[As we are outside of Fountain High Valley High School, we are a few hours away from the opening of IXWA event being held here... However, instead of the usually great weather that we have been happening as we open up most of our shows... It is drizzling at this time... But however as we are in the parking lot we see a couple of IXWA trucks have pulled up to the high school, such as truck that will set up the ring and a small production right next to it... As a few members are sitting inside the truck or standing just outside as if they are on a break as a few are having either a sandwiches they have packed in their brown paper bags or some have probably rushed over to a fast food place... We are sure they have either finishing up or taking a quick break before putting the finishes touches on what should be another fine show for the IXWA... However something catches the attention of the staff as a blue Porsche is pulling up to the gym... They parked not far away from the trucks... Out steps a young man with short blonde hair... The young man has on a blue t-shirt with faded blue jeans and blue boots... The young man looks toward the gym as he just nods his head... He looks over at the production crew as he nods his head once again, but this time with an intense look in his blue eyes...]
PRODUCTION CREW: HEY!!!
[We see that it is Frostbite...]
Frostbite: Guys, what is going on? Neil knows you are goofing off...
Production crew: COME ON!!!
Frostbite: Relax, I will not tell...
[Frostbite reaches back into his car and grabs a black bag from the back seat... He shuts the door, as he turns around and gets ready to head into the gym... But along the way he keeps looking around and can't blame him... We the recent attacks coming from the two mask men... Frostbite realizes that he might get jumped at anytime... Tonight would not be a good night with a non-title match against “Random Violence” Jack Williams... Certainly a tough debut with the new company especially against the Extreme Warrior Champion... As Frostbite reaches the back door heading into the gym... Another car, this one a red Ford Focus pulls up right beside Frostbite's car... It appears to be a young lady with short blonde hair... The young lady looks quite stunning wearing a green mini skirt with black high heel shoes... She shuts her door as the production crew spots her...]
Production crew: Hey, Mandy...
Mandy: Guys...
[She spots Frostbite as she walks over to him...]
Mandy: Surprised to see you here this early...
Frostbite: I thought about arriving earlier and getting a look around and put my complete focus on the task at hand this evening...
Mandy: Ah, yes... A match against Jack Williams...
Frostbite: Certainly a tall order in my debut against the champion...
Mandy: Jack is double tough...
Frostbite: I don't doubt that a bit...
[The rain appears to pick up just slightly...]
Frostbite: I didn't know this was an interview?
Mandy: Well, it isn't... Just wanted to get your take on this match and---
Frostbite: The two masked men?
Mandy: That too...
[Frostbite holds the door open as they both head inside...]
Frostbite: First off... Jack Williams... I know the man has been a world champion many times in his long career... But so have I... This situation that Neil has put me in is nothing new... When Neil was running things in the ICWF... He knew that he could count on me to give me a great match... This is nothing different... He wants me to give Jack all he can handle... Trust me, I will do that...
Mandy: I believe Jack said last week... That you can try...
Frostbite: This may be a non-title match... But this is my chance to make an big time impact here... I am sure Jack knows about my reputation... I will show no mercy tonight... Jack, better realize once he looks across the ring and stares right into my intense blue eyes that he isn't in Texas or Kansas anymore... I am going to beat him and Neil will have no choice but to grant me a title match... Mandy when that happens... You can bet that I will win the title, and will be another notch on my belt in my career... 12 time world champion...
Mandy: It appears that you are ready... But--
Frostbite: The masked men...
Mandy: Any closer to knowing who they are?
Frostbite: Still, I have no idea... I will admit, I have made a few enemies in my nine years in this sport... Probably far too many... I keep thinking, who would want me out of here?
Mandy: And nobody strikes you...
Frostbite: Nobody here... Maybe somebody from my past will make there way here and cause me problems...
Mandy: But who?
Frostbite: Maybe, Adam Northstar... We have always had some bad blood... I know Neil has tried to get him to come here... Hell, maybe Tyler Durden and Hootie Blackdog, they put me out of action a couple of times and maybe they would like to finish the job once and for all...
Mandy: Certainly a couple of blasts from the past...
Frostbite: I don't know... I called them out and they answered the challenge... I was beating them both... They got the upper hand and try to hurt me further...
Mandy: Doomsday and Lucifer came to your aid...
Frostbite: Yes they did... I don't know what I would have done if those two didn't come down...
Mandy: Do you think they will show up?
Frostbite: Anything is possible... They could try and interfere in my match later on tonight... I am certainly going to ask Neil for extra security because I don't want the masked men to screw me out of any chance of beating Jack...
Mandy: I can't blame you there... It has everybody on edge around here...
Frostbite: Trust me, Mandy, I will take care of this situation...
[He looks at his watch...]
Frostbite: This has been fun, but I have a match to get ready for... And waiting on Doomsday and Lucifer as well... Hopefully they will give me some tips on how to defeat Jack Williams later on...
[Frostbite leaves Mandy as he hurries down the hall and toward the locker room...]
[The eerie strums of a bass chord...]
IXWA PRESENTS:
[Guitars kick in...]
#Cue “I Predict A Riot” by Kaiser Chiefs#
[Justin Taylor and Tony Monroe arrive and sit at the IXWA Announcer's table... Taylor leans back in his chair, kicking his feet up as he slicks back his hair... Fast motion style; we see the venue fill to capacity with screaming fans!!!]
#Watching the people get lairy#
#It's not very pretty I tell thee#
[The Wang Dynasty lay in to an unidentified team with a pair of chair shots!!! Bang Wang leaps up to Chang Wang's raised hand to slap him five...]
#Walking through town is quite scary#
#And not very sensible either#
[Mike Gionet floats through the air to the ringside area and lands on Scotty Bloom... He spins up to his feet and leans back against the guardrail, the fans at ringside celebrating with the death-defying highflier!!!]
#A friend of a friend he got beaten#
#He looked the wrong way at a policeman#
[Max Caschera applies a VICIOUS crossface to Ned Norton, screaming bloody murders as he wrenches back nearly snapping the man's neck!!!]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[Jack Williams, dripping in sweat, hoists Archibald Smythe up and hit the Redemption Driver and then gets to his feet and Lucifer rips him in half with a blindsided spear!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The Wang Bros driving The Masked Terror's head into the mat with a devastating double DDT!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Caleb Foley seen with Scotty Bloom on the ring apron, Foley suplexes Bloom off the apron and out of view!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[We see Archibald Smythe leap off the ring apron with a flying DDT on Ned Norton!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Scotty Bloom sitting on the top rope... The Masked Terror then delivers a top-rope powerbomb, driving Bloom to the canvas!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there... #
[Max Caschera fights to get The Masked Terror into position and then drills him into the canvas with End of a Legend...]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[A bloodied and battered Caleb Foley pulls Lucifer up... And gets nailed with a knee to the mid-section!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Mike Hunt hit the “G” spot on Bang Wang!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Mike Gionet holds JD Stormcloud up!!! Archibald Smythe punched Stormcloud -- laying him out in the ring!!! Smythe went to cover, but Leonard in from behind nailed Smythe with a boot to the back of the head...]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Chaos in the ring as Caleb Foley and Max Caschera are clawing through the sea of turquoise shirted IXWA security!!! The guards hold the two men apart, until Archibald Smythe springs out and nails Martello with a steel chair shot to the head!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Double Entendres are shown jabbing their jaws on the microphone, Tiberius Nixon exchanging heated words!!! Security storms the entrance ramp and hauls Dick Ryder & Mike Hunt out of the building!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there!!!#
[Through a window we see a man tied in a straight jacket, viciously throwing himself around the padded room... He rushes the window, smashing his head repeatedly against the Plexiglas, drawing blood from his own forehead... He rips through a silent scream: The man is clearly insane!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The music dies down, and replaced with the live, capacity crowd screaming their heads off!!!]
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* FRIDAY NIGHT BEATDOWN *
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TM: Hello and welcome once again to IXWA Friday Night Beatdown...
JT: The jewel in the crown of the Hyper Network...
TM: OK - up first this evening we have the man who failed to win the IXWA Television Championship last week - Archie Smith!!! Against the guy who has done nothing to impress anyone since he arrived... Kody Van Damn!!!
JT: It's Archibald Smythe...
TM: That's what I said... Let's get this one under way with introductions from Joey Diamond...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... And it is for the IXWA Television Championship... Introducing first...
[“Clubbed to Death” by Escala starts over the PA as “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe walks out from the locker room area and stops to apparently revel in the negative reaction from the crowd...]
SJD: Hailing from Royal Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, England and weighing in at 243 pounds... “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe!!!
[After a second or two, he sneers at the crowd and walks down to the ring and walks up the ring steps and climbs through the ropes...]
SJD: His opponent...
[An eerie silence falls quietly over the arena as a quiet rumble begins to grow – suddenly a sinister cackle breaks the silence bellowing out through the darkness... “Get Up” by Korn hits the airwaves... KVD walks out from the back... He stops in the middle of the stage and begins to bounce back and forth pointing to the middle of the ring with his finger with a signal like a gun...]
SJD: Hailing from Miami, Florida and weighing in at 210 pounds... Kody Van Dam!!!
[KVD runs down the aisle and slides through the bottom rope then bounces too his feet in the middle of ring as he taunts the crowd... KVD removes his ring jacket then stretches in the corner as he waits...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
“Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe Vs Kody Van Damn
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Kody Van Damn goes for a running clothesline, but Archibald Smythe ducks out of the way...
Archibald Smythe goes for a fireman's carry takedown, but Kody Van Damn blocks it...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn hits a rolling kick on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe goes for the Fall From Grace, but Kody Van Damn blocks it...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe misses with a clothesline...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe with a clothesline...
Kody Van Damn executes a rolling kick on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn executes a back suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn uses a German suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn misses with a kick...
Archibald Smythe misses with a clothesline...
Kody Van Damn misses with a shoulderblock...
Kody Van Damn uses a rolling kick on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn nails Archibald Smythe with a rolling kick...
Kody Van Damn goes for a Wrist Clutch Exploder, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
Archibald Smythe goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Kody Van Damn counters it with an elbow smash...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe...
The crowd is cheering on Kody Van Damn...
Kody Van Damn kicks Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe chops Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe executes a scoop slam on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe uses a vertical suplex on Kody Van Damn...
There are lots of chants for Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe uses a piledriver on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe takes Kody Van Damn down with a scoop slam...
Archibald Smythe nails Kody Van Damn with a backdrop...
Archibald Smythe puts Kody Van Damn in a camel clutch...
Kody Van Damn tries to escape the hold...
Archibald Smythe lets go after 11 seconds...
Archibald Smythe is going for the cover...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe executes a piledriver on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe locks Kody Van Damn in a leg grapevine...
Kody Van Damn inches his way towards the ropes after 9 seconds...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn and Archibald Smythe get hit with a double clothesline...
Kody Van Damn nails Archibald Smythe with a gutwrench suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn takes Archibald Smythe down with a moonsault bodyblock...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn complains about a slow count...
Kody Van Damn executes a Frankensteiner on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe with a springboard reverse rana...
The crowd is really behind Kody Van Damn...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn uses a running clothesline on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn executes a gutwrench suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe with a kick...
Kody Van Damn uses a spinning leg lariat on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn gets a bow-and-arrow submission on Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe is struggling to reach the ropes...
Archibald Smythe tries to escape the hold...
Archibald Smythe is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Archibald Smythe makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 15 seconds...
Kody Van Damn hits a flying legdrop on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn knocks down Scott Braski...
Scott Braski is out cold...
Scott Braski is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
Kody Van Damn nails Archibald Smythe with a German suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Kody Van Damn uses a monkey flip on Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn with an arm wringer...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn into the turnbuckle, but Kody Van Damn reverses it...
Archibald Smythe comes back, but is met with a kick to the midsection...
Kody Van Damn uses a Wrist Clutch Exploder on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn has the crowd going wild...
Kody Van Damn covers Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Kody Van Damn executes the C4 on Archibald Smythe...
The crowd is going crazy...
Kody Van Damn goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn goes for a twisting neckbreaker, but Archibald Smythe throws him off...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe goes for a shoulderblock, but Kody Van Damn counters it with a running elbow smash...
In turn, Archibald Smythe counters it with a side step...
Archibald Smythe nails Kody Van Damn with a half nelson suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn with a forearm smash...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn goes for a flying forearm, but Archibald Smythe ducks out of the way...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Kody Van Damn on the turnbuckle, but Kody Van Damn blocks it...
Archibald Smythe hits a flying cross body press on Kody Van Damn...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn out of the ring...
Archibald Smythe jumps onto him with a flying axhandle...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn with a half nelson suplex...
Scott Braski counts: 1...
Archibald Smythe shoves Kody Van Damn into the guardrail...
Archibald Smythe executes the Fall From Grace on Kody Van Damn on the concrete floor...
The crowd is behind Archibald Smythe all the way...
Kody Van Damn is out cold...
Scott Braski counts: 2...
Archibald Smythe hits a forearm smash on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe takes Kody Van Damn down with a hiptoss...
Scott Braski counts: 3...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn into the ringsteps...
Archibald Smythe knocks Kody Van Damn into the ringpost...
The crowd is really behind Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: 4...
Archibald Smythe nails Kody Van Damn with a drop toe hold...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn into the guardrail...
Scott Braski counts: 5...
Scott Braski counts: 6...
Scott Braski counts: 7...
Scott Braski counts: 8...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the guardrail...
Scott Braski counts: 9...
Scott Braski counts: 10...
The verdict: A DOUBLE COUNTOUT !!!
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Winner:
None... Double Countout
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SJD: Ladies and gentlemen... This match ends with a double Countout... There is no winner...
JT: Well - that was kinda pointle---
[The crowd roars as every light in the auditorium cuts out at once... On the screen in black and white, a man in a trench coat is seen walking toward the end of a pier, his footfalls echoing loudly through the arena... Ahead of him stands another man, dressed exactly as the first, and as he reaches the end of the pier, he puts a gun to the second man’s head, the light from above falling just so that we can see a smirk and a pierced lip, and then pulls the trigger... Now dead, the man falls backward off the pier, light catching his face to reveal the fact that it’s the same as the shooters, and as he hits the water the music kicks in with the first lines as the name Dexter Payne appears in ripped blue lettering through the water as the body sinks to the depths...]
“I'm not the only one who can't see why it crossed your mind
I see your life and death reduce into a product line
It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine”
[The curtain parts and out steps the man, taking a moment with a tilted head to look around the crowd, basking in the roar that comes with his reveal... The lights come up, tinting the entire arena blue...]
TM: OH MY GOD!!!
“I can't see why, why
You're not a saint, you're a thief
You can't deny, deny
It's all a ploy underneath...”
JT: HOLY SHIT!!! THAT'S DEXTER FUCKING PAYNE!!!
TM: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE?
[His arms rise, gesturing to the crowd, waving them on in their reaction... He turns his head, lights reflecting off the mirrored frames of his sunglasses, and with a quick tuck of his blue tinted hair behind his ears, he begins to head to the ring...]
“All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)”
[He stops at the ring apron, looking around again, and then lazily rolls into the ring, rising to a kneeling position in the center of the ring, with arms outstretched toward the sky...]
“You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
I hope you cry for the one's you've lost...
You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
I hope it's worth all the blood it cost...”
[Dexter rises to his feet, taking a nearby turnbuckle and staring out the crowd with arms spread wide, before turning and dropping to his feet on the mat...]
TM: OH... MY... GOD!!!
[By now Smythe & KVD are back on their feet and back in the ring - facing Payne and glaring at him... They then start arguing with each other as Payne hops down off the turnbuckle and stands watching them... Frustrated - Smythe grabs KVD and pushes him towards Payne who catches him with a spinning heel kick and a then a German suplex...]
JT: Smythe turning on KVD there and pretty much feeding him to Payne...
TM: Smythe looking fairly happy with himself...
JT: But he shouldn't...
[Payne runs forward and launches himself off KVD's back and catches Smythe with a flying forearm... Payne springs to his feet and then slams down onto Smythe with a somersault legdrop... Dexter slowly turns, still on one knee, his sunken eyes scanning the crowd as a mixture between a delightful grin and a sadistic smirk spreads across his face... Sweeping the blue hair out of his eyes, he slowly rises, sauntering to the corner as he motions for a mic, listening to the mixed reaction of the crowd, a crowd who doesn't know how to take in what they have just seen... He grabs the mic and chuckles...]
Payne: Well, hello, IXWA!!!
[He lets the words hang in the air for a moment, the faithful few who remember him cheering as the rest of the crowd buzzes, the arena filled with questions and shock...]
Payne: It's definitely been awhile, hasn't it? I mean, at least 5 years or more, it seems... For those of you who don't know who I am, let me educate you...
[He pauses, leaning against the ropes, that permanent smirk on his lips...]
Payne: I -- am Dexter Payne... Once known as the greatest wrestler who ever lived, and one who WILL be known again as the greatest wrestler who ever lived... The problem with that is that in order to do that - I'm going to have to cut through the pathetic roster that the IXWA has put together - starting tonight...
[He walks back over to the two men still lying prone on the mat and kicks at them disdainfully, shaking his head...]
Payne: If this is any indication of what's in store for me here, I estimate I'll be champion in about, oh - a couple of months at least...
[He chuckles again and climbs to the top turnbuckle, looking out over the crowd...]
Payne: As a king looks over his kingdom, so I look over you... IXWA, I hope you are prepared - the future has arrived...
[His music hits again as he drops from the turnbuckle, tosses the mic on top of one of the men still in the ring, and rolls under the ropes, exiting slowly...]
Voice: Stop that... Stop that right now...
[The camera cuts to the entrance curtain which CEO Bonser has just stepped through...]
Bonser: Yes, you've signed a contract... Yes - you're now a member of the IXWA roster but I had every intention of announcing you as a surprise just before tonight's main event...
[Payne stands looking at Bonser, his head slightly on one side...]
Bonser: OK - so this is how it's going to be then, right? OK - that's fine with me... Get another referee out here because you're in action next... In a handicap match against those two!!!
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TM: We’re back and right out of the blocks – the IXWA is making headlines as it would seem that Dexter Payne has signed an IXWA contract and he made his presence felt just now by attacking the two participants in the opening match...
JT: And CEO Bonser was not impressed with how Payne made his presence felt and has ordered Payne to make his in-ring debut ---- right now
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
2 on 1 Handicap match:
Archibald Smythe & Kody Van Damn Vs Dexter Payne
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Archibald Smythe hits a double underhook suplex on Dexter Payne...
Archibald Smythe whips Dexter Payne into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe and Dexter Payne get hit with a double clothesline...
Archibald Smythe uses a gutwrench suplex on Dexter Payne...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe locks Dexter Payne in a leg grapevine...
Dexter Payne makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Dexter Payne on the turnbuckle, but
Dexter Payne blocks it...
Archibald Smythe goes for a fireman's carry takedown, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne hits a spinning back suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a shoulderblock...
Dexter Payne goes for a springboard moonsault, but Archibald Smythe rolls out of the way...
A few fans are cheering on Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe nails Dexter Payne with a scoop slam...
Archibald Smythe catches Dexter Payne in a front facelock...
Dexter Payne makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds...
Archibald Smythe climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Dexter Payne nails him in the stomach...
Archibald Smythe falls onto the top turnbuckle...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a superplex...
Dexter Payne whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe misses with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe executes a flying clothesline on Dexter Payne...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Archibald Smythe...
Dexter Payne springs to his feet...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a flying dropkick...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a moonsault bodyblock...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Dexter Payne takes Archibald Smythe down with a springboard moonsault...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Dexter Payne throws Archibald Smythe out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, Archibald Smythe re-enters the ring...
Dexter Payne hits a Huracanrana on Archibald Smythe...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Dexter Payne nails Archibald Smythe with a release German suplex...
Dexter Payne is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Dexter Payne nails Archibald Smythe with a cartwheel splash...
Dexter Payne nails Archibald Smythe with a dropsault...
Dexter Payne is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Archibald Smythe...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
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Winner: Dexter Payne
Time of match: 0:03:36
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SJD: The winner of the match – Dexter Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyynnnneee!!!
TM: Payne made fairly short work of Archibald Smythe there...
JT: And in a reversal – KVD never got into the match... He let Smithy do all the work...
TM: It’s Smythe!!!
JT: Whatever...
TM: Hmm... Right now – we’re going backstage to catch up with the IXWA Television Champion – Lucifer...
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Backstage:
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[As we used to seeing by now... We see the seven foot monster Lucifer back in the locker room as he is preparing for another television title defense against Max Caschera... Lucifer is throwing right and left into the air as if he plans on laying a few of those on Max later on in tonight main event... The big monster a focus man on the task that lays ahead for him later on as he throws more punches, but starts to throw a series of chops, and even throws a big boot in mid air showing up just how much he has improved in his workouts... The big man has come along way in a short period of time in his singles career... He has impressed many with his skills... Bonser knew what he was doing when he signed this guy... Lucifer stops his workouts as he reaches into his locker and grabs a black t-shirt as he pulls it over his head... Our cameras catch the Television title hanging right next to where the t-shirt was... Lucifer looks at the title, but doesn't reach for it... He just stares at it... Maybe the big man is thinking of the tall order that will lay ahead or maybe the big man is thinking of just how it will feel when he leaves the gym tonight still the champion... Certainly a few thoughts are running through his mind at this time... Lucifer decides he is not done with his workouts as he goes back to throwing more right and lefts into the air... As he continues to do so, it appears that one of those lefts almost catch someone right square in the jaw... We see that it is his manager Doomsday...]
