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SATURDAY, AUGUST 14, 2010
EVERBANK FIELD
JACKSONVILLE, FL
The FBI warning appears across the screen briefly before giving way to a video montage, set to production theme “Medal of Honor.” The video highlights Everlasting Epic as the flagship event of the Progressive Wrestling Alliance and touts its return after a four year absence, while also focusing on tonight’s broadcast and what is in store for the long-awaited sixth installment.
At the video’s conclusion, “Freeky People” by Kidneythieves begins to boom and we are taken to sunny Jacksonville, Florida, where a capacity crowd is rocking EverBank Field! An overhead camera captures a military flyover by a team of five Naval fighter jets that soar over the ring located at the 50-yard-line, before an enormous pyrotechnic display lights up the sky, with fireworks shooting up around the rim of the stadium, off of the Matthews Bridge to its left and the Hart bridge to its right! Another display ignites the massive steel set that is set up in the stadium's north end zone, while the south end zone's “
Buckingham: It IS unbelievable, Vic! They have waited four long years for this night, and the
Buckingham: It will also be a family affair tonight, as Jackie Baccaro and Chris Duval defend the Tag Team Championship against The Iceman Jason Calysto and his partner, Duval's father, the legendary Vulture!
Troy: The Modern-Day Samurai Scythe will take on Solomon in a 30-minute Iron Man match and will never wrestle the Alaskan Monster again if he loses; Zina will defend the Women's Title against Lauren Tantalus and Keiko Ishida in a triangle elimination match; Greg Tantalus will attempt to defeat Hollywood Mike Griffin for the second time at this event, but this time for a shot at his tormentor, Justin Schenck; and tonight will also be the night Michael Grieco attempts to go pull off what would unquestionably be the biggest victory of his career when he takes on Jaguar in an anything goes, Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight, right here in Jag’s backyard!
Buckingham: Jaguar might have 78,279 of his best friends here, but if they keep it confined to the ring, I think Grieco gets it done!
Buckingham: Here we go! I can’t wait!
***
With that, the bell sounds three times and we are taken to ring announcer Lee Palmer.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight’s opening contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA International Championship!
Then, “Hero” by Nas featuring Keri Hilson thumps onto the speakers and the
Troy: Alright, what a way to kick things off! Evan Black has been arguably the most exciting newcomer that we’ve seen this season, and now, he can close his season out by becoming the new International Champion!
Buckingham: He could, but you’d have to think it’s unlikely. Dexter Wellington has worked closely with Black the entire season. He knows his repertoire. It’s going to be an uphill battle, once you factor in the experience of
Troy: That may be true, but Evan Black has undeniable heart and determination! I think this is well within reach!
Black soaks in the environment as he makes his entrance, looking just a bit more amped than usual. Slapping hands with the fans all the way down the aisle, Black tries to put on his game face before entering in the ring. Once he does, Black runs the ropes briefly before stretching out and awaiting his opposition.
Moments later, “Marriage of Figaro” by Mozart hits and the fans at EverBank Field begin booing raucously as the International Champion Dexter P. Wellington emerges from behind the curtain. The negative reaction from the crowd doesn’t appear to faze
Upon reaching the squared circle,
Finally, referee Matt Hansen separates the two and takes the championship belt from
Palmer: Introducing first, the challenger, from
And his opponent, from
With that, Hansen holds the title belt up high before handing it to the ring attendant and signaling for the bell to be rung, kicking off our opening bout at Everlasting Epic VI!
PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP:
DEXTER P. WELLINGTON (champion) VS. EVAN BLACK (challenger)
Referee: Matt Hansen
As soon as the bell rings, Evan Black darts right at Dex Wellington, nailing him with a jumping clothesline! Black wastes no time, immediately going for a cover... one, two, and
The International Champion angrily gets back to a vertical base, looking to even the score, but Black charges at him and clotheslines him over the top rope, sending him to the outside to a roaring ovation!
Buckingham: Dex
Buckingham: Which is exactly what
As Black staggers back to his feet,
Black then returns to a vertical base, where
Buckingham: Maybe, but probably not for long! Look,
As the fans boo loudly,
Buckingham: You’re absolutely right, Vic! He needs to find his way out of this predicament as fast as he possibly can or else Dex
Hansen raises Black’s arm a second time, and a second time it falls to his side. The tension mounts at EverBank Field as
The fans cheer wildly as Black gets a burst of adrenaline and makes it back to his feet while still in the hold! The Jacksonville crowd is stomping its feet, trying to rally Black back into the match, when Black, still in the submission hold, runs at the corner, jumps up, kicks off the turnbuckle pad, and flips his way over Wellington’s shoulders and out of the Million Dollar Dream! Then, as a stunned
Buckingham: He might actually have a window here! C’mon, Dex! Get up! You can’t let this happen!
Knowing he is short on time, Evan Black runs and leaps over
Buckingham: I can’t believe this! This just isn’t right!
Buckingham:
The
For Evan Black, this is not just a victory but a vindication, an affirmation that he DOES belong and that he IS more than Dexter Wellington would have people believe. Knowing this, Black fastens the championship around his waist and wears it proudly, continuing his celebration as
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 6:23 AND NEW PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION – EVAN BLACK
***
The camera cuts to the backstage area, where backstage reporter Scott Cornelius is standing by with the Alaskan Monster Solomon.
Cornelius: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time is the Alaskan Monster Solomon, a man who later this evening will meet the challenge of the Modern-Day Samurai Scythe in a 30-minute Iron Man Match. Solomon, given the intensely personal nature of this feud, how are you going to maintain your composure and win this match?
Solomon chuckles at Cornelius before answering.
Solomon: Scott, are you implying that I have some kind of fear of Scythe and/or this type of match and thus am overly excitable right now? You really do amuse me with your questions, you know that? But just in case there’s anyone out there watching who STILL doesn’t get it, I’ve faced Scythe in this type of match before. You know what happened? That’s right, I won. As a matter of fact, I’ve won each and every time I’ve stepped into the ring with him. And yes, I know he’s now walking around with a short hairdo thanks to me and he’s none too pleased about it but Scythe, you got what you deserved. In the Seven Deadly Sins match, you stuck your nose where it didn’t belong and took from me the most important thing in my life: the opportunity to once again be the PWA Champion. So in return, I took something extremely valuable to you: your samurai hair. It was only fair. But Scythe, tonight, I’m not settling for just taking something from you; tonight, I take EVERYTHING from you.
With that, Solomon storms off.
***
Back at ringside, “Charlie Big Potato” by Skunk Anansie blares onto the speakers and John Wolfe begins making his entrance to the dismay of the capacity
Moments later, “Map of the Problematique” by Muse thumps onto the speakers and the fans shower Paul Epton with cheers! Epton sprints right down the aisle and into the ring, immediately taking the fight to his former tag team partner and prompting the bell to sound!
Troy: Alright, we’re getting right into the action here! Paul Epton is all over John Wolfe!
Buckingham: And Vic, he’s going to have to STAY on top of him to have a chance in this one!
JOHN WOLFE VS. PAUL EPTON
Referee: Jose Soares
Epton keeps Wolfe off base, staggering him with an array of kicks and punches! Epton then bounces himself off the ropes to gain extra momentum and nails Wolfe with a flying shoulder tackle, staggering him! He then does it again, this time staggering Wolfe even further! However, when Epton attempts a third, Wolfe sees it coming, countering into a violent tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!
Buckingham: Vic, Epton is down and he’s hurt!
Wolfe takes a moment to clear the cobwebs but then does to his former partner exactly what he‘s been doing to most everyone else he’s faced since the split of the team: he destroys him. Wolfe pries Epton off the mat, grabs him by the throat, and vanquishes him with a thunderous chokeslam! A pumped-up Wolfe aggressively covers… one, two, three.
Buckingham: Vic, Paul Epton came in here with the best of intentions, but it just wasn’t to be. John Wolfe has been simply awesome since the split of his team with Epton, and tonight was no exception. Wolfe comes away with the win, and man, is he a force to be reckoned with in the PWA!
The fans boo as “Charlie Big Potato” replays and Wolfe exits to the back victorious, leaving Epton down and out in the ring.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 1:38 – JOHN WOLFE
***
The camera shifts to the office of PWA creative director Justin Schenck, who is sitting at his desk. Suddenly, a concerned-looking Hollywood Mike Griffin walks in.
Schenck: What’s going on,
Griffin: The more and more I think about this match with Tantalus, the worse and worse I begin to feel about it. Then I got to thinking that with the stipulation you provided last week, you HAVE to have something up your sleeve in your match against him should I lose. So I want to know what you’re planning.
