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{Cue "Gimme the Prize" by Queen as the screen shows a swirling
mass of gas in outer space. The mass solidifies into a planet and
the camera shot zooms down thru the cooling mass of the newly
formed planet. As the camera reaches the molten surface, a molten
figure emerges from the bubbling lava, quickly cooling into "War
Machine" Greg Gardner.
As lighntning racks the planet and heavy downpour turns into a
new ocean, three figures emerge from the surf ... lightning
flashes once again, and they are revealed to be Tamara and the
Toxic Twins.
The camera angles towards a distant mountain that begins to
tremble from an earthquake, sending slabs of stone tumbling to
the ground below. As each slab falls, another AWI Superstar is
revealed: "El Scorpion" Carlos Mendoza, "Trouble Maker" Ken
Mischief, The Fallen Angel, The Crystal Crow, and finally Danny
Boy McGill.
The scene changes to a shot of all the AWI superstars lined up
as to do battle on the still cooling surface, when another
earthquake hits and a huge barrier erects itself between them.
Atop the barrier is AWI World Champion John Robertson with a
look of smugness on his face. The camera pans backwards to
reveal the barrier is truly a logo:}
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{The camera quickly pans around a crowded arena with screaming
fans galore. Posters displaying "Jade Tiger RULES", "Ken Mischief
is /NO/ trouble for Chris Sim", "Tori Will You MARRY ME?", and
"The Flock 3:16." The camera finally pans to the newest trio of
AWI superlatives seated at their normal ringside station.}
[Raul Garcia, Jr.]
HELLOOOOOOOOO Cleveland, Ohio! Welcome to a third consecutive
sold out arena as the AWI brings you another night of mayhem and
action with ARMAGEDDON! Good evening folks. I'm Raul Garcia Jr.
alongside my tag team partners Chris Hairie and Stephen Augustus.
Tonight we bring you a FULL hour of Armageddon and also kick off
the first round of the AWI's North American Tag Team tournament
to crown new North American Tag Team champions.
[Chris Hairie]
As if we'd crown the winners something else BESIDES North
American Tag Team Champions.
[Stephen Augustus]
Good point. Glad to see you're on your P's and Q's tonight Chris.
[Garcia]
Also slated for action on tonight's card, we'll be seeing the
likes of The Jade Tiger *inside* the ring!
[Augustus]
You mean this time we actually get to see him wrestle in the
ring *legally*?
[Garcia]
One half of Robbie's Angels, the behemoth known as Tori
Johannsenn also ready to rumble tonight ...
[Hairie]
How can you *not* admit that Robbie Stevens is not the mack of
the AWI. Look at all the babes around him. Sarah Victory, Jessica
Perkins, and Tori Johannsenn.
[Augustus]
If Tori and Jesica are babes then God help us when they grow up!
[Garcia]
... and the eternally angry "Hardliner" Jason Wrath.
[Hairie]
God help the poor soul he has to face tonight. You can bet he's
still {*beep*}ed about that sneak attack by "Bulldog Bryan"
Bachman last week.
[Augustus]
Since when is responding to a challenge and pinning your
opponent cleanly in the middle of the ring considered a sneak
attack?
[Garcia]
And in main event action tonight we have the likes of "The
Butcher" Otto Verhoeven vs one half of The Mississippi Mob,
Riverboat.
[Hairie]
I pick the Butcher due to the fact that he has already beat the
stuffing out of the one man he's faced in the AWI. Ask Chris Sim!
[Garcia]
And the International flavor of Allied Wrestling will be truly
represented when the "Canadian Sensation" Chris Sim takes on his
Canadian counterpart, "Troublemaker" Ken Mischief.
[Hairie]
OHHHHHHHHHH CAAAAAAAAAANADAAAAAAA!!! MY HOME AND NATIVE
LAAAAAAAAND!!!
[Augustus]
Any second now and a commercial should hit us. PLEASE don't be
late!
[Garcia]
And finally in our feature bout! The first round of the North
American Tag Team Tourney kicks off with action bewteen two of
Team Stevens prime timers, "Tank" Bradley and "Smilin Joey"
Hasegawa, taking on "The Philosopher" Mikhail Tzskova and
Reverend Jeremiah James... "The Flock".
[Hairie]
Whoever wins this match will win the belts. I promise you that!
[Augustus]
And what makes you so sure of yourself?
[Hairie]
Because all of these guys kick major butt! Except Hasegawa who
kicks major groin!
[Garcia]
Fans before we got to our first match tonight, we have some
interesting words from Dr. Lupo concerning the situation between
he and Justice. Roll the tape Katie.
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{Scene: a business office. Dr Robert Lupo is seated behind an
ornate oak desk and oddly enough is by himself.}
[Lupo]
Seems that the perennial whipping boy of the AWI has taken one
blow to the head too many. Justice -- I offered you a shot. All
you had to do was hit Piersall with the knucks, and you would
have proven to me you were worthy to join the Syndicate. You
couldn't even do that right though. Now you're gonna sit and
scream and whine and moan about how the Syndicate is going to
pay. Why? I'm going to pay for offering my assistance to a man
who obviously needs it?
As for the rest of your accusations -- I'm not known for playing
mind games, Justice. I tend to leave all the game playing to the
little boys and girls around here. Quite simply, if the Syndicate
wants something, we take it -- we don't beat around the bush.
Justice, you of all people aren't worth my time. I was merely
taking advantage of the situation. If you wish to continue to
threaten me, though, I'm sure I can pencil you in on the
Syndicate's schedule.
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[Hairie]
Gotta love the good Doctor. Always short, sweet, and to the
point. Almost like he's performing oral surgery.
[Augustus]
Hard to imagine anyone calling Dr. Lupo of all people sweet.
Almost like saying he's as lovable as a rabid porcupine.
[Garcia]
If Lupo is sweet then you oughtta love this guy!
{"Dead and Bloated" by Stone Temple Pilots blasts over the PA as
"The Hardliner" Jason Wrath stalks his way to ringside. Pausing
to snatch a "Hard ON Jason makes me laugh" poster from a
spectator.}
[Alan Kinsman]
Ladies and gentlemen! Our first match tonight is one fall with a
ten minute time ...
