PWA Showdown
Wednesday July 10th 2002
Manchester Evening News Arena, Manchester England

*The PWA logo fades in and out on your screen within seconds and the scene of inside the Manchester Evening News Arena appears. PWA roster members, individuals wearing black shirts with ‘CREW’ across the back, men dressed casually in shirts and trousers and other unrecognisable faces, surround the ring in front of a confused English crowd.*

Matthews: “Welcome everyone to Manchester, England and the start of the PWA’s six month European tour!! You join us as the ring is surrounded by PWA staff!!”

Mandarin: “It’s not just the roster members out here tonight either, Billy – the whole backstage staff are out too – sound crew, lighting crew, road agents, even guys from the production truck!!”

Matthews: “Well, this is a strange sight and nobody knows why. Everybody was given notice this afternoon to appear at ringside at the top of the show, because apparently PWA Owner Matt Hunt has got a few choice words to say!”

Mandarin: “This is familiar to one of those pep-talks we’ve been seeing recently, eh Chad?! Some outside invasion group did it last year and some US wrestling mogul did the same just last week!”

Matthews: “Folks, we’ve absolutely no clue as to what this is all about…hopefully we’ll find out next!!”

*The new opening credits of Showdown fade in and remain on your screen for the next three minutes. Marilyn Manson’s “Fight Song” is heard as various action shots of the PWA Superstars flash across the screen – Hart hitting AHM with the sledgehammer, Loz standing tall on turnbuckle with the PWA Title, Exceptional Dave Hurst’s two personalities displayed in two separate facial expressions flashing between each other, Matt Hunt staring right into the camera with a sinister smirk, youngster Jason Hall hitting the Frog Splash, a fatigued Scott Sanders slouching against the turnbuckle with is new TV Title resting on his stomach, James Lord and Ben Brians standing with arms raised in the air, , Matthieu Palffy giving intimidating abuse to a referee. Many more and different captions of the already mentioned superstars run through the duration of the track. At the break of the song, Hart’s sledgehammer comes through the footage and breaks it – revealing the subdued Manchester Evening News Arena in Manchester, England. As the camera pans around and the fireworks and pyro’s go off at the new-look entrance way and around the ring, the sea of fans in front of you are going nuts with numerous signs showing their support or distaste for certain PWA Superstars. The voice of Matthews is heard as the camera views the new entrance way with a large video screen and ‘PWA Showdown’ logo at the top of the structure. The 30 or so personnel still surround the ringside area with confused expression on their faces. New PWA Champion Loz can be seen with one foot up on one of the steel steps, with his left arm resting on the thigh and the prestigious PWA Title belt draped over his shoulder. Ben Hart has his trademark disgruntled expression and James Lord, Ben Brians and his manager Natasha talk amongst themselves as everybody else awaits what happens next.*

“Forfeit the game before somebody take you out of the frame and puts your name to shame. Cover up your face, you can’t run the pace, the pace is too fast you just won’t last…”

Matthews: “Here we go!!”

Mandarin: “About damn time!”

*The fans cheer thunderously as Linkin Park’s Points of Authority erupts into the arena. A good few moments later, the boss himself Matt Hunt steps out wearing a white polo-shirt, cream trousers and black shoes. What’s also noticeable is that Hunt has had his hair cut short – instead of the dark blonde pony-tail , now sits a tidy French-crop type hair style.*

Mandarin: “Where’s your hair gone!! Ha ha!”

Matthews: “A more conservative look from The Postman!”

Mandarin: “Is he still called The Postman? I mean, now that he’s the owner of this company - does he still have that annoying little nickname?”

*Hunt strolls down the isle with a focused expression, certainly not in the same league as the smiling face that greeted last Friday’s Showdown. A small gateway is formed by those stood around the steps and Hunt marches up the steps and hops through the ropes from a rousing ovation from the fans. Hunt accepts a mic from one of the ringside workers and nods in acknowledgement. As Points of Authority slowly dies out, Hunt puts the mic to his mouth and talks in a stern tone, addressing those surrounding the ring*

Hunt: “I bet you’re all wondering why you’re stood here, surrounding the ring – in front of all these people and television cameras. Well, I can assure you that I’m not looking for somebody to reach for the stars and make a name for themselves and you can be damn sure that I’m not gonna drill the concept of ‘Ruthless Aggression’ down all of your throats!”

*A slight ripple of laughter from the fans and a few of the faces around the ring also have smiles on them*

Mandarin: “Last thing we want to see is a rip-off merchant!”

Hunt: “No, I called all of you wrestlers….lighting crew, sound crew, production crew, road agents and anybody else out here because I’m gonna make something perfectly clear and I want all of you to listen carefully. Firstly, two more roster members have bit the dust – well, one definitely has anyway! Dandude has decided to run home to mother, with his tail between his legs – obviously, he couldn’t take James Lord and Ben Brians handing his ass to him every week!”

*Lord and Brians smirk and laugh, slight sound of boos*

Matthews: “Hunt being quite harsh about Dandude’s departure, Mark!”

Hunt: “The other man…well, simply hasn’t shown up. So to me, that’s a clear indication that he does not want to be a part of the PWA – he simply does not want to live in my house and abide by my rules…”

Mandarin: “There’s that damn phrase again…”

Hunt: “That’s fine by me, because Angel Heaven Morales…”

Matthews: “AHM?”

*A mixed reception – cheering from the fans at the mention of his name and booing because it’s clear that it’s AHM who hasn’t turned up*

Hunt: “…we don’t need you, the PWA doesn’t need you and I sure as hell don’t need you. You wanna stay at home and disrespect this company? Well go ahead, because if you ever decide to come back – I’ll make your life a living hell!”

*A shocking amount of booing from the fans*

Matthews: “Wow, Hunt laying the law down!”

Mandarin: “I’m shocked Chucky, Hunt just told AHM to go to hell!”

Matthews: “Well not in so many words…”

*Hunt motions to the fans with a smirk on his face*

Hunt: “What? Did you expect me to thank him for the memories? Invite him to return to say his apologies? Go on some off the record show and voice my disapproval at this situation? To hell with that, I ain’t a person to BS…as every single last one of you should know by know and just because I’ve got full ownership of a wrestling company, don’t mean I gotta change! Simple as!”

Matthews: “He’s got a point, Matt Hunt the wrestler sure didn’t beat around the bush – so I’m not surprised that Matt Hunt the boss isn’t going to be either!”

Mandarin: “Ha ha ha ha, I get the feeling that Hunt is poking fun at a certain fellow wrestling promoter!! That’s twice already!!”

Hunt: “Now, that’s four got in six days…Stankowski, The Beast, Dandude and Morales have all shown me that they don’t want to be here. Fair enough, at least they’ve shown that indication now rather than later. But, I am asking every one of you at ringside – notice I haven’t just got the wrestling roster out here, this concerns the whole damn company – so I’m addressing the whole lot. If you don’t want to be a part of the PWA – MY PWA – then I suggest you get the F out…”

*Hunt pauses and frowns with a smirk*

Hunt: “No, that doesn’t fit well at all…does it?”

*Slight laughter from the fans*

Hunt: “How about…if you don’t want to be here, then turn your candy ass around and leave?”

*Hunt shrugs, obviously pointing this mickey-taking at somebody. Both Matthews and Mandarin can be heard laughing over sound*

Hunt: “No, no – I think if you don’t want to live under my house and abide by my rules, then you should just…F@*K OFF!!”

*A stunned crowd cheer as Hunt storms around the ring*

Matthews: “Woah!!”

Mandarin: “He really isn’t holding back, eh?”

Hunt: “Did he just say that?’ You’re damn right he did and I’ll say it again. If you don’t want to be a part of this company, then you should just F@*K OFF!”

*Another pop from the fans*

Mandarin: “He did it again!”

Matthews: “I don’t think that Matt Hunt is setting a good example here, this is the first night of our European Tour and we may be in trouble already with the English Television Networks!!”

Hunt: “I think I’ve made myself perfectly clear! Have a nice evening and let the games begin!!”

*A huge pop from the crowd as Hunt stands in the ring, motioning those around the ring to file out and up the ramp. However, Ben Hart hasn’t moved and slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Hunt is facing the videoscreen, so Hart slides in from behind. The fans then realise and thunderous booing starts up*

Matthews: “What the hell is Ben Hart doing?”

Mandarin: “Looks like he’s got something to say!”

*Just as Hart moves closer to Hunt, he turns around – forcing Hart to stop dead in his tracks. Hart then stares at the boss with a disgruntled expression and Hunt returns, shouting at Hart. Hart walks forward and in one swift movement snatches the mic from his employer. Those walking up the ramp stop and look back at the confrontation inside the ring. As Hart the mic to his mouth, there are thunderous ‘asshole’ chants from the Manchester crowd*

Hart: “You might have said everything you wanted to say, but I’ve got something to say and you better listen!”

