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Rick the Brick and the IPWA bust through the doors at the arena. Fans and ring workers alike scurry like Rats from certain doom as the four men arrogantly glide through the corridor.
Rick: Security is tight tonight.
Max: hmmm…Flaws?
Rick: Probably. SIMON!
Simon Fury appears from behind the massive man.
Simon: Yeah?
Rick: You know you're the only one without a match tonight, right?
Simon: (Almost embarrassed) Yeah, boss. I know.
Rick casts a glance towards Fury and smiles.
Rick: But that is good, Simon. You have a much better fish to fry.
The scene fades to a shot of the crowd as Simon begins to crack a devilish grin. Fireworks and strobes explode throughout the arena as `Welcome to Planet Mother F*cker' by White Zombie blares…
E W A
B L I T Z
Tuesday July 16th 2002
(Tape delay)
BA: (Barely audible) FANS! WELCOME TO EWA BLITZ!
Mr. D: I don't think they can hear you, Bill.
BA: Maybe not, but there are more important things going on here tonight than that, what is Rick the Brick and his goons up to tonight?
Mr. D: Bill, there is no telling.
BA: Well, Regardless, MY GOD IT'S GONNA BE A WONDERFUL NIGHT HERE TONIGHT!!! WELCOME TO ANOTHER EXCITING TUESDAY NIGHT BLITZ!!! THE FANS ARE GOING CRAZY READY TO GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!! TONIGHT TITLES WILL BE ON THE LINE!! RETRIBUTION WILL HOPEFULLY BE PAID!! AND TO START IT OFF WE ARE GONNA SEE FRIENDSHIPS BE BROKEN!!!
Mr. D: THAT'S RIGHT BILL!!! WE'RE ABOUT TO SEE ONE OF ONLY TWO TAG TEAMS PART WAYS AS SEBASTIAN KNIGHT AND JAKE LOGAN GO AT IT AGAINST EACH OTHER WITH THE LOSER PACKING HIS BAGS AND GOING BACK HOME!!!!
BA: WELL I HATE TO SEE IT BUT IT WILL BE ONE HELL OF A SHOW!!!!!
Thunderous boos shake the foundation of the arena as Steven Rage emerges from under the Psychotron with a mic in hand. Steven wears a neatly pressed expensive suit with the EWA T.V. Title rapped around his waste. He walks down the ramp to the ring with an egotistical smile and confidant like strut. He walks up the steps and climbs into the ring.
BA: OH NOW WHAT THE HELL IS STEVEN RAGE DOING HERE!! HE'S NOT SCHEDULED TO BE IN THE RING YET!!
Mr. D: HEY THE FIRST MATCH CAN WAIT!!! RAGE HAS SOMETHING TO SAY!!!
Rage signals for silence in the arena
Rage: Well I have noticed that Lionheart has yet to show up tonight! I'm glad he has taken my advise because had he not this entire night would have been a blur that someone at the hospital would have had to remind him about. Because I have simply been pushed to the edge with all of his "I do it for the fans" BULLSHIT! No one in their right minds would want to do anything for you pathetic, half-retarded pieces of ape shit here tonight! He acts so noble coming out and putting his life on the line for YOU.
The crowd begins to cheer wildly at the mention of Lionheart.
Rage: Well you are all as dumb as you are ugly if you think that he will show up tonight! No matter how much he "loves" you...HE'S NOT DUMB ENOUGH TO GET IN THE RING WITH ME TONIGHT!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Rage: So tonight you will not see Lionheart face me tonight because he is still at home curled up in a warm blanket thanking God he didn't come to the arena tonight!
Rage drops the mic to the mat as it makes a loud static noise over the P.A. He begins walking out of the ring and down the steps making his way to the back. The camera cuts to the broadcast position with a close up on BA and Mr. D.
Mr. D: That's to bad cause I was really looking forward to watching Steven Rage win another match tonight!!
BA: Well don't scratch the match off the schedule just yet!!!
Mr. D: You heard Rage!! Lionheart didn't show up so there's no match!!
BA: Well there is still a lot of Blitz left and Lionheart still has some time to get here!!! For all You know he could be walking in right now!!!
Hank Williams', Jr.'s "Country Boy Can Survive" interrupts BA and Mr. D and the camera cuts to the stage area where Jake Logan stands. He raises his hands in the air receiving cheer from the crowd. Jake looks around with a wide grin on his face enjoying every minute of his ovation. He walks down the ramp jumping from side to side slapping five with the fans as he goes down to the ring. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope then springs to his feet. He mounts a nearby turnbuckle and throws his hands out wide as the fans go stir crazy with excitement.
BA: JAKE LOGAN!!! THE SELF-PROCLAIMED REDNECK ASSASSIN!! AND HE'S LOOKING TO ASSASSINATE A CAREER HERE TONIGHT!!!
Mr. D: YEAH!!! The career of his own partner!! How's that for loyalty!!!
Logan bounces around calmly muttering words to himself as he faces the Psychotron. Silence begins to settle through the crowd in anticipation. Moments pass and Logan starts to approach the stage side ropes. He takes a final look up at the stage then climbs out of the ring and starts back up the ramp. Referee Bill Williams approaches the announcers side rope and motions to the timekeeper. Williams makes a gesture at his wrist as if pointing to his watch.
BA: Uh...folks.... It seems that Sebastian Knight has pulled a no show here tonight!!!
Mr. D.: The second no show tonight!!!
BA: Well that remains to be seen!!!
A camera follows Logan up onto the stage and into the backstage area. Logan stops just passed the entrance area and stairs down the hallways with his hands on his hips perplexed. A shadowy figure begins to darts from right side of the camera from a darkened corner. Sebastian Knight smashes Logan in the back of the head with sheet of metal and Logan hits the ground.
BA: GOOD GOD!!! SEBASTIAN KNIGHT JUST SUCKERED JAKE LOGAN IN AND JUMPED HIM FROM BEHIND!!!
Sebastian picks Logan up by the hair and rams him into the steel support beams of the Psychotron. Knight continues pummeling Logan as they battle back out onto the stage followed by the cameraman. Knight drops Logan with a haymaker right hand and stomps on his chest. Knight jumps on top of Logan and starts firing punch after punch into Logan's temple. Sebastian gets back up on his feet and bends down over Logan slapping him in the face then picks him up. Knight carries Logan down to the ring by the back of the head and rams Jake's forehead into steel post. Knight rolls Logan into the ring and follows inside. He falls onto Logan and hooks a leg for the cover. Williams points over at the timekeeper for the bell and drops down to get the count.
Referee: 1....2....( kick out)
BA: This match has just now officially started and almost started with a pinfall!! Logan is obviously hurt from that shot to the back of the head by that metal object!!!
Mr. D: Looked like a cookie sheet to me!! Knight must have been in the back having a prematch snack and forgot he had a match!!!
BA: Oh please!!!
Knight hooks the leg again for another cover but this time Logan kicks out at a count of one. Knight gets up off of Logan picking him up by the hair. He drapes Logan over the bottom rope and then shoves a knee into the back of Logan's head choking him with the bottom rope. Williams immediately starts the illegal hold count and gets a break at the count of four. Knight pulls Logan vertical muscling him against the ropes. Knight goes for the Irish whip but Logan manages a reversal and pull Knight into a waistelock and hits Knight with a Belly to Belly Suplex.
BA: A desperation move by Logan and maybe now he'll get to mount some offense.
Logan gasps for air still lying on the mat while Sebastian gets to a knee on the other side of the ring. Knight shakes his head trying to regain his composure. Logan rolls over to the ropes using them to help himself up. As Logan reaches his feet Sebastian Knight sprints from the other side of the ring Logan ducks down at the last second to avoid the clothesline and back body drops Knight over the top rope onto the floor on the stage side of the ring. Logan turns around and springs over the top rope landing on the apron facing in the ring. He jumps again and springboards off the second rope and brings down a knee into the chest of Knight. Knight crumbles into a fetal position grasping his chest. Logan gets up quickly slightly limping on the leg that hit the floor. He grabs knight by the back of the head pulling him to his feet. Logan whips Knight hard into the steel steps. Knight crumbles to the floor as Logan points a finger in his face. Logan rolls Knight back into the ring and climbs the turnbuckles from the outside. Jake skyrockets into the air but Knight dodge the top rope splash and Logan crashes to the mat. Knights covers Logan as he lifts his legs up onto the bottom rope for leverage.
BA: KNIGHT HAS HIS LEGS ON THE ROPES!!! KNIGHTS MAY HAVE IT WON!!
Referee: 1....2...
Bill Williams stops his hand just before the last count and points at Knights feet on the ropes. Knight gets off Logan and starts mouthing at the ref to make the count. Williams only fires back with words of his own and orders the match to continue.
