| Introduction |
| [Before Riptide hits the airwaves, the screen goes black. A picture of the young Italian, Corleone, is shown. Beneath the photo, the following appears: "1/1/80 - 3/3/02". A bell slowly rings ten times, then the screen fades to black.] ["We Die Young" by Alice in Chains shakes the Rupp Arena as the 17,000-plus fans let out an understandably half-hearted cheer. Harvey Schultz and J.J. Jackson are already seated at their table as the camera pans around the arena, finally coming to a rest in front of Harvey and Julius.] Harvey Schultz:: Fans, it's a sad day in the AWA, because one of our own has left us. Corleone passed away at St. Lukes during the evening of March 3rd after he was allegedly gunned down after last week's Riptide. The murder is expected to be mob-related, and authorities have yet to name any subjects in the slaying of Corleone. J.J. Jackson:: Damn, man. I's seen stuff like this happen all my life, an' I still ain't neva gotten used to it. Harvey Schultz: Well, my friend, life goes on, and so must the AWA. Tonight, the Bastardos will defend their...hold up. Something's coming in on the Atlantic-Tron... [The Atlantic-Tron comes to life with a shot of the parking garage outside the arena. Two men are seen waiting by the entrance. One of them is dressed in a T-shirt and slacks, the other in a dark trenchcoat. Finally, the man in the trenchcoat, the larger of the two, turns to talk to the smaller man.] J.J. Jackson:: Yo, beatch, that's James Nightboner! Harvey Schultz:: Yeah! You bet...! J.J. Jackson:: Who dat wit' 'im? Harvey Schultz:: It appears to be Sheldon Grimes... [The camera closes in on the two men to pick up part of the conversation...] |
| Prankin' the Pranksters |
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James Nightbane:: Okay, Sheldon, one more time...When a car comes in, you run and headbutt the trunk, then fall down. Then, when they get out of the car to see if you're okay, I will run around, shift the car in drive, and lock the doors. Then, I'll run away, got it? Sheldon Grimes:: Can't I just hit the car with my hands? James Nightbane:: NO! Sheldon Grimes:: Okay... [As they're talking, the headlights of a car can be seen pulling into the garage. Without another word, Nightbane and Grimes assume their positions. A black Lincoln Navigator pulls into the garage, and as it does so, Sheldon charges the car with the speed of a half-dead snail. Grimes headbutts the trunk and falls in a heap as the car screeches to a halt. Both doors open and Loki and Plaz hop out. Plaz looks down at the motionless Grimes as Loki looks over at James Nightbane, who's now standing in front of the car with a "deer-in-the-headlights" look on his face.] Loki Bastardo:: Um, we used to do this back in the eigth grade, man. James Nightbane:: Oh...um...okay...see ya. [Nightbane gives them a quick wave, then turns around and begins walking away with his head lowered in shame. Loki pulls a bottle of baby oil out of his pocket and pours it all over the unconscious Sheldon Grimes, then the Bastardos return to the car as the scene fades back into the arena.] Harvey Schultz:: "Doofus" is the only word that comes to mind right now. J.J. Jackson:: Yo, dawg, straight up! |
| Standard Match: Mandrake vs. William Ian Dillinger |
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["Dream Song" by Ministry starts up, and the large gathering of people come to their feet to cheer on the daredevil. Mandrake limps out, his mid-section taped up pretty good, and stands at the top of the ramp with his arms and head lowered. After absorbing the cheers of the fans, Mandrake walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, will you look at that. Mandrake usually runs down to the ring. His ribs must still be botherin' him pretty good. What do you think is going through his mind? He's not at one hundred percent, and he's taking on a psychopath! J.J. Jackson:: Well, from what I be hearin', Mista Dillinga ain't even in the arena yet. [The lights dim, then begin pulsing with the heavy beat of "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails. The fans begin to boo as William Ian Dillinger, still dressed in his black, leather mask, and vomit and blood stained overalls, stumbles out from the back.] J.J. Jackson:: No doubt about it, bro, dat boy's a sicko! Harvey Schultz:: Well, he certainly looks physically capable. He's got a lean, muscular build. I'm curious to see how well he performs in the ring. [Dillinger stumbles down the ramp and rolls into the ring, but is immediately attacked by Mandrake as the fans