Schenck chuckles for a moment before beginning to speak.
Schenck: You want to know what I have up my sleeve?
The creative director now grows angry and begins to raise his voice.
Schenck: I have you winning this damn match up my sleeve! I don’t like this attitude one bit,
***
Back at ringside, “No More Sorrow” by
Moments later, “Dead Promises” by The Rasmus thumps onto the speakers and the
Troy: Alright, this should be an absolutely tremendous contest between two of the top contenders in the PWA women’s division!
Buckingham: That they are indeed,
Buckingham: That is definitely an interesting development, but let’s get to the ring, where this match is just getting started!
MORGAN DAY VS. ALEXIS DUVAL
Referee: Dan Martin
The bell sounds and Morgan and Alexis don’t hesitate going at one another, blitzing each other with barrage of slaps and punches. Morgan develops the early advantage and attempts to further it, whipping Alexis against the ropes and nailing her with a powerful clothesline as she returns!
Duval labors a bit getting back to a vertical base and Morgan is there waiting for her, nailing her with repeated kicks to the mid-section, not allowing her estranged step-daughter the chance to gain her bearings. Morgan then grabs Alexis in a front facelock, but Alexis uses her momentum to charge back to the corner, backing Morgan up into it.
Gaining the slightest bit of separation, Alexis unloads on Morgan with several stiff knife-edge chops to the chest. However, Morgan isn’t pleased with this development and grabs Alexis, flinging her into the same corner and attacking her with an array of hard chops! Alexis staggers forward and Morgan tries to press the advantage, lifting her up and perching her on the top rope. However, when Morgan climbs up after her, Alexis nails her with several stiff elbows to the jaw before shoving her off the top and down to the mat. Then, with Morgan in position, Alexis leaps off with an elbow, but Morgan moves out of the way at the last moment, sending Alexis crashing down to the mat hard!
Buckingham: Big opportunity now for Morgan Day if she can capitalize!
Morgan attempts to do just that, beating Alexis to her feet and standing in position, waiting for her to rise. When Alexis does, Morgan unleashes a roundhouse kick headed for her face, but Alexis ducks under it and immediately pulls Morgan down onto her knee with a backbreaker!
Duval then stomps Day repeatedly before signaling to the audience that she’s had enough of her, which prompts the Jacksonville crowd to shower her with jeers. Alexis positions herself behind Morgan and suddenly locks in the Dragon Sleeper tightly, looking to put Morgan out!
Buckingham: She got it in! She’s got Morgan in the Dragon Sleeper! Troy, we haven’t seen much of this move from Alexis this season, but I’ve been told she has perfected it, and she’s going to put Morgan Day away with it right now! I can feel it!
Morgan struggles mightily in the hold, doing everything in her power to free herself, but Alexis will not relent, determined to make this the final sequence of the bout. However, after a long period of struggle, Morgan is able to reach out and hook her right foot on the bottom rope, prompting the hold to be broken!
The fans cheer loudly as Duval is forced to break the hold, and Alexis is none too pleased. After kicking Morgan in the lower back viciously three times, Alexis signals for her Fisherman Buster finisher. At long last, Morgan rises to her feet and Alexis immediately goes for it, lifting her for the move. However, Morgan is able to slip out, flip behind Alexis, and nail her with a reverse DDT! Morgan covers… one, two, and Alexis gets the shoulder up!
Alexis gets back to her feet and starts toward Morgan, but Day is there waiting with a hurricanrana, taking Duval down to the delight of the crowd! With Alexis down and groggy, Morgan signals for the Daybreak!
Buckingham: C’mon Alexis! You’ve come too far to fail now!
Morgan lifts Alexis for the move, but Alexis slips out, spins Morgan around, boots her in the gut, and attempts the Fisherman Buster again! However, Morgan slips out again, and as soon as Alexis turns around, Day greets her with a roundhouse kick to the skull, nailing her with crushing authority! Alexis goes out like a light and, rather than go for the pin, Morgan immediately moves to Alexis’ legs, asks for and receives the fans’ approval, and then slaps on the Sharpshooter, right in the center of the ring!
Buckingham: No! C’mon Alexis!
Morgan reaches back with everything she has left, wanting desperately to make her opponent tap. Alexis is barely conscious after the roundhouse kick, but still has the wherewithal to scream out in pain and attempt to reach the ropes. However, the effort proves futile and Alexis is left with no choice but to tap out!
Buckingham: A valiant effort by Alexis Duval, but there’s not much I can say,
Buckingham: Damn right. Hooray Alexis!
Buckingham: Yeah yeah. Congratulations to Morgan Day.
The
WINNER VIA SUBMISSION AT 8:31 – MORGAN DAY
***
In the interview area, backstage reporter Traci Reed is standing by with the Modern-Day Samurai Scythe.
Traci: Scythe, the time is near. In just a few moments, you step into the ring with Solomon for a 30-minute Iron Man match, perhaps the greatest challenge of your career. How will you approach this contest, and can you win?
Scythe: Traci, you’re correct in implying that this will be one of the greatest challenges I have ever faced in my career. But can I win? I can’t help but be a little insulted at that question. Yes, all Solomon has done is defeat me every time we have done battle. But with what he did to me a few weeks back, the way he desecrated my hair, that makes this beyond personal. Solomon, I have never been more motivated in my life to win a match than I am tonight. You’ve only lost a few times in your career? Well that means you CAN be beat. Solomon, in just a few moments, we’re going to stand in that ring and do battle in front of 78,000 people. And when we do, THIS blade will CUT… YOU… DOWN!
Scythe then walks off the set, ready for battle.
***
A video package airs, set to production theme “Armageddon 1,” which highlights the intense, ongoing feud between Scythe and Solomon, which culminates in mere moments in a 30-minute Iron Man match.
***
We are taken back to the ring, where senior official Tom Stevens waits inside next to Lee Palmer, who brings the microphone to his lips to speak.Palmer: The following contest is a 30-minute Iron Man match! The man who wins the most falls by pinfall, submission, count-out or disqualification at the end of the 30-minute period will be the victor, and there will be NO sudden death overtime in the event of a tie.
As Palmer stops, Linkin Park’s powerful “With You” erupts over the speakers, and an immense ovation greets Scythe as he marches out onto the stage! The Modern-Day Samurai is calm and collected as he enters and looks around at the massive throng of people in front of him, but once two huge fire cannons let loose on the opposing ends of the stage, the former PWA Champion is fired up as he power-walks to the ring. The cannons literally breathe fireballs that dissipate into the air as fireworks explode over the St. Johns River on both ends of the stadium, highlighting the noisiest entrance Scythe has ever made, as Lee Palmer’s voice welcomes him to the ring.
Palmer: Introducing first, from Simi Valley, California, weighing in at 262 pounds… the MODERN-DAY SAMURAIIIIIII… SCYYYYYYYYTHE!Troy: I have never, ever seen Scythe more fired up and focused than he is tonight Randall. Just six years ago at this event, Scythe took the PWA Championship into Lincoln Financial Field and walked out with it, becoming the only champion to ever make a successful world title defense at Everlasting Epic. He looks more ready tonight than he did that night, which is a huge understatement!
Buckingham: It is, but let’s remember that Solomon always wanted that match to be one-on-one and he didn’t get it, as GI Jew returned from injury to compete in that triple threat match. GI Jew was pinned that night, not Solomon, and for this match that is six years in the making, I think the real understatement is that this is truly the biggest match of Scythe’s career.
Troy: After having Solomon brutally attack him, shave his head, and humiliate him in front of the world, Scythe cannot rest until he defeats this man, and he has no other opportunity to do it other than right here and right now.
Scythe climbs into the ring and hops up onto the turnbuckles, firing up the crowd before climbing down and awaiting his opponent. Darkseed’s “Hear Me” creeps in before booming through the speakers, as Palmer makes his next announcement.
Palmer: And his opponent, hailing from Barrow, Alaska, weighing 335 pounds, he is THE ALASKANNNNN MONNNNNNNSTERRRR… SOOLLLLLOOMMMONNNNN!
Solomon walks out to a huge array of jeers from the crowd, but looks focused as ever as he appears at the top of the stage. As he makes his slow walk to the ring, fireworks that match his icy blue eyes erupt around the rim of the stadium, resembling flying ice picks as the man who trains in subzero temperatures marches through the Floridian heat.
Buckingham: Now that’s focus right there. Look into those blue eyes of Solomon. They belong to a man who feels no remorse, who feels no pain, and who wants to take these 30 minutes to systematically, and finally, destroy his opponent in the ring.