Mr. D.: WHAT!!! WHAT!!! WHAT'S HE DOING!! Get down and make the count ref.
BA: He's doing his job that's what he's doing!! Knight had the illegal cover and Bill Williams caught it!!!
Knight turns back to continue his beating on Logan but Logan lands a hard right hand to Knights face and follows with a left. Logan hits punch after punch beating Knight back into the corner. Logan ducks his shoulder and rams it into the midsection of Knight. Logan hits a few knife edge chops to Knights chest and then picks Knight up. Logan places Knight up on the top turnbuckle and then climbs up on the second. Logan cradles Knights head underneath his arms.
BA: COULD BE A HIGH RISK MANEUVER HERE FOLKS!!!! LOGAN CAN BE LOOKING FOR A......
Logan lifts up Knight and they crash down as Logan hits the Superplex.
BA: HE DID LOGAN GOT THE SUPERPLEX!!! WILL HE BE ABLE TO GET THE COVER!!!
The two men lay exhausted on the mat. Logan rolls over on his and finds the bottom rope to aid him to his feet. He falls back into the ropes as he starts to lose his balance. Knight starts to move around slowly finding a bottom rope of his own. Logan tries to hit a right hand but Knight blocks it and lands right punch on Logan. Knight tries again but Knights does the same. Knight fires another punch and then follows up with a knee to the midsection. Logan hunches over and Knight cradles Logan's head under his arm he lift Logan for the suplex but Logan slides over Knights shoulder and drops to the mat. Logan rolls Knight into a Schoolboy Pin grabbing Sebastian's tights as he cover.
Mr. D.: HE'S GOT THE TIGHTS!!!
BA: HE DOES HAVE THE TIGHTS!!!
Referee: 1....2....3
BA: LOGAN DID IT!! LOGAN GOT THE COVER!! SEBASTIAN KNIGHT IS GOING HOME!!!
Logan rolls out of the ring quickly as Knight kicks out just after the three count. The bell sounds as Williams points at Logan from inside the ring. The announcer yells Logan's victory over the P.A.. Hank Williams starts up again as Logan makes his way up the ramp. Knight grabs Williams arm inside the ring spinning him around. Knight begins to grabbing at his tights as he yells his disapproval of the decision. Williams shakes his head no repeatedly as Knight mouths obscenities. Knight hammers Williams with a right hand flooring him like a rag doll.
BA: WHAT THE HELL!!! SEBASTIAN KNIGHT JUST HIT THE REFEREE!!!
Mr. D.: I DON'T BLAME HIM!!! JAKE LOGAN JUST CHEATED!!! HE CHEATED HIM OUT OF THE EWA!!!
BA: Oh nevermind that Knight tried the same thing earlier.
Mr. D.: That was different!!
BA: How so?
BA: Sebastian got caught!!!
BA: Turn about is fair play!!! FOLKS WHEN WE RETURN WE'LL HAVE EXTREME ACTION SET TO GO AS WE CONTINUE!!!!....... NEXT!!!!!
Commercial
B.A: Next Ladies and Gentleman we take the EWA to the Extreme with the EWA Extreme Title Match between Dave Deadly and the champion The Chairman.
Mr D: I'm going for the Chairman.
B.A: Why?
Mr. D: Because of the brains behind the Chairman, Miss Wise.
B.A: She is his secretary !
Mr D : Well she can take dictation from me any day.
The arena lights dim as the opening chords of `Here I Am' by Steve Vai blast over the speakers. Pyro's explode and the strobe lights flicker, but there is no sign of Dave Deadly.
B.A : Not another sneak attack of the IPWA.
Mr D : I don't think my heart could take another night like last week.
B.A : If you had one.
Mr D : I resemble that remark.
Suddenly through the curtain, a dumpster is rolled out. The words `Extreme Machine' are painted on the sides of the dumpster and pushing it down to ringside is Dave Deadly wearing his usual sunglasses and waistcoat. As he nears the ring he pulls off his sunglasses and tosses them over his shoulder. He mouths “New Extreme Champ!” to the crowd before jumping up onto the ring apron and grabbing a mic.
Deadly: Hey Chairboy! This is your last chance. Are you gonna hand over that title nicely or do I have to show you some of the toys I brought out here with me!
B.A : Looks like Dave Deadly means business tonight.
Mr D : Either that or with the IPWA on a rampage, he has taken over the cleaning here.
"Bang and Blame" by REM begins to blare throughout the Bateman Centre and the EWA Extreme Champion, The Chairman, accompanied by his "personal assistant", Miss Wise, enters from behind the curtain and begins to make his way to the ring. Pyro's shoot into the air, almost loud enough to drown out the boo's of the crowd. Miss Wise is pulling behind her a small red trailer full of various hardcore items, including several gimmicked chairs, as well as what appears to be a pane of glass, some rope, a bottle of scotch whiskey, a hacksaw and a steel rake amongst other things. Deadly returns to his dumpster as the Chairman makes his entrance and delves into his dumpster and retrieves a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire. Deadly then re-enters the ring while the Chairman reacts to the crowd. Chairman jumps into the ring swinging his custom barb wire chair, but Deadly counters the blow, duelling with Chairman until both men hit each other at the same time, knocking both men down onto the floor.
B.A : What a clash a furniture we had there. Both men are down on the outside of the ring.
Mr D: And right in front of us, now this will be one of my favourite matches tonight. The carnage, the blood and Miss Wise.
Deadly is the first up. He sets up the barbed wire chair, then plants the Chairman with a DDT straight onto it. The Chairman's head bounces on the chair and does not move as blood flows from his forehead. Deadly reaches into his ringside dumpster and pulls out a sledgehammer, then motions to where Chairman lays unconscious,
B.A : I think the Chairman is about to be demoted.
Mr D : Miss Wise can always get a job working under me.
Deadly lines the sledgehammer up against Chairman's head, bringing it down swiftly. But not swiftly enough, Chairman rolls out of the way just in time. The Sledgehammer bounces off the chair and straight into the forehead of Dave Deadly, who falls to the ground.
B.A : A big piece of luck there for the Chairman.
The Chairman scrambles to assemble one chair, then another, and another, and another, so they form a tower of chairs two high and two across. He then grabs the prone Dave Deadly by the back of the neck and drags him up on to the announcers table.
B.A: What is it with wrestlers and announce tables. They ain't cheap.
Mr D : Maybe we should get some repellent.
Smirking at the hostile crowd, he raises Deadly high into the air, jumps off the table, and executes a wicked Tiger Driver through the stack of chairs.
Mr D : R.I.P Mr Deadly.
Chairman stands and rolls Deadly back in the ring and covers.
B.A : 1…2…kick out. Deadly is still in this.
Mr D : But barely with a pulse.
The Chairman rolls over leaning against the turnbuckles, gestures to Miss Wise to pass him something from their trailer of plunder. She pulls out a chair, which is wrapped in some form of material. Miss Wise climbs up onto the ring apron (giving the cameraman a great view!) and passes the chairman his weapon.
B.A: What is the Chairman preparing to do now?
Mr D : I'm in love.
B.A : One of us will call the match.
They share a passionate, blood and sweat soaked kiss, and then Miss Wise pulls out a match and lights the fabric on fire! In the ring now is the flaming chair that the Chairman had promised!
Mr D: This match is going to heat up now.
B.A : You had to say that.
Mr D : Colour Commentary, what do you expect?
The pause from Chairman has given Dave Deadly time to recover. The Chairman turns and walks straight into a spine buster from Deadly, sending the flaming chair to the canvass which puts it out. Chairman stands and Deadly hits a missile dropkick on the Extreme Champion who just misses landing on the smouldering chair. Deadly is pumped and heads to the corner for some high risk action. The Chairman rises and sees what is happening and runs towards Deadly pushing him into the dumpster.
Mr D : The Chairman has cleaned the ring
B.A : Colour Commentary?
Mr D : Stating the obvious.
The Chairman returns to his trailer and grabs the pane of glass he brought with him. The Chairman sets up the pane of glass against the steel steps, and retrieves the helpless Dave Deadly from the dumpster. With a bit of a run up, and with all his might, the Chairman whips Dave Deadly in the direction of the steps. Glass is shattered everywhere and Dave Deadly is writhing in pain.
B.A : Deadly is taking a world of pain here.
Mr D : A shattering experience if you ask me.
The Chairman sensing a victory decides to give the bloodied mess that is Dave Deadly a knock out blow. He picks up his custom barbwire chair and charges towards Deadly with chair raised in the air. Dave Deadly rolls with drop toehold on the Chairman. A sickening thud is heard throughout the arena as the Chairman's head smacks into the chair then lands onto the steel steps.
