Monday Niteraw - May 3, 2010
5/14/10
Kris Kobain vs The Hangman
Referee: John Creed
Michael MufferThis match is scheduled for one fall and for the number contendership for the WWCF Hardcore championship! First making his way down the aisle
"Ballad of a Hangman" by Grave Digger starts to play.
Weighing in at 300 pounds. Hailing from Port Royal, Jamaca, The Hangman!
The Hangman runs down to the ring with a chainless chainsaw in hand.
And his opponent
Siva by The Smashing Pumpkins starts to play.
Weighing in at 200 pounds. Hailing from Seattle, Washington. Kris Kobain!
Kobain walks out onto the stage area. He surveys the crowd then tilts his head back extends his arms as fireworks shoot behind him. He walks to the ring scaning the crowd for Kobanite signs. When he gets to the ring he walks up the steps to the apron and stands with his back against the ropes extending his arms again.
The Hangman comes over waving the chainsaw towards Kris causing Kris to jump off the ring apron. Kris is heard telling Creed to make The Hangman get rid of the chainsaw. Creed takes the chainsaw as Kris walks up the ring steps slowly and tries to enter the ring. The Hangman runs over and tries to hit Kris causing Kris to jump back out. Creed warns the Hangman to let Kris in. The Hangman steps back as Kris slids in the ring as The Hangman runs over and starts putting the boots to his back and head.
The bell rings and the match is underway.
Hoss: This is the Niteraw debut of the very vocal Kris Kobain.
King: He's very confident. There's nothing wrong with that.
There's a difference between cocky and confident.
Oh please. What do you know?
Kris makes it to his feet throwing wild kicks and punches at The Hangman. Kris hits a drop kick and The Hangman doesn't go down. Kris hits a second dropkick and staggers The Hangman who still doesn't go down. Kris atempts a Lionsault and is caught mid air by The Hangman and slammed to the mat. Kris struggles to his knees only to be met with a vicious buzzsaw kick. Kris falls back to the mat. The Hangman picks Kris up by his hair and whips him into the turnbuckle. The Hangman takes a few steps back then charges Kris with a brutal corner avalanche. The Hangman steps back and hits a second avalanche. The Hangman goes for a third avalanche and Kris rolls out of the way. The Hangman hits the corner. Kris dropkicks him from behind. The Hangman turns around and is met by Kris jumping on him in the corner throwing punches to his head. The Hangman shoves Kris off. Kris jumps back on him and throws more punches.
He's going to have to do a lot more than that to hurt this guy.
That's for sure. He'd have a better chance of knocking a brick wall over with a stick of butter than beat The Hangman with punches
Do you listen to yourself talk?
Kris jumps over the top rope hitting a guilotine on The Hangman. The Hangman goes down grabbing his throat. Kris climbs the ring and then climbs the ringpost to the top rop. 450 splash onto The Hangman.
Wow! Great manuver.
Kris stands up turns his back to The Hangman and plays to the crowd.
What a stupid move!
Kris turns around and The Hangman is standing up waiting for him.
The Hangman hits a brutal enzui lariat!He calls that move The Gallows.
And for good reason. It'll take your head clean off.
The Hangman makes the cover and 1...2...3! It's over! Another impressive showing her by this monster of a man The Hangman as Kris Kobain comes up just a little bit short.
You can blame the crowd for that. If he wasn't pandering to them he wouldn't have gotten caught like that.
You might be right.
What do you mean might be? Of course I'm right.
All right let's go to Michael Muffer with our decision.
The winner of our match and new number one contender for the WWCF Hardcore championship. The Hangman!
The Hangman stands Kris up and hits him with a big boot.
Now what's this? The match is over!
Maybe he doesn't know. The guy is kind of a loose cannon.
Oh don't give me that/
The Hangman goes outside the ring and grabs a steel chair. He brings it in the ring and ddt's Kris onto it. Kris is busted open from the shot. The Hangman then goes outside and grabs the steel steps and brings them in. He picks Kris up and piledrives him onto the steps.
Oh my! Somebody has got to stop this!
Why don't you get in there and stop it?
Are you out of your mind?
Oh I see. It's ok for someone else to go in there and risk getting hurt but when it's you then its crazy.
