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a [[The scene slowly fades in to a shot of Madison Square Garden from outside on the streets of New York. It pans up to a large billboard flashing "IWA" and scrolling through a few of the bigger matches on the card. A collage of old IWA and NSW clips is then ran as Calm Like a Bomb plays. When the opening promo finishes, we cut to inside the arena. Fireworks explode left and right all over the arena. The camera quickly pans the sea of fans who are on their feet cheering before we switch to a shot of Michael Mole, Jim Ross, and Bobby "the Brain" Heenan sitting ringside.]] JR: Hello, all, and welcome to the 2004 NSW/IWA Reunion Event! I'm Jim Ross alongside Bobby "the Brain" Heenan and Michael Mole! Heenan: That's right! And what a show we have for you tonight! It's going to be legendary! Mole: You can say that again, Brain. We've got some truly epic battles lined up. But you don't want to hear us talk about them all night, you want to see them happen! Heenan: That's right, so why don't you put a lid on it, Mole? These fans paid good money to see some action, not you flapping your gums. JR: I think we should all stop flapping our gums and get to our opening match. Bring on Artie and Bloodha- [[JR stops mid-sentence as we're suddenly taken backstage to a locker room...]] Will Primetime's Partners Show?
[[The scene backstage is one
of of Primetime and Emmitt sitting in a locker room, waiting for
Primetime’s match to begin. Primetime is playing a Gameboy Advance while
Emmitt is sitting in the corner, biting his nails.]] Hardcore
Match JR: I don't feel comfortable at all knowing those guys are in the back cooking something up. Mole: Me either, but it looks like we're about to get this thing underway. Heenan: Will you shut up, Mole!? They're about to bring out Artie!
Fink - Coming to the ring
now, from Wellsville USA, ARTIE!
Winner: Bloodhawk (pin fall) [Commercial] The Strategy Pays Off [[We cut back to the backstage area right outside the locker room of Primetime, Venom, and Jarrod. The camera focuses in on the nameplate centered on the door for a moment before the door swings open. Venom and Jarrod exit the locker room with evil grins on their faces. They turn and walk down the hall while Primetime stops at the door and watches. He laughs to himself then shuts the door.]] JR: Uh oh. Mole: I hope they're not going to do what I think they're going to do. Heenan: Well I do. Just to spite you, Mole. [[The camera catches back up with Venom and Jarrod walking through the halls of the arena. They enter a large room where buffet tables are set up and packed with food. They quickly scan over the room and spot who they're looking for... The Great Ant and Endless Dennis. DAMN Inc is standing by a table talking with each other and eating potato chips. Venom and Jarrod rush them. Dennis and Ant both are clotheslined over the table, spilling its contents onto them and the floor. Jarrod stomps away on the Ant while Venom grabs Dennis by the hair and repeatedly slams his head against the ground.]] Mole: C'mon, someone stop this! JR: Get some officials back there! Break this up! Heenan: This is TERRIBLE! JR: Yeah! It- What? Heenan: It's terrible. They just knocked over the tray of cold cuts. I wanted a sandwich after the show. [[Venom picks up the table and throws it back down on the head of Endless Dennis. Jarrod grabs a nearby folding chair and pummels the Ant with it. Venom scoops Dennis up and looks for somewhere to dump him.]] Heenan: No! Not the dessert table! [[Venom carries Dennis over to another table stacked with food and body slams him through it.]] Heenan: Now what am I going to eat!? [[Meanwhile, Jarrod tosses the chair down to the floor then DDT's the Ant right on it. He applies the Skull and Crossbones (sharpshooter) and pulls back. The Ant screams in pain. Venom begins to stomp on Endless Dennis before officials hit the scene and put an end to Venom and Jarrod's fun. They retreat, leaving Dennis and the Ant badly beaten.]]
JR: Finally! Get them out of
here! Kick them out of the damn building!
[Commercial] Six-Man Tag Match? Heenan: Well, folks, it's time for Vinny to do battle with Eddie, but neither man has arrived at the arena yet. JR: And we don't even know if they're going to fight tonight or be business partners so to speak. Mole: But you know, don't you you, Brain. Or should I say "Brian." [[Mole, and only Mole, laughs at his joke (a reference to Bobby's arrival in Owen's promo).]] JR: Yeah, Brain, you know what developed. Did the Strike accept Eddie and Jay? And what did Owen have you get out of storage? [[Heenan opens his mouth to respond but is cut off by Limp Bizkit's "My Way" blaring over the PA system. Former President Mason walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand.]] JR: What's this all about? Mason: I've come out to address the little incident we had backstage moments ago and the changes it has forced. As a result of the attack perpetrated by Venom and Jarrod Steele, DAMN Inc will be unable to perform tonight. [[The crowd boos.]] Mason: They're being checked out by our expert medical staff backstage but won't be in any state to perform unfortunately. Because of that, former President Mathews and I have decided to tweak the six-man tag match scheduled. Primetime Sanders will now go one-on-one with Sarah Barramya, and Jarrod Steele and Venom have been eliminated from all of tonight's activities. So without further adieu, here is that match. Mole: I guess Mason and Mathews heard you, JR. [[Mason steps back through the curtain as the Fink enters the ring.]] Fink: Introducing first, weighing in at 139 pounds, and hailing from London, England... Sarah Barramya! [["Never Gonna Stop" by Rob Zombie hits in the arena and the fans get on their feet. Sarah emerges from the backstage area followed by "Style In Action" Frankie Manns. The two walk down the ring. Sarah climbs in and poses while while Frankie stays on the outside.]] Fink: And her opponent, weighing in at- [[Fink spots Primetime charging down to the ring and exits quickly. Primetime slides in and charges at Sarah. The bell rings. He attempts a clothesline but she ducks it. She spins around and kicks/shoves Primetime in the ass. That, coupled with Primetime's own momentum, sends him through the ropes to the outside. Frankie Manns takes advantage of the situation. He runs around to that side of the ring and patiently waits for Primetime to get back to his feet. Primetime does, and turns back to the ring yelling at Sarah. Frankie runs up from behind and levels PT with a clothesline of his own. PT goes down to the floor where Frankie can't help but lay the boots to him. He stomps him until the ref threatens disqualification. Frankie backs away with his hands in the air as if he never touched him.]] Heenan: Come on! That's not fair at all! JR: But, to you, damn near hospitalizing Sarah's partners for the match was... Heenan: Don't put words in my mouth, JR. But, yes, yes it was. [[Primetime slowly gets to his feet. When he does, Sarah reaches through the ropes and grabs him by the hair. She pulls him back into the ring and begins stomping him before slapping on a figure four leg lock. She wrenches away causing PT a great deal of pain, but she didn't pull him away from the ropes. He quickly grabs on, and the ref orders her to break the hold. Sarah "takes her time" breaking the hold, however. After pretending she doesn't understand English, the ref physically forces her to break the hold. Sarah picks Primetime up and quickly scoop slams him back to the mat.]] Mole: Impressive show of strength by Y2B. Heenan: Yeah right. It was all done with wires. Any idiot would know that, Mole. That's why I'm not surprised you didn't. [[Sarah hits the ropes and drops a running leg drop across Primetime's neck. She goes for the win. ...one ...two PT kicks out. Sarah pulls him back to his feet by his hair and whips him into the ropes. She takes him down with a hurrican-rana (Dream Destructor) and hooks the legs for another pin. ...one ...two ...Primetime kicks out at the last second.]] Mole: Sarah's taking it to Primetime! JR: She certainly is. I must say, I didn't expect this. [[Primetime is pulled back to his feet. Sarah attempts a suplex but Primetime blocks it. He shoves her away then looks around. Sarah, now looking quite scared, backs away. Primetime grabs her by the hair and points a finger in her face. He admonishes her before picking Sarah up in a press slam. He takes his time, displaying his strength, then tosses Sarah out of the ring onto Frankie Manns. Sarah and Frankie hit the floor hard. Primetime laughs as the two slowly get back to their feet. Sarah slowly rolls back into the ring, but PT is all over her. He lands a boot to the back of her head then picks her up. He whips her into the ropes and hits her with a stiff clothesline. Sarah does almost a complete back flip before crashing down the mat face first. Primetime rolls her over and puts a boot on her chest. He orders the ref to count. ...one ...two ...Sarah gets a shoulder up.]] Heenan: The weight disadvantage is just too much for Sarah to overcome. End this match before it gets ugly. JR: Come on now, Brain, she's doing great in there. [[Primetime struts around the ring with a smile on his face, thinking he has the match easily in hand. When Sarah gets to her feet, Primetime attempts a big boot. Y2B ducks it, though. She grabs PT in a waist lock and hits him with a German suplex. Then she slaps on an arm bar and applies pressure. Primetime's face twists into a look of pain. The ref asks if he wants to quit, but PT declines. Sarah finally breaks the hold. She picks Primetime up and whips him into the corner. She climbs up to the second turnbuckle and starts hammering away at PT with a ten-punch. She gets to seven before Primetime grabs her around the waist, walks her out to the middle of the ring, and executes an atomic drop. Sarah circles around in pain before Primetime boots her in the gut. He sets her up for a powerbomb, but pushes her away when Frankie Manns jumps up onto the apron. Primetime grabs Frankie and pulls him over the top rope and into the ring. He then stomps away on him.]] Heenan: Kick his ass, Primetime! JR: Get him out of the there, ref! [[Sarah gets up behind Primetime and sees him wailing away on Frankie. She runs and connects with a high knee directly to PT's back. Primetime tumbles through the ropes to the outside once again. Frankie gets to his feet and is ordered out of the ring by the ref. Primetime slowly gets back in and he and Sarah circle each other. They lock up in the middle of the ring and Primetime easily backs her into a corner. He plants a chop that brings a smile to his face. He turns and walks in a circle before coming back and throwing a punch. Sarah ducks it and grabs PT from behind in another waist lock. She rolls him up for the pin. ...one ...two ...kick out. Primetime gets back to his feet angered. He grabs Y2B and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, he leaps and comes down on her with a Lou Thesz press. He pummels away. He hooks a leg for the pin. ...one ...two ...Frankie Manns enters and stomps Primetime in the back. The ref calls for the bell.]] Winner: Primetime (Disqualification)
[[Frankie pulls Primetime to
his feet and punches away at him. Then he scoops him up and slams him to
the mat. Officials hit the ring to break up the fight.]] The Strike Arrives [[We cut backstage in the parking garage. We see an ambulance backed up to arena with the rear doors open. Endless Dennis and the Great Ant slowly walk up holding various limbs in pain. IWA officials help them into the ambulance and close the doors. The ambulance then pulls away. As soon as it leaves, we see a short, yellow school bus pull up.]] Mole: The Strike bus!? JR: Is that what you got out of storage, Brain? [[The cameraman walks around to the side of the bus. We see "NSW Strike 2001" on the side with "NSW" and "2002" spray painted over with black X's and corrected with the same spray paint to read "IWA" and "2003." It's been updated once again, though. "2003" has now been X'ed out and replaced with "2004." The cameraman moves to the door of the bus that has swung open.]] JR: Oh no... [[Jay Skillz then steps off the bus to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He's followed by Eddie, Vinny, then finally Owen Hart.]] Mole: Well, this answers our question.
