(A large red and white USCW logo appears in the middle of the screen.  After a couple of seconds of silence, “Bawitdaba” by Kid Rock starts to play.  As the song really kicks in, various familiar scenes from USCW history begin to flash across the screen.  Finishing moves of various superstars, championships being won, and great interviews being given are all shown.  The scene changes to a camera that pans around a sold out arena as the fans in the stands go absolutely crazy.  Several of the fans are carrying signs including “ RJ Cheated, Rematch!”, “Marry Me Sweetness!”, and “What Happened To Simon Rose?”.  After a few seconds fireworks begin to shoot off high above the crowd and they give another huge roar.  The music continues to play in the background as you hear an announcer’s voice.)

MJ:"Looks like we're going to hear from the champ first off tonight."

(RJ ignores the crowd and slides under the bottom rope. He drops the bat enough for the words written across his chest "Attitude Adjustment, No Charge". He gets a microphone from one of the ring attendednts. )

RJ Souza: This is the nightmare for everyone involved with USCW.  Your New World Champion, Bad Karma.

(The crowd boos so loud, it shakes the ring)

RJ Souza: NO thanks to your mental migets. You wished Thunderbird 20 20 could put me under the ring. The fact is I wanted it more. This belt defines me. Every one of these pretenders said RJ could not compete here. I was a joke. I took down the odds on favorate to win the title. I proved each and every one of you wrong. Now, I am going to rub it in to each one of your faces.

RJ Souza: I need to address some issues. Lightning Scott Baxter, you know I owe you for defending yourself against the Giant Baffoon. You need anything from Bad Karma, just take it up with Angela Cheetem and we just need to work out details.

(Baxter give a quick chuckle and nods.)

RJ Souza: Sweet Gordy Dix, the equalizer. I see you want to start something with the Criminal Nation. You have me a bit torn over what to do with you. One part of me says We need to teach you a lesson. The other says He did good by me.  So Dix, I got to know where we stand. Are you down with the Nation, or are the PP&H something that needs to be added to the Def B.I. Posse "To Do List"?

RJ Souza: CEO Adams, I know you expected things from me the opening night. That's why I closed the show against Milk Juggs.  I am going to make USCW the place of fighting champions. I am going to tear down the image of the bad guy who won't face the top competition because he is scared and cowardly. I beat most of this federation in a matter of four matches. You line them up, I will take them down. Just like I did to the Doctor, the Army guy and the Lone Indian brave. I said it the first interview I did, We are just missing a construction worker. Just find me the guys who will give me a run for my money.

RJ Souza: Now, on to the "One True Warrior". I had my lawyer look into my contract and she said I have a "No rematch" clause in it.  I am having her work out the details now to waive that so the next time....

(Crowd  goes nuts)

RJ Souza:....I need to shut your Navajo Pie Hole, I can stuff my foot right down your yellow belly and break that yellow streak running down your back.

(Crowd Boos)

RJ Souza: Did you really buy all that crap?? I walked away with the belt. I beat all you USCW contenders and I want to be champion for a very very long time. So keep trying to elevate your game and let's see how many of you rope a dopes get "Tyson-ized"

RJ Souza: Tonight, my best friends take on Boot Camp Click. I will put out a challenge to Sniper.  Be a man and stay out of this re-match. You know your boys lost the first time and they will lose again. The best thing for you to do is be within 3 inches of me all night long. I want you to slap one of these cuffs on and stay handcuffed to me the entire match. You game, Snapper head??

RJ Souza: Last thing before I go. Adams, I got one sitpulation from here on out.  ANY PLACE, ANY TIME, ANY WHERE!!!!

(Souza drops the microphone and holds up the belt before climbing out of the ring and heading to the back.)

MJ:"An interesting proposition from the champ.  He wants to handcuff himself to Sniper during the Tag Team Title match."

LSB:"He knows that the Click are masters of outside interference in big matches.  I guess he thinks if he can stay close to Sniper, he can give the Def B.I. Posse a fair shake for the title."

MJ:"And he also claims that he will be a fighting champion.  I'm sure that's info the CEO will be happy to hear."