Matthews: “An irate Ben Hart…”

Mandarin: “I wonder why”

*An expression of disbelief appears on Hunt’s face as he raises his eyebrows. Hart continues over the noisy crowd*

Hart: “Last week, you screwed me out of the PWA Title. There was no accident and there was no inadvertent action. You set out to screw me and you did exactly that. Now, I’m asking…no, no…I’m demanding that I get a re-match tonight!!”

Matthews: “Woah!! Another title match?”

*With that said, Loz walks back down the ramp with the PWA Title in hand, to the delight of the fans. Hunt and Hart glances over as Loz steps inside the ring to a massive pop. All three then start to suspiciously glance at each other and the homecoming Loz grabs a mic from a ringside attendant*

Mandarin: “Oh yeah, is Loz gonna rub it in? I bet he and Hunt were in on it all along!”

Loz: “Before I answer to the challenge of this weak individual. I’ve got a few things to say…”

*Loz then turns to Hunt and slowly walks towards him while talking*

Loz: “Firstly, I wanna know where you stand Hunt. Just over a week ago, you were handing my ass to me in that 2/3 Falls match at Fatal Freedom and now, 10 days later, you basically hand me the World Title. Is this all part of some mind games act that you’re well reknown for? Am I to expect a Matt Hunt backlash any second now? Well, I want you to realise that I am the World Champion and I did it through my own hard work. To have all of my efforts and work towards this title, end in some screwjob – says to me and everybody else that I may be a paperweight Champion, that I’ll never live up to being the man in the spotlight, that I’ll choke at any minute. Well, I don’t it to be like that. So with all due respect…Mr Hunt…I want you to stay out of my business. My business at this time, is getting this sorry sap off my tail and proving why I am the World Champion! If you fail to heed this warning, Hunt – then I will strike back in the only way I can!”

Matthews: “These two cannot seem to co-exist!”

Mandarin: “Yeah, getting boring eh?”

*Just as Hunt walks over to collect a mic, Hart jumps in Loz’ face and barks down the mic*

Hart: “Hey, don’t you go worrying about him. It’s me you should be concerned about, It’s me who’s gonna take your title off you – so if I were you, I’d change your number one priority for once. It’s Ben Hart who causes you the problem, not Matt Hunt!”

Mandarin: “He’s got a point, Chad!”

*Hunt has grabbed the mic and is just about to talk, when Loz spits verbal venom down the mic back at Hart*

Loz: “Oh, I’m fully aware that I’ve got a loudmouth Canadian on my back – bitching and crying about how he got screwed over. You see, unlike CERTAIN people – I can concentrate on two things at once. I can hand your ass to you and stake my claim as the best in this company and I can also warn this…camache…out of my business and maybe he’ll stick to what company owners should be doing. As for you and I, we’ll get it on soon and you’ll get your precious re-match…I guarantee it!”

Matthews: “There’s your answer, Hart!!”

*Hunt is about to talk, but is cut off by an irate Hart*

Mandarin: “Ha ha ha, Hart just cut off Hunt!!”

Hart: “You don’t understand…I don’t want a damn guarantee – I want a re-match tonight!!”

Matthews: “This is one big power keg waiting to blow, Mark!”

*Hart and Loz then come face to face and are now nose-to-nose threatening to go at it. The fans go nuts and it’s a frustrated Hunt to cuts things up*

Hunt: “That’s enough!!! That’s enough!!”

*Hart and Loz are forced back and both turn their attentions from each other to Hunt to glances between the two*

Hunt: “You two want answers? You two want to know what’s gonna happen? Well, first of all…”

Mandarin: “He’s gonna snap, look at his eyes!”

*Hunt faces Loz*

Hunt: “I had no intention on involving myself in your match last week. I acted on impulse, stemming from when that son of a bitch provoked me at the announce table. That was just a taste that he shouldn’t get in my face and expect nothing in return. Far as our history is concerned, I’m not prepared to dig it up – there’s no need to. However, Ben Hart getting in my face and provoking the hell out of me is MY business and if he happens to be on the same road as you – then I will not hesitate in getting involved like I did last week. If you don’t like the sound of that, then you know what to do!”

Matthews: “That sure told Loz!”

*Mixed reaction from the fans*

Hunt: “As for you…”

*Hunt turns to Hart, who stands with a irate motion*

Hunt: “You won’t get your re-match tonight, because Loz is already contracted to face Matthieu Palffy later tonight. If you don’t like the sound of that…then make a petition, pay everybody to sign the damn thing, pass it to me so I can then wipe my ass with it!!!”

*A huge pop from the crowd as Hart shakes his head incensed and Hunt backs of giving the impression that he’s talking to both men*

Mandarin: “He can’t say that!!”

Matthews: “Hunt is really telling Hart here!”

Hunt: “You want a re-match so damn bad? You two want to get it on so badly – then it will happen. In three weeks, July 28th at International Incident – England’s own…Manchester’s own Loz…”

*Thunderous pop from the fans*

Mandarin: “Another cheap pop!”

Hunt: “…will defend the Professional Wrestling Alliance World Title against Canada’s Ben Hart!!!”

Matthews: “Woah!! Loz-Hart at International Incident!!”

Mandarin: “Finally, Hart will get his deserved re-match!”

*Huge pop from the fans, both men acknowledge the decision by nodding their heads*

Hunt: “There will no classic stipulation to this match, seeing as it will be two men who pride themselves on their wrestling ability – it will be a straight up wrestling match! Oh and I know that you two have certain fears over interference…well, there will be a Special Guest Referee for your contest…”

*Loz and Hart both turn to Hunt as the fans erupt once more*

Hunt: “ME!!!”

Mandarin: “NO!!!”

Matthews: “Oh my!”

Mandarin: “Yeah, another Hunt screwjob!!”

*The place goes crazy as Hart goes insane, jumping around and kicking the ropes. Loz stares at Hunt for a few seconds and tries to figure out his motive. Loz then decides to exit the ring, never keeping his suspicious eyes of his enemy and employer. Hart however is fuming and screams down the mic*

Hart: “No, no, no – that isn’t gonna happen! There is no way that I am going to allow you to screw me over again!”

*Hunt pauses before talking*

Hunt: “Tough luck, cos its gonna happen. I don’t give a damn whether you or Loz like or not – it’s gonna happen and that’s that!”

*Hart stands, almost looking defeated with is hands on his hips. After a short pause, he continues*

Hart: “I swear to God Hunt, you cost me the World Title at International Incident – then I will make you suffer!!!!”

Matthews: “It’s not a wise move to threaten your boss like that”

Mandarin: “Hart has got no choice, Pablo – Hunt has forced Hart to do this!”

Hunt: “Is that right? It seems to me that you want to ‘kick my ass’…”

*Hart responds off mic, answering ‘you damn right’ to Hunt’s question*

Hunt: “Well, I’m known for being an impatient person – how about you and I go at it, here tonight?!?”

Matthews: “WHAT?! HUNT AND HART?!?”

Mandarin: “Now that would be a match for the ages!!”

*The place explodes again and Hart looks at Hunt with a suspicious expression *

Hart: “Okay, you go it. Me and you tonight…in a streetfight!!!”

Matthews: “Streetfight!!!”

Mandarin: “No, Ben no. You’re not a brawler like Hunt – you’re a gifted technician!”

*Hunt smiles and the noise never stops*

Hunt: “Consider it done…I’ll see you later, camache!!”

*Hunt backs out of the ring to a rasping ovation from the capacity crowd and his eyes are locked with a smirking Hart.*

Matthews: “Wow, three big announcements already tonight! AHM and Dandude have left the company, Loz to defend the title against Ben Hart at International Incident and what about Ben Hart accepting the challenge from PWA Owner Matt Hunt?!?”

Mandarin: “This is crazy!! I believe Hart has walked straight into a trap. Everybody knows that Hart is best on the ring canvas, not on the concrete of some road in the street!”

*Hunt then backs up the rampway, his eyes still locked on Hart who stands in the center of the ring looking back. The show then shows some footage of various PWA superstars doing some sight-seeing around the local area*

3en 3rians vs Jason Hall

*We return to the arena where ‘’My Plague’’ by ‘’Slipknot’’ hits on the PA System as the PWA fans boo as 3en 3rians and James Lord with his Xtreme title on his shoulder come to stage. Both men are wearing (\)u Blood logo t-shirts, 3rians and Lord walk down the stage, 3rians rolls into the ring and Lord walks up the ring steps. Lord and 3rians get into the ring and start taunting the crowd.*

Matthews: “3en 3rians versus new comer Jason Hall.”

Mandarin: “He will get his ass kicked like he did last week.”

Matthews: “I would say Hall did well to say it was his first match.”

*Jason Hall’s music hits and the crowd cheer and Jason hall comes blasting down the ramp and into the ring. The referee tries to get Lord out as 3rians and Hall exchange rights and lefts. Lord finally gets out of the ring and 3en pushes Hall back into the ropes. Hall looks and 3rians and both men circle the ring, 3rians and Hall lock up and 3rians gets Hall in a headlock, Hall pushes Lord and both men goes into the ropes, Hall releases and 3rians goes running into the other rope, Hall jumps over 3rians, 3rians goes into the other rope and baseball slide hall 3rians gets up and Hall runs towards him, 3rians ducks and Hall goes into the rope but Lord grabs his foot so Hall can’t move. 3rians goes for Hall but Hall ducks and 3rians goes straight over Hall onto the outside. Lord jumps to the apron and distracts the referee. The referee and Lord argue, the referee then points towards the backstage area.*

Matthews: “Looks like Lord is being sent backstage.”