Doomsday: Dude, watch where you are throwing those punches...
Lucifer: You didn't have to walk almost right into one...
Doomsday: I am glad that you are focus on tonight match...
Lucifer: I know what lies ahead...
Doomsday: A big test for you tonight against Max Caschera... The man is a veteran of many ring wars... He has won many titles in lots of federations...
Lucifer: Look, I know the guy’s reputation...
Doomsday: We have looked at many tapes of this guy...
Lucifer: I believe way too many... I almost fell asleep on the last couple...
Doomsday: It is what a champion does... He watches his opponent and then comes up with a game plan for their match...
Lucifer: I know that... Something else that you have drilled into my head...
Doomsday: Part of the growing process... You have come this far... You are not going back to square on... Stick to the game plan and you will beat Max...
Lucifer: And you are sure of the plan?
Doomsday: Have, I been wrong thus far since we have been here?
Lucifer: No, but----
Doomsday: You doubt me?
Lucifer: If it isn’t broken don't fix it...
Doomsday: I am betting that Max has watched tapes on you all week long and feels he has you just about figure out... He knows where certain spots in a match where you might hit a certain move... This isn't his first big match...
Lucifer: I understand that... But you think the game plan for this match will work...
Doomsday: It will... We are going to give him something he has never seen before... Again, this is a mark of a great champion... You can't do the same thing over and over again... You must show me a different side...
Lucifer: This will be different...
Doomsday: Trust me... You are going to walk out still the television champion...
Lucifer begins to throw a few more punches into the air...
Doomsday: Why don't you stop that?
Lucifer: Why?
Doomsday: Because, I want you to pull up a chair and sit back here and watch this Liam Donegal against Ryan Chase match... The winner gets a crack at your television title very soon...
Lucifer: More studying?
Doomsday: Correct... I know they are new around here, but you can always learn from a rookie... They are hungry... They want what you have around your waist...
Lucifer: They won't get it...
Doomsday: That is what I like to hear... This Ryan Chase as been shooting off at the mouth already...
Lucifer: I guess if he wins this match... I will be the one to put my boot right in his face and shut his mouth up...
[Doomsday smiles...]
Doomsday: Champ, I am sure you will...
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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[Cut backstage to Kimberly McGraff as she stands outside the door to the wrestlers' locker room...]
KM: Ladies and gentlemen, my next guest should be coming through this door any second now... He is the man who, just last week, made his IXWA debut in a match that saw him defeat The Masked Terror with his patented “Warp Spasm” finisher...
Voice: Um, Kimberly?
[The camera pans left to reveal Liam Donegal, already dressed in his red wrestling trunks and tonight wearing a charcoal gray Boston University hoodie...]
KM: Oh, Liam, I thought you were still inside...
LD: No, I like to suit up early and go find a quiet place to think before a match...
KM: I'll have to remember that... So, um, first off, congratulations on an impressive victory last week against---
LD: The Masked Terror? Yeah, he's impressive... More-so than I would have expected... My match, though? It didn't seem to impress the fans that much...
KM: You mean the garbage?
LD: Yeah... I'll have to admit, getting pelted by trash wasn't exactly the high point of my evening and it sure enough took something away from my first big win here in the IXWA... But tonight's my chance to rectify that...
KM: That's right... Tonight you step into the ring with another IXWA newcomer, Ryan Chase, in a match that will actually determine the number one contender to the IXWA Television Championship currently held by Lucifer...
LD: Yeah, although by the end of the night, that might not be the case... So, whether it's Lucifer or Max Caschera who's holding the title on the 21st, I've got to beat Ryan Chase to earn that shot... And while Chase looked pretty good last week, he never really pinned *his* opponent the way I did...
KM: You're talking, of course, about the controversial ending to Ryan Chase's debut match last week against Ned Norton, correct?
LD: That's exactly what I'm talking about... So if Ryan Chase wants to keep on running his mouth about everybody else in the IXWA and bragging about how this company's never going to be the same now that he's here, maybe he should actually *earn* a victory or two first... I mean, really... First he knocked out the referee, then his opponent walked out on the match... He didn't win because he was better, Kimberly... In fact, I can't believe the ring announcer called that a win at all...
KM: So tonight?
LD: Tonight I'm going to give Ryan Chase a re-introduction to real wrestling, not the sports entertainment b...s...-finish stuff we saw last week... You see, Kimberly, while it's true that he may be bigger than me and have a few more years of experience than I do, I think Ryan Chase has forgotten who he used to be... He's forgotten what it's like to be hungry and all of his bad experiences have made him so cynical that he now believes in the tough guy image he's trying to pass off to the fans... But I'm not here to be the tough guy or the thug life guy or the guy in glittery makeup and spandex... I'm here to wrestle, plain and simple...
(Pause...)
LD: And when I step into that ring tonight with Ryan Chase for a shot at the number one contendership to the IXWA Television Championship, I'm going to show the word what the W in IXWA really stands for... I'm going to wrestle... And I'm going to win...
(And as Donegal walks off toward the curtain that separates the backstage area from the ring, we cut back to ringside...)
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Ringside:
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TM: Looks like newcomer Liam Donegal is ready for action...
JT: Like he stands a chance against Ryan Chase!!!
TM: Time will tell... Up to Joey for the introductions...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[The lights go out and the crowd pops as the opening bridge of “Carry on Wayward Son” by Kansas begins to blast out over the PA...]
# Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[A single spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp as Liam Donegal steps out onto the stage wearing pair of plain red wrestling trunks, black knee and elbow pads, and black boots... Raising his left hand to point out at the crowd, Donegal pounds his right fist twice to his chest in a salute, then slowly makes his way down the aisle...]
# Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
SJD: Hailing from Boston, MA and weighing in at 218 pounds... Liam Donegal!!!
[Stopping at the foot of the ramp, Donegal turns to look out at the crowd, nods his head as if satisfied by what he sees, then climbs up the stairs to the ring apron and steps into the ring under the top rope...]
Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[Mounting the second turnbuckle facing the ramp, Donegal salutes the crowd a second time, then hops back down into the ring and turns to face his opponent as the music fades to a close...]
SJD: His opponent...
[“Glory” By the Hollywood Undead blasts over the PA system as the lights dim... A beat passes and Cassie Lain steps out from behind the curtain... She takes several steps and stops, pointing back at the curtain just as Ryan Chase steps out before the crowd to a loud chorus of boos... He stops at the top of the isle and sneers at the crowd as he begins to slowly make his way to the ring, ignoring the fans as they jaw at him...]
SJD: Hailing from Huntington Beach, CA and weighing in at 253 pounds... Accompanied by Cassie Lain... Ryaaaaaaaan Chaaaaaaaaaaaaase!!!
[Cassie climbs up on the ring apron followed by Chase, who pulls the top rope up for her as she enters the ring... Chase follows her into the ring and takes several steps toward the middle of the ring and raises his arm in the air as the crowd continues to boo...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
Television Championship #1 contendership
Liam Donegal Vs Ryan Chase
(winner will get a championship match on February 21)
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a shoulderblock...
Ryan Chase hits a bodyslam on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase locks Liam Donegal in a full nelson...
Liam Donegal is struggling to reach the ropes...
Liam Donegal inches his way towards the ropes after 7 seconds...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a kick to the thigh...
Ryan Chase goes for a vertical suplex, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal whips Ryan Chase into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with an elbow...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a running knee lift...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Ryan Chase takes Liam Donegal down with a jawbreaker...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with an elbowdrop...
Ryan Chase executes a thrust kick to the head on Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a flying dropkick...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with an atomic drop...
Ryan Chase climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Liam Donegal throws him to the mat...
Liam Donegal whips Ryan Chase into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with an elbow...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with an elbow...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a hammerlock reverse DDT...
Liam Donegal goes for a bulldog, but Ryan Chase counters it with an Achilles tendon hold...
Liam Donegal reaches the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds...
A fan at ringside badmouths Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits a running clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is going for the cover...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ryan Chase uses a spinebuster on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with an Exploder suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a kick to the thigh...
Ryan Chase executes a shoulderbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a flying dropkick...
A fan at ringside badmouths Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase executes a bodyslam on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase goes for a DDT, but Liam Donegal counters it with a low blow...
Liam Donegal goes for a snap suplex, but Ryan Chase counters it with a vertical suplex...
Ryan Chase uses a kick to the thigh on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase uses an atomic drop on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase goes for a backbreaker, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal whips Ryan Chase into the ropes...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a flying clothesline...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a running clothesline...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with an elbow...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a kick...
Liam Donegal attempts to place Ryan Chase on the turnbuckle, but Ryan Chase blocks it...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a sitdown faceslam...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal locks Ryan Chase in a rear chinlock...
Ryan Chase is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ryan Chase tries to escape the hold...
Ryan Chase manages to grab the ropes after 15 seconds...
Liam Donegal nails Ryan Chase with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...
There are lots of chants for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal executes a twisting neckbreaker on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal nails Ryan Chase with a bodyslam...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with a kick...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a kick...
Liam Donegal uses a snap suplex on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal has the crowd going wild...
Liam Donegal is going for the cover...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Liam Donegal throws Ryan Chase into the turnbuckle...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a swinging neckbreaker...
Liam Donegal has the crowd going wild...
Liam Donegal goes for an arm trap shoulder neckbreaker, but Ryan Chase blocks it...
Ryan Chase goes for a vertical suplex, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal goes for a pumphandle powerslam, but Ryan Chase blocks it...
Ryan Chase kicks Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase punches Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase kicks Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Ryan Chase hits a powerslam on Liam Donegal...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ryan Chase sends Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle...
Ryan Chase runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Liam Donegal lifts his knee...
Liam Donegal hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on Ryan Chase...
The crowd is really behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal uses a jab on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal covers Ryan Chase...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a swinging neckbreaker...
There are lots of chants for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal uses a headsmash into the turnbuckle on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a belly-to-back suplex...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal nails Ryan Chase with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal hits a twisting neckbreaker on Ryan Chase...
The crowd is really behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal gets the Koji clutch on Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase reaches the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...
There are lots of chants for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with a shoulderblock...
Ryan Chase misses with an elbow...
Liam Donegal misses with an elbow...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a kick...
Ryan Chase hits a kick to the thigh on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase executes a backbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase uses a spinebuster on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase locks Liam Donegal in a side headlock...
Liam Donegal is struggling to reach the ropes...
Liam Donegal gets hold of the ropes after 8 seconds...
Ryan Chase executes a release German suplex on Liam Donegal...
A fan at ringside badmouths Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase covers Liam Donegal...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ryan Chase takes Liam Donegal down with a bulldog...
Ryan Chase executes a flying axhandle on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase sends Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Liam Donegal goes for a German suplex, but Ryan Chase counters it with an elbow smash...
Ryan Chase uses a flying axhandle on Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase whips Liam Donegal into the ropes, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a kick...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a roundhouse kick...
Liam Donegal is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Liam Donegal goes for a clothesline, but Ryan Chase ducks out of the way...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a kick to the thigh...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase executes a flying clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase executes the Endgame on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Ryan Chase throws Scott Braski over the top rope...
Scott Braski is out cold...
Ryan Chase uses a fall away slam on Liam Donegal...
Scott Braski crawls back into the ring...
Scott Braski gets up...
Scott Braski disqualifies Ryan Chase...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
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Winner: Liam Donegal
Time of match: 0:10:50
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SJD: The winner of the match and the #1 contender to the IXWA Television Championship – Liam Donegaaaaaaaaaaaallllll!!!
JT: Dongeal won’t be happy with that... He didn’t end it with a pin... He won’t feel he’s earned the win...
TM: That’s by the by to be fair... Though I’m a little more concerned that Ryan Chase hasn’t got up yet from that fall away slam...
[Indeed – Chase is lying in the ring and clutching his right knee... The referee is signalling to the back and paramedics are soon jogging down the aisle and into the ring as Liam Donegal and the referee look on...]
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OCW Presents: Monday Night Massacre
LIVE!!! Monday, March 17th 2014
From the Andrew College Gymnasium in Cuthbert, Georgia
Craig Adams Vs Jason Xavier
Drew Stevenson Vs “Sadistic Insanity” Damian Payne
Sean Fuller Vs Tiami Tyler-Santos
Fatal Four Way
Alice Knight Vs Angelle Laree Vs Mia Stone Vs The Harlequin
Non-Title Match
Kenshin Takamura (c) Vs Richard
Main Event: Lethal Lottery Semi-Final Tag Team Match
“The Ripper” Danny B & Amber “Distorted Angel” Ryan Vs
Mario Maurako & Pryde
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Backstage:
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[After throwing many punches in thin air and watching the number one contender match for his television title... Lucifer is still sitting in that chair that Doomsday told him to do so... The big man is thinking to himself as he gets himself ready for his title defense later on...]
KNOCK!!!
[Lucifer's thoughts have been broken up by a knock on the locker room door...]
Lucifer: COME ON IN!!!
[Lucifer is probably thinking it might be either Mandy or Kimberly wanted an interview before his match... However, no Doomsday is in sight for him to do the talking... He is not looking forward to it... But as he turns around that intense stare that he did have has turned into a wicked smile...]
Lucifer: This is a little bit of a surprise?
[We see that it is Frostbite...]
CROWD: YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
[Frostbite walks over and shakes the big man's hand before he takes a seat on the bench...]
Lucifer: So to what do I owe this honor?
Frostbite: Coming to discuss business...
Lucifer: Well, Doomsday is going to get me some water...
Frostbite: That is cool... I actually wanted to talk to you...
Lucifer: For?
Frostbite: About Jack Williams...
Lucifer: Ah... Yes, you have a match with him later on...
Frostbite: I wanted to pick your brain on the man... After all you beat the man, twice already...
Lucifer: True... But why talked to me...
Frostbite: Looking for some inside information... Tapes are great, but you have been in the ring with the guy... Your input could help more...
Lucifer: I see your point... You remind me of Doomsday so damn much...
Frostbite: In what way?
Lucifer: You two like watching tapes until the wee hours in the morning...
Frostbite: Nothing wrong with that... Nothing wrong knowing the person inside and out...
Lucifer: And did it help?
Frostbite: Most of the time... But that damn Eraser... I could watch film all day and night and he would come up with something different, I never seen before...
Lucifer: Didn't you work out with him a couple of years ago?
Frostbite: I reached out to him to help me train for a world title match in Shootfire World...
Lucifer: Remember the place... Doomsday and I did a tag team tournament for them...
Frostbite: Too bad the place closed down... But I did learn something from him...
Lucifer: And, that was...
Frostbite: Always do something new... Don't be afraid to get into that ring and switch up... Throw your opponents off guard...
Lucifer: I guess that is what Doomsday has been preaching to me...
Frostbite: Smart man... Listen to the guy... He will make you world champion, someday...
Lucifer: And when that day comes... How about a match between the two of us...
Frostbite: You think, you might be ready for that...
Lucifer: I know, I will...
[Lucifer looks at the clock on the locker room wall...]
Lucifer: I wonder where he could be...
Frostbite: I am sure he is getting your water... Don't know, how the walk might be to get that water...
Lucifer: True...
Frostbite: Listen... Give me a few tips on your time in the ring with Jack... Afterwards, I will go look for Doomsday...
Lucifer: Got yourself a deal...
[The two discuss some strategy as we head back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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TM: This is a great show so far and it’s only going to get better...
JT: Really? Are you leaving?
TM: No – that’s just rude!!! We have heard from our Extreme Warrior Champion earlier this week though... Let’s take a look at that...
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XtremeTron:
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[Scene opens outside on a mountain top... The sun is just rising over the peak and the sky is a mix of fiery red and grayish azure blue... Footsteps can be heard running up the paved asphalt trail that cuts through the surrounding wood line... Heavy breathing as well... The pace of the footsteps quickens to an all-out sprint... “Random Violence” Jack Williams sprints into frame... His heavy breath turning into steam in the crisp morning air... He walks around in circles with his hands on top of his head and catches his breath... It begins to slow as he turns to face the camera...]
JW: Frostbite congratulations... You got exactly what you wanted... You got a shot at the very best this business has to offer... The man who has found redemption in the IXWA... The man who climbed a mountain, and now stands on top of it, literally and figuratively... Frostbite the call you The Cold Hearted B*st*rd... Well let me tell you something... I know cold hearted people... Hell I was even married once... Talk about cold hearted, her Divorce Attorney took the cake!!! Still the cold is something that never bothered me... Coldness equals numbness... All the cold has ever done is taken away whatever pains me... So why should I be worried then?
[Williams glares at the camera]
JW: Frostbite if anyone should be worried, it should be you... See what you did is walk into this fed, make an enemy of two unknown people who seem to want to physically put you on the shelf... Seem to be relying on someone named Lucifer as an ally and all while asking to face a Champion who has dedicated himself to the single minded pursuit of VIOLENCE!!! A man who loves his belt and will do everything in his power to ensure he keeps it!!! A man who would just a soon break your fingers as opposed to shake your hand... A man who would turn the fans heads by turning yours right off your neck!!! A man who has worked and sacrificed everything to be where he is today... Who came here Day 1 of the re-birth of IXWA!!! A man who fought through matches and tournaments to reach the top... As opposed to walking in the front door and having it all handed to me...
[Williams smirks]
JW: This brings us to Ryan Chase... Ryan keep my dang name out of your mouth unless you want me to snatch it out of it... Along with your tongue and half of your teeth in the process!!! For man to come into my fields and start tossing my name around like he knew anything about anything? Here’s what I know boy!!! I went though the best this place had to offer and all in one night to EARN the right to have you call ME Champion... I have earned everything I ever got in this sport son, both good and bad... I’ll be dam [CENSORED] if I will let some pup walk in here and think he can talk about me like that... Watch your back Ry Guy!!! Or you wind up being another notch in Ol’ Hickory!!!
[Williams smiles...]
JW: So Frostbite, come get some!!! Ryan go sit down and zip that trap of yours and everything will be alright!!! Keep running your mouth and find out what “Random Violence” is all about... Doubt it?
[Williams smirks]
JW: Then You’re Dummer’n Moose Poop!!!
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Backstage:
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[Frostbite is seen leaving the locker room where he had a nice discussion with Lucifer... He was getting some last minute tips on to defeat Jack Williams... Frostbite plans on using those tips in hopes of getting the victory... As we catch him leaving the locker room with an intense look in his blue eyes as he appears to be completely focussed... So much so that he is oblivious to the fact that Dexter Payne is walking towards him in the corridor and steps to the side as Frostbite walks past... Payne turns and smiles to himself and shakes his head before walking off in the other direction...]
TM: Those two certainly have some history!!!
JT: Hell yeah... Back in the ICWF...
Voice: HEY WE NEED SOME HELP HERE!!!
[A voice shouts out, as this gets Frostbite attention... He sees a few people flying by him and this gets him curiosity buzzing... Frostbite decides to follow right behind him... He does so for a few more seconds until he spots a crowd of people already surrounded something as we see a few people forming a circle around whatever...]
Voice: Where is the medical staff?
[Frostbite tries to see what is going on, but can't really see... He walks over to get a closer look, but still can't see what is going on... As he gets even closer... He sees a pair of brown boots, which looks very usual to him...]
Frostbite: Please allow me to get through...
[He tries to push through even more...]
Frostbite: What in the hell is going on?
Voice: We need some help...
[As he finally is able to push through an expression on Frostbite's face turns into a state of shock... It is a large body on the floor... The person is face down...]
Frostbite: Dear God...
[It appears to be Doomsday...]
Frostbite: Step back before, I beat you to a bloody mess...
[People start to step back...]
Frostbite: Where in the hell are the medics?
[Frostbite kneels down as he tries and does turn over Doomsday who has a glazed over look in his green eyes...]
Frostbite: Can you hear me?
[Doomsday nods his head...]
Frostbite: What happened?
[He tries to listen to Doomsday, who certainly appears to be a bit woozy...]
Doomsday: They attacked me...
Frostbite: The two masked guys?
Doomsday: Yeah...
[Finally medical help arrives as they push themselves through the small crowd...]
Frostbite: Take care of him...
[Frostbite stands up...]
Frostbite: This crap has got to stop...
[He shakes his head... As he does so, a backstage hand walks up to Frostbite...]
Backstage hand: Should I tell Lucifer about the attack?
Frostbite: I will tell him... If you do it he will throw you across the locker room and destroy it at the same time...
[He looks at Doomsday...]
Frostbite: I will take care of everything... I am going to put an end to this...
[He walks away as the medics attend to Doomsday as he goes back to the locker room to deliver the bad news to Lucifer...]
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[Several minutes have passed since the attack on Doomsday... We get a quick peek inside Lucifer's locker room and from what we can tell the place is torn up quite a bit... Some lockers are torn off their hinges... Some lockers are bent from either a punch thrown by Lucifer or a forearm shot or kick... It really doesn't matter, the big man is ticked off by the news that he has received...]
Voice: Calm down...
Lucifer: How in the hell do you want me to calm down?
