FN'R/SNR Kingston, Jamaica - 8/8/2008 #340

[Michael Saint]

Rush will go here

[Michael Saint]

(The show opens as *Lights in the arena go out*

*House of the Rising Sun by The Animals hits on the PA as Michael Saint starts to make his way to the ring with a white spotlight shinning on him. *

Announcer: From Los Angeles, California weighing in at one-hundred and seventy-five pounds. He is the EwC Vice President and The Franchise Michael Saint!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Saint enters the ring and walks to the center before taking a knee. Saint puts out his arms looking on at the crowd.*

Saint: Jamaica!

(No reaction)

Saint: Ok I guess the crowd is a bit hostile tonight. I am here now to call the bluff of my brother. He claims a man was going to be here and I doubt it.

(Saint moves his suit open a bit to show he is wearing the KCW Undisputed Championship)

Saint: It all centers around this. My belt that I now own. I have a match next week and Amy Rosen wants it to be a title match. Me I do not give out title shots like that. I am willing to be nice though. She can have a title match. Yes Amy you get a US Title Match. You get to defend your title against Michael Saint. I hope you are happy now.

(Saint starts to leave and Paranoid by Black Sabbath hits on the PA and out comes fomer KCW Owner PJ Walker!)

PJ Walker: You know in the time KCW has been gone it is nice to see that your ego is still bigger than ever Michael.

Saint: What are you doing here? This is my show!

PJ Walker: True, but you own my belt. I am the man who gave you the shot as champion. Now I am going to call for a defense.

Saint: What!

PJ Walker: Next week on your show. You will be defending your title against Amy Rosen in your match!

Saint: NO! You can't do that.

PJ Walker: I am afraid I can and I just did.

Saint: You will regret this PJ I swear you will.

(Saint stares at Walker as we got to commecial)

Opener

Beth Harte vs Justin Slade

Video Starts to play with music, showing "The Suplexin' King" Justin Slade. Then shows him doing his finishers and different suplxes.
Entrance Stage - Coming out real cocky with a Kurt Angle type entrance with smoke the pyro and everything.
Ramp: Walking down the ramp cocky, taunting the fans.
Back to video.
In-Ring: Does the Kurt Angle spin. Then goes to the ring post and does taunts the fans with a mimic of a suplex and yells "I'm The Suplexin King!"

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.

(Slade charges, but Beth with a DDT. Beth to a corner and Harte Attack!

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Winner: Beth Harte

(Commecial)

](The camera fades in to Michael Saint’s office. Methodically, Saint paces back and forth, as a knock is heard on the door. Suddenly it’s pushed open, its Crazy Man. Crazy Man casually walks towards, Saint)

Crazy Man: You rang?

(Michael Saint strokes his chin, before nodding his head)

Michael Saint: Yes, I did. You work for me remember?

Crazy Man: I couldn’t forget to be honest.

Michael Saint: Well that’s great then. You see, today is a special day for Level-One. It’s his birthday. And seeing how he’s top talent on my show, he will be rewarded with a celebration. For his hard work and efforts.

Crazy Man: Do you mean cheating and manipulation? I shouldn’t expect a party for myself anytime soon now, should I?

(Michael Saint shoots a look of disgust towards Crazy Man, before holding his frustration in and continuing on)

Michael Saint: Listen, you smart ass. You work for me, do you remember that? I am demanding you to head over to the nearest store, and pick up some decorations, a cake, and a birthday card. The stage hands, have lost what I had prepared for him.

Crazy Man: They lost it? You mean, they lost in on purpose?

Michael Saint: I’m done with you. Get over to the store, and pick up what I’ve requested, or you will not receive the reminder of my money. Do you understand?

(Crazy Man stops, before padding Michael Saint on his shoulder. Pointing behind him, the now half empty case of money remains)

Crazy Man: Sure, I’ll pick up whatever you want tonight. But one day? That money is going to run out, and there’s not much you can bribe me with after that. See you later.

