FSW 16

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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
FUTURE STARS OF WRESTLING
Live on Saturdays 9/8 PM CST (ESPN, Spike, SkySports)
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Episode 16
April 30th, 2016




Live! at the Dunn-Oliver Acadome - Montgomery, Alabama

Commentators: Dick Shelby and Franklin Wright
Announcer: Deneen McQueen
Backstage interviewer: Destiny Fairchild
FSW General Managers: Roselee Scott and James Tyson

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As the show intro dies down as “Strike Back” by Kira Justice plays on the pa system.







Derek Wellings makes his way out from the entrance, holding up the FSW Championship above his head. The fans boo loudly and jeer him as he walks towards the ring.

Dick Shelby: The FSW Champion making his way to the ring and these fans are not showing him any mercy. Last week we saw his one week only partner Johnny Bonecrusher abandon him the middle of the ring.

Franklin Wright: People are just jealous, Johnny Bonecrusher wanted to make our champion look weak and he did that. He left Derek Wellings at a pivotal moment and made not only himself look bad but he made the FSW Championship look weak.

Derek stands in the ring with the FSW Championship over his shoulder. The fans boo him and Derek sees “JOHNNY CRUSHED DEREK” signs, several “CHAMPION NO MORE” and his new personal favorite of “NO MORE”

Derek Wellings: Last week, we saw yours truly, the FSW Champion, and Johnny Bonecrusher team up. A match we should have won when Jealous Hack I mean Johnny Bonecrusher left me in the ring. We saw two guys who have zero reason to be in the ring with me steal a win.

But this week is different, last week James Tyson and Roselee Scott gave the okay for us to decide the stipulation for our championship bout on May 14th. The main event was STOLEN FROM ME, MISTER MAIN EVENT, and given to two men to represent us, because a woman could never grace either one of us, they’re simply unworthy.


The crowd boos massively, holding up signs for Kimi Smalls, Alyson Dunham, Bianca Davis, Kasey Cross, Otaki, and Sway. Derek smiles and is about to continue when “Some Things Never Fall” by The Black Halos hits the PA System. The Airborne Ranger looks to see Johnny Bonecrusher appear on a large monitor.

Dick Shelby: Hey, look who it is, live from the Nippon Budōkan!

Franklin Wright: Didn't he sell us out to wrestle in Japan?

Dick Shelby: He's part of a major one-day tournament there, give him a break!

Johnny Bonecrusher: You know, I believe it was Homer Simpson who said it best when he said 'BORING!'

Derek Wellings: Yeah, he was talking about your career.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Yeah, a cartoon character was talking about The Johnny, that's how famous I am. Good one. Suck my balls.

Derek Wellings: If you had any I would, last week we saw you leave me in the ring. How’s it feel to know that you’re a quitter?

Johnny Bonecrusher: It was very satisfying this one time.

The fans laugh as Derek clearly looks annoyed. He quickly recomposes himself.

Derek Wellings: I see you’re not here tonight, you double booked yourself. BUT we BOTH know, you’re afraid of what I might do to you.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Oh. Yes. I am TERRIFIED.

Derek Wellings: So let’s be honest, who do you want to represent you tonight? Because your choice won’t matter, mine will win and I you will HATE my stipulation.

Johnny Bonecrusher: As long as your stipulation doesn’t involve me watching any of your matches, I don’t care if the winner is the first person to slaughter a young animal and sacrifice a child. Actually, I do, that's awful. I don't know what came over me... oh wait, I DO know... it's YOU and your douchebaggery! As for my choice to represent me, I pick... Garrett “Nuclear Destruction” Webb!

Derek Wellings: Okay, nice choice. Amazing young talent, he can represent you well. I choose YOU, JOHNNY BONECRUSHER.

The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheering and booing.

Franklin Wight: Oh now that’s smart, he choose Johnny Bonecrusher to be his fighter tonight.

Dick Shelby: How is that a good idea? Johnny’s not even in the country.

Franklin Wight: Derek has his reasons, he’ll tell us.

Johnny sticks his finger in his ear, wiggling it back and forth. He then narrows his eyes and cups the same ear.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Come again? What? I’m not even in the country, hello, McFly?!

