Date : 8/23/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Skyreach Centre Edmonton Alberta Canada

(The camera fades in to show Slim Jim Sullivan standing in front of the BMWF
Bedlam set with a microphone in his hand. The camera drifts over a little
bit and Hardcore Harry can be seen with his Intercontinental Title slung
over his shoulder)

Slim: Folks I am here with the current Intercontinental Champion, and it has
been some time since we have gotten an interview with him...

(Harry cuts Slim off by pulling the mic towards himself)

Harry: And I didn't even want to have this one Slim, first of all I have a
few things to say about this Ezekiel character. You keep on begging for this
title shot but personally I don't think you have earned it yet, if you ask
me your nothing more than a little "run of the mill", "won't be around long"
scrub who wants title shots like this to boost your sorry pathetic career.
Well guess what, if you want a shot at this bad boy, you have to show me you
want it! You have to show me a desire!

Slim: Ezekiel continues to demand this match and he constantly says you
ignore him because you are scared, is this true?

(Harry starts to laugh)

Harry: Are you kidding me Jimmy? Look, I have to give the guy props for
being here but as far as being scared of his sorry @$$....

(Harry busts out laughing again)

Harry: Just get to the next question man.

(Harry listens while he tries to refrain from laughing any more)

Slim: Well tonight you are in a fairly big tag match, your partner is your
former Brotherhood partner, Master Z. You guys will be taking on none other
than The Judge and Ezekiel. How do you feel knowing you have only faced one
of those men?

Harry: Well I have taken on The Judge countless amounts of times and it is
always a toss up, he wins some I win some so who knows right? Well tonight
his partner is the bug eyed annoying BLEEP Ezekiel. I wouldn't be surprised
if he didn't yap Judge's ear off the whole match just trying to get into the
ring with me. I swear it's like this guy looks up to me or something. I have
no doubts walking into the ring against a fairly newb such as Ezekiel.

Slim: And your partner?

(A smile appears on Harry's face)

Harry: Z is without a doubt one of the best and it will be an honor tagging
with him again, I have absolutely no doubt that we will pull off a fast and
easy victory here tonight.

Slim: Speaking of teaming with Z, we haven't seen you two together or near
each other in a while, could this be a constant occurrence?

Harry: Hardly, Z and I will meet some time later down the road but tonight
is strictly for competition purposes, he wants his hands on The Judge and I
will finally get mine on Ezekiel, hopefully I can shut him up and prove he
isn't worthy of this title.

(Harry taps his belt that still rests on this shoulder)

Slim: Well thank you very much Harry and good luck tonight in your match up.

(Harry starts laughing again)

Harry: Your good, first you want to know if I'm scared of Ezekiel now your
wishing my luck in this match, ha, my friend luck is not an option tonight.

(Harry walks off still laughing to himself)

Fade..

>>>

(Slim Jim Sullivan and Michael Bole are standing by Cash Flo's limousine as they are drinking coffee and waiting to see if Cash is going to finally step out. Both men begin talking to each other...)

Slim:I heard that Cash Flo is inside this very limo just waiting for the right time to come out and surprise the crowd here tonight.

Bole:And I heard that DDT is sitting in a locker room this very second just waiting to take the BMWF back over!

Slim:Well, it's been over an hour and you would figure either one of them would at least make their presence known here. Don't you think?

Bole:I am afraid I am going to have to agree with you on this one. For those two not to make some sort of noise here on their return is a bit odd.

Slim:Are you sure that Cash Flo is actually in that limo?

Bole:The limo driver told me that it was him. I mean, look at the license plate right there Slim!

(Slim walks over and looks over at the license plate and then shakes his head in disbelief...)

Bole:What?

Slim:Did you happen to notice that this license plate is a fake?

Bole:A fakee? It can't be a fake!

(Michael Bole walks over and looks down at the license plate and sees that the plate has been painted on another plate. Michael Bole rises back up and places his hands on his hips and then looks back up at Slim...)

Bole:If Cash really isn't here. Then what about DDT?

Slim:Let's go find out!

(Both Slim and Bole make their way into the arena and walk up to the locker room door and looks at the plaque. Slim and Bole lift up the plaque and behind the plaque says...)

"JANITOR'S CLOSET"

Bole:I think we've been had Slim.

Slim:I can't believe someone would pull such a cruel joke on us like this! Sending us on a wild goose chase like this!

Bole:Unless...

Slim:Unless what?

Bole:Someone was leading us on a wild goose chase just to get in undetected.

Slim:Let's go see if we can find out who did this to us!

Bole:I'm right behind you!

(Both men leave the parking lot area as they go out looking for who did this to them...)

fade...

>>>

JR: We are getting word that something has happened in the back.

King:What could it be JR?

(The cameras cut to the back and on the ground are bloody members of Eco System. Scotty and Ash are standing looking down at them. Scotty picks up Inferno and throws him face first into the wall. Ash runs Mineral into the buffet area. Scotty pulls Inferno to his feet and executes a vicious piledriver on Inferno onto the concrete floor. He walks over to join Ash as they stomp and beat down Mineral. Scotty holds Mineral up as Ash kicks him in the groin. Inferno stumbles into view trying to save his partner only to get thrown through a window of a nearby office. Scotty looks around as Ash continues to kick and stomp on Mineral. Scotty motions for Ash to come there. Ash drags Mineral with him. Together they drag Mineral into the Men's Room. Several backstage hands rush to get out of the way as Scotty and Ash trade turns punching Mineral. Finally Ash throws Mineral into a stall. Scotty forces the head of Mineral into the toilet as Ash flushes.)

Scotty: So much for Eco System. Hahaha

Ash: When you’re washing your face off Mineral, shine up our belts too. Because the time you have left with them, is going to be short.

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
From Memphis, TN...
Weighing in at 213 pounds...

The BMWF All-American Champion...
White Lightning

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

Tamer

JR: Here We go its time for The All-American Title to be decided.

(The lights dim the sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout the arena. "Step Up" By Drowning Pool hits the PA system.)

PA: One Two Three Go!

( A huge explosion of fire shoots up across the stage leaving a huge cloud of smoke. Red and Blue lights begins to strobe. Tamer burst onto the stage with his long, black duster on.)

JR: Tamer claims to have this match won.

King: Loser! White Lightning is going to take him to school.

