JPA:BU...BU...BU...BROTHERHOOD WORLD ORDER!

(Suddenly, "Lean Back" by Terror Squad begins to play as Lowedown and Flame make their way out of the entrance way to a thunderous ovation. Lowedown is wearing a bandana over his head to cover up the freshest scar on his forehead from the attack last week by White Lightning and Big Kev. Lowedown is seen wearing a black t-shirt that says "LIGHTNING SUCKS!" and blue jeans as he gives the Wolfpac signal to the crowd. Flame is seen carrying the Hardcore title over her shoulder as she walks next to her husband and waves to the crowd. Lowedown slowly makes his way up the steel steps and then slowly makes his way through the ropes and wastes no time grabbing the microphone from Lily Garcia and then walks to the center of the ring...)

JR:Lowedown wasn't expecting Lightning to be coming back to the BMWF!

King:I think Lowedown didn't like being used as Lightning's personal stepping stone! Lowedown definitely wants to get some revenge here tonight!

JR:Lightning may have stepped into a whole new level of pain here against Lowedown!

King:But don't forget that Lightning has Big Kev behind every step of the way!

(Lowedown stops for a moment and then motions towards the entrance way to show his big brother Dozer making his way out to another huge ovation. Dozer walks right to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and leans against the turnbuckle and winks at his brother...)

Lowedown:Now that my back up has arrived here, I would like to just straight up one simple question to White Lightning and I hope you are listening old friend.

(Pause)

Lowedown:WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!?

(The crowd begins to chant "Lightning Sucks!" as Lowedown takes a brief second to take a breath...)

Lowedown:Let me clear up something for you real quick Whitey and I hope you listen well! I am not the stepping stone of the BMWF! I am not the tryout fella that the newbies get their hands on when they want to try and impress Mackman! I am the man who holds up this federation and ends careers! I am your Hardcore champion ya lil' melee mouth sonofableep! The Lowedown has been the World Heavyweight champion five times young man! How man times have you held the World title? Maybe these peeps of mine can answer that question for ya? Has Whitey ever been the World champion?

(The crowd lets out a collective "NO!" as Lowedown nods in approval...)

Lowedown:Has Whitey been someone that you people could respect?

(The crowd lets out the same reaction...)

Lowedown:And he couldn't even do the d@mn job himself peeps?!? He had to have his trained puppy dog BLEEP Big Kev powerbomb me through a table off the stage! I will say one thing about being dropped like that. It sure makes you think.

King:Lowedown was thinking after going through a table?

Lowedown:That was like landing on a feather goose down pillow compared to falling off a d@mn scaffold ya stupid sonofableeps! I am alot tougher than you candy@$$e$ can possibly imagine! It's going to take alot more than a d@mn table to put me down boys!

(The crowd begins to chant Lowedown's name as he pulls the bandana off his head to show the scar on his forehead and then tosses the bandana out to the crowd...)

Lowedown:This scar will Whitey! No matter how beat up I get by the two of you, I will still be a better wrestler. I will still be the better man. And I sure as hell we'll be...better looking than you.

(Flame nods in approval as she walks over and kisses her husband. Flame then walks back over and relaxes in the corner again...)

Lowedown:Whitey seems to think that since he's back in the BMWF that he can just come right back and hang with the big boy here? You've got to be kidding me Lightning?!? Are you out of your d@mn mind? The minute you and your trained monkey stepped back into my ring, your @$$e$ became bWo victims! Ya feel me?

Crowd:WE FEEL YA!

(Lowedown stops for a moment as Dozer walks over and whispers something into his brother's ear. Lowedown nods for a moment and then pats his brother on the shoulder...)

Lowedown:My brother Doze here is requesting a second or two on the microphone. Talk to them brother.

(Dozer steps up and takes the microphone...)

Dozer:Do you remember when I beat your @$$ around like a rag doll there Kev a while back? I challenged you to a simple match to see who was the bigger man in this business and I never heard from you. Well, I guess now that since you decided to show back up...I thought I would come back and give you another taste of what is going to happen if you stick your nose in my brother's business! I am going to ask the big man in the back to put a match together between the Bulldozer and Big Kev in a powerbomb match! You and me in the ring and we show all these people out here who is the biggest big man around here! All you have to do is say yes for the next pay-per-view! You got what it takes to stand away from the puppetmaster there Kev? Show me what you got!

(The crowd erupts as Dozer tosses the microphone back to his brother. Lowedown nods his head in approval and then speaks again...)

Lowedown:Powerbomb match? I kind of like that. It gives me a bit of an idea to my match that I want for the next pay-per-view. I think it should be something that should make things interesting. I think we should have the match between Lowedown and White LIghtning be...A SCAFFOLD MATCH!

JR:GOOD LORD! A Scaffold match? Lowedown has lost his mind!

King:I think Lowedown got his brain pulled out by an accidential stitch removal!

Lowedown:Not just any scaffold match mind you! I want a scaffold match with that scaffold 20 feet above the ring! And underneath the ring, I want tables stacked underneath the ring so that when I drop your @$$ off that scaffold Whitey, I want you to feel the pain of going through table after table after table after table! You want to come back to the BMWF and use me? I'm going to use you as my personal BLEEP! You think about that one for a day or two and get back to me!

(Flame walks over before Lowedown is about to speak again and asks for the microphone. Lowedown looks at her for a moment and then slowly hands the microphone over...)

Flame:Hey everybody! I want to direct a lil' something to a gorgeous young lady in the back hanging out with William Black back there. I understand that the only way William will accept the invitation for the bWo tournament is for you and I to have a bra and panties match?

King:WOO-HOO! It's about time! I haven't seen a good match like that in months! I just hope it gets approved!

Flame:Now, as opposed to this match as I feel these people are...

(Crowd begins to boo...)

Flame:I couldn't leave all these men...hanging. I think it would be unjust of me to not rip off all your clothing and leave you standing in the middle of this ring in nothing but your bra and panties in front of all my fans. So...it looks to me like it will be you and me Spirit in a bra and panties match! I must warn you though girlfriend, I might have to get a lil' "physical" with you. Then again, I kind of like it rough.

(Flame playfully hands the microphone back to her husband who holds it on his hip for a moment and then brings it back up...)

Lowedown:Next week, I will announce the final participants in the bWo tournament so your application is due by this Wednesday! Get it in your get ready to be beat down...bWo style! And by the way, Master Z...I have a temporary injunction against you and your lawyers from bothering about the bWo logo so keep your dogs off me! That is the Lowedown on that!

("Lean Back" begins to play again as Lowedown, Dozer, and Flame raise their hands high in the air as the crowd watching them climb out of the ring and make their way through the crowd...)

JR:It appears the BWO tournament may start next week and William Black may be a part of the tournament!

King:I don't care! As long as we can have the bra and panties match!

JR:and Lowedown wants to have a Scaffold match with tables under the scaffold!

King:Do you think Bruiser will approve those matches?

JR:We'll find out soon! We'll be right back folks!

>>>

(In the back, Kurt Dangle is walking down the hall. He comes to a BMWF crew member.)

Kurt: Have you seen The Bruiser?

Crew 1: No, I haven't.

Kurt: Phooey on you!

(Kurt continues on. After 10 seconds, he comes upon another couple of crew members.)

Kurt: Have you two seen The Bruiser?

Crew 2: No, I haven't.

Crew 3: Me, neither!

Kurt: Phooey on you!

(Kurt continues his quest as we fade...)

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LILLY: This contest is scheduled for one fall.

From Los Angeles...
Weighing in at 267 pounds...

Shane "Sy" Perish

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by Loomis...
From Haddenfield...
Weighing in at 287 pounds...

Myers

KING: is Myers still here?

>>>

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Myers blocks it.
Myers catches Shane Perish in a sleeperhold.
Shane Perish grabs the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds.
Myers executes a bodyslam on Shane Perish.
Myers whips Shane Perish into the ropes.
Shane Perish misses with an elbow.
Myers goes for a bodyslam, but Shane Perish blocks it.
Shane Perish goes for neckbreaker, but Myers blocks it.
Myers executes an atomic drop on Shane Perish.
Myers hits Shane Perish with a German suplex.
Both combatants' shoulders are on the mat.
Rick Patrick counts: One, Myers lifts a shoulder, two, kickout.
Myers whips Shane Perish into the ropes.
Shane Perish hits Myers with a kick.
Shane Perish beats on his chest.
A few fans are booing Shane Perish, while a few others are cheering him.
Shane Perish whips Myers into the ropes.
Myers hits Shane Perish with a clothesline.
Myers hoists Shane Perish high into the air with a vertical suplex, then sends S
hane Perish crashing hard to the mat.
You could hear a pin drop.
Shane Perish gives him the Clothesline From Hell.
A few fans are booing Shane Perish, while a few others are cheering him.
Shane Perish executes the Perisher on Myers.
A few fans are booing Shane Perish, while a few others are cheering him.
Shane Perish goes for the pin.
Rick Patrick counts: One, two, three.
A few fans are booing Shane Perish, while a few others are cheering him.

