MNB - #404 - LAS VEGAS

[President Mac]

WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL

EPISODE 404

^{Monday Night Brawl is a professional wrestling television program for Extreme Wrestling Corporation (EWC) that currently airs on ESPN, Spike, SkySports, huluPLUS and TSN2 in Canada. The shows name, which is sometimes stylized as MNB, is also used to refer to the Brawl brand, in which EWC employees are assigned to work and perform on that program. The show originally debuted in North America on the CTV & ESPN Network on April 7,1997. It remained there for a number of years until Brawl was moved to SPIKE TV and SYFY. In 2008, the show was moved to Showtime HD, SciFi HD, SkySports and the new TSN2. Since its launch in 1997, Brawl continues to air on Monday nights. Brawl is generally seen as the company's flagship program due to its longer history, higher ratings, and emphasis on pay-per-views. It is the second longest running weekly episodic television show in history}

Live from the Newly Built EWC Stadium in Las Vegas, Nevada

EWC Stadium, is convertible to a concert stage for outdoor concerts, and with field seating, the stadium can hold 52,000 for concerts or 65,000 for a Wrestling event. The architectural design was by Rossetti Architects, architects of Scotiabank Place

EWC BRAWL

July 29, 2013

Live From EWC Stadium in Las Vegas

Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven

Announcer: Jessica Stroup

Head Ref: Earl Hebner

Backstage help: Ace Heart

"We Own It" by 2 Chainz Ft Wiz Khalifa blasts in the Stadium as the show starts off with a video footage detailing historic events over the Monday Night Brawls sixteen year history. 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 and then The Rev all with the World Championship.

A fast cutting montage of the last episode of Brawl now begins to play.

The opening pyros hit and here we go.

The energy in the EWC Stadium is electrifying. Spotlights circle around the arena as the 65,000 fans in the venue are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans


A chant begins of

MNB
MNB
MNB
MNB

Joey Aiello: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us. I'm Joey Aiello, and I'm here, as always, with the infamous Jeremy Piven!

Jeremy Piven: That's right bitch tits, and this week we are coming to you all live from Las Vegas, Nevada baby!!!

Joey Aiello: And I bet you've been enjoying the sights Jeremy.

Jeremy Piven: I won't lie to you Joey, I've been up to my neck in beer, bets and bitches all fucking day, so yes, you could say I've been enjoying the sights!

Joey Aiello: . . . . Ok . . . On with the show . . .

Match One

SPECIAL GUEST REF: Shadow Man

Jay Cee

VS 

David Dreadful

Jessica Stroup: This match is scheduled for one fall and will have Shadow Man as the special referee first, coming to the ring, weighing in at 216 pounds. From Chicago Illinois, "The Outcast" David Drrrreeeeaaaaaadffullllllll

"Quote The Raven" begins to play as the lights flashes. All the eyes are on the stage as we see David Dreadful appear on the stage. His eyes pierce the crowd as they look on. David takes off his black leather jacket and begins to advance toward the ring.

Jessica Stroup: And his opponent, hailing from Devon, England and weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds. "The Elite" JAY CEE!!!

Jay takes his time to get to the bottom. He then walks around the ring, still taking his time. Halfway around the ring he stops, he looks up at the ring and jumps onto the apron. He walks alongside the outside and stands on the second turnbuckle and puts his arms out shouting at the crowd that he is here. Jay then jumps over the ropes landing in the ring. He goes over to the opposite turnbuckle climbing to the second turnbuckle and repeating his pose from the other turnbuckle. After absorbing the atmosphere Jay gets down.

Shadow Man surprisingly makes a quite referee like entrance … well while distributing tacos out to the fans at ringside.

Joey Aiello: Alright here we go, our opening contest is main event calibre. In one corner we’ve got David Dreadful a promising wrestler that has the chance to really prove himself out there. In the other corner, we’ve got the undefeated former world champion Jay Cee. And tonight, we’ve got a special referee in Shadow Man.

Jeremy Piven: Yeah, we heard him peeps, we’ve got 1 and 2 for the Rumble in the Bronx early and I expect that Dreadful is about the get the win of his career.

Shadow Man refuses to start this contest before thoroughly inspecting both wrestlers for foreign objects. There is a bit of delay as Shadow Man insists that Dreadful remove his boots and socks because he suspects they may be loaded with nickels.

Joey Aiello: Shadow Man is spry as ever with that walking cast an he’s really getting into this role. Much to the chagrin of Jay Cee and Dreadful.

Dreadful puts his boots back on as Shadow Man tells Jay Cee that he may have to conduct a cavity search for a hidden baseball bat.

Jeremy Piven: This is wild, Joe.

Jay looks at Shadow with an indignant look and yells at him to just ring the bell. Shadow Man smiles and signals for the contest to finally begin. The two circle, jaw jacking as Shadow Man chats with the fans at ringside. They lock up. Dreadful with a headlock, go behind and then he ducks under Jay’s arm and then snapmares the former world champion to the mat. Dreadful laughs at Jay and asks him if that is all he has got and that he’s in trouble.

Joey Aiello: David is really that cocky going into the opening seconds of the match?

Jeremy Piven: Well he just did get the better of a legend here.

Joey Aiello: I think we’re overstating it here.

Jay shakes it off and they’re both back up, sizing one another up. The crowd suddenly starts to chant Jay’s name and it absolutely infuriates Dreadful. Jay swears he hears Shadow Man’s voice but when he turns around, Shadow is drinking from a water bottle from a cooler under the ring. They try to lock up but Dreadful ducks under and puts on a hammerlock. Waistlock, amateur style take down. He flips Jay over by his arm, Jay kips up and then arm drags Dreadful. Dreadful is back up and walks into a second arm drag takedown. As David gets up again, he takes a dropkick to the chin.

Dreadful is enraged and rolls out of the ring to argue his cage with the referee. Shadow Man listens contently as Dreadful complains about his hair being pulled. Shadow Man confers with a pocket sized EWC rule book and then grabs a microphone…

Shadow Man: Hair pulling is legal for the next 20 minutes!

Jay paces about the ring wondering what bizaro world he has been sucked into. For the third time, Dreadful and Jay lock up. Jay into a side headlock. David pushes Jay into the ropes and then out of the headlock. Jay bounces back with a shoulder tackle. He runs over Dreadful. David is back up. Dreadful tries for something maybe a crossbody but Jay uses his momentum to press his body up over his head and turns it into a gorilla press slam. Dreadful rolls and backs away to the ropes but Jay isn’t a rookie, he follows in and chops him against the ropes repeatedly. Whip into the ropes and Jay puts David into the sky again with a high back body drop.

Joey Aiello: Jay shouldn’t have been able to lay into Dreadful on the ropes like that, what gives?

Jeremy Piven: I figured Dreadful would have gotten a fast three count by now, too.

Shadow Man casually watches the action leaning against a turnbuckle away from the action. Dreadful appeals to Shadow Man about the against the ropes action and Shadow Man says that he had something in his eye just a second ago. Dreadful rolls out of the ring and circles about…trying to think of some way to get into the mindset to upset a Rumble in the Bronx winner.

Jay steps forward to the special referee and is about to bring up something to him about how he is acting when Dreadful sneaks behind with an double axe handle smash to the back of the neck. David replicates putting Jay against the ropes and lays into him with his own knife edge chops. Irish whip, reversal from Jay, but David knocks him down with a spinning back elbow. Dreadful positions Jay for a high risk move and he springboards to the turnbuckle, turns around and hits a swan dive like flying head butt on the former champ. Dreadful is back to his feet and he implores the crowd to boo him.

Joey Aiello: Dreadful by hook or crook has taken this match over. Sneaky but impressive.

Jeremy Piven: Don’t act like Jay hasn’t done it.

Shadow Man checks on Jay’s condition on whether he can continue before stepping away. Within the rules of this match, David yanks on Jay’s short hair to bring him to his feet before knocking the champ back into a corner with a stiff European uppercut. He lifts Jay up so he’s seated on the turnbuckle. David follows up and then shows off with a top rope hurricarana! Dreadful says that’s it and goes for the first cover of the match.

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Jay rolls his shoulder up with a very deliberate methodical count from Shadow Man. Dreadful tells Shadow Man to watch this and count the three. Dreadful grabs an arm of Jay and leads him to the ropes, he springboards off and goes for a hurricarana … but Jay counters with a quick release powerbomb. Jay stumbles away shaking his head and Shadow Man once again is in his face asking him if he’s alright. Jay looks at him quizzically and asks him what the hell is going on and to just call the match.

Joey Aiello: I have to agree with Jay, just call the match, this match has huge implications for either man and Shadow is out there playing games.

Jeremy Piven: Well, duh.

Dreadful uses the ropes to get himself to his feet as he turns around, he gets a superkick to the jaw from Jay. David tumbles between the second and third ropes and to the outside of the ring. Jay looks to jump to the outside into David but his leg catches on the top rope and he tumbles to the outside missing David by a mile. Dreadful looks about and asks himself out loud if this is really a former world champion.

