[Everclear's "The Boys Are Back in Town" starts to play as highlights play:]

# guess who just got back today #
[The SWL logo flashes on the screen]

# those wild eyed boys who'd been away #
[Shows Micheal Cage winning the World Title at Prevailing Justice]

# haven't changed, hadn't much to say #
[Bret Real raising the title above his head at SWL2K]

# but man i still think those cats are crazy #
[Snipits of the Royal Rumble are shown]

# they were asking if you were around #
[Grinnin is shown beaten on the ground]

# how you was, where you could be found #
[MOB Squad is shown asking for the ladder match]

# i told them you were living downtown #
[Chris King is shown running down the aisle to interupt a match]

# driving all the old men crazy #
[Brian Williams and Steph with presents in their hands is shown]

# the boys are back in town #

["I Just Wanna Rock and Roll...." by Kiss starts to play as thousands of fans are shown in the sold out arena in Buffalo, New York.  The camera pans down to Charlie Watkins and Terry Hogan who are sitting ringside.]

Charlie Watkins - Welcome to Buffalo, New York everyone... We are here at the first Pay Per View since the SWL came back, Back At Last!  Appropriately titled, I'd say.

Terry Hogan - Very... We have some lineup for you tonight.  All three of our singles title are up for grabs here.  Who is going to walk away with them?  We'll just have to find out!

Charlie Watkins - Other than our three title matches, we also have a flurry of great matches involving almost everyone on the roster.  First we start off with two relative newcomers, Chris King and Angry Alcoholic.  What a way to start a career off... leading off the SWL pay per view, Back At Last!

Terry Hogan - I think we need to cut down the plugs.

Charlie Watkins - You can never plug the SWL too much.  It's the place where stars are born, the place where the stars shine, and it's the place....

Terry Hogan - Enough!  Let's just kick off this pay per view!

Charlie Watkins - Fine.  Time to start this shindig up.  Are you ready?

Terry Hogan - You know it!  Let's go!
 
 

Chris King comes out first pushing a trash can of plunder to the ring including Garbage cans, Brooms, and a stop sign. When he gets to the ring he sets up a table in the corner of the ring. He then throws several chairs into the ring. He sets one of them up
and sits in it waiting for the Alchoholic.

Mean Green Jim Beam than leads his man The Angry Alcoholic to the ring. He stumbles to the ring with two bottles in his hand, one of Tequilla and the other of Budwieser.

He sets the bottles on the announcers table and rolls into the ring. Then the referee rings the bell.

When he rolls into the ring Alcoholic is leveled with the chair. King makes a quick cover and gets barely a one count. King then takes the offensive advantage landing several powermoves on the Angry one. This goes on for about two minutes with King in control. The turning point comes when King attempts to send the Alcoholic into the table. Only Alcholic reverses it, the two get turned around and King is the one sent into the table. Both men go down.

The ref then starts the 10 count. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...At this point, the alchoholic gets up first. He grabs a trash can and levels king with it. Then he goes for a Kendo Stick that King had brought down. He attempts to smack King with it but King moves and Alcholic gets nothing but turnbuckle and snaps the kendo stick in two.

King then connects with a low blow on the Alcoholic. Then takes to the offensive one more time. The two get close enough to the ropes where Out of desperation Alcoholic sends King over the top rope with a back body drop.

The Alcoholic then rolls out of the ring and starts sneaking up on King. While this is going on, Beam has grabbed the Tequilla bottle and is walking towards King. Kings opponents surround him on his front side and back side. Beam then rears the bottle back and is going to hit King with it. King moves out of the way and Beam nails the Alcoholic with it knocking him out cold. King then nails Beam. Blood is pouring from his forehead.

King then takes to the offensive. He whips the Alcoholic into the announcers table. Sending them scattering. King sets him up and is going to hit "THE CROWNING" on him. Alcholic fights back and hits a cholkslam on King through the table busting King open.

As Both men are bleeding heavily at this point Alcholic rolls king into the ring and then follows. Alcholic tries to pin king several times but can't get the three.

The Alcoholic then yells something at Jim Beam. Beam walks over and grabs the budwieser. Beam tosses the bottle into the Alcholic. Alcoholic grabs it and slams King with it as glass shatters everywhere.

He goes for the cover. Its academic now. 1-2-3.

Anna Dea - The winner of this match, Angry Alcoholic!!!

Charlie Watkins - He gets his first win in the SWL.  But I wouldn't count Chris King out just yet.  It's only his first match.

Terry Hogan - They both should be around for a long time.

Charlie Watkins - But up next we have two men who have been going at it in recent weeks, but both have been noticeably absent concerning their match coming up.  I wonder what they have planned?

Terry Hogan - Only one way to find out!  On with the show!
 
 

Anna Dea - This match is a Standard Match. On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 252 pounds, from Kent, England, "The Classic" Drew Archer!!! (crowd boos ***********)

["Rock is Dead" by Marylin Manson plays over the speakers. Archer steps out onto the ramp, raising his hands in the air, looking disdainfully at the fans. He saunters cockily to the ring, pretending to slap the fans hands. He gets in the ring, gets on the turnbuckle and points to himself. ]

Anna Dea - and his opponent, weighing in at 150 pounds, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, GlassVoice!!! (crowd cheers **)

[Glassvoice runs down the isle, high fiving his fans as he passes. Kevin Mills checks Drew Archer's boots and knee pads. GlassVoice checks out the ring. (ding, ding, ding)]

GlassVoice being the outwieghed by nearly 100 pounds attempts to use his speed. Only he is caught when he attempts to hit a cross body block. Archer catches him and hits a fallaway slam.

Archer then takes the offensive. He dominates the match for the next 5 minutes. He hits him with a sidewalk slam, DDT, and then whips him into the ropes and levels him with a massive clothsline.

GlassVoice just can't get anything done aganst the bigger man. Wrestling just isn't working. So GlassVoices manager Bill Buthony climbs to the tope rope and gets the refs and Archers attention as well. GlassVoice then slides under Archer and kicks forword. ITS THE GLASS STRIKE.

The ref turns around and didn't see the illegal move. GlassVoice is then able to take the offensive for awile. He hits a missle dropkick and follows it up by a hurricanrana.

GlassVoice then goes to the well one to many times as the crossbody is caught again. Archer then drops GlassVoice into his knee and puts him into a backbreaker type move.

Archer then lets go of the hold and whips him into the ropes. When GlassVoice comes back Archer nails the CLASSIC TOUCH. However he doesn't make the cover. Instead he shows off to the audience.

After about a minute of showing off he then goes over to GlassVoice. GlassVoice then suprises Archer and rolls him up in a small package.

1.2.3 Its over GlassVoice stole the win from Archer

After the match GlassVoice gets out of the ring. Archer then gives chase to him as they run out of the ringside.

Anna Dea - The winner of this match, GlassVoice!!!

Charlie Watkins - And an upset which I did not see coming!

Terry Hogan - Just goes to show that anything can happen in the SWL.

Charlie Watkins - You got that right!
 
 

Anna Dea - This match is a Standard Match. On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 247 pounds, from Metropolis, Captain Amazing!!! (crowd boos **********)

Charlie Watkins - Well, I guess it's time for our next match.

[Spotlights search throughout the audience. A lightening bolt strikes the giant screen and the speakers are flooded with Our Lady Peace's "Supermans Dead". He makes his way to the ring, often stopping to pose for the fans. When he finally reaches the ring, he removes his cape. ]

Anna Dea - and his opponent, weighing in at 218 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, Jason "The Bandit" Blake!!! (crowd cheers *********)

["Move Your Body" by Eiffel 65 blasts and the lights go out. There is an explosion in front of the entrance and Jason Blake and Amy emerge as the lights come back on. He sprints to the ring as Amy walks. Blake climbs up to the top rope and salutes the fans when he does a backflip landing on his feet. Jason Blake walks around the ring. (ring, ring, ring) Captain Amazing kicks Jason Blake in the head. The Bandit kicks Captain Amazing in the stomach. The Bandit measures Captain Amazing up and drops a closed fist. Jason "The Bandit" Blake gets back to his feet. Jason "The Bandit" Blake measures Captain Amazing up and drops a closed fist. Captain Amazing stands up. Swinging Neck-Breaker from Captain Amazing takes Jason Blake down. Captain Amazing puts Jason Blake in a reverse chin lock. The referee is checking the situation. ... ... Jason Blake trys to escape. ... Captain Amazing tightens the hold. Jason Blake escapes. ]

Charlie Watkins - That was almost the end of the match right there!

