BRAWL #606 - CHICAGO

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BRAWL #606 - CHICAGO Mar 11, 2024 20:50:44 GMT -6 Jason Anderson The Boss likes this

Post by MNB on Mar 11, 2024 20:50:44 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 #606 | MARCH 11TH 2024

LIVE! from the United Center in Chicago, Illinois

EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Jim Connors
Assistant GM: Timothy Kahrs
Commentators: Joe Aiello & ??
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray

"I WON'T BOW DOWN" by P.O.D. 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 #605 in Tacoma.

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, and Ruthless Aggression, all with the EWC Championship.

From there we look at the dawning of the Undisputed Championship as we know it today, with a focus on the men and women who have been a part of the red brand who have held the illustrious title including Candy, Dominic Sanders, Cyrus Black, Stitches, and Xavier Reid, before ending on the current champion Sally Talfourd.

Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Stitches, Morgan Darkwater, Caleb Scott, Dio, Antoni Malietoa, Chelsea Skye, Emmanuelle, JoJo Rush, KU, Amis Shelton, and others making their way onto the red brand going into a historic 25th Season of BRAWL.

We then get a shot of the Champions of BRAWL:

JoJo Rush with the EWC International Championship...and the EWC Hardcore Championship
Morgan Darkwater with the EWC Heritage Championship

The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.

We take a look around inside of the United Center and see the electricity!

A chant begins of

"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.

The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!

Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading:

"HOW MUCH OF A RUSH IS JOJO IN, ANYWAY?"

"IS IT BOSS TIME IN CHI-TOWN?"

"ONI RIIIIIDERS INNNNN...THE SKYYYYYY"

"ELEOS GOT HEAT WITH ME...OR MAYBE NOT, BROTHER"

"O CAPTAIN MY CAPTAIN"

and "I WROTE THIS SIGN WHILE IN A SUGAR RUSH, CURSE YOU EL PABLO"

The camera pans around the United Center once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello and...Timothy Kahrs are standing by.

Aiello: No, not again, why does this keep happening to--I mean, hello everyone and welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! I'm Joe Aiello alongside Assistant General Manager Timothy Kahrs, once again joining me while EWC Hall of Famer Steve Bennett is recovering from the vicious attack laid upon him by JoJo Rush.

Kahrs: Happy to be back at the booth, and you'll be happy to know I've smartened up some since Tacoma! I actually mostly know everyone's name and moves now!

Aiello: Good, because tonight is an important one! We have a big lineup ahead of us, kicking off with interbrand tag action along with a massive non-title bout as Jason Anderson takes on EWC Undisputed Champion Sally Talfourd! On top of all that we have the EWC Tag Team Championship on the line as Heat Packers defend against Eleos Affect, and...

“Da Da Da” hits the PA as the crowd show a mixed reaction for the BRAWL General Manager, the cheers slightly outweighing the boos for Jim Connors as he heads down the ramp.

Aiello: Uh oh, here comes the General Manager now!

Kahrs: Ain’t he great, Joe? He’s finally getting stuff sorted out!

Connors enters the ring, requesting a microphone from ringside. He lets the crowd die down some before speaking.

Connors: Hello BRAWLers! We have a big ol’ night ahead of us, so I don’t wanna dilly-dally…but I do need to address some stuff that’s been on my mind. First and foremost, I need to address…The House.

This gets a mixed reaction as well, though the smattering of cheers are vetoed slightly by the boos. Connors can’t help but chuckle at the response before continuing.

Connors: You see, there’s a reason tonight’s lineup is what it is, folks. I’ve got JoJo acting all high and mighty, and I’ve got Cosmo running his mouth all the dang time…so happy BRAWLmas fellas, that’s why Cosmo is facing the inaugural EWC Heritage Champion later tonight, and our main event sees JoJo Rush taking on the gauntlet.

Those in favor show their appropriate appreciation for the main event as Connors takes a moment to let that sink in before continuing.

Connors: Now, let’s talk about…

Connors can’t go any further, because the lights flicker black and gold as “Money On My Mind” starts blaring through the PA. Flanked by Dimitri Graves, the EWC United States Champion Cosmo Goldworthy marches out from the back with a smug expression on his face. He adjusts his ring jacket, walking down to the ring.

Aiello: I didn’t see this one coming at all.. Cosmo Goldworthy is interrupting our general manager!

Kahrs: Maybe he’s coming to show his appreciation for this stacked card as well!?

Cosmo snags a microphone from ringside and slowly walks up the steps, taking a close glance at Connors. He enters the ring and raises his palm up, calling for the music to cut.

Cosmo: Now that’s not the right way to treat the best rookie in EWC history! After all, I’ve provided in Brawl for so many ways since I’ve debuted! I may be a Rampage guy, but I’ve only ever lost one singles match on this show.. And that was to Xavier Reid, who left you guys high and dry! Do you know who’s here every other Monday, cause it sure ain’t the FORMER “Best Of Brawl”.

Both Cosmo and Dimitri chuckle at that. There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd more inclined to support Reid, although some super loyal Brawl fans see Cosmo’s point. Cosmo’s laugh starts to fade away and he focuses back on looking at Connors.

Cosmo: I know you don’t have a very good view of The House— hell, no general manager does. They all hate us and at One Night Counter, we obliterated 2/4 of them. But Connors, I don’t wanna hurt you. For the hell you’re putting JoJo through, there’s a chance that you could find yourself another Steve Bennett.. But instead, I’m aware of your shaky relationship with Captain Morgan Darkwater..

The crowd comes alive for the mention of the Captain, loudly cheering and he hasn’t even shown up! Cosmo side eyes the crowd, then rolls his eyes.

Cosmo: It appears that you’re struggling to keep your champions in check.. So how about I offer a champion you can work with. Let me extend this olive branch out to you, and you won’t regret watching the beating I put on the Cap’n tonight.

Cosmo moves forward, holding his hand out to Connors for him to shake. Jim, for his part, just looks at the outstretched hand…and then at Goldworthy…and then gives him a confused look as he raises the mic back to his face.

Connors: What kinda fool you take me for, Cosmo? After all that’s happened, this is what it boils down to? A hearty handshake like it’s all good?

Connors shakes his head at this, much to the chagrin of Cosmo and Goldworthy.

Connors: Nah, man. I’m good. There’s a reason I didn’t get involved in that match you brought up…I’m no Chris Brock, I’m no Grizzly Duggan. I ain’t never fancied myself a competitor like they used to be…but I am a businessman. I don’t fight with my fists, I fight with a good solid deal. Ain’t that right…Captain?

“The Sunk’n Norwegian” hits the PA system, driving the audience into a frenzy of cheers as the Captain himself comes out in full pirate attire, the Brawl Heritage Championship around his broad waist, the Blast briefcase in one hand, and a live microphone in the other. He pauses on the mainstage, scanning the jubilant crowd with a tight smile and an approving nod, the music cutting off as he brings the mic up to his lips.

Darkwater: Ah, come on now, Connors, don’t try an’ steal my limelight – that’s more Goldworthy’s thing, isn’t it? An’ Cosmo! Don’t look at me like that, lad, this isn’t some surprise attack, no planned ambush or trap ye walked into – Connors may be smart, but he’s not that smart. Nay, th’ Captain had to come out here an’ say how sorely disappointed he is both of ye.

He begins his way down the ramp slowly, eyeing the US champion and Brawl General Manager with equal disdain.

Darkwater: Cosmo, lad… I asked ye – I asked ye to prove me wrong tonight, to show me an’ th’ world that ye were above th’ House’s usual underhanded tactics, that ye wouldn’t try an’ find a reason, an excuse to come after th’ Captain outside of our match… an’ what do ye do? Brawl be hardly five-minutes on th’ air, an’ ye are already out here tryin’ to grease Connors’ palm, to try an’ justify yer cheatin’ ways with some air of corporate backin’. An’ what? In th’ name of peace ‘tween Brawl an’ th’ House… after what ye did to Bennett? Nay, I say!!

He reaches the steel steps and begins climbing them slowly, never once taking his wary eyes off Cosmo.

Darkwater: Me an’ Connors may not agree on much – hells, I doubt we’ll e’er see eye to eye – but I have to agree with him here if ye think yer thin facade of a truce be enough to fer’give th’ House fer what they did to Bennett… it’s not as easy as that, lad! Ye really think ye can sweep th’ assault of Brawl’s livin’ legend under th’ rug by comin’ after its champion? Just how dense is that golden brain of yers?

Morgan climbs over the ropes and steps into the ring, drawing up to Cosmo and towering over the talented young rookie, who doesn’t back down with a look of smug defiance on his face. Dimitri Graves steps up behind his client to begin whispering in Cosmo’s ear when the Captain holds up the Blast briefcase, glowering at the suited man.

Darkwater: Graves, ye better shut th’ hell up when th’ Captain be talkin’, or he’s goin’ to shove this briefcase so far down yer throat that silver-tongue will be lappin’ up yer own stomach acid… an’ Connors!

The Brawling Buccaneer rounds on the General Manager, eyebrow raised curiously.