Heenan: [[Beaming]] Sure
does.
[Commercial]
Triple Threat Elimination
Match Heenan: Time for one of my favorite matches of the night! JR: It should be a good one. I just hope the Strike doesn't get too involved. I'd like to see an actual contest. Mole: Unlikely that'll happen, JR. Heenan: Shut up, Mole. You're so annoying. STRIIIIIIIIKE! [["Fire In the Hole" hits in the arena. Terra appears on the stage and walks down to the ring.]] Fink: Introducing first, weighing in at 256 pounds, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada... Terrrrraaaaa! [[Terra climbs into the ring and throws his fists into the air. The Strike's theme "Killing in the Name" hits in the arena. Boos rain down as Jay Skillz appears on the stage. He's followed by the entire crew; Owen Hart, Vinny Esposito, and Eddie.]] Fink: Introducing his opponent, Jay Skillz! [[Jay stays on the outside with the Strike. "Break the Walls Down" then hits. Chris Jericho walks down to the ring.]] Fink: And their opponent, Chris Jerichoooo! [[The bell rings. Jericho and Terra lock up in the middle of the ring while Jay remains outside with the Strike. Jericho whips Terra into the ropes and puts a boot in his midsection. Chris sets up for a powerbomb, but is back body dropped by Terra.]] JR: Way too early for that, Y2J. Heenan: Yeah. This guy could use a wrestling lesson from the Technical Giant! [[Terra stomps Jericho a few times then pulls him to his feet. He hammers him with a few punches to properly soften him up. Terra then grabs Chris in a side headlock and wrenches away. When he grows tires of this, he runs a few steps and plants Jericho's face in the mat with a bulldog. Terra gets up and motions as if he's dusting himself off. He smiles and stomps away a bit more on Jericho. Terra climbs up to the second rope and hops off. He plants a Bret Hart-esque elbow drop on Jericho. Terra hooks a leg and goes for an early pin fall. ...one ...two ...Jericho kicks out. Terra pulls Jericho up to his feet and whips him into the corner. He runs in for a splash but Jericho moves at the last second. Terra's head appears to hit the ring post. He falls back to the mat out cold. Jericho stumbles around then looks at Terra out cold on the mat. He looks around, not believing his luck. He drops down across Terra's chest. ...one ...two ...three. Terra has been eliminated.]] JR: Wow... That was embarrassing. [[Heenan laughs.]] Mole: Is Skillz even aware there's a match going on? Heenan: Of course he is. He's just playing it smart and preserving his energy while those two do each other in. It's already paid off. Terra's gone. It was a brilliant strategy. JR: Oh is that what he's doing? Strategizing? Heenan: Of course. Look at those guys. Geniuses. [[The camera shows a shot of Jay Skillz - his back to the ring - talking to an attractive and rather busty woman in the front row. Owen, meanwhile, looks to be refereeing Eddie and Vinny's ongoing "thumb war."]] JR: Yeah. Mental giants, they are. [[Jay's conversation is interrupted by Jericho grabbing him by the hair from behind. He smashes Jay's face into the barricade repeatedly before whipping him into the side of the ring. Jay falls to a knee holding his side in pain. Jericho lands a boot right to his head then stomps him when it sends Jay to the floor in a heap. Jericho eventually picks him up and rolls him into the ring. Jericho follows him in. When he bends down to pick Jay up, Jay quickly rakes Chris' face. Y2J backs up holding his eyes in extreme pain. He walks to the other side of the ring and rests his weight on the top rope. Jay approaches him from behind and begins using the top rope to choke Jericho out. The ref calls for a break and Jay obliges... but then reapplies, waits for the count to get to four, breaks the hold, then repeats. Finally, Jay pulls Jericho's feet out from under him and holds them there. He plants a kick to Jericho's midsection Hardcore Holly style. The crowd groans, feeling Chris' pain. Jay lets go and Jericho collapses down to the mat.]] JR: He'll feel that one tomorrow. Heenan: He'll feel that one until tomorrow. [[Jay lays the boots to the back of Jericho's head then hops up to the middle rope and poses for the fans. He's met with heavy boos from the crowd. Jay hops down and turns around only to be leveled with a clothesline. Unable to capitalize further, Jericho drops to a knee holding his stomach. Jay slowly gets back to his feet, but Jericho doesn't allow him to recover any further. He grabs Skillz and drops him down in a pendulum back breaker. Chris holds the position and bends Jay over across his knee even more. He rolls Jay off and goes for the win. ...one ...two ...Skillz gets a shoulder up. Jericho gets to his feet grabs Jay's foot. He lifts it and lands a kick directly to the back of Jay's knee. Jay rolls over onto his side clutching his knee. Jericho stomps it a few times then rolls Jay onto his stomach. He grabs the ankle of the same leg and lifts it high into the air before jabbing it back down to the ring directly on his hurting knee.]] Mole: Looks like Jericho is getting ready for the Walls. Heenan: He'll never pull it off. [[Jericho paces around the ring for a moment almost wondering what to do next. Jay rolls around in agony on the mat before he begins inching closer and closer to the ropes as if he knows the Walls of Jericho aren't far away. Jericho sees this and pulls Jay back to the center of the ring. He lands an elbow drop to Jay's lower back then flips him over. He positions Jay just right then jumps off the middle rope, does a back flip, and lands a splash across Jay's stomach. The crowd lets out a cheer. Jericho then grabs Jay's ankles and looks around the arena. Knowing what's coming, the crowd lets out a thunderous cheer.]] Heenan: Uh oh... JR: The Strike better realize there's a match going on and they better do it fast. Mole: I wouldn't hold my breath on that. [[Mole points to the Strike. Owen is trying to hold Vinny and Eddie apart after, apparently, a dispute over the outcome of their "match" has the two ready to come to blows. Heenan stands from his announce position and yells to the three. He points to the ring where Jericho is attempting to lock on the Walls of Jericho.]] Mole: Nice work, Brain. JR: There went all hopes of a clean finish. [[Jericho is trying to turn the move over, but Jay is fighting it every step of the way. Finally, Jericho locks it on. Jay screams in pain and tries like hell to reach the ropes. He's unable to move, though. Jay screams in agony and appears to be ready to submit. He raises a hand... and begins tapping as hard as he possibly can. Only the ref is not present. He's holding Owen back who has one leg through the ropes and is trying to enter the ring. The ref then rushes to the other side of the ring where Vinny has now entered the ring. The ref holds him back then rushes to the OTHER side of the ring where Eddie has climbed in.]] JR: Oh come on! This match is over! It's over! Get them out of there! Mole: Referee's having a tough time controlling this one. JR: That's understandable when you have three men trying to interfere from three different sides! Heenan: Calm down, JR. Don't have a stroke on us now, we're not done with the event. [[With the ref's back turned, Vinny creeps in further and nails Jericho right in the kisser with his version of the super kick, which he calls "Vinny the Chin Music." Jericho falls to the mat and breaks the hold, obviously. Vinny, crawls out of the ring as do the other Strike members allowing the ref to get back to the match. Jay lays there for a moment getting his bearings before he pulls himself out from under Jericho and covers him for the win. ...one ...two ...three!]] Winner: Jay Skillz (pin fall) JR: That was pathetic! Truly pathetic! I'm disgusted!
