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Voice: The titles have returned. We see all four SWA championship belts. Voice: The contenders have been chosen. We see Wreck and Rage, Riz, and Tsuyoshi Dai. Voice: The time has come. The card for the show is shown in fancy lettering. Fight Like This by Decyfer Down begins to play. Voice: Three titles will be on the line. Three chances for the climate in the SWA to change. But will it be for the better? We see clips of the promos done by the current champions and challengers. Voice: Will the SWA find itself on the rise yet again, or will we only discover that we are losing… A pause, during which the screen shows a still shot of the titles again. Voice: Altitude. The music picks up, and we cut to the arena, where pyros are exploding and the crowd is screaming. Madly they wave their signs into the air, looking for their chance to appear on TV. We pan over them for a while, then move to Bob and Jerry in the commentary position. Jerry: Welcome to SWA Altitude, live from the SWA arena in Columbus, Ohio! I’m Jerry Sheppard, and I’m beginning to hate SWA management! Bob: What? What kind of way to start off the show is that? Jerry: The right kind. Did you see how late Jerry’s Jive was posted? I’ve tried to keep quiet about this during shows, but I’m really being screwed around here, and I’m gonna get back at them by mentioning it at their pay per view. Ha ha ha. Bob: Wow. Well ya did it. You wasted a little time. Can we talk about the show now? Jerry: Sure. Great show, folks. As the little man said, we have three titles on the line tonight, and all in big matchups. Bob: Quite true. In fact, most of the matches of the night are big. Let’s not forget the STC debut, not to mention the match between B Cool and Crystal. Jerry: Yep. It’s looking pretty good right now. Bob: And speaking of the STC debut, it’s time… Jerry: To be interrupted, apparently. Look.
The arena is dark as
the large screen above the stage flickers to life. A familiar face
smirks out over the crowd which lets out a collective boo, it seems that
these people are not afraid to voice their opinions about the former SWA
CEO Reynolds. The camera pulls back to show Reynolds standing in what
looks like a bright white room, dressed in his black suit with thin red
pinstripes. He holds a long black cane, the tip made of silver as well
as the grip at the top. He continues to smirk as he addresses the crowd
as well as the roster in the back and those watching at home. Bob: Wow, I don’t think anyone saw that coming! Jerry: Reynolds is back and he’s brought some new talent with him. I am willing to bet Bob’s wig that there aren’t many people in the back happy about this! Bob: No they most certainly aren’t. But right now we have a STC debut right here for our viewing pleasure! Let’s see what some of these up and comers have to offer! ( The Miller Brothers & Andy Madrox vs. Tobais Cutshaw, Damien Stivers & Christian McClane ) Tim Marshal: The following is a six man tag, and is the STC debut match! Introducing first, at a combined weight of four hundred and three pounds, The Miller Brothers!
Take you down by Egypt
Central begins to play. The Skytron is divided in a black and a white
screen. Letters from over them with over the black and black over the
white. Bob: The Miller Brothers, they seem like a fairly shaky tag team here, even if they are related. Jerry: Related? They could practically be twins, look at these two Mooks! Bob: Mooks? Jerry: That’s what I said, Bob, clean out your ears, I don’t want to have to be repeating myself all night long. Tim Marshal: And their tag partner, from Boston, Massachusetts, Andy Madrox! Andy Madrox comes out with a smile on his face points to a fan and walks over and shakes there hand. Then he makes his way to the ring jumps up onto the ring apron then jumps over the top rope and joins the discussion going on between the Miller Brothers. Bob: Andy Madrox, not much is really known about him so far but he seems ready to get down to business here tonight. Jerry: We’ll see if he has what it takes to pull out the win. Tim Marshal: And their opponent, from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada, The Immoral Bard himself, Tobais Cutshaw! The arena stays brightly lit. A video on the 'tron plays a short video of a torso playing a guitar. It slowly fades out and shows a him walking forwards as a flock of ravens take flight behind him. The crowd begin to stomp and clap to the music. He comes out onto the ramp. His guitar slung onto his back. Bottle of open beer in one hand, lit cigarette in the other. He takes a final puff off his smoke and flicks it ahead of him a bit. He takes a swig of his beer and stomps out the smoke as he walks to the ring. Keeping his focus on the ring. Without looking he hands his beer off to the side. He reaches the end of the ramp and places his guitar against the apron and stairs. He walks up the stairs and steps into the ring. Unbuttons his shirt and drops it down off the ring. He slowly paces back and forth between the two corners keeping an eye on his opponents. Bob: Now here’s an old timer, a tough man to beat for sure. Jerry: I think Tobais Cutshaw may be the wild card needed for his team. Tim Marshal: And his partner, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Carine Stivers, Damien Stivers! After the first verse, Damien and Carine appear on the top of the slope and make their way with the ring without paying attention to which that is. When Damien enters on the ring, he is put at the medium and draws aside the arms to show that he is at his place before then lowering them by a blow fireworks burst with the four corners. Bob: Now I don’t know if many people know this or not but that lovely lady there at ring side happens to be none other than Damien’s wife. Jerry: Ah the old ball and chain, she looks like a nagger. Bob: That’s not a very nice thing to say, Jerry. Jerry: Just going with my gut, Bob. Tim Marshal: And finally, the last tag team partner, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred and seventy seven pounds, Christian McClane! The arena goes dark and Tom Sawyer starts playing, a spotlight searches through the stands and spots Christian somewhere in the stands. It shines on him as he makes his way down with a focused look on his face, and into the ringside area. He enters the ring on the steps closest to the announce table, and sets his jacket down in the corner before waiting for his opponents as the lights come back on. Bob: And finally Christian McClane, a nice way to round out this team, that’s for sure. Jerry: I don’t know, Bob, he seems like a push over to me. Bob: You want to get in there and say that to his face? Jerry: But I’ve already got the cushion in this chair molded perfectly. Bob: That’s a disturbing thought there, Jerry, lets get this match underway. The bell rings and Christian and Andy are starting things off. They circle each other in the ring, sizing one another up before Andy goes to get things off with a bang, aiming a super kick at Christian’s chin. Christian manages to easily move out of the way, bringing Andy down with a hard clothesline. Andy hit’s the mat and Christian is immediately on the attack, slamming his boot down on the side of Andy’s head. The ref finally pushes Christian off, Andy slowly getting to one knee, shaking his head and trying to clear it. Bob: Christian is off to a strong start out there against Andy. Jerry: Oh it’s early in the match, Bob, let’s just see what happens. He’s back on his feet, moving over to Christian and grabbing his arm, whipping him hard into the corner. Christian arches his back in pain, suddenly slammed into the corner as Andy gives him a hard backhand chop. The crowd WoOOoos with each hard chop Andy sends against Christian before grabbing him again, this time whipping him against the ropes. Christian comes off the far side, exploding with a flying clothesline and slamming Andy back down onto the mat. Bob: Oh! That was a huge move there by Christian, if he can follow up here it may be over already! Jerry: These kids are still starting out, Bob, I don’t think it’s quite in the bag yet. Andy shoves Christian up off of him, getting to his feet and pulling Christian up with him. He spins Christian around, hitting a picture perfect back to belly piledriver. Christian is sprawled out on the mat in pain, trying to catch his breath as Andy sits up, looking over at the turnbuckle. He pulls himself up to his feet, moving over to the corner and raising an arm in the air before slowly climbing up to the top rope. Bob: And Christian is still on a roll, looks like he’s heading up there for something big. Jerry: These top rope moves are a risky business, Bob. Could pay off big if he hits this here, if not, well… at least it’ll make some good television. He steadies himself, looking down at Christian before springing off, looking to end it with a Big Splash. At the last second Christian manages to dig deep enough to move out of the way, Andy landing hard on the mat and curling up in pain. Both men are down and in need of a tag. Bob: Oh! And he falls short! They both need a tag here, it’s anyone’s game. Jerry: What did I tell you Bob? What did I tell you! Bob: Yeah, yeah Jerry calm down, we all heard you. Both Millers are hanging over the top rope, shouting at Andy to move his ass, both of them eager to get into the ring. Christian slowly pulls himself towards his corner, looking up and reaching out for the tag. Now Andy is on the move as well, heading towards the screaming Millers. It’s a race between the two, Christian so close his fingers just out of reach. He digs down and launches himself forward, tagging in Damien. Bob: And Damien with the tag in. Jerry: He’s got to stop him! Damien jumps into the ring, grabbing Andy’s foot before he can make it back to his corner, trying to pull him back from making the tag. Andy grits his teeth, turning towards Damien and jumping up, spinning and landing a kick to the side of his head. Damien releases him as he staggers back and Andy is quick to make the tag, bringing in Markus Miller. Markus gets into the ring, Damien looking up in time to see him coming, holding up his hands and backing away to the left as Markus circles to the right. He seems to be trying to explain things to Markus as he turns his back to the other team’s corner, a big mistake as Roger has climbed the ropes, coming down with a hard axe handle on Damien’s shoulder. Bob: Oh! What a despicable move by those Miller Brothers! Jerry: That’s how matches are won here in the SWA, Bob! Damien is sent to the mat and the ref gets right into Roger’s face, screaming and yelling at him about the rules and telling him to get the hell out of the ring. With the devastating move and distraction, Markus moves in, grabbing Damien and hitting a DDT. He rolls Damien over, going for the pin, the ref jumping into position. 