He climbs back into the rope and then as Jay is coming back, he helps him by grabbing onto the hair and pulling him onto the apron. He looks to suplex him back into the ring …

But Jay blocks it… and then lifts Dreadful over his head and drops him outside with a suplex of his own!! Jay tells Dreadful that not only is a former champion but he's the next one, too. Jay rolls the man back into the ring and then uses the apron on the outside to climb to the top turnbuckle. He signals to the crowd for perhaps his J-Sault but David cuts him with a punch to the gut. He runs up the ropes and then armdrags Jay off the top rope! Dreadful tells Shadow Man to get over her and count to three like a good little referee. Dreadful covers...

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Jay kicks out again despite the tight lateral press. David pulls Jay up, Irish whip into the ropes, reversal, Jay tries to lift David in the air again but Dreadful slips behind. Waistlock. Jay tries to back elbow his way out of the hold but Dreadful ducks his head. They’re now in a belly to belly position. Dreadful tries for the obvious suplex but Jay counters with a knee to the gut and tries for a powerbomb. Dreadful slips out of it and tries for a drop toe hold on a charging Jay but the former champ steps over it. Dreadful is behind and goes for a victory roll but the Jay ducks down and lets Dreadful vault over him. Jay cinches up a full nelson and then slams him into the mat! Jay crawls over for the cover …

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Shadow sees Dreadful’s foot on the rope. Jay argues about the count … being too fast!?

Jay: What are you doing, man? This isn’t a game! Just count normally!

Shadow Man: Alright alright #1.


Jay nods and turns around … to see Dreadful diving over him from the top rope into a sunset flip pin.

But Jay has too much momentum and rolls out of the pin, he immediately grabs Dreadful’s legs and locks in the sharpshooter right in the middle of the ring! Dreadful has nowhere to go … and so he has no choice… he taps and Shadow Man calls for the bell.

The winner of this match, The Elite JAY CEE!!

Jessica Stroup: The winner of this match via submission, THE ELITE, JAY CEE!!

Jay lets go of the sharpshooter and Dreadful rolls away to lick his wounds and to fight another day.

Joey Aiello: David looked impressive out there and had a lot to battle. He had to fight Jay Cee and he had to contend with a very strange referee in Shadow Man.

Jeremy Piven: Hey! Hey! Shadow Man, down in front!

Jay turns to see Shadow Man on top of the announcer’s table. Shadow Man rips the referee shirt in two … to reveal a shirt that says “I HEART JAY!” on it.

Joey Aiello: Whoa what does this mean? Is this admiration … or is Shadow Man playing more mind games with entrant #1?

Jay looks on in shock. He doesn't know what to do, so he just turns tail and walks backstage. He heads towards his locker room, but is interrupted by Ace Heart.

Ace Heart: Ladies and Gentlemen I am standing with the man who just defeated David Dreadful and the former EWC champion, the Elite Jay Cee.

The camera pans out and Jay is standing with Ace looking extremely confused.

Ace: Jay congratulations. Yet another win but this time people could argue that Shadow Man played a huge part in your victory.

Ace holds the microphone to Jay.

Jay: Well........umm.........

Jay just can't seem to focus.

Jay: Ace.......

Jay stops for a while trying to think but in the end just shakes his head. He looks at Ace and looks like he is just about to say something but Jay is speechless. Instead he just holds his arms up and shrugs his shoulders before walking away, as Brawl cuts to commercials.

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

Brawl comes back from commercial, and we join EWC GM and co Vice President BDC in his office.

BDC: Good evening EWC! Now I could bore the hell out of you and go to the ring and talk for the next 30 minutes, but the focus of tonight has to be the main event where four teams battle it out for the prestigious EWC Tag Team Titles!

The crowd cheers.

BDC: On top of that, we have EWC Title Week coming up. When we returned, we promised to give you the very best product in the world, and we have lived up to that promise week in and week out! The EWC is THE place to be, and Ashton Daniels and his archaic points of view aside, things have never been better!

A mixture of boos and cheers emanate from the crowd.

BDC: I know, it’s still a mixed point of view, but like it or not, things are changing here in the EWC, and when I get my way, we will be a family orientated show, but I digress. Now before I wish you all a good night, I want to inform you all that Xander Kage collapsed backstage after his win alongside Jay Cee during the return of Friday Night Rampage. He is back in the hospital, and is slowly recovering from a bruised sternum, and broken ribs. He suffered minor internal bleeding, and has asked me to inform his fans that he will be back as soon as humanly possible.

A “Xander Kage” chant begins throughout the arena.

BDC: Thank you for your continued support, and please enjoy the rest of the night.

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Match Two
OPEN CHALLENGE - TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Nick Wadden
VS
Derek Wellings
VS
Mike

The camera zooms in on Joe Ailleo and Jeremy Piven, both of whom are ready for the nights second match.

Joe Aiello: And for our second match of the night, we have the return of one of the most beloved, if not confusing, EWC wrestlers this company has ever seen..MIKE! Jeremy, what do you think about this "Nicest Guy in the World"?

Jeremy Piven: Well, he certainly is a one of a kind character. He hates fights, getting hurt, hell, he doesn't even want to be mean to people! All I know is he's gonna have his hands full with his match tonight.

Joey Aiello: That's an understatement Piven, with Derek Wellings and Nick Wadden at his neck tonight, Mike's gonna need to get mean...and quick!

The arena goes dark as Get Up by Skrillex featuring Korn begins to blare. As the bass hits, Red, Gold and Green lights start flickering around the arena and WADDEN in big letters appear on the screen. Out from the back comes Nick Wadden with a hoody on. He's also wearing long black pants. it reads "Wadden" on the back of his hoody.

Jessica Stroup: This match is a Triple Threat match, and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Fighting out of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 249 lbs. He is "Mr. Legend" Nick Wadden!

Nick begins to walk down the ramp disregarding the crowd as he slides into the ring, removes his hoody and throws it over the top rope.



Derek Wellings makes his entrance to an incredible ovation. His years away from the ring haven't gone ignored as the fans are still behind him.

Jessica Stroup: His opponent, hailing from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 280 lbs. He is "The Airborne Ranger" Derek Wellings!

With a stern face, Derek walks towards the ring. As he hears the crowd, Derek increases his speed and slides in. Then in two movements he hops onto his feet and pounds on his shoulder.

Thrift Shop by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis blares over the loudspeaker. From behind the curtain, Mike calmly makes his way to the ramp, and the crowd goes wild. Mike smiles and waves at the crowd, enjoying the attention from the EWC fans.

Jessica Stroup: And finally, their opponent! Fighting out of Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 215 lbs. of joy, It's MIKE!

Mike slowly makes his way down the ramp, stopping to say hi to each of the fans that call to him. He eventually makes his way to the ring, and, using the stairs, climbs up on the apron and in through the ropes. He walks to the center of the ring and smiles and waves some more. Finally, he makes his way to a unused corner, still smiling, where he prepares for the match.

Jeremy Piven: Man, this dude is STRANGE.

Joe Aiello: Be quiet! The man is one of the most beloved superstars in the EWC, he has earned the respect of the fans and he should have yours too.

Jeremy Piven: Whatever, I'm just afraid he's going to get pounded.

Senior Referee Earl Hebner stands in the center of the ring. He motions towards the timekeeper, and the bell is rung. The match is on! Wadden and Wellings eye each other cautiously, but Mike walks right over to Wellings and sticks his hand out. Wellings looks quite confused as he reaches for Mike's hand. Mike grabs Wellings and and the two share a hand shake. The crowd loves it, whooping and hollering for Mike.

Piven: OK, you have to admit this is a bit weird...I don't think I've ever seen anyone shake hands before beating each other, especially in the EWC.

Joe Aiello: I admit it's unorthodox, but maybe it's a ploy, you know, get in the opponents mind...kill them with kindness.

Mike now makes his way over to Wadden, and attempts to shake his hand. Nick is having none of it, and clocks Mike right in the jaw. Mike falls over, and Wadden sprints towards Wellings. The two begin to trade right hands.

Jeremy Piven: Now this is what I like to see! Rip each other to shreds!

In all of this chaos, Mike manages to roll out of the ring, and catches his breath. He walks over to the announce table, still breathing heavily. As he notices Jeremy Piven, Mike smiles and offers his hand. Piven sneers at him, refusing the offer.

Jeremy Piven: Drop dead! Why don't you go actually wrestle?

Mike simply shrugs and rolls back into the ring. By now, both Wadden and Wellings are fairly tired, but Wadden manages to gain the upper hand. However, as he sees Mike in the ring, he makes a charge for him, and takes a swing. Mike ducks and scurries to the other side of the ring. Wadden charges once again, swinging at Mike, but the nice guy dodges and retreats for the 2nd time. As Wadden goes for a third attempt, he is met by Derek Wellings, who puts him down with a big boot. Wellings motions to Mike, who timidly takes a few steps towards "The Airborne Ranger". Wellings points at Wadden, and then makes a fist, motioning for Mike to punch Wadden. At first, Mike begs off, refusing. After a second attempt, the crowd starts chanting:


Crowd: PUNCH HIM! PUNCH HIM! PUNCH HIM!

