Post by MNB on Sept 10, 2018 18:40:38 GMT -6
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 #518 | SEPTEMBER 10TH 2018LIVE! from the Toyota Center, Houston, Texas
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 BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #517 in Salt Lake City.
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, Bobbi Springfield, 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.
We see a high shot from inside of the Toyota Center showing all of the fans.
We see a high shot from inside of the Toyota Center showing all of the fans.
A chant begins of
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
"MNB!"
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
"H-TOWN LOVES HAPPY!"
"Kiss Me Bobbi!"
"NSFW for Tag Champs!"
"I LOVE YOU IGGY!"
"AMIS F'N SHELTON!"
"EWC4LIFE"
and "LET'S GO HAWKINS!"
Aiello: Good evening, everybody! Welcome to the Toyota Center and Monday Night BRAWL! I am Joe Aiello, and joining me as always are Steve "The Predator" Bennett and Max Carter!
Bennett: And we are, once again, in the greatest state in America! Home Sweet Texas!
Carter: That's right. We are in Houston, Texas and Steve is definitely fired up to be here tonight.
Chants of "BENNETT! BENNETT! BENNETT!" break out for the Texan. Steve stands up and raises his arms in the air with a smile on his face before sitting down.
Bennett: It's fixin' to be a hell of a night! We've got loads of action coming your way. And with loads of action comes loads of beer!
Aiello: We've got tag team action. We've got a Television Championship match! We've got a match to determine a number one contender for MUCHO GRANDE!
Carter: AND we've got MUCHO GRANDE!
Bennett: Who cares!
Aiello: And so, so much more. We are going to start this evening with the FINAL installment of the Mustache Gauntlet! Let's go to the ring where Jessica is ready to roll!
SINGLES MATCH (MUSTACHE VS MUSTACHE)
MAURICE YENSMAN
MAURICE YENSMAN
VS KYLE GAUTIER
"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. He looks across the ring and sees a barber holding a pair of electric clippers. He reaches up and strokes his mustache as he continues towards the ring.
Stroup: The following is the final match-up in the Best Mustache Gauntlet Series, and it is a one fall Mustache vs Mustache 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: Well, this series is at two apiece. Maurice won last Monday on BRAWL and last night on Prime, while Gautier took the encounter at Uprising and followed it up on Friday at Rampage!
Bennett: Well, I said it last week and I will say it again! Don't be expecting Maurice to lose that mustache tonight! Next time you see Kyle Gautier, he'll be a couple of ounces lighter!
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: The other night, Kyle Gautier gave a ten bell salute to the late Burt Reynolds, but he was interrupted by Maurice Yensman.
Bennett: Well you can't sit there and tell me that Maurice doesn't get to honor Burt Reynolds can you? He has just as much of a right as Gautier!
Carter: It was very rude of him to do. He could have done something on his own. He didn't need to steal the spotlight.
Bennett: I think Gautier is the one who was trying to steal the spotlight!
DING DING DING
Maurice and Kyle both circle the ring and each other. The two men look over at the barber and then back at each other. Neither man wants to flinch in this match, as neither wants to lose their mustache. As the two of them near closer to each other, both men simultaneously go for a finger poke of doom! They both nail each other square in the right eye and back away from each other grabbing their eyes.
Aiello: These two are so evenly matched that they even perform the same offensive maneuvers!
Bennett: You got the offensive part right! This whole gauntlet has been offensive!
Maurice waves his arms in the air as if to call for a stoppage of play. He walks over to the ropes and yells at Jessica Stroup to hand him a microphone. Jessica stands up and cautiously walks over, handing him the device.
Maurice: Okay, okay, okay! Stop! This... this has gone on long enough. Kyle. I don't want to lose my mustache... you don't want to lose your mustache. WWBD, man?! What Would Burt Do?! I mean, the late great Burt Reynolds would be abhorred if he saw that one of these two beautiful mustaches was about to be sacrificed. And for what? So... that being said... how about we call it a truce?!
Gautier looks at Maurice and then out at the crowd, all of the fans in attendance screaming "NO!" at him. Kyle walks over and gets in Maurice's face for a second. The referee backs him off and Maurice raises the microphone back up to his mouth.
Maurice: Okay. Let's let this guy decide. Mr. Barber man... come into the ring, if you don't mind.
The barber looks confused. He walks over to the ring steps and slowly walks up and onto the apron. He steps through the ropes with his clippers in tow and walks over towards Maurice.
Maurice: Sir... what is your name?
Barber: J-... Jesse.
Maurice: Now... J-Jesse... look at this mustache!
Maurice flaunts his mustache off for a second.
Maurice: Look at THAT mustache!
Kyle strokes his sassily.
Maurice: Do you really think ANYONE wants to see either one of these glorious furlips to be bare tonight or ever?!
The crowd yells out an emphatic "YES!" to the dismay of Maurice Yensman.
Maurice: Well... I've got news for you all! It ain't gonna happen!
Maurice drops the microphone and scoops Jesse the Barber up and body slams him onto the mat. Kyle looks over at Maurice stunned. Maurice reaches into the deep pockets of his bell-bottom pants and pulls out two rolled cloth objects. He tosses one over to Kyle, who catches it. Immediately the two of them smile and unroll a pair of matching black t-shirts.
Maurice: Ladies and gentlemen! Kyle Gautier and Maurice Yensman present to you... the tMc club! And to all of the folks in the back... if you've got a glorious mustache like the two of us, you may just get lucky and get to be a part of this. To all of you bare-lipped folks, well... you're SOL baby!
The two men laugh as the crowd is amused by the whole thing. Yensman drops the microphone and picks up the pair of clippers and drags a long stripe down the middle of Jesse the Barber's head.
Maurice: Much better!
Yensman drops the clippers and starts to walk away. Gautier grabs him by the arm and stops him.
Gautier: This isn't right, man...
Yensman looks confused for a moment. Then Gautier pulls out a sharpie marker and bends down and draws a mustache on the inside of Jesse the Barber's right index finger. He grabs Jesse's finger and positions it right on his upper lip and stands up.
Gautier: There. NOW it's much better!
Gautier and Yensman leave the ring and walk up the ramp together, flashing their t-shirts to the fans' delight. We move back to the announce table.
Aiello: Well, certainly nobody saw that coming.
Carter: "The tMc Club." Doesn't that technically mean "the the mustache club club?"
Bennett: I think it's a brilliant name! Way to go guys!
Aiello: Well... that was odd... but what isn't odd? Wrestler debuts! Coming up next, Bobbi Springfield makes her long-awaited debut against Joe Doe! We'll see you after this brief message from EWCTV!
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SINGLES MATCH
JOE DOE
VS BOBBI SPRINGFIELD
VS BOBBI SPRINGFIELD
Aiello: Welcome back, folks. We saw an interesting twist to the end of the Mustache Gauntlet before the break. We’ve still got a Television Title match and much more tonight, but first let’s see some new blood! Last week, the patriotic Bobbi Springfield promised the BRAWL roster they weren’t ready for what she can do. Strong words from the rookie.
Bennett: She sounds stupid.
Carter: Mike McGuire has rotted your mind, hasn’t she?
Bennett: Shaddup!
Aiello: And she takes on another young man who debuted last week. Joe Doe. How about Joe? He’s already got a cult following. Joe may have called the show by the wrong name but that didn’t take away from the fact that he held his own against three formidable veterans of the ring wars.
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall...
Pyros hit and "Country Girl" by Luke Bryan begins to play. The red, white, and blue pyro was enough to take anyone into the fourth of July feeling. Bobbi Springfield walks out and down the ramp.
Stroup: From Tuscaloosa, Alabama, she is the All American Girl, BOBBI SPRINGFIELD!
She slides in the ring as she lets out a big "Yeehaw!" followed by "God Bless America!" She awaits her opponent.
Bennett: Where’s my damn mute button!?
The song "Three Little Birds" starts playing and Joe comes in, stands and smiles at the fans.
Stroup: And her opponent, weighing in at 275 pounds and hailing from Johannesburg, South Africa…. JOE DOE!
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.
DING DING DING
Bobbi and Joe meet right in the middle of the ring. They shake hands!
Bennett: Disgusting!
Aiello: This is Bobbi’s first professional match but she’ll be looking to use her cheerleading expertise here. That means she’ll be zipping all about.
Carter: Joe Doe is an eclectic performer himself. He has a wide variety of maneuvers at his disposal.
Bennett: They can both kiss my redneck ass!
Despite Joe being twice her size, she accepts the lock up. Rookie mistake. Joe transitions right into a side headlock. He grinds in. Springfield struggles as she is caught in a tough predicament. She pumps her fist in the air and as if it were a way of channeling energy, the crowd’s reaction wills her on. She musters up the knowledge of the basics and pushes Mr. Doe into the ropes.
He bounces off. Joe fires off and he wants to declare that its Bobbi’s Nap Time.
The crowd gasps as Bobbi ducks the clothesline with the splits!!
Joe’s momentum has him stumble forward. The shock of whiffing one of his signatures early on allows Bobbi to take advantage. Springfield sweeps the leg and the 275 pounder falls backwards onto the mat.
The All American girl kips up!
Standing shooting star press!
She does not hook the leg after the lateral press …
1
Joe kicks out! Way too early!
Aiello: Joe did not expect that. No one did!
Bennett: Joe Doe is a dumb son of a bitch, what do you expect?
Carter: Bobbi can’t go blow for blow for Joe here but she found a way to get the advantage. Everyone's the same size when they’re on their back! How will Joe respond?
Bobbi backs away, allowing for Joe to get to a knee, and finally to his feet. With a running starting, she tries for a head scissors take over. Joe, not known for his power game, impresses the audience and stops the rotation, reverses the momentum and plants his knee into her back after taking her for a spin of his own.
Instead of going for the cover, he looks to the crowd. And then to the turnbuckle. Quickly, Joe scrambles up the top. He gives a big thumbs up before leaping off the top turnbuckle!
Big body splash!
Bobbi rolls out of the way!
Aiello: Gotta question the tactics of these two. They’re going for the high risk early and it did not pay off for Joe there! Bobbi did some some ring awareness but Joe telegraphed that!
Bennett: See! I knew you’d come to my side!
Aiello: I’ll never be on your ‘side’, Steve. I’m here to call what I see - not what I want to see!
Carter: Bobbi and Joe are here where the lights are bright so there is no doubt the pressure to go big or go home!
Bobbi catches Joe with a dropkick to the chest. Joe staggers back and uses the ropes to catch himself. Springfield charges. Joe backbody drops her over the top rope. Bobbi uses her athletic background no doubt to land on the apron. Joe turns around, grabs her by the back of the head and tries to run her into the ring post! Bobbi blocks it and plants Joe’s face into the top turnbuckle. He stumbles backwards …
Bobbi springboards herself onto the top turnbuckle, diving crossbody!
Aiello: Joe catches Bobbi right out of the way!
Joe slings the patriot around for some type of slam but Bobbi squirms around, latches onto both of his arms down and drives Joe down for a crucifix pin! Referee counts the surprise counter!
1
2
Joe breaks free! He rolls to his knee and caughts Bobbi off guard with a knee lift to the midsection! Quick DDT from Joe Doe. He floats over and hooks her leg!
1
2
Bobbi kicks out!
Aiello: Fast and furious action from these two newcomers!
Bennett: Two idiots is more like it.
Carter: Like I said, they’re going to go all out. Look how much mustard Joe put on that DDT!
Joe, still in good spirits, holds up two fingers to referee Paul Turner. He’s sure that he had it there but it was just a nearfall. Joe nods. He’s gotta execute. He’s gotta take Bobbi down for a Hard Fall. He slaps his knee and then stomps on the mat repeatedly.
Bennett: Oh come on! When does doing that EVER work?
Carter: You’d be surprised!
Bobbi, holding her head still from that DDT, gets to her feet. The young man from South Africa goes for the killshot! His Hard Fall superkick!
Bobbi ducks, she was playing possum, and when Joe regains his momentum, Bobbi makes him pay! Superkick of her own!
Aiello: Rattlesnake Shake!
The kick doesn’t knock Joe off his feet but nobody’s home! That’s not good enough for Bobbi, she wants to knock him down. She springboards off the middle rope and twists around and smacks Joe with a missile dropkick! Joe falls to a knee! Almost there! She bounces off the ropes and smashes her knee into his jaw with a shining wizard!! The crowd approves! She goes for the cover!
1
She hooks a leg!
2
Not enough! Joe Doe breaks free!
Aiello: Third time's the charm! Bobbi has an educated feet!
Bennett: Sure ain’t her brains. Joe and her belong together.
