Post by MNB on Sept 3, 2018 20:53:44 GMT -6
Prior to the opening credits of the show, we see "Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie backstage. She almost drops her Laminate Talent Pass as tries to through the back entrance of Vivint Smart Home Arena. As the security guard checks her Pass she asks…
“Dream Weaver”: Has Nostalgia shown up?
The security guard just shakes his head “No” while handing her pass back to her. She rushes through the door, scurries around the halls, asking random crew members if they have seen her fiance. All respond with variations of “No.” After a few minutes she finally sees Kyle Gautier framing up his surroundings like a director from the '30s.
Kyle Gautier: Now if I pin him here, I am adjacent to the hot dog vendor. But thirty feet that way, and I'm in cotton candy land. Decisions, decisions...
Ash pushes her way through, cutting Kyle off.
“Dream Weaver”: KYLE! Sorry. Have you seen Nostalgia around?
Kyle Gautier: Oh, hey! I don't think I have. I'm pretty sure I'd remember if I had.
He grins at his own stupid joke.
“Dream Weaver”: Shit. What about that scumbag Draco Lazarus?
Kyle Gautier: Sorry, can't help you there. That dingus hasn't shown his face either.
“Dream Weaver”: Okay, thanks. Sorry. Good luck tonight. I gotta go try to find him.
Kyle gets back to prepping for his match as Ashley brushes his shoulder rushing down the hall.
Kyle Gautier: Now I need to avoid running into any merch tables because I'm sure Victor Price will make me pay for any damages...
A few minutes and hallways later, Ashley asks a few more crew members and some vendors, still with no sighting of the X-Division Champion. With her hands on her hand, she turns the corner, bumping into John Bishop Church. She doesn’t notice at first.
“Dream Weaver”: I’m so sorry.
She doesn’t look up, still wiping her eyes when she hears a familiar voice.
JBC: No harm done.
Mike McGuire: You ok, Ash? No offense, but you look like fresh fuckin’ hell.
Ashley breaks down a bit in front of two people that have protected her before.
“Dream Weaver”: No. I’m really not. That asshole Draco Lazarus and his gang of assholes kidnapped Leo last week. I have no idea where he is or if he is ok or if he is even alive.
She begins to hyperventilate a bit.
Mike McGuire: Hey, hey, calm down. Just breathe in, okay? Shit. This is fucking low even for Draco. Trust me, I come across the guy I’ll bust teeth out of his face till he spits out where Nos is. And blood.
JBC: She will.
Ash tries to muster a smirk, but can’t even do it, as her glow has been replaced by overwhleming dread
“Dream Weaver”: I don’t know what they wanted with him. They already stole a small fortune from him. I am so scared.
Ashley runs into Mike’s arms. Mike wraps her tight, and John Bishop Church even tries to help reassure her by placing his meaty paw on her shoulder.
Mike McGuire: Hey, I know it’s tough, but try and hang in there, ok? Nos is smart as a whip and tough as fuckin’ nails. If I know him he’s already given Collateral Dumbass the slip. He’ll be back, and in tons of time for you guys’ shindig, you’ll see.
Ashley peps up a iota, enough to muster a half smirk, and stop crying to say.
“Dream Weaver”: Thanks so much. Ugh! I’m such a mess. I am going to go see if Carlos has seen him. Good luck out there tonight!
Typically, Ashley would not be so rude as to run off before NSFW could say goodbye, but this situation has her all twisted, so she rushes down the hall, continuing her search.
WARNING:
This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #517 | SEPTEMBER 3RD 2018LIVE! from the Vivint Smart Home Arena, Salt Lake City, Utah
EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Victor Price
Assistant General Manager: Roger "Doc" Hollister
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
General Manager: Victor Price
Assistant General Manager: Roger "Doc" Hollister
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blasts in the Arena
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #516 in New Orleans.
Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.
Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night Brawl Superstars: Kendrick Kross, Dominic Sanders, Griffin Hawkins, Nostalgia, Morgan Darkwater, Amis Shelton, Anthony Grunge, Bishop Church, Mike McGuire, Emma Louise, Rob Garcia, Natalie Young, Charlie Hardin, "The Catalyst" Jimmy Allen, Joe Doe, Iron Butterfly, Jamal Jackson, Iggy Swango, Marquee, Nick James, Young Sinatra, Oyabun Gin, Marquee, Dream Weaver, Clay Byrd, Killian DeVille, and Happy.
We then get a shot of the Champions of Brawl:
Amis Shelton with the Television Championship
Nostalgia with the X-Division Championship
Griffin Hawkins with the International Championship
and finally...
Candy with the Undisputed Championship
The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.
A shot from outside of the Vivint Smart Home Arena shows fans still pouring in.
A shot from outside of the Vivint Smart Home Arena shows fans still pouring in.
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading
"WEEEEE WANT CAAAANDYYY!"
"HAWKINS STILL ROCKS!"
"BREAK THE LIMIT"
"Happy vs Nostalgia! NIKE!"
"MONDAT NIGHT SLAM!"
"EWC4LIFE"
and "ReMnant Rules!"
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement
as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.
The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading
"WEEEEE WANT CAAAANDYYY!"
"HAWKINS STILL ROCKS!"
"BREAK THE LIMIT"
"Happy vs Nostalgia! NIKE!"
"MONDAT NIGHT SLAM!"
"EWC4LIFE"
and "ReMnant Rules!"
As the camera pans around the Vivint Smart Home Arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcers' table where we see Joe Aiello, Steve Bennett, and Max Carter.
Aiello: Good evening, everybody! THE HAPPIEST OF LABOR DAYS TO ALL OF YOU! Welcome to the Vivint Smart Home Arena and Monday Night BRAWL! I am Joe Aiello, and joining me as always are Steve "The Predator" Bennett and Max Carter! Folks, what we just saw... it seems Nostalgia is missing.
Carter: There have been some concerns all week. Something is going on with the X-Division Champion.
Bennett: I hope he is gone forever!
Aiello: That's not very nice! Regardless, we have a show to run tonight.
Carter: This should be a great night of action! Coming off of a stellar Night of Champions, there's no telling what will happen tonight!
Bennett: And I don't know how she did it, but that Candy has some heart!
Carter: Wow! Positive words from you, Steve?
Bennett: Don't act so surprised! That match was so brutal that, no matter who walked away as the Undisputed Champion, they deserve some props! As long as it wasn't Nostalgia!
Carter: And there it is...
Aiello: Well, tonight we've got a fatal fourway! We have tag team action! We have a great Main Event that has heated up between Clay Byrd and Killian DeVille these last few weeks! There will be a lot of action tonight, folks! But first...
Carter: First we've got a match between two of the EWC's most interesting men!
Bennett: I'm excited for this Mustache Gauntlet! Maurice Yensman is going to wax Kyle Gautier in all five contests!
Carter: That's right... a MUSTACHE GAUNTLET. Here's a small backstory on this match. A couple of months ago, Maurice Yensman and Kyle Gautier were supposed to square off on FSW UpRising. Kyle Gautier went on what he is calling an "accidental vacation." Last Monday at Night of Champions, Gautier came out and challenged Yensman to a Gauntlet in the battle for the EWC's "best mustache." As Steve alluded to, they will square off in five matches within the next week, culminating in a Mustache versus Mustache Match next Monday night on BRAWL!
Bennett: And Yensman is going to make that sum bitch be bald-lipped!
Aiello: This should be an interesting series of matches, that's for sure! Let's go to Jessica in the ring!
"Life's Been Good" by Joe Walsh begins playing and Maurice Yensman steps out from the back. He slowly begins walking down to the ring as he holds a half-burnt cigarette between his lips.
Stroup: The following is the first match-up in the Best Mustache Gauntlet Series, and it is a Falls Count Anywhere Match! Coming down the aisle... from New York City... weighing 219 pounds... MAURICE YENSMAAAAN!
He looks at the crowd cockily as they shower him with boos and takes a small puff of his cigarette, blowing the smoke into a fan's face. He laughs at the fan as he reaches up to strokes his mustache. He drops the cigarette on the floor and stomps it out, all while staring at the angry fan and laughing.
Aiello: Here comes Maurice Yensman. He claims he has the best mustache in the entire EWC. Kyle Gautier begs to differ. When it’s all said and done, one of them will be bare-lipped!
Bennett: And it ain’t gonna be Yensman! This man is the epitome of class!
Carter: You say as he blows cigarette smoke into someone’s face.
Bennett: He’s just sharing. What a thoughtful guy!
Yensman turns towards the ring, still amused, and approaches the apron. He slowly slides under the bottom rope and rolls into the middle of the ring and up to his feet. He unbuttons his long-sleeved shirt and tosses it into the corner under the bottom turnbuckle as his music begins to fade. The lights in the arena go out to the delight of the attending fans. Slowly, a choir starts lightly harmonizing as a lone spot light warms on them. As the light gets brighter, their vocalizing gets louder until it gets to a fever pitch. Suddenly, they ring out with "YOU CAN'T BRING ME DOWN!" and the lights come up on Kyle Gautier standing in the center of them as 'The Man' by the Killers jumps in.
Stroup: And his opponent… from Mobile, Alabama! Weighing in at 195 pounds… KYLEEEE GAUTIIEEEER!
Kyle has a knowing smirk on his face as the arena erupts with cheers. He makes his way down the ramp , slapping five with fans and acknowledging the underground merch that certain fans have started to cultivate; that is, drawing mustaches on their inner index finger and holding it over their upper lips. He jumps on the apron and as he steps between the ropes, he takes in the adulation, arms in a Creed-song gesture.
Aiello: Kyle Gautier is certainly loved by everyone!
Bennett: Not me! He can kick rocks!
Carter: HOW can you NOT like this guy?!
Bennett: It’s easy. I look at him, decide I don’t like him, and live my life!
Aiello: Ouch! Yensman tried to slap the mustache right off of Gautier’s face!
Bennett: GOOD!
Gautier strikes back with a hard elbow to Yensman’s sternum. Yensman bounces back, yelling an audible “FUCK!” as he does so.
Bennett: Where your censors at now, huh?!
Carter: I believe those are only reserved for Rob Garcia… and you.
Gautier grabs Yensman as his back is turned and hits him with a “Haha, Whoops!” As he slams Yensman to the ground, he covers quickly.
1
2
KICKOUT by Yensman.
Yensman scrambles to his feet, but Gautier stays on the attack. As Yensman reaches his feet, Gautier puts him back down to the mat with a hard knife-edge chop. Yensman springs up quickly, only to be brought down quickly by another chop. Gautier quickly goes for the legs, looking to lock Yensman into The End. Yensman scrambles to the ropes, forcing a break from the referee. Gautier releases Yensman’s legs and backs off.
Aiello: Some quick offense by Kyle Gautier.
Bennett: He’s cheating. Has to be!
Carter: Why do you always think someone is cheating?
Bennett: If their name isn’t Rob Garcia, they’re cheating. Especially if their name is Mike McGuire!
Aiello: Still going on about that, huh?
Bennett: It’ll never end! Not by a long shot!
Yensman is back up to his feet and he and Gautier lock up. Yensman puts him in a side headlock. As the referee is behind the two, Yensman pokes Gautier in the eye with his thumb.
Aiello: And I suppose that ISN’T cheating?
Bennett: I saw nothing! It’s no disqualification, anyway!
Gautier grabs his eye, the referee asking Yensman what happened. Yensman denies he did anything despite it all being legal and the match continues. Yensman kicks Gautier in the gut and sets him up for a powerbomb. Gautier resists and back body drops Yensman to the mat. He runs and bounces off of the ropes. Yensman turns over and stays on the mat. Gautier jumps over Yensman and bounces off of the other ropes. Yensman pops to his feet and nails Gautier with a dropkick. Gautier hits the mat and Yensman gets up and stretches his arms out to a chorus of boos from the crowd.
Aiello: Yensman doesn’t seem to care about taking advantage when the match is under his control.
Bennett: Doesn’t matter. It’s in the bag.
Yensman’s cockiness catches up to him, as Gautier gets to his feet and nails Yensman with a European uppercut. He spins Yensman around and locks in a sleeper hold! Yensman flails his arms for a second before reaching back and grabbing Gautier’s head. He drops down to his butt and jaw-jacks Gautier. Gautier stumbles backwards to the ropes. Yensman gets up to his feet and runs and clotheslines Gautier over the top rope and to the floor. Yensman stands at the ropes and waits for Gautier to get up. Once he is up, Yensman slings himself over the top rope with a crossbody. But Gautier gets out of the way and Yensman falls flat on his face on the floor. Gautier covers Yensman.