B.A :Dave Deadly is not out of this yet Folks. Although, the Chairman's attacks have taken a toll on him.
Deadly looks underneath the ring and pulls out a table. Deadly holds his back then slowly sets up the table and points to the fallen Chairman which pops the crowd. Deadly then walks over to his dumpster and gathers some barbwire which he lays on the table. The Chairman uses the steps to rise. Deadly walks over and gives the Chairman a kick to the stomach.
B.A : It looks like a Deadly Bomb is coming up!!!!
Mr D : With added table service, Waiter!
Dave Deadly hits his Deadly Bomb through the table, which disintegrates. Both men are down on the concrete floor. Deadly rises and rolls the stricken Chairman into the ring and follows. As Chairman lays wounded in the centre of the ring, a huge smirk appears across the face of Dave Deadly. He places a steel chair over Chairman's face and heads for the dumpster. Reaching inside he pulls out a hard hat and places it on his head. He reaches in again and pulls out earmuffs and goggles. He puts them on and nods to the crowd.
B.A : What is Dave Deadly going to get now?
Mr D : Well it ain't going to be flowers.
Reaching into the dumpster a final time, he pulls out a pneumatic drill. Miss Wise tries to stand in front of him but Deadly pushes out of the way.
Mr D : Oh No!!!!
B.A : Not the drill?
Mr D : No Miss Wise, I better help her up.
B.A : Sit down and do your job!!!!!
Standing over Chairman's head he turns it on and moves it toward the chair. Suddenly there is a little commotion coming from the fans and out of the blue the source of the disturbance is made apparent.
B. A : It is EWA Extreme Icon J.C. Swinger.
Mr D : And Tina
B.A : He is carry his trademark kendo stick.
Mr D : Catfight, Catfight!!!!!!!
Chairman's resistance gets weaker and weaker and just as the drill is millimetres from his face he kicks Deadly in the groin, dropping him to the floor. On the outside Miss Wise is stunned by Tina's stun gun and lies
motionless on the ground. Dave Deadly and the Chairman have stopped using weapons and are trading rights and lefts without knowing Swinger has just hopped over the guardrail. Dave Deadly gets whipped into the ropes and Swinger lets him have it right in the back of the head with his weapon breaking the stick in two. J.C. roles under the ropes and him and the Chairman starts trading blows, as soon as Chairman gets the upper hand he is taken out by a stun gun shot from Tina. Swinger like a mad man starts putting the boots to the Chairman then he roles out of the ring and gets a steel chair. Once back in the ring Swinger waits until Chairman stands up and as soon as he does Swinger hits him so hard over the head with the chair that Chairman is wearing it around his neck. Dave Deadly is now up and Swinger kicks him in the gut.
B.A : Beverly Hills Number Crunchier !!!!!
Tina hands him a mic as the fans start throwing trash and booing
J.C. Swinger: So this is what you morons call extreme talent? Two losers that don't know their ass from a hole in the ground. Boys this is not over you got only a taste of what I can really do, next time I won't show you any
mercy.
Swinger drops the mic and leaves the ring with Tina as "Sober" by Tool blasts over the sound system as they walk slowly up the ramp. J.C Swinger and Tina stand at the top of the ramp and watch the action in the ring. Chairman pulls himself up. He crawls over and covers Dave Deadly.
B.A : This is it. Chairman is going to use the interference by JC Swinger to win this match.
Mr D: I told you he would win.
B.A : 1…2…3….No Deadly kicked out, Deadly kicked out.
The Chairman signals to the crowd that it is time for THE HOSTILE TAKEOVER!! He drags the crimson Deadly into position, and drapes one of the many chairs scattered around the ring over the face of his opponent. The Chairman then goes to the corner, and, in agonising pain, climbs up each rope into position. Lifted by the boos of the crowd, the Chairman summons all his energy, lifts his arms in the air, and propels himself upwards, then lands his somersault legdrop finisher onto the chair!!!
B.A: Cover 1…
B.A: 2…
B.A: 3…Chairman wins and retains his title.
Chairman stands and notices the fallen Miss Wise on the ground. Chairman rolls out to check on her. He then looks at the top of the ramp and sees a laughing J.C Swinger, who turns and walks behind the curtain. Chairman carries Miss Wise to the back.
B.A : I think Business has picked up for the Chairman in the form of J.C Swinger.
Mr D : And Tina.
(Commercials)
BA: FANS! WE'RE BACK!!
The arena goes dark. Smoke starts filling the arena slowly.
Mr. D: Are we on fire!?
BA: Doubtful. According to the schedule those heinous pack of dogs, the IPWA, are up.
Mr. D: Christ. Bill, I can't promise that I will sit out here through
this. I mean, if I feel in danger, I'm out.
BA: Believe me,You're not the only one.
The psychotron starts to flash violently as piercing static blares through
the speakers. Suddenly everything stops. There is total darkness. No sound.
BA: I have a bad feeling about this.
Mr. D: no doubt. If they are anywhere near me, I'm calling for security.
BA: DO you think they'd be here in time?
The crowd gets anxious. Suddenly music starts playing.
So you say you want to live forever
And you've got all the time to kill
And you're living in a world of darkness
In your own little private hell?
B B O O O O M M ! !
Pyrotechnics explode!
I want to rule this world!
Four cold letters appear on the screen.
I . P . W . A
Max Mancuso and the New Adam pop out from behind the curtain as the crowd erupts with mind flattening boos.
BA: (barely audible) The fans showing their opinions in mass here tonight!
Mr. D: What?
BA: THEY DON?T LIKE THESE GUYS!
Mr. D: Oh. Neither do I.
Mancuso and Adam walk to the ring. Mancuso slides under the bottom rope, and Adam slowly climbs in between the bottom and middle.
BA: Like them or not these guys are impressive.
Mr. D: Impressive!? More like psychotic.
BA: I never said they weren't psycho, I just said that IF they weren't psycho, they'd be impressive.
Mr. D: Well clarify from now on, I thought you might be turning IPWA.
BA: Not as long as there is air in my lungs.
Mancuso leans against the turnbuckle, stretching his back out, as Adam standings with his arms folded in the middle of the ring, like a statue.
BA: Brick's hired thugs are here and waiting.
Mr. D: I hope the Animals know what they are doing.
BA: Me too.
This Means War by Busta Rhymes and Ozzy Osbourne blasts over the PASystem to phenomenal cheers by the crowd. The Animal?s walk out onto the top of The ramp.
THIS MEANS WAR!
Austin signals for the entrance music to be cut. He brings the mic close To his mouth.
BA: Looks like they have something to say
Mr. D: I wouldn't try to rattle these guys cage too much, know what I mean?
BA: Yeah. But the Animals don?t give a damn who they are fighting.
Austin: Last week on Blitz, you beat the hell out of a fellow EWA member and we walked away.
The crowd gets an uneasy stir.
BA: The crowd is a little iffy about that, no questions there.
Mr. D: I would be too. They waked out, plain and simple.
Austin: BUT tonight we rectify that situation when me and my dear brother here (BDA waves politely) ARE GONNA KICK YOUR ASS ALL OVER THE ARENA!!!
BA: Well, if there were any doubts about whose side they are on, it just flew out of the window.
Mr. D: Now I just hope they can back that up.
The crowd cheers lifts the arena. Austin hands the mic back to BDA.
BDA: I have one thing to add! After tonight consider the IPWA EXTINCT!!!
The crowd roars with approval as Austin signals for their music to start again and The Animals walk down to the ring with red and blue strobes flashing around them and pyros blasting off behind them.
Take A Look Inside..
You Can't Run And You Can't Hide..
If You Cross My Path..
I'll Make Sure You Feel My Wraith..
The Animals stand on opposite turnbuckles to each other and raise their fists to the crowd. They get down and stare down their opponents.
BA: Both teams staring each other down.
Mr. D: I'm a little surprised that the IPWA didn't attack them while they were prancing around the ring.
BA: That is a good point, D. BDA will be first in for the Animal?s and Adam is in for IPWA.
Mr. D: BDA should be careful.
BA: I don?t know about that. He is as tough as they come.
BDA goes straight in for the attack, punching Adam in the face. Adam reels backwards, but BDA is relentless and gives Adam a stiff kick to the stomach before dropping him with a ring-rocking body slam.
BA: BDA IS OUT FOR BLOOD!
Mr. D: Keep On Him! Keep On Him!
Adam clutches his back and writhes in pain. BDA bounces off the ropes
BA: A vicious fist drop by BDA!
Mr. D: Take that! HAHA! I love it!
Adam tries to get to his feet, but BDA grabs him by his long, blonde locks, drags him to his corner and tags in Austin!
BA: A quick tag!
Mr. D: Good observation! You completely ignored that fact that BDA is laying it on to the IPWA!