*DING DING* 

LILLY: The winner is Shane Perish!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(Tobey Miliken is in the back on his cell phone as Couch catches up to him to interview him)

Couch: Tobey, a few questions before tonights fight.

Tobey: I'll check back in with you later ok? Alright bye. (closes his flip phone) Couch, could you not see that I was talking to someone important?

Couch: I just need to ...

Tobey: YOU JUST NEED TO SHUT YOUR MOUTH... you think anyone around here cares what you kind of stupid question you have have to ask me? Let me guess you want to know how I feel about going into a match with two men that hate my guts right???

Couch: Well actually...

Tobey: GUESS WHAT PENCIL NECK... THEY ALL HATE ME... and that's ok.

Couch: But you have...

Tobey: But I have two men who are in the ring with me and they might team up to take me out... blah, blah blah... you know this line of questioning is boring Couch... BORING!

Couch: But I haven't even asked you...

Tobey: While there might be two men in that ring that hate me and want to see me on my back and bleeding, there are three men in that ring that want the same thing and that is the TV gold baby. So take note of this... are you taking notes COUCH!

Couch: Yes....taking ...

Tobey: Tonight I have to be smarter than my opponents. It's obvious that I am at a some what disadvantage, BUT... I have one advantage that they don't have. I HAVE THE BRAINS... And in a match like this where you have three men vying for one title... the man that is the smartest wins. That man tonight will be... TOBEY MILIKEN... THE HOLLYWOOD IDOL!

Couch: Well... uh... thank you for your....

Tobey: Don't mention it Couch... don't mention it.

(Tobey walks away and Couch stands there with his mouth open)

>>>
 

(Tobey Miliken and Misty Rivers are on their way back to the dressing area shouting and cheering as Tobey has the TV Title draped over his shoulder.)

Tobey: WHO'S THE MAN?... WHO'S THE MAN?

Misty: You are baby, you are.

Tobey: Thats right, finally the TV Title is where it belongs, around my beautiful waist.

Bole: Tobey congratulation on winning a tough match, though some would say it wasn't won without some controversy.

Tobey: Anything I ever do is controversial. Good heavens man, I just beat two men for this belt.

Bole: Yeah but nailing Howitzer with that post maul, I mean didn't Witherspoon say earlier in the week that the post maul would play no part in this match.

Tobey: Well... Spoon lied.

Bole: How did you get a hold of Witherspoons hammer any way?

Tobey: Well you see Bole, I have a few contacts and that person that you saw me talking to earlier tonight on the phone, well, he's an old friend of mine who wanted to see me win. He got Spoon's big old hammer and placed it under the ring for me earlier today when they were putting the ring together.

Bole: So who was it Tobey? Was it...

Tobey: Who it was, doesn't matter. It's just like I said, the winner of this match had to use his brains and not his muscles. I used both and I won. THE TV TITLE IS MINE NOW... MINE BABY.

Bole: Was it Ezekiel?

Tobey: Does it matter? I AM THE CHAMP and that is all that really matters.

Bole: So who will your first title defense be against?

Tobey: Look Bole, I just fought a heck of a match. I'm tired, I'm sore and I have a nasty cut on my head as you can see. All I am thinking about right now is getting stitched up, grab a bottle of scotch, take Misty back to my hotel room and then party all night long, CAUSE I AM THE NEW BMWF TV CHAMPION... and whether you like it or not, that ain't going to change.

Bole: You do have quite a few enemies. You have no doubt put an even bigger target on your back now that you hold that title. Will Witherspoon get a rematch?

Tobey: Witherspoon is done. Don't be surprised if he retires after tonight. I mean for goodness sake I JUST TOOK HIS TITLE. I AM THE CHAMPION... I can't help it, I just love saying those four words... I AM THE CHAMPION!

Bole: What about Howitzer, this feud has just taken a huge jump. You know that he is not going to take this lightly.

Tobey: I just knocked him out colder than Roy Jones Jr, Bole. I mean that man might not wake up until the next Bedlam. But when he does wake up, and when he does realize that he is lost, he will realize something just will just consume the man inside of him.

Bole: And what is that.

Tobey: I AM THE CHAMPION. YEAH! Come on Misty lets go party.

(Tobey and Misty walk away)

Bole: Well folks as you heard, we have a new TV Champion.


>>>

(Tobey is walking around in the back on his cell phone. He stops for a second and continues his conversation.)

Tobey: Did you take care of it? And it will be there? Are you sure? Great, great...

(Howitzer comes walking up and the two stop and stare at each other)

Tobey: Hey baby I got to go, someone just walked in.

(Tobey puts the flip phone down and smiles.)

Tobey: So Howie, how have you been? Looks like the wounds from last weeks little beat down have healed up nicely.

(Howitzer stands still and just continues to give Tobey a evil look. Tobey smiles.)

Tobey: Yeah, you never were one to say much. I know right now you are probably thinking about how you would love to beat me to a pulp right before our match, aren't you? But then everyone would think you were a coward and didn't want to take care of it in the ring. And well... unlike me... you care about what people think. So I guess we will have to wait until we are in the ring tonight and see who the better man is.

(Tobey walks away and Howitzer watches as Tobey leaves as Howitzer turns his back Tobey runs up and smashes him in the back of the head with a bottle of Jack Daniels. Howitzer falls to the floor with whiskey dripping all over his head.)

Tobey: As I said, I don't care what these stupid fans think of me. I hope Black doesn't miss his bottle burbon.

(Tobey picks up Howitzer who is a bit staggered and kicks him in the groin and as Howitzer doubles over Tobey takes his knee and knees him in the face. Howitzer falls down and is out.)

Tobey: See you in the ring, in a few minutes.


>>>
 

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

Introducing first...
From Minneapolis...
Weighing in at 300 pounds...

The BMWF TV Champion...
Witherspoon

(The lights flicker out and a steady drum beat is heard. Suddenly a huge explosion takes place in the ring and "Kashmir" By Led Zeplin burts forth from the speakers. As the smoke and sparks clear, Witherspoon is revealed standing in the middle of the ring. He is wearing his Trenchcoat and Witherspoon shirt, with his TV title slung over his right shoulder. He lifts a Microphone to his mouth.)

Witherspoon: So Im scheduled to fight in a triple threat match against two men who may very well be on the same team, for my TV title. Well, I'm cool with that. Cause you see it doesnt really matter. I can beat both of these men. No problem.

King: Spoonie's right JR!

JR: Well, that may be true.

Witherspoon: Let me spell it out for you. Neither man is any match for me one on one. I'll admit that Miliken does have some skill, but not enough. Howitzer is just some clone of me, only not nearly as good as the original.

(Crowd Boos loudly)

WItherspoon: Keep it coming. Anyways, Miliken is the largest problem in the ring for me, and since he pissed Howitzer off, he's got enough problems. Of course, Miliken and Howitzer could simply be pretending to hate each other, and team up against me. Either way, Im ready for them. Prepare for the wrath of the Madman.

(Witherspoon tosses the mic to a ring attendent, then hands his Belt to the ref. He removes his trenchcoat and shirt and hands it to the same ring attendent, then moves into the corner.)

LILLY: His opponent...
Led to the ring by "The Director" Shawn Rollins...
Fighting out of Daytona, FL...
Weighing in at 255 pounds...

"Movie Star" Tobey Miliken

("Pomp and Circumstance" plays and then the words..."THE MOST HATED MAN IN THE WORLD" comes across the Bruiser Tron followed by the words "YOUR HOLLYWOOD IDOL". Pictures of Tobey posing in his robe and tights flash and then out walks Tobey Miliken to the ring with Misty Rivers. The two walks down the aisle and as the approach the ring Misty holds the ropes for Tobey as he enters. Misty walks up and the two share a small kiss in the ring as Tobey pulls a mic out from his robe.)

Tobey: Another BMWF pay per view, and another Tobey Miliken feature presentation.

(The crowd boos and starts chanting "YOU SUCK" )

Tobey: Oh should I be offended because you morons can actually put together two words? OOOOOOOHHHH I am so mad now...

(Tobey starts laughing)

Tobey: Go ahead and chant all you want. Now a lot has been made about how I am walking into this match with two men that want to see me dead... pretty much. WELL.. newsflash people... I DON'T CARE. You see here in a minute walking down that ramp will the man that I have beaten like a red headed step child the last three weeks, MR.WITHERSPOON! And then right behind him will be the man that I tried to take under my wing and teach him a little bit about this business we call Sports Entertainmen... aka...Professional Wrestling.

