EGWA Monday Night
Crown of Thorns Title- Kyle Krow vs. Shawn ‘HAZ’ Risked
"Gangstah, Gangstah" by NWA starts up, as Kyle Krow starts up the back. He holds up his Crown of Thorns title up in the air, as the fans cheer him on. He wraps it around his shoulder, and continues his journey down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and spins around with the title in the air. He gives it to the referee, as he waits on.**
**”Just like this” by Limp Bizkit tunes up, and Shawn ‘HAZ’ Risked makes his way into the arena. The audience seems to get on the booing side of this man, as Risked continues his way down the aisle. He slides into the ring, and adjusts his attire, as him and Crimson stare each other down…The bell rings**
Rether: Here we go it's the Crown of Thorns title on the line, Kyle Krow defending against Shawn "HAZ" Risked...
White: I really don't care who takes it here, I hope these two punks just beat the bloody hell out of one another!
Rether: Krow and Risked have been back and forth all week and this looks like it's going to be great!!!
White: Let's get this bitch on!!!
Rether: Krow and Risked circle one another in the ring, Krow charges Risked, Risked ducks a clothesline, and sends Krow into the corner, and is now landing lefts and right. Risked allows a clean break for some strange reason?!?!?
White: I don't know what this boy's problem is but if he wants the title he's gotta stay on him...
Rether: The combatants circle around once again, then they tie up, knee to the gut of Krow by Risked, staying on the offense. Risked backing him up into the corner once again, but this time, not allowing the clean break, as he lands some solid shoulder shots into the gut!
White: Atta boy, he better stay on him if he wants to become a champion in the EGWA!!
Rether: Risked with a arm drag out of the corner, staying on the arm with a fujiwara arm bar, and Krow is writhing in pain on the mat!
White: Snap that arm in half!
Rether: Krow into the ropes, and the ref is ordering the break. Risked outside, getting a chair, then picking up Krow by his hair. Risked with the irish whip, Risked ducks his head, and Krow with a DDT onto the steel chair!
White: Damn, I thought Risked had that for a minute, but the screwing around might have cost him this match...
Rether: Krow with the cover...1.………2………Kickout by Risked, a narrow escape from the pinfall, almost retaining the title!
CW - What the hell is Kyle Krow doing right now? Uh-oh! He's coming our way! Ahh! Let go of my headset Krow!!
Krow - Mike man, look at what I'm doin to dis bitch right here. He ain't nuttin! Gimme Tito Mike...
*Mike hands Krow his pizza cutter and Krow drops the headset.*
CW - Why does he always pick on me?
MR - Cause you suck. Anyway, Krow calls this pizza cutter that he has right now "Tito".
*Fans chant "Tito, Tito, Tito, Tito!*
CW - I guess these fans know who "Tito" is! Oh my god no...Kyle Krow has got
Shawn Risked in one hand and Tito in his other! This is disgusting!! Kyle
Krow is slicing HAZ's forehead open like a piece of pizza!!!
MR - And Shawn Risked is now a bloody mess! An elbow by Shawn though, there'stwo, third time a charm! Krow drops Tito and HAZ Haz got it! Ha!
CW - THERE'S NOTHING FUNNY ABOUT THAT! SHAWN RISKED JUST CUT KROW’S CHEEK TO CHEEK!!!! LOOK AT ALL THIS BLOOD!! NOW HAZ IS GETTING KROW ACROSS THE FOREHEAD!!!! MY LORD!!!!!
Mike: OH MAN!!! Risked is cut wide open courtesy of that pizza cutter!!! Krow picks up HAZ now, and he rolls him back into the ring, as he slides in himself!
White: One of these two needs to pick this pace up and end it quick, before the other takes advantage of the other's mistakes and puts it away!
Rether: That's a great point! Krow is taking him up to the top rope, look in for a superplex, blocked twice by Risked and Risked with a superplex to the CONCRETE floor!
White: That's what I am talking about!
Rether: Risked goes for the pin on the floor, count by the referee, 1.……2……...kickout just barely by Kyle Krow!
White: That vicious instinct that I just love!
Rether: Now Risked is on top of the guard rail, and he is setting up Krow for frankensteiner off the rail, he's on his shoulders, and a SIT OUT POWERBOMB by KYLE KROW!!! Cover!!! 1……….2…………...3! Krow retains!!! Krow retains his Crown of Thorns Championship!!!
White: I couldn’t say this match was brutal for a title like Krow was defending, but it was still one damn good match!! Maybe Krow can be a good champion, after all.
