(With gym bag slung over his left shoulder, "The Rock Star" Tai Hashi is
seen walking down through the corridors of the BMWF Arena in Adrian,
Michigan. He turns the corner and bumps into a large, beefy man in a BMWF
t-shirt. This is the roadie that Tai was talking to on the phone earlier.
The roadie has a baldhead, an eyebrow piercing, a nose ring and a piercing
in his chin, he has a bicycle-moustache and talks in a gruff voice as if he
just swallowed a brick or an ash tray.or even both.)

Roadie: Tai, you took your time.

Tai Hashi: Dude, don't get so impetuous over the situation I have everything
sorted out! I understand that you may be worried, I mean look at the size
and experience difference between me and the Jailbird, Ash, but then again,
look at the size difference from me compared to most other guys in the BMWF
roster. I'm only five-foot-nine but I was trained how to take down bigger
guys!

Roadie: I'm confident that you're going to go out of this match with your
hand raised but I really think you should've been here earlier like everyone
else, you know, a little extra training.

Tai Hashi: I was actually in my hotel room, punching, kicking and pummelling
the punch-bag like a madman, just like I'm going to do to Ash tonight!
Tonight, I'm going to show Ash how much of a has-been he is, yes, at one
time he was at the top of his game.that was when he was in the BWO and he
had guys like Lowedown, Maverick and Dozer Phillips to watch his back, now
this sucker has this Union thing going on for the millionth time this guy is
on his own! Union is full of a bunch of has-beens it's about time that the
future, like me, shows them where they ought to be.a retirement home!

Roadie: (Laughs) I agree with you buddy, anyway, the locker room is six
doors down to the left. You might want to get your butt down there before
someone steals your place.

Tai Hashi: Alright, see you around, dude.

(Tai makes his way to the locker room when the roadie shouts back at him.)

Roadie: HASHI!

(Tai turns around.)

Roadie: Good luck tonight and keep rocking!

(Tai gives him the 'rock' hand signal (Extends thumb, index finger and
little finger))

Tai Hashi: Thanks and you keep rocking too!

(Tai carries on down the corridor with a smile as the roadie gets on with
whatever roadies do backstage.)

FADE.

>>>

JR: Are you ready for this, King? We're about to go to Japan for our next
match!

KING: YAHH! I haven't even packed!

JR: Not literally!

KING: We're... figuratively going to Japan?

JR: In a way. Alexei Romanov just gave us a pretty special match tonight,
because we're going to footage from All Japan Pro Wrestling's show from
earlier which took place at the legendary Tokyo Dome! The main event saw
Alexei go one-on-one with Toshiaki Kawada for the biggest title in AJPW, the
Unified Triple Crown!

KING: Wow, a BMWF superstar fighting for what is arguably the biggest title
in Japan?

JR: You got it, King! And it's about to happen!

(The camera changes to a pre-recorded event from All Japan Pro Wrestling,
held at the great Tokyo Dome. The crowd is at a murmur when suddenly, "Lying
>From You" hits up over the PA. The Japanese crowd gives Alexei a great
reception as he steps out onto the stage, throwing his arms out before
following the ring-level ramp toward the squared circle. He runs and dives
between the middle and top rope, rolling back to his feet and hopping to the
second rope, posing once again for the crowd before taking his trench off
and tossing it out of the ring.)

JR: There's the challenger, King. He looks pretty prepared for this match!

KING: Hey, it's a title match, who wouldn't be prepared?

(Back to the stage, we hear the first few mellow guitar strains of Toshiaki
Kawada's theme music start, followed by an explosion echoing over the PA. As
the music really kicks up, Kawada steps out onto the stage, immediately
heading toward the ring. In one hand, he holds two belts, the third over his
shoulder. All three part of the Unified Triple Crown Championship of AJPW.
Reaching the ring, he steps in and takes his place in the corner, the
crowd's reaction massive.)

KING: Hey, he looks like a hockey player, with all those missing teeth!

JR: Tough as a whole team's worth, too, King!

(With Alexei and Kawada in their respective corners, the ring announcer
takes his place and begins the intros. For the benefit of the American
audience, translations of his announcing will appear on the bottom of the
screen.)

ANNOUNCER: Konjitsu no mein ibento - Sankan Hebikyu ohza - jikan museigen
ippon shobu okonaimasu! Ao kohna - sanbyaku goju pondo - chosensha - Alexei
Romanov!!

[Today's main event - for the Triple Crown Championship - is a no time
limit, one fall match! In the blue corner - weighing 350 pounds - the
challenger - Alexei Romanov!!]

(The crowd cheers emphatically, ribbon streaming into the ring on either
side of him as Alexei holds his arms out to his sides, flexing them
slightly.)

ANNOUNCER: Aka kohna - nihyaku sanju pondo - Sankan Hebikyu Ohja - KAWADA..
TOSHIAKI!!

[In the red corner - weighing 230 pounds - the Triple Crown Champion -
TOSHIAKI KAWADA!!]

(The crowd explodes, ribbon shooting into the ring from behind Kawada as he
stands there, stretching and flexing. A few individuals rush into the ring,
cleaning out the ribbon as as the referee takes the three belts from Kawada,
preparing to present them.)

ANNOUNCER: Referee Wada Kyohei!

[Your referee is Kyohei Wada!]

CROWD: KYO-HEI! KYO-HEI!

(Kyohei lifts the belts high before handing them outside the ring. The match
is ready and Wada steps back, signaling the start.)

*DING DING*

JR: Well, here we go, King! Have you ever commentated a Triple Crown title
match before?

KING: Nope, but I am glad that we had those subtitles! Man!

JR: Here we go. Alexei and Kawada quickly shake hands in the middle of the
ring before they start circling one another. The two lockup and Alexei gets
things going with a kick to the midsection! He kicks him again and grabs the
champ, taking him down with a bodyslam. He gives Kawada a couple stomps
before following up with a quick legdrop. They both get back to their feet
and Alexei starts back Kawada up with several knife-edge chops, taking him
closer to the corner. He grabs him and whips Kawada into the opposite
corner, following in with a rough clothesline!

KING: You think this match'll be as good as some other Triple Crown matches?

JR: Maybe, but don't forget, we still have our own BMWF World Championship
title match later tonight, and *that* will be something!

KING: You got that right!

JR: Alexei hits a couple european uppercuts on Kawada, trying to wear him
down, but it'll take a lot more than that to get this champion down! Kawada
starts to respond back, hitting Alexei with a couple low kicks to his knees
and thighs. Those kicks are dangerous, especially when he starts hitting
them high!

JR: Kawada gains an upperhand, lighting Alexei up with several chops of his
own, backing him to the center of the ring before leaping up and tacking the
challenger in the temple with a jumping kick!

KING: YAHH!

JR: The crowd loves this, and Alexei doesn't even fall! Kawada stays
grounded but swings his boot up for a high kick, which Alexei takes, and
rolls through to nail Kawada with a lariat to the ground! They're both down,
but not for long. Kawada and Alexei get back up and they're starting to
trade off some nasty knife-edge chops! Back and forth, back and forth, a
little harder each time!

KING: I think Alexei wants these belts pretty badly!

JR: Who wouldn't? Well, Kawada is starting to get a few more chops in than
Alexei and he's got the upper hand again! He runs back to the ropes and
charges in with a vicious Yakuza kick! Alexei is down and Kawada goes for
the cover!

Kyohei Wada counts: One... Two-- kickout!

JR: Alexei gets out of that easily and Kawada pulls him to his feet. He
starts to lay into Alexei with several low kicks, placing a few into his
kidneys. Kawada tries to shoot Alexei to the ropes, but he reverses it and
hefts Kawada into a military press as he comes off the ropes! Alexei looks
over the crowd then throws Kawada's lower body behind him, catching him by
the neck and taking the champion down in his Military Cutter maneuver!

KING: Nice move! He might have a chance yet!

JR: Alexei goes for the cover!

Kyohei Wada counts: One...Tw-- kickout!

JR: No such luck. Alexei and Kawada get up, but the champ shoots a vicious
kick into the side of Alexei's head! He picks him up the rest of the way and
pulls him into a powerbomb! He picks him up again and hits a second
powerbomb! He holds him down for the cover!

Kyohei Wada counts: One... Two... Th--kickout!

JR: The crowd's going nuts, and that was nearly a three! As Alexei rolls out
of the pin, he pushes off and tackles Kawada to the ground. He's got him
down and he's laying into him with some pretty nasty punches and forearm
shots! Alexei finally relents and picks Kawada back up, setting him up for
his own powerbomb, hitting the first one and then a second one, covering
Kawada!

Kyohei Wada counts: One.. Two.. kickout!!

JR: Close, but not as close! Kawada starts kicking at Alexei as they're both
down on the ground. They get up and Alexei charges in with a clothesline!
Kawada ducks under it and catches Alexei's arm, twisting him to the ground!
He locks on the Stretch Plum! It could be all over!

KING: Don't tap, Alexei! Don't tap!!

JR: Alexei's trying to fight it! He's struggling against it but he's in good
position, so he nails Kawada in the ribs with three on-target elbows,
finally breaking the hold! Alexei uses the ropes to try and get to his feet,
but Kawada pulls him back down and locks the Stretch Plum back on! He's not
letting up for anything, King!

KING: Ohh, this doesn't look good! How great would that be to have the AJPW
Triple Crown in the BMWF? Imagine it, JR!

JR: Oh, I have, King! Alexei's having a hard time fighting it, but he's
found a better way! He grabs Kawada's leg and rolls over in the hold,
pinning the champ down!

Kyohei Wada counts: One... Two... Th-- kickout!

JR: Oh my! That was close! Kawada finally has to let go of the hold just to
let Alexei up. The challenger gets back to his feet and Kawada moves in.
Alexei grabs him and turns, slamming the champ to the mat in a nasty looking
spinebuster! He gets up, ignoring the chance to cover and signals for the
Exit Wound! He pulls Kawada up and sets the champ up, lifting him high and
driving him violently to the mat! He hit it! it's all over!

Kyohei Wada counts: One.. Two.. Thr--KICKOUT!

JR: You've got to be kidding me! Kawada just kicked out of the Exit Wound!

KING: It's happened before, JR! He'll have to pull out a lot more than that
if he wants to walk out of this ring as champ!

JR: Alexei picks Kawada back up and shoots him to the ropes. Off the
rebound, Alexei grabs him and drives him to the mat with a powerslam. He
gets to his feet, bounces back off the ropes and nails Kawada with a
dropping forearm smash! He's gonna try the cover again!

Kyohei Wada counts: One.. Two.. kickout!

JR: Alexei gets up, pulling Kawada with him. He whips the champion into the
corner and follows in after him, nailing him with two stiff elbow strikes!
Alexei steps back and follows up with a huge rolling elbow smash! The crowd
goes nuts, but Kawada is still standing!

KING: Barely!

JR: Doesn't matter, King, he's standing! Alexei moves back and tags Kawada
with another rolling elbow! Kawada bares his teeth and screams! I think
Alexei could be in trouble! The challenger nails him a third time with the
rolling elbow and follows it up with repeated elbow strikes, just exchanging
left and right strikes, trying to beat the champion into submission! Kawada
drops down in the corner and Alexei backs off of him, but just for a moment!
He charges in and smashes into Kawada's face with his knee!

KING: I think he lost another tooth!

JR: Alexei pulls Kawada back to his feet and hooks him into a small package,
going for a cover!

Kyohei Wada counts: One.. Two.. Kickout!

