The Road to Over in Dover 6/3/07

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Backstage, Lee Cash stands w/ Toro Verde in front of a large POW banner.

Cash: Hey wrestling fans, Lee Cash back here w/ Toro Verde who will be facing the veteran Josh Eagles shortly. Earlier this week at POW's Beach Bash...

Toro Verde: Josh Eagles, you paid me a great insult this week. Your arrogance is disgusting. Showing off for the fans is one thing, but your flagrant misrepresentations and blatant ignorance is a discredit to this company and to this sport. You see, I am a wrestler. I am not here to perform for you, I am not here to entertain. I am here to win. If I were a fisherman, I would be sending out my line; if I were a ninja, I would kill you in your sleep. But I am not those things. I am a luchedore, and I will wrestle circles around you. My name, Josh Eagles, is Enrique Alvarez, and you will do well to remember it.

Without another word, Toro Verde walks away, leaving Lee Cash speechless.

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"Death Knell for Paper Children" begins to play over the p.a., Toro Verde comes through the curtain clad in his normal wrestling gear minus his ring vest, Dr. Vertigo follows him down gesturing toward his client as the fans cheer him on

FP: And Toro Verde is making his entrance now and he's proven himself to be a hell of a tag team competitor along with his partner Buddy "Love" and now he's trying to get it going as a singles competitor as well.

VM: Well he's a hell of a likeable guy, I don't know what that does for him in terms of his in ring ability and his manager is a complete nut-job.

Toro rolls into the ring and Vertigo takes his place at ringside, "Sad But True" by Metallica begins to play and the lights dim as a strobe light pours over the entrance area. The curtain opens and Jeska Eagles makes her way onto the stage with a big smile on her face as the crowd boos loudly. She then signals to the curtain and Josh makes his way out too an even bigger boo and he walks over and grabs Jeska by the hand and raises her hand into the air. Josh and Jeska then walk to the ring hand in hand but as he makes his way near the ring Toro vaults himself over the top and Josh pushes Jeska out of the way as Toro crashes into him with a Senton

FP: Whoa ho, and it seems Toro isn't willing to wait for all of the formalities, he's ready to get this thing under way. And now he lifts Eagles to his feet and lands a couple of blows. And what's he setting up now an Irish Whip and Oh My! right into the ring steps.

VM: Eagles took the brunt of that blow with his head and shoulder and Toro's got him in a hell of a predicament already in this one. How can Scott Prado let this go?!

FP: Well they haven't even been in the ring yet, the bell has yet to ring in this one partner and it certainly seems that Toro's not done with Eagles just yet as he lifts him up and oh boy, crotches him right across the guard rail.

VM: Ya know I took Eagles as the agressor in this one, and I think Toro's out to prove Eagles isn't the only one with a bad attitude. And I hope Eagles is happy never becoming a father, because that position he's in right now, tells me that the privelege of fathering children is not one he's gonna get to live out.

FP: That may be but Toro is letting Josh sit in that position as he gets a running start and OH MY! he nailed a spinning heel kick to knock Eagles down off of the rail.

Toro rolls Eagles back into the ring and the referee finally calls for the bell

VM: And finally we get a bell. Now that everything's legal we'll see if Toro can keep his momentum going. Afterall, when there are rules to deal with, he's gotta change his whole game plan.

FP: Indeed he does as he lifts him up and gives him a hard boot to the gut. Toro now hitting the ropes and nails him with a lightning fast tornado DDT. Toro's making the cover: ONE!, TWO! and I'm afraid not.

VM: Despite the beating that Toro has given Josh Eagles at this point, it's gonna take more than that to put Eagles away he's a seasoned veteran in that ring.

FP: And Toro lines him up and goes for a fist drop but Eagles rolls out of the way. Toro back up he's not letting that stop him and now he goes for a leg drop but once again Eagles moves.

VM: Certainly an interesting defense from Eagles, just keep rolling out of the way. You think he was in a lot of fires as a kid?

FP: That may be the case now as Toro lays a few stomps down on him and performs a beautiful standing senton but Eagles got his knees up! The knees of Josh Eagles were just driven into the spine of Enrique Alvarez.

VM: Toro went to the well one too many times, he should have thought of something else and now he's the one that's in trouble.

FP: Needless to say damaging the spine like that is enough to take the steam out of anyone. As Eagles now sets himself and plants a knee into Toro's back, and another one!, and another one! Eagles is punishing the back here.

