Heatwave opened with a surprisingly decent match between Striken & Delilah for the WpW World Title which started of tenative with Delilah taking early advantage but before the end Striken picked up the pace & finished off Delilah with a Struck Down @ the 12 minute mark Winner & Still WpW World Champion: Striken! CC: Allen, with all of the talk the past two weeks & the knowledge this would be Striken's last match in WpW, you have to give him credit for all he's done even if tonight was not spectacular. He's held the WpW World Title longer than anyone in history over a full year & beaten everyone he's faced in WpW. AR: He ended up earning the win over his challenger yet again & that is the name of the game. I hope we see him again some day. The WpW World Champion rolls out of the ring with the WpW World Title & walks up the aisle waving to the cheering fans, the face paint nearly gone from his face & somewhat an emotional look on his face. Striken gets to the exit & bends down & sets the WpW World title down. He points to the air above & gets up & leaves. The camera focuses on the metal ramp floor where the WpW World title lays. CC: The Heel bastard leaves WpW beloved. AR: He's earned it. It isn't a matter of "if" but when he is elected to the WpW Hall of Fame. CC: What a moment! AR: But my little flower this now begs the question. If Striken is no longer under WpW contract & not with WpW then who will be WpW World Champion? CC: The champion they said couldn't be beat is gone, now this opens the door for opportunity to those who felt they could not win the title & beat the champion. AR: But who will be the next champion & when? CC: I guess we'll have to wait & see like everyone else. We cut to the back and we see the back door leading outside open and suddenly Reno and Rude are tossed out of the door by security. Reno: Man, that security dude felt my breastasis!!! The fans laugh Rude: Homo... Not too much later we see Tseng being tossed out of the door and then we see OMR just walk out behind Tseng... Tseng rushes up as the door slams and starts banging on it. Reno: Why didn't you get thrown out like us? OMR: Me? And ruin my new $1500 suit? Rude: what are we gonna do now? OMR: I dunno... The camera pans over and we see a bar with the name 'Big Kev's' on it... OMR: I'm damn thirsty after all that... Reno: Induitabbly~!!! OMR: C'mon Tseng!!! I'll buy you a Captain!!! T: Grrr... Reno: what about Suprema? Rude: What about him? OMR: He'll be okay for tonight... let's go... The Powers walk to the bar... CC: Thank goodness we've seen the last of them tonight. AR: Yes, they've been banned from the building & will not be seen again. CC: Another wrestler we may not see again in WpW is Tag Champion, Enigma. He is not here tonight. He has "no-showed". Not appearing as advertised. He has left his partner to fend for himself. AR: Very unprofessional but WpW will endure with him. We wish Enigma luck in his future endeavors. The scene opens in a hallway in the back of the arena somewhere. The walls are painted white, and pallets of equipment fill the picture. Sitting beside one of the pallets, filled with large cardboard boxes, is Matt Daniels. A dark red T-shirt hangs on one shoulder, revealing his tanned muscular chest. Black tights, black knee pads, and black boots complete the ensemble. In his left hand is a roll of white athletic tape, and he is wrapping it around his right one. On the floor, in front of his boots, are the WpW Tag Team titles. Daniels: My burden will be ending very shortly. Very soon, the goofs of the oWo will take me out of my misery. I’m sure they will. My only fear is that they will think that because these belts, these miserable belts, will prevent me from giving me all that I have. Daniels finishes taping up the right hand, tears the tape, and starts wrapping the left one. Daniels: If they think that, then they know nothing about me. Nothing! If they think for a second, even just one second, that I’m going to walk down that aisle and just lay down, that I won’t pour out every fiber of my being into my fight, then they are dimmer than advertised. As Daniels finishes taping his wrists, he tosses the now empty roll into a trash can. Daniels: And even though my physical torment will be beginning shortly, my mental anguish will finally be vanishing. This dark cloud that has been following me around ever since we defeated Ruiz and Mann, is finally going to get that much bragged about silver lining. Tonight, I will be defeated. Daniels begins lacing up his boots, starting with the left. Daniels: And in this assured defeat comes victory. You see, no matter how hard they try, the oWo can’t break my will. They might be able to crush my body, but they are unable to dampen my spirits. Right now, I feel like a kid waiting for his parents to wake up so he can open his Christmas presents. I am finally getting rid of the anchors. He switches to the right boot. Daniels: Why are these bastions of tag team glory so cancerous to me? Why are, what should have brought me honor, brought nothing but strife, sorrow, and regret? Why? He stands up, and shrugs. Daniels: It doesn’t matter, does it? The pain these golden belts have brought me are about to be passed on. So my misery is ending. And a new day is beginning. And what was once yesterday’s nightmares are about to become distant memories. Daniels cocks his head to the left. Daniels: And no amount of scheming by SBK can change that. And no amount of unfunny comedy from Denn Mann will change that. And no amount of skanky wannabe porn stars can even scratch the surface of that. Yeah, I said it. That’s some funny as…, nope. That is just a Foregone Conclusion. So, all I ask of you, which ever two of you decide to wrestle me, is that you be relentless. Be ruthless. Be callous. Daniels smiles, then slowly shakes his head. Daniels: Because if you don’t, if you just bring the same intensity you have during your promos, or even during the last GoldPush, then my nightmare will continue. It is simple, oWo, if you don’t step it up, I will defeat you. And then I’ll be stuck climbing up that hill, pushing that boulder, only to watch it roll back down again. Wake me up from this nightmare! Take these belts from me! Please! Daniels bows his head standing up tall & walks past the camera as he holds the tag belts as the camera fades. CC: You heard it, there isn't much suspense when the champion is asking for the titles to be taken from him but Next up, we have the WpW Tag Team championship on the line. There is a lot of baggage associated with this match. Will Enigma be here to help Matt Daniels defend? Answer seems to be no. Which members of the oWo will be competing? That answer is unknown but the betting is on Tony Ruiz & Roland Peck, If Novo Fas loses, will they ever be seen in WpW again? AR: There is no love lost between Novo Fas and the oWo. And the oWo, you know that chicanery and all measures of hijinx will be involved. CC: But Mann retired due to bad knees. AR: Did you have a point? CC: I guess not. “This is your life” by Switchfoot plays over the speakers. On the Tron flashes ‘Matt Daniels’. Smoke slowly rises from the stage. Then, Matt Daniels slowly walks to the front of the stage, a grimace on his face. He scans the audience, first the left, then the right, then his eyes fix their gaze on the ring. Deliberately, he walks toward the ring, a look of despair on Daniels' face. Almost all the way down the ramp, he turns back up to the stage, like he is hoping Eric Wiles will follow him out. Finally, he turns back to the ring, and pulls himself in. He walks over to the opposite side of the ring, grabs the ropes, and shakes them. Then he turns back around, scans the crowd again, and motions for the oWo to come out. RA: Introducing first, representing Novo Fa… Daniels grabs the mic from her, and speaks. Daniels: Novo Fas is dead! I am here as Matt Daniels, and Matt Daniels only. And I will be defending these belts by myself. He tosses the microphone back to Roxy, and she shrugs and starts the introduction again. RA: Introducing first the current WpW Tag Team Champion of the World, Matt Daniels. “Bad to the Bone” begins to play as the oWo video begins to play on the WpWTron. A few minutes pass as the crowd is waiting to see who will represent the oWo in this contest. When all of the sudden Tony Ruiz staggers out and raises his hands in the air. He then turns towards the entrance and points while Roland Peck steps out and does a few crotch chops to the crowd who is now booing the two. They make their way to the ring pointing and laughing at Daniels on their way down. Daniels, sitting in the far corner, impatiently awaiting the oWo to finish their head games, and start the match. Ruiz is first in, and he mocks Daniels, pretending to be crying. Daniels just stands. CC: Daniels doesn’t look to be letting the antics of Ruiz get to him. AR: Yet. Ruiz and Daniels circle, and Daniels grabs Ruiz with a collar and elbow tie up. The taller Ruiz, with the added leverage, is able to get over Daniels, forcing him to a knee. Daniels muscles up, and gets back to both feet, and attempts to execute a go behind on Ruiz. Ruiz, though, refuses to let go with the collar and elbow. Finally, Ruiz gets the better of Daniels, and sends Daniels to the mat with an arm drag. CC: Ruiz gets the early advantage on Daniels. Peck calls to Ruiz, and points to his boot. Ruiz pulls Daniels up, and slings him into the oWo corner. Daniels slides under the bottom rope, and the outstretched leg of Peck. Peck turns around, but Daniels grabs a hold of him, and pulls his legs off the ring apron, sending him throat first onto the top rope, before rebounding off and landing awkwardly on the cement on the outside. CC: Daniels with the first high impact move! Daniels rolls back into the ring, but Ruiz attacks him before he can stand. Boot after boot into the shoulder, chest, face, and abdomen of Daniels! Ruiz pulls Daniels up, and suplexes him down onto the mat. Ruiz, taunting Daniels and the crowd, slowly walks over to the oWo corner, and tags in Peck, who looks very angry. CC: Peck looks like he wants revenge! Peck sprints over to Daniels, and pulls him to his knees. Roland then runs to the opposite ropes, rebounds off, and hits a strong running knee to the temple of Daniels. Peck taunts Daniels, then picks him up, and bodyslams him down. Peck, following through, grabs Daniels left arm, and locks in an armbar. Daniels writhes in pain, before getting his bearings back, and rolling over onto his chest. Daniels manages to get a knee up, then the other, and tries to stand. Somehow, Daniels is able to stand, with Peck still latched onto his left arm, and lifts Peck up. CC: Daniels looks like he is going for a powerbomb! Daniels gets Peck into the air, and starts to powerbomb him, when Peck releases the armbar, and HURRICANRANA’S DANIELS BY THE ARM, sending Daniels in a slump to the corner! CC: Unorthodox move by Peck, saving himself from that powerbomb! AR: Peck proving he is more than just greasy hair and toilet humor! Peck doesn’t relent on Daniels, and charges into the corner, and nails Daniels in the face with a RUNNING DROPKICK! Daniels is dazed, and falls to the mat, on his side. Peck lays in with boots to the left arm of Daniels, and then grabs that arm. Peck drags Daniels to the oWo, and tags in Ruiz. Ruiz and Peck both start laying into the left arm of Daniels, until the referee starts counting for the disqualification. At four, Peck goes outside. Ruiz pulls Daniels to his feet, grabs him, lifts him up, and slams him down to the mat with a QUICK SPINEBUSTER! CC: The oWo has thus far been relentless on the outnumbered Daniels! Daniels grabs the ropes, and tries to pull himself. But, just as he gets to a knee, Ruiz charges in and nails Daniels’ back with a DIVING ELBOW! Daniels slumps down, holding his back with his right