Sunday October 22th
Sunday October 22th
{Fade in}
{The usual Massacre credit's roll ...}
[There are only a few hundred empty seats at the Stade Francais in France, as the cameras whirl round the huge, open top stadium!! The fans are cheering and waving posters at ringside, and the Commentators are readily set up!]
Maxx Power: Welcome once again to Sunday Night Massacre, this time airing live from Stade Francais, in Paris!!
Kit Yip: What a fine stadium Maxx, and a great place to hold tonights extravaganza!!
Maxx Power: But there’s just one problem, Kit!
Kit Yip: And what’s that?
Maxx Power: No roof means, no Cell hanging over the ring!!
Kit Yip: Oh, that’s right!!
Maxx Power: So tonight’s Madness Title Hell in a Cell match will be the FINAL matchup here this evening! What a way to round off a show, huh Kit?
Kit Yip: Oh, absolutely. But let’s focus on the stuff at hand, because are first match is ready for us!
[No sooner have the words escaped Kit’s mouths, than “Stupid Fool”, a remix of “Stupid Girl” by Garbage, begins to play over the PA system. And out walks “Small” Sam Simple, dressed in red, white and blue, in the shape of the Tricolor on his tights! The fans cheer Simple, although they don’t seem to get why he’s got the French flag on his trunks, but what the Hell!! Simple walks slowly down to the ring, soaking in the applause, before walking round to the Ring Announcer, Lynda LaChance’s table. Before she can do the intro, Simple takes the mic and enters the ring.]
Simple: Thanks you! Thank you all! Now I just have a little something to say, and it concerns my opponent tonight. Last week, I lost to a guy called Gareth Huntonofski, and this week he’s in a Fatal Four Way for the Holland Title. This week I’m facing another newcomer, named Shawn Smith. Now I gaurentee I will NOT lose this match, and that’s all there is to it.
[Simple throws the mic back to LaChance, and the music soon changes to Shawn Smith’s “***” by ****. Smith walks out, clad in *******, with his brother Steve Smith. Shawn get’s a silent response, due to the fact that he never did an interview, so the fan’s don’t know who he is.]
Lynda LaChance: And his opponent, weighing in at **** pounds, “The Editable Hero” Shawn Smith!!
Kit Yip: Well we had an all too original interview from Sam Simple, saying he was gonna win, yet Smith has remained silent all week! Obviously there’s no tension in the air between the two, so how will this match be competed?
Maxx Power: I have no idea! But I’m sure Talbot is disappointed, because he had high hopes for Smith and his mic skills.
[Simple starts clapping his hands, to get the fans involved, and they respond. Sort of. A couple of people join in the clapping, and Simple get’s ready for this match. He moves in for the lockup, but Smith catches him with a kick to the stomach. Smith grabs Simple’s arm, and twists it over into a wristlock. Simple grimaces in pain.]
Kit Yip: So this is the first time the fans have seen Shawn Smith, and what a way to start. A wristlock!
Maxx Power: Give the guy a chance, kit!
[Smith kicks Simple twice in the ribs, before pulling him in by the arm, and locking on an abdominal stretch.]
Kit Yip: Straight into a submission maneuvour, and a time tested one at that.
[Smith now with two fists into the ribcage, before Simple manages to use all the strength in his 200 pound frame to hip toss Smith over! Simple quickly goes for a cover! 1...2...kickout!]
Maxx Power: Weak kickout, Smith not looking overly impressive there, I have to say.
[Smith get’s back to his feet in time to meet Simple with a clothesline. Simple bounces back up, but is floored with another clothesline. This time Simple stays down. Smith picks him up, and grabs him by the waist, whilst Simple’s head goes between his legs, before hoisting him vertically. Piledriver!]
Kit Yip: Finally, a decent move to get us going. Perhaps we’ve misjudged Smith a bit.
Maxx Power: Perhaps we keep judging him too soon! After a wristlock, you said he sucked, and after a piledriver you’ve changed your mind! Just watch the match, Kit!
[Smith looks at Steve, who claps his hands in appreciation. Steve then signals for Shawn to climb the top rope.]
Kit Yip: What have we here?
[Smith steadies himself and put’s his hands in the air, and the fans wait.]
Maxx Power: Flying Elbow!
Kit Yip: Right on the mark! Shawn with a great move, I reckon he’s pretty...
Maxx Power: QUIT IT!!
Kit Yip: Oh, yeah.
[Shawn seems to have things in control, as he picks Simple up once more. This time he hooks his arm round Sam’s head, and vice-versa. Suplex!]
