BMWF Live

Date : 3/28/2002
Time : 7:30 p.m.
Venue : Five Seasons Center Cedar Rapids Iowa

**NOTICE: There has been a women's match added to the schedule for Bedlam 4/1/02**

(We spot a long, black limousine pull into the backstage area of the Five Seasons arena and comes extremely close to Slim Jim Sullivan who is sipping coffee with the camera crew. The limo driver honks the horn which startles Slim Jim and makes him drop his coffee. The limo driver snickers as he makes his way to the door and opens it to show the new BMWF champion, Maverick step out with a grin on his face. Maverick is followed by the BMWF tag team champions, the Outsiders. Dreadnaught makes his way out and tosses the Television title across his shoulder and takes a deep breath and coughs...)

Dread:What is up with this state y'all? I feel like I'm inhalin' all my vitamins and minerals in one breath! Boys, I'm tellin' you straight up...IOWA sucks!

(Crowd boos as the bWo starts to laugh. Kurt Dangle makes his way out of the limo as he has a huge milk mustache on his face.)

Dangle:You know I do appreciate you leaving all the cookies for me fellas. That little mini-fridge does work as well as you say it does! Oh it's true! It's cold and true! YUMMY!

Maverick:When you're bWo, you get cold milk...FOR LIFE! That's not all you get there Dangle. When you're in the bWo, you are treated with respect. Wouldn't you agree...Lowedown?

(The crowd begins to chant "traitor" as Lowedown slowly steps out of the limo wearing a brand new "bWo 4 Life" t-shirt that fits like a glove. Lowedown is wearing all black except for his cowboy hat. Lowedown's shades are pressed tightly against his face as he takes a deep breath and looks back at Dreadnaught...)

Lowedown:Reminds me of biscuit and gravy...Biscuits and gravy dipped in BLEEP!

(The crowd once again begins chanting "traitor" as Slim Jim is seen trying to walk over to talk to the bWo. Haul places his hand on Slim Jim's shoulder and stops him from going any further...)

Haul:Hey yo Mr. Clean! Why are you barging in here and ruining our celebration?

Nash:Yeah Liver spots! What gives with you? Hey Haul? Do you realize that Slim here is as big as my leg?

Haul:Which leg?

Nash:Oh no! Let's not go there Haul!

Haul:Go where?

Nash:You know where...

Outsiders:DOWN THERE!

Slim:What I want to know is why did you do it? Why did you turn your back on the BMWF Lowedown? The people here have a right to know!

(Lowedown remains motionless as Slim Jim is trying to look over the Outsider's shoulders as Kurt Dangle walks up and confronts Slim Jim.)

Dangle:Now hold it right there bucko! You've got some nerve interrupting like the Outsiders had just mentioned. Now, if Lowedown wanted to talk to you here about why he decided to join a winning team, then he would walk right over here to you and look you in your beady little lazy eyes and tell you exactly why he did what he did! Oh it's true Slim Jim...It's true!

Maverick:The bottom line is this to coin a phrase...You want to talk to the Lowedown? You talk to him when he feels like talking to you! The bWo took the veil from his eyes and showed him what he was truly missing.

Slim:And what do you think he was missing? He had friends in the BMWF and all the respect from everyone in the back!

(From the back of the group, Lowedown slowly makes his way to the front of the bWo group and stares Slim Jim down to the point where he is barely holding the microphone steady as he is shaking in his boots. Lowedown gets right in Slim's face as he looks down and raises his sunglasses up for a moment...)

Lowedown:You know what Slim? It's not raining, but you seem to be standing in a puddle. You want to know why? Do you really think you deserve to know right here in this piece of garbage place called Cedar Rapids?

(Crowd boos)

Lowedown:Well guess what Slim? I am not saying a d@mn thing to you or to anyone else here tonight. You want answers? Monday night, I'll address the entire world. I'll tell you what I feel you hamster lovers deserve to hear from the Lowedown. And I'll tell you why...what I have to say is just...too...SWEEEEEEEEEET!

Moon Kid pinned Blizzard with the Lunar Eclipse in 0:06:19.
Rating: -**** 1/4

(The lights go out and blue fog enters the arena as Cartoon Heros plays over
the P.A. system.The Moon Kidd walks out kinda shy as he makes his way to the
ring.He walks up the ring steps and stumbles alittle bit as the crowd laughs
at him.)
(The Moon Kidd steps into the ring and his music stops as the lights go back
up.)

(Someone from ringside hands him the mic.)


Kidd:Blizzard? This is the no name jobber that they have me fighting? I'll
kill him.I'll destroy him.I'll leav him laying in a pool of his own...

(Kidd looks out into the crowd)

Kidd:Does anyone out here have a picture of this guy?

(Kidd leaves the ring and walks over to the gaurd rail)

(Kidd sees a fan with a blizzard shirt on)

(Kidd looks at the pic of Blizzard )

(a look of feer comes over the Kidd's face as he runs and slides back into
the ring)

Kidd:Ummm... Hey Blizzard buddy...Did I say i was gunna destroy you?Did you
think that I meant it.No I was just kidding.What I meant to say
was....ummmm..I was working out last night and I did such a great job
that...My doctor,Dr.RealDoctor told me that it would be a huge mistake for me
to get in the ring and fight with you.So ya see I would love to fight you but
I dont have medical clearence.

(crowd boos)

Kidd:Well its really true.

(crowd boos more)

Kidd:Thats not nice....Don't you boo me,don't you boo me!

(Kidd's eyes start to watter a bit)

Kidd:See now I'm about to leave and your not gunna get to see my Moon
pose.Now hit my music.

(Kidd waits)

Kidd:This isnt fair.Why does this always happen to me?

(Kidd starts to stomp around and kicks the bottom rope)

(Kidd drops the mic and walks up the ramp as the crowd throws things at him)

(Kidd leaves and then his music finally starts to play)

(Blizzard comes out through the curtains. He has Kidd and is forcing him back into the ring...)

(The camera shows the backstage area of the Five Seasons Center. There are
several BMWF banners hanging on the wall and many crew members scrambling
around. Michael Bole stumbles into the scene with a microphone in his hand.
He stops in the center of the shot.)

