MNB #561 - NASHVILLE

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MNB #561 - NASHVILLE Oct 12, 2020 22:24:24 GMT -6

Post by MNB on Oct 12, 2020 22:24:24 GMT -6

WARNING:

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.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
EPISODE #561 | OCTOBER 12TH 2020

LIVE! from the Bridgestone Arena in Nashville, Tennessee

EWC BRAWL
General Manager: Jim Connors
Commentators: Joe Aiello, Steve 'The Predator' Bennett and Max Carter
Announcer: Jessica Stroup
Senior Referee: Paul Turner
Referee: Josh Daniels
Backstage Interviewer: Bob Murray

"BZRK" by Family Force 5 blasts in the Arena

The show starts off with video footage detailing historic events over Monday Night BRAWL's history.
From episode 001 in 1997 all the way down to the last episode #560 in Atlanta.

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, The Rev, Ruthann Hunter, Ashton Drake and then Xplode all with the EWC Championship.

Sped up footage again then takes us through to current Monday Night BRAWL Superstars: Xavier Reid, Darius, Stephanie Matsuda, Bosa, Callie Clark, Eavan "Krigare" Maloney, and Naoki Arakawa among others.

We then get a shot of the Double Champion of BRAWL:

Xavier Reid with the International Championship....and the Undisputed Championship

The opening pyros blast across the stage and here we go.

A wide aerial shot shows that the Bridgestone Arena is electric for Monday Night BRAWL!

A chant begins of

"MNB!"

"MNB!"

A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!

The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!

The fans are shown smiling, laughing, and pumping their fists in excitement

as fireworks emit from each corner of the ring!

A thick layer of fog surrounds the fans from the firework display.

The show is live... and the excitement is at a fever pitch!

Signs can be seen all over the arena, some reading:

"OH YES, THERE WILL BE YOUNGBLOOD"

"XAVIER REID IS ALL YOU NEED"

"AMH = AMERICA'S MUCH-NEEDED HEROES"

"GABI VEE IS THE CHAMP FOR ME"

"I AM 100% READY TO SEE SOME YOUNG GUNS STEP UP"

and "A BRAWL FOR ALL"

The camera pans around the Bridgestone Arena once more. We arrive at the announcers' table where Joe Aiello and Steve Bennett are standing by.

Aiello: Hello everyone, and welcome to Monday Night BRAWL! I'm Joe Aiello alongside my pal Steve Bennett here at the Bridgestone Arena in Nashville, for what promises to be an exciting night of action on the red brand!

Bennett: Hell yeah, Joe! We saw absolute chaos at the Rumble in South Africa, and we know know that FSW's Stitches the Clown has punched his ticket to face the Undisputed Champion at WrestleFest for the top prize in the business...and that man is none other than Xavier Reid, who managed to just edge out the 46th President and defeat Scorpio when all was said and done. I've heard that we're going to be hearing from our champion later tonight, before he heads to our main event to take on Clay Byrd and Gabrielle Visconty in triple threat action!

Aiello: That's right Steve, and on top of that we have a big PRIME versus FSW Showcase match as Dominic Sanders takes on Jason, son of two Hall of Famers in Ruthann Hunter and Xplode. A lot has been said between these two leading up to the match, and I suspect it's gonna be a real test for the up and coming Jason!

Bennett: That's all well and good Joe, but I think Dominic's gonna make a statement as he heads down the road to retirement he's been talking about lately!

Aiello: Now, the big focus of the night is that we have THREE matches set to determine who will go on to Youngblood II to compete for the International Championship, a topic that's been the buzz of many a social network this week!

Bennett: I mean hell Joe, the word out on the street is that Xavier Reid will be forced to hand over the belt to whoever wins at the event, but the match itself is completely up in the air! We have Gabriel Ohio taking on Darius, Kyle Young taking on Eddie Dozier, and Eavan Maloney taking on Callie Clark, and you gotta wonder who will end up becoming the new champion at Youngblood?

Aiello: Well Steve, once we get back from break we'll be kicking things off with the first of those matches as Gabriel Ohio takes on...

’Like a Prayer' by Madonna blasts over the PA system as Cyrus Black makes his way onto the stage to a chorus of cheers. Dressed in casual gear, an EWC hoodie, jeans and trainers, Cyrus looks out around the arena with a smile before slowly making his way down to the ring.

Aiello: Oh boy, what better way to kick off the night than with the returning Cyrus Black!

Bennett: Fingers crossed he’s out here to announce his retirement so we can be rid of him for good.

Aiello: Somehow I doubt that’s going to happen, listen to these fans, they love him.

Cyrus is handed a mic as he gets in the ring and leans against the ropes. He looks out around the sold out crowd as they chant his name.

Cyrus: Hello, Nashville.... I’m back...

The cheers grow louder.

Cyrus: To the rest of the EWC world that’s watching from the comfort of their own home... I am back....

The noise around Bridgestone becomes almost deafening as Cyrus turns and looks directly into the camera.

Cyrus: ...and last but certainly not least... to all of my hard work colleagues who populate all four beautiful brands of the EWC... you’ll be glad to know that I AM FUCKIN’ BACK BABY! WOOOOOO!!! Now I’m not gonna talk about why I left or where I’ve been all this time because to be honest it just doesn’t matter. So the only other question left to answer is why am I back? Well for a start I missed you all and I know you missed me. You know it might surprise some of you but I have got a lot of fans on the EWC roster who have be waiting for me to show my face around these parts again. For instance one of my biggest fans is my pal John over on the B show, you know the delusional prick who’s running around calling himself a president now..

Cyrus pauses and once more looks into the camera.

Cyrus: ...Yes my Queen it’s back to being the B show now that Brawl has its MVP back...

Cyrus winks down the camera before beginning to slowly pace up and down the ring.

Cyrus: ...so Johnny boyyyyy I bet you’re glad to see me back! The guy who threw you off of a cage and burned your ass to a crisp. You know I gotta say I very much enjoyed the Johannesburg Screwjob last month, between me and you I heard that Xavier Reid and Danny Mac went out for a few cold ones and celebrated a job well done after that match.. but hey that’s just a rumor I heard... none of my business!! Don’t you worry buddy, I’m here for you.

Cyrus pulls on the back of his hoodie while trying to hold the laughter back. Meanwhile a “Scorpio sucks” chant moves through the crowd like a Mexican wave.

Cyrus: Another fan of mine who desperately longed to have me back is my very own Gremlin over on Rampage. Shock... horror... she had some stuff to say about me last week. She more or less claimed that I would be coming out here tonight to challenge Xavier Reid for both of his championships...

He lets that statement hang in the air before looking down the camera lens again.

Cyrus:... unlike you Gabi, I’m not that transparent.

Turning from the camera, Cyrus leans against the ropes again, looking out toward the sea of fans.

Cyrus: So yeh, I’m back because the EWC needs me to balance out the craziness that’s infecting this place. This great company is being dragged into the gutter by the obsessed, the delusional, the freaks... and the clown... but I aim to change all of that. Also if I’m being honest I need the EWC. This is where I belong.

Cyrus looks down at the EWC logo on the mat below his feet and smiles before continuing to speak.

Cyrus: Despite what certain individuals may believe, I’m not out here to challenge Xavier Reid for the International or Undisputed championship. One of those championships I lost fair and square to a beautiful woman last year, the other championship I gave up on. I have no claims to any of them and for me say otherwise would be disrespectful to the titles or the man holding them. I got no beef with Xavier, no love or hate, only respect for a hard working dude who gets his shit done in the ring. Don’t worry though, Cyrus Black... Xavier Reid... believe me that’s gonna happen... you just gotta be patient.

This gets a huge positive reaction from the crowd as Cyrus begins to step a leg through the ring ropes before he pauses and lifts the mic to his lips.

Cyrus: Oh there is one more reason I’m back. Dominic... Sanders...

Cyrus quickly spins back into the ring, getting up close and personal with the camera once more.

Cyrus: You know the rest of the shit is just for show... but this right here and now is real, so Dom I hope... I pray that you’re listening to me cause time is a ticking my man. I hear you’re calling it quits. To say that I have mixed emotions on that news would be an understatement cause we’ve been through a lot, more than anyone knows. I could sit here and shower you with compliments but you know that’s not me. Rather than crawl up your ass I have a better idea... how’s your schedule looking around about WrestleFest cause mine is completely free... me versus you partner, so that I can honor you in the only way I know how...

The crowd goes wild once more as Cyrus backs away from the camera.

Cyrus: ...by kicking your ass one last time.

Cyrus drops the mic on the mat and exits the ring, conversing with fans, taking photographs and signing autographs as he walks back up the ramp.

Aiello: Well how about that! Cyrus Black is back with a bang and he’s as controversial as ever. We are going to a break but we will be right back with you.

