BS: Folks I don't know what's going on tonight, but we haven't seen attacks like that since the days of MWC!

GM: MWC? Thank God we're not taking THAT FAR of a step back! I would rather have the EWI back!

BS: Really?

GM: It's a matter of speaking you know. I would NEVER want the EWI back.

BS: Whatever name this federation has been under you were assured quality wrestling from all the wrestlers!

GM: BTR?

BS: Even BTR.

GM: Yikes.

BS: In any event we still have more action to bring you tonight with our next event being the Intercontinental encounter between Cole Steele and Cameron Cruise one more time. How about it Gary?

GM: Both have been to the top of the IC mountain and both can lay claim, but the only difference is that Steele is there now and Cruise would have to have the luck of the Irish to make it there one more time. Remember if he doesn't make it this time then he'll not get another free ride cause it's over IC wise.

BS: That's at stake and that's what should make this encounter interesting so let's go to the ring for our next encounter!


For the SSN / EWI Intercontinental Title

'The People's Choice' Cole Steele vs. Cameron Cruise

6'2", 232lbs | 6'4", 225lbs

Cleveland, OH | Tampa Bay, Flordia

'More Human Than Human' - White Zombie | 'Don't Tread On Me' - Metallica


‘Don’t Tread on Me’ by Metallic cues up and the fans give out a loud cheer as Cameron Cruise makes his way to the ring, accompanied by the lovely Mercedes Devon. He looks prepared and determined as he strides into the ring, silently awaiting his opponent.

BS: Cameron Cruise looks focused on the match.

GM: Well, what do you expect? According to the rules of this match, this is his LAST shot at the gold!

The fans begin booing loudly as ‘More Human than Human’ by White Zombie tears through the arena, Cole Steele appearing on the ramp with the Intercontinental Championship Belt over his shoulder and a dry smirk on his face.

GM: There he is! The People’s Choice! Do you think he’d give me an autograph, Brett?

BS: Looks like he’ll have to give you a rain check, cause he just entered the ring and Cameron Cruise is all OVER him!

The second the bell rings, Cruise charges at Cole, blasting him in the face with a strong right hand, before taking him to the mat with a side suplex.

BS: Cruise is wasting NO time in this match!

GM: You just wait till Cole gets warmed up.

Cameron pulls Cole up halfway, then stuns him with a clubbing blow to the back of his neck before hitting an implant DDT. Cole staggers to his feet as Cruise darts in with a side kick, but Cole catches his foot. Cruise tries for an enziguiri, but Steele ducks, shoving him to the ground! Cole Steele lifts Cameron up, whipping him to the ropes, following up with a samoan drop.

GM: See? There’s a reason he’s the People’s Choice. Obviously something you couldn’t possibly comprehend.

BS: Riiight.

Cole goes up top, scoring big with a diving headbutt. He covers Cruise with a lateral press. The ref drops down, counting: 1...2...Cameron kicks out at the last second!

BS: Near fall for the Champion.

Cameron manages to get to his feet first, moving to whip Cole into the corner, but Steele reverses! Cole leaps onto the turnbuckle behind Cruise quickly and goes for a tornado DDT, but Cruise shoves him off, the champion bouncing off the mat. Cole gets up quickly running at Cruise with a clothesline, but Cameron ducks and reverses it into The Reality Check!

BS: Cruise just hit his finisher! This one’s over!

GM: I don’t believe - - what’s this?

All of a sudden, Angelus sprints down the ramp, and just as Cruise moves to cover Steele, the ref runs out of the ring to stop Angelus from interfering.

BS: Cruise had it won!

Cruise stands up, looking with dismay to the ref on the outside who is struggling with Angelus. As Cruise’s back is turned, he doesn’t noticed Ruiner jump out of the crowd and onto a turnbuckle, flying off with a missile dropkick to the back of Cruise’s head, instantly dropping him to the mat. As the ref sprints into the ring, trying to get Ruiner out of the ring, Angelus sneaks in, lifting Cruise up and dropping him hard with the Angel’s Touch (Evenflow).

GM: Cruise is getting some payback from his actions last week!

As The Mechanical Animals start to leave the ring, Trypp and Brandon of Tribal Instinct run down and roll into the ring, Trypp blasting Angelus over the top rope with a clothesline and Brandon spearing Ruiner through the ropes.

BS: And there’s The Tribe with the save!

GM: But Cruise isn’t even moving!

While The Mechanical Animals and Tribal Instinct brawl up the ramp, Cole manages to crawl on top of Cruise, the ref counting: 1...2...3!

Winner: 'The People's Choice' Cole Steele (Retains SSN/EWI Intercontinental Title)


BS: And Cole Steele retains his Intercontinental Title, but only after interference from The Mechanical Animals.

GM: Say what you want, he’s still the People’s Choice AND The IC Champion!

(As Steele enters the backstage area, the lights in the arena cut out. CUE UP: Just Got Wicked by Cold.)

BS: Sight said he was going to strike, but why is he coming out here now?

GM: Cameron Cruise is exiting the ring right now, he’s heading up the ramp. He just had a brutal match… He can barely see through the smoke that’s building up…

(The lights come on as Wicked Sight, who has since dropped the leather jacket, levels Cruise with a steel chair. Mercedes Devon looks on helplessly; Rose Plett cheers her husband on.)

GM: What an INSANE chair shot by Wicked Sight, Cameron Cruise appears to be bleeding…

BS: Sight is rolling him toward the ring - that isn’t right! Cruise just came up short in an incredible contest; why Cruise?