Maxx Power: Well executed vertical suplex.
Kit Yip: Well Smith seems to have gained control here.
[Shawn now drops a standing elbow drop to the chest of Simple, before going for a cover. 1...2...Sam get’s the shoulder up.]
Maxx Power: That isn’t gonna be enough.
Kit Yip: Why not? He lost to a headbutt last week.
Maxx Power: No, that’s the Huntonofski Hungarian High-risk Headbutt actually. A headbutt drop to the kidney’s.
Kit Yip: Same thing.
[Shawn picks up Sam, and hooks his arms behind his back, before calling out in a bid to rile up the crowd. The fans respond, by booing Smith, favouring the luckless jobber instead.]
Maxx Power: Double Arm Underhook Suplex! And nicely done too!
Kit Yip: Yes, great move there. You can just about sense the end to this encounter. Sam really sucks. I don’t think he’ll ever win!!
[Smith signals the end, and picks Sam off the floor, before placing his head between his legs.]
Kit Yip: Second piledriver?
Maxx Power: Maybe. No wait, he’s going for a powerbomb!
Kit Yip: Look out! Sam slipped down the back!! SCHOOLBOY!!
[1...2...3!! Sam wins!!]
Maxx Power: MY GOD!! SAM SIMPLE JUST WON A MATCH!! SAM JUST BEAT SHAWN SMITH!!! HA HA HA HA!!
Kit Yip: I knew he could do it. I knew it.
Maxx Power: Sure, Kit.
Kit Yip: Well Shawn Smith has been embarassed in front of this ten thousand crowd1
Maxx Power: Man! What a way to start things off! Sam Simple pulling off the upset over “The Editable Hero”!!
Kit Yip: What does that mean anyway?
Maxx Power: No idea. Ask him. If he can ACTUALLY talk, that is.
Kit Yip: Ha ha! Anyways, I think it’s time for our weekly Mike Bell interview!
Maxx Power: Again?? Does this guy ever shut up?!
Kit Yip: Well, that was interesting. Mike Bell threatening to kick O’Brien’s ass tonight!
Maxx Power: Hmmm... No doubt the Prez will have his say on that!
[“Take It” by the Insane Clown Posse hits, and out walks the prez on cue! O’Brien looks around from the top of the entrance ramp on the stage, while the fans boo and hurl drinks and stuff at him!]
Kit Yip: Good grief, these French have no manners!
[O’Brien walks down the ramp, towards the ring, and he grabs a mic from LaChance, before rolling in the ring.]
Maxx Power: A suit, rolling into the ring?
O’Brien: If you people could shut up for a minute...
[Boos!]
O’Brien: I just have a few things on my mind right now. Firstly, that Mike Bell interview just now. Is this guy a total joke or what? He just wasted 5 good minutes of TV time to send across the message that he was gonna kick my ass. Geez, Bell, how many different ways can you find of saying the EXACT same thing?? That was a perfectly good opportunity to follow up the Simple vs Smith match! But what does our beloved Madness Champion do? Bores the crap out of us, like always.
[Boos grow louder!]
O’Brien: I didn’t book him, and for good reason. That guy thinks he can show up whenever he feels like it, and jump someone from behind, usually with a weapon in hand. So to make sure that doesn’t happen tonight, I booked a Hell in a Cell, as you all know. But unfortunately there is no roof on the Stade Francais, and therefore the Cell will have to be set up manually. Which will take time. So the Madness Title match will be the MAIN event here tonight, and if you don’t like it, thank Powerhouse. Which also takes the limelight away from Granite vs Corey... Which isn’t so bad, because Granite is gonna whoop Corey so bad it won’t be funny. Which brings me onto a THIRD point. Yes, three in one interview, how about that Bell? The tag match this Wednesday. Now with Corey stinking out the arena last Sunday, I just gotta say that match won’t exactly be fair. I’m teaming up with perhaps the dumbest SOB in the history of the world!! So, I’m gonna put a stop to that right now. Tonight, I will unviel my NEW partner. But I ain’t saying nothing yet. You’ll have to wait and see...
[O’Brien tosses the mic out of the ring, and walks out to his theme, “Take It”.]
Maxx Power: Does that mean O’Brien is unveiling a new CORPORATE boy??
Kit Yip: Man, I dunno. Wonder what Commissioner Corey has to say about this.
Maxx Power: Not another interview!! LET’S WRESTLE!!
Kit Yip: Actually, I doubt it. He’ll be getting psyched up for his title match tonight!
Maxx Power: phew!!
[As the crowd dies down, “2gether” by 2gether hits! Some sections of the crowd have started to recognize this tune, and justly cheer...]