Bole: Well, as you can see, things are very busy backstage here at Live, and
I was supposed to be meeting Dreadnaught here for an interview. Oh, there he
is…

(Dreadnaught is seen on a cell phone. He flips the phone closed and puts it
in his jeans pocket. He is wearing a Brusiermania 2002 T-shirt and has the TV
title slung over his shoulder. He walks towards Bole.)

Dread: Yo, sorry I'm late. Gotta handle a little business and get some things
poppin'.

Bole: Well, okay, it seems that you asked for competition, and you are going
to get it this week.

Dread: It sure seems that my stock is rising, because the quality of
opponents seems to be rising. Tonight, there is a Jamaican that is gonna get
a beat down. I have been hitting up Dangle all week to get exactly what I
need to beat Tyrone Dangle has been beating on this immigrant from the first
day he has been in this league.

Bole: I don't think that is entirely correct!

Dread: Oh, it's true! It's (BLEEP)'n true! Dangle told me and we all know
that Olympians don't lie Bole. Dangle broke out the old tapes and we got busy
studying this seven foot retards weaknesses.

Bole: Really! You seem pretty confident. He is a giant.

Dread: He may be tall, but he ain't got nothing upstairs. He has a big empty
noggin that just lays on top of his shoulders! I mean, just look at
Bruisermania. There was RVD and Reno that stood across from this man, and he
could not defeat them. These men are pushovers. They should have been nothing
but walking in, getting the pin, and walking out with the title. I mean, look
at the Dread-daddy! I took out three people to keep my belt. I am the best of
the best, and Tyrone, you have carried that title. You were the most
Hardcore, Insane wrestler there was. I know all about your legacy Tyrone. I
just don't care about it! You are a shadow of your legacy. You are a mere
pebble of the statue that was your legacy. You are no longer a threat and I
plan on using your legacy to fuel the Dreadnaught Destruction tour. And then,
after a victory tonight, the bWo will roll into Monday Night Dread-lam! And I
will take that fat, pathetic, miserable, self-loathing Chef Death! I will be
the TV Champion and the Intercontinental Champion, and the bWo will continue
to wreck shop all along the trail of the BMWF! We are just too strong and too
much for these other fools to handle! Tonight, I ain't giving a tour of
Downtown LA to Tyrone. Cause that fool should have some kind of idea what it
is like! I am gonna remind him of his childhood. Cause he obviously forgot
where he came from! I am gonna open that memory book in his mind and show him
everything. And when it is all said and done, you will know that the Thug
owns you Tyrone. I am putting you on notice right now! In just a few moments,
all the talking is over, and you will be beaten by the Dread-daddy!

(Dreadnaught stares into the eyes of Michael Bole and then turns away and
walks down the hall.)

( A taxi cab pulls up outside of the arena. Out steps Hollywood Hulkster. He looks a bit miffed. He reaches back into the cab to give the cab driver his money.)

HOLLYWOOD: Here, brother! Keep the change!

CABBY (sarcastically): Chee, tanks! A whole quarter! Wow!

(Hollywood blows him off and walks into the arena.)

HOLLYWOOD: What is this crap? I'm Hollywood Hulkster! I'm the Icon! I'm the guy that pinned that no-good smelly Bruiser right in the middle of the ring 1-2-3 at Bruisermania! Why didn't my bWo brothers wait for me so I could ride in the limo instead of taking a cab?

(Vince  Mackman greets Hollywood as he steps into the arena.)

VINCE: Hollywood! How are ya, pal?

HOLLYWOOD: Let me tell you something, brother! Why wasn't there a limo waiting for me at the hotel? I had to take a cab!

VINCE: Well, I don't know, Hollywood.  I was expecting you with the rest of the bWo!

HOLLYWOOD: Well, just don't let it happen again, brother!

VINCE: Sure, no problem, Hollywood.

(Hollywood storms off as Vince stands there looking stupid as usual.)

Kaos defeated Robbie Van Dam by disqualification in 0:06:14.
Rating: * 3/4

(The Bruisertron flashes CAUTION....DOES NOT PLAY WELL WITH OTHERS followed by "Never Gonna Stop" by Rob Zombie blares over the loud speaker.Kaos comes out to the ring without Kristie.)

-RVD in the ring-

Kaos puts RVD in a headlock
RVD goes for a back drop
Kaos lands on his feet
Kaos spinkicks RVD in the head
Kaos goes for another kick
RVD blocks and kicks Kaos back
Kaos ducks a kick and runs to the ropes
Kaos nails a clothesline on RVD
Kaos locks in a Texas Cloverleaf
RVD gets to the ropes
Kaos lets go at a 4 count
RVD gets up
Kaos runs at RVD
RVD leapfrogs Kaos
RVD spinkicks Kaos
Kaos gets up
RVD and Kaos tie up
RVD puts Kaos into a headlock
Kaos pushes RVD into the ropes
Kaos ducks
RVD catches Kaos in a DDT
RVD pulls Kaos to the corner
RVD tries for a split leg moonsault
Kaos moves
Kaos lifts RVD up and gives him a reverse DDT
Kaos lifts up RVD and gives him a front face DDT
The crowd erupts in cheers
Kaos goes to the top rope
Kaos hits a five star frog splash
Eddie Long counts: One, Two, Thr....Kickout
Kaos leaves the ring and comes back in the ring with a chair
RVD nails a VanDaminator
RVD goes to the top rope...

Fonzie jumps in the ring and blows his whistle. RVD tells him to get out of the way. Fonzie grabs the chair and hits Kaos getting RVD DQ'd.

(After the match, RVD argued with Fonzie and left very upset.)

(Logan Alexander is seen standing outside the medical center at the Five
Seasons Center. He is talking on a cell phone. Logan is wearing black
addidas sweats a Black BMWF tee-shirt and a white ASU sundevils baseball
cap. Michale Bole and a camera crew approaches him as he is speaking with
the party on the other end of the line)

Logan: That's right just wire the money to the account number I sent you.,
I will send you confirmation when the target has been neutralized.
(pause)
Logan: No, you have no fear I will keep your identity confidential if that
is your request.
(pause)
Logan:. I will contact you at the completion of the project, also remember
once I start it there is no going back, there is no stopping. So for the
last time are you sure you want to do this? Happy doing business with you.