Heenan: Great teamwork,
though.
[Commercial] On Second Thought... [[We cut backstage where former President Chris Mathews is walking down the hall. He has an empty coffee cup in his hand.]] Mathews: Excuse me. [[An IWA staff member turns and looks to Mr. Mathews.]] Mathews: You know where I can find some coffee by any chance? [[Before the employee can answer, a crash is heard as a door swings open and bangs against a wall. It's the Strike. Eddie and Vinny, under each of Jay's arms, assist him back to the locker room. Owen looks up and spots Mathews who's looking back at them.]] Owen: Vinny. [[Owen points at Mathews. Vinny slides out from under Jay's arm, as does Eddie. Owen catches Jay, who almost falls to the floor as the two abruptly drop him. Eddie and Vinny rush up to Mathews.]] Vinny: Aye, we want a match! Mathews: We who? Eddie: Me and Vinny. The newest tag team in the IWA. The... [[Coming up with a name on the spot]] Am-It Connection. Mathews: Damnit? Eddie: No, "Am-It." Mathews: Once more. Eddie: [[Slowly]] Aaaam... Iiiiit. Mathews: Look, whatever. I'm sorry, guys. The card's booked up. This thing has been finalized for over a month now. Eddie: What!? You just changed the card up earlier tonight. You can do it again for us! Mathews: Look, I'd like to help both of you out here, really I would, but I couldn't find an opponent for you on such short notice. Vinny: Bull! We's helped you get da IWA off da ground, Mason. Mathews: My name is Mathews. And I know that. There's nothing I'd like more than to make this event just a little more special for us and for the fans, but like I said, there's just no one for you to take on. [[Just then, the same door busts open again. Venom and Jarrod Steele stomp through followed by security.]] Venom: You can't just toss us out of the building! Don't you know who we are!? Steele: [[To a security guard prodding him along]] Get your damn hands off me! Venom: [[Spotting Mathews]] Hey! Mathews! Hey, we better still get paid for this! Mathews: [[Turning back to Eddie and Vinny]] You know what... You guys just hang tight for a minute.
[[The scene cuts back to our
announce crew.]]
Student vs. Teacher Match JR: What do you guys make of that? Mole: It looks like we have a new tag team and a new match. Heenan: I'm sure our Strike boys will win whatever match that Mason fella throws at them. The Damnit Connection can beat anybody. [[JR sighs.]] JR: Lets just start the next match. Fink: Introducing first, weighing in at 139 pounds, from London, England... Sarah Barramya! [["Never Gonna Stop" hits and Sarah walks down to the ring accompanied by "Style In Action" Frankie Manns.]] Fink: And her opponent, weighing in at 234 pounds, from San Antonio, Texas... Shawn Michaels! [["Sexy Boy" hits in the arena. Shawn Michaels makes his way down the ramp and climbs in the ring. The bell rings.]] JR: Just a reminder, folks, Jarrod Steele was eliminated from tonight's events earlier in the evening. This match is now a one-on-one between Shawn and Sarah. Should still be a good one. [[Shawn and Sarah shake hands in the middle of the ring, showing the respect for one another, before backing away and circling. The lock up, and Shawn easily backs Sarah into a corner. He whips her across the ring. She crashes into the opposite corner and stumbles out. HBK clotheslines Y2B to the mat then stomps her repeatedly. He pulls her back to her feet and again whips her. She hits the ropes and receives a backdrop upon her return. Shawn then climbs up to the top rope. He motions to the crowd then leaps. He attempts an elbow drop, but it's far too early. Sarah rolls out of the way and Shawn gets nothing but canvas. He jumps back up to his feet and checks on his elbow. He circles around and is floored by Sarah who executed a perfect springboard drop kick.]] JR: Sarah landing one of her favorites in textbook form. [[Sarah stomps Shawn a few times then bounces off the ropes. She lands a leg drop across his throat. Shawn clutches at his neck and gasps for air. Sarah doesn't care, though, and just picks Shawn back up to his feet. She whips him into the ropes and boots him in the gut, doubling Shawn over. Y2B then grabs Shawn in a side headlock. She squeezes with all her might, but Shawn just picks her up and drops her with a side suplex. He hooks the leg for the pin. ...one ...two ...Sarah kicks out. HBK grabs her by the hair and pulls her to her feet. He sets up and executes a suplex. He casually gets back to his feet. Shawn climbs up to the middle rope and elicits cheers from the crowd. Sarah approaches from behind and picks Shawn up onto her shoulders. She backs up a few steps and falls backward. Shawn slams down to the mat.]] Mole: Looks like Shawn is taking Y2B lightly. A mistake Primetime made earlier in the night and almost paid for. JR: You're right, Mole. HBK isn't teaching a very good lesson out there tonight. You never underestimate your opponent. Hopefully he taught Sarah that before forgetting it himself. [[Sarah gets up and applies a camel clutch. The pressure on Shawn's back has him writhing in pain. The referee asks HBK if he wants to give... He declines... Asks again... Still no... Asks once again... Won't do it. Sarah breaks the hold and stomps Shawn's lower back a few times. She picks him up and drops him across her knee with a back breaker. Shawn lets out a yell of agony. Sarah rolls Shawn over onto his stomach and quickly scales the turnbuckle. Once on the top rope, Sarah leaps off and lands an elbow drop directly to the small of HBK's back. This has Shawn rolling around on the mat in pain. Sarah rolls him over and goes for the win ...one ...two ...kick out.]] Mole: Shawn better mount some offense or he's going to lose this thing. Heenan: Nah, keep taking a beating, Shawn. Maybe you'll get lucky and she'll injure you. Then you won't have to go one on one with Owen Hart. [[Sarah picks Shawn up and sets up for a suplex. Shawn blocks the attempt and lifts Sarah up for one of his own. He holds her there over his head displaying his strength just as Primetime did earlier. He then brings her down on the back of her head with a vicious spine buster. He goes for the win. ...one ...two ...Sarah kicks out. Shawn picks her up and slams her back down to the mat. He picks her up once more and whips her into the corner. She crashes into it and remains there. Shawn grabs her by the hair and slams her face into the corner pad again and again. Sarah stumbles away and falls to the mat. The ref checks on her status. Meanwhile, Shawn just puts an elbow up on the pad and rests his weight there, casually relaxing. Frankie hops up onto the apron just behind Shawn but Shawn doesn't see him. He yells to Shawn who then turns. As he does, Frankie floors him with a clothesline from the apron. Shawn slowly gets back up and is met by Frankie once again. He hammers Shawn with rights and lefts then grabs Shawn by the back of the head and drops off the apron. Shawn's neck is dropped across the top rope. He stumbles backward grabbing at his neck again. He backs closer and closer to Sarah who sees him coming. She rolls him up from behind. ...one ...two ...Shawn kicks out.]] Mole: Wow! Near fall there, guys! HBK is coming dangerously close to being upset by his own student! Heenan: Wouldn't surprise me. I always knew he was a loser. Owen was right, he just rode his coattails. JR: Enough about Owen, Brain. [[Shawn gets up a little surprised and a little angry. Sarah gets up too and they circle around the ring once more. They lock up and, again, Sarah is easily overpowered and backed into a corner.]] Mole: Why does she keep doing that? [[Shawn scoops her up for a slam but hangs her upside down in the corner. He stomps her a few times then puts his boot in her throat and begins choking her out. This sends Frankie off, who was already having a hard time watching the match. He jumps up onto the apron irate at what he sees. He orders the ref to break the hold, but the ref's number one priority is keeping Frankie out of the ring and getting him off the apron. Shawn takes advantage and continues choking Sarah out. When he grows tired of doing this, Shawn walks away and begins taunting Frankie on the outside. Frankie tries to jump up on the apron again but the ref gets between the two. Shawn backs away from the ropes to continue taunting Frankie, but from a further distance now that he's on the apron. Frankie tries to enter the ring, but the ref absolutely won't allow it. Shawn runs up and kicks the bottom rope just to piss Frankie off more. Shawn then turns back to Y2B who leaps from the top rope and nails him with an asia moonsault, also known as the Bitch Slap. She covers him for the win. ...one ...two ...three!]] Winner: Sarah "Y2B" Barraclough (pin fall) JR: HBK just got BITCH SLAPPED! What an upset! Mole: Wow...
Heenan: Ha ha ha! The student
has become the teacher. Executive Announcement [["Cochise" begins to play in the arena. The fans look to the entrance to see who's coming out. Former President Chris Mathews steps out onto the stage. He pulls a microphone from his jacket and begins to speak.]] Mathews: Surprise, surprise. The card has changed once again. Vinny Esposito and Eddie have decided to team up rather than go toe to toe. That upset some of you and left a bit of a hole in the card, and you just knew that Mason and myself wouldn't let that stand. You good people paid for eight matches and it is eight matches you will receive. So to replace the Towel Match we had scheduled, we've decided that the... Am-It Connection will take on the team of Jarrod Steele and Venom. That's right, Jarrod and Venom are temporarily reinstated. [[The crowd boos.]] Mathews: Venom and Jarrod, I've decided that if you win this match, I'll allow you to participate in the main event as well. That should promise a good, competitive match. And it's all for you; the fans. [[The crowd cheers slightly.]] Mathews: One last thing... Since so much rides on this match for Jarrod and Venom, ALL persons are banned from ringside. This means you, Skillz and Hart. Now what do you say we get that match started right now!?
