Table Rules

The Darkness vs Jesse Falcon

6' 0", 200lbs | 6'2", 223lbs

Parts Unknown | Dallas, TX

"Mudshovel" - Staind | "Cowboy" - Kid Rock


("Cowboy" by Kid Rock cues over the loudspeakers. The fans erupt in applause as pyros go off on the entrance ramp and "Furious" Jesse Falcon enters the arena. He wears a long black leather trenchcoat, buttoned up, and a cowboy hat made of the same material. Over his eyes are dark mirrored sunglasses. He quickly makes his way to the ring and slides in as the audience continues to cheer.)

FJF: Hello Greensboro! Welcome one and all to the EWI! First off I'd like to talk about my upcoming match tonight. Tonight I face the Darkness.

(The fans boo.)

FJF: Oh, I know, I know. You're just trying to make him mad so he'll be a better fighter tonight, right?

(Laughter from the crowd.)

FJF: Darkey, just face it. Tonight, you have no chance of beating me. You're not championship material and I'm about to prove that by putting you through a table. You just don't have what it takes. Now, as far as this whole SSN vs. EWI crap that's goin' on. Well, the way I see it... Yes, Marcus Gottfried and SSN write the paychecks, but Erik Zeiba and the EWI name are what sell tickets. You own Each Other. And truthfully, you've all turned this into one very, very immature pissing contest.

(Falcon grins as the audience cheers his comments.)

FJF: Now, the reason I REALLY came out here. Well, besided the match I'm about to win... Ladies and germs, I'd like to present to you the reason that I am championship material. You see, I graduated high school as the valedictorian at 16, got a 1370 on my SAT and recieved a doctorite in astrophysics at the University of Georgia. That's right folks, I'm a genius. Why do I bring this up now? Because, for some reason, the Darkness took it upon hjimself to insult me and every other Southerner by calling us.... (gasp) dumb.

(The audience's boos intensify.)

FJF: So, I'm out to show that we're not all that dumb, Darkey. I know you're listening. Go ahead and insert your foot into your mouth right.... now. That's right fans, you're in for a show. The Darkness is in for a beating from...

(The takes off his trenchcoat to reveal a t-shirt containing his new slogan.)

FJF: "The Most Intelligent Man In Sports Entertainment." Enjoy.

(Falcon grins before removing his hat and sunglasses and awaits the arrival of The Darkness. In the meantime he hops out of the ring and stops at the closest table and pushes down on it, testing its sturdiness.)

GM: Looks like Falcon is really concentrating tonight on this match.

BS: Well he needs to. A win here and he goes against the Cruiserweight Champion, Inferno, in a title match.

He is interupted as The Darkness broadsides him after jumping the safety rail. The two go over the table and into the steel steps as the bell rings to start the match. Darkness is up quickly, grabbing Falcon by the hair and pulling him to his feet. Falcon stumbles backwards, into ring post as Darkness lays heavy rights into him. Darkness whips Falcon into the safety rail, then follows up with a runnning boot to the face.

GM: Suprise, suprise, Falcon is recieving a beating.

Darkness grabs Falcon and gets ready to perform a DDT onto him, but Falcon reverses it into a northern lights suplex. Darkness hits the safety rail hard on his descent and flips into the crowd. Falcon follows, grabbing a steel chair from a fan at ringside and slamming it into the back of the downed Darkness. He pulls Darkness to his feet and winds the chair up like he was playing baseball. He nails Darkness in the forehead and blood starts openly flowing from his head. Darkness crumbles to the ground and Falcon quickly drags him back to the ring aisle and to the nearest table. He sets him up for a suplex, but before Falcon can perform it, "Pollution" by Limp Bizkit plays over the PA system. The crowd gives a loud face pop as they all turn their heads to see Inferno walking down the aisle way, wearing blue jeans and a "wife-beater". He has the Cruiserweight title slung across his shoulder. Falcon turns around, his eyebrows furrowed at the sight of Inferno. You can read Falcon's lips as he mouths, "what the hell are you doing here?". Inferno smirks, shaking his head and shrugging as Darkness hits Falcon with a low-blow from behind. Falcon falls to his knees and his mouth hangs open as Inferno walks past the two wrestlers and to the commentary booth. Inferno pulls up a chair and grabs a headset from the table. He sits down and puts them on as the camera moves to view Darkness and Falcon, both still laying on the ground and breathing heavily.

