Date : 01/10/2005
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : BMWF Arena Adrian MI

(The show opens inside the Globe inside the BMWF complex where most of the BMWF superstars and jobbers are sitting around tables enjoying themselves. The camera cuts from table to table as JR speaks.)

JR: Hello, everyone! Welcome to this special edition of BMWF Bedlam--the BMWF 2004 Year-End Awards Show!! We are coming to you from the Globe nightclub in the BMWF Complex in Adrian, MI!

(The camera cuts to JR and The King standing at a podium on an awards-show type stage. The crowd noise dies off.)

JR: I'm JR Finnegan...

BRUISER (in the crowd): We know who you are, ya jackass! get on with it!

CROWD: WHAT?  BWAA HA HA HA!

JR: Er, right, and along side me is the King, Gary Brawler and what a show we have for you tonight!

KING: Yes! I'm going to win the best Staff member award! HA HA!

JR: Well, we'll see about that, King. Also tonight, folks, this awards show won't be as boring as that lame WWE 10th Anniversary rip-off show. We'll also be having several matches here tonight including the first two rounds of the Women's title tournament and an Alexei Romanov vs. Dale Anderson main event!

ROCK (in the crowd): and this will be the only time those tow jabronies main event a Bedlam!

CROWD: BWAA HA HA HA!

JR: Er, anyway, our colleagues the Couch and Joey Smiles are in the BMWF arena ready to call the action. Let's go to them for a moment!

(The camera cuts to inside the BMWF Arena Adrian MI. The camera pans the capacity crowd. They are going wild and many signs are seen.)

COUCH: Hello everyone! This is the Couch along with Joey Smiles and we're here to bring you some fine matches here tonight at the BMWF Arena!

JOEY: Well, who's doing the commentary, you or me?

COUCH: Well, I'm a better commentator than you and I'm also better looking!

JOEY: No, you're not!

COUCH: Yes, I am!

JOEY: No, you're not!

COUCH: Yes, I am!

(The scene cuts back to the Globe and JR and the King.)

KING: What a couple of morons! I hope our ratings don't drop because of them!

JR: Oh, stop it, King! Folks, I would like to not only congratulate *DING DING*  HOWARD THE FINK: The winners of the awards tonight, but also all of the nominees who took the time to prepare speeches that won't make the show. The entire BMWF staff commends you all for your efforts.

KING: And to the ones that didn't bother...PLLLLT!

JR: And now, here to present our first award of the night -- the Low-Carder of the Year Award--here are Slayder and Ravnos!

(The Darkside (Brood) Them plays as Slayder and Ravnos come to the stage. Ravnos grabs a chalice and takes a drink!)

KING: YUK!

(The music stops.)

SLAYDER: Having a cold one, Rav?

RAVNOS: A cold one? No, I always have warm ones!

SLAYDER: BWAA HA HA!

CROWD: BOOO!

SLAYDER: All right. The top nominees for Low-Carder of the Year are:

Altar Boy Mark
Mars
Ravven
Sandmann
Zabu

RAVNOS: And the winner is...(bites open the envelope with his fangs)...with 64.29% of the vote...RAVVEN!

("Come Out and Play" by Offspring blares over the P.A. as onto the stage steps Ravven wearing a Tux jacket, a dress shirt and bow tie and a dress skirt.. He is greeted with a mixed reaction from the crowd, mostly boos. Ravven does the crucifix with his arms but gets booed by the crowd. The music stops.)

RAVVEN: Anguish, fear, and sorrow, are emotions we all feel, but never more strongly than in our adolescence. When just having an acne-rabid skin, can mean a lifetime of loneliness. One's acceptance by others is a barometer of one's popularity. If one is different, a misfit, maybe unattractive, unathletic, one is in for a lifetime of cruelty and suffering, that will traumatize permanently. You se, scars are souvenirs you never loose. The past is never far. You can try to repress it. You can try to hold it back. You can try to deny it. But it will still continue to grow... stronger, and stronger. Like a malignant cancer, that can't be satiated. Each of us manifests our pain in different manners. Whether it's three in the morning in bed... tears in one's eye. Whether it's a need to destroy everything beautiful, or just simply shutting one's self off from society. My father never gave me what I needed, so I understand what it's like to do without. They should understand this. They should give what's needed. I can see this. I can feel their pain. Why can't they understand? Quote the Raven...nevermore!

(Ravven's music plays again as he leaves to a chorus of boos.)

JR: We'll be right back!

(The scene opens backstage showing Alexis Terrion sitting on a crate taping
up her hands for her match. She tightens the tape and then bites off the
excess. Alexis stands and stretches.)

Alexis: Another night stuck in Adrian. How wonderful...

(Alexis sneers.)

Alexis: last week there was an amazing amount of doubt revolving around
me... I could not believe it. Yet in all the chaos and confusion, I won the
match for my team. It was not the former five time women's champion, it was
not miss let's all get along, and well it definitely was not Miss Gretch.
No, it was Alexis Terrion. Me... I won the match for the team. In fact if it
not for me they would have stood no chance.

(Alexis grins.)

Alexis: Tonight I get to compete in a tournament for the Women's title. I
must admit I was disappointed when The rock said it would be drawn out over
two separate evenings... I personally enjoy one night survival tournaments.
But alas I must adjust and wait for the finals. Because make now mistake...
I will easily beat Samantha Gretch. Just look at her, she should be putting
on*bleep* lipstick and preparing for her money shot... Not competing against
someone of my stature.

>>>

COUCH: Welcome, fans, to our first match to the evening!

HOWARD THE FINK: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a Women's Title Tournament match!

From Siena, Italy...
Weighing in at 118 pounds...

Alexis Terrion

("Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin plays over the PA system. There are no
fancy lights or pyrotechnics. Alexis Terrion steps out from behind the
curtain. Alexis is dressed in a vivid candy apple red catsuit with black
wrestling boots.)

Couch: Well everyone It's time to get the action started...

Smiles: This is the first match of The women's title tournament

(Alexis just walks straight for the ring. She completely ignores the fans.)

Couch: Alexis is very fiery and made quite an impact winning the match for
her team last week.

Smiles: yes she did. And her finisher the Divination was very efficient

(When Alexis reaches the ring she climbs the steps and stands in her corner
waiting for her opponent.)

HOWARD THE FINK: Her opponent...
From Seattle, Washington...
Weighing in at 130 pounds...

Samantha Gretch

(A jellyfish slowly swims accross the screen of the Bruisertron, followed by the opening notes of "Numb" by Linkin ParkSamantha Gretch walks onto the stage wearing a pair of black leather pants and black boots that go up to mid calf. She's wearing a red halter top with a Jellyfish on the chest. She walks to the end of the ramp and puts her right fist into her left hand and bows low. The crowd boos slightly.)

Joey Smiles: Here we are! The first match of the Women's title Tournament!

The Couch: Nothing better then some hot girls rolling around trying to pin each other!

(Samantha walks down the ramp and jumps up onto the apron, stepping between the second and third ropes. She climbs the turnbuckle and raises her arms above her head and shakes her hips to a few cat calls. She tucks her long red hair behind her ears.)

*DING DING* 

COUCH: There's the bell!

Joey Smiles: Samantha hits Alexis with a hip toss
Samantha with a Creasent kick to Alexis
Samantha is pulling Alexis' hair!
She lets go at a 4 count

The Couch: Don't you love cat fights Joey

Joey Smiles: Samantha with a kick to Alexis' gut
Samantha nails Alexis with a Scissors kick
Samantha goes for the pin
1..2.. foot on the ropes!
Samantha kicks Alexis in the side
Samantha throws Alexis with an arm drag
Samantha locks in an arm bar on Alexis
Alexis screams in pain
The ref checks on Alexis
The ref asks Alexis if she wants to quit
Alexis shakes her head
Samantha tightens the hold
Alexis fights to the ropes
Samantha hits Alexis with an Enzugiri
Samantha goes for the cover
1...2.. Shoulders up!
Samantha slams Alexis into the mat with a Russian Leg Sweep

The Couch: I love this!