(The crowd starts booing again.)

Tobey: Again, just because you know how to make a sound with your mouth don't mean nothing to me. Any mentally challenged moron can do that. You sound like a bunch of neanderthals is what you sound like. And in case you aren't smart enough to know what that is... it's a cave man.

(The crowd boos more)

Tobey: Oooh, me make fire... HA HA HA!

Misty: Give it up Tobey these people wouldn't know sarcasm if it hit them on the head.

(The crowd starts shouting "SLUT...SLUT...SLUT")

Tobey: HEY! HEY! HEY!... That's no way for you guys to be talking about your mothers. HA HA HA!

(The crowd boos more and starts to throw litter into the ring.)

Tobey: Howitzer... my little pet project. I took you in when no one else in this fed would even give you the time of day. I taught you and you spat in my face. Well Howitzer tonight the teacher has a very important lesson for you and that is one of discipline. Tonight I will not spare the rod you ungrateful son of a ...

Misty: Now Tobey watch your language.

Tobey: You're right dear. And as for you Spoon. Tonight is just another in the long line of beatings that I give you. SO LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED.

Lily Garcia: And the other challenger in this 3-man match for the
Bruisermania Wrestling Federation Television Championship...from Chicago,
Illinois, weighing in at 290 pounds...HOWITZER!!

(The sounds of explosion and gunfire are heard rumbling over the PA,
followed by the techno trill of Rammstein's "Freuer Frei." Strobe lights
bathe the arena in flickering green light. The fans look excitedly at the
curtain, but Howitzer does not emerge. Miliken stares at the entrance area
with confused looks. Several seconds pass with "Freuer Frei" still playing,
but Howitzer does not appear. The lights in the arena come back on and
Howitzer's music stops. His opponent already in the ring begins to point at
the curtain and hurl insults and taunts. The crowd starts to murmur.)

King: What the heck is going on here J.R.? Where's Howitzer?

J.R.: I don't know, King! I thought he'd be running down to the ring for
this match like a house afire!

King: Maybe he found inner peace with those monks and decided to hang up
his boots! Ha!

J.R.: Well Howitzer or not, this match has got to go on! And you can bet
Witherspoon and "The Hollywood Idol" are just fine with that, since their
odds of winning just went up by a third!

King: I can't believe this, J.R.! Howitzer's really screwing his career up
by no-showing! This match is for the TV Title!

J.R.: Tell me about it, King! Extremely poor move by the youngster! But
this is the BMWF and we don't wait around, here we go!

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!

(Witherspoon clotheslines Tobey Miliken, forcing him to the canvas. He
stomps Miliken several times on the back and shoulder.)

J.R.: Witherspoon and Miliken REALLY mixing it up here in this match for
the TV Title...but folks, this is supposed to be a 3-way contest for the
belt and we're missing the third man! Howitzer has not come out to the
ring! And we're well underway here in this title match!

King: Yeah, what the heck is going on here?? Howitzer said, from that
church or wherever he was, that he was coming back! So where is he? Do you
think maybe Tobey had him kidnapped or something?

J.R.: Your guess is as good as mine King...all I know is, if Howitzer
doesn't make it out here, he's gonna lose his shot at becoming the BMWF
Television Champion!

(Suddenly all the lights go out in the arena, and the crowd erupts. Nothing
happens for a moment.)

King: What's going on, J.R.? Is it a power outage?

J.R.: King, when the lights go off in the middle of a match in the BMWF, is
it EVER a power outage? I've got a feeling business is about to pick up
somehow!

(Two loud, rumbling growls from some species of big cat echo over the PA,
and then an instantly recognizable Randy Rhoads guitar lick.)

PA: OH NO (OH NO)
HERE WE GO (HERE WE GO NOW)

OH NO (OH NO)
HERE WE GO NOW

("Flying High Again" by Ozzy Osbourne blares over the sound system. The
crowd goes absolutely crazy.)

CROWD: OZZY!!! OZZY!!! OZZY!!! OZZY!!!

King: Is Ozzy here? J.R., IS OZZY OSBOURNE HIMSELF HERE???

J.R.: At this point, I wouldn't be surprised!

(At the top of the entrance ramp, three deafening, green pyro pops go off,
one after the other. The crowd screams.)

King: Whose pyro is that???

(The lights in the arena come back on, and when they do, the crowd reaches a
fevered pitch of excitement and surprise. Miliken and Witherspoon are
standing shoulder to shoulder looking into the back, and Howitzer is
standing right behind them. He is sporting new tattoos...thick, snaky black
lines that simulate tiger stripes are going all around his midsection,
wrapping around his mid-and-lower back and stopping near the middle of his
stomach. Two similar tattoos go around his neck. Howitzer's hair is just a
little longer than usual. His quad-length wrestling shorts are their same
shade of hunter green, but deep yellow tiger stripes run around them as
well. With "Flying High Again" still blaring, Howitzer smiles at his
unsuspecting opponents. Then, he turns and runs across the ring, bouncing
off the ropes, and scores a direct hit with a double clothesline, flooring
both his opponents.)

King: HOWITZER! WHERE'D HE COME FROM??

J.R.: Who the hell knows, King? But that was one electrifying entrance,
and this crowd is eating it up! They got so loud you could see the roof
rattling!

King: So THAT'S what Howitzer meant when he told Witherspoon "when you hear
the voice of the REAL Madman, your days as champion are over!" Ozzy
Osbourne's nickname is The Madman! Ha! Maybe Howitzer isn't so boring
after all! New entrance music, new tights, entrance out of nowhere...he
might just win this title! And look at those tats! He's painted up like a
tiger!

(Howitzer drags Witherspoon up by his neck and locks his his arms around his
waist, then delivers a German suplex that shakes the ring.)

J.R.: German! Well Howitzer said he's been reading up on tigers
lately...and this stalking ambush attack must be what he was referring to!
The balance of this match has tipped entirely in his favor! Witherspoon now
at the edge of the ring, grabbing the ropes for support. Howitzer rushes
across the ring...OH AND HE HITS THE SHOULDER TACKLE!! Witherspoon goes
flying outside and lands on the mat!

(Tobey Miliken finally recovers from the sneak attack clothesline and gets
to his feet. As he does, Howitzer turns around and sees his former partner.
His eyes light up when he sees that he and Miliken are alone in the ring.
"The Hollywood Idol"'s eyes go wide with fear when he realizes the same
thing. The crowd goes crazy once again.)

CROWD: KICK HIS @$$!! KICK HIS @$$!! KICK HIS @$$!! KICK HIS @$$!!

J.R.: This is it, King, this is the moment Howitzer's been waiting for!
He's got Tobey Miliken all by himself in the ring! These two men were
partners as recently as last week at Bedlam, but their partnership has
completely fallen apart and there is some SERIOUS bad blood between these
two wrestlers! Tobey escaped Howitzer's wrath last week with the help of a
limousine...don't expect Howitzer to let him do THAT again!

(Howitzer takes two big strides over to where Tobey is standing and goes
nose to nose with his former partner. The nearest ringside camera picks up
his voice.)

HOWITZER: Well Tobey, it all finally catches up with you, ace. All yer
lying, all yer deceit, yer cowardice, yer stupidity. Tonight you pay the
price. I'm gonna put you through physical hell, drag yer stinkin' carcass
around this ring, and beat you 'til you can't remember yer own friggin'
NAME. The TV Title's the least of your worries now, buddy. You gotta think
about stayin' alive now. 'Cause the chances ain't lookin' good.

(Howitzer leans back and then connects with a headbutt. Miliken rocks back
and forth on his feet, dazed.)

J.R.: The headbutt! Howitzer's head was like a battering ram there King!
Howitzer now, wrapping himself behind Tobey Miliken, locking the
arms...plants Tobey with a facebuster!

King: Howitzer's going at a million RPMs here J.R.! He looks unstoppable!

J.R.: I don't disagree! Howitzer picks Miliken up off the canvas and
delivers a stiff Irish whip into the turnbuckle...follows in and connects
with the shoulder tackle!

(Howitzer delivers three hard rights to Miliken.)

King: I think the lights just went out in Tobey's brain!

J.R.: Miliken staggers out of the corner...he doesn't know where he
is!...Howitzer grabs him! Cobra Clutch Bomb! Tobey Miliken rolling around
on the canvas in pain! Howitzer picks him up one more time, and he LOCKS IN
THE BEAR HUG!! Howitzer's the best in the business with this move King!

(Howitzer keeps the bear hug locked in, and Tobey is clearly fading fast.
But Witherspoon pulls himself off the ground on the outside of the ring and
steps between the ropes. He goes to hit Howitzer with an axe handle fist.)