Carter: If this bout is any indication, Joe and Bobbi have bright futures here in the EWC!
Bobbi looks to turnbuckle behind her. They’ve been going off the top rope this whole night and with mixed results. She leaps up, turns himself around …
Carter: She’s wasting time! Typical!
Joe is up …
Shooting star press from Bobbi, as she lands on her feet, she catches Joe Doe on the way down with a DDT!!!
Aiello: No way! What a move!!! STARS and STRIPES! That’s gotta be it!
The crowd pops as Bobbi rolls Joe onto his back!
1
2
3!
DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, BOBBI SPRINGFIELD!
To Bobbi, this is surreal. There is a look of pure shock on her face as referee Paul Turner raises her hand in victory! Joe Doe is in the corner holding his head wondering where the move came from.
Aiello: That’s right, Bobbi Springfield! You are the winner!
Bennett: I’d be shocked, too, if I were her. She doesn’t look like she’s won much in life. Not like beating Joe Doe means a damn thing.
Carter: Gotta ruin everything, huh? Joe Doe and Bobbi Springfield came out here and put it all here on the line. Bobbi got the duke but Joe put up a damn good fight!
Aiello: That he did! Well, when we return we are going to have a heavy-hitter for you. The Limit takes on MUCHO GRANDE! next!
Fade to commercial break.
As we return from commercial break, Jessica Stroup is in the ring awaiting the next match.
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL! What a debut by Bobbi Springfield just moments ago as she was able to get the victory over Joe Doe!
"Phenomenal" by Eminem hits throughout the arena and the crowd erupts in cheers.
Aiello: What the hell! No way!
Dominic Sanders steps out from the back and the crowd cheers loudly for a change. The Texan, making his first appearance on EWC television since July 30th, smirks as he starts heading down to the ring.
Carter: We haven't seen Dominic Sanders since he lost the EWC International Championship back in Atlanta! He's here!
Bennett: Isn't that son-of-a-bitch still suspended?
Aiello: As far as I know, he is.
Bennett: Then what the hell is he doing here?!
Aiello: I'm sure we are about to find out!
Sanders, now on the apron, steps through the ropes and walks over to Jessica Stroup. She hands him the microphone as he looks out to the Texas crowd who are cheering for him. He soaks it in for a minute before his music fades and he raises the microphone to his mouth.
Sanders: Wow. Thank you for that. Well, folks... it's been awhile. I hope you're all doing well.
The crowd cheers.
Sanders: Me, I'm doing better. As you all know, that night I lost... yeah we will call it that... the night I lost the EWC International Championship, I had a bit to drink and wrapped my rental car around a tree. Yeah. Sad but true... or is it?
The crowd murmurs for a second.
Aiello: What is he getting at?
Carter: I don't know, but this should be interesting.
Sanders: Let's look back to that night in Atlanta, shall we? So, here I am facing off with Griffin Hairkins... excuse me... Hawkins. HA! That Rob Garcia still gets me... So, here I am facing off with Griffin Hawkins for MY International Championship. But you know what? I wanted more. I've always wanted more. Anyone who has ever listened to a word I've said knows that I have always wanted a chance at the Undisputed Championship. But the problem is that... well... I was contractually unable to go into that match at Night of Champions. I won't go into details, but let's just take my word for it. The way my contract is structured prevents me from becoming the EWC Undisputed Champion.
The crowd boos.
Aiello: I don't understand. I wonder why his contract was set up that way.
Bennett: Good! We don't need him as champion anyway!
Sanders: So, as an unselfish person that I am... of course I would allow someone else to compete in that match. So... I threw the match with Griffin Hawkins.
A hush goes over the Houston crowd.
Sanders: That's right. When Hawkins dropped me on that stop sign, I was not out cold. I laid there and stared at the ceiling, waiting for the referee to count to ten so that I could get it over with. Now, I know what you're thinking. What a shitty way to go about losing a title. But, like I said, I'm unselfish! I did it because I had to do it. Otherwise the Main Event at Night of Champions would have just been Candy, Nostalgia, Amis Shelton, Xavier Reid, Natalie Young, and what's his face over on Rampage... oh yeah. Ace King. That guy. Well, folks, why rob you all of a chance to see the Rock Soldier get his ass whipped in that extreme circumstance? Nah, I rather enjoyed sitting in the front row watching Hairkins get his shit pushed in. And I know you all did too! So, like I said, it had to be done.
Aiello: I don't know how I feel about this. I have a feeling Sanders is making excuses and blowing smoke up our chimneys!
Sanders: And, as far as the other part is concerned? I didn't get drunk off of whiskey and wrap my vehicle around a pole. I'm not an idiot, as much as some people may think. Hell, by the time I got to the locker room, fuckin' Gil had already consumed all of the whiskey. That whole press release you all read... it was fabricated! It was all a ruse so that I could take some time to do one thing...
Sanders stands in the middle of the ring as the previously cheering crowd begins to send jeers in his direction.
Sanders: ... I was restructuring my contract. Making myself ABLE to go after and WIN the EWC Undisputed Championship!
A slight pop from the crowd, but mostly confusion.
Sanders: So, with that being said, I have an announcement to make. Now that my contract has been cleaned up and fixed... I am announcing right now that I WILL BE in the big match at Rumble in the Bronx. That's right. Dominic Sanders is entering the forty person, over-the-top-rope rumble match! And I WILL win that son-of-a-bitch! And I WILL go to WrestleFest and take down whichever Undisputed Champion they throw in my way. By the end of 2018, Dominic Sanders will be the EWC Undisputed Champion! And... you can bet on that!
Sanders drops the microphone as "Phenomenal" begins playing again. Sanders exits the ring to a mixed reaction, one he is all so used to, and heads to the back. The camera focuses in on the announce table once more.
Aiello: Well... I'm at a loss for words.
Bennett: That's a first! The man did what he had to do! He's looking out for number one! I'm actually proud of him for it.
Carter: I still don't know how much of that was believable. I'm just as confused as the 18,000 plus fans here in attendance.
Aiello: Well, it's about time for the next match. MUCHO GRANDE! takes on The Limit! It should be a brutal match, folks!
Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night BRAWL! What a debut by Bobbi Springfield just moments ago as she was able to get the victory over Joe Doe!
"Phenomenal" by Eminem hits throughout the arena and the crowd erupts in cheers.
Aiello: What the hell! No way!
Dominic Sanders steps out from the back and the crowd cheers loudly for a change. The Texan, making his first appearance on EWC television since July 30th, smirks as he starts heading down to the ring.
Carter: We haven't seen Dominic Sanders since he lost the EWC International Championship back in Atlanta! He's here!
Bennett: Isn't that son-of-a-bitch still suspended?
Aiello: As far as I know, he is.
Bennett: Then what the hell is he doing here?!
Aiello: I'm sure we are about to find out!
Sanders, now on the apron, steps through the ropes and walks over to Jessica Stroup. She hands him the microphone as he looks out to the Texas crowd who are cheering for him. He soaks it in for a minute before his music fades and he raises the microphone to his mouth.
Sanders: Wow. Thank you for that. Well, folks... it's been awhile. I hope you're all doing well.
The crowd cheers.
Sanders: Me, I'm doing better. As you all know, that night I lost... yeah we will call it that... the night I lost the EWC International Championship, I had a bit to drink and wrapped my rental car around a tree. Yeah. Sad but true... or is it?
The crowd murmurs for a second.
Aiello: What is he getting at?
Carter: I don't know, but this should be interesting.
Sanders: Let's look back to that night in Atlanta, shall we? So, here I am facing off with Griffin Hairkins... excuse me... Hawkins. HA! That Rob Garcia still gets me... So, here I am facing off with Griffin Hawkins for MY International Championship. But you know what? I wanted more. I've always wanted more. Anyone who has ever listened to a word I've said knows that I have always wanted a chance at the Undisputed Championship. But the problem is that... well... I was contractually unable to go into that match at Night of Champions. I won't go into details, but let's just take my word for it. The way my contract is structured prevents me from becoming the EWC Undisputed Champion.
The crowd boos.
Aiello: I don't understand. I wonder why his contract was set up that way.
Bennett: Good! We don't need him as champion anyway!
Sanders: So, as an unselfish person that I am... of course I would allow someone else to compete in that match. So... I threw the match with Griffin Hawkins.
A hush goes over the Houston crowd.
Sanders: That's right. When Hawkins dropped me on that stop sign, I was not out cold. I laid there and stared at the ceiling, waiting for the referee to count to ten so that I could get it over with. Now, I know what you're thinking. What a shitty way to go about losing a title. But, like I said, I'm unselfish! I did it because I had to do it. Otherwise the Main Event at Night of Champions would have just been Candy, Nostalgia, Amis Shelton, Xavier Reid, Natalie Young, and what's his face over on Rampage... oh yeah. Ace King. That guy. Well, folks, why rob you all of a chance to see the Rock Soldier get his ass whipped in that extreme circumstance? Nah, I rather enjoyed sitting in the front row watching Hairkins get his shit pushed in. And I know you all did too! So, like I said, it had to be done.
Aiello: I don't know how I feel about this. I have a feeling Sanders is making excuses and blowing smoke up our chimneys!
Sanders: And, as far as the other part is concerned? I didn't get drunk off of whiskey and wrap my vehicle around a pole. I'm not an idiot, as much as some people may think. Hell, by the time I got to the locker room, fuckin' Gil had already consumed all of the whiskey. That whole press release you all read... it was fabricated! It was all a ruse so that I could take some time to do one thing...
Sanders stands in the middle of the ring as the previously cheering crowd begins to send jeers in his direction.
Sanders: ... I was restructuring my contract. Making myself ABLE to go after and WIN the EWC Undisputed Championship!
A slight pop from the crowd, but mostly confusion.
Sanders: So, with that being said, I have an announcement to make. Now that my contract has been cleaned up and fixed... I am announcing right now that I WILL BE in the big match at Rumble in the Bronx. That's right. Dominic Sanders is entering the forty person, over-the-top-rope rumble match! And I WILL win that son-of-a-bitch! And I WILL go to WrestleFest and take down whichever Undisputed Champion they throw in my way. By the end of 2018, Dominic Sanders will be the EWC Undisputed Champion! And... you can bet on that!
Sanders drops the microphone as "Phenomenal" begins playing again. Sanders exits the ring to a mixed reaction, one he is all so used to, and heads to the back. The camera focuses in on the announce table once more.
Aiello: Well... I'm at a loss for words.
Bennett: That's a first! The man did what he had to do! He's looking out for number one! I'm actually proud of him for it.
Carter: I still don't know how much of that was believable. I'm just as confused as the 18,000 plus fans here in attendance.
Aiello: Well, it's about time for the next match. MUCHO GRANDE! takes on The Limit! It should be a brutal match, folks!
TAG TEAM MATCH (NON-TITLE MATCH)
THE LIMIT
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
Carter: The current Tag Team Champions are in for a hell of a match tonight. The Limit have declared that they aren’t about winning or losing, they’re about putting hurt on their victims. NSFW knows that first hand. Grizzly Duggan is no stranger to bringing the pain, and Carlos Ruiz is one of the greatest pure athletes in this company.
Bennett: Hopefully my boys put these two morons out of commission.
Carter: Now you admit it?
Bennett: I didn’t admit nothing except that The Limit are baddasses!
Carter: Whatever. MUCHO GRANDE! Has yet to taste defeat and The Limit despite all over their bravado has yet to win a match. Let’s see how they fare against the Champions.
Aiello: That’s right! But anything can happen in the EWC!
“No Limit" by G-Eazy hits on the speakers and the lights begin flashing throughout the arena. Ethan Alexander and D.J. Frank come walking out onto the stage to a loud chorus of boos. They both stand at the top of the ramp and mockingly gesture to the crowd.
The two begin walking towards the ring, cockily mocking the fans. D.J. grabs a fan's sign and tears it in half, tossing it into the crowd. He laughs and runs towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and Ethan follows suit. Ethan gets to his feet and mocks the fans with outstretched arms once more. D.J. crawls to the center of the ring and stays in the kneeling position as he looks out over the crowd laughing at the booing masses.
Stroup: Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan... weighing in at a combined 565 pounds... THE LIMIT!
Ethan has now gotten halfway up the turnbuckles, playing to the jeering crowd. D.J. gets up and joins Ethan in the opposite corner. They continue to rile up the fans until their music fades out.
‘Walk’ by Pantera begins playing. Carlos Ruiz walks out from the back posing for the crowd in his leather jacket that is zipped halfway up, pink speedo wrestling trunks, pink boots, and Maui Jim sunglasses. You can see the shine of the EWC Tag Team Championship at the top of his zipped up jacket. He stops on the way to the ring a couple of times to take selfies with the crowd. At the 55 second mark of the song Grizzly Duggan finally walks out with his Championship Belt in tow.
