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Round #1: T.B.A. & T.B.A. vs. T.B.A. & T.B.A. |
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Round #1: T.B.A. & T.B.A. vs. T.B.A. & T.B.A. |
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Round #1: T.B.A. & T.B.A. vs. T.B.A. & T.B.A. |
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Round #1: T.B.A. & T.B.A. vs. T.B.A. & T.B.A. |
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| [The A.W.A.'s flagship show, Riptide, returns to a shot of the gorgeous Miss Fitch's chest region. She's wearing a stylish business outfit and her assets are bursting at the seams. The camera pans out to find her speaking with Amber Crombie, Johnny Glitz, and Bobby Glamour. The door leading into Mr. Cormier's office is right behind them. Fitch has a small briefcase in one hand and a cell phone in the other.] Miss Fitch:: Look, I'll take care of business, people. That's what I do. Take care of business. This shouldn't take more than a minute. [Fitch undoes the top button of her blouse and teases her hair up a little bit.] Miss Fitch:: How do I look? [All three give approving nods. Fitch winks at them, then turns and enters Cormier's office. Shutting the door behind her, the other three stand there waiting patiently. Slowly, Bobbly Glamour leans over towards Glitz to ask a quick question.] Bobby Glamour:: Dude, do you have any more lollie? Johnny Glitz:: Look, if I give you one, will you quit bothering me? Bobby Glamour:: You know it! [Glitz lets out a long sigh as he pulls a sucker out of his designer shirt pocket and hands it to Glamour.] Bobby Glamour:: Noice. [Just then, Miss Fitch comes back out of Cormier's office with briefcase still in hand and the button to her blouse refastened.] Amber Crombie:: What happened? He didn't take the money? [Fitch just shakes her head as the camera heads out to the ringside area.] |
Special Guest: Mikey Wryght |
| [The inside of the Chesapeake Armory is rocking with nearly three hundred strong as "We Die Young" by Alice in Chains fades out. The ring is covered with a familiar setup. Big sign, examination chair, the whole nine yards. It's the return of the Doctor's Office!] Cliff Anderson:: Ladies and gents, welcome to the return of Riptide! And we're gonna kick things off right with another big return...the return of the Doctor's Office! Jack Deruke:: That's right. The Good Doctor's already in the ring, and his fruity little guest is gonna be Mikey Wryght. Rumor going around the back is that Payne's gonna lick the end of the stethoscope and jag Showtime in the ass with it... Cliff Anderson:: First off, I never heard that. Second, he doesn't even use a stethoscope... [Payne is in the ring, soaking up the cheers from the crowd when he raises the mic to his lips.] Dr. Payne:: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, vaginas of all ages...welcome back, once again, to the DOCTOR’S OFFICE! I have to say that it’s great to be back...or as we say in the gynecological field, it’s good to smell you again! [The fans laugh at the Good Doctor's nasty humor.] Dr. Payne:: Now tonight is a very special edition of the Doctor’s Office, because right here tonight I, Dr. Payne, will be interviewing my opponent in the next round of the title tournament! [Payne's tone turns serious.] Dr. Payne:: But first there is an issue I need to address... [The Good Doctor looks out at the fans as a hush falls over the crowd. All in attendance are uneasy at the seriousness in the Good Doctor's tone. It’s unusual to see him so serious.] Dr. Payne:: You see, in life, there are cheap imitations, and then there is the best. There is quantity, and there is quality. For the sake of my argument I have brought a visual aid! [The Good Doctor reaches into his pocket and produces a tub of Summer’s Dew Vaginal Itch Cream. He holds it up for the crowd to see.] Dr. Payne:: Now, for example, we have this right here. Summer’s Dew Vaginal Itch Cream! This says it will clear up burning, itching, bleeding, and general uncomfortableness associated with vaginal itching. Now that is all well and good, but really, ladies, will you trust your precious puttannanies to some off the shelf vagina ointment. I think not! No, in a situation like this, you're going to go see a PROFESSIONAL! Which in this case happens to be a gynecologist...a WRESTLING GYNECLOGIST! And you see, my opponent in the next round of the title tournament sort of reminds me of this tube of vagina cream. Sure, he may relieve a bit of pain and itching, but really he’s nothing more then a worthless tube of goo that probably won't get the job done. But don’t worry folks, because just like the ladies that come to my office suffering from any of numerous afflictions of the crotchal region, the Good Doctor is here