Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2008 3:18:13 GMT -6
Pyrotechnics explode all around the ramp in the Evening News Arena - Manchester, England 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 British crowd go absolutely berserk! The camera scans through the crowd and makes its way to the announcers table.
Skippy: Tonight folks, Brawl comes LIVE to you all from the good old United Kingdom!
Aiello: Yep, the land that gave us fish and chips, Manchester United, Freddy Mercury, slave labour, and strange accents.
Skippy: Erm … yeah … Anyway, tonight we kick off our tour of Europe, and seeing as how Stranglemania is right around the corner, I have a feeling that tonight is going to be off the chain!
Aiello: Off the chain?
Skippy: Yes, why?
Aiello: Oh, no reason. I mean, if you want to rip off Michael Cole for the rest of your life then be my guest. Me, I like to be original.
Skippy: And what the hell is that supposed to mean?
Aiello: Do you really want me to tell you right here and now, live on International television?
Skippy: Listen to me, you arrogant, self centered …
Aiello cuts him off.
Aiello: No time for that now Skippy, because Mene Gene is in the ring, ready to announce our first match of the evening!
Mean Gene: The following bout is a Triple Threat match, scheduled for one fall!
The lights dim as "Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blares over the P.A. system. "Hot Shot" Sean Lorrenza appears on the entrance ramp dressed in his usual wrestling attire, sporting that famous cocky grin of his.
Mean Gene: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 272lbs., “Hot Shot” Sean Lorrenza!
The British fans give a mixed reaction, some cheering Lorrenza on as others boo him. He makes his way down to the ring, strutting cockily.
Skippy: “Hot Shot” Sean Lorrenza making his debut here tonight, previously from the RAGE promotion.
Aiello: RAGE, smage! Lorrenza’s cocky, and I admire that, but he’s in the EWC now, and he’s gotta prove himself to these fans!
Sean makes his way up the ring steps and through the ropes, then drops to one knee. Gold pyrotechnics explode from all four turnbuckles as he extends his arms and holds his head up ever-so-cockily with that nasty grin appearing on his face again.
“The Alaskan Assassin” Mike Carano charges down the entrance ramp, slapping hands with fans on the way down and pumping his fists in the air.
Mean Gene: And his opponents! First, from Juneau, Alaska, he is the Alaskan Assassin, Mike… Carano!
Carano slides under the bottom rope and jumps to his feet, climbing the nearest turnbuckle and acknowledging the fans as they cheer for him.
Skippy: Carano impressed a lot of people with his dominating performance last week on Brawl!
Aiello: He’s building up a lot of momentum, let’s see if he can keep it going tonight.
“Before I Forget” by Slipknot blares over the arena PA system as Noah Rodgers enters the arena. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp, lifts both his fists into the air and brings them quickly down to his sides as the pyro goes off. He then makes his way to the ring.
Mean Gene: And from Bridgeport, Connecticut, weighing in at 320lbs., Noah Rodgers!
Rodgers runs up the ring steps and climbs between the ropes. He walks to the side of the ring and raises his fists, yelling at the crowd around him.
Skippy: Noah Rodgers came to Brawl in search of redemption, and so far he’s been finding it.
Aiello: Of course he has! He’s on the winning brand, so now he’s gonna be a winner too!
Lorrenza wastes no time, attacking Rodgers from behind with forearm shots to the back. The bell rings and the match has begun. Lorrenza spins Noah around and continues to strike him with hard rights and lefts. He attempts an Irish Whip, but Rodgers reverses. Lorrenza is thrown straight at Mike Carano, who nails him with a clothesline. Carano doesn’t stop there, as he charges Rodgers, taking him down with a clothesline.
Skippy: Wow, Carano is on fire tonight!
Aiello: He better conserve his energy, though. He’s not in there with a total no-hoper like last week.
Carano picks up Noah and throws him down with a body slam. Sean Lorrenza is back on his feet. He heads towards the “Alaskan Assassin” and the two men trade punches, Lorrenza gaining the advantage. He whips Carano into the ropes, but doesn’t have time to do anything else as Noah Rodgers suddenly pulls him in for a schoolboy pin!