roar. Horton starts the match as Mandrake pushes Dillinger into the corner and begins raining right hands down into the side of William's masked head. Mandrake then connects with a big headbutt, causing him to stumble back and clutch his own forehead.] Harvey Schultz:: Why you'd headbutt a guy with a mask on is beyond me. Who knows what could be under that hood. [Dillinger stands in the corner and begins stalking Mandrake while the daredevil tries to shake off the effects of his botched headbutt. Mandrake throws a few right hooks that connect, then goes for a big haymaker. Dillinger quickly ducks it and lands a punch into the Kill Devil Hills Daredevil's ribs. Mandrake stumbles back into the opposite corner, clutching his ribs and winching in pain. William's lips curl into a smile as he points at Mandrake's injured ribs and slowly shakes his head back and forth.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, Dillinger has discovered Mandrake's weakness, his injured ribs. Let's see if he's gonna capitalize on it. [Dillinger slowly walks towards Mandrake, obviously taking his type as Mandrake comes out of the corner with a dropkick, sending William to the mat. The fans cheer as Mandrake crawls on top of Dillinger and begins pounding him with wild rights and lefts. Dillinger covers up as Mandrake punches himself out, then steps away from his opponent and grabs the top strand and takes a few moments to catch his breath.] Harvey Schultz:: The Atlantic Champion isn't looking too well out here tonight. I don't think he should even be out here wrestling. [Ian Dillinger slowly stands, but Mandrake is there to meet him with a running clothesline, knocking him back down to the mat. Mandrake makes the cover. 1...2...kickout! Mandrake heads to the top, then waits as Dillinger slowly stands once again, then wanders around the ring in search of his prey. Mandrake comes off the top rope with a flying cross body block, but Dillinger leaps into the air and catches him with a dropkick to the ribs in mid-air!] Harvey Schultz:: What an athletic move by Dillinger, and Mandrake appears to be hurt! J.J. Jackson:: Blood's comin' up outta ManTrain's mouth, that ain't good. [Mandrake rolls out of the ring and falls to the floor where he begins coughing up wads of bright red blood. Horton begins his mandatory ten count.] Mitch Horton:: 1...2...3...! [Dillinger rolls out of the ring, stomps Mandrake a few times in the kidney area, then lifts him to his feet. Grab him by the back of the head, Dillinger throws him into the steel ringpost. The Atlantic Champion bounces off the ringpost and falls to the ground in a heap, blood still running down his chin into his goatee.] Harvey Schultz:: Mandrake's bleeding internally! Mandrake could be dying right before our very eyes, and William Dillinger doesn't care! Mitch Horton:: 4...5...6...! [Dillinger lifts Mandrake to his feet and throws him into the ring, then crawls in after him. Mandrake pulls himself up with help from the ring ropes, then drills Dillinger with a solid jab to the face. Dillinger's head snaps back, but he continues advancing towards his adversary. Mandrake throws a right hand, but Dillinger blocks it and counters with a thrust to the throat. Mandrake drops to his knees as Dillinger walks around behind him, locks on a sleeperhold, then executes the neck crank. Mandrake falls to the mat as Dillinger hovers above him.] Harvey Schultz:: He very well could have broken Mandrake's neck right there! Mandrake isn't moving. [Dillinger rolls Mandrake over, then begins choking him blatantly right in front of the referee. Horton attempts to pull them apart, but Dillinger shoves him away. William seems intent on ending Mandrake's life as he continues choking Mandrake, a crazy look in his eyes! Horton attempts to intervene again, but this time Dillinger grabs him and throws him over the top rope!] Harvey Schultz:: What in the hell is William Dillinger doing?! He's just gotten himself disqualified! |
| Sooner or later, they will listen. |
| [William Ian Dillinger unzips the front pocket of his overalls and pulls out a good-sized knife, then admires it for a moment. Mandrake slowly begins to move as Dillinger plunges the knife deep into Mandrake's left leg! The Atlantic Champion yells as Dillinger looks at him excitedly, a look of joy in his eyes. Security rushes out from the back, led by Bruce Vohland. Dillinger pulls his blood-covered knife out of Mandrake's leg, then rolls out of the ring as the security gaurds storm the ring.] Harvey Schultz:: Sweet sick son of a bitch! William Ian Dillinger has just stabbed a man! He stabbed a man! J.J. Jackson:: Damn, he shanked that sucka! That ain't coo... [William staggers to the backstage area as EMTs rush out to tend to Mandrake's injured leg.] Harvey Schultz:: I'd say that Mandrake's ribs are the least of his worries right now. |