to make sure that the A.W.A. remains infection free. The only way to do that is to crush that tube of vaginal ointment, Mickey Wryght in the next round of the title tournament, and move one step closer to winning the A.W.A. Heavyweight Championship. So without any further adieu, I give you "Mr. Showtime" Mickey Wryght! [The fans cheer as the green strobe lights hit. Out struts Mr. Showtime in his custom pinstriped suit and aviator sunglasses. He enters the ring and grabs a microphone as Payne motions for him to sit in the examination chair.] Mikey Wryght:: No, I think I'll stand. Dr. Payne:: Suit yourself. Now Mickey, during the last six months, while the doors to the A.W.A. were closed, what were you doing with yourself? Mikey Wryght:: First of all, the name is Mikey, and on top of that you can call me Mr. Showtime. Now during the last few months I have been picking up work wrestling for smaller promotions. Nothing too steady. Plus I have been successfully running my chain of gyms, "The Best Gym." [The crowd's laughter subsides as the detect a little bit of hostility between the two men.] Dr. Payne:: Is that right? Well, I'm very proud of you. Now let's get down to business. What do you think your chances are next week when you face off against the man who possess the single most muscular right hand in the wrestling business? I'm talking about myself, the Good Doctor, the gynecologist...the wrestling gyne... [Mr. Showtime cuts him off in mid-catchphrase, earning a few boos from the crowd.] Mikey Wryght:: Chances?! Don’t make me laugh, buddy. I am one of the greatest talents ever seen in these here parts. I've beaten all of the greats in the A.W.A. and the S.W.F. and I don’t see a pervert like yourself getting the best of this superstar. [Payne nods to himself as he mulls it over in his head. A sudden smile appears on the Good Doctor's face as he asks his next question.] Dr. Payne:: I've just got one last question for you, Mr. Wryght. I mean, I'm kinda curious, after having to push out a heaping herpes such as yourself...your mother, would you consider her a clean woman in regards to her vagina? [Showtime's heard enough. He drops the mic and goes right after Payne. The two begin trading blows center stage as the crowd erupts. The examination chair is knocked into the ropes during the fray as Showtime tackles Payne through his cheap wooden table. The two begin rolling around on the mat while slugging each other as Bruce Vohland and the rest of his security team enter the ring to separate the two.] Cliff Anderson:: Dr. Payne sure knows how to push a person's buttons, and it didn't take much to bring the fight out of Mikey Wryght. |
| [The A.W.A.-tron lights up as the remnants of the Doctor's Office set are carried away. Mr. Cormier can be seen on the screen with a golden tumbler placed upon a table with a black, metallic top somewhere in the backstage area. An A.W.A. backdrop is hung up behind him as he begins rolling the tumbler.] Richard Cormier:: Let's just see what kinda sparks this little golden tumbler will cause tonight. Let's get the Lethal Lottery under way. Let's draw the four participants for the first match... [Cormier spins the tumbler a few more times, then stops, opens the hatch, and pulls out two balls. Opening the balls, he pulls out the two pieces of paper and reads them.] Richard Cormier:: It looks like the first team will be A.W.A. newcomer Nick Teredo partnering up with Pumpkinhead. And their opponents will be... [Cormier reaches in, grabs two more balls, and opens them.] Richard Cormier:: Let's see here...it'll be Nick Teredo and Pumpkinhead taking on Donny J. McNasty and...Griffin Youngblood! Ho ho, this oughta be good... [The crowd begins to buzz knowing the history between Griffin Youngblood and Donny J. McNasty.] |
Round #1: Donny J. McNasty & Griffin Youngblood vs. Pumpkinhead & Nick Teredo |
| [Nick Teredo comes out first, and he's met with a few boos. Pumpkinhead is out next, and he receives cheers from the majority of the crowd. They await their opponents as the "King of Hardcore" is out first for his team. McNasty waits in the ring as his partner, Griffin Youngblood, walks down the aisle. McNasty and Youngblood stand nose to nose, but neither man makes a move. The crowd waits in anticipation, but Griffin steps onto the ring apron and allows McNasty to start the match against Nick Teredo.] Cliff Anderson:: I was on the edge of my seat there, and I know these fans were, too. Griffin Youngblood and Donny McNasty have hated each other for as long as I can remember. [McNasty goes to work on Teredo in the early stages of the match and uses his experienced fists to pummel Teredo all around the ring. Teredo takes his first opportunity to tag in the big man. Pumpkinhead and McNasty go at it, but