A Recap
of New Years Annihilation is shown as fans are heard in the background chanting
"UWF UWF" We suddenly see a countdown and then Pyro explodes. President Monto is
standing in the middle of the ring with a somber look on his face. He smirks as
the fans begin the normal "Asshole" chants. Monto soaks it in and lowers his
head. He quickly snaps it up and shouts
Monto:
ENOUGH ALREADY! Show some damn respect. You
ungrateful inbreds! God why did we have to come back to the armpit of america
Georgia?!
The fans erupt just at
the saying of their home state
Monto:
Typical.....Anyway, I have a major announcement.
Last week we seen Brock Hardwood come out and show his muscle. Yeah the rumors
are true. I am selling my share of UWF. Because and only because my vindictive
bitch of an ex-wife wants full custody of any profits I MAKE! UWF is my legacy.
I refuse to let that bitch take my family away from me. It will be a major
mistake if I didn't do this but I am in fact selling my 51% ownership of UWF.
NOT TO BROCK HARDWOOD! In fact. I think I will let you all know exactly who will
be recieving my share of UWF. I have a written contract that althought I will
not gain profits I will still earn a weekly paycheck and stay on as President of
UWF. The ownership change will happen at Hardcore Hangover. No longer will the
february PPV be named Hardcore Heartbreak. As one of my final acts as Owner. The
PPV will be named Hardcore Hangover! Now lets get this show on the
road!
Faint by Linkin Park hits
as Greg Monto walks behind the curtain, Tim Floyd and Joey Numbers are at
ringside ready to call another installment of Blood and
Guts.
Tim:
Ladies and
Gentleman, welcome to another fantastic action packed show! Tonight we will see
in our main event jr heavyweight action and if things don't turn around for
Nichols. It will be a 2 on 1 handicap match!
Joey:
If you ask me,
Nichols is in for a big surprise. He's been backstage almost begging people to
be his tag partner. I don't think he's got anyone!
Tim:
Well, our
opening match is Jacob Morrison vs Siven, these two are getting a nice little
heated battle going
Joey:
Yeah, but I think Morrison has Asher on his
mind. Lets see if he can stay focused tonight against Sivem.
Siven's name flashes on the screen slowly at first. Each time
his name appears a beep almost like a heart monitor at a hospital beeps. As a
few seconds go by, the flashing gets faster and faster. Slowly it starts to
flash from the name Siven to the face of Siven and back and forth. The rate
continutes to increase until Set me up by Project 86 hits and Siven walks out
through the drapes. The screen changes to highlights from his previous matches.
He stops just a few feet out and looks around the arena just to gage the
response. After a few seconds, he walks down to the ring without taking his
attention away from the ring. He slides in under the bottom
rope.
Tim:
Siven is on a
little bit of a streak these past few weeks, when his back is against the
wall he really shines.
"Are You
Ready For This?" hits and Jacob Morrison comes out as fireworks emit from
the stage. He taunts and high fives fans on his way to the
ring.
Joey:
These fans love him
and they hate him, I guess you can say The Showman give them what they
want
Morrison begins things with a wristlock,
following up by delivering some bionic elbows to Siven's arm. Rolling behind
Morrison, Siven attempts a waistlock, only to receive an elbow to the jaw for
his efforts. Swinging around, Morrison goes on the intitiative, applies a
waistlock and slams Siven down face-first. When Morrison allows Siven to his
feet, he is taken off-guard with an armdrag, which Siven follows up with an
armlock. Rolling his way out, Morrison stands to his feet, knees in the ribs and
short-arm clotheslines him. Morrison lifts Siven up, tossing him into the
ropes... Siven jumps, hitting his feet on the middle rope and spring boarding
back with a moonsault! Siven catches Morrison off guard with a springboard
moonsault, Siven to his feet, and he's in the corner... Siven to the top
rope...
Tim:
Siven jumps off the top ropes, doing
a shooting star press....
Joey:
Ohh Morrison puts his knees up. Siven
lands on Morrison knees and rolls around the ring mat in
pain.
Following that, Morrison
lifts Siven up, punches him in the head, bodyslams him, bounces off the ropes
and comes back with a somersault senton. This move proves to be quite dangerous,
as Siven hooks both of Morrison's arms and crucifix rolls him
up.
The Ref:
One... two... th-
Tim:
Morrison back-rolls his way out.
