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[Just outside the RIMAC Arena here in San Diego we see many great fans are coming in for what seems like boat loads as this place is about to become quite packed... Certainly who can blame them as the action last week was hot and heavy especially between Liam Donegal and Johnny Blazye certainly more will come of that... Dexter Payne as he beat the crap out of Caleb Foley as well... More new talent coming into the company especially with the likes of the Outlaw, Ric Beauty, Chad Allen and the newest tag team on the scene The Def B.I. Posse... Yes sir things are really getting exciting... Neil Bonser is doing an outstanding job, and who knows the best could be yet to come for the IXWA... However, last week shocking footage from a masked man as he stood in front of Frostbite's late wife’s tombstone and spray painted it and also revealed to the world that Frostbite's late wife had cheated on him with the masked man himself... He went completely off his rocker and who could blame him... Crowd continues to pile into the arena and more action in the Survival of the Fitness tournament being held tonight as well...]
CROWD: IXWA!!! IXWA!!!
TM: Quite an excited crowd on hand this evening...
JT: Great action... Things continue to look up for this company...
TM: Bonser must have deep pockets...
JT: You mean Damian Payne; the owner of this company has those deep pockets?
TM: Kissing up aren't we?
JT: Just simply stating the facts - that is all... I wonder though would it get me a raise in my salary?
TM: Doubt it...
[The small crowd outside begin to purchase last minute tickets for tonight show before it becomes sold out...]
CROWD: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
[The crowd outside turns around to see a black jeep pull into a parking space... The driver opens the door as they step out... The young man is wearing a black and blue t-shirt with faded black jeans and black boots... The short blonde haired gentleman reaches back and grabs a blue bag as he puts it over his left shoulder... He shuts the door as our camera zooms in on the intense look in his blue eyes...]
TM: Frostbite is here...
JT: What kind of mental shape can he be in this week?
TM: After last week – when that masked man spray painted his wife's tombstone... I am sure he can't be in a good mood...
[Frostbite quickly approaches the arena as he isn't paying any attention to the small crowd... Nope it appears that he is on a mission and nobody better get in his way...]
Voice: FROSTBITE!!!
[Frostbite turns around slightly as he sees Mandy approaching him at a record pace... Mandy is decked out in a purple t-shirt that simply says on the front...]
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST
[On the back it has faces of the men that are left in the tournament... Mandy has on gray slacks and black high heel shoes...]
Mandy: Frostbite, I have got a few questions for you...
[Frostbite looks at Mandy as if he is telling her “Go the hell away”...]
Frostbite: I see that you are being quite the billboard this evening...
Mandy: You like the shirt?
[Frostbite shakes his head...]
Frostbite: I am not in the mood this evening... Lots of things on my mind...
Mandy: The Survival of the Fittest tournament? Your second round opponent, Max Caschera?
Frostbite: Max is another double tough veteran... Last week, it was the Outlaw and now another tough outing... There won't be too much that I can get past a man like Max... I am sure he has seen it all many times... Nothing, I will do in that ring this evening is going to throw him off his game... I am sure he has done his homework and studied some film on Frostbite... Max, will try his best to find my weakness and use that to his advantage... However...
[Frostbite puts his right hand on Mandy's shoulder before he continues...]
Frostbite: Max can look at all the film he needs to... Because Mandy – any wrestler with any experience will sit back and change up how they do things in that ring... Tonight will be no different... Max, whatever you have seen on film; it will be of no use for you tonight... You see Mandy, a very good friend of mine, who at one point in my career was my enemy...
[Frostbite turns to the camera...]
Frostbite: Before, I go any further... I would like to wish that man a late happy birthday... Eraser!!!
CROWD: YEEEAAHHHHHHH!!!
Frostbite: Tonight, I am going to show Max something that he hasn't seen yet from Frostbite... That will confuse him that they will lead me to another win in this tournament... We must take things one match at a time... Max, you will become another notch on my belt... I will not stop until I win this tournament and get a chance to become the Extreme Warrior Champion... Max, you might believe that you have some advantage because you got an up close and personal look at me when we were a tag team a couple weeks ago... Trust me, what you saw in that match and now will be totally different... Sometimes, Mandy change is good... But it will not be for Max...
CROWD: FROSTBITE!!! FROSTBITE!!!
Mandy: I must ask about the video footage... It was certainly disrespectful what they did to Rebecca's tombstone...
Frostbite: Mandy it was a hard thing to watch... I can't believe anybody would go that low to do something like that... These three masked men have tried their very best to get me out of here... They believe doing what they did last week is going to make me walk away from this company...
CROWD: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!
Frostbite: All they did was tick me off... Anybody who knows anything about me knows those three idiots made the worst mistake in their worthless lives... Tonight, I welcome them to show up... If they do, well...
[The camera zooms in on the intense look in his blue eyes...]
Frostbite: I will make you a promise right now... One of you will be carried out on a stretcher tonight... I am going to put an end to this once and for all... You three seem to know an awful lot about me and my career... Well you should have taken some closer notes... After all there is a reason that I have the nickname...
CROWD: COLD HEARTED!!!
Mandy: What about what he said about your late wife?
Frostbite: I know my wife, well enough to know that she didn't cheat on me...
Mandy: You think you do?
Frostbite: What line of questioning is that? I know Rebecca isn't that type of woman...
Mandy: This guy seems to be sure...
Frostbite: He is trying to get into my head... Well mission accomplished... But all this idiot has done is as I have already stated and that is tick me off... And trust me a ticked off Frostbite is something that you don't want any parts of... You three started this and I promise you, I will finish it... You have done something that you should never do in this business and that is mess with a man's family... You three crossed the line... There is no turning back... I hope you three are happy with yourselves...
[He looks at Mandy...]
Frostbite: Mark my words... Somebody is going to pay...
[Frostbite walks away...]
[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 Kody Van Damn!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Johnny Blayze 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 Ric Beauty and Henry Auster are clawing through the sea of turquoise shirted IXWA security!!! The guards hold the two men apart, until Archibald Smythe springs out and nails Beauty 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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[Cut backstage to the locker room area where former IXWA Television Champion Liam Donegal stands in front of a plain black backdrop dressed in blue jeans and a white t-shirt with the words "Warp Spasm" emblazoned across the chest, a battered black steel chair gripped tightly in both hands...]
LD: Survival of the Fittest... That's what wrestling is all about... Two men enter a wrestling ring, they fight, and one man eventually comes out on top, the winner, while the other man goes home... Tonight, Mike Gionet, you go home...
I want to make something clear, though, Mike, in case you think this ego talking... I don't know you except to maybe say "hey" backstage between matches and I don't know if we could ever be friends... It's not that I don't want to know... It's more a case of not having the time to know, at least not right now...
You see, I need to beat you, Mike, so I can move on to the semi-finals, the finals, and the tournament title... I need this more than anything else because, while it's true that I could just lay down tonight and let you pin me, I'm not a quitter and I need to move past this stupid <BLEEP>ing tournament so I can do two things...
One, get my TV Title back, and, yes, I said MY title, Lucifer, because I've done more to elevate that belt in four short weeks than you have done or ever will do... You see, I guess it's because I didn't know any better but I looked up to you as the kind of man who'd defend a title even when he's injured... Until I saw last week how insignificant you think I am... Well, big man, I'm not insignificant because [a] I beat you, and [b] I managed to win the fans over in the short time I've been here while you... You’re still the same arrogant <BLEEP>hole I guess you always were...
Now once I get MY title back, there's one other thing I have to do and that's introduce my new friend, Johnny Blayze, to my old friend... The steel chair...
You see this chair, Johnny? This chair was given to me by the man who taught me how to wrestle... The man who, day in and day out for almost two whole years, put me through all kinds of hell to see if I had what it took to make it as a professional wrestler...
And what he found was that, not only did I have what it took to make it, I had what it took to be better than he ever was...
He taught me about life, Johnny, and what he emphasized most was that life really *is* a <BLEEP>...
Just... Like... You...
Because, unlike a real man, who takes his losses and learns from them, you took your loss to me in the first round of Survival of the Fittest... and you let it eat up your insides like a <BLEEP>ing cancer... Only your cancer has a name...
Orson Thomas...
And because I needed to know what I'd be getting into when I finally got my hands on you, Johnny, I Googled you and Mr. Thomas the other day to see what I could find out...
You? You're a king-sized fake, living off the reputation of another wrestler named Johnny Blayze who dominated the old WWS with his brother, BB, back in 2007...
That's right... You're not the original Johnny Blayze at all... I found four online... One is or was a wrestler, one is a rapper on MySpace, the third is a satellite technician on LinkedIn...
And the fourth is a Johnny Blaze without the "y" whose name and image are registered trademarks of Marvel Comics...
But, like I said, not once did I come across a single reference to a Johnny Blayze who's a back-jumping intellectual property thief that worships in some non-existent Church of the Beyond...
And your good friend Orson? I couldn't find him either... There's one who's an actor, another who's a CPA, and a third with a mugshot is posted online that COULD be him, but otherwise... Not a trace...
And I'm not surprised, either, because two wannabe's like you WOULD band together, wouldn't you? After all, there's strength in numbers and you strike me as the kind of guy who needs a loser just like himself to validate all the things he does...
Oh, and if you get any ideas about interfering in my match tonight, just remember that forewarned...
[Donegal slaps the chair he's holding with one hand...]
LD: Is forearmed...
So come on down, Johnny... Show me what you're made of... I dare you...
But, remember this when you're making your way down to the ring, because, after tonight, I'll be one match closer to winning this tournament... And one match closer to putting you down like the rabid <BLEEP>ing dog you are...
[And, as Donegal turns and walks off without another word, we cut back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Things are really hotting up in the Survival of the Fittest tournament...
JT: Yeah – I think there will be some great matches this evening as the quarter finals are sorted through...
TM: And then next week at the Survival of the Fittest supercard – the semi-finals and the final will take place...
JT: And the word in the back is that IXWA CEO – Neil Bonser has some stipulations in mind for the supercard matches...
TM: Has he? Why didn’t I know that?
[Justin taps the side of his nose...]
JT: Need to know basis... And you didn’t...
TM: What?
JT: Need to know!!!
TM: Whatever!!! Let’s get the introductions for the opening match 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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... 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 and MJ Carter step out onto the stage... 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... He is wearing a pair of plain red wrestling trunks, black knee and elbow pads, and black boots...]
# 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... Being accompanied to the ring by the lovely MJ Carter, he is – Liam Donegal!!!
[Stopping at the foot of the ring, 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, holding the ropes for his manager before stepping into the ring himself...]
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 waits for his opponents as the music fades to a close...]
SJD: His opponent...
[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... He is one half of the IXWA Extreme Tag Team champions - 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...]
TM: Let's get this match underway...
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
Mike Gionet Vs Liam Donegal
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Mike Gionet whips Liam Donegal into the ropes...
Mike Gionet and Liam Donegal get hit with a double clothesline...
Mike Gionet uses a DDT on Liam Donegal...
The crowd doesn't seem to care...
Mike Gionet nails Liam Donegal with a knifehand chop...
Mike Gionet uses a hiptoss on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet goes for a dropsault, but Liam Donegal side-steps and Mike Gionet crashes to the canvas...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal goes for an arm trap shoulder neckbreaker, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet locks Liam Donegal in a wristlock...
Liam Donegal breaks the hold after 5 seconds...
Liam Donegal nails Mike Gionet with a snap suplex...
Liam Donegal uses a twisting neckbreaker on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal uses a dropkick on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal goes for a jab, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet uses a flying armdrag on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet uses a dropkick to the knee on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet takes Liam Donegal down with an armdrag...
Mike Gionet throws Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle...
Liam Donegal comes back, but is met with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet takes Liam Donegal down with a snap suplex...
Mike Gionet uses a legdrop on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet uses an enzuigiri on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet runs into the ropes...
Mike Gionet misses with a shoulderblock...
Mike Gionet uses a flying forearm on Liam Donegal...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet nails Liam Donegal with a flying huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a flying forearm, but Liam Donegal ducks out of the way...
Liam Donegal goes for a reverse piledriver, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet kicks Liam Donegal...
The crowd doesn't seem to care...
Mike Gionet hits a snap suplex on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet whips Liam Donegal into the ropes, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal goes for a rear chinlock, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet kicks Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet chops Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Mike Gionet...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits an inverted face lock swinging neckbreaker on Mike Gionet...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Liam Donegal goes for a jab, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal chops Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal punches Mike Gionet...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Liam Donegal kicks Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet punches Liam Donegal...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet chops Liam Donegal...
A few fans are cheering on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal punches Mike Gionet...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal goes for a DDT, but Mike Gionet counters it with a small package...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Mike Gionet jumps onto him with a plancha...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Mike Gionet uses a moonsault on Liam Donegal...
Perry Crabtree counts: 2...
Mike Gionet goes for a Huracanrana, but Liam Donegal counters it with a jumping bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: 3...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Liam Donegal nails Mike Gionet with a bodyslam...
Perry Crabtree counts: 4...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a Huracanrana...
Liam Donegal shoves Mike Gionet into the guardrail...
Liam Donegal hits a DDT on Mike Gionet...
Perry Crabtree counts: 5...
Liam Donegal goes for an inverted face lock swinging neckbreaker, but
Mike Gionet blocks it...
Perry Crabtree counts: 6...
Perry Crabtree counts: 7...
Mike Gionet gets back into the ring...
Liam Donegal rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Mike Gionet whips Liam Donegal into the ropes, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal misses with a kick...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal falls out of the ring...
Mike Gionet goes outside...
Mike Gionet knocks Liam Donegal into the ringsteps...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet throws Liam Donegal into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet nails Liam Donegal with a leg lariat...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Mike Gionet executes a swinging neckbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet uses a kneedrop on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet goes for the Golden Gift, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Mike Gionet shoves Liam Donegal into the guardrail...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Liam Donegal executes the Warp Spasm on Mike Gionet on the concrete floor...
Liam Donegal uses a backdrop on Mike Gionet...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Liam Donegal re-enters the ring...
Mike Gionet rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Liam Donegal uses a twisting neckbreaker on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a vertical suplex...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal nails Mike Gionet with a flying dropkick...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a dropkick...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a snap suplex...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a kick to the midsection...
Liam Donegal uses a sitdown faceslam on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a German suplex...
Both combatants' shoulders are on the mat...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, Liam Donegal lifts a shoulder, two, thr... shoulder up...
Liam Donegal uses a high knee on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal hits a monkey flip on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal executes a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Liaaaaaaaaaaaam Donegaaaaaaal!!!
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Winner: Liam Donegal
Time of match: 0:08:23
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TM: Former IXWA Television champion, Liam Donegal, makes it to the semi-finals and the supercard...
JT: Tough call for Mike Gionet though... Begs the question as to how he will be involved at the supercard now...
TM: I am sure Neil Bonser has something in mind...
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[Frostbite has reached the locker room... He spins around and places a picture of his wife, Rebecca Cannon in his locker... For the last couple of years he has done so whatever company he has worked for... After doing this, he turns back to the camera and cracks his neck as it appears that he is getting ready to stretch as he prepares for his second round match in the tournament... He finishes putting on his black tights as he begins to put his right leg on the bench as he is stretching it out... Nothing quite like last week, but to Frostbite this should be quite alright... He bends over as he his head is actually touching his knee... He pulls his head back up as he does so he turns toward the left as he sees Kimberly right beside him...]
Frostbite: Something I can help you with?
Kimberly: I know that Mandy talked to you earlier about a couple of things...
Frostbite: I have already said what needs to be said...
Kimberly: About this masked man claiming that your wife cheated on you?
Frostbite: Look, this isn't TMZ... This is wrestling... I have no problem talking about Max, because that is where my head is at... It better be, because if it isn't - Max will knock it right off of my shoulders...
Kimberly: But - this must be addressed...
Frostbite: I am not going to stand here and dishonor my wife's name by some masked man throwing some type of lie around...
Kimberly: He mentioned that Rachael would know...
Frostbite: What is your point?
Kimberly: Is there a Rachael?
Frostbite: Yes, I know Rachael... She worked with my wife years ago back at a club in Seattle... The same club that I met Rebecca at...
Kimberly: Ok... Then you need to ask her...
Frostbite: I thought the masked man told the world that she isn't anywhere to be found...
Kimberly: So you are buying into his story?
[Frostbite looks at Kimberly as if she is crazy...]
Frostbite: No, I am not...
Kimberly: You have any ideas where she is?
Frostbite: Last I heard, she got married and moved to Spain...
Kimberly: There is your answer... You need to go to Spain...
Frostbite: Look, did you hear what I said? That was the last I had heard about her...
Kimberly: You need to follow up on this...
Frostbite: I don't need to follow up on anything... My wife was a wonderful woman...
Kimberly: So you think...
[Frostbite at this point is about to go off on Kimberly...]
Frostbite: I know so... Besides, the guy was trying to get into my head... In this business, people do those types of things... They want them to make a mistake that might cost them a match if their head is not into it... Could set then up for an attack down the road...
Kimberly: You could be on to something...
Frostbite: I have been in this business long enough to know when somebody is trying to play mind games with me... Hell, I used to do the same thing...
Kimberly: But, what if this guy is right?
Frostbite: How many times must we go over it? She didn't cheat on me...
[He looks at Kimberly with an intense look in his blue eyes...]
Frostbite: I am getting sick of this line of questioning... I am getting ready for a match and you want to come in here and discuss this crap...
Kimberly: If I were in your shoes... I would like to know...
Frostbite: You aren't...
[He looks at the locker room door...]
Frostbite: Please... There is the door... Get out...
Kimberly: Maybe, somebody needs to really look into it... I just might put my investigating skills to use...
Frostbite: Be my guest... But you will not find anything...
Kimberly: What if I do? Would you like to know the truth?
Frostbite: I know the truth... She didn't...
[Frostbite’s blood is about to boil...]
Frostbite: For the last time... GET OUT!!!
[Kimberly decides she had better do so... She leaves as Frostbite just looks at her, as he makes sure she is leaving...]
Frostbite: The nerve of some people...
[He stretches more as we head back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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JT: I get the feeling Frostbite might be having some doubts...
TM: Do you? I don’t agree... Nobody knew Rebecca the way that Frostbite did...
JT: Hmmm!!!
TM: Anyway – on with the tournament... Over to you, Joey...
[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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... Introducing first...
Cue: "It's My Life" by Bon Jovi
[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...
[“Hunt You Down” by Salvia blasts 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...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
Max Caschera Vs "Cold Hearted B*st*rd" Frostbite
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Frostbite hits a flying forearm on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite takes Max Caschera down with a roundhouse kick...
There are lots of chants for Frostbite...
Frostbite executes a flying elbowdrop on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a Shining Wizard...
Frostbite uses a knifehand chop on Max Caschera...
Frostbite uses a DDT on Max Caschera...
There are lots of chants for Frostbite...
Frostbite throws Max Caschera out of the ring...
Frostbite rolls out under the bottom rope...
Frostbite shoves Max Caschera into the guardrail...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera shoves Frostbite into the guardrail...
Max Caschera throws Frostbite back into the ring...
Max Caschera executes a full nelson slam on Frostbite...
Numerous fans are using Max Caschera for target practice...
Max Caschera goes for a back suplex, but Frostbite flips over...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a release German suplex...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a back heel kick...
Max Caschera goes for a Fujiwara armbar, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a backdrop, but Max Caschera counters it with a sunset flip...
Scott Braski counts: One, shoulder up...
Max Caschera executes a half nelson suplex on Frostbite...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a top-rope splash...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera sends Frostbite into the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera charges in with a running shoulderblock, but Frostbite lifts his leg...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera uses a dropkick on Frostbite...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a clothesline...
Frostbite uses a flying elbowdrop on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes, but Max Caschera reverses it...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with an elbow...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but Max Caschera counters it with a single-leg takedown into a leglock...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after 5 seconds...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with an STO...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a half nelson suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite goes for a dragon sleeper, but Max Caschera counters it with a kick to the head...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera hits a knifehand chop on Frostbite...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a knifehand chop...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a spear...
Max Caschera executes a series of mounted punches on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera uses a vertical suplex on Frostbite...
Max Caschera goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Frostbite counters it with a go-behind...
Max Caschera re-reverses it...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a belly-to-back suplex...
Max Caschera catches Frostbite in a Fujiwara armbar...
Frostbite inches his way towards the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera goes for a release German suplex, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite kicks Max Caschera...
There are lots of chants for Frostbite...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Frostbite punches Max Caschera...
Frostbite punches Max Caschera...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Frostbite hits a DDT on Max Caschera...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits an armbar takedown on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a clothesline...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with an elbow...
Frostbite uses a forearm to the back on Max Caschera...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite and Max Caschera get hit with a double clothesline...
Frostbite hits a DDT on Max Caschera...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite goes for a flying forearm, but Max Caschera ducks out of the way...
Max Caschera places Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera executes a belly-to-belly superplex on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera executes a release German suplex on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with an armbar takedown...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a kick...
Max Caschera covers Frostbite...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a dragon screw...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Frostbite misses with a kick...
Max Caschera goes for a back heel kick, but Frostbite counters it with a cradle suplex...
Frostbite goes for a frog splash, but Max Caschera gets his knees up...
Max Caschera locks Frostbite in a triangle choke...
Frostbite tries to escape the hold...
Frostbite grabs the ropes after 12 seconds...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Frostbite...
Max Caschera is being booed out of the building...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a full nelson slam...
Max Caschera goes for a backdrop, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a backdrop, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a snap suplex...
Max Caschera goes for a release German suplex, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite throws Max Caschera out of the ring...
Scott Braski counts: one, Max Caschera re-enters the ring...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a roundhouse kick...
Frostbite uses an armbar takedown on Max Caschera...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes, but Max Caschera reverses it...
Frostbite executes a back heel kick on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a kneelift...
