FN'R/SNR Philadelphia, PA - 7/11/2008

[Michael Saint]

[glow=blue,2,300]Saturday Night Rush[/glow]

Hometown Match
Shane Douglas def The Sandman

[glow=blue,2,300]Rush Main Event[/glow]
Match would end up being a handicap match. Chupa would defeat both competitors.

Winner: El Chupacabra

(Fade)

[Michael Saint]

Opener
Le Torche vs The Beast

Le Torche would come out the blocks crazy with rage. Le Torche would hit UH OH! that would send Beast down to the mat and out like a light.

Winner via Knockout: Le Torche!

(Fade to backstage)

Crazyman and Rorschach bump into Level-One in a hallways, who greets them with a big grin as he shifts his World Title from one shoulder to the other.

Level-One: Well if it isn’t my two favourite lapdogs! You know, I’ve been thinking about it all week - what menial, degrading job can I have you two do for me? Since neither of you are good enough to even carry my bags, it’s been hard to come up with anything suitably demeaning.

Crazyman: It breaks my heart to know that, Level.

Level-One: Yeah, well, I was thinking, maybe the first thing I’d do is tell your cousin to take off that stupid mask of his.

Level-One reaches up to Rorschach’s face, but Crazyman quickly raises a hand to stop him.

Crazyman: I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Level, unless you want to be the first one-handed World Champion.

Level slowly lowers his hand, his contempt for Na Fianna evident on his face. Crazyman doesn’t break eye contact with him.

Crazyman: Now, is there anything else you have to say? Because we have other things to do.

Level-One: There is one thing. Maybe you could explain to me what the hell you meant last week? “I forgive you?” What was that about?

Crazyman takes a step forward, standing toe to toe with the World Champion.

Crazyman: You really want to know?

Level doesn’t back down, standing firm.

Level-One: Yes, I really want to know.

Crazyman: OK, Level, if it means that much to you. You and I have been fighting each other for as long as I can remember. Every step of the way, its been nothing but blood, sweat and tears.

Level-One: Ha, tears for you, maybe!

Crazyman: I thought you wanted an explanation? If you’re gonna crack wise, I won’t waste my time.

Crazyman goes to leave, but Level grabs him by the arm. The two men’s eyes meet, radiating a long-held fury at each other.

Level-One: No, I want to hear what you have to say. Now what did you mean, you forgive me?

Crazyman: I thought it was obvious: I forgive you for taking away my freedom. I forgive you for all the times you dragged my name through the mud. I forgive you for trying to pull me down into hell with ya. You see, I’m done with this bullshit. You can only run head first into a wall so many times before the headache is just too great. So that’s it. It’s over. Congratulations, Level - you win.

A smile breaks out across Level-One’s face.

Level-One: I win? You’re telling me… you give up?

Crazyman: The way I see it, I can go down to hell with you, or I can cut you loose and save my soul. I’m cuttin’ you loose. It’s pretty obvious to me now, after all this time, that you were always a lost cause. And besides, why would I keep trying to save one lost soul, when I have bigger demons to fight?

Level-One: Who’s bigger than the World Champion?

Crazyman: How about the Vice President of the company? All this time, I thought you were the problem. Now that I see you’re just a pawn in Saint’s game, I can direct my attention on him.

Level grows increasingly outraged at being referred to as a “pawn.”

Level-One: Who the hell are you calling a pawn, you mediocre son of a bitch!? You’re the one forced to work for The One Franchise. Me - I am The One Franchise! Saint and I are partners!

Crazyman: Is that why he ran out and interfered in our match, despite you asking him not to?

Level-One: That was a misunderstanding. Saint was just looking out for me. That’s what partners do. I didn’t see Rorschach running to your aid!

Crazyman: That’s because if I ask my cousin to do something, or not do something, he honours my wishes, even if he doesn’t agree with them. You might call that idiocy, but most people call it respect.

Level-One: Respect? He didn't cost me a victory, I'm still world champion. Saint? He respects me.