[[The crowd cheers again.
Satisfied, Mathews returns to the backstage area.]]
Tag Team Match JR: How about that, guys. We get another match! Mole: This should make all those Jarrod Steele and Venom fans out excited. Heenan: Nah, I doubt their mothers are even watching. [[The timekeeper hops into the ring with the Fink.]] Fink: Introducing first... Eddie and Vinny "the Chin" Esposito... the... [[The timekeeper whispers something into the Fink's ear.]] Fink: The Damnit- [[The timekeeper puts a hand over the mic and whispers something else into the Fink's ear.]] Fink: The Am-It Connection! [["Killing In the Name" hits in the arena once again. Eddie and Vinny step through the curtain and walk down to the ring.]] Fink: And their opponents, the team of Jarrod Steele and Venom! [["Prison Sex" hits in the arena. Jarrod and Venom step out onto the stage. They walk down the ring and climb in. The bell rings.]] Mole: here we go.
[Vinny and Eddie have a
quick conference before deciding Vinny will start the match. On the other
end, Jarrod has stepped out on the apron to let Venom begin for their
team. Venom eyes
Vinny's 6'2, 255 frame, and then his 7 foot, 350 frame. He chuckles to
himself and asks for a test of strength. Vinny obliges, and Venom begins
to dominate. Vinny backpedals into the corner, as Venom bares down. Vinny
lifts his knee directly into the gut of Venom, to buy him some breathing
room. Vinny breaks the hold and delivers a forearm to the bridge of
Venom's nose. Venom charges, and Vinny lifts his feet, kicking Venom
square in the mouth. Vinny blasts out of the corner, but Venom catches him
and hits a twisting powerslam. Venom pounds away at Vinny, and then stands
to stomp away on him. Venom goes off the ropes, but misses an elbow. Vinny
dives to the corner and tags in Eddie.]
Heenan: Yes! What a match!
Encore! Encore!
[Commercial]
Grudge Match Heenan: Yes! Finally! It's time for redemption! Time for Owen to even the score with that lousy coattail rider, Shawn Michaels! JR: Coattail rider? Since when is eating someone's potato chips riding his coattails? Heenan: Since the middle of last month. Fink: Introducing first, weighing in at 245 pounds, fighting out of Calgary, Alberta, Canada... Owen Hart! [["Enough is Enough" hits in the arena. The fans stand and boo Owen as he steps through the curtain. Vinny Esposito, Eddie, and Jay Skillz follow him down to ringside. Owen climbs in and bounces off the ropes a few times. Fink: And his opponent, weighing in at 234 pounds, hailing from San Antonio, Texas... The Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels! [["Sexy Boy" hits. The fans get on their feet and cheer Shawn Michaels as he dances his way down to the ring. He climbs the ring steps and enters through the ropes. As soon as he does, the bell rings. Shawn walks to the center of the ring and extends a hand for Owen to shake. Owen approaches and looks around the arena. The fans cheer, hoping the two former friends can shake hands before the match begins.]] Heenan: Don't do it, Owen! [[Owen turns back to Shawn. He raises a hand to shake, then levels HBK with a clothesline. He looks around and laughs as the fans begin to boo. Owen stomps him a few times then picks HBK up and whips him into the ropes. He nails Shawn square with a spinning heel kick. Hart grabs Shawn by the hair and hammers away with closed fists before pulling him back to his feet. HBK elbows Owen in the gut before he can execute another move. Shawn rocks Owen with a few right hands and backs him into the ropes. He whips Owen into the corner then charges in after him. He splashes Owen and backs away as Owen staggers out of the corner and hits the mat. HBK stomps Owen a few times. HBK climbs up to the top rope and leaps off for an elbow drop. Owen rolls out of the way at the last second and HBK hits the mat hard. He rolls around in pain for a moment. Owen rolls out of the ring and is grabbed by his fellow Strike members. They offer some words of encouragement and advise him to catch his breath for a moment.]] JR: I don't know about that advise. They should be telling him to get back in the ring and keep on HBK, not standing on the outside letting him recover. Heenan: Oh shut up, JR. You don't know anything about wrestling. Don't tell the Technical Giant, the two-time World Heavyweight champion, the first and only NSW Wrestler of the Year how to wrestle his matches. [[Owen rolls back in the ring once he has recovered. Shawn greets him a boot to the back of his head before he can get up. Shawn bends down to pick Owen up, but Owen grabs the waist of HBK's tights right above the crotch. He falls backward, pulling HBK by the waist of his tights. HBK tumbles through the ropes to the outside. Vinny, Jay, and Eddie quickly lay the boots to HBK. The ref orders them to stop and, surprisingly, they do. Owen rolls back out of the ring and stomps HBK a few times himself. The ref begins a slow count. Owen picks Shawn up and whips him into the stairs. HBK hits shoulder first and sends the steps flying. Owen grabs the top half of the stairs and raises them overhead. The ref orders Owen to drop the stairs immediately. Owen smiles and does just as the ref asks. Owen drops the stairs and they tumble down onto the fallen body of Shawn. Shawn yelps in pain and squirms on the arena floor. Owen laughs and rolls back into the ring to restart the count. He rolls back out and picks Shawn up. He scoops him up for a body slam but doesn't throw him down. He walks Shawn over the barricade and hot shots him across it.]] Heenan: Look at that. Wrestling poetry. Mole: Yeah, keep talking, Brain. The tide will turn. [[HBK drops to a knee in front of the barricade. Owen sneaks in a few kicks then rolls in and back out of the ring to restart the count once again. Owen grabs HBK's hair and walks him over to the ring. He slams HBK's face into the edge of the ring several times then rolls back in the ring. Owen goes to the opposite side of the ring and begins complaining to the ref about who knows what. The ref turns his back to HBK and allows Vinny, Eddie, and Skillz to get in some more cheap shots. Vinny and Eddie pick Shawn up and execute a double suplex. Jay follows that up with kicks. They then roll HBK into the ring. Owen shuts up and goes over to Shawn. He lays across his chest and hooks the leg. ...one ...two ...Shawn kicks out. Owen picks HBK up. As he drags Shawn to his feet, HBK wraps him up in a small package. ...one ...two ...kick out. Owen gets up a little surprised. He tries to clothesline Shawn but he ducks it. Owen spins around and is met with a hard right hand. Then another. Then another. Owen staggers back into the turnbuckle and rests against it. Shawn hammers Owen a few more times then executes a monkey flip that sends Owen flying to the center of the ring. Shawn then hops up to the top rope and again tries his elbow drop. This time he lands the move and Owen rolls around in pain. Shawn goes for the win ...one ...two ...kick out.]] Mole: Two near falls by Michaels. This is getting interesting. Heenan: Flukes. Owen's about to come roaring back. [[Shawn gets up and hits the ropes. He runs back and drops a leg across Owen's neck. HBK pulls Owen to his feet and executes a hip toss. Shawn drops an elbow on Owen before picking him back up. He whips Owen into the ropes and nails him with a knee to the stomach. Owen flips and lands hard on his back. HBK bends down to pick Owen back up but Owen rakes his eyes. HBK stumbles backward into the ropes. Owen slowly gets to his feet and charges at Shawn. He clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside. Owen stumbles away and hits the mat. The ref checks on him while the Strike checks on Shawn outside the ring. Jay picks up Shawn and throws him back down to the padding for the powerbomb with a little aid from Eddie. Vinny picks Shawn up and whips him into the ring post then tosses him back in the ring for Owen. Owen stomps HBK then picks him up and slams him back down to the mat with a scoop slam. Owen drags Shawn to the middle of the ring and sets up for the sharpshooter. He steps through and crosses Shawn's legs. He tries to turn the hold over but Shawn fights it. Owen keeps trying, though, and finally turns the move over. Owen wrenches back with all he's got but Shawn won't tap. The ref asks Shawn if he gives, but Shawn declines. He asks again but Shawn still refuses.]] Heenan: This is it! It's over! Here comes the tap! I know it! Here it comes! JR: Pipe down already! [[Owen keeps the move locked on, but Shawn won't give. Expending very little energy, Owen's content to keep the move locked on as long as it takes. The pain is really beginning to show on Shawn's face. It doesn't look like he can last much longer. Shawn reaches back and grabs Owen's ankle. He pulls and pulls, but Owen won't budge. Shawn keeps pulling and when he feels Owen loose balance just a slight bit, he rolls. Owen teeters and tumbles over, breaking the hold. The fans let out a loud cheer. Owen is now irate. He stomps HBK's back several times then picks him up. He sets up and executes a back breaker on HBK. Owen picks Shawn up once again and lifts him in a torture rack. Owen bounces up and down obviously targeting the back of Shawn Michaels. Owen finally drops Shawn back to the mat. He smiles, knowing that if he locks the sharpshooter on again, it's definitely over. He picks Shawn's legs up and steps through. Owen crosses Shawn's legs around his own, but Shawn sneaks in a kick directly to Owen's face. Owen stumbles backward with a, now, bloodied nose. Shawn slowly gets to his feet in obvious pain. He hammers Owen with a few right hands bringing even more blood.]] Heenan: No! No! He's done it now, JR. He's opened Owen up and he will NOT be happy about that. [[Owen wipes blood onto his hand then holds it out in front of his face to look at it. Owen then looks at Shawn who continues to pummel him. Shawn grabs Owen by the hair and executes a face smash.]] JR: It looks like Shawn smells blood... Mole: Looks like Shawn has also found a weakness of his own to target. [[Owen rolls over onto his back where Shawn goes for the win. ...one ...two ...Owen kicks out. Shawn picks Owen up and whips him into the ropes. Owen counters and sends Shawn into the ropes, though. When he hits them, Jay grabs Shawn's ankle and trips him up. Shawn hits the mat face first. Owen bounces off the ropes and drops a leg across the back of Shawn's neck. He then gets up and begins stomping on Shawn. Owen drags Shawn to his desired position then scales the corner post. Owen looks around to the crowd and slowly removes his elbow pad. The crowd begins to boo heavily. Owen tosses it into the crowd and leaps off. At the last second, Shawn rolls out of the way and Owen gets nothing. Both men now lay motionless on the mat. Shawn is the first to get back to his feet. He picks Owen up, but Owen sneaks in a closed right hand to Shawn's kisser. Shawn backs up where Owen boots him in the gut. Shawn catches his foot, however. Owen jumps and attempts an enziguri but Shawn ducks it. Owen hits the mat. Still holding Owen's foot, Shawn picks up his other leg and steps through for the sharpshooter. He turns it over and locks the move on. Owen latches onto the ropes and the ref breaks the hold.]] JR: That could've been disastrous for the Technical Giant had he not been so close to the ropes. Heenan: What terrible ring presence by HBK. You'd think he was a rookie in there. [[After having his own finishing move used against him, Owen is again irate. He quickly gets to his feet and whips Shawn into the corner harder than he's ever whipped anyone. Shawn flips up in the corner, goes over the top rope, and lands on the apron. The fans gasp, knowing Shawn took the brunt of that shot with his back. Owen begins to stomp his foot repeatedly.]] JR: Is he... Is he warming up the band? Heenan: Ha ha ha! Owen's warming up the band for some Sweet Chin Music! I love it! Mole: I guess Owen's going to show Shawn he's not the only one who can use someone's move against them. [[Owen continues stomping his foot. Shawn slowly gets to his feet on the apron. As soon as he does this, Owen lunges with a superkick. Shawn ducks it at the last second. Attempting the sweet chin music on the apron and missing has crotched Owen on the top rope. The crowd cringes. Owen grabs his crotch in pain. Shawn backs up a few steps on the apron and delivers the Sweet Chin Music to Owen who is still straddling the top rope. Owen's mouth drops open and his head is thrown back as if knocked cold. He tumbles off the rope back inside the ring. Shawn enters and pulls Owen to the middle of the ring. He covers him. ...one ...two ...three.]] Winner: Shawn Michaels (pin fall) Heenan: What!? No! ...No! What!? JR: Yes! HBK wins! The Heartbreak Kid wins! Heenan: What the hell!?
[["Sexy Boy" hits in the
arena. Shawn has his hand raised in victory. The Strike hops in and chases
him away, though.]]
Death Match II Mole: Here's the match I feel is going to steal the show tonight! It's time for Death Match II! JR: This one certainly has what it takes to steal the show, but I think it'll take quite a bit to top what we've seen tonight. Some real solid performances from everyone involved. Heenan: Yeah, I hate to admit it, but everyone, not just Owen, has really done a good job tonight. Mole: Yeah, yeah, enough jibber jabber. Lets start this match! I can't wait any longer! [Van Halen's "Right Now" begins to play over the loudspeaker as two beautiful ladies escort a big roulette wheel out onto the stage. President Mason walks out behind the women (admiring their asses, of course) and walks over the roulette wheel. He unveils the sign on top that reads "DEATH MATCH ROULETTE WHEEL". On the wheel are several different kinds of torture devices. Mason smiles and whips out his stick (the microphone he carries in his jacket you perverts!!) and begins to talk. ] Mason: Well now folks, its time for the IWA's DEATH MATCH...PART DUEX!! And right now, I'm going to put a little spin on your old faithful tradition, and I'm going to introduce the Death Match Roulette wheel. As you can see, we have here several different devices, all common to the death match. There's the bed of nails, the tray of thumbtacks, barbed wire bats, Singapore canes, and my favorite, exploding tables!! Now of course, any one of these items may be used, should you...look under the ring and find them, but once I spin the wheel, we will see what the PRIMARY torture device these two gentlemen will have to endure will be!! JR: Endure seems a bit of an understatement... Heenan: Yeah, survive is more like it!! [Mason steps back and spins the wheel. Round and round it spins....and round...and round...and round...(Mason put a little too much mustard on that spin, don't you think?) Anyway, the wheel finally comes to a rest, with the needle landing on barbed wire tables!! The crowd lets out a cheer as the IWA crack staff walk out with several tables wrapped in barbed wire. They set up four around the ring, and place the remainder around the ring, just not set up. The two contestants will now be introduced!!] Fink: Ladies and Gentlemen, your attention please! This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL...and it is the IWA DEATH MATCH NUMBER TWO!! Mole: Does that mean that this one is gonna be crappy? JR: Shut up Michael....you moron Fink: Introducing first, from New York City... he weighs 310 pounds... he is one half of the IWA's Famed ARMY RATZ... accompanied by Anita... this... is... BAAAA-ZOOO-KAAA!!! “In the End” hits and Bazooka walks to the ring with a smug look on his face He hops into the ring and bounces off the ropes a few times. This guy means business. As the Fink begins the next introduction, Bazooka slips under the bottom rope, and mills around outside the ring.] Fink: Aannnd his opponent... from Boston Massachusetts.... he weighs in at 250 pounds and he is the reigning IWA King of the Death Match... this... is.... THUNDER!!!! [The Old-school remix of ThunderStruck by AC/DC blasts over the arena speakers and the man they call Thunder saunters through the curtain. Thunder has his trusty sledgehammer in his hand, and the mere sight of it sends Anita running off through the crowd... smartest thing she's ever done...] Heenan: Oh this one should be a doozy everybody... lotsa blood... lotsa pain... and lotsa good action! Let's get it on! [Bazooka has climbed back into the ring and meets Thunder center ring. The two take a moment to soak in the aura of the crowd, as the people are now buzzing with excitement. The two men prepared to go to war stand toe to toe in the center of the ring, and lock eyes. No doubt Thunder is jawing off to Bazooka about being the King of the Death Match. No doubt about it, as Bazooka fires the first shot, which quickly shuts Thunder up.] Mole: It’s damn hard to talk with a face full of forearm guys! Heenan: You should know...you've been beat up enough over the years... [Thunder and Bazooka trade punches, with Bazooka keeping his slight advantage. He backs up once he gets Thunder wobbly and just levels him with a huge clothesline. The beating continues as Bazooka slams Thunder's head into the canvas repeatedly. Thunder scrambles to his feet as Bazooka gives him a slight reprieve, only to be met with a stiff forearm and a high vertical suplex. Bazooka controls Thunder and whips him into the turnbuckle. Before Thunder can bounce out, Bazooka envelops him with his six ten, three hundred pound frame, and squashes the smaller combatant into the corner. Thunder falls flat to the mat, once Bazooka gets off him, but that doesn't offer much of a breather, as Bazooka leg drops Thunder on the back of his neck. Thunder quickly escapes the knee pit of the larger man, and slips out of the ring. Thunder is desperately searching for something, anything that will help him get back into this match.] JR: The Army Rat certainly has come prepared to fight huh guys? Mole: Definitely, Jim. This guy wants the crown and he wants it bad... Heenan: Speaking of crowns... where's Jerry JR? JR: Never you mind... [Thunder decides that the closest object, a steel chair, will have to do. Bazooka gives Thunder a chase, climbing out of the ring. Both men, by the way, did hear the stipulation on the match, so they both came prepared, wearing shirts so their chests and backs won't get too scarred from all this barbed wire (Yeah right).... Thunder waits on Bazooka and delivers a solid shot to Bazooka's midsection when the big man finally arrives. Thunder blasts Bazooka on his defenseless back for good measure and winds up for a third shot. Unfortunately, third time's a charm for BAZOOKA, who blocks the chair and rips it from Thunder's grasp. Thunder's skull is the unlucky recipient of a hard blow from the steel chair. Thunder gets rocked back, and he lands next to his sledgehammer. Before he can use it, Bazooka smacks him again with the chair. The shot sends Thunder onto one of the tables at ring side. Thunder still has his sledge in hand and as Bazooka races forward, prepared to smash Thunder again, Thunder jumps up and smashes his sledge into the steel chair, which in turn flies back into Bazooka's face! Bazooka falls backwards as Thunder, again, tries to get the hell out of trouble.] JR: Helluva counter by Thunder... that sledge can be deadly… you know from personal experience, right Michael? Mole: All too well... [Bazooka repositions the barbed wired table to right next to the ring and goes to get Thunder. The two trade punches back and forth before Thunder wins out and slams Bazooka's head into the steel steps. And just for good measure, Thunder smacks Bazooka's head into the protective railing around the ring. Bazooka fires back with a tremendous shot that rocks Thunder back into the table. Bazooka clotheslines Thunder, knocking him onto the barbed wired table. Bazooka then grabs Thunder's legs and gives a quick tug, grating Thunder's back across the barbed wire!! Thunder yelps in pain, and sits straight up. Bazooka grabs him and in a side effect-like move, slams him through the table... BA BOOOOM!!! The table explodes as it breaks, and smoke fills the immediate area!!] Mole: Holy CRAP!! Was that an explosive?!? JR: So THAT’S what Bazooka was doing when he hopped out of the