Joey Smiles: Samantha and Alexis exchange chops in the center of the ring
Samantha chops Alexis to the mat
Samantha jumps onto the turnbuckle and shakes her hips
The crowd boos loudly
Samantha hits Alexis with a Tilt-a-whirl DDT
Samantha goes for the cover
1...2...Kick out!

Samantha Gretch hits Alexis Terrion with a tilt-a-whirl DDT.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Samantha Gretch
and a few others cheering her.
Samantha Gretch runs into the ropes.
Alexis Terrion misses with a kick.
Alexis Terrion takes Samantha Gretch down with cresent kick.
Alexis Terrion is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Alexis Terrion goes for jumping heel kick, but Samantha Gretch blocks it.
Samantha Gretch nails Alexis Terrion with a hiptoss.
Samantha Gretch throws Alexis Terrion out of the ring.
Al Johnson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Alexis Terrion
reenters the ring.
Samantha Gretch hits Alexis Terrion with an arm bar.
Samantha Gretch goes for cresent kick, but Alexis Terrion ducks out of the way.
Alexis Terrion executes a springboard spinning leg lariat on Samantha Gretch.
Samantha Gretch inadvertedly knocks down Al Johnson.
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion runs into the ropes.
Samantha Gretch hits Alexis Terrion with a shoulderblock.
Samantha Gretch goes for an arm bar, but Alexis Terrion blocks it.
Alexis Terrion hits Samantha Gretch with a hurricanrana.
Alexis Terrion is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Alexis Terrion goes for a hurricanrana, but Samantha Gretch counters it with
a piledriver.
Samantha Gretch uses a low blow on Alexis Terrion.
Samantha Gretch runs into the ropes.
Samantha Gretch misses with a clothesline.
Samantha Gretch hits Alexis Terrion with a clothesline.
Samantha Gretch is going for the cover.
There is no referee to count.
Samantha Gretch uses a scissor kick on Alexis Terrion.
Samantha Gretch uses a hair pull on Alexis Terrion.
Charles Robertson comes running down to the ring.
Samantha Gretch executes the Sea Wasp on Alexis Terrion.
Alexis Terrion breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
Alexis Terrion goes for delayed vertical suplex, but Samantha Gretch blocks it.
Samantha Gretch runs into the ropes.
Alexis Terrion misses with a kick.

Couch: this is one hot match!

Smiles: Samantha is pulling on Alex's hair Alexis knocks her away
with a back elbow Alexis delivers a back heel kick

(Alexis raises her hands and then dust off her shoulder.)

Smiles: Samantha grabs Alexis with a school-"girl"

Ref: One, Kick-out

Smiles: Both women are standing Alexis sweeps
Samantha Alexis follows up with a
beautiful standing moonsault

REF: One, Two, Kick-out

Couch: Alexis did not like the count there

Smiles: The ref is telling Alexis it was a two and she's gonna have to work
a little harder for the three count

Couch: Alexis is applying some sort of submission move here

Smiles: It's a rear-naked choke.

Samantha is in trouble here.

Samantha roll to where she is on top of Alexis

REF: One, Two, -

Smiles: Alexis releases the hold breaking up the pin

Alexis Terrion takes Samantha Gretch down with a hurricanrana.
Alexis Terrion hits flipping armbar on Samantha Gretch.
Alexis Terrion motions at her body and stands still for the crowd to admire her.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Alexis Terrion.

Joey Smiles: Alexis and Samantha are locked up right now!
Alexis throws Samantha into the ref!
The ref is down!
Alexis begins to pick Samantha up
Samantha hits Alexis with a low blow!

The Couch: Yea!

*The corwd boos loudly*

Joey Smiles: Samantha drops from the ring. She grabs up a chair!
Alexis is staggering to her feet
Samantha slides back into the ring.

(Alexis stands up and turns around to get hit across the face with the steel folding chair from Samantha. Samantha tosses the chair to the ground and kicks Alexis on the ground. Samantha climbs up to the top turnbuckle as Alexis begins to stager to her feet.)

Joey Smiles: I don't believe it! Samantha Gretch just layed out Alexis Terrion with a chair! Someone get a new ref out here!

THe Couch: I tell yea Joey, Women fight dirty!

Joey Smiles: Alexis is back to her feet...
TILT-A-WHIRL DDT INTO THE CHAIR!
Samantha Gretch just hit Alexis Terrion with a tilt-a-whirl DDT right into that steel chair!
Alexis is busted open!
The ref is getting up

(Samantha kicks the chair from the ring and rolls Alexis over. She stands next to Alexis and flips onto her with a standing Moonsault)

Joey Smiles: Samantha Gretch is cheating to win! I don't believe this!
SEA WASP! Samantha has Alexis Terrion locked in the Sea Wasp!
Alexis screams in pain
The ref checks on Alexis
Alexis shoulders are on the mat
1...2... Shoulders up!
Samantha tightens the hold
Alexis screams in pain
Alexis tries to break free
The ref asks if she wants to quit
Alexis shakes her head
Samantha laughs and tightens the hold

Alexis makes it to the ropes after 21 seconds.
Samantha Gretch argues with Al Johnson.
Alexis Terrion executes the Divination on Samantha Gretch.
Alexis Terrion goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
Alexis Terrion seemingly enjoys the boos.

*DING DING* 

HOWARD THE FINK: The winner is Alexis Terrion!

COUCH: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Back at the Globe.)

JR: And now, here to present our next award--The Jobber of the Year Award... is Barry Horriblewitz and GILLBERG!!

(The Goldberg theme plays as Horriblewitz and Gillberg come to the stage. Gillberg acts like Goldberg. The music dies off.)

BARRY: The top nominees for Jobber of the Year are...

Blizzard
Joe Gomer
Too Bold Stupido

GILLBERG: YAAAARRRGGGG! And the winner is...(tears open the envelope with Gillberg strength)...with 53% of the vote...JOE GOMER!!

(The Gomer Pyle theme plays as Gomer comes to the stage.)

GOMER; GOLLLLLY! SHAZAM! I just want ta thank Sgt. Slobber for training me! I learnt everything I know from him! SURPRIZE! SURPRIZE! SURPRIZE!

(The music plays once again as Gomer waddles off.)

>>>

(Alexis is backstage with a towel around her neck. Alexis turns and looks at
the camera.)

Alexis: Like I said... Not that difficult. I will admit Samantha put up more
of a fight then I was expecting. Yet that is really not saying much... Now I
will move on to face either Jacklyn J. Or Judge Moody two girls who have
been around for awhile. I do believe that they will offer some competition.
Yet not enough. They have spent too much time lulling around week after
week. They are used to the same competitors. I am someone new to them. I
think they neither have the skill nor the work ethic to be ready for someone
new. My background has prepared me for such things. Whether it is Jacklyn J.
Or Judge Moody I will be ready. Because it is not about being ready for a
certain person... it is about being ready for combat. And what you saw just
now was just the tip of the iceberg... I will become the Women's Champion,
and I will do it by winning this tournament, by any means necessary...

FADE

>>>

JR: And now, here to present the Manager of the Year Award -- Here are Bobby "The Brain" Heeman and Uncle Paul!

(The Darkside theme plays as Uncle Paul and Bobby Heeman come to the stage. The music dies off.)

BOBBY: Thank you! I would just like to say that even after all these years, a friend in need is still a pest!

UNCLE PAUL: Oooooh, YEEESS!

BOBBY: Now, the top nominees for Manager of the Year:

Flame
Misty Rivers 
Spirit

PAUL: And the winner... (tears open the envelope)...with 39% of the vote... FLAME!

(Flame leaps up and jumps right into the lap of her husband and gives him a bit of a lapdance as the crowd cheers on. Lowedown smiles as she makes her way up to the podium and hugs the presenter...)

Flame:WOW! I am almost as happy as when I'm in bed with my husband!

King:YAHHH! Too much information for me!

Flame:But seriously, I appreciate this award from the bottom of my bosom!

King:WOO-HOO! Now this is what I'm talking about!