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EARN YOUR SPOT AT YOUNGBLOOD, PART I!
[SINGLES MATCH - WINNER COMPETES FOR INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP AT YOUNGBLOOD II]

Gabriel Ohio
VS Darius

Aiello: Ladies and Gentlemen we are kicking off tonight's action with part one in a trilogy of matches that we have dubbed Earn Your Spot at Youngblood, where the winners of the three matches will compete for the International Championship at... yup you guessed it... Youngblood! First off we’ve got Gabriel Ohio going one on one with Darius. Last time we'd seen Darius in a Brawl ring he was facing Dominic Sanders in the main event, and I have to say he was unlucky not to come way with the victory that night. He also came up short in the Rumble, so he’ll be looking to bounce back in a big way tonight and I believe he’s got a new extreme attitude.

Bennett: The trouble Darius has tonight is that he’s up against the newcomer Gabriel Ohio, a man that we don’t know much about thus far apart from his history with Samantha Hamilton and the Shieldmaidens and the fact that he’s 6 foot fuckin’ 9!!! This could be a tricky hurdle for Darius to jump over.. literally, maybe that’s why he went to the Titaness to ask her for some advice on how to deal with this giant monster of a man. I’d wager a bet that Gabriel is looking to use Darius as a stepping stone tonight to climb that Brawl ladder to success and when I say success I mean Xavier Reid’s International Championship.

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall, with the winner going on to compete for the International Championship at Youngblood II... Joining us first, from Albany, New York, weighing in at 265 lbs ...DARIUSSSSSS!!!!!

’Burn It Down' by Five Finger Death Punch blasts over the PA system as Darius makes his way to the ring.

Stroup: And his opponent, from parts unknown, weighing in at 286 pounds ... GABRIEL OHIO!!!!

Pieces of Eden by Satan's Arrival blasts over the PA system as Gabriel Ohio makes his way to the ring.

DING DING DING

Darius rushes Ohio as soon as the bell sounds but Ohio sticks an arm out and grabs Darius by the throat, then he spins around and effortlessly throws Darius flying over the top turnbuckle to the outside. Ohio steps over the top rope and to the outside just as Darius is getting to his feet. Darius charges at Ohio and shoulder barges him straight into the steel ring post. Darius then uses all his strength to whip Ohio to the other side of the ring straight into the steel ring steps back first.

Darius rolls Ohio into the ring. Once inside Darius smashes Ohio with a Step Up Knee Strike. Darius then hits Ohio with his trademark stiff raining elbow shots. Much to Darius and the entire crowds surprise Ohio shakes it off and once more grabs Darius by the throat as he stands up. Ohio picks Darius up and hits a chokeslam into a backbreaker. Ohio goes for the pin but Darius just kicks out at two and a half.

Aiello: Oh that was close! Darius just kicking out. Did you see the way Gabriel Ohio just shook off those hard elbow shots?

Bennett: Yes I saw it... I’m watching the same match as you Joe.

Darius grabs a hold of the ring ropes and as Ohio tries to pull him to his feet he kicks out a foot that catches Ohio square in the face. Darius bounces up and sprints towards Ohio, hitting him with a hard clothesline. Ohio stumbles back but doesn’t fall. Darius again runs at Ohio and smashes him with an even harder clothesline. Still the big monster doesn’t go down. Darius takes one more run off of the ropes and back at Ohio but Ohio is ready for it and he lifts his boot which Darius runs into face first.

Ohio picks Darius up, spins him around and hits a high angle German suplex on him which sends Darius rolling out of the ring. Ohio takes his time to make his way over to the side of the ring that Darius rolled out of which gives Darius time as he climbs back up on the ring apron and with the ref standing directly behind Ohio his vision skewed, Darius spies a chance, leaning across the ropes he rakes his fingers down Ohio’s face. Ohio is temporarily blinded which allow Darius to get back into the ring, where he kicks Ohio in the gut then plants him down on the mat with a spike DDT. Darius goes for the cover but Ohio throws him off with tremendous strength. By the time Darius gets to his feet Ohio already has a hold of him, picking him up and throwing him backwards with a Fall Away Slam. Ohio goes for the pin this time and it’s Darius’s turn to kick out.

Aiello: These two men are leaving it all out there. That’s how much a shot at the International Championship means to them!

Bennett: I dunno, I think they just like to hurt people. They enjoy the pain, they could beat on each other all night long... and you know what, I could watch them.

Ohio picks Darius up by the hair and launches him into the corner. Ohio takes a run at the corner and throws himself at Darius but Darius dives out of the way at the last minute. Ohio hits the corner turnbuckle and Darius is right on him from behind, smacking him with an elbow to the back of the head and then smashing his head off of the turnbuckle repeatedly. This only seems to enrage Ohio who shoves Darius off of him, then when Darius comes back at him Ohio suddenly sprays him in the face with his red mist that he calls Bloody Mary! Darius is totally blind but aware that Ohio is stalking him and as he turns to run he crashes straight into the referee.

Ohio grabs a hold of Darius, lifts him up and plants him on the mat with his Fall from Grace finisher. Ohio makes the pin but then realIzes that the referee is still down. Ohio slowly gets up and walks over to the referee, picking him up off the floor. In the meantime Darius crawls to the corner and wipes the mist away from his eyes. By the time Ohio has the ref on his feet he turns around just in time to see Darius sprinting at him and hitting him with the Hunter's Mark! Rather than go for a pin Darius backs away from Ohio who incredibly is trying to get back to his feet already. Darius again sprints at him, catching him with a second Hunter's Mark. Darius makes the pin and gets the win.
DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via pinfall... DARIUSSSSS!

Darius rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp still trying to rub the mist out of his eyes as Ohio is already back on his feet and leaning against the ropes with an angry look on his face.

Aiello: Well that battle of the big men got wild real quick!! Ohio nearly had it won but it’s Darius who’s going to Youngblood with an International title shot in his hands!

Bennett: If it wasn’t for the referee being knocked out cold then this match would have went a different way, but Ohio did spit some red shit in Darius’s eyes so I guess thats karma?

Aiello: I don’t think Ohio is going to forget this in a hurry, Darius and everyone else better stay out of his way! We will be right back with you after this commercial break.

We cut backstage, where we find BRAWL General Manager Jim Connors standing by with his new assistant Timothy Kahrs, who holds a large envelope as Connors speaks.

Connors: Hello everyone, hope you're enjoying BRAWL so far tonight! I wanted to take just a moment to address the International Championship match at Youngblood II, because a LOT of questions have been asked in the past couple weeks. You've heard it rumored that due to a successful defense of the International Championship at the Rumble in South Africa, Xavier Reid has been asked to essentially hand the title over to the winner of our semi-main event of the rookie showcase event at the end of the month. I am here to confirm those rumors, and I appreciate Xavier's understanding of the situation. We're certainly excited to see him focus on defending the Undisputed Championship, particularly with a big challenge in Jordan Sharpe at PRIME 73 before either of those men goes on to WrestleFest to defend against the Rumble winner, Stitches the Clown...and we are excited for what the future holds at Youngblood II, as the winners of tonight's qualifying matches go on to compete for the International Championship!

Before Jim says another word, Tim taps on his shoulder to get the GM's attention.

Connors: Oh, right! Ladies and gentlemen, we have one more announcement pertaining to this match...Tim, the envelope please.

Kahrs hands the envelope over to Connors, who reopens it pulling out what appears to be a letter...and the Golden Ticket!

Connors: We received a letter from Bosa, who we understand is currently training after a close match that didn't go in his favor at the Rumble. In this letter, he has laid out his plans for the rest of the season, starting by...and I quote...not going to the back of the line in the International Championship picture. He has informed me that he is ready to take on anyone for another shot at the title. As such, Bosa has cashed in his Golden Ticket, and so the International Championship match at Youngblood II will be a Fatal Four-Way match!

The crowd gives a big pop for the announcement, eager to see four of the best and brightest of the younger talent compete for the title.

Connors: With that out of the way, we now know two of the competitors for this match. Best of luck to Bosa, Darius, and whoever wins the other two qualifying matches tonight. Enjoy the rest of BRAWL, folks!

On that note, we move to a commercial break.

EARN YOUR SPOT AT YOUNGBLOOD, PART II!
[SINGLES MATCH - WINNER COMPETES FOR INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP AT YOUNGBLOOD II]

Kyle Young
VS Eddie Dozier

Aiello: Welcome back! We got off to a quick start tonight. Darius and Gabriel Ohio dang near burned the house down. How do you top that?

Bennett: With one of my new favorite wrestlers on the red brand! Eddie Dozier. He doesn't give a shit about anything!

Aiello: He will face off with Kyle Young in the second of three matches to determine who will fight for the International Championship at YoungBlood! Kyle Young, who is already in the ring, has been off to a rocky start.

Bennett: Never heard of him!

Aiello: Well, he looks to turn his fortune around against Eddie Dozier here tonight.