[Garcia]
AND WRATH STORMS THE RING! KNOCKING KINSMAN TO THE MAT AS HE
POUNCES ALL OVER HIS OPPONENT!!! Wrath pummeling away with
punches to the head, face, and chest of ... I don't know who he
is! Where's my program!?
[Augustus]
And now Wrath stomping away on a down and out Matt Sabean!
Sabean a new comer to the AWI and receiving a rude welcoming!
[Hairie]
He won't be here long! Obviously he doesn't scout his opponents
or he would have known /NOT/ to have signed this match.
[Garcia]
Wrath with an Irish whip ... and catches Sabean with a powerslam
on the return. Picks his man up ... front face lock ... and Wrath
dropping elbow after elbow right betweeen Sabean's sholder blades
... and the youngster drops to the mat in a heap.
[Augustus]
Wrath obviously upset about his defeat at the hands of Bryan
Bachman and is seeking to take it out on this poor youngster.
[Hairie]
Well if Wrath permanently cripples him for life, he'll be set up
with a swell AWI Benefits Plan. GET UP KID!!! YOU CAN TAKE HIM!!!
[Garcia]
Wrath lifts Sabean up and drops him again with a DDT. Wrath lifts
Sabean once more ... and a VICIOUS Short Arm Clothesline drops
the youngster to the mat. Wrath steps away while Sabean struggles
to get to his feet ...
[Hairie]
Man this kid is just a glutton for punishment. I hope Wrath
breaks his neck.
[Garcia]
... and Wrath wih a running neckbreaker that leaves Sabean
lifeless on the mat. I think that one may have put the newcomer
out.
[Augustus]
If this continues *out* may very well be the case for Sabean.
*Out* of wrestling.
[Garcia]
Wrath lifts him to his feet ... it looks like we're about to see
this match end "The Hard Way". AND THERE IT IS!
[Hairie]
Man that has *got* to hurt! How do you come up with a move like
a Reverse Full Nelson Suplex?
[Augustus]
Probably has something to do with a troubled upbringing, abusive
parents, or a severe emotional trauma at an early age.
[Hairie]
Or he could just be a plain out, certifiable, brain dead-pyscho.
[Garcia]
Tell him that when he walks by ... Wrath with the cover and
that's all she wrote for Matt Sabean. Wrath still not through as
he kicks Sabean a few times for good measure. And now he's asking
for the mic.
[Augustus]
That looked a little bit more like he demanded the mic to me. I
don't think he understands the concept of asking.
[Hairie]
Shut up I wanna hear this! Let the man speak his piece.
{Wrath snatches the mic from Kinsman and looks around Gund Arena
to the crowd of booing fans. Wrath has a slight smirk on his face
as he starts.}
[Wrath]
So how's that for a sneak attack Bachman? You like that? I hope
you're at home watching this match, because it goes out to you.
Now seeing how Contest of Champions is coming up and every
champion in the AWI has to defend their belt, it's pathetic that
when I look on the card I don't see /YOUR/ name anywhere! What's
the matter Bulldog? Got hit chasing another car or something
lately? I'll tell you what you backstabbing, low down mutt! Since
you're too busy hiding to find someone to sign their name on the
dotted line for Contest of Champions to wrestle you, I'll sign
/MY/ name on the dotted line! How bout it Bachman? You and me for
the gold. No sneaking down the aisle or blindsiding somebody. The
bell rings and you get beat. Hurry up and answer mutt! If you
won't wrestle me for the belt, then I'll hunt you down, put you
out of your misery, and take it from around your dead waist. You
got one week Bachman! I'm outta here!
{Wrath slams the mic down and exits the ring as "Dead and
Bloated" accompanies his departure.}
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[Garcia]
So there we have it. A challenge issued by Jason Wrath to Bryan
Bachman for a Light Heavyweight Title shot on "Contest of
Champions". The only thing now is to see if Bachman accepts.
[Augustus]
For some strange reason I get the feeling that Bachman's not
going to run out and beg Wrath to withdraw his challenge.
[Hairie]
Now that Wrath is expecting him I bet Bachman won't set foot out
of his cage to take him on.
[Garcia]
Bachman /DOES/ have words for the Hardliner, which we will see
later in the show ... Fans we have to take a quick commercial
break and we'll return with more AWI action live from Cleveland,
Ohio.
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[Garcia]
Okay fans welcome back to Armageddon! Our next bout features the
Swedish Ice Queen herself Tori Johannsenn against ...
[Hairie]
Since when did your duties entail ring announcing? Just get on
to the match. I wanna see what Robbie does when he gets to
ringside. If we're lucky he might join us again for commentary.
[Augustus]
Oh joy. We would be so lucky as to have him for two weeks
straight. I mean his company *is* as about as enjoyable as that
of a mold spore.
[Garcia]
Let's head to ringside for the introductions by Alan Kinsman.
[Alan Kinsman]
Ladies and gentlemen our next bout is one fall with a ten minute
time limit. Introducing first to my left weighing in at 122 lbs.
... the Pink Bomber. And her opponent hailing from the snowy
mountains of Sweden ... TORIIIIIII JOHAAAAAAAAANNSEEEEEEEEENN!!!
{And Tori makes her appearance running down the aisle with Robbie
stumbling along pulling on her chain.}
{DING!}
[Augustus]
Well it looks like Robbie is going to stay at ringside for this
one Chris. And he may very well need be with Tori Johannsenn in
the ring.
[Garcia]
Tori wasting no time with the Pink Bomber as she immediately
starts biting her on the face!
[Hairie]
We all know Tori's not to bright. She probably think's the Bomber
is some sort of giant strawberry treat or something.
[Garcia]
Tori just shoved her treat into the corner and starts wailing
away with kicks to the mid section ... and the Bomber in trouble
early on in this match ...
[Augustus]
I have the very distinct feeling she's going to be in trouble all
/THROUGH/ this match.
[Garcia]
... Tori with an Irish Whip ... followed by a Tundra Kick that
sent the Bomber on a 360 degree face plant ... Tori again biting
the Bomber on the face! This is so ludicrous!
[Hairie]
THAT'S IT TORI!!! THERE'S A TREAT IN THERE SOMEWHERE!!! YOU CAN
SMELL IT CAN'T YOU GIRL!!!
[Garcia]
Tori with a hammerlock now ... shoves the Bomber into the
turnbuckle shoulder first ... scoops her up ... and slams her
onto that pinned arm. I think we all know what this is a prelude
to. Tori is softening her up for the "Hammerlock of Thor.
