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Tuesday Night Blitz (16th April, 2002)

Scene fades in. Several clips of a variety of E.W.A. wrestlers come into view. Down With The Sickness by Disturbed begins to play, and in each clip the two wrestlers that are visible at a time pace back and forth in front of each other before their matches. As the music reaches it's climax one of the visible wrestlers charges forward and tackles his opponent. The music kicks to high gear and the video montage of EWA wrestlers taking bumps, spearing each other, etc. plays in time with the beat. The music reaches another climatic hit, at which point the word Blitz, which appears to be made of stone falls from the top of the screen, followed by Night and then Tuesday, all falling on top of each other. Bill Altieri's voiceover begins.                                                          

B.A. 22,000 THOUSAND STRONG AS WE COME TO YOU LIVE FROM THE BATEMAN CENTER ARENA!!! HI EVERYBODY AND WELCOME TO TUESDAY NIGHT BLITZ!!! MAN, WHAT A SHOW WE GOT COMING FOR YOU TONIGHT AS WE FIND OUT WHO WILL GO ON TO FACE "TRUCK" MALOY AT THE PAY-PER-VIEW FOR THE EWA WORLD TITLE!!!
Mr.D: That's right Bill!! Tonight that greatest EWA Superstar in history, Steven Rage, takes on that freak who thinks he's everybody else but himself.
B.A.: I assume your referring to "Everybody's Victim" Jarod Crow.
Mr.D: That's exactly who I mean. I had a chance to talk to Rage last week and he is definitely pumped up for this bout.
B.A.: That match coming later on tonight but first we have a "Loser leaves the EWA" match ready to get underway.
( The camera turns from Bill and Mr.D focusing on the Psychotron and the stage. "Set it off" by Juvenile starts playing as the lights dim in the arena. Visions of Fidel Castro and news footage taken during the Cuban Missile Crisis run across the Psychotron. The Cuban emerges from the backstage area and walks down to the ring. The crowd signals their disapproval with resounding boos that echo through the Bateman Center.)
B.A.: Folks the Cuban is a well known wrestler from Havana, Cuba. He's wrestled all around the world but tonight is his first and maybe his last match in the EWA.
Mr.D: Yeah!!! El Spastico has a chance to put another superstar out......hell before he even has a chance to become a superstar.
( Cuban's music is quickly interrupted by the Bee Gee's as El Spastico's entrance music blares into the air. El Spastico struts out onto the stage listening to mostly boos from the crowd, but a few of respectful cheers drowned out the boos as Spastico charges the ring. Spastico slides under the rope and continues his charge toward Cuban. Referee Jack Cole signals for the bell as Spastico ducks under a clothesline attempted by Cuban.)
B.A: And this match is off to a quick start as the EWA's Hardcore Luchadore takes to the high paced offense.
( Spastico bounds off the ropes back at Cuban who leap frogs into the air hurdling Spastico. Spastico bounds again this time Cuban takes a front leaning rest position on the mat and Spastico is forced to jump over him. Spastico hits the ropes for a third time and bounces back this time Cuban stands his ground lifting a leg into the air and landing a nasty Superkick to Spastico's face. Spastico's head stops motion as his body flies out from under him, sending his head bouncing off the canvas. Cuban quickly goes for the cover.)
B.A.: HE HOOKS THE LEG....
Referee Cole: 1....2...(kick out)
B.A.: OH!! A near fall!!!
( Spastico shakes the cobwebs from his head and makes it to his feet at the same time as The Cuban. Spastico grabs a wrist and sends Cuban across the ring into the ropes. Cuban rebounds and Spastico takes him town with arm drag. Cuban jumps to his feet charging back Spastico flings an arm in the appropriate position going for a hip toss but Cuban counters and reverses with a hip toss of his own. Spastico plants his feet blocking the hips toss and punches Cuban in the stomach doubling over. Spastico places his leg on the back of Cuban's head for leverage and leaps into the air backflipping out of the hip toss position. Spastico quickly spins around and lands a Spinning Heel Kick to Cuban's mouth.)
Mr.D: OOOH!!!! (in a wincing voice). That had to hurt!!!
B.A.: I don't doubt that. Spastico, as some might say, is truly quicker than a hiccup which is totally out of the ordinary for a man of his size.
Mr.D: Well he's one of them Mexican Luchadore Breeds. It don't matter how big they are, they are all taught how to wrestle one way. Luchadore style.
( Spastico grabs Cuban by the head lifting him up to his feet. Spastico lands some stunning punches to the face backing Cuban into the ropes. Spastico goes for the Irish whip again but Cuban reverses and sends Spastico on the go. Spastico flings off the opposite side ropes and leaps into the air. Spastico spreads eagle in the air and lands crossways on Cuban.)
B.A.: A NICE CROSSBODY BLOCK..A COVER!!!!!
Referee Cole: 1...2...( kick out)
Mr.D: I thought for sure Cuban was gone forever on that one.
B.A.: It was a close two but Cuban manages to get a shoulder out of there.
( Spastico quickly gets to his feet as Cuban hesitates for a moment on the mat. Spastico mounts a second turnbuckle, perched like a panther on a tree branch, waiting for his prey. Cuban slowly gets to a knee then his feet. Spastico bounds off the turnbuckle somersaulting in the air catching Cuban with a free arm and performing a flipping second rope neckbreaker, a.k.a. A Buff's Blockbuster.)
B.A.: OH WHAT A NICE MANEUVER THERE!!!! Spastico stealing one from the pages of the old WCW.
Mr.D: Yeah, that's one of the hardest moves to hit, too. If your out of position at all or take your eyes off your target to soon, you'll be the getting your neck broken.
B.A.: That's for damn sure!!!
( Spastico opts not to go for the cover, instead choosing for more offense. Spastico lands some stomps to the stomach of Cuban while he lies on the mat. Cuban convulses in pain from the kicks but manages to get to his feet with the aid of the nearby ropes Spastico sends Cuban across the ring. Cuban gathers momentum off the opposite ropes. Spastico leap frogs over Cuban but Cuban thinking quickly stops just after the hurdle and jumps into the air and Dropkicks Spastico across the knee. Spastico squirms around on the mat grabbing his patella.)
B.A.: Cuban trying to keep his job here pulls one from out of nowhere and hammers Spastico on that knee.
Mr.D: That's a sure way to take the offense away from a high flyer if he can't get to his feet he ain't gonna be doing many high risk maneuvers
( Cuban kicks at the sweetened knee of Spastico a few times then grabs the leg by the foot bringing down huge elbows across the knee area. Spastico's screams pierce through the arena air. Cuban not letting go of the ankle grabs the other leg and puts Spastico into a submission situation locking in his trademark maneuver The Cuban Tobacco Leaf.)