[We see that Frostbite is trying to get the big man to take a chill pill, but it is having no effect...]
Lucifer: Those two better hope I don't find them...
[Lucifer’s face is turning blood red as he is certainly ticked off...]
Frostbite: Please, calm down... You have a title defense...
Lucifer: I know that... But my manager is lying in some medical station around here...
Frostbite: Look, I know that you are worried about Doomsday, but this isn't going to help you focus on your match...
Lucifer: I will rip Max head off his shoulders... Then, I will search and cripple those two...
[Lucifer pauses as he is thinking...]
Lucifer: Hell, I am going to track them down right now...
[As he is about to storm out of the locker room... Frostbite grabs him by his massive left arm...]
Frostbite: Lucifer, please use your head... Doomsday would want you to focus on the task at hand and that is holding onto the title...
[Lucifer looks back at Frostbite and him holding his arm...]
Lucifer: You better let go of my arm or I will toss you across this locker room...
Frostbite: Calm down for once... Damn, you are quite the hot head...
Lucifer: My best friend and my manager is hurt... And by two masked men that are after you...
[Frostbite looks at Lucifer as if he is about to take his head off his shoulders...]
Frostbite: So you are blaming me for this crap?
Lucifer: Those mask men are after you and not myself and Doomsday for whatever reason...
Frostbite: Listen, you were right here in this locker room when Doomsday said that you both had my back...
Lucifer: I know what he said... But that still is settling the fact that he is hurt...
Frostbite: I don't have a clue who in the hell is after me...
[A slight pause...]
Frostbite: I am sorry, if my Doomsday involvement as gotten him in this mess... But you better remember this... They are probably coming after you as well for sticking up for me last week...
Lucifer: I am sure they will... And they can try to...
Frostbite: And they could cost you the television title as well...
Lucifer: I don't have Doomsday as a lookout... And besides this will be the first time, I have to go out there without him by my side...
[Frostbite shakes his head...]
Frostbite: I understand that... But explain this to me...
[Lucifer looks right into Frostbite's intense blue eyes...]
Frostbite: I am sure you and Doomsday have a game plan in place for tonight match...
Lucifer: Yes, we do... Actually we have switched a few things up...
Frostbite: Because Max is a veteran and probably has looked at some tape on you...
Lucifer: Exactly what Doomsday said...
Frostbite: So you know what to do?
Lucifer: Yes, I do... But---
Frostbite: Come on, Doomsday has plenty of confidence in you to execute the plan... I am sure you will...
Lucifer: It will feel strange without him out there...
Frostbite: I am going to guess that medical staff will not clear him to come down to the ring with you...
[Frostbite strokes his chin...]
Frostbite: How about I talk to Neil... And see if I can come down to the ring with you and manage you for one night...
Lucifer: Really?
Frostbite: Also, I can watch your back just in case they strike as well...
[Lucifer thinks about it...]
Lucifer: I guess that could work...
Frostbite: Wait here for a few minutes... I will talk it over with Neil, and get the ball rolling...
Lucifer: He will let you do so...
Frostbite: I think he will especially with the turn of events...
[Frostbite pats Lucifer on his right shoulder...]
Frostbite: I promise after your successful title defense... We both will comb every inch of this building and find them and beat their ass...
[Lucifer puts a big boot right into a nearby locker and destroys it...]
Lucifer: Sounds like a plan...
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Ringside:
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TM: It’s certainly all kicking off tonight...
JT: And there’s still more to come... Up now we have Frostbite’s debut here in the IXWA... Over to you, Joey...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[“Hunt You Down” by Salvia blast out over the sound system as Frostbite throws back the curtain as he looks down at first, but he slowly raises his head up as the cameras catch the intense look in his blue eyes...
Crowd: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
SJD: Weighing in at 226 pounds and hailing from Boulder, Colorado... He is the “Cold Hearted [BLEEP]... Frostbiiiiiiiite!!!
[Frostbite strides towards the ring - along the way down the aisle he cracks his neck from side to side as he never takes his eyes off the ring... He slaps a few hands on the way down to the ring... As he gets to ringside he hops up on the ring apron and jumps over the top rope... He takes off his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd... He bounces off the ropes twice as he makes his way toward the middle of the ring...]
SJD: His opponent...
[The opening chords to “Violence Fetish” by Disturbed wail... After the opening few lines and guitar interlude, Williams emerges... He walks out slowly, surveying the crowd... He salutes them by raising his axe handle, Ole’ Hickory into the air in one hand and the IXWA Extreme Warrior Championship in the other... He then points Ole' Hickory at his opponent in the ring...]
SJD: Hailing from San Antonio, Texas and weighing in at 280 pounds... He is the IXWA Extreme Warrior champion... He is “Random Violence” Jaaaaaaack Williaaaaaaaaaaaaaams!!!
[Williams deliberately makes his way to the ring and slides under the bottom rope... He then ascends the near turnbuckle and scales it to the middle turnbuckle... He again salutes the crowd with the axe handle before jumping off the turnbuckle and handing both Ole' Hickory and the championship belt to the referee...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
Non-title match:
“Cold Hearted B*st*rd” Frostbite
Vs “Random Violence” Jack Williams
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Jack Williams punches Frostbite...
Jack Williams is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
Jack Williams is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Jack Williams whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits a Gorilla Press on Frostbite...
Jack Williams takes Frostbite down with a legdrop...
Jack Williams goes for a running clothesline, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite hits a spinebuster on Jack Williams...
Frostbite throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, five, Jack Williams re-enters the ring...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with an elbow smash...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a vertical suplex...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a Death Valley Driver...
Frostbite executes an armbar takedown on Jack Williams...
A small “Frostbite” chant is being started...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams hits a roundhouse right on Frostbite...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with a reverse DDT...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with the Snake Eyes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with an atomic drop...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams misses with a clothesline...
Frostbite goes for a backbreaker, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams goes for a series of jabs, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a backbreaker, but Jack Williams counters it with a facerake...
Jack Williams uses an eye gouge on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for a backdrop, but Frostbite counters it with a sunset flip...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a full nelson slam...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
Jack Williams executes a running clothesline on Frostbite...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a hair pull takedown...
Jack Williams executes a series of mounted punches on Frostbite...
Jack Williams executes a backdrop on Frostbite...
Jack Williams executes a series of punches on Frostbite...
Jack Williams locks Frostbite in a triangle choke...
Dana Riggelman checks Frostbite's arm...
She lifts it... It stays up !!!
Frostbite fights his way out of the hold after 16 seconds...
Frostbite punches Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a kick...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Jack Williams misses with an elbow...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams uses a spear on Frostbite...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite out of the ring...
Jack Williams rolls out under the bottom rope...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite into the ringsteps...
Jack Williams sets up a table...
Jack Williams sets up Frostbite on the table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Frostbite through the table with a piledriver, but he blocks it...
Frostbite executes a flying elbowdrop on Jack Williams...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Frostbite goes for a Shining Wizard, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite into the ringpost...
Jack Williams sets up Frostbite on the table...
Jack Williams executes an elbowdrop through the table...
The table is broken in half...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dana Riggelman counts: 3...
Frostbite is busted wide open...
Jack Williams clears the announcers' table...
Jack Williams sets up Frostbite on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes an elbowdrop through the table...
The table is broken in half...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dana Riggelman counts: 4...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite back into the ring...
Jack Williams uses a low blow on Frostbite...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a big boot...
Jack Williams covers Frostbite...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Jack Williams slides out of the ring...
He returns with a baseball bat...
Jack Williams takes a swing at Frostbite with the baseball bat, but he gets out of the way...
Frostbite snatches the baseball bat from him...
Frostbite takes a swing at Jack Williams with the baseball bat, but he gets out of the way...
Jack Williams snatches the baseball bat from him...
Jack Williams hits him with the baseball bat...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dana Riggelman throws the baseball bat through the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a punch...
Jack Williams goes for a right jab, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a backbreaker...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
Jack Williams is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Jack Williams punches Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for a clothesline, but Frostbite counters it with a Fujiwara armbar...
Jack Williams is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Jack Williams makes it to the ropes after 10 seconds...
Frostbite gets a Fujiwara armbar on Jack Williams...
Jack Williams gets hold of the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a belly-to-back suplex...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a kick...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a right jab...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams chops Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
Frostbite has the crowd going wild...
Jack Williams punches Frostbite...
Jack Williams is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a low blow...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Jack Williams hits a kick to the midsection on Frostbite...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite into the turnbuckle...
Jack Williams uses a stomp on Frostbite...
Jack Williams executes a stomp on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for a boot choke, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a Fujiwara armbar, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams takes Frostbite down with a hair pull takedown...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite out of the ring...
Jack Williams goes through the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
Jack Williams climbs back into the ring...
Frostbite climbs back into the ring...
Jack Williams goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Frostbite counters it with a side suplex...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with an elbow smash...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a backdrop...
Frostbite puts Jack Williams in a Fujiwara armbar...
Jack Williams inches his way towards the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
Frostbite falls out of the ring...
Jack Williams goes for a flying elbowdrop, but Frostbite moves out of the way...
Frostbite runs Jack Williams into the ringsteps...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Frostbite uses a flying forearm on Jack Williams...
Frostbite throws Jack Williams back into the ring...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a kick...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with an atomic drop...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with a kick to the midsection...
Jack Williams uses a DDT on Frostbite...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Jack Williams goes for a headbutt, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits a forearm to the back on Jack Williams...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite sets up Jack Williams on the turnbuckle...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a belly-to-belly superplex...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a back heel kick...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a forearm to the back...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite goes for a DDT, but Jack Williams counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams executes a series of mounted punches on Frostbite...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Jack Williams hits a headsmash into the turnbuckle on Frostbite...
Jack Williams takes Frostbite down with a Gorilla Press...
Jack Williams goes for a big boot, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Jack Williams chops Frostbite...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a back heel kick...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a gutwrench suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, Jack Williams re-enters the ring...
Frostbite uses a roundhouse kick on Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite goes for a kneebar, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Jack Williams goes for a sitout powerbomb, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite sends Jack Williams into the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Frostbite comes back and rocks Jack Williams with a kick to the midsection...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Jack Williams chops Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams goes for a clothesline, but Frostbite counters it with a hiptoss...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite puts Jack Williams in a rear chinlock...
Jack Williams tries to escape the hold...
Jack Williams reaches the ropes after holding out for 11 seconds...
Frostbite goes for a triangle choke, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Jack Williams goes for a chokehold, but Frostbite counters it with a kick to the midsection...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a missile dropkick...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite executes the Snowstorm on Jack Williams...
Frostbite goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is going into a frenzy...
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Winner: Frostbite
Time of match: 0:14:49
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SJD: The winner of the match... Frooooooooostbiiiiiiiite!!!
TM: That one was out of control and off the charts...
JT: That’s what happens when you put a pair of crazy mother [BLEEP] in there in a promotion that has “Xtreme” in its title...
TM: Language!!!
JT: Screw you, man!!! This is the IXWA!!!
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Backstage:
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[The camera fades backstage with “The Celtic Crippler” Caleb Foley seen doing diamond push-ups... Caleb is dressed in his ring gear as the camera zooms in on him...]
Caleb Foley:... Forty eight... forty nine... Fifty...
[Foley gets right back up to his feet as he begins to speak to the fans in attendance...]
Caleb Foley: IXWA... The time has come yet again for Mike Gionet and me to make history... Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt your IXWA Tag Team Title will be leaving with us... I am not going to beat around the bush... Talk is cheap and just like last week when we defeated you the outcome will be the same... Dick and Mike you can watch all the film you want but that won't help you in the slightest...
[Caleb pauses for a minute before continuing...]
Caleb Foley: It is such a shame two guys like yourself are representing the tag team division here... IXWA fans deserves champions they should be proud of... You two are nothing more than a couple of pranksters... But don't worry after tonight the joke will be on you... We will get the last laugh...
[The Celtic Crippler flashes that famous smirk of his towards the camera...]
Caleb Foley: You are looking at one half of the new IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions... You don't like it then do something about it... It is as simple as that!!!
[Camera fades to black as Caleb starts jumping jacks...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Up next we have a match for the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championships...
JT: Oh yeah!!!
TM: As “Rock Hard” Dick Ryder--
[Justin sniggers – causing Tony to glare at him...]
TM: -- and “Tasty” Mike Hunt --
JT: Hahahaha!!! Sorry!!!
TM: -- put their championships on the line against Mike Gionet & Caleb Foley... You are SO unprofessional!!!
JT: Sorry man, I couldn’t help it... Over to Joey for the introductions...
[Scene cuts to Joey Diamond mid-ring...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championships... Introducing first...
["Loyal to No-One" by The Dropkick Murphy's plays over the PA as the arena goes completely silent...]
I first meet this man at the Cammen street Tracks
In no shape for success headed nowhere to fast
He may have been someone once by the sound of his call
Now he answers to no one
NO-ONE AT ALL!!!
We all die alone, he shouted as he passed
With no sense of regret, see he never looked back
Though his pride was wounded, his ego was strong
Yea that was his Trouble and this is his Song
You said we die alone; in this case you were right
No friends by your side or family in sight
There'll be no talking your way out this time
So don't count the cash cause you leave it behind
[A hooded man stands at the entrance just bouncing to the beat of the music... His head is down so his face is completely covered... The man lifts up his head to reveal that it is none other Caleb Foley and the crowd has absolutely exploded now with cheers... Caleb pulls the hood off his head and reveals a new hairstyle his reddish hair completely slicked back and a full red beard with a black goatee... Caleb begins to walk down the entrance when he stops; he bends down and pounds his knuckles to the ground and his points up to the sky as a huge pyro display goes off!!! Foley continues to walk down to the ring as the fans are chanting his name but seems not to really be interacting with them as much as his once did... Foley is looking in the ring and he seems to mean business... Foley slides underneath the bottom rope and begins to stretch against the ropes...]
SJD: FROM DUBLIN, IRELAND, STANDING 6 FOOT 1 AND WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS, THIS IS
THE CELTIC CRIPPLER...
CALEB FOLEY!!!
[FACE POP!!!]
SJD: His partner...
[As Rise Against's "Satellite" begins with its power chords, the handsome young Mike Gionet sprints into view... He's got a blue and white color scheme going on - teal half tights, white boots, and his elbow and knee pads in a much darker navy blue to contrast with the tights... Gionet's obvious enthusiasm as he makes a quick entrance gets the crowd excited as well, Mike taking time to slap a couple of hands before he has to head down the ramp and dive under the bottom rope into the ring...]
SJD: From Hawthorne, California and weighing in at 196 pounds... Mike Gionet!!!
[He leaps to his feet, smiling, and runs to one of the corners, facing the entrance while he pumps his fists and mentally prepares...]
SJD: Their opponents...
[Wearing "Double Entendres" red sleeveless t-shirts, "Rock Hard" Dick Ryder & "Tasty" Mike Hunt appear on the screen - with "Studd Muffin" Tiberius Nixon standing behind them... The muscular Ryder raises his chin as he places his fists his on his hips as his partner Hunt flashes a cocky grin, stroking his goatee...]
Cue: "Bulldozer" by Machine Head
[And out steps the tandem of "Rock Hard" Dick Ryder and "Tasty" Mike Hunt wearing ungodly arrogant smirks and slightly bobbing their heads to the music, which is "Bulldozer" by Machine Head... They are, as always, accompanied to the ring by their manager, former ICWF World Tag Team champion, "Studd Muffin" Tiberius Nixon...]
"There's a pain that's inside us and we're letting it ouuuut..."
"Charge right in!!! we dare to fail..."
"No one is giving in, always we live to win!!!"
"A hunger turns and burns inside of all of us..."
"And it will not be denied!!!"
[The fans made sure to show their displeasure, with a selection of cheers, for the arrival of Double Entendres as they scream at the top of their lungs... Hunt and Ryder simply shrugged it off as they peered out at the mostly disapproving fans before glancing to one another...]
"Walking a path unravelled to reach higher level..."
"Challenging always going against the graaaain..."
"Blood for blood!!! That is the rule!!!"
"And we will make the rules!!! Never be fortune's fool!!!"
"There's right and wrong in almost everything we do..."
"For us we do what is right!!!"
[Clenching their fists, Dick and Mike punched knuckles with one another before turning to head towards the ring... All negative signs and reaching hands were ignored by the duo as they continued down the ramp but those that actually cheered them got a glance or a smirk... Once they met the ringside area, Hunt was quick to hop to the apron and slingshot into the ring clearly over the top rope while Ryder took the steps, glancing out the fans and shrugging once more before he ducked into the ring too...]
"Bulldozer-feeds-upon-the-weaker-as-they-fall..."
"Bulldozer crushes ALL!!! ALL!!! UH!!! UH!!!"
[The rhythmic rushing guitar and strong drums continue to pound out loudly over the PA system while Dick and Mike each head to opposing corners to climb up top and, in unison, thrust their clench fists into the air only to prompt another round of boos and vague cheers... Ryder looked down and saw some anti-Double Entendres fans and he pointed a warning down at them...]
"Somebody told me I should do what they told me..."
"But there's a hole in that plan and I'm tearing it dowwwn!!!"
"Trust our guts, follow our hearts!!!"
"No one can break these nuts, these lips ain't kissing butts!!!"
"The path of most resistance tests all of our strength!!!"
"This strength will not be deniiieeed!!!"
[Dropping from his corner, Ryder turned and rushed off the ropes running them out and stretching on them while Mike turned and leaped from his corner, ripping his t-shirt over his head and turning to insultingly throw into the announcer's face...]
"Bulldozer-feeds-upon-the-weaker-as-they-fall..."
"Bulldozer crushes ALL!!! ALL!!! "
"Bulldozer-feeds-upon-the-weaker-as-they-fall..."
"Bulldozer crushes ALL!!! ALL!!!"
"Walking on paths unravelled..."
"Challenging one and all"
"Deeper into the battles..."
"Alone and standing tall"
SJD: Led to the ring by "Studd Muffin" Tiberius Nixon... At a total combined weight of 470 pounds... "Tasty" Mike Hunt... "Rock Hard" Dick Ryder... They are the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions... They are DOUBLE ENTENDRES!!!
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championship:
Caleb Foley & Mike Gionet Vs Double Entendres
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Mike Gionet executes a dropsault on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet whips Mike Hunt into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with a shoulderblock...
Mike Hunt goes for flying headscissors, but Mike Gionet throws him off...
Mike Gionet goes for a flying armdrag, but Mike Hunt side-steps and Mike Gionet crashes to the canvas...
Mike Hunt hits a Russian legsweep on Mike Gionet...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Mike Hunt goes for a back suplex, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Mike Hunt with a double knifehand chop...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet whip Mike Hunt into the ropes...
They hit Mike Hunt with a double backdrop...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley throws Mike Hunt out of the ring...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six,
Mike Hunt re-enters the ring...
Caleb Foley nails Mike Hunt with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley whips Mike Hunt into the ropes...
Mike Hunt misses with an elbow...
Caleb Foley takes Mike Hunt down with a dropkick...
Caleb Foley uses a clothesline on Mike Hunt...
Caleb Foley hits a running knee lift on Mike Hunt...
A small “Caleb Foley” chant is being started...
Caleb Foley takes Mike Hunt down with a flying headbutt...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley goes for a full nelson faceslam, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt tags out to Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet enters the ring and lays out Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley goes for a Huracanrana, but Dick Ryder counters it with a Hotshot...
Dick Ryder goes for a snap suplex, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Mike Gionet enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Dick Ryder with a double snap suplex...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Dick Ryder with a double DDT...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley uses a dropkick to the knee on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley executes an arm wringer on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley kicks Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley chops Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley kicks Dick Ryder...
A small “Caleb Foley” chant is being started...
Caleb Foley goes for a snap suplex, but Dick Ryder counters it with a small package...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder complains about a slow count...
Dick Ryder executes a spinebuster on Caleb Foley...
Dick Ryder covers Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dick Ryder catches Caleb Foley in a Boston crab...
Caleb Foley makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds...
Dick Ryder takes Caleb Foley down with a piledriver...
Dick Ryder nails Caleb Foley with a spinebuster...
Dick Ryder goes for an inverted DDT, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley nails Dick Ryder with a hiptoss...
Caleb Foley nails Dick Ryder with a flying huracanrana...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Caleb Foley executes a kneebreaker on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley nails Dick Ryder with a DDT...
Caleb Foley goes for a backbreaker, but Dick Ryder blocks it...
Dick Ryder takes Caleb Foley down with a pumphandle slam...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dick Ryder...
Dick Ryder catches Caleb Foley in an anklelock...
Caleb Foley gets hold of the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Dick Ryder takes Caleb Foley down with a piledriver...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Mike Hunt enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt hit Caleb Foley with a double snap suplex...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double elbow smash...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double backdrop...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double backdrop...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double kick to the midsection...
Mike Hunt leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder hits a suplex into a powerslam on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder is going for the cover...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder runs into the ropes...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with an inverted DDT...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a running knee lift...
Dick Ryder executes a suplex into a powerslam on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder tags out to Mike Hunt...
Dick Ryder executes a Samoan Drop on Caleb Foley...