1... 2... Bob: Near pin and a kick out, Damien is managing to hold on. Jerry: He needs to get out of there if he knows what’s good for him. Damien manages to kick out, much to the disbelief of Markus who sits up on his knees, looking around for a moment. Damien is already stirring, reaching out towards his corner but instead Markus stands, dragging Damien up with him. He grabs his arm, giving him a slap on the shoulder before sending him hard against the ropes. As Damien hits Markus drops down, looking for the back body drop but Damien counters nicely with a knee to his face. Markus staggers backwards, holding his chin in shock and pain. Bob: A desperation move by Damien, he needs to capitalize here or risk loosing it all for his team. Jerry: It looks like he might have a little left in that gas tank, Bob. They both stagger a bit on their feet, Damien digging down and hitting a standing dropkick, sending Markus down hard to the mat. Markus grunts as he hits, already starting to get up as Damien grabs him, picking him up and slamming him right back down again with a shattering power bomb. Markus is laid out as Damien slowly gets to his feet, motioning to the crowd to get them pumped up and they respond well. He looks over ringside to see Carine cheering him on, giving him two thumbs up and telling him to take it up the ropes. Damien smirks, grabbing Markus and dragging him over into the corner. He moves slow, taking his time as he drags him up the ropes, setting up for the Tornado of the Reality. He motions to the crowd once more before going to hook Markus’ arms but Markus suddenly springs up, tossing Damien over his shoulder and smashing down onto the mat hard on his back. Bob: And another finisher gone bad, I wonder if we’ll even see one in this match. Jerry: Well we can hope so, Bob, so far we’ve seen how bad each of these men want the win here tonight, now it’s just a matter of time. Markus wavers on the top rope a minute before climbing back down, taking a few deep breaths as he gathers himself. Roger is in the corner, hand out and eager for the tag but Markus shakes him off, wanting to finish it off once and for all. He moves over to the fallen Damien, smirking down at him before lifting him up off the mat and onto his shoulders, ready to execute his Chaos Theory finisher. He holds Damien up on his shoulders, parading him around the ring and towards the other corner, gloating to Christian and Tobais. Bob: Here we go! The Chaos Theory! Jerry: This is it right here, Bob! The end is upon us! He turns his back to them and lifts Damien up high with a loud war cry before bringing him down hard onto the mat. The crowd is cheering wildly and Markus smirks, dropping down and hooking the leg for the pin. The Ref waves his arms in front of him, trying to tell him that Damien isn’t the legal man. Markus looks up at him confused, slapping his hand on the mat, telling him to count the pin but the Ref refuses. Markus sits up, catching his breath as he shakes his head, slowly turning to see Tobais standing in the ring behind him. Bob: It was almost in the bag for Markus, but he didn’t realize that Tobais managed to tag himself in while he was hoisting Damien up! Jerry: And that is why gloating never gets you anywhere, Bob! Especially in the ring. Tobais grins down at Markus, Andy suddenly charging over from the other side of the ring. Tobais easily ducks down, tossing Andy over his shoulder and to the outside. Roger is right into the ring as well, pulling his brother to his feet as they both look over at Tobais, scowling. They lock arms, running at him and looking for the clothesline but Tobais ducks below them, turning and hitting them with a double clothes line as they came back off the ropes. Both brothers are down on the mat, Tobais picking Roger up and shoving him hard to the out side before turning back to Markus. Bob: Oh dear god, bodies are flying everywhere now, Tobais is on a war path and it doesn’t seem like anyone can stop him! Jerry: He’s the only fresh man left in that ring, he could have what it takes. He grabs Markus, dragging him up and hitting his finisher Bar Fight, quickly going for the pin. The ref drops down for the count. Bob: What a nasty finisher that is! Jerry: And here comes the pin! 1... 2... 3... Tim Marshal: Here are your winners, Tobais Cutshaw, Damien Stivers and Christian McClain! Bob: What a great way to promote the brand new STC! I can guarantee that these competitors have definitely got people interested in seeing more of what the STC has to offer! Jerry: I wouldn’t be surprised at all if we see them heading up here to the SWA in no time at all! Bob: And given the fact that you hate new talent, I’m amazed you say so. Jerry: Ya know what? Let’s just move onto the next match. Bob: Uh-huh. Jerry: What? We are on a schedule here. All members of both teams have already disappeared into the back, Christian McClain quickly separating from his teammates though they were the winning team. Bob: I guess you’re right about that. Jerry: That’s right I’m right. Bob: Alright lady’s and gentlemen, this is our second match of the night. A battle of the giants Deacon versus Joseph Light! Jerry: This is going to be a snooze fest, these two giants have no idea how to do an entertaining match. So let’s go down to ring side so I can be proven right. Tim Marshal: The following match up is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Pasadena Texas, he is Deacon! "You Better Pray" by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus hits the speakers, as the lights begin to strobe gold. Deacon comes out to the top of the ramp. He then proceeds to the ring, high fiving fans along the way, and enters the ring over the top rope. Jerry: Deacon here has had a very lackluster return. This is the second time he has come back and he's lost every match since. That's not very impressive at all. Bob: He might be able to turn this losing streak around tonight. Jerry: Doubt it. As the chorus to the song hits, Deacon raises his hand again as before, to an even bigger pop from the crowd. He then turns around faces the ring entrance and waits for Joseph Light. Tim Marshal and his opponent from Brooklyn New York he is Joseph light! Bob: I like Joseph’s chances in this match. Jerry: So do I Bob. Especially since Deacon has been the loser a lot lately! Lights dim down as several Deep Purple Explosions rock the arena, The opening notes to My Girlfriends Girlfriend filter out as Joseph Light stalks into the arena he walks down the entrance enters the ring and him and Deacon have a stare down. The bell rings and both men circle each other. Deacon goes to grab Joseph but he side steps him and gets behind Deacon and elbows him right on the back of the head. Deacon turns around and hits Joseph with a hard right hand to the head. Joseph staggers back and Deacon grabs him and lifts him up for a powerbomb but Joseph punches him three times in the head whilst in mid air and Deacon falls back with Joseph on top of him. Bob: Joseph using his in ring knowledge there to get out of a bad situation. Deacon has almost one hundred pounds on him and over four inches of height. Jerry: That doesn’t matter Bob. Like they say, the bigger they are, the harder they fall. Just like right there. Joseph hits Deacon with a left and gets off him, waiting for him to stand. Deacon stands as Joseph charges with a clothesline and Deacon side steps. Deacon turns around and Joseph is running right towards him. He grabs him, lifting him up for a spine buster but Joseph reverses into a DDT. Bob: Every time Deacon goes for a move here, Joseph is right on top of him and makes sure he can’t get any offense in. Jerry: That’s a smart move there. Don’t let the big man get a second to get at you. Both men stand up and they begin exchanging lefts and rights. Joseph staggers back a little, But he goes forward and head butts Deacon right in the jaw. Deacon grabs his jaw as he stumbles back. Joseph doesn’t waist a second and spears the big man down to the ground. Bob: What a spear there, the big man Deacon is down! Jerry: Nothing I haven’t seen before. Bob: Got to give him credit Jerry. Jerry: No I don’t. Joseph gets to his feet as Deacon does like wise. Joseph hits an elbow smash right to the head of Deacon. Deacon looks like he has no idea where he is and Joseph takes the chance and grabs Deacon and hits the Breaking the Light. Jerry: Going in for the kill right there, this one is over thank god. Bob: Yea no way Deacon is getting up, wish this went on longer. Joseph with the pin. One Two Three. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner, Joseph Light!!! Bob: Another loss for Deacon, this can’t be good for his morale. Jerry: Who cares about Deacon, that was a good win for Joseph right there. Deacon exits the ring and heads up the entrance ramp, grabbing the front of his face. Joseph raises his arms once more and walks out of the ring. All of a sudden a person jumps the security barrier and begins to hit Joseph light. Bob: Is that who I think it is? Jerry: I believe so, its Odessa Perry. But why is she attacking Joseph light? Bob: I’m not sure but here comes security. Joseph Light pushes Odessa back trying to hold off her attack. Security comes rushing over and grabs her, dragging her to the back. Joseph follows the security a few seconds after almost as if that never happened. Jerry: That was weird Bob. Bob: Yea it was, that could not have been unprovoked.
