BS: We're back folks.
GM: Has anyone found Commando and Powers? I can only imagine what's going on now.
BS: Once we get a feed we'll cut back to that action, but coming up next the Tag Titles are on the line with The Motor City Maniacs taking it to Simply Stunning.
GM: Nothing but pure hatred here with these two. This is what I like to see!
BS: Let's not hold back cause we're about to start this off right now.
Robertson and Max head down to the ring first, Robertson flexing his muscles and posing for the crowd, Max stone faced and all business. They bounce into the ring and wait for simply stunning. Both men slide into the ring and pace the ring like caged animals as their music 'Detroit Rock city' fades from the PA system.
Theres a flash of white pyro from the stage area, and Simply Stunning appear as 'Let Me Entertain You' comes across the PA. Simply Stunning play to the crowd on the way to the ring, strutting, flexing, stretching and in general sachay down to ringside.... where a pair of baseball slides by Robertson and Max send them sprawling.
GM: The maniacs on their game tonight.
BS: And simply stunnings on their behinds. They'd better suck it up fast.
Max keeps wilcox busy outside the ring, booting him several times and whipping him into the ringsteps with a loud CLANG. Robertson fires Hardy into the ring, drops a couple of elbows, then whips him into the ropes. Hardy ducks a clotheline, then drops Robertson flat with a missile dropkick.
BS: What a slick little weasel Hardy is!
GM: A slick little weasel? Did you just crawl out of the briar patch Brett?
BS: Just call the match Garrett...
GM: I'd like to, I'm just not sure I can compete with these cutting edge hip sayings like 'slick little weasel'.
BS: Garrett...
GM: You know something Brett? I think YOU, are the slick little weasel. Wow. I'm in the presence of greatness here.
BS: Why me lord?
Hardy treats Robertson to a succession of impressive aerial moves. He hip tosses Robertson, monkey flips him across the ring, then drops him again with a rolling neckbreaker. Hardy attempts a pin, but Robertson kicks out at one. Hardy tries to drag Robertson to his feet, but Robertson punches him twice in the ribs, then delivers a harsh Manhattan drop, leaving Hardy curled into a fetal position. Robertson gets to his feet, wipes his hand across his mouth and spits on Hardy.
BS: Robertson showing some intensity here.
GM: But he's no slick little weasel right?
Robertson drags up Hardy by the hair, then presses him high into the air. He holds him for a second, then drops him, dragging an agonized yowl from Hardy. Robertson smirks, then tags in Max. Max climbs to the top rope and drops a leg across Hardy's throat. Max pops back to his feet, grabs Hardy by the hair, and goes for a ddt. Hardy blocks the move, then back drops Max. Hardy wobbles around the ring trying to regain his equilibrium as Max sits on the matt, the pain causing him to arch his back and grimace. Both Robertson and Wilcox try desperately to tag in.
BS: Hardy trying to recover, as Max tries to get back to his corner. Both men really need a tag here.
GM: Both Robertson and Wilcox are slick little weasels now, right?
BS: WILL YOU SHUT UP?!?!
Wilcox and Robertson both tag in at the same time. Wilcox goes for a superkick, Robertson ducs, locks up Wilcox and drops him with a sambo suplex. Wilcox pops right back up, unaffected, bounces off the ropes and surprises Robertson with a cross body block. Wilcox gets a two count, then Robertson presses him off with authority. Both men scramble back to their feet and circle each other.
GM: So what would you call Robertson here? A greasy little beaver?
BS: Shut up! Shut UP! Shutupshutupshutup!
Robertson locks up Wilcox in a headlock, then takes him down with a hip toss. Before he can follow up, Wilcox takes him down with a scissors sweep. Wilcox recovers his feet and tries for a moonsault, but misses as Robertson scrambles away. Wilcox clutches at his ribs as Robertson holds his bloody nose. Both men regain their feet, and Wilcox clotheslines Robertson over the ropes. Wilcox attempts a plancha, but Robertson somehow catches him in a staggering display of power, then punishes Wilcox with a samoan drop. On the spanish announcers table.