Crazyman: Sure he does. But what happens when you lose that big gold title of yours? Think he’ll respect you as much then?

Level-One: Well, seeing as how he’ll be there to watch my back, that won't be happening any time soon, so I don’t have to worry about it.

Crazyman slowly shakes his head

Crazyman: You know, it’s a damn shame. Nunez, Maddog, Angel - at least they know what they are. But you? You don’t even realise that all you are is a foot soldier with a fancy belt. But that’s your prerogative. And even though it’s gonna bring this whole brand down, like I said - I forgive you.

Level-One: I don't want or need your forgiveness.

Crazyman: That’s why I’m going to do something I should have done a long time ago.

Level-One: And what’s that?

Crazyman smiles.

Crazyman: Walk away.

Still smiling, he turns and walks away, leaving Level-One to watch Na Fianna as they head down the hall.

(Commercial)

(We come back to see Daniel Cage and Jacob Irons standing in the ring. Saint appears on the tron.)

Saint: Daniel and Jacob you were supposed to go one on one tonight, but instead you get to take on the man. You get a handicap match with Level One!

2v1 Handicap Match
Daniel Cage and Jacob Irons vs Level One
Put You On Game- By Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system, as Level-One steps up on-top of the ramp. Red smoke swirls beneath him, and a string of red and blue pyro shoots up into the air he raises both of his titles high in the air.

Mean Gene: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current 1/2 of the Tag-Team Champions, and the current World Heavyweight Champion...Level-One!!!

Level-One puts both his titles on each-shoulder and slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being booed loudly by the crowd. Level-One stops before eyeing down a fan, mocking the fan in the process. Level-One turns, and climbs up onto the apron. He climbs up turn-buckle, hoisting both titles high in the air. Level-One hops down, and awaits for the fight in-front of him.

(The two men jump the champ, but are right away kicked away. Level One scoops up Daniel and delivers The Darkness Shine! Jacobs gets a low blow and The Level Advance. Level One covers both men

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Winner: Level One

(Fade to the office of VP Saint)



Na Fianna enter the office of Michael Saint, who is sitting in a plush leather chair with his feet up on his desk. He slowly lowers his legs and sits up straight, smiling malevolently.

Crazyman: You wanted us for something?

Michael Saint: Yes, I thought it was time for us to sit down and chat, just my new favourite acolytes and me.

Crazyman: “Acolyte” means we believe what you stand for, and we don’t believe in bullshit.

Saint’s expression turns to one of annoyance.

Saint: Excuse me?

Crazyman: So anyway, you had something to say?

The VP relaxes and sits back in his chair.

Saint: Yes. You know this little six person tag match you’re having tonight?

Crazyman: Vaguely.

Saint: Well, I think you’re going to lose.

Crazyman: I doubt that, considering the waste of TV time you have facing us tonight.

Saint laughs to himself as he gets out of his chair and walks around the desk, looking at Crazyman and Rorschach with that grin back on his face.

Saint: No, you don’t understand. I’m telling you - you’re going to lose tonight. And I know this because, when the bell rings, you’re going to lie down in the ring and let Jesse Nunez pin you.

Crazyman: Now why would I do that? Jesse Nunez is a deluded piece of crap. Did you hear what he said in his promo? He laughs in the face of diversity. You’ve got a friggin’ racist in your team, Mikey! Which is ironic, considering Nunez thinks he’s black.

Saint: First of all, don’t call me Mikey. Secondly, you’re going to do it because I tell you to, and unless you’ve forgotten, I own your contract.

Crazyman’s mood, previously light, suddenly sours.

Crazyman: Believe me, I haven’t forgotten. So, you want us to throw the match?

Saint: Exactly!

Crazyman paces back and forth, and speaks as if thinking aloud.

Crazyman: Well, let me see… throwing the match, letting three of your fools score a win over Na Fianna, screwing over Jason Carpenter… meh, we could do that for… $500,000.

Saint: Excuse me?

Crazyman: Half a million, in cash, right now.