Darkwater: Just what sort of deal were ye thinkin’ of makin’ here tonight, hmm? What, ye thought yer promises of a ticker-tape parade last time were enough to satisfy me, to help convince th’ Captain ye had turned o’er a new leaf, but that didn’t work… so now ye think ye can just buy his loyalty, that th’ Captain would just come out here an’ do yer dirty work? Is it any wonder Reid left Brawl, when this is the kind of desperate tactics its General Manager resorts to? This is not the Brawl he knew an’ loved, an’ it be far from th’ Brawl th’ Captain once cherished, but no amount of questionable deals, vendettas an’ tricks is goin’ to bring it back to its former glory! Ye want th’ Captain to believe ye have changed – fer th’ EWC fans to believe ye be a better man? Start showin’ some damn pride, man, an’ grow a spine!

Cosmo wastes no time to remind Darkwater of his presence, not giving Connors a chance to speak for himself.

Cosmo: Yeah, yeah, we get it. Perhaps we can agree on one thing, Connors isn’t that smart, because I was trying to do him a favor. I mean, what do you think you’re doing anyways, huh, Cap’n? Continuing to falsely pander to this crowd of idiots, who wouldn’t know talent if it dumped bars of gold all over their heads. And watch how you speak about me. I don’t need to prove that I’m above The House’s underhanded tactics, because I’m already above what you and everyone else thinks of me. As far as I see it, The House runs through ME!

Cosmo adjusts his United States Championship, reminding Darkwater who holds the more ‘significant’ championship.

Cosmo: I’m the member of the group with the best record this year! With only one loss on my record, and it will stay that way because no matter what you say, I know where we stand and I’m ready to kick your goddamn ass. Perhaps Connor doesn’t understand it now, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he was groveling at my feet, begging me for a second chance. I ain’t justifying no cheating ways, because I’m not a cheat. I’m the real deal, and it’s ‘bout time that you see that firsthand.. Because for a captain, you sure don’t do a whole lot of leading your crew.. All you do is talk and talk!

This immediately prompts boos from the crowd, who see Darkwater for much more than that. Cosmo sneers at the crowd, disregarding their personal opinions on the matter.

Cosmo: No matter where I go, I dominate. Whether it be my home brand Rampage! Or Paramount! Or Prime! Or now, Brawl.. Hell, I’ve picked up more victories than you on your home brand! You need not to worry about the kind of man Connors is, although he’s a pretty damn inept one for declining my offer.. But worry about the man that stands in front of you because Captain! Tonight? All it takes is one lariat, and your ship goes down sinking.. Again.

Cosmo moves forward, getting into Darkwater’s face. He doesn’t do anything, but instead engages in a staredown with the Captain. Dimitri moves forward, backing Cosmo up before things get out of hand.

Darkwater: Ye take one more step towards yer boy, Graves, ye are goin’ down with him.

Finally, Connors has had enough and chimes in himself.

Connors: Alright, guys, that’s quite enough of that.

Jim turns his attention to Cosmo.

Connors: Listen, man…all these points you make are well and good, BUT here in the EWC, here on Monday Night BRAWL, competitors settle things in the ring. So, let’s see how you two fare tonight. Let the better man win, and all that, ya know?

Cosmo stares daggers through Connors, but Dimitri mutters to his client that he has a point. Cosmo backs away from Darkwater, and takes his United States Championship. He raises it up in Darkwater’s face, as the two slowly exit the ring, the Captain’s cold, hard gaze following him every step of the way. It’s only when they reach the foot of the ramp that Morgan raises his mic again.

Darkwater: Ye best bring the best version of yer’self tonight, Goldworthy, ‘cause th’ Captain sure as hells will! This be a matter of pride, ye hear? Not just mine, not just yers, but th’ pride of Brawl… an’ whilst its Manager may not amount to much, it still be th’ Captain’s show. And he will fight fer it, tooth an’ claw, and ye best believe that on my honour – as a man, an’ as a Captain!

He drops his mic to raucous cheers, watching Cosmo and Dimitri make their way to the back. Then he rounds on Connors slowly, his piercing gaze trying to figure the man out as we fade to the EWCTV advertisement.

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We cut to backstage, Bob Murray rushing down the hallway. We can’t make out yet who he’s after, but his yelling reveals who it is.

Bob Murray: Sally Talfourd! SALLY TALFOURD! A moment for a few questions!?

Murray almost collides with the EWC Undisputed Champion. Dressed already in her ring gear, she has her arms full of rolled up posters and stands. Around her waist is her current belt, though slung over both her shoulders are belts unfamiliar. With a glare, she pays some attention to the Brawl interviewer.

Sally Talfourd: Ugh, Bob …

Sally suddenly recalls their last encounter. Suddenly she perks up.

Sally Talfourd: Bob! My gosh, so great to see you! I was so worried after what Joe did to you last Brawl. Are you ok?

Murray sees through all the feigned sympathy and empathy oozing out of Sally.

Bob Murray: You and Joe, you mean. I’m fine. I just have some questions for you, if you have time.

Sally Talfourd: Walk and talk, Bob.

The two continue down the hall, Sally only just keeping all her stuff together. Bob, however, has to take a few quick paces here and there to keep up.

Bob Murray: I take it this is all for your Countdown to 300?

Sally Talfourd: Well done, Bob. Very observant - I guess Joe didn’t knock all your senses from you. Yes, this is the latest stop in the Countdown to 300. I didn’t want to leave EWC’s sinking flagship out of the celebrations! This time, it’s a more winding trip down memory lane. We’re not defined by milestones this time. No no no, Bob. Tonight is a recognition of the wins that I lay awake at night remembering fondly, where the opponent I defeated helped make me the legend that I am today.

Bob Murray: Care to give any sneak previews?

Sally Talfourd: I can tell you this much: None of them are from this place.

Sally continues down the hallway, still struggling with everything she’s carrying. She leaves Bob behind, who has a somewhat seething look on his face as she trails off.

AN INTERBRAND TAG TEAM SHOWCASE!
TAG TEAM MATCH
Young Justice
VS The Oni Riders

We return to ringside where the crowd gets ready for the first match of the night!

Aiello: A clash between tag teams starts things off as Young Justice takes on The Oni Riders!

Kahrs: These teams have known each other all too well in past encounters BUT tonight they do battle on the red brand!

Stroup: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, from Shinjuku and Tokyo Japan respectively, weighing at a combined weight of 259 pounds and representing The Shinijoshi, they are... NARUMI TSUTSUMI AND “ABNORMAL” EMIKO OKITA! THE ONI RIDERS!

Clicking heels and a following rocking sound guitar and drum from LOVEBITES’ ‘When Destinies Align’ hits as the Oni Riders come on with biker/sukeban jackets, Emiko with sunglasses is wearing her usual ‘kamikaze’ coat while Narumi matches it with an Oni themed sukeban jacket. Emiko drives her bike while Narumi is riding on the back with Megumi’s Shinijoshi flag attached to it. Narumi swaps between making oni horns gestures and the Shinijoshi double deuces pose while Emiko rides them down the ramp with wild looks on their faces. As they park Narumi waves at the fans until Emi disembarks to give her sunglasses to a female fan, Narumi then gives said fan a high five. They then roll into the ring and remove their jackets to reveal Emi now matching Narumi’s usual ring gear of white and green.

Stroup: And the opponents, at a combined weight of 243 pounds, Cassie Wolfe and Harper Mason... YOUNG JUSTICE!

The intro for Jonathon Young's cover of the Earth's Mightiest Heroes theme hits the speakers and Harper and Cassie emerge from the back ready for action, they slap hands with the fans on their way to the ring before sliding in and high fiving each other as they wait for their opponents.

DING DING DING

Okita and Cassie start. Okita runs at Cassie for a spear but Cassie sidesteps her and knocks Okita down with a clothesline. Cassie positions Okita for a DDT but Okita counters with a backdrop. Cassie lands on her feet and spins Okita around knocking her to the mat with a superkick. Cassie dumps Okita into the corner and leaps back with a standing moonsault that essentially avalanches Okita in the corner. Okita drops to the mat where Cassie hooks the leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Okita lifts a shoulder up off the mat to break the count. Cassie tags Harper in. Harper grabs Okita and lifts her dropping Okita to the mat with a suplex. Both get to their feet and Harper leaps for a hurricanrana that Okita counters with a powerbomb before tagging in Narumi. Narumi springs off the ropes into the ring cracking Harper with a forearm. Harper gets back to her feet but she gets knocked back down after a fameasser. Narumi makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Harper pushes her way free breaking the count.

Aiello: Both have a lot more to give in this one!

Kahrs: The should have at very least!

Narumi tags Okita back in as Harper tries to get to her feet. Okita can only make it to her knees before Okita and Narumi knock her back down with Senshi’s Blade. Okita makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Cassie dives in to break the count. Cassie then dives at Narumi clotheslining her over the top rope to the outside. Okita tries to clothesline Cassie but Cassie ducks it. Cassie shoves Okita off the ropes and Both Cassie and Harper dive at Okita with WHAM! Harper makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Narumi slides into the ring and shoves Cassie into Harper forcing a break in the count.

Aiello: So close to what would have been a big, big victory right there!