GM: Madre Dios! Not the spanish announcers table!
BS: Well, thank god it's not us.
GM: Yeah, cause we'd be sorry little puppies then, huh?
Both Max and Hardy scramble over to the actio and start throwing fists. Robertson tries to follow up on the punishment, but recieves a lowblow for his efforts. As he staggers back, Wilcox smacks a superkick just behind his ear. Robertson drops like a stone, but before Wilcox can take advantage of that, Max smashes him on the back with a chair. Suddenly the ref motions for the bell and the match is over.
GM: What? What is the ref doing here?
BS: It looks like the ref just diqualified the motor city maniacs! What? The Motor City Maniacs don't look happy either...
GM: Neither would I, they just got shanked. Poor little weasels....
BS: And neither team looks very happy with the result here. Max and Robertson are both yelling at the ref.
GM: The ref's wisely backing away from these two bad boys, and heading up the aisle. Robertson and Max are following but... who are they? Who are those guys?
A large number of blue shirted security guys cut off Max and Roberts, and usher away the ref. A man in a suit pats the ref on the back and tells him something quietly as they usher the ref away.
GM: That's SSN security! Oh boy, Zieba is NOT going to be happy with them!
BS: And how. Mr. Zieba only likes one person calling the shots around here.
GM: Mrs. Zieba?
BS: Why do I even bother?
GM: Hold on, do you hear that?
BS: I sure do! Our camera crew has made its way to the roof!
The scene changes to show Powers and Commando trading right hands. Finally Powers drops to his knees and executes a low blow. Commando rolls around on the ground as Powers walks around and yells out, "Rose!" Suddenly Roseanne Fairhurst bursts through the door, again carrying Powers barbed wire baseball bat. She hands the bat to Powers and then steps back.
GM: This can't go on much longer. Both of these guys are bloody and visibly tired.
BS: Well, Garrett, apparently they've decided to settle it one way or another tonight!
Commando gets to his feet and charges Powers. Powers swings the bat but misses his mark, allowing Commando to nail a boot to the stomach and then execute a Samoan Drop. Commando grabs Powers' bat and rams it down into his stomach. Commando pulls Powers up and attempts the Nose Dive, but Powers fights his way out of the manuever and nails his Power Zone facebuster.
BS: These men are going to injure or maim each other if they keep dropping each other to that hard rooftop!
GM: I believe that's the point, dummy.
Rob Sampson checks on Commando as Powers tries to catch his breath. Sampson asks Commando if he wants the match stopped and Commando's only response is to shove Sampson away. Sampson looks annoyed but says nothing. Powers and Commando start brawling once again. This time it's Commando who gains the advantage. He grabs a nearby toolbox and rams it into Powers' face. Powers goes down and Commando suddenly mugs the camera.
C: Look at EWI's resident lush now! Not quite so big now is he? It's not over. Nuh uh. Tonight, I send Kevin Powers to Hell!
Commando walks over to Powers and drags him to the ledge.
BS: Oh, come on! This is going too far!
GM: There's no such thing as too far for these two!
The fans in the arena can be heard screaming in horror as Commando suddenly throws the still-dazed Powers off the rooftop.
BS: Good lord, no! My God, he's killed Kevin Powers right here on SSN!
GM: AND I LOVE IT!
BS: You're sick, Garrett. Commando's even sicker though! This is heinous.
The cameras try to find Powers but it is far too dark. Rob Sampson looks worriedly over the edge but sees nothing either. The shot returns to the arena.
BS: I understand Commando is making his way back to the ring to claim victory. It will take a few minutes though, considering where he is. Folks when we return we'll have Tony Sajec taking on Brad Striker...
GM: For the title right?
BS: It's a non-title match.
GM: That wimp.
GM: That match is coming up next so don't you dare turn away!
The lights go out… suddenly on the Entrance Screen the King Feisal III Logo appears on the screen. A chorus of boo’s accompany King Feisal as he makes his way down to the ring, wearing a sports jacket, no shirt on underneath, shorts, and flip flops. King Feisal enters the ring and grabs the mic.
KF: It is now time for me to introduce to you the future legend, the future icon, and the future of the EWI….
