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(The Solotron suddenly flares to life showing... a gold crown with a black rose descending 
on it. The crowd is quick to react with boos, even before "Shove It" by The Cross starts 
up and Derek King appears at the top of the aisle.)

		OK, folks, we are back, we are live, and we are at the main event.
	Six men, six nightmares, but only one can be the EWC World Champion!

	 The man walking to ringside may be preparing to live through a 
	nightmare tonight! Outside of his nightmare stipulation, he'll have to make 
	it past the biggest and best of the EWC to walk away with the big gold!

	 And if anyone can do it, it's Derek King! He's "been there, done 
	that" on every level of success! He has the resources to put people out of 
	wrestling - like the beatdown he pulled on T.R. Parker... and he ALWAYS has 
	a plan! If it's a long night for Derek King, it will be because he's the NEW 
	EWC Champion!

	 A lot of people watching at home who have never seen Derek King
	may see a man who's basically connived and bought his way into a World
	title situation - and you would be right.  But count on this, he can sure
	as hell back it up.  He's held almost every VCW/DCW title that was worth having,
	and he is a master of mind games, both on his own and the former leader
	of the Black Seal!

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	(CROWD POP TO THE SEVEN HEAVENS as T.R. Parker bolts from the dressing room and heads
	for the ring)

	 And there will be /NO/ strutting to the ring TONIGHT!

	  T.R. Parker is on the scene and he's headed toward the ring at top
	speed...oh, King was waiting for him to slide in, but Parker stops short
	of sliding in, and now grabs King's legs and yanks him out of the ring!
	Now both men going at it hammer and tongs as senior referee Gerald Riley	
	calls for the bell!

	 This is what makes Derek King great... he's a technical genius 
	TOTALLY unafraid to get down and dirty with a hoodlum like Parker!

	 Parker grabs King's arm, and sends him for an irish whip right into
	the guard barrier!!! Parker now climbing onto the ring apron, and he comes
	off right across King's head with a hipbuster double axehandle, and now both
	men are down on the floor!

	 Parker taking a controlled risk with that leap from the apron... but 
	he with the long night ahead, may want to curb those tendencies...

	 Parker picks up King, and now another whip REVERSED BY KING towards
	the ringpost, Parker comes OFF OF THE STEPS INTO A MOONSAULT!!! *Crowd pop*

	 Or he could do the exact opposite of sound strategy. That works 
	also, obviously.

	 Despite Parker's rep as being one hellacious brawler, people sometimes
	forget he knows how to fly as well!  Parker rolling King back inside and now
	is following.  Parker waits for King to get to his feet...right hand, another
	right, a THIRD right, and Parker slides in, hiptoss from the former EWC
	champ, and now a kick to the head leaves King howling in pain!
	Parker with a chop across King's chest, and now King returning the
	favor, and now both men laying chops into each other that is raising red
	welts into one another!

	 We aren't seeing a championship match here... we're seeing a BRAWL... 
	a BRAWL by two men with a long history of hatred coming out in every 
	knife-edge attack!

	 King finally ducks a chop and...a waistlock takedown!?  Talk about
	a shift in styles.

	 A wise one! One of them has a long night ahead of them... so it's 
	best to conserve your energy as best as you can!

	 Nevertheless, King moving into an armbar, and apparently is successful
	for the time being in slowing down the momentum of T.R. Parker.  Remember,
	if either man makes it to the last match, King's nightmare is to bow to 
	T.R. Parker, while Parker's is to work for free in the EWC for 90 days!

	 And we all know that Parker's prima-donna attitude won't let him go 
	90 minutes for free, less known 90 days!

	 Parker working his way to his feet, and Parker now reverses with
	an armtwist of his own, and now sending King into the ropes, and NAILING
	King on the rebound with a leg lariat of his own.

	 Kick by Parker, and Parker goes for the Strutter Cutter, but King
	with a waistlock lift right into a backbreaker stops that offense, good
	move by Derek King.

	 An excellent counter-move there, but that was a good attempt by 
	Parker. The sooner he finishes King, the better for later in the night.

	 King now laying some serious bootage onto the face of T.R. Parker, and
	that is the expression of rage of one Derek King, a man who felt T.R. had mocked
	everything he built in VCW while Parker was there.  King lifting up Parker, 
	suplex attempt BLOCKED by Parker, and ANOTHER try that is foiled by Parker, 
	but King going the other way with a DDT, and Parker couldn't block that!

