ADRENALINE E04 (012)
PARAMOUNT THEATRE [AUSTIN, TEXAS]
MAY 26TH, 2014
JOHNSON: ”Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another 4CW Monday Night Adrenaline! I’m your host, Steve Johnson…”
VASSA: ”And I’m Vinny Vassa! Welcome to the show!”
JOHNSON: ”Today is Memorial Day so lets take a moment to remember those who have given their lives for this country and our freedom.”
VASSA: ”Boy do we have a great card for tonight in honor of those who have fallen.”
JOHNSON: ”It all kicks into high gear at the sound of the bell in our opening match!”
VASSA: ”For weeks now, Jason Cashe has been butting heads with our owner, Perry Wallace. Tonight, Perry has scheduled Cashe in the opening match against a resident punching bag, Athena!”
JOHNSON: ”I’m interested to see how this match unfolds. Two weeks ago Cashe wasn’t in attendance at Adrenaline after losing the 4CW South-West Heavyweight championship two weeks prior to that.”
VASSA: ”The bad blood between Cashe and Perry is obvious. These two just don’t like each other and it’s beginning to spill onto our show. I hope these two can settle their differences… Then again, I think if they don’t settle their differences then the shows are more likely to be crazy and even more entertaining.”
JOHNSON: ”Whenever anyone goes up against their boss, it’s always entertaining to watch. I think with this booking tonight, Perry has basically slapped Cashe in the face…”
VASSA: ”Sort of like Cashe physically slapping Perry in the face, forcing him to bump up the rematch between him and Jason Phoenix.”
JOHNSON: ”It’s been a hectic month in the books and the tension between these two is rising. Next up, we have Duke Thunder squaring off against Stefan Raab.”
VASSA: ”Duke Thunder has been nothing but a disappointment since stepping foot in a 4CW ring. I think Raab puts him in his place tonight and walks away with the win.”
JOHNSON: ”I think so too.”
VASSA: ”Speaking of disappointments. Niobe Martin climbs in the ring with Dan White and Nathaniel Havok tonight. She has let me down show after show for the past few and I’m beginning to lose all faith in her.”
JOHNSON: ”Dan White debuted two weeks ago and was impressive to say the least.”
VASSA: ”Havok and Masahiro Kojima went head to head as well in what could possibly be an instant classic. Havok fell just short but look for him to bounce back tonight in this triple threat.”
JOHNSON: ”It’s going to come down to either Dan White or Nathaniel Havok and if I had to choose, I think Havok bounces back tonight!”
VASSA: ”Then we have another match that plays a huge factor in the tag team division. Tonight, Twisted High will face The Blue Collar Bruisers.”
JOHNSON: ”This match is going to go far for the winner. This could be huge!”
VASSA: ”The tag team championship match is in two weeks between Beauty and the Beast and Sweet Annihilation. The winner of tonight’s tag match will face the loser of the championship match to determine who the true number one contender will be.”
JOHNSON: ”This tag division started out a little rough but has blossomed into a great aspect of 4CW. The level of competition in our tag ranks is stacked!”
VASSA: ”Then we have a little catfight on our hands involving three bombshells. I’m really looking forward to this match.”
JOHNSON: ”Crystal Taylor will be climbing in the ring with Kandi Washington. To make things even better, Jacinta Perez will be the special guest referee.”
VASSA: ”All three of these chicks sidlike each other and have shared words a time or two. This is going to be crazy… and sexy!”
JOHNSON: ”Calm down, Vinny.”
VASSA: ”I am calm!”
JOHNSON: ”Next up is our headline match of the night. Two weeks ago our 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion called out Roxi Johnson by name. Well, management has decided to book the champ, Jason Phoenix, against Roxi Johnson in a non-title match tonight.”
VASSA: ”This could be a huge match for Roxi if she pulls off the upset victory. It could change the entire landscape of the championship scene here in 4CW.”
JOHNSON: ”Indeed it could. We don’t even have a contender yet. All we know if that Perry Wallace has made it clear that Jason Cashe will not receive a rematch.”
VASSA: ”With a win tonight, Roxi could launch herself into the title scene for sure.”
JOHNSON: ”Yes she could!”
VASSA: ”Last but certainly not least, we have our main event. I look forward to these matches more than anything each and every event.”
JOHNSON: ”The Red Pioneer will be defending the Extreme Television championship in an extreme triple threat against Shane Borderland and Jair Hopkins.”
VASSA: ”These two challengers have been impressive since stepping on 4CW turf and tonight, they’ll have their chance to prove they’re the real thing.”
JOHNSON: ”It’s not going to be easy though…”
VASSA: ”HELL NO IT’S NOT!!! The Red Pioneer lives for these matches. Show after show, he puts his body on the line to defend that championship. I don’t see him doing anything different tonight. This is going to be awesome! The level of competition that will be in that ring is huge!”
JOHNSON: ”The level of competition shoots through the roof! These matches have become a staple of 4CW.”
VASSA: ”I love these matches revolving around the 4CW Extreme Television championship! The fans love them. The network loves them. EVERYONE LOVES THIS SHIT!!!”
JOHNSON: ”Watch out now! Calm down, buddy. Well folks, that’s our card we have scheduled for the night. We’re going to go backstage for a brief moment. When we return, we’ll open with Athena climbing in the ring with Jason Cashe.”
VASSA: ”I’m stoked! We’ll be right back folks!”
RAAB: “I bet you’re gonna get you’re ass kicked tonight and not even win the title belt.””
BORDERLAND: “At least I’ve been winning matches unlike you’re useless ass who couldn’t beat anybody in a real wrestling match.”
HOWE: “Stop it. You both aren’t fighting until the day of the Super Show. You need to have a fair competition against each other. I suggest you both have an arm wrestling match right here and now.”
BORDERLAND: “Come on scared bitch, are you man enough to take the challenge on?”
RAAB: “Alright fine, I’ll take the arm wrestling challenge on to show you how good I am Shane.”
HOWE: “Good, now come over here where we got a table set up right here in the parking lot.”
REFEREE: “Place you’re elbows on these pads here Shane and Stefan and let’s get started.”
REFEREE: “Ready and go.”
RAAB: “This is bullshit.”
BORDERLAND: “Oh god, shut up and lets do it again because I love making you angry.”
REFEREE: “Ready and go.”
Suddenly, Stefan cheats as he pokes Shane in his eyes and put his hand down on the mat as the camera’s focuses on Shane looking like he’s blind and then when he slowly raises his head, he notices that Stefan’s no longer opposite him as Stefan’s gone from sight as Shane says this with a smile on his face.
BORDERLAND: “What a coward.”
ATHENA VS. JASON CASHE
POWERS: “The Opening contest is scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first, already in the ring. From California…ATHENA!!”
POWERS: “And her opponent!”
POWERS: “From Houston, Texas…He is the Former 4CW South West Heavyweight Champion! The Returning…JAASSSOOON CAAAASSSHE!!!”
VASSA: “Listen to these sheep! They will cheer for anyone won’t they?”
JOHNSON: “Not anyone, they have never liked you too much! Where is Cashe?”
“WE WANT CASHE!”
With thunderous rhythm but still no signs of the man booked for the match. Athena grows frustrated wanting to fight, she shoves the referee asking where her opponent is but the referee shrugs not knowing the answer himself.
JOHNSON: “Can we get word from the back, has something happened back there?”
VASSA: “Maybe someone snatched that Million Dollar Bounty. Who’d expect that now?”
POWERS: “It is with great displeasure to announce that Jason Cashe has not been seen in the building and this match will not take place. Official call is a No Contest.”