LSB:"Every champ says they will be a fighting champ.  We'll see if RJ  ends up keeping that promise."

MJ:"Well fans, we are ready for the first match of the evening.  We already have one wrestler in the health profession in the league with Dr. Thanatos.  Now we have another with "The Medic", Joe Lifesaver.  Cindy."

CM:"The following contest is set for one fall.  Introducing first, already in the ring, weighing in at 240 pounds, Mr. Wrestling!"

(Mr. Wrestling pumps his fist to the crowd.)

CM:"And his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds and hailing from New York, New York, "The Paramedic" Joe Lifesaver!"

("Stayin Alive(dance remix)" starts to play as the Medic sprints to the ring.  He slides in and begins to dance in the ring.  He makes the motion of doing CPR to the beat of the music.)

LSB:"Look at this idiot.  What show is this again?"

MJ:"Joe Lifesaver was an accomplished amateur wrestler who works for the New York Fire Department as a paramedic.  He decided recently to give wrestling a shot on the professional level."

LSB:"Well, he's not a professional dancer, that's for sure."

MJ:"Say what you want LSB, there seem to be a legion of female fans who think very highly of Mr. Lifesaver.  Both men are in the ring now are we are ready to roll."

LSB:"Paramedic's do have a little bit of experience in physical confrontation.  They are sometimes forced to load an ambulence by force.  We'll see if Lifesaver is prepared to compete on a much higher level."

MJ:"The two men lock up and Lifesaver with a go behind and bends Mr. Wrestling's arm behind him.  He cranks on the arm with a little more force and then nails Mr. Wrestling from behind with a forearm to the back of the head!"

LSB:"He seems fairly fluid with his wrestling.  Maybe he will be one to keep an eye on."

MJ:"Lifesaver has Mr. Wrestling back on his feet now.  He grabs him by the head and starts to deliver a series of knees.  Brutal!"

LSB:"I'm pretty sure they didn't teach that in paramedic school."

MJ:"Mr. Wrestling is out on his feet now.  The Medic is circling around behind Mr. Wrestling now and is setting him up for a big move!"

LSB:"He's loading Mr. Wrestling onto his back with their arms locked.  Now he stands up with Mr. Wrestling's head pointing straight down and Lifesaver drops down into a sitting position, slamming Mr. Wrestling head first into the canvas.  He calls that move the Cardiac Arrest!"

MJ:"Here's the cover!
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CM:"Your winner, via pinfall, The Medic, Joe Lifesaver!"

MJ:"Lifesaver grabs a win against Mr. Wrestling in his debut here in the USCW.  The Medic takes the time to dance again as his music plays before making his way to the back slapping hands with the fans."

LSB:"I suppose he's a promising enough young guy.  Should be interesting to see what direction his career goes."

MJ:"We're ready for our next debut.  Cindy, take it away."

CM:"The following contest is set for one fall.  Introducing first, already in the ring, weighing in at 224 pounds, Hans Friegen!"

(Friegen completely ignores everyone.)

CM:"And his opponent, weighing in at 268 pounds and hailing from Brisbane, Australia, "Wild Dog" Williamson!"

("If You Want Blood(You've Got It)" by AC/DC blares over the speakers as the Wild Dog makes his way to the ring.)

MJ:"Wild Dog is a very large man at 6'8" and 268 pounds, but from what we understand his wrestling style is not what you would picture from a man of that size.  He fights more like a cruiserweight, using athletic, high flying moves as a large part of his arsenal."

LSB:"Hard to imagine from a guy that size.  We'll see what he can do."

MJ:"The bell rings are we are off.  The two man circle and Williamson grabs an arm and twists.  He pulls Hans to him and nails him with a big clothesline.  He quickly pops up and heads to the top rope!"

LSB:"Wow, already?!"

MJ:"Senton bomb from the top rope from Williamson!  Wow!  And now he picks up Friegen and is carrying with him to the top rope.   Monkey flip from the top rope catapults Friegen into the middle of the ring!"

LSB:"Impressive move.  I believe he calls that the Dingo Drop.  And now he is headed to the top rope again!"