Austin comes into the ring as the ref starts the five count. BDA holds Adam's hands behind him. Austin bounces off the ropes and drop kicks Adam as BDA tosses him backwards with a German Suplex.
BA: DID YOU SEE THAT!
Mr. D: Not so tough without their chairs! The ref forcing BDA out of the ring as Austin stomps away at the German Monster.
As the ref forces BDA out of the ring, Mancuso hops the ropes and chop blocks Austin in the knee. Austin crumbles, holding his knee. The ref turns around as Mancuso exits the ring.
BA: That was Cheap!
Mr. D: Cheap!? It was assault! Call it like it is!
Adam gets to his feet, pulls his hair back into a ponytail, then drags Austin to his feet. Adam taunts Austin before executing a bone-shattering knee-breaker. Austin wails in pain as Adam drags him to the rope, places his leg onto the bottom rope, then starts stomping away at Austin's injured knee.
BA: Adam is trying to cripple this youngster.
Mr. D: Someone do something!
BA: BDA with a wicked clothesline that flattens Adam! Now What!?
Mr. D: It looks like BDA is dragging Austin to his corner!
Adam gets to his feet as the ref warns BDA. Austin, now firmly within arms reach of BDA reaches out and tags as Adam slaps a tag with Mancuso.
BA: BDA IS ON FIRE!
Mr. D: He's trying to break Mancuso's face wide open!
BA: BDA with a huge right!
BDA winds up
BA: And another!
BDA winds up again.
BA: And Another!
BDA winds up, spits in Mancuso's face!
BA: And Another!
Mancuso falls fat on his back. BDA hops on top of him and starts pounding away.
BA: I've never seen BDA this fired up!
Mr. D: Maybe he's trying to prove his claim for the EWA tag belts.
Suddenly Mancuso blocks one of BDA's wicked punched, hooks his arm, and spins on his inside hip, reversing the onslaught into an Arm Bar!
BA: He's going to snap BDA's arm off right here in front of everyone!
Mr. D: And look at Adam! He is almost smiling about it!
Mancuso wrenches on BDA's shoulder and elbow. BDA bellows a "NO!" to the ref. Mancuso gives it one more good wrench before spinning backwards towards BDA's legs.
BA: STF! STF!
Mr. D: This guy is a technician that is for sure! He is taking BDA apart.
Mancuso lets BDA out of the crippling hold. BDA manages to stand up before Mancuso gives him a playful slap in the face. BDA takes a huge swing, but Mancuso ducks, slithers behind BDA, and sinks in a rolling leg lock.
BA: Mancuso trying to incapacitate BDA.
Mr. D: Both of them, did you see what he did to Austin?
BA: He has talent, that is for sure.
Austin slides into the ring, shoving the ref out of the way, and leg drops Mancuso, breaking the hold. Adam charges in to make the save, but Austin counters with a Rolling Boston Crab. BDA makes his way to his feet, shakes off the pain, then grabs Mancuso
BA: Stalling Vertical Suplex!!
Mr. D: Look at that Power!
BA: And Austin is still trying to snap Mancuso in half!
Mr. D: I guess the ref is going to be a little lenient with the EWA guys tonight!
Austin lets Adam out of the Boston Crab, and Adam powders to the outside. Mancuso stands back to his feet, gets another huge right hand by BDA, that spins his around towards Austin.
BA: HURRICARANA!!
MR. D: Awesome Double Teaming by the Animals tonight! They are showing what they are made of here!
BA: Indeed they are. These two IPWA guys might actually have to be the ones wheeled out after this match!
The Animals double-team Mancuso and whip the opponent into the turnbuckle to a sickening "THUD" BDA grabs Austin and whips him in after Mancuso
BA: Super Corner Splash! Did you see the height of that splash!
Mr. D: The Animals brought their "A" game tonight, that is for sure!
The ref forces Austin out of the ring as BDA goes for a leg drop. Mancuso moves and BDA crashes to the mat. Mancuso works his way to his feet as BDA holds his leg in pain. Mancuso takes advantage, and kicks BDA a couple of good times in the thigh, grabs his legs and goes for a figure four.
BA: BDA kicks Mancuso out of the ring! What a counter!
Mr. D: What strength! Despite the pain, BDA sent Mancuso flying out of the ring with one movement!
The opponent spills outside and both BDA and Austin follow. Adam hops off the ring apron and grabs a chair. BDA lures Adam around the corner where Austin is laying in wait. Adam turns the corner?
THWACK!
Austin drop kicks the chair into Adam?s face.
BA: HOW ABOUT THAT FOR A CHANGE!
Mr. D: I wonder how HE liked that chair planted into his kisser?
BA: I think you know the answer to that.
BDA grabs Mancuso and slides him head first into the ring, under the bottom, as Adam starts to stir outside the ring.
BA: BDA with the tag as Adam makes his way into the ring.
The Animal?s execute a double clothesline on both IPWA wrestlers. The crowd erupts!
Mr. D: This Crowd is EWA Country!
BA: What a show of support here tonight!
The ref warns BDA to leave the ring as Adam and Mancuso help each other to their feet. Mancuso grabs the ref, acting as if he cannot stand up.
BA: He's distracting the ref! What a crock!
Mr. D: Well, I wouldn't have put the "R" in that last word!
BA: Censors! We have Censors now!
Adam grabs Austin as Mancuso distracts the referee, spins his around, kicks him in the stomach, and locks in the butterfly lock?
BA: THIS COULD BE THE MOST DEVESTATIN MOVE IN THE INDUSTRY TODAY!
Mr. D: The Butterfly Piledriver!
Austin counters with a back drop that sends Adam flying into the referee.
BA: The Ref is OUT COLD!
Mr. D: It's about to hit the fan!
BDA hops into the ring and all four men start going at it in the center of the ring. Suddenly Mancuso kicks BDA squarely between the legs, grabs him by the head and pants, and sends him flying over the top rope.
BA: Uh oh!
Mr. D: This is trouble!
Suddenly Simon Fury comes out of the crowd armed with a chair! Mancuso grabs Austin from behind as Simon stalks BDA on the outside of the ring. BDA gets to his feet
THWACK!
BDA Falls.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
Fury pummels BDA with his chair!
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!!!
BA: SO Big! So Bad! And they need outside help to win matches!
Mr. D: It?s a disgrace to this business that they are supposedly here to fix!
As Simon beats BDA down on the outside, Mancuso and Adam whip Austin into the ropes and go for a double flapjack
BA: AUSTIN COUNTERS! DOUBLE DDT!!
Mr. D: Oh God!!!
THWACK!
Austin gets flattened with the chair as Simon attacks from behind.
BA: Someone needs to do something. This is just plain wrong.
Mr. D: I hope Mr Flaws has a little trick up his sleeve, or else this is going to get much worse before it gets better.
Simon rushes over to the ref and tries to wake him up. Adam lifts Austin to his feet!
BA: NO! BUTTERFLY PILEDRIVER! THE FOURTH REICH!
Mr. D: .I guess we?d better get some EMTs out here. I think Austin is going to have a little trouble leaving on his own tonight.
As Simon finally wakes the ref, Mancuso grabs Austin's legs
BA: Man Trap! The Cloverleaf! Austin is out cold, and these THREE men are toying with him!
Mr. D: Well don't just sit there, do something!
BA: I wish I could! I wish I could.
Simon drags the ref to the action. The ref looks as Simon, then looks at Mancuso breaking Austin in half with the Man Trap.
BA: It looks like the Ref doesn't want to make the call!
Mr. D: Do you blame him? I mean he's got THREE men in the ring against ONE guy, a dented chair, and an unconcious man on the outside. It's not brain surgery.
Simon grabs the chair and threatens the ref. The ref grabs Austin's arm
and raises it
It drops.
The ref grabs Austin's arm and raises it again
It drops.
The ref looks at Simon, who yells at him while thretening him with the chair, then hesitantly raises Austin's arm again
It drops.
The ref calls for the bell.
Ding Ding Ding.
BA: The Animals were robbed here tonight!
Mr. D: It is a crime! That is what it is! Pure Crime!
Suddenly BDA slides into the ring with a chair of his own?
THWACK!
Simon gets smacked with the chair, sending him flying out of the ring!
THWACK!
Adam gets smashed with the chair, sending him flying over the top rope.
THWACK!
Mancuso gets a third, brutal blow with the chair that sends him to the mat. BDA winds up again, but Adam grabs Mancuso?s foot and drags him out of the ring before the chair crashes into him.
BA: Sweet Irony! BDA Just Took Every One of Those Guys to School! WITH THEIR OWN WEAPON!
Mr. D: The EWA Has had enough! BDA has Had enough! It's time to start fighting Fire with Fire!
