(Hard metal music starts up as we go to past clips from the SMWA)
(Terry Sky vs Rick Clark)
Clark: I won't be a man without a home after we rock the 'Dome, no more soupy foam and if you still don't know what I'm talking about, well, you know the three letters I'm thinking of.
Sky: Rick. You go and scout the streets as much as you like. March 14th, it's not going to be anything but a Hardknocks life for you.
(Ron Grayson vs Cody Simmons)
Cody: Hey, Grayson. I've got a new therapy idea. How about, at the Journey, we put Monica on the line and I give you a little bit of "aversion therapy" by KICKING YOUR ASS!!!
Grayson: I got a better idea. At the Journey, screw therapy, I'll fight you in that ring and the winner gets Monica!
(Titan Tim Redbury vs The Dark Brand)
Titan: I don't know what your game is. But if you want to put on a show... I'll meet you at Castle Elsinore!
(Biff Slamkovich vs Doomsday)
McCullough: Fans, at The Journey, we've just signed a match that might very well bring Zangief back into the SMWA. How will it happen? If Biff Slamkovich can beat DOOMSDAY!!!
(Oni vs Amatsu)
Wait! There was a white strobe. Every few seconds, the arena
would be filled with a brilliant white flash. In those flashes, we
saw a disturbed Baki Mono. The strobe began to get quicker and quicker
until the arena was filled with this insane blinking light.
Suddenly, it ended. Then the lights came back up.
Oni and NightClaw were nowhere to be seen!
What on earth... WAS THAT THE DEFENDER???
(Alexander "The Grater" vs The Scorpion)
Scorpion: And you were useful. There isn't any doubt about that. But I wasn't going to have you on my team any longer than I had to.
(Mike Haggar vs Kodiak Marmoset)
Haggar: A winning plan doesn't start with a loser!
Scorpion: Two falls, you have him. All Kodiak has to do is beat your "legendary" self once!
(Skarzz vs Jack Slade)
Scorpion: At The Journey in March, you'll defend that World Title against Skarzz. Make your peace now.
Slade: Mike Haggar's going to fight his battles his way, and I'll fight my battles my way.
(A final shot between Mike Haggar and Scorpion)
HAGGAR: Fine, then screw it. Forget Grater. You want an opponent at the Journey? What about me? Let's settle this thing.
SCORPION: Oh, we will, Mike. But not tonight.
The Slam Masters Wrestling Association Presents...
From The Superdome, New Orleans, Louisiana
Welcome to
New Orleans! Welcome to the Superdome! Welcome to THE JOURNEY!!!
The pyro goes
up and a sold out, yes, a SOLD OUT SUPERDOME comes to life! Tens
of thousands of fans are here to witness history.
We'll go to
London, England via Closed Circuit to see "Titan" Tim Redbury and the Dark
Brand duke it out in an Elsinore Death Match.
"Jumbo" Jack
Flap comes out of retirement to face StB's peace keeper, Jerry Kent.
Hopefully,
we'll learn who the defender is tonight as Oni takes on the massive Amatsu
Mikaboshi.
Biff Slamkovich
is going to bring Zangief back to the SMWA or retire trying, as he faces
off against the All-American employed Doomsday!
Ghost defends
the North American Title against the hot young West Bronco.
Two men.
One woman. Cody Simmons vs Ron Grayson.
The finals
of the SMWA Tag Team Title Tournament, as The All-Americans face off against
The Air Raiders, and the question is, what is the physical condition of
El Stingray?
Rick Clark
could be getting to know New Orleans much better if he loses tonight.
But if Terry Sky loses, then his contract comes under the control of Rick
Clark!
Scorpion returns
to action to take on the man he feels is responsible for his exit from
the SMWA. Scorpion vs Alexander "The Grater", FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!!!
Mike Haggar
has to beat Kodiak Marmoset twice in a row to be victorious. Can
the legendary ex-champ derail the Kodiak Express?
And Jack Slade
faces the biggest, meanest challenge he has ever faced in his young career.
Skarzz has played his Wild Card. He'll be facing Jack Slade for the
World Title!!! Slade and Haggar had the right idea on Monday, when
they coincidentally attacked Skarzz at the same time. Would we see
the Haggar/Slade alliance reformed tonight?
All this and
much more as we bring you The Journey!
Let's get
to the action!!!
SMWA
Television Title Match
"Big
Oz" Grant Redstone
vs
"Jackhammer"
Andrew Marshall
So, Andrew
Marshall dumps Rod Emerson and gets a TV Title shot on a Pay-Per-View.
Not a bad exchange if you ask me. Jackhammer has a new attitude and
he's looking to take his first piece of SMWA gold!
Redstone has
been less than impressive as TV Champ thus far. It took him three
matches before he could get past the California Kid, who is hardly a major
talent in the SMWA. Redstone is an awesome talent, but when he has
an off night, he's very beatable. He'd have to hope he was on tonight.
Marshall was
introduced first. New Orleans wasn't too appreciative of the gruff
Steeler. He hasn't done anything to endear himself to the fans, but
then again, he probably doesn't care.
Grant Redstone
came out next. A semi-favourable reaction, but nothing too spectacular.
This looked to be a good match, but one has to wonder who the fans wanted
to win. Or if they cared.
As soon as
Big Oz stepped into the ring, Marshall jumped him. The bell rang...
These two powerhouses
traded lefts and rights to open up the match. Marshall may be a little
stronger, but Redstone, an ex-Aussie Rules Footballer, knows how to take
a hard shot to the head. He shook off a few of the blows and grabbed
Marshall by the neck, planting a few knees into his midsection. Redstone
had the edge in the brawl until Marshall thumbed him in the eye.
Redstone reeled back in pain and Marshall took him down with a lariat.
Looking to
wear the TV Champ down, Marshall turned to his mat skills, forcing Redstone
to the mat and then locking on a full nelson, grinding Redstone's face
into the mat, adding a little insult to the pain. Not a good idea.
An angry Redstone began to power his way up to his feet, but before he
could do anything, Marshall grabbed him by the hair and whipped him to
the mat. He dropped an elbow on Big Oz and went for the pin.
Barely a two.
Marshall had
a lot of moves left and he started employing them all. A series of
Japanese armdrags stunned Big Oz enough so Redstone could hook him in an
Exploder Suplex. Two count. Marshall then picked Redstone up
and dropped him with a big spinning power bomb. Redstone hit the
mat hard and rolled outside, avoiding a pin attempt
Marshall followed
the injured aussie outside, but Redstone was ready. He grabbed Marshall's
trunks and whipped him headfirst into the ringpost. Marshall's shoulder
hit hard. Redstone then picked him up and dropped him throat first
onto the guardrail! Marshall was hurt and Redstone took him back
inside.
Redstone hit
a few big rights in the ring before whipping Marshall into the ropes.
Redstone ducked his head, and Marshall capitalized, nailing Redstone with
a double underhook backbreaker. Marshall maintained control, but
then he started to get a little cocky. He picked Redstone up by the
hair and began to slap him around, trash talking him. Not a good
idea. Redstone picked up Marshall and planted him with a spinebuster!
He picked a stunned Marshall up and hit him with the REDSTONE SUPLEX!!!
COVER!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! KICKOUT!!! AMAZING!!! Redstone was stunned! How
could anybody kick out of his finisher? An argument with the ref
about the count went nowhere, so Redstone had to keep plugging away.
He picked up Marshall for a vertical suplex.
Marshall reversed
and nailed Redstone with a Jackhammer! Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout! Both of these guys are tough SOBs. Marshall
picked Redstone up, whipped him to the ropes and floored him with a reverse
clothesline. Again, a two count. Marshall picked Redstone up,
but Redstone was ready, planting more fists and knees into the midsection
of his opponent. A big left turned Marshall around and Redstone went
for a Tiger suplex!
1...
2...
NO!!! KICKOUT!!! But the suplex machine had started up. Vertical
suplex. Back suplex. Side suplex. Finally, after a waistlock
suplex, Redstone signalled he was going up top. Slowly, Marshall
got to his feet as Redstone scaled the ropes. Marshall fell against
the ropes and Redstone fell on the top. Redstone was in obvious pain,
and Marshall capitalized. He climbed up the ropes, grabbed Redstone
and planted him with a flying powerslam!!! Marshall took a second
to regain his composure and went for the pin.
1...
2...
THNO!!! KICKOUT!!! BARELY!!!
Marshall,
a little frustrated, resorted to a series of massive lariats. He
then climbed up top and floored Redstone with a flying shoulderblock.
Another two count! Marshall gave the signal. Time for the De-Facer!
Marshall picked
Redstone up... But Redstone got behind him and locked Marshall up for the
Redstone Suplex! A back elbow broke the lock. Marshall turned
around, nailed Redstone with an inverted atomic drop. He scooped
him up on his shoulder, ran... DE-FACER!!! COVER!!!
1...
2...
3!!! New TV Champ!!!
Andrew Marshall
pinned Grant Redstone with the De-Facer in 0:12:23.
Rating:
**** 1/4
(Andrew
Marshall won the SMWA Television Title.)
Marshall grabbed
his new TV Tite and lifted it up with one hand for all to see. The
crowd, appreciative of the hard hitting match, nonetheless booed the new
Champion. Marshall told them all where they could go.
Backstage,
Nick Jones was going to talk to a certain Alexander "The Grater".
Jones: Fans, I'm here with Alexander "The Grater". Grater, later tonight, it's going to be you and The Scorpion in a falls-count-anywhere match, the same contest he fought with you the day after your handicap loss to Mike Haggar at Thanksgiving Thunder '97. Only this time, the numbers are on Scorpion's side.
Grater: And I don't give a DAMN! Scorp, I know it's you and me, but I know you're a damn coward and you're going to have your stupid Major Force ready ta kick my damn ass! Ya know what? Bring 'em on. Damn if I don't grind them and your stupid damn plans to chuck right in front of your face! And then, Scorp, you want to mess with me? I'll give you the ass-whuppin' of your damn life!
Grater looks ready for later tonight, and we're ready for some Cruiserweight Action!
Four
Way Crash for the Cruiserweight Title
BC-2000
(C)
vs
Johnny
Proton
vs
Lantern
vs
Rokuru
It's been the
hot potato of the SMWA. The Cruiserweight Title. Johnny Proton,
Lantern and Rokuru were all trading the belt before BC-2000 came out of
nowhere to grab it. It looks like the only way to get a definite
belt holder is to have all four men going at it at the same time.
There are
no tags in this match. Everybody has to be pinned. The last
man standing takes the gold!
Lantern came
out first, widely booed. He's not a very nice luchador, and the fans
know it. Rokuru came out next, to a better reaction. He has
a cult following. Or maybe they're following Teddy. BC-2000
came out to a good ovation. With the match quality he's been putting
on, it was well deserved. Finally, out came Johnny Proton, who got
one hell of a reaction from our fans. New Orleans loves this kid.
All four Cruisers
got into the ring and picked a corner. They waited for the bell to
ring. It rang and the Four Way Crash was underway!!!
BC-2000 started
the match fending off an attack by Lantern, while Rokuru and Johnny Proton
circled on the other side of the ring before locking up. Proton and
Rokuru exchanged a few armdrags while BC and Lantern started slugging it
out. Lantern jumped up and tried to hit a quick Frankensteiner, but
BC moved out of the way and Lantern hit his head on the mat. BC-2000
hit with a senton, sprang up to his feet and then blasted Rokuru with a
dropkick. BC got back to his feet but Proton took him down with a
headscissors. Proton then got up only to be taken down by a back
suplex from Lantern! That is an opening exchange!
Lantern made
his way to the top rope. BC-2000 went up the other buckle.
Proton got up off the mat but Lantern nailed him with a flying cross body
press! On the other side, Rokuru grabbed BC-2000 and tossed him onto
Lantern and Proton! Rokuru stood back and waited in the corner for
everybody to get up. Lantern was dropped by a Yakuza kick.
Then BC-2000. Finally Proton! Rokuru began to stomp away on
Proton.
Lantern was
the first of the others to get up. With BC-2000 still sluggish in
getting off the mat, Lantern saw his target. He kicked BC hard in
the chest, standing him up, and then knocked him over the top ropes with
a spinning leg lariat. Lantern the propelled himself outside with
a flip plancha!
Back inside,
Rokuru locked Proton in a surfboard, but found his own shoulders being
counted down, so he released. Proton planted a few fists into Rokuru
before hitting him with a dropkick that drove him to the corner.
Proton then climbed the turnbuckle and began pounding on Rokuru's head.
Outside, BC-2000
and Lantern were brawling. They soon both ended up plastered as Proton
leapt off the top ropes with a flying cross body press! All three
wrestlers were down and hurt on the outside.
Rokuru, composing
himself in the corner, saw an opportunity. He went outside, passed
by the timekeeper's table and grabbed the Cruiserweight belt. He
could be wearing it by the end of the night, but it's a weapon for now.
Rokuru took the belt and ran over BC-2000. He smashed Lantern.
He swung at Proton, who ducked and kicked Rokuru in the stomach, causing
Rokuru to drop the belt. Proton DDTed Rokuru onto the title belt!
He rolled the Teddy Bear of Destruction back in the ring and went for a
cover!
1...
2...
LANTERN DIVES IN AND MAKES THE SAVE!!! Before he could do anything,
though, BC-2000 tugged on his leg. Lantern found himself outside.
He took a swing at BC, but BC ducked and irish whipped Lantern into the
ringpost. BC then went for a table.
In the ring,
Proton was signalling the Proton Kick! He let his foot fly, but Rokuru
ducked and countered with a legsweep. Both men slowly got up, and
Rokuru scooped up Proton's legs. He then began to turn around...
GIANT SWING!!!
BC-2000 set
up the table on the outside. He then set Lantern up on the table
and quickly went back into the ring. He jumped onto the ropes and
came crashing down on Lantern - AND THROUGH THE TABLE - with a springboard
legdrop!!! Both men lay in the wreckage outside!!!
In the meantime,
Rokuru and Proton continued to trade move after move. Rokuru went
for his patented Roku Driver, but Proton countered with a sunset flip!
Near fall!!! Proton got up and was nailed with another Yakuza kick.
BC-2000 began
to move outside. Slowly, he got to his feet and grabbed Lantern by
his mask. BC threw Lantern into the ring. He then climbed through
the ropes, but Lantern was ready. While on his back, he kicked the
middle ropes, causing them to shake and hit BC between the legs!