B.A: THIS COULD BE IT HERE!!! SPASTICO REACHING FOR DEAR LIFE AT THAT NEAR ROPE!!!!
Mr.D: COMON' SPAZ!!! HANG ON!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!
B.A.: Your not sounding very objective in this match!
Mr.D: Hey, what can I say? I like the guy!!!
( Cuban sits back really wrenching in the submission hold, clinching his teeth. Spastico pushes up from the mat, putting hand over hand crawling inch by inch until he finally reaches the nearest bottom rope. Referee Jack Cole steps in and gives the break count. Cuban shakes his head at the referee refusing to release the hold. Spastico in severe pain places both hands on the rope shaking it. Cole begins another count commanding Cuban to release who finally does in frustration. Cuban try's to bully Cole into a corner but Cole isn't having any of it and stands his ground with a finger firmly in the face of Cuban. Spastico roles out of the ring to regain his composure and attempts to walk off the knee pain.)
B.A.: The Cuban may be spending to much time here arguing with Referee Jack Cole. Spastico's on the outside shaking off the pain and perhaps getting a breather. I don't know how smart of a move this is.
Mr.D: I agree with you on that one Bill. Spastico is a man who can come out of nowhere so you don't want to ever take your eyes off him.
( Almost as if he had heard Mr.D, Spastico quickly jumps to the apron and climbs on top of a turnbuckle that Cuban has his back to. Cuban finally finishes his argument and turns back to where his he had previously left his opponents body, only to be greeted by a high flying Spinning Wheel kick off the top rope. As Cuban's body hits the canvass Spastico leaps to his feet and runs to the far side turnbuckles going to the top once again. Spastico spins around on the turnbuckle and backflips half way across the ring landing a Moonsault on Cuban)
B.A.: MY GOD!!! MY GOD!!! SPASTICO HIT A MOONSAULT CLEAR ACROSS THE RING!!!! I'VE NEVER SEEN AIR THAT BIG!!!!
Mr.D:THAT'S IT!!! IT'S ALL OVER!!!!
( Spastico prances around the ring with arrogance as the crowd cheers slightly at the feet they just witnessed but its quickly drowned out by boos as Spastico arrogantly gives a "shove it" signal to the crowd. Spastico grabs a handful of Cuban's hair and lifts him up cradling his head under his arm. Spastico hesitates looking around at the crowd.)
B.A: THIS MAY BE THE ANCHOVY BUSTER!!!!
( Cuban, in desperation lets his body fall to the floor hooking a leg and pinning Spastico in a small package.)
B.A.: CUBAN THINKING ON HIS FEET!!!
Referee Cole: 1...2...(kick out)
( Spastico jumps to his feet and charges Cuban as he gets up. Spastico hurls into the air and lands in a seated position on Cuban's shoulder and performs a Hurricanranna putting Cuban on his back. Spastico on his feet again begins stomping his feet and pumping his arms in the air signaling for The Anchovy Buster.)
B.A.: SPASTICO CALLING FOR THE ANCHOVY BUSTER AGAIN!!!!
Mr.D: DON'T CALL FOR IT YOU SCHMUCK JUST DO IT!!!!
( Spastico puts Cuban in the familiar head and arm cradle again but this time doesn't hesitate. He lifts Cuban into the air and Jackhammer's Cuban down into the mat. Spastico reaches and hooks the leg for the pin.)
Referee Jack Cole: 1....2...3
B.A.: THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE!!! SPASTICO HAS EMERGED THE VICTOR AND CUBAN HAS LOST IN A BIG WAY!!!! HE'S GONE FROM THE EWA BY WAY OF THE ANCHOVY BUSTER!!!!
Crowd: SHAAAANAAAAHNAAAAHNAAAAH.....SHAAANAAAHNAAAHNAAAAH...HEYYYYY...HEYYY...HEYYYY..GOOOOD BYEEEE!!!!!
SHAAAANAAAAHNAAAAHNAAAAH.....SHAAANAAAHNAAAHNAAAAH...HEYYYYY...HEYYY...HEYYYY..GOOOOD BYEEEE!!!!!
SHAAAANAAAAHNAAAAHNAAAAH.....SHAAANAAAHNAAAHNAAAAH...HEYYYYY...HEYYY...HEYYYY..GOOOOD BYEEEE!!!!!
( Camera opens at the EWA's t-shirt counter as a box of shirts is recently delivered. The salesman opens the box and pulls out a red shirt with black type. The salesman reads the printing allowed. On the front it simply reads "I am the True ICON!" He flips the shirt over to the back and reads that aloud also: "RAGE Do you have it?" At that moment Steven Rage walks up to the counter in blue jeans and a tank top. He reaches over the counter and grabs the next shirt out of the box. The salesman just stares at him like a deer in headlights.)

Steven: Hmmmmmm....I like em. What about you? <no response> Well do you like them?

Salesman: Yyyyyeah sir!

Steven: Good answer! Make sure these sell before the end of the night....or else!!!

As Steven Rage is walking away he rips the sleeves off the shirt and puts it on.
(Camera cuts to commercial.)

(The arena goes completely black as "I stand alone" by Godsmack blast thru the sound system. Suddenly the lights flash back on blinking red, blue, and
purple and the word Icon is flashing on the mat in the ring and the ramp, at the same time fog is coming from the ramp way. At the climax of the song
J.C. Swinger comes out with Tina, J.C. Swinger has his trusty kendo stick in one hand and bottled water in the other hand his long black hair is slick back and dripping wet J.C. Swinger is wearing black and blue trunks with the word Icon on the back of them in big red letters he is also wearing black boot black knee pads and no shirt to show off his muscles, Tina looks extremely hot with Long blond hair and green contact lenses she is wearing a white tight mini skirt a white baby t-shirt with a pink heart on it and a pair of all white knee high leather boots, J.C. Swinger is standing on the ramp looking at the crowd as they almost boo him out of the building, he now
takes a sip of water throws the bottle into the crowd and slowly walks to the ring with Tina in toe, once ringside he slowly make his way around to
the announce table and gives BA a long cold stare that could send chill down your spine then climbs into the ring and holds the ropes for Tina. Swinger
throws his arms in the air in mock victory as the fans starts Swinger sucks chants.)
B.A.: Looks like we're ready to get our second match started here as J.C. Swinger takes his place in the ring. Swinger gonna take on the newcomer to the EWA, a youngster simply known as Dynamite.
Mr.D: Yeah and even better than all of that. Tina's down here at ringside. WOOHOOO!!!! It doesn't get anybetter than this Bill!!!
B.A.: I swear, You have a one track mind!!!