In a fit of vengeance, Morrison stands to his feet and drops
a leg across the back of Siven's head, not allowing him to stand. Throttling
Siven's through, Morrison attempts to choke him out, releases his grip, stands
up and drops right back down on him with a legdrop. Picking Siven up, Morrison
drops him across his knees, backbreakering him. Morrison lifts Siven up,
positioning him for a power bomb. When Siven is seated on Morrison's shoulders,
Siven punches Morrison in the nose, again, and again. Morrison is trying to
throw Siven, but Siven has his legs hooked under Morrison's shoulders, holding
on for dear life
Tim:
Siven is holding on tight,
punching Morrison in the face repeatedly! Morrison is trying to throw Siven off,
but he can't quite do it! Morrison running for the ropes... OH MY
GOD!
Crowd:
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Joey:
What
they said!
Tim:
Morrison managed to throw Siven over the top rope...
but Siven grabbed hold of the top rope, and kept his thighs around Morrison's
head! That might be the first time in his career Siven hit a hurricanrana, and
what a time to pull it out!
Joey:
Siven managed to skin the cat, and
he's taking a blow in the ring.
With the
crowd still chanting, Siven takes several deep breaths, trying to regain
composure. Having come head first into the ringside mats, Morrison is not
moving. , lying flat on his back. Siven stands up, looking down at Morrison. He
casts his eyes skyward, which causes the crowd to murmur with
anticipation
Tim:
Siven is looking to the
skies... and he's climbing the turnbuckle...
Joey:
I have a feeling
this is going to be bad.
Tim:
Siven looks out over the crowd, which
has gotten louder and louder the longer he's stalling...
Joey:
Jacob
Morrison is the consummate showman, Tim. He will find a way out this tight
spot.
Tim:
Don't count on it. Wait!... it's Brian
Idol!
Siven doesn't see Idol
behind him. Idol hits Siven in the back of the head and pushes him up off the
top ropes. Siven lands in the middle of the ring with a hard fall. Idol helps
Morrison up, Morrison slides into the ring. Taking ahold of Siven's legs,
Morrison goes for a Boston crab, but Siven is able to roll his way out of it,
shoving Morrison off, in the process. When he comes back to pick Siven up, he
receives an elbow to the gut and watches Morrison bounce off the ropes. Firing
back, Siven knocks Morrison off his feet with a shoulder block. Right back up,
Siven kicks Morrison in the stomach, punches him a few times and snap suplexes
him down to the mat.
Tim:
That suplex brings
Morrison down. Siven rolls across him, going for a
cover.
1...2...
Joey:
It's just a
two!
With Morrison laying on the mat,
Siven makes his way to the top rope, wanting Morrison to rise. When he's facing
him, Siven flies off, connecting with a
neckbreaker.
Tim:
Cover him,
Siven!
Joey:
He's too busy gloating and arguing with
Idol.
Regaining energy, Morrison climbs
to his knees, eyeing Siven, who takes several steps back. Unaware of Morrison's
condition Siven still arguing with Idol. Morrison goes behind Siven and school
boy with a hand full tights.
1...2...3!
Tim:
No!! Morrison had Siven's tights!!
Joey:
Great move by Morrison.
Brian idol play his role right.
Morrison slides out of the ring as Siven gets up yelling and
hitting the ring mat. Morrison and Idol are outside the ring holding up their
hands and laughing and pointing at Siven. Then the UWF theme song starts to play
and Morrison and Idol look up at the stage. It's Rich Haney with a mic in
hand.
Haney:
Smoove move there guys. You pulled a
fast one on Siven. What a debut for you Brian, you made a great impact here in
UWF huh. Well since you guys claim that nothing can stand in yall's way in tag
team fame here UWF I'm going to give you a UWF World Tag Team title shot at next
week's Blood and Guts. Sound good? Oh Siven I haven't forgot about you. You too
wil be in that match, if you find a partner.
Siven:
Oh I have a
partner.
Haney:
Good. So it will be Idol & Morrison vs Siven
and his unknown Partner.
Tim:
Whoa! Tag Titles on the line next week?! Awesome
announcement by Vice President Haney.
Joey:
Yeah now we get some more
Extreme action, Morrison got the win over Siven with help from Brian Idol, no
sign of Asher, but he's in action next against Matt Edwards. Lets see if Phantom
makes an appearance.
Room A Thousand
Years Wide hits the PA as Matt Edwards fights his way through the fans who
applaud and cheer for him. Matt stands on the Guardrail as he raises his arms in
the crucifix holding his Barbed Wire chair. Matt steps down as he walks up the
ring steps, slowly walks along the side of the ringlooking at his opponent. Matt
steps in as he walks over to the opposite turnbuckle climbs up and raises the
crucifix then climbs down, takes off his jacket and puts his chair in the
corner.