Mike: You’re right about that one! Folks, we have an awesome, unique matchup next on the card, where the “Desert Storm” match will return to the EGWA since we last saw it at Nightmares and Dreamscapes. This will be between Will Storm and James Steele, where Storm came out not only on top, but with an end to Steele’s career! This will be one brutal match, I can promise you that! We’re going to hit a commercial break, but be right back with us, to see a great matchup up next!
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Mike: We’re back, and we’re set for an incredible matchup! Let’s take you backstage, where we are going to get a word with the creator of this sort of match, and a wrestler participating in it in just a minute! Trey Reed is backstage, standing by with Richard Thorton!!
**As “Gangstah, Gangstah” plays in the arena and Krow walks out, we are taken into the back, as Richard Thorton stands with Trey Reed, looking into the camera. He turns towards Reed, and begins to question him.**
Richard Thorton: Thank you Mike, thank you Clint. I’m here with Trey Reed, the inventor of the Desert Storm match, who will be participating in one in just a moment. Trey, how do you feel going into this matchup, where you could be putting your career on the line?
Trey Reed: Isn’t that what wrestling is about? Aren’t wrestlers supposed to be risking their lives in any sort of match, from the beginning of their career? I don’t know, but that’s what I’m about. I am the master of the “Desert Storm” match, Richard, and there isn’t any kind of way you’ll see me leaving here without a win.
Thorton: What are your thoughts on Damien Simons, your opponent?
Reed: Simons is a great wrestler, and I have a past with him, from NEW. The continuation moves into the EGWA, and now, it’s the time to end his career. You may see me in the hospital, hell you probably will see me in the hospital! But when it’s all said and done, the EGWA’s ladies man, Trey Reed, will continue his success in the sport of wrestling!
**With that, Reed leaves Thorton, and makes his way towards the ring.**
“Desert Storm Match” – Trey Reed vs. Damien Simons
("Aneurysm" by Nirvana starts up, and Damien Simons walks out with a solemn look on his face. He holds up a rifle he brought with him and gets into the sandy ring awaiting Reed.)
Clint: Look at the goodies he’s brought!
Mike: HE’S GOT A RIFLE!!! He also brings a bag of tacks and a kendo stick! A
bullrope is hanging over his neck!
(“Loose” by Prime55 begins over an empty arena except for medics, a ref, and
cameramen. Trey Reed steps out from an entranceway, and then it is boarded
back up right behind him. He has brought a couple trashcans, a giant roll of
barbwire, a container of salt, a few chairs, a ladder, and a stack of what
seems to be 8 tables all in a giant crane.)
Mike: In old EGWA days, Matt “TEI” Reed brought out his goodies in a crane!
Clint: You have a good memory *cough cough* loser! *cough cough*
Mike: Thanks, hey you all right? That cough sounds serious!
Clint: Fine.
Mike: Well, lets get to action…There are 8 rings combined into one and it’s
filled with COMPLETELY with sand, which is full of landmines, cacti, and
other things reminding you of the desert. We haven’t had one of these
matches in awhile, but these are definitely violent! And to be sure, tonight
’s match will be one of the most violent ones of all!
Clint: Trey Reed is a professional at this type of match! He even says it’s
his trademark!
Mike: He CLAIMS it’s his trademark! Well, Trey now jumps into the ring with
Simons and here we go! They’re throwing fists like crazy! They fall out of
the ring! On the concrete back and forth with fists of fury! Damien gets an
advantage with a low kick! He brings Trey up with him and Ooo! DDT onto the
concrete! Damien now grabs a trashcan from the crane, WHAM! He dents the
thing in half over Trey’s head!
Clint: Duh, that’s what happens when you’re hit with a trashcan. Damien
grabs a chair and whacks Trey over the head with it! He now sets up the
chair and drags Trey over, and then he slams Reed’s face into the chair!
Mike: Oh! Reed’s busted open now! And Damien is going for a table!! He
throws it into the ring, and now brings Trey into the ring. He’s got the
table set up now! But Trey’s getting up! Oh! Damien just took a shot with a
Kendo stick onto him! Now he puts Trey on the table, and he’s going up!
Clint: Damien up top?!?
Mike: Trey jumps off the table with the cane in his hand, oh! HE HITS DAMIEN
WITH THE CANE IN THE HEAD IN THE AIR AND DAMIEN GOES FLYING THROUGH THE ABLE!!! My god! Wait a second, you hear that Clint?!?
Clint: I hear it, but what is it?!?
Mike: It’s the time limit! One minute left until a five minute mark is eached, and a swarm of vultures are released!