1
2
KICKOUT by Yensman.
Aiello: Well, Yensman isn’t particularly good at the aerial attacks and that one showed.
Bennett: He’s good at whatever he wants to be good at.
Gautier gets up to his feet and picks Yensman up on the outside. He pushes Yensman backwards and drapes his shoulders across the barricade. He lays into Yensman with another knife-edge chop. Yensman gets up and punches Gautier right in the jaw. Gautier grabs his jaw for a second, allowing Yensman to reach into his pants and produce a lead pipe.
Aiello: This could get ugly fast!
Bennett: It’s no disqualification!
Carter: You’ve mentioned that.
Yensman swings at Gautier with the pipe, but Gautier ducks. He grabs the lead pipe out of Yensman’s hand and throws it out of the way and it rolls underneath the ring. Yensman starts walking up the ramp away from Gautier.
Aiello: What’s Yensman doing? Is he calling it quits?
Bennett: Of course not, Joe. He is just giving himself a breather.
As Yensman reaches the top of the ramp, he turns around right into a right hand from Gautier. Gautier hooks Yensman up, looking for a DDT on the stage. Maurice punches Gautier in the ribcage and breaks the hold. He grabs Gautier and flings him right into the set. Gautier bounces off of the wall and hits the ground. Yensman covers him.
1
2
KICKOUT by Gautier.
Carter: Those sets have no give. That couldn’t have felt good!
Yensman gets to his feet and grabs Gautier. He drags Gautier through the curtain and to the backstage area. They come upon a table and Yensman bounces Gautier’s head off of the table. Gautier fires back with another European Uppercut that sends Yensman stumbling backwards. Gautier grabs a bottle of water off of the table and opens it, taking a long swig to regenerate. As Yensman recovers, he is met by a high knee right to the jaw. Gautier scoops Yensman up and body slams him in the backstage area. He goes over to Yensman’s legs and locks him up, flipping him over and into The End.
Aiello: This could be it! He’s got The End locked in!
Yensman yells in pain as he reaches up towards the table. He grabs ahold of the edge, tilting it slightly downward. A glass water pitcher starts to slide off of the table. He manages to snag it before it hits the floor. The End is still locked in, but Yensman grabs the pitcher by the handle and swings it backwards at Gautier. He nails Gautier right in the back of the head with the pitcher and it shatters. Gautier falls limp and the hold is released. Yensman rolls Gautier over and covers him.
1
2
3!
The crowd goes into boos as they watch on the MacTron. The referee raises Yensman’s hand as he limps up to his feet. He shakes the referee’s hand away and the referee decides to tend to Gautier instead.
Aiello: And, just like that, Maurice Yensman turned it around and got the victory.
Bennett: As I knew he would!
Carter: That’s one for the New Yorker. These two will hop on a plane tonight and meet again tomorrow night in Daly City on Uprising for Round Two!
Aiello: Well, folks, after this quick message from EWCTV, we have a Fatal Fourway Match! Don’t go anywhere!
The scene fades out as Yensman is seen lighting up a cigarette and walking away laughing.
Aiello: Good evening, everybody! THE HAPPIEST OF LABOR DAYS TO ALL OF YOU! Welcome to the Vivint Smart Home Arena and Monday Night BRAWL! I am Joe Aiello, and joining me as always are Steve "The Predator" Bennett and Max Carter! Folks, what we just saw... it seems Nostalgia is missing.
Carter: There have been some concerns all week. Something is going on with the X-Division Champion.
Bennett: I hope he is gone forever!
Aiello: That's not very nice! Regardless, we have a show to run tonight.
Carter: This should be a great night of action! Coming off of a stellar Night of Champions, there's no telling what will happen tonight!
Bennett: And I don't know how she did it, but that Candy has some heart!
Carter: Wow! Positive words from you, Steve?
Bennett: Don't act so surprised! That match was so brutal that, no matter who walked away as the Undisputed Champion, they deserve some props! As long as it wasn't Nostalgia!
Carter: And there it is...
Aiello: Well, tonight we've got a fatal fourway! We have tag team action! We have a great Main Event that has heated up between Clay Byrd and Killian DeVille these last few weeks! There will be a lot of action tonight, folks! But first...
Carter: First we've got a match between two of the EWC's most interesting men!
Bennett: I'm excited for this Mustache Gauntlet! Maurice Yensman is going to wax Kyle Gautier in all five contests!
SINGLES MATCH (FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE)
MAURICE YENSMAN
MAURICE YENSMAN
VS KYLE GAUTIER
Carter: That's right... a MUSTACHE GAUNTLET. Here's a small backstory on this match. A couple of months ago, Maurice Yensman and Kyle Gautier were supposed to square off on FSW UpRising. Kyle Gautier went on what he is calling an "accidental vacation." Last Monday at Night of Champions, Gautier came out and challenged Yensman to a Gauntlet in the battle for the EWC's "best mustache." As Steve alluded to, they will square off in five matches within the next week, culminating in a Mustache versus Mustache Match next Monday night on BRAWL!
Bennett: And Yensman is going to make that sum bitch be bald-lipped!
Aiello: This should be an interesting series of matches, that's for sure! Let's go to Jessica in the ring!
"Life's Been Good" by Joe Walsh begins playing and Maurice Yensman steps out from the back. He slowly begins walking down to the ring as he holds a half-burnt cigarette between his lips.
Stroup: The following is the first match-up in the Best Mustache Gauntlet Series, and it is a Falls Count Anywhere Match! Coming down the aisle... from New York City... weighing 219 pounds... MAURICE YENSMAAAAN!
He looks at the crowd cockily as they shower him with boos and takes a small puff of his cigarette, blowing the smoke into a fan's face. He laughs at the fan as he reaches up to strokes his mustache. He drops the cigarette on the floor and stomps it out, all while staring at the angry fan and laughing.
Aiello: Here comes Maurice Yensman. He claims he has the best mustache in the entire EWC. Kyle Gautier begs to differ. When it’s all said and done, one of them will be bare-lipped!
Bennett: And it ain’t gonna be Yensman! This man is the epitome of class!
Carter: You say as he blows cigarette smoke into someone’s face.
Bennett: He’s just sharing. What a thoughtful guy!
Yensman turns towards the ring, still amused, and approaches the apron. He slowly slides under the bottom rope and rolls into the middle of the ring and up to his feet. He unbuttons his long-sleeved shirt and tosses it into the corner under the bottom turnbuckle as his music begins to fade. The lights in the arena go out to the delight of the attending fans. Slowly, a choir starts lightly harmonizing as a lone spot light warms on them. As the light gets brighter, their vocalizing gets louder until it gets to a fever pitch. Suddenly, they ring out with "YOU CAN'T BRING ME DOWN!" and the lights come up on Kyle Gautier standing in the center of them as 'The Man' by the Killers jumps in.
Stroup: And his opponent… from Mobile, Alabama! Weighing in at 195 pounds… KYLEEEE GAUTIIEEEER!
Kyle has a knowing smirk on his face as the arena erupts with cheers. He makes his way down the ramp , slapping five with fans and acknowledging the underground merch that certain fans have started to cultivate; that is, drawing mustaches on their inner index finger and holding it over their upper lips. He jumps on the apron and as he steps between the ropes, he takes in the adulation, arms in a Creed-song gesture.
Aiello: Kyle Gautier is certainly loved by everyone!
Bennett: Not me! He can kick rocks!
Carter: HOW can you NOT like this guy?!
Bennett: It’s easy. I look at him, decide I don’t like him, and live my life!
DING DING DING
The two men start out in the middle of the ring. As Gautier stands there, he smiles at Maurice. Maurice smirks, scoffs, and rubs his fingers through his luscious mustache. After doing so, he slaps Gautier right in the face.Aiello: Ouch! Yensman tried to slap the mustache right off of Gautier’s face!
Bennett: GOOD!
Gautier strikes back with a hard elbow to Yensman’s sternum. Yensman bounces back, yelling an audible “FUCK!” as he does so.
Bennett: Where your censors at now, huh?!
Carter: I believe those are only reserved for Rob Garcia… and you.
Gautier grabs Yensman as his back is turned and hits him with a “Haha, Whoops!” As he slams Yensman to the ground, he covers quickly.
1
2
KICKOUT by Yensman.
Yensman scrambles to his feet, but Gautier stays on the attack. As Yensman reaches his feet, Gautier puts him back down to the mat with a hard knife-edge chop. Yensman springs up quickly, only to be brought down quickly by another chop. Gautier quickly goes for the legs, looking to lock Yensman into The End. Yensman scrambles to the ropes, forcing a break from the referee. Gautier releases Yensman’s legs and backs off.
Aiello: Some quick offense by Kyle Gautier.
Bennett: He’s cheating. Has to be!
Carter: Why do you always think someone is cheating?
Bennett: If their name isn’t Rob Garcia, they’re cheating. Especially if their name is Mike McGuire!
Aiello: Still going on about that, huh?
Bennett: It’ll never end! Not by a long shot!
Yensman is back up to his feet and he and Gautier lock up. Yensman puts him in a side headlock. As the referee is behind the two, Yensman pokes Gautier in the eye with his thumb.
Aiello: And I suppose that ISN’T cheating?
Bennett: I saw nothing! It’s no disqualification, anyway!
Gautier grabs his eye, the referee asking Yensman what happened. Yensman denies he did anything despite it all being legal and the match continues. Yensman kicks Gautier in the gut and sets him up for a powerbomb. Gautier resists and back body drops Yensman to the mat. He runs and bounces off of the ropes. Yensman turns over and stays on the mat. Gautier jumps over Yensman and bounces off of the other ropes. Yensman pops to his feet and nails Gautier with a dropkick. Gautier hits the mat and Yensman gets up and stretches his arms out to a chorus of boos from the crowd.
Aiello: Yensman doesn’t seem to care about taking advantage when the match is under his control.
Bennett: Doesn’t matter. It’s in the bag.
Yensman’s cockiness catches up to him, as Gautier gets to his feet and nails Yensman with a European uppercut. He spins Yensman around and locks in a sleeper hold! Yensman flails his arms for a second before reaching back and grabbing Gautier’s head. He drops down to his butt and jaw-jacks Gautier. Gautier stumbles backwards to the ropes. Yensman gets up to his feet and runs and clotheslines Gautier over the top rope and to the floor. Yensman stands at the ropes and waits for Gautier to get up. Once he is up, Yensman slings himself over the top rope with a crossbody. But Gautier gets out of the way and Yensman falls flat on his face on the floor. Gautier covers Yensman.
1
2
KICKOUT by Yensman.
Aiello: Well, Yensman isn’t particularly good at the aerial attacks and that one showed.
Bennett: He’s good at whatever he wants to be good at.
Gautier gets up to his feet and picks Yensman up on the outside. He pushes Yensman backwards and drapes his shoulders across the barricade. He lays into Yensman with another knife-edge chop. Yensman gets up and punches Gautier right in the jaw. Gautier grabs his jaw for a second, allowing Yensman to reach into his pants and produce a lead pipe.
Aiello: This could get ugly fast!
Bennett: It’s no disqualification!
Carter: You’ve mentioned that.
Yensman swings at Gautier with the pipe, but Gautier ducks. He grabs the lead pipe out of Yensman’s hand and throws it out of the way and it rolls underneath the ring. Yensman starts walking up the ramp away from Gautier.
Aiello: What’s Yensman doing? Is he calling it quits?
Bennett: Of course not, Joe. He is just giving himself a breather.
As Yensman reaches the top of the ramp, he turns around right into a right hand from Gautier. Gautier hooks Yensman up, looking for a DDT on the stage. Maurice punches Gautier in the ribcage and breaks the hold. He grabs Gautier and flings him right into the set. Gautier bounces off of the wall and hits the ground. Yensman covers him.
1
2
KICKOUT by Gautier.
Carter: Those sets have no give. That couldn’t have felt good!
Yensman gets to his feet and grabs Gautier. He drags Gautier through the curtain and to the backstage area. They come upon a table and Yensman bounces Gautier’s head off of the table. Gautier fires back with another European Uppercut that sends Yensman stumbling backwards. Gautier grabs a bottle of water off of the table and opens it, taking a long swig to regenerate. As Yensman recovers, he is met by a high knee right to the jaw. Gautier scoops Yensman up and body slams him in the backstage area. He goes over to Yensman’s legs and locks him up, flipping him over and into The End.