MJ:"Corkscrew splash from the top rope!  That's the Death Roll!  Williamson goes for a cover!
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CM:"Your winner, via pinfall, "Wild Dog" Williamson!"

MJ:"Williamson takes care of Hans Friegen in impressive manner."

LSB:"That's a big guy to be splashing on people from the top rope.  If he lands one of those, I don't care who you are, it's going to smart a little bit."

(The camera is panning around the ringside area and comes to a stop on a man in the front row.  You can tell much about him except he is wearing a straw hat with a pink feather in it.  He has the hat pulled down over his face and appears to be taking a nap.)

MJ:"Strange fan ringside, seems to be grabbing a nap."

(MJ puts his hand up to his ear.)

MJ:"I'm hearing now that we have a feed from backstage.  Let's take you to it."

(Q-Tip Callahan and "Sweet" Gordy Dix are walking from the dressing room towards the area behind the ramp.  Suddenly from nowhere Sniper, Assassin, and Mercenary jump them from behind.  Sniper and Mercenary double team "Sweet" Gordy while Assassin and Q-Tip trade punches.  Mercenary grabs Gordy and is trying to put him in the Bump N Grind when backstage security arrives in the form of a big security guard with a nightstick.  He swings the nightstick wildly as the Click starts to laugh and back away.  Scene fades.)

LSB:"Call me crazy, but that security guard looked vaguely familiar."

MJ:"Well, security is always here.  So probably so."

LSB:"It was more than that.  But I can't place him."

MJ:"A sneak attack from the Boot Camp Click.  Big surprize.  At any rate, we are ready for our next debut.  It is a man you saw briefly in action just now, the blue haired wonder.  Cindy."

CM:"The following contest is set for one fall.  Introducing first, already in the ring.  Weighing in at 245 pounds, "Iron" Mike Sharpe!"

(Sharpe nods and raises his right arm.)

CM:"And his opponent, weighing in at 260lbs and hailing form Pine Bluff, Arkansas, Q-Tip Callahan!"

("Song 2(Woo Hoo)" by Blur plays over the arena speakers.  When the song reaches the part where the electric guitar kicks in, blue fireworks fire off and Q-Tip appears at the top of the ramp.  He jogs down to the ring and slides in.)

MJ:"Q-Tip is in a hurry to get to the ring.  He runs in and clotheslines Sharpe as the bell rings!  Sharpe is up and Q-Tip clotheslines him again!"

LSB:"Very fast start from Callahan!"

MJ:"Q-Tip picks him up to his feet, lifts him up and slams him back down with a high angle suplex!"

LSB:"That reminded me of the high angle suplex of the Death Walker from the early days of the USCW."

MJ:"Q-Tip is waiting for Sharpe to get to his feet now.  Sharpe is slowing pulling himself up by the ropes.  Callahan is measuring him from across the ring.  Sharpe is up just in time to be greeted by a running booty bump from Q-Tip that sends him crashing to the mat!"

LSB:"This may be all she wrote as Q-Tip is picking Sharpe and calling for the move he named after himself.  The cross powerbomb made popular by Razor Ramon,  known to USCW fans as the Q-Tip!"

MJ:"And he nails Sharpe with it.  Here's the cover.
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CM:"Your winner, via pinfall, Q-Tip Callahan!"

MJ:"Callahan picks up a victory for the newly formed PP&H.  Fans, we have to take a commercial break but we will be right back with the return of the Sweetness, and the World Tag Team Titles on the line!"

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MJ:"Welcome back fans.  We are ready now for the debut of the other member of the PP&H, "Sweet" Gordy Dix.  Cindy."

CM:"The following contest is set for one fall.  Introducing first, already in the ring, weighin in at 280 pounds, Hardbody Harrison!"

 (Harrison does a little jig in the ring as the crowd wonders what the hell he is doing.)

CM:"And his opponent, weighing in at 275 pounds and hailing from Gulfport, MS, "Sweet" Gordy Dix!"

("Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta" by Ghetto Boys plays as the Sweetness comes out from the back, accompanied by Ms. Ashley Donnelle.  She is wearing a tight red top, black miniskirt and knee high go-go boots.   The two stroll to the ring and Dix slides in.)