GM: Cameron Cruise is bleeding heavily from the forehead and Sight is throwing him up on his shoulders… DEATH VALLEY DRIVER, this crowd doesn’t know what to think! Sight into the ropes, no it’s an ASAI MOONSAULT, now Sight is pounding away at the already lacerated forehead of Cameron Cruise!

BS: Sight lacing boots to the back of Cruise’s head, now he’s standing him up… He has the inverted chin lock… THERE’S HIS MOVE, THE VIEW TO KILL, THE VIEW TO KILL!

GM: Cruise has been decimated by Sight, who came out of literally NOWHERE! And as soon as he’s come, Wicked Sight is leaving the ringside area… why’d he do it?

(Evan Aho is seen walking down the hallway looking around and constantly looking behind him, he looks confident yet paranoid and worried. Aho checks every door.)

EA: (Screaming) COME OUT AND FIGHT ME! I AM NOT AFRAID! ONLY A COWARD HIDES!

(An EWI official taps him on the shoulder, Evan swiftly turns around and punches the official in the stomach. The officials headset falls to his neck as the official doubles over. The official gasps for breath obviously had the wind knocked out of him and hands Evan a sheet of paper.)

"I know the answers to your questions, I can help you if you meet me on the roof.....come alone."

(Evan crumples up the piece of paper and starts running to who-knows-where.)

BS: Oh my God Evan has taken the bait.

GM: These people have taken out Gemini and Hellfighter in the same night. I don't think Evan has a chance in Hell. Somoene might need to go warn him that it's a bad idea to go and find whoever is doing this.

BS: But if anyone knows Evan Aho he's not one to back down from a vicious challenge such as we've seen.

GM: But the man has a match later on so he needs to be more concerned with that.

BS: Folks once we hear of Aho's whereabouts we will let you know. Coming up right now though is our next match and that is The Dark Carnival vs. The Thrill Killas. Earlier today, Vice President McCarver shocked the wrestling world and made this match a Genocide match.

GM: Yes, It was just about a month or so ago, I saw this match in the NthWA. This is a match that Erik Zieba came up with. I can't believe that the VP is going to ruin this PPV with this match.

BS: For those that don't know. The rules of the match are as follows. Each member of the team will be connected to a member of the opposite team by a ten foot chain. All four men will be in the ring at the same time.

GM: Kinda like a Texas Tornado Chain match.

BS: A ladder will be ouside the ring and one of the men will have to make his way out of the ring and get the ladder, set it up in the ring...Scale it and grab the barbwired covered Coal Miner's glove. Then they can use the Coal Miner's glove and the match ends when one member is down for a count of ten.

GM: This is brutality. We can't have this. The SSN is about wrestling.

BS: Well, Mr. McCarver is about EWI. Last time I checked it stood for Extreme Wrestling International.

GM: Oh, I'm sure Mr. Gottfried is going crazy in the back

{As '(Can't You) Trip Like I Do' by Filter and The Crystal Method starts up, the ExtremeScreens within The United Center begins to show images of The Dark Carnival in action. At the top of the rampway Fairhurst and Miso are the first ones to hit the scene followed by four other ladies who look somewhat familiar to the EWI crowd. Wearing cut blue jeans and an old 'The Family' shirt Fairhurst, along with a provocative dressed Miso, lead the way for Dark Carnival members 'Good God' Kevin Powers and Apocalypse. Dressed in their wrestling gear, they get behind the girls and, as Powers holds up his arms in a Y pattern, stand there for a moment. Behind them a white fountain like pyro effect goes off and the crowd shoots a chorus of cheers. With the crowd drowning the arena with their cheers, they make their way to the ring and get inside. Once inside Fairhurst reaches over the ropes and grabs a microphone from the ring announcer and hands it to Kevin Powers.}

KP: Well now how about that. CHICAGO, ILLINOIS!!! It's GREAT to be BACK HOME!

{Crowd shoots a huge cheer.}

KP: Now has everyone knows we've seen better days in the EWI. In the past we've come to know the EWI as the true wrestling hardcore spot, but in recent months, the manipulative bitches in the SSN have somehow managed to take Erik Zieba out of power, make Eddy Love their Cakeboy Supreme, and MOST disgusting sign The Thrill Killas to a EWI contract!

{Crowd boos upon hearing their names.}

KP: Now what do we really know about these two clowns The Thrill Killas? Sure their names are Big Thrilla and Bump Daddy J and, a true sign of The Apocalypse ... no offense big man.

A: (also with a mic) None taken.

KP: ... they also seem to hold wins over each of us. Bump Daddy J against myself and Big Thrilla against you Apocalypse. Although it took both of them to get the win over myself and Apocalypse it's okay cause we know that things sometimes happen. Still, after all of this and after the impact they have made into this league, we really don't know who The Thrill Killas are. Sure they look like Bevis and Butthead on any given night and strike out more with the ladies than Nolan Ryan can strike out batters ...

{Laughter can be heard from the crowd.}

KP: But, really, who ARE The Thrill Killas. Now Apocalypse and myself wanted to answer this question so we did some background checks and ... Apocalypse ... tell'em what we came up with.

A: During the travels of the many federation circuits that we're on we tend to take time to ourselves and sign autographs, do promotional guest spots, and of course make many many friends. The four ladies you see before you are just some of the people we meet on the EWI circuit. So, at this time, we would like to introduce them to you. (goes up to the first two ladies) How are you two this evening?

One woman: We're fine thank you.

A: Would you please state your place of business.

