5/2/01
The Coliseum, Ft. Wayne, IN.
K. Fred Brown &
Johnny Saturday
The Coliseum, Ft. Wayne, IN.
K. Fred Brown &
Johnny Saturday
All the singles title's have been won, now it's time for the new Champion's to take it to the mat. Winning the belt is only half the battle, now you have to defend it. And the talent in the Big Sky is getting pretty rough, you can't take anyone lightly. All the belts are up for grabs and the challengers are ready to fight to get them.
Who will it be? Jack won't lose his belt, Jackson sure as hell won't give his up to Talon, so you must be talking about Dash Dane.
I didn't say that! You can say what you want, I don't think any titles are safe tonight. Talon could very well leave the arena the new Big Sky Champion. Also we'll see the House of Pain show why they are certainly the front runner's for the Tag Titles. But first an interesting match up between Daytona and Xavier Stewart.
Ya, Stewart couldn't just screw up his chances for a title, he had to go and fall through the cage and screw Daytona. Hell, I'd be pissed as well! Xavier's mistake cost Daytona the TV Title!
I don't exactly think you can blame Xavier on an accident. I'm sure he was just as upset about losing his chance to become the first Big Sky Champion as Daytona was about getting his pinfall broken up. He's got his chance to make up for it tonight.
And he's going to kick Mr. XSitement's ass!
doors locked until all wrestlers are inside, the boxes cannot be broken until the door is locked with everyman inside. You break a box before the bell, you walk to the back!
"Boom" by the Bloodhound Gang shakes the rafters and the fans start to pop. Xavier Stewart pierces the curtain and extends his arms letting the crowd know that XS has arrived. The man they call XSitement in the XS struts to the ring, his red tights read XS down the side and his golden blonde hair waves in the back. Xavier makes a motion like a belt around his waist.
What did he do that for, he'll be disqualified!
The hell he will, the match hasn't officially began, there's nothing the referee can do! What a master stroke. Now your boy has to deal with the pissed off Daytona and his chair. It's payback time!
Xavier holds his ground as Daytona swings the chair and misses. Xavier spins and kicks at the chair, but is instead hit with the chair. Xavier goes to one leg and is met face first into the metal of the chair. Xavier sprawls on the ground, blood already starting to trickle. Daytona yells at the crowd something about payback. Daytona climbs the ropes and down onto the side of Xavier with his chair. Referee's come running from the back to stop Daytona but he gets in two or three more good licks. Daytona starts to gloat as the medic assist Xavier out of the ring.
What a coward! He knew he couldn't win so he took the low road!
Say what you will, but the low road will get you to your destination! The referee is going to have to throw the match out because Xavier won't be able to answer the bell!
Your kidding! He's going to be rewarded for that attack! How can this injustice be done, in front of God and the whole world!
Hey! The referee has no choice, Xavier won't be able to compete, he forfeits! Daytona is on his way to be the Number One contender!
That is ridiculous! That is the same referee Daytona laid out! How can he make this ruling! The referee is calling for the bell! This is horrible, he can't let Daytona get away with it! He's starting the ten count, dammit!
1.....2........3............4.............5..............6.....................7..............8....
It's Xavier! Running from the back! Hey! Referee stop the count! Xavier isn't going to make it!
9..................10! Your boy didn't make it, winner Daytona!
Dammit! Xavier was there! He crossed under the ropes in time! The referee is making the wrong decision!
Call him the Number One Contender you hack! Stop messing around!
Yes! The ref is calling the men to wrestle! Xavier made it! Daytona's little plan didn't work after all!
That is fine, Daytona's done his damage. Xavier's already hurt.
It told you, Daytona's is still the winner!
Xavier has been beaten pretty hard. He's up, he's almost over the railing.
Oh my God! Did you see that? Daytona just killed Xavier, and maybe himself! What a stunt!
I won't even sugar coat that, that was insane. But both men are laying lifeless in the first row. Xavier is the one getting to his feet first. He's climbing the railing to the roar of the crowd. Daytona' high risk move may have lost him the match.
Your kidding! That's a blatant disqualification!
Hey, turnabout is fair play!
