PA:BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

("Fever Dog" by Stillwater begins to play as the crowd looks up at the rampway for the bWo family members, but they suddenly see Lowedown coming from one corner of the crowd as Dozer barrels through another side. Flame comes out from the third corner as Sylvia enters through the final corner as they all leap over the guardrail. All four leap up to the apron as the pyro shoots up from the corner turnbuckles. All bWo members climb into the ring as they climb up to the 2nd turnbuckle and give the Wolfpac signal. Lowedown drops the World title right in the middle of the ring and stands above it as he looks towards the entrance way...)

LD:Is this what you're looking for Harry? Is this what you want boy? Well, all you have to do is climb into this ring and get it. Come on Harry! Come on down that rampway and just...take it with all that so called talent you think you have.

(Lowedown looks towards the rampway again as he waits a moment for Harry to come down the ring. Lowedown looks at his watch and then shrugs his shoulders...)

LD:Just what I thought Harry. You're totally the opposite of me. You see Harry, I'm all abut talking the talk and walking the walk. You on the other hand just talk the talk and then run away like a scared lil' girl! To think of you as the World Heavyweight champion is a bigger joke than Michael Thompson!

King:HAHAHA! No matter how many times I hear that, it still is funny! HAHAHA!

LD:Harry, I still remember the day I had to call your sorry @$$ out to remind you about being the number one contender. You were so wrapped up in being a mid carder, no talent, useless waste of wrestling space that I began to feel sorry for you. I sat there and made the decision that maybe you deserved a title shot for this prestigious title. Then, after laughing for a good 15-20 minutes I thought I would go out and get a beer. After drinking half of the bar under the table, I finally got home and took a nap. I had...a dream.

JR:Get the censor button ready! He's told a few of his dreams before and they're explicit!

LD:I had a dream that I was sitting at home watching the BMWF on monday night and Hardcore Harry was the World Heavyweight champion. Harry held this World title high above his head and paraded and listened to the crowd chanting his name. The only problem was that there was no one in the arena. JR and the King were sitting at their announce position half asleep and trying to keep their heads off the table and the Union were forced to sit on one side of the arena and try to make noise to boost Harry's ego. The lights began to shut off and the production crew left the building. Even JR and the King got fed up with not being able to sleep in a comfortable bed and left. Stone Cold Bruiser came out and looked around and was so upset he didn't even drink his beer that he had just opened! How's that for a bad dream?!?

King:If Stone Cold couldn't drink his beer, who knows what other problems could happen?

LD:Then, from out of the blue steps out...me. I walk out from the entrance way and suddenly you see people beginning to walk towards their seats. The crowd begins to fill the seats and Harry begins to BLEEP his pants! I climb into the ring and Harry realizes that he isn't the champion that I am. Harry realizes that he can't shoulder the load and lays down in the middle of the ring. I place my foot on his skinny @$$ chest and the referee counts the 1...2...3! The crowd rises to their feet and all is right with the wold! Ya feel me?

Crowd:HELL YEAH!

LD:Harry, look around you and then look at what you have in this ring! I was part of the Union a while back and it was something to be proud of! The Union of my time had pride in what they did! You and the rest of the Union don't have a d@mn clue about what a true collective unit is all about! As I look at it, you're staring down the barrel of a loaded pistol and I'm the one giving you the "Old Yeller" treatment here! That is the Lowedown on that!


(The Dawg walks out on the stage, right in the middle of Lowedowns rant with the fans.)
 
The Dawg: Hey they’re! Lowedown!

(Lowedown stops in the middle of the ring and looks down at the Dawg. Lowedown pops his neck for a moment as he then walks over to the ropes...)
 
The Dawg: Would you mind shutting up for a few minutes? I’ve got something I want to say to the fans. 

JR: What did he say?
 
King: He told Lowedown to shut up.
 
The Dawg: Everyone knows what a big talker you are, and quite frankly, I don’t think they want to hear it. 

(The fans start their chant, Dawg, Dawg, Dawg.)

KING: Well, we don't want to hear you either, Mutt!
 
LD:Hang on two seconds Dawg so the 3 fans can cheer your name for a few seconds to build your ego!
 
The Dawg: I think they would rather hear about two of the meanest suns a guns that’s going to kick your tail in tag competition, and then go on and take your belt from ya! 

JR: I can’t believe The Dawg is talking to the world champ like that.

King: Every one knows The Dawg likes to run his mouth.
 
The Dawg: The only reason you’re not going to be eliminated in the first round is because you don’t have to face ME and my partner. 

JR: Who is his partner?

King: Asylum
 
(The Dawg walks half way down the ramp.)
 
The Dawg: Now you need to wipe that stupid look off your face, before I climb up there and wipe it off myself.
 
(The Dawg takes a few more steps towards the ring. Lowedown sits on the 2nd rope and holds them open to invite the Dawg...)
 
The Dawg: I tell ya boy, you make me mad enough to eat a hamburger. Now ya need to pay attention.
 
(Lowedown then backs away for a moment and then lies down on the mat and leans on his hand. Lowedown mocks the Dawg as he motions for the Dawg to continue...)
 
The Dawg: When we do meet in this here competition, I want you to just forfeit the match to save yourself the embarrassment of me and my partner kicking your dumb bleep all over the ring!
 
(Lowedown continues to lay on his side as he pretends to look as his nails...)
 
The Dawg: DO YA HEAR ME BOY?
 
JR: I hope Lowedown doesn’t jump out of that ring and kick his butt. 

King: He probably knows better.

JR: What did you say?

King: I said! He probably knows better.
 
(The Dawg turns and walks up the ramp to the stage where he turns and faces the ring and points his finger at the ring.)
 
The Dawg: Heed the warning boy, and stay out of my way.
 
(The Dawg slaps his belly and walks off the stage.)
 
(Lowedown grabs the microphone again...)
 
LD:How can I stay out of your way when your @$$ is that big Dawg?!?
 
(Crowd laughs as Lowedown pops back up on his feet and continues talking to the people...)

(Lowedown shakes his head for a moment and then continues his speech...)

LD:Well, I would like to thank the Dawg for wasting 4 1/2 minutes of the bWo's time! Now, where was I? Oh I remember! Harry, I was about to say something about what I was going to do to you tonight in our title match! You think you're a hardcore man? You think you are the next World champion? Let me ask you a simple question?

(Pause)

LD:How can be the World Heavyweight champion after I've broken your neck?!?

JR:What? Did he just say he was going to break Harry's neck?

King:Sounded like it to me!

LD:Harry, I am looking forward to stepping into this ring and beating you down up and down and all around this arena! I look forward to running you down like a scalded dog and then when you are barely able to get off the mat, I'm going to take that neck of yours and break it into pieces! You are going to be in so much pain that you are going to beg me to end your career! You're going to beg me to put you out of your misery! I can see it now! You lying flat on your back bleeding and dazed and trying to form one simple sentence.

(Lowedown lays back down on the mat and looks up at the lights...)

LoweHarry:Please Lowedown! Please put me down! I ain't got nothing left! Just pin me and put me out of my misery! I'm such a Michael Thompson!

(King begins to snicker..)

JR:Oh knock it off!

(King looks up at JR and they can't help but laugh...)

LD:Harry, It's going to be the longest night of your life and I'm going to enjoy every minute of the @$$whooping I'm going to give you! I don't give a rat's @$$ if you have to fight a match before you fight me because as the big man says, "You want mercy? Take your @$$ to church!"

(Lowedown pauses as he then takes off his cowboy hat and reveals a bandage above his right eye...)

LD:I got one more thing to say to a certain individual who has a bit of a fender bender earlier tonight. I just wanted to say that I know a great body shop on 23rd street just a few blocks from the Savvis arena!

JR:I still can't believe he totalled Master Z's car like that!

King:Well, I'm sure his insurance will take care of it!

LD:What I want to know is when the firefirghters were putting the fire out, they noticed all those Yanni and John Tesh CD's. That's just wrong on so many levels! But what was even more wrong is the fact that you had the brass to attack the bWo like you did. I will admit I was impressed a bit until you put your monkey breath in my wife's face! I'm not threatening you Z...I'm promising you that if you ever put your hands on Kathryn, I'll show you why I am YOUR World champion and why you aren't nothing but a former shell of what you used to be.

(Lowedown tosses the microphone to Dozer who smiles as he catches it. Dozer looks around for a moment as the crowd chants his name...)

Dozer:You know what it looks like to me brother? It looks like Kurt and I are advancing in this Lethal Lottery tonight! I mean let's look at our opponents for a real quick second. Truck and Ultimate Guerrero? What kind of garbage is this? Truck can barely spill out a sentence and Guerrero can barely speak english! What kind of garbage is this?

(Pause)

Dozer:Your Olympic hero and the Olympic hero in training is going all the way in this Lethal Lottery and when it's all said and done, we will show each and every one of the bWo-ites why we are the best! Plain and simple! Tell em' sis!

(Dozer tosses the microphone over to Flame...)