BC fell into the ring and then used the ropes to support himself.
Rokuru used
a big lariat to send Proton flying over the top ropes. He followed
Johnny outside and whipped him repeatedly into the guardrail.
Lantern bounced
off the ropes and jumped at BC with a flying clothesline. BC ducked!
Lantern's neck hit the top ropes, and Lantern snapped back into the middle
of the ring. BC saw his chance. He picked Lantern up into power
bomb position, then lifted him over his head crucifix style and nailed
the Time Bomb!!! Cover!
1...
2...
3!!!
x BC-2000 defeated Lantern after the Time Bomb in 0:09:46
Lantern was
now out of the equation. We were down to three. BC took a second
to compose himself as the war raged on outside. Then, while Rokuru
and Proton were still distracted by the brawl, he pitched himself over
the top ropes with a plancha, taking both men down!!! BC left Proton lying
on the outside as he rolled Rokuru into the ring.
BC and Rokuru
began brawling in the middle of the ring, an exchange that was stopped
when Rokuru planted a stiff kick into BC's midsection and then spiked him
with a jumping piledriver. He made the cover. Two count.
Frustrated, Rokuru went for the move a second time. This time, BC
managed to roll over somewhat and nail Rokuru with a Frankensteiner!
But the move took its toll on BC, who landed funny and was obviously hurt.
BC got up first, holding his head. He had taken a fairly bad bump.
But he wasn't stopping. He climbed onto the apron and nailed Rokuru
with a springboard shoulderblock. Cover! Two count!
Proton was
slowly getting up on the outside and seemed to be favouring his leg.
Slowly, he started to climb onto the apron. It wasn't long before
he was outside, though, as BC saw him coming and threw Rokuru right into
him. Proton was knocked off the apron and connected with the steel
outside! BC nailed Rokuru with a dropkick. Rokuru got back
up and was nailed by a series of four spinning kicks. On the fifth,
Rokuru ducked and nailed a legsweep. BC got up, only to be nailed
with a brain buster! Rokuru then locked on a figure four leglock,
hoping for a submission. With Proton outside, BC had nobody to save
him. If he couldn't reverse the hold, a tap out would be the only
option left.
BC kept fighting.
He began to turn and, after a minute, the hold was reversed! Rokuru
rolled out of it and then nailed BC with a lariat. He then gave a
look to Teddy and nodded his head. Rokuru was going for the Roku
Driver! He picked BC up and smashed his head into the ground!
Cover!
1...
2...
PROTON IS IN!!! BREAKS THE PIN WITH A SPRINGBOARD LEGDROP!!! Unbelievable!
Proton took Rokuru and whipped him into the corner. Rokuru came out
with a Yakuza kick, but Proton ducked and then nailed Rokuru with a Frankensteiner.
Quickly, he climbed the turnbuckles and went for a flying elbowdrop!
Rokuru moved! All three men were down!!!
The referee
wasn't sure what to do. So he did the only thing he could.
He began to count.
1... 2...
3....
4... 5.... 6....
7... BC ROLLS ONTO ROKURU AND MAKES A COVER!!!
1...
2...
PROTON SHOVES HIM OFF!!! He goes for the cover!
1... BC SHOVES
HIM OFF! Proton gets up and is slapped in the face by BC. Rokuru
takes Proton down from behind with a roll up!
1...
2...
BC-2000 BREAKS THE PIN!!! WHAT A MATCH!!!
Proton got
up and tried to kick Rokuru in the stomach. Rokuru caught the kick,
but Proton was quick to respond with an enzuigiri! Proton then got
up and nailed BC with a dropkick. Proton went for an Asai moonsault!
BC moved!!!
Rokuru and
BC both got up and saw Proton down. Putting their differences aside,
they decided to team up on the former champ. A double vertical suplex
put Proton down on the mat. BC then picked Proton up and nailed him
with a back suplex. Rokuru was up on top and he came crashing down
on Rokuru's chest with a flying sitdown splash! Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! KICKOUT!!! But BC and Rokuru weren't done. Rokuru whipped Proton
into the ropes and BC stood behind him. Rokuru hit Proton with a
backdrop, but Proton shifted himself in mid air and landed on BC-2000's
shoulders! Victory Roll!!!
1...
2...
3!!!
x Proton defeated BC-2000 after a Victory Roll in 0:16:27
Rokuru turned around, saw what happened, and tried
to take Proton down with a lariat. Proton ducked.... PROTON KICK!!!
COVER!!!
1...
2...
3!!! New Champion!!!
x Proton defeated Rokuru after the Proton kick in 0:16:36
Four Way
Crash for the SMWA Cruiserweight Title:
Johnny
Proton won a Four Way Crash:
Rating:
**** 1/4
(Johnny
Proton won the SMWA Cruiserweight Title.)
The crowd in
New Orleans burst into thunderous applause as Proton rose to his feet,
victorious!!! What a match!!! Johnny Proton again regains the
Cruiserweight Title in an incredible display. This kid did a great
job!
After watching
Proton celebrate a bit more in the ring, we went to a series of video clips
which explained the feud between "Titan" Tim Redbury and The Dark Brand.
Brand, also known as Joseph McAllister, an old acting buddy of Titan's
who seems a little bit too much in to this new "role". We saw the
sneak attacks, the costumes, the Hamlet references.
Our cameras
then took us across the Atlantic Ocean. A small theatre in England,
done up on the outside and the inside, made to look like Hamlet's famous
Danish Castle, Elsinore. Whatever the reason, this rivalry had it's
beginning's in an English Theatre. It could have it's end there,
too.
On the outside,
the theatre was done up like a graveyard, complete with gravedigger equipment
and bones. Inside, we were told, was done up like other scenes from
the play. One of our officials stood in the middle of the graveyard,
dressed up like a royal squire. Yup, it was all about the costuming.
Even our cameramen and crew were dressed up in the traditional garb.
This would certainly be a production.
The Dark Brand
made his entrance first. Our cameras panned to the top of the theatre.
The Brand was standing on the roof! Brand scaled down the side of
the building with a trusty rope. Brand removed his trenchcoat to
reveal his costume. Shakespearean, to say the least; Brand
was dressed like Hamlet. He still had a scarf to cover his face,
in yet another attempt to prove he isn't Joseph McAllister. He waited
in the graveyard for his opponent.
In the background,
we heard the charging of a horse. Suddenly, a massive beast rode
into the picture. This was the largest horse we've ever seen, and
it would have to be. It was carrying "Titan" Tim Redbury, dressed
up exactly like the Brand, right down to the black tunic.
Titan stopped
the horse at the entrance of the graveyard and dismounted. He slapped
the horse on the side, and the beast ran off into the distance. Titan
beckoned Brand on. Our match was about to begin!!!
Elsinore
Death Match
"Titan"
Tim Redbury
vs
The
Dark Brand
Brand immediately
charged at Titan, who lifted his boot, taking his opponent to the ground.
Titan then climbed onto the Brand and began pounding away. After
a few vicious rights, Titan picked Brand up, beeled him over a fence and
planted him right in the graveyard!!! Stepping over the fence, Titan
approached an already backpedaling Brand. Titan had a big smile on
his face. He was looking to do some damage.
And he also
knew what was behind Brand. An open grave!!! The Brand stuck
his hand in the hole and began to falter. Quickly, he turned over
and rolled away from the grave. He grabbed something on the ground...
a skull! Brand tossed the skull right at Titan, but Titan swatted
it away like it was a fly. The Brand retreated, running around the
Tombstones. Titan, calm and cool, continued to stalk his prey.
The Brand
ducked behind one Tombstone and found something. A shovel! Hiding
it from Titan's view, the Brand fell to his knees and pleaded for Titan's
mercy. Titan grabbed the Brand by the hair instead and received a
massive whack to the knee with the shovel! Titan fell to the ground,
clutching his knee. The Brand jumped up onto the Tombstone and crashed
onto Titan with an elbowdrop! Near this grave, there were more prop
bones. Brand took another skull and smashed it against the head of
Titan!
Dammit, Brand!
That could have been Yorrick for all we know. I knew him!
The smash
with the skull had opened Titan up, and the graveyard was soon stained
with blood. The Brand kicked Titan in the ribs a few times before
picking up a spade and slamming it into Titan's back! Another big
shot and Titan was down and out. The Brand went for an early cover.
Two count.
The Brand
picked Titan up and tossed him into a nearby tombstone! Titan bounced
off the rock and fell into a grave nearby. Titan was still vertical,
though, and the Brand grabbed him by the hair, trying to drag him out of
the grave. Brand hooked Titan in a facelock and then stood atop a
tombstone! He was going for the Nightfall!
Brand jumped
off the tombstone and Titan shrugged him high into the air! Brand
was up ten feet in the air and then he fell six feet under the ground,
right into the open grave! That was a sixteen foot drop into a cold,
hard grave! What a move!
Titan took
a minute to compose himself and then he jumped into the grave. He
picked up the limp Brand and tossed him outside. Titan went for a
cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! SHOULDER!!! AMAZING!!!
Brand was
still hurting, and Titan looked to be having some fun. He whipped
the Brand into a nearby tombstone, picked him up and then carried him towards
the entrance of the theatre. Done up like the outside of a castle,
the entrance was covered by an iron gate. You knew THAT would come
into play. Titan picked the Brand up and slammed him into the cast
iron twice. A stomachbreaker later and Brand was down. Titan
began to open one side of the gate. He then picked up the Brand by
the hair and tossed him through the entrance. Brand was barely conscious.
Titan grabbed his head and got him ready for the Claw Slam! But Brand
countered with a low blow. Titan doubled over in pain and the Brand
managed to hit him with a spin kick to the face! Titan reeled outside
of the entrance once more and the Brand saw another opportunity.
He ran towards the open gate, grabbed the side and swung both his feet
into Titan's face! Titan went down, and the gate kept coming, the
edge smashing him right in the ribs!
Brand then
began to climb the fence! He made it to the top of a makeshift castle
wall, around fifteen feet up! Titan was down! The Brand jumped!
FLYING ELBOWDROP FROM FIFTEEN FEET!!!
Brand hit
hard and Titan began to spasm in pain. But the Brand wasn't moving
much either. The sheer impact of the move had taken its toll, and
the Brand was holding his arm in obvious pain. For about a minute,
neither man was moving. What a move!
Finally, Brand
began to move. He crawled over to Titan and made a cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!! AMAZING!!! Titan is one tough Brit!
The Brand
slowly got to his feet and grabbed Titan. Bringing him up, Brand
tossed Titan through the iron gates and into our theatre. Our cameras
followed.
They were
in a lobby. Brand grabbed an ashcan and smashed it over Titan's back!
Titan hit the ground, but Brand picked him back up. Once Titan was
vertical, the Brand backed up, ran at him and smashed him into a wall!
Titan hit hard and the brand backed off again! He ran but Titan was
ready! The Brand went for a shoulder, but Titan caught him and tossed
him backwards into the ticket booth! The glass on the booth cracked
as the Brand's head smacked against it! Both men slumped against
the wall. Brand was first to move. He tried to make his escape
by going into the theatre itself. Titan caught him in the aisle with
a big boot.
We could see
the stage for the first time. Done up like a royal court, two turrets
stood at both sides. Various props lay about. Plenty for these
two to play with. If they would ever get out of the aisle.
Titan planted
a few big rights into the Brand, who responded by slamming Titan's stomach
into the side of a seated chair. Running off another chair, Brand
hit Titan with a big spin kick, taking him down. Brand was slow to
follow up. He touched the back of his head and was bleeding fairly
badly. Still, he had the edge. He managed to heave Titan onto
the floor and roll him down the aisle towards the stage.
Once there,
the Brand noticed some of the toys he could play with. Set up on
a table were a bottle of wine and a few glasses. Brand took the bottle
and threw it at Titan. Titan ducked and the bottle smashed against
the ground. But he couldn't the follow up shot, a hit from one of
the goblets on the stage. Titan slumped to the ground and Brand made
another pin. Two count.
Titan stood
up and nailed the Brand with a punch to the head. Brand was knocked
further upstage by the blow. Titan then levelled him with a kick
to the head! Titan ripped down a tapestry from the wall and tossed
it onto the Brand. While Brand was covered, Titan kicked him repeatedly.
This was getting brutal. Titan picked Brand up, still covered, and
tossed him near the thrones in the back of the stage. Right near
the rapiers.
No.
He wouldn't!
The Brand
grabbed one of the rapiers and made a pass at Titan! Tim side stepped
and the stab missed. Titan kneed Brand in the face and the weapon
fell to the ground. Titan grabbed the Brand, who responded with a
thumb to the eye. Titan staggered back and, like lightning, the Brand
jumped onto the throne and rammed it into Titan!!! Titan took a massive
hit from the move! Brand grabbed him and tossed him into the
middle of the stage. Then he... left?
Brand had
found some sort of rope array in the back. There was a lever there,
too. He waited for Titan, who was slow in getting up. What
was the Brand planning?
Titan got
to his feet, looked backstage and saw the Brand. Then he looked down.
HE WAS STANDING ON A TRAPDOOR!!!
Brand pulled
the lever and the door opened! An injured Titan dove out of the way
and avoided falling through the trapdoor! Brand pulled another rope.
A sandbag fell from the ceiling!!! Titan rolled out of the way!!!
Another one! This one was nowhere close! Titan got up and grabbed
one sandbag. He walked backstage and tossed the heavy bag at the
Brand. Brand moved. Titan was coming back to life!!!
Brand needed
another escape. He ran towards one of the turrets, which had a spiral
staircase on the side. Brand ran up the stairs and Titan followed.
At the top of the stairs, Brand turned and planted both feet into Titan's
face! Titan fell back and staggered onto the floor. Brand
went around to the other side of the turret and stood at the edge.
He jumped at Titan!!!
TITAN CAUGHT
HIM IN THE AIR!!! CLAW SLAM!!!
1...
2...
3!!!
Elsinore
Death Match
Titan Tim
Redbury pinned The Dark Brand with the Claw Slam in 0:13:16.
Rating:
*** 1/4
What a war!!!
What a victory!!! Titan took everything the Brand could give and
kept on coming! What an amazing brawl.