J.R.: Witherspoon's back in the ring now, going for a standing axe handle
smash...and he missed! Howitzer saw him at the last second and dropped
Tobey, and Miliken caught the blow! Miliken has absorbed a LOT of
punishment in just the few minutes since Howitzer entered this match!

(Howitzer turns and blocks Witherspoon's next punch. He kicks 'Spoon hard
in the gut, and 'Spoon doubles over. Howitzer scoops him up and throws him
over his shoulder, then takes two steps and plants him down hard with a
powerslam.)

King: Geez Howitzer's a strong dude!

J.R.: King, I've never heard you give Howitzer this many compliments in the
man's entire career! Tobey Miliken in a heap on the canvas, he's been taken
out for the moment. Witherspoon raises himself up on all fours, trying to
get to his feet. Howitzer does him one better!

(Howitzer gives Witherspoon a hard kick to the gut, nailing 'Spoon in the
abdomen with his hard black boot. 'Spoon falls back to the ground, but
Howitzer yanks him to the feet. He then hoists him up and hits an atomic
drop.)

King: Right to the nads! Yeeee-ouch!

J.R.: Howitzer is truly fighting like a champion right now folks! And if
you had to call it right now, you'd have to say that we're looking at a new
Television Champion!

JR: Witherspoon surges accross the ring, nearly removing Howitzers skull with a clothesline.
Witherspoon suplexes Tobey
Witherspoon locks in a headlock on Miliken
Witherspoon drops the hold and suplexes Howitzer onto Tobey.
Witherspoon locks in a boston crab on Howitzer
Howitzer screams in pain
THe ref checks on Howitzer
Witherspoon tightens the hold
Howitzer tries to break free
The ref asks Howitzer if he wants to quit
Witherspoon drops the hold
Witherspoon Clotheslines Tobey from the ring
Witherspoon stomps on Howitzers back
Witherspoon sends Howitzer into the turnbuckle
Witherspoon slams his shoulder into Howitzer
Witherspoon suplexes Howitzer from the top rope
Witherspoon goes for the cover
1..2.. Tobey breaks the count
Tobey plants some boots into Witherspoon's side
Tobey hits Witherspoon with a missle dropkick
Tobey throws Witherspoon into the corner
Tobey hits Witherspoon with a crossbody
THe crowd is Booing TObey
Witherspoon hits Tobey with a clothesline
WItherspoon German suplexes Tobey
Witherspoon German suplexes Howitver
Witherspoon jumps onto the second ropes and lifts his fist into the air and smacks his chest
The crowd boos Witherspoon loudly
Witherspoon locks Tobey in an arm bar
Tobey fights to break free
The ref checks on Tobey
Tobey fights free
Witherspoon German suplexes Tobey from the ring
Witherspoon suplexes Howitzer

King: Spoonie is cleaning house JR!

JR: Witherspoon headbuts Howitzer
Witherspoon throws Howitzer into the ropes
WItherspoon catches Howitzer with a big boot to the face
Witherspoon locks in a boot choke
The ref starts the count
Witherspoon drops the hold at a 4 count
WItherspoon hits Howitzer with a headbut
Witherspoon hits a haymaker to Howitzers gut
Witherspoon slams Howitzers skull into the mat with a crucifix
Witherspoon goes for the cover
1...2.. kick out

The bell rings and Tobey backs up into a corner.
Witherspoon and Howitzer slowly make their way to Tobey.
Tobey is backed into the turnbuckle as Howitzer and Witherspoon make their way smiling towards Tobey.
Tobey then runs and double clotheslines them.
Tobey starts laughing.
Howitzer gets up quickly and runs and spears Tobey.
Tobey rolls on the mat as Howitzer picks Tobey up but Tobey as he is being picked up takes his fist and nails Howitzer between the legs.

King: That's twice tonight that Tobey has nailed Howitzer between the legs.

JR: No one ever said that Tobey faught fair.

Tobey gets up and is met with a kick to the stomach by Witherspoon.
Tobey doubles over and Witherspoon kicks Tobey in the face.
Tobey rolls on the mat and then rolls out of the ring.
Misty Rivers walks over and puts her arms around Tobey is saying something to him.
Witherspoon jumps out of the ring.
As Witherspoon grabs Tobey and turns him around Tobey sprays something in Witherspoons face.

King: What was that?

JR: It was some sort of spray. Misty must have handed it to Tobey when she walked over to him.

Witherspoon is screaming and Tobey grabs Witherspoon and throws him into the steel steps.

Witherspoon is down.

Tobey jumps back into the ring and rolls back out.

Tobey grabs Witherspoon and runs him head first in the ringside barrier.

Tobey jumps back into the ring and grabs Howitzer by his hair.

Tobey runs over to the ropes and bulldogs Howitzer back to the ground.

Tobey runs and climbs the top rope.

Tobey does a diving head butt but Howitzer moves out of the way.

J.R.: Folks, this match has been one titanic struggle. Witherspoon, Tobey
Miliken, and "The Minnesota Madman" Witherspoon have been absolutely
WRECKING each other, King.

King: I'll say! These guys are fighting like the winner gets to see
Misty's puppies!

J.R.: But I think Tobey already does.

King: Oh. Yeah. Well what I meant by that was -

J.R.: Just shut up King...ANYWAY folks, in my mind, this match has been a
real show-stealer, and you've got to think that this triple threat match for
the BMWF Television Championship has really elevated that title in the eyes
of the fans and the wrestlers. Whoever comes out on top of this one really
puts himself up there. And Howitzer looks like he's gonna be the man, King,
look at this!

(Witherspoon pounds away at Tobey Miliken's face. Blood pours from Tobey's
forehead and nose. Witherspoon throws Tobey into the ropes, but before
Tobey gets close enough for 'Spoon to clothesline him, Howitzer runs from
the opposite turnbuckle and intercepts. He picks Miliken up, flips him
upside down, and delivers a crunching front piledriver.)

King: Holy BLEEP did you see that? It happened so fast even Witherspoon
can't believe it! He's stunned!

J.R.: And Howitzer looking to take advantage of it...eye rake to
Witherspoon! 'Spoon is staggered, and Howitzer hits the full nelson suplex!
Howitzer stays on the attack, whips 'Spoon into the turnbuckle...BUT THE
REF GOT IN THE WAY!! REF'S KNOCKED OUT!!! And now Howitzer is really
unloading on Witherspoon!

(Howitzer hits a series of rights and lefts on Witherspoon, and puts the
punctuation mark on it with a nasty clothesline. 'Spoon lays on the canvas,
not moving. Tobey finally gets up from the piledriver, but is clearly
groggy. Howitzer looks at the downed ref.)

King: Uh oh J.R., Howitzer's got SOMETHING on his mind, and it ain't
putting Tobey on his Christmas card list!

J.R.: I think you're right! Another clothesline! This one puts Tobey
down! Now Howitzer slides outside the ring...HE'S GOT THE RING STEPS! THE
STEEL RING STEPS!

(Howitzer throws the steps over the ropes just as Tobey gets up from the
clothesline. He climbs back inside the ring and lifts the ring steps over
his head, waiting for Tobey to get completely vertical again.)

King: Oh no I can't look! Tobey, watch out!

(Tobey gets up just in time for Howitzer to lower the boom. He connects
100% with the ring steps, and Miliken drops like a stone.)

J.R.: RING STEPS TO THE FACE!! RING STEPS TO THE FACE!!

King: Well Howitzer said Miliken's got 2 weeks worth of @$$-whippin' coming
to him, and The Hollywood Idol might just be paid in full after that one!

J.R.: Don't bet on it King...what is Howitzer doing now??

(Howitzer throws the ring steps out of the ring and grabs Tobey by the arm.
He drags the lifeless Miliken over to where Witherspoon is laying, and
drapes Tobey right on top of Witherspoon.)

King: Wha??

J.R.: Howitzer's got his two opponents on top of each other! Running
across the ring now, off the ropes...twists in midair and hits the Bunker
Buster on both men! A double Bunker Buster! Double Bunker Buster!
Howitzer's back up...and he's going for a double pin! He's got both men
pinned!

King: But the ref isn't up yet! The ref's still in la-la land!

CROWD: ONE...TWO...THREE!!!

King: Hey, the crowd isn't official!

(Howitzer sees that the ref isn't up yet, and rolls off Tobey and
Witherspoon. He shakes the ref, who finally gets up. Howitzer goes for the
double pin again.)

REF: 1...2...kickout!

J.R.: Witherspoon got a shoulder up! 'Spoon got his shoulder up, and that
moved Tobey as well! This match ain't over!

(Howitzer gets up and rips Tobey off Witherspoon. He kicks Tobey in the
gut, and locks him in the Boston Crab.)