VM: Remember what I said about veteran Fletch. He's pin pointed the injured body part and now he's gonna punish it until Toro's got no choice but to tap out or stay down for the three count.

FP: Eagles now locking in a bow and arrow lock and listen to the screams coming from beneath the mask of Toro Verde as he is in aboslute agony in there. And at ringside Dr. Vertigo is reaching in between the ropes trying to grab onto Toro's arms.

VM: Well that's cheating anyway, how's he gonna help him if he gets him DQed.

FP: Eagles now lets Toro go and lifts him up, and I can only wonder what's in store for him next as he hits a hard snap suplex and once again he is just focused on that lower back of Toro Verde.

VM: But look at this he's holding onto it and rolling back up to his feet.

FP: And he's twisting the arm switching positions and going behind for the belly to back, he lifts him up whoa but some tremendous athleticism as Toro lands on his feet and hits a big dropkick to the back and Eagles is sent sprawling face first to the mat. And Toro now is back on the offensive as he waits for Eagles to get back to his feet and as he does Toro snaps off a quick headscissors takedown, Eagles is up again and a beautiful hurricanrana and Toro hooks the legs referee down ONE!, TWO! and no once again Eagles is able to escape.

VM: But look at Toro he's still favoring his lower back he got back on the offensive there but the pain in his back is stopping him from staying on Josh Eagles here.

FP: And Toro now lifts him up and nails a body slam but as you said partner he's just favoring his back and that may not have been the smartest move to do.

VM: Everytime Toro hits a move and starts favoring that back it allows Eagles to get his wind back and get back to his feet. So this injury is hindering Toro from stringing more than one or two moves together.

FP: Well, you were a wrestler once Val how would you handle this if you were Toro Verde.

VM: I'd hit a home run as soon as possible, a knock out blow that'll end it in one shot.

FP: Well it looks like he's taking your advice now as Toro is now climbing up to the top, he dives off and Josh Eagles side steps the attempted Missle Dropkick!!

VM: No water in the pool and that kind of homerun could end up hurting Toro even more.

FP: Eagles now has his wind back as he vaults off the ropes and nails Toro across the back with a springboard moonsault and he rolls Toro over now ONE!, TWO! and Toro just got his shoulder up there.

VM: I'm still impressed by his ability to gut this out despite the damage done to his back.

FP: As am I but I fear the fight may be over for Toro as Josh Eagles is now calling for the end. Dr. Vertigo has now hopped up on the apron and Eagles has Toro slung over his shoulder for the Eagles Wings. But what's this? Vertigo is holding onto Toro's arm and stopping it here and now Toro slides down Eagle's back into a roll up, ONE! TWO! and Eagles kicks out again. Eagles now getting back up and he doesn't look pleased.

VM: He's got a hold of Vertigo and this spells trouble for Toro's manager. The good doctor that is.

FP: But Toro is coming up to save him but OH!, he nailed Vertigo by mistake and now Eagles nails a backbreaker! Eagles now heading up and he left Toro lying face down!

VM: Whatever Eagles has in store, it's gonna do more damage to the back of Alvarez here.

FP: Eagles leaps off with the SWEET SACRIFICE right across the back!!! He rolls him over and ONE!, TWO!, THREE!!! Eagles got him.

VM: A big win here for Josh Eagles and he's going into Over in Dover with a lot of momentum here. This could spell trouble for whoever his opponent is.

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Peirce: Can you beleive how we are kicking off the show a match between two of New Englands top stars going one on one.

Mora: Macros vs Anthony, it does not get a whole lot better then that you can expect some blood shed here.

Peirce: There is no doubt this will be an intense contest.

Mora: Anthony has his work cut out for him this time around, Macros is brutal, violent, and I love it.

Peirce: You would!

As the hard-rock cover of "You Spin Me Round" begins play, John Anthony bursts through the curtain bustling with energy. He stops to look around, first at one side of the crowd, and then the other. He points his fingers up in the air as the lights shift focus from him to the ceiling, and then John thrusts his hands downward while the lights begin to flicker and dance around.

Peirce: Well John doesn't look all that worried about this contest.

Mora: Hey, I like his sports tips, he has won me a ton of cash, but that is his mistake cause Macros can rip any man apart no doubt about it.

Peirce: Somebody should tell John that!

He struts to the ring just as the chorus hits and slides into the ring with a smile. Standing up, he runs to the corner, hops on the second rope and winks to the crowd.