ring!! [Luckily, Bazooka slammed Thunder into the edge of the table, so most of the explosion was taken by the table and shot underneath the ring... still, that was insane!! Thunder squirms into the ring, and writhes in pain on the canvas for a bit, as Bazooka drags himself to his feet on the outside. Bazooka climbs back into the ring and continues the assault on Thunder, raining down fists of fire and all. Thunder rolls to the outside and Bazooka gives chase. Bazooka is met with a solid punch to the cut that stops him momentarily. Thunder quickly grabs Bazooka, pulls him onto one of the barbed wire tables and drops back, smashing through the table, with a DDT and some wicked force!! Thunder rolls off the table, having suffered even more puncture wounds, as Bazooka lies on the table. Luckily for him, his face didn't hit any of the barbed wire... just his chest did... until Thunder gets up, grabs Bazooka's hair and drags his face from where it lies on the table, through the barbed wire, until its off the table... and then, just because he was never one to just let things be simple, Thunder slams Bazooka's head on the matted concrete floor! Thunder gets to his feet and rolls Bazooka over, and goes for a pin! One... tw—Kick out!! Bazooka kicked out!!] JR: Both of these guys are tough bastards! Heenan: Couldn't have put it any better myself there JR. [Bazooka is now bleeding from his forehead as is Thunder, from his back. Bazooka gets on his feet and uppercuts Thunder into the ring apron. Thunder ducks Bazooka's charge and dives under the apron. Bazooka lifts up the apron, looking to give chase and is hit squarely in the jaw with a trash can lid!! The lid comes flying out, as does a barbed wire bat, a set of handcuffs and some more rectangular metallic objects... (ok, their tin, but that sounds better than the much feared COOKIE SHEET OF DEATH, dontcha think?) Bazooka smirks and picks up the bat. Thunder crawls from underneath the ring and is nailed in the back with the barbed wired bat. Thunder goes to his knees, head thrown back to the sky in agony. Bazooka takes full advantage and rakes the barbed wire across Thunder's forehead, returning the favor.] JR: Turnabout's fair play folks! Heenan: OK, actually I could have said that better... paybacks are a BITCH!! [Bazooka pounds Thunder's fresh forehead wounds and goes to set up a table. He then reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a blowtorch!! He lights the blowtorch, sets the table on fire, turns off the blowtorch, and nails Thunder in the head with it!! Thunder struggles to his feet, just in time to be hoisted up and driven through the flaming table in a VICIOUS POWERBOMB!! Thunder WRITHES in pain, as the fire licks at his back flesh wounds and quickly Thunder rolls off the fire. Luckily, his back put the fire out... well… sort of luckily... Bazooka rolls Thunder into the ring and reaches underneath the ring for a ladder! He sets up the ladder on the outside, close to the ring and climbs high above, to the top rung. He calculates the distance, before leaping off and throwing his three hundred pound body into the ring!! Thunder moves just in time, and Bazooka's elbow just grazes his left side! Bazooka nearly killed himself for nothing!!] Mole: Bazooka is a crazy bastard, I'll say that much!! JR: HE went for EVERYTHING and got almost NOTHING... that was INSANE!! [Thunder rolls around, face bloody as hell, and ends up landing outside the ring. He lifts up the apron and despite the amazing agony that he is in... a smile comes to his face! He pulls from beneath the ring... a large (nearly six feet in length and four in width with an upright edge of about six inches) plywood bed. He throws the large bed into the ring and positions it just right. He then goes to the outside to get a table. He sets up the table and checks on Bazooka who has tired at this point. Thunder hammers away at Bazooka and then unwraps the barbed wire from the bat. Bazooka nails Thunder from behind and grabs the barbed wire. He makes sure his hands are not near any barbs and smashes the wire into Thunder's forehead! Bazooka grates the barbed wire back and forth, opening, and enlarging the gashes in Thunder's forehead!!! OHMIGAWD!!] JR: Well, that kills Thunder's gap ad contract... Heenan: Say goodbye to the pretty boy... [Bazooka stops and gives Thunder a small time to rest. Mistake one. Thunder grabs the chair bat that he unwrapped the wire from, and turns on Bazooka, who has his back to the reigning King of the Death Match. Mistake Two. Bazooka turns around, looking to give Thunder another pounding... Mistake Three. Thunder unloads and blasts Bazooka in the stomach. Thunder winds up for a second shot, but Bazooka back elbows Thunder in the face. Thunder goes tumbling outside the ring, back where he got his plywood "bed" from. He gets back into the ring, with some sort of sandbag in his hands. Bazooka moves forward to attack. Mistake Four. Thunder blasts Bazooka in the face with the sandbag, and Bazooka goes down! Thunder then turns to the bed, an evil grin on his face...] JR: Somethin' tells me that ain't any regular sandbag... Heenan: Gee... was it the evil grin, or Thunder's history that gave that one away?? [Thunder tips the bag a little bit, and a glint of metal falls out and hits the plywood... then another... and another.... then Thunder laughs and dumps the entire bag over... and Hundreds... no... THOUSANDS of Thumbtacks fall to the plywood and the canvas!!] JR: OH MY GOD! THUMBTACKS!! HUNDREDS AND THOUSANDS OF THUMBTACKS... Good lord, what are we witnessing?? Mole: A death Match, Jim... didn't you hear Fink all that time ago?? [Thunder nails Bazooka again, to keep him at bay, and then sets up the table perpendicular over the bed of thumbtacks. Thunder smashes Bazooka in the face and sets him up on the table. Thunder grabs the unraveled barbed wire and drops under the ropes to the outside. He climbs the ladder that Bazooka used a few minutes ago, and sits on the top of the ladder. And we all know how fond of ladders Thunder is.] Heenan: Thunder is almost as fond of ladders as he is of Thumbtacks and sledgehammers!!! [Thunder gives the ole Jimmy Snuka High Sign to the crowd, wraps his upper body in the barbed wire, so that the barbed wire forms an X over his chest and back and then gives the ole DX high sign, crossing his arms high above his head. Then, Thunder comes to his feet on the second highest rung and leaps off, arms still crossed. Thunder sails through the air and crashes down on the barbed wire table set up in the middle of the ring. He lands parallel to the bed of thumbtacks, and as the table splits in half, and essentially disintegrates underneath the weight of both men and the velocity of Thunder's impact, Thunder smashes his hands and forehead into the Thumbtacks as Bazooka goes back and ass first into the thumbtacks, leaving his upper back to be caught on the barbed wired table. The referee looks dumbfounded at the events he just saw, and looks around in awe as the crowd chants HOLY SHIT... HOLY SHIT... HOLY SHIT... a kudos that was richly deserved, and finally came. The ref jumps, as if remembering his job and his purpose for being out there and counts for the one.... two........ three!!! And Thunder is on top!! Thunder takes home the crown again!!] Winner: Thunder (pin fall) JR: Oh my god, what an amazing display we just saw... these two gave you everything they had... they gave you of their SOUL here tonight... and why the hell not? This is probably the last time these two men will ever get in the ring.... let alone, get into the ring together. Mole: That was some incredible action we just saw... I'm at a loss for words right now... JR and Heenan: Thank the good Lord... [Thunder, bleeding from his back, and forehead, with thumbtacks sticking in his head, face, forearms and knees and shins... untangles himself from the shards of what used to be a table and the barbed wire and rolls over to the ropes. Bazooka does the same, and struggles to his feet. The referee hands Thunder the King of the Death Match Trophy, and Thunder nearly drops it, he is so drained. He puts it on the canvas, and drags it over, as he stumbles over to where Bazooka hangs on the ropes, bleeding as much as Thunder. The two men look into each other's eyes, and look at themselves, seeing what they put themselves through, and shake their heads. Then, either as a deep sign of respect, or because neither quite has the strength to stand, quite yet... or probably a strange combination of both, the two warriors embrace. As they break the embrace, each wipes some of the blood out of their eyes. Bazooka reaches for Thunder's hand and begins to raise it, but Thunder stops him. He shakes his head and drags the trophy over to Bazooka. He lifts it up, and hands it to Bazooka. Thunder, with his free hand, motions that the trophy truly belongs to the both of them, and the two men hoist the trophy into the air, as the crowd gives them a standing and, by god, well deserved ovation. The trophy wavers and falls to the mat as the two men stagger against the ropes. Bazooka falls through the ropes, and lands on his feet and begins to walk around the ring, readying to try and walk the ramp way. He stumbles at the beginning of the ramp, and Thunder, after placing the trophy in the middle of the ring, amid the broken tables, thumbtacks, barbed wire and ounces (and probably more like gallons) of blood, follows Bazooka out of the ring. He and Bazooka embrace again at the bottom of the ramp, and with the aid of EMTs, both stagger up the ramp way, together.] JR: What an amazing show of respect and sportsmanship. These two may be fierce gladiators and warriors in the ring, but both men are class acts outside of it. My hats and highest regard are off to them! Heenan and Mole: The same goes for us, as well!! [The two warriors have reached the top of the stage. As they reach the entry way. they turn around, arms raised together for one last curtain call.... the crowd gives them one last standing ovation before both men drop their arms and stumble off, in separate directions, to be attended to by the EMTs.]