Pumpkinhead uses his strength and size to wear down the Nomad. Pumpkinhead throws McNasty into the corner, and Griffin tags himself in. The technician takes Pumpkinhead to the mat and uses his technical know-how to keep him grounded. Eventually, Pumpkinhead manages to tag Teredo back in, but he doesn't fair much better. It's not long before Griffin takes Teredo to his own corner and locks in the Griffin Submission. However, just before the Native American can tap out, McNasty tags himself back in. Griffin looks a bit angry by this action as the referee forces him out of the ring. McNasty waits for Teredo to stand before nailing him with the Queen Killer for the one, two, three. McNasty rolls out of the ring and heads to the back, leaving an angry Griffin Youngblood in the ring staring after him.] Cliff Anderson:: Well, there you have it. Griffin Youngblood and Donny McNasty advance to the next round of the Lethal Lottery. |
| [The shot switches to the backstage area where we find "Detective" W. William Suhgs, complete with badge, fedora hat, and dark brown overcoat. He enters the dressing room of Jimmy the Klepto and immediately begins questioning the professional thief as he holds a small notepad in his hand.] W. William Suhgs:: It's come to my attention that you WERE at the Atlantic Arena at the time of the arson. Is this true? Jimmy the Klepto:: Yeah, man, that's true. W. William Suhgs:: Ah ha! I knew it! [Suhgs madly begins scribbling on his notepad.] W. William Suhgs:: So you set the fire, didn't you? Mr. Cormier was right! It was you, wasn't it? Jimmy the Klepto:: No, you buttnut. I told you last week I didn't do it. W. William Suhgs:: So you're ready to give a full confession? Jimmy the Klepto:: Look, you moron, if you want to know what really happened, check Cormier's file cabinet in his office. That'll give you all the answers you need. Now quit bothering me you imbred hillbilly. [With that, Jimmy shoves the Commissioner out of his room and shuts the door. Suhgs appears a bit puzzled as he continues doodling on his notepad. After a momment, Suhgs heads in the direction of Cormier's office.] |
| [The image of Suhgs is replaced on the A.W.A.-tron with a shot of Richard Cormier spinning his golden tumbler again. He stops spinning, reaches in, and grabs two more names.] Richard Cormier:: That last match was exciting. Let's see what other excitement we can produce here. For the next match in the Lethal Lottery, on the first team, we'll have... [Cormier opens the balls and reads the names on the pieces of paper.] Richard Cormier:: ...Mikey Wryght and Larry Thompson. That should be interesting...but then again, Larry Thompson makes everything interesting...and their opponents... [The A.W.A.'s owner pulls two more names out of the tumbler and reads them.] Richard Cormier:: Jimmy the Klepto...and his partner is...Dr. Payne! I swear, I'm not rigging this. Payne versus Showtime. Ha ha. Talk about sparks flying... |
Round #1: Mikey Wryght & Larry Thompson vs. Dr. Payne & Jimmy the Klepto |
| Cliff Anderson:: Well, Jack, it looks like we're gonna have ourselves a sneak preview of the next round of the Heavyweight Championship Tourney. Dr. Payne and Mr. Showtime already have some bad blood between them from that scuffle earlier in the night. This'll be interesting. [Dr. Payne is the first one out, and he receives his fair share of cheers. His partner, Jimmy the Klepto, follows him out and receives a decent reception himself. Showtime comes out next, and he receives a mixed reaction from the crowd this time. Larry Thompson is the last one out, and there's no doubt that the crowd doesn't like this guy. Thompson and Payne start the match off, and Thompson takes the early advantage. He doesn't just break the rules, he blatantly breaks them while shoving the ref around in the process. Thompson beats down Payne in the corner and plants him with a piledriver, but doesn't bother going for a cover. Instead, he shoves the Good Doctor into his own corner so that he can tag in Jimmy. He makes the tag, but Jimmy looks hesitant to step into the ring with the man that talks in the third person, walks in the first person, and kicks ass in person.] Jack Deruke:: Look at that little jerk. He won't even get in the ring. Oh, Larry Thompson's goin' out after him. [Thompson chases Jimmy around the ringside area, but the professional thief is just too elusive. Finally, Jimmy finds himself cornered and fights back. He unleashes a flurry of rights and lefts on Thompson and hits the ropes, but Thompson drops to the mat. Jimmy jumps over and collides with the referee. The ref is out cold, and this is Larry's cue to go outside and grab a chair. He brings it into the ring but Jimmy is all over him. Payne and Showtime enter the ring and go right for