Clint: That should make things…Interesting…
Mike: Right now both men are down trying to get their second winds…Trey sits p, and Damien rolls over, now his face is in the sand! Wait, Trey jumps up st like that, he runs over and hops onto the top turnbuckle, and a uillotine legdrop onto the back of Damien’s neck! Damien’s face is just lanted into the sand! Wait, oh no! Trey sees a cactus!
Clint: Irish Whip! Yes! Yes!
Mike: Damien goes right into the cactus! Ohhh! The cactus needles and still
sticking out from his back! Blood goes all over the sand! Now Trey’s going
out to where the crate dumped everything! OMG! He’s got the container of
salt! He’s going towards Damien, oh god no! Please no!!!
Clint: HOLY SHIT! Oh my f---
Mike: Trey Reed just poured salt all over the bloody back of Simons!
AHHHHHH! Damien is rolling around in pain! Oh my god!!!
Crowd: *From inside other arena* HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Mike: Damien just rolled over a mine!
Clint: DAMIEN SIMONS JUST ROLLED OVER A MINE!!!
Mike: He and Trey were blown out of the ring and the vultures are now
released! Oh no! The vultures have two bloody preys! My god! They could be
dead by now already! Oh! The vultures are starting to pick at Damien! Wait!
Simons has a chair! He just swatted two vultures!
Clint: Killing two birds with one chair! Heheh!
Mike: Now Damien’s back up, and he just grabbed a vulture by it’s neck! He
goes over towards Trey, oh! He just smacked Trey across the face with it!
Now he’s beating him down with the Vulture!!! Oh no! Here comes a swarm of
Vultures! Wait, Damien has the rifle! He’s shooting down the vultures!
Clint: Ahahahahahahahah! Yes! This is entertainment!
Mike: Trey grabs the rifle! He hits Damien over the head with it! Now he
brings Simons over to the crane! Irish whip, wait! Damien reverses and Trey
goes straight into the metal! Damien now jumps into the crane!
Clint: What the hell?!?
Mike: Damien has got the crane moving! He picks up Trey! Now he’s lifting
the crane up! Oh my…
Clint: Trey’s up at least 40 feet!
Mike: Damien just stops the crane where it is, what’s he going to do?
Clint: He’s getting out and he’s…Setting up tables! This is gonna be
crazy!!!
Mike: One table after the next…He’s already got three! Now he’s got a
ladder! He’s standing on the ladder and setting up more and more tables! My
god! He’s got six tables set up!!!
Clint: SIX TABLES??!!??
Mike: Now he’s going back to the crane, what is he going to do!
Clint: Oh no, Mike…He’s…He’s moving Trey Reed right above the tables! HE’S
MOVING TREY REED ABOVE THE TABLES!!!
Mike: Don’t do this Rick! Don’t do this! Trey can’t do anything about it! He
’s stuck! Rick is slowly releasing the crane, this is going to end Trey’s
career! I can’t watch!
Clint: Damien runs over and gets on top of the ladder to watch and get the
pin afterwards!
Mike: Oh no, there Trey goes, he’s falling and falling, no one can do
anything about it! Get the medics over there now! He‘s just…fallllllling…
(Mike soon faints from the falling…Clint manages to peak a look through his
covered eyes)
Clint: Trey just countered! Trey just grabbed Damien from the ladder and
took him through the tables with him! Trey went straight through those
tables though…Like they were crackers an elephant sat on! Trey smacks into
the concrete and nothing BUT the concrete! Blood pours through his head, oh!
I’m getting sick…
(Clint hurls into a bucket, soon taken away by a member of Security, as well
as the bucket. Mike is first revived though by the nasty smell of the
vomit.)
Mike: what happened? Damien and Trey are both in pools of blood, oh man,
they are just soaked…This is sick…Damien lays a hand over Trey Reed and the
ref counts…1…2…3! That’s the FIRST pinfall! Remember, Desert Storm matches
are fought under a first 2 of 3 pinfalls match! There’s only been eight
minutes in this match, and these guys have already taken each other to the
limit! Both are just resting, Trey may soon run out of blood, and Damien may
be infected by the sand and salt poured into his wounds. While they’re
getting up, I want to see a replay of what happened during the fall, cause I
’m, well, “clueless” right now!
(The EGWA screen shows a replay of the fall where Trey grabs Damien and does
an X-factor styled move through six tables but ends up crashing head first
onto the concrete himself.)
Mike: What!?!? Oh my! And they’re still breathing??? Wow! These two are athletes! But they haven’t gotten up for over a minute, in fact, nearly two minutes now, oh wait, oh no! I know what this means! The bulls! Get up guys! Get up quick! Yes! Damien’s listening! Simons is making it to his feet! He’s the toughest SOB I know! He’s picking up Trey with him, and they’re going back to the ring! There’s ten seconds left till the bulls are released!
