Monday Niteraw - January 18, 2010
2/5/10
Monday NiteRaw January 18th, 2010
Jesse King - Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Monday NiteRaw! I’m Jesse King!
Tim Hoss - And I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss.
Jesse King - We are a week away from the King of WrestleCrap PPV!
Tim Hoss - Tonight, we will learn who will be competing in the finals of the tournament, as we have the three semifinal matches set to take place right here on NiteRaw!
Jesse King - In addition, we have the NiteRaw debut of the WWCF’s newest tag team, Ultimo Double, as they take on Voodoo Champagne!
Tim Hoss - Also, we have the debut of newcomer, Xavian Gunn, as he battles Sparks!
Jesse King - And for our main event, a big 8-man tag team contest, as M.O.P., The Heavy Metal Express, and Jonathan Michaels take on the team of The Boiler Room Brawler, Tyfo, Yellow Jacket, and Evil M!
Voodoo Champagne V. Ultimo Double
Michael Muffer: Tonight’s opening contest is a tag match, scheduled for one fall.
*SIlversun Pickups – Panic Switch*
MM: Approaching the ring first, at a combined weight of 505 pounds, Voodoo Champagne!
-TTS walks out of the curtain first, accompanied by 2 models. One is holding a chicken, while the other is holding a bottle of champagne. TTS turns around and pulls Jay Carroll from behind the curtain. Jay walks out with a clear mask on over his face to protect his broken nose. The two men and women walk down to the bottom of the ramp, and Jay receives a kiss on his mask from both ladies. They step aside, and TTS sacrifices his chicken while Jay sprays down nearby fans with champagne, and the two men enter the ring.
*Soundgarden – Black Hole Sun*
MM: And their opponents, weighing in at 425 pounds, Ultimo Double!
-Double H and Ganzo Bomb walk the ramp after the pyro hits, Double H bopping along to the slow music. The two men walk past the ladies at ringside, blowing kisses at them both, and hop into the ring over the top rope. After looking at Jay Carroll’s mask, they begin pointing and laughing.
“Gorilla” Tim Hoss: Looks like Ultimo Double doesn’t approve of Jay Carroll’s facial attire.
Jesse King: And I didn’t approve of my double expresso shot from Starbucks today, either.
GTH: Did you just steal a joke from Jay Carroll?
JK: Shush, Jay has a mic!
Jay Carroll: So, you two wannabe luchadores find my mask funny? At least mine is meant for protection. If your sloppy use of English and wrestling skills are any indication, you definitely have to hide beneath a mask, Gonzo. And with a mug like that, I’m shocked you’re not masked too, Goldilocks. Ring the bell.
-The referee signals for the bell and the two teams decide who will start the match. Ganzo Bomb and TTS stay in the ring, while Jay and Double H take their corners. The two men pace around the ring, finally going for a collar and elbow tie-up; Ganzo slides under TTS’ arms and beckons TTS to give chase. TTS does and Ganzo keeps ducking out of the way. TTS gets angry and charges the corner to avalanche Ganzo in, and Ganzo slips out of his way again and dropkicks him into the turnbuckle. TTS shrugs it off, and Ganzo follows up with a cross body press. TTS catches Ganzo, and slams him hard into the mat, pulling him into Voodoo Champagne’s corner. TTS tags out and Jay comes over the top rope with a diving knee, then runs over into Ultimo Double’s corner to knock Double H off the apron. Double H sidesteps it, and tries to get into the ring but is stopped by the referee. TTS gets back into the ring, and clotheslines Ganzo from behind, then grips him in the Voodoo Clutch. Jay Carroll hits his patented baseball slide dropkick square across Ganzo’s face, and TTS leaves the ring before the referee can turn around. Jay flips Ganzo over for a quick pin attempt.
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Ganzo shoves Jay off, and Jay kicks him in the ribs to keep him down. Jay pulls Ganzo to his feet, pushing him into his corner and locking in an arm wringer. Jay then slaps Ganzo in the chest, strutting away as Ganzo holds his chest. TTS drops down off the apron, and chokes Ganzo as Jay pulls the referee out of view. Double H hops over the top rope, but thinks better of it and goes back to his corner. Jay works in his Garvin Stomp, yelling the entire time “Thought.. I wasn’t… Gonna repay you…. For beating me?!” as he stomps each of Gonzo’s limbs.
Jay walks away again and whispers a bit of strategy to TTS, then picks up Ganzo’s legs to position him for a catapult. Jay catapults Ganzo into Voodoo Champagne’s corner, and Ganzo lands on the second turnbuckle, blocking TTS’ flying fist and kicking him upside the head. TTS drops down from the corner, and Ganzo hits a Whisper in the Wind-esque move to put Jay on his ass. Ganzo uses his momentum to roll into the corner and tags in Double H. Double H hops the top turnbuckle as the crowd comes to life and rallies behind Double H. Double H uses a Capoeira kick to plant Jay on the canvas, and a Leg Sweep puts TTS back outside the ring. Ganzo and Double H Irish Whip Jay into the ropes, and Ganzo drops down to make Jay leap above him. Jay leaps in the air only to be caught with a spinning elbow, while Ganzo stands on the ring apron, waiting to spring back in.
Jay rolls out of the ring and TTS makes his way back inside, catching Double H from behind. He spins and lifts Double H all in one motion and sends him sprawling to the mat with a Pile Up, and Ganzo comes flying back into the ring with a hurricanrana that sweeps TTS off of his feet. Jay enters the ring, without his mask and holding something in his hand while the referee pushes for TTS to go back to his corner. Jay smashes Ganzo in the forehead with his mask, knocking Ganzo out of the ring and out of commission. Jay kicks Double H in the ribs, hard, and jumps to the top rope. Pointing at Gonzo and saying, “This one is for you, kid!”, Jay leaps from the top rope and smacks Double H with a 450 Splash.
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MM: Your winners of the match, Voodoo Champagne!
GTH: Has Voodoo Champagne won a tag match yet without having to cheat?
JK: Who knows? Who cares? They’re putting themselves in position to finally win the tag titles. Even if they had to pin a couple of guys who named themselves after a Starbucks drink in the process.
GTH: Did you steal yet another Jay Carroll joke? Anyway…
*Commercial Break:
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King of WrestleCrap Semifinal Match: Amigo V. Square
Tim Hoss: And now, a Dream match, eh? Two great Heels fight each other in what could be a bloodbath!
Jesse King: Amigo has been seen working for Square this year, but Amigo has said he has no problems K.O.ing Square. Tonight, we shall see something special.
Tim Hoss: And now, let's go down to Michael Muffer for the intros.
Michael Muffer: The following match is a Semi-Final match in the King of Wrestlecrap tournament, scheduled for one fall with a thirty five minute time limit. The referee for this bout is John Creed.
First, in the Red corner, from Preston, England, U.K., he stands 6 feet 3 inches, and weighs in at 210lbs, The Human Sun, Master of the most explosive move in the WWCF, and many other colorful epithets, Square!
*As "I Don't Care" by Fallout Boy starts up, a while passes until the chorus starts up, as Square in perfect timing with the song emerges from the curtains, with White pyro overhead turning on. As Square walks down, he chats with eh fans, insulting some, giving the Italian Salute to others, until finally coming to the ring, where he steps up the steps, wipes his feet off on the Apron, and goes through the ropes.
Michael Muffer: And now, his opponent. In the Blue corner, from Tempe, Arizona, he stands 6 feet even, and weighs in at 214lbs. He is a former and original WWCF World Heavyweight Champion, Amigo!
*Fans boo less, and some slight cheers come up as "Welcome to Hell" starts to play, as Amigo comes out, ignoring everything, and slides into the ring*
*John Creed brings them together*
John Creed: All right, ....
Amigo and Square ignore John Creed, and stand off against each other for a minute. Slowly, smiles emerge on the faces of both men, as Amigo then turns and decks John Creed, and the hits the Bom-Ba Ye on him! As the timekeeper rings the bell, Square slides out from the ring, and pulls out a briefcase, and slides into the ring at Amigo's feet. Amigo picks it up, shakes Square's hand, and leaves with a smile, saying one thing before vanishing into the curtain: "Money talks!"
Michael Muffer: Your winner via DQ, and advancing to the finals of the King of Wrestlecrap tournament, Square!
Jesse King: What was that?! I thought we were gonna see a great match between two of the most hated men in the company!
Tim Hoss: Well, like we heard Amigo say, money talks, Jess!
Jesse King: This is just disgusting. Let’s go to a commercial.
*Commercial Break:
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King of WrestleCrap Semifinal Match: Ryan Starshine V. Little Naitch
Michael Muffer – The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a 2010 King of Wrestlecrap Semi-Final match.
*Supermassive Black Hole plays on the PA as Ryan Starshine makes his entrance to considerable cheers.*
Michael Muffer – Introducing first, from Sydney Australia and weighing in tonight at 220 pounds, he is the Technical Professional. This is Ryan Starshine!
*Starshine enters the ring and leans in his corner turnbuckle*
Michael Muffer – And his opponent-
*The New Blackjacks theme plays on the PA as LittleNaich, wearing his WWCF Tag Title makes his way out.*
Michael Muffer – From Las Vega, Nevada, and weighing in tonight at 235 pounds. He is one half of the WWCF World Tag Team Champions. This is LittleNaich.