JR: He'll need better than that! Alexei and Kawada get back up and Alexei
blasts him with a huge knife-edge chop! Kawada doesn't budge and follows up
with a chop of his own! Alexei and Kawada start trading off big, vicious
chops again! It's getting worse and worse, but no one is letting up! Kawada
stops chopping and leaps in the air, catching Alexei with a enzuigiri to the
face!

KING: Scratch that. I think *HE* just lost a tooth!

JR: Alexei's still up, though, so Kawada hits him with a second enzuigiri!
The challenger won't go down, so Kawada runs to the ropes and hits him with
another Yakuza kick! Alexei finally falls, but not for long! He's starting
to get back up again! Kawada charges in again for the yakuza kick, but
Alexei catches his leg and hooks him up, throwing the champion over his head
in a massive exploder suplex!

KING: Oh man! Kawada landed right on his head!

JR: But he's getting back up! Alexei moves behind him and hooks one of his
arms up in a half-nelson. He grabs him and throws Kawada overhead in a
half-nelson suplex! Good God!

KING: If that doesn't take him down, nothing will!

JR: Alexei isn't done, though! He picks Kawada back up and throws him over
in *another* half-nelson suplex! He's gonna break the poor man's neck!
Alexei finally covers him!

Kyohei Wada counts: One.. Two.. KICKOUT!

KING: YAHH!

JR: Alexei's showing some frustration, but he goes right back to Kawada and
pulls him up, setting the champion up for the Exit Wound again, which he
hits! He pulls Kawada up and tries for a second one, but Kawada's fighting
it! Kawada kicks his legs and lands on his feet! He's countering the move
and he's pulling Alexei up! He nails him with that devistating brainbuster!
Covers!

Kyohei Wada counts: One... Two.. Th--KICKOUT!

JR: This crowd is eating it up! These two men are giving it their all to
walk out with the Triple Crown!

KING: Yeah, but it's not looking like Alexei can pull it off!

JR: I wouldn't count him out just yet, King! He's already back up and Kawada
has him by the hair! He's got Alexei bent over and he's starting to nail him
in the head, repeatedly, with those calf kicks! He must've just hit him with
seven kicks! Alexei's standing, but not looking too good, and Kawada grabs
him again! He's kicking away some more! Eight! Nine! Oh, mercy, I this can't
be good! Alexei's back vertical again, but Kawada just leapt in the air and
smashed his boot into Alexei's face! He might've broken his nose!

KING: His nose, his neck, his face... He's gonna come out of this match a
lot uglier than he already is!

JR: Kawada rolls Alexei over and hooks up one of his legs! He's got him in a
half crab, but he's brought his boot over and now he's standing on Alexei's
head! He's got the man bent nearly in half! Alexei's fighting it, though!
He's not willing to give up! He has nowhere to go, so he's just pushing as
hard as he can against it! Good God, he just powered Kawada off of him! I
don't even think the champ expected that!

KING: I haven't seen a display of power like that since my first bachelor
party! Or was that endurance? Either way!

JR: Ugh. Anyway, they're both back up and now Alexei's resorting to just
punching away at the champion, hammering him into the corner. He's starting
to go medieval on him! Punches, elbows, kneestrikes, kicks! Alexei wants him
unconscious!

KING: At least he can pin him that way!

JR: He's got Kawada again and he's set him up for the Exit Wound once more
and just dumped him overhead for that devistating move again! Wait, King,
he's picking him back up! ANOTHER Exit Wound!!

KING: Ring the bell and give that man those belts! HA HA!

JR: Alexei goes for the cover!

Kyohei Wada counts: One... Two... Thr--KICKOUT!!

JR: Listen to this crowd!! Everyone is going crazy because we were just a
split second away from having the Triple Crown champion be a part of the
BMWF!

KING: I think my heart almost stopped, JR!

JR: I think Alexei's did, too! He pulls Kawada back up and the champion
starts to attack Alexei with some huge kicks to his midsection! He's going
for the kidneys! He bends Alexei over and lifts him high, driving him to the
mat with his powerbomb! He picks him up again and hits a second powerbomb!
He picks up him for a third time and nails him with a THIRD powerbomb! Oh,
you're kidding me, he's got him up for a fourth powerbomb! He's pushing over
for the pin, putting all his weight on top of Alexei!

Kyohei Wada counts: One.. Two.. THREE!!

*DING DING*

JR: It's all over! And what a match!

KING: He came mighty close, JR! It'll be good to have him back, though!

JR: How much do you want to bet Alexei blames this on Kevin Storm?

KING: Let it go, JR!

JR: We'll see. Regardless, we have a much bigger title match later tonight!
Master Z defending the BMWF World title against Lowedown!

KING: Now that's a match!

JR: You better believe it! We'll be right back!

>>>

(Michael Bole is standing by backstage with "Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt.)

Bole: Vernon, tonight you were to go one-on-one with Howitzer. However, he put in his
resignation yesterday. . .

Vernon: Yeah, I saw that. It's pretty fitting, really.

Bole: How so?

Vernon: Well, obviously he was afraid of the inevitable loss he was going to suffer at the hands
of Yours Truly, so he made the wise decision to get while the getting was good.

Bole: So what are your plans tonight?

Vernon: Hell if I know, Michael. I don't even know who I'm supposed to be fighting. You see,
Howitzer was right to leave, but it was also horrendously selfish. I mean, I'm probably going to
facing some random low-carder now. And damn Howitzer for putting me into that position. My fans
deserve better than that. They deserve action, drama, and suspense. Now they're just going to
get fabulosity versus blandness. So Howie, if you're watching out there. . .thanks a lot. . .for
nothing.

Bole: So do you have anything else to add?

Vernon: Oh, I have plenty to add. However, I'm sure the censors wouldn't appreciate it, Michael,
so I'll abstain.

Bole: It's a shame. . .

Vernon: No, the shame is that Yours Truly, the Furnace of Fabulosity, Emperor of the Universe and
Greatest Future Legend in the BMWF has absolutely no purpose tonight. I'm not fighting anyone of
importance. I'm not in line for a title. I couldn't even get a *BLEEP*ing newbie to face me.
Apparently "Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt is yesterday's news around here. Apparently I'm not
even worth showing up to fight. Apparently people have written me off to the point that they
don't even want to acknowledge me. Well *BLEEP* them, Michael. I'll tell you something, Michael,
and you can *BLEEP*ing quote me on it: things are going to change around here. I'm going to get
the *BLEEP*ing respect I deserve, and I'm going to get it any way I need to. If that means
beating the hell out of somebody, then that's what it means. Folks are going to be seeing a very
different Vernon Vanderbilt around here.

Bole: What do you mean?

Vernon: You'll see, Michael. You'll see.

(Vernon storms off, leaving Bole behind, looking confused.)

Bole: Vernon Vanderbilt is apparently upset about his match being ruined tonight, among other
things. We'll have to see what his next move will be. On with the show!

FADE OUT

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Led to the ring by Mr. Clancy R. Beauregarde...
Fighting out of San Francisco, CA...
Weighing in at 245 pounds...

"Mr. Showtime" Vernon Vanderbilt

*KA-BOOM!*

KING: Wait! Look!

JR: IT'S KRIS JERICHO!

KING: And his band "Fuzzy"!

(fans cheer)

Jericho: Well, it looks like we've got ourselves another no-show! Well, technically, it's a no-show since Howitzer didn't tell us before the schedule was up that he was going to quit. Yeah, he quit because he spent his million dollars on some Adrian band called Metallacka thinking that they were actually Metallica and was too embarrassed to continue in the BMWF! Well, never fear. Jericho and Fuzzy are here! And to you, Vernon Vanderbilt, you'll never....EHHHHH-VER...be as good of a singer as me! In fact, we have a song for you! Hit it, boys.

Jericho (singing): DON'T YOU WISH YOU WERE ME! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!

KING: Only if he was getting your salary, Jerkio!

Jericho: Now, for Howie, me and my band have a song for you! It goes like this:
(music plays)

NA NA NA NA!
NA NA NA NA!
HEY HEY HEY!
GOOD-BYE!

KING: What horrible singing!

Jericho and Fans:
NA NA NA NA!
NA NA NA NA!
HEY HEY HEY!
GOOD-BYE!

JR: I guess that takes care of this match! Vernon wins by default! We'll be right back!!

>>>

(Witherspoon is sitting in his locker room, a cigarette resting between his lips. The smoke curls up towards the ceiling as he leans against the wall, his arms crossed in front of his chest. He lifts his arm and plucks the cigarette from between his mouth and blows the smoke towards the ceiling.)

Witherspoon: Tonight me and Tobey Miliken face off once again. I have lost count of the number of times that we have faced in the ring. THis time we fight for the World Television Championship. Gold. Never before have the two of us fought one on one for a belt.

(Witherspoon takes another drag from the cigarette and blows the smoke from his nose as he stares thoughfully at the cigarette in his hands.)

Witherspoon: It will be a normal match. Whoever is the best competitor wins. Plain and simple. Nothing fancey. No tricks. Just mat wrestling. Two men who despise each other, competeing to prove who is the best. Just the way the greeks invisioned it.

(Witherspoon stubs the cigarette out in an ashtray next to him.)

Witherspoon: The greeks pretty much invented wrestling. Two men would compete, using holds and try to bring the other man down. Plain and simple. They did it to please their gods, and to win recognition for their cities. The winner would be bathed in Olive oil. THe loser would hope to survive. We don't do things like that anymore, but Tobey is going to be left, hoping for survival. Cause I will win tonight. And TObey will get his rematch, in which case a stipulation will be involved, and then I will tear Tobey apart.

(Witherspoon points a remote towards the camera.)

Witherspoon: Tobey, be smart. Let this go, and don't make me end your career.

(FADE)

>>>

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

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

(Kurt stops halfway down the ramp and waves to the fans as white and blue pyro flares on the stage behind him.)

JR: What is this idiot doing out here? I thought Bruiser fired him earlier!

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

(Then he continues to the ring. Once in the ring, he acknowledges the fans and grabs a mic. The music dies off.)

Kurt: Ok, ok! We have a little problem here. We've had several no-shows today. We've got people moving and getting broken legs and just like the Bruiser said a few days ago, this PPV is going to be a jobber PPV. So, let's have a match here, guys! Come on out!

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

Led to the ring by Friar Fergus...
From St. Michaels Cathedral... weighing in at 183 pounds...
Altar Boy Mark
His partner...
From Dallas, Texas... weighing in at 200 pounds...
"The Sheriff" Bat Masterson
Their partner...
From North Pole... weighing in at 220 pounds...
Blizzard

Their opponents...
From Duluth, MN... weighing in at 224 pounds...
"Delicious" Denny Dane
His partner...

weighing in at 224 pounds...
Ernie "The Rat" Hiller
Their partner...
weighing in at 221 pounds...
Ivan Fearless

KING: Oh, no! A jobber six man tag!

JR: Bat Masterson attacks Ivan Fearless before the bell.

