(Cut to: Inside President Harders' office, where Harders and Mrs. Beyer sit behind a desk and VP Erik Zieba sits infront of the desk. All are slamming back drinks with the exception of the pregnant Mrs. Beyer.)
RH: EZ!
EZ: What?
RH: Let's make sure our little Lockey knows exactly what he is doing when the card is over.
EZ: What was it again?
RH: Make sure his dumb a** scrubs down the mat, disassembles the ring, loads the trucks and takes the ring to headquarters.
EZ: Ahh yes, let's toast to that!
(Erik Zieba and Harders raise there glasses in the air, and take big swigs.)
(Camera focuses back in on Brett Sanders.)
BS: Well we're ready for our next match which will be a return contest from the last HTO. Recently both teams have been rather quiet and.....
MP: They're just training baby. Geting ready for the action!
BS: I hope you're right. Let's go to the Mark Bravo in the ring.
MB: Our next contest will be for one fall and there will be a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first, Xtra and Xtreme, they are X's!
[Xtra and Xtreme come down the aisle, but there isn't much fan reaction there for them.]
MB: And their opponents. Here is Skullsmasher and Bonecrusher. They are The Skeletion Smashers!!!
[Skullsmasher and Bonecrusher come out and are met by the same quiet reaction.]
BS: Well this match is officially on its way and both teams look like they don't wanna be here.
MP: Well kick them out of the ring! Bring on the Main Event and the Age of Love!
BS: Well Boneruncher is in and he lunges for Xtreme, but he moves out of the way and he falls on his face. He's back up and Xtreme throws a standing drop kick his way, but Bonecruncher brushes it off and Xtreme falls to his face. Both men just look at eachother and they go to take in their respective partners. Skullsmasher and Xtra stare eachother down and go to the opposite ropes. Clash in the center and neither man goes down. Again off the ropes and the same result happens again. Listen to these fans booing these two teams.
MP: Are they even here?
BS: Who?
MP: The fans! I thought it was intermission myself.
BS: Well it should be. Now it's a test of strength from the two and neither is budging one bit. Oh this is too much. I've seen stand offs before, but this is unreal! Wait a minute! Someone is coming out from the lockroom area. It's Simply Stunning and they've got Steel Chairs by their side!
MP: Finally a team I can respect. From my motherland of jolly old England!
BS: Well they just slid into the ring and it's a CHAIRFEST! They're swinging those chairs and connecting on every shot!
MP: Get'em out of the ring boys!
BS: Well they have just cleared the ring and Michael Hardy is asking for the mic.
(Michael Hardy picks up the mic and gestures to the crowd to let him speak.)
MH: I know we were not supposed to wrestle tonight, but when Simon and myself saw the pitiful display of tag team wrestling these 'teams' were serving up to the great fans of the MWC we had to come down and show them how to entertain and jack up a crowd.
(Crowd starts to cheer.)
SW: We know you people love to see great wrestling and lets face it these four losers were an embarrassment, so if you want to see some "Simply Stunning" tag team wrestling, make a little noise in the house tonight.
(Again the crowd cheers.)
SW: That's what we thought, so right now we openly challenge any tag team or combination of singles wrestlers to any type of tag match at the next card. That way we know the fans of the MWC will see some quality tag team wrestling.
MH: Now that we have 'introduced' ourselves to the tag team ranks, let the card continue because there is plenty more great action to see, now that this pitiful excuse for a match has ended somewhat abruptly. Fans , if you like what you're going to see, let me hear you one more time, thank you and good night.
(With that "Simply Stunning" leave to the crowds cheers and make their way up the aisle.)
BS: Well ususally I can't agree with actions like that, but those two teams brought it on and they deserved it!
MP: Did you see my boys work out there? They were 'smashing'!!
BS: I had to say something didn't I? We're gonna take a brake folks so take a look at what's coming up next from MWC!
(Cut to Mark Bavaro in the ring.)
MB: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, with the one fall occuring anywhere in this building. Introducing first, here is E.....x.....E!
(ExE comes out to his music, he doesn't make it ten feet before Justin Sane comes from behind the curtain and levels him. The bell rings, indictaing the start of the match.)
