Biff Wellington: Welcome back we are going to kick things off in the JWA as the Banshee takes on the Polar Bear.

Fast Eddie: Whoa, Whoa, you trying yo upstage me? I gotta little announcement. I figured we need to spice up things a bit. So I'm giving you all a treat, Hit the music.

"Fuckin Hostile" by Pantera hits the PA, and out to a scattering amount of boo's is Jack Irons, He's wearing a Bubby Brister Bronco Jersey. As this intensifies the boos. He is also holding a large cup, wonder if its rum and coke or Jack and coke.

Fast Eddie: Welcome Jack, this is gonna be great,

Jack Irons: Yeah Edwardo your damn right, I'm here to see if this land of justice is really worth a look. Who we got up?

Biff Wellington Um Banshee and Polar Bear.

Jack Irons: Oh heya Biff, didn't notice you there. Last time I saw you, I knocked you through some wall huh?

Biff Wellington: Um yeah, you look good Jack, let's go to the ring.

Sweet Lou: Intorducing Already in the ring, standing a 6 feet five inches and 280 pounds. I give you the Polar Bear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! His opponent making his debut, in the JWA. He is member of the MoA, He stands in 6 feet tall. He weighes 232 pounds. The master of the Spinal Tap and Twin Bellows Kick. He hails from Cherokee, NC. He is the Banshee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Careful with that Axe, Eugene" by Pink Floyd hits the PA, Banshee comes out to some boos, as he is wearing a black and gold classical surcoat to the ring, He is wearing Dark Green tights with a gothic cross down the side of each leg, and black wrestling boots. He gets in the ring and stares at Polar Bear.

Biff Wellington: The bell rings as these two combatants hook it up in a collar and Elbow tie up. Polar Bear takes it into a side headlock, Banshee quickly counters with a belly to back suplex. Polar Bear slow to his feet as he holds his neck form the force of the blow. Banshee on the attack single leg pick up, Polar Bear hard to the mat. Banshee appears to be on a roll.

Fast Eddie: I haven't seen much of this guy, but what I've seen he could definately be walking out of Chicago with the World Title. Banshee allows Polar Bear to get to his feet onlt to knock him down with a standing side kick. He covers

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Banshee, picks him up and the Ref is giving him hell. Banshee turns his attention back to Polar Bear, Polar Bear with a thumb to the eye. He follows with a left that sends Banshee into the ropes.

Jack Irons: Polar Bear better do something now or we're gonna see him in hospital, Let me get a drink real quick, ahh ok Polar Bear whips Banshee reversal by Banshee he lifts up Polar Bear and nails a stun gun. He practically decapitated him there. That was cool the way his head was jerked the wrong way. Banshee can end this at any moment.

Biff Wellington: Banshee wipes the sweat, from his brow as he signals for one of his trademark maneuvers, He whips him into the ropes, Twin Bellows Kick, Twin Bellows Kick. This is academic, All he has to do is cover. What's he doing, He's picking him up.

Fast Eddie: Banshee lifts him up Spinal Tap!!!!, He covers with one foot,

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Sweet Lou : Your winner Banshee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jack Irons: That's what you get when you put a scrub up against a master, You get a squash, course it be different if I was in their.

Fast Eddie: Yeah Banshee will get a stiffer challenge another time but he made that look to easy. Polar Bear is a big man, Banshee just tore him up. He was on his game, he learned rage well from Mass Carnage.

Biff WellingtonWell this just handed to me, Madd Maxx will not be able to perform tonigh as he unfortunately missed his flight last night. Next up Keith Wildwing takes on Tank.

Jack Irons: Another Snoozer, Wildwing although he'll win tonight ain't much. Boy this land needs me to stir things up a bit and keep these guys on their toes. huh Ed?

Fast Eddie: Yeah, you never know when you'll be hit by random weapon day, or random attack day. How about the time you dressed up like an indian?

Jack Irons: Umm Sweet Lou Do your job.