*LittleNaich enters the ring, hands his belt to the referee and waits in his own corner.*
Tim Hoss – And here we are, Starshine and LittleNaich for entry into the King of Wrestlecrap Tournament finals.
Jesse King – These two have somewhat of a history between one another. I don’t think either likes the other. But both seem to respect what the other has done.
Tim Hoss – On one hand we have a former WWCF World Champion and on the other a man who many consider a dark horse competitor. This should be a great one.
*The bell rings*
The two competitors initially stay in their corner, waiting for the other to make the first move. They eventually begin slowly circling one another. Starshine goes for a kick but Naitch blocks. Natich goes for a chop but Starshine ducks through. The two continue circling one another, not breaking their concentration. They simultaneously lock up and push against one another. Naitch has the early control and powers Starshine into the ring ropes. He cleanly breaks. They lock up again, and Naitch has the power advantage again. But Starshine spins around, grabs Naitch’s arm and applies an arm wringer. Naitch tries to roll out of the hold, but Starshine releases the arm and applies a side headlock. He stomps down on the inside of Naitch’s knee to bring him down to one knee. Naitch gets back to a standing position and launches Starshine off the ropes. Naitch hits the mat on the rebound and audibly chops Starshine’s chest, sending him to the mat. Naitch goes for an early pin.
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Starshine kicks out.
Naitch brings Starshine back to his feet and delivers another piercing chop. He connects with another. Starshine ducks a third and hits the ropes. He rebounds off and tackles Naich down with a spear. Starshine immediately grabs Naitch’s legs for the Sharpshooter. But Naitch quickly grabs the ropes before he can even start applying the hold. Starshine cleanly breaks, and allows Naitch back to his feet.
Tim Hoss – Close call there for LittleNaitch. That Sharpshooter could spell the end for this match.
Jesse King – Don’t forget Naitch also has his Figure Four Leg Lock as back up. I think either hold could well be a bad omen for the receiver.
Tim Hoss – Folks, this match has just begun. I think we can assure you, you don’t want to miss this.
Both competitors back into their respective corners and take a breather. They meet up ring center again and lock up a third time. Naitch pushes forward again, but Starshine ducks him and school boys him.
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Naitch kicks out.
Starshine again tries to apply the Sharpshooter, but Naitch catches him in a small package.
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Starshine kicks out.
Both are quick to their feet and Naitch stuns Starshine with another chop. Starshine staggers back and clutches his now beat-red chest. Naitch moves toward him, but is dropped with a sudden superkick. Starshine sits Naitch up and kicks him in the back. He brings him up to his feet and drips him across his knee with a pendulum backbreaker. From that position he lifts Naitch up again and delivers an STO backbreaker.
Tim Hoss – Starshine working Naitch’s back. That's gotta sting.
Jesse King – It’s safe to assume he’s softening him up for the Sharpshooter.
Tim Hoss – If I was a betting man, I’d put my money on that.
Jesse King – I am a betting man Gorilla. I could give you some tips.
Tim Hoss – Like what?
Jesse King – Never take a bet from Amigo. Last time I did, I woke up in a dirty alley with nothing but a pair of socks.
Tim Hoss – …Jesse, you don’t wear socks. Oh, it looks like Starshine is going for the Sharpshooter again. This could be the end!
Starshine wraps the stunned Naitch’s legs up and turns him over, successfully applying the Sharpshooter. Naitch cries out and reaches for the ropes. Starshine drags him center ring and sits back on the hold. Naitch, unable to reach the ropes fights the urge to submit.
Jesse King – Look at the pain on Naitch’s face. How much longer can he hold on?
Tim Hoss – I don’t know Jesse, it depends how much he wants it. We’ve seen his never say die approach before. He’ll need to dig deep here.
Naitch tries to bridge up, but Starshine puts more weight down stopping him. Naitch feints tapping, and grabs Starshine’s right leg. He begins clubbing his knee and pulls it back, causing Starshine to lose his balance and face plant. Naitch is quick to his feet and stomps on the same leg. He turns Starshine over and delivers a series of kicks to it. He turns around and applies his Figure 4 Leg Lock and pulls deep.
Jesse King – The shoe is on the other foot and Naitch has locked in the Figure 4 tight.
Tim Hoss – That he has Jesse. Naitch survived the Sharpshooter, can Starshine escape this predicament?
Starshine tries to manually break the hold, but Naitch holds steady. Starshine drops to the mat, inadvertently pinning himself.
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Starshine quickly sits up again and desperately tries to reach the ropes. But he’s too far away. Starshine looks hopeless as he struggles against the pain. He then tries to roll over, and reverse the pressure. Naitch places more pressure as he tries and stops him. Starshine tries again, but Naitch again stops him. With unbreakable determination, Starshine tries again. Naitch tries to fight him, but Starshine’s fight is too much and the hold is reversed. Naitch desperately tries to break the hold, but opts to grab on to the nearby ring rope. The referee helps manually break the hold and free both competitors. Starshine hobbles to his feet, by using the ring ropes for support. Naitch soon follows and looks no worse for ware. Naitch delivers another stiff chop to Starshine’s chest. Naitch preps Star for a suplex, but fails to lift him as he clutches his lower back. Starshine takes the initiative to hook Naitch’s leg for the Starshot. He tries to lift him, but his leg gives way and he drops to his bad knee.
Tim Hoss – We’re seeing the effect of the work on both competitors have done to each other. Neither can have much left in their tank.
Naitch hits the ropes, but Starshine elbows him in the midsection on the rebound. Starshine underhooks both of Naitch’s arms for the Starblind.
Jesse King – No one kicks out of the Starblind!
Naitch twists himself free and hip tosses Starshine to the mat. He deadlifts Starshine back to his feet and connects with another chop. He positions himself at his side and lifts him up for a belly-to-back suplex. As he lifts him, Starshine elbows him to the back of his head. Naitch drops him, and Starshine again preps him for the Starblind.
Jesse King – Again, no one kicks out of the Starblind!
Starshine lumps and connects with his finisher. As he lands, he rolls away from Naitch and clutches his right knee in pain.
Tim Hoss – They may not kick out of it, but it doesn’t really matter when it looks like that may have done more damage to Starshine than his opponent.
Starshine lays in the ring holding his right leg as Naitch is out cold on the opposite side. Starshine sees Naitch and slowly and desperately crawls toward him, using his healthy leg. He finally reaches Naitch and collapses over him.
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Naitch places his closest leg over the bottom ring rope.
Starshine can’t believe it. He grabs the ropes to try and bring himself back to his feet as Naitch begins stirring. He supports himself in the corner and watches Naitch as he climbs to his feet. Just as he reaches his feet, Starshine launches from the corner with a right legged superkick. Naitch catches his leg and folds it. He lifts Starshine up and drops his leg across his knee with an atomic knee drop. Starshine stumbles forward and Naitch trips him with a quick chop block. Naitch grabs the injured leg and drags him to the ring center. He twists around and applies the Figure 4 Leg Lock again. Starshine cries out in pain from the hold and bites his knuckle. He flails around and tries to escape to no avail. He tries to turn the hold over again but fails. He flails around so more but slowly stops. He clutches his hair and feints tapping. Naitch lifts himself up, placing more pressure down and Starshine quickly taps.
Michael Muffer – The winner of this King of Wrestle Crap Semi-Final Match, LittleNaich.
*Naitch stumbles to his feet and celebrates as Starshine slowly rolls outside, clutching his right leg. The referee raises Naitch’s arm and then slides out to help Starshine to the back. Naitch grabs his WWCF Tag Team title and raises it in the air and makes his way back himself.*
Tim Hoss: Well, Little Naitch is now another step closer to regaining his WWCF World Championship, Jess.
Jesse King: That was an amazing match, Gorilla. And up next, what should prove to be another amazing match.
Tim Hoss: The final match of the semifinals, Viva Los Bio Dome V. “Damn Right” Jackson, when we return!
*Commercial Break:
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Jesse King - And we’re back!
King of WrestleCrap Semifinal Match: Viva Los Bio Dome V. “Damn Right“ Jackson
Michael Muffer: The following match is a semi-final match in the King of Wrestlecrap tournament and is schedule for one fall!
Coming out of West Philadelphia, at a height of 6 foot 5, and a weight of 296 pounds, he is the number one contender for the WWCF Undisputed Inter-Forum Championship, "Damn Right" Jackson!
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Damn Right has been on an absolute tear lately, advancing to the semi-finals of the King of Wrestlecrap tournament, while having a number one contendership for the IF title in hand! Can he win the number one contendership to two titles at once?
Jesse King: I think if there's one guy that is capable in this federation, it would be him, 'Rilla. This guy is a huge, daunting opponent, and if you take him lightly for just one second, he will make you pay. There is a reason he is steadfastly climbing the latter in the WWCF.
Michael Muffer: And coming out of Hollywood, California. He is the first ever Sunday Night Heatz!!1 Champion, and a former Tag Team Champion. Weighing in at 195 pounds, at a height of 5'11", he is your Paparazzi Primadonna, "Hollywood" iViva Los Bio Dome!
Jesse King: You know, every week I tell myself "this guy just doesn't have what it takes to be a legitimate threat in the WWCF", and every week he impresses me more and more. I may not like the way he fights, because quite frankly, he's a dirty fighter. But he gets results, and he demands your attention and respect in the ring.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Absolutely, King, but one has to wonder just how he's going to make up for the weight and height he's giving up to "Damn Right" tonight. He is giving up at least eight inches and well over one hundred pounds! A victory over a monster like Jackson going in to King of Wrestlecrap would give him a huge amount of momentum.