No, no, no! Daytona's was before the match, this is between the ropes during the match! Dammit referee, do your duty!
Well, maybe he's a little groggy from the chair shot he took from Daytona!
The Winner of the match by submission and Number 1 Contender!................"Mr. XSitement!" Xavier Stewart!
I can't believe your going to sit there while Daytona gets screwed like that! That was blatant! I don't care what happened before the match!
Now, your always the one who says eye for an eye, Xavier was just returning the favor.
In full view of the referee, this wasn't a hardcore match, give me a break. Once again Daytona gets the screw job by Xavier!
Say what you want, but the next time the belt goes up Xavier will be the one getting his shot. And speaking of shot, now it's time for Murdoch to get his.
Jack's going to rip him apart, he'll wish he had the damn A-team with him after Jack destroys him. You know for being War Veterans the A-Team sure were piss poor shots.
Just like Murdoch, they always won in the end.
Holy @#$%! What was that? Is that who I think it is? My God, it is! Jack just jumped from the top of the Skyview! Right down on top of Murdoch knocking them both off the walkway and into tables set up for the crew. Madman! Jack's up again, grabbing whatever is handy he is climbing the truss again! Halfway up, he's going to jump again!
Jack just broke that table half across the head of Murdoch! Jack stands in the rubble. Madman huh? That man is a genius! There weren't any pole vault mats under those tables. That crash was legendary!
(Continued 5 minutes later) Murdoch and Jack have exchanged battery with plates, garbage cans and whatever they could find. Murdoch wheels a big strike, but Jack ducks and grabs Murdoch around the legs and with a single leg take down puts Murdoch's face into a tray of ice on a table. Murdoch grabs a couple of Cokes and whips them at Jack, still wearing his belt. The plastic bottles bounce off Jack's head and leg. Jack takes off and slides feet first into Murdoch's left leg. The big man and Jack are having an awful time on the wet floor. Each man grabs at the other but slips, both men lay on the wet floor punching and kicking at the other. Jack finds a tray and cracks it over Murdoch's head. Murdoch slips into a door marked "Janitor's Closet." Jack runs in but falls right out on his back side. A huge boot looms through the door. Murdoch comes out covered in trash bags to the excitement of the crowd. Murdoch grabs Jack turns him around behind him and wraps a trash bag around his neck. "Trash Bag Neck Hang!" Jack struggles pulling at the plastic that is hanging him. Murdoch bends over more and pulls Jack's feet off the ground more. Jack swings and tears. He gets some leverage with his feet on the wall. Jack pushes off, but it only synchs in the bag more. Jack flails, he puts his foot against the wall again, pushes up and in the same motion grabs the back of Murdoch's neck. DDT! Jack throws the bag to the side and makes the cover. 1...........2..............3!
The Winner of the match by pinfall and still Hardcore Champion!................Jack 13!
Are you kidding! What a reversal! How did he manage that move! Damn that was a nice move, Murdoch thought that he had this all wrapped up! Moron!
Ok, I'll give credit where it's due, Jack impressed me with that move. But Murdoch had that almost won, just lucky Jack had a wall to get leverage off of or he would be looking up at the new champion.
What are you talking about? Jack didn't even have to take his belt off, there's your champion.
I'll admit, it's going to be tough getting that belt off of Jack, but there are 10 people out there who are willing to try. Lest you forget who has the most blood on that belt, it wasn't Murdoch!
That's what you don't get, that is what that belt is about, your blood!
Tulsa West and the newcomer High Gore Hitster are making their way to the ring now. Man, I'm sure the Hitster has no idea what he is walking into, House of Pain are great tag team wrestlers. These guys don't even know each other, and House of Pain have been at this for years. They have a task before then. I certainly don't envy them.
You should, just because you are you. But I actually agree with you for once. I can't believe my ears, but this youngster and Tulsa are going to get an ass kicking. No doubt about it.
"Soul Survived" by Asphalt Ballet readies the crowd for what is about to enter. The Skeleton squeals his laugh leading his two mercenaries into battle. The sheer size of Sam Hain is imposing, combine that with the antics of the Skeleton and the red eyes of the Grim Reaper cloaked in black carrying his sharpened gleaming sickle.