*DING DING*

JR: Bat Masterson hits Ivan Fearless with a flying Tomahawk.
The crowd is starting to get behind Bat Masterson.
Bat Masterson is going for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Bat Masterson has Ivan Fearless by the head, jumps onto the ropes and comes off
with a tremendous Tornado DDT!
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Bat Masterson goes for a Western lariat, but Ivan Fearless ducks out of the way.
Ivan Fearless nails Bat Masterson with a flying dropkick.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Ivan Fearless whips Bat Masterson into the ropes.
Bat Masterson hits Ivan Fearless with a shoulderblock.
Bat Masterson locks Ivan Fearless in a crossface chickenwing.
Ivan Fearless manages to grab the ropes after holding out for 10 seconds.
Bat Masterson tags out to Blizzard.
Blizzard and Bat Masterson whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Ivan Fearless with a double kick to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
Bat Masterson leaves the ring.
Ivan Fearless runs into the ropes.
Blizzard hits Ivan Fearless with a backdrop.
Blizzard uses a snap mare on Ivan Fearless.
Blizzard tags out to Bat Masterson.
Bat Masterson and Blizzard whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They hit Ivan Fearless with a double backdrop.
Blizzard leaves the ring.
Bat Masterson nails Ivan Fearless with a Death Valley Driver.
A small "Bat Masterson" chant is being started.
Blizzard enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Denny Dane enters the ring and lays out Blizzard.
A few fans are booing Denny Dane.
Ivan Fearless and Denny Dane hit Bat Masterson with a double chop.
Denny Dane leaves the ring.
Ivan Fearless whips Bat Masterson into the ropes.
Ivan Fearless misses with a clothesline.
Ivan Fearless hits Bat Masterson with a hiptoss.
Ivan Fearless executes a headlock takedown on Bat Masterson.
Ivan Fearless hits Bat Masterson.
Ivan Fearless punches Bat Masterson.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Ivan Fearless runs into the ropes.
Bat Masterson hits Ivan Fearless with a chop.
Bat Masterson tags out to Altar Boy Mark.
Altar Boy Mark executes a kick to the midsection on Ivan Fearless.
Altar Boy Mark uses a spinning power bomb on Ivan Fearless.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Altar Boy Mark blesses the ring.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Altar Boy Mark leaves the ring.
He returns with a chair.
Altar Boy Mark sets up the chair.
Altar Boy Mark goes for a spinning power bomb, but Ivan Fearless
counters it with a bulldog.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
In turn, Altar Boy Mark counters it with a back suplex.
Len Stanley removes the chair from the ring.
Altar Boy Mark tags out to Bat Masterson.
Bat Masterson and Altar Boy Mark whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They hit Ivan Fearless with a double kick to the midsection.
Ernie Hiller enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Altar Boy Mark goes for a spinning DDT, but Ivan Fearless counters it with
a backdrop.
Altar Boy Mark rolls out of the ring.
Ivan Fearless almost takes Bat Masterson's head off with a flying clothesline
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Ernie Hiller enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Ivan Fearless and Ernie Hiller whip Bat Masterson into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Bat Masterson with a double kick to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
A small "Bat Masterson" chant is being started.
Ernie Hiller leaves the ring.
Bat Masterson has Ivan Fearless by the head, jumps onto the ropes and comes off
with a tremendous Tornado DDT!
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Bat Masterson throws Ivan Fearless out of the ring.
Bat Masterson rolls out under the bottom rope.
Bat Masterson shoves Ivan Fearless into the guardrail.
Bat Masterson smacks Ivan Fearless with a devastating Western lariat .
Len Stanley counts: 1.
Bat Masterson whips Ivan Fearless into the guardrail.
Len Stanley counts: 2.
Bat Masterson climbs back into the ring.
Ivan Fearless rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Bat Masterson tags out to Altar Boy Mark.
Altar Boy Mark and Bat Masterson hit Ivan Fearless with a double chop.
Bat Masterson almost takes Ivan Fearless's head off with a Western lariat
Altar Boy Mark nails Ivan Fearless with a spinning DDT.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Bat Masterson hits Ivan Fearless with a Death Valley Driver.
A small "Bat Masterson" chant is being started.
Altar Boy Mark goes for a spinning DDT, but Ivan Fearless counters it with
a backdrop.
Bat Masterson leaves the ring.
Ivan Fearless goes for a hiptoss, but Altar Boy Mark blocks it.
Bat Masterson enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Denny Dane enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Altar Boy Mark and Bat Masterson whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They hit Ivan Fearless with a double kick to the midsection.
Bat Masterson leaves the ring.
Altar Boy Mark nails Ivan Fearless with the Running Forearm Smash.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Altar Boy Mark chops Ivan Fearless.
Some fans are heading to the concession stands.
Altar Boy Mark punches Ivan Fearless.
Altar Boy Mark punches Ivan Fearless.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Ivan Fearless hits Altar Boy Mark.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Ivan Fearless chops Altar Boy Mark.
The crowd is absolutely silent.
Altar Boy Mark chops Ivan Fearless.
Ivan Fearless hits Altar Boy Mark.
Altar Boy Mark chops Ivan Fearless.
Altar Boy Mark is met with a "Hogan, Hogan,..." chant.
Altar Boy Mark punches Ivan Fearless.
Ivan Fearless kicks Altar Boy Mark.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Ivan Fearless goes for a flying cross body press, but Altar Boy Mark
rolls through with the move.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Altar Boy Mark takes Ivan Fearless down with a chop.
Altar Boy Mark goes for a hiptoss, but Ivan Fearless blocks it.
Ivan Fearless kicks Altar Boy Mark.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Ivan Fearless kicks Altar Boy Mark.
Ivan Fearless goes for a bodyslam, but Altar Boy Mark counters it with
a small package.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, kickout.
Altar Boy Mark hits Ivan Fearless with a kick to the midsection.
Altar Boy Mark runs into the ropes.
Altar Boy Mark hits Ivan Fearless with a kick.
Altar Boy Mark hits a chop on Ivan Fearless.
Altar Boy Mark hits Ivan Fearless with a spinning DDT.
The crowd is going "We want Len Stanley !".
Altar Boy Mark hits a flying legdrop on Ivan Fearless.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Altar Boy Mark takes Ivan Fearless down with an enzuigiri.
Altar Boy Mark is met with a "Altar Boy Mark sucks" chant.
Altar Boy Mark runs into the ropes.
Altar Boy Mark hits the Running Forearm Smash on Ivan Fearless.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Altar Boy Mark goes for the Running Forearm Smash, but Ivan Fearless
counters it with a crucifix.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Ivan Fearless runs into the ropes.
Altar Boy Mark hits a bodyslam on Ivan Fearless.
Altar Boy Mark goes for an Exploder suplex, but Ivan Fearless blocks it.
Ivan Fearless runs into the ropes.
Ivan Fearless hits Altar Boy Mark with a kick.
Ivan Fearless runs into the ropes.
Ivan Fearless hits Altar Boy Mark with a shoulderblock.
Ivan Fearless goes for a snap suplex, but Altar Boy Mark counters it with
a small package.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Altar Boy Mark tags out to Blizzard.
Altar Boy Mark goes for a dropkick, but Ivan Fearless side-steps and
Altar Boy Mark only hits air.
Altar Boy Mark leaves the ring.
Ivan Fearless hits Blizzard with a bodyslam.
Ivan Fearless nails Blizzard with a flying dropkick.
Some fans are starting to leave.
Ivan Fearless goes for a punch, but Blizzard blocks it.
Blizzard tags out to Altar Boy Mark.
Altar Boy Mark and Blizzard whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They hit Ivan Fearless with a double backdrop.
Altar Boy Mark and Blizzard whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They hit Ivan Fearless with a double elbowsmash.
Altar Boy Mark and Blizzard whip Ivan Fearless into the ropes.
They hit Ivan Fearless with a double fist to the midsection.
Denny Dane enters the ring and throws Blizzard out of the ring.
A few fans are booing Denny Dane.
Ivan Fearless and Denny Dane whip Altar Boy Mark into the ropes.
They hit Altar Boy Mark with a double backdrop.
Denny Dane leaves the ring.
Ivan Fearless hits Altar Boy Mark with a slap.
Ivan Fearless goes for a springboard dropkick, but Altar Boy Mark
side-steps and Ivan Fearless only hits air.
Altar Boy Mark hits a spinning power bomb on Ivan Fearless.
Len Stanley counts: One, kickout.
Bat Masterson enters the ring to make it two-on-one.
Bat Masterson hits Ivan Fearless with a Death Valley Driver.
Altar Boy Mark nails Ivan Fearless with a springboard legdrop.
There is no crowd reaction.
Bat Masterson leaves the ring.
Altar Boy Mark runs into the ropes.
Altar Boy Mark uses the Running Forearm Smash on Ivan Fearless.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Altar Boy Mark throws Ivan Fearless into the turnbuckle.
Ivan Fearless comes back and rocks Altar Boy Mark with a clothesline.
Ivan Fearless kicks Altar Boy Mark.
Ivan Fearless chops Altar Boy Mark.
Ivan Fearless kicks Altar Boy Mark.
There are chants of 'boring, boring'.
Ivan Fearless tags out to Denny Dane.
Denny Dane and Ivan Fearless whip Altar Boy Mark into the ropes.
They hit Altar Boy Mark with a double clothesline.
Bat Masterson enters the ring and lays out Ivan Fearless.
Bat Masterson hits a Death Valley Driver on Denny Dane.
Altar Boy Mark uses a springboard legdrop on Denny Dane.
You could hear a pin drop.
Bat Masterson leaves the ring.
Altar Boy Mark uses a legdrop on Denny Dane.
Altar Boy Mark tags out to Bat Masterson.
Altar Boy Mark nails Denny Dane with a belly-to-belly suplex.
There is no crowd reaction.
Bat Masterson has Denny Dane by the head, jumps onto the ropes and comes off wit
h a tremendous Tornado DDT!
Len Stanley counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Altar Boy Mark leaves the ring.
Bat Masterson goes for the Tumbleweed, but Denny Dane blocks it.
Denny Dane catches Bat Masterson in a sleeperhold.
Bat Masterson inches his way towards the ropes after 9 seconds.
Denny Dane hits Bat Masterson with a DDT.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Denny Dane.
Denny Dane executes the Twisting Backsplash on Bat Masterson.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, Altar Boy Mark makes the save.
Denny Dane uses an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle on Bat Masterson.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
A few fans are booing Denny Dane.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winners are Denny Dane, Ernie Hiller and Ivan Fearless.

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Judge is standing alone in the Syndicate locker room. when the door opens and shuts.)

Judge: I was wondering when you were going to get here.

Scotty: Did ya think I won't gonna come in here and talk ta ya before yer match tanight?

Judge: Yeah, tonight the Intercontinental comes to where it rightfully belongs...my waist and in the Syndicate. But what about Donnie...have you given any thought to him?

Scotty: Here we go 'gain 'bout Donnie.

Judge: What is that about? I'm just looking out for the best interests of the Syndicate.

Scotty: Ash was talkin' 'bout him ta me earlier. But ya got a chance ta prove ta everyone tanight that ya got what it takes ta hang wit the big boys of the BMWF. I don't wanna see ya make us look bad.

Judge: I can pretty much reassure you that you will not be let down. Donnie gives us a much needed edge over Prime Time, and frankly, I think he's just what we need.

Scotty: Good... As for Donnie.... I've heard about him 'lot tanight... Hell, if I didn't know betta I would think that all of ya's were in the Donnie McPhereson Fan Club,

Judge: Ash, Witherspoon, and I just know that Donnie will fit right in the Syndicate. I've been watching some past Dizi and Donnie promos, and it seems like Donnie is fed up with his sister. When Prime Time invited Dizi into their stable, and not Donnie, Donnie was obviously upset. We need to take that and use it to our advantage.

Scotty: I will tell ya this... Like I told Ash earlier...I will seriously think 'bout it.

Judge: Well for now I'm going to forget about Donnie and focus on my Intercontinental title match tonight. It's Match Five...do or die time and it's about time I do!

Scotty: Good... I wanna see yer mind clear for yer match tanight.

>>>

LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

Fighting out of Chicago, IL...
Weighing in at 190 pounds...

"Mr. Persistence" Tai Hashi

(The crowd in the arena are anticipating the next match-up, the next battle
of Season's Beatings! The crowd in the arena want to see a fight and it
looks like they're going to get one. The Bruisertron screen turns black and
a black 'n' white image of "The Rock Star" Tai Hashi is shown.)

