It's Thanksgiving.  But what are the wrestlers of the SMWA supposed to give Thanks for?

Should Kodiak Marmoset thank Clone for the madness into which he has descended?

Naga Yajito could have been thankful for a night off.  Now, he must face a mysterious man of the light.

Who will bless the match between Major Force and Th e Doomsday Hunters?

King Rasta has already rejected the givings of Shadow Maxx.

Should the Raiders and Sky Entertainment be thankful that, after tonight, their long war may be over?

Zangief won't be spending Thanksgiving with his family.  Should Biff Slamkovich be thankful that they are both fighting each other?  Should Chad Hillsman be thankful he is alive?

And Mike Haggar.  Alienated by his best friend.  His daughter is left heartbroken and dejected.  And he must once and for all eliminate the threat of a man who may not only be better than him.  He might just be Simply the Best.

Happy Thanksgiving?  Not tonight...Not Tonight

The Slam Masters Wrestling association presents...

Thanksgiving Thunder

11/26/1998
Live from the Fleet Center in Boston

 

    A sold out Boston crowd erupts as the Fleet Center explodes into a pyrotechnic fury.  Tens of thousands of men, women and children have taken time out of their holiday schedules and have decided to spend the holidays here.  But as these families and friends watch on, the SMWA will be going to war.  Families have been divided.  Friendships have been compromised.  The atmosphere is tense.
    Will Kodiak Marmoset finally be able to put Clone behind him tonight?  Or will it be just another frustrating night at the arena?  And will his friendship with Johnny Proton survive the evening if Kodiak does lose?
    Will tonight be the night that King Rasta finally forgives Shadow Maxx?  Or are we in for the biggest three man war we've ever seen?
    And speaking of war, who will win the war between Major Force and the Doomsday Hunters?  Has Saul Masters finally found his dominant stable?  Or will Major Force fall like so many others under the weight of Extinct and his troops?
    Who on earth is this Light Man?
    Tim Redbury vs Ron Grayson, Steelworks vs Highland Hell, all leading up to the first ever Rolling Thunder Match, as sixteen men battle throughout the arena and the war between Sky Entertainment Ltd. and The Raiders draws to a close.
    Now that Chad Hillsman and Zangief can fight, what on God's earth are they going to do to one another?
    And can Mike Haggar finally defeat Rick Clark, proving that he is better than the best?

    We're about to find out.

    Neither man has had a whole lot of time to prepare for this encounter, it being signed on Monday and all.  But West Bronco and Cody Simmons were able to establish pretty quickly that they didn't care much for one another.  It's Cody's shot at SMWA Gold, while West Bronco would like this to be another stop on what he hopes to be a long title reign.
    However, it looked like this match would have a little more controversy around it than we thought.
    Our referee?  "Jumbo" Jack Flap.
    Jumbo had already been accused of being biased against Simply the Best on Monday's Massacre.  After Monday's events, this does certainly appear to be a grey area.  Jerry Kent lost a match when Jumbo "missed" Shadow Maxx interfering, and Cody's first shot at TV Gold was stopped short when Jumbo disqualified him for Kent's interference while letting a chair shot from Rasta go.
    It should also be noted that Jumbo and Bronco were former tag team partners in the Cross Border Cowboys.  It was Bronco that turned on Jumbo, leaving him laying as a result of an attack by the Doomsday Hunters.
    Jerry Kent was already screaming in protest at ringside.
    Jumbo as the referee.  This would be interesting.

    Both men were cautious at the beginning of this bout.  Bronco's a stronger puncher than Cody, put Cody is a lot faster and more precise with his shots.  It was a matter of Cody avoiding Bronco and Bronco making sure he hit.  Bronco made the first move, lunging at Cody.  Cody calmly side stepped and started peppering Bronco with a variety of punches.  Working the body, Cody pushed Bronco back into the corner.  The referee called for the break.  Bronco again went at Cody, and Cody again schooled Bronco in the fine art of boxing.  A change of strategy was needed.
    Bronco again was put against the ropes.  Cody broke again and then turned to play with the crowd.  Bronco saw his shot.  As Cody turned around, he found a size fourteen boot right in his face.  Staggering back to his feet, Cody was again floored by a lariat.  A belly-to-belly suplex later, Cody scurried outside to talk to Jerry Kent.
    Jumbo started the count.  Kent immediately protested that Jumbo was counting too fast.  The strategy session was brief, and Cody quickly found himself back in the ring.  And back in trouble.
    Bronco effectively used his sixty pound weight advantage to lean on Cody.  He worked him with a few body shots and mixed in some wrestling.  A reverse neckbreaker.  A back suplex.  Cody was getting tossed like a rag doll.  Bronco again backed up for a lariat, but Cody ducked and, in one solid motion, hit a roundhouse kick to the back of Bronco's head.
    Advantage - CODY!
    Cody continued his brawling offence.  He mixed up combos of punches, kicks and kneelifts, keeping Bronco off balance.  He backed West into the corner and rocked him with a vicious uppercut.  Bronco dropped down to one knee and Cody hit him with a dropkick to the face.  The back of Bronco's head hit the middle turnbuckle with incredible force as his knee folded underneath him.
    Cody isn't the world's greatest wrestler, but he can sure use that ring to his advantage.
    The offence continued.  Cody took Bronco out of the corner and dropped him with a dropkick from behind.  He then locked on an armbar submission, looking to wear the Arizona Cowboy down.
    Bronco writhed in pain on the mat.  Cody had the move locked in well.  Finally, struggling with all his might, Bronco made it to the ropes.  Cody continued to work Bronco over.  He had him against the ropes and was peppering him with shots.  Jumbo ordered the break, but Cody wouldn't stop punching.
    Finally, Jumbo grabbed Cody and shoved him away.  "Get him off the ropes".  Cody told Jumbo to go f*ck himself and then went back to Bronco.  Bronco was ready.  He went for a lariat, but Cody managed to duck.  Cody then went for a spin kick, but Bronco ducked that.  Cody's foot connected with Jumbo!
    Cody looked over at Jumbo, but then turned back to Bronco.  Bronco went for a hiptoss, but Cody countered it with a modified bulldog.  He went for the cover.
    1...2...3...4...WHERE WAS JUMBO!!!
    Jumbo had been knocked on his butt by Cody's kick.  Finally, he got up and went for the cover.  Cody got a two count.
    Livid, Cody got up and started jawing with Jumbo.  "You kicked me in the face, kid!  What do you want from me?"  Jumbo then told Cody to wrestle.  Cody turned around.
    BRONCO WAS UP!  And he locked a big clawhold right on Cody.  Bronco forced Cody to the mat.  With Simmons shoulders on the mat, Jumbo went for a count.  Cody got the shoulder up at two.  In an inspired move, he hit an uppercut on Bronco while his shoulders were on the mat.  It wasn't the best punch he had ever thrown, but it broke the hold.
    Bronco staggered to the ropes and Cody knocked him over with a lariat.  This match was going outside.
    Cody took Bronco from pillar to post, having him taste steel at several points of the ringside area.  Cody grabbed the ring bell and Jumbo was quickly outside (as quick as Jumbo can be).  He told Cody to drop the bell.  Jerry Kent was advancing on the fallen Bronco, but Jumbo caught him too.  He confronted Kent and told him to back off.  Unfortunately, that provided Cody the opportunity to hit Bronco with the ring bell.  Jumbo turned around when he heard the bell ring.  Cody shrugged his shoulders.  Jumbo ordered him in the ring or he would disqualify him on the spot.  He rolled Bronco in and then climbed the ropes.  Cody soared off the top with an excellent dropkick and went for the cover.
    He got a two count.
    Cody backed off and let Bronco get to his feet.  He went for a running kneelift.  Bronco dodged and hit Cody with a bridging back suplex.  Jumbo went down.
    1..
        2...
        NO!  Cody kicked out.  He thumbed Bronco in the eye and then whipped him into the ropes.  Bronco came off with a swinging neckbreaker.  Both men were on the mat.  Jumbo counted.  Both men got up at eight.
    At this point, the match turned into a flurry of dodges and reversals.  Cody went for a roundhouse right, but Bronco ducked and grabbed Cody in a waistlock.  An elbow broke that hold.  Finally, Cody made some headway.  He hit Bronco with a vicious DDT.  He pulled Bronco's jeans for leverage and went for the pin.
    1...
        2...
        "LET GO OF THE JEANS!!!"  Jumbo stopped counting and told Cody to let up.  Cody did, and he immediately argued with Jumbo.  The two jawed and Cody got right in Jumbo's face.  Jumbo again told Cody to focus on the match.  He did.  He picked Bronco up for a bodyslam.
    Bronco floated over and ended up behind Cody.  Cody turned around and found himself in the clutches of the Tombstone.  Bronco drilled him and went for the pin.  Jumbo counted.
    1...
        2...
        3!!!!
    By the way, Bronco had a big hold of Cody's blue jeans.

West Bronco pinned Cody Simmons with the Tombstone in 0:10:59.
Rating: ** 1/2
(West Bronco retained the SMWA Television Title.)

    Kent was livid.  He jumped into the ring and immediately got into Jumbo's face.  "BRONCO WAS USING THOSE JEANS FOR LEVERAGE!!!"  Jumbo calmly got the belt from the timekeepers table and handed it Bronco.  "The match is over, Kent"
    Jumbo left the ring, leaving Kent and even Bronco confused.  Bronco turned and looked at Kent, gave a little smile and then left the ring.  Cody got up shortly after.
    "Jumbo again?"
    "You got that right, Cody."
    Is Jumbo biased, or just not a great ref?  That's a question that is still unanswered.

    We went into the back where Nick Jones had caught up with SMWA Cruiserweight Champion Kodiak Marmoset.

    JONES:  Kodiak, tonight you have your big match with Clone.  But first, you have to defend this Cruiserweight Title against your friend, Johnny Proton.  Proton tried to back out of this match after you expressed your concerns, but SMWA Commissioner Jack McCullough has ordered this match to happen tonight. Your thoughts?

    KODIAK:  I don't think I'm going to have to worry about Johnny Proton tonight.  You see, Jones, like you said, Johnny and me are friends.  Friends help each other out.  I'm sure Johnny will graciously step aside and let me rest up so, later tonight, I can kick Clone's stupid copycat ass!  Sorry folks, you're not going to see a Cruiserweight Title match tonight.

    And with that, Kodiak was on his way to the ring.  We were supposed to have a Cruiserweight Title match next, but the way Kodiak was talking, that's not going to happen.

   Kodiak Marmoset was the first man to the ring.  He seemed pretty confident that he wouldn't have to wrestle this match.  So confident that he grabbed the microphone.

    KODIAK:  Folks, I know a Cruiserweight Title Match has been advertised for tonight.  However, I have bigger things to worry about.  I've got a big match with Clone tonight, but I'm still expect to defend this title.  Well, fortunately, even though Jack McCullough and all of you fans are against me, I still have one friend.  That's Johnny Proton.  He realizes the importance of my match with Clone.  There's no way my pal is going to fight me tonight.

    At that point, Johnny Proton's music blared through the arena.  The crowd erupted as Proton made it down the aisle.
    He was in his wrestling attire.

    Kodiak seethed in the ring.  Proton stepped through the ropes.  Hope he was packed, because Kodiak was about to take him on a guilt trip.

    KODIAK:  Oh, come on!  Johnny, what are you doing to me?  You're going to let McCullough push you around like that?  You're going to fight me?  Your friend?  Buddy, come on!  You know I've got Clone later tonight!  How can you do this?

    Proton asked for the mic.  Kodiak handed it over.

    PROTON:  Kodiak, we're pals, okay.  Don't think that, just because I'm doing this, we're not friends anymore.  But McCullough said we have to fight.  He's our boss.  Neither of us would be here on pay-per-view if it weren't for him.  I'm your friend, guy, but we've got to wrestle, okay?  I want the Cruiserweight Title.

    The crowd cheered as Proton handed the mic back to Kodiak, who wasn't done.

    KODIAK:  Listen to you!  McCullough this, McCullough that!  You don't owe him that much!  You don't owe him our friendship. You're letting him bully you around.  Of course, you can have the mic back.