The arena suddenly
goes completely black as the crowd lets out a customary scream for when
darkness falls over them. Out of nowhere, the large video screen lights
up, but there's nothing but static for a few seconds before an old
school movie type countdown starts spinning on the screen over a grainy
green background. Bob: Maybe so Jerry, but we will see in the fullness of time I suppose. Jerry: Sure. However, something that won’t take us nearly as long to see is our next match. Bob: Up next, we have two veterans going at it, looking to build some momentum for themselves and prove their superiority after a heated war of words. Jerry: That’s right. James Lightening takes on Ace. Ace hasn’t made much of a splash since his, uh, return, and really, uh, neither has James. Bob: I don’t know about James. James has shown us the old James Lightening, at least a little bit. Jerry: Point made. Tim? Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! The lights go out, we hear a roar of thunder as the guitar kicks to the intro of Hero by Pop Evil. The screen shows a blood red waist land red sand blows over the ruins of a once great city as the storm clouds roll over head, the broken remnants of skyscrapers start to fade in to the back ground as a faded image of two red eye’s as the guitar and drums play for the first 23 seconds. Tim Marshal: From New York City, New York Standing at 6’3 weighing in at 244 pounds this is “THE TRUE STAR JAAAMMMEEESSSS LIGHTENNNNIIINNNGGGG” Bob: Lightening coming off a big win versus Dusty Malone, looking to put together a win streak here. Jerry: We'll just have to wait and see, that is a very strong effort he's coming off of though. Suddenly Leigh Kakaty wails and red lightning strikes down sending the screen blood red. A blue electrical Star flashes up on the screen and a huge wall of red pyros explode from the front of the stage. James Lightening steps forwards his head is hung, he rolls his shoulder, looking to either side acknowledging the fans before charging to the ring The words "Get Over It" are heard over the loudspeakers, then the beginning riffs of A Little Bit More are heard and the words appear on the Skytron, disappearing to reveal Ace's face surrounding by two spades which spin around him. Tim Marshal: Introducing his opponent, weighing in at 235 pounds, this is ACE!!! After a few moments the face and spades fade away to black and then Ace steps out, staring out at the ring. There's a mixed amount of cheers and jeers from the crowd, but he doesn't even turn to look at them. Merely taking a moment to point to the shirt he's wearing before continuing on with an unhurried stride to the ring. Bob: Ace making his return here to SWA. Jerry: Oh joy. Bob: I don't like him either, but he's a strong re-addition to the roster. The bell rings and the two men lock up. James grabs an arm wringer and takes Ace down into an armbar, Ace elbows his way free and goes to irish whip James off the ropes but James reverses with one of his own and hit a flying back elbow on the rebound. He waits for Ace to make his way back up and scoop slams him, then goes for a second rope moonsault but Ace gets his knees up at the last second causing James to writhe around holding his midsection. Jerry: A desperation counter there by Ace. Bob: I'm not so sure it was desperate, rather than smart. You've got to give the devil his due, he found a way to slow down that fast start by James. Ace gets up and delivers a couple of hard stomps to the stomach of James, then lifts him up and delivers a gutbuster. He goes for a quick pin, and the referee counts. One ... Two ... He holds two fingers up as James delivers a powerful kick out at 2. Jerry: Did he really think he was going to get the pin there? He doesn't seem to be as smart as he thinks he is. Bob: No, but going for early covers can be a good strategy to wear your opponent down and make them expend energy by kicking out. Ace drags James back and looks to lift him for a vertical suplex, but James blocks it and fights free with a big haymaker that sends Ace stumbling back. James goes for a belly to belly suplex, but Ace rakes his eyes before he can deliver it, ignoring the admonishment he's receiving from the ref. He then lifts James up in a vertical suplex position and tosses him forward like a gourdbuster so he lands stomach first, draped across the top rope. Ace then delivers a running knee lift sending the prone James crashing to the floor. Bob: Not a good situation for the True Star right now. Jerry: No, as much as I hate to admit it, Ace has been executing a perfect game plan so far. The referee begins to count as James tries to regain his bearings out on the floor. One ... Two ... Three ... Four ... Groggily James drags himself back into the ring, and Ace delivers a hard kick to the ribs before he can get up. He continues to attack, stomping away at James viciously before the ref pulls him away and yells at him. Ace shoves him out of the way and continues on the attack, but James delivers a pair of elbows to the sternum to create room so he can make his way back to his feet. As he does, he delivers a DDT to Ace then collapses back down grabbing at his injured torso. Bob: That could be what James needed in order to get back in this match. Jerry: The question is if he can capitalize though, he's taken a lot of punishment to the body. James uses the ropes to pull himself up, the crowd cheering and willing him on. He climbs up to the top rope gingerly and delivers a missile dropkick as Ace gets back up. He crawls to the cover, draping an arm across the chest and the referee counts. One ... Two ... Ace gets a shoulder up at two, as James has a pained look on his face. Bob: James not being able to hook the legs properly there may have cost him on that nearfall. Jerry: He can't dwell on that though, he needs to keep attacking. As the two men climb up, James delivers a kick to the gut then a dragon suplex, wincing a bit after delivering the big throw. He drags Ace back to his feet and irish whips him into the corner, charging after him and delivering a leaping corner clothesline. Bob: That's a smart move by the True Star, a real veteran move. He normally would deliver the stinger splash there, but realized it would likely do as much damage to his injured torso as it did to Ace. A dazed Ace stumbles forward, and walks right into a picture perfect enziguiri by James. He covers, hooking one leg this time and the ref counts. One ... Two ... Th .... Ace barely gets a shoulder up at two and a half! Jerry: Wow, that was close! Bob: James seems to be in the drivers seat right about now, Ace could be in trouble. James goes to drag Ace, who seems to look like he doesn't want any more,back up but he was playing possum and catches James with a drop toe hold sending him face first into the middle turnbuckle. He lifts a stunned James up in a tombstone position looking for the Ace Of Spades, but James kicks his way free and lands on his feet. He goes behind looking for a german suplex, but Ace spins out boots him in the gut and delivers the Lights Out! Bob: The Lights Out DDT, this should be it! Ace lands in a seated position, rolling James into a cover easily. The ref scrambles over to count. One ... Two ...
