Monday Niteraw - July 5, 2010
7/6/10
*Its A Small World plays and a representative of Disney comes to the ring.*
Rep.: As you may have heard, WWCF CEO Seth Drakin has demanded that one of the representatives to this wonderful company come to this ring because he has something to say. Well, I am here to represent Disney so come on out and let's get this over with.
*Master of Puppets and the WWCF CEO comes out with a briefcase. He enters the ring and looks at the Disney representative.*
Seth: First off, I would like thank you for giving me the time out of your busy schedule for you to show up. Secondly, I would like to talk to you about some of the demands Disney has made towards us.
Rep.: You mean about toning down the violence? Well, apparently you didn't listen because you are having a Hell in a Cell Match here tonight. I guess we will have to drop our sponsership and in fact, Nintendo might drop th...
Seth: You might want to stop right there because I recieved a call from the good folks at Nintendo and they told me about your plans to drop out. They also told me that you wanted them to join and they flat out refused.
*The Disney rep looks uneasy.*
Seth: You see, after that whole thing you tried to pull with our former CEO.......it was hard for me to give your company a second chance at a relationship between us, but whoever it was that did your sales pitch was very convincing so I decided why not. I believed people could change as evidenced by our new Champion of Honor Evil M.
But thanks to constant meddling on your company's behalf, I see not everyone can change. It seems you still want this company all for yourselves and I am tired of dealing with this nonsense. So let's make this official.
*Seth offers a handshake while the fans boo this apparent sell of the company. The representative seems happy and shakes Seth's hand which causes more boos. But those boos stop when Seth kicks the representative in the stomach. He then gives the Disney rep. the Tail's End as the fans cheer as he looks at the downed rep*
Seth: You seem to forget a few things. 1) I am the Puppet Master so trusting me is probably the worst mistake you will ever make; and 2) I merely said I was tired of dealing with this nonsense and I know you still want this company for yourself. I never said anything about me handing it over.
Instead......
*Seth goes into suitcase and grabs what looks like a check.*
Seth: I am terminating our relationship and since our current deal still has you giving us money for sponsorship. I am giving you a check of what is left of that deal. So why don't you eat that.
*Seth shoves the check down the representative's mouth.*
Seth: I think we are done here.
*Master of Puppets plays as Seth Drakin has security come out and help remove the representative. Seth leaves with his suitcase to cheers from the crowd.*
Tim Hoss: Folks, welcome to a special edition of Monday NiteRaw! As some of you may know, Sunday Night Heatz was canceled over the weekend, but in it’s place, NiteRaw is expanding to three hours! It gives me great pleasure to welcome the former Heatz announce team to call our opening match tonight!
Smokin Vokoun vs Inspector Shetty
Muffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
*Wannabe In L.A. by Eagles Of Death Metal*
Muffer: Coming down the asle, from Bombay England. Weighing in at 265 pounds.....Inspector Shetty!!!!
Shetty walks to the ring to boos. He is arguing with fans, saying that tonight will be the start of his comeback.
Michael Gettenpill: Inspector Shetty, he's trying to get back in the swing of things in the WWCF. Maybe he can get back on track.
Sinnerman by Nina Simone plays and the pop is HUGE.
Sean Kelly: Well Michael judging by that music, he's gonna have his hands full tonight.
Muffer: And his opponent....representing The Family.....from Chicago, IL. Weighing in 280 pounds....he is the WWCF Hardcore Champion...Smokin Vokoun!!!!
- Vokoun walks slowly to the ring. He has a huge pop, he screams and calls certain people in the crowd "freaks". He gets to the ring and yells at Inspector Shetty.
Sean Kelly: Michael, the crowd loves this self proclaimed "Freak". He is coming off a brutal Hell in a Cell hardcore match against Headbanger. Is he 100 percent?
Michael Gettenpill: I believe the more Vokoun is hurt, the more dangerous he becomes. Shetty needs to beat a injured Vokoun quickly if he has any chance. But Shetty is a seasoned veteran who knows what he's doing.
- Vokoun is still slumped in the corner as Shetty is yelling at Vokoun to come after him. The crowd boos Shetty loudly and Shetty gets distracted by the crowd. When Shetty turns his back to yell at the crowd, Vokoun runs at him at hits a stiff Running Lariat.
- Vokoun starts pounding on Shetty with several hard right hands. And then goes to bite Shetty, but the ref sees this and pulls Vokoun off. Vokoun just glares at the ref and goes to pick up Shetty. Vokoun throws Shetty to the corner. He hits Shetty with a few Bionic Elbows. Shetty walks out of the corner holding his head, but Vokoun runs up behind him and hits a Running Bulldog. He goes for the cover.
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KICKOUT!
- Vokoun goes to pick up Shetty, but Shetty throws punches to Smokies gut. The Inspector gains control and hits some solid European Uppercuts. He Irish whips Vokoun and then hits a Big Boot. Vokoun doesn't go down however. However, he does go down after Shetty hits a Lariat. Shetty taunts the crowd and gets showered with boos.
Sean Kelly: Well Shetty isn't going to get any love from the WWCF Galaxy. Even though he's doing rather well against Vokoun so far.
Michael Gettenpill: Shetty is a great and underrated brawler. He shouldn't be underestimated.
- Shetty picks up Vokoun and hits some more Uppercuts. He then signals to the crowd and tries to hit an STO, but that's blocked by Vokoun and he counters the STO with a Belly To Belly Suplex. Vokoun screams to the crowd and goes for the Mandible Claw...but Shetty sees this and runs out of the ring.
Sean Kelly: Not only is Shetty an underrated Brawler, but he is rather smart. He knew that Vokoun was gonna go for the Mandible Claw and he ran out just before Vokoun could apply it.
-Shetty tries to take a breather on the outside, but Vokoun leaves the ring to and chases Shetty. The ref counts both men.
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-Vokoun grabs Shetty and throws him face first into the steel steps. Vokoun kicks Shetty in the head for good measure.
Vokoun then picks up Shetty and tries to shoot him to the steel post, but Shetty reverses it and Smokie hits the steel post head first.
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-Shetty rolls in and rolls out of the ring to break the count. Vokoun is on the ground holding his head. Shetty picks up and sets up Vokoun and hits a Spike Piledriver ON THE OUTSIDE!! Shetty taunts the crowd and taunts Vokoun, who is holding his neck.
Michael Gettenpill: That was a vicious move by Shetty. Vokoun was already injured, I don't think he needed a hurt neck as well.