Mr.D: So what's your point?
( Dynamite's entrance music explodes into the air as silver and blue pyro techniques ignite in the air. Dynamite walks down to the ring not taking a single eye off of Swinger. He casually walks up the ringsteps and carefully enters the ring. Swinger looks at his opponent with a belittling smile. Dynamite jumps around and tugs on the ropes in usual warm up fashion as referee Bill Williams calls for the bell.)
Mr.D: ALLRIGHT FELLA'S....LET'S GET IT ON!!!!
B.A.: I thought you were watching Tina?
( The two contestants circle the ring sizing each other up and collide in a collar and elbow tie up. Swinger takes the first initiative, driving a knee into Dynamite's mid section. Dynamite fights to get some air back in his lungs as Swinger immediately goes to the brawling techniques. Swinger lands several roundhouse rights, beating his opponent into a corner. Swinger pushes Dynamite's head back exposing the chest where he lands some painful chops to the chest. )
B.A.: Swinger using those vicious chops to try and drive some wind out of Dynamite.
( Swinger lands a final chop and turns to the middle of the ring giving a sinister giggle to the crowd. Swinger turns back to his opponent and Dynamite grabs him by the head spinning around and thrusting J.C. into the corner. Dynamite returns the chops on Swinger's chest and goes to repeatedly kicking swinger in the stomach. Swinger unable to get out of the corner is pummeled to the ground and Dynamite continues the stomps on the chest of Swinger. Dynamite gets some separation from Swinger whose lying against the bottom turnbuckle and makes a run at Swinger. Dynamite jumps into the air and lands on top of Swinger giving him a ride on the Bronco Buster.)
B.A.: DYNAMITE HITS THE BRONCO BUSTER!!!!! AND HE'S GIVING SWINGER HELL HERE EARLY IN THE MATCH!!!
Mr.D: THAT HAS TO BE THE SINGLE GAYEST MOVE IN WRESTLING!!!!
B.A.: Well it may not look pretty buts it doing the job here!!!
( Dynamite dismounts and pulls swinger up to his feet. Dynamite flings Swinger across the ring to the opposite corner and comes charging in attempting a running lariat. Swinger abruptly lifts a foot into the air driving the sole of his boot into Dynamites face. Dynamite staggers as Swinger reaches out and puts Dynamite back in the corner. Swinger begins working on Dynamite like a heavy bag throwing quick lefts and rights to the body. Tina jumps up to the apron breaking the count of referee Bill Williams as he tries to get her away from the action. Swinger lifts a big shoe shoving it into the throat of Dynamite choking the life out of him.)
B.A.: SWINGER GOING FOR THE ILLEGAL CHOKE AS TINA HAS DECIDED TO GET HERSELF INVOLVED HERE!!!
Mr.D.: CAREFUL TINA!!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE REFEREE BILL WILLIAMS HAS BEEN!!!! DON'T LET HIM TOUCH YOU......Leave that to me!!!
B.A.: Good God!!! Will you pay attention to the damn match....please?
( Williams finally gets Tina down to the floor and Swinger releases the boot as he eyes Williams turn back to the action. Swinger finalizes the corner offense with a few shoulder blocks into the midsection. Dynamite gasps for air as Williams separates Swinger from Dynamite. Dynamite stumbles out of the corner but is quickly headed off by Swinger as he flings Dynamite across the ring to the opposite ropes. Dynamite shoots off the ropes with fierce momentum and leaps into the air landing a desperation Clothesline.)
B.A.: Quick thinking on the part of the rookie and both men are down on the mat.
Mr.D: I wonder how high those boots go up?
( Both men manage a vertical base in unison and begin trading punches. Dynamite happens to land one extra punch as he gets a block on a Swinger roundhouse. Dynamite punches and punches until Swinger is against the ropes. Dynamite sends Swinger across the ring but Swinger quickly reverses his grip just before Dynamite lets go an pulls Dynamite in landing an Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex.)
B.A.: SWINGER SHOW'S HIS POWER AS HE THROWS DYNAMITE OVER HIS HEAD ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE RING!!!!!
( Swinger gains his footing on one side of the ring as Dynamite aids himself up with the opposite side ropes. Swinger sprints toward Dynamite and clotheslines him over the rope. Both men fall onto the floor with simultaneous thuds. Tina hurries over to coax her man in to getting up. They begin to show signs of movement as Bill Williams stands in the ring giving the mandatory count out.)
B.A.: THE ACTION JUST GOT A LITTLE CLOSER AS BOTH MEN ARE DAZED RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!
Mr.D: I LOVE THIS MATCH!!!! TINA JUST GOT A LITTLE CLOSER TOO!!!!!
( Swinger reaches a hand out grabbing Dynamite by the back of the head and shoves it down into the steel steps. Dynamite's face bounces off the steel and he falls back onto the floor clutching his nose. Swinger stomps away at Dynamite stopping after a few and rolls onto the apron breaking the count out and then rolls back out. Williams starts the count over again as Swinger stands over Dynamite's limp body. Swinger lifts Dynamite up but Dynamite flings Swinger's hands away at the last momentum and punches wildly at Swinger's face. Tina jumps up on the mat and into the ring. She shoves Williams from behind and he turns to her breaking the count. Swinger instantly kicks Dynamite in the groin. Dynamite slouches over grabbing his crotch and Swinger lands a Swinging Neckbreaker on the hard floor.)
B.A.: A LOW BLOW AND SWINGER IS BACK IN CONTROL!!!! TINA STILL WITH THE ATTENTION OF BILL WILLIAMS IS GIVING EVERY POSSIBLE ADVANTAGE SHE CAN TO HER BELOVED!!!!
Mr.D: She needs to get back out here on the floor next to us again!!!
B.A.: OH PLEASE!!!!!
( Swinger wanting to mount more offense goes to retrieve Dynamite again but this time Dynamite returns a low blow of his own, punching Swinger in the crotch. Swinger crumbles to the floor like a wet rag and Dynamite gets to his feet. Tina seeing her lover in trouble quickly gets out of the ring so that Williams can focus his attention back on the two wrestler's. Dynamite grabs the legs of Swinger and lifts them up off the mat. He looks around at the crowd briefly then jumps into the air thrusting his legs into a seated position and bringing them down across Swinger's groin and midsection in a Jeff Hardy Style Groin Leg Drop. )
B.A.: OOOH GOD!!! That'll definitely put a hamper on his and Tina's love life.
Mr.D.: GOOD!!!!!