| Hardcore Match: A Damn Fine Man vs. Gutter |
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["All Funked Up" by Grand Funk Parliment starts up, and out walks Gutter. The Hardcore, beer drinking grappler warbles down the ramp and rolls into the ring as the fans boo him.] Harvey Schultz:: Gutter has been picked a fight with Josh McCool as of late, and no matter how many beatings the Son of a Bitch gives him, he just keeps coming back. ["Hair of the Dog" by Nazareth starts up as a Damn Fine Man, Josh McCool, walks out onto the stage, accompanied by his lovely valet, Alice Loysell. McCool takes a few seconds to pop his neck, then walk down the ring with a determined look in his eyes. Loysell waits in her man's corner as ADFM slides into the ring. His music cuts out as Gutter pounces on him. Referee Perry Daton starts the match.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, it's certainly good to see Perry Daton back in action. J.J. Jackson:: Yeah, yeah. Right on. [Gutter begins stomping on ADFM, then backs him into the ropes and whips him across the ring. McCool bounds off the ropes, ducks a clothesline by Gutter, bounces off the opposite ropes and hammers Gutter with the Facelift!] Harvey Schultz:: There's the vicious clothesline! It's gotta be almost over! [McCool waits in the corner as Gutter attempts to sit up. The fans stand in anticipation as Gutter rolls over onto his hands and knees, then slowly stands. As he's doing so, McCool comes out of the corner and nails Gutter with a Damn Fine Move! A Damn Fine Man makes the cover. 1...2...3!] Harvey Schultz:: Another convincing win by a Damn Fine Man, and once again, Gutter is left prone in the middle of the ring. J.J. Jackson:: Look, there's Nightboner on the Atlannic-Tron again... |
| Blacken the Sun |
| [Nightbane's face appears on the Atlantic-Tron, and a smile can be seen behind the strands of dark hair hanging down in his face.] James Nightbane:: So, a Damn Fine Man doesn't need darkness, eh? Well let me tell you a little something about darkness... [As Nightbane is speaking on the Atlantic-Tron, a man dressed in a black trenchcoat hops over the gaurdrail with the coat trailing him like a cape. He slides into the ring and charges McCool, but the Son of a Bitch turns around just in time and clotheslines him to the mat!] Harvey Schultz:: McCool was expecting it! J.J. Jackson:: Wait! Thass Shellon Grimy! Harvey Schultz:: You mean Sheldon Grimes? J.J. Jackson:: Yup! Dat him! [While McCool rips the trenchcoat off of Grimes in the ring, Nightbane runs out from the back in his black pants and sleeveless shirt. Nightbane slides into the ring behind McCool, spins him around, kicks him in the stomach, and plants him with the Implant DDT!] Harvey Schultz:: James Nightbane just took out McCool! Darkness has fallen on a Damn Fine Man! [Nightbane pulls a copy of his Book of the Dark Lights out of Sheldon's trenchcoat and places it on McCool's chest, then he pulls Sheldon out of the ring. Nightbane throws Grimes over his shoulder and heads to the back.] Harvey Schultz:: Nightbane has just gotten the best of Josh McCool, and when that Son of a Bitch comes to, he's not gonna be happy. [Nightbane disappears behind the curtain as McCool rolls out of the ring. McCool has an infuriated look on his face as he heads up the ramp, Alice running behind him.] |
| Backstage Happenings... |
| [A cameraman follows McCool to the back as he storms down the hallway. Jerry Verboncour, Billy Suggs, and the Don are seen approaching from the other direction. As they pass one another, Billy Suggs takes a long look at Alice. A Damn Fine Man takes exception to this, walks back over to him, and shoves him. The two immediately begin brawling, but Jerry and the Don are there to pull them apart.] Billy Suggs:: Hey, man, f*ck you! [McCool raises his arms in the air, letting Jerry and the Don know that he's finished. They step out of the way as he slowly approaches Billy and puts his hand on his shoulder.] A Damn Fine Man:: You know what? F*ck you too... [McCool turns, grabs Alice, and the two continue on down the hall. Suggs glares at ADFM angrily as Jerry and the Don keep walking down the hall.] Harvey Schultz:: There's some bad blood between those two, no doubt about it. But, I suggest Suggs worries about winning those Tag Team Championships. |