Stroup: The following contest is schedule for one fall, with the winner earning a chance at the International Championship at YoungBlood! Already in the ring, from Chicago, Illinois... KYLE YOUNG!

Images of rain falling on cement are seen on the big screen as "Raining Blood" by Slayer begins to play. When the guitar riffs begin, the lights in the arena turn yellow. Eddie Dozier steps out from the back to a loud chorus of boos. Dozier has a look of disgust on his face as he bends down and starts rocking back and forth.

As Dozier stretches out his arms and wipes down his vest, he calmly walks down to the ring, ignoring all of the haters.

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen. It is the EWC's privilege to bring to you the next nightmare of this great company. Weighing in at 255 pounds. Louisville, Kentucky's finest. EDDIE DOZIER!

Dozier smirks at the rowdy boos when his name is announced. He climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring through the ropes. He walks around the ring and yells out into the crowd as they boo louder. With a smirk, he sprints quickly at Kyle Young and drills him in the back of the head with a forearm!

Aiello: Eddie Dozier attacking Kyle Young before the bell!

Bennett: I love this sumbitch!

DING DING DING

Dozier finishes pummeling Young in the back of the head. He grabs Young and whips him into the ropes. On the return, Dozier looks for a big boot. Young ducks underneath it. He drills Dozier with the Painkiller! Dozier stumbles backwards and falls through the ropes to the outside. Young chases.

Aiello: What a kick by Kyle Young!

Bennett: He knocked that bastard back to Louisville, Kentucky!

Young reaches down and grabs Dozier. He lift him up to his knees and leans Dozier against the apron. Young lifts Dozier up and rolls Dozier into the ring. Young slides in and covers Dozier.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Kickout by Eddie Dozier!

Young grabs Dozier and pulls him up to his feet. He picks Dozier up, looking for the Way of the Solider. Dozier slips off of Young's shoulders. He spins Young around. Twisting uranage! Dozier, now incensed, starts stomping on Young relentlessly. He grabs Young up to his feet and runs him hard towards the corner, driving him shoulder-first into the ring post through the top and middle ropes. Dozier drops to his stomach and slides out of the ring. He grabs Young's feet and trips him up onto his back. Dozier grabs Young's left leg and wraps it around the ring post hard! Dozier slides back into the ring. He gets up to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle in the corner up to the second rope. He grabs the top rope and jumps off, driving both boots square into Young's chest! Dozier looks out at the crowd who boos him wildly as he smirks.

Aiello: Eddie Dozier, well in control right now.

Bennett: You bet your ass he is. This Young guy had one impressive move, but that's all he's gettin tonight! He's gone and pissed off Eddie Dozier!

Dozier walks back over to Young, who is now on his hands and knees. Young drives a hard right into Dozier's stomach. Dozier drops the point of his elbow into the top of Young's head. He lifts Young up to his feet and pulls him up into a delayed piledriver. After a few seconds he drops Young on his head. He covers Young.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Young gets a shoulder up.

Dozier signals for the end. He grabs Young up to his feet and holds him by his face. He yells something at Young and then blatantly slaps Young across the face. Dozier picks Young up and drops him with The End! He covers again!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner... EDDIIIIIE DOZIIIIER!

Aiello: Kyle Young attempted to gain some footing in this one, but it was definitely all Eddie Dozier in this one.

Bennett: As I would have predicted it if you'd asked me. He's now undefeated at 3-0 in his young career and will be the next International Champion!

Camera cuts to ...

Earlier tonight, an EWC crew were out getting canned scenes around the city ahead of tonight’s broadcast. As they came around 3rd Street and the Johnny Cash Museum...

...they see a small woman dressed in an all-black suit, greying and thinning hair which might have been a pompadour once upon a year, standing on a wooden box on the sidewalk in front of the museum. A decent enough crowd is around her as she entertains. As the crew approach, she finishes a decent cover of Get Rhythm and one of the crew recognizes her as Brawl roster member, Eavan Maloney. Eavan sees the crew scramble to catch her on video.

Maloney: Thank you very much. Just so you know, all money raised here today will be matched to help pay for the upcoming plastic surgery my good friend, Callie Clark, will have to undergo tonight. This next song is dedicated to her. It’s a None Inch Nails song that Johnny covered, and I’d like to apologize to both Trent Reznor and Cash himself for rewriting it. I’d like to direct your attention to the video crew on the other side of the street recording me right now.

I’ll hurt Callie today to see if she still feels
I’ll focus on her face, the only thing that's real
The beating’ll leave a bruise, that old familiar pain
Try to send Tori away, will have to give her the same thing

What have you become, my sweetest friend?
Everyone you’ve faced put you down in the end
You’ll have nothing at all, it’s my empire of dirt
Cause I will lay you down, and I will make you hurt

You crown your crown of shit upon your liar’s chair
Full of shattered starts you cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time, your spotlight will disappear
You’ll be somewhere else, but I am still right here

What have you become, my sweetest friend?
Everyone you’ve faced put you down in the end
You’ll have nothing at all, it’s my empire of dirt
Cause I will lay you down, and I will make you hurt

Eavan puts the guitar down, and takes the black wig off, her multitude of blond locks falling over her shoulders. She combs a strand of hair out of her face with her fingers and looks towards the camera.

Maloney: Callie, the ONLY thing you said right is that our match will be the true main event because the world has wanted to see you fall and STAY down. Guaranteed, after tonight, they will forget your name. And after I beat you, I’ll make sure to do the same.

We move to a commercial break.

Aiello: Now folks we’ve got a hell of a card tonight, but there’s a new match that’s been added to the show following an announcement a few days ago on Friday Night Rampage.

Bennett: That’s right – let’s have a look at what happened…

The Mac-Tron flickers into life and displays ‘FNR 475’ before it shows some footage:

Spade: And what about being in the thick of it as the referee for the GMs match? Has it inspired President Mac to dust off the boots and get back into it?!

An even louder cheer goes up as Mac laughs a little to himself. He pats Spade on the shoulder and grins.

Mac: You know I’ve always said I’m here as the man to run the company and let the talented men and women of Rampage, Brawl, FSW, and Prime do their thing without being their competition, and I will always stand by that statement… but I must say it’s kinda tempting after being under those spotlights. So much so on the upcoming Brawl in Nashville I’m gonna give an up-and-comer the chance of a lifetime to join the EWC roster… if he can beat me one-on-one. For one night only President Mac’s gonna lace up the boots and throw some shots in the ring!

We cut back to Nashville as the Mac-Tron cuts from the footage of President Mac’s announcement to that of an unknown wrestler getting himself psyched-up backstage. There’s a small pop from some of the fans who seem to recognise him as the man begins shadow-boxing to warm up.

Aiello: Well folks President Mac wasn’t kidding when he said he was lacing up the boots; that right there is Tornado Johnson, a local wrestler from Nashville, and Mac has chosen him from a long list of hopefuls. If he manages to beat the boss tonight he’s won himself a contract to wrestle on Monday Night Brawl!

Bennett: Best of luck to the kid, President Mac is no stranger to the ring and he’s a tough son o’ bitch to overcome… first though it’s the final match to earn a shot at the International Championship at YoungBlood as Eavan “Krigare” Maloney takes on Callie Clark.

EARN YOUR SPOT AT YOUNGBLOOD, PART III!
[SINGLES MATCH - WINNER COMPETES FOR INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP AT YOUNGBLOOD II]

Eavan "Krigare" Maloney
VS Callie Clark

Stroup: The following match is scheduled for one fall, with the winner moving on to compete for the International Championship at Youngblood II! Joining us first, from New Orleans, weighing in at 105 pounds ... EAVAN MALONEY!

Disturbed’s “Warrior” roars through the arena. Eavan Maloney rolls out onto the stage on a black and red low-rider Harley Davidson motorcycle, dressed in leather from head to toe including her Shieldmaidens kutte, and a Deadpool-inspired helmet. Eavan rides around the ring and parks at the bottom of the ramp. She takes her helmet off and places it on the seat, as she lets her grey and purple hair fall loose before sliding under the bottom rope and into the ring. Eavan gets up on the second turnbuckles and smirks out into the crowd, soaking in whatever reaction she receives before hopping down.

Stroup: And her opponent, from New York, New York, weighing in at 115 pounds ... CALLIE CLARK!

"Off With Her Head" hits and Callie Clark struts out onto the stage with her bodyguard Tori after letting the music play for a few seconds, and strikes a pose on the stage, showing off her Daenerys Targaryen cosplay as pyro goes off behind her. She walks down the ramp, taking time to high five a couple fans along the way before taking a running start and jumping onto the ring apron, posing again on the apron as Tori approaches ringside. She steps through the ropes and walks to the middle of the ring, striking one final pose while shooting a wink to the camera then goes to her corner as the music cuts.