Three .. Jerry: How did he survive that? Bob: It's that veteran ring presence Jerry, knowing where you are in the ring at all times just out of instinct. As Ace regroups and goes to lift him up, out of nowhere James connects with a superkick, collapsing as he hits it. He wills himself back up, the crowd rallying behind him at a fever pitch. They're ready to explode as he picks Ace up on his shoulders in a torture rack position for the Retribution Road. Ace though frees himself with a clubbing shot to the injured midsection of James and wiggles free. He quickly goes for a schoolboy rollup on the stunned James, holding a handful of his shorts as the ref counts. One ... Two ... Three! The ref signals for the bell as the crowd boos. The ref raises Ace's hand, then he quickly rolls out of the ring and appears to mouth the words "get over it" to James who's trying to explain that he had the tights. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner, Ace! Jerry: Ace just stole the match there! Bob: That he did, but it was a great match nonetheless. Both he and James Lightening should be proud of their efforts. Jerry: He just lost to ACE, what's there for James to be proud of? Ace hurries away, James following soon after, looking angry. Bob: Why don't we just move on to our next match of the evening? Jerry: You know, you’re awfully non-confrontational today. Ah well, I guess we can move on. Bob: Good. Now tell the viewers something about this match. Jerry: Our first title defense of the night and it is the tag-team titles which are up for grabs. Bob: Wreck and Rage beat the clowns to get this title shot so they are now looking to do what they were so close to doing last time and beating the XIP. Jerry: Yep the first test since winning the gold for the XIP as well. So there is much riding on this match. With that in mind lets go down to ring side and Tim Marshal. ( Xtreme Impact Playerz vs. Wreck and Rage – SWA Tag-team title match ) Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SWA Tag-team titles! The lights dim down as "Sabatoge" begins playing. As the guitars and drums start playing the intro to the song, the letters X I P appear on the screen. As the first words are sung, Izzy and Simon are seen on the Skytron. They make their way from the back as they hold up their arms, making an X symbol, wearing XIP shirts. Tim Marshal: On the way to the ring, accompanied by Kristen Brown, at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety one pounds, here are the SWA Tag-team champions, Izzy Omega and Simon Kayne, The Xtreme Impact Playerz! Jerry: Well will the XIP be able to take this match seriously? Judging by their promos they certainly look determined to hold on to their belts and so they should. Bob: Yeah but Wreck and Rage were the closest to beating them in the match on Edge where they won the titles. They start walking down the ramp to the delight of the fans, slapping hands as they go down. They reach the ring and slide in. Both take their spots in the three corners and pose for the fans. The lights come back up. Izzy and Simon take off their shirts and go to their corner, still taking notice of the crowd, waving and goofing off a little, while Kristen shakes her head and smirks, exiting. Dead and still in pain," by World Under blood hits the PA as the words Wreck and Rage appear on the screen. Blood begins to drip down from the top of the Skytron filling in the two names as it goes, then on down to what appears to be a man screaming in agony clinging to the K and R of the two men's names. White and red strobe lights begin to flash on and off as the Skytron shows off an array of different matches from Wreck and Rage's Careers. Finally the two men step out to much cheering and they start their way down the ramp, both men stopping to sign a few Autographs. Tim Marshal: And introducing the challengers, at a combined weight of four hundred and five pounds, here are Wreck and Rage! Bob: Wreck and Rage earned this shot by beating the clowns as we talked about before so they really have to be hungry for the belts. Jerry: Yeah they want that glory that so many people talk about when they talk about Wreck and Rage. They want that new reign just to prove that they can still do it and so they can show that they still have what it takes. They finally reach the ring and eye up their opponent. Simon and Rage start out first as Izzy and Wreck go to the apron. They lock up in the middle of the ring and Rage delivers an elbow to the mid section of Simon. He follows this up by hooking the head and dropping down whilst maintaining the side headlock. Simon tries to struggle free but can’t manage it. Rage pulls Simon back to his feet and delivers a DDT. Both men get to their feet and they exchange a series of lefts and rights. Simon gets the better of it and whips Rage into the ropes. He catches it with a clothesline which takes Rage down. Simon goes over and Tags in Izzy. They exchange places as Rage gets to his feet. Bob: What a fast paced start to the match, I really think that both teams are feeling each other out. Jerry: The tag is made to Izzy Omega now let’s see if he can shift the momentum towards the XIP. Izzy Runs in and catches Rage with a high knee. He then follows it up with an elbow drop. It lands on the chest of Rage and Izzy takes the opportunity to go for a pin. One... Bob: Well perhaps a token pin more than anything else here. Two... Jerry: You never no Bob,. Kick out! Bob: You knew he was going to kick out didn’t you Jerry? Jerry: Of course I did bob. What fun would it be if I always agreed with you? Bob: You almost never agree with me Jerry. Jerry: Well if you were right more often then there wouldn’t be a problem would there Bob? Izzy whips Rage into the corner and follows him in. He sits Rage on the top turnbuckle and climbs onto the second rope. Izzy attempts to set Rage up for a suplex but Rage punches Izzy in the face. Rage then puts Izzy’s chin on his shoulder and pushes away from the ropes. This has the effect of dropping Izzy in a super jaw breaker. Bob: Oh my goodness that was a jawbreaker from the top turnbuckle. Izzy could really be unconscious here. Jerry: If he is not unconscious he is in a world of hurt and wishing that he was. Rage goes for the pin fall. One... Two... Simon runs in and breaks it up! Jerry: Intervention by Simon saves the XIP but he had no choice in the matter. Had he not this match would have been over. Bob: Yes Jerry I don’t think that anyone could have kicked out of that. Rage walks over and tags in Wreck who runs in and goes straight for the grounded XIP member. Wreck sits Izzy up and drives his knees into Izzy’s back several times. He then gets Izzy to his feet and delivers a snap suplex. Rage hops onto the second rope and jumps off looking to hit a senton splash. Bob: Springboard senton splash from Wreck. Jerry: But Izzy gets his knees up. Ouch right into the lower back. Izzy gets his knees up and Wreck goes lower back first into them. Izzy then rolls away trying to get his bearings so that he can make the tag. Bob: Izzy needs that tag and really quick. Jerry: Yeah but does he have enough left in him to make hat tag? He made the opening for him-self, now let’s see what he can do with it. Izzy manages to make the tag to Simon who charges in and makes a b line for Wreck. Simon hooks up Wreck and delivers a swinging neck breaker. He hooks the leg going for a pin. Jerry: Big move by Simon. This could be it. One... Two... Rage runs in and Breaks the count! Bob: Rage saves the team and this match continues. Izzy also runs in as now all four are in the ring exchanging blows. Bob: The ref has lost control of this one Jerry. Jerry: I am not even sure I remember who is legal. Izzy delivers a spinebuster to Rage as Simon clotheslines Wreck. Simon picks up Wreck but he is kicked in the gut. Rage arm drags Izzy and the ref asks Izzy and Rage to leave as they are not the legal men. Wreck delivers a forearm to the face of Simon which drops him to one knee. Wreck uses the opportunity to deliver a shining wizard. The move connects fully and Simon lands on the mat hard. Jerry: Shining wizard and now Wreck and rage are starting to take control of this match. Bob: This match has been amazing from the start, I am very interested to see what will happen next. Wreck tags in his brother and they switch places. Rage turns Simon onto his stomach and drives a knee hard onto his back. Rage then sits on Simon’s back, puts Simons arms around his knees and pulls back on his head by locking his fingers under his chin. Bob: Camel clutch by Rage, smart move. Jerry: It sure is, he can’t make the tag when he is half way across from his partner and in a submission hold. Bob: No and it is wearing Simon down as well, just to add another facet to the predicament. The expression on Simon’s face is that of pain as he tries to suck in oxygen. The crowd indicate how bipartisan they are with some cheering for Wreck and Rage and the others for XIP. Rage releases the hold and tags in his brother. Bob: What? He just let him go, why? Jerry: Bet you that Wreck will continue the same hold. Wreck in fact does continue the same hold, locking in that camel clutch and applying pressure to Simon’s neck and upper back. Bob: Oh ok say it Jerry, you know you want to. Jerry: Thank you Bob, I think I will. Told you so. Simon looks to be fading and fading rather quickly and Izzy spotting this has no choice other than to intervene. He runs in and delivers a stiff kick to Wrecks back. Wreck breaks the hold as the Ref tells Izzy to get back on to the apron. Wreck drags Simon to his feet, bends him down and bars Simons arm in front of his body. He underhooks the other arm whilst tucking Simon’s head under his arm and falls backwards in a single arm DDT. He then hooks the leg looking for a pin attempt. Bob: Strong move there by Wreck, I really think that this could be it. One... Two... Thre shoulder up! Jerry: Oh that was so close. Wreck tags in Rage who whips Simon into the ropes. As Simon comes off the ropes in desperation more than anything else