( Williams picks up the count again as Tina steps in between Dynamite, who is on his feet now, and Swinger, who is lying on the ground rolling around in pain. Tina begins poking Dynamite in chest with her long fingernail. Dynamite, being the perfect gentlemen, keeps backing away further and further. The circle the ring almost entirely while Williams continues the count. Swinger pulls himself up with the ring steps as Tina and Dynamite complete the full circle. Dynamite with his back to Swinger still arguing with Tina is hammered from behind as Swinger runs him over with a double axe handle. Dynamite slams into Tina knocking her to the floor sprawled out like Christmas turkey.)
Mr.D: OH MY GOD!!! TINA!!! SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!!! SHE'S HURT!!! WE NEED HELP OUT HERE DAMMIT!!!
B.A.: WELL THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PUT YOURSELF IN HARMS WAY!!!!
Mr.D.: Dynamite attacked her!!! That's not right...that bastard hit a girl!!!!
B.A.: OH COME ON!!! You saw exactly what happened!!!
Mr.D: DAMN RIGHT I DID!!! I've got a notion to go over there and give Dynamite a piece of my mind!!!
( Dynamite still on his feet turns to Swinger and the two go toe to toe once again. Swinger gains the upper hand and grabs Dynamite by the wrist sending him across the floor. Dynamite collides with the ringsteps vaulting over the top of them almost into the time keeper. Swinger goes to follow but stops and turns to find Tina lying on the floor motionless. Swinger goes to the side of his sweetheart and begins lightly shaking her shoulders to wake her up. The camera focuses in on the frantic Swinger as a bell sounds from off camera.)
B.A.: Wait a minute!!! We have a bell here!!!.....I think.....Yes, I think referee Bill Williams has signaled for the end of this match here.
Mr.D.: As well he should we gotta have some EMT's out here!!! Tina's seriously hurt!!!!
Ringside Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...REFEREE BILL WILLIAMS HAS SIGNALED FOR THE END OF THIS MATCH BOTH PARTICIPANTS HAVE BEEN COUNTED OUT OF THE RING SO THIS BOUT HAS BEEN RULED......A DRAAAAAAAWWWWW!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
B.A.: A draw. Both men failed to get in and interrupt the count and this bout has been terminated due to a count out.
( EMT's come rushing down the ramp to where Tina still lays on the ground. Swinger stands by watching in dismay as Dynamite, back to his feet, rounds the opposite site of the ring and up the ramp to the dressing room area. EMT's load Tina onto the gurney and make their way to the backstage area with Swinger following closely behind.)
B.A.: Folks a kind of a disappointing end to what was becoming a great match up but I'm sure this won't be the last time we see these two go at it. I'm sure Swinger won't be to happy about what happened to his beloved Tina as I'm also sure Dynamite isn't to thrilled about not getting a "W" in the win column because of Tina's interference.
Mr.D.: Interference what interference!!! She wasn't doing a godd**n thing to Dynamite and he blatantly attacked her.
B.A.: That's not what I saw!!!
( The camera switches to the backstage area where and ambulance sits running while the group of EMT's previously at ringside take vitals and load Tina into the back. Swinger jumps in the box of the brightly lit truck as the driver shuts the door with everyone inside. The ambulance pulls away and the camera follows them outside as the trek off into the distance. As the lights fade two bright lights appear from the parking lot outside the Bateman Center. A long blast from a truck horn blasts through the air as the lights get closer to the garage area. The camera backs up as the infamous black rig pulls into the garage and stops. The camera pans around to the driver's side door as it opens. Mac "Truck" Maloy steps out wearing his blue jeans and ripped plaid t-shirt. He pulls his beat up and bent cowboy hat out and places it on his head and then shuts the door.)
B.A.: THAT'S "TRUCK" MALOY!!! "TRUCK" MALOY IS IN THE BUILDING!!!!
Mr.D.: HE'S NOT SCHEDULED TO BE HERE!!!
B.A.: NO HE'S NOT BUT HE'S DAMN SURE GOT A VESTED INTEREST IN THE MAIN EVENT TONIGHT ON BLITZ!!!!!!
( The camera goes to commercial.)

B.A.: Welcome back and if you missed it at the end of our last bout Mac "Truck" Maloy arrived and is in the building. Though he does have the night off.
Mr.D.: He shouldn't even be here. President Flaws should catch him in the back right now and send him home.
B.A.: Well I think President Flaws has got his hands full right now concerning this next match.
Eminem: YOU DON'T
WANNA FUCK WITH SHADY
CUZ SHADY
WILL FUCKIN' KILL YOU
( President Flaws comes out with the sound of his music. Flaws sports a special referee outfit with the EWA logo on the shoulder. He still wears his weightlifting pants with hat turned backwards. Flaws walks down to the ring as the ring announcer states his appearance as special guest referee. Flaws stands in the middle of the ring with an almost evil smile on his face.)
B.A.: Well like him or not he is the boss and the boss can do what he wants as you can see here.
Mr.D: Got that right. As far as I'm concerned if President Flaws wants to referee every match tonight he's welcome to it.
B.A.: Oh I'm sure you'd love that.
( The Psychotron is covered by falling pyro as "Timebomb" blares over the P.A. Brick comes out wearing his usual in ring attire. He and Flaws lock eyes and smile at each other seemingly on the same page. Brick lackadaisically enters the ring and takes a stance next to Flaws. The two begin to talk inaudibly in the ring. Flaws almost looking as if he's giving instructions to Brick.)
B.A.: Oh you can done tell this is gonna be a fair fight tonight!! Brick isn't anything but Phil Flaws' hired assassin.
Mr.D.: I can't believe you would accuse of our BOSS...being anything but fair and impartial in this match.
B.A.: Yeah, fair and impartial my ass!!!
( Alien Ant Farm begins playing over the sound system while visions of past Ethan Hunter matches flash across the Psychotron. Hunter enters the arena area with his manager at his side and they both walk down to the ring with stern looks on their face. Hunter points to Justin Richards commanding him to take his place at the side of the ring. Richards obeys without ever taking his focus off of Brick. Brick looks back at Richards and laughs as he eyes the bandage across Richards forehead that cover the stitches placed there the previous week. Hunter enters the ring and starts pointing a finger at Flaws. Flaws never remarks, just points at his referee shirt and then turns for the signal of the bell.)
B.A.: THE BELL HAS RUNG AND THE WAR HAS BEGUN!!!!
( Brick charges Hunter with a running lariat but Hunter ducks under and turns into brick with a roundhouse right. The punch lands square on Rick's chin but has no effect. Brick looks at Hunter and shakes his head. Hunter swings again this time Brick blocks and drive a lariat into Hunter slamming him into the mat. Rick smiles at Flaws and starts kicking Hunter in the chest.)
B.A.: Brick just taking that swing from Hunter and shrugging it off like it was a fly!!
