Date : 7/26/04
Time : 7:30 PM
Venue : Mellon Arena Pittsburgh PA

(The scene opens in a dark room. Breathing from a single person can be
heard. The person begins to pace their movement barely visible in the
darkness.)

Voice: A man can be judged by many things. Some people may say it's the
company he keeps. Other would say that a man should be judged by the size
of his bank account. You could say that you should judge a man by his heart.
Or maybe a man is judged by his win/loss record. But the real question
is..does what any one person thinks matter? Who cares if you lose. People
don't remember a man's defeats. If they're strong enough people remember a
person biggest victories. Even if its just one victory. Tonight is a night
where many men can make history. The kind of history where people look at
them and say remember when he...

(The person walks forwards from beneath the shadows. The bottom of a black
duster, black boots and black pants can be seen.)

Voice: Tonight I have that chance. The chance to make another mark. To have
another notch in history. Tonight I have a chance to re-claim what is mine.
To fix what went wrong. Tonight is my night.

(The man walks out from the shadows. Standing there in Black pants, Black
boots, a black duster, a black vest, and black sunglasses is Tamer.)

Tamer: Tonight is my night to get the Intercontinental title back. It all
comes down to this, an elimination Intercontinental title triple threat.
Hardcore harry has to face the two men he tried to avoid. Tonight Harry
you're chained to your worst enemies. Dreadnaught on one side. Me on the
other. You tired to escape us and have everything on your time your rules.
Now its on our time our rules. I've already announced my stip. Tonight we
start the festivities of this three way dance with a chain match. I believe
the first ever three way chain match.

(Tamer removes his sunglasses and tucks them inside his inner pocket.)

Tamer: Harry you've hit a dead end. You can't run. Anyone can use a weapon.
I mean you had to know it was over when Dangle told you how the rules would
be chosen. I mean what did you think? I would choose a submission match or
something? You should be afraid Harry, be very afraid. A lot is coming your
way. A lot that you deserve. You know Dread has no problem using a weapon.
And well you've had the opportunity to see me in a chain match.

(Tamer cracks his knuckles.)

Tamer: Don't get me wrong though Harry. Trust that I know I have more then
one opponent tonight. It isn't a handicap match. It is a triple threat.
Three men that all want the same thing. We've all faced each other at
different times before. Dreadnaught may pretend he doesn't know me. But I
know him and I know him well. I know I can't trust him. I know both Harry
and Dreadnaught have probably prepared an ace up the sleeve. But then again
who's to say I didn't.

(Tamer takes a deep breath.)

Tamer: But really this isn't about vendetta's. this isn't about settling
things. This about the Intercontinental title. This is about having that
historic moment. Making history. Being the winner. Being the champion. Yes
we all hate each other. But with out the title we wouldn't be stepping into
this match. We're about to put our bodies through hell for the glory , for
the rush, and for those people. Essentially though one thing matters and
that is being proclaimed the BMWF Intercontinental Champion. And for such a
simple thing I'm willing to put myself through an extraordinary struggle.
Tonight we go into battle. Three men, only one can win. Who will survive?
Who knows the true measure of a man? Who knows the way to judge a man? Who
knows the answers to the questions of the universe? Who cares! We answer
other questions on this night. The time is nearing. So its time for my
opponents to.....

(Tamer clears his throat.)

Tamer/Crowd: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!!!

>>>

KING: Wait! I've got it! I know who Hush is!

JR: Who is he, King?

KING: He's really Sledge coming back for the 245th time!

JR: Well, maybe...let's get to the next match!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a Hardcore Box Tournament match. The winner faces Box for the title.


(The lights go out in the arena and a laser show starts up as “Hellraiser” by Motorhead blisters the eardrums of the rabid BMWF crowd.)
 
PA: LET THE SIN…..BEGIN!!!
 
(Pyrotechnics around the ring explode with a hellish fury as Bob “Box” Bartelstein rides a zip-line from the ceiling down into the center of the ring. Box is wearing a velvet Circus Ring Master cape. Box swings his black aluminum baseball in the air and gestures to the crowd while the pyros still engulf the ring in hellfire flame. Box gestures for the microphone while the flames lower themselves to waist level.)
 
Box: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN….ESPECIALLY THE LADIES….WELCOME TO THE B.O.X TOURNAMENT MATCH!!!
 
Box: NO LATER THAN A FEW SECONDS FROM NOW YOU WILL BE WITNESS TO A SLAUGHTER THE LIKES OF WHICH HAS NEVER BEEN BEFORE SINCE THE DARK AGES!!! I HAVE BROUGHT TOGETHER TALENT THAT COVERS THE ENTIRE SPECTRUM OF THIS FEDERATION. WHO WILL WIN? WHO WILL SURVIVE TO FACE ME? ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE THE COMBATANTS!!!
 
Box: WE WILL HAVE IN THIS CORNER RIGHT HERE…..
 
(Box points his bat at the corner opposite the ramp.)
 
Box: THIS MAN IS THE DEFINITION OF DESIRE WHO HAS THE BLOODLUST TO ENTERTAIN THE MASSES, THE MOST HUNGRY, VORACIOUS, ANIMALISTIC NEW COMER IN THE BMWF……AXE!!!!
 
Crowd: AXE-HOLE!!! AXE-HOLE!!! AXE-HOLE!!!
 
Box: AND IN THIS CORNER….
 
(Box points his bat at the corner nearest the ramp that is camera-side.)
 
Box: A TRUE LIVING LEGEND, A GOD IN THE PANTHEON IN THE HISTORY OF COMBAT, A MAN WHO ONLY I COULD PROPERLY INTRODUCE….LOWEDOWN!!!
 
Crowd: LOWE-DOWN!!!LOWE-DOWN!!! LOWE-DOWN!!!
 
Box: LET THE SIN….BEGIN!!!
 
(Box throws the mic over the waist-high flames and into the crowd.)

LILLY: Fighting out of Newark, New Jersey...
Weighing in at 244 pounds...

Axe
 
The lights in the Mellon Arena go out as a strobe effect begins automatically getting the sold out Pittsburgh crowd to stand up and roar with boos and the infamous chants as Nirvana's "Lithium" blasts from the speakers.)

(No one seems to appear as the music and strobe effects continue until three BMWF stage hands come out pushing shopping carts filled with all sorts of weapons. As the last stage hand comes out Axe is seen storming out with two duffel bags slung over his shoulder and pushing a BBQ! He is wearing his sleeveless "Axe" shirt which reads on the front "Bring you over the border!" and on the back "To Loner's Landing!" along with a pair of denim shorts of Doc Martins which seem to be wrapped in barbed wire!)

(The stage hands park the shopping carts at the side of the ring before heading back up the ramp as Axe makes his way down soaking in all the boos from the crowd his eyes determined and focused on the ring. Axe places the BBQ nearby one of the carts and tosses each duffel bag into the ring.)

(Axe rolls underneath the bottom rope slowly getting to his feet before receiving a microphone from the ring announcer as the lights come up and the music stops. Axe begins talking before the crowd can chant.)

Axe: OKAY BRING IT DOWN!

JR&King: THERE'S MORE?!

King: HA! HA! I guess he forgot the kitchen sink!

(The crowd give a small pop as they see a forklift begin to descend down the ramp carrying a large crate before being carefully placed on the mats outside the ring. The forklift makes it way back up as Axe grins evily looking at all his "toys" so to speak. He lifts the microphone to his lips as the chants begin.)

CROWD: AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE! AXE-HOLE!

Axe: I am not going to bother insulting you people...your NFL team is embarassing enough as it is.

(The crowd roars with boos.)

Axe: But we're not here to talk about crappy football teams! We're here to talk about a new BMWF Hardcore whom will change Hardcore matches forever! Tonight...I face Lowedown many people have spectulated I have no chance and my fate has already been sealed! I disagree and plan to shock the guys in the back and you idiotic filth!

(Boos begin to grow louder but Axe just soaks it in hopping up on the second turnbuckle before jumping down beginning to pace back and forth.)

Axe: I plan to pin Lowedown...and beat him in MY game and then move on to the finals where it's for the BMWF Hardcore title againt BOX!

(Crowd pops.)

Axe: And he refs in this match which is about to happen shortly, however since there are no rules all he has to do is make the count. And since we can do anything I thought I'd bring just a few toys.

King: A few? It looks like a whole aisle at Home Depot!

Axe: But I'll say it again...put the kids to bed or cover their eyes this match won't be pretty...and it will be hard to find out who the real winner was after all this! However that's what being hardcore is all about...and trust me it is my haven...my playground of destruction!

Axe: So Lowe...enough talk....enough hype...let's get this started and I plan to bring you over the border...to Loner's Landing!

(Axe hands the microphone back to the ring announcer as he goes to his corner resting his arms on the ropes waiting for the bell and the match to officially begin.)

JR: Put the kids to bed this isn't going to be pleasant folks!

King: Where's the popcorn?!

Fighting out of Phoenix, AZ...
Weighing in at 255 pounds...

LoweDown

PA:YA FEEL ME?!?

(Suddenly, "Fever Dog" by Stillwater begins to play as Lowedown, Flame, and Dozer make their way
out of the entrance way to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown is holding a steel chair in one hand and a
baseball bat in the other. Both hands are heavily taped as his right hand has a pair of brass knuckles.
Lowedown looks at Flame and then Dozer as he pops his neck and then rushes towards the ring...)

JR:Lowedown suddenly rushes at Axe before the bell and takes him down with a foot ball tackle.
Lowedown begins throwing hard rights and lefts to the head of Axe as he doesn't wait for the bell to ring
to start the match. Lowedown gets back on his feet and already sees a trickle of blood coming down the
face of Axe as he drives his foot down into the chest of Axe to keep him down on the mat...)

*DING! DING!*

JR:This match is officially underway and Lowedown isn't wasting any time on taking down Axe!

King:He's been the Hardcore champion before and Lowedown knows what it takes to win these kinds
of matches!

JR:Lowedown grabs a hold of Axe by the throat and forces him off the mat and into the corner!
Lowedown is now driving his shoulder into the ribs of Axe early in this match! Lowedown rises
up and grabs the back of Axe's neck and drives the top of his head!

King:Lowedown is starting on the face and chest of Axe early in this match!

(Lowedown whips Axe across the ring and into the opposite turnbuckle and follows right behind him with
a clothesline that rocks Axe's head back. Lowedown whips Axe out of the corner and follows behind him
with a dropkick to the back of the neck. Lowedown pops back up on his feet and nails Axe with another
dropkick to the neck. Lowedown quickly rolls Axe back onto his stomach and nails Axe with a legdrop on
the back of the neck and shoulders. Lowedown smiles as he drives a hard fist down into the side of the head
of Axe. The brass knuckles on his hand leave an imprint on the forehead of Axe as he tries to cover up from
the shots. Lowedown picks up Axe off of the mat and hoists him up for a scoop slam, but then sets him upside
down in the corner. Lowedown backs away only a few steps and then catches the face of Axe with a
shoulderblock. Lowedown rolls out of the ring for a moment and walks around behind the body of Axe...)

JR:Lowedown is outside of the ring and he has picked up his bat and he's now choking the life out of Axe!

King:Look how hard he's pulling back on the neck of Axe! YAHHH!

(Lowedown slides back into the ring and pulls Axe out of the corner...)

JR: Lowedown whips Axe into the ropes and catches him with a hard elbowsmash that almost sends Axe out of
the ring! Lowedown backs up and then clotheslines Axe out of the ring and follows out after him. Lowedown
stomps away on the chest and head of Axe as the crowd watches on and is cheering him on!

King:This is a sick crowd!