| Tag Team Championships #1 Contender Match: Tag Team Match: The New Breed vs. The Masters |
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["Panic" by Dilated Peoples starts up, and the crowd begins booing. After waiting for a few minutes, the music cuts out.] Harvey Schultz:: Where are the Masters? LaBracio and Zapf should be out here by now. J.J. Jackson:: Maybe they's havin' some prollems backstage... [A shot picks up on the Atlantic-Tron of the Bastardos laughing hysterically in the hallway. The shot spins around to see a rope tied around a dressing room door handle. The rope is pulled across the hallway and tied to the doorhandle across the hall from it. Upon further inspection, the plate on the door to the left reads "The Masters" and the plate on the door across from it reads "The New Breed".] Plaz Bastardo:: C'mon, Loki, let's go. [The Tag Team Champions walk out of view as the men inside of the dressing rooms try desparately to open their respective doors. The view then returns to the arena.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, it certainly looks like this match will be postponed thanks to the Bastardos. |
| Triple Threat Match: James Nightbane vs. Machine vs. Nyghtmare |
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[The arena suddenly goes black.] o/` What have I done? o/` o/` I feel so bad, I feel so numb, yeah!o/` ["Feel so Numb" by Rob Zombie starts up as Nightbane walks out onto the stage. Some fans cheer while others boo as the Leader of the Dark Lights heads down the ramp and slides into the ring.] Harvey Schultz:: James Nightbane may have a little bit of a practical joker side to him, but don't be fooled, folks. James Nightbane is one of the most dangerous, intelligent men in the AWA. [Marilyn Manson's "The Beautiful People" begins as the giant German, Machine, comes through the curtain, closely followed by his manager Viktor Krauser. Machine lumbers down the ramp, but Nightbane is there to greet him with a series of right hands. The crowd erupts as Nightbane his a big clothesline, staggering the big man. Nightbane goes for another clothesline, but Machine catches him in the face with a big boot.] J.J. Jackson:: They ain't even waitin'! Harvey Schultz:: Machine and Nightbane are going at it on the steel ramp, and Kris Kartier isn't even out here yet. ["Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed starts up, and the fans go nuts. Nyghtmare runs out from the back, sprints down the ramp, and nails Machine in the back with a jumping lariat! Machine stumbles forward and falls into the ring apron. Nyghtmare dives into the ring as Machine slides in beside him. Nyghtmare begins putting the boots to him while Nightbane slides into the ring behind him. Machine stands and connects with a vile thrust to the throat of Nyghtmare, spinning him around. Nightbane grabs Kartier and hits the Darkness Falls!] Harvey Schultz:: Nightbane just dropped Nyghtmare on his head! He's out of it! [Nyghtmare lays motionless in the center of the ring as Nightbane immediately goes after Machine. Machine goes for a big right hand, but Nightbane blocks and kicks Machine in the family jewels. Machine stands tall, simply looking at Nightbane. Thinking of a different course of action, James uses a rake to the eyes. Machine stumbles around blindly, giving Nightbane a chance to clothesline Machine over the top rope! Machine flips over the top rope backwards and lands on his feet outside the ring. Seeing his chance, Nightbane runs across the ring and covers Nyghtmare. 1...2...kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: Kartier got the shoulder up, and Nightbane is irate! [Machine climbs up onto the ring apron, but Nightbane is there quickly to knock him back down to the floor. Nyghtmare pulls himself up as Nightbane heads back over to him. Richard Cormier walks out from the back brandishing a steel chair, causing the crowd to boo uncontrollably. Nightbane grabs Kartier by the wrist and goes for a shortarm clothesline, but Nyghtmare ducks it and locks in the Karta-Hajime near the edge of the ring!] Harvey Schultz:: Kartier's locked in the choke! It's only a matter of time before Nightbane taps! [Krauser jumps up on the ring apron and distracts the referee as Cormier circles the ring and nails Kartier in the back of the head with the steel chair! Nyghtmare falls to the mat as Machine climbs up onto the ring apron and begins to step over the top rope. As he's doing so, Nightbane lunges across the ring, grabs Machine's leg, and flips him back over the top rope, tangling his leg up between the top and middle strands. Nightbane then stumbles across the ring, trying to regain his breath as he collapses onto Nyghtmare. 1...2...3!] Harvey Schultz:: Nightbane has just pulled this match out of the gutter, and Cormier is beside himself! Cormier hates James Nightbane AND Kris Kartier, and James Nightbane has just stolen this match, so to speak. J.J. Jackson:: Yay-yeah! [Nightbane rolls out of the ring and heads to the back as the referee, Cormier, and Krauser attempt to free Machine's leg from the ring ropes.] |