Terry Hogan - The SWL is the only place for entertainment like this!

[Captain Amazing applies an arm wrench to Blake. Blake climbs to his feet. Jason Blake drives a forearm into the head of Captain Amazing. Captain Amazing tackles Blake. Captain Amazing punches Jason Blake in the head. Captain Amazing body slams Jason Blake. ]

Terry Hogan - Jason Blake takes a Body Slam.

[Captain Amazing drags Jason Blake to the floor. ]

Charlie Watkins - Weapons are everywhere all over ringside.

[Kevin Mills starts the count (.1) ]

Terry Hogan - The SWL is the only place for entertainment like this!

[(..2) Jason Blake uses a closed fist on Captain Amazing. ]

Charlie Watkins - Jason "The Bandit" Blake executes a punch.

[(...3) Captain Amazing drives a forearm into Jason Blake. (....4) Jason Blake takes Captain Amazing down with a knee. Captain Amazing is back on his feet. (.....5) They head back into the ring. Captain Amazing takes Jason Blake off his feet with a clothesline Captain Amazing applies an arm wrench to Jason "The Bandit" Blake. Captain Amazing grabs Jason "The Bandit" Blake and applies an arm wrench. Captain Amazing grabs Jason Blake and applies an arm wrench. ]

Terry Hogan - Captain Amazing with a Arm wrench.

[Jason Blake lifts Captain Amazing into a vertical suplex. Now Captain Amazing standing. Captain Amazing kicks The Bandit in the head. Captain Amazing applies an arm wrench to The Bandit. ]

Charlie Watkins - Captain Amazing executes a Arm wrench.

[Jason "The Bandit" Blake is up again. Jason "The Bandit" Blake drives a forearm into the head of Captain Amazing. Jason "The Bandit" Blake punches Captain Amazing in the head. Captain Amazing drives a forearm into Blake. Captain Amazing uses a closed fist on Blake. Jason Blake trys for a Spine Buster but Captain Amazing avoids it. ]

Terry Hogan - Captain Amazing could use some help about now.

[Captain Amazing trys for a Spine Buster but Jason Blake avoids it. Jason "The Bandit" Blake reverse DDT's Captain Amazing's head into the mat. Jason Blake applies a boston crab to Captain Amazing. Kevin Mills asks Captain Amazing if he quits. ... ... Captain Amazing is fighting the hold. ... (AHHHH!) ... Jason Blake breaks the hold. ]

Charlie Watkins - Jason Blake almost won the match!

[Jason Blake and Captain Amazing go to the floor Kevin Mills starts the count (.1) ]

Charlie Watkins - This is quality sports entertainment!

[Now Captain Amazing standing. (..2) Captain Amazing takes The Bandit off his feet with a clothesline ]

Terry Hogan - Captain Amazing with a Clothesline.

[Jason "The Bandit" Blake is back on his feet. (...3) Blake kicks Captain Amazing in the stomach. Captain Amazing moves back to his feet. (....4) Captain Amazing spears Jason Blake to the floor. Now Captain Amazing standing. (.....5) Captain Amazing takes Jason Blake into the ring. Captain Amazing kicks Jason Blake in the head. Jason Blake is back on his feet. The Bandit executes a neck-breaker on Captain Amazing. Jason "The Bandit" Blake leg drops the throat of Captain Amazing. Blake chants start. The Bandit fist drops Captain Amazing on the mat. Jason Blake with a Frog Splash. The Bandit chants start. The Bandit is up again. Jason "The Bandit" Blake chokes Captain Amazing. The Bandit goes to the top rope. 360 Leg Drop! It's the Bandit Bomb! The Bandit covers Captain Amazing hooking the leg. The ref starts the count. ...1 ...2 ...3 ]

Charlie Watkins - The Bandit has won the match!

Anna Dea - The winner of this match, Jason "The Bandit" Blake!!!

Terry Hogan - He beats Captain Amazing in his first match.  I'm impressed!  But up next is someone who is out to prove himself to the SWL.  He missed his chance at the Quasar belt, and now he is stuck facing Overcast!

Charlie Watkins - Overcast is not that bad an opponent.

Terry Hogan - Whatever floats your boat!
 
 

Anna Dea - This match is a Standard Match . On his way to the ring at this time,  weighing in at 285 pounds, from Gilbert, Arizona, Overcast!!!

[Overcast walks out from the back as "Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica kicks up. He stands in the entranceway, looks at the crowd, then continues to the ring. He circles the ring twice and then enters, sliding under the bottom rope.]

Anna Dea - and his opponent,  weighing in at 316 pounds, from Reno, Nevada, Rampage!!!

["Sweet Disorder" by Strawpeople starts to play as Rampage walks to the ring as fireworks and explosions go off around him. He walks to the ring wearing a metal glove. Overcast grabs Rampage's arm and strkes his elbow. Rampage checks out the ring. (ding, ding, ding) Overcast delivers a kick to the head of Rampage. Rampage gets up. Rampage tackles Overcast. Rampage
measures Overcast up and drops a closed fist. Rampage is up again. Rampage rolls onto Overcast connecting with a knee. Overcast climbs to his feet. Overcast lifts up Rampage and delivers a gut-wrench power bomb.]

Terry Hogan - Rampage will be feeling that Gut-Wrench Power Bomb from Overcast.

[Overcast trys for a Falling head butt but Rampage avoids it. Overcast covers Rampage hooking the leg. Mills counts the pin....1 ...2 Rampage escapes.]

Charlie Watkins - OHHHHHHH So close!!!

Terry Hogan - Rampage could use some help about now.

[Rampage executes a neck-breaker on Overcast. Rampage leg drops Overcast. Overcast climbs to his feet. Rampage kicks Overcast in the back of the leg. Overcast moves back to his feet. Rampage connects with a low blow. Overcast goes down. Overcast moves back to his feet. Overcast kicks Rampage in the stomach. Overcast measures Rampage up and drops a closed fist.
Overcast is up again.Overcast kicks Rampage on the mat.]

Terry Hogan - Rampage takes a Stomp.

[Overcast applies an arm wrench to Rampage. Rampage stands up. Rampage picks Overcast up and side slams him to the mat. Overcast is up again.]

Terry Hogan - Nice side slam from “The Killing Machine”

[Overcast sends Rampage into the ring post. Overcast then starts to boast by climbing on the turnbuckles. Rampage gets up and grabs Overcast from behind while he's on the second rope. He then delivers a back suplex. Rampage covers ...1 ...2 ..NO!]

Charlie Watkins - Close call! Rampage is pissed! He's now yelling at the ref!

[Rampage backs Mills into the corner and screams in his face about what he thought was a slow count. Overcast comes up from behind and DDT’s Rampage.]

Terry Hogan - Rampage need to concentrate on Overcast.

[Rampage gets back up. Rampage delivers a kick to the head of Overcast. Overcast gets back to his feet. Overcast uses a closed fist on Rampage. Overcast tackles Rampage and pummels his head. Overcast covers Rampage hooking the leg. Mills counts the pin....1 Rampage kicks out. Rampage stands up. Overcast connects with a low blow. Rampage goes down. Rampage lifts Overcast up and drops him on the mat. Overcast tackles Rampage to the mat. Rampage connects
with a flying knee. Overcast goes down. Rampage rolls onto Overcast connecting with a knee. Rampage executes a piledriver on Overcast. Now Overcast standing.]

Charlie Watkins - Rampage in control of this match at the moment, Overcast has to try swing the momentum his way, or he’ll lose this match.

[Rampage delivers a fist to the head of the opponent. Overcast goes down hard. Overcast is now half-way up. He delivers a low blow to Rampage. Rampage goes down clutching his crotch. Overcast then starts stomping Rampage's head while he's down. He can't defend himself.]