The Hangman goes outside and gets a table and brings it in the ring. He puts Kris on the table and climbs to the top rope. He hits The Guillotine and sends Kris crashing through the table. Several officials come out from the back and seperate The Hangman from Kris. The Hangman looks at Kris's blood all over his hands and begins to laugh as the officials help Kris to the back.
Yellow Jacket V. “Damn Right” Jackson
Michael Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for One Fall!
"Too Black, Too Strong... DAMN RIGHT!"
Bring Tha Noise - Public Enemy feat. Anthrax
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Oh boy! I've been waiting for this one. The long awaited rematch!
The crowd begin to boo as a very focused and angry DR Jackson walks straight into the ring, he throws his jacket to the ground and reaches for mic.
Introducing first, from West Philadelphia, born and raised... he weighs in tonight at 300 pounds... "Damn Right" Jackson!
Jesse King: Oh great, looks like the Black Douchebaggery wants to grace us once again...
The crowd begin a Jackson sucks chant as he begins to speak.
DR Jackson: Ladies and Gentlemen, that was the last time you will hear me come out to that song... You see I've been ushering in the Era of Attitude each and every week by Bringing the Noise... however it's time for a change, I no longer need to Bring the Noise, I no longer need to usher in the Era of Attitude. Becuase whether you like it or not, The Era of Attitude is already here! I made it! And it's not going to end anytime soon! And it's only fair that my music reflects that!
The crowd continue the boo, leading to asshole chants.
DR Jackson: *angrily* You know what? I don't care, forget you all. Boo me all you'd like. It won't make a difference once I stomp all your little heroes into the ground... Infact I've already got my next week planned as I will-
DR Jackson is once again cut off by the viral video, this one focuses heavily on the parallels between the Stable Wars of old, and the one that's currently breaking out... "Love your hate... Your Faith Lost... You Are Now One Of Us... Those who don't learn from their past are doomed to repeat it...
This is how the WWCF Ends... Neither with a bang nor a whimper... Next week."
DR Jackson: Next week? NEXT WEEK!? Whoever you are, dealing with me next week is the last thing on the agenda because instead of me having to worry about you. I've already got my match booked in. Next week I will go one on one with LittleNaitch!
The crowd pop huge for LittleNaitch's name being mentioned.
DR Jackson: Yeah LittleNaitch, your hero. I don't know if you guys even remember, but one of my earliest matches here consisted of me throwing his ass around the ring and showing him what the Era of Attitude was all about. However, like usually you all forgot about it... and next week I'll give that punk a beating so bad... You'll never forget it! DAMN RI-
The Man on the Thunderstruck Mountain
YellowJacket's music cuts DR Jackson off and actually gets a pop, however one the crowd realise who is heading out to the ring the cheers quickly turn to boos. Yellow Jacket has a very bold look of determination on his face as he runs to the ring and gets right in Jackson's face.
Michael Muffer: And his opponent, hailing from Lancaster, Pennsylvania... weighing in tonight at 224 pounds... Yellow Jacket!
Jesse King: Now THIS is the match I've been looking forward too! We've seen these two face off many times before, and the last time they faced off one on one, Yellow Jacket came into the match in no condition to compete, DR Jackson abused his injury like the coward he is and got a cheap win. But here's a Yellow Jacket, in a fired up state the likes of which we have never seen! I'm not liking DR Jackson's chances here... and I love that fact!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Hey calm down there, I know you love seeing DR Jackson failed, but you can't overlook his track record here!
Referee Lloyd McFloyd runs the competitors through the rules of the match before patting them down, he calls for the bell.
Yellow Jacket immediately explodes into DR Jackson unloading punch after punch, knocking DR to the ground, he continues to wail away. Lloyd tries to pull Yellow Jacket off, but YJ resists and keeps punching.
Jesse King: My god! Look at the intensity of Yellow Jacket!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Well Jackson has really given Yellow Jacket a hard time as of late, this is Yellow Jacket's first real, fair chance at redemption, we can't forget that beatdown Jackson gave him when he was injured... I'm sure Yellow Jacket hasn't forgotten.
Lloyd starts to count Yellow Jacket the stop the punches, Yellow Jacket quickly stops punching and locks in a sharp headlock instead. He begins to wrench, but DR Jackson works his way to his feet and shoves Yellow Jacket away. Yellow Jacket runs at DR Jackson but Jackson takes him down with a Clothesline.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: and Jackson uses his size to turn the tides!