IN: Hey guys, how's it goin?

GM: You don't deserve that and you know it.

IN: Hey, hey...I know you don't like me, but why does it hafta be like this? I'm just coming down here to do a little commentary bout my friend, Jesse Falcon.

BS: Well, Inferno, its a pleasure to have you with us.

GM: Suck up...

Darkness whips Falcon into the ring and slowly follows. Blood flows down his head, dripping off his chin and onto his chest as he picks Falcon up. He performs a suplex followed closely by an elbow drop. He gets up, dragging Falcon up with him and performs a hurricanranna. He bounces off the far ropes, running over Falcon, and bounces off the near-ropes into a nicely performed asai moonsault. Darkness rolls out of the ring and pulls a table to the corner of the ring aisle. He sets it up where two safety rails meet, glacing up at the ringpost, and repositions it. He moves back into the ring and pulls Falcon into the corner. He ascends, dragging Falcon up with him.

IN: Looks like Darkness is going for a superplex to the outside...through a table.

GM: Amazing.

Darkness moves to suplex Falcon, but is blocked. He tries again and is blocked for the second time. Falcon punches Darkness hard in the ribs, three times in rapid succession, then pushes Darkness away. Darkness falls back, hitting the side of his back hard against the steel post before plumeting to the thin mat outside. Falcon falls back into the ring. Both men lay there for several moments.

BS: That looks like it hurt...bad.

GM: Thats just cause your a sis. It didn't look that bad.

IN: Oh no, not bad at all...only a few broken ribs and a...

GM: Smarta...

BS: Now, now, Gary. Would SSN be pleased if you used such language?

GM: *Grumble*

Darkness writhes in pain as he cluthes his ribs. Falcon rolls out of the ring and grabs Darkness. He picks him up, above his head and drops him against the safety rail Darkness stumbles backwards, holding his chest. Falcon grabs him and whips him hard into the safety rail, then clotheslines him over and into the crowd. He grabs a table and sends it over, too. He glances up at the balcony above, nearly 15 feet up, then back at Darkness. He sets up the table below the balcony, then lays Darkness ontop of it.

IN: Interesting.

GM: Hey, where you...

BS: ...going?

Falcon disappears into the sea of fans. Inferno runs up, glances at Darkness, then continues in pursuit of Falcon. A moment later, Falcon appears on the balcony above. He looks down at Darkness, then gets up onto the edge of the balcony. He balances himself and prepares to jump, but just before he can, Inferno runs out of the crowd and performs a running spin-kick, knocking Falcon's legs from underhim and causing him to fall back onto the balcony floor. Inferno pulls him up and yells at him a few times before smacking him in the head with the Cruiserweight belt. Inferno backs up and places Falcon's head between his legs. He smirks at the crowd, then picks Falcon up and performs the Inferno Drop over the balcony.

GM & BS: *both standing up and in unison* Oh my God!!

As Falcon plummets toward the table, Darkness rolls off to one side. Falcon lands hard on top of the table, but the table does not completely break. Darkness pulls himself to his feet and finishes the job by legdropping Falcon through the table.

BS: Darkness has won the match!

GM: Oh that's BS and you know it! Inferno won it for him.

BS: Be that as it may, it will go down in the record books as a win for Darkness.

Winner: The Darkness


Both men lay lifelessly as the bell is rung. Paramedics rush out with two stretchers but before they reach him, Inferno puts a foot up onto the balcony's edge, pulls a mic from his back pocket, and starts to talk.

IN: Don't touch them! First off, Falcon, Mr. Urban Cowboy...you want a go at me, you got it. Next Heatwave in Greenville, you get your shot. You want some of this, bring your best. Your pick, either a title shot or a non-title hardcore match. Makes no difference to me...either way, I'll be picking up another win. Go ahead, help 'em out boys.