Gun’s and Roses “Right Next Door to Hell” bass line kicks in.
KF: THE MOST FANTASTIC CHARISMATIC AUTOMATIC LOVE MAKER BED SHAKER AND BONE BREAKER TURN ON TONY SAJEC!!!!
A group of dancers come out, line the Isle way and begin to dance… suddenly as the music becomes more intense all lights shut off… In a huge explosion of sparks and flames Turn On Tony Sajec stands at the top of the ramp, with a strobe light behind him. Confetti falls onto the crowd, as Tony Flexes his biceps in the light of the strobe. The lights slowly come back on Turn On Tony Sajec is wearing sunglasses and a shirt that reads “I just did the #1 Strikerette” on the back is a picture of Brad Stryker's Mom with “damn I feel dirty” written underneath. Sky Suicide enters and walks behind Turn On as he makes his way to the ring, Turn On flips over the top rope, Sky jumps over it Turn On immediately begins to flex. With his back to Turn On, Sky gets on his knees and puts his arms out to the side. Turn On's right arm accompanied by an explosion, then his left accompanied by another, then both at the same time with a huge explosion…. Then sparkles begin to fall from the ceiling like falling stars. The music fades away and the dancers return to the dressing room. Turn On, Feisal and Sky exchange high fives. Turn On Grabs the Mic. and looks to the front row.
TS: I just want to apologize in advance to the two Stikerettes in attendance tonight.
Turn On points to two old people in the front row.
TS: That would be you Bran's mother, Mrs. Stryper, and Bran's father Mr. Styper, I know it will be hard for you to watch, but there is no way around it, your son is going to get his generic, mid card for life A$$ kicked...
Turn On throws the mic and awaits for the arrival of Brad Striker. As Striker comes out to his fan-fair he gets into the ring and the match starts right away. The two men lock up at the start. Striker eventually gets the advantage and hits Sajec with a hiptoss. Being the beginning of the match, Sajec quickly gets up, only to be met with a clothesline from Striker. Sajec again gets up quickly and Striker attempts an Irish whip into the ropes but it is reversed by Sajec and Striker gets caught with a drop toe hold. Striker gets up and Sajec locks Striker into a full-nelson and turns it into a suplex. Striker rolls out of the ring to regain himself.
BS: The champion Striker is being smart here.
Striker gets in a confrontment with a fan and doesn't see the baseball slide from Sajec coming as he is nailed in the back of the head, and flips over the guardrail into the crowd. Sajec follows him in and levels him with a lariat. Sajec picks up a fan's chair and nails Striker in the head with it. As Striker gets up, Sajec attempts to hit him again but Striker ducks it punches Sajec in the gut, buying himself some time. Striker makes his way back to the ringside area and waits for Sajec, who comes closely behind. Striker pulls Sajec over the rail and throws him into the ring, following him in. Striker locks up with Sajec and whips him into the ropes. Sajec comes off the ropes and is caught in a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker by Striker. He lifts Sajec to his feet and then nails him with a double arm DDT. Sajec slowly gets to his feet, only to be met with a missle dropkick, sending Sajec to the canvas. Striker looks as if he is about to attempt an elbow, when King Feisal III pulls Sajec out of the ring. Striker, looking extremely pissed, rolls out after the duo. He points at King Feisal, who quickly gets out of dodge. Sajec, still groggy, goes for a suplex, but it is easily reversed by Striker, sending Sajec to the cold concrete. He picks Sajec up and whips him into the guardrail, doubling Sajec over. Before Sajec can regain himself, Striker makes his way to the ring apron. With Sajec still drapped over the guardrail, Stiker attempts a guillotine leg drop, but Sajec moves at the last minute, sending Striker's leg straight into the steel railing.
BS: Oh my! That may have been a turning point right there! Did you see that Gary?
GM: Huh? Oh, uh, no I missed it. I wasn't paying attention. What happened?
BS: Oh, nevermind.