Sweet Lou: Introducing first, making his debut to the JWA, He stands 6'8 and weighes a mammoth 450 lbs. He hails from San Diego, California I present Tank!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tank comes out in all Camoflauge and Black boots, The crowd boos him as he he threatens to hit a fan. He looks pretty intimidating as he scowls his way to the ring.

Sweet Lou: A member and mastermind behind the Revolution, He will be escorted to the ring by Darren Ridel, He stands 6 feet 4 inches and weighes 241 pounds.He is the master of Destruction Driver. He is Keith Wildwing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"The Immortals" by Encounter the Ultimate as the crowd roars and pyrotechnics go off on the Ramp. Out steps Darren Ridel and Keith Wildwing and they acknowledge the crowd. Only inciting them to be even louder. Wildwing is wearing black tights with "Wildwing" down one end, and "Revolution" down the other. White boots, gloves, and elbow pads. No shirt revelaing a well defined body.

Fast Eddie: The bell sounds and Tank charges but Wildwing ducks and delivers a stiff right. He follows up with a right that has little effect on Tank. Tank scowls and chops Wildwing. Wildwing to one knee from the blow. Tank capitalizes and whips Wildwing into the ropes and catches him with a big boot. Wildwing crashes face first. Tank bounces off the ropes a big headbutt. He covers

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Wildwing somehow kicks out.

Biff Wellington: The big Tank is in control now. He picks up Wildwing and throws him face first into the turnbuckle. Wildwing using the ropes to stay up. Tank scoops him up and slams him hard to the mat. He follows quickly with a leg drop.He covers with his leg across the neck of Wildwing.

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Wildwing is out again. He showing tremendous courage to stay in there .

Jack Irons: He better think of something pretty quick or he'll have first hand knowledge on what's it like to be a human eggo. Anywho, Tank picks up Wildwing and whips him into the corner.Tank charges, this could be bad. Wildwing leaps to the top rope and when Tank runs into the corner he leaps off delivering a tornado DDT. Tank is down for the first time tonight.

Fast Eddie: Wildwing is down as well, The crowd is getting excited as he makes it to his feet. Tank is up to one knee as Wildwing is bouncing off the ropes he throws a dropkick knocking Tank back to the mat, Wildwing quickly mounts the top rope and leaps off frog splash as he covers

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Biff Wellington: Wildwing a little suprised he didn't get the win right there. Tank to his feet. Wildwing goes tries to go to the offenssive but Tank with a quick rake of the eye. Tank with a big knee. He follows that by rubbing Wildwing's face on the laces of his boots, Tank then celebrates. He even jaws with the crowd a little. He picks up Wildwing and drops him in a side salto. He covers

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Jack Irons: Wildwing may be down but he's got a lot left I can tell. He's a fighter. Tank shakes his head and whips Wildwing into the ropes he throws a big clothesline but Wildwing ducks and jumps on his back with a sleeper hold. Tank's flailing his arms trying to keep the blood circulating so he don't pass out. This is a great move because Tank's so big and he must be winded at this point of the match. Great strategy.

Fast Eddie: Yeah definately, Tank starts to backpedal, sending Wildwing hard into the corner. Tank has got to capitalize now if he wants to get an upset here tonight. Tank gives a signal for his signature move the powerbomb. He lifts Wildwing up but Wildwing at the last second reaches out and delivers a facebuster, both men are down.

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Biff Wellington:Wildwing to his feet, he is pumped as the crowd roars. He gives them the sign they have been looking for. Tank to his feet, Wildwing picks him up. Destruction Driver, What a show of strength by Wildwing. He covers

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Sweet Lou: Your winner Keith Wildwing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jack Irons: Wildwing put up a good show, I did well despite giving up over 200 pounds. And picking up Tank was impressive. But you know what?

Biff Wellington: What?

Jack Irons: If he comes my way, he'd get a lights out. No doubt.

Biff Wellington: On that note, Let's take a break.