[Augustus]
I can't help but wonder if someone were to further refine Tori's
surpringly sharp wrestling skills, just how far she would go with
her combination of savagery and technique?
[Hairie]
Probably to the nearest place that could set her up with a low
price on ten pound bags of Snausages.
[Garcia]
Tori stomping away on the Bomber's arm now ... the Bomber fires
back with a quick kick to the gut ... and goes for a clothesline
... BUT TORI BITES HER ON THE ARM!!!
[Augustus]
Guess she must be wearing some Snausage scented perfume or body
spray?
[Garcia]
And Tori flattens the Bomber with another Tundra Kick ... lifts
her back up and applies a hammerlock ... and just JERKS the
Bomber into the air! What STRENGTH!!! The Bomber almost
immediately submits before the ref even has a chance to ask her.
[Hairie]
Oh yeah. Wait a little while for your shoulder to seperate. THEN
say I quit! You're a bright one Garcia.
[Garcia]
Well we've been through Jason Wrath and Tori Johannsenn so far,
and that leaves us with a sort of *mini* main event coming up.
[Augustus]
Ah yes. The return to the ring wars by the cagey veteran himself.
The Jade Tiger in acton with an opponent that won't have to worry
about being clobbered by that kendo stick.
[Hairie]
Man you guys are so lame. The Tiger can take any man on the face
of the earth with his hands tied behind his back. He's the
/ULTIMATE/ kung fu master. He only uses that kendo stick for mind
games and acu-puncture. Just ask Mendoza and Fury about it.
[Garcia]
Alllllrighty then. Fans we have to take another quick commercial
break before we get to this small event, so stay tuned for more
exciting AWI action when we return with ... ARMAGEDDON!!!
[Hairie]
I *hate* it when you do that.
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{"High Flying Again" by Ozzy Osborne greets the return of
Armageddon with the Jade Tiger making his way down the aisle to a
waterfall of boos and trash. The Tiger is grinning fiendishly all
the way.}
[Kinsman]
Ladies and gentlemen ... making hs way down the aisle. Weighing
in at 225 lbs. ... hailing from the Celestial Temple of the
Orient ... the Jade ... TIGERRRRRRRR!!! His opponent is Mark
Force.
[Hairie]
Aw YEAH! We get to see the well aged vet show the young kiddies
how to kick butt the "Old School" way!
[Augustus]
If he's well aged then I've got wine that's younger than he is.
Besides. It looks like he's facing someone half his age.
[Garcia]
Right you are Stephen as we are seeing the debut of another young
AWI star, Mark Force. He's only 19 years old, but he looks really
confident and ready to go at it with the Tiger.
{DING!}
[Hairie]: And there's the bell!
[Garcia]: And there's the bell!
[Augustus]
Jinx.
[Garcia]
Very funny. And the Tiger starts off by pointing at Force and
/LAUGHING/ to the crowd. A very unusal tactic by the martial
arts expert.
[Hairie]
Come on Rolf. The Tiger knows this guy is a joke and he can take
him out any day. Why not have some fun?
[Garcia]
That's Raul ... Force trying to rally the crowd by clapping his
hands and stomping his feet ...
[Hairie]
Well there's mistake number two.
[Garcia]
... and the Tiger BLASTS him with a karate kick to the back of
the neck!
[Augustus]
Never turn your back on the opponent. Looks like Force needs a
little more training at the academy. By the way what was mistake
number one?
[Garcia]
Right you are Stephen ... and the Tiger lifts Force to his feet
... and a WICKED thrust to the throat downs the youngster again!
[Hairie]
Number one? Mistaking himself for a wrestler! That kid's smaller
than my Pomeranian.
[Garcia]
Jade Tiger now standing over Force just smiling and nudging him
with his foot. The Tiger lifts him up ... Irish Whip to the
corner with authority ...
[Augustus]
Says here Force was the top student in his class at the AWI
Launch Pad, undefeated in eleven straight exibitions, and only a
year from graduating.
[Garcia]
And the Tiger rushes in and nails him with a Rouudhouse Kick ...
[Hairie]
Looks like he should have stayed in and taken those last few
classes before he deemed himself ready for action -- cause right
now he's failing Wrestling Offense 101 miserably.
[Garcia]
... Tiger slaps on the "Crow's Talon" trapezius pinch while still
in the corner!!! The ref counts to five and forces a break ...
and the Tiger with a karate kick as he backs away. This poor kid
is obviously overmatched.
[Augustus]
I'm wondering if we'll be seeing the paramedics again tonight as
we did on our first two shows.
[Garcia]
I hope not. But the way it looks we just might. The Tiger
unrelenting in his assault. NOW HE'S BITING FORCE ON THE NOSE!!!
HOW DISGUSTING!!!
[Hairie]
"Ever heard that old proverb about 'cutting off a nose to spite
the face'? Well The Tiger's seeing if it's true!
[Garcia]
Tiger with an Irish Whip ... and a VICIOUS kick turns force a
complete 360. Another Irish Whip ... and ANOTHER kick!!! Somebody
throw in the towel please! This kid's had enough!
[Augustus]
I don't think the Tiger thinks so just yet from the looks of that
stomp to the groin.
[Garcia]
The ref really getting onto The Tiger, who merely smiles and
throws Force outside.
[Hairie]
NOW the lesson begins. Where's the Crow when you need him for a
world class beatdown?
[Garcia]
And the Tiger whips Force to the railing ... BUT FORCE REVERSES
IT!!! ... but the Tiger reverses it *again* and Force eats iron!
[Hairie]
Hey! Iron's good for his growing young body.
[Garcia]
The Tiger laughing at some fans as he tosses Force back in the
ring. The Tiger laughs aloud as he stands him up ... and there's
the "Tiger's Pounce" Scissors Piledriver to end it all. Tiger
with the cover. AND PICKS HIM UP ON THE ONE COUNT!!!"
[Augustus]
Please tell me the EMT's are on the way alreay. This is insane
and totaly uncalled for.