Flame:Well, it appears that this crimson diva has an opportunity to become the Women's champion once again. Now, Rachel has been an okay champion as of late and she still has great hair. However, I don't know what the deal is with her fashion sense because she wore the Women's title in the tackiest outfit I have ever seen. I tell you what I'm going to do girlfriend. When I become the Women's champion, Rachel and I will work on your designer skills alrighty?

(Flame walks over and gives the microphone back to her husband...)

LD:Harry, you will feel the pain of the World champion because I am just...too...

LD & Crowd:SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!

>>>

("We Will Rock You" by Queen blasts over the PA as Team Beautiful make their way down to the ringside area. They are not dressed to wrestle but are in three piece suits. They join JR and the King at ringside.)

JR: Gentlemen it is always a pleasure to have you here with us.

King: Speak for yourself JR....

Rey: No problem JR.... We are here to to cheer our friend, Scotty, on tonight.

Tazan: We are not worried about what you think King.]

King: Well I never...

Rey: And you probably never will either.

(Team Beautiful laugh and JR even sneekers a little.)

JR: But it is good to have you guys back.

Tazan: Gracias

Rey: Mucho gracias.

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as Scotty Scott steps out to the cheers of the fans. The sight of him standing at the top of the rampway looks like an old farmilar sight as he stands there with his arms folded. He glares down into the ring with a gaze of a killer. He begins to powerwalk into the ring.)

JR: Have you ever seen Scotty look more prepared for a match than tonight?

Rey: I know he has been looking forward to this all week.

Tazan: Man, this is all he has been talking about.

(Scotty steps through the ropes and stands in the center of the ring.)

Scotty: It has been a while....

(The crowd cheers wildly.)

Scotty: I came back last month briefly only to have some flu virus and some travel plans screw things up.... But I'm back.... And I don't care one bit if yer name is Chuck Ortiz.... Sebastian Clarke... the Judge... Kev Nash.... White Lightin'.... or even Master Z and Lowedown.... Ain't none of ya's ready for what is here before ya's now... I have always been called the most miserable man in the world.... Thin's in my persoanl life have made me worst than ever before. Ya's think that that ya seen what muh personal pain has caused me to do to people here in the BMWF in the past..... If ya's haven't... Just asksome that have made the mistake and stepped through these ropes on tha wrong night. But tonightit is all about me facin' Sebastian and Chuck..... Sebastian... I got respect for ya's....

Rey: And when he says something like that...

Tazan: He must really mean it.

Scotty: Then ya got Chuckie Ortiz..... What can ya say about a guy that is still wet behind tha ears? But what neither of ya's know is I have a new personal pain... Pain like I have never felt before.... Pain that I pray will stop soon.... But tonight Sebatsian... Chuck.... Beat me.... If ya's can..... Survive..... If I lket ya's.....

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

Fighting out of Sturgis, SD...
Weighing in at 270 pounds...

Scotty Scott

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Cincinatti,OH...
Weighing in at 325 pounds...

Sebastian "The One" Clarke

Their opponent...
Hailing from Huntington Beach, CA...
Weighing in at 204 pounds...

"The Brawler" Chuck Ortiz


*DING DING!*

JR: There's the bell!
Chuck Ortiz executes a DDT on Sebastian Clarke.
Chuck Ortiz nails Sebastian Clarke with a right hook.
Chuck Ortiz hits a side step on Sebastian Clarke.
Chuck Ortiz executes a dropkick on Sebastian Clarke.
Chuck Ortiz nails Sebastian Clarke with a right hook.
Chuck Ortiz hits Sebastian Clarke.
Sebastian Clarke chops Chuck Ortiz.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Sebastian Clarke punches Chuck Ortiz.
The crowd is going "We want Joe Finch !".
Sebastian Clarke goes for a bodyslam, but Chuck Ortiz counters it with
a facerake.
Chuck Ortiz hits Sebastian Clarke.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Chuck Ortiz kicks Sebastian Clarke.
Sebastian Clarke hits Chuck Ortiz.
The crowd is going "We want Joe Finch !".
Chuck Ortiz hits Sebastian Clarke.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Sebastian Clarke kicks Chuck Ortiz.
Chuck Ortiz kicks Sebastian Clarke.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Chuck Ortiz punches Sebastian Clarke.
Chuck Ortiz hits a jab on Sebastian Clarke.
Chuck Ortiz nails Sebastian Clarke with a right hook.
Chuck Ortiz whips Sebastian Clarke into the ropes.
Sebastian Clarke and Chuck Ortiz get hit with a double clothesline.
Sebastian Clarke gets a sleeperhold on Chuck Ortiz.
Scotty Scott makes the save.
Chuck Ortiz kicks Sebastian Clarke.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Chuck Ortiz chops Sebastian Clarke.
The crowd is going "We want Joe Finch !".
Chuck Ortiz hits Sebastian Clarke with a DDT.
Chuck Ortiz rRaises both fists into the air.
The crowd is going "We want Joe Finch !".
Chuck Ortiz tags out to Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott whips Sebastian Clarke into the ropes.
Sebastian Clarke almost takes Scotty Scott's head off with a clothesline

Sebastian Clarke tags out to Chuck Ortiz.
Chuck Ortiz runs into the ropes.
Scotty Scott hits a punch on Chuck Ortiz.
Scotty Scott hits a belly-to-back suplex on Chuck Ortiz.
Scotty Scott takes Chuck Ortiz down with a punch to the head.
Scotty Scott goes for the STF, but Chuck Ortiz blocks it.
Chuck Ortiz executes a left hook on Scotty Scott.
Chuck Ortiz nails Scotty Scott with an uppercut.

JR: Chuck has been trying to mount some offense against Sebatsian and Scotty.

King: Try is the operative word there.

Rey: Sí, but it could be worst.

Tazan: True.... He could have been another version of Eco System.

King: Please I just ate.

JR: Scotty shoots Sebastian Clarke into the ropes. Sebastian ducks a clothesline from Scotty. Chuck misses a clothesline. Scotty just stopped Sebastian dead in his tracks with a T-Bone suplex!!!!!

King: I would like mine medium well.

Rey: I'll let Scotty know that you said so.

JR: Chuck is trapped between Scotty and Sebastian as they see who can hit Chuck the hardest in the head.

King: They are just going to hurt their hands.

Rey: For once I agree with you King.

Tazan: That is scary.

JR: Yes it is. Scotty is going up top as Sebastian hoists Chuck on his shoulders...... DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!!!! SHADES OF THE OLD LOD!!!!!

Rey: Scotty always did love the Road Warriors.

(Sebastian looks down at the broken body of Chuck and shakes hands with Scotty. Scotty raises the hand of Sebastian.)

JR: I think Scotty is trying to pass the torch on to Sebastian Clarke!!!!

Tazan: Are you sure about that amigo?

JR: SCOTTY JUST NAILED SEBASTIAN CLARKE IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!! HE IS STRADDLING THE BACK OF SEBASTIAN AND POUNDING HIS HEAD IN!!!!

Rey: This is the man we all know.

JR: Scotty is lifting the limp body of Chuck Ortiz...... SCOTTAMISSION-PLEX OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!!!!!! CHUCK ORTIZ LANDED ON THIS COLD HARD FLOOR!!!!!!!!!

King: I think he is dead. He has not moved an inch.

Oh, well. No big loss. He never RPs anyway!

Rey: JR, allow me. You look like your blood pressure is about to go through the roof.

Tazan: Scotty is asking the referee how much time is left.

Rey: And this referee is doing it as Scotty nails Sebastian with a low blow.

Tazan: He is seriously going to need some ice after that.

Rey: The referee is turnign around to find Scotty smiling and Sebastian rolling around on the mat. He asks Scotty if he hit Sebastian low.

Tazan: Scotty says no.

Rey: Chuck.... My boy don't you know to stay down?

Tazan: Never fear... Scotty just rammed his knee into the head of Chuck sending him back outside the ring.

Rey: Look at that delightful sadistic smile coming across Scotty's face.

Tazan: It has been a while since he has smiled like that.

Rey: Scottamission-plex on Sebastian, but he holds on... They roll over and....

Tazan: Another Scottamission-plex......

Rey: And another Scottamission-plex....

JR: I have never seen that before.

King: This is unreal.

Rey: He has been working on this for a couple of weeks.

Tazan: Scotty is now stalking Sebastian Clarke........

JR: SCOTTAMISSION!!!!!!!!!!

Rey: Si JR... I know from sparring with Scotty... That move hurts like hell.

Tazan: I thought he was going to break my neck.... But look how quickly he has Sebastian fading....

Rey This is almost over.....

JR; Sebastian Clarke submits after 13 seconds.
The chants for Scotty Scott are deafening.

*DING DING!*

LILLY: The winner is Scotty Scott!

KING: The only one that RPed! HA HA HA!

JR: Rey and Tazan Boy have joined Scotty in the ring.

King: Good I am glad they finally left.

JR: Look coming down the aisle.

King: PAIN!!!!!

JR: Pain is looking at Scotty for something.

King: Scotty just nodded.