PA: THAT'S THE WAY! THE WAY IT IS!
THAT'S THE WAY! THE WAY THAT WE LIVE!
DON'T BACK DOWN! DON'T EVER GIVE IN NOW!
BECAUSE THAT'S THE WAY THAT IT IS!

(The black 'n' white image turns into various snapshots of Tai Hashi pulling
off high-flying manoeuvres and painful, lightning-quick kicks. 'The Way it
is' by Powerman 5000 continues to shatter the eardrums of the fans in the
sold-out BMWF Arena in Adrian, Michigan. Then the crowd erupt into cheers as
the man himself walks through the curtains. Tai is wearing a black DC
baseball cap on his head, a black BMWF t-shirt, a pair of baggy green denim
jeans similar to that of Lita's attire and finally a pair of black converse
trainers. Tai hypes up the crowd as he walks down the ramp slapping the fans
hands on the way down, Tai goes right around the outside of the ring
slapping the fans hands even when he passes the commentators table he slaps
JR Finnegan's hand and Gary "The King" Brawler. Tai then climbs the ring
steps and walks on the ring apron; he throws his cap and his t-shirt into
the crowd. As Tai climbs into the ring a crowd of fans fight for the t-shirt
and the cap. The music dies down and eventually stops, the house-lights
return to normal and Tai Hashi holds a microphone up to his lips.)

Tai Hashi: Adrian, Michigan.

Tai Hashi and the crowd in unison: .You ROCK!

(Big pop)

Tai Hashi: What a show Seasons Beatings has been so far! Wow! And you know
what? It's about to get a whole lot better because you guys here are going
to witness the end of a career, a career that has spanned longer than it
should have! This has-been has had his time in the spotlight now it's about
time that someone knocks him off his perch. The man who is going to knock
Ash of the perch is none other than the ELE---------ECTRIFYING!

Tai Hashi and crowd in unison: MMMME-----ESMIRISING!

Tai Hashi: ROCK STAR!!!! Dig THAT!

(Tai Hashi throws the microphone back to Lilly Garcia and stretches against
the ropes.)

LILLY: His opponent...

Fighting out of San Quentin Correctional Facility...
Weighing in at 240 pounds...

Ash
(The guttural opening guitar of Pantera’s “Drag the Waters” destroys the quiet of the Arena. Ash makes his way from the back and stands at the top of the ramp. Ash soaks in the boos of the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. Ash rolls into the ring and signals for a mic. Ash paces back and forth slightly in front of his corner before speaking.)

Ash: Tai… for the last week I’ve had to let that attack sink in and fester like a rotting sore. I had to think over and over how you managed to escape me ending your night. All week I’ve had to replay over and over being embarrassed in front of those idiot fans.

(The crowd boos.)

Ash: Shut your mouths you losers, the fact that you love this idiot only shows how sad the fans in this federation are. Tai for a week I’ve had to with nothing more than a chance to get my hands around your neck and make you suffer for last weeks embarrassment. Then when I think I can’t think about it anymore I think about you fighting Master Z and thinking you’re worthy of such a match. I think of all you newbies and your undeserving *bleeps*, and it makes me sick. So tonight Tai, I’m going to take out all that aggression and anger on you. Don’t blame me Tai, blame the system that made me this way.

(Ash tosses out the mic and goes after Tai with a vicious series of rights.)

JR: Ash wasting no time in going after the youngster here tonight.

King: Why isn’t anyone ever ready for the first assault? If it was me I’d be on my toes.

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Ash takes Tai Hashi down with an elbowsmash.
Ash nails Tai Hashi with a ropeburn.
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ash smacks Tai Hashi with a devastating lariat .
There are lots of chants for Ash.
Ash executes an elbowsmash on Tai Hashi.
Ash is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.
Ash goes for a chokehold, but Tai Hashi counters it with a facerake.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with straight kick.
Tai Hashi uses a jumping knee on Ash.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with a springboard legdrop.
Tai Hashi whips Ash into the ropes.
Ash misses with a clothesline.
Tai Hashi executes a hurricanrana on Ash.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Tai Hashi and a few others cheering him

(Tai Hashi and Ash lock up like two raging bulls locking horns. Tai Hashi
knees his opponent in the gut causing him to release the hold and hold his
torso. Tai ricochets off the ropes and comes back with an enziguri kick to
the back of Ash's head. Ash stumbles forward against the ropes, Tai runs
like a speed train towards Ash and clotheslines him over the top rope, Tai
also sends himself flying over the top rope as two massive thuds echo around
the arena, two human bodies colliding with the thin mats on the outside.)

JR: Did you hear that thud, King?

(Both men are on the outside favouring a part of the body that hit the floor
first, Tai Hashi is clutching his arm after landing on it hard while Ash is
favouring the back of his head.)

Referee: ONE!

(The referee's count begins. Slowly, Tai gets up first with help from the
ring apron. Secondly, Ash gets up, with help from the barricade that holds
back the fans.)

Referee: TWO!

(Like a bullet, Tai Hashi runs towards Ash and clotheslines him over the
barricade and into the fans. Tai jumps onto the barricade, the fans are
moved out of the way by security guards.)

Referee: THREE!

(Tai hits a moonsault off the barricade onto Ash who is on the concrete
floor.)

Referee: FOUR!

Crowd: HOLY (bleep) HOLY (bleep)

JR: That could've taken as much energy out of Tai as it did to Ash!

(Tai Hash holds his gut in pain.)

Referee: FOUR!

(Tai and Ash slowly get up on their feet.)

Referee: FIVE!

Referee: SIX!

Referee: SEVEN!

(Tai Hashi hops over the barricade and rolls into the ring.)

Referee: EIGHT!

JR: Ash is going to have to get into the ring as quickly as he can.)

Referee: NINE!

(With a sudden burst of energy, Ash rushes over the barricade and into the
ring just before the referee counts to ten.)

JR: Tai Hashi nails Ash with the Side Kick.
Tai Hashi raises both little fingers like John Cena but turns his wrists so both
fingers are together..
A few fans are booing Tai Hashi, while a few others are cheering him.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with a springboard legdrop.
A few fans are booing Tai Hashi, while a few others are cheering him.
Tai Hashi hits Ash with a bulldog.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with a stiff karate kick to the head.
Tai Hashi is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: Ash really punishing the youngster Tai Hashi tonight. Tai into the ropes.

King: Duck moron!

JR: Ash follows in with a vicious clothesline that take Tai from his feet. Ash quick to follow up drives the heel of his boot into the back of Tai Hashi’s head.

King: Told him he should have ducked.

(Ash continues to press his boot against Tai’s head crushing his face against the mat. Ash releases the hold and the as quickly as he does he stomps down seemingly as hard as he can and draws gasp from the fans at ringside.)

JR: Good Lord! Ash might have broken the youngsters neck with that display of aggression.

King: We could be so lucky.

(Ash goes to the ringpost and taunts the crowd and Tai slowly pushes himself up off the mat. As Tai raises off the mat we see that a large spot of blood on the mat and a slow trickle coming from Tai’s nose. Tai gets to his feet and wiping his hand across his mouth sees his own blood. Tai charges Ash who is still taunting the crowd.)

JR: The youngster doesn’t appear to like the sight of his blood King.

King: Who cares, we all do. This is good TV JR.

JR: Tai Hashi runs into the ropes.
Tai Hashi hits Ash with an elbow.
Tai Hashi uses a dropkick on Ash.
Tai Hashi raises both little fingers like John Cena but turns his wrists so both
fingers are together..
A few fans are booing Tai Hashi, while a few others are cheering him.
Tai Hashi throws Ash out of the ring.
Tai Hashi goes outside.
Tai Hashi knocks Ash into the ringsteps.
Tai Hashi knocks Ash into the ringsteps.
Tai Hashi uses a stiff karate kick to the head on Ash.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Tai Hashi throws Ash into the guardrail.
Tai Hashi goes for the Side Kick, but Ash blocks it.
Al Johnson counts: 2.
Al Johnson counts: 3.
Tai Hashi gets back into the ring.
Ash follows him back in.
Tai Hashi hits the Side Kick on Ash.
Tai Hashi hits Ash with a jumping knee.

(Ash Irish Whips Tai Hashi into the ropes, Ash bends over so that when Tai
runs back he can back body drop him, but Tai kicks him in the head, runs
back against the ropes and knocks Ash down with a flying lariat. With
tremendous speed, Tai quickly runs towards the turnbuckle and jumps onto the
top turnbuckle. Tai then hits a high-angle Corkscrew Moonsault landing
straight onto his opponent's body! Tai Hashi makes the pin attempt.)

Referee: One! Two! Th.Kick out!

JR: A close call! I thought "The Rock Star" had it then.

(Tai Hashi thumps the mat in frustration but doesn't let it get too his
head, immediately Tai Hashi picks Ash up by the head and knocks him back
down again with a standing dropkick. The Rock Star turns Ash onto his
front, pulls back his arms and places his knee into his back, a move called
'The Surfboard Submission'.)

JR: Oh my! This could be the exclamation point of this match! Is Ash going
to tap-out here?

(Ash screams in agony as his back and shoulder muscles are being stretched
and pulled into ways they're not meant to go, Tai Hashi has a look of
determination on his face, locking in the move harder and harder the more
Ash attempts to wriggle out of it. The referee is checking on Ash asking him
if he wishes to quit but Ash refuses to give up.)

JR: Ash is showing great determination here but Hashi has the move locked
in, he'll have to give up soon.

(Tai Hashi finally releases the hold, realising that Ash has no intentions
of quitting. But as soon as the move is released, before Ash can get time to
recover and loosen his body he is locked in a Chicken Wing Cross-Face by The
Rock Star.)

JR: A smart manoeuvre here by Tai Hashi, not giving his opponent time to
recover from the last deadly submission move.

(Tai Hashi is shouting loudly 'QUIT BLEEPED BY BRUISER" as Ash tries to stretch his
arm towards the ropes. However, Ash is too far away, he's about
three-quarters of a meter away from the ropes. Slowly but surely Ash manages
to wriggle closer to the ropes, closer and closer and closer before finally
his left hand clutches the red ring ropes.)

Referee: ROPE BREAK! Tai leave go!

(Tai refuses to let go of the hold.)

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!

(Tai releases the hold.)

Tai Hashi goes for a bulldog, but Ash counters it with a low blow.
Ash takes Tai Hashi down with an elbowsmash.

Ash nails Tai Hashi with a ropeburn.
Ash runs into the ropes.
Ash smacks Tai Hashi with a devastating lariat .
There are lots of chants for Ash.
Ash executes an elbowsmash on Tai Hashi.
Ash is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, kickout.

JR: Tai with a series of hard rights has the veteran backed into a corner.

King: Moron! Animals are most vicious when cornered.

(Ash reaches out and grabs Tai by the throat with his left had. Almost simultaneously he drives his right fist into the nose of Tai. Tai grabs his nose and closes his eyes momentarily, but it’s enough time for Ash to strike.)

JR: Ash landed a vicious sucker punch on the youngster, but he doesn’t seem be done with him yet.

King: I’m done with them both.

JR: Ash has the youngster around the shoulder.

King: YAAH!

JR: Ash just tossed Tai Hashi over the top rope and down the ground below. Ash is rolling out after Tai.

(Ash walks over to Tai and pulls him to his feet he then starts to whip Tai down the ring but reverses it sending Tai head first into the ring steps.)

*CRASH*
JR: Ash is punishing the Rockstar Tai Hashi tonight King. A vicious attack sending him headlong into the ring steps.

King: I feel his pain JR, watching this match is hurting my head too.

