FSW #90 ST. JOHN'S NEWFOUNDLAND, CANADA
Nov 6, 2019 17:34:22 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
“My Shot (Rise up Remix)” by Black Thought, Busta Rhymes Joell Ortiz & Nate Russ blasts over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The fans packing the Mile One Center tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in St. John's knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show in professional wrestling is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy beats from 'My Shot' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
** The Fallout From Youngblood **
EPISODE #90
EPISODE #90
November 5th, 2019
LIVE! from The Mile One Center - St. John's,Newfoundland and Labrador, CanadaWARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
“My Shot (Rise up Remix)” by Black Thought, Busta Rhymes Joell Ortiz & Nate Russ blasts over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
A pyro show erupts on the outside of the Mile One Center!
Followed by another, equally explosive show on the inside!
Followed by another, equally explosive show on the inside!
The fans packing the Mile One Center tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in St. John's knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show in professional wrestling is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy beats from 'My Shot' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
HEY YO I'M JUST LIKE MY COUNTRY, I'M YOUNG SCRAPPY AND HUNGRY..... AND I AM NOT THROWING AWAY MY SHOT!!
On the MacTron, this episode of FSW begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the near four-year history of Future Stars of Wrestling. From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton, Magdalena Lockheart, and Otaki all standing underneath an old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Cletus Franklin, Robina Hood and Stitches tearing down that mold...
As more pyro goes off the the FSW logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Jason Rayne, Mercenary, Allen Anderson,Candy, Damage Inc. , Robbie Rayder and finally Stitches. Then a shot of Kyle Gautier winning the North American championship fills the screen before fading into a shot of Robbie Rayder on his knees clutching the FSW championship.
The camera pans around the loud and out of control audience. As the fireworks continue to explode, the fans chant and cheer! Cameras pan around the arena to catch some of the signage that many fans have brought to the Cow Palace with them here tonight. The FSW fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:
"FOR HALLOWEEN I WENT AS STITCHES!"
"I'M ONLY HERE FOR THE SASH KING OF EWC!"
"BRING BACK MELODY MALONE"
"CANDY IS DANDY ON FSW!"
"FSW IN CANADA?! TODAY WILL BE A GOOD DAY!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
The lights come back to full and the fans offer one last rousing cheer at the opening festivities. Tonight's announcers are on standby and ready for the show to begin.
Watson: Good evening and welcome to the ninetieth episode of FSW! We are coming to you live from our SECOND home, the Mile One Center in St. John's, Newfoundland, Canada! My name is Tim Watson and with my as always is Cid Sydney
Sydney: Why are we here again? This is Canada, not the United States. These people don't even know how to eat fries correctly! Freakin Pouitine... What the hell you Canucks?!
Watson: Food preference aside, This arena is a our home away form home. FSW is home to the North American title and Canada IS part of North America. Speaking of the North American title, we have a barn burner for you in our main even tonight as Kyle Gautier will take on Wes Walker in a non-title match! This match has WrestleFest implications for sure folks, you will NOT want to miss this!
Sydney: We also have a Prime Showcase tonight as well! The Ace of Prime and arguable the best pure wrestler in all of EWC, Killjoy Ito, will be taking on the self proclaimed "Trump Card" of the Prime brand, new signee, former International and Undisputed champion, Dominic Sanders!
Watson: You gotta give General Manager Brock credit for that match Cid. This is easily a main event for any Prime show or Prime PPV and Brock sniped it right out from the Prime GM.
Sydney: We also have Vanita Thompson here from Prime to take on what looks to be a very angry Mercenary and Allen Anderson takes on FSW newcomer Ezio DeLuca! We have all of that and much more tonight on FSW... But right now, we have to pay some bills so we are going to take a very quick break and we will be back in one minute!
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SINGLES MATCH
ALLEN ANDERSON
VS EZIO DELUCA
Just as Tim Watson and Cid Sydney are getting ready for the first match, “I Want Candy” by Arron Carter blares throughout the Mile One Center. Fans are cheering almost instantly as Candy walks out from the back in her street clothes.
Starr: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the ring at this time…’The Sweet Treat’ CAAAAAAANDYYYYYYYY!
Watson: What a pleasant surprise.
Sydney: Speak for yourself.
Watson: Well aside from you, nobody else seems to mind!
Fans continue to cheer as Candy skips her way on down to ringside and makes her way into the ring. After retrieving a microphone, she toward the middle of the ring. Candy waits there for her music to subside before raising her mic to speak.
Candy: Now I’m sure y’all are wondering what I’m doing out here.
Sydney: Not really.
Watson: Don’t be like that Cid. Candy obviously has something to get off her mind.
The fans obviously wanted to know as they let out a cheer.
Candy: I’m out here for two reasons. The first being, I wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity to come here and see all of you!
She lets out a giggle as their cheering continues.
Candy: The second reason I am out here is to make a challenge... A very special challenge. It’s no secret I’ve done well for myself since coming to FSW. I’ve beaten just about everyone Chris Brock has put in my path. So now I’m here to challenge Stitches to a match for the FSW Championship...at this year’s WRESTLEFEST!
She nods with the crowd’s approval.
Candy: While our reasons may differ, I have a feeling Stitches is going to want this match as badly as I do. So I’ll be waiting to hear his answer on this.
As soon as Candy tosses the mic aside, she reaches into her back pocket and pulls out a lollipop before unwrapping it and putting it in her mouth.
Watson: That was quite the challenge thrown down by Candy. Now you got to wonder if Stitches is going to accept.
Sydney: I’m sure that he will. Then he can make Candy regret making it in the first place.
Watson: We’ll see about that.
Stitches: Hold on one second! I wouldn't be so smug about your challenge.
Sydney: Well, that was quick
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him with the FSW Championship resting firmly upon his right shoulder.