BDA checks on Austin as the IPWA regroup and work their way to the back. BDA smacks Austin in the face a couple of times to revive him, then helps him to his feet. Austin shakes the cobwebs from his head, and calls for a mic.
Austin: (Pointing at the IPWA guys. Looking mean) This is just the beginning. Where ever you go, what ever you do, The Animal?s will be coming for you. We are EWA members and WE will clear the EWA of you IPWA rubbish!!!
The IPWA mock the Animals on the stage before departing behind the curtain.
Commercial break
B.A.: WELCOME BACK AGAIN LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!! AND WE HAVE GOT ONE HELLOF A MATCH SET TO GO AS DAMIAN "THE WOLF" SMITH GETS SET TO TAKE ON NOT ONE BUT TWO OTHER COMPETITORS IN A SPECIAL HANDICAP ELIMINATION MATCH; AND I GOT TO SAY THE WOLF'S CHANCES DON'T LOOK TO GOOD!!!!
Mr.D.: I'd have to agree with you on that. Damian Smith doesn't just have to beat one of his opponents he has to beat them both. Whereas Thunder and Blaze obviously just have to beat Smith.
"Of Wolf and Man" by Metallica blast over the P.A. as Mr.D. mutters his last word. Damian Smith walks strides down to the ring with confidence and hops up onto the apron. He wipes his feet before he steps into the ring and pauses a moment to look around at the crowd. I slight look of disgust covers his face briefly then he turns back to the stage awaiting his opponent. The wait is short lived as J.J. Blaze and Johnny Thunder come out from the backstage area together. Thunder's music plays over the sound system as they trek down the ramp. Blaze walks past the stage side step and circles around to the announcers side of the ring while Thunder steps up onto the apron on the stage side. Smith darts for Thunder but Thunder jumps down off the apron. Blaze slides into the ring and rushes Smith from behind hitting across the back of the head. Thunder gets back up onto the apron and takes his place at a turnbuckle awaiting a tag. The bell sounds.
B.A.: This match is off to a quick start as Blaze and Thunder surrounded the ring here. Blaze got the better part of Smith hitting from behind!!!
Mr.D.: Damian Smith may be in for a long night, B.A.!!!
B.A.: That he may be!!!
Blaze repeatedly stomps on Smith near the ropes as Referee Jack Cole makes the break count. Blaze continually stomps Smith, ignoring the ref, and stomps smith completely out onto the floor. Cole shoves Blaze back away from the ropes and begins reading him the riot act for not breaking on command. Outside, Thunder jumps down from the apron while Cole's back is turned. Thunder hammers a forearm shot across the back of Smith as he begins to get up. Thunder rams Smith's head into the apron as he starts to get up again. Thunder rolls Damian into the ring as Cole turns around. Cole runs to the ropes pointing at Thunder down on the floor commanding him to his corner. Thunder flings his arms out as if he had done nothing but help Smith into the ring. Blaze comes in to attack Smith again but Smith brings up a low blow and hammers Blaze in the junk while Cole chastises Thunder.
Mr.D.: OOOOH!!!! THAT'S RUIN YOUR DAY!!!
B.A.: That it will! Can't say I don't blame Smith for going that route!!!
In a match like this I guess you gotta do what you gotta do!!!
Mr.D.: I would.
Smith quickly follows up and hits a high powered Snapmare Suplex on Blaze. Smith grabs the legs of Blaze and quickly administer the Texas Cloverleaf Submission maneuver. Blaze writhes and winces in pain reaching
for the ropes but finds he is to far out of reach. Smith sits hard down to get the submission but Thunder quickly darts into the ring and hammers Smith on the back of the head with a forearm breaking the submission. Cole quickly rushes Thunder shoving and pushing him trying to fight him back to the corner. Blaze, up on his feet, speeds after Smith who has managed back to his feet. Blaze cocks back a haymaker right hand but Smith brings up a boot and kicks Blaze in the crotch again, while Cole's back is turned. Thunder lets out a loud roar of pain as he stopped dead in his tracks bent over grabbing his groin. Cole turns around to the action as Smith hits the X-Factor on Blaze.
Mr.D.: GOOD GOD HE DID IT AGAIN!!! LAY OFF THE NADS SMITH, THAT STARTING TO HURT ME!!!
B.A.: SMITH ATTEMPTS A COVER!!!
Cole: 1...2...3
B.A.: BLAZE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED AND THAT JUST LEAVES THUNDER AND SMITH!!!
Blaze rolls out of the ring with a purple face and falls to the floor hitting face first, unable to stop his impact with his hands being preoccupied. Cole approaches Thunder on the outside of the ring motioning for him to enter. Thunder stares down at his fallen partner and then back at Smith. Smith stands in the middle of the ring in a fighters stance and urges him to bring it on. Thunder gets Cole to make Smith back away a bit as he slowly pus one leg over the second rope and climbs in the ring. Thunder stands backed against the turnbuckles still urging for Cole to back Smith up.
B.A.: Johnny Thunder looking a little reluctant here!!!
Mr.D.: I would be too!!! I want to have kids some day!!!
Thunder makes a steroid jerk roar as he sprints toward Smith attempting a running clothesline. Smith ducks under the outstretched arm and locks in the Crossface Chicken Wing from behind Thunder. Thunder struggles to get free as Smith jerks Thunder around wildly . Thunder screams loudly as Cole steps in and asks for the submission. Smith drops his back to the mat bringing Thunder down with him, wrapping his legs around Thunder. Thunder grabs for the ropes finding he is nowhere near them. Thunder chooses his only alternative and submits to the painful maneuver. Cole bounds off the mat calling for the bell.
B.A.: I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'VE JUST SEEN!!! DAMIAN SMITH JUST BEAT TWO MEN AS HANDILY AS I'VE EVER SEEN!!! JOHNNY THUNDER SUBMITS AND DAMIAN SMITH GAINS THE VICTORY!!!
Smith releases the hold and Thunder rolls out of the ring grabbing his head. Blaze stands, somewhat, on the outside next to Thunder. Smith watches the two men as they limp up the ramp. Smith smiles as Cole raises his hand and "Of Wolf and Man" plays again. A camera follows Thunder and Blaze into the backstage area as they return to their dressing rooms. A singular clap comes from off camera as it follows Blaze and Thunder. The two men stop to see where it comes from. The camera pans left. Simon Fury stands next to Max Mancuso, clapping his hands slowly.
B.A.: What the hell do this bozo's want now!!
Mr.D.: I guess we're gonna find out.
Simon Fury: Really nice match boys. I guess this is the kind of talent we can come to expect from the EWA.
Max Mancuso: Yeah, not only did these two jumps just get beat by one guy they may have even lost in record time.
Johnny Thunder: SCREW YOU!!!!
Simon Fury:......Screw......( points to himself)...me.....no, no,
no......Screw...you!!!
Simon Fury hammers Thunder with a hard right hand sending him back into the steel support beams. Mancuso lands a forearm shot on the back of Blaze knocking him to the concrete floor. Mancuso stomps on Blaze on the ground. Fury scoops up Thunder and body slams him down onto the concrete. Fury begins looking around on the floor and spots a steel pipe and wields it like a baseball bat. Fury slams the pipe down across the ribs of Thunder. Mancuso flips Blaze over onto his back and grabs the feet of Blaze. Mancuso widens Blazes legs as Blaze thrusts his hands out begging Mancuso to stop.
Blaze: NO, NO.....NO...NO
Mancuso stomps his foot hard into Blazes groin and then flings his feet away like a aggravating insect. Fury and Mancuso stand over the two men smiling. They look at each other and slap a high five and walk away laughing and grinning. The camera cuts to B.A. and Mr.D.
B.A.: GOOD GOD!!! DAMN THE IPWA!!! THOSE TWO POOR MAN HAD ALREADY BEEN HUMILIATED AND NOW THEY'VE BEEN DECIMATED!!! THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!!!!!
Mr.D.: Oh man. Poor J.J. Blaze. He's gonna need serious medical attention
B.A.: I'm sure both of them will. This is just sickening!!! Something is gonna have to be done and be done soon!!! I hope.........wait....what's.....Folks I've got word that we have Marcus Allen in the backstage area with Jarod Crow.
The camera cuts to a backstage interview area. A brick wall with a red, white, and blue EWA logo set the stage. Marcus Allen stands microphone in hand with Jarod Crow at his side with; Crow wearing street clothes.
Marcus Allen : I'm here with Jarod Crow. To get his thoughts on the awesome 8-man elimination match at the next Blitz. Now Jarod what can we can we expect from this match, which some sat could determine the future of the EWA itself?
Jarod stands and ponders the question from Marcus. Inset we see a screen shot of Bridge who appears to be watching the interview.
Jarod Crow : Marcus we can .....