Sommers: Ladies and gentleman let me first introduce to you standing 6'1" and weighing tonight at 217 lbs from Nashville, Tenessee this is John AAAAANTHONY!!!

A low chilling note fills the arena blowing from the speakers before a drum beat can be heard in the distance building in volume on every pulse. Suddenly a series of horns start to blow a tune that would provoke fear even in the hearts of the most bravest of men, as the camera shift towards the entrance curtains we see that a haze of smoke has started to build up covering the curtain from view.

Mora: This entrance always creeps me out.

Peirce: I know what you mean!

Shadows start to move behind the smoke and suddenly emerging from the smoke is Riley he takes a couple of paces down the ramp before pointing back towards the entrance as the theme song reaches the highest point of musical volume.

The horns start to play that tune once more as out of the smoke steps the man everyone was looking for...Macros. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp dressed in a red tunic and Lorica mainly made up of Plate armor. He closes his eyes listening to the beat of the drums letting the feeling of the battle wash over him before making his way down the ramp towards his battlefield for the night.

Perice: Here comes Macros.

Mora: Do you see even a small amount of fear on that man's face. NO, you know why cause he has no need to fear anyone in the POW.

Macros steps up into the ring while his manager Riley rolls in gently across the canvas. Almost like clockwork the music lowers in volume once again just that chilling notes from the horns float around the arena as Macros begins to take of his Lorica and his tunic until he stands in the ring in his wrestling attire. As he listens to the music an almost calm look crosses Macro's face as he waits for his opponent placing that legendary black glove on his preferred right hand....

Sommers: Let me introduce at this time standing at 6'4" and weighing 240lbs, he hails from a place Unknown to the human world, this is Appius Macros Vitruvious!!!!

Peirce: Well that settles it the introductions are over, it's time to get down to buisness.

Mora: Let's get it on!

Referee Jay Groomes calls for the bell and Macros wastes no time rushing after Anthony, but Anthony is quick to roll to the side to avoid a huge Macros clothesline. Macros shift his weight and bounces off the ropes and finds himself eating boot as Anthony was quick to his feet and delivers a dropkick that staggers Marcos back into the ropes.

Anthony rushes forward and nails Macros with a stiff chop, followed by another, and yet another but is cut off as Macros nails Anthony in the face with a stiff right taking him right off his feet. Macros wastes no time going forward and dragging Anthony back to his feet then dropping him right back down with a powerful bodyslam.

Peirce: Macros took control of this match awfully quick.

Mora: Well I want to give Anthony credit for coming out, but he shoulda just stayed home. This is only the beginning of the end for him.

Back in the ring Jay Groomes is getting between Macros and Anthony as Macros had Anthony backed into the corner hitting him with hard rights. Macros gets around the ref and Anthony explodes out of the corner, but goes low hitting Macros in the knees with a dropkick taking him to one knee. Anthony quickly follows it up with a resounding round house kick. Anthony stares in shock as Macros goes down to a second knee but still remains upright.

Anthony leans back and bounces off the ropes for a little extra momentum and nails him with another thunderous roundhouse kick, catching Macros in the side of the head and sending him to the mat. Anthony rolls him over for the cover.

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Jay Groomes notices that Macros has his arm dangling under the rope and stops the count before he reaches three.

Perice: Wow, those two kicks really knocked the hell out of Macros.

Mora: It won't last long, he didn't get the pin and Macros never stays down that long.

Back in the ring Anthony has gotten Macros to his feet and has him positioned for a back suplex, but Macros just spins around and delivers a knee into the face of Anthony actually making Anthony do a back flip and sending him to the mat and Macros is right on top of him and delivers 4 stiff elbows right to the face of Anthony who is too dazed to even get his hands up to defend himself.

Macros gets up and Jay Groomes goes to check on Anthony who is now bleeding from the lip and nose, his eyes look glazed over and the ref as if he wants the match to stop and Anthony shakes his head no. As soon as he does Macros is on him grabbing him by the head and dragging him to his feet and instantly starts driving his knees repeated times into the head of Anthony not once or twice, but three times. Macros releases Anthony who slumps to his knees, Macros bounces off the ropes and catches Anthony straight in the face witha big boot.

Peirce: My god this is brutal, the ref might want to stop this match.

Mora: What? This is crazy, Anthony should have given up it's his own fault.

Peirce: Are you insane? Macros is beating the hell out of him!