BS: Jesus, what a way for ExE to get started?
MP: Yeah, I mean like thrown off the ramp right into a table that is sitting 6 feet below you, then crushing your noggin on the guardrail infront the rowdy fans.
BS: Umm.....yeah sure. Anyways, Justin goes to town on ExE, first into the concrete with a piledriver , then he drags him up and slams him back down with a powerbomb.
MP: Can someone please get the medics ready for this poor bird over here?
BS: Justin with a moonsault off of the guardrail.
MP: Jesus, I think ExE's ribs are crushed, groovy.
BS: That is just sick man, sick.
MP: It may be sick, but it is what sells. Gotta love the 90's.
BS: Anywhos, Justin has got ExE up, ouch! Tombstone, right onto the concrete.
MP: I think the bird's brain is leaking.
BS: Blood on the concrete, and ExE isn't moving. Not even one twitch.
MP: Justin goes for the mercy pin, 1......2......3!
MB: Your winner, Justin Sane!
(Crowd is in awe as medics rush to ExE's aid and place him in a gourny. Cut to: HTO Promo)
BS: Well it's the time we've been waiting for...
MP: The Age of Love YEAH!
BS: Not that match! Next up it's Eddie Dean vs Crippler Cruise with Mercedes.
MP: Oh they'll be a tart in the house? I love it already.
BS: Take it away Mark.
MB: The next contest in MWC will be for the Intercontinental Championship! Introducing first...
[The arena goes dark and once again we hear someone on the microphone say "HIT THE MUSIC!" and "Crippler" Cameron Cruise's music comes on. Spotlights light up the curtain as Mercedes Devon comes out, dressed in an evening gown, followed by Crippler, arm in arm, dressed in wrestling tights with a towel over his shoulder. Reaching the ring Cameron drops to one knee and holds his arms out, presenting himself with Mercedes behind him. As this happens, pyro fireworks go off in the ring behind them]
MB: Being lead to the ring by Mercedes Devon. He is 'Crippler' Cameron Cruise! And his opponent...
(The lights in the arena go off as "Bombtrack" by Rage Against the Machine begins to play as the crowd hushes to the steady bass line. The drums are soon added, as the beat gets more intense, working up to a cymbal crash to which fireworks explode, and "The Extremist" Eddie Dean emerges from the curtain at the top of the ramp. He takes a second to gaze out into all of the fans that have gathered for this event before continuing down the path, which is lit up by various flickering figures of the word 'eXtreMisT.' Along with his usual attire of a pair of goggles, a set of breathe rights, and two streaks of red face paint running down both sides of his face, he has dyed his hair jet black and spiked it. Dean is wearing a long black trenchcoat and is carrying a trashcan in one hand, as he works the crowd to excitement. The crowd warms up for Dean and on the LockeTron his music video featuring match clips and movie stunts play for all to see. As the cymbals crash again, Dean throws his trashcan into the ring. He enters the ring with strobe lights. He seems to be enjoying himself, bouncing back and forth from each set of ropes. At the next cymbal crash, Dean leaps on to the second rope and starts running his hands along his waste to indicate he's there for a belt. After a few seconds, he does a backflip and lands gracefully on his feet. As the music dies down and the lights come back on, Eddie Dean lets out an "Ohhhyeahhhbabyyyy!" and arouses the crowd once more. A good portion of the fans is clearly behind this former BTR superstar for now. "The Extremist" then takes off his trenchcoat to reveal the neon green tights that he is wearing along with the MWC IC belt. He sets the trashcan outside of the ring by his corner, and gets to it.)
MB: He is the CURRENT Intercontinental Champion Ladies and gentlemen he is 'The Extremist' Eddie Dean!
BS: Well tongiht can either be glorybound for Cruise or just another nigth on the job for Dean. What do you think Mike?
MP: You're asking me?
BS: Yes I really wanna know this time.
MP: Well honestly....
BS: Oops the match started...
MP: Square!