Tim:
Now these two men are here to prove
they are in fact the epitamy of Extreme!
Bad religon hits as smoke fills the arena, the fans instantly
break into chants of USA USA As Asher walks out from the cloud of smoke, he
poses as the fans give him major heat. He takes it all in even motioning for
more. He walks down the entrance ramp and slides into the
ring
Edwards
continues to circle his opponent before they finally lock up. They jostle for
position, which Asher gains through his size. He overpowers Edwards and gains a
top wrist lock, but Edwards grabs the ropes and the referee moves in to break up
the hold.
Tim:
Clean break from
Edwards.
The wrestlers go to lock up again, but Asherc takes a short cut
by raking the eyes of Edwards.
Joey:
And cleanliness isn't Asher's
metier as UWF's resident sheep-lover rakes the face of
Edwards!
Asher drives a forearm into the
side of Edwards's head, then he brings Edwards over and down with a snap
mare.
Tim:
Big kick right into the spine of
Edwards. I can tell this match will a hard hitting match up..
Joey:
And now Asher is just plain choking Edwards on the canvas. Right in front of the
referee. Lucky for Asher the UWF's Refs get paid to just count the pin
falls.
Asher holds the choke onto
Edwards's neck right up. Asher pulls Edwards up to his feet and drives a fist
into the Newcastle native's forehead to drive him back into the corner. He holds
Edwards against the ropes, holds him open, measures and nails Edwards with a big
reverse knife edge chop. Asher nails Edwards with another chop then grabs him by
the arm and gives him an Irish whip. Edwards counters the Irish whip and Asher
goes flying across the squared circle and smashes into the far turnbuckle. Asher
staggers out from the corner and Edwards is there with a bearhug into a
belly-to-belly suplex. Edwards gets up and pounds away on Asher with a few hard
stomps. Edwards grabs the arm of Asher and holds it up off the mat only to drive
his boot hard into the shoulder.
Tim: And now Matt's
turning up the physicality as he goes after the shoulder of Asher.
Joey :
Matt's not afraid to get physical. He can punish you.
Wanting to put more pressure on the arm, Edwards pulls Asher
up by the hand. He yanks on the arm a few times then smashes it on the top
turnbuckle. Edwards grabs the arm again and leads Asher to the middle of the
ring before twisting his arm into a hammerlock. Edwards cranks the right arm up
behind the back of Asher trying to pop the shoulder out. Asher looks for a back
elbow strike to escape, but Edwards backs off and keeps the hold applied. Stuck
for an escape, Asher instead jumps and gets his feet on the top rope. He pushes
off the ropes and lands on top of Edwards.
Referee:
One… Two… TWO!!
Edwards kicks
out..Both men jump to their feet. Both men do circles around each other.
Grabbing hold of Asher’s wrist, Edwards turns and sends him across the ring.
Ducking under a clothesline, Asher bounces off the ropes a second time, leaps in
the air and connects with a forearm to the face of the UWF superstar. As Edwards
falls back, Asher is quick on the attack raining down open-fisted right hands.
Seeing this, referee allows Asher to ring off the
punches
Joey:
Asher with three, four, five, six
right hands to the downed Matt Edwards.
Tim:
And those are open-fisted
punches, so they’re legal.
Joey:
This is UWF! What is the ref going to
do? Disqualify him?!
Tim:
Good call Joey. Good call
Crowd:
Boring! Boring!!!!Asher Sucks!!! Boring!!!
Over the crowd, Asher's response cannot be heard, but he
definitely screams back. As Asher takes his attention off of Edwards for a
moment, Edwards reaches up and jabs his thumb into the eye of Asher. Rolling
away, Edwards quickly gets to his feet, takes a couple of running steps and
levels Asher, who is still reeling from the eye shot, with a boot to the side of
the head, sending Asher tumbling out of the ring between the middle and bottom
ropes
Joey:
Asher taking a vicious boot to the
head from Edwards.
Not wanting to give
Asher a chance to regain his composure, Edwards dropped to the ring canvass and
rolled out to the floor, under the bottom rope. Stalking his way over to where
Asher is resting on one knee, Edwards slowly raises his arms up in a double
sledge motion. However, as he turns the corner to the side of the ring Asher’s
located, Edwards is met with stiff short-range clothesline from Asher, who was
apparently playing possum. The impact from the clothesline causes Edwards to
spit out his gum, making it appear as though he had just lost a
tooth
Tim:
What a clothesline! Asher was lying in
wait this entire time! And Edwards was chewing gum?