( Tamer has his BMWF Tag Team title over his shoulder. Tamer waves his arms for the crowd to get up. Then rolls his neck And runs down the ramp slapping the fans hands. Tamer slide in the ring and hops up , taking his title and raising it in the air as water shoots from the turnbuckles.. Tamer rest the title on his shoulder and pounds on his chest then points to the crowd.. Tamer looks over at the ref and hands him The Tag title. Tamer takes off the duster and hands it to one of the crew members. Tamer turns to the stage and waits for White Lightning.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Tamer takes White Lightning down with a sidewalk slam.
Tamer runs into the ropes.
Tamer hits White Lightning with a kick.
Tamer hits White Lightning with a German suplex.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tamer goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but White Lightning counters it with
a swinging neckbreaker.
A fan at ringside badmouths White Lightning.
White Lightning hits a Northern Lights suplex on Tamer.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
White Lightning goes for a double arm DDT, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer goes for a sleeperhold, but White Lightning blocks it.
White Lightning uses a roundhouse kick on Tamer.
White Lightning takes Tamer down with a chop.
White Lightning goes for a snap suplex, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer runs into the ropes.
White Lightning hits Tamer with a kick.
White Lightning goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Tamer counters it with
a facerake.
The crowd is going crazy.
Tamer chops White Lightning.
Tamer has the crowd going wild.
Tamer punches White Lightning.
The crowd is going crazy.
Tamer puts White Lightning in a sleeperhold.
White Lightning inches his way towards the ropes after being locked up for 6
seconds.
Tamer executes a bulldog on White Lightning.
The chants for Tamer are deafening.
Tamer goes for a German suplex, but White Lightning counters it with
a backward kick.
White Lightning goes for a German suplex, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer takes White Lightning down with the Reverse DDT.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tamer goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but White Lightning counters it with
a small package.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
White Lightning hits a drop toehold on Tamer.
White Lightning hits Tamer with a standing sidekick.
White Lightning hits Tamer with a drop toehold.
White Lightning uses a standing sidekick on Tamer.
White Lightning hits a fireman's carry on Tamer.
White Lightning goes for a fireman's carry, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer catches White Lightning in a sleeperhold.
White Lightning is inching his way towards the ropes.
White Lightning tries to fight the pain.
White Lightning grabs the ropes after 21 seconds.
Tamer whips White Lightning into the ropes, but White Lightning reverses it.
Tamer executes an Asai moonsault on White Lightning.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, in the ropes...

JR: Tamer is doing what he promised

This has been a helluva a match

King: White Lightning has him right where he wants him!

JR: Tamer hits WL with an arm drag

Tamer with a hip toss

WL runs for a clothesline

Tamer ducks

WL rebounds off the ropes with a bulldog

WL goes for a elbow drop

Tamer rolls

Tamer to his feet

King: Just wait. The Legend is about to rally

JR: WL bringing hard right

Tamer hooks him up

Belly-to-belly suplex to WL

Tamer is quickly up

WL to his feet

They lock up

King: Steroid boy has an unclear advantage!

JR: Tamer has his body form by hard work?

King: HA!

JR: Tamer lock in a hammerlock

Switch to front headlock

WL pushes Tamer to the ropes

Tamer rebounds

WL with a hard back elbow

WL quick on the cover

REF: One, Kick-out

JR: WL looks a little frustrated

WL is yelling at the ref

Tamer kips-up

WL runs at Tamer

Tamer ducks

Tamer grabs WL from behind

Tamer hits a German Suplex

REF: One, Two, Kick-out

JR: WL and Tamer are up

Tamer hooks him up for another German

Roll through!

WL with a pin!

REF: One, Two, Kick-out.

JR: What a match the back and forth is incredible!

JR: Tamer and WL are taking it up a notch tonight

WL is hammering Tamer with a flurry of punches

King: The end is near for Tamer!

JR: It just may be!

WL is in total control it seems

WL with a hard knee

(White Lighting raises his arms in the air turning away from Tamer.)

JR: Tamer catches WL with a bulldog from behind

Tamer off the ropes

Tamer going for an Asia moonsault!

WL counters putting his knees up

Tamer is grabbing his gut as he stands

WL is up

WL Grabs Tamer’s head

King: Time for The Flash!

JR: Tamer grabs WL Hands!

Tamer turns WL around twisting his arms behind his back

Tamer quickly hook WL

THE WHIP!

Tamer hit the whip

He covers

REF: One, Two, Three!!!

*Ding Ding*

Lilly: Here is your winner, One Half of the Tag team Champions, and THE NEW All-American Champion TAMER!!!!!

(The ref hands Tamer his titles and he raises them in the air.)

PA: THIS-IS-A-PUBLIC-SERVICE-ANNOUNCEMENT-BZZZT-THIS-IS-ONLY-A-TEST

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

("ECOworld" plays over the PA System as Inferno and Mineral come out, smiling and clapping as they walk down to the ring where Tamer is. The two brothers slide into the ring and Inferno grabs a microphone.)

Inferno: Well, Josh, I really want to thank you for this opportunity. You see, we were talking to Commissioner Dangle backstage, and he gave us the green light to have the match for your tag titles.

Tamer: I’m glad to hear it. Tyrone and I are looking forward to it.

Mineral: Yes...Tyrone Smith...how could we forget?

(Suddenly "You Suck" plays over the PA System as Commissioner Dangle comes out, and starts walking down to the ring.)

Crowd: YO-OU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK!

Mineral: Why lookie here! It's our resident commissioner, the great Kurt Dangle! Why Kurt, whatever could you be out here for?

(Mineral hands Kurt Dangle a microphone with a big smile as Tamer looks suspicious.)

Dangle: Thank you very much, Mineral. You make a fine employee, even though I used to have to whoop your pasty Norwegian behind on a daily basis.

King: HA HA!

Mineral: (seething) Indeed. But please, tell Tamer what you told us back there.

Dangle: (turning to Tamer) Tamer, you are the tag team partner of the World Champion. Back in the day, when a World Champion won the tag titles, he had to relinquish him. Now I have not done that here. But this whole concept of wrestling two matches and defending two titles at a Pay-Per-View reeks of Boxman, who was doing that regularly before the Eco-System here put him out of commission.

JR: Oh yeah, I'm sure that will last.

Dangle: So it is my decree that this match will not be put in the position to jeopardize the main event at the next Pay-Per-View!

Tamer: I don’t understand. What’s your point. What are you trying to say baldy?

Dangle: What I am TRYING to say here, is that Tyrone will not wrestle two matches at the Pay-Per-View! And therefore, the tag title match will be the Eco-System vs. Tamer in a HANDICAP MATCH! It's true!

(The crowd boos as Tamer looks stunned.)

JR: A handicap match against the most experienced team in the BMWF! Why, that's not fair at all!

(Kurt Dangle is about to leave the ring, when Inferno stops him.)

Inferno: Hold on there, Mr. Dangle! I wanted to ask you, what did you decide about our other stipulation idea?

Dangle: Three things. First, it's Commissioner Dangle. Second, don't touch me. And third, I will allow the stipulation. Tamer....you will not only be putting your titles on the line, you will be putting your CAREER on the line! This handicap match will also be a RETIREMENT match!

JR/King: WHAT?!?!?!?