(Lowedown then grabs the ankles of Axe and drives his fist into the groin right in front of Box. Lowedown then picks
up Axe and throws him chest first into the announce table. Lowedown rushes over and grabs the top of the steel
steps and looks to make sure Box is watching before suddenly slamming it into the back of Axe's chest and
watches him drop to the concrete floor. Lowedown throws the steel steps down as he then grabs a hold of Axe
by the back of the head and places him between his legs....)

JR:What is he going to do here?

King:I think I need to move my crown!
(Lowedown hoists Axe up in the air and then spins him around just long enough to drop Axe right down onto his right shoulder
down onto the announce table. Axe's shoulder hits one of the monitors cutting his shoulder open...)

As soon as the bell sounds Axe comes flying towards Lowedown like a bat out of hell and gives him a shoulderblock sending him slightly off his feet.Axe follows up with a kick right to the groin and a thumb to the eye followed by a quick Russian legsweep.

JR: Axe already using dirty tactics.

King: There's no rules JR!

Lowedown gets up rather quickly but gets kicked in the gut leaving a cut and is bleeding slightly as Axe points to his Doc Martins and smiles.

JR: OH LORD! He's got barbed-wire boots!

King: Yahh!

Axe rakes Lowedown's eyes and whips him to the ropes and waits for him to return delivering a hip-toss followed by a dropkick right into the spine of Lowe. Axe takes advantage and begins to choke Lowe with his boot while holding the ropes. Box comes over but Axe stops and starts yelling at Box telling him to back off.

King: Axe might want to turn around!

JR: Axe has turned around and OH! What a shoulderbreaker from Lowedown!

Lowedown goes to get Axe by his feet but gets his eyes raked yet again followed by a knee-lift. Axe grabs Lowe's head and drives it towards the turnbuckle slamming it against the pad repeatedly.reaching the count of eight before stopping as Lowedown staggers out only to be caught in an Atomic Drop followed by a small package with Axe using the tights for leverage.

JR: Axe has the damn tights! But Box has already seen it and won't count!

Axe decides not to react and instead begins to stomp away on Lowedown's chest and holds the ropes while doing so and follows up with a boot scrape across the face before receiving a series of elbows to chest. Axe begins to dig his fingers into Lowedown's eyes as Lowe lets out a small yell as Axe digs deeper.

JR: This is sick!

King: What are you talking about? It's great!

Axe stops and grabs Lowedown's legs splitting them open and kicks him in the groin before walking over to one of his duffel bags and opening it revealing a staple gun.

JR: NO! Axe has got that damn staple gun! Don't do it!

King: Do it!

Axe looks at the staple gun and raises it the crowd with a mixed reaction. Axe like a man possessed begins to punch staples into Lowedown's forehead repeatedly like there's no tomorrow!

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

Axe bashes Lowedown with the staple gun across the side of the head before placing some staples in Lowedown's chest.

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

Axe begins popping them all over Lowedown as the crowd looks in shock.

*CLICK! CLICK!*

*CLICK! CLICK!*

*CLICK! CLICK!* CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

*CLICK!*

Axe bashes Lowedown across the face one last time before dropping the staple gun leaving Lowe's forehead bleeding like a faucet.

JR: That was just a sick display of violence! This should be stopped!
Axe is now getting a bloodied Lowe to his feet and OH! He just delivered a knifehand chop to the chest of Lowe! And another! A third! A fourth! Lowe delivers one back! And another! He's fighting back! Here's a NO! DAMMIT TO HELL! Axe just headbutted him!

Axe drags Lowedown to the corner and begins to stomp away at the stomach leaving cuts with the barbed wire wrapped around his Doc Martins before going over to his duffel bag looking for another weapon.

JR: Axe is now getting something else and it's a telephone!

King: Maybe he's going to make a call! HA! HA!

Axe walks over to Lowedown and swings back the telephone before sending it over Lowe's head.

*SMASH!*

Buttons and plastic fly everywhere as Axe gets an idea. He begins to wrap the long cord around Lowedown's neck and attaches it to one of the ropes. He gets a groggy and bloody Lowedown to his feet before sending him over with a clothesline as Lowe is literally hung by the cord wrapped around his neck and tied to the ropes.

JR: He's going to suffocate Box needs to stop this dammit!

King: Lowe is all hung up! HA! HA!

Box tries to intervene but Axe gives him a slight push grabbing a pair of scissors.

JR: I don't like the look of this!

Axe goes to cut it free but stops as the crowd boos. He quickly goes over to his bag again and pulls out a small bag. Axe dumps the contents onto the outside mats as they twinkle in the lights.

JR: OH MY GOD! There thumbtacks!

Axe dumps every single thumbtack before finally cutting the cord as Lowedown falls onto thumbtacks and tries to get his breath his face red and not from the blood.

JR: Axe is now going to the top turnbuckle!
He's jumped off and he's going for a leg-drop right o-NO! Lowedown rolled out of the way and Axe landed on some of those thumbtacks!

Axe rolls in pain with several thumbtacks stuck in his arms, chest and skin. He is slow getting to his feet but notices the BBQ and smiles making his way over bringing it near Lowe who is gotten up onto one knee. Axe gives an elbowsmash to the back of the head followed by a kidney punch before sending Lowedown's head onto the BBQ lid. Axe opens the lid and places Lowe's head onto the grill and begins slamming the metal lid repeatedly smiling.

JR: This is just disgusting! Axe is smiling!

Axe stops and begins to turn the dials on the propane tank and makes some adjustments on the BBQ but grabs a flipper for burgers and slices it across the forehead of Lowedown who begins to bleed more. He then smacks him with it across the face. Axe digs in his pockets and pulls out a box of matches and strikes one placing it onto the BBQ as it starts.

JR: OH MY GOD! NO! Axe has just put Lowedown's head against that burning hot grill!

King: Time for some BBQ JR! Where's your sauce? HA! HA!

JR: This isn't funny King! Lowedown could be seriously injured!

Axe lifts Lowedown's head and grabs his hand placing that down as Lowedown screams. Axe turns it off and grabs the propane tank and sends it over Lowe's head.

*CLANG!*

*CLANG!*

*CLANG!*

Lowedown is down on the mat as Axe drops it on his chest. He then lifts the BBQ and drops it over Lowedown before going to one of his shopping carts grabbing a 2X4 and a aluminum baseball bat. He takes the 2x4 and charges cracking it over Lowedown's side, followed by several shots to the stomach and finally the head. Axe begins to rub the 2x4 deep into Lowe's forehead before finally driving it into his ribs several times.

JR: Axe has done enough! This is inhumane!
He's got that damn baseball bat now!

Axe goes over to the cart again and takes out a pair of handcuffs and drags Lowedown over to the steel post where he attaches them. Axe kicks the steel steps out of the way and begins batting practice.

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRRACK!*

KIng: I think that left a dent!

Axe begins to slam the bat into Lowedown's ribs and then begins to work away at his legs slamming the bat over and over across his legs not letting up until finally giving one last shot right to the jaw. Axe drops the bat but digs in his other pocket sliding out some brass knuckles as he repeatedly punches away Lowedown who is a bloody mess.

JR: That's enough! Lowedown is going to need some medical attention!

Box finally comes in and forces Axe to unlock the cuffs. Axe does so and slides Lowedown back in the ring but goes over to his cart and throws it over the ropes. Axe lifts up the apron and pulls out two tables pushing them in. As Axe is about to enter the ring Flame mists him in the eyes blinding him.

LoweDown nails Axe with a DDT.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown whips Axe into the ropes.
LoweDown almost takes Axe's head off with a flying clothesline
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown executes the Stinger Splash on Axe.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown asks the fans what they want to see.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown nails Axe with a spinebuster.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown runs into the ropes.
LoweDown executes a sidewalk slam on Axe.
LoweDown goes for a Gorilla Press, but Axe blocks it.
Axe whips LoweDown into the turnbuckle, but LoweDown reverses it.
Axe comes back and rocks LoweDown with a clothesline.
Axe punches LoweDown.
Quite a few boos are audible.

JR: IT’S TOTAL CHAOS IN THERE KING!!!
King: BOX HAS LOST CONTROL OF THIS MATCH!!!
JR: I DON’T THINK BOX EVER WANTED CONTROL OF THIS MATCH!!
King: LOOK AT BOX, THIS GUY IS NUTS!!
 
JR: Box is standing in the corner of the ring smoking a cigar while Lowedown and Axe work each other over.
 
King: Is that a Cuban? I heard Box is a Dominican man.
 
JR: Axe has Lowedown in a chokehold with the ropes.
 
King: THERE’S NO WAY THAT’S LEGAL, EVEN BY BOX’S STANDARDS!!
 
JR: BOX HAS STANDARDS?
 
King: Point taken.
 
JR: Lowedown mule kicks his way out of the chokehold and Axe falls to the ground.
Lowedown frees himself from the ropes and walks over to Box.
Lowedown is verbally berating the Boxman and gesturing to his throat.
Box is yelling something back at Lowedown.
Lowedown yells back at Box.
Box takes his cigar and throws it into the crowd.
 
King: AHHH!!! A FLYING STOGIE!!!
 
(A fan wearing a t-shirt that reads, “Star Wars Episode III: Revenge Of The Sith” gets hit in the face with the flying cigar and falls backwards sending a jumbo sized nacho and a large diet Pepsi soaring back into the crowd.)
 
JR: Axe seizes the moment and rolls up Lowedown for the pin.
 
Box: 1…
2…
 
JR: LOWEDOWN KICKS UP!!! LOWEDOWN KICKS UP!!!
 
LoweDown punches Axe.
LoweDown hits Axe.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
LoweDown nails Axe with a spinebuster.
LoweDown hits Axe.
LoweDown kicks Axe.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown kicks Axe.

JR: Lowedown looks over at the corner and climbs up to the top rope. Lowedown looks down as he "paints the picture" and

then leaps off the top rope and comes crashing down with the flying elbowdrop right on the back of Axe's shoulder. Axe

clutches his shoulder as Lowedown pops back on his feet and shakes off his arm for a moment. Lowedown looks down and

then makes his way back up to the top rope once again. Lowedown wastes no time as he leaps off once again and comes

crashing down on the shoulder of Axe for a second time.Axe remians motionless as Lowedown shakes off his elbow again as he gives

the signal for the Downtime. Lowedown wraps his arm around the neck of Axe and places Axe's arm behind his leg and

executes the Downtime...)

JR:Lowedown may have Axe locked up for good here!

King:I think Axe is about to fall asleep!

JR:Wait a minute! Lowedown just released the Downtime on Axe?

King:I don't think he's done with Axe yet!

JR: LoweDown goes for a pumphandle slam, but Axe blocks it.
Axe hoists LoweDown high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends LoweDow
n crashing hard to the mat.
Axe goes for a vertical suplex, but LoweDown blocks it.
LoweDown executes a DDT on Axe.
The crowd is giving LoweDown a standing ovation.
LoweDown executes a DDT on Axe.
LoweDown executes a flying elbowdrop on Axe.
Box counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.

Axe has a crimson mask and looks like he's been through hell and back but manages to set up both tables side by side. Axe grabs Lowedown and kicks him in the gut and stuffs his head between his legs before lifting him high in the air and dropping him for a powerbomb onto the tables as they shatter. Axe goes over to the cart and grabs his nine-iron.

JR: Axe now has a golf club! He's waiting for Lowedown to get up!
Finally Lowe is getting up get out of there!

Lowedown turns around and...

*THWWWACK!*

Axe levels Lowedown with a shot to the head sending Lowedown to the mat as Axe goes over to his cart again and pulls out a steel chair and opens it up. He grabs Lowedown's head and wedges it between the chair before going up to the middle turnbuckle where he launches off with an elbow drop onto the chair which is wedged between Lowe's head.