Joey:
No. That
was his tooth Tim, Ohh forget it, keyfabe is dead. Yeah it was
gum...
Pulling himself to his feet,
Asher begins a barrage of stomps to both the head and left shoulder of the
slightly shorter Edwards. With each stomp, it appears as though Asher is using
pinpoint accuracy to land his blows near pressure point areas along the
arm
Tim:
The referee is still trying to get them
back in the ring, and it seems as though Asher couldn’t give a
damn.
Asher, hearing the crowd chant "We
Want Violence," pulls Edwards up by the hair, closes his fist and punches
Edwards square in the jaw, knocking the man back down to the padded floor.
Asher, trying to ignore fan’s loud voices, reaches under the ring and pulls out
a steel chair. Lifting the chair over his head, Asher brings the chair down
across the right arm of Edwards
Joey:
I think
Asher is listening to the fans, and trying to up the
violence!
Asher screams at the fans
then turns his attention back to Edwards in time to be dealt a strong low blow
punch. Doubling over, Asher drops the chair on the padded floor. Rising to his
feet, Edwards wraps his arm around the back of Asher’s neck and drops him into a
DDT onto the chair. Of course by now, the ref has exited the ring and despite
his preference of a standard match, drops down and begins a count as Edwards
covers Asher
Tim
Edwards with the
cover…
Ref:
One!
No
movement from Asher to suggest he’s going to kick
out
Ref:
Two!
Just as the ref’s hand hits the padded floor for the second time,
Asher lifts his shoulder off the ground breaking up the pin count. Pulling Asher
to his feet, Edwards, now the co-number one contender for the UWF Hardway Title
brings Asher over to the guard rail. Lifting Asher in the air, Edwards press
slams Asherdown, causing his neck to come crashing down on the guard rail. Upon
hitting the floor, Asher clutches at his throat and rolls around, obviously in
pain
Joey:
Edwards could have just crushed Asher’s
throat!
Turning his back to Asher for a
moment, Edwards lifts the ring apron up and searches around for something under
the ring. To the shock and awe of the crowd, Edwards pulls out a baseball bat
heavily wrapped in barbed wire. It’s clear to see that the barbed wire has been
wrapped tightly around the bat to prevent its easy release from the hold it has
against the wood of the bat.
Tim:
Any Braves fans
in the house?
Raising the barbed wire
bat in the air, Edwards gets a fair reaction as he brings it down across the
back of Asher. As it so happened, Asher’s reaction to being struck by the barbed
wire bat brought him back towards the dented chair that had been used earlier.
Seizing the moment, Edwards brings the bat down a second time, only this time it
connects with the side of Asher’s head, causing it to go forward into the chair
for a double effect
Tim:
Edwards is trying to kill
Asher!
Covering Asher, Ewards is
wondering if this is it as The Ref drops to the padded floor, beginning the
count
Ref:
One! Two!
Thre—
At the last possible moment,
Edwards lifts Asher’s shoulder off the padded floor. The look on Edwards’s face
is one of pure maliciousness. With Asher apparently on dream street, Edwards
pulls Asher to his feet and looks around to the
crowd
Edwards:
ARE YOU
READY!
Blood is pouring down Asher’s
face as Edwards locks his opponent into the position for which one would execute
a side Russian leg sweep. The only difference is that Edwards drops forward
instead of backwards, driving Asher’s face into the steel chair, once more.
edwards grabs the barbed wire bat. He climbs to the top ropes. He point the bat
in the air and jumps off the top ropes doing a leg drop with the barbwire bat
under his leg. He lands on Asher face. Rolling the lifeless body of Asher over,
Edwards spares no measure by hooking the inside leg as the referee drops down
for the count
Ref:
One! Two! Three!
Joey:
Your Winner MATT EDWARDS!!!
Tim:
What a match.. Old school UWF
style right down to a T.
Joey:
Yeah. This wasn't your normal standard match up, this
was a wild hardcore brawl from two of UWF's finest hardcore men..
Siven is pacing back and forth
as Chris Coleman approaches him. He puts his hand out inches from Colemans face.
Siven lowers his head and turns to his locker room door, He opens it up and
peaks inside. He nods his head and speaks
Siven:
I would like to introduce. My partner. ALL the
way from the great...Well, not so great city of Hidalgo Mexico, UWF feast your
eyes on El Grande
Coleman:
The Big? The Big
what?