Mr.D: That Brick has to be one of the most powerful mother f****ers I've ever seen.
B.A.: Well I'll agree with you on that. Rick the Brick is just pure awesomeness rapped in a package of devastation.
( Brick picks Ethan up by the hair and scoop slams him back down to the mat. Brick bounds off a near rope to gather enough momentum to vault high into the air and comes crashing down with a Big Splash. Brick lays on top of Hunter for the pin.)
Flaws: 1.2.(kick out)
B.A.: A quick count but Ethan Hunter manages to get a shoulder out from the behemoth.
Mr.D.: QUICK COUNT!?! That was a textbook referee count!!!
B.A.: Yeah, in what wrestling faction!!!!
( Brick gets back to his feet and pulls Hunter up again. Rick raps his huge arms around Ethan lifting him off the mat with a Bear Hug. Brick drives his forehead into the head of Hunter a couple of times the Bear Hug Suplexes Hunter down to the canvass. Brick tries for another pin.)
Flaws: 1.2.(kick out)
B.A.: Boy Flaws is trying to get those counts in as quick as possible but Hunter is just barely beating the pin count and you can tell Flaws is a little frustrated.
( Flaws shaking his head gets back up off the mat and begins circling the two. Brick lifts Hunter off the mat again and lands some punches to keep Hunter dazed. Brick hoists Hunter into the air way over his head and holds him there momentarily. Brick makes a few weightlifter pumps showing off his massive strength and then throws Hunter to the mat with a Gorilla Press Slam.)
B.A.: MY GOD!!! WHAT A SHOW OF STRENGTH BY THIS MASSIVE HUMAN BEING!!! ETHAN HUNTER WEIGHT IN EXCESS OF 260 POUNDS AND RICK THE BRICK JUST PRESSED HIM LIKE HE WAS A LOAF OF BREAD!!!!
Mr.D.: YOUR LOOKING AT FREAK OF NATURE, BILL!!! I DOUBT THERE IS VERY MANY MEN WHO CAN SAY THEY CAN PRESS 260 POUNDS OVER THERE HEAD THAT EASILY!!!!!!
( Brick and Flaws chat at each other as Hunter rolls around on the canvass. They jokingly point at Hunter together as he tries to climb to a vertical base with the help of the ropes. Brick focuses back on Hunter and charges with another clothesline Hunter desperately ducks under Brick's attack and goes for more punches on Brick. Hunter lands a second, a third, and fourth punch on Bricks chin but Rick keeps moving towards Hunter. Ethan spins around gaining extra force for his fifth punch but is caught by a big right hand on the throat. Brick lifts Hunter into the air and Chokeslams him to the mat. Brick goes for another cover.)
B.A.: THIS MAY BE THE END OF IT HERE!!!!
Flaws: 1...2..( kick out)
B.A.: HE KICKED OUT!!! HE KICKED OUT!!! ETHAN HUNTER FOUND THE DRIVE DEEP DOWN INSIDE AND KICKED OUT!!!
Mr.D.: HE'S GOT TO HOOK THE LEG!!!!!
( Brick pounds the mat with his fist in frustration shaking the ropes on all sides. Brick stands Hunter up using a handful of hair and hammers a right hand uppercut sending Hunter into the ropes. Brick grabs a wrist and flings Hunter across the ring into the opposite side ropes rebounding back at Rick. Brick catches Hunter underneath the arms and throws him into the air for The Brick Layer, but Ethan uses the added elevation to his advantage and swings his legs around and Missile Dropkicks Brick in the chest sending him across the ring into a corner where he falls to the mat.)
B.A.: ETHAN HUNTER COUNTERED THE BRICK LAYER AND RICK THE BRICK IS LAYING IN AWW ON THE MAT!!! BRICK DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK AND NEITHER DOES ETHAN HUNTER!!!!
Mr.D: OH MY GOD!!! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!!! ETHAN MUST HAVE CHEATED!!! HE'S GOTTA HAVE FLUBBER IN HIS SHOES!!!!
( Ethan goes for the attack on Brick while he's down but Flaws cuts him off in the middle of the ring. Flaws signals Ethan to go to a neutral corner. Hunter furiously tries to defy Flaws but Flaws shoves him back into the neutral corner. Ethan, not wanting to get disqualified, obeys in protest and stands in the corner. Flaws goes to the opposite turnbuckle where Brick lies on the floor with eyes as wide as half dollars. Flaws begins loudly asking Brick if he wants to give up so that Ethan can hear. Flaws glances over his shoulder to make sure Ethan is still in the neutral corner then reaches into his trousers. He extracts a small tablet and hands it to Brick who takes it and grinds it between his fingers.)
B.A.: OH WHAT THE HELL!!! PHIL FLAWS JUST HANDED RICK THE BRICK SOME KIND OF FOREIGN OBJECT!!!
Mr.D.: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BABBLING ABOUT!!!! FLAWS IS JUST CHECKING TO SEE IF BRICK CAN CONTINUE AFTER THAT AWESOME MOVE BY ETHAN HUNTER!!!
B.A.: THE HELL HE IS!!!!
( Ethan lights out of the corner having waited long enough in his mind and approaches Rick the Brick. Flaws notices Hunter coming and backs out of the way at the last moment. Brick quickly throws the powdered substance into Ethan Hunter's eyes as he bends over Rick. Ethan screams in pain grabbing his eyes and backing away. He frantically tries to wipe the substance out of his eyes so that he can see. Deciding that he would soon be clobbered, Ethan begins to swing wildly. Flaws, not paying attention get clocked in the side of the head by one of the wild punches and falls to the mat nearly unconscious. Ethan, thinking he has hit Rick, goes back to wiping his eyes.)
B.A.: ETHAN HUNTER JUST CLOBBERED PRESIDENT FLAWS ACROSS THE MOUTH AND FLAWS IS OUT!!!! HUNTER WITH SOME KIND OF SUBSTANCE IN HIS EYES IS BLIND AND CAN'T SEE WHAT IS NOW STANDING BEHIND HIM!!!!
( Justin Richards leaps into the ring to catch Brick before he can attack Hunter. Brick see's it coming and side steps and sends Richards over the opposite top rope and down to the floor. Rick turns back to Hunter waiting for him to turn and face him. Hunter does and is planted in the stomach with Brick's big boot. Rick cradles Hunter's slumped over head under his arm and grabs the tights lifting his legs into the air. Rick the Brick Pancakes Ethan Hunter down to the mat and hooks the leg for the pin.)
B.A.: RICK THE BRICK HAS THIS MATCH ONE BUT FLAWS IS OUT COLD!!! THERE IS NOBODY TO COUNT THE PIN!!!! FLAWS' PLAN HAS BACKFIRED AS HE CAN'T COUNT THE ONE TWO THREE!!!!