BS: And these two just start off with a bang! Haymakers flying everywhere! One from Cruise and one from Dean. And it looks like Cruise is gonna get the upper hand in this one! He's backing Dean into the ropes and he is just laying into the Intercontinental champ! Cruise has Dean by the arm and whips him into the far side of the ropes. He tries for a clothesline, but Dean duckes. Off the ropes Cruise bends down and Dean leapfrogs oer Cruise. Off the ropes again and Cruise tries one of those haymakers, but Dean does a baseball slide in-between his legs. Cruise turns around is is met with a foot to the midsection and a IMPACT DDT! Well if that didn't get Cruise's attention then nothing will! Cruise is on the ground in a daze while Dean goes to the top rope. Of the rope and it's a Guillotine legdrop right on the man's neck! Well the IC champ hasn't lost a step.
MP: Excuse me Ms. Devon....Ms. Devon.
BS: She can't hear you Mike.
MP: Can't blame a swinger for trying.
BS: (laughing) You're killing me! Back to the action and since the opening of the match Dean has had his way with Cruise. Dean throws Cruise into the ropes again and Cruise ducks a clothesline. Cruise goes to one side of the ropes while Dean goes to the other side and..WHAT THE?? Mercedes just nailed Dean with the lid from his own trashcan. Dean cringes in pain and is met by a oncoming Cruise with a clothesline over the top rope! They both come crashing down to ringside. Cruise is the first one to his feet and he reaches for the other part of the garbage can and smashes Dean from behind. Did this just turn into a no DQ match or something?
MP: Ya gotta love it baby yeah! Everyone pulling out all the stops!
BS: And Cruise cracks him with that can again and down goes Dean. Cruise tosses the can to the side and whips Dean into the steel ringpost. WOW. You could hear that thud sound all the way here.
MP: Ms. Devon (finally gets her attention) YOU LOOK SMASHING BABY YEAH! (she smiles back) Oh yeah. She wants to shag me!
BS: How do you live with yourself?
MP: Lots of swinging and lots of shagging.
BS: Are you for real? Anyways. Cruise finally tosses Dean back into the ring and bodyslams him for good measure. He's going to the outside of the ring and heading towards the top rope. What is Cruise thinking now? He jumps off for a moonsault, but NO ONE'S THERE! Dean moved out just in the nick of time. He crawls over and turns over Cruise and tries for a three count. NO only two! Dean is the first one up. He picks up Cruise and whips him into the ring corner and he runs to one side of the ropes. Cruise comes bouncing out and Dean catches him. RUNNING BULLDOG! He goes for a cover...NO only a two count! Dean whips Cruise into the ropes again and ... There's a sleeper!!! Oh this could be it!
MP: He's gonna pass out during the party? What a square!
BS: Well it's not by his choice
MP: If he was a swinger he wouldn't be in that move!
BS: Do you do anything else besides swing or shag?
MP: Hmmm...nope. That's about it baby yeah!
BS: Well.....it looks like Cruise is about to fade out. The ref holds up his arm for one...two....th-NO! There is still life in Crusie! He raps his arms around the back of Dean's head and JAWBREAKER! Oh that's gotta hurt! Cruise picks up Dean and hooks him up for a running powerbomb. Now Dean might be out of it. Cruise is going to the top and he might try to finish him off now. He's leading with his head for a flying headbutt, but he is met by Dean into a FACE FIRST SLAM!!! OH MY GOD how did he catch him!!! And here's the rollup...ONE TWO THREE!!!! Eddie Dean is STILL your Intercontinental Champion!!
MP: HE'S HERE!
BS: Who's her....OH GOOD GOD what is HE doing here?
[From out of the lockeroom area 'Good God' Kevin Powers, with drink in hand, makes his way out towards the ring. He stumbles in and calls for a mic.]
KP: O.K. you two it's time for you to leave. Good God is on the mic and I don't need you here. You're crampin my style!
[Dean leaves the ring while Devon helps Cruise back to his feet and they follow suit.]
KP: GOOD GOD IS IN...DA...
(crowd cheers)
KP: That's what I'm talkin about! Ain't no party like a Good God Party cause a Good God Party don't stop. Well let's get this party going so VP EZ if you're in the back, and I know you are, bring your Corporate ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!!!
[Turn the Page by Metallica starts up as Vice President Erik Zieba makes his way down to ringside. He gets in the ring and pulls out a microphone from inside his suit.]
