The Road to Big Bang 4/22/07

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The scene opens up live inside the Court Time Sports Center, the capacity crowd is in a dead silence as Randall Lovejoy and the entire New England Roster stand atop the entryway all with solemn expressions on their faces, they all sport VT armbands and Randall Lovejoy has taken it an extra step by wearing a VT football jersey and cap, he has a microphone in hand and looks around before addressing the crowd

Mr. Lovejoy: Ladies and gentlemen in attendance tonight....I would like to take a few moments of our time here tonight....and I feel that we all need to take a moment tonight to grieve, and to remember the lives lost this past monday when thirty three men and women lost their lives, at the hands of a crazed shooter at Virginia Tech University.

Now me personally, I'm no good at these types of speeches, but Mr. Capaci over in the Midwest had a portion of the show dedicated to the victims of this tragedy and their families, and I feel that we need to show our support, our respect, and our love to those who had members of their families....their children, their husbands, their wives, brothers, sisters....I'm wearing the Hokie colors here tonight, and each and every member of our roster as well as each and every person who purchased a ticket to be here tonight has been given a VT armband to wear, it's a small way to do it, but this is our way of showing that we are grieving for the lives lost, as well as letting them know that they will not be forgotten.

So before the event begins here tonight, I would like to have a thirty three bell salute, a bell for each life that was taken from us too soon. Lives that could have cured cancer, or sent us to mars, or ended world hunger. And lives that although we may grieve, we'll never feel the pain that those close to them do after losing them....

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during the rings the camera has been panning over the crowd showing the solemn faces and tear welled eyes, it cuts back to the ramp and the wrestlers have also all gone stone faced, including Mr. Lovejoy who has a few tears running down his face

Mr. Lovejoy: Thank you all for being respectful, and thank you for helping the New England territory show its support to those at Virginia Tech. And the only thing left to say, is that this one is for the Hokies!

the wrestlers all repeat FOR THE HOKIES!!! and the crowd erupts into a HO-KIES HO-KIES HO-KIES chant as the wrestlers file back into through the curtain with Mr. Lovejoy being the last to pass through as the scene fades

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FP: Obviously a very difficult time in America, and particularly in Virginia.

VM: But we here in New England support them one hundred percent.

Fletcher Pierce: But despite this tragedy we are here, we are in Elizabeth, Pennsylvania and Power On Wrestling's newest territory had a great kickoff last week.

Valentine Mora: Obviously, cause we're back! At POW: New England's second show! Road to Big Bang!...mark II.

Fletcher Pierce: Alright, well, we have a hell of a lineup going for this week! We've got round two of the tournament, We've got a couple of new people coming in, trying to show their stuff to the boss himself, Randall Lovejoy, we might even see Santa Claus!

Val Mora: Hey, I thought it was MY job to say stuff like that! So shut up, move-boy...

Fletcher Pierce: ...ANYWAY, let's take it down to Shane Sommers for the introductions.

SHane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome back to Power On Wrestling: New England! The first match of the evening is about to start and is scheduled for one fall!

You here a evil voice say Your blood is my viagra then Nightkiller's song hites and red light begin to flash. then Nightkiller and eric white comes out to the arena. the red lights stop flashing and the fans are booing nightkiller's name but nightkiller seems not to care. Nightkiller and Eric then make their way to the ring Nightkiller rolls in the ring but eric stays outside the ring.

Shane Sommers: And our first competitor, weighing in tonight at 240 lbs and hailing from Parts Unknown. He is being accompanied to the ring by his manager Eric, he is NIGHTKILLER!!!!

The audience boos Nightkiller as stands in the corner of the ring, eyes affixed on the entrance ramp, waiting for his opponent.

"They're Coming to Take me Away" by Napolean XIV begins to play over the PA system. Buzz pulls two Roman Candles from his fanny pack and lights them, pretending that they are pyro. Before he walks down the ramp, he reaches back into his fanny pack and pulls out a video Ipod and holds it high overhead with video clips of his highlights. This is his jumbotron. He runs and slides into the ring, placing the Ipod back into his fanny pack. He holds his arms up to the crowd for them to cheer him on.

Shane Sommers: And introducing our second competitor tonight! Weighing in at 179 lbs. and hailing from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma...BUZZ PARKS!!!

The audience cheers for Buzz Parks as he bobs his head and raises his arms. Buzz hands off his fanny pack to Jay Grooms who in turn hands it off to a ring attendant. Nightkiller grabs hold of Buzz Parks' hair from behind and pulls him down hard into the mat, locking in a chinlock on the way down. Buzz Parks manages to get to his feet after a few seconds. Nightkiller still has the hold locked in, bending Buzz Parks backward. Nightkiller tries to lock the arm for a Dragon Sleeper, but Buzz Parks struggles against the hold. Nightkiller stands Buzz Parks up and then drops his head back down into the mat with a reverse DDT. Nightkiller quickly covers Parks for the pin attempt

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KICKOUT!

Fletcher Pierce: Nightkiller there, showing off a bit of skill on the exponentially lighter Buzz Parks.

Val Mora: I don't care how much the weight difference is, Nightkiller's showing how it's done here tonight!

Buzz Parks tries to slide out from under Nightkiller, but Nightkiller grabs hold of one of Parks' legs and picks him up. Buzz Parks jumps up, and flying through the air, plants his free foot into the side of Nightkiller's head. Nightkiller drops down to the mat, clutching his head. Buzz Parks hops back up and flips forward, dropping a leg onto Nightkiller's face. Parks, riled by the crowd's incessant cheering, hops himself up onto the top rope. While up there, he raises his arms to the cheering and rooting crowd, but during this, Nightkiller hops up and falls onto the top rope. Buzz Parks slips and falls onto the turnbuckle, racking himself. Nightkiller hops up to the middle rope and grabs onto Buzz Parks' head. Nightkiller falls back attempting the DDT, but Buzz Parks manages to hold himself on the top rope and Nightkiller crashes down to the mat.

Val Mora: Whoa! Check it out! Nightkiller thought he had him there, but Buzz Parks shows a bit of spunk, shrugging Nightkiller off there!