The final
scene of this encounter? Titan stood over an unconscious Brand and
ripped off his mask. It was Joseph McAllister. We knew it before,
but there was no doubt no. An injured Titan slumped away from the
stage, the Brand's mask in hand. That should end that war.
Back in the
USA, Nick Jones was ready to talk to "The Rebel" Jerry Kent.
Jones: Fans, I don't think I've ever seen anything like that, and I doubt we'll ever see anything like that again. Right now, I'm here with "The Rebel" Jerry Kent. Jerry, you've had a lot on your plate lately. Major Force. Terry Sky. Ron Grayson. Cody Simmons. Monica. Simply the Best in general. With all of that going on, this match with "Jumbo" Jack Flap seems like somewhat of an afterthought.
Kent: You couldn't be more wrong, Jones. See, I've been prepared for that fat bastard every single time I've face him before. Look where we are now. I'm still at the top of my game, and he's spent the last few months waddling around as a fat referee. This match isn't an afterthought, Jones. It requires no thought what so ever. Not for somebody who's....
Jones: ... Simply the Best?
Kent: Exactly.
Old
Style Grudge Match
"The
Rebel" Jerry Kent
vs
"Jumbo"
Jack Flap
It's a battle for the ages... literally.
These two feuded back in the early eighties, with Jerry Kent having the
definite edge. The difference? Jerry Kent, going on fifty,
is still going strong. Maybe not the wrestlers he used to be, but
he's still better than almost anybody out there. The last time we
saw Jumbo in the ring as a wrestler, he was getting beat up by his former
partner, West Bronco.
Oddly enough, it was bad calls that favoured Bronco and went against Jerry
Kent and StB that have led to this encounter. Bronco beat Kent, questionably,
at Secrets, and that's brought Jumbo out of retirement for at least one
night. Kent's the first bump on the trail. And no matter what
Kent says, he can't have had enough time to prepare for this match with
everything that's been going on with StB.
Kent came out to a reasonable reaction. A few cheers, mostly boos.
No doubt, this deal with Major Force has hurt StB in many ways, popularity
being one of the biggest ones. A win by Rick Clark later on can help
change that. A loss could destroy StB.
Kent climbed into the ring and had the microphone.
KENT: In a couple minutes, you're going to hear a stretching sound. It will be Jumbo's big gut trying to escape from underneath those tights. You might think I'm not prepared, Jumbo, but I'm readier than you will ever be. You know who you are, you know who I am. I am Jerry Kent saying goodnight, God bless and let your fat ass kickin' commence!!!
No mixed words from Jerry Kent.
Jumbo Jack came out next. The reaction was a little less than what
you'd expect. That is, until you consider that Jumbo was abusing
his position as referee for a few months, intentionally or not. In
the process, not only did he hurt StB, he hurt a lot of good matches along
the way. He also pissed off a lot of fans.
To say Jumbo was in the best shape of his life would be a lie. Jumbo
was never in good shape, and he was probably in worse shape now.
This match goes five minutes. Tops.
The two men stood in the middle of the ring, nose to nose. The bell
rang...
Kent shoved Jumbo. Jumbo's chest went somewhere, but Jumbo stayed
put. Damn he's gotten fatter. Jumbo shoved back and Kent hit
the ground. He got back up and shoved Jumbo again. Jumbo shoved
back. Kent went down. This wasn't working too well. Finally,
Kent dug into the dirty trick bag for the first time tonight, poking Jumbo
in the eye. Jumbo reeled back and a brawl erupted. Jumbo showed
his obvious age, his punches being slow and easily avoided by a quicker
Kent. How many times do you hear THAT?
Kent kept peppering Jumbo with rights and lefts before bouncing off the
ropes for a lariat. He connected, but Jumbo stayed up. Another
had the same effect, but Jumbo was wobbling. Kent went for a third
one. Jumbo delivered a kick to the midsection and hit a DDT!!!
Kent was down and Jumbo dropped a big floppy elbow! Cover!
Two!
Jumbo had the edge, and with his shape, he only had a few more minutes
to use it. He picked Kent up, whipped him into the ropes and hit
a spinebuster slam! Kent hit hard and Jumbo garnered another two
count. He picked Kent up and then avalanched him in the corner!
Kent slumped down. Jumbo pulled him to the middle of the ring and
dropped on him with a big splash!
1...
2....
NO!!! Good God! That must have been like being splashed
by five hundred pounds of marshmallow. Jumbo switched tactics and
began to choke and brawl his way through the match. Kent was hurting,
having being pummelled by the fattest man on either side of Mabel.
Jumbo was jiggling all the way, laying boot after boot into Kent.
After a lariat, he went for another pin. Two count. Looking
to wear Kent down, Jumbo locked him in a side headlock.
Somehow, Kent lifted Jumbo up for a side suplex!!! Damn that ring
shook! And so did Jumbo!!! Kent got up and went for a cover.
Two count.
It was Jerry's turn to dish out some punishment. In between some
hard punches and kicks, Kent would nail Jumbo with whatever was possible.
He took him down with a side russian legsweep for a two count. Kent
then picked Jumbo up, whipped him into the corner chest first and used
his own momentum to catch him with a bridge back suplex on the way out!!!
TWO COUNT!!! Kent, frustrated, kicked the fat man outside.
Kent grabbed a chair, looking to lay some metal on the big man. Jumbo
kicked Kent in the stomach and whipped him into the ringpost! Kent
hit hard, came off and Jumbo nailed him with a powerslam! Jumbo crawled
back into the ring....
Oh God NO!!! HE WASN'T CRAWLING INTO THE RING!!! HE WAS CLIMBING
ONTO THE APRON!!! DAMMIT, JUMBO!!! DON'T JUMP!!! YOU'LL
KILL US ALL!!!
HE JUMPED!!! JUMBO CAME OFF THE APRON WITH A DIVING HEADBUTT!!!
DAMN IF HE DIDN'T BOUNCE!!!
Kent grabbed his side in obvious pain. That was hundreds of pounds
of headbutt, and it hurt like Hell!!! Jumbo, though, didn't exactly
realize how much the move would hurt him. That's why we have a Cruiserweight
Division, eh, Jumbo? Damn! Slowly, though, Jumbo got up.
Obviously winded, he whipped Kent into the ring and followed.
Kent kicked Jumbo in his ample stomach and hit him with a DDT.... NOW WHERE
WAS KENT GOING!!! THE TOP ROPE!!! ARGH!!!
For God's sakes, somebody get El Stingray out here and tell them why this
is dangerous!
Jumbo was down. Kent came off with a flying elbow. JUMBO GOT
HIS BOOT UP!!! KENT HITS THE GROUND!!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!!!
1... 2... 3...
4... 5... 6...
7... 8... JUMBO ROLLS ONTO KENT! DAMN!!!
1...
2...
SHOULDER!!! Kent's lucky he could breathe under there. Jumbo
locked on a clawhold!!! Kent was in pain, but he made it to the ropes.
The ropes that break holds like this. The ropes he was holding.
DAMMIT, REF!!! LOOK AT THE ROPES!!!
For some ungodly reason, the referee wasn't looking at the ropes.
Finally, he noticed and he forced Jumbo to break the hold! Jumbo
picked Kent up and whipped him to the ropes. Kent came off with a
high knee, flooring Jumbo.
Kent then got right in the referee's face. No, he wasn't happy about
that rope incident. The ref claimed not to have seen it. You
don't think that Jumbo and the ref....
Jumbo came up from behind Kent and tripped both of his legs. Kent
fell face first onto the mat and Jumbo jumped on his back with the Winnipeg
Whump!!! AH!!! Kent is turned over and Jumbo goes for the pin.
1...
2...
3!!!
Jumbo Jack
Flap pinned Jerry Kent with the Winnipeg Whump in 0:09:08.
Rating:
** 3/4
Oh no!
Kent lost to a fat, old, fat fat man.
The referee
raised Jumbo's hand a little too happily. Score one for referees
everywhere, I guess. And score a big one against the StB elder, who
came in unprepared and overconfident. All it cost him was a win against
a guy who he never had trouble beating before.
Once Jumbo
was done celebrating, a hurting Kent left the ring to many jeers and insults.
He had lost to "Jumbo" Jack Flap. Wow. How can he recover from
this one?
A clip package
was shown outlining the recent events of the mysterious Oni/NightClaw vs
Baki Mono feud. Ending it all off was that awesome strobe display
on Monday. A new player has shown up. This time, maybe, just
maybe, we'll find out who this mysterious "Defender" is. That, or
things will get weirder.
Ah, they'll
do that anyway...
The
Dark vs The Light
"Gran
Hikari" Oni
vs
Amatsu
Mikaboshi w/ Zists and Iznami
Bizarre doesn't
even begin to cover it. First Oni disappears after a battle with
Teioh. Then a "Light Man" appears, a man revealed to be Oni.
Then Teioh brings in the Baki Mono, and it is discovered that Zists and
Iznami are looking for some sort of "Defender" and Oni is here to stop
them. NightClaw has since joined Oni, only it's NightClaw II, not
the one Oni nearly crippled. To top it all off, a new player seems
to have joined the field on Monday. And it damn well could be the
Defender.
So, with that
cleared up (?), we get ready for a war.
The arena
went dark and the sounds of the storm started up. A massive bolt
of lightning struck the entrance. From the smoke walked Amatsu Mikaboshi,
the Evil One. We haven't seen Amatsu in action yet, but we know he's
one massive man and that the challengers put forward by the Baki Mono have
gotten progressively more dangerous. Amatsu looked to be the deadliest
of them all. With Zists and Iznami at his side, Amatsu climbed into
the ring and readied himself to destroy Oni.
The lights
remained dim as a faint glow appeared in the entrance. It was Oni,
holding the Kongo trident high over his head as it radiated light.
Silent, solemn, Oni approached the ring while never taking his eyes off
of Amatsu. Oni was dressed in his traditional wrestling garb, with
one exception. He still wore, on his arm, that armpiece where the
Kongo staff is placed. The handle shrunk down and Oni snapped the
trident onto his forearm. It never stopped glowing. If he was
going to face a man like Amatsu, he was going to do it with a weapon.
With the tricks the Baki Mono could pull, that probably wasn't a bad idea.
Amatsu took
a swing at Oni to start the match. Oni side stepped and the bell
rang...
Amatsu went
for another big sweeping chop, but Oni ducked and nailed a front kick to
Amatsu's stomach. Amatsu just stood there. A series of chops
had the same effect, which is to say they did absolutely nothing.
Oni went for a spin kick but Amatsu blocked it by merely sticking up his
forearm. Like lightning, the big man connected with a spin kick of
his own, sending Oni spinning to the mat! What a blow! Oni
was going to have an uphill battle on his hands, that's for sure.
Amatsu proceeded
to work Oni with a few more vicious kicks, each one knocking Oni at least
a foot further than where he was. This was painful to watch.
Amatsu then grabbed Oni's arm and tried to take him out with a triangle
choke. Oni was quick to make it to the ropes, but within seconds,
his face was already red. The ref told Amatsu to break the hold.
Amatsu held on until he was ordered off by Iznami. Oni tried to get
the air back into his lungs, but Amatsu wouldn't allow it. He lifted
Oni high overhead in a chokehold. The ref warned Amatsu, bu the big
man wasn't listening. This wasn't about a win.
Oni, the energy
sapping out of him, did all that he could to escape. He delivered
a stiff kick to Amatsu's face. Nothing. He hit Amatsu's hands
with a double chop. Still no release. Finally, Oni used both
feet and caught Amatsu right in the sternum, essentially pushing himself
off the big man. Oni fell to the mat and Amatsu approached.
Oni felled him with a legsweep! Amatsu got up and Oni floored him
again with a spinning leg lariat! This time, Oni followed up with
a Russian legsweep and then he went up top. Amatsu was quick to get
up, so Oni was quick to come down with a karate chop!
AMATSU KICKED
ONI OUT OF THE AIR!!! Taking Amatsu's foot right under the jaw, Oni
fell to the mat hard and seemed defenceless.
Amatsu did
whatever he could to make Oni as uncomfortable as possible. Torturing
his smaller foe, Amatsu locked on a series of nerve holds, each one seemingly
designed to cause pain rather than take Oni out. A Toka slam, and
Oni was having trouble getting off the mat. A jumping kick to the
face and Oni's nose was broken. Amatsu was systematically tearing
Oni apart. After a series of kicks to the midsection that literally
put Oni in the air, Amatsu backed off for a hatchet kick.
ONI MOVED!!!
Amatsu hit nothing but air and Oni quickly went behind and hit a German
suplex! He couldn't hold the big man, but Oni was on his way back.
He nailed Amatsu with a few dropkicks and then bounced off the middle rope
to give himself some elevation on a Cyclone Kick! Amatsu fell to
a knee and Oni ran off the ropes, nailing him with a low spinning leg lariat.
Amatsu snapped back to the mat and Oni went up top. A dazed Amatsu
was taken down by a flying cross body block! Still, Oni couldn't
get a count! Instead, he did the next best thing. He grabbed
Amatsu's right arm, forced him down to the mat and locked on an armbar
submission!
Amatsu didn't
seem to be in pain, but he couldn't escape the hold. Oni was trying
to wear the big man down any way he could. Impact attacks didn't
work. Maybe some submission holds would. For a minute, Oni
had Amatsu locked in the armbar submission. That was a minute too
long.
Amatsu, with
a mighty yell, broke the hold, slamming his hand to the mat. Oni
quickly got up and bounced off the ropes, attempting a lariat. Amatsu
caught Oni's arm, lifted him up in suplex position and hit him with a screwdriver!!!
From seven feet in the air, Oni landed right on his head! Oni wasn't
moving. Amatsu decided it was time to end it.
Oni was placed
on the top rope. Amatsu made a grab at him, but Oni responded with
a series of chops! They had no effect! One punch stopped Oni's
fight and Amatsu hooked him up in a front facelock. While Amatsu
was standing and Oni was on the buckles, Amatsu snapped him in half with
a form of a DDT! The War Gong! Oni folded painfully.
Placing a foot on Oni's chest, Amatsu made the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
Amatsu Mikaboshi
pinned Oni with the War Gong in 0:11:09.
Rating:
*** 1/2
Amazing.
Simply amazing. Amatsu dominated that match from beginning to end.
The lights
went dim as Amatsu picked Oni up. The Baki Mono were coming to the
ring!!!