JR: TOMBSTONE ON CHUCK ORTIZ..... CHOKESLAM ON SEBASTIAN CLARKE!!! THIS SADIASTIC KLIQ IS BACK AND THEY ARE SHOWING NO MERCY!!!!

King: Rey and Tazan are pulling Pain back some.....

JR: Look at Scotty just standing there laughing.

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Tamer is sitting in the Prime time locker room thinking. He slowly rises
and heads towards the door. Before he can reach it, the door opens and
Rachel walks in, slamming it behind her. Her expression reveals that she
seems to be in an unhappy mood tonight. Both of them look at each other,
unsure about what to say.)

Tamer: Hey.

Rachel: Hi...

Tamer: So…

Rachel: Yeah?

Tamer: Should we…

Rachel: Should we what?

Tamer: You got a-

Tamer/Rachel: Match.

(There is uneasy laughter.)

Tamer: Then…

Rachel: Yes, I should get ready…

Tamer: Um yeah…I gotta go check on some stuff. But…

Rachel: *uneasy sigh* What?

Tamer: We really…

Rachel: …Later okay?

Tamer: Later?

Rachel: We'll talk about 'that' later, alright?

Tamer: Yeah…Okay. Good luck by the way.

Rachel: Sure... you too.

Tamer: Alright…I’m gonna…

Rachel: *a little irritated*I should get ready so...

Tamer: Of Course…So…

Rachel: Bye…

Tamer: See ya.

(Tamer smiles at Rachel who does not return it. He slowly makes his way out
of the room, as Rachel sits on the couch, deep in thought of something. Wren
The Chimp comes hobbling over to her and begs to play with her. Rachel just
shrugs it off for now...)

Wren: OOOH!!

Rachel: Don't bother me, ape.

FADE

>>> 

LILLY: This contest is a four corners match scheduled for one fall.

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Bristol, TN...
Weighing in at 130 pounds...

The Women's Champion...
"The Queen of Hearts" Rachel Pitt

(Suddenly a soft white glow shines upon the entrance ram. "Trouble" by Pink plays out through the arena and black and white video clips plays as the fans get up to their feet and cheer. The Queen of Hearts walks out dressed in a white blouse and pinstripe skirt with matching jacket. She reaches into her coat pocket and tosses candy canes to the crowd and they clamber over each other to get them. She claps her hands and lifts her cane up into the air. She swings around and then strides down the ramp. She rolls in under the bottom rope and is assisted to her feet by the referee. While she waits, she kicks her stiletto heels off to the outside and hands her jacket to the announcer.)

King: Phew, JR! Rachel looks ticked tonight, not at all like herself.

JR: I understand, she’s sick of all the drama that’s been going on in her life. She’s focused on keeping her title.

King: Hey look! She's wrestling barefoot!

LILLY: Her opponent...
From Trier, Germany...
Weighing in at 143 pounds...

Jacklyne J.

(The lights in the arena start to flicker to a crimson red.)

PA: WE ARE THE UNION!!!

(“Points of authority” By Linkin Park hits the PA system. Jacklyn J. comes out from behind the curtain wearing black patten leather shorts and Crimson vinyl midriff top. She runs down the ramp slapping fans hands on her way down. She slides in the ring and jumps up on the turnbuckle. Jacklyn taunts to the crowd then does a back flip off the turnbuckle to start the match.)

LILLY: Their opponent...
Led to the ring by The Executioner...
Fighting out of Miami, FL...

Weighing in at 175 pounds...

Judge Moody

LILLY: Their opponent...
From Austin, TX...
Weighing in at 128 pounds...

Flame

DING DING!*

JR: There's the bell!

(Rachel Pitt extends her hand as a show of sportsmanship towards Flame. Flame hesitantly accepts, and is drawn into a clothesline from Rachel Pitt.)

JR: Rachel Pitt is wasting no time.

(Rachel Pitt brings Flame to her feet and is just nailed a kick to her stomach. As Flame is hunched over, Rachel locks her up and lifts her up in the air. The fans take in the moment, as camera lenses start flashing throughout the arena. Rachel then quickly drops Flame across her knee. Flame is howling in pain.)

JR: Rachel is absolutely vicious tonight.

King: I don't think we've seen this side to her.

(With Flame out, Rachel rushes over to where Moody and Jacklyn are battling it out and confronts them. Jacklyn J goes for a heel kick but Rachel simply catches it and sends Jacklyn to the center of the ring with a modified suplex. Moody tries to intervene by clotheslining Rachel, but Rachel sees it and ducks it. She quickly swings Moody around and nails a jumping snap kick to the face of Moody. Moody falls paralell to Jacklyn, which prompts Rachel to dive of with a ropeflip moonsault across Moody and Jacklyn.)

JR: Rachel Pitt goes for neckbreaker, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. runs into the ropes.
Rachel Pitt hits Jacklyne J. with a clothesline.
Rachel Pitt goes for a half Boston crab, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. almost takes Rachel Pitt's head off with a clothesline
Jacklyne J. hits Rachel Pitt.
Rachel Pitt chops Jacklyne J..
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Rachel Pitt and a few others cheering
her.
Jacklyne J. kicks Rachel Pitt.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Rachel Pitt punches Jacklyne J..
Rachel Pitt whips Jacklyne J. into the ropes.
Rachel Pitt misses with a clothesline.
Rachel Pitt hits Jacklyne J. with an elbow.
Rachel Pitt runs into the ropes.
Rachel Pitt hits Jacklyne J. with a shoulderblock.
Rachel Pitt throws Jacklyne J. out of the ring.
Rachel Pitt rolls out under the bottom rope.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Rachel Pitt gets back into the ring.
Jacklyne J. rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Rachel Pitt goes for a snap suplex, but Jacklyne J. counters it with
a small package.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Jacklyne J. nails Rachel Pitt with a missile dropkick.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Rachel Pitt begs off.
Jacklyne J. takes Rachel Pitt down with a missile dropkick.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Jacklyne J. hits a missile dropkick on Rachel Pitt.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Jacklyne J. tags out to Judge Moody.
Judge Moody nails Rachel Pitt with a huricanrana.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Judge Moody goes for a snap mare, but Rachel Pitt blocks it.
Rachel Pitt tags out to Jacklyne J..
Jacklyne J. goes for a pumphandle suplex, but Judge Moody
turns in mid-air and lands on her.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Judge Moody goes for a headbutt, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with a bulldog.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with a pumphandle suplex.
Jacklyne J. does a backflip.
You could hear a pin drop.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with a huricanrana.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Jacklyne J. does a backflip.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Jacklyne J. goes for a vertical suplex, but Judge Moody reverses it.
There is no crowd reaction.
Judge Moody goes for a snap mare, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Jacklyne J. nails Judge Moody with a swinging neckbreaker.
The crowd doesn't seem to care.
Jacklyne J. runs into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. misses with a clothesline.
Judge Moody nails Jacklyne J. with a huricanrana.
Judge Moody shouts at the crowd.
There is no crowd reaction.
Judge Moody executes a dropkick on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody executes a snap mare on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody uses an eye gouge on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody kicks Jacklyne J..
You could hear a pin drop.
Judge Moody chops Jacklyne J..
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Judge Moody kicks Jacklyne J..
There is no crowd reaction.
Judge Moody nails Jacklyne J. with a DDT.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Judge Moody shouts at the crowd.
You could hear a pin drop.
Judge Moody takes Jacklyne J. down with an arm bar.
Judge Moody whips Jacklyne J. into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with a clothesline.
Jacklyne J. whips Judge Moody into the ropes, but Judge Moody reverses it.
The Executioner trips Jacklyne J..
Al Johnson threatens Judge Moody with disqualification.
Al Johnson warns The Executioner.
Judge Moody uses an arm bar on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody executes an arm bar on Jacklyne J..
Judge Moody whips Jacklyne J. into the ropes.
Jacklyne J. hits Judge Moody with an elbow.
Jacklyne J. goes for a monkey flip, but Judge Moody blocks it.
Judge Moody goes for a headbutt, but Jacklyne J. blocks it.
Al Johnson is back on the job.
Jacklyne J. goes for a pumphandle suplex, but Judge Moody
turns in mid-air and lands on her.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Judge Moody nails Jacklyne J. with a huricanrana.
There is no crowd reaction.

JR: Rachel and Judge Moody are going at it. Wait Rachel just threw Moody
into the ropes!

King: I smell the Kiss of Death, JR!

JR: Moody comes sailing back and......OW! Kiss of Death right on the head!

King: Rachel tries a pin!

JR: Al Johnson counts: One, two, Flame doesn't make it in time... three.
There are lots of chants for Rachel Pitt.

*DING DING!*

LILLY: The winner is Rachel Pitt!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(A black stretch Hummer H2 with a painting of the United States Championship
belt painted on the hood rolls into the parking lot of the Savvis Center.
The Stretch Hummer comes to a complete stop and the front door opens up.
Ignition steps out wearing a white leather tank-top over white leather
pants. On his head Ignition was wearing a white top hat and he had a cane in
one hand. Ignition steps out and spins as he approaches Michael Bole.)