Crowd: 10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!
Mike: There go the bulls! They are wild and they’re stampeding towards Trey and Damien! Damien throws Trey in front of him! AHHH! Trey is run over by the stampeding group! Damien’s running for his life! He’s trying to make his way through the mine field! He finally realizes this and jumps out of the ring and over the guardrail towards the top of the arena! Trey is now stuck by himself with 5 raging bulls, Damien has deserted. Trey is now finally lifting himself up, and the bulls notice him! Run Trey run for your damn life!
(A security guard assists Clint back to his seat, who now looks a lot less
pale)
Mike: Glad to see you’ve returned…
Clint: Glad to see you’ve woken up…
Mike: The bulls have been released Clint! The bulls are running wild!
Clint: Where the hell is Damien?!?
Mike: I figure towards the top of the arena…Hiding.
Clint: Where’s Trey?
Mike: Being chased by the bulls, he’s running through the landmine field
now!
Clint: Oh my god!
Mike: TREY JUST RAN OVER A MINE AND WAS SENT FIFTEEN FEET FORWARD OUT OF THE
RING AND OVER THE GUARDRAIL INTO A PILE OF EMPTY CHAIRS!!!
Clint: He almost made it through too…
Mike: Trey gets back up! He’s not thinking about the pain, he’s just
running! He’s running at top speed after Damien! This is crazy! He’s in a
sort of Rage mode! He has almost made it to the very top, now he’s gotten up
on a catwalk in the balconys! He looks to the rafters, there’s Damien
looking the other way!
Clint: Without hesitation Reed jumps onto the rafter and charges towards
Simons!
Mike: Damien turns right into a spear by Trey! Holy shhh---*cut-off*
Clint: The rafter bends down!
Mike: The rafter breaks in the middle and Trey and Damien are barely hanging
up EIGHTY FEET from the closest thing…A landmine field full of bulls!
Clint: Trey swings at Damien and hits him with a knife-edge chop!
Crowd: Whooo!
Mike: Simons retaliates with one of his own on Reed!
Crowd: Whooo!
Clint: Now Reed kicks a few times at Simons!
Mike: And Damien does the same thing to Trey!
Clint: These guys are idiots! They hate each other so much they don’t care if they kill themselves trying to kill the other one!
Mike: This may be the one time I agree with you Clint…
Clint: Shut-up!
Mike: Man, you shut-up! I’m sick of you ragging on me! I have a match to call!
Clint: Fine, I’m leaving! See how good you do without me!
Mike: See yah!
(Clint gets up and slams down his mic, he begins to walk away and trips over
a cable cored and falls face first, HARD. He slowly gets up, and gets back into his seat quietly, as he rubs his head and stays quiet…)
Mike: What a dumbass…Anyway, back to the action…Oh my goodness! Trey just stiffly kicked Damien in the face and Damien fell! I think he may be dead! I don’t see him! Oh, he’s hanging onto Trey’s legs! Now Trey tries to pull himself up with the near 230 pound Simons just hanging on for his life! And that upper body Trey has built himself is really helping here, And he’s made it up! Damien climbs up Trey and they’re both back up, and they’re fighting back and forth again! Damien with a boot to the face and Trey staggers back, now Damien is going for a spear! Trey sidesteps and drop-toeholds Damien neck first into one of those steel bars! He pins and the ref is still making his way up, I’ve already counted this thing to 20 and here’s the ref’s count! 1…2…thre…Kickout! He actually kicked out…Trey now Irish whips him all the way out of the catwalk, and he hits the wall! Now they’re brawling back down the stairs! Damien with a shot to the forehead and Trey goes rolling down the concrete stairs! He rolls off to the side and disappears! Damien is now chasing down the stairs looking for Trey. Oh! Out of nowhere Trey with a chair shot to the head! He now throws him out of the arena to the place where all the footstand are! I wish Clint was here, he knows the names of these places. Well, Trey throws Simons right against the window! Simons staggers back into a, yes! Dropdown reverse DDT onto the concrete! Trey now pins! 1-2-3! He got him! The match is evened up with one pin each people! Trey now puts Damien in a front face lock, and he brings him over to an empty McDonald’s stand! It’s closed and locked up with a chain fence though. Trey tosses Damien into it! He’s bashing Damien into the cage! Trey’s relentless! He backs Damien up and throws him as hard as he can into the cage and it breaks! They’re now in a McDonald’s! Trey going for a bulldog onto the countertop, but Damien with a reverse and a back body drop through a table! Damien throws him over the counter, and now Trey with a back kick! Simons now receives a Somoan Bulldog! Trey turns on the fry fryer! OH MY GOD! He’s gonna burn Simon’s face! Simons with a reverse and now an REVERSE RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP! TREY GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE BURNER AND HE’S SQUEELING ON THE FLOOR! OH MY! Damien stomps in Trey’s face and he takes him out of the McDonalds…Oh wait! There’s a bull! A bull is lose! It’s gonna charge Simons! Damien looks to his left and right, a gun! An emergency insurance policy gun! He shoots the bull right in the head with it! The bull falls right on top of Trey! Ohhh! That’s gotta hurt! Damien off the counter with a splash on the bull! The pinfall! 