DR Jackson goes to pick Yellow Jacket up, but Jacket quickly catches him into a Small Package!
1!
2!
Jackson quickly gets a should up, he goes to catch his breath by leaning on the ropes, but Yellow Jacket then rolls him up into a School Boy!
1!
2!
Jackson again kicks out, but he looks livid.
Jesse King: *smugly* and Yellow Jacket uses his technical prowess to take the upper hand.
Jackson then keeps his eye on Yellow Jacket, fuming. He takes a step towards him, but Yellow Jacket quickly delivers a low drop kick to Jackson's knees. Jacket then rolls behind Jackson and delivers a second dropkick, this time sending DR Jackson into the ropes, Yellow Jacket catches him on the rebound and follows up with a German Suplex, he bridges over for the pin...
1!
2!
Jackson again kicks out!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: My god, Yellow Jacket is really taking the bigger man down, I've need seen a David vs Goliath concept like this!
Jesse King: That's because DR Jackson's approach is very flawed, once Yellow Jacket is healthy, he exploits it to his advantage.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: But how healthy can these guys be King, they both went through hell in the Thunderdome!
Yellow Jacket picks DR Jackson up and goes for a Belly to Belly suplex, but Jackson blocks it with a headbutt and another. Jackson then finishes the counter with a one arm Uranage Slam. Jackson goes for the pin.
1!
2!
Yellow Jacket kicks out.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Wow, even after gaining control we never see Jackson go for a pin that early!
Jesse King: Yellow Jacket is getting inside his head, he's learning that the Era of Athleticism far surpasses the Era of Attitude!
Jackson quickly drops and elbow onto the grounded Yellow Jacket. Jackson then picks Yellow Jacket by an arm and forces him to his feet with a fierce yank. Jackson starts to wrench on the arm and them attempts to turn it into a short-arm lariat, however Yellow Jacket ducks underneath and hits a German Suplex. Both men are down.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: These men have crossed paths atleast four times in their short careers, in the process they have learnt alot about eachother and what to expect...
Both men get to their feet at the same time, this time it's Yellow Jacket wrenching at the arm, trying to turn it into a Hammerlock, but DR Jackson reverses it into a hard irish whip into the corner... Yellow Jacket stumbles around and turns around right into a huge Running Big Boot from DR Jackson!
Jesse King: I hate to say it, but it looks like DR Jackson delivers a Sting of his own to Yellow Jacket, this doesn't look good for the Truth Coalition!
Jackson goes for the pin...
1...
2...
Yellow Jacket manages to get a shoulder up again. Jackson can't believe it. Jackson goes to pick him up, but Yellow Jacket reverses it with a Double Leg Take Down followed by a series of punches, Lloyd pulls him off and helps Jackson get to his feet. Yellow Jacket then connects with a Snap Suplex on the bigger man.
Yellow Jacket then takes to the Top Rope.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Oh lord, Yellow Jacket is turning it up to eleven tonight!
Jesse King: He won't be denied!
DR Jackson struggles to his feet, with his back to the perched Yellow Jacket, Yellow Jacket is begging him to turn around. DR Jackson eventually does so...
Jesse King: This hornets gonna fly!
Then, as if in slow motion, Yellow Jacket dives off of the turnbuckle with a picture perfect cross body and lands it perfectly on to DR Jackson. The crowd actually pop for it. Yellow Jacket hooks the leg...
1...
2...
Jackson kicks out and holds onto Yellow Jacket, he rolls backwards and lands on his feet, holding Yellow Jacket in a Fall-Away position. DR Jackson then raises him up into a Gorilla Press.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: This move may be my name-sake, but believe me, it's not pretty...
Jesse King: Appropriately enough...
Instead of dropping Yellow Jacket to the ground, he drops him onto his shoulder and attempts to hit a Super High Attitude, but Yellow Jacket wriggles out locks in The Crossface and brings Jackson down.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: THE CROSSFACE! YELLOW JACKET COUNTERS WITH THE CROSSFACE!
Jesse King: Watching this man in the ring is like magic... It's all over now Jackson!