arm. Ruiz, ever the predator, grabs Daniels, by the left arm, hauls him up, spins around, and tosses Daniels over the top rope with a FALLAWAY SLAM! CC: Holy Cow! Ruiz might have just killed Daniels! Peck quickly jumps off the ring apron, and runs over to Daniels, and lays into him with quick elbows. In the ring, Ruiz has the referee distracted, allowing Peck to do whatever to Daniels on the outside. Peck, relentless, continues to pound on the wounded Daniels. Finally, the ref turns around, right as Peck ducks under his line of sight, not allowing the zebra shirted official to see him! Ruiz rolls out of the ring, as the ref begins counting. Ruiz lifts Daniels up, and slings him into the guardrail. Daniels hits the steel hard with his back, and Ruiz charges in and lays Daniels out with a hard clothesline! Ruiz pulls Daniels back up, and rolls him into the ring as the referee hits 7. Ruiz rolls in, and tags in Peck. Peck quickly rushes over to the still down Daniels, and connects with a fast legdrop onto Daniels’ left shoulder. Peck quickly gets back up to his feet, lays a few boots onto the injured arm of Daniels, and then pulls Daniels to his feet. CC: This match has turned into a slaughter. It has been all oWo, almost from the outset. AR: Well, my little chickadee, one wounded man can only hope to survive against such odds. CC: I don’t know if Matt Daniels can survive this. He has taken a brutal beating already, and the oWo doesn’t look nearly done yet. With the groggy Daniels on his feet, Peck quickly kicks Daniels in his gut, forcing Daniels to his knees, grasping for every breath. With vicious force, Peck kicks Daniels straight in the face, with a precise SIDEKICK! Daniels head snaps back, and his body falls onto his back. Blood is pouring from Daniels’ nose, clearly broken. CC: What a kick to the face by Peck! Daniels’ nose is broken, and his blood is pooling on the mat! AR: I felt the force of that kick all the way up here! Peck taunts Daniels, and mocks him by holding his nose. Daniels rolls onto his chest, and crawls toward the ropes. Peck saunters over to the oWo corner, and tags in Ruiz. Daniels pulls himself up to his knees, with the aid of the ropes, but Ruiz stops his progress with double axe handle to the back of the Daniels neck, dropping him to the mat. Ruiz grabs Daniels right leg, and pulls him away from the ropes. In the middle of the ring, Ruiz covers Daniels… CC: The first pin attempt of the match! 1… 2… KICKOUT! CC: Somehow Daniels found the strength to kick out! Ruiz, smiles, and stands up. He motions to Peck, who comes into the ring. The ref stops Peck, and the two argue. Ruiz, while the ref is distracted, reaches into his boot and pulls out a length of cord, and wraps it around Daniels throat, choking him with it. AR: Ruiz with an international object, choking Daniels! CC: There is no need for that! AR: And yet, my flower, there it is. For what seems like minutes, and with Daniels face turning a dark purple, Ruiz finally releases the cord, and stuffs it in his tights. Peck finally goes back out, and the referee turns around. Ruiz covers… 1… 2… KICKOUT! CC: Daniels kicks out! Ruiz, now with a glare on his face, stands up, and picks up Daniels. Ruiz flings Daniels to the oWo corner, Peck grabs Daniels’ arms, and Ruiz charges in, and levels Daniels with a RUNNING BACK ELBOW! Ruiz points to the top turnbuckle, and Peck removes the padding. Ruiz grabs Daniels head, and slams it into the unprotected steel cables! Then again, and again, and again! Daniels slumps to the mat, his forehead a bloody mess! Ruiz taunts Daniels, and tags in Peck. CC: This is just disgusting what the oWo is doing to Daniels! Somebody needs to stop this! Peck lifts Daniels onto the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, then climbs it himself. With the grace and balance of a cat, Peck hooks his legs around Daniels’ head, and HURRICANRANA’S him to the outside! CC: Holy Shi… AR: Shiner! CC: That wasn’t what I was going to say, Allen. AR: There are children watching! Ruiz climbs to the top turnbuckle, and flies off, crushing the downed Daniels with a BIG SPLASH! Peck, rolls back into the ring, and the referee begins counting Daniels out. Ruiz lifts Daniels up, and carries him over to the timekeepers table, and places the bleeding man atop it. Peck races to the far ropes, bounces off, and flies over the ropes, absolutely destroying Daniels with a SUMMERSAULT ROPE FLIP LEG DROP, onto the throat of Daniels! And, the table breaks in half! CC: Roland Peck just killed Matt Daniels! Ruiz grabs Daniels, and rolls him back in. Peck taunts to the crowd, and right as the ref’s count hits 9, he climbs onto the ring apron, and vaults in, dropping an elbow onto the sternum of Daniels. Peck is quickly back up to his feet, and just as quickly is back on Daniels, locking on a CHICKENWING onto the already injured left arm of Daniels. Daniels writhes in pain, and reaches for the ropes with his leg. Ruiz dashes into the ring, and stomps on the outstretched leg of Daniels, stopping the attempt by the Windy City Warrior to break reach the ropes. The referee quickly forces Ruiz out, but Ruiz argues with the ref, letting Peck get his legs onto the second rope, adding more leverage to the chickenwing. Daniels slams down his leg in pain and frustration. Ruiz finally goes out, and the ref turns around right as Peck’s legs land back on the mat. The ref asks Daniels if he wants to quit, and Daniels soundly says ‘NO!’. Peck eventually releases the debilitating submission hold, and pounds the wounded arm with a few kicks before going over and tagging back in Ruiz. Ruiz, with the swagger one would expect from champion, casually walks over to Daniels, and picks him up. CC: How much more can Daniels take? He has been brutalized since this match began. AR: He did say that this is what the oWo would do to him. CC: That doesn’t make it any less painful, or less painful to watch. Ruiz lifts Daniels over his shoulder, and drops Daniels down onto his knee with the left shoulder. Daniels grabs the left arm, and holds it, but Ruiz is relentless and applies a CROSS-ARM BREAKER to the injured appendage. Daniels screams in pain, as Ruiz wrenches the arm. CC: With that arm as injured as it is, and how tightly Ruiz has that crossarm breaker cinched in, Daniels might have no choice but to tap out. AR: That would be two consecutive matches for him to tap out! Daniels reaches with his right arm for the ropes, but they are too far. Ruiz yells for Daniels to tap out, and the ref asks him. Daniels refuses, and swings his right arm over, and slams down on Ruiz’s knee. Ruiz, a little unprepared for the desperation blow, loses some of his leverage and allows Daniels to twist his body, grab an ankle, and lock in the MATT LOCK leg laced ankle lock! CC: What a counter by Daniels! Ruiz screams in pain, and reaches for the ropes, but Daniels twists the other way, preventing the Miami club owner and operator from reaching them. Sweat beads on Ruiz’s face, and the pain is evident. CC: What a shocking turn of events! Daniels has his Matt Lock tightly on, and Ruiz has nowhere to go. He might have to tap out! But, Peck rushes in and breaks the debilitating hold with a well placed elbow drop onto the now red masked face of Matt Daniels. Daniels rolls over onto his chest, but Peck lands another elbow, this one to the upper spine. Ruiz stands up, clearly favoring his right ankle, and slaps Peck’s shoulder, and points out to the outside. Peck nods, and hops over the ropes. The ref jaws with Peck for a second, clearly upset at his interference. While unobserved, Ruiz rolls Daniels over and presses a boot down onto the throat of Daniels, applying all his body weight. Daniels gasps for breaths that aren’t coming, and weakly chops at the right ankle, but the chops have no effect. On the outside, Peck pulls a table out from under the ring, and leans it up against the steel barricades. He also grabs the title belts, and holds them. The referee turns back around, apparently frustrated at the lack of obedience by Peck, and sees Ruiz choking Daniels with his boot. He instantly starts counting, and gets to 4 before Ruiz steps off of Daniels’ throat. Ruiz shrugs, as if he doesn’t know what the official is talking about, and lifts Daniels up, and throws him to the ropes, where the weary fighter slumps onto. The referee starts yelling at Ruiz, who just ignores him. Peck slides in, and the referee tells him to return to his corner. Peck ignores, daring the referee to force him physically. Te ref gets right up in Peck’s face! CC: The referee is finally demonstrating some authority! While the ref is looking at Peck, Ruiz picks up Daniels, and throws him onto the referee, knocking the WpW official out! AR: That wasn’t necessary! Peck smiles, and Ruiz picks up Daniels, and holds him up. Peck takes the tag belts, fastens them around Daniels’ throat, and nods, an evil grin upon his face. Ruiz pulls Daniels over by the ropes, lifts him up, and OUTSIDER EDGE’S him over the ropes THROUGH THE TABLE! Daniels head snaps against the barricade, and he out! CC: That was totally unnecessary! Ruiz just tossed Daniels through the table from over the ropes! They probably could have gotten the pin before that! AR: And don’t forget that they fastened those belts around Daniels’ throat! There is probably some significant message there. If one was looking for one, that is. CC: Message? That wasn’t a message, that was just another insult added to Daniels’ injuries! Peck ascends the top turnbuckle, taunts Daniels, and then jumps off, connecting with a KNEE DROP off the top turnbuckle! Wasting no momentum, he grabs Daniels, and forces his face down onto the broken table with an X-FACTOR! Satisfied with the damage dealt, Peck rolls Daniels back into the ring. CC: When will this beating end? Ruiz slaps the ref’s face, waking him. As soon as the referee wakes, Ruiz covers the brutalized, beaten, and bloodied Daniels. The ref still very groggy, slowly makes his count! CC: This has to be it! 1… 2… KICKOUT! CC: OH MY GOODNESS! Somehow Daniels kicked out! Ruiz, clearly frustrated, picks Daniels up, and slings him to the oWo corner. Ruiz lifts Daniels onto the top turnbuckle, climbs it himself, and OTHER EDGE’S him from the top turnbuckle to the hard mat below! Ruiz covers! 1… 2… KICKOUT! CC: How much more can this man take?! Ruiz, with a desperate look, reaches out and tags in Peck. Peck quickly jumps in, and lays the boots to Daniels. After ten or twenty hard kicks, he slings Daniels back to the oWo corner, tags in Ruiz, and the both lift Daniels up to the turnbuckle. CC: What could be next? Both members of the oWo climb up, Ruiz lifts Daniels up for another Outsider Edge, this one reversed, though. Peck grabs Daniels head, and leaps as Ruiz vaults off and tosses Daniels, connecting with a SUPER REVERSE OTHER EDGE/SUPER X-FACTOR COMBO! CC: NO! That was just brutal! AR: Innovative, if not crippling! Peck climbs to the top turnbuckle, and sits, as Ruiz makes the cover. 