King: He's got the Boston Crab! Boston Crab in the middle of the ring! I
think Howitzer's got it here! Tobey's too exhausted to even TRY and get to
the ropes! Misty's going crazy over there! She's jumping up and down! Do
you see this J.R.?? MISTY'S JUMPING UP AND DOWN!

J.R.: Get a hold of yourself King! We've got a classic unfolding in front
of us, and you're staring at puppies! Howitzer's got that Boston locked in
tight...ref's right in Tobey's face, waiting for Miliken to tap! Howitzer
is seconds away from becoming the new TV Champ!! This crowd is going
nuts!!!

(Witherspoon rolls over and sees Miliken locked in the Boston Crab, his hand
in the air about to tap. 'Spoon scrambles up and lunges at Howitzer,
knocking him off Tobey and breaking the hold. The crowd boos heartily.)

King: Witherspoon just saved his title there! This match is unbelieveable!s

JR: Howitzer hits a full nelson suplex on Witherspoon
Howitzer nails Tobey with a fall away slam
Howitzer Climbs onto the top rope and beats on his chest like an enraged ape
THe crowd cheers Howitzer loudly
Howitzer german suplexes Tobey
Howitzer locks in a bear hug
Tobey cries in pain
THe ref asks Tobey if he wants to quit
Howitzer tightens the hold
Tobey fights to break free
The ref checks on Tobey
Howitzer throws Tobey into the corner
Howitzer punches Tobey

(Howitzer continues to Punch Tobey. Witherspoon rises to his feet and crouches down grinning.)

King: Howitzers in trouble JR!

(Witherspoon whistles and Howitzer turns around. Witherspoon surges foreward and nails Howitzer with a powerful clothesline, knocking him into Tobey.)

King: Yeah!!

JR: Witherspoon rams his shoulder into Howitzers stomach
Witherspoon lays a few chops into Howitzer
WItherspoon moves into the center of the ring and raises his arm, slapping his chest
The arena is filled with boos
Witherspoon suplexes Howitzer
Witherspoon locks a hangman on Howitzer
The ref is checking on Howitzer Howitzer is fading
The ref lifts Howitzers arm
It falls
THe ref lifts Howitzers arm a second time
It falls
The ref lifts Howitzers arm a third time

King: THis is it JR!

(Tobey Miliken hits a flying cross body splash into Witherspoon, all three men dropping to the mat)

JR: Tobey just flew from nowhere! All three men are down! Tobey goes for the cover on Spoon!
1...2... kickout!
Witherspoon plants a few boots into TObey
Witherspoon hits an atomic drop
WItherspoon locks in a Boston Crab
Tobey screams in pain
The ref checks on Tobey
Witherspoon tightens the hold
The ref asks Tobey if he wants to quit
Tobey shakes his head
Tobey fights to the ropes after 20 seconds

Middle of the match


Tobey rolls to the outside of the ring.

King: Again Tobey goes back outside.

JR: Because he's a coward.

King: No JR, this is smart thinking on the part of Tobey. He has to go regroup and rest.

Tobey walks over to the Spanish announcers table.

Howitzer comes to the outside.

Tobey is looking for something in the under the Spanish Announcers table.

King: What is Tobey looking for over there?

JR: What are the announcers over there King?

King: How the heck should I know I don't speak Mexican I only eat it.

Tobey grabs a hold of something and as Howitzer grabs Tobey, Tobey smashes The Directors Chair over his head.

King: It's THE DIRECTORS CHAIR, THE DIRECTORS CHAIR.

JR: It's been a while since we seen that chair used.

King: And it has been used at just the right time.

Howitzer falls on top of the Spanish Announcers table.

Tobey stands on top of the Spanish Announcers table. He picks up Howitzer and is about to pile drive him through the table.

Witherspoon climbs to the top of the turnbuckle.

Tobey has Howitzer in the hold for the pile driver as Witherspoon jumps and all three go crashing through the table.

King: OH MY GOD... OH MY GOD...

JR: They have all three got to be hurt.

King: I don't see anyone moving JR. I think they might be dead.

The ref starts counting...

ONE.......TWO.......THREE....

Witherspoon rolls out of the way and Tobey slowly moves towards the ring as well.

FOUR....FIVE.....SIX.....

Tobey has crawled over to the ring side steps.

Howitzer is now moving

Witherspoon is at the edge of the ring apron.

SEVEN.....EIGHT....

Tobey climbs to the top of the steps and pulls himself into the ring.

NINE....

Tobey pulls himself into the ring as does Witherspoon. The count stops.

Witherspoon makes his way over to Tobey.

Tobey stands up and falls into Witherspoon.

Both men fall down.

The ref starts to count again as Tobey and Witherspoon are both down in the ring.

ONE...TWO.....THREE......FOUR.....

Howitzer makes his way over to the edge of the ring.

FIVE......SIX.....SEVEN....


Witherspoon starts to pull him self up using the ropes.
Tobey is trying to stand up also.
Howitzer now slides into the ring.

EIGHT....NINE.....

Witherspoon is standing up now.
Tobey is standing but staggering.
Howitzer is in the ring.


King: Two close calls to seeing this thing end with a count out JR.

JR: These three men aren't going to let that happen. They want the the title.

King: Yeah but if there is a countout Witherspoon retains.

JR: Howitzer and Tobey won't let that happen without a fight.



JR: Howitzer and Tobey are working together to take down Witherspoon!
Tobey and Howitzer hit a double piledriver on WItherspoon
Tobey hits a neck breaker on WItherspoon
Howitzer hits a fullnelson suplex on WItherspoon
Tobey hits a Missle Drop kick
Tobey goes for a small package
1..2..kick out
Howitzer and Tobey hit a double clothesline
Howitzer hits a power slam on Witherspoon
Howitzer hits a cobra clutch bomb
Tobey hits a flying head but
Tobey and Howitzer whip Witherspoon into a turn buckle
Tobey hits a Stinger SPlash on Witherspoon
Tobey follows up with a Missle Drop kick
Howitzer whips Witherspoon into the ropes
Howitzer catches Witherspoon with an atomic drop
Howitzer locks in a Boston crab
Witherspoon fights to break free
Howitzer tightens the hold
THe ref checks on WItherspoon
The ref asks WItherspoon if he wants to quit
Witherspoon shakes his head
Witherspoon fights to the ropes after 15 seconds
Tobey hits WItherspoon with Rolling THunder
Howitzer German Suplexes Witherspoon from the ring
Witherspoon's face hits the ring steps and gets busted open
Howitzer climbs to the top rope and beats on his chest
The crowd cheers loudly
Tobey hits a Double arm DDT to Howitzer
TObey hits a swinging neck breaker
DIRECTOR'S CHOICE! Tobey has Howitzer locked in the director's choice!
Howitzer is fighting to break free!
The ref is checking on Tobey
Tobey tightens the hold and laughs
THe crowd is booing loudly

(Witherspoon climbs up to the top rope and raises his fist. He jumps from the turnbuckle and drops a leg on TObey and Howitzer, breaking the hold)

King: Whoo! Go Spoonie!

JR: Spoon came from no where to break the hold!

(Tobey screams at Witherspoon and throws a fist. Witherspoon catches the fist and pulls Tobhey to the ground, locking TObey in the Director's choice!)

JR: Director's choice! Witherspoon has Tobety locked in his own move!

King: Look at Tobey writhe around on the ground! Haa!

JR: Can Witherspoon be any more Disrespectful?
Witherspoon drops the hold on Tobey
Witherspoon headbuts Tobey
Witherspoon hits a Haymaker to the gut of Tobey
Witherspoon plants Tobey's skull into the mat with a crucifix!
Witherspoon goes for the cover
One... Two... THr... kick out!

JR: Howitzer is on a roll!
Howitzer German Suplexes Tobey from the ring
Howitzer Powerslams Witherspoon
Howitzer German suplexes Witherspoon
Howitzer hits a cobra clutch bomb on Witherspoon
Howitzer hits a front pile driver on Witherspoon
Howitzer gets on the top rope and beats on his chest
Howitzer hits Witherspoon with a running elbow smash

(Howitzer climbs to the top rope and signals for the BFG)

JR: Howitzer could end it right here!

King: No! Get up Spoonie!

(Howitzer leaps into the air, ready to hit the BFG when Witherspoon rolls out of the way.)

King: HA!

JR: Witherspoon moved! Witherspoon just rolled out of the way! Howitzer just slammed into the mat!
Witherspoon is up!
Witherspoon is laying boots into Howitzer

(Witherspoon presses Howitzer into the air. He walks to the rope and tosses Howitzer into the air.)

King: YEAH!

JR: Look out king!

(JR and King step back to the guard rail as Howitzer's body slams into the announcer's table. Witherspoon slides from the ring. He slams his arm into Howitzer's head and nocks him from the table.)