| Tag Team Match: Super Bastardo Bros. vs. Army of Two | Tag Team Championships |
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Harvey Schultz:: Well, folks, Machine has finally been freed from those ring cables, and he's left the ringside area. Man, for a second there, I didn't think they're be able to get him out. [Mudvayne's "Dig" starts up, and out walk the challengers, Billy Suggs and Jerry Verboncour, accompanied by the Don. An Army of Two walk down the ramp, Suggs holding a sledgehammer, and Jerry wearing his trusty Army helmet. All the while, Donald is taking random swigs from his metal canteen.] Harvey Schultz:: Well, this is their chance to finally obtain the one thing that has eluded them throughout their run as a tag team...the Tag Team Championships. [Once inside the ring, Verboncour hops up onto the second turnbuckle and salutes the fans, gaining him a generous applause. Suggs attempts the same thing on the other side of the ring, but receives nothing but boos. He kicks the bottom rope and covers his ears as Jerry simply looks at him, shrugs, and laughs.] J.J. Jackson:: Yo, Billy Suggs once tole me that he killt a man before. That true, Harvery? Harvey Schultz:: No comment... [Crystal Method's "Name of the Game" starts up, and out walk the Bastardos to a massive ovation. Loki is rubbing a nice lather of baby oil onto his championship belt. Loki then performs his "sexy slide" into the ring while Plaz takes the more conventional route...the ringsteps.] Harvey Schultz:: This is going to be a war...and a war is right up the Army's alley. I believe these two teams are evenly matched. The Bastardos have two wins over Army of Two, and Army of Two has one win over the Bastardos. I think that Suggs and Verboncour are going to even up the score here tonight and walk way with the straps. [Perry Daton is the referee, and Loki and Suggs decide to start the match. Daton calls for the bell, and Loki and the Backwoods Barracuda lock it up. Loki strikes first with an armdrag takedown into an armbar. Loki quickly tags in his older brother, who hops up onto the top rope. Loki holds Suggs at bay while Plaz comes off the top rope with a double-axe handle across Billy's shoulder.] Harvey Schultz:: As always, excellent teamwork by the Bastardos. These guys have the best ring chemistry I've ever seen in all my years in the business. [Suggs headbutts Plaz, then bodyslams him. He drags Plaz to the center of the ring, then drops and elbow across his sternum. Suggs quickly tags in Jerry, who heads to the top rope and comes off the top with a big splash. Daton makes the count. 1...2..kickout! Jerry pulls Plaz up to his feet, then goes for a rake o' the eyes, then a rake o' the back, followed by several rakes all over Plaz's body. Schultz can be heard laughing.] Harvey Schultz:: Ha ha ha! Certainly some unique offense from the Texan. [Verboncour Irish whips Plaz into the corner, then follows him in with a big splash, but Plaz dives out of the way, and Jerry hits hard. Plaz crawls across the ring and tags in Loki. Loki charges Verb., but Jerry takes him down with a big Texan clothesline. Jerry goes for the pin. 1...kickout! Jerry drags Loki across the ring and tags in his partner, Suggs. Suggs enters the ring as Jerry hooks Loki's arms. Billy proceeds to lay several wide open punches into Loki's mid-section.] Harvey Schultz:: Not exactly pretty, but effective nonetheless. J.J. Jackson:: Yo, whateva wins matches, cracka! [Suggs inverts Loki's body and drills him with a jumping piledriver! Suggs goes for the cover, but as he's doing so, Plaz is already climbing to the top rope. 1...2...Con Air on Suggs from Plaz, breaking up the count!] Harvey Schultz:: What a move by Plaz! The Guillotine legdrop out of nowhere, and Suggs is out of it! [Plaz quickly dives out of the ring as Loki slowly drapes his arm of Suggs' body. 1...2...foot on the bottom rope! Mustering all of his strength, Loki pulls Suggs to the middle of the ring and covers him again. 