Stitches: I don't think you realise it yet, Candy, but you have provided this carnival clown with the perfect opportunity. For years now there has always been a monkey on my back, gnawing away at the back of my head, reminding me that this carnival clown isn't entirely perfect. That monkey, Candy, is you. What better way to rid myself of that monkey on my back than at WrestleFest. You see, I have never won at WrestleFest. But I am sure you were well aware of that. You know that the advantage is well within your favour when our paths cross and with the fact that I have never won at WrestleFest, you have the decks stacked against the carnival clown. I, however, see this is the grandest opportunity to write all of those wrongs. Putting a 'W' next to those two 'L's will taste even sweeter with that 'W' being over the one person who can genuinely claim to be my kryptonite.
A sinister smile creeps over the face of Stitches as he envisions the moment the referee counts the three count and all of his transgressions are washed away under WrestleFest's bright lights.
Watson: That smile gives me the chills.
Sydney: I find it quite soothing, actually Tim... Like grandma tucking me in to bed when I was a young lad.
Stitches: But your husband is well aware of what I am capable of when it comes to the FSW Championship. He got lucky, once, only for me to reclaim what is rightfully mine. You yourself can attest to the lengths I am willing to go to ensure this championship remains over my shoulder. So, Candy, I graciously accept your proposal, not for you, but for me. Our paths were going to clash eventually, what better way to put an end to this bitter feud of ours than at WrestleFest under the brightest of lights? I hope you are prepared to bring the same fire you have brought in the past, because if you bring anything less I will chew you up and spit you out in my plight for redemption. Once the smoke has cleared on WrestleFest cashing in that momentum of yours for a championship opportunity will all be in vain when you are left with nothing more than that stupid lollipop of yours sticking obnoxiously out of your mouth.
Candy twirls the lollipop around in her mouth.
Stitches: Yeah, that lollipop.
Stitches lifts the FSW Championship off of his shoulder and hoists it high into the air. Candy removes the lollipop from out of her mouth and mimics Stitches' movements, lifting the lollipop high into the air in a victorious gesture. Stitches scowls at Candy, Candy smiles a sweet, yet condescending smile back.
Sydney: Well, this is going to be interesting.
Watson: You heard it here first, folks. To kick off the show, Candy has challenged Stitches for the FSW Championship at WrestleFest and Stitches was right on her tail to accept. This classic rivalry between these two extraordinary competitors has sparked up once again it seems and if it's made official, WrestleFest for FSW is sure looking to be a hell of a night. With that announcement in the books, let's get started with tonight's show.
As cameras return to ringside, “Movin’ On Up” by Primal Scream begins to play as Ezio DeLuca makes his way out from the back.
Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Providence, Rhode Island and weighing in at 244 pounds...here is EZIO DeLUCA!
Watson: After an unexpected opening to the show, it’s time to get down to some action here tonight. Gonna be interesting to see what this newcomer brings to the table.
Sydney: No, not really.
Watson: Oh stop. Give the guy a chance to impress us at least.
The crowd gives Ezio a warm welcome as he steps through the ropes.
Sydney: I don’t understand what the fans see in this guy.
Watson: He seemed pretty flamboyant in his entrance.
Sydney: Doesn’t do a thing for me.
Once his music begins to fade, it gets replaced with “0-100” by Drake as Allen Anderson makes his way out in his red hoodie. Sandra Verma is at his side and hooks her arm through his as the pair makes their way to ringside.
Starr: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Sandra Verma and weighing in at 205 pounds...he is THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND...ALLEN ANDERSON!
Watson: Anderson is starting to find his rhythm. He has picked himself up some nice wins as of late. Including one at Youngblood. No doubt he’s going to want his success to continue tonight. But I have a feeling Ezio won’t make that easy for him.
Sydney: Probably not. He’s going to want to win his debut. Just not sure he can.
Watson: Well, we’re about to find out!
After posing on the turnbuckle, Allen passes his hoodie to Sandra as she goes to the outside to keep an eye on the action.
DING DING DING
Right at the bell, Ezio comes right for Allen, who refuses to give an inch. The two men go back and forth as they exchange blows.Watson: Despite the slight size disadvantage, Allen isn’t backing down.
Sydney: Why would he do something as lame as that?!
He still gets backed up into the ropes though where he gets a backhand chop across the chest. From there, Ezio whips him to the other side of the ring. As Allen comes off the ropes, he’s put to the mat with a dropkick. This allows Ezio to have control. He shows us a series of moves.
Watson: DeLuca starting to show us what he’s all about here.
After executing a middle rope elbow drop, Ezio tries for a cover where he gets a 2 before Allen kicks out. Still he’s looking a little dazed as Ezio measures him up. As Allen gets to his feet, Ezio comes at him for a Three-Point Stance Clothesline, but Allen ducks out of the way. When Ezio turns back around he is caught with a Pele Kick. Now it is Allen’s turns to go on offense. He delivers some of his best moves. Including a stunner where he does a front flip over his opponent’s back first to execute it. Following the move, Ezio rolls to the outside to avoid being covered.
Watson: Ezio trying to buy himself a bit of time.
Sydney: Not a bad move on his part.
Only when he gets to his feet, Allen launches himself over the top rope for a Fosbury Flop. He then throws Ezio back into the ring. As he enters the ring after him, Ezio nearly catches him with a Superkick, but Allen dodges the shot, and puts on the brakes as he brings Enzo down with a jumping neckbreaker. With Ezio down, Sandra claps as Allen stands over his opponent smiling.
Watson: Allen Anderson welcoming this newcomer to FSW the hard way.
Sydney: That’s how it goes sometimes.
A few moments later, Allen goes to the outside and scales his way to the top. Just before he can come off, Ezio is up and quick to get up there. It looks as if he might want to take Allen from the top with a suplex.
Watson: If DeLuca pulls this off…
But Allen blocks and breaks the hold with a few shots to Ezio’s ribs. He then delivers a number of forearms to the side of Ezio’s head to send him back down to the mat. Once Ezio goes down, it doesn’t take long for Allen to come off with the Spiral Tap. Before he can connect, Enzio gets his knees up. On the outside, Sandra is looking a little worried as Allen rolls around the ring in pain. Before he can recover, Ezio is back up and locks him in a standing ankle lock. Sandra instantly is yelling and slapping the mat. Doing everything she can to will Allen to get to the ropes. He nearly makes it before finally tapping out.