Lynda LaChance: The following match is a fatal four way ELIMINATION MATCH!! It will be contested for the newly made SWF HOLLAND TITLE!!!
[Massive pop!]
Lynda LaChance: First, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 220 pounds, “The Irish Sensation” Rob McCowie!!
[McCowie bursts from behind the curtain, and runs down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and mounts the second rope, fists in the air! Some people mimic this action, as “2gether” drains out. It’s soon replaced by “Break So Easily” by the Mighty Bosstones, and the fans boo, big time!]
Lynda LaChance: One of his opponents, weighing 260 pounds, Gareth Huntonofski!!
[Groovy Gareth walks idly down to the ring, strutting a few moves to the annoyance of the crowd. Gareth is wearing dark shades, and he throws them to the crowd from the ring apron. Some lucky blighter just got an early Christmas Prezzy! Soon enough, though, it’s “100%” by Big Pun playing, and it’s time for the smallest man in the SWF!!]
Lynda LaChance: And the third man, weighing 160 pounds, SKYPRINCE!!
[Skyprince storms down to the ring, looking faster than ever as he runs! He springboards from the apron into the ring, getting a good pop! Finally, it’s “Jump Around” by House of Pain!]
Lynda AND weighing in at 213 pounds, The Answer!!
[Answer quickly runs down to the ring, and each man takes up a corner.]
Maxx Power: Four of the SWF’s best rising stars in the ring, and this should be a classic!
Kit Yip: DAMMIT every decent match is a classic to you!
[Skyprince is the first to start, running up behind Answer, who was facing Huntonofski, and catching him in a bulldog!]
Maxx Power: Oooohh! First move is a good ‘un!
[Skyprince bounces back up, before dropping an elbow across the back of Answer. McCowie and Huntonofski clash, with McCowie using a thumb to the eye to gain the quick edge.]
Kit Yip: Y’know, I think McCowie and Huntonofski have got a bit of a rivalry here! Let’s hope that can keep us going!
Maxx Power: Well a fatal four way is like the worst type of match to decide ANYTHING, so this won’t be the end of it.
[McCowie whips Hunt into the ropes, catching him on the way back with a splendid hurricanrana! Meanwhile, Skyprince picks Answer up, and hit’s a nice scoop slam.]
Kit Yip: Strength shown by Skyprince, and a nice hurricanrana by McCowie!
Maxx Power: Y’know, Huntonofski is the only guy in there that isn’t under 220 pounds. He’s 260, so he’s a big guy.
Kit Yip: Yeah, he’s also 6’7!
[Skyprince climbs the ropes quickly, and Answer stays down. Skyprince let’s fly with a huge flying elbow!]
Maxx Power: MISSED!! Skyprince WAY off the target!
Kit Yip: Yeah, he missed by a full meter, and Answer rolled aswell!
[Skyprince clutches his arm, and McCowie clotheslines Hunt out of the ring! Gareth spills onto the mat, and shakes his head in disbelief.]
Maxx Power: I don’t reckon Huntonofski is used to that kinda treatment!
Kit Yip: The guys a goof, ain’t he?
[McCowie turns his attention to Answer, who is getting back to his feet.]
Maxx Power: Great running knee lift by Rob!
Kit Yip: Spot on there!
[McCowie twists Answer’s left leg around his knee, and cranks up the pressure! Answer is looking in bad shape!]
Maxx Power: Answer hasn’t been able to get anything together here. He’s gonna have to do something and fast.
[Skyprince nips up, showing no ill effects from the missed elbow, despite the previous five second lay down. Skyprince sees his chance, and drops a leg across Answer’s throat, whilst he’s still in the leg lock!]
Kit Yip: Whoa! Nice move, seizing the opportunity for tandem offense!
Maxx Power: Wait a sec!! Skyprince just clotheslined McCowie!
[McCowie is forced to release the hold, as he is sent sprawling. Skyprince bounces off the ropes, but is tripped by Huntonofski on the outside!]
Kit Yip: Ha ha ha! Nice move, Gareth!
[Huntonofski rolls in, and kicks Skyprince in the back of the head, picks him up, before hoisting him in a gorilla press position!]
Maxx Power: My God!! Huntonofski is holding Skyprince ABOVE HIS HEAD!!
Kit Yip: With ease!
[Huntonofski then walks towards Answer, before dropping the Prince on him!!]
Maxx Power: Two birds in one stone there, by Gareth! Good stuff!
Kit Yip: McCowie is getting up, and Huntonofski is looking angry!
