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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
Live on SPIKE TV and SCI-FI
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
"ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE LAST WEEK! WHAT WILL HAPPEN THIS TIME ROUND? ONLY TIME WILL TELL!"
Live on SPIKE TV and SCI-FI
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
"ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE LAST WEEK! WHAT WILL HAPPEN THIS TIME ROUND? ONLY TIME WILL TELL!"
EWCBRAWL
September 29th, 2008
Live from the Wachovia Centre
Philadelphia, PA
Commentators: Skippy & Joe Aiello
Backstage help: Ace Heart
Pyrotechnics explode all around the ramp in the arena as "The Pretender" by The Foo fighters blasts through the speakers, and the Brawl video segment plays on the Xtreme - Tron. Red fireworks descend down the ramp way and up into the rafters as the crowd go absolutely berserk! The camera scans through the crowd and makes its way to the announcers table.
Skippy: Welcome to another edition of Monday Night Brawl!
Aiello: And after last week's madness, how will things ever be the same again?
Skippy: I don't know Joe, we'll just have to wait and see I guess!
Aiello: I suppose. But anyway, Mene Gene is in the ring, and he's ready to get the first match of the night underway!
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Mene Gene: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a battle of rookie vs. veteran.
Beethoven's “Ode To Joy” blares threw the arena and as the fans begin to react with mostly Lord William’s steps out from behind the curtain and looks around the arena while standing at the top of the stage. Williams is wearing a sequence robe covered in elegant stones on the back of the robe is his name written in old English text. Williams glares at the fans with his signature snobbish sneer and he continues down the ramp. Williams reaches the steps and walks up them, stomping heavily on each before reaching the ring apron. Once Williams reaches the apron he swipes his feet along it cleaning his feet before entering the ring threw the middle rope. Williams walks over the his corner and takes of his robe handing it to a staff member and insisting he take extra good care of it. Williams stretches in the corner while he waits for the match to begin.
Mene Gene: Introducing first from London, England, weighing in at 108.862kgs. He is the quintessential badass and one of the newest acquisitions of Brawl. He is STEVEN WILLIAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lights dim in the building as "This Is It" by Staind comes over the PA as Assassin steps out onto the ramp with his back to the crowd as he has his arms out towards his side. Assassin turns around and with a smile on his face walks down the ramp towards the ring. Assassin shakes hands with several of the fans he passes on his way to the ring as he climbs up onto the apron turning back towards the crowd with a smile. Assassin steps through the middle & top rope climbing into the ring where he removes his ring jacket tossing it outside and begins running the ropes as he waits for the bell.
Mene Gene: And his opponent, from Dallas, TX, weighing in at 265 lbs, he is the Extremist that you all love. ASSASSIN!!!!!!
The ref checks both men thoroughly for foreign objects before calling for the bell.
Skippy: This should be an interesting matchup. Steven Williams had an impressive debut last week and should put up a good fight against Assassin.
Aiello: Who the hell are these guys? I don’t recognize either one of them. Wake me when something exciting happens.
The two big men lock up in the centre of the ring like a couple of bulls battling for position. Williams wins the initial show of strength and lock Assassin in an abdominal stretch. Assassin lands a couple of hard elbows to the ribs of Williams, getting Williams to loosen his grip enough for Assassin to get away. Assassin whips Williams into the ropes and knocks him off his feet with a vicious clothesline. Williams gingerly got to his feet and was met with a fallaway slam in the center of the ring. Assassin smiles as picks up Williams for a belly to belly suplex. Before Assassin could connect with the move, Williams hooked the leg and prevented the suplex. Williams bopped on both sides of the head on the ears, getting Assassin to release the hold.
Skippy: Talk about a battle of brute force. This is going to be intense.
Aiello: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Skippy: Aiello, wake up. You are missing the match.
Aiello: I told you, Orsome, I get to play pitcher tonight and you are catcher.
Skippy: What the hell? *Smacks Aiello* Wake your ass up.
Aiello: What the hell did you do that for? I was having a good dream about having sex with Jade.
Skippy: Yeah, right. I would advise calling the match before you get fired.
Williams and Assassin stalk each other before Assassin charges in for a spear only to be taken off his feet by a double arm DDT from Williams into the corner. Williams starts laying into Assassin with lefts and rights as the ref warns Williams to let Assassin out of the corner.