DING DING DING
As “Movin’ On Up” by Primal Scream plays out again, Ezio releases the hold and has his hand raised in victory.Starr:And the winner of the match via submission…..EZIOOOOOO DeLUUUUUUCAAAAAAAAA!
Watson: This newcomer making quite the statement in his debut. Allen doesn't seem to be recovering too quickly here. I hope everything is alright with him.
Sydney: Guess I was wrong about him.
Watson: DeLuca is definitely going places here on Future Stars! 2020 should be a big season for Future Stars with talent like this coming in!
Sydney: Allen still put up quite the fight.
Watson: He sure did. I don’t see a loss like this keeping Anderson down for long. We’ll have to see what awaits him in the future. But for now, FSW 90 rolls on as Mercenary takes on Prime’s Vanita Thompson!
Sandra gets in the ring to check on Allen as Ezio goes on with his celebration. Allen is holding his right knee and grimacing in pain.
Backstage, we see FSW General Manager Chris Brock standing in from of his desk, arms folded across his chest.
Brock: So it seems that Candy and Stitches have taken it upon themselves to try and book the FSW Main Event for WrestleFest.
Brock let's a silence hang in the air.
Brock: Well... They're right.
The crowd can be heard cheering
Brock: I was going to save this for later, but I might as well do it now... At WrestleFest we WILL have an FSW title match... It will be the "The Sweet Treat" Candy going on on one with "The Clown Prince" and current reigning...Defending... UNDISPUTED FSW champion.... Stitches!
The crowd erupts as the camera switches to ringside.
SINGLES MATCH
MERCENARY
VS VANITA THOMPSON
Watson: There you have it, folks! Chris Brock makes it official. Candy and Stitches bring their rivalry to FSW AT WRESTLEFEST where Stitches has never won and they put the FSW title on the line!...Up next we’ve got a great match featuring someone from the PRIME roster in Vanita Thompson versus Mercenary.
Sydney: I think the Merc is about to show Vanita what it takes to compete in the FSW.
Watson: He’s going to have his hands full tonight, you shouldn’t sleep on Thompson.
Sydney: Yeah, his hands full because she fits in the palm of them.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 121 pounds... VANITA THOMPSON!
‘Throes of Perdition’ by Trivium plays and Vanita Thompson comes out and makes her way to the ring.
Starr: And her opponent, "And now hailing from West Oakland California It is time to meet the monster who you all have helped create. He is the EWC Outlaw. He is: The Mercenary
Mercenary walks into the flashing red light. His face is hidden behind a hard plastic tactical mask decorated with The Punisher's skull logo. He is stiff... hard... Frankenstein's deadly creation come to life. He crosses both arms, gloved fists clenched, across his chest under his chin. The pose resembles a skull and crossbones. Smoke rolls in and with it comes the beautiful Dalilah Ashe. She grasps his arm and pulls herself to his immobile steel frame. They stand together in the smoke as a burst of flame explodes all around them. Together they move forwards towards the ring at a steady pace filled with menace and a deadly purpose. Stepping over the top rope the man holds the ropes open for his lady. Walking to the corner of the ring he removes his mask and starts to shadow box in the corner as he waits for the bell to ring.
DING DING DING
The start of this match is all about Mercenary throwing around his weight. Vanita rushes towards him trying to catch him off guard with an early spear, but Mercenary catches her and throws her across the ring. She hits the ground frustrated but springs back up and tries to throw a shoulder into his chest but he barely moves. He smiles at her as she gets up holding her injured shoulder. Mercenary starts to take the offensive and throws Thompson into the corner and tries driving knees into her midsection. Merc backs up and hits a clothesline into the corner and Vanita falls on to her backside and is laying down against the bottom rung.
Watson: What a tough start for Vanita here.
Sydney: I told you that she didn’t stand a chance. Don’t come into Merc’s house expecting to have her way.
Mercenary grabs both of Vanita’s feet and attempts to pull her up and slam her to the ground but Vanita catapults off the ropes and over Mercenary to land on her feet. She kicks Mercenary in the gut and it backs him up into the corner. Vanita unleashes a fury of kicks and punches on to Mercenary and he has to protect himself. Finally Vanita starts to push it too far and the referee comes in to break it up. Vanita gets pulled off and Mercenary tries to rush at her, but she uses his leverage to hit a belly to belly suplex on Mercenary and the crowd goes wild at seeing the big man get tossed. Thompson covers.
1….
2….
KICKOUT!!
Watson: Wow, what a flurry from Vanita Thompson, she used Mercenary’s leverage against him.
Sydney: Merc needs to be smarter. He should be tearing Vanita Thompson apart!
Thompson is clearly frustrated as she starts hitting Mercenary with her forearm over the head over and over. Again, the referee needs to come and separate them. Once Mercenary gets to his feet Vanita rushes at him but this time Mercenary is able to step out of the way and hip toss Vanita across the ring. She lands hard on the ground, but gets up while Mercenary is walking towards her. She tries to jump on him with a running hurricanrana but Merc catches her and hits a fall away slam! Merc goes for the pin.
1….
2….
NO!
Vanita kicks out and Merc is blown away. He picks her up by the hair and throws her into the corner. He charges into her and hits his knee right into her midsection and Thompson is writhing in pain. As Thompson gets out of the corner Mercenary grabs her by the head and throws her into the ropes, as she comes back Mercenary goes for a clothesline but Vanita ducks underneath it. As she comes back she hits a flying elbow that knocks Mercenary back. Vanita jumps up to the top rope. Once Mercenary gets himself off the ropes, she jumps at him but Mercenary catches her in mid-air! She’s already halfway set up for it, but with a little extra work Mercenary reverses it into THE GRAVESTONE DROP!
1…..
2…..
3!!!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... THE MERCENARY!
Watson: Solid effort from Vanita Thompson tonight, but in the end, she couldn’t stop The Mercenary. FSW gets the win this time.
Sydney: Vanita Thompson needed to know if she came into the FSW building that Mercenary, like he’s done time and time again would show her she doesn’t belong.
Watson: We’ve got a big night of matches still left ahead of us, let’s head backstage.