each other. Thompson boots Jimmy in the gut, then crowns him with the chair, laying the burglar out cold. Next, he drill and unsuspecting Dr. Payne in the back with the chair. Payne goes down. Showtime goes after the Good Doctor, but Thompson isn't finished yet and clocks Showtime in the side of the head, too. Leaving a trail of carnage behind him, Thompson holds the dented chair up in the air, then heads to the back, leaving his partner high and dry. Jimmy slowly crawls over and slaps an arm across the chest of Mikey Wryght. The ref comes to and slowly makes the count. One, two, three!] Cliff Anderson:: Dr. Payne and Jimmy the Klepto move on to the next round to face Donny J. McNasty and Griffin Youngblood, but they don't look like winners right now. |
| Richard Cormier:: I knew old Larry would make it interesting. [We return to the backstage area to find Cormier fumbling with his prized tumbler once again. Only eight names remain in the tumbler as Cormier opens the hatch and pulls out two names.] Richard Cormier:: Up next, we'll see the team of El Chupacabra and Machine, and they'll be facing... [Cormier grabs two more names.] Richard Cormier:: ...the team of "The Phenom" Billy Sadistic, and Brian Zane. [Cormier laughs to himself.] Richard Cormier:: This is just great. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't Brian Zane beat Billy Sadistic last week? I mean, not just beat him, but knock him out of the tournament for the Heavyweight Championship. Ha ha! Good luck, boys. |
| [The shot switches to Richard Cormier's office. Commissioner W. William Suhgs is standing outside of his door still decked out in his detective's garb. Suhgs knocks on the door, but there's no answer. After waiting for a few minutes he lets himself into the office. Nobody is there. Suhgs walks around behind Cormier's desk and takes a seat in his plush, pleather chair. Kicking his feet up, he laces his fingers behind his head.] W. William Suhgs:: So, this is what it's like to own something. Ahhhhhhh... [Suhgs looks totally relaxed as his eyes wander down to Cormier's file cabinet. Remembering what Jimmy told him earlier, Suhgs bends down and opens the cabinet. Pulling out his lensless reading glasses, he puts them on and begins leafing through Cormier's documents. Finding something of interest, the Commissioner's eyes grow wide. He pulls a manilla folder out of the cabinet and begins rumaging through the documents inside of it.] W. William Suhgs:: This can't be! It just doesn't make any sense. I mean, why would he, of all people, want to... [Suddenly, the door slams shut and the lights go out. Footsteps can be heard in the darkness.] W. Williams Suhgs:: Hello? Who's there? [His questions are answered by a pair of thuds. One, a blunt object against the back of his head. Two, the sound of Suhgs hitting the ground.] |
Round #1: El Chupacabra & Machine vs. Brian Zane & Billy Sadistic |
| Cliff Anderson:: Uh oh. That doesn't look good for Suhgs. He most of found out something he shouldn't have. Jack Deruke:: Yeah, looks like somebody whacked him out. [El Chupacabra is the first man out, and he's followed by his giant partner, Machine. Billy Sadistic is the next wrestler to enter the ring, and he's met with a fair reaction. Brian Zane comes out last, and the fans boo him. Zane and Sadistic meet in their corner and they begin exchanging harsh words. Luckily, they don't come to blows, and it looks like Sadistic will start the match against El Chupacabra. El Chupacabra uses his speed to keep the Phenom off balance, but the crafty veteran finally gets ahold of his lighting fast opponent and takes him to the mat. After working over El Chupacabra's arm, Sadistic tags in Zane.] Cliff Anderson:: Wow. I'm surprised that Brian Zane and Billy Sadistic are actually working as a team. [Zane goes to work on El Chupacabra's injured limb and tries to cut the ring in half against him, but the speedy acrobat breaks free and tags in the Giant German. Machine steps into the ring, prompting Zane to tag Sadistic back in. Sadistic circles the monster, but Machine doesn't waste any time and goes right after the Phenom. Machine uses his giant meathooks to pummel Sadistic all over the ring. Rosco Pico Train hops up onto the ring apron, screaming orders to his big friend. This distracts the referee, allowing Zane to enter the ring. Zane and Sadistic go to work on Machine and bring the big man to his knees. The referee turns around just in time to see Machine tag El Chupacabra back in. Sadistic goes to town on his smaller foe with an offensive onslaught that culminates with a swandive headbutt from the top rope. Sadistic tags in Zane, who promptly applies the Zane Vice. Secondly later, Billy Sadistic and Brian Zane earn the submission victory via a tap out. Sadistic enters the ring as Brian Zane slowly stands. Sadistic offers his hand to Zane, who looks at him cautiously. Zane slowly shakes the Phenom's hand as the fans applaud. Suddenly, Sadistic boots Zane in the stomach and plants him with the Sadistic DDT, causing the fans to erupt! Sadistic leaves the ring with a twisted grin on his face.] |