Charlie Watkins - Cowardly display of moves by Overcast there.

Terry Hogan - No, that's what you call experience. He knows what he can get away with.

[Rampage slowly gets up. Overcast with a Gut-Wrench Power Bomb. Overcast sets Rampage up for another Power Bomb. But, Rampage reverses it into a back-body drop.]

Charlie Watkins - Great counter by Rampage, Overcast is slow to get up.

[Rampage executes a belly-to-belly suplex on Overcast. Rampage picks up Overcast and does a spinning Piledriver. Buzzsaw Piledriver! Rampage covers Overcast hooking the leg. Kevin Mills counts. ...1 ...2 ...3]

Terry Hogan - We've got ourselves a winner!

Anna Dea - The winner of this match, "The Killing Machine" Rampage!!!

Charlie Watkins - And he gains back some respect that he had lost the past few weeks.

Terry Hogan - Maybe that will teach Overcast a lesson.  Don't mess with the big boys.

Charlie Watkins - Up next we have one of three title matches here tonight!  This one looks like an all or nothing deal.  A ladder, a belt hung up in the air, two men hungry for that same belt.  It's not going to be a pretty sight.
 
 

Anna Dea - This match is a Ladder Match for the SWL Spotlight title. On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 317 pounds, from The Outback, Australia, M.O.B. Squad!!! (crowd boos ********)

["Geurilla Radio" by Rage Against The Machine plays as the M.O.B. Squad makes his way down to the ring. ]

Anna Dea - and his opponent, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Boston, MA accompanied by Erica he holds the SWL Spotlight title belt, "HeartThrob" Tommy Havock!!! (crowd boos **********)

["Dysentary Gary" by Blink 182 plays over the speakers. "HeartThrob" Tommy Havock walks out and acknowledges the crowd. Tommy sneers as the crowd begins to boo him. Pyrotechnics go off as he gets in the ring and raises his arms in the air.]

Charlie Watkins - What a tremendous contest this should be between these two prime SWL
athletes.  There is no love lost between these two combatants, either.  Since the SWL has started, these two men have hated each other with a passion. Tonight, it should be no different.  And now we've added weapons and a ladder to the equation.  This could spell the end of one of these grapplers career.

Terry Hogan - Tommy Havock has had the upper hand in the previous battles between these two, but could tonight be different?  MOB Squad says yes as he jumps the champion before the bell rings.

[MOB Squad connects with right hands to the side of the head of Havock and he has Tommy stunned.  MOB Squad grabs Havock and sends him across the ring onto the ropes.]

Charlie Watkins - Oh, dear lord!  He almost decapated him with a clothesline!  The champion is
down.

[MOB Squad pulls Havock up to his feet and connects with a hard reverse knife edge.  Look
out...thumb to the eye!  MOB Squad grabs a handful of Havock's hair and tosses him to the outside of the ring.]

Terry Hogan - This one is looking to get ugly in a heartbeat.

[MOB Squad follows Havock to the floor. Havock is sent face first into the steel steps.]

Charlie Watkins - MOB Squad is in complete control of this one from the start.  He goes over and taunts Erica.  What has she done?

[Squad runs. Clothesline onto the SpotLight Champion.]

Charlie Watkins - Folks, this one could be over quickly if Tommy Havock doesn't generate some offense.

[MOB Squad walks over to the dumpster filled with his toys, weapons!]

Terry Hogan - He asked for them, he's got them.  MOB Squad pulls out an iron...he's got an iron
for goodness sake!

[He runs to Havock, but Havock ducks!  Havock with a hard right hand!  And now another one...and another one!  Havock grabs MOB Squad and sends him face first into the steel pole!  MOB Squad is stunned! Havock rakes the back of MOB Squad!  Oh, what a son of a gun kick by Havock and down goes MOB Squad! Havock climbs back onto the apron and he heads to the top turnbuckle.]

Charlie Watkins - What is he going to do?  Flying elbow...MOB Squad moved out
of the way!

[Havock connected with the concrete floor with a thud!]

Terry Hogan - That could be a critical turning point in this contest.

[MOB Squad picks up his iron and he slams it onto the back of the skull of Tommy Havock.]

Charlie Watkins - That's an iron being blasted up against your own skull, folks!

[Havock falls to the concrete.  MOB Squad heads back over to the dumpster to grab himself some more goodies.  He's pulling out a stop sign.]

Terry Hogan - How in tarnation did that get in there?

Charlie Watkins - Tommy is slow ot his feet...oh my!  Oh my!  MOB Squad just cracked the stop sign onto the head of Tommy Havock!  The stop sign is busted in half and Tommy's skull
maybe broken into a million pieces!

[MOB Squad looks up to see the Spotlight Title hanging from the rafters.]

Terry Hogan - MOB Squad has been after that title for a long time, folks.  He'll do anything to get his hands on it...even if it
means crippling Tommy Havock!

Charlie Watkins - Tommy Havock is somehow up to his feet and he rolls into the ring slowly.  MOB Squad has pulled a
table out fron underneath the ring.  What idiot keeps tables under the ring?

[MOB Squad has set the table up with one end on the steel bariccade and the other on the ring apron.]

Terry Hogan - This could spell trouble for the champion.

[MOB Squad rolls back in the ring himself and is greeted by a Tommy Havock right hand. And now another one... Havock sends MOB Squad into the ropes, but he telegraphed that back body drop and is instead met with a swinging DDT by
MOB Squad.]

Charlie Watkins - I don't know where the champions head is today, but it is certainly not in this match.

[MOB Squad pulls the champion up to his feet and hoists him onto the top turnbuckle.  He follows suit with himself and picks
Havock up onto his shoulder.]

Charlie Watkins - What is he going to do?  No, he's not going to powerbomb him through the table is he?  Havock lands a punch...and now a succession of punches onto the face of MOB Squad.  MY LORD!!!  Tommy Havock with a huricarana from the top rope, through a table and onto the concrete floor!

Terry Hogan - Both men have to be goners!  How could they survive that? This entire capacity crowd is on their feet in appreciation of the sheer athleticism shown by both combatants.

Charlie Watkins - Wait a minute...what is Erica doing in the corner?  She's got her hands on the ladder and she has tossed it into the ring.  She can hardly lift the thing up!

[Erica gets into the ring and is setting the ladder up directly underneath the prize, the Spotlight Championship.]

Charlie Watkins - The ladder is all set for either man to use it...and it looks as if they are starting to move on the floor.  My word, both men are very groggy.

Terry Hogan - Erica's got a chair...oh no!

Charlie Watkins - MOB Squad ducked and Erica nailed Tommy Havock with the chair!  Havock
goes down again!  MOB Squad grabs Erica by her throat!

Terry Hogan - Gimme a break, she's only a lady!

[He rolls her into the ring!]

Charlie Watkins - Oh, come on...MOB Squad is headed into the dumpster again.  What is he going to do?  Oh
man, he's got a baseball bat and it's wrapped in...it's wrapped in barbed wire!!  Now come on, enough is enough!

[MOB Squad rolls into the ring.]

Charlie Watkins - ...no, he isn't, is he?  Come on...don't do it!  NO!  Right between the eyes of Erica!  Now come
on!  Erica is is out like a dog that can't control his bladder!  The blood is profusing from her forehead...and yeah, Mob Squad,
you're a real man now.

[MOB Squad rolls back under the ropes to the floor and he rolls Tommy Havock back into the ring. He heads to his dumpster and tosses a steel chair, a glass pane, knunchucks and a bamboo stick into the ring.]

Charlie Watkins - Hasn't this gone far enough?

[Both Havock and Erica are busted wide open!  MOB Squad rolls back into the ring and he grabs a hold of the bamboo
stick..oh, what a sickening smack against the face of Tommy Havock.  And again...again!  MOB Squad pulls Havock to his feet and he grips him...belly to belly suplex!  MOB Squad goes between the ropes once again and now he is heading towards the top turnbuckle.]