1...2...Jerry is in to make the save with a boot to Loki's head. Jerry returns to his corner as Loki and Suggs begin crawling to their respective corners. Suggs tags in Jerry, and Jerry hits the ring.] Harvey Schultz:: Loki makes the tag to Plaz, and Plaz is in! [Plaz hops into the ring over the top rope and levels Jerry with a clothesline. He then nails Suggs, sending him over the top rope to the floor. He turns around, and Jerry is back up waiting with a big spinebuster, silencing the roaring crowd. Jerry goes for the pin. 1...2...kickout! Suggs climbs back up onto the ring apron as Loki resides in his corner. Jerry whips Plaz into the ropes, then catches him with a powerslam. Jerry quickly tags in Suggs.] Harvey Schultz:: There was a good, clean tag by Verboncour, and now Suggs is in. [Suggs walks past Plaz, who's laying in the middle of the ring, and slaps Loki in the face, prompting him to enter the ring. Loki struggles to get past the referee, giving an Army of Two a chance to pull off a doubleteam. The Don throws the metal canteen in the ring to Suggs as Jerry quickly climbs in the ring. Jerry lifts Plaz off the mat and holds him as Suggs charges with the canteen. At the last second, Plaz breaks free and rolls out of the way, allowing Verboncour to receive the full brunt of the attack, knocking him out of the ring!] Harvey Schultz:: Billy Suggs has just taken out his tag team partner...AGAIN! [Plaz seizes the opportunity and hits the diving reverse DDT on Suggs, then tags Loki. Both men head to opposite corners as the fans stand in anticipation. Both men leap at the same time, Plaz connecting with the elbow and Loki hitting the headbutt! Loki then covers his opponent. 1...2...3!] Harvey Schultz:: The El-Blow Job...and it's all over! ["Name of the Game" by Crystal Method starts up as Plaz and Loki grabs their belts and head to the back. Meanwhile, a pissed off Jerry Verboncour enters the ring.] |
| Dissention in the ranks. |
| [Suggs is just coming to in the ring when he realizes that his infuriated partner is standing in front of him. The Don enters the ring to try to calm things as Jerry shoves Suggs. Not one to back down, Suggs shoves him back, and the two begin trading blows in the middle of the ring much to the delight of the audience.] Harvey Schultz:: An Army of Two is falling apart right before our very eyes! J.J. Jackson:: Hell yeah they is! [Suggs goes for a double-axe handle, but Jerry stikes first with a massive uppercut, knocking Suggs off his feet. Jerry hops up onto the second turnbuckle and comes off with a legdrop on his partner! He then walks over to Suggs and bends down to say something to him.] Jerry Verboncour:: Army of Two is finished you sorry son of a bitch! Harvey Schultz:: I can't believe it! The Pissed-Off Texan just dropped Bombs Over Bahgdad on Suggs, and an Army of Two is no more! This is crazy. [Jerry leaves the ring with the Don to a huge ovation from the crowd while Suggs is left out of it in the ring.] |
| Announcement concerning the main event. |
| [Richard Cormier walks out from the back with a microphone in hand and is immediately booed by the fans. He has a grim look on his face as he enters the ring and waits for the booing to subside.] Richard Cormier:: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's main event was scheduled to be Corleone taking on HaZe for the Heavyweight Championship. As you already know, that match won't be taking place...because Corleone IS DEAD! Ha ha ha! [The boos are deafening as the evil Cormier stands in the middle of the ring with a hideous smile on his face!] Harvey Schultz:: Why that no good son of a bitch! Does he have no soul? J.J. Jackson:: That's whack, bro. That's whack. Richard Cormier:: But don't fret, fans, for I've already found his replacement! He is a man of... Crowd:: Ass-hole! Ass-hole! Ass-hole! Richard Cormier:: Shut your faces! Now, as I was saying, he is a man of many talents. He is an unrivaled ring technician. He is feared worldwide. Ladies and gentlemen...I give you... ["Shelf in the Room" by Days of the New starts up, and out walks Rosco Pico Train.] Harvey Schultz:: Rosco Pico Train??? [The excited underacheiver waltzes down the ramp and climbs into the ring, not even bothering to pet the top turnbuckle pad like he usually does. The crowd doesn't hesitate to boo the socks off of him.] Cormier:: Ladies and gentlemen...let's get ready to Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrwatch HaZe kick his ass! Oh, and one more thing. Corleone...R.I.P. Harvey Schultz:: Fans, it's no secret, that man is an ass! My boss is an ass! |
| Standard Match: HaZe vs. Rosco Pico Train | Heavyweight Championship |