Frostbite uses a forearm to the back on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a missile dropkick...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite hits a missile dropkick on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera throws Frostbite out of the ring...
Scott Braski counts: one, two, three, Frostbite re-enters the ring...
Max Caschera sets up Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera uses a belly-to-back superplex on Frostbite...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris...
Max Caschera kicks Frostbite...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris...
Frostbite chops Max Caschera...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite...
Max Caschera chops Frostbite...
The crowd is vociferously booing Max Caschera...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with an armbar takedown...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a vertical suplex...
Max Caschera catches Frostbite in a cobra clutch...
Frostbite is struggling to reach the ropes...
Frostbite is inching his way towards the ropes...
Frostbite is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after being trapped for 24 seconds...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a dragon screw...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a spear...
Max Caschera goes for a knifehand chop, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a dropkick...
Frostbite takes Max Caschera down with a series of mounted punches...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera uses a kick to the knee on Frostbite...
Max Caschera catches Frostbite in a rolling takedown leglock...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after 5 seconds...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Frostbite...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Max Caschera goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite uses a flying forearm on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite uses a kick to the knee on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits a knifehand chop on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits a flying forearm on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Max Caschera hits a spear on Frostbite...
Max Caschera puts Frostbite in a Fujiwara armbar...
Max Caschera lets go after 14 seconds...
Max Caschera uses a moonsault on Frostbite...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Max Caschera places Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera executes a belly-to-back superplex on Frostbite...
Max Caschera is being booed out of the building...
Max Caschera chops Frostbite...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Max Caschera kicks Frostbite...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Max Caschera hits a spear on Frostbite...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a kick to the knee...
Max Caschera puts Frostbite in a rolling takedown leglock...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after 5 seconds...
Max Caschera puts Frostbite in a bodyscissors submission...
Frostbite grabs the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a spear...
Max Caschera goes for a bodyscissors submission, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with an elbowsmash...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a DDT...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a top-rope splash...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a shoulderblock...
Max Caschera goes for a DDT, but Frostbite counters it with a small package...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kneelift...
Frostbite executes the Snowstorm on Max Caschera...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is going crazy...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Frooooooostbiiiiiiiite!!!
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Winner: Frostbite
Time of match: 0:16:57
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TM: That means our first semi-final has been set up now... Liam Donegal will face Frostbite at the supercard...
JT: That will be the first time we have seen that match up... I’m looking forward to that one...
TM: So am I... Just hope Frostbite can keep his mind on the task in hand...
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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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[We see the seven foot monster leaning up against a locker as it appears once again he has a tablet in his hands as he is watching something, not taking his eyes away from it...]
Lucifer: That is something that I must avoid...
[As he continues to look on we see Doomsday enters the room...]
Doomsday: I am assuming that you are watching the videos that I downloaded earlier in the week?
Lucifer: No!!! I am watching porn!!!
Doomsday: I would hope not...
[Lucifer gives Doomsday an odd look...]
Lucifer: I am watching some of Caleb Foley's matches...
[He shakes his head...]
Lucifer: He is one tough Irishman...
Doomsday: Yes, he is... But I believe the Television champion is just a little bit tougher...
Lucifer: Your television champion is going to go right through Foley tonight...
Doomsday: Last weeks attack from Dexter Payne might just be the key we need to win...
Lucifer: How do you figure?
Doomsday: I downloaded that tag team match... I believe Dexter hurt him...
Lucifer: And you saw something that will help me tonight...
Doomsday: Foley is tough... But the guy was in pain after that attack... I can see it on his face... I don't care who you are? Nobody can hide pain...
[Lucifer hands the tablet back to Doomsday...]
Lucifer: So you have a plan tonight...
Doomsday: I always do...
Lucifer: I study plenty of his matches this last couple of days... I think I might have an idea or two...
Doomsday: I would like to hear...
[Doomsday puts the tablet in the locker behind him...]
Doomsday: You see you are coming along very quickly... You are studying more video of your opponents... I like this side of you...
Lucifer: I must get better...
Doomsday: You are... You are proving that Bonser might the right decision when you signed you and placed you in singles competition... You are now a two time Television champion...
Lucifer: If Johnny hadn't softened Liam up...
Doomsday: Look - turn about is fair play... Liam beat you because of an injury to your hand... Sure Johnny did a number on him, but he didn't appear to slow Liam down... He will get his rematch after this tournament is over with...
Lucifer: But focus on Foley tonight...
Doomsday: Yes, he is public enemy number one...
[Doomsday picks up the tablet once again...]
Doomsday: Let me hear your ideas...
[He puts the tablet in front of their faces so the camera will not catch them discussing a game plan...]
Doomsday: That could work...
Lucifer: Really?
Doomsday: Quite frankly, I was thinking of something along those lines...
Lucifer: You think Dexter will make an appearance?
Doomsday: Don't really know... I haven't talked to Dexter in a few years... Don't really know what the guy is thinking...
Lucifer: If he does?
Doomsday: You have nothing to worry about... He appears to be targeting Foley, and that just might play to our advantage...
Lucifer: And the masked men?
Doomsday: Frostbite has already said that somebody is going out on a stretcher... I tend to believe him...
[Doomsday grabs a black t-shirt and tosses to Lucifer...]
Doomsday: Besides, if need be... Frosty owes us a favor...
[Lucifer nods his head...]
Doomsday: Get ready for your match... You have a tough test ahead...
[Lucifer puts on his t-shirt...]
Lucifer: So plan A or plan B?
Doomsday: Both...
Lucifer: Serious?
Doomsday: Both will work... Besides it is time to put a stamp on things around here... A win over someone like Foley will take your game up another notch... After tonight, this tournament will be yours for the taking...
[Lucifer puts a glove on his left hand...]
Lucifer: You can trust me... Foley will be out after tonight...
Doomsday: That is what I like to hear... Now it is time for some last minute plans...
[The two lean up against the locker as we head back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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[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 whistle starts and the bass booms into "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr Dre and Ice Cube as the Masters of the 1-8-7 walk out to the ring together... JRG walks to the ring with Ricky J holding the "Git Pay'd Toolz" bag... JRG has a serious look on his face as Ricky J is working the crowd as the hype man, waving his arms up in the air... JRG jumps up to the apron and enters over the top rope... Ricky J slides under the ropes from the floor...]
SJD: At a total combined weight of 560 pounds... Ricky J... JRG... DEF B.I. POSSE!!!
[Ricky J & JRG prepare for the match and await their opponents...]
SJD: Their opponents...
[The opening refrain of "A Country Boy Can Survive" blares over the house PA as Joey and Earl Bradshaw make their way to the ring... Both men, dressed in their usual attire of sleeveless t-shirts and baggy cutoffs, slowly stalk towards the ring while shouting insults at their opponents...]
SJD: Hailing from Cottondale, Florida and weighing in at a total combined weight of 480 pounds... Earl Bradshaw... Joey Bradshaw... THE WEST FLORIDA REDNECKS
[They climb through the ropes and crisscross the ring, bouncing off the ropes and meeting in mid ring where they jump and bump their hips together... As the music fades they go to their corner and confer with one another until the bell rings...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Def B... I... Posse Vs The West Florida Rednecks
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Ricky J hits a dropsault on Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a flip piledriver...
Ricky J uses a flying forearm on Joey Bradshaw...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J nails Joey Bradshaw with a spinning back suplex...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Ricky J is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Ricky J nails Joey Bradshaw with a spinning heel kick...
Ricky J executes a flying spinning leg lariat on Joey Bradshaw...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Ricky J attempts to place Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Ricky J tags out to JRG...
JRG and Ricky J hit Joey Bradshaw with a double DDT...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
JRG takes Joey Bradshaw down with a DDT...
A portion of the crowd is booing JRG...
JRG goes for a pumphandle slam, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw tags out to Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw executes a double underhook powerbomb on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw whips JRG into the ropes...
JRG hits Earl Bradshaw with a kick...
JRG goes for a kneelift, but Earl Bradshaw side-steps and JRG crashes to the canvas...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a moonsault bodyblock, but JRG counters it with a powerslam...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
A portion of the crowd is cheering JRG...
JRG tags out to Ricky J...
Ricky J and JRG whip Earl Bradshaw into the ropes...
They hit Earl Bradshaw with a double fist to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring and throws JRG out of the ring...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a big boot...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a springboard rana...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw executes a Huracanrana on Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw executes a flying huracanrana on Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a spinwheel kick...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a shoulderblock...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a spear...
Earl Bradshaw is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a dropsault...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a baseball slide, but Ricky J counters it with a leapfrog...
In turn, Earl Bradshaw counters it with a cross-body block...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a DDT, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J hits Earl Bradshaw with a flying huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ricky J tags out to JRG...
JRG and Ricky J whip Earl Bradshaw into the ropes...
They attempt to hit Earl Bradshaw with a double fist to the midsection, but he counters it with a double clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a roundhouse kick, but JRG blocks it...
JRG punches Earl Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing JRG...
JRG punches Earl Bradshaw...
JRG is starting to get more cheers than boos...
JRG uses a Samoan Drop on Earl Bradshaw...
JRG whips Earl Bradshaw into the ropes, but Earl Bradshaw reverses it...
JRG goes for a shoulderblock, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a legscissors takedown...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw takes the chair...
Earl Bradshaw executes a corkscrew moonsault with the chair on JRG...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but JRG side-steps and Earl Bradshaw crashes to the canvas...
JRG covers Earl Bradshaw...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ricky J enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring and lays out Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw hit JRG with a double DDT...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard rana on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a fisherman suplex, but JRG blocks it...
JRG goes for a Death Valley Driver, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a DDT...
Earl Bradshaw hits a springboard moonsault on JRG...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw hits JRG with a roundhouse kick...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard armdrag on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw uses a flying spinning leg lariat on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw executes a flying spinning leg lariat on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a standing moonsault, but JRG counters it with a kneelift...
JRG goes for a front slam, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a roundhouse right...
Earl Bradshaw takes JRG down with a spinning heel kick...
Earl Bradshaw is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw whip JRG into the ropes...
They attempt to hit JRG with a double fist to the midsection, but he counters it with a double clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
JRG places Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
JRG nails Earl Bradshaw with a superplex...
JRG tags out to Ricky J...
Ricky J hits a roundhouse kick on Earl Bradshaw...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree removes the chair from the ring...
Ricky J nails Earl Bradshaw with a roundhouse kick...
Ricky J is met with a mixture of cheers and boos...
Ricky J executes spinning headscissors on Earl Bradshaw...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a split legged moonsault, but Earl Bradshaw rolls out of the way...
Earl Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spinning heel kick, but Ricky J blocks it...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Ricky J and JRG hit Earl Bradshaw with a double DDT...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J goes for a flying huracanrana, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a power bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a springboard rana...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but Ricky J side-steps and Earl Bradshaw crashes to the canvas...
Ricky J hits a cartwheel splash on Earl Bradshaw...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Ricky J and JRG hit Earl Bradshaw with a double DDT...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring, but gets cut off...
JRG nails Earl Bradshaw with a short clothesline...
Ricky J goes for a crucifix, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a Samoan Drop...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Earl Bradshaw...
JRG leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a Huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw uses a flip piledriver on Ricky J...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Earl Bradshaw tags out to Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double backdrop...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a snap mare, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J goes for a hanging vertical suplex, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a pumphandle slam...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a full nelson, but Ricky J blocks it...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Earl Bradshaw enters the ring and lays out JRG...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw hit Ricky J with a double DDT...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Joey Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes, but Ricky J reverses it...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a clothesline...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Ricky J goes for a Huracanrana, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a jumping bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a powerbomb, but Ricky J counters it with a small package hold...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J throws Perry Crabtree out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree is out cold...
Perry Crabtree crawls back into the ring...
Perry Crabtree is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
Ricky J whips Joey Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ricky J runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Joey Bradshaw moves out of the way...
Joey Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a swinging neckbreaker...
Joey Bradshaw executes the Snakebite on Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Joey Bradshaw gets a sleeperhold on Ricky J...
Ricky J is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ricky J gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 11 seconds...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a big boot...
Earl Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
JRG enters the ring and lays out Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J and JRG whip Joey Bradshaw into the ropes...
They hit Joey Bradshaw with a double elbowsmash...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a side suplex...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a series of stomps in the corner...
Ricky J springs to his feet...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a powerslam, but Ricky J counters it with a sunset flip...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J chops Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw hits Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a powerslam, but Ricky J counters it with a high cross body...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J knocks down Perry Crabtree...
Perry Crabtree is out cold...
Perry Crabtree is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
Ricky J throws Joey Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a fisherman buster...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a hammerlock reverse DDT, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes, but Ricky J reverses it...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a running knee lift, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J kicks Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Ricky J goes for a flip piledriver, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backdrop...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a powerbomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a bodyslam...
Earl Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw hit Ricky J with a double DDT...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a full nelson, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J kicks Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J chops Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a cradle piledriver, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backdrop...
Joey Bradshaw hits a front slam on Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a bodyslam...
Joey Bradshaw throws Ricky J into the turnbuckle...
Joey Bradshaw charges in with an avalanche in the corner...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a bulldog, but Ricky J throws him off...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw hits Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J chops Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Ricky J...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Ricky J runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Ricky J goes for a dropsault, but Joey Bradshaw side-steps and Ricky J crashes to the canvas...
Joey Bradshaw hits a Turnbuckle Powerbomb on Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw executes the Snakebite on Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a running knee lift, but Ricky J blocks it...
Perry Crabtree removes the chair from the ring...
Ricky J goes for a cradle piledriver, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backdrop...
In turn, Ricky J counters it with a sunset flip...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Ricky J and JRG hit Joey Bradshaw with a double DDT...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a hanging vertical suplex...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a spin kick, but Joey Bradshaw ducks out of the way...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a gutbuster...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw tags out to Earl Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a side suplex...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a split legged moonsault...
JRG enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Joey Bradshaw uses a bulldog on Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a split legged moonsault...
Earl Bradshaw doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double kick to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a sleeperhold reverse mat slam...
The crowd is wildly cheering Earl Bradshaw with only a few scattered boos audible...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a double underhook powerbomb...
Earl Bradshaw hits a cradle piledriver on Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a release German suplex...
The boos are resurfacing again...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Ricky J nails Earl Bradshaw with an enzuigiri...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
JRG goes for a short clothesline, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
JRG leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard rana on Ricky J...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with an elbow...
Earl Bradshaw is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double kick to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a short clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw uses a crucifix on Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Joey Bradshaw hits a short clothesline on Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a backdrop driver, but Ricky J counters it with a facerake...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Ricky J takes Earl Bradshaw down with a fisherman buster...
Ricky J hits a spinning heel kick on Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope for dear life...
Ricky J sees it and breaks Earl Bradshaw's grip...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, Earl Bradshaw re-enters the ring...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Ricky J sets up the chair...
Ricky J hits a flying reverse neckbreaker onto the chair on Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J uses a somersault legdrop on Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Ricky J takes Earl Bradshaw down with a somersault legdrop...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a shoulderblock...
Earl Bradshaw hits a springboard rana on Ricky J...
The boos are resurfacing again...
Earl Bradshaw tags out to Joey Bradshaw...
JRG enters the ring and throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
JRG nails Joey Bradshaw with a short clothesline...
Ricky J uses a crucifix on Joey Bradshaw...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J uses a hammerlock reverse DDT on Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a somersault legdrop...
Ricky J tags JRG...
JRG lifts Joey Bradshaw up...
Ricky J nails Joey Bradshaw with the 1-8-7 and goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
Ricky J acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
SJD: The winners of the match – DEF B.I. POSSE!!!
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Winner: Def B.I. Posse
Time of match: 0:17:20
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TM: The new Posse rides into town and immediately picks up a win,
JT: True but the Rednecks made them work for it though... It certainly wasn’t an easy win...
TM: Absolutely not... Now, I believe the IXWA Television Champion is standing by backstage...
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Backstage:
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[We are still in the locker room as we see the Television champion throwing the usual rights and lefts in mid air as he prepares himself for his match against Caleb Foley - a second round match in the Survival of the Fittest tournament... Our cameras get a closer look into the intense red eyes of the seven foot monster... He stops for a few seconds as he turns toward the locker as he touches the Television title... He turns back toward the camera as he throws right and left elbows in mid air a little something new for the big man...]
Doomsday: Man, can't you just relax a little bit?
[Lucifer looks at his manager...]
Lucifer: Will you let me get some work in?
Doomsday: I have no problem with you working out... But, please don't overdo it...
Lucifer: I sat down for the last half an hour watching video on Foley... We have a game plan in place...
Doomsday: Yes we do... But--- You don't want to pull something before the big match... Or, wear yourself out and give Foley all the advantage that he will need...
[Lucifer starts throwing huge uppercuts in mid air...]
Doomsday: Like that right there...
Lucifer: Look, I know Foley could very well be looking at this right now...
Doomsday: And he is probably licking his chops because he feels that you are--
Lucifer: Wearing myself out?
[Lucifer starts throwing forearm shots in mid air...]
Lucifer: I am trying new things in my workouts... The forearm shots, the uppercuts...
Doomsday: I understand you are trying new things... You are learning, but you need to slow it down... Something you will learn down the road...
Lucifer: I am proving myself already...
Doomsday: Yes, you are... You are the two time Television champion... You have beaten the Extreme Warrior Champion three times...
[Lucifer steps back at starts throwing kicks in mid air...]
Lucifer: I feel that I don't get enough respect...
Doomsday: Big man, if you feel that you don't get any respect then I guess you need to go out there and prove it...
Lucifer: I will, that I promise... I will make Foley and the rest in this tournament respect me...
Doomsday: Big man, I think the guys in the locker know who you are...
Lucifer: I haven't begun to show the locker room who I am... I want the locker room to fear me...
Doomsday: You win this tournament; the locker room will certainly fear you...
[Lucifer stops his workouts as he looks toward the locker at the Television title...]
Doomsday: I want you to keep that back here...
Lucifer: Why?
Doomsday: Foley knows that you are the Television champion... Everybody in this building knows it... I want you to have that feeling that you aren't any type of champion... This tournament doesn't see you as a champion... You are like everybody else in this tournament... You are a contender... I want you to have that mind set...
[Lucifer loses his grip on the title...]
Lucifer: I am a contender...
[Lucifer steps back and fires a huge kick right into the locker behind him as the door flies off its hinges...]
Lucifer: There is your contender...
Doomsday: How many times must I tell you? Ease off the lockers...
Lucifer: I am going into the ring to beat Caleb Foley tonight and win the whole thing and then what is coming to me... A shot at the Extreme Warrior title, and become the champion...
[He just shakes his head...]
Lucifer: Contender...
[He keeps mumbling it as he leaves the locker room...]
Doomsday: That is right big man... Carry the attitude into the ring... Foley won't know what hit him...
[Doomsday looks back at the Television title...]
Doomsday: The tough Irishman doesn't stand a chance against the devil himself...
[Doomsday laughs...]
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[We cut backstage to find "Aristocratic" Archibald Smythe laid out on the floor of the locker room... Blood is puddled by his side and his chest is covered in blood as well as a bunch of cuts...]
JT: ARCHIBALD SMYTHE IS DOWN!!! THE ARISTOCRAT HAS BEEN SMITED!!!
TM: Smited?
JT: Yeah - smited... Did you think I was going to say "smythed" or something?
[On to the scene run members of the IXWA ring crew and a couple of medics...]
TM: Well at least the medics are quick on the scene...
[As the medics tend to Smythe, one of the ring crew members picks up a blood stained note that was next to Smythe... He reads it out loud...]
Ring Crew Member: The Church sees all...
[And the camera zooms in to see a large letter "A" has been carved into Smythe's chest...]
Ring Crew Member: Now everyone else shall see your arrogance for eternity...
[And cut to ringside...]
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Backstage:
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[We see both Doomsday and Lucifer getting ready to head toward the ring for their important match... The seven foot monster is moving his head side to side as if he is trying to get some last minute kinks out before getting into the ring... He pounds his left hand into his right, surely he is checking to see if that gloved left hand is healed from a few weeks ago and by the sound of the noise echoing around the backstage it appears to be the case... Doomsday turns to Lucifer...]
Doomsday: Are you ready big man?
[Lucifer looks at his best friend and manager with an intense look in his red eyes...]
Lucifer: You can bet the farm, I am...
Doomsday: I don't have a farm, but if I did... I would...
Lucifer: Jokes, before the big match...
Doomsday: You got to ease up just a tad... There is such a thing as being too intense...
Lucifer: Doubt that...
Doomsday: It is great that you are intending to hurt Foley tonight... But, you can become too intense when you get into that ring... That means you could very well lose your anger, and then your focus, and then lose sight of the game plan...
[Lucifer cuts him off...]
Lucifer: And lose the match...
Doomsday: Correct... Foley is a sound veteran... He knows what I am talking about... I am sure that is a lesson that he learned in this sport already... He can tell if you are too tight for this match... He will use that to his advantage and beat you...
Lucifer: Stick to the game plan?
Doomsday: You chill just a little bit... Focus on our game plan and everything will fall right into place...
Lucifer: And if it doesn't?
Doomsday: Always plan B...
Lucifer: Which would be?
Doomsday: My game plan...
[Doomsday whispers something in Lucifer's ear...]
Doomsday: Your game plan was excellent... We are going with that... If it appears not be working... Then we go to my plan...
Lucifer: Will it work?
Doomsday: It will work, trust me on this...
Lucifer: And if I win?
Doomsday: I will treat you to a rather large steak big man... But if you lose...
Lucifer: I won't...
Doomsday: If you do... Well then, plenty of road work in your future... More than you would like...
[Lucifer gives an even more intense look if that is possible...]
Lucifer: I will make sure that doesn't happen...
Doomsday: Well, I guess you better win because if you don't... All that you are working for... Well it will be wasted...
Lucifer: I won't waste it...
Doomsday: I am sure you won't...