Mandarin: “Come on ref, Hall provoked him!!”

Matthews: “Hey we have young viewers watching.”

*Lord argues and the referee waves his hand and security come out, the come to the bottom of the ramp and Lord. Lord shakes his head and walks over to security. Security escort Lord backstage but Lord walks ahead in front.*

Matthews: “At last we can a good match where no one interferes and the match is won fairly.”

*Hall and 3rians are brawling on the outside, the referee uses his 10 count but only gets up to 6 as 3rians rakes Hall in the eyes and smashes Halls head into the ring step, he then rolls him into the ring. 3rians gets on the ring apron and climbs to the top, he waits for Hall to get up and flies off of the top rope and connects with a body press, ref goes for the count but Hall rolls over and reverses the pin, 1…2…kick out!*

Matthews: “Close call there for Hall.”

*3rians and Hall soon get up but 3rians knocks Hall back down. 3rians then gives Hall multiple elbows then runs into the ropes and connects with a leg drop. 3rians then gets on top of Hall and starts hitting him in the face, he then chokes Hall and the referee pulls 3rians off of Hall. 3rians then picks Hall up, 3rians whips Hall into the ropes, 3rians jumps in the air to go over Hall but Hall stays on the spot and as soon as 3rians hits the mat he tries to connect with a dropkick but 3rians steps out of the way. 3rians goes back up top, he comes off of the turnbuckle trying to connect with a leg drop on Hall but Hall rolls out of the way, 3rians stay sat down in shock, Hall gets up bounces off of the top and hits a dropkick in the jaw to 3rians. Both men down the ref uses his ten count.*

Matthews: “Who will get to his feet first?”

Mandarin: “3rians will of course.”

*The ref gets to a 6 count and Hall and 3rians slowly get to there feet, 3rians goes for a punch but Hall blocks it and hits him with one of his own, Hall moves back and starts kicking 3rians in the mid section.*

Matthews: “3rians’s chest is red roar!!…. That must be stinging like crazy.!”

*Hall goes for another kick but 3rians grabs his leg and smiles, but Hall hits an enzuguri. 3rians lies next to the ropes and Hall bounces into the opposite ropes and goes to hit a open hallways but 3rians gets his knees up and Hall comes crashing down on 3rians’s knees and accidentally knocks the ref off his feet, forcing him to land flat on his face!. 3rians rolls out of the ring and pushes the time keeper out of his chair and folds the steel chair up and throws it into the ring, 3rians rolls into the ring and picks the chair up, he unfolds it and raises it in the air, he waits for Hall to get up, just as he is going to hit Hall, Scott Sanders runs down and rolls into the ring, both men exchange blows but Sanders gets the upper hand as Hall joins in.*

Mandarin: “This isn’t fair!….3rians help Sanders retain the TV Title last week! And the damn ref is down!!”

Matthews: “Yes…and what a mess the ring was in after it.”

*As Hall and Sanders are giving boots to 3rians, James Lord runs down the ramp with a steel chair, he rolls into the ring and Hall goes for Lord but Lord hits Hall in the gut with the chair, he then grabs Sanders and throws him over the top rope, Lord picks the steel chair up again and as Hall gets up he is knocked back down with a thunderous knock to the head.

Mandarin: “So long Sanders and 3rians…the camera has lost them through the crowd.”

*In the ring, Lord places the steel chair on Hall’s mid section; Lord leaps to the top rope and flies off with a hot splash onto the steel chair. Lord bounces off and rolls around the ring gasping for breath, Hall just lies motionless. Lord gets up after a couple of minutes and rolls out of the ring and grabs a table; he slides it into the ring and sets it up. Lord picks Hall up and bends him over; he lifts him in air and connects with Halls body through the table with a powerbomb. Lord then rolls out of the ring and ‘’My Plague’’ By ‘’Slipknot’’ hits, Lord goes under the ring and grabs a 2x4, he runs up the ramp and backstage.*

Matthews: “Hey where’s Lord going?”

Mandarin: “Don’t know”

Matthews: “Someone needs to come and help hall and fast.”

Mandarin: “Hey we know have cameras on 3rians and Sanders brawling but now there backstage.”

*3rians is getting his face smashed into the PWA transport trucks, Sanders then throws him into a wall then into a pile of steel poles. Sanders grab 3rians and drags him and then he grabs 3rians by the head and throws him into the steel piping. Lord has joined the action and clobbers Sanders from behind*

Matthews: “It’s like a damn brawl back there!”

*Back in the ring, the ref has just gotten back to his feet and motions for the bell to be rung. He then crawls over to the ring announcer and tells her the decision. 3rians and Lord hear the sound of the bell and wait to hear the decision as Sanders gets to his feet and takes this opportunity to disappear*

Matthews: “I think the ref has disqualified 3rians, Mark!!”

Mandarin: “What? But Sanders interfered first!!”

*The decision is that Hall wins via disqualification. 3rians is none to impressed and turns towards Lord who has a shocked expression on his face. 3rians shakes his head and aggressively pushes Lord in the chest, before walking off*

Winner: Jason Hall via disqualification

Matthews: “Woah, did you see that? 3rians blames Lord!!”

Mandarin: “That was nothing, it was just a friendly gesture – you know, like shaking hands!!”

Matthews: “Lord didn’t seem so happy afterwards though. What about Scott Sanders? The TeleVision Champion has a non-title match against Bruce Brubaker later on tonight…but he’s just been handed his ass!!”

Mandarin: “Hey, if Sanders is a Champion – then he’ll stop with the play acting and get on with the job he’s paid to do!!

*The shot on our screens turns black as 'The Beautiful People' begins to play softly before the song kicks in and the volume increases. Then at the peak of the song a distorted voice is heard*

> Voice: 'Once celebrated, Now commiserated. Once a champion on top of his game, Now rotting away having paid the price of fame. Ordinary men may melt away, but one man will return any day'

*As the voice trails off three words dissolve onto our screen and begin to flash profusely...*

HE'S COMING BACK!

*The screen then slowly fades to black whilst we focus on those immortal words before the scene fades out and back to the announcers table*

Matthews: “What the hell was that?”

Mandarin: “Heh, oh tonight is full of parodies – I swear to god!! But in answer to your question, Arthur – I don’t know!”

PWA Xtreme Title Match

James Lord vs ‘Exceptional’ Dave Hurst

Matthews: “Well folks, up next is the Xtreme Title match between the current Champion James Lord and…”

Mandarin (interutping): “…the PWA’s resident wacko, Dave Hurst!!”

Matthews: “The young man has got some problems and time will tell if Lord will capitalise.”

Mandarin: “Of course he will, he’s James Lord!!”

*With that said, EDH’s music hits and there’s a small ovation from the fans. Moments later, the thin frame of Dave Hurst appears from behind the entrance curtain and cautiously walks down the ramp, obviously muttering to himself*

Mandarin: “Heh, he’s talking to himself again!”

Matthews: “Despite the problems that Hurst has, Mark – he has developed quite a cult following!!”

Mandarin: “That’s just pity!”

*DH ascends the steps almost looking petrified, he then hops between the ropes and patiently waits for Lord – while having a quiet conversation with himself*

Mandarin: “Man, he does have problems!!”

*Lord’s music blares out of the arena to a crescendo of booing and seconds later, he appears arms spread out and the Xtreme Title tightly wrapped around his waist. He notices that DH has his back to him and his motioning back and forth in the corner, so Lord speeds towards the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope.*

Mandarin: “Lord is really up for it – which is more than what I can say for Hurst!”

*With DH in the corner Lord immediately lands a big splash, sending the personality-problemed DH down. Lord then begins to stomp immensely on the fallen body, before picking him up and whipping him into the opposite corner. DH lands with impact and Lord runs up, executing another big splash. DH goes down and Lord holds his arms up – mocking the ability of Dave Hurst. Lord then hops to outside and grabs a steel chair, he then returns to the ring with the chair in tow. At this time, DH is just getting back to his feet. Lord places the chair down in the center of the ring and goes over to a dazed DH. He levels a few hard rights before whipping him into the ropes and on the return, Lord scoops DH up and executes a thunderous Spinebuster on to the chair. DH wriggles around clutching his lower back. Lord decides to cover. 1…2…kick out. Lord thumps the mat in frustration and jumps to his feet, followed by stomping on DH’s head*

Matthews: “Good lord, what impact on that Spinebuster!!”

Mandarin: “Lord looking to end this one early!”

