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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:05:14 GMT -6
"Blown Away" by Breaking Benjamins begins to play over the PA system as POW highlights show on the screen. The fans stand and cheer loudly as they get prepared for the best damn independent wrestling in the world. The lights flash in various colors as Alex Pilgrim and Tony Almanti start talking over the music and the crowd cheers.
Alex Pilgrim: Ladies and gentlemen, fans of Power On Wrestling, we are coming off an absolutely monstrous week! Spring Breakage was a hell of an event and we have the distinct pleasure of recapping it all for you and getting started on our road to SuperMania III: UNITED POWER! Folks, I'm Alex Pilgrim and with me as always, the always witty, the sometimes controversial, Mr. Tony Almanti.
Tony Almanti: Alex, Spring Breakage was a huge. I mean, HUGE. Was there a better match than the Shawn Stevens versus George Duke? You had the 4 Horsemen going up against Murderous Entertainment with the tag titles on the line. You had drama, you had intrigue. It was amazing!
Pilgrim: For those of you who couldn't make it, let's recap the biggest match of the night. It was the main event. We had the current POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion going against the current POW Valor Champion. Shawn Stevens retaining against George Duke, but man...it was a dandy.
Almanti: Plain and simple, Duke's sneakiness caught up to him this time. The veteran referee caught the veteran cheater and when in discussion about the roll of quarters, Stevens was able to recoup and hit the Windy City Driver for the win.
Pilgrim: He sure did, but that didn't end the show. Murderous Entertainment decided to show their muscle at the end of the show, putting Shawn Stevens through a table and then Midnight Felon demanding a cage match against the POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion.
Almanti: According to all the sources I have at my disposal, Shawn Stevens has agreed to the match, but to this point, Tito Capaci has REFUSED the request and will not allow the cage match to take place. And from what I understand, Midnight Felon is extremely upset with this decision.
Pilgrim: We have a lot more Spring Breakage matches to catch you up on, but first let's have a match!
"Eye of the Tiger" plays and Kin Cobra comes out onto the stage and stares at the people. He throws his fists in the air and begins walking to the ring.
Pilgrim: And enter King Cobra. Cobra thrust himself center stage at Spring Breakage without even having a match.
Almanti: But he's picked a fight with the wrong duo. In a wrestling match, my money is on Shadix or Pickles. Pickles has the experience. Shadix has the attitude. What the hell does King Cobra have? G.I. Freaking-Joe on his ass, that's it.
Pilgrim: He's about to ringside. You want me to flag him down so you can tell him that to his face?
Almanti: Uh, no. That, uh, really won't be necessary. I'll just, uh, write him a letter late or something.
He gives a few high fives to the fans as he walks down the ramp. He jumps onto the apron and jumps over the top rope. He walks to the ropes and steps on the second rope to taunt to the fans. He turns around and stands in the middle of the ring. Scarecrow by Criss Angel begins to play over the loud speakers.
Pilgrim: And here comes Shadow. There's just something not right about this man.
Almanti: He's no longer a man. That part of him died years ago.
Pilgrim: Damn it, Tony. Quit quoting Donald Pleasence from Halloween!
Shadow walks down to the ring with Saya and hands her his sword before entering the ring. Shadow and Cobra stand up next to each other, Shadow towering over Cobra, almost a full foot taller. Cobra smirks and turns away and heads toward the turnbuckle as Tanner Dutton checks folks for illegal weapons. Dutton is satisfied and calls for the opening bell!
Pilgrim: Here we go!
ding-ding
King Cobra vs. Shadow
The bell has sounded and as Corba is saying something to the fans, Shadow comes in and clubs Cobra as he falls backwards into the corner. Shadow then lays in some throat thrusts before starting with the chops. The crowd WOOO's along but Cobra puts a stop to it as he goes to the eye's. Shadow backs off and Cobra plants him with a bulldog.
TA: Got outta there like a snake
AP: Tony, dont start with the annidotes.
TA: Ok, im sorry
Cobra puts the boots to Shadow before dropping a few elbows as well. Cobra makes a quick pin......1.but Shadow kicks out. Corba picks Shadow up by the hair, but Shadow slaps the side elbows into the gut. Shadow then bounces off the ropes but Cobra ducks and back flips Shadow. Cobra then plays to the crowd cheers. He then goes for a legdrop, but Shadow moves and he misses!
AP: To much time
TA: Playing to the fans cost's ya...thats why i ignore them
AP: Yeah, you ignore them hahaha.
Cobra's face shows the pain as he holds his lower back. When he gets up, Shadow nails him with a boot that sends him scailing aganist the ropes. Cobra bounces back into him and Shadow goes for a chokeslam, but Cobra easily slides out of it and into a DDT! Cobra slowly makes the cover.........1........2.....but Shadow kicks out.
AP: The dark one is being diffucult to be put away.
TA: The dark side is more powerful then you think
AP: Oh god
Cobra is pissed as Shadow gets up. Corba goes for a right hand but Shadow blocks it. Shadow then flings Cobra in a 360. Shadow catches Cobra when he's fully spun and scoops him up for a Tombstone. Cobra though however reverses it until he has Shadow on his shoulder. Corba then gives him "The Deadly Venom"!
Ap: Oh good lord!
TA: So devastating....and thats just one of his finishers
Ap: Lights out indeed for the dark one.
Corba pins Shadow...........1.........2.........3.
Huff: "Here is your winner by pinfall....King Cobra!"
"Eye of the Tiger" plays as Cobra rolls out of the ring and raises his arms as the crowd gives him a nice ovation. Shadow sits up and looks displeased as Cobra smiles back at him from the curtain.
Pilgrim: And an excellent start for King Cobra!
Almanti: But he has yet to beat the likes of Kaleb Shadix or Nick Pickles and sure as HELL hasn't beaten anyone with the likes of Jay T. Nitro.
Pilgrim: Folks, the night is still young, but we have to pay the bills. We'll be right back!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:05:30 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:06:04 GMT -6
As the show comes back from commercial break, Tito Capaci is standing in the ring. He has a microphone in his hand.
Pilgrim: Welcome back to Power On Wrestling! We told you before that Mr. Capaci had a huge announcement regarding SuperMania matches. It looks like he's getting ready to make that announcement now.
Almanti: I can't wait. The SuperMania name alone is worth the price of admission!
Pilgrim: Here we go.
Capaci takes the microphone and raises it to his lips.
Capaci: A few short months ago the United Wrestling Company was bought out by me, Tito Capaci. The strength of the UWC roster has made POW, without a doubt, the most dominant and talented independent promotion on the North American continent. When the purchase was made, Bobby McManus had but one demand.....that SuperMania live on.
The crowd cheers. SuperMania is arguably the biggest pro wrestling event from an American based promotion and the fans are stoked about it sticking around.
Capaci: On May 24, 2007 SuperMania III: United Power will prove to be the greatest wrestling moment in the history of independent territorial wrestling. Every single person with a belt in this company will defend that title!
Again, the crowd loves what it is hearing so far. Capaci allows the crowd noise to die down before continuing.
Capaci: I would like to take this time to announce who each of the POW champions will be facing. So first, Murderous Intent....Mr. Ego and Midnight Felon, get your asses to the ring! You too, George Duke. Kaleb Shadix, bring Nick Pickles and Cobra with you. That's right, Mr. Stevens, even the POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion has to come down here.
The motley crew of champions makes their way to the ring, none of them really happy to be standing by the other. Capaci walks over to Shadix, who is standing by Pickles and Cobra. Both are keeping wary eyes on one another.
Capaci: You boys need to get ready. Because on May 10 in just a few short weeks, the three of you will battle it out for that title around Kaleb Shadix's waist. But that's not all. Because that champions gets to represent POW in a battle against the UWC Television Champion in a match that will unify the two titles. Any idea who that is? No?
The lights go out and they flicker on and off as "A Heavy Hearted Work of Staggering Genuis" by Anberlin plays. As that fades out and into "Kobrakai" by Lost Prophets hits and the lights flicker some more and JTN can be seen standing on the stage, as the lights slowly fade back on and JTN is standing on the stage with his back to the ring and arms in the air(ala Jericho). The crowd goes nuts for the wrestling megastar. Shadix looks a bit disturbed, Pickles is a little excited about another shot against an arch rival and Cobra looks pleased to possibly get a huge opportunity against such a big name.
Capaci: Good luck, boys. Next, let's find out who the team of Murderous Intent will be taking on at SuperMania, shall we? It only stands to reason that the UWC and POW Tag Team Championship should be unified as well, right? Felon, BBK....you're opponents....the TWO time and CURRENT UWC tag team champions, the Wrecking Squad!
The crowd cheers as "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath begins to play. Both members of the Wrecking Squad head out to the top of the ramp beside JTN. Murderous Intent doesn't know what to think of the weird looking guys in front of them.
Capaci: Mr. Duke....I'm sure you're a bit curious as to who you will be facing at SuperMania, correct?
Duke: It doesn't really matter.
Capaci: Well it might. Considering this man really beat you before. You're opponent to unify the POW Valor Title and the UWC Xtreme Title is the current reigning UWC Xtreme champion...Mr. BIG CI!!!!!!!
George Duke's jaw drops as he listens to “Out to get me" Guns 'n' Roses start to blare over the PA system. The crowd goes crazy as Big Ci comes to the top of the ramp pointing at Duke indicating he's ready for one more big go-round with the champ.
Duke starts arguing with Capaci, but Tito laughs him off and walks over to Shawn Stevens. Just walking over to the POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion makes the crowd pop a little bit for their fan-favorite who just happens to wear the top prize in POW Midwest.
Capaci: Mr. Stevens. I know that we don't always see eye to eye. You were a territorial champion then, and you still are. I came long and became the UWL World Champion while you....just jumped on that wagon a little early.
The crowd boos as Stevens shake his head in disbelief. Capaci smirks. He's getting to Stevens and he knows it.
Capaci: But we can debate your career which ranks second best in UWL history some other time. You're opponent? The International Champion from the UWC....either you, or Dave Hunter will be unifying the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship with the UWC International Championship!
The chorus of “You know my name” hits as “The Predator” Dave Hunter appears on the stage. Dave stands on the stage, met with many boos. He raises out his arms.