(Bole approaches the massive young wrestler with an uneasy apprehension)

Bole: Logan, excuse me, may we have a moment of your time.

Logan: Time is money Bole, Since your on my time this had better be quick.

Bole: Who hired you to attack Kaos at Bruisermania, Why did you attack
Fonzie.
Logan: Bole, My employers will remain anonymous regarding the Kaos
situation. As far as for Fonzie, a Mr. Fontayne wished to send a message
regarding outside interference that had been commited during a recent
match.
I do not let myself get personally involved in these situations Michale.

Bole: Your vicious beating at Bruisermania has led many to believe that you
are just a hired gun! How would your care to respond to those allegations.
(Logan's face becomes emotionless as he steps within inches of Michael
Boles face)

Logan: Mr. Bole, In my line of work, you don't get very far if you just
send flowers and ask someone to not stick there nose in somebody elses
business anymore. If you want results you go big!

(Logan storms past Bole knocking the terrified reporter to the ground)

Non-Title-Match:
The Outsiders defeated Ravnos and Tommy Screamer when Nash pinned Screamer
with the Jackknife Power Bomb in 0:03:24.
Rating: -1/4*

(Dozer Phillips pulls into the Five Seasons Center in Cedar Rapids, Iowa when he automatically greeted by Michael Bole who is looking to talk to him about his brother. Dozer takes off his helmet and places a cigar in his mouth. As Michael Bole approaches him, Dozer stands up and towers over Michael. Dozer picks up his bag and begins to make his way towards him...)

Bole:Dozer, please tell me you've been able to talk some sense into your brother! You sat down with him and told him what a big mistake he's made and he should come back to the BMWF!

Dozer:I haven't spoken to him since Bruisermania and neither has Kathryn. I don't have a single, solitary clue on what's happening here. One minute he's talking about how he wants to mutilate that sonofableep Maverick and the next...he's joined at the hip! You should see what it's done to Kathryn. She's been in shambles this past week.

Bole:Is she here tonight? I would like to get her thoughts about all this tonight.

Dozer:Whoa there one second Michael. Don't go ruffling her feathers because she's not in the mood and if you bring it up right now...she might just stomp your jewels into the next millenium. Do yourself a favor and give her time to cool off.

Bole:No problem there Dozer. Say, what about Logan Alexander tonight? He's a pretty impressive wrestler wouldn't you agree?

Dozer:Logan Alexander? Well, from what I've seen of him...I'm quite impressed by his action and speed. However, I'm not a 2nd rate has been wounded puppy that hides behind anyone. Logan, I got respect for you partner, but I am looking tonight to get my shoulders put to the mat tonight. Tonight, my friend...The Bulldozer is going to show you how I demolish with perfection. Are you cool with that Logan? I hope so. Now, remember Michael...don't bug Kathryn or you'll be sorry.

Bole:Okay Doze...I'll stay away for a while.

Dozer:Alirght then. I'm going to go get ready for my match. I'll talk to you later on.

Bole:See you later Doze.

(As Dozer makes his way around the corner, Michael Bole sees Flame pulling into the backstage area and she parks her rent-a-car. Michael Bole looks at his watch and says...)

Bole:I think that's been enough time don't you? Why I think so. Oh Flame?

(Flame walks right Michael Bole and doesn't give him an upward glance. Michael Bole tries to follow her as she gets to the locker room area. As Flame is about to go into the door, Michael Bole tries to block her way into the locker room...)

Bole:Flame! Flame! I just wanted to talk to you about Bruiser...

(Flame looks up and opens up her bottle of water and takes a big drink. As she is about to swallow, she sprys Michael Bole in the face and he backs away to wipe the water away. As he looks up, the door slams in his face...)

Bole:Um, maybe we can talk later?

(Flame opens the door long enough to wear she flips Michael Bole the finger and slams the door again...)

fade...

Mike Larson made Mars submit to the Redreamer in 0:03:20.
Rating: ** 3/4

("Burn" by The Cure echoes through the arena as Mike Larson steps onto the
ramp. The crowd is cheering wildly. He is once again wearing only a pair of
black and white Adidas training pants, and black wrestling boots. The crowd
cheers as he enters the ring and asks for a mic.)

Larson: Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. I just wanted to express a
little of my thoughts before tonight's match. First, my loss to ConAir

Crowd: AMAZING!!

Larson: Amazing at Bruisermania. ConAir,

Crowd: AMAZING!!

Larson: I have to give you credit, it seems that you weren't overlooking me
as much as I thought. Still, I think we managed to blow the roof off of the
Silverdome, don't you? (Crowd cheers) But, alas, I didn't get the job done.
I guess I just had a little too much sportsmanship, or kindness, or apathy
to do what needed to be done. But, ConAir

Crowd: AMAZING!!

Larson: I guess you could say that we took 'em to the limit last Monday
night. Now, onto more pressing matters...like tonight's match. Tonight I
fight Mars. What in the BLEEP is going on here? Last Monday I wrestled the
match of the year with ConAir

Crowd: AMAZING!!

Larson: and what do I get for it? What do I get for kicking out of two
moves in succession that no one else has even raised an arm after one? I get
Mars. Mars, the human equivalent of a cookoo bird. How in the BLEEP am I
supposed to climb the ladder back to ConAir, or better still to the U.S.
Championship while fighting two bit nobodies that belong in an insane asylum
rather than a ring? But you know what? That's okay. You know why? Because
serious changes are in the future. I warned everyone that I was taking my
ferocity to a new level last Monday against ConAir

Crowd: AMAZING!!

Larson: yes, him...and I guess in order to get the matches that I truly
deserve, I'm going to have to start making examples of people. Tonight, I
start with Mars. But it won't end there...I've worked my BLEEP off to earn
some respect around here, and what has it gotten me? MARS!! So, now, to
BLEEP with respect, to BLEEP with nice, now, I'm going after what is the only
true thing in this godforsaken place...Gold! Just mark my words, something
is coming that none of you fans can even imagine. Something that will
consume us all.