Terry Hogan - High risk move here by MOB Squad, but if he hits this, it could be all over.  MOB Squad motions to the title and he leaps...Havock moved out of the way!!  Out of sheer desperation, Tommy Havock managed to move out of the way!  Both men are down, but Havock may be a little worse for the wear.

[Havock slowly to his feet and he lands with a chop to the chest, but MOB Squad comes back with an eye gouge.  MOB Squad picks up the glass pane and he looks to finish Havock with it...thrust kick by Havock!  The glass shatters into MOB Squad's face!  The challenger is down and he is busted open!  Tommy Havock, slow ot his feet, but he pulls up a bloody MOB
Squad and plans a boot to the midsection...oh my, what a lunging DDT!  Havock takes a moment to assess his own loss of blood and begins his assent to the top of the ladder.]

Charlie Watkins - This could mark the end of this contest.  Havock has five steps to get to it and he his already up to the second one.  MOB Squad gets up and he, too, now begins climbing the ladder.  MOB Squad is making faster time.  Both men have reached the top of the ladder at the same time.

[MOB Squad lands a right hand to the head of the champion.  Havock comes back with the same. And now both men are going at it tooth and nail!]

Terry Hogan - I haven't seen this much action since the days of the Romans!

[MOB Squad now lands with a succession of blows and he has Havock teetering on the top.  MOB Squad sets Havock up for a SuperPlex of gigantic proportions!]

Charlie Watkins - He hoists Havock up in the air...but Havock countered his weight and landed on MOB Squad!  My
word!  Just when you thought these two men could not give any more.  You can be sure that when the Salvation Army comes around this Christmas, these two men will say they gave at the office!

[Havock is back up to his feet and he moves the ladder over a little.  Havock leans over the rope and grabs a lead pipe from the dumpster. MOB Squad has made it back to his feet, but Havock cracks that pipe against the kneecap of MOB Squad and he falls down, writhering in agony!  Tommy reaches down into his pants and pulls out a pair of handcuffs!  He locks MOB
Squads leg onto the bottom rope and now he goes to town on the injured limb of MOB Squad!  MOB Squad is in terrible agony!  Havock goes over to MOB Squad's head and begins opening up the wound caused by that shattered glass! Havock digs in with closed fists!  Oh, MOB Squad with a low blow onto Havock and he goes down.  MOB Squad grabs the pipe and cracks it onto Havock's head and the champion is once again down!]

Charlie Watkins - MOB Squad remains tied to the bottom rope, though.  He's trying to position himself to where he can reach into the dumpster...and he has!  He reaches in and pulls out a pair of steel cutters! MOB Squad is going to be able to uncuff himself from the rope and if he can walk, it's only a matter of time before he becomes the SpotLight Champion!

[MOB Squad pulls on the top rope to get to his feet and he begins his assent to the top of the ladder.  Tommy is still down!]

Charlie Watkins - MOB Squad, somehow, someway, is making his way to the top of the ladder.

Terry Hogan - He grabs at his knee in agony with every step, but he is on his way to becoming the champion.  Tommy is beginning to stir on the bottom, but it may be too late.  He will never catch MOB Squad, who is only one step away from grabbing the title.  Tommy gets up, but he is groggy...he doesn't even know where he is and OH!!  He crashed right into the ladder and it is teetering, teetering...

Charlie Watkins - OH MY!!!  OH MY!!! MOB Squad just flew off the ladder, through the air and smack dab into the
dumpster outside of the ring!!  GOOD GOD!  He must be broken into a million and one pieces!

[Tommy Havock steadies the ladder and now it is he who begins to climb.  Havock has made the first step...and now
he's at the second step.]

Terry Hogan - There is absolutely no sign of MOB Squad...he could be unconscious!

Charlie Watkins - Tommy Havock is at the top and can he?  Yes, yes he can!  He pulls down the strap and retains his SWL Spotlight Championship!  Mercy me, I have never seen two men battle each other with such fiercity, with such malice, as I have just seen here.  Ladies and gentlemen, these two men should go down into the annals of time as having performed the greatest
spectacle of entertainment ever conceivably imagined.  You look around that ring and there is nothing but carnage.  Tommy is a bloody mess, Erica is crimsoned as well and she hasn't moved for most of the match and heaven knows what condition MOB Squad is in right now in that dumpster.  Paramedics are rushing down to the ring now to help these men and woman to the back.

Anna Dea - The winner of this match, and still SWL Spotlight champion, "HeartThrob" Tommy Havock!!!

Terry Hogan - Wow!  I don't know if we will ever witness a match such as that ever again!  That was incredible!

Charlie Watkins - But, I am getting word from that back.... that we have to go back there?

Terry Hogan - What are you talking about?

Charlie Watkins - Well, they are telling me that we have some special guest commentators.

Terry Hogan - Brother!  Well, it will be a nice break from this last match.  We'll be back though!

[A short promo is shown.  The faces of "Brutal Youth" Brad Williams, "Luscious" Lawrence Rhodes, Micheal Cage, and The Vindicator are shown individually.  The words "It has come down to these four men!" are spoken.  "They have travelled different paths, but their journey's have all ended here, at Back At Last!"]
 
 

[The camera introduces two unfamiliar faces behind the broadcast table. The one on the right, donned in a black tuxedo, has
spikey blonde hair with black roots and a long blonde chin goatee.  The man to his right, wearing a shimmering blue button up shirt, has long black hair and a black vandyke. The blonde takes the liberty of breaking the ice.]

Dalton Fisk - No, ladies and gentlemen, you are not looking at the result of YEARS of plastic surgery done on Charlie Watkins and "THE IMMORTAL" Terry Hogan.  My name is Dalton Fisk, and the man next to me--

Brady Treehorn - Is a helluva lot better lookin' than you are!  My name is Brady Treehorn, and GOOD GAWD, yes it is, thanks for asking!

Dalton - Oh brother.  I knew I should've brought my shovel.  Folks, you'll be listening to Brady and I call the action whenever
our esteemed collegues get that not so fresh feeling.

Brady - Check out this first assignment!

Dalton - Yes, folks, they left quite a doozy on our desk today.  We're going to have the pleasure of tightening the lid on
this SWL Quasar Title tournament.  Do you have a favorite going into this one, Brady?

Brady - I call it like I see it, Dalton.  You've got to keep your eyes glued to every twitch the Vindicator makes.  You never
know when he's going to reach for that crowbar and use to steal another victory.

Dalton - That's a bowl of butt gravy and you know it. He's never used that crowbar beyond self defence because of someone else's underhanded tactics.

Brady - ANYWAY!  Next you've got Micheal Cage, who is so dumb that he would actually have to climb over a CAGE to see what was on the other side.  And how about "Luscious" Lawrence Rhodes?  If only the dribble that slid off his tongue was as beautiful as the scenery in his promos.  Who's that leave?

Dalton - "Brut--

Brady - IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO THAT LEAVES!

Dalton - Thanks, Brady.  That was original.

Brady - Hey.  Whatever happened to The Brock?  He was a genius.

Dalton - We better get this match underway before you get us in trouble on our first gig.  Let's throw it to Anna Dea!

[We cut to the ring where Anna Dea stands with the microphone to his lips.]

Anna Dea - Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is scheduled for one fall!  It is the final match of the SWL Quasar Title Tournament! Tonight, we crown an undisputed SWL Quasar Champion!

[The camera cuts to the aisle.]

Anna Dea - Making his way to the ring ...

["Release Yo'delf (Prodigy Mix) by Method Man plays.]

Anna Dea - He hails from London, England and weighs in at 293 pounds ... "LUSCIOUS" LAWRENCE RHODES!

[POP!]

[Rhodes steps into the aisle with his arms spreadeagle and spins in place three times.  He pauses, points into the crowd, and
mouths the words to his theme song.  Rhodes walks the aisle, stopping along the way to interact with the fans, then climbs into the ring and waits in the corner as his music wanes.]

Anna Dea - His opponent ...

["Crosstown Traffic" by Jimi Hendrix plays.]

Anna Dea - Hailing from Detroit, Michigan and weighing in at 250 pounds ... "BRUTAL YOUTH" BRAD WILLIAMS!