Mr.D: GET ANOTHER REFEREE OUT HERE DAMN IT!!!
( The crowd begins screaming as Referee Mark Parker comes rushing down to the ring from the backstage area. Parker slides into the ring under the rope and starts the pin count.)
Referee Mark Parker: 1...2...( kick out)
B.A.: KICK OUT!!! KICK OUT!!!! ETHAN HUNTER KICKED OUT OF THE PANCAKE!!! MY GOD I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!!
Mr.D.: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
( Brick lifts up off of Hunter and grabs referee Mark Parker by the shirt. Brick angrily spits vulgarities at Parker and then punches him dead in the face sending him crashing to the outside floor. Flaws begins to move around and manages to lift his head off the mat. Brick picks up the defenseless Hunter again and give Hunter another Pancake and cover.)
Flaws: 1..............2.............3
B.A.: NO!!!! NO!!!! NO!!!!! RICK THE BRICK HAS ONE THE MATCH WITH THE HELP OF PHIL FLAWS!!!! THAT FIEND!!! HUNTER WAS DEFENSELESS!!!!!
Ring Announcer: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH RIIIIICK THE BRIIII.......
Living Colour: ASK NOT WHAT YOUR COUNTRY CAN DO FOR YOU!!!!!
( Living Colour's "Cult of Personality" blasts over the P.A. before the ring announcer can finish the announcement. EWA logo's flash over the Psychotron with excerpts from the "Cult of Personality" video. Vice President Matt McDaniel enters the arena from under the Psychotron. He's wearing a flashy metallic navy blue Armani suit. His blond hair is neatly combed and his dark goatee neatly trimmed. On his left hand is a huge solid gold nugget pinky ring with the EWA logo in it. In his right hand he carries an EWA microphone. Flaws and Brick look up at the stage in confusion.)
B.A.: IT'S THE VICE PRESIDENT!!! WHAT'S HE DOING HERE!!!!
Mr.D: YOU IDIOT!!! CAN'T YOU SEE??? HE'S COME DOWN HERE TO CONGRATULATE RICK THE BRICK!!!
Matt McDaniel: You know......(smile)....As Vice President of the EWA it is my duty to carry out disciplinary actions against the other EWA employees. As I watched this match I felt that it was necessary to come down here and perform the duties set forth to me in my job description. So.............For blatantly and maliciously attacking a referee YOU........( points a finger at Rick the Brick)....are hereby fined ten thousand dollars. AND......for purposely attacking a referee in your match up......You are DISQUALIFIED!!!!!!
B.A. and Mr.D: WHAT!!!???!!!!
Matt McDaniel: Therefore......the winner of this bout....ETHAN HUNTER!!!!!!!
( The opening chords of "Cult of Personality" blast again as Vice President Matt McDaniel drops the microphone to the stage and walks into the backstage area. Rick looks over at Flaws still dumbfounded by what transpired. Flaws just glares red faced at the Psychotron area and begins to curse Matt McDaniel. Clinching his teeth spit shoots into the air as he rambles in rage.)
B.A.: MY GOD WHAT A SHOCKER!!! VICE PRESIDENT HAS MADE HIS FIRST APPEARANCE AT AN EWA EVENT AND HE DOES IT BY DEFYING HIS OWN BOSS PRESIDENT FLAWS!!!!! JUSTICE IS SERVED ON RICK THE BRICK AS THE DECISION IS OVERTURNED AND ETHAN HUNTER IS DECLARED THE WINNER!!!!
Mr.D.: OH THERE'S GOING TO BE HELL TO PAY FOR THAT!!!!!
( Camera cuts to commercial)

B.A.: WELCOME BACK AND LADIES AND GENTLEMAN DON'T LEAVE YOUR SEATS!!! DON'T GO TO THE FRIDGE!!! THERE WILL BE NO MORE COMMERCIALS AND NO MORE INTERRUPTIONS AS WE ARE READY FOR OUR MAIN EVENT!!!!
Mr.D: THAT'S RIGHT, MY FAVORITE WRESTLER OF ALL TIME IS GETTING READY TO COME OUT HERE. STEVEN RAGE IS GONNA BE THE NEXT EWA WORLD CHAMPION AFTER TONIGHT!!!!
B.A.: Well if he does manage to win he'll have one more road block ahead of him and that road block is none other than Mac "Truck" Maloy.
( A long blast pierces the arena and the lights go black. Two lights side by side lights on the Psychotron are the only thing illuminating the Bateman Center.
Metallica: BOOM!!!!!!
The lights come back up as excerpt from "Enter Sandman" video play on the Psychotron. The black truck chases down the man on foot as Mac "Truck" Maloy enters the arena area. Truck walks BMF style down passed the ring and over to the announcers table.)
B.A.: MAC "TRUCK" IS HERE AND LOOKS LIKE HE'S COMING DOWN TO JOIN US. HE WANTS A RINGSIDE SEAT FOR THIS BOUT AND HE'S COMING TO TAKE IT!!!!
Mr.D: OH GOD!!!!! OH NO!!!!!
( Truck walks up to the announcers table and pulls a chair over to Mr.D's side and takes an extra set of headphones off the table, placing them on his head. Truck stares at D momentarily then sits down next to him.)
B.A.: An unexpecting pleasure here for us here folks as we are joined by Truck Maloy. Truck can I ask what brings you down to the ring?
Truck: Two reasons actually. Number one I thought I'd come down here and sit right here next to Mr.D. and let him have a chance at talking all that trash that I hear him talk about me right to MY FACE!!!!
( Truck inches close to Mr.D's face with only the brim of Truck's cowboy hat separating their noses. Mr.D. tries his hardest not to show his fear in his face but only manages to take a big gulp looking more like a deer caught in the headlights.)
Truck: WELL?????? YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY?????
Mr.D: Well...no....not.....
Truck: THAT WHAT I THOUGHT???
B.A.: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!.......( pause ) So Truck, what would be the second reason?
Truck: The second reason I come out here tonight is because I wanted to get a first hand look at whoever my opponent is gonna be at the upcoming pay-per-view for the EWA World Title.
Mr.D: Well that's easy its gonna be.....
Truck: SHUT UP!!!! I DIDN'T ASK YOU A QUESTION!!!!!!
B.A.: HAHAHAHA!!!!! Revenge is a dish best served cold, isn't it Mr.D?
Mr.D.: Shut up Bill!!!!
(B.A. and Mr. D are silenced as the opening guitar chords to "My Way" play. The arena lights dim and a white angel appears on the Psychotron. Smoke
drifts onto the entrance and blue lights shine down onto it.)