Stroup: And their opponents, Carlos Ruiz and Grizzly Duggan, they are your EWC Tag Team Champions, MUCHO GRANDE!
He stares at the crowd and makes his way towards the ring. Once at the ring he grabs the top rope, pulls himself up and steps over the rope and walks to the center of the ring. Carlos slides into the ring and blows kisses to the adoring fans. He smiles as he removes his jacket and sunglasses and hands them to the ringside attendant. Carlos steps in front of Grizzly and kneels down in front of him facing the crowd. Grizzly raises both of his hands as three bursts of pyro ignite from each corner in a synchronized fashion, the EWC Tag Team Championships held high in the air.
DING DING DING
Carlos and Ethan start this matchup. They start to circle the ring and then lock up! Carlos seems to get the better of the two and pushes Ethan back into the corner. The ref starts to count Carlos the good guy that he is releasing the lock up and patting Ethan nicely on the chest. Ethan, not finding this funny, rushes out the corner and clotheslines Carlos, sending him down to the mat! Alexander wasting no time he starts to stomp away on Carlos. Carlos is trying to fight to get back up. But Ethan continues to stomp away and then drops an elbow drop down onto Carlos is back. Carlos is laid out now. Ethan gets up tags and DJ! They quickly go back over to Carlos and pick him up and holds him. DJ runs and hits Carlos with a big boot sending him crashing down to the mat!
Aiello: That was a jaw shattering big boot to the Spanish luchador! Carlos is in trouble and he needs to get his partner in.
Bennett: I’m surprised Grizzly Duggan knows what a tag team is.
Carter: What a ridiculous statement! He’s a tag team champion!
DJ now picks up Carlos off the mat and body slams him back down, runs to the ropes, back of,f and hits him with a leg drop before putting Carlos in a sleeper hold!
Grizzly Duggan is now in the corner, clapping his hands trying to get the crowd behind Carlos to get him up and tag in the big man. Carlos starts to fight back! He starts getting riled and begins to hulk up! The crowd is on their feet, cheering for Carlos! He gets to his knees and DJ grips the lock on tighter, but the crowd is behind Carlos and it's giving him the motivation to fight on! He gets to one foot and then another, and then Carlos elbows DJ in the stomach and is able to get free from the hold. Carlos rushes to the ropes, bounces off, and hits DJ with a drop kick! Both men drop to the ground!
Aiello: Carlos is fighting back! The Limit is not making it easy!
Carlos starts to crawl over to Grizzly! DJ starts to get to his feet and he jumps towards Carlos, but it's too late! Carlos tags in Grizzly.
Aiello: HERE COMES THE MONSTER AMONGST MEN!
Bennett: Let’s see if he manages to not trip over his own feet. That dumb son of a bitch!
Carter: The Limit are about to be in a world of pain!
The crowd goes crazy as Grizzly runs in the ring and hits DJ with a hard forearm across the face sending him flipping over! Ethan now runs in the ring, but it's caught by a clothesline from Grizzly! DJ is back up but is tossed over the ropes buy a clothesline from Duggan, and then Ethan is sent over the top rope as well from another clothesline!
DJ and Ethan walk up to each other and start plotting as they walk to their corner. DJ slides in the ring and tags in Ethan. Ethan wastes no time bum rushing Grizzly and so does DJ and both of them do drop kicks to his knees sending the big man down! The ref starts to count and DJ runs to his respective corner. Ethan starts to stomp away on Grizzly, then picks him up and pile drives him down to the mat! He goes for the cover.
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Kick out!
Aiello: Grizzly Duggan is not faring much better against DJ and Ethan here!
Bennett: That’s because The Limit are the real deal!
Carter: It’s still early. Mucho Grande are the champs for a reason.
Grizzly pushes Ethan off him so hard that he catches a little air and crashes down onto the canvas. Ethan is not fazed however, and as Grizzly goes to get to his feet he's caught by a knee to the chin from Ethan! Ethan drops a leg drop down onto the big man to make sure he stays down! Runs over to tag and DJ! Both men pick Grizzly up and Ethan body slams him to the mat as DJ drops an elbow!
But as Ethan runs to his corner, Grizzly gets back up a little dazed. DJ tries to take advantage of Grizzly to try him knock them down but Grizzly grabbed him by the throat and choke slams him, sending him down to the mat! Grizzly then picks up DJ with ease and belly to belly suplexes him, sending into the air and down to the mat. Grizzly now picks him up again, body slams him right into his corner, and tags in Carlos! Carlos jumps over the ropes and leg drops DJ across the throat he goes for the cover.
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KICK OUT!!!
Aiello: Carlos Ruiz and Grizzly Duggan are now fighting back with all that they got! Huge nearfall there!
Carlos IS not wasting any time gets up and runs to the ropes and as DJ gets up hits him with a flying crossbody they both go crashing down to the mat. Carlos applies a armbar! After moments of sitting there in agonizing pain DJ is able to crawl to the ropes the ref starts the count Carlos breaks the hold immediately both men get to their feet. DJ runs with the clothesline, misses, Carlos bounces off the ropes and hits a perfectly executed dropkick! He goes for the cover.
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Kick out!
Both men get to their feet this time DJ is able to get the momentum on his side and shoulder tackles Carlos back to the ground as he does he then runs to Grizzly and sucker punches him in the face sending him crashing down to the outside area!
Aiello: Look at monster’s face! He’s turning red with rage! He’s had enough.
Bennett: So have I! Eat shit, Duggan!
Carter: Gotta feeling the The Limit is going to get some of their own medicine!
Grizzly is now Angry and focused on DJ and as the ref pushes DJ from behind, Ethan comes with a steel chair crashing it to the back of the head of Grizzly! DJ then continues his assault on Carlos as Ethan on the outside goes under the ring
DJ lifts Carlos up and Irish whips Carlos into the referee sending him down to the mat. Both men are on the floor!
As the ref is laid out Ethan then slides a table into the ring and the crowd starts to go crazy and boo! Ethan then picks the chair up one more time and as Grizzly is trying to get up he sends it crashing down into his back! The crowd send a roar of Boos and hisses at them!
Back in the ring DJ begins to set the table up. The referee is still down and out. Ethan slides in the ring as DJ is finishing setting up the table. Ethan with a sinister glare in his eyes picks up the helpless Carlos off the mat!
DJ climbs to the top rope across from the table, the crowd is screaming “no!” they are and booing! Ethan gets Carlos up on DJ's shoulders up on the top turnbuckle. DJ Frank stands up and drives Carlos through the table with a sit-down powerbomb! The crowd is on their feet screaming “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit”!
As the ref finally recovers, he realizes what's happened he calls for the bell!!
DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via disqualification, MUCHO GRANDE!
Aiello: Damn it! I knew it! The Limit didn’t give a damn about this match! They’re sending another one of their sick and twisted messages to the other tag teams. Win or lose, you’re going down!
Bennett: They’re great, aren’t they?
Carter: No, they aren’t! They’re a disgrace to this company!
Bennett: Well MUCHO GRANDE! sure don't look like winners tonight!
Aiello: Folks, we gotta go to a commercial. Don't go anywhere!
The sick and twisted look on Ethan Alexander's face is the last thing we see as we go to break.
As we return from commercial, the lights go out with phone screens lighting part of the arena. 30 seconds later, "Seven Nation Army" by The White Stripes hit revealing Kendrick Kross standing in the middle of the ramp, receiving a mixed reaction. He stands there looking around the arena as he takes a deep breath before making his way down the ramp. He slaps a few hands on his way down, taking a left as he reaches the bottom of the ramp he picks up a microphone resting on the steps.
Aiello: It’s Kendrick Kross! He’s been missing for weeks.
Bennett: Oh who cares, no one missed the son-of-a-bitch.
Kendrick: Miss me?
Another mixed reaction is received from the crowd.
Kendrick: I’m sure people in the back have wondered where I’ve been. I know Nostalgia and the rest of Freaks and Geeks have. It’s easy, I’ve been at home dealing with an injury. An injury caused by the Unholy Two and Bulletproof…
Kendrick moves his left shoulder around a bit. Still sore but fully healed.
Kendrick: That three way brawl on BRAWL in the lumberjack match? Those two teams gave me a grade 2 separated shoulder which, thankfully heals in a few weeks. So that’s where I’ve been. On the shelf.
Kendrick: They’re going to get theirs though by the hands of me. Iggy and my replacement Brizzie may have won that tag match, but I want my personal revenge and I’ll be getting it someway, somehow. Bulletproof and The Unholy Two will suffer. But you can bet your ass I’m back and ready.
Another mixed reaction which Kendrick lets a small smile out at.
Kendrick: I’m glad for Brizzie and Iggy. A small pop for the mention of Brizzie. My plans for my return? Besides revenge? Haven’t decided on that yet. I could join one of my Freaks and Geeks members and go for the tag titles, go for another title, or just lay back in waiting. I guess we’ll find out won’t we? The Unholy Two and Bulletproof. You’re officially being put on notice. You better watch your backs. Never know when I’ll be there.
Kendrick lets a small chuckle out before dropping the mic and heading up the ramp.
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
HAPPY
VS OYABUN GIN
VS JAMAL JACKSON
VS OYABUN GIN
VS JAMAL JACKSON
Aiello: Well, before the break and before the return of Kendrick Kross, we just witnessed another sick attack by The Limit, this time on the EWC Tag Team Champions, MUCHO GRANDE!
Carter: The tag division has been thrust in the spotlight these last few months. But The Limit is hell-bent on destroying all of them!
Bennett: All well-deserved!
Aiello: That's debatable... well, coming up next we have a triple threat match. Let's go to Jessica in the ring!
Stroup: Introducing! From Kabuchiko, Tokyo, Japan! The Boss! Oyabun Gin!
'Kaze Ni Nare' by Ayumi Nakamura begins to play. As the soft tones of her voice move over the stage a hush falls as the Oyabun calmly walks onto the stage, his eyes focused straight ahead at the ring in front of him. He doesn't start moving until the second verse begins as he quickly heads to the ring, walking up the iron steps and moving to the center of the ropes. He raises his arms up as KAZE NI NARE is roared out over the loudspeakers and from the crowd. He quickly ducks into the ring, wiping his feet on the apron before standing in the center of the ring, bowing his head to it before moving to his corner.
Aiello: Oyabun Gin may be the smallest guy in this match, but he is a skilled striker and can hit just as hard and knows exactly where to hit.
Carter: I’m sure he wished he would have fared better at the Night of Champions Battle Royal, but he will be looking to right the ship tonight.
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: Jamal Jackson is looking to turn things around after a tough loss to Emma Louise at Brawl 517.
Carter: He is a talented competitor, tonight could be the night.
Bennett: Not gonna happen.
Pyros hit, lights flash red and black and "Ain't no Grave" by Johnny Cash begins to play as fans begin to cheer and jeer and Happy drives out from the back on his custom Harley. He stops atop the stage and looks out to the crowd both left and right and revs his engine before his ride towards the ring. He's wearing blacked out custom Oakley's, his 'Crimson Demons' leather cut, no shirt underneath and black Jean's with white shoes.
Stroup: Finally, making his way to the ring. Fighting out of Oakham, Massachusetts, standing 6'2" and weighing 245, HAPPY!
He steps off of his Harley putting his glasses down on it and then taking his Cut and laying it onto the seat of the bike before sliding into the ring. Once inside Happy wears a menacing smile as he rolls his fists waiting for the match to begin.
Aiello: Happy coming off a huge win at Night of Champions. Earning him another X-Division Title Shot. He took Nostalgia to his limit last time out.
Carter: But he will be facing Nostalgia? Will he be facing Nostalgia or Leviathan?
Bennett: Does it matter? Happy is the toughest guy around. He likes pain, so Nostalgia/Leviathan it wouldn’t matter. Just like it doesn’t matter who is in the ring with him tonight.