Capaci: Good luck with your little 4 Horsemen Truce, Steve-o. Wait a minute. We're missing someone else who has a belt. Damn it! Flying Diamond Cutter Man! Get your ass in this ring!
The lights go dim as the introduction to “YYZ” begins to play. As the guitar kicks in, red and gold lights flood the arena as a small army of scantily clad women appears from behind the curtain. Two of them roll out an impossibly long red carpet down the aisle. Because there is no pyro in POW, one woman stands on either side of the entryway holding up a small sparkler. FDCM now finally strolls through the curtain, basking in the imaginary glow of the crowd’s approval and what he clearly perceives to be a MASSIVE pyrotechnics display. He cockily adjusts his sunglasses and polishes the UWL world title belt, then puts an arm around each girl as they stroll down the red carpet together, both women still waving the sparklers around. As they reach the ringside area, FDCM walks alone up the steel stairs as the first two women who had been rolling out the carpet now hold open the ropes for him to step through. He spins in the center of the ring with three bright white spotlights focused entirely on him, while holding up the “Diamond Cutter” hand signal, then comes to a stop with his arms outstretched, welcoming what he imagines as the DEAFENING cheers of the crowd as his championship sparkles as bright as his ego. He turns to Capaci and snatches the microphone from his hand.
FDCM: Capaci, you I don't hold a belt in this....territory. I'm a freaking, bonafide World Heavyweight Champion. This belt is not now, nor has it ever been the property of Power On Wrestling.
Capaci snatches the microphone back, getting some hard stares from FDCM.
Capaci: But you see, FDCM. I'm not real sure that I can call you the legitimate last world champ in the UWL. Because, you see, me and you...we're all knotted up. One win. One loss. One draw. And I actually beat you when you were world champ but it wasn't a title match. But I digress. I understand clearly, that you want to only be recognized with world titles. So I'm going to give you the opportunity to unify that belt with one more and it keep it's World Title status.
FDCM: Damn it, Capaci. You're out of UWC Superstars. Hell, you were out of UWC Superstars with Jay T. Nitro. I don't even think they have a belt left and they sure as hell don't have anyone that can compete with me or even has a history of being in my league.
Capaci chuckles a little bit before looking at FDCM's former UWL World Title.
Capaci: Actually, there's one more title in the United Wrestling Company. And I want you to attempt to unify that title that you bare across your waist with that last belt of the UWC.
FDCM: Whatever. If I deem it worthy....I'll consider it.
Capaci: How about being considered.....a double world champion?
FDCM's face lights up a bit. A double world champion? He didn't know we were talking about unifying two world titles together.
Capaci: That's right. The only belt remaining is the UWC World Heavyweight Championship belt. So the question remains, FDCM. I can't force you to unify that belt with the POW controls. But I can make sure you get a shot at being a double world champ.
FDCM: Alright. Fine. At SuperMania III, I'll clean the clock of any moron that UWC can throw out. Who pansy am I going to be whipping at SuperMania, Caps?
Capaci looks toward the ramp and then turns back around, getting mere millimeters from FDCM's face.
Capaci: YOU'RE LOOKING AT HIM.
The crowd goes ballistic. Tito Capaci vs. FDCM at SuperMania for the right to be crowned a double world champion. The UWL World Title, the UWC World title....bonded together by two of the greatest wrestlers in the industry has the crowd going crazy. FDCM is in shock. Capaci smirks and holds out his arms as a beautiful redhead climbs into the ring and straps the belt across Tito's waist.
Capaci: We finally get our rubber match, FDCM. But don't worry. You'll still have the memories.
Capaci slides out of the ring as The Godfather theme begins to play over the PA system. The UWC squad, JTN, The Wrecking Squad, Big Ci, Dave Hunter and of course, Tito Capaci stand at the top of the ramp taunting their opponents before they head backstage.
Pilgrim: What a huge announcement!
Almanti: Announcements! Already we have five major matches booked for SuperMania III! It's going to be the hugest show in independent wrestling history!
Pilgrim: And this is the perfect show to hit the Pay Per View airwaves! Capaci vs. FDCM is sure to bring in monster numbers in PPV sales.
Almanti: I can't wait to see Big Ci get his rematch against George Duke. All these matches are going to be absolutely fantastic!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:06:28 GMT -6
Pilgrim: Here comes the Valor Champion!!
"Death Rides A Horse" plays loudly over the speakers as George Duke steps out from behind the curtain wearing a Royal Blue robe. He makes his way to the ring, ignoring the negative fan reaction. He climbs in through the ropes and walks the ring, arms held high. He takes off his robe and hands it off to the ring attendant and waits for the match to begin.
Pilgrim: George Duke might have his hands full here tonight.
Almanti: This is Duke’s specialty. So I doubt he will have a problem tonight.
The Angle" by Core begins to play. Brian Lee walks out with his dripping wet hair covering his face. He walks a somewhat steady pace to the ring never bothering to look around at the fans. When he approaches the ring apron he stops and tilts his head down for a few seconds. He then slams his fist down twice on the apron and the roll in underneath the ropes. He stands up and and goes to a corner. He then throws his hair back out of his face and kneels down in fashion like he's ready to run at and attack his opponent.
Pilgrim: Well here is a man that can prove himself tonight if he can dispose of Duke.
Almanti: Duke put up on hell of a fight against Stevens so what makes you think this kid is special?
Ding-Ding
Hardcore match: George Duke vs. Brian Lee
The two men circle around each other and then lock up. Duke gets Lee in a headlock and Lee retaliates by throwing Duke in the ropes and coming back only to be met by a shoulder block. Duke gets back to his feet and gets knocked back down by a clothesline from Lee. Lee helps Duke to his feet and attempts a suplex but Duke doesn’t allow it. Duke reverses it into his own suplex. Lee gets back to his feet and Duke is ready and starts throwing hard right hands each connected to the jaw of Lee. Lee starts staggering and Duke nails a hard right sending him down. Duke starts laying some kicks to the gut then followed by a elbow drop. Duke gets to his feet and slides underneath the ropes and starts searching underneath the ring.
Pilgrim: Looks like Duke is the first to search.
Almanti: Wow did you think of that all by yourself?
Pilgrim: Shut up.
Duke searches and grabs a kendo stick and has a smirk on his face. He slides back in the ring and awaits Lee to turn around. Lee turns around and Duke takes a wild swing but Lee ducks and kicks Duke in the gut, grabs the kendo stick and smacks Duke in the back and Duke screams in pain. Lee follows up with more shots to the back as Duke is defenseless. Lee ends up breaking the stick over Dukes back and throws it away. Lee doesn’t even give Duke time to breathe as he starts mounting Duke with punches to the forehead. Lee gets off Duke and picks him up and sends him into the corner. Lee comes running hard but is met with a boot to the face. Lee starts staggering and Duke follows up with a running clothesline.
Pilgrim: Let’s see if Duke can turn this match around.
Almanti: This is George Duke we are talking about. Of course he is.
Duke gets out of the ring once again and grabs a steel chair. Duke gets back in the ring and places the chair next to Lee. Duke picks Lee up and DDT’s Lee onto the chair. Duke rolls Lee over and goes for the pin.
1!
2!
Kickout at 2. Duke grabs the chair again and starts slamming the chair into the gut of Lee. After a few shots Duke throws the chair down and picks Lee up. Duke throws a right connecting with Lee and Lee fights back giving a right of his own. Both men are going at it with Lee getting the advantage. Duke starts staggering as Lee runs to the ropes and comes charging at Duke but Duke bends over and sends Lee over the top rope and landing hard to the mat.
Pilgrim: Nice reversal their by Duke.
Almanti: That’s why he is the veteran and Lee is just a rookie compared to Duke.
Duke follows outside and rams Lee’s head into the post a couple times as Lee falls to the mat. Duke goes under the ring again and pulls out a table. Duke sets the table up and starts going back to work to Lee. Lee gets the upper hand by giving a knee to the gut of Duke. Lee the irish whips Duke into the rails. Lee takes a minute to rest before grabbing another steel chair and as soon as Duke starts heading Lee’s way Lee cracks Duke’s skull with the chair.
Pilgrim: What a shot from Lee!!
Almanti: I don’t think Duke is going to be the same after that shot.
Lee goes for a quick cover but Duke somehow kicks out at 2. Lee walks over to where the table is set up. Lee grabs another table from underneath the ring and sets it up next to the other table. Lee walks back over to Duke and as he gets there Duke uses the fire extinguisher and Lee is temporally blinded. Lee starts rubbing his eyes and Duke this time has the chair and cracks it over Lee’s skull busting him wide open.
Pilgrim: Lee is the first to bleed and boy is he bleeding.
Almanti: That’s like music to Duke’s ears.
Duke seizes the opportunity by grabbing a cheese grader and starts going back and forth on Lee’s forehead. Lee is screaming in pain as the blood rushes out of his skull. Duke then starts landed rights to the open wound before finally letting up. Lee starts rubbing his eyes because of the amount of blood getting in his eyes. Duke goes outside and grabs another table and this time sets it up on top the two already set up. Duke goes back into the ring and goes to grab Lee by the head but Lee low blows Duke and Duke falls to the mat grabbing his balls.
Pilgrim: That’s going to stop any man in his tracks.
Almanti: That was low, Duke shouldn’t have to feel that.
Pilgrim: Would you rather feel it?
Almanti: I’m good.
Lee makes it to his feet and grabs the cheese grader and this time he takes the opportunity and grinds it back and forth on Duke’s forehead and blood comes pouring out of Duke’s head. Lee then gets Duke to his feet and delivers a couple of snap suplexes to Duke. Lee slides out of the ring and reaches underneath the ring and grabs a can of lighter fluid and some matches.
Pilgrim: Oh my God!!!
Lee starts smiling as he starts spraying the fluid all over the three tables. After a little while Lee lights the matches and sets the tables ablaze. Lee slides back in the ring and throws Duke into the corner. He lifts Duke up onto the top turnbuckle and makes his way up for a superplex. Lee tries to go for it but Duke starts clubbing him in the gut preventing it. Duke then gives Lee a low blow but instead of having him fall off he keeps ahold of him and looks back at the flaming tables. Duke then hoists Lee in the air and delivers his own superplex off the top rope and both men go right through the three flaming tables putting them out on impact.
