Post by President Mac on Jan 18, 2016 23:37:25 GMT -6
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.
EWC BRAWL
January 18th 2016
LIVE! from the United Center in Chicago, Illinois
Commentators: Joe Aiello & Jeremy Piven
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Ace Heart
"Follow" by Breaking Benjamin blasts in the Stadium.
The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night Brawls Nineteen year history. From episode 001 all the way down to episode 443.
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. Sped up footage again then takes us through to Xplode, Nathan Creed, Metal Black, Living Dead Karl, Brett Black, Shawn Cage, King Flip, Slade Hardison, Emma Louise, Sabriynn Cassidy, Grime, and Jon Kellar
This is followed by highlights of showcasing Monday Night Brawl Champions: Shadow Man, Metal Black, King Flip and Xplode
There is a pause as the video package splits in half, one half dedicated to Memphis Reigns & the other half dedicated to MadDawg with the final wording ..
"In Loving Memory ... We will never forget"
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The energy in the United Center in Chicago, Illinois is electrifying.
Spotlights circle around the arena as the thousands of 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.
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As the camera pans around the arena once more, it finally comes to a stop at the announcer's booth where Aiello and Piven are shown smiling. The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!
Aiello: Ladies and Gentleman thank you for tuning in and welcome to Monday Night Brawl. We are live here in Chicago Illinois for the Four-Hundred and Forty-Fourth episode of BRAWL. Last week we kicked things off with a tremendous bang
Piven: We certainly did Joe. The EWC is back and back with a vengeance for it's 19th season. Last week we saw Shadow Man and Xplode shock the Wrestling Universe by having an impromptu Main Event for all the marbles. Xplode became our new Undisputed EWC Champion. While Shadow Man suffered serious injuries and has not been heard from all week
Aiello: It's a bit worrisome that we haven't heard a word from our EWC Hardcore Champion since last week, and in the world of "no news is good news", I fear the normally outspoken Shadow Man might be keeping quiet for all the wrong reasons. Our Extreme Wrestling Champion Xpolde, inflicted some serious blows to Shadow Man and worked on his injuries repeatedly
Piven: In another unexpected move, Jay Cee shocked the world when he returned to the EWC and more specifically Monday Night Brawl. No one knows what to expect from the EWC Legend, but if Jay Cee is even half the man he used to be, the BRAWL roster will be put on notice quickly
Aiello: Another shocking return happened earlier today when President Mac signed Eric Steel to the Friday Night Rampage brand. These moves President Mac is making to bolster the EWC Roster with former stars is a very very smart move. Rampage just got even better with the Steel signing, and I can't even imagine what must be going through Shelly Silvers mind right now with that move
Piven: Tonight we have an unbelievable a show for you all. I am very excited to talk about...
“Never Again” by Breaking Benjamin begins to play loudly as the fans stand up and instantly let out a chorus of boos! Dressed in a sharp business suit, a woman appears on the stage now with a large smile upon her face..
Jessica Stroup: Please welcome… TARA MICHAELS!!!!!
The arena literally shakes with noise as the fans scream their displeasure. Tara ignores the responses and continues down the ramp way, her eyes on the ring before her.
Aiello: Look who is back…. Tara Michaels.
Piven: Pardon the interruption I guess... Does she not look ravishing?! If I could just have one night with that woman..
Aiello: I am pretty sure that she would be nothing but bad news for you. The last time that we saw Tara, she was managing Brett Black. The duo went into Wrestlefest to square off against the Undisputed Champion of the World.. Xplode. We both know how that turned out.
Piven: Whenever that woman is out here, you can expect huge news. She is a driven manager, and able to spot talent immediately.
Aiello: This should be interesting..
Tara Michaels finds her way up the metal steps as the music continues to play. Carefully stepping through the ropes, she accepts a microphone and listen to the fans as the noise continues to assault her. Nodding her head, Tara attempts to speak.. and the arena quiets down.
Michaels: You are all absolutely in your right… to boo me. I know that I have done some pretty nasty things as of recent, but I assure you, it’s only because I want to be successful as a manager.. here in the EWC. Nothing I have ever said or done was ever committed maliciously. I truly care about the opinions of all of you.. and I beg for your forgiveness.
Aiello: Huh? This is a shocker! Tara Michaels… sorry?!
The fans mumble for a time… and then they start to boo, refusing to forgive Tara. In time, a “Terry Jones” chant begins to ring out!!
Tara laughs and clears her throat.
Tara: Obviously, I am not a very good liar. I never really believed that I could walk out here and pretend to be one of your heroes in truth, but it was worth a try. Make no mistake about it though, your Terry Jones chants are not lost on me. Despite what you all feel about me, the truth is that I have nothing but respect for that man. As a fellow manager, I look at Terry with admiration, and recognize him as the greatest mentor that the EWC has ever seen. One day, my hope is to be on his level. Everyone needs a starting point however, and tonight is that night.
Last week, two men stepped into this very ring and decided who the top name in the industry truly was. For years, the debate over who was the true champion was ever present, and both Rampage and Brawl had equal reasons as to why their champion deserved that honor. Last week, that very debate came to an end, as we saw the crowning of the one… true champion. The Kingdom of the EWC now has a rightful ruler, and that man… is the Destroyer of Worlds. This is a man who has stood victorious through ALL of 2015, regardless of the challenges placed before him. I speak from experience, when I say that he is a tough opponent to overcome. I would like to consider myself a woman of respect… and of good business. Xplode thwarted all of my plans to defeat him, and so I have volunteered to announce his name tonight…and help coronate him as the new Undisputed Champion of the World.
So without further adieu, please welcome…. XPLODE!!!
The fans stand up. The lights dim down.
“I stand alone” by Godsmack begins to play as a thick fog surrounds the stage area! All at once, the fans scream in delight as Xplode appears on the stage, dressed in a sharp suit. The freshly minted Undisputed Championship belt is slung over his shoulder, sparkling under the arena lights! Looking slowly from right to left, Xplode nods his head and soaks in the responses.
He then makes his way down the ramp way and towards the ring.
Piven: There he is.. the Undisputed Champion. It’s that man’s world now.. and we are all living in it.