VASSA: “So Cashe isn’t here? I guess Mr. Wallace’s plan of punishment backfired. HBO is going to be pissed!”
JOHNSON: “I think Athena is a little peeved and I can only imagine that Perry Wallace is cussing someone out somewhere..”
WALLACE: ”DAMNIT!!! Cashe thinks he can pull this crap? Who the hell does he think he is? He didn’t make an effort to show his face last week, and now he ruins the opening match tonight… Frankie, what are we going to do?”
MORRISON: ”I don’t know…but we can’t have our first ever 4CW South-West Heavyweight Champion just up and leave us in the dust. Obviously his actions can’t go unpunished…but this is bad for business Perry. We need to find a happy median between you two.”
WALLACE: ”I’m trying, Frankie. Everything was fine until he slapped me that day. Now I have to go around with this guy following behind me.”
WALLACE: ”I’m trying to be nice, I truly am. I feel that he has zero respect for me just because I paid for my way into this business, bought this dream. And I did, but it was money well spent. He gets paid handsomely as well. I just feel that he blames me for losing the championship when he’s the one who pushed me to bumping up the rematch.”
MORRISON: ”That could be it Perry. Regardless, we need to get back on track here. These last few weeks have been like a roller coaster for 4CW.”
WALLACE: ”Indeed it has… but the ratings are killing it. HBO loves us! I don’t think I’m going to earn Cashe’s respect by playing Mr. Nice Guy here. Let me try this my way first. If it doesn’t work, I’ll let you intervene and do your thing. After all, you are the general manager of this company and I will back you with any decision you make. I just need to prove to Cashe that I’m not going to sit here and take his abuse.”
MORRISON: ”Understandable. Just keep in mind I know how to handle the rebellious type. I was Chris Madison’s agent for fourteen years. Whenever you want me to take the reins with this Cashe situation let me know…Has there been any headway with the executives on the other front?”
WALLACE: ”No, they’ve put their foot down. I’m making the announcement at ringside here shortly.”
MORRISON: ”What a shame…I really think we were onto something. But if the execs aren’t going to back us it could have been a disastrous blow to everything we’ve worked for!”
WALLACE: ”Oh yea, no doubt. We’ll see how the fans take the news. I’m guessing it’s going to be a heartbreaker because this thing was going to be huge. Live and learn, I guess. We busted our asses to get where we are today with 4CW and sign the level of talent we have. The executives know that 4CW is a sure thing. We know that 4CW is a sure thing. I’m just trying to expand and reach a broader audience. HBO does air outside of the south-west though, so that’s a good thing!”
MORRISON: ”It is. Hell, maybe the network knows best. All we can do is move on from this and continue to do what we do best.”
WALLACE: ”You said it, brother. I’m about to make the announcement shortly. Wish me luck…”
DUKE THUNDER VS. STEFAN RAAB
JOHNSON: ”Well I guess technically, this will be our opening bout for the night!”
VASSA: ”All because Jason Cashe has his panties in a bunch and refuses to do as he’s told. He’s contracted to wrestle here. If Mr. Wallace says you’ve got a match, guess what…you’re expected to get in that ring!”
JOHNSON: ”You know what, I actually agree with you on that.”
VASSA: ”First a physical slap in the face and now a metaphorical slap in the face…Mr. Wallace is going to have some punishment for Jason Cashe!”
JOHNSON: ”Well let’s not lose sight of what’s coming up next…fellow House of Howe member, Stefan Raab is fixing to get in the ring with journeymen, Duke Thunder.”
VASSA: ”Duke Thunder has been impressive in 4CW thus far, winning in his debut and in the first round of the tag tournament. Hell he wasn’t even part of the loss last Adrenaline that knocked his team out of the tournament.”
JOHNSON: ”XTC and a man we’d learn to be Eric Lee took Duke Thunder out prior to the match, allowing for Eric Lee to take his place.”
VASSA: ”I think we are going to see a more vicious and pissed off Duke Thunder tonight. Not to mention he’s up against a slumping Stefan Raab!”
POWERS: ”The following contest is schedule for one fall. Introducing first…weighing in at two hundred and thirty-one pounds…from Lexington, South Carolina…DUKE THUNDER!!!”
JOHNSON: ”Looks like Duke Thunder is ready to go! There were some questions about whether or not he was still going to be feeling the effects from that assault just two weeks ago.”
VASSA: ”That could be bad news for Stefan Raab…”
POWERS: ”And his opponent…weighing in at two hundred thirty pounds…from Cologne, Germany…The Killerplauze…STEFAN RAAB!!”
JOHNSON: ”You can’t help to wonder if this is going to be the match where Stefan Raab turns things around…”
VASSA: ”I think it is. Tidus Howe is giving him some final instructions. I got a good feeling about this.”
JOHNSON: ”Well I hope so. Stefan Raab hasn’t won in a 4CW ring since our fourth show when he and Joe Dobbs defeated Sin and Roxi Johnson in a tag team match! That’s over three and a half months without a victory!”
VASSA: ”Yikes…that’s a bitter pill to swallow!”
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Duke Thunder and Stefan Raab meet in the center of the ring and quickly lock horns with a collar and elbow tie up. The two men jockey for position, neither giving an inch. After a brief struggle Raab manages to back Duke Thunder into the corner. The referee steps between the two men, trying for a clean break. Duke holds his hands up above his head as Stefan Raab slowly begins backing away. Raab then catches both Duke and the ref off guard by driving his knee into Thunder’s midsection! Thunder doubles over as the wind is sucked right of him. Raab straightens Duke up in the corner and clobbers his chest with a stiff knife edged chop!
”Wooooooooooooo!”
Raab grabs Duke by his head and pulls back, bending his upper body over the top turnbuckle. Raab releases Thunder before coming down across his chest again with a second knife edged chop!”Wooooooooooooo!”
VASSA: ”I think Duke Thunder’s heart may have skipped a few beats!”
JOHNSON: ”A tough start for the journeymen. He let his guard down and Stefan Raab took full advantage of the mistake.”
VASSA: ”It’ll be interesting to see if he can keep up the pace.”
JOHNSON: ”And without bending the rules too much. The referee will surely be watching with a close eye after refusing to cleanly separate out of the corner.”
JOHNSON: ”He may have just knocked Duke Thunder out cold!”
VASSA: ”He did! Look, Duke Thunder is snoring in the middle of the ring!”
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Raab steps down and backs away with his hands up as Tidus Howe watches on with an approving head nod.
VASSA: ”I think we are seeing a meaner, more viscous Stefan Raab and Tidus Howe seems to approve!”
JOHNSON: ”He’s got to be careful to not get himself disqualified. If he continues to blatantly bend the rules the ref could just call the match!”
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JOHNSON: ”Duke Thunder managed to kick out of that release German Suplex!”
VASSA: ”I don’t know how. Raab folded Duke Thunder up on his head and neck. That was a brutal German Suplex.”
JOHNSON: ”Yet he’s still in this match…albeit on his last leg perhaps…but still in this match!”
Ding!! Ding!! Ding!!
VASSA: ”The streak is over!”
JOHNSON: ”What a huge win for Stefan Raab!!”
VASSA: ”I can sense big things for this guy in the future and this will be the official turnaround!”
VASSA: ”I think Duke Thunder may be seriously hurt. He’s holding onto his ankle and has not even tried to put any weight on it.”
JOHNSON: ”Medical personnel is on their way down to the ring to assist Duke Thunder.”
POWERS: ”Here is your winner…by submission…The Killerplauze…STEFAN RAAB!!!”
WALLACE: ”Where the hell is he at? He’s been gone too long, something isn’t right.”