Pilgrim: OH MY GOD BOTH MEN WENT RIGHT THROUGH HELL!!!!!!
Almanti: I didn’t know that old son of a bitch could do that.
Duke’s arm is drapped over Lee as the referee comes sliding out for the cover.
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2!
3!!!!
Instantly, security rushes in with fire extinguishers to keep the blaze from getting out of control. Both men have some sever burns and cuts and gashes, but at least both are moving and responding to stimuli.
Pilgrim: Both men put their bodies through hell in this one.
Almanti: What a performance from both men tonight. This will be a match nobody forgets.
Pilgrim: The clean up is going to take a bit of time. So it's a good thing we have this clip to show from last week at Spring Breakage!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:06:43 GMT -6
The lights dim and the screen shows the ending footage of what happened last week in the match between Nick Pickles and Kaleb Shadix at Spring Breakage.
start feed
Pilgrim: And just moments ago Tito Capaci has decided one of those three men will be representing Power On Wrestling as the UWC and POW TV Titles are unified. Cobra, Shadix, and Pickles are all fantastic wrestlers with different strengths and weaknesses, no doubt.
Almanti: And hell, winning the belt is nice enough, but a chance to wrestle and potentially beat Jay T. Nitro, a legitimate living legend in this business.....you have to fight your heart out for that one.
Pilgrim: And we are about to see one of those guys, Nick Pickles take on Dan Real. Nick Pickles is one of thew few guys to ever beat Jay T. Nitro, so he's one guy that would not be intimidated.
Almanti: Absolutely not. He's got the accomplishments he needs to get into whatever Hall of Fame he desires. He just wants JTN for the sake of kicking his ass.
Pilgrim: First, he has to take on Dan Real.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:06:59 GMT -6
"Going Under" by Evanesense hits the soundwaves as Dan Real comes from out of the blck curtains in his trademark hoody. He turns around and raises both arms a la' Y2J.
Pilgrim: And here comes Dan Real.
Almanti: Yeah, who has had a "real" hard time picking up "w's".
Pilgrim: I hear he doesn't train much.
Almanti: No kidding?
Real turns around and lowers his arms he he looks to the crowd and cocks a smile to them as they boo him. Real jumps through the ropes and climbs on the bottom section of the ropes and removes the head part of the hoody and cocks a smile. He jumps down and awaits his opponnet.
Almanti: Watch this crowd reaction.
"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play and the crowd starts booing extremely loud. Almanti starts laughing as Pickles and Bubba step to the top of the ramp.
Almanti: See there, they love him!
Pilgrim: Wow. That's a seriously skewed vision.
Pickles and Bubba make their way down the ramp. Bubba watches from below as Pickles goes up the steel stairs and into the ring. Bubba removes his jacket and tosses it over the ropes to Bubba. Benny Lawson, the head referee is taking charge of this fight. He sees both men are ready and calls for the bell!
ding-ding
Dan Real vs. Nick Pickles
The match starts as the two men lock up. Pickles gets the advantage, shoving Dan into the corner. Nick slams his shoulder into Dan’s stomach several times. He climbs up the turnbuckles and begins punching him across the face as the fans count along.
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Pilgrim: And Nick Pickles has moved in quickly on Dan Real!
Almanti: Pickles has really stepped his game up as of late. I think Real may have caught Pickles on the heels of a massive upswing.
Pickles backs off and whips Dan into the opposite corner. He charges in and smashes into Real with an avalanche! He then delivers a scoop slam to Dan and pins him.
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No, kick out from Dan Real!
Pilgrim: Dan Real isn't done quite yet!
Almanti: No, but he's medium well. It's just a matter of time before they take the steak off the grill.
Pickles lifts Dan up and whips him into the ropes. Dan comes back and Nick bends down for a back body drop. Real kicks him in the mid section and then drops a big elbow down on Nick’s neck! Pickles drops and Dan begins stomping away on him! Nick crawls away and gets to his feet.
Pilgrim: And Dan Real comes storming back!
Almanti: No way. Pickles is resting. It's just a matter of time before he ends this nightmare.
Nick gets to his feet just in time for Dan to whip him into the ropes. Nick comes off the ropes and Dan nails a big boot right to his face! Dan hooks his leg for the pin. Tom McElvoy drops down for the cover!
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No! Nick kicks out!
Pilgrim: Nick Pickles in dire straights!
Almanti: I love that band! But no, Nick will pull through. Guaranteed.
Dan lifts him up and slams him face-first into the corner! He lifts him up top and delivers a super backdrop! Dan pins him, but Pickles quickly kicks out. Dan lifts Nick up and whips him into the ropes. Nick comes back and slams a massive arm into Dan’s neck! Massive clothesline! Pickles picks up Dan and delivers a scoop slam. Dan gets up quickly and Nick delivers another scoop slam. Again, Dan Real bounces back up! Nick grabs him by the head and pulls him as he applies a Billion Dollar Dream, Dan appears to be about out of it as he drops to one knee. The referee goes to check on Dan as he lifts up one arm just for it to drop back down.
Pilgrim: And there it is! The Billion Dollar Dream!
Almanti: I knew it! I knew he'd pull it out!
McElvoy lifts Real's arm a second time.......and it falls!
McElvoy lifts the arm a third and final time. He drops it....it falls again! McElvoy calls for the bell!
Pilgrim: And a victory for Nick Pickles!
Almanti: He's about to start a huge tear through the ranks! He has his eye on that TV Title and he would do anything to get one more shot at Jay T. Nitro at SuperMania III!
Pilgrim: Wait a minute....something is going on in the back and we have a camera on site!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:07:20 GMT -6
The scene cuts to Capaci's office where Shawn Stevens is giving hell to the POW owner.
Stevens: I'm sick and tired of having these assholes cheap shot me from behind! Felon wants a match in a cage? Then give it to him! If it's the only way I can get a straight up fight, then so be it! That's what I want!
Capaci: Shawn, I understand your pain and I feel sorry for your situation. But geez, think about it from a business prospective. You want me to put a cage match between Shawn Stevens, the POW Midwest Heavyweight Champion against Midnight Felon, one half of the Tag Team Champions on free per view? Are you out of your mind?
Stevens: Damn the ratings! It's my health. It's my pride.
Capaci: With all due respect, Shawn. It's your paycheck. It's my bottom line. That's my top concern. You're health and future career is a secondary issue.
Stevens: Let's compromise. Give me the cage. But don't make it a title match. If he wins, he can have a title match....whenever. His choice.
Capaci: I don't know, Shawn. A cage match. That's....a pretty big draw.
Stevens: You just had your Valor Champion go through a flaming table for God's sake!
Tito sits back in his chair and looks at Stevens who wants this cage match to happen badly. Capaci rubs his chin and thinks for a second. He finally throws his hands in the air and gives in.
Capaci: Fine. Non-title. Cage. Next week. First man to climb out of the cage or bust through the door wins. I swear, I'm getting soft.
Stevens: Thank you, Mr. Capaci. You won't be disappointed.
Capaci: I doubt that.
Stevens leaves and the camera focuses on Capaci not happy with the decision he has made.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:07:35 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:07:50 GMT -6
As the show comes back from commercial, the camera pans the crowd before settling on Almanti and Pilgrim at the announcer's table.
Pilgrim: Folks, welcome back to Power On Wrestling's "The Road to Spring Breakage." And I'm here to tell you, the road just got a lot faster.
Almanti: No speed limit anymore, Alex. Five of the matches for SuperMania III have been laid out and there is no doubt that SuperMania will be an absolutely amazing night.
Pilgrim: Murderous Intent versus The Wrecking Squad. Stevens versus Hunter. And how about Flying Diamond Cutter Man versus the bossman, Tito Capaci!
Almanti: This is a global promotion's card in terms of caliber. But I know three guys that are going to try to fight their way on the SuperMania card as well. Those guys are our next match.
"I Stand Alone" begins to play and the lights dim as a strobe light pours over the entrance area. The curtains part and the fans begin to boo as Josh Eagles makes his way onto the entrance landing with a smug and confident look on his face. Josh merley walks to the ring paying no mind to any of the fans, he then slides under the ropes and walks around staring into the crowd and laughing to himself as he awaits the start of the match.
Announcer: The following contest is a triple threat match! Making his way first to the ring, from Belleville, Ontario, Canada... weighing in at 185 pounds... he is the Returning Legend... JOSH EEEEEEEEEEEEEAGLEEEEEEEES!
Pilgrim: Eagles looks confident going into the match, but he will have to face off against two of wrestling's most gifted athletes.
Almanti: You mean one gifted athlete, one soda drinking freak!
“Bad to the Bone” cut's Godsmack off and almost immediately, Flap Flanagan and Alf make their way out to the ring. The crowd shower the duo with cheers as Alf shakes a couple of cans of Dr. Pepper and pulls the pin off, spraying the shooting carbonated beverage into the fans faces. Eagles stands in the ring, getting frustrated that Flap is taking his time.
Announcer: And introducing his opponent... from Flappyville, Flantario... weighing in at 155 pounds... accompanied to the ring by his manager Alf... he is the Flanchise Player... FLAP FLANAGAAAAAAAAAN!
Flap finally rolls into the ring, where Eagles immediately drives a knee into Flap's stomach. Flap shudders in agony as Eagles continues to work on the side of the ribs, thrusting knee after knee after knee into Flap. Alf cries for Flap to get up.
Almanti: Josh Eagles has enough of Flap's crap!
Pilgrim: You said it! This is all about strategy. If Eagles can take Flap out now, then he only has to worry about Reck Maverick, who has yet to make his appearance.
“Kryptonie” hits the PA system and the crowd scream. Eagles realizes that he has very little time left, so he whips Flap into the ropes, catching him off the rebound with a running forearm. Josh props himself up after the takedown and rests on his knees, waiting for Reck Maverick to come out.
Pilgrim: Where is Reck Maverick?
Almanti: I have no idea- ouch!
Almanti is cut off by a masked ninja hopping from the guard rail onto the table. It's Reck Maverick, he's snuck behind Eagles! Eagles is still looking at the stage, waiting for Maverick to show, but he doesn't realize that the Atomic Ninja has slid into the ring behind him. Maverick hops onto the turnbuckle and crouches. Quickly, Manny Salazar calls for the opening bell!
ding-ding
Josh Eagles vs. Flap Flanagan vs. Reck Maverick
Almanti: Josh Eagles doesn't realize that Reck Maverick is in the ring!