Aiello: I have to admit, we may be looking at the greatest to ever step into the ring here. Love him or hate him, there is no denying it.
Stepping up the metal stairs, Xplode enters the ring to a thunderous applause. He slowly raises the championship over his head, causing a loud response! Keeping his eyes locked on Tara, Xplode says nothing as his music dies down..
Tara: X.. it is an honor to be out here today. You have made a believer out of me, and I am not ashamed to admit it. This is your night, and it your time to speak. My only hope is that you will accept my apology, and think over the idea of us working together. As you have seen, I can truly get the wheels moving for my clients. I understand that I will never fill the shoes of Terry Jones, nor would I try, but I would be a useful tool for you as you reign supreme as EWC Champion.
Xplode glares at Tara for a moment before speaking. The fans beg X to turn her down!
X: You know Tara, I have to admit, you seriously have been a pain in my ass. What I will also admit is that you are the most relentless woman that I have ever come across. You are not afraid to push the envelope, and I can respect that. Tonight is about changing the way the world works in the EWC, so it’s sort of ironic that the two of us are standing in this ring tonight. Since the moment that I arrived in the EWC, the entire industry has doubted me. I can’t remember a person in that locker room who has ever walked up to me and shakes my hand, offering me the recognition that I deserve. Regardless of the bodies that I put down for the three count, the EWC as a whole has forever shit on my parade… everyone but you. I will accept your services as my manager. You have proven yourself useful.
Tara Michaels begins to smile as the fans boo loudly. She then shakes X’s hand.
Tara: You won’t regret this, I swear it! I will prove these fans wrong!
X: Oh no… don’t get it wrong. What these fans think means nothing to me. My decisions are made by me… and me only. It’s how I have got this far in this industry. That being said, let’s get down to business.
Xplode turns to face the cameras as the fans begin to boo loudly.
X: Last week, you all witnessed history. Once again, I buried another of your damn heroes. I showed you all why I am the best in this damn business. When I woke up the next morning, did I receive the recognition that I deserved? Of course not. To be honest, I was surprised. The entire locker room has always been sucking on my tail pipes since I got here, so it’s nothing new to me. The thing is, let’s think over the names that have graced this ring over the last three years in the EWC, names that you all considered champions… names that considered themselves champions.
The fans boo once more..
X: Can’t remember any? That’s the point. I have stood the test of time and repeatedly put down each and every wannabe challenger, leaving them broken. One by one, they have either fizzled out and left the EWC, or left and attempted a comeback once again… only to finally understand the harsh truth that I AM THE BEST IN THIS DAMN INDUSTRY! HELL, I AM THE BEST IN THE WORLD! I DON’T GIVE A DAMN WHAT PROMOTION YOU ARE IN OR WHERE YOU ARE FROM… THERE ISN’T A PROMOTION OUT THERE THAT I HAVEN’T EITHER RULED AT ONE TIME OR THAT WOULD BEG ME TO STEP INTO THEIR RING AND MAKE THE LEGIT IN THIS BUSINESS!!!
The fans boo even louder as Xplode looks around, his face painted with rage.
X: That’s right… I am bragging tonight. I have every damn right to! I am standing at the top of the industry now, with NO DAMN EQUAL! Face the facts… you all have run out of excuses now. Of course, there are still some of you out there who actually think that you can hang with me. People like Mark Storm, the kind of men who held a championship… but never faced me…. and yet make claims to have actually been worth a shit. I said it before and I will say it again, until you face me…. until you defeat me… you do not deserve the right to be considered a champion. Mark Storm is not a problem for me… just a small annoyance. One I will be dealing with very soon. I have much larger plans though… plans that will put a damn dent into this universe. Tonight, I will be taking the first steps of an initiative that should have happened long ago. For too long, we have had shit talent in the company who have walked in and expected a hand out. I am done with it. Those people know who they are..
The fans begin to respond loudly.
X: I am creating a governing body…. a super faction.. that will bring about an order to things around here. Men whom I consider actual talent in this business, will stand by my side as we whittle down and bring a healthy dose of reality to that locker room. Only the best will be a part of this…. Firm. When I was debating over who I would allow this opportunity, one name stood out immediately in my mind. This is a man who represents rage incarnate. This is a man who has focused on what matters most in this business… victory at all costs. That man… is Brett Black.
Brett Black emerges from the stage area as the fans boo loudly!! A large smile is upon his face as he heads towards the ring, dressed in soiled clothing and a long black leather trench coat. He enters the ring and paces before X… before shaking his hand. The fans boo louder!!
X: You are probably wondering how I would team up with the man who assaulted my late manager last month? It’s simple. I respect his motivation. Brett Black let nothing stand in his way, and that is the type of monster that I want at my side. This is how things will be in the-
Suddenly, the sounds of “50 Shades” by Digital Summer plays over the sound system. Cutting off X in mid-sentence. Out comes Shawn Cage, a stern look on his face as he approaches the ring. He climbs through the middle rope and gets right into the face of the EWC Undisputed Champion. The two begin to exchange words and it looks like we're about to have a brawl. X backs away and throws the microphone and the championship down to the ring's mat. The two begin to circle each other and continue to exchange words. Suddenly, the two embrace in a hug and the crowd begins to boo. Shawn pats X on the back and reaches down and picks the microphone off the ring apron.
Shawn Cage: Yeah.. Yeah.. Shut the hell up, I don't care what you people think. It's always going to come down to friends in this business, you idiots totally bought into it. Yeah, I'm aware that I put every champion on notice last week. But I'm not going to take this Undisputed Championship away from showing that fucking deserves it. This man busted his ass to get here, and I can respect that. It's not a paper champion like Shadowman would have been.
Shawn walks over and leans against the turnbuckle, soaking in the course of boos that filling up the arena from the fans. He keeps taunting them, egging them on to continue.
Shawn Cage: You people paid money to see this, so sit down and shut up. It's my time to talk, and when I speak.. You listen. I spent this last week thinking about what I wanted to do, I mean I did announce that season would be the last chapter in my in-ring career. And you dumb ass fans will continue to pay your money to see me, and men like our champion Xplode. But it all began as I laid on the ring here, last week. You fuckers cheered a crazed jackass who wants to play dress up and pretend that he is a zombie for biting me, the very man that I have to tag up with later tonight in our main event. You cheered him for biting me, well I laid in this ring and wondered what the hell did I come back for, it surely wasn't for this..