JR: Ash goes for a chokehold, but Tai Hashi counters it with a facerake.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with straight kick.
Tai Hashi uses a jumping knee on Ash.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with a springboard legdrop.
Tai Hashi whips Ash into the ropes.
Ash misses with a clothesline.
Tai Hashi executes a hurricanrana on Ash.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Tai Hashi and a few others cheering him
.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with the Side Kick.
Tai Hashi raises both little fingers like John Cena but turns his wrists so both
fingers are together..
A few fans are booing Tai Hashi, while a few others are cheering him.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with a springboard legdrop.
A few fans are booing Tai Hashi, while a few others are cheering him.
Tai Hashi hits Ash with a bulldog.
Tai Hashi nails Ash with a stiff karate kick to the head.
Tai Hashi is going for the cover.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tai Hashi runs into the ropes.
Tai Hashi hits Ash with an elbow.
Tai Hashi uses a dropkick on Ash.

JR: These two have literally given each other their all King, neither man wanting to give in and neither wanting to come out on the losing end of this matchup.

King: Isn’t that every match we have tonight?

(Tai levels Ash with a kick to the face and climbs the turnbuckle to salute his fans. Ash dazed but not out gets to his feet and staggers towards the Rockstar.)

JR: Ash is dragging a thumb across his throat. The crowd is going wild trying to signal to Tai that Ash is behind him.

King: HA! That idiot things their cheering him on.

JR: Ash reaches up and grabs Tai by the neck pulling him almost backwards into a reverse headlock. Folks his could be it.

King: I hope so.

(Ash pulls Tai’s feet from the second rope stumbling backwards nearly gets Tai vertical before he crashes backwards into the Lethal Injection.)

JR: LETHAL INJECTION! In all the times I’ve seen that move King, never have I seen it executed in such a devastating display.

King: I can’t say I’ve seen it that many times JR, I’m usually asleep by the end of the match.

(Ash goes for the cover as the ref counts.)

JR: Al Johnson counts: One, two, foot on the ropes.

Ash hits an elbowsmash on Tai Hashi.
Ash goes for a slap, but Tai Hashi reverses it.

Tai Hashi throws Ash out of the ring.
Tai Hashi goes outside.
Tai Hashi knocks Ash into the ringsteps.
Tai Hashi knocks Ash into the ringsteps.
Tai Hashi uses a stiff karate kick to the head on Ash.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Tai Hashi throws Ash into the guardrail.
Tai Hashi goes for the Side Kick, but Ash blocks it.
Al Johnson counts: 2.
Ash hits an elbowsmash on Tai Hashi.
Ash goes for a slap, but Tai Hashi reverses it.
Al Johnson counts: 3.
Tai Hashi gets back into the ring.
Ash follows him back in.

("The Rock Star" Tai Hashi knocks Ash down with a Cross-Body Chop and a pin
attempt.)

Referee: ONE! TWO! Kick out!

(Tai runs to the turnbuckle and jumps onto the top rope, he springs off the
turnbuckle with a 450 Splash but what seems like the last millisecond Ash
gets his knees up and Tai lands on nothing but hard kneecap!)

JR: He's going to feel that in the morning, King!

(Tai rolls on the canvas in pain holding his gut while Ash gets up with help
from the ring ropes. Ash looks at the fallen Rock Star with a grin and
shouts for him to get up. Slowly but surely, Tai gets up, Ash charges
towards him like a bull and attempts to decapitate him with a clothesline,
Tai ducks the clothesline causing Ash to collide with the turnbuckle. Tai
Hashi dropkicks the back of Ash while he's in the turnbuckle causing him to
fall backwards. The Rock Star slides out of the ring, grabs Ash's legs and
pulls him crotch first towards the turnbuckle. Ash holds his crotch in pain.
Tai looks towards the nearby camera with a grin on his face.)

Tai Hashi: I hope he didn't want kids!

(Tai slides back into the ring and positions Ash near the turnbuckle. Tai
climbs the turnbuckle and lands a picture-perfect 450 Splash! Tai Hashi
hooks his opponent's leg.)

JR: Al Johnson counts: One, two, three.
You can hear a few scattered fans booing Tai Hashi and a few others cheering him

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Tai Hashi!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Scotty is sitting alone in the ring. He looks into a mirror and appears to almost be putting himself in a trance. Witherspoon walks up behind him when Scotty jacks him up against the wall.)

Witherspoon: Scotty man, chill. It's just me.

Scotty: DON'T YA EVA COME UP BEHIND ME WHEN I'M GETTIN' READY FOR A MATCH!!!!!

(Scotty releases Witherspoon.>

Witherspoon: I like ya Scotty, just not that way

Scotty: Enuff of the jokes... I guess ya wanna talk ta me 'bout Donnie.

Witherspoon: Actually, I was gonna ask you something else, but since you brought it up and all...

Scotty: Oh great... If I hear his name one more time I'm gonna...

Witherspoon: Whoa man, chill out. No need to snap on anyone. Least not me.

Scotty: Spoon....

(Scotty walks over and motions for Witherspoon to sit down.)

Scotty: We got ta do what is really best for the Syndicate... Deep down... Are ya thinkin' more 'bout Donnie.... Or are ya really thinkin' more 'bout his sista?

Witherspoon: Look, I really like Danielle, but I'm not stupid. Any feelings that I have for her, are not influencing me in this situation. I'm talkin about what Donnie could do for The Syndicate.

Scotty: Let's just look at what we got here first... We got Donnie wantin' ta get in... Ain't it funny how suddenly he is comin' ta us only afta Prime Time shot him down?

Witherspoon: Look, The Syndicate needs a manager. We need someone who can be a voice for the entire stable, and someone to handle the paperwork side of things. Donnie would be good at doing those things.

Scotty: Yeah that is true... But we gotta have somethin' otha than the trust of a few of us.

Witherspoon: Well, everyone else thinks it's a good idea too.

Scotty: Enuff of this Donnie stuff.... Ya got Tobey tanight.... What'cha gonna do 'bout him?

Witherspoon: What do I always do to him Scotty? I'm gonna rip him apart.

Scotty: Don't just destroy him.... Take his title from him.

Witherspoon: *BLEEP!*in A Right. That title is comming home with me tonight.

Scotty: Good.

>>>

(“Vertigo” plays and out walks Tobey Miliken wearing a Ohio St. football jersey. He is also wearing a pair of black dress pants. Tobey has the TV title around his waist. He enters the ring and takes his sun glasses off.)
 
Tobey: It seems like each week the BMWF finds another rat hole to crawl into and put on it’s little show. Tonight we are in the middle of Adrian Michigan? Good night, if we aren’t in some nerdy arena like The Tsongas Center or down in Ole Kentucky we have to come all the way up north to this disasterous place called Adrian Michigan.
(the crowd boos)
 I mean come on who in the world has ever heard of this place?
(The crowd boos more.)
Oh you guys are still sore cause you got beat by the Buckeye State a few weeks ago. So you lost, big deal get over it. You morons should be used to losing by now. Your man John Kerry lost the election. Your Wolverines lost to Ohio State. Your Pistons got their butts kicked by the Pacers in that brawl. You guys lose all the time, get over it. It’s who you are. We can’t all be Tobey F. Miliken.
 
(The crowd boos louder and louder.)
 
 Anyways here I am in the middle of God knows where fighting the biggest loser, and no I don’t mean that fat tub of goo on that reality show. No, I am talking about the biggest loser in the BMWF. A man simply known as Spoon!
Witherspoon I know that you are in the back and going over our match tonight in that small little brain of yours. I know you are probably thinking about how you would love to wear this belt after tonight. I know you are probably thinking about all the times I have beaten you. I know you are probably thinking about, how you wish you could get out of this match. Well Spoon, let me tell you something. Tonight you won’t get this belt. Tonight you will be beaten worst than I have ever beaten you before and tonight you can’t get out of this match, because TONIGHT, I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR CAN FROM ADRIAN MICHIGAN TO THE NEVER REGIONS OF THE WORLD AND BACK! TONIGHT I AM GOING TO SHOW YOU WHY I AM THE GREATEST TV CHAMPION OF ALL TIME. TONIGHT I WILL PROVE TO THE WHOLE WORLD WHY TOBEY F. MILIKEN IS THE MAN!
 
Now hit my music. If that ain’t too much of a chore for you.
 
(“Vertigo” plays again and Tobey takes his Ohio State jersey off and throws it to the crowd and then walks away with the TV title around his waist.)

>>>

(Earlier this week)

(A camera shows Kolic and Kate sitting inside Kolic's house, which looks
mostly barren.)

Kate: So...that's it?

Kolic: Yes, the deal closed today. As of this coming Sunday, these houses
are no longer ours.

Kate: It didn't feel quite like home, not like the Prime Time mansion...

Kolic: That's true.

Kate: What did you do with the money? I heard you got a couple million.

Kolic: $1,728,933.54 after taxes, to be exact, though it was $2 million
initially. I gave $200,000 to the local Methodist church, they could use the
money for renovations. The rest is going toward some fairly expensive gifts
for all of Prime Time. Speaking of which, here's your gift.

Kate: Thanks! (Unwraps) WOW, it's beautiful!!! I've always wanted a pair of
sapphire earrings!

Kolic: Yep, pure...something carat sapphires from some foreign country that
has a lot of sapphires.

Kate: Thank you! (Kisses Kolic) Here's your present.

Kolic: Really? Hmm...(Unwraps) A pair of keys? Car keys...(Kolic runs out
the front door, with the camera struggling to catch up) A new 2005 Accord!
Prodigious!

Kate: Prodigious...?

Kolic: Fine, awesome. Wait...it isn't black, it's...what color is it?

Kate: Exactly!

Kolic: Huh?

Kate: I got the paint job that changes color in the sun!

Kolic: Sweet! A trifle unnecessary, but sweet! Thanks Kate!

Kate: Well...almost everything's packed, you ready to move out?

Kolic: Not yet. Let's take my new car for a test drive shall we?

Kate: Sure!

(Kolic and Kate hop into the car as the camera fades)

>>>
LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kolic

(A bright flash of light suddenly fills the arena, revealing a brown cross
on white background on the Bruisertron. A smooth guitar riff kicks in,
followed by drums and a spoken voice)

PA: YOU MOCK ME BECAUSE I'VE CHANGED...

(The same riff and drums sound)

PA: I PITY YOU BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T...

(Pyros flash as the rest of "In Me" by Kutless plays. Kolic walks out to
thunderous applause and cheers. He runs down to the ring and slides under
the ropes. He climbs a turnbuckle and raises his fist to the audience, then
jumps down and waits for the match to start.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez...
From Mexico City...
Weighing in at 235 pounds...

Mafioso

(Tupac's Hit Em Up begins to play.The lights dim low and the Bruisertron
lights up and the phrases "ABOVE THE LAW" and "THE UNION" flash
simultaneously. Mafioso walks out to the top of the ramp wearing black
boots,black sweat pants, and his Union t-shirt. As he walks down to the ring
he points out several "UNION" signs out in the crowd before he slides into
the ring. Mafioso walks towards Kolic as he takes his shirt off then throws
it into Kolic's face)

JR: Kolic attacks Mafioso before the bell.
Kolic executes a Russian legsweep on Mafioso.