John Creed searches both men for weapons. He finds a cell phone in Viva's pocket and looks at him with a puzzled look before tossing it to the announcer, sitting ringside. He then calls for the bell.
Both Viva and Jackson stare each other down. Viva reaches up and bitch slaps Jackson. Jackson touches his face, looks down, laughs, and drills Viva in the head with a right hand. Viva gets up, chuckles, and rakes Jacksons eye.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: These two had quite the war of words this week, King. "Damn Right" would consistantly sell Viva's accomplishmentss short, while Viva would disrespect what Jackson has accomplished so far, and his length of time spent in the WWCF to date.
Jesse King: Again, I don't like Viva, but he has a point. Viva has tasted championship gold before, and Jackson hasn't yet. All Jackson has right now is potential, while we are all very knowledgeable as to what Viva is capable of. The verdict is still out, folks.
Jackson favors his eye, and Viva hits him with a boot to the gut. Viva whips him off of the ropes and hits him with a clothesline. Jackson is sent reeling, but does not fall over. Frustrated, Viva tries again. Again, Jackson does not go down, but is dazed. Viva whips him a third time and hits him with a dropkick to his knee.
Jesse King: He had to systematically chop Jackson down like a tree! The clotheslines weren't taking, so he took out his equilibrium! Calculated move from the Paparazzi Primadonna.
Viva drops a knee to his skull. He goes for a cover.
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Jackson kicks out with authority and stands back up. He look at Viva with dagger eyes, and charges him for a spear. Viva telegraphs it, ducks to the ground and Jackson runs into the turnbuckle. Viva drops to his knee and taunts him with the camera pose.
"Gorlla" Tim Hoss: This is just not smart. You're already clearly outmatched. You get lucky with a couple of smart reversals, and now you're taunting a guy that is one hundred pounds heavier?
Jackson is taking a breather in the turnbuckle. Viva charges him, but Jackson was playing possum and decimates him with a big boot. Jackson picks him up, licks his chops, and drops him with a power bomb. Jackson locks him in an abdominal stretch.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: The tables have turned, King! This abdominal stretch has got to be brutal. Viva has nowhere near the strength the reverse this!
Jesse King: You're right, 'Rilla. This is the first time we've seen Viva outsized like this. A submission like this could put him out, or at the very least drain all of his energy and will to continue.
Referee John Creed checks on Viva. Viva shakes his head. Jackson pulls harder. John Creed checks again. Viva shakes his head. Viva grabs Jackson's fingers. He tries tearing them off, and finally gets just enough leverage to slide out from the hold. He walks over to a turnbuckle and tries to catch his breath.
Jackson, sensing the weakness, runs to Viva. He picks him up lifts him high, gorilla presses him a couple of times, and drops him.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: My old finisher! Puts a smile on my face every time I see somebody pay homage.
Jesse King: 'Rilla, this is about the two men in the ring. Nobody tuned in for a biography.
Viva picks himself up to one knee, and Jackson walks towards him and walks right into a c-c-combo breaker.
Jesse King: It looks like Jackson didn't study his opponent. This has been Viva's MO for quite sometime. He plays dirty, and he either gets on one knee to deliver a shot to the marbles, or to taunt you. He even has a name for it, the c-c-combo breaker! Jackson has just made a critical mistake, can he come back? We'll find out after this break!
*Commercial Break*
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"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: We're back, and Viva's turned things around since that vicious and despicable combo breaker on Jackson.
Jesse King: Sure has, 'Rilla. Let's see if he can ride this wave to a win!
Viva grabs Jackson and hits him with a Falcon Arrow. He picks him up, whips him to the corner, and hits him with a flying knee. Viva's feeling it. Jackson stumbles out of the corner, and Viva hits him with a drop kick.
Viva taunts him with another camera pose. He waits for Jackson to get up. He sets up for purple sticky punch. Jackson gets up, Viva throws the punch. Jackson ducks it and lifts him and locks him into the Anxiety Adjustment.
Jesse King: Holy crap! What an excellent reversal from Jackson! This could be it!
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: If you weren't a believer in the "Damn Right" philosophy, you sure as hell are now!
Viva struggles, before raking the eyes of Jackson. Jackson lets go of the Anxiety Adjustment, wanders aimless around the ring and walks right into a purple sticky punch.
"Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome: I didn't miss this time!
Viva says "Damn Right!" in a mocking and condescending tone. He lifts Jackson up, and hits him with the Bio-Dome!
He goes for the pin.
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Michael Muffer: Your winner, advancing to the finals of the King of Wrestlecrap tournament... "Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome!
Tim Hoss: And now the finals are set!
Jesse King: At King of WrestleCrap, it’s gonna be Square V. Little Naitch V. Viva Los Bio Dome for the King of WrestleCrap Crown!
Tim Hoss: Coming up after the break, it’s the debut of Xavian Gunn!
*Commercial Break:
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Tim Hoss - Up next folks, we have the debut of Xavian Gunn.
Jesse King - This kid talks a big game, but we‘ll see if he can back it up in the ring.
Sparks V. Xavian Gunn
The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit!
(Pull Me Under)
Introducing first, from Sevierville, TN, weighing 216 pounds...SPARKS!
- Sparks puts Scar in his spider box, and then taunts in the ring, as sparks come down from the ceiling.
(Blitzkreig)
And his opponent, making his WWCF debut, from Seattle, WA, weighing 245 pounds...XAVIAN GUNN!
- The arena darkens as Xavian's entrance screen starts to glitch. He poses on the turnbuckles, as images of him flash violently on the screen.
- Both men lock up, and Xavian pushes Sparks away. He startes at him with contempt. This time Sparks goes behind and applies a waistlock, but Xavian backs him into the corner. Xavian goes for a cheap shot, but Sparks ducks it, and lands a blow of his own.
- Xavian walks into a side headlock, but pushes Sparks off the ropes and knocks him down with a shoulder. Sparks leapfrogs his opponent, and then surprises him with an armdrag. Xavian slides under the bottom rope and regroups on the outside. Sparks chases him outside and lands a forearm shot, but Xavian reverses a whip attempt and sends Sparks crashing into the steel steps knees first.
- Xavian rolls back into the ring and glares at the audience disapprovingly. Sparks gets onto the apron, and Gunn suplexes him back inside. He drops a knee, and makes the cover.
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- Sparks kicks out. Xavian takes him down again with a swinging neckbreaker, and then applies a Mexican surfboard stretch. Sparks voices his pain, but refuses to give up. Eventually Xavian relinquishes the hold, and drops an elbow onto the knee joint. He then drapes Sparks' leg across the bottom rope, and lands on it in the senton position. He goes for a jack-knife pin.
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- Sparks kicks out, but his leg is bothering him. Gunn tries to take advantage and grabs his leg, but gets hit by an enziguri. Sparks slams Gunn's head into the mat a couple of times and goes for a pin.
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- The bigger Xavian powers out. Sparks hits a snap suplex and goes to the top rope, but Xavian pops up and takes him down from leg first. As Sparks sits up, Gunn nails him with a Shining Wizard!
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- Sparks gets the shoulder up, much to Gunn's chagrin. The newcomer hits a few right hands, and whips Sparks into the turnbuckle. He places him onto the top rope and goes for a superplex, but Sparks punches him in the gut. Eventually a headbutt sends Gunn down, and Sparks capitalises with a huge frog splash!
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- Gunn gets his foot on the rope! Sparks can't believe it. He picks up his adversary and attempts the Coup-de-Grace, but Xavian backflips out of it. Sparks turns around into a boot to the midsection, followed by a tiger bomb!
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- Still no joy for Gunn! He smashes Sparks' knee into the canvas, and then applies a Boston Crab. Xavian's face is a picture of confidence, as the referee asks Sparks if he wants to submit, to which he responds negatively. The crowd rallies behind Sparks, who eventually begins to squirm towards the ropes, before grabbing onto the bottom rope. Xavian lets go of the hold at the count of 4, before lambasting the official.
- Xavian hits a DDT on Sparks, but doesn't go for the cover. He start to arrogantly kick at Sparks' head, and then picks him up. Gunn goes for the Juke Joint Jezebel, but Sparks counters it. Sparks follows up with a clothesline from behind, and then hits a running kick to his seated opponent. He makes another cover.
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- Kick out! Sparks goes for a cutter, but Gunn pushes him away. Gunn picks him up for a brainbuster, but Sparks escapes the predicament, and then executes a schoolboy roll-up!
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Here is your winner...SPARKS!
- Xavian Gunn is stunned as Sparks celebrates his victory, holding the ropes to assist himself. Gunn turns Sparks around and spits poison mist into his face! Sparks writhes in agony, and Xavian Gunn stands over him smirking, before making his way back up the ramp, as EMTs hit the ring to tend to Sparks.
Tim Hoss: What a rotten sport, Xavian Gunn! That was completely uncalled for!
Jesse King: I don’t like it anymore than you do, Gorilla. But Gunn was looking to make a statement tonight, and I’d say that was it.
*Commercial Break:
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Jesse King - We’re back and now it’s time for our main event!
Tim Hoss - There are more than a few rivalries to be settled in this 8-man tag!
Jesse King - To the ring!
Main Event: M.O.P, Jonathan Michaels, and The Heavy Metal Express V. The Boiler Room Brawler, Yellow Jacket, Evil M, and Tyfo
Michael Muffer: The following eight man tag team contest is set for one fall, with a forty minute time limit.