JR: OH MY GAWD! I think Axe might have injured himself while doing that!

Axe rolls in pain obviously doing a lot of damage to his elbow and gets out of the ring attending his other cart pulling out a garbage bag before slowly getting in. Axe removes the chair and manages to Lowedown in the corner where he opens the garbage bag and begins to smash Lowedown over the head with dishes, glasses, cups, baking pans, signs.

*CRACK!*

*SMASH!*

*CLANG!*

Axe continues until all the contents are empty and then goes for the cover.

JR: One....two....thre-Lowedown has his feet on the rope somehow!

Axe goes over to his cart and grabs two paint cans and swings them wildly knocking Lowedown in the ribs and one over the head. Axe goes to the cart and picks it up and decides to drop it down on the back of Lowedown and again and once more.

Axe goes outside to his other carts and hauls them into the ring but falls on the mat completely exhausted. He manages to get up almost being counted out and pulls out some barbed wire and drops it near the ropes. He goes over to Lowedown and drags his legs before dropping down and sending him into the ropes with a hotshot. Axe grabs the barbed wire and begins to choke him with it as it digs into his neck.

JR: THIS IS DISGUSTING! Axe is digging that barbed wire into Lowedown's neck!

Axe continues until finally letting go and grabbing a tennis racket. He goes forward and swings it back before hitting Lowedown across the back several times leaving red marks.

*SMACK!*

*SMACK!*

*SMACK!*

*SMACK!*

Axe gets Lowedown out of the ropes and serves a devastating shot with the tennis racket over Lowedown's head breaking the netting and going right over.

*SMMMMMACK!*

JR: Axe just broke that tennis racket over Lowedown's head!
He's now choking him with it.

Axe pulls on the handle as the racket is around Lowedown's neck and begins to drag him around until spinning before throwing him to the mat. Axe takes the racket off and goes to the corner removing the padding where he picks up Lowedown kicks him with his barbed Doc Martins and powerbombs him into the corner his back exposed to the metal turnbuckle. He picks him up again and does it a second time.

Axe goes for a powerslam, but LoweDown counters it with a lariat.
In turn, Axe counters it with a duck-down move.
Axe goes for a running driving kneelift, but LoweDown blocks it.
LoweDown almost takes Axe's head off with a short clothesline
LoweDown smacks Axe with a devastating flying clothesline .
The crowd is giving LoweDown a standing ovation.
LoweDown takes Axe down with a sidewalk slam.
LoweDown asks the fans what they want to see.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown runs into the ropes.
Axe uses a dropkick on LoweDown.
Axe goes for a running driving kneelift, but LoweDown blocks it.

Axe has several panes of glass stacked on top of each other on the outside of the ring. Axe goes charging forward but Lowedown moves and sends Axe over as he goes through the panes of glass as the crowd go nuts.

CROWD: HOLY *BLEEP!* HOLY *BLEEP!* HOLY *BLEEP!* HOLY *BLEEP!* HOLY *BLEEP!*

Axe cut to ribbons and bleeding profusely has a hard time getting up and Lowedown is to the outside and comes for the attack but gets caught with a quick drope-toe-hold sending Lowedown's jaw onto the guard rail making a sick noise.

JR: MY GAWD! I think Lowedown might have broken his jaw!
Axe has a bottle of pepper spray! He's going over to the Lowedown! OH NO! He's spraying it in the eyes blinding him!

Axe slumps to get rest as Lowedown is completely blind staggering everywhere. Axe finally gets to his feet and looks over at the crate and smiles. He manages to get the crate into the ring and opens it up.

JR: What is in there?!

Axe begins to dump the contents all over the canvas as Box is quick to jump onto a nearby turnbuckle.

JR: THERE MOUSE TRAPS!!!

Axe standing on the steps goes over to Lowe bringing him up the steps and manages to heave him onto the canvas.

*SNAP!*

*SNAP!*

*SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!*

*SNAP! SNAP!*

*SNAP!*

The more Lowedown moves the more mouse traps go off flying everywhere as Axe laughs. Axe enters the ring carefully and gets Lowedown up on his feet and kicks him in the gut and executes The Loner's Landing. Not satisfied, Axe goes to one of his duffel bags and finds a bunch of light tubes.

JR: OH COME ON! THAT'S ENOUGH!

Axe grabs a light tube and swings back before shattering it over Lowedown cutting him to pieces. He grabs another and does the same. A third and finally a forth before getting Lowedown back up and executing The Loner's Landing a second time. However Axe still isn't happy and goes outside the ring where he pulls out a ladder and goes up the ramp where he places it on the stage. He then jogs back down and gets Lowedown out of the ring punching and kicking to keep him down and stop him from attacking as they reach the stage. Axe takes Lowedown up the ladder as it begins to move slightly. Finally reaching the top Axe tosses Lowedown to the ground below onto tables and equipment as the crowd are in shock.

JR: OH MY GAWD! Lowedown has to be seriously injured! WAIT! Axe is-NO!

Axe launches off the ladder with a legdrop and connects. He picks up Lowedown and drags him to the ring where he manages to get him back in and pulls out a roll of barbed-wire where Axe wraps it around his entire body.

JR: He is insane!

King: DUH!!

Axe gets Lowedown and hooks him up for a belly-to-back suplex digging the barbed wire into his flesh as he executes it. He then drops an elbow, followed by another cutting Lowedown's flesh with the wire. Axe gets Lowedown up again and executes The Loner's Landing before hooking the leg.

JR: THE NEWCOMER JUST MIGHT MAKE THE UPSET OF THE CENTURY!!
 
King: I THOUGHT BOX VS. TYRONE WAS THE UPSET OF THE CENTURY?
 
JR: C’mon King, if Axe beats Lowedown, then that’s a bigger upset than Box vs. Tyrone.
 
JR: Axe is going for a pin….
 
King: WHERE’S BOX??
 
JR: I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS….
 
JR: Box is standing ringside drinking a beer while signing autographs for a few fans wearing TCW gear. A large breasted women partially exposes herself so that Bartelstein can autograph her hooters.
One of the fans is motioning towards the ring. Box rolls into the ring and starts the count…
 
Box: 1…
 
JR: LOWEDOWN KICKS OUT!!!
 
King: AXE HAD HIM BEAT JR!!!
 
JR: AXE HAD LOWEDOWN PINNED FOR A TEN COUNT KING AND THE BOXMAN WAS SIGNING AUTOGRAPHS.
 
King: WELL…IT IS ABOUT THE RATINGS!!!
 
JR: LoweDown executes a boot to face on Axe.
LoweDown uses a spinebuster on Axe.
The crowd erupts.
LoweDown uses a spear on Axe.
LoweDown almost takes Axe's head off with a short clothesline
LoweDown hits Axe with a boot to face.
LoweDown hits Axe with a pumphandle slam.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for LoweDown.
LoweDown uses a Gorilla Press on Axe.
The crowd is giving LoweDown a standing ovation.
LoweDown almost takes Axe's head off with a flying clothesline
LoweDown hits Axe with a dropkick.
LoweDown executes a spear on Axe.

JR:Lowedown is pulling a ladder out from underneath the ring and he's
sliding it into the ring!

King:Lowedown is looking for another Hardcore title reign!

(Lowedown slides the ladder into the ring and catches Axe right in the face.
Lowedown climbs back into the ring and picks up the ladder and holds it high
in the air and slams it down on the lower back of Axe. Lowedown holds it up
again and drives it down once more. Lowedown opens the ladder up and rolls
Axe in between it. Lowedown pushes the ladder down on the chest of Axe and
then suddenly leaps up and lands on the top of the ladder with his
backside...)

JR:Lowedown just crushed the chest of Axe!

King:He's giving Axe no space!

JR:Lowedown picks up Axe and places him on the top turnbuckle! Lowedown is now

driving that brass knuckled fist into the forehead of Axe! Axe is bleeding like

a stuck pig!

King:I think Lowedown is going for the Jackhammer!

(Lowedown climbs up to the 2nd turnbukle and places his arm on the neck of Axe

and then balances himself up onto the top turnbuckle with Axe and then hoists him

high up in the air and then begins to fall backwards. Before both men hit the mat,

Lowedown manages to spin his upper body over and lands right on top of Axe. Lowedown

slowly rolls back around the body of Axe and locks on the Downtime once more. Lowedown

wrenches back hard on the shoulder of Axe in an attempt to get a submisssion...)

Axe is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Axe is inching his way towards the ropes.
Axe summons one last burst of energy.
Axe submits after 14 seconds.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is LoweDown!

KING: Box is going right after Lowedown!

JR: THE BOXMAN CERTAINLY SEEMS TO BE AT AN ADVANTAGE TAKING ON A WEAKENED OPPONENT!!!
 
King: THIS OPPONENT DOESN’T LOOK TOO WEAKENED JR!!
 
JR: Lowedown has Box locked into a sleeper hold.
Box is wavering.
The referee is checking Box’s arm.
Box’s arm rises and falls.
The referee lifts Box’s arm again.
Box raises his fist in the air defiantly.
Bartelstein reverse headbutts his opponent, breaking the hold.
Lowedown staggers backwards with blood dripping from his nose.
 
JR: BOX DRAWS BLOOD!!! BOX DRAWS BLOOD!!!
 
JR: Box bounces off the ropes and gives his opponent a running punch to the nose causing further blood loss.
Lowedown falls out of the ring.
 
Box pursues his opponent to the outside of the ring.
Box grabs his opponent and drags him over to the announcer’s table.
 
King: LOOKOUT JR, WE BETTER MAKE SOME ROOM!!!
 
JR: BOX HAS NO RESPECT, NONE AT ALL. HE COULD CRIPPLE HIS OPPONENT!!!
 
JR: Box rolls his opponent onto the announcer’s table and grabs a folding chair.
Box lets loose with a primal roar.
 
Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!! TCW!!!
 
JR: Box crushes the abdomen of his opponent with numerous chair shots.
Box laughs psychotically and smashes the chair vertically down onto the opponent’s nose furthering the damage.
 
King: SOMEBODY WILL NEED PLASTIC SURGERY!!!
 
JR: Box climbs on top of the announcer’s table and lifts his opponent to his feet.
Box lifts the opponent up in the air and smashes the announcer’s table with a jumping piledriver.
 
JR: MY GOD!!! MY GOD!!! BOX HAS JUST DESTROYED THAT MAN!!! HIS HEAD WENT STRAIGHT THRU THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE AND BOUNCED OFF THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!

Box smacks LoweDown with a devastating short clothesline .
LoweDown is starting to bleed.
Box whips LoweDown into the guardrail.
Box hits LoweDown with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Box hits a belly-to-belly suplex on LoweDown.
Box throws LoweDown into the guardrail.
Box takes LoweDown down with a fallaway slam.
Box reenters the ring.
LoweDown follows him back in.
Box hits LoweDown with a flying legdrop.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, kickout.
Box takes LoweDown down with a big boot to the face.
Box uses a flying legdrop on LoweDown.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Box quickly rolls out under the bottom rope.
He brings a cup of Diet Coke into the ring.
Box hits him with the cup of Diet Coke.

(Lowedown shoves Box into the ropes and delivers a thunderous knife edge chop that rocks

him back. Lowedown whips Box into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Box ducks and nails

Lowedown with a kick to the gut and then delivers a hard right hand of his own. Lowedown takes a step

back as Box nails him once again and then falls back against the ropes. Lowedown catches Box with a

thumb to the eye and then drills him a european uppercut that sends him to the mat. Lowedown

drives a boot right to the stomach of Box and then catches him with a short clothesline...)

JR:Lowedown is really trying to become the Hardcore champion once again!