WALLACE: ”Damnit… he’s not out here. TATSUHIKO!!!”
WALLACE: ”Tatsuhiko, I’m ready! Come on out!”
WALLACE: ”Fuck it! I don’t need him…”
WALLACE: ”How is everyone doing tonight?”
WALLACE: ”I can tell that a few folks out there are still displeased with the things that I said two weeks ago in reference to the former 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion.”
WALLACE: ”We’ll get to him soon enough! Right now, I’d like to take a moment of your time and fill you in on some drastic changes that have taken place over the last two weeks. I’m sure that many of you are wondering what exactly I heard on the other end of that phone call two weeks ago as the show ended. I’m here to shed some light on that.”
“For over a month now, we have been working towards closing a deal with acquiring 220 Wrestling. It was a brilliant idea to say the least. It gave us exposure to the north-east region of the United States. It gave us two “brands” to offer for your entertainment needs. It put two great rosters under one roof and gave us the opportunity to become a powerhouse in this industry. Well… I’m here to break your hearts and let you all know that it won’t be happening.”
WALLACE: ”Now, before you get upset with me, I want you all to know that is was not my decision. When I first confronted Heath Sommersby with the idea, I was impressed by the concept that is 220 Wrestling. I wanted to bring them to our family, but keep them as their own identity. I didn’t want them to change anything about their business model. I didn’t want to change what attracted my eye to 220 Wrestling to begin with.”
Well, HBO had an opinion of their own. They had their needs for this to work and in the end, it wasn’t a good fit for either party involved. Heath Sommersby wasn’t going to conform to what the network had planned for 220 Wrestling, and for that, I salute Heath. The network wanted to change their concept and put them on the same platform as 4CW and that’s just not what 220 Wrestling is. They’re different, and that’s a good thing! I wouldn’t want to see anything changed with their platform because the way they do things now is what caught my eye to begin with.”
So, at the conclusion of the show two weeks ago, I received a phone call. The camera wasn’t supposed to be running at the time but it is what it is, it left you all in suspense to what I had to announce tonight. Effective immediately, 220 Wrestling is no longer in association with 4CW. It was good for the brief moment that it lasted but will continue no further. And for that, I want to apologize to each and every one of you out there for letting you stick the tip in and nothing more.”
WALLACE: ”What does that mean for the future of 4CW, the plans for Ante Up in Vegas July 13th? The show will go on! 4CW will hold its biggest event ever at the Jubilee Theater, you can bet one that! As for reaching out to uncharted territories, well… we may have an upcoming north-east tour in the works. I know the folks on the east coast would love to see the product that we offer. Only time will tell…”
WALLACE: ”Now, enough with the bad news. What’s done is done and all we can do now is move forward. I want to take a quick moment to set the record straight in regards to a certain someone who didn’t just rob you fans two weeks ago, but has done it again tonight, here in Austin, Texas! The former 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion that you all believe you hold so dear has left you short changed yet again.”
“Two weeks ago, I made it clear that Jason Cashe WILL NOT get a rematch at the championship that Jason Phoenix defeated him for in Phoenix, Arizona. His disrespect for authority comes with a cost and that debt will be paid. I don’t know if you all have noticed, but the opening match for this evening didn’t even take place. Jason Cashe was supposed to climb in this ring with Athena and give you fans the match you all deserved. What happened? I’ll tell you what happened! He didn’t show and I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t bother coming to the theatre at all. He’s a coward!”
WALLACE: ”It’s alright, though. Two weeks ago I announced that I have chosen a number one contender to challenge Jason Phoenix for the South-West Heavyweight championship. He’s a man who has pride. He’s a man who has honor. More importantly, he’s a man who has respect! Unfortunately, he couldn’t make it here tonight as he is in his homeland of Japan, but, that man is Masahiro Kojima! Your number one contender for the 4CW South-West Heavyweight championship is…”
VASSA: “I think Perry Wallace just crapped his pants! I believe we are about to see Jason Cashe!!”
JOHNSON: “This IS Texas and Jason Cashe loves Houston so he’s doing it Big! Where is he?”
As the music cuts off the crowd in one section roars loudly followed by the entire House of Fans as Jason Cashe pushes his way through the crowd and appears at ringside. He hops the guard railing and stands at the side of the ring as Perry Wallace and Jason Cashe lock eyes.
JOHNSON: “Ohhh weeee this is about to get interesting!! I bet Wallace wishes Tatsuhiko was out here!!”
VASSA: “I don’t think even Cashe would come out here if Tatsuhiko eres with Wallace. Why risk his health? You’ve seen Tatsuhiko right? Good golly his a big boy!”
JOHNSON: “Come on! The guy isn’t immortal or a robot, as long as he bleeds I think Jason Cashe would fight him…Oh snap, Cashe is climbing the stairs!!”
VASSA: “Did you just say Oh Snap?”
WALLACE: “Wai–“
VASSA: “What disrespect for the Owner of this Promotion! Cashe should be ashamed of himself and possibly fired for this blatant act of foul behavior.”
WALLACE: “It’s about tim–“
CASHE: “Shut up. You’ve stood out here and ran that dick taster long enough. Now you listen because if I let you talk right now…I’m gonna put your face to my hands if you understand the seriousness of the situation.”
CASHE: “I’m a coward? Did my ears hear you right? These people were booing you so loudly I might have heard wrong…Go a head, you can talk now. I won’t hurt you, I just want to be clear on the matter..”
WALLACE: ”I believe you heard me right! You pushed me to the edge and forced my hand into bumping up the rematch between you and Phoenix. Well, Phoenix won that rematch and is now the 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion. What did you do next? You tucked your tail in between your legs and went on a little camping trip. Instead of coming back to the ring to do what you do best, you let your emotions piss all over your parade and basically spit in my face. Then… what happened with the opening match that was supposed to take place tonight?”
CASHE: “Who tucked tail? I have been competing, just not for you. Having to take a show off because I looked right and got knocked the fuck out by Jason Phoenix and I’m punished for it? So no, I didn’t tuck tail. I’ve never tucked tail and being out there in the wild is for FAR more than just to go camping so speak on what you know, not what you assume. Assumption just makes an Ass out of you and you look like you’ve assumed A LOT!!”
CASHE: “And Athena? Opening act? No, no that’s not how things are gonna play out Wallace…I could put my name out there and get 100 different companies just DYING for a guy like me. Not the prettiest, not the best in any ONE category but I make shit interesting every single time and it’s why you still write me a paycheck…It’s why I could drop you right here, right now, piss on your face and still keep a job. You need me Wallace…FAR more than I need you…How does that feel?”
VASSA: “Oh he can’t talk to the Owner like this! Fire him Wallace!! Put that punk in his place like Jason Phoenix did!!”
WALLACE: ”Cashe, as much as it turns my stomach to say it, you are an asset to this company, to 4CW. I don’t want you to leave and sign with the next vulture in line waiting to pick away at your career. If I sent you packing or forced your hand to do so, the fans would hate me, HBO would hate me. I’m all about business and whether I like it or not, you’re good for business. While you may be an asset to 4CW, you’ll just have to ride the pine for a while and be an asset without a championship around that waist. Hell, you could potentially be a huge asset that never gets another shot at that strap, or any strap for the remainder of your contract. I just want a little damn respect while you’re under contract!”
CASHE: “You know what? I’m okay with that Wallace. I’m okay with you believing that you can hold me back from becoming a Champion. I expect more Opening Acts, maybe some new signings to be put up against! I could be the Gatekeeper! OH man! Hehe..heh..”