(Crazy Man smiles before padding Michael Saint softly on his shoulders, before turning away and walking out. Michael Saint, sighs deeply as the scene fades out)

[Michael Saint]

Crazyman is stretching in preparation for his match later tonight as Amy Rosen comes bounding down the hall.

Rosen: Crazyman!

Crazyman sighs and turns around to face her.

Crazyman: What?

Amy raises her hands defensively.

Rosen: OK, don’t try to beat me up or anything.

Crazyman: I’m not gonna beat you up. I didn’t even want to look at you after what you said about the Browns. Besides, even if I did want to beat you up, what could you really do about it?

Rosen: I dunno. Tell on you.

Crazyman: Tell who?

Rosen: Um… Link?

Crazyman: What, so he can insult me and then run off to another TV show before I can catch him?

Rosen: Look, I’m not hear to talk about the Browns… who still suck.

Crazyman: Hey!

Rosen: I’m here to ask if you got your invitation to the wedding?

Crazyman: Yeah, I got it.

Rosen: Cool how it could talk, huh?

Crazyman: It made fun of my weight…

Rosen: That would have been the artificial intelligence.

Crazyman: Then it exploded in my hand.

Amy nods.

Rosen: Yeah, those invitations will do that.

Crazyman: The doctors thought I was gonna need skin grafts.

Rosen: But you won’t! Anyway, I hope you’ll be able to come.

Crazyman: Yeah, I’ll be there.

Rosen: Oh, and bring a present, or I’ll kill you!

There is an uncomfortable silence before Amy starts laughing out loud. Crazyman eventually joins in, though it’s clear to see that it’s uneasy laughter.

Rosen: But no, seriously, come empty-handed and I’ll kill you.

Crazyman: O…K… Well, look who’s comin’…

Level-One walks by, stopping next to Crazyman and Amy Rosen.

Level-One: Hello, bitches.

Rosen: Hey Level. Thought you’d show up for own show rather than invade everyone else’s, huh?

Level-One: Someone’s got to keep ratings up around here. It’s not like you two are much help.

Crazyman: Congratulations on reaching the final of the Experts tournament.

Level-One: Like it was ever in doubt! It feels good wrestling on a show where I don’t have to share the spotlight with you and your little friend here.

Amy jabs him in the chest with her finger.

Rosen: Hey! He’s not my friend, buddy!

Level-One: You’re not my buddy, guy!

Crazyman: She’s not your guy, friend!

Level-One: You’re not my friend, buddy!

Crazyman: You’re not my buddy, guy!

Level-One: I’m not your guy, friend!

Rosen: We’re not your friend, buddy!

Level-One throws his hands into the air.

Level-One: To hell with you two!

He storms off.

Rosen: Stupid Canadians…

Rosen marches off the other way. Crazyman sighs and shakes his head.

Crazyman: I am no longer the craziest person in this company.

Singles Match

Level-One Vs Mike Corral


The lights in the arena die out as a lone voice is heard over the PA System.

"Just how deep do you believe?

Will you bite the hand that feeds?"

"The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nails begins to play as Mike Corral steps through the curtains. Corral makes his down to the ring, avoiding outstretched hands on his way and talking all the time.

Ann Ouncer: The following match is scheduled for one fall! First, currently residing in San Diego, California, and weighing in tonight at 235lbs, "The Prophecy" Mike Corral!

Corral gets to ringside and looks inside the ring before sliding underneath the bottom ropes. Corral quickly hops up and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, holding his arm high in the air. Corral then hops off and heads to the other turnbuckle, looking out to the fans. Corral starts yelling at the fans, screaming that this is his time to shine. Corral jumps off and begins to stretch, preparing for his opponent.

"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 his title high in the air.

Ann Ouncer: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is 1/2 of the current Tag-Team Champions...Level-One!!!

Level-One puts his title on his 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 onto the turn-buckle, hoisting his belt high in the air. Level-One hops down, and awaits for the fight in front of him.

Kahn: A big opportunity here for Mike Corral to regain some momentum after his disappointing loss last week.