DING DING DING

Both women charge at the opening bell, each looking for the upper hand with so much at stake. Eavan goes for a lock up but Callie dodges it, quickly heading out of the ring to the frustration of Maloney. Eavan leaves the ring but it seems Callie is actually toying with her a little, backing up before leading Maloney on a flat-out chase around the ring before Clark slides back in, stomping Eavan as she follows close behind! Clark picks up Maloney, cinching in a wristlock that Eavan is able to reverse...but Callie breaks the hold, slapping Maloney in the face to the surprise of the crowd!

Aiello: Whoa, wait a minute! Callie Clark has been acting a bit...

Bennett: Joe, if you say sus like one of them kids playing video games I swear I will lose my shit live on air...that said, you're right! Seems Tori has been teaching Callie not only some new moves but how to grow a damn spine!

Eavan doesn't take well to the change in attitude from Clark, unleashing a flurry of offense that sends Clark to the corner. With Callie down in the corner, Eavan takes a few steps back before charging with a double knee to the face! Clark's starting to have a rough go of things as Eavan takes advantage of the opportunity, waiting until Callie gets to her feet before hitting a bulldog from the corner. With Clark down, Eavan goes for the cover!

ONE!

TW--KICKOUT!

Clark gets back to her feet, looking pretty upset as she charges at Maloney with some hard strikes that culminate in a spinning back fist! Eavan is wobbly on her feet but not quite out, which gives Clark an idea...a seemingly crazy idea...and she grabs Maloney by the throat, lifting her up for a chokeslam to the shock of the crowd! Clark smirks, thinking the end is near as she climbs the nearest turnbuckle. She gauges the situation, and jumps around for the double jump moonsault she calls the Calliesault...BUT MALONEY JUST GETS THE KNEES UP AT THE END! Clark is on the canvas clutching her ribs, but the damage is still evident with Eavan as well!

Aiello: Oh my, what a set of moves from Callie Clark here!

Bennett: Clark knew she had a size advantage going into this, and she played into it well until Maloney managed to stop that Calliesault!

Maloney slowly gets to her feet, as does Clark. They start exchanging strikes now, with Clark once again getting an upper hand...until Maloney manages to catch her by surprise with a chop to the chest! She unloads a few more, sending Clark reeling back before hitting a double knee facebuster! NOLA MAKEOVER! Eavan's got the guillotine choke locked in now, but Clark's trying to break out of it! Clark tries to get both of Maloney's shoulders to the canvas for the pin, but eventually fades as the ref calls for the bell!

DING DING DING

Stroup: And your winner, via submission... EAVAN MALONEY!

The ref raises Eavan's arm in victory as Tori slides into the ring to check on Callie, who looks more than a little upset at the loss as we cut back to commentary.

Aiello: What a win for Eavan Maloney tonight, beating a very game Callie Clark to advance to Youngblood!

Bennett: Yeah, but I think Callie showed a lot of guts tonight, and that means trouble for whoever stands in her way after this!

Aiello: It’s been a hell of a night, hasn’t it folks? We now have our competitors set for the International Championship at Youngblood II, and we’ve still got the incredible triple threat main event to look forward to.

Bennett: First though one young kid gets the shot of a lifetime and history is made as President Mac himself makes his in-ring return, it’s Mac vs. local hero Tornado Johnson!

The lights dim.

The Mac-Tron flickers on.

The letters P R E S I D E N T M A C flash across the screen.

The thousands in attendance jump to their feet in excitement and start pounding there feet on the ground and clapping their hands creating the sound:

BoomBoom CLAP!

“Coming Undone” by Korn now begins to blast over the P.A and pyros explode up and down the entrance ramp and all around the entrance stage. Once the smoke begins to settle an old-style movie curtain parts at the top of the ramp. Two roving spotlights pan and fix on center. There President Mac stands, head bowed in his signature sunglasses, arms out-stretched with clenched fists. As the lyrics kick in, and the fans sing along, Mac clap-clap-stomps toward the ring, slapping hands with those lining the ramp. At ringside, he takes off his sunglasses and gives them to a young fan. Mac pauses in front of the ring and stares out at the capacity crowd chanting his name. Mac smiles, soaking it all in, before he climbs to the top rope and stands half way up the turnbuckle, posing for the thousands of camera flashes all over the arena.

Stroup: Ladies and gentlemen, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 275 lbs… he is the Man… he is the Legend… he is the President of The EWC… PRESIDENT MAC!

Aiello: Folks listen to this sold-out Nashville crowd go wild; when they bought their tickets months ago little did they know they would be witnessing the in-ring return of Big Danny Mac!

Bennett: Back in 2006 I found myself opposite this son o’ bitch at Stablewars 8 and he’s just as tough in the ring as he is in the board room; this young kid’s gonna want to keep an eye out for that PegCity Stunner, it’s taken down bigger and badder than Tornado Johnson I can assure ya of that!

“My Homeland Tennessee” hits the speakers and the crowd give a loud cheer as Tornado Johnson steps out from the back. The hometown hero is dressed in red and blue ring gear with the state flag of Tennessee draped over his shoulders. Those in the crowd who know the state song’s lyrics begin to sing along…

Stroup: And his opponent, from Nashville, Tennessee, weighing in at 247 lbs… Tornado Johnson!

Aiello: Well folks if young Johnson here can pull one over on the boss he’ll win himself a Monday Night Brawl contract. You reckon he can do it Steve?

Bennett: It’ll be a tough call, Mac’s not laced up those boots for years so he’s got that advantage, but a Brawl contract is a hard-won thing and the President won’t be making it easy for Tornado.

Mac smiles and gives respectful applause as Tornado Johnson makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with some of the fans – before suddenly boos reign down in the arena. Mac’s smile drops and he makes a start for the ropes, but he’s too late as Tornado Johnson gets taken down from behind…

Aiello: What the hell?! Someone just took out Mac’s opponent!

Bennett: The cameras are just gettin’ in there to see who it is and… oh that son o’ bitch!

Aiello: It’s Scorpio! The S-Factor is here on Monday Night Brawl!

The Nashville crowd are booing just about as loudly as they can as Scorpio is straddling Tornado Johnson in the middle of the ramp delivering an absolute barrage of shots to the up-and-comer. Even more boos reign out as Crème de la Crème and The President’s Men walk out from the back with the 46th President’s protection force forming a protective ring to stop anyone interfering in Scorpio’s attack. The camera shows Scorpio’s face as he lands another closed-fist punch to Johnson’s face and it’s clear the S-Factor has snapped as his eyes are wild and bulging, the veins in his neck pulsating, his platinum-blonde hair unkempt standing at all angles. Scorpio hauls Johnson to his feet and delivers a roundhouse kick to knock him back into the hands of one of the President’s Men, who in turn shoves Johnson forward – RIGHT INTO AN AGR ON THE RAMP! The crowd shout out at the sickening noise of the rookie’s head landing on the metal floor. Scorpio remains prone on the ramp, his mouth right by Johnson’s ear as he delivers a message to the hopeful Brawl wrestler before he pushes to his feet. Crème hands the 46th President a microphone and Scorpio smirks as he turns to Mac in the ring.

Scorpio: Hello Daniel…

Mac looks stone-faced as he stares down the man who’s hounded him for months.

Scorpio: I know just how excited you were to get your old ring gear on and see if the old boy’s still got it, I do apologise I appear to have spoilt that particular party…

He looks down at the unconscious Tornado Johnson and laughs to himself before he sarcastically puts a hand over his mouth as if to say “oops”. He kicks at Johnson a little with his Louboutin boots as if he’s checking to see if Tornado’s going to respond, and when it’s clear the rookie is out of it he shakes his head and shrugs.

Scorpio: Oh well, if I’m perfectly honest Danny I thought it was a waste of a match anyway. This is President Mac, The Man, Big Danny Mac, The Italian Stallion, The Prez! This is the man who beat Shadow Man in his final match at Stranglemania, this is the man who tore it up against Victor Price at WrestleFest, this is the man who wrestled Xplode’s retirement match. You’ve got over 100 wins to your name Danny – why are you wasting your big return taking on some nameless wannabe who isn’t fit to clean your fucking jockstrap?!

Big boos from the fans as Scorpio places a boot on Tornado Johnson’s back, the heel of the Louboutin digging in nastily. Mac’s jaw clenches and he makes a start for the ropes which prompts The President’s Men to take a step forward, warning Mac.

Scorpio: It’s all a sign that you’ve lost it. Wasting your in-ring return on some chump, letting the Undisputed Championship be defended in a match with two nobodies in the fucking PRIME main event, letting Stitches main event WrestleFest. Everywhere you look there’s more and more evidence that you’re losing your grip, that you’re steering the EWC into oblivion. Stitches is another example of Danny Mac making sure his company men headline the show while the actual talent like yours truly is left down and out; and I know what you’re going to say, Stitches is a psychopathic clown he’s hardly Cyrus Black levels of charming everyman, but he’s a psychopathic clown who’s showed up week after week on FSW for two years and is yet to really rock the corporate boat. He’s a company man and surprise surprise he’s the next one getting a big break at the hands of Danny Mac’s biased leadership…

Mac is shaking his head in the ring as the fans boo.