King:He went all out on Box that's for sure!

JR:Lowedown just threw Box outside to the floor and he's going out after him!

(Lowedown slides out behind Box and drives his foot right into Box's chest. Lowedown then grabs a hold

of Box and picks him off the floor. Lowedown grabs Box by the neck again and launches him right into

the ringpostjj,. Lowedown stares at the facial expression on Box as he grabs a hold of Box again and

goes to throw him into the steel ringpost again. Lowedown manages to pick up Box and drops him

chest first onto the steel steps.. Lowedown clutches his chest for a moment as Lowedown catches Box

with a t-bone suplex outside the ring...)

JR:GOOD LORD! Lowedown caught Box with a t-bone suplex! Box wasn't expecting that! I think he landed on his head!

LoweDown goes for a Gorilla Press, but Box counters it with a facerake.
Box hits him with a cup of Diet Coke.
Box hits LoweDown with a dropkick to the knee.
Box kicks LoweDown.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
LoweDown chops Box.
Box chops LoweDown.
Box is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Box hits LoweDown.
LoweDown chops Box.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
LoweDown chops Box.
The crowd is giving LoweDown a standing ovation.
LoweDown goes for a DDT, but Box counters it with a backdrop.
Box hits him with a cup of Diet Coke.
Box hits a big boot to the face on LoweDown.
Box is getting a ticked look amidst all the boos.
Box hits him with a cup of Diet Coke.
Box nails LoweDown with throat punch.
Box takes a swing at LoweDown with the cup of Diet Coke, but he
gets out of the way.
LoweDown snatches the cup of Diet Coke from him.
LoweDown hits him with the cup of Diet Coke.

(Lowedown grabs a hold of Box's tights and picks him up in a military press. Lowedown looks right over at Flame and

suddenly rushes towards the ropes and throws Scotty over the top rope with such force that it sends Box almost into

the laps of JR and the King. Lowedown staggers back for a moment and looks down at Box on the floor and climbs out

of the ring after him. Lowedown stands on the apron and then leaps off and lands on the stomach of Box and takes the

breath out of him. Lowedown looks around for a moment and then begins to stomp away on the chest of Box before

pointing towards the steel ringpost again...)


JR: Lowedown blindsides Box with a poke to the eye and then nails him with a short clothesline to the mat. Lowedown

attempts to catch Box with an elbowsmash, but misses and spins around with a hell kick.. Lowedown smiles as he picks

up Box again and presses him high above his head and then launches him right into the steel ringpost head first.Lowedown's path!

King:I think I saw Box's teeth fly out!

(Lowedown picks up Axe off of the mat and drives his head between his legs. Lowedown slowly places one arm behind Axe's back

and then brings Box's other arm behind him and then hoists Box up in the air.Lowedown leans over to see the blood dripping

down on the mat as he slowly sets Box down on the mat and then hoists him up again. Lowedown keeps Box upside down

as he the crowd continues to chant for Lowedown...)

JR:Lowedown has Box upside down with the Bloodflow and now he's going to try and end it now!

(Lowedown sets Box's feet on the floor and then places his head between his legs before hoisting him up and nailing Box with a

powerbomb. Lowedown staggers back for a moment before picking up Box once again and setting him up for another powerbomb.

Lowedown hoists him up again and drives him down even harder as Box's head bounces off the mat. Lowedown rushes to the corner

and climbs up to the top rope. Flame climbs to the apron and hands Lowedown a baseball bat as she slides off the apron. Lowedown

leaps off the top rope and comes crashing down onto the body of Box with the baseball bat watches it shatter into pieces...)

King:YAHHHH! I think Lowedown just made a hundred toothpicks!

JR:Lowedown is going for the Downtime!

Box tries to escape the hold.
Box tries to fight the pain.
Box submits after 49 seconds.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner and NEW Hardcore Champion is LoweDown!

JR: We'll be right back!

KING: Wait! I've got it! I know who Hush is!

JR: Who is he, King?

KING: He's really Latino Heat coming back for the 1444124th time!

JR: Well, maybe...l

>>>

(The Bruisertron lights up and shows Shane standing by with Slim Jim. Shane
has his title draped over his shoulder.)

Slim: I'm here with the T.V. champ Shane Perish. Shane tonight you defend
your title against Witherspoon in an I quit match. You.ve got to be feeling
the adreneline pumping through your body as you anxiously await your match.
What thoughts are racing through your head tonight?

Shane: Simple, the very thought of hearing Witherspoon's voice in agony
declaring he quits. Tonight I'm going to give the Ogre his match I promised
him. But I also said i got to pick the stips which I did. The "I quit" match
was all my idea. I want to show Witherspoon why he isn't in my league.

Slim: An "I quit" match however is still very qrueling and physical. You're
sure your up to the task of facing an athlete the caliber of Witherspoon?

Shane: I'm positive. If I wasn't i wouldn't have taken the chance. It's like
they say never gamble on something unless it's a sure deal.

Slim: Doesn't that remove the gambling altogether?

Shane: See what I mean Slim. Now If you'll excuse me i have to go prove how
good I am again.

(Shane walks off as the camera fades.)

>>>

KING: Wait! I've got it! I know who Hush is!

JR: Who is he, King?

KING: He's really Cash Flo coming back for the 25418th time!

JR: Well, maybe...let's get to the next match!

>>>

LILLY: This contest is an I-quit-no-DQ-no-countout match scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Hailing from Los Angeles...
Weighing in at 267 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
Shane "Sy" Perish

(The lights in the arena dim to black.)

PA: Witherspoon tonight you will PERISH!!!

(A blinding flash goes off with a thunderous boom. "Superstar 2" By Saliva
hits the PA system and blue laser lights go over the crowd accompanied by
gold strobes. Shane swaggers out with determination from behind the curtain
he's met with an unlimited amount of boo's and heckling. Shane has his T.V.
title draped over his shoulder. Shane stand at the top of the ramp sneering
at the booing crowd.)

JR: This crowd here tonight in Pittsburg hates Shane with a passion.

King: Doesn't matter their not in his match tonight so it's not like he
should care.

JR: But he does King see the sneering he's expelling towards the crowd.

(Shane starts walking down the ramp and slides in the ring. Shane walks
aroudn the ring and holds his belt high above his head. He walks over and
hands it to the ref. Shane paces in the ring and waits for Witherspoon to
come out.)


LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Minneapolis...
Weighing in at 300 pounds...

Witherspoon

PA: LOOKIN BACK AT ME!!

(Pyro’s shoot from the stage and explode in the air as Crossfade’s Cold blares from the speakers. Witherspoon walks out onto the stage and points around the crowd roars their approval.)

JR: Tonight Witherspoon is facing Shane Perish for the TV title!

King: Spoon is going to get killed!

(Witherspoon walks to the ring and slides in, going to each turnbuckle in turn, and slapping his fist against his chest and spreading his arms out. After he does that for each one he jumps down and rips his shirt off. Blue pyro’s shoot from the turnbuckles and he tosses his shirt into the crowd.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

JR: Witherspoon and Shane lock up in the center of the ring
Witherspoon throws Shane to the ground
Witherspoon flexes
The crowd cheers loudly
Shane and Witherspoon lock up again and Witherspoon pushes Shane into the turnbuckel
Witherspoon lays a few chops to Shanes chest
Witherspoon backs off
Shane and Witherspoon exchange punches in the ring
Witherspoon floors Shane with a huge clothesline

King: Get up Shane!

JR: Witherspoon is using his massie strength to just throw Shane around like a rag doll!

JR: Witherspoon suplexes Shane
Witherspoon keeps the hold and suplexes shane again
Witherspoon keeps the hold and once again suplexes Shane

King: When is this going to stop!

(Witherspoon once again lifts Shane into the air, holding it and letting Shane's blood drain to his head before slaming him to the mat)

JR: That had to hurt!

King: Four Suplexes in a row! Witherspoon is a beast!

JR: Witherspoon locks in a head lock on Shane
Shane fights to break free
The ref checks on Shane
Witherspoon tightens the hold
The ref asks Shane if he wants to quit
Shane batles out of the hold

JR: Shane looking a little groggy from that

JR: Shane trys to whip Witherspoon into the ropes, but Witherspoon reverses it
Witherspoon clothes lines Shane Perish from the ring to the floor below
Witherspoon jumps on the ropes and screams down at the prone form of Shane
The crowd's cheers are defening

Shane Perish hits Witherspoon.
Shane Perish punches Witherspoon.
You could hear a pin drop.
Witherspoon chops Shane Perish.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Witherspoon punches Shane Perish.
Witherspoon hits Shane Perish.
Witherspoon is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon.
Witherspoon kicks Shane Perish.
Witherspoon is met with a "Just go home" chant.

JR: Shane floors Witherspoon with a clothesline!
Shane locks in a Texas Clover leaf
Witherspoon struggles to reach the ropes
The ref checks on Witherspoon
Witherspoon fights the pain
Witherspoon slowly drags him and Shane towards the ropes and grabs on
Shane drops the hold
Shane and Witherspoon exchange blows
Shane goes for a neck breaker, but Witherspoon counters with a hangman
Witherspoon head buts Shane
Witherspoon Hits a haymaker to Shanes gut
Witherspoon slams Shane into the mat with a crucifix
Witherspoon locks in a Boston Crab

King: Oh No!

JR: It could be over here folks! Witherspoon has Shane in the middle of the ring and has locked in that Boston crab!

JR: Shane is screaming in pain
the ref is checkin on shane
Witherspoon leans back farther
Shane screams and tries to claw his way to the ropes
Witherspoon drags him back in
The crowd is cheering loudly
Jackelyn J Jumps on the apron

(Witherspoon drops the hold and stands up, slowly shaking his head at Jackelyn J Her eyes grow wide and she hops down)

JR: Shane throws Witherspoon from the ring to the ground
Shane slides out and lays into Spoon with his boots
Shane goes to slam Witherspoon's head into the steps, but Witherspoon stops him with his boot
Witherspoon slams Shane's head into the steps, cutting his forehead open
Witherspoon whips Shane into the guard rail
Shane tries to hit Witherspoon with a clothesline, but Witherspoon hits him with a big boot to the face
Witherspoon whips Shane into the steal steps, knocking them oer

King: Yeah!

JR: Shane hit those steps with his already sore back!

King: Look at him, he's bleeding from his face like some one turned on a faucet!

JR: Witherspoon rolls Shane back into the ring
Witherspoon climbs to the top rope and beats his fist and his chest, then raises it in the air
The crowd cheers echo through the building
Witherspoon jumps off the rope and stomps on Shane's back

Witherspoon catches Shane Perish in a hangman.
Shane Perish is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Shane Perish breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a piledriver.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a sidewalk slam.
Shane Perish gets the Texas Cloverleaf on Witherspoon.
Witherspoon is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Witherspoon manages to grab the ropes after holding out for 7 seconds.
Shane Perish uses a superkick on Witherspoon.

JR: Shane throws Witherspoon into the ref, knocking them both to the ground
Shane slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair
Shane slides back in and Hits Witherspoon as he stands up, busting him open

King: Both men are bleeding! I love this!

(Shane sets the chair up and throws Witherspoon in the ropes. Shane goes for a back breaker, but Spoon reverses it by kicking Shane in the gut. Witherspoon lifts Shane up in a Crucifix and stares down at the chair)

King: YEAH!

JR: Oh Dear god!

(Witherspoon slams Shane into the chair, the chair closing around his head and causes him to flip in the air and land on his back with the chair around his head)

Crowd: HOLY *BLEEP*!!! HOLY *BLEEP*!!!

JR: Oh dear god what is going to happen now!