Inferno tosses the mic down, hitting Falcon right in the chest as the medics go to work on the two. He disappears into the crowd as they give a deafening pop.

BS: My God! We've got a situation here folks. We've got to cut away, but when we return we'll have the first of TWO Main Events ... NEXT!


BS: Welcome back folks. While we were away we have had reports from reporters who have made it to the site where Commando dropped Gemini out of the helicopter into Buffalo Lake. Apparently talking to divers they have said they've found the gurney, but no site of Gemini.

GM: Like Commando said he probably turned into an Aquarius and swam away.

BS: You are so not funny.

GM: Yet I still get paid more than you don't I?

BS: You wish. Also we have heard that EWI Owner Erik Zieba will be coming out to make a special announcement in regards to several issues that have come apparent tonight.

GM: I think the man is trying to save face myself.

{'Renegade Master' - Wildchild starts up as EWI Owner Erik Zieba makes his way down to the ring. With an obvious upsetting look on his face he enters the ring and quickly calls for a microphone.}

EZ: It seems ... that people wanna try their luck with the man that brought the EWI to a new state of excitement. Well, okay I can go for that. First of all I have a little info for you Antonio Corleone. One thing in this federation you never ever do is put your hands on me, but since you were so kind as to give me an idea on your career here then how about this. I remember you saying that you'll fight in any type of match with any amount of opponents. I seem to remember that. Therefore, being in the kind mood that I'm in, you will face the returning team of Amplified in a Triple Threat Match! Oh and Silencer good luck cause .... it's been your pleasure!

BS v/o: Can you believe it!

GM v/o: Zieba, obviously not happy about earlier tonight, is starting his revenge on Corleone. What did he ever do to deserve a match like this?

BS v/o: Remember he did ask for it.

GM v/o: Cause the man has guts and Zieba is gutless.

EZ: Second of all, and this goes to the SSN and Marcus Gottfried, it seems that with the wave of your hand you can just make up matches trying to strike that very last nerve in my body. Well, I'll tell you what Gottfried and cronies. If Love wants to give up his shot at Aho and give it to Tabu at Greenville then that's fine with me, but that doesn't mean it's vacation time for you Eddy Love. Instead of watching from the back or faking yet another injury you will have a match that very evening. Since one of your old friends is back in the EWI how about I give him a welcome home greeting and put him against you in Greenville? What am I saying? At Heatwave in Greenville Eddy Love will put up his EWI, not SSN, Federation title as he faces none other than ... The Crippler Cameron Cruise!

GM v/o: NO FAIR!

BS v/o: Zieba is on fire tonight with these announcements and you have to admit it!

GM v/o: Eddy is nice to give Tabu a shot at Aho and now Zieba makes Eddy work? That's messed up!

BS v/o: I don't think he's even done yet.

GM v/o: Oh what a shock!

EZ: Finally I have to address the next match coming up between The Dark Carnival and The Vital Idols. Granted there have been several people in the back saying that I was thinking with (looks down) 'The Vice' and it could be true, but if anyone knows me if an interesting offer comes my way then I will look into it .... and one has. Now granted this match was supposed to be a normal tag match, but with this recent development I just can't turn it down. THEREFORE this match will be a Barbed Wire...

{Crowd cheers}

EZ: Inferno ...

{Crowd cheers again.}

EZ: Table match!

{Crowd erupts into a louder cheer than before.}

EZ: So what are the rules? They are simple really. It's still the same Table Rules match, but the Barbed Wire and fire is a bonus. It's a match I like to call ... A Southern BBQ Match. Cause the barbed wire will tendorize'em, the fire will cook'em, and the Table will Serve'em, but that's only part of the announcement ....

{Suddenly, the lights suddenly go out as 'Wherever I May Roam' - Metallica and The San Francisco Symphony Orchestra cues up.}

GM v/o: Oh you have to be kidding! If that was just part of the offer then what do these freaks have to offer?

BS v/o: I hate to say it, but I can only think of one thing.