1… 2… 3… CC: Well, The oWo absolutely decimated what remains of Novo Fas… AR: Now Candace, you heard Matt Daniels, Novo Fas is dead. CC: They might have killed Matt Daniels! AR: But, it took everything they had, and even more before he was finally pinned. CC: Daniels showed heart, but the oWo showed killer instinct. And they are the new WpW tag team champions of the world! AR: And well deserved, in my opinion. In the ring, the referee lifts Ruiz’s arm in victory, but he pulls it away, and tosses the referee down. Peck rolls out, grabs the belts, and reaches under the ring, and grabs two cylindrical objects. CC: What is this? Peck gets back into the ring, and tosses one of the objects to Ruiz, who kicks Daniels over onto his back, and begins spray painting the letters ‘O W O’ onto the back of Daniels. The crowd rings out in a chorus of boos yet again as Dennis Mann is spotted at the entrance ramp. AR: Looks like we’ve got company. CC: This can’t be good for Daniels. AR: What’s that in Mann’s hands? Dennis Mann is seen laughing as he points to Peck and raises a toliet seat lid high in the air. He makes his way down to the ring and hands the toilet seat lid to Peck who in turns starts to beat Daniels with it. Tony then takes it from Peck and who places the lid around the neck of the fallen Daniels. Ruiz then places Daniels in the corner and points to Peck. Roland runs towards Daniels and does the bronco buster. CC: This is just sick. AR: More toilet humor from the oWo. Peck then turns around and sticks his butt in the face of Daniels and farts. Tony is just laughing and pointing in the middle of the ring as Peck is fanning his butt. CC: This is just wrong! Why couldn’t they just take their belts and celebrate in the back? AR: They are clearly remarking their territory, my little naïve rose pedal. Ruiz points to Roxy Adams, and then motions to the belts. He obviously wants her to announce them as the victors. She reluctantly grabs the microphone, and speaks. RA: Your winners, and NEW WpW Tag Team Champions of the World, Roland Peck, Tony Ruiz, the oWo… CC: I cannot believe some of these fans like the brand of humor the oWo bring to WpW. AR: To each his own my little flower. We cut to 'Big Kev's' Bar and Grill just across the street from Heatwave. We see the normal bar scene... whiskey and women, pool and fun, and we sift over to the bar where OMR and The TPA are sitting... we hear 'Play Somethin' Country' by Brooks N dunn playing on the Jukebox as OMR nearly passes out from a few shots of Jack. Reno, Rude and Tseng laugh. Rude: Man, talk about someone who can't hold his liquor!!! BAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Reno: I know, the only person I know of who can't last more than 4 rounds with Jose is his daddy!!! Reno laughs like a jackass, Rude give him a mean stare. Rude: He's drinkin Jack, dummy!!! Reno: Oh... OMR passes out at the bar, and we see Tseng drinking Captain Morgan. Rude: Already sailed away with Captain Morgan? Reno: And will never hit dry land? Rude: Dork... T: I wish I knew what to do, but since OMR's payin... I guess I'll take the night off... Suddenly, the barkeep walks up, we can't see his face, but we recognize the voice... so do The Turks... Reno and Rude look spooked. Reno: OMAGOSH!!! Rude: Hey, aren't you... barkeep: Yeah yeah yeah... it's me... Reno: I thought you were still in the business... barkeep: I was, until that damn booker Br... Rude: Need not say his name... barkeep: He started loosing his fan base... I guess you could say he's not as good as he once was... Rude: Everyone knew that though... barkeep: So I've been working at my here bar ever since... what bout you boys? Reno: Well, OMR here just made his return to the wrestling spotlight tonight, and now he's kicked out of the PPV just next door... barkeep: REALLY?!?!? Rude: Let's just say he had an 'altercation'... barkeep: Sounds like you guys could use some muscle to throw those guys around... Rude: That would be great... barkeep: Why don't we wake your boss up and let's see what we can't work out... Reno: Wake up! OMR: What? Rude: What we gonna do? OMR: You woke me up to ask that? A man in a green suit walks into the door & extends a handshake to OMR. Ted Chance: My name is Ted. Its been some years since I've been on TV, a few years, a few pounds, You want back into the arena? Consider these passes to the Luxury box a goodwill gesture. The TPA & OMR perk up from the offer and we fade. CC: It looks like they are going to be coming back. Backstage in the OFFICE Roy Lee, DVA & Greg White are meeting. Roy Lee: I kicked those bums out tonight because Heatwave is supposed to be for our Main event talent. DVA: Greg, I do not like the brands of N.E.W. & ML entertainment you are trying to turn WpW into. Greg"Great"White: Call me Great. DVA: I don't think so. You are not fooling me. Since becoming General Manager you've cancelled Elevation, brought in ML talent from your dead wrestling company your wife owned & now you're signing all these N.E.W. small-timers. Roy Lee: She's got a point. Greg"Great"White: So you're against me now too Roy? Roy Lee: Damnit Greg, you make it easy to dislike you the way you're openly trying to destroy WpW in favor of ML & N.E.W. Greg"Great"White: The MLers & NEWers have talent & are Great! Roy Lee: We're here to discuss the WpW World Title. DVA: Why don't we let the #1 Contender Match decide the new WpW World Champion. Roy Lee: Who actually made David Capital vs SBK the #1 Contender Match? Greg"Great"White: I think Shawn just made the challenge & it's a great match-up that WpW fans have wanted to see. DVA: He's right, it's going to be something to see who wants it more. Roy Lee: It's the next match & while we have heard from David Capital that his best is coming for this match I think he may be up against more than he can chew from the fellow Texan. DVA: I think David can do it. Greg"Great"White: It should be great. The scene cuts back to the ring where CC & Allen hype up the upcoming match. A Graphics & Video is shown covering the WpW careers of David Capital & Shawn Stryker & the fact they've never faced before until tonight. The scene cuts back to the ring & oWo's Shawn Stryker makes his entrance to the ring, Roxy Adams then introduces David Capital who walks to the ring. He enters, the referee steps between the two wrestlers as they get face to face, there is some words eXchanged between one another the referee steps out from their way & calls for the bell, *DING DING*, David Capital goes in for a lock-up but SBK ducks it going behind him David turns around & is caught hard in the face by Stryker's superkick, SBK drops down for a pin on Capital the ref immediately drops down, 1,2,3! CC: That's it? AR: He got him that fast & decisive? RA: Your winner SBK Shawn Stryker! CC: That was uneXpected. AR: Very. From both of them. The scene cuts back to the OFFICE where Roy, DVA & Greg watched the match. Greg"Great"White: How quick was that? DVA: I don't know. Roy Lee: I'll have my interns look into to see if that is a record for WpW. Greg"Great"White: That cannot be our WpW World Title match. Let's announce that on the debut of XL, we crown a new WpW World Champion? DVA: Let's announce on the next GoldPush to kick off the annual Gold Push World Tour, a tournament exclusively on Goldpush World tour to crown a new WpW World Champion with Striken no longer under contract. The Title is vacant & Goldpush World Tour we begin to find the next champion! Roy Lee: I like it hunny. I like it alot! DVA: Thank you Roy! Greg"Great"White: I don't like it. XL is not a second rate show. I'm the GM in WpW, you're just board members of the BOD! Roy Lee: Who hired you? Greg"Great"White: I am not here for this conversation! DVA: It's because we're right. Roy Lee: Let's compromise. Greg"Great"White: Let's not. Roy Lee: If you want it that way, You do XL the way you want, with who you want & we'll do Goldpush how we want. Greg"Great"White: I plan to do XL the way I want. Roy Lee: Stay in the United States during the GoldPush World Tour. You aren't welcome. Greg"Great"White: Great. Fine with me. I'll be in Charlotte North Carolina in October for the debut of XL. DVA: And we'll be adding the "World" to World Pro Wrestling, traveling from Japan to Germany to England. Roy Lee: & now to settle the WpW World title vacancy. Greg"Great"White: If you'll excuse me, I have a more important World Title to attend to. CC: It looks like things are getting heated between the office members. AR: This has been brewing for weeks. CC: It sure has. The scene cuts again back to backstage where Monique is setting up for a backstage interview with TDP. TDP has his arm in a sling from the attack of Novo Fas last Goldpush. He has various cuts to the head but despite all of this he has a grin on his face. TDP has his All Time Television Title over his left shoulder, wiping off dust from it. Monique: Powers, tonight you were unable to compete or defend your title. You come here however with no job to be fulfilled, what is the news you must share? TDP: I am not going to let bombshell be dropped so soon in this interview. I’ll see if you can guess it. Remember, I haven’t been able to have much say in these past few weeks. Monique: Since your arrival and ‘rebirth’ you have been able to beat legends such as Delilah and David Capital. TDP grins, knowing what is coming up. Monique: Both of these two have had opportunities to contend for the WpW World Title, leaving you with just the Television Title. TDP: First of all, this title over my shoulder isn’t just a title. It is THE title of the WpW. Every federation out there, either professional or Indy has all the same championship belts. But WpW is the only federation that I know of that allows uncontracted wrestlers and any man or woman to contend for it. It is the hardest title to defend with it being up for grabs almost every week. But with all that said and done I must say that I have been given the short end of the stick. It is easy to see that I deserve a shot at the highest ranking title in WpW. I have beaten three superstars to retrieve a shot at the title, only to be taken away. One of these superstars ended up with my title shot. I have beaten a man for his own title, resulting in him getting a number one contenders shot. But I won’t complain yet, I will prove myself until there is no other person to give the title shot to. Monique: Both of these superstars you speak of are competing tonight, will you watch these matches or will you take no interest. TDP: In my pocket is a ticket that I bought myself. It is not a front row seat but a seat on the second level. Tonight I will watch the show in a fans perspective. I will watch the whole show, including the main event and the number one contenders match. Monique: Your injury has put you out this week but what about the next few weeks? TDP: Tonight will be the only night that Tommy Powers doesn’t compete for a long time. Next show, be it ML XL or Goldpush, you will see Tommy D. Powers defending his All Time Television Title. Monique: Your injury, Novo Fas, that it. Is the main reason you’re out here Novo Fas? TDP: You got it Monique, well done. I am here to make one major announcement. Novo Fas, you put me out of action due to injury for the first time in my career. I was on a roll and everyone knew it, even you. My game has dropped and my hard work has become worthless. Enigma may have gone but I don’t care, I want a match against Novo Fas at November Reign. Matt Daniels, you better hope Enigma comes back to help you because it looks like it will just be me and you. CC: It's good to see the All-Time TV champion here tonight. AR: Yes it is & if you look up there in the luxury boxes there are several other wrestlers in the boxes. The camera pans up to show Wrestling Great 11-Time World Champion Phil Exel & a Luxury box full of models & behind them high-fiving Exel is none other than Miami Heat Center Shaquille O'Neal. Another nearby Luxury box two spots down has OMR, TPA-Reno & Rude drinking & partying, and still another Luxury box has WpW's newest signing Austin Longhorn sitting quietly with what looks to be Florida Gov Jeb Bush? CC: The big names are out tonight in Miami for Heatwave but before our next match we'd like to take a serious look @ what we can do to help the Hurricane ravaged Gulf Coast. A video is shown of the damage done to the Gulf Coast during Hurricane Katrina & Rita, a small bit of footage is shown from a telethon where WpW's own SBK & Former WpW World Champion Dynamic Dynamite urged viewers to help the relief effort. A phone number is then shown on the screen where you may send donations. CC: That was a touching video. AR: It seems as though the relief effort