JR: THAT'S RIDICULOUS! KURT DANGLE HAS OVERSTEPPED HIS BOUNDARIES!!!

Dangle: Oh, it's true! It's true!

(Kurt Dangle exits the ring as his music plays again. The Eco-System smiles and laughs at a half-stunned, half-enraged Tamer.)

Inferno: Do you hear that? You're about to become just another victim in our quest for gold!

Mineral: See you in a couple weeks, old buddy, old pal!

Tamer: You’re gonna pay! I’m gonna win at the Pay-Per-View! Just wait..You just ended your own careers, do you hear me?! Be Prepared...Your mine!!!

(The Eco-System glares at Tamer, then bails out of the ring. The Eco-System walks to the back, without taking their eyes off Tamer.)

JR: THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!!! TAMER HAS JUST BEEN HANDED WHAT IS BASICALLY A DEATH SENTENCE!! CURSE THE ECO-SYSTEM!!! CURSE THEM!!!!

>>>

(The camera cuts backstage where The Judge is shown standing in front of a BMWF logo, with the BMWF Light-Heavyweight title slung over his shoulder.)

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen, I come before you tonight to make an open challenge to anyone in the back who thinks they have what it takes to take the BMWF Light-Heavyweight title from me. You do not have to be under 235 pounds in order to take this away from me, you may choose to take it away from me in order to make the belt defunct. So if anyone in the back has the guts to step in the ring with The Judge at the next pay-per-view, you know how to reach me!

(The Judge grins and shows off his Light-Heavyweight belt as the camera fades.)

LILLY: This contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall.

From Miami, FL... weighing in at 230 pounds...
The Judge

PA: You are now about to enter the courtroom of THE JUDGE!

(Black and white pyros shoot off around the stage as the Judge Joe Brown theme hits. The Judge appears from behind the curtains, holding his BMWF Light-Heavyweight title over his shoulder. He walks about halfway down the ramp and then stops. The Judge raises his gavel in the air and then brings it down three times, each time a black and white pyro shoots off behind him. The Judge enters the ring and raises his Light-Heavyweight title in the air to get a chorus of cheers from the crowd. The Judge then hands his belt to the ref and takes off his judge robe. The Judge waits for his opponent as the crowd continues to cheer.)

His partner...
From Parts Unknown... weighing in at 242 pounds...
Ezekiel

(The arena lights fade)
 
P.A: FOLLOW ME INTO THE LIGHT
 
(Flash flares erupt from the ringposts, and In the Shadows by The Rasmus starts to play on the P.A. – Ezekiel makes his way down to the ring in a black hooded cloak. In one hand he carries the chair, in the other a set of handcuffs)
 
P.A: No sleep – No sleep until I’m done with finding the answer…
 
(The flares continue to burn as he makes his way around the ring. Stopping by the timekeeper’s table he sets the chair up and places the handcuffs on it.)
 
P.A: I been watching - I been waiting - in the shadows for my time - I been searching - I been living - for tomorrows all my life…
 
(Ezekiel climbs into the ring and stands in the centre. The cloak drops to the ground revealing him in a black leather kilt and black boots)

LILLY: Their opponents...

From Jacksonville, NC... weighing in at 256 pounds...
Hardcore Harry
 

His partner..

From Cleveland, Ohio... weighing in at 288 pounds...
"The Master and Ruler of the World" Master Z

("Victory" blasts throughout the arena. The audience rises to their feet and begins to boo the US champion. Several bright white spotlights focus on the top of the entrance ramp as Master Z slowly emerges from behind the curtain.)

JR: What an odd teg team matchup we have here! Master Z is so unpredictable that I'd be willing to say Hardcore Harry can trust Master Z just as much as Judge and Ezekiel can!

KING: I'd be willing to say, JR, that Master Z could take all three of them on handicap and still win! Like he said last week... he is the god of this sport! The BMWF is <i>his</i> house!

(Master Z continues to strut his way down to the ring. Before entering he unstraps the title from around his waist and holds it high in the air. Trash begins to rain from above. Master Z slides into the ring under the bottom rope and is tossed a microphone.)

Master Z: I walk out here tonight and I am amazed at what I see! I mean... my mind is completely blown!

JR: Why?
KING: Shhh, listen to the man talk, JR!

Master Z: Why in the world are the men in this ring not on their knees before me!?!?

JR: Oh please! Master Z seriously expects these men to bow to him?
KING: They should, JR!

Master Z: I walked in tonight and what do my eyes see? Maverick cowering down on his hands and knees begging me not to beat the life out of him!

JR: OH HE DID NOT! Master Z is a liar!

Master Z: I walked up to Maverick with intentions to tear him limb from limb like only Master Z can. But then I realized something as he began to kiss my boots. I realized that Maverick is a waste of my time. As I watched Maverick sweat bullets, I realized that he's not even worth wasting my effort on! Maverick is nothing!

JR: Master Z is disgracing Maverick's good reputation!

Master Z: Back to my match... Tonight, boys, I'm going to whoop you like you've never been whooped before!

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Ezekiel and Hardcore Harry lock up in the centre of the ring.

KING: JR! You're from the USA! We say "center", not "centre"!

JR: Ezekiel steps behind Harry turning it into a back-lock. Hardcore Harry lands a wild elbow to break the hold, Ezekiel’s down.
 
(Harry stomps Ezekiel a couple of time in the gut for good measure)
 
JR: A hard elbow to end that exchange from Harry. Now he’s going to work on Ezekiel.
 
King: Harry is looking to put a hurting on.
 
JR: Ezekiel still on the canvas, Hardcore Harry looking to do some damage to Ezekiel’s legs now. Leg sweep by Ezekiel, Harry goes down hard. That came out of nowhere!
 
King: Ha, I didn’t see that coming.
 
JR: Neither did Hardcore Harry. Both men starting to slowly get to their feet. Ezekiel with a boot to the gut, and hits a gutwrench suplex. Ezekiel starting to mount some serious offence here.
 
(Ezekiel drags Hardcore Harry towards the friendly ringpost, and rolls out the ring)
 
King: Harry watch your legs!
 
*CRACK*
 
JR: That was a sickening noise King. Ezekiel is looking to damage that leg of Harry!
 
King: YAH! Hardcore Harry’s leg just became part of the ringpost, disqualify Ezekiel!
 
JR: The referee’s busy with Master Z in the other corner!
 
(Ezekiel rolls back into the ring and pulls Harry to his feet. Holding Harry he places a tag to The Judge, who comes and places a stiff right hand to the ribs of Harry)
 
The Judge runs into the ropes.
The Judge smacks Hardcore Harry with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge hits Hardcore Harry with a legdrop.
The Judge takes Hardcore Harry down with a big boot to the face.
The Judge smacks Hardcore Harry with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge hits a legdrop on Hardcore Harry.
The Judge smacks Hardcore Harry with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge nails Hardcore Harry with a powerbomb.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
The Judge uses a legdrop on Hardcore Harry.
The Judge goes for neckbreaker, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry executes a sidewalk slam on The Judge.
Hardcore Harry tags out to Master Z.