JR: Witherspoon pulls the chair from Shane's head and throws it from the ring
Witherspoon nudges Shane with his boot
Witherspoon lifts Shane's arm up and watches it fall
The crowd starts Chanting Witherspoon
Witherspoon goes over to the ref and shakes him up, pointing at Shane
Shane springs to his feet and nearly takes Spoon's head off with a clothesline!

King: See JR Shane was just playin Possum!

JR: Yes, but that move took a lot out of him, he looks like he's about to collapse at any minute!
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a gutbuster.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
Shane Perish is met with a "Shane Perish sucks" chant.
Shane Perish goes for a piledriver, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish smacks Witherspoon with a devastating clothesline .
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon with reverse suplex.
Shane Perish is met with a "Shane Perish sucks" chant.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish nails Witherspoon with a spinebuster.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon with a shoulderblock.
Shane Perish throws Witherspoon into the turnbuckle, but Witherspoon
reverses it.
Witherspoon charges into the corner, but Shane Perish moves out of the way.
Shane Perish goes for a gutbuster, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon puts Shane Perish in a hangman.
Shane Perish makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Witherspoon punches Shane Perish.
Witherspoon is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Witherspoon punches Shane Perish.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Witherspoon uses a headlock on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon uses haymaker on Shane Perish.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Witherspoon runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon hits Shane Perish with an elbow.
Witherspoon goes for a bearhug, but Shane Perish counters it with a facerake.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Witherspoon goes for a bearhug, but Shane Perish counters it with a punch.
Shane Perish nails Witherspoon with neckbreaker.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Shane Perish goes for a gutbuster, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon goes for a bearhug, but Shane Perish counters it with a facerake.
Shane Perish goes for a backbreaker, but Witherspoon counters it with a facerake
.
Witherspoon uses haymaker on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon cracks his neck and screams "Whoo-a!".
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Witherspoon hits Shane Perish with big boot to face.
Witherspoon locks Shane Perish in a boot choke.
Shane Perish inches his way towards the ropes after holding out for 9 seconds.
Witherspoon goes for a headbutt, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish sends Witherspoon into the turnbuckle, but Witherspoon reverses it.
Witherspoon runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Shane Perish lifts his
knee.
Shane Perish uses a piledriver on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish hits a piledriver on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Witherspoon hits haymaker on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon cracks his neck and screams "Whoo-a!".
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Witherspoon gets a hangman on Shane Perish.
Shane Perish is struggling to reach the ropes.
Shane Perish manages to grab the ropes after 11 seconds.
Witherspoon uses big boot to face on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon catches Shane Perish in a boot choke.
Shane Perish is inching his way towards the ropes.
Shane Perish gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 13 seconds.
Witherspoon executes the Binned on Shane Perish.
Shane Perish is struggling to reach the ropes.
Shane Perish manages to grab the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds.
Witherspoon almost takes Shane Perish's head off with a clothesline
Witherspoon executes a headbutt on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon goes for haymaker, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish gives the sign for the Perisher.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Witherspoon.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon with a clothesline.
Witherspoon falls out of the ring.
Shane Perish rolls out under the bottom rope.
Shane Perish knocks Witherspoon into the ringpost.
Shane Perish knocks Witherspoon into the ringpost.
Witherspoon has been cut open.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the guardrail.
Shane Perish smacks Witherspoon with a devastating clothesline .
Shane Perish knocks Witherspoon into the ringpost.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Shane Perish goes for a backdrop, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon shoves Shane Perish into the guardrail.
Witherspoon uses an arm bar on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon reenters the ring.
Shane Perish rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Witherspoon punches Shane Perish.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Shane Perish kicks Witherspoon.
Witherspoon chops Shane Perish.
Witherspoon is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Witherspoon chops Shane Perish.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Shane Perish punches Witherspoon.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Shane Perish kicks Witherspoon.
Shane Perish uses a sidewalk slam on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish goes for reverse suplex, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon goes for a hangman, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish throws Witherspoon out of the ring.
Shane Perish goes outside.
Shane Perish hoists Witherspoon high into the air with a vertical suplex, then s
ends Witherspoon crashing hard to the mat.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the guardrail.
Shane Perish executes neckbreaker on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish throws Witherspoon into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Shane Perish throws Witherspoon back into the ring.
Shane Perish goes for a backdrop, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon nails Shane Perish with big boot to face.
Witherspoon is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Witherspoon catches Shane Perish in a boot choke.
Shane Perish is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Shane Perish is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Shane Perish manages to grab the ropes after being locked up for 16 seconds.
Witherspoon executes the Binned on Shane Perish.
Shane Perish is struggling to reach the ropes.
Shane Perish tries to fight the pain.
Shane Perish is almost gone.
Bart Farinus tells Shane Perish to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus tells Shane Perish to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Shane Perish nods.
Shane Perish isn't moving anymore.
Bart Farinus checks Shane Perish's arm.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Shane Perish fights his way out of the hold after 55 seconds.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Witherspoon.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Shane Perish goes for a piledriver, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon kicks Shane Perish.
Witherspoon kicks Shane Perish.
Witherspoon whips Shane Perish into the ropes.
Shane Perish goes for a clothesline, but Witherspoon counters it with
a Gorilla Press.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
In turn, Shane Perish counters it with a facerake.
Shane Perish hits reverse suplex on Witherspoon.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the turnbuckle.
Shane Perish charges in with a boot to face, but Witherspoon
moves out of the way.
Witherspoon runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish misses with an elbow.
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a spinebuster.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish goes for a superkick, but Witherspoon ducks out of the way.
Witherspoon nails Shane Perish with big boot to face.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Witherspoon locks Shane Perish in a boot choke.
Shane Perish is struggling to reach the ropes.
Shane Perish is valiantly trying to break the hold.
Shane Perish makes it to the ropes after 13 seconds.
Witherspoon whips Shane Perish into the ropes, but Shane Perish reverses it.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon with a kick.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish goes for a clothesline, but Witherspoon counters it with
a Gorilla Press.
Witherspoon uses big boot to face on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Witherspoon goes for a boot choke, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon hits an ax kick on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon hits a headlock on Shane Perish.
Witherspoon catches Shane Perish in a bearhug.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he should stop the fight.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Shane Perish breaks the hold after 16 seconds.
Shane Perish hoists Witherspoon high into the air with a backdrop, then sends Wi
therspoon crashing hard to the mat.
Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon with a shoulderblock.
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with reverse suplex.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Witherspoon is bleeding profusely.
Shane Perish goes for a backbreaker, but Witherspoon counters it with a facerake
.
Witherspoon kicks Shane Perish.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Shane Perish punches Witherspoon.
Shane Perish punches Witherspoon.
Witherspoon kicks Shane Perish.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Witherspoon kicks Shane Perish.
Shane Perish chops Witherspoon.
Witherspoon hits Shane Perish.
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Witherspoon takes Shane Perish down with big boot to face.
Witherspoon is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Witherspoon cracks his neck and screams "Whoo-a!".
The crowd is going "We want Bart Farinus !".
Witherspoon locks Shane Perish in a boot choke.
Shane Perish breaks the hold after 5 seconds.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Witherspoon.
Shane Perish nails Witherspoon with neckbreaker.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Shane Perish goes for a sidewalk slam, but Witherspoon counters it with a DDT.
Witherspoon executes the Binned on Shane Perish.
Shane Perish tries to escape the hold.
Shane Perish is inching his way towards the ropes.
Shane Perish tries to escape the hold.
Shane Perish is writhing in pain.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he should stop the fight.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's still there.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's had enough.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's had enough.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's still there.
Shane Perish nods.
Shane Perish summons one last burst of energy.
Bart Farinus tells Shane Perish to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus tells Shane Perish to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's still there.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's still there.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's had enough.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he should stop the fight.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Shane Perish may have passed out.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he should stop the fight.
Shane Perish shakes his head.
Bart Farinus asks Shane Perish if he's still there.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus tells Shane Perish to respond or he'll stop the fight.
Shane Perish nods.
Bart Farinus checks Shane Perish's arm.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Shane Perish fights his way out of the hold after 1 minute.

Shane Perish whips Witherspoon into the ropes.
Witherspoon hits Shane Perish with a shoulderblock.
Witherspoon gets a boot choke on Shane Perish.
Bart Farinus checks Shane Perish's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Shane Perish fights his way out of the hold after 16 seconds.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Shane Perish hits Witherspoon.
Shane Perish is met with a "Just go home" chant.
Shane Perish chops Witherspoon.
Shane Perish runs into the ropes.
Shane Perish almost takes Witherspoon's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish takes Witherspoon down with a spinebuster.
Shane Perish hoists Witherspoon high into the air with a vertical suplex, then s
ends Witherspoon crashing hard to the mat.
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Witherspoon blocks it.
Witherspoon nails Shane Perish with big boot to face.
Witherspoon gets a boot choke on Shane Perish.
Shane Perish gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Witherspoon puts Shane Perish in a boot choke.
Shane Perish manages to grab the ropes after 5 seconds.
Witherspoon whips Shane Perish into the ropes.
Witherspoon hits Shane Perish with a kick.
The bell rings. The time limit has expired.

LILLY: The referee rules this match...a draw!

JR: We'll be right...

KING: Wait! I've got it! I know who Hush is!

JR: Who is he, King?

KING: He's really Crystal coming back witout her drag outfit !

JR: Well, maybe...let's get to the next match!

>>>
 

(The camera fades in to show the BMWF Intercontinental Title moving across
the screen, as the camera starts to pan out Hardcore Harry is seen walking
through the hallway when he reaches a door with the name "Scotty Scott" on
it. Harry opens the door and strolls in, Scotty Scott is seen sitting on a
nice white leather couch. Harry walks over and takes a seat across from
Scotty in his big arm chair)

Harry: Your sorry dog you, you have this nice room and I have to change in
the closet of the janitor's closet.

(The two friends laugh and shake hands.)

Harry: Nah I'm just messing with ya brother, how the hell have ya been?

Scotty Scott: Man, it is great bein' outta the big house. I'm just happy ta be where I can slap someone and not go ta jail. I actually missed bein' here. Besides I got some issues that are long from bein' settled.

Harry: I hear ya man, I hear ya. I don't want to give you a lot to think
about with your hard match tonight, I mean that guy is top notch.

(Harry tries to refrain from laughing as he continues)

Harry: But you have to talk to the guys... Z, Iggy and myself are ready to
get this ship back afloat man, what are your plans? I mean ever since you up
and disappeared everything went to hell. So I need a for sure answer from
you man, are you going to get back with us?

Scotty Scott: Ya know... I have been thinkin' 'bout it muhself. Like I said I have missed the Brotherly attitudes we had.

Harry: That is what I want to hear my friend. I am going out there tonight
and I am not going to let you down, I am going to breeze through Dread and
Tamer and bring this to the table when we get up and going again.

Scotty Scott: Ya go out there and show the world why ya were and always will be a proud memba of the Brotherhood. Some time soon.... Everyone's nightmare will be right back in their faces 'gain.

Harry: Well I have to go get ready my man but it was great talking to ya and
I have some great news for Iggy.

(Harry stands up shaking Scotty Scott's hand just before he takes off out of
his locker room. Scotty is seen smiling as the door shuts.)

Fade..

>>>

KING: Wait! I've got it! I know who Hush is!

JR: Who is he, King?

KING: He's really Joe Tunny coming back as Lee Majors!

JR: Lee...? Well, maybe...let's get to the next match!

>>>

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

Introducing first...
The BMWF World Tag Team Champions...
Box...
 
(The Bruisertron blanks out to be replaced by a green screen that reads, “The Following Match Has Not Been Screened For Content, View At Your Own Risk.”)
  