Aiello: This could be it! He’s got The End locked in!
Yensman yells in pain as he reaches up towards the table. He grabs ahold of the edge, tilting it slightly downward. A glass water pitcher starts to slide off of the table. He manages to snag it before it hits the floor. The End is still locked in, but Yensman grabs the pitcher by the handle and swings it backwards at Gautier. He nails Gautier right in the back of the head with the pitcher and it shatters. Gautier falls limp and the hold is released. Yensman rolls Gautier over and covers him.
1
2
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner of the first Best Mustache Gauntlet Match… MAURICE YENSMAAAAN!The crowd goes into boos as they watch on the MacTron. The referee raises Yensman’s hand as he limps up to his feet. He shakes the referee’s hand away and the referee decides to tend to Gautier instead.
Aiello: And, just like that, Maurice Yensman turned it around and got the victory.
Bennett: As I knew he would!
Carter: That’s one for the New Yorker. These two will hop on a plane tonight and meet again tomorrow night in Daly City on Uprising for Round Two!
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FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
JAMAL JACKSON VS JOE DOE VS NICK JAMES VS EMMA LOUISE
Aiello: Welcome back folks.
Carter: We just witnessed the first battle of the "Great 'Stache War."
Bennett: Maurice Yensman will prove his mustache will dictate the trends of mustaches to come for generations.
Carter: I don’t know. If there is one thing Kyle Gautier takes seriously, it is that glorious mustache.
Aiello: Coming up we have four very serious competitors. A fatal fourway between a few EWC newcomers in Jamal Jackson, Joe Doe, and Nick James, and the wily veteran Emma Louise.
Stroup: Introducing first weighing in at 275 pounds and hailing from Johannesburg, South Africa…. JOE DOE!
The song "Three Little Birds" starts playing and Joe comes in, stands and smiles at the fans. Joe starts jumping up before running to the ring while giving high fives to some fans. He reaches the ring, climbs the ropes and raises both arms.
Aiello: We have not seen Joe Doe in action here yet at EWC.
Bennett: Do we want to?
Carter: From his try-out he seemed to be able to WOW the crowd with his aerial assaults. But that isn’t his only strength. EWC should be a look out for this guy.
Stroup: About to make his way to the ring, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada - here is Jamal Jackson!
"Holla if you Hear me" hits the loud speakers and the camera goes onto the entrance way. We see Jamal Jackson, wearing his white wife beater and blue jean shorts come out to the top of the entrance way. He raises his arms in victory and then slowly makes his way down to the ring. Once he is at ringside, he tosses some steel chairs in the ring and slaps hands with the ringside fans.
He then jumps on the apron and steps through the ropes. He walks to a corner and climbs up, raising his arms in victory. He then gets down and walks right beside the ring announcer and poses to the crowd by raising his arms in victory. He then finds a corner and waits there for the match to start.
Aiello: Here is another guy that can defy the laws of gravity in Jamal Jackson.
Carter: He came up short during the Elimination match last Brawl, so he will be looking to get back on the right track.
Stroup: Introducing next….hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing 250 pounds…. NICK JAMES!
The beginning of "Get Up" by Skrillex ft Korn begins to play as electricity animates through the light boards around the arena. As it returns to the main screen, JAMES appears on the screen as the drop in the song hits.
"I, am clearly broken and no one knows what to do"
James appears from behind the curtains as the lyrics begin. He has a hoodie covering his face. He stops at the top of the ramp.
"Times are looking grim these days..Holding on to everything, It's hard to draw the line"
He turns around as the drop hits and red lights start to flash throughout the arena
"SHUT THE FUCK UP GET UPPP"
The wobble from Skrillex hits and he turns around, removing the hoodie and walking down to the ring.
James ignores the crowd as he slides into the ring. His music fades as Jessica raises the microphone back up to her mouth.
Aiello: Like Jackson, the Elimination Match did not end as he had hoped.
Bennett: Look at that marvelous sum’bitch. He will be the one to take this without a doubt.
"Neo Geo' plays and Emma dances through the curtain. She waves to the crowd and then walks, half dancing to the ring, waving to the crowd as she goes before slipping feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope.
Stroup: Making her way to the ring...weighing in at Several pounds of girly goodness and hailing from London. England…. EMMA LOUISE!
Aiello: Emma Louise is always a threat to walk away with the win.
Carter: She has been one of the Must See for EWC for longer than just about anyone of the active roster.
DING DING DING
Nick James charges at Emma Louise, going for a Clothesline, but Emma ducks under, she bends forward into Back heel kick, stunning James momentarily. Emma delivers a Thrust Kick, James bounces off the ropes, but comes back with a devastating Clothesline that flips Emma Louise. Meanwhile, Jamal Jackson caught Joe Doe with a Spear. Jamal quickly pounces and delivers a series of vicious blows to the head of Joe Doe. Until Nick James runs past the downed Emma and connects with a kick to the face of Jackson. James grabs Jamal and sends him through the ropes onto the outside. He turns, when Joe Doe connects with a Dropkick that sends Nick James through the ropes, he lands next to Jamal.Joe Doe turns to see Emma charging at him, he charges at her, striking first, taking her down with a Sling Blade. He goes for the cover.
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Broken up by Jamal Jackson.
Aiello: Joe Doe with the first pinfall attempt in his debut. Hot start. Let’s see if he can keep it up in this mayhem.
Jamal brings Joe Doe to his feet, then sends him into the corner with an Irish Whip with enough force that Joe Doe drops to the mat in the corner. He turns to Emma, but Nick James grabs his shoulder, spinning him around, then follows up by driving his knee into the gut of Jackson. He whips Jackson into Joe Doe, James charges and connects with a Cannonball into both of them. Nick James takes a second to survey the wreckage, giving Emma a window to come from behind, grab his shoulder, spin him around, deliver a kick to the gut. She goes for the Twist of Hate but Nick James pushes her off. She goes for a kick but he grabs her leg, brings her in and takes her down with a Devastating Lariat. He quickly grabs her by the hair, dragging her to her knees. He sets her up, lifts, then drives her headfirst into the mat with the All Canadian Piledriver. He goes for the cover.
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2
Broken up by Joe Doe.
Bennett: Now you see why I picked Nick James, aside from being the classiest guy in this match.
Carter: Fast paced and hard hitting. Great start by all these competitors.
Nick James gets to his feet a second after Joe Doe, giving Joe Doe to connect with a Step Up Enziguri. Nick James staggers back a step, Joe Doe lunges forward connecting with Hard Fall. Nick James falls to the mat, then rolls to the outside before Joe Doe can go for the pin. Joe Doe turns, and is met with a Superkick from Jamal Jackson, sending him into the corner. Jackson lifts him up to the top turnbuckle then begins to ascend. Both men are now standing on the Top Turnbuckle. Jamal Jackson wraps up Joe Doe, then drives him to the mat with Fly High. He goes for the cover.
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2
Broken up by Emma Louise.
Aiello: Jamal Jackson shocks the crowd with that One Man Spanish Fly.
Carter: The athleticism and body control to pull that off is off the charts.
Emma Louise immediately locks the HLA on Jamal Jackson. Jackson is struggling to break free. The ref checks on him, but he refuses to quit. Emma tightens her grip, cutting off more circulation and airflow. Jackson is on a knee, fighting to stay awake. He is saved when Nick James slides into the ring and delivers a Double Axehandle Smash to Emma Louise’s back. James jerks her up, sets her up, lifts and sends her into the corner with a Buckle Bomb. Before he can capitalize, Joe Doe steps in front, spins, and delivers Nap Time. He goes for the cover.
1
2
Broken up by Jamal Jackson.
Jamal tosses Emma outside the ring. He lifts Joe Doe up with his arms hooked then drives him back down with a Double Arm DDT. Jamal then jets to the corner, hops onto the top turnbuckle, sets, leaps, and comes down onto Joe Doe with a Frog Splash. He goes for the cover.
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Emma kicks out.
Aiello: Joe Doe with another nearfall.
Bennett: Maybe he is worth a watch. Still not sold.
Carter: You’re ridiculus.
Jamal Jackson quickly surveys the land to see him still alone with Emma. He grabs her by the arm and shoulder, bringing her to her knees, setting her up, he lifts her up for Feel the Thunda, but as he spins her around, she manages to spin out of the hold and land on her feet. Jamal charges, but Emma ducks his Clothesline attempt. She delivers a kick to the gut, grabs Jamal and brings him down with Em’s the Brakes. She goes for the cover.
1
2
Broken up by Nick James.
Nick James sends Emma into the corner with an Irish Whip. Before he go on the attack, Joe Doe comes from behind and locks in a Sleeper Hold. But Nick James manages to maneuver his body and deliver a few hard elbows to the gut, breaking his grip. Nick James whips him into the ropes, on the rebound, Nick James steps up, pushing Joe Doe in the air, then grabs him, driving him down hard to the mat with a Pop-Up Powerbomb. He goes for the cover.
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2
The ref taps on Nick James shoulder to point out that Joe Doe’s foot hanging off the apron under the ropes.
Aiello: Nick James had him there. Just poor bad luck for James where Joe Doe landed.
Bennett: Dumb luck.
Carter: No. That’s not. Nevermind.
Nick James grabs the head of Joe Doe, bringing him to his feet as he gets to a vertical base. But he doesn’t see Jamal Jackson on the top turnbuckle, Jackson leaps, and connects with a Double Missile Dropkick that sends James and Doe crashing to the mat. Emma charges at him and dives through him with a Diving Spear. Jamal gets up a second after Emma, but Emma strikes first with a few Cross Chops, followed by a Spin Kick, she finishes the combo by driving Jamal Jackson’s head into the mat with Girl Crush. Before she can go for the pin, Nick James grabs her and spins her around. But he gets a kick to the gut, and she drives him down with Girl Crush. She goes for the pin.
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3!
NO!
Broken up by Joe Doe.
Aiello: EMMA was a split second away from victory.
Carter: Joe Doe keeping his chance at a debut win alive.
Joe grabs Emma, spins toward the corner, and throws her between the turnbuckles so her shoulder collides with the ringpost. He heads to the top turnbuckle. Joe Doe sets, leaps, and comes crashing down on Nick James with Dream Land. He goes for the cover.
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3!
NO!
Jamal Jackson breaks up the pin.
Aiello: Joe Doe had victory in his grasp, but Jamal Jackson ripped it away at the last second.
Joe Doe gets up almost as quickly as Jackson and charges, but Jamal Jackson is ready for Doe, grabs him, using his momentum against him spins him around and drives him down with a Tilt A Whirl Back Breaker. He heads to the corner, climbs to the top turnbuckle. He sets himself, leaps, landing hard on Joe Doe with Street Life Splash. He leaps to his feet, sensing Nick James coming, Jackson connects with a SuperKick that sends James into the ropes, he bounces off, Jamal Jackson delivers a kick to the gut, sets him up, lifts, him up, spins him around and drives him down with Blue Thunder Bomb. This takes almost everything from Jackson as he takes a few seconds to crawl over to cover Nick James.
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3!
NO! Emma from outside the ring, pulls Jackson to the outside.
Aiello: All four competitors are down after that sequence. These four competitors have given it their all.
Outside the ring, Emma and Jackson get to their feet. Jackson swings at Emma, but she ducks under it. As his back is turned, Emma shoves him hard into the ring post and he collapses to the ground. Emma slides into the ring and sees Joe Doe getting to his feet. Doe sprints at Emma immediately and Emma ducks down and back body drops Doe over the top rope and to the outside.
Aiello: This could be Emma's moment to capitalize!
Slowly, Nick James stumbles to his feet. Emma Louise sees this and bounces off of the ropes. She charges at James but he catches her, looking to deliver a belly to belly suplex. He lifts her up over his head but she shifts her momentum and lands on her feet behind him. She spins him around, kicks him in the gut, and uses all of her strength to lift him up and hit him with the Girl Crush! She falls to the mat grabbing her back from his weight, but she slowly crawls over and drapes an arm over Nick James.
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3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Here is your winner! EMMAAAAA LOUIIIIISE!Carter: Emma Louise wins! It's been quite awhile, but she's finally gotten herself back into the win column!
Bennett: I cannot believe this!