Oni couldn't
even stand. He was being held up by Amatsu as the Baki Mono entered
the ring. Teioh, Oni's doppleganger, was the first to take a shot,
nailing Oni with a stiff kick to the ribs. Zuzanow followed with
one of his own. The Dark Storm then grabbed Oni and hit him with
a double backdrop driver. Oni was splayed out on the mat, as
if he had been in some sort of a traffic accident. The ref tried
to stop this, but Naga Yajito kicked him below the belt. This was
going to get ugly. The Baki Mono had Oni just where they wanted him.
Amatsu picked
Oni up once more. He held his arm up, the same arm where the Kongo
staff attached. Teioh went for the arm and attempted to unfasten
the harness.
Suddenly,
Teioh's arm was engulfed in blue fire! NightClaw!!! NightClaw
was here!!! A hole opened in the ring and blue smoke poured out.
NightClaw came out of the hold...
AND AMATSU
NAILED HIM WITH A KICK TO THE HEAD!!! NightClaw wasn't ready for
that. Amatsu placed him on the turnbuckle and hit the War Gong!
Both Oni and NightClaw were down!!! Teioh continued to try and grab
the Kongo staff. Finally, he succeeded! The Kongo staff was
lifted high over Teioh's head!
The arena
suddenly went black. Pitch black. For ten seconds, nobody had
any idea what was happening. Then, quickly, there was a bright white
strobe! Then a voice.
Baki Mono.
STROBE
You wish to enter my realm?
STROBE
You wish to destroy the Dead Line?
STROBE
Your existence threatens the very balance that I embody.
STROBE
The Dead Line is the balance. Balance must be maintained.
STROBE
I am its defender. Dead Line is mine. I am Dead Line.
The strobe
effect suddenly burst into super speed. An eerie, militaristic music
began to play in the arena. NightClaw and Oni were still down.
The Baki Mono looked anxious. The Defender was here!
A massive
man appeared from the back. Seven feet tall. Dressed in a black
and white, wearing a cowl which covered all but his mouth and chin.
A red shock of hair showed from the top. This massive man was walking
towards the ring!
Iznami dispatched
her troops. Naga Yajito was the first to charge. Meeting this
man in the aisle, Naga was tossed aside with one hand. The Dark Storm
were next. They ran and hit the Defender with a double kick.
He stood motionless. His hands then grabbed Dark Storm by the throat,
and Raijin and Fujin were choke slammed to the hard concrete!
This Defender
made his way to ringside. Zuzanow dove over the ropes at him, but
the Defender pushed him aside in mid air! He climbed into the ring.
Teioh had
the Kongo staff, and Zists ordered him to attack. Teioh raised the
staff up, but one wave of the hand by the Defender caused the artifact
to explode in a flash of light! Teioh hit the ground, stunned by
the explosion. Iznami and Zists took refuge behind their last man
standing. Amatsu Mikaboshi.
The Defender
then spoke, and everybody heard him.
"I will keep the balance. Deadline will never be conquered!!!"
The strobes
ended. The arena was black again. In moments, the lights came
back on.
Oni and NightClaw
were gone. The Baki Mono all lay where they had been attacked.
Amatsu, Zists and Iznami stood together. This man, this Deadline,
was nowhere.
We have met
the Defender. Or shall we call him Deadline? Either way, one
thing is for certain. The war between the Light and the Dark has
been evened up in a way that we could never have expected.
Deadline...
Amazing.
We went to
a series of video clips overviewing the feud between Biff Slamkovich and
the All-Americans. The trickery employed by the All-Americans to
get Zangief out of the SMWA. Doomsday coming in to the fold
at Secrets, only to have his hand broken by Biff Slamkovich. The
deals made with Major Force, leading to this match. Tonight, Biff
Slamkovich has a chance to bring Zangief back to the SMWA. All he
has to do is pin Doomsday in a no DQ match with the All-Americans at ringside.
If he doesn't, then not only is Zangief not returning, but Biff will be
retiring early.
It's a high
stakes war to say the least. And it's up next!!!
The
War of the Super Powers: The Armageddon Agenda
Biff
Slamkovich
vs
Doomsday
w/ The All-Americans
This is a war
that never ends. Every time we think it's going to finish, a new
wrinkle develops. Zangief being kicked out of the SMWA. Chad
Hillsman's censorship. Doomsday. Tonight,
it could end if Doomsday beats Biff. But if Biff can pin Doomsday,
a feat that only four wrestlers have ever accomplished, then the war will
heat up. Zangief will return.
Doomsday and
the All-Americans came out first. New Orleans let them know just
what they thought of them, which wasn't very much at all. Chad Hillsman,
the Ultra Nationalist. Gunloc, the Traitor. Doomsday, the Hired
Gun. No redeeming qualities in this group. Especially now that
Hillsman is allowed to talk again. The terrible trio entered the
ring and awaited Biff Slamkovich.
Biff came
out to a huge ovation, but he didn't notice. He charged the ring
and attacked Doomsday. This was a war, and Biff wasn't going to hold
back. The bell rang...
Biff used his
speed against Doomsday, who's hand somewhat limited him in the brawl.
Using hit and run tactics, Biff was able to confound Doomsday early on.
However, just because Doomsday's hand is broken doesn't mean that he can't
hurt you. A hard elbow put an end to Biff's opening assault.
Slamkovich stumbled up into a corner and Doomsday flattened him with an
avalanche. Biff slumped to the mat and Doomsday planted a boot in
his throat. The ref forced a break. Doomsday picked Biff up
and immediately placed him in a bearhug!
Slamkovich
fought to get free, but Doomsday had a fairly good grip. Unable to
use his right hand, Doomsday was using the strength in his left hand to
complete the hold. It was early, but Slamkovich was having severe
troubles. Finally, Biff started fighting back. Punches to Doomsday's
head did nothing. Neither did an earringer. For some reason,
Biff managed to reach behind him and start pounding on his back!
What was he doing?
No!
He wasn't hitting himself! He was trying to hit Doomsday's injured
hand! Biff found the right and began to smash it with his forearm.
Doomsday held on as long as he could, but the pain was too much.
He had to release the hold. Biff bounced off the ropes... and was
nailed by a lariat. Biff had made Doomsday mad.
The Green
Monster picked Biff up and got him ready for a backdrop driver. Biff
managed to flip out of the hold, land behind Doomsday and lift the monster
up for a backdrop driver of his own. Doomsday rolled back to his
feet but Biff took him down with a flying shoulderblock. Doomsday
again was quick to try and get up, but Biff stopped him cold, viciously
stomping on the broken hand. Doomsday grabbed the hand in obvious
pain. Slamkovich delivered a hard, soccer like kick to the side of
Doomsday's head and went up top. Doomsday, still holding his hand,
fell prey to a flying cross body block! Cover!
1...
KICKOUT!!! Doomsday has a lot more than that left in him.
Biff again
stomped on Doomsday's right hand, but this time Doomsday channelled his
pain effectively. He took his left hand and nailed Slamkovich with
a low blow! Biff fell to the mat. Doomsday shook the pain out
of his hand and dropped an elbow on Slamkovich.
Slowly, Doomsday
began to dominate. His offence was somewhat limited by the broken
hand. Doomsday wasn't wearing that metal glove for this match.
Something like that could have been used as a weapon, but it's also slightly
cumbersome. Doomsday was doing fine beating Biff with one hand, anyway.
He picked Slamkovich up and planted him with a samoan drop before climbing
the top rope and smearing him with a senton! Cover!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout by Slamkovich! Biff knows what's on the line here.
Doomsday picked
Biff up and nailed him with a front powerslam. Unfortunately, his
hand was caught under his and Biff's weight. Doomsday reeled back
in more pain before making a cover. The break gave Biff the chance
to kick out.
Doomsday picked
Biff up, but Slamkovich hit a few dropkicks, sending the big man back.
Biff grabbed Doomsday's right arm and went for a wristlock, but Doomsday
wasn't going to have it. He slugged Biff hard with the left hand
and nailed him with a big lariat. Biff was whipped to the corner
and Doomsday followed up with an avalanche.
Biff lifted
his knees and caught Doomsday on the way in. Doomsday staggered back
and Biff went for a leg lariat. Doomsday stepped back and Biff hit
the mat. Biff was picked up and hit with a lame Gorilla press which
still managed to put him over the top ropes. Right where the All-Americans
were standing.
The no-DQ
rules served Gunloc and Hillsman quite well on the outside.
The All-Americans pounded the heck out of Slamkovich, taking him from rail
to rail, hitting him with everything they could. Gunloc then went
to irish whip Biff to the ringpost. Biff reversed and Gunloc hit
the post. Chad Hillsman hit Biff in the back of the head with a forearm
smash and then hit him with a Stars and Bars on the outside!!! Biff
was unconscious!!! Hillsman rolled him into the ring.
Hillsman yelled
at Doomsday "Hurt him". And Doomsday intended to. He placed
an unconscious Slamkovich on the top ropes and hit him with the Death from
Above chokeslam. Doomsday didn't make the cover. He wanted
some revenge for what Slamkovich did to his hand.
Along the
aisle, fans began to stand up. It was as if somebody was coming to
the ring. But we couldn't see anybody. Our announcers were
confounded as well.
Lee: Slamkovich is hurting and... what the heck is going on over there? Can we get a camera? Somebody?
Tony: Well, there's your camera shot. I don't see anybody... wait a second. What's that on the ground.
Lee: I don't... Oh no way!
Tony: What are you looking at?
Lee: Bottom of the screen!
Tony: Huh? Whoa!
Lee: I think... I THINK BOBBY THE MONKEY IS COMING TO THE RING!!!
BOBBY THE MONKEY!!!
A MONKEY WAS WALKING DOWN THE AISLE!!! BOBBY? IT LOOKED LIKE
BOBBY! We haven't seen that little guy since King Rasta was injured
by Doomsday...
Oh boy.
Bobby ran
to ringside and started jumping up and down in front of the All-Americans!
Gunloc and Hillsman looked surprised, to say the least. They weren't
expecting this.
Doomsday glanced
over at his associates and saw the same thing. Bobby the Monkey jumping
up and down at ringside. But he wasn't doing anything. All
Bobby was doing was jumping up and down...
Who's coming
out of the... KING RASTA IS COMING OUT OF THE CROWD!!! HE HAS
A STEEL CHAIR!!!
Doomsday,
still distracted by the jumping monkey, received a vicious chair shot to
the back of the head. He stumbled forward, then turned around and
received another one. King Rasta was helping Biff Slamkovich!!!
The All-Americans
jumped up onto the apron, but Rasta nailed them both with the chair!
He turned around and was levelled by a Doomsday lariat! Rasta dropped
his chair. Doomsday grabbed Rasta by the throat by his left hand.
He was going to try for a choke slam!
Slamkovich,
like this had been planned all along, grabbed the chair and smashed Doomsday's
right hand! Doomsday released the choke slam. He once again
grabbed his hand in pain. Biff turned him around and nailed him with
a Northern Lights Suplex!!!
1...
2...
3!!!
Biff Slamkovich
pinned Doomsday after a Northern Lights suplex in 0:08:41.
Rating:
*** 1/4
SLAMKOVICH
WINS!!! ZANGIEF IS COMING BACK!!! KING RASTA IS BACK!!!
AND SO IS HIS MONKEY!!!
Doomsday went
after both Slamkovich and Rasta, but the duo held the big man off, knocking
him outside with a double lariat! The All-Americans charged the ring
but were quickly dumped by Rasta and Biff! Bobby the Monkey jumped
into the ring to celebrate!
With a little
help from Rasta and his monkey, Biff pulled of a win against the Green
Monster. And it looks like the War of the Super Powers has a couple
new faces!
The All-Americans
and Doomsday made their way to the back. This wouldn't be their night.
The war was going to continue. And Biff had reinforcement.
Slamkovich
and Rasta left the ring. Biff stopped at ringside and took off his
headband. He handed it to a young fan at ringside. He then
whispered something to the boy, who nodded a gave Biff a high five.
A nice tradition for Slamkovich to start.
Next up, we would see one of the most dominant young superstars to ever hit the SMWA face off against the hottest cowboy Arizona has ever produced. And the North American Title would be on the line!!!
SMWA
North American Title Match
Ghost
(C) w/ Saul Masters
vs
West
Bronco
West Bronco earned the right to face Ghost for the belt when he defeated The Dark Brand several weeks ago on Massacre. According to Ghost, though, Bronco has earned nothing. He beat Brand when Titan Tim interfered against the Brand. His winning streak was helped along by the biased refereeing of Jumbo Jack Flap. His win at Secrets was a direct result of shoddy refereeing. Simply put, Ghost doesn't think Bronco has what it takes to beat him one on one. That could be Ghost's mistake.
The Pale Rider
came to the ring first, flanked by Saul Masters. This would be the
first match of the evening for Major Force, and while it may not be as
important as the other three matches, with the North American Title on
the line, it is certainly important enough.
The fans weren't
too happy to see Major Force's henchman. However, they did give a
nice little reaction for our next wrestler. West Bronco got a great
ovation from the New Orleans crowd. This was his big shot.
You can bet the butterflies are there, but it's nothing Bronco hasn't experienced
before. The kid's come a long way. Has he come far enough to
beat Ghost?
We were about
to find out...
The match started
off, predictably, with a brawl. Bronco is a great brawler, but Ghost
has managed to hold his own in brawls against men like Alexander "The Grater",
Doomsday and Mike Haggar. In other words, Bronco would be in trouble.
Ghost gained the edge with a few well placed kicks and a DDT. Bronco
got up and was nailed by a vicious Frankensteiner. Ghost, going for
an early kill, put Bronco on the turnbuckles and, not even two minutes
in to the match, Bronco was hit with a top-rope Frankensteiner!!!
A cover by Ghost produced a two count. To follow up, Ghost hit a
Death Valley Driver! Another two count! Ghost wasn't waiting
to pull out ALL the stops.
Ghost continued
to kick the crap out of Bronco a while longer until West managed to floor
Ghost with a decapitating lariat! Ghost stumbled back to his feet
and was nailed again. A third one and Ghost stayed down. Bronco
quickly locked on a clawhold. Ghost struggled to make it to the ropes
and he did. The referee forced the break, but Bronco didn't break
clean, kicking Ghost in the stomach. The Pale Rider was then dragged
to his feet and DDTed to the ground! Cover!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! Ghost still had plenty of fight left.