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The ref steps in between the two wrestlers and pushes Williams back. The ref gets in his face and tells him that if he doesn’t start to listen to the ref, that he is going to be disqualified. Williams pushes past the ref and goes to drag Assassin out of the corner. Assassin went for a boot to a gut but Williams blocked the kick and locked in a Dragon Sleeper DDT. As Assassin slowly got to his feet, Williams climbs the ropes and dives off with a flying clothesline that takes Assassin’s head clean off. Assassin falls to the match unconscious while Williams senses that the end is near. Williams drops to the match and locks in The Williams Stretch. The ref checks Assassin and calls for the bell.
Mene Gene: The winner of this match by submission is the quintessential badass….. STEVEN WILLIAMS!!!!!!
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Skippy: Wow, what an awesome opening match there!
Aiello: I suppose.
Skippy: You are an ass Aiello.
Aiello: Listen, I don't care – I'm bored shitless, and I want to go home ... simple as.
Skippy: Well there's the exit, go nuts!
Aiello: .....
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Goth can be seen sitting in a corner, awaiting the moment that he will be called to go battle once more in the EWC arena where the fans are awaiting him.
Goth: Finally an adversary that has the intellect to speak, finally a man that has knowledge that he thinks before he speaks… that makes it so much more interesting for me to stare into his eyes and watch the story unfold before our bodies… Like poetry in motion as two men wage war inside that ring… pride, integrity and yes even egotistical needs to fill this whole arena and make it worth watching doesn’t it?
Goth grins as he watches his taped hands and lets his fingers touch the tips of either hand
Goth: But even though I appreciate your intellect my dear friend, it is where the appreciation stops and the war begins… the battle that will ensue and the actions have more depth then what mankind can endure, I shall have no intentions of holding back. I have no intentions to cry anymore, tears have flown when I cared for the well being of others… The well being of those who dared to be weak and did not do a single thing to change it…. I have been blinded before, I have been guided to my death by the hands of those who I cared about the most… I know how Caesar must have felt when he spoke the infamous words to his best friend.. E Tu?
His eyes closes, he lets his head slowly fall backwards as he rests against the wall of the locker room and his hair has fallen before his closed eyes
Goth: But its just like that my dear friend, that I have to go through you to reach the next one. Isn’t that sweet, that when you start to think about it… That life isn’t that complicated, your mind is where the complication holds the key to limitations as man itself… I shall walk upon you and I shall not move…. I shall not close my eyes for a few moments to give you the benefit of the doubt… I shall not give you my mercy upon you as I have not received any of you….. I shall give you respect where respect should be given… just don’t cry to me like Nathaniel Broadway when I turn my head and once again speak upon you the truth that needs to be spoken…. I shall warn you my friend, just like I should have done last week… Respect is one thing… The Truth overcomes all… even the respect of those who dare to think I would stand side by side and respect life as they should have done in the past… Those days are over…. And so is yours….
With that Goth hears a knock and a voice calls for his name, he grins as he gets up and walks out of the shot of the camera.
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“The Cross” by Within Temptation blasts across the sound system as smoke fills the arena and two figures walk out onto the stage. Goth walks directly down the ramp, followed by his valet/manager Sapphira. Both are dressed in long black leather coats.
Mean Gene: The following match is scheduled for one fall! First, hailing from Nieuwegein in the Netherlands, and weighing in tonight at 239lbs. Accompanied to the ring by Sapphira, this is Goth!
Goth steps up onto the ring apron before taking Sapphira by the hand and pulling her up to meet him. Once inside the ring, she removes his coat as he stares at the entrance way.
A single throbbing heartbeat is heard pulsating through the speakers as the lights lower to a glowing blue hue. The crowd stands, looking towards the empty entrance with curious definition. The heartbeat is initially faint...pulsating only enough to merit a life force. But suddenly it begins to peak, the thumping growing in succession... echoing through the dense arena as the blue light mimics the heartbeat’s frequency. Suddenly the speakers explode with sound, and purpose trickles down towards the masses.
“I watched you change
Into a fly
I looked away
You were on fire
I watched a change in you
It’s like you never had wings
Now you feel so alive
I’ve watched you change…”
Into a fly
I looked away
You were on fire
I watched a change in you
It’s like you never had wings
Now you feel so alive
I’ve watched you change…”
A series of systematic explosions cascade across the entrance way just as a figure steps forward. The arena lights pull themselves to full capacity and the crowd roars as they see "The Enigma" Shawn Tyree standing with arms outstretched. He roars back towards the crowd and begins making a bee line towards the ring, a single raised fist accompanying the melodic entrance theme swaying the crowd.