	 King is showing the quick thinking and ring generalship that 
	hallmark his style. This is a man that does not NEED to cheat, and THAT is 
	what makes him dangerous!

	 King going for the suplex again, and this time he gets it off...Parker
	hanging up there for a good six seconds before crashing down!  King goes
	for a cover, we have one, we have two, and Parker kicking out.  King now sits
	Parker up and locks on a sleeperhold!

	 Parker needs to get some energy going... he WON'T be able to keep up 
	with King at this pace!

	 King starting to work some of his deviousness into the match, he's	
	sliding that arm down to choke Parker out when Riley isn't focused on how
	the hold is applied.  That's probably chapter two in the book of dirty tricks,
	but it's working here, as Parker's energy is getting sapped by the combination
	choke/sleeper.

	 It's not a "dirty trick"... it's INTELLIGENCE. Just like Deric 
	said... King needs to finish this off quick... and if the ref doesn't see 
	it...

	 Parker is down, the referee is checking his arm...it drops once...
	an it would be a shame for Parker to go out like this.....

	(Suddenly the lights in the arena flicker for a few seconds, go dark for three 
	seconds, then come back up)

	 WHAT THE HELL!?!

	 This is typical Parker trickery! It's underhanded! It's sneaky! That 
	TR might have some potential!

	 King is livid, he's yelling at the referee, he's dropped Parker
	center ring...wait a minute, those lights....could it be the calling card
	of one Blind Melon Chitlin!?!

	 Hiring a hitman to take out your foes... yup, TR has definite 
	potential!

	 King was not happy with that...*CROWD POP* PARKER WITH A NUTSHOT
	WHILE KING WAS ARGUING WITH THE REF!!!

	 That was in full view of the ref, but given the implications of this 
	match, I can see some leeway.

	 Bad move by King, taking his eyes off of Parker, PARKER WITH THE
	STRUTTER CUTTER!!!! Cover *whump* and this one *whump* is ovvvvvvv...well,	
	not yet!  King having the presence of mind to kick out of that one!

	 This is what I'm talking about... it was gut-check time for Derek 
	King, and he delivered with that kickout! He may make it through this yet!

	 Parker now firing forearms to the head of King, backing him into the
	corner, and Parker headlocks King and comes out right into a bulldog!
	
	 Parker now goes outside as King is getting to his feet.  Parker
	with the AIR STRUTTER CLOTHESLINE...and King caught him and converted it 
	into a falling stungun!! And now both men are down!

	 That took a lot out of Parker, but King has got to STILL be 
	senseless after that Strutter Cutter! Fans, I can't help but note that this 
	match is showing just how much bad blood exists between these men! At this 
	point, they are trying to take each other out, with no regard to the FOUR 
	men they'll have to face afterwards! You have to have a real HATE on for 
	your opponent for that... and these men have THAT much hate!

	 King the first to his feet, and he puts some boots down to the leg
	of T.R. Parker.  King now has Parker upright, lifts him by the knee, 
	kneebreaker, and Parker's feeling the pain on that one.  King
	rolls outside, grabs Parker's leg, and positions himself by the steel ringpost..
	BAM!  Parker's leg right into the post, and AGAIN!!!

	 No leg... no Air Strutter or Struttersault... and that Strutter 
	Cutter won't exactly be easy either!

	 King may or may not have a submission in mind, but if he's got
	a bum wing, he can't fly, simple as that.  King now on the second rope,	
	and a jumping kneesmash adds to the punishment that Parker is going through.
	King now grabbing the legs, and a spinning toehold by King right into
	a figure four leglock!

	 THAT'S definitely a submission hold, and it could have a long term 
	effect after those blows to the post! Parker will be in trouble even /IF/ he 
	gets out... and with a technician like King, that is an /IF/.

	 King applying the pressure in there, Parker trying to reach the ropes, but
	to no avail.  King now yanking on the bottom rope for extra leverage as 
	Riley asks Parker if he submits!

	 I'm coming to appreciate this about Derek King... he has a subtle 
	quality to his ignoring-of-the-rules... he leaves the flaming chairshots to 
	people that are good at them, like a Chris Monroe, with a flair instead for 
	subtler cheating. Derek King is like a fine wine with his cheating, with 
	Chris Monroe being more akin to... to...

	 Colt 45?

	 Perfect! Monroe is like Colt 45!!!... ... NO HE'S NOT!!! CHRIS... IF 
	YOU'RE WATCHING THIS, I DIDN'T MEAN THAT! DON'T KILL ME!!!