[Doomsday puts his large hands on Lucifer's massive shoulders like a manager would do for his prize fighter...]
Doomsday: Let's show, Foley that you mean business...
[Lucifer nods at him...]
Doomsday: Take me to him...
[Lucifer pounds his left hand into his right as we head for the next match...]
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TM: Looks like Doomsday lit a big old fire underneath the IXWA Television Champion – Lucifer!!!
JT: Like he needed it... I would NOT want to be Caleb Foley right now...
TM: Nor would I – let’s get the 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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... 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, HE IS ONE HALF OF THE IXWA EXTREME TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS - THIS IS
THE CELTIC CRIPPLER...
CALEB FOLEY!!!
[FACE POP!!!]
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 Doomsday by his side... Doomsday is carrying the IXWA Television Championship belt... Doomsday 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 Doomsday... 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 Doomsday, as he looks back at him... Doomsday points to him and gives a nod as the big man climbs the steps and steps over the top ropes as his music quickly comes to an end... He looks down at his taped up hand and then across at his opponent and snarls to himself...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
"Celtic Crippler" Caleb Foley Vs Lucifer
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Caleb Foley goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Lucifer counters it with a DDT...
A fan at ringside badmouths Lucifer...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Lucifer goes for a powerbomb, but Caleb Foley counters it with a Huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with a backdrop...
Lucifer is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Lucifer whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
Doomsday trips Caleb Foley...
Perry Crabtree threatens Lucifer with disqualification...
Perry Crabtree warns Doomsday...
Perry Crabtree is back on the job...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with an elbow...
Lucifer nails Caleb Foley with a backbreaker...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with an uppercut...
Lucifer uses a headbutt on Caleb Foley...
Lucifer is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer goes for a clothesline, but Caleb Foley ducks out of the way...
Caleb Foley hits a running knee lift on Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Caleb Foley goes for a roundhouse kick, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer goes for a shoulderbreaker, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley hits Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley hits Lucifer...
Caleb Foley punches Lucifer...
Lucifer punches Caleb Foley...
Lucifer is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Caleb Foley hits Lucifer...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley uses a dropkick to the knee on Lucifer...
Caleb Foley executes spinning headscissors on Lucifer...
Caleb Foley catches Lucifer in a half Boston...
Lucifer breaks the hold after 5 seconds...
Lucifer executes the Snake Eyes on Caleb Foley...
Lucifer nails Caleb Foley with a shoulderbreaker...
Lucifer whips Caleb Foley into the ropes, but Caleb Foley reverses it...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with a flying shoulderblock...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...
Lucifer is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Lucifer executes a full nelson slam on Caleb Foley...
Lucifer punches Caleb Foley...
Lucifer is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Caleb Foley kicks Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley punches Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley chops Lucifer...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley executes an arm wringer on Lucifer...
Caleb Foley punches Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Caleb Foley...
Lucifer further incites the crowd...
Caleb Foley kicks Lucifer...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley kicks Lucifer...
Caleb Foley goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer puts Caleb Foley in a chokehold...
Perry Crabtree warns Lucifer to let go...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three, four...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three, four...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with a powerbomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, shoulder up...
Lucifer uses a powerbomb on Caleb Foley...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
Lucifer misses with an elbow...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with a backdrop...
Caleb Foley falls out of the ring...
Lucifer goes outside...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Lucifer throws Caleb Foley back into the ring...
Lucifer goes for a pumphandle slam, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley goes for a reverse Russian legsweep, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer goes for a running knee lift, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley attempts to place Lucifer on the turnbuckle, but Lucifer blocks it...
Caleb Foley nails Lucifer with a Northern Lights suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Caleb Foley...
A fan at ringside badmouths Lucifer...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
A fan at ringside badmouths Lucifer...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Luciiiiiiifeeerrrrrrr!!!
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Winner: Lucifer
Time of match: 0:05:43
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TM: Lucifer standing over Foley now...
JT: What’s he going to d----
[The whistle starts and the bass booms into "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr Dre and Ice Cube... The Def B.I. Posse runs out to the ring... Ricky J has a crowbar and JRG has a steel chair... The Demonic Icon thinks the better of it and gets out of the ring... The foster brothers taunt the giant to get back into the ring... Caleb Foley starts to get up after the match... Ricky J grabs a microphone...]
Ricky J: You Foley... Souz alwayz sayz Wez takez care of our own... So wez just wantz ta make sure you okay, man??
JRG: Dat Knee doesn’t look too good...
[Foley walks on it, shakes it a bit... Nothing seems to be wrong...]
Ricky J: Okay... Cool... Cool... Just wanna make sure before---
[Without warning, JRG shoulder tackles Foley right in the knee... Foley goes down like a ton of bricks as Ricky J keeps talking...]
Ricky J: Ya know what ya did to da Hood... And Da Hood takez care of itz own Buiznezz...
[Ricky J takes the crowbar and takes a shot at that injured left knee... The San Diego fans boo as JRG starts to drop fists onto Foley's face... Ricky J takes to the top of the turnbuckles and throws his hands in the air as JRG gets off of Foley... He tosses the chair up to Ricky J... and Ricky J comes off the top and frog splashes Caleb with the chair between the two... JRG grabs the chair and puts it near the turnbuckles... He takes Caleb's limp body and sets up for the Tombstone piledriver... climbs up to the second turnsbuckle...]
CLANG!!!
[JRG drops the Chalkline onto the chair... Ricky J recovers and stands over Foley... With Microphone in hand...]
Ricky J: I guess it "Ain't All Good In Da HOOD!!!"
[Ricky J drops the microphone on Foley's chest... The crowd boos as the duo leaves the ring with the carnage left in the ring...]
TM: What in the heck was that all about?
JT: I have no idea, Tony... But I don’t think Caleb Foley is a popular guy in some circles...
TM: And there’s more happening back in the locker room...
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[We fade up to Ric Beauty standing near his locker, readying himself for his next win in the Survival of the Fittest tournament... Ric smiles at the camera...]
RB: I told Earl Bradshaw he would be first and he was...
So, Handsome Henry... what do you think I have to say to you?
[Ric kind of snickers...]
RB: Henry, in another bracket I would have expected you to go pretty far... I admire how good you are in the ring Henry... Truly I do...
If you were matched up with say, Caleb Foley, then you would be in for an easy win...
Liam Donegal, also an easy win...
But my friend...
[Ric becomes very serious and glares into the camera...]
Tonight you are not in the easy bracket... You are in the bracket with the most dangerous man in the IXWA!!!
There isn't a man in the IXWA who is as dangerous as me... I have the experience, I have the talent... And frankly at this point...
I got nothing to lose!!!
[Ric relaxes a bit, but not much...]
RB: My climb has just begun and you are just the next ring on the ladder, the next step...
And look into my eyes pretty boy... I am going to step on you!!! I am going to knock you down and I am going to keep you down...
This is about winning this tournament, and then winning the IXWA gold...
And there isn't room for two pretty boys in the IXWA... Tonight Henry, I win...
[Ric tilts his head, showing the scar on his face, showing he will all the way to win...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Two newcomers to the IXWA square off now to determine who will be the fourth man at the Survival of the Fittest supercard...
JT: Who will join Liam Donegal, Frostbite and Lucifer?
TM: It’s time to find out... Over to you Joey!!!
[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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... Introducing first...
["O Fortuna" fills the air and the 24 Hour Man, Ric Beauty steps onto the stage and in an instant owns it... He eyes the crowd before taking the walk to the ring followed by his wife, Val... Ric slides into the ring and surveys the audience...]
SJD: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from LAS VEGAS NEVADA, the TWENTY FOUR HOUR MAN...
... RIC BEAUTY!!!
[Ric smiles and moves into his corner...]
SJD: His opponent...
[You never realized how many women liked wrestling... Look at all these young girls... There sure are a lot of them... Too many... It’s hard to see past them... Have you always been this short? "Marche Slave" by Tchaikovsky starts to pump over the PA system, at least you think it is, it’s hard to hear anything over the high pitched shrieking... Where's the fire, ladies? The wall of estrogens crashes against the guardrail, obscuring the entrance way... Getting up on your tip toes, you try to make out the next competitor, who could it be?!!! Then the swooning starts... Girl after girl faints away, an army of them falling to the ground... The wave of limp bodies starts to wash towards you... This is like that movie that no one watched, you know, The Happening!!! Not wanting to be put under by asshole plants, you start to run away from the fainting girls in your direction... but its too late!!! As you glimpse the next competitor any thoughts of a heterosexual future fly out the window... Joey Diamond pulls a piece of paper from his pocket, shrugs an starts to read from it...]
SJD: Please put your grubby, chubby, and let’s not forget stubby, hands together in welcoming a vision of loveliness that needs no introduction!!!
What? He really doesn't...
[With that - Joey shrugs and puts the card back in his pocket as Henry Auster makes his way to the ring followed by Edgar Caspian...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
Ric Beauty Vs "Handsome" Henry Auster
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a slingshot suplex...
Ric Beauty is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Ric Beauty catches Henry Auster in a side headlock...
Henry Auster breaks the hold after 10 seconds...
Henry Auster goes for a snap suplex, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty goes for a front facelock, but Henry Auster counters it with a backdrop...
In turn, Ric Beauty counters it with a sunset flip...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ric Beauty executes a back suplex on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty uses a vertical suplex on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a double leg takedown...
Ric Beauty goes for an abdominal stretch, but Henry Auster reverses it...
Ric Beauty is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ric Beauty is struggling to reach the ropes...
Ric Beauty gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 20 seconds...
Henry Auster locks Ric Beauty in a sleeperhold...
Ric Beauty makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds...
Henry Auster hits an arm wringer on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster takes Ric Beauty down with a back suplex...
Henry Auster hits a drop toe hold on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster goes for a figure-four leglock, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster...
The crowd is starting to get behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Henry Auster chops Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Henry Auster punches Ric Beauty...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a double underhook suplex...
Henry Auster is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Henry Auster executes an eye gouge on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Ric Beauty chops Henry Auster...
The crowd is cheering on Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the ropes...
Ric Beauty nails Henry Auster with a hiptoss...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a backbreaker...
Ric Beauty sends Henry Auster into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty charges into the corner, but Henry Auster moves out of the way...
Henry Auster uses a head and arm suplex on Ric Beauty...
The crowd is booing Henry Auster...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a clothesline...
Henry Auster falls out of the ring...
Ric Beauty jumps onto him with a flying axhandle...
The crowd is really behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty runs Henry Auster into the ringsteps...
Val Beauty comes from behind, but Henry Auster nails Val Beauty...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the guardrail...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a kneebreaker...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Perry Crabtree counts: 2...
Perry Crabtree counts: 3...
Ric Beauty goes for a slingshot suplex, but Henry Auster counters it with a small package...
Perry Crabtree counts: 4...
Henry Auster knocks Ric Beauty into the ringpost...
A fan at ringside badmouths Henry Auster...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Henry Auster goes for the Beautiful Dreamer, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Henry Auster throws Ric Beauty into the ringsteps...
Henry Auster is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Perry Crabtree counts: 5...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a European uppercut...
Ric Beauty shoves Henry Auster into the guardrail...
Perry Crabtree counts: 6...
Ric Beauty shoves Henry Auster into the guardrail...
Perry Crabtree counts: 7...
Ric Beauty gets back into the ring...
Henry Auster follows him back in...
Ric Beauty goes for a vertical suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Henry Auster goes for an abdominal stretch, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Henry Auster is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Henry Auster makes it to the ropes after holding out for 9 seconds...
Ric Beauty goes for a European uppercut, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a jack-knife power bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Henry Auster goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Ric Beauty counters it with a facerake...
Ric Beauty executes a piledriver on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a vertical suplex...
Ric Beauty throws Henry Auster out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, Henry Auster re-enters the ring...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with a kick...
Henry Auster takes Ric Beauty down with a hiptoss...
Henry Auster executes an Asai moonsault on Ric Beauty...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with an elbow...
Ric Beauty puts Henry Auster in a front facelock...
Henry Auster is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Henry Auster makes it to the ropes after holding out for 6 seconds...
Ric Beauty hits a knifehand chop on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty goes for a slingshot suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a kick...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with a shoulderblock...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster and Ric Beauty get hit with a double clothesline...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Ric Beauty goes for a fireman's carry takedown, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster hits an Asai moonsault on Ric Beauty...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster goes for a European uppercut, but Ric Beauty counters it with a backslide...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a backdrop...
Ric Beauty hits a fireman's carry takedown on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty uses a German suplex on Henry Auster...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ric Beauty hits a piledriver on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty goes for a head and arm suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster goes for an armdrag, but Ric Beauty counters it with a backslide...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Ric Beauty hits a head and arm suplex on Henry Auster...
The crowd is behind Ric Beauty all the way...
Ric Beauty attempts to place Henry Auster on the turnbuckle, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a headlock takedown...
Ric Beauty throws Henry Auster into the turnbuckle, but Henry Auster reverses it...
Henry Auster hits an eye gouge on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a German suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a headlock takedown...
Henry Auster takes Ric Beauty down with an eye gouge...
Henry Auster goes for a vertical suplex, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty executes a backdrop on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty goes for a headlock takedown, but Henry Auster counters it with a back suplex...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with a snap suplex...
Henry Auster hits a European uppercut on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with an Asai moonsault...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Edgar Caspian trips Ric Beauty...
Perry Crabtree disqualifies Henry Auster...
There are lots of chants for Ric Beauty...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Ric Beauuuuuuuuuutyy!!!
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Winner: Ric Beauty
Time of match: 0:11:14
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TM: So – there you have it... The semi-finals are set... Liam Donegal battles Frostbite...
JT: And Lucifer squares off against Ric Beauty...
TM: And with the added factor of the unknown stipulations; anything can and will happen at the supercard...
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Backstage:
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[The fans begin to boo as the camera focuses in on Dexter Payne, standing by with Kimberly McGraff...]
Kimberly: I’m standing with the man who just last week on Beatdown executed a calculated, cold post match attack on Caleb Foley, one Dexter Payne... All week long I’ve wondered why you did it, Dexter, and now I just have to ask why?
[Dexter grins and sweeps his long blue hair back from his eyes and grabs the mic...]
DP: It’s simple, Kimmy... I can call you that, right?
KM: It’s umm – I...
DP: Anyway, like I said, it’s simple... I said I was going to do it, and I did it... The IXWA needs to learn the Dexter Payne Principle; a principle so basic that even you and your sister can understand it while you’re wearing your Ugg boots, watching “Friends”, and enjoying your scooped out bagels and Starbucks Skinny Lattes... The Dexter Payne Principle plainly states that when Dexter Payne says he’s going to do something, he does it... No questions asked, no doubts entertained...
KM: But, I just don’t understand - why Caleb Foley?
DP: I wouldn’t expect you to understand, Kimmy... But Foley just simply did the wrong thing at the wrong time... He handed me my first loss in this pathetic backwater league and he had to be the first in a long line of examples, examples that state to the world that Dexter Payne is head and shoulders above the rest of the competitors here...
[Kimberly pauses for a moment and then asks another question...]
KM: What do you have to say to the accusations made by our commentators last week that your attack on Foley just revealed a “spoiled brat who didn’t get his way”?
[Now its Dexter’s turn to pause and he fixes his eyes on the camera, the grin slipping from his face...]
DP: I can only say that they don’t know what the hell they’re talking about... They don’t get in the ring week after week... They don’t train, unless you count eating donuts at 3 AM training... They don’t live the week in, week out life of a wrestler - they simply get to sit back, prop up their feet, and watch... And we PAY them to talk about what they’re seeing... Don’t you see the absurdity in that?
KM: I’m not sure I do...
DP: Of course you don’t... It’s like tonight... I’m going to walk out to the ring with a clown on one side and a psycho on the other, and they’ll probably come up with some clever little comment about how it’s like a three ring circus or something... Without even knowing a person’s life... Everything I have in life I’ve clawed my way to the top of the heap for, which is more than I can say for those two morons with microphones at ringside... And most likely, more than I can say about tonight’s opponents...
KM: That’s right!!! Tonight, you take on “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe, The Outlaw, and “Random Violence” Jack Williams, a man who has been your partner before... He knows you a little better than these other two... Does that make you worried?
[Dexter scoffs at that idea, the very thought bringing the smile back to his face...]
DP: Me? Worried? Surely you have me pegged for someone else... After all, as much as Jack Williams knows about me, I know about him... Everything that goes on in that ring gets recorded and stored right – up – here...
[He emphasizes his words with a tap to his forehead...]
DP: And as for the other two - who are they exactly? Wait, it really doesn’t matter... What I’d be more concerned about, if I were them, is that across the ring from them is a crazy clown, a full out psycho, and the greatest wrestling phenomenon this company has ever seen, and this match will be over before it even starts, thanks to Chad Allen, Johnny Blayze, and Dexter Payne... Now that’s a principle you can believe in...
[He drops the mic and walks away before Kimberly can say another word, as the camera fades to black...]
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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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Ringside:
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[We cut back to ringside... And within the ring stands "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze along with his associate, Orson Thomas... Blayze is wearing his long trenchcoat with black pants and no shirt while Thomas has a black t-shirt with jeans and boots, sunglasses covering his eyes... Blayze strokes his bushy beard while Orson begins to speak...]
Orson: When Johnny Blayze first entered professional wrestling, he was a hotshot who never hesitated to help his fellow man or woman... It was a time when guys like Pat Gordon Junior were still relevant and Bob Pooler was the voice of reason... A time when The Murder were putting wrestlers on the shelf like clockwork... And Blayze... he repeatedly found himself on the receiving end of these vicious beat downs, and he often found himself asking, "Where are my friends? Where are the men who I have helped stave off from attacks on multiple occasions? Why am I alone?"...
[Orson chuckles and then continues...]
Orson: Enter Jonathon Collins... A man who calls himself, “The Saint of Violence” and helped put this very building on the map with his company, EXODUS Pro... He was the only person willing to lend a bruised and battered Blayze a helping hand... Some say he manipulated Blayze; that he took advantage of a man whose paranoia was already at a peak...
[Pause...]
Orson: Well, I say, that man SAVED Johnny Blayze... He took a boy, still suckling on the breasts of innocence, and turned him into the man he was always destined to be... He catalyzed the metamorphosis of Johnny Blayze into the revolutionary radical he is today, a necessary evil... For in this business, friends... are nothing more than distractions and crutches... They say Blayze is a coward for turning on his friends...
He was merely taking off the training wheels...
[Another pause...]
Orson: Now, he finds himself in the company of someone who can match his tenacity and one whose ferociousness surpasses his own... He’s found himself a partner that he can entrust to stand at his side as he eradicates loyalist infidels that infest professional wrestling... Yet... it seems IXWA doesn’t seem to understand... Instead of heeding our warnings and succumbing to our command, they insult us by trying to focus our attention elsewhere... It’s utter disrespect...
[Orson smirks, though he is clearly aggravated... He inhales deeply through his nostrils, his smirk never fading... Johnny Blayze touches his shoulder and he lets "The Psychotic One" take the stage... Blayze stares into the camera, silent for a moment and wiping his hands on his pants, before uttering his first words...]
Blayze: Some see a six man tag match... A battle between trios... I see nothing but opportunity... A moment in time that The Church of The Beyond will steal from three other people who are looking to make a name for themselves...
Archibald Smythe... a man I had high prospects for after our last encounter... I thought he had seen the light within the darkness and was ready to embrace his inner hatred like so many since...
[He looks down for a moment and then looks back up...]
Blayze: But I was wrong... I failed to reach him... I realize now that there's nothing wrong with my sermon; but rather with the clergy... His perpetual arrogance was only further revealed in the last few days... His talk of how "he almost had me" burns within my ears... It disgusts me to even think about it...
Smythe, I know what you tried to do in San Francisco... The victim ploy only works if people care about you... But not a fan in the stands or the back would piss on you if you were on fire, Archie... They’re using you, just like the time FGA used a poor sap that pretended to be me and attacked Alexia Brandt in an attempt to drum up interest for a ridiculous feud... Once you realize this all, you will understand how beneficial my cause truly can be for someone such as yourself...
And then there's The Outlaw...
[Blayze shakes his head somewhat sympathetically...]
Blayze: You are the poor lost soul that is simply being dragged into this for no just reason... A lamb led to the slaughter... Stepping into the ring will be a fool's errand... Let me tell you that much... Didn’t you learn your lesson already when you faced Frostbite? Do you really think assistance from the wavering and manipulative Archibald Smythe will help you? He’s simply using you so he doesn’t feel like he’s being used... He wants to feel in control and you’re enabling him, Outlaw... So now, I will have to forcibly open your eyes to the cold, hard truth...
[Blayze looks back at Orson Thomas and smirks before continuing to speak...]
Blayze: And speaking of the cold, hard truth... We are also set to face Jack Williams - a man who calls himself "Random Violence"... Jack, did you see what I did to Liam Donegal last week? THAT is random violence... Not the crap you perpetrate in this ring week in and week out as you defend your Extreme Warrior title...
[He pauses for a moment...]
Blayze: Gentlemen... Unlike Orson and me, who mesh together perfectly, you three are the proverbial square pegs trying to fit into the circular hole... You’re just a couple of jokers that no one takes seriously... And why should they? Williams can brag about holding that Extreme Warrior Championship, but what does that ultimately mean? It means that he is the best of the very dire situation that IS "extreme wrestling" in this business...
[He winks at the camera...]
Blayze: But don’t fret... When the new regime has taken over, you will all be given fair chances to be fodder for the true elites...
[Orson whispers something in his ear...]