Eagles gets back to his feet and goes to look for Flap Flanagan, who has rolled himself to safety. Eagles turns his body to find Flap but then looks up... he is stunned to see a flying Reck Maverick, who slams into his chest and drives him to the mat with a flying crossbody. Maverick bounces off Eagles and slides back, crouching with his left hand resting on the mat in front of him, posing like a ninja. Eagles shakes the attack off and looks to find Maverick. Eagles charges at Maverick, trying for a clothesline but Maverick ducks the attack and barrel rolls to the other side of the ring. Eagles slows himself using the ropes and slams his foot on the mat.
Pilgrim: Eagles is getting angry.
Almanti: He needs to chill if he wants to win here.
Eagles goes for another attack but Maverick again rolls out of the way. Eagles is hot on his heels and grabs Maverick from behind, hoping to finally catch him, but Maverick rolls the wrist around and hooks in a standing armbar. Eagles doesn't give it time to lock in and flips his body over, trying to wrench Maverick's arm. Maverick has it scouted and front flips out of the hold. Eagles extects him to do the same move so prepares to flip again but Maverick catches him off guard and lands a powerful kick to the face.
Almanti: Wow!
Pilgrim: Did you hear the impact of that kick?
Almanti: Eagles' nose could be broken!
Eagles staggers back into Flap Flanagan, who rolls him up for the pin.
1... 2... Maverick breaks the pin. Flap gets back to his feet and slaps Maverick across the chest. Maverick's clothing helps block the full force of the attack. Maverick throws a slap of his own, the impact echoing all over the arena, making the crowd whince along with the sound. Flap stamps his feet as he fights the pain. He manages to control the flow of the pain but not for long as Maverick hits another slap, then another, then another.
Pilgrim: Look at the colour of Flap's chest! It's beat red!
Flap cannot take much more, Maverick stops the slaps and grabs Flap's arm, pulling him into the ropes. Flap bounces off the ring ropes and runs right into Maverick's attack. Maverick hoists Flap up onto his shoulders and looks at the fans for a few moments.
Almanti: What's Reck Maverick going for here?
Maverick stamps his feet to get the crowd pumping, then spins around in a circle, Flap screaming as the g-forces make him feel so dizzy. Eventually, Maverick stops spinning and finds it hard to maintain his balance. Eagles is back up and comes charging forward, leaping into Maverick's chest, sending both superstars flying backwards. Flap rolls off Maverick in a botched Samoan Drop and rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring.
Pilgrim: Flap's out! It's just between Maverick and Eagles now!
Eagles jumps back to his feet and hammers away at Reck's face, using a flurry of combinations from kicking to punching to choking. Eagles is not giving Maverick any chance to recouperate. Eagles pulls himself off Maverick and grabs his leg, pulling the ninja into the centre of the ring. He races to the ropes and leaps onto the second rope. Springboarding off, he flips backwards, landing perfectly on Maverick with a lionsault.
Almanti: A perfect display of aerial expertise there from the Returning Legend!
Pilgrim: But don't count the Atomic Ninja out just yet, and we still have Flap Flanagan in the mix, when he can stop being sick.
Flap is sure enough throwing up, all the cans of Dr. Pepper he consumed before the match was now being brought up in one furious stream of brown liquid. Alf holds him up as Flap continues to vomit.
Almanti: That is disgusting.
Pilgrim: How much do you think Flap's thrown up so far?
Almanti: I have no idea, Pilgrim, but by the looks of it I'd say it has to be at least 40 dollars worth and counting!
Eagles has taken full control of the match, wearing down Maverick with a snap suplex. He holds on and pulls his body around, wrapping his arm around Maverick's neck and applying a sleeper hold. Maverick gasps for breath as Eagles demands that he tap out. The referee is by Maverick's face, pointing to him.
Eagles: ASK HIM!
Almanti: Josh Eagles looks demented!
Pilgrim: He's desperate to prove a point here, he wants to beat Maverick and Flap Flanagan. He wants to prove that he is in fact the Legend of this business, but he's going against two of the best.
Almanti: If being the best means that you vomit Dr. Pepper all over the ring, then I'd rather be Scotty Too Hotty.
Maverick is trying to stir, he's shaking his arms. Eagles has no choice but to stand up. Still gripping Maverick, the two are on their feet. Maverick elbows Eagles in the stomach. And again... and again! Eagles relinquishes the hold, allowing Maverick to jump up and hit a spinning heel kick. Eagles falls back face first onto the second rope, using it as a prop. Flap is on his feet and sees Eagles. The schock of having him right in Flap's face causes Flap to hurl Dr. Pepper from his stomach into Eagles' face.
Pilgrim: OH MY GOD!
Almanti: That's disgusting!
Eagles scrambles backwards, wiping as much of it away as possible. The crowd are also feeling sick as they cannot believe what they are seeing. Eagles is now in Maverick's path. Maverick grabs Eagles and hoists him up.
Pilgrim: THE NINJETTI-PLEX!
Almanti: This could be it right here!
Maverick sets in the pin as Salazar drops down to administer the pinfall count.
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THR-NOO!!!!
Flap Flanagan flies in from the top turnbuckle with an elbow drop to the back of the neck on Reck. Reck flops over grabbing the back of his neck. Flap gets to his feet and starts giving some stomps to Maverick. Eagles finally rolls to the ropes where he helps himself up. Flap charges at Eagles, but Josh hits a drop toe that sends Flap flying face first into the middle turnbuckle.
Pilgrim: Just seconds ago, Eagles was about to be pinned and now he's in control of the match.
Almanti: Never give up on your dreams, kids. Just cheat and make it happen.
Pilgrim: That's not a very good message.
Almanti: Hey, we aren't breeding pansies here in POW. We're breeding winners, damn it!
Eagles takes Reck and sets him up in the corner. He delivers some nasty knife edge chops to the chest. He grabs Flap by the throat and with a two hand toss around the neck, he airlifts Flap and tosses him over half the distance of the ring!
Pilgrim: That is the serious disadvantage of being under 160 pounds.
Almanti: Imagine how far he could have been tossed if he didn't have those damn Dumbo ears working the wind resistance for him though!
Maverick gets back to his feet and charges at Josh. Josh turns around, but not quite in time as Reck Maverick lands a nasty clothesline that sends Eagles to the mat. He stomps on the shoulder of Eagles a few times before lifting him to his feet. He slingshots Eagles into the ropes, but Eagles grabs the ropes and holds on. Maverick ducks down, expecting a back body drop with the incoming Eagles, but he ain't coming. Suddenly, Flap appears on the scene and hits a massive swinging neck breaker on Maverick. Flap points at Eagles and then points to the top rope. Eagles nods and starts his ascent.
Pilgrim: What? Are Eagles and Flanagan working together?
Almanti: Think this would piss off Reck Maverick? Flap, his half brother screwing him over in favor of his arch enemy? The super villian, Josh Eagles?
Eagles gets to the top, overlooks Maverick and nails a huge swanton bomb from the top rope! Salazar comes in for the count and Flanagan drops down and counts along with Salazar!
1.....
Pilgrim: What? No Save from Flap?
2......
Almanti: It's a glorious coup for Eagles!
3!!!!!!!!!
Eagles and Flap both stand up and give each other a high five. Eagles laughs as his music hits again. He gives a pat on the back to Flap before sliding out of the ring. Flap chops his groin area to Maverick before turning around the crowd.
Pilgrim: I can't believe it. This won't make Maverick happy at all.
Almanti: It's a dog-eat dog world out there and right now, Reck Maverick is wearing milkbone underwear.
Flap continues to play to the crowd which is now booing him. Flap and Alf crash a few Dr. Peppers together and start to gurgle them down. But before Flap can get finished with his, Reck is back up and drives a huge knee into Flap's back. Reck hops out of the ring and grabs a Dr. Pepper from the cooler. He gives a hard crescent kick to Alf, sending the furry creature flying into the guard rail. With Dr. Pepper in hand, Maverick slides back into the ring.
Pilgrim: This could get bad for Mr. Flanagan in a hurry.
Almanti: Hey, he was just looking out for number one!
Maverick hits some hard elbows into Flap back him up into the ropes. He then Irish whips him to the opposite ropes and when Flap returns on the pass, Maverick hits a hard heel palm strike, Dr. Pepper first. The can explodes on Flap's head, laying the Flappster out. Maverick shakes his head, drops what left of the can and exits the ring.
Pilgrim: Obviously, Reck Maverick is not a happy camper. This should provide some interesting fireworks.
Almanti: Absolutely. As if Maverick didn't have enough to worry about with his best of five with Eagles, now he has to be watching over his shoulder because of Flap Flanagan.
Pilgrim: Whatever happened to blood being thicker than water?
Almanti: They're half brother's. Maybe it's not quite as dense. I don't know.
Pilgrim: It is definitely going to be interesting to see what all goes down because of this latest broo-ha-ha. But we are scheduled for another major announcement from the bossman, Tito Capaci.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:08:19 GMT -6
The Godfather theme begins to play throughout the arena as the screen inside the Ameristar Casino's Star Pavilion begins to show career highlights of "The Sicilian Badass." Tito Capaci steps to the top of the ramp with a huge grin and a microphone. He pauses to soak in the mixture of boos and cheers pouring in from the crowd. His cocky stride takes him down to the ring as he walks up the steel steps and through the ropes. He goes straight to the center of the ring and rubs his mouth and chin before bringing the microphone to his lips.
Tito: It has been brought to my attention that a certain individual by the name of Teddy Davis has been badmouthing both Power On Wrestling and me. Now, those of you who know me or at the very least know of me, were probably thinking to yourself, "Tito isn't going to take that lying down." I hate to disappoint you all....and I won't.
The crowd gives a big cheer for Capaci's brass...yeah, the kind in the groin area.
Tito: I may be mistaken, but I think Teddy Bear has his timeline a little backwards. You see, he claims that I just can't get his promotion out of my mind. That I keep bringing it up out of the blue.
Capaci stops, puts an index finger to his mouth and looks up as in deep thought.