(Double A and Reno Fontayne are seen being taped up in the trainers room
for there matches tonite)

Double A: Kid! Im so proud of you!
Reno: Arn, coming from you that is a real honor, I guess I owe you a
congratulations as well on your win over Tajerki
Double A: Don't underestimate him kid, He's going after your belt tonite.
Reno: Arn, don't worry now that the pretty boy has him a little gold, I
plan
on keeping it for a while.
Double A: You know Tyrone is coming after you?
Reno: Would you expect anything less?
Double A: Hell I saw the Rock even has you and Hardcore going at it on
Monday!
Reno: Hey, HCK is a great competitor, the last time we hooked up I came out
on top, we may be stable mates but on Monday night it's gonna be all
business.
Double A: What about that other business?
Reno: You mean the expansion project?
Double A: How is it going?
Reno: I met with him after Bruisermania, he is coming along just fine.
( The door swings open and the camera can see just the outline of a figure
standing there)

male voice: I thought about what you said, and if you will have me Im in.

(Reno and Double A look at each other sinisterly)
Double A: Now that was almost to easy!
Reno: Whoo!
(the camera fades as the Horsemen begin laughing at there new fortune)

Dozer Phillips pinned Logan Alexander with the Bulldozer in 0:03:17.
Rating: DUD

("Welcome to the Jungle" by GnR played as Dozer Phillips made his way to the ring. As Dozer entered the ring, he looked around the crowd to see all the "traitor" signs that his brother Lowedown has been labeled as. Dozer tried to ignore them as he started the match...)

PA: Target Sighted Fire at Will!
(I Stand Alone by Godsmack blares thru the Arena targeting crosshairs form
on the Entrance way as simulated gunfire erupts across the stage. Logan
Alexander burst thru the wall of pyro. The fans give him a mixed reaction
of cheers and boo's. He is dressed in his usual black trunks and boots)

(Logan attacks Dozer as he enters the ring, he begins pummeling the massive
Dozer with hard forearms to the head and chest. Dozer fights off Logan and
slams him to the mat with a vicious powerslam. )

(Dozer started the match early by nailing Logan with a hard knife edge chop and then raked Logan's eyes. Dozer shoved Logan into the corner and drilled Logan with repetitive shots to the ribs and kept kicking him down until he had hit the mat. Dozer backed away just far enough to hit a baseball slide right into the groin of Logan. Dozer then picked up Logan and drove him to the mat with a sidewalk slam and then turned Logan over and applied a modified version of the STF in an attempt to gain an early submission. Logan's power was still too much to control as he made his way to the ropes and broke the hold...)

(Bole walks up to Tyrone's locker room. There is loud banging of objects and
angry screaming coming from inside. Tyrone's voice can be heard)

Tyrone: D@MN YOU!!!!! RENO, I WANT MY BELT!!!! IT'S MINE!!!
MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Bole is about to knock, when he changes his mind)

Bole: They don't pay me enough...

(Bole walks off)

Kurt Dangle defeated Double A with the Ankle Lock Submission in 0:06:32.
Rating: -** 1/4

(ConAir is walking down the hallway when he is approached by Michael Bole)

Bole: ConAir, where's Ambrosia?

Amazing: Eh, her and Sarah took a vacation down to Mexico with Tyrone's
younger brother Earl for his spring break. Dangerous? I think so! Earl's got
the hott's for both of them! Oh well. Come, walk with me. I'm suppose to
meet up with Tyrone.

Bole: Uh.... Tyrone seems a little upset...

Amazing: Still? D@mn, talk about holding a grudge, well, I feel bad for
Sally Fon....

(Silence)

Amazing: D@mn I miss Amber... Sally FonPain. Tyrone's gonna mess this guy up
bad! Still, come, walk and talk. I'm late

(The two start walking down the hall way)

Bole: How do you feel about your matches at Bruisermania?

Amazing: Well, for it being my first Bruisermania, pretty friggin' awesome,
considering that I did fight in two championship matches. I'm just glad to
walk away with some gold.

Bole: I bet you were upset still about your lose to Chef Death.

Amazing: You win some, you lose some, Mike. But yeah, I guess you're right.
It was hard, ya know? I mean, I talked all my stuff, and it's not that I
didn't back it up, truth of the matter is that I was already involved in a
fast-paced match that night, and as much as I thought I did, I just didn't
have all the energy needed to be the most....

Bole: AMAZING!!!

Amazing: Hey, thanks... man in sports entertainment!

(The two stop walking)

Bole: I'm getting word in my ear piece that I'm needed somewhere else.
ConAir, thanks for your time.

Amazing: Eh, don't mention it. It's my job, it's your job to do this
interview stuff. But it's definitely an honor....

Bole: Thanks...

Amazing: To be able to watch you tremble in fear of Tyrone (Laughs)

Bole: That too....

Amazing: Later Big Mike!

(ConAir walks off)

(Kaos is sitting in the locker room watching Friends when Michael Bole.)

Bole: Kaos, may we talk?

Kaos: Sure why not. What up?

Bole: Nothing. What about you?

Kaos: Nothin'. I am just a little *BLEEP*ed off at what happened at Bruisermania.

Bole: About when Logan Alexander dropped you on the chair?

Kaos: Yep, that is what I am talkin' 'bout. That little punk *BLEEP* wanted to get in my way because Hardcore couldn't sling it like a man because as his name says he is just a little kid. I also know that Reno helped out on that because he is *BLEEP*ed because he just ain't no man at all.

Bole: Do you plan on getting some payback on them?

Kaos: Oh, Yeah. This Monday I will do something that not one BOY in the Horsemen has the grapefruits to do.

Bole: What do you think about the actions of LoweDown joining the bWo?

Kaos: What do I think 'bout the actions of LoweDown? I don't care ,but when he did that he lost every friend that he has ever had and respect that he had.

Bole: Where is Kristie?

Kaos: Well, she was a little sick.

Bole: Well, I have to go.

Kaos: Alright peace.

Hardcore Kid pinned Chance Harrison with the Night Driver in 0:03:33.
Rating: 1/4*

("It's Alright To Be A Redneck" blares over the loud speaker. A shadow is seen and then you see Hardcore Kid in a pair of overalls and a cowboy hat. Hardcore Kid gets the microphone.)