Mike looks around for a second, and then it seems as if his spine stiffens a bit. He strides confidently towards Wadden, measures him, and lands a clean shot across the chin. The crowd loses it, cheering loudly for Mike. Mike gets so excited, he spins around and catches Derek Wellings off guard, popping him with a stiff right. The crowd goes wild again, and Mike is feeling the adrenaline. As he goes in for a third time he is met by Nick Wadden, who picks him up and throws him out of the ring over the top rope.

Joe Aiello: Well, that was fun while it lasted, but Mike is quickly disposed there, and he looks like he landed hard.

As Mike rolls around on the ground, Wadden turns his attention towards Wellings. Wellings struggles to his knees, and Wadden delivers a sharp kick to the ribs. Wellings collapses again. Wadden lifts Wellings to his feet, and measures him for a big punch to the face. Wellings staggers back, and leans against the ropes. Wadden sends him across the ring, and as Wellings returns, he is met with a back body drop from Wadden. Wadden stomps on Wellings and then bounds off of the ring ropes. He jumps into the air, looking to land a knee in Wellings' chest. However, Wellings rolls out of the way at the last second, and Wadden ends up clutching his knee in pain. Wellings starts his offense, stomping on Wadden until Wadden nearly falls out of the ring. Wellings drags him back in and stands him upright, only to lift Wadden onto his his shoulder. He parades around for a second before falling backwards and sending Wadden to the map with a big Samoan slam. The crowd goes nuts, and Wellings eats it up, playing into their excitement. When he turns around, a boot is waiting for him, catching him clean across the jaw. The crowd gasps, and as Wellings falls down, the camera proves it was none other than Mike! The crowd loses their mind for the nice guy, and Mike clearly feels the love as he lets out a scream that would make even the toughest EWC star tremble.

Jeremy Piven: OK, I take everything back. That was awesome! Go Mike!

Joe Aiello: It's true! That was awesome! And now with everyone down except for Mike, what will the rest of this match look like?

Mike looks at both downed men, and tries to work out which one to pin. As a nice guy though, he takes far to long, and allows Wadden to get to his feet. Wellings isn't far behind, and they start hammering away at each other as Mike simply looks on, applauding them. Wadden goes for a stiff clothesline, but Wellings manages to duck at the last second. As Wadden bounces off the ropes, Wellings hits him with a stiff kick to the gut, and hits him with the Army Strong!

Joe Aiello: Oh, it's over!

Jeremy Piven: Devastating impact, but wait, what's Mike doing?

Mike is standing behind Wellings, and looks on with a confused look on his face. Wellings turns around, and there is a massive gasp in the air as Mike hits Wellings with "I Didn't Mean It", completely out of no where! Wellings hits the deck, while Mike takes advantage of Wadden's prone body and makes the cover.

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Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by pinfall . . . . MIKE!!!!

Jeremy Piven: What . . . the . . . actual . . . fuck?!?

Joey Aiello: I don't believe what I've just seen! What an upset by the new guy Mike!

Jeremy Piven: I feel dirty inside, yet all warm and fuzzy at the same time . . .

Joey Aiello: Well, pull yourself together Jeremy, because we've still got a hell of a lot of action to come tonight! After the break folks, we will get some points of view from some of the teams fighting it out for the EWC Tag Team Titles in our Main Event! More on that, when we come back!

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<



***Coming soon***

Match Three

Stephanie Finochio
VS
Spazz

Brawl comes back from commercial. Trinity is already in the ring, ready for action.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, in the ring already, standing five feet and six inches tall, weighing in at one hundred and twenty one pounds, from San Juan, Puerto Rico: Stephanie "TRINITY!" Finochio!

She throws a few fists at the camera before raising her right hand up in the air. Several men make cat calls at her.

The arena flashes green and black ... Ozzy Osborne "No More Tears" blast over the PA system. The crowd erupts in cheers and boos - mostly boos though. Spazz then emerges under the arenas entrance screen....

Jessica Stroup:. And her opponent, hailing from Baltimore, Maryland. Weighing in at 223 pounds … Spaaaaazzzzzz !!!

He takes a few steps out toward the stage, and then stops. He Looks on at the crowd for about 10 seconds and then burst out spinning in circles and falls from being dizzy. Untimingly, his green pyros go off as he stands up, putting a bird to the camera. He begins to walk down the ramp. He enters the ring with a smirk on his face as the music stops

Joey Aiello: Next up we have two impressive up and comers both unpinned thus far in their careers in Trinity and Spazz.

Jeremy Piven: Who’s Trinity?

Joe Aiello: Stephanie Finochio.

Jeremy Piven: Oh…

Joey Aiello: Yeah, we apparently had some mix up. Some stalwart assistant producer couldn’t puzzle that one out. Anyway, these two are talent that just better every time we see them and as I see them in the ring, I don’t think it will be any different. You can tell that yes Spazz doesn’t take Trinity seriously.

Jeremy Piven: Oh come on really? I like the fruit loop, but is he what stuck in the 1950s?

Joey Aiello: I’m not sure where he thinks he is but like Trinity, he’s an excellent fighter.

The two size each other up and then go into a collar and elbow but Trinity breaks free. She’s light on her feet and circles Spazz. They lock up. Trinity goes behind with a waistlock. Spazz grabs one of her muscled arms and breaks the hold and goes into wrist lock. Trinity rolls forward and reverses the momentum and as she kips up, she has it locked in and wrenches Spazz’s arm down.

Spazz with a drop toe hold, he floats over into a front face lock but Trinity slips free and goes for her facelock but Spazz is specifically trained for this sort of bout and he wrestles his way out of and she’s forced into a hammerlock as she’s prone on the mat.

Joey Aiello: Not really sure about the strategy Trinity is trying to employ here. I understand wanting to prove someone wrong but Spazz despite his weird ways knows his way around submission holds.

Jeremy Piven: Look at Spazz, he’s giving her an earful too!

Spazz trash talks her and the mics don’t pick it up but Trinity can only grimace as she fights to her knees. Spazz looks as he wants to break her forearm in two. Trinity suddenly sees her opening and she swipes at the back of Spazz’s legs and trips him up. Both of them roll away from each other. Trinity holds her arm and Spazz seems to early on tweaked his knee from that smart reversal from his opponent. Spazz comes in aggressively and tries for a suplex but Trinity kicks at Spazz’s knee. Spazz stumbles forward pushing Trinity into the ropes. Referee Paul Turner wants a clean break and Spazz ignores that request with a kick to the gut.

Joey Aiello: Spazz doesn’t seem to have respect for anyone competitor or authority. How long is that going to last him?

Jeremy Piven: Maybe it won’t matter when he’s a champion.

Joey Aiello: You already calling Spazz as a future champion here?

Jeremy Piven: Why not? He doesn’t pussyfoot around.

He grabs her by her long hair and then slams her face first into the turnbuckle. And then again. He aggressively lays in a few forearms to the side of the head and then drags her out of the corner and goes for that suplex again. Spazz holds her up in the air with ease and then drops her down with a resounding thud. Spazz goes for the first cover of the match.

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Trinity rolls her shoulder up! She sits up but Spazz is on it chinlock to wear down her resolve in this contest. Spazz puts his legs up and wraps them around her head and throat for a triangle choke. His thighs squeeze down on her skull like a vice.

Joey Aiello: Wow, how disgraceful we have a wrestling move here and all Spazz can point out is that he’s got a woman’s head between her legs. Real mature.

Jeremy Piven: Why wouldn’t you point that out, maybe it’s his first time?

Joe Aiello: Get out of here!

Trinity though is undaunted as she slowly turns Spazz over onto his stomach. She slips free and then curb stomps Spazz’s head into the mat.

Jeremy Piven: That was a hate crime!

Trinity pulls Spazz up to his feet and starts delivering kick after kick into the back of his knees and his thighs trying to immobilize him. One to the chest. She then spins around and plants a spinning back kick into Spazz’s breadbasket. As Spazz sits up, she kicks him right at the base of his spine. The crowd cheers in approval. Even Spazz chooses retreat after that one and he rolls out of the ring and he can’t figure out which part of his body hurts more after that barrage! Spazz slowly gets to his feet but has to use the barricade to even support himself.

Joey Aiello: You think Spazz is rethinking his position right now?

Jeremy Piven: Spazz thinks? Hey, Spazz by name, Spazz by nature and all that.

Joey Aiello: Hey, you just said this guy was a future champ

Jeremy Piven: Yeah and so was Joey Orsome. You don’t have to think to be champion.

Joey Aiello: Hey, I thought you liked Joey Orsome.

Jeremy Piven: I hate Derek Wellings if that makes you feel better.

Trinity mocks his limping from inside the ring imploring Spazz to stop being a sissy girl and get his ass in the ring. Spazz slowly gets back into the ring and as soon as his body crosses that threshold, Trinity is on him. Forcing him into the corner with forearms and knees to any exposed part of Spazz’s body. That only seems to have woken Spazz up though as he shakes off her blows this time and cuts her off with a sharp knee and then drops her on the back of her head with a tear drop suplex. He circles around her and picks a limb, her right knee and grapevines his around it as she pulls and twists at her knee and ankle.