he sticks out his arm and manages to catch Rage with a hard clothesline. This sends both men to the canvas. Simon as quick as he can crawls over and Tags in Izzy. Jerry: There is the tag to Izzy, and if Simon ever needed a tag, it was then. Bob: Yeah and the fresh man is in and ready to go. Rage is not quick enough to tag in Wreck and Izzy takes advantage by grabbing him and picking him up in a back breaker. He lands it and follows it up with a quick leg drop. Jerry: XIP now really in charge here. Bob: Yes now the champions will test the mettle of the challengers. Izzy drags Rage to his feet and double underhooks his arms. He drops forwards in a face buster and from there he transitions into a cross face. Bob: Oh wow he calls that the cry for death. Jerry: Rage is in real risk of being made to tap out. Rage manages to reach out far enough to reach the ropes and the ref begins a count. Izzy breaks on the four of the count. He drags Rage up and attempts a DDT . Rage blocks it and delivers an elbow to the face of Izzy. He quickly makes it over to tag in his brother. Jerry: Much needed tag for the challengers right there. Bob: What a match this has been, whoever wins it know that will have really been in a fight. Wreck charges in and connects with a shoulder block. He hops onto the second rope and dives forwards but misses the elbow he was attempting to land as Izzy rolls out of the way. Izzy tags in Simon and pulls Wreck to his feet.. He hits the Lethal injection and As Wreck pops up Simon connects with the feature presentation. Bob: Lethal feature presentation by the XIP. Jerry: Wreck and Rage surely cannot come back from this. Simon hooks the far leg of Wreck as he goes for the pin. Rage runs in but Izzy blocks him. One... Two... Three! The bell rings and the XIP theme starts to play. Tim Marshal: Here are your winners and still SWA tag-team champions, the XIP! Wreck and Rage leave the ring side area as Kristen Brown gets into the ring as the XIP celebrate their victory. Bob: What a match. Wreck and Rage have nothing to be ashamed of after that display. Jerry: I agree Bob, those two will recapture those belts. It is just a matter of when rather than if. After more celebrations the XIP head for the back. Bob: What a night so far and there is still more to come. Jerry: Yes there sure is and next we have Wife against husband as Crystal Cole goes against B. Cool and I am really looking forwards to that one. Bob: So what do ya say. Wanna adopt a little of my need to move from match to match? Jerry: In this case, I think so. Tim? "Welcome to the Jungle" starts to play as Izzy comes walking back out to another ovation. His Tag Team Title slung over his shoulder and a towel around his neck. Jerry: Well, here comes the man who set this match in motion. Bob: Well, like him or not, he put this match on and many fans and the roster are wondering...has the student surpassed the teacher? Izzy takes a drink from his water as he sets a chair near the ramp and sits. Jerry: And Izzy said he was getting a first hand look at this match. Bob: Well...He wants to make sure he knows if he should pack or stay home. Mist rises up from the floor as Raise Up by Saliva begins to play. As the song picks up, the arena lights flash brightly and B Cool steps through the mist with a smile on his face. Tim Marshal: This contest is set for one fall. Introducing first...from Columbus, Ohio...weighing 242 lbs...he is the Vice President of Skyfall Wrestling Alliance...Brandon "B. Cool" Cole! He walks proudly toward the ring, waving and smiling at fans as he goes. He looks at Izzy as Izzy gets to his feet. Both men look at each other, smiling. Brandon just turns and continues to the ring. He climbs in the ring, turns once again to the crowd and raises his arms in the air to their cheers. Then he moves to his corner. Jerry: Well, I really don't know what that was about, but it happened. Bob: Brandon is just showing him he isn't intimidated by any of his mind games or tricks. Jerry: Mind games? He placed a member of the roster in a match against ANOTHER member of the roster. Bob: But look att the members Jerry! You don't find this a little out of the way? Jerry: No, actually, I don't. They both knew they may meet up...if neither wanted, get off the roster! Crystal put the company in Kyra's hands and went back to the ring. Blue and white strobes begin to flash as "Go" by Proximity Grey hits the speakers. Crystal then steps out onto the stage as white pyro erupts. Tim Marshal: And his opponent....from Norfolk, Virginia...weighing 130 lbs....Crystal Cole! She makes her way down to the ring and sees Izzy. Izzy looks at her and nods. She gives a smile and slides under the bottom rope and gets to her feet. Grinning, she looks towards the crowd, turning in a circle so she can see just how packed the house is before moving to her corner and looking at Brandon. Jerry: See, determination. Both of them possess it and are willing to throw it all on the line for the fans. Bob: I can see your point, but are they willing to hurt one another? Jerry: Well, we damn know Crystal is. And, if Brandon follows cue, we're in for one hell of a match! The bell sounds and the match begins. Both of them meet in the middle. Crystal looks at Brandon and shakes her head. Brandon questions it as the fans begin to roar. The sight of the two in the ring pumps them up. Crystal responds to Brandon and Brandon shakes his head. She sighs and turns to walk back to the corner. Brandon grabs her gently by the arm to turn her around. Crystal, in fact, does turn and nails him with a forearm to the face. Brandon stumbles back and Crystal stays on the attack. She lifts a knee and nails him in the gut. She then aims and drops an elbow to the back of his head, dropping him to one knee. She backs up and waits. As Brandon starts getting up, she charges towards him. Jerry: She may already be going for the Crystal Shard! Bob: If she hits it, it could be over! She, indeed, does go for that spear known as Crystal Shard. But, Brandon moves and helps her fly through the ropes to the outside. She hits the barricade and lays on the ground. Brandon looks around and exits quickly. He holds the barricade and raises his boot. He refrains from stomping on her, but instead, raises her to her feet. He makes sure she is ok, but surprisingly, chops her across the chest. He does t again and tosses her back in the ring. He slides back in and drops an elbow on her. She cries out and rolls to her stomach. Jerry: Well, I think Brandon knows that he needs to mount and offense. Bob: Against someone like Crystal, he needs to keep her grounded. He drops down and locks in a modified armbar, working on her shoulder. She starts getting to her feet, but he downs her to one knee with an elbow to the shoulder. He starts wrenching with that arm bar and she starts raising up again. She studies him for a moment and nails a kick to his knee. He lets the hold loosen and she kicks him in the same knee again. She then uses all she has and slams her shoulder into his gut, backing him into the corner. She stays on the offensive and starts slamming her shoulder into his gut. After three shots, she stands up and chops him in the chest. She backs up and charges him again. He moves, but she hops the ropes and flips off, nailing him as he turns with a cross body block. They both fall and she hooks a leg as the fans roar. Jerry: WOW! What a move! Bob: This could do it! One... Two... THR-KICKOUT! Bob: Oh so close... Jerry: A half a second away. She quickly gets up and grabs his leg. She starts kicking his knee and drops a knee of her own to the back of it. Brandon clutches it as she works on it. She swats his hand away and goes for a single leg crab. She gets him over and she begins to crank back. He cries out, but doesn't submit. He is in it a little longer before he finally powers out of it. The escape sends her into the turnbuckle face first. Brandon holds his knee as he starts to get up. He shakes his leg a little and puts some pressure on it. He limps some as he makes his way towards her. He picks her up by the band of her tights and pushes her forwards a little bit. He pulls back and drives his elbow to her back. He pushes her again and drives another elbow to her back. He then locks his arms around her and lifts her in the air. He spins and lets go. As she starts coming down, he does to, applying pressure and dropping her directly on her back, his weight adding to the fall. Jerry: Devastating move by Brandon there. Bob: Well, that Cool Clutch is one of his patented moves. Working on that back is a good idea. He stands up and looks around at the crowd. There is a mixed reaction as he does. He then looks down at Izzy and points at him. He points back at Crystal and says "This is on you, man!" Izzy just tells him to pay attention to the match. Brandon turns and covers Crystal. One... Two... Foot on the ropes! Jerry: I think Brandon forgot where she was at in the ring. Bob: He has to concentrate if he wants to win! Jerry: Cheering for Brandon? Bob: No, just stating fact. Jerry: No? So you want Crystal to win. Bob: No...I mean...SHUT UP! Jerry snickers as Brandon looks at the ref. He stands up and starts laying the boots to Crystal. He picks her up and lays her across the middle ropes. He runs off and comes back, landing on her back. She cries out and slumps to the mat. The ref warns Brandon and Brandon holds his arms out, as if asking what. The cameras get a shot of Crystal, who now has a look of anger on her face...mixed with some pain. Brandon walks over and starts picking her up. Crystal quickly rolls him into a small package! Jerry: This could be it! One... Bob: She has him! Two.... KICKOUT!! Jerry and Bob: OOOOOOOH! The crowd also lets out an "oooh" of their own. Crystal is slow to get up, but does. Brandon is also up, quicker than her. He goes to kick her, but she catches it. She trips his other foot out and quickly locks in a Sharpshooter. As he cries out, she lets it go. Jerry: What is she doing?! She had him! Bob: I think we are going to see the Crystal