Saint: What are you talking about?

Crazyman; Well, if you want us to throw a match, something we’d never do under any circumstances, we expect to be paid a fair amount!

Saint: I’m not paying you anything! I don’t have to!

Crazyman steps forward, and speaks to Michael Saint as if he was a small child learning a complicated maths equation.

Crazyman: Ah, but you see, Mikey, you do. Let me remind you of the timeline, OK? Three weeks ago, you and your “partner” Level-One offered Na Fianna one million dollars for our services. This was an offer we accepted. It was only after that offer - after the deal was made - that you announced your little stipulation for the World Title match. We were already under contract to The One Franchise. Losing to Level last week simply made the contract exclusive.

Saint: I’m not paying you a penny!

Crazyman snakes an arm around Michael Saint’s shoulder.

Crazyman: Are you telling me that you’re going to breach your contract with us? Because if you aren’t willing to hold up your end of the deal, that would make the contract null and void. And if there’s no contract, there’s no contract for you to hold us. Now tell me, Mikey - what are you gonna do?

Saint: I don’t have half a million dollars in cash.

Crazyman: Then I guess we’re not throwing the match! But hey, that’s all right - as soon as you do have some money, you just call us and we’ll be there. We’re your boys, Mikey - at least until we’ve gotten our million.

Crazyman squeezes Saint’s shoulder tightly and grins.

Crazyman: Oh, Mikey - this is the beginning of a special relationship, I can tell!

Saint: Stop calling me Mikey!

Crazyman slaps him hard on the back.

Crazyman: Sure! Anyway, we’ve got a match to win. We’ll see you later!

Crazyman ambles out of the office, Rorschach close behind. Saint leans up against his desk and watches them leave with a mixture of anger and embarrassment on his face.

(Commercial)

[Michael Saint]

Trios Tournament Semi Final Match
Maddog, Angel, and Jesse Nunez vs Crazyman, Rorschach, and Jason Carpenter

(Open in the ring where we see Maddog.)

Lights go out, Angel's theme music 'Dont'cha' by The Pussycat Dolls fills the arena. Angel comes out and stands at the top of the ramp next to her bodyguard Grant. She raised her arms above her head into an 'x' as firewords crisscross in front of her. Then they walk down the ramp, Angel shaking hands with all her fans. Once they get to the ring, Grant walks up the steps before her, openes up the ropes for Angel to enter the ring. Once inside the ring she walks over to one of the corner climbs up the ropes and pumps her fists in the air.

Basic Thugonomics Remix" begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering.

So, you think you're untouchable?

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

People watching at home see Jesse's titantron playing on their screen for a few moments. Then it returns to the stage area and Jesse is standing there looking down at his feet with his forearms crossed in front of him. He stands there for a few moments as then Jesse lifts his head up and gives a smirk as he then puts his arms in the air doing the “Word Life” hands as the fans cheer. The camera zooms out from the rafters to show the whole arena on their feet. The camera then zooms back in front of Jesse. Jesse is wearing his black "The Prodigy" t-shirt with a chain with dog tags around his neck. He also has on a black hat on his head. The hat reads "The Prodigy" on the front and his name on the back, the hat is tilted slightly to the right of his head so that is barely covering over his right eye but he could still see and you could still see his eye barely. Every time the song starts to scratch, Jesse does the “You Can’t See Me” wave.

Jesse Nunez:
Whether fightin’ or spittin’ my discipline is unforgivin’
Had you down for the count, another time re-livin’
I am the face of wrestlin‘, know the name
There ain’t no time for restin’, got to play the game
Enter my state of mind to see where my life be
Now take the hate in my life and times it by three
Take the hint kid, I ain’t gonna back down
You hear my theme playin’ its time for Smackdown
I’m takin’ the E.W.C by force
You face me I’ll show you no remorse
Call me Brawl’s franchise player there’s no stoppin’ me
Thug KoneXion, Force, there ain’t no toppin’ me
Cold blooded killer in the heat of the night
“You Can’t See Me” kid I’m out of yo’ sight
The Champ is back yo’ whole label is whack,
Matter of fact, take yo’ ---- and take yo’ ass to the back

Jesse has the "Word Life" fingers in the air going down the ramp toward the ring.