Too close to the ropes, though as Trinity uses her flexibility to stretch back and put one hand around the ropes. Trinity is sitting up and that knee is laying flat along the mat … and Spazz sees it and kicks and stomps down on her knee. He takes a step back and then drops a knee into it. Spazz grabs her by the right leg again and twists and twists that leg with a spinning toe hold!

Joey Aiello: Oh wow, I’m impressed. I thought Spazz was just blowing hot air when he said submission expert. I haven’t seen this move in years

Piven: And this broad is wishing she’s never seen it.

As goes for a fourth turn, Trinity smartly kicks at Spazz’s posterior to push him away from the hold. She scoots away towards the ropes. Spazz though is relentless and “helps” her to her feet. He holds that right knee up and then lifts her into the arm and drops that shin right across his knee! She starts to sit up from the pain but Spazz pushes her back down and grabs and interlocks his fingers around the back of her right knee and then bends it back.

Jeremy Piven: Is Spazz doing yoga on her!?

Joey Aiello: No, dummy, he’s bending that leg back, pulling that hamstring to the point where someone … just “stretching” isn’t going to. He’s trying to strain and possibly rip at her ligaments and muscles. She writhes and kicks at the air with her good leg and manages to sit back up She rips and claws at the locked hands and breaks the hold. Spazz pushes her back onto mat and goes for a pin…

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Only a one count. Both are up, both are hurting despite Spazz’s recent flurry of offence. They attack each other with right hands and stiff elbows. Spazz manages to take over and drives Trinity into the ropes. He smacks her over the back of head and then tosses her out of ring as if she were garbage.

Joey Aiello: Not sure about this strategy. I figure that as this match went on Spazz would respect Trinity but that just isn’t the case.

Spazz follows her out and then gets her to her feet. She hobbles as Spazz forces her into the barricade and drapes that right leg over it. He takes a few steps back and then with a running start, slams his boot right into the knee. This happened all very quickly and Turner makes it five before Spazz rolls Trinity back into the ring for more punishment. Trinity goes to a corner, Spazz whips her out and then crushes her into the turnbuckle with a clothesline.

Joey Aiello: That cocky demeanour is gone from Spazz right now. He may be in control but arrogantly thought this one was gonna be over in like one minutes. Trinity is too good for that.

Jeremy Piven: Yeah, usually Spazz himself is a one minute man. Yep, folks I’m here all night.

Another whip out of the corner, Trinity reverses, and then almost out of instinct dropkicks Spazz right in the mouth. Trinity goes down to the mat holding her knee but the move worked because Spazz is probably seeing stars! She limps to her feet and then still has the tenacity to signal for a top rope move. She slowly mounts the turnbuckle … and Spazz cuts her off with a punch to the side of the head. Trinity grabs the ropes to stay balanced. Spazz climbs to the second rope … then to the top…

The crowd goes crazy as Spazz superplexes Trinity from the top rope!!! Both competitors are out on the mat and Paul Turner has no choice but to begin to count out both wrestlers.

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Joey Aiello: Spazz would had this match if he had stopped playing around but you let anyone hang around especially a veteran wrestler like Trinity and you’re bound to end up in situations like this.

Jeremy Piven: Oh come on, man, he was just admiring the view.

Spazz gets to his feet only to see Trinity executing an asai moonsault. Trinity flips backwards and she crushes Spazz back into the concrete! The referee Turner again may have to count these two out again.

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And just barely makes it back in. Trinity though slows her strength and scoops up the 220 pounder and slams him into the mat. She signals for the Fall from Grace!

She goes up top, holding her knee gingerly … and she comes up just a bit short. Spazz pulls his knees up and her legs slam into them with a sick looking velocity. Spazz… quickly shakes off his own pain and sizes up Trinity as she limps to her feet… he sneaks up from behind … full nelson applied and then he puts this match away with a falling full nelson slam!

Joey Aiello: He calls that the Oxy-Nator!

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The winner of this match, SPAZZ!!

Joey Aiello: Trinity may have put it away there if Spazz hadn’t smartly worked on that leg the entire match. I’m not sure I like his attitude but that was an impressive win. Trinity looked amazing, too!

Jeremy Piven: Oh, look at this guy now!

Spazz refuses to have his hand raised as he obnoxiously plays air guitar as he stands over the fallen Trinity! The crowd boo heavily as we go backstage . . .

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~~ The night is just right. The moon is full, the lights of the strip are bright and the electric feeling can be felt all over. The hustle and bustle of the Las Vegas strip is nothing new to MadDawg but for Brock, it is a little more hectic than normal. The two are out taking a stroll on the strip just before the big title match later in the evening. MadDawg is stopping and taking pictures with fans, giving kisses to girls, while Brock continues to stress the importance of the evening. ~~

Come on MD, we need to get to the arena. You have kissed all the girls already, can we go?

Relax Brock. You want to work with me? You want us to be chummy? Then you have to join me in some relaxation.

~~ MadDawg winks at the girl in the baby blue dress that stops just below her ass. He turns around and catches up to Brock. ~~

You need to take this seriously or find yourself lying flat on your back later, first by one of the other teams and then by me.

Listen, like it or not, the fans love us. We have to respect that because without them, we have no jobs. But more importantly, your ass needs a drink.


~~ MadDawg and Brock stop at one of the many outside bars on the strip, this one is just in front of the MGM. Brock stands around the sidewalk, looking agitated while MadDawg disappeared like he has a habit of doing. A group of four girls walks in front of Brock checking him out and giggling to one another. Brock lets out a half smile before MadDawg returns with a waitress in tow. ~~

Lookie here mate, I got you a Fosters. ~~ MadDawg picks up the can from the waitresses tray and attempts to hand it to Brock. ~~

You think that's funny?

Come on! ~~ Bad Australian accent ~~ It's Australian for beer. ~~ Cracks a smile. ~~

Hurry up and let's go.

OK, no beer. ~~ Chucks the bottle over his head and you hear it smash on the ground ~~ What about some Downunder Vodka? ~~ Tries to hand Brock the shot but still no go. ~~ Come on Crocodile Dundee, you love this stuff.

Still not funny.

~~ Downs the shot, gives a horrible face. ~~ I know why you didn't want it, watered down Smirnoff. Anyway, this one is a sure can't miss. ~~ Picks up a glass with white liquid in it. ~~ I know you won't turn down a big cool glass of Big M, Kangaroo Jack.

Are you through yet?

~~ MadDawg shrugs and then goes to put the drink back on the waitress' tray when Brock stops him. Brock grabs the glass and then turns away as he takes a sip. MadDawg grins, grabs a shot glass with a black liquid and a glass full of a orange liquid. He drops the shot glass in the other, lifts it to Brock, which Brock returns the favor. MadDawg stops with the two glasses in the air and looks at Brock seriously. ~~

Tonight we drink to come together. Tonight we drink to putting our differences behind us. Tonight we drink for these fans and tonight we go to the arena and become the new Tag Team Champions. Bad Attitude, Cartel, Heretic's Whisper ... All three have something in common, all three look up to the new guys. The two guys brought together for no more reason than Mac's amusement. Tonight ... Is out night. Tonight ... We Fight!

MadDawg nods to Brock. Both lower their glasses, MadDawg drinks his quickly has Brock begins to nurse his. Brock turns away from the camera as MadDawg walks beside him. The camera zooms in on the matching shirts that both are wearing. A picture of a brown door with white glass. In black letters near the top of the glass is Anger Management. A white sign, hanging around the doorknob, with black letters that reads, Class is in session!. The camera zooms in on MadDawg's shirt a little more, faintly through the glass on the door, is a middle finger. From there, we join Joey Aiello and Jeremy Piven.

Joey Aiello: Well, that's an interesting way to prepare for a match for the EWC Tag Team Titles from Anger Management I suppose!!!

Jeremy Piven: Hey, don't knock it until you've tried it! I'm pissed as a newt, and I'm getting through my job, no problem (hic) at all!

Joey Aiello: Oh no, no problem at all . . .

Jeremy Piven: Well, (hic), they have as much chance as anyone else (hic), so if they want to drink, fuck it, let them drink!

Joey Aiello: And on that bombshell, we're going to commercial now, and when we come back, we have an extremely interesting match between the new guy, Joe Seventi, and a returning EWC bona fide legend, Kid Cannabis!!!

[President Mac]

>>>Commercial Break<<<

Brawl returns from commercials, and we join yet another of the tag teams involved in the Main Event for Tag team Gold, this time, none other than The Cartel!!!

Ace Heart: Ace Heart here and I am here…

??: SHUT UP MORTAL, YOU WILL NOW LET YOUR BETTERS SPEAK!!!

Ace Heart looks back and forth nervously as he stands in front of a MNB logo backdrop… two men with wild face paint and purple capes close in on the interviewer! It’s Bel Biggz and Deadeye and they force Heart behind them where only his microphone and the hand that is holding is seen.