Suddenly, a masked man bursts
through the door pushing Coleman back a step or two. Siven at Coleman and
smirks. President Monto walks up and puts his hands at his
waist
Monto:
You guys really
think I'm stupid. I know who is under that mask. CHINO! If you think your going
to outsmart me your wrong! Your fired from this
company!
El Grande looks at Monto
with a confused look, He throws his hands up and shrugs his shoulders, he leans
in towards monto and whispers
El
Grande:
¿Quién? ¿Qué? ¡Soy Grande de EL!
Monto:
I will
get to the bottom of this.....Ok Siven, you got your partner. Good luck next
week!
"Vocies by Rev Theory hit as The lights turn dark. Lighting
strikes the stage turning the stage into a blazing inferno. Phantom steps out
and slowly walks to the ring.
Starr comes out
onto the entrance and does his traditional five star stance, then runs and
slides into the ring and he goes to the ropes and does his Five Star Stance
again as pryo falls from the ceiling, he then throws his vest to the crowd and
stares down Phantom
Both men lock up, and Starr snaps a
kick out to the left knee of Phantom. Then another.
Tim:
Starr going
straight to work, he knows that he has a physical disadvantage in this
match.
Joey:
Straight for the legs!
Starr follows up his leg
attacks with a leg sweep…. But Phantom just stands there… there are a few cheers
for Phantom?, and he grabs Starr by the throat, and tosses him across the
ring.
Tim:
Wow! The power.
Joey:
Even a few of these inbreds are
getting behind Phantom.
Tim:
Well as much as they hate him, he’s fighting
that cocky ass Matt Starr. Don't get me started on him.
Joey:
Starr looks
pissed, he’s got a chair…
Starr goes to swing at Phantom who beckons the
impending shot, but the Ref grabs the chair. As his head turns, Starr’s chin is
smashed with a big boot from Phantom.
Joey:
Ooooooooooh that was HARSH.
Do you think I could go get some of his teeth off the mat?
Tim:
Phantom
mocks Starr who’s clutching his face. He pulls Starr up by his tights, and whips
him into a VICIOUS SHORT ARM POWER CLOTHESLINE.
Joey:
It’s like watching
a midget get a beating…. Hehehehe…. Midgets….. hehehe….
Phantom rests a
foot over Starr…
One….
Matt Starr gets a shoulder up.
Tim:
That was just arrogant, and the crowd doesn’t appreciate that.
More boos
for Phantom.
Joey:
And they CERTAINLY don’t appreciate him spitting at
the front row.
Tim:
And they don’t even appreciate Phantom, who now has
the steel chair… DON’T THEY LIKE VIOLENCE?!?!
Joey:
Nor does the Ref, he
is taking the chair from Phantom too. WHAT IS GOING WITH IS REF!!!
Tim:
Joey, this Georgia not Philly. You can only show so much hardcore here in the
south..Thank you New Jack!
Starr runs from a crouching position, and
goes to kick Phantom, he catches the kick, nicely setting up Starr for an
Inziguri near the ropes to send the big man over the top. A small boo from a few
people in the front. Phantom lands on his feet and shakes his head on the
outside. He turns, to see Starr run, baseball slide out of the ring, into a
tornado DDT!!!
Tim:
WHAT AGILITY!!!!!
Joey:
NO! The big man is
holding him up… and lowers into a bear hug position…
Starr elbows
Phantom, but instead of dropping to the ground, Starr climbs up Phantom, almost
ladder like to get to the apron, and performs a leg sweep action, but to
Phantom’s face… the big man stumbles towards the steps… as Starr leaps into a
tornado DDT….
Tim:
Whoa…
Joey:
Tornado DDT ONTO THE STEEL
STEPS!!!! PHANTOM FLICKS UP… HE’S BUSTED OPEN!!!!! AND FALLS FLAT ON HIS
BACK!!!!!
Joey:
Starr is stomping on the head of Phantom. This is pretty
sick…
Tim:
Yeah, he should stop and let the fight get back to the
ring.
Joey:
Hang on, I said it was sick, I didn’t say I didn’t like
it.
Tim:
Yup we are banned. Good bye Georgia.
Joey:
Hey this is UWF.
The Columbus Auditorium shouldn't have let us use their building in the first
place..
Starr gets into the ring, and Phantom slowly
follows.
Tim:
The big man is like a wounded bear.