C: Well, my name is Charity and we work at the Hooters in the Evansville, Indiana area.

A: Okay Charity that's great to hear. I have only question for you and that is what are the things you know of the EWI?

C: Well, besides you two, there are these other two who came into my place of work several weeks ago.

A: And ... how would you describe these two?

C: Well they were your opponents The Thrill Killas, but the way they dressed ... they were like throwbacks from The Eighties, but that's not the worst part. They physically assaulted my associate here.

A: Those cruel and inhumane bastards. So now we know that The Thrill Killas are Eighties throwbacks and enjoy hurting women. (goes to the next lady) How about you miss? Where do you work?

IB: My name is Ivana Bigun and I work at one of the gyms in Evansville.

A: Is there anything you would like to say about our opponents tonight so that we can get a better understanding of them?

IB: Actually ... the only thing I know about them is that they tried to come into my workplace, a woman's gym, and work out.

A: That's it?

IB: When I told them that they couldn't work out there they started to get, well actually, they started to have a hissy fit.

A: So what you're saying is that they wanted to work out with the women, but when you told them they couldn't they threw a hissy. That sound like they're a pair of ... what was that work Kevin?

KP: That would be Cakeboys Apocalypse. They're a pair of Cakeboys.

A: Oh yes that's right. (goes to the last girl) How about ...

KP: Actually Apocalypse I've got this one. (goes up to the girl) Hey Veronica how ya doin?

V: Hey Kevin how are you! Did you get my message?

KP: What message?

V: The message I gave to your opponent friends. I told them to tell you I said hello.

KP: They did not pass me that message sweets.

V: I should've expected it. Those two were only interested in themselves anyway.

KP: You mean they didn't even pay you, a sexy little redhead like yourself, any mind?

V: Nope. Personally I thought they were gay!

KP: Hey now we can't come to that conclusion. Just because they like to abuse women, work out in female gyms, throw hissies, and not find good lookin ladies attractive. We can't come to that conclusion!

A: But at least we know them. We know, along with all of that, that they can't work without the other. Where one has to be there always has to be the other.

KP: And that's why I would like to be one of the first to welcome back Vice President Les McCarver and for making this match a Genocide Tag Match! Since those two like to be together so much now they'll have no choice BUT to be in the ring bonded by a chain to each of us.

A: Now you say The Thrill Killas enjoy the bondage of chains?

KP: That's not all my blue haired friend. They must try to also go and get a ladder so that they can climb up it and retrieve that barbed wire wrapped coal miner's glove. And, if that wasn't enough, they must continue fighting and PRAY TO GOD that they can keep one of us down for the ten count. Oh the pleasures of knowing the rules of Genocide ... a Hardcore match.

A: And the EWI wouldn't be the EWI unless it had an extreme match.

KP: Right you are Apocalypse. So Thrill Killas let us welcome you to the EWI the way you should've been welcomed to the EWI in the first place and bring your women abusing, hissy havin, cakeboy faggot asses to the ring cause we're about to show you how we do this GENOCIDE STYLE! So Mr. DJ how'bout you start up their music and let's get this party started!

{'YMCA' - The Village People begins to play as The Thrill Killas come out to the top of the rampway obviously upset.}


The Dark Carnival vs The Thrill Killas

Combined Weight 630lbs | Combined Weight 460lbs

Chicago, IL / White Sands, New Mexico | Coolsville, USA

'(Can't You)Trip Like I Do' - Filter and The Crystal Method | 'We're Not Gonna Take It' - Bif Naked


Big Thrlla and Bump Daddy J don't look to pleased about getting strapped to the team of The Dark Carnival. The referee is telling them to strap in and both members are looking at each other with fear in their eyes. Kevin Powers and Apocalypse and standing in the center of the ring, already fastened to the chains. Big Thrilla and Bump Daddy J finally stick their arms out and the ref secures the chain to their wrists and locks it. Bump Daddy J and Big Thrilla attack quickly. Bump Daddy J lunges at Apocalypse with the chain wrapped around his fist, throwing wild punches at the face of Apocalypse. Big Thrilla runs around Kevin Power's and wraps the chain around Kevin Power's leg and pulls, causing Kevin to fall to the mat. Apocalypse finally catches Bump Daddy J and body slams him to the mat. Kevin Powers pulls back on the chian and pulls Big Thrilla back towards him and hits a clothesline that sends Big Thrilla to the mat. Bump Daddy J tries to crawl out of the ring, but Apocalypse pulls him back, Bump Daddy turns and pokes Apoclypse in the eye and then hits a DDT on the big man. Kevin Powers wraps the chain around his elbow and drops a elbow to the chest of Big Thrilla. Big Thrilla gasps for breathe. Bump Daddy J has the chain wrapped around Apocalypse's throat, but Kevin Power's rushes over and kicks Bump Daddy J in the back of the head. Big Thrilla gets up and yanks on the chain, causing the chain to move up and strike Kevin Powers right in the groin area. Bump Daddy J and Big Thrlla stomp on Apocalypse. Bump Daddy J tells Big Thrilla to go and get the ladder as Bump Daddy J beats Apocalypse with some of the slack in the chain.

BS: The Thrill Killa's with the upper hand earlier in the match.

GM: I can't believe that this team is handling the Carnival this way.