*Rainbow*
Michael Muffer: Introducing first, from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 224 pounds, Yellow Jacket!
*New Blackjacks Theme*
Michael Muffer: His partners, first. From Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is one half of the WWCF World Tag Team Champions, Tyfo!
*Thunderstruck*
Michael Muffer: From Rockland, Massachusetts, weighing in at 315 pounds, Evil M!
M rolls in the ring and makes a beeline for Yellow Jacket, but Tyfo quickly get’s in between the two.
*You Asked For It*
Michael Muffer: And, from Rockford, Illinois, weighing in at 350 pounds, he is the WWCF Hardcore Champion, The Boiler Room Brawler!
Jesse King: And here’s team number one. These guys don’t all get along, but tonight, they’ll have to put their differences aside if they want to come out on the winning end of this match.
Michael Muffer: And their opponents…
*We’re Not Gonna Take It*
Michael Muffer: First, weighing in at a total combined weight of 498 pounds, D-Day Dave and The Headbanger Man, The Heavy Metal Express!
All four members of the opposing team roll to the outside as the Express charges down to the ring, Dave playing air guitar and Headbanger air drumming.
*DOA*
Michael Muffer: And their partners, first. From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 240 pounds, Jonathan Michaels!
Michaels emerges through the smoke and joins his partners in the ring, as both Evil M and Yellow Jacket look on in disdain.
*Days of the Phoenix*
Michael Muffer: And, from Bergen County, New Jersey, weighing in at 232 pounds, he is the WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, M.O.P.!
M.O.P. runs down the aisle, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He rolls in the ring and highfive’s his teammates, as BRB watches on.
Tim Hoss: And there we have it. Both teams are fully assembled now. This has all the makings of one of NiteRaw’s greatest main events ever!
Both teams are in the ring now. Tyfo elects to start the match, as does M.O.P. The bell rings and they lock up.
Tyfo locks in a headlock, M.O.P. shoots him into the ropes, clothesline as Tyfo comes back! Tyfo back on his feet, he charges at M.O.P., who catches him with back body drop!
Tim Hoss: Tyfo may have underestimated the Inter-Forum Champion, Jess.
Tyfo quickly rolls over to his corner and tag’s Yellow Jacket. YJ enters the ring and ties up with M.O.P. The Inter-Forum Champion shoots Yellow Jacket into the ropes, but Jacket ducks the clothesline and hit’s a big dropkick! Cover!
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Kickout!
Jacket pulls M.O.P. off the mat and sends him into the corner, running clothesline! YJ tags The Brawler.
Jesse King: And business has just picked up! Here comes the Hardcore Champion!
Brawler enters and starts hammering away on M.O.P. in the corner, but the Jersey native fights his way out and get’s to his corner, Headbanger Man get’s the tag! Headbanger charges in and trades punches with The Brawler.
Jesse King: The Headbanger Man going toe to toe with the Hardcore Champion, and the crowd is eating it up!
Headbanger stuns the Brawler with some more punches, then scrambles up to the top rope. He goes for an elbow, but Brawler catches him with a slam! Cover!
1!
Kickout!
Brawler picks Headbanger up by the hair and drags him to the corner. Tyfo tags in. Tyfo delivers some chops to Headbanger, then suplexes him to the mat! Cover!
1!
Kickout!
Tim Hoss: Tyfo and company trying to put Headbanger Man away quickly, Jess.
Jesse King: Yeah, but The Heavy Metal rocker is nothing if not resilient, Tim.
Tyfo picks Headbanger up and drives his head into the turnbuckle! Evil M tags in.
Jesse King: Uh-oh, Gorilla. The big, nasty, angry Evil M has entered this match!
Evil grabs Headbanger by the throat and tosses him into the corner, big running elbow! Evil measures him and hit’s a second elbow! Once again, he sizes up his opponent and goes for a third elbow…
Tim Hoss: OH! Nobody home on that one!
Headbanger Man lunges into the corner and tag’s D-Day Dave! Dave tackles Evil M to the mat and begins firing off punches to the big man!
Jesse King: D-Day Dave all over Evil M, Gorilla!
Evil tries to cover up, but Dave is relentless! He drops a big elbow and goes for the cover!
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Yellow Jacket pulls Dave off!
Tim Hoss: And here’s something I thought I’d never see, Yellow Jacket saving Evil M!
Dave goes after Yellow Jacket, but Evil M grabs him from behind and drives the former CEO into the mat! Tag to The Brawler! BRB picks Dave up by the hair and delivers a devastating headbutt! Cover!
1!
Headbanger breaks it up!
The ref forces Headbanger to the outside, but Yellow Jacket, Evil M, and Tyfo all run in and starts kicking Dave while he’s down! M.O.P. and Michaels in to break it up, but the ref is quick to try and restore order! Dave is able to make the tag to Michaels, while Brawler tags Yellow Jacket.
Jesse King: Well, no love lost between these two, Gorilla!
Tim Hoss: These guys have been going at it for months, Jess. And it continues tonight, right here, right now![/color]
Michaels and Jacket lock up. Jacket applies a hammerlock, but Michaels maneuvers out of it, side headlock, Yellow Jacket counters out of it and goes back to the hammerlock. Michaels sweeps Jacket’s leg out, but YJ right back to his feet, collar and elbow tie up. Yellow Jacket tries for a headlock, but Michaels counters it with a backdrop! Cover!
1!
Evil M breaks it up with a stomp to the back of the head!
Jesse King: And Evil M returning the favor from earlier!
The ref shoos Evil out of the ring as Michaels tags M.O.P. The Inter-Forum Champion grabs Jacket by the arm and applies a wristlock, wrenching back, trying to make Jacket as uncomfortable as possible. Jacket is able to break the hold and charges M.O.P., but get’s clotheslined to the mat! Cover!
1!
2!
Evil breaks it up again!
Tim Hoss: I can’t believe it! This is the third time we’ve seen Yellow Jacket and Evil M prevent the other from being pinned!
Jesse King: They both want to win, Gorilla. Plain and simple.
M.O.P. whips Jacket into the ropes, but Evil makes a blind tag. M.O.P. catches Yellow Jacket with an armdrag, but is met with a big throat thrust by Evil M! M picks up M.O.P., chokeslam! Cover!
1!
2!
Both Dave and Headbanger Man in to break it up!
M.O.P. tries to reach his corner, but Evil pulls him back and tags Tyfo. Tyfo stomps away at M.O.P., trying to soften him up for the Texas Cloverleaf. He drops a knee on the Champion’s back, then hooks him by the legs, but M.O.P. cradles him!
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2!
Kickout!
Tyfo pulls him up, going for a suplex, but M.O.P. counters with a front face buster, then rolls over and tag’s Headbanger Man! Headbanger pulls Tyfo up and slams him back down! Yellow Jacket runs in, but is met with a punch to the face! BRB and Evil M enter as well, but Michaels and Dave also in!
Tim Hoss: The ref is quickly losing control of this match, Jess!
Michaels and Brawler fight to the outside, while Evil dispatches Dave, then grabs Headbanger Man. He holds him for Yellow Jacket, who goes for the Sting, but Headbanger moves and Evil M takes the shot!
Jesse King: Uh-oh! They were working well together, but I think that’s gonna change things!
Yellow Jacket stares in disbelief at his fallen partner. He bends over to check on him, but Evil M sits up! YJ backs up, fearing what may happen to him. Evil to his feet, looking enraged! YJ tries to explain, but Evil’s not having any of it! He grabs Jacket by the throat, but Dave and M.O.P. go after both men! All four brawl to the floor, while in the ring, Tyfo sends Headbanger Man into the corner!
Tim Hoss: Tyfo looking to finish Headbanger Man off now!
Tyfo shoves Headbanger out of the way and goes to the second rope. He comes off for the Tumbleweed, but Headbanger deflects it! Tyfo dazed, but get’s back to his feet, Headbanger Man with a boot to the midsection, Double Bass DDT! Cover!
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3!
Michael Muffer: Here are your winners, M.O.P., Jonathan Michaels, and The Heavy Metal Express!
Tim Hoss: Headbanger Man get’s the win for his team, Jess!
Jesse King: What a match that was, Gorilla! A huge win for the Heavy Metal Express here, as well as Michaels and M.O.P.!
Headbanger’s teammates roll back in to celebrate, while on the outside, Tyfo, Evil M, Yellow Jacket, and BRB argue over who’s fault it was.
Tim Hoss: Ladies and gentlemen, King of WrestleCrap is next week! We’ll see the finals of the tournament, the fate of the Hardcore Title, an Inferno TLC match, M.O.P.-Jackson II, and much more!
Jesse King: But no match on the card is any bigger than the match for the WWCF World Heavyweight Championship!
Tim Hoss: That’s right. It’ll be Jazzman defending the title against Aaron Enigma next Monday.
Jesse King: We’re going to leave you with a look at these two amazing competitors, as they prepare for this huge matchup! Goodnight folks!
*A video plays, showcasing Jazzman’s rise to the top, winning the World Title and his many title defenses since. We then see Aaron Enigma’s own rise, from his start on Heatz!!1 to his induction into the Story, to breaking out on his own, to winning the number one contendership. The final image is of the contract signing from last week, before we fade to black.*
Writing Credits: Jay Carroll, Amigo, Starshine, Viva Los Bio Dome, Headbanger Man, and Evil M
Jesse King - Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Monday NiteRaw! I’m Jesse King!