Main Event Mole: Can you believe this!? It's main event time! JR: I've been looking forward to this one all night! The number has dwindled from the original twelve, but it'll still be a hell of a match! Heenan: That's right. the Great Ant, Jarrod Steele, Venom, and Terra have all been taken out of the main event. The Ant was injured in an attack earlier in the night, Jarrod and Venom failed to win eligibility after being temporarily suspended, and Terra's shot to the head earlier turned out to be more serious than originally thought. He's in the back nursing a concussion, guys. Needless to say, our medical staff hasn't, and won't, clear him to compete. JR: Thanks for bringing us all up to speed, Brain, but I think we're all ready to get this thing underway! All the participants are already ringside and ready to go! Fink: The following is an 8-man, no holds barred brawl for the 2004 NSW/IWA King of the Main Event Trophy! [[We get a shot of the huge trophy, which is set up on a table on the stage above the ramp. The trophy has a single spotlight shining down on it.]] Fink: Participating in this match is Bazooka, Jay Skillz, Owen Hart, Primetime Sanders, Sarah Barramya, Shawn Michaels, Tommy Thunder, and Chris Jericho! Mole: Shouldn't it technically be called a 7-man, 1-woman match for the NSW/IWA King or Queen of the Main Event trophy? Heenan: Queen? Weren't you listening when I said Venom isn't in this match anymore, Mole? Mole: Very funny, Brain. You know I'm talking about Sarah. Heenan: She doesn't stand a chance. Lets not waste our time elongating the name of this match just to humor her. JR: If you two would quiet down, I believe the bell has rung. [[Ross is correct. Many of the athletes have already paired off and have begun the match. Inside the ring, Jericho is seeking redemption for his match with Jay Skillz and has him backed into a corner. He's pounding away on him with rights and lefts. Also in the ring, Primetime and Thunder are doing battle. Exhausted and beaten from his previous match, Tommy is flat on his back and being stomped by Sanders. Outside the ring, Owen Hart has made a B-line for Shawn Michaels. He runs full speed at HBK and rocks him with a clothesline. He pulls Shawn to his feet and slams his head into the ring post a few times. Near them, Sarah does her best to work over a far stronger and far heavier Bazooka. She has him backed up against the barricade and is hitting him with some well-placed chops. Bazooka, like Thunder, is too exhausted to mount any offense. Bazooka eventually slumps to the floor where Y2B stomps him ruthlessly. She struggles to pull Bazooka to his feet then whips him into the ring post. She climbs up onto the announce table.]] JR: Uh oh, Sarah's going for a high-risk maneuver. Mole: Considering the shape Bazooka is in after the Death Match, I would argue there's very little risk involved. [[Sarah waits patiently as Bazooka slowly gets to one knee, then to his feet. She leaps from the table and attempts a cross body block, but Bazooka catches her in mid air. He holds her there for a moment before falling forward in a slam/splash combo. He lays there lifelessly across her and one of the five referees assigned to work the match begins to count down. ...one ...two ...Sarah kicks out. Bazooka slowly gets back to his feet. By the time he does, Sarah has done the same. She puts a boot right in his midsection. Bazooka drops back to a knee. Sarah pounds away at him with closed fists. Inside the ring, Jay and Jericho are still battling it out. Jay has since turned the tables and is softening Chris up with some well-placed boots. He picks Jericho up off the mat and whips him into the ropes. As Jericho runs back, Jay hits the mat and floors him with a drop toe hold. He follows that up with an ankle lock submission. A ref asks Jericho if he wants to quit, but Jericho shakes his head "no." Jay applies more pressure, but it doesn't help. Jericho still refuses.]] JR: It's hard to keep track of all the action in and around the ring, folks, but we'll do our best. Heenan: Yeah, it's a madhouse in there. We need a few eliminations to make this easier on me. [[Jay breaks the ankle lock and angrily stomps Jericho in the back of the head. He picks him up by the hair and whips him into the corner. Jericho smashes into Primetime and Thunder who are battling it out in that corner. Jericho stumbles backward, then back forward into Primetime once again. Primetime, angry, pushes Jericho away and charges in for a clothesline. Jericho ducks it at the Primetime clotheslines Jay instead. Jay hits the mat hard and stays down. Thunder grabs Primetime by the hair from behind, still leaning against the corner, and tosses Primetime over the top rope to the outside. Thunder then boots a wobbly Jericho in the gut and sets up for the Shockwave. He executes it to perfection and rolls Jericho over onto his back. He hooks a leg for the pin. ...one ...two ...three. Jericho is eliminated. Thunder rolls Jericho out of the ring where officials help him to his feet and back up the ramp. Thunder stands and turns. He's met with a right hand from Jay Skillz. Jay whips Tommy into the ropes and levels him with a scissor kick.]] Mole: I get the feeling Jay didn't like Thunder taking his elimination. Heenan: You're damn right he didn't, Mole. That was one for the Strike and Thunder stole it! [[Outside the ring, Owen Hart is still hard at work on HBK. He snap suplexes HBK to the arena floor then gets back to his feet. He stomps the body of HBK before throwing the timekeeper out of his seat. Owen grabs the timekeeper's chair and folds it up. Owen raises the chair overhead and slams it down on HBK. Owen repeats this several times then puts HBK's leg through the partially folded chair. Owen climbs up onto the apron and jumps down onto the chair, crushing the chair around Shawn's knee. Shawn screams in pain and grabs his knee. This only encourages Hart. He pulls the chair off and jabs it down onto HBK's knee several times. HBK is now in extreme pain. Owen grabs Shawn's legs and steps through for the Sharpshooter. The fans get on their feet and boo heavily. Owen only smiles and wraps Shawn's legs up and turns the move over. He pulls back and, without even using full strength, Shawn begins to tap profusely.]] Heenan: Two down, five to go. C'mon, Owen! JR: He fought valiantly, but three matches in one night was just too much for the Heart Break Kid. [[Officials jog down to ringside and help HBK back to the locker room as well. On the outside, after a nice, long rest, Primetime grabs Y2B from behind and restrains her. With her arms held back, Bazooka capitalizes and lands a punch. Y2B hits the floor seemingly out cold. Bazooka bends down to pull her back to her feet. He pays Primetime no mind thinking he's there to help. He's not, though. When Bazooka bends down, Primetime quickly grabs his head and plants him with a DDT. Primetime rolls Bazooka over and covers him for the win. ...one ...two ...Bazooka gets a shoulder up at the last second. Primetime slaps the arena floor out of frustration. Primetime nails Bazooka a few times with right hands then lays back across his chest for another pin. ...one ...two ...Bazooka barely escapes. Y2B has since recovered and now drops a leg across the neck of Bazooka. Primetime covers Bazooka once more but now Sarah sits on Primetime's back making it virtually impossible for Bazooka to kick out. ...one ...two ...Thunder suicide dives over the top rope and lands on the three breaking up the pin.]] Heenan: What the hell is he doing? Don't break up a pin, Thunder. It will put you one step closer to a win! What a moron! JR: I think that was a sort of favor after the two developed so much respect for each other. [[Ringside looks like ground zero of a terrible car accident with all four competitors strewn about. Jay hops up to the top rope and waits for Thunder to get to his feet. When he does he leaps off and hits a double ax handle smash to the forehead of Tommy. Thunder stumbles backward into the announce table where Jay then clotheslines him over. Thunder lands in the lap of our announce crew. Brain, JR, and Mole do their best to lift the 260 pounder off. They manage to prop him up, but he wobbles for a moment then falls flat on his face. Jay stomps the back of Thunder's head a few times. He rips away some of the arena padding and pulls it back. He goes to get Thunder but is met with a rake to the eyes. Jay backs up and trips over a few of the fallen bodies. Tommy steps over Primetime who gets back to his feet once he's gone by. Primetime grabs Tommy's shoulder and spins him around. He grabs him around the waist and executes an atomic drop. Before he can recover, PT whips him toward Jay. Jay levels him with a hard clothesline then goes for the win. ...one ...two ...Thunder kicks out.]] JR: Thunder is taking a BEATING but he keeps going. You've gotta respect that. Mole: I have just one question... where's Owen? [[One camera walks around to the other side of the ring. We see Owen Hart ducked down below the apron catching a breather while the five others battle it out. Back where the action is happening, Primetime and Sarah are attempting to suplex Bazooka onto the bare arena floor. They get him up and over and he comes crashing down on the cold, hard cement. Sarah goes for the win while Primetime holds his shoulders down for added weight. ...one ...two ...three. Bazooka is eliminated. Sarah and Primetime decide to continue working together, this time on Thunder. Sarah goes after Primetime first but is tossed aside. Thunder looks to Primetime but Sarah hits Tommy with a chop block from behind. Thunder goes down holding his knee. Sarah clubs him over the back with a forearm. Jay grabs Primetime from behind in a waist lock. He attempts a German suplex onto the concrete and pulls it off beautifully. He bridges for the pin. ...one ...two ...three.]] Mole: There goes Primetime AND Bazooka. JR: We're down to four! [[Sarah stomps away on Thunder