Aiello: What a hard-fought win for Emma Louise! She certainly deserves it after what feels like an eternity of losing!
Emma Louise gets up off of the mat and allows the referee to raise her hand. She pulls away from him and raises an arm in the air as she exits the ring to a cheering Salt Lake City crowd.
Aiello: What a start it has been in Salt Lake City!
Carter: When we return from the commercial break, Iron Butterfly will take on Marquee! Don't go anywhere!
We go to Victor Price who is backstage, looking for someone. He looks up and down the hallway, and then smiles.
Victor Price: Ah there he is..
The camera man pans over to none other than the International Champion Griffin Hawkins, he sits on one of the carts backstage, strumming his guitar as the International Title is right by him. Price walks up to him as he stops, looking up at the CO-General Manager.
Griffin Hawkins: Are you lost?..
Victor Price: No..actually I was looking for you all night. Just want to say that was a hell of a showing at Night of Champions. Even though you didn't leave with the title, you still represented Brawl. I got a feeling this won't be your last chance at the Undisputed Title.
Griffin Hawkins: That's the first correct thing you've ever said to me. Usually the cool thing to do these days after you lose is to go out and do something stupid to get arrested....or go home for a while and sulk about it. Neither of those is my style, I'll get another chance down the line..right now I'm solely focused on the International Title.
Victor Price: I'm glad you feel that way. Because I still think with me by your side, I can make you one of the greatest Champions in EWC history.
He sighs in a frustrated tone.
Griffin Hawkins: When are you going to get it? I don't need nor want your help. I got where I am today on my own. Everything I've accomplished in EWC is because I earned it...not because I needed the boss to hold my hand the entire way. If..no...WHEN I do become Undisputed Champion one day, it'll be by my own merits...and because I did it my way.
Victor Price: Do you really want to end up the way Natalie Young did? I offered her friendship...and she spat in my face. Now look at what happened to her..in her first title defense she ended up losing. You don't have to be like her..you can be by my side. You can be the big star you should have been a long time ago.
Griffin Hawkins: You really don't get it do you? I don't want to be your puppet. I don't want to look back ten years from now and see myself selling out just to get ahead. I'm not stupid Price, when I came over to Rampage years ago, Michael Saint tried to feed me the same line of bullshit that you're feeding me now..and I didn't fall for it then either.
Victor Price: Here's the thing.. I'm not Michael Saint, I actually respect you for everything you've done here in this company. You've held the Television Title, the United States Title...and the International Title. All that's missing now to complete it is the Undisputed Title..and I can get you there. A one on one match with Candy for all the marbles...just think of it. Isn't that what you want?
Griffin Hawkins: Yes it is...but not this way. I'm gonna earn my shot, I'd rather it happen that way instead of you handing out title shots they are candy at Halloween. I have my future to think about.
Victor Price: Exactly, this is for your future...think of not just you Griffin...think of your family...your kids..your wife...hell, she's pregnant with a baby girl on the way from what I've heard...do you want to let your daughter down?...
As if the red flag went off in his head, he grabs Price by the shirt and pins him to the wall, a glint of rage in his eyes. Price looks scared for his life.
Griffin Hawkins: Don't you...EVER talk about my family like that again, or you'll go home in a fucking box! Understand?!
Victor Price: Okay Okay!...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to upset you, just think about what I said...okay?
He disgustedly shoves him, letting go of his shirt.
Griffin Hawkins: ....Get out of my sight.
He catches his breath and quickly walks off, Griffin takes a deep breath, trying to regain composure as we go to a break.
As we return from commercial, we are in the back. “Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie has her head on a swivel, nervously looking back and forth, hoping to catch a glimpse of Nostalgia. She struggles to push through a set of heavy double doors, finally getting to her destination. “MUCHO GRANDE!” written on the door.
KNOCK
KNOCK
She nervously twists her hair, still looking to her left and right until the door opens. Carlos Ruiz answers the door, a big smile when he sees his friend, and his best friend’s fiance, Ashley Brizzie. Her hand is covering her face, so Carlos greets her as the Happy-Go-Lucky friend he is.
Carlos Ruiz: HOLA Señorita! Mucho Congrats on the Marrying! I was happy very much to be there.
Even with the language and culture barrier, Carlos can tell his friend is upset.
Carlos Ruiz: Señorita Ashley, why you crying the tears?
“Dream Weaver”: Carlos. Leo is missing. Have you see him?
Carlos Ruiz: Oh No! No Bueno. No Bueno at all. What happened? Did you two fight? Maybe he smoked too much of the marijuana?
Carlos tries a small joke because he knows his friend likes to laugh, but to no avail.
“Dream Weaver”: No Carlos. We were getting him checked out at EWC Headquarters when Draco and his goons kidnapped Leo. I haven’t heard from him. His phone is off.
Carlos Ruiz: They are bad peoples. They get Carlos deported. If not for Señor Leo, maybe Carlos not join EWC and become Tag Team Champion. Carlos will do whatever he can to help Señorita Ashley.
Ashley embraces Carlos, wrapping her arms around his neck, weeping on his shoulder a bit. Carlos pats her on the back to comfort her.
“Dream Weaver”: I know he is here, I can feel it.
Carlos Ruiz: Señor Leo is strong like the bulls Señorita Ashley. Carlos know his friend will find his way back to you. Let Carlos know what I can do.
Ashley gives Carlos a kiss on the cheek, then wipes the tears from her eyes as she pulls away.
“Dream Weaver”: Thank you Carlos. Please call me if you see him. Nice title by the way.
Ashley Brizzie leaves, Carlos walks over and grabs his Tag Team Title, smiling at the thought of being an EWC Champion. A few minutes later, there is another knock at the door.
KNOCK
KNOCK
Carlos Ruiz places down the Tag Team Title onto the bench as he turns to open the door. A wide grin plastered on his face expecting it to be his last guest..
Carlos Ruiz: Hol...
Carlos is cut short when a size 18 boot is driven into his chest, knocking him to the ground. The shadow of the hood hides the face from the camera. The attacker then grabs Carlos, deadlifts him, and throws him into the lockers. The locker dents from impact as Carlos drops to the ground. He puts his hands up.
Carlos: Por que?
That is all he can say before the size 18 boot delivers the knockout blow, then a few devastating stomps on the chest for good measure the attacker then turns and leaves as Carlos lay unconscious. The hooded figure leans down, grabs Carlos by the throat lifting him straight in the air, his feet dangling, but before it gets worse, the door bursts open, as Grizzly Duggan enters.
Grizzly Duggan: Hey buddy. Empañada… What the…
Grizzly throws the food, charges, cocks back, and goes for a haymaker. BUT THE HOODED FIGURE CATCHES THE MONSTER’S PUNCH. Grizzly’s eyes widen as he has never experienced someone even close to his strength. The hooded figure throws Carlos into Grizzly’s arms. Grizzly catches his tag team partner, gently placing him on the bench next to them. He turns, and is met with the same size 18 boot in the head. The big man staggers. The hooded figure, slightly shorter and less massive than Grizzly charges forward and delivers the size 18 to Grizzly’s chest, knocking him back into the wall. The figure seemingly floats toward the Monster, grabs him by the head and shoulder, swings him around, and throws him STRAIGHT THROUGH THE WALL. The hooded figure walks over Grizzly through the hole in the wall, down the hall, then seemingly disappears.
SINGLES MATCH
IRON BUTTERFLY
VS MARQUEE
VS MARQUEE
Aiello: Folks, I don't know what we just witnessed. But the EWC Tag Team Champions have been absolutely destroyed.
Bennett: I love it.
Carter: We will do our best to keep you updated on this situation, folks.
Aiello: That we will. Coming up next, we've got Iron Butterfly and Marquee!
Carter: Both newer to the BRAWL roster, but Marquee has been around the EWC for awhile.
Aiello: That's right. He came over from FSW in hopes of furthering his career, but so far hasn't had quite the success he would like.
Bennett: That's all gonna change tonight!
"No Easy Way Out” by Robert Tepper plays and Iron Butterfly comes out looking like a tiny ball of nervous energy.
Stroup: Introducing first... from Omaha Nebraska, weighing at 115 pounds.......... Iron BUTTERFLY.
She begins her walk down the aisle but is startled by the pyros going off behind her. She clutches her chest from the heart attack she just had and finishes her walk to the ring. She high fives some of the fans before entering the ring and pacing around nervously. "Hate Me Now" begins to play as Marquee walks out onto the rampway. Behind him a shower of purple pyro comes from the floor up. At this point Marquee bends down to one knee, points at himself, and shakes his head up and down.
Stroup: Her opponent… from Miami, Florida… Marqueeeee!
He walks inside the ring and stands on each corner as he listens to a chorus mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd.
Aiello: I hate to be negative, but it looks like Iron Butterfly is not interested in this match.
Carter: I feel the same way, Joe.
DING DING DING
Marquee takes a run at Iron Butterfly, but she retreats to the outside. Marquee looks down at her outside the ring. She has a terrified look on her face. The referee begins his count. Marquee steps through the ropes and to the outside. He begins to chase Iron Butterfly around the ring. She slides into the ring and Marquee follows. As he slides in, she stomps on his back.Bennett: A little cat and mouse!
Marquee makes his way to his feet as she continues an attack. She tries to kick him in the gut, but he grabs her foot. Her smirk disappears as a fiery look comes across Marquee’s face. She shakes her head no. He yells something incoherent at her and spins her around by the ankle. He locks her in a full-nelson and drives her into the mat with the Grand Marquee! He rolls her over and covers.
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3!
DING DING DING
Aiello: Wow! That was fast!Bennett: You’re damn right it was!
Carter: Well, sometimes it just isn’t your day. And, folks, it wasn’t Iron Butterfly’s day.
“Hate Me Now” begins playing again and Marquee stands up to celebrate. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms, the crowd raining boos down on the man from Miami.
Aiello: Well, folks, we have a scheduled commercial break coming up. After the break, we’ve got tag team action! Unholy Two and NSFW clash next!
The scene fades to commercial.
As we return from commercial break, the lights in the arena go down as the MacTron lights up. We see a blonde tattooed girl working out. She is adorned in American Flag styled workout clothes. She drops the weight as she looks into the camera. She takes a sip of water as she smirks and speaks in a heavy southern accent.
Bobbi Springfield: Howdy y'all. The name is Bobbi Springfield. Y'all don't know me yet but ya will soon. Monday Night Brawl is about to get patriotic. Y'all ain't even ready for what I bring to the table.
She goes back to working out as she does some lunges. She finishes her set and stops again to drink her water and speak
Bobbi Springfield: Monday Night Brawl and it's entire roster better be ready. YEE HAW!
The scene fades out as Bobbi continues working out. The words "Bobbi Springfield" pop up on the screen followed by "Coming Soon to Monday Night Brawl" as the scene fades to black.
TAG TEAM MATCH
UNHOLY TWO
VS NSFW
VS NSFW
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL. We've seen Maurice Yensman beat Kyle Gautier in the first of many matches in their Mustache Gauntlet!
Carter: As well as Emma Louise earning her first victory in quite awhile in a brutal Fatal Fourway!
Bennett: What about Bobbi Springfield?! She's a looker!
Carter: We are all very excited about Bobbi Springfield. Her debut is coming soon!
Aiello: Next up, some action for what many consider the reborn tag team division. MUCHO GRANDE! took the straps at Night of Champions and these two teams are looking to position themselves as potential contenders. In one corner, you have NSFW. They captured a definite victory over The Limit--
Bennett: They didn’t win a damn thing, boy! I called the match of my life and The Limit took those two losers to school.
Carter: They won that tables match. It says so in the record books.
Aiello: Indeed it does but NSFW, Bishop Church reportedly earned himself another trip to the hospital after that match. There is no way he is 100 percent tonight. So their opponents the Unholy Two will look to seize on it.
Bennett: I look at these two sons of bitches and thought they’d be badasses! But they ain’t! They’re just as soft as their opponents. Get ready for another SNOOZE fest!
Carter: El and Roach have been very vocal about their not so auspicious start to their careers here. Collateral Damage stole a victory out from under them in their debut and the grizzled veterans came up short and were defeated by Iggy Swango and Dreamweaver. But I’d give credit to the three on two advantage Bulletproof had when they blindsided these two brawlers.
Aiello: Well here you go. Unholy Two gets the competition they want - face to face and they’re licking their chops at taking on the wounded prey that is NSFW.