Mike Hunt executes a missile dropkick on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Hunt and Dick Ryder whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double backdrop...
Dick Ryder leaves the ring...
Mike Hunt whips Caleb Foley into the ropes, but Caleb Foley reverses it...
Mike Hunt misses with a clothesline...
Mike Hunt misses with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley hits Mike Hunt with a dropkick...
Caleb Foley locks Mike Hunt in the STF...
Mike Hunt is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Mike Hunt is struggling to reach the ropes...
Mike Hunt manages to grab the ropes after 10 seconds...
Caleb Foley executes a Huracanrana on Mike Hunt...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley tags out to Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet uses a dropsault on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet goes for a snap suplex, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt hits a Russian legsweep on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt chops Mike Gionet...
Mike Hunt punches Mike Gionet...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Mike Hunt kicks Mike Gionet...
Mike Hunt goes for a double arm DDT, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet nails Mike Hunt with a hiptoss...
Mike Gionet whips Mike Hunt into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with an elbow...
Dick Ryder enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Hunt and Dick Ryder hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dick Ryder leaves the ring...
Mike Hunt whips Mike Gionet into the ropes...
Mike Gionet misses with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet goes for a Huracanrana, but Mike Hunt counters it with a jumping bomb...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt goes for a tornado DDT, but Mike Gionet throws him off...
Mike Gionet hits a hiptoss on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet goes for an armdrag, but Mike Hunt counters it with spinning headscissors...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with a top-rope corkscrew splash...
Mike Hunt goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Mike Gionet counters it with a side suplex...
In turn, Mike Hunt counters it with spinning headscissors...
Mike Hunt goes for a snap suplex, but Mike Gionet counters it with a small package...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a back suplex, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt punches Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet hits Mike Hunt...
The crowd is starting to get behind Mike Gionet...
Mike Hunt chops Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt punches Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt takes Mike Gionet down with a double arm DDT...
Mike Hunt throws Mike Gionet into the turnbuckle...
Mike Hunt runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Mike Hunt nails Mike Gionet with a kick to the midsection...
Mike Hunt runs into the ropes...
Mike Gionet takes Mike Hunt down with a drop toe hold...
Mike Gionet uses a dropkick to the knee on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet goes for a moonsault, but Mike Hunt gets his knees up...
Mike Hunt takes Mike Gionet down with a snap suplex...
Mike Hunt nails Mike Gionet with a double arm DDT...
Mike Hunt executes a missile dropkick on Mike Gionet...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Hunt goes for a Russian legsweep, but Mike Gionet counters it with an elbow smash...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Caleb Foley rolls out of the ring...
Mike Hunt places Mike Gionet on the turnbuckle...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with a top rope huracanrana...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt executes the FUGGETABOUTIT!!! on Mike Gionet...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Mike Hunt kicks Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt chops Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet hits Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet hits Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet uses a drop toe hold on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet nails Mike Hunt with a flying bodypress...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Mike Gionet goes for a flying forearm, but Mike Hunt ducks out of the way...
Mike Hunt tags out to Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley enters the ring and throws Mike Hunt out of the ring...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley whip Dick Ryder into the ropes...
They hit Dick Ryder with a double fist to the midsection...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet goes for a backdrop, but Dick Ryder blocks it...
Dick Ryder runs into the ropes...
Dick Ryder misses with a shoulderblock...
Dick Ryder hits Mike Gionet with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder nails Mike Gionet with a gutwrench powerbomb...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder uses a Death Valley Driver on Mike Gionet...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dick Ryder locks Mike Gionet in an anklelock...
Mike Gionet grabs the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Dick Ryder locks Mike Gionet in an anklelock...
Mike Gionet grabs the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds...
Dick Ryder goes for a spear, but Mike Gionet side-steps and Dick Ryder crashes to the canvas...
Mike Gionet hits a dropsault on Dick Ryder...
A small “Mike Gionet” chant is being started...
Mike Gionet whips Dick Ryder into the ropes...
Dick Ryder goes for a clothesline, but Mike Gionet counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
In turn, Dick Ryder counters it with a facerake...
Dick Ryder goes for a brainbuster, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet kicks Dick Ryder...
The crowd is starting to get behind Mike Gionet...
Dick Ryder kicks Mike Gionet...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dick Ryder...
Dick Ryder goes for a clothesline, but Mike Gionet counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
The crowd is starting to get behind Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet executes a drop toe hold on Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet hits a moonsault on Dick Ryder...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet gets a rear chinlock on Dick Ryder...
Dick Ryder tries to escape the hold...
Dick Ryder grabs the ropes after being trapped for 22 seconds...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley hits Dick Ryder with a dropkick...
Mike Gionet hits a crucifix on Dick Ryder...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, kickout...
Mike Gionet throws “Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson over the top rope...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson is out cold...
Caleb Foley hits a palm blow on Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet hits a crucifix on Dick Ryder...
There is no referee to count...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson crawls back into the ring...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Hunt enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Caleb Foley hits Dick Ryder with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet nails Dick Ryder with a back suplex...
Caleb Foley hits Dick Ryder with a dropkick...
Mike Gionet goes for a rolling reverse cradle, but Dick Ryder side-steps and
Mike Gionet crashes to the canvas...
Dick Ryder further incites the crowd...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder gets a figure-four leglock on Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet breaks the hold after 8 seconds...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley whip Dick Ryder into the ropes...
They attempt to hit Dick Ryder with a double fist to the midsection, but he counters it with a double clothesline...
Numerous fans are using Dick Ryder for target practice...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Mike Gionet counters it with a facerake...
Mike Gionet hits Dick Ryder with a snap suplex...
Mike Gionet runs into the ropes...
Mike Gionet nails Dick Ryder with a flying forearm...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet takes Dick Ryder down with a Huracanrana...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a kneedrop, but Dick Ryder rolls out of the way...
Dick Ryder is going for the pin...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dick Ryder executes the Bump and Grind on Mike Gionet...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dick Ryder executes a Samoan Drop on Mike Gionet...
Dick Ryder tags out to Mike Hunt...
Dick Ryder enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Mike Hunt and Dick Ryder hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dick Ryder leaves the ring...
Mike Hunt goes for a snap suplex, but Mike Gionet counters it with a small package...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Mike Hunt with a double snap suplex...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley executes a German suplex on Mike Hunt...
Both combatants' shoulders are on the mat...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, Caleb Foley lifts a shoulder, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley complains about a slow count...
Mike Hunt executes an inside cradle on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Mike Hunt hits Caleb Foley with a Russian legsweep...
Mike Hunt nails Caleb Foley with a superkick...
Mike Hunt whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Mike Hunt goes for a snap suplex, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley goes for a running knee lift, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt nails Caleb Foley with a swinging neckbreaker...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt runs into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Caleb Foley with a swinging neckbreaker...
Mike Hunt is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Mike Hunt tags out to Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double clothesline...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt hit Caleb Foley with a double snap suplex...
Mike Hunt leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder runs into the ropes...
Dick Ryder misses with a shoulderblock...
Dick Ryder misses with a shoulderblock...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
“Studd Muffin” Tiberius Nixon pulls down the top rope...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson threatens Dick Ryder with disqualification...
Dick Ryder goes through the ropes...
Dick Ryder shoves Caleb Foley into the guardrail...
“Studd Muffin” Tiberius Nixon comes from behind, but Caleb Foley nails
“Studd Muffin” Tiberius Nixon...
Dick Ryder executes a powerslam on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Dick Ryder uses a drop toe hold on Caleb Foley...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Dick Ryder throws Caleb Foley into the guardrail...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Dick Ryder goes for a Samoan Drop, but Caleb Foley counters it with an elbow smash...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 2...
[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
TM: The time limit has expired...
JT: “Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson is letting the match continue...
Caleb Foley shoves Dick Ryder into the guardrail...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 3...
Caleb Foley goes for a flying huracanrana, but Dick Ryder side-steps and
Caleb Foley crashes to the canvas...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 4...
Dick Ryder runs Caleb Foley into the ringpost...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 5...
Dick Ryder shoves Caleb Foley into the guardrail...
Dick Ryder goes for a snap suplex, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley throws Dick Ryder back into the ring...
Caleb Foley hits a backbreaker on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley executes the Irish Blessing on Dick Ryder...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is going crazy...
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Winners and NEW IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions:
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet
Time of match: 0:20:48
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SJD: The winners of the match and NEEEEEEWWWWW IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions... Mike Giooooneeetttttt and Caleb Foooooooooolllllllleeeeeeeeyyyyy!!!
[Steve Anderson hands the title belts to Gionet and Foley who look exhausted – but not as exhausted as the former champions...]
TM: Brand new tag team champions crowned here tonight...
JT: This night just keeps getting more and more amazing... I’m not sure how much more I can take...
TM: Well – there’s just one match left and that is for the IXWA Television Championship I understand Mandy McGraff is standing by backstage with Max Caschera...
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Backstage:
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MM: Max, tonight you face Lucifer in the Main Event for the Television Championship... This is your second week in a row that you are in the Main Event... Last week you came up short, despite it not being a title match, I can only assume you are going to put in a better effort tonight...
MC: Mandy, last week I was not at 100%, the reason for that is private, I tried to give 100% like I always do but you see, I got a phone call before I went out for my match and it wasn’t good news...
MM: I'm... I'm sorry Max, is everything ok?
MC: Honestly, no and I just don’t feel like doing much, the issue is a private one at the moment and I am here because I am contracted to be here... Let me just say that there is more to life than all this... I love this business, I love the fans, I love being out in that ring, hell, we have had our difference but I love Bonser
MM: Max, What are you trying to get at? Are you--
MC: Dying? God no...
MM: Actually I was going to ask if you were coming out?
MC: After the show? I think I could go out for 1 or 2 drinks, maybe dinner?
MM: No Max I meant... *sigh* Never mind...
MC: Well anyway, I'm looking forward at getting to take on Lucifer again; I have been keeping an eye on him... Will I win the title? I don’t know but I am going to make the most of this opportunity!!!
MM: Thank You for your time Max, best of luck!!!
MC: So... Where would you like to go after the show? I know this nice little place on Talbert Avenue, does Mexican food...
MM: Seriously? You want to take me Taco Bell?
MC: I mean Irish Pub in Slater Ave, Silky Sullivan's...
MM: I don’t think so Max...
[Mandy walks off leaving Max on his own]
MC: Oh come on Mandy, it will be like old times!!!
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Ringside:
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JT: Awkward!!!
TM: Just a bit!!! Over to Joey for the introductions...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[Max Caschera appears at the top of the entrance way... He looks around the arena to the crowd and starts to walk down towards the ring... He walks around the ring to the left towards the announcers and shakes hands with them before climbing onto the ring and getting in...]
SJD: Hailing from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 375lbs... Max Caschera!!!
[He walks over to the corner turnbuckle and climbs to the top, raising his fist in the air before pointing out to the fans...]
SJD: His opponent...
["Born to Raise Hell" by Motorhead cranks throughout the sound system a loud boom is heard coming from top of the entrance way as black smoke surrounds it... Lucifer emerges through the smoke with his Frostbite by his side... Frostbite leans in to whisper a few words, as Lucifer looks into the ring at his opponent with an intense look in his red eyes, as his eyes roll back into his head...]
SJD: Led to the ring by Frostbite... Fighting out of Parts Unknown and weighing in at 320 pounds... He is the IXWA Television Champion... He is Lucifer!!!
[The two make their way down to the ring as the two never take their eyes off their opponent... His black leather jacket reads on the back, "Born to raise Hell"... The two get to ringside as he takes off his jacket and tosses it to Frostbite, as he looks back at him... Frostbite points to him and gives nod as the big man climbs the steps and steps over the top ropes as his music quickly comes to an end...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
MAIN EVENT
IXWA Television Championship:
Max Caschera Vs Lucifer (c)
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
Max Caschera is met with a mixture of cheers and boos...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Lucifer...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
Max Caschera is met with a mixture of cheers and boos...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a shoulderblock...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a clothesline...
Lucifer falls out of the ring...
Max Caschera goes through the ropes...
Max Caschera climbs back into the ring...
Lucifer rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Max Caschera nails Lucifer with a gutwrench suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, shoulder up...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a kick to the knee...
Max Caschera executes a top-rope splash on Lucifer...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Max Caschera uses a kneelift on Lucifer...
Max Caschera executes a back suplex on Lucifer...
Max Caschera goes for a release German suplex, but Lucifer counters it with an elbow smash...
Lucifer whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a clothesline...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with an elbow...
Lucifer goes for a bite, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera hits a German suplex on Lucifer...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a dropkick...
Max Caschera goes for a DDT, but Lucifer counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a headbutt...
Lucifer hits a powerbomb on Max Caschera...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer hits a diving headbutt on Max Caschera...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a clothesline...
Lucifer hits a headbutt on Max Caschera...
Lucifer goes for a kick to the head, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera punches Lucifer...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Max Caschera...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
A portion of the crowd is booing Max Caschera...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera...
Lucifer uses a powerbomb on Max Caschera...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Lucifer goes for a thrust to the throat, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera uses a snap suplex on Lucifer...
Max Caschera goes for a backdrop, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer chops Max Caschera...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Lucifer...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Max Caschera...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Max Caschera...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
Max Caschera acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Max Caschera nails Lucifer with a snap suplex...
Max Caschera acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Max Caschera hits a dropkick on Lucifer...
Max Caschera executes an elbow smash on Lucifer...
Max Caschera goes for an uranage suplex, but Lucifer counters it with an elbow smash...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with an elbow...
Lucifer hits a swinging neckbreaker on Max Caschera...
Lucifer goes for a gutbuster, but Max Caschera counters it with a front-layout suplex...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a flying clothesline...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a flying clothesline...
Lucifer executes an uppercut on Max Caschera...
Lucifer takes Max Caschera down with a bite...
Lucifer executes a big boot on Max Caschera...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a Samoan Drop...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a swinging neckbreaker...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer takes Max Caschera down with a Jackhammer...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a backdrop...
Lucifer falls out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Lucifer re-enters the ring...
Max Caschera covers Lucifer...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a uranage suplex...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Lucifer executes a clothesline on Max Caschera...
Lucifer goes for a clothesline, but Max Caschera counters it with a hiptoss...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a knifehand chop...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Lucifer...
Max Caschera acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Lucifer takes Max Caschera down with a Samoan Drop...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits a spear on Lucifer...
Max Caschera throws Lucifer out of the ring...
Max Caschera jumps onto him with a flying cross body press...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Max Caschera shoves Lucifer into the guardrail...
Perry Crabtree counts: 2...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the guardrail...
Max Caschera goes for a backdrop, but Lucifer blocks it...
Perry Crabtree counts: 3...
Lucifer throws Max Caschera back into the ring...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Max Caschera...
Lucifer seemingly enjoys the boos...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Lucifer knocks down Perry Crabtree...
Perry Crabtree is out cold...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a running knee lift...
Perry Crabtree shakes off the pain...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with an uppercut...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a powerbomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a Jackhammer...
Lucifer is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer misses with an elbow...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a shoulderblock...
Lucifer is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Lucifer executes a sidewalk slam on Max Caschera...
Lucifer is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a Jackhammer...
Lucifer is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Lucifer goes for a Jackhammer, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera uses a forearm to the back on Lucifer...
Max Caschera executes an armbar takedown on Lucifer...
Max Caschera seemingly enjoys the boos...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a shoulderblock...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a back heel kick...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera and Lucifer get hit with a double clothesline...
Max Caschera puts Lucifer in a rolling takedown leglock...
Lucifer grabs the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds...
Max Caschera uses a dragon screw on Lucifer...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a full nelson slam...
Max Caschera seemingly enjoys the boos...
Max Caschera hits a knifehand chop on Lucifer...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a uranage suplex...
Max Caschera seemingly enjoys the boos...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Lucifer...
The cheers for Max Caschera are drowning out the boos...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera puts Lucifer in a rear chinlock...
Lucifer makes it to the ropes after holding out for 16 seconds...
Max Caschera nails Lucifer with a knifehand chop...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a backdrop...
Max Caschera places Lucifer on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a belly-to-back superplex...
The boos are resurfacing again...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
The crowd is wildly cheering Max Caschera with only a few scattered boos audible...
Max Caschera hits a vertical suplex on Lucifer...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with an armbar takedown...
Max Caschera gets a Fujiwara armbar on Lucifer...
Lucifer is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Lucifer manages to grab the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Lucifer misses with a clothesline...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Lucifer is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Max Caschera...
Lucifer is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
Lucifer is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
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Winner and still IXWA Television Champion: Lucifer
Time of match: 0:12:44
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SJD: The winner of the match and STILL IXWA Television Champion – Lucifeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
TM: Very nearly had a new Television Champion here tonight...
JT: Another great match...
TM: Absolutely, these two gave it their all...
JT: It was certainly a different look with Frostbite out here with Lucifer...
TM: Didn't seem to matter to Lucifer at all who was out here... It appeared he did okay for himself...
[Frostbite slowly rolls into the ring as he nods at Lucifer...]
JT: Lucifer is one dangerous man...
CROWD: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
TM: Wait a second it appears that they are back...
[The two masked men have returned as they are trying to once again push their way through the crowd...]
JT: Somebody, please tell me where is the security around here?
[Frostbite quickly drops to the floor as he grabs two chairs and slides right back into the ring and hands one to Lucifer...]
TM: It appears they are ready for them...
JT: However when the odds were even earlier they didn't jump... What makes this any different now?
[The two masked men once again hop over the guard rail and this time they too have chairs in their hands...]
TM: This has the makings of something big...
[The two mask men climb up to the ring apron as Lucifer and Frostbite are begging them to come on...]
CROWD: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
JT: HEY!!! From underneath the ring there is another mask man with another chair in tow...
TM: This guy appears to be roughly the same size as they other two...
[He slides into the ring behind Frostbite and Lucifer...]
JT: Come on guys...
[The masked man drills Frostbite right in the back of his head...]
TM: What a chair shot...
[Lucifer quickly turns around to see Frostbite on the mat... As he turns around the other mask men quickly rushed into the ring and connect with hard chair shots to the back of Lucifer's head...]
JT: What another hard chair shot...
[That chair shot sends Lucifer flying out of the ring... All three men turn their attention to Frostbite...]
TM: I don't like the way this looks for Frostbite...
[They pick up their chair and continuous slam them down on various parts of Frostbite's body...]
JT: We need some help out here right now...
[One of the mask men drop to the floor and go underneath the ring and pull out a table...]
TM: I don't like this at all...
[They slide the table into the ring as the other two set it up... They pull Frostbite’s limp body up...]
JT: I hope not...
[It appears they are about to powerbomb Frostbite through the table...]
CROWD: YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!
TM: It is Doomsday... He has a bat in hand...
[Lucifer gets to his feet with a chair in his hand... They both get into the ring...]
CROWD: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
[The three mask men drop to the floor... As Doomsday and Lucifer quickly attend to Frostbite...]
JT: Good thing those two were around...
TM: I would hate to see what they would have done to Frostbite...
JT: But, my God... They are three of them now...
TM: The question is this... Are there more?
JT: And what is their beef with Frostbite?
TM: That is all the time we have for this week...
[As we head off the air we see Doomsday and Lucifer standing over Frostbite with a look on concern on their face as the medical staff attend to Frostbite...]
© IXWA Productions 2014
PRODUCTION CREW: HEY!!!
[We see that it is Frostbite...]
Frostbite: Guys, what is going on? Neil knows you are goofing off...
Production crew: COME ON!!!
Frostbite: Relax, I will not tell...
[Frostbite reaches back into his car and grabs a black bag from the back seat... He shuts the door, as he turns around and gets ready to head into the gym... But along the way he keeps looking around and can't blame him... We the recent attacks coming from the two mask men... Frostbite realizes that he might get jumped at anytime... Tonight would not be a good night with a non-title match against “Random Violence” Jack Williams... Certainly a tough debut with the new company especially against the Extreme Warrior Champion... As Frostbite reaches the back door heading into the gym... Another car, this one a red Ford Focus pulls up right beside Frostbite's car... It appears to be a young lady with short blonde hair... The young lady looks quite stunning wearing a green mini skirt with black high heel shoes... She shuts her door as the production crew spots her...]
Production crew: Hey, Mandy...
Mandy: Guys...
[She spots Frostbite as she walks over to him...]
Mandy: Surprised to see you here this early...
Frostbite: I thought about arriving earlier and getting a look around and put my complete focus on the task at hand this evening...
Mandy: Ah, yes... A match against Jack Williams...
Frostbite: Certainly a tall order in my debut against the champion...
Mandy: Jack is double tough...
Frostbite: I don't doubt that a bit...
[The rain appears to pick up just slightly...]
Frostbite: I didn't know this was an interview?
Mandy: Well, it isn't... Just wanted to get your take on this match and---
Frostbite: The two masked men?
Mandy: That too...
[Frostbite holds the door open as they both head inside...]
Frostbite: First off... Jack Williams... I know the man has been a world champion many times in his long career... But so have I... This situation that Neil has put me in is nothing new... When Neil was running things in the ICWF... He knew that he could count on me to give me a great match... This is nothing different... He wants me to give Jack all he can handle... Trust me, I will do that...
Mandy: I believe Jack said last week... That you can try...