Ignition: What’s up, what’s up?

Bole: Noth-

(Ignition puts his cane up to Michael’s mouth quickly)

Ignition: Now hold on one second. Bole. Before ya go asking me about my
styling, flying, and just plain flashy hooked up outfit I got on, lemme tell
ya what it’s for.

(Ignition takes his caner down from Michael’s mouth.)

Ignition: It’s Season’s Beatings, and it’s that time of the year, Plus, do
people have to pay to get a glimpse of Ignition tonight?

Bole: Yeah, it’s a pay-per-view.

Ignition: Exactly, I am just giving the fans a little entertainment, I mean,
look at this stylin hat, if you wanna see quality, check out my hat. Hold on
a second Bole, I almost forgot something.

(Ignition pulls his leather shirt from his chest, and reaches in with his
other hand and pulls out a cell phone. Ignition opens the phone and starts
dialing something as he looks at Bole.)

Ignition: Just hold your horses for a few seconds Mr. Interview man. . .

(Ignition listens)

Ignition: YEAH! When you guys going to get here? I am waiting for it, and it
isn’t here yet.

(Ignition listens)

Ignition: Well it sounds like you are having more fun than ya should be
having. How about you just try and get here now, and stop worrying about all
the punony.

Bole: Uhh, Ignition?

Ignition: Yeah, what?

Bole: Punony?

(Ignition covers the cell phone with his hand)

Ignition: You will see in a sec Bole.

Bole: Ok. . .

(Ignition listens)

Ignition: So get here little man!!

(Ignition closes the phone and quickly shoves it into the pocket it came
from. Ignition looks at the camera, flashes a smile and adjusts his
tank-top. He rolls his shoulders back and looks at Michael.)

Ignition: Now, how you doing?

Bole: Not to bad, are you ready for a couple questions?

Ignition: Never been more ready.

Bole: What are your thoughts going into your match with Z and Verne tonight?

(Ignition grabs his chin and thinks.)

Ignition: My thoughts are this; I am going to walk into that ring with my
little scum bag of a partner and do what I gotta do to get to the Rumble.
Not only am I going to be wrestling against two great wrestlers, but I am
going to look good doing it. I am where I am today because I am a realistic
cat. I know my strengths, and I know my weaknesses. I know that I am going
to have a dangerous duo fighting against me, but I am not going astray, I am
not going to be terrorized. I am going to stand in that ring and face them
like the champion I am! You know what else-.

(Ignition is interrupted by the sound of screeching tires. The camera pans
over and a white limousine is seen sliding around the corner. The limo
drives up and stops in front of Ignition and Bole. The back door opens up
and a woman steps out, followed by one more woman. After that a midget steps
out in a white tux. In his arms he holds the US title belt.)

Ignition: It’s about time little man!

(Ignition snaps up his belt and rests it on his shoulder.)

Ignition: Now you can go have fun with my women little man.

(As the little man gets in the limo, Ignition stops him.)

Ignition: One more thing . . . if you are late next time, you will be
stepping out from under the limo, instead of stepping in it. Got it?

Styling Midget: Hey man, if you had all these women in the car with you,
would you be thinking about anything else?

(With that Ignition pushes the man in the limo. As he walks back to Bole he
winks at one of the women with a nice butt.)

Ignition: See Michael, those fine female specimens are a good case of
“punony”. Anyways, back to the task at hand.

(Ignition pats the belt on his shoulder and leans on his cane.)

Bole: How are you and White Lightning going to get along, long enough to
walk out of tonight’s match on the way to the Rumble?

Ignition: Here how I see it Michael. I don’t know if Whitey agrees with me,
but I don’t care, we didn’t discuss our match tonight with each other. . .

Bole: Why is that?

Ignition: I don’t like to associate myself with idiots. I don’t want to
fight on the man’s side. He has no honor, everything he touches he turns it
into a cheap, good for nothing act. The man does what it takes to win, I
will give ya that, but  like I said, he has no honor, and I am not going to
enjoy being on his team. Here’s my plan thought Michael. I don’t plan on
tagging the man in until I absolutely have to, and we are talking last
resort! I don’t want you being surprised when you see Whitey and I walking
down to the ring come Rumble time!

Bole: Why would I be surprised?

Ignition: Exactly, because Ignition is the Best Young Gun in the BMWF and
there isn’t a man walking God’s Green that I wouldn’t challenge! I don’t
care if you have been in this business forever, or are a new fish. I will
fight anyone, and I will fight anyone with all the heart that packed into my
chest. Now, I am not saying I would win, even though I probably will. I am
just saying that there ain’t NOBODY that Ignition won’t fight. So Z and V,
you two goons better be ready for one heck of a scrap, because I have been
ready sine day one!

Bole: I think that’s all I have for you Ignition. Have a good one!

(Ignition flips up his cane and catches it. He tips his hat and grabs his
belt. Ignition spins around and struts into the back hallway with his US
title belt as the camera FADES)

>>> 

>>>

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

At a total combined weight of 535 pounds...
Dozer Phillips... Kurt Dangle... THE BWO

Their opponents...
Led to the ring by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde...
At a total combined weight of 556 pounds...
From Breaux Bridge, LA... weighing in at 346 pounds...
Truck
His partner...
From Torreon, Mexico... weighing in at 210 pounds...
Ultimate Guerrero


*DING DING!*

JR: There's the bell!
Dozer Phillips catches Truck in a bearhug.
Truck manages to grab the ropes after 5 seconds.
Dozer Phillips goes for a back suplex, but Truck blocks it.
Truck throws Dozer Phillips out of the ring.
Joe Finch counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
Dozer Phillips reenters the ring.
Truck hits Dozer Phillips with a double ax handle chop.
Truck hits Dozer Phillips with a scoop slam.
Truck goes for a powerslam, but Dozer Phillips counters it with a lariat.
Dozer Phillips tags out to Kurt Dangle.
Kurt Dangle and Dozer Phillips whip Truck into the ropes.
They hit Truck with a double fist to the midsection.
Dozer Phillips leaves the ring.
Kurt Dangle runs into the ropes.
Truck hits Kurt Dangle with a kick.
Truck runs into the ropes.
Truck uses a shoulderblock on Kurt Dangle.
Truck tags out to Ultimate Guerrero.
Ultimate Guerrero and Truck whip Kurt Dangle into the ropes.
They hit Kurt Dangle with a double clothesline.
Dozer Phillips enters the ring and lays out Truck.
Kurt Dangle and Dozer Phillips whip Ultimate Guerrero into the ropes.
They hit Ultimate Guerrero with a double clothesline.
Dozer Phillips leaves the ring.
Kurt Dangle uses a headlock takedown on Ultimate Guerrero.
Ultimate Guerrero begs off.
Kurt Dangle tags out to Dozer Phillips.
Kurt Dangle goes for a headlock takedown, but Ultimate Guerrero
counters it with a back suplex.
In turn, Kurt Dangle counters it with a flip.
Dozer Phillips hits Ultimate Guerrero with a flying shoulderblock.
Dozer Phillips is met with a mixture of cheers and boos.
Kurt Dangle leaves the ring.
Dozer Phillips nails Ultimate Guerrero with an enzuigiri.
Dozer Phillips uses a kick to the head on Ultimate Guerrero.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Dozer Phillips.
Dozer Phillips is going for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, kickout.
Dozer Phillips goes for a choke lift, but Ultimate Guerrero blocks it.
Ultimate Guerrero almost takes Dozer Phillips's head off with a flying clothesli
ne
Ultimate Guerrero has the crowd going wild.
Ultimate Guerrero kicks Dozer Phillips.
The crowd is going crazy.
Ultimate Guerrero kicks Dozer Phillips.
Dozer Phillips hits Ultimate Guerrero.
Ultimate Guerrero hits Dozer Phillips.
Dozer Phillips kicks Ultimate Guerrero.
A portion of the crowd is booing Dozer Phillips.
Dozer Phillips chops Ultimate Guerrero.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Dozer Phillips.
Ultimate Guerrero punches Dozer Phillips.
Ultimate Guerrero has the crowd going wild.
Ultimate Guerrero goes for a slap, but Dozer Phillips blocks it.
Dozer Phillips goes for a kick to the head, but Ultimate Guerrero
ducks out of the way.
Ultimate Guerrero hits a fist to the midsection on Dozer Phillips.
Ultimate Guerrero chops Dozer Phillips.
Dozer Phillips chops Ultimate Guerrero.
Dozer Phillips kicks Ultimate Guerrero.
A portion of the crowd is booing Dozer Phillips.
Dozer Phillips chops Ultimate Guerrero.
A portion of the crowd is booing Dozer Phillips.
Ultimate Guerrero begs off.
Dozer Phillips catches Ultimate Guerrero in a bearhug.
Ultimate Guerrero grabs the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds.
Ultimate Guerrero begs off.
Dozer Phillips takes Ultimate Guerrero down with a tiger driver.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Dozer Phillips executes the Bulldozer on Ultimate Guerrero.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Dozer Phillips throws Ultimate Guerrero out of the ring.
Dozer Phillips goes outside.
Dozer Phillips is starting to get more cheers than boos.
Joe Finch counts: 1.
Joe Finch counts: 2.
Dozer Phillips throws Ultimate Guerrero into the guardrail.
Dozer Phillips goes for a kick to the midsection, but Ultimate Guerrero
blocks it.
Joe Finch counts: 3.
Ultimate Guerrero throws Dozer Phillips into the guardrail.
Truck comes over to make it two-on-one.
Ultimate Guerrero and Truck hit Dozer Phillips with a double flying axhandle.
Ultimate Guerrero throws Dozer Phillips into the guardrail.
Ultimate Guerrero hits a slap on Dozer Phillips.
Joe Finch counts: 4.
Ultimate Guerrero whips Dozer Phillips into the guardrail.
Ultimate Guerrero executes an elbowsmash on Dozer Phillips.
Ultimate Guerrero throws Dozer Phillips into the guardrail.
Joe Finch counts: 5.
Ultimate Guerrero gets back into the ring.
Dozer Phillips rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Ultimate Guerrero hits Dozer Phillips with a slap.
Ultimate Guerrero uses a fist to the midsection on Dozer Phillips.
Ultimate Guerrero attempts to place Dozer Phillips on the turnbuckle, but
Dozer Phillips blocks it.
Ultimate Guerrero goes for a flying clothesline, but Dozer Phillips
ducks out of the way.
Ultimate Guerrero begs off.
Dozer Phillips goes for a punch, but Ultimate Guerrero counters it with
a roundhouse right.
Ultimate Guerrero hits Dozer Phillips.
The crowd is really behind Ultimate Guerrero.
Dozer Phillips chops Ultimate Guerrero.
Dozer Phillips acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Dozer Phillips chops Ultimate Guerrero.
Dozer Phillips acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Dozer Phillips tags out to Kurt Dangle.
Dozer Phillips executes a kick to the head on Ultimate Guerrero.
Kurt Dangle nails Ultimate Guerrero with a back suplex.
Dozer Phillips leaves the ring.
Kurt Dangle almost takes Ultimate Guerrero's head off with a clothesline
Kurt Dangle goes for a double underhook suplex, but Ultimate Guerrero
counters it with a backdrop.
Ultimate Guerrero almost takes Kurt Dangle's head off with a flying clothesline
The crowd is really behind Ultimate Guerrero.
Ultimate Guerrero runs into the ropes.
Kurt Dangle hits Ultimate Guerrero with a clothesline.
Ultimate Guerrero falls out of the ring.
Kurt Dangle goes outside.
Kurt Dangle executes a Northern Lights suplex on Ultimate Guerrero.
Joe Finch counts: 1.
Blood is starting to drip from Ultimate Guerrero's mask.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Kurt Dangle nails Ultimate Guerrero with a double underhook suplex.
Joe Finch counts: 2.
Kurt Dangle takes Ultimate Guerrero down with a back suplex.
Kurt Dangle throws Ultimate Guerrero into the guardrail.
Joe Finch counts: 3.
Kurt Dangle reenters the ring.
Ultimate Guerrero climbs back into the ring.
Kurt Dangle is going for the pin.
Joe Finch counts: One, two, three.
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Kurt Dangle.