JOHNSON: “That doesn’t look like a playful grin or laugh coming from Jason Cashe…I worry for the safety of Perry Wallace right now..”
CASHE: “You can try to put all those ideas together and make it happen. What will happen is complete and pure chaos…See Wallace if you stop me, if the walls around me close up tight then I am just going to FUCKING LOSE IT! Heh..Heh…You will find that firing me is the ONLY thing left to do and before I left I would make DAMN SURE that HBO, NBC, TBS, USA, or any other Channel on Television would never put 4CW on the air again. I would leave this company in a pool of their own blood. I will crash Main Events, put top stars on the shelf and make each of the bigger moments that come in the near future and turn them into horrific moments that only “The Red Wedding” can rival it…So you go with your plan Wallace…I’ll go with mine, let’s see who gives in first…”
VASSA: “Did I mention how much I liked Jason Cashe?”
JOHNSON: “Afraid he’ll come after you? He said top stars not fat announcers. I think you’re safe…Perry Wallace might want to rethink his game plan now..”
Yet after a few more seconds of waiting, the view of 3 pair of random individual shoes/boots. The first pair on the left side of the screen seems to be some normal all black wrestling boots, but they’re is flair added with Gladiator Flaps on them. Meanwhile on the right side the next pair of boots are worn with kick pads, but they also bear the bedazzled initials “J.P.”
Then as we look in the middle of them both, we finally see the last pair, but unlike the others who are wearing wrestling boots. This pair however is the Adidas Brand FYW Division shoes.
This sight sends the crowd into a frenzy as they already know who they’re watching right now. So while the camera slowly backs up into a single shot, it doesn’t take long for the oso familiar voice answer back to them.
*Clap* *Clap* *Clap* *Clap* *Clap*
MANNIE: ”I just wanted to properly congratulate Sweet Annihilation on their victory against us 2 weeks ago. You managed to knock us off the tournament, all while advancing to the finals in Las Vegas. So once again Kandi congrats…”
“Oh Yeah!”
“And Nathaniel Havok we will be seeing you and your misfits very, very soon!” *Smirking before winking*
JACINTA: *Rolling her eyes* ”Ummm, No!” *Cocking her head to the side* “Now while my Papi may want to be nice to you Kandi, but I don’t need to do any of that shit. Because I on other hand Kandi, I could give 10 shits about doing any of that stuff because we still have so much more unfinished business. However though Kandi, I know tonight that I still have a job to do. So I don’t want you to worry your pretty little head about anything, because Jacinta has everything handled boo-boo.” *Blowing a kiss full of glitter at the camera lens* ”
MANNIE: ”Yo Alec!”
MANNIE: ”Wasn’t there something that you wanted to say?”
ALEC: *Breathing before walking up on the camera* ”YOU WILL FEAR ME OR YOU WILL SUFFER!”
NIOBE MARTIN VS. DAN WHITE VS. NATHANIEL HAVOK
POWERS: “The following is a standard triple threat match for one falls and introducing first, hailing from the Underworld, standing at six feet, four inches, and weighing in at two hundred forty two pounds… NATHANIEL HAVOK!”
JOHNSON: “Nathaniel is one of the premiere performers in 4CW and this is his chance to really showcase what he can do. I think his chances are pretty good going into it.”
VASSA: “I think you’re right Steve, like him or not, this guy has the heart of a champion!”
POWERS: “And introducing his first opponent, hailing in from Cardiff, Wales, standing at 6 feet, 2 inches, and weighing in at 253 pounds… DAN WHITE!”
”Anarchy in the UK” by The Sex Pistols hits, and even as the first “Anarchy” hits, the fans pop as Dan White walks out through the curtain. He claps his hands, ready for action, and walks down to the ring, with a pretty simplistic light show, and no pyros. He walks down the ramp, and close to the fans, not shaking their hands, but close enough so they have the chance to touch greatness. He enters the ring, where he warms up at the ropes, and climbs a turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air and beating this chest, before jumping down and preparing for a fight.
VASSA: “Dan White is going to be the wildcard in this match. He started off two weeks ago in extraordinary fashion, but now he’s going to be put to the test.”
JOHNSON: “Vinny, you might be onto something, but nobody has even seen him until tonight. People were questioning whether or not he was having flight delays or visa problems.”
POWERS: “And now the final participant, hailing from Los Angeles, California and standing in at 5 feet, 6 inches… NIOBE MARTIN!”
‘Nightmare!
Now your nightmare comes to life…’
Niobe comes running out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp briefly to extend her arms out to the sides.‘Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never..’
As the lyrics of the song continue to play, she drops her arms and walks down the ramp, a smirk on her face as she sneers at the crowd as she passes before sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. She stands up and throws off the hood of her jacket, glaring at the crowd with a smirk on her face.
JOHNSON: “I wonder how much of her head is going to be in this match or if she’s going to fall like she fell two weeks ago against Shane Borderland.”
VASSA: “Niobe hasn’t won a match since that huge battle royal. She’s been in a downward slump and if she doesn’t win tonight, she could potentially be out of a job!”
JOHNSON: “And what in the world? Niobe isn’t wasting anytime going after Nathaniel Havok. She must have not liked the way he talked about her!”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Havok is off to a pretty damn impressive job at maintaining both opponents.”
VASSA: “I don’t think he was missing earlier in the week Steve; I think he was just refocusing!”
VASSA: “Havok almost forgot about Dan White as Dan breaks the pin up!”
JOHNSON: “The tricky nature of a triple threat match.”
JOHNSON: “And Dan White has just went down! Did you hear the impact of that Enziguri?”
VASSA: “I did and I also heard the enormous thud Dan’s body made when it collapse on the canvas.”
VASSA: “Niobe Martin might have had a tooth knocked out with the Sorrow Enforced! My God Havok is on fire tonight!”
JOHNSON: “No kidding, Niobe didn’t even have a chance since the opening bell. Niobe might just find a pink slip on her locker room’s door when she hits the showers.”
JOHNSON: “Havok looks like he’s feeling it and Dan White couldn’t be in a worse predicament right now!”
VASSA: “I think this is really showing Mr. Wallace and Morrison exactly what Havok can do in the ring.”
VASSA: “Dan White might as well be dead because he just FUCKIN’ BOWED DOWN!”
JOHNSON: “He’s going for the cover!”
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THREE!!!
POWERS: “Here is your winner by pin-fall… NATHANIEL HAVOK!”
JOHNSON: “Niobe Martin and Dan White didn’t even stand a chance in this one. Nathaniel Havok completely dominated here tonight and he showed everybody that he’s on a quest for greatness!”
VASSA: “With a performance like that, I think he’s showing and telling both champions exactly what to expect because he’s coming!”
HARTMAN: “SOMEBODY GET SOME HELP!!”
HARTMAN: “Aghhh…This is so disgusting….Help me up will ya? Did someone call for the EMTs?”
HARTMAN: “Anyone see anything? Did Cashe do this, anybody see him? This is horrible…Her eyes are rolled up in her head, she is in trouble. Save her guys..I’m going to find out what happened!”
HOWE: “Oh my…She’s looks to be in rough shape..Tsk, that is just unfortunate isn’t it?”
TWISTED HIGH (X.T.C. & Eric Lee)
VS.
THE BLUE COLLAR BRUISERS (Pat Gordon Jr. & Joe Martinez)
JOHNSON: ”Up next we have two teams that have a huge opportunity in front of them.”
VASSA: ”Yeah, winners get offered as a sacrifice to Beauty and the Beast after they become the first 4CW tag team champs!”
JOHNSON: ”Although nothing has been made official, a win tonight would make a strong case for them to be first in line for a shot.”