Flame:I want to thank my husband for being there for me like I am for him. I want to thank all the fans for believing in me and knowing that I am the hottest diva in the BMWF! I love you all!

(The crowd applauds as Flame waves to the fans and then rushes back over to her table...)

JR: We'll be right back!

(Ezekiel is standing with Bole.  He has a
singe crutch, to aid his movement.  His
head is still heavily bandaged, and half of
his face is covered with a protective mask.)
 
Bole: I’m standing here with Ezekiel, who
remarkably is standing here after being crushed
last week on Bedlam.
 
(Ezekiel starts to talk, his voice slightly impaired
by the protective mask)
 
Ezekiel: It is no small feat that I am here Bole. 
For the past week I have been in intensive
physiotherapy in order to stand before you now.
 
Bole: Can you give us an outline of your injuries?
 
Ezekiel: For the most part nothing of concern. 
However a portion of my face received crushing
injuries, that have required surgery through the
week.  In order to support and protect the healing
process I am to wear this mask.
 
Bole: Obviously you must be looking for some
measure of retribution from Tobey.
 
Ezekiel: Bedlam Bowl marks both Tobey and my
one year anniversary in the BMWF.  I had been
hoping that it would be a happy occasion.  Tobey
however, has ensured that that will never be the case. 
At Bedlam Bowl Tobey will face a reckoning, unlike
that he has ever paid witness to before.
 
Bole: Can we have a quick comment on tonight’s award
show, where you have made the shortlist of a number
of awards?
 
Ezekiel: All I have to say is that receiving some
recognition of what I have achieved since entering
the BMWF under a year ago would be welcomed.
 
Bole: Thank you Ezekiel.
 
(Ezekiel purposefully makes his way over to the
Prime Time table)

>>>

JR: The hall here at the BMWF arena is just packed with talent!
 
King: I haven’t seen this much talent since the Mrs. Universe pageant!
 
JR: Well, this is a whole different type of competition.
 
King: I know, but the ladies look just as good!
 
JR: Well, we have Bole standing by outside, and he has a face we haven’t seen around here in a while!
 
(The camera changes to outside the arena and a dark limo pulls up to the red carpet. The door opens and Dreadnaught steps out. Suddenly, the flashes from all the cameras explode and Bole rushes over. Dreadnaught is dressed in a white suit and dark sunglasses. He has a dew rag over his head and he pulls the sunglasses down as Bole approaches.)
 
Bole: Dreadnaught, it is good to see you back! How is the recovery going?
 
Dreadnaught: First and foremost, it’s damn good to see you too B! You know the Dread-daddy is working on getting it all back together. And when the time is right, the Thug Nation will be back up and in the faces of all the BMWF cats around here! But, for now, I am just here to collect on some awards!
 
Bole: Well, your involvement here at the awards is justified! You were nominated in the match of the year award!
 
Dreadnaught: Yeah, and what an accomplishment that was! I mean, look at the two slobs I was in there with! Tamer and Hardcore Harry! Two guys who can barely keep their nouns and verbs in the right places, let along get with the Thug in a match. I mean, it ain’t easy taking those two on my shoulders and carrying them to a good match! That is a feat of a legend, which is exactly what the Dread-daddy is! I have taken every title this federation has to offer, and make no mistake, I can do it again! It is simply a matter of WHEN!
 
Bole: Well, when will that be?
 
Dreadnaught: You know the exclusive ain’t coming tonight Bole! This is about looking at the past and recognizing greatness! I am here to see some peeps, and knock a couple of drinks back with old friends. When it is time to split wigs, the Dread-daddy will emerge! Hey, you seen Cash around here?
 
Bole: No, actually, he has quit again!
 
Dreadnaught: Damn, I was gonna give him his dignity back!
 
(Dreadnaught smiles at the camera and then begins walking into the building.)
 
JR: Dreadnaught is back for the awards tonight!
 
King: This will be a great night!

>>>

(The camera fades in to show Michael Bole trying to make his way through the
crowd. After a few seconds Michael has made his way to the Union's table)

Bole: Hello fellas, how are you doing tonight, good I hope.

Harry: Bole, you and me NOW! Walk with me.

(Harry stands up from the table and puts his hand on Bole's shoulder guiding
him away from the table. Michael is holding the mic up as Harry goes on)

Harry: What the hell is going on here Bole? I mean all these awards and I
haven't won one yet! That match of the year award is coming up and you bet
your @$$ I am walking out of this place with that award!

Bole: That match should hold up, to me it was a very memorable match.

Harry: Do you remember everything about that match Bole? Do you remember
when I put Dreadnaught in that ambulance?

Bole: Yes.

Harry: Do you remember when I drove it straight up that ramp and straight
into the bruisertron and it caught on fire!?!

Bole: Sure do.

Harry: And do you remember the last time you ever saw Dreadnaught!?!

Bole: Uh...

Harry: That night because I took Dreadnaught out of the BMWF! Not Lowedown,
not Master Z, not Scotty Scott, and not even the legendary Maverick!!! I
Hardcore Harry took out the one and only Dreadnaught signal handedly!!!

Bole: That's true, you did.

Harry: That right there deserves the award and when that match, or MY match,
is called as the award winner, I will take that Blammy home and set it up on
my mantle, right beside my 2002 Match of the Year award!

Bole: Well good luck with that award tonight and all of your other
nominations.

Harry: Thanks, and Bole let me just warn you and all of these people, if I
do not win any award here tonight... look out because next week I will bring
such a fury to this federation that none of these city boys have ever
seen!!!

(Michael Bole's grow wide as Harry's voice intensifies)

Harry: The Union and I will personally dismantle every award winner so if
those city boys upstairs have any brains they will give Hardcore Harry and
the Union our rightful awards!!! Now if I were you I would get out of here!

(Bole scampers off as Harry tries to adjust his suit that he is wearing for
the show)

Fade..

HOWARD THE FINK: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a Women's Title Tournament match!

From Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 175 pounds...

Judge Moody

PA: All rise for the honorable...JUDGE MOODY!

(The Judge Judy theme hits as tons of pyros go off around the stage. Judge Moody appears from behind the curtains and walks down the ramp as the crowd boos. Judge Moody enters the ring and raises her gavel in the air to get more boos from the crowd. She grabs the mic from the ring announcer and addresses her "fans".)

Moody: This is a travesty! How was I not even in the nominees for Female Wrestler of the Year? I have been carrying the Women's division on my back ever since I started here almost a year ago! All these other women have come and go, like Dizi, Aquatic, the new girls...but I have stuck it out and have been loyal to you fans and this is how you treat me?

(The crowd boos.)

Moody: Tonight, I begin Step One in gaining back the BMWF Women's Championship, and if you fans don't agree with me, that's too bad, because THAT...IS...FINAL!

(Judge Moody drops the mic and waits for her opponent.)

HOWARD THE FINK: Her opponent...
Hailing from Trier, Germany...
Weighing in at 143 pounds...

Jacklyne J.

*DING DING* 

COUCH: There's the bell!
Judge Moody hoists Jacklyne J. high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Jacklyne J. crashing hard to the mat.
Judge Moody hits a headbutt on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody hits Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody punches Jacklyne J..
The crowd is going "We want Rick Patrick !".
Judge Moody hits Jacklyne J. with a headbutt.
Judge Moody takes Jacklyne J. down with a hurricanrana.
Judge Moody is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Judge Moody takes Jacklyne J. down with a hurricanrana.
The crowd is going "We want Rick Patrick !".
Judge Moody is going for the cover.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Judge Moody nails Jacklyne J. with an eye gouge.
Judge Moody throws Jacklyne J. out of the ring.
Judge Moody rolls out under the bottom rope.
Rick Patrick counts: 1.
Judge Moody climbs back into the ring.
Jacklyne J. rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Judge Moody goes for a snap mare, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. goes for a vertical suplex, but Judge Moody counters it with
a small package.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Judge Moody takes Jacklyne J. down with a hurricanrana.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Judge Moody hits Jacklyne J. with a headbutt.
Judge Moody goes for a dropkick, but Jacklyne J. side-steps and Judge Moody
only hits air.
Jacklyne J. whips Judge Moody into the ropes.
Judge Moody smacks Jacklyne J. with a devastating clothesline .
Judge Moody takes Jacklyne J. down with a dropkick.
Judge Moody goes for an arm bar, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. whips Judge Moody into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. goes for a monkey flip, but Judge Moody blocks it.
Judge Moody throws Jacklyne J. out of the ring.
Rick Patrick counts: one, Jacklyne J. reenters the ring.
Judge Moody runs into the ropes.
Judge Moody goes for a clothesline, but Jacklyne J. ducks out of the way.
Jacklyne J. punches Judge Moody.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody.
Judge Moody hits Jacklyne J..
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Judge Moody chops Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody throws Jacklyne J. out of the ring.
Rick Patrick counts: one, two, three, Jacklyne J. reenters the ring.
Judge Moody hits Jacklyne J. with a hurricanrana.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Judge Moody whips Jacklyne J. into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with a shoulderblock.
Jacklyne J. executes the Code Red on Judge Moody.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is absolutely silent.