Frostbite: This may be a non-title match... But this is my chance to make an big time impact here... I am sure Jack knows about my reputation... I will show no mercy tonight... Jack, better realize once he looks across the ring and stares right into my intense blue eyes that he isn't in Texas or Kansas anymore... I am going to beat him and Neil will have no choice but to grant me a title match... Mandy when that happens... You can bet that I will win the title, and will be another notch on my belt in my career... 12 time world champion...
Mandy: It appears that you are ready... But--
Frostbite: The masked men...
Mandy: Any closer to knowing who they are?
Frostbite: Still, I have no idea... I will admit, I have made a few enemies in my nine years in this sport... Probably far too many... I keep thinking, who would want me out of here?
Mandy: And nobody strikes you...
Frostbite: Nobody here... Maybe somebody from my past will make there way here and cause me problems...
Mandy: But who?
Frostbite: Maybe, Adam Northstar... We have always had some bad blood... I know Neil has tried to get him to come here... Hell, maybe Tyler Durden and Hootie Blackdog, they put me out of action a couple of times and maybe they would like to finish the job once and for all...
Mandy: Certainly a couple of blasts from the past...
Frostbite: I don't know... I called them out and they answered the challenge... I was beating them both... They got the upper hand and try to hurt me further...
Mandy: Doomsday and Lucifer came to your aid...
Frostbite: Yes they did... I don't know what I would have done if those two didn't come down...
Mandy: Do you think they will show up?
Frostbite: Anything is possible... They could try and interfere in my match later on tonight... I am certainly going to ask Neil for extra security because I don't want the masked men to screw me out of any chance of beating Jack...
Mandy: I can't blame you there... It has everybody on edge around here...
Frostbite: Trust me, Mandy, I will take care of this situation...
[He looks at his watch...]
Frostbite: This has been fun, but I have a match to get ready for... And waiting on Doomsday and Lucifer as well... Hopefully they will give me some tips on how to defeat Jack Williams later on...
[Frostbite leaves Mandy as he hurries down the hall and toward the locker room...]
[The eerie strums of a bass chord...]
IXWA PRESENTS:
[Guitars kick in...]
#Cue “I Predict A Riot” by Kaiser Chiefs#
[Justin Taylor and Tony Monroe arrive and sit at the IXWA Announcer's table... Taylor leans back in his chair, kicking his feet up as he slicks back his hair... Fast motion style; we see the venue fill to capacity with screaming fans!!!]
#Watching the people get lairy#
#It's not very pretty I tell thee#
[The Wang Dynasty lay in to an unidentified team with a pair of chair shots!!! Bang Wang leaps up to Chang Wang's raised hand to slap him five...]
#Walking through town is quite scary#
#And not very sensible either#
[Mike Gionet floats through the air to the ringside area and lands on Scotty Bloom... He spins up to his feet and leans back against the guardrail, the fans at ringside celebrating with the death-defying highflier!!!]
#A friend of a friend he got beaten#
#He looked the wrong way at a policeman#
[Max Caschera applies a VICIOUS crossface to Ned Norton, screaming bloody murders as he wrenches back nearly snapping the man's neck!!!]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[Jack Williams, dripping in sweat, hoists Archibald Smythe up and hit the Redemption Driver and then gets to his feet and Lucifer rips him in half with a blindsided spear!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The Wang Bros driving The Masked Terror's head into the mat with a devastating double DDT!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Caleb Foley seen with Scotty Bloom on the ring apron, Foley suplexes Bloom off the apron and out of view!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[We see Archibald Smythe leap off the ring apron with a flying DDT on Ned Norton!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Scotty Bloom sitting on the top rope... The Masked Terror then delivers a top-rope powerbomb, driving Bloom to the canvas!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there... #
[Max Caschera fights to get The Masked Terror into position and then drills him into the canvas with End of a Legend...]
#La-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
#Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la#
[A bloodied and battered Caleb Foley pulls Lucifer up... And gets nailed with a knee to the mid-section!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Mike Hunt hit the “G” spot on Bang Wang!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Mike Gionet holds JD Stormcloud up!!! Archibald Smythe punched Stormcloud -- laying him out in the ring!!! Smythe went to cover, but Leonard in from behind nailed Smythe with a boot to the back of the head...]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Chaos in the ring as Caleb Foley and Max Caschera are clawing through the sea of turquoise shirted IXWA security!!! The guards hold the two men apart, until Archibald Smythe springs out and nails Martello with a steel chair shot to the head!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Double Entendres are shown jabbing their jaws on the microphone, Tiberius Nixon exchanging heated words!!! Security storms the entrance ramp and hauls Dick Ryder & Mike Hunt out of the building!!!]
#And if there's anybody left in here,#
#That doesn't want to be out there!!!#
[Through a window we see a man tied in a straight jacket, viciously throwing himself around the padded room... He rushes the window, smashing his head repeatedly against the Plexiglas, drawing blood from his own forehead... He rips through a silent scream: The man is clearly insane!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[The music dies down, and replaced with the live, capacity crowd screaming their heads off!!!]
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* FRIDAY NIGHT BEATDOWN *
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TM: Hello and welcome once again to IXWA Friday Night Beatdown...
JT: The jewel in the crown of the Hyper Network...
TM: OK - up first this evening we have the man who failed to win the IXWA Television Championship last week - Archie Smith!!! Against the guy who has done nothing to impress anyone since he arrived... Kody Van Damn!!!
JT: It's Archibald Smythe...
TM: That's what I said... Let's get this one under way with introductions from Joey Diamond...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... And it is for the IXWA Television Championship... Introducing first...
[“Clubbed to Death” by Escala starts over the PA as “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe walks out from the locker room area and stops to apparently revel in the negative reaction from the crowd...]
SJD: Hailing from Royal Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, England and weighing in at 243 pounds... “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe!!!
[After a second or two, he sneers at the crowd and walks down to the ring and walks up the ring steps and climbs through the ropes...]
SJD: His opponent...
[An eerie silence falls quietly over the arena as a quiet rumble begins to grow – suddenly a sinister cackle breaks the silence bellowing out through the darkness... “Get Up” by Korn hits the airwaves... KVD walks out from the back... He stops in the middle of the stage and begins to bounce back and forth pointing to the middle of the ring with his finger with a signal like a gun...]
SJD: Hailing from Miami, Florida and weighing in at 210 pounds... Kody Van Dam!!!
[KVD runs down the aisle and slides through the bottom rope then bounces too his feet in the middle of ring as he taunts the crowd... KVD removes his ring jacket then stretches in the corner as he waits...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
“Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe Vs Kody Van Damn
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Kody Van Damn goes for a running clothesline, but Archibald Smythe ducks out of the way...
Archibald Smythe goes for a fireman's carry takedown, but Kody Van Damn blocks it...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn hits a rolling kick on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe goes for the Fall From Grace, but Kody Van Damn blocks it...
Archibald Smythe runs into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe misses with a clothesline...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe with a clothesline...
Kody Van Damn executes a rolling kick on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn executes a back suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn uses a German suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn misses with a kick...
Archibald Smythe misses with a clothesline...
Kody Van Damn misses with a shoulderblock...
Kody Van Damn uses a rolling kick on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn nails Archibald Smythe with a rolling kick...
Kody Van Damn goes for a Wrist Clutch Exploder, but Archibald Smythe blocks it...
Archibald Smythe goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Kody Van Damn counters it with an elbow smash...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe...
The crowd is cheering on Kody Van Damn...
Kody Van Damn kicks Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe chops Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe executes a scoop slam on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe uses a vertical suplex on Kody Van Damn...
There are lots of chants for Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe uses a piledriver on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe takes Kody Van Damn down with a scoop slam...
Archibald Smythe nails Kody Van Damn with a backdrop...
Archibald Smythe puts Kody Van Damn in a camel clutch...
Kody Van Damn tries to escape the hold...
Archibald Smythe lets go after 11 seconds...
Archibald Smythe is going for the cover...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe executes a piledriver on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe locks Kody Van Damn in a leg grapevine...
Kody Van Damn inches his way towards the ropes after 9 seconds...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn and Archibald Smythe get hit with a double clothesline...
Kody Van Damn nails Archibald Smythe with a gutwrench suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn takes Archibald Smythe down with a moonsault bodyblock...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn complains about a slow count...
Kody Van Damn executes a Frankensteiner on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe with a springboard reverse rana...
The crowd is really behind Kody Van Damn...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn uses a running clothesline on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn executes a gutwrench suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn runs into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn hits Archibald Smythe with a kick...
Kody Van Damn uses a spinning leg lariat on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn gets a bow-and-arrow submission on Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe is struggling to reach the ropes...
Archibald Smythe tries to escape the hold...
Archibald Smythe is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Archibald Smythe makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 15 seconds...
Kody Van Damn hits a flying legdrop on Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn knocks down Scott Braski...
Scott Braski is out cold...
Scott Braski is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
Kody Van Damn nails Archibald Smythe with a German suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Kody Van Damn uses a monkey flip on Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn with an arm wringer...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn into the turnbuckle, but Kody Van Damn reverses it...
Archibald Smythe comes back, but is met with a kick to the midsection...
Kody Van Damn uses a Wrist Clutch Exploder on Archibald Smythe...
Kody Van Damn has the crowd going wild...
Kody Van Damn covers Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Kody Van Damn executes the C4 on Archibald Smythe...
The crowd is going crazy...
Kody Van Damn goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Kody Van Damn goes for a twisting neckbreaker, but Archibald Smythe throws him off...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe goes for a shoulderblock, but Kody Van Damn counters it with a running elbow smash...
In turn, Archibald Smythe counters it with a side step...
Archibald Smythe nails Kody Van Damn with a half nelson suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn with a forearm smash...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the ropes...
Kody Van Damn goes for a flying forearm, but Archibald Smythe ducks out of the way...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Kody Van Damn on the turnbuckle, but Kody Van Damn blocks it...
Archibald Smythe hits a flying cross body press on Kody Van Damn...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn out of the ring...
Archibald Smythe jumps onto him with a flying axhandle...
Archibald Smythe hits Kody Van Damn with a half nelson suplex...
Scott Braski counts: 1...
Archibald Smythe shoves Kody Van Damn into the guardrail...
Archibald Smythe executes the Fall From Grace on Kody Van Damn on the concrete floor...
The crowd is behind Archibald Smythe all the way...
Kody Van Damn is out cold...
Scott Braski counts: 2...
Archibald Smythe hits a forearm smash on Kody Van Damn...
Archibald Smythe takes Kody Van Damn down with a hiptoss...
Scott Braski counts: 3...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn into the ringsteps...
Archibald Smythe knocks Kody Van Damn into the ringpost...
The crowd is really behind Archibald Smythe...
Scott Braski counts: 4...
Archibald Smythe nails Kody Van Damn with a drop toe hold...
Archibald Smythe throws Kody Van Damn into the guardrail...
Scott Braski counts: 5...
Scott Braski counts: 6...
Scott Braski counts: 7...
Scott Braski counts: 8...
Archibald Smythe whips Kody Van Damn into the guardrail...
Scott Braski counts: 9...
Scott Braski counts: 10...
The verdict: A DOUBLE COUNTOUT !!!
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Winner:
None... Double Countout
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SJD: Ladies and gentlemen... This match ends with a double Countout... There is no winner...
JT: Well - that was kinda pointle---
[The crowd roars as every light in the auditorium cuts out at once... On the screen in black and white, a man in a trench coat is seen walking toward the end of a pier, his footfalls echoing loudly through the arena... Ahead of him stands another man, dressed exactly as the first, and as he reaches the end of the pier, he puts a gun to the second man’s head, the light from above falling just so that we can see a smirk and a pierced lip, and then pulls the trigger... Now dead, the man falls backward off the pier, light catching his face to reveal the fact that it’s the same as the shooters, and as he hits the water the music kicks in with the first lines as the name Dexter Payne appears in ripped blue lettering through the water as the body sinks to the depths...]
“I'm not the only one who can't see why it crossed your mind
I see your life and death reduce into a product line
It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine”
[The curtain parts and out steps the man, taking a moment with a tilted head to look around the crowd, basking in the roar that comes with his reveal... The lights come up, tinting the entire arena blue...]
TM: OH MY GOD!!!
“I can't see why, why
You're not a saint, you're a thief
You can't deny, deny
It's all a ploy underneath...”
JT: HOLY SHIT!!! THAT'S DEXTER FUCKING PAYNE!!!
TM: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE?
[His arms rise, gesturing to the crowd, waving them on in their reaction... He turns his head, lights reflecting off the mirrored frames of his sunglasses, and with a quick tuck of his blue tinted hair behind his ears, he begins to head to the ring...]
“All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)”
[He stops at the ring apron, looking around again, and then lazily rolls into the ring, rising to a kneeling position in the center of the ring, with arms outstretched toward the sky...]
“You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
I hope you cry for the one's you've lost...
You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
I hope it's worth all the blood it cost...”
[Dexter rises to his feet, taking a nearby turnbuckle and staring out the crowd with arms spread wide, before turning and dropping to his feet on the mat...]
TM: OH... MY... GOD!!!
[By now Smythe & KVD are back on their feet and back in the ring - facing Payne and glaring at him... They then start arguing with each other as Payne hops down off the turnbuckle and stands watching them... Frustrated - Smythe grabs KVD and pushes him towards Payne who catches him with a spinning heel kick and a then a German suplex...]
JT: Smythe turning on KVD there and pretty much feeding him to Payne...
TM: Smythe looking fairly happy with himself...
JT: But he shouldn't...
[Payne runs forward and launches himself off KVD's back and catches Smythe with a flying forearm... Payne springs to his feet and then slams down onto Smythe with a somersault legdrop... Dexter slowly turns, still on one knee, his sunken eyes scanning the crowd as a mixture between a delightful grin and a sadistic smirk spreads across his face... Sweeping the blue hair out of his eyes, he slowly rises, sauntering to the corner as he motions for a mic, listening to the mixed reaction of the crowd, a crowd who doesn't know how to take in what they have just seen... He grabs the mic and chuckles...]
Payne: Well, hello, IXWA!!!
[He lets the words hang in the air for a moment, the faithful few who remember him cheering as the rest of the crowd buzzes, the arena filled with questions and shock...]
Payne: It's definitely been awhile, hasn't it? I mean, at least 5 years or more, it seems... For those of you who don't know who I am, let me educate you...
[He pauses, leaning against the ropes, that permanent smirk on his lips...]
Payne: I -- am Dexter Payne... Once known as the greatest wrestler who ever lived, and one who WILL be known again as the greatest wrestler who ever lived... The problem with that is that in order to do that - I'm going to have to cut through the pathetic roster that the IXWA has put together - starting tonight...
[He walks back over to the two men still lying prone on the mat and kicks at them disdainfully, shaking his head...]
Payne: If this is any indication of what's in store for me here, I estimate I'll be champion in about, oh - a couple of months at least...
[He chuckles again and climbs to the top turnbuckle, looking out over the crowd...]
Payne: As a king looks over his kingdom, so I look over you... IXWA, I hope you are prepared - the future has arrived...
[His music hits again as he drops from the turnbuckle, tosses the mic on top of one of the men still in the ring, and rolls under the ropes, exiting slowly...]
Voice: Stop that... Stop that right now...
[The camera cuts to the entrance curtain which CEO Bonser has just stepped through...]
Bonser: Yes, you've signed a contract... Yes - you're now a member of the IXWA roster but I had every intention of announcing you as a surprise just before tonight's main event...
[Payne stands looking at Bonser, his head slightly on one side...]
Bonser: OK - so this is how it's going to be then, right? OK - that's fine with me... Get another referee out here because you're in action next... In a handicap match against those two!!!
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TM: We’re back and right out of the blocks – the IXWA is making headlines as it would seem that Dexter Payne has signed an IXWA contract and he made his presence felt just now by attacking the two participants in the opening match...
JT: And CEO Bonser was not impressed with how Payne made his presence felt and has ordered Payne to make his in-ring debut ---- right now
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
2 on 1 Handicap match:
Archibald Smythe & Kody Van Damn Vs Dexter Payne
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Archibald Smythe hits a double underhook suplex on Dexter Payne...
Archibald Smythe whips Dexter Payne into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe and Dexter Payne get hit with a double clothesline...
Archibald Smythe uses a gutwrench suplex on Dexter Payne...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Archibald Smythe locks Dexter Payne in a leg grapevine...
Dexter Payne makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds...
Archibald Smythe attempts to place Dexter Payne on the turnbuckle, but
Dexter Payne blocks it...
Archibald Smythe goes for a fireman's carry takedown, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne hits a spinning back suplex on Archibald Smythe...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a shoulderblock...
Dexter Payne goes for a springboard moonsault, but Archibald Smythe rolls out of the way...
A few fans are cheering on Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe nails Dexter Payne with a scoop slam...
Archibald Smythe catches Dexter Payne in a front facelock...
Dexter Payne makes it to the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds...
Archibald Smythe climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Dexter Payne nails him in the stomach...
Archibald Smythe falls onto the top turnbuckle...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a superplex...
Dexter Payne whips Archibald Smythe into the ropes...
Archibald Smythe misses with an elbow...
Archibald Smythe executes a flying clothesline on Dexter Payne...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Archibald Smythe...
Dexter Payne springs to his feet...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a flying dropkick...
Dexter Payne hits Archibald Smythe with a moonsault bodyblock...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Dexter Payne takes Archibald Smythe down with a springboard moonsault...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Dexter Payne throws Archibald Smythe out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, Archibald Smythe re-enters the ring...
Dexter Payne hits a Huracanrana on Archibald Smythe...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Dexter Payne nails Archibald Smythe with a release German suplex...
Dexter Payne is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Dexter Payne nails Archibald Smythe with a cartwheel splash...
Dexter Payne nails Archibald Smythe with a dropsault...
Dexter Payne is going for the cover...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Archibald Smythe...
Dexter Payne goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
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Winner: Dexter Payne
Time of match: 0:03:36
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SJD: The winner of the match – Dexter Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyynnnneee!!!
TM: Payne made fairly short work of Archibald Smythe there...
JT: And in a reversal – KVD never got into the match... He let Smithy do all the work...
TM: It’s Smythe!!!
JT: Whatever...
TM: Hmm... Right now – we’re going backstage to catch up with the IXWA Television Champion – Lucifer...
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Backstage:
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[As we used to seeing by now... We see the seven foot monster Lucifer back in the locker room as he is preparing for another television title defense against Max Caschera... Lucifer is throwing right and left into the air as if he plans on laying a few of those on Max later on in tonight main event... The big monster a focus man on the task that lays ahead for him later on as he throws more punches, but starts to throw a series of chops, and even throws a big boot in mid air showing up just how much he has improved in his workouts... The big man has come along way in a short period of time in his singles career... He has impressed many with his skills... Bonser knew what he was doing when he signed this guy... Lucifer stops his workouts as he reaches into his locker and grabs a black t-shirt as he pulls it over his head... Our cameras catch the Television title hanging right next to where the t-shirt was... Lucifer looks at the title, but doesn't reach for it... He just stares at it... Maybe the big man is thinking of the tall order that will lay ahead or maybe the big man is thinking of just how it will feel when he leaves the gym tonight still the champion... Certainly a few thoughts are running through his mind at this time... Lucifer decides he is not done with his workouts as he goes back to throwing more right and lefts into the air... As he continues to do so, it appears that one of those lefts almost catch someone right square in the jaw... We see that it is his manager Doomsday...]
Doomsday: Dude, watch where you are throwing those punches...
Lucifer: You didn't have to walk almost right into one...
Doomsday: I am glad that you are focus on tonight match...
Lucifer: I know what lies ahead...
Doomsday: A big test for you tonight against Max Caschera... The man is a veteran of many ring wars... He has won many titles in lots of federations...
Lucifer: Look, I know the guy’s reputation...
Doomsday: We have looked at many tapes of this guy...
Lucifer: I believe way too many... I almost fell asleep on the last couple...
Doomsday: It is what a champion does... He watches his opponent and then comes up with a game plan for their match...
Lucifer: I know that... Something else that you have drilled into my head...
Doomsday: Part of the growing process... You have come this far... You are not going back to square on... Stick to the game plan and you will beat Max...
Lucifer: And you are sure of the plan?
Doomsday: Have, I been wrong thus far since we have been here?
Lucifer: No, but----
Doomsday: You doubt me?
Lucifer: If it isn’t broken don't fix it...
Doomsday: I am betting that Max has watched tapes on you all week long and feels he has you just about figure out... He knows where certain spots in a match where you might hit a certain move... This isn't his first big match...
Lucifer: I understand that... But you think the game plan for this match will work...
Doomsday: It will... We are going to give him something he has never seen before... Again, this is a mark of a great champion... You can't do the same thing over and over again... You must show me a different side...
Lucifer: This will be different...
Doomsday: Trust me... You are going to walk out still the television champion...
Lucifer begins to throw a few more punches into the air...
Doomsday: Why don't you stop that?
Lucifer: Why?
Doomsday: Because, I want you to pull up a chair and sit back here and watch this Liam Donegal against Ryan Chase match... The winner gets a crack at your television title very soon...
Lucifer: More studying?
Doomsday: Correct... I know they are new around here, but you can always learn from a rookie... They are hungry... They want what you have around your waist...