Sajec moves over to Striker and pulls him up and whips him into the turnbuckle. He then rolls Striker back into the ring. Striker, who is half out of it by now, is quickly leveled by a spring board drop kick from Sajec. Sajec follows this up with a German suplex into the first pin of the match. 1,2,-- kickout. Sajec, visibly frustrated, picks Striker up and sets him atop of his shoulders and nails him with a reverse DVD.
BS: That's the signal for "Turn-On"s finisher. Get ready!
GM: You like calling him that don't you?
BS: Oh, shut up Gary. You-- Oh here it is. Sajec is on the top turnbuckle. That's the Turn On Elbow Drop and-- STRIKER MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!
GM: Dude, you need to chill.
BS: Leave me alone Gary. And "Superstar" Brad Striker with a great move!
GM: Ghetto Superstar, that is what you are, coming from afar--
BS: Shhhh!
GM: Man, why you gots to waste my flava?
Striker slowly moves to his feet and Sajec continues to lie on the canvas. Striker picks Sajec up and then, as Sajec staggers, Striker runs into the ropes. He bounces off and hits Sajec with a springboard bulldog. He then hits Sajec with an asai moonsault. He goes for the cover. One, two, thr-- Sajec gets the shoulder up... barely. Striker pulls Sajec up by his hair and gets in his face, before slapping him. Sajec, still stunned from his failed attempt at an elbow drop, staggers back and Striker simply laughs at him, although it is clear that Striker had been exhausted by this match. Striker grabs Sajec and hits him with the Superstar Slam. He once again covers. 1,2-- kickout! Striker, now extremely ticked, angrily picks Sajec up and attempts a short-arm clothesline but Sajec ducks it and desperately catches Striker with belly-to-back suplex.
BS: Great counter by Tony Sajec! Both men are down!
GM: Hey, homie, take a chill pill.
Both men are on the mat as the ref begins the ten-count. Sajec is the first one up and pulls Striker up. He throws Striker into the turnbuckle. Sajec lifts Striker up onto the turnbuckle and jumps up, attempting a hurricarana, but Striker miraculously reverses it into a powerbomb from the top turnbuckle!
BS: Striker has it! All he has to do is pin!
Instead of pinning, Stiker gets up and puts Sajec into The Final Insult. Sajec, having taken enough punishment, taps out much to the delight of "Superstar" Brad Striker.
BS: And Stiker wins, being sure to get his kicks in by making Tony Sajec submit!
GM: That's why they call him "Superstar." Well I guess it's time for a break cause I need a beer.
BS: Actually we're going to move on with the action.
GM: Man I SWEAR this figures. The ONE TIME I wanna take a break and we don't take one. Who's running the production booth tonight?
BS: I don't know off-hand.
GM: Probably McCave. Rotten little B---.
BS: GARY!
GM: Oh like Zieba is here.
BS: Coming up next we've got a new and improved Electric Comapny taking on two former world champions who have been impressive in the tag scene as of late Cancer and Gemini.
GM: Do you think Gemini is going to be into this match considering how he was acting towards the beginning of the Powers and Commando match?
BS: I don't know, but his head better be in the game for this match cause The Electric Company is no pushovers.
GM: But they're Former World Champs. You can't bet against them.
BS: Well we're about to find out cause that match is about to start!
Ogawa starts off against Gemini in the ring. Gemini applies a side headlock and backs into the ropes. Hercules sends him across and Gemini meets Go with a shoulderblock that sends Ogawa back on his heels, but not down. Gemini off the ropes again for a follow up shoulder block but Ogawa catches him with a sambo suplex.
BS: "Probably won't see a lot of mahistrol cradles or space flying tiger moonsaults in this match."
GM: "Gemini and Cancer are as psychotic and hardcore as they come. Go Kanzaki and Hercules Ogawa are one of the hardest-hitting teams we've seen in a long time. This is going to be a brutal match."
Ogawa with a body slam on Gemini and a leg drop. Ogawa with the cover, almost gets two. Gemini pops up and jacks Hercules with a straight right hand staggering Ogawa. Gemini with a suplex followed by a couple of stomps. Ogawa rolls out of the way and tags in Kanzaki.