EZ: You know Kevin. I could've SWORE I put you on vacation. What are you doing here?
KP: Just one thing. You can't tell me to do anything! I'm part of The Elite in the MWC! Locke LOVES me cause I'm Da Man! And you can't hold a candle to him or me so stuff it little boy cause you ain't nothing to Good God.
EZ: First of all, and it's most important, when you address me you make DAMN sure that there is some respect in your voice since I'M the one that pays your salary and I'm the one that HOLDS YOUR CONTRACT!
KP: What are you gonna do? Tear it up? You can't do it and you know it!
EZ: This is true. Locke Jr. knew exactly what he was doing and there is no way I can fire you from MWC, but I can do plenty other things.
KP: What are you gonna do? Good God is the one that puts people in those seats. Good God is the money maker in this business! What are you gonna do (reaches for his tie and flicks it) little boy?
EZ: Well I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do. First of all you are having some SERIOUS problems in your life right now. With Gina, Susan, and this recent drinking spree you're on. The FIRST thing I'm gonna do is force you to go to some meetings cause you need professional help big man.
KP: You can't do that! I just won't go!
EZ: Then you would be breaking your contract and I know you wouldn't want that now would you? In your contract it states in one of those 'sub-paragrahps' that if the management, that's me, needs to they can send wrestlers to doctors. And where I'm sending you there are PLENTY doctors! Second you will not wrestler at another MWC card until you have proven to me and President Harders that you are capabile of continuing your life clean and sober not drunk and stupid!
KP: Wha...
EZ: I'm not done yet. Finally since you seem to have all of this cash flow and after reading this little contract. Guess what else I can do. Since I, the management, told you, the worker, to go on a vacation, a lawful order, and you didn't, disobeying, I have NO CHOICE but to SUSPEND YOU WITHOUT PAY!
KP: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!!
EZ: Guess what hot stuff...I just did, but don't worry because where you're going you won't need cash. Now we can either do this the simple way or the hard way. It's your choice.
KP: NO. I'm not leaving.
EZ: I thought you would choose this route. That's why I've got security to escort you out of here, by force if necessary, and into the vehicle that is waiting for you outside.
KP: You SON-OF-A.....
[Powers makes a move towards Zieba, but he sidesteps him and Powers bounces off the ropes. Before Powers can make another move towards the VP security has hit the ring and they are on top of Powers. After a few minutes security gets off of Powers and reveals he is now in handcuffs. Powers tries to fight, but the chains ain't movin and soon Powers is escorted out of the ring and into the backstage area where a ambulance is waiting for him.]
KP: Where are you taking me?
EZ: You're going to detox for your own good Kevin!
KP: I'll get you for this!
EZ: You'll thank me first. Take him out boys!
[They load Powers onto the ambulance and soon takes off.]
BS: Can you believe that? Powers is now suspended from MWC and is FORCED to see medical help!
MP: He just wanted to party baby. Is that such a crime?
BS: Powers took it to the next deadly level, but we'll try to keep you informed on this and other breaking situations. Coming up next is the much hyped battle between The Lunar Express and The Casanova Clique. That match is NEXT right here on MWC....it's SuperNova Time!
MP: Yeah BABY YEAH!!!
BS: Well we're back folks and we're being joined by our new report slash color commentator Victoria McCave. Welcome to the table Vickie.
VM: It's great to be here Brett...well almost. Mike what exactly are you looking at?
MP: (looking down at her legs) My God baby how long are they?
VM: I have long legs...so?
MP: I just have this idea on climbing a mountian all of a sudden. Vickie can I ask you a question?
VM: Sure what is it?
MP: DO I MAKE YOU HORNY BABY? DO I?
VM: You cheap rip-off wanna-be!
BS: O.K. kids settle down. Our next match is coming up and it promises to be one HELL of a match. On one side you have The Lunar Express, Galatic Grant and Stellar Stan, lead by William H Bradley III. They have been the tag champs before and after a heartbreaking loss they're back on the road to the gold.
VM: That's right Brett. Both of these tag teams look like they are in the best condition of their lives! Granted The Casanova Clique look impressive I really don't think they've been to the mountain before. The Lunar Express have and they look hungry to go there once more.