Simon Fury bursts into view and unloads a powerful chairshot on Jarod Crow. Sending him crashing into the backdrop. Fury them batters the body of Jarod Crow on the ground with the chair. Marcus Allen is also knocked out of the way.
Simon Fury : Expect some more of this.
Simon Fury takes aim the chair at Jarod Crow's head and raises it high above his head and a demonic laugh is heard from Simon Fury.
Simon Fury : Crow your just another victim of the IPWA...
B.A : My GOD!!!! Jarod Crow is going to be eliminated.
Mr.D : I think its time to write that resume.
Bridge bursts into view and spears Simon Fury. Bridge picks up the chair and looks at Fury. Bridge throws the chair on the ground and picks up Fury. Fury is raised high as Bridge delivers the Dambuster onto the chair. Fury is writhing in pain. Bridge then walks over to Jarod Crow to check on his fellow EWA superstar. Crow wakes and looks at Bridge and pushes him away. Jarod Crow then sees the pain etched into Simon Fury's body and realizes what has happen. Both men stand and look at each other but walk off in opposite directions.
B.A : I think we see an uneasy truce between Bridge and Jarod Crow.
commercial
B.A.: WELCOME BACK LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND WE ARE READY FOR ONE HELL OF A CONTEST AS LIONHEART ATTEMPTS TO GAIN HIS FIRST GOLD AGAINST STEVEN RAGE!!!!
Mr.D.: AN ATTEMPT IS ALL IT'S GOING TO BE I'M SURE!!!
B.A.: Well it should be interesting to see just how prepared Rage is for this match. If you'll recall earlier tonight Rage made his way down to the ring and announced that Lionheart didn't show!! But I have been informed that Lionheart IS here and he's ready to go.
All the lights in the arena go black as "Livin' It Up" by Limp Bizkit blares throughout the entire arena. Golden pyro goes off on the stage and as soon as it ends Steven Rage walks onto the ramp with the EWA TV Title over his shoulder. He walks down the walkway popping his knuckles and stretching his neck moving it side to side. Rage climbs onto the ramp side apron and drops the title to his hand as he climbs to the top a near turnbuckle hoisting the title into the air and climbs back to the apron stepping through the ropes and walking to a far side turnbuckle and raising the title into the air. The entire time the crowd boos Rage. Rage hands the title to the ring announcer and takes his microphone. He walks to the middle of the ring and signals for the music to be cut.
Rage: Well I advised Lionheart to stay home and he refused to heed my words of wisdom! Tonight he will regret showing up in this arena TONIGHT for you fans! I want each and everyone of you to know what I do to him tonight will fall upon your heads....
AC/DC's "Safe in New York" cuts into the commentary by Rage. Lionheart emerges on the stage in his wrestling attire with microphone in hand. The crowd cheers wildly as he paces the stage looking down at his feet. The crowd slowly starts to settle as Lionheart stops and raises the mic to his face. The crowd cheers again and he drops the mic raising a hand asking for silence. The crowd indulges his request as he raises the mic again.
Lionheart: You know Rage all night tonight you've been spouting off about me. You came out here earlier and lied to the people about me not showing. Now your lying to the people about them being responsible for what happens tonight!! On behalf of the people, I'd just like to say..........Would you please SHUT THE HELL UP!!!
Rage throws his mic down and kicks it out of the ring. Lionheart mimics the same on stage and then blitz down tot he ring. Lionheart slides under the rope and Rage is immediately on him stomping him into oblivion. Referee Mark Parker calls for the bell signaling the start of the match. Rage picks Lionheart after one last shot to the kidneys. He muscles Lionheart into the corner and hits a hard back elbow across the jaw of Lionheart. Rage raise his opponents chin and hits another one. Steven grabs a wrist and Irish whips Lionheart across the ring, hard into the opposite turnbuckle. Rage comes in with a running clothesline but Lionheart lifts up a big boot to the face flooring Rage on the mat.
B.A.: Great anticipation on the part of Lionheart and Rage finds himself flat on his back!!!
Lionheart returns the stomps to Rage before picking him up by the head. Lionheart waistlocks Rage lifting him up on his shoulder and drives him down with a Dominator slam. Lionheart quickly darts to the ropes and springboards off for a lionsault like maneuver but Rage thinks quickly and brings his knees up into the midsection of Lionheart as he comes down from the air. Rage springs off the mat and grabs the left leg of Lionheart bringing down a hard elbow on Lionheart's knee.
B.A.: Rage looking to single out the leg of Lionheart!!!
Mr.D: Well not only is Lionheart a six foot eight monster he also fights lucha libre style. Rage is gonna ground him in more ways than one!!!
B.A.: It certainly looks if that may be the case!!!
Rage gets slightly up dropping another elbow across the knee for good measure. Rage regains his feet again and cradles the leg of Lionheart as if attempting to apply a submission maneuver but Lionheart kicks Rage in the face with his free leg gaining separation as Rage stumbles back against the ropes. Lionheart gets up favoring his right leg trying to walk it off turning his back on Rage. Lionheart makes a full circle and is hit with a Charging High Knee as he turns back to Rage. Rage falls on Lionheart for a cover.
B.A.: THIS COULD BE THREE!!!
Referee: 1...2...(kick out)
B.A.: NO!!! LIONHEART KICKS OUT JUST BEFORE THE THREE COUNT!!!
Rage picks up Lionheart and shoulders him against the ropes. Rage goes for the Irish whip but Lionheart manages a reversal. Rage tries to hit a clothesline on the rebound but Lionheart drops to the mat using Rages momentum and locking him in a Roll up Boston Crab. Rage groans in pain as the huge Lionheart sits way back into the submission. Rage uses all his strength to lift his torso off the mat and relieve some pressure. Rage reaches out with one hand finding a bottom rope to break the hold. Lionheart milks the count down to four when Parker forces him to break the hold. Rage rolls out of the ring grabbing his back and walking over to a turnbuckle post leaning against it for breath. Lionheart finishes arguing with Parker and turns to find a missing Rage. Lionheart spot him on the outside and makes his way over to the turnbuckle but Rage grabs Lionheart's feet before he can climb out of the ring and trips him to the mat. Rage pulls Lionheart's legs outside the ring straddling the post. Rage drops the right leg and slams the left knee of Lionheart into the post. Rage does it again and Lionheart grabs his knee, writhing in pain.
B.A.: Rage going back to that methodical offense again, queuing in on that leg, you gotta believe he's settin' Lionheart up for something here!!!
Mr.D: There is always a method to Rage's madness.
Rage grabs both legs of Lionheart again and raps them around the post. Rage hops up on the apron and applies The Figure Four on Lionheart outside the ring and around the post. Lionheart's torso shoot off the mat as he pounds it in pain screaming. Parker rolls out of the ring and starts counting, commanding Rage to break the hold.
B.A.: GOOD GOD RAGE IS TRYING TO BREAK LIONHEART'S LEG!!! HE'S GOT THAT FIGURE FOUR WRAPPED AROUND THE RINGPOST!!!
Parker reaches in and unwraps Rage's legs from Lionheart's. Rage bounces off the floor and starts mouthing Parker as Lionheart rolls around in the ring grabbing his right leg. Lionheart's eye's grow wider and wider as the pain continues to shoot through his knee. Rage crawls back into the ring under the bottom rope and brings down another elbow across the knee. Lionheart drives a desperate punch into the back of Rage's head while he's on the canvass. Rage releases the leg grabbing his head. Lionheart quickly crawls over to a near bottom rope trying to get up but his knee crumbles under the pressure, falling into the nearest corner. Rage goes in. He lifts Lionheart up onto the top turnbuckle. Rage makes his way up to the top with Lionheart and puts Lionheart into the headscissors position.)
B.A.: RAGE, RAGE IS LOOKING FOR THE HEARTBROKEN!!!!
Mr.D.: IT'S ALL OVER IF HE HITS THIS!!!
Lionheart drives a fist into the ribs of Lionheart. Rages nearly falls off the top as Lionheart takes his head from between Rages legs. Lionheart grabs rages hair pulling him down and lands a hard shot to Rage's jaw. Rage falls back of the buckles with a hard impact on the mat. Lionheart tries to stand on the top rope hesitating slightly from the immense pain his leg. Lionheart manages to get extended and leaps from the top hitting a Frog Splash on Rage. Lionheart bounces off Rages body and grabs his leg as the pain becomes almost unbearable. Rage lays on the mat semi-conscious moving his hand every once in a while. Sweat beads off Lionheart's face as the camera gets a close up shot of him groaning as he holds his knee.
B.A.: FROGSPLASH!!! FROGSPLASH!! BUT LIONHEART CAN'T MAKE THE COVER!! THE DAMAGE HAS BEEN DONE!!!!