Big Thrilla slides out and walks to towards the ladder. Kevin Powers regains his composure and pulls back on the chain, Causing Big Thrilla to turn and smack his head on the ring post. Apocalypse pulls Bump Daddy J down with a leg as Kevin Powers slides out of the ring and on the floor with Big Thrilla. Apocalypse gets to his feet and pulls up Bumb Daddy J up and then sends him back to the mat with a choke slam. Kevin Powers grabs the steel ladder, raises it over his head and drops it on Big Thrilla with a thud. Apocalypse pulls up Bump Daddy J and drapes him across his shoulder. Bump Daddy J squims and slides backwards and drives Apocalypse to the mat with a Reverse DDT. Kevin Powers goes to grab the ladder, but Big Thrilla pushes it up, causing the edge to catch Kevin Power in the forehead, busting him wipe open. Big Thrilla staggers to his feet and slides the ladder into the ring and then slides in behind it. Bump Daddy J waits for Apocalypse to get up and drop kicks him in the knee. Big Thrilla sets up the ladder and starts to accend the ladder. About 5 steps up the ladder, Kevin Power pulls on the chain, sending both the ladder and Big Thrilla to the mat. Kevin Powers wipes the blood from his brow and slides in the ring,. Bump Daddy J has a figure four leg lock applied to Apocalypse and Kevin Powers drops a knee across Bump Daddy J's mid section. Kevin Powers then lays the ladder down in the ring and pulls up Big Thrilla, Powerbomb by Kevin Powers on the steel ladder. Apocalypse climbs up on the ropes and comes off with a Flying Leg Drop on Bump Daddy J. Kevin Powers sets up the ladder and accends the ladder. Kevin makes his way to top and grabs the glove. Big Thrilla tips the ladder and sends Kevin Powers, the Ladder and Coal Miner's glove spilling into the ring. The Glove rolls out of the ring and onto the floor.

BS: The Glove is down and now the real match begin, but noone has possession of that glove.

GM: Come on Bump Daddy J.

Big Thrilla heads toward the ropes, but Kevin Powers yanks back on the chain. Bump Daddy J slides out of the ring, but the glove is on the opposite side of the ring. Apocalypse follows Bump Daddy J out. Apocalypse pulls the chain and pulls Bump Daddy J back to him and connects with a big boot. Apocalypse reaches under the ring and pulls out a table. Apocalypse slides the table into the ring. Kevin Powers whips Big Thrilla with some slack from the chain, Big welts show on the back of Big Thrilla. Apocalypse slides in the ring and sets up the table. Apocalypse pulls Bump Daddy J into the ring and sets him on the table. Apocalypse slides out of the ring and grabs the coal miner's glove and tosses it to Kevin Powers. Kevin Powers grins and puts on the glove and pounds on the forehead of Big Thrilla, busting him wide open. Kevin Powers pulls up Big Thrlla and sets him up for the powerbomb through Bump Daddy J and the table, but Bump Daddy J rolls off the table and Big Thrilla hits the table and that's it. Bump Daddy J charges at Kevin Powers, Apocalypse jerks back on the chain and Bump Daddy J gets leveled with the Coal Miner's Glove. The ref starts his count. One...Two...Three...Four...Big Thrilla starts to stand but falls back down. Five..Six...Seven...Eight...Nine...Ten.

Winner: The Dark Carnival


BS: The Dark Carnival has done it.

GM: Wow, That was a great match...Um..Wait..That was terrible. This is what the SSN is trying to stop.. ..Wait a minute.

Ripper Robertson and Max Mayhem rush to the ring from the back, with chair in tow. Ripper and Max level both members of the Dark Carnival. The Manaics continue to beat on the Dark Carnival as The Thrll Killas finally get up and they start kicking the downed Dark Carnival. Ripper Robertson and Max Mayhem each waffle a member of The Thrill Killas. Both Maniacs throw their chairs down on the mat and leave the ring.

BS: What was that all about?

GM: I'm not sure, but they took out The Dark Carnival so it can't be that bad.

BS: Wait a second Gary. I'm being told that a camera crew has caught up with Evan Aho!

GM: Where they find him?

BS: Exactly where to look for him. The roof.

GM: I'm not liking the sound of this.

BS: Let's get up there right now ....

(The camera opens up on the roof of the arena, it appears desserted. You can make out smoke coming from furnaces, and a doorway leading to back inside the arena. There is a storage room near the side of the roof that looks a little shaggy and appears to have been unused for years. The door opens and out steps a figure. It's dark so you can barely make out Evan Aho's figure as he looks around.)

EA: Show yourself!

??: Come Over here.

(The sound came from behind the storage room, Aho cautiously walks over, and stops about 5 feet before he gets to the storage room.)

EA: Who are you?

??: What do you care, I hold the answers to your questions.

EA: What does that mean?

??: I shall deliver to you the one you want.

(Evan steps closer, the person is standing in the shadows. Evan stands right by the shadows squinting trying to make out a figure.)

EA: Who are y...

(Evan is interupted by 4 hands grabbing him, 2 of them by the throat, and two around the torso. Evan's face is that of surprise as he is thrown off the side of the roof. Evan swears a very loud profanity for a long time before he connects with something. The camera looks over the side to see Evan has landed in a garbage dump beside the arena.)

BS: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! WHAT HAVE THEY DONE!

GM: Granted I don't care for Evan Aho, but nobody deserves this at all! Someone needs to find these sadistic SOB's as soon as possible!

BS: Aho is supposed to face ExE later tonight, but after an event like this I don't know if that's going to be possible!

GM: First Gemini. Then Hellfighter. Now Aho? I would hate to see who they try to nail next!

(The lights suddenly go out in the arena, causing a huge roar.)