DING DING DING
The three competitors size each other up for a few seconds until Jamal Jackson charges at Oyabun Gin. But Gin is ready for him and sends him hard to the mat with a Judo Throw. But he is not ready when he turns around to be on the receiving end of a Spear from Happy. Gin rolls out of the ring. Happy begins to head to the ropes, when Jackson comes from behind with a Dropkick, sending Happy through the ropes and landing down on Gin. Jackson heads to the corner, make his way to the top turnbuckle, waits for Gin and Happy to get to their feet, leaps, going for a Double Cross Body Block, but Gin and Happy catch Jackson, look at each other, then ram Jackson’s back into the Ringpost and letting him drop the floor. Happy and Gin turn and immediately begin exchanging punches. Gin connects with a hard right then Happy returns the favor. Gin connects with a hard right, knocking Happy back a step. Happy comes back with another, but it is blocked by Gin, Gin kicks Happy in the gut and brings him down headfirst with a Snap DDT. He gets to his feet, grabs Happy brings him to his feet, then whips him into the apron. Gin rolls Happy into the ring. He goes to slide in the ring, but Jackson grabs his foot, and pulls him right back out as soon as he gets halfway in. Jackson connects with a series of vicious rights. Jackson finishes the assault by taking a few quick steps back, then lunging forward and connecting with a Superkick. Jackson quickly slides into the ring. He grabs Happy by the head as Happy is pushing himself to his feet. He tries to bring him up, but Happy breaks his grip. Happy leaps up, then brings Jackson hard to the mat with a Cutter. He goes for the cover.1
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Kickout by Jackson.
Aiello: Happy with the first pin attempt here.
Carter: This match has delivered some hard hitting blows in the early going here. You never know what will happen when three intense competitors as these step into ring together.
Bennett: I know what’s going to happen. Because I’m a smart son’a’ bitch.
Happy brings Jackson to his feet, whips him right what he thinks he will be the ropes but is Gin lying in wait and delivering a Dropkick to Jackson. Happy charges and is met with a Dropkick as well. Happy rolls out of the ring. Gin grabs Jackson by the head and delivers a series of knee strikes to his head. Then pushes his head down the mat hard before going for the pin.
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Kickout.
Aiello: They might want to check Jamal Jackson for a concussion after that.
Carter: He is going to be bruised up tomorrow.
Gin quickly brings Jackson to his feet, then sets him up and drives him down with the Kami-Killer. He goes for the cover.
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Broken up by Happy.
Aiello: Happy saves the chance for victory at the last second. Obayun Gin might’ve had it there.
Happy grabs Gin, yanking him to his feet. He cocks back and delivers a Headbutt, staggering Gin. Happy goes for a Spear, but Gin catches him with a hard knee to the head first. As he leans down to grab Happy, Jackson comes from behind, wrapping his arms around Gin’s waist, then lifting him up, and slams him to the mat with a German Suplex. He looks over to see Happy still down so he quickly heads to the corner. He climbs to the top turnbuckle, sets himself, leaps, and comes crashing down on Gin with a Frog Splash. He hooks the leg.
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Gin kicks out.
Aiello: Jamal Jackson with a nearfall there. This could be his moment.
As Jackson gets to his feet, he brings Gin along with him. With his head wrapped up, he grabs the leg of Jackson, lifts and drives him down with a Package Piledriver. He goes for the cover.
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Broken up by Happy.
Carter: Happy steals victory from the clutches of Jackson there.
Gin rolls out of the ring as Jackson and Happy get to their feet. Happy acts first, starting his assault with No Control. After the last headbutt, he sets in Happy Place. Jackson fights it for as long as he can, but it is too much as he eventually taps out before something pops.
DING DING DING
Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...HAPPY!Aiello: Happy keeps his momentum going with a tough win in this triple threat match.
Carter: Happy has proven time and again he is a threat to everyone in the EWC locker room.
Bennett: Now seems like a good time to say I told you so.
The referee raises Happy’s arm in victory, barely noticing as Happy his surveys the damage of the downed opponents.
Aiello: Stay tuned for another intense match when Bulletproof and the Unholy Two face off in a No Disqualification Tag Team Tornado Match.
The show fades to a commercial break.
As we return to the show we are backstage, more specifically in Killian DeVille's locker room. He is sitting on a steel chair, smoking a cigarette. After several seconds, The Villain looks at the camera.
Killian DeVille: First of all, let me clarify one thing.
He takes a puff on his cigarette before continue.
Killian DeVille: Last week Mister Joe Aiello made a mistake during my entrance. He said, and I quote, “Killian DeVille has been impressive so far, despite his win-loss record”. You see, as far as I'm concerned, my record tells that I remain undefeated. However, I must add that at this moment my record is not divided into wins and losses but...
The Villain projects his voice as he opens his arms.
Killian DeVille: KILLIAN DEVILLE… 1! Texas… 0.
The audience boos loudly.
Killian DeVille: But let's move on to what really matters, I'm not here tonight to tell you what's obvious, that Texans are a bunch of losers and crybabies. Let’s move on…
More boos. The Villain smirks.
Killian DeVille: I'm here tonight to claim my deserved shot for the Television Championship. Yeah, I know the title is already on the line tonight. Clay Byrd after I broke his nose three weeks ago and put him to sleep last week finally got his chance. That's what you call momentum, right?
He laughs disdainfully.
Killian DeVille: You see, I finished second in the Elimination Match that your Texan guy won not because of his merit, but because of my demerit. Last week in our first singles match I defeated him as clean as water and I've proved to everyone in this company that I'm simply much better than him. And you even might say that does not make me the Number One Contender to anything, that the Television Championship is not BRAWL exclusive. You’re right, but…
The Villain takes another puff on the cigarette.
Killian DeVille: I also dropped a deuce in the Battle Royal opened to all brands at Night of Champions and, let’s be honest, you all saw how that bitch Jasmine won the match: she cheated and stole it from me with the help of her henchmen. I actually could challenge her and beat her as I did to Clay but, huh… She is not even part of the EWC roster anymore. Yes, you heard it right, Jasmine Powers was fired.
Some buzz is heard coming from the audience.
Killian DeVille: Which means that, whoever wins between Amis Shelton and Clay Byrd, I am the legitimate Number One Contender to the Television Championship. That being said, whoever wins tonight, I am now speaking directly to you… Give The Villain a happy ending.
He tosses the cigarette to the floor and looks resolutely at the camera.
Killian DeVille: Me and you for the Television Championship… September 24th… Rumble In The Bronx.
The scene shifts back to ringside.
TAG TEAM MATCH
NO DISQUALIFICATION TORNADO TAG TEAM MATCH
BULLETPROOF
VS UNHOLY TWO
VS UNHOLY TWO
Aiello: Well, in case any of you are confused, Killian DeVille IS correct. I have just been handed a note that comes from "Doc" Hollister stating that because Jasmine Powers was removed from this company, Killian DeVille IS awarded a Television Championship opportunity.
Carter: And, Joe, he just called his shot. We will see if the EWC will grant him his pay-per-view wish. And, we will find out later tonight just who Mr. DeVille gets his close-up with.
Bennett: That was lame and you know it!
Aiello: But next, we've got a No Disqualification Tornado Tag Team match between Bulletproof and the Unholy Two! Let's go to Jessica who is in the ring!
Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a No Disqualification Tag Team Match under Tornado rules!
The arena goes dark and silent before the sound of a slow heart beat 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: Introducing first... Weighing in at a combined 413 pounds... El and Roach... the Unholy Two!
Aiello: Well, the Unholy Two has not quite been able to catch a break yet here in the EWC.
Carter: Losses to Collateral Damage, NSFW, and Freaks and Geeks Present: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg's Limo have left them searching for answers.
Bennett: Well they ain't gonna find it tonight. These two old men are about to get their asses whipped by Bulletproof!
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. ‘Shoot Em’ by Brick hits the arena as the lights dim low followed by strobe lights bouncing off the walls. Bulletproof slowly step out onto the stage and stand shoulder to shoulder to shoulder looking out into the crowd. All three throw Two Sweet into the air as the fans reign down heavily with their distaste before slamming their fist together at the top of the ramp. They begin to make their way down the ramp taunting and inticing the fans in attendance to strike them and point and laugh at them while they try to do so.
Stroup: And their opponents... Bulletproof!
Aiello: Who's going to be it tonight?
Bennett: I say Gatz and Miles!
Carter: I'm going with Gatz and Trigger again.
Once reaching ringside they each make their way into the ring and meet in the middle throwing up Too Sweet. The three members of Bulletproof then play a game of rock, paper and scissors to see who is going to compete. Talon Gatz is the odd man out. He throws up Too Sweet before making his exit from the ring and standing in their corner.
Aiello: Okay it's going to be Bodhi Miles and Jaxson Trigger taking on El and Roach!
Bennett: I think they rigged that one. No Disqualification? The two bigger men enter the match. Smart!
Carter: You may actually be right, Steve.
Bennett: Of course I am! I always am!
Before the match begins, the referee looks outside the ring at Talon Gatz and points at him and then points over towards the locker room. Gatz loses his mind.
Aiello: Look at this! Referee Josh Daniels is keeping it fair and making sure that this is a two-on-two affair instead of three-on-two!
Bennett: This is bull crap! He can't do that!
Carter: He just did, Steve!
DING DING DING
The four men meet immediately once the bell sounds, with El and Miles exchanging blows and Roach and Trigger going at it. Both members of Bulletproof gain the upper hand and all of the action spills outside of the ring. Once to his feet, Trigger throws Roach into the steel steps. Miles scoops El up and slams his spine into the ring post. Trigger goes over to the announcers’ table and tosses the monitors aside.Aiello: This is not good!
Bennett: I’m gettin’ my ass out of the way!
The three announcers are seen standing behind their table now in anticipation of whatever is going to happen next. Trigger picks Roach up off of the ground and walks over to the table. He begins to lift Roach up off of the ground, looking for the Doc’s Death Drop. On his way up, however, Roach kicks Trigger between the legs and Trigger drops Roach. Roach delivers a double-axe handle smash right into the middle of Trigger's back. He pounds on Trigger's head and neck area as he is on the ground.
On the other side of the ring, El gains control of Miles by thumbing him in the eye. Then, as Miles is stumbling away from El, El runs and delivers a jumping knee right into Miles’ back, sending him face first into the ring post. Seeing that Miles is down for awhile, El decides to go help his partner with the bigger Jaxson Trigger. El walks around to the other side of the ring and joins Roach. The two grab Jaxson Trigger by the throat. They go to lift him up, but struggle due to the man's 6'10'' height.
Bennett: There’s no way! He’s too big and tall!
Roach releases his grip and walks over to the ring announcer’s booth. El hammers away on Trigger’s head, trying to keep him from recovering. Roach returns with two steel chairs.
Aiello: Maybe they’re opting for a con-chair-to instead.
Roach sets the chairs up on either side of Trigger. He steps up onto one of the chairs and re-grabs at Trigger’s throat. El climbs up onto the other chair. Both men now have better leverage with the added height. They lift Trigger high up into the air and chokeslam him through the table on the outside with the Unholy Special! The Houston crowd goes nuts for the Unholy Two as Aiello, Bennett, and Carter all get out of the way. Their headsets have been unplugged in the entire process. Our audio is currently gone!
Miles is back to his feet on the other side of the ring. He runs and takes El out with a Problem Solver. As he returns to his feet, however, Roach takes a big-league swing with the steel chair and cracks it upside Miles’ head. Miles stumbles for a second, dropping to one knee. Roach lifts the chair up and cracks it one more down down on Bodhi’s head! He tosses the chair to the side as the crowd cheers loudly.
The camera zooms in on Miles’ face, blood trickling down from his forehead. Roach reaches down and grabs Miles, lifting him off of the floor. He rolls Miles into the ring and bends down. He reaches under the ring and pulls out a large, heavy sack. He slides it into the ring and follows after. He opens the top of the sack and dumps out shards of cinder block onto the canvas. The word “Bulletproof” can still be seen sprayed on the puzzle pieces left from the wall that El shattered in their video package. Roach reaches down and picks up the largest piece of cinder block that he can find and holds it in his hand.
As he stands there waiting for Bodhi Miles to get up, Jaxson Trigger has reached his feet on the outside of the ring. He walks over to the ring apron and grabs the top rope. He goes to pull himself to the apron but is met by a hard crack of a steel chair right across his spine.
Aiello: Hello? Hello? We back on?
As the announcers begin to try and get back live, Miles is slowly up to his feet in the ring. Roach rears back with the cinder block and nails the bloody Miles in the face with the remnants. Miles collapses to the canvas and Roach makes a cover.
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DING DING DING
Stroup: Here are your winners... El and Roach, the Unholy Two!Aiello: Back on the air just in time! Unholy Two picks up their first victory in the EWC!
Carter: And they left Bulletproof picked apart.
Aiello: Bulletproof didn't really seem to get going much in that one. I'm just glad to get our audio back!
Bennett: I can't believe it. If those two old guys can do it, maybe I oughta get back into the ring! Someone get me a match with Mike McGuire!
Aiello: We would all love to see that! Folks, don't go anywhere! We have more action after these messages!