Prism! In fact, that is what she hooks on and the crowd goes nuts! Brandon cries out and reaches for the ropes. He can't reach it and raises his hand slowly. Jerry: Is he going to tap out?! Bob: If memory serves....it might be the first time he ever has! Brandon struggles and starts crawling for the ropes. Crystal applies the move with more pressure and he cries out again. The fans for Brandon clap and cheer him on. He finally makes it and grabs them. Crystal keeps the hold on for a four count and lets go. She stands up and moves to the corner. She sets up and waits for Brandon to stand. As he does, He stumbles to the corner and turns. When he does, Crystal charges for another spear. She hits it, but on the ref. Jerry: Damn them! Why do they ALWAYS stand in the wrong spot? Bob: Well, he didn't think anything of it. She stands up and Brandon clotheslines her down. He falls himself, due to fatigue. He covers her and waits. Since the ref is out, no one can count. He slams the mat three times. Jerry: He beat her! He has it won but the ref is out! Bob: He may be VP, but his count isn't the one that matters. Brandon sits up and slams the mat. He grabs the ref and shakes him. He picks him up and drops him to wake him up. The ref stirs a little and Brandon holds his hands on his head. By this time, Izzy has gotten up and slides in the ring. Jerry: What the hell is he doing?! Bob: I don't know, but it doesn't look good for Brandon! Brandon turns, visibly upset. When he does, he is shocked to see Izzy in the ring. He flips Brandon the bird and gives him a Lethal Injection. The fans roar as Izzy stands up and looks down at Brandon. He points in Brandon's face and yells at him. He looks at Crystal, who is now sitting up. She looks at him with a look of "What the hell did you do that for?" on her face. She then just sighs while shaking her head and crawls over for the pin. Izzy walks over and drags the ref towards them. He then exits and slams the mat with his hands along with the ref's. Jerry: What the hell?! Bob: Well, payback maybe? One... Two.... THREE!!!! The bell sounds as Crystal rolls off Brandon and gets her hand raised. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner....CRYSTAL COLE!!! She rolls out of the ring and starts making her way to the back. She looks back as Izzy starts slowly walking towards the ramp. He looks back as Brandon sits up and looks at Izzy with anger and disbelief. Izzy nods at Brandon and says "Now we're even room mate!" and laughs. Jerry: Well, you were right Bob. Looks like he gave him a little payback! Bob: But this was such a huge match. Why now? Jerry: I think that's why, Bob. Izzy exits to the back as Brandon rolls out and heads for the back. Jerry: And now...that man has to be Omega's room mate for ONE MONTH! Bob: This is going to be VERY interesting...especially considering what just went down! Jerry: That depends. Is it gonna be televised? Bob: I really have no idea. I’ll bet I’m not the only one that hopes so, though. Jerry: No, you’re not. I am too. And speaking of things that I hope, I hope this inferno match, set to take place next, is as awesome as it sounds! Bob: It’s gonna be brutal, and someone’s gonna be in a whole lot of pain afterward. For Riz’s sake, though, he had better hope it’s not him. Jerry: Riz takes on Xander right now! Let’s get to it! Tim! Hurry! ( Riz vs. Xander - Inferno Match ) Tim Marshal: The following contest is the Inferno Match. The only way to win is to set your opponent on FIRE! As The Unforgiven by Metallica starts to play the lights slowly turn light green and light blue. The camera pans around and shows the fans before coming to rest on the ramp. Rae and Riz step out onto the stage. Tim Marshal: Introducing, accompanied by Rae Morgan, from Autumn valley, Weighing one hundred and seventy pounds, here is Riz! Rae skips down the ramp and Riz follows her. When they reach the ring, Rae hops in and Riz enters through the second rope. After Going to a corner Rae says something to Riz and takes her place outside the ring as Riz awaits the start of the match. Jerry: Well, here is part one of the Riz Marathon. Bob: I still have no clue what he is thinking! He has Simon Cagero after this! What if he loses this one? Jerry: I guess Xander would take it? Hell, I don't know. Bob: GOD NO! The arena goes dark as a light comes from the back of the entryway. As "Voices" by Rev Theory continues to play, a shadow rises from behind the lit up curtain. Just then, a spotlight hits and Xander walks out, limping using his cane. He pays no attention to the fans, just the match at hand. He looks at the ring and smiles at Riz. Tim Marshal: And his opponent. from Helsinki, Finland. Weighing 229 lbs....Xander! He gets to the ring and looks around. He steps up the steps and looks around to the crowd as they boo. The lights come up as he enters, his skin very pale. He looks at Riz and smirks. Riz smirks back and stretches on the ropes. Jerry: And the other half of the psychotic two. Bob: I hope he burns. Bad. Jerry: We all do Bob. But, I don't know. Is Riz capable of pulling it off? Bob: I hope so. Tim exits and the flames are lit. The fans roar as Riz kinda looks around him. He cracks his neck as he looks around. Xander tosses his cane down and starts circling the ring. Jerry: It's damn hot! Bob: That it is. Perfect for him to roast. Jerry: His first match back and Riz gets him in this type of match. I love it! Xander opens his arms and starts yelling at Riz. He points down at Rae and starts heckling her. This gives Riz the opening he needs. He darts at Xander and chop blocks his bad knee. Xander crumples with a yell. Riz stands up and begins stomping on that same knee. Xander yells out in pain as Riz drags him to the center of the ring. He lifts the bad leg and drives a knee into the back of it. He then looks around at the crowd, who cheer him on. Jerry: Well, he may not get a win with it, but, I think he is setting Xander up for the Figure Four! Bob: He is immobilizing Xander. Smart move! Riz starts going for the move, but Xander uses his good leg and pushes Riz away. Riz flies into the turnbuckle. He catches himself and turns. As he goes, Xander grabs his cane he tossed down and starts helping himself up. Riz charges again and, as he gets to Xander, Xander nails him in the gut with the cane. He then stands upright and smashes the cane across Riz's head. Riz goes down hard, laying in the middle of the ring. Xander looks around as he holds up his cane. The fans boo loudly as Rae yells for Riz to get up. Jerry: That is not helping Riz's cause there. Bob: Come on Riz. Xander steps over Riz and lifts his head. He gets him in a choke hold with the cane, almost in a Camel Clutch. He shakes Riz around and laughs as he lets him drop. He picks Riz up and chops him in the chest. Riz holds his chest as he does it again. He headbutts Riz and Riz falls to one knee. Xander laughs and mocks the crowd. Riz balls his hands together and comes up with a big uppercut to Xander's crotch. Xander falls back and holds himself as the fans roar. Rae jumps up and down in excitement on the outside. Jerry: Well, at any means necessary. Riz stands up and grabs Xander's cane. Xander starts backing away, holding his hand out. Riz shakes his head as he takes a swing at Xander. He rolls out of the way and tries getting up. Riz's shot was so hard, he stumbled and almost fell out into the fire. Riz catches himself and stops. As he turns, Xander is already to his feet. He comes in quick and nails a superkick to Riz's chin. Riz falls into the ropes and bounces back into Xander's waiting arms. Xander quickly hits an RKO. Jerry: Coma White THEN a Coma Black! Bob: No. Riz is completely out! Xander starts getting up and smirks at his carnage. He starts yelling at the crowd while pointing at Riz. Just then, the fans start to cheer. Derek Lavelle comes walking out and looks in at Xander. Xander turns and sees him. He begins to laugh as he dares Derek to come in the ring. Derek backs up and runs, then dives through the fire. Xander is shocked, but starts stomping on Derek. Derek fights his way up as both men begin exchanging blows. Jerry: Well, now we see why Riz was so confident! Bob: He knew Derek would use this chance to get his hands on Xander. Brilliant plan on both men's part! Xander is backed into the corner and is nailed with a few punches to the head, then an elbow. He goes down and Derek starts getting pumped. Xander gets up and starts to walk around a little. Riz is now up and sees Derek. Both men lock eyes and run at Xander. They double clothesline him over the ropes and Xander falls into the flames. His leg catches fire and he begins patting it out. The ref signals the bell. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner..RIZ!!! Jerry: Wow.he won the first match! Bob: Help or not.Xander was set on fire! I love it! He gets the flame out and starts getting up. Derek, again, leaps through the flames and lands on Xander. They begin battling it out as the security tries to pull them apart. Riz calls at Derek and tosses him Xander's cane. Derek places the end in the fire and waits, acting as if he has calmed. Xander is still trying to get at him. Derek pulls the cane out and looks at the end, which is lit up. He quickly turns and swings, catching Xander in the head. The flames explode the cane and some burning embers fly away. Xander falls back into security and they start carrying him out. The fans roar as Derek shakes his head and hops through the crowd. Jerry: Well, it seems Derek is going to meet them in the back. Bob: Good.I hope he finishes the job! The flames are put out and Riz is now on his feet. Rae slides in and checks on him. He motions he is ok and ready for Simon. Rae nods and exits the ring. Jerry: This is Derek. He very well may. We’ve gotta hurry right along here, cause one of the people in the next match is already in the ring. Bob: Indeed. Let’s bring Simon out. Tim? ( Simon Cagero vs. Riz - SWA Anarchy Championship Match ) Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SWA Anarchy Championship!