Sean Kelly: Shetty can pick up the upset here.
-Shetty throws VOkoun back in the ring. Vokoun is lying face down in the ring and Shetty stands over him. He picks up Vokoun and shoots him to the ropes and hits a stiff Spinebuster. Shetty gets up quickly and signals that he wants to end the match. He stalks Vokoun, waiting for him to get up. When a dazed Vokoun gets up, Shetty goes for the Indian De-Railment. However, Vokoun counters with a Samoan Drop!!!
-Vokoun gets up and glares at Shetty, who is stunned on the mat. Vokoun picks up Shetty and throws him to the corner. Vokoun goes to the rope, picks up Shetty and flies with THE SMOKE BOMB!!!! Vokoun covers.
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-Vokoun pulls up. He's not done yet. He throws an almost half dead Shetty to the corner and goes to the top rope again. He picks up Shetty and holds him, but before Vokoun leaps he yells "THIS IS FOR YOU BRB!!!!" And then flies for a second SMOKE BOMB. But Instead of covering Shetty, Vokoun goes nuts and applies THE MANDIBLE CLAW!!! Since Shetty is already dazed, he isn't putting much of a fight, HE THEN PASSES OUT!!!!
Muffer: Here is your winner....SMOKIN VOKOUN!!!!
Michael Gettenpill: Well despite a great effort on Inspector Shetty's part, Vokoun picks up yet another win and it was a tough one. Sean Kelly is in the ring with Smokin Vokoun. Lets go to the ring.
Sean Kelly: Smokie, that was a hell of a match. Even better, it's even more impressive that you were able to beat such a tough opponent, even after going through the literal hell that was the Inferno TLC Hell in the Cell match and Wheel of Misfortune.
Smokin Vokoun: Sean....last Monday night WAS THE MOST HELL THAT I'VE EVER HAD TO GO THROUGH!!!! It's not just because the match itself was brutal, but how Headbanger Man was brutal. HE NEARLY KILLED ME IN THAT RING!!!! BUT I LOVE WHEN WRESTLERS TRY AND DO THAT!!!! Because it lights that fire inside of me. I'm like a ticking time bomb, YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN I'M GONNA GO OFF. Headbanger learned that last Monday Night, Inspector Shetty learned that tonight as well. You see Sean, I'm like that old dog who gets kicked around beaten up....BUT KEEPS COMING BACK FOR MORE!!!! And that's why no one can beat me Sean, because the only way to beat me....is to kill me. Headbanger, I know your watching this from your hospital bed. I know you think that you can beat me...well I am VERY WILLING TO GIVE YOU ANOTHER SHOT!!!! BECAUSE I LOVE BEATING UP PHONY PRICKS LIKE YOU!!!!! I don't know it it's tomorrow, next week OR EVEN THE NEXT PPV!!!! I DON'T CARE, I WANT YOU IN THE RING AGAIN!!!!!!!
Kelly: Smokie, before you went for your second Smoke Bomb against Shetty....why were you screaming "This is for you BRB?"
Smokin Vokoun: Because Sean, Boiler Room Brawler is in worse shape, then I am at this point. The damage that he got during that match at Wheel of Misfortune may be permanent and he didn't deserve something. AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU MAN IN BLACK!!!!! OR WHOEVER YOU ARE!!!! You know what Sean, I'm in a challenging mood. I want to venge my Hardcore Brother BRB and make a challenge to YOU MAN IN BLACK. I don't care if its for your title or not...I WANT YOU IN THE RING!!!!! And let me tell you something Man in Black.....YOU WON'T EVER SURVIVE A MATCH WITH ME AND I WILL KILL YOU!!!!! And as we all know.....Smokin Vokoun.....
Crowd follows along
Vokoun:....isn't jokin.
-Vokoun leaves the ring to a huge pop.
Sean Kelly: Ladies and gentleman....SMOKIN VOKOUN...WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!
M.O.P. V. Blackout
Muffer - The following contest is set for one fall, with a ten minute time limit.
An ominous beat comes over the PA as Blackout makes his way to the ring.
Muffer - Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 295 pounds, Blackout!
*Days of the Phoenix*
Muffer - And his opponent, from Bergen County, New Jersey, weighing in at 232 pounds, M.O.P.!
Referee Will Alphonzo calls for the bell.
The two lock up, M.O.P. locks on a wristlock, Blackout flips out of it, clothesline’s M.O.P., then drops an elbow. Cover!
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Kickout!
Blackout pulls M.O.P. up and whips him into the ropes, but it’s reversed! M.O.P. catches Blackout as he comes back with a dropkick! Blackout scrambles back to his feet, but he walks into a kick to the midsection, then M.O.P. hit’s the Jersey Driver! Cover!
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Muffer - Here is your winner, M.O.P.!
Hoss - M.O.P. comes up with a win here tonight on NiteRaw!
King - What will be next for the former Inter-Forum Champion?!
Hoss - Who knows, Jess?! Who knows?
The camera cuts to Whitey Fats, sitting in a nice office, with several hot chicks who resemble strippers "working".
There is no need to introduce myself, after all, I am the reason you fans are here tonight.
While I was gone, I received tens of thousands of barely literate letters from fans asking when their Wrestling Messiah had gone. As some of you might remember I won the lottery shortly before I left. I went to prove just how much better I am than anyone else on the roster. I went to business school, and have tripled my already massive bank account.
But I need a partner. Resumes will be accepted at wrestlingmessiah@whiteyfats.com.
*tips cowboy hat*
The General of the Monkey Army V. Mad Man Mulligan
Muffer - This bout is set for one fall, with a ten minute time limit.
*King Kong 2004*
The General, Tinkers, and Bongo make their way to the ring.
Muffer - Accompanied by Bongo and Tinkers, weighing in at 225 pounds, and hailing from Lansing, Michigan, he is The General of the Monkey Army!
*They’re Coming To Take Me Away!*
Mad Man Mulligan walks out and slides under the bottom rope, where The General catches him with a series of stomps and knees. John Creed signals for the bell.
The General pulls Mulligan up and slams him back down. Cover!
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Kickout!
The General shoots Mulligan into the ropes and catches him with a back body drop, but Mulligan hooks The General’s legs and pulls him into a sunset flip cover!
1!
Kickout!
The General is back up, but Mulligan hit’s a lariat, then a big splash! Cover!
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The General shoves Mulligan off!
