12/29/01 from Uniondale, Long Island in the Nassau Coliseum:

PLEASE RISE FOR YOUR NATIONAL ANTHEM...

Tag Team Titles: Mass Destruction (C) Vs Venom and Reaver: As usual, Mass D rides out to ringside on their motorcycles. However, as they're riding down the aisle, a drunken Mangle swirves, loses control and crashes into the guardrail, taking out 4 young fans (REMINDER...DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!!!!!). Maim completely ignores his brother and goes to the ring for the match. When Venom and Reaver make their entrance, they immediately attack Mangle, who is lying in the front row trapped underneath his bike. This brings Maim down with a chair. He bashes Venom in the head with a hard chairshot, and brawls back to ringside with Reaver. Maim controls the early stages of the match, drilling Reaver with powerslams, clotheslines and a nice textbook vertical suplex. Reaver gains the upper hand with a thumb to the eye, and makes the tag to Venom. The pair double teams Maim in the buckle, before sending him to the ropes for a double clothesline. Maim breaks through the clothesline, and delivers one of his own, bringing the match back into Mass D control. He lifts up Venom and nearly picks up the win with a sitdown powerbomb. Then, Maim climbs up to the top rope for some kind of move, only to be hit in the back of the head with the GNL TV title by Reaver. Maim falls from the top rope, Venom throws an arm across the chest...1...2...NO! Only a two. For the next 5 minute, the Black Blood duo punishes Maim with various tandem moves, such as a double chokeslam, a backbreaker legdrop combo, and a double powerbomb for 2. Finally, Reaver miscalculates a back body drop, and Maim drops him with a DDT. By now, Mangle's drunk ass has climbed back on the ring apron, and he's requesting the tag. Maim doesn't wanna tag him, but Mangle grabs him by the hair, tags himself in, and for the next minute and a half, he cleans house on Black Blood. Then, for some reason, he attempts a moonsault from the top rope. He climbs to the top, staggers and falls through the timekeeper's table (HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!) Maim then runs into the ring to continue the fight for his team, but is nailed with Venom's Blood Vain! The match appears to be over...however, as Reaver heads to the outside to work over Mangle, DJP runs out to the ring with a steel chair. While Sir. Charles is busy with the Mangle/Reaver melee on the floor, DJP hits the ring, whacks Venom in the back of the head, and slides out, allowing Maim to schoolboy him for the 1-2-3 @ 10:56. The Match Rating ***1/2

DJP Vs Dynasty Balla:Dynasty Balla starts out fast and furious! Clothesline! Clothesline! Clothesline! Irish whip sends DJP into the ropes...DJP is caught in a gorilla press...and driven to the canvas with a front slam. The crowd is solidly behind Balla, but the momentum swings when DJP ducks a clothesline and referee Alan Cooper damn near gets his head ripped off. DJP then rolls to the floor, feigning a shoulder injury. Balla heads out after him, but as he's stepping through the ropes, DJP springs into action and bashes him between the eyes with a chairshot. the dazed Balla staggers back towards the center of the ring, where another shot to the back sends the fan favorite straight to the mat. DJP then locks on a sleeper as the referee begins to come to. In the words of the immortal Vince Johnson..."Don't tell me it's gonna end this way! Don't...don't tell me he's gonna steal one, Dave!!!" That's something he would say, right?! RIGHT! Anyway, the ref checks that arm...it drops once. He checks it twice...it falls one more time! If it falls again, the match will be over! Will it fall?! Will it fall?! Will it...IT STAYS UP! MY GOD THE ARM STAYS UP! THE MATCH IS STILL ON! DJP beats on him for a couple more minutes, punishing Balla's back with backbreakers, suplexes, and submission holds such as the Mexican surfboard, the bow and arrow, and the dreaded Camel Clutch. But just when it looks like Balla will tap, he reaches deep down into his gut and pulls out something...it's...it's...his wallet?!...no! No...it's DETERMINATION! Yeah! Balla fights out of the camel clutch, with DJP riding him all the way and DRIVES HIM DOWN TO THE MAT!!! Now it's Dynasty Balla's turn. He mounts an offense with a flying headscissors...a flying clothesline from the top...and a missile dropkick. The crowd is on it's feet as Balla lifts DJP and locks him in a Canadian Backbreaker!!! WILL DJP GIVE IN?! WILL HE?! WILL...NO HE DOESN'T!! Frustrated, Balla drops DJP! He hits off the ropes, and attempts a Huracanrana...BUT NO NO NO!!! DJP CAUGHT HIM! HE CAUGHT HIM...AND LOCKS HIM IN THE LION TAMER!!! OH MY GOD WHAT A MATCH...AND DYNASTY BALLA TAPS AS 20:22, ALL WHILE DJP YELLS "DO YOU RESPECT ME NOW?! HUH?! DO YOU RESPECT ME NOW?!" Match Rating *****

TV Title: Venom (c) Vs Freak: Nothing special. Freak had some minor offense with moves such as a powerbomb, a superplex and the dreaded SPLAT! But in the end, the Blood Vain did the trick, and Venom retains @ 8:02. Match Rating Let's just say that if this match was a wrestler, it'd be one of the DUDleyz! :-)

I-C Title: Sir Bradley of Blitz (C) Vs Kerrboski: The match would've been a squash...but then it wouldn't be a good main event, now would it?! No it wouldn't! Brad comes out dancing, acting like a fool and almost gets booed out of the building. Grabs the house mic before the match and talks some crap about the I-C Title being the Brad Belt, meaning that the belt can only belong to a Brad, not a Kerrboski, meaning that Brad will automatically be the winner of this match, and Kerrboski BEATS THE HELL OUTTA HIM!!!! OH MY GOD!!! @ 5:25, Mr. Boski hits the Boski Slam on Brad Blitz! CAN HE GET HIM...1...2...3!!!!! WE HAVE A NEW I-C CHAMPION, AND HIS NAME IS KERRBOSKI!!!!! WHO'S THE CHAMP?! Match Rating -*

That's all folks. Next Week..NEXTASY'S BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! PEACE!!!!