Buzz Parks manages to get himself down off the top rope while Nightkiller holds onto his back. Buzz Parks runs, rebounds off the ropes and slides a basement dropkick into Nightkiller's head. Nightkiller sits up, grasping the back of his head while Buzz Parks bounces off the ropes again and tries to drive a shin into the back of Nightkiller's head. Nightkiller manages to roll to the side and out of the way of the kick. Nightkiller rolls back up to his feet and grabs onto another kick from Buzz Parks. Nightkiller tries to push Buzz Parks down to the mat, but Parks flips back and lands on his feet. Before Parks can capitalize, Nightkiller drives him into the corner with a hard clothesline. Nightkiller hops up onto the second rope and connects with a ten-count of punches. Nightkiller hops back down and and drives a standing dropkick into Buzz Parks' now bruised face. Parks falls forward, but Nightkiller manages to get back to his feet and catch Parks before he hits the mat. Nightkiller drives Buzz Parks down into the mat with a DDT, injuring his head even more.

Fletcher Pierce: Uh oh, Nightkiller is starting to show some signs of life here tonight. He's starting to get hold of this match.

Val Mora: And he's starting to get hold of Parks here.

Nightkiller covers Parks for another pin attempt.

1...

2.NO..KICKOUT!!

Buzz Parks kicks out of the pin attempt a bit feebly, but it's enough for Jay Grooms to stop the count. Nightkiller rolls off of Parks and gets back to his feet. He grabs a handful of Parks' hair and brings him back up with him. Nightkiller tosses a couple of punches before whipping Parks into the ropes. Before he rebounds, Parks grabs hold of the ropes to stop himself as Nightkiller charges forward. He tries to hit a clothesline, but Parks falls, pulling the ropes down with him, sending Nightkiller tumbling out of the ring. Parks rebounds off the opposite ropes and flips over the top rope on his way back, landing feet first on Nightkiller. Parks hops back up to the cheers from the crowd and climbs back into the ring while Jay Grooms starts the out of ring count.

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Nightkiller crawls back into the ring slowly and Grooms stops the count. Buzz Parks stands there, staring at Nightkiller, smiling as the crowd taunts him. Getting riled, Nightkiller throws an uppercut at Parks, but Parks moves out of the way and behind Nightkiller, grabbing onto his leg and pulling him backward with a schoolboy.

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TH..KICKOUT!

Fletcher Pierce: What I thought was Nightkiller getting the upper hand looks to be the other way around here.

Val Mora: Classic small guy vs. big here, Fletcher.

Fletcher Pierce: You trying to be official sounding there Val?

Val Mora: Yeah, not working huh?

Nightkiller pushes Parks off of him and starts to get back to his feet. No sooner than he is up does Parks leap up to the top rope and off, hooking his legs around Nightkiller's neck and spinning around, taking him down. Buzz Parks gets back to his feet, and to a roaring cheer he leaps onto the middle rope, backflipping off toward Nightkiller. Nightkiller raises his knees and Buzz Parks lands, crashing across his knees. Nightkiller slowly gets himself up while Buzz Parks clutches his midsection in the center of the ring. Nightkiller picks Parks up to his feet and bends him backward, locking his arm around Buzz Parks' neck. Nightkiller hooks the arm, locking in his Dragon Sleeper. Jay Grooms checks on Buzz Parks as he barely struggles. After a few moments, Buzz Parks stops struggling completely and Jay Grooms lifts the arm.

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3!!!

Shane Sommers: And our victor, by way of submission, NIGHTKILLER!

Nightkiller gets to his feet and has his hand raised as the bell rings and the crowd begins to hiss and scream at the hated Nightkiller

FP: The crowd is not happy with this result, not one bit.

VM: And who is this coming through the crowd!...

A man hops over the guard rail and it's Enrique Alvarez, he hops up onto the apron and Eric White screams for Nightkiller to turn around, Nightkiller finally does and Alvarez springs up to the top rope and leaps off with a missle headbutt to the face of Nightkiller, Killer hits the mat like a sack of rocks and blood begins pouring out of a deep laceration on his forehead, meanwhile Eric White bails out of the ring and Enrique Alvarez stands mid ring basking in the crowds cheers, he then holds up one finger and digs under his mask before pulling out a flat steel plate

FP: He had his mask loaded!

VM: Toro Verde has returned the message sent to him last week.

FP: And Nightkiller is in a bad way in the ring folks, he hasn't moved in several moments, and he's bleeding quite profusely.

VM: Not to mention he's got Enrique Alvarez as well as Jay Mason gunning for him now.

Enrique exits the ring and heads back up the ramp leaving the scene of carnage behind him as the scene fades

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We cut back to the backstage area and Mr. Lovejoy sits at his desk with the familiar golden tumbler sitting in front of him

Mr. Lovejoy: And now folks, I'm going to make the final Lethal Lottery drawing, and we are going to announce the semi final matches right now.

the crowd in the arena erupts and Mr. Lovejoy begins to turn the tumblers handle, the crowd is getting pumped up and the announcers are heard over the video feed

VM: I hate this part Fletch, the anticipation kills me.

FP: But as we found out last week, it's well worth the wait.

Mr. Lovejoy stops spinning the tumbler and unlatches the small door, he pulls out two of the plastic balls and pops them open one at a time, he picks up the first sheet of paper

Mr. Lovejoy: The first competitor will be....JR Zevon!

the crowd pops modestly

Mr. Lovejoy: And his opponent....Eddie Buchalini Jr.! So those two will face off one on one tonight which leaves us with the final two...Victor Bloodmoon and Mick Cormac, a lot of people have predicted that this would be the final match in this tournament, but thanks to the Lethal Lottery rules, we're gonna get this match a round early. And I'm very happy to announce, that Victor Bloodmoon and Mick Cormac will be our main event of the evening.

the crowd pops and the camera backs out as the scene fades

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RH: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing team number one...

"Fragile" by Lacuna Coil kicks up on the p.a. as David Hilt and Jack Greaves make their way through the curtain, Jack is bouncing around and dancing in bizarre ways as Hilt just looks over and shakes his head before walking faster down the rampway, trying to distance himself from Jack

RH: at a total comined weight of four hundred and sixty three pounds, the team of David Hilt, and Jack "Rana King" GREAVES!!!