has no bounds as WpW stars past & present are willing to help the cause. CC: I concur. AR: But it's time to get back to action & it's time for a World title match. Graphics are shown highlighting the ML World Title Match. The arena is set into a state of total darkness! Kid Rock's "F*ck YOU Blind" then begins blaring over the p.a. system. The fans watching at home do not hear the word " F*ck " It is edited out with no sound. A few moments pass as the fans wonder where Firebomb is! Then with out warning, a huge wall of fire shots out of the entranceway! As soon as the smoke starts to clear somebody steps into the entranceway. A spotlight shines on them! The crowd begins booing and throwing trash at Firebomb along with two lovely ladies come out wearing ML t shirts tie into a knot right below there breast He wearing Red Tights White boots and a t shirt on the front the "ML logo" on the back it says "It's Great" and a picture of Greg White he walks to the ring; he looks back and sees all together wall of fire burst up through the ramp way! Then every thirty feet or so, a burst of flame will erupt from the floor along with two lovely ladies come out wearing tight red dresses instead of going to the ring he is headed to were Candice Callaway and Allen Rozell are seated CC: This guy makes me sick Allen. AR: Be cool My little flower cause he is coming over here. FB: Shut up Rozell if I wanted any shit from a AARP member I would read the news letter. AR: At least you can read. It's well documented you can't write or spell. Firebomb throws something at Allen Rozell who backs away from the table taking his headset with him. Candice Callaway stands up and confronts Firebomb FB: You a fucking slut that's jealous because I won't give you the time of day. CC: I could have you fired Firebomb, it is afterall in your name. FB: Shut up Slut! CC: Come to Goldpush, I'll see to it personally. FB: You can't do shit in WpW, you're just a lowly commentator You can't even do that well. CC: You're one to talk about not doing things well you illiterate musclehead! Firebomb pulls Candice Callaway shirt and looks down it she responds by slapping Firebomb square on the face. Firebomb Throws her but Candice shirt rips and stays in Firebomb hand as the camera shows his running back stage in her bra Then..."IM BACK" begins playing and out steps Greg"Great"White. AR: Now you are going to get it you crossed the line. GW: You people are great! You really are and so is Firebomb. I'm not one to fire anyone wanting to work. So Firebomb You get a contract extension The boo and start to throw empty cups at Greg"Great"White and Firebomb GW: Turns out this show needs some ML to get it really going. You have champions walking out of WpW after being champ a whole year, you have champions backstage yelling take my title, forever more! You have a luxury box full of names from politicians to sports figures to newcomers to legends. You can thank me for delivering the great to WpW, you can thank the two board members backstage for the Champions jumping off the WpW ship because ML is here now & it's time for a Great World Championship match & it's also time for a great commentator, the only man other than me who should call this next match....Now Welcome the voice of ML Peter Saenger!!!!!!! Peter Saenger walks out & is met with some applause. GW: Oh yea, and Allen Rozell I will talked to you later about a retirement severance package. Greg"Great"White and Peter Saenger put on the head sets and The crowd begins to get on their feet as the opening cords of "Not Falling" by Mudvayne hits the public address system. GW: This Is GREAT the return of ML Petey boy. PS: I should of stayed retired if I am associated with you again. GW: That wasn't pretty to say. PS: At least you didn't call me "pretty". GW: Even though you are the fan's favorite commentator in ML history & we never got along, you belong here. PS: Because we never got along you thought of keeping me out of ML's return, that's "petty". GW: Pretty, Petty, Petey. Firebomb is waiting by the entrance for Simon Terry but SST surprises Firebomb by jumping him from behind by coming out threw the fans. Simon Throws Firebomb threw the curtain and the two begin to brawl backstage, exchanging rights and lefts Simon whips Firebomb into the craft food service table. GW: This is GREAT !! PS: I am Glad I eat before coming out here. GW: You mean "ate". PS: Yes, Firebomb must have put words into my mouth. GW: Not great, at least he can wrestle. PS: That's about all. GW: Shut up He's great! Firebomb throws a punch bowl at Simon Terry but misses and Simon takes a toaster oven and bashes Firebomb with it and Firebomb Falls down. Simon Terry then picks up Firebomb and carries him to the ring. He then presses Firebomb over the top rope from the outside making Firebomb land hard on his face. PS: Look at that power of Simple Simon Terry. GW: It's Great, But Firebomb has the fire under him For the ML World Championship PS: He ate mexican for dinner? GW: Firebomb & Mexican together in the same sentence is a touchy topic. PS: Oops, I forgot, we don't want lawsuits. Firebomb still down Simon Terry mounts the top rope and comes down with a leg drop. Simon Terry covers 1 2 KICK OUT! GW: I don't care how Great you are No one is going pin the Firebombing pimp that easy. PS: these Two do not care much for each othis. GW: What did you say? PS: Other. I meant other, Firebomb is influencing me it seems. GW: I thought you were refering to your old tag team partner Olav. PS: Let's just call the match. GW: Great! Simon Terry whips Firebomb into the ropes and Firebomb returns full force with a closeline. Sending Simon Terry down to the mat. Firebomb Jumps behind and locks on a Anaconda Choke hold and Simon Terry quickly rolls over to the ropes before Firebomb could clinch it in. Simon Terry charges at Firebomb and takes him down. Simon Terry buries his head next to firebombs hip on the mat to control his hips and does a 270 head spin to side mount. And picks up Firebomb dropping him on his neck into a pining combo 1 2 KICK OUT! Simon Terry over powers Firebomb again dropping him on his neck into a pining combo 1 2 KICK OUT! Firebomb pokes Simon Terry in the eyes that forces him to release the side mount and grabs Simon Terry shoulder and throws him. PS: This has turned more into a mat match GW: Firebomb threw Simon Terry like he wanted to send him through the earth all the way to China. PS: She's here too tonight? GW: No. The country. Simon Terry gets up and Firebomb charges at him They start to exchange blows again, both men throwing rights and lefts. Simon Terry locks on a side headlock and throws Firebomb into the ropes Simon Terry kicks Firebomb in the knees on his return. Simon Terry then lands a Russian leg sweep sending Firebomb back into the mat face fist Simon Terry covers. 1 KICK OUT! Simon Terry pulls Firebomb up and Firebomb goes for the triangle choke hold Simon Terry fights the hold by keeping his head up, making him resistant to the triangle Firebomb transitions to a standing armbar. GW: Look at the way Firebomb changes the hold its GREAT! PS: Simon Terry Not allowing Firebomb the proper position helped. Firebomb locks Simon Terry legs around his body in The figure-4 back mount while keeping the standing armbar applied . The referee checks on this submission hold of Firebombs. PS: This must hurt some kind of modified MMA hold. GW: You would know you were a wrestler. PS: You could be. How about I suggest seeing you get put in a match against Simon Terry? GW: No one would buy that as a match. Simon Terry falls back landing on Firebomb braking the hold . Firebomb and Simon Terry do some basic mat wrestling to try and the upper hand Simon Terry has Firebomb in the head mount Simon Terry laces his right arm under Firebomb's left arm. Posting his left arm on the mat, Simon Terry slides behind Firebomb. Simon Terry places his right foot under Firebomb's chin Simon Terry slides his left knee up so that his shin rests on the left side of Firebomb's body, with his knees pinched together. Simon Terry slides his left arm under Firebomb's arm also. Keeping his chest close to Firebomb's arm, Simon Terry falls to his back. Pinching his knees together, Simon Terry raises his hips and pulls down on Firebomb's arm to finish the submission. Referee checks for a tap By Firebomb manages to grab the ropes and slides out of the ring. PS: Simple Simon Terry is beating Firebomb at his own game. GW: This is not Great at all. Firebomb looks pissed. Simon Terry goes outside and Firebomb grabs a chair and swings but missed and Simon lands a drop kick sending Firebombs face into the chair. Simon Terry throws Firebomb into the ring. Firebomb gets up and Simon Terry gets into the ring Starts throwing some Russian hooks land fast hooks with the left and right busting open Simon Terry. Firebomb then whips Simon Terry into the ropes and when SST returns plants him with a drop kick Firebomb covers. 1 2 KICK OUT! PS: Simon Terry has lit a fire under Firebomb. GW: The ML World Championship is what these guys want so bad. Firebomb lock in a Full Nelson onto Simon Terry and then Bridges into a Suplex pinning combo 1 2 KICK OUT! Firebomb Pulls up Simon Terry. And Simon lands a right and Firebomb returns it back. Firebombs leg goes up and over the hands then whips down on Simon Terry's head. PS: A round house that is chambered really high and goes up and then down at an angle. Or as some would call it the Brazillian Kick. 1 2 KICK OUT! GW: Simon Terry kicked out of that one. PS: I don't see how it's possible. Simon makes it to his feet. Firebomb helps SST up by his hair. Simon begins as round of kidney punches to Firebomb. PS: Simon's giving it all he has right now. Simon grabs Firebomb by the tights and throws him into the turnbuckle. GW: That could buy SST some time. PS: These two are putting on one hell of a match. GW: That, Peter, is what ML is all about. That's why I wanted to grace the presence of XL to the WPW. PS: I'm sure the fans will thank you for it Greg. Simon begins to build up more momentum now, charging Firebomb with a spear. Simon goes up to the top turnbuckle. PS: I can't believe he's doing this after all he's been through. GW: Simon's been through alot in this match. Going up like that could cost him the ML title. Simon goes for the Simple Splash. He lands it. PS: Oh my god!!! Simple Simon Terry just landed that. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it. Simon goes for the pin. 1. 2 Simon Terry's pin is interrupted by music hitting. PS: What's this? "Down With The Sickness" by Disturbed begins to play over the PA. GW: That's Cissy Miyas!!!!! PS: She's coming to celebrate with Simon Terry for winning the ML World Championship. For those of you who do not know she is Simon's former tag team partner & girlfriend & even feuded with Firebomb back in the day in ML. She's back for some revenge on the Firebombing Pimp after all these years. GW: This is not great for Firebomb...The referee never finished the count. This match is still going on. Firebomb rolls SST up into a cradle. 1. 2. Kickout. GW: Simon Terry had enough senses left to get out of that pin. Cissy Miyas steps up onto the apron, the referee walks over to stop her, but she catches him with a choking closeline on the top rope. PS: Cissy Miyas just knocked out the referee. GW: Now she's coming into the ring with a chair. Cissy points at Firebomb and then to the chair, the crowd is going wild. GW: Firebomb gave Cissy Miyas lots of propositions back in the days of the original ML. Cissy Miyas was known to dodge that kind of exposure. I guess it's time for her payback on Firebomb for all that sexual harassment. PS: She's going to get revenge in the form of a chair. Cissy aims the chair at Firebomb, then at the last second before contact.. She nails Simon Terry. PS: What the hell is this!!! Cissy Miyas just laid out her former tag team partner. GW: Peter, those two were much more than tag team partners. Everyone that has followed either career knows what Cissy and Simon had backstage. Firebomb and Cissy embrace in a hug and begin to lock lips. PS: Wow, who would have thought we'd see this. GW: That's what is so GREAT about ML. I'd almost call that a Ryansup Swerve. PS: Who? GW: Oh yeah, I can't say his name on TV but he's great. PS: We know. Cissy and Firebomb walk around the ring pointing at Simon Terry. Cissy slides out of the ring as the referee begins to get up. Firebomb goes for the cover. 