Madden: Being on Brawl has made Corral weak! He needs an opponent like Level-One to toughen him up!

The bell rings and Corral wastes no time going for a collar and elbow tie-up, but Level-One uses his weight advantage to overpower Corral and push him into the corner. The referee moves in to break the competitors up, and Level steps away, but not before catching Mike with a right jab to the face. Corral rubs his jaw and steps back out of the corner. He walks right up to Level and slaps him across the face. Level-One replies with a shot of his own. Both men trade hard blows to the head before Level gains the advantage. He whips Corral into the ropes and takes him down on the way back with a powerful spinebuster. Level makes a cover.

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Corral kicks out.

Kahn: The former World Champion wants to finish this one early, but Corral still has life in him.

Madden: If Level-One has his way, that won’t be the case for much longer!

Level-One stomps on the head and chest of Corral, who rolls away to the ropes. The referee holds Level-One off as Corral gets back to his feet, but Mike turns around into a vicious clothesline from Level that throws him over the ropes and to the floor! Level-One raises his hands in triumph as the fans boo loudly.

Kahn: Corral hit the floor hard!

Madden: He landed head first on the outside, and I don’t think that’s gonna help him win this match!

Level-One jumps out of the ring and picks Corral up off the floor. He slams Mike’s head into the crowd barrier before tossing him into the nearest ring post. Corral’s head slams off the metal post and he hits the ground hard. Level-One picks him up again, this time dropping him with a big snap suplex on the outside! Pain is etched into Mike Corral’s face as Level throws him back into the ring and makes a cover.

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Corral gets a shoulder up!

Kahn: Mike Corral is surviving, but you have to ask for how much longer?

Madden: He’s in there with one of the best wrestlers in the world today, Kahn. That he’s gone this long is testament to his toughness.

Level-One hits the canvas with his fist, annoyed that he hasn’t been able to put Corral away yet. He pulls Mike to his feet before setting him up for a power bomb. But Corral attacks Level with a flurry of punches and reverses the move into a hurricanrana! Both men get to their feet and Level tastes Corral’s boot when mike knocks him down with a gamengiri!

Kahn: Corral almost took Level-One’s head clean off!

Corral crawls over to the former World Champion and makes a cover.

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WINNER: LEVEL-ONE

(Level-One’s music hits, as he raises his hands in-victory over the fallen Mike Corral. Picking him up, he tosses him out of the ring. Appearing the head through the ropes, Michael Saint’s music hits, the crowd boos)

Crowd: Saint, sucks! Saint, sucks! Saint, sucks!

Khan: What’s going on here?

(Michael Saint appears on the top of the ramp, microphone in hand. Behind him stage hands, dressed in white, wheel down a small cart down the ring. Michael Saint sporting a wide grin, begins his speech)

Michael Saint: Level-One, my friend. This week end is your birthday. And I figured, you being the great competitor are, a great friend, and an over all great guy, I’d throw this party for you. Now, I know it’s nothing big. But we’ll save the big partying, and heavy drinking for the weekend. You know what I mean? For now though, let’s get this celebration started!

(Michael Saint begins to walk down to the ring, as Level-One lowers his mask in a humble showing)

Madden: This is really nice of Saint. Throwing a birthday party for the former champion, it just shows you how much of a great guy Michael Saint is.

Khan: I’d disagree, but I think I want to keep my job a little longer.

(Michael Saint gets into the ring, as the stage hands carry the birthday cake into the ring. Level-one watches it all on, sporting a smile across his face)

Michael Saint: Now, Level. It was kind of hard finding you any friends to show up…

(Level-One caught off guard, raises his hands in frustration as the crowd laughs on. Michael Saint, raises his hands pleading for him to understand)

Michael Saint: No, don’t take it like that. I mean, it was just hard. The guys in the back, felt as if they weren’t worthy to be on this occasion at hand, so they had to opt out. I don’t blame them, your better than them all.

Crowd: You suck, you suck, you suck!