Lucifer: They won't get it...
Doomsday: That is what I like to hear... This Ryan Chase as been shooting off at the mouth already...
Lucifer: I guess if he wins this match... I will be the one to put my boot right in his face and shut his mouth up...
[Doomsday smiles...]
Doomsday: Champ, I am sure you will...
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[Cut backstage to Kimberly McGraff as she stands outside the door to the wrestlers' locker room...]
KM: Ladies and gentlemen, my next guest should be coming through this door any second now... He is the man who, just last week, made his IXWA debut in a match that saw him defeat The Masked Terror with his patented “Warp Spasm” finisher...
Voice: Um, Kimberly?
[The camera pans left to reveal Liam Donegal, already dressed in his red wrestling trunks and tonight wearing a charcoal gray Boston University hoodie...]
KM: Oh, Liam, I thought you were still inside...
LD: No, I like to suit up early and go find a quiet place to think before a match...
KM: I'll have to remember that... So, um, first off, congratulations on an impressive victory last week against---
LD: The Masked Terror? Yeah, he's impressive... More-so than I would have expected... My match, though? It didn't seem to impress the fans that much...
KM: You mean the garbage?
LD: Yeah... I'll have to admit, getting pelted by trash wasn't exactly the high point of my evening and it sure enough took something away from my first big win here in the IXWA... But tonight's my chance to rectify that...
KM: That's right... Tonight you step into the ring with another IXWA newcomer, Ryan Chase, in a match that will actually determine the number one contender to the IXWA Television Championship currently held by Lucifer...
LD: Yeah, although by the end of the night, that might not be the case... So, whether it's Lucifer or Max Caschera who's holding the title on the 21st, I've got to beat Ryan Chase to earn that shot... And while Chase looked pretty good last week, he never really pinned *his* opponent the way I did...
KM: You're talking, of course, about the controversial ending to Ryan Chase's debut match last week against Ned Norton, correct?
LD: That's exactly what I'm talking about... So if Ryan Chase wants to keep on running his mouth about everybody else in the IXWA and bragging about how this company's never going to be the same now that he's here, maybe he should actually *earn* a victory or two first... I mean, really... First he knocked out the referee, then his opponent walked out on the match... He didn't win because he was better, Kimberly... In fact, I can't believe the ring announcer called that a win at all...
KM: So tonight?
LD: Tonight I'm going to give Ryan Chase a re-introduction to real wrestling, not the sports entertainment b...s...-finish stuff we saw last week... You see, Kimberly, while it's true that he may be bigger than me and have a few more years of experience than I do, I think Ryan Chase has forgotten who he used to be... He's forgotten what it's like to be hungry and all of his bad experiences have made him so cynical that he now believes in the tough guy image he's trying to pass off to the fans... But I'm not here to be the tough guy or the thug life guy or the guy in glittery makeup and spandex... I'm here to wrestle, plain and simple...
(Pause...)
LD: And when I step into that ring tonight with Ryan Chase for a shot at the number one contendership to the IXWA Television Championship, I'm going to show the word what the W in IXWA really stands for... I'm going to wrestle... And I'm going to win...
(And as Donegal walks off toward the curtain that separates the backstage area from the ring, we cut back to ringside...)
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Ringside:
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TM: Looks like newcomer Liam Donegal is ready for action...
JT: Like he stands a chance against Ryan Chase!!!
TM: Time will tell... Up to Joey for the introductions...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring where “Sparkling” Joey Diamond is standing, resplendent in a dark blue suit with a gold IXWA logo embroidered on the breast of the jacket...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[The lights go out and the crowd pops as the opening bridge of “Carry on Wayward Son” by Kansas begins to blast out over the PA...]
# Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[A single spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp as Liam Donegal steps out onto the stage wearing pair of plain red wrestling trunks, black knee and elbow pads, and black boots... Raising his left hand to point out at the crowd, Donegal pounds his right fist twice to his chest in a salute, then slowly makes his way down the aisle...]
# Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
SJD: Hailing from Boston, MA and weighing in at 218 pounds... Liam Donegal!!!
[Stopping at the foot of the ramp, Donegal turns to look out at the crowd, nods his head as if satisfied by what he sees, then climbs up the stairs to the ring apron and steps into the ring under the top rope...]
Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more #
[Mounting the second turnbuckle facing the ramp, Donegal salutes the crowd a second time, then hops back down into the ring and turns to face his opponent as the music fades to a close...]
SJD: His opponent...
[“Glory” By the Hollywood Undead blasts over the PA system as the lights dim... A beat passes and Cassie Lain steps out from behind the curtain... She takes several steps and stops, pointing back at the curtain just as Ryan Chase steps out before the crowd to a loud chorus of boos... He stops at the top of the isle and sneers at the crowd as he begins to slowly make his way to the ring, ignoring the fans as they jaw at him...]
SJD: Hailing from Huntington Beach, CA and weighing in at 253 pounds... Accompanied by Cassie Lain... Ryaaaaaaaan Chaaaaaaaaaaaaase!!!
[Cassie climbs up on the ring apron followed by Chase, who pulls the top rope up for her as she enters the ring... Chase follows her into the ring and takes several steps toward the middle of the ring and raises his arm in the air as the crowd continues to boo...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
Television Championship #1 contendership
Liam Donegal Vs Ryan Chase
(winner will get a championship match on February 21)
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a shoulderblock...
Ryan Chase hits a bodyslam on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase locks Liam Donegal in a full nelson...
Liam Donegal is struggling to reach the ropes...
Liam Donegal inches his way towards the ropes after 7 seconds...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a kick to the thigh...
Ryan Chase goes for a vertical suplex, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal whips Ryan Chase into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with an elbow...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a running knee lift...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Ryan Chase takes Liam Donegal down with a jawbreaker...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with an elbowdrop...
Ryan Chase executes a thrust kick to the head on Liam Donegal...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a flying dropkick...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with an atomic drop...
Ryan Chase climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Liam Donegal throws him to the mat...
Liam Donegal whips Ryan Chase into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with an elbow...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with an elbow...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a hammerlock reverse DDT...
Liam Donegal goes for a bulldog, but Ryan Chase counters it with an Achilles tendon hold...
Liam Donegal reaches the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds...
A fan at ringside badmouths Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase hits a running clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is going for the cover...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ryan Chase uses a spinebuster on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with an Exploder suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a kick to the thigh...
Ryan Chase executes a shoulderbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a flying dropkick...
A fan at ringside badmouths Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase executes a bodyslam on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase goes for a DDT, but Liam Donegal counters it with a low blow...
Liam Donegal goes for a snap suplex, but Ryan Chase counters it with a vertical suplex...
Ryan Chase uses a kick to the thigh on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase uses an atomic drop on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase goes for a backbreaker, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal whips Ryan Chase into the ropes...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a flying clothesline...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a running clothesline...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with an elbow...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a kick...
Liam Donegal attempts to place Ryan Chase on the turnbuckle, but Ryan Chase blocks it...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a sitdown faceslam...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal locks Ryan Chase in a rear chinlock...
Ryan Chase is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ryan Chase tries to escape the hold...
Ryan Chase manages to grab the ropes after 15 seconds...
Liam Donegal nails Ryan Chase with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...
There are lots of chants for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal executes a twisting neckbreaker on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal nails Ryan Chase with a bodyslam...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with a kick...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a kick...
Liam Donegal uses a snap suplex on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal has the crowd going wild...
Liam Donegal is going for the cover...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Liam Donegal throws Ryan Chase into the turnbuckle...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a swinging neckbreaker...
Liam Donegal has the crowd going wild...
Liam Donegal goes for an arm trap shoulder neckbreaker, but Ryan Chase blocks it...
Ryan Chase goes for a vertical suplex, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Liam Donegal goes for a pumphandle powerslam, but Ryan Chase blocks it...
Ryan Chase kicks Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase punches Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase kicks Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Ryan Chase hits a powerslam on Liam Donegal...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ryan Chase sends Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle...
Ryan Chase runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Liam Donegal lifts his knee...
Liam Donegal hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on Ryan Chase...
The crowd is really behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal uses a jab on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal covers Ryan Chase...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a swinging neckbreaker...
There are lots of chants for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal uses a headsmash into the turnbuckle on Ryan Chase...
Liam Donegal takes Ryan Chase down with a belly-to-back suplex...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal nails Ryan Chase with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal hits a twisting neckbreaker on Ryan Chase...
The crowd is really behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal gets the Koji clutch on Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase reaches the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...
There are lots of chants for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal runs into the ropes...
Liam Donegal misses with a shoulderblock...
Ryan Chase misses with an elbow...
Liam Donegal misses with an elbow...
Ryan Chase hits Liam Donegal with a kick...
Ryan Chase hits a kick to the thigh on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase executes a backbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase uses a spinebuster on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase locks Liam Donegal in a side headlock...
Liam Donegal is struggling to reach the ropes...
Liam Donegal gets hold of the ropes after 8 seconds...
Ryan Chase executes a release German suplex on Liam Donegal...
A fan at ringside badmouths Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase covers Liam Donegal...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ryan Chase takes Liam Donegal down with a bulldog...
Ryan Chase executes a flying axhandle on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase sends Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Liam Donegal goes for a German suplex, but Ryan Chase counters it with an elbow smash...
Ryan Chase uses a flying axhandle on Liam Donegal...
The crowd is booing Ryan Chase...
Ryan Chase whips Liam Donegal into the ropes, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a kick...
Liam Donegal hits Ryan Chase with a roundhouse kick...
Liam Donegal is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Liam Donegal goes for a clothesline, but Ryan Chase ducks out of the way...
Ryan Chase nails Liam Donegal with a kick to the thigh...
Ryan Chase runs into the ropes...
Ryan Chase executes a flying clothesline on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase executes the Endgame on Liam Donegal...
Ryan Chase is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Ryan Chase goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Ryan Chase throws Scott Braski over the top rope...
Scott Braski is out cold...
Ryan Chase uses a fall away slam on Liam Donegal...
Scott Braski crawls back into the ring...
Scott Braski gets up...
Scott Braski disqualifies Ryan Chase...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
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Winner: Liam Donegal
Time of match: 0:10:50
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SJD: The winner of the match and the #1 contender to the IXWA Television Championship – Liam Donegaaaaaaaaaaaallllll!!!
JT: Dongeal won’t be happy with that... He didn’t end it with a pin... He won’t feel he’s earned the win...
TM: That’s by the by to be fair... Though I’m a little more concerned that Ryan Chase hasn’t got up yet from that fall away slam...
[Indeed – Chase is lying in the ring and clutching his right knee... The referee is signalling to the back and paramedics are soon jogging down the aisle and into the ring as Liam Donegal and the referee look on...]
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OCW Presents: Monday Night Massacre
LIVE!!! Monday, March 17th 2014
From the Andrew College Gymnasium in Cuthbert, Georgia
Craig Adams Vs Jason Xavier
Drew Stevenson Vs “Sadistic Insanity” Damian Payne
Sean Fuller Vs Tiami Tyler-Santos
Fatal Four Way
Alice Knight Vs Angelle Laree Vs Mia Stone Vs The Harlequin
Non-Title Match
Kenshin Takamura (c) Vs Richard
Main Event: Lethal Lottery Semi-Final Tag Team Match
“The Ripper” Danny B & Amber “Distorted Angel” Ryan Vs
Mario Maurako & Pryde
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Backstage:
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[After throwing many punches in thin air and watching the number one contender match for his television title... Lucifer is still sitting in that chair that Doomsday told him to do so... The big man is thinking to himself as he gets himself ready for his title defense later on...]
KNOCK!!!
[Lucifer's thoughts have been broken up by a knock on the locker room door...]
Lucifer: COME ON IN!!!
[Lucifer is probably thinking it might be either Mandy or Kimberly wanted an interview before his match... However, no Doomsday is in sight for him to do the talking... He is not looking forward to it... But as he turns around that intense stare that he did have has turned into a wicked smile...]
Lucifer: This is a little bit of a surprise?
[We see that it is Frostbite...]
CROWD: YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
[Frostbite walks over and shakes the big man's hand before he takes a seat on the bench...]
Lucifer: So to what do I owe this honor?
Frostbite: Coming to discuss business...
Lucifer: Well, Doomsday is going to get me some water...
Frostbite: That is cool... I actually wanted to talk to you...
Lucifer: For?
Frostbite: About Jack Williams...
Lucifer: Ah... Yes, you have a match with him later on...
Frostbite: I wanted to pick your brain on the man... After all you beat the man, twice already...
Lucifer: True... But why talked to me...
Frostbite: Looking for some inside information... Tapes are great, but you have been in the ring with the guy... Your input could help more...
Lucifer: I see your point... You remind me of Doomsday so damn much...
Frostbite: In what way?
Lucifer: You two like watching tapes until the wee hours in the morning...
Frostbite: Nothing wrong with that... Nothing wrong knowing the person inside and out...
Lucifer: And did it help?
Frostbite: Most of the time... But that damn Eraser... I could watch film all day and night and he would come up with something different, I never seen before...
Lucifer: Didn't you work out with him a couple of years ago?
Frostbite: I reached out to him to help me train for a world title match in Shootfire World...
Lucifer: Remember the place... Doomsday and I did a tag team tournament for them...
Frostbite: Too bad the place closed down... But I did learn something from him...
Lucifer: And, that was...
Frostbite: Always do something new... Don't be afraid to get into that ring and switch up... Throw your opponents off guard...
Lucifer: I guess that is what Doomsday has been preaching to me...
Frostbite: Smart man... Listen to the guy... He will make you world champion, someday...
Lucifer: And when that day comes... How about a match between the two of us...
Frostbite: You think, you might be ready for that...
Lucifer: I know, I will...
[Lucifer looks at the clock on the locker room wall...]
Lucifer: I wonder where he could be...
Frostbite: I am sure he is getting your water... Don't know, how the walk might be to get that water...
Lucifer: True...
Frostbite: Listen... Give me a few tips on your time in the ring with Jack... Afterwards, I will go look for Doomsday...
Lucifer: Got yourself a deal...
[The two discuss some strategy as we head back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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TM: This is a great show so far and it’s only going to get better...
JT: Really? Are you leaving?
TM: No – that’s just rude!!! We have heard from our Extreme Warrior Champion earlier this week though... Let’s take a look at that...
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XtremeTron:
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[Scene opens outside on a mountain top... The sun is just rising over the peak and the sky is a mix of fiery red and grayish azure blue... Footsteps can be heard running up the paved asphalt trail that cuts through the surrounding wood line... Heavy breathing as well... The pace of the footsteps quickens to an all-out sprint... “Random Violence” Jack Williams sprints into frame... His heavy breath turning into steam in the crisp morning air... He walks around in circles with his hands on top of his head and catches his breath... It begins to slow as he turns to face the camera...]
JW: Frostbite congratulations... You got exactly what you wanted... You got a shot at the very best this business has to offer... The man who has found redemption in the IXWA... The man who climbed a mountain, and now stands on top of it, literally and figuratively... Frostbite the call you The Cold Hearted B*st*rd... Well let me tell you something... I know cold hearted people... Hell I was even married once... Talk about cold hearted, her Divorce Attorney took the cake!!! Still the cold is something that never bothered me... Coldness equals numbness... All the cold has ever done is taken away whatever pains me... So why should I be worried then?
[Williams glares at the camera]
JW: Frostbite if anyone should be worried, it should be you... See what you did is walk into this fed, make an enemy of two unknown people who seem to want to physically put you on the shelf... Seem to be relying on someone named Lucifer as an ally and all while asking to face a Champion who has dedicated himself to the single minded pursuit of VIOLENCE!!! A man who loves his belt and will do everything in his power to ensure he keeps it!!! A man who would just a soon break your fingers as opposed to shake your hand... A man who would turn the fans heads by turning yours right off your neck!!! A man who has worked and sacrificed everything to be where he is today... Who came here Day 1 of the re-birth of IXWA!!! A man who fought through matches and tournaments to reach the top... As opposed to walking in the front door and having it all handed to me...
[Williams smirks]
JW: This brings us to Ryan Chase... Ryan keep my dang name out of your mouth unless you want me to snatch it out of it... Along with your tongue and half of your teeth in the process!!! For man to come into my fields and start tossing my name around like he knew anything about anything? Here’s what I know boy!!! I went though the best this place had to offer and all in one night to EARN the right to have you call ME Champion... I have earned everything I ever got in this sport son, both good and bad... I’ll be dam [CENSORED] if I will let some pup walk in here and think he can talk about me like that... Watch your back Ry Guy!!! Or you wind up being another notch in Ol’ Hickory!!!
[Williams smiles...]
JW: So Frostbite, come get some!!! Ryan go sit down and zip that trap of yours and everything will be alright!!! Keep running your mouth and find out what “Random Violence” is all about... Doubt it?
[Williams smirks]
JW: Then You’re Dummer’n Moose Poop!!!
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Backstage:
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[Frostbite is seen leaving the locker room where he had a nice discussion with Lucifer... He was getting some last minute tips on to defeat Jack Williams... Frostbite plans on using those tips in hopes of getting the victory... As we catch him leaving the locker room with an intense look in his blue eyes as he appears to be completely focussed... So much so that he is oblivious to the fact that Dexter Payne is walking towards him in the corridor and steps to the side as Frostbite walks past... Payne turns and smiles to himself and shakes his head before walking off in the other direction...]
TM: Those two certainly have some history!!!
JT: Hell yeah... Back in the ICWF...
Voice: HEY WE NEED SOME HELP HERE!!!
[A voice shouts out, as this gets Frostbite attention... He sees a few people flying by him and this gets him curiosity buzzing... Frostbite decides to follow right behind him... He does so for a few more seconds until he spots a crowd of people already surrounded something as we see a few people forming a circle around whatever...]
Voice: Where is the medical staff?
[Frostbite tries to see what is going on, but can't really see... He walks over to get a closer look, but still can't see what is going on... As he gets even closer... He sees a pair of brown boots, which looks very usual to him...]
Frostbite: Please allow me to get through...
[He tries to push through even more...]
Frostbite: What in the hell is going on?
Voice: We need some help...
[As he finally is able to push through an expression on Frostbite's face turns into a state of shock... It is a large body on the floor... The person is face down...]
Frostbite: Dear God...
[It appears to be Doomsday...]
Frostbite: Step back before, I beat you to a bloody mess...
[People start to step back...]
Frostbite: Where in the hell are the medics?
[Frostbite kneels down as he tries and does turn over Doomsday who has a glazed over look in his green eyes...]
Frostbite: Can you hear me?
[Doomsday nods his head...]
Frostbite: What happened?
[He tries to listen to Doomsday, who certainly appears to be a bit woozy...]
Doomsday: They attacked me...
Frostbite: The two masked guys?
Doomsday: Yeah...
[Finally medical help arrives as they push themselves through the small crowd...]
Frostbite: Take care of him...
[Frostbite stands up...]
Frostbite: This crap has got to stop...
[He shakes his head... As he does so, a backstage hand walks up to Frostbite...]
Backstage hand: Should I tell Lucifer about the attack?
Frostbite: I will tell him... If you do it he will throw you across the locker room and destroy it at the same time...
[He looks at Doomsday...]
Frostbite: I will take care of everything... I am going to put an end to this...
[He walks away as the medics attend to Doomsday as he goes back to the locker room to deliver the bad news to Lucifer...]
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[Two young men are throwing around “the pigskin” in a park somewhere... Then one of them catches the ball and tosses it to the ground as he starts to stumble around before collapsing on the ground...]
Guy #1: Dude, I’m getting so thirsty and tired...
[His buddy comes in to view...]
Guy #2: Well it looks like some one needs to slurp a BURP-A-LURP™...
Horrible singing: BUUUUUUUUURRRRP-A-LUUUUUUUUURRRRP™™™!!!
[Guy #2 stands over top of the first man who is lying motionless on the ground... He holds a two litre bottle filled with some questionable, horrible tasting red solution...]
Guy #2: IT’S A RESCUE MISSION!!!
[And with that, Guy #2 proceeds to dump the entire two litres of ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ on his friend’s face!!! Then we have close up the first guy looking like he has then jumped right back up off the ground...]
Guy #1: I FEEL SOOOOOOOOO REINVIGORATED!!!
[Then we cut to the ‘BURP-A-LURP™’ cola logo...]
Off screen voice: BURP-A-LURP™!!! It puts the (belching ‘urp‘ noise) in burp!!!
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Backstage:
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[Several minutes have passed since the attack on Doomsday... We get a quick peek inside Lucifer's locker room and from what we can tell the place is torn up quite a bit... Some lockers are torn off their hinges... Some lockers are bent from either a punch thrown by Lucifer or a forearm shot or kick... It really doesn't matter, the big man is ticked off by the news that he has received...]
Voice: Calm down...
Lucifer: How in the hell do you want me to calm down?
[We see that Frostbite is trying to get the big man to take a chill pill, but it is having no effect...]
Lucifer: Those two better hope I don't find them...
[Lucifer’s face is turning blood red as he is certainly ticked off...]
Frostbite: Please, calm down... You have a title defense...
Lucifer: I know that... But my manager is lying in some medical station around here...
Frostbite: Look, I know that you are worried about Doomsday, but this isn't going to help you focus on your match...