*Lord reaches down and attempts to grab a hold of DH’s hair, however, Hurst grabs Lord and rolls him up!! 1…2…kick out by the champ. Lord jumps to his feet in surprise and anger and levels a leg drop to the back of DH’s head. Lord back to his feet and drags DH towards the turnbuckle. With that said, he jumps on to the top turnbuckle – looking to execute a Shooting Star Press. Lord leaps off with great height, but Hurst moves to the delight of the crowd! Lord rolls around grabbing his midsection and DH rolls to the outside, shaking off the cobwebs. He digs underneath the ring and grabs a metal trash can he hurls that into the ring and returns to dig out a couple of trash can lids and a few metal stop signs. DH slides underneath bottom rope as Lord returns to his feet. Hurst winds up and then smokes Lord between the eyes with a can lid. Lord staggers back, so DH levels him again. Lord goes down with a thump and DH covers. 1…2…kick out. Hurst stands up and walks over to the turnbuckle and starts to slap himself in the face!! The fans rise to their feet as EDH shouts out. It appears that the other personality of Dave Hurst has woken up*

Mandarin: “Here we go, Marcus!! Hurst is spazzing out!!”

Matthews: “I actually fear this side of Dave Hurst, he’s a raging lunatic!!”

*However, EDH turns around to be met by a spinning wheel kick by Lord and staggers back into the corner. Lord hits some hard rights, before whipping EDH into the opposite corner. Lord follows in, EDH manoeuvres out of the way and locks Lord up in a Spider-Stretch!! The fans go wild as Lord screams out in pain and the referee remonstrates with EDH to release the hold. After a few moments, EDH releases and jumps to the outside. Lord bounces to the canvas and then attempts to get to his feet. EDH slides underneath the bottom rope and grabs the trash can. As Lord gets to his feet, he staggers around. EDH then hoists the trashcan up and shoves it on top of Lord – so lord is now staggering around inside this smelly trashcan! EDH grabs the chair and proceeds to swing away at Lord who stumbles around with this trashcan on him. The fans cheer at the top of their voices as EDH goes berserk. Lord finally goes down after the fifth chair shot and EDH’s eyes light up. He grabs one of Lord’s legs and motions for the Figure Of Four Leglock!*

Matthews: “EDH has the upper hand here, Mark. He’s going for the figure four!!”

Mandarin: “C’mon James!! Don’t let this wacko beat you!!!”

*EDH locks the hold on and Lord wiggles around from beyond the trashcan – making a humorous picture! The referee doesn’t know what to do and is about to call the match, when an individual jumps in and leg drops EDH who releases the move and attempts to get to his feet. It’s 3en 3rians!! The fans boo immensely as 3rians’s manager Natasha slides into the ring and helps Lord remove the trashcan. 3rians then grabs EDH and hurls him out of the ring.*

Matthews: “Dammit…damn that Nu-Blood!!”

Mandarin: “3rians to the rescue!!”

*Lord is slouches up against the ropes with Natasha helping him. 3rians turns around and gives some signal towards the backstage area. With that, Natasha shoves Lord towards 3rians to taps him in the stomach and executes The Innovation to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Another referee and ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. 3rians makes the cover…1….2….3!!!! 3rians is the new Xtreme Champion!!!*

New Xtreme Champion: 3en 3rians

Matthews: “3rians!!! Good god, he just turned on his Nu-Blood stable mate!!”

Mandarin: “What are you doing, 3rians?!?”

*Natasha grabs the title off the referee and hands it to 3rians who holds his arms up high in the air. He then demands a mic and duely receives one. He crouches down and addresses the prone body of James Lord*

3rians: “You see, it was all a matter of time James. You were holding me down and I couldn’t have that. I played along with this Nu-Blood crap for as long as I could and now I’m saying that I’ve had enough. I’m going…”

*As 3rians hurls abuse at an motionless Lord, somebody hops over the security barrade and slides into the ring. It’s Dandude!! The fans go nuts as Dandude spins Natasha around and kisses her, before hurling her over the top rope!! 3rians is unaware and continues to run his mouth, so Dandude grabs a chair and winds up – waiting for 3rians to turn around.*

Matthews: “It’s Dandude!! I though he had left the company!!”

Mandarin: “Security!!”

*Finally, 3rians turns around and notices Dandude. But it’s too late, Dandude swings and smokes 3rians between the eyes!! The new Xtreme Champion goes down with a thump. Dandude then swings away and levels 3rians a good few times with the chair. He then notices that Lord is getting to his feet, so Dandude swings at him!! Lord goes down and Dandude unleashes a chair attack on Lord as well!!! The fans are loving it and a busted open Lord rolls to the outside. Dandude is about to exit the ring, but glances at the prone body of 3rians. He looks up to the fans who roar him on. Within seconds, Dandude jumps on 3rians and demands the ref to count. 1…..2…..3!!!! Dandude wins and the place goes crazy!! Instead of celebrating with the fans, Dandude simply grabs the title belt aggressively and jumps out of the ring with a disgruntled expression to a mixed reaction*

New Xtreme Champion: Dandude

Matthews: “I don’t believe it!! Dandude is the new Xtreme Champion and he got his revenge on the Nu-Blood!!”

Mandarin: “Not any more, it seems that Lord and 3rians have gone their own way…well 3rians has. But what about Dandude!! He can’t win the Xtreme Title – he’s left the company!!”

*The show then cuts to a short commercial break and when we return, the shot of the MEN Arena is seen in all it’s glory*

*Immediately following the match, the shot cuts to backstage area – to where we see the new Xtreme Champion Dandude storming down the hallway. New PWA interviewer Matt Poe appears and walks with Dandude*

Poe: “Dandude, what a return to action!! Many had thought that you had left the PWA!!!”

*Dandude stops with the Xtreme Title in one hand and stares at Poe with a disgruntled expression*

Dandude: “No, Matt Hunt said I had left the PWA – not Dandude. Just because has hadn’t seen me all day, he assumed I’d left. Well as far as you can see – that’s far from the truth. As for 3rians and Lord – I simply gave them what they gave me…a good beating. Revenge is sweet, but it’s even sweeter when a title is up for grabs. As for me, things are gonna change around here. No longer am I gonna be old good reliable Dandude – no, maybe the beatings at the hands of the now defunct Nu-Blood taught me a few things. One, never ever rely on the fans support – because they did nothing for me…”

*Booing from the fans *

Matthews: “Wow!”

Dandude: “Second…only look out for number one. I’m the new Xtreme Champion and I…”

*Newcomer Jason Hall, who appears on screen, interrupts Dandude*

Hall: “Hey, you’re Dandude aren’t you?”

*Dandude simply responds by looking at Hall up and down like he’s a piece of dirt and doesn’t answer*

Hall: “Well, I just wanted to congratulate you on…”

*Dandude’s face is full of fury as he interrupts the youngster*

Dandude: “Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you interrupt me…”

Matthews: “What is up with Dandude?”

Mandarin: “Maybe those beatings woke him up a little!!”

*Hall stands with a confused expression*

Dandude: “I’ve got no time for you, so get the hell out of my face!”

*Dandude then turns his back, but Hall tries to make his point that he was only trying to be polite*

Hall: “Calm down man, I only wanted to…”

Dandude: “Don’t you understand English?…Get lost!!”

*When Dandude shouted ‘get lost’ he shoves the unsuspecting Hall into a collection of steel lead pipes to a small booing from the fans. Dandude then laughs and returns to barking down the mic*

Matthews: “Oh come on Dandude, that was uncalled for!!”

Mandarin: “I like this new Dandude!”

Dandude: “Now, as I was saying…”

*Suddenly, Dandude is interrupting by Jason Hall launching himself at the new Xtreme Champion. Matt Poe fears for his safety so he makes a run for it. With Dandude on his stomach, Hall swings with rights and lefts. He then gets up and hurls him into the same collection of lead pipes that he himself was thrown into. There’s an almighty crash and Hall starts to walks away. However, he notices a PWA referee walking down a hall and calls him over*

Matthews: “Hall on Dandude!!!”

Mandarin: “That little idiot, what the hell doe she think he’s doing?!”

Hall: “Hey ref…come here!!”

*The ref turns around as Hall motion to him to come over. Hall then turns the unconscious Dandude over and covers him!!*

Hall: “Count!!”

*With no hesitation, the referee jumps to his knees and counts. 1….2….3!!! Jason Hall pins Dandude!!!”

New Xtreme Champion: Jason Hall

Mandarin: “What the hell?!? Does he know what he’s just done?!?”

Matthews: “Rookie Jason Hall is the new Xtreme Champion!!! I don’t believe it!!”

*Hall jumps up and is handed the Xtreme Title by the ref. He raises Hall’s arms to a nice ovation from the fans. However, Dandude has managed to get to his feet and swings a lead pipe, connected with the back of Hall’s head. He falls to the concrete in a heap and Dandude struggles to keep his head and covers Hall. The reluctant referee makes the count. 1..2…3!!! Dandude regains the Xtreme Title. The fans in the arena aren’t so happy and a few boos filter out.*

New Xtreme Champion: Dandude

Matthews: “Dandude wins it back!! Good god, this is chaotic!!”

Mandarin: “Yes!! That will teach Hall!!”