*DING DING*

JR: Kolic goes for irish whip, but Mafioso blocks it.
Mafioso uses a superkick on Kolic.
Mafioso goes for a reverse neckbreaker, but Kolic blocks it.
Kolic whips Mafioso into the ropes, but Mafioso reverses it.
Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez pulls down the top rope.
Len Stanley threatens Mafioso with disqualification.
Mafioso goes through the ropes.
Mafioso knocks Kolic into the ringpost.
Mafioso almost takes Kolic's head off with a clothesline to the back of the head
Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez comes from behind, but Kolic nails
Carlos "Right-Hand Man" Ramirez.
Len Stanley counts: 1.
Mafioso uses a T-Bone Suplex on Kolic.
Len Stanley counts: 2.
Mafioso makes a fist,puts up forefinger and pinky finger then spits through them
.
The crowd is starting to get behind Mafioso.

JR: Mafioso attempts a clothesline, but Kolic ducks and kicks Mafioso in the
back.
Kolic executes a hurricanrana on Mafioso.
Mafioso stands.
Kolic hits a dropkick on Mafioso.
Kolic climbs the turnbuckle and hits a frogsplash.
Kolic goes for the pin.

Ref: 1, 2, kickout!

JR: Kolic nearly had the match won there! He's kicking Mafioso with
karate-like hits to the side of his torso! He's climbing the turnbuckle
again, could it be another frogsplash?

King: I hope not! Latino Heat might get angry!

JR: Mafioso gets to his feet...and Kolic hits a spinning headscissors!
Mafioso is on the middle rope! Kolic signals, hits the ropes, and there's
the 619! He's working this crowd to a frenzy!

Crowd: KOLIC! KOLIC! KOLIC!

JR: He handstands...and there's the Slide Rule! Kolic is on fire!

Kolic takes Mafioso down with a spin kick.
Kolic punches Mafioso.
Kolic punches Mafioso.
Kolic kicks Mafioso.
Kolic is being booed like there is no tomorrow.
Mafioso punches Kolic.
A small "Mafioso" chant is being started.
Mafioso punches Kolic.
Mafioso executes a T-Bone Suplex on Kolic.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Kolic goes for a spin kick, but Mafioso ducks out of the way.
Mafioso takes Kolic down with a piledriver.
Mafioso covers Kolic.
Len Stanley counts: One, shoulder up.

JR: Mafioso looks to have the match wrapped up! He goes after Kolic, but
Kolic blocks! He's retaliating with karate kicks to Mafioso! Mafioso looks
dazed; Kolic's calling for the Binary Blast! He grabs Mafioso, Irish Whips...

...NO! A reversal!

Mafioso uses a spinebuster on Kolic.
Mafioso executes the Hit 'Em Up on Kolic.
The crowd is cheering on Mafioso.
Mafioso goes for the pin.
Len Stanley counts: One, two, three.
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos.

*DING DING*

LILLY: The winner is Mafioso.

(Suddenly laughter echos and a guitar riff blares over the speaker.)

PA: AIEIEIE!

(THe crowd roars suddenly as the guitar riff repeats itself, laughter echoing from the speakers. The guitar riff plays again as both Kolic and Mafioso look towards the entrance ramp.)

PA: LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)
IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT LET ME KNOW! (LET ME KNOW!)
WE BOUT TO *BLEEP!* YOU STRAIGHT UP, LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)
IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT LET ME KNOW! (LET ME KNOW!)
WE BOUT TO *BLEEP!* YOU STRAIGHT UP, LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)

JR: This isn't gonna end well King!

King: Here comes Spoonie! YEAH!

(Witherspoon walks onto the stage, minus his trench coat. He glares up at the ring as Mafioso and Kolic begin to back up slowly. "Let's Go" by Trick Daddy continues to blare from the speakers, and suddenly Witherspoon bolts towards the ring, slidding under the ropes and flipping to his feet. Kolic runs toward him, but Witherspoon pushes him out of the way and runs foreward, clotheslining Mafioso.)

JR: It's obvious that Witherspoon is here to pay Mafioso back for last week.

King: Be the genius you say you are Kolic and get out of there!

(Kolic slides from the ring as Witherspoon stomps on Mafioso. WItherspoon rolls from the ring and grabs up a steel folding chair from one of the stage hands, slidding back into the ring as Mafioso staggers to his feet. Witherspoon crouches down, the chair in his hand as Mafrioso begins to turn around. Witherspoon surges foreward and nails Mafioso accross the head with the chair, busting him open and sending him to the mat. He opens the chair and set it down and motions for a microphone.)

Witherspoon: Mafioso, I understand that you feel the need to get the back of your Stablemate and all, but really, you shouldn't piss me off. Now, for some strange reason, you left me in front of the Prime TIme locker room. I'd ask you why, but I'm not sure if you are able to communicate. Anyways, let me get back to what I was doing.

(Witherspoon lifts Mafioso onto his shoulders, walking over to his chair.)

JR: Oh no...

King: Yes, he's gonna do it! YEAH!

(Witherspoon begins spinning around, grabbing Mafioso's legs and slamming him through the chair and to the mat, breaking the chair flat.)

*CLANG!*

King: I bet the people getting Nachos heard that!

JR: Witherspoon could have permantly injured Mafioso!

(Witherspoon stands, lifting Mafioso up and slamming his head under my arm. He drapes Mafioso's arm over his head, and lifts Mafioso into the air.)

JR: Somebody stop him! He's gonna kill Mafioso!

King: YEAH!

*CRASH!*

(Witherspoon drives Mafioso's head into the chair with a brainbuster. Witherspoon flips to his feet, dropping a hankercheif onto Mafioso's bloody face. He reaches into a povket and pulls out a black rose, resting it on Mafioso's chest. He grabs up the mic.)

Witherspoon: Payback's a *bleep* isn't it?

(Witherspoon drops the mic as "Let's Go" By Trick Daddy blares from the speakers. He slides from the ring and walks up the ramp back stage.)

>>>

(Michael Bole is looking at himself in a mirror, fixing his hair, when behind him in the reflection walks Aquatic. He spins around to face her.)

Bole: Sheila!

Aquatic: ¡Hola, Miguel Bole! ¿Como Estas?

Bole: ¡Muy bien, gracias! ¿Y tú?

Aquatic: ¡Muy bien!

Bole: What are you doing here?

Aquatic: Just....visiting. Can't I visit?

Bole: Um...no, actually. Fans aren't allowed to visit the wrestlers without explicit permission.

Aquatic: Well, I am a wrestler. I'm still on contract. I am just, for all monetary and performance purposes, not in the lineup.

Bole: Sheila, I can't just let you mill around backstage. You know your own history, it's a security risk.

Aquatic: Oh. (Aquatic pauses.) Too bad.

(Aquatic steps back, pulls out a lighter and lifts it to the celing. The sprinklers go off and begin to pour down. Michael Bole tries to reach at Aquatic through the water wall, but the water pressure is too much to move through.)

Aquatic: Water tends to shut off in 10 minutes, but I'll be long gone. Have a nice day, Michael. Happy Kwanzaa!

(Aquatic exits, leaving Michael standing there.)

Michael: (sighing) You too!

FADE

>>>

(The Bruisertron lights up and shows Shane standing in a hallway. He's leaning against a wall with his head pressed against it.)

Shane: Scotty Scott and Ash, BMWF tag team champions! Not the best, but not the worst either. Scotty and I have had our problems let out into the open now! Ash and I don't have the best of histories either, but this isn't really about Ash. It's about Scotty, Harry, and me! Tonight in that ring all our problems will be resolved.

(Shane pushes himself off the wall.)

Shane: Me and Harry will walk into that ring and show Scotty that we can hang with him and we're all grown up or that we can't and we lose proving him right. But the thing is that Scotty wasn't always right! He wasn't right when he left the Union. He wasn't right turning his back on us. And he wasn't right attack Harry and myself.

(Shane cracks his knuckles.)

Shane: See attacking the rest of the Union was one thing but attacking me and Harry was different, it was crossin' the line. Tonight We're going abolish that line all together. Scotty doesn't believe in us, he never did, thats why he tried to run our careers and manipulate us like everyone else he has ever had in the Union. But we broke out just like Lowedown when he realized Scotty was wrong so long ago, the same with Tyrone Smith.

(Shane starts to walk.)

Shane: But after tonight the hold will be broken, that line in the sand will be erased by blood and flames. After tonight any relationship Scotty had with me atleast will be broken forever. And we will wash away all our problesm and ties with our blood.

Fade

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. It is for the BMWF Tag Team Championships!

KING: Wow! What a cool graphic, JR!

JR: Yeah and more title belt stuff is coming soon!

(Suddenly laughter echos from the speakers as a guitar riff blares from the speakers.)

PA: AIEIEIE!

(The riff repeats itself as laughter echos again. THe riff repeats yet again as Witherspoon walks onto the stage, wearing a black suit, with no tie and carrying a blood covered sledgehammer.)

PA: LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)
IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT LET ME KNOW! (LET ME KNOW!)
WE BOUT TO *BLEEP!* YOU STRAIGHT UP, LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)
IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN GET IT LET ME KNOW! (LET ME KNOW!)
WE BOUT TO *BLEEP!* YOU STRAIGHT UP, LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!)

JR: What is Spoon doing out here tonight!

King: I think he's confused!

("Let's Go" by Trick Daddy blares from the speakers as Witherspoon walks down the ramp. Hardocre Harry and Shane Perish look mad as hell, while Scotty Scot and Ash look surprised. Witherspoon walks down to the ring near Scotty and Ash, the sledgehammer resting on his shoulder. he says something to both of them and slaps the mat.)

JR: Looks like Witherspoon is here to support Scotty Scott and Ash.

King: Well of course, Scotty is Spoons Mentor. He wishes to see him in action.

JR: I think that Spoon is up to something.

(Shane Perish says something to the ref, motioning down to Witherspoon. Witherspoon points at Shane and shouts something as he paces back and forth. The ref walks down and shouts at Witherspoon, who nods.)

JR: THe ref making sure that Spoon is gonna follow the rules.

King: Of course he will!

JR: Sure thing King.

LILLY: Introducing first...
At a total combined weight of 510 pounds...
The BMWF World Tag Team Champions...
From San Quentin Correctional Facility... weighing in at 240 pounds...
Ash
His partner...
From Sturgis, SD... weighing in at 270 pounds...
Scotty Scott

("War Machine" by KISS blasts over the PA as scotty Scott walks out. HIs face is covered by the infamous tattered black towel. He stares down into the ring as the fans boo him. His fists are taped up with the number 13 written on it. HIs right hand has the letters "FTW". The BMWF World Tag Team title is strapped around his waist. When he begins to walk down towards the ring, "The Mood is About to Change" flashes on the Bruisertron. Then "Last Resort" by Papa Roach blasts over the PA. Ash walks out with the BMWF World Tag Team title draped over his shoulder and Scotty stops waiting on Ash. Together they walk down to the ring. They step through the ropes and walk to the center of the ring. Scotty stands with his arms folded as Ash holds his half of the BMWF World Tag Team title over his head.)

Ash: <trash Harry and Shane>

Scotty: Ya know... I've been hearin' all 'bout how great the new Union is... 'Bout their sudden show of strength... I say it's all hogwash. I've been 'round long enuff ta see so many so called great stables come and go. I even saw where Core and Harry tried ta carry on the Union.... But they're holdin' all their hopes and dreams in winnin' these gold belts from us tanight... They think deep down they can win.... I say bull<bleep>... They got about as much a chance of takin' these belts from us as that snot nosed kid in the front row there eatin' his popcorn and drinkin' his soda has of knowin' what the touch of a woman is like.

(The fans boo as the kid yells at Scotty. Ash is proped against the ropes laughing.)

Scotty: But seriously... Harry and Shane.... Yer not gonna make it outta this ring walkin'... Ya may neva even get in a ring 'gain afta tanight.

Ash: <just for fun say something about let me say it>

Scotty: Yeah Christmas was the otha day... go 'head.