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
ROB GARCIA
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
Aiello: Monday Night Brawl has lived up to the Texas motif thus far! Go big or go home! And that’s what the following match is all about! International Champion, Griffin Hawkins has had the “sins” of the past catch up to him as of late. He has been banned from the Rumble in the Bronx by Victor Price.
Carter: I can’t hold my tongue on this. What is Price doing here? Hawkins’ resume is certainly deserved of a spot in that huge match.
Bennett: I hope Price bans you from BRAWL, you little twerp.
Carter: Not a chance, you foul mouthed malcontent.
Aiello: Anyway, he may not be slated for the Rumble but he is in action tonight. He has a test up ahead for him. A man despite losing all claim to EWC gold, real or not, has been on a singles action hot streak. That has seemingly put him in the pursuit of International gold. Rob Garcia is very familiar with Griffin Hawkins. Rob has defeated him. Hawkins is seemingly in the man’s head. Griffin set off a string of events that led to the destruction of Rob’s Undefeated championship.
Bennett: A travesty!
Carter: A mercy killing.
Aiello: And so while this is non-title, it has far reaching implications. Take it away, Jessica!
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall …
The spotlight shines on a young man who seems to be playing a guitar on stage. After playing a long interrupted solo...he strokes the guitar in one fell swoop, setting off the pyro's on stage! The lights come on to reveal Griffin Hawkins!
Stroup: First, hailing from Windsor Ontario Canada, put your hands together for the EWC International Champion, Griffin Hawkins!
He has his guitar in hand as "Made In Hell" by Rob Halford blasts in. He walks down the ramp, carrying his guitar as he slaps hands with a few fans. Signs reading "Griffin Rocks!" and "EWC gets Metal!" are seen as he comes down the ramp. He sets his guitar by the steps and gets in the ring.
He then proceeds to get on the ropes, taking the belt off his waist and raises it in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Soon he gets off the ropes, taking off his denim vest with various band patches on it off and sets it out of the ring. He gets out of the ring and goes to the front row, putting his aviator sunglasses on a young fan.
After he gets in the ring, he waits for Rob Garcia. And so does Jessica Stroup. She decides to give it a try.
Stroup: And his opponent …
The arena goes dark except for the fans cell phones... 🎵I wear a mean dark pair of shades.. 🎵 plays throughout the arena and the crowd erupted in "boo's!"
Stroup: Hailing from Beverly Hills …
A very loud car horn interrupts the Brawl announcer. Out from side of the stage emerges a white 1995 Oldsmobile Silhouette. Behind the wheel is a man in an astronaut suit. The camera pans to Hawkins who just rolls his eyes.
The van comes to a stop right at the side of the entrance ramp. The side door slides open and out comes Garcia, in his ring attire. So presumably the driver is Jeff Noon. He signals for his music to be cut. Noon hands him a microphone. Garcia lets the boos level out as he hangs just outside the van.
Garcia: I love you all, too! Say it with me, guys! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Booooooooooooo!
Garcia: Don’t boo Hairkins, friends, he’s not all that bad! Okay, I’m lying. He sucks! So I was talking to Jeff and you know what I find ridiculous? He’s the Intergalactic champion and he hasn’t once defended it on another planet. You don’t deserve it! That’s why I will take over for you. Not just here! Mars! Pluto! Uranus!
Garcia snickers at his own joke. Hawkins however paces the ring like a caged animal. He has a mic in hand.
Garcia: This is what this is all about. I talked with mi amigo Elon Musk. That’s right. Billionaires have to stick together. So we smoked some trees and guess what? I will be the first Intergalactic champion that lives up to the name. Not that filthy drunk Domingo! Did you hear that he thinks Texas is its own country? What a moron! And certainly not you! You’re looking at the two newest captains of the Space Force! And right here is our ship!
Noon honks the horn repeatedly.
Garcia: Like Elon, I’m a great phil, phila, paleontologist and Captain Noon and myself will spread good will across the universe and you can go back to your Stryper cover band, you mulleted tool!
Hawkins: Just shut the hell up already! You do this every week and it justs pisses everyone off! Get down here and take your ass beating, Garcia!
The crowd cheers and Rob looks very offended. He throws the microphone down and makes his way down to the ring.
Stroup: Weighing in at 245 pounds, ROB GARCIAAA!!!
Noon kills the engine and follows Garcia as if there was no gravity in the arena.
Aiello: Again, I honestly don’t know what to say about this.
Bennett: You heard the man, he’s gonna bring EWC gold to the final frontier.
Carter: I don’t get Garcia. Hawkins is approaching legendary status with his extended tenure here in EWC and this is how he prepares? Goofing off with a minivan?
Aiello: True. But when that bell rings Rob shows all of that natural ability that has propelling him to his very opportunity. Some would say these were mind games.
Garcia charges the ring and runs right into an arm drag from Griffin Hawkins!
DING DING DING
Hawkins’ positive momentum continues. Garcia gets caught with a second and then a third armdrag that the Rock Soldier turns into a deep armbar. Garcia spins out of it and kips up to his feet. Hawkins keeps a hold of his arm. Garcia twirls out of and wrenches down on Griffin’s arm. The international champion breaks free and grabs a headlock right into a takeover.
Rob slaps the mat in frustration at being caught again. Griffin can only reply with a smile. Rob is up to a knee quickly and jabs Hawkins in the ribs with the point of his elbow. That breaks the hold. Knee to the gut and then a club over the back from Garcia. Irish whip. Reversal from Hawkins. Garcia bounces off the ropes and Hawkins brings up into a fireman’s carry…
Aiello: Nowhere to go for Garcia! Where’s Hawkins gonna put him?
Bennett: Put him down! Put him down!!
Carter: The Rock Soldier just may do that right now!
He looks to the crowd and gives them a wide grin. With Garcia across his shoulders, he begins to spin around!
Aiello: The Hatredcopter!
Bennett: I’m gonna be sick!
The crowd begins to count along each revolution from Griff’s airplane spin. Garcia’s hands reach out for the ropes as the spins bring him closer and closer but just as his fingertips touch them, Hawkins reverses course!
After a dozen more spins, Hawkins lets him down. Garcia, wobbly legged, walks away and collapses. Only the ropes save him from hitting the mat. Hawkins looks a little dizzy himself but he recovers quicker. He shoves the ReMnant into the corner and releases a torrent of chops and forearm smashes on his potential challenger.
Whip out the corner. Rob hits the other corner back first first. Hawkins follows up. Rob catches him with a boot to the jaw. The Rock Soldier staggers back. The former tag champion climbs up the second rope and leaps off with a front dropkick. Hawkins slaps it away and avoids the contact.
Garcia hits all at mat and sits up from the pain. Hawkins makes him pay with buzzsaw kick right to the side of the head! Garcia slumps over and for a moment, the camera catches his eyes rolls back into his head.
Aiello: Oh my! Hawkins showing off his Muay Thai skills tonight with that brutal kick to the skull! That’s gotta be it!
Bennett: Don’t give a damn what Hawkins knows! That namby pamby kick won’t get the job done!
Carter: Wouldn’t say that…
Hawkins sees his opponent is out cold seemingly! He drops down and covers Garcia for the first pinfall attempt of this match!
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Referee Paul Turner waives off the pin. Garcia’s foot is on the ropes!
Carter: Oh come ON! Not again! How do you NOT notice the guy in the astronaut suit putting his client’s foot on the ropes!
Bennett: Can’t call what you don’t see.
Aiello: Very true. Noon once against makes himself very valuable in a match.
Hawkins saw it. He doesn’t even bother to argue with the official. He goes through the ropes on the apron as Noon waddles away in his oversized and burdensome suit. With a running start along the apron, Hawkins punts Noon the back of the head!
The helmet goes flying! Noon falls to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
Bennett: That son of a bitch murdered Noon! How’s he gonna breath without his space helmet on!?
Carter: Like the rest of us!
Aiello: Uh, well, that’s one way to neutralize Noon.
Hawkins looks down at Noon and shakes his head. But before he can get back into the ring, Garcia smashes into him with a shoulder tackle. The impact sends Hawkins off the apron and crashing chest first into the barricade!
The cameras catch Garcia’s expression and that arrogant smugness is long gone! It is replaced with anger. He sees his friend laid out AGAIN and he is having none of it.
Garcia slides out of the ring and Turner begins to count both competitors out.
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Garcia grabs a handful of Hawkin’s blond locks and forces him to his feet. And then with a handful of his pants and an almost primal yell, he shoves Hawkins chest first into the steel steps with such an impact that tip over!
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Garcia goes to check on Noon!
Garcia: Where’s his helmet! He needs his helmet!
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He sees that a crew member is holding the helmet. He makes a beeline to the EWC employee and snatches it out of his hands!
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He props Noon up against the opposite ring pole and places the helmet back on! He cuffs his friend’s shoulder.
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Garcia: Breath easy, buddy!
Garcia turns around back to his opponent, concerns set aside, and walks right into a hard hitting spear from Griffin Hawkins!
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Hawkins gets to his feet and shakes off the cobwebs. He sees the referee is very close to ending this match prematurely. He tries to bring Garcia up to his feet but he’s dead weight.
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He struggles and finally has him against the ring apron
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Garcia gets rolled into the ring. Griffin falls to a knee from the exertion.
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With a burst of adrenaline, The International Champion makes it back to the ring just in time!
Aiello: Hawkins took a nasty fall and he is starting to feel it right now.
Bennett: This rock n’ roll son of a bitch doesn’t understand! You don’t mess with someone’s best friend!
Carter: Find that hard to believe considering you have no friends today. Maybe accomplices. Who knows?
The crowd starts to boo. Not a reaction that Hawkins is accustomed to at all. But it isn’t for him.
Carter: Speaking of accomplices.
Morgan Darkwater steps out onto the stage. He cuts an imposing figure and his slow saunter and stoic expression has caught the International Champion’s attention. The larger half of the Soldiers of Fortune stares past the action in the ring and his resolve is unflinching.
Aiello: Space Force nonsense aside, Garcia has major backup in Noon. But Darkwater is a different animal altogether. Impossible to get a read on him.
Bennett: Are you dense, boy? He’s contractually obligated a rematch. He’s letting the current champion know just that.
Carter: It’s been months since he lost the International Championship to Dominic Sanders. As you can see, Griffin Hawkins holds that crown now!
Morgan pays no attention to the astronaut. Or the ring action.
Hawkins turns around only to see Garcia jumps off the turnbuckle. Hurricanrana - no!
The Rock Soldier rocks Garcia with a powerbomb!
He keeps a hold of his legs and lifts him back into the air. Garcia feebly punches at Hawkins but that doesn’t stop a second ring shaking powerbomb!
Rob’s 245 pound body becomes heavier as the champ braces him and wrenches Rob into the air for a third time. This time, because of the delay, Rob’s blows are a little more impactful. He stuns Hawkins and then reverses the powerbomb into a hurricanrana. He sits down on Hawkin’s chest and hooks one leg!
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Hawkins pushes Rob off. Hawkins kips up. He dodges a superkick attempt from Garcia. Kick to the gut. Number One Stunner attempt from Griffin. Garcia pushes Griffin, spins him around the shoulder and kicks him the gut.
Step up enziguri.
Hawkins ducks and then shoves his opponent on the mat and rolls up on the leg for the Painkiller!
Aiello: Counter for counter but this kneebar submission hold from The Rock Soldier may just force Rob Garcia to tap out! Look at the excruciating pain!
Carter: And no Noon in sight! He hasn’t moved much since Hawkins kicked his block off!
Bennett: Morgan! Do something!
Garcia is at the verge of tapping when Hawkins sees trouble. Deliberately, Morgan has picked up the International Championship. He takes a step towards the ring.
Preemptively, Hawkins releases the hold and gets to hit feet and prepares for the worst.
Morgan stops short. And drops the title before his feet. His expression is blank and yet there is anger in the former pirate’s eyes.
Hawkins gets rolled up all of a sudden!
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Carter: This is damn ridiculous! Garcia can’t keep it clean if his life depended on it.
Bennett: Morgan didn’t do a damn thing!
Aiello: Debatable. Hawkins should know better to not take the eye off the ball. Hindsight is 20/20 however. How could you not notice a man like Darkwater?
Morgan continues his observation with his arms crossed over his chest.
Both opponents scramble to their feet. Hawkins ducks a clothesline from Garcia. Reverse neckbreaker, no, Garcia elbows out of it and drops Hawkins with a neckbreaker of his own. He quickly gets to the top rope. Hawkins is in the drop zone! Huge top rope leg drop!
Bennett: Bitch, Please!
High risk, low return! Garcia whiffs on the leg drop and Hawkins goes for the knee strike to the head, Garcia despite the pain manages to duck the knee! Hawkins stumbles forward and his chest hits the turnbuckle!