Random pieces of trash begin to fly from the fans, a beer goes flying into the ring and Shawn catches it and takes a sip from it.
Shawn Cage: Thanks asshole, I needed a drink. Anyway, I knew right then and there that I didn't come back for bullshit like this. I went backstage, I listened to all the smart ass comments from you people as I made my way up the ring. I didn't have it anymore, I was washed up, I was a has been. Well I took those thoughts with me and I took my ass back to my locker room and had a shower, as that water was hitting this body that all your girlfriends pay to see and want to touch. I came up with this master plan, and it's simple.. I don't care about what you have to say anymore. I'm going to do what is best for Shawn, and not this company or it's fans. So we're going to mark tonight as the start of a new Shawn Cage, a aggressive Shawn Cage, a Shawn Cage that no longer gives a fuck. And you can thank your lovely little zombie for “Biting” me and turning me into the asshole you see standing in the ring before you.
The fans are booing louder than ever! Security teams surround the ring as the fans threaten to hop over the crowd barrier! Laughing, Xplode accepts the microphone once again..
X: Do you see how this works? Once again, the industry has been shaken to it's very core. Shawn Cage is in this damn ring because he is one of the most influential names to ever grace this business! For years, he has bled this industry in the ring and yet... you all doubted him, never offering him the respect and recognition that he has truly deserved! The men in this ring have been carefully hand picked by me, all with one thing in common. We have been shit on and passed over in favor of common "heroes" and "fan favorites". That time is over. We are demanding our respect now. We are the ignored. We.... are THE FIRM! Remember this night... because you all brought this upon yourselves. Oh.. and one more thing. I will be introducing even more members of the Firm as the weeks progress because let's face it... the industry has shit on quite a few men around here. Payback is a bitch.
"I stand alone" by Godsmack begins to play as the fans boo loudly, throwing trash into the ring! Xplode raises the championship over his head while Brett Black yanks on the ring ropes! Shawn Cage ascends a turnbuckle, taunting the fans!
Aiello: Wow... I did not see this coming.
Piven: ..and that's why it did. This is what happens when good talent gets ignored for too long. We will be back after these messages and our first match of the night! Don't go anywhere folks!
Vs JEZZABEL
Aiello: Well fans, we are now ready to start our first match of the night.
Piven: Yay. Goodie.
Aiello: You sound like you’re so interested.
Piven: Love the sarcasm. Did it take you long to figure out what it means?
Aiello: I’m not going to reply with an intelligent response. Ladies and gentlemen, ring announcer Jessica Stroup.
The camera pans to Jessica in the ring.
Stroup: The first match of the night is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from New York. Standing in at 5 feet 6 inches tall! She is EMMMMMMA LOUUUUUISSSSSSE!!!
"This Little Girl" by Cady Groves plays and Emma steps through the curtain. Blows a kiss to the crowd a la Maria and then walks, half dancing to the ring.
Piven: Oh, scratch that. Interested.
Emma slips feet first through the ropes like an envelope before laying suggestively over the top rope. Emma’s music stops playing.
Aiello: I find it hilarious that you are staring.
Piven: What? I didn’t catch that.
Aiello: Nevermind.
The lights in the arena go dark and a red glow begins to fill the arena. A bell tolls and “Toccata & Fugue” by Birdie Wings, begins to play. A Phoenix shriek is heard and as the first chord of the song plays the stage is engulfed in flames. As the flames dissipate, Jezzabel appears on the stage seemingly out of thin air and stares down at the ring for a moment.
Stroup: And her opponent! Representing one half of Transcendence, from Las Vegas, Nevada!
Jezzabel begins to make her way down to the ring.
Stroup: Standing in at an even 6 feet tall. She is ‘The Rising Phoenix’! JEZZZZZZZABELLLLL!!!
Piven: Man look at this. This woman is like an Amazon Goddess.
Aiello: I-I am not exactly sure you’re all there.
Piven reaches over and pokes Aiello.
Aiello: Ow! What the hell?
Piven: Just letting you know I’m here.
Aiello: That-That’s not what I meant.
Jezzabel climbs the steel steps and enters the ring. She looks over at Jezzabel, looks at the referee, and then goes to stand center stage of the ring and puts her arms up and waits a moment before bringing them down and as she does flames shoot out of the ringposts.
Aiello: Geez! I hate that!
Piven: Someone easily startled?
Aiello: No. It’s loud.
Piven: Awww. Want someone to bring you some ear plugs?
Aiello: That would actually be a good thing. I wouldn’t need to listen to your mouth all night.
Piven: If I weren’t here this would be like that guy on ‘Major League’ that has to do play-by-play when that old guy gets drunk and passes out.
Aiello: Hardly.
Piven: Oh, believe me. It’d be exactly like that. Body slam. Right punch. Left Kick. Cover.
The ref checks the knee pads and boots of Jezzabel and of Emma before he calls for the bell to start the match.
Piven: Did he really just check them to see if those were legal boots?
Aiello: Yes, he did. Haven’t seen that in a while.
Piven: Shows how much you pay attention.
The bell rings and Jezzabel starts walking toward Emma as Emma backs away into the corner. Jezzabel corners her and goes for an overhand chop. Emma moves out the way and gets in the center of the ring. Jezzabel shakes her head and starts circling and Emma follows in the same direction. Just before they lock up, Emma drops down to a knee and swings herself around Jezzabel and tries to hold on to a waist lock, but Jezzabel grabs one of Emma’s arms and powers out. As she turns toward Emma she places a foot behind Emma’s and trip her and throws her down to the mat like a basic sweep. Emma rolls away and gets back to her feet. Emma starts getting ready for another collar and elbow tie up, but this time Jezzabel kicks Emma in the mid-section and follows up with a hard right hand.
Piven: Damn. Ouch.
Aiello: Kids are watching.
Piven: I was talking about the Hoover Dam.
Aiello: Sure you were. Emma is going to need to use her speed and just try to out maneuver Jezzabel here.
Piven: I don’t know if that’d work anyway. Jezzabel is the little sister of Hell’s favorite Demon and the dead man.