[Garcia]
Tiger stands him up again ... ANOTHER "TIGER'S POUNCE" from the
elder statesman. Lifts Force to his feet one more time ...
somebody please do something for this young man ... ANOTHER
"Tiger's Pounce" from the Jade Tiger and he puts his foot on
Force's face as White counts ... BUT THE TIGER LIFTS HIM ONE MORE
TIME!!! White threatening to DQ The Tiger if he doesn't pin Force
now. GOOD GOD!!! That's the *fourth* "Tiger's Pounce" Force has
endured this match. The Tiger places his foot on Force's face and
instructs White to count him down. And that's all she wrote. NO IT
ISN'T!!! The Tiger lifting Force for what looks to be a fifth
"Tiger's Pounce!!!"
[Hairie]
Give him one for the road. The first four were a little rusty.
Let's see if he can't get a little more height on that jump.
[Augustus]
Let's see how fast he can bail out of the ring! HERE COMES STEVE
THE INSANE!!!
{And the crowd goes NUTS as Dr. Steve "The Insane" comes flying
down the aisle and slides into the ring. Jade Tiger quickly leaps
out to safety as Steve storms the ring.}
[Garcia]
Thank God the doctor was in the house. Steve checking on Force
who looks to be barely moving in the ring. And here come the
EMT's who pass by an *extremely* pleased Jade Tiger.
{The Tiger grabs a mic on his way up the aisle and smiles and
points a bony finger toward the ring.}
[Jade Tiger]
HA HA HA, it is good to get these old bones moving again. Even an
old man like me can still punish the best and the brightest this
country can offer. Did you see that?! The Western athlete
crumbled from the rage of the Tiger.
Yes, little boy, go back to your family and tell them Jade Tiger
spared your worthless hide because of mercy. Let it never be said
that the Jade Tiger has no compassion for the weak and infirmed.
[Garcia]
That was totally uncalled for. I hope our new President sees
fit to punish the Tiger for his uncalled actions tonight. He
could have seriously injured Mark Force.
[Augustus]
Indeed. I think we /ALL/ let out a sigh of relief when Steve the
Insane came charging down the aisle. That save definitely lived
up to it's title.
[Hairie]
Get a life. The wuss shouldn't have skipped class to play hooky.
I think he got what he deserved. Wasting the Jade Tiger's time
like that. He's lucky he's still breathing.
[Garcia]
And WALKING! Believe it or not fans Force is on his feet and
walking away with the help of our first class EMT's. Folks we're
going to take a short commercial break, and when we return we'll
have words from none other then "The Butcher" Otto Verhoeven.
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{Camera fades into Chad Duncan standing by on The Interview Spot.}
[Chad Duncan]
Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time, Nurse Heidi
Uppenmann and the self-styled German Juggernaut, OTTO "THE
BUTCHER" VERHOEVEN!
{As the haunting theme of "Halloween" starts up Verhoeven and
Heidi slowly make their way to the ring, shouting insults at the
ringside fans. Their facial expressions are grim. In the ring
Verhoeven raises his arms in a gesture of triumph and arrogance,
while Heidi stands beside him, her arms slung around his waist.
Finally the sinister couple turns to Chad.}
[Duncan]
Mist- ahem, Herr Verhoeven, later tonight you will face Riverboat
of the MississippiMob, but let me first ask me about the
controversial end of your match with Chris Sim?
[Otto Verhoeven]
What are you talking about? I beat that little, underweight runt
from pillar to post. I could have ended his career {he snaps his
fingers} just like that if I wanted to with the Meathook. My
beloved liebling saw the danger for that unskilled idiot and
decided to end his misery.
[Heidi Uppenmann]
{barely able to suppress a grin} Zat fool can't even ONE hit from
a lady and vants to confront ze Butcher? Vat a joke zis Canadian
piece of trash is.
[Verhoeven]
Perhaps he should return to the great white wasteland, go back to
his inbred family and stop to spread lies about the pathetic USA.
If he is one of the protectors of America's honor, this clearly
shows in a what sad and degenerated state this nation is.
[Duncan]
{waiting until crowd noise dies down} Um, right. What about your
opponent tonight: Riverboat?
[Verhoeven]
{raising an eyebrow} Riverboat, eh? The boys in Germany won't
believe me when I tell them that I met a man who actually calls
himself "Riverboat". Do you actually expect me to take that guy
serious?
[Duncan]
Well, of course. He is a very skilled athlete and...
[Verhoeven]
Skilled? Don't make me laugh, you sniveling toad. He needs that
fancy high-flyer to cover his back. But tonight, there is no kid
to save him from the beating of his life, no tag-team partner to
stop the pain. I want all of you people to watch closely tonight,
as it will be a wrestling exhibition from Germany's finest
athlete.
[Uppenmann]
And no puny "Riverboat" is going to be able to stop him.
[Verhoven]
WELCOME TO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE!
{"Halloween" starts up again and Verhoeven pushes Duncan out of
the way as the Germans leave.}
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[Garcia]
Very imposing overtones from "The Butcher" to Chris Sim, who
incidentily is in action later on tonight. Your take on this
situation Stephen?
[Augustus]
Well "The Butcher" is without a doubt a very impressive physical
specimen, but his overlooking his current opponent may be his
undoing. I think his nurse should get him more focused on the
task at hand than on a possible task in the future. Riverboat is
not to be taken lightly.
[Hairie]
Augustus you are /WAY/ too lame! Verhoeven can crush Sim without
so much as batting an eye, and he's gonna sink the Riverboat to
the bottom where he belongs with the rest of the pond muck!
[Garcia]
Fans ... we had a chance to speak to the AWI Lightheavyweight
champion "Bulldog" Bryan Bachman, as well as the Plague Dog and
Dr. Hyde, /BEFORE/ Mr. Wrath's little outburst ... let's see what
they had to say ...
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{Bulldog Bryan Bachman, Dr. Hyde and the Plague Dog are clustered
around the Dog's desk.}
[Plague Dog]
Are you sure about this, Bryan?
[Bryan Bachman]
Yes. It's only fair.
[Dr. Hyde]
Fair isn't always the issue.
[Bachman]
This time it is. {He notices the camera.} Oh, hi! I've got a few
things to say. I've been with the AWI for a long time now. When I
started I had guts, determination and not a lot more. Now I've
got two titles under my belt, even if one of them was only for a
week or two. I've beaten men like the "Olympian" Gary White and
"Devastating" Dan Lea.