Jackson is flailing in the middle of the ring and Yellow Jacket keeps wrenching the hold tighter and tighter. Jackson tries to reach for the ropes, but they seem like they are miles away, as Yellow Jacket uses his feet to push back even more with the hold.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Look at the intensity, Jacket really wants to take Jackson out tonight!
Jesse King: Well can you blame him?
DR Jackson gives up on the crawl for the rope, and instead uses his size to get back to his feet. Yellow Jacket still holds on with the Crossface and DR Jackson stumbles into the corner, forcing Yellow Jacket to break the hold.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: DR Jackson catching a lucky break there!
Jesse King: Yeah, a lucky rope break!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: ...
DR Jackson goes to collect himself, but as he turns around Yellow Jacket follows up with a huge Stinger Splash! Yellow Jacket quickly runs to the opposite end of the ring and prepares himself for another, he begins his dash at Jackson and the moment he takes his jump... DR Jackson catches him with a devastating Spear!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: MY god! That spear shook the ring!
DR Jackson goes for the pin.
1...
2...
Thr- NO! Yellow Jacket gets a shoulder up at the last moment!
Jesse King: YES! He's still in it!
DR Jackson cannot believe it, he shakes it off though and quickly takes to the opposite corner and begins to measure Yellow Jacket up.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Oh no, we've seen this before, this does not bode well for Yellow Jacket.
Jesse King: Hate to say it, but you're right. If the first Spear doesn't keep you down... the second one will.
Yellow Jacket uses the ropes to get back to his feet, DR Jackson begins his charge he readies the spear then...
Jesse King: THE STING! THE STING!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Yellow Jacket must have yes on the back on his head!
DR Jackson is laid out with The Sting, however the strain on his back made Yellow Jacket fall to the ground aswell.
Jesse King: Come on Yellow Jacket! Go for the pin!
Yellow Jacket crawls towards DR Jackson and drapes one arm over him.
1...
2...
Thre- NO! DR Jackson manages to get the shoulder up.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Unfortunately for Yellow Jacket he took too long to go for that pin.
Yellow Jacket again uses the ropes to get to his feet, he then picks up a limp DR Jackson and measures him up.
Jesse King: You think a second Spear is bad, how about a second Sting!
Yellow Jacket goes for another Sting, but DR Jackson catches his foot and picks him up and lays him out with a Powerbomb!
Jesse King: OOOH!
DR Jackson, learning from previous mistakes in the match doesn't go for the pin right away, instead he immediately capitalizes and hoists Yellow Jacket up into the Gorilla Press Position...
Jesse King: I can't watch!
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Sadly, I have to!
DR Jackson then drops Yellow Jacket down to his shoulders and falls to his knees with a Super High Attitude.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: My god, the back damage...
DR Jackson goes for the pin...
1...
2...
3...
Lloyd calls for the bell.
Michael Muffer: Here is your winner... "Damn Right" Jackson!
The crowd begin to boo once again as DR Jackson's new music hits over the PA...
I Made It (Cash Money Heroes) - Kevin Rudolf feat. Birdman, Jay Sean and Lil' Wayne.
DR Jackson struggles to his feet and soaks up the win, he exhaustedly stares at the fallen Yellow Jacket and slowly cracks a smile...
Jesse King: Look at that sick bastard, smiling... after what he's done... he's proud of himself needlessly hurting Yellow Jacket...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: I don't know, after a match like the one we just saw... I think that is a smile of respect. I mean in the end these two men, who have been through this business together finally faced off in a fair one on one match. And they were going move for move... It simply came down to who was able to get that last shot in.
Jesse King: I don't think DR Jackson has an ounce of respect in him...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Well next week he as LittleNaitch, if he doesn't have respect now. He's bound to get it beaten into him next week.
DR Jackson then turns to the Titantron, as the words "Next Week!" appear.
Jazzman and M.O.P. V. The Metal Express
Michael Muffer- The next match is scheduled for one fall.
*Feeling Good*
Jazzman makes his way down to the ring wearing his fedora, pinstripe jacket, and carrying a cane. He rolls into the ring and does an HBK-like spin and then steps out of the ring and puts his fedora on a little kid
Michael Muffer- Introducing first from Fulton, New York, weighing in at 206 pounds..........JAZZMAN!!!!!!!