*Dandude scoops the title and runs off, but he bumps into a figure coming around the corner. It’s the PWA Owner Matt Hunt – to which the fans give out a thunderous pop!!”

Matthews: “Uh-oh, this should be interesting!!”

Mandarin: “Run Dandude, run!!”

*A fatigued Dandude inches back, not sure of what his boss will do or say. After Hunt stares a hole through him, he talks*

Hunt: “You ever take the piss of out me like that again and I will fire your sorry ass. Don’t insult my intelligence by covering up and saying that ‘Hunt hadn’t seem me all day’. So, you want to be the tough Dandude, eh? You don’t want to be regarded as a pushover? Well, here’s your chances to prove yourself…as from this moment…your Xtreme Title is now 24/7!!! Which means that anybody can pin you at any time…”

*Dandude looks around nervously and then glance back at a seething Hunt. He starts to back off and then decides to hightail it down the hallway. The shot returns to Hunt, whose expression turns into a smirk*

Matthews: “Well, Dandude being told there and the Xtreme Title is now officially 24/7!!”

Mandarin: “See, Hunt hasn’t got a damn clue. The Xtreme Title has always been 24/7 – it’s just that nobody has realised it up until now!!”

Matthews: “Sanders and Brubaker next…”

Mandarin: “I hope that the personnel department have got it right this time. Bruce Brubaker is not Mexican!!”

*The camera pans around the eagerly awaiting crowd, and suddenly The Star Spangled Banner blares out of the loud speakers, and The Stars and Stripes on the videoscreen. The crowd give a mixed reaction at first, not knowing who to expect through the curtain. A few seconds after Scott Sanders emerges from behind the curtain waving the Stars and Stripes and wearing a “Scott Sanders: USA” T-shirt. He makes his was down the ramp still waving the flag around, he reaches the ringside area, walks up the stairs and sets up the flag in the top turnbuckle, while throwing his T-Shirt into the crowd. He climbs through the ropes and steps into the ring. Once inside he ventures over to the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent*

Mandarin: “Sanders is an idiot!”

Matthews: “he’s only being patriotic, what’s wrong with that?”

Mandarin: “Well, I don’t think these ignorant British fans are liking Scott Sanders waving the red, white and blue in their faces. I’m as patriotic as the next, Dwayne – but I wouldn’t make a fool out of myself in a foreign country!!”

*The Star Spangled Banner fades and our TV cameras cut to a scene of Matthieu Palffy with a sneer on his face, and reaches behind him to produce a can of Pepsi, which he drinks a bit out of…then throws the can at the TV*

Matthews: “What’s he up to?”

Mandarin: “Maybe he’s relaxing before his big match!!”

Matthews: “Palffy made a pest of himself earlier on this evening. Later he faces the Champion!”

*Our camera cuts back to the arena, and the Mexican flag appears on the videoscreen. Brubaker’s music hits and he storms outs with a disgruntled expression. He glances up to the video screen and shakes his head in disgust.

Mandarin: “Goddammit!! Hey, note to the personnel department: BRUBAKER IS NOT MEXICAN!!”

Matthews: “I find it quite hilarious, even though it’s a common mistake!”

Mandarin: “Common Mistake? How the hell can you mistake Compton for Mexico?”

*He continues walking down the rampway as he reaches the ringside area, climbing up the stairs. The camera cuts to sanders the TV champion ready to go. Camera back to Brubaker, who is now in the ring awaiting the bell….The bell rings and the match gets underway.*

Matthews: “Seconds out…”

Non-title Match
Scott Sanders (PWA TeleVision Champion) vs Bruce Brubaker

*Collar and elbow tie-up by the two men, Brubaker gets the advantage and sends Sanders into the ropes and hits him with a HUGE clothesline which produces a huge groan from the crowd, with Sanders sprawled out on the floor, Brubaker turns to the crowd and poses, before covering Sanders, 1..2..Kick out by Sanders and the crowd erupt! Brubaker cant believe Sanders kicked out and corners the referee saying it should have been a 3 count, while Sanders manages to get to his feet, he spots Brubaker’s lapse in concentration and whirls him round and hits a snap suplex, Brubaker gets back up and is met with another knockdown to which he holds his head but still keeps getting up.*

Matthews: “Sanders looking sharp!”

Mandarin: “Why isn’t this a TV Title match? We’re on TV aren’t we?”

*Both men on their feet and Sanders sends Brubaker off the ropes, goes for a superkick but Brubaker ducks and swings for Sanders, Sanders ducks and hits a German suplex…then another….and another, then makes a abridge into a pin, the ref counts 1..2..Brubaker kicks out, Sanders lets go, gets up and grabs Brubaker by the hair and drags him up, he goes to suplex Brubaker, but Brubaker counters into a suplex of his own. Sanders reeling in pain on the floor and Brubaker picks him up and puts him into the corner, Brubaker mounts the turnbuckle and begins a ten punch, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6… Sanders counters by slipping through Brubaker’s legs and giving him a forearm into the back causing the Brubaker to turn around quickly, Sanders berates him with right and lefts before hitting him hard in the side of the head with an Enzuguri, Sanders capitalises on Brubaker being almost unconscious with a Capture suplex. He goes for the cover. 1, 2…Brubaker kicks out! The crowd thought Sanders had it won!*

Matthews: “This is decent match, Mark. Sanders proving why he’s the TeleVision Champion!”

Mandarin: “…and Brubaker talking trash in an AMERICAN accent!”

*Sanders picks up Brubaker up and hits him with a right hand, then a left, then the right hand is blocked and Brubaker fights back with some hard right and lefts of his own, He hits Sanders with a huge Running Powerslam and covers, 1...2....The referee spots Sanders’ feet on the ropes. Brubaker picks up Sanders and knocks him down again with a big clothesline. As Sanders scrambles up with the aid of the ropes, Brubaker charges at him but the TV Champ hits him with a huge spine-buster. He goes to cover Brubaker, but there’s no count! Matthieu Palffy is distracting the referee!*

Matthews: “Palffy! Where the hell did he come from?!?”

Mandarin: “You know, I’ve just thought…is Sanders trying to be a smartass and provoke Palffy with all this ultra-patriotism?”

*Sanders goes over to the ref, but Palffy shoves the ref into Sanders who goes to protect himself with his forearms but the referee falls awkwardly on his neck and clutches it in pain. Sanders tends to the Ref while Palffy goes over to the turnbuckle and takes off the Stars and Stripes, he looks angrily at it, and spits on it, before sneaking up on Scott Sanders and clocking him over the back of the head with the stick! Sanders slumps down onto the floor and Brubaker becomes to come around, he sees Sanders lying on the floor then Palffy making his way up the ramp with the American flag. Brubaker covers as the referee returns to his sense. 1…2… Sanders kicks out again, the crowd go into a frenzy! Brubaker cant believe it, Palffy can’t believe it! Palffy storms off backstage while Brubaker thumps the ring with his fists*

Matthews: “Close contest here, Brubaker staking his claim?”

Mandarin: “Oh, I see a future superstar in this COMPTON, LA native!!”

Matthews: “Okay, will you stop that? It’s not me who needs convincing!”

Mandarin: “Nothing to convince!”

*The crowd seemed to be all looking in one direction as a figure was making his way through the crowd with a black chair. He jumps the barrier, ITS 3en 3rians!!*

Matthews: “Oh now what the hell is this? 3rians has been creating havoc all damn night!”

Mandarin: “Well, you saw how ungrateful Sanders was earlier on…little pay back I thinks!”

Matthews: “Payback? Sanders nearly got his damn neck broken!”

*He slides into the ring, ref back down after Brubaker decided to clock him for not making a three count. Goes up behind Brubaker, spins up round, and clocks him with the steel chair!!!. Then Sanders begins to climb up with the aid of the ropes..3rians sees this and drops the chair down next to him, offering his hand out to help Scott up, Scott accepts and they shake hands, the crowd cheers but suddenly, 3rians spins him round and hits “The Innovation” onto the chair and makes a quick exit, but not before removing the chair from the ring.*

Matthews: “Now what was the point in that?”

Mandarin: “3rians is just making his presence known!!”

*Both men down, and the referee begins to stagger up, he sees both men down and begins the count…1….2….3….4….5….6….Brubaker almost up…..7….Brubaker up…..8…..Sanders staggering…..N9...Sanders has hold of the top rope...Brubaker stumbles over and whips Sanders off the ropes, but Sanders hits a head scissors takedown, Brubaker bounces straight back up clutching his head, staggering in front of the corner, Scott sees his chance, he mounts the turnbuckle and locks Brubaker in a reverse headlock and hits “Over The Edge”. He covers, the ref counts, 1…2…3!!*

Winner: Scott Sanders

Matthews: “Sanders wins!!”

Mandarin: “Dammit!”

*Soon after Sanders victory, the shot cuts backstage to see Dandude standing at a confectionary table, drinking some water. He cautiously glances around him, preparing himself for any onslaught on his Xtreme Title*

Matthews: “I have to say I’m shocked with Dandude, Mark. He shows up late without a care in the world, beats on Jason Hall and totally disregards Matt Hunt’s chosen words!”