[BOOOOO!]

["Brutal Youth" Brad Williams walks to the ring in a leather jacket, black jeans and boots. He wears a SWL merchandise T-Shirt that says "Brutal Youth? Ain't That The Truth.". The teardrop is still painted black underneath his left eye and he never goes anywhere without a steel chair that has "Brutal Youth" spraypainted on it.]

Anna Dea - The third finalist ...

[A giant V appears on the Jumbo Tron and the lights go out.  "My Own Prison" by Creed begins to play as green lasers light
the arena.]

Anna Dea - He hails from Gainesville, Florida and weighs in at 245 pounds ... THE VINDICATOR!

[BIG POP!]

[The Vindicator can be seen in the entryway.  He walks out a little way and stops.  There is a large explosion and the Vindicator
runs to the ring.]

Anna Dea - And finally ...

["Small Town" by John Mellencamp plays.]

Anna Dea - He is a former SWL World Heavyweight Champion! Hailing from Seymor, Indiana and weighing in at 256 pounds ...MICHEAL CAGE!

[HUGE POP!]

Dalton - The fans LOVE Micheal Cage as he climbs into the ring and stands in the only corner left of his four corners match!
You got a blade handy, Brady?  You can cut through this tension like a hot knife through butter!

Brady - It just so happens that I--

Dalton - Nevermind, Brady.

[DING, DING]

Dalton - We are off, and goosebumps just sprouted up and down my arms! Brad Williams raises his chair over his head and
sprints toward Micheal Cage.  The Vindicator and Rhodes remain in their corners, watching.  Cage catches him with a swift kick to the abdomen! Williams lowers the chair. Cage dropkicks it right into his face!  Williams is on the mat as Cage kicks the weapon out of the ring.

Brady - Disqualify Cage right now!  That is the most blantant use of a weapon I've seen in all my days as a broadcaster in the SWL.

Dalton - This is your first day, Brady.

Brady - But still ...

Dalton - LOOKOUT!  Rhodes catches the Vindicator sleeping with a flying forearm across the side of his head!  Vindicator
seemed more interested in watching Cage and Williams throw down than worrying about his own skin. And now he's trapped in the corner and right in front of a series of knees to the gut as Rhodes uses the ropes for leverage. Cage takes Williams by
the hair and begins to damage the turnbuckles with his face.  Now he bends him backwards and hooks his arma round his neck. Handful of trunks. Reverse suplex!  Brutal Youth goes skidding across the ring, and he rolls out under the bottom rope.  Cage makes his way over to Rhodes and Vindicator.  He reaches around from behind Rhodes and digs both sets of fingers into his eyes.

Brady - Well it's a good thing he can't SEE what Cage is doing to him, or I guarantee it'd hurt a lot worse.

Dalton - Cage backs into the corner across the ring while Rhodes staggers, trying to regain awareness.  Micheal dashes out of the corner.  Rhodes ducks a clothesline!  Cage goes soaring into the Vindicator!

[POP!]

Brady - Up up and away!

Dalton - THE VINDICATOR BACK BODY DROPS CAGE OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR!  And the sickening thud that followed just turns your stomach!  Brad Williams comes walking around the ring with that chair back in his
clutches.  Micheal Cage is struggling to his feet, pulling himself up by the ring apron.

[KLANG!]

Dalton - Cage takes a shot of folded steel from Williams!

Brady - Good gawd!  Cage may need a few more shots of something a little stronger to forget about the pain that's gonna send
him home with.

Dalton - Williams drops the chair and hoists Cage up into a bearhug position.  He falls backward and stun guns Cage across
the safety railing!

Brady - He bounced like one of your checks, Dalton.

Dalton - Brutal Youth rolls Cage back into the ring. Meanwhile, across the yard we've got the Vindicator mounting a comeback on Rhodes.  A stinging reverse knife edge across the chest sends the "Luscious" one tip toeing backwards.  Big V puts his head under Rhodes' arm and locks him around the waist.  It's a northern lights suplex, and he sustains the bridge for the
pin attempt!

1

... 2

Dalton - And Rhodes twitches out pretty easily. Williams meddles in Vindicators business just in case with the kick to the
head while he's getting up.  Vindicator with a fist to the stomach from his knees. Williams hunches over and Vindicator clinches a patch of his hair, followed by a headbutt.  Williams falls backward into the ropes and bounces off. Vindicator with a boot to the stomach.  DDT!  He covers the man, but Rhodes is quickly there with a double ax-handle to the back that sends the V man
rolling across the ring to get some space to regroup. And Micheal Cage comes out of nowhere with a clothesline to the back of
Vindicators head! He stumbles forward and lands straight into the arms of Williams and Rhodes!  They throw his arms over their shoulders and wrap their arms around his neck.  A DOUBLE ROCK BOTTOM!

Brady - I love this, Dalton!  You can't trust anyone in this type of situation.  Greed is motivating each and every one of these men, which just goes to further my point that there are no "good guys" in my favorite sport.

Dalton - Maybe so, Brady.  Williams with the cover, but Rhodes kicks him off!  Rhodes with the cover, but Micheal Cage is over with the elbow drop to the back of his head, killing Rhodes' chances of ending this match abruptly.  Now Cage is covering!

1

... 2

Dalton - The Vindicator had too long to recover!  He forces a shoulder off the mat to end the count.  Cage lifts him up and
catches an elbow against his sternum for his troubles.  Vindicator lifts Cage into a vertical suplex.  He lets him slide down his body and INTO A TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! He covers Cage!

1

... 2

[POP!]

Dalton - Brad Williams interrupts the count with a legdrop form the top rope, landing on both men in the process and all three
are down!  Lawrence Rhodes decides to take a risk and go where he isn't comfortable, and that is to the top rope.  He lifts his arms in the air and DIVES OFF!

[BOOM!  POP!]

Brady - This is getting ugly, Dalton.

Dalton - Rhodes landed a frog splash on all three men!

Brady - It is amazing what someone will do when there's something as precious as this Quasar title on the line!  I bet this
guy would run the forty on a minefield if you put this belt at the end of it.

Dalton - I wouldn't put it past any of these men, Brady.  Rhodes rolls off and drags Cage, who was underneath all this, to the
center of the ring.  He lays atop and hooks the leg.  And I think we've got ourselves a new champion!

1

... 2

Dalton - UNBELIEVABLE!  Cage miraculously kicks out! Rhodes sits on his knees in pure shock.  He pulls Cage up by the hair, sitting behind him, and begins driving fist after fist into the side of his head.  Williams and Vindicator are now both getting to their feet.  They take one look at each other and charge!  Vindicator misses a clothesline. Williams tries one of his own and whiffs.  Vindicator locks him up from behind with a full nelson.  He lifts him into the air and SLAMS HIM with one arm!  Big V
bounces off the ropes and drops a huge legdrop across the chest of Williams!  He grabs him by the legs and turns him over
into a Boston crab. Williams is trying to push himself up and use his legs to power out. Meanwhile, Rhodes has left Cage lying in a crumpled heap after a series of stomps to the head.  He makes his way over to the the next duo and begins taunting Williams!  He flips him off and slaps him across the face.

Brady - Sportsmanship.  You love it don't you!

Dalton - If I saw some, I just might.  Oh now that's not neccessary. Rhodes just spit right in his face.  And follows it up by standing and dropping a knee right into the back of his head!  I think Williams has been knocked unconscious ladies and gentlemen.  The Vindicator releases the submission hold and turns to Rhodes, who has his back turned to Vindicator. He taps Rhodes on the shoulder.  Rhodes spins around smiling.  A kick to the gut from the V man.  And he hits a tigerbomb!  He
holds it for the pin!

1

... 2

Dalton - And Micheal Cage keeps this title vacant by nailing Vindicator with a rolling neck snapper from behind!  Williams is
starting to show some signs of life again as he stands up, leaning on the ropes for support.  And now he's climbing out of the ring for some reason. Cage and the Vindicator are trading blows in the corner.

Brady - Trading blows?  I didn't know they were those kinda guys.