Aiello: Well, she’s going to have to dig deep. She’s quite an athlete and a great addition to the Brawl roster, but she has her work cut out for her tonight.
As Piven and Aiello continue to talk about it, Emma takes a wild swing and actually connects with a good blow to the face of Jezzabel. Jezzabel is stunned for a moment, allowing for Emma to run to the ropes. Emma bounces off the ropes.
Aiello: That was nice! Emma Louise just took Jezzabel off her feet with what looked like a crossbody and cross block.
Piven: That little girl has some fight in her.
Aiello: She does. That’s why she’s on the Brawl roster.
Emma gets up to her feet. She grabs the head of Jezzabel, and does hold onto a little bit of hair but only to get Jezzabel up to a knee before she backs away and does a spinning kick to the chest of Jezzabel. Jezzabel falls backward and Emma goes up to the top rope.
Aiello: Emma going up!
Piven: She’s taking a major risk.
Aiello: That she is! But, it could be a good risk.
Emma flies off the top rope and hits Jezzabel with a moonsault. She stays on her knees for a moment before she covers Jezzabel.
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Aiello: And Jezzabel kicks out at two.
Piven: I guess Jezzabel was more stunned than I thought.
Aiello: Could have been.
Emma looks at the ref and then out to the fans and still on her knees reaches for Jezzabel’s arm and begins to pull her up to a sitting position. She locks a sleeper on Jezzabel.
Aiello: That’s a good way to work Jezzabel. Keep her on the ground. Take away her power. Make her work harder.
Piven: Yup, it would be just like that ‘Major League’ scene.
Aiello: Would you stop!
Piven: Call the match. I’m busy trying to figure out what I’m going to have for dinner tonight.
Aiello: Well, order a damn pizza.
Piven: Kids are watching.
Aiello: I-
Piven: Oh, look at that. Jezzabel is fighting out of the sleeper. Do your job. Pay attention.
Jezzabel is fighting out of the sleeper and is now on her feet. Emma holds on tighter, Jezzabel can’t break it with just her arm strength and staggers backward into the corner. The impact does make Emma release the hold. Jezzabel turns around and hits Emma with an uppercut punch. She then gives Emma a back elbow to the side of the head.
Aiello: Jezzabel back in control.
Piven: Fly ball. Caught.
Aiello ignores Piven and continues to call the match.
Aiello: Another big back elbow from Jezzabel.
Jezzabel pulls Emma out of the corner and hits her with a shortarm clothesline. Jezzabel covers Emma half-heartedly.
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Emma kicks out and tries to sit up. Jezzabel grabs Emma by the back of the head and gives her a head butt to send her back down. Jezzabel stands, she walks toward Emma’s head and reaches down to grab Emma’s hair, but Emma rolls her up into a small package.
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Aiello: No! Jezzabel kicks out! Jezzabel and Emma both back to their feet quick! Boot to the face!
Emma hits the mat hard. Jezzabel goes for the cover.
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Emma kicks out, she sits up and Jezzabel gets to her feet and starts to pull Emma up to her feet also. She grabs Emma by the throat and goes for a chokeslam. Emma counters it and then hits Jezzabel with a chop block to the back of the leg. Jezzabel goes down to a knee and Emma runs off the ropes. As she comes back she hits Jezzabel with a flipping facecrusher, using a variation of her snapmare driver called Girl Crush due to the size of Jezzabel in comparison to herself.
Aiello: I think that was it! I think that was Girl Crush!
Emma covers.
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Aiello: No! How did Jezzabel kick out of that?
Piven: She summoned the force.
Aiello: What?
Aiello’s attention went from the match straight to Piven’s comment.
Piven: She summoned the force. Just like I’m about to do.
At that moment Piven lifts his leg and over the commentator mic you can hear it like a small rumbling.
Aiello: That’s just sick.
In the ring, Emma can’t believe it. She’s wide eyed. Then, Jezzabel grabs her by the throat. She sits up. And she makes that cutting throat gesture like her brother’s and begins to get to her feet. Soon as she does, Jezzabel lifts Emma up high into the air and chokeslams her.
Aiello: Chokeslam!
Piven: Foul ball!
Jezzabel now goes to the top rope. She waits as Emma slowly gets to her feet dizzy from the chokeslam and in pain. Jezzabel leaps off and hits Emma with that flying clothesline and rolls. She gets up. She grabs Emma’s arm, she pulls Emma to her feet. She whips Emma into the turnbuckle, charges in.
Aiello: OH!!! PHOENIX SPLASH!!!
Emma looks dazed and Jezzabel pulls her out of the corner. She turns her so that Emma’s back is toward the center of the ring. She kicks Emma in the gut and motions for the Rising Phoenix Bomb.
Aiello: Here it comes!
Piven: Rising Phoenix Bomb! I can’t watch!
Aiello: That’s it! That’s it! She it hit!
Jezzabel hits the high angle powerbomb she calls Rising Phoenix Bomb and goes for the pin.
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Aiello: And Jezzabel defeats Emma Louise! What a match! And even after Emma hit Girl Crush. Jezzabel kicked out and came back to beat her.
Jezzabel gets to her feet. She slowly rolls Emma out of the ring and out onto the ringside floor.
Stroup: Winner by pinfall! “The Rising Phoenix”! JEZZZZZZZABELLLLLL!!!!
Jezzabel gets back to her feet and goes to center stage as her music plays. She raises her arm into the air with a closed fist and then goes down to a single knee as the blue glow fills the arena and flames shoot out of the ring posts.
Aiello: Damn it! Spilled my coffee!
Piven: Oh, now it’s coffee.
Aiello: Uh, yes. What’d you think it was?
Piven: Just what you told me. Rum with cough syrup.
Aiello: I think that’s what you were drinking.
Piven: Whatever. You need to learn when sarcasm is okay and when it isn’t. And when you’re talking to me, sarcasm isn’t.
Aiello: Right.
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WEEK
Vs FLASH DAVIS
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall…
if you're sick
if you're sick
if you're sick
if you're sick of it
if you're sick
if you're sick
IF YOU'RE SICK OF IT!
And with that "Sick of It" by Skillet blast into the arena. Shooting out from the black curtain is a rather enthusiastic looking girl, with a way more stern looking female following shortly afterwards.