Lucifer: I will rip Max head off his shoulders... Then, I will search and cripple those two...
[Lucifer pauses as he is thinking...]
Lucifer: Hell, I am going to track them down right now...
[As he is about to storm out of the locker room... Frostbite grabs him by his massive left arm...]
Frostbite: Lucifer, please use your head... Doomsday would want you to focus on the task at hand and that is holding onto the title...
[Lucifer looks back at Frostbite and him holding his arm...]
Lucifer: You better let go of my arm or I will toss you across this locker room...
Frostbite: Calm down for once... Damn, you are quite the hot head...
Lucifer: My best friend and my manager is hurt... And by two masked men that are after you...
[Frostbite looks at Lucifer as if he is about to take his head off his shoulders...]
Frostbite: So you are blaming me for this crap?
Lucifer: Those mask men are after you and not myself and Doomsday for whatever reason...
Frostbite: Listen, you were right here in this locker room when Doomsday said that you both had my back...
Lucifer: I know what he said... But that still is settling the fact that he is hurt...
Frostbite: I don't have a clue who in the hell is after me...
[A slight pause...]
Frostbite: I am sorry, if my Doomsday involvement as gotten him in this mess... But you better remember this... They are probably coming after you as well for sticking up for me last week...
Lucifer: I am sure they will... And they can try to...
Frostbite: And they could cost you the television title as well...
Lucifer: I don't have Doomsday as a lookout... And besides this will be the first time, I have to go out there without him by my side...
[Frostbite shakes his head...]
Frostbite: I understand that... But explain this to me...
[Lucifer looks right into Frostbite's intense blue eyes...]
Frostbite: I am sure you and Doomsday have a game plan in place for tonight match...
Lucifer: Yes, we do... Actually we have switched a few things up...
Frostbite: Because Max is a veteran and probably has looked at some tape on you...
Lucifer: Exactly what Doomsday said...
Frostbite: So you know what to do?
Lucifer: Yes, I do... But---
Frostbite: Come on, Doomsday has plenty of confidence in you to execute the plan... I am sure you will...
Lucifer: It will feel strange without him out there...
Frostbite: I am going to guess that medical staff will not clear him to come down to the ring with you...
[Frostbite strokes his chin...]
Frostbite: How about I talk to Neil... And see if I can come down to the ring with you and manage you for one night...
Lucifer: Really?
Frostbite: Also, I can watch your back just in case they strike as well...
[Lucifer thinks about it...]
Lucifer: I guess that could work...
Frostbite: Wait here for a few minutes... I will talk it over with Neil, and get the ball rolling...
Lucifer: He will let you do so...
Frostbite: I think he will especially with the turn of events...
[Frostbite pats Lucifer on his right shoulder...]
Frostbite: I promise after your successful title defense... We both will comb every inch of this building and find them and beat their ass...
[Lucifer puts a big boot right into a nearby locker and destroys it...]
Lucifer: Sounds like a plan...
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Ringside:
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TM: It’s certainly all kicking off tonight...
JT: And there’s still more to come... Up now we have Frostbite’s debut here in the IXWA... Over to you, Joey...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[“Hunt You Down” by Salvia blast out over the sound system as Frostbite throws back the curtain as he looks down at first, but he slowly raises his head up as the cameras catch the intense look in his blue eyes...
Crowd: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
SJD: Weighing in at 226 pounds and hailing from Boulder, Colorado... He is the “Cold Hearted [BLEEP]... Frostbiiiiiiiite!!!
[Frostbite strides towards the ring - along the way down the aisle he cracks his neck from side to side as he never takes his eyes off the ring... He slaps a few hands on the way down to the ring... As he gets to ringside he hops up on the ring apron and jumps over the top rope... He takes off his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd... He bounces off the ropes twice as he makes his way toward the middle of the ring...]
SJD: His opponent...
[The opening chords to “Violence Fetish” by Disturbed wail... After the opening few lines and guitar interlude, Williams emerges... He walks out slowly, surveying the crowd... He salutes them by raising his axe handle, Ole’ Hickory into the air in one hand and the IXWA Extreme Warrior Championship in the other... He then points Ole' Hickory at his opponent in the ring...]
SJD: Hailing from San Antonio, Texas and weighing in at 280 pounds... He is the IXWA Extreme Warrior champion... He is “Random Violence” Jaaaaaaack Williaaaaaaaaaaaaaams!!!
[Williams deliberately makes his way to the ring and slides under the bottom rope... He then ascends the near turnbuckle and scales it to the middle turnbuckle... He again salutes the crowd with the axe handle before jumping off the turnbuckle and handing both Ole' Hickory and the championship belt to the referee...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
Non-title match:
“Cold Hearted B*st*rd” Frostbite
Vs “Random Violence” Jack Williams
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Jack Williams punches Frostbite...
Jack Williams is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
Jack Williams is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Jack Williams whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits a Gorilla Press on Frostbite...
Jack Williams takes Frostbite down with a legdrop...
Jack Williams goes for a running clothesline, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite hits a spinebuster on Jack Williams...
Frostbite throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, five, Jack Williams re-enters the ring...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with an elbow smash...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a vertical suplex...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a Death Valley Driver...
Frostbite executes an armbar takedown on Jack Williams...
A small “Frostbite” chant is being started...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams hits a roundhouse right on Frostbite...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with a reverse DDT...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with the Snake Eyes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with an atomic drop...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams misses with a clothesline...
Frostbite goes for a backbreaker, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams goes for a series of jabs, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a backbreaker, but Jack Williams counters it with a facerake...
Jack Williams uses an eye gouge on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for a backdrop, but Frostbite counters it with a sunset flip...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a full nelson slam...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
Jack Williams executes a running clothesline on Frostbite...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a hair pull takedown...
Jack Williams executes a series of mounted punches on Frostbite...
Jack Williams executes a backdrop on Frostbite...
Jack Williams executes a series of punches on Frostbite...
Jack Williams locks Frostbite in a triangle choke...
Dana Riggelman checks Frostbite's arm...
She lifts it... It stays up !!!
Frostbite fights his way out of the hold after 16 seconds...
Frostbite punches Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a kick...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Jack Williams misses with an elbow...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams uses a spear on Frostbite...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite out of the ring...
Jack Williams rolls out under the bottom rope...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite into the ringsteps...
Jack Williams sets up a table...
Jack Williams sets up Frostbite on the table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Frostbite through the table with a piledriver, but he blocks it...
Frostbite executes a flying elbowdrop on Jack Williams...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Frostbite goes for a Shining Wizard, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Dana Riggelman counts: 2...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite into the ringpost...
Jack Williams sets up Frostbite on the table...
Jack Williams executes an elbowdrop through the table...
The table is broken in half...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dana Riggelman counts: 3...
Frostbite is busted wide open...
Jack Williams clears the announcers' table...
Jack Williams sets up Frostbite on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes an elbowdrop through the table...
The table is broken in half...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dana Riggelman counts: 4...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite back into the ring...
Jack Williams uses a low blow on Frostbite...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a big boot...
Jack Williams covers Frostbite...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Jack Williams slides out of the ring...
He returns with a baseball bat...
Jack Williams takes a swing at Frostbite with the baseball bat, but he gets out of the way...
Frostbite snatches the baseball bat from him...
Frostbite takes a swing at Jack Williams with the baseball bat, but he gets out of the way...
Jack Williams snatches the baseball bat from him...
Jack Williams hits him with the baseball bat...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dana Riggelman throws the baseball bat through the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a punch...
Jack Williams goes for a right jab, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a backbreaker...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
Jack Williams is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Jack Williams punches Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for a clothesline, but Frostbite counters it with a Fujiwara armbar...
Jack Williams is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Jack Williams makes it to the ropes after 10 seconds...
Frostbite gets a Fujiwara armbar on Jack Williams...
Jack Williams gets hold of the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a belly-to-back suplex...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a kick...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a right jab...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams chops Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams kicks Frostbite...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
Frostbite has the crowd going wild...
Jack Williams punches Frostbite...
Jack Williams is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a low blow...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Jack Williams hits a kick to the midsection on Frostbite...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite into the turnbuckle...
Jack Williams uses a stomp on Frostbite...
Jack Williams executes a stomp on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for a boot choke, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a Fujiwara armbar, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams takes Frostbite down with a hair pull takedown...
Jack Williams throws Frostbite out of the ring...
Jack Williams goes through the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
Jack Williams climbs back into the ring...
Frostbite climbs back into the ring...
Jack Williams goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Frostbite counters it with a side suplex...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with an elbow smash...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a backdrop...
Frostbite puts Jack Williams in a Fujiwara armbar...
Jack Williams inches his way towards the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a backdrop...
Frostbite falls out of the ring...
Jack Williams goes for a flying elbowdrop, but Frostbite moves out of the way...
Frostbite runs Jack Williams into the ringsteps...
Dana Riggelman counts: 1...
Frostbite uses a flying forearm on Jack Williams...
Frostbite throws Jack Williams back into the ring...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes...
Jack Williams hits Frostbite with a kick...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with an atomic drop...
Jack Williams nails Frostbite with a kick to the midsection...
Jack Williams uses a DDT on Frostbite...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Jack Williams goes for a headbutt, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits a forearm to the back on Jack Williams...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite sets up Jack Williams on the turnbuckle...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a belly-to-belly superplex...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a back heel kick...
Frostbite takes Jack Williams down with a forearm to the back...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite goes for a DDT, but Jack Williams counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams executes a series of mounted punches on Frostbite...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Jack Williams hits a headsmash into the turnbuckle on Frostbite...
Jack Williams takes Frostbite down with a Gorilla Press...
Jack Williams goes for a big boot, but Frostbite ducks out of the way...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
Jack Williams chops Frostbite...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams...
Frostbite kicks Jack Williams...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a back heel kick...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a gutwrench suplex...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Dana Riggelman counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, Jack Williams re-enters the ring...
Frostbite uses a roundhouse kick on Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Frostbite goes for a kneebar, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Frostbite...
Jack Williams goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Jack Williams goes for a sitout powerbomb, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite sends Jack Williams into the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Frostbite comes back and rocks Jack Williams with a kick to the midsection...
Frostbite chops Jack Williams...
The crowd is going crazy...
Jack Williams chops Frostbite...
The crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams goes for a clothesline, but Frostbite counters it with a hiptoss...
Frostbite whips Jack Williams into the ropes, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Frostbite hits Jack Williams with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite puts Jack Williams in a rear chinlock...
Jack Williams tries to escape the hold...
Jack Williams reaches the ropes after holding out for 11 seconds...
Frostbite goes for a triangle choke, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Jack Williams whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Jack Williams goes for a chokehold, but Frostbite counters it with a kick to the midsection...
Frostbite attempts to place Jack Williams on the turnbuckle, but Jack Williams blocks it...
Frostbite nails Jack Williams with a missile dropkick...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite executes the Snowstorm on Jack Williams...
Frostbite goes for the pin...
Dana Riggelman counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is going into a frenzy...
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Winner: Frostbite
Time of match: 0:14:49
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SJD: The winner of the match... Frooooooooostbiiiiiiiite!!!
TM: That one was out of control and off the charts...
JT: That’s what happens when you put a pair of crazy mother [BLEEP] in there in a promotion that has “Xtreme” in its title...
TM: Language!!!
JT: Screw you, man!!! This is the IXWA!!!
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Backstage:
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[The camera fades backstage with “The Celtic Crippler” Caleb Foley seen doing diamond push-ups... Caleb is dressed in his ring gear as the camera zooms in on him...]
Caleb Foley:... Forty eight... forty nine... Fifty...
[Foley gets right back up to his feet as he begins to speak to the fans in attendance...]
Caleb Foley: IXWA... The time has come yet again for Mike Gionet and me to make history... Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt your IXWA Tag Team Title will be leaving with us... I am not going to beat around the bush... Talk is cheap and just like last week when we defeated you the outcome will be the same... Dick and Mike you can watch all the film you want but that won't help you in the slightest...
[Caleb pauses for a minute before continuing...]
Caleb Foley: It is such a shame two guys like yourself are representing the tag team division here... IXWA fans deserves champions they should be proud of... You two are nothing more than a couple of pranksters... But don't worry after tonight the joke will be on you... We will get the last laugh...
[The Celtic Crippler flashes that famous smirk of his towards the camera...]
Caleb Foley: You are looking at one half of the new IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions... You don't like it then do something about it... It is as simple as that!!!
[Camera fades to black as Caleb starts jumping jacks...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Up next we have a match for the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championships...
JT: Oh yeah!!!
TM: As “Rock Hard” Dick Ryder--
[Justin sniggers – causing Tony to glare at him...]
TM: -- and “Tasty” Mike Hunt --
JT: Hahahaha!!! Sorry!!!
TM: -- put their championships on the line against Mike Gionet & Caleb Foley... You are SO unprofessional!!!
JT: Sorry man, I couldn’t help it... Over to Joey for the introductions...
[Scene cuts to Joey Diamond mid-ring...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championships... Introducing first...
["Loyal to No-One" by The Dropkick Murphy's plays over the PA as the arena goes completely silent...]
I first meet this man at the Cammen street Tracks
In no shape for success headed nowhere to fast
He may have been someone once by the sound of his call
Now he answers to no one
NO-ONE AT ALL!!!
We all die alone, he shouted as he passed
With no sense of regret, see he never looked back
Though his pride was wounded, his ego was strong
Yea that was his Trouble and this is his Song
You said we die alone; in this case you were right
No friends by your side or family in sight
There'll be no talking your way out this time
So don't count the cash cause you leave it behind
[A hooded man stands at the entrance just bouncing to the beat of the music... His head is down so his face is completely covered... The man lifts up his head to reveal that it is none other Caleb Foley and the crowd has absolutely exploded now with cheers... Caleb pulls the hood off his head and reveals a new hairstyle his reddish hair completely slicked back and a full red beard with a black goatee... Caleb begins to walk down the entrance when he stops; he bends down and pounds his knuckles to the ground and his points up to the sky as a huge pyro display goes off!!! Foley continues to walk down to the ring as the fans are chanting his name but seems not to really be interacting with them as much as his once did... Foley is looking in the ring and he seems to mean business... Foley slides underneath the bottom rope and begins to stretch against the ropes...]
SJD: FROM DUBLIN, IRELAND, STANDING 6 FOOT 1 AND WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS, THIS IS
THE CELTIC CRIPPLER...
CALEB FOLEY!!!
[FACE POP!!!]
SJD: His partner...
[As Rise Against's "Satellite" begins with its power chords, the handsome young Mike Gionet sprints into view... He's got a blue and white color scheme going on - teal half tights, white boots, and his elbow and knee pads in a much darker navy blue to contrast with the tights... Gionet's obvious enthusiasm as he makes a quick entrance gets the crowd excited as well, Mike taking time to slap a couple of hands before he has to head down the ramp and dive under the bottom rope into the ring...]
SJD: From Hawthorne, California and weighing in at 196 pounds... Mike Gionet!!!
[He leaps to his feet, smiling, and runs to one of the corners, facing the entrance while he pumps his fists and mentally prepares...]
SJD: Their opponents...
[Wearing "Double Entendres" red sleeveless t-shirts, "Rock Hard" Dick Ryder & "Tasty" Mike Hunt appear on the screen - with "Studd Muffin" Tiberius Nixon standing behind them... The muscular Ryder raises his chin as he places his fists his on his hips as his partner Hunt flashes a cocky grin, stroking his goatee...]
Cue: "Bulldozer" by Machine Head
[And out steps the tandem of "Rock Hard" Dick Ryder and "Tasty" Mike Hunt wearing ungodly arrogant smirks and slightly bobbing their heads to the music, which is "Bulldozer" by Machine Head... They are, as always, accompanied to the ring by their manager, former ICWF World Tag Team champion, "Studd Muffin" Tiberius Nixon...]
"There's a pain that's inside us and we're letting it ouuuut..."
"Charge right in!!! we dare to fail..."
"No one is giving in, always we live to win!!!"
"A hunger turns and burns inside of all of us..."
"And it will not be denied!!!"
[The fans made sure to show their displeasure, with a selection of cheers, for the arrival of Double Entendres as they scream at the top of their lungs... Hunt and Ryder simply shrugged it off as they peered out at the mostly disapproving fans before glancing to one another...]
"Walking a path unravelled to reach higher level..."
"Challenging always going against the graaaain..."
"Blood for blood!!! That is the rule!!!"
"And we will make the rules!!! Never be fortune's fool!!!"
"There's right and wrong in almost everything we do..."
"For us we do what is right!!!"
[Clenching their fists, Dick and Mike punched knuckles with one another before turning to head towards the ring... All negative signs and reaching hands were ignored by the duo as they continued down the ramp but those that actually cheered them got a glance or a smirk... Once they met the ringside area, Hunt was quick to hop to the apron and slingshot into the ring clearly over the top rope while Ryder took the steps, glancing out the fans and shrugging once more before he ducked into the ring too...]
"Bulldozer-feeds-upon-the-weaker-as-they-fall..."
"Bulldozer crushes ALL!!! ALL!!! UH!!! UH!!!"
[The rhythmic rushing guitar and strong drums continue to pound out loudly over the PA system while Dick and Mike each head to opposing corners to climb up top and, in unison, thrust their clench fists into the air only to prompt another round of boos and vague cheers... Ryder looked down and saw some anti-Double Entendres fans and he pointed a warning down at them...]
"Somebody told me I should do what they told me..."
"But there's a hole in that plan and I'm tearing it dowwwn!!!"
"Trust our guts, follow our hearts!!!"
"No one can break these nuts, these lips ain't kissing butts!!!"
"The path of most resistance tests all of our strength!!!"
"This strength will not be deniiieeed!!!"
[Dropping from his corner, Ryder turned and rushed off the ropes running them out and stretching on them while Mike turned and leaped from his corner, ripping his t-shirt over his head and turning to insultingly throw into the announcer's face...]
"Bulldozer-feeds-upon-the-weaker-as-they-fall..."
"Bulldozer crushes ALL!!! ALL!!! "
"Bulldozer-feeds-upon-the-weaker-as-they-fall..."
"Bulldozer crushes ALL!!! ALL!!!"
"Walking on paths unravelled..."
"Challenging one and all"
"Deeper into the battles..."
"Alone and standing tall"
SJD: Led to the ring by "Studd Muffin" Tiberius Nixon... At a total combined weight of 470 pounds... "Tasty" Mike Hunt... "Rock Hard" Dick Ryder... They are the IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions... They are DOUBLE ENTENDRES!!!
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
IXWA Extreme Tag Team Championship:
Caleb Foley & Mike Gionet Vs Double Entendres
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Mike Gionet executes a dropsault on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet whips Mike Hunt into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with a shoulderblock...
Mike Hunt goes for flying headscissors, but Mike Gionet throws him off...
Mike Gionet goes for a flying armdrag, but Mike Hunt side-steps and Mike Gionet crashes to the canvas...
Mike Hunt hits a Russian legsweep on Mike Gionet...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Mike Hunt goes for a back suplex, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Mike Hunt with a double knifehand chop...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet whip Mike Hunt into the ropes...
They hit Mike Hunt with a double backdrop...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley throws Mike Hunt out of the ring...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: one, two, three, four, five, six,
Mike Hunt re-enters the ring...
Caleb Foley nails Mike Hunt with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley whips Mike Hunt into the ropes...
Mike Hunt misses with an elbow...
Caleb Foley takes Mike Hunt down with a dropkick...
Caleb Foley uses a clothesline on Mike Hunt...
Caleb Foley hits a running knee lift on Mike Hunt...
A small “Caleb Foley” chant is being started...
Caleb Foley takes Mike Hunt down with a flying headbutt...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley goes for a full nelson faceslam, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt tags out to Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet enters the ring and lays out Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley goes for a Huracanrana, but Dick Ryder counters it with a Hotshot...
Dick Ryder goes for a snap suplex, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Mike Gionet enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Dick Ryder with a double snap suplex...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Dick Ryder with a double DDT...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley uses a dropkick to the knee on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley executes an arm wringer on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley kicks Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley chops Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley kicks Dick Ryder...
A small “Caleb Foley” chant is being started...
Caleb Foley goes for a snap suplex, but Dick Ryder counters it with a small package...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder complains about a slow count...
Dick Ryder executes a spinebuster on Caleb Foley...
Dick Ryder covers Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dick Ryder catches Caleb Foley in a Boston crab...
Caleb Foley makes it to the ropes after being trapped for 7 seconds...
Dick Ryder takes Caleb Foley down with a piledriver...
Dick Ryder nails Caleb Foley with a spinebuster...
Dick Ryder goes for an inverted DDT, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley nails Dick Ryder with a hiptoss...
Caleb Foley nails Dick Ryder with a flying huracanrana...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Caleb Foley executes a kneebreaker on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley nails Dick Ryder with a DDT...
Caleb Foley goes for a backbreaker, but Dick Ryder blocks it...
Dick Ryder takes Caleb Foley down with a pumphandle slam...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dick Ryder...
Dick Ryder catches Caleb Foley in an anklelock...
Caleb Foley gets hold of the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Dick Ryder takes Caleb Foley down with a piledriver...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Mike Hunt enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt hit Caleb Foley with a double snap suplex...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double elbow smash...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double backdrop...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double backdrop...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double kick to the midsection...