BS: "As powerful as Ogawa is, he won't be able to put away Gemini so easily. Now Go Kanzaki comes in."
Kanzaki opens up on Gemini with some knife-edge chops followed by a gut-wrench suplex. Go Kanzaki sets up Gemini for a suplex, but Gemini twists out of the move ending up behind Go. Gemini blasts Kanzaki with a spine punch and quickly capitalizes with a thunderous inverted DDT! Gemini wastes no time and locks on the Tourquemada to the skull of Kanzaki.
BS: "There's that lethal claw-hold! Kanzaki is in big trouble!"
Hercules Ogawa flies into the ring and blasts the kneeling Gemini in the face with a dropkick to break up the hold.
BS: "Great presence of mind from Ogawa there. Electric Company appears to have done their homework."
GM: "It doesn't take a deep thinker to try to avoid that gargantuan arm of Gemini."
Hercules throws Gemini into the corner and Go rolls to the outside holding his head. Hercules hacks away at Gemini with a couple open-hand chops then backs up to get a running start for a lariat. Just as Ogawa turns, Cancer jumps in the ring and lambastes Hercules with a clothesline. Kanzaki is back in the ring and charges Cancer only to be met with a spinebuster.
BS: "Cancer is cleaning house!"
Cancer step out of the ring with Gemini and Kanzaki the legal men. Gemini pulls Kanzaki up and drags him near Cancer in the corner. Gemini picks up Kanzaki and drives him to the mat with a sidewalk slam, followed by a quick tag to Cancer. Cancer on the attack now hammering Go with rights and lefts. Kanzaki is doubled-over as Cancer catches him with a boot to the stomach. Cancer backs up to the ropes and gets pasted by a Hercules Ogawa elbow to the back of the head.
GM: "Looks like Ogawa gets some payback for that clothesline he caught from Cancer earlier."
Cancer stumbles forward into the waiting arms of Kanzaki who takes control with a huge powerbomb! Cancer is dazed and Kanzaki musters enough strength to make the tag to a fresh Hercules Ogawa.
BS: "Ogawa sends Cancer off the ropes and catches him with a huge running lariat!"
Hercules draws a finger across his throat and tags Kanzaki. Go heads to the turnbuckle and Ogawa hoists Cancer onto his shoulders. Before Kanzaki can hit the cross-body block on Cancer, Gemini shakes the top rope causing Kanzaki to slip and tumble to the outside of the ring. Cancer slips off Ogawa's shoulders behind him and locks in a cobra clutch.
GM: "Cancer is going to end it here, he's got Hercules in the center of the ring."
BS: "He does, but Kanzaki is the legal man! And right now Gemini has grabbed a chair and is making his way towards Go on the outside!"
Kanzaki is getting up slowly after the horrid fall he took from the turnbuckle to the floor. Gemini grabs Kanzaki by the back of the head and plows him face first into the guardrail. In the ring Ogawa is slowly fading as Cancer continues to suck in the cobra clutch.
GM: "I think Gemini smells blood."
Gemini blasts Kanzaki with the chair and brings the big man to a knee. Gemini tosses down the chair and hooks the head of Go, setting up for a DDT on the chair. But Kanzaki comes to and as Gemini begins to fall back for the DDT, Go wrenches free from the lock and pushes him back causing Gemini's skull to bounce off the chair!
BS: "Kanzaki has caught a second wind. The man is tough."
GM: "The referee just told Cancer that Ogawa isn't the legal man."
Cancer promptly releases the hold and makes a quick step towards the referee who wisely rolls out of the ring to tell Kanzaki to get back in.
GM: "Chicken."
BS: "Can you blame him?"
GM: "Not at all."
Kanzaki crawls into the ring still holding his forehead. Cancer takes a swing at Go, but Kanzaki ducks and locks in a full-nelson. Kanzaki throws Cancer to the mat with a dragon suplex.
BS: "Beautiful bridge! 1...2...Cancer kicks out."
GM: "It looks like Go may have landed on his head throwing that suplex. Real smart."
Cancer staggers into a neutral corner and slumps into the turnbuckle. Go follows him in but quickly Cancer sidesteps and sends Go head-first into the turnbuckle.