{In the beginning, with the violins and guitar, the lights black out with a blue haze starting to form slowly. Then when the band picks up with the drum pyro effects go off on the stage area with the first climax being three blue lighting bolts coming out of the sky and striking a center point on the stage. As the song hits another chorus Apocalypse and 'Good God' Kevin Powers come rising out from the stage. Apocalypse is dressed in a black body suit cut at the sleeves and wearing black leather boots that comes up past his knees and out with blue lighting streaks while Powers is decked out in jeans and a blue tank top with the Nike symbol on it. As they finally rise out of the floor they step to the side to show that 'Risqué' Roseanne Fairhurst and Miso are standing behind them holding onto two title belts. Then as the second tapping of the drum goes again so does they pyro effects then at the second and final climax. Five, in a row, bomblike effects go off and The Dark Carnival makes it's way to the ring still under the blue haze of the crowd. }

KP: (taking the microphone from Zieba) Well Zieba you didn't surprise them, but you surprised me cause I didn't think you would go for it. Still a deal is a deal and we're gonna stick to it. Miso if you would please.

M: (taking the microphone) Ladies and Gentlemen. Not only will this match be fought under Southern BBQ rules, but titles will be at stake for The Dark Carnival, 'Good God' Kevin Powers and Apocalypse, will be putting their CSWA Unified Tag Team Titles on the line!

GM v/o: WHAT?

BS v/o: That's what I thought it would be, but is it possible?

GM v/o: WHAT?

BS v/o: Give over it Gary it's a done deal.

GM v/o: WHAT?


CO-MAIN EVENT

Under Southern BBQ Rules

The Dark Carnival vs The Vital Idols

Combined Weight 630lbs | Combined Weight 453lbs

Chicago, Illinois | Venice Beach, California / Olympia, Wash

"Wherever I May Roam" - Metallica & TSFSO | "Runnin' With The Devil" - Van Halen


BS: Well, The Dark Carnival has made it's way to the ring and now we're just waiting on The Vital Idols to--

(The Vital Idols' theme song music hits the speakers. The Vital Idols enter amidst a large explosion of pyros and numerous felmale dancers.)

GM: Something looks... different about the Idols today.

BS: They're... wearing fire suits.

GM: No... that's not it...

BS: Yeah, Gary, I think it is. Looks like they're wearing the fire suits that the Greensboro Fire Department loaned them.

GM: Think they're gonna wear the helmets and everything in the ring?

(The Vital Idols reach the ring and remove their helmets and fire coats.)

GM: Guess not.

In the ring, Kevin Powers is checking out the barb wire covered ropes and while he is, Sky Suicide clobbers him over the head from behind with one of the fire helmets. He then whips the stunned Powers into the ropes across from him and Powers back hits the barb wire roughly.

GM: Hey, I thought this was an inferno match. Where's the fire?

(Suddenly the turnbuckles erupt in flame and continue to burn.)

GM: Why does that keep happening to me?

Sky Suicide is startled by the explosion and it gives Powers just enough time to get to Apocolypse and make the tag. Apocalypse comes in and blocks a punch attempt by Suicide and delivers a punch of his own, knocking Suicide to the mat. Apocalypse pulls Suicide up and quickly powerbombs the much smaller man.

BS: I have a feeling that Apoc and Powers are going to have a huge advantage considering the size difference here.

GM: What? Suicide and Sajec are Giant Killers, Bret!

Apocalypse pulls Suicide up once more and whips HIM into the ropes, splitting Suicide's back open instantly. Apocalypse attempts a clotheline, but Suicide ducks and turns around for a clotheline of his own, knocking the big man back. Suicide then backs up and nails Apocalypse with a cross body block, knocking him down. Sky Suicide then delivers an Asai moonsault to his fallen opponent. On the outside of the ring, Sajec pulls a table out from under the ring. He slides it in and sets it up in the corner. He and Suicide pick Apocalypse up and attempt a double Irish whip but Kevin Powers comes out of nowhere and nails Sajec in the jaw with a dropkick, sending Sajec tumbling over the jagged ropes. By this time, the top of the table in the corner has been ignited in flames due to the burning turnbuckle. Suicide works on the leg of Apocalypse and then takes him down with a swinging neck breaker. On the outside of the ring, Powers whips Sajec into the guardrail. He pulls Sajec up and easily tosses the smaller man into the steel steps. The Vital Idols' theme music hits once more and Melissa enters with a small blowtorch in her hand.