Ash: <Use my quote Beat us....>

LILLY: Their opponents...
At a total combined weight of 523 pounds...
From Jacksonville, NC... weighing in at 256 pounds...
Hardcore Harry

(Harry calls for a microphone)

Harry: Well here we are once again in the BMWF Arena! And here I am once
again at Season's Beatings!

(The crowd lets out a boo)

Harry: Hardcore Harry has had his best moments and his worst moments right
here at Season's Beatings. My very first time here I got into a heated
rivalry with the grand Stone Cold Bruiser. I did get my @$$ handed to me on
that night.

KING: HAHA! I remember that!

Harry: But, I was glad I got to go up against the boss that early in my
career. Then last year, what should have been one of my greatest nights of
my career. I took on Lowedown one on one for the BMWF World Championship and
I suffered a horrible loss. The thing that hurt me was some comments from
the King over there which I will never, ever forget. "That had to be the
most boring PPV Main Event I've ever seen!".

KING: Well, it was!!!

Harry: Well since that match I haven't had one single World Title shot so
apparently that really reflected my status here but tonight I could give a
rats @$$ about that World Title! That I know is in my future.

(Harry has a serious look on is face)

Harry: Yeah, Season's Beatings really hasn't been one of my highlights but
tonight I am going to change all of that. Shane and I am going to pull off
yet another upset, just as we did at Survival! The "New" Union will make
their stand here tonight and it starts right now! I hope you two boys are
ready because those titles are coming home, to their rightful owners, The
Union!

(Harry walks over to the side of the ring about to hand the mic away but
pauses)

Harry: There will be no woodsheds tonight, there will be no Ultraviolent
acts, the only thing you people get to see is how well Shane and I can adapt
to this match! Scotty and Ash, prepare to be UNIONIZED!!!

JR: Ha, I haven't heard that I a while!

(Harry tosses the mic out of the ring)

LILLY: His partner...
From Los Angeles... weighing in at 267 pounds...
Shane "Sy" Perish

(The lights flash twice from regular to silver to regular. They flash once more to silver and stay. "survival of the sickest" by Saliva hits the PA system. Shane Perish and Hardcore Harry come out from behind the curtain. They are followed out by Jacklyn J.)

JR: These two men are hoping to walk away with the BMWF tag team titles tonight!

King: Hoping being the key word JR! Did you see what Ash did to Tai Hashi! The Syndicate isn't happy tonight!

(Harry slides in the ring and Shane walks up the stairs. Shane helps Jacklyn up onto the apron. The three are in the ring taunting to the crowd. Shane and stair down Ash and Scotty who are on the outside of the ring. Jacklyn gets out of the ring before the opening bell.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Hardcore Harry whips Scotty Scott into the ropes, but Scotty Scott reverses it.
Hardcore Harry hits Scotty Scott with a kick.
Hardcore Harry tags out to Shane Perish.
Shane Perish and Hardcore Harry whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
They hit Scotty Scott with a double kick to the midsection.
Ash enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Shane Perish and Hardcore Harry whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
They hit Scotty Scott with a double elbowsmash.
Shane Perish and Hardcore Harry whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
They hit Scotty Scott with a double fist to the midsection.
Hardcore Harry leaves the ring.
Shane Perish catches Scotty Scott in the Texas Cloverleaf.
Scotty Scott manages to grab the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds.
Shane Perish almost takes Scotty Scott's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish smacks Scotty Scott with a devastating clothesline .
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish gives the sign for the Perisher.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Scotty Scott.
A portion of the crowd is cheering Shane Perish.
Shane Perish goes for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Shane Perish whips Scotty Scott into the ropes.
Shane Perish executes a superkick on Scotty Scott.
Shane Perish goes for a brainbuster, but Scotty Scott counters it with
a small package.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Scotty Scott complains about a slow count.

Scotty Scott tags out to Ash.
Hardcore Harry enters the ring, but gets cut off.
Ash and Scotty Scott whip Shane Perish into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Shane Perish with a double kick to the midsection, but he
counters it with a double clothesline.
A wave of boos is going through the crowd.
Scotty Scott leaves the ring.
Shane Perish almost takes Ash's head off with a clothesline
Shane Perish hits a piledriver on Ash.
A fan at ringside badmouths Shane Perish.
Shane Perish is going for the pin.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
A fan at ringside badmouths Shane Perish.

JR: Ash makes a tag to Scotty, They have singled out Shane Perish.

King: They must think he is the weak link of the team.

JR: An Irish whip into the ropes.... D@MN THEM!!!

King: A SPEAR FROM SCOTTY AND A CLOTHESLINE FROM ASH!!!!

JR: Ash leaves the ring.

King: That was devistating!!!!

JR: Scotty is smashing the face of this youngster into the mat!!!

King: No mercy.

JR: Scotty is forcing his knee into the back of Shane's skull!!!

Scotty tags in Ash!

Ash hits a facerake on Shane Perish.
Ash hits Shane Perish with a roundhouse right.
Ash hits Shane Perish with a slap.
Ash throws Shane Perish over the top rope.
Al Johnson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, Shane Perish
reenters the ring.
Ash nails Shane Perish with a slap.

Shane slaps a sleeper on Ash.
Ash reaches the rope after about 15 seconds!
Shane gives Ash a kick to the head.
Shane then runs into the ropes and comes back with a leg drop.
Scotty is slapping the top turnbuckle trying to get the crowd behind Ash.
Harry jumps off his ring apron and runs over to Scotty's side.
Harry jerks Scott off the ring apron causing his face to smash into the
apron.
Shane scoops Ash up into the air and brings him down with a powerslam.
Scotty knees Harry in the gut on the outside then slams him into the
guardrail.
Scotty rakes the eyes of Harry then gives him a kick to the face!

JR: Ouch!

Shane lifts Ash up but Ash brings him down with a firemans carry!
Ash grabs Shane's arm and slaps on an armbar.
Shane struggles towards the rope but Ash wrenches back even harder.
Shane reaches out and finally grabs ahold of the rope breaking the hold.
Ash is up and he tags in Scotty while Harry is still out on the outside.

Ash tags out to Scotty Scott.
Ash hits a gutwrench suplex on Shane Perish.
Scotty Scott uses a flying bodypress on Shane Perish.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, kickout.
Hardcore Harry enters the ring and lays out Ash.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Hardcore Harry.
Shane Perish and Hardcore Harry whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Scotty Scott with a double elbowsmash, but he counters
it with a duck-down move.
Scotty Scott hits them with a double clothesline.
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott and Ash whip Shane Perish into the ropes.
They hit Shane Perish with a double clothesline.
Scotty Scott and Ash whip Shane Perish into the ropes.
They hit Shane Perish with a double clothesline.
Hardcore Harry leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott hits Shane Perish with a punch to the head.
Scotty Scott nails Shane Perish with an eye gouge.
Scotty Scott punches Shane Perish.
Shane Perish chops Scotty Scott.
Shane Perish acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him.
Scotty Scott hits Shane Perish.
Scotty Scott hits Shane Perish.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Scotty Scott takes Shane Perish down with a chop.

Scotty Scott whips Shane Perish into the ropes, but Shane Perish reverses it.
Scotty Scott misses with a clothesline.
Scotty Scott misses with a kick.
Shane Perish takes Scotty Scott down with a superkick.
Shane Perish tags out to Hardcore Harry.
Hardcore Harry and Shane Perish whip Scotty Scott into the ropes.
They attempt to hit Scotty Scott with a double elbowsmash, but he counters
it with a duck-down move.
Scotty Scott hits them with a double clothesline.
Shane Perish leaves the ring.
Scotty Scott whips Hardcore Harry into the ropes.
Scotty Scott hits Hardcore Harry with an elbow.
Scotty Scott uses a belly-to-belly suplex on Hardcore Harry.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Scotty Scott hits a bodyslam on Hardcore Harry.

JR: Shane is trying to get in the ring to save his partner, Harry!!!

King: I don't know how he can with all that blood running in his eyes.

JR: What blood?

KING: Right!

JR: The referee forces him back out of the ring as Scotty buries his forearm into the face of Harry.

King: This is just vicious.

JR: Scotty stands up and drops a knee into the face of Harry!!!

King: Scotty is still working on breaking noses.

JR: Harry is rolling on the mat in alot of pain.

King: Scotty is making a tag.

JR: Scotty has Ash up like he is about to atomic drop him..... RIGHT DOWN ARCOSS THE FACE OF HARRY!!!!

Scotty Scott goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Hardcore Harry
counters it with a punch.
Hardcore Harry goes for the Hardcore Hell, but he can't do it.
Scotty Scott goes for a snap suplex, but Hardcore Harry counters it with
a small package.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Hardcore Harry hits Scotty Scott with a belly-to-belly suplex.
Hardcore Harry uses the Sky High on Scotty Scott.
Al Johnson counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up.
Hardcore Harry throws Scotty Scott out of the ring.
Hardcore Harry goes outside.
Hardcore Harry throws Scotty Scott into the ringpost.
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Hardcore Harry executes a side suplex on Scotty Scott.
Scotty Scott is busted wide open.
Hardcore Harry hits Scotty Scott with a Russian legsweep.
Hardcore Harry reenters the ring.
Scotty Scott rolls back in under the bottom rope.
Hardcore Harry whips Scotty Scott into the ropes.
Scotty Scott smacks Hardcore Harry with a devastating flying clothesline .
Scotty Scott hits Hardcore Harry with a punch to the head.
Scotty Scott goes for a flying clothesline, but Hardcore Harry
ducks out of the way.
Hardcore Harry runs into the ropes.
Hardcore Harry hits Scotty Scott with an elbow.
Hardcore Harry throws Scotty Scott out of the ring.
Hardcore Harry goes outside.
Hardcore Harry throws Scotty Scott into the guardrail.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Al Johnson counts: 1.
Hardcore Harry hits Scotty Scott with a piledriver.
Al Johnson counts: 2.
Hardcore Harry knocks Scotty Scott into the ringsteps.
The crowd is wildly cheering Hardcore Harry with only a few scattered boos
audible.
Al Johnson counts: 3.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Shane Perish comes over to make it two-on-one.
Shane Perish goes for a clothesline, but Scotty Scott counters it with
a crucifix.
Scotty Scott hits Hardcore Harry with a scissor kick.
They're brawling inside the ring area.
Al Johnson counts: 4.
Scotty Scott smacks Hardcore Harry with a devastating flying clothesline .
Al Johnson counts: 5.
Scotty Scott hits a missle dropkick on Hardcore Harry.
Scotty Scott knocks Hardcore Harry into the ringsteps.
Scotty Scott goes for a backbreaker, but Hardcore Harry blocks it.
Hardcore Harry reenters the ring.
Scotty Scott rolls back in under the bottom rope.

Scotty tags!

JR: Both of these teams are laying it all out on the line for these titles!

KING: I will be honest, The Union are really impressing me here tonight.

(Harry whips Ash into the turnbuckle, Ash hits hard and comes stumbling back
at Harry, Harry lunges forward taking Ash's head off with a superkick!
Scotty then comes running in from behind blind siding Harry. The ref starts
forcing Scotty back to his corner when Shane comes in to help Harry. Harry
grabs Ash's left leg while Shane grabs Ash's right leg. They do a little
taunt then jerks his legs in opposite directions!)

KING: AHHH!!!

JR: Wishbone King!

KING: I haven't seen that in a while.

(Shane jumps back out of the ring as Scotty finally gets to the outside so
the ref leaves him alone, Harry goes for the cover, 1.2. Ash grabs the
rope!)

JR: Harry goes to tag Shane in.