Kahrs: That victory may still be theirs but they will have to wait a little longer for it as both teams are still in this contest!

Pretty quickly all four are brawling in the Brawl ring. Cassie smacks down onto Narumi’s back and shoulders with forearms before trying to position Narumi for World’s About To Break. Narumi counters with a backdrop that sends Cassie over the top rope to the floor. Narumi is able to grab Harper from behind and lift her into an electric chair position. Okita slips to the top turnbuckle and leaps hitting a Yokai Hammer. Okita makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

Cassie slides into the ring but Narumi stops her with a rear view.

THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winners, via pinfall THE ONI RIDERS!

Narumi and Okita celebrate with a hug in the ring. They roll from the ring and they slap hands with and wave at the fans they pass as they head up the ramp.

Aiello: The Oni Riders walk away with another in the win column here on Brawl! What a hell of a match that was!

Kahrs: Young Justice gave it everything they had. I will go to my grave with the belief that they would have taken the win had that World’s About To Break been successful. However this night was not their night. However that shouldn’t let that stop them!

Aiello: Well folks, after a wild start to the night things are only looking to get more heated! Don't go away, plenty more when we come back--

#CAUSE THIS TIME I'M COMING FOR BLOOOOOOD!!!!

The lights drop to a dim blue only to brighten to a bright red as "Coming for Blood" by Eva Under Fire plays over the P/A speakers. With a pyro explosion, the Rebel bounds from the curtains and onto that stage with a wicked grin. She sports her ring gear: a spiked black leather motorcycle jacket, aviator shades, and fingerless gloves. Twirling a bright red aluminum baseball bat in her hand, Mel strides down the aisle, taking her time and rocking with the fans in attendance. She's high-fiving fans, giving hugs to kids, and one lucky fan's child ends up with a parting gift, her chrome aviator shades getting placed right on the kid's face.

After making the rounds at ringside, pumping up the front row fans, Rhodes slides under the ropes, pops up and runs up to the far turnbuckle, throwing a three fingered salute while headbanging to her music. She then turns and runs to the opposite side, arms out at her sides as she shouts "THERE'S ONLY ONE REBEL... AND THAT'S ME!!!" to the fans, working them up just a little bit more. She then hops down, walks to the center of the ring to give her bat one last twirl before planting it tip down and leaning on it like a cane. She pulls from her jacket a microphone and addresses the crowd. The music fades out.

Rebel: Sup, Chicago…

*HUGE CHEAP POP!!!*

Mel smiles at the crowd’s cheers, giving a little nod of appreciation.

Rebel: Love ya’ll too. Been awhile since I popped up on EWC TV, let alone the state of Illinois. Last time I was on, I was saying goodbye and I thought for good. I’d suffered a pretty gnarly injury in my last match and was probably at my worst that whole time. Entered the match in all kinds of pain, been working nonstop for two and a quarter years putting my body through hell for gold and glory week after week and my body just gave out. I was easy prey for anyone with a Golden Ticket cash in.

The smile fades as she lowers her head, raven black locks slowly falling into her face as a bit of shame comes over her.

Rebel: Felt like a failure that night, you know, like I failed everyone. Failed Brawl at Parabellum… let the brand down, the brand that I know in my heart is my home, my brand. I wear Brawl red on my lips and in my name, the color of rich vibrant crimson. I was going through a shitty divorce…

She holds up her left hand, fingers lifted off of the mic to show that there is, indeed, a distinctive lack of a wedding ring on her finger, then brings the mic back to her lips, her head lifting to look back to the crowd.

Rebel: …Amicable split, but still pretty shitty, especially considering I was going through reconstructive surgery on my neck. C6 and C7 vertebrae are now fused, but funny thing is? I was told by my doctor that my neck was so fucked that I was done. Figured I’d never be able to do this again… it’s why I retired. I mean I spent months on a couch stuffing my face with ice cream and watching old TV shows. I was a mess. Only thing that kept me going is my little girl who was the real champion through all of this.

She chuckles a bit.

Rebel: I say little while she just turned 13 this year and is getting almost as tall as her mom.

Mel nods and straightens up a bit.

Rebel: Alright, back to the point. So after months of uncertainty, rehab, and working out to get back into ring-ready shape, I actually got cleared to compete so here I am, out proving motherfucker’s wrong all over again. I’ll do everything in my power to make up for the last several months I’ve been gone. I’m back from the dead again, healed up, better than ever, and ready to fucking GO!!!

She then looks towards the entrance arch with a wry smirk.

Rebel: …and all ya’ll are in trouble back there, believe that.

She points two fingers towards the arch with her thumb cocked back, then snaps the thumb forward twice.

Rebel: Bang Bang…

…and looks back to the camera as her music plays over the PA. The Rebel tosses the microphone to a ring attendant, then slips out of the ring, heading straight to the back while twirling that ball bat along the way with a happy little skip in her step as we move to a commercial break.

A CLASH BETWEEN CHAMPIONS WITH A SCORE TO SETTLE!
SINGLES MATCH, NON-TITLE
Cosmo Goldworthy
VS Morgan Darkwater

We return to ringside where the crowd waits in anticipation of the next match.

Aiello: It’s a battle of champion versus champion as EWC Heritage Champion and Brawl’s Captain Morgan Darkwater looks to defend the fort against EWC United States Champion and Rampage’s Cosmo Goldworthy!

Kahrs: Oh man, I can’t wait for this one! They’re gonna raise hell all over that ring!

Stroup: The following match is a singles contest scheduled for one fall! Joining us first, The Golden State, weighing in at 201 pounds, accompanied by Dimitri Graves ... he is the EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION ... COSMO GOLDWORTHY!

The arena plunges into darkness as the electric beat of "Money On My Mind" reverberates throughout the building. Gold and white lines then strobe throughout the building as the EWC United States Champion Cosmo Goldworthy swaggers out with his manager Dimitri Graves towing behind with a sinister smirk on his face. Cosmo opens up his Louis Vuitton jacket to show off the United States Championship around his waist, the gold glistening under the arena lights as he struts down the ramp. Cosmo slides in, climbing the top rope and raising the Too Sweets up high for everyone - as regardless of if you're with The House or against them, noise is being made from every corner of the building. Cosmo drops off the top rope, removing his jacket and championship; handing both to Dimitri outside.

Stroup: And his opponent, Hailin' From the Grand Line, weighing in at 397 pounds, … HE IS THE EWC HERITAGE CHAMPION ... CAPTAIN MORGAN DARKWATER!

The lights in the arena cut out as first notes of Captain Morgan's entrance theme, "The Sunk'n Norwegian", kick in and the screens around the arena fade in to the image of a perpetually burning skull-n-crossbones flag rippling in the wind.

A spotlight rises as Morgan saunters confidently out on the stage, holding aloft his obsidian cutlass "Black Betsy", his other hand behind his back. As the music swells to the chorus he plunges the sword down into the stage, causing an explosion of pyros!

When the smoke clears he is holding a wooden tankard aloft, bellowing "One More Fight!" and takes a heavy gulp of the dark grog, liquid and froth splashing out down his thick black beard. Tossing it over his shoulder, he laughs again and starts marching purposefully down the ramp. He enters the ring over top ropes, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and unsheathes his cutlass, holding it aloft with a raucous battle-cry.

DING DING DING

The bell rings and Cosmo and Darkwater slowly circle around the ring. Cosmo remains cautious, aware of Darkwater’s size. Cosmo snaps a kick to Darkwater’s calf, but he reaches down for the ankle! Cosmo backs away, shaking his head. Darkwater wags a finger, having him scouted out. The two engage in a collar-and-elbow tie up instead, and Darkwater throws him down! Cosmo falls to his ass, looking at him, utterly appalled. He rises to his feet and meets Darkwater with an elbow smash! Darkwater eats it and punches Cosmo in the ribs! He takes the wrist for an irish whip but Cosmo twirls under his arm and kicks him in the gut! Cosmo snaps the leg kick to the back of his knee, and walks into a knee to the ribs. Cosmo takes his wrist and shoves him back, throwing heavy roundhouse kicks to the chest! Darkwater winces at each one, and Cosmo winds back one to the head but Darkwater catches his leg! He scoops him up, driving him into the canvas with an one armed spinebuster! Cosmo holds his back, wincing in pain. He rolls to the ropes, using them to rise up.. And Darkwater clotheslines him over! Darkwater follows after him, leaning against the barricade and letting loose a combination of body punches, then a hook that drops Cosmo to a seat. Darkwater forces Cosmo up and takes the wrist, taking him for a ride with an irish whip into the steel steps! Cosmo plops to the floor, wincing in pain. Cosmo groans out in pain, and Darkwater throws his arms up - calling for the crowd! Cheers ensue and Cosmo starts to crawl away from the steps, and Darkwater lifts him up and throws him in. Darkwater slides in, calling Cosmo up.. He bounces off into a discus clothesline! But Cosmo ducks it! He throws a hard leg kick, and then a question mark kick to the side of the head! Darkwater falls to a knee, and Cosmo drives his head into the canvas with an axe kick! He rolls over, pinnng Darkwater and trying to end this one quickly.

ONE!

DARKWATER KICKS OUT!