So what next? The answer is clear to me. I showed everyone that I
could take this belt. Now I'm going to show everyone that I can
keep it. This is an open challenge to anyone eligible for the AWI
Lightheavyweight Belt; you want a shot at me, you got it! I'll
defend my belt every week if you guys want to sign the matches.
Only one thing -- take turns, I don't want to see the same face
in the ring every week.
That brings me to the mouth of the ... wherever he's from, Jason
Wrath. I beat you, Wrath. Fair and square, 1,2,3 in the middle of
the ring in front of God and everybody in a match I didn't even
have time to prepare for. Now you say you want more? All right.
You can have as much as you want, just name the time and place.
Oh, but you see, you already had your shot at the belt. You want
another one, prove you deserve it. Beat me. That's all. Beat me
sometime, and the very next week you'll have your shot. Until you
beat me, though, you're just a loudmouth that I've already
whupped up on.
The rest of you -- Crow, Bonham, London, Revi, Sim -- whoever,
bring it on!
[Hyde]
And now, it is my turn. I have been occupied with other matters,
but now I can again turn my full attention to the AWI. I find
that there is a good deal of cancerous matter which ought to
removed -- surgically removed. One name in particular stands out.
Otto Verhoeven. I see you have an outstanding open contract. I'll
be delighted to take that. Think of it as plastic surgery -- the
federation will look better after you're removed.
[Plague Dog]
Thank you, everyone. I believe that's all we have right now.
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[Kinsman]
Our next contest is for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit
... our first competitor ... stands 6'8" ... and weighs 340 lbs.
... he is lead to the ring by his manager, "NURSE" HEIDI
UPPENMANN ... He is ... OTTO "THE BUTCHER" VERHOEVEN!!!
{The theme to John Carpenter's "Halloween" keys up, and the fans
maliciously boo the large German.}
[Kinsman]
And his opponent ... hailing from Mississippi ... one half of
the Mississippi Mob ... RIVERBOAT!! Your referee is Marty Wood.
{DING!}
[Hairie]
And there's the bell! Ha! Beat you to it!
[Garcia]
And right off the bat we see Verhoeven try and goad Riverboat
into a test of strength ...
[Augustus]
This should be interesting. Two men very similar in size and
strength going for a raw test of strength. Should it stay fair
I'd have to say this is worth seeing in itself.
[Hairie]
*What*? Augustus, you must be a crack baby or something!? KICK
HIM IN THE GROIN BUTCHER!!!
[Garcia]
A clean lock up! Both men struggling ... it looks like Riverboat
has the advantage early ... but Verhoeven just *powers* him back
up ... and sneaks in a punch to the head. So much for fair. Irish
whip by Verhoeven ... Riverboat with a bodypress on the return!!!
no count ... both men up to their feet ... Irish whip by
Riverboat this time ... and a big splash that takes Verhoeven
down for the cover ... but Uppenman is up on the apron!
[Augustus]
I wonder if that name Uppenman means 'up on the apron' in German?
She never seems to stay on the floor during these matches.
[Garcia]
Surprised Wood didn't DQ Verhoeven. BUT HE IS MAKING UPPENMANN
LEAVE!!! Verhoeven punches out of the pinfall ... but the
Riverboat catches him with another bodypress ... again no count
... The Butcher with another punch to the head ... followed by
a clothesline ... and an elbow smash to the head ...
[Hairie]
COME ON BUTCHER!!! BREAK HIM OFF SOMETHING!!! LIKE HIS ARM!!!
[Garcia]
Riverboat manages to sway the flow with an irish whip into the
turnbuckle ... but Verhoeven EXPLODES out of the corner with a
clothesline that floors Riverboat ... the Butcher picks him up
and goes for a blatant choke ... he just notices Uppennmann's
gone!!! Riverboat ducks under ... AND LIFTS VERHOEVEN INTO A
BACKBREAKER RACK!!! What STRENGTH by the Riverboat!
[Augustus]
Indeed an awesome display to lift a man so heavy so easily. Now
if he can get him to submit.
[Garcia]
No such luck as Verhoeven down on his own accord ... Riverboat
quickly with an irish whip into the corner ... AND THERE'S THE
PADDLE-WHEEL "REVERSE FALLAWAY SLAM" AS HE STUMBLES OUT ... 1
... 2 ... 3!!! We have a winner!!!
[Hairie]
NO WAY MAN!!! HE HAD HIS TIGHTS!!! HE HAD HIS FOOT ON THE
ROPES!!! HE ...
[Augustus]
... won the match fair and square. Quit your yapping Hairie.
[Garcia]
And Riverboat shows he can stay afloat without his partner as he
pulls off a major victory tonight.
[Hairie]
I want my money back! No blood, no guts, no violent carnage or
mayhem. What the heck kinda match was that? Riverboat is a dirty
cheating hick!
[Augustus]
There you go Hairie. Call it just like you see it. Between
Bachman, Steve the Insane, and Riverboat the AWI is just too
overun with rampant rulebreakers and needs somebody to round them
all up ...
[Hairie]
DAMN SKIPPY! I get sick and tired of these yellow bellied cowards
cheating week in and week out and ... HEY!!! Augustus you set me
up!!!
[Garcia]
And now we have a few words from the "Canadian Sensation"
himself, Chris Sim, in preparation for his upcoming match with
Ken Mischief.
=================================================================
{The cameraman hears some conversation coming from a dressing
room, the camera takes a shot of the door that is sligtly ajar
and that reads 'International Players'. The camera then pushes
the door open to see Carlos Mendoza and Chris Sim sitting in
chairs with there feet up on a table watching the Verhoeven/Sim
match from the last Explosion, Sim sees the camera and turns to
speak.}
[Chris Sim]
Well, I made yet another rookie mistake. One that I will never
make again ... I made assumptions, I said 'Butcher, you won't
have a chair when I face you in the ring' and 'Butcher, in the
ring it will be one on one' or 'Otto wants to prove himself so
Carlos doesn't have to come to ringside' ... well I guess I was
wrong wasn't I? I fell for underhanded tricks yet again. Am I
stupid? Maybe ... but I would rather think naive.
The Butcher wanted to prove himself to the world ... Well he
did! What exactly did he prove, you ask? Well, he proved he can't
get the job done by himself ... that he needs a chair and a woman
to do his dirty work. Am I bitter? A little. But, I know how to
deal with these two-on-one situations better now. What I am
bitter about is that we still don't know who the better wrestler
is.