[Hunt runs at McCowie, and clotheslines him to the mat! Hunt follows up by dropping a fist to the face of his enemy!]
Maxx Power: Ow!!
Kit Yip: Gareth has all three men down!
[Huntonofski picks up Skyprince now, and hoists him into the air... Powerbomb!!]
Maxx Power: Wow!! Excellent move by Gareth!
Kit Yip: Skyprince isn’t moving!
[Huntonofski picks the Prince up once more, this time kicking him low. He places Skyprince onto his shoulder, runs halfway across the ring, before dropping him in a powerslam!]
Maxx Power: Good night!
[Hunt covers! 1...2...3!!]
Kit Yip: There goes Skyprince! Man, Huntonofski just ripped him apart there!
Maxx Power: And McCowie may follow! Hunt has him on his shoulder too!
[Huntonofski runs across the ring, but McCowie escapes down the back, before kicking Gareth in the stomach as he turns, and nails an X-Factor!]
Kit Yip: Ahhh!! Hunt is down!
[“The Irish Sensation” quickly hooks the leg of his nemesis! 1...2...No! Broken up by Answer!]
Maxx Power: Answer didn’t want McCowie alone!
Kit Yip: Wouldda been a repeat of last week!
[McCowie turns to Answer, and it all seemingly comes back to him! The win, the chairshot... McCowie’s anger boils over, and he spears The Answer, before nailing him with viscious fists!]
Maxx Power: McCowie’s snapped!!
Kit Yip: He’s a psycho!!
[McCowie picks up Answer, and places him on his shoulders...]
Maxx Power: Uh-oh!!
[Fireman’s carry into an X-Factor!!]
Kit Yip: FIRESTORMER!! That’s all for Answer!!
[McCowie covers, but Huntonofski is climbing the ropes! 1(Hunt is up)...2(Hunt dives)...NO!!! Huntonofski with a diving headbutt right to the kidneys of McCowie!!!]
Maxx Power: My God!! THE 4H RIGHT FROM THE TOP!!
Kit Yip: Huntonofski High-risk Hungarian Headbutt!!
Maxx Power: UNBELIEVABLE!!
Kit Yip: And Answer was underneath!! Their both dead!
[Answer is completely out of it, as is McCowie. But, unfortunately, Huntonofski seems to have knocked himself goofy too!]
Maxx Power: Hunt rolls over! Arm across Answer’s chest!
[1...2...3!! Answer is out!]
Kit Yip: Later Answer! You’re outta here!
Maxx Power: That leaves Huntonofski, and a hurt McCowie!
[Huntonofski is the first to get up, kicking Answer out of the ring. After shaking the cobwebs clear, Gareth turns his full attention to McCowie!]
Kit Yip: McCowie is still out! This could be Hunt’s big chance!
Maxx Power: I think he can sense the Holland title is in his reach!
[Hunt lifts up McCowie, and nails a stiff DDT. Hunt springs up, and signals the end! Turning McCowie on his front, Hunt climbs the turnbuckles!]
Kit Yip: A second!?
Maxx Power: LOOK OUT!! 4H NUMBER TWO!!
[At the very, very last second, McCowie rolls out the way! Huntonofski’s face drills into the mat!]
Maxx Power: Good God!! Huntonofski is bust wide open! His nose and his mouth are bust!
[“The Irish Sensation” uses the ropes to get to his feet, and it takes two or three seconds to find his barings. McCowie picks up Gareth, and places him on his shoulders.]
Kit Yip: This is it!!
[DUH--DUH--DUH-DUH-DUHDUHDUH!! “Take It” by ICP plays, and the fans go crazy in boos!]
Maxx Power: Wait a second!
[Unfazed, McCowie nails the Firestormer!!]
Maxx power: What the ****?! O’Brien!!
[O’Brien runs down to the ring, chair in hand! McCowie stands in wait.]
Kit Yip: Does O’Brien want another peice of McCowie?!
[O’Brien rolls into the ring, and looks at McCowie in silence for a few moments. The ref is looking at the chair...]
Maxx Power: I don’t get this. What’s he gotta chair for?
[O’Brien then sets the folding chair down, before taking a seat in the middle of the ring!]
Kit Yip: What is he doin’?!
[McCowie get’s in O’Brien’s face, and starts trash talking!]
Maxx Power: I think the “Irish Sensation” realizes that O’Brien isn’t here for him!
Kit yip: WOAH! O’Brien just slapped McCowie! I think he didn’t like something!
[O’Brien sends McCowie back a few steps, before picking up his chair back to the ready-to-use position!!]