Cosmo slaps the mat, shaking his head. He pulls Darkwater up and elbow smashes him, then punches the ribs. Cosmo slaps the back of Darkwater’s head, and swings into another high kick but Darkwater catches it! He throws Cosmo’s leg back, hoisting him up for a uranage slam but Cosmo backflips to his feet! Darkwater swings for Cosmo but he ducks and leaps up the middle rope, springboarding backwards into a savate kick! Darkwater goes down and Cosmo crawls to the cover, but he rolls away to the turnbuckles. Cosmo looks at Darkwater, shaking his head. He reaches over to grab him but Darkwater punches him square in the ribs! Cosmo doubles over, and still in a seated position, Darkwater holds onto the ropes to propel himself into a nasty kick to Cosmo’s jaw! Cosmo falls back, nursing his jaw in pain while Darkwater slowly works his way back up. He awaits Cosmo’s rise and as he does, he takes the head and throws him into the turnbuckles! Cosmo winces in pain, feeling the effects of that toss but his eyes widen when he looks up to a massive corner splash by Darkwater! Cosmo leans against the turnbuckles, feeling squashed as Darkwater takes his wrist and yanks him to the center into a nasty spike DDT! Cosmo falls backwards, covering the top of his head as Darkwater makes a cover of his own.

ONE!

COSMO KICKS OUT!

This match lives on, and both have already exhausted early attempts to end this. Cosmo struggles, trying to work himself up. Darkwater takes his time, getting a breather as he watches Cosmo get up. When he does get up, Cosmo throws a punch at Darkwater - which is easily blocked. Darkwater knees Cosmo hard in the ribs. He turns the head and goes for a neckbreaker but Cosmo starts to wiggle free! He wraps his arms around Darkwater’s arms, trying to bring him down with a backslide cover! Darkwater stands his ground, the size advantage working in his favor. Cosmo struggles, trying to take him down again. Darkwater holds onto Cosmo, flipping him overhead instead! Cosmo lands onto his feet, but Darkwater firmly gets a grip on Cosmo’s wrist and pulls him forward and he hits a discus clothesline! Cosmo is turned inside out, laid out. Darkwater lifts Cosmo up, turning him as he tries to lift him for The Rack! But Cosmo starts drilling elbows to the back of Darkwater’s head! Darkwater winces, trying his hardest to get free as Cosmo keeps throwing elbow after elbow! Darkwater hunches over and Cosmo bounces off the ropes into a Satellite DDT! Darkwater gets planted into the mat. Cosmo rolls Darkwater over, for another pin.

ONE!

TW—DARKWATER THROWS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Cosmo slaps the mat, agitated. He steps out, looking around. Cosmo starts to climb the top rope, despite not going there often. But Darkwater rolls over and rises to his feet, punching him in the ribs. Darkwater elbows Cosmo again. He takes Cosmo’s head and leans it down, then reaches for the shoulders! Darkwater starts to cradle him! AN EARLY SHIPWRECK—Cosmo wiggles free, shoving Darkwater forward! Cosmo rolls to the apron, taking the ropes. He waits for Darkwater to turn around.. HE FRONT FLIPS OVER THE ROPES INTO THE GOLD RUSH! DARKWATER DUCKS UNDER! He scoops him into an argentine lift! Darkwater tries to grab at that wrist, marching to the center.. KEELHAUL SLAM— NO! Darkwater never had wrist control, and Cosmo propels himself off Darkwater’s shoulders into a beautiful arm drag! Both quickly rise to their feet and Cosmo snaps a roundhouse kick to the chest! Then he spins into a spinning backfist! Darkwater wobbles, barely up on his feet. Cosmo hits off the ropes, leaping into a knee to the jaw! Darkwater scrambles, struggling to stay up on his feet. Cosmo takes his head, trying for a lift - but he gets overzealous! Darkwater takes his trunks and lifts him up for a big time vertical suplex! Cosmo holds his back, kicking his legs in pain. Darkwater slowly rises, leaning on the ropes.. He waits for Cosmo to rise! He charges off with force, but Cosmo takes the arm and twirls under into a spinning sole kick to the ribs! Darkwater holds his ribs, doubling over. Cosmo smirks, leaping up the middle rope for another savate kick — DARKWATER CATCHES HIM IN THE AIR WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL!

Aiello: WHAT A CLOTHESLINE FROM DARKWATER!

Kahrs: Is Cosmo still alive after that?

Cosmo’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he gets twisted in the air off impact. Cosmo lies in pain on the canvas, panting. Darkwater shakes out his arm, looking down at Cosmo. He takes him by the head, pulling him up. He turns him, lifting him up in The Rack! Cosmo’s eyes bulge out of his head as he reaches out, struggling to get free! Darkwater applies pressure to the torture rack, beating onto Cosmo! Cosmo yells out in pain, as Darkwater is digging his wide shoulders into Cosmo’s back! Cosmo starts to reach down, and Darkwater hops up and down — shaking Cosmo’s back against his shoulders! But Cosmo wraps his hands around Darkwater’s face! He can’t see as it is, but then Cosmo thumbs him into the eye! Darkwater releases Cosmo, falling to a knee as he holds his eye in pain. Cosmo breathes heavily, watching Darkwater writhe in pain. He slowly turns to Cosmo.. READY TO DIE! The tornado kick floors Darkwater! Cosmo crawls into the cover!

ONE!

TWO- DARKWATER KICKS OUT!

Cosmo has won matches with that move, but barely gets a two count. He breathes heavily, watching Darkwater slowly work his way up. He staggers up, and Cosmo hits off the ropes! HE LEAPS INTO THE CASH COW— DARKWATER CATCHES HIM WITH A HEART PUNCH! Cosmo coughs out in pain, and Darkwater drags him up. He tucks his head into his thighs, lifting him up for a monstrous powerbomb! Cosmo is writhing in pain, but Darkwater isn’t finished. He rolls Cosmo over and drags him up. Darkwater stares at Cosmo, bouncing off the ropes — but Cosmo snaps into a gamengiri! Both are drained, but Cosmo rises up first! He waits for Darkwater to rise and hits off for the CASH ROLLS EVERYTHING! Darkwater ducks under, taking the waist! He lifts him up for a german suplex. Darkwater rolls over, holding Cosmo. Cosmo elbows Darkwater, and elbows him again. Darkwater holds onto Cosmo for another german suplex but this time he lands it! Darkwater turns back and Cosmo leaps into a knee- but Darkwater blocks it! Cosmo staggers backwards, holding his knee in pain.

Darkwater charges into him but Cosmo pulls the ropes! Darkwater barely lands onto the apron, struggling to keep his footing. While the bigger man is trying to free his leg from the rope and stands on the apron, Cosmo brilliantly takes advantage by leaping up the middle rope into a triangle enzuigiri to the head! Darkwater topples to the floor, holding his head in agony. Somehow, he’s still up and Cosmo quickly rises to his feet. He hits off the ropes, leaping through the middle rope into a wrecking ball dropkick! Darkwater goes bouncing back-first into the barricade and that time, he goes down! Cosmo nods his head, dragging Darkwater up. He takes the wrist, irish whipping him hard into the steel steps! Darkwater once again collides back-first, and he winces out in pain. Darkwater tries to get up, but Cosmo kicks him against the steel steps and starts furiously stomping him out! Darkwater covers up to the best of his ability, but it’s no use as he’s taking an absolute beating. Cosmo drags Darkwater up, clubbing the back before slowly rolling him in. Cosmo takes a second to take a deep breath, but he climbs onto the apron and enters the ring - calling Darkwater up! Cosmo smirks, waiting for him to rise.. Darkwater slowly does..

AND COSMO SPINS INTO THE CASH ROLLS EVERYTHING ELBOW! BUT DARKWATER SWATS HIS HAND AWAY, PLANTING HIS HANDS ON HIS NECK! Cosmo struggles, trying to kick free! Darkwater overpowers him, lifting him above his head! He holds him in the double choke lift and Cosmo desperately flails his legs, trying to get free.. But it’s no use as he drops into THE HANGMAN’S NOOSE! The back of Cosmo’s head bounces off of the canvas, and he’s out of it! Darkwater crawls over, pinning Cosmo!

ONE!

TWO!

T—COSMO JOLTS A SHOULDER UP!

Aiello: Just barely! Cosmo is still in this one after having his head knocked on the canvas by Darkwater!

Kahrs: How much longer can these two go? I mean, my goodness! Darkwater is so big and strong!

Darkwater sweeps his hair back, breathing heavily. He looks down at Cosmo, impressed by his resilience. Cosmo rolls over, groaning. Darkwater rubs his back, taking his time to get up after Cosmo’s onslaught. He finally rises, while Cosmo is leaning on the ropes for a breather. As Darkwater gets closer, Cosmo rolls to the apron. He reaches over, but Cosmo yanks his throat into the ropes with a hotshot! Darkwater stumbles away, coughing. Cosmo smirks, as he front flips in — GOLD RUSH COUNTERED! Darkwater looks to slam him down with a powerslam, but Cosmo pulls him into an inside cradle!

ONE!

TWO— DARKWATER DEADLIFTS COSMO UP!