SINGLES MATCH
JASON RAYNE
VS MATT ANGEL
Watson: Welcome back, fans. We have an exciting match coming up in just a moment, between the cruiserweight aerialist Matt Angel, and the Devil of the X-Division Himself, Jason Rayne.
Sydney: Hold on a second, Tim. Haven’t we already seen this match before?
Watson: We certainly have, Cid. However the last time these two competitors faced each other, the match ended in a No Contest due to outside interference. Due to that outcome, these two are facing each other again tonight.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring at this time, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is the Viper and the Devil of the X-Division...JASON RAYNE!
'The Game' by Motorhead plays and an 'Angel Slayer' graphical display flashily lights up the Mactron's screen. The crowd begins to boo as Jason Rayne comes through the entrance. Jason stops for a few seconds to bask in the jeers from the crowd, letting a cold smirk come across his face. Jason then makes his way methodically to the ring.
Starr: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 180 pounds, MATT ANGEL!
"I will Show You" By From Ashes To New blasts from the PA system, Matt Angel walks out.
DING DING DING
Jason Rayne wastes little time, laying into Matt Angel with a series of punches, which he follows up with a resounding powerbomb.
Watson: Jason Rayne strikes first, with a monstrous powerbomb!
Sydney: I would hate to be the one facing off against him tonight, Tim. Jason Rayne does not look happy tonight, and it certainly shows in the punishing start to this match.
Matt gets back to his feet, grabbing hold of one of Jason’s legs on his way back up, dropping Jason to the mat with a dragon screw leg whip. Matt lifts Jason back to his feet, and attempts to set Jason up for a DDT, but Jason counters by lifting Matt into the air and dropping him back to the mat with a vertical suplex. Jason stomps down on Mat a couple of times, before Matt is able to get back to his feet. Jason grabs hold of Matt’s waist and executes a german suplex. Jason rolls through, maintaining a waist lock as he lifts Matt up and performs Endgame (bridging german suplex) for a pin attempt.
1…2… Matt kicks out!
Jason and Matt are both on their feet and lock up. Jason whips Matt into the ropes and charges towards Matt, attempting a running clothesline, but Matt leaps onto the ropes and springs off, landing a springboard crossbody block, taking Jason down to the mat. Matt covers Jason for the pin.
1..2...Jason kicks out!
Jason tosses Matt off of him, and both wrestlers get back to their feet. Matt backs up to the ropes, then runs towards Jason, attempting a roaring elbow, but Jason counters by lifting Matt up into the air over his head, before the roaring elbow can connect. Jason lets Matt drop towards the mat, grabbing hold of Mat halfway to the mat and executing a gorilla press spinebuster. Jason lifts Matt back to his feet, grabs hold of Matt’s head, and drives it down to the mat with a Snakebuster! Jason covers Matt for the pin.
One..Two...Thr- No! Matt kicks out!
Watson: Matt Angel saves the match with a kickout!
Sydney: I don’t believe it, Tim! That kind of facebuster is usually lights out for whoever gets caught on the business end of it!
Jason gets to his feet and starts arguing with Matt Mercer. Having no luck with that, Jason climbs out of the ring. Matt gets back to his feet, sees Jason looking under the ring, races up the turnbuckle and onto the top rope. Just as Jason pulls a chair from underneath the ring, Matt leaps off the top rope and connects with a springboard asai moonsault. Jason drops the chair and tumbles to the ground. Matt Mercer starts the count on both wrestlers.
1...
Matt Angel takes the steel chair and tosses it out of reach. Jason gets back to his feet. Matt grabs hold of Jason and takes him back to the ground with a Russian leg sweep
Watson: A brave move there by Matt Angel.
Sydney: No kidding, Tim. That’s gotta sting his back a bit, performing that move outside the ring.
2...3...
Matt Angel is back on his feet. Matt lifts Jason back to his feet, and the two competitors begin trading blows.
4...5...
Jason grabs Matt’s arm, spins around behind Matt, and grabs hold of Matt’s waist. Jason lifts Matt off the ground and performs a release German suplex.
6…
Jason lifts Matt back on his feet, steers Matt to ringside, and slides Matt under the bottom rope and into the ring. Jason slides into the ring, breaking the count. Matt grabs Jason’s arm and performs a jumping armbreaker. Matt follows up by llfting Jason up and dropping Jason down on top of his knee in an inverted atomic drop, causing Jason to wince in pain. This gives Matt enough time to run to the ropes and climb to the top turnbuckle. Matt quickly springs off in a springboard forearm smash, but Jason is able to catch Matt out of the corner of his eye, grabbing Matt’s head in mid-flight, and taking Matt down with a Viper Strike! Matt is out cold, and Jason covers him for the pin.
1...2..3!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall, The Cerebral Assassin...JASON RAYNE!
Watson: Jason Rayne is our winner here tonight, with a Viper Strike out of nowhere!
Sydney: What a beautiful maneuver it was, Tim! Jason struck in a heartbeat! That’s why they call him The Viper!
Watson: Indeed it is, Cid! We have to take a break, however, folks! We will be right back! Don’t you dare touch that dial!
The camera cuts backstage inside Mile One Center where we see Lisa Goldrush standing waiting by a closed door. She looks down at her watch and exhales loudly and then knocks on the door. She waits for a second with a disgusted look on her face until the door opens. The fans inside the center boo as the face of ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love appears.
Love: Can I help you?
Lisa’s mouth drops open for a second but she quickly collects herself
Goldrush: You asked me to be here right at this moment for an interview…
Tommy smiles
Love: Oh that’s right Lisa I did didn’t I, hold on one second sweetie…
Goldrush: Don’t call me sweet…
But she stops talking as a disgusted look appears on her face as a middle-aged lady cuts in front of her, pulling down her skirt. The lady looks at Lisa Goldrush and smiles, for a second Lisa just looks at her and then…
Goldrush: Wait, aren’t you Stacy Alexander from South East Championship Wrestling? I used to watch you as a little girl...