David Hilt slides under the bottom rope and waits for Jack who takes time to move around ringside saying hello to everyone and stealing bites from peoples popcorn buckets, Jack finally hops up onto the apron and then slingshot flips himself into the ring, "Closer" by NIN plays next as Orge Lambart and POW come through the curtain

RH: And their opponents, at a total combined wieght of five hundred and twenty five pounds the team of Orge Lambart and Phillip Owen WEISS!!!

Orge and Phil waste no time as they reach ringside and Phil takes position on the apron while Orge enters the ring and awaits the opposite team to decide who will start off

FP: Quite the odd pairing in Jack Greaves and David Hilt, Dave seems very reluctant to team with an oddball like Jack. But gaining the victory is the most important thing, and with that in mind you can't worry about who your partner is.

VM: Well think about the pairing of Mr. POW and Orge, they're not exactly a match made in heaven either.

Jack practically pushes Dave out of the ring showing that he wants to start and is ready for action, the ref calls for the bell and Jack is off to the races as he charges ahead toward Orge and begins throwing rapid fire shots into his gut, Orge looks down at Jack with amusement and he then pie faces him away from him, Jack charges forward again and again starts pounding away on Orge, Orge grabs him this time and tosses him into the corner and begins delivering body blows to the gut himself, Jack dry heaves and doubles over with each shot and the referee has to put himself between Orge and Jack to break it up, the ref pushes Orge back and admonishes him and in the meantime Mr. POW wraps the tag rope around Jacks neck and begins choking the life out of him, Phil stops the choking just in time as the ref turns around

VM: Beautiful use of tag team tactics in there.

FP: What are you talking about Val, that was a low down chep move.

Orge grabs Jacks arm and whips him hard to the opposite buckle and then follows him in with a huge bodysplash, Jack crumbles to the mat in a heap and Orge begins putting the boots to him, he then lifts him up and locks him in a bearhug, Orge is putting the pressure on doing what he can to crush the life out of Jack who is kicking and fighting with everything he's got, Jack begins boxing the ears, he htis him over and over again, and then begins biting Orge's nose, but Orge ignores all of this attack and continues to squeeze the fight out of him, Jack, out of options, thumbs Orge in both eyes causing him to release the hold, Jack drops down and immediately hits a dropkick to the knee of Orge dropping him down to one knee, Jack hits the ropes and charges ahead hitting a dropkick to the chest of Orge, Orge drops down to his rear and Jack hits the ropes a third time before dropkicking Orge dead in the face, Jack jumps on Orge for the cover

ONE...

Orge tosses Jack off and Jack gets up quickly jumping up onto the top turnbuckle and waiting for Orge to get up, he does and Jack dives off wrapping his legs around his head attempting a diving Rana, but instead Orge catches him and powerbombs him hard to the mat, he folds Jack in half putting his legs damn near over his head as the ref counts him down

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TWO...

THR...NO, David Hilt Breaks it Up!!!

Hilt returns to his teams corner and Jack is in a bad way as Orge stares down Dave before lifting jack up and driving him back down with a side slam, Jack is clutching at his spine and trying to move toward his corner but Orge hits the ropes and drops an elbow into the back of Jack, Orge rolls off and gets back to his feet and watches as Jack tries like hell to crawl toward his corner, when Jack gets too close for Orges liking he grabs Jacks legs and drags him back toward his corner before hooking him up in a wheel barrow and suplexing him hard into the mat

FP: Orge has isolated Jack Greaves in there, and he has effectively cut the ring off from his partner.

VM: That's exactly it Fletch, he's stopping Jack from getting the tag to David Hilt, the bigger not to mention fresher man.

Mr. POW is asking for the tag and Orge ignores him, Phil a little miffed demands to be tagged and again Orge ignores him as he waits for Jack to get up, Jack pulls himself up with the use of the ropes and he tries to make a run for the corner but Orge grabs him before he's able to pass and tosses him back into his corner, Jack tries again this time trying to juke around and again Orge grabs him and tosses him back into the corner, Jack gets a headful of steam and charges forward a third time, Orge sets his feet ready for Jack but this time Jack dives between his legs screaming out in victory the whole way through, he jumps up behind Orge and makes the tag to Hilt

FP: Business is about to pick up.

Hilt hits the ring and meets Orge with a few fists in the face before backing him up against the ropes and whipping him off the far side hitting a high back drop, Orge gets up quickly and is met with a scoopslam for his trouble Orge gets up again and gets scoopslammed back down a second time, this time Hilt leans down and drags Orge to his feet, he hits a knee to the gut and hooks him up in a pump handle drop before slamming him down to the mat, Hilt makes the cover

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KICKOUT!!!

Hilt waits for Orge to get up, he does and Hilt runs off the ropes behind him, but Mr. POW throws his knee up into the back of Hilt who stumbles forward right into a spinebuster from Orge Lambart, Orge gets up and raises his hands up in victory and the crowd boos him vehemently which he basks in greatfully, Hilt tries to use the ropes to pull himself up but Orge walks up and rabbit punches him in the back of the head causing him to fall across the middle rope Orge puts his weight across David's back choking him across the middle, the referee counts to four and Orge breaks it, before dropping back down and gouging at David's face once again breaking at the count of four, Mr. POW walks over and makes the blind tag to Orge, who is irrate as Phil enters the ring, referee makes Orge leave and Orge is staring down his partner who is now the legal man

FP: Orge was not happy about that at all. Seems like he wanted to finish this one all by himself.

VM: And can you blame him? He had Hilt at his mercy!

Phil grabs onto Hilts leg and drags him away from the ropes, and applies a knee bar, he wrenches on Hilts leg and Orge is screaming at Phil to finish the job from the apron, Hilt shimmies his way up and grabs onto the ropes to break the hold from Mr. POW, Phil lifts Dave up and hits a snap suplex before floating over and covering him

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TWO...

KICKOUT!!!!

Phil lifts Hilt up and sets himself behind him before hitting a high bridging german suplex, covering him again

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TWO...

KICKOUT!!!!!

FP: Despite Orge's "encouragement" from the apron, it doesn't seem to matter what he does Mr. POW can't put David Hilt down.

Phil lifts Hilt up again and this time takes him down with a gutwrench suplex, he gets to his feet and gives the cutthroat sign before climbing up to the top turnbuckle, he leaps off for a frog splash but Hilt rolls out of the way causing Phil to crash and burn to the mat, he hits hard and bounces back up to his hands and knees with a wide eyed look on his face, Dave dives across and makes the hot tag to Jack Greaves, meanwhile Orge gets back into the ring as well

VM: Here we go Fletch, all hell is gonna break loose.