Darkwater scoops Cosmo up onto his shoulders, trapping the wrist. He struggles, the pain in his back forcing him to teeter backwards! Cosmo is trying his hardest to wiggle free but Darkwater is so strong that it’s limiting his ability to escape his grasp! And finally, Darkwater gets a good enough grip! KEELHAUL SLAM! The wrist-clutch Burning Hammer drops Cosmo RIGHT on the back of his head! He’s not moving at all, and Darkwater rolls him over to his back!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEE—

NO! COSMO’S FOOT IS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!

The referee sees it RIGHT before his hand touches the match! Darkwater turns back and the crowd comes alive at how close that one was! Darkwater shakes his head, reaching over for Cosmo’s head. He slowly brings him up, looking around. Darkwater smirks, grabbing Cosmo by the legs and placing him on the top rope. Darkwater tries to grab Cosmo’s head, but he punches him square in the jaw! Cosmo starts letting loose uppercuts, and Darkwater’s attempts at Shipwrecked are thwarted. Darkwater takes Cosmo’s head, but Cosmo kicks him in the jaw this time! Cosmo grabs Darkwater into a front face lock and spins off the top into a Tornado DD— NO! Darkwater tosses Cosmo right back to his feet! Understanding the urgency, Cosmo lands, but back rolls to the turnbuckles. This forces Darkwater to charge into a corner shoulder tackle, but Cosmo throws him shoulder first into the ring post! Darkwater holds his shoulder, wincing in pain. He slowly turns.. AND COSMO LEAPS UP INTO THE CASH COW! HE SOMEHOW GOT TO DARKWATER’S HEIGHT FOR THAT LEAP! Cosmo covers him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE..

..DARKWATER KICKS OUT!

Aiello: Back to back nailbiter pinfalls! I genuinely have no idea how this one is still going!

Kahrs: Me either! These two are so hellbent on winning and after earlier, I do understand why!

The kick outs are getting closer and closer! Cosmo looks to the referee, questioning if that really was a two count! He thought he had won the match! Cosmo groans, clubbing the back of Darkwater repeatedly. He takes his waist, trying his hardest to get him up. Finally, he does and grabs Darkwater’s arms. Cosmo looks around, twisting Darkwater aorind for the Gold Mine but Darkwater doesn’t let Cosmo spike his head into the canvas! Darkwater snaps free, taking Cosmo’s waist - but Cosmo elbows him back. Cosmo turns and spins into the Cash Rolls Everything elbow, but Darkwater catches his arm! He twirls around, irish whipping him straight into the turnbuckles! Darkwater charges in but Cosmo raises the boots up! He pushes himself up to the middle rope for a crossbody - but Darkwater catches him in mid-air with a vicious powerslam! Cosmo holds his back, writhing in pain. Darkwater rises, feeling it now. He takes Cosmo by the head and places him against the turnbuckles..

But as Darkwater places Cosmo up on the top rope to go for the Shipwrecked, here comes Cosmo’s cousin, Bruce Booth! Darkwater looks at Bruce, frustrated by his presence.

Bruce hops onto the apron and Darkwater quickly darts his eyes to him! But before he can do anything, Jason Anderson runs down and rips Bruce off the apron! The two start brawling ahead of their match come Friday for Rampage! Darkwater’s attention is diverted away though..

As Cosmo slips to the apron, waiting for him to turn! The referee is trying to usher them away from the ring! And Darkwater turns, and COSMO FRONTFLIPS INTO THE GOLD RUS– SOMEONE HOPS THE APRON AND SHOVES HIM AS HE’S FLIPPING! Cosmo falls back first, looking up in shock as the man responsible for it was.. Alexander Umbra! Fresh off a victory over JoJo Rush, Umbra once again terrorizes The House!

Darkwater steps out of the ring quickly, climbing the top rope! He raises the fingers to the air – soaring through the skies for the WINDS OF FORTUNE! Cosmo coughs out in pain, as Darkwater covers him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall … CAPTAIN MORGAN DARKWATER!

Darkwater rises to his feet, looking down at Cosmo coughing out in pain. Jason and Bruce's brawl continues to the ring, as the two start fighting towards the ring!

Aiello: Well! That’s karma for you! Cosmo Goldworthy was close to stealing a victory over Captain Morgan Darkwater until Alexander Umbra and Jason Anderson gave him a taste of his own medicine!

Kahrs: That was completely uncalled for! There’s not a chance that the referee didn’t hear that!

Cosmo holds his chest, as Dimitri checks on him. Cosmo takes his United States Championship from Dimitri and clobbers Darkwater over the back of the head! Bruce throws Jason into the corner, beating down on him! But Umbra slides in and tosses Bruce off! Umbra turns Cosmo and drops him with a punch! Umbra follows up and keeps fighting with Cosmo, before he rolls out and Bruce gets out of there! Dimitri predictably runs off as well, and the three recover.

Anderson and Umbra are leaning against the ropes, shouting and jeering at the retreating Cosmo and Bruce, who are holding their sides but otherwise looking their normal cocky, smug selves, staring back defiantly, as Morgan strides over to the far corner of the ring to be handed a live microphone.

Darkwater: I'm sure th' two of yer are real pleased with yer'selves right about now, huh? Pleased ye once again showed th' world what a pair of sorry, gutless, snivellin' man-babies ye are. Pleased ye proved th' Captain right, lettin's yer poor delicate egos get hurt by his words an' showin' us how pathetic the entitled Golden Boy of th' House really is, unable to take th' Captain on one-on-one, much less beat him fairly. Well, ye can take yer damn pride an' stuff it up each other's asses! Take yer'selves back to yer damn Mickey Mouse ClubHouse, continue bitin' at each other like th' wild dogs ye are, an' give us all a real show watching th' demolition of th' House! 'Cause this? This is Monday Night Brawl - this be th' Captain's show!

Darkwater, Jason and Umbra celebrate all in the ring. Meanwhile, Cosmo, Bruce and Dimitri get out of there while they still can.

Aiello: Absolute chaos out here, folks! Don't go away, we'll be right back!

We move to a commercial break.

The Opening riff to "Reborn Through Failure" hits the speakers and Chelsea comes out to a loud ovation from her hometown crowd, she grins broadly before she heads down to the ring and takes a mic from a stage hand hand.

Chelsea Skye: WHAT'S UP CHI-TOWN?!

The crowd cheers in response and Chelsea's grin grows wider.

Chelsea Skye: I know you guys were excited to see your hometown girl wrestle tonight but sadly they just HAD to book a pointless inter-brand tag team match instead and I've been snubbed! I mean, it's not like Chicago's my home town or anything, right?

The crowd cheers in response but before Chelsea can say anything else she's interrupted.

Lacey Savage: Are you done pandering yet?

Chelsea looks out towards the entrance ramp and sees Lacey Savage stepping out.

Lacey Savage: I've waited all week Chelsea, my offer is still in the air.

Chelsea Skye: Don't you think I've been thinking about that over the past week? I was going to get to that before you interrupted me.

Lacey Savage: So let's get too it, what's you're answer?

Chelsea paces around the ring for a minute before stepping out and walking up to Lacey.

Chelsea Skye: You want my answer?

Lacey Savage: I'm waiting.

Chelsea Skye: Yes!

The crowd isn't quite sure how to respond to Chelsea joining forces with Lacy but Lacey is all smiles as she heads to the back with Chelsea.

INTERBRAND INSANITY: THE BOSS GETS A CRACK AT THE CHAMP!
SINGLES MATCH, NON-TITLE
Jason Anderson
VS Sally Talfourd

We go to the commentary booth, where we can hear the crowd is pumped up for our next match!

Aiello: After that statement from Chelsea Skye and Lacey Savage, we have a match with potentially major implications as Jason Anderson takes on the EWC Undisputed Champion, Sally Talfourd, in non-title action!

Kahrs: Golly, imagine what a win over the champ would mean for The Boss here tonight Joe...but Sally has been on a tear since winning the title!

Stroup: The following non-title match is set for one fall. Joining us first, residing in Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 215 pounds... JASON ANDERSON!

The arena lights start to flash on and off as NF- No Excuses came over the speakers as smoke appears on the Extreme Tron in big letters with his picture Jason Anderson “The Boss”. Jason appears on the stage wearing his hood over his head standing on his right is David and on his left is Diana wearing all leather black with her shades on her face and blow pop in her mouth. Jason play to the crowd a bit as Dave and Diana walked on his side walking with him down to the ring.

He get inside of the ring and pop the hood off his head like AJ Styles on the top rope point a finger down to Angel. She is jumping up and down for her father as he grins and winks at her as he jump down off the corner ropes. He look right at the person across from him while he take off his hood jacket and start to test ropes a bit.

Stroup: And the opponent…

The lights fade to blue and red. 'Lacrimosa' hits the speakers. After a wait for the music to build, at the first crest, in time with the beat, Sally walks to the front of the stage, looking down to her feet. Slowly, as the blue lights fade and the crowd is awash with red, Sally raises one arm, lets out a sharp scream, then slowly makes her way to ringside.

Stroup: Making her way to the ring this evening, weighing in at a sublime one-hundred and twenty-five pounds, standing in at five feet and ten inches of perfection, this is ‘The Last Magician’... SALLY TALFOURD!

Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, staring now to the space above the ring. Methodically, she climbs the steps, steps through the ropes and strides to the centre of the ring.

DING DING DING

Jason fires at Sally with a superkick that she ducks. Sally smacks Jason in the jaw with a forearm smash before whipping him off the ropes. He rebounds into a spinning heel kick that knocks him to the mat. Jason gets back to his feet but Sally pulls him to the mat with an armdrag. She keeps a hold of the arm dropping on it with a legdrop. Jason clutches at his arm as he gets back to his feet. Sally hits him with a dropsault that knocks him to the mat where she makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Jason manages to shove Sally off to break the count. Jason gts to his feet again but Sally grabs him in a headlock. Jason counters with a side suplex that brings Sally to the mat. Jason slips to the middle turnbuckle and comes down on Sally with a diving headbutt to the ribs. Sally clutches at her ribs as she gets to her feet. Jason charges hitting a running knee lift that spins Sally around. Jason pulls her to the mat with a backslide but Sally manages to roll to her feet before a count is made. As she rolls to her feet, Jason cracks her with a superkick and hooks the leg as she drops to the mat.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Sally lifts a shoulder up off the mat to break the count.

Aiello: A half count from victory over the Undisputed Champion!

Bennett: Maybe, maybe not. I believe it’s going to take a lot more from Jason Anderson to keep Sally Talfourd down for the three, but I do think he has it in him!

Jason lifts Sally to her feet and smacks her with forearms to the back and shoulders. Jason lifts Sally up and brings her down with a Boss Stomp. Sally bounces off his knees and crumples to the mat. Jason makes a cover.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

Sally rolls to her side to break the count. Jason lifts Sally to her feet but she pushes him away and hits an Either Or. Jason springs back crashing to the mat below. Sally crawls over him grabbing a leg.

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO! KICK OUT!

This time it’s Jason rolling to his side in order to break the count.

Aiello: Both looking a little spent out there!

Bennett: Maybe but both are still in this one!

Both get to their feet but Sally grabs Jason and positions him for an Outro but Jason manages to kick at the back of Sally’s leg knocking her to the mat. Jason lifts Sally into position for an Angel Drop but Sally manages to slip free. She runs at the ropes and kicks off the middle rope and flies back at Jason with High Hopes. They crash to the mat where Sally hooks the leg. The referee counts.

ONE…

TWO…

NO!

Jason narrowly manages to get a shoulder up!

Aiello: Jason Anderson just saved this match for himself!

Sally's back to her feet as she grabs Jason, positioning him for another Outro...but Jason manages to kick at the back of Sally’s leg knocking her to the mat. Jason lifts Sally into position for an Angel Drop...but Sally is still stirring, and the momentum shifts sending both competitors out of the ring! The impact causes a crash that echoes through the arena as the referee begins the count!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE...

Neither competitor is stirring!

FOUR...

FIVE...

We see Sally starting to move now, while Jason is still down!

SIX...

We soon see JoJo Rush and Tori Taylor appearing on the stage, and Rush has a rope in hand!

Aiello: What is Rush thinking here!?

The ref pays no mind to this, continuing the count...

SEVEN...

Sally is crawling toward the ring apron...and so is Jason! They're both on their feet as Sally tries to dive for the ring...but Jason stops her in her tracks!

EIGHT....

Angel Drop on the champ to the floor! Sally's out cold...

NINE...

...but so too is Jason!

TEN!

Aiello: What!?

Kahrs: I don't believe it!

The ref calls for the bell! It's all over, and the crowd is stunned by what we just witnessed!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Fans, the ref has ruled this match a double countout, meaning the result is a DRAW!

Officials rush down the ramp to check on both competitors as we cut to the commentary booth.

Aiello: It can not be over emphasized how big this is. Jason Anderson just took the Undisputed Champion to her limit before this match ended in a double countout!

Kahrs: You gotta wonder where this puts Jason Anderson in the title picture now, because this marks the first time Sally has NOT won in singles competition since becoming champion!

The conversation is soon interrupted as Rush and Taylor blow past the officials, grabbing the champion to tie her up with the rope before making their way up the ramp!

Aiello: Now what the hell is this!? Folks, we'll be back with more BRAWL in a moment but...this ain't right!

Officials are split between checking on Jason and chasing after The House as we cut to commercial.

CAN THE AFFECT STAND THE HEAT WITH GOLD ON THE LINE?
TAG TEAM MATCH
FOR THE EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Eleos Affect
VS The Heat Packers

We head back to ringside, where Aiello and Kahrs are standing by.

Aiello: Folks, this match is a long time coming. We have been seeing this develop since WrestleFest back in December.

Kahrs: Eleos Affect have never had championship aspirations, choosing instead to focus on the art of the battle, but that all changed when they were given and then won a contenders match on day three of the four day festival. Ever since then, its been just a matter of time until Antoni Malietoa and KU get their championship fight.

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the EWC World Tag Team Championships! Joining us first, at a combined weight of 484 pounds ... THE ELEOS AFFECT!!

“Warrior” by Atreyu begins to blare throughout the United Center as the fans eagerly await the entrance of those Eleos boys, but it does not come. “Warrior” continues to play without any action happening before the X-Tron comes to life as we see The Heat Packers walking through the backstage hallways en route to the ring. As they get to an opening, they are attacked out of nowhere by The Eleos Affect! KU tackles Dan Fun and Antoni takes the legs out from Brodie Dawson!

Aiello: What the hell is going on here?! Eleos Affect is attacking the World Tag Team Champions!

Kahrst: Could be payback for what Cosmo Goldworthy did to Antoni last Brawl?!

Eleos are putting the boots to the Heat Packers as security tries to step in and break things up. KU and Antoni shove them off, but that gives Dan and Brodie just the time they need to get to their feet and bring the attack right back to Eleos Affect! Security cannot contain this one and they spill into Gorilla Position and out onto the entrance ramp!

Dan and KU peel off to one side as Brodie and Antoni peel off to the other, fists flying everywhere. KU gets an arm up just in time to block a punch and is able to counter by taking the arm and throwing Dan over with a fireman’s carry! KU mounts Funk and begins to reign down elbows into the chest of the Heat Packer! Brodie Dawson, on the other hand, has the upperhand on The Samoan Warrior after a low blow that sent the big man to the steel entrance ramp. Brodie throws a kick to the midsection of the big man, which Toni absorbs and rolls out of the way. Brodie follows up by grabbing his EWC World Tag Team Championship belt and whipping Antoni with it!

Aiello: My God, what disrespect from Brodie Dawson! He is literally whipping The Samoan Warrior.

Kahrs: I think Brodie needs to be checking on his partner, KU is likely to cave his chest in if he’s not careful!

KU notices what is going on and immediately springs to his feet, running toward his partner. He leaps and hits Brodie Dawson with a perfectly times bicycle kick to the back that sends Dawson flying on top of Antoni. Toni presses his opponent off of him and starts to get to his feet, but now Dan Funk has made his way over to the scrum, stumbling as he tries to catch his breath. Antoni sees this and immediately engages, a double ax handle to the gut sends him stumbling back down the entrance ramp as this melee has now made it to the ringside area! KU and Brodie are now brawling down the ramp as Antoni and Dan go right back to it. Security comes running down the ramp…

DING DING DING
Aiello: Well it's long past that time, this match isn’t starting or ending, it never was!

DING DING DING

As soon as the bell stops dining, the face of Brawl General Manager Jim Connors is shown on the X-Tron.[/front]

Connors: If you four don’t stop right now, I’m suspending you all and stripping the Heat Packers of the World Tag Team Championships!

All four men stop immediately, taken aback by the sudden brashness of the GM.

Connors: I thought that might get your attention. Dan, Brodie, you two have been lying, cheating and stealing your way through EWC since you arrived and while I can never really condone the type of attack we just witnessed, I also cannot say that you two didn’t have it coming. KU and Antoni, you two are not usually the aggressors like this, so obviously there is a lot of mutual hatred here. What resulted, however, was a severe lack of a title fight. We advertised to the fine folks of Chicago, and now this match is not happening.

The Heat Packers smile, knowing that their tag team championship reign will continue now.

Connors: Don’t smile too wide there boys, because this match IS happening. Benign that you four want to just beat the tar out of each other, I think the best way to go about this is going to be to let you do it. Eleos Affect, Heat Packers, for the EWC World Tag Team championships is now going to happen at StrangleMania XIX and I will let you know when I figure out what kind of stipulation is befitting of this situation.

The crowd erupts at this news as The Heat Packers do not seem to be happy, but KU and Antoni sure do. Security has the two teams separated now and are trying to get everyone to get out of the ringside area.

Aiello: I don’t know what has gotten into Jim Connors tonight, but I like it!

Kahrs: Great decision there Mr. Connors, I can’t wait to help him dream up something fun for this one!

Aiello: I reckon we'll find out soon enough on the EWC website...so long as people know where to find it. Until then, BRAWL rolls on as we gear up for main event...but I'm hearing that JoJo Rush has been found backstage along with Sally Talfourd!