(Shane steps into the ring but Scotty charges over going for a clothesline
but Shane ducks! Scotty catches Harry right in the back of the head and he
goes flying into the guardrail hitting face first!)

KING: AHHHH!

JR: Harry is out cold folks! He looks dead!

(The ref goes to grab Scotty but Shane gives him a kick to the gut then
brings him down with a DDT first! As Shane goes to turn around Ash catches
him with The Lethal Injection!)

JR: OH MY GAWD!!!

KING: AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!

JR: LETHAL INJECTION ON SHANE PERISH!!!

(Ash goes for the cover, 1.2. all of a sudden Ash's body is jerked out of
the ring by Hardcore Harry! Harry kicks Ash in the gut then places his head
between his legs! Harry flips Ash up into the air, extends him and extra
foot or so then brings him crashing down on the outside hard causing a huge
thud!)

JR: HARDCORE HELL ON ASH!!!

KING: Scotty is in the ring and slaps on the Scottamission on Shane Perish!

JR: Harry doesn't see it!

(The ref is down in the face of Shane asking if he wants to give it up!
Shane is violent screaming no. After a few seconds Shane can't hold back any
more and starts pounding on the mat giving up! The ref jumps up signaling
for the bell! DING DING DING!)

KING: It's over! Scotty made Shane tap out!

(Harry can't believe it, he slides into the ring screaming at the ref
pointing to the outside. The ref grabs the titles from the ring attendant
and just before the official results are announced Harry slides out of the
ring and snatches the mic away)

Harry: BS!!!!!! Now you listen here!!!!!!

(Harry slides into the ring)

Harry: You are going to restart this damn match right now!

(The ref looks confused as Scotty grabs the titles from him)

Harry: Scotty Scott was not the legal man!!! Ash was and right now he is in
a damn coma so therefore the match cannot end by the illegal man causing
Shane to tap!!!

(The ref looks out at Ash and shakes his head. Harry hands him the mic)

JR: Was Ash the legal man King?

Ref: Harry is correct, Scotty never made an official tag to Ash so therefore
he was not the legal man, Ash is. So I hereby restart this match! Ring the
bell!!!

(The ref goes to hand the microphone to the ring attendant and as he does
Harry grabs one of the titles from Scotty and clocks him right between the
eyes!!!)

JR: WHAT THE!!!

KING: Harry just decked Scotty while the ref was handing the mic away!

(Harry tosses the belts out of the ring and slides out. Harry grabs Ash and
tosses him into the ring, Shane lays his arm over his chest making the
cover...)

JR: One, two.. SHOULDER UP!!

Harry makes the tag!

Ash make a desperation jawbreaker on Harry!

JR: Both Harry and Ash are on the mat.

King: Ash needs to tag Scotty and fast!!!!

JR: And Harry needs to make the tag to Shane!!!!

King: They are both close....

JR: DIVES FROM BOTH ASH AND HARRY!!!! THEY BOTH MADE THE HOT TAGS!!!!

King: Oh no!!!!

JR: Scotty and Shane are trading punches back and forth!!!!

King: The referee is helping Harry out of the ring.

JR: CHOPBLOCK FROM ASH!!!!!

King: Hahahaha!!!!

JR: SCOTTAMISSION ON SHANE PERISH!!!!!

King: Harry is trying to save Shane!!!!

JR: LETHAL INJECTION ON HARRY!!!!!

Shane Perish is struggling to reach the ropes.
Shane Perish tries to fight the pain.
Shane Perish submits after 11 seconds.
The crowd is wildly cheering Scotty Scott with only a few scattered boos
audible.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winners are Ash and Scotty Scott!

(Witherspoon slides into the ring and clothes lines Shane Perish to the ground. He bends over shouting in Shane's face, slapping him accross his face. Scotty grabs Witherspoon and drags him away, telling him something. Witherspoon shrugs and slides out of the ring, following Scotty and Ash to the back.)

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The scene opens in the Prime Time locker room. Tamer is standing in the
middle of the room, which looks like it has had a hurricane go through it.
Tamer looks around at the room and smiles. Tamer is in his wrestling gear
and has the Hardcore title over his shoulder.)

Tamer: Amazing isn't it? I've got everything I could want. My family, a
beautiful girlfriend, and a championship. Prime time is back and shining
brightly again. I mean really, I look at my life and think, this is it. It
can't get any better then this. Or can it?

(Tamer winks.)

Tamer: If perfection was achievable... what would there be? The problem is,
even perfect has its imperfections. I am happy with what I have. But that
does not mean there isn't more that I desire to obtain. I am human... I want
to win the BMWF Heavyweight title for one thing. That is something I am
working towards. I've been climbing up to reach that level for these past
two years. And now I am close, Oh I am very close... But not quite there,
not yet. And like I said, I'm already a Champion...

(Tamer pats the Hardcore title.)

Tamer: I defeated Lowedown. It was set up to be a great match and what a
match it was. A Hardcore classic... It was one of the most intense matches I've
ever been in. In the end I walked away the victor and champion....

(Tamer shakes his head.)

Tamer: But what I really want, the one thing I've been waiting for, has
slipped through my fingers. I want to face Axe in a match and settle
everything. I warned him from day one there would be hell is his future.
Everything was going perfect, from my Prime Time brethren masquerading as
jesters in my stead, to the vicious attacks I carried out on him every week.
Some people may say that was enough or even that I went on overkill. But all
those attack were only to sustain me. They were not nearly enough to quench
my thirst for revenge. My urge to carry out Axe's punishment.. . It was
almost time.., But right as the date approached, Axe disappeared. He ran
away... This does not put him in the clear...Oh no.. Right now it is just a
delay. I will find him...I have my ways...

(Tamer takes a deep breath.)

Tamer: But tonight I have to focus... I have my first title defense. A chain
match...but instead of Axe. I get Ryushi Fujita... rather then facing a man
I loathe, I am facing one I don't give a *bleep* about. I feel sorry not for
myself, just ever so slightly for Fujita. Because my aggression is coming
out against him tonight... I am releasing my rage. Everything I've been
holding in, all that I've been holding back. Tonight it will be unleashed.
The end of the year is very close... New beginnings around the corner. Pain
will echo throughout this arena.... Fujita you are challenging me, I respect
you for that. Sadly you caught me at the worst time.. So prepare...

(Tamer clears his throat.)

Tamer/Crowd: PREPARE TO BE TAMED!

FADE

>>>

LILLY: This contest is a BMWF Hardcore title match!

Introducing first...
Fighting out of Tokyo, Japan...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

Ryushi Fujita

("Battle Without Honor Or Humanity" by Tomoyasu Hotei starts to play as the fans in attendance look towards the entrance area. A good sized pop greets Ryushi Fujita as he gingerly walks out onto the stage area followed by Kojima. The former Light Heavyweight Champ makes his way down to the ring area, his focus solely on the match at hand. Once inside he stands solemnly in the corner awaiting his shot at gold.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Fighting out of Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

The BMWF Hardcore Champion

Tamer

(The lights go out. The sound of a whip cracking thunders throughout out the
beach and " Stop looking/Start Seeing" By Papa Roach begins to play over the
PA system. Blue and Red lights strobe around the area Tamer walks out from
behind the curtain..he has the Hardcore title around his waist.)

JR: Tamer is not a happy man.

King: He has Dizi how can he not be?

JR: Because tonight he was gonna settle thing with Axe. But Axe ran from the
match.

King: Ha...

(Tamer rolls his neck at the top of the ramp, slaps the Hardcore title, and
makes his way down to the ring slapping the fan's hands. Tamer reaches the
ring and slides in. Tamer takes the title off of his waist and raises it in
the air. Then he rest it on his shoulder, Tamer pounds on the Hardcore belt
and points to the crowd then stands in his corner waiting for the ring of
the bell.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

(Both men attempt to pull the other towards them in a game of tug of war. After pausing a couple of seconds they try again only this time Fujita charges Tamer and connects with a clothesline. Fujita quickly tries to hog tie Tamer's legs only to have the Hardcore champ blast him in the head with the chain.)

Ryushi Fujita smacks Tamer with a devastating clothesline .
Ryushi Fujita hits Tamer with an inverted DDT.
The crowd is behind Ryushi Fujita all the way.
Ryushi Fujita covers Tamer.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Ryushi Fujita nails Tamer with a fisherman buster.
The chants for Ryushi Fujita are deafening.
Ryushi Fujita covers Tamer.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Ryushi Fujita gets a half Boston crab on Tamer.
Tamer grabs the ropes after 7 seconds.
Ryushi Fujita nails Tamer with a fisherman buster.
Ryushi Fujita catches Tamer in the STF.
Tamer gets ahold of the ropes after 5 seconds.

R: Both men are exchanging blows.
Tamer is gaining the advantage

King: Tamer is laying into Fujita like he was a punching bag!

JR: Tamer is not holding anything back.
Tamer is pummeling Fujita in the corner.
Fujita slips out and tries to get away.
Tamer yanks on the chain and clothesline's Fujita down.
Tamer is almost feral in is onslaught!

(Tamer rolls out of the ring and starts looking for things under the ring.
Tamer pulls out two chair, a trash can lid, and a fire extinguisher. Tamer
slides all the items in the ring.)

JR: I believe business is about to pick up!

(Tamer slides back in the ring and picks up the trash can lid.)

JR: Ryushi is getting back up.

King: Stay down!

(As Ryushi stand Tamer bounces off the ropes and connects the trash can lid
with Fujita's skull)

*SMACK*

JR: What a shot!
Tamer is now setting both of those chairs up.

King: What is he gonna have a seat?

(Tamer sets the chairs up facing each other.)

JR Tamer does not have happy thoughts in mind.

King: Well he's not Peter Pan.

JR: Tamer knees Fujita in the gut
Tamer sets Fujita up
Tamer hoist Fujita up
And sends him crashing through the chairs

*BAM*

JR: Tamer just sent Fujita crashing down through those chair with a
hellacious powerbomb!

(Tamer picks up the fire extinguisher and sprays the fallen Fujita.)

JR: I think Tamer is adding insult to injury

Tamer nails Ryushi Fujita with an Asai moonsault.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Tamer locks Ryushi Fujita in a sleeperhold.
Jack Slone checks Ryushi Fujita's arm.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it falls.
He lifts it... it stays up !
Ryushi Fujita fights his way out of the hold after 16 seconds.
Ryushi Fujita almost takes Tamer's head off with a clothesline
Ryushi Fujita nails Tamer with a head and arm suplex.
The crowd is behind Ryushi Fujita all the way.
Ryushi Fujita hits Tamer with a brainbuster.
The crowd is behind Ryushi Fujita all the way.
Ryushi Fujita executes a flying elbowdrop on Tamer.
Jack Slone counts: One, shoulder up.

JR: This has spilled to the outside now.

King: This is unfair...They're chained together...you can't get a moment to
catch your breath.

JR: That's the point
Tamer has grabbed his title

(Tamer turns and smacks the title against Fujita's head. Tamer then wraps
the title around the fallen Fujita's skull.)

JR: Tamer is grabbing something from under the ring.
It's a golf club!

(Tamer raises the golf club in the air. Tamer then asks the crowd to be
quite. Tamer line the club up with Fujita's head and swings away.)

*BAM*

King: Four!

JR: Ryushi Fujita throws Tamer into the turnbuckle.
Ryushi Fujita takes Tamer down with a T-Bone Suplex.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, kickout.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Tamer counters it with
a small package.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, shoulder up.
Tamer goes for a fisherman suplex, but Ryushi Fujita counters it with
a small package.
Jack Slone counts: One, two, thr... kickout.
Ryushi Fujita goes for a T-Bone Suplex, but Tamer counters it with
a small pack