Stroup: The following match is a EWC Tag Team division contest, first …
Disturbed's cover of Land of Confusion begins to play and the house lights flash along with the beat of the song.
Mike McGuire and Bishop Church step out onto the stage. Mike points out for Bishop various fan signs for them. Side by side, they make their way down to the ring.
Stroup: Now on their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 400 pounds, Mike McGuire and Bishop Church, N ...S ...F ...W!
Mike is in the ring bouncing back and forth to either side of the ring multiple times before John finally climbs up the ring steps. They meet in the middle of the ring and look to the crowd. With Bishop two steps behind, they both pose by standing on the second rope each with a fist raised in the air.
The arena goes dark and silent before the sound of a slow heartbeat pumps over the sound system. It slows to a flat line and 'Return of the Tres' hits, replacing it as the arena is bathed in red light. El and Roach step out from the back, looking around the arena before sauntering down to the ring in their own time.
Stroup: And their opponents... at a total combined weight of 413 pounds... El and Roach... the Unholy Two!
El rolls in beneath the ropes as Roach steps in over the top. They meet in their corner, briefly discussing who will start things off.
DING DING DING
Both teams stick to their respective corners to start with. Mike seems to be insisting to her partner that she start out, given his still mending injury. Over in the Unholy Two’s corner, the veterans look like they’re playing roshambo to see who goes first.
El: Ha! Poor predictable rock. Better luck next time, partner.
The big Latino steps over the ropes, joined by a fired up McGuire. The two tap fists briefly in a show of sportsmanship that makes Bennett audibly gag.
Bennett: None of that pussy shit, this ain’t a mutual admiration society.
Carter: What’s wrong with a little common sportsmanship? It’s actually nice to see every now and then.
El, seemingly amused by the height difference between him and the redhead, holds his hands up for a test of strength. Unfortunately, McGuire can’t reach. El laughs raucously, but Mike’s sick of the short jokes in a hurry and introduces his kneecap to the toe of her boot at high velocity.
The big man roars out in pain and Mike runs back into the ropes, launching herself… right into a shoulder tackle!
With the New Yorker dazed for the moment, El smacks his knee to get some circulation back into it and tags Roach in. The ref starts counting and the Unholy Two don’t waste a second, moving quickly over to McGuire and yanking her legs hard!
Aiello: Unholy Split!
Bennett: That’ll put some hitch in that soulless ginger bitch’s giddyup!
El dips out before the five count as Roach drops an elbow onto Mike, covering her quick.
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McGuire kicks out with authority!
Carter: It’s gonna take a lot more than that to put McGuire away.
Bennett: Whatever. This match is a snorefest. I’m taking a goddamn nap.
Aiello: Are you sure you wanna do that after what happened last time?
Bennett grumbles, but does indeed opt not to duck out to dreamland. Meanwhile, in the ring, Roach pulls Mike up by her fiery mop and grabs her in a front facelock, lifting her up for a suplex- but he took too much time doing it! Mike recovers in midair, slipping free and bringing him down into a neckbreaker! Scrambling to her corner, she hesitates just slightly, but with a mouth of the word ‘careful’, she tags her partner in.
Her concern seems unfounded though- the moment that Church hits the ring he’s a casa en fuego, charging Roach and flooring him with a clothesline that nearly knocks Roach out of his boots. The veteran works his way to his feet only to be knocked down with ANOTHER clothesline, and ANOTHER after that.
The third time Roach gets up, he’s obviously a bit loopy. Bishop capitalizes, grabbing him and slamming him down into the mat, rolling him up quick.
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Roach kicks out!
Aiello: Belly to belly suplex! Didn’t quite do the job, but Bishop Church is fired up!
Bennett: Big deal.
Carter: He’s not the best color man in the business for nothing, folks.
Roach slowly picks himself up to his hands and knees. Seeing his compromised position and thinking on his feet, Church heads back to the ropes, looking for a running knee, but El foils his plans by kicking him in the back. As the big man staggers forward, he’s met with a hard boot by Roach, who quickly tags in his partner.
The Unholy Two don’t waste any time, they’re on the big man fast, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up, bringing him down hard to the mat in a nasty double chokeslam! Roach darts out to the apron, beating the five count by a hair while El goes for the pin.
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Kickout!
Aiello: The Unholy Special nets only a near fall!
Carter: These two teams are really going at each other hard, but neither can seem to get the other to stay down. Testament to the fighting spirit of both the upstart NSFW and the veteran Unholy Two!
Bennett: Yawn.
Aiello: The Unholy Two seem to be making a lot of quick tags. Perhaps they don’t quite have the stamina that NSFW does?
Carter: It’s a smart strategy though. By swapping out often, neither El or Roach have the chance to get completely worn down.
El pulls Church to hs feet and, throwing all his weight into it, Irish Whips him into the ropes. The Latino obviously has designs on a back body drop, but Church sees it coming and kicks El in the gut instead!
Bishop sees the setup for a DDT and looks to capitalize, but El counters, ramming his fist into the big man’s ribs, prompting an involuntary shriek from McGuire on the outside.
Bennett: What the hell is that bitch screaming about? Women.
Carter: Well, if you’ve been paying attention instead of putting all your effort into being as big a jerk as possible, Bishop Church is still probably mending that injury he sustained at Night of Champions.
Aiello: Unfortunately for Church, it doesn’t look like El’s done capitalizing on that injury just yet.
He most certainly isn’t. Hooking Church’s leg, El pulls him into an abdominal stretch that makes the crowd wince. Bishop isn’t the screaming sort but his expression is twisted in pain, the big man hissing through his teeth in obvious agony. Spots of red are starting to show up the bandages peeking out of his singlet. Mike, on the contrary, is as loud as her partner is quiet, shrieking all sorts of obscenities at El as well as encouraging her partner to break free and get to her.
Glancing behind her, looking around, Mike begins to stomp on the apron, rallying the crowd up. They follow her lead, cheering the distressed Church on.
And whether it’s her encouragement, or theirs, or just his own strength of will, Bishop manages to counter the stretch into a hiptoss! It obviously took a bit out of him though, because the big man is wincing in pain, obviously favoring his side, which is a bit more bloodstained than before.
Mike is practically halfway into the ring- if she leaned forward any further she’d probably topple over. Church heads for her, reaching out to make the tag…
Unfortunately for NSFW, though, El isn’t nearly as down and out as he should be, beating Church to the corner and knocking Mike off the apron, none too softly either.
Bennett: Ha! Hope she clipped her jaw something good. Bitch is so ugly that some missing teeth’d only improve her looks.
Carter: I’m not even going to comment on that.
Aiello: Either way, NSFW is in dire straits here. Obviously Church has reopened that wound- if he can’t find a way to get to his partner, it might be good night for the orange and green.
Seeing El’s back to him, Church, perhaps in desperation, grabs hold of his sides and goes to roll him up into a schoolboy! The veteran grabs ahold of the ropes, though, leaving the technician on his back, unable to finish the rollup. Viciously, El gives his prone opponent a hard stomp to the ribs, and makes his way to his own corner to tag in his partner. Roach almost casually holds a hand out to receive the tag-in. Smacking the hand of his partner, El gives a nod to the beaten down Church, and the Unholy Two pull him up with bad intentions, popping him up into a double flapjack! Bishop hits the mat hard, and Roach goes for the cover as El scrambles out of the ring.
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Church just barely gets the shoulder up!
Aiello: How about that! Bishop Church, digging down deep and refusing to die!
Carter: You really have to admire this man’s tenacity, his fortitude, his strength of will.
Bennett: I don’t have to do nothing I don’t want to, goddamn it.
Audibly cursing, Roach gets up and looks down at his exhausted, nearly spent opponent, and looks back to his corner, giving El a nod. El nods back and slips in, tired himself but more than energetic enough to put this match in the bag. He goes to flip Church to his waiting partner, Roach looking on, taut and ready to take this one home…
But no! Somehow, someway, the wounded big man has the wherewithal to counter, heaving El out of the ring with an overhead belly to belly suplex! Roach, snapped out of his state of readiness, just gapes in shock and is floored by a charging clothesline!
Aiello: Unholy Plunge denied! How is Bishop Church surviving?
Carter: He’s got to be running on fumes by now. How much can one man take?
The crowd is on their feet, chanting the wounded warrior’s name, stomping their feet, doing anything they can to rally him. With extraordinary effort, Church crawls on hands and knees to his corner, sweat dripping from his forehead and gasping for breath. Mike pulls herself back up onto the apron and holds out her hand.
McGuire: C’mon, buddy. I gotcha. You done good, let me take this thing home for us.
It’s so close- their fingers within a hair’s breadth from each other- but the whole moment is completely spoiled by a hard elbow to the back! Roach is obviously sick of playing around and is in no mood for inspiring heroics. McGuire gives him some choice words and goes to charge him, but is stopped short by Paul Turner, who also gets a venomous earful.
Carter: Can’t blame her for being frustrated, but I think she just accused our referee of doing something that’s actually illegal in most civilized countries.
Aiello: Oh my.
Bennett: That bitch has the worst goddamn guttermouth I’ve ever heard in my fucking life. She damn well ought to be ashamed of herself.
Mike’s temper has obviously gotten the better of her, and it’s not to NSFW’s advantage- her arguing with the ref allows El to sneak in and give Church a hard boot to the ribs, slithering back out before the ref can do anything about it, despite Mike’s screeching of ‘LOOK BEHIND YOU, DUMBASS’. By the time Turner does turn around, though, Roach has made good use of his partner’s clever assistance and has pinned Bishop!
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It’s slight, and weak, but a kickout is a kickout. Roach lets out a bit of a frustrated sigh, but shrugs it off and looks to his partner, tapping at his wrist. It’s time to finish this- he can’t possibly have anything left now, and Roach is going to make damn sure of that. Pulling Church to his feet, Roach hits a snapmare takeover, knocking the worn-out technician to a sitting position. Darting behind him, Roach reaches down and locks in a reverse waistlock, one hand clutching tight to his opposite wrist, wrenching the hold in as tightly as he can.
A small sound, a whimper almost, escapes Bishop’s lips- a noise akin to outright screaming in pain for most people. He bites it back though, breathes in. He has next to nothing left- but next to nothing is still something, and he pulls it out, the very last dregs he has in the tank. He gets to his feet with near Herculean effort and drags himself, Roach still wrenching into his midsection, toward the corner.
Mike clutches the tag rope and leans as far forward as she can.
Every step Church takes feels like it weighs a ton, and sometimes it’s negated by Roach pulling him backward. He’s never going to make it to Mike at this rate. There’s only one thing he can think of to do. Something that, not so terribly long ago, would never have even crossed his mind. But if he doesn’t, he knows that he’ll never make it.
Half glazed eyes flick to the referee’s face. Paul Turner’s gaze is locked on their hands. He breathes in…
...and kicks like a mule with all the strength he can muster up, not forward, but backwards. Roach immediately collapses in a heap to the mat, howling and clutching a, well, rather tender area. Church half-lunges and half-falls forward.
His hand smacks against Mike’s and he collapses in a panting heap outside the ring, completely and utterly spent as his partner bursts into the ring like a fireball.
Carter: AND MIKE MCGUIRE GETS THE HOT TAG! What on earth just happened?
Aiello: I think… I think Bishop managed to kick a leg back! Probably got Roach in the inner thigh.
Bennett: Oh, you’re both full of shit, he kicked the man right square in the balls! What kind of a man does that? I tell you, I wasn’t keen on Church to begin with but at least he was a goddamn straight shooter. But now? That soulless ginger bitch he hangs around is nothing but a bad fucking influence.
Bad influence or not, Mike isn’t wasting a second and is taking a lot of pent up aggression out as she smashes Roach in the face with a hard forearm, knocking him back into the ropes. El slips in, trying to get involved, and gets a dropkick to the knee for his trouble. The bigger man staggers a bit, and is hit with a Rubbernecker!
Unfortunately, while McGuire is dealing with El, Roach takes the opportunity to snatch her up in the same waistlock he treated her partner to. He lifts her up, perhaps with the intent of a suplex, but is hit in the face with a back elbow and McGuire slips free, landing on her feet. Roach staggers, turns around, and sees that, miraculously, Bishop Church has managed to get to his feet, and is perched on the apron. He goes for a punch to neutralize the threat, but is grabbed by the hair, Church dropping his head throat-first onto the ropes!