Mandarin: “Maybe all those beatings by 3rians and Lord – who have since gone their separate ways – was the tip of the iceberg, Ivan. I can see it in Dandude’s eyes that he just had enough!”

*As Dandude peaks over his right shoulder, a shadow of an individual appears on the wall to his left. As the new Xtreme Champion turns back round and the camera pans back – the impressive 6’10” frame of another newcomer – DJ Duzz – stands before him*

Mandarin: “Jesus Christ, who is that?!?”

Matthews: “Beats me, but look at the size of him!! He’s like a damn tree!”

*Dandude looks Duzz up and down with amazement, whereas Duzz stares a hole through him with intensity. Dandude gulps as Duzz speaks*

Duzz: “I didn’t like the way you handled Jason Hall earlier. He was only being polite.”

*Dandude glances away with a scowl on his face and the fear factor has disappears as he inches his head back to respond*

Dandude: “What are you…his damn mother? You his best friend who sticks up for him? Who the hell are you?”

Duzz: “I’m DJ Duzz and I’m telling you to watch it!”

*Slight pop from the fans*

Matthews: “Wow, Duzz first appearance on PWA TV and he’s punking out Dandude!!”

Mandarin: “Who the hell is this guy? Just because of his size, he feels the right to intimidate people?”

Dandude: “Heh, get lost rookie!”

*Duzz stands tall…literally…which angers the veteran*

Dandude: “I said…get lost!”

*Just like earlier, Dandude shoves Duzz in the chest with all his might. But unlike Hall flying into some metal pipes, Duzz doesn’t bunch and Dandude looks down at his hands in amazement as there’s another pop from the fans*

Matthews: “Hah! I’d run if I was Dandude!”

*Duzz then levels an elbow to the temple of Dandude who staggers back into the table. Duzz follows up with some hard rights and whips Dandude into the opposite wall. Duzz then grabs the Xtreme Title and rams it into Dandude’s face as he staggers off the wall. The Champion hits the concrete with a sickening slap and Duzz motions to a referee to come over and make a cover*

Matthews: “Woah! DJ Duzz going for the pin!”

Mandarin: “What is it with the Xtreme Title tonight?!?”

*The ref slides down and counts. 1…2….kick out by Dandude and only just! Duzz grabs him by the hair and pulls him up, ramming his head off the confectionary table with another thud as the fans cheering is obvious. As Dandude stumbles back, Duzz clears the table off any food and beverages. He then grabs the large water container and hoists it high above his head and bashes it down upon Dandude’s head – forcing the container to split open and all the water to gush out over Dandude and on the floor. Again, another pop from the fans*

Matthews “Good grief! Dandude’s head!!”

Mandarin: “Someone get this Duzz guy under control!!”

*With Dandude out of it on the concrete floor, Duzz grabs him by the hair and pulls him up again. With his massive head on the back of Dandude’s head, Duzz shouts right in his face*

Duzz: “This oughta teach you some respect!!”

*With that said, Duzz places Dandude’s head between his own thighs and holds his arm up – signalling something as the fans cheer is louder*

Matthews: “What’s Duzz up to here?”

Mandarin: “Oh no, he isn’t gonna do what I think he’s gonna do is he?”

*Duzz then hoists Dandude up with his amazing strength and plows him through the table with a thunderous Jacknife Powerbomb! There’s an almighty crash and the noise inside the arena is thunderous. Duzz then covers and hooks the leg! 1…2….3!!! DJ Duzz pins Dandude and the fans go nuts!!*

New Xtreme Champion: DJ Duzz

Matthews: “Good god almighty!! Dandude must be broken in half and DJ Duzz is the new Xtreme Champion!!!”

Mandarin: “What the hell is going on here?!?!”

*Duzz is passed the Xtreme Title by the ref and raises his arms high in the air. The camera zooms out to get the large 6’10” frame of the new Champion in the camera shot. The fans cheer as Duzz stares down at the motionless body of Dandude, before walking off*

Matthews: “What a crazy night!! Well, up next is the homecoming for the new PWA Champion Loz as he’ll face Matthieu Palffy. And this contest is of course, a non-title contest!”

Mandarin: “Another non-title match? I don’t see how the title isn’t on the line!!”

*Palffy’s music hits and the arena is surrounded in boos. Out walks the Canadian with a smug expression as he arrogantly walks down the rampway. The Canadian Maple Flag proudly blows on the videoscreen as the booing is relentless.*

Mandarin: “No respect, Wilbur – no damn respect!”

Matthews: “Well, this young man has got an arrogant nature about him!”

*Palffy enters the ring and warms up as Loz’s music hits the arena and the fans go mad. The new PWA Champion then walks out to a thunderous ovation, accompanied by Amy as the World Title hangs proudly off his right shoulder. Once they reach the arena, Loz hands over his title belt to Amy who then hangs it off her right shoulder. Loz climbs into the ring and stares at Palffy*

Matthews: “Loz looks focused, Mark – Palffy better be prepared!”

Mandarin: “Loz is a monster, but he isn’t cunning as Palffy is!!”

Matthews: “I’d say conniving!”

Non-title match

Loz (PWA Champion) vs Matthieu Palffy

*Loz’s cut frame, stands in the corner of the ring, near the buckle with a relaxed look on his face. He reluctantly hands the referee his World Title belt, who then proceeds to hand it to the timekeeper, through the ropes. The ref calls for the bell. Matthieu Palffy moves towards the middle of the ring while Loz just stands in the corner.*

Mandarin “The Champion is psyching Palffy out!”

Matthews “Erm…He’s just standing there…!”

Mandarin “Shut up, John…I know my psychology and he’s psyching him out I tell ya.”

*As Palffy gets within six feet of him, Loz takes a step forward and Palffy stops.*

Matthews “The contrasting styles of these two men should make this an interesting match. Neither are liked by the fans much either.”

*Palffy then lunges forward and goes for a right hand but Loz ducks it and shifts around quickly to stare at Palffy as he turns around. As Loz raises a wry grin, Palffy goes for another shot but, again, Loz ducks, spins and faces Palffy again. Loz motions with both hands for Palffy to ‘bring it’ and Palffy AGAIN goes for a fist but this time Loz blocks it and fires off with a series of his own fists, backing Palffy back up into the buckle. Loz gets in a kick to the gut before attempting to whip Palffy to the far buckle. However, Palffy reverses and Loz is sent to the corner instead. He fires right out and goes for a clothesline but this time, Palffy is the one to duck the manoeuvre. Loz turns around right into a fist from Matthieu Palffy, which knocks the PWA Champion right on his ass. A frustrated World Champion, jams his hands down into the mat, in anger, before shifting back into the buckle while Palffy plays the crowd.*

Matthews “What a cocky individual?”

*Loz feels his jaw with his right hand before stepping towards Palffy and extending his hand for Palffy to shake. Palffy looks around for an answer but while the crowd jeer at the prospect, he does anyway – and Loz quickly reels him and boots him in the gut with a savage kick. Palffy drops to his knees and takes another kick to the chest, before Loz pulls him to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Loz bends down, looking for a backdrop, but Palffy telegraphs it and puts on the breaks. As Loz straightens up, Palffy kicks him in the gut, hooks him up and drives Loz down into the canvas with a Fisherman’s suplex! He holds and bridges for the pin attempt. The referee counts…1…2…but Loz kicks out and quickly gets to his feet – frustrated again.*

Matthews “The Champion…not getting it all is way in the early going here…

Mandarin “And he’s used to getting his own way…ask Matt Hunt…(laughs)…”

*Loz backs away from Palffy as he advances, calling for a time out. Palffy backs Loz up into the corner, where Loz ducks a Palffy right hand, turns and then takes Palffy off his feet with a quick chop block. Matthieu Palffy hits the mat hard and Loz puts the boots to him. Palffy continues to take kicks as he uses the ropes to get to his feet. Loz then sends Palffy off the ropes and floors him in the middle of the ring with a well-timed clothesline. Palffy is quickly up again and the Champion gives him no respite, by pummelling him with fists as he gets up once more. Loz takes him to the ropes again and whips him to the far side. Palffy comes back and Loz attempts a Spinebuster, but Palffy counters with a bionic elbow while in the air. Both men stagger away, slightly, from each to regain their faculties but it’s Palffy who looks to go on the offensive first. He goes back to Loz and locks him in a side headlock.*

Matthews “Matthieu Palffy, now, who is traditionally a brawler, applies a side headlock of all holds, to Loz, who is traditionally a technical wrestler.”

Mandarin “I heard Loz wasn’t feeling too well earlier today, that’s probably why he’s not been himself in this match so far.”

Matthews “Ill? Where did you hear that? I didn’t hear that?”

Mandarin “It’s probably cos you weren’t there, Ron.”