DEEP VOICE OVER: Ladies and Gentlemen….. now Super Sports Network presents ….. all the way from the North Pole…… SANTA’S LITTLE HELPERS

( The "Grinch" song begins and out come five midgets dressed as elves singing)

MIDGETS: You’re a mean one, Mr. Love. You really are a heel….

(The midgets continue to sing. They have pointy little green elf shoes and red elf outfits. On the front of the red suits the elves are letters, as they form a line the letters spell "NthWA". While the elves sing, Sanders and Mcfarland react.)

GM: Is this some of Powers’ midget humor??? I never really get that stuff.

BS: Judging from the names on their backs, I don’t think Good God Kevin Powers had anything to do with this.

(Three of the "elves" have now turned their backs revealing names spelled across their backs. One has "Mr. Holiday Event", the second has "Dan ‘Cryin’ Ryans" and the third has "Good God".)

GM: Oh, now that is funny…. Whoever did this makes much better use of midgets than the Dark Carnival…. Look at their funny little shoes.

BS: This is ridiculous, Garrett, How can you condone that?

(The midgets end their rendition of "The Grinch Song". And form a line down each side of the stage. Cue Up: Queen "We Are The Champions". Through the curtain pops Saul and 187 in three piece suits, followed by Tania in tight spandex tube top emblazoned with "SSN", a pair of black skin tight pants and 4 inch heels. All those on stage turn their backs to the crowd forming a semicircle around the next man to come through the curtain, as Saul works the microphone.)

SAD: Get to your feet people, for on this night the Super Sports Network presents to you your Extreme World Champion, the man who Championed the cause of a departure from the ignorance that is called Extreme Wrestling, The Southern Dandy, The Lake Wylie Heartthrob, the Anti Clause…. Because instead of fat and jolly, he’s buff and mean and he takes from adults instead of giving to kids…. He is Hurricane Eddy Love.

(Cue Up: The Fab Four " All You Need is Love" as the curtain opens. Love has his back to the camera. He has abandoned his usual look and has his long wavy blonde hair laying on the shoulders of a full length orange robe with "CHAMP" spelled across the back in what appears to be diamonds, or at least really good CZ. Love spreads his arm letting the silver sequins hang 6 inches down from each arm. Love turns quickly, huge toothy grin as he takes the microphone and the music cuts.)

LOVE: Now *that* is an entrance….

(He strides from one end to the other, stopping occasionally to blow a kiss to a few in the crowd.)

….. Things have gotten so confusing around here. I mean even things as simple as the SSN "A" team walking down the streets are confusing, because when someone yells "Hey Champ" we all think they’re talking to us. (laughs) Now for you NthWA fans out there, I’m making reference to the fact that the SSN "A" owns every belt except…. Oh never mind get whoever drove you to explain it.

Confusion is the rule of the day, I mean how did I get to be the bad guy. I have returned the Extreme World Title to the lofty heights it deserves and the fans treat me like some thug. The SSN has turned this into a company where wrestling is the flavor of the day, but these men are called sell outs by men who three weeks ago were deciding how far to fall based on what the cash offer was. I mean these guys who were wrestling in a 12 foot cage caught on fire and electrified by man eating electric eels for an extra hundred dollars, call my champions sell outs. Then my favorite I have Rob Sampson, a man who I have taken nothing away from…. Ask him he’ll tell you, despite my personal distaste for him as a person, I’ve given him his due, and this no talent piece of trash hack has nerve enough to challenge Eddy Love and make reference to wanting it to be …

(Eddy makes quotation marks with his fingers)

… just me and you this time, no outside interference. I guess I’m supposed to infer that this man, whose only finishing maneuver the two times I faced him was the Dan ‘Cryin" Ryans run in, is concerned that Fair and Square Eddy Love would not want to give him a fair fight. Rob, that pisses me off. I never whined a moment about that Dan Ryans incident in our "I NEVER Quit" tables match, yet you have the nerve to try to paint me as less than ethical….. Me??? The Paradigm of Morality….. Rob, surely you remember the one who pinned you fair and square, right in the middle of the ring in the inaugural Federation Title bout. That point made Rob… let’s move on.

I’ve told so many history stories on the SSN lately that I’m starting to feel like Eli Flair

(the crowd has a mixed pop to Flair’s mention)

but I feel the need to point out just what all this match tonight climaxes, on how lucky you people are to be a part of something this big. A little less than a year ago, I was finishing up contracts in the EWI and CSWA…. I was tired, I was rich and I believed I was being grossly underpaid….. I was walking away from the sport, I thought possibly forever. While I was making my farewell tour a young punk was calling me out, just like a dozen others before him had tried, but I didn’t have time to squash his dreams…. His name was Mr. Main Event Rob Sampson. When I was drawn back into wrestling, Rob Sampson was there, and you all know about the two wrestling clinics we put on. Rob certainly was not happy that I hid under a mask, making it difficult to scout, when I pinned him in our first encounter…. And certainly I thought the circumstances of the second stunk…. But they were matches you still hear men in our business talk of….. when the wrestling "in" crowd talks about great work, these matches are what they hold up as examples. I know Rob Sampson is no push over…. When he took that Federation belt, I asked him not to soil the example we had set for that title by losing it to an undeserving man…. Rob Sampson has fulfilled my request and now he has brought it full circle, and given me the opportunity to make sure that I approve of who removes that strap from his waist….. it’s an opportunity I appreciate , and one I will not let pass….. I approve of no one any more than I do myself.