The big man’s second wind doesn’t last long though, and he collapses onto the floor from the apron. Roach turns around, gasping for air a bit and holding his throat, but Mike’s ready for him, fist primed back for the KFS-
And it connects hard, her fist slamming like a Mack truck right between Roach’s eyes! The bigger man crumples to the canvas. His partner tries to make the save, but Mike sidesteps and El goes flying over the ropes to the outside instead! Looking to avoid any more shenanigans, Mike hits the mat, hooking Roach’s leg for the pin!
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DING DING DING
Jessica Stroup: Your winners via pinfall, NSFW!
Aiello: Roach is Knocked For Six, and NSFW’s winning streak continues!
Bennett: Sons of bitches had to cheat to get it done, though.
Carter: Bishop Church fighting through that re-aggravated injury really made the difference here tonight. An impressive win against the Unholy Two, as NSFW continues their climb toward the top!
In the ring, El helps his partner to his feet and shrugs, giving Roach a pat on the shoulder as he rubs his jaw. Mike, for her part, doesn’t stick around to have her hand raised- she immediately rolls out to the ring to check on her partner, slinging one of his arms over her shoulders and giving the crowd a cursory wave as she helps him to the back.
Aiello: When we return from commercial break... The former EWC Tag Team Champion Rob Garcia takes on Friday Night Rampage's Billy Mitchell! This will be a great match-up! Stay tuned!
When we return from commercial, "Doc" Hollister is in the ring with a microphone.
"Doc": Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL! It's been a great night, tonight. We've seen a lot of great action, but next week when we go to one of the biggest cities in the world Houston, Texas, we will have one of our biggest Monday Night BRAWLs ever! TEN marquis matches will be coming your way. Next week, on BRAWL, at the awesome Toyota Center, we will be holding the inaugural "Doc's Debut Contract Contest!" What does that mean? Well, I'll tell you! It means we'll be showcasing not one, but two local, homegrown Texas talents in our very own BRAWL ring, fighting for the chance at a one-year EWC contract on the brand of their choice! Next Monday, it will be Aaron "Dust Devil" Vedil vs the Wrasslin' Wrangler, Austin Johnson for a chance at wrestling superstardom! You won't want to miss it!
A mixed, almost uncaring reaction comes from the Salt Lake City crowd.
"Doc": But in true EWC action, there's plenty! Two of those matches are the real reason why I am here right now. First... the EWC Television Champion Amis Shelton WILL DEFEND his title against Clay Byrd!
The crowd boos for both competitors.
Aiello: Despite this crowd's reaction, that will be a great match-up!
"Doc": And... we will have a Main Event for the ages! In tag team action, the two teams who walked away victorious at Night of Champions will face off in a Number One Contenders match! That's right. NSFW, who defeated The Limit, will take on...
"Doc" takes a note card out of his pocket.
"Doc": "Freaks and Geeks Present: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution LIVE from Mr. Bigg’s Limo" also known as Ashley Brizzie and Iggy Swango, who defeated Bulletproof and the Unholy Two last week!
The crowd has a major pop for both teams.
Aiello: Looking forward to that match!
Bennett: I hope they both lose!
"Doc": But, for now, enjoy the rest of the night! We've still got two great matches coming your way!
"Doc" hands the microphone back to Jessica Stroup as "American Idiot" plays and "Doc" exits the ring and heads towards the back.
SINGLES MATCH
BILLY MITCHELL
VS ROB GARCIA
VS ROB GARCIA
Aiello: Next Monday will be a great show, folks, but Monday Night BRAWLERS... THIS show goes on! Next up, the recently returned Billy Mitchell debuts on the red brand. He takes on the former Tag Team Champion, Rob Garcia!
Bennett: Who started to let these Rampage sons of bitches on our show? Billy Mitchell can kiss my ass!
Carter: Professional as always. Interbrand rivalry withstanding, I enjoy when we have the chance to see fresh new match ups. Here’s the thing, Billy and Rob have a little history. Billy Mitchell used to beef with The ReVenant. Rob Garcia being one of those members. Rob may have convenient amnesia about the ordeal but Mitchell seems to remember the score.
Stroup: The following match is schedule for one fall …
Wind howls through the speakers as the lights begin to fall and a single guitar riff breaks through the silence. Those who recognize the tell-tale chord give a rousing ovation, eager for the man’s arrival, while others wait with bated breath. The guitar is soon overcome by an onset of drums as the music quickly revs up, becoming the infamous ballad of “The Good, Bad and the Ugly”. The cheers become deafening as Billy Mitchell steps out from behind the curtain and strides up to the edge of the stage, the coattails of his duster billowing behind him.
Stroup: First, hailing from Norco, California and weighing in at 250 pounds, “The American Outlaw” Billy Mitchell!
Ever so slowly, he lifts his head, revealing a hard-set stare beneath the brim of his battered Stetson. By his side, much to the surprise of the crowd, is a blue haired woman from the green brand!
Aiello: Whoa! That’s new #1 contender to the United States championship! The Real Rebel Child is here on BRAWL!
Bennett: No! We just got rid of that green haired wench Lockheart! Get off my screen!!
Carter: Her hair was never green, old man! And this is a welcome surprise! I think The American Outlaw has brought himself an equalizer in case a former pirate makes an appearance! It’s strange, Billy and Georgie were 2/3rds of a heated triple threat at Night of Champions and here they are! I sense some mutual respect between these two.
Bennett: Disgusting!
Aiello: That’s right, Carter! The undefeated Georgie Nickles seems to have Billy’s back tonight!
Eyes locked on the ring below, the ‘American Outlaw’ takes a deep breath before starting down the ramp as people crowd the barriers. Keeping to the center of the aisle, Mitchell extends his arms, slapping palms with as many of the ringside fans as he can reach. Taking his time, he walks along the guardrail, giving out a few more palm slaps before stopping in front of a young child. Taking off his hat, he sets it on their head and adjusts it a bit before clapping the kid on the shoulder. Opposite of Billy on the ramp, Georgie slaps outstretched hands of appreciative fans.
Turning to the ropes, he grabs hold and pulls himself up onto the apron. Ducking into the ring, Mitchell moves to the corner, mounting the top and middle buckles while thrusting a fist high into the air, earning a thunderous ovation from the fans. Dropping his arm, the big man rolls his shoulders to slide off the coat, earning cat calls from the female fans.
Georgie just raises her brow in a possibly exaggerated response.
Passing the coat to a crewman at ringside, Mitchell drops to the mat and faces the stage while leaning up against the corner.
Billy and his formidable backup wait but Stroup knows the score, she just shuts off her microphone and sits back down at ringside.
??: I knew it!
Rob Garcia and Jeff Noon step out onto the stage. The boos are thunderous. He taps the microphone repeatedly to cause a screeching feedback noise that only pisses off the fans more - and also the production guys in the truck.
Garcia: Billy Bitchtits, you’re such a loser that you can’t even beat me by yourself! You’re so afraid of the greatest EWC star of all time that you had to bring that weird cashier from Hot Topic! Well, Billy Miller, you made the biggest mistake of your life! You see, you don’t pay attention. First of all, Rob Garcia has never cheated in his life!
Boooooooooooo!
Garcia: Second, I didn’t need Morgan to watch my back. I’m my own man! I’m a master strategist and I know all the dirt about you, Billy! I gave Morgan the night off because I know all of your fears! You see, I was going to come out there and show you that I am the greatest technician the world has ever seen but you had to bring George out here! You were gonna use the fact that she smells like beef to throw me off my game! You were never gonna give me a fair shake, just admit it, Billy!
Billy just taps his foot impatiently. He shoots Nickles a wary look as Garcia continues.
Garcia: So no match, Billy Beer! Noon has told me that you are deathly afraid of dogs!
Noon: Rob …
Garcia: Jeff, I got this! Retrieve the beast!
Jeff nods solemnly and departs to the back. Garcia begins to make his way back into the ring. Second later, Noon is pushing out a massive plastic kennel from the back on wheels. There is no way to see inside the cage.
Garcia: He’s gonna gonna tear you to pieces, Billy!
Garcia opens the cage door and the crowd is on baited breath. Even Billy and Georgie are mildly curious. Out runs … a long haired chihuahua! The little dog jumps into Rob’s arms. Garcia cradles the male dog like a baby as he carefully enters the ring. Noon joins him in the ring and holds the microphone up to his lips.
Garcia: Billy, this right here is Ziggy, and he’s a winner just like me! He has the killer instinct and he’s gonna tear your throat out, punk! Ziggy, attack!
Carefully, Rob places Ziggy down onto the mat and gently urges him to attack The American Outlaw. He yaps a few times, turns around, and hops up on his hind legs, asking to be picked up by the ReMnant! Billy’s stoic expression is betrayed as a small chuckle escaped his lips. Georgie’s sentiment matches his.
Garcia: You scared my baby, you long necked freak!
He carefully hands Ziggy off to Noon, who puts the little dog back into the massive cage. Referee Paul Turner, nonplussed by all of this, just signals for the bell to ring to start the match.
DING DING DING
They circle. Billy signals that he wants the lock up.
Mitchell: Let’s go, ‘technician’.
Rob backs away!
Garcia: No way, this isn’t no time to hug!
Noon takes a few steps towards Georgie and Mitchell sees it in the corner of his eye. Georgie looks Billy right in eye and tells him to pay attention to the damn match but it's too late! The distraction allows for Rob to blindside the American Outlaw with a double axe handle over the back. Noon, obviously preying on the hoopla surrounding the ring, steps back towards the kennel with a satisfied grin. Garcia lays boots into Mitchell and brings him down to knee. He kicks him into the ropes and then begins to drive the his knee into the back of Billy’s neck also choking him against the second rope!
Paul Turner pointlessly admonishes Garcia to let go of the illegal choke hold and begins to count him to a potential disqualification!
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Rob releases the choke just in time and the referee tells him that next time he will just DQ him. Noon sneaks around to possibly contribute a pot shot to Billy - but stops in his tracks when Georgie Nickles is in his way. Out of her boot, she retrieves a small black cylinder. With a flicking motion it reveals itself to be a nasty looking baton. She wields it with confidence and Noon skitters away. Rob sees this and is incensed!
Garcia: Leave him alone, you gross freak!
Garcia looks to confront the potential United States champion but Billy swings him around the shoulder and pops him with a right hand punch. Garcia staggers back and Billy lays in two more shots that back the ReMnant back into the ropes. He uses that momentum and whips him into the other side. Rob bounces off and Mitchell vaults him into air with a high arching back body drop!
Aiello: Lots of hijinx going on right now but Georgie Nickles has seemingly found the solution to the Jeff Noon problem. And look how high Mitchell launched Garcia into the air with that back body drop!
Bennett: Who cares?
Carter: Clearly this audience does! Mitchell is intense! He is hungry for a victory tonight! Since his redebut, Billy is 0 for 3. But well, it was against Ace King, Mucho Grande, and well, his new friend out there in the ring, Georgie Nickles!
Aiello: A victory over a former champion in Rob Garcia would go a long way but Garcia despite his shenanigans is no slouch!
Garcia gets to his feet, favoring his lower back. He walks right into a kick to the stomach from the American Outlaw. Powerful gutwrench suplex from Billy. He floats over for a lateral press and a hook of the the leg right in the middle of the ring!
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Garcia rolls his shoulder up!
Billy keeps on Rob. He yanks him up to his feet and doubles him over with a knee lift. He stomps his boot into the mat …
Carter: Mitchell is calling for that Shit Kicker. That’s a knockout shot if there was one!
Bennett: That uncouth son of a bitch, he ain’t got no business calling it that!
Aiello: Whatever he calls it, it’s gonna hurt!
Looking to get some velocity with that thrusting big boot, Billy gets a running start, and goes to run the ropes. He hits one side. Then the other, he trips up when Noon suddenly hooks a hand around Mitchell’s ankle before the referee can see it. Garcia leaps up and surprises Billy with a luchador worth hurricanrana!
Georgie slaps the baton against the steel steps.
Nickles: That’s it!
Noon sees the fury in Georgie’s eyes and retreats around the corner but she is moving faster. Noon is backed against the huge obstruction that is Ziggy’s kennel. He raises his hands in the air protesting his innocence but The Real Rebel Child wants to hear none of it. She smacked at his hands with the baton and scruffs him up by the back of his collar. Georgie opens the cage door and shoves Noon head first into the cage!