Mulligan is back to his feet and charges, but The General monkey flips him! Mulligan back up, but Bongo jumps up on the apron and grabs him from behind! The General charges with a clothesline, but Mulligan moves! The General stops just short of hitting Bongo, but Mulligan grabs him from behind in a full nelson, then hit’s a bulldog! He then steps over into a full nelson toehold!
Hoss - Mulligan calls this the Madness Lock!
The General taps!
Muffer - Here is your winner, Mad Man Mulligan!
King - What a win for the new guy, Gorilla!
Hoss - Mad Man Mulligan certainly has made an impression in his debut, Jess!
The Hangman V. D-Day Dave w/ Alexa Anderson
Michael Muffer- The following contest is set for one fall.
"Saints of Los Angeles by Motley Crue plays on the PA"
Rock concert strobe lights turn on at the entance and some pyro goes off. Dave walks out holding his V shaped guitar with Alexa by his side. They both get into the ring, go to the middle and alexa snaps down into a Playboy pose at Dave's feet as he poses with his guitar.
Michael Muffer- Introducing first, weighing in at 235 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, representing Heavy Metal Hollywood, and one-half of the WWCF World Tag Team Champions............D-Day Dave!!!!
The crowd erupts with boos in disgust with a few people scattered in the crowd chanting D-Day, holding up lighters, and wearing Heavy Metal Hollywood T-shirts.
King- Now here is my kind of guy. A Hollywood guy just like me.
Hoss- There must be something in the water there to make people full of themselves.
King- Hey don't be jealous Gorilla. It's not my fault your from Oklahoma.
"Ballad of a Hangman by Grave Digger plays on the PA"
A chainsaw is heard started and The Hangman comes running out of the entrance weilding it.
The crowd gives a mix reaction to Hangman some booing and some going wild because of the energetic entrance.
King- I tell ya some day the guy is going to hurt someone with that thing.
Michael Muffer- And his opponent, from Port Royal Jamaica, weighing in at 300 pounds and representing The Human Hate Machines...........The Hangman!!!!!
The two men lock up in the center of the ring. Dave starts backing Hangman into a corner, but the big man puts the brakes on that in a hurry and shoves Dave clear across the ring. Dave is enraged and charges at Hangman with a shoulder block but it doesn't budge Hangman. Hangman slaps his chest calling for another one and Dave bounces off the ropes and charges at Hangman with another shoulder block and this it knocks Hangman a couple feet back, but still doesn't take him off his feet. Hangman flexes muscle-man style and yells for another one.
King- Well a third times a charm.
Hoss- Yeah, either that or a horrible mistake.
King- What do you mean Gorilla? My main L.A. man Dave knows what he's doing.
Dave bounces off the ropes again and charges at Hangman with another shoulder block, but before he can connect Hangman leans down and delivers a huge powerslam to Dave.
Hoss- Looks like your main L.A. man Dave just got powerslammed out of his boots.
King- Shut up Gorilla! It's just a little set back.
Hangman goes for the cover.
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Kickout!!!!
Hangman picks Dave up by the hair and sets Dave up for a back breaker and delivers it perfectly. Hangman jumps up, bounces off the ropes, and jumps high in the air and lands a knee on the chest of Dave. Hangman goes for another cover.
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Kickout!!!!
Dave kicks out at the last second. Hangman picks up Dave again and irish whips him into a corner and Hangman follows him with a big splash. Hangman doesn't let Dave fall to the canvas and instead starts boxing and pumbling Dave in the corner. The ref counts to 4 and Hangman turns his head real fast to the ref and scares the ref, Floyd McFloyd back a few feet. Hangman goes to peel Dave out of the corner, but is met with a pain to his eyes curteousy of Dave's thumb.
King- You see Gorilla. That is what seperates a smart wrestler from a dumb wrestler and Dave is a smart wrestler.
Hoss- Give me a break. That was cheating.
King- Did the ref see it?
Hoss- No, but...
King- Then it ain't cheaten. Alls fair in love in war Gorilla.
Hangman is mad and is about to start pumbling Dave in the corner again but Dave puts his hands up and yells "Wait!!!". Dave raises his right hand in the air challenging the much bigger Hangman to a test of strength. Hangman smiles at the challenge while shaking his head in disbelief.
Hoss- What the hell is Dave thinking? Hangman has more than 50 pounds on him.
King- Are you kidding? With guns like that Dave could take on Hulk Hogan in a test of strength.
Hoss- Hulk Hogan is in his 50s and can barley get around!
King- Well then you see my point.
Hoss- Wait, what?
Hangman steps forward and locks his left hand to Dave's right hand and then his right hand to Dave's left hand. The two lean in trying to get the upper hand. Hangman starts getting the advantage and Dave yells out knowing he is in trouble so he kicks Hangman in the gut, bounces off the ropes and hits a big sideways kick on Hangman who goes off his feet. Dave goes for the cover.
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Kickout!!!!
Hangman kicks out with power. Dave puts the boots to Hangman and then drops two elbows in a row on him. Dave picks up the dazed Hangman to his knees and shoves Hangman's throat onto the middle rope and puts a knee on him choking him. The ref counts to 4 and Dave breaks it and argues with the ref. Alexa who is on the outside grabs on Hangman's head and chokes him some more. Dave comes back and lifts up Hangman and shoves him to a corner where Dave starts kicking him over and over. On the third kick though Hangman grabs Dave's leg and has Dave hopping not knowing what to do. Hangman while still having a hold of Dave's leg with his left hand grabs Dave by the neck and pushes him towards the ropes. He then pushes Dave all the way out over the top rope onto the mats.
King- Well that wasn't very sportsman like.
Hoss- What?! Dave was just choking Hangman's head on the rope a second ago and then had his whore do it too.
King- Hey Gorilla. You respect a lovely lady like Alexa!
Hoss- Lovely lady? The last time I saw a skirt that small it was a dish rag.
Hangman comes out after Dave, but Dave crawls underneath the ring. Hangman is just about to go under to get him, but Alexa taps on his back and as Hangman turns around she lifts up her Heavy Metal Hollywood T-shirt revealing her black lace bra.
Hoss- I can't believe I'm saying this, but I change my mind. She is a lovely lady!! A very dirty one, but a lovely lady.
King- Calm down Gorilla. You're ruining the moment!
Hoss- I sure as hell hope Disney doesn't find out about this one!!
As Hangman is distracted Dave reappears and crashes his forearm onto the back of Hangman's head send him down to the ground. Dave picks up Hangman and throws him back into the ring. Dave rolls into the ring and then gets up on the second rope and jumps off sending his knee right into Hangman's forehead. Dave plays air guitar signaling his finishing move "The Encore" as Hangman slowly gets up.