*DING DING!*

LILLY: The winners are The bWo!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>
 
(The scene opens in The Dawgs locker room where he’s talking to Michael Bole.) 

The Dawg: What do you mean, how could I interrupt the world champ?
 
Michael Bole: I’m just saying, he’s the champ and that was his time slot. 

The Dawg: I don’t give a big ding-dong whose time slot it was, I had something to say to the fans, and Lowedown was in my way. 

Michael Bole: Well! You know the champ; this may not be the end of it!

The Dawg: Your right! You’re damn right! This is not the end of it. Every last one of those clowns are going to realize that the tag team of Asylum and The Dawg is like a new razor blade, boom, before you know it your cut. 

Michael Bole: But remember Dawg, you two guys have never worked together before.
 
The Dawg: SO WHAT! I’ve never been in the sack with the Olsen twins either, but they’d both love it and come back for more. 

Michael Bole: Now that’s a little different. 

The Dawg: Maybe so! But Asylum is good. No I should say he’s damn good! When he sets his mind to it, he could beat any two men at the same time, he’s just that good. And you know me, why Michael, the only reason I don’t win more matches is because I’m too nice. I feel sorry for these bums, and take it easy on them. Well! Those days are over. My last match with Ignition, I lost because it was Christmas and I didn’t want to hurt him before the holidays. And look at Hardcore Harry, he’s turned into a bowl full of jell-o since I fought him, because he knows I will come back and ruin his life. And Lowedown! Man I felt bad for cutting his hair, so I let him beat me up. 

Michael Bole: O-K! O-K! Then what about Tyrone Smith?
 
The Dawg: This guy is on a mission right now. I don’t know how to explain it, but I let him win too, only because I didn’t want him to go out and jump off a bridge. 

Michael Bole: Ya Dawg! Say what you want, but Smith just out and out, whooped your butt!
 
The Dawg: Maybe so! But on down the road, Tyrone Smith and I will meet again, and it won’t be pretty. 

Michael Bole: So what your saying is that you and Asylum can’t be beat. 

The Dawg: Now you got it! My partner and me are the best. In fact, I would say that we’re probably the best dang tag team the BMWF has ever seen! Why! We’re so good that it reminds me of a story that took place….Michael Bole: Hey man, I’ve got to go, so I’ll listen to your story latter. 

(Michael starts towards the door. Much latter on that story.)
 
The Dawg: May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your crotch.
 
Michael Bole: Thanks Dawg, and right back at ya.

>>> 

(Asylum and Jackyn J. are walking down a hallway Bole runs up to them)

Bole: Hey Asylum can I get a word?

Asylum: Well I don’t see why…

Bole: See why what?

Asylum: see why in the hell you think you have the right to talk to me. Back the *bleep* off. I’ll I got to say to you is.

(Asylum flips off Bole and starts walking)

Jacklyn: Have a nice day. Michael.

FADE

>>> 

(Tamer is in the Prime Time locker room throwing some punches at a punching
bag. Tamer throws some hard punches. Tamer turns to face the camera.)

Tamer: Tonight I team with Tyrone Smith, the Jamaican Monster. This is a
very interesting team. Now I will not sit here and talk about the
strangeness because Rachel and I kissed and Rachel is Tyrone’s Girlfriend.
Because guess what Tyrone has no clue. So it doesn’t have a damn thing to
do with the match.

(Tamer throws a few more punches.)

Tamer: So tonight Tamer and Tyrone Smith teaming up to take on the Judge and
Hardcore Harry. This is one hell of a match up. Not much to say. Bedlam
Bowl spot on the line. I got the Tag team experience. Tyrone has experience
period. Tuff Enuff champions in Harry and Judge. That means that know how to
survive and I know they will both do whatever it takes to get into the bowl.
But simply put I know Tyrone, my partner is gonna bring it, and I’m damn
sure gonna bring it. This will be a brawl for the bowl if you will. This is
an utmost important match. Get into the Bowl get a chance to go onto The
Granddaddy of ‘em All, Bruisermania. I chance to stand on the grandest stage
and face The BMWF world Heavyweight Champion for the gold. It’s what dreams
are made of. And the road to that match begins with Lethal Lottery, December
29th marks the beginning of the road to Bruisermania. All paths start here.
The roller coaster begins.

(Tamer smiles)

Tamer: Are You Prepared!!!!

FADE

>>> 

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

At a total combined weight of 455 pounds...
From El Paso, Texas... weighing in at 225 pounds...
Latino Heat

His partner...
From Tokyo, Japan... weighing in at 230 pounds...
Ryushi Fujita

LILLY:  Their opponents...
From Los Angeles... weighing in at 267 pounds...
Asylum

(The lights in the arena dim to complete darkness.)

PA: WE ARE THE UNION!!!

(A blinding flash goes off with a thunderous boom. Blue strobes go off through the arena and “Awake” by Godsmack hits the PA system. Asylum explodes from behind the curtain. He looks around at all the fans while pausing at the top of the ramp. Asylum looks at Dawg and runs down the ramp and slides in the ring.)

LILLY: His partner...
From Hershey, PA... weighing in at 395 pounds...
The Dawg

(The music, “Bad to the Bone,” starts to echo thru the Savvis Center as the Dawg walks out on the stage wearing a tan trench coat. He stops at center stage and turns in a circle, modeling his trench coat.) 

The Dawg: Howdy St. Louis!
 
(The fans shout back howdy to the Dawg.)
 
The Dawg: Did I hear someone say that the cardinals suck?
 
(The fans start booing!)
 
The Dawg: Hey! They don’t suck as bad as Latino Heat and Ryushi Fujita! 
(The fans cheer again.)
 
The Dawg: Latino and Fyushi are a couple of low life’s that need a good spanking and sent home to their mommas. 

(The fans start laughing.)
 
The Dawg: To night, my tag partner, the best damn wrestler you’ve ever seen, Asylum, and The Dawg, that’s me, will go down to the ring and beat the stuffing out of those two young bucks. 