Ziggy begins to bark at the sudden intruder!
Noon: Oh God, right into a pee puddle! Let me out, you harlot!
Noon tries to open the cage release through the door but Nickles slaps the cage door with the baton and thus his fingers - eliciting a pained howl from Noon.
Throughout this time, Garcia looked to capitalize with a huge high flying maneuver but hearing both of his best friends in distress have distracted him what his intent. Billy catches him with punch to the gut and off the top rope, places him across the shoulder. He charges towards the other turnbuckle and slams Garcia’s back into the top turnbuckle before twisting around to smash him into the mat with a powerslam!
He hooks the leg again!
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Garcia gets his leg on the bottom rope! Paul Turner sees the leg and waives off the count. Billy shakes his head, pulls Garcia’s leg off the rope and covers again!
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Aiello: Billy pulverized Garcia with the Stampede there but it wasn’t enough. You can possibly sense that Billy believes he needs to put away Garcia soon despite Noon being neutralized.
Bennett: He’s pathetic.
Carter: More like Garcia is. He talks a big game but has been rather anemic right now!
Bennett: How would you feel if your best friend was covered in pee, you heartless son of a bitch!? Have some compassion!
Georgie seemingly has the best seat in the house as she on the kennel with her legs dangling over the door. Kicking at it as fingers try to latch onto the door’s release. Billy gets to his feet quickly and circles Rob, waiting for him to get up. Rob does so with wobbly knees. Toe kick to the stomach. Mitchell looks to send the latin superstar to an Unmarked Grave! Billy hikes up Garcia but Rob is ever so resourceful. He flips over and catches Billy in a sunset flip pinning predicament …
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Billy rolls out of the pin, grabs both of Garcia’s legs and jackknifes him for a pin of his own!
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Garcia bridges out with an impressive show of strength and backslides Mitchell’s shoulders to the mat!
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Mitchell squirms free and tries to one shot Garcia as both scramble to their feet by giving his opponent one way ticket to the 3:10 to Yuma! Garcia declines the invitation and ducks under to catch Billy with a reverse neckbreaker! Tight cover from Garcia!
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Billy kicks out right before the referee’s hand hits the mat for the third time!
Aiello: Georgie Nickles may have inadvertently done Garcia a favor! That neckbreaker was no laughing matter!
Bennett: Billy is! He’s a joke! Garcia has exposed him for the hack that he is!
Carter: Are you even watching the same match!?
Garcia signals that it’s over! Noon rattles the cage door with his shoes as Georgie watches the contest with interest and slight concern for Billy.
Noon: Get me out of here! Please! It smells so bad!
Nickles: Shut up!
Each man retreats to an opposite corner. Their bodies glisten with sweat from this heated battle. They eye each other. Two combustible elements about to combine.
Both charge at each other, both intending for the vicious killer blow. Rob gets their first and It’s Lights Out - for BILLY! That knee slams into Billy’s temple and Rob collapses on top of him! The referee counts the cover!
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DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, ROB GARCIA!
Aiello: Garcia ekes out another victory. Billy Mitchell had some help to make sure Noon wasn’t the deciding factor but he may have underestimated the ability of Garcia.
Bennett: These sons of bitches, they all do!
Carter: Billy has nothing to be ashamed of. Lights Out for Harambe, old meme aside, is a hell of a move from The ReMnant. Not many can survive that one.
Garcia and Nickles seemingly switch places. Moreso, Nickles forces Rob out of the ring, baton in hand, to check on Billy who is now on a knee holding a hand against his temple. Garcia scrambles to let Noon out his cage. His white buttoned up shirt is stained yellow all over the front. Garcia holds his nose as he retrieves Ziggy from the cage, too. Noon, despite the gross circumstances, raises his friend’s arm in victory!
Aiello: Tough loss for Mitchell here but I have a feeling he will overcome with the assistant of one Georgie Nickles!
Carter: Folks, we are going to take one last break! When we return, Clay Byrd and Killian DeVille will face off in a match that has heated up since both stepped foot in the EWC!
Fade to commercial.
SINGLES MATCH
CLAY BYRD
VS KILLIAN DEVILLE
Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen... the following contest is your Monday Night Brawl MAIN EVENT of the evening...
Guitar and harmonica begin to blare through the arena, the start of Gunning For You sends a silence across the crowd as Nick Nolan's lyrics echo through the arena. The state of Texas appears on the screen, and slowly fades into a highlight video.
My Gun is loaded it's getting time
Two shots of whiskey i'm takin' what's mine
Ain't what you're sayin it's what you do
Your time has come boy i'm Gunnin for You
When hell is rainin down you'll see my face won't heara sound
You'll feel that bullet burnin through
Take your last breath boy
I'm Gunnin for You
Clayton Byrd steps from the back, clad in his fathers leather vest and with red tights. His right arm is raised in the air, his fist clenched at it's apex.
Stroup: Introducing first... from Plainview, Texas... weighing in at 295 pounds! CLAY BYRD!
Clay begins his slow walk down the ramp. His eyes are fixed on the ring, and he trudges on. Not paying any notice to any of the fans in attendance.
There's desperation deep in your eyes
No turnin back now no compromise
Cause only one of us walks out that door
The other bleedin out on the floor
Clay walks up the steps, and climbs into the ring.
Aiello: Clay Byrd is the number one contender for Amis Shelton's EWC Television Championship... and, as we heard earlier tonight, he will get that shot next Monday night in Houston!
Carter: The big Texan gets his shot in his home state. Things stack up nicely for Clay Byrd.
Bennett: And either way, we will have a great Television Champion! He and Shelton are both role models!
Carter: Role models? That can be debated, but tonight he must defeat Killian DeVille.
The arena goes half-light and a few seconds later “2 Rotten” by Hacktivist starts playing. Suddenly, Killian DeVille appears on the top of the entrance ramp. He looks around staring at the audience that doesn’t seem to feel much empathy for him, before starting his walk towards the ring.
Stroup: Making his way to the ring from London, England… weighing in at 209 pounds… he is The Villain… KILLIAN DEVILLE!
Aiello: Killian DeVille has been impressive so far, despite his win-loss record.
Carter: He came in second place to Clay Byrd in the Lumberjack Match a few weeks ago on BRAWL, as well as second place in the Battle Royal at Night of Champions.
Already in the ringside area, DeVille climbs up the stairs and enters the ring. Once inside, in the center of the ring, The Villain kneels, close his eyes and opens the arms in a position similar to Jesus Christ as the chorus of the theme song hits the speakers.
Then he opens his eyes, muttering inaudible words to the audience. Soon after, the music fades out.
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Kickout by DeVille.
Aiello: There’s a size 16 or so right to the face of Killian DeVille.
Bennett: These two are hell-bent on beating the piss out of each other. And I am going to love it. Not because I hate these guys. I don’t. But I just love a good ol’ fashioned fight!
Byrd wastes no time and lifts DeVille off of the ground. He scoops up the 209 pounder and presses him above his head. Before he could deliver any offense, Killian rains down fists right to Byrd’s nose. Byrd drops DeVille and grabs his previously injured nose.
Carter: What an escape by DeVille. I spoke with him earlier tonight and he said he knew Clay would try to use his strength to his advantage. He also said that if he could stay out of Clay’s hands and power maneuvers then the match would swing his way.
Bennett: And that sum bitch also said he was going to break Byrd’s neck and put him out of commission for good.
DeVille goes back on the attack, shoving Byrd in the corner and laying kicks into the reddened chest of Clay Byrd.
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Byrd blocks a sixth attempt and holds onto DeVille’s leg. He moves out of the corner, DeVille hopping on one foot. DeVille suddenly swings his other leg up and delivers an enziguri to the side of Byrd’s head. With Byrd on one knee, DeVille reaches down and grabs ahold of Byrd’s left arm and locks in a crossface submission.
Aiello: Submission move here by Killian. He is going to try and make Clay Byrd tap out.
Bennett: Byrd is too strong. Look at him!
Byrd, who is still on one knee, brings his other foot up and stands up to his feet. DeVille still has the crossface locked in, but Byrd uses his power to bring DeVille up onto his shoulder. He runs forward and drives DeVille into the mat with a powerslam. He stays on top for the cover, hooking the leg casually.
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Kickout by DeVille.
Aiello: I think it’s going to take wearing the big man down a lot more in order for DeVille to be able to use his submission moves.
Bennett: Good analysis, Einstein.
Byrd gets up to his feet and looks down at DeVille. As he reaches down to pick DeVille up, DeVille grabs ahold of Byrd and yanks him backwards, tossing the big man through the ropes and to the outside near the commentary table. DeVille walks over to and stands on the opposite side of the ring and waits for Byrd to get to his feet. As he sees Byrd get up, he sprints across the ring and dives over the top rope looking to take Byrd out with a cross body. Byrd ducks and moves out of the way, DeVille hitting the floor and rolling hard into the announce table.
Aiello: This week, he misses.
Carter: That’s right. A few weeks ago, we saw him hit that move on the lumberjacks and Byrd, taking them all out. Tonight, not so much.
Byrd walks over to the side of the ring to catch his breath. The referee’s count is at two right now as Byrd recovers. DeVille slowly gets up to his feet and leans on the announce table with his back to Byrd. Byrd looks over and sees this. He sizes DeVille up. DeVille stands upright and Byrd charges and lays DeVille out with the West Texas Lariat!
Aiello: Good lord! He just took DeVille’s head off!
Carter: But he’s got to get DeVille into the ring. He can’t pin him on the outside of the ring, and you know he’s got too much pride to take a count out!
Byrd looks out at the crowd for a second, soaking in the boos from the Utah fanbase. He walks over and picks a limp DeVille off of the floor and pulls him up to his feet. He walks over to the ring and rolls Killian in, breaking the referee’s six count. Byrd grabs the top rope and pulls himself up to the apron. He steps into the ring as DeVille slowly rolls away from him. Byrd walks over to DeVille and picks him up and shoves him hard into the corner. He lands a chop right to DeVille’s chest. Byrd leans over and scoops DeVille up off of the ground and sets him on the top turnbuckle. DeVille rears back and fires a right into Byrd’s cheek. And another. And another. Byrd fires back with a hard right of his own. Byrd then starts climbing the turnbuckles.
Aiello: No way.
Bennett: That bastard is too damn big to be doin’ that!
Carter: There’s no telling what he’s going to try to do.
DeVille climbs backwards into the top turnbuckle and reaches down, firing right knees into Byrd’s face. Byrd slumps over and DeVille shoves Byrd’s head between his legs.
Aiello: He’s going for it! The FYL!
Bennett: I’m telling you… he’s too damn big!
DeVille leans over and grabs Byrd by the waist. He lifts him and attempts to execute the spike piledriver. Byrd’s weight proves to be just a bit to much on this night. Byrd lands down on his feet on the mat and grabs DeVille by the throat. He places his other hand on DeVille’s thigh and tosses him halfway across the ring with a hard thud on the mat. Byrd walks over and drops onto DeVille for the cover.
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TH-KICKOUT BY DEVILLE!
Aiello: He just got manhandled, but he still has fight in him!
Carter: This is one heck of a match!
Byrd yells at the referee for a slow count, but the referee points a finger in his face and says it was two. Byrd grabs DeVille by the hair, causing a scold from the referee. He picks DeVille up into a seated position and looks over to the ropes. He runs and bounces off. He swings with all of his might, looking for the Diving West Texas Lariat! DeVille leans backwards onto his back and causes Byrd to miss! Byrd falls on his face and DeVille rolls backwards and into a Koji Clutch!
Aiello: DeVille’s got the Koji Clutch locked in! And in the center of the ring!
Carter: He may not have applied the entirety of The Purge, but he’s got the submission locked in and locked in well!
The referee is down on the mat and asking Byrd if he submits. Byrd screams an emphatic no, maybe with some obscenities. DeVille torques Byrd’s body even harder, trying to get him to tap out.
Bennett: That big sum bitch has no where to go!
The referee once again asks Byrd if he submits. Byrd is losing consciousness. He doesn’t respond. The referee grabs Byrd’s arm and lifts it. It drops to the mat. The crowd counts along.
ONE!
The referee grabs Byrd’s arm again and drops it, it falls limp.
TWO!
The referee once again looks at Byrd and asks if he submits. Byrd is out cold. The referee stands up and calls for the bell!
Bennett: That’s not fair! What if his arm came up the third time?!