*Days of the Phoenix by AFI*
The arena goes black while entrance video and Days of the Phoenix intro plays. White sparking pyro ignites after intro and M.O.P. walks down to the ring with no dramatics or showing, though he high five hands along the way down the ramp.
Michael Muffer- And his partner, from Bergen County, New Jersey, weighing in at 232 pounds............M.O.P.!!!!!!!
*Saints Of Los Angeles by Motley Crue*
Rock concert laser strobe lights start to light up the entrance way and pyro goes off. D-Day Dave makes his way down to the ring with his V shaped guitar held on side and Alexa Anderson on the other side. Right behind them Headbanger Man is walking down with Marrissa Logan as he air drums his drum sticks. Right behind them is Heavy Metal Hollywood Security, Vince Hetfield and Axl Roth.
Michael Muffer- And their opponents, residing in Los Angeles, California, weighing in at a combined weight of 498 pounds and your WWCF Tag Team Champions.................D-Day Dave and Headbanger Man............THE METAL EXPRESS!!!!!!
D-Day Dave and Jazzman lock up in the middle of the ring. Jazzman catches Dave in a hammerlock and elbows Jazzman and reverses the hammer lock. Dave rams Jazzman shoulder first into the corner making him hit the steel post. Dave rolls Jazzman up for the cover.
1
2
NO!!!
Jazzman kicks out. Dave picks up Jazzman by the hair and drags him over to the Metal Express corner where he tags in Headbanger Man. Dave holds Jazzman's arm up as Headbanger kicks Jazzman in the stomach. HM picks Jazzman up in a scoop slam and slams him down hard. HM walks backwards and bounces off the rope and hits a big knee drop and goes for the cover.
1
2
NO!!!
Jazzman kicks out. HM picks up Jazzman by the hair and goes for a suplex. HM gets Jazzman up half way but Jazzman shifts his weight down and reverses the move and hits a suplex of his own on Headbanger Man. Jazzman crawls to his corner and gets the tag to M.O.P. MOP comes in and clotheslines Headbanger Man. Headbanger Man gets up and MOP delivers a scoop slam on HM and goes for the cover.
1
2
NO!!!
Headbanger Man kicks out. MOP picks up Headbanger Man and irish whips him into a corner. MOP runs after Headbanger Man and hits a huge knee to Headbanger's face. MOP goes for a bulldog out of the corner but as he goes up for the move Headbanger pushes MOP off and MOP lands hard on the mat. Headbanger Man rolls across the ring and gets the tag to Dave. Dave comes in and pounces on MOP with a knee to his back. Dave picks up MOP and and side kicks him in the gut, bounces off the ropes and hits a huge scissors kick. Dave goes for the cover.
1
2
NO!!!
Dave picks up MOP and shoves him into the Metal Express corner. Dave grabs the ref while Headbanger chokes MOP with the tag rope. Jazzman tries to come in but the ref Will Alphonso holds him back and Headbanger keeps choking MOP and Dave starts delivering punches to the midsection of MOP at the same time. The ref comes over and Headbanger puts his arms up saying he didn't do anything. Headbanger puts his foot on the top rope and Dave grabs MOP by the head and bangs it against Headbanger's foot. Dave tags in Headbanger and Dave holds MOP as Headbanger bounces off a rope and goes for a big boot but he misses and accidentally gets Dave right in the jaw. MOP tries to kick Headbanger in the gut but Headbanger grabs his leg and while he thinks he has MOP, MOP flips up his right leg planting a kick right on the back of Headbanger's head. MOP rolls over to his corner and gets a hot tag into Jazzman. Jazzman comes in a house of fire and clotheslines Dave and then clotheslines Headbanger. Jazzman scoops up Dave in a scoop slam and then does the same to Headbanger. Jazzman clotheslines Dave out of the ring over the top rope. Then he picks up Headbanger and irish whips him hard face first into a corner and stalks and waits for him to get up so he can deliver the "Takin The A-Train". Right when Jazzman is about to take off Vince Hetfield of H.M.H. Security grabs Jazzman's leg as Marrissa Logan jumps on the the apron to distract the ref Alphonso. Alexa Anderson hands Dave his electric V shaped guitar and Dave runs around the ring and pulls MOP off the apron. Dave swings the guitar and misses MOP who ducks. The other H.M.H. Security man Axl Roth grabs MOP from behind holding him for Dave and Dave runs and swings the guitar right into MOP's head shattering the guitar into pieces. Meanwhile in the ring Jazzman is gets loose from Hetfield and is about to bounce off the ropes and hit a suicide dive on Dave and Roth but Headbanger grabs Jazzman from behind and hits the "Double Bass DDT" on him. Marrissa Logan jumps down from the ring and the ref turns around and makes the count.