    PROTON:  Kodiak, if anybody's bullying anybody here, it's not McCullough.  Please, I don't need this guilt trip, okay?  I'm throwing this mic outside the ring and we're going to wrestle, okay?  That's all.

    Proton threw the mic outside.  Kodiak gave him a glare that could melt steel.  This match was happening whether he liked it or not.

    The bell rang.  Proton went in for a collar and elbow tie up.  Kodiak slapped him in the face and then shoved him to the ground.  He obviously wasn't too pleased with his "friend".
    Proton got up and shrugged his shoulders, as if to say "Come on, Kodiak.  It doesn't have to be like this."  Right after the shrug, Kodiak shoved Proton again.  Apparently, it did have to be this way.  Proton again tried to wrestled, but Kodiak booted him hard in the stomach.  The pummelling then commenced!
    Kodiak punched Proton in the side of the head.  He kicked him in the ribs repeatedly.  He clawed at his eyes, tore at his nose.  Kodiak was damn pissed off, and it looked like he was going to make Proton suffer for as long as he could.  A big power bomb put Kodiak down on the mat in considerable pain.  Kodiak then locked in the Ziplock and, after a few seconds of that, turned Proton over into the Texas Cloverleaf.
    Proton had taken a massive beating for the whole match, and it didn't look like he was going to withstand the Cloverleaf.  Struggling, Proton made it to the ropes, forcing Kodiak to reluctantly release the hold.  Kodiak quickly flung Proton outside and then dove off the apron, connecting with a flying shoulderblock.  Proton was just about done.
    Kodiak looked to complete the squash, rolling Proton back into the ring.  He slammed him down and then climbed the ropes to deliver a moonsault.
    Proton got his knees up, and the tide turned.
    Johnny did everything he could to keep Kodiak off balance.  He hit him with a flurry of dropkicks and a Frankensteiner.  He gave Kodiak a taste of pain with a Ziplock of his own.  A vicious flying forearm, a hard flying elbowdrop.  Proton was starting to take control of the match and Kodiak seemed powerless to stop it.  However, Proton went to the well once too often with his high flying moves.  Kodiak caught him on the top ropes and, with a mighty effort, tossed him off the top turnbuckle with a belly-to-belly suplex.  A cradle suplex then gave Kodiak a two count.
    Kodiak signalled to the crowd that he wanted to end it.  He signalled for the Finisher!  Proton struggled up to his feet as Kodiak rared back.  The big superkick connected and Proton went down.  Kodiak went for the cover.
    1...
        2...
            ROPES!!!  Johnny's foot was under the ropes.  Kodiak was pissed.  He picked Proton off of the ground and then dropped him in a spinning power bomb.
    1..
        2..
        NO!!! Kickout!
        Kodiak then hit another power bomb and went for another cover.  The results were the same.  Frustrated, Kodiak tossed Proton from the ring like a piece of garbage.  The referee started to count.
    1...2....3...Proton wasn't moving....4...5...6...Proton started to stir....7...8...9...Proton used every last ounce of energy he had to throw himself back into the ring.  Kodiak continued his merciless assault.  He jumped up and tried to plant Proton with a Frankensteiner.
    Proton countered.  He dropped Kodiak with a power bomb and then climbed to the top ropes, delivering a reverse flying elbowdrop.  The move got him a two count.  He then whipped Kodiak into the ropes and attempted a hiptoss.  Kodiak floored him with a lariat, ending that exchange.
    Kodiak used almost every move in his arsenal to put Proton away.  A standing moonsault, an octopus hold, a vicious lariat.  Proton just would not stay down.  A springboard rana, a vicious spinebuster.  Proton would not stay down!  Kodiak whipped Proton into the ropes and swung a lariat.
    Proton ducked and, in one fluid motion, wrapped Kodiak up in a backslide.
    1..
        2...
        3!!!

Johnny Proton pinned Kodiak Marmoset after a backslide in 0:15:45.
Rating: **** 1/4
(Johnny Proton won the SMWA Cruiserweight Title.)

    WOW!!!  Proton pulled a win out of thin air that match.  He was being absolutely dominated, but he managed to hold on and catch Kodiak off guard just the one time.
    The referee handed Proton his newly won Cruiserweight Belt.  Proton gave the gold a good look before turning to Kodiak.  Kodiak was sitting in the corner, a look of utter disdain on his face.  Proton went over to his friend and offered him his hand in a show of peace.
    "Some friend," Kodiak muttered.  Disgusted, he then left the ring, leaving Proton alone in the ring.
    But Proton wasn't happy.  He didn't want to piss Kodiak off.  All he wanted was the Cruiserweight Title.  He got it.  But it looks like his friendship with Kodiak may be done.
    Poor Proton.  He never wanted to piss anybody off.

    We showed a few clips of the Raider victory over Highland Hell for the SMWA War Titles - a match that also earned Steelworks a Tag Team Title shot at Highland Hell.  That explosive Tag Team Title Match was coming up next...

    The image is still one that haunts Rod Emerson every day.  His close friend and tag team partner, Peter McKee, motionless on the mat.  After three Scottish Slams and a vicious beating, McKee's career was ended.  With his career over, the internationally successful Dream Team dissolved.
    Revenge, however, comes to those who wait.
    Marshall and Emerson won this shot on Monday and, by God, they weren't going down without a big fight.  But Highland Hell was equally determined to hold on to their SMWA Tag Team Titles.  Two teams evenly matched in brawling, strength and technical ability.  This was going to be good.

    Steelworks hit the ring first, followed quickly by Highland Hell.  Emerson and Marshall jumped the Highlanders before they could even come to their feet.  The brawl was on and no referee could contain it.
    Emerson and Wallace spilled to the outside, where the brawl got very ugly.  Emerson took his young foe into the guardrail repeatedly and then whipped him into the ring steps.  Going to our broadcast table, Emerson ripped a television monitor from it's cables and, in a brutal move, threw the device at the head of Angus.  Wallace crumpled to the ground in a heap.
    Inside the ring, Marshall and Hamish were having at it.  Marshall flew off the top ropes with a flying axhandle, flooring Big Hamish.  However, a clothesline missed and Hamish hit Marshall with a big spear tackle.  He then straddled Marshall and began feeding him right hands.  Hamish then took Marshall down with a big double underhook powerbomb.  As Emerson climbed back onto the apron, Hamish got a two count.
    Marshall was whipped into the ropes, but he managed to tag on the fly.  Hamish ran off the ropes with a lariat, but Marshall ducked and Hamish found himself in the grips of an Emerson powerslam.  A quick cover got Emerson a two count.
    Angus was determined not to allow Steelworks to get the advantage.  He charged into the ring and clocked Marshall off the apron with a big boot.  He then nailed Emerson with a lariat, allowing Hamish a chance to tag.
    Highland Hell double teamed Emerson with reckless abandon, ignoring the warnings of the referee.  After all, why would they listen?  A DQ would mean they could keep their belts.  Angus then locked Emerson in a Scottish Breaker and waited to hear him submit.  Marshall made sure that didn't happen, breaking the hold.  Wallace stood up but found himself on the business end of a patented Andrew Marshall reverse clothesline.  Marshall dragged Emerson to the corner and tagged him.
    Marshall entered the ring and took it right to Angus.  But, again, before he could get him in any sort of danger, Hamish entered the ring.  He had something in his hand and he clocked Marshall with it.  He then ran to Emerson and gave him the same treatment.  The ref ushered Hamish back to his corner, Hamish slipping the object into his kilt.  Wallace tossed Marshall outside.  He grabbed his shield, ready to smash Marshall over the head.
    Marshall kicked Angus in the gut and then, with all his might, hit the De-Facer through the French Announce Team's table.  But, again, Hamish was there, picking up Angus' shield and smashing Marshall with it.
    Wallace staggered back into the ring and managed to tag Hamish, who then grabbed Marshall and had his way with him.  A big double underhook DDT was the set-up for the big move.  Hamish put Marshall on the top turnbuckle and hit the SCOTTISH SLAM!  He went for the pin.
    1...
        2...

    EMERSON BREAKS IT!!!  Hamish, undaunted, continued his assault.  But he dropped his head too early on a backdrop attempt and paid for it with a vicious DDT.  Marshall struggled to get to his corner, but he made it.  Emerson was in!
    Emerson went at both Highlanders, flooring them with lariats.  Within seconds, Marshall had joined his tag team partner and was attacking Hamish.  Emerson had his boot firmly on the windpipe of Angus as Marshall charged Hamish.  With one incredible effort, Hamish managed to heave Marshall over his head and send him crashing to the outside.  The referee admonished Hamish for the toss and then checked down on Marshall, who was in obvious pain on the outside.
    The Flying Scotsman was outside also.  He attacked one of our cameramen.  He grabbed the massive camera and leapt onto the ring apron.  He got Emerson's attention and then hit him in the head with the massive piece of equipment.  Emerson went down, bloody and in a daze.  The Scotsman jumped to the floor.
    Hamish picked up Angus and shook the cobwebs off of him.  He then told Angus to go up.  Hamish lifted Emerson up and Hamish came off the second rope with the vicious Scottish Super-Cutter.  The ref made the count.
    1...
        2...
            3!!!!

Highland Hell defeated Steelworks when Hamish pinned Emerson after the Cutter in 0:15:01.
Rating: * 3/4
(Highland Hell retained the SMWA World Tag Team Titles.)

    Highland Hell bent the rules, took advantage of the referee and won thanks to outside interference.  The whole match was dirty.  But you have to admit, it was excellent strategy.  Steelworks was never really in control of this bout.  Highland Hell used the rules to their advantage and, in the end, got the win.
    Medical attendants came to the ring as Marshall was checking on his partner.  Emerson was conscious, but cut very badly.  The EMT's gave him a towel to put on his head and rushed him back to the dressing room.  Chances are, that cut is going to require stitches.
    There may be another day for Steelworks.  But I have a feeling Highland Hell could be in for a long reign as Tag Team Champions!

    Clips were shown of The Actor dressed up like Jessica Haggar on Saturday Night Slam Masters.  Then we went backstage, where Nick Jones was talking to Jack Slade.

    JONES:  Jack, the world just saw the Actor's latest "role", I suppose.  He was playing your ex-girlfriend, Jessica Haggar.  Knowing how tender the situation with you and Mike and Jessica Haggar still is, what kind of plans do you have for the Actor?

    SLADE:  You know, Jones, I wish people would just quit it.  Me and Mike Haggar went our own ways.  We did it peacefully.  Me and Jessica...well, it was something that had to be done.  It's over.  But then some jackass like our B-Movie friend here has to go and try to make an issue out of it again.  Actor, you crossed a line with your cross dressing, pal.  Don't think that I'm not going to collect on your ass tonight.  Come out dressed in pumps tonight, and I'll use them in a way that won't have you sitting down right for weeks.  Crunch time, Sally.  Time to kick your ass!

    After Jack Slade had promised to "size The Actor's pumps", one would think that The Artist Formerly Known As Ron S. Race would think twice about coming out in costume.
    Well, he thought half.
    He wasn't dressed up like JESSICA Haggar.  No, the green pants with the red stripe, the brown boots, a fake mustache and that one single strap...that wasn't Jessica Haggar.
    That was MIKE HAGGAR!  It didn't look like Slade would find this new look of the Actor an improvement.
    When Slade rushed to the ring and tackled "Mike Actgar", it was pretty obvious that Actor had made yet another mistake.
    Slade was all over The Actor from the opening bell.  Actor quickly removed himself from the ring and stalled outside.  It was a tactic he would repeat several times, trying to calm the rage of the dangerous Slade.  Slade eventually got tired of it and soared over the ropes at Actor with a plancha.  Slade pounded away at the Actor, rolling him back into the ring.  A vicious piledriver added to the pounding.  Slade then started kicking Actor in the ribs.  Eventually, the ref pulled Slade off.  The Actor staggered to his feet, only to be floored by Slade's patented Concussion Bomb bulldog!  Slade went for the cover.  He got a two count.
    Slade went up top, but was caught.  The Actor punched Slade in the stomach and Slade fell on top of the turnbuckles.  The Actor climbed up with him and took him off the buckles with a Frankensteiner.  The tide had shifted.
    The Actor kept up the offence, showing us why he was one of the top contenders in the Cruiserweight ranks for so long.  A bulldog planted Slade into the mat, and then the Actor hit a beautiful inverted atomic drop into a belly-to-belly suplex.  Looking for the kill, The Actor signalled the Take Four.  He almost had the move locked on, but Slade managed to kick Actor off and into the turnbuckle.  He charged in after him, but Actor moved.  He backed off, ready to deliver a big splash.
    Slade kicked Actor in the stomach and then took his head into the turnbuckles with a legsweep faceslam!  Slade had momentum.  He hit the Actor with a power bomb and then climbed the buckles again.  This time, the Actor couldn't stop him from flying off with a beautiful cross body.
    However, a dropkick to the stomach stopped Slade in mid-air.  Actor then climbed up top himself and tried for a flying Frankensteiner.
    Slade stepped back and caught Actor's legs.  In one solid motion, he turned him over and locked him in the Cruncher Crab.  Actor tried to get free, but it was a short struggle.  He gave in to the pain very quickly.