Derek Wellings: It won’t matter if you have someone represent you. Because if you lose this match, not only will I defend the championship in a match of my opponent’s choosing, but you WILL lose your right to be the number one contender to Garrett Webb.

Johnny Bonecrusher: THAT IS A LOAD, YOU MEGALOMANIAC!!!

Derek Wellings: In your mom’s box! Read the rules of FSW, Johnny. If you lose a match while being number contender, the one who beats you will become the number contender. If you don’t appear to represent me or if your last minute replacement loses, Garrett will not only be the new number one contender but he’ll also be choosing the match stipulation. How do you like them apples, assho**?!

The crowd now units against Derek and boos him massively.

Dick Shelby: The main event is going to be really interesting now! Will Derek be defending the title on May 14th against Garrett “Nuclear Destruction” Webb or will it be against Johnny Bonecrusher? This changes everything now!

Franklin Wright: See I told you Derek wouldn’t be at a loss tonight. He knew exactly what he’d do to get on even footing and get past Johnny Bonecrusher. People stay around we’ll be back after these sponsors.


James Tyson appears out on the stage, very frustrated with something, as he takes the mic from the stage tech.

JT:  Ladies and gentlemen here in Montgomery, I have a couple of changes to make to the card tonight before we get started.  Due to travel issues beyond their control, the Dixie Dubois/Kimi Smalls match has been postponed tonight, along with the Brayden Nimmo/Narobi Jordan match as well.

James walks back through the curtain.



The cameras cut backstage and Destiny Fairchild is on the scene, prepped and ready to deliver another interview. She raises her microphone to her lips and begins the interview.

Destiny: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time is Amis Shelton!

The camera zooms out slightly as Amis enters the view. The live crowd can be heard booing, they clearly haven't forgotten what happened two weeks ago on FSW. Amis is dressed up in his ring attire and a wicked smirk on his face.

Destiny: Now Amis, two weeks ago you debuted on FSW. In your debut match, you handily defeated Tyler Roberts.. Wha--

Destiny is interrupted by Amis grabbing the microphone out of her hands. Amis shakes his head.

Amis Shelton: You know, I've had a lot of interviewers talk to me over the years and god damn you are ALL the same! 'How do I feel about this? What's my comments on that?' each and every time. You know what? I don't need an interviewer, I'm more than capable of talking smack to those idiots in the audience and to those too lazy to buy a ticket to this event so they are now tucked up on their couch with a big bowl of chips. Beat it Daisy.

Destiny: M-my name's Destiny..

Amis just glares at the FSW interviewer, who decides that it would just be best to leave the scene. After a deep breath, Amis resumes speaking.

Amis Shelton: You all saw The Real Fuckin' Deal make his in ring debut, but that's not what everybody was talking about. You see, everybody knew that I was going to win that match, no question. But I wasn't satisfied with just that. I needed to make more of an impact. I needed to truly let people know that Amis FN Shelton has arrived in the EWC. And just as it happens, an old 'acquaintance' of mine was scheduled to have his match right after mine. So I took it upon myself to pick a fight with the so-called 'Prince of EWC'.

Amis breaks off for a second. His smile disappears when he mentions the 'Prince'.

Amis Shelton: Now everyone is asking the golden question! Why? Why would I pick a fight with Jason Park Hunter? Well to explain that we're going to have to go back a few years. Back when Jason would train at his mother's wrestling school. I'd visit the school regularly over the years and I'd see Jason train. Jason was good but he was not great. But time after time it would be Jason who'd get all the praise, all the opportunities. Hell he even made it to the big time in EWC's developmental. All because his mother is Ruthann Park Hunter.

Now don't get me wrong, I respect Ruthann greatly, but Jason my problem is with you. Whilst you were handed opportunity after opportunity because of your name, people like me had to scratch and claw just to make a few bucks. I've had to travel all over the world to get my recognition, whilst you're here playing Prince and becoming the first ever FSW Champion.

Amis runs his hands through his hair, trying to keep his composure.

Amis Shelton: But now that I'm here, it's going to change Jason. I'm not going to allow you to take my spotlight just because of your namesake. I'm better than you, always have been and I always will and it's about time that people see that.