Hardcore Kid: Howdy ahhhh. Where we at? Who cares? Well, howdy people. I reckon I am going to take out that piece of trash Chance ahhhhh. What's his name? Who cares? Not me ,because I will do what I do to every person that steps in this ring and taht is rip them from limb to limb.

(Hardcore Kid takes off the hat and overalls and is shown wearing a pair of shorts that say Horsemen on the side.)

Hardcore Kid: Tonight I will beat the hell out of that no good cowboy. I hope everybody will love seeing his blood pour from his head.

-Chance comes down to the ring-

(As Chance gets in the ring Hardcore kicks him.)

Hardcore Kid suplexes Chance
Hardcore locks in a Dragon sleeper
Hardcore Kid lets go and kicks Chance in the back of the head
Hardcore Kid taunts the crowd
Chance clotheslines Hardcore
Chance starts to stomp on Hardcore
Chance hits a Russian leg sweep
Chance lifts up Hardcore and whips him into the ropes
Hardcore ducks a clothesline
Hardcore Kid spears Chance
Hardcore starts to slam Chance's head in the mat
Hardcore Kid locks in a Sharpshooter
Chance screams in agony
Hardcore Kid lets go
Hardcore tries for a Tiger Suplex
Chance gives him a backdrop
Both men are down
Chance gives a DDT to Hardcore Kid
Chance gives a Fisherman Suplex
Earl Hepner counts: One, Two, Th... Kickout
Chance goes to the top rope
Chance goes for a leg drop
Hardcore Kid moves
Hardcore Kid gets up and gives a Pump Handle Slam to Chance
Hardcore Kid goes to the top rope
Hardcore Kid delivers a giant elbow drop
Hardcore Kid lifts Chance and gives him a Night Driver.

(Michael Bole is standing in front of the BMWF logo by himself.)

Bole: Bruisermania is over, and what a night it was. We had title changes,
and side changes. Who would have thought that Lowedown would have joined the
BWO? Who would have thought that Maverick would be the new World Champion?
It was a night full of action and.....

(All of a sudden Chef Death walks by)

Bole: Uh, Chef.....excuse me, can you come here for a sec?

(Chef walks over smiling. He is wearing his hat, and apron that reads: "1-0
@ Bruisermania's....CD" He has his Intercontinental Title on his shoulder
and a cotton candy in one hand.)

Chef: Mikey boy, am I glad you called me over. You could not have caught me
in a better mood. Things are great, I mean look at this (points to his belt)
it is still on my shoulder, and I am still the BMWF Intercontinental
Champion, which means that in my mind.....I am still the second best wrestler
in this federation.

Bole: Well I will ask you about your match with ConAir in a second, but the
big question is about Lowedown. How do you feel now that someone you
trusted, and modeled yourself after has became the newest member of the BWO?

Chef: Michael, this hurts me more than anything has in my six months here.
We were friends, and I trusted Lowe. He was my role model, a true champion,
and now to me, he is nothing more than a traitor. He was one of the last
true heroes.....champions on the BMWF side. Now he is a loser in a bunch of
losers. He is a Brother With An Ovary. I don't want to see any more
traitors in the BMWF for the rest of my career, and that's why we should band
together. We need to kill the BWO, and stop their poison from infiltrating
any farther.

Bole: How are you going to do that? They just keep expanding

Chef: Well people like Tyrone, ConAir, Reno.....step it up. You guys are all
professionals, future champions. Lets get together, stomp the BWO out, and
make sure they know that they are messing with a bigger, and a better group.
We have the talent, they have the losers. In the next few weeks I hope to
get together a group of BMWF stars Mikey, that can come together and start
beating the BWO down, and lowering their morale. It is gonna take a lot of
work, but it can be done. Lowedown let me down, but more importantly the
fans..........Flame, if you are let down as well, Cantey and I could always
use one more. You are more than welcome to come along, and help us.

Bole: Wow, an ivitation for Flame! Chef, you almost lost you title to Sarah
Smith on Monday, and ConAir saved you! Do you feel lucky that you still have
your belt?

Chef: Mikey, lucky doesn't even describe it. It's like the one time I opened
a box of Fruit Loops and found the golden loop, and won a free box! ConAir
didn't save me, he saved himself. I never could have let Cantey win, and he
never could have let Sarah. It was between us, and I am happy, and grateful
that Conner stopped Sarah from winning. He truly is a professional, and a
champion, and I know that is not the last time I am gonn see him. He has too
much power, too much devotion to let his love for gold die. I hope to even
work with him......who knows? Tag team partners in the future? I am lucky
to still have my gold, and I am fortunate. The only time I want to lose this
belt is when I get Maverick's.

Bole: Tonight......Lord Steven again.....non-title, are you gonna rest
tonight?

Chef: Rest? King Steven has not gotten a clue. This is what......the third
time we are fighting each other, and every time I win! He needs to bugger
off, and realize that he is not Chef Death caliber. It's like Mrs. Field's
trying to cook against Betty Crocker, and Fields will go down cause Momma
Crocker makes some mean brownies. I mean, the gooweyness, and
chocolate.......oh my gosh, heaven! But anyway, their is never any rest for
me. I am not at top caliber yet, and when I get that championship
opportunity again, I want to be ready. When someone goes out and wrestles
lackadasially, then they truly do not have the passion. You need to go out
every night like you are facing the champion, so sadly for the British
(beep), he is gonna a royal @ss kicking tonight. Steven, you career is
heading downhill, and poor you, you are gonna get kicked down the ladder a
little more tonight. Be prepared to get hurt, because after
Bruisermania....I feel invincible, what a night, what a........

(Cantey steps in right next to Chef. She is wearing a leather bodysuit, and
has an angry look on her face.)

Cantey: What a night? More like what a crock of (beep)! I helped you, and
you were supposed to help me, so what went wrong? Why do you have your belt,
and why am I standing here with nothing around my waist? That's the question
I have been asking myself for the last two days.

Chef: I'm sorry honey, I just thought that after facing Flame so many times
you could beat her on your own. Otherwise, I would have been there to help
you.

Cantey: Well you weren't! I have lost my belt, and I made a fool out of
myself at the first Bruisermania.

Chef: But......

Cantey: But nothing! All I can say is you better hope I get my belt back,
and you start being more loyal, or else you can just hope Flame joins us
because she will be the only woman you have left.