Troy: Wanting to do it and being able to do it are two separate things. We must remember the heat factor here also. The sun is still out, and it’s well above 90 degrees in the heat index here at ringside. Glad we have these fans at our desk.
Buckingham: That makes two of us, but I think that’s overblown. Yes, Solomon does live in Alaska and spends a lot of his time there. But let’s not forget, this guy wrestles all over the world, in all types of conditions, and with the time being shortened from their previous bout from 60 minutes to 30, I think the advantage is still with the Alaskan Monster.
Solomon enters the ring over the top rope and comes face to face with his longtime nemesis in the center of the ring. The head referee remains in between them as all EverBank Field scoreboard clocks are shifted to show “30:00” as the bell sounds.Troy: Alright we are underway!
30-MINUTE IRON MAN MATCH:SCYTHE VS. SOLOMON
Referee: Tom Stevens
The clock begins to tick as Solomon jawjacks at his opponent, hurling comments to break Scythe’s spirit. The Californian doesn’t budge but Solomon tries to sneak a sucker punch that is ducked before Scythe unloads and explodes on the Alaskan Monster with a series of punches, chops and kicks.Solomon is staggered by the repeated blows and stumbles backwards into the ropes, where Scythe charges at him for a clothesline, but Solomon sees it coming and ducks down to hurl him over the top rope with a back body drop!
Scythe floats over and uses his unmatched agility to actually land on the ring apron, before spinning Solomon around and snapping him down neck-first along the top cable. The big man clutches his throat to collect air, stumbling back as Scythe quickly reaches the top rope and scores with a big flying body press! He covers for one, two, and Solomon kicks out with authority! Scythe looks at the clock which reads 26:50 and he knows the task will be a tall one tonight.
Troy: In their first Ironman match, Scythe took a “catch me if you can” type of approach, but he was defending the PWA Championship that night, which is something Solomon wanted. But tonight, Scythe has come out as the aggressor for the revenge he seeks.
Buckingham: He has to. This is a match Scythe wanted and he has to go after Solomon to make things right, so to speak. If he sits back and takes a more conservative approach, time can run out and Solomon gets what he wants, for good.
Scythe grabs Solomon by the head and slowly begins to pull him up off mat before he hits the ropes. He returns, looking for a big move, but gets the wrong kind as Solomon absolutely flattens him with a crushing boot to the face! The crowd boos as Solomon regains his composure and then presses his advantage by connecting with several closed fists to Scythe’s cranium, but stopping before Stevens’ count of five to avoid losing a fall to a disqualification.
He grabs Scythe off the canvas and then Irish whips him into the other corner of the ring, causing Scythe’s back to crash hard against the turnbuckles. He stumbles out of the corner and walks into a massive sidewalk slam that is held into a cover for a Solomon two count!
Buckingham: This is excellent strategy here, Solomon appears to be attacking the lower back of Scythe. It’s hard to pull off the Diving Blade moonsault or the Flying Dragon with an injured back.
Troy: It would be, but Scythe is probably the best conditioned athlete the PWA has ever seen, so it could take a lot more damage to render the Diving Blade obsolete in this match.
Solomon gets Scythe up off the mat again, scoffing at the crowd a little bit as he does so. He hooks Scythe up for a suplex and holds him straight up into the air, but Scythe drives his knee right into the bridge of Solomon’s nose!
The hold is broken and Solomon now clutches his nose to check for breakage, but Scythe hits a big superkick that sends Solomon barreling through the ropes and out to the floor! The Modern-Day Samurai wastes absolutely no time as he immediately hits the far side ropes before soaring off the top rope and crashing atop the rising Solomon with a breathtaking plancha that brings the crowd to its feet!
Troy: Oh my goodness! Scythe has just electrified this crowd with that dive!
Buckingham: And he leveled Solomon at the same time!
With 20:08 remaining, Scythe rolls Solomon back into the ring and climbs in himself before slinging him into a corner. He charges at him and connects with a hard knee to the face, and Solomon stumbles out of the corner as an enraged Scythe wraps both hands around his neck and uses a huge surge of strength to lift him up and spin him down to the canvas with a major Flying Dragon slam!
Troy: Flying Dragon! Scythe connected big time right there and this could be the first fall!
Scythe opts to hold the move into a cover instead of holding the legs, and he gets one, two, and Solomon gets a shoulder up!
Troy: You’ve got to be kidding me!
Buckingham: It’s gonna take a lot more than that to put this big man down Troy!
Scythe places his hands on his knees, pondering his next move for a quick moment before going back to work and leaving the canvas to once again go to the top rope. Solomon shakes the cobwebs on the canvas and gets back to a vertical base to find Scythe heading straight for him with another flying cross body. He connects, but Solomon catches him in mid-air before quickly hoisting him into his shoulders, spinning him around and sending Scythe spiraling into the mat face first with the Deep Freeze! One! Two! Three! The bell sounds and Solomon has taken the first fall!
Buckingham: You were right, Vic! We just saw the first fall! Wow!
Troy: We have. Scythe went to the well too many times there and it cost him. Solomon is up one fall to none right now.
Buckingham: And Solomon scored the first fall the same way in their first match. He had him perfectly scouted on that one. And now Scythe, who hasn’t beaten Solomon once in seven years, has to find a way to beat him twice in 18 minutes to win this match!
[FIRST FALL: SOLOMON VIA PINFALL AT 11:45; SOLOMON LEADS 1-0]
The Alaskan Monster is sweating heavily but opts to slow the pace down a bit knowing he has the first fall in his possession. He peels Scythe off the mat and then bulls him back into a corner, ramming him three times with hard shoulder thrusts that send him down to the mat.As Scythe is slumped against the bottom turnbuckle, Solomon breaks to again avoid a disqualification before jamming his boot against Scythe’s face, shifting his neck violently as Stevens again counts to four as Solomon breaks.
Troy: Solomon is showing a mean streak as always, but I can’t help but notice he’s starting to slow down a bit here. They have gone halfway through this match, and this sun continues to beat down on the ring here.
Buckingham: I agree, after such a fast start from Scythe, both guys have slowed a little bit, and that plays heavily to Solomon’s advantage, especially with him already having a fall tucked away.
The referee admonishes Solomon, who takes it for a few seconds before moving him aside and going back to work. He reaches for Scythe in the corner but is met with a hard kick to the gut instead. Scythe follows with another, doubling Solomon over before he pulls himself up and scores with a big running knee lift! Solomon is backed up into the ropes again, and Scythe springs into action by heading over and immediately tying the big man into the famed tarantula submission hold!
Troy: Scythe is pulling out all the stops here! He’s got that painful tarantula hold locked in, and Solomon may give it up!
Buckingham: But it’s against the ropes!
Scythe squeezes with all his might, trying to get everything he can out of the hold as Stevens begins to count. Solomon winces in pain as he seemingly waits for Stevens to count to five to release him from the unbreakable hold. Stevens reaches four, and Scythe smartly releases his grip, causing Solomon to collapse to the mat flat on his back near the corner. Scythe wipes sweat from his brow and sees Solomon in exactly the position he wants him in.
Troy: Scythe broke the hold, but Solomon is down on the mat right here! I think he’s going for the Diving Blade!
With 10:07 left, Scythe climbs back up top, perching himself along the top strand as he looks out into the crowd. He jumps off backwards, sending flashbulbs everywhere as he rotates through the air and then nails Solomon with a crushing Diving Blade moonsault! After connecting with full force, Scythe covers for one…… two…… thre-but Solomon gets another shoulder up!
Troy: Oh my God! Solomon kicked out of the Diving Blade?! What will it take for Scythe?!
Buckingham: I have no idea! He just blasted Solomon with a huge Diving Blade, but the Alaskan Monster refuses to lose here!
Scythe looks up at the clock, which reads 9:36, and a look of despair begins to creep across his face. As Solomon gets back up, Scythe hits the ropes and connects with a clothesline, but it only staggers the 300-plus pounder. Scythe goes back again, but is now met with a thunderous clothesline from Solomon that spins him in the air before he hits the canvas!
Troy: My goodness, what a clothesline that was from Solomon! He nearly took Scythe’s head off there!
Buckingham: Both men are down and clearly exhausted at this point, and only nine minutes stand between Solomon and victory here!
Both men are flat on the canvas, and Stevens begins to count. While a double count-out wouldn’t affect either man, Solomon refuses to take a chance as he grabs the bottom rope to slowly pull himself back up to his knees at the count of six. Scythe is unable to rise as he hears the count, but as Stevens reaches nine, he slowly rolls himself out of the ring instead.