[Carlos Mendoza]
I personally think it's Nurse Heidi. She seems to do better than
Verhoeven everytime I see them around a ring. Maybe she can
wrestle in the men's division in his place? Oh! I'm sorry go
ahead amigo.
[Sim]
Otto can claim that it's him a hundred times over but everyone
saw what happened except for the referee! Is Otto proud of
himself? I'm sure he is. Is he a real man for doing this? No ...
but he can make up for it if he accepts my request for a re-match
... on one condition ... that it's a pure science match. You want
to prove your a better wrestler? Then do it within the rules! You
do that and I'll shake your hand and concede that you are the
better wrestler!
{Mendoza fast-forwards the tape and the TV is showing footage of
Mischief throwing Sim over the top rope to eliminate him from
the Spring Stampede.}
[Sim]
And Mischief -- you aren't just trying to throw me over the ropes
this time, I look forward to facing you one-on-one and showing
you what I can do. This time I hope to be the one who's arms are
raised in victory, either way I have my SIGHTS SET ON YOU!!
[Mendoza]
You tell em compadre! The sensation from Canada is ready to fly
high and has his aim set just as high. Show them the sign of
victory Chris and let's get ready to take off!
{With that Sim makes an X with his arms and Mendoza getting into
the spirit of things does it too as the video fades out.}
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[Kinsman]
Our first contestant ... stands 5'10" ... weighs 230 lbs. ... and
hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada ... he is one half of the
INTERNATIONAL PLAYERS ... he is ... "CANADIAN SENSATION" CHRIS
SIM!!!
{"New Sensation" by INXS kicks in, and the young high-flyer runs
down to the ring, while Carlos walks behind him shaking hands and
signing a few posters before sprinting down to ringside.}
[Kinsman]
And his opponent ... standing 6'4" ... weighs in at 275 lbs. ...
and hails from Calgary, Alberta ..."Troublemaker" KEN MISCHIEF!!!
{The only entrance needed for Mischief is the boos of the fans as
the hulking Canadian makes his way to ringside and steps up onto
the apron.}
[Kinsman]
Your referee is Shawntell White.
{DING}
[Garcia]
And our match is under way. Chris Sim against the man who would
be king, Ken Mischief. Certainly no brotherly love for these two
Canadian grapplers as they're set to lock up."
[Augustus]
You can only have lost love if you had it to began with. I think
Mischief *hates* everybody, so he is disqualifeid from the love
category.
[Garcia]
And Mischief shows no love as he starts off with a riveting
clothesline ... but Sim right back up with a back elbow smash
... Mischief for a bodyslam, but Sim turns him around and lifts
the big man for a kneebreaker.
[Hairie]
I thought Sim was the high flyer. What the heck is this crap he's
trying to prove?"
[Garcia]
Mischief with a vicious forearm to the face ... followed by a
belly to belly suplex that emphasizes his power advantage ... and
bashes Sim with a clothesline as he staggers to his feet.
[Augustus]
Sim does NOT want to match strength with this brute. He'd better
go to his high flying assault or Mischief will have him grounded
permanently.
[Garcia]
Sim retaliates with another back elbow ... but Ken whips him into
the ropes and responds with a shoulder tackle ... and drops a leg
across Sims' face for good measure ... picks him up and right
back down with a bodyslam ... Sim looks to be in trouble early on
in this match and his partner Mendoza looks to be worried.
[Hairie]
That's cause Mendoza remembers the whipping Mischief put on HIM a
while back. HOW'S THE HEAD CARLOS!?!?
[Garcia]
Sim fires off another back elbow smash right into Mischief's jaw
and drops him! Sim with a leg drop of his own ... lifts Mischief
to his feet ... and gets a clothesline for his troubles. Mischief
with an armbar and in firm control now ... lifts him for another
slam ...
[Augustus]
Mischief seems to be trying to brutalize Sim with power moves so
he can slow the pace and keep him out of the air. Looks to be
working so far, but I wouldn't count Sim out yet.
[Hairie]
That's because you're illiterate and *can't* count.
[Garcia]
... drags Sim to his feet and nails a short arm clothesline!
Uh-oh ... Mischief seems to be changing gears as he slaps Sim
into a Boston crab! Sim struggling ... trying to reach the ropes
but can't do it-- YES! He finally breaks free, but Mischief rocks
him with a forearm.
[Augustus]
Sim really in serious trouble now ... I think that Boston Crab
took a lot out of him, and Mischief is still turning up the heat.
[Garcia]
Mischief with a kick that floors an already winded Sim. Drops a
knee on a downed Chris Sim ... grabs him by the hair to lift him
... BUT SIM WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!!! 1 ... 2 ... and Mischief
powers out! Close call there for Mischief.
[Hairie]
Nah! Just toying with him. He just wants to send a message. Like
the one he just did with that kick that said, "Lay down dog -- I
own you!"
[Garcia]
And Mischief follows up the kick with a DDT ... an Irish whip by
Mischief ... and Sim NAILS him with a drop kick in mid-air as
Mischief was going for a bulldog lariat!!! Sim quickly to the top
... flying elbow drop ... OH AND HE MISSES!!! Sim appears hurt
... Mischief not missing an opportunity here ... lifts Sim to his
feet ... and another belly to belly suplex!
[Augustus]
You can't help but wonder if he's taunting Mendoza by punishing
his partner with his signature move.
[Hairie]
Ken wouldn't do something like that. He's to nice of a guy.
[Garcia]
He holds for a pin ... 1 ... 2 ... thr-- NO! SIM KICKS OUT!!!
Amazingly, Sim kicked out after the punishment he's taken and
missing that elbow drop.
[Hairie]
Amazing? More like stupid if you ask me. I would have laid there
and died myself.
[Augustus]
That's why Sim is the wrestler and you're the announcer.
[Garcia]
Sim apparently bleeding from the head, presumably as a result of
one of Mischief's forearm shots ... Mischief with another kick
... followed by a second short arm clothesline. Scoops Sim up ...
and a nails a sidewalk slam. But Sim fights back with--
[Hairie]
Let me guess! An elbow smash. Man let me tell ya. That Sim sure
knows a truckload of wrestling moves. God forbid he add a few
more to his arsenal.