Carter: I don’t think Byrd is even awake right now, Steve!
The referee exits the ring and walks over to the announce table to talk to Jessica Stroup. Stroup raises the microphone to her lips.
Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen… the winner of this match as a result of Clay Byrd losing consciousness… KILLIAN DEVILLE!
“2 Rotten” begins playing as DeVille stands up from the mat and raises his arms in the air. The referee slides back into the ring and checks on the unconscious Clay Byrd. More referees come out to help check on Byrd.
Aiello: What a match that was! Killian DeVille may not have broken Byrd’s neck like he promised, but he sure got the win tonight.
Bennett: That son-of-a-bitch earned it, too!
Carter: What a night we had tonight!
Aiello: That’s right! And next week we will be in Houston, Texas for one of the biggest Monday Night BRAWL’s ever! For Steve “The Predator” Bennett and Max Carter, I am Joe Aiello! We will see you in H-Town!
The scene closes in on DeVille’s devilish smirk as it fades to black and we go off of the air.
Guitar and harmonica begin to blare through the arena, the start of Gunning For You sends a silence across the crowd as Nick Nolan's lyrics echo through the arena. The state of Texas appears on the screen, and slowly fades into a highlight video.
My Gun is loaded it's getting time
Two shots of whiskey i'm takin' what's mine
Ain't what you're sayin it's what you do
Your time has come boy i'm Gunnin for You
When hell is rainin down you'll see my face won't heara sound
You'll feel that bullet burnin through
Take your last breath boy
I'm Gunnin for You
Clayton Byrd steps from the back, clad in his fathers leather vest and with red tights. His right arm is raised in the air, his fist clenched at it's apex.
Stroup: Introducing first... from Plainview, Texas... weighing in at 295 pounds! CLAY BYRD!
Clay begins his slow walk down the ramp. His eyes are fixed on the ring, and he trudges on. Not paying any notice to any of the fans in attendance.
There's desperation deep in your eyes
No turnin back now no compromise
Cause only one of us walks out that door
The other bleedin out on the floor
Clay walks up the steps, and climbs into the ring.
Aiello: Clay Byrd is the number one contender for Amis Shelton's EWC Television Championship... and, as we heard earlier tonight, he will get that shot next Monday night in Houston!
Carter: The big Texan gets his shot in his home state. Things stack up nicely for Clay Byrd.
Bennett: And either way, we will have a great Television Champion! He and Shelton are both role models!
Carter: Role models? That can be debated, but tonight he must defeat Killian DeVille.
The arena goes half-light and a few seconds later “2 Rotten” by Hacktivist starts playing. Suddenly, Killian DeVille appears on the top of the entrance ramp. He looks around staring at the audience that doesn’t seem to feel much empathy for him, before starting his walk towards the ring.
Stroup: Making his way to the ring from London, England… weighing in at 209 pounds… he is The Villain… KILLIAN DEVILLE!
Aiello: Killian DeVille has been impressive so far, despite his win-loss record.
Carter: He came in second place to Clay Byrd in the Lumberjack Match a few weeks ago on BRAWL, as well as second place in the Battle Royal at Night of Champions.
Already in the ringside area, DeVille climbs up the stairs and enters the ring. Once inside, in the center of the ring, The Villain kneels, close his eyes and opens the arms in a position similar to Jesus Christ as the chorus of the theme song hits the speakers.
“We can just about breathe but we're not alive
The sickness begins, see it in our eyes
Rotten from the inside out
You can shout, you can scream
But in this future world, we bleed”
The sickness begins, see it in our eyes
Rotten from the inside out
You can shout, you can scream
But in this future world, we bleed”
Then he opens his eyes, muttering inaudible words to the audience. Soon after, the music fades out.
DING DING DING
As the bell is ringing, Clay Byrd is ringing Killian’s bell. He steps up and lands a haymaker right in the temple of the smaller athlete. Killian stumbles backwards, but returns the favor by delivering a shin-kick right to Byrd’s chest. Byrd eats the kick, swinging again with a haymaker. DeVille ducks the shot and delivers a second shot to Byrd’s chest. He aims upward and delivers a forearm to Byrd’s jaw. He shoves Byrd backwards into the ropes and Irish-whips the big man. Byrd reverses. On the return, DeVille is met by a huge boot to the face and falls flat on his back. Byrd goes for a cover.1
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Kickout by DeVille.
Aiello: There’s a size 16 or so right to the face of Killian DeVille.
Bennett: These two are hell-bent on beating the piss out of each other. And I am going to love it. Not because I hate these guys. I don’t. But I just love a good ol’ fashioned fight!
Byrd wastes no time and lifts DeVille off of the ground. He scoops up the 209 pounder and presses him above his head. Before he could deliver any offense, Killian rains down fists right to Byrd’s nose. Byrd drops DeVille and grabs his previously injured nose.
Carter: What an escape by DeVille. I spoke with him earlier tonight and he said he knew Clay would try to use his strength to his advantage. He also said that if he could stay out of Clay’s hands and power maneuvers then the match would swing his way.
Bennett: And that sum bitch also said he was going to break Byrd’s neck and put him out of commission for good.
DeVille goes back on the attack, shoving Byrd in the corner and laying kicks into the reddened chest of Clay Byrd.
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Byrd blocks a sixth attempt and holds onto DeVille’s leg. He moves out of the corner, DeVille hopping on one foot. DeVille suddenly swings his other leg up and delivers an enziguri to the side of Byrd’s head. With Byrd on one knee, DeVille reaches down and grabs ahold of Byrd’s left arm and locks in a crossface submission.
Aiello: Submission move here by Killian. He is going to try and make Clay Byrd tap out.
Bennett: Byrd is too strong. Look at him!
Byrd, who is still on one knee, brings his other foot up and stands up to his feet. DeVille still has the crossface locked in, but Byrd uses his power to bring DeVille up onto his shoulder. He runs forward and drives DeVille into the mat with a powerslam. He stays on top for the cover, hooking the leg casually.
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Kickout by DeVille.
Aiello: I think it’s going to take wearing the big man down a lot more in order for DeVille to be able to use his submission moves.
Bennett: Good analysis, Einstein.
Byrd gets up to his feet and looks down at DeVille. As he reaches down to pick DeVille up, DeVille grabs ahold of Byrd and yanks him backwards, tossing the big man through the ropes and to the outside near the commentary table. DeVille walks over to and stands on the opposite side of the ring and waits for Byrd to get to his feet. As he sees Byrd get up, he sprints across the ring and dives over the top rope looking to take Byrd out with a cross body. Byrd ducks and moves out of the way, DeVille hitting the floor and rolling hard into the announce table.
Aiello: This week, he misses.
Carter: That’s right. A few weeks ago, we saw him hit that move on the lumberjacks and Byrd, taking them all out. Tonight, not so much.
Byrd walks over to the side of the ring to catch his breath. The referee’s count is at two right now as Byrd recovers. DeVille slowly gets up to his feet and leans on the announce table with his back to Byrd. Byrd looks over and sees this. He sizes DeVille up. DeVille stands upright and Byrd charges and lays DeVille out with the West Texas Lariat!
Aiello: Good lord! He just took DeVille’s head off!
Carter: But he’s got to get DeVille into the ring. He can’t pin him on the outside of the ring, and you know he’s got too much pride to take a count out!
Byrd looks out at the crowd for a second, soaking in the boos from the Utah fanbase. He walks over and picks a limp DeVille off of the floor and pulls him up to his feet. He walks over to the ring and rolls Killian in, breaking the referee’s six count. Byrd grabs the top rope and pulls himself up to the apron. He steps into the ring as DeVille slowly rolls away from him. Byrd walks over to DeVille and picks him up and shoves him hard into the corner. He lands a chop right to DeVille’s chest. Byrd leans over and scoops DeVille up off of the ground and sets him on the top turnbuckle. DeVille rears back and fires a right into Byrd’s cheek. And another. And another. Byrd fires back with a hard right of his own. Byrd then starts climbing the turnbuckles.
Aiello: No way.
Bennett: That bastard is too damn big to be doin’ that!
Carter: There’s no telling what he’s going to try to do.
DeVille climbs backwards into the top turnbuckle and reaches down, firing right knees into Byrd’s face. Byrd slumps over and DeVille shoves Byrd’s head between his legs.
Aiello: He’s going for it! The FYL!
Bennett: I’m telling you… he’s too damn big!
DeVille leans over and grabs Byrd by the waist. He lifts him and attempts to execute the spike piledriver. Byrd’s weight proves to be just a bit to much on this night. Byrd lands down on his feet on the mat and grabs DeVille by the throat. He places his other hand on DeVille’s thigh and tosses him halfway across the ring with a hard thud on the mat. Byrd walks over and drops onto DeVille for the cover.
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TH-KICKOUT BY DEVILLE!
Aiello: He just got manhandled, but he still has fight in him!
Carter: This is one heck of a match!
Byrd yells at the referee for a slow count, but the referee points a finger in his face and says it was two. Byrd grabs DeVille by the hair, causing a scold from the referee. He picks DeVille up into a seated position and looks over to the ropes. He runs and bounces off. He swings with all of his might, looking for the Diving West Texas Lariat! DeVille leans backwards onto his back and causes Byrd to miss! Byrd falls on his face and DeVille rolls backwards and into a Koji Clutch!
Aiello: DeVille’s got the Koji Clutch locked in! And in the center of the ring!
Carter: He may not have applied the entirety of The Purge, but he’s got the submission locked in and locked in well!
The referee is down on the mat and asking Byrd if he submits. Byrd screams an emphatic no, maybe with some obscenities. DeVille torques Byrd’s body even harder, trying to get him to tap out.
Bennett: That big sum bitch has no where to go!
The referee once again asks Byrd if he submits. Byrd is losing consciousness. He doesn’t respond. The referee grabs Byrd’s arm and lifts it. It drops to the mat. The crowd counts along.
ONE!
The referee grabs Byrd’s arm again and drops it, it falls limp.
TWO!
The referee once again looks at Byrd and asks if he submits. Byrd is out cold. The referee stands up and calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
Aiello: That’s it! He’s calling the match!Bennett: That’s not fair! What if his arm came up the third time?!
Carter: I don’t think Byrd is even awake right now, Steve!
The referee exits the ring and walks over to the announce table to talk to Jessica Stroup. Stroup raises the microphone to her lips.
Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen… the winner of this match as a result of Clay Byrd losing consciousness… KILLIAN DEVILLE!
“2 Rotten” begins playing as DeVille stands up from the mat and raises his arms in the air. The referee slides back into the ring and checks on the unconscious Clay Byrd. More referees come out to help check on Byrd.
Aiello: What a match that was! Killian DeVille may not have broken Byrd’s neck like he promised, but he sure got the win tonight.
Bennett: That son-of-a-bitch earned it, too!
Carter: What a night we had tonight!
Aiello: That’s right! And next week we will be in Houston, Texas for one of the biggest Monday Night BRAWL’s ever! For Steve “The Predator” Bennett and Max Carter, I am Joe Aiello! We will see you in H-Town!
The scene closes in on DeVille’s devilish smirk as it fades to black and we go off of the air.
END SCREEN
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: MNB
MATCH TWO: MNB
MATCH THREE: MNB
MATCH FOUR: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH FIVE: BISHOP CHURCH
MAIN EVENT: DOMINIC SANDERS
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SEGMENTS
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ASHLEY BRIZZIE
KYLE GAUTIER
NSFW
MUCHO GRANDE!
BOBBI SPRINGFIELD
MNB
GRIFFIN HAWKINS
MORGAN DARKWATER
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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SINGLES MATCH
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE
MAURICE YENSMAN
VS KYLE GAUTIER
WINNER: Maurice Yensman
FATAL FOURWAY MATCH
JOE DOE
VS JAMAL JACKSON (N/S)
VS EMMA LOUISE
VS NICK JAMES (N/S)
WINNER: Emma Louise
SINGLES MATCH
IRON BUTTERFLY (N/S)
VS MARQUEE
WINNER: Marquee
TAG TEAM MATCH
UNHOLY TWO
VS NSFW
WINNER: NSFW
SINGLES MATCH
BILLY MITCHELL
VS ROB GARCIA
WINNER: Rob Garcia
MAIN EVENT
SINGLES MATCH
KILLIAN DEVILLE
VS CLAY BYRD
WINNER: Killian DeVille
BRAWL #517 MVP: Killian DeVille and Clay Byrd
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