Garcia with another roll up! He tries to get his legs onto the second rope but Hawkins drags down into a triangle choke! Garcia struggles and writhes and manages to flip over Hawkins with the hold still applied. Hawkins’ shoulders are down!
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SHOT IN THE DARK!
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DING DING DING
Stroup: The winner of this match via pinfall, Griffin Hawkins!
Aiello: The International Champion overcomes Rob Garcia with that lightning quick superkick!
Garcia is out - splayed in the middle of the ring.
Darkwater exits, but not before, placing Hawkin’s International title into the ring. Within Hawkin’s grasp. As if telling him to enjoy it. For now. Griffin snatches up the championship and raises it high in the air as his music plays. He is sweat drenched and exhausted.
Aiello: Hawkins got his win back over Rob Garcia but it wasn’t easy and it wasn’t for lack of trying. Garcia almost managed to steal it multiple times here.
Carter: His luck ran out.
Bennett: Hawkins will has his luck run out, too.
Aiello: The International Champion is not through with Garcia or Morgan for a long shot. There will be hell to pay for sure. However, we’ve got a big championship match upcoming. Amis Shelton makes his first TV title defense against Clay Byrd! Next on BRAWL!
The camera focuses in on a celebrating Griffin Hawkins as it fades to commercial.
EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
CLAY BYRD
VS AMIS SHELTON
VS AMIS SHELTON
Aiello: What a match we witnessed between Rob Garcia and Griffin Hawkins before the commercial break!
Carter: Of course Griffin Hawkins walked out as the winner but he's really got to watch his back. Darkwater is coming for him.
Bennett: Until I see that pirate or mercenary or whatever he is do something worthwhile, he don't scare shit!
Aiello: Well, we've got a good one coming atcha! Let's go to Jessica in the ring as she announces the competitors for this Championship match!
Stroup: The following contest is for the EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!
"Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice"
The crowd erupt into a chorus of loud boos as 'Lucky You' by Eminem featuring Joyner Lucas begins to play on the speakers.
Stroup: Introducing first.. He is from Springfield, Illinois and weighs in tonight at 200lbs.. The reigning and defending TELEVISION Champion... 'The Renegade'.... AMIS.... SHEEEEELLLLTTOOOOOON!
Amis Shelton emerges from behind the curtain with his arms outstretched as he arrogantly embraces the reception from the crowd, he taps the Television Title which is strapped around his waist. He proceeds down the ramp.
Amis climbs onto the apron and hops over the top rope and climbs a turnbuckle, aggressively outstretching his arms which generates more boos from the fans. Amis looks out to the crowd once more, unclipping the TELEVISION TITLE and raising it high above his head for all to see. Amis then places the title onto his shoulder and jumps down from the turnbuckle.
Aiello: Amis was upset to say the least after coming away empty handed at Night of Champions. He will be looking to take out his frustrations on Clay Byrd tonight.
Carter: He better keep his emotions under control. He might find himself in trouble against the big Texan!
Bennett: Everything Amis Shelton says is true. He is the realest guy in the room. But, with that being said, I'm going for my guy from Texas!
Stroup: AND THE CHALLENGER,, weighing in at 295 pounds and hailing from Plainview, Texas … CLAY BYRD!!!
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, which incites a huge pop from the crowd, 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. In the other hand, Clay drags a bull rope. 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 as impressive in the ring as he is an imposing man.
Carter: He is a threat to send every opponent out of the ring via stretcher. He will be looking to do serious damage her to Amis tonight.
Bennett: Typically I would say he wouldn't have a chance. But he is a Texan. And we Texans need to stick together.
DING DING DING
Amis Shelton and Clay Byrd circle each other a few times. Clay goes to lock up, but Amis ducks under. As Clay turns, Amis delivers a Superkick staggering Big Tex. Amis goes to follow with a Step Up Enziguri, but Clay catches him first with a hard forearm, stopping The Renegade in his tracks. Clay connects with a hard right, staggering Amis, Clay then steps into Amis and delivers a hard forearm that knocks Amis to the ground. Amis is quick to his feet, Clay goes for a Haymaker, but Amis uses his speed his evade the impact. Amis charges then connects with a Shining Wizard, stunning Big Tex. Amis then connects with a Running Front DropKick that sends Clay hard into the corner. Amis sprints toward the corner, leaps, goes for a Hurricanrana, but Clay uses his strength to stop the momentum, lift Amis up then slam him down with a Powerbomb. Clay goes for the cover.1
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Aiello: The challenger gets the first nearfall.
Carter: Amis has the right strategy, trying to rely on his speed, but Clay managed to get ahold of him there.
When Clay Byrd gets to his feet, he plants his boot across the neck of Amis, choking him for the ref’s 5 count.
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Clay releases, before going right back to it. The ref counts.
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Clay releases, then drops a knee, locking Amis in a Chokehold. Clay wrenches down on Amis, as Amis tries to pulls Clay’s arm from around his neck. But to no avail as the ref checks on him. Amis blows the ref off as he starts to scoot towards the rope. Before he can get to the rope, Clay gets to a vertical position, yanking Amis up with him. Amis against tries to pry Clay off him to no avail. After the ref checks on him again, Amis manages to maneuver into position to drive his elbow into the gut of Clay, then another, and another, finally creating some separation. Amis drops to a knee to grab at his throat. Clay steps up and goes for a knockout kick, but Amis rolls forward in time to evade the impact. Clay turns and charges, this time Amis ducks a Clothesline. Clay quickly turns again, but this time Amis is there to connect with a Step-Up Enziguri. Amis follows up by driving his knee into the gut of Clay, then driving him hard to the mat with a Lifting Single Underhook DDT. Amis goes for the cover.
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Aiello: Amis with a nearfall after a series of quick, hard hitting strikes.
Carter: Clay Byrd may have the size, but Amis is as sound as they come in the ring. He is capable of defeating anyone he steps in the ring with.
Bennett: Which is why he will go down as the greatest thing to happen to EWC since...ME!
The Renegade quickly gets to his feet, then heads to the corner, makes his way to the top turnbuckle, he seats, leaps, and comes down with a Moonsault, but into the knees of Big Tex. Big Tex takes a few seconds to get to his feet as Amis holds his gut in pain. Clay grabs Amis, yanking him to his feet, then onto his shoulder. He charges forward, about to drive Amis to the mat with a Running Powerslam, but Amis manages to slide out the back. As Clay turns, Amis connects with a Low Dropkick, causing the big man to fall hard to the mat. Amis quickly heads to the feet of Clay, wrapping them up with his, then leaning back to lock in The Muta Lock. Clay is now trying to pry Amis’ grip loose, but he due to the angle, cannot even get a grip as the ref checks on him. Amis applies more and more pressure, the ref checks but Clay refuses to quit. Amis releases the hold realizing it will not get the job done. As Clay tries to recover, Amis delivers a series of stomps before walking away, walking a short circle then coming back to grab Byrd by the head. He brings Clay to a knee, when Clay breaks his grip, then connects with a hard right, then another, and another. Clay delivers a kick to the gut, then a Haymaker, knocking Amis hard to the mat. Clay again brings his big boot across the neck of Amis, the ref again makes the count.
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Clay releases, listens to the ref’s warning, then goes right back to it.
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Clay brings his foot off the neck and grabs Amis by the head and shoulder, dragging him to a knee, sets him up, lifts, then slams him hard into the mat with a devastating Crucifix Powerbomb. Clay Byrd goes for the pin.
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THR...kickout by Amis.
Aiello: Clay Byrd was a half a second from becoming the new Television Champion.
Carter: He is putting a hurtin’ on Amis here tonight. But Amis is dangerous and tough as nails, you can’t count him out until the match is officially over.
Bennett: This Big Tex is rough and rugged. A true Texan. I like his style.
Clay grabs Amis, bringing him to his feet, then whips him into the ropes, he goes for a Clothesline but Amis ducks under and keeps going. On the rebound Amis leaps, going for a Flying Forearm, but CLay sidesteps, the ref is there and taken down by Amis. Clay pauses for a second, as he sees the ref grab his head. Amis gets to his feet, Big Tex steps up and goes for a Haymaker, but Amis ducks it by dropping to a knee, and delivering a Low Blow. Amis charges and drives his knee into the face of Clay. This gives Amis the chance to set up, and and slam him down with You’re Fucked. He quickly gets to his feet, drops the mat, then outside the ring, he drops to knee, reaches under the ring, grabs a chair, then slides into the ring. He walks over to Clay who is now on a knee, Amis cocks back, and drives the chair into Clay’s head. He tosses the chair, then walks over to the ref, shaking him then dragging him over toward Clay. He drops to make the pin, the ref is slow to count.
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Aiello: Somehow Clay Byrd manages to keep his title hopes alive.
Carter: Amis has sunk low to try keep this Television Title reign alive.
Bennett: I think you misspoke and meant he wisened up and realized anything goes when making sure you keep the gold.
Amis slaps the mat in frustration, then yells at the still hurting ref for counting slow before getting to his feet. He makes his way to the corner, then to the top turnbuckle as Clay Byrd begins to push himself to his feet, as Byrd gets to his feet, The Renegade dives off the ropes, Clay turns to see Amis at the last second as Amis connects with Diving Spear. Amis goes for the cover. The ref counts.
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THRE...kickout by Clay
Aiello: Amis a split second away from walking away reigning Television Champion.
Amis doesn’t believe it so he goes for the pin again.
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THRE...Clay gets a shoulder up.
Amis wastes no time going to lock in a Bridging Triangle Arm Lock, before he can, Big Tex manages to break the grip and deliver a few hard rights, giving him the space and time to get to his feet. He delivers a hard kick to the gut, scoops up Amis onto his shoulder, charges, and drives The Renegade hard to the mat with a Running Powerslam. Clay Byrd goes for the cover.
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Clay wastes no time yanking Amis to his feet, he wraps his arms around the waist of Amis, lifts Amis at a high angle, slamming him down on his head. Clay Byrd makes the pin.
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NO! Amis gets a shoulder up.
Aiello: I Can’t Believe it! No way Amis should have been able to kick out of that.
Bennett: That is one of the many reasons he is always the greatest champion of all the champions no matter what that Undisputed Title says.
Clay yanks Amis to his feet, then whips him into the corner so hard, Amis bounces off, Clay steps forward going for a Clothesline from Hell, but Amis manages to duck it. Clay turns right into a Superkick from Amis, knocking the big man hard to the mat. Amis drops for the cover.
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Aiello: Amis shows One quick strike could make all the difference.
Amis stomps on the downed Clay a few times before walking away. He grabs Clay, dragging him to his feet. He sets him up for a Snap Suplex, but Clay blocks it. Clay connects with a few hard rights to the create some separation. Amis ducks a Haymaker from Clay,but when he comes back up, Clay Byrd damn near takes his head off with the West Texas Lariat. Clay drops for the cover.
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DING DING DING
Stroup: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….AND NEW EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION...CLAY BYRD!Aiello: The Big Texan has done it. He has thwarted Amis Shelton’s Television Title reign.
Carter: He is a big problem for the EWC roster. Size and experience. It will take a lot of effort to rip the Television Title from his hands.
Bennett: This title reign will be bigger than any we’ve seen before. Everything is bigger when a Texan does it.
The ref hands Clay Byrd the Television Title then raises his arm in victory. Clay Byrd takes a victory lap around the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Some just happy he beat Amis for the title. He then makes his way up the ramp with the Television Title over his shoulder and his head held high as we go to the backstage area.
Just moments from the main event. NSFW, ring ready, makes their way through the backstage area. Both at a fast pace. Mike walks faster to keep up with Church’s bigger strides. There is a determination set on their faces. They’re not smiling. They don’t seem to be their usual selves.
No costumes, taglines, or hijinx.
They look straight ahead, passing ring crew and fellow wrestlers alike. No acknowledgement. Tunnel vision.
Bishop Church: You ready?
Mike McGuire: Born ready.
Bishop Church: Win and we have our shot. Lose and it’s back to square one. Dragging our feet against the likes of Bulletproof.
Mike McGuire: I know what’s at stake, bud. I won’t let you down.
They’re at the curtain. Inches away from the curtain that separates the backstage from the people. From the ring.
They get the cue from 'gorilla'. They’re out first.
Bishop Church: Not possible.
She doesn’t respond in words. Just reaches out and briefly squeezes his hand as we move to our last commercial break.
Iggy Swango and “Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie, both dressed in nurse scrubs, are in the back hall right before their match, talking strategy before the Main Event as Ace Heart walks up with a cameraman. Ace interrupts their conversation.