Bel: THE CARTEL HAS DESCENDED FROM THE GREAT UNKNOWN AND WE ONLY HAVE ONE GOAL TONIGHT AND THAT IS TO BECOME THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THIS … UNIVERSE AND ALL OF THE ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSES THAT ENCOMPASS OUR ASTOUNDINGLY POWERFUL EXISTENCES.

Deadeye: Yeah, baby!!! LOOK in my EYE, puny little human tag teams! You are looking at two well-muscled dynamos. We’re the cream of the crop!

Both of them close into the camera, grunting and sweating profusely. The camera man tries to back away but there is no way to go. Heart’s arm and the rest of him can go only attempt to mic this insanity.

Bel: ALL THESE HERETICS WHISPERING ABOUT BAD ATTITUDES AND ANGER MANAGEMENT AND THAT JUST MAKES ME SICK, BROTHER!

Deadeye: So sick, YEAH, that we are gonna barf all over the competition!

Bel: AND OUR VOMIT WILL INFECT ALL OF YOU WITH THE REALIZATION THAT THE CARTEL IS THE SOLUTION TO THE EQUATION. THE DISEASE WILL MULTIPLY INSIDE YOUR BODY QUICKER AND QUICKER AND YOU WILL ONLY KNOW OUR NAMES AND HOW VIGOROUSLY VIRILE OUR LOINS ARE!!

Deadeye: YEAH, CAMERA MAN! Get a look at our loins… GET A LOOK AT THE FRUIT OF OUR LOINS, JACK!

The camera man decidedly makes the choice to not focus on their crotches.

Bel: AND FINALLY BECAUSE WE TAKE NO PRISONERS YOUR BODIES BREAK DOWN AND WE WILL TAKE YOUR FEEBLE SKELETONS AND NAIL THEM TO THE CANVAS WITH OUR MIGHTY MAN HAMMERS FOR THREE SECONDS!

Deadeye: That’s all it takes, LITTLE DUDES! YEAH!!!

The camera suddenly swings onto Brock Whitworth who is clutching a rubber chicken, possibly the same from last week… his eyes widen in horror. The Cartel pushes past them… and suddenly Bel grabs the chicken out of Brock’s hand.

Bel: GIMMIE THAT! YOU DON’T DESERVE TO CHOKE MY CHICKEN!!

Ace Heart: Erm, back to Aiello and Piven I guess . . .

Joe Aiello: Erm indeed . . . Why do I get the feeling that some of the teams here aren't taking this as seriously as they should?

Jeremy Piven: Maybe BDC should piss test them both?

Joe Aiello: What, and you think you should be exempt from a test, I mean, all you've done since we've been on air is drink.

Jeremy Piven: Fuck you dad.

Joe Aiello: I'm getting really sick of your unprofessionalism here Jeremy. This is the EWC, one of the most prestigious companies in the world, and it's being slowly turned into a laughing stock.

Jeremy Piven: I call bullshit. We are giving the people EXACTLY what they want!

Joey Aiello: In no way shape or form does showing people that are supposed to be role models getting hammered drunk giving them what they want!

Jeremy Piven: Oh go cry me a fucking river. Go tell BDC, he'd love to hear your little bitch fit.

Joey Aiello: You know what, after the show, I think I will. But, seeing how one of us has to do their job, up next we have a thrilling match between a returning Kid Cannabis, and the new guy, Joe Seventi.

Jeremy Piven: CANNABIS!!! He is . . .

Joey Aiello: Just drop it Piven, I'm sick to death of you now, ok.

Jeremy Piven: . . . .

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Match Four

Kid Cannabis
VS
Joe Seventi

The lights go out in the arena until it's absolute pitch black. The glare of flash bulbs, digital cameras, and smartphones all fixed upon him makes pyro unnecessary. All you see at the beginning of the entrance ramp is a shadow in a hoodie and some smoke rising from it. All you can smell is kush and war rising from the smoke.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, real wrestling fans and haters of that bullshit concept Sports Entertainment of all ages, standing six feet tall, weighing in at 230lbs, from Pittsburgh P.A. via Amsterdam, EWC is proud to present to you once again....

The Best Thing Smoking in Professional Wrestling since 1998.....

KID......CANNNNNNNABIS!!

All the Canarchist around the galaxy and here in the arena show him love as he wastes no time getting in the ring. He takes off his warm up gear, throws it into the stands, and paces the ring, stalking like a tiger waiting for his next meal to be dumb enough to show up tonight.

Jeremy Piven: Good God, Kid Cannabis has finally returned to EWC. Things are getting better right off the bat. Finally, we have some real talent returning to EWC.

Joe Aiello: Something we actually agree on, Kid Cannabis has been out of the EWC for quite some time. Seeing him back in action is always a welcome sight. Welcome home, Kid.

The strumming of the guitar breaks the chatters to a hush, and as the harsh tone of Bob Dylan's voice imploring "Come gather round people, wherever you roam/And admit that the waters around you have grown..." echoes through the arena, Joe Seventi makes his way from the curtains to the stage.

Jessica Stroup: His opponent, from San Francisco, California, standing six feet two inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds... Joe 'The Shift' Seventi!!!!

The audience, mixed in reaction, seems to struggle with its own conflicting design. People from all walks of life, with varying opinions of Joe Seventi from his life in the business sector. Signs declaring Seventi a "traitorous monster" just as frequent a sight as great big cardboard squares declaring him an American International Hero, he nods to the stand out signs, fist bumps the odd audience member there to support him, and slides into the ring, stretching his neck, cracking his knuckles, nodding in his own self-constructed silence as Dylan belts the infamous chorus out and the music dies to leave Joe Seventi in the ring, waiting patiently in his corner for the match to begin.

Joe Aiello: Another one of EWC’s new blood, new generation wrestlers. Let’s hope he has a chance to show us what he’s got. Because Kid Cannabis isn’t going to take it easy on him because both men want this win, and badly.

Jeremy Piven: Joe Seventi is another young blood. I hope he kicks Kid Cannabis’s veteran ass out of here. We need some real extreme talent and I don’t think Kid Cannabis has it in him anymore.

The two men shake hands in the center of the ring. The fans clap and cheer for them as they finish shaking and lock up. Kid Cannabis gets the upper hand first, when he gets a quick Toe Kick in. His elbow slams across Joe’s back several times before Kid Cannabis lifts him up and hits a Fisherman’s Brain Buster. He goes for a cover but doesn’t get a one count; Kid gets onto his knees and starts hammering away at his opponent’s neck.

After four blows, he lets up and lifts up The Shift and hits a Gutwrench Suplex, the Kid gets up and begins dropping elbows over his opponent’s neck. Joe coughs a few times, rolling towards the outside of the ring. Not letting up, Kid Cannabis lifts his opponent up and attempts a Brainbuster but Joe gets the strength and manages to overpower his opponent and get behind him.

Joe Aiello: Ugh on, looks like The Shift is tired of being on the bad end of this exchange.

Jeremy Piven: Of course he is. Now, Kid Cannabis is going to the beating of his life.

Grabbing ahold of Kid Cannabis’s head, Joe Seventi runs forward and hits a vicious Bulldog. He starts building up some steam, and kicks his opponent as he’s down. Delivering the blows over his body and climbs on his back, and hits a Camel Clutch, although Kid has nowhere to go, after four seconds his opponents lets up and then runs over and hits a DDT. This time, Joe goes for a cover but he too doesn’t get a one count.

Lifting Cannabis’s head up, Joe deliver’s several blows to his opponent’s face. Moving quickly around his opponent’s body, Joe locks in a Sleeper Hold and further weakens his opponent. However, Kid Cannabis fights back and starts delivering elbows into his opponents gut. The two get up, and Kid keeps delivering elbows into his opponents gut. Finally, Joe breaks his hold and Kid Cannabis breaks loose and bounces off the ropes.

Jeremy Piven: Oh no! Be careful Joe! Kid Cannabis is going to try to turn this around. Don’t get stupid, stupid!

Joe Aiello: This match has suddenly changed up! I don’t think we’ve seen everything from these two men yet!

A clothesline from Kid Cannabis takes his opponent down; he starts building up energy from an invigorated crowd. The Shift gets up only to get stunned with a Jawbreaker, he backs up and Kid Cannabis hits a Cradle Piledriver. He goes for a cover!

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Jessica Stroup: Here is your winner by Submission, KID CANNABIS!


Winner: Kid Cannabis!

Kid Cannabis releases his opponent from the submission, the referee raises Kid’s hand up as Joe rolls out the ring, and makes his way back from the ring with help of the of a few referees.

Joe Aiello: Wrong again Piven, maybe if you spent less time drinking and more time paying attention to what is going on, then you may have noticed that Kid Cannabis, the ring veteran, will continue building onto his already great legacy. Try better next time.

Jeremy Piven: Whatever, Kid Cannabis got lucky this week. It’s only a matter of time before he drops the ball against some of the bigger and much worst men in EWC. Mark my words, the former HCW World Heavyweight Champion, EWC Hardcore Champion is going down and I will watch it and enjoy it.

Joe Aiello: Whatever indeed. Anyway folks, we now go to our final vignette of the evening, from the new tag team Heretic's Whisper. They cam off a heavy loss on Friday Night Rampage, so I'm interested in what they have to say!