1, 2, kickout! Trey got his shoulder up! But there is a dead cow on top of him! Damien gets the cow off and he brings him out of the McDonalds…He throws him against a window! OMG! Trey just broke through the glass! Whew, he landed on a window washer’s cart! Damien jumps on after him, Trey gets up and ducks a clothesline! Trey with a kick to the gut, WHEN I GET LOOSE! There it was, Trey’s finisher, the double underhook brainbuster he calls when I get loose! It broke the cart elevator the two are on! Trey grabs a can of paint and throws it at Simons, but he catches it! Modified Van Dominator! A sidekick into the paint can on Simons! OH MY GOD! Simons just fell from six stories up! He falls onto the roof of a Pepsi truck!
(You can hear “Holy shit”s and “Oh my God” and screams from the crowd in the arena)
Mike: I can’t believe this! Damien just fell 60 feet! Trey is smiling! He’s smiling! What the hell! Now he backs up, it looks like he’s going to get down and pin Simons, cause for sure he is not moving, hell, he may be dead. Trey Reed may have just murdered someone! Now he’s looking up to the sky and he kisses his cross necklace…And he’s running off the cart! Holy Shit! Trey Reed just jumped off the cart elevator! He’s flying downwards towards the ground, falling, falling, he’s doing flips, TREY REED with a …a…2700 splash! That was amazing! He’s out on top of Simons and the ref makes it down the cart elevator…1…….2……….3!!! It’s over! This should definitely go down in EGWA history as one of the craziest matches ever!
(The crowd stands up and cheers in applause for the amazing match put on by both of these men, then the camera takes us back to Mike Rether and Clint White, who are absolutely stunned.)
Mike: Oh my dear lord!!! What a matchup!!! What a great match! This is what EGWA is all about, and there’s an example right there!!
Clint: I have two words-HOLY SHIT! Trey Reed said he was going to win, and he did! That shows great pride in both these men’s career, and that will definitely earn them something in the EGWA!!!
Mike: Both of them are hurt, and paramedics are setting them down on stretchers!! They’re bringing them to the hospital, and Simons and Reed could both be seriously hurt! I don’t know fans, but later in the show, we will have an update for you! As of now, let’s go to the back where I hear something is going on…
(The scene is taken to the backstage area, and we see Cam Ferguson all set up for his match to take place. He is leaning into his locker room, and talking to some people it seems…)
Cam Ferguson: Guys, you’ll have my back, right?
(You cannot hear anything, but some muffled voices. After, Cam continues…)
Ferguson: Okay, they’ll never see this coming!! HA HA!!!
(Cam puts a smile on his face, as he continues down the hallway. The scene is taken to another backstage area, where ¾ of the Devil’s Own, Enozz, Rival and Big Daddy, are attacking Sick Puppy horribly. He is bloody all over, as security comes, and holds them back. The paramedics start to treat Puppy, as Big Daddy yells out to him.)
Big Daddy: Let’s go Sick Pup, you deusche bag! You said you could take us on, but we just beat the living shit out of you!! Ha, come 2 weeks from now, you are going down, Puppy, and I will put an end to your career in our retirement match! See you in Tokyo, you jackass!!!
(The scene cuts back into the arena)
Mike: Oh my God!!! Big Daddy, Enozz and Rival just assaulted Sick Puppy in the back!!! What the hell!?!?!? Apparently, we aren’t going to be holding that match tonight for the Leadership of the Devil’s Own, cause Sick Puppy is on his way to the hospital!!!
Clint: There goes a matchup! And, did you see Cam Ferguson? Who the hell was he talking to by his locker room?!?! I don’t know, but I guess only time will tell!!
Mike: I guess so! At any rate, we are moving right along in this addition of Monday Night, as next, Crimson will take on “The Organized Show” Cam Ferguson! The winner will receive a Triple Entente title shot next Monday at Trevor Bliss, title on the line!
Clint: Let’s get to the action!!!
Card continued...