Buckingham: Ohhh, that was sneaky, but a brilliant move by Scythe right there. Knowing that he would’ve been counted out in the ring, he rolled out, which forces the referee to begin a new count.
Troy: That may have saved Scythe a fall, but Solomon is now up and going after him again.
Scythe catches a breather on the outside of the ring as Solomon labors over to the ropes. He reaches through the ropes and grabs what is left of Scythe’s hair, but the SoCal native surprises him by grabbing his arm and jumping down, again nailing Solomon neck first, but against the middle rope this time.
Scythe then reaches the ring apron and grabs onto the top rope to vault into the ring for a sunset flip. He grabs Solomon’s tree trunk-like legs, and a clearly winded Solomon flails his arms wildly to stay on his feet!
Buckingham: Solomon needs to stay up here! He’s clearly tired now, if he allows his shoulders to reach the canvas, they might not come back up before three!
Solomon is close to the ropes but cannot grab them! Scythe continues to pull and tug away, but can’t get him down. Solomon changes course and instead opts to crush Scythe’s face in with a punch, but Scythe moves as his fist connects with the mat hard!
Scythe releases his grip to get to his feet, and when Solomon turns around, Scythe unloads on him with a huge superkick right on the jaw, eliciting a huge pop from the crowd as both men collapse, but Solomon hits the mat like a falling redwood!
Troy: That was a huge knockout shot from Scythe, and now only five minutes remain! Can he make a cover now?!
Buckingham: He’s gonna have to dig deep and find a way, because Solomon is out like a light after that kick!
The roving camera positioned above the ring peers down at the two combatants, with Scythe slowly crawling towards a prone Solomon, who is laying eight feet away. Scythe does make it over; draping an arm across Solomon’s chest as Stevens hits the mat once, then twice, and then not a third, as Solomon again twitches his shoulder upwards!
Buckingham: No! Solomon refuses to give in here, Troy!
Troy: I don’t know what else it could possibly take Scythe to defeat this monster, but he has to keep up the pressure here. Solomon is down and out right now!
Sensing that Solomon is winded, Scythe tries another route of submission, as he goes behind the big man, sits him up and clamps in a dragon sleeper! Scythe glances at the clock, now showing 3:13, and he clamps down even harder, trying to choke Solomon out to land his first fall!
Troy: Scythe is pulling as hard as he can on that dragon sleeper! Will Solomon give up here?!Buckingham: He’s still fighting, but this is sound strategy for Scythe. If he can put Solomon to sleep here, he can cover him for another quick count immediately thereafter!
The crowd is willing Scythe to squeeze harder as the clock reaches three minutes even! As Scythe bends further to dig deeper, the seven-footer swings his huge leg upward, causing his knee to crack Scythe in the head, breaking the hold! The crowd groans collectively as a limp Scythe falls back down to the canvas, with time not on his side.
Buckingham: He’s not gonna be able to pull this off, Vic! Two minutes and change remain now, and both men are down again!
Troy: Scythe has got to get up here!
Solomon slowly pulls himself up, laboring in the Florida sun, but knows he is close to victory. Scythe also rises, but is certainly on fumes as he takes a wild swing that misses before Solomon delivers a disrespectful slap to the face, further humiliating his rival! Solomon then takes a swing of his own, but Scythe ducks under it and grabs his waist in a go-behind.
Scythe tries to push forward, hoping for a rollup against the ropes, but Solomon swings his leg backward rapidly, connecting with a low blow that Stevens misses as he was looking at the ropes! Scythe falls helplessly to the mat in pain, with 2:02 remaining and the crowd booing incessantly as Solomon wipes his brow and smirks.
Troy: That is ridiculous, ref! This match should be tied right now! Solomon hit him with a low blow, the same move that pretty much started this whole thing!
Buckingham: And we are now under two minutes! Scythe is down, Solomon is up, and he is looking to put him away once and for all right now!
With Scythe writhing on the canvas in immeasurable pain, Solomon mockingly slices his hand through the air like a blade to signal that is he going to end it.
Buckingham: Solomon won their last match two falls to none, and we are headed for that result again right now!
The crowd chants for Scythe, whose arms are limp as Solomon gets him off the mat. He scoops him up into a fireman’s carry before swinging him around for the Deep Freeze, but Scythe hooks his left arm around his head and uses Solomon’s own momentum to pull him down also! As both men fall to the mat, Scythe tightens his body into a ball, bringing Solomon with him in a rollup for one… two… three! The bell sounds and the crowd erupts as Scythe wins the second fall!
Troy: My goodness! What a move by Scythe! He turned the Deep Freeze into his own counter and has pinned Solomon!
Buckingham: But the match isn’t over, Troy! There’s still a minute and fifteen seconds left here, with NO overtime!
[SECOND FALL: SCYTHE VIA PINFALL AT 28:44; TIED 1-1]
Scythe gets to his feet at the same time an angered Solomon does, and both warriors immediately begin slugging it out, connecting with haymakers and chops that can be heard many yards away! Scythe scores with a double-hand chop that reddens Solomon’s chest, but Solomon comes back with a knee to the gut instead.He scoops Scythe up again for another Deep Freeze, but Scythe again slips off the sweaty behemoth and lands behind him. Solomon spins around, but then Scythe spins him the other way as he connects with another Flying Dragon slam!
Troy: Flying Dragon! Scythe connected with another Flying Dragon, and now Solomon is down with 30 seconds to go!
Knowing that Solomon has kicked out of the move before, Scythe sees the clock at 28 seconds and yanks the big man back up. With another impressive burst of strength, he lifts him up again and plants him down with another Flying Dragon, connecting with atomic impact!
Troy: That’s it Scythe! Solomon is down and out and Scythe is pouring it on!
Buckingham: Down to 15 seconds!
Troy: He’s a Diving Blade away from sealing this deal, Randall!
With Solomon in position, Scythe begins to head up top to land the biggest finisher of his career, but sees the southwest end zone clock at 10 seconds! Not wanting to run out of time, Scythe jumps down instead, and splashes his 260-pound frame atop the big man!
As Stevens gets into position with four seconds left, Scythe clutches both legs tightly, holding as hard as he can for the head official to hit the mat and shout one…. two…. three, a split second before the buzzer sounds!
Troy: That’s it! Yes! Scythe has done it! Scythe has defeated Solomon in this Ironman match!
Buckingham: I don’t think so, Troy! That looked too close to call; someone needs to challenge this thing! Where is my red flag?!
Troy: Its not Sunday, Randall, and this isn’t the NFL! It’s Saturday, August 14th, and Scythe has earned every last bit of this sweet vindication! He slayed the monster as he said he would, and pinned him twice in under two minutes!
[THIRD FALL: SCYTHE VIA PINFALL AT 29:49; SCYTHE LEADS 2-1]
As “With You” blasts through the speakers again, a joyous Scythe raises his arms and lets out a huge yell, knowing that he has finally accomplished his goal of conquering the Alaskan Monster! Solomon slowly rolls out of the ring, and walks back up the ramp as Scythe celebrates victorious inside the ring.Troy: What a match! Scythe had to throw everything he had at Solomon to get this one done, but by God, he’s done it!
Buckingham: Of course he did, having the match in 90-plus degree weather! What kind of conditions were these for Solomon?! Huh?!
Troy: Whatever Randall. The bottom line is that Scythe has defeated Solomon, and no one can take that away from him!
After posing on the turnbuckles, Scythe leaves the middle of EverBank Field as the winner, and victory has never tasted sweeter.
WINNER AT 30:00 – SCYTHE, 2 FALLS TO 1
***
In the locker room, we see Dan Crowley warming up for his shot at the PWA World Heavyweight Championship later tonight in our main event. However, as he does so, his fellow challenger Showtime Damon Savage enters the room and confronts him.
Showtime: Easy there, homey. I come in peace. Actually, I just came to wish you luck tonight.
Showtime: It is. Given all we’ve been through this season, if it’s not Showtime walking out of here with the championship, I’d like to see it be Dan Crowley.
Showtime: That, and you’re the one who’s gonna NEED the luck with Showtime in this match.
Showtime’s look now turns ultra serious as well.
Showtime:
The two stare each other down a bit before Savage exits and
***
Back at ringside, “The Final Countdown” by the London Symphony Orchestra hits and the fans begin booing loudly as Matthew Magellan and Briggs make their way down the aisle, accompanied by Liz Rush. Briggs wears a stoic look on his face, but both Liz and especially Magellan appear effusively confident.
Moments later, “You Don’t Know” by Eminem and 50 Cent hits and the
Magellan and Briggs appear none too worried in the ring as Dawkins and Renegade make their way to it, paying no mind to the rousing ovation the former Tag Team Champions receive. Finally, the duo enters the ring and Jade takes her place on the outside, jawing at Liz on the other side of the ring.