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We see a pair of black uniformed men leaning against the wall on either side of a door. The only identification on them is the gold skull pins on each of their collars. The pair looked like they had just stepped out of a bar room brawl and were capable of holding their own. All of a sudden the door opens and out steps a smug looking Sah'ta Thor. Before the door closes one could see that President Mac was sitting behind a desk.

Sah'ta Thor: Let's go.

As soon as the leader of the Empire of Blood and one half of the Heretic's Whisper steps into the hallway the pair of black uniformed men fall into step just behind him. As the trio walk down the hall another pair of people in black uniforms fall into step in front of Thor.

Joey Aiello: Did you get a memo about this?

Jeremy Piven: What is going on here?

Joey Aiello: I really don't know any more to be honest. Doesn't anyone want to talk about their match any more?

Jeremy Piven: Not that you want my opinion, but as long as they do their shit in the ring, who the fuck cares?

Aiello stays silent, much to Piven's surprise.

Jeremy Piven: Ah well, stay quiet then you babe. Up next fuckers, we have the Main Event fr the EWC Tag Team Titles!



The group turns a corner and walk out of sight as the scene shifts to

[President Mac]

TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
TAG TEAM ELIMINATION MATCH
Match starts off with One Member from each Tag Team in the Ring.
The match ends when only one Tag Team, or one member of a Tag Team remains.

The Cartel
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Bad Attitude
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Heretic's Whisper
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Anger Management

Aiello: Well we've had a very interesting night tonight here on Monday Night Brawl where we've seen a lot of debutants and newcomers here, but up next... up next is the big one.

Jeremy Piven: This next match is what tonight is all about, what we've been waiting for since the announcement two weeks ago. Now Joey, while I know you fucking hate me, and vice versa, I promise to be good for this match at least!

Aiello pauses, nods, and as the consummate professional that he is, gets immediately right back into his stride.

Joey Aiello: That's right the very first championship gold is about to be decided since the return of the EWC back at the beginning of June. The EWC Tag Team Championships are on the line tonight and four teams will battle it out.

Jeremy Piven: There's some impressive teams and new teams in this match... Bad Attitude have shown exactly that over the past few weeks attacking The Cartel or specifically Bel Biggz.

Joey Aiello: And of course the odd couple... Maddawg and Brock Whitworth making up Anger Management.

Jeremy Piven: They'll need to get on the same page first of all if they are even thinking about winning this match.

Jessica Stroup: Ladies and gentleman this is your main event of the even. This match is a four way elimination tag team match and is for the vacant EWC Tag Team Championships!!!

"Image of the Invisible" hits the P.A system and the crowd jumps to their feet. The arena is buzzing with energy as Brock Whitworth emerges from behind the scenes and smugly looks around the arena. He steps out onto the ramp, lets out a primal scream, smacks the floor, raises his arms, and pyros shoot off behind him. Just as the pyros finish, the outer ring of of the stage begins to burn as the sound of barking dogs fill the ears of the crowd.

With disgust, Brock steps to the left of the stage as MadDawg, wearing black boots, blue denim jeans and a black MC cut, slowly starts walking from behind the curtain. MadDawg walks to the right of the stage and pounds his left chest with a closed right fist three times. MadDawg looks over to Brock and the two lock eyes with such hatred and anger toward one another. The two start barking words toward one another but after a few seconds they head down the ramp.

Jessica Stroup: First making their way to the ring weighing at a combined weight of 484lbs, Brock Whitworth and Maddawg... ANGER MANAGEMENT!!!

Brock walks to the left side of the ring and climbs in through the middle rope. At the same time, MadDawg walks to the right of the ring and rolls in under the bottom rope. The two meet in the middle, exchanging more words as MadDawg removes his cut.

Jeremy Piven: These two really don't see eye to eye.

A dozen young leather clad dancing men file out onto the stage and accompany the techno beat of the Electric Messiah Mix of TKK's Kooler Than Jesus and the hyptonizing strobe as The Cartel makes their entrance to the party.

Jessica Stroup: Coming in at a combined weight of 470 pounds, Bel Biggz .... Paul "Deadeye" Proteus ... this is The Cartel!!

Joey Aiello: Here come my favourites for the match.

Jeremy Piven: Typical ***Coughs sarcastically***

“Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold hits the speakers, which is met by boos that echo throughout the arena. When the heavy starts after the intro, Adam Stryker appears from behind the curtain, wearing his ring attire and the Untouchables tee. He raises his arms, enjoying the heat from the crowd. Michael Tomkins then appears wearing matching attired, but with a studded leather jacket with “Bad Attitude” emblazoned on the reverse side. He turns around to reveal the Tag Team slogan, stepping backwards as Stryker lowers his arms and begins to head to the ring. Tomkins turns around and the two bump elbows together and exchange words.

Jessica Stroup: "At the combined weight of 445 pounds... "The Raise-The-Bar Superstar" Michael Tomkins... "The SoCal Switchblade" Adam Stryker... THE BAAAAD ATTITUDE!".

As they approach the ring, both men stop and sit on the apron, looking around the crowd, laughing at their heated response. “You Suck!” begins to be chanted throughout the arena as the two stand up and Tomkins throws his jacket to the floor. They both enter the ring through the middle rope and head to opposing corners. They then feign to climb, before turning and switching sides. When they reach the turnbuckle, they once again feign a climb before heading to the centre of the ring. They meet each other with a double fist pump, before turning, ready for the opening bell.

Joey Aiello: The most violent pairing in this match, these two have done some serious damage since arriving in the EWC, including last week disposing of Justin Harmony.

Jeremy Piven: These guys are my prediction... There a proper tag team and seriously destructive . . . Plus, it will piss BDC off if a violent team wins.

Mash up of "Confrontation" by Otep hits the PA system, Sah'ta Thor and Damon Cross walk out onto the stage to a chorus of boos looking down to the ring at the other three tag teams. They make their way down to the ramp looking confident.

Jessica Stroup: And finally at a combined weight of 405lbs, Sah'ta Thor and Damon Cross... HERETIC'S WHISPER!!!

They step into the ring as all four teams stand in a corner eyeing up the opposition as the referee steps into the ring holding both EWC Tag Team titles, he holds it up high for all four teams to see and for the crowd to see.

Jeremy Piven: I'm getting excited Joe, this is it.

Joey Aiello: That's right, all teams have to be eliminated leaving one team left who will be crowned as champions. Both members of the tag team have to be eliminated, so if one is eliminated they still have the chance to walk away with the titles if their partner manages to hold out.

The referee passes the tag team titles out to an official as he asks for order and for one of each tag team to leave the ring and go onto the apron. Damon Cross, Adam Stryker, Bel Biggz and Brock Whitworth stay in the ring to start the match as the bell rings.

Joey Aiello: Time for talking is over, here we go!

The sold out Las Vegas crowd is buzzing with all sorts of chants being screamed out. As all four men hesitantly go for lock ups in the ring, Brock and Stryker lock up in the ring while Cross jumps Bel and starts pummelling him. He whips Bel into the corner and hits a clothesline while Stryker gets the advantage over Brock and backs him into the corner and starts stomping him. Cross whips Bel into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Bel ducks and Stryker dropkicks Bel. Cross hits Stryker with a couple right hands and whips him into the corner on top of Brock. Cross goes for a stinger splash and hits it as Brock rolls out of the ring to catch a break. Cross stays on top of Stryker and scoop slams him and then drops a leg drop on his neck. He hooks the leg.

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Kick out by Stryker. Bel gets back into the mix and clubs Cross on the back and goes for a back suplex, but Cross counters and flips over the back of Bel and hits a German suplex. He goes and tags in his partner Thor. They pick up Bel and whip him into the ropes and hit a double dropkick, but Brock gets back into the ring and takes out Thor with a clothesline. Brock stomps him several times and pulls him into Maddawg's corner and makes the tag. Maddwag comes in and they both stomp away at Thor several times before Brock steps out onto the apron. Maddawg pulls up Thor into a side slam and slams him on the mat before going for a quick cover.

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Kick out by Thor. Stryker meanwhile makes a tag to Tomkins who storms the ring and takes out Maddawg with a bulldog. He grabs Bel and kicks him in the stomach before disposing of him out of the ring and goes to work on Thor by locking in a reverse chinlock.

Joey Aiello: Wow I wouldn't want to be the referee in this match, we do have two extra officials on the outside of the ring, but this is going to be tough to keep an eye on who's legal.

Jeremy Piven: This is epic Joe, nobody can get on top of this match, there's just too many.

Thor makes it to the ropes and Tomkins is forced to release the hold, but Bel grabs the ankles of Tomkins and pulls him to the outside of the ring and knocks him down with a clothesline before whipping him into the steel steps.

Joey Aiello: These guys have history, it isn't just about the tag team titles between Bad Attitude and The Cartel.

Bel slides back in the ring only to be taken out by Maddawg with a spear. Thor is back up and he and Maddawg start exchanging shot and Thor sticks a thumb in the eye of Maddawg and kicks him in the midsection before dropping him with a DDT. Thor tags in Cross and they double team Maddawg and hit a double supex. Cross hooks the leg.