Mora: Everyone knows this is how Macros fights and it is why he never loses!

Macros drags Anthony to his feet yet again and locks him up for a suplex, he brings him over but with surprises agility Anthony flips out of it landing on his feet. Macros spins around and Anthony lands a big spinning wheel kick on the jaw of Macros sending him down. Anthony wastes no time heading to the top rope and coming off nailing Macros as he gets up with a Missile Dropkick. Both men are down on the mat, neither stirring as Jay Groomes starts the count.

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Peirce: That was a brave move, but it may have taken the last of Anthony to do it.

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Macros begins to stir

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Macros reaches a standing position and the count it called off.

Peirce: Anthony still is not moving.

Mora: Ha, his own move took him out.

Macros moves toward Anthony a little wobbly and just as he stands over him and reaches down to pick him up Anthony springs up with a small package and rolls Macros up, Jay drops to the mat.

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NO!!! Macros pulls his shoulder up at the last minute. Macros pops up and rushes Anthony with a clothesline, but Anthony ducks under it and reaches back taking Macros down with a neckbreaker dropping him to the mat. Anthony get back to his feet and looks to go over to Macros who is already getting back to his feet. Anthony tries to nail Macros with a stiff boot, but it doesn't seem to affect him and Macros makes it to his feet.

Anthony attempts a spinning wheel kick again but Macros catches him in mid air and changes the kick into a huge fall away slam, that sends Anthony all the way across the ring, under the ropes and out to the floor below. Macros goes right out after him like a man on a hunt. Macros picks Anthony up by the head, but Anthony nails Macros in the gut with a right and Macros returns with a knee to the face letting Anthony slouch back to the floor.

Peirce: Give him credit the man just won't give up, he is fighting with everything he's got.

Mora: You mean he is stupid and don't know when to quit!

Macros picks Anthony up again, who is limp and not fighting back and he locks him up for a suplex. Macros lifts Anthony high in the air and holds him there walking over to the ring steps. Macros faces the ring steps and throws Anthony forward so only his face bounces off the steps.

Peirce: Oh my god, he may have killed him with that move.

Mora: Ok now that was just too much!

Jay Groomes is calling for Macros to get back into the ring and he complies by rolling Anthony into the ring and following him. Macros instantly goes for the cover.

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NO!!! On pure instinct Anthony gets his shoulder up and avoids defeat. Macros shrugs and drags him to his feet not looking at all that worried. Macros locks Anthony up for the suplex again but Anthony manages to escape delivers a knee to Macros and gets him hooked up for the Inside Scoop (Sit-Down Scoop Piledriver), he uses the rest of his strength to drop Macros head first and go for the cover. Jay Groomes informs Anthony that Macros's foot is already under the bottom rope and Anthony falls back in frustration.

Peirce: He was so damn close he could taste it.

Mora: Yeah this Anthony is resiliant.

Anthony manages to get to his feet and grabs Macros by the arm and tries to drag him to the middle of the ring but as he does Macros flips up wrapping his legs around the throat of Anthony and bringing him down to the mat in a leg scissors choke hold and applying pressure. Jay asks Anthony if he wants to quit but he won't give in and Anthony says no. Macros continues the pressure but then lets go and get quickly to his feet and brings Anthony to his feet as well. Macros locks him up and nails him with the Legion Driver (Fishermans Driver) planting him right on his head.

Macros doesn't go for the cover and instead brings Anthony back to his feet and locks him up yet again for the Legion Driver and drops him on his head once more. At this point Jay Groomes intervenes and pulls Macros back to check on Anthony who is now bleeding madly from his forehead and his eyes are glazed over. Jay calls for a stretcher and the paramedics and the ring bell.

Macros looks down at Anthony and shrugs his shoulders and exits the ring with Riley as the paramedics come rushing to the ring with a stretcher ready to load Anthony up.

Peirce: My god Anthony could be hurt and hurt bad.

Mora: He should have just given up, he may have a concussion now.

Peirce: Have you ever seen Macros like that before?

Mora: Yes, watch his matches that man is scary and intense!

Winner: Macros (12:26)

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(To the back to find a disgruntled JR Zevon, in black and white ring gear with POW Eastern Heavyweight Championship strapped around his waist, exiting the office of Randall Lovejoy. Zevon attempts to discreetly move towards his own quarters but is quickly ambushed by the lovely Stephie Campbell. Zevon sighs in acceptance of his fate.)