Stroup: And coming down the aisle, standing at 5 feet 2 and 19/32nds! Residing in Battle Creek Michigan! Being accompanied to the ring by Zelda Lavoie! LUUUCYYYYY MIIIDDLEEEEYYYY!!!
The fans were unsure how to react to Lucy, some cheered and some booed, yet the vast majority booed heavily towards the French Canadian known as Zelda Lavoie. However it appears that Middley hasn't noticed a single thing about the boos as she begins to skip down to the ring. Once at ringside Lucy practically throws herself under the bottom rope and into the ring. Immediately Lucy springs up to her feet, bounce over to one of the corners and leaps up to the middle rope before throwing her hands up in the air. By then Zelda is already at ringside as Lucy makes her hands outline a love-heart and yells out "Haters Be Losers!" before splitting her hands up and jumping back down to the mat.
Aiello: Here is Lucy Middley with Zelda Lavoie. Something her opponent is going to have to keep an eye on tonight is that woman right there.
The camera pans to Zelda Lavoie.
Piven: I’m going to be paying attention to that woman, too.
Aiello: I imagine so.
The lights go dim with a blue hue as ‘Tormented' by Tech N9ne begins to play over the speakers. Over the EWC big screen you see Flash Davis with a bunch of women in bikini's and in blue and pink font 'Flash Davis' slowly slides across the screen. Then you hear over the speakers:
"One for the devil..."
"Two for my God..."
"Father please forgive while I rock this broad!"
The lights start flashing along with the beat as you see Flash Davis walk out onto the stage wearing his blue and black vinyl robe with the hood over his head. And, the music stops playing as he stands on the stage waiting. The lights all come back on as he stands there with his head bowed.
Stroup: Making his way to the ring, from the Flash Enterprise Estate in Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing 225 pounds and standing at an even 6 feet tall! He is FLAAAASSSHHHHH!!! DAAAAVIISSSSSSS!!!
As Jessica Stroup finishes announcing him, the lights go back to flashing with the beat of 'Tormented' by Tech N9ne. The screen behind Flash Davis starts reading the beginning lyrics as Flash continues to stand there.
"Tormented!"
Flash Davis removes the hood from his head and begins walking down to the ring as Mark Simmons comes up behind him to follow him to the ring. Flash turns around and waves Mark Simmons away. He mouths the words “I got this” and Mark Simmons nods and puts his hands up like he’s agreeing and heads backstage. Flash Davis continues to make his way down to the ring and he begins to take off the robe. Before he reaches the ringside floor he hands the robe to a lady and gives her a big kiss on the lips. He looks at the ring and in a high leap jumps up onto the apron and in one smooth motion does a front handspring into the ring using the top rope. He goes to all four turnbuckles and hops up on the middle turnbuckle raising his arms to the fans to rile them up and on the fourth he puts his hands behind his head and slowly rolls his hips for the ladies. As the music stops he hops off the middle rope and turns around to walk toward the center of the ring where he waits for the match to start.
Aiello: And this match will be interesting.
Piven: Let’s hope so.
The ref calls for the bell to start the match. Flash and Lucy look at each other and Flash has a smile on his face. He walks forward and Lucy acts as if she’s getting ready to start, but Flash puts his hands out, palms out, trying to get her to wait a moment. She squints wondering what he’s up to he walks up to her until he’s a foot away and puts his hands up in the air and takes another step forward.
Aiello: Wow they are only an inch away from each other here just standing there. Why is she just waiting? What’s Flash Davis doing here?
Flash lowers his hands and puts them behind his head as he begins to roll his hips for her.
Piven: Oh my!
Aiello: Flash Davis is trying to get into Lucy Middley’s head.
Lucy puts her hands on her hips and takes a step back. She looks Flash over and looks at Zelda Lavoie. Zelda gets up on the apron and gets the refs attention and starts yelling and pointing at Flash.
Piven: Zelda Lavoie is livid!
Flash Davis stops rolling his hips and gives Lucy Middley a smile. He backs up to the ropes and leans there until the referee gets Zelda Lavoie off the apron. When she drops to the floor, Flash begins to start circling with Lucy in the ring. When Flash Davis reaches a certain point he stops, standing up straight and turns to face Zelda Lavoie.
Piven: Now Flash is trying to get into Zelda Lavoie’s head!
Flash gives her a few hip thrusts and points to her and back at Lucy Middley, but as he turns to look at Lucy to point to her, Lucy’s already charging him and gives Flash a running forearm to the jaw.
Piven: Lucy has had enough of the games! She’s on the attack!
Flash staggers from the forearm shot and Lucy follows it with more until Flash is backed up in the corner. She starts swinging with rights and lefts until she beats Flash down to the mat before the ref even has a chance to come and back her away.
Aiello: This match could get ugly. Flash Davis came out here and right away when this match started began getting promiscuous with Lucy Middley in the center of the ring.
Piven: Yeah, then he turned his attention to Zelda Lavoie.
Flash Davis gets back to his feet by grabbing the middle ropes and pushing himself up. He walks out to the center of the ring and gives Lucy a forearm shot to the side of the head as a little payback for the previous series of shots he’d received from her. Lucy staggers away, but Flash follows and instead of going to the corner, Flash pushes Lucy’s back against the ropes.
Aiello: Irish Whip from Flash Davis! Lucy Middley off the ropes!
Flash leap frogs her.
Aiello: Flash with great agility there!
Lucy bounces off the ropes again, Flash goes to leap frog again, but Lucy stops in her tracks. As soon as Flash lands, Lucy gives him a killer Enziguiri.
Piven: Hear that echo!
Flash hits the mat, Lucy turns him on his back and covers.
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Piven: Early pinning attempt from Lucy Middley there. What the hell?
As Lucy tries to get up, Flash grabs her by the arm and pulls him back on top of her. He rolls over and causes her to be on her back. The referee is still in position.
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Aiello: Kick out by Lucy Middley!
Piven: That was an interesting way to go for a cover.
Aiello: This match just keeps getting more interesting as it goes on.
Piven: Vivid Videos might want to sign these two to a contract if the producers see this match.