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Carano uses his momentum to land a running leg drop on his opponents and breaks up the count. All three men are up and circle the canvas. Lorrenza steps up and punches Rodgers in the face. Rodgers rears back, but hits Carano in the face! Lorrenza laughs at the “Alaskan Assassin” who answers by striking Lorrenza right on the bridge of his nose! The three men start a chain of punches in the middle of the ring, Lorrenza punching Rodgers, who in turn punches Carano, who then punches Lorrenza!
Skippy: What are they doing?
Aiello: Separating the men from the boys, Skip. Now we see whose jaw is the strongest.
The three men continue to land brutal, unprotected shots to each other’s faces. The crowd are starting to get a little uneasy as Noah’s right eye swells up, Mike’s nose starts to bleed and several large bruises take up most of Sean’s face. The “Hot Shot” rears back for another punch, his breathing becoming heavy, before he drops his fist and says “To hell with this.” He leans up against the ring ropes.
Aiello: What the hell? I thought Sean Lorrenza was supposed to be a tough guy!
Skippy: Considering he just spent the last minute getting punched in the face and is still standing, I’d say he is!
Carano and Rodgers look at each other, then at Lorrenza, who is catching a breather by the ring ropes. They charge him, going for a double clothesline. But Sean sees them coming, ducks under their arms, springs off the far ring ropes and comes back with flying clotheslines for both of them! He gets up to one knee and stretches his arms out to his side, smiling that cocky grin as he points to his head. The crowd give him a little cheer.
Skippy: I have to give him a little credit, he outsmarted both his opponents.
Sean picks up Mike Carano and slams him back down to the canvas with a suplex. Carano rolls out of the ring and stands on the outside holding his back. Sean Lorrenza looks like he’s getting ready to fly! He bounces off the opposite side of the ring and is picking up a head of steam when Noah Rodgers, playing possum in the ring, trips him up! Lorrenza doesn’t have time to react when Rodgers catches him with an elbow drop to the back of the head. Rodgers moves quickly, getting on top of Lorrenza and wrenching his head back with a camel clutch. He has the hold in tight, and Sean is clearly in a lot of pain. Mike Carano slides back into the ring. He charges at Rodgers, who rolls out of the way of a boot to the face before coming back and nailing Carano with an Enzurgiri! He covers!
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Lorrenza breaks up the count.
Skippy: What agility from Noah Rodgers!
Aiello: He’s a big man, but don’t let that fool you! Rodgers is fast!
Lorrenza stomps on the head of Noah Rodgers before picking him up and whipping him into the ropes. Sean attempts a hip toss, but Rodgers blocks him and reverses into an arm drag. Rodgers gets up, his back turned to Lorrenza. He turns around, not realising Sean is back up too, and the “Hot Shot” almost breaks him in half with a spear! Lorrenza covers!
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Broken up by Carano! The “Alaskan Assassin” grabs Lorrenza by the hair and lifts him to his feet. Carano rocks him with some shots to the face before kicking him in the gut. He bounces off the ropes and comes back with a running knee lift that busts open Lorrenza’s nose! He covers!
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Rodgers breaks it up!
Skippy: A lot of close calls so far, but no one with the advantage.
Aiello: When you’re in this type of match, you need to have eyes in the back of your head, because someone is always sneaking up on you.
Carano is up, trading blows with Rodgers. Noah hits him with an arm drag, and Mike responds with one of his own. Sean Lorrenza, meanwhile, has rolled out of the ring and is searching under the apron by the ring steps.
Skippy: What is he doing?
With Carano and Rodgers matching each other move for move, Lorrenza stands back up holding a pack of cigarettes! He pulls a cigarette out of the pack and puts it to his mouth before walking over to the crowd barrier.
Skippy: What in the name of God is he doing!?
Aiello: I think he’s looking for a light, Skippy.
Skippy: He’s in the middle of a match! You’re trying to tell me he has so little respect for his opponents that he’s gonna take a smoke break!?
Aiello: Yeah, I guess so.