| [The shot cuts from the ringside area to find Richard Cormier backstage again with his tumbler. Only four names remain in the tumbler. Rather than give it a few spins, Cormier just opens the hatch and mixes them by hand before choosing two at random.] Richard Cormier:: Let's see here, there are only four names left. Bobby Glamour, Johnny Glitz, Josh McCool, and Revilation. This definitely has the potential for not just sparks, but explosions! Now, let's take a look at these two names... [Cormier opens the balls and looks at the pieces of the paper. His face gives nothing away.] Richard Cormier:: On the first team, it'll be Revilation...and his partner... [Cormier waits a few moments to let the anticipation build.] Richard Cormier:: Revilation's partner will be...the Son of a Bitch himself, Josh McCool! HA HA HA! That means the Johnny Glitz and Bobby Glamour will be their opponents. Good luck, boys, you'll need it. [The camera fades back into the arena as Cormier has a very satisfied look on his face.] |
| [The A.W.A.-tron switches to a shot of the Phenom walking down a hall in the backstage area. He comes upon the locker room of Pumpkinhead and El Chupacabra and enters. The locker room is empty. Sadistic inspects, but doesn't find anybody.] Billy Sadistic:: Pumpkinhead, come on out. [Sadistic hears movement in the hallway and whirls around to catch a glimpse of Pumpkinhead entering the room. In a flash, Pumpkinhead and turns and takes off down the hall. Sadistic runs to the doorway as Pumpkinhead rounds a corner.] Billy Sadistic:: Pumpkinhead! Get back here, you coward! Unknown Voice:: Watch who you call a coward... [Before Sadistic can turn to see who the voice is coming from, something hard comes down on the back of his head and that's the last thing he remembers before his lights go out.] |
Round #1:  Revilation & Josh McCool vs. Johnny Glitz & Bobby Glamour |
| [Glitz and Glamour are the first team out, and they're accompanied by the stunning Amber Crombie and the equally stunning Miss Fitch. All four are showered with boos, along with catcalls from both sexes. Josh McCool is next to enter, and he's met with scattered boos. The Hardcore Champion, Revilation, is out next, and the boos only get louder. Even before the match can start, Revilation clips McCool's jaw with a right hand and the fight is on. McCool and Revilation begin hammering the crap out of each other as the referee tries to intervene.] Cliff Anderson:: Well, Miss Fitch tried to bribe Cormier to get Glitz and Glamour together in this tournament, a bribe that didn't work, but I guess it didn't matter anyways. By a crazy stroke of luck, they were drawn together anyways. Jack Deruke:: Yeah, but more importantly, Revilation and McCool are beatin' each other about the head, neck, chest, breasts, and genitals! [The referee gets shoved to the outside of the ring during the brawl as Glitz and Glamour look at one another, then jump both men from behind. The former champions take control of the match as the referee tries to regain his bearings on the outside. Glitz goes to work on McCool as Glamour takes Revilation. McCool levels Glitz with a clothesline at the same time Revilation drops Glitz, and the two go straight for each other again. Glitz and Glamour jump them from behind again, only this time, they use a large camera to the back of their heads, courtesy Amber Crombie. Glitz holds McCool up as Glamour grabs the giant prop of a camera and sizes up the Son of a Bitch. Amber Crombie gets up on the ring apron with a real camera and takes a snapshot just as Glamour smashes McCool in the head with the fake camera. McCool is busted open as Glitz makes the cover. The ref crawls back into the ring just in time to make the count. One, two, three. Amber Crombie is so ecstatic about the win that she throws the picture up into the air where is floats into the ring.] Cliff Anderson:: It looks like Glitz and Glamour will be moving to the next round of the tourney, like that should come as a surprise to anybody. Wait, look at this. Revilation is on top of the bloody McCool and he's beating him senseless. |