	 Parker refusing to give in to King, he's fighting this every step of the
	way, and he's starting to turn over!  King can't believe this, if Parker flips
	them over, the pressure will go on King's legs *POP* AND HE DOES IT!!! 
	PARKER HAS REVERSED THE FIGURE FOUR, and KING is feeling it now!

	 King needs to grab those ropes again... doing it now will BREAK the 
	move and save him some punishment!

	 Parker laying in the pressure, but now King flips it over yet again,	
	and they're in the ropes!  Riley having to extricate them from the hold,
	as they were tangled in both the hold and the ropes.

	 King grabbing Parker's head, and he's got it between his legs, could
	this be the "Guillotine" facedriver...no, piledriver attempt, which PARKER
	reverses into a backdrop, and both men are down!

	 And again... we're seeing the effects of the extreme hate here... 
	these two should be pacing themselves... but they are going at it full bore! 
	Parker especially will be EXHAUSTED after this confrontation!

	 Even if Parker survives this match, he's gotta beat four other men to
	reclaim the World Heavyweight Championship, and that is a daunting task.  King 
	now has Parker in suplex position again...he lifts him up, PARKER TWISTS
	IN MIDAIR *POP* STRUTTER CUTTER *AGAIN*!!! COUNT OF ONE, COUNT OF TWO, and 
	that almost took King out!

	 It's gotta be obvious that the Strutter Cutter just won't do it for 
	T.R. right now..., but that leg HAS to be too banged up for the Air Strutter 
	450 splash!

	  Both men really slow to get to their feet, but they're getting up
	at about the same time.  Parker advances on King - King with a boot to the
	sternum, now he goes for the move again, face first suplex flattens Parker
	center ring...

*The lights go out again*

	 Damnit, Tara... are you spending so much on royalties for KISS songs 
	that the damn electric bill can't be paid?

	 And we've lost the lights again....someone is playing some games here.

	 I have a real hard time believing Parker is calling the shots on this
	one, it may very well be his newfound friends...the lights are back on...
	and Parker's gone!!!! He's not in the ring!!!!

	 I've watched VCW, and these are CLASSIC B-M-C mindgames at work 
	right now!

	*A New-Orleans style jazz funeral march starts playing over the loudspeakers*

	 Oh god, I recognize that style of music...and so does King, he immediately
	slid out to ringside and grabbed a chair!

	 JUST RUN, DEREK! THE BLIND PEOPLE ARE COMING TO GET YOU! RUN! HIDE! 
	DON'T LET THEM SEE YOU... well, I guess by definition, B-M-C-E aren't seeing 
	much of anything, are they?

	 For the benefit of the blind community that watch our program, I 
	sincerely apologize for that comment.

	 King not backing down in the slightest, but he's keeping a 
	watchful eye around the surroundings....and the lights are out AGAIN!!!

	 Did you just say "blind community that WATCH our..."

	 You really ARE working on getting yourself fired, aren't you, David?

	 He's got to be coming from somewhere...lights are back on...PARKER'S
	ON THE TOP ROPE...NO SIGN OF BLIND MELON CHITLIN OR MARCELLE KELLER!!!
	King is looking for him...Parker TOP ROPE BULLDOG RIGHT INTO THE CHAIR!!!
	King never saw that coming...count of one, count of two, COUNT OF THREE!!!
	PARKER ADVANCES!!!

	 Parker gets REAL credit there! He planned a set-up... he executed 
	perfectly... he may actually BE the man... he may actually WIN this...

("Rusty Cage" by Soundgarden comes onto the PA system, and the rampway begins to rise,
with green smoke billowing out of the walkway underneath and strobes going off everywhere)

	 He may actually make his wife a very rich woman off of that life 
	insurance policy, 'cause he /AIN'T/ surviving this match.

	 Parker playing mindgames worthy of Chris Monroe in his match with
	King in psyching King out to think Chitlin was in the building - despite
	his popularity with the fans, Parker can be as sneaky and dirty as they come.

	 But he has a HUGE task ahead of him... there is NO love lost between 
	Fuego and Parker, and Parker has been REALLY worn down by Derek King... I 
	think King may have given Fuego an EASY ride to the next match in this 
	gauntlet!

	 Fuego taking his sweet time in getting to the rin...KING JUST ASSAULTED
	PARKER FROM BEHIND, and Riley is shoved into the corner from the impact!!!
	King grabs the chair, lays it down..."GUILLOTINE" DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEDRIVER
	RIGHT INTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!