JR: Master Z grabs Judge by the hair and drives a knee into his skull

Master Z follows up by running the eyes of Judge down the ropes in a rope burn

Master Z laughs as Judge stumbles around the ring blinded

Master Z kicks Judge in the groin the clotheslines Ezekiel off the apron and onto the floor

(Master Z flexes and showboats for the booing audience.)

Ezekiel enters the ring
The Judge and Ezekiel whip Master Z into the ropes.
They hit Master Z with a double clothesline.
Ezekiel leaves the ring.
The Judge hits a piledriver on Master Z.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind The Judge.
The Judge hits Master Z with a belly-to-belly suplex.
The Judge runs into the ropes.
Master Z catches The Judge in a chokehold.
Al Johnson warns Master Z to let go.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.

Master Z tags out to Harry!

JR: Harry has Judge down in his corner. He’s speaking to the ref. What’s he saying King?
 
King: Telling him to keep his eye on that cheating Ezekiel over on the opposite apron.
 
JR: The ref is going over to have a word with Ezekiel. Look King Master Z has slipped in the ring and is now double teaming Judge with Harry.
 
King: See look cheating! Ezekiel is trying to get into the ring without a tag.
 
JR: King, what about Harry and Master Z on Judge?
 
King: That’s different, they’re just taking advantage of a situation!
 
(Harry roles out the ring, leaving Judge in the ring with Master Z)
 
JR: Master Z stomping Judge in the corner. Master Z gesturing to the crowd…
 
King: YAH!
 
(Harry and Master Z exchange a couple of quick tags, enabling them to work Judge over in their corner. Ezekiel is starting to shout at Harry and Master Z)
 
JR: Ezekiel’s looking fresh now and anxious to get in the ring.
 
King: Harry and Master Z need to keep Judge in their corner
 
JR: Master Z with a tag
 
Capacity crowd: Judge, Judge, Judge, Judge, Judge, Judge, Judge
 
JR: Master Z and Harry whip Judge into the ropes. Judge ducks the double clothesline attempt. Judge off the opposite ropes… *THUD* a big flying clothesline by Judge. All three men are down. Where did he find the energy from?
 
(The crowd are going crazy, shouting and cheering for Judge to make the tag. Ezekiel is calming leaning as far as he can into the ring, looking for the tag)
 
JR: Harry and Judge the legal men in here, can Judge make the tag. Both men to their feet now
 
(Judge and Harry start exchanging punches. Judge nails Harry with a vicious standing drop kick. Both men fall to the canvas. At this time Master Z has made his way back to the apron. The crowd are hot, soaking up the action second by second)
 
JR: Both men looking towards their corner for a tag. Ezekiel looks the fresher of the two men on the apron.
 
King: Harry what are you doing? He’s trying to hold onto Judge’s leg!
 
(Judge kicks Harry away, and reaches with an outstretched arm and makes the tag to Ezekiel. The referee turns and runs to Ezekiel motioning that he did not see a tag, and forces him back to the apron)
 
Capacity crowd: Where’s your glasses, where’s your glasses…
 
JR: The ref never saw the tag King.
 
King: Master Z into the ring to take advantage while the ref is talking to Zeke.
 
JR: So it’s okay for Master Z to go in without a tag?
 
King: Of course it is JR!
 
(As Master Z approaches Judge explodes and hits Master Z with a massive spinebuster. The crowd is going nuts over the move)
 
JR: Big move, now its gut check time. Judge crawling over to Ezekiel, TAG!
 
(The referee motions that a tag has been made, and Ezekiel bursts into the ring)
 
JR: Ezekiel in the ring, Master Z swings… armbar take down. Here comes Harry to break the hold. Drop toe hold on Harry!!!
 
(Ezekiel picks Harry up and throws him over the top rope and crashing to the arena floor)
 
JR: Harry sent to the outside.
 
King: Ezekiel following him out! He’s pulling back the protective pads!
 
JR: Oh no! He is going for the Bona Fide, gutwrench powerbomb on Harry
 
King: YAH! Harry with a low blow!
 
JR: Harry going for the same move on Ezekiel now, EZEKIEL WITH A BACKDROP ON HARRY, HARRY’S HEAD JUST CRASHED INTO THE COLD CONCRETE FLOOR!!!

Ezekiel gets back into the ring!

Master Z crushes Ezekiel with a sidewalk slam.

Master Z pulls Judge into the ring by his hair

JR: What is Master Z doing pulling both men into the ring with him? He's trying to fight a handicapped match here!

(Master Z throws Judge into the ropes. Before the man can rebound, Master Z gorilla presses Ezekiel high into the air. Timing it perfectly, Master Z launches Ezekiel whose body almost decapitates Judge. Both men fly over the top rope and to the ouside.)

JR: OH MY! Did you see the strength of Master Z? He just took out both of his opponents with one move!

KING: Yes! There's only one man in the BMWF stronger than Master Z!

JR: Who? Maverick...Bruiser...Darklord?

KING: No, Johnny Stinker!

JR: Johnny Stinker?

KING: Yeah! He's so strong, you can smell him a mile away!

JR: Master Z grabs the skull of Ezekiel with both hands and lifts him high into the air crushing his skull. As Ezekiel screams, Judge tries to double axehandle the back of Master Z

Master Z is unphased by Judge's offensive and instead is repayed by a backwards low blow kick

As Ezekiel is about to submit, Master Z drops him to the mat

Master Z grabs Judge by the hair and tights and throws him out of the ring

Master Z turns, puts a foot on the back of the unconscious Ezekiel, and flexes for the crowd

JR: The return of Maverick really put the anger back in the game of Master Z! He's slaughtering his opponents as of late!

KING: Yeah, we saw what he did to Tyrone Smith last week! Tyrone Smith was lucky that wasn't a world title match!

JR: Master Z, after flexing and showboating, grabs Ezekiel and lifts him up in a gorilla press

Master Z throws Ezekiel out of the ring over the top rope

Ezekiel lands right on top of Judge who was earlier thrown out of the ring by Master Z

Master Z tags out to Harry!

Ezekiel gets back into the ring at the 9 count!

King: Ezekiel and Harry are the legal men and it doesn't look good for Ezekiel!

JR: Harry hoists Ezekiel up for a powerbomb but Ezekiel slips down Harry's back! Ezekiel spins Harry around and lands a thunderous DDT!

King: Tag out Ezekiel! Tag out to Judge!