Rush drags the unconscious body of Sally Talfourd the woman hogtied, by JoJo’s bullrope. Part of the crowd can’t help but cheer for the Brawl native, but others jeer and boo the two-belt champion all the same. JoJo stops and sits at the edge of the stage, the bloody and battered body of the champion laid beside him. With Tori Taylor standing behind JoJo, she leans down to hand a microphone to JoJo.

JoJo Rush: Isn’t this what y’all wanted?

The crowd continues to be mixed.

JoJo: Ain’t this what y’all paid tickets for? For blood? For folks like us to come down here and lay a hurtin’ on folks like her!

JoJo turns to Tori and shakes his head pensively before facing the crowd with a bright smile and laughter on his face.

JoJo: Yet you boo me– you boo and you jeer yet here you are payin’ money knowin’ full well there ain’t a DAMN soul on this Earth that can stop me from doin’ what Ah need to do to save this world from itself!

JoJo Rush: Ah’m the only one strong enough to carry. That. Weight.

JoJo says emphatically to a crowd that does not care for JoJo’s sermon, washing him in a chorus of boos.

JoJo Rush: Ah will use that strength to pull you all into the light. Just so you can see what Ah can see– and it is so beautiful.

JoJo laughs and drops his head a bit to take in the atmosphere. The crowd in return, in no uncertain terms, tell the light of Monday nights to get bent. Rush lifts his head and speaks into the microphone again.

JoJo Rush: Ah see a future where the weak fear the strong. Where contenders for a title are actually decided in a got-damn fight instead of bullshit rematch clauses. Where folks who call themselves warriors will finally stand up to someone holding leather n’ tin like mine n’ demand a fight for it.

JoJo then hunches forward, as if he was trying to get himself within inches of a camera.

JoJo Rush: Sally’s been able to slap down everybody that’s come for her– but she didn’t beat me? Did she?

JoJo turns and nudges Sally who whinges and weakly writhes in pain.

JoJo Rush: Did you feel like you won that?

Tori mockingly laughs at the question.

JoJo Rush: Talfourd wanted to memorialize her career– so let’s memorialize her, shall we? Know how Ah’ll always remember the Last Magician? Ah’ll remember the way she screamed in pain when Ah broke her in Halifax. But despite all the vile words spewed from that rotten soul– Ah still respect the Undisputed Champion. She didn’t take the easy route to the title she so proudly hoists over us all. She had to drag that Paramount TV hunk of junk into relevancy. Unlike that lecherous fool, Cyrus Black, Sally Talfourd took her TV belt to punch in her ticket to the Insanity Cage alongside my friend, Callie. Then? Then she tossed Vin Havoc off the top of the cage shortly after handcuffin’ Callie to the Cage. She didn’t demand her shot at the title- She had the strength to take it!

JoJo stops to look up to Tori to ask if she’s having fun. Then the same question to Sally. JoJo even brings the mic to Sally’s face but takes it away and laughs.

JoJo Rush: Then she went n’ did the possible n’ took a title belt off of Xavier Reid. The man Ah ran out of town. Sally looked that dribblin’ idiot in the face n’ said she’s taking that belt, n’ there was nothin’ he could do about it. All after pinnin’ her new best friend in Shinijoshi, Narumi. Ain’t that just a picture-perfect ending to it all? Except that ain’t the end, ain’t it? New year, new Undisputed Champion– complete with a whole-new attitude– but again, she earned that attitude when she managed to hold off Mercenary defending a title that Reid could never successfully defend with a commandin’ win.

Rush turns his head and spits onto the floor beneath the stage. Then he stares intensely into the camera. His eyes practically bulging out of his head.

JoJo Rush: But do you know what Ah see in the light? Ah see Sally Talfourd layin’ on her back while Ah hold up the Undisputed Title in the main event of WrestleFest.

JoJo rises up from the sitting position and rises to his feet. He places a foot triumphantly on top of Sally’s back and proudly proclaims.

JoJo Rush: When Ah’m the last man standin’ in the Rumble, you will remember this night! When the referee raises my hand in victory n’ hands me that title that Ah’ve literally killed over? Y’all will think back, n’ be grateful you finally listened to the righteous International Sun. To the Best of Brawl. To the LIGHT of Monday NIGHT!

The lights in the stadium dim entirely, all except for a spotlight on JoJo and Tori. We then cut to commercial.

THE INTERNATIONAL GAUNTLET!
WHOEVER DEFEATS THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION EARNS A TITLE SHOT AT STRANGLEMANIA XIX
IF JOJO RUSH WINS, HE NAMES HIS #1 CONTENDER
The Gauntlet: Caleb Scott, El Pablo, Stitches
VS JoJo Rush

We return to ringside where we’re set for tonight’s Main Event...and after what we just saw, Joe and Timothy do not look terribly pleased!

Aiello: Since the start of the season, the Hardcore & International Champion, JoJo Rush has been making more enemies than friends. After brutally attacking Bennett, and the Undisputed Champion, Sally Talfourd, I think the champion has bitten off more than he can chew going into this gauntlet!

Kahrs: I'll be honest Joe, I'm a very nice guy by nature...but what JoJo has been doing has been incredibly unkind! We're about to see if all that comes back to haunt him tonight!

Stroup: The following match is an International Gauntlet! Joining us first, escorted to the ring by Tori Taylor– and I guess the Undisputed Champion, Sally Talfourd? Representing the House, weighing in at 270 pounds, he is the Hardcore & International Champion, he is the LIGHT of Monday NIGHTS ... JOJO RUSH!

JoJo Rush is already in the ring, Tori Taylor stands beside JoJo holding up the Hardcore & International Titles.

Stroup: And his opponent, from St. Cloud, Minnesota, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the Granite City Sadist! ... CALEB SCOTT!!

The lights shut off, flooding the crowd in darkness as the tension begins to rise.

“Are you buried alive!?!”

The screaming vocals tear through the venue with white lights flickering to the beat. A spotlight shines from above the ring to the stage, revealing Caleb Scott in his leather jacket with a hood pulled over his head. He takes a brief look around at the crowd before walking down the ramp as the white lights continue to flicker. Caleb walks up the steps and enters the ring. Standing in the middle of the ring, Caleb slowly begins to raise his arms to the side.

“I can’t stop, my path is set.”

The tension builds as he brings his hands up, and grips onto his hood.

“All I know is violence!”

Caleb throws his hood back and extends his arms to the side.

Aiello: Remember folks, the first competitor in the gauntlet to beat JoJo Rush is the new #1 contender. Caleb might have to face JoJo first, but he could win it without Stitches or Pablo stepping foot in the ring.

DING DING DING

JoJo mockingly opens up his arms as if to embrace Caleb, Caleb stops circling and burns a hole through JoJo with a glare before quickly closing in. Caleb takes a handful of JoJo’s long wet hair and uses it as a clinch to clobber the double champion with a flurry of heavy-hands and knees. Rush takes hold of the ropes and pulls himself through, for JoJo’s safety, the referee forces themself between JoJo and Caleb for a rope break. Caleb throws the referee aside and lunges at JoJo to get his hands on him again, but Rush evades and counters by tying Caleb into the ropes! Caleb struggles but can’t work himself out of the ropes. JoJo silences the crowd and the referee before slapping Caleb across the chest with the loudest chop the Chicago crowd ever heard! The impact shakes Caleb free from the ropes, but with the air literally slapped out of him, he slumps face first into the mat.

Aiello: Holy shit that is one of the most painful chops I’ve ever seen! But look at JoJo’s eye!

Kahrs: Caleb must’ve landed a haymaker, that shiner is swelling up fast!

JoJo takes a moment to feel his growing black-eye. Following that, Rush reaches down to pull Caleb up and hoists the man up in a fireman’s carry, it’s the set up to JoJo’s finisher, the G90! Wait! Caleb throws a series of elbows to JoJo’s already injured eye. Caleb breaks free and hits the ropes to gather up enough speed to level JoJo with a spear but wait! JoJo catches Caleb and spins him in the Deep-Six Shooter! Wait again! Caleb keeps hold of JoJo’s neck and counters the Deep-Six Shooter with a DDT! Caleb hooks the leg!

One…

Two…

Thr– no kickout!

With a disgusting splat, the DDT busts JoJo open, the blood and sweat left an incredibly disgusting and bloody smear on the mat and JoJo’s own face. Caleb sits up and argues with the referee over the count. JoJo rolls over to Tori who takes out a towel to try and quickly wipe JoJo’s enough so that he can see.

Aiello: Rush talked a big game about wanting to play with his food, but Caleb is making an absolute mess of JoJo right now!

Kahrs: The Light of Monday Nights wanted blood, and Caleb is giving him just that!

Rush rolls out of the ring to recover. Caleb gets to the top rope nearby and lines up a moonsault to the outside! Rush recovers in time to shove Tori to safety before catching Caleb out of the air! JoJo crosses Caleb’s legs over the other and executes a sit-out on the outside! Spurbreaker! Caleb bounces off the floor and hollers loudly! Caleb lays on his back holding his knee in pain!

Aiello: What a catch by JoJo! The high-risk move didn’t pay off for Caleb and unfortunately for everyone here, Caleb is going to pay the price.