Mean Gene: And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, and weighing in tonight at 245lbs! This is “The Enigma” Shawn Tyree!
Tyree slides in the ring and jumps to the top rope, extending both arms once again and tilting his head back as the lights are removed once more, and a single dark blue spotlight gives him purpose.
Skippy: This match has the potential to be a show stealer!
Aiello: No doubt about it! The winner will be rewarded with greater opportunities, more money and maybe even some title shots in the near future! And the loser will have to console himself with a razor blade and some Cure records!
Skippy: Way to accept unorthodox lifestyles, Aiello.
Aiello: I only accept unorthodox lifestyles if both chicks are hot.
Sapphira plants a single kiss on the lips of Goth before climbing out of the ring. Both wrestlers walk towards the centre of the squared circle, neither man breaking eye contact as they stand in silence. Goth says something inaudible to Tyree, who replies with a remark of his own. The war of words continues until “The Enigma” slaps Goth across the face. Goth is momentarily shocked but quickly answers with a slap of his own as the referee calls for the bell. With the match officially under way, Tyree strikes Goth with a stiff punch, and Goth responds in kind. Both men trade blows in the centre of the ring before Goth begins to gain the upper hand. He forces Tyree against the ropes, then whips him across the ring. Tyree ducks a clothesline on the way back, and responds with a shoulder block that puts Goth down. Tyree bounces off the ropes and hops over Goth, who rolls over in an attempt to trip him up. Goth jumps to his feet and avoids a clothesline before catching Tyree with a hip toss. “The Enigma” gets back to his feet, only to be sent back down to the canvas with a body slam.
Skippy: Goth has the advantage over the man formally known as Violator.
Aiello: Tyree has been gone for a while. I think he’s forgotten what kind of competition there is here in the EWC!
Goth pulls Tyree to his feet and shoves him into the nearest corner. He attacks with a series of hard chops to the chest that turn Shawn’s skin bright red. Goth tries to whip Tyree across the ring, but “The Enigma” reverses and sends his opponent crashing into the far corner. Goth has the presence of mind to avoid a splash from Tyree, who hits the turnbuckles hard, before drilling him with a running clothesline.
Skippy: “The Enigma” can’t seem to catch a break in the early going.
Aiello: You gotta think about ring rust, Skippy. We don’t know how long it’s been since Shawn Tyree was in a competitive match.
Goth picks Shawn up before drilling him with a snap suplex and making a cover.
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Tyree kicks out. Goth lifts him to his feet and whips him into the ropes, catching him with a vicious spine buster on the way back. He hooks the leg!
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“The Enigma” kicks out again.
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“The Enigma” kicks out again.
Skippy: Tyree must be feeling the pain right now, but he’s refusing to give up just yet!
Aiello: Well, I don’t think Goth is finished dishing the punishment out!
Looking slightly frustrated, Goth once again picks Shawn up and puts him in position for a powerbomb, but Tyree reverses into a back body drop! Goth quickly gets to his feet, only to feel a boot to the gut and a brutal chop across the chest that sends him back against the ropes. Tyree whips his opponent across the ring, not wasting any time as he follows close behind and hitting Goth with a running dropkick that sends him through the ropes to the outside!
Skippy: Shawn Tyree comes back with some blistering offence!
Aiello: But can he follow up?
Goth is helped to his feet by Sapphira, who stands forward to protect him when “The Enigma” climbs out of the ring to continue his assault. As they trade words, Sapphira quickly steps aside, allowing Goth to land a kick to Tyree’s stomach. Goth tries to smash Shawn’s face against the crowd barrier, but Tyree blocks him, elbows Goth In the ribs and drives his face into the barrier instead. Tyree with an Irish whip that drives Goth back first into the crowd barrier!
Sapphira tries to distract Shawn, but he simply takes one derogatory glance at her and turns back to Goth. Tyree runs towards his opponent, but Goth catches him with a back body drop that sends him over the crowd barrier!
Skippy: They want to take this fight into the crowd!
Aiello: No! These Philly savages will eat them alive!
The referee interjects, telling Goth to get back in the ring or risk a no contest. Goth grabs Tyree by the hair and suplexes him back across the crowd barrier, slamming him onto the hard floor! Shawn grimaces in pain as he tries to get to his feet. Goth picks him up and leads him back towards the ring, rolling him back inside before climbing in. Tyree gets to his hands and knees but only receives a kick to the ribs for his effort. Goth stomps on his downed opponent without mercy, his boots smashing against Shawn’s face and torso. He picks Tyree up and whips him hard into the far corner. Goth runs in for a splash, but Shawn moves out of the way just in time, moving behind Goth and laying him out with a release German suplex! Goth stumbles to his feet but is quickly hoisted into the air and driven back to the canvas with a Death Valley Driver!