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Deadeye storms the ring for the first time and breaks the count. Thor goes to attack Deadeye who arm drags Thor. Thor attempts it again and Deadeye arm drags him again. Thor is looking frustrated and both Cross and Thor go for a double clothesline, but Deadeye ducks and hits a neckbreacker on Thor, but Cross catches Deadeye from behind and goes for a German suplex... Deadeye blocks the attempt and stuns him with a jawbreaker before the referee kicks Deadeye out of the ring.

Jeremy Piven: Good job from the referee, he had no right to be in the ring.

Joey Aiello: Oh give me a break, both Thor and Cross were in the ring.

Maddawg makes a tag to Brock Whitworth who comes in and goes after Cross, he whips him into the turnbuckle and hits a back elbow, then lifts Cross up onto the top rope. Brock climbs to the second rope and looks for a superplex only for Tomkins to make his way back into the ring. He sets himself under Brock and powerbombs Brock who in turn superplex's Cross at the same time.

Joey Aiello: Oh my god!

The fans start chanting... 'THIS IS AWESOME... THIS IS AWESOME... THIS IS AWESOME!!!'. All three men are down in the ring and Bel slides back into the ring and makes a cover on Brock.

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Kick out from Brock, Bel makes his way to Cross and hooks his leg.

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Kick out by Cross this time. Bel turns to Tomkins only to be hit square in the head with a roundhouse kick. Deadeye is stretching screaming for a tag and the fans will Bel on to try and get Deadeye officially in the match for the first time. Tomkins makes a tag to Stryker and they stop Bel in his path and set him up and hit Stryking Greatness. Tomkins is told to leave the ring and Stryker goes for the cover on Bel.

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Deadeye already to get in the ring breaks the count and saves Bel in this match again. Brock clotheslines Deadeye over the top rope sending himself over the rope as well leaving Bel, Stryker and Cross as the legal men in the ring.

Joe Aiello: We haven't even had an elimination yet, this is great... Monday Night Brawl at it's absolute best people.

Jeremy Piven: You don't get this sort of action anywhere else.

Stryker and Cross begin to fight it out with Bel still groggy against the ropes, he makes it to Deadeye's corner but no one is there to tag. The fans can't believe it as Thor enters the ring and goes to double team Stryker with Cross, but Tomkins enters the fray and things begin to break down. All four men are slugging it out as Maddawg drops down from the apron and hits an atomic drop on Deadeye, then he and Brock double team Deadeye and lift him onto their shoulders and drop him on his stomach onto the top of the barricade keeping the fans back.

Jeremy Piven: Here we go, I have no idea who's legal now!

In the ring both Bad Attitude and Heretic's Whisper are still going at it, Tomkins gets sent flying through the ropes by Cross leaving both he and Thor beating down Stryker. He fights back valiantly but the numbers game catches up on him. Thor whips Stryker to Cross who hits a powerslam on Stryker. Thor climbs to the top rope and drops a leg onto Stryker, he covers him.

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Shoulder up just by Stryker and Cross looks frustrated, he goes to lock in an ankle lock but Stryker has great where with all and rolls Cross up in a small package.

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Thor breaks up the count, but Anger Management storm the ring and attack Thor, they whip Thor into the ropes before kicking him in the gut and both hit a double sitdown chokeslam on Thor. Cross is up and gets taken out by Maddawg who hits samoan drop on him. Cross rolls out of the ring and Brock lifts up Stryker and whips him to Maddawg who back body drops him over the tope rope onto Cross on the outside. Bel is back up and hits a bulldog ironically on Maddawg, Brock goes to clothesline Bel who ducks and scoop slams Brock. Tomkins and Stryker are on the outside and getting their thoughts together as a dazed Thor slithers out of the ring. Bad Attitude see Bel is the only man in the ring and go either side of the ring and climb onto the apron with Bel willing them on to get in the ring.

Joey Aiello: Ah here we go, Deadeye is just getting to his feet on the outside, but Bel is on his own with both members of Bad Attitude in the ring now.

They jumps Bel and Stryker knee him in the gut, Styker hits him with the backbreaker rack setting up their tag finisher The Original End as Tomkins climbs to the top rope. Deadeye manages to jump up onto the apron and push Tomkins off the top rope to crash and burn to the floor outside the ring. He slides in the ring and kicks Stryker in the side of the head. Bel comes too and they hit Twaughthammer on Stryker. Deadeye hooks the leg.

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Adam Stryker is eliminated.

Joey Aiello: First man is eliminated, Deadeye eliminates Stryker and a bit of revenge from The Cartel on Bad Attitude.

Jeremy Piven: Don't forget though, Stryker could still walk away tonight as a tag team champion, Tomkins is still going, however he looks a bit worse for ware outside the ring.

The referees on the outside send Stryker to the back and the in ring ref calls for a bit of order and sends Deadeye to the apron. Maddawg climbs onto the apron as Brock enters the ring and a recouperated Damon Cross and Sah'ta Thor climb onto the ring too, while Tomkins is still down on the outside. Bel tags in Deadeye and takes a much needed breather and Brock and Deadeye lock up in the ring. Brock catches Deadeye with a European uppercut and hits an atomic drop. He whips Deadeye into the turnbuckle and hits a hard clothesline in the corner. He follows up with a Northern Lights suplex and hooks the leg.

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Shoulder up by Deadeye. Cross enters the fray and catches Brock from behind with an inverted DDT. Cross locks in a crossface on Brock who desperately tries to reach for the ropes.

Joey Aiello: Look at the intensity on the face of Damon Cross.

Brock makes it to the ropes, but Cross refuses to release the hold and Deadeye headbutts Cross forcing the release. Brock rolls out of the ring leaving Deadeye and Cross in the ring Deadeye hits a drop toe hold on Cross. He locks in a camel clutch on Cross, but Thor steps into the ring and hits a springboard back elbow on Deadeye who breaks the hold. Thor climbs to the second rope and drops an axe handle on the back of Deadeye. Heretic's Whisper goes to double team Deadeye. They whips him into the ropes and go for a double back drop. Deadeye stops in his tracks and kicks Cross in the face and DDT's him. Thor jumps on Deadeye's back and locks in a sleeper. Bel goes to get into the ring to help his partner but Tomkins pulls him down from the apron and Bel drops face first onto the apron.

Joey Aiello: Tomkins is back and he's dead set on making sure Bel doesn't win this match.

Jeremy Piven: It's good strategy, isolate Deadeye.

Joey Aiello: I think Tomkins just wants to destroy the man who defeated him in a kendo stick on a pole match a couple weeks ago.

Deadeye throws Thor over his shoulder releasing the sleeper and...

Jeremy Piven: Eraser II by Deadeye.

Deadeye hits his finisher on Thor and Deadeye goes for the cover... The referee tells Deadeye that Thor isn't the legal man, Deadeye can't believe it. He turns round right into a CARELESS WHISPER by Damon Cross, Cross covers Deadeye.

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Deadeye Proteus is eliminated.

Joey Aiello: Game changing!!! One half of The Cartel have been eliminated, I can't believe it.

Jeremy Piven: A huge assist by Mike Tomkins, Bel has it all to do now.

Brock Whitworth gets into the ring and goes after Cross as Thor rolls out of the ring. Whitworth keeps on top of Cross and drops a knee on the back of his head. Tomkins slides into the ring and starts punching Brock who starts fighting back. Tomkins kicks him in the midsection and floats over Brock and takes out the back of Brock's knee. Tomkins begins stomping on Brock's knee viscously before grabbing his ankle lifting his leg up and slamming his knee down onto the mat. Cross is up and strangely begins to help Tomkins work on Brock. Cross locks in a fujiwara armbar as Tomkins grabs the leg of Brock and twists his knee. Maddawg rushes the ring and kicks Tomkins in the back of the head and tosses him over the top rope right into the path of Bel Biggz who drops Tomkins immediately with THE BEL-TRASM on the floor.

Jeremy Piven: BOOOOM!

The crowd go wild for Bel as in the ring Maddawg goes at it with Damon Cross. Maddawg knocks down Cross with Russian leg sweep before Sah'ta Thor pulls Maddawg out of the ring and grabs his head and throws him into the ringpost. Cross is up and grabs Brock and goes for a DEAD MANS DROP, but Brock wriggles out of it and kicks Cross in the gut and goes for a OUTBACK DRIVER, he lifts him up, but his knee gives out and Thor climbs onto the apron as Cross hits the adjustment disorder. Cross tags in Thor who locks in the ARGENTINE LEGLOCK. Brock holds on for a few seconds as Maddawg tries to get into the ring only for Cross to block him off and Brock has no choice but to TAP OUT!

Brock Whitworth is eliminated.

Joey Aiello: And we're down to five more guys, Brock Whitworth is gone and now there is a massive advantage for Heretic's Whisper who still have both men in the match.

Jeremy Piven: Huge turning point in this match.

Thor and Cross look out at a pissed off Maddawg with huge smiles on their faces looking pretty happy with themselves. Bel comes in from behind Heretic's Whisper who's attention is on mocking Maddawg and takes them both out from behind. Maddawg enters the ring and starts brawling with Cross while Bel and Thor go at it.