Jack charges forward and vaults off of Mr. POW's back hitting a quick Rana on Orge, Phil gets up to his feet and Jack hits him with a Rana for his trouble, Orge is back up and Jack charges at him but Orge catches him under his arms and tosses him high into the air, but Jack changes direction and comes down into a Rana sending Orge back to the mat, meanwhile Mr. POW gets back up trying to shake the cobwebs out and Jack jumps up onto his shoulders before spiking him into the mat with his reverse hurricanrana that he calls the Cup of Ramen

VM: WOW!........he really is the King of Rana's!

FP: He got everybody in there with those Ranas!

Orge gets back to his feet and David Hilt hits the Pommel on him and then sends him to the floor, Hilt turns his attention to Mr. POW and he lifts him up in a powerbomb while Jack leaps up to the top rope, he sets his feet and leaps off Ranaing Mr. POW right off of David Hilts shoulders as the crowd pops huge, Jack jumps into the cover as Hilt knocks Orge off the apron again

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TWO...

THREE!!!

Jack jumps up for joy as "Dirty Harry" by the Gorillaz kicks up on the p.a., David Hilt turns to shake Jacks hand and Jack jumps into his arms with a huge bearhug, Jack then wraps his legs around Dave who know has a human back pack hanging off of him

RH: Here are your winners, the team of Jack Greaves, and David HILT!!!

David pushes Jack off of him and the two exit the ring together, Jack continues talking excitedly to David who keeps telling him to pipe down as they head through the curtain and the scene fades

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(Lee Cash stands in front of a huge green poster that has the classic logo on it with New England in bright red underneath it in an graffiti style. In his hand is a mic to his right is Mick Cormac who is laying against the sign smoking a cigarette with sunglasses on.)

Cash: Here I am with rising star Mick Cormac who is about to step into the ring against his now obvious opponent Victor Bloodmoon. Mick you seem a little ragged tonight….

Cormac: Well let me tell you something Mr. Cash, I felt like celebrating last night cause once again I get the chance to beat the living hell out of some guy and get the chance of gold around my waist. And the way I like to celebrate is with expensive liquor and cheap women. Since there doesn’t seem to be a decent drop of anything in this flea bag town I had to go with the thing that Pennsylvania has a lot of and that’s cheatin’ women who couldn’t wait to sneak away from their boyfriends and husbands just to stand in line for their chance to get a little bit of Irish cream put in between if ya know what I’m sayin’ Mean Lee.

Cash: Well ummm……

Cormac: You know what I mean Cash: strokin’ and chokin’ and groanin’! Or are you (looks at Cash, looks at camera than back at Cash whispers loudly) a Boy George fan?

Cash (looks at Cormac and shakes his head and tries to continue): So how do you feel about having to face Victor Bloodmoon after his match in the Midwest which he was severely injured in?

Cormac: Are you trying to give me a moral dilemma? Or maybe you like to think you’re somehow better than me because you have your little microphone and get paid to ask questions to people who actually work for a living?

Cash: No I’m just asking doesn’t it seem unfair that he is coming into a match with bruised maybe even broken ribs?

Cormac: Lee, people of Pennsylvania, let me tell you a secret (camera comes in close on Cormac’s face as he has his hand blocking his mouth from the side and than begins yelling) IT WOULDN’T MATTER IF HE WAS IN TOP FORM!!!! That’s right folks I’m telling you right here and right now that on my worst day that Victor Bloodmoon couldn’t beat me, hell nobody in the back, nobody in the Midwest, nobody in the world could even come close to defeating me in that ring. If Bloodmoon thinks for a second that what happened to him at Spring Breakage hurt well than he better call up his life insurance agent and make sure that they cover suicide cause that’s what you’re doing if step into the ring with me, committing suicide in the worst possible way ever; cause I am the best and I am free…..(camera pans out as Cormac points at it and smiles) free to make you bleed (Mick turns and flicks he cigarette at Cash, than leaves)

Cash (patting off hot ash): There you have it folks, Mick….oh damn he burnt my tie.

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"Soul on Fire" by HIM blares over the p.a. as Eddie Buchalini Jr. comes through the curtain followed by his behemoth body guard Jay Mason

FP: Here we go, our first of two Semi-Final matches in the Lethal Lottery Tournament.

VM: Quite an interesting matchup between Eddie Buchalini and JR Zevon here.

FP: Zevon picked up quite an impressive victory over Enrique Alvarez last week, and Eddie weathered a beating from Nightkiller in order to gain the dq victory.

RH: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a semi-final match in the Lethal Lottery tournament, introducing first, from Miami, Florida weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Jay Mason, Eddie Buchalini JUNIOR!!!

Eddie cockily walks to the ring, he removes his sunglasses and hands them to Jay before removing his t-shirt and tossing it into the crowd, Eddie then slides under the bottom rope and awaits his opponent as "Sparks" by the Who replaces the HIM tune on the speakers, Zevon comes through the curtain clad in black trunks, he power walks down the aisle

RH: And his opponent, from Athens, Ohio weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, JR ZEVON!!!

Zevon climbs up the ring steps and walks across the ring before wiping his feet on the apron and stepping inside, he checks the turnbuckle pads in the corner nearest him and then heckles the referee that they aren't tight enough, the ref tightens it up and then rings the bell, the two circle each other a little and then lock up in the center of the ring, Zevon acts quickly as he picks the arm and twisting it and then moving around into a quick hammerlock, he cinches in on the hold causing Eddie to cry out, but Eddie acts quick throwing an elbow back into the face and then turning to deck Zevon in the mouth dropping him to the mat, Eddie waits for Zevon to get up and then hits an inverted atomic drop crotching him across his knee, Eddie then hits the ropes and hits a spear onto Zevon while he holds himself

FP: Eddie has turned the tide despite Zevon getting off to the quicker start.

Eddie drops down and hooks in a headlock while laying across Zevon's chest, he tries hard to push all his weight down and pin Zevon's shoulders to the mat, but Zevon push hard against Eddie's face to keep him from pinning him down, Zevon uses this moment to pull himself back up to his feet and he backs himself as well as Eddie against the ropes and tries to shoot him off to break the hold, but Zevon runs forwad and rides Zevon back down to the mat still maintaining the hold on the headlock, Zevon pounds the mat in frustration and then digs his hands into the mat and pushes himself back up to his feet, Zevon then grabs a hold of Eddies pants and lifts him up before hitting a back suplex to break the hold, Zevon then makes the cover

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TWO...