The crowd goes wild! Jerry: This is a man that has a lot of heart. I mean could you go back to back matches but have the second one a title match? Even if it was a setup, he fought some. Bob: That’s why I’m announcing and not in that ring. Jerry: Oh yeah, I forgot that you’re a wimp. Bob: Ha, your funny. I'll get there Jerry and then I owe you some payback.
Go Ahead... Silence
Me... Jerry: Well here we go folks. Our second championship match of the night and I’m sure it’s going to be one that we will never forget. Bob: I couldn’t agree with you more. Cameras rotate around the arena to show some of the signs around the arena say “I’ve been SILENCED”, “Riz 4 Secretary of Defense” and then there is a random sign for Izzy Omega that says “Forget riding the horse, you can ride me”. The bell is then sounded and most people in the arena are still screaming. Riz and Simon stare at each other and then charge at each other. Riz goes for the tie up but is caught off guard when Simon hits him in the stomach with his knee. Simon then hits Riz in the head with a few right hands that send him backwards. Simon then charges at him and forces him to the mat with a shoulder. Jerry: Well the champ starting us off early here Bob. Bob: And he’s showing why he’s still the champ. Riz is then lifted off the mat and put into the corner where Simon hammers away with a bunch of punches to the gut and to the head. The ref then comes in and tells Simon to back off which he does while holding his hands in the air. Suddenly Simon runs around the ref, leaps in the air and attempts to splash onto Riz but Riz moves out of the way and Simon hits chest first on the turnbuckle. Jerry: Oh! That’s got to hurt. Bob: Obviously, did you hear the champ? He screamed like a little girl. Jerry: Better than what you scream. When Simon turns around, Riz is right there to hammer away on him with right hands. Simon falls right back into the corner and Riz follows up with a few punches and then a couple of knees to the gut. Riz then whips Simon across the ring to the other corner where Simon doesn’t turn around, he just hits it chest first and when he bounces off the turnbuckle, Riz is running right next to him and bulldogs him to the mat. Jerry: Nicely done by Riz there Bob. Bob: Sure was and the champ is now off his feet where he is most dangerous. Jerry: Very true. Riz locks in an armbar and Simon screams out in pain. While his right arm is being twisted in pain, Simon takes his left arm and searches for the ropes. Finally after wiggling and fighting back, Simon gets out of the hold by grabbing the ropes with his left hand. Simon is on all fours while Riz is standing on his feet. Bob: Simon has to be in pain after that deadly submission hold from Riz. Jerry: I thought Riz had him for a second. Riz suddenly sprints toward Simon and dropkicks him right in the head. He hits him with so much power that he falls out of the ring. While Simon lays on the concrete floor, the ref begins to count. One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Jerry: Is the champ going to be counted out here? Bob: Well if he loses, he still keeps his belt right? Jerry: That’s absolutely correct. Seven! By this point, Riz is standing in the center of the ring looking down at Simon with a look of utter hatred while Simon is leaning up against the guard rail catching his breath. Eight! Nine! Simon hurries and rolls into the ring. Jerry: Just in time from our champ. Riz quickly hurries over to Simon and begins to kick him in the back of the head and the side. Riz then picks Simon up by the head, hits him with a right hand into the gut and then attempts to DDT him but Simon prevents the move from happening and then flips Riz over to the apron where he stands. Simon turns around and Riz attempts to punch him but Simon grabs his hand and slams it right against the top rope. Riz screams out in pain and is then suplexed right back into the ring where both men lay sprawled out in the center of the ring. Jerry: Well folks that is why he’s our Anarchy Champion. Bob: But he’s going to have to put more than that to put away Riz because look at Riz, he’s slowly getting back to his feet while OUR champ is lying on the mat. Riz is doing exactly that by using the ropes, but Simon quickly jumps to his feet. He faces Riz, who sprints over to him but Simon ducks and when Riz turns around he gets a knee to the gut and then side powerbombed to the mat. Simon then hooks the leg of Riz while the ref begins the count. One! Two! Kickout by Riz. Jerry: Our first pinfall of this match and it’s only a two count. Bob: You seem surprised. Jerry: Well I’m not… Simon looks around in some confusion and then picks Riz up to his feet. He looks to be going for a snap suplex but Riz won’t allow Simon to pick him up. Riz then hits Simon in the gut and when Simon lets go of Riz, Simon turns around to charge at Riz but Riz grabs a hold of him and belly to belly suplexes him to the mat. Riz holds his lower back and screams out in pain while Simon lays on his back searching for air. Jerry: It looks like Riz got more hurt in that move than Simon. Bob: It sure does. By the time Riz is okay to stand, Simon has done the same. They both are at opposite corners and are both facing the fans. Jerry: It’s just like the start of the match. Both men turn and face each other and then tie up in the center of the ring. Simon quickly gets the upper hand, hitting Riz in the face with a forearm. He then gets behind him, and hits him in the back of the head and then clubs him on the back. Simon then tucks Riz’s head under his arm and slams him to the mat with a reverse DDT. Bob: Oh boy, Riz is in a lot of trouble. Jerry: That he is Bob that he is. Simon then picks Riz up and sets him up for a powerbomb. Before Simon attempts the move, he points up in the air and when he goes to wrap his hands around the waist of Riz, Riz takes Simon right off his feet and Simon is on his back. Riz looks down at Simon while holding his feet up in the air, smiles, and then locks in the figure four leg-lock. Jerry: OH NO! The champ could be done here! Bob: You sound angry. Jerry: I’m surprised! Riz tightens the hold while Simon screams out in pain right in the center of the ring. Bob: The center of the ring is the worst place to be when caught in a submission. Simon looks around but can’t find the ropes and while he lets out one last scream, he then taps and the arena goes in shock. Riz gets up holding his back in pain when suddenly the ref puts the shiny Anarchy Championship in his face and the look of pain on the face of Riz disappears and he just smiles. Riz then raises one hand while putting the belt on his opposite arm. Rae runs in and hugs Riz. The two celebrate, all the while Riz still seems to be in shock. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner and NEW SWA Anarchy Champion…RIZ!!! Their celebration is interrupted when the Skytron flickers to life. Jerry: What the hell?