In the ring, Dawkins elects to start the match for his team while Magellan surprisingly answers the call for his as referee Jose Soares rings the bell to kick this match off.
Troy: You know Randall, I have to say, I am a little surprised that Matthew Magellan has elected to start off this match. Last Tuesday, Magellan had Briggs start, who proceeded to dismantle both Dean Nash and Damien Fields before Magellan even had to step foot into the ring. I figured we’d see a bit of a repeat of that tonight.
Buckingham: I’m sure it crossed his mind, but this is Everlasting Epic. Heck, this is only my first time here and even I know how big a night this is. My feeling is Matthew Magellan didn’t get himself onto the Everlasting Epic card to sit on the sidelines. And now we’re gonna find out exactly what he’s got, in there with a two-time International Champion.
PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE VS. MATTHEW MAGELLAN & BRIGGS
Referee: Jose Soares
Dawkins and Magellan circle each other briefly before locking up in the center of the ring. Magellan tries with all his might to develop an advantage, but he can’t overcome the stronger Dawkins, who shoves him down to the mat amidst loud cheers!
Magellan pops back up, dusting himself off, before engaging in another lockup. This time, Magellan is able to cinches in a side headlock, working over Dawkins. As Magellan locks it in, however, Dawkins uses Magellan’s momentum to whip him against the ropes and down him with a hard shoulderblock when he does so! Dawkins then tags Renegade into the bout!
Renegade enters the ring on fire, nailing Magellan with repeated punches and kicks. He then whips Magellan into the ropes and nails him with a hard back body drop as he returns! Finally, Renegade whips him into the corner and tags Dawkins back into the fray, only for the former champs to do a vicious double-team in the corner on the Conquistador!
Buckingham: He hasn’t even had a moment to catch his breath!
Once Renegade exits the ring, Dawkins continues where he left off, clobbering Magellan repeatedly before whipping him into the corner. Then, with Magellan prone, Dawkins ventures forth, looking for the Stinger Splash! However, Magellan moves out of the way, causing Dawkins to crash into the corner! Then, Magellan spins Dawkins around and drills him with a DDT before moving to his corner and tagging in the monstrous Briggs.
Buckingham: Business has just picked up!
Dawkins is slow to his feet as Briggs enters, and Briggs is waiting for him as he rises, drilling him with a thunderous running clothesline. Briggs lifts Dawkins off the mat, but after he blasts Dawkins down with a sidewalk slam, Renegade opts to rush into the ring, looking to stop his momentum! However, Briggs sees him coming and downs him with a hard right hand!
Referee Jose Soares attempts to gain control of the match, but Liz Rush tries to slip into the ring behind his back. However, Jade sees this and instead tackles Liz to the ground to a huge ovation! Meanwhile, in the ring, Dawkins returns to his feet, only to be nailed by a vicious boot to the skull! Then, Magellan enters the ring, charges at Renegade, and clotheslines him over the top rope and to the outside, just in time for Briggs to absolutely destroy Dawkins with the sit-out powerbomb! Briggs hooks the leg… one, two, three.
Buckingham: There’s nothing to complain about,
The fans boo thunderously as “The Final Countdown” replays and Magellan and Briggs exit the ring victoriously. Jade appears immensely frustrated on the outside as Liz celebrates with her men and the three head to the back. With Dawkins down and out, Renegade shares Jade’s look of disappointment and dejection as the shot fades.
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 3:36 – MATTHEW MAGELLAN & BRIGGS
***
In the backstage area, reporter Scott Cornelius is with the team of Vulture and The Iceman Jason Calysto.
Cornelius: Folks, a little bit later tonight, we’re going to see the PWA Tag Team Championship defended when Jackie Baccaro and Chris Duval put those titles on the line against my guests at this time, the challengers, Vulture and The Iceman Jason Calysto. Now Vulture, let me start with you. There has been rampant speculation since we last saw you regarding your ability to buckle down tonight and take the fight to your son Chris, should it be necessary. The question on everyone’s mind, Vulture, is are you ready to go?
Vulture: Well Scott, I didn’t come out here tonight to reveal our strategy or to talk about things like that, but I will tell you definitively that my head is in the game and I am ready to walk out of
Cornelius: Iceman, how are you feeling about this match?
Calysto: I’m feeling great, Scott. Vulture and I are on the same page, and I feel like if we’re on the same page, there is no team in the world that can—
Suddenly, Vulture and Calysto are violently attacked from behind by the Tag Team Champions! Cornelius looks on in horror as Duval clubs Vulture down from behind and Baccaro does the same to Calysto. The champions pepper their challengers with several well-placed stomps before retreating, leaving Vulture and Calysto lying. Cornelius checks on them as the shot fades.
Troy: What a no-good, rotten, dirty move!
Buckingham: No
Buckingham: I guess we’ll find out later tonight!
***
Back at ringside, “Free” by VAST thumps onto the speakers and the fans begin cheering loudly for Lauren Tantalus!
Lauren starts down the ramp and throws her arms up in the air, eliciting a large flash of pyro! She then jogs down to the ring, letting the cheers carry her.
Troy: Alright, we’re about to have ourselves another championship match!
Buckingham: And this one should be mighty interesting! Lauren Tantalus and Keiko Ishida will both challenge Zina for the Women’s Championship here, but the thing that makes this compelling is that it is a triangle elimination match. Individually, I’m not sure either of them would be able to defeat Zina. Heck, NO ONE has been able to accomplish that feat thus far. But tonight, Lauren and Keiko could just decide to team up and eliminate the champion first.
Buckingham: A solid point.
Moments later, “The Stone Monkey” by Kazu Matsui invades the speakers and Keiko Ishida begins making her way to the ring to a solid, cheer-filled ovation! Keiko thrusts her arms into the air as soon as she appears from behind the curtain, and repeated blasts of pyro emerge from the side of the stage. She then heads down to the ring, keeping her eyes locked on Lauren Tantalus, who has also neglected to take her eyes off her opposition.
As Keiko joins Lauren in the ring, “Demons” by Aria hits and the fans begin booing loudly as the Women’s Champion Zina makes her entrance.
Wearing the title belt proudly, Zina marches down the aisle, seemingly unaffected by the mass of humanity in front of her. She simply goes about her business, heading down the long ramp until she eventually reaches the ring. Once inside, Zina removes her belt and raises it high in the air, letting out a visceral growl as she does so.
Finally, referee Dan Martin gathers the three ladies in the center of the ring and Lee Palmer begins his introductions.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest, scheduled for two falls, is a triangle elimination match, and it is for the PWA Women’s Championship!
Introducing first, one of the challengers, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 120 pounds… LAURRRENNNNN TANNNNNNTALUSSSSSSS!
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Zina then gives the title belt to Martin, who holds it high for all to see before handing it to the ring attendant and signaling for the bell.
PWA WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP:
TRIANGLE ELIMINATION MATCH:
ZINA (champion) VS. KEIKO ISHIDA (challenger) VS. LAUREN TANTALUS (challenger)
Referee: Dan Martin
The bell sounds to kick off this contest, and Keiko Ishida and Lauren Tantalus make no bones about their plans whatsoever, immediately charging at the champion and taking her down hard! Keiko spears her to the mat and Lauren attacks her with stomps, delighting the capacity crowd at EverBank Field! The two succeed in kicking Zina out of the ring, eliciting a massive cheer from the
Buckingham: They’ve been pumped all night, but I think you’re right! They want to see SOMEONE topple Zina! And if Lauren and Keiko DO work together to get rid of her and then fight it out amongst themselves, I think they will succeed and we’ll see a new champion!
Amidst a round of cheers, both Lauren and Keiko play to the crowd, except that Keiko suddenly grabs Lauren and downs her with a hard belly-to-belly suplex! Keiko goes for the immediate cover… one, two, and Lauren gets the shoulder up!
Keiko tries to keep the pressure mounted on Lauren, tying her in an ankle submission, trying to keep her off her vertical base. However, Zina rushes back into the ring and immediately clotheslines Keiko right off! Zina gives Keiko a few well-placed stomps before Lauren pops up, spins Zina around, and clocks her with repeated forearm shivers to the face! Zina is staggered and Lauren attempts to capitalize on it, whipping her into the ropes. However, Zina reverses the Irish whip, sending Lauren into the ropes again. Then, on the rebound, Zina catches Lauren and crushes her down with a hard powerslam! Zina covers... one, two, and Keiko breaks up the pin!