King- Here he goes Gorilla. One Encore coming right up!
All of a sudden classy old Southern music starts to play as Whitey "Daddy Phat Sax" Fats wearing an expensive southern style white suit and white cowboy hat makes his way down to the ring.
Hoss- Well we saw Whitey redebut at the Pay Per View and here he is.
King-Yeah and his ex-girlfriend Alexa Anderson is at ringside.
Alexa looks really shocked and Whitey starts talking to her. This makes Dave mad who has forgotten about the match and starts yelling over the top rope at Whitey to go away. The Hangman recovers and grabs Dave from behind, turns him, picks him up and gives him the Ghost Buster! Hangman goes for the cover.
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Michael Muffer- The winner by pinfall..............The Hangman!!!!!!!
The Hangman celebrates while walking up the ramp and making his exit. Alexa gets in the ring and is followed by Whitey who now has a mic and starts talking in his thick southern accent.
Whitey Fats- Baby!!! I done did it!!! I won the big one!! I know you said that those lotto games were a waste of money, but I've finally won! Now I know you left me for that long haired sissy glam rocker, but with this money I can make all your dreams come true!
Alexa looks uncomfortable standing between her current boyfriend D-Day Dave and her ex-boyfriend Whitey. Dave grabs the mic from Whitey.
D-Day Dave- Now wait just a minute there you fat southern trash!! First you come out here and cause me to lose my match and now you're trying to take my girlfriend??!! Alexa is with ME now!! You're not going to make her dreams come true because I have already done it. She is on top of the world. So you have money now? Who cares!! I've got money, I've got good looks, and I am a rock star!!
Dave gets in Whitey's face.
D-Day Dave- You leave Alexa alone or else you are going to get Rocked the F*** Out!!!!!!
Whitey Fats- I'd like to see you try you Winger knockoff!!
Whitey is about to deck Dave, but Dave raises his guitar threatening to hit Whitey and Whitey backs off. Dave grabs Alexa by the hand and they get out of the ring and walk up the ramp as Alexa looks back at Whitey who looks rejected.
Caleb Fourchon V. Jazzman
Muffer: The next match is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit. First, from Dulac, Louisiana, weighing 248 pounds, Caleb Fourchon!
*Fourchon walks to the ring as “Circus Envy” by REM plays. He slides under the top rope and rolls to his feet. After making a circuit around the ring glaring at the crowd he goes to squat down in his corner.*
Hoss: Caleb Fourchon, making his debut in the WWCF.
King: Nice of him to dress up for the occasion. The big freak isn’t even wearing shoes!
Hoss: Fourchon’s got more things to worry about tonight than following a dress code, because he’s matched up against one of the most skilled wrestlers in the world.
Muffer: And his opponent, from Upstate New York, weighing 236 pounds, Jaaaazzzzzzzzmaaannnn!
*After “Hurricane Season” by Trombone Shorty plays for 23 seconds, Jazzman comes on stage pimped out with his fedora, jacket, and cane. He struts down to the ring to loud cheers. After climbing up to the second rope in his corner he points to the stands, then goes out to the crowd to give his hat to a young fan.*
Hoss: And here he is, the longest reigning World Champion in WWCF history.
King: Former World Champion.
Hoss: That may be true, and maybe Jazzman came up a little short in his match at Wheel of Misfortune, but there is no denying- what is Fourchon doing?
*Caleb exits the ring and walks over to the same child that Jazzman gave his fedora to. As his concerned mother looks on Fourchon takes the hat, spits in it, then sets it back on the boy’s head.*
Hoss: That was disgusting! A disgusting display of unprofessionalism by Fourchon! Bullying a child! He just ruined that WWCF Galaxy member’s experience for the night.
King: Come on, Gorilla. It wasn’t that bad. Sandor Szabo spit on me once when I was a kid and I turned out okay.
*As the crowd boos Fourchon Jazzman comes back out to confront him. He gets in his face and points at the boy. Fourchon just stares impassively before rolling back into the ring. Jazzy talks briefly to the kid and his mother and then asks for the time keeper to bring him his cane, which he gives away. The fans cheer appreciatively.*
Hoss: Jazzman, displaying the class he is famous for.
King: Class means jack squat in the ring, Gorilla.
Hoss: Jazzman has more than demonstrated he has the athleticism and skill to beat any man on the roster. After Fourchon’s stunt I’m betting he’s about to learn that the hard way.
*Referee Will Alphonzo calls both men to the middle of the ring to go over the rules and to pat them down. He takes away Fourchon’s gator teeth necklace and then gestures for the bell to be rung. Caleb throws a punch which Jazzman parries. Jazzy keeps hold of his wrist and hip tosses him to the mat. Fourchon immediately rolls to his feet and charges, but get thrown down again. This time Jazzman goes down as well, wrapping his legs around Caleb’s arm for an armbar, but Fourchon is able to yank it away before the hold can be locked in. Jazzman kips up and gestures for Fourchon to try again.*
King: I hate it when a wrestler showboats like this. Its disgraceful.
Hoss: Wait a minute! You had no problem with Fourchon spitting on a fan, but you find Jazzman teaching the guy a lesson disgraceful?
King: I’m a complicated man, Tim. Don’t bother trying to figure me out.
*Fourchon slowly gets to his feet and cautiously circles Jazzman. Jazzman does the same. Finally Jazzy attempts to put Caleb on the mat with a double leg takedown. Fourchon forearm clubs Jazzman’s back and shoulders repeatedly, before slithering out from under him. Caleb rolls behind Jazzman and wraps his legs around his waist and puts a claw hold on his abdomen. Jazzman grimaces in pain and tries to pry Caleb’s hand away with no luck.*
Hoss: I’ll say this for Caleb Fourchon: he’s strong. And quick for a big man. He’s been able to wriggle or muscle his way out of the holds Jazzman has put him in.
King: You’re right Gorilla. Fourchon has a lot of natural ability-
*Finally Jazzman gets his elbow up enough to ram it to the side of Caleb’s head. When he’s dazed Jazzy twists his body and uses his weight to pin Fourchon’s shoulders to the mat. The ref starts counting. One, two, three! He calls for the bell.*
King: -but he’s got a lot to learn if he wants to beat a wily vet like Jazzman.
Muffer: Here is your winner: Jazzman!