(The fans start their chant, Dawg, Dawg, Dawg!)
 
The Dawg: Say! Do ya like my new coat?
 
(The fans all say Yes!)
 
The Dawg: Did ya know that I’m only wearing my birthday suit under here? 

(The fans all start laughing!)
 
JR: I sure hope he’s kidding! 

King: I do, too! Nobody wants to see this mad cow naked!
 
(The Dawg slowly starts unbuttoning the front of his coat.)
 
The Dawg: Are you ready to see the most beautiful body in the world?
 
JR: I’m not going to look, tell me what you see! 

King: It can’t be any worse than looking at Bruisers hair ole butt! 

(The Dawg starts to open his coat, but before anyone could see anything, he turns his back.)
 
(The Dawg opens his coat and looks down.)
 
The Dawg: Damn I look good! Are all you ladies ready for this?
 
(The women chant, take it off, take it off!)
 
(The Dawg slowly starts to turn and face the crowd as he let’s the trench coat drop to the floor. He holds his hands up over his head so all the world can feast their eyes on the most beautiful wrestler of all time.) 

JR: Did he take the coat off?
 
King: He sure did!
 
JR: And! Tell me what you see!
 
King: It’s just amazing! I would of never dreamed, or maybe I would have never had a nightmare that looks like that! 

(The Dawg stands on the stage flexing his muscles for the fans, dressed in Lime green spandex shorts and a lime green spandex tank shirt. On the front of his shirt is a picture of the taco bell dog, and on the back of his shirt is the words, “Meanest Dawg in the yard!”) 

(As The Dawg starts down the ramp, a huge pryro display goes off behind him and the bruisertron lights up. All the fans start cheering and pointing at the screen, so The Dawg stops at the ring and turns around to see what’s going on.) 

(On the screen is someone strapped down by his hands and feet in a barber’s chair. Behind the chair is the taco bell dog holding a razor and sharpening on a razor strap.) 

Taco bell dog: Hey my friend, how’s it hanging? 

(The little dog holds his paw up to his mouth as he chuckles.)
 
Taco bell dog: You say you want me to take more off the top?
 
(The person in the chair start struggling as the dog puts shaving cream all over his head.)
 
Taco bell dog: You say leave the ears?
 
(The little dog starts shaving all the hair off of the un-known guests head. When he gets finished the dog wipes his head with a towel, and puts a band-aid on his head.)
 
Taco bell dog: Sorry for that little slip!
 
(The taco bell dog walks around and lays a gold belt on the guests lap. As he walks back around the chair, he stops at the bottom of the chair and hikes his leg.)
 
Taco bell dog: Maybe next time dude, I don’t have to go now. Oh! Give my regards to the little misses. I hope your new baldhead doesn’t put out her Flame. 

(The Dawg and all the fans start laughing as The Dawg turns and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring.)

*DING DING*

(Asylum and The Dawg stand in their corner talking and point over at Heat and Fujita as they plan out what they’re going to do. Asylum laughs as he climbs out of the ring, leaving The Dawg to do battle first.) 

JR: The Dawg comes out of his corner dragging one of his legs like he’s hurt. He stops and rubs his knee trying to get some sympathy from Latino Heat. As the Heat gets close enough, The Dawg nails him with a chop to the throat, and then another that staggers Latino Heat back a few steps. Before he can regain his balance, The Dawg nails him with a devastating clothesline that shakes the whole ring. The Dawg helps him to his feet and then whips him shoulder first into the turnbuckles. Latino Heat grabs his shoulder just as The Dawg charges in and nails him with a 395# body slam that crushes the Heat against the steel corner turnbuckles. The Heat wilts to the mat like a pile of rags, as The Dawg turns to the fans and slaps his belly.

JR: I didn’t think The Dawg was hurt. 

King: The only place he’s hurt’in is between the ears. 

JR: As Latino Heat gets back to his feet; The Dawg picks him up, and using a gorilla press, throws him out of the ring.

The Dawg turns and motions with his finger for Fujita to come into the ring. Fujita climbs thru the ropes and charges The Dawg, but The Dawg side steps him and Fujito slams into the corner turnbuckles where Asylum is standing.

Asylum nails him with a forearm smash to the head and pushes him back out to The Dawg. The Dawg wraps his big arms around Fujito in a bear hug, and applies pressure to the lower back. Fujito fights off the pain and nails The Dawg with a head butt; The Dawg shakes his head and tightens the grip. Fujito nails him with another head butt, and this time The Dawg releases the hold. Fujito lands a chop that just makes The Dawg mad, and The Dawg puts him back in the bear hug. The Dawgs face turns red as he grits his teeth and squeezes with all his mighty, Fujito covers his face with his hands to hide the pain. The Dawg shakes him around a little and nails him with a belly-to-belly suplex. Fujito gets to his feet clutching his back, as The Dawg grabs him by the scruff of the neck and throws him threw the ropes. The Dawg walks over and tags Asylum, as Latino Heat gets back into the ring.
 
JR: Asylum and The Dawg are working pretty good together.
 
King: Ya! Short bursts and then tag.
 
JR: Asylum whips Latino Heat into the corner. The Dawg reaches over the top rope and wraps a big arm around his neck and lifts him about a foot off the mat. As The Dawg holds him up, Asylum runs in and nails him with a shoulder to the guts. The Dawg spins him around and lands two damaging fists to the head that puts the Heat on his back.
 
King: That boy will have to breath threw his butt for a few days!
 
JR: The Dawg tags in and sends Latino Heat to the mat with a head butt to the chest. The Dawg gets on top, and holding him by the hair, smashes his nose and face with repeated blows the the head. With blood running down Latino’s face, The Dawg turns him and puts a knee across his throat to hold him down as Asylum comes off the top rope and lands butt first, right in the middle of the Heats gut. The Dawg slaps Asylum hand in a high five as he heads for the corner. 

JR: That was a great move by Asylum!

King: Sure was! And The Dawg did good setting him up.

Latino Heat makes the tag. 

JR: Ryushi Fujita nails Asylum with a head and arm suplex.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Ryushi Fujita leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Ryushi Fujita almost takes Asylum's head off with a clothesline
Len Stanley removes the chair from the ring.
Ryushi Fujita leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes and springs off the chair.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a clothesline, but Asylum ducks out of the way.
Len Stanley removes the chair from the ring.

KING: Hey look! It's Pepe the Wonder Dog! We haven't seen much of him since the Taco Bell dog started annoying us!

JR: How are you doing, Pepe?

PEPE: I am doing very good, amigo! How 'bout chu?

JR: I'm fine!

KING: I'm fine, too! What are you doing here?

PEPE: Oh, I was seeting at home watching the BMWF on the Tee Vee when I sees dis other dog and I theenk he is trying to be jus' like Pepe! So I came down here to watch this fatso wrestle!

JR: I see.

Asylum nails Ryushi Fujita with reverse suplex.
Asylum nails Ryushi Fujita with neckbreaker.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Asylum smacks Ryushi Fujita with a devastating clothesline .
Asylum takes Ryushi Fujita down with a brainbuster.
Asylum covers Ryushi Fujita.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
Asylum smacks Ryushi Fujita with a devastating clothesline .
Asylum tags out to The Dawg.
Latino Heat enters the ring and lays out Asylum.
Latino Heat takes The Dawg down with a dropkick.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a German suplex, but The Dawg blocks it.
The Dawg throws Ryushi Fujita off the turnbuckle.
Latino Heat enters the ring, but gets cut off.
The Dawg and Asylum whip Ryushi Fujita into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Ryushi Fujita with a double fist to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for Ryushi Fujita.
Latino Heat leaves the ring.
Ryushi Fujita runs into the ropes.
Ryushi Fujita smacks The Dawg with a devastating clothesline .

Ryushi Fujita tags out to Latino Heat.
Asylum enters the ring and throws Ryushi Fujita out of the ring.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Asylum.
The Dawg and Asylum hit Latino Heat with a double vertical suplex.
Asylum leaves the ring.
The Dawg whips Latino Heat into the ropes.
The Dawg misses with a shoulderblock.
The Dawg misses with a kick.
Latino Heat hits The Dawg with a kick.
Latino Heat runs into the ropes.
Latino Heat hits The Dawg with an elbow.
Latino Heat hits The Dawg with a dropkick.
Latino Heat uses a belly-to-back suplex on The Dawg.
Latino Heat nails The Dawg with a belly-to-back suplex.
Latino Heat whips The Dawg into the ropes.
Latino Heat uses a dropkick on The Dawg.

Heat tags out to Fujita.

JR: The Dawg tags in and puts Fujita in a headlock and rakes his eyes down the top ropes. Fujito stomps around holding his hands over his eyes, as The Dawg walks over and puts his hands on the back of Fujitos head, and drives a knee into his face. The Dawg picks him up and power slams him to the mat, as Fujito lays there, The Dawg comes off the ropes and nails him with a knee across the chest.