*DING DING* 

HOWARD THE FINK: The winner is Jacklyne J.!

COUCH: We'll be right back!

>>>

(At the Globe...)

JR: Folks, as you can see, in attendance here tonight are some of our former superstars and Michael Bole is standing by with a couple of them right now. Michael...

>>>

Michael Bole: Eco-System! What do you think the odds are tonight on your recieving a Lurker?

Inferno: Let me tell you something Bole, we've worked long and hard for this award. We've been calling company employees just to go "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" We've called some of our old wrestling buddies, asking for loans. I personally have called 10 BMWF offices asking for a ...

Bole: Yeah, I get it.

Mineral: The point is, Michael Bole, is that the Lurker goes to someone who won't leave. Someone who keeps hanging around and is consistently unreliable. Darklord is too reliable to deserve this award, and the other two are mostly subdued when they're not currently employed. Are they even here tonight? Did they take the opportunity to mooch free food, airline flights to and back, and an apartment for the night? All over an award similar to the Ignobel Prize? Nope! They have too much pride. We have none, and that's what gives us our edge.

Bole: Well. I see. You have no self-respect either.

Inferno: You got it! Say, did you try some of Clancy's Cajun Shrimp?

Bole: I'll pass, thanks.

Mineral: Mikey, you don't understand the value of a free lunch.

Bole: I'll bet I don't. By the way, how's the Deli going?

Inferno: It's going great! Thorton & Thorton Deli already has a regular clientele. We've just completed a successful merger with the Korean deli down the street. Taught us some good cuisine, they did.

Bole: Do you ever see a BMWF return...on second thought, I don't think anyone will take you back.

Mineral: Probably not. Have a good night, Mike.

Bole: Thanks, you too.

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JR: And now, here to present the Female Wrestler of the Year Award...Flabulous Moolah and Mae Old!!

("Great Balls of Fire" by Jerry Lee Lewis plays as Moolah and Mae hobble to the stage. They wave and blow kisses to the crowd, then the music stops.)

MOOLAH: Now, Mae, you do know why we are here, don't you?

MAE: Yeah, these people are here to see my puppies!

(Mae starts to strip but is quickly stopped by Moolah.)

MOOLAH: No, no! We're here to present the Female Wrestler of the Year Award. The top nominees are:

Dizi MacPhearson
Jacklyn J
Kurt Dangle

And some broad named Brodie Manson who disappeared off the face of the Earth and is DQed from the competition!

CROWD: BOOOO! WE HATE NO-SHOWS! WE HATE NO-SHOWS! WE HATE NO-SHOWS!

MOOLAH: And the winner is...

MAE: Me! Hit the music, boys!

(The Stripper plays as Mae starts to strip.)

KING: YAHHH!

(The officials come out and throw a blanket around Mae and haul her off the stage as the music stops.)

MOOLAH: Pyew! OK, and the winner is....(tears open the envelope)...with 57% of the vote...Dizi MacPhearson!

(Dizi, back at the Prime Time table and in her evening gown, her hairdo a bit mussed, begins laughing when her name is announced as the winner. She turns and hugs Tamer tightly as the others at the table congratulate her. They then quickly send her to the stage where accepts her award with a big smile.)

Dizi: Wow! I won! Um... It really means a lot to me, to be voted Female Wrestler of the Year. I guess I'm supposed to say how talented the other nominees, J.J. Jackson and Kit Dingle are, but... I am the best female wrestler in the federation, so I deserved to win, and I did!, So... (smiles brightly) Sucks to be them, I guess! Um... I want to thank Tamer. (smiles and blows a kiss to Tamer) I have to thank my brother Donnie. (smiles and waves to Donnie). Of course, I want to thank the whole Prime Time family. (waves at the people at the Prime Time table) And Witherspoon. (smiles and waves at Spoon) Also, thank you very much to all those who helped me and supported me and, most of, voted for me! Thank you!

(Dizi makes her way back to the Prime Time table.)

JR: We'll be right back!

HOWARD THE FINK: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a Women's Title Tournament match!

Led to the ring by Scotty Scott...
From Quebec, CN...
Weighing in at 135 pounds...

Fifi

("Fighter" by Christina Aguilera blasts as Fifi walks out. The fans appear to be confused as to the attitude that she has been showing. She walks past some fans that are cheering her. She slides under the ropes and walks to her corner.)

Fif: Aquatic, girl, you just have been looking for someone to be your friend. But this is not about friends. This is about the Women's title. A title that I NEVER lost. You think that just because you have come back with a new look and think that everyone wants to see you as the Women's champion that you can walk out of here with a win over me? I got news for you sister. I plan on winning both of my matches tonight.

JR: Both?

King: She knows she can beat Aquatic!!!!

Fifi: And poor old Dizi will never get her chance to get her hands on MY title ever again.

COUCH: Hey! Why are JR and the King announcing here?

JOEY: OH MY GOD!!

HOWARD THE FINK: Her opponent...
Hailing from Seymour...
Weighing in at 131 pounds...

Aquatic

PA: And he said someday I hope you get the chance....to LIVE LIKE YOU WERE DYING!

(There is an explosion of fireworks, and "Live Like You Were Dying" plays as Aquatic skateboards down to the ring. A Jets cap covers some of her blue hair instead of the customary towel.)

PA: And he said...I went SKYDIVING! I went ROCKY MOUNTAIN CLIMBIN'! I went 2.7 seconds, on a bull named BLUMANCHU!

(Aquatic flips over the ropes into the and slides her cap under the ropes. She grabs a microphone.)

Aquatic: Fifi, huh? I know you! You're the woman that made me fetch her coffee least week! Obviously, you don't like skateboarders. But that's okay. All it means is that you need to lighten up! Now, I was originially going to give you my blue skateboard if you beat me tonight. But then I decided....who cares if you win or not! So regardless, you're getting a skateboard! How about that?

(The crowd gives a few confused cheers mixed with laughs.)

Aquatic: See Fifi, I used to be like you. Bitter, overcompetitive, and hating everyone. But then I learned to relax. Do you know why? Because every night, I get to go out there, get cheered or booed by 10,000 strong, and do what I love best. And if you don't love this job, if you don't love every single person here...well, then maybe this isn't the place for you. But as for me, I'm going to give this match all I got, and hope I advance. If not, I get to spend a little more time visiting with my husband and brother-in-law at the awards. What a loss, right?

*DING DING* 

COUCH: There's the bell!
Fifi goes for a butt-bump, but Aquatic ducks out of the way.
Aquatic goes for a flying lariat, but Fifi ducks out of the way.
Aquatic bumps into Rick Patrick.
Fifi smacks Aquatic with a devastating short clothesline .
Fifi nails Aquatic with an armdrag takedown.
Fifi hoists Aquatic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Aquatic
crashing hard to the mat.
Fifi executes an armdrag takedown on Aquatic.
Fifi chops Aquatic.
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Fifi.
Fifi chops Aquatic.
Fifi goes for a butt-bump, but Aquatic ducks out of the way.
Aquatic kicks Fifi.
Aquatic chops Fifi.
Fifi punches Aquatic.
Fifi is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Fifi chops Aquatic.