In the ring, Rodgers whips Carano into the ropes. He lowers his head for a back body drop, which proves to be a critical error as Carano catches him with a running DDT! Carano only now notices what Sean Lorrenza is doing, as the “Hot Shot” is still looking for a light. A fan finally offers him a lighter. Lorrenza lights the cigarette and hands the lighter back to the fan. He takes a drag, exhales, and turns around to find Mike Carano is out of the ring and staring at him with an incredulous look on his face. His look soon turns to one of anger as he knocks the cigarette out of Sean’s hand and stamps on it. Lorrenza angrily shoves Carano, who answers with a kick to the stomach. He picks Lorrenza up and hits him with a flapjack onto the crowd barrier! Lorrenza falls to the ground, clutching his chest.
Aiello: I guess Carano is a non-smoker.
The “Alaskan Assassin” bends down to pick up Lorrenza, but Sean rakes his eyes before getting to his feet. He grabs Mike’s head and rams it into the crowd barrier. He does it again, and a third time. Mike Carano seems dazed and slightly out of it. Lorrenza is so busy attacking Carano that he doesn’t notice Noah Rodgers has gotten back to his feet and is climbing the turnbuckles.
Skippy: What is Rodgers doing?
Aiello: Whatever it is, I don’t like the look of it.
Sean Lorrenza grabs a hold of Mike Carano and turns around, planning to throw him back into the ring. Only then does he see Noah Rodgers. But it’s too late to do anything about it, as Rodgers leaps off the top turnbuckle with a somersault senton to the outside! He lands on Carano and Lorrenza, all 320lbs crashing down on top of them!
Skippy: Oh my God! Senton to the outside from Noah Rodgers!
Aiello: I didn’t think he had it in him!
Noah Rodgers gets slowly to his feet, and he stumbles back to the ring. He rolls inside the ring and stands up, clearly in pain. But he raises a hand to the audience, who cheer him on. Suddenly, Rodgers gets nailed from behind by Mike Carano, who has also made it to his feet. Carano hits a reverse DDT on Noah before making his way to the corner.
Skippy: Looks like Mike Carano is going to fly!
Aiello: This is risky, he’s still groggy.
Carano climbs to the top turnbuckle. It looks like he’s going for an elbow drop. But then “Hot Shot” Sean Lorrenza grabs the ring ropes, and Mike Carano lands crotch first on the turnbuckle! Lorrenza climbs into the ring and lifts Carano up into a gorilla press! He hits the Fatal Flaw and covers!
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Rodgers tries to crawl over and break the count!
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Mean Gene: The winner of the match - “Hot Shot” Sean Lorrenza!
Skippy: An impressive win for Lorrenza in his EWC debut!
Aiello: Not bad, not bad at all Cole.
Skippy: Will you stop with that Michael Cole crap PLEASE!
The Xtreme - Tron shows the backstage area as Aiello and Skippy argue. Rampage superstar Level-One storms around his locker room angrily. He holds a phone to his ear, as he closes his eyes trying to calm down…it doesn’t work.
Level-One: No, that wasn’t the deal when I agreed to show up to this damn show. I could be training towards my Main-Event match at Strangle Mania, never mind messing around with Sean Ferguson on Brawl right now…
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Did I mention I was in the Main-event!? I mentioned it… Ten times!? Ten times! …what are you trying to be sarcastic here? No, I mentioned it eleven times---Get it right, and listen up!
When I agreed to show up on this pathetic show I demanded that I was going to be treated like the rest of the roster. Being chased off by Brawl’s own GM isn’t anything to be happy about. Not to mention the driver that drove my ass here, wouldn’t shut up and now I have a splitting headache, right before a damn match! My experience on brawl has been horrible---Who can I blame?
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Alright, captain. I’ll go talk to Sinbad. And he better not give me any sarcastic lip, or I’m going to split his face open, and Sean Ferguson is going to have to clean it up for me---He’s probably with him right now…Yeah, Alright…
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No, you can’t get a damn autograph!
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I don’t care if it’s for your damn daughter!
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She’s dying? Uh…
Level-One looks around, before pulling the phone away from his ear and hanging up. Level-One shakes his head in disappointment, before heading towards the locker room door, on his search for GM Sinbad, and Brawl cuts to a commercial break.
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