*Loz continues to escape the tight grip of Matthieu Palffy’s side headlock with no luck. Then, Loz blasts Palffy with a kidney punch and then reverses with a hammerlock. Loz only holds the hammerlock with one hand though, using his other hand to gee up the crowd, and this gives Palffy the chance to quickly counter the hammerlock with one of his own. Palffy then seizes his opportunity and lunges from the hammerlock to another side headlock. Loz stomps the mat, in yet more frustration, before attempting to escape with yet more kidney punches. Eventually, Loz manages to pull them back to the ropes and then shoots Matthieu Palffy forward towards the far ropes. As Palffy comes back, Loz drops down to the mat. Palffy hops over him and hits the ropes on the near side. Once he comes back to the middle of the ring, Loz in positioned to execute a backdrop at the second attempt but Matthieu Palffy sees it early and looks to take Loz down with a swinging neckbreaker. However, dropping to the mat and taking the move, Loz spins right through the swinging neckbreaker – to the surprise of Matthieu Palffy – hooks up Palffy and takes him down hard to the canvas with an impressive looking spinning belly to belly suplex!*

Mandarin “KISS OF DEATH! C’mon Palffy!”

Matthews “A beautiful move, no doubt.”

*Loz makes the cover…1…2…but Matthieu Palffy kicks out.*

Matthews “But only a two count on this occasion.”

*Loz takes his time getting up but soon zooms in on Palffy as he starts to rise. Loz blasts him with another succession of fists and backs him up to the ropes. Loz then takes a few steps back and charges at Palffy looking to clothesline him over the top rope, but Palffy drops down to the mat, holding down the top strand and the World Champion sails over the top to the outside!*

Matthews “WOAH!! Matthieu Palffy with a low bridge”

*After catching his breath, Palffy rolls under the bottom rope and joins Loz on the outside of the ring. Matthieu Palffy goes for Loz as he uses the ring apron to get himself mobile again. Palffy hooks him up, hoists him up, over and down to ringside mats with a fall away suplex. Palffy doesn’t waste any time and gets right up and moves towards Loz again. Palffy pulls Loz up to his feet and scoops him up before dropping him chest first over the barricade. Loz manages to stay on his feet after but is then floored with a vicious clothesline across the neck, sending him away from the steel stairs. Matthieu Palffy then walks over to the timekeeper’s table and picks up two items: the ring bell and the PWA World Title belt. The referee is at the ropes counting the two out. He has counted to eight before stopping to go and admonish Palffy for interfering with the timekeeper’s table. Palffy ignores the pleas of the ref to take the fight back inside, but instead, tosses the belt over the top rope and into the ring. The referee then slides back into the ring after the belt, and while his back is turned, Palffy charges at Loz, who has just got back up to his vertical base, and blasts him in the back of the head with the ring bell, to a massive pop from the crowd!!*

Matthews “COME ON REF!!”

Mandarin: “OHHH! A SHOT WITH THE RING BELL!! THIS IS GONNA BE OVER!!”

*Just as the referee turn around, in the ring, Matthieu Palffy places the ring bell on the apron. The referee sees him and stops. He goes to the outside, places the belt on the apron as well and begins to admonish Palffy again, for taking the ring bell. Matthieu Palffy obviously ignores the referee and pulls Loz up to his feet again. A clearly battered Loz, holds the back of his head, before Palffy whips him into the steel steps which break apart on impact!!*

Matthews “And into the steps now, some impact!…”

*The referee picks up the ring bell and is about to take it back, when the timekeeper rushes across and grabs it from him. Palffy watches this happen and then casually strolls over to Loz, who has crawled around to the other side of the ring. Palffy picks up Loz and finally tosses him back into the ring.*

Mandarin “Right, now finish this Palffy!”

*Loz instinctively gets to his feet as Matthieu Palffy follows him into the ring. Palffy grabs Loz, whips him to the ropes and flattens him with a boot to the face. Palffy then signals for the end, to a mixed reaction from the crowd.*

Matthews “And The Power Play is coming up by the looks of things. This will be a big upset!”

Mandarin “None bigger!”

*Palffy pulls up Loz and then hoists him into the air for a suplex. He then drops Loz and catches him in position for a running powerslam. He charges but before he can execute the move, Loz slips off the back of Palffy and shoves him to the ropes. Palffy comes back and Loz boots him in the gut and goes for the Lozinator but Palffy this time shoves Loz to the ropes. Palffy goes for a clothesline but Loz ducks it and charges to the ropes on the far side. While Loz hits the ropes, Palffy quickly grabs the PWA World Title belt off of the mat. Loz comes back and Palffy goes for a shot with the belt, but Loz ducks, Palffy turns around, Loz boots him in the gut and blasts him with the Lozinator!!*

Mandarin “LOZINATOR! NOOOOOOOO!!”

Matthews “It’s over, surely!”

*Loz makes the cover, and the ref slides in to make the count…1…2…3!!!*

Winner: Loz

Mandarin: “Dammit!”

*Loz moves off of Palffy and promptly rolls from to the outside of the ring and walks around to the aisle way, with Amy who hands his the title. He raises the PWA World Title belt in the air to the sound of thunderous cheering, while looking back at the ring, and backing up towards the entrance.*

Matthews “Yes, a great effort by Matthieu Palffy but in the end Loz was just too good in what was a quality match.”

Matthews: “This is it, Mark. PWA Owner Matt Hunt vs Ben Hart in a streetfight.”

Mandarin: “I have to say that I don’t think Ben Hart has made a wise move here. He is a mat technician, possibly even the greatest technical wrestler that the PWA has ever had – but he’s not a brawler like Hunt and I believe that ‘our beloved boss’ has backed Hart into a corner that he cannot escape from.”

Matthews: “Interesting theory and I may agree with you. But it was Ben Hart who brought up the type of match, for all we knew – Hunt would have been content with a normal match!”

Mandarin: “Don’t try and turn it around, Chet. Hart wanted to test Hunt!”

Main Event
Streetfight
Matt Hunt (PWA Owner) vs Ben Hart

*The shot then cuts back to Matt Hunt walking through the backstage area as a massive pop is heard from the fans watching on the videoscreen. Hunt is dressed in a plain white T-shirt and blue jeans and confidently strolls, looking for Ben Hart*

Matthews: “Well, there’s the boss…but where is Hart?”

Mandarin: “As well as being the best technical wrestler in the PWA, Ben Hart is also the most intelligent…he’s picking the perfect moment!!”

*Hunt is now walking down a hallway, glancing at each passing open doorway on either side. When he comes to the end of the corridor, he simply turns around and checks each room again. There’s an eerie silence as Hunt grows paitent*

Hunt: “C’mon camache, where are ya?”

*Hunt walks back into the open backstage area and a few of the crewmembers can be seen watching in anticipation. Hunt walks towards the parking lot and exits the arena via the back door. It’s not exactly great weather in Manchester, as the rain pours down. Hunt isn’t shaken by the wet weather and strolls out into the parking lot, where a lot of neatly parked cars are seen*

Mandarin: “What is it with England and rain, Chad? It’s summer too!!”

Matthews: “I was thinking that myself!”

*Hunt decides to walk down a row of cars as his white T-shirt slowly gets soaked by the downpour. The camera then backs off, to see Ben Hart pulling the cameraman back. The fans in attendance give out some serious heat as Hart tip-toes behind the unsuspecting Hunt*

Matthews: “What a crafty son of a gun!”

Mandarin: “Now, now Oscar – he’s using his brain!”

*Hunt continues to walk away from the arena and Hart stop, causing the cameraman to stop. He then glances back to the camera and glances at his watch to show impatience. He then decides that now is the time and makes a run towards Hunt. The picture is jumpy as the cameraman attempts to keep up and normal service is resumed when hart clobbers Hunt from behind with a clothesline to the back of the head. Hunt falls into a puddle and is completely soaked as the fans boo. There is now some open space in the car park, so Hart grabs Hunt by the hair and pulls him towards a car. With one swift movement, Hart rams Hunt’s head off the car with a sickening thud and he staggers back. Hart attempts the same move, but Hunt blocks it and elbows Hart in the midsection and follows up by ramming the Canadian’s head off the bonnet. This time, the car’s alarm immediately sounds off and the lights flash. Because of the dark clouds above, the flashing lights create a slow strobe lighting effect*

Mandarin: “Heh, at least that shows the car alarm works!!”

Matthews: “They’re getting soaked out there!”

*Hunt then follows up and whips Hart back into the car, but Hart reverses it and Hunt’s back bounces off the gridiron. Because of the slippery surface, Hunt loose his footing and slips onto his back. Hart then gets to his knees and drags Hunt towards the puddle by the scruff of his T-shirt. He then attempts to push Hunt’s head into the murky water, but Hunt gets in a sly low blow and Hart kneels backwards holding his groin. This gives Hunt the opportunity and he returns to his feet. He walks over to Hart and proceeds to stomp on the chest and stomach before stepping back to take a quick breather. Hart then turns on to his hands and knees and starts to crawl back between the cars from where Hunt originally walked through. Instead of running after Hart, Hunt decides to kick his opponent square in the ass, causing Hart to crawl faster. Hunt kicks him again and again and again, to the delight of the fans*

Mandarin: “Come on!! He’s treating Hart like a damn animal!!”