Capaci: But wait! Actually, Teddy Davis mentioned us first. Yes, yes, that's right. The first time either of us mentioned the other was April 21, when he said that we attempted to recreate the Universal Wrestling League but lacked a "key ingredient." He went on to mention himself as the key ingredient. FUH-GET ABOUT IT!!! I'm sorry, but we don't want the ingredient of "suck-atash" or "whiny-ass-I-win-belts-in-my-own-promotions-souffle." How'd you like that crap? I used a French word just for the French Canadians.
The crowd gives a big cheer. Middle America is pro-America, therefor it's perfectly fine to make fun of every other country in the world.
Capaci: But anyway, back to point. His comment was made on April 21. Because he no longer really has an important voice in the wrestling community anymore, it was two full days before I heard about it. On April 23, I addressed this comment. That was the first I said anything about Teddy Davis or his so-called home promotion. I'm still not sure what they promote. Amazingly enough, however, it took Teddy Bear less than one full day to not only hear what I had to say but to prepare a statement.
Capaci chuckles to himself.
Capaci: And that only goes to show the difference between him and myself. It takes damn near three days for me to hear about what Teddy Bear has to say because, quite frankly, nobody listens anymore. But when I speak...in less than one rotation of the Earth on its axis later, there's a not-so-well-reasoned retort on the other end. Quite frankly, the balance of power has shifted in this industry. Teddy Davis- no doubt, a huge name of yesteryear. Tito Capaci- the biggest damn name in the business today.
The crowd cheers Capaci on. Capaci could Capaci could desecrate a shrine to George Brett right now and still be cheered by the fans in Kansas City.
Capaci: But I, being a student of history, and let's face it, that's exactly what Teddy Davis and whatever the hell he's calling his home promotion nowadays is- history, understand the importance of what he has accomplished over the years of this industry. And despite the apparent war of words, I want to show my appreciation of the great advances that Teddy Davis has given to our industry.
The crowd boos, but Capaci puts his hand in the air to silence the crowd. They're putty in his hands at this point and they do as they are told.
Capaci: So in honor of Teddy Davis and his long history of service to this industry, Power On Wrestling is going to have the best damn puroresu wrestling match in the history of the by-God North American continent.
Again, the crowd boos, but Capaci raises his hands and they stop booing.
Capaci: We already have in line for SuperMania III two of the most dynamic and well-known wrestlers in all of the Far East. They're coming to POW at SuperMania and they will put on one hell of a show. Now, I will not tell you the names of these individuals but they have engrossed the people in their native lands. They love shoots and often get into fantastic matches. They hate each other with a vengeance and have wrestled many times. In fact, never in their history have they met each other without both of these great Oriental fighters leaving with a pair of black eyes. They are like caged animals when they know they get a chance to get at one another and I know they can't wait to get their paws on one another right here in the United States!
The crowd goes nuts. They're actually pumped about a puro style match.
Capaci: And again, I'm dedicating this match to the memory of Teddy Davis. You heard me right, not the honor but the memory of Teddy Bear. And the very fact that I'm putting on this great event in his memory, a man that I truly for whatever reason don't get along with should tell you one thing. With me, it's nothing personal. It's strictly business.
The crowd cheers as the Godfather Theme begins to play over the PA system. Capaci sticks the microphone in his jacket pocket and starts to leave the ring.
Pilgrim: Wow. I'm not real sure what to say.
Almanti: This will have an interesting wave of recourse throughout the industry. To some, Teddy Davis can do no wrong. To others, his backstage politicking has been the bane of many wrestler's existence. I'm not sure how this is going to play out with the media or the bloggers or the fans. We can just sit and wait and watch.
Pilgrim: Well the fans in Kansas City seem to be behind Capaci and POW all the way.
Almanti: Of course, and I think you'll find that is the case all over this country. The feeling in Canada? Well, that may be different. But screw it, we're Americans. GO POW! GO MR. CAPACI!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:08:35 GMT -6
Pilgrim: Now the evening heats up as Murderous Entertainment member, Night, takes on POW vet Rich Morrison.
Almanti: Rich is a talented wrestler, But Night my god what a huge man.
This one should be interesting, but not going to lie, we all know Murderous Entertainment goes the extra mile!
P.A: Are You Ready For Your Close Ups?
Lights, Camera, Action by Mr Cheeks kicks in on the speaker system as the lights go out. Blue lighting surrounds the entrance area as a hooded Night walks with his back turned to the crowd. His two hands in the air posing. He turns around lifting the hood over as the lights come on. He walks down to the ramp taunting some of the fans along the way before stepping over the ropes into the ring.
Pilgrim: There is Night, Winner of the AAA Medalon.
Almanti: He sure is, he could cash that in TONIGHT! Well maybe not tonight but on any card he so wants!
"Americas Most Hated" by Kevin Federline begins to play over the
speakers in the POW arena. The building goes dark and a single light is shown at the entryway. Out of the curtain, "New Money" Rich Morrison appears. The crowd is booing loudly as Rich arrogantly walks to the ring. Every footstep corresponds to a beat in his themesong. He slowly slides into the ring. He gets on the middle rope and throws his arms above his head. He steps down from the turnbuckle and "runs the ropes" for a bit. He finally stops, looks into the camera and grins a cocky, toothy grin. Morrison means business tonight folks!
Pilgrim: And there goes the one time POW Heavyweight Contender!
Almanti: Dont let him hear ya say that because he believes for damn sure he is still THE Contender!
Manny Salazar calls for the opening bell!
ding-ding
Rich Morrison vs. Night
Pilgrim: The Ref Calls for the bell and we are underway!
Morrison leads in with a drop kick to Nights knee. The Big man wobbles a little as Morrison is quick and trying to stay on the attack, chop blocking night to the ground. Morrison now with the big man on his knees delivers a quick drop kick to nights chest sending night crashing to the mat.
Almanti: And Morrison has the quick advantage as he raises his arms in the air getting his own aproval for a job well done!
Pilgrim: But this could be a mistake, you cant take too long in the ring when your facing a giant like Night!
Morrison now wanting to turn his attention back on Night, goes of the ropes and is coming in for a huge right hand when Night counters sending a huge forearm into Morrison's mid section. Night from his knees quickly fireman carries Morrison , sending his crashing to the mat. The Big man makes it to his feet measuring Morrison. Morrison finaly gets up and as he gets to his feet Night lifts him tossing him into the corner!
Pilgrim: This is what size can do for ya.
Almanti: And now with those dominatins knees to the midsection, Night might have this one firmly in control!
Night now in controll as he rams Morrisons head into that top turnbuckle over and over again. The finaly time Night delivers a reverse DDT leaving morrison rolling in pain on the mat. Night now taunts the crowd getting focus on the crowd with his hands.
Almanti: Always a plan behind Murderous Entertainment. Night will one day being doing that same pose over a POW Champion!
Pilgrim: Rich Morrison isnt out of this match yet. He has done battle with some of POW Greats including the Champion!
Night lifting Morrison to his feet, An Irish Whip into the ropes, As Morrison comes shooting off he slides under Night, The Ref lost in the action doesnt see but Morrison delivers a straight shot to Nights personal area. This low blow sends the big man stumbling towards the ropes as Morrison hops back up drop kicking Nights back sending him to the outside of the ring.
Pilgrim: Morrison wasting no time, jumps to the top rope
Almanti: My God Morrison just crashed into Night from the top rope.
Both men are not moving.
The Ref starts the count as Morrison gets to his feet and breaks the count up. He then rolls right back to the outside. Morrison begins an assault on night, throwing rights and lefts. Night battles back with rights of his own. Pretty soon the power and size of Night just overwhelms Morrison and with one quick move Night knees Morrison in the midsection and delivers a fall away slam sending Morrison into the steel barricade. Night slowly enters the ring to break the count and he waits for Morrison.
Almanti: The Tables have turned again.
Pilgrim: Night is now just waiting for Morrison as the ref counts.
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Morrison gets to his feet and stumbles over to the apron, trying to climb in the ring but met with a Night boot sending him back to the outside, the ref has to start the count over.
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Pilgrim: It seems Night would be find winning this one by countout!
Almanti: A Win is a win!
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Morrison rolls in and Night starts to stomp away. Night pulls Morrison up to his feet and goes for an reverse vertical suplex, but Morrison latches on to the neck and drops down hitting his Queens Cutter! Morrison is hurt in the process, but manages to get one arm across the chest of Night! Salazar slides into position!
1......
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3!!!!!!!
Pilgrim: What a match! And Morrison has shown he is still very much a major player for the belts in this company!
Almanti: Ya think? He's a freaking legend!
After the excellent quality of the match, Benjamin Payne walks candidly out from the curtain, the music cutting off quickly. Rich Morrison, exhausted from his in-ring battle, stands cautiously, supporting himself on one of the turnbuckles.
Payne: Finally...
The crowd sees Payne on the stage and begin to boo. They don't know this guy but they prefer Morrison.
Pilgrim: He finally makes his presence known!
Payne: After so long... I finally track down the one, the only, Rich Morrison.
Almanti: What is this guys problem?
Pilgrim: Nobody knows, Almanti. All we know of this guy is that his name is Benjamin Payne, and he hates Rich Morrison.
Almanti: I remember seeing that video on the website not to long ago. It depicted a wrestler, but Payne is clearly NOT a wrestler!
Pilgrim: Got it in one!
Payne is now at the apron, pausing from his march to look at Morrison up and near the ropes, looking directly at Payne.
Almanti: Look at Payne just stop in his tracks.
Pilgrim: You are telling me! He's just a coward.
The crowd are still booing, thinking of chants to throw at Benjamin. He observes the taunts, smiling confidently as he pulls the microphone upwards.
Payne: You people are deluded, do you know that?
The heat increases, the arena building in mass as they slam Payne's comment into the ground. Morrison smiles and waves his hand up, telling the crowd to keep going. Payne begins to shout, just so people can hear.
Payne: Rich Morrison is nothing more than a liar and a cheat! And he ruins peoples lives, oh, but you people don't know about that do you? No, you just see Rich as he wants you to.
Payne points angrily at Morrison who at this point has called for a microphone of his own. He paces the ring when it microphone is handed to him and raises his arm, pointing at Payne's general direction.
Morrison: Now I don't know who you are, and to be perfectly honest, I couldn't give a rat's ass.