BS: On the other side of the ring you have The Casanova Clique which is comprised of Chip Allthat and Dale Johnson. Even though they haven't wrestled a match in MWC thus far they look VERY impressive!
VM: This is true Brett, but like I said Chip and Dale just don't look ready. If I was to pick I would have to go with The Lunar Express.
MP: Oh don't be a square baby! Those Chipmunks look ready go to the top. SHAGADELIC!
VM: Chipmunks? You're making me sick I swear!
MP: Do you wanna shag?
VM: NO!!!
BS: Anyway lets go to Mark Bravo for the introductions.
MB: This match is for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first. Making their debut into the MWC here is Chip Allthat and Dale Johnson....THE CASANOVA CLIQUE!!!
<"Hot Lava" by Perry Farrell and D.V.D.A. begins to play as Chip Allthat and Dale Johnson emerge from behind the curtain. Chip is wearing a purple singlet with "Casanova Clique" printed in white script on the back, and white calf-length boots. Dale is wearing long white tights with "Casanova Clique" printed in purple script on the rear, and purple calf-length boots. Both men wear pairs of Oakey sunglasses as well. Chip has a microphone and he begins speaking as they walk down the aisle.>
CA: That's right! Casanova Clique in the house! In just a few minutes, the world will know that we mean business and that the new team in town is a force to be reckoned with!
CA: Cut the music!
CA: Now I know all you ladies are dying to get your hands on us, and you will get your chance, but first I wanna talk to my all my dawgs in the house! Where my fellas at!? Huh!?
CA: All right, all right. You guys can pretend you hate us while your women dream about us. But ladies, here's a treat for you! Dale...let's show show 'em what they came to see!
BS: He's crawling in the right direction and he's almost there. Grant finally realizes what happened and he's trying to stop the tag, but it's too late cause CHIP IS IN THE HOUSE! Stan is down still reeling from that second rope spear and cannot help his partner. Grant into the ropes and he goes into the arms of Chip....Reverse atomic drop! He picks him back up...ANOTHER ONE! Now it's Chip into the ropes and he comes off with a flying dropkick! He goes for the cover.....but he's pulled off by Stan. What a stroke of luck there cause LE almost lost it.
VM: The Clique is on the comeback trail! I might have been wrong about them after all.
BS: And now Dale is back in he he's backed up Grant into the corner while Chip is with Stan in the other. Here comes the fist to the head! Again and again with the shots. And what's this. A hip thrust into their faces! They both jump down and whip LE towards eachother. Grant leapfrogs Stan and they meet The Clique with clotheslines. This match has been back and forth!
MP: Have I ever told you about....
VM: Shhutt!
MP: But I...
VM: Shhutt!
MP: Oh baby....
VM: And behind door number two there is a whole bunch of Shhutt waiting for you.
MP: Oh behave!
BS: You guys are too much! Grant goes to pick up Chip and ....LOW BLOW!!
MP: Must've been that trick elbow of his.
BS: Must have been. Now Chip is throwing punches into Grant next to the ropes and Grant is returning the favor. Back and forth! On the other end Dale and Stan have been doing the same thing. Stan now has Dale and is about to whip him into Chip and Grant....REVERSAL! And Grant comes crashing into Chip and Stan and they both fall to the outside of the ring. Grant is holding his head and trying to regain his composiure, but Dale is gonna take full advantage of this opening. Dale of the ropes and....HE CAUGHT HIM!!! He got him with a jumping neckbreaker! This could be it! One two.....NO!!! How the HELL did he kick out of that? Grant is trying to make his way back into the ring, but is dragged about by Chip and a quick clothesline! Chip picks him back up and whips him into the ringstairs. Grant is out! Meanwhile Dale and Stan are still slugging it out in the ring. Dale with the upper hand. Whips Grant into the ropes, ducks a clothesline and delievers a clothesline to a unsuspecting Chip!
VM: That's what happens when your mind isn't in the game.
MP: Oh baby my mind is all on your game. Wanna play twister?
VM: I think not.
BS: Chip is back on the outside and Stan is quick to attack! Meanwhile Grant is watching what is going on outside of the ring and isn't paying attention to Dale. Dale off the ropes while Grant finally turns around and .... SPEAR!!!! Dale goes for the cover and this could be it!! ONE TWO THREE!!!! The Casanova Clique pull off the upset, but it's not over yet!