Bronco was
doing his best to rob him of that fight, though. Power may be the
only advantage Bronco had over Ghost, and he sure used it, nailing Ghost
with a few slams and lariats, nearly scoring the pin after a fall away
slam. Ghost was locked in a wristlock, and Bronco proceeded to nail
him with a series of short lariats, dragging Ghost up each time.
The final time, Bronco left Ghost standing and bounced off the ropes with
a flying lariat. Another cover, another two count.
Bronco locked
on a headlock, which Ghost quickly countered with a side suplex!
Control, Ghost. Ghost grabbed Bronco around the waist and hit him
with a Doctor Bomb for a two count. Saul Masters jumped on to the
apron to contest the count. While the ref was distracted, the sadistic
Ghost kicked Bronco below the belt. He picked a hurt Bronco off of
the mat and hit him with a jumping DDT! Cover! Two!
Ghost kept
it up, using several high risk moves mixed in with the occasional high
impact blast. A backdrop driver nearly put Bronco down for good.
Ghost then went behind Bronco for a German suplex. A few elbows broke
the lock and Bronco got behind Ghost! Quickly, he hit him with a
bridge back suplex!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! Ghost got up first and nailed Bronco with
a lariat. He then locked on a Dragon Sleeper.
Bronco was
going out fast. Ghost had the move locked right in and he wasn't
letting go. The ref checked a fading Bronco's arm. It dropped
once. Twice. NOT THREE TIMES!!! Bronco was still in this
match! He fought his way to the ropes. Ghost didn't want to
release the hold. Finally, Ghost let go. The ref admonished
him as Saul Masters jumped up and nailed Bronco in the face with the butt
end of his whip! Bronco went down and Ghost went for the cover.
1...
2...
SHOULDER!!! BRONCO'S STILL IN IT!!!
Ghost went
up to the top ropes, intent on doing more damage. Soaring from the
top, Ghost hit a flying cross body press which Bronco turned into a powerslam!!!
Both men were down!! But Bronco managed to crawl over and make the
cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! KICKOUT!!!
Both men started
getting up and a brawl ensued. This time, Bronco was the one who
had the advantage, his punches rocking Ghost. Ghost was backed into
the corner, where Bronco continued to pound on him. The ref pulled
Bronco away, and a brief argument ensued. Ghost took advantage, swinging
with a lariat. Bronco ducked and went for one of his own. Ghost
ducked and Bronco hit the referee!!!
Saul Masters
didn't waste any time jumping in to the ring. He hit Bronco in the
back of the head with the handle of the whip, knocking him into an awaiting
Ghost, who hit a legsweep faceslam. Bronco was put on the top rope
and nailed with a belly-to-belly superplex as Masters grabbed a chair from
ringside. He placed the chair in the ring and Ghost set Bronco up
for the Final Breath!!! Ghost hit the move on the steel chair and
went for the cover!
NO REFEREE!!!
The fans began
to cheer... ALEXANDER "THE GRATER" WAS ON HIS WAY TO THE RING!!!
Saul Masters
tried to get in the way, but Grater hit him with a lariat. Grater
ran into the ring and levelled Ghost with a lariat! Ghost went down!
Grater picked him up and nailed him with the Doomsday Tornado!!!
He then shook the referee, waking him up some, and left the ring.
West Bronco
got to his feet slowly and saw Ghost on the ground. He picked Ghost
up for a vertical suplex, but Ghost escaped and landed on his feet.
He kicked Bronco in the stomach and then went for a second Final Breath!
Bronco backdropped free! GHOST LANDED ON THE CHAIR!!! As Ghost
bounced off the steel, Bronco kicked the chair from the ring, picked Ghost
up and planted him with the Tombstone!!! He grabbed the ref, dragged
him over and made the cover. Slowly, the ref counted!
1...
2...
3!!! NEW CHAMPION!!!
West Bronco
pinned Ghost with the Tombstone in 0:12:51.
Rating:
**** 1/4
(West Bronco
won the SMWA North American Title.)
West Bronco
had done it! West Bronco was the new North American Champion!
Not fully
realizing what had happened, Bronco was handed his belt. He climbed
on to a turnbuckle and raised it up for all to see. He was the North
American Champion... and like Ghost said, he couldn't do it on his own.
Maybe Bronco didn't ask for Grater's help, but he sure got it. Bronco's
going to have to prove himself in the future.
An irate Masters
pulled Ghost from the ring and helped him to the back. You can bet
that, against Scorpion, Grater will face a reckoning later tonight.
For now, Major Force had it's first loss of the evening. What will
happen from here?
Backstage, Nick Jones was ready to talk to Monica.
Jones: Monica, in just a few moments, Cody Simmons and Ron Grayson will battle for your affections. I have to ask. Who are you rooting for?
Monica: Well, actually, Nick...
Cody: That would be me she's rooting for, Jones!
Cody stepped on camera and put an arm around Monica.
Cody: When she broke away from Grayson in the first place, I think it became obvious. This match? It's just a way to shut Ron Grayson up.
Grayson: I'll shut you up, you little....
Ron Grayson ran right in to Cody, tackling him to the ground. The two were exchanging punches in the back. The battle for the woman who has torn Simply the Best apart was next!
The
Battle for Monica
"The
Streetfighting Stud" Cody Simmons
vs
"Daredevil"
Ron Grayson
Grayson and
Cody used to be partners. And they were both partners with Monica,
too. Therein lies the problem.
From our interview
position in the back, Cody and Grayson brawled into the aisle. Without
any announcement, our fans saw these two brawling in the aisle, trying
to destroy each other. Monica followed behind, watching this match
with great interest, for obvious reasons. These two were trying to
prove who was more "worthy" or her... or who was best for Monica.
A little outdated, but boys will be boys.
As angry as
Grayson was, he forgot one thing. He was in a brawl. Cody Simmons
excels in brawling, especially against a man his own size. Grayson
found himself being tossed from guardrail to guardrail on the way to the
ring. Cody grabbed a soft drink from a fan in the aisle and splashed
it in Grayson's face. One fan was nice enough to provide a frying
pan (if you don't like arena food, cook your own), and Cody walloped Grayson
in the head with that as well. He whipped Grayson into the ring apron
and the rolled him into the ring. The beating continued as Cody continued
to pummel his stablemate with lefts and rights. Cody added a bit
more oomph with a few nice lariats before putting Grayson down with a bulldog
for a near fall early on.
Cody kept
punching but swung wide on a roundhouse right. Grayson quickly capitalized,
folding Cody in half with a back suplex. He picked Cody up and tossed
him outside. Telling the ref not to count anybody out, Grayson went
outside. He gave Monica a wink. She smiled.
Grayson picked
Cody up and hit him with another back suplex, this one on the floor.
Climbing to the ring apron, Grayson nailed Cody with a flying elbowdrop
on the outside! Grayson rolled in to the ring to break the referee's
count (he didn't listen to Grayson, obviously). Grayson then went
to the timekeepers table and stole a steel folding chair. Cody was
starting to get up. Grayson hit him in the stomach with the chair
and then DDTed him on the ground! Grayson set up the chair and the
put Cody on it. Cody was half out, sitting on a steel chair as Ron
Grayson climbed on the apron. Springing off the middle ropes, Grayson
hit an Asai moonsault onto a seated Cody!!!
The move took
it's toll on both men. The referee was being lenient with his count,
but he was already up to five! Six... Seven... Grayson was getting
up... Eight... He picked Cody up.... Nine... Grayson rolls Cody into
the ring and follows him in! Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! One thing about Cody. There is no limit to
the punishment this kid will take. Grayson picked Cody up and hit
him with a slingshot suplex. Still a little slow from that moonsault,
Grayson took his time getting to the top ropes. He went for another
moonsault! CODY MOVED! Grayson hit the mat!
Cody followed
up with a few punches before nailing Grayson with a leg lariat. A
russian legsweep put Grayson down again and then Cody locked on an ankle
lock!
Monica was
outside, right in front of Cody and Grayson. She looked concerned.
Cody winked and blew her a little kiss. Grayson saw the object of
his affection and fought like hell to get to the ropes. Mustering
every bit of strength he had, Grayson got to the ropes. Cody was
forced to break! Grayson rolled outside and went to talk to Monica.
Cody wouldn't
have it. He followed Grayson outside and nailed him with a lariat
to the back of the head! Grayson was then tossed in to the ring steps.
Cody grabbed some electrical cord from under the ring and began to choke
Grayson. Grayson managed to nail Cody below the belt with a back
kick. He rolled Cody into the ring and gave Monica a glance.
He blew her a little kiss. Monica didn't seem to mind.
In the ring,
Grayson decided to slap Cody around a little bit. Cody fought back
and we had one hell of a brawl, a brawl which was ended when Grayson nailed
him with a belly-to-belly suplex. Grayson picked Cody up and bounced
him off the top ropes with a slingshot back suplex. He looked at
Monica and told her he was going up top. Time for the Shooting Star
Legdrop!!!
Grayson got
up top and flew at Cody! Cody moved!!! Grayson hit the mat
hard! Both men were slow to get up. Grayson went after Cody
first, but Cody began punching at Grayson's stomach. Right, left,
right, left, knee, knee, knee, uppercut, hard shoulder throw! THE
DEAD END!!! Cody went for the cover!
1...
2...
3!!!
Cody Simmons
pinned Ron Grayson with the Dead End in 0:11:01.
Rating:
**** 1/4
Cody had done
it! Cody had beaten Ron Grayson, and now Monica was his. If
she'd have him.
Monica, the
smile on her face slowly fading, began to walk to the back. Cody
saw that and grabbed a microphone.
Cody: Okay, honey, I know you can't wait to "get to the back". Neither can I. But come on in. Celebrate. Come on, Monica. Right here, baby. Where are you going? Come on, Monica. Your stud is right here!
Monica continued to walk towards the back. Cody looked confused.
Cody: What the Hell are you doing, Monica. I thought we had something? Seriously, stop playing around, okay? Why the rush to get back there?
******** Cue Highland Hell's Music ********
Cody: What the Hell?
Out from the
back came The Flying Scotsman!!! He stood right beside Monica, took
her in his arms and planted a monster kiss on her! Cody was stunned!
Ron Grayson was getting up, too, and he was shocked as anything.
Standing almost right next to Cody, Grayson's jaw almost hit the floor.
The Scotsman?
The Highlander
had a microphone.
Scotsman: Looks like you two are going to be wanking yourselves for a while, boys.
Monica: Sorry, guys. It was either I choose between two little boys, or I got with one big, BIG man!!! Later!
With that,
Monica and the Scotsman left for the back.
Cody looked
at Grayson. Grayson looked at Cody.
Grayson: He stole our girl!
Cody: He's a dead man!
Just like that,
two men who were beating each other to a pulp minutes ago ran towards the
back together, in search of The Flying Scotsman!
Well, it looks
like Cody and Grayson are back together. That was unexpected.
Damn...
The Scotsman? What the Hell does he have under his kilt?
Backstage,
Nick Jones was ready to talk to Kodiak Marmoset.
Jones: The Flying Scotsman... What is she thinking? Fans, I'm here with Kodiak Marmoset. Kodiak, tonight, it's the biggest match of your life. You have the chance to defeat a legend in Mike Haggar. However, you have to admit, the odds are slightly stacked in your favour.
Kodiak: Of course they are, Jones. Kodiak Marmoset has the odds in his favour just because he is who he is.
Jones: Actually, I was referring to the two for one rules.
Kodiak: Like that's really going to have any kind of impact on the match. Jones, the fact that the Kodiak is headlining in a match against the "great" Mike Haggar shouldn't surprise anybody. See, I hear what people say. "Oh, that Kodiak. He's a Loser!" Well, Jones, if a guy loses to a loser, what does that make him? Mike Haggar, I know you think you're great, but I know I'm great. Just so you can get used to how you'll be feeling later on tonight, I want you to go look in your mirror, take your right hand, stick out your thumb and index finger and put them against your forehead. See, look what happens, Jones. If I put my hand like that on my forehead, like this, what does that make me.
Jones: A loser?
Kodiak quickly took his hand off of his forehead.
Kodiak: Shut up, Jones!!! You know what I'm saying. Mike Haggar, You've had a decent run, but tonight you are going to get run over by the Kodiak Express!!! Another Big V for me!
Boy, Kodiak
sure does have a self-confidence problem, doesn't he? Sheesh!
Next up, we
would crown new SMWA Tag Team Champions. And unless the miracles
of God include healing injured knees, it would more than likely be the
All-Americans.
SMWA
Tag Team Tournament Finals
The
All-Americans
vs
The
Air Raiders
Ever since
his match against the Dark Storm in the tournament semi-finals, El Stingray's
knee has been in rough shape. On Massacre, more damage was done in
a massive six man tag match. El Stingray may be in no condition to
wrestle tonight. But the man in charge is being controlled by Major
Force, and one has to wonder if Major Force really cares if anybody is
fighting with an injury. They likely wouldn't ask for a doctor's
note.
The All-Americans
came out first to a large amount of boos. Hillsman didn't seem too
happy, and why would he be? Zangief was coming back, and it was all
the fault of a monkey. Hopefully, a tag team title victory would
erase that unfortunate feeling of being tricked by a small furry animal.
At least he'd get to beat up on two foreigners. We know Hillsman,
the sick bastard, likes that.
The Hillsman
and Gunloc walked to the ring and somebody caught Hillsman's eye.
It was the boy that Biff had given his headband to. The kid was cursing
a blue streak at the All-Americans, ribbing them about everything from
Zangief to Bobby the Monkey. Hillsman, already in a foul mood, charged
at the kid, who shot out of his seat and ran away at light speed.
Hillsman tried to climb the rail, but Gunloc stopped him. Hillsman
didn't need to be beating up little kids when he had a World Tag Team Title
match to deal with.
The Air Raiders
came out next to a huge ovation. However, there was definite concern
when we saw El Stingray. His knee was bandaged up like a mummy.
He might as well have been wearing a cast. Still, the little guy
is a gamer and he's ready to go. Well, maybe he's not ready, but
he's going to go.
What's this
going to do for the teamwork of the Air Raiders? They win because
of their quick tags and awesome double team moves. How can Stingray
pull effective double team moves with his leg taped up? This is not
a good move on his part.