Maxx Power: Don’t do it! He’s gonna hit McCowie!!
Kit Yip: No, Huntonofski with a roll up!!
[1...2...3!!!]
Maxx Power: GARETH HUNTONOFSKI WINS!! THE FIRST EVER HOLLAND CHAMPION!!
Kit Yip: WHY??!
Maxx Power: McCowie had this won!
Kit Yip: O’Brien was a distraction! He wasn’t gonna blast anyone!!
Lynda LaChance: Here is your winner, and NEW Holland Champion, GARETH HUNTONOFSKI!!!
[As Gareth and O’Brien celebrate, McCowie grabs the chair from the prez! BANG!! O’Brien down! BANG!! Huntonofski down!!]
Maxx Power: Man!! McCowie just left the President and the Holland Champion laying!!
Kit Yip: What the Hell just happened?
Maxx Power: O’Brien is a psycho! He’s obsessed with power!!
[A few paramedics come out as McCowie leaves, but both O’Brien and Hunt walk out on their own.]
Kit Yip: What state will O’Brien be in for the Madness Title match?
Maxx Power: No idea, but he can’t be 100%!!
Kit Yip: Why Gareth, though? Why’d O’Brien pick Gareth?
Maxx Power: Is that who O’Brien will have as his partner on Wednesday?
Kit yip: No idea, but it’s time for the HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH!!
[No sooner has the arena cleared, than “Right Now” by Van Halen plays. The fans know this, and are mixed in their reaction.]
Lynda LaChance: The following match is scheduled for ONE fall and is a heavyweight title match!!! Making his way to the ring, the challenger, Ryan Corey!!
[Corey strolls out to the ring. The Commissioner rolls into the ring, and bounces off the ropes, in preparation for this important match!
Lynda LaChance: And the Heavyweight Champion of the SWF, weighing 268 pounds, GRANITE!!
Maxx Power: This is gonna be bad!!
[Corey and Granite go nose to nose, and exchange verbals before this match. Corey starts off by shoving the Champion, Granite, who replies with a right hand that floors the Nightbringer!!]
Kit Yip: Ow! Nasty right hand from Granite!!
[Granite grabs the arm of Corey, who get’s up, and whips him into the ropes!]
Maxx Power: Back drop!! Nice one aswell!
Kit yip: This one is for the most important belt in the history of the world!!
Maxx Power: Err... Or the SWF?
Kit Yip: Ok.
[Granite catches Corey in an arm drag, and holds onto an arm bar. Corey twists round quickly, and manages to break the hold almost as soon as it’s applied! Now Ryan Corey uses a knee to the chest to stop the momentum. Granite struggles, before being caught in an abdominal stretch!]
Maxx power: Straight into a Pumphandle Slam!! Wow!
[Corey pins Granite’s shoulders on the mat! 1...2..kickout!]
Kit Yip: Bit too early, but what the hell!
[Corey bounces off the ropes, and as Granite reaches his feet, meets him with a flying clothesline!!]
Maxx Power: Beautiful!!
Kit Yip: Granite is down! corey has to keep it that way!
Maxx Power: Corey now stomping away on Big G. Do you think he can do it, Kit?
Kit yip: Dunno. too close to call. As long as it’s one on one, that is.
Maxx Power: You mean O’Brien?
Kit Yip: Yeah. He’s screwed everyone in the SWF that’s any good!
Maxx Power: Yeah, he’s gotta lotta enemies. But not Gareth!
Kit Yip: Two vs the rest? No chance!
[Corey catches Granite getting up, with a snap suplex. Corey holds onto the tights, and drags him up for a second! Same technique hits a third!]
Maxx power; My God, three perfectly executed snap suplexes by Corey!
[Corey picks Granite up once more, and nails a scoop slam.]
Kit Yip: now in full control is the challenger! Granite looking a little lathargic!
[Corey hit’s an elbow drop and goes for another cover! 1...2...kickout!]
Maxx Power: Nearly had him!
[Corey seems full of confidence as he drags Granite towards the ropes. Placing Granite’s throat under the ropes, he catapults the Champion into the painful move!]
Kit Yip: Man, Granite got hung badly there! Throat into the ropes at high velocity!!
[Corey raises his arm in the air, and the fans cheer.]
Maxx power: Can the Commish become the heavyweight Champion one week after losing the Madness strap?
Kit Yip: If he keeps this up he can!
[Corey lifts up Granite by the head, and nails him with a stiff left. Granite falls back, and his arms tie up in the ropes!]
Maxx PoweR Oh no! Bad news for Big G!
Kit Yip: Look out!!