*Alphonzo holds up Jazzy’s arm but is immediately pulled away by Fourchon who begins arguing with him. Jazzman watches for a moment then goes up to one of the corner turnbuckles and points to the cheering crowd.*
King: See, more showboating! Congrats, Jazzman, you hoodwinked a backwoods retard into a pin. Don’t hold your breath waiting for a ticker tape parade.
*As Alphonzo explains to Fourchon why he lost the wrestler seems to calm down. Jazzman passes him to climb the nearby turnbuckle and gestures to another section of the arena. Suddenly Fourchon runs and rakes both hands down Jazzy’s back!*
Hoss: Look out, Jazzman!
*Jazzman grabs his back in pain and falls to the mat, then immediately flops over onto his stomach.. When Alphonzo runs at Fourchon to stop him from attacking again he gets a big boot to the face for his trouble. Caleb goes to stand over Jazzman and grabs his arms. He lifts Jazzy up and puts his heel on the back of his head.*
Hoss: No, no- !
*Fourchon curb stomps Jazzman’s face to the mat! The crowd boos loudly. Fourchon gives a slight smile and kicks at the downed wrestler’s kidneys. Again he reaches down and grabs Jazzman around the neck, lifting him to his feet. The time keeper begins to ring the bell earnestly.*
Hoss: This is totally uncalled for! Fourchon needs to be stopped before he seriously injures someone!
King: You know, I can’t agree with what Fourchon is doing but I understand it. Here’s a rookie trying to prove himself worthy of being a WWCF superstar, he winds up losing a match because of a mental error, and watches the victor strutting around the ring rubbing his nose in it. Jazzman is reaping what he sowed.
Hoss: Are you out of your mind?!
*While still holding Jazzman under the chin, Fourchon turns so they are back to back, then yanks the smaller man up off his feet and bends forward. Jazzman begins kicking his legs and grabs at Fourchon’s hands to try and escape the elevated chinlock.*
King: Fourchon showing how strong he is as well as how ruthless. I think he’s trying to rip Jazzman’s face off!
Hoss: If someone doesn’t get these two separated he may do just that!
*Jazzman’s kicks become less lively as Fourchon keeps the hold on. The crowd boos, then starts chanting Jazzman’s name. Caleb looks up and smirks at the crowd. Suddenly Jazzman swings his legs up over Fourchon’s back and shoulders, shifting his weight and wrapping his arms around Fourchon’s neck and slamming his face to the mat!*
Hoss: I don’t believe it! Jazzman was able to escape the chinlock and transition it into a modified DDT! The man is a magician!
*Jazzman lays prone on the canvass alongside Fourchon, both trying to recover from the other’s attack. The fans cheer the former WWCF Champion on, and he slowly begins to stir. He gets up on his hands and knees. Fourchon gets up, sees Jazzman rising, and rolls out of the ring. He holds his forehead and makes his way up the ramp without looking back.*
Hoss: I guess Fourchon decided to get while the getting was good. Smart idea.
King: I agree. He proved his point.
Hoss: And what point would that be, Jesse?
*Jazzman pulls himself up by the ropes and watches Fourchon retreat. He looks out to the crowd again and smiles, continuing to mount each turnbuckle and point to the applauding fans.*
King: That Caleb Fourchon will hurt you any way he can, and beating him isn’t going to stop him.
Hoss: I don’t know if that attitude will get him very far in the WWCF. But for Jazzman tonight’s victory could be the first step back towards another championship.
Official Rankings Tag Team Match: Jonathan Michaels and Dream Warrior V. Mysth and Neo Het
Muffer - The following tag team match is set for one fall. The winners will earn the number five and six spots in the Official WWCF Rankings!
Hoss - A rankings system that has been the center of quite a bit of controversy over the past few days, Jess.
King - Well, some people just can’t leave well enough alone, Gorilla!
*DOA*
Muffer - Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, he is the former WWCF Champion of Honor, Jonathan Michaels!
And his partner, from Memphis, The Dream Warrior!
*Otherworld*
Muffer - And their opponents, from Strasbourg, France, Mysth!
And his partner, from Hot Topic, Neo Het!
*Lloyd McFloyd gets both teams in the ring and goes over the rules. Michaels and Neo Het signal they will start. The bell rings and both men lock up, Het using his superior size to force JM towards his corner. The ref tells them to break, and both men oblige. JM goes for the elbow and collar tie up but Neo Het holds up his palm to stop him. He reaches behind Michaels’s ear and produces a rolled up piece of paper. As Michaels looks on Neo Het folds it up into an origami flower, which he closes a fist around. With a flourish he transforms the paper rose to a real one, and goes to the ropes to hand it down to Sara Nakatomi.*
*Michaels nods approvingly then holds up a finger to get Het’s attention. JM reaches and grabs Het’s earlobe. Twisting it painfully, he drags Het to the ropes, climbs to the top, and delivers a bionic elbow to the top of Het’s head. Neo Het flops on the ground in pain but is up off the mat before Michaels can go for the pin. JM and NH exchange punches with Michaels getting the better of Het, Irish whipping him to the ropes and hitting with a clothesline when Het rebounds.*
*Het falls to the mat and JM tries for a pin, but NH kicks out after one. Michaels pulls up Neo Het and positions him for a snap suplex, but Het blocks it and powers out. Kicking JM in the gut Het gets him to bend over, then drives Michaels to the mat with a float over DDT. Het runs the ropes and hits the recovering Michaels with a running crossbody. He hooks the leg for a pin, but Michaels kicks out at one.*
*The two get up. Neo Het throws a punch but gets arm dragged by Michaels, who then drops a knee on Het’s back. JM springs up and tries to lock in the Key Grip on Het, but Het scrambles away and manages to tag in Mysth. The smaller wrestler vaults over the ropes and charges Michaels, ducks under a clothesline, leaps onto the top rope, and springboards into a dropkick that knocks Michaels to the mat. Mysth bounces up and runs at JM again, connecting with a shining wizard when Michaels is on one knee trying to stand. Jumping up again Mysth goes for the second rope, lands on it, and springs backward and crashes onto JM with a Lionsault.*
*Mysth positions himself for the pin, but Michaels throws him off after one. Pulling JM up, the shorter Mysth tucks his head under his opponent’s arm, wraps his arms around his waist, and pitches him over with a Northern Lights suplex. He bridges for the pin. One, two, JM kicks out.*
*JM and Mysth both get up. Mysth tries to get behind Michaels for a German Suplex but Michaels powers out and begins to pummel him. He gets in position and sidewalk slams the mask wearing wrestler to the mat. He tries for a pin but Mysth kicks out at one. He yanks Mysth up to his feet and whips him into his and Dream Warrior’s corner, then spears him into the ring post. Clutching his shoulder he tags in Warrior as Mysth staggers away.*
*Dream Warrior runs into the ring and gets to Mysth just as he is turning to confront him. He connects with a series of punches then a spinning heel kick that drops Mysth to the canvass. Warrior goes for the cover. One, two, Neo Het jumps into the ring and breaks up the pin. Michaels starts to go into the ring to help his partner but is stopped by Referee McFloyd. Warrior jumps to his feet and wraps his legs around Neo Het and flings him to the mat near the apron with a flying headscissors. Leaping up he runs to the opposite end of the ring, hits the ropes, then ricochets back to Neo Het. Warrior drops down to a baseball slide and knocks Neo Het out of the ring.*
*McFloyd goes over to Warrior as he’s getting up and admonishes him for attacking the illegal man. Mysth comes up behind DW and wraps both arms around his waist, pulling him back and over in a bridging school boy pin. McFloyd goes down to make the count. One, Two, Three!