(Level-One smiles nodding his head, while shrugging his shoulders. Michael Saint continues on)

Michael Saint: Still, have two men backstage who wanted to share this moment with you. In fact they begged, and kicked up their feet, just to step in the ring with you once more. Crazy Man, and Rorschach get your asses out here!

(Crazy Man music hits, as he makes his way down to the top of the ramp with Rorschach. Carrying a dollar store bag in their hands, they slowly march down the ring, to the pleasure of the crowd. Rorschach climbs over the top rope, while Crazy Man rolls under the bottom rope. Crazy Man, with a microphone in hand)

Crazy Man: Hey, Level!

(Crazy Man taunts Level-One, who threatens an attack warning Saint, who does his best to hold him back. Michael Saint calls for decorations, as Crazy Man and Rorschach hand over the plastic bags. Saint goes through the bags, pulling object one by one. Saint pulls out, a plastic whistle holding it up in the air, as the fans cheer on)

Crazy Man: What? A package of 8 was going on sale, I couldn’t pass it up.

(Level-One clenches his teeth in frustration, as Michael Saint continues to pull things out the bag. Next out, he pulls party hats. Extra small)

Crazy Man: Oh, those hats. They fit Level-One’s head, when he walked into the building. His head just got bigger, as time went on. Next time, I’ll take his over sized ego in account.

(The fans cheer on, Crazy Man as he watches on with a serious look on his face. Level-One is fuming, at this point, as Saint pulls yet another thing out the bag. Glow sticks)

Crazy Man: Those? I had no idea how those got in there…

(Michael Saint has had enough, as he grabs his Microphone lifting it to his mouth)

Michael Saint: Do you think this is funny? Did you get anything I asked for?

Crazy Man: Yes, I did. If you would’ve looked through the entire bag you would have found it. I got him a card. And I tell you, they don’t make them the same like they used too.

(Michael Saint grabs the card out of the bag, passing it over to Level-One. Level-One looks at Crazy Man, with rage through his eyes, as he opens it up. Grabbing a microphone, he reads it out loud)

Level-One: (Insert comment here) Insert comment here1? You got me an empty card, with a default comment?

(Level-one rips up the card, and rushes towards Crazy Man, but Saint is able to hold him back. Level-One yells at Crazy Man in frustration, before grabbing hold of Michael Saint’s money case. Saint lets Level-One go, as Level-One charges Crazy Man, who slips through the ropes)

Crazy Man: Pay time!

Crowd: Crazy Man, Crazy Man, Crazy Man.

Michael Saints: That’s my money! Your stealing my money, security!

(Crazy Man opens the case, grabbing a wad of cash. He places the rest on the ramp, before heading off with Rorschach following close behind. Crazy Man, reaches to the top of the ramp before waving to Level-One)

Crazy Man: Even your paid friends, don’t even like you.

(Crazy Man slams down the microphone, and walks through the curtains, as Level-One leans over the ropes, cursing up a storm. Level-One frustrated turns to Michael Saint, who simply shrugs his shoulders and sigh)

Michael Saint: How about some cake?

(Level-One looks as if he’s about to blow a blood vessel, as he turns his attention to the table kicking it over. Level-One cursing under his breath, hops through the ropes and heads through the crowd. Michael Saint does his best to call his client back, but Level-One does not bother to listen)

Madden: Things didn’t go to well for Level-One here tonight.

Khan: Madden, it’s his birthday, and he’ll cry if he wants too.

Madden: Do you want to die?

Khan: We’ll be back after this break

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[Michael Saint]

TV Title Match
Jason Carpenter vs Crazyman

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 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 two men go to the center of the ring. They are eye to eye with neither man blinking. Carpenter with a punch that knocks down Crazyman. Crazyman up and gets clocked with another punch. Crazyman up and gets dropkicked to the outside by Carpenter. Crazyman is up and Carpenter goes for a front flip over the ropes onto him, but Crazyman gets out of the way. Jason lands on the apron. Jason with an asai moonsault onto Crazyman on the outside. Jason picks up Crazy and throws him back in the ring. Jason over the top with a springboard 450 Splash! Cover



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kickout by Crazy. Both men are up and Crazy with a complete shot on Jason. Crazy goes for the Texas Cloverleaf, but Jason is able to get free before the hold is locked in. Jason rolls to the outside. )

Khan: This is going well. I thought Jason would be blinded by rage.