Aiello: … did Scorpio just suggest Stitches The Clown is a company man who doesn’t rock the boat? Is this guy for real?!

Bennett: I mean Stitches hasn’t got the attention of the boss in quite the way Scorpio has so I guess comparatively he’s a tame lil’ puppy?

The S-Factor takes a deep breath for a moment.

Scorpio: Speaking of Cyrus Black, welcome back you smug fucking prick. I was only recently saying to Crème this place doesn’t have enough wise-cracking loudmouths and frankly disgusting backstage sexual affairs so your timing is, as always, impeccable.

Scorpio sneers as he stares down the ramp at the EWC’s president.

Scorpio: The truth is plain to see for anyone who doesn’t let themself get wrapped up in Danny Mac’s corporate bullshit; that bald-headed bastard in the ring is a terrible leader and this company would be better without him. He was good once upon a time, but now he’s weak, he makes pathetic decisions, he pulls the strings to ensure his guys and girls get the spotlight while the rest of us have to fight ten times harder to get recognition and it’s time his reign in charge of this place ended. As the 46th President of The United States I’ve changed this country for the better… now let me change the EWC for the better.

The fans start a chant of “HE’S A NUT-JOB!” which gets a snarl from The S-Factor and a few of The President’s Men intimidate the fans by the ramp to stop chanting.

Scorpio: Now I’m not stupid—

This gets a big laugh from the fans and Scorpio snaps at them screaming for those near him to shut up. One of his enforcers even goes as far as to grab the t-shirt of a man at ringside and draw back a clenched fist, getting even more boos from the crowd, before he lets the fan go.

Scorpio: I’m not stupid, no matter what you tell yourselves, and I know Daniel here will never just concede his company to me. It’s clear however that he wants to lace up the boots and see what he can do in the ring… so Danny… why waste your in-ring return on some Nashville piece of shit whose name you’ll have forgotten by next week? If you’re going to get back in between the ropes why don’t you defend your abysmal leadership of this place the old-fashioned way… one on one… against me.

There’s actually cheers from the crowd as Scorpio raises an eyebrow at the suggestion. The fans start a chant of “D-MAC’S GONNA KILL YOU!” and The 46th President smirks at the suggestion, however in the ring President Mac is shaking his head.

Aiello: I can’t believe what we’ve just heard – Scorpio has just challenged President Mac to a one-on-one match!

Bennett: The S-Factor thinks he’d make a better leader of the EWC than our Prez and he wants to prove it in the ring… after everything Scorpio’s said about Mac you’ve gotta believe that’s a tempting offer for D-Mac!

Aiello: Well these fans in Nashville have made their opinion heard – they want to see these two go at it!

In the ring Mac gestures to a ringside attendant who brings him a microphone. The President of The EWC takes a few deep breaths and contemplates his response as the fans cheer and chant for him. He leans on the ropes nearest the ramp and looks Scorpio dead in the eye.

Mac: Let me gets this straight – you want to take me on, one-on-one, to prove you’re a better leader of the EWC than me?

Scorpio nods emphatically and Mac shakes his head.

Mac: Do you have the first clue what leading a company is about? It’s not about strutting around in designer high heels, or getting your heavies to beat down whoever you’re wrestling. It’s about measured, calm, reflective business. It’s about looking at the future and giving everyone on the roster the chance to be the best they can be. And no, before you fire back at me, it’s not about picking your favourites and giving them every opportunity.

He stares Scorpio down as The S-Factor narrows his eyes.

Mac: Tonight was meant to be a bit of fun. I haven’t felt the thrill of being in this ring for over three years and the General Manager’s battle at the Rumble gave me an urge. I just wanted one mid-show match and I saw it as a great chance to give some new talent a shot at being in the big leagues; I don’t want to prove anything, I don’t want to go for gold, I don’t want to ‘defend my leadership the old-fashioned way’. I just wanted some fun doing what I love… yet you just had to come out here and spoil it, didn’t you?

Scorpio goes to speak again however Mac cuts him off, shouting over the top of him.

Mac: No you’ve said plenty Scorpio. Now this whole season you’ve taken every opportunity you can; you tried to blackmail this federation by threatening us with a smear campaign using your connections in the media world, you tried to sue us into giving you a rematch for the United States Championship, and you threatened legal action if you weren’t given an immediate Undisputed Championship rematch at the Rumble. And those are just the complaints and legal challenges you’ve made public; my office and our lawyers have been inundated with endless letters and summons from your various staff members. You seem to love fighting for what you think you deserve behind the scenes, so let’s keep your leadership challenge where it belongs – in the board room and even the court room if it comes to it…

He pauses for a moment as Scorpio begins to look more and more incensed on the ramp. He is clearly ranting to Crème and his bodyguards however the microphones don’t pick up what he’s saying as Mac raises his own mic.

Mac: But as far as you and me going at it between the ropes? Absolutely not. That’s not how I settle complaints in this place.

There’s a mixed response from the fans, with most supporting the Prez, but many clearly wanting to see he and Scorpio go at it. On the ramp there’s spit frothing in Scorpio’s mouth as he rants and raves, before he looks down at Tornado Johnson and a sick grin forms on his face. He hands his microphone off to Crème and kicks at Johnson’s sides to get the rookie to move his arms, before he begins to wrap Johnson’s legs around his own…

Aiello: Oh no… we’ve seen him do this twice now… he calls it the 28th Amendment…

Bennett: C’mon Scorpio this ain’t necessary….

Mac is shaking his head and shouting at him to stop as Scorpio lifts both of Johnson’s arms to pull the rookie up and he places his right foot on Johnson’s head, the Louboutin heel precariously positioned over the hometown hero’s neck. Crème holds the microphone in front of Scorpio’s mouth as he has Tornado Johnson positioned for a curb stomp on the ramp.

Scorpio: … are you sure about that, Daniel? You see after a year and a half being tortured by your biased, bullshit leadership I really would love the chance to show you how I feel in that ring… and I’d hate for young Whatever-His-Name-Is here to have his career put on hold just because Danny Mac backed down from a challenge…

There’s a tense stand-off as Mac stares his adversary down and Scorpio practically licks his ruby-red lips in anticipation. Mac clenches and unclenches his free fist as he paces the ring, the weight of the decision written all over his face. Eventually he sighs and raises the microphone.

Mac: The real President of this country has said time and time again that we don’t negotiate with terrorists, and I stand by that mantra. My decision is final.

Barely a millisecond later Scorpio drives Johnson’s head down with The 28th Amendment and Mac winces as he sees the young hopeful laid out on the ramp, a small pool of blood forming from the face that’s been mashed into the metal floor.

Scorpio: … you thought I was a thorn in your side this season… oh darling you haven’t seen anything yet…

Scorpio drops his microphone onto the ramp before he, Crème, and The President’s Men turn and walk up the ramp disappearing backstage. Mac shouts for medical attention before climbing from the ring and tending to his planned opponent himself. EMTs come running from the back. The cameras catch Mac telling Tornado Johnson that “I’m sorry, I had to” as the medics begin to treat him…

Aiello: Scorpio has really taken a dive off the deep end mentally since losing the Undisputed Championship. I can’t believe he’s held an up-and-coming young wrestler as a hostage to negotiate with. I for one stand by our President in his decision to stick to his guns and deny Scorpio a one-on-one match.

Bennett: It must be temptin’ to go at it with Scorpio after all the S-Factor’s been saying about Mac and the EWC’s leadership for over a year, but he’s a crafty son o’ bitch and getting into the ring with him opens Mac up to any kind of interference and potential injury. It’s only a matter of months since Mac was in a hospital bed and the future of his leadership looked uncertain… when it comes to grudges and complaints they’ve got to be settled in the board room or the court room… not in the ring.

On that bombshell, we move to a commercial break.

PREVIOUSLY RECORDED

Static ripples across the MacTron. The black field melts away to reveal an empty room, barely lit by a single bulb hung low from the ceiling. Wooden lockers line the walls on either side. Cold concrete makes up the floor.

From somewhere in the shadows, a door slams shut. Heavy footsteps approach the camera, only to be accompanied by the loud, piercing screech of dragging metal. Seconds stretch as the sound grows louder, closer, until a figure steps into frame, dragging a folded steel chair behind him. The legs scratch and squeal against the gray cement as the figure turns and centers himself beneath the single bulb. Weak as it is, the dim cone of light manages to reveal taped fists, faded jeans and a battered black hoodie. Head bowed to hide their face, the figure snaps the chair open and slams it down, the crack echoing throughout the room line a gunshot. Paying no heed to the deafening sound, the figure steps around to take a seat, leaning forward with elbows to knees.