JOEY: Fifi has Aquatic by the hair.

COUCH: Oh my we have puppies!!!!!

JOEY: Fifi just slung Aquatic by her hair!!!!

COUCH: But look at her now she is helping her up. She is a real humanitarian!!!!

JOEY: She is helping her up by the hair. Now she is applying a headlock.

COUCH: But the referee is ordering her to release it because she pulled her hair!!!

JOEY: She released it but grabbed Aquatic's hair and pulled her back!!!

Fifi is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Aquatic punches Fifi.
Aquatic seemingly enjoys the boos.
Aquatic whips Fifi into the ropes, but Fifi reverses it.
Fifi misses with a clothesline.
Aquatic hits Fifi with an elbow.
Rick Patrick slowly gets up.
Aquatic hits an eye poke on Fifi.
Aquatic goes for a snap mare, but Fifi blocks it.
Fifi hoists Aquatic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Aquatic
crashing hard to the mat.
Fifi smacks Aquatic with a devastating short clothesline .
Fifi goes for a front facelock, but Aquatic counters it with a backdrop.
Aquatic smacks Fifi with a devastating flying lariat .
Aquatic runs into the ropes.
Fifi takes Aquatic down with a bulldog.
Fifi goes for a front facelock, but Aquatic blocks it.
Aquatic goes for a brainbuster, but Fifi counters it with a headbutt.
Fifi smacks Aquatic with a devastating short clothesline .
Fifi shows her assets.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Fifi and a few others cheering her.
Fifi hits Aquatic with an armdrag takedown.
Fifi hits an arm bar on Aquatic.

JOEY: Aquatic is going up to the high rent district as Fifi is just now standing up.

COUCH: This could be dangerous!!!!

JOEY: Fifi ran up the ropes and has Aquatic in trouble!!!!

COUCH: This could be it right here JOEY!!!!

JOEY: THE DUSTER!!!! THE DUSTER!!!!!

COUCH: I thought I would never hear those words again!!!!
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, foot on the ropes.
Fifi throws Aquatic out of the ring.
Fifi rolls out under the bottom rope.
Fifi throws Aquatic into the ringsteps.
Inferno comes from behind, but Fifi nails Inferno.
Aquatic shoves Fifi into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Aquatic climbs back into the ring.
Fifi climbs back into the ring.
Rick Patrick is back on the job.
Aquatic goes for a bulldog, but Fifi blocks it.
Fifi punches Aquatic.
Aquatic punches Fifi.
Fifi kicks Aquatic.
Aquatic hits Fifi.
Aquatic punches Fifi.
Aquatic goes for a snap suplex, but Fifi blocks it.
Fifi whips Aquatic into the ropes.
Fifi hits a chop on Aquatic.
Fifi takes Aquatic down with an airplane spin.
Fifi uses an armdrag takedown on Aquatic.
Fifi hoists Aquatic high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends Aquatic
crashing hard to the mat.
Fifi whips Aquatic into the ropes.
Aquatic goes for an Asai moonsault, but Fifi side-steps and Aquatic
only hits air.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Fifi nails Aquatic with an airplane spin.
Fifi hits a bulldog on Aquatic.
Fifi locks Aquatic in a chokehold.
Rick Patrick warns Fifi to let go.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three, four.
Aquatic hits Fifi with a brainbuster.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Aquatic.

JR: Aquatic has to be able to take the aging Fifi down here if she wants to restart her career on the right note!

Aquatic takes Fifi down with a scissor kick.
Aquatic goes to the ropes and flips off with an Asai on Fifi.
The referee counts a cover, but Fifi gets the shoulder up at two.

King: Why does Aquatic have to do that stupid Japanese wrestling stuff? Why can't she just take her shirt off and strut like those WWFE Divas?

(Aquatic throws Fifi with an armdrag, and nails her with a dropkick into the turnbuckle as she gets up. Fifi falls back into the turnbuckle as the crowd cheers.)

King: STINKFACE!

JR: What? No!

King: BRONCO BUSTER!

JR: NO!

Aquatic runs to the opposite ropes and does a backwards cartwheel.
Aquatic lands a handspring elbow right to Fifi's face.
Fifi is bleeding mildly.

JR: Wow, that was pretty sick....

COUCH: FOR CRYINN' OUT LOUD! DIDN'T ANYBODY SEE THE PART OF THE SCHEDULE THAT SAID ME AND SMILES ARE THE MATCH COMMENTATORS!

SMILES: OH MY GOD!

COUCH: Aquatic nails Fifi with a snap mare.
Rick Patrick removes the chair from the ring.
Aquatic takes Fifi down with an eye poke.
Aquatic throws Fifi out of the ring.
Rick Patrick counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Fifi
Aquatic goes for a flying lariat, but Scotty Scott shoves her off
the turnbuckle.
Aquatic falls onto Rick Patrick.
Rick Patrick is out cold.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Inferno enters the ring and hits Fifi with the glass globe.
Before Inferno connects, Fifi moves out of the way.
Inferno hits Aquatic.
Fifi goes for the pin.
There is no referee to count.
Inferno enters the ring and hits Fifi with the glass globe.
Aquatic hits Fifi with an Asai moonsault.
There is no referee to count.
Scotty Scott enters the ring and hits Inferno with a chair.
Aquatic goes for the pin.
There is no referee to count.
Rick Patrick slowly gets up.
Rick Patrick teases disqualifying Aquatic.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Aquatic takes Fifi down with a snap mare.

*DING DING*

HOWARD: The time limit has expired. The referee declares this match a draw!

COUCH: But what does this mean? Are both of these women eliminated from the tournament?

JOEY: That's the way it usually works!

COUCH: We'll have more on this later, fans! Back now to the Globe, JR, King and the BMWF 2004 Year End Awards Show!

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JR: And now, here to present the "Why Did We Bother Award" to the lamest applicant that was excepted into the BMWF ... Here is BMWF President...The Rock!!

PA: DO YOU SMELL WHAT THE ROCK IS COOKIN'?

(The Rock's theme plays as The Great One steps through the curtains and onto the stage. He stops on the stage and takes a big whiff of the People's cheers, then heads to the podium. The music stops.)

ROCK: FINALLY...PRESIDENT ROCK HAS COME BACK TO...Oh, wait a minute! The Rock did that last week never mind!

CROWD: HA HA HA!

ROCK: Now, the Rock has to present this roody poo award with a guy's head in the toilet bowl to some monkey nipple jabronie who isn't even here.

CROWD: BOOO! CRAPPLICAN'TS SUCK! CRAPPLICAN'TS SUCK! CRAPPLICAN'TS SUCK!

ROCK: They certainly do. So the Rock is going to take this award...shine it up real nice...

KING: YAHHH!

ROCK: and show you what happens to jabronies waste our time...Roll the footage!

(The screen lights up with a computer pixilated censored picture of three people bending over with trophies up their wazoos. The trophies read:

Imprisom
Myers
Shodan )

ROCK: Yeah, that's right! None of these jabronies are winners....IF YA SMELLLLL...WHAT THE ROCK...is cookin'!

(The Rock's music plays as he starts to walk away. He dumps the jabonie award into a trash can...)

JR: We'll be  right back!

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(Cherri Runnels walks over to the table where the Syndicate sits.)

Cherri: Hey guys!!!!

Witherspoon: How are ya doin darlin. Care to spend the evening with the Match of the Year winner?

Ash: I sure am glad this thing is only once a year. (Pulls at his suit collar) Wearing this junk is embarrassing.

Donnie: Cherri, you're looking lovely this evening.

Scotty: Cherri!!! Muh favorite tamata!!!!

Cherri: I have just got to ask you about how you are feeling about tonight's awards?

Scotty: I have not felt this good in a long time... And if I am elected president...

Ash: If you’re elected president, I’m filing for Canadian citizenship.