JR: BOX BETTER HAVE A PARTNER FOR THIS MATCH!!! THE ECO SYSTEM IS ONE OF THE MOST DOMINANT TAG TEAMS IN BMWF HISTORY!!
 
King: The Boxman has been on a roll, but he’s gonna need to even the odds against Inferno and Mineral. Have you seen Aquatic lately? WHOAA BABY!!!
 
(“Hellraiser” by Motorhead thunders loudly over the arena speakers as the Bruisertron switches over to a scene of the City Of Chicago. After a few moments, Bob “Box” Bartelstein emerges from behind the curtain and steps out onto the ramp. Box is dressed in a dark polo shirt, blue jeans, and Sketcher boots. He is carrying a black aluminum baseball bat via a holster on his back. Box is wearing both the BMWF Hardcore and Tag Team Championship belts around his waist.)
 
PA: I’m living on an endless road
      Around the world for rock and roll
      Sometimes it feels so tough
      But I still ain’t had enough
 
(Box walks over to each side of the ramp firing up the crowd.)
 
Crowd: TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!!
 
(Box continues his walk down the ramp as his anthem blisters the eardrums of those in attendance.)
 
PA: I keep saying that it’s getting too much
      But I know I’m a liar
      Feeling all right in the noise and the light
      But that’s what lights my fire
 
(Box steps onto the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckle to face the camera-side of the crowd. He raises his bat out of its holster to acknowledge the fans. Box dismounts the top rope and holds the BMWF Hardcore Championship and both BMWF Tag Team Championships.)
  
Crowd: TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!! TCW!!!!
 
PA: Hellraiser, in the thunder and heat
    Hellraiser, rock you back in your seat
    Hellraiser, and I’ll make it come true
    Hellraiser, I’ll put a spell on you
 
(Box enters the ring between the second and top ropes and gestures for a mic.)
 
Box: Well, well, well. Who is gonna be my partner? I ain’t gonna waste our time because I WANT THE SIN TO BEGIN BABY!!! SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, MY TAG TEAM PARTNER AND ONE OF THE BEST WRESTLERS IN THIS OR ANY FEDERATION…..WHITE LIGHTNING!!!!

(Suddenly, "Rough Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to play as White Lightning steps out onto the stage.)

Crowd: TCW!! TCW!! TCW!!

(He pauses at the top of the stage to look around at the crowd before walking down the ramp and into the ring. Box hands White Lightning the microphone.)

White Lightning: Everyone thought TCW was dead when Sledge got into that truck accident. Well, tonight, TCW is as alive as ever! Box and Myself, the MVPs of this fed are teaming up….which can only mean one thing…..RATINGS!

(White Lightning throws down the mic and awaits the start of the match.)

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 491 pounds...
Inferno... Mineral... ECO-SYSTEM

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

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

("ECOworld" by Isolated plays over the PA system as the Eco-System comes out, met by tremendous boos. The team soaks up the negative reaction with large smiles, with Aquatic even chanting "Eco sucks!" along with them.)

PA: Welcome to ECOworld, you've got new dictators now,
Subserviant to the leader like the great days of Mao,
Politicians and opponents, all too evasive,
Eco's the exact opposite, we always abrasive!

(Inferno and Aquatic hop up to the apron, and Inferno holds the ropes open for Aqutaic before he follows her in. Mineral goes around the apron and snatches a microphone from the ring crew.)

Mineral: GIVE ME THIS MIKE PUNK!

(Mineral slides in the ring, smiles, and slicks his hair back before talking.)

Mineral: Finally...the Eco-System has gotten their due. Finally…the Eco-System has been rewarded. Finally...the Eco-System is primed to receive a title shot. You know, there's a lesson to be learned here. When you want something, you don't wait for your turn. You don't act polite, and you don't have to "pay your dues". No, you STALK your target. You do not let anyone get a chance before you. And you make your target feel like he's been put through Dante's Nine Stages Of Hell! That is the only way to accomplish anything!

Aquatic: (taking a microphone and lifting a book: The Autobiography of Malcolm X) This here is a book written by a great man. He states that in his childhood he had a so-called "good" brother who his mom never gave food to when he asked. But Malcolm raised such a fuss when she said no to him, that she was eventually FORCED to give him some food, no matter how she got it. Questioned why he couldn't be a good boy like his brother, he responds in this book that "Being good did not get results". So true, Brother Malcolm.

Inferno: (taking the microphone) Unless your name is Ken Jennings, nice guys always finish last. It's nice when one of Box's bearded white trash fans opens the door for a lady, but it won't get them a job. When a gothic Ecolyte begins to make his way in the business world, though, he will stab anyone in the back, and do whatever it takes to become the best! That is the difference between TCWand us! We are the people who revolutionize industries and lead the Freemasons, they are the people who tune up their trailers and lead 30-year old frats!

Crowd: ECO SUCKS! ECO SUCKS! ECO SUCKS! ECO SUCKS!

Inferno: SHUT UP! Almost all of you have fallen into that comfortable lifestyle they promote! Being a friend to others…friends are MEANINGLESS! At elast, when they are the kind of friends that drag you down with them! Tonight, WHEN we win the tag titles, we will in effect be saving your souls! Learn to be lke us, emulate us….and perhaps, PERHAPS you will someday amount to something. But as for the unrepentant….They have been weighed….

Mineral: They have been measured….

Eco-System: AND THEY HAVE BEEN FOUND WANTING!

(Inferno discards the microphone as Aquatic slides out of the ring. Inferno and Mineral bound off the ropes, preparing for their match.)

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!

Inferno locks up with Box in the middle of the ring.
Inferno goes around for a bearhug, but Box throws elbows to his head.
Box is thrown with a release German suplex by Inferno.

JR: You can see the obvious clash of styles between the brawling Boxman and the technically sound Inferno!

Inferno walks over to Boxman, but Box drops him with a drop toehold.
Boxman locks in an armbar, but Inferno throws him with an armdrag.
Inferno starts wailing away with right hands to the face of Box.

King: You were saying, JR? HA HA!

(Inferno whips Box into the Eco-System's corner, where Mineral levels him with a huge punch. As Box staggers up, we see a small cut has been opened above his eye.)

JR: GOOD RON GARVIN, THAT WAS A HARD PUNCH! BOB IS BLEEDING!

Inferno makes the tag to Mineral.
Mineral throws Box into the corner and begins stomping away on Box's face.
Mineral picks Box up out of the corner and throws him over the ropes with a gorilla press.

King: SPLAT! Box went down HARD!

(Box's partner runs into the ring to divert Mineral, but Mineral meets him with a spear. Inferno, for his part, climbs up to the top rope, and comes off with a 360-degree leg drop on Boxman.)

JR: WOW! Inferno just went in right where Mineral left off an took a move right out of his own BEAUTIFUL aerial assault!

Mineral throws Box's partner out of the ring while Inferno rolls Boxman in the ring.
Box is wrapped in a full-nelson by Mineral as Inferno puts the boots to Box's partner on the outside.
Inferno gives Box's partner a DDT into the steel steps, sending a small trickle of blood sent down his face.

King: YAAH! MORE BLOOD! THIS ISN'T EVEN A HARDCORE MATCH!

(Mineral keeps the hold locked onto Box as Box begisn stamping his feet trying to fight out.)

Crowd: T-C-W! T-C-W! T-C-W!

(Mineral is getting nervous as Box begins to fight his way up. Mineral tries to reverse it into a full-nelson bomb, but Box is jerking back and forth too much.)

Crowd: (stamping their feet) T-C-W! T-C-W! T-C-W! T-C-W!

JR: The crowd is getting into it! Heck, so am I! COME ON BOB!

Boxman breaks the hold and nails Mineral with a few rights as the crowd roars its approval.
Mineral acts dazed as Boxman bounds off the ropes.
Out of nowhere, Mineral grabs Box off the ropes with a spinebuster, and hops right up.
Mineral laughs as the crowd turns angry.

Crowd: ECO SUCKS! ECO SUCKS! ECO SUCKS!

King: Are they commenting on Inferno and Mineral's sexual preference? THAT'S INTOLERANT!

JR: KING! WATCH THE MATCH!

Mineral walks over to Boxman, who quickly rolls him up.
The referee counts to two before Mineral kicks out.
Mineral is red-faced as he gets up to face Box.

King: WOW JR! THAT WAS SO CLOSE I THINK I MY HAVE WET MYSELF!

JR: MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T BE WATCHING THE MATCH THAT CLOSELY, KING!

(Mineral spears Boxman , but instead of sending him to the ground, he runs around the ring with him over his shoulder. Mineral runs his thumb across his throat ashe jumps up and sends Box to the ground with an impact spear/spinebuster.)

JR: LOOK AT THE RING SHAKE, KING! THAT"S IMPACT!

Mineral smirks and goes for the cover on Boxman, hooking the leg.
The referee counts: 1..2…Box kicks out.
Mineral is flabbergasted as the crowd cheers.

King: HA HA! THAT CRAZY BOX STILL HAS THE FIGHT HE ALWAYS HAD!

Mineral tags out.

JR: Inferno uses a spear on Box.
Inferno hits a sidewalk slam on Box.
Inferno executes a snap suplex on Box.
Inferno nails Box with a fireman's carry.
Inferno goes for an arm bar, but Box counters it with an eye gouge.
Box executes a low blow on Inferno.
Box throws Inferno into the turnbuckle.
Box runs into the ropes.
Box hits Inferno with a kick.
Box uses a flying legdrop on Inferno.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.
Box uses cartwheel splash on Inferno.
Box tags out to White Lightning.
Box hits a running powerslam on Inferno.
There are lots of chants for Box.
White Lightning goes for corkscrew moonsault, but Inferno side-steps and
White Lightning only hits air.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Inferno.
Box leaves the ring.
Inferno goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but White Lightning counters it with
a punch.

White Lightning goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Inferno counters it with
a punch.
Inferno tags out to Mineral.
Mineral whips White Lightning into the ropes, but White Lightning reverses it.
Mineral goes for a spear, but White Lightning counters it with a kneelift.
White Lightning hits Mineral with a Northern Lights suplex.
Bart Farinus counts: One, two, kickout.

Mineral connects with a few right hands to Box's partner, causing him to stagger.
The crowd boos as Mineral nails Box's partner with a boot to the midsection, followed by a DDT.
Mineral starts stamping his feet up and down and shaking his head.

JR: I HATE THIS!

King: I LOVE IT! HA HA!

(Mineral bounds off the ropes, then hops over his opponent and bounds off the opposite ropes, and jumps up with a legdrop.)

King: THE MOST ELECTRIFYING LEGDROP IN SPORTS-ENTERTAINENT, JR!

JR: THAT IS THE STUPIDEST MOVE I HAVE EVER HEARD! I PUT UP WITH THE BOULDER-THAN-THOU, BUT THAT IS JUST STUPID! I REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT!

Mineral picks his opponent up by the waist, and sends him flying into Boxman with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Boxman is knocked to the floor.
Mineral asks the referee if a blind tag was made there, and the referee concedes that it may be considered such.

JR: HOW IS THAT A TAG?

King: CALM DOWN JR! You're going to have a Cheney coronary!

(Mineral literally kicks Box's partner out of the ring, then rolls out of the ring himself. He smashes box's head against the steel steps, busting him open even further, and then rolls him in the ring.)

JR: MINERAL JUST UNFAIRLY MAIPULATED THE REFEREE, THE PSYCHOLOGY OF THE MATCH, AND THE RING ITSELF JUST TO GAIN AN ADVANTAGE!

Mineral takes Box off his feet with a fireman's carry.
Box is whipped into the corner by Mineral who then splashes him and tags in Inferno.
Inferno goes up top as Mineral hoists Box into powerbomb position.