(Cantey storms off)

Chef: Well Michael, I have a problem on my hands.......I'll fix it though,
I'm her big daddy.

(Chef runs off after her)

Bole: Well Chef still has his belt......if he still has Cantey in a few days,
that's a whole other story. Chef and Lord Steven, TONIGHT!

No-Countout-No-DQ-Match:
Reno Fontayne pinned Tajeeri with the Glamour Shot in 0:05:11.
Rating: * 1/4
(Reno Fontayne retained the BMWF Hardcore Title.)

(Tajeeri is laying into Reno
with vicious kicks to the head and chest, the hardcore champ
grabs Tajeeri's leg and whips him into a stack of debris that had been
brought into the
ring. Reno limps his way toward Tajeeri, Tajeeri goes to spray his green
mist into the eyes
of Reno, at the last minute Reno ducks causing the referee to get sprayed in
the face with
the green mist. Reno rolls to the outside and digs underneath the ring and
removes a large
sledgehammer, Tajeeri is attempting to revive the referee as he turns to see
Reno bringing
the sledgehammer down onto the chest of Tajeeri . Tajeeri falls to the mat
and is covered
by Reno)

(Hardcore Kid is sitting in the Horsemen locker room doing some push ups when Michael Bole walks in.)

Bole: Did you wanna see me?

Hardcore Kid: Hell no.

Bole: Sorry. Hardcore can I ask you a few questions?

Hardcore Kid: Sure, why the *BLEEP* not.

Bole: Do you have to use such foul language?

Hardcore Kid: *BLEEP* yeah. What the hell do ya want son?

Bole: At Bruisermania you lost to Dreadnaught again. How do you feel?

Hardcore Kid: No, really I didn't lose to Dreadnaught. Lord Steven got his *BLEEP* pinned and I never did. I feel fine because I will kick his *BLEEP* next time we get into the ring.

Bole: How do you feel about Dreadnaught?

Hardcore Kid: I hate his guts. I hate him. But I do respect him more then ever.

Bole: What did you guys ,meaning the Horsemen, do to Kaos?

Hardcore Kid: We just hired a little extra help. He is a bad *BLEEP*. I cann't wait to see what he is going to me. He probrobly doesn't have any grapefruits anyway.

Bole: Do you wanna...(Hardcore interupts.)

Hardcore Kid: I want you to get the *BLEEP* out my room. NOW.

FADE......

(ConAir Amazing and Tyrone Smith knock on Scotty Scott's locker room door. A
voice from inside grants them access. Inside Scotty sits alone preparing for
his match. Scotty smiles and stands up to greet the two)

Scotty: Fellas. Good to see ya's. Especially Tyrone, I am so glad that you
have claimed down some over the last few days. I wondered if ya ever would.

Tyrone: Hey, ol' man! Yeah, I had a few bags of Blue's Clues fruit chews...
Hey! That rhymed!!!

Amazing: Howdy, Scotty!

Scotty: So I guess that yer wonderin' why I asked ya's here.

Tyrone: Well, Sarah said that you wanted to talk to me.

Amazing: And I wanted to come talk about our match tonight.

Scotty: I know yer wonderin' 'bout the future. As ya know the future is now
for me. I am retirin' the night of Bedlam. So I guess ya could call this leg
two of the Scotty Scott retirement tour. Haha.

Tyrone: Yeah, partna, it's sad to see ya go. I'm just glad one of us gets
one last chance to wrestle with ya (pats ConAir on the back)

Scotty: Well, Tyrone, I remember I worked a tag match witha young Jamacian
last year. Afterwards, he became a superstar. Now that night we had a
somewhat easier match. Tonight, I get to tag up with a young man that has the
world of potential. It is actually my honor to be in his corner. Who we have
as our opponents, we might have our hands full. But we have some more serious
business at hand.

Tyrone: What's up, Scotty? Sarah said that you said whatever you needed to
talk to me about was, quote, "mucho important".

Scotty: It is very important to me. The Union is up in airs now that I am
retirin'. Seth, has jumped over to the bWo. That was somethin' I wasn't
expectin'. So as of right now, there is no Union. That saddens me. Seth
thought he would end the Union by jumpin'.

Amazing: I can't believe Lowedown would do that!

Tyrone: Yeah, me and Lowe are... well, were tight... or so I thought

Scotty: But Lowedown ain't in the big picture. I have plans for it still. But
under someone else. I have someone a little younger. Someone that is a former
champion. That someone is Tyrone. I feel yer ther man. The Union was handed
over to me by Ric Frye and now the Union is yer's. Take it and make it better
than before. But this time, ya gotta build from the ground up.

Tyrone: Well, Scotty, mi amigo, you can always count on me.

Amazing: What's with you and Sarah and all the Spanish tonight?

Tyrone: We had burritos for lunch. It does that to us.

Scotty: Thanks Tyrone. I know I can count on ya. ConAir, I have an offer for
ya.
(Scotty reaches into his gym bag and pulls out a shirt.) As my last offical
act as the leader of the Union, I am offerin' ya a spot in the Union.

Amazing: "Would I like to join?!" Are you kiddin' me?! I'd love to be a part
of the best d@mn stable in the BMWF!!!!

Tyrone: (Smiles to Scotty) However, Conner, you gotta realize that...

Scotty: (Smiles back at Tyrone) ...There is a traditional process to induct
new members!

Tyrone: It's sort of a test of how much ba...

Scotty: "Testicular Fortitude" a Union inductee has.

Amazing: How bad could it be?

Tyrone: (Laughs) Just wait....

Scotty: Poor fella. This could be fun.

(Fades)

Non-Title-Match:
Chef Death pinned Lord Steven with the Blender in 0:05:19.
Rating: ***

After the Chef/Lord Steven match:

PA: Bu…Bu…Brotherhood World Order!

(Hollywood and the Outsiders emerge from the entrance way and quickly make
their way down to the ring. Haul begins to taunt Cantey as Hollywood and Nash
enter the ring. Nash and Hollywood stare at Chef Death. Suddenly, Dreadnaught
hops over the railing and grabs a chair. Dreadnaught smashes the chair
against the back of Chef's head. Chef crumbles to the mat in a heap.
Dreadnaught goes to the ringside area and grabs the Intercontinental Title
and a mic. Haul and Hollywood pick Chef off of the mat while Haul restrains
Cantey. Dread rolls under the bottom rope.)