Witherspoon: You know that the Darkside Chamber match is gonna win the Match of the Year award. Nothing of those other playgrounds match it.

Donnie: Well, as the newest member of the Syndicate, I'd like to say that it's an honor to be a part of this group. I don't need an awards show to tell me how talented they all are. But, being on the winning team is going to be sweet.

Ash: These awards don’t mean anything honestly, but what they do mean is that somebody is paying attention. I don’t lose sleep over winning and losing, but it’s nice to know that somebody appreciates the work you put in.

Scotty: Seriously Cherri, certain awards mean more ta me than othas.... I know deep down that all those schumks out there voted me as the Most Hated Rassla of the Year, Rassla of the Year, one half of the Tag Team of the Year, Best Finisha, and the one award that will mean more ta me than any otha... The Dick the Bruisa Award.

Cherri: Sounds like high hopes there.

(Michael Bole is standing next to Witherspoon who is sitting at the Syndicate table. Witherspoon is wearing a tux, the coat unbuttoned revealing that Witherspoon is wearing the World Television Title around his waist instead of a cumberbun. His buttons and cufflinks are gold as well. Other then that, his Tuxedo is of an average style.)

Bole: I'm Micheal Bole standing with Witherspoon for his comments. How are ya doin Spoon, ya clean up well.

Witherspoon: Not sure how I should take that Bole, but I'm in a good mood despite the screwing over that I'm getting, so I'll take it as a compliment.

Bole: By screwing over you mean...

Witherspoon: My lack of nominations. I got The Darkside Chamber match for match of the year, obviously, but that's it. I am a two time World Television Champion. I won the Tag titles by second month in the fed in a major upset. What the hell?

Bole: What else where you expecting?

Witherspoon: Definatly a nomination for Rookie of the year. I mean Zeke has done great things, there is no arguing that, and Dizi has done well too. But Tobey *BLEEP*in Miliken? Alright, he did win the Darkside Chamber match, and he has done a great job. But Black? Black's done *bleep*!

Bole: I suppose your upset about the Feud of the year nomination as well.

Witherspoon: Your strangely insightful today Bole. Yes I am. No, the Tamer/Tyronne thing was pretty intense I suppose. The Bruiser/Cash-flo thing... ok, entertaining. But Lowedown Vs. Master Z? Sure, it's huge and all, but it's boring as hell. They've been in a feud forever.

Bole: Any other thoughts?

Witherspoon: I'm wondering about the lack of the representation of The Darkening. I mean, we probably weren't the greates Tag team in the fed, but we never legitamtly lost a match until the titles were taken from us. We either won, or we got DQ'd due to outside interfearence. That's gotta be worth something, but whatever. Now get out of here Bole, your bothering me.

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(Micheal Bole walks over to the New Union table. He sits down and talks with Tobey Miliken.)

Bole: Tobey you are up for a few awards tonight.As a matter of fact 6 of them including Stable of the year with your team mates The NEW Union and of course probably what you would consider the most coveted prize, Most Hated Wrestler. As a matter of fact you are tied for the most nominated tonight along with Lowedown who also has 6 nomintations. That is really quite an honor don't you think?

Tobey: It's like I have been saying all year Bole, I AM THE GREATEST. In one year I have made more ripples in this pond known as THE BMWF than any rookie in the history of the BMWF including Lowedown.
Six nominations just proves what I have said. Look at everything I have done this year Bole. Great matches are one thing but look at the stunts I will pull just to put my face across the TV screen every Monday. For the love of all things good, I fell off the roof of the Madison Square Gardens just to give myself the push that I deserve.

Bole: If memory serves me right though Tobey, Ezekiel fell off that roof as well.

Tobey: Yeah, but we see where he is now. By the way speaking of Ezekiel I would like to pass this message on to him. Dr. Timothy Krumchieck is a great friend of mine and he can help you with your rehabilitation, you know since I dropped that big beam across your car last week. Now leave Bole, my team mates and I are here to celebrate.

(Bole leaves and Tobey and the members of The NEW Union start talking.)

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JR: 2004 Match of the Year!

(The camera shows Harry who sits up right looking on excited and awaiting to
see who will receive the award)

KING: I talked to Harry earlier and this award is by far the most important
to Harry. I mean it stands for his whole character and he feeds off of sick
and sadistic matches.

JR: I believe but he has some stiff competition if he wants to walk up there
and accept that award.

KING: Okay we are about to find out who gets the Match of the Year award!

JR: And now, here to present the Match of the Year Award... Sean Michaels!

(Shawn Michaels theme plays as HBK dances to the podium.)

JR: And...RAZOR RAMONE!!

(The Razor Ramon theme plays as some big fat guy dressed in an Elvis costume struts to the podium.)

(The music stops.)

SEAN: Hello, everyone! I'd just like to thank Jesus for allowing me to be back here in the BMWF to present this award!

RAMONE: Yo, chico! You see that gold? You break that gold and I gonna break you face!

SEAN: HA HA HA! Good one, Scott! Gosh, you really need to go on a diet!

RAMONE: Yo, it's survey time! How many of you came here to see Razor go on a diet?

CROWD: BOOOOO!

RAMONE: Now, how many of you came here to see Razor present an award?

CROWD: YAAAAY!

RAMONE: I thought so! Chalk another one up for da bad guy!

SEAN: And now, the top nominees for BMWF Match of the Year!

Dangle's Duels of Destruction Three way elimination match. (Dreadnaught vs. Tamer vs. Hardcore Harry)
Jamaican Electric Fence Match- Tyrone Smith vs. Lowedown
The Darkside Chamber Match - Witherspoon vs. Tobey Miliken vs. Howitzer

RAMONE: And the winner is...(tears open the envelope)...

(Kurt Dangle's theme plays as Kurt comes to the stage wearing a three piece suit.)

KURT'S MUSIC: YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU-OO-OO-OO-OO-OO SUCK!
YOU SUCK!

SEAN: Wait, Kurt. You didn't win!

KURT: What? Of course, I did!

RAMONE: No, chico, you didn't! Da winna, wit 32% of the vote...Jamaican Electric Fence Match- Tyrone Smith vs. Lowedown !

(Lowedown looks over at the Prime Time table and then makes his way up to the podium and smiles a bit...)

Lowedown:I know that this may seem strange, but I was proud to be a part of this match that made Tyrone a man. I'm guessing once he started growing hair in those strange places that it was all done, but no it wasn't there pal. I may have lost the match to ya partner, but I was glad to know that you finally became a man! Way to go pal!

JR: We'll be right back!

HOWARD THE FINK: This contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a Women's Title Tournament match!

Led to the ring by Donnie MacPhearson...
Fighting out of Clearwater, Florida...
Weighing in at 130 pounds...

Danielle "Dizi" MacPhearson

("Bad Reputation" by Halfcocked plays over the PA system. The crowd pops, then quiets down when Dizi doesn't appear. Laughter begins to ripple through the audience as the song continues to play. The song is nearly over when, finally, Dizi rushes out from the back. She comes to a stop at the top of the ramp, smiles, and waves at the crowd. A number of fans wave back making Dizi laugh in delight.)

(Dizi heads to the ring, wearing her purple and black ring attire, although her boots are on, they aren't tied. Dizi makes it to the ring and finishes tying her boots up as she waits for the beginning of the match.)

HOWARD THE FINK: Her opponent...
Hailing from Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 137 pounds...

Athena Hashi


*DING DING* 

COUCH: There's the bell!

Joey: This is a very important match for both of these women.

Couch: It is if they want to be the next Women's Champion.

Joey: And they lock up in the middle of the ring.
Dizi whips Athena into the ropes.
Dizi catches Athena with a headlock takedown.
Athena manages to reach the bottom rope with her right foot.
The referee starts to count.
Dizi breaks on the four count.
Dizi jumps to her feet and smiles at the referee.

Joey: Why is Dizi smiling at the referee?

Couch: I think she's flirting with him!