The crowd erupt as Payne's face begins to turn red.
Morrison: You play you're little videos, trying to get my attention, making people talk, trying to get me on edge when all you've really done is just pissed me off.
Payne shakes his head and coughs out a couple of laughs.
Payne: You honestly have no idea who I am do you? Well lemme just remind you.
Morrison: MPW is dead man just get-
Payne: THIS ISN'T ABOUT MORE POWER WRESTLING, RICH!
Payne screams, cutting Morrison off. He looks slightly surprised, as well as the crowd, who thought it actually was solely to do with MPW.
Pilgrim: Not about MPW?
Almanti: Hey, you remember when there was a rumor that James Hewitt was going to be a General Manager?
Pilgrim: Thanks for reminding me. That was the night I cried to sleep.
Payne: This is about Legacy... Wrestling... Entertainment...
The crowd begin to stir, some remembering LWE from Rich Morrison himself.
Almanti: LWE? Morrison's old company?
Pilgrim: It should also be familiar when Morrison was competing there. He even became the LWE Champion. The owner Rob Matthews was his closest friend.
Almanti: So what does Payne have to do with it?
Payne: You see, earlier this year, you re-opened the LWE with Rob Matthews and hired several superstars, a few that I see here in the POW. But, as you can tell I am not a wrestler. I was on the staff though, Rich. Do you remember me now?
Morrison shakes his head, still unsure as to who Payne is.
Payne: You're right, you probably won't remember my real name. I went under a different moniker. How does Xander Jaydon Amedeus sound?
The crowd look stunned as they finally get it. Morrison blinks twice to double check. Payne points at Rich again as Morrison finally sees it.
Payne: That's right, Rich. You remember now. I was hired to help the main staff, you and Rob deserted me and vanished without a trace, and the superstars came to ME for their money! The arena that was hired for the show, I had to pay for the damn venue as it was too late to cancel! I lost my house, my wife left me, I have nothing now, Rich! All because of you!
Almanti: Oh my God.
Pilgrim: Can this be true?
Payne: And all I have left now Rich Morrison, you son-of-a-bitch, is the desire, the craving, the need, to watch you lie face down in a pool of your own blood!
Morrison: Well quit your talking and try it.
The crowd cheer as they are desperate to see Payne get his ass kicked. Payne laughs at Morrison maniacally.
Payne: That's exactly why I'm out here, Rich. I'm here to challenge you to a match at SuperMania Three! It will be Rich Morrison, the man who has it all, against a superstar of my own personal choice.
Morrison stares at Payne as the crowd chant.
Crowd: Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Pilgrim: Listen to the fans!
Almanti: Rich Morrison is stepping into unknown territory here.
Pilgrim: With rumors being that it could be either Kyle Neverwinter of Kailus Holmes, will it be right?
Payne: You want me to bring him out?
Morrison: That's what I said.
Payne: Don't worry... you'll see him very soon.
Payne turns around and laughs, leaving Morrison with enough time to lean quickly through the ropes and grab the back of Payne's collar. The arena is deafening as the sounds of cheers are everywhere. Payne gargles and panics, slapping Rich's arms in a vein bid to release himself.
Almanti: GO FOR IT, MORRISON!
Pilgrim: Payne's in for a world of hurt.
Morrison pulls Payne upward, eventually getting him on the apron. Morrison has a firm grip now and hoists Payne over the top rope, catapulting him into the ring.
Pilgrim: Payne's going to feel a world of now!
As Morrison turns around to continue his assault of Payne, a hooded man charges at him, slamming him to the mat with a thunderous tackle. Rich's upper body is snapped back, burying itself in the unforgiving canvas.
Almanti: Now what?
Pilgrim: Who could this be? Is this Payne's wrestler he was talking about?
Payne returns to his feet, pulling the creases out of his shirt and readjusting his tie. He points at the hooded man to finish Morrison off. The hooded man responds, dropping into a squatting position, very similar to The Rock as he prepared for the Rock Bottom. Morrison stirs, the crowd begging for Morrison to get out of the ring. Payne screams at the man to attack. The hooded man finally obeys, catching a dazed Morrison as he gets up. He wraps his arms into a style similar to the Rock Bottom. The man leaps forward, crashing down to the mat and locking in a submission move on Rich's neck.
Pilgrim: That looks like the Anaconda Vice.
Almanti: Who is this guy?
Payne is now over Rich's dark red face. He gags as Payne screams at him.
Payne: ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOU TO THE MAN WHO WILL BE FACING YOU AT SUPERMANIA THREE!
The man releases the hold and stands up, quickly pulling his hood back.
Almanti: It is!
Pilgrim: The POW Rumors were correct! It is in fact Kailus Holmes!
The crowd are torn apart, Kailus screams at the crowd, his eyes wide. He calms down and begins to stalk Morrison once again. Payne pulls Morrison up to his feet, struggling in the process. Holmes kicks Morrison in the chest and catches the neck, dropping him down with a Stunner.
Almanti: The Whiplash Effect!
Pilgrim: That's enough now you two!
Payne hovers above Rich Morrison's lifeless body.
Payne: His name is Kailus... Holmes!
“Bodies” by Drowning Pool plays as Payne and Holmes stand with their arms raised, the POW cutting to a commercial.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:10:25 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:10:45 GMT -6
The scene opens up backstage with Lance Erikson and Big Ci getting pumped up for their upcoming match. Lance Erikson adjusts his boots while Big Ci fixes his elbow pad's placement.
Lance Erikson: Sounds like we're almost up. Let's get our asses in gear.
Big Ci: OH YEAH! I'm ready for this one. Come on Lance! Get excited.
Lance Erikson: (expressionless) I am excited. We get to kick Murderous Entertainment's asses all over Kansas City tonight. But still, Night's going to be a problem.
Big Ci: Even if he shows up, don't worry about it.
Lance Erikson: What aren't you telling me? Is this about the mystery fourth member? Because I'm starting to believe he doesn't exist.
Big Ci: Don't worry, he's as real as you and I. AND he's got one of the best records in POW. We've got another heavy hitter.
Lance Erikson: After you and I of course.
Big Ci: Damn right!
Lance Erikson: Alright, let's get going. We've got to meet Shawn still.
Lance and Ci exit the locker room, heading toward Steven's locker room for some last minute in-ring strategy.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:11:02 GMT -6
Tony Almanti: Holy Hell!
Alex Pilgrim: What's up?
Tony Almanti: You realize we're already headed to Supermania?
Alex Pilgrim: Yeah, that's why it's called the Road to Supermania. Cause we're on our way to Supermania...
The lights go dark in the arena. The stage area turns to a gold color. Mr. Showtime comes out from behind the curtains. He points out to the crowd as they begins to boo. He smirks and heads down to the middle of the ramp stopping at the end of it.He turns and walks to the ramp and makes his way up it. He turns about and points to the people to the crowd. After he slips through the second and third rope. He raises his arms and walks ot the middle. Then he jumps to the turnbuckle and pose for the crowd getting them wild up.He pulls off his shirt and toss it into the crowd.
Richard Huff: OUr first competitor tonight, hailing from Anaheim California. Weighing in at 234 lbs...MR. SHOWTIMEEEEEEE!!!!!
The lights go dim as the introduction to “YYZ” begins to play. As the guitar kicks in, red and gold lights flood the arena as a small army of scantily clad women appears from behind the curtain. Two of them roll out an impossibly long red carpet down the aisle. Because there is no pyro in POW, one woman stands on either side of the entryway holding up a small sparkler. FDCM now finally strolls through the curtain, basking in the imaginary glow of the crowd’s approval and what he clearly perceives to be a MASSIVE pyrotechnics display. He cockily adjusts his sunglasses and polishes the UWL world title belt, then puts an arm around each girl as they stroll down the red carpet together, both women still waving the sparklers around. As they reach the ringside area, FDCM walks alone up the steel stairs as the first two women who had been rolling out the carpet now hold open the ropes for him to step through. He spins in the center of the ring with three bright white spotlights focused entirely on him, while holding up the “Diamond Cutter” hand signal, then comes to a stop with his arms outstretched, welcoming what he imagines as the DEAFENING cheers of the crowd as his championship sparkles as bright as his ego.
Richard Huff: And his partner, THE REAL WORLD CHAMPION!!! FLYING DIAMOND CUTTER MAN!!!
The crowd boos for the pair as they give each other a high five and turn to face the entrance ramp.
Tony Almanti: Well, maybe their opponents will get a better reception.
Life, Birth, Blood, Doom by Black Label Society kicks up over the PA. Lestat charges out onto the stage, arms held high above his head. He turns, letting the entire crowd see him who cheer, halfheartedly. Lestat lowers his arms and walks slowly down the entrance ramp, eyes locked on Mr. Showtime. Lestat stops just short of the ring apron, not taking his eyes off of Showtime.
Richard Huff: And our first persona on the second team, weighing in at 210 pounds, ALSO from Anaheim...He'll suck your blood dry, LESTAT!!!
The arena goes dark, and suddenly Adema's "The Way You Like It" begins. As the lights flicker back on, Kaleb Shadix is already emerging from the back. At the top of the ramp, he smirks and then begins walking down the ramp. The lights go out, and then come back on repeatedly as Kaleb makes his way down the ramp, only catching mere glimpses of him. As the lights continue flashing on and off, Kaleb finally makes his way towards the ring. He leaps up onto the ring apron and then steps through the middle and top ring ropes. Now, climbing the corner and standing on the second rope he glances about the audience, all the while the lights are continuing their alternation. He flips a quick bird towards the hissing crowd before getting down from the second rope and pacing around the ring as his theme dies down and Lestat enters the ring, standing next to him.
Richard Huff: And our obligatory last entrant, the TELEVISION CHAMPION!!! KALEB SHADIX!!!!