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

JR: Witherspoon grabs Tobey up and whips him into the guard rail
Witherspoon grabs up Tobey and slams his head into the ring steps.

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

King: Tobey's been busted open!

JR: Witherspoon rolls Tobey back into the ring
Witherspoon suplexes Tobey
Witherspoon plants Tobey's skull into the ring with a crucifix
Witherspoon picks Tobey up
BINNED! WItherspoon has Tobey locked in Binned!
Tobey is screaming in pain
The ref is checking on Tobey
THe ref asks Tobey if he wants to quit

(Howitzer staggers into the ring and leans against the ropes.)

JR: Witherspoon drops the hold on Tobey
Witherspoon hits a haymaker to Howitzer's gut
Witherspoon slams Howitzer into the mat with a Crucifix
Witherspoon clotheslines Tobey
BINNED! Witherspoon has Tobey back in Binned!
Tobey is fighting to break free
Witherspoon tightens the hold

Howitzer makes the save!

King: Howitzer and Witherspoon have really worked Tobey Miliken over tonight JR.

JR: That was to be expected though wasn't King?

King: Expected, but it doesn't make it right. I mean what happens when they beat Tobey till he's out to the world? Then these two are going to be left alone to fight.

Witherspoon whips Tobey into the turnbuckle and Tobey hits the turnbuckle and flips over and onto the floor outside the ring.
Misty Rivers runs over to Tobey and is trying to help him up.

Witherspoon is trying to leave the ring when Howitzer grabs Witherspoon and nails him with a right hand.
Witherspoon goes down to one knee.
Howitzer grabs Witherspoon by the head and throws him over into the middle of the ring.
Witherspoon tries to get up but Howitzer stops him with a kick to the face.
Witherspoon is down and Howitzer picks him up and gives him a release German Suplex.
Howitzer goes for the cover.
One..Two...shoulder up.

Howitzer picks up Witherspoon and hits him with a right hand again.
Witherspoon crawls over to the corner.
Howitzer puts a boot in Witherspoons throat and starts to choke him.
Ref breaks the choke.

Misty Rivers screams at the ref and the ref has his attention diverted.

Tobey crawls under the ring and is looking for something.

Misty starts to jumps up on the ring apron with her blouse open. The ref starts looking at Misty's chest.

King: Look at that the ref is being distracted by PUPPIES!

JR: What is she doing? What is Tobey doing?

(Tobey crawls back out on the other side of the ring with Witherspoons Post Maul.)

King: He has Spoon's hammer.

Howitzer smiles as he holds Witherspoon for Tobey to hit.

JR: Are these two back together or what?

King: I doubt it JR, I think they are just on the same page. Eliminate one and then beat the heck out of each other. It's easier to beat one man than two JR.

Howitzer is holding Witherspoon.
Tobey runs and nails Howitzer with the post maul.

King: WHAT THE!!!

JR: Tobey just nailed his former tag team partner with Witherspoon's post maul.

Tobey throws the post maul to the outside of the ring.

Witherspoon is laying on his side by the ropes.

Tobey walks over and falls on top of Howitzer.

Misty jumps down and the ref runs over for the cover.

Witherspoon tries to get up and get over to break the cover, but Misty has his foot.

One...

Witherspoon kicks Misty into the guardrail!

Two...

Witherspoon makes the save!

(Howitzer slams the heads of Tobey and Witherspoon into each other. As the
two men try and shake the cobwebs loose, Howitzer grabs Tobey and hits a
German suplex. He then spins around and nails Witherspoon with a Cobra
Clutch Bomb.)

J.R.: Now THAT'S a one-two combination, ladies and gentlemen! Tobey
Miliken is down! The defending TV champion Witherspoon is down! And
Howitzer is leaning against the turnbuckle! Why isn't he going for a pin?

King: I'll tell you why J.R.! He's ready to put this one away, and he's
just waiting to see who's gonna get up first!

J.R.: I think you're correct, King! The big Bengal tiger of the BMWF,
Howitzer, is waiting to go in for the kill!

(Howitzer turns to the crowd and beats his chest. The crowed erupts.)

CROWD: KICK HIS @$$!!! KICK HIS @$$!!! KICK HIS @$$!!!

(Howitzer gets into a three-point stance and looks at both his opponents,
waiting to see who will get up first. It's Witherspoon. The champion gets
unsteadily to his feet. Just as he gets up, Howitzer races across the ring
and connects with a running elbow smash.)

J.R.: The running elbow smash! He got it! It's the beginning of the end
of this one here folks!

(With Tobey still not moving, Howitzer drags Witherspoon over to the
turnbuckle and climbs to the middle one. He hoists 'Spoon over his head in
a gorilla press and then slams him to the mat.)

J.R.: BFG!! BFG!! BFG ON THE CHAMP!! HOWITZER GOES FOR THE PIN!

Ref: One...two...three!

*DING DING!*

J.R.: HOWITZER'S THE NEW TV CHAMP! NEW TV CHAMP! WHAT A MATCH!!!

("Flying High Again" blasts over the PA as the ref hands Howitzer the
Television title. Howitzer straps it around his waist and holds his right
hand high in victory. With flashbulbs popping all over the arena, Howitzer
walks over to Tobey and puts his big boot on Miliken's chest and poses for
the crowd.)

King: Howitzer's really rubbing it in Tobey's face now!

(Howitzer poses like that for several seconds, then climbs out of the ring
and goes to the barrier, celebrating with the fans, who are patting him on
the back and high-fiving him like a conquering hero.)

J.R.: Howitzer just put the BMWF on notice with this victory, King! It's
his first title, and you can bet it won't be his last!

>>>

JR: Michael Bole is backstage trying to get an interview with Tyrone Smith. Michael, take it away!

(The scene cuts to in front of The Brothers of Apocalypse's locker room. Michael Bole is standing at the door.)

Bole: Thanks JR. Tyrone is supposed to be coming out soon to talk to me about tonight's main even... TYRONE!!!

(Tyrone storms out of the locker room. Bole tries to approach him.)

Bole: Tyrone, tonight you...

Tyrone: ...no comment...

(Tyrone tries to walk past Bole and the cameraman, but the both of them get in his way)

Bole: But, Tyrone...

Tyrone: I SAID NO (beep)IN' COMMENT!!!!!

>>>

(The arena lights dim and the Bruisertron lights up. ‘Earlier on this week…’ appears.  The camera is focused on a sign stating that the shop in front is ‘Big Dave’s Hardware Outlet’.  The camera proceeds to enter and approaches the checkouts where a lone customer is buying his goods)

Checkout Attendant: (BEEP) One stapler, (BEEP) Staples, (BEEP) One Blowtorch, (BEEP) Barbed wire, (BEEP) Tarpaulin

(The sole customer turns revealing no other than Ezekiel)

Ezekiel: Just stocking up on a few things Harry.  You think you are hardcore?  Fallout you will come to know the truth.

Checkout Attendant: (BEEP) Spade

(FADE)

>>>

LILLY: This contest is an elimination four corners match.

Introducing first...
Hailing from Tucson, AZ...
Weighing in at 263 pounds...

The BMWF All-American Champion...
Tamer

LILLY: His opponent...
Hailing from Phoenix, Arizona...
Weighing in at 249 pounds...

William Black

(The lights go out with blacklights taking their place, illuminating the arena with an uber UV glow. Then the PA opens up with the somewhat creepy, but mostly just recognizable bassline from Tool's Swampson.)

PA: My warning... Meant nothing... You're dancing... In Quicksand...

(After the opening lyrics, William Black appears on the entrance ramp, with Spirit who walks out right beside him, and then stops right in front of him. Just like the week before, she licks a finger then traces it down the front of her body in a slow, sexy fashion, bending all the way over and posing. Immediately afterwards, the pyrotechnics go off, sending purple and blue flames straight up into the air. The duo then quickly rush the ring, sliding in under the bottom ropes. Black climbs up the turnbuckles in all four corners motioning with his hands around his waist that the belt is his.)

Ring Announcer: Introducing First...From Phoenix Arizona, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-two pounds and being accompanied to the ring by Spirit.... WILLIAM BLACK!

(The crowd boos loudly)

(Just as Tamer starts making his way down the ramp, William Black slides outside of the ring and charges up the ramp to meet him on the way down. While Black is charging, Tamer readies the All American title.)

JR: William Black isn't even waiting for the match to start!
King: These two hate each other JR... If you hated Tamer as much as William Black does, you wouldn't wait either!

(Black ducks the attempt to clock him with the All American Title, and as Tamer turns around, Black unloads with a series of left hand punches. After gaining the upper hand, Black runs Tamer down the entry ramp and slams him face first into the steel steps.)