Athena Hashi goes for a powerslam, but Dizi counters it with a sunset flip.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Dizi goes for a wristlock, but Athena Hashi reverses it.
Dizi is struggling to reach the ropes.
Dizi tries to escape the hold.
Dizi reaches the ropes after being trapped for 29 seconds.
Athena Hashi hits a powerbomb on Dizi.
Rick Patrick counts: One, kickout.
Athena Hashi stands on the middle rope and hypes up the crowd.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Athena Hashi executes an arm bar on Dizi.
Athena Hashi uses a springboard legdrop on Dizi.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Athena Hashi uses a springboard legdrop on Dizi.
Athena Hashi is met with a "Athena Hashi sucks" chant.
Athena Hashi goes for a moonsault, but Dizi gets her knees up.
Dizi is going for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Dizi whips Athena Hashi into the ropes.
Dizi hits Athena Hashi with a backdrop.

Joey: Dizi's been on the offense quite a lot during this match.
Dizi moves to the far corner as Athena climbs to her feet.
Dizi hits Athena with a baseball slide.

Joey: A well executed baseball slide puts Athena back on the mat. And Dizi applies a side headlock.

Couch: I think Dizi's trying to soften Athena up for the Dizi Sleeper.

Joey: That's very possible, Couch.
Athena fights to get out of the headlock but is unable to.
The referee asks Athena if she wants to submit, but Athena refuses.

Joey: Athena isn't going to be able to power out of that headlock. Her only hope is to reach the ropes.

Couch: Athena has made it to the bottom rope.

Joey: The referee is counting... and Dizi's keeping the headlock applied.

Couch: Dizi's running a risk of getting disqualified.

(Dizi releases the hold just before the referee gets to five.)

Athena Hashi falls out of the ring.
Rick Patrick counts: one, two, three, Athena Hashi reenters the ring.
Dizi catches Athena Hashi in a wristlock.
Athena Hashi tries to escape the hold.
Athena Hashi is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Dizi lets go after 11 seconds.
Dizi runs into the ropes.
Athena Hashi hits Dizi with a kick.
Athena Hashi takes Dizi down with a powerslam.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, kickout.
Athena Hashi runs into the ropes.
Dizi takes Athena Hashi down with a drop toehold.
Dizi gets distracted by the crowd, seems genuinely happy to see them all, smiles
, waves, talks to them as if she knows them.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Dizi hoists Athena Hashi high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends At
hena Hashi crashing hard to the mat.
Dizi goes for a wristlock, but Athena Hashi reverses it.
Dizi makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds.
Athena Hashi runs into the ropes.
Athena Hashi hits Dizi with a kick.
Athena Hashi gets a crossface chickenwing on Dizi.
Dizi is struggling to reach the ropes.
Dizi is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Dizi reaches the ropes after being trapped for 20 seconds.
Athena Hashi hits Dizi.
Athena Hashi hits Dizi.
Athena Hashi executes a roundhouse kick on Dizi.

Joey: Dizi has Athena in trouble.
Dizi whips Athena into the corner turnbuckle, then runs into the ropes.
Athena hits the turnbuckle hard and staggers back toward the center of the ring.

Joey: And Dizi bulldogs Athena hard! I'm not sure Athena has enough left in her to come back. Dizi applies a double leg cradle and is going for the pin! 1... 2...

Couch: She has it!

Joey: Thr... No! Athena kicks out at two!

Couch: Wow! I really thought Dizi had it there!

Joey: Athena isn't beaten quite yet.
Dizi quickly maneuvers around and applies an armlock leglock submission to Athena.
The referee is checking Athena, but Athena refuses to submit.
Dizi releases the hold and climbs to her feet.
Dizi pulls Athena to her feet.
Dizi sets Athena up for a vertical suplex.
Dizi sends Athena crashing to the mat.
Dizi smiles at the crowd and gives the 'Watch This' motion.

Joey: Dizi Sleeper!! Dizi has the Dizi Sleeper applied!
The referee is checking Athena!

Joey: The referee is checking Athena, but she refuses to submit!
Dizi keeps the hold firmly applied.
The referee checks Athena again.
Athena refuses to submit.
For the third time the referee checks Athena.
Athena submits.
The referee signals for the bell.

Joey: Athena submits!

*DING DING*

Couch: Dizi is the winner!

Joey: Dizi MacPhearson wins moves on to the next round of the tournament!

COUCH: We'll be right back!

JR: And now, here to present The King's Foot in Mouth Award ...The King, Gary Brawler!!

(The King's music plays as he walks to the podium. The music stops.)

KING: Well, now the ratings are going to go up! I'm finally getting some air time! Now this award is for the guy who shot off his mouth the most, but couldn't back it up. The problem is that the guy who actually won this award ran off with the second place winner and went to China! So, I'm going to give this award to the 3rd place guy...well, actually a 2nd place tie. The only one of the top three guys who had the guts to stay in the BMWF and is destined to be..well...sort of like me! Come on up here, Tobey Miliken!!

(Tobey gets up from The New Union table and makes his way up to the podium.)

Tobey: Foot in mouth award huh? Let me first of all say, that anything I say I can back it up with this.
(Tobey holds his fist up in the air.)

Tobey: See I proved it in the Darkside Chamber Match. I proved it for months while holding the TV title and again I proved it over and over again Monday night after Monday Night and everyone in The New Union knows it. Everyone who pays for a ticket knows it and everyone who watches at home knows it. Foot in mouth? More like Foot up your butt award. Cause I will place this size 13 right up your rear parts if you mess with me.

KING: Wait Wait! You don't understand! This isn't your award! (Holds up the statue of a guy with his foot in his mouth.) No, this is your award! (The King tears open a package revealing a huge picture of his own ugly face with a big goofy smile.) Here you go, Tobey! The King's Big Mouth Award! Just like me, you have a big mouth, but you didn't chicken out! You backed it up with your actions! Congratulations!

(King shakes Tobey's hand as Tobey accepts the award.) (Tobey takes the award and sits back down with The New Union.)

JR: Well, I must say that that was very strange! We'll be right back!

(The scene opens to show Slim Jim Sullivan standing beside the Prime Time
table)

Slim Jim: I'm here standing next to the members of Prime Time, not my
favorite stable...should have been assigned to the bWo, but what can you do?
Anyway, I just have one question for the whole group: looking back on the
past year, what would you say is Prime Time's best accomplishment?

Tamer: Well Jimmy boy... I'd say our big accomplishment was our comeback.
Just when everyone thought Prime Time was laid to rest.. We returned with
dominance.

Dizi: Uh...I think it was...The thing when you guys...did the...remember
Tamer?

(Tamer smiles and gives Dizi a kiss.)

Kolic: I don't think Prime time had one single accomplishment that
distinguishes the stable from the others nominated, I think we will win
because of our consistent and continued success. We didn't have a single
moment where we shined; we held everyone's attention throughout Prime Time's
career and never let it go.

Kate: Wow, I'm surprised he didn't say when he joined. That's my little
unselfish cutie pa...

Kolic: Um, Kate, cameras?

Kate: Oh, sorry. Anyway, I agree with Kolic. Prime Time never truly peaked;
it has stood and still stands at the top of the BMWF, and I don't see it
going anywhere else anytime soon.

Slim Jim: Ezekiel, anything to say?

(Ezekiel waves Slim Jim away)

Clancy: Prime Time's greatest accomplishment. That's easy! It was the day it
was founded, o' course! It was the greatest day in wrestling history!

Vern: Our greatest accomplishment is actually several. It is the fact that
this stable, at one time or another, has held every title there is or was,
and the fact that each member is one of the current greats in his or her own
right. We're a stable of champions, Jim, and we've set the standard for all
that come after us.

Slim Jim: There you have it, Prime Time stating its case for Stable of the
Year. Actually, there is one last question.

Vern: Yes?

Slim Jim: Where is the bWo table?

Kolic: See the doors that say Exit? Just beyond there.

Slim Jim: Ha ha. I'll find them on my own.

(Slim Jim runs off to look for the bWo)

Kolic: I seriously thought he'd fall for that. Oh well, maybe next time.

(Fade)

>>>

JR: Here to present our next award--the Stable of the Year award..D-NEXT!!!