JR: Harry gets back to his feet and goes to grab Ezekiel but Ezekiel dives over to his corner and tags out to The Judge! The Judge rushes the ring, clotheslining Hardcore Harry as well as Master Z! The Judge runs over to Harry and hits a dropkick to the chin, but Master Z tackles The Judge to the mat. Ezekiel then rushes over and clotheslines Master Z out of the ring! Hardcore Harry gets back to his feet, but The Judge hits a scissors kick!

King: Judge is heading to the top rope!

JR: Ezekiel exits the ring and goes to work on Master Z as The Judge climbs to the top turnbuckle. As Harry slowly gets to his feet, The Judge leaps off the turnbuckle and hits the Gavel Smash! The Judge pins Harry as the crowd cheers.

One, two...NO! Master Z makes the save!

Master Z hits a bodyslam on The Judge.
Master Z hits The Judge with a punch.
Master Z hits throat punch on The Judge.

Master Z leaves the ring.

Hardcore Harry tags in Master Z.

Judge tags in Ezekiel.

JR: Master Z has Ezekiel in a headlock! He's telling Hardcore Harry to bring over Judge!

What does Master Z have up his sleeve?

KING: He's crazy, JR! Who knows!

JR: Master Z piledrives Ezekiel and drags him over to the corner

Master Z grabs Judge from Hardcore Harry and places him on the top rope

Master Z climbs up and executes an Atomic Driver on Judge landing on the limp body of Ezekiel

KING: Yahh! I think Ezekiel is broken in two!

JR: OH MY! Master Z just landed that Atomic Driver on the top of Ezekiel!!!

Master Z flips over Judge and places him on top of Ezekiel

Master Z pins both men!

The referee counts

1...2...3...

*DING* *DING* *DING*

JR: It's been a while since we've seen one man pin both of his opponents!

KING: It's been a while since Maverick got his back end handed to him also! Master Z must be practicing!

JR: Oh stop it, King!

JR: Master Z grabs his US title and is flaunting it all over the ring!

Wait, what is he doing?

(Master Z is watching Ezekiel try to get to his feet. Once he is able to get to his knees, Master Z charges.)

*CRACK*

JR: Master Z just tattooed Ezekiel with that US title belt!

*DING* *DING*

JR: The referee is trying to pull Master Z away from his two defeated opponent! Master Z keeps hitting Ezekiel with that belt!

(Eventually Master Z stops as Ezekiels blood begins to drip down onto the mat.)

("Victory" begins to play as Master Z makes his exit.)

JR: We'll be right back!

LILLY: This contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Kingston, Jamaica...
Weighing in at 410 pounds...

The BMWF World Champion...
Tyrone Smith

(The lights dim. The trumpeting music made famous from old Godzilla movies
plays over the PA system as short glimpse of the creature Godzilla appear on
the BruiserTron. As the music reaches its climax, a roar can be heard and
the following words appear on the BruiserTron)

"JAMAICAN MONSTER"

(There's a quick flash of pyro. A large flag drops over the stage; one half
of the flag was the stars and stripes of the American Flag, the other half
was the gold cross and green and black planes of the Jamaican Flag. The
crowd erupts at the sight of the Flag hybrid. Music that sounds like the
beat to "Simon Says" by Pharoahe Monche, however it is heavily distorted
electric guitars, begins to play. It pauses.)

PA: GET DA RASS UP!

(There's another shot of pyro and the flag drops. Tyrone is standing on the
stage with his arms out, holding the World Title in one hand and half of the
Tag Titles in the other. He is met with a warm reaction from the crowd as he
stands on the stage)

PA: TYRONE MON, FEE HIM AH SAY GET DA RASS UP!

(The music continues. Tyrone Smith is staring out at the cheer crowd a few
moments before making his way to the ring. He climbs into the ring and hands
the two titles to the referee before grabbing a mic. He paces the ring,
looking at Reno intently)

Tyrone: Reno Fontayne... (crowd cheers) I remember back in da day, yer nam
was Sally!

(Tyrone laughs along with the crowd)

Tyrone: We've had quite a few battles in dis ring. I made me return as
Conner... or at da time ConAir Amazing's mystery partner known only as
"Prime Time" 'gainst ya an' Double A. Remember dem days? I remember a triple
treat Hell in da Cell match, me, ya an' Dreadnaught... We double teamed him
dat whole match, an' da (beep) still walked away wit' one of da two belts.

(Tyrone laughs again)

Tyrone: Well, ol' frien'... We meet once again... Is ya ready? Cuz I know I
am! As ya would say... "Let's give dis crowd dey money's wort'!"

(Crowd cheers as Tyrone drops the mic and shakes Reno's hand before the
match.)


LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of New Orleans, LA...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
"Pretty Boy" Reno Fontayne

(Highway to Hell begins to roar into the arena. The lights dim as four burst of flame erupt from the bruisertron ramp. Reno Fontayne steps thru the curtain wearing a pair of black leather wrestling tights and black motorcycle boots. The World Televsion title is draped across his waist as Logan Alexander steps out behind Reno. Logan is carrying the large silver briefcase that has been holding the mysterious package.)

JR: Tonite, Reno vs. Tyrone. Two greats in this buisness locking up!
King: I'm gonna go out on a limb here King. I'm picking Reno in the upset!

(Reno climbs to the second turnbuckle holding the televsion title over his head saluting the bmwf fans.)

JR:Wait a second! What's happening with the lights?

King:I don't know! This is getting stranger by the second!

JR:I don't know what else could happen here tonig...

(The lights begin to flicker as "Lean Back" by Terror Squad begins to play. The Bruisertron flickers on and off as a figure slowly begins to come out of the entrance way as the crowd tries to figure out who it is. As the lights continue to flicker, the mystery person remains completely still...)

King:What's going on? Who is this guy ruining the show?

JR:I can't tell to be honest! Whoever it is doesn't seem to care if the show is being held up or not!

King:But I want to get home in time for the Simpson's marathon!

(J.R, the King, and both men in the ring can't see until the figure pulls out a lighter and brings it up to his face to light his cigar. The lights suddenly turn on to reveal the Hardcore champion...LOWEDOWN!)

JR:LOWEDOWN IS BACK! LOWEDOWN IS BACK!

King:Now only is he back, but he is dressed to kill! Look at that suit!

JR:Apparently, Lowedown and the Rock are still shopping at the same clothing stores! But what is Lowedown doing out here for this match?

King:You know why he's out here! Tyrone has been talking trash about Lowedown and Lowedown isn't going to listen to it anymore!

(Lowedown looks right at Tyrone and then looks towards Reno before pulling a microphone out from his back pocket and slowly begins to make his way towards the ring...)

Lowedown:Pardon my intrusion folks. I thought I should make an appearance here in Canada since I had some important business back home to take care of. But now I'm back and I feel like something needs to be handled here tonight!

JR:What does he mean?

King:Lowedown is going to beat up the Jamaican paper champion! YAHHH!