Tim Hoss - And I’m Gorilla Tim Hoss.
Jesse King - We are a week away from the King of WrestleCrap PPV!
Tim Hoss - Tonight, we will learn who will be competing in the finals of the tournament, as we have the three semifinal matches set to take place right here on NiteRaw!
Jesse King - In addition, we have the NiteRaw debut of the WWCF’s newest tag team, Ultimo Double, as they take on Voodoo Champagne!
Tim Hoss - Also, we have the debut of newcomer, Xavian Gunn, as he battles Sparks!
Jesse King - And for our main event, a big 8-man tag team contest, as M.O.P., The Heavy Metal Express, and Jonathan Michaels take on the team of The Boiler Room Brawler, Tyfo, Yellow Jacket, and Evil M!
Voodoo Champagne V. Ultimo Double
Michael Muffer: Tonight’s opening contest is a tag match, scheduled for one fall.
*SIlversun Pickups – Panic Switch*
MM: Approaching the ring first, at a combined weight of 505 pounds, Voodoo Champagne!
-TTS walks out of the curtain first, accompanied by 2 models. One is holding a chicken, while the other is holding a bottle of champagne. TTS turns around and pulls Jay Carroll from behind the curtain. Jay walks out with a clear mask on over his face to protect his broken nose. The two men and women walk down to the bottom of the ramp, and Jay receives a kiss on his mask from both ladies. They step aside, and TTS sacrifices his chicken while Jay sprays down nearby fans with champagne, and the two men enter the ring.
*Soundgarden – Black Hole Sun*
MM: And their opponents, weighing in at 425 pounds, Ultimo Double!
-Double H and Ganzo Bomb walk the ramp after the pyro hits, Double H bopping along to the slow music. The two men walk past the ladies at ringside, blowing kisses at them both, and hop into the ring over the top rope. After looking at Jay Carroll’s mask, they begin pointing and laughing.
“Gorilla” Tim Hoss: Looks like Ultimo Double doesn’t approve of Jay Carroll’s facial attire.
Jesse King: And I didn’t approve of my double expresso shot from Starbucks today, either.
GTH: Did you just steal a joke from Jay Carroll?
JK: Shush, Jay has a mic!
Jay Carroll: So, you two wannabe luchadores find my mask funny? At least mine is meant for protection. If your sloppy use of English and wrestling skills are any indication, you definitely have to hide beneath a mask, Gonzo. And with a mug like that, I’m shocked you’re not masked too, Goldilocks. Ring the bell.
-The referee signals for the bell and the two teams decide who will start the match. Ganzo Bomb and TTS stay in the ring, while Jay and Double H take their corners. The two men pace around the ring, finally going for a collar and elbow tie-up; Ganzo slides under TTS’ arms and beckons TTS to give chase. TTS does and Ganzo keeps ducking out of the way. TTS gets angry and charges the corner to avalanche Ganzo in, and Ganzo slips out of his way again and dropkicks him into the turnbuckle. TTS shrugs it off, and Ganzo follows up with a cross body press. TTS catches Ganzo, and slams him hard into the mat, pulling him into Voodoo Champagne’s corner. TTS tags out and Jay comes over the top rope with a diving knee, then runs over into Ultimo Double’s corner to knock Double H off the apron. Double H sidesteps it, and tries to get into the ring but is stopped by the referee. TTS gets back into the ring, and clotheslines Ganzo from behind, then grips him in the Voodoo Clutch. Jay Carroll hits his patented baseball slide dropkick square across Ganzo’s face, and TTS leaves the ring before the referee can turn around. Jay flips Ganzo over for a quick pin attempt.
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2….
Ganzo shoves Jay off, and Jay kicks him in the ribs to keep him down. Jay pulls Ganzo to his feet, pushing him into his corner and locking in an arm wringer. Jay then slaps Ganzo in the chest, strutting away as Ganzo holds his chest. TTS drops down off the apron, and chokes Ganzo as Jay pulls the referee out of view. Double H hops over the top rope, but thinks better of it and goes back to his corner. Jay works in his Garvin Stomp, yelling the entire time “Thought.. I wasn’t… Gonna repay you…. For beating me?!” as he stomps each of Gonzo’s limbs.
Jay walks away again and whispers a bit of strategy to TTS, then picks up Ganzo’s legs to position him for a catapult. Jay catapults Ganzo into Voodoo Champagne’s corner, and Ganzo lands on the second turnbuckle, blocking TTS’ flying fist and kicking him upside the head. TTS drops down from the corner, and Ganzo hits a Whisper in the Wind-esque move to put Jay on his ass. Ganzo uses his momentum to roll into the corner and tags in Double H. Double H hops the top turnbuckle as the crowd comes to life and rallies behind Double H. Double H uses a Capoeira kick to plant Jay on the canvas, and a Leg Sweep puts TTS back outside the ring. Ganzo and Double H Irish Whip Jay into the ropes, and Ganzo drops down to make Jay leap above him. Jay leaps in the air only to be caught with a spinning elbow, while Ganzo stands on the ring apron, waiting to spring back in.
Jay rolls out of the ring and TTS makes his way back inside, catching Double H from behind. He spins and lifts Double H all in one motion and sends him sprawling to the mat with a Pile Up, and Ganzo comes flying back into the ring with a hurricanrana that sweeps TTS off of his feet. Jay enters the ring, without his mask and holding something in his hand while the referee pushes for TTS to go back to his corner. Jay smashes Ganzo in the forehead with his mask, knocking Ganzo out of the ring and out of commission. Jay kicks Double H in the ribs, hard, and jumps to the top rope. Pointing at Gonzo and saying, “This one is for you, kid!”, Jay leaps from the top rope and smacks Double H with a 450 Splash.
1…
2….
3…. *the bell rings*
MM: Your winners of the match, Voodoo Champagne!
GTH: Has Voodoo Champagne won a tag match yet without having to cheat?
JK: Who knows? Who cares? They’re putting themselves in position to finally win the tag titles. Even if they had to pin a couple of guys who named themselves after a Starbucks drink in the process.
GTH: Did you steal yet another Jay Carroll joke? Anyway…
*Commercial Break:
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King of WrestleCrap Semifinal Match: Amigo V. Square
Tim Hoss: And now, a Dream match, eh? Two great Heels fight each other in what could be a bloodbath!
Jesse King: Amigo has been seen working for Square this year, but Amigo has said he has no problems K.O.ing Square. Tonight, we shall see something special.
Tim Hoss: And now, let's go down to Michael Muffer for the intros.
Michael Muffer: The following match is a Semi-Final match in the King of Wrestlecrap tournament, scheduled for one fall with a thirty five minute time limit. The referee for this bout is John Creed.
First, in the Red corner, from Preston, England, U.K., he stands 6 feet 3 inches, and weighs in at 210lbs, The Human Sun, Master of the most explosive move in the WWCF, and many other colorful epithets, Square!
*As "I Don't Care" by Fallout Boy starts up, a while passes until the chorus starts up, as Square in perfect timing with the song emerges from the curtains, with White pyro overhead turning on. As Square walks down, he chats with eh fans, insulting some, giving the Italian Salute to others, until finally coming to the ring, where he steps up the steps, wipes his feet off on the Apron, and goes through the ropes.
Michael Muffer: And now, his opponent. In the Blue corner, from Tempe, Arizona, he stands 6 feet even, and weighs in at 214lbs. He is a former and original WWCF World Heavyweight Champion, Amigo!
*Fans boo less, and some slight cheers come up as "Welcome to Hell" starts to play, as Amigo comes out, ignoring everything, and slides into the ring*
*John Creed brings them together*
John Creed: All right, ....
Amigo and Square ignore John Creed, and stand off against each other for a minute. Slowly, smiles emerge on the faces of both men, as Amigo then turns and decks John Creed, and the hits the Bom-Ba Ye on him! As the timekeeper rings the bell, Square slides out from the ring, and pulls out a briefcase, and slides into the ring at Amigo's feet. Amigo picks it up, shakes Square's hand, and leaves with a smile, saying one thing before vanishing into the curtain: "Money talks!"
Michael Muffer: Your winner via DQ, and advancing to the finals of the King of Wrestlecrap tournament, Square!
Jesse King: What was that?! I thought we were gonna see a great match between two of the most hated men in the company!
Tim Hoss: Well, like we heard Amigo say, money talks, Jess!
Jesse King: This is just disgusting. Let’s go to a commercial.
*Commercial Break:
KFC
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King of WrestleCrap Semifinal Match: Ryan Starshine V. Little Naitch
Michael Muffer – The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a 2010 King of Wrestlecrap Semi-Final match.
*Supermassive Black Hole plays on the PA as Ryan Starshine makes his entrance to considerable cheers.*
Michael Muffer – Introducing first, from Sydney Australia and weighing in tonight at 220 pounds, he is the Technical Professional. This is Ryan Starshine!
*Starshine enters the ring and leans in his corner turnbuckle*
Michael Muffer – And his opponent-
*The New Blackjacks theme plays on the PA as LittleNaich, wearing his WWCF Tag Title makes his way out.*
Michael Muffer – From Las Vega, Nevada, and weighing in tonight at 235 pounds. He is one half of the WWCF World Tag Team Champions. This is LittleNaich.