MJ:"This is a much anticipated debut for Dix.  After his rather eventful night at Beach Bash, he seems to be on the hit list for half the federation."

LSB:"And rest assured that's how he wants it MJ.  The more attention paid to the Sweetness, the more he likes it."

MJ:"We're ready to go here as the bell rings.  Harrison and Dix circle each other before Dix fire a jab.  And another!  He is nailing Harrison with a series of jabs that stun the big man.  Dix drops to one knee and finishes with an uppercut straight to the groin!"

LSB:"Oh!  Every man in here just doubled over!"

MJ:"Harrison is pretty much done after that low blow.  Dix pick him back up to his feet and here it comes!"

LSB:"One of the more imfamous moves in USCW history, the Bump 'N' Grind!"

MJ:"Gordy's triple powerbomb with a little something extra is going to be the downfall of Hardbody Harrison.  There's the third powerbomb into the pin!
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CM:"Your winner, via pinfall, "Sweet" Gordy Dix!"

(Suddenly, a slow and even clapping can be heard over the PA.  Dix is in the ring, looking confused.)

LSB:"What the..... Where is that clapping coming from?"

(As if on cue, Thunderbotl Lightfoot appears at the top of the ramp.  He is dressed in regular street clothes.  Holding the mic under his arm, he is clapping slowly and steadily.)

LSB:"What's he doing here?  He doesn't have a match.  There's no reason for him to even be in this town."

MJ:"What are you looking so worried for LSB.  Lightfoot said in his last interview that he doesn't hold you personally responsible for the events that transpired at Beach Bash."

LSB:"Yeah, well he said he didn't hold Gordy responsible either and he's here.  And besides, who said I was nervous?"

(As Lightfoot walks down to the bottom of the ramp, his eyes do not leave those of SGD.  Finally, upon reaching the bottom of the ramp he produces his mic from under his arm and begins to address Dix.)

TL:"I have to hand it to you.  I have heard lots of stories about Sweet Gordy Dix.  I mean, no matter what fed I was in, there was always some guy in the back who had run into you Gordy.  And boy did they all have some stories.  And let me tell you, from what I've seen they are all true."

(Gordy's eyes light up on this last statement and he smiles and begins to swell up pridefully.)

LSB:"See MJ.  Lightfoot has come down to the ring just to offer Gordy some well deserved respect.  I tell you what.  The big guy and I don't always see eye to eye, he does pull off some classy moves.  Occaisionally.

MJ:"I think I'd like to hear a little more from Lightfoot before I believe that he is here to praise Dix."

(At this point, in the ring, Lightfoot has climbed in and walked up to Gordy Dix.  He looks down on the shorter Dix and continues to address him.)

TL:"I mean, you've been here for one match.  A match that you were only suppose to referee and yet you made your presence known to the majority of the USCW roster.  I would just like to shake your hand.  Meeting you has truly been an experience."

MJ:"What in the world is going on?  Lightfoot is singing the praises of "Sweet" Gordy Dix.   I can't believe it."

LSB:"See MJ, you should listen to me more often."

(In the ring, Lightfoot has extended his right hand to Dix.  He is all smiles as he waits for Gordy to accept his hand.  The crowd meanwhile, is screaming and yelling at Lightfoot.  Dix seems to mull over what is going on with a really big smile on his face.  He contemplates shaking the giant Native American's hand.  He begins to extend it..)

TL:"I mean, anyone who could make his presence known in half of the Beach Bash matches could only be called one thing.

(Suddenly Lightfoot grips Dix's hand and pulls him in to look him eye to eye.  His happy facade has fallen, only to be replaced by a look of anger and disgust.)

TL:"A NOSY SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!!!!"

(SGD takes a half second to realize what Thunderbolt Lightfoot has just said before Lightfoot drops the mic and unleashes a furious clothesline.)

MJ:"Oh my God!  Lightfoot just took Gordy's head off with that clothesline.  I can't believe it.  He's now stomping away at Dix with a vengeance."

LSB:"I can't believe it.  In my entire history with Lightfoot, I've never heard him curse like that.  The Sweetness must have really gotten under his skin last week."