BS: "Cancer was playing possum! Go wheels dizzily off the turnbuckle into Cancer who drops him with an earth-shattering Implant DDT!"
GM: "Ogawa was waiting on Cancer though and came sprinting down the apron to hit him with the Ax Bomber! Cancer has hit the floor and Go is not moving."
The ref is looking back and forth between Cancer on the outside and Go laying motionless on the mat. He begins to count. Hercules Ogawa jumps down to the floor and sets Cancer up for the Ogawa driver. Gemini is down on the floor too and just as Ogawa hooks Cancer's arms, Gemini catches Hercules by the throat with his overgrown left arm. Gemini drops Herc to the floor with a huge one-handed chokeslam.
BS: "The referee continues to count. Gemini is standing over Ogawa with a sadistic grin on his mug."
GM: "Go is not moving in the ring. He's out cold."
BS: "Gemini seems to have realized what is going on and tries to get Cancer back in the ring but the ref is already calling for the bell."
GM: "This is going to be an interesting decision."
The referee runs to the timekeepers table and quickly explains to the ring announcer what went down. The ring announcer is on the mic.
RA: "The referee has informed me that Go Kanzaki was declared unable to continue, however because Cancer was counted out, this bout is declared a draw."
GM: ANOTHER DRAW? Who's paying off the refs?
BS: Hey maybe it's SSN. Did you ever think of that?
GM: Our mealticket? Heck no!
The crowd begins to boo loudly as Commando walks through the curtain with a triumphant smile on his face. Sampson follows him out soon after. Commando looks over at Sampson as if he's expecting him to declare him the winner. Sampson hops out of the ring and confers with the time keeper. He then takes a microphone and begins to speak.
RS: Based on everything that's happened, and given the nature of this match anyway... I have no choice but to declare Commando as the win...
Suddenly "(Can't You) Trip Like I Do" begins to play and Kevin Powers walks out from the back. He's covered in garbage and is limping but looks determined to get to the ring. Roseanne Fairhurst walks alongside him, looking quite concerned. Powers rolls into the ring and immediately goes right after Commando.
RS: This match will now continue!
BS: Kevin Powers lives!!!
Commando steels himself for combat but suddenly Powers throws out some powder. Commando ducks and the powder catches Sampson flush in the face.
GM: Oh no! The referee's been blinded!
Sampson blindly staggers around, unable to see. Powers tries to explain to Sampson what's happened but Sampson reacts on instinct and unleashes a Show Stopper superkick on Powers.
BS: Oh my God! Sampson nailed Powers with the Show Stopper!
GM: He nailed him right on the chin!
Powers staggers into Commando's waiting arms. Commando executes the Nose Dive onto a steel chair lying in the ring. Commando collapses on top of Powers and hooks the leg. Sampson, finally regaining his sight, drops to the mat and counts. One...two...three!
BS: Commando's won the match! Commando has defeated "Good God" Kevin Powers!
GM: It only took him all damn night!!
BS: You have to give an inadvertent assist to Rob Sampson, who was blinded at the time he nailed Powers with that superkick.
As Commando celebrates outside the ring, Fairhurst attends to her man in the ring. Suddenly from out of the run Gemini and Cancer. Cancer shoves Fairhurst away and Gemini begins pounding on Powers' injured knee.
BS: Cancer and Gemini!? Give me a break! Hasn't Powers been through enough!?
As if in answer to the question, the lights go down. The crowd buzzes in anticipation. Suddenly the lights come back on to reveal Apocalypse standing in the ring over Powers with a chair in his hands. Cancer and Gemini are holding their heads.
GM: Apocalypse is in the house!
As Apocalypse stares across the ring at Gemini and Cancer, all three men are distracted by the crowd once again roaring. The cameras pan back to show that Tribal Instinct, armed with 2 chairs, are headed to ringside. The two men whack Gemini and Cancer first, sending them out of the ring. Both men then turn to Apocalypse and strike him with their chairs.
BS: Tribal Instinct is taking this opportunity to strike at two teams!!