The wicked smirk returns to Amis' face.

Amis Shelton: And if you don't believe me? Just watch tonight as I destroy that rookie.. what's his name.. Nelly? Neil? What? Nicky? Yeah Nicky. Heh.

And with that said, Amis drops the microphone. He exits the scene as it fades.


Amis Shelton vs. Nicky Williams went fast to start off.  Looking to make a statement, Amis took control with his array of technical moves, keeping WIlliams on the defensive early.  Amis kept the pressure on, and Nicky was almost out of it, but a the last second, an out-of-nowhere Avada Kedavra stuns Amis, allowing Nicky to get the 1,2,3!


Dick Shelby: Ah, right now we're being told we have some pre-recorded comments from Canada's Greatest Athlete, whose presence later on tonight is uncertain, as he's all the way in Japan for New Japan Fighting Championship's super-show Tag-Team-Tropolis!

Franklin Wright: He'd rather be there teaming up with a crazy hobo than being here in Alabama? Can't say I blame him.

The scene immediately opens up with a tight shot of Johnny Bonecrusher inside a very active gym.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Oi to all my Crushinators out there! Sorry Yours Truly couldn't make it to FSW 16. I was sooooo looking forward to represent my good buddy Derek Wellings, but The Portland Madman and The Johnny got titles to hunt in Tokyo! Never fear, though, because our illustrious FSW Champion has sent me my replacement!

The scene pans out, revealing Johnny extending his hands as if presenting something... no... someone!






Johnny Bonecrusher: This guy. What. A. Catch. Tell me, what do they call you, jumbo?

Skinny-Ass Dude: Ah, Danny Doyle.

Johnny looks incredulously at the camera.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Danny. Doyle. Okay, all right, let's call you 'Dangerous' Danny Doyle!

Danny flexes pitifully and growls unconvincingly. Johnny crosses his arms and exhales sharply as he examines this rare specimen.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Hmmmm. Well. Let's get started then!

Danny jumps up and down excitedly in the least manly way possible. Johnny is agape as he just looks on at "Dangerous" Danny Doyle.

Dick Shelby: "Dangerous" Danny Doyle is Johnny Bonecrusher's replacement against Garrett "Nuclear Destruction" Webb??


Franklin Wright: Stay tuned, folks, you're gonna witness a real murder later on tonight!


Alyson Dunham vs. Otaki was a strong match by both ladies, as they both went back and forth for the better part of ten minutes.  Both ladies took it to the floor, up the ramp, and to the back, with the match ending in a double countout.


Dick Shelby: Hey, looks like we're going back to another pre-recorded video with Johnny Bonecrusher and his trainee!


Franklin Wright: Greeeeeat.



Johnny Bonecrusher is geared up to work out. Danny is hopping in place.

Johnny Bonecrusher: All right, well, first off, you need to loosen up, because I'm going to really let loose on you.

Danny Doyle: R-really? W-w-why?

Johnny Bonecrusher: Because, Danny, time is of the essence, so you need to be thrown into the deep end. Your opponent is called Nuclear Destruction, Danny. Do you want to half-ass it against someone called Nuclear Destruction?!

Danny Doyle: N-no! No.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Well, good! Now... as I said we don't have all the time in the world, so we're going to speed things up with a workout montage!

Danny bounces up and down and claps rapidly.

Danny Doyle: Oh, goody!

Johnny Bonecrusher: Don't ever say or do that again.

And sure enough, we're treated to a musical montage!



Except that seconds in, Danny trips as he's jogging, causing a record scratch and stop to the music until he gets back up, dusts himself off, and looks like he's about to cry.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Keep going, you!!

And indeed, he does, running, jogging, sprinting, doing sit-ups, maybe just a sit-up, but who's counting, push-ups, maybe just half of one though, lifting weights without the weight on them and still struggling, hitting the speed-bag all of one time before looking like he just broke his hand, ending with him shuffling up stairs similar to ones st the end of the video, only he's worn out and winded. He dances a bit up there before losing his footing and rolling down the stairs. Johnny's at the bottom, now with Danny basically at his feet. He shakes his head in disappointment.

Dick Shelby: Things aren't looking good here, Franklin.