Mr. Showtime and Flying Diamond Cutter Man vs. Lestat and Kaleb Shadix
Tanner Dutton calls for the bell as Mr. Showtime and Lestat exit the ring compliantly, leaving FDCM and Kaleb Shadix go into a staredown. Flying Diamond Cutter Dude quickly locks up Shadix by his collar and elbow, surprising Shadix. FDCM laughs while the crowd boos for a second before he leaps up and nails Shadix with a close range dropkick to the chest, sending him back into the ropes. Shadix takes the opportunity and rebounds off the ropes. He jumps over a FDCM on the ground and bounces off the opposite side. Shadix runs back toward FDCM who tries to hit one of his out-of-nowhere-doamond-cutters, but Shadix shrugs him off and drops a quick elbow. FDCM rolls out of the way of the forward elbow drop and leaps back up to his feet. Shadix also gets quickly back up to his feet and walks arrogantly toward FDCM. FDCM raises an eyebrow and starts laughing at Shadix again, mocking the TV Champ. Shadix rears back and slaps the taste out of FDCM's mouth, spinning him around while flipping him off. FDCM spins completely around with the slap and comes back around, driving a roaring elbow into Shadix's face. Shadix drops to the mat and rolls toward his corner. He leaps back to his feet and tags in Lestat while angrily holding onto his jaw.
Alex Pilgrim: Wow, Diamond Cutter Man may be cocky, but he damn sure put Shadix in his place there.
Tony Almanti: Shadix tried to make FDCM his bitch there, but Flying Diamond Cutter Man showed him how HE treats his bitches, ha-HA!!!
FDCM looks over at Lestat who is entering the ring with a smirk. Lestat looks at FDCM with disgust as he ducks under a tie-up attempt from FDCM and clobbers him hard with a stiff right. He hits him again, and then FDCM returns fire, with a shot of his own. Soon enough, the two are trading blows and finally, Lestat is able to block a shot from FDCM before locking in the bearhug and tossing his opoponent over his shoulders in a nice example of a suplex. FDCM rolls forward from the release suplex and turns around to face Lestat only to be met with another belly to belly suplex, this time landing hard on his back. FDCM rolls to the turnbuckle and pulls himself up. Lestat times it perfectly and charges FDCM, nailing him with a turnbuckle clothesline. FDCM falls forward out of the corner and rolls over to his back. Mr. Showtime is halfway in the ring, begging for the tag while Lestat hops up to the middle rope and tries to hit FDCM with a moonsault. FDCM barely rolls out of the way while Lestat crashes to the mat and raises to his knees, clutching his midsection. FDCM finally is able to make it over to Mr. Showtime who is by now SCREAMING at FDCM to get into the ring to face the man he hates while Lestat manages to make it to his feet. Mr. Showtime vaults into the ring to get to Lestat, but Lestat waves him off and tags in his partner, Shadix.
Tony Almanti: Looks like Lestat wants no truck with Mr. Showtime right now.
Alex Pilgrim: OH! Mr. Showtime is trying to get to Lestat, but Shadix won't let him!
Mr. Showtime tries to get past Shadix, but Kaleb won't let him and drops Showtime with a clothesline. Mr. Showtime quickly gets back to his feet and Kaleb pushes him into his own corner while FDCM hops down from the apron with his hands behind his back. Shadix yells at FDCM to make the tag, but FDCM looks at his own arms and then with a look of surprise, pulls out both his hands, sporting little plastic birdies on his middle fingers, flipping off Shadix with his own taunt. Shadix turns red with anger and Mr. Showtime pushes him off of him, down to the mat. He tries to drop a knee to Shadix's groin, but Shadix rolls backward, back up to his feet and before Showtime can react, he hops up onto Showtime's knee with one foot and lifts himself up, nailing Showtime with a hard shin. Lestat reaches his hand forward into the ring and calls out to Shadix. Shadix obliges and tags in his partner, Lestat while Showtime is still down. Lestat leaps into the ring and quickly covers Showtime while Manny Salazar goes to count the pin.
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FLYING DIAMOND CUTTER MAN INTERFERES WITH THE COUNT!!!
Alex Pilgrim: Look at that! He didn't want anything to do with Showtime until Shadix did the dirty work for him!
Tony Almanti: Heh, smart man, that one!
Flying Diamond Cutter Man raises his hands and obligingly exits the ring, back to his corner facing the entrance ramp. Lestat grabs onto Showtime and pulls him back to his feet in front of him while Manny Salazar restores order. Before Lestat has a chance to do anything, Showtime grabs onto Lestat's head and leaps, driving him down into the mat with The Fallen. Showtime then plays to the crowd who is booing incessantly while he takes his place in the corner, setting up for the end. Shadix goes to enter the ring, but instead notices Nick Pickle$ walking down the rampway with his arms outstretched. Shadix hops down from the ring and makes a beeline to Pickle$ while FDCM lets his Diamond Cutter Girls toy with his face and chest while he watches Showtime watching Lestat getting to his knees. Lestat gets back to his feet and Showtime shuffles out of the corner, catching Lestat with the Season Ender just as he turns around. He covers Lestat for the count.
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3!!!
Alex Pilgrim: If Pickle$ hadn't come down, this wouldn't nearly be over!
Tony Almanti: Look at Shadix!
Nick Pickle$ and Kaleb shadix exchange heated words while Showtime celebrates in the ring with FDCM and the Diamond Cutter Girls. King Cobra, out of nowhere, sprints down the entrance ramp and nails Nick Pickle$ from behind. Pickle$ tumbles down the ramp, and by the time he gets back to his feet, Shadix and King Cobra are going at it hammer and tongs. Nick Pickle$ blazes back up the ramp and joins in the fray, all three men going at it, none getting the upper hand. FDCM and Showtime exit, and Flying Diamond Cutter Man, with a flabbergasted look, treads around the three brawling men with seventeen Diamond Cutter Girls on his arms.
Alex Pilgrim: That...was a hell of an end to that match.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:11:36 GMT -6
Richard Huff: Ladies and gentlemen, for the past three weeks Power On Wrestling has been honored to bring to you the first class of the United Wrestling Company's Hall of Fame. Tonight, Power On Wrestling in conjunction with the UWC Hall of Fame, would like to introduce to you the fourth member of their inaugural class. Voice Over: We are proud to annouce the second inductee into the UWC Hall of Fame-"  Voice Over: Bobby McManus, promoter tycoon they called him. Before coming into his ownership skills, Bobby bounced around in the circuit as a manager, even landing in the GWF several years ago. We see Bobby leading down to the ring a barrage of talent to the ring sperately, see'ing the faces he managed earlier in his career. Mike McManus: My pop didnt manage the best of the best, not like me haha. But he passed along his knowledge the best he could. It hit him one day that he wanted to do more then manage...so he set out to do so. Voice Over: Bobby would leave the indy scene as a manager and set out to seek sponsors and loans. When he achieved that, in April of 2005...he launced what would become the global juggernaut in the wrestling world. We see the UWC logo and hear the theme song, which is also Bobby's enterance song. Slayer: This thing caught on so quick it was unbeliavble. I mean the small promotion UWW folded and Bobby contacted many of us to come to the big time. So of course we did...but we had no idea it would be this big. Voice Over: Bobby would recruit such talents as Jay T Nitro, Slayer, Mr.Showtime, Chuck King, Shadow and Tito Capaci to set the field in the UWC. Bobby McManus: They made the success...not me. What a group i started out with. Big Ci: The man is a genuis. He was like Paul Heyman...such a passion for the business and had some of the best idea's...but boy was he disorganized at times (laughs)...but who isnt i guess. Voice Over: Not before long, Bobby's weekly show Total Carnage would get a primetime Monday night slot on NBC. The ratings had such a stronghold...that spot was theirs. Greg Gold: Big moment for us...i mean, NBC. You cant beat that Voice Over: And once that settled in, Bobby would match another global promoter in creating the best PPV to date....that being SuperMania! We see clips from the first SuperMania, from the pyro all the way to the main event featuring Slayer and Nick Pickles Bobby McManus: June 24th 2005....ill never forget it. The most PPV draws ever. I was so proud of my group...they delievered. Voice Over: For years, Total Carnage, SuperMania and the UWC would dazzle the fans. For now, the UWC has temporarily merged with the POW territories with the option to re-open whenever. Bobby: It will come some day (laughs)...but for now, UWC lives on in POW Voice Over: So whether as a manager or global promoter...Bobby McManus has cemented his legacy in the wrestling world as one of the best at what he does...and this is why we are proud to induct the owner into the Hall of Fame! We see one last clip of Bobby standing in the ring, with a huge smile and clapping as the fans go nuts. End Montage Pilgrim: Congratulations Mr. McManus. Cheers to a great owner and a great manager. Almanti: But more importantly, just a really great person. Pilgrim: Amen to that. Folks, you don't want to go anywhere. The main event is coming up and it's the team of Shawn Stevens, Big Ci and Lance Erikson vs. the team of Murdeous Intent plus Daye! Keep it locked right here! |
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:11:57 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 23, 2007 1:12:28 GMT -6
As the show comes back from commercial all six men are in the ring. Daye, BBK and Midnight Felon one side while Stevens, Erikson, and Big Ci on the other. Both teams, are staring each other down.
Pilgrim: Welcome back to "The Road to SuperMania." We are in for one heck of a treat!
Almanti: Absolutely. We have six of the biggest names in POW in the ring ready to get it on.
Pilgrim: I think Stevens may have the team assembled that can finally put a bite into Murderous Entertainment.
Almanti: I don't think so, Alex. Murderous Entertainment hasn't truly been challenged yet. They are the best of the best, my friend.
Midnight Felon yells something across the way and Stevens answers back with a point. Then Daye and BBK start the war of words and so Big Ci and Lance Erikson chime in with their nuggets of charm as well.
Pilgrim: It's heating up! Lawson needs to go ahead and call for the opening bell!
That's exactly what the head offiicial does as he calls for the bell!
ding-ding
MAIN EVENT- Murderous Entertainment (Midnight Felon, BBK, Daye) vs. Big Ci, Lance Erikson, and Shawn Stevens
The bell rings and immediately all six men charge at each other. Shawn Stevens hits BBK with a flying calf kick, BBK hits the mat and keeps rolling out of the ring, Stevens waiting on him to stand and then hitting a cross body block to the floor! Big Ci drops Daye with some clubbing forearms to the back, sends him off the ropes, hip tosses him, Daye bounces his feet off the top ropes, back flips and arm drags Ci over, Ci is ready though and nearly takes his head off with a superkick! Daye rolls out to the floor Lance Erikson starts in on the monster Midnight Felon with punches, driving him back. Felon gets his hands against Erikson’s chest and shoves him backwards. He tries to follow up with a clothesline, but Erikson ducks and nails Felon with a European uppercut! Felon swings his arms trying to keep his balance, as Erikson goes back for some more uppercuts… one… two… three, and Felon goes down to the mat back first!