Two of the
top teams in the World were about to square off for the ultimate tag team
prize. Spider would start things for his team, and he'd probably
be doing the bulk of the fighting. Chad Hillsman would start for
the All-Americans. The bell rang, and we were ready to go!!!
Spider let
Hillsman chase him around for a bit, obviously trying to tire out the larger
man early on. Spider must have realized that he would have to win
this match. Stingray would try to help, but what could a man with
one leg do? Spider goaded Hillsman into a cat and mouse chase outside
the ring. Inside, Spider jumped over a charging Hillsman with a leapfrog
and then took him down with a monkey flip! Hillsman got up and was
taken down with a spinning headscissors! Gunloc came in and was taken
down with the same move. Hillsman received a superkick, as did Gunloc.
Hillsman charged at Spider, who ducked, sending Hillsman over the top ropes
and to the floor. Spider ducked under a Gunloc lariat, then ducked
a second one as he jumped over the top ropes and nailed Hillsman with the
trademarked Flying Tarantula! Hillsman hit hard on the outside!!!
Gunloc tried to go after Spider with a plancha, but Spider moved and Gunloc
landed on Hillsman! The little guy was doing okay for himself.
Hillsman got
back in and went for a right hand. Spider side stepped and hit a
dropkick, taking Hillsman to the ropes. Spider took Chad down with
a drop toe hold and then went outside quickly. Hillsman got up and
was nailed by a springboard leg lariat. Hillsman went down and the
Spider followed up with a slingshot legdrop! Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! We almost had new champions very early on.
Spider went
back on to the apron and went for a springboard Frankensteiner. He
was power bombed for his troubles. Hillsman had control. Before
tagging out to Gunloc, he wanted to dish out a little bit of punishment
on his own. He tossed the smaller Spider around like a child, hitting
him with a few snap suplexes and then flattening him with a powerslam.
Looking to end it quickly, Hillsman picked Spider up for the Stars &
Bars!
Spider escaped
the hold, going down Hillsman's back and attempting a sunset flip.
Hillsman didn't go down and let loose a punch. Spider moved and Hillsman
punched the ground! Spider hit Hillsman with a dropkick and then
whipped him to the ropes. Hillsman made a tag on the flying and Gunloc
came in. Spider didn't realize until Gunloc hit him with a lariat
in the back of the head!
The All-Americans,
knowing who they would have to focus on, proceeded to beat the snot out
of the smaller Spider, hitting him with a double lariat, double vertical
suplex, double body slam. The little guy was being beaten from pillar
to post. Gunloc locked him in a facelock which looked suspiciously
like a chokehold. The All-Americans were having their way with Spider,
and Gunloc signalled for the Gut Crush.
Stingray had
had enough. He got into the ring and hit Gunloc with a dropkick!
Gunloc was distracted enough to drop Spider and go after Stingray, who
quickly rolled out of the ring. Unfortunately, the distraction only
saved Spider for a moment. Gunloc hit him with a belly to belly suplex
and went for the cover.
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! Spider's got a lot of guts. So does
Stingray.
Gunloc pressed
his attack. Spider was nailed by the trademark All-American lariat/Tiger
suplex combo. But he still kicked out! The Air Raiders wanted
the titles, and if they both had to fight crippled, they'd do it.
Unfortunately,
it might end up going that way.
Gunloc whipped
Spider into the ropes. Spider jumped over the top rope and onto the
apron. Gunloc charged him, but Spider ducked and planted a shoulder
in Gunloc's stomach. Spider hit a springboard dropkick which knocked
Gunloc down. Spider was quickly back on top. He nailed Gunloc
with a missile dropkick right to the jaw! Spider went for the cover!
1...
2...
HILLSMAN BREAKS THE PIN!!! Spider almost had it. Hillsman didn't
leave right away. He hit Spider with a big lariat and then went to
the apron, where Gunloc legally tagged him in.
The All-Americans
whipped Spider into the ropes and flattened him with a double football
tackle. Hillsman hit the little guy with a superplex and went for
the cover.
1...
2...
HILLSMAN PICKS SPIDER OFF THE MAT!!! OH, COME ON!!!
Hillsman,
always one to beat on a foreigner as much as possible, picked Spider up
and hit him with a power bomb. Again he went for a cover. Again,
he picked Spider up. Stingray tried to get in, but the referee stopped
him.
The crowd
began to buzz. The little kid from earlier in the match was finally
returning to his seat and.... OH HELL YEAH!!!
ZANGIEF!!!
ZANGIEF WAS WALKING BEHIND THE LITTLE KID!!! ZANGIEF WAS HERE!!!
ZANGIEF WAS HERE!!!
Gunloc heard
the reaction of the crowd. He shot a look out at the crowd and saw
Zangief! Zangief was sitting with the kid in that seat! The
same kid Slamkovich had talked to earlier! This was all planned!
Gunloc began
yelling at Zangief, and the mention of the name got Chad Hillsman's attention.
Turning away from the Air Raiders, Hillsman focused on his old rival, yelling
obscenities at the Big Russian, Hillsman and Gunloc didn't notice the Air
Raiders recuperating. Spider was moving. He rolled onto the
apron to get a breather.
Hillsman gave
Zangief a final point and turned to the Air Raiders. He went after
Spider, who came out of nowhere with a springboard DDT!!! Hillsman
hit the mat hard and Spider tagged in El Stingray!!!
Gunloc charged
in, but Stingray took him down with a dropkick to the midsection and a
DDT. Spider went up top and nailed Hillsman with a flying elbowdrop!
Gunloc, getting up from the DDT, was taken down by a double dropkick from
the Air Raiders! Spider and Stingray then got behind a recovering
Hillsman and hit him with a double faceslam! Spider rolled Hillsman
on to his back as Stingray climbed to the top ropes!!! WHAT WAS HE
DOING!!!
Stingray made
it to the top ropes and gave the signal. Giving it everything he
had, Stingray managed to hit a SuperStar Press from the top rope!
He came right down on Hillsman and made the cover!!!
1...
2...
3!!! THEY DID IT!!! THEY DID IT!!!
Match for
the vacant SMWA World Tag Team Titles:
The Air
Raiders defeated The All-Americans when Stingray pinned Hillsman with the
Superstar Press in 0:11:04.
Rating:
*** 1/2
(The Air
Raiders won the SMWA World Tag Team Titles.)
El Stingray,
with a bad knee, and Ultimate Spider, having wrestled almost all of the
match himself, were the new SMWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!!!
Nick Jones
had rushed down to ringside to interview Zangief, who was leaving his seat
and taking the kid with him.
Jones: Zangief, welcome back...
Zangief: Not now, Jones.
Jones: Is there anything you want to say to Chad Hillsman.
Zangief: Vell, yes. You tell Hillzman zat I'll see him tomorrow night. And, just in case he forgetz, you tell him zat ZANGIEF IS BACK!!!
Spider and
Stingray made their way to the back quickly, not wanting to catch the wrath
of a very pissed off All-Americans. Stingray's knee couldn't handle
it at this point, anyway.
Zangief's
back. Rasta's back. The War of the Super Powers has just got
a lot more heated.
We were shown some clips of the events that have occurred between Terry Sky and Simply the Best. The "Poor Terry Sky" skit. The numerous attacks and war of words. Terry Sky in his new apartment. Rick Clark scouting the streets of New Orleans. It's all leading up to this. Poverty vs Slavery. Rick Clark vs Terry Sky. NEXT!!!
Poverty
vs Slavery
"Tricky"
Rick Clark
vs
"Hardknocks"
Terry Sky
These two know
each other well. They teamed as Highrise before Terry Sky blindsided
Clark and left him with a blind side. The fact that Clark can no
longer see out of right eye is the fault of Terry Sky. Since then,
they've been on opposite sides of the Doomsday Hunters war and are now
a spin off of the formation of Major Force. Saul Masters made a simple
deal with StB. Keep Terry Sky away from Major Force. If Clark
wins, he takes control of Terry Sky's contract, meaning he can do, or have
Terry Sky do, whatever he wants. If Sky wins, Clark lives on the
streets of New Orleans for a month, leaving Sky a clear path to Masters
and his men. Either way, the stakes are damn high.
Ever since
the Major Force deal, StB has been greeted with various reactions across
the country. There have been a lot more negative ones than positive
ones. New Orleans wasn't a fan of Rick Clark. One fan even
held up a sign saying "Take Rick Clark off our streets!" Tricky Rick
didn't care much for public opinion, though. He grabbed the microphone
and did his shtick.
Clark: Hellow Nu Oleeans! How you all be doin', huh? Well, enough of that. Terry Sky, listen and listen good. I've seen how these people live, and it might be all right for a bum like you, but I'll pass, thank you. So get your dumpster raiding ass out here because I'm lean, mean and not staying in New Orleans, and if you still don't know what I'm talking about, three little letters will make it oh so much clearer! S! t! B!
Even though
fans were still booing Clark, they went along with the S! t! B!.
Why do they do stuff like that.
Time for Hardknocks.
Terry Sky came out to a massive pop from the New Orleans audience.
Looking right at his nemesis, a focused Terry Sky walked down that aisle,
ready to kick ass and put Rick Clark on skid row.
Sky entered
the ring and looked right at Clark. Clark offered the same stare
back. These two knew what was on the line, and neither man was going
to take any chances.
The bell rang...
Sky and Clark,
surprisingly, spent the first bit of the match engaging in some counter
wrestling. Matching each other with a few hiptosses and bodyslams,
Clark and Sky were seeing exactly what the other brought to the table.
Sky managed to take Clark down with a sunset flip, but Clark escaped.
These two tried to get an early, embarrassing pinfall. Nothing.
This was going to be one for the long haul.
Finally, Sky
broke the wrestling exchange with a vicious superkick that put Clark on
his back. Sky started pounding on Clark's head and delivering kicks
to the midsection. Clark caught one kick, but Sky was quick to respond
to that with an enzuigiri. Clark tried to stagger up quickly but
he found himself taken down with a DDT! Sky then climbed the middle
turnbuckle and dropped an elbow. Cover. Two.
Sky picked
Clark up and whipped him to the ropes. Clark ducked a Sky clothesline
and came off the ropes with a flying shoulderblock. Clark quickly
followed up by dropping a leg across Sky's face. Sky was then irish
whipped into the turnbuckle. Sky managed to jump to the top and come
back with a moonsault! Cover! Two!
Sky was quickly
nailed by a clothesline from Clark. A second one put him on the outside,
where Clark nailed him with a baseball slide before taking the brawl to
the floor. Clark was in control, choking Sky against the guardrail
and planting him with a body slam and a senton splash. Sky was rolled
back in and Clark got a two count.
There was
no rest for these two men, as this match kept going at a remarkable pace.
Clark went for a faceslam, but Sky managed to block the hold and nail Clark
with an inverted atomic drop. Sky bounced off the ropes and levelled
Clark with a flying forearm before going for the pin. Two.
Sky went back
to some mat wrestling and, for a minute, these two engaged in a breathtaking
display of takedowns. Clark managed to catch Sky in a drop toe hold
and lock on the STF!!! Where did that come from?
Sky tried
to break free, but Clark had the move on good. Slowly, Sky managed
to crawl towards the ropes, but every movement was excruciating.
Before Sky could get there, Clark broke the hold and kicked Sky in the
side. Once Sky was up, Clark nailed him with a super kick and gave
the sign for the Sky-Driver! Clark lifted Sky up... Sky got
behind Clark and nailed him with a German Suplex!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! Clark got up and Sky nailed him with a legsweep
faceslam! Clark was down on the mat and Sky went to the top ropes.
He flew off and planted a flying fistdrop right into Clark's chops!
Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!!
Sky picked
Clark up for a vertical suplex, but Clark managed to get behind Sky and
go for a German suplex of his own. Somehow, Sky turned himself and
landed on his feet. He went for a lariat. Clark ducked.
Clark went for a superkick. Sky ducked. Both men rocked each
other with a big right hand before both nailing each other with a lariat!
Both men were down! The ref started counting. Sky was up at
three and climbed to the top rope. When Clark got up, Sky nailed
him with a flying dropkick! Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! Sky picked Clark up and threw him into the
corner. Sky hit a spinning DDT!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! Sky went to pick Clark up again, but this
time Clark countered with a low blow. A hurting Sky was taken down
with a backdrop driver! Cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! Sky picked Clark up and dropped him with a
body slam. He then went up to the top ropes. Sky quickly met
him and threw him off the top! Clark bounced off the mat, got to
his feet and then was clocked with a diving elbowsmash! Sky goes
for another cover!
1...
2...
3NO!!! Kickout!!! Kickout!!!
Sky picked
Clark up for a DDT, but Clark countered with a Northern Lights Suplex.
1...
2...
3NO!!! These two are incredible!
Sky hit another
superkick and then picked Clark up. He had him in position for the
Lights Out! Clark escaped down Sky's back! A kick to the stomach,
suplex position... SKY DRIVER!!! COVER!!!
1...
2...
3!!!
Rick Clark
pinned Terry Sky with the Sky-Driver in 0:09:17.
Rating:
****
Terry Sky,
say hello to the man who controls your career.
Clark went
outside and grabbed the microphone off the announcers table. He waited
for Sky to regain his senses, and then made damn sure Sky knew what he
had just lost.
Clark: Hey, Hard Luck. I OWN YOU!!!
Sky turned towards Clark and slowly began to move at him. Clark piped up.
Clark: I wouldn't think about attacking, Terry. I control your career now. I control whether or not you have a career. I'll tell you what. Tonight, you have the night off. Tomorrow, you're mine! Oh, and one more attack on Major Force, jackass, and you are gone!!!
With that,
Rick Clark left ringside, a huge smile on his face. Terry Sky was
slumped against the ropes in the ring. He couldn't believe what had
happened. He was this close to getting back at Major Force.
And now, for all intents and purposes, he was the property of one Rick
Clark. Unbelievable.
Backstage,
Nick Jones was ready to talk to The Scorpion!!!
Jones: Scorpion, in a few minutes, you'll be locking up with Alexander "The Grater" in a falls-count-anywhere match. What are your thoughts going in to this epic encounter?