| [Security rushes the ring to pull Revilation off of McCool as the still-dazed referee hobbles over to the corner. In doing so, he happens upon Amber Crombie's snapshot photograph. He picks it up and looks at the picture. Seeing the picture of Glitz and Glamour using and illegal weapon against Josh McCool, referee Perry Daton begins pointing to the time keeper.] Jack Deruke:: What's this? Cliff Anderson:: Senior official Perry Daton is reversing the decision. He's got irrefutable evidence that Glitz and Glamour cheated! It'll now be Josh McCool and Revilation that will move on in the tournament! [Security escorts Revilation from the ring as McCool is helped to the back wearing the crimson mask.] |
| [Before the next match can begin, the cameras cut to the backstage area. The ordeal between Revilation and McCool isn't quite over yet. A bloody Josh McCool tackles Revilation from behind and begins hammering on him. Both men pull themselves up and begin slugging it out. McCool grabs Revilation by the hair and the back of the shirt and hurls him headfirst into a stack of fifty gallon barrels, causing them to topple down on top of Revilation.] Josh McCool:: You'd better watch your back, you punk bitch. [McCool stalks off, leaving Revilation for dead buried beneath the mass of metal barrels.] |
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| Cliff Anderson:: This thing between Josh McCool and Revilation is reaching a boiling point. I don't know how they'll be able to co-exist in this Lethal Lottery tournament. Jack Deruke:: Yeah, but we don't care about all that crap. What we care about right now is the Main Event, which happens to be Kris Kartier defending his T.V. gold against that bum, Gutter. [Gutter is the first one out, and he receives a nice ovation from the fans. The champ comes out next, wearing the Television Championship over one shoulder and the Atlantic Championship over the other. The fans boo the self-proclaimed "Most Hated Man in the A.W.A." as he enters the ring. The match begins with Kartier taking control on the challenger. Kartier wears him down with an armbar in the center of the ring, but Gutter makes a comeback by tossing Kartier through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Gutter follows him out as hardcore mayhem ensues.] Cliff Anderson:: Gutter's changing the pace of this match to suit his liking. Gutter's at home in a hardcore environment. Jack Deruke:: Yeah, so is Kris Kartier, fruitloop. He started out as "Suicydal" Kris Kartier and made a name for himself as a hardcore brawler, and don't forget it, punk! [Gutter clotheslines Kartier over the guardrail and the action spills into the crowd. Kartier and Gutter beat the hell out of each other with chairs, garbage cans, whatever they can find, but they quickly make their way back to the ring before getting counted out. The ten-minute mark passes by as Gutter has Kartier rocking in the corner. Gutter hits a massive uppercut that sends the champion reeling to the center of the ring. Gutter hits the ropes and goes for the Slacker, but Kartier had it well-scouted and slips behind him. "Souled Out" locks in the Karta-Hajime as the fans begin rallying behind Gutter. Gutter gives a few sudden bursts and nears the ropes. His fingertips tickle the top rope, but Kris Kartier drags him down to the mat and applies a body scissors. Gutter slowly fades as the referee raises his limp arm three times. It drops three times and the referee has no choice but to call for the bell, awarding the victory to Kris Kartier via submission.] Cliff Anderson:: That was a hard-fought battle by both men, but Gutter just couldn't pull it off tonight. |
| [Kartier is celebrating in the middle of the ring with both of his titles as Gutter crawls over to the corner to clear the cobwebs. Neither man sees Larry Thompson come in from the crowd, so it comes as a surprise to Kartier when he takes a boot to the mid-section, followed by a Next of Kin Notification DDT on his prized championship belts. Some of the fans boo. Some of the fans cheer. Larry doesn't care, he just grabs a microphone.] Larry Thompson:: As you all know, Larry Thompson is now a wrestler for hire. And tonight, somebody was generous enough to request Larry Thompson's services. [Larry looks towards the corner at Gutter and gives a big, obvious wink and a thumbs up. Gutter looks utterly confused by the whole situation, but that doesn't stop Larry Thompson from speaking.] Larry Thompson:: Kris Kartier, Larry Thompson wants you to know that it wasn't anything person. Larry Thompson is a wrestler for hire, and Larry Thompson just did what he had to do. Do you think Larry Thompson cares what any of you idiots think? [The fans begin booing the blonde berserker.] Larry Thompson:: Hell no! Because when it's the world versus Larry Thompson...I like my odds! [Thompson drops the microphone on Kartier's back and raises his hands out to his sides while laughing as the show comes to an end.] Cliff Anderson:: That's all we've got tonight, folks. Tune in next week for the second round of the Heavyweight Championship Tournament. Goodnight! |