VASSA: ”And in turn, the first team to lose to Christian Taylor and Mike Smith!”
JOHNSON: ”I think you’re overlooking Drake Knight and Ice. Two formidable opponents.”
VASSA: ”Pfft…I think you’re downplaying the talent of Christian Taylor and Mike Smith!”
POWERS: ”The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall…Introducing first, at a combined weight of five hundred and forty-six pounds…Pat Gordon Junior…’Average’ Joe Martinez…the BLUE COLLAR BRUISERS!”
JOHNSON: ”Some would argue that these two got a raw deal and may have beaten ‘Young’ Mannie and Alec Quartermain had it no be for the interference from 220 Wrestling’s GRINDER.”
VASSA: ”I hear a lot of complaining. Fact is they lost and missed out on their opportunity.”
POWERS: ”And their opponents…at a combined weight of three hundred and seventy pounds…X.T.C…’The Tormented Soul’ Eric Lee…TWISTED HIGH!!!”
There’s a humming in the restless summer air
And we’re slipping off the course that we prepared
But in all chaos, there is calculation
Dropping glasses just to hear them break
You’ve been drinking like the world was gonna end (it didn’t)
Took a shiner from the fist of your best friend (go figure)
It’s clear that someone’s gotta go
We mean it but I promise we’re not mean
Eric Lee and XTC both come out from the back and smirk out at the crowd. XTC sprints towards the ring as Eric Lee confidently strolls. Then both get in the ring and climb to opposite turnbuckles and raise their arms as the crowd boos.And the cry goes out
They lose their minds for us
And how it plays out
Now we’re in the ring
And we’re coming for blood
With those lines Eric Lee spits out some ‘blood’ towards the crowd and the two jump down. They move to their corner and wait for the match to start.
VASSA: ”Man I hope Eric Lee kicks that overrated bostonian’s head off!”
JOHNSON: ”What’s your problem with Pat Gordon Junior? He’s a beloved talent in the industry that fans just can’t help but get behind!”
VASSA: ”He’s a putz…”
JOHNSON: ”That seems like a bit much…”
VASSA: ”Like Eric Lee said, another second generation wrestler living off his daddy’s name!”
Ding!! Ding!! Ding!!
Eric Lee clasps his hands together behind PGJR’s head with a muay thai clinch and drags him from The Blue Collar Bruiser’s corner to a neutral corner. Lee drives his knees up into Pat’s sternum before tossing him back against the turnbuckles. With all of Pat’s weight back against the corner, Lee begins unloading on his opponent with curving knee kicks that focus the impact on the right ribs of PGJR. After four straight curving knee kicks Lee steps back and allows for PGJR to fall out of the corner. On the way down, Eric Lee catches PGJR with a double underhook and flips him overhead with a butterfly suplex! Lee stalks PGJR as he rolls on the canvass and pushes up to his feet. Lee darts his hand under PGJR’s chin and punches a pressure point right above the throat with a tongan death grip! PGJR grab’s Lee’s wrist with both hands and begins pulling at it to free himself from his grasp. PGJR unintentionally stumbles backwards towards his corner, allowing for Average Joe to tag himself in before PGJR lost consciousness.
VASSA: ”Great! Here comes everyone’s favorite whiner!”
JOHNSON: ”What are you talking about? Joe Martinez is a perfect example of someone who doesn’t fit the mold of a professional wrestler but has found success in this industry.”
VASSA: ”BORING! Nobody wants to see a fat, sweaty, non-athletic FAN in that ring. They want hulking men and smoking hot women!”
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The pin is broken up by a perfectly timed boot from XTC to the side of Joe’s face!
JOHNSON: ”A blind tag from Average Joe, and the Blue Collar Bruisers sucked the momentum from XTC and Eric Lee.”
VASSA: ”Joe shouldn’t be allowed to compete against these two. He nearly ways more than they do combined. That’s an unfair advantage if you ask me!”
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Joe powers out rather easily, rolling Eric Lee off of him.
VASSA: ”They got the big man down. Lee needs to tag in XTC and really keep things rolling before Pat Gordon Junior finds his way back into this match.”
JOHNSON: ”Usually a team will isolate the smaller of the opponents. There’s too much risk in keeping a powerhouse like Average Joe in the ring.”
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Joe bucks his body, forcing XTC off before the count of three.
JOHNSON: ”If Twisted High can keep up that kind of speed they’ll find themselves on the winning side of this match.”
VASSA: ”Last episode Adrenaline was the first time we saw these two together, but they compete like they’ve been at it for awhile. And good chemistry in a team is tough to overcome!”
Both Lee and XTC lift the big man and roll him into the ring under the ropes before the ref could catch on to the double team outside of the ring. XTC climbs up onto the apron and then leaps over the top rope. XTC’s eyes open wide as Joe laid perpendicular to one of the corners. XTC skipped over his fallen opponent and moved to the corner. He grabbed the top rope and jumped up to the second rope. He used the second rope as a springboard to the top rope and from their nailed a picture perfect moonsault onto Average Joe. XTC hooked Joe’s leg for the pin attempt.
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Thr…
Pat Gordon Junior snuck into the ring while the ref was counting and grabbed XTC by his boots, pulling him off of his partner before the three count!
VASSA: ”Oh come on! Ref control that guy!”
JOHNSON: ”Pat Gordon Junior with a huge save after XTC nailed a BME…Best Moonsault Ever!”
VASSA: ”At least you’re willing to give him credit where credit is due!”
Joe pushes off of Eric Lee and climbs to his feet. XTC staggers around the ring and Joe scoops him up before dropping him across his knee with a pendulum backbreaker. Joe keeps a hold of his partner and stands up to his feet, dropping XTC down again across his knee with a second pendulum backbreaker. Joe turns back to Eric Lee. He lifts him up and grabs him by his hair and his shorts. He tosses him out of the ring over the top rope like yesterdays garbage. Joe then turns back around and sees XTC pulling himself up to his feet by the ropes. Joe latches onto XTC with a rear waist lock and pulls him from the ropes. He lifts him up with a belly to back suplex but in mid air turns it into a sideslam. Joe skips a pin attempt and quickly moves to his corner, tagging in Pat Gordon Junior!
JOHNSON: ”Fall by the Wayside and then a tag to Pat Gordon Junior.”
VASSA: ”Big mistake, should have went for the pin when he had the chance!”
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Eric Lee slides into the ring under the ropes and dropkicks PGJR to the side of his head, breaking up the pinfall by doing so!
VASSA: ”YES! Kick his head off!”
JOHNSON: ”Vinny XTC hasn’t moved…He landed right on his head and neck with that rare crossface chickenwing suplex. I hope to god he didn’t break his neck!”
VASSA: ”Victory is the best medicine. He’ll be fine when Twisted High picks up the win…”
JOHSNON: ”I think you mean if…”
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Three!!
Ding!! Ding!! Ding!!
Pat kicks up but not in time! Eric Lee and XTC slide out of the ring as PGJR processes what just happened.
JOHNSON: ”The distraction just cost The Blue Collar Bruisers the match! I’ve got a bad taste in my mouth…”
VASSA: ”I don’t. The better team won. Eric Lee and XTC could have just as easily been distracted by that video. Instead, they took advantage of an opportunity.”
POWERS: ”Here are your winners, by pinfall…Eric Lee…X.T.C…TWISTED HIGH!!”
CRYSTAL TAYLOR VS. KANDI WASHINGTON
w/ Jacinta Perez as Special Guest Referee
POWERS: “The following contest is a standard first falls match with a special guest referee, introducing the first lady of We Dem Boyz… the “Boss Bitch” Jacinta!”