Kahrs: Both men are more known for the carnage they put people through outside of the ring, Caleb needs to find a way to kick JoJo out of the driver’s seat and fast!

Aiello: Hey, that was a pretty good call, Tim.

Kahrs: You mean that?

Rush relishes in the moment, he stomps on Caleb’s knee before stepping on it and posing to the booing Chicago crowd. Rush picks Caleb up by the foot and lifts the Granite City into the air before slamming him awkwardly onto the steel-steps knee-first! After wiping his feet and wiping his hands, JoJo casually steps himself back into the ring. The referee is left with no other option but to begin the countout. The Chicago crowd attempt to rally their fellow mid-westerner to life.

FIVE!

Counts the referee. Caleb clings to the apron to pull himself to his feet and to shake out his injured knee. Rush continues to boast and rile up the Chicago crowd.

EIGHT!

Caleb bangs his fist against the apron to rile himself up!

NINE!

Caleb picks himself up and slides himself into the ring beating the 10 count! The Chicago crowd can’t help but cheer on Scott but the cheers quickly turn to boos when JoJo leaps onto Caleb and pulls him up and into the inverted Texas cloverleaf, The House Special! Caleb fights and flails in the air while JoJo laughs and languishes in the submission. Scott manages to reach out and take hold of the top rope for the break. JoJo attempts to hold onto the submission for as long as he could, but Caleb uses the leverage to not only break free, but whip JoJo face first into a turnbuckle! Rush hits the turnbuckle hard and slumps against the apron. Caleb is the first to recover and pulls JoJo and executes a picture-perfect fisherman’s suplex! Wait! Caleb flips through the suplex and holds onto JoJo’s ankle and puts him in the Ankle Lock! One foot in the grave! JoJo is now the one flailing in the center of the ring for the ropes!

Rush doesn’t get a hold of the ropes, but he does get a hold of the referee by the shirt and demands them to break the hold, but it was a distraction! Caleb is close enough to the ropes for Tori to reach through the ropes and pull Caleb’s injured leg out from underneath him! Caleb releases the hold and falls face first onto the mat. JoJo rushes to his feet, hits the ropes, then hits Caleb flush with a spear! Rush makes the pin.

One…

Two…

Three!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner via pinfall, JOJO RUSH! And his next opponent! STITCHES!

Aiello: Once again, Tori Taylor comes in clutch and screws over Caleb Scott!

Kahrs: It pays off to have friends in low places, but Caleb left Rush an absolute mess, there’s no way Stitches doesn’t end the gauntlet right here!

Caleb rolls out of the ring in frustration, but staggers with trainers to the backstage. Stitches pays Caleb no mind and simply smiles and laughs at the sight before him. JoJo lays against the bottom rope sucking air and wiping his face dry with a rag. The swelling closes up JoJo’s eye completely!

Stitches takes his time getting into the ring, giving JoJo the time to pull himself up to his feet. Despite the pain and injuries, JoJo proudly sticks his chest out to Stitches and meets the fellow big man in the middle of the ring matching smile for smile. The Chicago crowd loudly chant “MEAT MEAT MEAT” The two exchange smiles before JoJo pies Stitches and pushes him away and swings quickly for a Lightbringer-Lariat! Stitches ducks the move and hits the ropes for speed! Coming back around, the clown goes for a big bicycle kick, Beautiful Disasterpiece! JoJo not only ducks but catches the big man! JoJo goes for another spurbreaker, but Stitches gouges and claws at JoJo’s injured eye. Rush howls in pain and drops Stitches free! JoJo leans against the ropes, while Stitches launches himself against the opposite ropes again to go for another bicycle kick! Wait! JoJo catches Stitches out of the air with a deep-six shooter and up and tosses the former Undisputed champion to the outside in a nasty spill! Rush lays out on his back in the middle of the ring! Stitches bounces off the ground and writhes in pain from the counter!

Aiello: Another impressive feat of strength but how much of that did that take out of Rush!

Kahrs: Somebody should check on Stitches! That fall looked nasty!

The referee begins the count. At the count of six, Stitches gets himself back to his feet and back into the ring. JoJo uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. Rush opens his arms out wide and poses for the spotlight! JoJo goes for the spear! Wait! Stitches catches JoJo and sets himself up for the Sound of Silence! JoJo twists himself free! The Double-Champion frantically swings for his Lightbring-lariat, but Stitches ducks to JoJo’s left and evades the move! By the time Rush turns around to face Stitches, the clown pulls JoJo into the futureshock once again and hits the DDT! Sound of Silence! Stitches doesn’t go for the pin! Instead he goes for his super finisher! Twisted Mettle! Stitches gets the hold in for a second before the familiar sound of a cowbell crashes against his head! The referee catches Tori redhanded and calls for the bell!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via Disqualification, and #1 Contender for the International Title… STITCHES!

Aiello: Another classy move by the House to end the gauntlet like this!

Kahrs: Somebody should check on Stitches! That fall looked nasty!

Stitches holds the back of his head in pain but gets to his feet to hold his hand up high in victory. The Chicago crowd are booing, throwing their drinks and the muffins they bought from Mindy’s into the ring. Tori slowly shakes JoJo awake and helps him off onto the apron. Rush appears unphased by the results, in fact even smiles and gives Stitches a round of applause. Tori takes the titles and helps JoJo to the ramp.

Connors: Wait just a minute JoJo!

Jim Connors enters the stage with a microphone in hand and literally puts his foot down.

Connors: The gauntlet isn’t over yet, JoJo! El Pablo still deserves a chance to defeat you in this gauntlet!

For once, thanks to Connors, the crowd are on their feet, but the roof blows off the venue when El Pablo’s music hits the speakers. Pablo and his tag partner, Vertigo sprint down to the ramp and start clobbering down on both JoJo and Tori! Vertigo tangles up with Tori and the two spill out into the crowd for a brawl, leaving JoJo alone! JoJo pushes himself free and goes for a massive lariat, but Pablo counters with a palm thrust, facepainter! JoJo staggers in pain, and Pablo follows up the move by throwing JoJo into the steps, to which, like a bag of bricks, JoJo bangs against them hard, and like a bag of bricks it takes an immense amount of effort to toss the wounded-beast into the ring to actually begin the match. Except, Pablo has other ideas. Pablo rolls JoJo right into the drop zone beneath the nearby corner! Pablo climbs to the top and hits the R.P.M! Pablo hooks both legs and pins!

One…

Two…

Three!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall, and also #1 Contender for the International Title, The Technicolor Tecnico… EL PABLO!

El Pablo quickly rises to his feet to celebrate with the roaring Chicago crowd! JoJo is out like a light, and finds himself escorted to the backstage. El Pablo hops back onto the turnbuckle to hit the Chicago crowd with the famous Shinijoshi double-deuces.

Aiello: Wow, what a turn of events! JoJo's efforts to get himself disqualified and sneak out of here with a simple loss to Stitches just bit him in the butt...and El Pablo's gone and scored himself a shot at the EWC International Championship as well!

Kahrs: Y'know Joe, when the titles were restructured going into this season, I had a weird feeling in my gut this meant someone from, say, PARAMOUNT would challenge for that title. I was really hoping it was just gas, but here we are.

Aiello: That said, it can't be denied that Stitches earned his shot tonight as well...and by the looks of it, that means we've got ourselves a triple threat match for StrangleMania XIX!

Kahrs: You know what they say about a three-way, Joe...

Aiello: I don't think you can say that on TV, even on FX. What we can say, however, is that this has been a hell of a night! Folks, in two weeks we will be back in action as we head to Atlanta! Until then, for Timothy Kahrs I've been Joe Aiello saying so long and goodnight!

That last thing we see is El Pablo still celebrating in the ramp, and Stitches watching on, focused on doing whatever is necessary to take the EWC International Championship for himself at StrangleMania as the show comes to a close ...

END SCREEN

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH ONE: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH TWO: Cosmo Goldworthy
MATCH THREE: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
MATCH FOUR: PARAMOUNT
MAIN EVENT: JoJo Rush

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SEGMENTS

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Sally Talfourd
Melinda Rhodes
Chelsea Skye
Antoni Malietoa / House Hunters / The Heat Packers
JoJo Rush
Morgan Darkwater / Cosmo Goldworthy
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RECAP OF WINNERS

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MATCH 1
Young Justice
VS The Oni Riders
WINNERS via pinfall: The Oni Riders

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Cosmo Goldworthy
VS Morgan Darkwater
WINNER via pinfall: Morgan Darkwater

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Jason Anderson
VS Sally Talfourd
RESULT: Double Count-Out (DRAW)

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Eleos Affect
VS The Heat Packers
RESULT: No Contest (Match doesn't happen)

MAIN EVENT
The Gauntlet: Caleb Scott, El Pablo, Stitches
VS JoJo Rush
FALL 1 - WINNER via pinfall: JoJo Rush
FALL 1 - WINNER via DQ: Stitches
FALL 1 - WINNER via pinfall: El Pablo
Stitches and El Pablo have earned their shot at the EWC International Championship at StrangleMania XIX

BRAWL #606 MVP: El Pablo

BRAWL #606 MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Jason Anderson VS Sally Talfourd

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