*LittleNaich enters the ring, hands his belt to the referee and waits in his own corner.*
Tim Hoss – And here we are, Starshine and LittleNaich for entry into the King of Wrestlecrap Tournament finals.
Jesse King – These two have somewhat of a history between one another. I don’t think either likes the other. But both seem to respect what the other has done.
Tim Hoss – On one hand we have a former WWCF World Champion and on the other a man who many consider a dark horse competitor. This should be a great one.
*The bell rings*
The two competitors initially stay in their corner, waiting for the other to make the first move. They eventually begin slowly circling one another. Starshine goes for a kick but Naitch blocks. Natich goes for a chop but Starshine ducks through. The two continue circling one another, not breaking their concentration. They simultaneously lock up and push against one another. Naitch has the early control and powers Starshine into the ring ropes. He cleanly breaks. They lock up again, and Naitch has the power advantage again. But Starshine spins around, grabs Naitch’s arm and applies an arm wringer. Naitch tries to roll out of the hold, but Starshine releases the arm and applies a side headlock. He stomps down on the inside of Naitch’s knee to bring him down to one knee. Naitch gets back to a standing position and launches Starshine off the ropes. Naitch hits the mat on the rebound and audibly chops Starshine’s chest, sending him to the mat. Naitch goes for an early pin.
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Starshine kicks out.
Naitch brings Starshine back to his feet and delivers another piercing chop. He connects with another. Starshine ducks a third and hits the ropes. He rebounds off and tackles Naich down with a spear. Starshine immediately grabs Naitch’s legs for the Sharpshooter. But Naitch quickly grabs the ropes before he can even start applying the hold. Starshine cleanly breaks, and allows Naitch back to his feet.
Tim Hoss – Close call there for LittleNaitch. That Sharpshooter could spell the end for this match.
Jesse King – Don’t forget Naitch also has his Figure Four Leg Lock as back up. I think either hold could well be a bad omen for the receiver.
Tim Hoss – Folks, this match has just begun. I think we can assure you, you don’t want to miss this.
Both competitors back into their respective corners and take a breather. They meet up ring center again and lock up a third time. Naitch pushes forward again, but Starshine ducks him and school boys him.
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2…
Naitch kicks out.
Starshine again tries to apply the Sharpshooter, but Naitch catches him in a small package.
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2…
Starshine kicks out.
Both are quick to their feet and Naitch stuns Starshine with another chop. Starshine staggers back and clutches his now beat-red chest. Naitch moves toward him, but is dropped with a sudden superkick. Starshine sits Naitch up and kicks him in the back. He brings him up to his feet and drips him across his knee with a pendulum backbreaker. From that position he lifts Naitch up again and delivers an STO backbreaker.
Tim Hoss – Starshine working Naitch’s back. That's gotta sting.
Jesse King – It’s safe to assume he’s softening him up for the Sharpshooter.
Tim Hoss – If I was a betting man, I’d put my money on that.
Jesse King – I am a betting man Gorilla. I could give you some tips.
Tim Hoss – Like what?
Jesse King – Never take a bet from Amigo. Last time I did, I woke up in a dirty alley with nothing but a pair of socks.
Tim Hoss – …Jesse, you don’t wear socks. Oh, it looks like Starshine is going for the Sharpshooter again. This could be the end!
Starshine wraps the stunned Naitch’s legs up and turns him over, successfully applying the Sharpshooter. Naitch cries out and reaches for the ropes. Starshine drags him center ring and sits back on the hold. Naitch, unable to reach the ropes fights the urge to submit.
Jesse King – Look at the pain on Naitch’s face. How much longer can he hold on?
Tim Hoss – I don’t know Jesse, it depends how much he wants it. We’ve seen his never say die approach before. He’ll need to dig deep here.
Naitch tries to bridge up, but Starshine puts more weight down stopping him. Naitch feints tapping, and grabs Starshine’s right leg. He begins clubbing his knee and pulls it back, causing Starshine to lose his balance and face plant. Naitch is quick to his feet and stomps on the same leg. He turns Starshine over and delivers a series of kicks to it. He turns around and applies his Figure 4 Leg Lock and pulls deep.
Jesse King – The shoe is on the other foot and Naitch has locked in the Figure 4 tight.
Tim Hoss – That he has Jesse. Naitch survived the Sharpshooter, can Starshine escape this predicament?
Starshine tries to manually break the hold, but Naitch holds steady. Starshine drops to the mat, inadvertently pinning himself.
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Starshine quickly sits up again and desperately tries to reach the ropes. But he’s too far away. Starshine looks hopeless as he struggles against the pain. He then tries to roll over, and reverse the pressure. Naitch places more pressure as he tries and stops him. Starshine tries again, but Naitch again stops him. With unbreakable determination, Starshine tries again. Naitch tries to fight him, but Starshine’s fight is too much and the hold is reversed. Naitch desperately tries to break the hold, but opts to grab on to the nearby ring rope. The referee helps manually break the hold and free both competitors. Starshine hobbles to his feet, by using the ring ropes for support. Naitch soon follows and looks no worse for ware. Naitch delivers another stiff chop to Starshine’s chest. Naitch preps Star for a suplex, but fails to lift him as he clutches his lower back. Starshine takes the initiative to hook Naitch’s leg for the Starshot. He tries to lift him, but his leg gives way and he drops to his bad knee.
Tim Hoss – We’re seeing the effect of the work on both competitors have done to each other. Neither can have much left in their tank.
Naitch hits the ropes, but Starshine elbows him in the midsection on the rebound. Starshine underhooks both of Naitch’s arms for the Starblind.
Jesse King – No one kicks out of the Starblind!
Naitch twists himself free and hip tosses Starshine to the mat. He deadlifts Starshine back to his feet and connects with another chop. He positions himself at his side and lifts him up for a belly-to-back suplex. As he lifts him, Starshine elbows him to the back of his head. Naitch drops him, and Starshine again preps him for the Starblind.
Jesse King – Again, no one kicks out of the Starblind!
Starshine lumps and connects with his finisher. As he lands, he rolls away from Naitch and clutches his right knee in pain.
Tim Hoss – They may not kick out of it, but it doesn’t really matter when it looks like that may have done more damage to Starshine than his opponent.
Starshine lays in the ring holding his right leg as Naitch is out cold on the opposite side. Starshine sees Naitch and slowly and desperately crawls toward him, using his healthy leg. He finally reaches Naitch and collapses over him.
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Naitch places his closest leg over the bottom ring rope.
Starshine can’t believe it. He grabs the ropes to try and bring himself back to his feet as Naitch begins stirring. He supports himself in the corner and watches Naitch as he climbs to his feet. Just as he reaches his feet, Starshine launches from the corner with a right legged superkick. Naitch catches his leg and folds it. He lifts Starshine up and drops his leg across his knee with an atomic knee drop. Starshine stumbles forward and Naitch trips him with a quick chop block. Naitch grabs the injured leg and drags him to the ring center. He twists around and applies the Figure 4 Leg Lock again. Starshine cries out in pain from the hold and bites his knuckle. He flails around and tries to escape to no avail. He tries to turn the hold over again but fails. He flails around so more but slowly stops. He clutches his hair and feints tapping. Naitch lifts himself up, placing more pressure down and Starshine quickly taps.
Michael Muffer – The winner of this King of Wrestle Crap Semi-Final Match, LittleNaich.
*Naitch stumbles to his feet and celebrates as Starshine slowly rolls outside, clutching his right leg. The referee raises Naitch’s arm and then slides out to help Starshine to the back. Naitch grabs his WWCF Tag Team title and raises it in the air and makes his way back himself.*
Tim Hoss: Well, Little Naitch is now another step closer to regaining his WWCF World Championship, Jess.
Jesse King: That was an amazing match, Gorilla. And up next, what should prove to be another amazing match.
Tim Hoss: The final match of the semifinals, Viva Los Bio Dome V. “Damn Right” Jackson, when we return!
*Commercial Break:
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Jesse King - And we’re back!
King of WrestleCrap Semifinal Match: Viva Los Bio Dome V. “Damn Right“ Jackson
Michael Muffer: The following match is a semi-final match in the King of Wrestlecrap tournament and is schedule for one fall!
Coming out of West Philadelphia, at a height of 6 foot 5, and a weight of 296 pounds, he is the number one contender for the WWCF Undisputed Inter-Forum Championship, "Damn Right" Jackson!
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Damn Right has been on an absolute tear lately, advancing to the semi-finals of the King of Wrestlecrap tournament, while having a number one contendership for the IF title in hand! Can he win the number one contendership to two titles at once?
Jesse King: I think if there's one guy that is capable in this federation, it would be him, 'Rilla. This guy is a huge, daunting opponent, and if you take him lightly for just one second, he will make you pay. There is a reason he is steadfastly climbing the latter in the WWCF.
Michael Muffer: And coming out of Hollywood, California. He is the first ever Sunday Night Heatz!!1 Champion, and a former Tag Team Champion. Weighing in at 195 pounds, at a height of 5'11", he is your Paparazzi Primadonna, "Hollywood" iViva Los Bio Dome!
Jesse King: You know, every week I tell myself "this guy just doesn't have what it takes to be a legitimate threat in the WWCF", and every week he impresses me more and more. I may not like the way he fights, because quite frankly, he's a dirty fighter. But he gets results, and he demands your attention and respect in the ring.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Absolutely, King, but one has to wonder just how he's going to make up for the weight and height he's giving up to "Damn Right" tonight. He is giving up at least eight inches and well over one hundred pounds! A victory over a monster like Jackson going in to King of Wrestlecrap would give him a huge amount of momentum.