Blayze: Oh but of course... Let me take a moment to preach to young Liam Donegal... Oh my dear lad... You tried SO hard to make a flashpoint moment in IXWA, but you failed miserably... The IXWA TV title didn't make it down the coast like you hoped, thanks to Orson and myself... I can understand your frustrations... I truly can... Liam, your blasphemous remarks have not fallen on blind eyes... You clearly don’t believe in the words that I preach, but I’m sure Orson and I can sway you towards the truth in due time... Our methods tend to be... Deathly persuasive... Better yet, ask Sadie Dunhill...
[Pause...]
Who's Sadie Dunhill, you might ask? Why just take a look on the big screen...
[The XTREME-Tron lights up and we see Orson Thomas, from an obviously pre-taped segment, standing in a dark hallway...]
Orson: Follow me...
[Orson Thomas heads out of frame and as the camera turns to follow, we see he is heading down the hallway... The camera stays behind him and is led into a cold grey concrete room... Standing in one corner is Johnny Blayze and sprawled face down in the center of the room is a woman; her barely conscious body almost moments ago was hanging from the ceiling above by a metal hook, and her bloodied wrists are bound together above her head by a strong, thin metal wire... Orson goes over to her and flips her on to her back... She moans in pain as the blood from her nose and facial cuts slide down her contused face and seeps into her hair... Dark purple bruises and knots cover her stomach, neck, and legs...]
Blayze: This, my dear friends, is Sadie Dunhill... An unfortunate soul found on the streets of San Francisco begging for change... When she approached us to panhandle, I told her of our guarantee of bringing on a new age... We told her of our methods and she said she was sickened... A woman, living on the streets with nothing but the skin on her bones to call her own, refusing to believe in something as benevolent and righteous as our cause? Her arrogance was misplaced, and I knew that the right thing to do would be to show he the error of her ways...
[Blayze walks over and grabs Sadie by her hair to forcibly turn her wobbly head towards the camera...]
Blayze: She has begun her first stage of transformation... And very soon, she will be saved... It will not be an easy path or a painless one... In the end, she... will have to make a choice... The same choice we all have to make once in our precious lives...
Adapt or die...
[The scene on the screen ends and we are back to focusing on Johnny Blayze and Orson Thomas inside the ring...]
Blayze: Tonight, here in San Diego, CA, the marquee may say IXWA Beatdown, but there are things in motion that are bigger than this company...
This...
[He goes over to Orson Thomas and places a hand on his shoulder...]
Blayze: This is about the future of this sport, business, and industry... The Church of The Beyond will stand tall at the end of the night for all to see... And when I get my hands on Liam Donegal once more, the match will be our platform to address the issues in this industry and it's pending demise, and to open the eyes of the masses... Our cause can always use some new bodies to plow through but most of all, it needs people who are sick of the establishment to join us in making a NEW regime, and to lead wrestling into the Age of Enlightenment... Archibald Smythe... Jack Williams... and The Outlaw... you have committed heinous acts of treason and heresy, and you have only two choices in front of you... Join us and receive penance for your sins...
[Orson steps forward... A snarl forms upon his mouth...]
Orson: Or face the full verdict of our unyielding judgment...
Blayze: Let's put some minds to the test and see who perseveres... And those who don't... your loss will be greatly mourned...
[Blayze drops the microphone...]
SJD: This contest is an elimination tables match... And it is your main event for the evening... Introducing first... Hailing from the Church of The Beyond and weighing in at 215 pounds... He is accompanied by Orson Thomas... He is "THE PSYCHOTIC ONE" JOHNNY BLAYZE!!!
[Blayze throws his arms into the air...]
SJD: His partner...
Cue: "Am I A Psycho" by Tech N9ne
SJD: Fighting out of Queens, New York City, New York and weighing in at 265 pounds... "Jester" Chad Allen
[Allen walks down to ringside and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring...]
SJD Their partner...
[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... 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...]
“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...”
SJD: Hailing from Nashville, TN and weighing in at 225lbs... Dexter Paaaaaaaaaaayyynee!!!
[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...]
SJD: This Their opponents...
[“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...]
TM: He doesn’t look very comfortable after his attack earlier...
SJD: And his partner...
[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...]
SJD: Their partner...
Cue: 'Long Haired Country Boy' by Charlie Daniels
[The Outlaw slowly walks into the ring, glaring at the crowds as he stops to heckle a few of the ringside fans, and insult them...]
SJD: Weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Odessa, Texas... The Outlaaaaaaaaaaaaawww!!!
[As he climbs into the ring, the Outlaw grabs the microphone as he bashes and insults California, and proclaims it to be morally bankrupt and inferior to Texas...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
MAIN EVENT:
Six Man Tables Elimination match:
"The Jester" Chad Allen / "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze / Dexter Payne
Vs
"Aristocratic" Archibald Smythe / The Outlaw / "Random Violence" Jack Williams
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
The Outlaw chops Chad Allen...
A portion of the crowd is booing The Outlaw...
Chad Allen chops The Outlaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Chad Allen...
Chad Allen punches The Outlaw...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
Chad Allen hits The Outlaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Chad Allen...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
The Outlaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen with a facerake...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
Chad Allen chops The Outlaw...
Chad Allen acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Chad Allen hits The Outlaw...
Chad Allen punches The Outlaw...
Chad Allen is starting to get more cheers than boos...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
The Outlaw is starting to get more cheers than boos...
The Outlaw punches Chad Allen...
The Outlaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Chad Allen kicks The Outlaw...
Chad Allen acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
The Outlaw chops Chad Allen...
Chad Allen kicks The Outlaw...
Chad Allen throws The Outlaw out of the ring...
Chad Allen goes for a plancha, but The Outlaw moves out of the way...
The Outlaw sets up a table...
The Outlaw goes for a running clothesline, but Chad Allen ducks out of the way...
Chad Allen throws The Outlaw into the ringsteps...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze hits a short clothesline on The Outlaw...
Chad Allen goes for a release German suplex, but The Outlaw counters it with an elbowsmash...
The Outlaw is handed brass knuckles...
The Outlaw hits him with the knuckles...
The Outlaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
The Outlaw sets up Chad Allen on the table...
The Outlaw tries to drive Chad Allen through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it...
Chad Allen goes for a backbreaker, but The Outlaw blocks it...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
The Outlaw goes for a kick to the midsection, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen re-enters the ring...
The Outlaw climbs back into the ring...
Chad Allen tags out to Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze and Chad Allen hit The Outlaw with a double bulldog...
Chad Allen leaves the ring...
Johnny Blayze executes a shoulderblock to the midsection on The Outlaw...
Johnny Blayze goes for a fisherman buster, but The Outlaw counters it with a small package...
The Outlaw tags out to Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe goes for a forearm smash, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze throws Archibald Smythe out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze rolls out under the bottom rope...
Johnny Blayze sets up Archibald Smythe on the table...
Johnny Blayze executes a powerbomb through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: Archibald Smythe has been eliminated...
TM: Blayze made short work of Smythe after the beating earlier...
JT: The crowd is booing Johnny Blayze...
They lock up...
Jack Williams punches Johnny Blayze...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams kicks Johnny Blayze...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams punches Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze kicks Jack Williams...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze kicks Jack Williams...
Jack Williams chops Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze hits Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze punches Jack Williams...
Jack Williams punches Johnny Blayze...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams takes Johnny Blayze down with a kneelift...
Jack Williams goes for a kneelift, but Johnny Blayze side-steps and Jack Williams crashes to the canvas...
Johnny Blayze acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Johnny Blayze tags out to Dexter Payne...
Johnny Blayze uses a short clothesline on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Dexter Payne hits an enzuigiri on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze hits a short clothesline on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne uses a backdrop driver on Jack Williams...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Dexter Payne...
Johnny Blayze leaves the ring...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a double arm DDT...
A portion of the crowd is booing Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne goes for a tornado DDT, but Jack Williams throws him off...
Jack Williams whips Dexter Payne into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a kick...
Dexter Payne takes the chair...
Dexter Payne executes a flying forearm with the chair on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Dexter Payne takes Jack Williams down with a spinning heel kick...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a flying forearm...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Dexter Payne sends Jack Williams into the turnbuckle...
Dexter Payne runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Dexter Payne punches Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Jack Williams kicks Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams executes a front slam on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams whips Dexter Payne into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a clothesline...
Jack Williams falls out of the ring...
Dexter Payne goes through the ropes...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze goes for a short clothesline, but Jack Williams counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
Jack Williams clears the announcers' table...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a flying kneedrop through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne with a roundhouse right...
The Outlaw comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze comes over, but gets cut off...
The Outlaw takes Dexter Payne down with a swinging neckbreaker...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a flying axhandle...
Jack Williams and The Outlaw hit Dexter Payne with a double low blow...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams and The Outlaw hit Dexter Payne with a double headsmash into the ringpost...
Jack Williams goes for a series of jabs, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne throws Jack Williams back into the ring...
Dexter Payne goes for a sleeperhold reverse mat slam, but Jack Williams counters it with a jawbreaker...
Dexter Payne springs to his feet...
Dexter Payne executes a flying reverse neckbreaker on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne takes Jack Williams down with a flying spinning leg lariat...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Dexter Payne tags out to Chad Allen...
Dexter Payne uses a spin kick on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen hits Jack Williams with a back suplex...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Dexter Payne executes a dropsault on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen takes Jack Williams down with a back suplex...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Chad Allen nails Jack Williams with a double underhook suplex...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams goes for a roundhouse right, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen nails Jack Williams with a gutwrench suplex...
Chad Allen executes the Murder Go Round on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen uses a backdrop suplex on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen executes a backdrop suplex on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams misses with an elbow...
Chad Allen hits Jack Williams with a kick...
Scott Braski removes the chair from the ring...
Chad Allen whips Jack Williams into the ropes, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Chad Allen uses a thrust kick to the head on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen tags out to Dexter Payne...
Chad Allen hits a snap suplex on Jack Williams...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Chad Allen...
Dexter Payne hits a moonsault bodyblock on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne and Chad Allen whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double fist to the midsection...
Dexter Payne and Chad Allen whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double elbowsmash...
The Outlaw enters the ring and throws Chad Allen out of the ring...
Jack Williams and The Outlaw hit Dexter Payne with a double kneelift...
The Outlaw leaves the ring...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Dexter Payne misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne with an elbow...
Jack Williams tags out to The Outlaw...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a big boot...
The Outlaw goes for a flying kneedrop, but Dexter Payne rolls out of the way...
Jack Williams leaves the ring...
Dexter Payne uses a flying lariat on The Outlaw...
Dexter Payne throws The Outlaw out of the ring...
Dexter Payne jumps onto him with a springboard plancha...
Chad Allen comes over to make it two-on-one...
Chad Allen uses a thrust kick to the head on The Outlaw...
Dexter Payne takes The Outlaw down with a backdrop driver...
Dexter Payne sets up The Outlaw on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a springboard moonsault through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: The Outlaw has been eliminated...
TM: The crowd is wildly cheering Dexter Payne with only a few scattered boos audible...
JT: Impressive springboard moonsault from the ring apron down to the arena floor... The Outlaw never stood a chance...
They lock up...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a bodyslam...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a big boot...
Jack Williams executes a jawbreaker on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams nails Dexter Payne with a sitout powerbomb...
Jack Williams throws Dexter Payne out of the ring...
Dexter Payne hangs on to the top rope...
Dexter Payne clutches his legs around Jack Williams' head...
Dexter Payne pulls Jack Williams out of the ring...
Dexter Payne pulls himself back in...
Dexter Payne rolls out under the bottom rope...
Dexter Payne is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Dexter Payne runs Jack Williams into the ringpost...
Dexter Payne clears the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Jack Williams through the table with a springboard moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a piledriver, but he blocks it...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze goes for a Samoan Drop, but Jack Williams counters it with an elbowsmash...
Jack Williams throws Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams goes for a piledriver, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Jack Williams through the table with a split legged moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams throws Dexter Payne into the ringpost...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams runs Dexter Payne into the ringpost...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams nails Dexter Payne with a backward kick...
Jack Williams executes a low blow on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams nails Dexter Payne with a bodyslam...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze executes a short clothesline on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a crucifix...
Johnny Blayze goes for a Samoan Drop, but Jack Williams counters it with an elbowsmash...
Jack Williams is handed brass knuckles...
Jack Williams hits him with the knuckles...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with an elbowdrop, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a cradle piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne throws Jack Williams back into the ring...
Dexter Payne brings the table into the ring...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a moonsault through the table...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Jack Williams through the table with a split legged moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a DDT through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a piledriver, but he blocks it...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a moonsault bodyblock through the table...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne goes for a tornado DDT, but Jack Williams throws him off...
Jack Williams kicks Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams chops Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a DDT through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams chops Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams goes for an eye gouge, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne tags out to Chad Allen...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Dexter Payne goes for a spin kick, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams uses a series of jabs on Chad Allen...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Jack Williams...
Jack Williams sets up Chad Allen on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a DDT through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: Chad Allen has been eliminated...
TM: Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
JT: He should really concentrate on who is in the ring with him now... Johnny Blayze!!!
They lock up...
Jack Williams takes Johnny Blayze down with an atomic drop...
Jack Williams uses an eye gouge on Johnny Blayze...
Jack Williams takes Johnny Blayze down with a sitout powerbomb...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams goes for a kick to the midsection, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Scott Braski removes the chair from the ring...
Johnny Blayze executes an elevated facebuster on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Johnny Blayze goes for a running clothesline, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
Jack Williams hits Johnny Blayze with a clothesline...
Jack Williams executes a flying lariat on Johnny Blayze...
Jack Williams goes for a kick to the midsection, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze hits Jack Williams with a Russian legsweep...
Johnny Blayze acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Johnny Blayze sends Jack Williams into the turnbuckle...
Johnny Blayze charges in with an avalanche in the corner...
Johnny Blayze throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes through the ropes...
Dexter Payne comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze and Dexter Payne hit Jack Williams with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne executes a roundhouse kick on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze goes for a full nelson, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Johnny Blayze clears the announcers' table...
Johnny Blayze sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Johnny Blayze executes an elbowdrop through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: Jack Williams has been eliminated...
TM: All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
SJD: The winners of the match and the survivors - Johnny Blayze & Dexter Payne!!!
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Backstage:
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[As the show is about to go off the air - we see a tired Frostbite after his match with Max Caschera walking toward his jeep... He has his blue bag hanging off his left shoulder, certainly because of his hard fought match earlier... He takes a few minutes to try and find his jeep... He spots it as he walks to his jeep... He throws the bag in the back seat as he gets ready to go into the car we see out of nowhere he is jumped by the three masked men... They are wearing their usual black masks and decked out in green from head to toe...]
JT: You knew it was only a matter of time... You knew they were lurking...
[The three masked men are pounding away on Frostbite...]
TM: Wait a second, there are Doomsday and Lucifer...
[They grab the two bigger masked men and pull them off of Frostbite...]
JT: For once it appears the sides are even...
[The smaller masked man continues to connect with clubbing blows to the head of Frostbite...]
TM: He is taking it to Frostbite...
[Frostbite kicks the right knee of the smaller masked man as it makes him drop to his knees... He steps back and connects with a quick roundhouse kick to the head of the masked man as he drops face first on the ground... Frostbite begins to connect with many kicks to different body parts of the masked man...]
JT: Those kicks are getting harder...
TM: For what he did to his wife's tombstone last week, can you blame him?
[Frostbite pulls him to his feet and connects with a hard uppercut that sends him back into the jeep... He quickly spears the masked man... Frostbite continues to pound away at his face and head with a series of right and lefts... Frostbite kicks the masked man in his right knee as he is bent over... Frostbite grabs him...]
TM: What does he have planned?
[Frostbite picks up the masked man and connects with a powerbomb on the hood of his jeep...]
JT: I believe that put a dent in it...
TM: I don't think Frostbite really cares... This has become personal for him...
[Frostbite reaches up and starts to choke him... It appears that he is squeezing tighter and tighter...]
JT: Somebody better pull Frostbite off of this guy or we might have a death on our hands...
[From what we can tell his eyes are about to pop out of the masked man's head...]
Frostbite: YOU SON OF A BLEEP!!! YOU ARE GOING TO PAY!!!
[Frostbite releases his grip as he drives a hard forearm right to the side of his head... He gets ready to go for his mask...]
TM: Frostbite is trying to reveal who this guy is...
JT: Maybe we will find out who is behind all of this...
TM: And his buddies are being taken care of by Doomsday and Lucifer...
[Frostbite is trying his best to pull off his mask... It appears the masked man is holding him off...]
TM: He is trying his best...
[Frostbite connects with two hard forearm shots to his head as it dazes the masked man for a few seconds... Frostbite is close to getting the mask off...]
JT: I think he is getting close...
[Frostbite connects with another hard forearm shot, until he gets the mask off...]
TM: He did it...
JT: Can't see who it is though...
TM: He is trying to hide his face...
[Frostbite tries to pull his fingers away from his face... As he is doing so, suddenly another masked man comes from behind and hits Frostbite in the back of his neck... He grabs Frostbite and throws him into the jeep shoulder first...]
JT: There is another one?
[This masked man appears to be the same size as the one that Frostbite has been beating up on...]
TM: They are just coming out of nowhere...
[The new masked man quickly pulls out a towel and throws it over his face...]
Voice: Come on guys let's get out of here...
[The two larger masked men pull away from Doomsday and Lucifer as they follow right behind the other two... Doomsday and Lucifer quickly attend to Frostbite...]
JT: I just can't believe there is another one...
[Frostbite gets to his feet as he looks at Doomsday and Lucifer...]
Frostbite: How many are there?
[Doomsday and Lucifer shrug their shoulders...]
JT: That is an excellent question...
[As we head off the air, Frostbite is fuming as he pounds the hood of his jeep...]
© IXWA Productions 2014
Backstage:
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[Just outside the RIMAC Arena here in San Diego we see many great fans are coming in for what seems like boat loads as this place is about to become quite packed... Certainly who can blame them as the action last week was hot and heavy especially between Liam Donegal and Johnny Blazye certainly more will come of that... Dexter Payne as he beat the crap out of Caleb Foley as well... More new talent coming into the company especially with the likes of the Outlaw, Ric Beauty, Chad Allen and the newest tag team on the scene The Def B.I. Posse... Yes sir things are really getting exciting... Neil Bonser is doing an outstanding job, and who knows the best could be yet to come for the IXWA... However, last week shocking footage from a masked man as he stood in front of Frostbite's late wife’s tombstone and spray painted it and also revealed to the world that Frostbite's late wife had cheated on him with the masked man himself... He went completely off his rocker and who could blame him... Crowd continues to pile into the arena and more action in the Survival of the Fitness tournament being held tonight as well...]
CROWD: IXWA!!! IXWA!!!
TM: Quite an excited crowd on hand this evening...
JT: Great action... Things continue to look up for this company...
TM: Bonser must have deep pockets...
JT: You mean Damian Payne; the owner of this company has those deep pockets?
TM: Kissing up aren't we?
JT: Just simply stating the facts - that is all... I wonder though would it get me a raise in my salary?
TM: Doubt it...
[The small crowd outside begin to purchase last minute tickets for tonight show before it becomes sold out...]
CROWD: YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
[The crowd outside turns around to see a black jeep pull into a parking space... The driver opens the door as they step out... The young man is wearing a black and blue t-shirt with faded black jeans and black boots... The short blonde haired gentleman reaches back and grabs a blue bag as he puts it over his left shoulder... He shuts the door as our camera zooms in on the intense look in his blue eyes...]
TM: Frostbite is here...
JT: What kind of mental shape can he be in this week?
TM: After last week – when that masked man spray painted his wife's tombstone... I am sure he can't be in a good mood...
[Frostbite quickly approaches the arena as he isn't paying any attention to the small crowd... Nope it appears that he is on a mission and nobody better get in his way...]
Voice: FROSTBITE!!!
[Frostbite turns around slightly as he sees Mandy approaching him at a record pace... Mandy is decked out in a purple t-shirt that simply says on the front...]
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST
[On the back it has faces of the men that are left in the tournament... Mandy has on gray slacks and black high heel shoes...]
Mandy: Frostbite, I have got a few questions for you...
[Frostbite looks at Mandy as if he is telling her “Go the hell away”...]
Frostbite: I see that you are being quite the billboard this evening...
Mandy: You like the shirt?
[Frostbite shakes his head...]
Frostbite: I am not in the mood this evening... Lots of things on my mind...
Mandy: The Survival of the Fittest tournament? Your second round opponent, Max Caschera?
Frostbite: Max is another double tough veteran... Last week, it was the Outlaw and now another tough outing... There won't be too much that I can get past a man like Max... I am sure he has seen it all many times... Nothing, I will do in that ring this evening is going to throw him off his game... I am sure he has done his homework and studied some film on Frostbite... Max, will try his best to find my weakness and use that to his advantage... However...
[Frostbite puts his right hand on Mandy's shoulder before he continues...]
Frostbite: Max can look at all the film he needs to... Because Mandy – any wrestler with any experience will sit back and change up how they do things in that ring... Tonight will be no different... Max, whatever you have seen on film; it will be of no use for you tonight... You see Mandy, a very good friend of mine, who at one point in my career was my enemy...
[Frostbite turns to the camera...]
Frostbite: Before, I go any further... I would like to wish that man a late happy birthday... Eraser!!!
CROWD: YEEEAAHHHHHHH!!!
Frostbite: Tonight, I am going to show Max something that he hasn't seen yet from Frostbite... That will confuse him that they will lead me to another win in this tournament... We must take things one match at a time... Max, you will become another notch on my belt... I will not stop until I win this tournament and get a chance to become the Extreme Warrior Champion... Max, you might believe that you have some advantage because you got an up close and personal look at me when we were a tag team a couple weeks ago... Trust me, what you saw in that match and now will be totally different... Sometimes, Mandy change is good... But it will not be for Max...
CROWD: FROSTBITE!!! FROSTBITE!!!