Mr.D.: C'MON RAGE!!!! GET UP BEFORE HE GETS THE COVER!!!!
The two men lay on opposite sides of the ring and roll to a bottom rope. They both use the ropes to aid them up with Lionheart getting up last. Rage wobbles a little bit when he spies Lionheart. Rage rushes in. Lionheart takes a few steps forward and leaps into the air coming down on top of Rage's shoulders attempting a Hurricanranna but Rage drops Lionheart with Powerbomb. Rage drops the left leg and torques Lionheart into an AnkleLock.
B.A.: RAGE HAS THE ANKLE LOCK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! THAT'S THE MOVE HE WAS LOOKING FOR!!!!
Mr.D: IT'S ALL OVER
Lionheart's screams deafen the crowd as he lefts his torso off the mat. Slowly Lionheart's puts hand over hand crawling to the ropes. Lionheart collapses just out of reach. He raises his chest off the mat again and reaches long a finger just brushes the rope when Rage pulls Lionheart back to the middle of the ring still holding onto the ankle. Rage jerks time after time on the ankle as Parker continues to ask Lionheart. Lionheart shakes his head "yes" and pounds the mat in submission. Rage jerks the ankle again a few times as the bell rings. Parker gets Rage to drop the hold as he hands the T.V. Title to Rage. Lionheart rolls around the ring holding his knee his face red from screaming. Rage lifts belt up and jerks his hand away from the ref as Parker attempts to raise his arm. Rage walks over to Lionheart. Rage wipes the sweat from his brow and flings it on
Lionheart.
B.A.: RAGE RETAINS THE TITLE!!! LIONHEART GAVE IT ALL HE'S GOT BUT RAGE DID TO MUCH DAMAGE TO THAT LEG!!!
Mr.D: You see....There is............A method to the madness!!!!
B.A.: WHAT AN EXCITING MATCHUP AND FOLKS...WE GOT MORE!!!!
( camera cuts to commercial)
BA: What a match!
Mr. D: What a night!
BA: Yeah, good point. IPWA attacks. 2 Titles successfully defended. It has been exciting.
The lights go dark again. Smoke starts filling the already smoky arena.
BA: Here we go again!
Mr. D: The sinister madman behind this whole thing!
BA: The Devil himself.
Suddenly music starts blaring.
You never find the time
You never find the fucking place
I?m a bad mother fucker
Who lives it everyday
You never find the time
You?ll never look me in the face
I?m a timebomb!
B B O O O O M M!!
Rick the Brick clombers out from behind the curtain. The crowd once again erupts in boos.
BA: (Barey audible) You can almost FEEL the hatred!
Mr. D: Or just hear it.
BA: Don?t get smart, I hear Brick is STILL for hire.
Mr. D: Okay. I?m done.
Brick makes his way to the ring, and steps OVER the top rope.
BA: Look At The Size Of This Man!!
Mr. D: God I wish he were on our side.
Brick folds his arms and waits?but not for long.
Metallica: BOOM!!!
"Enter Sandman" explodes over the p.a. as the crowd rise to their feet screaming and cheering at immeasurable decibels.
BA: (Even more barely audible) HERE HE IS! YOUR EWA WORLD CHAMPION!!
Mr. D: And the Man who is going to end this horrible thing TONIGHT!
Truck Maloy comes out from behind the curtain and walks down the highway lighted ramp.The silver sparks from the pyro on each side of the ramp bounce off of Truck Maloy's bulging biceps. An intense anger and hatred boils on his face. His beat up cowboy hat is pulled down over his eyes to hide the fresh new scar on his
forehead.
BA: Looks like Truck has plenty of reason to remember this man!
Mr. D: Scars NEVER heal, they always just remind.
BA: That isnt necessarily a good thing here tonight.
Mr. D: The worse the better, at least for the EWA.
Truck walks around the ring to the timekeepers table and removes the EWA World Title belt from his waste and motions for the time keeper to get out of his seat. The timekeeper does as commanded and Truck rests the
belt across the vacant chair.
BA: That is what it is all about right there! The EWA championship!
Mr. D: Something that Brick will never get a shot at.
BA: At least not tonight!
Truck removes his cowboy hat and places it on top of the belt. He points a finger at the time keeper and then the hat and belt seemingly telling him not to touch them. The time keeper retrieves another chair and sits on the other side of the bell.
Mr. D: His two prized possessions, the EWA Belt and his cowboy hat.
BA: Well it takes all kinds. I certainly won?t be the one that tells him whether he is wrong or not.
Truck stalks around the ring gazing at Brick never taking an eye off him. The referee continually motions for Truck to enter but he just continues walking around the ring.
BA: What is he doing!?
Mr. D: I don't know. A little discretion?
BA: Possibly. He?s probably trying to talk himself out of actually KILLING this monster.
Truck finally stops at the stage side ring steps and slowly takes each step watching Brick. The champion makes his way to the last step and up onto the apron and hesitantly steps in. The referee turns and calls for
the bell.
BA: Fans! I hope you are ready! All hell is about to break loose!
Mr. D: I'm moving back away from this!
BA: SIT DOWN! If I have to sit here, so do you.
Truck goes straight at Brick, punching the bigger man. Brick seemingly brushes off the attacks, until Truck kicks Brick in the stomach, doubling over the big man.
BA: UPPERCUT BY TRUCK! BRICK IS REELING!
Mr. D: Has Brick ever been knocked down?
BA: Not that I can remember!
Brick swaggers back and forth after that vicious uppercut. Truck bounces off the rope and lays into Brick with a HUGE clothesline! Brick still doesn?t fall, but swings his arms wildly trying to regain his balance.
BA: TRUCK JUST GRABBED BRICK BY THE THROAT! He's Choking the life out of him!
Mr. D: This isn?t the EWA Champion we're seeing! This is some sort of vengeful Angel of Death!
The ref starts counting to five. Truck breaks at Four and starts choking him again. The ref starts counting again, and Truck breaks at four again.
BA: Be careful! A DQ wouldn't bode well for the champ, at least not tonight!
Mr. D: I disagree! I think it is exactly what he needs to do, get DQ'd send this monster to the hospital!
Brick clasps his throat and gasps for breath. Truck rakes his eyes and sends a flurry of vicious punches to Brick's head. Brick falls back into the ropes, and gets flattened by a huge clothesline as he bounces off!
BA: OH MY GOD! BRICK IS DOWN! BRICK IS DOWN! THE EWA CHAMP HAS DONE IT!
Mr. D: He hasn?t won yet, calm down.
BA: Truck isolating Rick's back.
Truck lays into Brick's massive back with a few stern kicks. Brick tries to wave the aggressive Truck off, but Truck continues with a few stiff stomps.
BA: Brick is on the proverbial ropes here. I don?t think he expected that at all.
Mr. D: I don?t think anyone did.
Truck elbow drops Brick on the back, sinking in an STF.
BA: Can he hold on!? Brick is too huge to stay locked into that move!
Mr. D: It doesn't matter to Truck, at least not right now. He's out to hurt and maim this man.
Brick flexes his back and Truck loses his grip. Both men stand to their feet. Truck charges in, but Brick catches him by the head with an Iron Claw! Brick smiles as he squeezes.
BA: Brick's hands almost engulf Truck's whole head!
Mr. D: Brick might not have expected this onslaught, but Truck wasn't expecting to have his brain squeezed out from his nose either.
Brick lets go, and connects with a skull-numbing headbutt. Truck falters backwards momentarily, then charges again. Brick moves to the side and raises his massive arm. Truck crashes into the clothesline, and flips from
the impact.
BA: Good God!
Mr. D: He had nothing to do with that.
Brick stomps away on Truck as he tries to get to his feet. Truck pulls himself to his feet by the ropes as Brick stalks him. Brick sneaks in and applies a constricting bear hug.
BA: Brick is trying to squeeze the life out of this man!
Mr. D: First his brains and now his life!? Brick is sick.
BA: Sick doesn?t even begin to describe it!
Brick laughs as he really starts to apply pressure to the small of Truck's back. Suddenly Brick explodes into a flurry of head butts to Truck's skull.
Again
And again
And again
Brick watches Truck?s face contort with agony, and applies more pressure.
BA: This isn?t good for the champ, I can guarantee you that.
Mr. D: I didn?t agree with him accepting this match anyway.
Suddenly Truck comes to life and caps Brick?s ears. Brick releases the over-powering bear hug and Truck takes advantage with a Side Russian Leg Sweep. Brick bounces to his feet?
BA: Running Lariat! Brick is staggering again!
Mr. D: And Another Running Lariat!
BA: Brick WILL NOT go down!
Truck starts to pummel away at Brick?s skull with huge right hands, dictating him into the corner.
BA: Shoulder Block!