Great men whatever their place in life face many defining moments. The greater the men the more of those critical events they face, the great ones don’t waste many of them on defeats. Ali had Frazier, Norton, Weppner and Holmes. Jordan had Bird, Magic, Isiah and O’Neal. Eddy Love has had many great moments that define the megastar that he is…. Topping Rocky Ford Meloneer for the NWCI belt…….. Defeating Windham, Powers, Hornet and Billy Starr in succession to win the 64 man CSWA tournament……. Defeating Arrogance with Kevin Powers to gain the CSWA tag belts …. Coming up on the losing end of a feud with Bryan Blair in the old BTR …. Winning the top belt in this fed twice now…….*BUT* tonight you people have the chance to tell your grandchildren you watched Eddy Love wrestle in a match he called one of the biggest in his life, and you saw the greatest wrestler of our time wrestling at his very best.

You see I take this opportunity very seriously. This is the match that culminates several big events in my career. This match will be the match that puts EVERY single belt in the hands of this SSN group that I brought together to prove that technical wrestling is superior in the ring and in the Nielson ratings. This is the match that breaks the one all tie of one of the most fierce feuds of my career, a feud that certainly will live on to another day. This match will see the return to Eddy Love’s possession that Federation title that signaled my return from hiatus and directly back into the spotlight, a belt I want very badly……. BUT most importantly when I beat Rob Sampson 1….. 2….. 3 in the middle of that very ring I will claim the name "Mr. Main Event" as my own. Oh, sure Sampson those 38 fans of the NthWA will still call you that, and you can call yourself that, but the wrestling world will be buzzing about the Legend Killer, the Southern Dandy, Mr. Main Event Hurricane Eddy Love.

Sampson, I hope you’re lacing them up real tight brother, because I know that you know, just like act 1 and 2, act three is gonna be a matchup of two champions of our business, two real professional, two men who much of the sport fears and it’s gonna be brutal…. All night is all right with Hurricane Eddy, Rob, cause just when you figure you’ve given Eddy Love all he can handle…. Just when you figure to snap on the glass ceiling and it’s all over…. Just when you figure you have caused Eddy Love to spill all the blood and sweat he can muster….. that Rob Sampson is when The new Mr. Main Event turns it up a notch, then it’s Hurricane Pile Driver, Ambulance ride and 8 weeks of rehab for you boy. I’ve been through these endurance tests Rob, more of them than you can count and I’ve lost less than a handful. You may think you’re the big draw Rob…. The toughest guy in the tough guy tent at the state fair, but I’m the best this business has, Sampson. The best the BTR, the MWC, the EWI or the SSN has *ever* seen……and Rob Sampson I’ve seen every tough man act at every fair around the world, and in less than one hour I’m gonna show you what most of the wrestling world already knows…….WHEN HURRICANE EDDY LOVE GOES TO THE FAIR, HE ALWAYS COMES HOME WITH THE TEDDY BEAR.

(Love drops the mic as Tania walks up and gives him a hug. Eddy High fives 187, shakes Saul’s hand and they disappear through the curtain.)

GM: You have to give it to Love. He takes a depressing situation and makes it great!

BS: Well I hate to change the mood again, but I've just recieved word from the EMT people outside that Aho has substained injuries that will keep him from fighting in his match tonight against ExE. They are rushing him to the hospital right now for further X-Rays and test.

GM: And now they've ruined an Aho match? Gottfried will be upset.

BS: Tell me about it.

GM: You know how much Gottfried hates to see Aho take the day off.

BS: BUT HE'S NOT TAKING THE DAY OFF!

GM: You and I know that, but Gottfried will not see it that way.

BS: Coming up next it's unification time as Tribal Instinct puts their SSN Tag Straps on the line against The Mechanical Animals and their EWI straps.

GM: This is a farce of a match. The EWI straps aren't even REAL anymore, but MA feels that they've got to have something since they can never earn it on their own free will. They've proved it in the past and they're about to prove it again tonight!

[The crowd begins to boo when they hear the sounds of "Tribe" by POD hit the speakers. Tribal Instinct walks out onto the ramp with Marcus Gottfried and they begin walking to the ring. The step into the ring with microphones in hand and begins to address the jeering audience. Marcus Gottfried is the first to speak.]

MG: Mechanical Animals, it's about time you two got what was coming to you! Tonight, Tribal Instinct will take those worthless pieces of scrap that you call "titles" and show you what it means to mess with the Super Sports Network! Tonight, we're playing things MY way. This is MY pay-per-view and if you somebody doesn't cooperate with me, then they will reap the consequences. This includes YOU, Mechanical Animals. You two have gone on long enough with your shenanigans. I'm sick and I am tired of you walking around with those retired, worthless EWI Titles. The titles, by the way, that you never actually WON, but STOLE from Tribal Instinct in some inane attempt to get to us. To IRK us. It didn't work. All you did was further anger us. But tonight, all wrongs will be righted and if... excuse me... WHEN Trypp and Brandon Williams beat you, the SSN Titles and the EWI Titles will be unified and I'll put those pieces of junk where they belong... in the trash compactor.

[The crowd boos Gottfried's comments and he hands the mic to Trypp.]