Stacy smiles at Lisa
Alexander: Oh isn’t that sweet, yeah I'm her and I use to work in SECW until they let me go because they hired a piece of ass like you to replace me…
Love: Nobody could ever replace you Stacy…
Alexander: Yeah well they did and revokved my visa and shipped my ass back to Canada…
Love: And lucky for me they did or we wouldn’t have run into each other this morning hon, here…
Tommy pulls out a FSW lanyard and puts it over the head of Stacy Alexander
Love: As promised, this little guy will get you anywhere you want to go tonight and if you run you might be able to catch Chris Brock in his office, you know I bet you’d be great as FSW backstage interview gal, I’ll put in a good word for you…
He looks at Lisa before reaching out and smacking Stacy on the ass
Love: Now go on, get going, I have business to attend to…
She shakes her head as Tommy adjusts his belt and walks away from Tommy and Lisa, who looks pissed and is about to say something but Tommy holds up his hand
Love: Oh save it, she isn’t going to take your job, Chris Brock isn’t going to hire a coked out booze hound but we should probably go…
Tommy looks to his right and left and then back to his right
Love: That way…
Goldrush: Isn’t this Killjoy’s locker room?
Tommy smiles and Lisa’s mouth slowly opens
Love: Nope, it’s Wes Walker and he should be back any moment, I sent an intern to tell him he had someone at Will Call, just a little something to give me time to SEED his locker room, bet you $1000 he’ll remember who Tommy Love is now…
Tommy laughs and looks to the left before grabbing Lisa by the arm and starts to walk away from Wes’s locker room but Lisa pulls her arm free as they walk away
Goldrush: I would think with a match against Dominic Sanders of all people you would be with your client Killjoy Ito and not exacting revenge against a guy that didn’t know the difference between you and Killjoy…
Love: Well you’d be wrong, there is always time for revenge but don’t think I’m not ready for Dominic Sanders here tonight. We’ve faced Dominic before, as he reminded everyone but it wasn’t Killjoy who was pinned that night, it was FSW’s own Candy and that wasn’t a surprise, Dominic pretty much pinned Candy more in 2018 than Robbie did, it’s his thing you know but for him to stand there and act like he got one over on Killjoy well that’s just sad he’s that desperate to try and convince the fans that he’s the better man.
Goldrush: Well he did eliminate Killjoy in the Rumble…
Love: That he did, oh hey did he win the Rumble...NO, he was the first loser that night and a bigger loser if he thinks that carries any weight here tonight. Dominic Sanders loves to live in the past, it’s his thing honey, because he was great in the past...but now, right here in this moment...he’s a man that’s lost everything. I know, he’s trying to spin this move to Prime as an exciting new adventure but the truth is he’s running away from Brawl because Cyrus has taken everything from him and he can’t cope with being second best when not so long ago he was top dog. Listen I can spoil the next 100 Dominic Sanders promos for you, blah blah blah “I was Undisputed Champion”...blah blah blah “I beat such in such and that guy there and what’s his face who you couldn’t even beat”...blah blah blah “I you don’t deserve to be in the ring with me because I was so great…” it’s like watching the 30 year old who goes back for Friday Night Football and talks about how we ruled back in the day…
Goldrush: Or a middle-aged man having sex in peoples locker room?
Love: No that’s fucking awesome #SEEDEDWesWalkersLockerRoom…
Tommy looks into the camera and smiles
Love: And listen his shtick will work on most in Prime, hell the roster seems to have lost the power to speak since the announcement of Dominic coming to Prime in hopes he doesn’t notice them, hell our Indy Champion has been quiet as a mouse living in fear of Dominic Sanders, hell Chris Brock and the rest of the FSW should all be out here thanking Dominic, because of him the FSW is about to be flooded by a ton of Indy stars but not us, Killjoy doesn’t fear Dominic Sanders, shit last time I checked both him and JFS were looking up at Killjoy in the Elite 15, the point is Killjoy doesn’t run from fights like Dominic Sanders, we come up here to Canada and face them head on...
Goldrush: Well I have to admit that the match up of two members of the Prime roster here in FSW has gathered a lot of interest…
Love: Of course it has, hell we should be the Main Event here tonight but Brock can’t let his boys down, so we get co-main and it’s ok, Wes and Kyle are going to have to follow one of the best matches of all 2019, good luck boys because after these fans see Killjoy v. Dominic they are going to forget all about your little match…
Goldrush: But aren’t you afraid with a loss here tonight to Dominic Sanders you might see Killjoy’s rematch against Jordan Sharpe for the Indy Championship go up in smoke?
Tommy laughs as they reach Killjoy Ito, who is stretching for his match
Love: Oh Lisa, maybe Stacy does have a chance in replacing you, hell no, number one we aren’t losing here tonight and even if, by some miracle Dominic Sanders luck boxes or the referee is bought and paid for by Cyrus Black and he screws over Killjoy out there you are forgetting about one little thing…
Tommy motions to the neck of Killjoy who pulls out his Golden Ticket on a gold chain
Love: We have a Golden Ticket Lisa and for all the fans of Prime, tune in this week because we have a MAJOR announcement regarding that Golden Ticket and one Jordan Sharpe but as for tonight, Dominic Sanders gets the privilege of facing Killjoy Ito one on one for the first time in the EWC and the FSW is just lucky enough to book the match first. We have been waiting for a long time for this and tonight we continue the Fall of Dominic Sanders as you walk through the door of the FSW and out into the great unknown of the Indys but hey buddy, if you need any help you know where to find me, I’m always looking to add new talent to The Love Club and hell, Gabi Vee could use a tag team partner…
Tommy laughs as he waves Lisa away and whispers something into Killjoy’s ear
SINGELS MATCH
PRIME SHOWCASE
KILLJOY ITO
VS DOMINIC SANDERS
Watson: Welcome back! Once again, we are coming to you live from St. John's, Newfoundland. We are NOT at the Cow Palace in Daly City, so do not adjust your television sets!
Sydney: We have seen some great action tonight! FSW is LOADED with talent! But there's one thing I am wondering, and that is why we left one bloody cold place for an even colder bloody cold place. Who the hell knows?!
Watson: Right now, we've got Lisa Goldrush standing by at the gorilla position. Lisa!