JOHNSON: “I wonder how unbiased Jacinta will be in this match and if she has any referee training at all.”
VASSA: “Anybody who knows the rivalry between Kandi Washington and Jacinta knows there’s some tricky business going on in this one.”
POWERS: “Now introducing the first participant, representing one-sixth of Power Trip, she hails all the way from South Beach, Florida… the “Bombshell” CRYSTAL TAYLOR!”
VASSA: “We haven’t seen Crystal in action sometime and the last time she stepped in the ring with Kandi, she came up short.”
JOHNSON: “Now Crystal has Kandi’s enemy Jacinta as a special guest referee, so the odds are in her favor.
POWERS: “And now her opponent, representing the House of Sweentess, she hails from Las Vegas, Nevada… “The Queen of 4CW” KANDI WASHINGTON!”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Kandi’s queendom and her undefeated streak is going to come under fire in this match.”
VASSA: “How fitting is her theme song, especially with the way these women have been trying to burn her at the sake?”
JOHNSON: “Jacinta has just called for the bell and it looks like Kandi and her are exchanging some words.”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Crystal has started this match off with a bang and Kandi didn’t even see it coming!”
VASSA: “I blame Jacinta; she’s more of a distraction than a damn official!”
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TWO
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KICKOUT!!!
VASSA: “That was a blasted fast count!”
JOHNSON: “It seems like Jacinta is in fact trying to screw Kandi Washington out of this match.”
JOHNSON: “I don’t think this is a good idea for Kandi, especially with Jacinta having the power in this match.”
VASSA: “Slap the taste of her mouth Kandi! Jacinta is just jealous that she’ll never be the Queen of 4CW!”
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TWO
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KICKOUT!!!
VASSA: “Another fast count! Can we have somebody not so biased!?”
JOHNSON: “Calm down now Vinny, Kandi still managed to kick out of it.”
JOHNSON: “Oh come on Jacinta, do your damn job!”
VASSA: “I hope Mr. Wallace is watching this because Jacinta needs to get an attitude adjustment!”
VASSA: “Kandi, you can’t forget you’re in a match.”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Kandi is preoccupied with the shouting match she’s in with Jacinta.”
JOHNSON: “Oh my God Jacinta has just been knocked out with the Heartbreaker!”
VASSA: “Jacinta was knock the fuck out and now there’s no referee, even though there wasn’t really one to maintain any order anyway!”
VASSA: “Kandi Washington has just connected with the Flying Cunt!”
JOHNSON: “Kandi looks like she’s ready to put her away!”
JOHNSON: “Kandi Washington has just connected with the Sweet Tooth and she’s going for the cover!”
VASSA: “But Jacinta is still out cold!”
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THREE!!!
JOHNSON: “Jacinta isn’t going to like this outcome one bit!”
VASSA: “Who cares? She shouldn’t have been knocked out!”
POWERS: “Here is your winner by pin-fall… KANDI WASHINGTON!”
JOHNSON: “It looks like Kandi Washington has walked away from this match victoriously, but will this win stick in the history books? You have to wonder with Madison Lewis unsuspecting making the count.”
VASSA: “It should, especially seeing how Jacinta was fast counting for Crystal Taylor and trying to cheat Kandi out of this match. I see nothing wrong with the outcome of the match.”
WALLACE: ”Tatsuhiko, where are you!?!?”
WALLACE: ”WHAT THE HELL!?!?”
VASSA: ”HAHA!!!”
JOHNSON: ”Oh dear…”
WALLACE: ”You’ve got to be kidding me!”
WALLACE: ”Tatsuhiko, is that you? Knock twice if it’s you.”
Wallace pulls and pulls on the lock but fails to break it free from the door handle. He then follows the end of the chain to the handicap restroom only to see that it is looped as well and wrapped in tape. He tries to pull the chain away from the railing but fails to even budge it.
WALLACE: ”DAMNIT!!!”
WALLACE: ”SOMEONE BRING ME SOME BOLT CUTTERS!!!”
WALLACE: ”Hang in there Tat, I’m going to get help.”
CASHE: ”Having a little trouble there?”
WALLACE: ”What’s the big idea!?!? So this is why Tatsuhiko wasn’t with me at ringside and you decided to show your ugly mug.”
CASHE: ”I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was just walking the halls and heard the noise so I figured I’d check it out for myself.”
WALLACE: ”You mean you thought you heard another innocent victim to attack? This is getting…”
CASHE: ”I ain’t got time for this…”
CASHE: ”This might help!”
WALLACE: ”Two different locks, which one is it for? You wait a damn minute Cashe!”
CASHE: ”GOOD LUCK!!!”
WALLACE: ”You just wait until I get this door unlocked!”
ROXI JOHNSON VS. JASON PHOENIX
VASSA: ”It’s time for our headline, folks.”
JOHNSON: ”Roxi turned it around last week, lets see if she can stay on pace tonight against the 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion, Jason Phoenix.”
POWERS: ”Our next non-title match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing to the ring first, coming to you out of Tampa, Florida. She weighs in at one hundred thirty two pounds and stands five feet, six inches… ROXI JJOOHHNNSSOONN!!!”
VASSA: ”Roxi has been here since the beginning of 4CW and it has been a pleasure to watch each and every match.”
JOHNSON: ”Tonight she lines up with our top dog, the 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion. I’m excited!”
VASSA: ”You should be! She could change the whole game with an upset win tonight.”
“Ah ah ah ah ah aooo”
“Come inside and be afraid”
“Of this impressive mess I’ve made”
“If you take a look now you will find”
POWERS: ”Now introducing, the current 4CW South-West Heavyweight champion, accompanied by his wife and Power Trip’s First Lady, Morgan Alvertez. Coming to the ring out of Miami, Florida, weighing in at two hundred forty five pounds and standing six feet, two inches. He is the Living Legend, JASON PPHHOOEENNIIXX!!!”
VASSA: ”What a beauty…”
JOHNSON: ”I love the design of the 4CW South-West Heavyweight championship!”
VASSA: ”I was talking about Morgan. She’s smoking!”
JOHNSON: ”Christopher Salieri will be our official for this match.”
VASSA: ”No! Don’t make her leave the ring, Chris!”
JOHNSON: ”She has to, Vinny. She can’t stay in there for the match. If you’re lucky, she’ll stand close by so you can not pay attention to the damn match.”
VASSA: ”That was my intention this entire time. You caught me!”
JOHNSON: ”Well folks, Morgan has exited the ring with the championship and it looks like this one is ready to begin. May I remind you, this is a non-title match.”
VASSA: ”Title on the line or not, a win here would be huge for Roxi!”
JOHNSON: ”Here we go!”
Phoenix takes off from his corner and rushes at Roxi. He swings with a powerful right clothesline but misses as Roxi ducks underneath and side steps. Phoenix turns around in a rage only to catch a dropkick to the chin that knocks him into the corner. Roxi quickly gets up and kicks Phoenix in the mid-section a few times until he falls to his bottom, barely holding himself up with the ropes. Roxi then lifts Phoenix to his feet and grabs him by the arm. She throws him to the opposite corner…
VASSA: ”WAIT!!!”
JOHNSON: ”We have a standoff! Roxi isn’t backing down from the champ tonight.”
VASSA: ”Roxi has been with 4CW since its beginning days. It’s going to take more than a few knees to the face to scare her off.”
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VASSA: ”Phoenix kicks out!!!”
JOHNSON: ”That was a close one for the South-West Heavyweight champ!”
JOHNSON: ”OUCH!!!”
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JOHNSON: ”That was a close one!”