Madden: Me too, but I guess we are wrong.

( Crazy with a tope con hilo to the outside on Jason. Crazy lays in some boots before throwing Jason back in the ring. Crazy up top and comes off with a splash
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kickout by Jason. Jason up and Crazy with a boot to the gut. Brainbuster!!!!!!!!!! Cover
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kickout by Jason. Crazy is in shock as Jason gets back to his feet with a second wind. Jason lays in some hard chops before taking down Crazy with a firemans carry into a double knee gut buster. Jason goes up top and goes for The Flying Elbow Drop, but Crazy rolls out of the way. Both men are up and Jason with a small package
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kickout. Crazy up and Jason with a flapjack onto the top turnbuckle. Covers 1
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kickout by Crazy again!! )

Khan: That could be bad.

Madden: Yeah Crazyman hit that turnbuckle hard.

( Jason goes to pick up Crazy, but Crazy gets him on his shoulders in a firmens carry and delivers The
Death Valley Driver!!!!! Cover by Crazy it should be over right here.

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Madden: Almost

Khan: He almost won

(Crazyman goes up top for his Flying Elbow, but is crotched by Jason who gives him And Justice For All!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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kickout!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1)

Khan: Desperation almost gets Jason a win

Madden: Crazyman refuses to lose this one.

(Jason grabs the legs of Crazyman and sets up for The Carpenter's Edge!!!!!!!!!!!!! He has it locked in and the champ is in the middle of the ring. Crazyman can't make it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is over Crazyman pushes up with his arms and rolls over Carpetner. Crazyman manuvers around and reverses into The Texas Cloverleaf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Carpenter fights, but eventually taps out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1)

Winner AND STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION: Crazyman!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Carpenter gets to his feet and stares into the eyes of the champion again. Crazyman looks him in the eyes and extends his hand. Carpenter accepts and the two shake hands as we fade to backstage.)

Saint: What the hell is he thinking? Making a title match on my show.

Level One: It is deplorable I swear.

(Saint looks over to see his former KCW Rival Crack Monkey sitting on the floor)

Saint: What the hell are you doing here?

Crack Monkey: Just hanging out. Checking out my new job before I start.

Saint: You think Mac or I would sign you? What a joke.

Level One: Get our of here crack head.

Crack Monkey: Actually it is Crack Monkey and I already got signed.

Saint: By who?

(Lena walks in.)

Lena Katina: Me

Saint: Huh?

Lena Katina: I saw my good buddy sitting at home with no job. He has few talents, but I know he can wrestle so I gave him a job.

Chupa: So now you got another person to deal with in EWC. You fired Scarecrow for no reason now you get Crack Monkey on your show bitch.

Crack Monkey: Yeah bitch. You are a bitch. Your mama was a bitch.

Chupa: Dude he is my bro his mom is my mom.

Crack Monkey: Oops, um do you got the same daddy?

Chupa: No

Crack Monkey: Then his daddy was a bitch.!

Saint: God you are stupid. Have fun on the show, because now you are in the big leagues.

(Saint walks away with L1.)

Crack Monkey: Go away Saint and take the man who lost his balls at Scars and Stripes with you. He would rather go after Na Fianna than the man who beat you. So you lost not only your belt that night you lost your balls!

Chupa: That was great man. You are awesome. Nice to have you here.

Crack Monkey: Good to be here.

(They laugh and Chupa looks at his watch.)

Chupa: Shit

Crack Monkey: What

Chupa: The segment went short. We need to buy time! Hurry think of something. We need filler

Crack Monkey: I got nothing

Chupa: Um...........Um..........................Um

Crack Monkey: Wait I got something.............Ladies and Gentlemen Mr Conway Twitty



Commercial

[Michael Saint]

Amy Rosen vs Jesse Nunez

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.