The camera cuts to the back. Lisa Goldrush is front and center.
Goldrush: Gentlemen, I am standing here live with one of the newest members of the Prime brand, Dominic Sanders.
The camera pans over to see Dominic Sanders standing next to Lisa.
Goldrush: Tonight, you will take place in a Prime Showcase match here on FSW against Killjoy Ito. Do you have any final words to say before you head on out to the ring?
Sanders smirks and shakes his head.
Sanders: Lisa... always the typical journalist with your predictable, boring questions. I've already said everything I need to say about my match with Killjoy Ito and my future on the Prime circuit. There's a serious change coming to the landscape of Sunday nights. But in order for me to change Sunday nights, I've had to make a few changes myself. Prime Time Sanders is here. Enjoy the show...
Sanders slips on a purple hoodie and winks at the camera. Music begins playing inside the arena and a voice is heard saying "Let's go, Dom." Sanders walks away.
As we cut back to ringside, the lights go out in the Mile One Center. Purple pyrotechnics burst up on the stage and down the sides of the ramp heading towards the ring. "War Machine" by KISS begins playing.
Watson: Wait, that's not Dominic's music though.
Sydney: Purple pyro. Dominic Sanders at the gorilla position. He said he was making some changes. If it smells like a fish and looks like a fish, it must be a fish, mate! I sense a screech-in has happened somewhere!
Watson: I have no earthly idea what you're talking about!
As Sydney called, Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a dark purple hoodie and black wrestling tights on, finished by white boots. On the front of the hoodie are the words "NO SEEDING ZONE." The hood of his sweatshirt drapes over his eyes as he stares out at the fans. Suddenly, Cora Whittaker appears from behind the curtain with a purple dress and purple streaks in her hair. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to a moderately mixed reaction from the crowd.
Starr: The folllowing contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... from Fort Worth, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds and being accompanied by Cora Whittaker... DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS!
Dominic beats his chest with both fists and raises his arms in the air with a roar. The crowd reacts even louder as he starts to make his way down to the ring. A cocky grin can be seen under the hood of his sweatshirt as he walks down the ramp with Cora at his side.
Sanders rolls underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. He jumps up to his feet and stares out into the crowd underneath the hood of his sweatshirt. He grins and nods his head as he moves over to the corner and waits as "War Machine" fades out.
Watson: New brand, new music, new look... new Dominic Sanders?
Sydney: I sure hope not! I liked the old Dominic Sanders rather well. He'd better continue to kick ass like he always does!
The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out onto the stage, his custom tennis racket in the air. He leads Killjoy to the ring as the fans heckle him but reach out to touch Killjoy.
Starr: And his opponent... from Tokyo, Japan. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds and being accompanied by "The Memphis Mouthpiece" Tommy Love... KILLJOOOOOY IIIIITO!
Tommy Love walks up the steps first and enters the ring and walks the ring with his ‘Love Stick’ held high in the air, he threatens the referee with it and tells him to call the match clean as Killjoy climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring. He stretches out his arms and tilts his head back and soaks in the cheers from the fans before removing his jacket and hands it to Tommy Love who exits the ring and stands ringside.
Watson: Cid, this may very well be one of the best matches we have seen on FSW in quite awhile.
Sydney: There's no question the star-power in this ring right now. A former Undisputed and International Champion. A former Television and Indy Champion. One smokin' hot Cora Whittaker and then the incomparable Tommy Love! This is about to be good, mate!
DING DING DING
Sanders and Ito met in the middle of the ring. The crowd was absolutely buzzing and excited for this one. Sanders nodded his head at Ito, almost in respect for the man, and backed off soon after. The two locked up and Sanders used his slight size difference as an advantage. He shoved Ito backwards, causing him to tumble. Ito got up to his feet and went for a hard right hand to Sanders. Sanders ducked under the punch and lifted Ito up, drilling him into the mat with a spinebuster. Sanders reached down to pick Ito up, but Ito drilled Sanders with a right to the bridge of the nose. Sanders stumbled backwards as Ito swept Sanders’ legs out from underneath him, causing him to land on his back. Ito kipped up and leapt into a double-foot stomp right in Sanders’ sternum. He covered Sanders, but only got two.
Watson: The young lion has been quick to strike for the last few minutes.
Sydney: This Killjoy Ito is so very good. His youth may be what ends up winning the match for him. But Dominic Sanders, on the other hand, is so much wiser and more experienced. And that goes a long way.
As Sanders struggled to get to his feet while clutching his chest, Ito helped him up by lifting him onto his shoulders and dropping him into a gutbuster. Tommy Love grinned outside the ring as he smacked the Love Stick on the ring apron repeatedly. Cora pounded on the mat shouting for Dominic from the opposite side. With Sanders on his hands and knees gasping for air, Ito jumped on his back and locked in the Ronguguddonaito.
Watson: Killjoy Ito has the Ronguguddonaito locked in!
Sydney: The what?!
Watson: The Ronguguddonaito!
Sydney: That sounds like some kind of noise that Tommy Love makes mid-seeding!
Watson: That’s disgusting, Cid!
Sanders was able to back-roll into Killjoy’s shoulders being pinned down. The referee dropped to count, but Sanders only got a one count. Killjoy kicked out and immediately got to his feet. He ran behind Sanders and bounced off of the ropes. As he did this, Cora reached up and casually smacked Killjoy on the ass and turned away innocently. The distracted Killjoy turned his attention to Cora who still avoided eye contact with him. Tommy Love got up on the ring apron and started yelling angrily at the referee. Even Sanders had a slight look of disbelief on his face. The distractions were all enough for Sanders to shake out of his momentary daze and drill Ito in the back of the head with an elbow and then lift him up and drop him with the Riptide for the three-count victory.
DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner… DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDERS!
Watson: Dominic Sanders gets a big win here tonight, but give an assist to Cora Whittaker!
Sydney: She didn’t do anything, Tim. She gave him a pat on the buttocks as if to say “Good game!” It’s not her fault that Killjoy allowed that to throw him off!
Watson: Regardless, even Dominic is a little confused as to what his girlfriend, Cora Whittaker, just did!