Joey:
A wounded
bear that’s about to be killed by a hunter…. Matt Starr is going up to the top
turnbuckle… we could see another DDT here.
As Starr leaps, Phantom takes
a step back and kicks Starr in the lower gut, just as he lands… and sets up for
the The Last Call!!!
Tim:
WHOA!! This could be it!!!
Joey:
Some
cheers for the crowd.
Tim:
No wait… HURRICANRANA!!!!
Joey:
That a
technical term? For Fuck Up on Phantom's part?"
Tim:
Um…. MATT STARR HAS
THE COVER!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!
THR-
PHANTOM KICKS OUT!!
Matt Starr gets up, pushes the Ref and stamps. As
he turns, Phantom is getting up.. he pulls him by the hair but Phantom’s big
hand latches onto his throat… some clear cheers now, as Phantom launches Starr
up for a choke slam….
Joey:
LOW BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!!! In mid
air!!!! Phantom goes down on one knee…. OOOOHHHH!!!! School Boy BY
STARR!!!!!!!!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!
THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
PHANTOM KICKED OUT!!!!!!!!
Starr is going mental in the ring. He’s
shouting abuse at the Ref and is in a “heated debate” with him. Cheshire pushes
the Ref, and then the Ref pushes Starr back… Phantom is slowly getting up…..
StarKO!!!!!
Tim:
Matt Starr falls on top of him, hooks the
leg….
ONE!!!
Wait…. Starr has his feet
on the
ropes….
TWO!!!!!
The
Ref hasn’t seen
it….
THREEE!!!!
Tim:
No that’s not right!
Joey:
The ref didn't see it Tim. And Your Winner
Is....."The One and Only" The Matt Starr!!
As Starr walks up the ramp he
disappears behind the curtain, he is met by Idol and Morrison, the trio begin to
walk back to the locker room. They walk past and bump into Kengoro Sugamoto.
Sugamoto spills his drink all over himself as the trio begin to point and laugh.
Starr:
I guess there was no room on the card for
"Mr. Ninja Warrior"
Starr and crew
snicker as Kengoro grins. His face gets red and he rushes Matt Starr nailing him
with left and rights Idol and Morrison are caught off guard. They quickly pounce
on Kengoro and now its a 3 on 1. They lay a decent beating on Kengoro only to be
stopped once UWF officials make the save. Kengoro reaches his arm out to grab at
Starr as the medical staff looks at Sugamoto
Tim:
Big win for Starr tonight I guess. He's
just catapulted himself into a nice little beef with Mr. Ninja Warrior
too.
Joey:
Next up is our main event and I still don't think Nichols
has found anyone. This should be interesting.
Nogami and Marusaka walk out to no music. Marusaka has his JR
Heavyweight title over his shoulder. Nogami has his eyes locked on Marusaka.
Nogami has a displeased look on his face as they enter the ring both sliding
under the bottom rope.
Tim:
Can these two coexist
as a team?!
Joey:
Maybe Nichols is better off not having a partner, he
is facing two guys who just a few weeks ago did battle for a shot at what is now
Marusaka's Jr Heavyweight title. You have to believe jealously will play a big
role tonight
Enterence music hits as
goes for a few moments then out walks Nicholson jumping and hyping up the crowd
as a massive show of Green and White Pyrotechnics explode across the stage as
the pyrotechnics stops Nichols starts to run to the ring slapping hands with
fans as he passes them. once at ring side he leaps onto the apron and jumps up
rolling over the top rope and landing on his feet in the ring.
Tim:
I do
give Nichols a lot of credit, he is coming out here. No tag partner taking on
two men both worthy of that title.
Joey:
You said it Tim, what a main
event this should be!
The bell
rings as Marusaka and Nogami look at each other, Nogami takes a step towards
Nichols and Marusaka grabs his shoulder. He spins Nogami around and the two
begin to argue over who will start the match.
Tim:
Well surely that didn't take
long!
Joey:
Tell me about it, like two little fifth graders can these
two just put their differences aside?!
Nichols charges with a full head of
steam and leaps into the air with a double cross body block. He takes down both
men causing Marusaka to fall to the outside. Nogami is in the ring and the ref
nods his head. Nichols gets to his feet and grabs Nogami by the head. He whips
him into the ropes but Nogami back hand springs and nails Nichols with a elbow
to the face!
Tim:
Did you see
that!
Joey:
Uh yeah....I'm calling the match with you. What do you
think!