KICKOUT!

FP: Zevon couldn't find any other way out, so he slammed Eddie right into the mat.

VM: You gotta do what you gotta do to get it done in the ring Fletch.

Zevon catches Eddie as he tries to get up and picks the arm again locking in an armbar, Eddie gets to his knees and rolls through it, he breaks the hold and gains the advantage over Zevon as he pulls himself back to his feet, he then hooks him up in a suplex and lifts him up in the air, holding on for as long as he can

FP: Check out the strength and balance of Eddie Buchalini in there.

VM: Not to mention the entire time he's got him up like that, all the blood is rushing to Zevons' head.

Eddie jumps up and suplexes Zevon hard to the mat, Zevon clutches at his back and tries to focus his eyes as Eddie floats into a cover, but Zevon grabs his arm and applies a cross arm breaker while he's still standing

FP: Look at the angle he's got his arm at!

Eddie cries out in agony as his arm is being bent in the wrong direction, and he then begins dragging Zevon across the ring and to the ropes, Eddie grabs a hold on the top strand and the referee breaks it up, as soon as Zevon lets go Eddie stomps on his face, and then tries to work the kinks out of his shoulder and elbow by shaking it, Eddie then kneels down pressing his shin down across Zevons throat and he poses for the crowd while distracting the ref, the ref can't see the choke and Eddie won't let him move over to check on Zevon who is kicking and fighting for air, finally the ref pushes Eddies hands away and sees the choke telling him to break it

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Eddie breaks it and pulls Zevon back to his feet, but Zevon is looking for some measure of retribution as he grabs a hold of Eddies arm and drops back hooking his left foot across Eddie's tricep, and pushing the bottom of his right foot onto Eddie's wrist, Eddie pleads with him for a moment as he pushes forward with his right and then pulls back with his left causing Eddie's arm to snap in a very awkward position, Eddie screams in pain and clutches at his elbow as the crowd groans

VM: Good lord, there goes his tennis career.

FP: He may have broken his arm in there.

Eddie drops down to his knees still clutching at his injured arm and Zevon gets to his feet and locks in a top wrist lock on his downed opponent, Eddie cries out in pain once again but there's nothing he can really do with his busted arm, Zevon uses it as leverage as he pulls him up to his feet before drop toe holding him back down face first to the mat, Zevon gets up and hits the ropes before coming off with a rolling knee drop to the back of the neck, he then rolls Eddie over and covers him

ONE...

TWO...

THR...NO KICKOUT!!

Zevon drops down and grabs a key lock and pulls him up to his feet yet again, this time locking in another arm wringer, he then overhooks the arm and drops him with an armbar takedown further torquing on the elbow and shoulder of Eddie Buchalini Jr. he doesn't release the arm however as he goes right into a fujiwara armbar, Eddie kicks at the mat and fights to slide himself sideways toward the ropes as Zevon pulls up with everything he has on Eddie's shoulder, but he doesn't get a chance to escape the hold as Zevon pulls him up to his feet anyway, Eddie boots him in the gut taking the opportunity at hand and drops him with a one armed DDT, Eddie makes a quick cover, but is unable to hook the leg

ONE...

TWO...

KICKOUT!!!

Eddie gets to his feet quickly and stomps at Zevon in order to keep him down, he then hops up onto the middle rope and comes off with a guillotine leg drop across the face of Zevon, he makes another cover

ONE...

TWO...

KICKOUT!!!!

again JR Zevon gets out of the pin

FP: Eddie is having a tough time holding Zevon down with only one arm.

Zevon lifts him up again and puts his head between his legs attempting the E-Drop, but as he tries to hook up the arms his injured one fails him again, Zevon escapes and reaches down hooking Eddie by the waist and lifting him up dropping him throat first across the top rope with a hot shot, he maintains the hold on Eddies waist and gets up again lifting him a second time before swinging around and spinebustering him to the mat, Zevon covers grapevining the legs

ONE...

TWO...

THRE...NO KICKOUT AT TWO!!!!!

Zevon lifts him up again and Eddie is practically dead weight, he lifts him up across his shoulder and drives him down with a shoulder breaker, Zevon gets up and then signals for the end, he waits for Eddie to get up and then moves behind him locking in the Extra Crispy his variation of the crossface chickenwing, Eddie fights out before he's able to lock his fingers and performs a standing switch before locking in the E-Sleep, he sinches in as best as he can but he just can't apply any pressure with his arm in the condition that it's in, Zevon breaks the hold but keeps his grasp on his wrist, he performs another standing switch and reapplies the Extra Crispy, Eddie fights it the best he can and tries and tries to reach out for the ropes, but Zevon jumps up and applies a body scissors riding Eddie down to the mat, sinching in the hold totally, he then begins to rip and pull and squeeze, Eddie tries moving but fails and eventually taps out with his free arm!

FP: He couldn't take it! He had to do it or risk permanent injury.

the referee calls for the bell and Zevon releases the hold jumping back up to his feet, and Jay Grooms raises his hand in victory as "Sparks" plays over the speakers again, Zevon bails out of the ring as Jay Mason climbs in to help Eddie to his feet

RH: Here is your winner...JR ZEVON!!!

FP: JR Zevon is the first man to advance to the finals, and he'll have to take on Victor Bloodmoon or Mick Cormac, and we'll find that out later tonight, we'll be right back.

scene fades out on JR Zevon heading back through the curtain

[randalllovejoy]

the scene fades back in and Buddy "Love" is tossing beads into the crowd as Toro Verde removes his vest and drops it off to the ring attendant, "The Final Coutdown" by Europe kicks up on the p.a. and a lot of fans get to their feet and start cheering as The Combat Soldier explodes through the curtain and begins running at a full sprint down the aisleway

RH: And their opponent, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds, The COMBAT SOLDIER!!!

Soldier slides into the ring and is running circles around his opponents before the intro is even finished he stands in the middle of the ring and begins beating himself in the head to fire himself up

VM: This guy is absolutely insane, how he aquired a wrestling license is beyond me.