Zina gets back to her feet and begins exchanging blows with Keiko, each woman trying to end the other’s bid to walk out of here with the Women’s Championship. Zina gets the advantage in the battle of fisticuffs, backing Keiko back into the ropes. Then, she charges at Ishida, looking for a clothesline, but Keiko sees her coming and backdrops her over the top and to the outside!
Buckingham: If they were smart, they wouldn’t be battling each other here! Their best shot to topple Zina is to work in tandem! I bet they’d both disagree with me, but I don’t think either of them can defeat Zina alone!
Lauren pops back to her feet and downs the charging Keiko with a dropkick, covering immediately… one, two, and Keiko gets the shoulder up!
Lauren then whips Keiko into the corner and charges in after her, but at the last moment, Keiko leaps up, causing Lauren to smash face-first into the top turnbuckle, crumbling to the mat in a heap! As Lauren convalesces, Zina comes back into the ring and stares directly at Keiko, daring her to bring it!
The two stare at each other from opposite ends of the ring. Not a word is spoken, but both understand exactly what is about to happen. Keiko signals for the Running STO and Zina merely smiles and ushers her forward. Suddenly, Keiko lunges at Zina, looking for the STO, but Zina times it perfectly, nailing her moving target and absolutely destroying Ishida with the bicycle kick! Keiko crumbles to the mat immediately after impact and Zina wastes no time going for a cover! One, two, three!
Buckingham: What a turn of events! Keiko brazenly thought she could effectively duel with Zina and come out on top and she was undoubtedly proven incorrect!
[ELIMINATED VIA PINFALL AT 8:42 – KEIKO ISHIDA]
With Keiko now out of the picture, Zina turns her full attention to Lauren Tantalus, who appears poised and ready for the challenge as she clears the cobwebs and returns to a vertical base. The two lock up in the center of the ring, but it is Lauren who establishes the advantage, creating separation and dazing the champion with several repeated forearm shots to the jaw! Then, with Zina vulnerable, Lauren boots her in the stomach and drills her with a DDT! Lauren covers… one, two, and Zina escapes!
Buckingham: This would be absolutely uncanny, Troy! I think Lauren actually has Zina on the ropes here all of a sudden!
Zina gets back to her feet and Lauren charges in after her, dazing her with a hard dropkick! Zina stumbles out of the corner, but Lauren is there waiting for her, ready with a hurricanrana! Then, with Zina down, Lauren climbs up to the top and, as soon as Zina rises, she leaps off with a Thesz press from the top!
The fans are cheering wildly, and Lauren is equally pumped, signaling for the Tiger Driver! With the fans on their feet, Lauren hits the Tiger Driver with thunderous precision, scooping Zina’s leg for extra leverage after impact! One, two, thr-NO! Zina JUST gets a shoulder up!
Buckingham: This is NOT good news for Lauren!
Lauren is in disbelief, but tries as best she can to remain undaunted. As Zina staggers to her feet, Lauren grabs her, attempting another Tiger Driver! However, this time, she is unable to lift Zina for the move, with the Women’s Champion instead countering with a furious back body drop!
Lauren pops up, charging at the dazed Zina, but the champion catches her and drives her down to the mat with a sidewalk slam! Both women are slow to their feet, but Lauren somehow wills herself back to a vertical base at roughly the same instant. She lunges at Zina with a furious clothesline, but Zina ducks under it and, as soon as Lauren turns around, she slaps on a bearhug, cinching it in with all her might!
Buckingham: Goodnight, Lauren!
Buckingham: Simple,
Tantalus fights valiantly in the move, struggling with all her might to stay in the match. However, the Women’s Champion is brutally shaking her like a ragdoll, trying to break her ribs, and Lauren can’t withstand the pain indefinitely. Finally, after exploring every other option, Lauren does the only thing she can do: she taps out. Zina retains.
Buckingham: What a victory!
Buckingham: She just took down two of the best female wrestlers in PWA history in succession! If she’s capable of a performance like this, how can ANYONE stop her?!
Troy: I don’t know, Randall. I just don’t know.
[ELIMINATED VIA SUBMISSION AT 11:34 – LAUREN TANTALUS]
The fans boo loudly as “Demons” replays over the speakers and Zina quietly celebrates her triumph. Zina grabs her belt back from referee Dan Martin and holds it high for all to see, growling at the
WINNER AT 11:34 AND STILL PWA WOMEN’S CHAMPION – ZINA
***
We cut to backstage reporter Traci Reed, who is with Michael Grieco and Dee Licious.
Traci: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with Michael Grieco, who later tonight will face hometown hero Jaguar in a falls count anywhere street fight. Michael, what are you going to do to defeat Jaguar on his home turf?
Grieco: The better question is what WON’T I do to beat Jaguar in his hometown. The simple fact of the matter is that I just can’t stand the man. I hate everything he stands for, I hate the prominent position on the card he always holds, I hate the reaction he gets from all the morons out in the audience. But NOTHING makes me angrier than seeing the reaction he gets each and every time he comes back to this dump of a city. Later tonight, he’s gonna walk out from behind that curtain, and rage is gonna build up in me to the point of explosion. But I’ll save that explosion for the ring, where I’ll take out years’ worth of aggression on the most overrated superstar to ever lace ‘em up. So Jag, enjoy the ovation you get from these idiots tonight. Because once you step into that ring, your night and your career are going downhill. Fast.
Dee: And don’t think I didn’t notice you ignore me, Traci. I only hope Jaguar makes the same mistake. Because the thing no one seems to be talking about is that I will be at ringside. And believe me, that is NOT insignificant.
With that, Grieco and Dee walk off.
***
We are taken back to the ringside area, where the crowd’s buzzing turns to cheering again as “War Machine” by the legendary KISS takes to the speakers. Seconds later, the Hardcore Icon Kerry Cox emerges to a big ovation from the Duval County crowd!
Troy: Alright Randall, we are going to see a very physical one here. Kerry Cox is walking his way down to ringside to take on GI Jew in a Tables Match!
Buckingham: That’s right, and some of us know that these two have been in each other’s hair all season long, but this one stems back much further. These two have never gotten along, and with me being the PWA historian I am, I researched that they are actually the first men to ever compete in an Everlasting Epic match.
Buckingham: Yes it is. GI Jew opened Everlasting Epic I with a win over Kerry Cox, a feat he will repeat tonight.
Cox marches down the long ramp and climbs into the squared circle, stretching out against the ropes as “Opium of the People” by the aggressive Slipknot hits and a surprisingly mixed reaction that is still filled with mostly boos welcomes GI Jew into the stadium. His navy blue custom Chopper can be heard revving several feet away as he rides out onto the stage, the American flag hanging from the back of the bike. The camera is positioned behind the former Grand Slam winner as he looks out into the sea of people, takes a swig of water from a plastic bottle, and then grabs the handlebar to get moving. He speeds down the ramp and three large blasts of red, white, and blue fireworks shoot up into the air from the patio above the Bud Zone as he makes his way down.
Buckingham: You might think it favors Cox’s hardcore style, but this guy can also be hardcore alright, and he looks ready to go!
GI Jew rides around the ringside area and comes to a stop along the entrance ramp. He wedges the bottle against the tailpipe and back of the bike, but as soon as he steps off, Cox rushes him and puts him on the ground with a clothesline!
Buckingham: What a cheap sneak attack!
Cox hits a few stomps and then pounds away on his opponent’s forehead with several taped right hands as Jew swings his arms wildly to escape. A fired up Kerry Cox lets out a loud battle cry, also riling up the fans, before picking Jew up by the head and rolling him into the ring as he struggles to break free from his leather jacket.
TABLES MATCH:GI JEW VS. KERRY COX
Referee: Matt Hansen
The bell sounds, officially starting the match, as Cox wastes no time in pulling up the ring apron and reaching under the ring to pull out a wooden table!
Cox slides the table into the ring as Jew finally escapes his own jacket. After he enters, he reaches down to pick up the folded table. An angered GI Jew instinctively rushes ahead for The Gore, but Cox sees him coming and just throws the table at him, causing the wood and skull to meet head first, with the table being the winner!
Jew hits the deck and Cox lifts him back up to plant him with a vertical suplex. He hits the ropes and drops a big knee across the chest to follow up. Cox then goes back to the table to set it up in the middle of the ring, eventually doing so successfully. As Jew stirs on the mat, Kerry places his hands on his knees, stalking his opponent to deliver the Coxsucker DDT.
As Jew rises to his feet, Cox grabs him in the familiar front facelock. Jew feels the move coming and punches Kerry in the back, near his kidney, before hurling him over with a back body drop! Cox stumbles to his feet before being sent over the top rope and to the floor with a hard running clothesline!