1. 2 Another kickout by Simon Terry. PS: Simon Terry just took a shot in the head with a chair and yet he's still able to kickout of this pin. This guy is like the Energizer bunny. Simon gives Firebomb a low blow. GW: Resorting to cheap tricks. PS: After what we've just seen, and what SST's been through these last few weeks, he deserves any kind of revenge he can get on Firebomb. Firebomb is down. Simon Terry makes it to his feet. Simon goes for a bridge pin. 1 2 3 PS: Simon Terry just pulled it off. He fought all the odds. Cissy Miyas hits the ring with chair once again and lands a blow to the back of Simon's head. GW: Firebomb's getting the new Major League Championship belt from ringside. Firebomb begins strapping SST across the back with the title belt. PS: Simon Terry may have won that belt, but he's not going to be celebrating tonight. Cissy begins to choke Simon with the heel of her boot. Firebomb drops the belt on Simon's face and begins stomping it into his cheek. Until, somebody hits the ring. PS: It's Tommy Kurinto. GW: He's come to get in on the action with Firebomb and Cissy Miyas. Tommy begins hitting Firebomb with a round of punches. PS: Looks like he's here to save Simon Terry. GW: I can't believe this. Nobody would have believed after the last few Goldpush shows that Kurinto would be the man to save Simon Terry. Kurinto helps Simon Terry to his feet, and grabs a microphone. Kurinto: Simon, I made you a promise last week that I was going make sure that this was a fair fight, and I don't break promises. Take a look at this. The WPW tron goes to footage backstage of Elu Jackson and the Fantabulous Brothers Lane tied and gagged sitting by a dumpster. PS: Looks like Tommy Kurinto took care of Elu and his goons. GW: I don't know how he did it, but he's made sure that those guys stayed out of Simon Terry and Firebomb's match. PS: In a way, Kurinto helped Simon Terry to win the Major League Championship. Kurinto: Simon, here's what I want you to do.....I want you to go home, get some rest, and shine up that title. Get all of Firebomb's funk off of it... and keep it clean, because one day it'll be mine. Simon looks over at Kurinto just as Kurinto hits him with a clothesline. SST goes down once again. Kurinto puts the scorpion deathlock on Simon. The referee finally gets him to break the hold and Kurinto makes his way out of the ring pointing and laughing at SST all the way back. GW: Kurinto isn't going to change, he's proven that more than once. He could easily be XL material with his attitude. PS: Simon Terry has been through pure hell for the ML World title. GW: That's the kind of dedication that I'm looking for. Firebomb not only slept with Simon Terry's ex wife, but stole his first love too. PS: And then, just as SST's thought he had someone to watch his back, Tommy Kurinto jumps him too. GW: Yet, he still walks away the new Major League World Champion. Peter Saenger grabs a mic from Roxy Adams. PS: Your winner & ML WORLD CHAMPION! SIMPLE SIMON TERRY!!!!!! GW: That's...just...great! Greg rolls his eyes as the camera fades backstage. Monique – We are with the Legend Donnovan Midas right now as he is about to face in a Grab For Grudge match tonight The Phil… Donnovan what are your thoughts about the match tonight… Donnovan Midas – Well it appears that this match has put a lot of strain on my life as of late but to be honest Monique I am really looking forward to getting in the ring tonight with The Phil and finally ending this once and for all… Monique – Tonight if you have a chance what will you go for the Chair or the Contract? Donnovan Midas – Well if you asked me that question about 2 days ago Monique I would have said the Chair but as of late a lot of stuff has been going on that has lead me to rethink my strategy in this match.. So you will have to just wait and see exactly what Donnovan Midas will do… Monique – Well I do look forward to the match tonight Donnovan and I wonder if you have any piece of advice for The Phil? Donnovan Midas – Give it a hundred and ten percent because I don’t want any excuses when my hand is raised… Monique – Well thank you Donnovan and now back to you Allen… Backstage footage continues maybe without them knowing. Donnovan is walking away from Monique who calls his name and runs up to him… Monique – Hey Donnovan is everything alright? Donnovan Midas – Yeah why do you ask… Monique – Well Smiles not to offend you or anything but that interview was like talking to dead wood… Donnovan Midas – Laughs Well damn tell me what you really think… Monique – No seriously I just wanted to know if everything was alright… Donnovan Midas – Well the other day I found out some news that kind of changed my thought process about my match tonight, but I am trying to put that out of my mind right now and just go full steam ahead… Monique – What kind of news? Donnovan Midas – I would rather not say right now but it is big… Monique – Well I hope everything gets better for you Donnovan… Oh by the way tell ACE I said hi… Donnovan Midas – I will if I see him… Monique – What do you mean? Donnovan Midas – Well he kind of got pissed at me and left… He was suppose to be here tonight but I think he just needs sometime to cool off… Monique – It will be alright Donnovan… He is your brother and blood is always thicker then water… Donnovan Midas – I hope so… Donnovan says that & notices the camera is running as he says "I hope so". The camera pans into a tight shot of Donnovans face… CC: It's good to be back out here & through with ML for the night. AR: I concur. Graphics & video highlighting the feud between PSA & Donnovan Midas is shown AR – Well my little flower our next match coming up right now is one of the TWO matches on tonight Heatwave card that has been highly anticipated… CC – That’s right Allen, these two men will finally settle there score tonight with a ladder in the ring and steel chair hanging above the ring… AR – Lets not forget the Grab For Grudge Title Contract that will be hanging above the ring also… This match is guaranteed to catapult one of these men to superstardom in the WpW… CC – And the loser Allen? AR – Well he could be getting us coffee sometime in the near future… Roxy Adams – Now entering the ring weighing 247 lbs from Chicago Illinois Donnovan Midas … Boulevard of broken dream begins to blare over thru-out the arena and fireworks begin to explode near the entrance ramp as Donnovan Midas begins to make his way to the ring with Jeans on and his wrist taped up… CC – Well it appears Allen that Donnovan Midas has came out here tonight for battle… AR – A epic battle my little flower… Once in the ring Donnovan goes to the turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air as the crowd pops… He looks over at the Chair hanging above the ring and motions to the fans that he is going to use it… RA – And his opponent weighing in at 285 lbs from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma The Phil... "Getting Away with Murder" plays throughout the auditorium as a shower of red sparks spews over the ramp way as if it were cascading blood. Out comes the Phil, his hands taped up likewise, his shirt says "FUCK YOU MIDAS" on it and his black jeans seem to be well worn through, as if they're old friends of Phil's. The Phil has a microphone in hand and appears to be taunting Midas on his way to the ring. AR – Well it appears that The Phil has come prepared also for this battle, I believe we might see one of these men or even both leave in a stretcher tonight… CC – These men have been at each others throats for sometime now and with the recent accusations from Phil about Donnovan Midas’s infidelity, it has been like pouring gasoline on a fire… Both men are standing in the ring face to face as the camera pans in; Phil is motioning to the Briefcase that has the Contract. Donnovan looks at him and smiles you can now make out that Donnovan is saying to Phil “I KNOW” … CC – It appears that these two men are having words Allen… AR – Well my little flower I have heard thru my sources deep in the heart of the locker room that Donnovan was recently visited early one morning by a gentlemen claiming to have information about Phillip Shane Abernathy… While my sources could not confirm what this information was I am sure that Donnovan is letting Phil know that he knows also… Phil turns away but comes back with a huge forearm to Donnovan's face but misses. Donnovan Midas hits Phil with a kick to the midsection which sends him cradling over, he then follows up with a knee to stomach! AR – Well the action has begun… Donnovan sends Phil into the ropes, Phil comes back and ducks the attempted clothesline but Donnovan pursues him and lands it hard as Phil was turning back around… CC – That was a devastating move by Donnovan Midas… Donnovan pulls Phil off the mat and the two men begin to exchange punches, Phil then pokes Donnovan in the eyes gaining the advantage and sends Donnovan Midas down with a shoulder block! CC – Here's the cover by Phil hooking the leg... I believe he is slightly confused right now… AR – That’s right Candace you can only win this match by getting the contract… The ref tries to tell the Phil that he cannot pin Donnovan, Phil gets to his feet and begins to yell at the ref. He gets a smile on his face and begins to exit the ring as Donnovan is still lying on his back attempting to catch his breath as Phil slides out of the ring… CC – What is the Phil doing? AR – I tell you what he is doing my little flower, he is going to end this right now with a LADDER!!! Phil searches under the ring and comes out with a ladder, he brings it into the ring as Donnovan is getting back to his feet, Phil enters the ring and grabs the ladder waiting for Donnovan to be back to his feet… CC – Oh no Allen if Phil hits him with this ladder so soon he might not be able to get back up… Donnovan is back to his feet and Phil swings the ladder but Donnovan catches it with his hands, both men struggle to get the ladder but finally Phil kicks Donnovan in the mid-section and he releases the ladder… BAM!!! AR – Donnovan Midas has just been nailed with that ladder right into the midsection… CC – Wait what is the Phil going to do… Oh my god…. Phil slams the ladder into Donnovans head sending him to the mat… AR – We could have a winner early in this match Candace… Phil is climbing the ladder… Phil gets to the top of the ladder and looks out at the crowd who is booing, he seems to enjoy the moment a little to much so he takes a seat on the top of the ladder and taunts the crowd… CC – This could be a huge mistake on the part of the Phil… AR – Donnovan is getting to his feet… Phil notices that Donnovan is getting to his feet and rises up trying to unhook the briefcase, but Donnovan is on his feet now and begins to shake the ladder… Phil is struggling to unhook the briefcase until finally the ladder is taken out from under him… AR – Donnovan has just taken the ladder out from under the Phil but he seems to be hanging on… CC – He is going to unhook that contract and win this match unless Donnovan does something about it… Phil is struggling to unhook the briefcase, and Donnovan picks up the ladder and tosses it up in the air on Phil… He losses his grip but comes down after unhooking… AR – I CANNOT BELIEVE IT Candace… Phil has just unhooked the contract… CC – Wait Wait a minute Allen he didn’t unhook the contract he unhooked the CHAIR…. Phil unhooked the chair on his way down but took a huge bump in addition by falling on the ladder and the chair landing on his head… CC – I think Phil could be crippled at this point in the match, did you see the way he landed on that Ladder Allen… AR – Well then I think it is time that Donnovan Midas climbs up the ladder and ends this match… CC – That would be the smart thing to do, but it looks as if he's picking up the steel chair instead. AR – You're right my little flower and it seems as if Donnovan Midas has in his hands what he wanted this whole time. Donnovan takes the bloodied steel chair in his hands and begins to beat Phil with the chair as Phil brings his arms over his head to protect himself. CC – A wise move by Phil, he knows that if any of those head shots connects there's a good chance his career will be over. AR – Yes, but the best offense is not a good defense. If Phil doesn't get up soon he's in serious trouble. CC – Midas can't win by beating Phil senseless, but he did say his objective was to bring back P.S.A., Phil's alter ego. Midas lays into Phil a few more times before Phil finally grapples Midas with an ankle lock take down with his legs, sending Midas sprawling backwards long enough for Phil to get up. Phil just looks at Midas and shakes his head smiling. AR – Phil is up now and it seems that the chair shots didn't even faze him. CC – I think Phil felt those a bit more than he's letting on. He looks almost like he's favoring his right leg. Phil feints after Midas a few times, and it does appear as if Candice is right. Midas finally steps in with the chair and plows into Phil's head with the chair! Phil goes down hard crumpling in a heap. AR – I think Phil may be in another coma again judging by the sound of that hit, it appears to have driven him right all over the canvas. I still have confidence though that he will win this match, and be awarded the contract. CC – If he's going to do it tonight, he's going to have to stop Midas from getting to the top. Midas tosses down the chair as he goes to get the ladder and begins to set it up. He positions it under the contract as best he can, and begins climbing the side closest to Phil. Phil begins to stir around as Midas is a few rungs up. AR – Midas keeping an eye on Phil, learning from his mistake earlier. CC – A spill from the top of the ladder could spell the end for any of these superstars here in the WpW. AR – Right you are my little flower, if either of these men fall from the top, it could cripple them, and contract or no contract it will do them little good. Midas is about half way up the ladder when Phil starts to get to his feet. Midas looks down and leaps off the ladder, some eight feet in the air landing with an elbow to the back of Phil. Midas then pulls Phil up by his hair and begins to pummel him with hard closed right fists. CC – A referee would usually stop closed rights by Midas, but in this fight, no holds are barred. Phil finally pushes Midas off into the ropes, but Midas rebounds back and explodes with a flying cross body attack. Phil goes down to the canvas, and Midas wastes no time delivering more devastating punches to the head. AR – Midas was completely serious when he said he was going to try and cure the Phil. CC – It looks like if Phil dies, Midas wouldn't be entirely unhappy either. AR – At this rate, Phil will be lucky if he survives with memory of any one, let alone himself. Midas finally slams Phil's head down into the canvas, the signs of a bloodied fist showing before he gets off of the Phil and turns shaking his hand a bit before beginning to climb the ladder again. CC – I think Phil's eye was busted open Allen. The cameras cut to Phil who is clearly covered in blood over his right eye and his temple. Phil looks very dazed as he tries to wipe the blood from his face. He sits up as Midas is already halfway up the ladder. Phil gets to his feet as Midas is three quarters of the way up. Phil gets to his feet and charges the ladder. AR – And this could be the end of Midas's career! The ladder doesn't fall over, but it does rock back and forth as Phil puts his shoulder into it. Midas tries to stead himself as Phil shoves the ladder again. The crowd oohs as Midas reaches up for the brief case hoping to grab it on his way down, the ladder topples over with Midas flying through the air and lands right into the turnbuckle. CC – Oh my God! Midas just landed right into the turnbuckle! He's down; we need EMT's here now! AR – The match isn't over my little flower, the match must continue until one man wins, it is in the rules. CC – But, Midas is obviously hurt after a fall like that, Phil should climb the ladder and finish it so we can get some help down here. The camera closes in on Phil and his bloodied face. A smile reaching his lips through the smearing red, he reaches down and grabs the chair beside him. Midas is starting to get up and is met with the sound of clashing steel as the chair lands into the back of his head. AR – Midas is now receiving the chair treatment this match, as both men have obviously come into this match to injure the other. CC – Pull him out! AR –Midas knew what he was getting into when he signed the contract at Goldpush, we have to give him credit that he'll be able to pull this off, even though Phil has the upper hand and advantage. Phil continues to beat on Midas with the steel chair until the metal is visibly dented. Phil tosses down the chair and then begins setting up the ladder, looking up at the briefcase. CC – It looks like Phil's finally going to stop the madness and is finally setting up to go get the contract. Finally, maybe we can get some help for Donnovan. AR – I fear my little flower that this is far from over as Phil is heading back for the steel chair. Phil picks up the chair while the camera shows Donnovan Midas bleeding from the face. Donnovan slumped in the corner looks up as Phil slams the dented chair into him, dent first. The crowd pops as the hit echoes throughout the arena. Phil hits a few more times and the chair dents back into place! Phil then tosses the chair out of the ring to ringside. CC – Finally, the madness is over. Phil heads back to the ladder and begins to climb up. The blood still pouring down his face. He gets about halfway up and slips falling off the ladder to the canvas. AR – All that blood makes climbing the ladder very challenging, and if Midas can gather his strength... Midas is beginning to get up again, with Phil passed out on the canvas. Midas looks up at the contract and begins to make his way to the ladder. Midas begins to ascend the ladder as Phil pulls himself up with the ladder rungs. CC – Both of these men look like they're physically exhausted. They're both no longer fighting each other, but racing it looks Allen. AR – You're almost right my little flower, but there still is a battle of wills here, I assure you. Which man is willing to win, will do so. Phil and Midas are both at the halfway point, both looking at one another, but neither fighting, but trying to get to the top first. CC – The sheer power of both of these men is astounding, I can't believe it's coming down to this... AR – Both men are at the top now, but who will make it with the contract? Midas and Phil both grab the briefcase at the same time and begin fighting each other. CC – Both men just knocked the ladder out from under them! I think the handle on the briefcase is going to snap just from the weight! AR – Then this match is going to come down to which one still has the contract once they hit the mat. CC – And there goes the handle! Both men fall hitting the canvas, and an official dives under the ropes to inspect both men. As the camera gets into position it is revealed that Donnovan Midas has come up with the briefcase and the victory… Both men are lying on the canvas as the bell rings and the ref reaches down and holds up Midas’s hand as the announcer announces the victory… Roxy - Winner of the Grab for Grudge contract Donnovan Midas… The Phil is the first one to his feet and he seems outraged at the results of this match and begins to attack Donnovan Midas AR – Even after the bell it appears as though these two aren't finished! CC – Someone get someone out there to help him! The bell rings again as Phil picks up Midas and puts him into The X. AR – This is just madness, utter and total madness. CC – Finally, it looks like someone's here to help Midas. AR – It's A.C.E. Midas's friend who's been missing through most of the program tonight! Anthony Christopher Edwards, Midas's best friend and right hand stops just to grab the bloodied, dented steel chair before sliding into the ring. He measures up to Phil who immediately releases Midas and backs away. Midas looks relieved to see A.C.E. as A.C.E. pulls back the chair and begins to move towards The Phil. Midas shakes his head. CC – It looks as if Phil’s is being spared by Midas. AR – That it does, even in defeat the man's a gentleman. The P.A. begins to crackle with an unfamiliar voice except to those privey to the conversation the other day. Phil backs away leaving the ring as Donnovan is slowly getting back to his feet… Voice – Mr. Midas I believe we spoke the other day about Mr. Phillip Shane Abernathy. Donnovan Midas is looking around the arena for the voice… Voice – When we last spoke Mr. Midas I revealed to you that Phillip Shane Abernathy was in fact still alive in the man known as the Phil and convinced you of this with evidence… Evidence that I would like to share with you all right now… Just at that moment documents begin to appear on the tron showing that PHIL was never in a second coma and his condition was as it was pre-Wrestival II… CC – Who is this person? Where are they? AR – According to my sources in the back, they say they're not sure which room it's being fed into from. The auditorium is thick with anticipation as The Phil is standing outside the ring watching the tron, a perplexed look on his face. Voice – I must applaud you Mr. Midas for you did not let me convince you of anything and you continued on with the match as planned… Unfortunately Mr. Midas as you showed a blind eye to the evidence I must reveal myself and show you your true enemy in life is… Music begins top blare over the pa system as Donnovan stands up waiting… A.C.E. points the chair out wards towards the Phil, telling him to keep his distance. ACE SLAMS THE CHAIR INTO DONNOVAN MIDAS’S HEAD Voice – Voice changes in the middle to the voice of ACE Anthony Christopher Edwards Midas has just gotten laid out by his friend and brother Anthony Christopher Edwards and the Phil stands in the background laughing as ACE hovers over the body of Donnovan Midas… Phil enters the ring and hands the microphone to ACE… ACE – Mocking the voice Mr. Midas it appears that you have been fooled … Voice goes back to regular by TWO of the greatest competitors in World Pro Wrestling today… Phillip Shane Abernathy …. Anthony Christopher Edwards… The Alliance ACE tosses the microphone to Phil as he laughs… AR – This is completely shocking Candace, never in a million years had I ever thought ACE would turn his back on Donnovan Midas and for this deadly alliance with The Phil… CC – And these fans are letting these two men know how they feel right now at this moment…. The fans are tossing stuff into the ring as Phil stands over the body of Donnovan Midas… Phil – Hey Michael … Feel satisfied now…. Laughing Both of the men laugh and walk out of the ring as the EMT’S rush to help Donnovan Midas… Commercial then airs hyping Gold Push World Tour. Backstage in the OFFICE, Roy Lee & DVA are sitting. Roy Lee: So it's settled. We'll let Greg pick two matches he wants & we'll pick two matches & that will begin