Scorpion: What you just saw in that ring is what happens when you properly delegate responsibility. Rick Clark was given a job and he did it. I gave you a job once, Grater. I asked you to stand by my side so we could deliver one final crushing blow to Mike Haggar. You dropped the ball. Tonight, Jack Slade is Skarzz and Saul's problem. Mike Haggar will be dealt with by Kodiak Marmoset. But Grater? You run around angry, cursing at the World for your own mistakes. Why did you attack Ghost? Revenge for what I did to you? If you had just done your job, none of this would be happening. You brought this upon yourself. Tonight, you are facing a man you betrayed. Your incompetence betrayed me, Grater. Tonight, you're going against the very divinity of Hell itself! And once I drag your bloody, beaten carcass all over New Orleans, I'm moving on to bigger and better things. Mike Haggar. I think you know exactly what I'm talking about.
Falls
Count Anywhere Grudge Match
The
Scorpion
vs
Alexander
"The Grater"
A year and a half ago, at Thanksgiving Thunder 1997, grudging allies Alexander "The Grater" and The Scorpion teamed up with one goal in mind. The destruction of Mike Haggar. Grater ended up being pinned and, as per the match stipulations, Mike Haggar was awarded the SMWA World Title and Scorpion was exiled from the SMWA. Now he's back and, with the help of a grudgingly corrupted Jack McCullough and Major Force, minus founding member Alexander "The Grater", there is no doubt that he is in control. His first order of business is to eliminate the man who cost him his ultimate revenge. Then, it's Haggar's turn.
For the first
time in over a year, we saw Scorpion walk to the ring as a wrestler.
The crowd roared with disapproval. It sounded like a 747 was landing
inside the Superdome. Scorpion wasn't concerned. And he was
looking to be in the best shape of his life. Can you just see it?
Scorpion training like a madman waiting for the one opportunity he'll have
to return. The opportunity has come. Help us all.
Grater's music
cranked into high gear and New Orleans exploded! Grater may not be
the most popular man in the SMWA, but he was going against the Scorpion!
You knew he'd get some cheers. Grater came tearing out of the back
and ran straight towards the ring. Scorpion jumped out into the aisle
to meet him. This match would be starting on the floor!
Scorpion connected
with several massive roundhouse rights, but Grater was more than up to
the challenge, hitting a few punches of his own. Scorp had a more
diverse brawling offence, throwing in several martial arts kicks, but Grater's
shot were obviously hurting more. He nailed Scorpion with a short
elbow and then rolled him into the ring. Scorp met Grater as he rolled
in with a kick to the ribs. Grater shook it off and the brawl kept
coming.
Grater and
Scorp went toe to toe, neither man giving the other any sort of advantage.
Finally, Grater managed to rock Scorpion with some big punches before whipping
him into the corner. Grater charged in with an elbow, but Scorp got
his boot up, catching Grater in the head. Grater staggered back and
Scorp kicked him in the stomach. He went for a suplex....
GRATER COUNTERS
WITH THE DOOMSDAY TORNADO!!! OH MY GOD!!! COVER!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout!!! WOW!!! That came from NOWHERE!!!
Grater, without any doubt, was in firm control. He picked a groggy
Scorpion up and planted him where he stood with a spinebuster slam!
Grater then climbed on top of Scorp and began laying in big right hands
before picking him up again and hitting him with an inverted power bomb!
Scorp hit the mat hard and Grater went up to the second turnbuckle.
He came off with a flying elbowdrop and landed squarely on Scorpion.
Grater went for a cover. Two count. Scorp's debut would be
a short one if he couldn't pull it together soon.
Grater whipped
Scorpion to the ropes and went for a Gorilla Press. Scorp managed
to switch his positioning, landing on Grater's shoulders and taking him
down with a vicious DDT!!! Grater's head bounced hard off the mat
and Scorpion on top. He toyed with Grater, nailng him with several
strong kicks to the ribs before picking him up for a Northern Lights Suplex.
Scorp didn't even bother going for the cover there. He just wanted
to dish out more punishment. Grater was whipped into the corner where
Scorpion smacked him with a series of savate kicks to the head before nailing
him with a big roundhouse kick. Grater stumbled forwards and Scorp
leapt onto the apron. He hit Grater with a springboard dropkick to
the back of the head and Al hit the mat. Scorp picked him up and
dropped him with a samoan drop. Going up top, Scorpion stuck Grater
with a flying headbutt. Still, no cover. This wasn't about
winning... yet.
Scorp went
up top once more, but this time, Grater was ready. He got up and
fell against the ropes, sprawling Scorpion out on the top. Grater
was quick to climb up. He locked his arm around Scorpion's neck and
took him down with the Death from Above! Scorp hit the mat hard and
Grater dropped a big elbow on his face. Scorpion was moved into a
better position and Grater went up top. MOONSAULT!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! Scorpion kicks out!!!
Scorpion reached
in to his pants. Grater grabbed at Scorpion, but Scorp walloped him
with a big right hand! Scorpion had a pair of knucks on! He
straddled Grater and began hitting him in the head with the hard brass
knuckles. Grater was turning into a bloody mess, and you knew Scorpion
was smiling under that mask. He picked Grater up and hit him with
a Russian legsweep. Scorpion punched Grater a couple more times and
then whipped him to the turnbuckle. Scorp followed in with a high
cross body.
Just as Grater
hit the buckles, he came out and swung with one of his Tenderizer elbow!
Scorpion was knocked out of the air! Grater picked Scorpion up and
grabbed his throat! Scorpion broke the hold with a spin kick to the
head. Grater staggered back and Scorpion charged. Al ducked
and sent his opponent flying to the outside! Grater then went on
to the apron and waited for Scorpion to get up. Once Scorp did, he
was nailed by a massive Asai moonsault!!! It's more amazing every
time Grater does that move!
Our brawl
was once again outside, and it was Grater with the edge. Using his
power advantage, Grater tossed Scorpion around ringside like a child.
Into the ringpost. Into the steps. Into the guardrails.
Scorpion was being thrown into everything that could hurt. The battle
spilled into the aisle, where Scorpion managed to take Grater back with
a thrust kick. Grater stumbled into a cameraman and both men went
down. Scorpion saw an opening. He grabbed the massive TV camera,
lifted it high above his head and cracked it against Grater's back!
You could hear the air rush from Grater's lungs as Scorp repeated the move!
Scorp tossed an already bloody Grater head first into the guardrail and
then slammed him hard against the ground. The action began to move
back towards ringside.
Both men had
their moments on the floor, Grater using a timekeeper's bell like it was
a tennis racket, while Scorpion excelled at using the most unorthodox weapons
he could find lying around, including the head set of one of our announcers.
Grater tossed Scorpion into the ringpost and Scorp hit back first.
Grater charged after him with a lariat, but Scorpion moved! Grater
hit the steel hard and then was taken down when Scorpion kicked him from
a handstand position!!! Grater was stunned and Scorpion grabbed a
TV monitor from the announcer's table! Grater slowly got up and Scorpion
smashed the TV on Grater's head! The TV broke apart as it cracked
Grater's skull. Al fell to the ground in a heap. Scorpion pointed
to the back.
Out came Ghost!
Grater had cost him the North American Title earlier in the night, and
now it was time for Ghost to cost Grater! Scorpion could have pinned
Grater if he had wanted to, but he decided Ghost could have more fun.
The Pale Rider lifted Grater up and hit him with a Death Valley Driver
on the floor! He picked Grater up again and nailed him with the Final
Breath!!! Grater was all but out, but Major Force wasn't done.
Ghost picked Big Al up and held him for Scorpion. Scorpion ran, hit
a handspring, jumped onto Grater's chest and shoulders, and we once again
saw that infamous handspring spinning rana, The Whiptail!!! Grater
was down and out. It was all academic.
1...
2...
3!!!
No-Countout-No-DQ-Falls-Count-Anywhere
Match:
The Scorpion
pinned Alexander "The Grater" after the Whiptail in 0:16:40.
Rating:
**** 1/4
Scorpion stood
up and shook Ghost's hand. Scorpion returned to the back. Ghost
continued to beat on Grater as Scorpion left! Grater was out!
He couldn't fight back! A fleet of referees ran to the ring to pull
the madman off of an unconscious Grater! Once the refs appeared,
Ghost backed off. We saw him crack a sick little smile.
Ghost walked
to the back as an EMT passed him, wheeling a stretcher to ringside.
The paramedics took great care in putting Grater on the stretcher before
wheeling him to the back. He was hurt and hurt badly. Score
one for Major Force.
Nick Jones
was backstage with Jessica and Mike Haggar.
Jones: Mike Haggar, you just saw what happened to Alexander "The Grater" at the hands of Major Force. Up next, you're going to be put in a dangerously similar position against Kodiak Marmoset in the 2 for 1 match.
Haggar: Scorp, for a man that wants me so bad, you are showing a remarkable lack of balls. Not only are you not stepping up to the plate yourself, but you're sending a second-rate loser henchman after me and making this a "two-for-one" match. You don't have the guts to do it yourself and you don't have the faith in Kodiak to have him take me on any other way. Fine. You want to play games, Scorp? Go ahead. In the end, I'm always going to come out the winner. Kodiak, your boss has thrown you to the lions on this one. You're going to go for the ride of your life, pal. Then, Scorp, we're going to play things MY WAY!!!
Two-For-One-Match
Mike
Haggar w/ Jessica Haggar
vs
Kodiak
Marmoset w/ Saul Masters
They've met
twice before, but the results were inconclusive each time. The first
time, Kodiak defeated Haggar by count out. The second time, Haggar
took down Kodiak by DQ. Both times, Kodiak needed considerable help.
Tonight, it would be the rules helping him.
Kodiak came
out first, Saul Masters at his side. The Superdome echoed with the
chant of "Loser", and Kodiak started to lose it. He lashed out at
fans on his way to the ring and yelled at the rest of the arena once in.
This was a
big shot for Kodiak. He was nothing short of spectacular before he
reached the SMWA, but he has yet to hit his stride in the big show.
In fact, a lot of people are wondering why Kodiak is wrestling Mike Haggar
on a pay per view. Kodiak has the skill to pick up the win, but that's
never a guarantee.
Next, New
Orleans exploded as Mike Haggar and Jessica came to the ring. Haggar
looked focused. He knew he was in an uphill battle, but Haggar's
fought uphill battles and made it to the top. Nobody would be shocked
if he pulled it off tonight.
Mike Haggar
climbed into the ring and Kodiak immediately started kicking him.
The fight was underway!
Mike Haggar
got to his feet and began to beat Kodiak back with massive right hands.
Kodiak's a great fighter, but he's not standing up to a man with a hundred
pounds on him. Haggar beat Kodiak back to the corner and then charged
in with a lariat. Kodiak raised a knee, catching Haggar in the chest.
Haggar doubled over for just a second, and that's all Kodiak needed to
muscle Haggar up for a spinning power bomb!!! Haggar hit hard, but
the lift took a lot out of Kodiak, and he was slow to capitalize.
He picked Haggar up and went for a backdrop, but Haggar was able to respond
with swinging neckbreaker! Kodiak hit the mat and Haggar jumped on
him with a legdrop. He cradled both of Kodiak's legs and went for
a quick cover!
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout! Haggar knew he probably wouldn't beat Kodiak
on that one, but he had to try. With two to one odds, it's in Haggar's
best interest to get the first one early.
Haggar picked
Kodiak up and planted a few boots to his midsection. Kodiak caught
one, but to everybody's surprise, Mike Haggar countered with an enzuigiri!!!
Another cover!!! Again, only a two count. Haggar picked Kodiak
up, whipped him to the ropes and had to duck a Yakuza kick. Haggar
responded by levelling Kodiak with a lariat. Kodiak tried to roll
outside to get a breather, but Haggar grabbed him by the back of his jean
shorts and pulled him into the centre of the ring. He dropped an
elbow on Kodiak's back and then nailed him with a jack-knife power bomb.
Another cover. Two count.
Haggar picked
Kodiak up, spun around and planted him with a powerslam. Haggar then
climbed up to the top rope and crashed on Kodiak with a flying legdrop!
Another cover, another two. Kodiak was taking a beating but he kept
kicking out.
Haggar raised
the Express to his feet and swung with a spinning lariat. Kodiak
ducked, dropkicked Haggar in the back, sending him chest first into the
turnbuckles. Kodiak quickly charged in with a high cross body and
then took Haggar down with a back suplex! Nice string to get back
in charge. He jumped on Haggar with a splash from the second turnbuckles
and got a two count. A cradle suplex got the same result. Haggar
kicked out, got up and nailed Kodiak with a running elbowsmash, putting
Kodiak on the mat. A piledriver laid Kodiak out and Haggar, for the
second time, went up top. This time, he waited for Kodiak to get
up and he nailed him with a flying axhandle! Another cover.
Two! These two weren't holding back for one second. Kodiak
stumbled up against the ropes and Haggar sent him packing outside with
a clothesline!
Saul Masters
went to check on his charge, who had fallen close to Jessica Haggar.
Jessica was laughing noticeably. Masters shot her a glare as he helped
Kodiak up. Kodiak and Masters had a bull session outside for a few
seconds before Mike Haggar reached through the ropes and smacked both their
heads together! He climbed outside and rolled Kodiak back in to the
ring.
Saul Masters
staggered back up just in time to see Kodiak get smoked with a spinning
lariat! Haggar gave the sign for the Screwdriver!
Masters needed
a distraction. With Jessica nearby, he had one. Masters began
to curse and swear at young Miss Haggar and then got right in her face.
Jessica, not a woman to be messed with, slapped Masters right in the face.
Masters, not one to be slapped, grabbed Jessica's hand. Jessica,
not one to have her had grabbed, used her other hand to twist Masters'
arm into a hammerlock! She then kicked him in the back of the knee
and shoved him to the ground. Masters got up enraged!
Mike Haggar
caught the end of this exchange just as he had Kodiak up for the Screwdriver.
He abandoned the move and went after Masters, blasting him with a few big
fists before turning his attention back to the match. Unfortunately
for Haggar, Kodiak was waiting for him, diving off the apron with a clothesline!
The advantage swung back in Major Force's favour.
Kodiak rolled
back in to the ring to break the ten count, and then he went outside and
thrashed Haggar all over ringside. He whipped him against the guardrail
and then planted a series of kicks to his midsection. Kodiak then
locked Haggar in a headlock and smashed his face into the ring steps with
a bulldog! Haggar was then rolled back inside, where Kodiak took
him down with a springboard rana before locking on the Texas Clover Leaf!