Skippy: Shawn Tyree has gotten his second wind, and Goth is in trouble!
Tyree lifts up his opponent’s legs and quickly locks in a sharpshooter! Goth struggles but is unable to break the hold! He screams out in pain as Shawn leans back, increasing pressure on the spine of his opponent. Goth scratches at the canvas, trying desperately to make it to the ropes, but Tyree will not be moved!
Skippy: If Goth doesn’t tap, he may pass out from the pain!
Aiello: Time to decide which is more important - your career or your back?
Goth seems to be fading. The referee checks on him and raises his arm once; it falls to the ground. He raises Goth’s arm a second time, and it falls once more. Before the referee can lift Goth’s arm a third time, Sapphira hops up onto the ring apron!
Skippy: What is she doing?
Aiello: She’s saving her man, that’s what!
The referee runs across the ring to keep Sapphira from climbing in. Tyree releases the hold and walks across the ring. He and Sapphira trade strong words as the referee stands between them to prevent a physical altercation.
Skippy: Tyree needs to keep his mind on the match, and not waste time arguing with Sapphira.
Aiello: That’s the mark of a good manager!
Skippy: What, interfering in a match and giving your client an unfair advantage?
Aiello: Hell yes!
Goth manages to pull himself up to his feet, holding his back as he stumbles forward. He charges forward at Tyree, who manages to see him coming just before he can attack. Shawn ducks a clothesline and Goth manages to stop himself before hitting Sapphira, but turns around into the Kiss of the Dragon! Shawn Tyree with the cover!
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Goth gets a shoulder up!
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Goth gets a shoulder up!
Skippy: The super kick almost takes Goth’s head off, but he manages to kick out!
Shawn climbs to his feet, his face red with anger, then looks towards the near corner. He quickly climbs the turnbuckles and leaps off with a frog splash - but Goth moves! Tyree hits nothing but canvas!
Both men climb slowly to their feet before turning to each other and stepping forward, legs shaky but determined to stay up. Goth lamps Shawn with a hard right. Tyree responds with a shot of his own. They trade blows, raising welts and bruises, neither man faltering.
Skippy: This is a brutal war of attrition! Neither man will quit!
“The Enigma” begins to pull ahead, slamming his fist into the face of Goth again and again. He attempts a whip, but Goth reverses, pulling Shawn into a knee to the gut. Goth grabs his opponent’s head and hits the Goth Drop! He covers!
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KICK OUT!!!!!
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KICK OUT!!!!!
Goth can't believe that Tyree kicked out, and picks him up in frustration, signalling for his finisher again. Goth grabs his opponent’s head and attempts the Goth Drop, but Tyree reverses into the Judgement Day! He covers!
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GOTH KICK OUT!!!
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GOTH KICK OUT!!!
Skippy: I can't believe it!
Aiello: I know – I'm so into this match .... Kind of glad I didn't go home now!
The crowd are going berserk as both Goth and Enigma get to their feet. They are both exhausted, but they are ready to battle on. They pause for a few seconds, and then charge at each other! Fists are flying everywhere, and neither of them are backing down. They end up on the outside of the ring, and start slamming each other with move after move, until they eventually end up at the top of the ramp. The ref starts his count, but they ignore him. They are both bust wide open, but they don't care. They battle backstage, and the ref signals for the bell.
Mene Gene: Ladies and gentlemen, this match has been declared a double count out!
Backstage, Nathaniel Broadway and his security team have turned up on the scene and have finally managed to pry Goth and Tyree apart.
Broadway: Right, that's enough! The match is over, so as from this moment on, you are both to be escorted to your locker rooms, and then escorted out of the arena. I understand your passion, and I realise that your adrenaline is flowing and you just wanna rip each other's heads off – but save it for next time!
Goth and Tyree try to battle through the security guards, but there are to many of them. They eventually give in to the numbers game, and reluctantly do as they were told.
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Skippy: Wow – Nate Broadway doing an excellent job of calming down that volatile situation!
Aiello: Meh ... Should have just let them get on with it.
Skippy: It's all due to the Zero Tolerance policy Joe. He says that NO ONE is above the law, and he plans to make sure it stays that way.
Aiello: We'll see ...
Skippy: I guess we will. Time for a quick break folks.
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