King: HA HA! THESE MORONS AREN'T EVEN PRIME TIME ANYMORE, AND THEY STILL DO THIS!

(Inferno leaps off the tope rope, connecting with a legdrop just as Mineral falls back with an alley oop-Take Two!)

JR: TAKE TWO! TAKE TWO! A DEVASTATING TAKE TWO, AND THAT'S IT!

Inferno goes for the cover on Boxman.
The referee counts: 1…

2….

FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Crowd: T-C-W! T-C-W! T-C-W! T-C-W! T-C-W!

JR: I DON'T BELIEVE IT! BOX GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! THIS CROWD IS GOING CRAZY! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

King: I DON'T THINK AQUATIC CAN BELIEVE IT EITHER!

(Aquatic is going crazy outside the ring and hops up to the apron, distracting the referee. Inferno takes the opportunity to pop in a capsule, run over to Box's partner, and spit red mist in his face. Box's partner falls off the apron as Inferno quickly wipes his mouth and walks back over to Box before the referee turns back around.)

JR: WHAT? INFERNO JUST USED THAT RED MIST TO GAIN AN UNFAIR ADVANTAGE!

King: IT'S THE ECO-SYSTEM, JR! IF THEY'RE NOT CHEATING, THEY'RE NOT TRYING!

JR: White Lightning tags in Box.
Box charges Inferno and drops him with a running boot to the face.
Box continues his momentum and throttles Mineral off the ramp with an elbow to the jaw.
 
King: BOX IS GOING NUTS IN THERE!!!
 
JR: Box roars towards the crowd.
 
Crowd: TCW!!! TCW!! TCW!!!
 
JR: Box gestures to the scorers table where his bat is kept.
White Lightning is yelling something at Box.
Box looks at White Lightning, points to him and then to Box’s head as if to say “Always Thinking”
 
King: White Lightning must’ve said something about how a bat is illegal in a regular match.
 
JR: You can take the man away from the hardcore rules, but you can’t take the hardcore out of the man.
 
King: There’s comeback to that JR, but it involves an FCC fine.
 
JR: BACK TO THE MATCH!!!
 
JR: Box grabs Inferno and irish whips him into a corner.
Box follows up and crushes him with a running clothesline.
Box laughs while Inferno staggers out of the corner and drops to the ground.
Box lifts Inferno to his feet and whips him back into the corner.
 
King: AHHHH INFERNO IS GONNA DIE!!!!
 
JR: Box lifts Inferno’s chin and lands three knife-edge chops to his throat.
Inferno is gasping for air as Box stomps him in the corner.
Box places his foot on Inferno’s throat and boot chokes him.
 
King: Box better watch it!! This is a regulation match!!
 
JR: Box breaks the hold just as the ref gets in between him and Inferno.
Box grabs Inferno and heaves him over the top rope.
Box exits the ring and follows Inferno.

They get back into the ring.
Box hits a big boot to the face on Inferno.

JR: Inferno just locked in that suplex hold!

Inferno flips Box over with a succession of 3 vertical suplexes.

KING: Isn't anybody as tired of the trifecta gimmick as I am?

JR:Inferno flashes the "E for Eco" symbol at Box's partner, taunting him.
Box's partner attempts to get in the ring, but the referee stops him.

King: Hey JR? Why would you still be stupid enough to let the referee look AWAY from the Eco-System?

(Mineral runs in the ring while the referee's back is turned and Inferno and Mineral together execute a Messenjah Bomb on Box. Mineral quickly slides out of the ring before the referee turns around.)

JR: MESSENJAH BOMB! THE ECO-SYSTEM IS TRYING TO PUT THE BIGGEST SINNER IN THE BMWF THROUGH PURGATION!

Inferno hooks Box by the arm and leg.
Box is lifted up over Inferno's arm and shoulder,
Inferno executes the Sun Flare in the middle of the ring.

King: YAAH! 210-POUND INFERNO JUST SUN FLARED BOX!

(Box's partner runs into the ring, but Mineral, running in as well, meets him with a spear. Inferno and Mineral then hook Box up and execute the Nature's Fury.)

JR: NATURE'S FURY! THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT!

Box's partner gets back up, but Mineral throws him out of the ring.
Inferno goes for the cover on Boxman, hooking the leg.
The referee begins counting, not noticing the placement of Inferno's feet.

JR: HEY! INFERNO'S FEET ARE ON THE ROPES! THE REFEREE DOESN'T SEE IT!

The referee counts: 1….

2…

KICKOUT!

KING: YAHHH!

JR: Box executes the Box Out on Inferno.
Inferno is struggling to reach the ropes.
Inferno is writhing in pain.
Inferno submits after 12 seconds.
The crowd is really behind Box.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are The Chicago Way!

JR: We'll be right back!

KING: Wait! I've got it! I know who Hush is!

JR: Who is he, King?

KING: He's really Michael Miracle!

JR: Who?

KING: Another one day wonder!

>>>

(The Judge is headed towards his room with the Light-Heavyweight Title on
his shoulder when a chair connects to the back of his head and sends him
down crashing to the floor hard. The camera zooms in to the back of the
Judge's head which is bleeding out of a small open wound. We see the LH
title being lifted off of his shoulder and slowly rising into the air. When
the camera pans upwards we see Mafioso standing over the Judge as he lays in
a small pool of blood, grinning sadistically at the championship gold in his
hand. After a few minutes Mafioso drops the belt onto the Judge)

Mafioso: Judge......can you hear me? I've sat back and watched you run your
mouth about how your the greatest LH Champion and I think that is complete
and total bull#### homie! That's a fact cuz no matter what names you have on
your list of victories, you won't find mine anywhere on there! You've been
ducking me Judge! You've been defending that belt against all except the
biggest threat to your reign as champ and that's me. But tonight it's not
about that! Tonight it's about the US Championship and I want you to know
that I won't let you get in my way!

(Mafioso steps over the Judge and gives him a swift kick to the head before
continuing on his way)

>>>


(The camera opens in front of Tamer's locker room door. Tyrone walks into
frame, knocks and then enters the room. The camera follows him inside where
Tamer is found warming up for his match.)

Tyrone: Hey, lil' bro'. Lemme holla at ya for a bit.

Tamer: Sure, what's up?

Tyrone: What's goin' on wit' da PT house?

Tamer: I said at the meeting that I'm taking care of...

Tyrone: Dawg, let's be real. What's goin' on?

Tamer: It's... it's just...

Tyrone: Yo, I've got almost all my stuff moved back into my lil' shack, an'
I still have some empty rooms in da place from when Conner an' da Rasta
Squad lived wit' me. If ya'd want...

Tamer: Move in with you?

Tyrone: Well, yeah. Yer still my lil' bro, even if "Pee-Tee" is "No-Mo".

Tamer: Oh, really?

Tyrone: (beep) yeah, man. Who else is gonna learn ya da dos an' don'ts of
settin' (beep) on fire, an' da difference between a clean hooker an' a
dirtty strippers, an' all dat (beep).

Tamer: You have a point.

Tyrone: An' I ain't gonna all da (beep)in' way to Arizona every time I wanna
work on our Franchise game on Madden wit' ya...

Tamer: (Laughs) Well, if you got an Xbox or a PlaySta...

Tyrone: ZIP IT! I'm offerin' ya a place to live right on da (beep)in'
Florida beaches... An' ya wanna offend my GameCube?

Tamer: Can I think about it for a while? I mean, this is a big deal. The
Prime Time Mansion was like a frat house. But rooming with you is something
totally different.

Tyrone: I ain't askin' ya to marry meh...

Tamer: I'm (bleep)ing with you, dude. Of course I'll live with you.

Tyrone: (beep) you, dawg.

Tamer: (laughs) Jokester can't take a joke?

Tyrone: Nah, an' (beep) you!

Tamer: So, hey, can I get that one room on the second floor?

Tyrone: Da one near da driveway?

Tamer: Yeah.

Tyrone: Nah, didn't I tell ya? I put a pole an' some couches in dare for
when Tiff an' Julez get off work, dey can... well, ya know... go back to
work.

Tamer: Tiff an' Julez?

Tyrone: Remember dat one party back in March wit' dem two chicks from da
club?

Tamer: "That ONE party in March"... Yes, out of the fourty BILLION you took
me to this spring, I remember "THAT ONE party with THE TWO CHICKS FROM THE
CLUB"... Tyrone, do you know who you are?

Tyrone: Yer d@mn right, son. Step Heffin' Daddy. Aight, remember when dey...
ya know...

(Tyrone twirls his fingers in the air, then plays an air guitar, followed by
miming an elbow drop)

Tamer: Be more specific.

Tyrone: Da two chicks dat took ya to da back room an'...

(Tyrone starts to whisper something in Tamer's ear. Tamer's eyes grow wider
and wider over time)

Tamer: OH YEAH!!!!!! Tiffany and Julia... You could've just said the chicks
with the tattoos in weird places.

Tyrone: Ya haven't met Storm an' Jessica yet, have ya?

Tamer: No, why?

Tyrone: POINT IS! I'll give ya da room t'ree doors down da hall from me, an'
I'll t'row in dat second den next to da kitchen for all yer lil' weight
liftin' (beep).

Tamer: Sweet! Man, I really appreciate it.

Tyrone: Not a problem. We road dawgs fo' life, man. Ya done been known dat.

Tamer: Yeah man.

(The two shake hands, followed by a thug hug. After a few pats on the back.
Tyrone pushes Tamer away)

Tyrone: Aight princess, ya @$$ pumped for yer match?

Tamer: You know it!

Tyrone: Ya gonna let Hairbrained Harold beat yer @$$ again? (Laughs)

Tamer: Man, screw you.

Tyrone: (Still laughing) Nah, it's cool. We all can't be winners.

Tamer: Hey, didn't I tell you that after our match for Rachel and the Gold
Belt?

(Tyrone lifts his hand in front of Tamer's face. Of course, thanks to the
censors, Tyrone's hand gesture gets blurred out. Tamer is smiling at Tyrone
as the camera fades)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is an elimination triangle match. The first fall is a chain match!

Introducing first...
Hailing from Jacksonville, NC...
Weighing in at 256 pounds...

The BMWF Intercontinental Champion...
Hardcore Harry

(A darkened green glow falls upon the arena as Extreme Hardcore
Entertainment flashes across the titantron and "Back Up" by 12 Stones blares
over the PA system. Hardcore Harry comes walking out onto the entranceway
with the BMWF Intercontinental Title around his waist. Harry has a cocky
grin on his face as he slowly makes his way to the ring soaking up the boos
from the crowd)

JR: The crowd really hates this man.

KING: Hhummm.. I wonder why?

(Harry stops at the bottom of the ramp looking at a sign that reads
"Hardcore Harry.. FORMER IC Champion". Harry looks at the young man who is
holding the sign and pointing at it right in his face. Harry grabs the man
by his throat and pulls the sign away from him with his other hand! Harry
starts yelling words at the man as the staff members pull Harry away from
the man who looks scared to death. Harry spits on the sign and throws it
back at the man. The crowd boos Harry as he slides into the ring and steps
up to the middle rope taking his title off and flaunting it in front of the
crowd)

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of South Central L.A....
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

Dreadnaught

 
PA: CONSIDER THIS AN INVITATION TO MY GANGSTA NATION!
 
(The Bruiser-tron ignites with an image of a spinning globe. The globe slows down over the United States and zooms in on California. The outline of California glows red and then the red spreads throughout the country. The words “Church of Legends” scrolls across the US as pyro explodes from the stage.)
 
JR: Dreadnaught is here!
 