"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


(The bell rings and both people got to the center of the ring. Amy calls for the lock up and Jesse has no problem doing that. Jesse tosses Amy off like she is nothing and flexes. Amy gets to her feet and acts like she is going to go in for another lock up, but instead gets behind Jesse. Amy goes for the take down, but Jesse does not budge. Jesse elbows Amy and gets free. Jesse picks up and slams Amy easily. Amy to her feet and gets another slam for her trouble. Jesse grabs Amy and presses her over his head before slamming her hard down to the mat. Amy stands up and Jesse once again throws her like a rag doll. Jesse stands over and starts to laugh at the US champion thinking that he has this match in the palm of his hand.)

Khan: Jesse is confident.

Madden: Too much if you ask me.

(Jesse goes for another press slam, but this time Amy rakes his eyes to get out. Amy off the ropes and comes back with a leaping clothesline that sends Jesse down. Jesse is back up and Amy with a hiptoss. Amy picks up Jesse and slams him to the mat this time. Amy hits the ropes and comes back with a perfectly placed knee to the head of Jesse. Cover

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kickout by Jesse. Amy slams Jesse again before going for another knee drop, but this time Jesse rolls out of the way. Both are up and Jesse is able to cut off the momentum of the Amy by kicking her in the face.)

Khan: The champ is having problems out there.

Madden: She is fine trust me Amy can do this easy.

( Amy is to her feet and Jesse goes for another kick, but Amy ducks under and sweeps his leg from under him. Amy goes for a figure four, but Jesse kicks her off. Both are up and Amy with a dropkick to the knee of Jesse. Jesse is limping around and Amy with a knee clip. Amy with the leg of Jesse and is able to get him into a half boston crab hold. Amy wrenches on the hold as Jesse is trying to crawl his way to the ropes. Jesse slowly inching his way to the ropes and is finally able to get there to break up the hold. Jesse is up to his feet, but Amy slams him right back down. Amy goes up to the top rope. Amy leaps off with a body press as Jesse stands up. Jesse catches Amy and is able to give her The Resurrection!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: Resurrection!

Madden: We could have a winner here.

(Jesse crawls into a cover

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kickout by Amy!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Both are up and Jesse with a right to Amy. Another. A third. Jesse goes to get Amy on his shoulders again, but Amy knees him in the face. Amy lands on her feet and then leaps up taking over Jesse with a hurricaneranna! Amy hits the ropes and comes back with a tumbling moonsault into a cover!

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kickout by Jesse.)

Khan: Great back and forth here.

Madden: Neither wants to lose here.

(Amy stalks Jesse as he gets up. Jesse is to a knee and Amy goes for Eureka, but Jesse is able to catch her and give her a sitdown powerbomb into a cover



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kickout by Amy again! Jesse look over at the ref and starts to argue with him. Amy from behind with a roll up

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kickout by Jesse! Jesse is to his feet and so is Amy. Jesse with a stiff clothesline that turns his opponent inside out. Jesse picks up Amy and back suplex. Jesse hits the ropes and fist drop! Amy to her feet and Jesse goes to pick her up for The Resurrection, but Amy gets out and Eureka!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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VP Saint pulls the ref out of the ring!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: What a dooche bag.

Madden: That was wrong.

( Saint gets into the ring and Amy is to her feet. Amy and Saint are trading punches with Saint gettin the upper hand. Saint goes for a haymaker, but Amy kicks him low!!!!!!!! Amy goes for Eureka on Saint, but Saint catches her and Franchiser!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Jesse crawls to Amy and covers..... No ref. Saint wakes up the ref and

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kickout by Amy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Khan: No Way

Madden: Its not over!

(Nunez goes for The Ressurection once again, but Amy reverse into a Crucifix roll up

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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Winner: Amy Rosen!

(Fade out)