Fairhurst and Miso help their men out of the ring as the two men retrieve microphones.
TW: As you all know, the Motor City Maniacs beat us ONCE AGAIN.
[The crowd boos.]
TW: As long as we've been in this business, the ONLY team that has been able to defeat us has been the Maniacs. But, we OBVIOUSLY are up to the challenge. We're more than worthy competitors for that title! And now, we've got freaking Simply Stunning out here gunning for the titles? Maniacs, we had our shot. We were given the ball, and we dropped it... big time. But, we all know, that out Time will come!
BW: BUT, there's one little thing that stands in our way. You see, we ARE the best damn team in this league. We DO deserve another shot at the title. But you know what? We're gonna have less and less chances to get that, because NOW we've got these damned singles wrestlers out here who seem to think that they're tag wrestlers! Now, these girlscouts out here are trying to pass us up for title shots! Listen here! If you want any kind of shot at those titles, then DAMMIT, you're gonna have to go through US FIRST!
TW: We are the best damn team in this business. None of you are even real TEAMS. Powers and Apocalypse... two singles wrestlers. Cancer and Gemini... two MORE singles wrestlers. And yet, these IDIOTS think that they can take the form of a team, and that's perfectly okay, is that right? NO, it's NOT OKAY! We are the only TEAM that stands anywhere NEAR this ring right now! All of you are simply... associates... who are trying to get an easy ride to the tag team titles. Well, listen up, girlscouts... it ain't gonna be THAT easy. Not with us around it won't. You want to be a real tag team? Prove it. Face a REAL team. Face THE Team. See if you can survive the Tribe. See if you can survive... the Final Sacrifice.
BW: May the best TEAM win.
[Brandon throws down the mic and storms out of the ring to a cheering crowd.]
As they walk down the aisle, they are suddenly jumped by Powers and Apocalypse. All four men start trading shots and the crowd eats up the action ravenously. Suddenly a man jumps over the barricade and begins helping Powers and Apocalypse.
BS: That...that's Cameron Cruise!!
GM: What the hell is he doing here!?
BS: What the hell is anyone besides Powers and Commando doing out here!?
Tribal Instinct finally break away from their assailants and run to the back. Powers, Apocalypse, and Cruise all walk back to the ring. Powers signals to Fairhurst and she gets the attention of the beer vendor and leads him to the ring. The crowd pops huge as all three men are handed a beer and each one of them downs it.
BS: I guess...despite everything...we get a happy ending after all!!
GM: Yeah, yeah... Yippee.
BS: Folks we're going to take a break, but when we return it's Aho against Kross for the Extreme World Title!
BS: Welcome back folks. Well here is the one we've been waiting for. If Kross can win it then he will be the new EWI Extreme World champion, but if he cannot.....
GM: Then he leaves the league. The man has guts and you have to applaude him for that.
BS: But is he OVER confident?
GM: 'Ironman' Bret Kross? Are you kidding? He's the man.
BS: Well it's that time folks. Let's head to the ring for our Main Event!
As their announcements are made, both combatants get into the ring and the match is finally in progress. After circling the ring for a moment or two it's Kross that makes the first move towards Aho and they go into a elbow and collar tie up with Kross slipping in a quick knee to Aho's midsection. Kross then goes to the ropes and tries for a running clothesline, but Aho moves back and kicks out the legs of the running Kross and he lands right on the back of his head. Aho then follows up with a elbowdrop that catches Kross right on his chest knocking the air out of him. As Aho tries for a cover he only gets a one count before Kross kicks out.
BS: Aho with the first pin attempt of the night and Kross kicks out in one.
GM: Did you see how Aho took out the legs of Kross? What kind of sportsmanship was that? Are we sure we want a person like him to be our World Champion?
BS: Gary you know that it's all for the title and they'll pull out all the stops. Besides, since Aho has that title then you know ALL of his matches are going to be extreme.
GM: So?
BS: Therefore, that means that all of his matches have to be won by pin or submission. There is no DQ.
GM: WHAT? Does Gottfriend know about this? If the SSN knew about this they would be pitching a fit right about now.
BS: Um...I think they know now.