Dalton - Stow it, Brady.  The Vindicator whips Cage, who has to leap over the fallen Rhodes, into the opposite corner.
Vindicator follows him in. AVALANCHE!  And Vindicator sits Cage on the top rope, facing the crowd. Could we be seeing the beginning of the end?  He climbs up behind him and wraps his arm around his neck.  Hooks the trunks.  I think he's spelling
the end!  HERE COMES HARSH JUSTICE!

[CRACK!]

Brady - Hah Hah!  There's some justice for you!

Dalton - Damn him!  Damn Brad Williams!  He just busted Vindicator over the head with that chair he always brings with him!
Vindicator falls backward to the mat!  Williams jumps off the apron and Cage falls off of the top rope ... AND RIGHT ONTO VINDICATOR!  THE COUNT!

1
 
 

... 2
 
 

Dalton - Brutal Youth pulls Cage out of the ring by his ankle!  Dammit!  He DDT's Cage in the aisle!  Williams slides into the
ring and covers Vindicator!  No!  Not this way!  Don't let it end like this!

1
 
 
 

... 2
 
 
 

[POP!]

Dalton - Lawrence Rhodes pulls him off!  He pulls Williams off!  Now Rhodes and Williams are brawling tooth and nail!  The
Vindicator is lying on the mat busted wide open!  Blood is leaking from his forehead!  And now he's unbelievabley getting up!  The Vindicator is letting his pride, will, and desire take over for him now!  He's rolling out of the ring and ... and what's he doing?

Brady - Oh no.  Look ref!  Look!

Dalton - The referee is tending to Micheal Cage on the outside, making sure he's suitable to continue.  But the Vindicator HAS THE CROWBAR!

[POP!]

Dalton - This is justice, Brady!  This is going to be sweet revenge for the chair shot!  Big V slides into the ring, walks slowly
toward the two men tangled in the corner.  Rhodes has the advantage and he hooks Williams arms behind his back, holding him for Vindicator!

Brady - Saaaaawing badda badda badda!

[POP!]

Dalton - WRONG MAN!  Williams ducked and Rhodes took the shot!  Vindicator looks down at Rhodes, shrugs, and turns toward Williams with the crowbar held over his head!  The ref is back in the ring begging him not to.

[POP!]

Dalton - CAGE OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A SPEAR ON VINDICATOR!  Vindicator falls out of the ring and takes the referee with him!  Oh no!  Williams has the crowbar!  He's going to take out Cage right now!  He's going to win this thing right now!  He swings!

Brady - Cage ducks!

Dalton - Cage hoists him into a fireman's carry on his shoulders!

[BOOM!]

Dalton - THE PENALTY SHOT!  HE HIT IT!  HE COVERS WILLIAMS!

[The crowd chants the count.]

1
 
 
 

... 2
 
 
 

...... 3

Dalton - And you can keep on counting to one hundred, but there is NO REFEREE to make the count!  He fell outside with
Vindicator!  Cage is irate and he's making the count himself!  Now he slides out of the ring and grabs the belt from the timekeeper's table.

Brady - He can't do that!

Dalton - Unfortunately you're right, Brady.  Cage is raising his hands and standing in the aisle with the belt held high.  Rhodes
is still out, and the Vindicator is climbing back into the ring, and he's carrying the ref by the collar.  Vindicator drapes an arm across Williams!  This time the ref counts!

1

Dalton - Cage turns around and runs back to the ring!

... 2

Dalton - He slides under the bottom rope!  Can he make in time?!

...... 3

[DING, DING, DING]

Anna Dea - Ladies and gentlemen ... the winner of the tournament final ... and your NEW SWL QUASAR CHAMPION ... THE VINDICATOR!

[The Vindicator stands over Brutal Youth with his hand in the air.  Micheal Cage rises from his knees with the title in hand as
Vindicator looks his way.  Cage walks over to Vindicator with his head down, then looks them straight in the eye and hands him the title as the crowd roars.]

Dalton - There he is, folks.  You're new champion, The Vindicator!

Brady - I don't want to be the devil's advocate here, but you have got to believe that Micheal Cage will be demanding a rematch.  After all, he DID score the first pin.  With one minor detail missing.

Dalton - Minor?  It was the REF, Brady.

Brady - Pick pick pick.

Dalton - Well we hope you enjoyed it as much as we did, fans.  Now we're gonna hand it back over to Charlie and Terry for the culmination of tonight's events!  Congratulations to the Vindicator, and so long folks!

[A video documenting the trials and tribulations of the Main Event is then shown....

"A seed was sown." Steph recieving a box of roses is shown at the August 8th Shockwave.  "That seed has been nurtured..."  Steph receiving various notes and paraphenalia shows on the screen.  "But now, that flower has turned into a giant weed!"  A voice is heard reading, "Roses are red, Violets are green. If I showed anymore, It would get REAL obscene!!!"  The last shot before fading out is of Brian Williams yelling out.... "I don't know who you are, but I will get you. I WILL get you!"  The screen then shines in a burst of light.  "GRINNIN" appears on the screen, followed by "REAL" and then "II".  A flurry of scenes are shown before us. Grinnin is first, "Well boss, it appears as if you are having woman problems, stalker problems, and in general you just can't seem to get the job done!!" A beated President is shown saying, "Steph, I am trusting you on this. And for her sake, I am going to say, yes. I want your help." Grinnin is then shown, "YOU WILL GET SMACKED!" Real is then shown, "You go home with a “W”...  but I go home with my title...  So you tell me, Grinnin...  WHO WON!?" Grinnin is then shown reading the note that was found on him, "...Now do yourself a favor and stay the hell out of my business or I will get you again and you will be getting diced!" Brian is then shown reading a note, "I am going to crush you Brian, and you can't stop me.  The only thing I can say is this:  Watch your back, because it will be from there that I strike." A video of the man stadning at the entrance way rolls, "Brian Williams, I am your fate.  I am your doom.  At Back at Last, I will make your world go BOOM!!!" Real and Grinnin are shown beating each other up to end last weeks show. Terry Hogan's voice is then heard, "It's sure to be a Blockbuster!"]

Charlie Watkins - Well, everyone, we are back!  It was a nice little break, but we sure missed one hell of a match.

Terry Hogan - The Vindicator became our new Quasar Champion.  Wow!  That was a wild match if I ever saw one.

Charlie Watkins - But now we come to the main event.  It's what everyone has been waiting for.  The Champion, Bret "The Regulator" Real versus the challenger, and bodyguard of the President, Grinnin!'

Terry Hogan - I wanna find out who the stalker is!  It's been too long.

Charlie Watkins - But I think tonight will be the night that the stalker will be revealed.  This has been the biggest story in the SWL for a long time now, and I think we have reached the last chapter in the book.

Terry Hogan - But on the other hand... he may not reveal himself to us at all.

Charlie Watkins - Let's hope that doesn't happen.

("Rebel Yell" by Billy Idol begins to play as Brian Williams and Steph make their way down to the ring.  He is wearing dark pants and a red turtle neck.  Steph is wearing a sparkling sequined dress.  They both walk around the ring to the announcers table.  Brian takes a headset and Steph sits next to him.)

Brian Williams - Hi boys.  Been a great day so far, hasn't it?

Charlie Watkins - You bet.

Terry Hogan - Brian, can I ask you a question?  Why are you down here for this match? It doesn't have much to do with you.

Brian Williams - I disagree.  You see, I feel a lot safer out here, in front of the thousands of people here than in the back without Grinnin to protect Steph and I.  Plus, it's my company, and I can do what I want.  If I want to be out here for the main event, I can be out here for the main event.

Terry Hogan - Alright.  Are you ready for this thing to start up?

Brian Williams - I couldn't be more ready!  Let's start it up!
 
 

Anna Dea - Ladies and gentlemen.  This is the moment you have been waiting for because the SWL and Back at Last has reached the main event of the evening. The two hottest stars in Stars Wrestling Limited for the SWL World Title. Introducing first, from Toronto, Canada and weighs in at 283lbs, he is the SWL's Most Notorious Man. He is Grinnin!!!