GM: Woohoo! I KNEW there was something missing in this match!

BS: Folks, it looks like the ref has turned this oneinto a free-for-all.

As Melissa makes her way to the ring, Rosanne Fairhurst and Miso ambush her from behind, knocking her down on the entrance ramp and sending the blowtorch skittering across the concrete. Powers notices the torch and picks it up as Sajec tries to recover. Back in the ring, Apocalypse has gained the advantage over Suicide by reversing a DDT attempt into a back drop. Suicide quickly gets up, in considerable pain, considering the abrasions on his back, but he is met with a stiff bodyslam from Apocalypse. Back on the outside, Kevin Powers uses the blowtorch to ignite a 2x4 that he found under the ring. He swings the 2x4 and nails Sajec right in the back. Sajec goes down like a rag doll. Powers drops the burning weapon and picks Sajec up and drops him face first on the guardrail. He picks him up yet again and hits him with a uranage (Rock Bottom) onto the concrete. He then pulls a table out from under the ring and sets it up. He pulls out another and sets it up right next to it. Powers stands on top of one of the table closest to the ring and pulls Sajec up with him. Powers sets Sajec up for a powerbomb.

BS: He wouldn't...

GM: He would.

Powers powerbombs Sajec into the barb wire covered ropes and uses his momentum to spin around and drives him through the second table and straight to the concrete below.

BS: Good God Almighty! Kevin Powers just hit Kiss the Canvas through a table! Tony Sajec is NOT moving! The Dark Carnival has gotten one of their opponents through a table but it looks like they've eliminated that opponent completely!

In the ring, Apocalypse attempts an Irish whip, but Suicide miraculously reverses it and sends Apocalypse into the burning turnbuckle, nearly burning Apocalypse's face. Apocalypse, blinded by the fire, stumbles back and is met with a belly to back suplex from Suicide. Sky moves to the corner and sets up the still-burning table. By now, the entire table has been engulfed in flames. He picks Apocalypse up and attempts to powerbomb him through a table, but Apocalypse is still strong enough to resist him. Suicide instead decides to DDT Apoc to the canvas. Suddenly all of the barb wire covered ropes surrounding the ring simultaneously burst in to flames, much to the delight of the capacity crowd.

BS: Oh my how things are heating up here tonight!

GM: I can't BELIEVE you just said that.

BS: Sorry.

Suicide pulls Apocalypse up and whips him into the flaming ropes. Apoc bounds off without catching himself on fire and is met with a sidewalk slam from Suicide. With Apocalypse down, Suicide hits him with a knee to the face. He then picks up Apocalypse, who appears to be out of it, and punches him square in the face. Apocalypse's head lifts and he looks Suicide in the eyes. Suicide's eyes grow in fear as Apocalypse clutches his throat. He lifts Suicide up and is about to chokeslam him through the flaming table when Melissa appears out of thin air and nails the large man in the lower regions, focing him to release his hold on Suicide.

BS: Now, how in God's name did she get past the flaming ropes?

GM: She's a brave, brave woman.

BS: Shut up Gary.

With Apocalypse hunched over, Suicide takes advantage and levels him with a guillotine ace crusher. Meanwhile, on the outside, Powers is trying to find a way into the ring, possibly where Melissa entered earlier. But, Sajec nails him from behind with the flaming 2x4 that Powers dropped earlier!

BS: Where the hell did he come from? I thought he was as good as done!

Sajec hits Powers with the 2x4 once more before taking it over to a roll of barbed wire laying under the ring. He wraps the barb wire around a steel chair and then proceeds to pour lighter fluid on the chair, before lighting it with the 2x4. Sajec waits for Powers to get up and then wallops him with the flaming chair. Sajec's face is a bloody mess as he continuously hits Powers with the chair. Back in the ring, Apocalypse has gotten to his feet and Suicide hits him with a spinning heel kick. He then locks Apocalypse into a full nelson and delivers the Suicide Solution on Apocalypse through the flaming table.