John Creed searches both men for weapons. He finds a cell phone in Viva's pocket and looks at him with a puzzled look before tossing it to the announcer, sitting ringside. He then calls for the bell.
Both Viva and Jackson stare each other down. Viva reaches up and bitch slaps Jackson. Jackson touches his face, looks down, laughs, and drills Viva in the head with a right hand. Viva gets up, chuckles, and rakes Jacksons eye.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: These two had quite the war of words this week, King. "Damn Right" would consistantly sell Viva's accomplishmentss short, while Viva would disrespect what Jackson has accomplished so far, and his length of time spent in the WWCF to date.
Jesse King: Again, I don't like Viva, but he has a point. Viva has tasted championship gold before, and Jackson hasn't yet. All Jackson has right now is potential, while we are all very knowledgeable as to what Viva is capable of. The verdict is still out, folks.
Jackson favors his eye, and Viva hits him with a boot to the gut. Viva whips him off of the ropes and hits him with a clothesline. Jackson is sent reeling, but does not fall over. Frustrated, Viva tries again. Again, Jackson does not go down, but is dazed. Viva whips him a third time and hits him with a dropkick to his knee.
Jesse King: He had to systematically chop Jackson down like a tree! The clotheslines weren't taking, so he took out his equilibrium! Calculated move from the Paparazzi Primadonna.
Viva drops a knee to his skull. He goes for a cover.
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Jackson kicks out with authority and stands back up. He look at Viva with dagger eyes, and charges him for a spear. Viva telegraphs it, ducks to the ground and Jackson runs into the turnbuckle. Viva drops to his knee and taunts him with the camera pose.
"Gorlla" Tim Hoss: This is just not smart. You're already clearly outmatched. You get lucky with a couple of smart reversals, and now you're taunting a guy that is one hundred pounds heavier?
Jackson is taking a breather in the turnbuckle. Viva charges him, but Jackson was playing possum and decimates him with a big boot. Jackson picks him up, licks his chops, and drops him with a power bomb. Jackson locks him in an abdominal stretch.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: The tables have turned, King! This abdominal stretch has got to be brutal. Viva has nowhere near the strength the reverse this!
Jesse King: You're right, 'Rilla. This is the first time we've seen Viva outsized like this. A submission like this could put him out, or at the very least drain all of his energy and will to continue.
Referee John Creed checks on Viva. Viva shakes his head. Jackson pulls harder. John Creed checks again. Viva shakes his head. Viva grabs Jackson's fingers. He tries tearing them off, and finally gets just enough leverage to slide out from the hold. He walks over to a turnbuckle and tries to catch his breath.
Jackson, sensing the weakness, runs to Viva. He picks him up lifts him high, gorilla presses him a couple of times, and drops him.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: My old finisher! Puts a smile on my face every time I see somebody pay homage.
Jesse King: 'Rilla, this is about the two men in the ring. Nobody tuned in for a biography.
Viva picks himself up to one knee, and Jackson walks towards him and walks right into a c-c-combo breaker.
Jesse King: It looks like Jackson didn't study his opponent. This has been Viva's MO for quite sometime. He plays dirty, and he either gets on one knee to deliver a shot to the marbles, or to taunt you. He even has a name for it, the c-c-combo breaker! Jackson has just made a critical mistake, can he come back? We'll find out after this break!
*Commercial Break*
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"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: We're back, and Viva's turned things around since that vicious and despicable combo breaker on Jackson.
Jesse King: Sure has, 'Rilla. Let's see if he can ride this wave to a win!
Viva grabs Jackson and hits him with a Falcon Arrow. He picks him up, whips him to the corner, and hits him with a flying knee. Viva's feeling it. Jackson stumbles out of the corner, and Viva hits him with a drop kick.
Viva taunts him with another camera pose. He waits for Jackson to get up. He sets up for purple sticky punch. Jackson gets up, Viva throws the punch. Jackson ducks it and lifts him and locks him into the Anxiety Adjustment.
Jesse King: Holy crap! What an excellent reversal from Jackson! This could be it!
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: If you weren't a believer in the "Damn Right" philosophy, you sure as hell are now!
Viva struggles, before raking the eyes of Jackson. Jackson lets go of the Anxiety Adjustment, wanders aimless around the ring and walks right into a purple sticky punch.
"Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome: I didn't miss this time!
Viva says "Damn Right!" in a mocking and condescending tone. He lifts Jackson up, and hits him with the Bio-Dome!
He goes for the pin.
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Tim Hoss: And now the finals are set!
Jesse King: At King of WrestleCrap, it’s gonna be Square V. Little Naitch V. Viva Los Bio Dome for the King of WrestleCrap Crown!
Tim Hoss: Coming up after the break, it’s the debut of Xavian Gunn!
*Commercial Break:
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Tim Hoss - Up next folks, we have the debut of Xavian Gunn.
Jesse King - This kid talks a big game, but we‘ll see if he can back it up in the ring.
Sparks V. Xavian Gunn
The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit!
(Pull Me Under)
Introducing first, from Sevierville, TN, weighing 216 pounds...SPARKS!
- Sparks puts Scar in his spider box, and then taunts in the ring, as sparks come down from the ceiling.
(Blitzkreig)
And his opponent, making his WWCF debut, from Seattle, WA, weighing 245 pounds...XAVIAN GUNN!
- The arena darkens as Xavian's entrance screen starts to glitch. He poses on the turnbuckles, as images of him flash violently on the screen.
- Both men lock up, and Xavian pushes Sparks away. He startes at him with contempt. This time Sparks goes behind and applies a waistlock, but Xavian backs him into the corner. Xavian goes for a cheap shot, but Sparks ducks it, and lands a blow of his own.
- Xavian walks into a side headlock, but pushes Sparks off the ropes and knocks him down with a shoulder. Sparks leapfrogs his opponent, and then surprises him with an armdrag. Xavian slides under the bottom rope and regroups on the outside. Sparks chases him outside and lands a forearm shot, but Xavian reverses a whip attempt and sends Sparks crashing into the steel steps knees first.
- Xavian rolls back into the ring and glares at the audience disapprovingly. Sparks gets onto the apron, and Gunn suplexes him back inside. He drops a knee, and makes the cover.
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- Sparks kicks out. Xavian takes him down again with a swinging neckbreaker, and then applies a Mexican surfboard stretch. Sparks voices his pain, but refuses to give up. Eventually Xavian relinquishes the hold, and drops an elbow onto the knee joint. He then drapes Sparks' leg across the bottom rope, and lands on it in the senton position. He goes for a jack-knife pin.
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- Sparks kicks out, but his leg is bothering him. Gunn tries to take advantage and grabs his leg, but gets hit by an enziguri. Sparks slams Gunn's head into the mat a couple of times and goes for a pin.
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- The bigger Xavian powers out. Sparks hits a snap suplex and goes to the top rope, but Xavian pops up and takes him down from leg first. As Sparks sits up, Gunn nails him with a Shining Wizard!
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- Sparks gets the shoulder up, much to Gunn's chagrin. The newcomer hits a few right hands, and whips Sparks into the turnbuckle. He places him onto the top rope and goes for a superplex, but Sparks punches him in the gut. Eventually a headbutt sends Gunn down, and Sparks capitalises with a huge frog splash!
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- Gunn gets his foot on the rope! Sparks can't believe it. He picks up his adversary and attempts the Coup-de-Grace, but Xavian backflips out of it. Sparks turns around into a boot to the midsection, followed by a tiger bomb!
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- Still no joy for Gunn! He smashes Sparks' knee into the canvas, and then applies a Boston Crab. Xavian's face is a picture of confidence, as the referee asks Sparks if he wants to submit, to which he responds negatively. The crowd rallies behind Sparks, who eventually begins to squirm towards the ropes, before grabbing onto the bottom rope. Xavian lets go of the hold at the count of 4, before lambasting the official.
- Xavian hits a DDT on Sparks, but doesn't go for the cover. He start to arrogantly kick at Sparks' head, and then picks him up. Gunn goes for the Juke Joint Jezebel, but Sparks counters it. Sparks follows up with a clothesline from behind, and then hits a running kick to his seated opponent. He makes another cover.
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- Kick out! Sparks goes for a cutter, but Gunn pushes him away. Gunn picks him up for a brainbuster, but Sparks escapes the predicament, and then executes a schoolboy roll-up!
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Here is your winner...SPARKS!
- Xavian Gunn is stunned as Sparks celebrates his victory, holding the ropes to assist himself. Gunn turns Sparks around and spits poison mist into his face! Sparks writhes in agony, and Xavian Gunn stands over him smirking, before making his way back up the ramp, as EMTs hit the ring to tend to Sparks.
Tim Hoss: What a rotten sport, Xavian Gunn! That was completely uncalled for!
Jesse King: I don’t like it anymore than you do, Gorilla. But Gunn was looking to make a statement tonight, and I’d say that was it.
*Commercial Break:
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Jesse King - We’re back and now it’s time for our main event!
Tim Hoss - There are more than a few rivalries to be settled in this 8-man tag!
Jesse King - To the ring!
Main Event: M.O.P, Jonathan Michaels, and The Heavy Metal Express V. The Boiler Room Brawler, Yellow Jacket, Evil M, and Tyfo
Michael Muffer: The following eight man tag team contest is set for one fall, with a forty minute time limit.