[The first bars of "Sad but True" by Metallica play. The music pauses breifly. A Pyro goes off in front of the ramp and two
sets of fireworks explode in the rafters. Grinnin  walks out just as the flames die down to a huge chorus of boos.  He has a completly unreadable expression on his face and is wearing his traditional black wrestling gear. He seems to be oblivious of the crowd as the scream insults at him as he makes his way to the ring.  He rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and grabs the mic from Anna Dea and stares out at the crowd for a minute before speaking]

Grinnin - Shut up Buffalo.

[Crowd explodes again.  The camera pans around to all the anti Grinnin signs in the arena]

Grinnin - Very soon, before this match is over, I am going to prove to everyone that I know who stole the girl friend from
the president of the SWL.  Now bring that sack of crap out here so I can go about kicking him around!!

[Grinnin tosses the mic to Anna Dea who easily catches it]

Anna Dea - His opponent tonight is a former SWL Quasar champion and has never been pinned during his career in the SWL.  Here is the SWL World Champion Bret "The Regulator" Real!!!

[The lights in the arena go out… As the heavy electric guitar from Rage Against The Machine’s “Bulls on Parade” starts to play, blue strobe lights flash through the arena and a combination of blue lights and smoke fill the entrance way. Bret Real makes his way to the center of the entrance and stands in the midst of the blue haze.  His game face is on as he stares at the ring directly ahead of him. The blaring music drops to a lull as Real raise both fists in the air… "Come wit it now!" - RATM's lead singer yells.  The Regulator simultaneously crotch chops to point to the Gold Championship Belt he is wearing around his waist as the heavy electric guitar kicks in again… He holds that pose for a few seconds with a smirk on his face… "Come wit it now!" - The lead singer yells once more. As the lyrics start, Real proceeds to walk down the ramp and removes the strap from his waist and places it over his left shoulder...]

Charlie Watkins - Wow, does the champion ever look ready for this match tonight.  I don't think I have ever seen him look this intense.

Terry Hogan - If you say so.  Personally I think he just looks too keyed up right now.

Brian Williams - It's the heat of the battle boys... You gotta expect some intensity!

[The bell tolls and the two men step towards each other and right away it is Bret Real unloading wiht a right hand.  Grinnin
returns the blow and it quickly degenerates into a pier six brawl.  Finally it is Grinnin sending a kick to the midsection and a knee lift to follow it up straightens the champion.  Grinnin follows behind that with a short clothesline that staggers the champion to the ropes.  Grinnin whips Real to the ropes and connects with a spinning elbow that again staggers the champ.  Grinnin rakes the eyes of Bret Real and grabs him by the hair and walks him to the turn buckle and goes to drive the champion face first into
the thin pads ..]

Terry Hogan - And the champion blocks, elbow to the midsection of Grinnin and now he drives the challengers face into the
turnbuckle.

Charlie Watkins - What a cheap shot.  Why isn't the ref breaking this up, I mean Grinnin is holding the ropes.

Brian Williams - I respect Kevin's ability out there, but he can only see so much.

[Bret Real lets Grinnin go and Grinnin just slumps to the mat.  Bret turns to the crowd for one second before turning around and
delivering a series of kicks to the chest and head of Grinnin driving the challenger into a prone position.  Real grabs Grinnin by the hair and drags him to his feet and whips him across the ring into the far turnbuckle and immediately follows in with a running clothesline that nearly decapitates the Grinman.  Grinnin again slumps down and once more it is Bret Real dragging Grinnin to his feet and then whipping him to the ropes and he connects with a huge back body drop.  Real to the ropes and he drops an elbow across the chest of Grinnin. The crowd is going insane as Real takes the match to Grinnin!!]

Charlie Watkins - What an awesome display by the champion the last few minutes. He is totally doing what he said he was going to do and that is to dominate the so called most notorious man!

Terry Hogan - What are you talking about?!? Grinnin is just playing possum, you watch.

Charlie Watkins - That might be true, but there is the champion with the first cover of the night.  One, Two, and Grinnin kicks out.

[Bret Real looks at the ref a little irritated but doesn't say anything.  He picks up Grinnin and scoops up Grinnin and slams him
down.  Bret Real starts to kick at the challenger and kicking and kicking and the ref is trying to get between Real and Grinnin.  He begins his count gets to five and Real is still kicking at Grinnin.  Now the ref literally gets between Real and Grinnin and it is Grinnin with a low blow on Real who crumples over in pain.]

Charlie Watkins - That's how to use your ability, Grinnin!

Terry Hogan - See, now you know what I am talking about!

Charlie Watkins - I was being sarcastic.

[The ref stands up and starts to count to ten as the two men are on the canvas and it is Grinnin who starts to get up at the
count of six.  He reaches his feet viciously kicks Bret Real in the head.  He looks down at the champion and then drags him to his feet and whips him to the ropes and connects with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker.  Grinnin reaches down and grabs Real again and this time whips him to the ropes and Grinnin takes a step back as Real runs back at him and Grinnin hits a back body drop that sends the champion flying over the top rope and through the announcers table.]

Charlie Watkins - Holy smokes!!!  Real just crashed through our table and I think he might be busted open fans.  Wow, I don't think I have ever seen anything like that before.

Brian Williams - It's the SWL!  You will see anything and everything!

Terry Hogan - I told you he was playing possum. Go get him Grin!!

[Grinnin slides out of the ring and starts laying punches to the cut over Bret Real's left eye.  Grinnin picks him up and whips
him head first into the ring pole.  The ref reaches the count of 4 as Grinnin drags Real to his feet, scoops him up and drives his back into the pole.  The ref reaches 7 and Grinnin gives one final kick to the small of Real's back, rolls in and out of the ring breaking the count.  Grinnin drags Real to his feet and goes to whip him to the railing and Real reverses and sends Grinnin into the rail.  Real walks over to Grinnin and bends down to grab at him but Grinnin sticks a thumb to Bret's eye and follows that with a quick clothesline that knocks down the champion.  Grinnin drags Real to his feet and rolls him back into the ring and then rolls in himself.]

Charlie Watkins - This is where the match should be... inside the ropes.

[Grinnin gets to his feet and drops a knee to the ribs of Real.  Grinnin picks up Real and sets him up for a suplex and Real with a block.  Grinnin tries again and again Real blocks. This time it is Real with the Suplex attempt and he gets him up part way
before he crumples and Grinnin lands on top of him. The ref counts: One, Two, and Real kicks out]

Charlie Watkins - This match is really taking it's toll on the champion, especially Grinnin's ruthless use of the ring pole where he drove Real's back into it.

Terry Hogan - I thought it was a thing of beauty myself.  This is possibly the best match of the year so far!

Charlie Watkins - I hate to agree with you, but you might be right there.

[Grinnin with a kick to the midsection and he goes for the Gobsmacker and it is Real with a desperation shove that pushes Grinnin away and then spikes Grinnin's exposed knee.  Real makes it to his feet and grabs Grinnin by the feet and twists and turns and wraps Grinnin into a figure four leg lock. Grinnin in obvious pain but being fairly close to the ropes manages to wiggle over and grabs it.  Bret refuses to break the hold until finally the ref manages to break it by sheer force.  Real signals to the crowd for judgement day.]

Charlie Watkins - Could this be it!  He's setting him up for The Judgement Day!

[Real sets up the Grinman and he gets him up but Grinnin kicking his legs manages to skew the balance of Real who can't hold him up and Grinnin down to his feet and Grinnin with a small package and barely gets a two count before Real escapes.  Real whips Grinnin to the rope and goes for a clothesline but Grinnin ducks, hits the far ropes and this time both men manage to connect with clotheslines and both men are down.]

Charlie Watkins - I will be amazed if either of them get up.

Terry Hogan - Wait... Grinnin is stirring.  He's rolling over to cover Real!

[Kevin Mills counts... 1.......
 

2....
 

Terry Hogan - Kick out!  How did he manage that!

Charlie Watkins - He's our champion, would you expect any less?

[Both men lay on the mat, trying to regain some energy.  Suddenly a bright light shines from the entrance way and a giant man appears.]