The taped fists clap together, stirring up a cloud of dust as they rub slowly back and forth. Wringing over one fist, then the other, the figure lifts their head, revealing a stubbled chin and the glint of a piercing stare. A sharp twist of their head to one side elicits a concussive crack from their neck. The same occurs as the head snaps back in the opposite direction. Lifting their tapes hands, the figure grabs hold of the hood and draws it back …

Dark hair flops down across the man’s brows, but the hard stare and stoic expression are unmistakable.

A smirk slowly cuts its way into the jawline of David Scott.

“Guess who.”

The smirk morphs into a cold, humorless smile as the scenes fades out, prompting text to appear in its place.

562.

MSG.

Knuckle Up.

NOW THIS IS WHAT IT'S LIKE WHEN BRANDS COLLIDE!
[SINGLES MATCH - PRIME VS FSW SHOWCASE]

Dominic Sanders
VS Jason

Aiello: Welcome back to Monday Night Brawl! Folks, a little over a week ago, EWC superstar Dominic Sanders announced that he will be retiring after his match at WrestleFest this year. This is his first match since the Rumble match and he faces a formidable opponent in Jason.

Bennett: Formidable? My ass. You heard Dominic. He ain't worth a damn!

Aiello: I beg to differ. He's the son of Jaden "Xplode" Hunter and Ruthann Hunter, two EWC Hall of Famers. The kid is naturally talented.

Bennett: We will see about that. He ain't shown it yet. And this is a former Undisputed Champion he's facing off with tonight. And it seems like he dropped the "Hunter" name. The best thing he could have done was keep the damn name. Might make him seem somewhat important!

Aiello: He wants to make his own name, Steve. He doesn't want to live in his parents' shadows.

Stroup: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The Bridgestone Arena is quiet as the lights are lowered a bit as "End of my Rope" comes blasting over the speakers. Jason comes out first with his hood over his head and his hands are taped up.

Stroup: Introducing first... coming down to the ring from Tokyo, Japan... JAAAAASOOOON!

He stands on the top of the ramp and glares around at everyone with no emotion as Jun and Chris try to get him to show something. But he ignores them. They stand back as he gets down to one knee on the top of the ramp and slams his fist into it. He stands back up with a bit of a smirk and starts walking down to the ramp. Chris and Jun play to the crowd a bit. Jason smirks as he climbs inside the ring, looking out towards the crowd once more as he stands on the outside of the ring. Jun is on his right on the floor and Chris is on his left. Jun and Chris place up a fist together but Jason just stands there and slowly removes his hood off his head. He climbs inside of the ring and stands in the middle while taking off his wrestling hood. Jun and Chris stand on the outside as Jason is in the corner cracking his neck. He glares up the ramp without emotion as he waits on Sanders.

Aiello: There is one intense look on Jason's face, right now.

Bennett: I've never seen anyone look so intense knowing they're about to get their ass whipped.

Aiello: I think this young man is about to give Sanders a run for his money!

The lights go out in the Bridgestone Arena. Blue pyrotechnics burst up on the stage and down the sides of the ramp heading towards the ring. "War Machine" by KISS begins playing. Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a navy blue hoodie and gold wrestling tights on, finished by white boots. 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 gold dress and navy blue streaks in her hair. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to an extremely hateful reaction from the crowd.

Stroup: His Opponent... 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 hand-in-hand 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. Cora joins him at his side. The two share a brief kiss in the center of the ring before he turns his attention back out to the hostile crowd. He grins and nods his head as he moves over to the corner and waits as "War Machine" fades out and Cora exits the ring.

Bennett: Here is the damn man! One of the best we've ever seen!

Aiello: I agree with you in that regard. But here's my question: Will he be able to get back on track tonight? For the first time since returning to professional wrestling in 2017, Dominic Sanders has lost four matches in a row. He's in unchartered waters right now. That does something to a man's psyche, former Undisputed Champion or not.

DING DING DING

This match starts off quickly. Jason tries to get to the former Undisputed Champion with a low ground game. He grabs Sanders' left leg and lifts it off the ground. He pushes Sanders backwards, stumbling Sanders back into the corner. Jason wraps the leg around the middle rope and pulls on it with some torque. The referee reaches a four count before Jason breaks it. Jason backs off and Sanders untangles his leg from the rope. Sanders shakes his leg out and then walks to the middle of the ring. He talks some trash that the microphones do not pick up. They lock up. Sanders uses his size and strength to push Jason into the corner this time. He rears back for a knife-edge chop. Jason ducks underneath it and delivers a running neckbreaker to Sanders. Sanders rolls over onto his stomach and grabs his neck. Jason gets up to his feet and locks Sanders up in a surfboard and rocks back into it.

Aiello: Good submission move by Jason here.

Bennett: Ain't gonna beat Dominic Sanders like that, boy!

Sanders refuses to quit. Jason releases the hold and stays on the offensive. He jumps into the air and drops a senton on Sanders. He covers.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Pretty easy kickout by Sanders.

Jason climbs on top and drives forearms into Sanders' cheek. Sanders reaches up after a few shots and drives a thumb right into Jason's eye. The referee admonishes him for it. Jason walks away for a moment to blink and try and re-focus his eye. Sanders gets up to his feet and grabs Jason by the head. He pulls him over to the ropes and drags Jason's face across the top rope.

Aiello: Come on now. Blatantly cheap tactics here.

Bennett: It's all fair!

Aiello: Not really, Steve.

Bennett: Well, he ain't been disqualified for it!

Dominic grabs Jason by the head and drops him into a facebuster right into his right knee. Sanders lifts Jason up and drops him with a Samoan Drop. He casually covers Jason by leaning back onto him.

ONE!
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TW-Kickout.

Aiello: Cocky and arrogant.

Bennett: I prefer "confident."

Sanders gets up off of Jason and Jason rolls over onto his hands and knees. Sanders runs and kicks Jason in the ribcage hard. He bents over and shouts things at Jason, this time the camera picks it up.

Sanders: It's a damn shame you couldn't even be a quarter of what your father was in the ring. You'd be the Champ by now.

Sanders kicks him in the ribs again.

Sanders: Or half of what your mother was... YOU MIGHT BE SOMETHING.

Sanders kicks him once again.

Sanders: But you're not even a fraction of either. You're nothing.

Sanders kicks him once more, but Jason rolls over and catches Sanders' foot. He rolls through, putting Sanders in a single-leg crab. Sanders, though, is able to quickly get to the ropes. The hold is broken. Sanders pops up to his feet and drives a knee to the side of Jason's head. Sanders turns around and picks Jason up, now angry, and lifts him to his shoulders. RIPTIDE! Sanders covers!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner... DOMINIC SANDERS!

Aiello: The former Undisputed Champion does it once again. And viciously, with some of the words he said and those shots to the ribs.

Bennett: I have a new nickname for Jason, Joe.

Aiello: What's that?

Bennett: THE SLUMP BUSTER!

Bennett starts cracking up as Aiello rolls his eyes.

Aiello: Oh brother...

We move to a commercial break.

The camera cuts backstage and inside the Bridgestone Arena where we find Xavier Reid standing next to a closed door laughing as he can hear yelling and screaming coming from the other side.

“OH MY GOD!!!!”

Xavier doubles over laughing as Bob Murray walks up to him. Seeing him approaching Xavier stands up and picks up both the Undisputed and International Championships and places them on either shoulder.

Murray: Xavier, first off I’d like to congratulate you for an outstanding Rumble performance and retaining both the Undisputed and International Championship over Scorpio and a very game Bosa…

Xavier nods

Reid: Thank you Bob...I know it surprised a bunch of people...people who thought I’d be nothing more than a placeholder for these championships until Scorpio ‘reclaimed’ his spot and Bosa was ready to ascend to a top spot here on Brawl. See I heard the whispers and even the loud flat out disrespect that was coming my way...the claims I ‘wasn’t really a champion’ since I didn’t beat Scorpio for the Undisputed Championship, which was funny since NOBODY said that about Cyrus Black...which reminds me, welcome back...but it was just accepted that he was the champion, he didn’t have to prove it yet I was expected to...and expected to fall short of those expectations…

Xavier smiles

Reid: But that didn’t happen did it? I walked out of FNB Stadium the same way I walked in...with two championships and on top of the EWC…

Murray: And with a giant bullseye on your back…

Xavier laughs

Reid: As if I needed two championships to have that bullseye, see Bob there is this myth that these championships…

Xavier adjusts the two championships on his shoulders

Reid: Means I will get the very best effort inside that ring and I hate to be the one that burst everyone’s bubble but I get everyone's best effort regardless...seeing my name signals to my opponents that it’s not going to be an easy night and anything less than their best is going to result in a loss...and in many cases their best still won’t be good enough...take these championships away from me and do you think I wouldn't get the very best from Clay and Gabi tonight, do you think JUST BECAUSE I’m the Undisputed and International Champion that it’s going to make them want to beat me more than if I was just Xavier Reid…