	 Is this more of that "fine wine" you were talking about earlier, 
	David?

	 Hey, Derek King /IS/ fine wine... umm... laced with Miller Light... 
	ummm... can I just drop that metaphor?

	 King doing everything in his power to make sure TR Parker is too hurt
	to advance...he drags Parker over to the ringpost...RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR!!!
	KING IS BREAKING PARKER'S LEG, AND THERE'S NO ONE TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!!

	 This is a travesty! An injustice! An EXHAUSTED TR Parker would have 
	a hell of a time with the former EWC champ... but this is taking it too far!

	 Riley starting to come to in the ring as King is being escorted away,
	meanwhile, Fuego still hasn't emerged from under the ramp yet...

	 Fuego can stay under there until the cows come home, come up, and 
	STILL pin Parker after the damage Derek King has done! Yessiree... Derek 
	King is an asskicker in technician's clothing!

	 FUEGO FROM UNDER THE RING....BAMBOO STAFF BROKEN ACROSS THE
	ALREADY INJURED LEG OF T.R. PARKER!!!!  Fuego tossing the staff into the
	fans, as he slides into the ring and starts hitting those Thai-style
	kicks right into the knee of Parker.   And it has been well documented
	the unbridled hatred that Fuego has for one T.R. Parker.

	 Unbridled hatred! Seething anger! An intensity which billows forth 
	from the deepest pit of the darkest black holes, and eclipses the brightest 
	white suns! FROM HELL'S HEART, FUEGO STABBETH AT THEE...

	 I think they get the point... Fuego REALLY doesn't like that guy.

	 Fuego now with a single leg slingshot that sends Parker across
	the ring.  Fuego follows up with more kicks to the leg, now trying to turn
	Parker over into a single boston crab, but Parker with the presence of mind
	to reach the ropes.  Even so, Parker's knee has taken a horrible beating,
	how is he going to come back from this one!?!

	 He could cheat... possibly cheating... he could try cheating... or 
	maybe paying off the ref... well, that falls under "cheating", now doesn't 
	it...
	
	 Fuego with a falling headbutt to the knee, and now he falls again,
	headbutt RIGHT TO THE GROIN AREA!!!  TR now standing for Top Range, as he's
	singing soprano!

	 Parker's knee is really bad off, and may need medical attention... 
	he's writhing in pain over the knee AND that blatant low blow... I don't 
	know how, but he has to dig in real, REAL deep to find SOMETHING.

	 Cover by Fuego only nets a two count, Fuego not wasting a move, keeping
	the kicks to Parker's leg going.  Fuego is just that dangerous in the ring,
	few wasted moves, chains well together, and when he does go high-risk, it's 
	devastating to watch.

	 Look at who we're talking about! Spell out the name! 
	F-U-A-S-S-K-I-C-K-E-R-E-G-O! And hey... if HE gets his nightmare, he has to 
	join up with the BIGGEST crew of asskickers around! Fuego in the final two 
	is a win-win situation!

	 Fuego reaching down for Parker...and Parker yanks him out of the ring
	by the tights!  Desperation move there by Parker, but it does little good
	as Fuego lands on his feet.  He pulls Parker out, another kick to the leg...
	Fuego lifts Parker into an atomic dro-no, and atomic TOSS that causes Parker
	to land right onto his bad leg!!!

	 I have to question Fuego's strategy here... he's trying to dismantle 
	Parker, when he could use the high risk end of his arsenal against a 
	SEVERELY less mobile Parker and end this here... Fuego may regret this 
	later!

	 Fuego dragging Parker by the Spanish announcing table...and Fuego lifting
	for what looks like a choke powerbomb...Parker kicks off and lands on top
	of the table, *CROWD POP* and NAILS FUEGO WITH A TORNADO DDT INTO THE 
	CONCRETE!!!!

	 And later is apparently NOW.
	
	 Referee's count up to 8 now, both men in danger of being counted out..
	and Fuego tries to roll back in, but Parker drags him back out!!! Referee 
	ruling that was enough to break the count, and an angry Fuego throws Parker
	back into the ring.


	 I see Parker's strategy here... if he can stun Fuego for ten 
	seconds, he can advance to the next match with a minimal further damage... 
	great thinking!