[Garcia]
Mischief shrugs off the elbow and responds with a neckbreaker
that lays Sim flat. Mischief lifts him to his feet ... irish whip
... AND THERE IT IS!!! "BIG TROUBLE" Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker.
1 ... 2 ... 3!!! That's all she wrote for Chris Sim tonight.
Mendoza quickly into the ring to stave off any further damage to
his fallen comrade.
[Augustus]
A truly impressive win by Ken Mischief ... He managed to make
sure that Sim never established any sort of game plan in that
one.
[Hairie]
On the contrary Stephen. I think the idea of absorbing all of
that punishment until Mischief couldn't beat him anymore was a
good idea. Too bad Sim couldn't last long enough until Mischief
tired himself out.
[Garcia]
Always the unbelievable insight from you Chris ... Sim appears
to be fine, though he's holding his back a bit ... Fans, let's go
to another commercial break and when we get back, words from
tonight's participants in the NA Tag Team Tournament.
=================================================================
COMMERCIALS
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[Garcia]
Fans we've just been informed that there is a new developement in
the North American Tag Team Tournament concerning the belts and
their *previous* owners ... the team Known as Perfection has
re-emerged on the scene and are supposed to be somewhere in the
building. We have a camera ...
{"The Perfect Fanfare" keys up and a loud chorus of boos greet
the unexpected return of Perfection, accompanied by Johnny Rooks.}
[Hairie]
AND THERE THEY ARE!!!
[Augustus]: It seems that the former North American Tag
Team Champions have returned. Kim Lee seems to have even
bulked up a bit in their absence.
[Kim Lee]
We're ba-ack!
[Jilliam Bole]
Did you miss us?
[Lee]
I should hope so since the tag-team ranks have been pathetically
devoid of quality competition since we've left.
[Bole]
True, but what can one expect without us, after all, we are
Perfection.
[Lee]
How true Jil ... yet I can't but help feel something is missing.
[Bole]
Yes ... what could we have forgotten?
[Lee]
We? Nothing, we are Perfection.
[Bole]
Yes, you see, Kim and I were taking a much deserved vacation,
relaxing, eating the best foods, seing the best shows, visiting
the best sights, meeting the best women...
[Lee]
We did all this confident that our man here {pulls Rooks over
and pats him on the back} could take care of business.
[Johnny Rooks]
That's right, and...
{Kim not-too gently snatches the mic back}
[Lee]
And, for the first time I can remember, we were wrong.
[Bole]
Yeah Kim, my waist feels a bit drafty...
{At this point Rooks starts looking nervous, but Kim has a
strong grip on him.}
[Lee]
Well, we can't begrudge him too much ... after all, he's not us.
[Bole]
True ... well, since we are Perfection, I suppose we'll have to
let him get off ... with about a month.
[Lee]
No, Jil, we owe Mr. Rooks a chance to save himself. Johnny, you
have to the count of five to leave the ring, or we'll leave you
in a condition that will make the Plague Dog envious.
[Rooks]
WHAT??!! Boys, I know...
[Bole]
One
[Rooks]
I made some mistakes, but I thought....
[Lee]
Two
[Rooks]
... we had covered that. You *need* ...
[Bole]
Three
[Rooks]
me and ... oh, hell!
[Garcia]: And Rooks *bails* out of the ring at high speeds!
He's headed for the hills!
[Lee]
Well, we've learned from our mistakes, and this {points to Rooks'
retreating back} will never happen again.
[Bole]
Being that we are Perfection, we do not need a manager to screw
up our buisness affairs.
[Lee]
Instead, we're sure, Mr. Chamberlin, that you shall be much wiser
than your father was and treat us fairly, lest you share his fate.
[Bole]
Chamberlin, we, the former and should be current North American
Tag Team champions are not even in the tournament for the belts
that are ours. At the same time, teams such as the War Birds,
whom we have defeated, are not only allowed in this tournament
yet get a shot at the World Tag Team titles? Mr. Chamberlain,
we're sure you will see the lunacy in this and grant us what
should rightfully be ours, the shot at Intensive Care.
[Lee]
We held the belts, we never lost them, we should thus be the #1
contenders. Give us what we rightfully deserve based upon our
accomplishments and record, you will not like the alternative.
{"The Perfect Fanfare" keys up and a loud chorus of boos greet
the exit of Perfection, minus Johnny Rooks.}
[Garcia]
WOW! I think that caught /EVERYONE/ off guard. Who expected
Perfection to be making a return on the eve of the tournament!?
[Augustus]
Don't forget relieving Johnny Rooks of his managerial duties.
[Hairie]
Man WHAT are those guys thinking? Rooks can't be blamed for the
situation at hand. Chamberlin is a total goof ball and had /NO/
right even starting this stupid tournament!
[Garcia]
Well, all in all, that's a little bit to late to debate now.
Even as we speak Team Stevens' newest mix and match of mayhem is
ready to head down to ringside for action. Let's head to the
interview spot with Chad.
=================================================================
{Cut to Chad Duncan in the interview area where Robbie Stevens
and Agony & Ecstacy are standing by.}
[Chad]
Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time are the members of
Team Stevens. But before we get started, Robbie -- what exactly
is going on with you, Jessica Perkins, and Sarah Victory?
[Robbie]
I dunno Chad ... I didn't think having two women fighting over
you would be so painful. Look, I will handle it, trust me.
[Chad]
Well, judging from the events that happened last week, you've
got your hands full. Tonight, Tank Bradley and Toshiaki
Hasegawa, you've got a match tonight with members of the Flock.
[Bradley]
Chad, before we even get started on them, let me clear up about
what I said last week. I am playing games with Mike Piersall. I
gave him a small sample of what level of pain is waiting for him
when he steps in the ring. I let the guy slide last week. If I
wanted to, I could have broke his neck ... but I didn't. I asked
for a match, he gave me a match, I'm not going to hold it against
him for being stupid. The fact is, I destroyed him. I hit him
with three moves and he threw in the towel.
Now, Augustus can say I'm not making a smart move ... Garcia can
say I'm not making a smart move ... but here's the straight facts.