Mandy: I must ask about the video footage... It was certainly disrespectful what they did to Rebecca's tombstone...
Frostbite: Mandy it was a hard thing to watch... I can't believe anybody would go that low to do something like that... These three masked men have tried their very best to get me out of here... They believe doing what they did last week is going to make me walk away from this company...
CROWD: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!
Frostbite: All they did was tick me off... Anybody who knows anything about me knows those three idiots made the worst mistake in their worthless lives... Tonight, I welcome them to show up... If they do, well...
[The camera zooms in on the intense look in his blue eyes...]
Frostbite: I will make you a promise right now... One of you will be carried out on a stretcher tonight... I am going to put an end to this once and for all... You three seem to know an awful lot about me and my career... Well you should have taken some closer notes... After all there is a reason that I have the nickname...
CROWD: COLD HEARTED!!!
Mandy: What about what he said about your late wife?
Frostbite: I know my wife, well enough to know that she didn't cheat on me...
Mandy: You think you do?
Frostbite: What line of questioning is that? I know Rebecca isn't that type of woman...
Mandy: This guy seems to be sure...
Frostbite: He is trying to get into my head... Well mission accomplished... But all this idiot has done is as I have already stated and that is tick me off... And trust me a ticked off Frostbite is something that you don't want any parts of... You three started this and I promise you, I will finish it... You have done something that you should never do in this business and that is mess with a man's family... You three crossed the line... There is no turning back... I hope you three are happy with yourselves...
[He looks at Mandy...]
Frostbite: Mark my words... Somebody is going to pay...
[Frostbite walks away...]
[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 Kody Van Damn!!!]
#I PREDICT A RIOT!!!#
[Johnny Blayze 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 Ric Beauty and Henry Auster are clawing through the sea of turquoise shirted IXWA security!!! The guards hold the two men apart, until Archibald Smythe springs out and nails Beauty 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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Backstage:
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[Cut backstage to the locker room area where former IXWA Television Champion Liam Donegal stands in front of a plain black backdrop dressed in blue jeans and a white t-shirt with the words "Warp Spasm" emblazoned across the chest, a battered black steel chair gripped tightly in both hands...]
LD: Survival of the Fittest... That's what wrestling is all about... Two men enter a wrestling ring, they fight, and one man eventually comes out on top, the winner, while the other man goes home... Tonight, Mike Gionet, you go home...
I want to make something clear, though, Mike, in case you think this ego talking... I don't know you except to maybe say "hey" backstage between matches and I don't know if we could ever be friends... It's not that I don't want to know... It's more a case of not having the time to know, at least not right now...
You see, I need to beat you, Mike, so I can move on to the semi-finals, the finals, and the tournament title... I need this more than anything else because, while it's true that I could just lay down tonight and let you pin me, I'm not a quitter and I need to move past this stupid <BLEEP>ing tournament so I can do two things...
One, get my TV Title back, and, yes, I said MY title, Lucifer, because I've done more to elevate that belt in four short weeks than you have done or ever will do... You see, I guess it's because I didn't know any better but I looked up to you as the kind of man who'd defend a title even when he's injured... Until I saw last week how insignificant you think I am... Well, big man, I'm not insignificant because [a] I beat you, and [b] I managed to win the fans over in the short time I've been here while you... You’re still the same arrogant <BLEEP>hole I guess you always were...
Now once I get MY title back, there's one other thing I have to do and that's introduce my new friend, Johnny Blayze, to my old friend... The steel chair...
You see this chair, Johnny? This chair was given to me by the man who taught me how to wrestle... The man who, day in and day out for almost two whole years, put me through all kinds of hell to see if I had what it took to make it as a professional wrestler...
And what he found was that, not only did I have what it took to make it, I had what it took to be better than he ever was...
He taught me about life, Johnny, and what he emphasized most was that life really *is* a <BLEEP>...
Just... Like... You...
Because, unlike a real man, who takes his losses and learns from them, you took your loss to me in the first round of Survival of the Fittest... and you let it eat up your insides like a <BLEEP>ing cancer... Only your cancer has a name...
Orson Thomas...
And because I needed to know what I'd be getting into when I finally got my hands on you, Johnny, I Googled you and Mr. Thomas the other day to see what I could find out...
You? You're a king-sized fake, living off the reputation of another wrestler named Johnny Blayze who dominated the old WWS with his brother, BB, back in 2007...
That's right... You're not the original Johnny Blayze at all... I found four online... One is or was a wrestler, one is a rapper on MySpace, the third is a satellite technician on LinkedIn...
And the fourth is a Johnny Blaze without the "y" whose name and image are registered trademarks of Marvel Comics...
But, like I said, not once did I come across a single reference to a Johnny Blayze who's a back-jumping intellectual property thief that worships in some non-existent Church of the Beyond...
And your good friend Orson? I couldn't find him either... There's one who's an actor, another who's a CPA, and a third with a mugshot is posted online that COULD be him, but otherwise... Not a trace...
And I'm not surprised, either, because two wannabe's like you WOULD band together, wouldn't you? After all, there's strength in numbers and you strike me as the kind of guy who needs a loser just like himself to validate all the things he does...
Oh, and if you get any ideas about interfering in my match tonight, just remember that forewarned...
[Donegal slaps the chair he's holding with one hand...]
LD: Is forearmed...
So come on down, Johnny... Show me what you're made of... I dare you...
But, remember this when you're making your way down to the ring, because, after tonight, I'll be one match closer to winning this tournament... And one match closer to putting you down like the rabid <BLEEP>ing dog you are...
[And, as Donegal turns and walks off without another word, we cut back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Things are really hotting up in the Survival of the Fittest tournament...
JT: Yeah – I think there will be some great matches this evening as the quarter finals are sorted through...
TM: And then next week at the Survival of the Fittest supercard – the semi-finals and the final will take place...
JT: And the word in the back is that IXWA CEO – Neil Bonser has some stipulations in mind for the supercard matches...
TM: Has he? Why didn’t I know that?
[Justin taps the side of his nose...]
JT: Need to know basis... And you didn’t...
TM: What?
JT: Need to know!!!
TM: Whatever!!! Let’s get the introductions for the opening match 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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... 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 and MJ Carter step out onto the stage... 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... He is wearing a pair of plain red wrestling trunks, black knee and elbow pads, and black boots...]
# 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... Being accompanied to the ring by the lovely MJ Carter, he is – Liam Donegal!!!
[Stopping at the foot of the ring, 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, holding the ropes for his manager before stepping into the ring himself...]
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 waits for his opponents as the music fades to a close...]
SJD: His opponent...
[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... He is one half of the IXWA Extreme Tag Team champions - 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...]
TM: Let's get this match underway...
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
Mike Gionet Vs Liam Donegal
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Mike Gionet whips Liam Donegal into the ropes...
Mike Gionet and Liam Donegal get hit with a double clothesline...
Mike Gionet uses a DDT on Liam Donegal...
The crowd doesn't seem to care...
Mike Gionet nails Liam Donegal with a knifehand chop...
Mike Gionet uses a hiptoss on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet goes for a dropsault, but Liam Donegal side-steps and Mike Gionet crashes to the canvas...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal goes for an arm trap shoulder neckbreaker, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet locks Liam Donegal in a wristlock...
Liam Donegal breaks the hold after 5 seconds...
Liam Donegal nails Mike Gionet with a snap suplex...
Liam Donegal uses a twisting neckbreaker on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal uses a dropkick on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal goes for a jab, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet uses a flying armdrag on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet uses a dropkick to the knee on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet takes Liam Donegal down with an armdrag...
Mike Gionet throws Liam Donegal into the turnbuckle...
Liam Donegal comes back, but is met with a clothesline...
Mike Gionet takes Liam Donegal down with a snap suplex...
Mike Gionet uses a legdrop on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet uses an enzuigiri on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet runs into the ropes...
Mike Gionet misses with a shoulderblock...
Mike Gionet uses a flying forearm on Liam Donegal...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Mike Gionet nails Liam Donegal with a flying huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet goes for a flying forearm, but Liam Donegal ducks out of the way...
Liam Donegal goes for a reverse piledriver, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet kicks Liam Donegal...
The crowd doesn't seem to care...
Mike Gionet hits a snap suplex on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet whips Liam Donegal into the ropes, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal goes for a rear chinlock, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet kicks Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet chops Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal kicks Mike Gionet...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits an inverted face lock swinging neckbreaker on Mike Gionet...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Liam Donegal goes for a jab, but Mike Gionet blocks it...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal chops Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal punches Mike Gionet...
A small "Liam Donegal" chant is being started...
Liam Donegal kicks Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet punches Liam Donegal...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet chops Liam Donegal...
A few fans are cheering on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal punches Mike Gionet...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal goes for a DDT, but Mike Gionet counters it with a small package...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Mike Gionet throws Liam Donegal out of the ring...
Mike Gionet jumps onto him with a plancha...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Mike Gionet uses a moonsault on Liam Donegal...
Perry Crabtree counts: 2...
Mike Gionet goes for a Huracanrana, but Liam Donegal counters it with a jumping bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: 3...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Liam Donegal nails Mike Gionet with a bodyslam...
Perry Crabtree counts: 4...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a Huracanrana...
Liam Donegal shoves Mike Gionet into the guardrail...
Liam Donegal hits a DDT on Mike Gionet...
Perry Crabtree counts: 5...
Liam Donegal goes for an inverted face lock swinging neckbreaker, but
Mike Gionet blocks it...
Perry Crabtree counts: 6...
Perry Crabtree counts: 7...
Mike Gionet gets back into the ring...
Liam Donegal rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Mike Gionet whips Liam Donegal into the ropes, but Liam Donegal reverses it...
Liam Donegal misses with a kick...
Mike Gionet hits Liam Donegal with a clothesline...
Liam Donegal falls out of the ring...
Mike Gionet goes outside...
Mike Gionet knocks Liam Donegal into the ringsteps...
You can hear a few scattered fans cheering for Mike Gionet...
Mike Gionet throws Liam Donegal into the guardrail...
Mike Gionet nails Liam Donegal with a leg lariat...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Mike Gionet executes a swinging neckbreaker on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet uses a kneedrop on Liam Donegal...
Mike Gionet goes for the Golden Gift, but Liam Donegal blocks it...
Mike Gionet shoves Liam Donegal into the guardrail...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Liam Donegal executes the Warp Spasm on Mike Gionet on the concrete floor...
Liam Donegal uses a backdrop on Mike Gionet...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Liam Donegal re-enters the ring...
Mike Gionet rolls back in under the bottom rope...
Liam Donegal uses a twisting neckbreaker on Mike Gionet...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a vertical suplex...
The crowd is starting to get behind Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal nails Mike Gionet with a flying dropkick...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
Liam Donegal is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, in the ropes...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a dropkick...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a snap suplex...
Liam Donegal hits Mike Gionet with a kick to the midsection...
Liam Donegal uses a sitdown faceslam on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal takes Mike Gionet down with a German suplex...
Both combatants' shoulders are on the mat...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, Liam Donegal lifts a shoulder, two, thr... shoulder up...
Liam Donegal uses a high knee on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal hits a monkey flip on Mike Gionet...
Liam Donegal executes a flying forearm on Mike Gionet...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is cheering on Liam Donegal...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Liaaaaaaaaaaaam Donegaaaaaaal!!!
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Winner: Liam Donegal
Time of match: 0:08:23
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TM: Former IXWA Television champion, Liam Donegal, makes it to the semi-finals and the supercard...
JT: Tough call for Mike Gionet though... Begs the question as to how he will be involved at the supercard now...
TM: I am sure Neil Bonser has something in mind...
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Backstage:
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[Frostbite has reached the locker room... He spins around and places a picture of his wife, Rebecca Cannon in his locker... For the last couple of years he has done so whatever company he has worked for... After doing this, he turns back to the camera and cracks his neck as it appears that he is getting ready to stretch as he prepares for his second round match in the tournament... He finishes putting on his black tights as he begins to put his right leg on the bench as he is stretching it out... Nothing quite like last week, but to Frostbite this should be quite alright... He bends over as he his head is actually touching his knee... He pulls his head back up as he does so he turns toward the left as he sees Kimberly right beside him...]
Frostbite: Something I can help you with?
Kimberly: I know that Mandy talked to you earlier about a couple of things...
Frostbite: I have already said what needs to be said...
Kimberly: About this masked man claiming that your wife cheated on you?
Frostbite: Look, this isn't TMZ... This is wrestling... I have no problem talking about Max, because that is where my head is at... It better be, because if it isn't - Max will knock it right off of my shoulders...
Kimberly: But - this must be addressed...
Frostbite: I am not going to stand here and dishonor my wife's name by some masked man throwing some type of lie around...
Kimberly: He mentioned that Rachael would know...
Frostbite: What is your point?
Kimberly: Is there a Rachael?
Frostbite: Yes, I know Rachael... She worked with my wife years ago back at a club in Seattle... The same club that I met Rebecca at...
Kimberly: Ok... Then you need to ask her...
Frostbite: I thought the masked man told the world that she isn't anywhere to be found...
Kimberly: So you are buying into his story?
[Frostbite looks at Kimberly as if she is crazy...]
Frostbite: No, I am not...
Kimberly: You have any ideas where she is?
Frostbite: Last I heard, she got married and moved to Spain...
Kimberly: There is your answer... You need to go to Spain...
Frostbite: Look, did you hear what I said? That was the last I had heard about her...
Kimberly: You need to follow up on this...
Frostbite: I don't need to follow up on anything... My wife was a wonderful woman...
Kimberly: So you think...
[Frostbite at this point is about to go off on Kimberly...]
Frostbite: I know so... Besides, the guy was trying to get into my head... In this business, people do those types of things... They want them to make a mistake that might cost them a match if their head is not into it... Could set then up for an attack down the road...
Kimberly: You could be on to something...
Frostbite: I have been in this business long enough to know when somebody is trying to play mind games with me... Hell, I used to do the same thing...
Kimberly: But, what if this guy is right?
Frostbite: How many times must we go over it? She didn't cheat on me...
[He looks at Kimberly with an intense look in his blue eyes...]
Frostbite: I am getting sick of this line of questioning... I am getting ready for a match and you want to come in here and discuss this crap...
Kimberly: If I were in your shoes... I would like to know...
Frostbite: You aren't...
[He looks at the locker room door...]
Frostbite: Please... There is the door... Get out...
Kimberly: Maybe, somebody needs to really look into it... I just might put my investigating skills to use...
Frostbite: Be my guest... But you will not find anything...
Kimberly: What if I do? Would you like to know the truth?
Frostbite: I know the truth... She didn't...
[Frostbite’s blood is about to boil...]
Frostbite: For the last time... GET OUT!!!
[Kimberly decides she had better do so... She leaves as Frostbite just looks at her, as he makes sure she is leaving...]
Frostbite: The nerve of some people...
[He stretches more as we head back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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JT: I get the feeling Frostbite might be having some doubts...
TM: Do you? I don’t agree... Nobody knew Rebecca the way that Frostbite did...
JT: Hmmm!!!
TM: Anyway – on with the tournament... Over to you, Joey...
[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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... Introducing first...
Cue: "It's My Life" by Bon Jovi
[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...
[“Hunt You Down” by Salvia blasts 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...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
Max Caschera Vs "Cold Hearted B*st*rd" Frostbite
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Frostbite hits a flying forearm on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite takes Max Caschera down with a roundhouse kick...
There are lots of chants for Frostbite...
Frostbite executes a flying elbowdrop on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a Shining Wizard...
Frostbite uses a knifehand chop on Max Caschera...
Frostbite uses a DDT on Max Caschera...
There are lots of chants for Frostbite...
Frostbite throws Max Caschera out of the ring...
Frostbite rolls out under the bottom rope...
Frostbite shoves Max Caschera into the guardrail...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera shoves Frostbite into the guardrail...
Max Caschera throws Frostbite back into the ring...
Max Caschera executes a full nelson slam on Frostbite...
Numerous fans are using Max Caschera for target practice...
Max Caschera goes for a back suplex, but Frostbite flips over...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a release German suplex...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a back heel kick...
Max Caschera goes for a Fujiwara armbar, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a backdrop, but Max Caschera counters it with a sunset flip...
Scott Braski counts: One, shoulder up...
Max Caschera executes a half nelson suplex on Frostbite...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a top-rope splash...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera sends Frostbite into the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera charges in with a running shoulderblock, but Frostbite lifts his leg...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera uses a dropkick on Frostbite...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a clothesline...
Frostbite uses a flying elbowdrop on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes, but Max Caschera reverses it...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with an elbow...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but Max Caschera counters it with a single-leg takedown into a leglock...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after 5 seconds...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with an STO...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a half nelson suplex...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite goes for a dragon sleeper, but Max Caschera counters it with a kick to the head...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera hits a knifehand chop on Frostbite...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a knifehand chop...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a spear...
Max Caschera executes a series of mounted punches on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera uses a vertical suplex on Frostbite...
Max Caschera goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Frostbite counters it with a go-behind...
Max Caschera re-reverses it...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a belly-to-back suplex...
Max Caschera catches Frostbite in a Fujiwara armbar...
Frostbite inches his way towards the ropes after being locked up for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera goes for a release German suplex, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite kicks Max Caschera...
There are lots of chants for Frostbite...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Frostbite punches Max Caschera...
Frostbite punches Max Caschera...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Frostbite hits a DDT on Max Caschera...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits an armbar takedown on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a clothesline...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with an elbow...
Frostbite uses a forearm to the back on Max Caschera...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite and Max Caschera get hit with a double clothesline...
Frostbite hits a DDT on Max Caschera...
Frostbite is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with a shoulderblock...
Frostbite goes for a flying forearm, but Max Caschera ducks out of the way...
Max Caschera places Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera executes a belly-to-belly superplex on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera executes a release German suplex on Frostbite...
The arena is exploding in a chorus of boos...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with an armbar takedown...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a kick...
Max Caschera covers Frostbite...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a dragon screw...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Frostbite misses with a kick...
Max Caschera goes for a back heel kick, but Frostbite counters it with a cradle suplex...
Frostbite goes for a frog splash, but Max Caschera gets his knees up...
Max Caschera locks Frostbite in a triangle choke...
Frostbite tries to escape the hold...
Frostbite grabs the ropes after 12 seconds...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Frostbite...
Max Caschera is being booed out of the building...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a full nelson slam...
Max Caschera goes for a backdrop, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite goes for a backdrop, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a snap suplex...
Max Caschera goes for a release German suplex, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite throws Max Caschera out of the ring...
Scott Braski counts: one, Max Caschera re-enters the ring...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a roundhouse kick...
Frostbite uses an armbar takedown on Max Caschera...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes, but Max Caschera reverses it...
Frostbite executes a back heel kick on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a kneelift...
Frostbite uses a forearm to the back on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a missile dropkick...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite hits a missile dropkick on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite goes for a knifehand chop, but Max Caschera blocks it...
Max Caschera throws Frostbite out of the ring...
Scott Braski counts: one, two, three, Frostbite re-enters the ring...
Max Caschera sets up Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera uses a belly-to-back superplex on Frostbite...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris...
Max Caschera kicks Frostbite...
The ring is quickly filling up with debris...
Frostbite chops Max Caschera...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite...
Max Caschera chops Frostbite...
The crowd is vociferously booing Max Caschera...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with an armbar takedown...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a vertical suplex...
Max Caschera catches Frostbite in a cobra clutch...
Frostbite is struggling to reach the ropes...
Frostbite is inching his way towards the ropes...
Frostbite is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after being trapped for 24 seconds...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a dragon screw...
Max Caschera takes Frostbite down with a spear...
Max Caschera goes for a knifehand chop, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a dropkick...
Frostbite takes Max Caschera down with a series of mounted punches...
Frostbite runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera uses a kick to the knee on Frostbite...
Max Caschera catches Frostbite in a rolling takedown leglock...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after 5 seconds...
Max Caschera executes the End of a Legend on Frostbite...
Max Caschera goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Max Caschera goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite uses a flying forearm on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, kickout...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kick to the knee...
Frostbite uses a kick to the knee on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits a knifehand chop on Max Caschera...
Frostbite hits a flying forearm on Max Caschera...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Frostbite misses with an elbow...
Frostbite misses with a clothesline...
Max Caschera hits a spear on Frostbite...
Max Caschera puts Frostbite in a Fujiwara armbar...
Max Caschera lets go after 14 seconds...
Max Caschera uses a moonsault on Frostbite...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Max Caschera places Frostbite on the turnbuckle...
Max Caschera executes a belly-to-back superplex on Frostbite...
Max Caschera is being booed out of the building...
Max Caschera chops Frostbite...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Max Caschera kicks Frostbite...
The decibel level in the building is unbelievable...
Max Caschera hits a spear on Frostbite...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a kick to the knee...
Max Caschera puts Frostbite in a rolling takedown leglock...
Frostbite reaches the ropes after 5 seconds...
Max Caschera puts Frostbite in a bodyscissors submission...
Frostbite grabs the ropes after holding out for 5 seconds...
Max Caschera runs into the ropes...
Max Caschera nails Frostbite with a spear...
Max Caschera goes for a bodyscissors submission, but Frostbite blocks it...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with an elbowsmash...
Frostbite hits Max Caschera with a DDT...
Frostbite whips Max Caschera into the ropes...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a clothesline...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a top-rope splash...
Scott Braski counts: One, kickout...
Max Caschera whips Frostbite into the ropes, but Frostbite reverses it...
Max Caschera hits Frostbite with a shoulderblock...
Max Caschera goes for a DDT, but Frostbite counters it with a small package...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Frostbite nails Max Caschera with a kneelift...
Frostbite executes the Snowstorm on Max Caschera...
The crowd is cheering on Frostbite...
Frostbite goes for the pin...
Scott Braski counts: One, two, three...
The crowd is going crazy...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Frooooooostbiiiiiiiite!!!