**BLUNGK** **BLUNGK** **BLUNGK**

(After successfully driving Tamer face first into the steel steps, Black chucks Tamer inside the ring, and then rolls in right after him, hooking the leg with his feet on the ropes.)

JR: Quick Count! One! Two! -- Hey, That's cheating... Good... The referee seen it and stopped the count.
King: Bah! Stupid referee! If he hadn't stopped the count, Tamer would be gone from this match already!

LILLY: Their opponent...
Fighting out of Miami, FL...
Weighing in at 230 pounds...

The BMWF Light Heavyweight Champion...
The Judge

LILLY: Their opponent...
Fighting out of Atlanta, GA...
Weighing in at 215 pounds...

Kolic

(The Bruisertron shows two clocks that, after a few seconds, reach noon. The
clocks spin in a circle, fast enough to meld into a continuous white circle.
The letter fades out, revealing KOLIC in white letters as "Time and Time
Again" by Chronic Future plays.)

PA: Inspiring, shining, heh, rising,
And when you're in my way I'm not dividing
Me from you cause we're working together...

(Kolic and Kate come out onto the stage to universal applause. They wave to
the fans, then Kolic runs down the ramp, high-fiving the right side of the
stands before jumping onto the ring apron and somersaulting over the top
rope. Kate follows him on the left side and stands outside the ring. He
bounces off the ring ropes and waits for his opponent.)

*DING DING* 

JR: There's the bell!
The Judge runs into the ropes.
The Judge smacks Tamer with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge smacks Tamer with a devastating clothesline .
The Judge throws Tamer out of the ring.
The Judge goes through the ropes.
The Judge throws Tamer into the guardrail.
The Judge reenters the ring.
Tamer rolls back in under the bottom rope.
The Judge punches Tamer.
The chants for The Judge are deafening.
The Judge hits Tamer.
The chants for The Judge are deafening.
Tamer chops The Judge.
Tamer chops The Judge.
The crowd is behind Tamer all the way.
The Judge hits William Black with an elbow.
The Judge goes for a splash, but William Black gets his knees up.
William Black whips The Judge into the ropes.
The Judge almost takes William Black's head off with a clothesline
The Judge hits a big boot to the face on William Black.
The Judge goes for a piledriver, but William Black blocks it.
William Black chops The Judge.
William Black hits The Judge.
The crowd is going crazy.
William Black uses a bodyslam on The Judge.
William Black takes The Judge down with a low blow.

JR: Black with an Irish Whip on Kolic. Kolic off the ropes. William Black with a hard left hand to the midsection. Kolic's going to be feeling that one tomorrow. William Black with the advantage. Off the ropes... Swinging Neckbreaker. Cover gets two. Tell me King, which man in the ring do you think has the best advantage?

King: I think it doesn't matter. Right now I'm more interested in the puppies! Look at them all!

JR: William Black hits a spinebuster slam on The Judge.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, kickout.
William Black complains about a slow count.
The Judge executes an inside cradle on William Black.
Charles Robertson counts: One, two, shoulder up.

JR: Tamer takes down Black with a vicious clothesline!

King: Black might be eliminated here!

JR: Kolic rushes the ring and takes Tamer down with a savate kick, sending Tamer out of the ring. The Judge rushes Kolic, rolling Kolic up with a schoolboy pin!

King: The Judge has Kolic! 1...2...NO!

JR: Tamer gets back to his feet and knocks The Judge out of the ring. Tamer follows out and attempts to smash The Judge's head on the ring barrier but The Judge blocks it and crashes Tamer down instead!

King: The ref is counting...these two men can be eliminated on a count out or DQ!

JR: The Judge is reaching under the table...he has taken out a table!

King: But Kolic has a kendo stick!

JR: Kolic goes to whack The Judge but Judge ducks and hits a kick to Kolic's chin!

(The Judge sets up the table and places Kolic on it. He then goes back into the ring, re-starting the count, and climbs to the ring turnbuckle.)

King: Don't tell me he's going to do that!

(The Judge leaps off the turnbuckle and hits a modified version of the Gavel Smash on Kolic, sending him through the table!)

JR: OH MY!!!

King: But he better get back in the ring...the ref is at 6!

Ref: 7...8...

(The Judge re-enters the ring, leaving Kolic lying on the outside with the shattered table around him. The ref continues the count.)

William Black whips The Judge into the ropes.
The Judge hits William Black with a kick.
The Judge uses a scissor kick on William Black.
The Judge has the crowd going wild.
The Judge is going for the pin.
There is no referee to count.
The Judge gets back up.
The Judge goes for a powerbomb, but William Black blocks it.

JR: Kolic -- going for the Binary Blast. Irish Whip sends William Black into the ropes! Binar--Wait... William Black caught Kolic's Savate Kick.

(William Black spins Kolic's foot around, hooks him up, and then goes for a Back Suplex -- but Kolic counters it by flipping out. Black turns around quickly though, and swings with a hard left hand. Again Kolic counters by ducking under the heavy punch. Once Again Kolic attacks with a Savate Kick, and yet again William Black counters it by catching the kick.)

JR: Reversal after Reversal! This is hard to keep up with King! Kolic with the Binary -- No! Once Again William Black counters! Black with the reversal! Kolic's in trouble! Empty Chamber! Empty Chamber! Empty Chamber '03!

(Black once again swings Kolic's foot off to the side, spinning him around. With the new opening, he hooks Kolic up for the Empty Chamber, quickly hitting his finisher and hooking the leg for the cover.)

JR: The referee is in position! One! Two! Foot on the ropes!

(With Kolic and Tamer otherwise occupied, William Black and the Judge turn their attention towards each other. The two circle slowly, with Black even going low and sliding across the mat, but the Judge moves out of the way. Black quickly gets back up to his feet.)

JR: These two men have never locked it up in the ring before, King. What do you think they're gonna do? How do you combat somebody you don't know?

(Just as JR finishes his comment, the Judge rushes in, and is met with a stiff Superkick. The smack from the kick echos around ringside. The Judge hits the mat with a hard thud while William Black recovers, then drops down to his knees going for a lazy lateral press.)

KING: Just like that JR! If you watch William Black long enough, you'll learn something!
JR: Whatever, King. Lazy cover from William Black. One, Two, Kickout.

(William Black gets up to his feet, trying to shake the cobwebs out of his hair. The Judge is ascending the corner, but Black seems to see him, and hits the ropes, causing Judge to go wishbone across the top turnbuckle, a small echo of wincing 'ooohs' come from the crowd.)

KING: Gah! The Grapefruits!
JR: The Judge is in trouble!

(William Black climbs up the turnbuckles and hooks Judge up, then climbs to the very top turnbuckle.)

JR: No... SUPERPLEX! SUPERPLEX on Judge! Did you see that King? Judge just got snapped in half! Both men are down. William Black is the first man to his feet. Judge is up next.

(The Judge gets up with a bit of a haze on his face, holding his lower back. He turns around and walks right into William Black's waiting Empty Chamber.)

King: Gah! Look out!
JR: Empty Chamber! Empty Chamber! Empty Chamber '03! Judge is down! Moody is on the Apron!

(Spirit pulls Moody off of the apron and then clocks her with a hard right hand.)

JR: Spirit just yanked Moody off the ring Apron. Black hooks the leg. The referee is in position! One! Two! Three!


Tamer Spot #2 -- Early in the match

JR: Tamer and Black are exchanging punches in the middle of the ring! Kolic with a dropkick on William Black! Judge with a Dropkick on Tamer!

(William Black and Tamer seem to work in picture perfect collaboration, both men getting up and swatting their respective attackers out of the air. Black drags Kolic to his feet and runs him face first over to the turnbuckles, Tamer does likewise with the Judge. Then, Tamer and Black hit simultanious Back Suplexes on the other two men. Kolic and the Judge both roll outside of the ring, their exit causing a loud cheer from the crowd.)

JR: What Action! Listen to this capacity crowd!
KING: Gah! Look! Tamer and Black are back to back in the middle of the ring!

(Black and Tamer bump into each other, and then they both sharply turn around. The two are standing nose to nose like bulls ready to butt heads... just as expected, the crowd erupts into a series of cheers as soon as the two warriors start trading punches.)

JR: A thumb to the eyes! William Black is so cheap!

(After using a thumb to the eyes, William Black takes advantage, scoring with a Russian Legsweep. Cover gets two.)

JR: The Judge is going for a cover on Tamer! One! Two! -- What the?

(William Black pulls Judge off of Tamer. Immediately the Judge jumps to his feet, a look of both surprise and aggrivation on his face. He shoves Black, who immediately retaliates with a shove of his own. Irate, the Judge charges, only to be thrown over the top rope and sent tumbling to the outside of the ring.)