the tournament to crown a new WpW World Champion. DVA: Culminating with a huge battle @ November Reign on Pay Per View. Roy Lee: But first Goldpush goes on the road. The Goldpush World Tour!!! DVA: As for Greg thinking having XL will get him WpW's talent, I don't think so. Not this time like what split WpW before with Elevation. This time, No roster splits, no show assignments, WE let the wrestlers choose for themselves. We can win this thing. Roy Lee: Darn right we can! The feed cuts to the back to one of the storage rooms. Suprema Vagena, wearing a Grendel shirt, is looking at someone off camera SV: OMR told me dat you an me favorite wrestler, Grendel, have a dear friendship. He told me you two teamed together, you two are pals. That's why I brought you here to Heatwave to help me, Suprema Vagena, out! Voice: It's going to cost you, man! SV: Lookie, me Power Dat Be. Me call shots here, now, hombre. Me Suprema Vagena. If you help me out here, me go talk to Turks and OMR and see if me can get you a Powers Dat Be shirt! Voice: I don't want no stinkin' shirt! I want to be a member of the Powers That Be! SV: You in no shape to be Power. You.......LOOK AT YOU, AMIGO! camera pans back to see Suprema is talking to JJ Hart. JJ is in a wheelchair, his left arm in a cast, as is his right leg. He is wearing a neckbrace Hart: Look, Suprema, yeah, I may be in this chair on wheels now, but just you wait! JJ Hart is coming back to a ring near you! SV: AYE CARROMBA! Tee-Sing no like you. Once he see you, he put you back in dat chair! Hart: Tseng was just messin' around! I know I'm his pal, just like I am Grendel's pal! SV: So, you help me?! Hart: Again, I ask, what is in it for me?! SV: Um....me get you a hooker, a chica! Hart: I can get a hooker on my own! SV: Lookie....if you help me out...me go talk to Tee-sing and see if maybe you can be our amigo! Hart: Promise?! SV: Promise?! Hart extends his good arm Hart: PINKY SWEAR?! SV: AYE! Me pinky swear.... the two lock pinkies Hart: So, this little meeting between us never happened? SV: Who's gonna know?! Hart: Um, Einstein, there's a camera right there! Suprema turns and notices the WPW camera and jumps back, startled SV: Oh, hola! Um...me and JJ were just um........ Hart reaches up and grabs a bottle of ammonia off of a low shelf Hart: Me and Suprema are going to do some cleaning and disinfecting. Isn't that right, Suprema? SV: Umm...si...si....SI! C'mon, JJ, lets go clean! Hart: Cleaning is fun! Suprema brushes past the cameraman as JJ places the bottle of ammonia on his lap and wheels out of the storage room CC: That was something to give us a break & some humor before our main event. AR: All jokes aside, it's time for the Match of the Summer. Title vs Title for the first time in WpW history! CC: Care to pick a winner Allen? AR: The easiest way out here is a draw. A tie. Both remain champions. CC: Well it's time. This crowd knows it & is ready. The intro to "Badd to the Bone" hits the arena speakers, followed by the oWo music riffs. The crowd explodes in a chorus of boos as "The Strike-Back Kid" Shawn Stryker stands at the entrance way, clad in a striped referee's shirt and shorts. He seems to soak up the boos as he continues down the ramp and into the ring. Upon hitting the middle of it, he struts a bit to the music. CC: As our special ref enters the ring, Allen, the question on fans' minds is; how much of a role will SBK play in this match? AR: He has said he'll be calling this match down the middle. CC: Yes, he has. But can he be taken at his word? AR: I would argue so. But I suppose, my little flower, we shall soon see. The opening strains of "The Truth" by Beanie Sigel begin to play over the PA, as the crowd begins to cheer in anticipation. Out from the entrance ramp comes rapper Beanie Sigel himself!! He begins to perform live the verse from PDJ's entrance. Sigel: Truth, nothin' but the Truth....Y'all know how I brings the game. I speak The Truth...huh...nothin' but The Truth... As Sigel begins walking down the aisle, still performing the song, "The Truth" Patrick Derek Jefferson appears at the entrance. The crowd pops as PDJ lifts the Continental Title high in the air. He begings his descent down to the ring. Sigel reaches the ring before PDJ, and opens the ring ropes for him. The two exchange a "pound", and Sigel makes his way to the back, finishing up the song. SBK folds his arms in a mocking "B-Boy stance." Jefferson walks over to him and hands him the Continental Belt. The two barely look at each other. Suddenly a loud bang is heard in the opposite part of the arena from the entrance ramp. From the floor raises a giant stage, at which you can see Rob Zombie and his band. They begin to really throw down, going into "More Human than Human" as the arena crowd explodes. Zombie: I am the Astro-Freak. A demolition style Hell American Freak, Yeah! I am the crawling dead A phantom in a box Shadow in your head, yeah! The band parts, and from the back of the stage, Grendel begins making his way to the ring through the crowd. He slaps hands with every fan who sticks theirs out on the way down. Grendel ascends the ring steps and over the top rope, then pumps his fist to the screaming crowd. Stryker feigns stifling a yawn. Grendel hands the belt over to SBK, both glaring at each other briefly while the exchange is made. CC: With both competitors in the ring, let's hear the introductions, from ring announcer Roxy Adams! RA: Wrestling fans, this is the Heatwave; Miami Meltdown MAIN EVENT!! It is a title vs. title match, scheduled for one fall. The winner will become both WPW Big Gold and Continental Champion!! The crowd cheers resoundingly. RA: The man in charge of the action as special referee, representing the Other Wrestling Organization, the "Strike-Back Kid" Shawn Stryker! SBK does a pose, as the chorus rains boos down upon him. RA: In the corner to my left, hailing from St. Louis, Missouri, he is the current WPW Continental Champion, he is...."The Truth"Patrick....Derek....Jefferson!!! Jefferson raises both arms in the air as the crowd cheers heartily. RA: And his opponent, making his home in Little Rock, Arkansas, the reigning holder of the WPW Big Gold Title..."The Man They Call".....GRENDEL!!!! The crowd roars its approval at the intro of Grendel. SBK hoists both belts in the air briefly, then puts them on the timekeeper's table. Grendel walks towards the middle of the ring and extends his hand to Jefferson, who shakes it. Stryker rolls his eyes and calls for the bell. CC: And we're underway! You know Allen, I don't believe you've given me your pick for this match. AR: I chose a tie. Remember? CC: Oh that's right. Well at least we won't be losing either of these two from Goldpush as they will remain loyal to WpW & stay with the flagship. AR: I concur. I can't to see how this bidding war between Greg, Roy & DVA goes. CC: I cannot either, we're looking @ probably two of the most sought after wrestlers in WpW for the Board Members to go after. Both men wildly popular. Both men begin to circle the ring, but stop in their tracks when a loud "Let's Go PDJ chant" breaks out. From other corners of the arena, a dueling "Let's Go Grendel" chant surfaces, gaining in loudness until the sound is near-airplane level. CC: Both of these fan favorites are receiving a lot of support. AR: True. But one wonders if the crowd will still be so bipartisan when the winner is announced. Jefferson runs at Grendel, but the big man spins him around and applies a rear waist lock. After a few seconds of having it cinched in, Jefferson is able to reach the rope. Stryker begins a count to Grendel to break the hold, who does so after a count of two. SBK admonishes Grendel regarding the ropes. CC: SBK asserting his authority early. AR: My pet, in matches with this sort of build, the ref has to dictate early what will or won't be tolerated. A standing Grendel is hit by a clubbing forearm from PDJ. Momentarily stunned, Grendel is on the receiving end of a few quick kicks to the leg by Jefferson As Grendel drops to his knee, PDJ grabs his leg and attempts a standing leglock. CC: Jefferson going for the legs of the much taller Grendel. AR: A smart move, in my book. Powerful wrestlers such as the Big Gold Champion rely on high impact maneuvers, so removing their base minimizes their effectiveness. Grendel is able to twist himself over to the rope, and SBK begins his count on Jefferson, who also quickly breaks his hold. He scolds PDJ in the same manner he did with Grendel. The two now cleared from the ropes, Jefferson springs onto the leg again, looking to apply a Scorpion Deathlock, but Grendel kicks PDJ in the sternum, sending him flying into the corner. He stumbles back and is hit with a belly-to-belly suplex. Grendel whips a dazed Jefferson to his feet and hits a short arm clothesline, dropping PDJ back to the mat. Grendel drops an elbow and goes in for the cover.SBK begins. 1 Jefferson kicks out rather easily from the pinfall attempt and sits up. Grendel kneels behind him and applies a headlock. CC: Headlock here by Grendel, Allen. AR: You can tell this contest is being fought by two veterans. Just as Jefferson's strategy is sound, Grendel is attempting to ground the quicker, more agile Jefferson. PDJ is able to get to his knees, then to his feet. Jefferson is able to lean Grendel into the ropes and irish whips him into the opposite side. Grendel comes off the ropes and is leapfrogged over by PDJ. He bounces off again and is hit by a well placed PDJ dropkick to the knee. Grendel staggers and is cradled up by Jefferson for the pinfall attempt. Stryker counts. 1 CC: And again a quick kickout! Jefferson falls on the leg of Grendel and begins twisting it at the knee. Grendel winces in pain. CC: Jefferson still working the tree-trunk legs of the Big Gold Champ. AR: He's keeping with his strategy, and looks like it's paying off, my dear lady. Stryker goes over to Grendel about submitting, but Grendel shakes his head no. He manuevers his free leg so that it kicks Jefferson hard in the back, and repeats the feet. After a third kick, Jefferson breaks the hold. CC: Grendel is finally able to break the hold. AR: Yes, my little flower, but will his leg feel the effects the remainder of this match? Both men get to their feet but Grendel a little faster. He nails PDJ with a reverse DDT. He yanks Jefferson back up and his a quick double arm DDT as well. Grendel goes for a pinfall. Stryker counts it. 1 2 CC: Kickout by the Truth! Jefferson begins to get up, but Grendel grabs him and puts him in position for the Grendel Bomb! Grendel begins to hoist PDJ up, but his leg begins to buckle, forcing him back to his knees. CC: You may have been right before about the leg of Grendel, Allen. AR: Grendel has been able to put many a competitor away with that maneuver, Candice, but at this stage in the match, I don't know if The Truth can be added to that list. Jefferson seizes the opportunity and hits a standing sunset flip on Grendel. 