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Winner: Frostbite
Time of match: 0:16:57
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TM: That means our first semi-final has been set up now... Liam Donegal will face Frostbite at the supercard...
JT: That will be the first time we have seen that match up... I’m looking forward to that one...
TM: So am I... Just hope Frostbite can keep his mind on the task in hand...
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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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[We see the seven foot monster leaning up against a locker as it appears once again he has a tablet in his hands as he is watching something, not taking his eyes away from it...]
Lucifer: That is something that I must avoid...
[As he continues to look on we see Doomsday enters the room...]
Doomsday: I am assuming that you are watching the videos that I downloaded earlier in the week?
Lucifer: No!!! I am watching porn!!!
Doomsday: I would hope not...
[Lucifer gives Doomsday an odd look...]
Lucifer: I am watching some of Caleb Foley's matches...
[He shakes his head...]
Lucifer: He is one tough Irishman...
Doomsday: Yes, he is... But I believe the Television champion is just a little bit tougher...
Lucifer: Your television champion is going to go right through Foley tonight...
Doomsday: Last weeks attack from Dexter Payne might just be the key we need to win...
Lucifer: How do you figure?
Doomsday: I downloaded that tag team match... I believe Dexter hurt him...
Lucifer: And you saw something that will help me tonight...
Doomsday: Foley is tough... But the guy was in pain after that attack... I can see it on his face... I don't care who you are? Nobody can hide pain...
[Lucifer hands the tablet back to Doomsday...]
Lucifer: So you have a plan tonight...
Doomsday: I always do...
Lucifer: I study plenty of his matches this last couple of days... I think I might have an idea or two...
Doomsday: I would like to hear...
[Doomsday puts the tablet in the locker behind him...]
Doomsday: You see you are coming along very quickly... You are studying more video of your opponents... I like this side of you...
Lucifer: I must get better...
Doomsday: You are... You are proving that Bonser might the right decision when you signed you and placed you in singles competition... You are now a two time Television champion...
Lucifer: If Johnny hadn't softened Liam up...
Doomsday: Look - turn about is fair play... Liam beat you because of an injury to your hand... Sure Johnny did a number on him, but he didn't appear to slow Liam down... He will get his rematch after this tournament is over with...
Lucifer: But focus on Foley tonight...
Doomsday: Yes, he is public enemy number one...
[Doomsday picks up the tablet once again...]
Doomsday: Let me hear your ideas...
[He puts the tablet in front of their faces so the camera will not catch them discussing a game plan...]
Doomsday: That could work...
Lucifer: Really?
Doomsday: Quite frankly, I was thinking of something along those lines...
Lucifer: You think Dexter will make an appearance?
Doomsday: Don't really know... I haven't talked to Dexter in a few years... Don't really know what the guy is thinking...
Lucifer: If he does?
Doomsday: You have nothing to worry about... He appears to be targeting Foley, and that just might play to our advantage...
Lucifer: And the masked men?
Doomsday: Frostbite has already said that somebody is going out on a stretcher... I tend to believe him...
[Doomsday grabs a black t-shirt and tosses to Lucifer...]
Doomsday: Besides, if need be... Frosty owes us a favor...
[Lucifer nods his head...]
Doomsday: Get ready for your match... You have a tough test ahead...
[Lucifer puts on his t-shirt...]
Lucifer: So plan A or plan B?
Doomsday: Both...
Lucifer: Serious?
Doomsday: Both will work... Besides it is time to put a stamp on things around here... A win over someone like Foley will take your game up another notch... After tonight, this tournament will be yours for the taking...
[Lucifer puts a glove on his left hand...]
Lucifer: You can trust me... Foley will be out after tonight...
Doomsday: That is what I like to hear... Now it is time for some last minute plans...
[The two lean up against the locker as we head back to ringside...]
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Ringside:
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[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 whistle starts and the bass booms into "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr Dre and Ice Cube as the Masters of the 1-8-7 walk out to the ring together... JRG walks to the ring with Ricky J holding the "Git Pay'd Toolz" bag... JRG has a serious look on his face as Ricky J is working the crowd as the hype man, waving his arms up in the air... JRG jumps up to the apron and enters over the top rope... Ricky J slides under the ropes from the floor...]
SJD: At a total combined weight of 560 pounds... Ricky J... JRG... DEF B.I. POSSE!!!
[Ricky J & JRG prepare for the match and await their opponents...]
SJD: Their opponents...
[The opening refrain of "A Country Boy Can Survive" blares over the house PA as Joey and Earl Bradshaw make their way to the ring... Both men, dressed in their usual attire of sleeveless t-shirts and baggy cutoffs, slowly stalk towards the ring while shouting insults at their opponents...]
SJD: Hailing from Cottondale, Florida and weighing in at a total combined weight of 480 pounds... Earl Bradshaw... Joey Bradshaw... THE WEST FLORIDA REDNECKS
[They climb through the ropes and crisscross the ring, bouncing off the ropes and meeting in mid ring where they jump and bump their hips together... As the music fades they go to their corner and confer with one another until the bell rings...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Def B... I... Posse Vs The West Florida Rednecks
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Ricky J hits a dropsault on Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a flip piledriver...
Ricky J uses a flying forearm on Joey Bradshaw...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J nails Joey Bradshaw with a spinning back suplex...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Ricky J is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Ricky J nails Joey Bradshaw with a spinning heel kick...
Ricky J executes a flying spinning leg lariat on Joey Bradshaw...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Ricky J attempts to place Joey Bradshaw on the turnbuckle, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Ricky J tags out to JRG...
JRG and Ricky J hit Joey Bradshaw with a double DDT...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
JRG takes Joey Bradshaw down with a DDT...
A portion of the crowd is booing JRG...
JRG goes for a pumphandle slam, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw tags out to Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw executes a double underhook powerbomb on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw whips JRG into the ropes...
JRG hits Earl Bradshaw with a kick...
JRG goes for a kneelift, but Earl Bradshaw side-steps and JRG crashes to the canvas...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a moonsault bodyblock, but JRG counters it with a powerslam...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
A portion of the crowd is cheering JRG...
JRG tags out to Ricky J...
Ricky J and JRG whip Earl Bradshaw into the ropes...
They hit Earl Bradshaw with a double fist to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring and throws JRG out of the ring...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a big boot...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a springboard rana...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw executes a Huracanrana on Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw executes a flying huracanrana on Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a spinwheel kick...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a shoulderblock...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a spear...
Earl Bradshaw is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a dropsault...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a baseball slide, but Ricky J counters it with a leapfrog...
In turn, Earl Bradshaw counters it with a cross-body block...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a DDT, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J hits Earl Bradshaw with a flying huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ricky J tags out to JRG...
JRG and Ricky J whip Earl Bradshaw into the ropes...
They attempt to hit Earl Bradshaw with a double fist to the midsection, but he counters it with a double clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a roundhouse kick, but JRG blocks it...
JRG punches Earl Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing JRG...
JRG punches Earl Bradshaw...
JRG is starting to get more cheers than boos...
JRG uses a Samoan Drop on Earl Bradshaw...
JRG whips Earl Bradshaw into the ropes, but Earl Bradshaw reverses it...
JRG goes for a shoulderblock, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a legscissors takedown...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Earl Bradshaw takes the chair...
Earl Bradshaw executes a corkscrew moonsault with the chair on JRG...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but JRG side-steps and Earl Bradshaw crashes to the canvas...
JRG covers Earl Bradshaw...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ricky J enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring and lays out Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw hit JRG with a double DDT...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard rana on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a fisherman suplex, but JRG blocks it...
JRG goes for a Death Valley Driver, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a DDT...
Earl Bradshaw hits a springboard moonsault on JRG...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw hits JRG with a roundhouse kick...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard armdrag on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw uses a flying spinning leg lariat on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Earl Bradshaw executes a flying spinning leg lariat on JRG...
Earl Bradshaw is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a standing moonsault, but JRG counters it with a kneelift...
JRG goes for a front slam, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a roundhouse right...
Earl Bradshaw takes JRG down with a spinning heel kick...
Earl Bradshaw is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw whip JRG into the ropes...
They attempt to hit JRG with a double fist to the midsection, but he counters it with a double clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
JRG places Earl Bradshaw on the turnbuckle...
JRG nails Earl Bradshaw with a superplex...
JRG tags out to Ricky J...
Ricky J hits a roundhouse kick on Earl Bradshaw...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree removes the chair from the ring...
Ricky J nails Earl Bradshaw with a roundhouse kick...
Ricky J is met with a mixture of cheers and boos...
Ricky J executes spinning headscissors on Earl Bradshaw...
The audience doesn't quite know how to react to Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a split legged moonsault, but Earl Bradshaw rolls out of the way...
Earl Bradshaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spinning heel kick, but Ricky J blocks it...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Ricky J and JRG hit Earl Bradshaw with a double DDT...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J goes for a flying huracanrana, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a power bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a springboard rana...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Earl Bradshaw...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a spear, but Ricky J side-steps and Earl Bradshaw crashes to the canvas...
Ricky J hits a cartwheel splash on Earl Bradshaw...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Ricky J and JRG hit Earl Bradshaw with a double DDT...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring, but gets cut off...
JRG nails Earl Bradshaw with a short clothesline...
Ricky J goes for a crucifix, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a Samoan Drop...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Earl Bradshaw...
JRG leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a Huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Earl Bradshaw uses a flip piledriver on Ricky J...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Earl Bradshaw tags out to Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double backdrop...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a snap mare, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J goes for a hanging vertical suplex, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a pumphandle slam...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a full nelson, but Ricky J blocks it...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Earl Bradshaw enters the ring and lays out JRG...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw hit Ricky J with a double DDT...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Joey Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes, but Ricky J reverses it...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a clothesline...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Ricky J goes for a Huracanrana, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a jumping bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a powerbomb, but Ricky J counters it with a small package hold...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J throws Perry Crabtree out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree is out cold...
Perry Crabtree crawls back into the ring...
Perry Crabtree is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
Ricky J whips Joey Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ricky J runs shoulder-first into the corner, but Joey Bradshaw moves out of the way...
Joey Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a swinging neckbreaker...
Joey Bradshaw executes the Snakebite on Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Joey Bradshaw gets a sleeperhold on Ricky J...
Ricky J is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ricky J gets ahold of the ropes after being trapped for 11 seconds...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a big boot...
Earl Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
JRG enters the ring and lays out Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J and JRG whip Joey Bradshaw into the ropes...
They hit Joey Bradshaw with a double elbowsmash...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a side suplex...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a series of stomps in the corner...
Ricky J springs to his feet...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Joey Bradshaw misses with an elbow...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a powerslam, but Ricky J counters it with a sunset flip...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J chops Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw hits Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a powerslam, but Ricky J counters it with a high cross body...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ricky J knocks down Perry Crabtree...
Perry Crabtree is out cold...
Perry Crabtree is sporting a dazed look but is back on the job...
Ricky J throws Joey Bradshaw into the turnbuckle...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a fisherman buster...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a hammerlock reverse DDT, but Joey Bradshaw blocks it...
Joey Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes, but Ricky J reverses it...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a running knee lift, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J kicks Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Ricky J goes for a flip piledriver, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backdrop...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a powerbomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a bodyslam...
Earl Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double clothesline...
Joey Bradshaw and Earl Bradshaw hit Ricky J with a double DDT...
Earl Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a full nelson, but Ricky J blocks it...
Ricky J kicks Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J chops Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a cradle piledriver, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backdrop...
Joey Bradshaw hits a front slam on Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a bodyslam...
Joey Bradshaw throws Ricky J into the turnbuckle...
Joey Bradshaw charges in with an avalanche in the corner...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a bulldog, but Ricky J throws him off...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J punches Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw hits Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw kicks Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J chops Joey Bradshaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Ricky J...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Ricky J runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Ricky J goes for a dropsault, but Joey Bradshaw side-steps and Ricky J crashes to the canvas...
Joey Bradshaw hits a Turnbuckle Powerbomb on Ricky J...
A portion of the crowd is booing Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw executes the Snakebite on Ricky J...
Joey Bradshaw goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Joey Bradshaw goes for a running knee lift, but Ricky J blocks it...
Perry Crabtree removes the chair from the ring...
Ricky J goes for a cradle piledriver, but Joey Bradshaw counters it with a backdrop...
In turn, Ricky J counters it with a sunset flip...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Ricky J and JRG hit Joey Bradshaw with a double DDT...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a hanging vertical suplex...
A portion of the crowd is booing Ricky J...
Ricky J goes for a spin kick, but Joey Bradshaw ducks out of the way...
Joey Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a gutbuster...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Joey Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw tags out to Earl Bradshaw...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a side suplex...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a split legged moonsault...
JRG enters the ring, but gets cut off...
Joey Bradshaw uses a bulldog on Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw nails Ricky J with a split legged moonsault...
Earl Bradshaw doesn't quite know what to do with the mixed reaction he's getting...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double kick to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a sleeperhold reverse mat slam...
The crowd is wildly cheering Earl Bradshaw with only a few scattered boos audible...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a double underhook powerbomb...
Earl Bradshaw hits a cradle piledriver on Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a release German suplex...
The boos are resurfacing again...
Earl Bradshaw runs into the ropes...
Ricky J nails Earl Bradshaw with an enzuigiri...
JRG enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
JRG goes for a short clothesline, but Earl Bradshaw counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
JRG leaves the ring...
Earl Bradshaw executes a springboard rana on Ricky J...
All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
Earl Bradshaw whips Ricky J into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with an elbow...
Earl Bradshaw is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Joey Bradshaw enters the ring to make it two-on-one...
Earl Bradshaw and Joey Bradshaw whip Ricky J into the ropes...
They hit Ricky J with a double kick to the midsection...
Joey Bradshaw takes Ricky J down with a short clothesline...
Earl Bradshaw uses a crucifix on Ricky J...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... shoulder up...
Joey Bradshaw hits a short clothesline on Ricky J...
Earl Bradshaw goes for a backdrop driver, but Ricky J counters it with a facerake...
Joey Bradshaw leaves the ring...
Ricky J takes Earl Bradshaw down with a fisherman buster...
Ricky J hits a spinning heel kick on Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
Earl Bradshaw hangs on to the top rope for dear life...
Ricky J sees it and breaks Earl Bradshaw's grip...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, Earl Bradshaw re-enters the ring...
Ricky J leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Ricky J sets up the chair...
Ricky J hits a flying reverse neckbreaker onto the chair on Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J uses a somersault legdrop on Earl Bradshaw...
Ricky J is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Ricky J takes Earl Bradshaw down with a somersault legdrop...
Ricky J runs into the ropes...
Earl Bradshaw hits Ricky J with a shoulderblock...
Earl Bradshaw hits a springboard rana on Ricky J...
The boos are resurfacing again...
Earl Bradshaw tags out to Joey Bradshaw...
JRG enters the ring and throws Earl Bradshaw out of the ring...
JRG nails Joey Bradshaw with a short clothesline...
Ricky J uses a crucifix on Joey Bradshaw...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
JRG leaves the ring...
Ricky J uses a hammerlock reverse DDT on Joey Bradshaw...
Ricky J runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Ricky J hits Joey Bradshaw with a somersault legdrop...
Ricky J tags JRG...
JRG lifts Joey Bradshaw up...
Ricky J nails Joey Bradshaw with the 1-8-7 and goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
Ricky J acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
SJD: The winners of the match – DEF B.I. POSSE!!!
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Winner: Def B.I. Posse
Time of match: 0:17:20
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TM: The new Posse rides into town and immediately picks up a win,
JT: True but the Rednecks made them work for it though... It certainly wasn’t an easy win...
TM: Absolutely not... Now, I believe the IXWA Television Champion is standing by backstage...
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Backstage:
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[We are still in the locker room as we see the Television champion throwing the usual rights and lefts in mid air as he prepares himself for his match against Caleb Foley - a second round match in the Survival of the Fittest tournament... Our cameras get a closer look into the intense red eyes of the seven foot monster... He stops for a few seconds as he turns toward the locker as he touches the Television title... He turns back toward the camera as he throws right and left elbows in mid air a little something new for the big man...]
Doomsday: Man, can't you just relax a little bit?
[Lucifer looks at his manager...]
Lucifer: Will you let me get some work in?
Doomsday: I have no problem with you working out... But, please don't overdo it...
Lucifer: I sat down for the last half an hour watching video on Foley... We have a game plan in place...
Doomsday: Yes we do... But--- You don't want to pull something before the big match... Or, wear yourself out and give Foley all the advantage that he will need...
[Lucifer starts throwing huge uppercuts in mid air...]
Doomsday: Like that right there...
Lucifer: Look, I know Foley could very well be looking at this right now...
Doomsday: And he is probably licking his chops because he feels that you are--
Lucifer: Wearing myself out?
[Lucifer starts throwing forearm shots in mid air...]
Lucifer: I am trying new things in my workouts... The forearm shots, the uppercuts...
Doomsday: I understand you are trying new things... You are learning, but you need to slow it down... Something you will learn down the road...
Lucifer: I am proving myself already...
Doomsday: Yes, you are... You are the two time Television champion... You have beaten the Extreme Warrior Champion three times...
[Lucifer steps back at starts throwing kicks in mid air...]
Lucifer: I feel that I don't get enough respect...
Doomsday: Big man, if you feel that you don't get any respect then I guess you need to go out there and prove it...
Lucifer: I will, that I promise... I will make Foley and the rest in this tournament respect me...
Doomsday: Big man, I think the guys in the locker know who you are...
Lucifer: I haven't begun to show the locker room who I am... I want the locker room to fear me...
Doomsday: You win this tournament; the locker room will certainly fear you...
[Lucifer stops his workouts as he looks toward the locker at the Television title...]
Doomsday: I want you to keep that back here...
Lucifer: Why?
Doomsday: Foley knows that you are the Television champion... Everybody in this building knows it... I want you to have that feeling that you aren't any type of champion... This tournament doesn't see you as a champion... You are like everybody else in this tournament... You are a contender... I want you to have that mind set...
[Lucifer loses his grip on the title...]
Lucifer: I am a contender...
[Lucifer steps back and fires a huge kick right into the locker behind him as the door flies off its hinges...]
Lucifer: There is your contender...
Doomsday: How many times must I tell you? Ease off the lockers...
Lucifer: I am going into the ring to beat Caleb Foley tonight and win the whole thing and then what is coming to me... A shot at the Extreme Warrior title, and become the champion...
[He just shakes his head...]
Lucifer: Contender...
[He keeps mumbling it as he leaves the locker room...]
Doomsday: That is right big man... Carry the attitude into the ring... Foley won't know what hit him...
[Doomsday looks back at the Television title...]
Doomsday: The tough Irishman doesn't stand a chance against the devil himself...
[Doomsday laughs...]
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Backstage:
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[We cut backstage to find "Aristocratic" Archibald Smythe laid out on the floor of the locker room... Blood is puddled by his side and his chest is covered in blood as well as a bunch of cuts...]
JT: ARCHIBALD SMYTHE IS DOWN!!! THE ARISTOCRAT HAS BEEN SMITED!!!
TM: Smited?
JT: Yeah - smited... Did you think I was going to say "smythed" or something?
[On to the scene run members of the IXWA ring crew and a couple of medics...]
TM: Well at least the medics are quick on the scene...
[As the medics tend to Smythe, one of the ring crew members picks up a blood stained note that was next to Smythe... He reads it out loud...]
Ring Crew Member: The Church sees all...
[And the camera zooms in to see a large letter "A" has been carved into Smythe's chest...]
Ring Crew Member: Now everyone else shall see your arrogance for eternity...
[And cut to ringside...]
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Pryde (c) Vs Kenshin Takamura
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"The Ripper" Danny B Vs Scott Syren
OCW LightWeight Championship Match
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"The Queen of Epicness" Bobbinette Carey Vs Curt Canon
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Kobra/Jason Xavier (c) Vs "The Confederate Icon" Chad Vargas
Bifford Open Challenge
The Big Bifford Vs Silverfreak or Dangerous Dan or Nobody
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Backstage:
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[We see both Doomsday and Lucifer getting ready to head toward the ring for their important match... The seven foot monster is moving his head side to side as if he is trying to get some last minute kinks out before getting into the ring... He pounds his left hand into his right, surely he is checking to see if that gloved left hand is healed from a few weeks ago and by the sound of the noise echoing around the backstage it appears to be the case... Doomsday turns to Lucifer...]
Doomsday: Are you ready big man?
[Lucifer looks at his best friend and manager with an intense look in his red eyes...]
Lucifer: You can bet the farm, I am...
Doomsday: I don't have a farm, but if I did... I would...
Lucifer: Jokes, before the big match...
Doomsday: You got to ease up just a tad... There is such a thing as being too intense...
Lucifer: Doubt that...
Doomsday: It is great that you are intending to hurt Foley tonight... But, you can become too intense when you get into that ring... That means you could very well lose your anger, and then your focus, and then lose sight of the game plan...
[Lucifer cuts him off...]
Lucifer: And lose the match...
Doomsday: Correct... Foley is a sound veteran... He knows what I am talking about... I am sure that is a lesson that he learned in this sport already... He can tell if you are too tight for this match... He will use that to his advantage and beat you...
Lucifer: Stick to the game plan?
Doomsday: You chill just a little bit... Focus on our game plan and everything will fall right into place...
Lucifer: And if it doesn't?
Doomsday: Always plan B...
Lucifer: Which would be?
Doomsday: My game plan...
[Doomsday whispers something in Lucifer's ear...]
Doomsday: Your game plan was excellent... We are going with that... If it appears not be working... Then we go to my plan...
Lucifer: Will it work?
Doomsday: It will work, trust me on this...
Lucifer: And if I win?
Doomsday: I will treat you to a rather large steak big man... But if you lose...
Lucifer: I won't...
Doomsday: If you do... Well then, plenty of road work in your future... More than you would like...
[Lucifer gives an even more intense look if that is possible...]