Jack Slade made The Actor submit to the Cruncher Crab in 7:30.
Rating: *** 3/4

    Well, Jack Slade had just beaten Mike Haggar's...cruiserweight equivalent (?), but he wasn't done there.  He jumped on the Actor and pulled off the fake mustache.  He took the single strap off and ripped off his boots.  In the final indignity, Slade took off the Actor's green pants with the red stripe.  The Actor stood in the ring wearing nothing but a jockstrap and a smile - and the smile wasn't on his face.
    Embarrassed, The Actor ran quickly back to the dressing room, covering up his backside as he made his escape.
    Maybe there are places you just shouldn't go.

    To further confuse everybody watching the pay-per-view, we showed some clips of the bizarre clips of Teioh and this "Light Man".  Naga Yajito kicking him in the head...no, THROUGH the head.  The bizarre challenge issued this Monday.  Various appearances and disappearances.  And the frantic cries of Zists, yelling "Gran Hikari, Gran Hikari!!!"
    Hopefully, our next match would provide some answers.

    How on earth is this one going to work?  We have a man possessed by the "Lord of the Darkness" fighting against a man seemingly composed of light!  We don't even know if a match is actually going to happen here!  What could you say that would make any sense in a situation like this?
    Nothing.  All we could do was sit back, watch and hope something would explain itself.

    Naga Yajito came to the ring first, accompanied solely by Zists.  Teioh was nowhere to be seen.  Had the Light Man already gotten to him?  Or was Teioh merely in hiding?  Again, more speculations fuelled by questions that only one man can answer.
    A man made completely of light.  And how does that help anything?
    The arena was typically dark for Naga's entrance.  We could only make out the faint silhouette of Zists, Naga and the Shadow Staff.  The darkness kept constant as Naga and Zists entered the ring.  Naga bowed, and the ceremonial drumbeat stopped.  The flutes were silent.  The music was cut.
    What was going to happen next?
    From nowhere, three massive spheres of light appeared at three different points of the arena.  Fans were screaming.  They had no idea of what was happening.  The darkness had been pierced...but by what?
    The spheres began to join each other until they formed a shaped that looked like a trident of some sort.  The trident hovered above the ring.  Zists and Naga looked up, concern visibly etched on Zist's face.  Naga was showing no emotion, and with the light blazing above the ring, we could tell why.
    Zists had placed something over Naga's eyes.  He didn't want him to see this light.
    Suddenly, the trident sent a, a beam of some sort towards the entrance.  The beam converged into a smaller trident, being suspended in mid air.  The trident glowed and glowed until it took solid form.  And from the trident grew a line, what appeared to be a staff.  The trident and staff glowed and, slowly, filled out a silhouette of what appeared to be a human being.  The glow was getting fainter as the figure became more illuminated, more whole...
    A blinding convergence of light occurred, and we could finally see him.  We could finally see the Light Man.  Holding the staff that Zists had called the Kongo, this bizarre light entity made his way down to the ring.  We could barely see him, but Naga was still "blindfolded".
    The light man reached the ring apron and didn't climb into the ring.  He HOVERED IN!!!  And he didn't step through the ropes.  He PASSED through.
    Nobody in the crowd had any idea what on earth was going on.  Maybe "what on earth" is a completely incorrect statement.  This was like nothing that has ever been seen in wrestling before.  This beautiful, blinding light.  Why was it here?  Who was this Light Man?
    The Light Man crossed his arms in front of him, placing the trident directly down the centre of his body.  Slowly, the light began to filter from what appeared to be a small trident mark in the head of the Light Man into the trident.  The light in the arena became dimmer and, eventually, all we saw was the glowing of the Kongo staff.
    And then that light went out.
    The lights in the arena suddenly returned to full power.  The Light Man was holding the Kongo staff above his head, as if he had summoned the lights.
    Now we could see who he was!  We saw the identity of the Light Man!
    Announcer John Lee was screaming at ringside.  "Gran Hikari, Light Man, whatever you want to call him, that man is THE GREAT ONI!!!!  THE GREAT ONI HAS RETURNED TO THE SMWA!!!  MY GOD HAS HE RETURNED!!!"
    It was Oni alright.  The man Teioh had vanquished months ago was back.  And he was ready for revenge.
    In one motion, Oni tossed the Kongo staff into the air and it filtered out of existence.  Oni then looked at Naga Yajito and Zists.  Naga had his blindfold removed and looked at Oni in sheer amazement.  In another life, in another time, these two had warred in the SMWA.  But that was a different Naga.
    And as the glowing trident on his forehead indicated, this was no longer The Great Oni, the Great Demon.  This was Oni, The Great Light!  Gran Hikari!  Wow!

    The bell rang, but Naga still stood in the ring, looking at Oni in sheer amazement.  Naga quickly left the ring to confer with Zists.  Oni patiently stood in the ring as Naga waited outside.  Even the referee seemed confused and didn't start his ten count until Naga was outside the ring for at least a minute and a half.  Finally, Naga got into the ring.  The match was underway.
    Naga charged at Oni with a Yakuza kick, but Oni merely stepped to one side.  Naga chopped, punched and kicked, but Oni dodged every blow.  Finally, Oni struck with a series of vicious chops.  A spinning leg lariat, a flying dropkick, a Cyclone kick.  Oni was dominating Yajito.  We hadn't seen a martial arts attack like this since....
    Well, since the last time Oni and Teioh had met.
    Oni turned back to his wrestling skills and hit Naga with a power bomb.  Naga rolled outside but Oni was after him at, well, at light speed.  Sorry, but there's no other way to call how quick Oni was moving.
    The brawl outside didn't go much better for Naga.  Oni kept up his assault on Yajito until he felt a stinging pain in his right knee.  Zists had jammed the Shadow Staff into Oni's knee.  Naga took advantage and clocked Oni with a big kick to the back of the head.  Oni staggered forward and Naga rolled him into the ring.
    Yajito followed the lead of Zists and worked on Oni's knee with a variety of leglocks and vicious kicks.  Naga was going to have Oni looking at the lights, not controlling them.  Naga hit Oni with a Tiger Driver in an attempt to keep him down, and then he continued his work on Oni's knee.
    When Naga whipped Oni into the ropes, Oni didn't have any sort of limp.  As he started his handspring motion, it was obvious his knee was fine.  A bodyblock took Naga down.  Yajito again went outside for a breather, but Oni didn't pause.  He dove out and hit Naga with a tope.  The brawl continued outside.  Naga got lucky and ducked an Oni roundhouse, countering with a belly-to-back suplex on the floor that seemed to take its toll on Oni.  But as the action went back inside, it was obvious that Naga's attacks weren't having the desired effect.
    Oni wouldn't let up.  Naga tried to brawl, but Oni was always one step ahead.  Using his wrestling skills again, Oni connected with a Russian legsweep, a German suplex, a Northern Lights suplex.  When Naga wasn't getting kicked to pieces, he was getting tossed like a leaf in a hurricane.
    Finally, Zists got tired of this.  He leapt onto the ring apron, distracting the referee.  But Naga was in no position to take advantage of it.  Oni was.
    As quickly as it had faded away, the Kongo Staff appeared again.  Holding it in front of him, Oni projected...something onto Naga.  A beam of light of some sort.  Naga crumpled to the mat in a heap, as if the life had just been sucked right out of him.  The Kongo staff disappeared once more and Oni called the referee.
    Oni placed a foot on Naga's motionless body.  The rest was elementary.

Oni pinned Naga Yajito by hitting him with a beam of light in 14:07.
Rating: ****

  Zists stormed the ring and went to the fallen Naga.  He looked down at his charge and then started waving the Shadow Staff once more.  Oni was ready for whatever Zists was doing.  The Kongo Staff again appeared and Oni pointed its trident right at Zists.
    The lights in the arena went out once again.  All we saw was the scene in the ring, where Oni was still pointing the trident at Zists, Naga was still down and Zists was still waving the Shadow Staff.  But he wasn't waving the staff.
    He was summoning!  SUMMONING TEIOH!!!
    Teioh stood in the ring, right over Naga.  Oni's Kongo Staff was inches from Teioh's face.  There was a brief staredown when, in a hazy blur, Teioh and his crew had disappeared.  Oni was then consumed in another burst of light.
    The arena lights came back on and the ring was empty.
    What the HELL just happened???  Oni is back, but has he disappeared again?  What happened to Teioh?  What did Oni do to Naga Yajito?
    This is absolute insanity.  Hopefully, one of these men will explain what happened in that ring tonight.
    Then again, we thought tonight would provide the explanations.  Instead, we were left with even more baffling questions.
    For some reason, I think this war could get a lot more bizarre and MUCH more deadly.

    Putting things back on an earthly plane, we saw a clip of Clone's first win over Kodiak Marmoset.  Then we saw a clip of his tag team victory over Kodiak.  Then we saw Clone pinning Kodiak again.  And once more, from the SMWA International tape in Helsinki.
    The point?  Clone had beaten Kodiak time and time again.  Tonight, Kodiak, who had already wrestled Johnny Proton, would try to end the streak.  No countount, no DQ.
    Watch out, Clone.

    Clone came out to the ring alone this time.  Perhaps the Actor was too embarrassed to show his face.  I don't know why, he had already shown the audience almost everything else he could.  Regardless, Clone entered the ring and awaited a very angry man.
    Kodiak Marmoset came out to a smattering of boos.  I swear, every time this man comes out, he becomes less popular.  Tonight was no exception.  But Kodiak did not care.  All he cared about was destroying Clone.  It was a goal he hoped to accomplish in very short order.
    Kodiak stormed the ring and the match was underway.  Clone, knowing exactly what he was up against, ran.  He wasn't going to let Kodiak get to him when he was that mad.  But he couldn't run forever.  Kodiak caught him and proceeded to beat Clone into oblivion.
    The match spilled in and out of the ring.  With no countouts, no disqualifications, nothing was out of bounds.  Kodiak found an electrical cord and started whipping Clone with it before he wrapped it around his throat.  It looked like Kodiak wasn't going to let go of the cord, but he managed to show the restraint that other wrestlers would not be able to by letting go.
    Not that DDTing Clone on the floor constitutes restraint.  Neither did jumping off of the top turnbuckle to the outside with a flying cross body block.  Or a spinebuster slam on the ring steps.  Or a Cradle suplex off of a table.
    Kodiak had lost it.  He took Clone's head to the ringpost twice and then tossed him into the ring.  Clone was hurt.
    But he wasn't dead.  As Kodiak stepped through the ropes, Clone levelled him with a Yakuza kick.  He kept up the offence, knowing that he couldn't endure another attack from Kodiak like the one he had endured before.  A power bomb was followed by a spinning lariat a la Mike Haggar.  Kodiak wasn't staying down, though, and he hit Clone with a jumping clothesline to regain the momentum in the match.
    Kodiak went on like he hadn't missed a beat.  A flying guillotine, a belly to belly suplex, Kodiak was going.  However, a spinning power bomb was countered when Clone managed to get behind Kodiak and deliver a big back suplex.  Kodiak was then squashed by a leg drop, and Clone went outside.
    He took a table from underneath the ring and set it up in mid ring.  Kodiak got up but was tripped up with a Toka slam.  Clone put Kodiak on the top rope and, in a vicious motion, put Kodiak through the table with a belly-to-back superplex!
    Both men lay motionless on the mat.  The ref couldn't do anything until both men got up.  At that point, each man abandoned their wrestling knowledge.  It became a fight.  Clone and Kodiak traded punch for punch until Kodiak took the advantage, kicking a field goal right in between Clone's legs.  Clone crumpled to the mat and Kodiak signalled the Finisher.  Clone stood up and then hit the mat once more as Kodiak's big superkick connected.  Finally, the win was near.  He went for the pin.
    1...
        2...
    ROPES!!! MY GOD, THE ROPES!!! NO!!!  Kodiak couldn't believe it.  He grabbed the referee by the collar and began screaming at him.  Kodiak was losing it again...and Clone was getting up!
    The referee untangled himself from Kodiak and Clone connected with his own superkick!  He made the cover!
    1...
        2...
    NO!!!  KODIAK KICKED OUT!!! AMAZING!!!!  Kodiak quickly got back to his feet...but was just as quickly put on the mat with a second FINISHER!!!  Clone went for the pin once more.
    1...
        2....
            3!!! SHOULDER UP!!!  KODIAK GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!! BUT THE REF WAS RINGING THE BELL!!!
    And Kodiak was on his feet, looking none too happy.