Franklin Wright: They're looking pretty great for Garrett Webb though!


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Dick Shelby: Hey Franklin, you know what it's time for again?


Franklin Wright: A bathroom break?

Dick Shelby: Nope, it's the continuing adventures of Johnny and Danny!

Franklin Wright: So it is a bathroom break then.

Now we're back in the gym, with Johnny and Danny inside a wrestling ring.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Now, "Dangerous" Danny, we're going to try out some basic wrestling holds.

Danny Doyle: Will they hurt?

Johnny Bonecrusher: Nahhh!

Johnny then grabs a hold of Danny's arm, twisting it just so. Danny screams bloody murder.

Johnny Bonecrusher: This... is a wrist lock.

Johnny lets go and grabs a hold of Danny's head. Danny screams bloody murder.

Johnny Bonecrusher: This... is a standing side headlock.

Johnny lets go once more, tosses Danny into the ropes, then extending his arm as Danny returns his way. Danny goes down, screaming bloody murder all the while.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Those were an Irish whip and a lariat aka a clothesline.

Danny Doyle: IIIIII wuh-wish I was doing some, some laundry right about nowww...

Johnny Bonecrusher: No no no, you're doing great! Now...

Johnny helps Danny up... only to pick him up and toss him back to the canvas on his back. Johnny drops an elbow onto his prone foe. He then grabs a hold of his leg and wrenches it as he keeps turning around. Each maneuver causes Danny to - you guessed it - scream bloody murder.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Those were a body slam, elbow drop, and spinning toe hold.

Danny slowly gets back to his feet, looking quite wobbly and traumatized.

Danny Doyle: Wh-when's it gonna be time for me to do stuff to you?

Johnny laughs.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Soon soon!

Danny's eyes roll into the back of his head for a moment, but then he looks all right again, even smiling. He is quite possibly punch drunk already.

Dick Shelby: If Danny reacts to the most basic of wrestling move that way, he's going to break in half after getting hit by Webb even once!


Franklin Wright: Good!


Danny Hall vs. Tyler Roberts was a knock down, drag out affair, which saw both men take it to the outside, then back in, with Roberts hitting Hall with a vicious Mercy Given to get the victory.





Dick Shelby: And, it looks like it's time to revisit the unlikely duo of Johnny Bonecrusher and "Dangerous" Danny Doyle.


Franklin Wright: The only thing dangerous about Danny is the lawsuit that'll surely hit the EWC by night's end!

Back in the gym's ring, Johnny Bonecrusher clasps his hands as he looks intensely at the intimidated Danny Doyle.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Al right, buddy boy, it's time for you to take all that I've taught you and try to pin me.

Danny looks bewildered.

Danny Doyle: Puh-puh-puh-pin you?!

Johnny Bonecrusher: It's normally for a three-count, but in this case, we'll go amateur-style and make it a one-count.

Danny looks very hesitant.

Johnny Bonecrusher: It'll be a piece of cake! Now, when your opponent outmatches you by such a huge margin, it's totally okay to... bend the rules in your favour. No one ever criticized a man for throwing sand into the eyes of an armed robber, right?

Danny Doyle: R-right!

Johnny Bonecrusher: So be sure to do whatever you need to do in order to survi-

Danny kicks Johnny right in the junk. Johnny's eyes go wide as saucers, and he keels over. Danny then proceeds to feebly stomp away at Johnny, drops down with some crappy-looking double axe-handles, then hooks a leg. The referee in the ring calls the one-count. Danny jumps up and down, squealing with glee.

Then, the realization of what he has done kicks in. He looks down at the squirming Johnny, and he bites at his nails. The referee helps Johnny to his feet. Johnny holds up a finger to pause the action, as he recovers up against the ropes.

Danny Doyle: A-are you, are you all right, Johnny?

Johnny growls as he bores a hole through Danny's very soul.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Am I... all right. You cheap-shot me in the family jewels... and you have the audacity to ask me... am I all right?!

Danny Doyle: S-so are you?

Johnny musters the strength to make a beeline for Danny, who runs away, causing a momentary race around the ring, until The Johnny grabs a hold of Danny's singlet. Danny whines and squirms as Johnny smacks him about a few times.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Ask me again! Ask me again if I'm all right!!