but keeps a watchful eye on Jay, not knowing which way he's going to go. Jay approaches so Sarah backs away slowly. She watches to see what he'll do then approaches when Jay lays the boots to Thunder. They pick him up and whip him into the barricade. Thunder flips over the railing into the first row of the crowd. Security backs the fans away to keep them out of harms way. Sarah hops up onto the railing but Jay grabs her from behind. He lifts her into a scoop slam position then drops her to the padded portion of the floor with a Snow Plow/Michinoku Driver. He hooks a leg for the pin. ...one ...two ...three. Y2B is gone. Jay stands but has a steel chair WRAPPED around his head from behind by Owen. Jay hits the floor out cold. Owen jabs the steel chair into Jay's lower back. He picks Jay up and spins him around. Owen sets up for a reverse DDT but just holds the move and falls onto his ass. He wraps his legs around Jay's waist and locks on one of his finishing moves. The ref checks Jay. He picks his wrist up and drops it. It falls, limp. He picks it up again and drops it once more. Falls again. Owen watches with wide eyes as the ref picks Jay's wrist up a third time. He drops it and for the final time, he falls limp. The ref motions for the elimination. Owen breaks the hold and throws his fists into the air.]] Owen: [[Barely audible]] I did it! I'm the king! I'm the king! Mole: Someone should tell him Thunder hasn't been eliminated. JR: Kind of hard to keep track of the action when you're cowering on the other side of the ring. Lets let him figure it out on his own. [[Heenan stands up but JR puts his hand over Bobby's mouth to keep him quiet. Owen, tired, backs into the barricade and throws his fists into the air once again. Slowly, Thunder raises up right behind him, still in the crowd, with a scowl on his face. The fans erupt. Owen, thinking it's for him, just smiles bigger. Thunder wraps the camera cable around the throat of Owen and begins choking the life out of him. Owen, eyes bulging out of his head, stumbles around trying to figure out what's going on. Tommy tightens the cord more and more until Owen throws an elbow. Tommy ducks it and begins to grin. Owen's losing steam quick and beginning to get a little wobbly. Thunder pulls Owen over the barricade and into the crowd with the cord. He finally releases the strangle hold but nails Owen with right hand after right hand. Owen stumbles backward right into the laps of two old women. He rolls out of their laps and hits the arena floor. Thunder lays the boots to him as security backs the fans up even further. Thunder scoops Owen up and slams him a row further back into the crowd onto empty seats. The chairs collapse under Owen's weight. Thunder grabs a chair and jabs it into Owen's stomach. Owen rolls onto his side gasping for air.]] Mole: This one's getting out of control! Heenan: That was an illegal maneuver! Thunder should be disqualified! JR: Do you not know the meaning of "no holds barred," Brain? [[Thunder picks Owen up but Owen sneaks in a low blow. Tommy doubles over in pain. Owen takes off deeper into the crowd. He occasionally turns back and throws a chair at Tommy who's slowly chasing after him. Owen jumps the last row of chairs and enters a tunnel leading to the backstage area. He ducks behind a popcorn machine/cart and waits for Thunder. When Thunder passes, Owen nails him in the back of the head with a forearm. He spins Tommy around and whips him into the popcorn cart. Thunder's head crashes through the glass and sends popcorn and glass shards everywhere. Owen goes to grab him from behind again but Thunder catches him with an elbow. Owen stumbles backward into the wall. Thunder runs at him and hits him with a high knee. Owen falls to the floor and Thunder goes for the win ...one ...two ...Owen kicks out. Thunder picks Owen up by the hair and whips him into the opposite brick wall. Owen crashes into it and stumbles back. Tommy boots him in the stomach and sets up for the Shockwave. Owen blocks the move by dropping to a knee. Thunder underhooks Owen's arms and tries to pull him back up to his feet, but Owen fights it. He keeps on a knee. Finally, Owen stands again, but under his own free will. As he stands, he gets underneath Thunder and lifts him into the air. Owen drops him backward with a backdrop. He then drops down and goes for the win. ...one ...two ...Thunder gets a shoulder up.]] JR: My God, what a match! Mole: Knowing these two, this could go on all night! [[Owen gets up and stumbles his way further back into the arena. Thunder slowly gets back to his feet and follows. Owen turns back to see Thunder still pursuing him. He grabs a table and pulls it out using it to block Thunder. To slow him down. He then grabs a folding chair and throws it at Tommy. Tommy blocks it with a forearm and shoves the table out of the way. Owen turns back and goes deeper into the arena. Thunder looks to have finally caught Owen, but at the last minute, Owen pulls a woman between the two. He shoves the woman into Thunder and continues slowly running/limping away. Owen climbs a small flight of stairs then stumbles out through a curtain. He looks up and sees he has found his way back onto the stage in the arena. The house lights raise around the stage just in time to see Thunder spill through the curtain as well. Owen looks around for something to hit Tommy with and only finds the King of the Main Event trophy set up on the table. He positions himself behind the table and waits as Thunder approaches. When he gets near enough, Owen picks the trophy up and crushes it over Thunder's head. The trophy breaks apart into dozens of pieces.]] JR: No! Oh no! Heenan: What shoddy craftsmanship. [[Thunder shakes the shot off but is reasonably shaken. Owen scoops Thunder up and slams him down onto the steel stage. Thunder rolls onto his side with a hand on his back. Owen, drained of all energy, stomps him a few times. He grabs Thunder's legs and steps through for the Sharpshooter. The crowd boos loudly. Owen wraps Thunder's legs up and tries to turn the move over but can't. Owen keeps trying and trying, but it's no use. He lets go and grabs Thunder by the hair. He smashes the back of Thunder's head into the stage numerous times. He grabs Thunder's legs and tries again. He steps through and tries once more. But it's still no use. Owen, pissed as ever, lets go of the hold again before it's turned over and locked on. Owen picks Thunder up and lays him onto the table where the trophy once rested. Owen climbs up after him and sets up for a powerbomb. Owen lifts Thunder up into a sit-down piledriver position but doesn't get him all the way. Thunder kicks his legs wildly. Owen drops him back down to the table and tries again. Still, he's too tired to get Thunder up for the move. Thunder reverses it and backdrops Owen through the table. They crash through and lay on the stage motionless. A nearby ref can only look on.]] JR: He can't count them down, folks. There MUST be a winner! [[Finally, there's movement. Thunder crawls out of the wreckage and lays across Owen's chest. ...one ...two ...Owen gets a shoulder up. Thunder pulls Owen to his feet and looks around for something to do with him. He hammers away on Owen to keep him out on his feet for a while longer then slowly staggers over the edge of the stage. He peeks down and sees several tables set up below after a drop of about ten feet. Thunder nods and goes back to Owen. He hits him with a few more rights before walking Owen to the edge of the stage. He scoops Owen up but Owen wriggles out of his grasp. He shoves Thunder in the back. Thunder is sent to the edge of the stage. With his toes on the edge, leaning over, arms flailing around in circle motions, Thunder barely keeps from tumbling over the edge.]] Heenan: I thought he was going to fly away there for a minute. [[Thunder turns around but is met with a boot in his gut from Owen. His quick reaction blocks the move, though. Thunder holds Owen's foot and Owen looks to be in trouble. Owen leaps, though, and lands a beautiful kick to the back of Thunder head for the enziguri. Thunder spins around facing the edge of the stage with his eyes rolled back in his head. He slowly tumbles down off the stage, does a partial front flip, and crashes through the tables below. The crowd gasps. Owen stands on the edge of the stage and looks down at Tommy laying lifelessly in the rubble below. Owen then looks out over the crowd. He slowly removes his elbow pad. The boos begin to rain down. Owen tosses the elbow pad into the audience and looks around one last time. He leaps and gets another good two feet of height on the drop before planting his elbow in the center of Thunder's chest. He covers. The ref drops off the edge of the stage and counts. ...one ...two ...three.]] Winner: Owen Hart Heenan: Oh my god, he did it! He did it! Owen's the king!
[["Enough is Enough" hits in
the arena. The fans boo as loudly as they can. Owen is helped back up onto
the stage by several officials. Vinny, Eddie, and even Jay Skillz come out
to congratulate Owen. Shortly after that, all the competitors from the
night walk out to congratulate Owen. Sarah, Bazooka, Shawn Michaels,
Primetime Sanders, Jay, Vinny, Eddie, Jarrod, Venom, Terra, Jericho,
Artie, Blood Hawk, and Thunder (after being helped up the ramp) all mill
around on the stage now. Some shaking hands, some hugging. Some even get a
little teary-eyed. The tone in the arena changes drastically. The fans are
all on their feet now applauding and cheering for their superstars. Some
of the competitors pump their fists and raise their hands gladly accepting
the applause. Mason and Mathews eventually join the crew on the stage for
what could possibly be their final curtain call. The scene slowly fades
with Madison Square Garden quaking from the thunderous ovation. The IWA
logo appears on the screen with some copyright information, then
nothing...]] |
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