1
2
3!!!!!
Michael Muffer- Here are your winners..........Headbanger Man and D-Day Dave, THE METAL EXPRESS!!!!!
Little Naitch V. TTS
Referee: Wil Alphonzo
Micahel Muffer: Ladies and gentlemen. This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first.....
Down On Me starts to play
Weighing in at 290 lbs. Hailing from Davie, Florida. The man known as The Voodoo Lawyer...T-T-S!
TTS walks to the ring carrying his briefcase and voodoo stick.
Hoss: A great ovation for The Voodoo lawyer.
These people make me sick.
And his opponent.....
The New Blackjacks starts to play
Weighing in at 235 lbs. Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada.Little Naitch!
Now here's a guy the fans should be cheering.
The match starts up with a tie up. Naitch gets TTS in a hammer lock. TTS whips Naitch to the rope and catches him with a clothestline. Naitch is up and there is a brief stare down. TTS and Naitch begin to trade punches.
Little Naitch may be a technical wrestler but he can brawl with the best of them.
Of course he can. That's what happens when you're a great wrestler. Are you just now noticing this?
Naitch rakes the eyes of TTS.
Oh come on ref! Get in there and something about this!
What happened? Did I miss something?
Og give me a break.
Naitch hits a belly to belly suplexs. Naitch then rubs a forearm over the eyes of TTS. Stands up over him taunts the crowd and drops a knee. Naitch lifts TTS off the match and attempts a suplex
Reversal by TTS!
Naitch back to his feet. TTS hits him with a clothesline. Naitch is up again. TTS whips him to the rope and hits a back body drop. Naitch staggers to his feet. Atomic drop by TTS followed by a clothesline. Naitch rolls out of the ring. TTS plays to the crowd.
Smart move by Naitch to get his head back together here.
TTS tries to come through the ropes to get Naitch as the ref steps between them. TTS turns his head towards the ref and Naitch sucker punches him.
Cheap shot there by Little Naitch.
It's TTS's own fault. You never turn away from an opponent.
Especially not an underhanded one like this man.
What's that supposed to mean?
Naitch is back in the ring. He tries to clothesline TTS. TTS ducks. Atomic drop. TTS spins Naitch around and hits a ddt. TTS attempts a pin on Naitch but Naitch catches him with an inside craddle.
1!....2!....
Close but not quite 3.
That was a slow count if I ever saw one.
Both men back thier feet. TTS whips Naitch into the corner. TTS comes over for the attack but Naitch puts himself between the ropes. The ref gets between. Them as TTS backs off.
Low blow by Little Naitch! The ref doesn't see it.
I think he kicked him in the knee.
What match are you watching?
The one in ring. Why? What match are you watching?
Will you be serious?
Naitch drops a series of knees to the leg of TTS then taunts the crowd and grabs TTS's leg.
I think we know what's coming here. Figure four applied by Little Naitch.
Naitch holds the figure four for a little bit while TTS tries to power out of it before finally having to tap out.
Excellent match from an excellent wrestler.
Excellent cheater is more like it.
Here is your winner of the match... Little Naitch
The ref raises Little Naitch's hand to a chorus of boos.
Main Event: Square vs. Jay Carroll
*I Don't Care*
Making his way to the ring... Fighting out of Preston, England... Square!
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Square came up huge at Wrestle-CrApocalypse, and the sky is seemingly the limit for this man. He's been putting a ton of great work in, and is the #1 contender for the WWCF Inter Forum Championship!
Jesse King: Not only that, but the guy is friggin' loaded! You don't understand what it is like to not only have a boat load of cash, but also the skills to back it up. You're definitely on to something, Hoss. The sky is the limit, unless he figures out a way to buy that and keep it for himself!