Buckingham: There we go, now the tides have turned!
Jew gives chase to his opponent, grabbing him by the arm and whipping him hard into the steel steps, which are positioned along the ringside barrier due to the previous entrance of the motorcycle. With Cox temporarily disabled, Jew now goes under the ring apron to pull out not one, but two tables!
Buckingham: He’s not just looking to win; he’s out to do some serious damage tonight. GI Jew wants to rid the PWA of Kerry Cox for good!
Jew slides a table into the ring, and then looks to put in the third one, but opts to charge at Cox instead. It proves to be a bad idea as he runs right into Cox’s boot, which jams the table back into his face again!
Jew is stunned, holding his mouth as Cox runs up and knees him in the back, sending him soaring into the ringpost! With GI Jew now downed, Cox decides to set up the table at the bottom of the ramp, a few feet away from Jew’s bike. But he doesn’t stop there. After kicking Jew again in the head for good measure, Cox reaches into his jean shorts and pulls out a small bottle of his own. The camera zooms in to find that its label shows… lighter fluid!
Buckingham: Oh my God, what is he doing?! Is that lighter fluid?!
Troy: It looks like it is, Randall! It’s already hot down here, but Kerry Cox is looking to turn it up a few notches now!
Buckingham: Is he insane? What kind of savage does this?!
Cox covers the wooden table with the contents of the bottle as the crowd rages wildly with cheers, wanting to see GI Jew caramelized and sautéed right before their eyes! Cox reaches into his shorts again and pulls out a match, causing even more cheers! Fans at ringside begin to back up as a look of crazed determination comes across the face of the Hardcore Icon.
He lifts the match up into the air, but is kicked in the gut by GI Jew, causing it to drop! Cox hits the arena floor, feet away from the match. Sensing an opportunity, GI Jew doesn’t grab the match. He instead runs to his bike and grabs his water bottle before coming back to the match and dousing it with the water, as the crowd groans in angst!
Buckingham: Look at that! What a brilliant move by GI Jew! Instead of setting that table ablaze and risking Cox surprising him; he put the proverbial fire out before it ever started! Did it to this crowd too!
As Jew ensures that the match is rendered useless, Cox blindsides him with a forearm shiver. Jew comes back with one of his own before Cox rakes him in the eyes and rolls him back into the ring. Cox then follows suit, but as soon he rises, Jew unloads on him with a vicious Gore out of nowhere!
Buckingham: Whoa! That’s gotta do it! No way Cox gets up after that,
Cox is on the mat, writhing in pain and clutching his stomach and ribs as Jew reaches his feet, proverbially frothing at the mouth once he notices Kerry’s predicament. Jew sees the table that was previously set up, but then takes the other table he slid into the ring and stacks it up on top of the first! The first PWA Grand Slam winner then maniacally runs his thumb across his throat, signaling the end for Cox as he scoops him off the canvas.
With the tables stacked, GI Jew hoists Kerry into position for a suplex but instead drops him on the top turnbuckle. He turns to pull the tables closer, with clear intentions of driving Cox through them, but he turns around to find another Cox boot to the face!
Jew is dizzied by the blow, and Cox now positions himself to stand up on the top turnbuckle to perhaps drive Jew through a table, but the wily
With Cox incapacitated, Jew wastes no time in climbing up to the middle turnbuckle and hooking Kerry’s arm over his head in a suplex position. Jew lifts, and flashbulbs explode as he drives the former International Champion through both tables, sending splinters flying as Hansen calls for the bell!
“Opium of The People” hits again, as both men are down in a heap of broken wood, before GI Jew reaches his feet to have his arm raised as the victor.
Buckingham: And there you have it,
Troy: And he did so in a brutal contest here, but Jew did get the job done indeed.
Jew scoffs at the booing crowd and then blows a snot-shot from his nose onto a defenseless Cox before hopping back onto his bike, revving it up and then speeding up the ramp and out of view.
WINNER AT 6:56 – GI JEW
***
A video package now airs, set to “Uprising” by Muse, announcing that Everlasting Epic will return in August 2011, with gigantic Wembley Stadium in
***
At the video’s conclusion, we are sent back to the announce table and our commentators, Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham.
Buckingham: That’s right, Vic! We’re going to invade London, England for EE7 in August of next year, which of course is made possible by the fact that we have been renewed for season two!
Troy: Indeed we have, which is absolutely thrilling news! Stay tuned to PWATheRebirth.com for updates, but we will be back on the NOW Network sometime in the spring of 2011 and I can’t wait!
Buckingham: But of course, this night is FAR from over!
Troy: And in fact, we’ve got another HUGE match coming your way right now! The Tag Team Championship is about to be defended as Vulture and Jason Calysto challenge the champions, Vulture’s former protégé Jackie Baccaro and Vulture’s son Chris Duval! But first, let’s take a look at how we arrived at this intensely personal matchup.
***
Another video package rolls, set to “What Do I Have To Do?” by Stabbing Westward, which highlights the feud between Vulture and his children, the Duval Twins, showing us how Jackie Baccaro and Jason Calysto came to be involved, and the events that led us to tonight’s battle, in which Baccaro and Chris Duval will defend the Tag Team Championship against Vulture and Calysto.
***
The camera now shifts back to ringside, where “Falling From the Sky” by VAST explodes onto the speakers and the
Troy: Alright, here he comes! Vulture is about to make his entrance here at EverBank Field!
Buckingham: And we’re told that neither Vulture nor Calysto suffered any injuries at the hands of Jackie Baccaro and Chris Duval earlier tonight, but now we can see for ourselves. In my opinion, the champions simply sought to send their challengers a message, and I believe that message was delivered.
After several moments of waiting, Vulture steps out onto the stage and outstretches his arms, setting force a glorious blast of fiery pyro, creating a massive wall of flames around the stage!
Vulture is slow and deliberate in his walk to the ring, clearly with a lot on his mind. Regardless, he enjoys the unwavering support of the live crowd as he enters the ring. However, when he hits his pose in the ring, instead of V-shaped pyro shooting from each of the four ringposts, it shoots from each of the Matthews and
Then, “F*ckin’ in the Bushes” by Oasis explodes onto the speakers and the cheers perhaps grow in magnitude for the entrance of The Iceman Jason Calysto!
Calysto’s entrance is preceded by several shots of pyro across the stage before he enters to an even bigger array of cheers! The Iceman then walks down the aisle, all business, ready to meet his partner.
Troy: Alright folks, here he comes! My former broadcast partner and one of the greatest superstars in PWA history, The Iceman Jason Calysto! Folks, Calysto carries a 3-2 record at Everlasting Epic events, but that hardly tells the story. The Iceman has, in fact, closed out Everlasting Epic a record THREE times, which is three times as many as any other competitor in PWA history. He captured the first PWA World Heavyweight Championship from Superstar Scott Hosemann at Everlasting Epic I in 2002, and then lost the PWA title to Mike Griffin and Jaguar at the third and fifth installments of our flagship event, respectively, but this will be the Iceman’s first tag team match at Everlasting Epic. It’s a bit of a different proposition for him.
Buckingham: And actually, Vulture HAS experience in Everlasting Epic tag team matches. He, in fact, teamed with Greg Tantalus at Everlasting Epic II to lose the titles to the Hot Boy$ in a three team match that also included the Lost Souls. And you know what, Vic? I think he’s going to make it 0-2 in EE tag team bouts tonight. Baccaro and Duval are in Vulture’s head. And if Vulture can’t bring the fight to his son, then Jason Calysto doesn’t have a prayer.
With the fans still cheering loudly, Vulture and Calysto meet in the ring and pound fists, both men appearing ready for the task at hand. Then, moments later, “Hallelujah” by Bishop Lamont featuring Xzibit lurks onto the speakers and the fans begin booing raucously at the arrival of the Tag Team Champions.
Jackie Baccaro and Chris Duval emerge onto the stage, both wearing their title belts and looking as smug as ever. The
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the PWA Tag Team Championship!
Introducing first, the challengers, weighing in at a total combined weight of 463 pounds… first, from
And his partner, from
And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 499 pounds… hailing respectively from
PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP:
JACKIE BACCARO & CHRIS DUVAL (champions) VS. VULTURE & THE ICEMAN JASON CALYSTO (challengers)
Referee: Jose Soares
The bell sounds, kicking off this match, and Vulture and Jackie Baccaro elect to start the match for their respective teams. The two circle each other as the fans loudly buzz, finally locking up to a roaring ovation! Baccaro gets the advantage in this initial lockup, shoving Vulture down to the mat to a chorus of boos from the EverBank Field faithful. Undaunted, Vulture pops back up and the two circle each other again, once again locking up in the center of the ring! This time, however, it is Vulture who claims the advantage, tying Baccaro in a side headlock.