Murray: Well if they beat you it moves them up the rankings a little more…

Reid: Beating me without a championship or two would still move them up the rankings...I know every time I step into that ring I get the best from my opponent because they want the chance to shut me up...to shut up Tommy...we understand that and expect it. If you are only giving me your best effort BECAUSE I’m the Undisputed and International Champion well then you have no hopes of ever winning either of these championships…

Bob looks at the International Championship on Xavier’s shoulder

Murray: Well speaking of the International Championship it was announced that you will be handing it over at Youngblood to a new champion as it was decided that you will vacate it to concentrate solely on the Undisputed Championship…

Reid: A decision made FOR me not BY me...let’s get that straight right off the bat. I would have had no problems continuing to defend both championships and even willing to pull doubleheaders in order to do so but the decision was made and while I don’t agree with it I won’t fight it. I will show up at Youngblood II and hand over the International Championship to whoever wins that match...I will raise their hand and make damn sure they are recognized as the RIGHTFUL International Champion in a way I never was Bob...I won’t bitch and moan about how they never beat me or aren’t the rightful champion...I won’t do to them what was done to me…

Murray: But interesting fact...you may not in fact be a double champion at Youngblood II, you are set to defend the Undisputed Championship this coming Sunday night in Argentina against Jordan Sharpe at Prime #073...so my question is, if...if you were to lose the Undisputed Championship would you still show up to Youngblood II and hand over your only remaining championship…

But before Xavier can answer the door opens and out steps ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love followed by a very flustered looking counselor, who walks very quickly to get away from Tommy.

Love: Well that was a waste of 30 mins but you should have seen her face when I told her how I use to pretend to be my fellow Rat Pack members to get laid and about the time I put on a cowboy hat and had some drunk chick convinced I was Eddie Ace and stuck it up her...oh hey there Bob...are we doing this LIVE…

Murray: Yeah Tommy…

Tommy smiles

Love: Ok then, that might not be the best story to tell to a national audience...I really should write a book but where are we…

He looks at Xavier who just shakes his head

Reid: Bob was asking how I’d handle Youngblood II if I were to be down the Undisputed Championship…

Tommy’s smiles vanishes as he looks from Xavier to Bob Murray

Love: For starters it’s BULLSHIT that Xavier has to give up the International Championship in the first place...Cyrus and Candy didn’t have to…

But Xavier puts his hand on Tommy shoulder

Reid: It’s ok Tommy, we have covered how big of an injustice this all but I guess we will have to see Bob...I don’t plan on losing the Undisputed Championship at Prime #073 so it could be a non-factor but if it were to happen then it makes Youngblood II must watch right...to see just what I do and if I even hand it over but that’s for another day...I’m not looking past tonight because I’m stepping into the ring with two…

Love: Whiny little bitches…

Reid: Individuals that don’t think very highly of me...as proven in what they had to say about me in the lead up Bob…

Xavier laughs

Reid: It kills me when people try and rewrite the events that took place to make themselves come off in better light but the fact remains Clay Byrd got shown the door and if you want to think he had bargaining power when he got hired ok...I bet you also think Santa Claus is real as if the Easter Bunny...the fact is he came crawling back on his knees begging for Jimbo to hire him back and what did he do in his first event back...placed 15th in the Rumble...yeah that screams SUPERSTAR and I loved the lecture about how I’m finding out what it’s like to be the ‘top dog’ around here...as if he ever had to deal with that problem...because I don’t remember him being the Undisputed Champion or ever beating Scorpio but ok Clay...if it makes you feel more important and like you are someone keep telling yourself that you were someone and the ‘top dog’ but we both know you and I are in different circumstances. I know you are counting on your size to lead you to victory here tonight but how did that size help you the last two times we faced off...because I beat you then and I’ll beat you again tonight Tex...you pissed away your chance to stand where I am right now and it doesn’t matter that now you are apart of America’s Most Hated...you are just the male version of Iggy Swango at the moment, a former International Champion standing in the spotlight of Dominic and Melody and a stand in when they want a tag match...I’m going to welcome you back to Brawl in the same manner you left Brawl...with a loss…

Tommy laughs as he mouths ‘Brawl #554’...

Reid: And as for Gabi...I find it rich that she shits all over my win over Bosa because Tommy got involved but claims victory over me when in fact Tommy also got involved so which is it honey...or do only your wins count and outside interference is ignored in that case? I know it has to piss you off to see me standing here with TWO championships, to see Tommy thriving as my manager as you continue to slide down the ladder of the EWC’s elite...for me to point out that you have only won ONCE since firing this man...this man that turned you into a winner here…

Xavier grabs Tommy around the neck

Love: Gabi I know you’ve been waiting for this moment ever since I signed on to manage Xavier but sweetheart SO HAVE I...I did everything for you and all I got was push back from you because what...I looked up porn on your computer, spend a little of your money...sold your underwear online...please...I made you important and interesting around here...before me you were an damn joke, someone Dominic and Cyrus use to crack on when they were bored but with me by your side I made you a threat for every championship in the EWC and had to stuck with me I would have made you a champion but NOOOOO, you had to go and tattle on me to Jim Connors and got me banned from Brawl well the joke is on you...I’m here and you went running off to Rampage where you are nothing more than a midcard misfit people forget about...there isn’t anything interesting about you anymore...I WAS WHAT MADE YOU COOL GABI and without me you’re nothing…

Tommy smiles

Reid: I know you see this match as a way to get back at Tommy...to get back at me but the problem is Gabi I could care less about what you want or your motives...Tommy handed you that win at Rampage #468, without him you would have gone to sleep but it was a win...but now Tommy isn’t there to help you in fact…

Love: Given the chance I’m going to pull out my Love Stick and blast you right in the forehead with it…

Tommy opens up his shirt to show the #SEEDED t-shirt

Reid: I told him to do his worst Gabi, I have taken the handcuffs off him for a little payback…

Love: You tried to ruin my life after I saved yours…

Reid: Tonight two will step into the ring with the champ in hopes of salvaging their 2020 but it will all be for not...you two had your chance to be the next big thing and blew it...so it’s time for me to shove you aside and show you both that you just don’t have what it takes to be at my level… ‘win a seat at the table’...no I’m sorry, this is the grown ups table, the kiddy table is over there and it looks like it has plenty of room for the both of you…

And with that Xavier smiles and him and Tommy walks off camera

WANT A SEAT AT THE TABLE? THIS IS YOUR CHANCE!
[TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, NON-TITLE]
Clay Byrd
VS Gabrielle Visconty
VS Xavier Reid

Aiello: It's time for the main event! Xavier Reid was able to fend off two tough challengers at the Rumble in South Africa, and though he will be handing over the International Championship come Youngblood II he now looks to two very eager competitors seeking a measure of revenge for previous losses!

Stroup: The following match is a non-title Triple Threat Match, scheduled for one fall, and it is our main event of the evening!

Guitar and harmonica begin to blare through the arena, the start of Gunning For You sends a silence across the crowd as Nick Nolan's lyrics echo through the arena. The state of Texas appears on the screen, and slowly fades into a highlight video.

My Gun is loaded it's getting time

Two shots of whiskey i'm takin' what's mine
Ain't what you're sayin it's what you do
Your time has come boy i'm Gunnin for You
When hell is rainin down you'll see my face won't heara sound
You'll feel that bullet burnin through
Take your last breath boy
I'm Gunnin for You

Clayton Byrd steps from the back, clad in his fathers leather vest and with red tights. His right arm is raised in the air, his fist clenched at it's apex. Clay begins his slow walk down the ramp. His eyes are fixed on the ring, and he trudges on. Not paying any notice to any of the fans in attendance.

Stroup: Introducing first...from Plainview, Texas...weighing in at 295 pounds...CLAY BYRD!

There's desperation deep in your eyes
No turnin back now no compromise
Cause only one of us walks out that door
The other bleedin out on the floor

Clay walks up the steps, and climbs into the ring.

The lights dim as a single spot light shines on the entrance. Halestorm's "I Am The Fire" begins to play as the Mac-Tron lights up to display the lyrics.

Am I brave enough?
Am I strong enough?
To follow the desire
That burns from within

To push away my fear
To stand where I'm afraid
I am through with this
'Cause I am more than this

Gabrielle Visconty walks out of the back and stops at the top of the ramp. Her blue eyes scan over the area as the fans welcome Gabi Vee with cheers. A huge grin spreads across her face as she walks down the ramp and towards the ring. The lyrics continue to follow along on the Mac-Tron.

Stroup: Introducing next...from Indianapolis, Indiana...weighing in at 136 pounds...GABRIELLE VISCONTY!