As "War Machine" begins playing again, Sanders leaves the ring and quirks a brow at Cora. She smirks at him and the two of them begin talking as they walk up the ramp to the back.
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
WES WALKER
VS KYLE GAUTIER
Sydney: What a night we’ve seen so far!
Watson: Just one show away from the season finale and things are for sure on fire here in The FSW.
Sydney: And the best is yet to come as my man, The Ambassador of the Merch Table himself: Kyle Gautier takes on The Maquis de Milquetoast, Little Wes Walker.
Watson: Not really a fair way to sum up an athlete of Wes Walker’s caliber Cid. He gave three other superstars one hell of a fight at YoungBlood and that was a group that included Number 6 on the Elite Fifteen.
Sydney: Only to come up short Tim, let’s not forget that. I’ll say it again, the guy is milquetoast Watson. Milk. Toast.
Watson: Agree to disagree Cid. None-the-less up first is a man I am sure would disagree with your assessment of his fortitude in the squared circle because it’s time for our main event! Let’s go to Isabella Starr for the introductions.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall.
The Canadian crowd echoes: ONE FALL!
Starr: Now, Introducing first: From Galway, Ireland, Wes Walker!
Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play Wes Walker jumps out from the back with a spin kick. He stops at the top of the ramp puts his hands together and bows quickly to the ring and then turns to the left and right and bows the audience. He walks down the ramp and is high-fiving fans as he does. He slides under the bottom rope and pops up. He shakes hands with the ref and gets in his corner.
Starr: And introducing next: The current North American Champion, from Mobile, Alabama, weighing in at 215 pounds, Kyle GAUTIER!
Purple lights bathe the entrance ramp. As 'The Man' starts to play, a bit of fog billows out from backstage. Gautier follows it out and waves at it with his hands. He sees the crowd and starts for the ring with a smirky look on his face, giving a bunch of high-fives but missing out on the down-lows, mostly because he's too slow. Walking directly to the ring, he enters it by walking up the ring steps. As he gets in, he points to the crowd and covers his heart to show that's where they live.
Sydney: The Champ looks laid back, relaxed, and ready for a walk in the park Tim.
Watson: But Walker looks even more determined to be the storm that will ruin that little stroll Cid. The man looks ready to prove that he belongs on the title track here in FSW.
Sydney: I thought he looked better last week when he was wearing the latest in splattered Fall fashions courtesy of The Mercenary’s new Blood line.
Watson: Please don’t dredge that image up again Cid, it took me all week to get it out of my head and besides, there’s the bell to start the match:
DING DING DING
Walker walks up on the champion and stands nose to nose with him. Gautier takes a step back offering the crowd a great big grin. He sticks out his hand for a handshake. Walker examines the offering suspiciously before returning the gesture. The two shake hands but when Wes tries to pull away Gautier holds onto his hand and pulls him back towards him. Kyle finds this very amusing and he tries to release his grip and pull away only to have Walker hold on this time around. Gautier loses his smile as Walker pulls him close again, emphasizing his point with a ram butt to Kyle’s forehead.
Watson: Neither man intends to give an inch and I think the good humor has gone right out the window.
Sydney: Smashed it clear to bits is more like it.
Gautier rubs his head and retaliates with a stiff set of chops across Wes’s chest. Taking off the North American Title belt he rubs it mockingly in Walker’s face before tossing it to the side. As Walker is momentarily distracted by Matt Mercer going to clear the belt from the ring Gautier uses the opportunity to knock him backwards with a hard European uppercut. Walker stumbles into the ropes and Kyle presses his advantage attempting a high knee strike. Wes manages to dodge this attempt however, instead using the other mans momentum to send him through the middle rope and out to the floor. Shaking away the butterflies Walker steps out onto the apron of the ring and after measuring Gautier for a moment leaps off the apron delivering a Hurricanrana that sends his opponent crashing into the guardrail. The fans erupt at the unexpected move.
Sydney: Face first right into the unforgiving steel!
Walker doesn’t waste any time getting right back after his fallen victim. He picks Gautier up off the ground, setting him up for a DDT.
Watson: Not on the concrete!
But Kyle is not yet out of it enough to allow himself to be cracked like an egg on the concrete. He struggles out of the front face-lock and manages to back-body drop Walker on that self-same floor. He hits with a loud thud, grabbing his back in pain. Hearing the ref’s count getting close to a count-out Gautier rolls back into the ring. Walker climbs to his feet and follows, just in under the count of ten.
Sydney: They just beat the count on that one Tim.
Watson: I’m honestly surprised that either of them could get up at all after that exchange.
Walker stumbles into the corner in search of a breather, but Gautier is not willing to oblige. Running full speed at Walker he crashes the man into the turnbuckles, gaining control of his head in an attempt to deliver a bulldog out of the corner. Walker shoves him off and manages to slap on a full nelson. He delivers a quick snap suplex sending Gautier back into the turnbuckles where he falls in a heap to the mat. Picking him up Walker sets up a bulldog of his own, spring-boarding out of the corner and driving Gautier face first into the mat. Turning his prone body over he goes for the pin:
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Watson: KICKOUT!
Walker picks him up off the canvas and snap-mares him over into a seated position where he attempts a spinning front kick aimed at taking Kyle’s head off of his shoulders. Kyle drops back and Wes’s foot misses its mark by only a few inches. Gautier manages to gain control of his planted leg with a grapevine, tripping him down to the mat where he tries to gain control of Wes’s back in an attempt to apply a rear-naked choke. Walker manages to fight his way free, rolling on top of Gautier and delivering a few strong hammer punches before Kyle kicks him away. The two distance themselves from one another in order to catch their breaths. The crowd is going crazy. Walker abruptly charges at Gautier who catches him with a drop toe hold, dropping a quick elbow and trapping Walker’s arm in an arm bar. Wes yells out in pain but refuses to tap. Kyle wrenches in the hold but Walker manages to inch his way to the ropes. Gautier breaks the hold cleanly after holding on for a five count. He gets to his feet and stomps Walker back down to the mat. Pulling him away from the safe haven of the ropes he takes leg control and folds his opponent into a Texas cloverleaf.