[Corey charges Granite, but just in time, Big G ducks, and back drops Corey over to the outside!!]
Maxx Power: Phew! Nice escape by the champ.
Kit Yip: Corey splattered on the floor!
[Granite follows Corey out, and stomps him twice in the back of the head. Granite lifts up Corey, before whipping him into the steel barricades!!]
Maxx power: Man, back first!! That has to hurt!!
Kit Yip: Granite now trying to hurt Corey!
[Granite hoists Corey up, before hitting a backbreaker.]
Maxx power: Every move out there has to hurt even more! Even that! There’s no give anywhere!
[Granite keeps hold of Corey, and delivers a second backbreaker, before dumping the challenger on the floor!]
Kit Yip: Man! Granite just threw Corey on the floor!
[Granite rolls Corey into the ring, before signalling the thumbs down for his opponent!]
Maxx Power: What now??
KitYip: POWERBOMB!!
[Granite delivers a quick snap powerbomb to Corey, before collapsing on top for the pin! 1...2...kickout!]
Maxx Power: That was a fantastic powerbomb! How’d he kickout?!
kit Yip: Just thought about the belt, I assume!
Maxx Power: Granite now with an elbow drop right to the heart! Corey is struggling ever since that mistake!
Kit yip: one mistake can cost ya in this game!
[Granite signals the end, and props Corey on top of the turnbuckles, before following him.]
Maxx Power: WHAT?! The sickness??? This is gonna be on short title match!!
[Granite places Corey on his shoulders up top, but before he can execute the Electric Chair Drop, Corey spins round, and nails a top rope hurricanrana!]
MP & KY: WOAH!!!!!
Maxx Power: Top rope hurricanrana!!
Kit Yip: Corey with a desperation move that paid off!
[Both men are down, but it’s Corey who moves first, slowly but surely pulling himself to his feet using the ropes. Granite follows suit, but turns around and is caught with a standing dropkick!]
Maxx Power: The challenger must mount some offence now! That hurricanrana has taken it’s toll on Granite!
Kit Yip: He has to capitalize!!
[Waiting for Granite to get back up, Corey prepares for another suplex... He stands behind the Champion, before grabbing him round the waist! German Suplex!!]
Maxx Power: He’s bridged!!
[1...2...kickout!]
Kit Yip: So close! Corey is covering after anything, he don’t care!!
[Corey slaps the mat in annoyance, before climbing the turnbuckles. Granite is down!]
Maxx Power: MOONSAULT!!
Kit Yip: FOUND IT’S MARK!!
[Corey covers! 1...2...kickout!]
Maxx Power: Hold on, another kickout!
[Corey looks pissed. He picks Granite up, and clasps his arms round him, in a slam position! T-BONE!]
Kit Yip: Oh man, that’s all!!
Maxx PoweR: He bounced off the mat!!
[1...2...kickout!!]
Kit Yip: C’mon ref, that was a slow count!
Maxx power: No, Granite got a shoulder up fair and square! But Corey can’t believe it!
[Granite looks out of it, and Corey signals the end!! He picks up Big G, and goes for the Nightfall Kata Hijame suplex, but Granite counters with a low blow!]
Kit Yip: Oh no!! That wouldda finished it for sure!< P>
[Granite hooks the arms of Corey, and hit’s a sit down powerbomb!]
Maxx Power: G-SHOCK!!
Kit Yip: We know what’s next!
[Granite once again places Corey on the top, and follows him up. He put’s Corey on his shoulders, but AGAIN Corey spins round and counters!]
Maxx Power: ANOTHER TOP ROPE HURRICANRANA!!
Kit Yip: NO!!! BLOCKED!! TOP ROPE POWERBOMB BY GRANITE!!
[Corey’s back slams against the floor HARD!! Granite falls on top of Coery!! 1...2...3!!]
Kit Yip: Woah!! No way!! Granite just beat Corey!!
Maxx Power: Granite retains his belt!! Top rope powerbomb!!
lynda LaChance: And your winner, and still Heavyweight Champion, GRANITE!!
Maxx Power: I don’t believe it... What a match..
kit Yip: Oh, here comes the guys with the cage!
[As Granite and Corey walk out with the fans in shock, the crew assemble the Cell!]
Maxx Power: Wow... Look at this structure!!
Kit Yip: Let’s have a break. See ya when it’s up!!
[BREAK]
Kit Yip: Welcome back, the cage is up!!
INTRO!!
Maxx Power: Oh man, this is gonna be nuts! The President vs Mike Bell!