Ace Heart: Fox Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution. I would like to ask you a few questions before your big match.
“Dream Weaver”: Freaks and Geek Presents...
Iggy Swango: Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo.
“Dream Weaver”: If you are going to address us Ace, please address us correctly.
Iggy and Ashley share a laugh while Ace looks like he is trying to figure out how to “come correct.”
“Dream Weaver”: We’re just messin' with you Ace.
Iggy Swango: Yeah don’t be so uptight. With a mustache like that and a job like this, life is good Ace.
Ace Heart: You both seem to be in good spirits considering the heinous attack you suffered on Friday Night Rampage. Are you worried that attack might play a role in your respective performances tonight?
Ashley Brizzie, smile quickly fades to a frown, but Iggy perks up to answer the call.
Iggy Swango: We are at 110% Ace. You won't hear any excuses coming from our mouths. Are we a little sore and banged up? Yes. Are we a little upset? Well, Ash more so than me for obvious reasons, so YES. But we can’t harp on that incident Ace. We can only move forward. Being distracted against a team as skilled as NSFW will mean certain defeat.
Ashley Brizzie feeds off Iggy’s energy and optimism.
“Dream Weaver”: I guess I will address this now. That was not Nostalgia that attacked us. Nostalgia would never do that. I don’t know what they did to him, but we know Draco and that weird Snake Lady are behind it. AND IT SUCKS! But we, I have to keep fighting. We may not have Nostalgia, but we still have the spirit of Freaks and Geeks he brought to EWC. We play hard and we fight hard. So tonight we will do our best to beat NSFW, because we know they want this Tag Title shot more than anything in this world.
Ace Heart: What would a Tag Team Title shot mean to Freaks and Geek Presents: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo?
As Ace Heart catches his breath after that mouthful, Ash high fives him. Then Iggy and Ash switch between pointing to each other, as in a “You, Me, Me, or You,” should answer. It is decided, Iggy is the first to respond.
Iggy Swango: It would mean all this hard work and training paid off Ace. We spent hour after hour in the gym and the ring preparing for this match. We may like to joke around more than most, but we still want to win as bad as everyone else.
Ace swings the mic to Dream Weaver when Iggy finishes speaking.
“Dream Weaver”: To piggyback off Iggy’s comments… A title shot would prove we are on the right path. We are both lacking in experience compared to a majority of the roster. But what we lack in experience, we make up for in heart. Heart was a big part of Candy becoming the Undisputed Champion, and if we are lucky enough to be beat the best team in the EWC, NSFW, we will like our chances against the team holding the EWC Tag Team Titles, MUCHO GRANDE!
Iggy Swango: MUCHO GRANDE! That’s a fun team name. Not as cool as ours, but I like it.
“Dream Weaver”: If it was determined by best name, I think it is safe to say our team name is like the best ever. Not Superstars Freakin’ Wrestlers is second, because of the whole Not Safe for Work, and it is not safe to get in their path when they are tearing through the competition. Then MUCHO GRANDE!
Ace Heart: LOUD NOISES! Sorry I got lost in all the yelling. Well ladies, I just got word you are about to be announced, thank you for your time and good luck.
Iggy Swango: You too Ace. Good luck with that Mustache. It is an exciting time to have a mustache as sweet as that one.
Iggy Swango and “Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie are chuckling as they make their way towards the gorilla area for the match. Ace Heart looks around for the tMc club as he rubs that sweet ‘stache in hopes of getting an invitation.
#1 CONTENDER MATCH FOR THE EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TAG TEAM MATCH
NSFW
VS FREAKS AND GEEKS PRESENT: THE FOXY LADIES OF DREAM SOUND REVOLUTION LIVE FROM MR. BIGG'S LIMO
The camera cuts to the announce desk where we see Aiello, Bennett, and Carter all seated still reeling from the action we have seen thus far on Brawl.
Aiello: What a night we have had and we still have a huge match to go to see who will take on the Tag Team Champions.
Bennett: Can we just get this match over with? I don't want to be here anymore.
Carter: Come on, Bennett. These two teams deserve everything they are getting.
Aiello: They've definitely earned it, both with huge victories at Night of Champions. Let's go to Jessica in the ring!
Disturbed's cover of Land of Confusion begins to play and the house lights flash along with the beat of the song.
Stroup: The following contest is your Main Event and it is scheduled for one fall! The winners of this match will take on MUCHO GRANDE! at Rumble in the Bronx for the EWC Tag Team Championship! 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.
Aiello: NSFW got the big win over the Unholy Two last week. Church and McGuire look poised tonight and ready to take on anyone and everyone.
Bennett: Maybe McGuire should get ready to retire.
Aiello: Stop being so bitter Bennett.
"You Make my Dreams” blares throughout the arena as Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver of Freaks and Geeks Presents: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo walk onto the stage wearing scrubs. The DJ remix, Erra Erra Err hits, followed by “Poison.”
Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver then perform arguably the best dance of pop culture in the early 2000’s, the Turk Dance.
Stroup: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 262 pounds, Iggy Swango, Dream Weaver, they are Freaks and Geeks Presents: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo.
After their last sweet move is busted, they high five, snap their fingers, and head down the ramp. Iggy interacting with fans on the left barricade, while Dream Weaver interacts with fans behind the right barricade. They switch sides as they get closer to the ring, then each go to a different side, slapping fives and giving out fist bumps. Iggy hops onto the apron, then grabs the ropes to help her flip over into the ring while Dream Weaver slides under the ropes into the ring. They high five then snap again before taking off the scrubs to reveal their wrestling gear. Iggy and Dream Weaver head to the corner, and in Freaks and Geeks tag team tradition, play some Roshambo to determine who starts the match. Iggy loses with paper as Dream Weaver sticks to Nostalgia’s only scissors strategy.
Aiello: What a name for a tag team.
Bennett: A stupid ass name, yeah. I really want this match to end already.
Carter: Bennett, cheer up this match is going to be amazing.
Bennett: I mean, come on! They played rock, paper, scissors and the winner DOESN'T get to start the match? That sounds like losing, to me! These girls don't have it all going in the head!
Carter: That's usually how it goes, Steve. I'm confused by your logic.
Bennett: And I'm confused by your hair! Shaddup!
The teams converse among themselves as McGuire and Dream Weaver step out of the ring meaning Church and Swango would begin the match up. Church locks up with Swango as the quicker Swango gets the upper hand, whipping behind Church and locking in a hammerlock. Church, being the bigger competitor battles out and Irish whips Swango into the ropes. As Swango rebounds Church hits a huge shoulder tackle. The smaller Swango falls to the ground. Church hits the ropes as Swango kips up. She leap frogs Church as he rebounds she attempts to hit a short arm clothesline but is met with a clothesline from Church. Swango rolls out of the ring to catch her breath.
Aiello: Size is unteachable.
Bennett Duh, Aiello.
Swango rolls back in as the fans show they are behind both teams. A battling "Let's Go Swango! Let's Go Church!" chant is heard. Swango smiles as she runs at Church. Church attempts another clothesline as Swango does a somersault getting the tag to Dream Weaver. Swango gets to her feet and exits the ring as Dream Weaver steps between the ropes. Church runs at Dream Weaver. Dream Weaver hits a hurricanrana barely able to get Church around. Church rolls out of the ring and looks into the ring. He slides into the ring beside McGuire and makes the tag.
Aiello: And both teams make a tag as we have McGuire entering the match.
Bennett: This girl is a hack.
McGuire and Dream Weaver circle each other as they lock up slowing the tempo down. McGuire is able to wrestle Dream Weaver to the ground. She attempts to lock in SLAG but Dream Weaver fights to the ropes. The referee makes the rope break happen. McGuire looks a little frustrated as she breaks the hold. She steps back as Dream Weaver runs and hits a hurricanrana, hooking the leg for a pin.
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Mcguire kicks out and rolls out of the ring to regather her head. She slides back in as the fans cheer.
Aiello: Fast paced action there during that exchange.
Carter: Very fun to watch. McGuire got caught by surprise.
Aiello: Dream Weaver is becoming a very good technician in such a short amount of time.
Bennett: The only thing good about that was watching McGuire's head hit the canvas!
Back in the ring Dream Weaver runs at McGuire who leap frogs Dream Weaver and Swango tags herself in. McGuire doesn't see it and focuses on Dream Weaver. Swango kicks McGuire in the gut as she turns around. Swango hits the ropes and connects with a knee to the face of McGuire. She covers McGuire while looking up at Church.
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McGuire kicks out and smirks as she rolls to the corner tagging Church in.
Aiello: That move was shades of Church's Running Knee Strike.
Bennett: McGuire deserved it.
Church enters the ring and locks up with Swango. He overpowers her this time and pushes her into the ropes. She grabs her by the wrist and whips her across the ring. She bounces off the ropes and is met immediately by a belly-to-belly suplex. Church would like to go for a cover, but as he turns around he notices the impact sent Swango out of the ring. He walks over and tags McGuire back in. McGuire stays on the apron as she moves around the other side to where Swango is. She runs off of the apron and delivers a diving clothesline to the recovered Swango and down to the floor. The referee begins his count as the two ladies take their time getting up.
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McGuire is to her feet and she lifts Swango up off of the floor. She rolls Iggy into the ring and slides in herself, going for a cover.
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Kickout by Swango.
Aiello: I think it's too early, still. Swango still has a lot left in her.
Bennett: I'll tell you what she's got a lot of.
Carter: Easy, Steve!
Bennett: Hair. I was gonna say "hair."
Aiello: Sure, Steve. I'm sure that's what you were going to say.
McGuire pulls Swango up to her feet and puts her head under her arm and delivers a textbook snap suplex. She rolls over into another cover.
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Dream Weaver enters the ring and grabs McGuire's ankle, yanking her off of Swango. She exits the ring as McGuire looks at her and smiles. She claps at Dream Weaver and returns to her feet.
Aiello: These two teams have a lot of respect for each other. Dream Weaver could have easily stomped on McGuire to break up the pin, but, in good sportsmanship, she simply pulls McGuire off of Swango.
Bennett: Sportsmanship? What a load of crap! I wish she would have stomped on that troll!
McGuire turns her attention back to Swango, who delivers a right fist to her abdomen. Swango gets up to her feet and grabs McGuire by the head. She delivers a hard hip-check to the side of McGuire's face.
Bennett: Now THAT was a move!
Carter: Yeah, I'm sure you liked that.
Bennett: If you didn't, then... nevermind.
Swango keeps ahold of McGuire's head as she walks over and tags Dream Weaver in the match. Dream Weaver gets into the ring and the two ladies lock McGuire up and deliver a double suplex in the center of the ring. As Swango exits, Dream Weaver covers McGuire.
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Kickout by McGuire.
Dream Weaver gets to her feet and pulls McGuire up. As she does this, McGuire rolls Dream Weaver up in a small package.
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Kickout by Dream Weaver.
Aiello: These two teams have been back and forth, so far. No one has really gained an advantage.
The crowd gets behind both ladies as they get to their feet. They look each other in the eyes and McGuire delivers a shove to Dream Weaver. Dream Weaver shoves McGuire back. McGuire runs and tackles Dream Weaver, delivering shots to her ribcage on the mat.
Bennett: Now this is getting heated! Come on Dream Weaver! Get pissed off! Hit that silly bitch!
Dream Weaver rolls her over and starts throwing elbows to McGuire's face. Dream Weaver gets off of McGuire and lifts her to her feet. Dream Weaver Irish whips McGuire towards the ropes, but McGuire reverses. Dream Weaver returns and goes for a clothesline. McGuire ducks and runs and bounces off the ropes. On the return both women go for a cross body and collide mid-air, sending both to the mat. The crowd cheers for both women as they lay on the canvas.
Aiello: Stalemate here. Both women need to tag their partners in!
Both ladies begin slowly crawling towards their corners. Dream Weaver is first as she tags in Iggy Swango. Just as Swango is about to get to McGuire, she is able to reach up and tag Church into the match.
Carter: Double-tags!
As Church gets in the ring he looks at Swango. The two who started the match lock up. Church, once again, gains the upper hand and lifts Swango up. Swango falls behind Church but tweaks her knee. Church runs and hits a huge clothesline almost knocking Swango out of her boots. He then locks in the Sleeper Hold! Dream Weaver comes into the ring to try and break it up, but McGuire runs and hits a clothesline knocking Dream Weaver out of the ring. The referee checks on Swango's arm.
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Aiello: The arm drops once! Swango is starting to fade fast. She needs to get to her feet!
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The referee grabs Swango's wrist one more time. She appears to be out cold. He drops it and...