VASSA: ”Yes it was, Steve. I thought Jason Phoenix was about to end this thing once and for all.”
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VASSA: ”KICKOUT!!!”
JOHNSON: ”This has been a close matchup so far. I’m surprised to see this many pin attempts already.”
VASSA: ”I’m not. Two weeks ago Phoenix called Roxi out by name. I don’t blame her for trying to end the match when she can. A win here would be huge!”
VASSA: ”That’s going to hurt in the morning!”
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TW…
JOHNSON: ”Phoenix with the quick kick out!”
VASSA: ”The champ is refusing to go down with ease tonight. This is the third time Roxi has tried to pin him but comes up short.”
JOHNSON: ”Eventually she’s going to wear him down…”
VASSA: ”If he doesn’t bounce back and finish her off first!”
JOHNSON: ”That is a true display of strength from the champ.”
VASSA: ”I just hope he doesn’t mess up that pretty face of hers because we would have a problem if he did!”
JOHNSON: ”Every show, doesn’t matter who’s in the ring, you always talk like you’re going to be the knight in shinning armor to these ladies. “
VASSA: ”Maybe I am going to be… one day.”
JOHNSON: ”I’ll believe it when I see it.”
VASSA: ”JESUS!!!”
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JOHNSON: ”UNBELIEVABLE! Phoenix has kicked out again!”
VASSA: ”Roxi has tried to pin him time and time again but comes up short each time. Phoenix just refuses to go down!”
JOHNSON: ”I don’t know how much more he can take. Roxi needs to act quickly and finish him while he’s worn down.”
VASSA: ”What the hell is he doing? If he wants to finish this match he needs to act quickly!”
JOHNSON: ”It appears that he’s taking a moment to rest, obviously!”
VASSA: ”OH REALLY?!?! I didn’t notice! He needs to act fast while Roxi is still down before she finds her second wind.”
JOHNSON: ”I agree, but, I don’t think he’s too concerned with that right now.”
VASSA: ”He should be! Championship on the line or not, he needs to take advantage of any opportunity that presents itself.”
JOHNSON: ”So now you’re giving the South-West Heavyweight champion tips?”
VASSA: ”You damn right I am!”
VASSA: ”Just when you think she’s out, she pulls off a great reversal like that!”
JOHNSON: ”I’m impressed by the athleticism Roxi has showed tonight as well as the determination to stay focused on the task at hand.”
VASSA: ”I was wondering when we would see Morgan sticking that pretty nose of hers in.”
JOHNSON: ”She’s been quiet for the most part but that ship has sailed.”
JOHNSON: ”OH MY!!!”
VASSA: ”Roxi isn’t taking any crap from Morgan tonight. I can promise you that!”
VASSA: ”DAMNIT MORGAN!!!”
JOHNSON: ”We knew that her interfering was bound to happen sooner or later. I’m surprised that she restrained herself this long.”
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VASSA: ”ALMOST!!!”
JOHNSON: ”Roxi has turned it around…”
VASSA: ”AGAIN!!! Lets hope that she can capitalize on it this time!”
JOHNSON: ”She has the crowd in the palm of her hands.”
VASSA: ”She needs to harness this energy and hit Phoenix at the opportune time and take the win.”
JOHNSON: ”This could be the Reality Bites!”
CRACK!!!
Morgan hits Roxi in the face with the championship. Roxi falls backwards to the canvas as the ref notices and quickly calls for the bell.
VASSA: ”WHAT THE HELL?!?!”
JOHNSON: ”Morgan Alvertez just saved Phoenix by attacking Roxi with the championship belt!”
JOHNSON: ”This match is over!”
VASSA: ”Roxi was about to end this thing fair and square before Morgan decided to stick her nose in.”
POWERS: ”Your winner by disqualification, ROXI JOHNSON!!!”
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
VASSA: ”You’ve got to be kidding me!”
JOHNSON: ”They can’t touch the ref like that!”
JOHNSON: ”This is going to get ugly.”
VASSA: ”There you go Christopher! Stand your ground and keep those vultures away from Roxi!”
JOHNSON: ”Our official, Christopher Salieri, has stood up to these two and is standing between them and Roxi. It looks like Power Trip is standing down, somewhat. Lets go backstage for a moment while we clear the ring and get some assistance down here for Roxi.
VASSA: ”CHEAP!!! If it wasn’t for Morgan, Roxi was about to finish this match once and for all. Disqualification or not, Roxi has made a statement and proven that she deserves to be in the championship conversation.”
JOHNSON: ”Perry Wallace announced the contender earlier tonight but no one has kept Phoenix on the edge of his seat like Roxi has tonight. We’ll be right back folks!”
EXTREME TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
EXTREME TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
SHANE BORDERLAND VS. JAIR HOPKINS VS. THE RED PIONEER ©
JOHNSON: ”Next up, our main event and it’s going to be a good one.”
VASSA: ”Every main event that 4CW has held or ever will hold is a good one. Geeze…”
JOHNSON: ”You know what I meant. Tonight we have the Extreme Television championship on the line in an extreme triple threat match.”
VASSA: ”Shane Borderland and Jair Hopkins were both impressive two weeks ago and will challenge for the Extreme Television championship tonight.”
JOHNSON: ”The Red Pioneer hasn’t let up since winning the strap at 4CW 008. Heck, he hasn’t let up since stepping foot on 4CW soil.”
VASSA: ”I just hope everyone is ready to see one hell of a match!”
JOHNSON: ”We are, Vinny, we are.”
POWERS: ”Our next match is scheduled for one fall in an extreme triple threat match for the 4CW Extreme Television championship. Our first competitor comes to the ring from San Diego, California. He weighs in at two hundred forty three pounds and stands six feet, four inches tall. He is the Bad Boy, SHANE BBOORRDDEERRLLAANNDD!!!”
JOHNSON: ”Shane Borderland looks ready for this match, this time to dethrone the reigning Extreme Television champion.”
VASSA: ”He better be because this isn’t going to be an easy match by any means.”
POWERS: ”From the “Concrete Jungle” in Brooklyn, New York, he weighs in at two hundred, eights pounds and stands five feet, eight inches. He is one half of “The Dying Breed”, JAIR HHOOPPKKIINNSS!!!”
VASSA: ”I keep hearing about this so called, “Dying Breed”. What exactly is this?”
JOHNSON: ”Apparently it is an older faction from a different promotion. The relevance it has here, is beyond me.”
VASSA: ”I want to learn more about this Dying Breed. I wish the other so called, “half”, would make his presence felt here.”
POWERS: ”And our Extreme Television champion, coming to the ring out of Prospect, Connecticut. He weighs in at two hundred, seven pounds and stands five feet, eleven inches. Introducing… The Harbinger of Serenity, THE RED PPIIOONNEEEERR!!!”
JOHNSON: ”There he is, the 4CW Extreme Television champion!”
VASSA: ”The crowd is going crazy right now. They always erupt when he makes his entrance to the ring. The fans love him!”
JOHNSON: ”They should, he pours his soul out for us each and every show defending that championship. Blood, sweat, tears… it doesn’t matter. The Red Pioneer is the type of champion that everyone enjoys watching perform in the ring.”
VASSA: ”I personally look forward to these main event with this championship on the line more than the matches that take place before. I’m sorry but it’s the truth.”
JOHNSON: ”That’s your personal opinion and you’re entitled to it. I enjoy this entire show, as a whole, from the opening match all the way to the main event. 4CW is stacked with talent!”
VASSA: ”I didn’t say that is wasn’t. I’m just…”
JOHNSON: ”Enough with what you think, it’s time to get this match started. Larry Collins will be calling this match and it appears that he’s just about ready to kick things off.”