The House of Pain stop halfway down the aisle, Tulsa takes the mic into his hands.
TULSA WEST: Look kid, I didn't want this stupid match to start with, but even more to throw someone as green as you in it with me! You think that you are going to show up tonight and be my pal, we're going to work together. To hell with that!
Tulsa kicks High Gore Hitster in the midsection lifts him up for a suplex and springs him off the top rope into a brain buster.
TULSA WEST: Enjoy Dumbass!
Tulsa throws the mic down, walks out of the ring up to the House of Pain. He looks the Skeleton in the eye and then steps aside. The Skeleton squeals in delight as he motions the HOP to the ring. Sam and the Reaper immediately go to work. Pummeling the youngster like fresh meat. Tulsa enjoys the spectacle he caused and watches with a grin. Sam lifts High Gore into a Dreamer Driver. The Reaper follows off the top rope with a leg drop. The Skeleton smiles and grins, Sam puts the Hitster on his knee. Reaper climbs the rope off with the elbow. "Day of Reckoning!" Reaper climbs on for the pin. 1.........2............3! Continuing the beatdown, Sam Hain lifts High Gore into the air with both hands and Reaper flies off the top rope with another clothesline.
The Winner of the Match by Pinfall.........House Of Pain!
Tulsa shouldn't have left that kid out there like that!
Hey, Tulsa was using self preservation. No reason to play with the youngster when a beating was all that was going to come of it. He made the right choice!
High Gore will get his chance to prove himself, he just has to shake it off and learn from it. It doesn't pay to be quiet in the Big Sky! You've got to make noise.
Oh, he made a noise, the sound of broken bones.
He'll be fine, I hope he gets his hands on Tulsa. He deserves it for leaving him out to dry!
Speaking of dry, isn't Griffin coming up?
Well, I see Flotxom and Inferno already making their way to the ring. Those ol' boys are huge and powerful. The two smaller men had better have their quick boots on tonight or they will find a quick exit.
"I hate, Pt. 1" by St. Thomas comes on. Griffin starts down the aisle way He hesitates and waits for reinforcements.
"Jack The Bastard" by Faster Pussycat announces the Television Champion. Dash Dane comes through the curtains a ball of fire. Pumping the crowd as he pumps his arms. Wearing his golden TV belt and his silver tights. Dash flips his hair and slaps the crowds hands. Flotxom and Inferno just glare. Dash slaps Griffin on the back and whispers in his ear. Flotxom and Inferno take no time for the bell as they climb through the ropes. Dash and Griffin head them off at the pass as they take their legs out from under them and make them fall flat onto the floor. Dash gives a yell to the crowd and places his belt neatly on the table by the announcers. Griffin takes advantage with a moonsault off the top turnbuckle onto the floor over both men. Dash seconds the attack with a famasser onto Inferno.
(The match continues 10 minutes later) Griffin and Dash have had control, but now Inferno and Flotxom have taken the match outside the ring and are pounding on the smaller Griffin. Flotxom picks Griffin up and drops him face first onto the ring apron. Griffin's face snaps back and Flotxom immediately goes for the pin. Inferno rips him off and the two stare down each other. Griffin gets the upper hand by two strategically placed low blows. Griffin throws Inferno into the ring to a waiting Dash Dane. Pedigree! Inferno lays flat on his back. Griffin rolls Flotxom in with him and breaks the pinfall of Dash Dane. Dash isn't pleased. Griffin shows that he wants the belt as well. Dash goes face to face with Griffin. Griffin spins but misses and is caught in another Pedigree by Dane. Just before the move is executed Inferno runs at Dane for a clothesline but Dane ducks. Dash Rip Stunner! 1..............2....Griffin grabs the leg of Flotxom tripping him before he can break the count. 3! Griffin stands up and looks Dash up and down. Dash gives him a pat and Griffin walks out to the cheers of the fans.
The Winner of the Match by Pinfall and still Television Champion........."Double D" Dash Dane!
You idiot good guys! Saving the pin for Dash, what a wus!
Griffin will get another chance, he knows that. Today was Dash's day. Griffin will fight again, speaking of fighting I have just received notice that something is happening in the back. Let's go to Nick Jay Hill in the back.