Aiello: I don’t think that this match is ever going to go there.
Piven: Okay, maybe not. How about a trequel of Mr. and Mrs. Smith?
Aiello: You trying to make a new word? Trequel?
Piven: Hey, it’ll stick.
Aiello: I highly doubt it. Flash holding the arm of Lucy Middley here and he’s working her down with an arm bar.
The arm bar is just basic, but effective. Lucy doesn’t have enough strength to pull herself and Flash to the ropes. She does however use her flexibility to get her right arm beneath her and roll so that Flash rolls back and Lucy gets out of the arm bar.
Aiello: Great move there by Lucy Middley.
Lucy and Flash get to their feet. Flash comes toward her and gets too close.
Aiello: Inverted atomic drop from Lucy Middley.
Flash doesn’t fall to the mat, but it’s obvious that the inverted atomic drop might have had slight miscalculation of where Flash came down on lower thigh. Flash swings wildly and Lucy ducks it and hits Flash with the infamous inverted headlock backbreaker made popular today by the Viper.
Aiello: Great move from Lucy Middley. She goes for the cover!
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Aiello: Oh so close! Lucy Middley almost beat Flash Davis right there!
Piven: The fancy wrestling style of Flash Davis looks to be getting outdone here.
Flash rolls slowly toward the ropes as Lucy follows up, the ref gets in her way because Flash Davis is underneath the bottom rope. Zelda Lavoie walks over with the referee’s back turned and slaps Flash Davis in the face for his disrespectful hip thrusts in her direction earlier. She quickly moves away from Flash before the referee catches her and Lucy reaches down to grab Flash Davis’ foot to pull him away from beneath the ropes, and Flash kicks her in the knee to cut her off. He does it again and this time Lucy goes down to a knee. Flash uses the middle rope and pulls himself up so he’s standing on the apron.
Aiello: Flash on the apron now and looks to be waiting for Lucy Middley to stand up here.
Piven: Zelda Lavoie coming back around.
Just before Zelda can reach for Flash’s ankle, Flash turns and sees her and starts pointing at her saying something. Lucy Middley uses the distraction to get to her feet, charge at Flash and give him a lariat from behind to send him flying off the apron into the ringside barrier.
Aiello: Lucy Middley taking advantage of the opportunity there. Flash hit the barricade hard.
Piven: Never turn your back on your opponent, Flash. That’s what you get.
Aiello: Flash Davis definitely needs to focus here in this match. I don’t see how Flash can possibly win this match if he can’t get back in control.
Lucy Middley allows the referee to start counting and gets out of the ring behind him. She walks around the ring, sneaking so the referee doesn’t even see her.
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Lucy Middley charges at Flash Davis who is leaning on the barricade. He sees Lucy at the last possible moment, and is able to just move out of the way from that running double high knee. Lucy hits the barricade knees first and hard.
Aiello: Oh that has to hurt! Lucy hits the barricade and Flash Davis looks to have found a way back into this match.
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Flash grabs the bottom rope and lifts his leg onto the apron. He rolls into the ring and then back out to the floor to force the referee to restart the count. Lucy is rolling around on the floor holding her right knee, which took the majority of the blow against the barricade.
Aiello: Looks like Flash is going to take the advantage of the working Lucy over a bit more outside the ring now.
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Piven: Look out, Lucy.
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Before Flash grabs Lucy he goes over to a woman in the front row and plants a huge kiss on her lips.
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Aiello: Promiscuous Flash till the very end, fans.
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Aiello: Probably, but I don’t think that will stop Flash from giving the women what they want.
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Flash returns his attention on Lucy and grabs the waistband of her wrestling attire. He picks her up this way and gets her on his feet. Flash places his hand on the back of Lucy’s head and then as if he were in the ring he tosses her to the barricade so that she almost goes over.
Aiello: Oh!
Flash goes toward the ring and rolls back in and then back out. The referee is not happy. His count starts over again.
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Aiello: Are we going to see the Spanky Doo Da on the barricade?
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Flash winds up and just as he’s about to spank Lucy, Zelda Lavoie jumps in front of him and Flash almost smacks the front of her. Zelda opens her mouth like she’s pissed and surprised at the same time. She starts pointing her finger in his face as the referee starts yelling at her and giving her a warning not to get involved in the match.
Piven: That would have been hilarious!
Aiello: I don’t think that would have ended so well for Flash Davis. That would have been a serious issue with the Extreme Wrestling Corporation and having to save face might have had to suspend Flash for indecent contact.
Piven: Still, that too would have been a hilarious thing to talk about.
Flash doesn’t get to spank Lucy on the barricade but he does pull her off the barricade as Zelda gets away from him and rolls Lucy under the ropes. The distraction of Zelda Lavoie was enough for Lucy to regroup and recharge. As Flash was getting into the ring Lucy gets to her feet and starts kicking and stomping at Flash.
Aiello: Here comes Lucy Middley again!
The referee pulls Lucy Middley away tells her to back off. Flash was still in the ropes when she started her assault. Flash enters the ring or more like falls into the ring. During the assault the ropes had racked him and Flash is making that obvious as he’s covering his groin with both hands.
Piven: This guy is never going to have kids if this keeps up.
Aiello: That could be a good possibility.
Lucy goes and grabs Flash by the head, she starts helping him to his feet and then Irish Whips him into the corner. She charges, this time she hits the high double knee to the chest of Flash and seeing that he isn’t going down, Lucy runs to the ropes and coming back ends up getting her knees drop kicked out from under her by Flash.
Aiello: Oh man! Flash after the already tender knees of Lucy Middley here again.
Piven: Did you just hear what you said?
Aiello: Oh shut it.
Flash slowly gets to his feet. He grabs Lucy Middley by the head and tosses her toward the ropes. Now, just as she had been on the barricade, Lucy is caught on the middle rope. Flash winks at a still pissed off Zelda Lavoie who’s slamming her hands on the apron and then he licks his hand and winds up.
Aiello: There’s the Spanky Doo Da from Flash Davis!
Lucy cries out. She’s still caught on the ropes and holding her backside. Flash waves at Zelda before he turns and grabs Lucy and pulls her off the ropes and spins her around to face him. He hooks her for the spinning downward spiral and hits it.