BS: Oh my! What more can these two teams go through tonight? Each team now has put one of their opponents through a table.

On the outside, Sajec whips the near-unconscious Powers into the ring post and as he stumbles back, Sajec hits him with a dropkick, sending Powers into the ring post once more. He then rolls Powers into the ring. Fairhurst blows out the flames on the ropes on one side of the ring with a fire extinguisher and climbs in. Suicide moves towards Powers to help Sajec double team "Good God" but Fairhurst showers him in chemicals from the extinguisher. The ref tries to get Fairhurst to leave the ring, to no avail. Sajec then hits a German suplex on Powers. Sajec picks Powers up and whips him into one of the burning ropes and Powers tumbles to the outside, his pants leg getting caught on the barb wire on the way down and his leg begins burning profusely. Miso runs to the aid of Powers and helps to smother the flame, but Powers' leg is still badly burned. Somehow, Powers manages to climb into the ring and hits Sajec with a clotheline. He then limps over to Sajec and nails him with the PowerZone (X-Factor). He whips Sajec towards the ropes, but the ref is still in a tiff with Fairhurst and is nailed in the back by Sajec and tumbles over the ropes and onto a table on the floor below.

GM: A ref through a table. Now THERE'S something you'll only see in the EWI!

Powers, stunned by the action, doesn't notice that Sajec has come to his senses and sneaks up behind him to hit a reverse hurricarana on Powers. Meanwhile, Apocalypse and Suicide have both regained themselves and are slugging it out on the floor. Apocalypse latches on to the neck of Suicide and looks for a table set up nearby but finds nothing. He decides to chokeslam Sky anyway. In the ring, Sajec pulls Powers up and sets up a table in the center of the ring. He then sets Powers up for a DVD, and drops Powers on his head on the mat. He sets Powers on the table in the center of the ring. Sajec grabs the fire extinguisher that Fairhurst dropped and puts out the fire on the turnbuckle and carefully ascends to the top rope.

BS: Turn On Elbow Drop from Sajec! Tony Sajec has put Kevin Powers through a table. The Vital Idols have won this match and the CSWA Tag Team Titles!

GM: Think again, Bret! The ref is still out cold! He didn't see a thing!

Sajec covers Powers as Apocalypse and Suicide trade shots on the outside. Suicide escapes Apocalypse's clutches and runs over to wake the ref. Apocalypse grabs Suicide and hit Revelations (reverse DDT) on him. He then leaves Suicide and enters the ring. Melissa runs in to help and hits Apocalypse with a chair. Apocalypse turns around, unfazed and sees Fairhurst pull Melissa down by the hair and the two begin to fight on the outside.

GM Cat fight! Woo! Oh... what's Miso up to?

Sajec, frustrated, gets up and turns around to face Apocalypse just in time to be met with a fireball from Miso, who is standing on the apron! The fireball hits Sajec square in the face and he reels back in pain, stumbling over Powers, who is getting to his feet. Apocalypse delivers a series of punches to Sajec and then instructs Powers to set up another table. Apocalypse ascends the turnbuckle that Sajec extinguished earlier and pulls "Turn On" up to the top rope. Powers has the table set up and the ref gets back in the ring just in time to see Apocalypse hit The Seventh Seal (tombstone piledriver) from the top rope and straight through the table in the ring. The ref calls for the bell, awarding the match to The Dark Carnival.

Winners: The Dark Carnival


BS: The Dark Carnival has done it! The Vital Idols gave one helluva fight, but this decision ultimately came down to fate and Fate smiled upon Apocalypse and Powers.

GM: The Dark Carnival wins in the Co-Main Event against the Vital Idols with a little help from an Asian vixen and a fireball! For mom, America, and Poontang pie, they've done it!

BS: Huh?

GM: Uh, sorry. Let's go to the OTHER main event.

BS: As much as I would love to you know we've got to take a break first.

GM: Break, no break, damn who's paying for this?

BS: Folks when we return it's the other main event as Aho and Sampson take on Love and Hiroshi ... NEXT!


BS: Welcome back everyone. Well, considering the night we've had so far only one thing remains and that is the other Main Event of the night.