Dread: Hey Chef, remember me! My name is Dreadnaught, and on Monday Night
Dread-lam, I will be the one taking this strap of gold from you!

(Dreadnaught points at the belt before drilling in into the head of Chef
Death. Blood begins to flow from the forehead of Chef Death as he falls to
the mat. Dreadnaught drops the IC belt on the chest of Chef Death.)

Dread: Hey fellas, let's send him a message!

(Nash and Hollywood pick Chef Death up and Dreadnaught climbs the turnbuckle.
They place Chef Death on the shoulders of Dreadnaught. Dreadnaught falls
forward and delivers a Super Dread-bomb. Dreadnaught picks up the mic.)

Dread: That will work! That was just too SWEEEEET boys!
(Dreadnaught stares directly into the eyes of Chef Death as he stands over
top of him.)

Dread: Chef, your rise to the top was nothing short of amazing! But, after
Monday Night! IT WILL BE NOTHING!!!

(Dreadnaught drops the mic on Chef's massive chest. The bWo exchange the
Wolfpac sign before the four members leave the ring. Cantey rushes in the
ring when Haul lets her go.)

(Tyrone sits on the floor with his back against the wall of his locker room.
The entire room is trashed with numerous holes found punched into every
wall. From his pocket, his cell phone rings. Tyrone answers)

Tyrone: Hello? Hey babe! How's Earl? (Listens) Drunk already?!!! What type
of baby sitter are you? (Listens) He did what?! Did you tell him not to
touch those again? (Listens) And you told him dat they were mine only?
(Listens) Well, Sarah I don't care if you liked it!!! He's only 16 years
old!!! Have you ever heard of sagitory rape?!! (Listens) Who cares if yer in
Mexico!!! Sarah it's my baby brother!!! (Listens) So if I touched Conner
like that, you'd be ok with that? (Listens) AH HA!!! See... wait.. what da
rass am I talkin' about?!!! Why did you call, boo? (Listens) Ok... (Listens)
Ok...

(ConAir enters the room)

Tyrone: Well, he just got here, so I'll let him know what's up and head over
there, ok? (listens) Alright. (listens) yeah, it's ok, just remind Earl he
hasta answer to me when he gets back home (Listens) Yeah (listens) I love
you too, bye (Hangs up)

Amazing: What's up?

Tyrone: Dat was Sarah.

Amazing: How are things?

Tyrone: We'll talk about dat later. She said dat Scotty left a message on
her cell for us to go meet with him.

Amazing: Alright, then off we go!

Tyrone: Let's

Amazing: (Looking around the room) You alright?

Tyrone: Sure.... Never better!

(fade)

Non-Title-Match:
Tyrone Smith defeated Dreadnaught by disqualification in 0:09:54.
Rating: -3/4*

("Redeemer" by Marilyn Manson plays and Tyrone walks out. He has no
expression on his face. Tyrone rolls into the ring and asks for a mic)

Tyrone: Monday.... I was robbed!! Reno.. you luck @$$ (beep)!!! You stole MY
belt!!! An' I will not rest until I get it back! T'night however, I take on
Dreadnaught Fontayne.... I've waited for dis moment for a long time now....
five months I've been wanting a chance to go one on one with Dreadnaught
Fontayne, and t'night, I finally get my chance.... I remember him saying dat
I was an "ol' pimp dat didn't know when 'twas time to hang up the boots"...
Dread... I'll (beep)in' hang up yer boots... t'night.... t'night.... Come
get yers, boy!!! Let me show ya what years of sacrifice gets you!!!

LoweDown and Maverick defeated Scotty Scott and ConAir Amazing when LoweDown
made ConAir submit to the Crippler Crossface in 0:11:05.
Rating: **

("War Machine" by KISS blares over the PA system as Scotty Scott walks down
the ramp with a mic in hand)

Scotty: (Laughing) I have never been one for sentimental goodbyes. so let's
bring out lil'Miss ConAir Amazin'.

PA: CON-CON-CON-CON AIR AMAZING!!!

(The crowd cheers loudly as "Trouble" by Cypress Hill kicks up on the PA.
Walking angrily and stubbornly from behind the entrance way curtain is
ConAir Amazing wearing a bright pink leotard complete with a tutu, pink
boots and an overdose of facial makeup. ConAir's long black hair has been
dyed pink to match his outfit and his legs have been shaved. As the camera
zooms in on The Amazing One, it can bee seen that ConAir's right eyebrow has
been completely shaved off. Scotty and the entire crowd is laughing
uncontrollably)

Scotty: Ya know ConAir, pink just might be yer color. But ya just gotta love
that eyebrow.

Amazing: (In a monotone voice) The Union.... The place everyone wants to
be....

Scotty: Don't worry man. Ya should have seen what was done to me. Now
tonight, we gotta face this two chumps, Lowedown and Maverick. They want to
take and make the bWo the biggest group in rasslin'. But the Union was here
before the Brotherhood World Order. The Union will be here when they are a
forgotten memory. Lowedown, I counted ya as a close friend. I counted ya as
someone that I respected. But now, I see ya as nothin' but a two bit hood.
How could ya just (bleep) on yer dreams? How could ya disgrace the BMWF World
title? Ya disgraced the Union and yerself. Maverick, ya never been much in my
opion and never will. All ya ever were was a lacky. Ya nothin' more than a
follower. We all know what happens when yer runnin' in a pack. If yer not the
lead dawg the scenery never changes.

Amazing: How's everyone doing tonight?

Crowd: HA HA HA!!!!

Amazing: I said.... HOW'S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!!

Crowd: AMAZING!!! HA HA HA!!!!

Amazing: You know what?! ConAir...

Crowd: HA HA HA!!!

Amazing: ConAir...

Crowd: AMAZING!!!

Amazing: Isn't feeling quite...

Crowd: AMAZING!!!

Amazing: Right now... So Maverick, bring out that no good traitor, Lowedown,
right now... It's time for you to be....

Crowd: AMAZED!!!