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing 240 lbs. From Phoenix, Arizona, Jesse "The Prodigy" Nuñez!

Jesse looks around the stadium and sees everybody cheering him around the arena. Jesse then runs and slides into the ring. He slides into the ring. As he stands up he looks around at the fans once more. Jesse walks to the furthest turnbuckle away from him as he climbs to the middle turnbuckle he puts the "Word Life" fingers in the air holding it in both hands, as he does gold sparks fall from the rafters around the ring. Jesse jumps down as the sparks continue to fall, he does the same on the opposite turnbuckle, the sparks end. Jesse then takes his hat off and throws it into the crowd. He also takes off his t-shirt and throws it at the opposite side of the crowd. He walks over to the furthest turnbuckle and he begins to throw punches to get himself warmed up. He then takes off his chain with the dog tags on it and hands it to someone at ringside. His theme music begins to die off.

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

As Becoming The Bull hits. Jason waits behind the stage, waiting for the song to really kick it into gear. As the guitar riffs start to wail, Jason walks out on stage. He raises his arms out to the crowd, and points toward the ring, as he does, the ramp down to the stage erupts in flame.

The fire dies down, and small puffs of flame escape all over the stage, Jason begins to walk down the ramp, He high fives a few fans as he goes down. He hops up the stairs to the ring, and points up to the second floor as he enters. Once in the rings, he walks around for a bit before, smiling and getting down on his knees. Jason bows before the crowd, before sliding out to await his opponent

The lights go out, leaving the arena in darkness as a monstrous roar rings out across the PA. As Godzilla's theme builds in volume and intensity, pale spotlights illuminate the ring. One spotlight shines upon the stage, gradually revealing the figure of Rorschach. He walks down to the ring, head slightly bowed, each step slow and deliberate. Upon reaching the ring, Rorschach carefully removes his coat and hat, and hangs them from a ring post. He climbs into the ring and rolls his head, clenching and unclenching his fists as he waits for the bell.

The intro of Fugazi's "Margin Walker" rings out over the PA. Flashes of light illuminate the arena as a plethora of weapons and foreign objects are thrown through the curtain and out onto the stage. As Guy Picciotto's desperate vocals play out, a ball of fire explodes into the air and Crazyman bursts through the curtain wildeyed and raging. He stops for a moment to survey the scene in front of him, an arena of EWC fans baying for blood. He marches down to the ring, grabbing a weapon in each hand as he walks through the mess in front of him. Upon reaching the ring, he launches the weapons over the top rope and rolls quickly inside. Slowly he gets to his feet, and paces the squared circle, head down, smacking his face to get his blood flowing.


(The bell rings and the match is underway. Carpenter and Maddog are starting off for their teams. Carpenter grabs a side headlock right away and puts Maddog down on the mat. Maddog gets to his feet and hits some elbows to break the hold up. Maddog hits the ropes and takes down Carpenter with a shoulder block. Maddog with a standing senton before going over and tagging in Angel. Angel comes off the top with a crossbody, but Carpenter catches her and plants her with a DDT. Tag to Rorschach who comes in and stomps on his downed opponent. Rorchach picks up Angel who gets away and then hits a running forarm to the face. Rorchach up and get dropkicked to no effect. Same move with the same outcome. Angel goes to put on a headlock, but the big man just throws her back into her corner.)

Khan: Rorschach over powering out there.

Madden: What did you expect?