TW: Angelus... Ruiner... you guys are a couple of jokes. The fact that YOU are the tag team that's representing Zieba and the rest of his losers only proves how... pathetic and desperate the EWI is. The Mechanical Animals is a laughable team. They come out here trying to play to the fans... trying to get cheers from the fans. And, you know, when everyone hears it on TV, I'm sure they think that the fans are just going nuts. Too bad it's all a scam. That's right folks, everytime that you've heard the Animals cheered for on TV, it was nothing more than an audio track playing over the speakers in the arenas that they contaminated with their presence. The honest truth is, Animals... everyone hates you. And when I say 'everyone,' I mean EVERYONE. I can't think of one person -- wrestler or otherwise -- that has any respect for you whatsoever. The boys in the back hate you... the guys in the office hate you... the people in the audience hate you. The only way that you can get a decent bit of crowd heat is by manipulating a few of these poor dumb bastards is to oppose the big bad SSN. And even then, they're only cheering for you out of pure desperation. Because, lets face it, while you may be the tag team representatives of the EWI, you're still pretty damn pathetic.

BW: Animals... no one wants to see you out here with your pseudo-Goth outlook on life. No one wants you our here singing the praises of Trent Reznor and Marilyn Manson. This business isn't about the music... it's about the wrestling. You guys are in this for the shock factor and truth be told, I don't think you could wrestle a decent technical match to save your lives... or those EWI Titles. You go in for the Long Hard Road Out of Hell matches... the cage matches... the burning barbwire matches. C'mon Animals! That era is OVER. People are more into the actual SPORT of wrestling nowadays. THAT is why the SSN is here! To give the people what they want!

[The crowd boos Brandon's comments.]

BW: After tonight, Animals, we are through with you. You will not get another shot at our titles for as long as we are champions because, quite frankly... YOU DON'T DESERVE IT! You never did and you never will. The only reason you were given a shot in the first place is because you cried like a couple of babies and threatened to leave the company. Why the Commissioner didn't simply let you leave then is beyond me. If it were me, I would've let you walk. But I guess the EWI had to have some sort of tag team in their ranks and, let's face it, the Maniacs haven't been that active of late. Tonight, we take back what was stolen from us. The truth is, the Mechanical Animals have never BEAT Tribal Instinct in any way, shape, or form. The Mechanical Animals came in and TOOK our titles in a ploy to tick us off. And boy, did it ever work. One of the real reasons, I feel, that the Animals felt that they had to steal our titles is the fact that deep down they KNOW that they couldn't beat us for them. And that proves that... well, that at least they've got a little bit of common sense. So tonight, we're given our chance to humiliate you. You challenged us to a Long Hard Road match... Well tonight, we prove to you and to the world that the only reason you challenge teams to those retarded matches is because you know that you can't out-wrestle them. Well tonight, you don't have a choice but to try.

MG: Remember, everyone, the rules for tonight's match. There will be NO hardcore elements in this match. If there are, then the Animals will be FIRED. There will be no pro-EWI members at ringside AT ALL! If there are, then the Animals are FIRED. If anyone from the EWI side of things even THINKS of getting involved in the match, then the Animals are FIRED FOREVER! With that said, Animals... Good luck. You're sure as hell gonna need it!

[Gottfried drops the mic and walks to back up the ramp where 187 meets him to protect him from any unwanted aggression from the Animals. Trypp and Brandon Williams wait in the ring for the Animals to enter.]

(The lights in the arena abruptly go out as "Wish" by Nine Inch Nails blasts over the loud speakers. Red, blue, green, and yellow lights begin flashing as a lite smoke engulfs the arena. The huge EWI screen at the top of the rampway starts flashing MA's entrance video. The video switches between Nine Inch Nails "Wish" video and scenes of MA continiously. After a few moments, Angelus and Ruiner make there way out to a rather large fan pop. After taking in the fans applause Angelus and Ruiner finally make there way to the ring. Ruiner, who is already in the ring, casts a wicked glare right towards the direction of Tribal Instinct. He's obviously not in a good mood. Angelus walks up the steel stairs to the ring and holds onto his EWI Tag Title making sure it doesn't slip from his shoulder. Once inside he runs to the corner and yells to the crowd, as soon as he does the fans yell back producing a loud fan pop. Angelus then jumps off the ropes into the center of the ring. He pulls off his shades and hands them to the ring attendant, he as usual leaves his trenchcoat on.)


Unification Tag Team Title Match

SSN Champions Tribal Instinct vs EWI Champions The Mechanical Animals

Combined Weight 604lbs | Combined Weight 490lbs

Los Angeles, CA | Junon

'Tribe' - P.O.D. | 'Wish' - Nine Inch Nails


Ruiner and Brandon Williams start out for their respective teams. Collar and Elbow tie up and a knee lift to the stomach by Brandon Williams. Brandon Williams follows it up with a swinging neckbreaker that sends Ruiner to the mat. Brandon Williams jump up and looks to the crowd for approval. The crowd responds with boos. Brandon Williams waits for Ruiner to get up and charges with a clothesline, Ruiner ducks and catches Brandon Williams with a kick to the stomach followed by a DDT. Ruiner gets up quickly and uses the ropes for momentum and hits a elbow drop right to Brandon's chest. Ruiner pulls Brandon Williams to his corner and tags in Angelus and they send Brandon Williams into the far ropes and catch him with a double clothesline. Ruiner steps out of the ring and Angelus applies a side headlock. Brandon shoots Angelus into the far ropes and catches him with a shoulder block. Brandon Williams pulls Angelus up and tags in Trypp. Brandon hits a suplex as Trypp comes off the top rope with a splash.

BS: Both teams have scouted each other pretty well tonight.

GM: We both know that SSN comes to their matches prepared. I think the Mechanical Animals are just getting lucky.