Muffer - Here are your winners, Mysth and Neo Het!
Hoss - And with that win, Mysth is now ranked number 5, while Neo Het earns the number six spot in the rankings!
King - These two guys are both coming off losses at last week’s PPV, so this win tonight means so much, Gorilla!
Hoss - Certainly a huge win for Mysth and Neo Het!
Non-title Challenge: Sparks V. Evil M
*Man on the Silver Mountain*
Evil M walks out, mic in hand.
Ladies and gentlemen, tonight begins a new era! An era of Honor!
M holds up the Championship of Honor to a chorus of boos.
At Wheel of Misfortune, I ended Jonathan Michaels’ sham of a title reign and in the process, showed I am superior to him in every possible way!
And now that I am the rightful Champion, I felt it was time to lay out MY Rules of Honor.
Rule number one! The match will begin with a handshake. If one man tries to attack his opponent before the bell, the match is immediately thrown out!
Rule number two! If one man leaves the ring, he has a twenty count to return or the match ends. And fighting outside the ring will NOT be tolerated!
Rule number three! If one man tosses his opponent over the top rope, he will be disqualified!
Rule number four! No moves that cause trauma to the head shall be allowed! No DDTs! No brainbusters! NO PILEDRIVERS!
Huge boos from the crowd.
And now for the most important rule of all!
I will not defend my title against anyone who refuses to fight with Honor! Meaning, if you fancy using weapons, punches, kicks, chokes, don’t even bother asking for a title shot. I refuse to lower myself to such levels ever again. Yellow Jacket worked hard to save me from that life. To once again stoop to that level would mean all his hard work was for naught!
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a new age of the WWCF! Welcome to an Age of Honor!
M removes his jacket and tie, revealing a singlet identical to the one Yellow Jacket wore.
Hoss - Folks, he’s our Champion of Honor and he’s in action next!
King - Folks, we’re back! And Evil M is in the ring awaiting his opponent.
*Caught in a Web*
Muffer - And his opponent, Sparks!
Sparks charges the ring, ready to attack when…
Hey Sparks! Just so you know, this match…
M kicks Sparks hard in the ribcage.
Is NOT a Rules of Honor match! Because you don’t know what Honor is! You attack from behind, you touch things that don’t belong to you, you lie! You cheat! You’re a phony! I’m gonna enjoy beating the holy heck out of you!
Referee John Creed signals for the bell. M grabs Sparks and tosses him in the corner. M steps back and charges, but Sparks moves out of the way! M crashes into the corner! Sparks quickly rolls him up!
1!
2!
Kickout!
Sparks dropkick’s M, then clothesline’s him over the top rope!
Hoss - Remember, this is not a Rules of Honor match, so that is perfectly legal!
Sparks rolls to the outside and pummels M with lefts and rights until the Champion of Honor tosses him off. Sparks runs at M, who catches him and tosses him over the barricade! Sparks get’s to his feet, but M nails a big boot, knocking him to the ground! Creed forces M back in the ring and begins counting.
“1!
2!
3!”
Sparks slowly begins climbing over the barricade.
“4!
5!”
Sparks climbs over and begins crawling to the ring!
“6!
7!
8!”
Sparks rolls back in, breaking the count! M picks him up in Powerbomb position and slams him into the turnbuckles! Sparks slumps down in the corner and M hit’s a running double stomp on his opponent! M turns to taunt the crowd, as Sparks rolls to the outside and crawls under the ring.
Hoss - What is Sparks up to?
King - He’s scared, Gorilla! He’s taking cover under the ring! He’s hiding! Like a coward!
M sees Sparks head under the ring and rolls out. He grabs him by the leg and pulls him out, but Sparks is holding Scar! M releases Sparks and backs up behind the announce table!
Hoss - It’s Scar! Scar has returned to the WWCF!
King - No fair, Gorilla! This isn’t a handicap match!
M grabs a mic off the table.
Get that thing outta here! John Creed, do your job and make him get rid of that thing!
Creed warns Sparks to get put Scar back in his cage. Sparks reaches under the ring and pulls Scar’s cage out. He places Scar inside and places it in the corner of the ring, as M clubs him from behind! He tosses Sparks into the ringpost, shoulder first, then rolls him back in the ring.
In the ring, M slams Sparks to the mat, then drops and elbow on him! Cover!
1!
2!
Kickout!
M grabs Sparks and drags him to the far corner(opposite Scar’s cage) and pulls his arm around the post. He then rolls to the outside and slams the arm against the ring post a few times, before delivering a boot to the arm.
Hoss - Is he trying to break his arm?!
King - Evil M is trying to make a point, Gorilla!
M rolls back in and yanks Spark to his knees. He tries to hook on the Crowbar, but Sparks manages to shove him off! M turns back towards him but Sparks dropkick’s him, knocking him into the corner! M falls to the mat…
Face to face with Scar! M screams and crawls back…
Right into the Spinarette! Cover!
1!
2!
3!
Muffer - Here is your winner, Sparks!
Hoss - Sparks just pinned the Champion of Honor!
King - Yeah, but he had to cheat to do it, Gorilla! He should’ve been disqualified for having that spider there!
M rolls to the outside and grabs his belt and the mic.
You think that meant anything, Sparks?! REALLY?!
You didn’t prove anything! Except that you can’t beat me one on one! You needed help from that insect to beat me tonight! But if you were all by yourself, you wouldn’t stand a chance!