[The referee locks the door with a padlock, and Bell and O’Brien stare at each other. O’Brien doesn’t look scared one bit, and unsurprisingly, neither does Bell.]
Kit Yip: How are we gonna start this one?
Maxx Power: I have absolutely no idea!!
[Bell and O’Brien lock up, and Bell applies a headlock, before taking O’Brien to the mat with a takedown. O’Brien then catches Bell in a headscissors with the legs from the headlock, and presses down hard!]
Kit Yip: Superb counter by O’Brien!
Maxx power: O’Brien is no slouch y’know!
[Bell manages to turn his body round, forming a 180 degree angle between himself and the prez, before rolling O’Brien onto his front. Bell then slips his head out from O’Brien’s legs, but keeps them bent.]
Kit Yip: Woah! Never seen that before!
[Bell keeps hold of the legs, and slides his own through the center, before wrapping O’Brien’s round his, and falling back!]
Maxx Power: That, my friends, is how you turn a headscissors into an STF!!
[Bell grabs O’Brien’s head and pulls up, causing him to scream in pain! The STF is certainly having an effect!]
Kit Yip: Nice wrestling by Bell.
Maxx Power: I thought EVERYONE could do that!?!
Kit Yip: Sure, Maxx!
[Bell releases the hold, and moves round the back of O’Brien, keeping the advantage. He locks on a front face lock, grinding O’Brien’s fcae with his forearm!]
Maxx Power: Elementary, but it works!
Kit Yip: An old move from an old wrestler!
Maxx Power: Gimme a break Kit! Stop kissing O’Brien’s ass!
Kit Yip: We’ll see if he’s past it or not!
Maxx Power: Yeah, we sure will!
[O’Brien forces himself to his feet, despite the pressures exerted by Bell. O’Brien uses two stiff fists to the ribcage of Bell to break the hold, before bouncing off the ropes and knocking the Madness Champion down with a shoulder block!]
Kit Yip: Hey, hey! See what I mean? Bell is past it!!
Maxx Power: (angrily) He is NOT past it!!
[O’Brien dusts his hands off, as Bell slowly picks himself up, somewhat embarassed. From outside the cage, Sherri shouts encouragement.]
Kit Yip: She should be banned!
Maxx Power: From what?
Kit Yip: Being out here! No need for it!
[O’Brien kicks Bell in the stomach, but Bell catches his foot, and sweeps the other. Bell then kicks the back of the thigh of the President visciously!]
Kit Yip: OWW!! You could here that in Amsterdam!
[Bell picks O’Brien up, who is in pain, and kicks him in the stomach, put’s his head between his legs, and delivers a powerbomb!]
Maxx Power: Everyone loves that move!
Kit Yip: It’s a bit early, ain’t it?
[Bell picks O’Brien up again, this time throwing him through the ropes to the outside. Bell follows him out, and hurls O’B shoulder first into the steps!]
Maxx Power: Man! Bell is fired up!
Kit Yip: Ok, ok. Those two moves have caught O’Brien off guard!
[As O’Brien clutches his shoulder in pain, Bell looks under the ring, and produces a steel chair!]
Kit Yip: I knew it! It wouldn’t be long before he grabbed something! He ain’t a wrestler!
Maxx Power: And your saying O’Brien wouldn’t?! It’s the name of the match for cryin’ out loud!
[O’Brien staggers up, but as soon as he stands, Bell wraps the chair round his head! BANG!]
Kit Yip: That’s twice in one night! O’Brien is at a disadvantage! He was jumped earlier on by McCowie, for absolutely no reason whatsoever!!
Maxx Power: Since when did you like O’Brien?
Kit Yip: Since... Since he gave me a contract!
[Bell looks on top, as he places O’Brien across his shoulder. Now, running, he spears O’Brien’s face into the wire mesh cage!!]
Maxx power: Man!! Bell must really dislike O’Brien!
Kit Yip: (sarcastically) D’ya think?!
[Bell rolls into the ring, and pumps his fist into the air. The fans cheer. O’Brien is having a hard time reviving himself outside, so Bell goes out after him and rolls him in the ring. There, Bell capitalises by stomping on O’Brien’s left knee.]
Maxx Power: Ah! Back to the knee!
Kit Yip: BORING! BORING!
Maxx Power: Shut the Hell up!
[Bell picks O’Brien up and slams him on his front! Now Bell drops repeated elbows to the lower back!!]
Kit Yip: Strategic, yet aggressive. Bell has it just right!
[With O’Brien screaming in pain, Bell picks him up, whips him to the ropes, and spears him! Bell follows through with rights and lefts to the face!]