I am not giving Mike Piersall an out. I'm not about to let him
and all the AWI fans say that Tank Bradley beat him only because
he wrestled Springheel first. I don't need to beat a tired near
cripple. I can beat a full rested near cripple. Piersall, the
ball is now in your court. I got you in the ring. I embarassed
you. You have the choice. I ain't afraid of you at all. I'll take
you on at anytime and any place you name. I'm not a hard man to
find. I'll let you slide. You gave me the match I asked for. You
can try to redeem yourself to the eyes of the fans or you can go
find a rock to hide under, either way, I don't care.
As far as the Flock goes, I don't sweat them. James, I don't care
who you bring. You're just a bunch Jehoviah Witness knocking on
my door on Sunday Morning at 8 A.M. And I'm gonna do to you
exactly what I do them.
{Bradley cracks his knuckles and draws his thumb across his
throat}.
[Duncan]
Mr. Hasegawa ...
{Joey stands directly in front of Chad. Chad's tone becomes
slightly annoyed.}
[Duncan]
... your thoughts on facing the Flock tonight?
[Hasegawa]
The big man is right ... Flock, we have nothing against you. All
I know is I look /FAR/ too good to be losing this early in the
tournament. Our friend Carlos Mendoza can sort of illustrate my
point here ... he has no sense of style. That's why I beat him so
easily -- you caught that match right Chad?
[Duncan]
Yes, though I don't think it was such an easy victory.
[Hasegawa]
Are you kidding? I was toying with him. That way we got more TV
time. Anyway, Flock, I'm treating you like a warmup for my big
match coming up with the Sensei here. Tank is far too dangerous,
and I'm far too suave though ... you don't stand a chance.
[Chad]
Well, there you have it from a confident Team Stevens. Back to
you, Raul.
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[Garcia]
Well let's not waste anymore time Chad. Let's send this one
straight to the ring for our Main Event!
[Kinsman]
Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is the opening match
to crown a /NEW/ AWI North American Tag Team Champion!!!
{Crowd pops big for the tournament.}
[Kinsman]
Our first team ... representing Team Stevens ... weighing in at a
total combined weight of 589 lbs. ... "Tank" Bradley ... Toshiaki
Hasegawa ... AGONY AND ECSTACY!!!
{"You're So Vain" by Faster Pussycat blares over the PA as Robbie
heads to ringside with "Tank" Bradley and Smilin Joey right
behind him.}
[Kinsman]
And their opponents ... weighing in at a combined weight of 523
lbs. ... hailing from Salem, Massachusetts and Estonia
respectively ... Reverend Jeremiah James ..."The Philosopher"
Mikhail Tvskova ... THE FLOCK!!!
{"Onward Christian Soldiers" keys up as James and Tzskova walk
down the aisle to the ring. Both appear to be very stern and
focused.}
[Kinsman]
Your referee for this bout is Marty Wood.
{DING!}
[Garcia]
And folks that bell sounds for another first on Armageddon, the
beginning of our North American Tag Team Title Tournament. It
looks like Hasegawa and will start for A&E, and the *good*
Reverend for The Flock.
[Augustus]
As far as team work goes this match is a toss up, but if I have
to give anyone an advantage it would have to be The Flock. With
their size and experience, they should have the decisive edge in
this match.
[Garcia]
Good point. Our two combatants ready to lock up, but wait ... not
before Smilin Joey goes into his runway strut ... much to the
dismay of the fans and James. And now Joey with a leg drag take
down ... but the Reverend quickly back up to his feet ... and
curses Hasegawa with a choke ... and a chokeslam from nowhere!
Wood with a warning ...
[Hairie]
Let the good reverend tell you it came from the heart.
[Augustus]
Well he /IS/ a man of God. Why would we ever doubt his word?
[Garcia]
James with a hammerlock ... but Joey counters with one of his
own ... lifts the Reverend up for a slam ... and nails him with
a dropkick on the way up. And a flurry of kicks from Hasegawa.
Might be laying off the groin as so not to get a DQ loss in the
tournament this early.
[Augustus]
Well you know good ol Marty is one who is quick to pull the
trigger. I'll bet this match means a little too much for him to call it
this soon.
[Garcia]
Right you are as Wood let's the match go on, aware of the tactics
of Hasegawa. Lifts James and sends him for an Irish Whip ...
Sunset Flip on the return ... he has a hand full of tights ...
but Woods sees it and calls for a break!
[Hairie]
Well I guess he's not gonna let *everything* go. Although I do
believe Joey's hands *accidently* got caught in the Reverend's
pants.
[Augustus]
I'm not /EVEN/ going to comment on /THAT/ one ...
[Garcia]
Joey now biting at James' face ... which brings in Tzskova ...
which in turn brings in Bradley! But both go back to their
corners as Wood gets Joey to break and gives him a stern
warning.
[Hairie]
Oooooooooo! I bet Joey's scared of him now. Probably didn't
understand a word he said. You know he doesn't speak English.
[Augustus]
But Hasegawa is very fluent in English.
[Hairie]
Yeah but Wood ain't!
[Garcia]
James with an Irish whip ... and Joey with a sleeper on the
Reverend on the return trip. James having trouble ... but breaks
the hold. And Joey donates a low blow to the groin for his
offering to the Reverend's cause ... and now sends the Reverend
on his way to the outside to receive more offerings from Robbie.
[Hairie]
Hey at least they are being generous. What did Mendoza ever give
the good Reverend? Joey's got more class and an even bigger
heart.
[Augustus]
Well Robbie is being pretty generous with that chain as he lays
into James.
[Garcia]
Tzskova not to happy about the way that Team Stevens pays
worship and he goes around to help his partner ... and Tank
Bradley rolls James back into the ring. Joey goes for his
patented stomp flurry ... but James rolls out of the way and gets
to his feet ... only to get dropped by a low blow from Hasegawa.
This guy disgusts me.
[Hairie]
Yeah he does. You'd think that after James gave him the
Television Title he'd be a little bit more appreciative.
[Garcia]
Joey rolls James up into a small package after he doubles him
over with that low blow -- he's got the tights again!!! WOOD
ISN'T IN POSITION TO SEE IT!!! 1 ... 2 ... 3!!! And Team Stevens
has stolen another victory via treachery and deceit.
[Augustus]
Well James and Tzskova got what they deserve. It looks as if A$E
practice what the good Reverend preaches, and it payed off.
[Garcia]
That it did. And Folks we are out of time on this third edition
of AWI Armaggedon. For Stephen Augustus and Chris Hairie, I'm
Raul Garcia Jr. saying, so long everybody!
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