JR: What was the meaning of that?
KING: Don't you get it? Only Mr. Black can eliminate Tamer.
JR: That doesn't make much sense to me!
KING: It wouldn't!

(William Black kicks Tamer across the back of the head twice while he's on the mat, then drags him to his feet.)

JR: Black with the advantage. Irish Whip sends Tamer into the corner. Nice follow up clothesline. Black with a series of hard left hands and it looks like Tamer may be out on his feet. Back Chop followed by a hard boot to the gut and Tamer is in trouble.

(Black Irish Whips Tamer out of the corner right into a Drop Toehold. Tamer's face bounces off of the mat with a sickening thud. After carefully sizing Tamer up, William Black connects with a well placed Fist Drop to the temple, following it with two more.)

JR: That looks painful!
KING: It probably is!

(Black drags Tamer to his feet then hits a standard Verticle Suplex, floating over and hooking the leg.)

JR: William Black with a Suplex. Pinfall attempt gets two.

Kolic nails The Judge with a spin kick.
Kolic whips The Judge into the ropes.
Kolic hits The Judge with spinning headscissors.
JR: Kolic gets to his feet.
Kolic spins Judge around and hits a dropkick.
Tamer attempts a clothesline, but Kolic ducks and hits a dropkick.
Black runs at Kolic, and Kolic throws him over the top rope.
Tamer hits Kolic in the back of the head.

JR: Tamer and Judge grab Kolic, could be a double suplex! They lift
Kolic...woah! Kolic counters with a devastating double DDT! Kolic looks
fired up!

King: Black's still down!

JR: Kolic spots Black...handstands on the top rope...and hits the Slide
Rule! Both men are out on the floor! Kolic manages to crawl into the ring,
where Tamer and Judge are just getting to their feet!
(William Black lands on the mat but quickly rolls outside of the ring, a look of utter annoyance on his face. The Judge comes up out of nowhere though and clobbers Kolic from behind. Kolic turns around just as the Judge is about to clock him with another Right Hand, Kolic ducks and then runs into the ropes. Just as Kolic hits the ropes, Black grabs his feet and trips him up, then drags him outside of the ring, connecting with a DDT on the concrete floor.)
JR: Tamer has Kolic set up for the Whip...and hits it! He goes for the pin!

Ref: 1, 2, thr...foot on the ropes!

JR: How did Kolic manage that? He was a half count from being eliminated,
but manages to save himself!

King: Tamer doesn't like that! He's taking it out on the ref!

JR: Wait! Kolic just rolled Tamer up! Tamer may be eliminated!

Ref: 1, 2, 3!

JR: No way! Kolic, just milliseconds away from elimination, turns the tables
on Tamer!

JR: Wow, we're down to three men left! I wonder what kind of action we're still in store for!
KING: I hope it's not boring!

(William Black is relentless on his assault on Judge After the elimination, he immediately refocuses on Judge, flooring him with a hard left hand. While Judge gets back up to his feet, Judge steps back and cocks his left hand like it's a gun. As soon as Judge gets to his feet, Black punches him right between the eyes. Immediately, Judge's eyes roll up into the back of his head. Judge staggers forward a step, then backwards a step, and then finally his knees buckle and he collapses right there in the middle of the ring.)

JR: Wow! What a punch! Talk about Power of the Punch! Black hooks the leg! One! Two! Thr--No, Kickout.

(Black drags Judge to his feet, kicks him in the gut, and then scores with a DDT. Again the cover only gets two. Irritated by his inability to successfully pin Judge, Black complains to the referee about a slow count. Finally, William Black gives up with that, and stands, sizing Judge up...)

JR: What's he waiting for? What's William Black gonna do next?
KING: I think we're about to find out!

(Just as Judge gets to his feet, Black hooks him up for an Empty Chamber.)

JR: Empty Cha--No! Reversal! Judge with an elbow to the side of the head! Another! Black breaks the hold! Judge with a group of forearms! Black is reeling! Judge with momentum! Off the ropes! EMPTY CHAMBER! Wow! That shook the entire ring!
KING: Gah! Judge just walked right into that EMPTY CHAMBER!

(Instead of going for the cover, William Black looks around the ring, and then starts climbing a turnbuckle. Once he gets to the top... he raises both hands in the air and then leaps.)

JR: It's... It's the Flying Elbow Drop!
KING: Oooooh Yeah! We haven't seen that move since... since... since the last time we saw somebody do that move!
JR: The Referee slides into position! One! Two! Thr--No! Absolute last possible second kickout by Judge!

JR: Black may have Kolic eliminated, looks like he's setting up for the
Silencer! He grapples with Kolic...but Kolic blocks! Kolic counters with a
Russian legsweep! Kolic signals for the Binary Blast!

King: Wait, here comes Judge!

JR: Judge rushes at Kolic, but Kolic counters with a drop toehold! Black
gets to his feet...Kolic Irish Whips him into the ropes...there it is!
Binary Blast! Kolic goes for the pin!

Ref: 1, 2, 3!

JR: Just like that, Black is eliminated!

JR: Judge is going to the turnbuckle, this could be the Gavel Smash!

King: He's going to finish Kolic off! Finally!

JR: Judge jumps...but Kolic karate kicks Judge in the head! Looks like it
took a lot out of him to counter. Both men are out and are slow to their
feet. Judge is first to stand, he rushes at Kolic, but Kolic counters with a
drop toehold! Kolic's signaling for the 619!

King: Not again! Not again! Not again! *errt* Not again!

JR: King, what's going on?

King: My automatic response machine jammed! *Smash*

JR: Very funny...there it is! 619! Kolic climbs back in the ring and signals
for the Binary Blast! He grabs Judge...Irish Whip into the ropes...and hits
it! Kolic goes for the pin!

One, two, SHOULDER UP!

Judge hits Kolic with the Gavel.

*DING DING*

JR: Judge has been disqualified!

KING: And the title changes hands on DQs!

LILLY: The winner ...and NEW All-American Champion... Kolic!

JR: We'll be right back!

>>>

(The camera fades in to show Hardcore Harry pacing back in fourth in the
middle of the hallway. Harry has his head facing down with all of his long
hair hiding it from view of the camera. After a few seconds Michael Bole
comes walking in from the background, Harry continues to pace back and
fourth as though not to see him. Michael nudges Harry on the shoulder but he
doesn't pay him any mind)

Bole: Well, hello folks I am Michael Bole and I am standing here with a man
on a clear mission, Hardcore Harry. Tonight Harry will be taking on the
current BMWF Intercontinental Champion in a..

(Harry comes to a stop standing directly in front of Bole blocking his small
frame from being seen by the camera)

Bole: Uh.

(Harry grabs the mic and pulls it out of Bole's grasp holding it to his lips
pausing, Harry's breath is heard in the mic but that is it. After a few
seconds he speaks)

Harry: The current Intercontinental Champion..

(Harry pauses again, dropping his head a little more causing his chin to
touch his chest)

Harry: This whole, thing, started when I decided to listen to a little
caring thought in the back of my mind saying "Lets try to give a little push
for the smaller guys, you always wanted one. Even though you got no pushes,
you got nothing but the respect and reputation you earned. Just be a nice
guy for a change".

(Harry flips his head up flinging his hair out of his face so it is clearly
visible)

Harry: And what do I get for trying to give someone a little help by taking
them on at a pay per view? I get the shaft!!!

(Harry's voice has now risen and the intensity is starting to come out)

Harry: Ezekiel, you were a nothing, you were a little rookie jobber just as
most of these fools in the BMWF right now and what happens? A once in a life
time fluke happens, you get the victory over me!!! Ezekiel tonight I am
walking out to that ring and I am going to prove to you and every one of
them so called fans that it was nothing more than a fluke!

(Harry slowly turns his head looking into the camera for the first time, it
appears his eyes have become watered with the rage he is trying to hold in)

Harry: Ezekiel where would you be if wasn't for me? Honestly, think about
this for a minute, where would you be if I wouldn't have agreed to take the
match at Summer Slammed? You would be facing people like that Tobey or
someone like Rod Killings. but oh no I had to go and try and do some good
for a change. Well tonight Zek, I promise you on my life I will do nothing
good in that ring! I will take you to hell and back as you scream for mercy
and in apology for taking MY TITLE!!!

(Bole tries to grab the mic back but Harry pulls it away)

Harry: Zek, there is no turning back now, you chose three deadly matches in
which I wouldn't even step into the ring with myself in! You have the balls
but apparently you don't have the brains, but don't worry, by the end of
tonight I will not hold it against you. I mean your young in this business,
after a good beating you will learn and hopefully never make this mistake
again.

(Harry grins then tilts his head down a bit looking directly into the
camera)

Harry: I hope your ready for the absolute beating of your life because I
promise it will be nothing short than that!

Fade..