Sydney: It’s the Mobtown Execution! Walker is done for now!
Watson: It looks bad but he’s fighting with every bit of life he has left. He’s not giving up!
Sydney: He’s trying to reach back to trip Kyle Gautier’s ankle, but he can’t quite get at it.
Watson: And Gautier is really leaning into it. Look at the pain on Walker’s face.
Gautier pulls Walker’s body forward, leaning back into the submission hold, trying to break the man in half. Walker tries to turn his body over on its side to take the pressure off of the small of his back. Half the crowd is urging him on while the other half of the stadium calls wildly for the kill. Walker at last manages to reach back enough to catch Kyle’s ankle and disrupt his base. Kyle tries to re-adjust his stance to secure the hold once again and in that second Walker rolls through and sends Kyle stumbling into the ropes. Getting to his knees he stands up gingerly. His back and legs are hurting from his time in the Execution. Moving with as much speed as he can muster he hits the ropes and launches himself at Gautier with a flying spinning elbow strike. The elbow finds its mark and puts Gautier flat on his back. Seeing his opportunity Walker climbs the turnbuckles.
Watson: It looks like Wes is about to Walk Tall all over Kyle Gautier’s smug face!
Sydney: I wouldn’t be so sure Tim, The Champ wasn’t quite as out of it as he appeared to be.”
Waiting for Walker to reach the second rope on his climb to the top Gautier kips up from his back and rushes at Walker who does not see him coming. Jumping at Wes’s back he pulls him backwards into a one legged lung-blower that knocks the air and the fight right out of Wes Walker. Rolling him over he goes for the pin:
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Sydney: He kicked out of The Port City Drop!
Kyle Gautier stands up and looks down at the fallen body of Wes Walker. The man is trying to roll back to his feet. Looking at the crowd he offers them an exaggerated shrug before he pulls him to his feet and goes to deliver The Triumverate, but just as he goes to deliver the blow, Mercenary slides under the ropes and pops to his feet, leveling Kyle with a devastating lariat. Referee Matt Mercer immediately calls for the bell as Merc slides back out of the ring, heading to the stage.
DING DING DING
Isabella Starr: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner via disqualification.... Kyle Gautier!
Watson: What the hell is Mercenary doing?! This match had nothing to do with him!
Sydney: Wes Walker messed with Mercenary last episode and now he's getting a little old school American receipt!
Back on the stage under the MacTron. The Mercenary takes a microphone out of his hip pocket raising it slowly to his lips:
Mercenary: And here you are: Wes Walker. Standing in the ring with The North American Champion Kyle Gautier. Standing in MY spotlight! Week after week I go down to that ring and fight for this brand, and what do I get for it? NOTHING! I don’t wander. I don’t stray. Melody Malone takes her ball and heads off to bigger venues without so much as a thanks... Stitches… our so called Champion… he hasn’t been around for ages. Even the Future Stars on the rise like Allen Anderson and yourself Wesley… you want to wander on over to the greener pastures of Brawl and Rampage. But I stay here. The Gatekeeper. The Loyalist. The FOOL! And while you wrestle The North American Champ in the main event I am relegated to taking on the guest talent from Prime… And NOT EVEN Killjoy Ito! I AM OWED! And I will start taking back what is mine next week on the season finale of Future Stars. On FSW #91 I want to take the blood that you owe me Wesley. I am challenging you to a Last Blood Cage Match. One more match for the two of us. It’s time that you receive your punishment and I get what I deserve. Two men enter and only I will leave. And don’t worry Kyle… I haven’t forgotten about that drink that you owe me. Your time will also come… YOU and THE CLOWN that also owes me one more match. See you then.
The lights goes out and when the house lights come back on Mercenary is gone from the stage.
Sydney: I'm not exactly sure what to make of all that but I guess we'll see what the office has to say about it.
Brock: You won't have to wait long Cid!
The general manager's voice can be heard over the arena as he walks out from the curtain with a mic in hand.
Sydney: Holy Shit... Is Brock actually going to do some work for a change?!
Brock: I can't say that I approve of his methods, but Mercenary has a point. Obviously there is still some bad blood between you two Wes
The camera cuts to the ring where Wes and Kyle are still standing. Kyle now has his North American title.
Brock: This rivalry needs to end, and with one show left in the season, I see no reason not to make it happen... FSW 91... Two weeks from tonight... In the Main Event it will be Wes Walker and Mercenary in a LAST BLOOD CAGE MATCH... The rules are simple. It's a cage match, but before any pinball or escape attempts can occur, BOTH competitors must be busted open by their opponent!
The crowd in St. John's erupts at this and starts chanting "FSW! FSW! FSW!"
Brock: Oh and one more thing...This match that was so rudely interrupted tonight... It's not over. Kyle, you know that Wes just took you almost to your limit. And Wes... You know that you want another shot at Kyle... So why don't we settle this... At WrestleFest! Kyle Gautier...Wes Walker... For the North American title!
Watson: WOW!!!! Now that is a match we all want to see!!!
Brock puts his mic into his jacket pocket and walks back through the curtain.
Watson: One thing is for sure, you aren't gonna want to miss next weeks season finale of Future Stars of Wrestling! I can't WAIT... but for now we are out of time. We will see you all in two weeks for the LAST FSW of 2019.
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: NEVAEH
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Wes Walker
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Jason Rayne
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
MATCH FIVE/ MAIN EVENT
WRITER: MERCENARY
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Allen Anderson Vs Ezio DeLuca
WINNER(S): Ezio DeLuca
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SINGLES MATCH
Mercenary Vs Vanita Thompson
WINNER(S): Mercenary
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SINGLES MATCH
Jason Rayne Vs Matt Angel
WINNER(S): Jason Rayne
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SINGLES MATCH
Killjoy Ito Vs Dominic Sanders
WINNER(S): Dominic Sanders
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SINGLES MATCH/NON TITLE MATCH
Wes Walker Vs Kyle Gautier
WINNER(S): Kyle Gautier
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MVP OF THE NIGHT:Dominic Sanders
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Ibuki Ito Vs Dominic Sanders
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