No-Countout-No-DQ-Match:
Clone pinned Kodiak Marmoset with the Finisher in 0:09:40.
Rating: *** 3/4

    The revenge of Kodiak was swift!  He clubbed the referee in the back of the head with a clothesline and then hit Clone with the Finisher!!!  Clone went down onto the mat in a daze and Kodiak locked on his patented Texas Cloverleaf!  The match was over, and Kodiak was not letting go.
    A fleet of referees came to the ring, trying to pry Kodiak off of Clone.  But Kodiak wouldn't budge.  Clone was almost out in the middle of the ring.  It looked like Kodiak was trying to pull Clone's legs right out!  No mercy at all.  Kodiak had snapped.
    The crowd burst into cheers as Johnny Proton came down to the ring.  He stood right in front of Kodiak and begged him to let Clone go.
    To everybody's surprise, Kodiak did.
    AND HE ATTACKED PROTON!!!  KODIAK HAD FLOORED PROTON WITH THE FINISHER!!! AND HE WAS LOCKING ON THE CLOVERLEAF!!!  NO!!! NO!!! NO!!!
    Proton was writhing in pain on the mat.  What could he do?  Kodiak had the move locked on and was putting on as much pressure as possible.  It looked grim for the Cruiserweight Champ!
    Then, from the back, a clothed Actor came running out with a steel chair.  Entering the ring so Kodiak wouldn't see him, The Actor blasted Kodiak with a steel chair.  The hold was released.  The Actor grabbed Clone and Proton and, with the referees, quickly ushered them back to the dressing room.  Good thing, because Kodiak was getting up pretty fast from that chair shot.
    Clone and Proton disappeared into the back as Kodiak got up.  He was livid.  He sat there in the middle of the ring and starting screaming.  He went outside the ring and started trashing the timekeepers table.  Colour commentator Tony Boyle told Kodiak to calm down.  Kodiak lunged at Boyle, but was restrained by security.  It took five security personnel, but Kodiak was finally handcuffed and led away from the ring, kicking and cursing all of the way.
    The man just can not beat Clone.  And he can't deal with it like a man.  He keeps throwing tantrums.  The fans cheered as security took Kodiak away.  A stray drink hit Kodiak right in the head, angering him so much that he almost broke free.
    Whatever fans support Kodiak had left has disappeared tonight.

    Escaping from the psychopath, we went backstage to talk with the heads of Sky Entertainment Ltd., Terry Sky and Ron Grayson, who was flanked by a very lovely Monica.  Grayson had a belt around his waist.  Apparently, he had minted his Corporate Title.  Nick Jones was with them, waiting.

    JONES:  Terry Sky, Ron Grayson, tonight is a big night for Sky Entertainment Ltd.  Already, Highland Hell has retained their Tag Team Titles, and in moments, you, Ron Grayson, will be facing Tim Redbury for the North American Title, and then the Rolling Thun...

    GRAYSON: (Interupting) Yes, Nick Jones, that's right.  In just scant moments, our viewing audience will see the match of the night.  And what a night.  Dare I say it, it's the greatest night in the history of our sport!  Because, tonight, not only does Sky Entertainment Ltd. have a chance to destroy the Raiders, but I have a chance to add to my Gold.  Sure, I'm the Corporate Champion, but imagine if...no, when I win that North American Title!  I would be the greatest wrestler in history and would be in a position to lead Sky Entertainment Ltd. into the twenty first century, isn't that right, Monica.

    MONICA: Uh-huh!

    Terry Sky grabbed the mic away from Nick Jones.

    SKY:  First of, Ron, you're not going to be leading anything.  You are the Director of Personnel.  I run the show!  Now, I hope you do beat that ingrate Redbury.  He could have been great, but instead he chose to walk with that bunch of losers, the Raiders.  And some real gold would look great around your waist, as well as for the company...

    GRAYSON: (interrupting again) Real Gold?  What about my Corporate Title?

    SKY:  (not noticing)...but after your match with Redbury, we have the Rolling Thunder match.  THAT is where we can squash the Raiders once and for all.  Don't forget, Ron, that is what we are here for tonight.  Tonight, the Raiders hit rock bottom.

    GRAYSON:  That's right, Terry.  Tonight, the Raiders will hit rock bottom.  And I will be on top, the crown jewel of the corporation, the franchise player.  But, hey, I have no problem playing under you, as long as you recognize my skills, and I know you do.  Tonight, we are going to have a Boston Tea Party with the Raiders and dump their leaky carcasses into Boston Harbour, once and for all.  Isn't that right, Monica.

    MONICA: Uh-huh!  I do like tea.

    Nick Jones tried not to choke himself on Monica's stupidity as he sent us back to the arena for our North American Title.

    Monica's an idiot.  Ron Grayson lacks a certain percentage of...well, let's just say tact.  But he's a great wrestler.  But Titan is Titan.  Not only is he the leader of the Raiders, but he is one of the most dominant wrestlers in the history of the SMWA.
    Classic size versus speed, power versus skill.  "Titan" Tim Redbury vs Ron Grayson.  It would be a prelude to the Rolling Thunder Match later tonight.  But what a prelude.

    Monica and Grayson came to the ring first, Monica flirting with pretty much anybody who was wearing jockey shorts.  Yes, the combo is full of themselves, but maybe they have reason to be.  And if Grayson can beat Titan, he should be full of himself.
    The leader of the Raiders came to the ring next to a thunderous ovation.  Ever since Titan finally broke free of Sky, he has been a crowd favourite.  That kind of pride and honour is universally respected.  Only Grayson seems to have problems with it.

    The match started with a collar and elbow tie up, and Grayson was on the mat.  Titan was too strong.  Grayson went outside and conferred with Monica.  God knows what she could tell him, but she said something that got him in the ring.  A right hand by Titan sent him outside again.
    So went the first four minutes of our match.  Grayson would enter the ring, get tossed around, and then go outside to stall.  The crowd was getting tired of this, and so was Titan.  Redbury went outside and grabbed Grayson by the skull.  He whipped him into the guardrail and then Gorilla Pressed him into the ring.  Grayson's trouble had begun.
    Titan was slow, but merciless.  He floored Grayson with a Russian legsweep and then dropped on him with a splash.  It was almost over right there.  Titan then locked his huge hands around Grayson's throat and hung him over his head.  Grayson was turning blue.  Finally, Titan dropped his foe.  Grayson was having trouble.
    Titan kept up the attack.  He kicked Grayson several times before felling him with a big boot.  Titan then bounced off the ropes when he felt a tugging on his leg and a screeching from outside.
    "Don't hurt Ron!"
    Monica had a hold of Titan's boot.  Redbury looked down and very politely told her "Please don't touch me".  But Monica would not let go.  She did something right, because the distraction allowed Grayson to use a double jump dropkick on Titan, sending him flying over the top rope.  Monica screamed and ran out of the way as the 7'7" mass of humanity barely missed falling on her.  Grayson then climbed to the top ropes and flew outside, hitting Titan with a flying axhandle that sent him into the guardrail chest first.  Grayson had made a chink in Titan's armour.  Now he had to work on it.
    Grayson kept hitting Titan with dropkick after dropkick.  The effect was minimal, but Titan was having trouble fighting them off.  Grayson heaved Titan back inside and then hit him with a slingshot splash.  He barely got a one count.  But Grayson kept up the attack.  If he had one advantage over Titan, it was that he could hit faster and more often.  That would definitely factor into the strategy.  Grayson kept peppering Titan with flying kicks, knee clips and various leg trips.  A standing moonsault almost gave Grayson a two count.  He was making progress.
    Grayson whipped Titan into the corner and flew in with a clothesline.  Titan got his knees up and Grayson hit the mat like a rock.  But he got right back up and dropkicked Titan in the stomach.  Grayson went for a DDT, but Titan wrapped his arms around Grayson's waist and HEAVED him into the air with an awesome belly-to-belly suplex!  Grayson must have caught ten feet of air!
    Titan went over to Grayson and continued his work.  He put Grayson across his knee with a backbreaker and then locked his hands underneath his knee, almost bending Grayson in half.  Titan then shoved Grayson off of his knee and signalled the Claw Slam!
    And MONICA was on the apron again.
    Titan was distracted.  He walked right over to Monica as Grayson was doing something with his boot.  Monica teased the Titan, making some sort of advance.  Grayson was fixing something inside his boot, around the laces.  The ref was concerned with Monica and Tim.  Monica began stroking Titan's arm.  Rebury responded in kind, kissing Monica full on the lips.  Monica reeled back from the sheer force of the kiss.
    Grayson was up.  In one fluid motion, he jumped onto the middle ropes and then planted an enzuigiri into the back of Tim Redbury's head.
    Titan staggered back as if he had been hit by a brick.  Grayson got up and floored Titan with a back suplex which took almost everything out of Grayson.  Slowly, Daredevil climbed the turnbuckles as Titan lay on the mat.  The angle wasn't right and he was in a lot of pain, but it was now or never.
    Grayson jumped off the top turnbuckle with his Shooting Star Legdrop.  Grayson made the cover and the referee counted.
    1...
        2....
            3!!! NEW CHAMPION!!! NEW CHAMPION!!!

Ron Grayson pinned Titan Tim Redbury with the Shooting Star Legdrop in 0:15:56.
Rating: ** 1/4
(Ron Grayson won the SMWA North American Title.)

    Ron Grayson had something in his boot.  That's the only way Titan could have gone down that quickly.  But he wasn't going to wait around for anybody to see what it was.  He grabbed Monica in one arm, his belt in the other, and ran back to the dressing room, holding it above his head once so all could see.
    Titan got up in utter disbelief, clutching the back of his head.  He was dizzy and had considerable difficulty walking.  Whatever Grayson had hit him with, it was hard.
    Hard enough to fell a Titan.
    The Toughman Title, the Tag Team Titles and now the North American Title.  If the Raiders don't beat Sky Entertainment Ltd. tonight, then there may be no stopping them.

    Nick Jones was in the back with an update.

    JONES: Fans, just so you're informed, Kodiak Marmoset has been taken downtown to the police station until he calms down.  No charges have been laid as of yet, and we don't know if there will be any laid at all, but for now, Kodiak is in jail.  It might just be for overnight, but I think we can all breathe easier.
    But when you talk about breathing easier and arrests, how can you not talk about the volatile situation between the Eastern Powers and the All-Americans.  For the first time since Zangief tried to choke Chad Hillsman out, hanging him with a leather strap, those two will be allow to fight each other in the confines of the squared circle.  But the minute the match tonight ends, those two must cease fire.  Which leads to one question:
    How far are Zangief and Chad Hillsman going to go?
    The All-Americans are ready, and so are the Eastern Powers.  The match is next.