Amazing: Scotty...

Scotty: Beat me... If you can... Survive... If I let you.... And THAT....

Amazing: AMAZINGLY!!!!

Scotty: Is all... I have... to say!!!!

(The two men walk down to the ring and wait for the bWo's entrance)

(The match began with Maverick as he faced of with ConAir, Mavericks face began to crack a large smile as he bursts out into laughter, infuriating his opponents as well as the crowd. ConAir's turned blood red as Maverick continued laughing, However, Maverick seemed to have been waiting as at the exact time that ConAir makes a move, Maverick leaps into the air to lay him out with a spinning roundhouse kick to the head. The new champion gloats for a few moments before attacking ConAir with a cheap shot and then nailed ConAir with several high impact moves down upon the young upstart before tagging in his newly returned friend in to take over.)

("Freak Out" blasted the PA as Jay-B quickly made his way out to the entrance ramp in street clothes. The Cedar Rapids crowd erupted into cheers and into a stand ovation. B stood atop the ramp for a few minutes, keeping an eye on the action in the ring.)

(As Lowedown is tagged, Maverick lifts ConAir into a suplex but while he is vertical, Lowedown leapt off of the ropes to deliver a flying cross body, crushing their opponent under his weight. Maverick exits, and the match continued. The crowd used Lowedown as target practice as Lowedown helped ConAir back onto his feet and then dropped him down with a fast clothesline. Lowedown looked down at ConAir as he dropped a leg on the neck of ConAir and looked right over at Scotty and then shook his head in a negative fashion.)

(Jay-B slowly began to stroll halfway down the entrance ramp still keeping an eye on all four men in the ring. The crowd began to chant Jay-B's name while the action in the squared circle continued. B looked into the audience as they cheered for him to jump into the ring.)

(Lowedown deilvered a sidewalk slam on ConAir and the tagged back out to Maverick who shoved ConAir into the corner and started slamming his shoulder into the ribs of ConAir. Lowedown walked over to Scotty and attempted to egg him into the ring, Lowedown went back to his side of the ring and both men wailed away on ConAir without mercy. Lowedown finally stepped out of the ring as Maverick raked the eyes of ConAir and then whipped him into the ropes. Maverick quickly ran over and nailed Scotty with a right hand as Lowedown pulled ConAir by the back of the head and drove him into the mat. Lowedown dropped to the floor and began choking out ConAir. The refree came over and forced Lowedown back into the corner as Maverick grabbed ConAir by the legs and forced ConAir's throat into the bottom rope.)

(Lowedown tagged back out to Maverick and nailed ConAir with repetitive double axe handles to the lower back of ConAir and then delivered a devasating backbreaker. Lowedown kept ConAir on his knee and placed his hand under ConAir's neck and the other hand on his knee and stretched out ConAir's back.)

(Towards the end...)

(Scotty finally made the tag and cleaned house on both Maverick and Lowedown. Scotty nailed Maverick with a t-bone suplex and then hit Lowedown with a german suplex. Lowedown slid out of the ring and dropped to the floor. Maverick managed to rake the eyes of Scotty and then went to hit a superkick on Scotty, but Scotty ducked and hit a modified suplex on Maverick. Lowedown attempted to sneak up behind Scotty, but Scotty nailed Lowedown with a mule kick and then applied the Scottamission on Lowedown. Lowedown tried to fight it off until Maverick came up from behind and drilled Scotty with a superkick to the back of the head.)

(Maverick nailed Scotty with a scoop slam as Lowedown recovered and nailed ConAir with a dropkick off the apron. Lowedown slipped out of the ring and drove ConAir's head into the announcer's table. Lowedown kicked ConAir in the ribs and then hoisted up ConAir in the air and drove him through the announce table with the Downlowe. Lowedown stared down at ConAir and jumped back into the ring and double teamed Scotty in the ring. Lowedown slammed Scotty in the back in the head with a double axe handle hit a DDT in the middle of the ring. Lowedown made the motion for Maverick to go to the top rope as Lowedown picked Scotty back and executed a german suplex and held Scotty on the mat with Scotty's upper body exposed. Maverick made his way to the top rope and executed a top rope atomic leg drop right onto Scotty's neck. Maverick then went for the pin as Lowedown moved away from Maverick and Scotty.)

(However, Scotty amazingly kicked out at 2 1/2! He soon made the tag to ConAir. After a short flurry, Lowedown grabbed ConAir in the Crossface and the youngster tapped out.

(Lowedown climbed out of the ring and picked up a steel chair and drove a hard shot to ConAir and then climbed back into the ring. Lowedown then slammed the steel chair right into the back of the head of Scotty. Maverick grabbed a spray paint can as he tossed the can to Lowedown. Lowedown dropped the can and placed Scotty in his own submission maneuver with the Scottamission. Lowedown kept the maneuver on until Lowedown felt Scotty's body go unconscious and then Lowedown turned Scotty over and picked up the spray paint can and put the initials B...W...O on the back of Scotty. The crowd used both Lowedown and Maverick for target practice as they both climbed to the 2nd turnbuckle and raised thier arms in victory. The bWo music played as both bWo members climbed out of the ring and looked at Scotty in the ring...)


(The crowd began to cheer for Jay-B once again as he started to make his way to ringside. Jay-B began to circle the ring. Jay-B jumped up on the apron. The crowd began to lose it. Jay-B put one leg through the ropes. B looked around the arena as the crowd cheered him on. Jay-B was then completely in the ring. The ref began to yell at Jay-B to get out of the ring. B then walked to the center of the ring.)

(The Bruisertron suddenly went black leaving the Arena in almost complete darkness, lit only by the multitude of fans lighters. Suddenly a red glow lit up the ring in the Five Seasons Center. A black symbol hit the center of the ring, this symbol was the now recognized symbol of The Scorpion.)

Voice: This game of cat and mouse cannot go on for much longer. Your fates will soon be determined. You cannot ignore what is about to happen, you cannot ignore...THE SCORPION'S STING!

(Pyro's shoot off from each corner of the ring. A red spotlight hit the rafters of the Five Seasons Center as a figure walked off into the darkness leaving a trail of red flames behind. The red glow remains as does the symbol of The Scorpion as we fade...to...black...)