FP: I would assume he learned the trade and earned it just like everyone else.

VM: Assuming he can learn.

FP: Watch it Val, he might here you.

the bell rings and Soldier immediately throws both of his hands up challenging both Buddy and Toro to a test of strength, being almost a foot taller than both of his opponents, he brings them down however and Buddy and Toro both grab a hand reluctantly, Soldier begins to squeeze and he relishes in the popping and cracking sounds in their hands and fingers and their cries of pain, Soldier bends their wrists back and continues squeezing, Soldier pulls them both behind him and they both hit the ropes, Soldier hits the opposite side and comes off nailing both men with a double diving shoulder block, shoulder gets to his feet and begins running in place as Buddy gets back up he gets nailed by a huge haymaker dropping him back down, Toro gets up next and Soldier blasts him with a haymaker as well

FP: What once was a triple threat match has morphed into a handicap match as both Buddy and Toro are trying to knock the steam right out of Combat Soldier.

Buddy gets up and reverts back to his boxing days, he begins peppering Soldier with jabs to the body and face, but they really aren't having any effect, Toro runs up behind Soldier and dropkicks him sending him into the ropes, as he stumbles backwards Toro takes him down with a roll up and the ref goes down to count, but Buddy knocks Toro off of him, Soldier jumps back up to his feet and once again begins running in place as Toro and Buddy have come to blows with each other, Soldier hits the ropes and comes off with a double clothesline but they both duck at the proper time letting him hit the ropes opposite and toss him with a double back body drop, as soon as Soldier hits the mat Toro snaps off a quick armdrag on Buddy, Buddy hits the mat and rebounds back to his feet, Toro advance but Buddy catches him with a body blow to stop his momentum, he then hits a swinging neck breaker, Buddy moves into the cover and Combat Soldier grabs him by his ankles and drags him off

FP: These guys can't get one up on each other because they keep getting in each others way.

VM: That's the problem when you've got three guys in there.

Soldier lifts Buddy up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry and begins swinging him around with an airplane spin, Toro gets up and Soldier stops spinning he then tosses Buddy off of his shoulders right into Toro, Toro and Buddy hit the mat and Soldier continues running in place and then takes off pouncing off the ropes and running back and forth from one side to the other, Buddy is the first to get up and he ducks a clothesline from Soldier, Toro jumps up and he and Buddy hit a double flapjack on the rebounding Combat Soldier, as Buddy and Toro get up Toro attempts a step-up enziguri but Buddy blocks it with his forearm, Toro gets back to his feet and Buddy hits him with a half nelson suplex, Buddy waits for Soldier to get up, he hops up quick and Buddy hits a few hard straight right hands followed by a couple of hooks to the ear, Soldier stumbles back against the ropes and Buddy hits a knife edge chop to the chest, Toro comes up behind Buddy, but Buddy turns and attempts a flowing DDT, but Toro spins out of it and Buddy whips him off the ropes Toro rebounds and Buddy presses him up and over his head, and he hits Soldier with a dropkick to the chest on the other side sending him through the ropes and to the floor

FP: They've got Combat Soldier out of the equation for now, now's the time to try to put each other away.

Toro gets up and snaps off a quick headscissor takedown, Toro jumps out onto the apron and prepares for a springboard but as he leaps Combat grabsToro's leg as he goes up and Soldier drags him back down Toro bounces his face off the ring apron, Soldier slides back into the ring and Buddy pounces on him with clubbing blows to the back and neck, Soldier shoves him off and gets back up to his feet, on the floor Toro gets back up to his feet, but suddenly a hand shoots out from behind him, and the hand is revealed to belong to Nightkiller who is standing among the audience members in the crowd, Nightkiller drags Toro over the guard rail and the two begin to brawl all the way to the back and out of sight leaving Buddy alone with Combat Soldier, Soldier hits the ropes and takes Buddy down with a clothesline, he gives the raise the roof sign and as Buddy gets up Combat Soldier presses Buddy over his head with the Soldier Press, he lifts him a few times up and down before dropping him off behind him, Soldier then runs forward and hits the ropes, he rebounds and hits the Nuclear Destroyer running splash, he rolls Buddy over and makes the cover

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

"The Final Countdown" kicks back up on the speakers and the Combat Soldier drops down and rolls out of the ring before sprinting back up the aisle

RH: Here is your winner, the Combat SOlDIER!!!

Soldier makes it through the curtain before his victory announcement is even done

FP: A very impressive debut for the Combat Soldier, and I must say he's impressed the hell out of me. Seems that he's gonna be force to be reckoned with here in New England.

VM: I still stick to my guns and say that this guy is a nutjob.

scene fades

[randalllovejoy]

scene cuts back to Mr. Lovejoy's office, he is leaning on his desk with his hands clasped

Mr. Lovejoy: Excuse me ladies and gentlemen. I would like to take this time to announce to you just what is going to be going on next week, on the next Road to Big Bang! And this will be the final Road to... before Big Bang! on May sixth. Next weeks show will be emanating from the Crown Plaza Hotel in Secaucus, New Jersey.

Now, in front of all of all our fans next week, I have signed a huge six-man tag team match for the main event. I've been wracking my brain to come up with a way to crown our first Mid-Atlantic Champion, and we will be crowning the first Mid-Atlantic Champion at Big Bang! just like we'll be crowning our first Eastern Heavyweight Champion. I've finally come up with a fair idea to find the best candidate possible for Mid-Atlantic Champion. So next week, this six man tag main event will have huge ramifications over the process of finding a Mid-Atlantic Champion, because the winning team of this six man tag team match will then turn in on each other, as they will have to face off in a triple threat match at Big Bang!, with the winner becoming the first Mid-Atlantic Champion. But, to sweeten the deal, I'm also going to sign, that the losing team will also have a triple threat match at Big Bang!, and the winner of that match will be considered the number one contender.

So the main event for next week will be Eddie Buchalini Jr, Takeshi Tanahashi and Orge Lambart and they will take on the team of The Combat Soldier, David Hilt and Phillip Owen Weiss.

Also signed for next week, is a match that absolutely needs to happen if we're going to have any form of order in this territory. And that is between Nightkiller and Enrique Alvarez. Now, I know that Nightkiller also seems to have a situation going on with Jay Mason, and I'll address that situation later. But first things first, on next weeks program, Nightkiller will take on Enrique Alvarez in a first blood match, that way we can get some closure between these two.