Stephie: POW Eastern Heavyweight Champion JR Zevon, you have been meeting with Randall Lovejoy for some time and you don’t seem at all pleased. My sources have indicated that your conversation with Randall Lovejoy was quite heated. Are you trying to get out of your obligations against the Combat Soldier tonight?

(Zevon smiles at Stephie.)

Zevon: You are an intelligent woman Miss Campbell, what do you think?

Stephie: Based on last week’s debacle, I say that you are indeed trying to back out.

Zevon: You are correct.

(Stephie is taken aback for a moment. Zevon smiles at her innocently as she quickly recovers.)

Stephie: Why? Are you afraid of the Combat Soldier? Are you afraid that you will be injured?

Zevon: Because I was advised to do as such. No. Yes.

Stephie: You aren’t afraid of the man but are afraid of getting injured?

Zevon: Further injured, Yes.

Stephie: Further injured?

Zevon: You saw last week’s Road to Over in Dover did you not?

Stephie: Indeed I did, you barely faced any action.

Zevon: Did you not see John Anthony’s blatant attempt to break my jaw?

Stephie: No, but I did see you sell his blows like you were Ron Popeil.

Zevon: Absolute blasphemy Miss Campbell! As a result of last week’s match I have been suffering day and night from severe mandible pain, not to mention serious chafing from being forced to compete in street clothes. And Randall Lovejoy, in his infinite wisdom, refuses to accept the validity of my doctor’s recommendation that I not compete tonight.

Stephie: Because your jaw is not injured… and chafing?

Zevon: You deny the legitimacy of my doctor as well Miss Campbell? I am quite disappointed in you.

Stephie: Anyone viewing the tape of last week’s match can clearly see that your jaw was not injured.

(Zevon pulls out a slip of paper from the Eastern Heavyweight Championship and waves it wildly before forcefully handind it to Stephie.)

Zevon: Read it to the people Miss Campbell.

Stephie: To whom it may concern, after several visits to my office including several diagnostic tests, it is my medical recommendation that my patient, the honorable POW Eastern Heavyweight Champion JR Zevon, not compete at this Sunday’s Road to Over in Dover wrestling event. Any vigorous physical action severely threatens Mr. Zevon’s ability to heal from his recent mandible fracture and severe chafing. Yours under the Oath of Hippocrates, Dr. Vinny Boombatz.

(Zevon is animated, spiritedly slapping at the note.)

Zevon: What say you now Miss Campbell?

Stephie: What kind of doctor is Vinny Boombatz?

Zevon: Ear, nose, and wallet.

Stephie: What?

(Zevon grabs the note and exits in triumph. Stephie is left behind in disbelief.)

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Cormac and Buddy Love stand in the ring as George Chip ties Micks arm up behind his back, Mick struggles a little but eventually allows his arm to be tied up as he shakes his head in disbelief

FP: Chip calls for the bell and Mick Cormac is still paying for that little drunken episode a few weeks ago.

VM: And he's in there with a boxing specialist this does not bode well the one legged man in an ass kicking contest cliche comes to mind.

FP: Indeed it does and Mick is trying to dodge around Buddy who is now peppering him with rights and lefts and Mick kicks him away in order to escape that attack. Buddy now back in on the offense and Mick is trying to cover up with the one arm he does have in use but it's just not doing him much good.

VM: As I said before Buddy is a boxing specialist he knows where those punches should land and how to get around the shoddy dodging of Mick Cormac.

FP: Mick however has stood up and he actually dropped Buddy with a stiff clothesline. Mick now dragging him up to his feet and he's going for the EIS with one arm but Buddy shoves him off and nails a drop toe hold. Mick now back up to his knees and Buddy with an oklahoma roll, ONE!, TWO!, THREE!!!

VM: Wow that was quick! With only one arm it's gotta be difficult to get out of any pinning predicament.

FP: Well i'm just glad Buddy ended this one before things got really ugly.

VM: Yeah I guess, spoil sport.

FP: Regardless fans, we'll be right back.

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Backstage Randall Lovejoy bursts through the training room door where the POW: New England doctor is still examining John Anthony

Lovejoy: Alright Doc, what the hell is going on here what's his status.

Doc: All I can tell you right now Randall, is that he's in no condition to compete after the beating Macros laid on him.

Lovejoy: Well lucky for me he already wrestled tonight so we're set.