Trypp locks on a spinning toe hold and Angelus looks to be in some pain. Trypp loosens the hold and then goes to spin again, but Angelus kicks off Trypp Williams. Angelus is back to a vertical base and both men lock up and Angelus hits a arm drag and then a standing drop kick that sends Trypp Williams staggering through the ropes and onto the arena floor. Brandon Williams comes and hits Angelus with a double axe handle to the back, Angelus and Brandon Williams start trading rights and lefts as Ruiner climbs up to top rope and comes off with a flying body press on Trypp Williams. Ruiner gets up and rolls Trypp back in the ring and follows him in. Angelus pushes Brandon Williams backwards into the referee. The referee rolls out of the ring and onto the floor. Ruiner sends Trypp into the ropes, but Trypp catches Ruiner with a flying clothesline, sending Ruiner to the mat.

BS: The Ref's out and there's chaos in the ring.

GM: Oh, Yeah, It's about to get better.

Marcus Gottfried walks out onto the stage at the top of the entrance ramp to a booing crowd. He watches the match with a grin on his face. He motions to the back to someone who is not seen. Then, two men run out from behind the curtain

BS: It's Cole Steele and Chris Lehew.

GM: It's SSN to the rescue.

Cole Steele and Chris Lehew reach in the ring and pull out Ruiner and work him over on the floor as Trypp Williams grabs Angelus from behind and drops him with a reverse DDT. Brandon Williams gets to his feet and sets Angelus up on the Top Rope. Trypp climbs up after Angelus and hits a Hurricanranna as Brandon comes off the ropes. The ref starts to come around, but Cole Steele waffles him with a chair. Brandon looks over and a look of shock is on his face. Trypp slides out of the ring and pushes Cole Steele. Cole glares at Trypp and pushes him back. When Suddenly, Devil without a Cause cues up. Vice President McCarver steps out on the stage, with Mic in hand. VP McCarver looks at Marcus Gottfried and shakes his head no.

VPM: Stop it now. This is not going to happen. Not tonight..Not any other night. I don't know what's going on and quite frankly if it wasn't for those Tag Team Titles, I'd probably let this little inner feud continue, but I refuse to sit in the back and let this happen. Cole Steele, I'm fed up with your actions, Now you and Chris Lehew better get away from ringside, before I strip Tribal Instnct of their titles and give them to the Animals.

Cole Steele jaws at Trypp Williams, before he leaves ringside. Chris Lehew follows behind him.

VPM: Now, Marcus, I told you I'd be watching and well this match is going to continue, but with a couple of added stipulations. Guards will encompass the ring. Can I please have the guards out here.

Suddenly and group of 20 security guards circle the ring and face away from the ring.

VPM: Good. Now all we need is a offical.

Vice President McCarver pulls off his sweater to reveal a Referee's shirt underneath.

VPM: Ok, We've got our official. Now let's get this match restarted.

Brandon Williams drops an elbow on Angelus as Vice President McCarver slides into the ring. Ruiner stumbles to his feet and to the corner. Trypp Williams gets in his corner. Brandon Williams then picks up Angelus and body slams him to the mat. Cover by Angelus to the mat. One..Two..Kickout. The Vice President holds up two fingers. Brandon Williams gets in Vice President McCarver's face, but Angelus comes up from behind and pulls Brandon Williams down for the pin. One..Two..Kickout. Trypp Williams comes in the ring, but Vice President McCarver stops him in his track. Angelus pushes Brandon Williams to his corner and tags in Ruiner. Angelus hits the Angel's Touch (Twist of Fate) and Ruiner comes off the top rope with a senton bomb from the top rope. Cover..One..Two...Trypp comes in but Angelus intercepts him. Three.

Winner: The Mechanical Animals (New SSN / EWI Tag Team Champions)


BS: We have new champions.

GM: What? No this isn't fair. This isn't right!

BS: And The Mechanical Animals are still celebrating in the ring as McCarver and the guards are making their way out .... WAIT A MINUTE! The SSN, minus Eddy Love, have made their way into the ring from the crowd and are attacking Angelus and Ruiner! Dear God what an onslaught!

GM: This is great! Hit'em again!

BS: HERE COMES REINFORCEMENTS FOR MA! Junon security guards are on their way down, but they're being cut off by Steele, Lehew, Suicide, and Hiroshi as Brandon and Trypp have gained the advantage and are TRASHING Angelus and Ruiner in the ring with steel chairs! This is too much!

GM: Are you kidding this is great!

BS: They wind up .... ANOTHER SLAM FROM THE CHAIR! Dea ... WHAT JUST HAPPENED? While Team SSN is attacking the Mechanical Animals, the lights go out and a voice saying "He's Here" echos throughout the area. As the lights come back on a man is in the ring standing over the fallen members of the Mechnaical Animals armed with a kendo stick!

GM: WHO THE HELL IS THAT!

BS: I heard we signed new people to the federation and he must be another. And from what I'm being told in the headset this must be The Reaver of CSWA fame!

GM: Another CSWA import? Son-of-a-BITCH!

The Reaver then starts attacking the members of Team SSN with the Kendo Stick until the Junon Soldiers can pull the fallen Animals out of the ring. With Angelus and Ruiner back on their feet they, with the help of Reaver and the Soldiers, carry both belts out of the ring and towards the back.

BS: Say what you want, but the Mechanical Animals are YOUR new tag team champions.

GM: I'm not saying it cause I can't believe it. Zero beats Hiroshi, Falcon beats Suicide, now THIS? Along with everything else that's going on here? Tonight is a bad night for the SSN network!


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