(As Lightfoot is stomping away on Dix, Q-Tip Callahan comes flying down to the ring.)

MJ:"Here's comes Q-Tip for some backup!"

(Callahan slides into the ring behind Lightfoot and unleashes a double handed axe handle on him.  The big man staggers forward, but doesn't fall.  Lightfoot turns and stares him down then smiles, and unleashes another clothesline upon Callahan, sending him to the mat as well.)

MJ:"Lightfoot is wreaking havoc.  But look a security guard just jumped into the ring!  That's the same one from earlier!  He just clubbed Lighfoot in the head with that nightstick!"

LSB:"And look at this!  Ringside!  That fan in the straw hat just jumped into the ring.  What a minute!  That's........"

MJ:"It's the Country Pimp!  The Country Pimp is here!  The Country Pimp is here!  He nails Lightfoot with the handle end of his bullwhip!  And now he is choking Lightfoot from behind with it!"

LSB:"I knew I recognized that security guard!  That's Big Jim, the old PP&H manager!"

MJ:"Gordy is back up now and stomps on Lightfoot for good measure.  Q-Tip takes Lightfoot and pushes him under the bottom rope with his feet."

LSB:"Country Pimp has the microphone now!"

CP:"I see the USCW hasn't changed much while I wasn't here.  Still a bunch of weak bitches running their mouths and then the PP&H having to regulate."

(Gordy takes a t-shirt from Ashley and tosses it to the Pimp.  It says "PP&H" on the front and "Don't Player Hate" on the back.  The Pimp puts the shirt on over his overalls and struts around the ring.  It looks like the giant man has put on a little weight around his midsection since we have seen him last.)

MJ:"The PP&H is getting stronger and stronger.  The Country Pimp is back now and is a member."

LSB:"The Pimp is about the only man in the league, besides maybe JRG, who can matchup with Lightfoot size wise.  He's only a couple inches shorter and probably weighs more than Lightfoot."

(Sweardog McKrackin, Dr. Thanatos, and Jeff Rodeo sprint towards the ring all carrying chairs.)

MJ:"Here comes the Rezolution!"

(The PP&H spread out and head to the back as they approach.  Sweardogs check on Lightfoot, who is back on his feet now.)

MJ:"The PP&H are taunting the Rezolution now as they make their way to the back."

(The Rezolution yell for the PP&H to come to the ring before the four men together head to the back.)

MJ:"Well fans, we have one big match left.  The Boot Camp Click takes on the Def B.I. Possee with the tag team titles on the line.  Cindy."

CM:"The following contest is set for one fall and is for the USCW World Tag Team Championship!  Introducing first, JRG and Ricky J, the Def B.I. Posse!"

("Judgement Night" by Oynx and Bio-Hazard plays as the Def B.I. Posse comes out onto the ramp accompanied by RJ Souza.  Souza has a pair of handcuffs with him as the three walk to the ring.)

CM:"And their opponents, Assassin and Mercenary, the Boot Camp Click!"

("Boot Camp Click" by The T-Town Posse plays as Assassin & Mercenary come to the ring accompanied by Sniper.  Assassin and Mercenary slide into the ring and Sniper pulls out a microphone.)

Sniper:"Alright Spooja.  You want to be handcuffed to me?  Despite the chance that it might turn you on I'll do it.   Bring it on."

(Souza walks over to Sniper and slaps one handcuff on himself and the other on Sniper.  Sniper just stares at him the entire time.)

MJ:"Well, we are ready to go here and it looks like it will be difficult for any interference from those two as they are handcuffed together."

LSB:"If anybody could figure out how to interfere anyway, it would be Sniper."

MJ:"Here we go in this tag team title match up.  Ricky J will start out against Mercenary.  The two circle each other and lock up.  The larger Mercenary takes control and grabs a headlock.  Elbow to the gut by Ricky J.  He breaks free and hits a quick dropkick to the knees of Mercenary."