NICK JAY HILL: Thanks Fred, seems like High Gore couldn't wait until the next time. He's found Tulsa and laid him out. What you see here is the end result. Tulsa is being led out of the arena by the medics. High Gore laid him out good, he found him and pounded away on his temple until finally Big Sky officials pried him from the blood of Tulsa. Tulsa will remember double crossing High Gore.
He was just frustrated from stinking up the ring earlier. He had to go be a sore loser.
He was just letting Tulsa know that even though he is a newcomer he isn't going to let him get away with that crap. Wait, yep, Les Goodwin works fast, next week High Gore Hitster gets his chance against Tulsa West in a taped fist match, anywhere falls. That should be a pretty good forum for his revenge.
Yes, taking on a cowboy in a taped fist match. Good Luck!
Yes, good luck. I feel Tulsa will regret turning his back on this kid. But we have our main even to go, Talon against Jackson Rust. The ex-football player against the Veteran of wrestling wars from all over. Jackson is tough, but has he met his match with the pure talent of Talon?
Pure talent? Maybe he was good in football, but that won't cut it here. Jackson will make his wish he was in training camp right now.
Jackson is good, but he isn't a world class athlete like Talon. Does he have the experience to overcome talent, or will talent be too much?
The crowd erupts when "Live Wire" by Fozzy plays. Talon, looking every bit his 6'5" and 266 lbs. walks through the curtains and stops. His tights read "Talon," and the crowd loves him. Talon faces the crowd and raises his arms. He looks all business as he walks down the aisle. He jumps in the ring and climbs up the turnbuckle and does the Heisman pose with a smile.
"Back in Business Agian" by the Four Horsemen starts for Jackson Rust. Jackson cuts the curtains. Stands at the plateau wearing his belt over his torn "Drummond Brother's" t-shirt and his black tights. As the boo's rain down, Jackson wears a smirk and touches his belt. Holding it in the air as he walks down the aisle he yells at Talon and points to the belt. Talon tells him to bring it on. Jackson throws the belt to the side and runs under the ropes. He is met by a spear from Talon and the crowd pops as the bell rings. Talon takes control whipping Jackson into the ropes with a shoulder block. Jackson looks frazzled as Talon picks the Champion over his head and drops him straight down. Before Jackson can roll out Talon drops an elbow and goes for the pin. 1....2...No!
Talon is working Jackson, the talent is too much one on one!
Jackson is playing rope a dope, he'll never let himself lose that belt.
Talon lifts Jackson into the air again. Snake Eyes as Jackson's head snaps back. Talon grabs the Champ under his arms and suplex's him back for the pin. 1........2........No! Jackson kicks out. Talon runs off the ropes but is met by a straight kick to the midsection. Jackson lifts his knee up to Talon's nose. Talon falls back and Jackson lays him out with a clothesline. Jackson has control as he spins Talon's arm with his feet and drops to his knees on Talon's elbow. Talon rolls to his back and is met with a flurry of punches by Jackson. Jackson grabs Talon by the hair runs to the ropes and jumps over holding Talon's neck. As he falls to the floor he whips Talon's neck on the top rope. Talon snaps back holding his throat. Jackson stands on the floor very happy with himself. Jackson stays to the side of the ring and reaches under the ring and pulls a bat out laced with barbed wire. He looks to the crowd, smiles and lights the weapon on fire. He takes the flaming bat into the ring with him. Talon is still on the mat as Jackson rears back his flaming bat. Talon at the last minute sticks his foot out and kicks Jackson in the ribs. Jackson drops the bat and the referee goes to side to grab some towels to put out the flame. Talon runs at Jackson but Jackson catches him lifts him up and onto the top rope. Hot Shot! Jackson grabs his bat away from the referee and swings at Talon but Talon had enough sense to fall out of the ring. Jackson throws the bat to the side and climbs up the turnbuckle. He jumps down in a sitting position and his back to Talon and flips off the top rope into a moonsault. Jackson lands on top of Talon. He grabs a chair from the front row and puts it to use on Talon's leg. He throws Talon into the front row over the railing. Jackson grabs his bat again. Climbing the turnbuckle again he places the bat between his hands and jumps for Talon. Talon grabs a chair and deflects the shot back into Jackson's face.