The final announcement that I would like to make is our two finalists, JR Zevon, and whomever the other is found to be later on tonight. I'm ordering these two men to team up for one night before their big match at Big Bang! And they will be taking on the Manso Del Muerte team, which has been newly signed to POW. This ougta be a fantastic contest between an established team and two very hungry competitors who will be forced into a very awkward situation. Should make for some interesting chemistry.

The rest of the card can be found on the POW website. And I don't want to take up anymore of your time, so let's take it back to the ring.

the camera pans back and the scene fades out

[randalllovejoy]

the scene comes back from Mr. Lovejoy's office, and DC Zane stands mid ring awaiting his opponent, the crowd doesn't know how to react with DC as they've never heard of him before, but they get to their feet and begin cheering loudly as "Tarzan Boy" by Baltimora blares over the speakers, Takeshi Tanahashi comes through the curtain and he is met with cheers, which is odd for him considering he is usually regarded as a heel, Takeshi makes his way to ringside and he climbs up to the top turnbuckle and drops down into the ring as multi-colored streamers are tossed into the ring

RH: Introducing DC Zane's opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at one hundred and ninety pounds, Tanahashi TAKESHI!!!

VM: I thought it was the other way around.

FP: It's customary to announce your family name before your given name.

VM: And how do you know that?

FP: I read books Val, you know those small heavy things filled with words.

VM: Don't patronize me Fletch.

Scott Prado calls for the bell and Zane locks up with Takeshi, they jockey for position, and Zane grabs an arm wringer, Takeshi rolls through it and comes back up holding onto Zane's arm, he throws a shin kick up into Zane's face, he then hits a knife edge chop, followed by a slap to the face, a forearm to the jaw and a spinning back slap to the face, Zane staggers around after the barrage and Takeshi runs forward with a step-up enziguri

FP: DC Zane having to weather the storm here, Takeshi is not backing down.

Zane gets back up to his feet holding the back of his head and he goes for a haymaker, Takeshi catches his hand and hits multiple mini-chops to the neck, he then grabs Zane's hair and bends him down hitting multiple hard shin kicks to the face, Takeshi then takes a step back and hits a rolling wheel kick bouncing his heel off of Zane's head dropping him to the mat, Takeshi lifts Zane up and hooks him up in the suplex position, he cradles his leg and lifts him up in the air before fishermanbusting him down into the mat, Takeshi gives the cuthroat sign and lifts a dazed Zane back to his feet, he lifts him up into a burning hammer, and then flips him forward before kneeing him in the face with the Nuclear Devastation, the crowd oohs and aaahs at the move and Zane hits the mat unconcious, Takeshi makes a quick cover

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

Takeshi stands to his feet and has his arm raised as his theme music kicks back up on the p.a. and he exits the ring

RH: Here is your winner, Tanahashi TAKESHI!!!

FP: Absolute domination from the japanese import in there. DC Zane never even got started.

VM: I think lasting as long as he did was the most impressive thing that Zane did in there.

FP: Well I expect big things out of this established superstar in the near future, I don't have any doubt that he'll live up to them, as well as what Mr. Lovejoy expects from him.

VM: How many times do I have to tell ya Fletcher, stop kissing ass!

scene fades as Takeshi heads back up the aisleway to cheers from the crowd

[randalllovejoy]

RH: The following contest is your main event of the evening, and it is a semi-final match in the tournament to crown the first Eastern Heavyweight Champion, and it is scheduled for one fall...

"Barroom Hero" by Dropkick Murphy's kicks up on the p.a. and the crowd get aboslutely heated as Mick Cormac heads through the curtain with bat in hand

FP: It's main event time folks, we've already seen JR Zevon move onto the finals of this tournament and now we're gonna see who he will face at Big Bang! on May 6th.

RH: ...introducing first, from Cork, Ireland, weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds, Mick CORMAC!!!

Mick heads down the aisle and drops his bat near the ring steps and climbs into the ring

RH: And his opponent...

"Blitzkrieg" by Metallica blares over the speakers and Victor Bloodmoon passes through the threshhold and met with more boos, he is stepping a bit gingerly as his ribs are heavily taped but he still has a look of determination on his face as he stalks slowly down to ringside

RH: ...from Berlin, Germany, weighing in at three hundred and twenty pounds, Victor BLOODMOON!!!

Bloodmoon walks up the steps slowly and enters the ring raising his arms over his head to more boos from the crowd, Mick begins dancing around in the classic Irish boxer stance as George Chip calls for the bell, Vic and Mick begin sort of dancing around each other and the crowd begin to get pumped up as Mick charges forward throwing haymakers, Vic dodges around left and right avoiding the blows and then throws some of his own which Mick ducks away from, and then they both back up to their neutral corners, they come at each other again and they begin trading punches back and forth with both men dodging around each others blows never making contact, Vic tries for a big forearm smashes and Mick rolls around to his back and tries for a kidney punch but Vic throws his arm back and blocks the blow, the crowd pops huge for the exchange and Vic grabs onto Micks arm before sending him off the ropes, Mick rebounds and ducks a huge lariat before hitting the opposite side and coming off with a flying clothesline of his own dropping Vic to the mat

FP: These two seem to be on equal footing here in the early moments but it seems to me that Victor Bloodmoon has lost a step due to that rib injury he's nursing.

VM: This is a matchup of two heavy hitters in their Fletch and you gotta believe that as soon as one of these guys makes a mistake, it's gonna take one huge blow to put him away.

Mick waits for Vic to get back to his feet and hits a few jabs to the face before landing a knife edge chop, not to be outdone Vic grabs onto Micks shoulder and hits a big knee right into Micks gut doubling him over, Bloodmoon grabs onto Micks hair and begins raining down heavy forearm blows to the back, after hitting a couple Mick grabs onto Vics arm and dodges the blow before hitting a hard jab right into Vics ribcage, Vic doubles over and backpedals away from Mick who advances on him and hits a few more gutshots backing him up into the corner, Vic ducks down and begins driving his shouler into the midsection of Vic causing Vic to cry out in great pain, suddenly the crowd begins to get on their feet and buzz loudly, the camera pans over to the entryway where for the second time on this show Night has come through the curtian with a steel chair, and once again he has sat down at the top of the ramp to watch the match

VM: And look at this, Night is back out here scouting opponents again.