(Lowedown stops right in the middle of the rampway and continues...)

Lowedown:1st of all, I am proud to say that I am now officially living in the Sin City state of Las Vegas, Nevada and when I walk into a casino, everyone knows who the big roller is! And speaking of "big" rollers...how are you doing there champ?

(Lowedown waves to Tyrone and then extends his middle finger at him...)

Lowedown:Tyrone, maybe you can help me something and please be honest for once in your life. I've been listening to you go on and on and on about you thinking this is your Hardcore title when you sure as hell don't have clue one on how to hold onto that World title right there! You might think that being the World champ is about drinking Red Stripes and playing congo drums underneath a coconut tree while you pretend to sweat during a match, but this isn't playtime here Tyrone! These people...my peeps here in Canada are sick and tired of seeing what a pathetic champion you are and I am giving you notice!

King:What does he mean "notice"?

Lowedown:Tyrone, if you don't show these people how a real World champion is supposed to act...then I am pulling that rematch clause out of the drawer and stepping into the ring with you to take that title back! Do the Canadian peeps feel me?

Crowd:WE FEEL YA!

Lowedown:I flew all the way here to watch this match since Reno is in it. I dig the Pretty Boy's style so I am just going to step right over to J.R and the King and get one of the best seats in the house! Go ahead and start that match would ya?

(Lowedown walks over to where J.R and the King are seated and pulls up a chair. As Lowedown sits, the King is already asking questions...)

King:Hey Lowedown! Where's Flame?

Lowedown:Flame is not here tonight because I asked her not to be here tonight. I have business here tonight and business takes over your desire for puppies.

King:No...no PUPPIES!?!?

Lowedown:Sorry King. Tonight is all about business. Let's watch the match with the paper champion!

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Listen to these fans King! This place is electric. You can feal the energy in here!
King: Half of them are rooting for Reno and the other half is rooting for the champion!

(Reno bounces off of the ropes hitting Tyrone with a shoulder block. The world televsion champion falls to the floor unable to move the World champion. Reno cautiously gets up and bounces off of the ropes again only to find himself on his backside after another failed shoulder block. Reno shakes his head as he and Tyrone exchange a few words both men have uncomfertable smiles on there faces. Reno bounces off the rope for a third time stopping inches from the world champion. Tyrone shakes his head no warning Reno not to try another shoulder block. Reno shrugs his shoulders then jambs his index finger into the eye of Tyrone blinding the world champion.)

JR: Reno can't beat the power of Tyrone so he uses his bag of dirty tricks to take the champion down.
King: Classic Reno.

(Reno begins peppering the champion with hard right and left hands to the head. Tyrone angrily stands shoving Reno hard into the corner.)

JR: Reno just poked the bear one to many times!
King: Run Reno!!!

(Big Logan grabs Reno pulling him out of the ring and away from harm. The referee begins to count.)

JR: Reno and Logan have a strategy here King. If Reno wins he's guaranteed another shot with the title on the line. If and it is a big if folks. If Reno and Logan can keep the momentum away from Tyrone Reno does have a shot out wrestling him. If Tyrone gets rolling nobody can stop the monster once he gets a full head of steam.

(Reno rolls back under the rope at the 9 count. Tyrone rushes toward Reno. Reno dodges a kick from the size 16 boot of the champion. Reno grabs the leg rolling underneath Tyrone taking the champion down with a dragon screw.)

JR: Tyrone is down! Big dropkick by Reno! Tyrone is reeling King!
King: Get him Reno!

JR: Reno Fontayne uses a chop on Tyrone Smith.
Reno Fontayne executes a forearm smash on Tyrone Smith.
Reno Fontayne executes a series of punches on Tyrone Smith.
Reno Fontayne is going for the cover.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
Reno Fontayne hits a kneedrop on Tyrone Smith.
Reno Fontayne covers Tyrone Smith.
Bart Farinus counts: One, kickout.
Reno Fontayne runs into the ropes.
Reno Fontayne hits Tyrone Smith with a shoulderblock.
Reno Fontayne nails Tyrone Smith with a kneedrop.
Reno Fontayne nails Tyrone Smith with spinning legdrop.
The cheers for Reno Fontayne are drowning out the boos.
Reno Fontayne stands on the top rope and fixes his hair..
The cheers for Reno Fontayne are drowning out the boos.
Reno Fontayne puts Tyrone Smith in a figure-four leglock.
Bart Farinus asks Tyrone Smith if he's still there.
Tyrone Smith nods.
Bart Farinus tells Tyrone Smith to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Tyrone Smith nods.
Reno Fontayne lets go after 20 seconds.
Reno Fontayne whips Tyrone Smith into the ropes.
Tyrone Smith smacks Reno Fontayne with a devastating flying clothesline .
The chants for Tyrone Smith are deafening.
Tyrone Smith locks Reno Fontayne in a spinning toehold.
Reno Fontayne reaches the ropes after 10 seconds.
Reno Fontayne begs off.
Tyrone Smith runs into the ropes.
Reno Fontayne hits Tyrone Smith with a kick.
Reno Fontayne hits Tyrone Smith with a chop.
Reno Fontayne hits a chop on Tyrone Smith.
Reno Fontayne sends Tyrone Smith into the turnbuckle.
Reno Fontayne runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Tyrone Smith
moves out of the way.
Tyrone Smith throws Reno Fontayne into the turnbuckle.
Tyrone Smith runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Tyrone Smith takes Reno Fontayne down with a snap suplex.
Tyrone Smith goes for a Gorilla Press, but Reno Fontayne counters it with
a facerake.
Reno Fontayne goes for an inverted DDT, but Tyrone Smith blocks it.
Tyrone Smith goes for a cobra clutch, but Reno Fontayne blocks it.
Reno Fontayne whips Tyrone Smith into the turnbuckle.
Tyrone Smith comes back, but is met with a kick to the midsection.
Reno Fontayne goes for a forearm smash, but Tyrone Smith blocks it.
Tyrone Smith almost takes Reno Fontayne's head off with a flying clothesline
Tyrone Smith has the crowd going wild.
Tyrone Smith whips Reno Fontayne into the ropes, but Reno Fontayne reverses it.
Tyrone Smith smacks Reno Fontayne with a devastating flying clothesline .
Tyrone Smith has the crowd going wild.
Tyrone Smith is going for the cover.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tyrone Smith runs into the ropes.
Reno Fontayne hits Tyrone Smith with a clothesline.

JR: Reno has sucessfully kept Tyrone at bay for most of this match. Reno's speed has so far countered Tyrone's raw power.

King: But how long can he keep it up Tyrone is getting furious.