“4CW… 4CW… 4CW… 4CW… 4CW…”
The ref then hands the title to a member of the ringside crew on the outside and they bring it to the announcers booth. The three look at each other in the ring as the ref stands in the center and signals for the bell.
DING!!! DING!!!
VASSA: ”Here we go!!!”
“ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…”
Pioneer then wraps his arms around Borderlands waist and pulls him back, driving him into the mat with a German suplex. With Shane down, Pioneer quickly gets up and stomps on his fallen body. Hands, feet, head, no body part is safe as Pioneer continues to stomp anything in sight. As he continues to stomp on Borderland, Hopkins pulls himself up using the ropes as leverage. Hopkins then sneaks up behind Pioneer and drops him to the mat with a reverse neckbreaker.
VASSA: ”With three people in the ring at once, you can’t focus on just one person for too long!”
JOHNSON: ”You can say that again, Vinny.”
VASSA: ”With three people in the ring…”
JOHNSON: ”That was just a figure of speech, Vin.”
JOHNSON: ”I can already tell that this is going to be a brutal match!”
VASSA: ”The Red Pioneer has faced a few challenges but I don’t think any of them stand up to the challenge that Jair Hopkins and Shane Borderland present together!”
VASSA: ”That’s one to the outside! I hope this action finds itself directly in front of the booth, right here!”
JOHNSON: ”As long as they take your headset again and not mine, I’m cool!”
VASSA: ”I would be more than happy to lend my headset out if it will get used to strangle someone at ringside. Bet on that!”
JOHNSON: ”Although this is an extreme rules match, submission will earn a victory.”
VASSA: ”DUH!!!”
CRACK!!!
Out of nowhere, Borderland connects a chair shot to Pioneer’s head, forcing him to release the hold and fall to his back.
VASSA: ”DAMN!!!”
“4CW… 4CW… 4CW… 4CW… 4CW…”
Pioneer rolls over and Borderland draws the chair back once more and connects with another shot to his skull.
CRACK!!!
Borderland then turns his attention to Hopkins to crawls away. Borderland moves in as Hopkins turns over to look up. Borderland then draws the chair back over his head and swings down…
POP!!!
Hopkins manages to kick his feet up and drive the chair into Shane’s face. Borderland falls back a few steps as the chair falls to the canvas.
JOHNSON: ”That was a close one but Jair Hopkins managed to turn Shane’s assault against him.”
VASSA: ”Shane’s still up!”
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TWO
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Pioneer manages to get back to his feet and breaks the pin. He pulls Hopkins to his feet and attacks with knife edge chops before knocking him to the mat with a short arm lariat. Pioneer then runs to the corner and ascends the turnbuckle. Once at the top, he leaps into the air and comes down on Hopkins with a double knee plant to the chest. In a fluid motion, Pioneer rolls to his feet and runs to the opposite ropes. He bounces off of them and comes back to connect with a flipping leg drop across Shane’s throat.
VASSA: ”He makes that look so easy!”
JOHNSON: ”Yes he does, Vinny, yes he does.”
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TWO
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KICKOUT!!!
At the last second, Shane kicks out. Pioneer goes to get up only to get attacked from behind with a double axe handle to the back. Hopkins manages to get in a sneak attack and puts Pioneer back to the canvas, face first. He then runs to the ropes, bounces back, and lands corkscrew moonsault on Pioneer’s back. Hopkins quickly stands to his feet only to have his left leg pulled out from under him by Shane. Hopkins trips to the canvas as Borderland gets up in a rage. Borderland stomps on Hopkins knees a few times and then pulls him to his feet by the hair on his head. Shane lifts Jair into the air and drops him across his knee with a backbreaker that nearly bends him in half. Borderland then turns to Pioneer who is still down but slowly coming to. Borderland picks him up to his feet and knees him in the stomach. Pioneer lunges over from the blow and then Shane pulls his head in between his legs and lifts him into the air. Shane holds Pioneer upside down for a moment before jumping and planting Pioneer’s head into the mat with a piledriver.
VASSA: ”Shane Borderland is making it hurt for both of these guys tonight.”
JOHNSON: ”He has to! The Extreme Television division is one hell of a division. It takes its toll on competitors with ease. If you’re going to get ahead in this game, you have to make it hurt for your opponent and that’s exactly what Shane is doing!”
VASSA: ”Shouldn’t he capitalize and go for a pinfall here?”
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TWO
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KICKOUT!!!
VASSA: ”We almost had a new Extreme Television champion!”
JOHNSON: ”What are we playing, horseshoes? Almost isn’t going to cut it with this strap on the line. If you’re going to win one of these brutal matches, you must be on top of your game.”
VASSA: ”I hate when you correct me!”
JOHNSON: ”As I said earlier, you have to keep an eye on everyone at the same time!”
VASSA: ”Get over yourself, Steve. He turned his back to Pioneer for a brief moment…”
JOHNSON: ”That’s all it takes!”
CRACK!!!
“4CW… 4CW… 4CW… 4CW… 4CW…”
Pioneer falls over to his side as Hopkins rolls off of him and crashes into the barricade.
VASSA: ”HOLY HELL!!! DID YOU SEE THAT?!?!”
JOHNSON: ”Talk about a splitting headache.”
VASSA: ”Too bad we aren’t in Colorado this week. The fans could just pass him a remedy of their own if we were.”
JOHNSON: ”And you don’t smell it in the air here?”
VASSA: ”No, I always smell like this!”
Out of nowhere, Borderland comes up from behind Hopkins and throws a forearm across his chest. He then pulls Hopkins to his feet with his back to him, still facing the ring. Shane then drops him with a reverse neckbreaker, head first to the top of the barricade. Shane falls to the floor but Hopkins head just stops and rests on top of the barricade. Pioneer then leaps in the air and spins, coming down on Hopkins head with a corkscrew barricade leg drop.
VASSA: ”HOLY SHIT!!!”
JOHNSON: ”The crowd is going insane! They could have just broken Hopkins neck with those back to back brutal moves.”
VASSA: ”That’s what this division is all about!”
CRACK!!!
Borderland falls to the ground as Pioneer slowly crawls on top of Hopkins for the cover.
JOHNSON: ”That’s Eric Lee! What is he doing out here!?!?”
VASSA: ”It looks like he’s having a little batting practice session to be honest.”
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TWO
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THREE!!!
JOHNSON: ”THE RED PIONEER HAS RETAINED THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!”
VASSA: ”The Red Pioneer is still the Extreme Television champion with a little help from Eric Lee.”
JOHNSON: ”What the heck?”
POWERS: ”You winner and still 4CW Extreme Television champion… THE RED PPIIOONNEEEERR!!!”
VASSA: ”I don’t think he’s here to help. I think Eric Lee wants a piece of the champ. He wants a shot at that strap!”
JOHNSON: ”This division never rests and Eric Lee has made his presence felt in the extreme television scene.”
VASSA: ”This has been one hell of a match. One hell of a night!”
JUOHNSON: ”That’s all the time we have for the night folks. It appears that Eric Lee is leaving the scene. If anything happens after we go off the air, we will be sure to broadcast on our official website.”
VASSA: ”Trust me, if anything happens, I’ll be sure to post it on YouTube straight from my cellphone.”
JOHNSON: ”That’s all the time we have for the night ladies and gents. I’m Steve Johnson…”
VASSA: ”And I’m Vinny Vassa!”
JOHNSON: ”Be sure to tune in two weeks from tonight as we’ll be at the KIMO Theatre in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Happy Memorial Day everyone!”
VASSA: ”GOODNIGHT!!!”