Mike Hunt leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder hits a suplex into a powerslam on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder is going for the cover...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder runs into the ropes...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with an inverted DDT...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a running knee lift...
Dick Ryder executes a suplex into a powerslam on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder tags out to Mike Hunt...
Dick Ryder executes a Samoan Drop on Caleb Foley...
Mike Hunt executes a missile dropkick on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Hunt and Dick Ryder whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double backdrop...
Dick Ryder leaves the ring...
Mike Hunt whips Caleb Foley into the ropes, but Caleb Foley reverses it...
Mike Hunt misses with a clothesline...
Mike Hunt misses with a clothesline...
Caleb Foley hits Mike Hunt with a dropkick...
Caleb Foley locks Mike Hunt in the STF...
Mike Hunt is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Mike Hunt is struggling to reach the ropes...
Mike Hunt manages to grab the ropes after 10 seconds...
Caleb Foley executes a Huracanrana on Mike Hunt...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley tags out to Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet uses a dropsault on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet goes for a snap suplex, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt hits a Russian legsweep on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt chops Mike Gionet...
Mike Hunt punches Mike Gionet...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Mike Hunt kicks Mike Gionet...
Mike Hunt goes for a double arm DDT, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet nails Mike Hunt with a hiptoss...
Mike Gionet whips Mike Hunt into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with an elbow...
Dick Ryder enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Hunt and Dick Ryder hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dick Ryder leaves the ring...
Mike Hunt whips Mike Gionet into the ropes...
Mike Gionet misses with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet goes for a Huracanrana, but Mike Hunt counters it with a jumping bomb...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt goes for a tornado DDT, but Mike Gionet throws him off...
Mike Gionet hits a hiptoss on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet goes for an armdrag, but Mike Hunt counters it with spinning headscissors...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with a top-rope corkscrew splash...
Mike Hunt goes for a swinging neckbreaker, but Mike Gionet counters it with a side suplex...
In turn, Mike Hunt counters it with spinning headscissors...
Mike Hunt goes for a snap suplex, but Mike Gionet counters it with a small package...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a back suplex, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt punches Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet hits Mike Hunt...
The crowd is starting to get behind Mike Gionet...
Mike Hunt chops Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt punches Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt takes Mike Gionet down with a double arm DDT...
Mike Hunt throws Mike Gionet into the turnbuckle...
Mike Hunt runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Mike Hunt nails Mike Gionet with a kick to the midsection...
Mike Hunt runs into the ropes...
Mike Gionet takes Mike Hunt down with a drop toe hold...
Mike Gionet uses a dropkick to the knee on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet goes for a moonsault, but Mike Hunt gets his knees up...
Mike Hunt takes Mike Gionet down with a snap suplex...
Mike Hunt nails Mike Gionet with a double arm DDT...
Mike Hunt executes a missile dropkick on Mike Gionet...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Hunt goes for a Russian legsweep, but Mike Gionet counters it with an elbow smash...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Caleb Foley rolls out of the ring...
Mike Hunt places Mike Gionet on the turnbuckle...
Mike Hunt hits Mike Gionet with a top rope huracanrana...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt executes the FUGGETABOUTIT!!! on Mike Gionet...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Mike Hunt kicks Mike Gionet...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt chops Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet hits Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet hits Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet uses a drop toe hold on Mike Hunt...
Mike Gionet nails Mike Hunt with a flying bodypress...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Mike Gionet goes for a flying forearm, but Mike Hunt ducks out of the way...
Mike Hunt tags out to Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley enters the ring and throws Mike Hunt out of the ring...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley whip Dick Ryder into the ropes...
They hit Dick Ryder with a double fist to the midsection...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Mike Gionet goes for a backdrop, but Dick Ryder blocks it...
Dick Ryder runs into the ropes...
Dick Ryder misses with a shoulderblock...
Dick Ryder hits Mike Gionet with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder nails Mike Gionet with a gutwrench powerbomb...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Dick Ryder uses a Death Valley Driver on Mike Gionet...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Dick Ryder locks Mike Gionet in an anklelock...
Mike Gionet grabs the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Dick Ryder locks Mike Gionet in an anklelock...
Mike Gionet grabs the ropes after being locked up for 6 seconds...
Dick Ryder goes for a spear, but Mike Gionet side-steps and Dick Ryder crashes to the canvas...
Mike Gionet hits a dropsault on Dick Ryder...
A small “Mike Gionet” chant is being started...
Mike Gionet whips Dick Ryder into the ropes...
Dick Ryder goes for a clothesline, but Mike Gionet counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
In turn, Dick Ryder counters it with a facerake...
Dick Ryder goes for a brainbuster, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet kicks Dick Ryder...
The crowd is starting to get behind Mike Gionet...
Dick Ryder kicks Mike Gionet...
A fan at ringside badmouths Dick Ryder...
Dick Ryder goes for a clothesline, but Mike Gionet counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
The crowd is starting to get behind Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet executes a drop toe hold on Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet hits a moonsault on Dick Ryder...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet gets a rear chinlock on Dick Ryder...
Dick Ryder tries to escape the hold...
Dick Ryder grabs the ropes after being trapped for 22 seconds...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley hits Dick Ryder with a dropkick...
Mike Gionet hits a crucifix on Dick Ryder...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, kickout...
Mike Gionet throws “Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson over the top rope...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson is out cold...
Caleb Foley hits a palm blow on Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet hits a crucifix on Dick Ryder...
There is no referee to count...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson crawls back into the ring...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Hunt enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Caleb Foley hits Dick Ryder with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet nails Dick Ryder with a back suplex...
Caleb Foley hits Dick Ryder with a dropkick...
Mike Gionet goes for a rolling reverse cradle, but Dick Ryder side-steps and
Mike Gionet crashes to the canvas...
Dick Ryder further incites the crowd...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder gets a figure-four leglock on Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet breaks the hold after 8 seconds...
Caleb Foley enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Mike Gionet and Caleb Foley whip Dick Ryder into the ropes...
They attempt to hit Dick Ryder with a double fist to the midsection, but he counters it with a double clothesline...
Numerous fans are using Dick Ryder for target practice...
Caleb Foley leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Mike Gionet counters it with a facerake...
Mike Gionet hits Dick Ryder with a snap suplex...
Mike Gionet runs into the ropes...
Mike Gionet nails Dick Ryder with a flying forearm...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet takes Dick Ryder down with a Huracanrana...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a kneedrop, but Dick Ryder rolls out of the way...
Dick Ryder is going for the pin...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Dick Ryder executes the Bump and Grind on Mike Gionet...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Dick Ryder executes a Samoan Drop on Mike Gionet...
Dick Ryder tags out to Mike Hunt...
Dick Ryder enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Caleb Foley enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Mike Hunt and Dick Ryder hit Mike Gionet with a double DDT...
Dick Ryder leaves the ring...
Mike Hunt goes for a snap suplex, but Mike Gionet counters it with a small package...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet tags out to Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet hit Mike Hunt with a double snap suplex...
Mike Gionet leaves the ring...
Caleb Foley executes a German suplex on Mike Hunt...
Both combatants' shoulders are on the mat...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, Caleb Foley lifts a shoulder, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley complains about a slow count...
Mike Hunt executes an inside cradle on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Mike Hunt hits Caleb Foley with a Russian legsweep...
Mike Hunt nails Caleb Foley with a superkick...
Mike Hunt whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Mike Hunt goes for a snap suplex, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley goes for a running knee lift, but Mike Hunt blocks it...
Mike Hunt nails Caleb Foley with a swinging neckbreaker...
The crowd is booing Mike Hunt...
Mike Hunt runs into the ropes...
Mike Hunt hits Caleb Foley with a swinging neckbreaker...
Mike Hunt is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Mike Hunt tags out to Dick Ryder...
Mike Gionet enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt whip Caleb Foley into the ropes...
They hit Caleb Foley with a double clothesline...
Dick Ryder and Mike Hunt hit Caleb Foley with a double snap suplex...
Mike Hunt leaves the ring...
Dick Ryder runs into the ropes...
Dick Ryder misses with a shoulderblock...
Dick Ryder misses with a shoulderblock...
Dick Ryder hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Dick Ryder whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
“Studd Muffin” Tiberius Nixon pulls down the top rope...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson threatens Dick Ryder with disqualification...
Dick Ryder goes through the ropes...
Dick Ryder shoves Caleb Foley into the guardrail...
“Studd Muffin” Tiberius Nixon comes from behind, but Caleb Foley nails
“Studd Muffin” Tiberius Nixon...
Dick Ryder executes a powerslam on Caleb Foley...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 1...
Dick Ryder uses a drop toe hold on Caleb Foley...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Dick Ryder throws Caleb Foley into the guardrail...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Dick Ryder goes for a Samoan Drop, but Caleb Foley counters it with an elbow smash...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 2...
[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
TM: The time limit has expired...
JT: “Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson is letting the match continue...
Caleb Foley shoves Dick Ryder into the guardrail...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 3...
Caleb Foley goes for a flying huracanrana, but Dick Ryder side-steps and
Caleb Foley crashes to the canvas...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 4...
Dick Ryder runs Caleb Foley into the ringpost...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: 5...
Dick Ryder shoves Caleb Foley into the guardrail...
Dick Ryder goes for a snap suplex, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley throws Dick Ryder back into the ring...
Caleb Foley hits a backbreaker on Dick Ryder...
Caleb Foley executes the Irish Blessing on Dick Ryder...
“Sledgehammer” Steve Anderson counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is going crazy...
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Winners and NEW IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions:
Caleb Foley and Mike Gionet
Time of match: 0:20:48
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SJD: The winners of the match and NEEEEEEWWWWW IXWA Extreme Tag Team Champions... Mike Giooooneeetttttt and Caleb Foooooooooolllllllleeeeeeeeyyyyy!!!
[Steve Anderson hands the title belts to Gionet and Foley who look exhausted – but not as exhausted as the former champions...]
TM: Brand new tag team champions crowned here tonight...
JT: This night just keeps getting more and more amazing... I’m not sure how much more I can take...
TM: Well – there’s just one match left and that is for the IXWA Television Championship I understand Mandy McGraff is standing by backstage with Max Caschera...
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Backstage:
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MM: Max, tonight you face Lucifer in the Main Event for the Television Championship... This is your second week in a row that you are in the Main Event... Last week you came up short, despite it not being a title match, I can only assume you are going to put in a better effort tonight...
MC: Mandy, last week I was not at 100%, the reason for that is private, I tried to give 100% like I always do but you see, I got a phone call before I went out for my match and it wasn’t good news...
MM: I'm... I'm sorry Max, is everything ok?
MC: Honestly, no and I just don’t feel like doing much, the issue is a private one at the moment and I am here because I am contracted to be here... Let me just say that there is more to life than all this... I love this business, I love the fans, I love being out in that ring, hell, we have had our difference but I love Bonser
MM: Max, What are you trying to get at? Are you--
MC: Dying? God no...
MM: Actually I was going to ask if you were coming out?
MC: After the show? I think I could go out for 1 or 2 drinks, maybe dinner?
MM: No Max I meant... *sigh* Never mind...
MC: Well anyway, I'm looking forward at getting to take on Lucifer again; I have been keeping an eye on him... Will I win the title? I don’t know but I am going to make the most of this opportunity!!!
MM: Thank You for your time Max, best of luck!!!
MC: So... Where would you like to go after the show? I know this nice little place on Talbert Avenue, does Mexican food...
MM: Seriously? You want to take me Taco Bell?
MC: I mean Irish Pub in Slater Ave, Silky Sullivan's...
MM: I don’t think so Max...
[Mandy walks off leaving Max on his own]
MC: Oh come on Mandy, it will be like old times!!!
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Ringside:
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JT: Awkward!!!
TM: Just a bit!!! Over to Joey for the introductions...
[The scene cuts to the middle of the ring...]
SJD: This contest is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
[Max Caschera appears at the top of the entrance way... He looks around the arena to the crowd and starts to walk down towards the ring... He walks around the ring to the left towards the announcers and shakes hands with them before climbing onto the ring and getting in...]
SJD: Hailing from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 375lbs... Max Caschera!!!
[He walks over to the corner turnbuckle and climbs to the top, raising his fist in the air before pointing out to the fans...]
SJD: His opponent...
["Born to Raise Hell" by Motorhead cranks throughout the sound system a loud boom is heard coming from top of the entrance way as black smoke surrounds it... Lucifer emerges through the smoke with his Frostbite by his side... Frostbite leans in to whisper a few words, as Lucifer looks into the ring at his opponent with an intense look in his red eyes, as his eyes roll back into his head...]
SJD: Led to the ring by Frostbite... Fighting out of Parts Unknown and weighing in at 320 pounds... He is the IXWA Television Champion... He is Lucifer!!!
[The two make their way down to the ring as the two never take their eyes off their opponent... His black leather jacket reads on the back, "Born to raise Hell"... The two get to ringside as he takes off his jacket and tosses it to Frostbite, as he looks back at him... Frostbite points to him and gives nod as the big man climbs the steps and steps over the top ropes as his music quickly comes to an end...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown - March 21, 2014:
MAIN EVENT
IXWA Television Championship:
Max Caschera Vs Lucifer (c)
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
Max Caschera is met with a mixture of cheers and boos...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Lucifer...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
Max Caschera is met with a mixture of cheers and boos...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a shoulderblock...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a clothesline...
Lucifer falls out of the ring...
Max Caschera goes through the ropes...
Max Caschera climbs back into the ring...
Lucifer rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Max Caschera nails Lucifer with a gutwrench suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, shoulder up...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a kick to the knee...
Max Caschera executes a top-rope splash on Lucifer...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Max Caschera uses a kneelift on Lucifer...
Max Caschera executes a back suplex on Lucifer...
Max Caschera goes for a release German suplex, but Lucifer counters it with an elbow smash...
Lucifer whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a clothesline...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with an elbow...
Lucifer goes for a bite, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera hits a German suplex on Lucifer...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a dropkick...
Max Caschera goes for a DDT, but Lucifer counters it with a Northern Lights suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a headbutt...
Lucifer hits a powerbomb on Max Caschera...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Lucifer hits a diving headbutt on Max Caschera...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a clothesline...
Lucifer hits a headbutt on Max Caschera...
Lucifer goes for a kick to the head, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera punches Lucifer...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Max Caschera...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
A portion of the crowd is booing Max Caschera...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera...
Lucifer uses a powerbomb on Max Caschera...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Lucifer goes for a thrust to the throat, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera uses a snap suplex on Lucifer...
Max Caschera goes for a backdrop, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer chops Max Caschera...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Lucifer...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Max Caschera...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Max Caschera...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
Max Caschera acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Max Caschera nails Lucifer with a snap suplex...
Max Caschera acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Max Caschera hits a dropkick on Lucifer...
Max Caschera executes an elbow smash on Lucifer...
Max Caschera goes for an uranage suplex, but Lucifer counters it with an elbow smash...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with an elbow...
Lucifer hits a swinging neckbreaker on Max Caschera...
Lucifer goes for a gutbuster, but Max Caschera counters it with a front-layout suplex...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a flying clothesline...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a flying clothesline...
Lucifer executes an uppercut on Max Caschera...
Lucifer takes Max Caschera down with a bite...
Lucifer executes a big boot on Max Caschera...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a Samoan Drop...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a swinging neckbreaker...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer takes Max Caschera down with a Jackhammer...
A portion of the crowd is booing Lucifer...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a backdrop...
Lucifer falls out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Lucifer re-enters the ring...
Max Caschera covers Lucifer...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a uranage suplex...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Lucifer executes a clothesline on Max Caschera...
Lucifer goes for a clothesline, but Max Caschera counters it with a hiptoss...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a knifehand chop...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Lucifer...
Max Caschera acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Lucifer takes Max Caschera down with a Samoan Drop...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits a spear on Lucifer...
Max Caschera throws Lucifer out of the ring...
Max Caschera jumps onto him with a flying cross body press...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Max Caschera shoves Lucifer into the guardrail...
Perry Crabtree counts: 2...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the guardrail...
Max Caschera goes for a backdrop, but Lucifer blocks it...
Perry Crabtree counts: 3...
Lucifer throws Max Caschera back into the ring...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Max Caschera...
Lucifer seemingly enjoys the boos...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Lucifer knocks down Perry Crabtree...
Perry Crabtree is out cold...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a running knee lift...
Perry Crabtree shakes off the pain...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with an uppercut...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a powerbomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a Jackhammer...
Lucifer is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer misses with an elbow...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a shoulderblock...
Lucifer is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Lucifer executes a sidewalk slam on Max Caschera...
Lucifer is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Lucifer nails Max Caschera with a Jackhammer...
Lucifer is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Lucifer goes for a Jackhammer, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera uses a forearm to the back on Lucifer...
Max Caschera executes an armbar takedown on Lucifer...
Max Caschera seemingly enjoys the boos...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a shoulderblock...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a back heel kick...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera and Lucifer get hit with a double clothesline...
Max Caschera puts Lucifer in a rolling takedown leglock...
Lucifer grabs the ropes after being trapped for 6 seconds...
Max Caschera uses a dragon screw on Lucifer...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a full nelson slam...
Max Caschera seemingly enjoys the boos...
Max Caschera hits a knifehand chop on Lucifer...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a uranage suplex...
Max Caschera seemingly enjoys the boos...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Lucifer...
The cheers for Max Caschera are drowning out the boos...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera puts Lucifer in a rear chinlock...
Lucifer makes it to the ropes after holding out for 16 seconds...
Max Caschera nails Lucifer with a knifehand chop...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Max Caschera hits Lucifer with a backdrop...
Max Caschera places Lucifer on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with a belly-to-back superplex...
The boos are resurfacing again...
Max Caschera kicks Lucifer...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Max Caschera chops Lucifer...
The crowd is wildly cheering Max Caschera with only a few scattered boos audible...
Max Caschera hits a vertical suplex on Lucifer...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Max Caschera takes Lucifer down with an armbar takedown...
Max Caschera gets a Fujiwara armbar on Lucifer...
Lucifer is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Lucifer manages to grab the ropes after being trapped for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera whips Lucifer into the ropes, but Lucifer reverses it...
Lucifer misses with a clothesline...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Max Caschera misses with a kick...
Lucifer hits Max Caschera with a kick...
Lucifer is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Max Caschera...
Lucifer is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
Lucifer is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
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Winner and still IXWA Television Champion: Lucifer
Time of match: 0:12:44
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SJD: The winner of the match and STILL IXWA Television Champion – Lucifeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
TM: Very nearly had a new Television Champion here tonight...
JT: Another great match...
TM: Absolutely, these two gave it their all...
JT: It was certainly a different look with Frostbite out here with Lucifer...
TM: Didn't seem to matter to Lucifer at all who was out here... It appeared he did okay for himself...
[Frostbite slowly rolls into the ring as he nods at Lucifer...]
JT: Lucifer is one dangerous man...
CROWD: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
TM: Wait a second it appears that they are back...
[The two masked men have returned as they are trying to once again push their way through the crowd...]
JT: Somebody, please tell me where is the security around here?
[Frostbite quickly drops to the floor as he grabs two chairs and slides right back into the ring and hands one to Lucifer...]
TM: It appears they are ready for them...
JT: However when the odds were even earlier they didn't jump... What makes this any different now?
[The two masked men once again hop over the guard rail and this time they too have chairs in their hands...]
TM: This has the makings of something big...
[The two mask men climb up to the ring apron as Lucifer and Frostbite are begging them to come on...]
CROWD: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
JT: HEY!!! From underneath the ring there is another mask man with another chair in tow...
TM: This guy appears to be roughly the same size as they other two...
[He slides into the ring behind Frostbite and Lucifer...]
JT: Come on guys...
[The masked man drills Frostbite right in the back of his head...]
TM: What a chair shot...
[Lucifer quickly turns around to see Frostbite on the mat... As he turns around the other mask men quickly rushed into the ring and connect with hard chair shots to the back of Lucifer's head...]
JT: What another hard chair shot...
[That chair shot sends Lucifer flying out of the ring... All three men turn their attention to Frostbite...]
TM: I don't like the way this looks for Frostbite...
[They pick up their chair and continuous slam them down on various parts of Frostbite's body...]
JT: We need some help out here right now...
[One of the mask men drop to the floor and go underneath the ring and pull out a table...]
TM: I don't like this at all...
[They slide the table into the ring as the other two set it up... They pull Frostbite’s limp body up...]
JT: I hope not...
[It appears they are about to powerbomb Frostbite through the table...]
CROWD: YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!
TM: It is Doomsday... He has a bat in hand...
[Lucifer gets to his feet with a chair in his hand... They both get into the ring...]
CROWD: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
[The three mask men drop to the floor... As Doomsday and Lucifer quickly attend to Frostbite...]
JT: Good thing those two were around...
TM: I would hate to see what they would have done to Frostbite...
JT: But, my God... They are three of them now...
TM: The question is this... Are there more?
JT: And what is their beef with Frostbite?
TM: That is all the time we have for this week...
[As we head off the air we see Doomsday and Lucifer standing over Frostbite with a look on concern on their face as the medical staff attend to Frostbite...]
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