(Tyrone whips Reno hard into the corner. Reno's head snaps backwards shaking the ring with impact. Tyrone rushes in toward Reno. Reno ducks at the last second sending Tyrone hard into the turnbuckle. Reno drops to all fours as Tyrone backs over him falling on his back. Reno rolls Tyrone up in a small package as he does Reno places both feet on the bottom rope pushing Tyrone's shoulders hard onto the mat.)

JR: Reno's got his feet on the ropes!!

(The referee counts 1,2,3....)

JR: NO! The referee saw Reno's feet he's not counting the pin fall!
King: That's not right! Reno just beat the champion!

(Spotlights hit the entrance ramp. The crowd stirs with confusion. Suddenly, Master Z emerges from behind the curtain!)

JR: What in the world is he doing here!?

(Master Z struts down to the ring wearing a black tshirt and the US championship belt around his waist.)

JR: Master Z is proving to be an obvious distraction to both Reno and Tyrone Smith! They're both afraid to turn their back to the man!

KING: I would be too! Master Z is crazy!

JR: Tyrone Smith falls out of the ring.
Reno Fontayne goes outside.
Reno Fontayne nails Tyrone Smith with a chop.
Reno Fontayne throws Tyrone Smith back into the ring.

JR: Look, King! Look in the crowd!!

King: What now!?

(Maverick is seen making his way through the crowd. He leaps over the guard rail and dodges the sight of the referee. He holds his right hand close to his stomach, clinching his fist and covering something inside it.)

JR: Maverick is out here! Lowedown is out here! Master Z is out here! You know this isn’t going to be a safe match!

King: What are you talking about? These two are out here to make sure that nobody tries to run off with Tyrone’s belt! HA!!

JR: I’m sure that’s the case, King!

Reno Fontayne whips Tyrone Smith into the ropes.
Reno Fontayne hits Tyrone Smith with a clothesline.
Reno Fontayne hits Tyrone Smith with an eye gouge.

King: The ref is warning Reno about that eye gouge!! Maverick is in the ring!!

JR: Turn around ref!!!

(Maverick reaches back to reveal a pair of brass knuckles on his right hand and connects with the right temple of Tyrones head. The gigantic Jamaican falls to one knee, dazed, as Maverick reaches into his trench coat to pull out his trademark nightstick.)

King: I’m not even sure if Reno is aware of what maverick is doing!!

JR: I don’t think he is either but he sure is giving Maverick enough time to do his job!!

(Maverick swiftly brings the nightstick down atop Tyrones skull, apparently doing enough damage to drop the big man tot he mats.)

King: Looks like the ref is done now!

JR: Maverick is high tailing it out of there! He’s gone before Reno or the ref even noticed he was at ringside!! What a savage cheater!!

King: He’s laughing his head off! Reno can’t believe his eyes at the sight of Tyrone! Maverick is twirling his nightstick in his palm!

JR: Yeah but the ref sees him at ringside and is sending him away! He’s kicking Maverick to the backstage area!

King: Too little too late, ref! HA!!!

JR: This is just sickening! Maverick used to be better than this!

King: What are you talking about? He’s just doing the same tactics that he’s always used… and they’ve ALWAYS worked!

JR: Maverick is standing halfway down the entrance stage! He’s making sure the job gets finished!!

Wait! Master Z just clotheslined Maverick!
Master Z headbutts Maverick
Master Z uppercuts Maverick in the groin
Master Z picks up a chair

*CRACK*
*CRACK*
*CRACK*

JR: Master Z drops the chair and drops down to one knee!

Master Z is throwing rights and brass-knuckle-lefts drawing blood!

(Master Z gorilla presses Maverick and launches him into the audience!)

JR: I think Master Z just saved Tyrone Smith, but why?

Reno Fontayne hits a chop on Tyrone Smith.
Reno Fontayne sends Tyrone Smith into the turnbuckle.
Reno Fontayne runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Tyrone Smith
moves out of the way.
Tyrone Smith throws Reno Fontayne into the turnbuckle.
Tyrone Smith runs shoulder-first into the corner.
Tyrone Smith takes Reno Fontayne down with a snap suplex.

JR: Master Z has been slowly circling the ring this whole time keeping his eyes on the action!

Master Z is taking off those golden sunglasses and is sliding a pair of brass knuckles onto his fist!

I don't like this, King!!!

Tyrone Smith whips Reno Fontayne into the ropes, but Reno Fontayne reverses it.
Tyrone Smith smacks Reno Fontayne with a devastating flying clothesline .

The ref goes down!

JR: Tyrone is enraged! He hasn't been able to get his momentum going all night! Tyrone has Reno up! GANJA DROP!!! GANJA DROP!!

KING: Come on Logan!! Do what your paid for!!!

JR: Tyrone is covering Reno!!

(Big Logan rolls under the bottom rope driving the silver briefcase hard into the head of Tyrone placing a large dent into the briefcase.)

JR: That Hired goon! Tyrone had his boss beat and he couldn't just let it happen! These men are supposed to be friends!!

King: Buisness is buisness JR!

(Big Logan whips Tyrone into the ropes powerslaming the world champion with such force that the ring visibly shakes)

King; This is real bad for Logan! Tyrone is gonna kill him!!

JR: THERE GOES MASTER Z!

(Master Z slides into the ring under the bottom rope. In one fluid motion he gets to his knees and uppercuts Logan in the groin from behind, then nails Tyrone Smith as well! Master Z gets to his feet as Tyrone Smith drops to his knees in pain.)

*CRACK*

JR: Master Z just gave Tyrone Smith a brass knuckle shot to the back of his head! Tyrone is bleeding from his head!

(Tyrone Smith lands flat on his face in the center of the ring. Master Z drops a knee into Tyrone's spine and showers brass knuckle shots onto the back of his head and side of his face.)

JR: Someone get in there! Master Z is dismantling our world champion!

(Master Z, finally being happy with the damage done, pulls out a microphone. Z grabs Tyrone by the back of the hair and pulls his bleeding head up. Master Z talks to the unconscious Tyrone Smith.)

Master Z: All of these nontitle matches are getting old to me, Tyrone! You would have lost the World Title last week when you faced me, but I didn't complain! You see, Tyrone, I knew that the day would come when you couldn't run anymore!

JR: Oh please!

Master Z: You see, you hold that title as long as Master Z allows you to! That title was stolen from me by Lowedown and then lost to you! I let you have your fun now I want my title back! So here's how it is!

KING: Tell 'em Z! Tell 'em how it is!

Master Z: You've always said how much you've improved. You always tell everyone how you're going to beat Master Z when you get him one on one. You tell me how things have changed, and how I can't compete with you anymore. Now is your chance Tyrone, to prove yourself! You have something I want and as long as you have it you're a marked man!

(Master Z drops the head of Tyrone into the puddle of his own blood. Master Z turns and flexes for the booing audience.)

JR: Well there you have it! Master Z wants a peice of Tyrone Smith and wants that World Title back around his waist!