This proves nothing!
M stomps off, belt in hand, as Sparks triumphantly holds up Scar for the crowd to see.
King - He’s right, Gorilla. That proved nothing! In a Championship match, that would’ve been an immediate disqualification!
Hoss - But it wasn’t Rules of Honor, Jess! Evil M has nobody to blame for this loss but himself.
"Too Black, Too Strong... DAMN RIGHT!"
I Made It - Kevin Rudolf
The crowd break into a huge mixed reaction as "Damn Right" Jackson limps out, still feeling the effects of his brutal Bed of Nails match with Colt at Wheel of Misfortune. Despite his pain he has a big smile on his face, as he struggles to the ring.
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And here is the Black Dynasty himself, fresh off his huge win last week.
Jesse King: Look Tim, no one here hates this guy more than myself. However even I must applaud his performance last week. He took one of this federations biggest names and simply outmatched him.
DR Jackson gets into the ring and immediately gets a mic.
DR Jackson: I'm not going to lie, I am in alot of pain right now. Last week I had experienced more pain that I had ever felt in my entire life. But despite all of that, nothing can take this smile off of my face.
Last week the Wheel of Misfortune spun and landed on The Bed of Nails match, to win you must put your opponent through a bed of nails before you can pin or submit them... There were four beds laid out in the ring and I went through all four!
Photos from last weeks match are shown, first is Colt dropkicking Jackson through the first table. Second is Jackson jumping backwards into one with Colt on his back. Third is Colt drop toe holding Jackson into one and lastly a video is shown of the closing moments... Colt has Jackson set up on a ladder, attempting to Story on Page One him off the ladder and through the last table, but Jackson reverses it into a Spear off the ladder and through the table, Jackson then pins Colt.
So not only did I survive the wraith of 4 Bed of Nails. I was badass enough to be willing to send myself through two of them to beat Colt!
More importantly, I can officially say that me and Colt are over. The war has raged for many months now, and frankly too much blood has been shed in the name of The Era of Attitude... and I can now confidently say that The Black Dynasty prevailed.
The WWCF Officials had their doubts about me... I told you so! The announcers had their doubts about my abilities... I told you so! The boys in the back had their doubts about my peoples abilities to succeed... I told you so! And of course there's Colt...
This whole feud seemed to revolved around my "theory" that Colt was a washed up has-been, that he never should've returned, that he simply did not have it anymore... well... Colt... I've got four magical words for you too...
"You Know That Time In Your Life, That Single Moment That Defines Exactly Who You Are? Well That Only Stings For A Second..."
Smoke 'Em if You Got 'Em - Parkway Drive
The crowd quickly burst into cheer as Colt steps out from behind the curtain, he's quite bandaged up...
Jesse King: Yes! Finally! The nerve of Jackson, how can he still be so bitter after that match those two had...
Colt ignores the pain and rolls right into the ring and grabs a mic...
Jackson! I have to ask, after what we've been through... How can you still be so angry? We put on what could quite possibly be considered match of the night. We put on what could be considered a front-runner for this years Match of the Year... hell, I won that award last year but I truly believe we topped even that! Which means we possibly had the greatest match here of all time... Yet you're still angry?
Look kid, I know you're young and brash... You don't want people to disadvantage you, but you also don't want hand outs... and I respect that. But seriously dude, after what you've accomplished you have no reason at all to be so angry... Gorilla said it best last week... You've made it, and you did it all on your own.
A duelling "Let's go Jackson!"/"Let's Go Colt!" breaks out, as Jackson raises his mic.
DR Jackson: You think I'm angry? I'm happy... I've accomplished what I set out to do, despite no one thinking I had what it takes... Now as I was saying before you interrupted me... Colt, after all we've been through, after all we've put eachother through, I'm left with this four words...
You've still got it.
The crowd cheer for that, Colt gets a smile on his face.
DR Jackson: We've stepped into the ring before, however we previously never really had the change to truly go at it before. This time we had the ring all to ourselves and you proved to me that you can hang in there with us of the new generation. You pushed me to a whole new limit that I had never experienced before. And for that I've got four more words for you...
Thank you for returning...
After all you've done to me. It's actually quite the honor to hear you say that. I would like to think you for bringing out a part of me the WWCF and myself hadn't seen since my time as World Champion... and through it all you were still better than me. So you're right, we're done.
Colt stretches out his hand to Jackson, after breif hesitation Jackson obliges. The crowd explodes for this.
DR Jackson: This doesn't mean I like you... This also doesn't mean I forgive you all for how you've treated me in the past. Sure you've cheered for me last week and you've cheered for me now... however that was for what I did by myself. And I didn't do it for you fans and I didn't do it for you, Colt. I did it by myself, for myself.
And now, I'm done with you. I've got my sights set higher, I've come to realise that The Era of Attitude is missing some gold. So The Black Dynasty is officially promoting himself, he's going to now Bring The Noise as your new WWCF World Heavyweight Champion!
This change is met with a mixed reaction, however Colt applauds this...
DR Jackson: However, it appears I'm not the only one who's decided to make this new career decision. The so-called Hardcore Heartthrob, or is it the Heartthrob of Honor now what about Hardcore Heartthrob of Honor, HHH yeah that could work... On second thought, I'll just call you Jonathan Michaels...
Anyway, Michaels has finally come to realize that he was going backwards in his career, winning minor titles and feuding with people that he's already beaten... and losing. So it's only fair that he'd discover that he needed to light a fire under his own ass. So he's also decided that it's about time he challenged for the World Title. Even if it means that I miss out.
He's already acknowledged that it's about time that I take the Era of Attitude one step further. But he doesn't care, despite coming out of a loss he believes that it's his turn, simply because... well I'm not sure what his reason is... Simple fact is, I've come from the win of my career and this little D-List nobody hasn't had a remember-able win since GookerMania, except that time he fought that retired guy...
However he apparently has seniority, and I know the WWCF Officials more than well enough to know whose side they're going to take... So I have an offer...
Botch at the Beach... "Damn Right" Jackson vs Jonathan Micahels for the Undisputed #1 Contender-ship to the WWCF Title!
I've beaten you twice already Jono... this time Third Time will be the charm and no one will be able to argue that I deserve that Main Event Spot!
Neither Enemy Nor Friend... DAMN RIGHT!
The crowd burst into ovation with the sound of that match proposal, Colt is still in the ring, he again applauds.
Jackson... Good luck, go on and win that title... Become the Story on Page One. Prove that we are indeed in the Era of Attitude...