Cuz I am more than this
I promise to myself
Alone and no one else
My flame is rising higher

I am the fire
I am burning brighter
Roaring like a storm
And I am the one I've been waiting for
Screaming like a siren
Alive and burning brighter
I am the fire

Gabi slaps hands and interacts with the crowd before she hops up nimbly onto the edge of the ring to smiles out at the crowd once more. Gabi turns and springboard herself into the ring, then venturing over to her corner.

The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out.

Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage in his new black fight shorts, kickpads and boots, his hands wrapped in black tape with the EWC International Championship on his shoulder and the EWC Undisputed Championship around his waist, and following him out is ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love. He walks to the front of the stage and crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest and smirks as Tommy follows from behind and acts as if he’s going to hit the camera with the ‘Love Stick’.

Stroup: And introducing their opponent...being accompanied to the ring by 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love, from New York, weighing in at 220 pounds ... He is the EWC International and Undisputed Champion...XAVIER REID!

Tommy points to the ring as Xavier unhooks the International Championship and hands it to Tommy who raises it into the air as Xavier walks towards the ring shadow boxing as he makes his way down the aisle. Xavier storms up the steps and climbs into the ring, Tommy follows suit and walks towards the referee, already complaining about something. Xavier storms across the ring to the opposite corner and jumps to the middle rope and looks over the crowd and once again crosses his arms into an X as Tommy holds up the International Championship in the officials face and reminds him who the champion is face but the official ignores him and walks away as Tommy laughs. Xavier jumps down and squats down in the corner waiting for the bell.

DING DING DING

Right as the match bell rings, Visconty turns her head and dives out onto Tommy Love with a tope con hilo! The crowd pops loudly for the gesture. She continues to batter him with lefts and rights before he retreats up the ramp out of harm’s reach. Visconty looks poised to go after him, but she stops and checks the audience. Inside of the ring, Xavier Reid looks as if he’s about to go after Visconty. Byrd looks somewhat awkwardly back and forth, retaining his grizzled expression somewhat amid that.

Bennett: What the hell was that for?!

Aiello: All of their history and you don’t think that Visconty wouldn’t take it to his perverted ass?

Xavier Reid finds himself on the immediate backfoot, being under the physical scrutiny of Visconty and Byrd. The two takes the dual champion down with several blows. Reid’s unable to defend himself from the quickness of Visconty and the bear-like power of Byrd. Reid exits the ring, where Visconty looks to run the ropes and tries to take flight. Byrd interferes in that and sends her to the floor with a forearm. Byrd drags Visconty to her feet and hits her with a Vertical Suplex. He goes for a quick cover.

ONE!

TWO!

REID BREAKS IT UP!

Reid strikes his foe with a driving kick that knocks the former International Champion onto his back. Reid spots Visconty getting to her feet and decides to switch targets. To keep her from getting to the ever-dangerous vertical base, he hits her with an open-handed slap that sends her to a sitting position. He goes for the ropes and comes back with another soccer kick, but Visconty ducks out of the way. Byrd gets to his feet and drags the Undisputed Champion into his grip. Visconty follows up with a European Uppercut that allows Byrd to take Reid down with a German Suplex.

Aiello: Reid keeps meeting the double team from his potential challengers.

Bennett: It’s a primetime strategy. Keep the dual champ down.

Visconty runs forward and goes low for Byrd’s knees taking him down. Once he’s down, Visconty kicks Reid out from under the ring and she dives onto Byrd with a No Hands Cartwheel Splash. She goes for the quick cover, checking to see if Reid was going to recover. When he does not, Visconty grinds her forearm into Byrd’s head.

ONE!

TWO!

SHE GETS THROWN OFF BY BYRD!

Byrd raises up, checking his jaw from him falling to the ground. Visconty comes at him with a sliding elbow, only for Byrd to catch her and stand up with her dangling off his frame. He body slams her into the mat and hits the ropes. As Visconty rears her head up, she meets Byrd’s boot and then the mat. Byrd lifts her up and heaves up easily for his Crucifix Powerbomb. Looking for an early end to the match, Byrd’s focus drifts away from the returning Undisputed Champion, who runs in the ring and kicks him in the back of the leg. Byrd drops Visconty, who crashes onto the mat, and Reid’s able to capitalize. He unleashes a flurry of kicks to Byrd’s chest before stopping and hitting a roundhouse kick. Byrd ducks it, but Reid stops on a dime and throws a back kick into Byrd’s teeth.

Byrd should call himself lucky as Reid walks over to Visconty. He grabs her by the arms and proceeds to stomp the ever-loving mess out of her. Perhaps the vitriol comes from her earlier assault on his manager. Nevertheless, he continues to take careful aim before stomping, making sure to hit Visconty’s face as much as possible. Soon, he stops and grabs her by the hair and throws some stiff kicks into her face. It’s more than enough to draw the referee’s attention. Reid breaks the grip on Visconty’s head and shoves her out of the ring.

Aiello: That was uncalled for!

Bennett: Just as uncalled as her taking out her aggression on Tommy Love. I mean, I get it. She can’t beat the champ and I don’t think she could measure up to Byrd in there. Get the chaff out of the ring and let the real people go at it.

Byrd makes it to his feet and grabs onto Reid. Reid turns and throws a kick to his gut. Byrd grabs it and wrangles Reid into a clutch. He hurls him across the ring into the mat. Reid gets to his feet, only to catch a mean boot to the face. Reid still makes it to his feet, checking his bottom lip. There’s a hint of blood there, and Byrd smirks. He throws a few more soupbones at Reid, who responds with his well-trained kicks. The two throws more blows until both men collide with a single strike that rocks the other.

Meanwhile, on the outside, Visconty gets to her feet, using the barricade as leverage. Blood trickles down her mouth. Instead of heading for the ring, she scouts from afar. Byrd gets the advantage, throwing a stiff boot into Reid’s gut. He sends him to the ropes and when he comes back, Byrd gets behind him and drives Reid to the mat with his high angle German Suplex! When he goes for the cover, Visconty makes her move.

She climbs to the top rope and dives onto the bigger man with a Corkscrew Moonsault! When she connects, Byrd slips out of the ring, leaving Visconty to go for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT BY REID!

Visconty wastes no time and gets to her feet, taking Reid’s arms into her own. She licks her lips to gather some blood and spits into Reid before stomping away at him in the same way he did to her.

Bennett: Hey, Aiello, is this uncalled for?!

Aiello: Turnabout is fair play!

Once Visconty stops her assault, she climbs the top rope and gears up for the Falling! As she comes down, it’s her too-early mentality that damns her! Reid moves out of the way at the last moment, causing Visconty to crash into the mat! Reid holds his face as he rolls out of the ring. The camera comes to spot that Visconty drew blood with her stomps. Xavier reaches it and checks to see if his tooth was chipped at all. Yet, it was in this moment that Clay Byrd got back into the ring.

Visconty gets to her feet while Clay Byrd runs the ropes, he comes back and delivers a gruesome West Texas Lariat! Visconty flips in the air from the raw impact and hits the mat. Byrd falls onto her with a sick grin!

ONE!

TWO!

REID RE-ENTERS THE RING!

THREE--

Right as the referee’s hand comes down for three, Reid connects with a punt kick to the side of Byrd’s head.

Aiello: He was aiming to send Byrd’s head into the third row!

Bennett: And I would have screamed goal!

Reid then pulls the unconscious Byrd into his Triangle Choke. Visconty’s barely moving, and she looks up at the sight. When she draws enough strength to try to intervene, the referee calls for the bell!

DING DING DING

Stroup: Here is your winner by technical submission…THE EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION…XAVIER REID!

Reid lets go of the hold, and we see a despondent Visconty as the ref raises Reid's arm in victory. Byrd is finally coming to as we cut to commentary for the final word.

Aiello: Well folks, Xavier Reid has pulled off a big win tonight, presumably answering the question that's been on people's minds for some time regarding Clay Byrd.

Bennett: Ya gotta give Clay credit here, though! He had Visconty down for the count when Reid popped up out of nowhere with that punt, nearly taking Bryd's damn head off!

Aiello: Indeed, and even Gabi was just inches away from breaking up the submission that ended this match. These three gave it their absolute best tonight, leaving it all in the ring in our main event...but again, Xavier Reid managed to just outlast two very game opponents. Folks, that's all the time we have for tonight! For Steve Bennett, I am Joe Aiello saying so long and goodnight, and we'll see you at Youngblood II in just a couple weeks on Pay-Per-View and EWCTV!

The final shot is of Xavier Reid celebrating his victory, as the show comes to a close.

END SCREEN

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MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH THREE: MNB
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William Manson
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RESULT: Double Count Out

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VS Jason
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MAIN EVENT
Clay Byrd (SUBMITTED)
VS Gabrielle Visconty
VS Xavier Reid
WINNER via SUBMISSION: Xavier Reid

BRAWL #561 MVP(s): Xavier Reid

BRAWL #561 MATCH OF THE NIGHT): Clay Byrd VS Gabrielle Visconty VS Xavier Reid

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