    Who's been sucked in to who's war?  Sure, Chad Hillsman allied with Gunloc and poisoned his mind, causing the break-up of the Super Powers.  Then Zangief stood beside Biff Slamkovich to face off against Gunloc and Hillsman, his most hated foe.
    Are we looking at Biff Slamkovich vs Gunloc?  Zangief vs Chad Hillsman?  No.  At this point in the game, the sides have gelled.  Zangief's war has become Biff's war and vice versa.  Gunloc's crusade has become Hillsman's, and Gunloc has joined Hillsman in his.
    Boston has seen it's share of war.  But it may never have seen a war where the sides hate each other so thoroughly, so completely.
    The lines were drawn, the soldiers ready.  The Battle of Boston was about to begin.

    Chad Hillsman and Gunloc came down to the ring first, drinking in the boos.  Maybe Gunloc actually cared a few months ago.  That's not a factor now.  Hillsman never gave a damn.  Anybody who would cheer a foreigner isn't worth his time.  Around Hillsman's neck, we could still see the remnants of Zangief's hanging in the form of a friction burn.
    And out came the foreigners.  Biff Slamkovich and Zangief were cheered, but neither man noticed.  All they saw were two men in star-spangled tights in the ring.  Two men they wanted to destroy.
    All four men stood in the ring at once.  Neither side dared to attack the other until the bell officially rang.  Jack McCullough's promise of a suspension for Zangief and Hillsman if they fought anytime outside of a match was remembered by all.  They waited for the bell.
    The bell rang.
    The war began.
    Zangief and Hillsman tore into each other like two rabid dogs, while Gunloc and Biff quickly spilled to the outside.  There was nothing pretty about Zangief and Hillsman fighting.  They rolled around on the mat, clawing, biting, punching.  They had both lost any semblance of reason and mercy.  They were out to draw blood.
    Outside, Gunloc managed to plant Biff on the floor with a Gut Crush, nearly knocking the wind out of the Ukrainian right away.  Gunloc left Biff laying and joined Hillsman in the ring.  He kicked Zangief off of his partner and the All-American double team commenced.
    Hillsman and Gunloc beat Zangief down with reckless abandon.  They didn't want to leave a single inch of his body unharmed.  They whipped him to the ropes and struck him down with a double clothesline.  They tried it again, but Zangief managed to duck and rebound with a flying double lariat, taking both All-Americans down.  Biff was off the floor and was tagged in.
    Gunloc got hit with a double power bomb.  Hillsman was felled with a double soviet suplex.  Zangief forgot he tagged Biff at first and continued to pound on Hillsman.  Biff told him he'd be back in soon enough.  Zangief grudgingly left the ring.
    As much as Biff and Gunloc wanted their partners to be satisfied, they knew that they had to try to keep Zangief and Hillsman from killing each other.  The Super Powers hate each other, that's to be sure.  But their hatred is nothing like that of Zangief and Hillsman.
    Biff had Chad alone in the ring again.  The was working him fairly well, nailing him with a Tombstone, a Frankensteiner and two Soviet suplexes.  Zangief was dying to get back into that ring and Biff finally tagged him in.
    Hillsman was in trouble.  Zangief heaved him high overhead with a Gorilla Press.  Gunloc had seen enough.  He charged the ring and clotheslined Zangief in the back of the head.  The blow caused Zangief to release the press slam and Hillsman came crashing down awkwardly on top of Zangief's head.  Both men crumpled to the mat, Hillsman looking winded and Zangief almost motionless on the mat.
    Again, Hillsman fell right on top of Zangief's head.  Zangief could have at the very least a stinger here.  This could be bad.
    Hillsman slowly crawled over to his corner and made the tag to Gunloc.  Gunloc walked over to the still fallen Zangief and dropped a couple of elbows.  Zangief hardly reacted at all.  Fearing for Zangief's safety, the referee told Gunloc to get into a corner and stay there.
    The ref went over to talk to Zangief, who just now was beginning to move his arms and legs.  But it still looked as if he had no idea what he was doing.  Zangief was in a considerable amount of pain, but he didn't want the match to stop.  He tried to get his feet under him but had considerable trouble doing so.
    So Gunloc helped him up.  But only to knock him down again with a lariat.  The ref tried to intervene, but Gunloc pushed him aside.  He was going to finish Zangief right here, right now.
    Gunloc set Zangief up in the corner and began nailing him with lefts and rights and some big chops to the chest.  He whipped Zangief to the other turnbuckle, but Zangief stumbled in the middle of the ring, unable to walk properly.  The referee was keeping a very close eye on this one.
    Gunloc picked Zangief up again and tossed him into the ropes.  Out of nowhere, Zangief managed to connect with a spinning lariat, knocking both men down.  The crowd went crazy, as it looked like Zangief wasn't quite dead.
    Hillsman started climbing the turnbuckles, but Biff Slamkovich was there to meet him.  He hit a beautiful superplex which put Hillsman down on the mat, away from Zangief.  Gunloc was getting up, but Biff floored him with a beautiful Frankensteiner.
    The All-Americans were down.  But Zangief STILL couldn't tag!
    Gunloc got up and grabbed a  groggy Zangief.  With all of his might, he executed his signature move, the Gut Crush.  The ref, as if on a mission of mercy, made the count.
    1...
        2...
    BIFF SAVES ZANGIEF!!!  That was close.  Hillsman jumped Biff and the two spilled outside.  Gunloc got back up.  Zangief was still down on the mat, and Gunloc wanted to finish him.  He climbed to the top turnbuckle and soared off with a diving headbutt.
    He missed.  Zangief somehow rolled out of the way.  Both men were slow to their feet, but when Zangief got to his, he kicked Gunloc in the stomach and executed a spinning piledriver.  Biff Slamkovich took Hillsman into the ring steps as Zangief made the cover.
    1...
        2...
            3!!!!

The Eastern Powers defeated The All-Americans when Zangief pinned Gunloc after the Spinning Piledriver in 0:20:13.
Rating: *** 1/4

    Hillsman was about to attack Biff when he heard the bell ring.  Biff looked at Hillsman and smiled, as if to say "You can't touch me."  Biff then got into the ring to check on his partner.
    Zangief was in rough shape.  He was having trouble standing and was leaned up against the ropes.  The botched Gorilla Press had a devastating effect.  Biff got Zangief out of the ring and helped him back to the dressing room, where he would receive medical attention.
    As they passed by a cameraman, Zangief could be hurt muttering something.
    "Zis isn't over"
    And Chad Hillsman, on the other side of the ring, said the same thing.
    Zangief and Hillsman are still standing.  That's reason enough for them to fight again.

    Next up would be our triangle match.  King Rasta was out to get Shadow Maxx for torturing Bobby the Monkey and out to get Redstone for his constant attacks.  Redstone was out to get Rasta because he holds Rasta responsible for his troubles with Saul Masters.  He wants Maxx because Maxx has constantly helped Rasta.  Maxx wants no part of this match, it seems.  It looks like, if anything, he'll try to help Rasta win.
    This one's going to get....wierd.

    One of the key parts of a triangle match is the fact that three men are facing off against one another in an effort to prove who the better of the three is.  In this case, one of those three men doesn't seem interested in winning.  Shadow Maxx has aided one of his opponents, King Rasta, and attacked his other opponent, Grant Redstone, several times over the past few weeks.  If it were up to Maxx, it would be he and Rasta against Redstone.  But Rasta isn't up for that.  He wants everybody in that ring to go down.  As does Redstone.
    Maxx's altruism could prove to be a lot of trouble for him.

    Redstone entered the ring first, growling and grunting all the way.  This was his big shot.  Not only would a win tonight be sweet revenge, but it would catapult Redstone into star status in the SMWA.  All he had to do was beat two men.
    Redstone stood in the ring and waited for his opponents.  Looking back at the entrance, he never saw the first one coming.
    Shadow Maxx emerged once more from the crowd and jumped Redstone from behind.  As these two brawled, Rasta and Bobby came down to the ring from the back.  Rasta looked meaner and hungrier than he had in a long time.  This was going to be a war.
    Redstone and Maxx would start the bout.  Maxx went to the air early, taking Redstone down with a springboard dropkick and a standing moonsault.  An early scorpion deathlock nearly put Redstone out early, as did a deadly Dragon suplex.  Maxx continued to beat Redstone until we saw our first tag.
    Maxx tagged Rasta.  Rasta gave Maxx a look, then he climbed into the ring.  He picked Redstone up and delivered an enzuigiri.  And after that one move, Rasta slapped Maxx in the face!  "Dere's yo tag, mon."  And Maxx was back in the ring.
    As weird as it was, Maxx and Rasta were actually double teaming Redstone...in their own, special way.
    Maxx continued to take to the sky on his more powerful opponent.  A flying cross body press nearly put him away, as did the following flying senton.  Maxx again made the tag to Rasta and, this time, held Redstone open for him so he could hit him.
    Rasta not only hit Redstone, but he shoved Maxx and told him to get out of the ring.  No appreciation what-so-ever for Maxx's help.  But the quick tags continued, and Redstone was on the short end of the stick.
    Finally, Redstone put Rasta down with a belly to belly suplex and tagged out!
    Rasta versus Maxx!
    It wasn't as glorious as many had thought.  In fact, Maxx hit Rasta with one dropkick and then tagged out once again!  Redstone was livid, but he got into the ring.  He pounded on Rasta, hitting him with suplex after suplex.  He tackled him to the mat and then gave the signal for his finisher, the Redstone suplex!!!
    Redstone hooked Rasta's leg and neck, heaved him up and, in one motion, drove him into the mat.  He made the cover.
    1..MAXX BREAKS THE PIN!!!
    Redstone got up and pointed at Maxx as if to say "You're next!"  He then whipped Rasta into the ropes.  Maxx tagged Rasta on the fly, but Redstone had no idea.  The next Redstone saw of Maxx was his shoulder being driven into him as Maxx soared over the ropes with a slingshot shoulderblock.
    Maxx was on fire.  He took Redstone down with a big vertical suplex and followed up with a power bomb for a two count.  A fisherman's suplex nearly put Redstone down for the count.  Maxx, looking to end it, hit his move.  He lifted Redstone up and dropped him in the Dark Bomb.  The ref counted to three.

x Maxx beat Redstone via the Dark Bomb in 0:10:26

    Redstone, pissed as hell, rolled out of the ring and stormed into the back.  Now it was just Shadow Maxx and King Rasta, alone in the ring.  A staredown ensued, but then Rasta started hurtling insults, things about what Maxx did to Bobby months ago.  Maxx stood in the ring, silent, taking every word.  Rasta then shoved Maxx.  And he shoved him again.  And again.  But Maxx would not fight back.  The last shove knocked Maxx to the mat.
    Maxx wouldn't get up.   He just lay on the mat, shoulders down, waiting.
    Shadow Maxx was LAYING DOWN for Rasta!!!
    Rasta was confused as Hell.  He was so angry at Maxx for everything he did to Bobby, circumstances be damned.  But he didn't want to take it like this.  And he wasn't going to fight a man who wouldn't fight back.  So, Rasta did the only thing he could do.
    As much as it pained him, Rasta stepped through the ropes and walked to the back.  Maxx sat up and watched, a confused look on his face, as Rasta left the ring cursing and complaining.
    Shadow Maxx had laid down for Rasta...but Rasta had laid down for Maxx!!!

x Maxx beat Rasta via countout in 0:11:08

    What just happened?  Did we just see Rasta forgive Shadow Maxx?  Or was that a frustrated Rasta who wanted this match to go another way?
    On a night full of confusion and strange events, this one ranks right up there.  Shadow Maxx got to his feet and looked to the back, dumbfounded.  Why hadn't Rasta pinned him?
    Maxx left the ring and disappeared through the crowd.  The match was over.

Triangle Match
Shadow Maxx defeated Grant Redstone and King Rasta
Rating: ** 3/4

    We've seen a referee who may or may not be biased.  We saw the Actor dressed like Mike Haggar.  We saw the amazing return of Oni.  And now we had seen King Rasta walk away from a man he absolutely hates.