Danny pauses, lower lip trembling.

Danny Doyle: A-a-a-are you all right?

Johnny has a crazy look on his face, as he leans in really close to Danny's face.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Of course I'm all right! You knew full well you could never beat me fair and square, so you did what you needed to do in the name of self-preservation! The less time you were in this ring, the better! Smart, smart, smart spindly little bastard!

Danny Doyle: So you think I'm ready!

Johnny laughs as he pulls Danny in for a side embrace. Danny starts to laugh too.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Ha ha ha... nope!

Johnny continues to laugh, but Danny's laughter soon turns to crying.

Dick Shelby: Well. That was educational.


Franklin Wright: Hey, if Danny gets one good kick in, he might win it all!

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Dick Shelby: We're being told we've got one last video from Camp Johnny coming right up!


Franklin Wright: Oh, thank God!!

Inside a specialty seamstress wholesale store, Johnny stands just outside a dressing room. He looks impatient.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Okay, come on, "Dangerous" Danny, we don't got all day!

Danny Doyle: Just a sec!

And moments later, Danny comes from behind the curtain, dressed in a black and white singlet, wearing a skull mask. He growls unconvincingly. Johnny shakes his head.

Johnny Bonecrusher: This is so generic it makes me sick. Try again.

Danny slumps his shoulders and shuffles back inside the dressing room.

Through the help of some sweet cuts, we get to see the many outfits of Danny Doyle: one that looks like a knock-off Ultimate Warrior, which Johnny shakes his head at. Then one that looks like a knock-off Stone Cold, which Johnny shakes his head at. Then one that looks like a knock-off John Cena, complete with an exaggerated flailing of his hand in front of his own face. Johnny kicks him back into the dressing room.

Finally, Danny comes out with what appears to be the exact same outfit he started out with.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Perfect!

Danny's eyes widen.

Danny Doyle: But this is the same thing you said was generic!

Johnny Bonecrusher: Ah, but now you added knee and elbow pads! Totally makes the look.

Danny flexes his "muscles" and growls ever so slightly less lame than before but still pretty lame.

Johnny Bonecrusher: Well, looks like you're ready for the big time now, "Dangerous" Danny!

He slaps Danny on the back who yelps and begins to weep.

Dick Shelby: You know, while this doesn't work on paper, Johnny Bonecrusher's never without a plan up his sleeve.


Franklin Wright: Unless they include handing Danny Doyle a gun, I really don't think so, Dick.


Derek Wellings vs. Kyle Smalls was not for the faint of heart.  Kyle got some fat and furious in early, but the champ got the advantage and never let up.  He tossed SMalls around with an anger and malice that was even rare for the champ.  Wellings finally hits Smalls with Army Strong and makes the cover for the win.

Dick Shelby: Ladies and gentlemen, we've just been informed that it's official: Garrett "Nuclear Destruction" Webb will be taking on the man we've gotten to know throughout the program, "Dangerous" Danny Doyle!


Franklin Wright: Wait, seriously?!


Deneen:  Our Main event for the evening is scheduled for one fall.  Introducing first, from the capital wasteland, weighing in at 292 pounds...Garrett 'Nuclear Destruction' Webb!!

Intro guitar music plays as the entire stage goes pitch black, except for the titantron, where vignettes of nuclear bomb explosions play out and smoke starts emitting from the ground.

♩ 'Standing on the edge of the crater, like the prophets once said...' ♩

A spotlight shines on Garrett Webb, as he stands still. Cold and emotionless, he remains there for a couple seconds. After the brief pause, Webb starts slowly walking down the ramp, looking straight at the ring/his opponent as the spotight follows him. Once Webb gets to the ringsteps, he pauses again, motionless and emotionless.

Announcer: 'From the Nuclear Wasteland, he weighs in at 292 pounds...'

After the moment of pause, Webb continues his journey to the ring, stepping through the ropes and into the ring.

Announcer: 'THIS....is 'Nuclear Destruction', Garrett... WEBB!'

If the opponent is in the ring, Webb takes the opposite corner and stares at his opponent with the intent to destroy him.