GM: Hell yeah it's been hectic all night long, but all good things must come to an end and so with the EWI as SSN sends in their Federation Champion and Asian consultant to take out the extreme boys of EWI.

BS: Well Aho has said he fights for only himself and Sampson does what he wants to do.

GM: Well in that case I guess they're just screwed.

BS: There is only one way to find out and that is gonna happen right now as we go to the ring for our second and final Main Event of the night!


CO-MAIN EVENT

Evan Aho / Rob Sampson vs Eddy Love / Kin Hiroshi

Combined Weight 494lbs | Combined Weight 453lbs

Seattle, WA / Cincinnati, OH | Clemson, SC / Tokyo, Japan

"Blood, Milk and Sky" - White Zombie / "Biggest and the Best" - Clawfinger | "Trampled Under Foot" - Led Zepplin / "Five Finger Crawl" - Danzig


With the wrestlers in the ring it's Sampson and Hiroshi that start it off. With Sampson winning the battle of the holds he begins to back Hiroshi up with a series of knife edged chops into the ropes. As he whips Hiroshi into the opposite ropes he sets up for a clothesline, but Hiroshi surprises Sampson with a running leg lariat that brings Sampson to the ground. Trying to keep the advantage, Hiroshi hooks up Sampson with a snap German suplex that brings the man down with a disturbing thud. As Hiroshi tries for it again Sampson breaks the hold by throwing an elbow into the face of Kin instantly releasing the hold. With Hiroshi dazed Sampson quickly hooks him up into an Exploder DDT that leaves his opponent flat on the canvas. As Sampson goes to cover he only gets a two count before Hiroshi is able to kick out.

BS: Sampson almost with the quick win there.

GM: Against the SSN boys? I don't think so. Sampson and Aho better have brought a lunch and a dinner cause they're gonna be there for awhile.

As Sampson goes to tag Aho in Hiroshi has the right mind to do the same and tags in Love who is hesitant to come in. As they are about to lock up Love pretends to go into the hold, but at the last second he breaks away and tries to get the ref to brush Aho back saying there is something the matter with his neck. As the ref pushes Aho back Love and Aho begin to stalk eachother again, but as Aho tries to move in Love moves back and sticks his body halfway through the ropes instantly having the ref break away from Love. Frustrated Aho tries to lock up with Love again, but once again Love breaks back and catches a quick tag with Hiroshi sending him in to lock up with Aho instead.

BS: What is this all about?

GM: Hey if Eddy isn't ready then he isn't ready. Remember he's wrestling with a sore neck and that's aying alot for this man.

BS: Yeah you're right. I tend to have those pains in my neck too. Sometimes sitting right next to me.

GM: Hey you have to .... HEY!!!

With Hiroshi back in they lock up and it's Hiroshi who gains the advantage by hitting Aho with chops and then following it up with spinning savate kick dropping Aho into the corner. Stalking, Hiroshi walks up to Aho and starts to lay into him with a series of kicks to the midsection as Love is cheering him on. Hiroshi, hearing the cheers, turns around and tags in a willing Love who instantly moves in for the kill with a running splash right into Aho. With Aho falling to the ground Love starts to taunt the crowd and rile them up. He then picks up Aho and sets him up for a suplex, but Aho goes with the move and tumbles out of the suplex landing on his feet and surprising Love with a Liger bomb bringing the Hurricane down.

BS: What a move by the Extreme World Champion!

GM: That wasn't skill that was pure luck and you know it.

BS: Whatever you might say you have to admire the man for what he brings to the table.

GM: Well considering from what I've heard in the back about him and Vickie it isn't much.

BS: She's gonna kill you.

GM: I care.

Now with Aho in control he begins to move in on Love, but Love is quick to his knees and is begging off to Aho who is somewhat surprised. As he is begging off he continues to move towards the corner for Aho is still trying to make a move on Love. As he gets closer Love tells the ref to have Aho back off, but as the ref is trying to administer the count Kin starts to make a move towards them quick to draw the attention of the ref and Aho. As the ref's back is turned and Aho not paying attention, Love shoots a low blow on Aho who crumbles down quickly. Once the ref turns around he sees that Love is back up putting the boots to a fallen Aho.