3! Three times her arm falls as the referee calls for the bell!
Stroup: Your winners of the match and NEW number one contenders to the EWC Tag Team Titles... NSFW!
Aiello: Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver deserve a lot of credit. The size of Church and speed of McGuire were too much for the Foxy Ladies.
Inside the ring, Swango is finally awake as the Foxy Ladies look at NSFW. Dream Weaver helps her partner up as Church and McGuire offer a handshake to the ladies. They shake hands as all four of the competitors hold up their hands.
Bennett: Why are they celebrating with Church and that f***ing Mike McGuire? Really with the censorship again?!
Carter: Because it is good sportsmanship. Either way I am anxious to see the match with NSFW and MUCHO GRANDE! It's been long-awaited since Scars and Stripes!
Aiello: What a match that was to end an action packed night here on Monday Night BRAWL. For Steve "The Predator" Bennett and Max Carter, I am Joe Aiello! Folks we will see you next week from the AmericanAirlines Arena in Miami! Goodnight!
As Dream Weaver and Iggy Swango exit the ring, the two members of NSFW raise each other's hands in victory. The scene fades to black as the show goes off of the air.
Aiello: What a night we have had and we still have a huge match to go to see who will take on the Tag Team Champions.
Bennett: Can we just get this match over with? I don't want to be here anymore.
Carter: Come on, Bennett. These two teams deserve everything they are getting.
Aiello: They've definitely earned it, both with huge victories at Night of Champions. Let's go to Jessica in the ring!
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: The following contest is your Main Event and it is scheduled for one fall! The winners of this match will take on MUCHO GRANDE! at Rumble in the Bronx for the EWC Tag Team Championship! 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.
Aiello: NSFW got the big win over the Unholy Two last week. Church and McGuire look poised tonight and ready to take on anyone and everyone.
Bennett: Maybe McGuire should get ready to retire.
Aiello: Stop being so bitter Bennett.
"You Make my Dreams” blares throughout the arena as Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver of Freaks and Geeks Presents: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo walk onto the stage wearing scrubs. The DJ remix, Erra Erra Err hits, followed by “Poison.”
Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver then perform arguably the best dance of pop culture in the early 2000’s, the Turk Dance.
Stroup: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 262 pounds, Iggy Swango, Dream Weaver, they are Freaks and Geeks Presents: The Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Live from Mr. Bigg’s Limo.
After their last sweet move is busted, they high five, snap their fingers, and head down the ramp. Iggy interacting with fans on the left barricade, while Dream Weaver interacts with fans behind the right barricade. They switch sides as they get closer to the ring, then each go to a different side, slapping fives and giving out fist bumps. Iggy hops onto the apron, then grabs the ropes to help her flip over into the ring while Dream Weaver slides under the ropes into the ring. They high five then snap again before taking off the scrubs to reveal their wrestling gear. Iggy and Dream Weaver head to the corner, and in Freaks and Geeks tag team tradition, play some Roshambo to determine who starts the match. Iggy loses with paper as Dream Weaver sticks to Nostalgia’s only scissors strategy.
Aiello: What a name for a tag team.
Bennett: A stupid ass name, yeah. I really want this match to end already.
Carter: Bennett, cheer up this match is going to be amazing.
Bennett: I mean, come on! They played rock, paper, scissors and the winner DOESN'T get to start the match? That sounds like losing, to me! These girls don't have it all going in the head!
Carter: That's usually how it goes, Steve. I'm confused by your logic.
Bennett: And I'm confused by your hair! Shaddup!
DING DING DING
The teams converse among themselves as McGuire and Dream Weaver step out of the ring meaning Church and Swango would begin the match up. Church locks up with Swango as the quicker Swango gets the upper hand, whipping behind Church and locking in a hammerlock. Church, being the bigger competitor battles out and Irish whips Swango into the ropes. As Swango rebounds Church hits a huge shoulder tackle. The smaller Swango falls to the ground. Church hits the ropes as Swango kips up. She leap frogs Church as he rebounds she attempts to hit a short arm clothesline but is met with a clothesline from Church. Swango rolls out of the ring to catch her breath.
Aiello: Size is unteachable.
Bennett Duh, Aiello.
Swango rolls back in as the fans show they are behind both teams. A battling "Let's Go Swango! Let's Go Church!" chant is heard. Swango smiles as she runs at Church. Church attempts another clothesline as Swango does a somersault getting the tag to Dream Weaver. Swango gets to her feet and exits the ring as Dream Weaver steps between the ropes. Church runs at Dream Weaver. Dream Weaver hits a hurricanrana barely able to get Church around. Church rolls out of the ring and looks into the ring. He slides into the ring beside McGuire and makes the tag.
Aiello: And both teams make a tag as we have McGuire entering the match.
Bennett: This girl is a hack.
McGuire and Dream Weaver circle each other as they lock up slowing the tempo down. McGuire is able to wrestle Dream Weaver to the ground. She attempts to lock in SLAG but Dream Weaver fights to the ropes. The referee makes the rope break happen. McGuire looks a little frustrated as she breaks the hold. She steps back as Dream Weaver runs and hits a hurricanrana, hooking the leg for a pin.
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Mcguire kicks out and rolls out of the ring to regather her head. She slides back in as the fans cheer.
Aiello: Fast paced action there during that exchange.
Carter: Very fun to watch. McGuire got caught by surprise.
Aiello: Dream Weaver is becoming a very good technician in such a short amount of time.
Bennett: The only thing good about that was watching McGuire's head hit the canvas!
Back in the ring Dream Weaver runs at McGuire who leap frogs Dream Weaver and Swango tags herself in. McGuire doesn't see it and focuses on Dream Weaver. Swango kicks McGuire in the gut as she turns around. Swango hits the ropes and connects with a knee to the face of McGuire. She covers McGuire while looking up at Church.
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McGuire kicks out and smirks as she rolls to the corner tagging Church in.
Aiello: That move was shades of Church's Running Knee Strike.
Bennett: McGuire deserved it.
Church enters the ring and locks up with Swango. He overpowers her this time and pushes her into the ropes. She grabs her by the wrist and whips her across the ring. She bounces off the ropes and is met immediately by a belly-to-belly suplex. Church would like to go for a cover, but as he turns around he notices the impact sent Swango out of the ring. He walks over and tags McGuire back in. McGuire stays on the apron as she moves around the other side to where Swango is. She runs off of the apron and delivers a diving clothesline to the recovered Swango and down to the floor. The referee begins his count as the two ladies take their time getting up.
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McGuire is to her feet and she lifts Swango up off of the floor. She rolls Iggy into the ring and slides in herself, going for a cover.
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Kickout by Swango.
Aiello: I think it's too early, still. Swango still has a lot left in her.
Bennett: I'll tell you what she's got a lot of.
Carter: Easy, Steve!
Bennett: Hair. I was gonna say "hair."
Aiello: Sure, Steve. I'm sure that's what you were going to say.
McGuire pulls Swango up to her feet and puts her head under her arm and delivers a textbook snap suplex. She rolls over into another cover.
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Dream Weaver enters the ring and grabs McGuire's ankle, yanking her off of Swango. She exits the ring as McGuire looks at her and smiles. She claps at Dream Weaver and returns to her feet.
Aiello: These two teams have a lot of respect for each other. Dream Weaver could have easily stomped on McGuire to break up the pin, but, in good sportsmanship, she simply pulls McGuire off of Swango.
Bennett: Sportsmanship? What a load of crap! I wish she would have stomped on that troll!
McGuire turns her attention back to Swango, who delivers a right fist to her abdomen. Swango gets up to her feet and grabs McGuire by the head. She delivers a hard hip-check to the side of McGuire's face.
Bennett: Now THAT was a move!
Carter: Yeah, I'm sure you liked that.
Bennett: If you didn't, then... nevermind.
Swango keeps ahold of McGuire's head as she walks over and tags Dream Weaver in the match. Dream Weaver gets into the ring and the two ladies lock McGuire up and deliver a double suplex in the center of the ring. As Swango exits, Dream Weaver covers McGuire.
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Kickout by McGuire.
Dream Weaver gets to her feet and pulls McGuire up. As she does this, McGuire rolls Dream Weaver up in a small package.
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Kickout by Dream Weaver.
Aiello: These two teams have been back and forth, so far. No one has really gained an advantage.
The crowd gets behind both ladies as they get to their feet. They look each other in the eyes and McGuire delivers a shove to Dream Weaver. Dream Weaver shoves McGuire back. McGuire runs and tackles Dream Weaver, delivering shots to her ribcage on the mat.
Bennett: Now this is getting heated! Come on Dream Weaver! Get pissed off! Hit that silly bitch!
Dream Weaver rolls her over and starts throwing elbows to McGuire's face. Dream Weaver gets off of McGuire and lifts her to her feet. Dream Weaver Irish whips McGuire towards the ropes, but McGuire reverses. Dream Weaver returns and goes for a clothesline. McGuire ducks and runs and bounces off the ropes. On the return both women go for a cross body and collide mid-air, sending both to the mat. The crowd cheers for both women as they lay on the canvas.
Aiello: Stalemate here. Both women need to tag their partners in!
Both ladies begin slowly crawling towards their corners. Dream Weaver is first as she tags in Iggy Swango. Just as Swango is about to get to McGuire, she is able to reach up and tag Church into the match.
Carter: Double-tags!
As Church gets in the ring he looks at Swango. The two who started the match lock up. Church, once again, gains the upper hand and lifts Swango up. Swango falls behind Church but tweaks her knee. Church runs and hits a huge clothesline almost knocking Swango out of her boots. He then locks in the Sleeper Hold! Dream Weaver comes into the ring to try and break it up, but McGuire runs and hits a clothesline knocking Dream Weaver out of the ring. The referee checks on Swango's arm.
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Aiello: The arm drops once! Swango is starting to fade fast. She needs to get to her feet!
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The referee grabs Swango's wrist one more time. She appears to be out cold. He drops it and...
3! Three times her arm falls as the referee calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Your winners of the match and NEW number one contenders to the EWC Tag Team Titles... NSFW!
Aiello: Iggy Swango and Dream Weaver deserve a lot of credit. The size of Church and speed of McGuire were too much for the Foxy Ladies.
Inside the ring, Swango is finally awake as the Foxy Ladies look at NSFW. Dream Weaver helps her partner up as Church and McGuire offer a handshake to the ladies. They shake hands as all four of the competitors hold up their hands.
Bennett: Why are they celebrating with Church and that f***ing Mike McGuire? Really with the censorship again?!
Carter: Because it is good sportsmanship. Either way I am anxious to see the match with NSFW and MUCHO GRANDE! It's been long-awaited since Scars and Stripes!
Aiello: What a match that was to end an action packed night here on Monday Night BRAWL. For Steve "The Predator" Bennett and Max Carter, I am Joe Aiello! Folks we will see you next week from the AmericanAirlines Arena in Miami! Goodnight!
As Dream Weaver and Iggy Swango exit the ring, the two members of NSFW raise each other's hands in victory. The scene fades to black as the show goes off of the air.
END SCREEN
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MATCH WRITERS
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MATCH ONE: MNB
MATCH TWO: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH THREE: ROB GARCIA
MATCH FOUR: MNB
MATCH FIVE: MNB
MATCH SIX: BISHOP CHURCH
MATCH SEVEN: MNB
MAIN EVENT: BOBBI SPRINGFIELD
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SEGMENTS
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DOMINIC SANDERS
MNB
KILLIAN DEVILLE
KENDRICK KROSS
NSFW
IGGY SWANGO
DREAM WEAVER
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RECAP OF WINNERS
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SINGLES MATCH
MUSTACHE VS MUSTACHE
MAURICE YENSMAN
VS KYLE GAUTIER
WINNER: No Contest
SINGLES MATCH
JOE DOE (N/S)
VS BOBBI SPRINGFIELD
WINNER: Bobbi Springfield
TAG TEAM MATCH (NON-TITLE)
THE LIMIT
VS MUCHO GRANDE!
WINNERS: MUCHO GRANDE!
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
HAPPY
VS OYABUN GIN (N/S)
VS JAMAL JACKSON (N/S)
WINNER: Happy
TAG TEAM MATCH
NO DISQUALIFICATION TORNADO TAG TEAM
BULLETPROOF
VS UNHOLY TWO
WINNERS: Unholy Two
SINGLES MATCH (NON-TITLE)
ROB GARCIA
VS GRIFFIN HAWKINS
WINNER: Griffin Hawkins
EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
CLAY BYRD
VS AMIS SHELTON (C)
WINNER: Clay Byrd (NEW EWC Television Champion)
MAIN EVENT
TAG TEAM MATCH
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