LSB:"Nice move by Ricky J.  He's up now and grabs a headlock on Mercenary and nails him with a quick DDT.  He goes for a cover.
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MJ:"Ricky J is up again and tags in the Ghetto Giant JRG.  He comes down with a hard forearm to Mercenary.  He moves to pick Mercenary up but Mercenary rakes him across the eyes.  He whips the big man into the far side ropes and Assassin nails him with a clothesline as he gets there!"

LSB:"Both these teams work very well together.  A must if you want to be a champion in the tag team division."

MJ:"Mercenary comes to the corner and tags in Assassin.  Assassin gets in quickly and goes to work with boots to the down JRG."

LSB:"And look at the outside.  Sniper and RJ Souza are standing nose to nose starting at each other.  I wonder if they are having a staring contest."

MJ:"They have been that way the entire match.  Assassin has JRG up now and whips him into the corner.  He runs to follow it up but JRG gets a boot up and nails Assassin with it!"

LSB:"JRG takes a second to clear his head and now grabs Assassin and tags in Ricky J.  JRG holds Assassin's arms behind him while Ricky J climbs to the top and comes off with a big axehandle to the head!"

MJ:"Ricky J starts a series of punches but Assassin block one and fires back a right hand!  Ricky J is stunned.  He takes Ricky J and throws him over the top rope down to the floor!"

LSB:"That's were Sniper and Souza are so this could get interesting."

MJ:"Assassin follows Ricky J to the outside.  He picks him up and slams his head into the guardrail!  Here comes JRG over to help but he is nailed from behind by Mercenary!  Now all four men are brawling on the outside!"

LSB:"The ref has started a count, they better pay attention to it."

MJ:"Mercenary and JRG continue to brawl on the outside while Assassin and Ricky J climb back into the ring.  Sniper and Souza still haven't budged, they are still standing nose to nose staring."

LSB:"Whoever has the worst breath wins."

MJ:"But look, Sniper just slipped something out of his pocket.  It's a key.  He grabs the handcuff and unlocks it!  He backs away from Souza.  He makes a motion like none of this is worth his time and starts to head for the back!"

LSB:"I don't think Souza likes that very much!  He is running after him!"

MJ:"Meanwhile, Ricky J has gained the advantage in the ring.  But he sees Mercenary nail JRG with a clothesline on the outside.  Ricky J with a suicide dive to the outside nails Mercenary, who falls into JRG!  All three men are down!"

LSB:"Assassin is trying to get to his feet.  He sees all three men on the outside and rolls outside also.  He grabs Ricky J and rolls him into the ring.  He slowly picks Ricky J up and rolls him into the ring."

MJ:"Look, coming down to the ring is Ashley Donnelle.  What is she doing here?  She dodges Sniper and Souza who are trades blows on the ramp.  She comes down towards the ring."

LSB:"Assassin whips Ricky J into the ropes and grabs him from behind!  He is going to hit the Unforgiven!"

MJ:"But wait, JRG is up and in the ring now and grabs Assassin by the throat!  Assassin is flailing but can't get away!  Ricky J is climbling to the top rope!  Here comes the 1-8-7!"

LSB:"But look at Ashley on the apron of the ring.  She starts to dance seductively and appears to be starting to take her top off!"

MJ:"Ricky J and JRG are distracted and start to stare!  Mercenary is up now and pushes Ricky J off the top turnbuckle!  He crashes to the mat.  Assassin kicks JRG in the gut and escapes.  He quickly rolls up Ricky J!
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CM:"Your winners, and new USCW World Tag Team Champions, Assassin and Mercenary, the Boot Camp Click!"

(Ashley quickly pulls her shirt back down and runs to the back.)

MJ:"The Boot Camp Click has won it!  But with a weird assist from Ms. Ashley."

LSB:"I'm not even convinced she was trying to distract either team in particular, just trying to cause some chaos."

MJ:"Sniper and Souza are STILL going blow for blow on the ramp!  Fans, we are out of time!  Join us next week when the Boot Camp Click defends their newly won titles against the Rezolution along with much more USCW action!  For Scott Baxter, I am Michael Johnson.  Goodnight everybody!"

(Scene fades as Assassin and Mercenary grab the title belts and run to help Sniper in his fight with RJ Souza.)