Mr. D: Truck using his thickness to his advantage. He?s built like a wrecking ball.
BA: And that wrecking ball just slammed into the Brick!
Truck repeatedly slams his shoulder into Brick?s massive chest, takes a step back and administers as few numbing chops, then signals to the fans?
BA: He?s climbing the turnbuckle!
Mr. D: Listen to the fans as Truck pounds away!
Crowd: ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Truck leaps off the turnbuckle and crashes a lethal bionic elbow into Brick's cranium. Brick falls to a knee.
BA: ALL THAT AND HE STILL WON?T FALL!
Mr. D: I don?t think that is a good way to determine who is winning! I mean look at Brick?s eye, they are glazed over!
Truck takes advantage of Brick?s confusion and goes for the Traffic Jam, but Brick blocks it and tosses Truck across the ring.
BA: It?s Too Early! Much too early! Brick isn?t going to go out like that, there is too much on the line!
Mr. D: But you can?t blame him for trying.
BA: No you can?t.
Both men work their way to their feet. Truck charges the moment Brick manages to get to his feet, but Brick catches Truck out of the corner of his eye?
BA: SIDE SLAM! SIDE SLAM! 300 PLUS POUNDS JUST CRASHED INTO TRUCK?S CHEST CAVITY!
Mr. D: That Will knock the wind out of anyone!
Both men are down. Brick starts to stir as Truck lays gasping for air. Brick seizes the opportunity and bounces off the ropes.
BA: BIG SPLASH!
Mr. D: NO! TRUCK MOVED! He somehow found enough energy to avoid certain defeat! What a man!
Both men work their way to their feet. Truck shakes the cobwebs from his head and starts to lay into Brick with those vicious punches. Brick shoves Truck away, but Truck bounces off the ropes and lays into Brick again.
BA: Brick looks almost punch drunk!
Mr. D: I'd keep an eye on the crowd if I were Truck, we?ve already seen there are strength in numbers with these guys.
Brick tries to walk away to recollect himself, but Truck follows, grabbing Brick by the back of the head and slamming it into the turnbuckle.
BA: BRICK IS BLEEDING!
Mr. D: All those punches have finally taken their toll.
BA: AND TRUCK ISN?T LETTING UP!
Truck slams Brick?s head into the corner again, spins his around, delivers a stiff kick to the stomach, and underhooks Bricks trunk-like arms.
BA: OVERDRIVE! OVERDRIVE! NO!
Brick counters with a backdrop before crumbling into the corner for a breather. Truck holds his back from the height of the fall, but still manages his way to his feet, and goes right back after Brick, who is still resting in the corner
BA: There is absolutely NO quit in this man!
Mr. D: Truck is as tough as they come, that is for sure.
BA: And he is against all odds. He is outweighed, over-shadowed, and under-sized compared to this beast! Bit Truck is clearly the aggressor!
Mr. D: And that is why he is the EWA world?s champion!
Truck places a few kicks to Brick?s stomach t lure him out of the corner, the underhooks both arms again!
BA: HE GOT IT! OVERDRIVE! HE DID IT THIS TIME!
Mr. D: Amazing! Simply Amazing!
Truck immediately slides into position for Transmission, then sinks it in!
BA: TRANSMISSION! THIS ONE IS ABOUT TO BE OVER! MASSIVE OR NOT, BRICK CANNOT WITHSTAND THIS MOVE FOR LONG!
Mr. D: Welcome back to the EWA Brick! Welcome back!
Suddenly the crowd starts to stir. The ref notices the commotion and slides out of the ring as Brick starts tapping.
BA: He? S TAPPING! Brick IS TAPPING AND THE REF IS OUT OF POSITION!
Mr. D: But Look At What Is Going On!
Simon Fury, the New Adam, and Max Mancuso run out from behind the curtain.
THWACK!
Fury lays into Truck with the chair. Truck releases the hold.
THWACK!
Another chair shot levels Truck. Adam picks him up and holds him as Mancuso, Fury, and the rejuvenated Brick all pound away mercilessly.
BA: Not again! Not Now!
Mr. D: Truck had the monster tapping!
BA: This is a shame! These dogs are two-faced, vicious criminals!
Another commotion comes over arena, as it appears as if someone is moving fast through the crowd. From behind the commentary table comes Leviathan, which shocks and surprises Mr.D and Bill.
BA: That is Leviathan!
Mr. D: EWA to the rescue!
BA: It?s about time!
Leviathan pushes the ring announcer off his chair and picks up another. He then walks to the ring and watches what is happening. Everybody in the ring is oblivious of his coming.
BA: And no one has a clue that he is behind them! They are too busy tearing Truck to pieces!
Mr. D: Ignorance is bliss my friend! Ignorance is bliss.
Leviathan has a chair in either hand and slowly walks up the stairs. Rick the Brick is unloading rights on Mac Malloy as Adam holds him helplessly. Malloy is slowly collasping, but Adam continues to jerk him to his feet.
BA: HE IS HUGE! HE ALMOST DWARFS BRICK!
Mr. D: I GUESS FLAWS HAS A NEW SPADE IN HIS DECK!
BA: MONEY IS POWER! FLAWS HAS HIRED HIMSELF A NEW HITMAN!
Suddenly President Flaws, dressed in Referee attire appears on the ramp, shaking his head, realising that Rick is destroying the EWA champion.
BA: And look who is here!
Mr. D: I heard he was sent to the hospital!
BA: Well he is back and he is here NOW!
Flaws motions to Leviathan to attack Brick who has picked up Mac Malloy and placed him he the piledriver position.
BA: HERE WE GO! CLASH OF THE TITANS!
Mr. D: The First Twelve rows of fans should back away, this could get ugly!
Leviathan Charges and spears Brick while still holding both chairs. Brick topples over, crashing onto the mat. Leviathan plants a chair to both Mancuso and Fury?s heads, dropping them like flies. President Flaws runs to the ring as Leviathan unceremoniously tosses Adam from the ring.
BA: FLAWS IS COMIGN TO THE RING!
Mr. D: He is the referee, at least the scheduled one!
Leviathan chases the Fury, Mancuso, and Adam from the ring area. Truck somehow manages to roll an arm onto the motionless Brick. Flaws slides into position.
Flaws: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Mac Malloy rolls off to the corner as the crowd erupts.
BA: TRUCK HAS WON! TRUCK HAS WON! THE IPWA HAS LOST TONIGHT!
Mr. D: Damn the IPWA! I work for the EWA and the EWA just leveled the playing field!
Brick gets to his hands and knees. Leviathan charges back into the ring and brings down both chairs on Brick. One hits his head and the other his back. Brick hits the canvass but tries to get up again. This is met with Leviathan crashing the chairs on Bricks head like cymbals.
BA: Sweet redemption!
Mr. D: The tides are turning here tonight!
Brick is finally allowed to stand but has not seen Leviathan yet, who is standing behind him. Leviathan grabs Brick and lands a reverse DDT on to a chair. Brick is motionless.
BA: Leviathan is not finished! He picks up Brick and places him onto the top rope and gets in position for the Depth Charge!!!
Mr. D: Brick is being destoryed!
Levaiathan slowly lifts the big frame of Brick and hits the Depth Charge. Brick is out and laying motionless. The IPWA members finally charge back into the ring to help their boss, but look scared to enter the ring as Leviathan is standing in the middle with President Flaws holding up Mac Malloy's arm.
BA: THE IPWA Doesn?t know what to do with this MONSTER!
Mr. D: We have a monster they have a monster! HOW DO YOU LIKE A FAIR FIGHT, GUYS!?
At this point Jarod Crow, Bridge and Ty Lomax attack the IPWA from behind. Bridge rolls The New Adam in the ring
BA: Mac Malloy gets revenge as he puts him in the Transmission!!!!
Mr. D: Would you look at this!?
BA: THE EWA IS OUT IN FULL FORCE!
On the outside Jarod Crow delivers the Sins of the many to Simon Fury. Ty Lomax delivers Manusco to Leviathan in the ring. Leviathan picks up Manusco and hits a running power bomb on the carcass of Rick the
Brick.
BA: TONIGHT IS OUR INDEPENDENCE DAY! TONIGHT IS OUR TURNING POINT! TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT WHEN WE RECLAIMED SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT!
President Flaws is now in the face of Rick the Brick who is slowly waking and realises his IPWA members have been decimated as their bodies are scattered in and around the ring. Flaws leaves the ring as Brick pushes off Manusco and staggers to his feet holding the back of his head.
Mr. D: Where are your troops now!?
BA: Almost dead to the world! Rick the Brick and the IPWA have just walked into a hornet?s nest!
Camera leaves with Flaws holding up Leviathan's arms and the other EWA stars
standing telling the IPWA members to come get some.
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