    However bizarre this evening has been, the next match between the Doomsday Hunters and Major Force promised to be pretty straightforward.  Violence.  Pain.  Destruction.  We went back to the Massacre where  Ghost joined with Major Force in an assault on the Doomsday Hunters and saw many other brawls between these two factions over the past few weeks.  These two stables of destruction would now face off to determine who is more dominant.  Even more than that, the two master tacticians, Extinct and Saul Masters, would have their twisted wits locked in battle as they directed their monstrous troops.  This one promised to be violent.

    Fan favourites?  This match had none.  Saul Masters may just be the most evil, most sadistic man in the SMWA.  Skarzz is terrifying.  Doomsday, too.  Ghost and Grater enjoy cult followings, but that's about it.  The Philadelphia X-Treme Machine never did a thing to endear themselves to the fans.  And Extinct is possibly the most hated manager in SMWA history.
    Fans wouldn't be rooting for a winner in this match.  They'd be sitting back to watch a train wreck.  This was going to hurt.

    Extinct and the Hunters came to the ring first.  The Doomsday Hunters had long been regarded as the premier stable in the SMWA, capable of striking fear in the hearts of any that opposed them.  At one point in time, they held every single title in the SMWA.  Those days are past, but the reputation remains.  You don't mess with Extinct's boys.
    Not that Saul Masters has ever cared about reputation.  In March, with a rag tag crew of wrestlers, Masters attempted to wrestle dominance away from the Hunters.  The Seven Deadly Sins were widely considered a joke, Skarzz being the only member who carried over to become one of Major Force.
    As the audience saw Ghost, Grater and Skarzz coming to the ring, one thing became clear; Major Force was certainly not a joke.
    Extinct stood beside his troops in one corner of the ring, while Masters and the Force stood across the ring from them.  Masters and Extinct locked eyes.  The intensity of their hatred for each other burned hotter than anything in that ring.  At the same time, the two generals ordered their forces to advance.  And bedlam was the result.
    Grater jumped on his old partner Doomsday.  Slash Battle took it to Skarzz, while Ghost and Crash Burnz went toe to toe.  Seconds in, and control was already lost
    Grater had Doomsday on the ring apron.  With a herculean effort, he grabbed the Green Monster by the throat and choke slammed him to the floor.  As Doomsday got up on the outside, Grater readied himself.  The three hundred and sixty pounder was about to deliver his Asai moonsault.
    But something went wrong.
    As Grater jumped onto the second buckle, Crash Burnz tossed Ghost into the ropes.  The bouncing ropes did something to Grater's momentum.  His left leg slipped off of the rope as he began his moonsault motion.  His ankle got caught between the middle and the bottom rope.  Instead of a moonsault, Grater's leg bent awkwardly and he went headfirst onto the floor with a sickening thud.
    Grater's foot slid out of the ropes and he lay on the floor, unconscious.  Doomsday got into the ring and aided his teammates, who were having troubles with Ghost and Skarzz.  Grater was left alone and motionless on the floor.  The referee saw this and called for paramedics.  He then ordered Extinct and Masters to control their men and get them in opposite corners.  The ref wanted the match to wait.  Good luck.
    Extinct told his men not to let up.  Masters told his men the same.  Skarzz fought the PXM as Ghost took on Doomsday.  There would be no quarter given.
    The paramedics made it to ringside.  Fortunately, Major Force and the Hunters were keeping their war in the ring, allowing the medics to do their job.  They braced Grater's neck and his left leg and put him onto a stretcher.  Quickly as they had got there, the paramedics rushed Grater away from the war zone.
    The end result?  The match was now three on two.  The Doomsday Hunters had the edge.
    The referee finally got men to their corners.  Ghost and Slash Battle were the legal men in the ring by simple virtue of being the two men who would not leave the ring.  Battle went for the Post Breaker, but Ghost managed to avoid the move.  He tried to hit Battle with a dropkick, but Battle got out of the way.  Ghost got up and the match became a flurry of fists, and Ghost got the advantage.  After burying a right hand in Battle's stomach, Ghost hit a vicious DDT.  He then took Battle up top and hit him with a belly-to-belly superplex.  Burnz entered the ring, but all he got was his head bounced off the canvas by a Ghost piledriver.  Ghost was taking control.
    Battle made it to his feet and Ghost kicked him in the stomach.  He then went for the Final Breath, but Battle wouldn't give.  He countered the move with a backdrop and Ghost went flying to the outside.
    Burnz grabbed  one of the PXM's signature weapons, the hubcap from a Mercedes Benz, and placed it on the ground.  Battle followed Ghost outside and POWER BOMBED him onto the hubcap!  Ghost was in pain.  Battle tossed him into the ring and tagged in Doomsday.   Doomsday whipped Ghost into the rope and went for a big lariat.  Ghost used a forward roll and made the tag to SKARZZ!!!
    Skarzz stepped over the ropes.  Doomsday stood in the middle of the ring, as if daring him to come on.  These two massive mountains of muscle would meet once more!
    Skarzz took the first shot, a vicious right to the head by Doomsday.  He responded in kind, cracking Doomsday with a roundhouse left.  Neither man seemed to feel the punches of the other.  Each man grabbed the other by the throat at exactly the same time, attempting a chokeslam.  Nothing.  Both men released their grip.  Skarrz ran into the ropes and Doomsday caught him in a big powerslam.  Skarzz sat right up.  Doomsday then ran off the ropes and Skarzz hit Doomsday with the same move.  No effect at all!  Skarzz ran off the ropes again, but this time he connected with a Yakuza kick that staggered Doomsday.  With all his might, Skarzz picked the Green Monster up and took him over with a waistlock suplex.  Doomsday got right back up.  Skarzz went for a right, but Doomsday ducked and hit Skarzz with a back suplex.  Skarzz got back up and Ghost tagged him.  But Skarzz didn't seem to notice.
    Ghost leapt over the ropes and charged at Doomsday.  In one motion, Doomsday grabbed Ghost and hit him with the ARMAGEDDON!  Ghost was down as soon as he was in.  Battle tagged in, unbeknownst to Doomsday.
    Skarrz saw what Doomsday did to his partner and would have none of it.  He charged him with a massive lariat that sent both men falling over the top rope and to the outside.  There, anything that wasn't chained down was used as a weapon.  The two monsters brawled and brawled, not even paying attention to the match or the screams of their managers to return to the ring.  Skarzz and Doomsday disappeared into the back.
    Ghost was down in the ring, the legal man.  Slash Battle was the other legal man, and he still had a tag team partner.
    The Philadelphia X-Treme Machine, one of the most twisted, dangerous tag teams in SMWA history, was alone in the ring with Ghost.  Grater was hurt.  Skarzz was brawling with Doomsday.  The weight of Major Force fell squarely on one man's shoulders.
    Only one man had ever taken down the PXM in a handicap match.  That man was Ghost.  Could he do it again in a match which, bottom line, means out and out survival?
    He was still down after the Armageddon.  The answer didn't look promising for the Force.
    Battle picked Ghost up and hit him with a launch slam.  He tagged Burnz, who flew off of the top ropes with a flying axhandle.  The Philadelphia X-Treme took turns destroying Ghost.  They hadn't forgotten what he had done to them months ago.  It was payback time.
    Ghost tried to fight back, but too much had been taken out of him.  The Armageddon, the power bomb on the hub cap, the assault by the PXM.  It was taking it's toll.  The Pale Rider was going down hard.
    Finally, Battle and Burnz decided to put Ghost out of his misery.  Battle heaved him up in the air and Burnz flipped Ghost headfirst onto the mat with the Philadelphia Back Breaker.  He made the cover.
    1...
        2...
        SHOULDER!!! SHOULDER!!! GHOST GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!!! MY GOD!!!  HOW IN THE HELL!?!?!
    Ghost had taken the Back Breaker right in his skull.  The move doesn't usually hit the head, but this Philadelphia Back Breaker had been more brutal than any other in history.  And Ghost kicked out!!!
    Battle and Burnz were shocked, but undaunted.  Battle picked Ghost up for a Post Breaker and connected, driving Ghost's head right into the steel turnbuckle post.  Knowing that this had to be all, Battle made the pin.
    1...
        2...
            NO!!!!  KICKOUT!!!  Ghost kicked out AGAIN!!!  Incredible!!!
    Battle tossed Ghost to the turnbuckle and charged in afterwards.  Ghost got a boot to the stomach in and had Battle in position for the Final Breath!  Burnz stormed into the ring and hit Ghost with a spinning leg lariat, causing the release of the hold.  Battle tagged out to Crash and the carnage continued.
    The PXM lifted Ghost high into the air with a double press slam.  Ghost was dropped right on his face.  Battle turned him over and held his legs as Burnz came off the top with a flying elbowdrop.  Another cover.
    1...
        2...
     NO!!!  KICKOUT!!!  Ghost again did the impossible!!! Amazing!
    The PXM were getting tired of this.  They whipped Ghost into the ropes and went to hit a double lariat.  Ghost ducked!  He kicked Battle in the jaw with a superkick and levelled Burnz with a leg lariat.  Battle got up and took a swing at Ghost.  Ghost picked him up in atomic drop position and tossed Battle outside.  Burnz attacked, but Ghost was ready, hitting him with a leaping DDT.  Ghost went up top and delivered a picture perfect Shooting Star Press.  Instead of going for the cover, Ghost picked him up.
    Extinct tried to get into the ring, but Masters cracked him with his whip.  Extinct took the shot right in the leg and he fell off the apron in considerable pain.  Ghost hook Burnz's arms and did it.  He hit the FINAL BREATH!!! Exhausted, Ghost made the pin.
    1...
        2...
        3!!! HE DID IT AGAIN!!! HE DID IT AGAIN!!!

Major Force (Alexander "The Grater", Ghost, and Skarzz) defeated The Doomsday Hunters (Doomsday, Crash Burnz, and Slash Battle) when Ghost pinned Burnz with the Final Breath in 0:14:56.
Rating: *** 3/4

    Extinct heard the announcement and was livid on the outside.  Masters walked over to his fallen foe.  Smiling, he kicked Extinct in the head, soccer style.  If nothing else, that put the exclamation point on the victory.
    The SMWA has a new force for terror; Major Force!

    Back in the dressing room, Nick Jones was waiting with "Titan" Tim Redbury and the members of the Raiders.

    JONES:  Tim, tonight could be the final chapter in this long war between the Raiders and Sky Entertainment Ltd.  Tonight, you could put this whole thing to bed.  But so far, it doesn't look good for you.  Ron Grayson has already taken your North American strap.  Steelworks was beaten by Highland Hell.  With that in mind, how do you feel about the upcoming Rolling Thunder Match.

    TITAN:  First of all, Jones, I'd like to remind you that you are in the company of eight very angry men, some of whom are not as civilized as I.  Watch yourself.  However, I will give Sky and his cronies credit.  Shame on us.  Grayson and Highland Hell didn't win their matches cleanly, but they did win.  They won by breaking the rules.  But I won't complain, because the rules have been officially pitched from the window for this match.  The Raiders try to play fair, Sky, but we're sick of it.  There are no rules to broken in the Rolling Thunder Match.  The only rule, simply, is survival.  And if you don't think that us eight, after all we've been through, can survive a motley attack from your people, Sky, then you're a worse leader than I ever dreamed.  Sky Entertainment Ltd. crumbles once and for all tonight!

    When stables fight, outside interference is the hallmark.  It happens all over the wrestling world.  When the stables are this big, the team that interferes the best often wins the feud.  Tonight, the eight men of the Raiders and eight members of Sky Entertainment Ltd. will square off in a falls-count-anywhere match.  Everybody must be eliminated.  There will be a winner.
    Five SMWA referees made their way to the ring, ready to try and keep the slightest control of what would amount to nothing less than a prison riot.
    First out came Sky Entertainment Ltd.  The powerful Mauling Bear.  Martial Arts superstar Kenji Hashimuto.  The deranged Dark Angel.  Angus, Hamish and The Flying Scotsman, the three members of Highland Hell.  Terry Sky, the CEO.  And Ron Grayson.
    Where was Ron Grayson?
    Sky Entertainment Ltd. entered the ring, waiting for their Director of Personnel to make an appearance.  But nobody came.  Sky Entertainment had seven members in the ring.
    Suddenly, Grayson appeared on SlamVision, Monica at his side.  They were dressed in street clothes and were standing outside Grayson's car.  Terry Sky made his way to the front of the ring.  He had grabbed a microphone from ringside.