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Harvey Schultz:: Folks, it's still a Heavyweight Championship match, but if you think Rosco Pico Train has any hope in hell of winning this match, you must be smokin' crack! ["Painkiller Introduction" by Professional Murder Music starts up, and the Heavyweight Champion gets a surprisingly loud ovation in his hometown. HaZe walks out with his belt in one hand and his book in the other.] Harvey Schultz:: I wonder which of those he treasures more...his belt or his book. [HaZe enters the ring and prepares himself for his match as Referee Perry Daton goes over the rules with Train. Making sure both competitors are ready, Daton calls for the bell. HaZe shoots out of the corner and drills Rosco with a spinning heel kick, then leaps up onto the tope rope. Train makes it back to his feet, but is wobbling. HaZe leaps off the top rope and catches him with a flying backelbow. HaZe rolls him up for the pin. 1...2...kickout!] Harvey Schultz:: HaZe isn't wasting any time. He's going right after Rosco. After what happened last week, he won't be taking opponents lightly ever again. J.J. Jackson:: You shouldn't eva take an 'ponent lightly anyways, dawg! [HaZe sets Rosco up and drops him on his head with the Dark DaZe, then heads to the top rope again. He stands perched atop the turnbuckle as several fans snap pictures. Then, he comes off the top with the 450 splash on Train, followed by the cover. 1...2...3!] Harvey Schultz:: Well, that was certainly quick. The Enlightment spells the end for any opponent, I don't care who you are. [The crowd cheers as HaZe retrieves his belt. In a show of good sportmanship, HaZe helps Rosco to his feet...then blasts him in the head with his belt! The fans begin booing as HaZe stomps away on Train! Cormier watches on from outside the ring with a large smile on his face as HaZe inflicts more punishment on his opponent.] |
| Hometown Hero? |
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[HaZe continues to lay into Rosco, then throws him out of the ring. Cormier approaches Rosco and gets in a few shots before HaZe lays some heavy punches into Rosco. HaZe pounds him all the way up the steel ramp as fans begin hurling trash at the champion.] J.J. Jackson:: Hey, that soda cup still had some soda in it! Harvey Schultz:: HaZe is sick. He's just looking to do permanent damage to Train! [HaZe piledrives Train at the top of the ramp while Cormier eggs him on! Rosco, now busted open, begins crawling for the entrance to the stage as HaZe and Cormier mock him. HaZe then lifts Rosco up and arrogantly shoves him through the curtain. He and HaZe are still laughing about it.] Richard Cormier:: You know what? I think you should go give him a little more! HaZe:: Yeah? Richard Cormier:: Yeah! [HaZe goes over to the entrance, but before he can reach it, Mandrake flies out from the back and spears HaZe! The Rupp Arena is rocking as the fans are going ballistic! Mandrake then begins pummeling HaZe at the top of the ramp as Cormier watches on in horror.] Harvey Schultz:: How do you like that Richard Cormier, you piece of trash? Both of your "boys" are at each other's throats! Not so cocky now, are you? Mandrake is beating the living hell out of HaZe, injured ribs, stitched up leg and all! [Limping, Mandrake drags HaZe down the ramp and shoves him into the ring. Mandrake follows him in, but HaZe meets him with a forearm to the back of the head. Mandrake staggers over to the corner where HaZe attacks with some heavy right hands to the side of the head. With Mandrake stunned in the corner, HaZe heads to the opposite corner. Then, HaZe charges the daredevil with a head of steam and leaps into the air for a big splash. Mandrake spews a cloud of blue mist from his mouth, blinding HaZe in mid-air! The Kill Devil Hill Daredevil dives out of the way at the last second as a visionless HaZe flies into the top turnbuckle!] Harvey Schultz:: Mandrake with the mist, and HaZe doesn't know where he is! [Moving around behind his arch-rival, Mandrake wraps his arms around HaZe and drops him with the sleeping neckbreaker!] J.J. Jackson:: Da Omen! Da Omen! [Mandrake stands over HaZe's body with a blend of blue mist and red blood running from his mouth, forming a shade of purple. Cormier looks down at the ring from the stage with a worried look on his face, but Mandrake pays him no attention as the 17,000-plus fans are on their feet, cheering in unison!] Harvey Schultz:: For J.J. Jackson, I'm Harvey Schultz! We'll see you next week! To steal a page out of Nightbane's book, goodnight all! |