(The D-Next theme plays as D-Next -- Triple H, Billy Bunns, Road Dawg, and Sexx-Pac come to the stage. After a couple of minutes of crotch chops and crowd work, the music dies off.)

ROAD DAWG: Ladies and gentlemen...boys and girls of all ages...D-Next proudly presents...the Stable of the Year Award!

BILLY BUNNS: And if you're not down with that...we got two word for ya...!

D-NEXT: SUCK IT!!!!

TRIPLE H: The top nominees are:

bWo
New Union
Prime Time
The Family

SEXX-PAC: And the winner...ME! I got China! HA HA HA! BOOYAH!!!

HHH: What an idiot! No wonder I dumped these losers and formed Evilution! The winner is...(tears open the envelope)...with 32% of the vote...Prime Time!

(Tamer and Vern practically jump up from their chairs hugging each other.
Ezekiel and Kolic stand nodding their heads. Dizi jumps on Tamer's back and
gives him a kiss on the cheek. Clancy smiles as he stands shaking Kate's
hand and they head up to the stage. Tamer stops part of the way to the stage
and tells them to hold on for a second. Tamer walks over To the table
Aquatic is sitting at.)

Tamer: Come on...

(Tamer puts out his hand and Aquatic accepts taking Tamer's hand as she
stands up. Her eyes go wide and she runs out of the room. Tamer shrugs his
shoulders and goes up to the stage. Clancy is at the podium.)

King: Maybe she had to use the bathroom!

Clancy: Well that was admirable Tamer but I gues she doesn't wish to be a
part of this...

(Aquatic runs back in the room and is at the door.)

Aquatic: WAIT!

(Aquatic starts walking towards the stage elegantly and then Inferno and
Mineral walk through the front door.)

King: AHH!

JR: Oh My God The Eco-System is here for the awards...

(Inferno and Mineral stop on their way to the stage.)

Clancy: Well come on boys.. You got just as much a right to be up here as
the rest of us...

(Inferno and Mineral walk up and on to the stage joining Prime Time.)

Clancy: Prime Time came about in a almost serendipitous manner. I 'member
th' early days, when it was more a loose alliance than an actual stable, so
t' speak. But if we'd a known what was a comin', we wouldn't o' believed it.
We seen plenty o' members come 'n' go, some for better, some for worse.
We've had up, down, and what have you. But I think, I know, in my heart of
hearts, that this is truly the finest bunch o' kids in the business, and
truly the most elite stable in BMWF history. The real reward is knowin' that
we ain't the only ones who believe that. Thanks to all the Prime Time fans
out there for recognizin' us with this award.

Vernon: Prime Time. The name says it all. We are focused entirely on two
things: success and entertaining our fans. It's been one hell of an
existence for Prime Time thus far. There's not a single belt that has eluded
us, few competitors who haven't faced us, few who haven't lost to us. . .I
could go on and on. But this is about more than gloating. This is about
results. The people have spoken, and Prime Time is their favourite. So thank
you to everyone who voted for us. Oh, and I also want to thank my
honeysnugglebunny. Hi babe! Aquatic?


Aquatic: Um...hi. I wasn't expecting to come up for this award. Prime Time
is a special...thing. It's like...the time that all the good shows are on.
Like Desperate Housewives. Well, actually that sucks. Like BMWF Bedlam then.
So yeah. Rock on.

Inferno: In a company where everyone's out for themselves, Prime Time was
like a real family to us. Sure, Prime Time isn't the oldest stable in the
federation, but to me, it'ws the only real one. What kind of stable is a
stable that can break up, feud with each other and become bitter enemies,
then come back together like they're best buddies, only to feud again? In
Prime Time, we trust each other. We've had disagreements, but it very
infrequently came to blows.

Mineral: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? It always came to blows!

Inferno: But not all angry-like.

Mineral: Right. Well, we just want to say thanks. It's almost a shame we
left this great group before our time. But hey, I'm looking back around me,
and I'm just glad to see you're thriving. Vernon...my stepdad, almost. You
taught us how to cut a great promo. Tamer...our third brother. Speaking to
both of you, I have to say...I'm sorry about everything we did to the PT
House. (Laughs.) Kolic...our little protege. Way to surpass us, you jerk!
Ezekiel...our other protege. I haven't seen you in a while. You started
winning since we left. Good job. Dizi...my sister-in-law used to manage you.
Kinda. You wouldn't remember. But now you're the most popular woman in the
women's division. So that's it. Yeah team.

Inferno: And if any of you see Truck, he owes us money. We called him the
other day to place bets, and the JETS BEAT THE CHARGERS! WHOOO!


Kolic: First of all, I'd like to thank God for making everything that
happened in the past year possible. From my own personal experience, I know
that Prime Time is not just the best stable of the year, but of the entire
BMWF history. When I failed in my...what, 4th or 5th attempt at the
Lightweight title at the Bedlam Bowl, I thought I wouldn't be able to win
it. However, the week after I joined Prime Time, I defeated Ryushi Fujita
and won the title I sought for so long. For a long time after, my life was
great. I was enjoying myself immensely with the group, especially on the
Prime Time Show, and had continued success as the Lightweight Champion.
Then, it seemed to fall apart. Vernon and the Eco-System left the group,
Headhunter joined but didn't stay long. Pretty soon it was just Tamer,
Tyrone, and I, similar to a tag team with a hanger-on. Then, at Dangle's
Duels of Destruction, when I almost won the United States championship, I
suffered a shoulder injury that put me on the shelf for a month. Just like I
was reborn, so Prime Time would be, just a couple of months ago at Survivor.
For a stable that has had more ups and downs than any other in recent
history, we have managed to consistently claim the top position of nearly
everything in the BMWF: we've held every title both major and minor, and
have had some of the most memorable feuds. Everyone remembers Tamer and
Tyrone, right? Exactly. For these reasons, and many others I can't yet think
of, I know Prime Time deserves this award. Thank you all for your continued
support, and expect another Prime Time win in 2006!

Tamer: Best stable is a big award to take on. But this is one award where I
feel I can honestly say we deserve it... We have been one of the most
successful stables in the history of this business... From the founding days
of Truck and Wren.. To the tag days and the addition of Rachel...

King: I miss Rachel.

Tamer: Then we had the expansion adding the Eco-System to our ranks.
Inferno, Mineral, and Aquatic deserve to be up here. They helped kick off
the Mansion show. Always running around and they knew how to enjoy life...
then we added on Kolic.. Crazy guy who I was unsure of. But he has proved
himself over and over. We hit some rough spots and then there was the
rougher days of Prime Time with Headhunter and Tyrone Smith. Strong members
and they had their place. We have now come returned with an alarming success
rate. Adding Ezekiel and Danielle Already winning titles and opening eyes...
Kate Greene and Clancy Beauregarde keep things in order... I have to thank
the people that voted for us.. But this award goes to everyone that has ever
been a part of Prime Time. Headhunter, Rachel, Wren, Truck, Tyrone, and hell
even Flawless have a place in our history and their place in our success.
And all of them.. Well except maybe Flawless deserve a Blammy for being part
of this stable.. To me 2004 was many things... but one thing that is was for
sure was The Year of Prime Time...

(Ezekiel begins to talk, his speech slightly impaired by the protective
mask)

Ezekiel: There is not much more that can be added that what has been said.
Prime Time has a record second to none, which I aim to build on. Prime Time
have a tremendous year ahead.

Dizi: I haven't been a member of Prime Time very long, so I'm not sure I
should be up here. But, the short time that I have been with them has been
very special to me. Everyone has been really helpful and caring. There's a
genuine sense of family in Prime Time and, looking around at all these
people, I'd like to say... (tilts her head at Mineral and Inferno) I don't
think we've met....

Kate: I think we all have said enough to show why Prime Time deserves the
Blammy, so I won't repeat all of the great reasons the others have given. I
will give my thanks to all who have voted for us, and tell you to expect
even more from Prime Time in 2005. Thank you all, and good night!


(Prime Time walks off stage holding their awards.)

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