♩ 'I'm nuclear, I'm wild, I'm breaking out inside' ♩

If Webb is alone in the ring, he walks to the center of the ring and stands motionless, scanning the crowd, as the arena lights up to normal

Deneen:  And his opponent....



... from right here in Montgomery, Alabama, weighing in at 140 pounds, "Dangerous"! Danny! Doyle!

Which actually gets a halfway decent pop from the crowd! Soon afterwards, Danny Doyle appears to get shoved out from beyond the curtain. He looks back before looking around at the sea of humanity. He is in awe of them cheering him. A big stupid grin can be seen from beneath his mask.

Danny jumps up and down and squeals, but then stops his silly behaviour and instead flexes pitifully as he growls in a very not intimidating manner.

Franklin Wright: The idiot is actually out here.

Dick Shelby: Hey, you've got to give him credit, he didn't turn tail and run!

Franklin Wright: I don't have to give him anything! He's had several hours of training and found his way to the main event of an FSW show! This is going to be a waste of time!

Dick Shelby: Oh, keep it in your pants.

Franklin: He needs to keep the dookie he's going to drop in his pants!!

Now, if Garrett is already out there:

Danny tags front row seat fans' hands, and looks pretty pleased with himself... until he gets a load of his opponent. He stops dead in his tracks. His jaw becomes slack and trembles with terror. He points at Garrett, his knees knocking.

Franklin Wright: Looks like you spoke too soon, Dick!

Danny then shakes his head, and starts to back off. He does a 180° and heads for the hills to a chorus of boos.

Dick Shelby: Oh, Danny.

Franklin Wright: Well, there you go, main event ruined.

The bell rings, and both the referee and Garrett are confused. The referee shrugs, and proceeds to make the 10-count.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Six!

Seven!

Eight!

Nine!



The fans go ballistic! Moments later, Canada's Greatest Athlete bursts through the curtain!

Dick Shelby: Johnny Bonecrusher is here! He made it just in time!

Franklin Wright: But the count's at "nine"!

Dick Shelby: I think the referee's going to give some leeway here so that our main event isn't ruined!

Johnny cracks open two Red Bulls, clinks them together, then downs them Stone Cold-style. He tosses the cans behind him, slaps himself in the face several times, and continues to storm to the ring!

Dick Shelby: The Johnny's trying to fight off the jet-lag from his long trip!

Franklin Wright: I'm already starting to miss "Dangerous" Danny Doyle!

Just as the Johnny gets about halfway down the ramp, Derek Wellings appears from seemingly nowhere and attacks Johnny with a kendo stick!  He gets in two vicious shots before Johnny can properly defend himself, and there's a gash on Johnny's forehead as he holds his arms up and charges back toward Wellings.  Both men lock horns on the ramp as Webb looks on with what looks to be a angry frown on his face.

Shelby:  Unbelievable...the champ just screwed Johnny!  The ref is calling for the bell!

Webb rushes from the ring to get a piece of Wellings, but at that moment, James Tyson RUNS out from the back and pushes Wellings and Johnny apart.

JT:  No no no no no!!!  You two are getting on my last damn nerve!  Garrett, I apologize...there will be no match tonight.  I'm not gonna let our fearless champion get his way like this.  But at FSW 17....you will be in the ring, right here in the main event...against the FSW champion, Derek Wellings!

Wright:  Helluva announcement by the boss right there!  Webb vs Wellings! 

JT:  As for you two...since yall can't be trusted to set the stipulation for your championship match....I'LL SET IT!!  FSW 17, you two will sit in the ring and sign the official contracts, and I swear, if you two even lay a hand on each other before that contract is signed...whoever swings first is fired on the spot, and the other one will be suspended indefinitely!

Tyson walks out as all three men stare each other down in cold blooded anger, as FSW 16 omes to a close.

QUICK RECAP

MATCH 1 - NICKY BEATS AMIS SHELTON

MATCH 2 - DOUBLE COUNT OUT OF ALYSON DUNHAM AND OTAKI

MATCH 3 - TYLER ROBERTS BEATS DANNY HALL

MATCH 4 - DEREK WELLINGS BEATS KYLE SMALLS

MAIN EVENT - NO MATCH