    SKY:  Ron, I don't know if you remember, maybe Monica just forgot yet another thing, but you have a match right now!

    GRAYSON:  Terry, I know what you're thinking.  You're thinking I'm copping out.  You think that I'm running away from this match and leaving our fine company high and dry.  I can assure you, nothing is further from the truth.

    Sky seemed relieved.  It sounded like Grayson was on his way.

    GRAYSON:  However, there is just one little thing.  I am the North American Champion now.  As such, I'm Sky Entertainment Ltd's franchise, its corner stone.  This belt is our company's most important asset, and I think we'd be foolish to have me risk injury or worse by wrestling in this sort of a match.

    Sky was about to say something, but he threw the mic down in disgust.  Grayson had done something stupid yet again.  And this time, it could very well screw up the whole company.  Sky started shouting obscenities.  Grayson seemed concerned.

    GRAYSON:  Terry, don't get like that, okay?  Look, do you really think I'd leave our team high and dry?  No.  I went out and I found the best replacement that I could find.  This guy is a force for destruction.  He attacks with the precision and devastation of a crazy bear!  He'll sink his teeth into anybody, and he's got one hell of an animal for a manager.  When we lost Clepto the Clown, I thought we'd never find anybody to replace him, but I was wrong.  Terry, my replacement for tonight is....

    Sky was in the ring, mumbling something under his breath.  It sound like "Please don't tell me.  It's not him!"

    GRAYSON: THE TEDDY BEAR OF DESTRUCTION!!! ROKURU!!!

    Sky's jaw dropped as Rokuru, Teddy on his shoulders, showed up on the platform by SlamVision.  He walked to the edge of the platform and started waving to the crowd.  Then he had Teddy wave.

    We couldn't make it out exactly, but it sound like Terry Sky told the Flying Scotsman "Just shoot me!"

    Rokuru continued to play on the platform, not even attempting to make it down to the ring.  Then we heard the music of The Raiders.

    "Titan" Tim led the way with a big smile on his face.  Behind him, Steelworks, The Air Raiders, TV Champ West Bronco, Nord Fullstrom and Teknos.  Against Sky Entertainment Ltd. and ... ROKURU.

    Much to his credit, Rokuru took some initiative.  Seeing the Raiders, he immediately jumped on Ultimate Spider.  Spider fought Rokuru off and the rest of the Raiders charged the ring.  Most of Sky Entertainment spilled out into the aisle to intercept The Raiders, but Terry Sky had stayed in the ring.  Titan charged the ring and went after Sky, who promptly left.
    Climbing into the ring after Titan were Mauling Bear, Angus Wallace and Dark Angel.  Those three hadn't gone to far.
    The Rolling Thunder match started with Titan being lured into a trap.
    Hamish Mactavish was at the ringside area, wielding a steel chair.  He managed to crack the Raiders who made it that far.  El Stingray, Nord Fullstrom and West Bronco all tasted the steel.  Teknos made it past Hamish but ran into Terry Sky, who came to fight.  Rod Emerson and Andrew Marshall were caught further up the aisle by The Flying Scotsman and Hashimuto, who kept them from getting closer to the ring.  And Spider and Rokuru were battling on the SlamVision platform.
    Titan bravely tried to fight off his three assailants in the ring, but to no avail.  It was one powerhouse against three.  Titan was in trouble.
    Teknos wasn't used to a brawl like this.  Sky knew at least something about it, and he schooled the luchador outside the ring, taking his head into the steel ringpost before trying to choke him out with an electrical cord.
    The Scotsman and Hashimuto were having trouble trying to contain Steelworks in the aisle.  The brawl was pretty equal, however, and Marshall and Emerson weren't getting any closer to that ring.
    Spider and Rokuru were making interesting use of the scaffolding supporting the SlamVision screen.  Rokuru slammed Spider on the steel floor and then climbed up a few rungs of the scaffolding.  He jumped off to deliver a flying elbow, but Spider moved out of the way.  He jumped onto Rokuru and started slapping him in the ears.
    At ringside, Nord Fullstrom and West Bronco were finally able to disarm Hamish.  Bronco tackled him while Nord Fullstrom grabbed the steel chair.  Seeing Titan getting pounded on by three men, Nord knew where he had to go.
    Fullstrom stormed the ring and hit anything that moved.  Wallace was hit with a chair shot that sent him over the top rope.  Fullstrom took the chair to Dark Angel and Mauling Bear as well.  Nord then dropped the weapon, picking up Angel and dropping him with a power bomb.
    Titan was getting back up and saw Mauling Bear on the other side of the ring.  Bear was still hurting from the chair shot.  Titan saw an opening.  He waited for Mauling Bear to get up and then locked his had around his head.  Titan lifted the over three hundred pound Bear high into the air and dropped him with a Claw Slam.  The Rolling Thunder match had it's first casualty as the ref counted to three.

x Redbury beat Bear via the Claw Slam in 0:02:50
(The Raiders Lead 1 to 0)

    Nord Fullstrom had matter wrapped up with Dark Angel and Titan saw his teammate Teknos being dominated by Terry Sky outside the ring.  Titan stepped through the ropes to help him.
    Casualty number two came seconds later.  Nord Fullstrom grabbed Dark Angel by the throat and choke slammed him onto the steel chair.  It looked like the plan of Sky Entertainment Ltd. was falling apart.

x Fullstrom beat Dark Angel via a choke slam in 0:04:02
(The Raiders Lead 2 to 0)

    Before Fullstrom could even celebrate the fall, Angus Wallace hit him with another chair.  Wallace smacked Fullstrom with several chair shots before cracking him across the skull.  A groggy Fullstrom was no match as Wallace hit the For William.

 x Wallace beat Fullstrom via the For William in 0:04:46
(The Raiders Lead 2 to 1)

    El Stingray then leapt off the top rope and attacked his larger foe.  Wallace's worries didn't end after he pinned Nord Fullstrom.
    Titan Tim had found Terry Sky outside the ring.  Teknos had been knocked out by a Lights Out bomb and Sky was about to make the pin when he felt a very large hand around his neck.  Titan had been waiting for this.
    Redbury tossed Sky over the guardrail and into the fans.  Before Titan even climbed over the rail, he kicked across it and floored Sky with a big boot to the head.  Titan climbed the rail and began to beat the crap out of the CEO of Sky Entertainment Ltd.
    El Stingray kept jumping at Wallace from every possible angle as Wallace's Highland Hell teammate Hamish was in the grips of West Bronco's clawhold.  Looking to kill two birds with one stone, Angus managed to catch Stingray when he went for a springboard plancha.  He then tossed Stingray right into the back of Bronco, causing West to break the hold.  Highland Hell was operating well as a team, even under these circumstances.
    Another team was struggling.  The Flying Scotsman and Kenji Hashimuto hadn't let Steelworks out of the aisle for the duration of the match.  Finally, some headway was made.  The Flying Scotsman tried to hit an Asai moonsault off of the guardrail onto Emerson. Emerson managed to catch the Scotsman and powerslam him down to the concrete.  He went for the cover, but only got a one.
    Hashimuto was kicking Marshall into oblivion and rared back for one final roundhouse.  The kick was telegraphed, and Marshall was able to duck.  The momentum of the kick turned Kenji around.  Marshall capitalized, wrapping his arms around Kenji and taking him out with a German suplex.

x Marshall beat Hashimuto via a German suplex in 0:08:27
(The Raiders lead 3 to 1)

    Marshall then took on the Scotsman as Emerson made his way to ringside.
    Ultimate Spider and Rokuru were still fighting near the SlamVision screen.  Rokuru was peppering Spider with a series of kicks and Spider was getting dangerously close to the edge of the platform.  Rokuru went for a big spinning kick to the head.  Spider flipped off of the platform!  In an incredibly move, Spider had jumped off of the platform, flipped in the air and landed on his feet down below.  He grabbed the legs of a stunned Rokuru and pulled him down to his level.  Spider dropped him with a bodyslam and then climbed back onto the platform.  He waited for Rokuru to get back up, drumming up fan support as he waited.  Spider then JUMPED from the platform and tried to put Rokuru down with a flying sunset flip.  Instead, Rokuru grabbed Spider's legs as he flew and planted him with a Roku Driver on the CONCRETE!
    Teknos, who was recovered, had seen his friend jump from the the platform.  He was rushing to his aid.  But he didn't get there in time to save Spider from the three count.

x Rokuru beat Spider via the Roku Driver in 0:09:59
(The Raiders lead 3 to 2)

    Teknos couldn't save Spider from the pin, but he sure could attack Rokuru.  Those two brawled around the platform and, eventually, into a hallway leading someplace in the arena.
     Rod Emerson managed to make it to ringside to attack Angus Wallace, saving West Bronco from a beating, but he didn't make it in time to save Stingray, who was on the business end of a splash by Hamish.

x Hamish beat Stingray via a splash in 0:11:06
(The Match is tied at 3 eliminations a piece)

    With ten men left in the match, each referee took a pair of wrestlers.
    Titan Tim had just tossed a garbage can over the head of Terry Sky and kicked it at full force.  Not only was Sky dirty as hell, but his ears were ringing something fierce.  Terry got tossed into an arena wall.  He was having serious difficulties brawling with Titan.
    The hallway that Teknos and Rokuru had brawled through appeared to lead to a lobby or concessions area of some sort.  Rokuru hit Teknos with a low blow and then proceeded to dump an entire concessions display onto him.  The display was full of replicas of Rokuru's friend, Teddy.  Rokuru pulled Teknos out from underneath the display.  He climbed onto the cash desk and jumped onto Teknos with a flying sitdown splash.

x Rokuru beat Teknos via a flying sitdown splash in 0:12:25
(Sky Entertainment Ltd. takes a 4 to 3 lead)

    Rokuru looked around at the carnage at the concession stand.  He then looked down at the sea of fake Teddy's and came to a shocking realization!
    "I LEFT TEDDY ALONE OUT THERE!!!"
    Rokuru ran back to the main part of the arena, intent on protecting his friend.
    Rod Emerson and Hamish Mactavish brawled away at ringside, spilling over the guardrail.  The two started brawling through the crowd and, eventually, up a flight of stairs.  These two were heading towards the top of the arena.
    Terry Sky finally was able to counter some offence by Titan.  Redbury charged him with a big lariat, but Terry pulled an unfortunate vendor into Titan's path.  Titan nearly knocked the scrawny kid's head off.  The vendor was out on the floor and Terry Sky capitalized by hitting Titan below the belt with a superkick.  He then grabbed the food the vendor was carrying and smashed it on Titan's back.  Terry then looked over to his right.  He saw another vendor nearby.  This one was working a pretzel cart.  Sky saw something he could use.  He DDTed Titan on the floor and went to get a few pretzels.
    The Flying Scotsman and Andrew Marshall were rolling around in the aisle, neither man getting any sort of an advantage.
    West Bronco and Angus Wallace were still at ringside.  Wallace charged at Bronco but West side stepped and sent Wallace into the ringpost.  Bronco then scooped up the Highlander and planted him with a Tombstone on the floor.

x Bronco beat Wallace via the Tombstone in 0:14:59
(The match is now tied at 4 eliminations a piece)

    West Bronco then saw that Teddy was still atop the ramp near the SlamVision screen.  Knowing how important the bear is, he ran right past The Flying Scotsman and Andrew Marshall, who were locked in combat.
    A medical crew was checking on Ultimate Spider.  He hadn't gotten up since being driven into the ground by Rokuru.  His partner, El Stingray, was looking very concerned.
    Terry Sky pulled a large numbed of bills out of his boot and gave them to the vendor running the pretzel cart.  "Tell me how to take the break off of this thing, get lost, and all this is yours!"
    Andrew Marshall hit The Flying Scotsman with a vertical suplex that knocked both men into a daze in the aisle.  Marshall started to get up, only to see his tag team partner fighting Hamish Mactavish high up a flight of stairs.
    Hamish and Emerson were going toe to toe on the steps.  Emerson had the higher step and Hamish looked like he would fall down the stairs at any moment.  Just when it looked like his balance was gone, Hamish grabbed Emerson by the trunks.  He hit him with a low blow and then grabbed him.  In an incredibly vicious moment, Hamish heaved Emerson over his head and dropped him down all of the stairs with a modified version of the Scottish Slam.  Emerson rolled down the stairs and landed with a thud.  Hamish followed him down and made an easy pin.