Doc: 'Fraid not, he's gonna need more time that.

Lovejoy: But he's got the title shot for Over in Dover.

Doc: Yeah well, he's not gonna make it to Delaware next week I can tell you that much.

Lovejoy: Dammit!

Lovejoy storms out of the room but turns back and addresses the Doc yet again

Lovejoy: Keep me updated on him. I've got some calls to make.

Lovejoy exits and the scene fades

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JR Zevon stands mid-ring with the Eastern Heavyweight Title belt slung over his shoulder and he is once again clad in his street gear

FP: Well he was dressed earlier but it seems he's gone and changed wardrobe yet again.

VM: Well he's got a mic so let's see what's up.

Zevon: I was ready to go here tonight. But it seems that my opponent didn't have the right directions to the arena, or maybe the fact that he's running here seeing as driving isn't very "Combat-Like" maybe he's just really late.

But regardless, he's not here on time for the match, so Shane Sommers and more importantly Scott Prado, I'd like you to announce me the winner via forfeit.

the ref and Shane Sommers just kind of look at each other and shrug seeing as they both know that Soldier isn't in the building

SS: Ladies and Gentlemen, you're winner by way of forfeit, the Eastern Heavyweight Champion JR ZEVON!!!

Scott Prado then raises Zevon's hand in victory

FP: And Zevon avoid competition once again and he's gonna go into Over in Dover very fresh.

VM: Title retained ha ha!, it's a beautiful day.

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Val Mora: MAIN EVENT TIME! HAHAHAHAHAHA

Fletcher Pierce: That's right, we're now ready for one hell of a tag team match, let's go down to Shane Sommers for the introductions!

Tarzan Boy by Baltimora blasts out over the arena and the lights start flickering to the beat as the audience boos. Takeshi Tanahashi and Eddie Buchalini Jr. step out onto the stage and make their way to to the ring. Eddie climbs the stairs as Tanahashi leaps up onto the aprong and both men step over the middle rope and into the ring.

Shane Sommers: And here's your first team, one weighing in at 193 pounds and hailing from Tokyo, Japan, and the other weighing in at 220 pounds from Miami, Florida...Takeshi Tanahashi and Eddie Buchalini Jr.!!!

The audience boos the two men as they taunt the crowd

"Breathe Today" by Flyleaf blares throughout the eardrums of the arena as David Hilt steps out from the back, running down the ramp and slapping the hands of a few fans. He turns at the end of the ramp and pumps his arms into the air twice as Nightkiller follows him out, walking down the ramp and looking menacing. David Hilt turns on one foot and dashes into the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. He quickly leaps to his feet and does a 360 while Nightkiller slides slowly into the ring under the bottom rope as well. The two men start discussing strategy as Shane Sommers takes it away.

Shane Sommers: And here's your second team, one weighing in at 242 pounds and from San Diego, California and the other at 240 pounds from Parts Unknown! DAVID HILT AND...NIGHTKILLER!

The audience cheers for Hilt as Tanahashi enters back into the ring, Buchalini climbing up into the corner. George Chip calls for the bell to begin the match and Hilt pushes Nightkiller into their corner and turns around. He and Takeshi lock up in a tie up and start jockeying for position. Hilt easily wins out over the smaller man and wraps his arm around into a hammerlock. Hilt tries to trip Tanahashi down to the mat, but Takeshi rolls forward out of the hold and standing up, manages a wrist lock on his opponent. Hilt quickly is able to turn this around, taking Tanahashi's around with him, wrenching on the shoulder. Takeshi rolls forward and brings David Hilt down with him in a quick rollup.

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David Hilt kicks out of the pin and quickly gets back to his feet while Tanahashi bounces himself off the ropes and tries for a quick lariat. Hilt ducks under it, grabbing onto his wrist and bringing him down. Hilt tries to lock in an armbar, But Takeshi quickly struggles and makes it to the ropes.

Fletcher Pierce: These two showing off great ring skill and awareness here in the beginning!

Val Mora: BORING!