BS: That wasn't even right.

GM: Are you kidding that was great! That was a planned move by the SSN Federation Champion.

BS: That's EWI Federation Champion.

GM: You see what you wanna see and I see what I know is right.

With Love continuing the assault he backs up and waits for Aho to reach his feet so that he can hit him with a running bulldog, but as he makes his move he fails to see Sampson running towards him and catching him with the Show Stopper. As the ref is telling Sampson to go back to his corner nobody sees a quick Hiroshi leaping onto the top turnbuckle and connecting on Sampson with a missile dropkick that knocks him into the ref.

BS: What a nasty move!

GM: Yeah that was pretty good and now with the ref down? Hey playtime is over! Now the fun begins!

BS: Well it's a free for all as all four combantants are fighting it out in the middle of the ring!

GM: Sampson is paired up with Hiroshi and Aho and Love are going one on one with Love DROPPING Aho with a hard right to the chops!

BS: Eddy now accenting the turnbuckle, and........no wait a minute.....

(Welcome To The Jungle by Guns and Roses has kicked up as Commando appears at the entrance way with barbed wire chair in hand.)

GM: Commando is back, but for who, for what?

(Tasker now rushes the ring, but all four competitors look confused.)

BS: Who is Tasker gonna hit. OH my god! From out of nowhere Tasker just turned and clocked Eddy Love in the head! Tasker now follows the up by tossing the chair to *******Kin Hiroshi and delivering a spin hook kick to the chair knocking ******* Hiroshi out cold.

AT (without a mic but can still be heard):**** the Super Sports Network and **** you to Eddy!

GM: Alan Tasker is EWI all the way!

(Tasker turns to shake hands with respected adversary Evan Aho, and his partner Rob Sampson)

BS: But NO! Tasker just delivered a Head and Arm Suplex on Evan Aho, and delivers a boot to the but of Rob Sampson, DROP ZONE, on the barbed wire steel chair.

GM: What the hell is Tasker doing I thought he was EWI now?

(Tasker now grabs a mic)

AT: **** the EWI, **** you Sampson, **** you Zieba, and above all **** you Aho, you may have think we were finished at Bad Blood with that crock you wanna call a match, but your wrong, this sh** is NEVER gonna be over, **** respect, I have no friends no allies no one to turn to, all respect is, is a load of ****, from here on out its FULL FUCKIN THROTTLE!!!

GM: What is WITH this guy?!?

BS: I don't know, but Commando isn't done yet! He's continuing his assault on the four men and ... wait the ref just woke up and he's seeing what's going on. He's waving this match off!

No Contest


{Suddenly the lights start to flicker and a man starts to run down to the ring sliding in and attacking Commando from behind.}

BS: IT'S MERCENARY! MY GOD HE'S BACK!

GM: And he's taking it straight to Commando! Granted I'm surprised he can run considering what happened in his very last match, but it's good to see he's back in ... is it possible he's in one piece?

BS: Mercenary just whipped Commando into the ropes, Commando ducks a clothesline and ... MY GOD! He just connected with a short arm clothesline of his own! And now he's taking it to Mercenary! Can this man be stopped?

{'The Beautiful People' - Marilyn Manson cues up as Gemini starts walking to the ring with a steel chair and a bag in his hand.}

BS: HE'S BACK! GEMINI IS BACK!

GM: Looks like Davey Jones' Locker spit another one out.

BS: He's sneaking up behind Commando and ... DAMN! He just BLASTED Commando with that chair and he's not letting up!

GM: Constant shots and ... he just busted Commando open with that chair! Now what is he doing?

BS: He's reaching for that bag and .... OH MAN! He's beating Commando with ...

GM: A FISH! He's beating him with a fish! Oh this is too much!

BS: Folks I'm being told that we're out of time. For Garrett McFarland, Victoria McCave, Guy Grant, and everyone at EWI tune in nextime for Heatwave in Greenville. Good night from Greensboro!

GM: With a FISH!

{Ending Credits}


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