(Angel tags in Jesse to the match. Rorschach comes over and Jesse tells him to back off before pointing at Crazyman. Rorschach tags in Crazyman and he goes nose to nose with Jesse. Crazyman with a right and Jesse answers back with one of his own. The two men are staring one another down. Both hit the ropes and come back with shoulder blocks, but neither of them hit the ground. They go for the same thing, but this time Jesse moves and then gives Crazyman a neckbreaker. Crazyman up and hits a snapmare followed by a kick to the spine of Jesse. Crazyman goes to whip Jesse to the turnbuckle, but he reverses. Jesse charges into a boot from Crazyman. Crazyman goes for a clothesline, but Jesse catches him and sets up for The Ressurection, but Crazyman hits some elbows and gets out of the move.)

Khan: These two lighting it up out there.

Madden: Two top guys.

(Crazyman charges Jesse again, but gets a stiff right hand for his troubles. Jesse tags in Maddog who goes up top. Maddog goes for a flying elbow drop, but Crazyman rolls out of the way. Tag to Rorschach who comes in and about takes the head off of Maddog with a clothesline. Maddog begs off Rorschach as Angel gets behind him. Maddog up and hits Rorschach with a dropkick at Angel clips his knee. Maddog drags Rorschach to his corner and officially tags Angel into the match. Angel lays in some stomps to Rorschach and goes for a cover, but does not get a two count before the kick out. Angel tags Maddog back into the match and he gets kicked in the face by Rorschach. Rorschach goes over and tags Carpenter into the match. Carpenter hits the ropes and drops a leg on the back of Maddog's head. Cover

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kickout by Maddog)

Khan: First cover of the mat and first kick out.

Madden: Maddog needs a good showing here.

(Carpenter goes to pick up Maddog who hits him low before tagging Jesse into the match. Jesse with a scoop and a slam to Carpenter. Jesse goes for a back suplex, but Carpenter gets out of it. Carpenter with the tag to Crazyman. Crazyman in and hits a springboard spin kick. Crazyman with a series of kicks to Jesse before taking him down a big haymaker. Crazyman goes up top and leaps off with The Flying Elbow Drop, but Jesse gets out of the way. Crazyman goes for a Superkick, but his leg is caught by Jesse who trips him up and locks in The PHX! Crazyman is able to get to the ropes to break the hold though and a loss is averted for now. Both men up and Crazyman dropkicks Jesse over the top rope. Crazyman tags in Carpenter before running to the ropes and hitting a suicide dive onto Jesse.)

Khan: Crazyman taking out Jesse

Madden: Best bet as he is the best on the other team it would seem.

(Crazyman throws Jesse back in the ring and Carpenter covers

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kickout by Jesse. Carpenter picks up Jesse who gets behing him and hits The 602!!!!!!!!!!!! Jesse with the cover

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broken up by Rorschach. Jesse with the tag to Angel who comes in and goes for Heaven's Gate on Carpenter, but Rorschach levels her with a boot to the face. )

Khan: It has totally broken down here.

Madden: You knew it was going to happen some time.

(Angel tags Maddog in as Carpenter gets the tag to Crazyman. Jesse gets kicked off the apron by Rorschach and Angel is taken out by Carpenter. Carpenter with an inverted DDT on Maddog as Crazyman goes up top. FLYING ELBOW DROP to MAddog!!!!!!!!!!! cover

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Winners: Crazyman, Rorschach, and Jason Carpenter

(Put You on Game- by Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system, as Level-One steps up on-top of the ramp, with Michael Saint following behind. Level-One microphone in hand gets ready to speak, but the boo of the crowd his deafening. Level-One & Michael Saint shake there heads in disgust, before Level-One finally looses it)

Level-One: Shut your mouth you pigs!

(The crowd boos even louder, which Level-One simply ignores pointing down at the ring in anger, where Na Fianna and Jason Carpenter watch on)

Level-One: Congratulations! Somewhere in this opening speech; I’m supposed to give a fuck, unfortunately I just don’t know where. So I’m just going to skip that part, and say what I have to say.

Your victory tonight, proves nothing! As a matter of fact? I’m not even aligned with those three—Michael Saint is. Unfortunately, Michael Saint’s money is largely invested in ‘’The One Franchise’’ And sometimes, when the price is large enough? It can buy out the souls and services of others.