Lucifer: I will make sure that doesn't happen...
Doomsday: Well, I guess you better win because if you don't... All that you are working for... Well it will be wasted...
Lucifer: I won't waste it...
Doomsday: I am sure you won't...
[Doomsday puts his large hands on Lucifer's massive shoulders like a manager would do for his prize fighter...]
Doomsday: Let's show, Foley that you mean business...
[Lucifer nods at him...]
Doomsday: Take me to him...
[Lucifer pounds his left hand into his right as we head for the next match...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Looks like Doomsday lit a big old fire underneath the IXWA Television Champion – Lucifer!!!
JT: Like he needed it... I would NOT want to be Caleb Foley right now...
TM: Nor would I – let’s get the 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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... 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, HE IS ONE HALF OF THE IXWA EXTREME TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS - THIS IS
THE CELTIC CRIPPLER...
CALEB FOLEY!!!
[FACE POP!!!]
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 Doomsday by his side... Doomsday is carrying the IXWA Television Championship belt... Doomsday 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 Doomsday... 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 Doomsday, as he looks back at him... Doomsday points to him and gives a nod as the big man climbs the steps and steps over the top ropes as his music quickly comes to an end... He looks down at his taped up hand and then across at his opponent and snarls to himself...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
"Celtic Crippler" Caleb Foley Vs Lucifer
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Caleb Foley goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Lucifer counters it with a DDT...
A fan at ringside badmouths Lucifer...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with a clothesline...
Lucifer goes for a powerbomb, but Caleb Foley counters it with a Huracanrana...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with a backdrop...
Lucifer is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, thr... kickout...
Lucifer whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
Doomsday trips Caleb Foley...
Perry Crabtree threatens Lucifer with disqualification...
Perry Crabtree warns Doomsday...
Perry Crabtree is back on the job...
Lucifer runs into the ropes...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with an elbow...
Lucifer nails Caleb Foley with a backbreaker...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with an uppercut...
Lucifer uses a headbutt on Caleb Foley...
Lucifer is going for the cover...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer goes for a clothesline, but Caleb Foley ducks out of the way...
Caleb Foley hits a running knee lift on Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley is going for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Caleb Foley goes for a roundhouse kick, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer goes for a shoulderbreaker, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley hits Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley hits Lucifer...
Caleb Foley punches Lucifer...
Lucifer punches Caleb Foley...
Lucifer is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Caleb Foley hits Lucifer...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley uses a dropkick to the knee on Lucifer...
Caleb Foley executes spinning headscissors on Lucifer...
Caleb Foley catches Lucifer in a half Boston...
Lucifer breaks the hold after 5 seconds...
Lucifer executes the Snake Eyes on Caleb Foley...
Lucifer nails Caleb Foley with a shoulderbreaker...
Lucifer whips Caleb Foley into the ropes, but Caleb Foley reverses it...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with a flying shoulderblock...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...
Lucifer is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Lucifer executes a full nelson slam on Caleb Foley...
Lucifer punches Caleb Foley...
Lucifer is being booed like there is no tomorrow...
Caleb Foley kicks Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley punches Lucifer...
The crowd is really behind Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley chops Lucifer...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley executes an arm wringer on Lucifer...
Caleb Foley punches Lucifer...
Lucifer kicks Caleb Foley...
Lucifer further incites the crowd...
Caleb Foley kicks Lucifer...
There are lots of chants for Caleb Foley...
Caleb Foley kicks Lucifer...
Caleb Foley goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer puts Caleb Foley in a chokehold...
Perry Crabtree warns Lucifer to let go...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three, four...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three, four...
Lucifer takes Caleb Foley down with a powerbomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, shoulder up...
Lucifer uses a powerbomb on Caleb Foley...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Lucifer whips Caleb Foley into the ropes...
Lucifer misses with an elbow...
Lucifer hits Caleb Foley with a backdrop...
Caleb Foley falls out of the ring...
Lucifer goes outside...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Lucifer throws Caleb Foley back into the ring...
Lucifer goes for a pumphandle slam, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley goes for a reverse Russian legsweep, but Lucifer blocks it...
Lucifer goes for a running knee lift, but Caleb Foley blocks it...
Caleb Foley attempts to place Lucifer on the turnbuckle, but Lucifer blocks it...
Caleb Foley nails Lucifer with a Northern Lights suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Caleb Foley runs into the ropes...
Lucifer executes the End of the Line on Caleb Foley...
A fan at ringside badmouths Lucifer...
Lucifer goes for the pin...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, three...
A fan at ringside badmouths Lucifer...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Luciiiiiiifeeerrrrrrr!!!
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Winner: Lucifer
Time of match: 0:05:43
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TM: Lucifer standing over Foley now...
JT: What’s he going to d----
[The whistle starts and the bass booms into "Natural Born Killaz" by Dr Dre and Ice Cube... The Def B.I. Posse runs out to the ring... Ricky J has a crowbar and JRG has a steel chair... The Demonic Icon thinks the better of it and gets out of the ring... The foster brothers taunt the giant to get back into the ring... Caleb Foley starts to get up after the match... Ricky J grabs a microphone...]
Ricky J: You Foley... Souz alwayz sayz Wez takez care of our own... So wez just wantz ta make sure you okay, man??
JRG: Dat Knee doesn’t look too good...
[Foley walks on it, shakes it a bit... Nothing seems to be wrong...]
Ricky J: Okay... Cool... Cool... Just wanna make sure before---
[Without warning, JRG shoulder tackles Foley right in the knee... Foley goes down like a ton of bricks as Ricky J keeps talking...]
Ricky J: Ya know what ya did to da Hood... And Da Hood takez care of itz own Buiznezz...
[Ricky J takes the crowbar and takes a shot at that injured left knee... The San Diego fans boo as JRG starts to drop fists onto Foley's face... Ricky J takes to the top of the turnbuckles and throws his hands in the air as JRG gets off of Foley... He tosses the chair up to Ricky J... and Ricky J comes off the top and frog splashes Caleb with the chair between the two... JRG grabs the chair and puts it near the turnbuckles... He takes Caleb's limp body and sets up for the Tombstone piledriver... climbs up to the second turnsbuckle...]
CLANG!!!
[JRG drops the Chalkline onto the chair... Ricky J recovers and stands over Foley... With Microphone in hand...]
Ricky J: I guess it "Ain't All Good In Da HOOD!!!"
[Ricky J drops the microphone on Foley's chest... The crowd boos as the duo leaves the ring with the carnage left in the ring...]
TM: What in the heck was that all about?
JT: I have no idea, Tony... But I don’t think Caleb Foley is a popular guy in some circles...
TM: And there’s more happening back in the locker room...
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Backstage:
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[We fade up to Ric Beauty standing near his locker, readying himself for his next win in the Survival of the Fittest tournament... Ric smiles at the camera...]
RB: I told Earl Bradshaw he would be first and he was...
So, Handsome Henry... what do you think I have to say to you?
[Ric kind of snickers...]
RB: Henry, in another bracket I would have expected you to go pretty far... I admire how good you are in the ring Henry... Truly I do...
If you were matched up with say, Caleb Foley, then you would be in for an easy win...
Liam Donegal, also an easy win...
But my friend...
[Ric becomes very serious and glares into the camera...]
Tonight you are not in the easy bracket... You are in the bracket with the most dangerous man in the IXWA!!!
There isn't a man in the IXWA who is as dangerous as me... I have the experience, I have the talent... And frankly at this point...
I got nothing to lose!!!
[Ric relaxes a bit, but not much...]
RB: My climb has just begun and you are just the next ring on the ladder, the next step...
And look into my eyes pretty boy... I am going to step on you!!! I am going to knock you down and I am going to keep you down...
This is about winning this tournament, and then winning the IXWA gold...
And there isn't room for two pretty boys in the IXWA... Tonight Henry, I win...
[Ric tilts his head, showing the scar on his face, showing he will all the way to win...]
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Ringside:
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TM: Two newcomers to the IXWA square off now to determine who will be the fourth man at the Survival of the Fittest supercard...
JT: Who will join Liam Donegal, Frostbite and Lucifer?
TM: It’s time to find out... Over to you Joey!!!
[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 a Survival of the Fittest tournament quarter final match... Introducing first...
["O Fortuna" fills the air and the 24 Hour Man, Ric Beauty steps onto the stage and in an instant owns it... He eyes the crowd before taking the walk to the ring followed by his wife, Val... Ric slides into the ring and surveys the audience...]
SJD: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from LAS VEGAS NEVADA, the TWENTY FOUR HOUR MAN...
... RIC BEAUTY!!!
[Ric smiles and moves into his corner...]
SJD: His opponent...
[You never realized how many women liked wrestling... Look at all these young girls... There sure are a lot of them... Too many... It’s hard to see past them... Have you always been this short? "Marche Slave" by Tchaikovsky starts to pump over the PA system, at least you think it is, it’s hard to hear anything over the high pitched shrieking... Where's the fire, ladies? The wall of estrogens crashes against the guardrail, obscuring the entrance way... Getting up on your tip toes, you try to make out the next competitor, who could it be?!!! Then the swooning starts... Girl after girl faints away, an army of them falling to the ground... The wave of limp bodies starts to wash towards you... This is like that movie that no one watched, you know, The Happening!!! Not wanting to be put under by asshole plants, you start to run away from the fainting girls in your direction... but its too late!!! As you glimpse the next competitor any thoughts of a heterosexual future fly out the window... Joey Diamond pulls a piece of paper from his pocket, shrugs an starts to read from it...]
SJD: Please put your grubby, chubby, and let’s not forget stubby, hands together in welcoming a vision of loveliness that needs no introduction!!!
What? He really doesn't...
[With that - Joey shrugs and puts the card back in his pocket as Henry Auster makes his way to the ring followed by Edgar Caspian...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
Survival of the Fittest quarter final match:
Ric Beauty Vs "Handsome" Henry Auster
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a slingshot suplex...
Ric Beauty is getting a good reaction from the crowd...
Ric Beauty catches Henry Auster in a side headlock...
Henry Auster breaks the hold after 10 seconds...
Henry Auster goes for a snap suplex, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty goes for a front facelock, but Henry Auster counters it with a backdrop...
In turn, Ric Beauty counters it with a sunset flip...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ric Beauty executes a back suplex on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty uses a vertical suplex on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a double leg takedown...
Ric Beauty goes for an abdominal stretch, but Henry Auster reverses it...
Ric Beauty is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Ric Beauty is struggling to reach the ropes...
Ric Beauty gets ahold of the ropes after holding out for 20 seconds...
Henry Auster locks Ric Beauty in a sleeperhold...
Ric Beauty makes it to the ropes after 5 seconds...
Henry Auster hits an arm wringer on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster takes Ric Beauty down with a back suplex...
Henry Auster hits a drop toe hold on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster goes for a figure-four leglock, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster...
The crowd is starting to get behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Henry Auster chops Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Henry Auster punches Ric Beauty...
Quite a few boos are audible...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a double underhook suplex...
Henry Auster is starting to get under the crowd's skin...
Henry Auster executes an eye gouge on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty...
A wave of boos is going through the crowd...
Ric Beauty chops Henry Auster...
The crowd is cheering on Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the ropes...
Ric Beauty nails Henry Auster with a hiptoss...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a backbreaker...
Ric Beauty sends Henry Auster into the turnbuckle...
Ric Beauty charges into the corner, but Henry Auster moves out of the way...
Henry Auster uses a head and arm suplex on Ric Beauty...
The crowd is booing Henry Auster...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a clothesline...
Henry Auster falls out of the ring...
Ric Beauty jumps onto him with a flying axhandle...
The crowd is really behind Ric Beauty...
Ric Beauty runs Henry Auster into the ringsteps...
Val Beauty comes from behind, but Henry Auster nails Val Beauty...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the guardrail...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a kneebreaker...
Perry Crabtree counts: 1...
Perry Crabtree counts: 2...
Perry Crabtree counts: 3...
Ric Beauty goes for a slingshot suplex, but Henry Auster counters it with a small package...
Perry Crabtree counts: 4...
Henry Auster knocks Ric Beauty into the ringpost...
A fan at ringside badmouths Henry Auster...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Henry Auster goes for the Beautiful Dreamer, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Henry Auster throws Ric Beauty into the ringsteps...
Henry Auster is eliciting a sizable round of boos...
Perry Crabtree counts: 5...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a European uppercut...
Ric Beauty shoves Henry Auster into the guardrail...
Perry Crabtree counts: 6...
Ric Beauty shoves Henry Auster into the guardrail...
Perry Crabtree counts: 7...
Ric Beauty gets back into the ring...
Henry Auster follows him back in...
Ric Beauty goes for a vertical suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Henry Auster goes for an abdominal stretch, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Henry Auster is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Henry Auster makes it to the ropes after holding out for 9 seconds...
Ric Beauty goes for a European uppercut, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a jack-knife power bomb...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Henry Auster goes for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Ric Beauty counters it with a facerake...
Ric Beauty executes a piledriver on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a vertical suplex...
Ric Beauty throws Henry Auster out of the ring...
Perry Crabtree counts: one, two, Henry Auster re-enters the ring...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with a kick...
Henry Auster takes Ric Beauty down with a hiptoss...
Henry Auster executes an Asai moonsault on Ric Beauty...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with an elbow...
Ric Beauty puts Henry Auster in a front facelock...
Henry Auster is valiantly trying to break the hold...
Henry Auster makes it to the ropes after holding out for 6 seconds...
Ric Beauty hits a knifehand chop on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty goes for a slingshot suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes, but Ric Beauty reverses it...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a kick...
Ric Beauty runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with a shoulderblock...
Henry Auster runs into the ropes...
Henry Auster and Ric Beauty get hit with a double clothesline...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Ric Beauty goes for a fireman's carry takedown, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster hits an Asai moonsault on Ric Beauty...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster goes for a European uppercut, but Ric Beauty counters it with a backslide...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, shoulder up...
Ric Beauty whips Henry Auster into the ropes...
Ric Beauty hits Henry Auster with a backdrop...
Ric Beauty hits a fireman's carry takedown on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty uses a German suplex on Henry Auster...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Ric Beauty hits a piledriver on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty goes for a head and arm suplex, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Henry Auster goes for an armdrag, but Ric Beauty counters it with a backslide...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, kickout...
Ric Beauty hits a head and arm suplex on Henry Auster...
The crowd is behind Ric Beauty all the way...
Ric Beauty attempts to place Henry Auster on the turnbuckle, but Henry Auster blocks it...
Ric Beauty takes Henry Auster down with a headlock takedown...
Ric Beauty throws Henry Auster into the turnbuckle, but Henry Auster reverses it...
Henry Auster hits an eye gouge on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a German suplex...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster nails Ric Beauty with a headlock takedown...
Henry Auster takes Ric Beauty down with an eye gouge...
Henry Auster goes for a vertical suplex, but Ric Beauty blocks it...
Ric Beauty executes a backdrop on Henry Auster...
Ric Beauty goes for a headlock takedown, but Henry Auster counters it with a back suplex...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with a snap suplex...
Henry Auster hits a European uppercut on Ric Beauty...
Henry Auster hits Ric Beauty with an Asai moonsault...
Perry Crabtree counts: One, two, kickout...
Henry Auster whips Ric Beauty into the ropes...
Edgar Caspian trips Ric Beauty...
Perry Crabtree disqualifies Henry Auster...
There are lots of chants for Ric Beauty...
SJD: The winner of the match and advancing to the semi-finals of the Survival of the Fittest tournament – Ric Beauuuuuuuuuutyy!!!
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Winner: Ric Beauty
Time of match: 0:11:14
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TM: So – there you have it... The semi-finals are set... Liam Donegal battles Frostbite...
JT: And Lucifer squares off against Ric Beauty...
TM: And with the added factor of the unknown stipulations; anything can and will happen at the supercard...
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Backstage:
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[The fans begin to boo as the camera focuses in on Dexter Payne, standing by with Kimberly McGraff...]
Kimberly: I’m standing with the man who just last week on Beatdown executed a calculated, cold post match attack on Caleb Foley, one Dexter Payne... All week long I’ve wondered why you did it, Dexter, and now I just have to ask why?
[Dexter grins and sweeps his long blue hair back from his eyes and grabs the mic...]
DP: It’s simple, Kimmy... I can call you that, right?
KM: It’s umm – I...
DP: Anyway, like I said, it’s simple... I said I was going to do it, and I did it... The IXWA needs to learn the Dexter Payne Principle; a principle so basic that even you and your sister can understand it while you’re wearing your Ugg boots, watching “Friends”, and enjoying your scooped out bagels and Starbucks Skinny Lattes... The Dexter Payne Principle plainly states that when Dexter Payne says he’s going to do something, he does it... No questions asked, no doubts entertained...
KM: But, I just don’t understand - why Caleb Foley?
DP: I wouldn’t expect you to understand, Kimmy... But Foley just simply did the wrong thing at the wrong time... He handed me my first loss in this pathetic backwater league and he had to be the first in a long line of examples, examples that state to the world that Dexter Payne is head and shoulders above the rest of the competitors here...
[Kimberly pauses for a moment and then asks another question...]
KM: What do you have to say to the accusations made by our commentators last week that your attack on Foley just revealed a “spoiled brat who didn’t get his way”?
[Now its Dexter’s turn to pause and he fixes his eyes on the camera, the grin slipping from his face...]
DP: I can only say that they don’t know what the hell they’re talking about... They don’t get in the ring week after week... They don’t train, unless you count eating donuts at 3 AM training... They don’t live the week in, week out life of a wrestler - they simply get to sit back, prop up their feet, and watch... And we PAY them to talk about what they’re seeing... Don’t you see the absurdity in that?
KM: I’m not sure I do...
DP: Of course you don’t... It’s like tonight... I’m going to walk out to the ring with a clown on one side and a psycho on the other, and they’ll probably come up with some clever little comment about how it’s like a three ring circus or something... Without even knowing a person’s life... Everything I have in life I’ve clawed my way to the top of the heap for, which is more than I can say for those two morons with microphones at ringside... And most likely, more than I can say about tonight’s opponents...
KM: That’s right!!! Tonight, you take on “Aristocratic” Archibald Smythe, The Outlaw, and “Random Violence” Jack Williams, a man who has been your partner before... He knows you a little better than these other two... Does that make you worried?
[Dexter scoffs at that idea, the very thought bringing the smile back to his face...]
DP: Me? Worried? Surely you have me pegged for someone else... After all, as much as Jack Williams knows about me, I know about him... Everything that goes on in that ring gets recorded and stored right – up – here...
[He emphasizes his words with a tap to his forehead...]
DP: And as for the other two - who are they exactly? Wait, it really doesn’t matter... What I’d be more concerned about, if I were them, is that across the ring from them is a crazy clown, a full out psycho, and the greatest wrestling phenomenon this company has ever seen, and this match will be over before it even starts, thanks to Chad Allen, Johnny Blayze, and Dexter Payne... Now that’s a principle you can believe in...
[He drops the mic and walks away before Kimberly can say another word, as the camera fades to black...]
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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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Ringside:
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[We cut back to ringside... And within the ring stands "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze along with his associate, Orson Thomas... Blayze is wearing his long trenchcoat with black pants and no shirt while Thomas has a black t-shirt with jeans and boots, sunglasses covering his eyes... Blayze strokes his bushy beard while Orson begins to speak...]
Orson: When Johnny Blayze first entered professional wrestling, he was a hotshot who never hesitated to help his fellow man or woman... It was a time when guys like Pat Gordon Junior were still relevant and Bob Pooler was the voice of reason... A time when The Murder were putting wrestlers on the shelf like clockwork... And Blayze... he repeatedly found himself on the receiving end of these vicious beat downs, and he often found himself asking, "Where are my friends? Where are the men who I have helped stave off from attacks on multiple occasions? Why am I alone?"...
[Orson chuckles and then continues...]
Orson: Enter Jonathon Collins... A man who calls himself, “The Saint of Violence” and helped put this very building on the map with his company, EXODUS Pro... He was the only person willing to lend a bruised and battered Blayze a helping hand... Some say he manipulated Blayze; that he took advantage of a man whose paranoia was already at a peak...
[Pause...]
Orson: Well, I say, that man SAVED Johnny Blayze... He took a boy, still suckling on the breasts of innocence, and turned him into the man he was always destined to be... He catalyzed the metamorphosis of Johnny Blayze into the revolutionary radical he is today, a necessary evil... For in this business, friends... are nothing more than distractions and crutches... They say Blayze is a coward for turning on his friends...
He was merely taking off the training wheels...
[Another pause...]
Orson: Now, he finds himself in the company of someone who can match his tenacity and one whose ferociousness surpasses his own... He’s found himself a partner that he can entrust to stand at his side as he eradicates loyalist infidels that infest professional wrestling... Yet... it seems IXWA doesn’t seem to understand... Instead of heeding our warnings and succumbing to our command, they insult us by trying to focus our attention elsewhere... It’s utter disrespect...
[Orson smirks, though he is clearly aggravated... He inhales deeply through his nostrils, his smirk never fading... Johnny Blayze touches his shoulder and he lets "The Psychotic One" take the stage... Blayze stares into the camera, silent for a moment and wiping his hands on his pants, before uttering his first words...]
Blayze: Some see a six man tag match... A battle between trios... I see nothing but opportunity... A moment in time that The Church of The Beyond will steal from three other people who are looking to make a name for themselves...
Archibald Smythe... a man I had high prospects for after our last encounter... I thought he had seen the light within the darkness and was ready to embrace his inner hatred like so many since...
[He looks down for a moment and then looks back up...]
Blayze: But I was wrong... I failed to reach him... I realize now that there's nothing wrong with my sermon; but rather with the clergy... His perpetual arrogance was only further revealed in the last few days... His talk of how "he almost had me" burns within my ears... It disgusts me to even think about it...