Haggar, hurting
from the beating outside, was stuck in the middle of the ring. Kodiak
had the move locked on tight, and it didn't look like Haggar would be making
it to the ropes. Instead, using a massive rush of adrenaline, Mike
Haggar powered his way out of the Cloverleaf, sending Kodiak crashing in
to middle rope throat first. Haggar bounced off the ropes and landed
on Kodiak, throttling him on the ropes. Haggar picked Kodiak up and
hit him with a powerslam. Haggar again gave the sign. Kodiak
was going to go for the ride!
Mike Haggar
picked Kodiak up, spun him around and dropped him on his head with the
Screwdriver!!! He went for the cover.
1...
2...
SAUL MASTERS BREAKS THE PIN!!! The ref calls for the bell!!!
x Haggar beat Kodiak via disqualification in 0:08:35
The rest of Major Force ran down to the ring, including Scorpion, who calmly
strolled in at the end with Jack McCullough! McCullough looked mad
as hell, but under the control of Major Force, there wasn't much he could
do about it.
Ghost and Skarzz climbed in to the ring and started beating on Haggar as
Masters nailed him in the face with the butt end of his whip. The referee
tried to order Major Force out, but nobody was listening.
Scorpion and Jack McCullough walked over to the ring announcer. McCullough
and the announcer conferred. The announcer seemed shocked, but he
grudgingly went along.
RA: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have been informed by Commissioner McCullough that this match cannot restart until Major Force has been cleared from the ring.
Oh no!
Major Force continued to trounce Haggar. Ghost hit him with the Final
Breath. Skarzz picked him up by the throat and choke slammed him
to the mat. Masters delivered a few kicks to the midsection as Scorpion
stood on the apron, looking on.
Kodiak Marmoset was finally getting up. Scorpion told him to come
to him, and the two conferred for a few seconds. Kodiak was exhausted,
but he understood what was going on.
Skarzz and Ghost picked Haggar up and planted him with a spike power bomb!
The two then held a barely conscious Haggar by the arms and held him for
Kodiak. The Big V was released and it caught Haggar right in the
chin. Haggar was out.
Jessica Haggar was encouraging her father at ringside, hoping he'd come
back. Jack McCullough grabbed her and took her to the back.
Jessica wasn't very appreciative, but McCullough didn't care. Jessica
wasn't staying out here with Major Force.
Skarzz took the unconscious Haggar and tied him up in the ropes.
The Scorpion gave a signal, and Major Force left the ring.
The referee started the match again. Haggar was out, tied up in the
ropes with nowhere to go. Kodiak reared back one more time and a
second Big V hit Haggar in the chin! Haggar's neck snapped back with
incredible force. That was it. That had to be it.
Kodiak unhooked Haggar from the ropes and dragged his unconscious body
to the middle of the ring. The crowd was already throwing things
at the ring when he made the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!
2 For 1
Match
Kodiak
Marmoset pinned Mike Haggar with the Big V in 0:11:29.
Rating:
**** 1/4
Oh no.
We're never going to hear the end of this.
Saul Masters
climbed in to the ring and congratulated Kodiak. Kodiak didn't respond.
He was stunned. He had pinned Mike Haggar. It was like winning
the lottery! Kodiak leapt to his feet and went nuts celebrating.
He got right in Haggar's face and started yelling "Loser" at him as doctors
rushed down another stretcher. Haggar was hurting, that much was
obvious.
No Jack Slade
came to his rescue.
Masters told
Kodiak they could celebrate in the back. Kodiak left the ring, happy
as a kid in a candy store.
In the meantime,
Mike Haggar was the second man in a row to be loaded on a stretcher after
a match against Major Force. Alexander "The Grater" got hurt.
Mike Haggar got hurt. What would happen to Jack Slade?
Nick Jones
was backstage with the World Champion.
Jones: Jack Slade, we've just seen Alexander "The Grater" and Mike Haggar wheeled away on stretchers as a result of their matches with Major Force, and the way they've been operating, they'll probably go for the hat trick.
Slade: Sorry if it ruins the flow of your interview, Jones, but I don't plan on going out on a stretcher. See, Scorpion, I don't really care for your little games. If you want to take out Grater, do it without Casper sticking his nose in. If you want to take down Haggar, how about you get in the ring with him. And if you want a piece of me and the World Title, then I am not a hard man to find. But you won't. You're in over your head and you don't even realize it. Now, Skarzz? Scorp, buddy, I've been a giant killer for years. I look at your big ape and I just see another bump in the road. A big, dumb, ugly bump. This whole thing, The Journey, is all about making it to Crash Carnival. Well, I hate to disappoint Dr. Evil and his buddies, but at Crash Carnival, I plan on being the SMWA Heavyweight Champion of the World whether anybody likes it or not! So Skarzz! Have Saul leash you and take you out to the ring and your shoulders will touch that mat for a whole three seconds. It's Crunch Time, dumbass. Time to mess up some plans.
SMWA
World Title Match
"The
Cruncher" Jack Slade (C)
vs
Skarzz
w/ Saul Masters
******** Cue Ring Announcer ********
RA: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the SMWA Heavyweight Championship of the World!!!
******** Cue Major Force's Music ********
RA: First, the challenger... Being led to the ring by Saul Masters... Representing Major Force... Weighing in at three hundred and fifty five pounds... SKARZZ!!!
Nothing positive for Skarzz or Masters. After the attacks on Mike Haggar and Alexander "The Grater", there was nothing more this New Orleans crowd wanted to see more than Skarzz get his butt kick. He was here legitimately, having played his final Wild Card title shot. Most of his other shots have been for the express purpose of injuring somebody for Major Force. This time, Masters had Skarzz gunning for the World Title. Jack Slade could be in big, big trouble.
******** Cue Jack Slade's Music ********
RA: His opponent... Hailing from Detroit, Michigan... Weighing in at two hundred and fourty one pounds... He is the SMWA Heavyweight Champion of the World!!! "THE CRUNCHER!!! JACK!!! SLADE!!
Big cheers
for The Cruncher, who's in for a tough match. He and Skarzz have
met many times before, and Slade hasn't been able to pin the monster.
Neither has anybody else, for that matter. Slade came close so many
times, but he could never pull it off. And Skarzz is now stronger
and more dangerous than ever.
Of course,
this isn't the same Jack Slade, either.
Slade got
into the ring and ducked a massive right hand from Skarzz before he could
even take the World Title from around his waist. The bell rang...
Slade began
peppering Skarzz with right hands, none of them having any real effect
on the big man. Slade bounced off the ropes and went for a clothesline,
but Skarzz managed to catch Slade and take him up for the Skarring!
Skarzz went to the corner...
Slade escaped!
That would have been a very short World Title match. Skarzz turned
and nailed Slade with a right to the head. Slade went down but quickly
got back up. Slade was whipped into the ropes. Skarzz ducked
his head and Slade nailed him with a piledriver!
Like nothing
had happened, Skarzz sat back up. Slade bounced off the ropes and
attacked the big man once more, but Skarzz countered with a boot to the
head. Slade staggered back up but was nailed by a second boot.
This time, Slade wasn't so quick to get up. Skarzz stomped on Slade
a few times before whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a flying
clothesline. The impact knocked Slade outside, where Saul Masters
planted a few good kicks in to his ribs for good measure. The referee
turned around and Masters backed off. Slade slowly climbed to the
apron, where Skarzz brought him back into the ring with a suplex.
Waiting for Slade to get up, Skarzz went for another flying clothesline.
Slade ducked.
Skarzz hit the mat but was quickly back up. Slade was already scaling
the ropes and, when Skarzz turned to face him, Slade blasted him with a
flying dropkick! Skarzz stumbled back and fell into the turnbuckles
on the other side of the ring. Slade ran in after Skarzz, but Skarzz
lifted his boot. Slade ducked and hit Skarzz in his knee with a dropkick!
Skarzz stumbled against the ropes. Slade hit him with a lariat to
the back of the head and Skarzz was pushed to the middle of the ring.
Slade quickly went for a Concussion Bomb and drove Skarzz's face right
in to the ground. He then grabbed Skarzz's legs and locked on the
Cruncher Crab!
Slade had
it locked on perfectly. At least, he thought so. Within ten
seconds, Skarzz had powered his way out!!! Slade looked shocked,
but he kept going. He nailed Skarzz with a standing dropkick, which
Skarzz shrugged off. Once Slade was back on his feet, Skarzz took
him down with a chop to the throat. Skarzz then picked Slade up by
the throat, lifted him high into the air and choke slammed him to the mat.
Advantage, Major Force.
Skarzz continued
to boot Slade around the ring, locking on a clawhold, trying to force the
submission. Slade fought to break the hold, but eventually, Skarzz
forced him on to his knees. The referee checked Slade's arm.
It dropped once, but then Slade came alive, getting to his feet and breaking
the hold with a series of kicks to the midsection. Skarzz let loose
with a swinging punch, but Slade ducked, grabbed Skarzz's left leg, jumped
up and nailed him with the Spiked DDT!!!
AND SKARZZ
SAT UP BEFORE SLADE COULD EVEN MAKE A COVER!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!!
Just like that, Slade hit the Spiked DDT. And just like that, Skarzz
didn't even stay down long enough for a cover. Wow.
Slade was
stunned, but he knew he couldn't stay stunned for long. He picked
Skarzz up off the mat and went for the move again. Instead, Skarzz
grabbed Slade's legs, slammed him to the mat and then hooked him up in
a Giant Swing! Slade went around 16 times before Skarzz dropped him
on the mat! Skarzz went for the cover.
1...
2...
No! Kickout! Slade's world was spinning, and Skarzz wasn't
going to help the situation. He picked Slade up in power bomb position
and began to spin around some more. Slade was spun five times before
Skarzz dropped him to the mat. Skarzz went for another cover.
Slade lifted a shoulder, but he probably didn't know which one.
Skarzz whipped
Slade hard chest first into the the corner. The air rushed from the
World Champ's lungs. Slade was then picked up and placed on the top
turnbuckle. Skarzz grabbed Slade's neck and then snapped him with
a top-rope neckbreaker!!! Slade was down and out on the mat.
Skarzz went for the cover again.
1...
2...
NO!!! Kickout! Slade was taking a beating, but he kept coming
back for more. How much more could he take?
Skarzz picked
Slade up by the hair. Slade struck with a right hand to Skarzz's
stomach. Skarzz sent Slade flying with a kneelift. Slade got
up off the mat and struck Skarzz with another dropkick to the knee.
Skarzz was staggered and Slade bounced off the ropes for a high cross body.
Skarzz caught the Cruncher and planted him with a running powerslam!
Cover!!!
1...
2...
NO!!! How does Slade keep kicking out?
Skarzz was
getting increasingly brutal with his attacks. He lifted Slade above
his head and hung him in a double arm chokehold. Slade tried to kick
his way out, but Skarzz wasn't about to let that happen. The ref
force the break, and Slade crashed to the mat. Skarzz picked him
up once more.
Slade found
the energy to deliver a dropkick. Nothing. Skarzz picked Slade
up and lifted him up for another Skarring attempt. Slade slide behind
Skarzz and nailed an inverted DDT!!! He went for the cover, but Skarzz
was out before the ref's hand even hit the mat. Slade stood up and
waited for Skarzz, who came forward and was hit with a boot to the stomach
and a legsweep faceslam!!! Skarzz hit the mat, but then just pushed
himself back up! Skarzz nailed Slade with a big right to the face
and heaved Slade up for a side suplex! Slade hit the mat hard and
Skarzz began dropping some massive spinning elbowdrops! After a few
more, Skarzz went for the cover.
1...
2...
NO!!! Skarzz keeps coming close, but Slade is proving to be just
as resilient. Skarzz heaved Slade up, but Slade quickly hit Skarzz
with a stunner! Skarzz staggered back once more, this time into the
turnbuckle. Slade followed in with a kneelift and then he heaved
the big man up on the top turnbuckle! TOP-ROPE DDT!!! SKARZZ
WAS DOWN!!! SLADE WENT FOR THE COVER!!!
1...
KICKOUT!!! Well, it was something.
Slade waited
on Skarzz to get up. The big man did, but Slade was ready.
He put Skarzz in piledriver position and LIFTED HIM UP FOR A POWER BOMB!!!
SKARZZ HIT HARD!!! COVER!!!
1...
KICKOUT!!! How much more can Slade do?
Slade grabbed
Skarzz by the mask. Skarzz hit Slade with an uppercut and then grabbed
his throat! Slade was picked up, but in the air, he grabbed Skarzz's
head and DDTed him to the ground! Skarzz got up, was kicked in the
stomach and nailed with the SPIKED DDT!!!
1...
KICKOUT!!! TWICE!!! SKARZZ HAS KICKED OUT OF TWO SPIKED DDT'S!!!
Slade was
shocked. He didn't have time to ponder, though, as Major Force was
making their way to ringside. Kodiak jumped up on the apron, but
Slade nailed him with a lariat. Ghost was up next, but Slade took
him down, too. Skarzz came up from behind Slade with a lariat, but
Slade ducked and Skarzz bounced in to the ropes. Slade came off for
a Concussion Bomb!
SKARZZ DIDN'T
GO DOWN!!! HE CAUGHT SLADE AND HIT HIM WITH A BACK SUPLEX!!!
SLADE WAS PICKED UP!!! SKARRING!!!!
A stunned
Superdome held their breath.
1...
2...
3!!!
Skarzz pinned
Jack Slade with the Skarring in 0:15:11.
Rating:
*****
(Skarzz
won the SMWA World Heavyweight Title.)
Major Force
climbed in to the ring and all began to beat down on Slade. They
punched and kicked and stomped and tried everything they could to destroy
Slade. Ghost picked him up and went for the Final Breath!
SLADE BACKDROPPED
OUT!!! Kodiak went for the Big V, but Slade ducked and escaped to
the outside. Knowing he had just escaped with his life, Slade grabbed
a chair, ready to fight Major Force off once more.
FOUR RINGSIDE
FANS JUMPED THE RAIL AND TACKLED SLADE!!! RAIL JUMPERS!!! SCORPION'S
TRICK!!! Arena security rushed down and pulled the four men off of
the World Champ, but the damage was done. Skarzz went outside, picked
Slade up and dropped him with the Skarring across the ring steps!
The Scorpion
was standing at the entranceway. Arms crossed, he watched as Major
Force took apart the former World Champion.
Bring out
another stretcher...