The crowd pops as Jackson and his bat go flying into the mass of chairs. Talon grabs Jackson and rakes his eyes on the railing. He then lays Jackson head first on the railing and puts his elbow to the back of Jackson's head four, five, six times. Jackson falls in a slump behind the railing. Talon signals to the crowd and starts to go over the railing pulling Jackson by the hair. Jackson pulls up on the railing when Talon is in a precarious position. Talon falls to the floor. Jackson, blood now covering his face fully jumps over the railing onto the back of Talon. He throws Talon into the side of the ring.
Jack 13, he's on his way to the ring. Why is he out here? He's waving to the crowd but they will have nothing to do with him. He's a crazy man, why is he here?
Jack shows his belt to the crowd, his white shirt still covered with blood. His forehead crudely stitched up. He walks up to Jackson Rust and pats him on the shoulder. Jackson pays him no attention and puts the boots to Talon. Jack 13 comes over to the announce table and grabs an extra headset and hangs out.
Why are you here? What in the hell are you doing?
JACK 13: I'm here to see my fans. They are the best in the world and I'm here to show them my appreciation.
You idiot, you have no fans, what are you talking about?
Hey man, I'm your fan!
Thank you Johnny, I appreciate you. See look at the Jack 13 fans behind us, standing watch for their champion. Jack 13 is the most popular wrestler in the league, and you Fred seem to think that putting me down will discourage my fans. It only makes them stronger.
Huh? These people behind us have Talon and Xavier Stewart shirts on, non of them are here to see you.
I'm here to see you.
Stop sucking up!
Thank you again Johnny, but for my fans I'm going to give them the enjoyment of kicking Talon's ass. See, I let you all in on my scoop. Me kicking Talon's ass.
Your going to ruin this match for the fans with a stupid run-in. You are an idiot!
Thanks man, I certainly appreciate you giving us this scoop. Thanks man!
You two can have each other! Talon, Jack is going to run in and attack you!
Now why did you go and do that? Jack had given us the scoop for God's sake!
Jack picks up his belt and shows the crowd, then he jumps to the floor and smacks Talon with it. Jackson jumps to the floor and asks Jack what the hell he is doing? Jack smiles, waves to his fans and rams Talon's head into the railing once, then twice. Jackson pulls him off, shakes his head and grabs Talon by the hair. Jack waves to the crowd, smiles, runs at Jackson and Talon and grabs Talon's head and rams it into the announcing table. Jackson again pushes Jack to the side.
Dash Dane! Running down the aisle, he's going after Jack.
Why does that fool think he needs to be a part of this? Jack was here cause the fans wanted him here!
Dash runs after Jack and Jack is making an exit, no, he's engaging with Dash Dane. Now Dash and Jack are fighting to the side of the ring.
Jack and Dash are pounding each other, now they have their belts off and are whacking each other with their belts. Jackson has Talon on the announce table. Jackson readies him for a piledriver. Talon flips Jackson off his back. Jackson falls into the laps of Fred and Johnny. Talon drops a fist onto Jackson. Jack and Dash have made it into the ring and matching each other move for move. Talon picks up Jackson and presses him into the ring. Jackson picks up Dane's and Jack's belts and meets Talon coming into the ring with a double belt shot to the head. Talon falls to the mat. Jackson climbs the rope, but is met by Dash Dane who presses him off the top rope. Dash turns towards the middle of the ring and is speared over the top rope by a flying Jack 13. Both men fall to the ground. Talon picks up Jackson, whips him into the ropes. Jackson ducks the Hawkeye Clothesline and falls to the mat. Talon rushes him, he grabs Talon and drops him over the top rope for another Hot Shot. Jackson goes for the cover. 1............2......... Jack 13 grabs Talon's legs. 3! Jackson retains his title!
The Winner by pinfall and still Big Sky Champion "Copperhead" Jackson Rust!
Dammit, Jack needs to mind his business. Look at him grabbing his belt and smiling, he didn't get away with anything! Why was he here?
He told you! He's here for the people!'
Your as crazy as he is, were outta time folks see you next week!!