Matthews: “Well, Hunt did say that he would give any PWA employee a good kick up the behind!”

*By this time, Hart has now gotten back to feet and the back door entrance is nearby. However, Hunt gives Hart one last push and he dives head first into a puddle to some cheering from the fans. Hart starts to splurge in the water and Hunt comes and grabs him by the back of his shirt, pulling him up. Before Hunt can do anything, Hart elbows him in the stomach and levels some hard rights before hitting a hammering clothesline, sending Hunt down on to the dirty, wet surface. Hart takes a breather and steps back inside the arena*

Mandarin: “That’s it Ben, catch some breath!”

Matthews: “Maybe he’s gone to hide again!”

*Hunt slowly gets back to his feet and he also staggers through the door and back inside the warm, dry backstage area. However, as soon as Hunt appears through the door – Hart swings a steel chair, clocking Hunt to the back head and sending him down again. Hart strolls over to the prone body of Matt Hunt and breathes heavily before winding up and smoking Hunt on the back with the same chair. Hunt groans in pain as Hart tosses the chair away. He then turns Hunt on to his stomach and makes the cover. However, he realises there’s no referee and jumps to his feet in anger*

Hart: “GIMME A DAMN REFEREE!!!!”

*At that moment, a small group of referees walk past and Hart shouts out to them*

Hart: “HEY! ONE OF YOU GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND OFFICIATE ON THIS MATCH!!”

*They all look at each other with blank looks before one of them – named Richard Woakes – jogs over. Hart turns back to where Hunt was laying, only to be met by a strong right hand from Hunt – who struggled to get back to his feet. Hart staggers back and Hunt moves in, kneeing Hart in the stomach before hurling him towards a collection of lead pipes. There’s an almighty crash and Hart lays motionless under the mess. Hunt storms over, also breathing heavily and drags Hart out by his arm, before making the cover. 1….2…..kick out!! Hunt doesn’t complain and hops straight to his feet, pulling up Hart in the process. He notices a ladder in the distance and whips Hart again, attempting to hurl him into the up-straight ladder. However, Hart finds some energy and it’s Hunt who crashes head first into the ladder with some impact. Hart then walks over and picks up the ladder, as it got knocked over. Hunt crawls holding his head and uses some small travel boxes to get to his feet. Hart has grabbed the ladder and charges at Hunt with the ladder pointing out. Hunt turns around and is hit squarely between the eyes with a smack, sending him flying into the large heavy metal boxes. Hart tosses the ladder to one side and goes off after Hunt*

Matthews: “Good god, what a shot by Hart!!”

Mandarin: “I’m actually impressed, Jacob. Here we have Matt Hunt – former ‘King of the Death Match Champion’ and all that crap, getting his ass handed to him by a novice in this area of ‘wrestling’. Ben is adapting to this quite well!!”

*By this time, Hart has grabbed a limp Hunt by the hair and pulls him up on top of the large metal boxes. It’s obvious straight away that Hunt is busted open, as some crimson gushes down his face. Hart then locks Hunt up, setting up for a snap-suplex. After one hoist however, Hunt manages to fight it and he reverses the momentum – meaning Hart is suplexed up and over, landing on to the heavy metal box with a thud. Hunt takes his time and crawls to hart’s prone body and makes a feeble cover. 1…2….kick out!! Hart rolls around and ends up falling off the boxes, Hunt soon follows but he manages to land on his feet and keep his balance. Both men are now on the opposite side from where they were and are near the entrance curtain. As Hart regains his feet, he notices some clear white glass stacked up in the corner. Hunt then charges at him, however Hart scoops Hunt up and slams him down onto the glass. There’s an almighty crash sound of body and glass meeting upon impact, as the fans feel Hunt’s pain*

Matthews: “Good god almighty!! Hunt’s back must be in pieces!!!”

Mandarin: “Wow, that was some impact. Did you hear that, Rupert?”

*Hunt groans out in pain as Hart hops up and makes a cover. 1….2….kick out!! The fans cheers as even Hart is surprised and as he sits in disbelief, Hunt makes a move and crawls off the glass structure. As he turns around, you can see that his back is cut to shreds as well as some tiny pieces of glass either hanging or sticking in his skin. The crowd groan themselves as Hunt ignores the pain barrier and struggles to get to his feet. Hart is back up and goes to inflict more pain on Hunt, but the boss turns around at the last minute and levels a clothesline, sending Hart down. Hunt grimaces as he reaches down and pulls Hart up and drags him by the hair through the entrance curtain. The camera in the arena now picks up the action as the fans cheer at the sight of these two fatigued individuals. Hunt is leading Hart by the hair and seemingly down the ramp. However, Hart connects with Hunt’s back with his hand, causing him to release the grip on the hair. Hunt reaches for his back as Hart gasps for air. Hart then grabs Hunt by his air and by the belt of his jeans and spins around once before releasing and hurling Hunt into the metal structure next to the entrance way. Hunt’s lacerated forehead is again exposed and more blood gushes down his face and soaks his white T-shirt. Hart stumbles over and stomps on Hunt a few times*

Matthews: “Hunt is in trouble, Mark – I’ve never seen him lose so much blood before!”

Mandarin: “Hart is holding his own, Chester – but you’re right!”

*Hart pulls up to his feet and hurls him down the rampway, Hunt rolls down and nearly falls off. Just like Hunt did in the parking lot, Hart kicks Hunt in the ass as he rolls down the ramp. Finally, Hunt rolls on to the arena floor and just lays spread-eagled on the protective plastic. Hart just stands with a smirk on his face and holds his arms out, forcing the fans to boo loudly*

Matthews: “I don’t think that Hart should be wasting this amount of time, Mark – Hunt’s recuperating right now!”

Mandarin: “Hunt is out in his own pool of blood, Jack – and let Hart showing his dominance!”

*Hart continues to showboat, motioning that he will be the next World Champion as Hunt stirs. Hart realises this and stomps on Hunt a few times before pulling him up and rolling him inside the ring underneath the bottom rope. Hart himself slides underneath and immediately goes to work on Hunt’s tattered back with a few more stomps. Hunt groans are eerie as Hart pulls him and whips him into the ropes. On the return however, Hunt ducks and stops behind Hart who turns around to be met by a kick in the gut. Hunt attempts The Last Post, but Hart shoves him into the ropes chest first. As Hunt bounces backwards, Hart locks him up around the waist and hoists Hunt up – executing a back suplex. However, Hart turns it into a pinning combination and the ref counts. 1….2…..kick out and only just!!

Matthews: “Phew, close call there!!”

Mandarin: “This match is superb!!”

*Hart jumps up in frustration and bangs the mat, he reaches down to grabs Hunt – but he grabs Hart and rolls him up in a small package! 1…2….kick out!! Another close call!! Hart jumps up again and so does Hunt with some last-minute energy, to the shock and amazement of the fans!! Hart can’t believe it, so he attempts a hard right but Hunt blocks it and returns one of his own!! Hart attempts, Hunt block and Hunt strikes. Hart staggers back towards the ropes and Hunt whips him into the them. On the return, Hunt delivers the Stamp of Authority and the countdown to his big finish is on as Hart hits the canvas with a thump. Hunt motion for Hart to get up and the fans are going nuts*

Matthews: “Listen to these fans, Mark – I’ve never heard anything like it!!”

Mandarin: “I can hardly hear myself think!! C’mon Ben!!”

*Hart is now up to his knees and uses the ropes to assist him up. He slowly turns around and is met by the thunderous Last Post!! There’s almighty cheer from the fans and Hunt scrambles over to cover. 1………2………KICK OUT!!!!! Hunt’s expression is of bewilderment and the fans can’t believe it!!*

Matthews: “Hart kicked out, Hart kicked out!!! Nobody has kicked out of The Last Post before!!! I can’t believe it!!!!!”

Mandarin: “I’m in shock, Matthews – I’m actually in shock!!”

*Hunt gets back to his feet and holds his bloody head in disbelief. However, Hart crawls over and pulls Hunt back by his jeans and covers him for a roll-up!!! 1………..2…………3!!!!!!!!!!! Hunt’s attempts to kick out are in vain as Hart slides underneath the bottom rope and the whole arena can’t believe it!*

Winner: Ben Hart

Matthews: “Hart’s done it!!! Good god what a match!!! He kicked out of that Last Post and then covered Hunt!!”

Mandarin: “YES, YES, YES!!! Today will forever be the day known when Ben Hart pinned Matt Hunt, as well as kicking out of the Last Post!!!”

*Hart backs up the rampway with a self-satisfied smug expression on his face, obviously fatigued from the match. Hunt is on his knees, looking back up to Hart with a look of anger and disappointment and the arena is stunned*

Matthews: “What will this mean? Has Ben Hart struck a physiological blow here? How will Matt Hunt react next week?!?!”

*The shot of a tired and victorious Ben Hart slowly backing up the rampway with his arms held aloft is seen as the copyright information appears on the bottom left hand corner of the screen with the PWA logo. Moments later, the picture fades to black.