*Rainbow*
Michael Muffer: Introducing first, from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 224 pounds, Yellow Jacket!
*New Blackjacks Theme*
Michael Muffer: His partners, first. From Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is one half of the WWCF World Tag Team Champions, Tyfo!
*Thunderstruck*
Michael Muffer: From Rockland, Massachusetts, weighing in at 315 pounds, Evil M!
M rolls in the ring and makes a beeline for Yellow Jacket, but Tyfo quickly get’s in between the two.
*You Asked For It*
Michael Muffer: And, from Rockford, Illinois, weighing in at 350 pounds, he is the WWCF Hardcore Champion, The Boiler Room Brawler!
Jesse King: And here’s team number one. These guys don’t all get along, but tonight, they’ll have to put their differences aside if they want to come out on the winning end of this match.
Michael Muffer: And their opponents…
*We’re Not Gonna Take It*
Michael Muffer: First, weighing in at a total combined weight of 498 pounds, D-Day Dave and The Headbanger Man, The Heavy Metal Express!
All four members of the opposing team roll to the outside as the Express charges down to the ring, Dave playing air guitar and Headbanger air drumming.
*DOA*
Michael Muffer: And their partners, first. From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 240 pounds, Jonathan Michaels!
Michaels emerges through the smoke and joins his partners in the ring, as both Evil M and Yellow Jacket look on in disdain.
*Days of the Phoenix*
Michael Muffer: And, from Bergen County, New Jersey, weighing in at 232 pounds, he is the WWCF Inter-Forum Champion, M.O.P.!
M.O.P. runs down the aisle, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He rolls in the ring and highfive’s his teammates, as BRB watches on.
Tim Hoss: And there we have it. Both teams are fully assembled now. This has all the makings of one of NiteRaw’s greatest main events ever!
Both teams are in the ring now. Tyfo elects to start the match, as does M.O.P. The bell rings and they lock up.
Tyfo locks in a headlock, M.O.P. shoots him into the ropes, clothesline as Tyfo comes back! Tyfo back on his feet, he charges at M.O.P., who catches him with back body drop!
Tim Hoss: Tyfo may have underestimated the Inter-Forum Champion, Jess.
Tyfo quickly rolls over to his corner and tag’s Yellow Jacket. YJ enters the ring and ties up with M.O.P. The Inter-Forum Champion shoots Yellow Jacket into the ropes, but Jacket ducks the clothesline and hit’s a big dropkick! Cover!
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Kickout!
Jacket pulls M.O.P. off the mat and sends him into the corner, running clothesline! YJ tags The Brawler.
Jesse King: And business has just picked up! Here comes the Hardcore Champion!
Brawler enters and starts hammering away on M.O.P. in the corner, but the Jersey native fights his way out and get’s to his corner, Headbanger Man get’s the tag! Headbanger charges in and trades punches with The Brawler.
Jesse King: The Headbanger Man going toe to toe with the Hardcore Champion, and the crowd is eating it up!
Headbanger stuns the Brawler with some more punches, then scrambles up to the top rope. He goes for an elbow, but Brawler catches him with a slam! Cover!
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Kickout!
Brawler picks Headbanger up by the hair and drags him to the corner. Tyfo tags in. Tyfo delivers some chops to Headbanger, then suplexes him to the mat! Cover!
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Kickout!
Tim Hoss: Tyfo and company trying to put Headbanger Man away quickly, Jess.
Jesse King: Yeah, but The Heavy Metal rocker is nothing if not resilient, Tim.
Tyfo picks Headbanger up and drives his head into the turnbuckle! Evil M tags in.
Jesse King: Uh-oh, Gorilla. The big, nasty, angry Evil M has entered this match!
Evil grabs Headbanger by the throat and tosses him into the corner, big running elbow! Evil measures him and hit’s a second elbow! Once again, he sizes up his opponent and goes for a third elbow…
Tim Hoss: OH! Nobody home on that one!
Headbanger Man lunges into the corner and tag’s D-Day Dave! Dave tackles Evil M to the mat and begins firing off punches to the big man!
Jesse King: D-Day Dave all over Evil M, Gorilla!
Evil tries to cover up, but Dave is relentless! He drops a big elbow and goes for the cover!
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Yellow Jacket pulls Dave off!
Tim Hoss: And here’s something I thought I’d never see, Yellow Jacket saving Evil M!
Dave goes after Yellow Jacket, but Evil M grabs him from behind and drives the former CEO into the mat! Tag to The Brawler! BRB picks Dave up by the hair and delivers a devastating headbutt! Cover!
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Headbanger breaks it up!
The ref forces Headbanger to the outside, but Yellow Jacket, Evil M, and Tyfo all run in and starts kicking Dave while he’s down! M.O.P. and Michaels in to break it up, but the ref is quick to try and restore order! Dave is able to make the tag to Michaels, while Brawler tags Yellow Jacket.
Jesse King: Well, no love lost between these two, Gorilla!
Tim Hoss: These guys have been going at it for months, Jess. And it continues tonight, right here, right now![/color]
Michaels and Jacket lock up. Jacket applies a hammerlock, but Michaels maneuvers out of it, side headlock, Yellow Jacket counters out of it and goes back to the hammerlock. Michaels sweeps Jacket’s leg out, but YJ right back to his feet, collar and elbow tie up. Yellow Jacket tries for a headlock, but Michaels counters it with a backdrop! Cover!
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Evil M breaks it up with a stomp to the back of the head!
Jesse King: And Evil M returning the favor from earlier!
The ref shoos Evil out of the ring as Michaels tags M.O.P. The Inter-Forum Champion grabs Jacket by the arm and applies a wristlock, wrenching back, trying to make Jacket as uncomfortable as possible. Jacket is able to break the hold and charges M.O.P., but get’s clotheslined to the mat! Cover!
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Evil breaks it up again!
Tim Hoss: I can’t believe it! This is the third time we’ve seen Yellow Jacket and Evil M prevent the other from being pinned!
Jesse King: They both want to win, Gorilla. Plain and simple.
M.O.P. whips Jacket into the ropes, but Evil makes a blind tag. M.O.P. catches Yellow Jacket with an armdrag, but is met with a big throat thrust by Evil M! M picks up M.O.P., chokeslam! Cover!
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Both Dave and Headbanger Man in to break it up!
M.O.P. tries to reach his corner, but Evil pulls him back and tags Tyfo. Tyfo stomps away at M.O.P., trying to soften him up for the Texas Cloverleaf. He drops a knee on the Champion’s back, then hooks him by the legs, but M.O.P. cradles him!
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Kickout!
Tyfo pulls him up, going for a suplex, but M.O.P. counters with a front face buster, then rolls over and tag’s Headbanger Man! Headbanger pulls Tyfo up and slams him back down! Yellow Jacket runs in, but is met with a punch to the face! BRB and Evil M enter as well, but Michaels and Dave also in!
Tim Hoss: The ref is quickly losing control of this match, Jess!
Michaels and Brawler fight to the outside, while Evil dispatches Dave, then grabs Headbanger Man. He holds him for Yellow Jacket, who goes for the Sting, but Headbanger moves and Evil M takes the shot!
Jesse King: Uh-oh! They were working well together, but I think that’s gonna change things!
Yellow Jacket stares in disbelief at his fallen partner. He bends over to check on him, but Evil M sits up! YJ backs up, fearing what may happen to him. Evil to his feet, looking enraged! YJ tries to explain, but Evil’s not having any of it! He grabs Jacket by the throat, but Dave and M.O.P. go after both men! All four brawl to the floor, while in the ring, Tyfo sends Headbanger Man into the corner!
Tim Hoss: Tyfo looking to finish Headbanger Man off now!
Tyfo shoves Headbanger out of the way and goes to the second rope. He comes off for the Tumbleweed, but Headbanger deflects it! Tyfo dazed, but get’s back to his feet, Headbanger Man with a boot to the midsection, Double Bass DDT! Cover!
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Michael Muffer: Here are your winners, M.O.P., Jonathan Michaels, and The Heavy Metal Express!
Tim Hoss: Headbanger Man get’s the win for his team, Jess!
Jesse King: What a match that was, Gorilla! A huge win for the Heavy Metal Express here, as well as Michaels and M.O.P.!
Headbanger’s teammates roll back in to celebrate, while on the outside, Tyfo, Evil M, Yellow Jacket, and BRB argue over who’s fault it was.
Tim Hoss: Ladies and gentlemen, King of WrestleCrap is next week! We’ll see the finals of the tournament, the fate of the Hardcore Title, an Inferno TLC match, M.O.P.-Jackson II, and much more!
Jesse King: But no match on the card is any bigger than the match for the WWCF World Heavyweight Championship!
Tim Hoss: That’s right. It’ll be Jazzman defending the title against Aaron Enigma next Monday.
Jesse King: We’re going to leave you with a look at these two amazing competitors, as they prepare for this huge matchup! Goodnight folks!
*A video plays, showcasing Jazzman’s rise to the top, winning the World Title and his many title defenses since. We then see Aaron Enigma’s own rise, from his start on Heatz!!1 to his induction into the Story, to breaking out on his own, to winning the number one contendership. The final image is of the contract signing from last week, before we fade to black.*
Writing Credits: Jay Carroll, Amigo, Starshine, Viva Los Bio Dome, Headbanger Man, and Evil M