Joey Aiello: There's no tagging in this thing any more, this thing is way past the rules now.

Maddawg gets the upper hand on Cross and whips him into the corner as Bel whips Thor into the same corner stacking them both up. Maddawg runs at them both and hits them with a splash and Bel follows it up with a hard clothesline. Thor drops to the mat as Cross groggily stumbles forward and Bel drops him with a backbreaker. Maddawg turns on Bel from behind and hits a neckbreaker. He follows it up with a fisherman's suplex and holds on for the pin.

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Bel kicks out in time. Thor suprises Maddawg with a roll up.

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Kick out by Maddawg and his team survives. Thor catches Maddawg with a running high knee as he got to his feet before hitting him with a crucifix powerbomb. He covers him again.

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Shoulder up from Maddawg.

Joey Aiello: He's hanging in their for Anger Management.

Jeremy Piven: But how long can he hang on for. Tomkins has got the right idea.

Tomkins is back to his feet and resting on the apron watching the action in the ring waiting to prey on somebody. Thor and Cross are both up and turn to Bel, they whip him into the ropes and hit a double dropkick. Thor climbs to the second rope and calls on Cross to set up Bel. Cross drops an elbow on Bel and Thor leaps off the second rope landing a headbutt on Bel. Thor hooks the leg as Cross is told to get out of the ring before the ref can start a count.

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Shoulder up by Bel Biggz and The Cartel survive. Thor tags in Cross with Tomkins still watching from the outside. Maddawg is slowly getting back up and Cross runs at him hard with a knee to the ribs. He hits a T-Bone suplex on Maddawg as Tomkins rushes the ring and tosses Cross over the top rope. Thor looks on in annoyance but cleverly doesn't react as while Cross is out of the ring he can't be pinned or submitted. Tomkins covers Maddawg.

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Kick out by Maddawg. Tomkins is left frustrated and Bel comes in and knees Tomkins hard in the side of the head with his knee brace sending Tomkins through the ropes. The referee looks hard at Bel, but knows he can't disqualify him due to Bel having to wear it.

Jeremy Piven: That referee is so damn fickle... disqualify him man.

Joey Aiello: You know he can't do that Jer.

Bel goes over to Maddawg and stalks him, waiting for Maddawg to come too. He gets ready to hit THE ERASER II but Damon Cross slides into the ring behind Bel and catches him in a small package out of nowhere.

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Bel manages to reverse it and turn over so Cross's shoulders are down.

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Damon Cross is eliminated.

Thor can't believe it as he enters the ring in shock.

Joey Aiello: OH MY GOD! In a matter of seconds it looked like Bel was a gonner, but what a reversal and Damon Cross is gone and now there is one of each tag team remaining.

Damon Cross cannot believe it and both he and Sah'ta Thor attack Bel. The referee calls for a bell to try to get Cross to leave the ring, Cross low blows Bel and Thor follows it up with a Dragonrana from the turnbuckle. The outside referees escort Cross from the ring and the referee is forced to count.

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Amazingly a shoulder up from bel Biggz. Cross is livid walking backwards up the rampway. Thor can't believe it and Maddawg hits a reverse STO on Thor, but can't fully capatalize on it with a pin. All three men are down in the middle of the ring as Tomkins slithers back into the ring. He gets an arm over Thor and the ref counts.

Joey Aiello: Tomkins looking to steal the pin from Maddawg.

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Thor sticks his leg out onto the bottom rope to force the break.

Jeremy Piven: Excellent ring presence from Sah'ta Thor, ring presence of a champion.

Maddawg and Tomkins exchange shots in the middle of the ring before Tomkins hits him with a hook kick. He grabs the arm of Maddawg and locks in a cross arm breaker as Maddawg desperately with the other arm tries to reach for the ropes. He struggles but does just get to the ropes and Tomkins releases the hold. Tomkins climbs to the top rope and taunts the crowd to a chorus of boos. He attempts a leg drop but Maddawg rolls out of the way leaving Tomkins to land on his rear.

Jeremy Piven: That's one way to get piles Joe.

Joey Aiello: Why done that before?

Jeremy Piven: Uh... um... SHUT IT JOE!!!

Thor is up and hits a leg lariat on Tomkins before grabbing him and using the turnbuckle to hit a tornado DDT. Bel hits a running bulldog on Thor right after and locks in a figure four leglock. Thor writhes in pain desperately trying to turn over Bel to reverse the pressure onto him, but fails. He continues to hold out in agony.

Joey Aiello: He's guna tap!

Maddawg looks on at Thor in the hold ready to tap out in Bel's hold and has a look of thought on his face. He kicks Bel ferociously in the side of the head and hits a devasting SHOCK COLLAR on Bel.

Jeremy Piven: HOLY SHIT, what a move!

He covers Bel.

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Tomkins pulls Maddawg's legs from outside of the ring, pulling him out of the ring to the mat and quickly slides into the ring and hooks the leg of Bel right over.

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Bel Biggz is eliminated.

Joey Aiello: OH MY GOD! The Cartel are gone.

Jeremy Piven: Fuck, Bel Biggz has finally been pinned here in the EWC.

Joey Aiello: And look who did it! That cheap PWX filth Mike Tomkins.

Jeremy Piven: That's awesome from Tomkins, he's the first man to pin Bel Biggz.

Joey Aiello: What the hell Jeremy, Maddawg did all the hard work.

The packed out Las Vegans aare stunned! The whole stadium has gone quiet in disappointment of The Cartel being eliminated. Meanwhile in the ring Mike Tomkins begins arragantly getting into Bel's face who's out of it and rolled out of the ring by the outside officials. The fans begin going absolutely nuts at Mike Tomkins, now Las Vegas's biggest hate figure.

Joey Aiello: Does this guy... this team Bad Attitude have any class whatsoever!

Maddawg storms the ring majorly pissed off and tackles Tomkins hitting him with several fists to the head as there are now just three men remaining. He gets up and stomps away at Tomkins and then shaking the ropes intensly getting fired up. He stalks Tomkins who slowly gets to one knee before making it all the way back up. He turns around and Maddawg goes for a SHOCK COLLAR on him too. He gets him up, but Tomkins rolls out of it into a sunset flip on Maddawg holding on for the pin.

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NO, Maddawg gets a shoulder up. Sah'ta Thor finally gets to his feet after shaking himself off and kicks Tomkins on the back of his knee, he then connects with a flying clothesline on Maddawg. Thor looks around knowing that he's close to those titles.

Joey Aiello: One of these three men will win the EWC Tag Team Championships for their team.

Jeremy Piven: I bet all three partners are back there glued to the monitors.

Thor goes after Maddawg and whips him into the turnbuckle and hits him with several chops. Thor lifts Maddawg up onto the turnbuckle and climbs up. He goes for a hurricanrana on Maddawg, but he blocks it and pushes Thor off the ropes, he lands on his feet, but gets caught square in the face by A TASTE OF GREATNESS from Tomkins. He falls on Thor.

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Sah'ta Thor is eliminated.

The crowd is going nuts as we are now down to two. Tomkins turns to Maddawg who hops down from the top rope and Tomkins goes for another TASTE OF GREATNESS, but Maddawg ducks and catches Tomkins with LYQUID CYNIDE. He hooks the leg of Tomkins.

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Aiello: NEW CHAMPS!

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Shoulder up by Tomkins!!

Jeremy Piven: I can't fucking believe it!

Joey Aiello: What a performance tonight from this guy... love him or hate him!

Maddawg literally is in disbelief and the fans are all on their feet. Maddawg starts to stalk Tomkins. The noise is underberable in the EWC stadium as they feel the end is near. Maddawg goes for DAWG HOUSE on Tomkins as he gets up, but as he has Tomkins on his shoulders, Tomkins rolls over and rolls up Maddawg.

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Kick out from Maddawg just in time. Maddawg kicks Tomkins in the gut and hits SHOCK COLLAR, he hooks the leg.

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Joey Aiello: New champions! He's done it!

Judas Priest - Hell is Home hits the PA system and Maddawg can't believe it. Brock Whitworth comes running out to the ring to congratulate his partner in the moment and the referee hands the brand new EWC Tag Team Championship belts to Anger Management.

Jessica Stroup: Here are your winners and NEW EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.... Brock Whitworth & Maddawg... ANGER MANAGEMENT!!!

Winners, and NEW EWC Tag Team Champions: Anger Management

The crowd remain on their feet in appreciation of what they have just witnessed and a chant of 'EWC...EWC...EWC' rings out through the stadium followed by 'THAT WAS AWESOME... THAT WAS AWESOME!!!'

Joey Aiello: What a match! I can't explain how much that must have taken out of these guys.

Jeremy Piven: Mike Tomkins and Sah'ta Thor must be absolutely gutted, they've come so close.

Joey Aiello: New Tag Team champions here in the EWC folks.

Maddawg and Brock Whitworth lap it up in the ring climbing turnbuckles and raises the title belts over their heads in adjulation as the show ends with the pair celebrating.

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