Post by Saul on Feb 5, 2008 3:12:29 GMT -6
How come I end up where I started?
How come I end up where I went wrong?
Won't take my eyes off the ball again.
You reel me out and you cut the string.
How come I end up where I went wrong?
Won't take my eyes off the ball again.
You reel me out and you cut the string.
Pyro blasts as a packed venue in Utica, New York lifts the roof louder than most huge stadiums, surprising given the relatively small venue.
Skippy- Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Monday Night Brawl!!! Saul Weisz returns as our General Manager, we have a new Vice-GM...
Aiello- And on top of that, Jay Cee and Hardcore Champion Lance Fiennes return to the ring, and we'll also see our newest acquisition from Rampage Jamal Jackson in action with his partner Mike Corral in tag team competition.
Skippy- Speaking of Lance Fiennes, he'll be defending his Hardcore Title for the first time since his horrible injury at the eve of last year, and against Sean Ferguson, a man whom he shares some of the most history in his career.
Aiello- This comes hot after Ferguson's gutwrenching loss to John Green at Hardcore Revolution, can his short term prospects take a 360 and can he rise up above the occasion?
Skippy- We'll see, as the Hardcore Champ rises for the opportunity to have held the Hardcore title for a half year.
Aiello- First, let's get a run-down on the match that took place before the show...
RECAP: Chris Vs. Tito Hall Vs. Illusion
[/b][/u]The match is quick, a newcomer Illusion eyeing off his opponents at the start with a wide grin on his face. The bell chimes and Chris runs at Tito Hall. The two become locked up while Illusion just rests in the corner, chuckling as he watches the two rookies fumble around.
Aiello- Illusion's just letting the two others sorta grunt it out I guess...
But eventually, Illusion gets bored, and when Chris is pushed onto his back by Tito, Illusion darts forth, shocking the audience with his speed, knocking Tito down with a huge clothesline, then turning to a rising Chris and clocking him across the jaw with a huge dropkick.
Skippy- Wow, this guy's speedy.
Tito Hall begins to pull himself up, but receives a boot to the stomach before he's wiped out with a Twist of Fate. Illusion then points to the sky, the audience pumped and cheering, and he runs onto the nearest turnbuckle, hunching on his knees and then flipping back, hitting a felled Chris with the Moonsault. He gets both arms over both opponents and, without even puffing, nods with each count.
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The bell chimes and "I am an Illusion" by Rob Thomas hits as Illusion's hand is raised by the ref.
WINNER: Illusion
Backstage, Jamal Jackson and Mike Corral are hanging out in the cargo room, idly chatting amongst themselves with the Tag Team Titles over their shoulders, when Lance Fiennes strolls past with his Hardcore Title over his shoulder, the audience in the arena explodes with cheers as Lance, covered in scars and bandages, chuckles to himself at the sight of the two. But they both glare at him, and call him back.
Corral- "Hey, Lance, what ever happened to your palsy-walsy Joey?"
The footsteps stop dead, and Lance takes a few steps back to look at the two, lifting his raybans onto his forehead to stare them down.
Lance- "Ah, hey there, it's Mike Corral... the guy who's ass I kicked not once but twice. Managed to pull all the shards out of your ass yet?"
The audience 'ooh's' in response as a flustered Mike Corral is cut off by a cocky and confident Jamal Jackson.
Jackson- "Hey man, don't be messing around with the Tag Team Champs. The way I see it... the belt on your shoulders don't mean jack."
Lance- "Wow, you talk the exact way I thought you would, virgin."
Lance walks off as Jamal and Mike angrily berate Lance, holding each other back as we fade back to the arena.
Jackson- "Don't worry Mike... I'll give Lance something to regret... wait here...
Skippy- Where's Jackson going?
Aiello- Don't know, but in any case, let's head to our next match, as former International Champion Jay Cee returns to the ring to face newcomer Jino!
Jay Cee Vs. Jino
The audience chants 'Gay Pee! Gay Pee!' over and over as Jay Cee claps his hands in rhythm, smiling and laughing to himself as Jino in the other corner patiently waits for the bell to chime, which it does. As Jay Cee continues the cocky act, Jino rushes Jay from behind, diving forward to catch Jay's leg, but Cee simply lifts his foot up, Jino slides underneath him, and Cee promptly boots Jino in the back of the neck, knocking him out.
Skippy- What the hell!?
Shrugging, Jay rolls Jino onto his back and makes the pin.
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Jay picks Jino up by his hair and throws him out of the ring. He walks over to the side of the ring and signals for a microphone. The ring announcer hands Jay one and Jay circles the ring in anger.
Jay: That is it. I am back and I am going to make this simple. First off I am the Elite and I should not be forced to wrestle morons like Jino. I am actually embarrassed to be in this ring. Secondly and lets make this crystal clear. My name is Jay Cee and I am here for one thing and one thing only. James Chambers. I want the EWC Championship. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the show.
WINNER: Jay Cee
The show fades to a commercial.