VM: I'm amazed I didn't think they had it in them.
MP: Oh .....
VM: Don't you even think it!
BS: Dale on the outside and he's helping out his partner attack Stan. Grant is finally back up and realizes what is going on. He runs to the opposite side of the ropes, he jumps and a FLYING CROSS BODY BLOCK on The Casanova Clique!!! And these four are continuing the fight on the outside of the ring! Other refs and officials are trying to pull them apart, but they're not giving a inch! Oh I think we've just seen the creation of a war here folks!
VM: But it's CC with the win and with that they would have to be considered contenders for the World Tag Title.
BS: Well we'll have to see. As they try to seperate the wrestlers let me just say thank you for doing some commentary with us Vickie and I hope that we can see you again soon.
VM: It was my pleasure, but next time can you keep your pet on a leash?
MP: WOOF BABY WOOF!!!
BS: Good luck on that. Coming up folks it's time for the big one. The MAIN EVENT COMING NEXT!!!
MP: Yeah baby, here comes Vizz to victory....smashing!
MB: Now is the time that we all have been waiting for...The triangle match for the World Heavy Weight Championship. It is every man for themselves. Ladies and gentlemen, let's get ready to wrestle!
(Cue up: Led Zeppelin's "Whole Lotta Love")
MB: Here comes the first challenger, hailing from what we know as the Love Boat, and being accompanied to the ring by Sweet Melissa....Here is Eddy Love!
(The lights go off in the arena. Ceiling fans kick on to give the feeling of wind blowing through the arena as the loud speakers begin to blare the sounds of high winds. Lightening begins flashing around the arena as thunder roars over the top of the wind. Cue Up "Whole Lotta Love" by Led Zeppelin as the wind fades and out from behind the backstage curtain pops Sweet Melissa dressed in solid black short sun dress. She turns facing the curtain holding her arms together while pointing as "Hurricane" Eddy Love comes through the curtain with his hair sprayed to perfection. Love is wearing a T-shirt that reads "I Break It, You Bought It" on the front and "what's not to LOVE about Hurricane Eddy" on the back. They come down the aisle and Melissa holds the ropes open while Eddy enters the ring, pulls the top rope then jogs to the other side of the ring and tugs on the other rope.)
BS: That is the most cocky individual I have ever seen, besides you.
MP: Who me? C'mon baby, you know I am smashing and I know you wanna shag me.
BS: Get outta here.
MB: The next challenger, who has had success everywhere he has been, and been hindered by the MWC, here is the Daredevil...Mark....Vizzack!
(Cue Up:"Smoke On the Water" - Deep Purple. The lights dim... and the crowd soars. There's no movement as of yet from the curtains... until the guitars KICK IN and fireworks explode ALL around the ring entrance... and two of the 'Forbidden' ones emerge. "Daredevil" Mark Vizzack, looking somewhat more haggard after 2 HARD matches this night, wears "BTR DAREDEVIL" tights, black boots, and a leather jacket. His hair, sprayed and dripping with water, is pulled into a short ponytail behind his head. Next to him is the incomparable Sunshine Del Payne. Her traditional pre-event shopping trip with Steve Radder's manager, Kelly. A small amount of makeup is on her face, as is a rather large smile. They do well to cover... Cover, not hide, the emissions of sadness that her eyes continue to project.They begin their slow walk to the ring, shaking/slapping the hands of any fans who were able to get close enough.)
MP: What a guy, very groovy.
BS: Probably the favorite of the evening.
MP: Oh, Blair is going down baby, yeah!
MB: Coming down the aisle, the MWC World Heavy Weight Champion, Here is Bryan Blair!
["Fireworks music" by Handel cued up as the lights go out again. A clear, white spotlight hits the curtain and out walks 'The Maestro' Bryan Blair. He is wearing proudly, the MWC World Heavyweight Championship. He walks through the curtain and as he makes his way down the aisle, a lighting cel throws music notes in various colors in the aisle for him to walk through. He climbs into the ring and then moves to the center of the ring, bowes low in that aristocratic way and up from the 4 corner posts shoots fireworks. The crowd responds in full. ]
MP: What a shagadelic opening for all three men.