Aiello: Flash Kiss! That’s it!
Piven: Cover her and you got your first victory in professional wrestling, youngster.
Flash does just that. He rolls hooks both her legs and for extra leverage that the referee can’t see holds her by the waistband. The referee slides into position for the count.
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Aiello: And Flash Davis pulls out an impressive victory here tonight, fans!
Piven: And gave Lucy Middley a wedgy to do it!
Aiello: It wasn’t exactly a clean cover, but it did the trick.
Stroup: Winner of this match by pinfall! Flash Davis!
“Tormented” by Tech N9ne hits the speakers as Zelda Lavoie slides into the ring. Flash rolls out of the ring and continues to celebrate. Zelda Lavoie argues with the referee that Flash held onto Lucy’s waistband. He argues back that he didn’t see it. Flash turns around and smiles big and then blows Lucy and Zelda both a kiss before walking back up the ramp and heading backstage leaving Zelda Lavoie pissed off and checking on Lucy Middley.
Long after Wrestlefest XIII went off the air, the crew of Extreme Wrestling Corporation managed to get a few words with the new number one contender for the United States Championship, Alexis Morrison. Since her debut in the company, Alexis, has been on a warpath to take EWC by storm. This would be the second time Alexis Morrison and Metal Black have competed against each other since the EWC King of the Cage tournament in Toronto. Darkness is what we open up to before hearing a click sound bringing with it this bright light from a film projector. It hovers over something. A belt. Children appear singing with hands over their hearts; faces proudly raised high on film like no care n the world could shake them.
L I T T L E ✖ C H I L D R E N
“I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”
Lights slowly come on. A replica of the Extreme Wrestling Corporation United States Championship sits comfortable on a red chair. Something odd about this championship, though. It seemed cracked; a deep split ran across the surface of the center plate. Suddenly, Alexis Morrison's face slowly comes into frame in the corner of our view before walking around. She wears a custom ripped Metal Black tee with a solid white shirt underneath, and simple jeans. Alexis cups her hands together looking at the broken title.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“Have I gotten your attention, Metal Black? Or, would you prefer me to call you Abbey? I guess it really doesn't matter as long as I address directly to you.”
She walks for a bit while cameras get a close shot of her upper body. She is looking down at the floor. Her movement is slow, slower than most.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“Did you like what you saw this past Friday Night? How I was manhandled by Luke Wolfe so easily. Oh, I bet you did. I was less dominating than the last time we shared the same ring together. It was almost like I wasn't there to properly take care of the guy. I can sense all the gears turning inside you. All the sparks lighting up to give your ego a boost. You see this as proof we aren't in the same league. That's what they all believed.”
She stops altogether.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“You have such a pretty name for such a violent person. This country was founded on violence, on bloodshed against rival armies from across the neighboring seas. I know you Abbey, I know you are a very busy Queen. You maintained the EWC United States Championship. You managed to battle through a middle-aged 80s hair band reject who thinks he belongs in the major leagues, to one day hold the Undisputed World title.”
Alexis darts her eyes to the camera in front of her while taking minor steps. The darkness shadows most of her own body and leaves traces of a now white screen flashing over this woman. She continues.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“You managed to beat a woman desperate claim back up the mountain of success in the championship realm, claiming she is the one true woman of chaos. There are so many of those out in the world. I lost count in this digital age for those copies. And you managed to beat a delusional man believing himself to be a walking zombie from beyond the grave. Now that, that I could never do. I like the undead.”
Close-up shoot. Her hand lifts and extends a finger up with a sly smile across her face. Alexis dashing over to this fake championship belt, kneeling before the item like a holy relic. Fingers are the first to rub the outer rim of this title then the rest of her hand. She looks mesmerized.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“People think that you're an individual to fear because you would most likely burst a cap in someone's ass for looking at yourself funny. I am not afraid of bullets, I am not afraid of you.”
Morrison's eyes glare toward the cameras with no sense of fear. No other look but the stare of someone confident and seasoned beyond the wrestling business. There would be no fear at that moment. Her head lowered, and her determiner got more serious in tone. Alexis stands up. Her arms spread out wide.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“All your life you've feared no one. You have been groomed into a world much like my own. Depending only to yourself for guidance in a place forged by war and violence every day of the year pouring onto the streets. Hardcore Revolution is coming, my friend. It is coming, and I am coming with it.”
She spreads her arms wide to embrace what she was about to say to the world.
A L E X I S ✖ M O R R I S O N
“And justice for all.”
On that note, Alexis strikes the camera, watching as it falls – and is then broken on contact with the ground. A sadistic grin unfolds onto her face squatting in front of the device. You can hear the dark-haired woman hum to herself, hitting the final blow to the thing. Static follows as we lose transmission.
Vs TONY SAVAGE
Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Norfolk, Virginia weighing in at 210 pounds and standing 6 feet 4 inches tall! He is the King of the Extreme! CORRRRREYYYYY X!!
“Light Em Up” by Fallout Boy hits the speakers and Corey X comes out onto the stage. He makes his way to the ring slapping the hands of some fans as he goes.
Aiello: Well that was an interesting video presentation we just saw. Alexis Morrison is looking for justice. Moving on... Corey X coming off a big win last week and could continue to that win streak here tonight.
Piven: Yeah. He could. But, he’s facing Tony Savage.
Aiello: And that’s a going to be a huge test for Corey X here tonight.
Corey X gets into the ring and raises his arms. He walks to one of the corner turnbuckles and hits it twice before scaling to the middle rope and raising his arms again. He looks toward the ring entrance stage for a moment before dropping from the middle rope.
“Easy Rider” by Action Bronson begins to play as Tony Savage rides out onto the stage as you hear the roar of his perfectly tuned Harley Davidson. The fans start cheering as he begins to ride down to the ring.
Jessica Stroup: Ladies and Gentlemen, now making his way into the ring, from Atlantic City, N.J., via Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 245 lbs....EWC's official bail bondsman....The Atlanta Falcon....TONY SAVAGE!
Tony stops the bike next to the announcers table, revving the engine to the delight of fans nearby, and to the chagrin of that piece of shit Piven and his eardrums. He parks the bike, EWC's security crew takes temporary custody of Tony's weapons and search him, then, jumps into the ring still in street clothes, cracking his knuckles and ready to fight.