The Dawg gets to his feet and runs over and nails Latino Heat with a fist to the forehead that knocks him off the ring apron, he then turns and waves for Asylum to come into the ring.

 The Dawg presses Asylum over his head and drops him down across Fujita. Asylum bounces to his knees and starts choking him, as The Dawg steps on his leg with one foot, and drives his big black boot down on the other knee.

 Again both Asylum and The Dawg give each other high fives as The Dawg leaves the ring.
 
JR: Here comes The Dawg.

King: He looks well rested.
 
JR: The Dawg tags Asylum as he comes thru the ropes. He whips Latino Heat in to the ropes and lands a knee to the gut. The Dawg lands first one, and then a second chop to the throat before he puts him on his back with a right upper cut. He pulls the Heat to his feet by his ears and then slams him back down on the mat with a power slam. The Dawg reaches down and puts his fingers in Latino Heats mouth, and tries to tear his face apart. Latino Heat is kicking and trying to get lose, but The Dawg wants to rip his face off and keeps pulling. The Dawg releases and drops a knee in Latino’s gut. The Dawg wraps his hands around the Heats neck and starts banging his head off the mat as he chokes him. The Dawg stops and drags Latino Heat over towards his corner and drops him. The Dawg turns and looks at Asylum who stands waiting on the top turn buckle, The Dawg turns around and Asylum steps onto his shoulders. The Dawg wobbles a little as Asylum gets his balance and then does a flip and lands his version of The Dawgs Tenderizer on top of Latino Heat. The Dawg steps across Asylum and Latino Heats bodies as he meets Fujito, trying to save his partner, with a clothes line. The ref. drops down and starts the count on Latino Heat, as The Dawg puts the boots to Fujito and rolls him out of the ring.

Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Asylum.

*DING DING!*

LILLY: The winners are Asylum and The Dawg!

PEPE: That was very boring match! I be right back!

KING: Pepe's going into the rng! Look out, Pepe! Dawg will sit on you and make burrito filling out of you!

JR: What is Pepe doing?

KING: Er...uh...what all dogs do...

JR: OH, MY!

KING: He's left something for Dawg and Asylum on the ramp! YAHHH!

JR: Dawg and Aslyum don't see it! EYEW! They just stepped in it!

KING: Gross! YUK! BLECH!

JR: We'll be right back!

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(Tamer is seen backstage looking for something or someone)

Tamer: Man, where is he?

(As Tamer turns a corner he runs right into Tyrone Smith)

King: YAAAAH!!! RUN!!!!

Tamer: Hey, Tyro... er.. Mr. Smith, I've been looking for you.

Tyrone: An' what da rass for?

Tamer: You and I need to talk. It's about...

Tyrone: Look, son, if 'tis 'bout our match.. don't worry... I'll handle dem
two chumps. All ya gotta do is watch MY back, ya dig?

Tamer: Yeah, it's not that. It's about Rachel... You see, she and I...

Tyrone: WHAT DA RASS, MON!!! Why is everyone talkin' 'bout ya an' her? Did
y'all (beep) or sometime?

Tamer: Well...

(Tyrone grabs Tamer by the throat)

Tyrone: Look me in da eyes, boy!!! If ya ever touch my girl, I'll end yer
(beep)in' life! Ya dig?

(Tamer shakes his head, agreeing. Tyrone let's go of Tamer's next)

Tyrone: Good.. see ya in da ring.

(Tyrone turns his back on Tamer, who now has a smile on his face)

Tamer: So you don't know?

(Tyrone spins around quickly with an odd look on his face)

Tyrone: Know what?

Tamer: (Smiling) Nothing.... nothing at all! (Laughs) See you in the ring,
partner!

Tyrone: Yeah, whatever!

(Tyrone turns and walks away from a very elated Tamer)

Tamer: Whew! Okay, this makes things interesting. I gotta talk to
Rachel...and soon.

(Tamer walks off as the scene fades.)

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(Tai Hashi is riding a treadmill in his locker room and at the same time looking at the camera.)

Tai Hashi: Eco-System, I would kiss your titles goodbye if I were you. Tonight those belts are going to Rock Star Inc. and it would be a pleasure for me and Kolic to be the last ever tag team champions of 2003 and first ever tag team champions of 2004. Are you ready Inferno, how about you Mineral? I'm ready, I'm ready to kick your @$$es! Rock on sista'!

>>>

(Rock and Cactus Dove are standing by in the interview area with Kevin Kellie.)

KELLIE: Rock and Cactus, in just a few moments, the Rock-n-Suck Connection will be reunited in the ring for the first time in several years..

(Rock holds up his hand shutting Kellie up. He gives a mean looking People's Eyebrow to Kellie, then grabs the mic.)

ROCK: FINALLY...THE ROCK HAS COME BACK...

ROCK & DOVE: TO SAINT...(Rock stops and looks at Cactus strangely.)

DOVE:...LOUIE!!!!! (Dove looks at Rock and smiles. Rock stares at him.)

ROCK: Listen up, jabroni! this isn't "Sing Along With The Rock!" Know your role and shut your mouth! (Dove gets a big toothless grin.) Good God Almighty! You are one of the ugliest jabronies in wrestling history! The only person uglier than you is Mae Old!

KING: YAHHH!

DOVE: HA HA HA! That was a good one, Rock! You're so funny! Now let me tell you a joke.

ROCK: The Rock doesn't want to hear any of your jokes!

DOVE: Just one, ok, Rock? It's a dirty joke!

ROCK: What in the blue...? Have you been reading Box's promos again?

DOVE: No, this is a really funny dirty joke! Ready?

ROCK: OK, OK. Just get it over with.

DOVE: A little boy fell down in the mud! HA HA HA!

ROCK: Then what happened? Is that it?

DOVE: No. Now I'll tell you a clean joke! The boy took a bath! HA HA HA!

(Rock sticks his hand out shutting Dove up.)

ROCK: You...are a roody poo.

KELLIE: Well, do you have any comments about your match tonight, guys?

ROCK: The Rock has one comment! The Rock is going to take his boot...shine it up real nice...and stick his right foot up Darklord's candy @$$...then stick his left foot right up Hollywood's candy @$$!!

DOVE: Boy, Rock, you're gonna look funny being dragged around with your feet up their butts! I'll video tape it and send it to America's Fumiest Home Videos! HA HA HA!

ROCK: The Rock has had all he can stand of this jabroni! I'm out! (Rock ways away.)

DOVE: IF YA SMELLL LA LA LA OW!...what the Rock-n-Suck Connection...is cookin'!!

(Cactus's music plays as we fade...)

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

From Truth or Consequences, New Mexico... weighing in at 280 pounds...
Cactus Dove

(Cactus Dove's music plays as Cactus Dove wobbles to the ring.)

His partner...
From Miami, Florida... weighing in at 275 pounds...
"The Most Electrifying Man In Sports Entertainment" and the Commissioner of the BMWF...The Rock

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

(The Rock's theme plays as The Great One steps through the curtains and onto the stage. He stops on the stage and takes a big whiff of the People's cheers, then heads to the ring. Once there, he climbs into the ring. He goes to the other side of the ring, climbs to the second turnbuckle, raises his fist, then takes another whiff of the People''s cheers. He repeats this in all four corners, then gets ready for the match.)

KING: I'm not sure about how well these guys are going to be able to work together! Rock has never really liked Dove and after those lousy jokes Dove made, he may hate him even more!

LILLY: Their opponents...
From Venice Beach, California... weighing in at 275 pounds...
"The Man Who Made Wrestling" Hollywood Hulkster

("Real American" plays as Hollywood Hulkster, dressed in the traditional yellow and red, comes to the stage. He works the crowd and struts to the ring. Once in the ring, he does the "cup the ear and tear the t-shirt off" routine for about five minutes.)

JR: Here he is, King! The Icon! The Man Who Made Wrestling! It's Hollywood Hulkster!

KING: He should put the mask back on! It'll hide his bald head better than that bandana!

(Hulkster's music stops. The light's go out!)

KING: YAHHH!

JR: King! Get off my lap!

LILLY: His partner...

Led to the ring by Uncle Paul...
From the Darkside... weighing in at 328 pounds...
"The Lord of Darkness" Darklord

(The building is filled with the eerie purple glow as the Darklord theme starts. Suddenly, a huge pyro explosion goes off and Darklord comes through the curtains and heads to the ring along with Uncle Paul. Darklord steps up the ringsteps. His eyeballs roll back into his head as he raises his hands causing the lights to return to normal.)

JR: Good Heavens! Darklord looks more evil and sadistic than ever! King! get out from under the table!

KING: YAHHHH! I don't want to be here! Everyone thinks that Darklord is just playing a role, but I think he actually has supernatural powers! By the way, do you know where I can get some other pants. Mine are a little wet!

*DING DING!*

JR: There's the bell!
Darklord uses a fist to the midsection on The Rock.
Darklord almost takes The Rock's head off with a flying lariat
Darklord goes for a choke slam, but The Rock counters it with
a kick to the midsection.
The Rock whips Darklord into the ropes.
Darklord almost takes The Rock's head off with a flying clothesline
Darklord hits a choke slam on The Rock.
Darklord goes for the Tombstone, but The Rock blocks it.
Darklord executes an elbowsmash on The Rock.
Darklord nails The Rock with an elbowsmash.
Darklord goes for a short clothesline, but The Rock counters it with
a belly-to-belly suplex.