Nogami grabs Nichols and whips
him into the ropes himself. Nichols puts on the breaks. Nogami has his head
lowered for a back body drop and Nichols kicks Nogami in the shoulder. Nogami
straightens up only to catch a drop kick to the face! Nichols grabs Nogami and
calls for the Set it Extreme. Nogami some how wiggles his way out and rolls up
Nichols
1...
2...
Marusaka comes in and breaks it
up?!
Nogami and Marusaka lock eyes as the two almost come to blows.
Marusaka walks back behind the ropes as the fans give him some heat. He turns
his back to focus on the fans as Nogami walks up and tags in Marusaka. Much to
the dismay of Ryo.
Joey:
Man I can't wait. Sooner or later the water is
going to boil, then turn to steam and something is going to
happen.
Tim:
Huh?
Marusaka slowly walks over to Nichols yet still paying
attention to Nogami. Nichols punches Ryo in the gut and leaps up kicking Ryo in
the back of the head with a roundhouse kick. Ryo falls to the floor as Nogami is
on the outside showing his frustration. Nichols climbs to the top rope and leaps
off nailing a diving headbutt. He goes for the pin as Nogami stands
there.
1...
2...
3..NO! Ryo Marusaka gets his foot on the
rope, The ref waves his hands as Nichols shrugs his shoulders. He picks up Ryo
and sends him into the ropes Ryo holds on and Nichols clotheslines him over the
top rope. Nogami quickly races over and attacks Nichols now all three men are
outside. Ryo and Nogami finally working as a team as the ref begins to count.
They lift up Nichols and plant him with a double atomic drop. Nogami rolls
into the ring as Ryo Marusaka grabs Nichols and places him back into the ring.
Ryo slides in and the ref is ordering one of them leave. Neither man will leave
the ring as they begin to put the boots to Nichols.
Tim:
This is going to be an assault! Nothing
less!
Joey:
I guess the Yakuza have taught these two pretty
good.
The ref throws his hands up
and now phsyically is trying to remove Mitsuhara Nogami from the ring. Nogami
pushes the ref aside as Ryo Marusaka continues to beat down Nichols in the ring.
Ryo points to the outside and Nogami grabs a chair. He places it in the middle
of the ring and Ryo grabs Nichols by the head he begins to yell at him in
japanese which can't be understood.
Tim:
This was a setup from the start! Nogami and
Marusaka wanted to soften up Nichols before the ppv!
Joey:
Well it
isn't too hard, we are only a week removed from the
PPV!
Marusaka grabs Nichols and
hits him with a DDT onto the chair. Nogami moves Nichols from the chair and
lifts him up. He irish whips Nichols into the ropes Nichols runs back and nails
him with a spear! Marusaka grabs the chair and tries to hit nichols who ducks
and kicks Marusaka in the stomach. He lifts him up on his shoulder. He yells and
nails the "Set it Extreme" The ref is in awe as he goes for the
pin.
1...
2...
Nogami with a last second save
breaks up the count! Nichols rolls over on his back breathing heavy. Nogami gets
to his feet holding his ribs. He grabs the chair and opens it up. He places it
in the middle of the ring. He changes his mind and then collapse the chair
placing it back in the center of the ring. He grabs Nichols and lands an
Enziguri. Nichols falls on his face as Nogami throws his hands
up.
Tim:
This could be
it!
Nogami grabs Nichols and
nails him with a Toky-O-Matic I onto the chair! Ryo Marusaka gets to his feet as
Nogami slides Nichols off the chair. Nogami goes for the pin but Ryo stops him.
He motions for Nogami to lift Nichols up. Ryo grabs Nichols and Nogami grabs the
chair. Nogami swings and Nichols drops down Nogami nails Marusaka with the chair
and then drops it in a daze of surprise! He looks down at Nichols and kicks him
in the head. He grabs the chair once more and nails Nichols square in the face!
Nogami makes the pin
1...
2...
3...!
Nogami gets up to see
a bloodied Ryo Marusaka and a defeated Will Nichols, he shrugs his shoulders and
exits the ring. As he reaches the top of the ramp "Faint" by Linkin Park plays
as Monto slowly walks out. Nogami stops in his steps as Monto pulls out a
mic.
Monto:
Seeing as tho some
people might say this was an unfair advantage to Ryo Marusaka. I will give Will
Nichols the benefit of the doubt. Leading into your PPV we will have a two out
of three style match. Next week will be Will Nichols vs Ryo Marusaka one on one,
The week after the same thing. At the PPV will be the deciding fall. ALSO! Next
week I am booking Razor in a match for "His" World title against MATT EDWARDS in
a Double Extreme tables match!