Pilgrim: And Lance Erikson and his newly found bad attitude may just what the doctor ordered for this match!
Almanti: You can't fight punch for punch with Murderous Entertainment unless you have the attitude to match. No doubt about it.
Getting up slowly, Felon is clotheslined over the top rope by Erikson. Erikson flexes to cheers from the fans as Ci joins him in the ring. The two stablemates both signal to the crowd, not noticing as Daye, recovered from the superkick, walks up behind where Stevens and BBK are fighting and shoves Stevens into the ring post.
Pilgrim: And it looks like Murderous Entertainment is trying to claw their way back into this thing.
Almanti: They're too talented not to make this an all-out brawl, Alex.
Erikson and Ci notice and move to attack, but BBK attacks Erikson as he’s coming out of the ring with a thumb to the eye, and then a flying neckbreaker off the apron! The much larger Erikson is down holding his neck. Ci and Daye are fighting on the apron, Ci is starting to take control of the fight, but BBK hits him with a low blow from behind!
Pilgrim: Damn the low blow! Get that under control!
Almanti: Now if Big Ci had done that, you would have called it the great equalizer.
Pilgrim: That's because BBK probably would have done something to deserve it.
As BBK wasn’t legal at the time it doesn’t cause a DQ. Daye goes to the high flying stuff he does so well, jumping to Ci’s shoulders and Asai moonsaulting off them down onto Erikson, opening up room for BBK to take Ci off the apron with a full nelson slam! The heels slap fives and turn – to see Shawn Stevens running at them. Stevens jumps over their heads, bounces his feet off the top rope, and DDTs them both on the floor!
Pilgrim: What athleticism! Unbelievable!
Almanti: Holy crap! Even I have to tip my hat to Shawn Stevens on that one! Geez, that was freakish!
Midnight Felon is in the ring and Stevens rolls in to confront him. Stevens ducks a wild swing and hits a roaring elbow! Felon again stumbles back, Stevens goes to deliver the Silver Shot, but Felon blocks with a massive elbow strike that drops Stevens to both knees. He goes for the Irish whip, Stevens ducks a clothesline on the rebound and tags out to Big Ci! Ci boots Felon in the midsection and drops to his hands and knees, Stevens leaps off Ci’s back to kick Felon in the face. He rolls out of the ring as Ci amazingly scoops up the 350 lber and plants him with a Kryptonite Krunch! Ci hooks the leg as Stevens grabs BBK’s leg from the outside and Erikson prepares to block Daye from interfering and Lawson drops down for the pin count!
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KICKOUT BY FELON!
Ci backs off to deliver the Clothesline from Hell, but he telegraphs it – Felon catches the arm and takes him over in a judo style hiptoss. He tags out to BBK, who dropkicks Ci from behind – Ci stumbles forward and into a neckbreaker from Felon.
Pilgrim: And here comes Murderous Entertainment. Mr. Ego and Midnight Felon have been together so long, they really define what good tag team chemistry looks like.
Almanti: Talent doesn't hurt either, numbnuts.
BBK now goes to work on Ci’s leg, since Ci’s a bit big for his usual offense to be effective. He twists Ci up into a sharpshooter and begins powering it, Ci pushes up on his hands and begins hand walking to the ropes, finally getting them. BBK tries to pull Ci from the ropes, Ci uses BBK shifting his body weight to help him use his legs to flip BBK off him! Roaring up Ci is ready to fight, but BBK thumbs him in the eye and hits a sit down jawbreaker. Ci clutches his jaw in pain… but he stumbles over and makes the tag out to Erikson! BBK doesn’t try to fight, he makes the tag out to Daye. Daye tries a springboard into a frankensteiner, but Erikson just pushes Daye off. Erikson quickly runs and hits a running dropkick to Felon who gets kicked off the apron on the floor. Erikson hops up and hits an shoulder strike into the gut of BBK and then with a hard right hand, sends BBK to the apron as well. Big Ci and Stevens quickly hop down to the floor and make their way and start fighting with BBK and Felon outside the ring.
Pilgrim: We now have nothing less than a brawl. I have a hard time believing this one will get back under control before the final bell.
Almanti: It was in control at some point?
Erikson whips Daye into the ropes and as Daye returns, Erikson sidesteps but jabs his hand to Daye's face and hits a perfect eye poke, sending Daye in a circle. When his back is expose, Erikson catches him and nails his Bridge of Lances German suplex pin! Lawson drops down for the pin and Felon and BBK are preoccupied outside the ring and can't save!
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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pilgrim: They did it! They did it! Murderous Entertainment has finally suffered a loss!
Almanti: A blind squirrel gets a nut every now and then, Alex.
BBK and Felon start to get the upper hand on both Stevens and Ci. BBK drops Ci neck first on the guardrail and then turns his attention to help Felon double team Stevens. Together they whip Stevens into the steel stairs, shoulder first. Felon gets Stevens back to his feet, grabs him by the hair and tries to slam his head into the steel steps, but Stevens is able to put brace his arms and stop the attack! The rares back and nails a hard right hand to Felon's face! And another! And another! But out of nowhere Nigth comes onto the scene and drives an elbow in Stevens's back, dropping the POW Midwest Champ to his knees. Night puts a big boot to the back of Shawn's head. They walk over and slide Big Ci into the ring and start to assualt Lance Erikson and Big Ci.
Pilgrim: Murderous Intent just can't help but play the damn numbers game!
Almanti: Hey, it's smart. If you were going to war, and the opposing had 10,000 and you had 20,000 men to spare...would just take 10,000 to make it a fair fight? I don't think so, Alex.
Night grabs the arms of Lance Erikson while BBK stats to lay into him. Daye grabs the arms of Big Ci as Felon starts to lay into him. Suddenly the crowd noise goes through the roof as David Hunter, in street clothes comes sprinting down the aisle.
Pilgrim: And here comes the 3rd Horsemen to help out his compadres!
Almanti: It's not enough, I tell you.
He slides in and gets a few hard shots on BBK, but the numbers game adds up to quickly. Hunter too, starts to get banged up by the superior numbers and quickly is subdued and being beaten to the ground with kicks and knee drops. Felon barks some orders and Night and Daye take Big Ci, and Hunter and toss them out of the ring. Felon and Mr. Ego continue to work on Erikson inside the ring.
Pilgrim: Here we go again.
Almanti: Thanks, Whitesnake.
The scene only gets worse as all three horsemen are being demolished in and out of the ring and Stevens is struggling to shake out the cobwebs. Suddenly, the biggest crowd pop of the night occurs as another man, this one masked, comes streaking down the ramp. It's Reck Maverick!
Pilgrim: What the hell is Reck Maverick doing?
Almanti: I don't know, but it's none of his damn business!
Reck starts taking it to Night and Daye on the outside with series of kicks, chops, and punches. Reck starts to take a bit of control as Stevens starts to get to his senses back under him. ust as Felon and BBK start to double team Lancer Erikson Stevens reaches under the ring and slides in with TWO KENDO STICKS! He gets up as Felon notices Stevens he tells BBK to stop him. BBK rushes Stevens with a clothesline but Stevens ducks turns around and swings his right hand in a tight arc and cracks BBK right in the face. BBK stumbles and Stevens swings the left stick and connects square with his forehead and the Bad Boy Killa drops down.
Pilgrim: Stevens has just taken out one half of the tag team champions!
Felon notices what just took place and stops kicking Erikson he turns and laughs. Felon points to himself and says "You want me?" Stevens grins and nods. Felon runs at Stevens and tries to tackle him but Stevens jumps over. Felon gets up in frustration as Stevens starts to swing his left hand, but Felon catches the stick and rips it out of Stevens hand. Stevens looks down at his empty hand as Felon snaps the stick in half over his knee.
Almanti: Look at that power. Stevens is in trouble now.
Pilgrim: I wouldn't be so sure.
He holds the two pieces for Stevens and laughs. Stevens shrugs his shoulders and winds up with his other stick and unleashes a thunderous crack on Felon's head that echoes throughout the arena. Felon drops to a knee and tries to hold himself up with the two broken pieces. The dazed stares trying to shake the cobwebs out as Stevens stands and tees up. Stevens points into the crowd with the stick like the Great Bambino so many years ago. He gets into position rears back and swings for the fences. As the stick connects with Felon's face another thunderous crack is heard and Felon flies through the middle rope and out of the ring. The fans go "OOOOOOH!" Then cheer seeing Murderous Intent destroyed.
Pilgrim: STEVENS JUST HIT A HOMERUN!
Almanti: This will not bode well with Murderous Entertainment
Pilgrim: Stevens told them it was coming.
Stevens kicks BBK out and picks up Lance. Reck, Hunter and Big Ci get into the ring as Night and Daye pick up the tag team champions and drag them to the ramp. Big Ci approaches Reck Maverick and takes a long look at the California ninja. REck looks around from side to side. Big Ci calls for something from down below the apron and someone tosses him a shirt. He unfolds it and shows the logo to Reck Maverick. He offers him the shirt.
Pilgrim: That.....that's a 4 Horsemen t-shirt! He's offering Reck Maverick a spot with the Horsemen!
Almanti: Don't do it, Reck! Don't do it!
Maverick takes a look around, the crowd is going nuts, begging him to take the shirt. Reck takes one step back toward the ramp, but stops. He turns back to Big Ci, takes the shirt and puts ti on!
Pilgrim: Oh my god! He accepted! Reck Maverick just accepted an invitation to join the Horsemen!
Almanti: What in the hell is going on here!?!
The Four Horsemen pose on all four turnbuckles as Stevens stands in the ring staring down Felon. Stevens points at his head to show he was smarter this week. He points the kendo stick at Felon and laughs. Felon is shaking in rage and holding his head.
Pilgrim: Folks, we are out of time, but things just got a helluva lot more interesting for next week and the rest of the "Road to SuperMania!"
The show fades away with Stevens barking out smack talk to Felon from inside the ring with the 4 Horsemen on each turnbuckle, holding up for fingers on each hand.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Apr 26, 2007 22:35:51 GMT -6
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