Charlie Watkins - Is that who I think it is?

Brian Williams - If it is who I think it is... he's gonna get whats coming to him!  Come here you.... you.....

Terry Hogan - Woh there!  Just calm down.

[The man runs to the ring with a chair and slides underneath the bottom rope slams Kevin Mills with the chair.]

Charlie Watkins - Who is that?!

Terry Hogan - It's the stalker!

Brian Williams - Hey!  That is no way to treat our refs!  If this guy knows what's good for him, he should just get out of the ring before I have to go in there and regulate!

[Grinnin and Bret Real slowly get up, and the man is still there with the chair.  He stares at Grinnin and smiles.  Then decks Real with the chair!]

Charlie Watkins - What just happened here?

Brian Williams - I don't know, but I am going to have to put a stop to this!

[Brian Williams gets up and slides into the ring.]

[CLANG!]

Charlie Watkins - He just leveled our President!

Terry Hogan - What the Hell is going on?!

[The unknown man takes Bret Real to the top rope]

Charlie Watkins - Top Rope Fishermans Suplex!  Grinnin makes the cover!

Terry Hogan - There is no ref!

[Steph runs from her chair into the ring and start the count!]

1......
 

2.......
 
 
 

3
 

Terry Hogan - And we have a new champion!

Charlie Watkins - No Way!  There was no real ref, and besides..... there was interference!

Anna Dea - The winner of this match, and new SWL World champion, Grinnin!!!

Terry Hogan - I don't think anyone cares!

[Grinnin grabs a mic]

Grinnin - You stupid people.  Did you really think that I would help that sorry, good for nothing president?  Well I did.  I did
exactly what I said I would.  I found out the stalker and it was .....

ME!  Come here baby.

[Steph walks over to Grinnin and wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him]

Grinnin - That's right you morons.  The worlds best looking woman is now with the worlds most notorious man.  So you people, the president and everyone else in the SWL can kiss my ass!!!  Brian Williams, you get in my face now and I won't just steal your girlfriend, but something else will happen to you and that is ....
YOU WILL GET SMACKED!!!!!

[A couple of photographers get in the ring and start taking pictures of Grinnin and his friend.  Grinnin lightly steps on Bret Real and poses.]

Charlie Watkins - It was Grinnin all along?!

Terry Hogan - I would have thought he would have a little more respect than that!  That's just wrong!

Charlie Watkins - Well, it's been one hell of a night.  We have two new champions, we found out who the stalker was, and we still don't know who that mountain of a man was.

Terry Hogan - We'll just have to wait until next week to find out some answers!  Til next time, keep.......What is going on!

Charlie Watkins - It appears as though one of the photographers took a picture too close to Grinnin.

Terry Hogan - Oh No!  That photographer just smashed the big man over the head with his camera!

Charlie Watkins - And now he's lifting Grinnin up into a reverse suplex.... Oooh! He just dropped him head first into a reverse DDT!  We have lost total control here folks!

[The photographer and a now standing Bret Real pick Grinnin up and throw him over the top rope onto the floor.  They then roll the big man out of the rings as well.  The photographer takes off his hat and throws his glasses inot the crowd.]

Charlie Watkins - Oh My!  Do you know who that is?!

Terry Hogan - It can't be!  He's been out of the SWL for a couple months.

Charlie Watkins - It is!  It's The Kid..... It's The Kid!

Terry Hogan - You're right!  It's "The Kid" Billy Rock!

(The Kid joins hands with Bret "The Regulator" Real and lifts their arms skyward.  The "KID!  KID!  KID!" chants throb around the two warriors.  The ring announcer delivers a microphone to the Kid.  The Kid scratches his thin, dirty blonde beard and trades a smile to the crowd for the warm chant of his name ... )

"The Kid" Billy Rock - I am ... BACK AT LAST!

(He lifts his chin and scans the arena and the thousands of raging fans.)

The Kid - But  ... why?

(Billy spreads his fingers and holds his palm up.)

The Kid - My dream slipped through these fingers at the first SWL pay-per-view.  The SWL World Heavyweight Title.  But
it's just a matter of time, determination, and a very articulate process before I garnish this waist with it!  So Grinnin, don't get too cozy with that belt.  It's gravitatin' toward the Kid, 'cause there ain't NO PLACE like home! Now what you're all craving is an explaination for all this.  Well let me be the one to satisfy it.

(Billy sticks his index finger in the direction of Bret "The Regulator" Real.)

The Kid - Me and this son of a b*tch use to use each other's heads to crack our knuckles!  That's what made us tighter than Dolly Parton in an A-cup! And I am SICK and TIRED of sitting back and just watching while he balls up those two fists and slings 'em at everything and everyone in front of him.  I think it's about time I lent him an extra set of arms to throw at everything and everyone trying to creep up behind him!

(The Kid looks at Bret and offers his hand.)

The Kid - I'm here to watch your back, brother!

(He turns back toward the crowd.)

The Kid - Don't let this good samaritan gig distort your memory of how dangerous and promising the threat of my presence is.
You stand in our way and I'm guaranteed to kick seven shades of sh*t out of each and every hole in your miserable bodies!

(The crowd cheers as The Kid tosses the microphone to Bret and "Real Deal" chants fill the arena.)

Bret Real - Grinnin... I kept my word, you sorry sack of sh*t! The title is yours... but... did YOU really win, Grinnin?...

(Real flashes that patented smirk and shakes his head)

Bret Real - I DON'T THINK SO! You see, after the beating you took here tonight... I doubt you'll even be able to wear that belt around that battered body of yours for weeks to come! And believe me, Grinnin... this is FAR... from over!

(The Regulator turns to look at "The Kid" Billy Rock for a moment... and then turns back to face the camera)

Bret Real - People may be wondering... "What is The Real Deal doing with a guy like Billy Rock?"  Well, I'll tell you... There's
a saying that goes like this... "Keep your friends close... BUT... Keep your enemies closer!"

(Real points towards Rock with his free hand)

Bret Real - No matter what the critics say... THIS... is the Most Notorious Man in the S... W... L...

(Crowd starts chanting "KID! KID! KID!" The Vindicator makes his way down the aisle.)

Charlie Watkins - Now what?!

Bret Real - And with these men on MY side... "THE REGULATORS" side... All you low-life, no-talent-having scum...  (Real cracks a full grin)...  And again -- you know who you are ladies... Be forewarned!  Because THE REGULATORS... will make
sure... that JUSTICE... IS... SERVED!

(Bret gives the microphone back to The Kid.)

The Kid - Grinnin.  The Stalker.  Emo Phillips or the Godd*mn Pope!  We don't care what you think your name is!  The only
thing that is certain is by the time you've  realized it was a pretty dim lit idea to f*ck with this pack, it'll be too late to avoid the question that's rolled off the tongues of so many before you.

How can somethin' that looks so good ... HURT SO BAD?!

("Where You At Rock?" by Kid Rock rumbles across the arena as they leave the ring, slapping hands with all the fans near the aisle ... )

Charlie Watkins - Are you taking this all in?  If I am hearing right, those three men formed a group called The Regulators?

Terry Hogan - Wow!  Bret Real, Billy Rock, AND The Vindicator all in one group!  The rest of the SWL better watch out!

Charlie Watkins - Especially Grinnin!  He's a bit outnumbered!

Terry Hogan - From the looks of it, I'd say... just a bit.  Although, he does have that big guy that was with him.  Do you know who it was?

Charlie Watkins - No, I don't.  But we are seriously out of time here everyone.  I hope you enjoyed Back At Last as much as we enjoyed putting it on for you!  I'm sure there will be some major fallout on our next show.  There are still a lot of questions to be answered.  So until next time...... Keep Reaching for Those Stars!
 

"The King of Extreme" Chris King vrs. Angry Alcoholic - Kenny Liechty

"The Classic" Drew Archer vrs. GlassVoice - Kenny Liechty

Rampage vrs. Overcast - Joseph Howard

MOB Squad vrs. "HeartThrob" Tommy Havock - Tony Cresta

Quasar Title Match - Brian (you never gave me your last name)

Main Event - Sean Barrett