Aiello: Corey X is going to be in for a big fight tonight with Tony Savage.
Piven: This guy needs to learn that there aren’t any streets in buildings.
The ref calls for the bell and Corey X wants to get right to it. He takes a wild swing at Savage, but Savage ducks it. The ref isn’t so lucky as the punch connects.
Piven: Oh! Goodnight ref! Sweet dreams!
Aiello: The referee is out. Corey X can’t believe he just hit the referee. He obvious meant to hit Tony Savage.
Piven: So that’s Tony Savage’s fault. He should be disqualified.
Aiello: I don’t think Corey X meant to do that and the only thing Tony Savage was duck.
After a brief moment, Corey X goes after Tony Savage again and the two start brawling in the ring with hard right hands and lefts. The fans start cheering as they continue to fight until they both tumble out of the ring to the floor. The brawl doesn’t seem to ever lose any pace as the two continue to battle. Corey X kicks Tony Savage in the gut and then attempts to irish whip him into the barricade, but Savage reserves and sends Corey X crashing into the barricade instead.
Aiello: The ref is still out, these guys could end up spending a lot of time outside the ring.
Piven: That would be interesting. We should time how long it takes for the referee to get up.
Tony goes over to Corey and kicks him in the chest like a stomp kick. He does it again and backs away for a moment. He lets Corey get to his feet and then kicks him in the gut and hits him with a spike DDT.
Aiello: Oh! That wasn’t just any ol’ DDT.
Piven: Corey X’s head has to be screaming.
Tony gets to his feet and holds his back as the impact still hurt him a bit as well and he grabs Corey by the head and begins to pull him up to his feet. He turns Corey towards him and bulrushes Corey into the apron back first. Tony then begins to clobber Corey with standing lariats and each time Corey’s head is rocked. The referee slowly begins to come to and Tony Savage grabs Corey and rolls him into the ring. He slides in after him. Tony raises his arm in the air causing the fans to cheer louder.
Aiello: Tony Savage is in complete control here.
Corey is on all fours attempting to get to his feet. The ref pushes up and uses the ropes to help himself up as well and Tony gives Corey a soccerball kick to the sternum. Corey X nearly falls out of the ring and grabs the bottom rope to keep him from going to the floor.
Piven: Ouch.
Aiello: You can say that again.
Piven: That again? Okay. Ouch.
Aiello: Tony Savage on the attack again here, he’s not giving Corey X much time.
Savage grabs the back of Corey X’s neck and starts helping him to his feet. He goes for a Russian Leg sweep, but Corey X slams him with a couple elbow shots to the face. Corey X presses Savage against the ropes and irish whips him across the ring. Tony comes off the ropes and gets taken off his feet by a huge drop kick from Corey.
Aiello: It looks like Corey X is coming back here. Oh the quick cover!
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Aiello: And no! Tony Savage kicks out easily at two.
Piven: Corey X is going to have to do a lot more than that to get a win over Tony Savage.
Aiello: Right you are.
Corey X grabs Tony’s head and as he gets to his feet Tony Savage follows. Corey goes for a belly to belly suplex, but Tony blocks it and gives Corey an elbow to the forehead. Corey lets go and staggers backward. As Tony comes toward him, Corey X kicks him in the gut, gives Tony a hard forearm shot to the side of the head, and as Tony staggers away from Corey X…
Aiello: German Suplex from Corey X!
Corey X back to his feet, raises his arms for the fans and they cheer as well. But, Tony is already crawling toward the ropes to get to his feet and Corey X turns around to see it. He goes to Tony Savage and stomps on the man’s back. He does it again and then grabs Tony’s arm to try getting him to his feet. Tony Savage takes advantage of access to Corey X’s arm and pulls Corey X down into an arm bar.
Aiello: Here comes that instinct that Tony Savage is so famous for! He’s got Corey X in an armbar out of nowhere and Corey X never saw that one coming.
Piven: Break it off! Break it!
Tony Savage does put more torque into the armbar as Corey reaches for the bottom rope. It’s only inches away.
Aiello: Corey X reaching! Reaching! He’s got the bottom rope!
The ref tells Tony to break the hold and he does. He gets to his feet. Corey also slowly gets to his feet and holds his arm. Tony whips Corey into the corner and follows with a running forearm shot to the face. He scales to the middle rope and starts giving Corey X that famous ten punches in the corner. The crowd counting each punch.
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Tony Savage lets more time go between the 9th and 10th punch as he plays to the crowd and then drops back down with the last punch giving Corey a bionic elbow as he drops to the mat. Corey staggers out of the corner dazed and falls to his knees, then face down. Corey X makes the mistake of rolling over and Tony Savage takes advantage and mounts him.
Aiello: Here comes the Savage Beatdown!
Piven: Corey X is never going to be the same after this.
Elbow shot after elbow shot connects with Corey X’s face as Tony pummels him over and over. Finally Savage gets off Corey X and gets to his feet. He looks around at the fans who are cheering even louder and Savage signals that he’s done with this.
Aiello: He just signaled for that Cardiac Arrest.
Piven: Corey X is about done for here.
Savage gets Corey to his feet. Grabs his arm. He locks Corey’s arm behind his head. Corey X’s chest wide open for the assault.
Aiello: There it is! Cardiac Arrest! That infamous punch to the chest cavity and Corey X is down!
Piven: Again!
Aiello: I don’t think Corey X wants that to happen again.
Savage covers Corey X and doesn’t even hook a leg as the ref is in position.
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Aiello: And Tony Savage has ended the two match winning streak of Corey X here tonight with that victory!
Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, winner by pinfall! TOOOONNNNNYYYYYY SAAAAAVAAAAAGEEEE!!!!
“Easy Rider” by Action Bronson begins to play as Tony Savage gets off Corey X and starts to celebrate. He raises his arm as the ref holds it up and then the ref goes back to check on Corey X to make sure he’s okay. Tony Savage just looks at Corey X and then slowly gets out of the ring. The EWC security give Tony Savage his weapons back and Tony gets on the Harley, revs the engine again just for Piven and to the delight of the fans and then rides around the ring and heads back up the entrance ramp to the back.