1 2 Grendel kicks out of the attempt, causing both men to stagger downwards. Jefferson springs up, and hits a shoulderblock to Grendel's leg. PDJ attempts the move again, but Grendel is able to move out of the way. Jefferson back to his feet gets rocked by a stiff chop by the big man. The sound of another echos through the arena. CC: Allen, listen to those devastating chops! AR: Indeed. Clearly, Grendel is attempting attacks which will not be affected by his weakened leg. Grendel grabs PDJ and throws him off the ropes, then connects with a big powerslam. Grendel gets up a tad gingerly, bounces off the ropes and hits a leg drop on Jefferson, then stays on top of him and locks in a short arm bar. Jefferson grimaces. SBK kneels down and asks the Truth if he's planning on giving it up, and Jefferson shakes his head emphatically. Jefferson attempts to spring back up, but is quickly yanked back down to the ground by the arm by Grendel, who simply wrings his hold on tighter. Jefferson smacks the mat and again attempts to stand. CC: And the Continental Champion is working his way back to this feet. Jefferson is more successful this time, and raises to a full stand, with Grendel still holding onto his arm. Jefferson tries to angle out of the hold, but decides to spring off his feet, bound off the ropes, and flip his way out of the hold. He lands yet another kick to Grendel's leg then lands an enzugiri to the stumbling big man. Scoops Grendel up and hits a bodyslam, planting Grendel parallel to the corner. Jefferson begins ascending the ropes backwards. CC: Jefferson about to take it to the air here. AR: And this is precisely what The Man They Call Grendel didn't want to happen. SBK begins to count Jefferson as he stands on the top turnbuckle. Flashbulbs explode as he connects with a picture perfect moonsault. Jefferson hooks the leg for the cover. 1 2 CC: NO!!!! Grendel with a last second kickout! Jefferson ponders for a second while Grendel begins to sit up, then runs to the ropes and comes off with a dropkick to the head of Grendel. Jefferson again ascends the ropes, and goes for a Shooting Star Press. Grendel, however, moves at the last second, causing Jefferson to hit the ropes with a thud. Grendel drops a knee on Jefferson's back and begins climbing the ropes himself! CC: What's this? Grendel, taking a page out of the Truth's playbook? AR: Grendel has shown he can take to the air before. He proved it last week against Novo Fas. Grendel pauses for a second in mid-air and hits a frog splash on Jefferson. He turns him over and goes for the cover. 1 2 Thr-no!!! Jefferson gets his foot on the ropes. Grendel sits for a second in disbelief, as Stryker shrugs his shoulders. Grendel back to his feet, pumps his fist as the crowd cheers. CC: This could be it here Allen! AR: It does appear, my little flower, that Grendel will be attempting his patented move once again. Grendel puts Jefferson in position for the Grendel Bomb, and is able to lift PDJ high in the air. However, Jefferson struggles, and connects a few punches to Grendel's head. Jefferson falls back on his feet and hits a Death Valley Driver! He punces on the prone Grendel, seperating his legs and hitting a knee lift on his thigh. Jefferson repeats the process, then once again grabs the leg of Grendel, locking him in a... CC: Standing toe hold, Allen, now applied by PDJ. AR: Absolutely. This usually leads to the... Figure four leglock! Grendel tries to fight the pain as Jefferson props himself on his arms, locking in the submission maneuver. SBK goes over to Grendel, who's shaking his head furiously. You can even detect him saying "No" as he tries to muster up the strength to prop up himself. CC: How much more can he take, Allen? AR: Well, my little flower, everyone assembled here, including those in the ring, are dying to find out. The sweat pours onto Grendel's face as Jefferson continues the leglock. Stryker is now in a crouched position near Grendel, waiting to see any signs that he's had enough. CC: And listen to this crowd! A chant of "Tap, Tap, Tap" is growing throughout the arena. In response, a vocal majority begin a chant of "Please Don't Tap." Grendel finally finds the strength to move about, and is able to turn over on his back, reversing the hold. However, the reversal is short lived, as Jefferson is now able to turn over, reinstating the hold in earnest. Both of the dueling chants intensify, with the "Please Don't Tap" chants the louder of the two. CC: This crowd appears to be behind Grendel. AR: Perhaps, my flower. Or perhaps the fans are not ready to see this epic encounter end just yet. Jefferson appears to clinch on the hold more intensely, as his face tightens to the pressure involved. Grendel drops flat on is back. SBK begins to count. 1. 2 Grendel tries to sit back up, but quickly flops down again. 1 2. This time Grendel is able to solidify his position, and after some major effort, is able to reach the ropes. Jefferson exhales heavily in disappointment. SBK begins to count PDJ to break the hold. Jefferson is finally fully off of Grendel at 3. CC: Grendel finally able to break the leglock for good. Is this where he turns the corner? AR: I believe the question right now, dear friend, is how much the Big Gold Champion has in him. Jefferson is able to secure Grendel and whips him into the corner. Jefferson runs in with a head full of steam, but is kicked for his troubles. He comes in again, but this time the big man picks up Jefferson with one hand and plants him to the canvas. PDJ is back to his feet, but is mowed down by a running lariat by Grendel. Grendel picks up the downed Jefferson and hits him with a Tombstone piledriver! Grendel hooks the leg and goes to the cover. 1 2 Thr-Kickout!! CC: Somehow PDJ is able to kick out! Grendel grabs Jefferson and shoves him into the corner. He props PDJ on the second turnbuckle and climbs to the top himself. He hooks the head of PDJ and grabs the side of his trunks. CC: Superplex coming up? AR: A manuever of this impact could end it right here, if Grendel can muster the strength to complete it! Grendel hoists Jefferson up in the air vertically, but his leg begins to wobble. Jefferson squirms and flails out of the suplex hold. Grendel falls to the mat first, with PDJ landing on top of Grendel's abdomen and knee. The Continental Champion rolls off Grendel, as now both men lay prone on their backs on the canvas. CC:: And the count is on. SBK begins counting both men as they lay on the mat. AR:: Who will be the first man up? 1 SBK stands between the two champions as he brings his arms down for a second time. 2 3 CC:: You have to credit SBK for calling this down the middle, you don't think he's a changed man do you Allen? AR:: SBK never did anything wrong but insult the fans of WPW who he felt were dumb. CC:: Well he is living up to his word by calling it down the middle and the OWO have been kept from the main event. SBK's count gets up to 5 and the two men begin getting up Grendel first getting to his knees, SBK backs off from the middle of the ring stopping his count. BAM! CC:: Oh no!!!! SBK super kicks "The Man They Call" Grendel in the face!!! The crowd comes unglued reacting with surprise. AR:: This place is going crazy! PDJ begins getting up and SBK helps him up the rest of the way then points to the KO'd Grendel. CC:: Could we be seeing a reunion of the PDJ and SBK Upside alliance? AR:: It's possible my little flower. PDJ shakes his head in disbelief he begins to walk over towards the fallen "Man who got Kick-Backed" Grendel who is laid out on the mat. SBK hollars over to get PDJ's attention. BAM! Kick-Back to PDJ! The crowd oooooo's. CC:: He's Kick-Back'd both of them! AR:: That's callin it down the middle. CC:: He's the ref, he should not have done that! SBK then stands over both men who are knocked out and looks down at Grendel and says something to him. "I'd say I'm sorry but I'm not the cat who's sorry, consider that your wake up call!" SBK then takes off his referee shirt as he turns to his left and stands over PDJ and says something at the KO'd PDJ. "Someone had to knock you UPSIDE your head and knock some sense into you, bro." CC:: What's SBK doing now? AR:: He's coming over our way! SBK walks over to the commentators and tosses the referee shirt onto the table. "Here, my job is done, I called it down the middle by putting my boot right in the middle of both of those cats' heads. May the best man win from here!" CC:: So now what? AR:: Is this a tie? Both men are laid out still, is this how it's gonna end? SBK walks down the aisle leaving the ring, he looks up at the screen at the two knocked out champions. CC:: What are we gonna do now? Both men struggle to their feet. The crowd cheers as Roy Lee runs down to ringside and into the ring! CC: Roy Lee is here!! Is he planning on stepping in as ref? AR: My dear, as far as Plan B's go, this is a good one. Lee eyes both men as they slowly get to their feet. Grendel is fully up before Jefferson and grabs him and puts him into position, for a Grendel Bomb. CC: And here it is, Grendel with the Grendel B-NO!!! Again, Grendel's leg fails him, and PDJ is able to push off the big man. He nails a forearm to Grendel's back, then underhooks Grendel's arms and hits a brainbuster. CC: CLOUD 10!! PDJ hit the Cloud 10!! Roy Lee with the cover!! 1 2 3!!! *Ding Ding Ding!* RA: Your winner, still Continental Champion, and NEW WPW Big Gold Champion, "The Truth" Patrick Derek Jefferson!!!!! Roy Lee raises the arm of the victorious Jefferson, as the crowd explodes. CC: Who would have thought two years ago that Roy Lee would be standing in the center of the ring happily raising the arm of his one-time personal nemesis PDJ? AR: This has been an extraordinary night my little flower, Lee gives Jefferson both belts, and Jefferson raises them high to the popping crowd as he tries to catch his breath. Jefferson goes over to Grendel, now standing against the ropes. PDJ offers his hand to Grendel, who shakes it. The crowd roars its approval. CC: We didn't know who would come out victorious but it is great to see this happy ending that we'd all hoped for. AR: Tonight we have seen it all. For starters, The Record holding WpW World Champion Striken rides off into the sunset with an undefeated WpW record & he earned it through hard work. But now as the sunsets on Striken's WpW career a new dawning is on the horizon. The WpW World Title is now up for grabs. CC: Yes it is. The opportunity for someone to become WpW World Champion is at an all-time high. AR: The odds on favorite SBK may have set a record tonight for the most decisive, quickest & dominating victory in WpW history tonight in 7 seconds over David Capital but the #1 contender did not come with the win to the surprise of everyone. Greg"Great"White has drawn the battle lines with his resurrection of his upcoming premiere of XL & declaring the WpW World title vacant & opening the doors of opportunity to winning the WpW World Championship puts all eyes towards qualifying matches to become only WpW's fourth World Champion. CC: Let's not forget Greg"Great"White resurrected the Major League World Title & Simple Simon Terry won the championship defeating the Firebombing Pimp Firebomb in a brawl to end all battles & the soon debut of XL coming to WpW TV. AR: When you talk about brutality we must discuss what Matt Daniels had to endure @ the hands of the oWo as they re-captured the WpW World tag team titles this time with Tony Ruiz teamed with "Grease ball" Roland Peck. CC: But the most violent match of the night was the "Grab for the Grudge" Ladder match. PSA & Midas went after it tooth & nail but Donnovan Midas won it in a match that came down to the bitter end & victory may be sweet but the price of victory may have come @ a costly price, Midas' own confidant' ACE turned on him joining the cunning Phillip Shane Abernathy in the match that may have stole the show tonight. Grendel & PDJ are taking their bows @ ringside as the fans pay them respects for their main event match. AR: As I look towards ringside after this unbelievable Heatwave 2005 I feel as though WpW has the best group of talent top to bottom as any other & the best action will continue to come from WpW. CC: Allen, I concur. This final moment of summer for WpW has launched us into the Fall season, we're about to journey into new territory with a new XL show & a search to crown a new WpW World Champion. It is going to be a "playoff" style atmosphere in WpW. Opportunity is abounds & we will return again on pay per view in November. Until then so long everybody! c2005 Credits Executive Producer Ryansup GraphiX AJ Match Credits WpW Tag Match Jeff & AJ ML World Title Match Clint & Rob Grab For Grudge Match Shane & Nelson Main Event AJ, Shawn, & Nick