	 Fuego lifting the smaller Parker up, powerbombs him backfirst onto
	the turnbuckle..then lifts him around into a running powerbomb!!!! Pinning
 	position, we have two...and I can't believe Parker had enough to kick out!

	 But the arch in his back tells the story... that was a DEVASTATING 
	manuever, and that turnbuckle will NOT give... Parker needs something 
	DECISIVE to turn the tide, and he needs it NOW

	 Fuego now with another headbutt on the knee of Parker, and Fuego
	climbing the turnbuckles while holding on to Parker's hair...sommersault
	neckbreaker by Fuego, cover, one, two, STILL ONLY TWO!!!

	 Fuego is starting to get frustrated in there, Parker has had
	virtually no room to breathe, yet Fuego can't put him away...Fuego
	boot to the midsection, sets for the MUDSLIDE...PARKER WITH AN ELBOW
	RIGHT TO FUEGO'S COCONUTS!

	 It's not a Jazz Funeral... but it'll buy Parker... oh... six or seven 
	seconds...

	 Parker needing to pull every trick in the book to survive this one,
	Parker comes off the ropes, FLYING FOREARM LEVELS FUEGO!!! Parker with
	a cover, count of one, COUNT OF TWO...kickout by Fuego.

	 WITH the tights held... can't say I condone it, but it shows that 
	Parker's willing to do anything at this point!

	 Missed that one, things are moving so quickly. Fuego misses with
	a spinning heel kick, and Parker with ONE..TWO...THREE...FOUR...FIVE 
	ARM UPPERCUTS INTO THE GROIN OF FUEGO!!!! Parker drawing some SERIOUS
	heat from the referee on this one, and even a few of the fans taking
	exception to the extremeness of Parker's offense.

	 Extremeness, Mishreemness... Parker needs to SURVIVE right now... and 
	he's doing what he /HAS/ to... besides, that was an impressive chaining of 
	nutshots!

	 Bottom line, it bought Parker some time to get an offense going,
	and to walk some of the pain out of that leg while Fuego cringes on his
	knees - five nutshots in a row would have put a lesser man in the hospital.
	Parker off the ropes behind Fuego, and a flying faceslam right into the
	mat puts Fuego flat on his face!

	 This is where Parker is at his best... you can see it in his face... 
	that adrenaline rush is going... he has to take advantage of this, and 
	that's what the Strutter does best!

	 Parker rolls Fuego over, and heads for the top.  We could be seeing
	the coup de grace here....Parker with the STRUTTERSAULT....Fuego got his
	knees up!!! Fuego blocked the 450 splash!!!

	 Parker HAD to take that risk to win this match... but with that 
	mistake, the match may be over.

	 Both men giving their all here, neither man a big fan of the other,
	it has definitely been brutal.   Referee count up to four, as both men are 
	in pain on the mat.

	 Fuego managing to get up at 8, and he goes over to Parker, Thai strike
	right to the face, and that's drawn blood from the nose...Fuego now lifting
	Parker into a Razor's Edge position...and Parker flips OVER INTO A STRUTTER
	CUTTER!! HOW MANY MOVES HAS HE REVERSED INTO THAT DAMN CUTTER TONIGHT!?!

	 Three so far... but the night is still young.

	 Thank you, David, for answering my rheto...Wait a minute, Riley's out 
	of the ring!  Fuego crashed backwards right into Gerald Riley, and he's now on 
	the arena floor!

	 Parker with an irish whip, reversed by Fuego into a short arm knee
	smash, and CHAINED RIGHT INTO THE MUDSLIDE!!! *CROWD BOOS*  Fuego
	with the cover, no referee to count it....and CHRIS MONROE JUST HIT THE
	RING *CRACK* BAMBOO STAFF OVER THE HEAD OF FUEGO!!! AND ANOTHER SHOT
	ONTO THE HEAD AND KNEE OF PARKER!!!!

	 AND THIS IS WHY MONROE IS THE MAN! He's taking out both his most 
	hated nemesis, AND giving himself a red carpet ride to the next round! HE IS 
	THE MAN!

	 Monroe on the top rope now, in moonsault position....and he OVERROTATES
	THE MOONSAULT, my god, that could almost be called a Reverse Swanton Bomb, 
	and he lays Parker right across Fuego!!!

	 Did you SEE the impact of Monroe's back on Fuego... I can't see 
	ANYONE getting up from that!

	 Monroe may be nailing the final part of the coffin together this time,
	as he rolls Riley into the ring.....and Riley counts the one.......two......
	three!

(To Be Continued)

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