We cut to the back and
we see Xander throwing stuff. Security sits near the door. He grabs the
cameraman and pushes him down. Xander looks down into the camera,
breathing hard as he speaks. Bob: Hmm. Xander is not happy. Jerry: Nope, but he talks a lot too. We’ll see if anything comes of it. Bob: I don’t have as much doubt something will come of it as you apparently do. Jerry: Again, we’ll see. We’ve got a match to get to. Bob: The main event, to be exact. Jerry: Right. Skyfall title. Tsuyoshi Dai versus La… Uh, Azell, I guess. And it happens right now. Tim? ( Tsuyoshi Dai vs. Larell - Skyfall Championship Match ) Tim Marshal: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Skyfall Championship! Through fire and flames hits the speakers.. Tsuyoshi comes out of the entrance way with his eyes fixed on the ring. Tim Marshal: Introducing the challenger, from Kyoto, Japan, weighing 300 pounds, Tsuyoshi Dai! Bob: Dai has come a long, long way to get where he is right now. Jerry: Well, he’s come a long way, but in a short time. He’s been stompin some serious mudholes around here, and this is what it’s gotten him. A chance to become Skyfall champion. Bob: And you can tell from his promos this week that he is not taking this chance lightly. He walks down the ramp and shakes hands with the fans and bows to some. He makes it to the ring, goes up the steps, goes between the ropes and enters. Afterward, he stands there and waits for his opponent. Alice Coopers 'vengeance is mine' hits the PA. The skytron focuses on the entrance. Azell casually strolls out. He looks around at the crowd. They don't know how to react. Its just a chorus of noise. He just smiles sickly. He reaches a hand up and crosses his throat slowly. He throws out the same fist. Pyros shoot up from the staging. He begins his March down to the ring. The same dangerous smirk still on his face. Tim Marshal: And his opponent, from Hallifax, Nova Scotia Canada, weighing in at 175 pounds, he is the Skyfall Champion, Azell! Bob: Azell. God I never wanted to hear that name again. Jerry: Me neither, but we’re hearing it. As I understand it, Tim was originally going to call him Larell, but apparently if the body is the champion, so is Azell, even though he’s taking it over right now. Bob: Oy… He jumps up on the apron. Holding on to the rope for a moment and stares at Dai. His body moves slightly as he has a chuckle. He swings in a leg and enters the ring. He walks over to Yoshi getting face to face with him. Nose to nose. Azell still grinning ear to ear. Dai’s face is emotionless, but his eyes say more than any face could express. This lingers for a moment. Azell shoves Dai. He stumbles slightly back but He gets right back in Azells face. Its a grudge pushing match chest to chest. One trying to over power the other.neither budging. The ref quickly breaks this up. He shouts to them to get their distance. Once they both reach opposite sides of the ring, He calls for the bell. Bob: And a shoving match starts this off, and we are underway here. Jerry: And look at Tsuyoshi going right after him. Dai does indeed hurry forward. Azell steps to meet him, but suddenly, Dai is in midair. His body twists as he slams a spinning kick into one side of Azell’s face, then the other. Then, as he’s coming down, he grabs Azell by the head, and slams him face first into the mat. Jerry: Good lord! What a move! Bob: Can it be made any clearer than that? Dai is here, and he’s here to win. Jerry: Yeah, but think about this, Bob. You get spin-kicked by a guy that big, who shouldn’t even be able to leap like that in the first place, it’s gonna hurt. Azell may be… Uh, nevermind. Suddenly, Azell kicks his feet up, catching Dai in the chest before executing a forward roll away from him. At the end of the roll, he pops to his feet, turning to face Dai. Dai is coming at him again, but Azell reacts quickly, running briefly backwards, springing off the ropes, and smashing a clothesline into Dai’s throat. Dai goes down, coughing and spluttering, unable to help himself. Bob: And there’s the clothesline. I tell ya, Jerry, it’s amazing how different Azell’s style is from Larell’s. We’re seeing pure, smashmouth aggression right now. Jerry: Smash throat aggression, actually. Bob: Whatever, Jerry. My point stands. Jerry: Oh I agree. And this is something Dai’s gotta be ready for. Azell goes to stomp Dai, but Dai blocks it immediately with a fist, though he continues to cough. This off-balances Azell for a moment, and Dai manages to roll away and stagger to his feet. He seems to be struggling for breath still, but he is quickly regaining control of himself. Bob: And check out the instincts of Tsuyoshi Dai there. Even though he was in pain, even though he was down, he was able to sense the danger, and react accordingly. Jerry: This match, I suddenly realize, has a massive, massive amount of potential. Bob: Gee. Glad to see all the hype for this match went over your head, Jerry. Jerry: Hey now… Azell keeps his feet, and comes back at Dai. Dai, however, demonstrates his quickness, grabs Azell by the shoulders, and uses those shoulders to spin around behind Azell. Then, still holding on, Dai uses his weight to drive Azell into the corner hard. Then, Dai pulls himself up onto the second rope, taking Azell up with him. Jerry: What’s he going for now? Bob: It looks like a Superplex. Yes, it is. Dai connects, and for a time, both he and Azell are on the mat. Jerry: Boom! Man that’s a painful move. Bob: It is indeed. Both men are down now, but it looks like Dai’s gonna be the first to his feet. Dai gets back up, and successfully lays a few stomps into Azell. Azell forces himself to his feet after one of these, and the two men square off. They lock up, and Dai quickly overpowers Azell, sending him into the ropes. However, it seems that this is what Azell was bargaining for, as he springs off of them, and nails Dai with a flying Spear. Jerry: And there’s a spear! Dai is down! Bob: Did you see the way Azell lept from the ropes like that? I think he just played Dai a bit there. He’s definitely a clever wrestler. Jerry: Clever maybe, but more like extremely stupid. He got lucky, Bob. Dai’s a powerful guy, and could just as easily have flattened him with a slam of some kind. Bob: Yeah, that’s true as well. Dai struggles to his feet before Azell can do anything else, but Azell goes right after him again, and the two begin exchanging blows. Jerry: And now they’re going back and forth! Bob: And with such a clash of styles here, this could be quite the battle. Dai’s heavy-handed, but skilled blows, and Azell’s raw aggression. Jerry: They’re matching each other pretty well right now. Back and forth they battle, but Azell catches Dai with a powerful shot to the side of the head suddenly, staggering him. Then, without any hesitation, he hauls Dai the short distance to get in range of a turnbuckle, and leaps up onto him, running up and leaping again on the turnbuckle, then flipping off and nailing Dai with his whole body. Dai goes down like a ton of bricks. Jerry: And Azell hits the So Damned Fly! Bob: Is this it? Is Azell going to retain the title? Jerry: And if he is, is that a good thing, or not? Bob: At this point I’d say not. Azell quickly covers Dai, and referee Bill Graves begins to count. 1… 2… Suddenly, Dai kicks out, and reverses the move into an inside cradle pin. Jerry: Oh my God! Dai reversed it! Bob: No way! 1… 2… Azell manages to kick out, but just barely. The crowd is buzzing with excitement. Jerry: Wow, that was close. We almost had a new champion right there! Bob: We did indeed, and look how quickly both men are hurrying to their feet now. Azell and Dai both clamber quickly up, and immediately start whaling on one another again. It still seems evenly matched, each one beating back the other only for them to come right back and do the same. Then, Azell suddenly catches one of Dai’s blows, and sends him into the ropes. Jerry: Dai into the ropes… Bob: Azell’s got something big planned here… Jerry: Wait a minute! Just as Azell did earlier, Dai springs from the ropes and runs at Azell, connecting with his finishing move, the Haretsu Lariato. Jerry: Bam! Oh man! He calls that the Haretsu Lariato, and that came out of nowhere! Bob: He did the same thing Azell did earlier. He showed his own ring awareness and cleverness right there. Jerry: And now he’s going for the cover! Dai instantly covers Azell, wishing to waste no time. The crowd roars, and counts with the ref as he does. 1… 2… 3! The crowd goes insane as the bell rings, and Through the Fire and Flames plays once more. Tim Marshal: Here is your winner, and the NEW SKYFALL CHAMPION, TSUYOSHI DAI! Jerry: He did it! Bob, he did it! Tsuyoshi Dai is the new champion. Bob: Indeed he did. Alex Shade was taken down from his pedestal, and not a moment too soon. Dai just beat Azell at his own game. Jerry: Listen to the crowd! Dai gets to his feet to get his hand raised by the referee. His face looks calm. He appears to be infused with an inner peace. Then, he receives his title, and steps forward, holding it up in the air. The crowd roars again, and Dai bows to them, making them roar louder. Jerry: What a night, and what a match. Bob: You said it. Tsuyoshi Dai has the potential to be the kind of Skyfall Champion everyone can look up to. Jerry: Just look at Azell over there. Azell is on his feet, and he watches Dai’s celebration with a blank expression. Then, he turns, and leaves. Bob: Certainly no acknowledgement there. Jerry: Oh I don’t know about that. Where Azell’s concerned, not attacking Dai outright was probably a form of acknowledgement. You’ll never hear him say that, though. Dai finally leaves the ring, still holding aloft his title, and heads to the back. Jerry: Well folks, that about does it for this show. Bob: Yes, but it truly has been great, hasn’t it? Jerry: It has. I look forward to the next altitude. I actually look forward to all our pay per view events, almost like I look forward to Jerry’s Jive being posted every month. We’ll uh, we’ll see about that happening on time next time. Bob: Alright, alright. Let it go, at least for now. Jerry: I guess. Anyway, for Bob Macatire, and all of the SWA crew, this is jerry Sheppard. We’ll see you next week on Friday Night Edge. We pan over the still-screaming crowd, then fade into the SWA logo, and at last to black. |