Kit Yip: CLOSED FISTS, CLOSED FISTS!!
Maxx Power: Anything goes, Kit!
[O’Brien’s eyebrow is bust open. Sherri cheers on her man! Mike Bell relents from the assault, and let’s O’Brien go. The President is just about knocked out!]
Maxx Power: O’Brien just isn’t in the same league as Bell!
[Mike Bell, instead of going for a cover, picks O’Brien up a third time, and whips him hard to the turnbuckle! O’B bounces back, and crashes to the floor! Bell now takes the time to apply a Texas Cloverleaf!]
Kit Yip: That’s one of O’Brien’s favourites! That Bell is a no good, copying SOB!!
[O’Brien cries out, but refuses to tap. Instead, he forces his chest off the mat, by pushing off with his arms!]
Kit Yip: YEAH!! Go Andy go!!
[O’Brien finally kicks the hold out, sending Bell crashing outside. Nontheless, the damage is done.]
Maxx Power: Just a matter of time, Kit.
[Bell collects himself quickly, and rolls into the ring. O’Brien is still in severe pain!]
Kit Yip: C’mon Andy! Where’s Gareth when you need him!?
[Bell looks down on O’Brien with pity, before stomping his back further into oblivion! Bell then picks O’Brien upto his knees, but O’B counters with a low blow!]
Maxx power: Oh, good grief! This guy is supposed to be a good wrestler!
[O’Brien, groggily, seizes the moment, and clotheslines his opponent to the mat. Finally, something works!]
Kit Yip: Yeah! I knew O’Brien could do it!
[O’Brien picks Bell up this time, and kicks him in the ribs three times! Bell clutches his side, before being caught in a diving powerbomb by the 6’6 Pres!]
Kit Yip: WOW!!! Did you see that?! Did you see it Maxx?!
Maxx Power: Yeah, pretty impressive!
Kit Yip: No, it was AWESOME!!
[O’Brien seems to gain a little confidence, and he whips Bell into the ropes, catching him in a gorilla press! Straight into a slam!]
Maxx Power: Man, he’s a strong SOB, I’ll give him that!
[O’Brien now shakes the cobwebs clear, and signals the end!]
Kit Yip: It’s over!
Maxx Power: Huh? He’s only done two moves!
[O’Brien picks up Bell, and hoists him into a powerbomb position, before driving Bell down in a backbreaker!!]
Kit Yip: he hit it!! End of the War!!
Maxx Power: woah... What a shock...
[O’Brien covers Bell as the fans are in silence... No-one can believe it! 1...2...kickout!!! POP!!]
Kit Yip: WHAT?!?
Maxx Power: Bell got the shoulder up!! Mike Bell is still in this thing!!
[O’Brien can’t believe it! He grabs his hair and starts pulling it! O’Brien lifts up Bell once more, and tosses him outside the ring. There, the Pres takes advantage by throwing Mike into the steel mesh!]
Kit Yip: Here we go! He’ll do it again soon, y’know!
Maxx power: Time may be ticking away here for Bell... He has to hit something big!
[Bell responds, by bouncing shoulder first off the mesh, and nailing a flying back elbow to the face!! O’Brien crumples down! Bell screams in rage!]
Kit yip: He’s snapped!
[Bell throws O’Brien in the ring, lifts him up a suplex and...]
Maxx Power: Natural Disaster!!
[O’Brien bounces off the mat! Bell seizes his chance, and locks on the Natural Lock!!]
Kit Yip: NO!!!!!
Maxx power: YES!!!!!
[O’Brien taps out!!]
Maxx Power: Bell has done it! Bell is STILL the Madness Champion!!
Kit Yip: NO!!!!
[Sherri opens the cage door, and walks in to celebrate with Mike Bell! At the top of the ramp, Gareth Huntonofksi stands, pissed as hell!]
Maxx Power: That’s all folks! See you on Wednesday!!
Bell, that interview just epitomises what I’ve been saying all along. You are NOT, I repeat NOT championship material and never will be. Every time your face comes on TV, the ratings slump down a whole point!! You’re a ****ing joke, and a damn disgrace to the SWF, let alone the Madness Belt. So tonight, I’m gonna rip that Title from your hands before proclaiming myself as THE best wrestler in the world today.
Oh, and I don’t need to say that exact same thing over and over and over, just to say I did a five minute interview before our match! So that’s all I have to say about you.
Now onto Powerhouse. As you may notice, I did not book this guy a match on tonight’s card...
Now it’s time for the Champion!! “Down With the Sickness” by Disturbed plays, and the fans decisively boo.]
