Marv: What a great night it's been so far folks, and it's all nothing compared to the atrocity we're about to witness. Former UCW President Rob Grayson will be taking on newcommer and all around obnozious Quentin Agrion.
Korbin: But this isn't just any ordinary match Marv, it's no disqualification. Plus you can't win by a single pin, you have to beat your opponent twice to win. Either by pin or submission.
Marv: These types of matches only compare to ironman matches and japanese death matches in pure cruelty. These men will be brutally beaten for what will seem like an eternity.
Korbin: Truely brutal Marv, but i won't have any simpathy for Agrion, he brought this upon himself. I'm sure nobody's forgotten about that whole "F*ck the black people and persons of alternate lifestyles" speech a while back.
Marv: Are you sure that's what he said, it doesn't sound so bad to me.
Korbin: Well he didn't use those words exactly, i paraphrased. You know, put it in my own words, i'd really prefer not to repeat them.
Marv: They were that bad? Now I really want to know what he said, c'mon!
Korbin: I can't, here, i'll write it down.
Marv: Woah! He really said that? What a racist discriminating b*stard!!
Korbin: I'll say, and I hope Rob rips him a new one!
Marv: Ha ha ha ha . . . . . . . . . a new what?
Korbin: Never mind Marv, here comes the prince of predjiduce himself, Quentin Agrion. Of course, he's met by a barrage of boo's and throw objects from the crowd.
Marv: And he's loving it, he's even blowing kisses to the crowd. What a pr*ck!! I just wanna ring his little scawny . . . . .
Korbin: Remember Marv, PG rating, we'd like to keep it. And i can hardly hear my own voice as the crowd erupts to the arrival of UCW superstar Rob Grayson. He sure is a fan favorite, but . . . . . where is he?
Marv: I don't know Korbin, his music is playing and his pyro went off but no Grayson. What happened to the lights? It's pitch black. There's a flash of light and a booming sound of thunder.
Korbin: The flash completely lights the ring area for a brief moment but we only see a confused Quentin Agrion. A second flash of light comes and still just Agrion, who is now more anry than confused.
Marv: Then a third flash, Wait! Look behind him!! It's Rob Grayson!!! The lights return to full capacity, but Quentin doesn't realize Rob's behind him. He's still staring at the entrance, waiting for Rob to emerge.
Korbin: Rob grabs QA by the shoulder, spins him around, kicks him in the gut and lands a ddt. But he doesn't even think about pinning, he wants to hurt QA. Rob picks him up and whips him into the ropes . . . . overhead belly-belly suplex.
Marv: Now he nails a german suplex, and a t-bone suplex, now a tiger suplex! Gotta love those suplex's, i almost forgot what a great technician Rob is. Now he gets QA in an abdominal stretch.
Korbin: Who uses an abdominal stretch anymore?
Marv: I don't think that's the only submission move we'll see tonight. Looks like Quentin is going to tap, but Rob releases the move before he gets the chance. He won't escape that easily.
Korbin: The fans here want to see blood, and lots of it. Rob drags Quentin over to the ropes and ties his arms using the top and middle ropes. He can't move, now Rob slides out of the ring.
Marv: He's getting a steel chair! But this is a no DQ match so it's legal! Rob slides back in the ring and slowly walks towards the immobilized QA. This is going to be great!
Korbin: Rob starts off by taunting QA, he trash talks him, plucks single hairs off of his head, pokes him in the head with the chair. He's living this one up. QA spits at Rob but by some fluke there was a glitch in the fans system that caused a momentary gust of wind. The wind blew the spit right back in QA's face.
Marv: Now the whole arena's laughing at him, and he doesn't like it one bit! He's yelling obsenities like a drunken sailor who just drove a rusty nail up his foot while the ship's sinking. If that made any sense!
Korbin: What's Rob doing now? He has a red marker and he's . . . . . he's drawing a bullseye on QA's forhead. And it's a permanent marker too!
Marv: Now Rob raises the chair and delivers five strait chair shots right to the bullseye. Now he leaves the ring again, what's he going to get this time?
Korbin: He's searching under the ring for something . . . . . . . it's a hockey stick. He enters the ring and walks back to QA. He puts a goa;ie helmet on QA's head, at least he's being considerate.
Marv: Actually, i think that helmet is just made of pretzel bread. Just another insult to the newcommer. Rob goes to the opposite side of the ring and drops a puck on the mat. He winds up and nails a hard slapshot, but he didn't get much rise so it just hit QA in the . . . . . shall we say, lower extremedies.
Korbin: That had to hurt! QA's struggling not to cry. Rob finally unhooks his arms and cintinues this "wrestling" match.
Marv: Rob starts off with a series of chops backing QA into the corner, ending by spitting on his closed fist and sending QA into next week with an electrifying punch.
Korbin: QA collapses on the turnbuckle and Rob backs up to the opposing corner. He nails QA with a huge splash. Then he whips QA across the ring and follows with another splash. He repeats this once more and QA just collapses in the center of the ring.
Marv: Rob confidently rolls QA onto his back and mockingly pins by placing his foot on QA's chest. 1 . . 2 . . 3! That's the first fall, but still at least one more to go.
Korbin: But Quentin doesn't look too good, anybody have a dephibulator. Rob wants the match to continue but it's no fun when your opponent is in a coma.
Marv: What the? Who's that commong to the ring? It's Derek Krane and Cyrus O'Dell. They're from the XWC! They charge the ring and attack Rob from behind. Rob gets up only to recieve the golden kick from Krane.
Korbin: O'Dell picks Rob up into a freman's carry and drops him on his head, it's the end!! His trademark move!! O'Dell leaves the ring and retrieves a table, the duo set it up in the center of the ring.
Marv: They set Rob up for a double powerbomb with rob on O'Dell's shoulders, but hold on . . . . . UCW Prez Boot runs in from the back in street clothes. He knocks down O'Dell with a football tackle to the back of the knee and spears Krane to the outside.
Korbin: Krane and O'Dell take off to the backstage area. But Quentin is up! Boot turns around and just barely dodges a haymaker punch from QA. Rob gets to his feet just in time for Boot to lift QA up. Screech-In! Screech-In! Through the table!!
Marv: How'd Boot know Rob would get up?
Korbin: When you team up as long as these two you get a 6th sense about these things. Boot pats Rob on the back and Returns to the back, i guess to make sure the XWC invaders actualy leave.
Marv: Rob helps Quentin to his feet and nails him with a decimater. But instead of pinning he lays on the sharpshooter! Quentin fights for a few seconds but the pain of a well applied sharpshooter is too much for any man to handle.
Korbin: Quentin taps vigurously and the bell sounds. This match is over, your winner is Rob Grayson. Quentin Agrion will never be the same again. We'll be taking a couple of weeks off from wekly cards to promote the ppv: Reflections. Meanwhile i'm taking a much needed vacation to Miami, later!