x Hamish beat Emerson via the Scottish Slam in 0:16:10
(Sky Entertainment take a 5 to 4 lead)

    Before Hamish even had time to gloat, he was attacked by Andrew Marshall, who had left the Flying Scotsman for dead and rushed through the crowd to help his partner.  It was too little, too late.  Marshall hit Hamish with a reverse clothesline, the back of Hamish's head hitting one of the steps hard.  Marshall made an easy cover and Hamish was as gone as Emerson was.

x Marshall beat Hamish via a reverse clothesline in 0:16:25
(Each team has eliminated 5 people)

    Marshall checked on his downed partner.  Emerson had hit probably every stair on his way down.  His nose was broken and his arm was swelling pretty badly.  More frighteningly, Emerson was completely unresponsive.  Another team of medics ran to where Hamish and Emerson lay, Marshall waving them over as if it would get them there quicker.
    Also out of action was the Flying Scotsman.  He had moved since Marshall's big suplex, but was content just to lean on a guardrail and get his strength back.
    Rokuru made his way back into the arena.  To his horror, West Bronco had already grabbed Teddy!
    Terry Sky positioned the pretzel cart so Titan would be right in its way.  With all his might, Sky pushed the cart.  He had a twenty foot running start before he slammed the cart into the hip of Titan!  Titan crumbled to the ground.
    Then Terry Sky got particularly vicious.  He lined the cart up parallel to Titan and backed up.
    This was a pretzel cart.  It was not just filled with pretzels.  It was made of steel.  The pretzels were on display in a large glass case and new pretzels were made using, among other things, hot oil and salt.  It was damn heavy.
    Terry Sky pushed with all of his might.  The cart began to tip.  Titan was still on the ground in pain with no idea what was happening.
    The next thing Titan knew, a glass was breaking all over his body, cutting him into ribbons.  Hot oil was burning his skin.  Salt was searing his wounds.
    Titan let out the most blood curdling, terrifying yell that has ever been heard in the history of the SMWA.  Covered in broken glass, hot oil and salt, Titan was in an excruciating amount of pain.  No submission hold, no chair shot, no finishing move could match the agony Titan was in.  Figuring he was as good as dead, Sky walked away from the scene of the crime and went to help out his teammates.
    West Bronco continued to taunt Rokuru with Teddy, threatening to throw the bear into the crowd.  Rokuru got down on his knees and begged Bronco to give Teddy back.  Bronco looked down at Rokuru and laughed at him.  He wasn't laughing for long, though, as the Flying Scotsman clobbered him from behind.  Rokuru grabbed Teddy, put him under his arm, and proceeded to boot the crap out of Bronco.
    The medics had stretchers for both Emerson and Hamish out near the stairs.  Ultimate Spider had just been taken to the hospital.  In all likelihood, he'd be visiting Alexander "The Grater" and would soon be joined by Emerson and Hamish.  Both men were loaded onto stretchers.  Marshall told them to take good care of Emerson.  He then turned to return to the match.
    He turned right into a Terry Sky superkick!  Sky was waiting for an easy elimination, and the distracted Marshall was the easiest one around.  Sky kicked a fan out of his seat, laid the chair out on the floor and dropped Marshall with the Lights Out.  Out went Marshall.

 x Sky beat Marshall via the Lights Out in 0:20:11
(Sky Entertainment Ltd. leads eliminations 6 to 5)

    Security officers were working to help Titan Tim up.  His back was bloody as Hell and he was still in considerable pain.  He had pieces of glass stuck in various places of his body and several serious burns from the oil from the pretzel cart.  Security tried to carry Titan to some help.
    Titan shrugged them off.  He had a match to wrestle.
    Bronco was doing his best to fend off both The Scotsman and Rokuru, but he was overwhelmed.  He held tough, but Terry Sky showing up all but sealed his fate.  The three remaining Sky team members took turns brutalizing Bronco.  Finally, the Scotsman put him out of his misery with the Scottish Breaker.  Rokuru shoved Teddy in Bronco's face as the Arizona Cowboy passed out in the hold.

x Scotsman beat Bronco via the the Scottish Breaker in 0:22:47
(Sky Entertainment Ltd has a lead of 7 eliminations to 5)

    The Scotsman, Rokuru and Sky were the last three men on Sky's team.  Titan Tim was the last remaining Raider.  The Scotsman and Rokuru took a few moments to find out what had happened to the most dangerous Raider of them all.
    "He's being deep fried and salted across the arena.  Let's finish him."
    The trio turned around to walk down the aisle...only to find a Titan-ic roadblock.
    Titan Tim's left arm was severly cut and bleeding heavily.  Blisters of bubbling skin had appeared on his back and, where those were not visible, there were cuts of all shapes and sorts.  The sting of the salt in the wounds could be seen on Titan's face.  He looked like he had just pulled himself out of a ten car pileup.
    But Titan Tim Redbury was up.  This match wasn't over yet.
    Sky directed the troops.  He ordered the Scotsman to make a charge.  Scotsman went right at Redbury and got booted in the stomach.  With whatever strength he had left, Titan lifted the Scotsman up and tried to deliver the Claw Slam.  Titan hit the ground hard, but the claw wasn't even half as effective as it should be.  Titan was on his way down in defeat.  There was no way any human being could withstand the kind of pain he was in.
    Rokuru engaged Titan with several kicks as Terry Sky looked under the ring.  Sky brought out a fire extinguisher.  Sky clocked Titan in the back with the device.  Rokuru stopped kicking.  Sky yelled at him "You're Grayson's replacement, you better do a better job than he would.  You better do a better job than that!"  Rokuru kept up the kicks.
    In defence, Titan grabbed Rokuru's leg and tripped him.  It was all he could do.  Terry Sky prepared another charge with the fire extinguisher.  Titan booted the extinguisher as Sky charged, knocking him down.  Rokuru went for a Yakuza kick as Titan turned around.  Using his good right hand, Titan CAUGHT Rokuru's boot!  Rokuru looked up in horror at a man who wasn't going to toy around.
    Titan pulled the former Cruiserweight Champion in and locked his massive hand around the Teddy Bear of Destruction's face.  Weighing sixty pounds less than the Scotsman, Rokuru found himself experiencing the full height and full force of the Claw Slam.
    The Teddy Bear of Destruction had been destroyed!

x Redbury beat Rokuru via the Claw Slam in 0:25:00
(Tim Redbury gains a point, making it 7 to 6 for Sky Entertainment)

    The Flying Scotsman and Terry Sky had recovered and attempted a double team.  Sky jammed the fire extinguisher into Titan's bleeding arm.  Redbury reeled in pain, but he wasn't going to go down.  He shoved Sky down with the left arm and punched the Scotsman with his right, putting the Toughman Champion on his ass!
    Sky had dropped his fire extinguisher.  Titan picked it up with his right arm and threw it at Sky, who was getting off the floor.  The projectile stunned Sky.
    The Scotsman staggered up to his feet.  The right by Titan had quite the effect.  Titan saw an opening.  Using his right arm, he heaved the Scotsman into a torture rack and pulled as hard as he could with his left arm.  The Scotsman, who's back was already hurt from his encounter with Marshall, gave up within seconds.

x Redbury beat Scotsman via the torture rack in 0:26:10
(The man to eliminate his opponent wins the match)

    Terry Sky got off the ground and saw an angry Titan Tim standing right in front of him.  Terrified of what might happen, Terry Sky took this match someplace it hadn't been in a long time - the ring.
    The leader of the Raiders and the CEO of Sky Entertainment were in the ring.  Alone.  This one was for all the bragging rights.
    Terry pleaded in the ring, hoping Titan wouldn't attack.  But when Titan got too close, Terry tried to jab him in the eye.  Titan caught Terry's hand before the blow could hit.  He booted Sky in the jaw and then hit a Russian legsweep.
    Unfortunately, this move was a horrible idea.  Titan still had glass in his back, blisters all over and salt in the wounds.  A move that requires falling backwards is a bad one.  Sky recovered from it before Titan did.  Sky went up stairs and executed a perfect moonsault.  He went for the kill.
    1..
        2...
    NO!  Kickout!  Amazing!
    Sky went outside and grabbed one of Highland Hell's Championship belts.  They had been sitting there since the beginning of the match but hadn't come into play as of yet.  Sky knew just how to use them.
    Titan slowly got up off of the mat.  Sky took the belt and began whipping Titan with it, nailing the sores and all.  Titan crumbled to the mat in pain.  Sky continued to repeat the move until Titan could barely move.  Then he forced him to his feet.  Sky was going to finish it.  With the Tag belt still in his hand, Sky set up Titan for the Lights Out!
    Sky couldn't move Titan.  He was too big.  A fact made very clear by the look on Titan's face as he locked his right hand around Sky's face.  Sky still had the belt and continued to whip Titan's back.  Titan screamed in pain, but he wouldn't release the grip.  Sky continued to whip as he was lifted high in the air and dropped in the centre of the ring, Titan screaming in pain all the way.  Sky didn't whip anybody after the Claw Slam had driven him to the mat.  Titan made the cover.
    1...
        2..
            3!!!

x Redbury beat Sky via the Claw Slam in 0:29:49

The Rolling Thunder Match:
The Raiders (Andrew Marshall, El Stingray, Nord Fullstrom, Rod Emerson, Teknos, Titan Tim Redbury, Ultimate Spider, and West Bronco) beat
Sky Entertainment Ltd. (Angus Wallace, Dark Angel, Hamish MacTavish, Kenji Hashimuto, Mauling Bear, Terry Sky, and The Flying Scotsman) and Rokuru 8 falls to 7:
Survivors: Titan Tim Redbury
Rating: *****

    Titan staggered to his feet.  How he did it, nobody knows.  But he had fought off three of the best of the SMWA at once, fought off a tremendous amount of pain, and had come out on top.
    Titan briefly acknowledged the crowd on his way back to the dressing room.  He knew he was hurt, and he wasn't going to wait around to get treated.
    Looks like Grater, Spider, Emerson and Hamish will have more company.

    Our main event was next.  The SMWA World Heavyweight Championship would be on the line as Mike Haggar, the five time Champ, defends the title against the man that has pinned him three times, a man who has already beaten him for that title once.  That man is "Tricky" Rick Clark.  Nick Jones was backstage, about to talk to the challenger.

    JONES:  Rick Clark, in just moments, you will once again have the opportunity of a lifetime as you square off against Mike Haggar in the biggest match of your career.  What are you thinking right now?

    CLARK:  Well, Jones, since I'm going to be wrestling for the World Title in "moments", the World Title match is going through my mind...right now, even!  Makes sense, doesn't it?  I'm also thinking about all of the times I've beaten Haggar in the past, including that first time, when I proved that I am the top wrestler in the World.  I'm thinking about how Mike dropped me very rudely on my head on Monday Night Massacre, and how that's sure to give him some much undeserved confidence.  I'm thinking that I will become a two time SMWA World Champion.  I'm thinking that there is going to be a big old party tonight in Boston when I win the World Title and, if you change out of that tacky suit of yours, I'm thinking you're invited.  But that's enough out of me, Jones.  What are you thinking right now?
 
    JONES:  Me?  Well, um, I...

    CLARK:  You obviously aren't thinking about any smart questions, because that last once you asked me was a real lamer!  "What am I thinking"?  I'm thinking about that Thanksgiving episode of South Park with the mutant turkeys, of course!  Now, I have a World Title to go win, so I can't be here while you play reporter, okay?  But, please, ask Barbrady Haggar what he's thinking about, too, okay?  I'm sure he'll have a much harder time answering such a deep, probing question as that.  And for God's sakes, don't ever wear that tie again.

    Rick Clark then left the interview area.  He had once again been dumbfounded by Simply the Best.

    JONES:  Back to you, John.

******** cue the Ring Announcer ********

    RA:  Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the SMWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!!!  It is scheduled for one fall with a one hour time limit.