Colt drops the mic and walks back to the ramp...
I Made It
Jackson's music kicks in as the stands in the ring with his arms raised in triumph...
Gorilla Tim Hoss: And so ends one of the most brutal and personal rivalries we've seen here in the WWCF.
Jesse King: And what an announcement! "Damn Right" Jackson vs Jonathan Michaels for the Number One Contender Spot to the World Title?
Gorilla Tim Hoss: Looks like we'll have to wait and see how Jonathan responds...
Hell in a Cell match for the WWCF World Heavyweight Championship: Jay Carroll V. Viva Los Bio Dome
The Hell in a Cell lowers down around the ring as the crowd watches with hushed excitement.
Hoss - And now, the moment we’ve all been waiting for. Jay Carroll, Viva Los Bio Dome, the WWCF World Championship, Hell in a Cell!
King - And don’t forget, Gorilla. If Viva loses this match tonight, it will be his FINAL WWCF World Title match for 2010!
Hoss - High stakes tonight in this huge main event!
*Paparazzi(Metal version)*
Viva Los Bio Dome makes his way to the ring, posing as he approaches the door of the cell.
Hoss - Look at this ominous structure, Jess. Designed to keep out any potential disruptions.
King - Such as a certain pissed off masked man who threatened to kill the challenger?
Hoss - Yeah, like him.
*Well Thought Out Twinkles*
Jay enters to a huge pop as he slowly approaches the cell. His midsection and shoulder are heavily bandaged.
Hoss - The World Champion is coming off one brutal title defense, only to have another one just a week later!
King - And don’t forget what’s just around the corner for the winner.
Hoss - Yes. At Botch at the Beach, Tyfo cashes in his Money in the Bank contract.
King - Plus the possibility of either Jackson or Michaels right after that! What a schedule for the World Champion, Gorilla! A daunting task to say the least, especially if Jay is fortunate enough to leave that cell champion.
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Hell in a Cell match! And it is for the WWCF World Heavyweight Championship!
Introducing first, the challenger. From Hollywood, by way of Hayward, California, weighing in at 195 pounds, he is the King of Hollywood, Viva Los Bio Dome!
Viva receives a very mixed reaction from the crowd.
Muffer - And his opponent.
From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the reigning and defending WWCF World Heavyweight Champion, Jay Carroll!
Jay holds up the belt to a loud ovation from the crowd.
Muffer - Ladies and gentlemen, this match has NO time limit! Outsiders have been banned from ringside. Your referee in charge of the action is Spud Johnson.
Jay hands the belt to Johnson who holds it up for the crowd to see.
Hoss - Well folks, we are ready to go and this match will take place, next!
*Commercial Break:
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We return to commercial to see Viva and Jay lock up. Instantly, Viva breaks the grapple and rakes Jay's eyes. Viva punches Jay in the shoulder, and knees him in the midsection. Jay drops to his knees in pain. Viva bounces off of the rope and drop kicks jay in the shoulder.
Hoss - I get the feeling that this is going to be a very, very difficult match for the champion. We all knew this, but he's in a bad ways right now, King.
King - Viva knew Jay would be in dire straits, and he force Seth Drakin's hand. It was a smart move by the former champion, and if there was ever a time to become champion again, it's right now.
Jay picks himself up on to all fours and Viva kicks him right where he's taped up in the midsection. Viva picks him up and throws him over the ropes into the cage. Viva charges and baseball slides Jay into the cage, and Jay is now screaming and writhing in pain.
Hoss - I say this every time, but good god almighty is this hard to watch. You just hate to see anyone have to fight in this condition, but it's further proof that Jay Carroll has the heart of a champion.
King - You're right on the money, Hoss. We knew that Jay Carroll was deserving of his championship when he beat Amigo at the match he created. Whether Viva helped or not is not the point. He prevails when he needs to.
Viva peels Jay off of the mat and locks him into The Bedtime Story. Viva begins really pulling the hold in tight, but Jay refuses to budge. Jay barely has the energy to stand up, there's no way he's going to tap. Viva realizes this, and throws Jay into the corner. Viva charges the turnbuckle and hits Jay with a flying knee. Jay stumbles out of the corner and falls down.
Viva goes for the pinfall.
1...
2...
Jay gets a shoulder up. Viva shoves it back down and goes for another pin.
1...
2...
Jay gets his shoulder up again. Viva hits him with 5 short punches to the head and goes for a cover again.
1...
2...
Jay gets his shoulder up and Viva stomps around the ring angrily.
King - The champion continues to fight on with not one iota of energy to muster for the cause. You have got to wonder if he can hold on, or how he'll possibly turn the tide, here.
Hoss - The fans are planted firmly behind the champion here tonight, and can you blame them? Viva is nothing more than the ultimate opportunist. He doesn't care if he wins his titles legitimately. He'll cut any corner you leave him.
Viva stands Jay up, and begins dancing. The crowd boos relentlessly. Viva turns to Jay, and Jay spits directly into his face. Viva, shocked, wipes the spit from his brow and goes for purple sticky punch. Jay ducks and gets Viva into a small package.
The ref drops down and begins counting.
1...
2...
3!
King - He's done it! Jay retains! Look at Viva's face! I love the guy, but he took a cheap road and he got what he deserves tonight! He can barely believe it!
Hoss - Jay Carroll ladies and gentleman! He's done it! He's done it! He remains your champion another day! With not an ounce of energy to spare, your WWCF World Champion is Jay Carroll!
Spud Johnson walks to Jay Carroll and hands him the belt. Jay Carroll climbs the turnbuckle and begins celebrating. Viva looks on, boiling up. Viva's had enough, recognized he has no chance at being WWCF Champion for the rest of 2010, and he charges the turnbuckle and power slams Jay Carroll off of it.
He grabs Jay's belt and spits on it. He throws the belt down, walks over to Jay, carries him over to the belt, lifts him up for the Bio-Dome, and slams his head down right on the belt.
Hoss - Excuse my language, WWCF Universe, but that son of a bitch! Learn how to lose with humility! There was nothing to gain by taking out your shortcomings on our champion! Just leave, Viva! No one wants you here anymore! No ONE!
Viva gets up, runs to the camera man and mouths to him, "This isn't over, Drakin." as Niteraw comes to a close.
Credits: Seth Drakin, Smokin’ Vokoun, Evil M, Whitey Fats, D-Day Dave, Caleb Fourchon, DR Jackson, Colt, and Viva