FP: He's trying to get a feel for who the possible Eastern Heavyweight Champion could be.

Night watches on as Mick turns his attention away for only a moment and then turns back to get blasted by a huge forearm shot from Victor, Mick stumbles backwards and Vic comes running out of the corner with a hard lariat, Mick hits the mat hard and Vic runs out of the corner dropping a huge elbow across the collar bone of his prone opponent, however after hitting the move Vic stays down as well holding his side

FP: An awesome show of his size from Vic Bloodmoon dropping all three hundred and twenty pounds down on Mick, but those nagging ribs of his are causing him all sorts of problems.

VM: Not to mention with Mick beating on them, it's not gonna help matters.

FP: Indeed not. And on another note, Mick has to keep his focus on the task at hand and not worry about Night.

VM: Kinda hard though, the guys scouting for opponents, some people can't work under that kind of pressure.

Vic gets back up at the same time as Mick favoring his side and holding his right arm tight against his body, Mick comes near and Vic headbutts him in the face before charging forward and quickly putting on a keylock

FP: Interesting strategy, if it's Mick Cormac that's hurting your ribs further, than all you can do is hope to hold him down to where he can't.

Vic tightens the hold to the best of his ability but Mick still has one arm free which he uses to pound on the ribs of Victor, Vic releases the hold and tries to move away from his opponent but Mick follows him and hits a russian leg sweep, Mick covers

ONE...

TWO...

Vic kicks out awkwardly, and Mick jumps on him in the mount position and begins beating him down with right hands, the referee breaks it up after four and Mick charges forward sitting Vic up and locking on the Fish and Chips his fish hook variation, he begins pulling at Vic's cheek and Vic begins to struggle to escpae the excruciating hold, bold begins to run down the side of his mouth and Vic finally reaches up and pulls on Micks hair, Mick and Vic are both screaming in pain as they refuse to let go, Vic pulls with all of his might and rips too handfuls of Micks hair right out of his skull, Mick releases the fishhook and backs away holding his head, Vic gets up trying to work his jaw back into place Mick moves forward and rakes Vics eyes before hitting another knife edge chop and then body blows, he finishes the combo with a big uppercutt to the jaw and Vic hits the mat, Mick covers again

ONE...

TWO...

Vic Kicksout again this time throwing a big knee into Micks body in order to throw him off, Vic gets back to his feet and begins stomping away at the downed Mick, he then puts his foot on Micks throat and holds onto the ropes to strangle the life out of him, the referee breaks it up at four and Vic goes back on the attack by dropping down and gouging Micks eyes, the ref breaks this up at four and Mick rolls out to the floor, Vic follows him and the ref begins to count

ONE...

TWO...

Vic catches up to Mick who turns and hits a few shots to the ribs, he then lifts Vic up and runs him back first into the ring post

THREE...

'FOUR...

FIVE...

MICK hits a few stomps and then slides back into the ring, Vic climbs his way back to his feet slowly, and hols onto his side as he rolls back under the bottom rope

FP: Mick Cormac is playing a smart game in there, he's working Victor Bloodmoon down by attacking his injured body relentlessly.

VM: They give him crap about being a drunkard irishmen, but the guys a fighter, and he's finding the smartest way to get at the larger Victor Bloodmoon.

Victor gets back up and Mick is waiting for him as he throws a weak right which Mick catches and holds out at length before kicking Vic hard in the ribs, Vic doubles over and then drops to his all fours and Mick executes an oklahoma roll pinning Vic down

ONE...

TWO...

KICKOUT!...

Vic breaks out of the cover and Mick gets back to his feet begging for Vic to get up, Vic finally does and Mick hits a boot tot he gut and goes for the Emerald Isle Sting, but Vic shoves him off to the farside ropes while he hits the ones directly behind him and charges forward hitting a huge Das Boot on the rebounding Cormac, Micks head violently snaps back and he drops to the mat in a heap, Vic raises an arm above his head as he's unable to move his other one much, and signals that it's time

FP: Vic is gonna try to put him away now.

VM: Smart move, to delay it any longer is only going to cause him injury.

Vic lifts Cormac up and sets his head between his legs, he lifts Mick up with great effort and lays him across his shoulder, he then charges forward and tosses Mick down hard to the mat with a running awesome bomb, Vic covers

ONE..

TWO...

KICKOUT!!...

Mick refuses to stay down and Vic wastes no time as he drags Mick back to his feet again and puts him in a front facelock, he throws Micks arm over his head and grabs onto his pants

FP: He's gonna go for Bloodmoon Rising, this is it, Bloodmoons got him!

Bloodmoon lifts with everything he's got but his ribs tweak on him and he's forced to put Mick back down, but he maintains the hold, Mick throws a few shots into his ribs but Vic ignores the pain and throws another knee into Micks gut before lifting again, the pain is too much for Vic to complete the move so he drops Mick across his shoulders in a firemans carry position instead

FP: Look at this Val, he turned Bloodmoon Rising right into the Blitzkrieg.

VM: Great idea by Vic Bloodmoon, the Bloodmoon Rising is just too taxing on the ribs so he's gonna go the alternate route.

Bloodmoon swings Mick around but Mick comes down on his feet and boots Bloodmoon in the gut before hitting the EIS, Mick covers

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

FP: He got him, he got him, he got him! Mick Cormac is moving on to the finals to face JR Zevon!

VM: And he countered out of the finisher to do it. And check Night out up there.

the camera cuts to Night who has a mildly impressed look on his face, he picks up his chair, folds it and heads back through the curtain as Mick Cormac celebrates in the ring as his theme kicks up over the p.a.

FP: What a night folks, what a night. JR Zevon will face Mick Cormac for the Eastern Heavyweight Championship at Big Bang! We're gonna decide the contenders for the Mid Atlantic title next week, some huge happenings here in POW New England. But this particular night has come to it's end folks, so for my partner Valentine Mora...

VM: Yo.

FP: ...I'm Fletcher Pierce, thank you for joining us tonight, and we'll see you next week with the next Road to Big Bang!

camera cuts back to Mick celebrating and Vic Bloodmoon refusing help from the trainers as the scene fades

-End of Show-