David Hilt follows Chip's advice and breaks the hold before any count is made. Hilt quickly gets back up to his feet. David throws himself back up to his feet as Takeshi takes his time, garnering more boos from the audience. David Hilt waits, waving his hand impatiently as Tanahashi dust himself off. Once he's up, David tries to whip Tanahashi into the far ropes, but Tanahashi grabs hold of the ropes and uses them to aid in his stopping Hilt and pulling him into a clothesline. David Hilt manages somehow to stay on his feet and Tanahashi hits him with another, sending him reeling back to the center of the ring. Tanahashi goes to take advantage and with some aid from the ropes, speeds toward his opponent for a third and final shot. David Hilt quickly gets airborne and lands a brutal dropkick to the face of Tanahashi, dropping him to the mat. Davit Hilt quickly makes it over to his corner and tags in Nightkiller. Nightkiller hungrily gets into the ring and lays into the grounded Tanahashi with a couple of stiff boots before covering the Japan Man for the pin.

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Instead of kicking out, Tanahashi rolls up one of Nightkiller's arms and flips him onto his stomach, pulling his arm back with a Fujiwara armbar. Nightkiller screams out into the night in pain. He reaches for some ropes, but can't find any within reach and starts beating on his own head, trying not to succumb to the pain. With his free arm, Nightkiller starts making his way to the ropes inch by inch, along his belly. He reaches out finally and is barely an inch from freedom, but can't reach them. He raises his arm, about to tap, but David Hilt screams out at him and with a blaze of glory, manages to get hold of the ropes!

Val Mora: Nightkiller almost gave up on his partner and lost the match for both of them!

Fletcher Pierce: I guess Hilt's little scream of glory let him know that if he tapped, he'd have to answer to his partner.

Takeshi keeps hold on Nightkiller's arm and lets go right before Chip has to call the match on a disqualification. Tanahashi breaks free of the hold as the audience boos him and backs off, raising his arms, taunting his opponent. Nightkiller gets himself back to his feet and is about to step to Takeshi Tanahashi, but David Hilt reaches out and makes a quick blind tag on his partner and leaps back into the ring as the audience explodes in delight. David Hilt takes it to Tanahashi, backing him up into the corner with hard lefts and rights. David Hilt bearhugs Takeshi Tanahashi and lifts him out of the corner, and turning, performs a spinebuster, bringing him down to the mat hard.

Fletcher Pierce: David Hilt, definently taking the upper hand in this stage of the match!

Val Mora: I guess Nightkiller's little show out there spurred Hilt to want to take this for himself.

David Hilt starts bringing his shots to Tanahashi again, but Takeshi grabs hold of the ropes and tells George Chip to do his job. Chip does what he needs to do and backs Hilt off as Takeshi composes himself. Eddie Buchalini Jr. quickly makes a blind tag on his partner and runs into the ring as Tanahashi looks on, agast. David Hilt quickly wraps up Eddie Buchalini in a school boy and brings him down to the mat.

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(Takeshi looks at his partner with a disgust and waves his hands)

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Fletcher Pierce: WHOA! David Hilt took down the one Eddie Buchalini Jr. with a quick upset victory on him! He should've let Takeshi stay in there!

Val Mora: I'll say, he pissed of Tanahashi there! If he hadn't, his partner might've helped him out!

[randalllovejoy]

the camera cuts to Mr. Lovejoy's desk where the boss is seated with his hands folded

Lovejoy: A quick word ladies and gentlemen. I'm here to announce the matches for Over in Dover next week. First of all I need to address the John Anthony situation. John is out indefinitely for an unknown amount of time. In light of this, my main event is shot and I had to come up with a quick solution. And now i've done that and I've gotta say the new main event is shaping up to be one hell of a contest. JR Zevon, our champion here in New England will be the first to get the honor of facing our World Champion Flying Diamond Cutter Man one on one for the POW World Championship. That's right, the big one is up for grabs folks.

Now, for the Mid-Atlantic Championship I'm going to give David Hilt the rematch that he deserves. But the catch is, since we're going to be at the Dover Air Force Base, I can't think of a better idea than to have some of our own Air Force Soldiers surround the ring to make sure neither man can get out of this one. So the match will be none other than a Lumberjack match.

Takeshi Tanahashi and Josh Eagles want another go at one another. And i've signed that for the show as these two will get the rematch they want as well.

In other action Macros will take on the Combat Soldier. Toro Verde will go one on one with Mick Cormac, and in their POW debut Nick Wadden will face off against Dante Diablo.

You all thought that I forgot about Buddy "Love" didn't ya. Of course I didn't, while Buddy doesn't have a match booked he is gonna host one of those famous BGW parties right there at the Air Force Base for all of the troops.

It's lining up to be one hell of a show so we'll see you all next week as we'll see just who will go Over in Dover! Good night everyone!

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