Monto leaves as Nogami exits the area. Marusaka and Nichols
both get to their feet and exit the ring when suddenly.
You Found me by the Fray begins to play over the speaker
system. The fans are unaware of what is going on, as the crowd comes to a
complete silence. At the top of of the ramp, two identical twins strut out from
the back. Both of them sport cocky smiles, as they make their way down the
ramp.
Joey:
Could this be the two
newest signees here in UWF?
Tim:
I believe it is...we learned of
Brock Hardwood signing these two individuals just last week.
Joey:
What are their names again?
Tim:
Ridge and Rex
Evans.
The two young men reach the bottom of the
ramp, as they both turn to look at one another. Both men charge at the ring, and
slide in, and quickly return to their feet. The fans still remain silent, as one
of the men request a microphone. A ring assistant quickly grabs a microphone
takes it to the man inside the ring.
Man:
Hello ladies and gentlemen. Hello fans of the
Ultraviolent Wrestling Federation. My name is Ridge Evans...and this handsome
devil standing beside me is my brother Rex.
The fans
begin to boo, as Rex somehow increases the size of the grin on his
face.
Ridge Evans:
Rex and I are a
hot upcoming tag team. Some may even call us the
best.
The fans hate Ridge's confidence, as they
increase the volume of the booing. Inside the ring Rex is scene taking the
microphone away from Ridge.
Rex Evans:
But see...Ridge and I have actually built and developed our skills and
talent...through the art of technical wrestling. Unlike all of these brain dead
idiots backstage, we don't have to result to using household items to inflict
pain to our opponents. We have real talent...Some say we have a
gift.
Ridge takes the microphone from
Rex.
Ridge Evans:
We are the two
newest signee's here in UWF. You see, never in a MILLION years would Rex or I
ever work in a shit fest like UWF, but Brock Hardwood gave us an offer we
couldn't refuse. Rex and I are here to clean up this shit fest, and turn it into
weekly entertainment worth watching.
Rex request his
own microphone, as he recieves it.
Rex
Evans:
And when we're done, the weekly entertain of "Blood and Guts" will
actually have standards and quality.
Ridge Evans:
Then you fans can
have the opportunity to watch classic wrestling! Instead of this street trash,
that you've grown to love. I have spent the past five years of my life training
to become a wrestler. Now at the age of 20, I am at my prime. My brother Rex has
never really been a big fan of wrestling until a few years ago when we started
out tag team career.
Rex Evans:
Our in ring ability alone is
phenomenal. But together we're quite sensational. So in this day and age..it's
only fitting that two young talented, good looking men were called upon to save
the UWF!
The fans are going crazy with their
booing.
Tim:
There might be a riot
here soon.
Joey:
Can someone cut their microphones off
please?
Ridge Evans:
So if you've failed to get the jist of what
we're saying...let me dumb it down for you. With today's tough economic
situation. You can think of us as the government bail out to the Ultraviolent
Wrestling Federation!
Rex Evans:
And to prove this! Next week we will
be in action. Because, in the past few weeks we've actually been tuneing in to
this weekly trash.
Ridge Evans:
We have indeed, and we have decided
to make an example out of every single member on the UWF roster.
Rex
Evans:
That's why, tonight we're laying out a challenge.
Ridge Evans:
Danny Exodus...next week Rex, and I or even both...challenge you to a
match.
Rex Evans:
And if you were wise...Mr. Exodus...then you would
accept this challenge for the next edition of Blood and Guts. Or
else.
Ridge & Rex Evans:
WE'LL MAKE YOU.
Both men drop the mics in the
ring, as the fans continue to boo. Ridge and Rex soak up all the attention, as
they roll out of the ring and head towards the back.
Tim:
Alright, they challenge is on the table...next week will
we see Danny Exodus vs. Ridge or Rex Evans....or even both!?
As Ridge and Rex are walking up the ramp. The lights
shut off and a blast of fire engulfs the stage area blocking Ridge and Rex. A
whisper is heard.
"Ring a Ring of roses, a pocket full of posies a tishoo
a tishoo. YOU BOTH FALL DOWN"
"Darkness which may be felt. Exodus, 10.
21" Appears on the screen in blood red lettering, before an evil laugh is heard
and the lights come back up. Rex and Ridge appear to be shaken. The lights
flicker as Rex and Ridge run to the back as the scene fades.