Smythe, I know what you tried to do in San Francisco... The victim ploy only works if people care about you... But not a fan in the stands or the back would piss on you if you were on fire, Archie... They’re using you, just like the time FGA used a poor sap that pretended to be me and attacked Alexia Brandt in an attempt to drum up interest for a ridiculous feud... Once you realize this all, you will understand how beneficial my cause truly can be for someone such as yourself...
And then there's The Outlaw...
[Blayze shakes his head somewhat sympathetically...]
Blayze: You are the poor lost soul that is simply being dragged into this for no just reason... A lamb led to the slaughter... Stepping into the ring will be a fool's errand... Let me tell you that much... Didn’t you learn your lesson already when you faced Frostbite? Do you really think assistance from the wavering and manipulative Archibald Smythe will help you? He’s simply using you so he doesn’t feel like he’s being used... He wants to feel in control and you’re enabling him, Outlaw... So now, I will have to forcibly open your eyes to the cold, hard truth...
[Blayze looks back at Orson Thomas and smirks before continuing to speak...]
Blayze: And speaking of the cold, hard truth... We are also set to face Jack Williams - a man who calls himself "Random Violence"... Jack, did you see what I did to Liam Donegal last week? THAT is random violence... Not the crap you perpetrate in this ring week in and week out as you defend your Extreme Warrior title...
[He pauses for a moment...]
Blayze: Gentlemen... Unlike Orson and me, who mesh together perfectly, you three are the proverbial square pegs trying to fit into the circular hole... You’re just a couple of jokers that no one takes seriously... And why should they? Williams can brag about holding that Extreme Warrior Championship, but what does that ultimately mean? It means that he is the best of the very dire situation that IS "extreme wrestling" in this business...
[He winks at the camera...]
Blayze: But don’t fret... When the new regime has taken over, you will all be given fair chances to be fodder for the true elites...
[Orson whispers something in his ear...]
Blayze: Oh but of course... Let me take a moment to preach to young Liam Donegal... Oh my dear lad... You tried SO hard to make a flashpoint moment in IXWA, but you failed miserably... The IXWA TV title didn't make it down the coast like you hoped, thanks to Orson and myself... I can understand your frustrations... I truly can... Liam, your blasphemous remarks have not fallen on blind eyes... You clearly don’t believe in the words that I preach, but I’m sure Orson and I can sway you towards the truth in due time... Our methods tend to be... Deathly persuasive... Better yet, ask Sadie Dunhill...
[Pause...]
Who's Sadie Dunhill, you might ask? Why just take a look on the big screen...
[The XTREME-Tron lights up and we see Orson Thomas, from an obviously pre-taped segment, standing in a dark hallway...]
Orson: Follow me...
[Orson Thomas heads out of frame and as the camera turns to follow, we see he is heading down the hallway... The camera stays behind him and is led into a cold grey concrete room... Standing in one corner is Johnny Blayze and sprawled face down in the center of the room is a woman; her barely conscious body almost moments ago was hanging from the ceiling above by a metal hook, and her bloodied wrists are bound together above her head by a strong, thin metal wire... Orson goes over to her and flips her on to her back... She moans in pain as the blood from her nose and facial cuts slide down her contused face and seeps into her hair... Dark purple bruises and knots cover her stomach, neck, and legs...]
Blayze: This, my dear friends, is Sadie Dunhill... An unfortunate soul found on the streets of San Francisco begging for change... When she approached us to panhandle, I told her of our guarantee of bringing on a new age... We told her of our methods and she said she was sickened... A woman, living on the streets with nothing but the skin on her bones to call her own, refusing to believe in something as benevolent and righteous as our cause? Her arrogance was misplaced, and I knew that the right thing to do would be to show he the error of her ways...
[Blayze walks over and grabs Sadie by her hair to forcibly turn her wobbly head towards the camera...]
Blayze: She has begun her first stage of transformation... And very soon, she will be saved... It will not be an easy path or a painless one... In the end, she... will have to make a choice... The same choice we all have to make once in our precious lives...
Adapt or die...
[The scene on the screen ends and we are back to focusing on Johnny Blayze and Orson Thomas inside the ring...]
Blayze: Tonight, here in San Diego, CA, the marquee may say IXWA Beatdown, but there are things in motion that are bigger than this company...
This...
[He goes over to Orson Thomas and places a hand on his shoulder...]
Blayze: This is about the future of this sport, business, and industry... The Church of The Beyond will stand tall at the end of the night for all to see... And when I get my hands on Liam Donegal once more, the match will be our platform to address the issues in this industry and it's pending demise, and to open the eyes of the masses... Our cause can always use some new bodies to plow through but most of all, it needs people who are sick of the establishment to join us in making a NEW regime, and to lead wrestling into the Age of Enlightenment... Archibald Smythe... Jack Williams... and The Outlaw... you have committed heinous acts of treason and heresy, and you have only two choices in front of you... Join us and receive penance for your sins...
[Orson steps forward... A snarl forms upon his mouth...]
Orson: Or face the full verdict of our unyielding judgment...
Blayze: Let's put some minds to the test and see who perseveres... And those who don't... your loss will be greatly mourned...
[Blayze drops the microphone...]
SJD: This contest is an elimination tables match... And it is your main event for the evening... Introducing first... Hailing from the Church of The Beyond and weighing in at 215 pounds... He is accompanied by Orson Thomas... He is "THE PSYCHOTIC ONE" JOHNNY BLAYZE!!!
[Blayze throws his arms into the air...]
SJD: His partner...
Cue: "Am I A Psycho" by Tech N9ne
SJD: Fighting out of Queens, New York City, New York and weighing in at 265 pounds... "Jester" Chad Allen
[Allen walks down to ringside and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring...]
SJD Their partner...
[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... 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...]
“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...”
SJD: Hailing from Nashville, TN and weighing in at 225lbs... Dexter Paaaaaaaaaaayyynee!!!
[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...]
SJD: This Their opponents...
[“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...]
TM: He doesn’t look very comfortable after his attack earlier...
SJD: And his partner...
[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...]
SJD: Their partner...
Cue: 'Long Haired Country Boy' by Charlie Daniels
[The Outlaw slowly walks into the ring, glaring at the crowds as he stops to heckle a few of the ringside fans, and insult them...]
SJD: Weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from Odessa, Texas... The Outlaaaaaaaaaaaaawww!!!
[As he climbs into the ring, the Outlaw grabs the microphone as he bashes and insults California, and proclaims it to be morally bankrupt and inferior to Texas...]
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IXWA Friday Night Beatdown – April 18, 2014:
MAIN EVENT:
Six Man Tables Elimination match:
"The Jester" Chad Allen / "The Psychotic One" Johnny Blayze / Dexter Payne
Vs
"Aristocratic" Archibald Smythe / The Outlaw / "Random Violence" Jack Williams
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[DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!]
They lock up...
The Outlaw chops Chad Allen...
A portion of the crowd is booing The Outlaw...
Chad Allen chops The Outlaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Chad Allen...
Chad Allen punches The Outlaw...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
Chad Allen hits The Outlaw...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Chad Allen...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
The Outlaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen with a facerake...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
Chad Allen chops The Outlaw...
Chad Allen acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Chad Allen hits The Outlaw...
Chad Allen punches The Outlaw...
Chad Allen is starting to get more cheers than boos...
The Outlaw hits Chad Allen...
The Outlaw is starting to get more cheers than boos...
The Outlaw punches Chad Allen...
The Outlaw acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Chad Allen kicks The Outlaw...
Chad Allen acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
The Outlaw chops Chad Allen...
Chad Allen kicks The Outlaw...
Chad Allen throws The Outlaw out of the ring...
Chad Allen goes for a plancha, but The Outlaw moves out of the way...
The Outlaw sets up a table...
The Outlaw goes for a running clothesline, but Chad Allen ducks out of the way...
Chad Allen throws The Outlaw into the ringsteps...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze hits a short clothesline on The Outlaw...
Chad Allen goes for a release German suplex, but The Outlaw counters it with an elbowsmash...
The Outlaw is handed brass knuckles...
The Outlaw hits him with the knuckles...
The Outlaw seemingly enjoys the boos...
The Outlaw sets up Chad Allen on the table...
The Outlaw tries to drive Chad Allen through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it...
Chad Allen goes for a backbreaker, but The Outlaw blocks it...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
The Outlaw goes for a kick to the midsection, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen re-enters the ring...
The Outlaw climbs back into the ring...
Chad Allen tags out to Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze and Chad Allen hit The Outlaw with a double bulldog...
Chad Allen leaves the ring...
Johnny Blayze executes a shoulderblock to the midsection on The Outlaw...
Johnny Blayze goes for a fisherman buster, but The Outlaw counters it with a small package...
The Outlaw tags out to Archibald Smythe...
Archibald Smythe goes for a forearm smash, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze throws Archibald Smythe out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze rolls out under the bottom rope...
Johnny Blayze sets up Archibald Smythe on the table...
Johnny Blayze executes a powerbomb through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: Archibald Smythe has been eliminated...
TM: Blayze made short work of Smythe after the beating earlier...
JT: The crowd is booing Johnny Blayze...
They lock up...
Jack Williams punches Johnny Blayze...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams kicks Johnny Blayze...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams punches Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze kicks Jack Williams...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze kicks Jack Williams...
Jack Williams chops Johnny Blayze...
Johnny Blayze hits Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze punches Jack Williams...
Jack Williams punches Johnny Blayze...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams takes Johnny Blayze down with a kneelift...
Jack Williams goes for a kneelift, but Johnny Blayze side-steps and Jack Williams crashes to the canvas...
Johnny Blayze acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Johnny Blayze tags out to Dexter Payne...
Johnny Blayze uses a short clothesline on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Dexter Payne hits an enzuigiri on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze hits a short clothesline on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne uses a backdrop driver on Jack Williams...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Dexter Payne...
Johnny Blayze leaves the ring...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a double arm DDT...
A portion of the crowd is booing Dexter Payne...
Dexter Payne goes for a tornado DDT, but Jack Williams throws him off...
Jack Williams whips Dexter Payne into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a kick...
Dexter Payne takes the chair...
Dexter Payne executes a flying forearm with the chair on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Dexter Payne takes Jack Williams down with a spinning heel kick...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a flying forearm...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Dexter Payne sends Jack Williams into the turnbuckle...
Dexter Payne runs shoulder-first into the corner...
Dexter Payne punches Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Jack Williams kicks Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams executes a front slam on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams whips Dexter Payne into the ropes...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a clothesline...
Jack Williams falls out of the ring...
Dexter Payne goes through the ropes...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze goes for a short clothesline, but Jack Williams counters it with a belly-to-belly suplex...
Jack Williams clears the announcers' table...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a flying kneedrop through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne with a roundhouse right...
The Outlaw comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze comes over, but gets cut off...
The Outlaw takes Dexter Payne down with a swinging neckbreaker...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a flying axhandle...
Jack Williams and The Outlaw hit Dexter Payne with a double low blow...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams and The Outlaw hit Dexter Payne with a double headsmash into the ringpost...
Jack Williams goes for a series of jabs, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne throws Jack Williams back into the ring...
Dexter Payne goes for a sleeperhold reverse mat slam, but Jack Williams counters it with a jawbreaker...
Dexter Payne springs to his feet...
Dexter Payne executes a flying reverse neckbreaker on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne takes Jack Williams down with a flying spinning leg lariat...
Dexter Payne seemingly enjoys the boos...
Dexter Payne tags out to Chad Allen...
Dexter Payne uses a spin kick on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen hits Jack Williams with a back suplex...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Dexter Payne executes a dropsault on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen takes Jack Williams down with a back suplex...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Chad Allen nails Jack Williams with a double underhook suplex...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams goes for a roundhouse right, but Chad Allen blocks it...
Chad Allen nails Jack Williams with a gutwrench suplex...
Chad Allen executes the Murder Go Round on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen uses a backdrop suplex on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Chad Allen executes a backdrop suplex on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen runs into the ropes...
Jack Williams misses with an elbow...
Chad Allen hits Jack Williams with a kick...
Scott Braski removes the chair from the ring...
Chad Allen whips Jack Williams into the ropes, but Jack Williams reverses it...
Chad Allen uses a thrust kick to the head on Jack Williams...
Chad Allen tags out to Dexter Payne...
Chad Allen hits a snap suplex on Jack Williams...
The crowd seems to be rallying behind Chad Allen...
Dexter Payne hits a moonsault bodyblock on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne and Chad Allen whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double fist to the midsection...
Dexter Payne and Chad Allen whip Jack Williams into the ropes...
They hit Jack Williams with a double elbowsmash...
The Outlaw enters the ring and throws Chad Allen out of the ring...
Jack Williams and The Outlaw hit Dexter Payne with a double kneelift...
The Outlaw leaves the ring...
Jack Williams runs into the ropes...
Dexter Payne misses with a clothesline...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne with an elbow...
Jack Williams tags out to The Outlaw...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a big boot...
The Outlaw goes for a flying kneedrop, but Dexter Payne rolls out of the way...
Jack Williams leaves the ring...
Dexter Payne uses a flying lariat on The Outlaw...
Dexter Payne throws The Outlaw out of the ring...
Dexter Payne jumps onto him with a springboard plancha...
Chad Allen comes over to make it two-on-one...
Chad Allen uses a thrust kick to the head on The Outlaw...
Dexter Payne takes The Outlaw down with a backdrop driver...
Dexter Payne sets up The Outlaw on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a springboard moonsault through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: The Outlaw has been eliminated...
TM: The crowd is wildly cheering Dexter Payne with only a few scattered boos audible...
JT: Impressive springboard moonsault from the ring apron down to the arena floor... The Outlaw never stood a chance...
They lock up...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a bodyslam...
Jack Williams takes Dexter Payne down with a big boot...
Jack Williams executes a jawbreaker on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams nails Dexter Payne with a sitout powerbomb...
Jack Williams throws Dexter Payne out of the ring...
Dexter Payne hangs on to the top rope...
Dexter Payne clutches his legs around Jack Williams' head...
Dexter Payne pulls Jack Williams out of the ring...
Dexter Payne pulls himself back in...
Dexter Payne rolls out under the bottom rope...
Dexter Payne is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Dexter Payne runs Jack Williams into the ringpost...
Dexter Payne clears the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Jack Williams through the table with a springboard moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a piledriver, but he blocks it...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze goes for a Samoan Drop, but Jack Williams counters it with an elbowsmash...
Jack Williams throws Dexter Payne into the guardrail...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams goes for a piledriver, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Jack Williams through the table with a split legged moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams throws Dexter Payne into the ringpost...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams runs Dexter Payne into the ringpost...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams nails Dexter Payne with a backward kick...
Jack Williams executes a low blow on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams nails Dexter Payne with a bodyslam...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it...
Johnny Blayze comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze executes a short clothesline on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne hits Jack Williams with a crucifix...
Johnny Blayze goes for a Samoan Drop, but Jack Williams counters it with an elbowsmash...
Jack Williams is handed brass knuckles...
Jack Williams hits him with the knuckles...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with an elbowdrop, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne is getting a pissed look amidst all the boos...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a cradle piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne throws Jack Williams back into the ring...
Dexter Payne brings the table into the ring...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a DDT, but he blocks it...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a moonsault through the table...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne tries to drive Jack Williams through the table with a split legged moonsault, but he moves out of the way...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a DDT through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams tries to drive Dexter Payne through the table with a piledriver, but he blocks it...
Dexter Payne sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Dexter Payne executes a moonsault bodyblock through the table...
The table didn't break...
Dexter Payne executes the Ashes and Ashes on Jack Williams...
Dexter Payne goes for a tornado DDT, but Jack Williams throws him off...
Jack Williams kicks Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams chops Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams executes the Violent End on Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a DDT through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Jack Williams sets up Dexter Payne on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a piledriver through the table...
The table didn't break...
Jack Williams chops Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne...
Jack Williams hits Dexter Payne...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams goes for an eye gouge, but Dexter Payne blocks it...
Dexter Payne tags out to Chad Allen...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
He returns with a chair...
Dexter Payne runs into the ropes and springs off the chair...
Dexter Payne goes for a spin kick, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
Dexter Payne leaves the ring...
Jack Williams uses a series of jabs on Chad Allen...
A portion of the crowd is cheering Jack Williams...
Jack Williams sets up Chad Allen on the announcers' table...
Jack Williams executes a DDT through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: Chad Allen has been eliminated...
TM: Jack Williams acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
JT: He should really concentrate on who is in the ring with him now... Johnny Blayze!!!
They lock up...
Jack Williams takes Johnny Blayze down with an atomic drop...
Jack Williams uses an eye gouge on Johnny Blayze...
Jack Williams takes Johnny Blayze down with a sitout powerbomb...
A portion of the crowd is booing Jack Williams...
Jack Williams goes for a kick to the midsection, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Scott Braski removes the chair from the ring...
Johnny Blayze executes an elevated facebuster on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze is starting to get more cheers than boos...
Johnny Blayze goes for a running clothesline, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
Jack Williams hits Johnny Blayze with a clothesline...
Jack Williams executes a flying lariat on Johnny Blayze...
Jack Williams goes for a kick to the midsection, but Johnny Blayze blocks it...
Johnny Blayze hits Jack Williams with a Russian legsweep...
Johnny Blayze acknowledges the portion of the crowd which is cheering him...
Johnny Blayze sends Jack Williams into the turnbuckle...
Johnny Blayze charges in with an avalanche in the corner...
Johnny Blayze throws Jack Williams out of the ring...
Johnny Blayze goes through the ropes...
Dexter Payne comes over to make it two-on-one...
Johnny Blayze and Dexter Payne hit Jack Williams with a double DDT...
Dexter Payne executes a roundhouse kick on Jack Williams...
Johnny Blayze goes for a full nelson, but Jack Williams ducks out of the way...
They're brawling inside the ring area...
Johnny Blayze clears the announcers' table...
Johnny Blayze sets up Jack Williams on the announcers' table...
Johnny Blayze executes an elbowdrop through the table...
The table is broken in half...
SJD: Jack Williams has been eliminated...
TM: All of a sudden, the boos are turning into almost unanimous cheers...
SJD: The winners of the match and the survivors - Johnny Blayze & Dexter Payne!!!
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Backstage:
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[As the show is about to go off the air - we see a tired Frostbite after his match with Max Caschera walking toward his jeep... He has his blue bag hanging off his left shoulder, certainly because of his hard fought match earlier... He takes a few minutes to try and find his jeep... He spots it as he walks to his jeep... He throws the bag in the back seat as he gets ready to go into the car we see out of nowhere he is jumped by the three masked men... They are wearing their usual black masks and decked out in green from head to toe...]
JT: You knew it was only a matter of time... You knew they were lurking...
[The three masked men are pounding away on Frostbite...]
TM: Wait a second, there are Doomsday and Lucifer...
[They grab the two bigger masked men and pull them off of Frostbite...]
JT: For once it appears the sides are even...
[The smaller masked man continues to connect with clubbing blows to the head of Frostbite...]
TM: He is taking it to Frostbite...
[Frostbite kicks the right knee of the smaller masked man as it makes him drop to his knees... He steps back and connects with a quick roundhouse kick to the head of the masked man as he drops face first on the ground... Frostbite begins to connect with many kicks to different body parts of the masked man...]
JT: Those kicks are getting harder...
TM: For what he did to his wife's tombstone last week, can you blame him?
[Frostbite pulls him to his feet and connects with a hard uppercut that sends him back into the jeep... He quickly spears the masked man... Frostbite continues to pound away at his face and head with a series of right and lefts... Frostbite kicks the masked man in his right knee as he is bent over... Frostbite grabs him...]
TM: What does he have planned?
[Frostbite picks up the masked man and connects with a powerbomb on the hood of his jeep...]
JT: I believe that put a dent in it...
TM: I don't think Frostbite really cares... This has become personal for him...
[Frostbite reaches up and starts to choke him... It appears that he is squeezing tighter and tighter...]
JT: Somebody better pull Frostbite off of this guy or we might have a death on our hands...
[From what we can tell his eyes are about to pop out of the masked man's head...]
Frostbite: YOU SON OF A BLEEP!!! YOU ARE GOING TO PAY!!!
[Frostbite releases his grip as he drives a hard forearm right to the side of his head... He gets ready to go for his mask...]
TM: Frostbite is trying to reveal who this guy is...
JT: Maybe we will find out who is behind all of this...
TM: And his buddies are being taken care of by Doomsday and Lucifer...
[Frostbite is trying his best to pull off his mask... It appears the masked man is holding him off...]
TM: He is trying his best...
[Frostbite connects with two hard forearm shots to his head as it dazes the masked man for a few seconds... Frostbite is close to getting the mask off...]
JT: I think he is getting close...
[Frostbite connects with another hard forearm shot, until he gets the mask off...]
TM: He did it...
JT: Can't see who it is though...
TM: He is trying to hide his face...
[Frostbite tries to pull his fingers away from his face... As he is doing so, suddenly another masked man comes from behind and hits Frostbite in the back of his neck... He grabs Frostbite and throws him into the jeep shoulder first...]
JT: There is another one?
[This masked man appears to be the same size as the one that Frostbite has been beating up on...]
TM: They are just coming out of nowhere...
[The new masked man quickly pulls out a towel and throws it over his face...]
Voice: Come on guys let's get out of here...
[The two larger masked men pull away from Doomsday and Lucifer as they follow right behind the other two... Doomsday and Lucifer quickly attend to Frostbite...]
JT: I just can't believe there is another one...
[Frostbite gets to his feet as he looks at Doomsday and Lucifer...]
Frostbite: How many are there?
[Doomsday and Lucifer shrug their shoulders...]
JT: That is an excellent question...
[As we head off the air, Frostbite is fuming as he pounds the hood of his jeep...]
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