GM: Oh yeah I just said it didn't I?
BS: Now who's the smart one?
GM: Shaddup!
As Aho gets back up he picks up Kross for a suplex, but Kross shoots a short jab into Aho's ribs and Kross reverses the move into a stunning brainbuster. Instead of going for a pin, Kross rolls to the outside and lifts up the ring apron and pulls out a table. To the delight of the crowd he slides the table into the ring, but before he comes in he also grabs a fire extinguisher and brings that in as well.
GM: ALRIGHT! He's bringing in the lumber and something to put out Aho's fire. Now that's what I'm talking about.
BS: So you favor Kross do you?
GM: Hey the poor man has a family to feed and I would hate to see him leave this federation cause he adds a special something to it.
BS: Well what if Aho gets pinned?
GM: He can snuggle up to McCave for all I care! Those two have a thing going on right?
BS: That hasn't been proven.
As he is setting up the table he fails to realize that Aho has made his way back up and reaches for the extinguisher and catches Kross in the side of the ribs by surprise. He then hooks him up and hits with a snap suplex that sends Kross through the table. Feeling the cheers from the fans Aho goes for another cover, but Kross kicks out at two and the match continues on.
BS: WHAT A THUMP! And again Kross kicks out!
GM: Come on Kross! Think about what the title REALLY stands for. You can't let your fans down!
[Suddenly the camera cuts to the back where Simply Stunning and The Motor City Maniacs are fighting just outside of the arena.]
BS: NOT AGAIN!
GM: Powers and Commando?
BS: No Simply Stunning and the MCMs!
GM: It just doesn't get any better than this does it pa?
BS: Quiet!
[As Hardy and Robertson continue to fight off to the side, Mayhem has got the better of Wilcox as he clobbers him with a nearby bottle to the head. Mayhem then clears off the table and places Wilcox on it to wait as Mayhem climbs up a soda machine and leaps off with a leg drop right across the throat of Wilcox that crashes the table.]
BS: DEAR LORD! Someone needs to get security back there!
GM: Oh no let them continue. They're grown they can take care of themselves.
With Aho in control he drags Kross to the center of the ring and then asends to the top rope coming off with a murderous gulitione leg drop, but as he covers Kross kicks out once again. Surprised, Aho gets back up and picks up Kross in the process, but as he sets him up for The Agony (Inverted DDT), Kross moves around and counters with a jackhammer suplex.
BS: HE REVERSED IT! I can't believe it!
GM: Believe it kid cause it's true! This is Kross' night!
Now with the tides turned, Kross rolls back to the outside and reaches under the ring to pull out a kendo stick. Once back inside he starts to lay into Aho with the stick again and again until he finally manages to bust Aho open on the forehead. Feeling the momentum carry, Kross picks up Aho and delivers a hang time suplex right in the center of the ring.
BS: MY GOD HE WON'T LET UP! This is uncalled for.
GM: Oh wait a minute. Everything is on the line you said. They'll pull out all the stops you said. Isn't that what you said?
BS: Aho doesn't deserve this and you know it.
BS: He's the freakin Extreme World Champion! That belt comes with a target right on his chest and he knows it!
As he comes down, instead of covering, he starts to work the crowd into a chorus of boos. This was the turning factor as Aho managed to get himself up and catch Kross with The Agony hiting the move letter perfect. Aho then went for his finisher The Ecstasy (Triger Driver 91), got the cover, and eventually the win.
BS: HE'S DONE IT! Aho has retained the belt!
GM: NO! Do you know what this means? Kross is GONE from the EWI!
BS: And look at Kross. I can't blame him for being upset cause this was a very close match.
GM: Oh I don't think it's over yet! He's going right up to Kross! And here it comes!!
BS: He turns him around and.....shakes his hand?
GM: WHAT? Don't sell out Kross!
BS: He's shaking his hand and holding his arms up in the air! Listen to this crowd Gary they're in static!
GM: Oh more like shock!
BS: Folks we're out of time, but join us next week for Heatwave in Sacramento at the ARCO Arena! For Gary McFarland and everyone here at EWI thank you and good night!