KING: Too bad we'll have to wait until Tyrone regains consciousness before we get an answer! HAHAHAHA!

("Victory" plays as the ref wakes up.)

JR: He's counting both men down!

Tyrone rolls over and drapes an arm over Reno!

JR:Hang on King! Lowedown is up on his feet!

King:I knew he wasn't going to let Tyrone get away with all his cheating! The referee is about to count!

JR:Wait a minute! Lowedown just pulled the referee out of the ring! Tyrone didn't see him do it! Lowedown is sliding in the ring and he's making the count!

King:He's not licensed!

(Lowedown slides right out of Tyrone's sight and begins to make the 3 count...)

One...Two...

JR:Look at this! Lowedown just stopped and he...he just nailed Tyrone in the back of the head with brass knuckles! Lowedown is pounding that fist down in Tyrone's head over and over again while Reno is watching on!

King:I'm not sure even Reno knows what to make of this! Lowedown isn't acting much like a Church member right now! Aren't you supposed to turn the other cheek or something?

(Lowedown pops back up onto his feet and grabs Tyrone by the neck and throws him into the corner and begins driving his shoulder into the ribs of Tyrone. Lowedown quickly rises up and flips off Tyrone before kicking him right in the groin and then whips him into the opposite corner with tremendous force so that is sends Tyrone out of the corner. Lowedown in a display of power hoists Tyrone up and delivers a thunderous spinebuster to Tyrone in the center of the ring. Lowedown then smiles down at Tyrone as he slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and slides back into the ring...)

JR:Lowedown is attempting to dismantle the champion right here tonight!

King:Tyrone looks bad enough as is after those brass knuckle shots!

(Lowedown holds the chair high above his head before bringing it down onto the chest of the champion. Lowedown smiles again as he continues to beat down Tyrone with the chair and then finally stops as he looks down at the bloodied champion. Lowedown finally places the steel chair down on the face of Tyrone and practically meshes it against the face of Tyrone with his feet. As Lowedown points to the corner turnbuckle, he pops his neck and then leaps to the top rope...)

JR:Lowedown is going to hit the "Going Down" elbowsmash on Tyrone's face with that steel chair!

King:And he's still in that Armani suit! YAHHH!

(Lowedown leaps from the top rope and comes crashing down hard on top of the steel chair with the elbowsmash. As Lowedown rolls off the head of Tyrone, his shirt tears off from a piece of the steel chair. Lowedown rises up and looks down at his torn sleeve and begins to unbutton his shirt. As the crowd watches on, Lowedown finally takes off the torn shirt to reveal something that shocks the audience...)

JR:Wait a minu...it can't be!

King:IT IS! IT IS J.R! That's an BWO t-shirt!

(The bWo theme music begins to play as Lowedown stands over the body of Tyrone as he coldly stares into the crowd and then extends his hand out to take the microphone away from Lily Garcia...)

Lowedown:You sit there in your chairs and see that the lone wolf of the bWo is back! I am back to set a few things straight here and it starts with this sad sack of jamaican BLEEP right here at my feet! You see, Tyrone did beat me in that stupid @$$ electric fence match! Tyrone became the World champion! However, the moment he was handed that belt...he became the biggest candy@$$ on the planet!

King:Look at Maverick! He’s just as shocked as the rest of us! I don’t even think Maverick knew about what Lowedown has just done!

JR: Maverick is shaking his head! It doesn’t look like he approves of what Lowedown’s just done!

King: I’m sure he doesn’t mind Lowedown giving Tyrone a few bumps at all! HA!!

JR: You know what I mean!

Lowedown:So Tyrone, you have been served! Deal with the fact that you may hold the gold for now. But you won't be holding it for long! That sure as hell is the Lowedown on that!

(Lowedown pauses again as he pulls another cigar out from his pocket and lights it up again...)

Lowedown:Oh...and as for the bWo? Don't you worry one bit about it for now because this isn't going to be the same old song and dance people! This is going to be a whole new ride! Let me show you why Tyrone!

JR: Not the same old song and dance? Could this mean that Maverick isn’t even in on the whole idea?

King: Who knows! He doesn’t look too happy right now so I think you got your answer!

(Lowedown rolls Tyrone over and then slowly pulls Tyrone's arm back behind him and delivers a Tiger Driver to Tyrone in the middle of the ring.)

JR: Lowedown just used Maverick’s finisher on Tyrone! Maverick is furious!

(Lowedown then pulls the cigar out of his mouth and drops his ashes on the back of Tyrone's back. Lowedown then continues to stomp away on the body of Tyrone until a group of referees make their way into the ring to try and keep Lowedown away from him...)

JR:Thank goodness the referees came out to stop Lowedown from continuing his assault on the fallen champion!

King:Lowedown is finally climbing out of the ring and he's now...wait! YAHHH!

(Lowedown climbs up to the top rope behind the backs of the referees and suddenly leaps off the top rope again and catches the back of Tyrone's neck with another "Going Down" elbowsmash. Tyrone's body shakes as Lowedown rolls out of the ring and shakes his arm out...)

JR:Lowedown is one sick individual King!

King:Maverick doesn't know what to say about this! Wait a minute! Lowedown is calling for another Tiger Driver right in front of Maverick!

(As Maverick continues to watch, Lowedown rolls Tyrone over and then slowly pulls Tyrone's arm back behind him and delivers a Tiger Driver to Tyrone in the middle of the ring. Lowedown then runs around the ring causing all of the referees to jump out of the ring...)

JR:Lowedown isn't allowing the referees or EMT's to check on the condition of Tyrone!

(Lowedown flexes and poses for the crowd in his bWo shirt as he looks over at the injured body of Tyrone. Lowedown extends his arms out and then bows right in front of Maverick...)

JR: But look at Maverick, he isn’t even congratulating Lowedown!

King: What is going on here? Maverick looks visibly upset!

(Maverick continues up the ramp mouthing words that the camera is unable to capture in time. He shakes his head in frustration as he points at Lowedown with his nightstick in hand.)

JR: Why is Maverick so upset? Do you think it has anything to do with the bWo shirt?

King: Probably, but I’m just as confused as the next person, which is, uhh… you!

(Maverick stops at the top of the entrance stage,pointing up to the Bruisertron where a picture of Lowedown unveiling his bWo shirt is frozen.)

JR: Maverick is pretty upset right now! It doesn’t look like Lowedown is too worried though!

King:Lowedown is leaving through the crowd and he looks like he's on cloud nine!

JR:Ladies and Gentlemen! I can't say whether the BWO has reformed or not for the simple fact that Lowedown appears to be the only member of the BWO!

King:And now he may have a feud with his best friend here in the BMWF!

JR: We're outta time!

KING: YAHHHH!

(Lowedown gloats as an angry Maverick looks on and we fade...to...black...)

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