BS: You ready for this action to start or what?
(bell rings)
BS: Well, things start off with Vizzack delivering a cross body block off the ropes onto Blair.
MP: Love grabs Vizz from behind, ddt.
BS: Blair up, and lays a drop kick on Love's head as he was still down with Vizzack. Blair, picks up Vizzack, shorrt arm clothesline.
MP: C'mon Vizz, you groovy guy, you.
BS: Love, planted by Blair with a side suplex. Then Blair turns his attention to Vizzack. He begins a series of punches.
MP: Vizz looks a little groggy.....what's this, yeah baby!
BS: Vizzack hitting back, right in the gut of Blair.
MP: Yeah Baby!
BS: Vizzack gaining the upper hand, off the ropes, russian leg sweep. Love gets up behind him and slaps on a sleeperhold.
MP: Vizzack with a jaw breaker leaving Eddy holding his mouth in the corner and whinning to Sweet Melissa, very shagadelic.
BS: Blair up, drop kick onto Vizzack. Vizzack, aided to his feet, sent into the ropes and comes off the second rope with a huricarana to Blair.
MP: Very groovy move baby.
BS: That Hurricarana sent Blair out to the floor, Vizzack goes after Love....Tornado DDT!
MP: Gotta Love Love being out cold.
BS: Shut up already, Vizzack goes after Blair on the outside.
MP: No baby, pin Love, he is done.
BS: Vizzack picks up Blair and sends him into the guardrail....not once...not twice....but three times.
MP: Oh, Vizz is a man on a mission. Groovy baby!
BS: Vizzack picks up Blair and drops him with a side suplex on the concrete.
(Just then....Eddie Dean comes from the back with a steel chair and nails Vizzack four times with the cahir.)
MP: What the hell is this? Dean just went square on Vizz?
BS: Dean has just nailed Vizzack, not once but four times, knocking the man unconscious.
MP: What the hell, the whole time, Big Nick is checking out sweet Melissa?
BS: Oh my, Dean is rolling Vizzack in the ring.
MP: No!!!!!!!
BS:Love drapes his arm across Vizzack. Big Nick turns around at the request of Melissa and counts...1.....2.....3!
MP: No!!!!!!!!
BS: This is a travesty, Love has just won the title!
(Eddie Dean makes it over to Blair as Love's music blasts. Eddy is starting to celebrate with the title in hand as the music is cut short. Cue up: Turn the Page by Metallica. President Harders and VP Erik Zieba walk down to the top of the aisleway. Zieba with mic in hand.)
EZ: Oh HELL NO!!!! This match is NOT gonna end like this. We were watching in the back and Dean, no matter what you may think, you are not apart of this match. Therefore it is in OUR best intrest that this match CONTINUES!!!!
(Love is on the ropes and can't believe what he has just heard. He starts yelling at VP Zieba and President Harders, and they both just smile at him. Vizz gets up behind him and rolls him up 1......2......3.....)
BS: Oh my folks, we have another new champion, all thanks to the new front office!
MP: Very Groovy Baby!
(Then Dean and Blair go wild and start to attack Vizzack from behind. They continue to beat on Vizzack with the aid of Love, until Lunar Express come down to ringside. Upon entering the ring, Love, Blair, Dean, and Lunar Express begin to stare each other down as LE helps up Vizzack.)
BS: Oh my, at least someone helped Vizzack out.
(Just then, as Vizzack gets to his feet, LE plants him.)
MP: This isn't groovy at all. LE has just turned on Vizzack.
BS: Someone get down here, it is 5 on one.
(Security comes running down to ringside and begin to break things up, VP Erik Zieba and President Harders come strooling out slowly behind them.)
MP: Finally, Yeah baby, help'em out!
(This goes on for about two minutes until the screen goes blank.)
(After the card, Little Locke is shown mopping the ring apron off as there is no one around him except for one rather large man.)
LL: Can I take a break here?
BM: No, President Harders wants us out of here in 2 hours. No get to work!
(Little Locke is shown mumbling under his breath as he continues to work.)