Michael Saint still holds the 1 million dollar case. Crazy Man, you and your cousin will not receive this money, until you fulfill your contract agreement. The contract which says, we own you two? Yeah, that one.

While you maybe all giddy over my next title defense, seeing as you couldn’t beat me…AGAIN! I will retain my world heavyweight title against El Chupacabra. And trust me? When I do just that at Scars and Stripes? It will be on your two hands.

(The crowd boos once again. Level-One drops the microphone on the ramp, before slowly backing up the ramp, Michael Saint with a large grin across his face. Both walk through the curtains, leaving Na Fianna and Jason Carpenter to look on confused)

Khan: What was that all about?

Madden: I don’t quite know. But I think Level-One has an elaborate plan under his sleeve, and chances are—if it means winning the match, he will reveal it and put it into play.

(Open backstage)

Mark Madden: Chupa! Chupa! What do you think about what happened in that ring a moment ago?

Chupa: I think that it is a last ditch effort by a man who knows that he is outmatched in every possible way. Now please get out of my way. I am already EWC's top wrestler. Last week I was EWC's best ref. This week in the main event. I will be EWC's best Color Commentary Man.

(commercial)

[Michael Saint]

(Open backstage where we see Jesse Nunez in the office of VP Saint.)

Jesse: I am fed up with him Saint. He is holding me back. I want you to drop the dead weight or I will walk.

Saint: Jesse you are getting a US Title shot and what happened tonight I blame on Na Fianna. Give him one more chance.

(Lena walks in.)

Lena: Yes I agree with our VP. Everyone deserves another chance. That is why next week Jesse Nunez and Maddog will take on Beth Harte and Amy Rosen in our Main Event.

Jesse: Come on that is shit.

Lena: I thought you could carry anyone Jesse.

Jesse: FINE! Fuck you Lena you can have your match, but I will not stand for this shit.

(Fade to the ring.)


[glow=limegreen,2,300]Unites States Championship Match[/glow]
Amy Rosen vs Beth HArte(c)

She Blinded Me With SCIENCE!

Amy Rosen strolls casually out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage. Amy looks up into the lights with her eyes closed as if she expects the crowd to begin throwing roses at her feet. When she looks down and sees nothing there, she just sort of shrugs and strolls inattentively down to the ring.

SCIENCE!

There is an explosion of pyros, which you wouldn’t know by looking at Amy, who seems as if she hadn’t even noticed, before walking up the steels steps and getting into the ring. Amy looks around as if finally realizing where she is, and finally prepares herself for the match, waiting for her opponent to make their entrance.

Beth makes her way to the ring, waving to the fans, and then slides into the ring and stands on the far turnbuckle and raises her arms.


(The bell rings and the two friends shake hands in the center of the ring. We get a lock up and a go behind by Amy. Amy into a side headlock and grounds Beth. Beth with a kick out of the move. Beth behind Amy into a cravate hold. Amy with a couple elbows to break up the hold. Amy with a boot and goes for a suplex, but Beth gets out. Beth goes for a back suplex, but Amy is able to back flip out of that. Amy goes for a hip toss, but Beth lands on her feet. Beth goes for a russian leg sweep, but Amy is able to block. Finally some one is able to connect when Amy gives Beth a double leg take down into a leg bar submission hold. Beth is able to use her free leg to kick at Amy and get her off. Beth is up and hits a dropkick to Amy that sends her to the mat. )

Khan: Two evenly matched competitors here.

Madden: And two friends. How long can they stay friends when titles are involved.

Chupa: A very long time. Beth is the future of EWC. Amy is a good friend of mine. Amy spend a lot of time with another friend of mine Romeo Medina. I am sure some of him had to rub off on her.