"You think you're special, you do,
I can see it in your eyes,
I can see it when you laugh at me,
Look down on me,
And walk around on me"

(As the opening lines are sung red pyro goes off on either side of the entrance and the ramp. Then out of the smoke emerges Everybody's Victim,
greeted by a warm, if not enthusiastic response from the crowd. He is wearing a black trenchcoat over his wrestling attire and as he strides
quickly down the ramp, pillars of blue flame erupt from either side as he passes. When he reaches the ring he removes his trenchcoat and throws it
into the crowd. He then enters the ring, climbs one of the turnbuckles and raises his arms in the air as blue pyro goes off on the other three. He then
jumps down from the turnbuckle and strides confidently to the center of the ring.)
B.A.: "EVERYBODY'S VICTIM" JAROD CROW. A FINE PHYSICAL SPECIMEN DEFINITELY WORTHY OF TITLE CONTENTION ENTERS THE RING WITH THE APPROVAL OF THE CROWD HERE. THE QUESTION WILL BE, IS HE GOING TO BE A VICTIM TONIGHT???
(The lights all over the arena go pitch black. Cocky by Kid Rock blares over the PA in the Bateman Center. Huge amounts of pyro go off from the bottom of the ramp all the way to the top. As the pyro goes off at the top of the ramp it branches off on both of the sides of the stage and then one huge explosion of Pyro goes off. Steven Rage still with red hair walks out wearing the shirt he stole from the T-shirt counter earlier tonight. He is also sporting a new pair of mid- thigh trunks. They are red with a tribal symbol that goes all the way around the legs and comes up to the waist in the crotch as well as in the back. He is wearing a plain pair of black boots wit hred laces. Also in hand is sporting a steel chair. He struts down the ramp as the crowd boos him. He gets down to ring side and sees a fan in the front row with a sign that says: "Rage fears Crow". He grabs the sign out of the fan's hands and tears it up and throws the pieces in the crowd. He hops up on the ring apron and climbs into the ring. He removes the shirt and throws it out into the crowd. The ref tries to grab the chair but Rage shakes a finger at him and points for him to walk away.)
B.A.: Steven Rage not wanting to relinquish that chair to the referee, I hope he knows this isn't a hardcore match up tonight.
Mr.D: Every night is a hardcore match for Steven Rage.....isn't that right Truck?
Truck: Well he seems to think it is but I'll tell you what if he decides to bring that chair to the pay-per-view I'm gonna shove it straight up his ass. That's if he wins tonight.
B.A.: Some pretty powerful words from Truck Maloy.
( Rage backs the referee away and places the chair off in a corner. Referee Mark Parker signals for the bell. The two men circle and engage in a classic collar and elbow. Rage takes the first advantage twisting Crow into a hammerlock. Crow counters with a hammerlock of his own. Crow goes on the offensive and pulls the locked arm out and twists it full circle and then yanks it hard to full extension. Rage goes to a knee and Crow puts Rage into a Standing Armbar. Mark Parker steps in to ask for the submission but Rage shakes him away.)
B.A.: Jarod Crow a fine technical wrestler showing his skills here. A nice standing armbar trying to inflict some damage on that left shoulder of Steven Rage.
Mr.D.: COUNTER!!! COUNTER!!!
( Rage swings a leg around and manages to get back to his feet after a few seconds. Rage reaches in and rakes the eyes of crow then pushes him against the ropes. Rage lands some swift chops to Crow's chest the goes for the Irish whip but Crow counters and sends Rage across the ring. Steven rebounds and Crow flips Rage over with and Armbar Takedown and follows up with a Wristlock.)
B.A.: Looks like Crow has decided to focus singularly on the arm of Steven Rage.
Mr.D: Those are some pretty big arms to try an injure, Bill!!! It's gonna take a pretty long time and lots of moves to put inflict some significant damage to them.
( Rage gets back to his feet again with Crow still clinching in the wristlock standing behind Rage. Rage using his strength to power out of the wristlock and thrust an elbow across Crow's face. Crow staggers and Rage grabs the opportunity for some offense. Crow against the ropes gets pummeled by right hands of Rage. Rage then backs off and clotheslines Crow over the ropes onto the floor. Rage follows outside and makes his way over to the time keeper and grabs Crow's trenchcoat. Rage raps the coat around Crow's throat, whose on one knee, and begins to choke him. Mark Parker rolls outside the ring and starts giving Rage the break count. Rage keeps it on as long as possible and then drops the coat to the floor.)
B.A.: An illegal move by Rage of course that's not anything unfamiliar in calling his matches. Rage often using illegal tactics to try and punish his opponents as much as possible.
( Rage glances over his shoulder and spots Truck Maloy sitting at ringside. Rage walks over in front of the announce table and Truck Maloy. Truck stands up while Rage points a finger in his face. Truck points back mouthing the same obscenities at each other. Parker steps between the two as they start to get closer together.)
B.A.: UH OH!!! BUSINESS LOOKS LIKE ITS ABOUT TO PICK UP AS RAGE NOT TAKING TO KINDLY TO TRUCK MALOY'S PRESENCE HERE AT RINGSIDE!!!
Mr.D: I think I need to move. Why don't you come sit over here by Truck.
B.A.: I'm just fine where I'm at.
( Rage turns away from Truck to find Crow standing in wait. Crow kicks Rage in the midsection bending him over. Crow hammers on the arm of Rage with forearms shots then grabs a handful of hair and Bulldog's Rage into the floor face first. Crow pulls Rage up and rolls him back into the ring. Crow jumps up onto the apron then a the nearest turnbuckles. Crow leaps into the air and lands the Swanton bomb he calls The Vengeance. Crow goes for the pin.)
Referee Mark Parker: 1....2...(kick out)
B.A.: Crow lands the Vengeance but unfortunately he may have hit it a little early and Steven Rage is able to kick out before the count of three.
Mr.D.: It's take a hell of a lot more than that to keep Rage down. Trust me!!
Truck: You ought to know about keeping rage down....so to speak!! Tell me what was the deal with you and Rage needing so much privacy last week?
Mr.D: I'm not sure I get what you mean.
Truck: I think you know exactly what I mean. I think you and Rage are a little closer than the rest of us know.
B.A.: ( giggles under his breath)
( Crow pulls Rage up off the mat scoops him in the air body slams style but pulls a knee up performing a Shoulder Breaker at the last instant. Rage grabs his shoulder in pain and kicks his feet against the mat wildly. Crow stomps away at the shoulder then lifts Rage to his feet. Crow goes for the arm twist again but Rage thumbs Crow in the eye and gets some separation. Rage shoulders Crow into the ropes for the Irish whip crow puts on the breaks for the reversal and send Rage. Rage rebounds and is taken to the mat as Crow hits the Lou Thesz Press. Crow quickly fires firsts into the tender shoulder of Rage.)