Square makes his way to the ring and gets settled in a corner, waiting for his opponent.
*Well Thought Out Twinkies*
From West Philadelphia born and raised... Jay Carroll!
Jesse King: This guy here thinks he's Gods gift to... well, the planet earth I guess. I will say this, the kid has gumption, but I think he has a long way to go before he's in the hunt for any titles. I just haven't seen any concrete evidence this kid is ready.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: What are you, a lawyer? You don't need evidence. The great thing about the WWCF is that everybody gets their shots eventually. I've got no doubt in my mind that this kid is going to make the most out of his.
Jay Carroll makes his way to the ring, and Referee Will Alphonzo checks the men for weapons, and calls for the bell.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: And here we go!
Square and Jay lock up before Square quickly whips him into the corner, bounces off the ropes opposite, and rips Jay with a vicious Lariat.
Square stands up and dusts himself off as if this is nothing more than a chore. He picks Jay up, walks him over to the corner, sits him on the second turnbuckle and begins wringing his neck.
Jesse King: You see, this is why I love Square. How often do you see someone choke a bitch? It's not god damn often, and this guy is doing it in the beginning of a match. Like it or not, but Square is sending a message to Jay Carroll. Carroll better step up and accept the challenge.
Jay grabs both of Squares hands and struggles to get Square to release the choke. In a panic, he slaps Square. Square backs off, startled, and Jay charges him and quickly drops him with a back russian leg sweep.
Jay quickly goes for a cover.
1...
2...
Square kicks out and stands up. He eggs Jay Carroll to engage. They both lock up and Jay gets the momentum and hits a back breaker. He picks Square up and whips him off of the ropes. Square ducks it and drops down to the outside.
Jay goes for a baseball slide, but Square telegraphs it and pulls him down off of the apron. Square climbs back in to the ring, charges the ropes, and hits Jay with a dropkick suicide dive. He gathers himself, climbs back into the ring, and begins talking to the ref.
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: What's the doing with the ref? What's he talking about?
Jesse King: I don't know, but this aughta be good.
Square reaches into his crotch and pulls out a stack of cash. He hands it to Will Alphonso, who smiles and nods at Square.
Jay slides back into the ring, Square stomps him twice, and quickly covers him.
ON-TW-THREE!
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: A quick count? Did Square just buy the referee? He had Jay in the palm of his hands! Why did he do that?
Jesse King: He did it to prove a point, 'Rilla. Square is big leagues, and Jay Carroll is greener than an unripe banana. The kids got a long way to go, and Square just let him know that he better sharpen his game up if he wants to be a contender around here.
Square slides out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp.
*Paparazzi (Metal Version)*
"Gorilla" Tim Hoss: Viva?! What does he want?
Jesse King: My main man Viva! I was wondering where he was all night! Thank god he graced us with his incredible presence!
Viva makes his way down to the ring slowly, walks around to the announcers table, requests a mic, walks up the ring steps into the middle of the ring and begins talking.
Viva Los Bio Dome: You know, Jay, you've been shortchanging me all week. You've been selling my accomplishments short, and saying you can do better. You know what? It's time for you to put up or shut up. Here's the deal, you self-righteous bastard. A couple of weeks from now, we've got a Championship edition of Heatz!!1
And you... you're complaining about never having a shot at glory. Well, here's your chance for champagne wishes and caviar dreams, kid. Get prepared, because I'm going to mop the floor with your ass.
A lot of people might be wondering why I'm giving the chance of a life time to a whiny little prick like Jay. Well, if you want my honesty , I've been looking to give someone who has been stuck in mid card hell like I was. What better way than to beat the piss out of them and let them know that despite thinking they're ready, they aren't? I should start a NPO with the amount of charity I'm giving to you, Jay.
So, if you think you're ready...
*Jay Carroll takes the mic from Viva and begins talking*
Jay Carroll: You're on, prick. And let me tell you something...
*Viva Los Bio Dome nails Jay Carroll with Purple Sticky Punch, picks up the mic.*
Viva: See you then.
Viva stands over Jay and holds up the belt with the crowd booing loudly, as NiteRaw goes off the air.
Writing Credits: Kris Kobain, DR Jackson, D-Day Dave, and Viva Los Bio Dome