(Amy up and Beth goes for a clothesline, but Amy ducks under and grabs the neck of Beth before dropping her with a hangmen's neckbreaker. Amy goes back to the legs of Beth and starts to kick away at them. Amy goes for a figure four leg lock, but Beth kicks her off. Both up and Beth with a boot followed up by an ace crusher. Beth drags Amy to a corner and goes for The Harte Attack, but Amy rolls out of her way and Beth is able to land on her feet. Amy with a reverse hurricanranna into a single leg boston crab hold. Beth is already falling prey to the genius of Dr. Rosen, but she is able to get to the ropes and break the hold before amy can do any long term damage to her. Both are up and Beth is able to fend off Amy with a series of european uppercuts.)

Khan: Beth fighting for her life.

Madden: Her title.

Chupa: For respect. Neither would intentionally hurt the other. Beth is relying on instinct, which is something that will serve her well in this match.

(Beth gets the feeling back in her leg. The two lock up again and Beth with a drop toe hold. Beth stands on the back of Amy and then hits a standing moonsault to her. Amy grabs her back as Beth attempts to roll her over. Beth is unsuccessful as soon as she gets close enough Amy grabs her leg and starts to wrench on it. Beth gets free. Amy goes for a knee breaker, but Beth is able to reverse into a sunset flip!

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kickout by Amy. Amy up and dropkicks the knee of Beth. Beth is on one knee and Amy charges. Eureka!!!!!!!! Its over!

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Beth kicks out of the move!)

Khan: Beth kicks out!

Madden: She has a lot of fight in her.

Chupa: You two are way too quick to doubt both of these ladies. I saw that coming a mile away. Beth is not finished yet and neither is Amy.

(Amy is up and signals that she is going to go for another Eureka. Amy gets a start, but this time she is caught by Beth into a powerbomb!!!!!!!!!! Beth crawls towards her opponent. Beth gets an arm over Amy!

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Amy with a foot on the ropes. Beth drags Amy to the corner. Beth up top and Harte Attack!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Amy kicks out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: Amy gets out now.

Madden: What will it take?

Chupa: Nothing short of the hand of your so called "God"

(Beth gets up and Amy is right behind her. Amy looks to be in a trance. Amy with a forearm. A second. A third. A fourth. Amy backs up and kicks Beth in the face. Beth pops up and tells Amy to give her another shot. Amy goes for another, but Beth moves out of the way allowing Beth to connect with an inverted DDT. Beth on the apron and goes for a springboard 450 splash, but Amy rolls out of the way and Beth hits her knee bad. Amy grabs the legs of Beth and drags her to the center of the ring. Beth goes for a Sharpshooter, but Beth is not letting her get it in. Amy keeps trying and Beth sends her down. Beth up and charges Amy. Miniature Disaster!!!!!!!!!!!! Beth's signature submission Hold is on her opponent! Amy can't get to the ropes, but refuses to tap out to Beth. Amy throws all of her weight back. Amy up right away and Sharpshooter!!!!!!!!)

Khan: Amy has it on!

Madden: Beth is hurt she has to give in!

Chupa: Beth will never tap out. She will pass out first.

(Amy has the hold on and Beth reaches out to the ropes. Beth is getting close, but Amy drags her back to the center of the ring. Looks like Beth is going to pass out

Hand drops once!


Hand drops twice!



NO Beth uses her arms to walk herself to the ropes and break the hold!!!!! Amy goes to drag her back, but Beth gets to her feet and hits an enzugiri kick! Amy is down. Beth drags Amy to a corner again. Beth up top and goes for The Harte Attack, but Amy rolls out of the way. Beth lands on her feet, but right away collapses to one knee. Amy can see her target. Eureka to the back of Beth's head!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Winner and NEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION: Amy Rosen!!!!!!!

(Amy helps her friend up and Chupa comes to the ring with the US Title handing it to Amy. Chupa raises the hands of both ladies and they celebrate as we fade out.)


_{Short Results
Douglas Def Sandman
El Chupacabra Def Laura and Serial Killer
Le Torche Def The Beast
Level One Def Daniel Cage and Jacob Irons
Na Fianna/Carpenter Def Maddog/Angel/Nunez
Amy Rosen Def Beth Harte}