B.A.: FIST OF FIRE!!!!! CROW HAMMERING THAT SHOULDER HE MAY BE LOOOKING TO LAND A SUBMISSION.
Mr.D.: You can't get Rage to tap. He's almost unstoppable!!
Truck: I beg your pardon?
( Rage kicks out of the mounted punches as if kicking out of a pin and quickly rolls to the nearest rope and under to regain some composure. Rage stalks the outside of the ring shaking out his arm to try and get some movement back into it while Mark Parker counts. Crow stands on the opposite side watching Rage like a hawk but not approaching the ropes so the count continues. Rage makes his way up the steps and back into the ring. Rage raises a hand to challenge Crow in a test of strength but as Crow turns his attention away to get crowd approval Rage kicks Crow in the stomach.)
B.A.: Making the smart move and catching that breather gets back in the ring and takes the advantage away from Crow.
Mr.D: Rage was giving the advantage to Crow anyways he just got tired of it and now its his turn.
( Rage lands some punches to Crow and backs him against the ropes. This time Crow, unable to counter, is flung across the ring to the opposite ropes Rage bounds into the air as Crow rebounds and drives his knee into the face of Crow. Crow slams to the mat grabbing his nose. Rage egotistically struts across the mat to the corner where he laid the chair at the beginning of the match. Rage takes a look at it then shakes his head and goes back to Crow. Rage grabs a handful of Crows hair, raising him to his feet. Rage pulls Crow into a inverted position cradling Crow's chin underneath his arm and lands the Devastator on Crow. Rage goes for the pin.)
B.A.: RAGE HIT THE DEVASTATOR THIS COULD BE IT!!!!
Referee Mark Parker: 1...2...
( Rage pulls Crow up by the hair just before the three count. Rage drops Crow's head and starts for the corner with the chair. Referee Parker beets Rage to his destination and kicks the chair off the mat into the floor pointing a finger at Rage the whole time. Rage shrugs him off and walks to the announcer's side table. Rage rolls out and heads for the time keeper. Rage grabs the ring bell off the table and returns to the ring.)
B.A.: RAGE HAD THIS MATCH IN THE BAG BUT THIS SADISTIC, EVIL, TWISTED MAN DOESN'T EVEN SEEM TO CARE ABOUT THE EWA TITLE!!! HE JUST WANTS TO DESTROY CROW!!!
Mr.D: DON'T DO IT STEVEN YOU'LL GET DQ'D!!!!
( Rage walks towards Crow's body but again Parker steps in grabbing the ring bell. Rage and Parker play tug of war over the bell. Crow begins to show signs of life on the mat behind Parker. Off camera there is a clanking noise followed by static. Truck Maloy slides into the ring under the bottom rope with a steel chair in hand. Parker rips the bell from Rages grip as he see's Truck enter the ring. Rage turns to see what Parker is looking at and is slammed over the head with a steel chair from Truck. Parker throws the bell at the time keeper and signals for him to ring it. Crow pulls himself up with the help of the ropes as the time keeper rings the bell. Parker rolls outside the ring to the ring announcer. Truck stands over Rage's lifeless body in the ring.)
B.A.: TRUCK MALOY JUST WHACKED STEVEN RAGE OVER THE HEAD WITH A CHAIR!!!! WHAT HAS HE DONE!!!!
Ring Announcer: YOUR WINNER, AS THE RESULT OF A DISQUALIFICATION....STEVEN RAAAAAAAAGE!!!!!
( Crow, back on his feet, hears the announcement and looks at Truck who is still standing over Rage. Crow shoves Truck and throws his arms in the air questioning the actions of Truck. Truck answers by planting the chair across the skull of Crow. Truck turns his attention back to Rage. Truck drops the chair and lifts up Rage who is limp like a dish rag. Truck forces Rage against the corner turnbuckle and props him up on the second rope and raps his legs around the ropes as if he were going to perform Goldust's "Shattered Dreams".)
B.A.: TRUCK'S NOT FINISHED YET!!! HE'S GOING AFTER RAGE!!!! TRUCK IS GOING TO GET HIS REVENGE NOW NOT AT THE PAY-PER-VIEW
Mr.D: SOMEONE GET SECURITY TRUCK MALOY HAS FLIPPED HIS LID!!!!!
( Truck picks up the chair and presses it against his chest. The crowd starts standing on their feet and turn their attention to the stage area. Rick the Brick comes running down the ramp to the ring area and rolls into the ring. Truck not diverting his attention rushes toward Rage and leaps into the air from mid ring and performs The Traffic Jam landing on Rage with the force of himself and the chair. Meanwhile, Rick the Brick starts stomping on Jarod Crow's lifeless body.)
B.A.: MY GOD IT CHAOS!!!! TRUCK MALOY JUST HIT RAGE WITH THE TRAFFIC JAM USING THAT CHAIR AS A WEAPON. RICK THE BRICK IS IN THE RING STOMPING ON CROW, BUT WHY????
Mr.D: I'LL TELL YOU WHY BRICK DIDN'T LIKE WHAT CROW HAD TO SAY ABOUT HIM LAST WEEK!!!!
( Truck gathers himself from some of the self inflicted pain and turns to find Rick the Brick stomping Crow. Brick stomps Crow clear out of the ring and turns back to the ring catching a glimpse of blue steel as he's hit across the forehead with another chair shot delivered by Truck. Brick keeps his feet barely staggering back flinging his arms wildly to keep his balance.)
B.A.: GOOD GOD!! TRUCK JUST HIT BRICK OVER THE HEAD WITH A CHAIR AND THAT MAMMOTH IS STILL ON HIS FEET!!!
( Brick comes to rest against the ropes still stunned. Truck looks at the crumpled chair in awe that he didn't take Brick down with that shot. Truck gawks only for a momentum then winds up, baseball swinging the chair and cracking it across the face of Brick sending Brick to the floor where he lays face down.)
B.A.: TRUCK MALOY HAS LAID WAIST TO ALL IN THE RING!!!! HE'S GOING TO THE PAY-PER-VIEW!!! HE WANTS THE TITLE!!! HE'S GONNA MEET STEVEN RAGE!!!! WHAT A BATTLE ITS GONNA BE!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT WE JUST SAW!!!! WE'RE OUT OF TIME!!!!!WE'RE OUT OF TIME!!!!!!!
( Truck Maloy climbs the turnbuckle lifting the crumpled steel chair in the air with his right hand and pounding his chest with his left hand. The crowd of 20,000 plus stands on their feet cheering wildly as the camera fades to black.)