JR: See, King? If Darklord has supernatural powers, why is the Rock able to counter his moves?

KING: Because the wrestling ring is his Kryptonite?

JR: That is goofy, King!

KING: Hey! If you keep badmouthing Darklord and saying his powers are fake, he may quit and write nasty posts and e-mails, then disintegrate you with a dark force ray!

JR: King, stop it!

The Rock goes for a kick to the midsection, but Darklord blocks it.
Darklord goes for a choke slam, but The Rock blocks it.
The Rock executes a low blow on Darklord.
The Rock takes Darklord down with a forearm to the back.
The Rock goes for a forearm to the back, but Darklord side-steps and The Rock
only hits air.
Darklord is going for the cover.
Earl Hepner counts: One, kickout.
Darklord tags out to Hollywood Hulkster.
Hollywood Hulkster uses a chop on The Rock.
Hollywood Hulkster goes for a headbutt, but The Rock blocks it.
The Rock nails Hollywood Hulkster with a headsmash into the turnbuckle.
The Rock kicks Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd erupts.
The Rock chops Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
Hollywood Hulkster hits The Rock.
The crowd is cheering on Hollywood Hulkster.
The Rock kicks Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd is giving The Rock a standing ovation.
The Rock chops Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
The Rock whips Hollywood Hulkster into the ropes.
The Rock goes for the Rock Bottom, but Hollywood Hulkster blocks it.
The Rock executes a facerake on Hollywood Hulkster.
The Rock hits Hollywood Hulkster with a spinebuster.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
The Rock almost takes Hollywood Hulkster's head off with a clothesline
The Rock nails Hollywood Hulkster with a DDT.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
The Rock works the crowd.
The crowd is going into a frenzy.
The Rock goes for the Rock Bottom, but Hollywood Hulkster counters it with
an elbowsmash.
Hollywood Hulkster hoists The Rock high into the air with a vertical suplex, the
n sends The Rock crashing hard to the mat.
Hollywood Hulkster punches The Rock.
Hollywood Hulkster is getting a good reaction from the crowd.
Hollywood Hulkster chops The Rock.
The Rock punches Hollywood Hulkster.
The Rock punches Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd is on its feet cheering for The Rock.
The Rock hits Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd erupts.
Hollywood Hulkster chops The Rock.
Hollywood Hulkster puts The Rock in a front facelock.
The Rock inches his way towards the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds.
Hollywood Hulkster tags out to Darklord.
Cactus Dove enters the ring and lays out Hollywood Hulkster.
The Rock and Cactus Dove whip Darklord into the ropes.
They hit Darklord with a double fist to the midsection.
Cactus Dove leaves the ring.
The Rock runs into the ropes.
Darklord hits The Rock with a roundhouse right.
Darklord hits The Rock with an elbowdrop.
Darklord goes for a bodyslam, but The Rock counters it with a small package.
Earl Hepner counts: One, shoulder up.
The Rock tags out to Cactus Dove.
The Rock smacks Darklord with a devastating clothesline .
Cactus Dove locks Darklord in a sleeperhold.
Darklord is struggling to reach the ropes.
Darklord manages to grab the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Cactus Dove and The Rock whip Darklord into the ropes.
They hit Darklord with a double fist to the midsection.
The Rock almost takes Darklord's head off with a clothesline
Cactus Dove nails Darklord with a back suplex.
The Rock nails Darklord with a spinebuster.
The crowd is giving The Rock a standing ovation.

KING: Oh, no! Look! It's coming! The most electrifying move in sports entertainment!

JR: No, wait! The Rock is telling Cactus to attack!
Cactus Dove executes a flying kneedrop on Darklord.
The Rock leaves the ring.
Cactus Dove takes Darklord down with a backbreaker.
The crowd is really behind Cactus Dove.
Cactus Dove executes the Double Arm DDT on Darklord.

KING: YAHHH! That's it! It's over!

JR: Cactus Dove goes for the pin.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two...(The rope mysteriously moves closer to Darklord).. foot on the ropes.

KING: YAHHH! Did you see that rope bend inwards?

JR: It must have been an optical illusion!
Cactus Dove locks Darklord in a sleeperhold.
Darklord gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds.
Darklord sits up.
Darklord locks Cactus Dove in a choke lift.
Earl Hepner warns Darklord to let go.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.
Darklord executes a side suplex on Cactus Dove.
Darklord hits a bodyslam on Cactus Dove.
Darklord is going for the pin.
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, kickout.
Darklord tags out to Hollywood Hulkster.
Hollywood Hulkster whips Cactus Dove into the ropes.
Hollywood Hulkster goes for a kick to the head, but Cactus Dove blocks it.
Cactus Dove runs into the ropes.
Hollywood Hulkster hits Cactus Dove with a backdrop.
Cactus Dove falls out of the ring.
Hollywood Hulkster rolls out under the bottom rope.
Earl Hepner counts: 1.
Hollywood Hulkster whips Cactus Dove into the guardrail.
Hollywood Hulkster poses for the crowd.
There are lots of chants for Hollywood Hulkster.
Hollywood Hulkster throws Cactus Dove into the ringpost.
Hollywood Hulkster knocks Cactus Dove into the ringsteps.
Hollywood Hulkster whips Cactus Dove into the guardrail.
Earl Hepner counts: 2.
Hollywood Hulkster gets back into the ring.
Cactus Dove rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Hollywood Hulkster executes a facerake on Cactus Dove.
Hollywood Hulkster sends Cactus Dove into the turnbuckle.
Hollywood Hulkster throws Cactus Dove out of the ring.
Hollywood Hulkster goes through the ropes.
Hollywood Hulkster goes for a vertical suplex, but Cactus Dove blocks it.
Hollywood Hulkster has been cut open.
Cactus Dove goes for a Tombstone, but Hollywood Hulkster blocks it.
Earl Hepner counts: 1.
Hollywood Hulkster climbs back into the ring.
Cactus Dove rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Hollywood Hulkster punches Cactus Dove.
There are lots of chants for Hollywood Hulkster.
Cactus Dove hits Hollywood Hulkster.
The chants for Cactus Dove are deafening.
Cactus Dove hits Hollywood Hulkster.
The crowd is giving Cactus Dove a standing ovation.
Cactus Dove hits Hollywood Hulkster.

KING: Hollywood is hulking up!

HULKSTER (Pointing at Cactus)/CROWD: YOU!!!!

JR: Cactus Dove tries to nail Hollywood Hulkster with a punch, but Hulkster blocks it.
Hollywood Hulkster has the crowd going wild.
Hollywood Hulkster hits a punch on Cactus Dove.
Hollywood Hulkster whips Cactus Dove into the ropes.
Hollywood Hulkster nails Cactus Dove with the Big Boot.

Hollywood is signaling for the 1-2-3!

Hollywood Hulkster runs into the ropes.

Hollywood Hulkster executes the Atomic Legdrop!!

He's going for the cover!

I, 2...Darklord makes the save!

The Rock enters the ring.
Darklord lays out The Rock.

Cactus is up! Darklord catches him by the throat!
Darklord has the crowd going wild.

KING: YAHHH!

JR: Wait a minute! Darklord has released Cactus! He's stepping back!

(Darklord lifts his arms above him, then drops them. The lights go out again.)

KING: YAHHH! Not again!

JR: I can't see a thing!

KING: I smell something! Sulfur!

(Suddenly a huge flash comes form the ring.)

JR: Good gosh! That must be hellfire and brimstone!

KING: You mean Eco-System are back again?

(The lights come on.)

JR: Golly Bill, King! Look there! IT'S DOVEKIND!!

KING: Golly Bill? What the...? Ok, so Dove has changed personas again, but where is Eco-System?

JR: I didn't mean that hellfire and brimstone!

KING: Wait! Hollywood is missing!

JR: Darklord has the Rock up!

CHOKE SLAM!! CHOKE SLAM TO HELL!!

KING: What is Doveding doing? YAHHH! It's Mr. Sucko!

JR: No, he just tossed Sucko down! He's got that old leather thing he used to wear on his hand!

MANDIBLE CLAW ON THE ROCK! WHAT IN THUNDER??

KING: What's he doing? He's attacking his own partner!!

JR: Rock is out! Darklord has him up!

TOMBSTONE! TOMBSTONE ON THE ROCK!!!

Darklord is going for the pin!
Earl Hepner counts: One, two, three.
The crowd is boing Darklord right out of the building.

*DING DING!*

LILLY: The winners are Darklord and Hollywood...(Darklord stops here and tells her something.) Excuse me...The Winners are Darklord and...DOVEKIND!!!

KING: What? This can't be!

JR: Golly bill! It'll be Darklord and Dovekind going on to Bedlam Bowl!

KING: YAHHH!

JR: What's going to happen next? We'll be right back!