(“Gangsta Nation” by Westside Connection blasts through the arena as the stage fills with smoke from the pyro. Dreadnaught emerges from the smoke and stands on the edge of the stage.)
 
King: The fans love this guy!
 
(Dreadnaught looks over the entire arena and then sprints down to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and jumps up on the second turnbuckle. He points out to the fans before jumping down to the mat. The ref then walks over and ties one end of the chain to Dreadnaught.)
 
JR: This will be an exciting two falls match for the Intercontinental Title. The first fall will be a chain match!
 
King: We still don’t know what Dread’s stipulation will be!
 
LILLY: Their opponent...
Fighting out of Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

Tamer

(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 runs out onto the
stage . Tamer waves his arms for the crowd to get up. Tamer rolls his neck.
Tamer runs down the ramp as fire shoots down from each side right behind
him. Tamer slide in the ring and hope up as the water shoots from the
turnbuckles. Tamer pounds on his chest then points to all the fans. Tamer
walks over to the referee who proceeds to put the chain on his wrist.)


*DING DING*

JR: This is just underway, and everyone is on the offensive.
Dreadnaught bounces off of the ropes.
Harry leaps over.
Tamer leaps over.
Dreadnaught hits the opposite ropes.
Tamer rolls to the mat.
Harry leaps, but Dreadnaught catches him.
Powerslam drives Harry to the mat.
Dreadnaught kips up and charges at Tamer.
Dreadnaught slams the back of Tamer into the turnbuckle.
Dreadnaught fires fists and shoulders to the body of Tamer.
Dreadnaught grabs the head of Tamer and drives him to the mat with a bulldog.
 
King: Dreadnaught is showing his holy strength early!
 
JR: Dreadnaught pulls Harry off of the mat and hits a vertical suplex.
Harry crashes hard against the mat, as Tamer gets to his feet.
Tamer charges, but Dreadnaught hits a drop toe hold that sends Tamer right into Harry.
 
King: Dreadnaught really scouted this his opponents tonight!

JR: Tamer hits Hardcore Harry with a Russian legsweep.
Tamer whips Hardcore Harry into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry hits Tamer with a kick.
Hardcore Harry hits Tamer with a legdrop.
Hardcore Harry goes for a piledriver, but Tamer blocks it.
Tamer goes for a DDT, but Hardcore Harry counters it with a backdrop.
Hardcore Harry nails Tamer with a choke slam.
Hardcore Harry throws Tamer out of the ring.
Hardcore Harry rolls out under the bottom rope.
Hardcore Harry throws Tamer back into the ring.

Hardcore Harry uses a Northern Lights suplex on Tamer.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry whips Tamer into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry hits Tamer with a shoulderblock.
Hardcore Harry hits Tamer with a choke slam.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.
Hardcore Harry takes Tamer down with a Northern Lights suplex.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry uses a legdrop on Tamer.

JR: Dreadnaught drops Tamer with a body slam.
 
(Dreadnaught leans against the ropes as he keeps his attention on Tamer.)
 
King: He can’t relax yet!
 
JR: Harry gets to his feet and charges Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught with a back drop over the top rope.
Dreadnaught grabs Tamer and throws him over the top rope.
Dreadnaught points to the top turnbuckle.
 
King: Air Dread is on his way!
 
JR: Dreadnaught leaps to the top turnbuckle.
Dreadnaught dives off of the turnbuckle with a cross body!
 
**SMASH**
 
JR: Dreadnaught just crushed both Harry and Tamer from the top rope!
 
King: But, did he hurt himself?
 
(Dreadnaught staggers to his feet and walks over to the timekeepers table.)
 
JR: Dreadnaught just picked up the title!
 
King: Harry and Tamer are up!
 
(Dreadnaught cocks the belt back. Dreadnaught charges and swings for Harry.)
 
JR: Harry ducks!
 
**CRACK**
 
JR: Dreadnaught just took Tamer’s head off with that shot!
Dreadnaught spins and kicks Harry down.
Dreadnaught rolls Tamer into the ring.
Dreadnaught goes for the cover.
1…2…Harry pulls the chain, and Dreadnaught off of Tamer.

PA: PREPARE TO FEEL MY PAIN! THE FLAME RETURNS!

("American Psycho part II" by D12 plays over teh PA system as Auqatic come sdown to ringside with a leadpipe. The referee runs out of the ring to stop her.)

JR: What is Aquatic doing out here? She has no business here!

The Eco-System runs out of the audience, holding steel chairs.
They slide in the ring while the combatants are distracted by the outside argument.
Inferno and Mineral smash Dreadnaught's head in with a wicked double chairshot.

JR: WHAT! THEY JUST GAVE DREADNAUGHT A VICIOUS CON-CHAIR-TO, AND THE REFEREE DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT!

Inferno continues to bash his chair on Dreadnaught's skull, while Mineral smiles and salutes Harry.
Suddenly, Mineral gives Harry a boot to the gut, and smashes him with his chair.
The Eco-System slides out of the ring as the referee wrests the pipe from Aquatic's hands.

King: Look at Tamer! He's baffled!

(The Eco-System walks up the ramp, leaving Tamer with teh fallen harry and Dreadnaught.)

Mineral: (shouting) IT'S ALL YOU BUDDY!

JR: For the life of me, I cannot understand this at all! the Eco-System hates Dread, but Harry? And I thought they loathed Tamer?

King: Face it, JR! The Eco-System is irrational!

JR: This has been a slobber knocker and its just the first fall!
Tamer and Harry are exchanging blows
Dreadnaught is getting to his feet
Harry is gaining control
Dreadnaught yanks on the chain
Harry falls back
Tamer points down at Harry and gives a cutthroat sign looking at Dreadnaught
Dreadnaught nods
Tamer picks Harry up

King: What are they doing!

(Tamer shoves Harry to dreadnaught for the Dreadbomb.)

JR: Dreadnaught is hosting Harry up
Tamer low blows Dreadnaught
Dreadnaught doubles over dropping Harry
Tamer is bunching up some of the extra chain on the mat
Tamer hooks Dreadnaught up from behind
Tamer is turning him
The Whip!
Tamer just hit Dread with the Whip on the chain
Tamer rolls him over and covers him

One, two...Foot on the ropes.

JR: Dreadnaught has the chain wrapped around his hand now.

KING: Things are going to get ugly JR!

JR: Tamer is picking Hardcore Harry up to his feet.

Tamer is yelling at Dreadnaught to hit Harry with the chain.
Dreadnaught charges at Harry with the chain wrapped around his fist.
Hardcore Harry ducts at the last second and Dreadnaught lays Tamer out with
the chain.
Hardcore Harry then snatches the chain from Dreadnaught.
Hardcore Harry draws back and jabs Dreadnaught in the jaw sending him over
the top rope to the floor below.
Hardcore Harry taunts getting the crowd to boo him.

JR: Harry better look out, Tamer is right behind him!

(Tamer hooks his arms around Harry, but he doesn't know Harry has the chain.
Tamer goes for a german suplex but Harry gives Tamer an elbow to the side of
the head. Harry then spins around and clocks Tamer right between the eyes
with the chain!!!)

KING: AHHHH!!!! Tamer is out cold folks!

JR: Dreadnaught is out cold on the outside of the ring.

(Harry picks up the lifeless body of Tamer and places his head between his
legs and pauses for a minute giving the cut throat signal)

JR: That cocky S.O.B.!

(Harry flips Tamer up into the air, extends him a few extra feet...

JR: Tamer starts pounding the head of Harry.

Harry drops him!

JR: I don’t know how they can have ANOTHER fall!
Dreadnaught whips Harry into the turnbuckle.
Dreadnaught charges in.
Harry moves.
Harry catches Dreadnaught!
 
King: Hardcore Hell!
 
JR: Harry hooks Dreadnaught!
Dreadnaught reverses.
Harry lands on his feet.
Kick to the gut of Harry from Dreadnaught.
Dreadnaught hooks Harry for the Dread-bomb!
 
King: Harry was just splattered on the mat!
 
JR: Dreadnaught stands us and taunts the fans.
Tamer is screaming at Dreadnaught to get the pin!
Dreadnaught turns around.
Dreadnaught snaps a superkick to the chin of Tamer.
 
King: Dreadnaught took them both out!
 
JR: Dreadnaught covers Tamer.

Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.
Tamer has been eliminated.
The crowd is going crazy.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Dreadnaught!

(Dreadnaught rolls out of the ring and the ref unlocks the chain from the wrist of Dreadnaught. Dreadnaught goes to JR and grabs a mic from the table.)
 
Dreadnaught: Now for MY fall! The Thug says get the ambulance out here! Because the winner of this fall is the man not in the ambulance when it’s door closes!
 
King: IT’S AN AMBULANCE MATCH!
 
JR: Dreadnaught did say someone would be going to the hospital!

*DING DING*

JR: There's the bell!
Dreadnaught attempts to place Hardcore Harry on the turnbuckle, but
Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Dreadnaught runs into the ropes.
Dreadnaught misses with a kick.
Hardcore Harry misses with a kick.
Hardcore Harry hits Dreadnaught with a backdrop.
Hardcore Harry uses a choke slam on Dreadnaught.
Hardcore Harry hits Dreadnaught with a German suplex.
Earl Hepner counts: One, shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry nails Dreadnaught with a big boot to the face.
Numerous fans are using Hardcore Harry for target practice.
Hardcore Harry runs into the ropes.
Dreadnaught uses a powerslam on Hardcore Harry.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Dreadnaught goes for a Boston crab, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.

JR: Both of these men are bloody, beaten, and bruised!

KING: YYAAHHHH!!!!!!

JR: Who will be the first man thrown into the ambulance with both doors shut
behind him?

(Harry reaches under the ring and pulls out a steel chair but before he can
get it up ready to swing Dreadnaught comes flying from the ring apron,
catching Harry and bringing him down with a DDT on the floor! The crowd is
really getting into the match now)

JR: Harry isn't going to lose without a hell of a fight King.

KING: Neither is Dreadnaught.

(Dreadnaught picks Hardcore Harry onto his feet and slams him into the guard
rail. Dreadnaught grabs the chair Harry dropped and raises it above his head
to get a cheer from the crowd. Dread then brings the chair crashing down
into the skull of Harry knocking him to the floor)

JR: OHHH!!! That was one of the hardest chair shots I have ever seen!

KING: The chair is completely destroyed now after that!

JR: Both of these men are winded!
Dreadnaught spears Harry right into the mat.
Dreadnaught fires right hands right to the temple of Harry.
Dreadnaught rolls out of the ring.
 
King: Where is he going?
 
JR: Dreadnaught is walking up the ramp towards the ambulance.
 
(Dreadnaught opens the ambulance and drags the stretcher out. He pulls it out and lifts it over his head.)
 
JR: What is he doing with that?
 
(Dreadnaught tosses it on the ground and then rolls back into the ring.)
 
JR: Dreadnaught is hammering Harry again with his fists.
Dreadnaught pulls Harry up and whips him into the ropes.
Dreadnaught catches Harry with a spinebuster and drives him into the mat.

Dreadnaught hits Hardcore Harry with an uppercut.
Dreadnaught covers Hardcore Harry.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Dreadnaught goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Hardcore Harry
counters it with a facerake.
Hardcore Harry hits Dreadnaught
 
JR: Dreadnaught just got knocked over the top rope.
 
King: Harry is smelling blood!
 
JR: Harry headlocks Dreadnaught and drags him down the aisle.
Harry opens the ambulance door and attempts to shove Dreadnaught in.
Dreadnaught blocks with his leg, and slams Harry’s head against the ambulance door.
 
**CLANG**
 
King: Harry needs the people IN the ambulance now!
 
JR: Dreadnaught picks Harry up and lays his head