Vulture wrenches the hold in tightly, trying to wear the big man down, but Baccaro is having none of hit, nailing him with repeated elbows to the midsection. Baccaro then shoves Vulture into the ropes, using the momentum to break up the headlock and shove Vulture against the opposite ropes. Baccaro looks for a powerslam, grabbing Vulture as he returns, but Vulture slips behind Baccaro and ties him into a cradle! One, two, and Baccaro kicks out! Baccaro angrily pops back to his feet, but Vulture immediately rolls him up in a small package! One, two, and Baccaro kicks out again!
Buckingham: He’s embarrassing Baccaro to start this match off!
Both men pop up again, but this time Baccaro is prepared, nearly taking Vulture’s head off with a vicious clothesline! Then, Baccaro gets to his corner and tags in Chris Duval, who immediately goes right after his father Vulture, stomping away on him viciously! Vulture is unaware that Duval is even in the ring as he is being furiously peppered with stomps. Finally, Vulture gets back to his feet and shoves Duval off… only to realize it is Duval in the ring, at which point he pauses and ceases his attack. This opening is all Duval needs, grabbing Vulture and downing him with a belly-to-belly suplex!
Buckingham: You see that?! He can’t do it! If he can’t hit Chris, Vulture and Calysto are done for!
Duval whips Vulture into the corner and tags in his partner Baccaro, who enters the ring and joins Duval in kicking away at Vulture’s midsection. Duval then exits the ring as Baccaro lifts Vulture in a bearhug, wrenching it in tightly, trying to squeeze all the life out of him. However, Vulture nails Baccaro with several stiff shots to the face, breaking the hold!
Vulture then retreats to his corner and tags in Jason Calysto, who enters the match to a huge ovation! He runs right at Baccaro and downs him with a hard mafia kick! Then, he notices Chris Duval attempting to enter the ring, so he runs at him and knocks him off the apron with another mafia kick! Meanwhile, Baccaro gets to a vertical base and Vulture enters the ring, helping Calysto suplex him down to the mat, before they nail him with matching elbow drops!
The fans cheer loudly as Calysto locks a triangle choke on the prone Baccaro, cinching it in tightly! Baccaro struggles mightily in the hold, but is ultimately able to get to a vertical base, lifting Calysto with him as he stands! However, in mid-air, the Iceman releases the triangle choke and turns it into the Crossface, driving Baccaro down to the mat hard!
Buckingham: Oh no! Baccaro has nowhere to go!
Calysto cinches it in, but Chris Duval rushes in the ring and begins stomping away on him furiously until the hold is broken! Vulture then attempts to enter the ring, but Duval shouts at him that they both know Vulture won’t do anything and to not waste anyone’s time by entering the ring. The look of frustration on Vulture’s face is beyond apparent, but he remains on the outside as referee Jose Soares removes Duval from the ring.
Buckingham: I’m telling you, Troy, this is bad news for the challengers! Jason Calysto might as well be wrestling a handicapped match here!
Calysto goes to lift Baccaro off the mat, but Baccaro is able to lift him up and stun-gun him, dropping his throat across the top rope. Using that opening, Baccaro moves to his corner and tags in Duval, who immediately brings the fight to the Iceman. After a few well-placed stomps, Duval whips Calysto into the ropes and destroys him with a vicious sidewalk slam as he returns! Duval covers… one, two, and Calysto gets a shoulder up!
Undaunted, Duval keeps the pressure mounted, lifting the Iceman off the mat and whipping him into the corner. From there, Duval attempts to superplex him off the top rope, down into the ring, but Calysto is able to block! In fact, not only does he block, but he shoves Duval off the top and leaps off, looking for the Bottom Line flying clothesline! However, just before impact, Duval rolls out of harm’s way and seamlessly tags in Jackie Baccaro, who enters the ring with a ton of steam behind him, immediately clobbering the rising Calysto with a running forearm smash to the skull! Calysto goes out like a light and Baccaro covers… one, two, and Vulture breaks up the pin! However, immediately after this, he is clocked in the jaw with a right forearm by Duval and knocked back through the ropes!
Buckingham: You’re finally realizing what I’ve been saying all along!
With Calysto rising, Baccaro grabs him and whips him hard into the corner. Then, Baccaro charges in after him, but Calysto sidesteps him. However, in one fell swoop, Baccaro leaps himself right onto the top rope, uses it as a springboard, turns in mid-air, and destroys Calysto with a vicious clothesline! Baccaro covers… one, two, thr-NO! Calysto gets a shoulder up!
Jackie Baccaro is undaunted, realizing he has the Iceman on the ropes. He signals for the Baccaro Bomb, taunting Vulture, who can see that Duval is ready and waiting to cut him off should a pin be attempted. Baccaro then drags Calysto to the champions’ corner and lifts him up, readying for the move. However, just before he can land it, Calysto slips out and, as soon as Baccaro turns around, drills him in the face with a spinning heel kick!
Buckingham: Are they?! Baccaro is closest to his corner, so he should tag Duval in first! Then, even if Calysto GETS to Vulture, it won’t matter! He can’t do anything!
Baccaro and Calysto both struggle to make it to their corners, the
Buckingham: Look at this! Vulture fails his team yet again! There’s no mistaking it now! Vulture will NOT be hitting Chris Duval, and that swings the pendulum DRAMATICALLY in favor of the champions!
Feeling extra confident, Duval peppers Vulture with an array of thunderous stomps, each one making the audience believe in Vulture and Calysto’s chances tonight a little less. With Vulture sufficiently battered, Duval stands him up and screams in his face, telling him that he’s pathetic and doesn’t deserve his pity. Duval then bounces off the ropes, heading right for Vulture, but Vulture instinctively catches him and destroys him with a furious Chill Factor spinebuster that brings the fans to their feet!
Buckingham: I don’t know, Troy, but Vulture doesn’t appear too happy about what he’s done!
Indeed the look on Vulture’s face is pained as Duval writhes on the mat and Vulture rests on one knee above him. However, the
Vulture, a furious look on his face, then lifts Chris off the mat and whips him shoulder-first into the ringpost! Duval screams out in immense pain and backs up directly into his father, who swiftly grabs him in reverse DDT position, runs his thumb across his throat, and screams out “this is for your own good!” before driving him down thunderously with the Crimson Sunset! Vulture then turns him over and hooks the leg as Calysto storms into the ring to cut off the charging Jackie Baccaro! One… two… Calysto nails Baccaro with a spinning heel kick, three!
Buckingham: Well what do you know? When the chips were down and Vulture’s back was against the wall, he did what he needed to do. Good for him.
The
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 17:09 AND NEW PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS – VULTURE & JASON CALYSTO
As the celebration continues, Baccaro leads Duval to the back, neither man turning around to look at the new champions. However, Vulture catches a glimpse of his wounded son on the Jumbotron and his entire demeanor changes, from one of accomplishment to one of palpable sadness. For Calysto, meanwhile, it is all celebration, and Vulture does the best he can to hide his emotional pain and experience the joy of the moment as fireworks boom from the perimeter of the stadium!
Buckingham: I don’t know how psyched Vulture is about that point though,
Troy: Certainly an emotional time for Vulture, but the fact remains, we have brand-new PWA Tag Team Champions and they are a pair of Hall of Famers! Now, let’s send it backstage to Traci Reed, who is with Greg Tantalus!
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We cut now to the backstage area, where backstage reporter Traci Reed is standing by with Greg Tantalus.
Traci: Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time is Greg Tantalus, a man who might have more on the line this evening than anyone else. Greg, what is your state of mind going into this match with your former tag team partner Hollywood Mike Griffin, knowing what you could earn if you win?
Tantalus: You know, Traci, it was only about 15 weeks ago that I came back to the PWA a broken man. A lost soul, if you will. Everything in my life was crumbling to the ground. Then I found out one man… ONE MAN… was the root of everything. That man was Justin Schenck, and tonight, I have a chance to destroy him once and for all and make him pay for every last miserable thing he’s done to me – but ONLY if I take out my backstabbing turncoat of a friend in Mike Griffin. It’s not the best situation to be in, but I’ll take these odds. I’ve been fighting an uphill battle the whole damn season. So
With that, Tantalus storms off the set.
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Back to ringside, “Not Falling” by Mudvayne hits and the fans begin cheering loudly, welcoming “The Human Highlight” Jon Dulberg into EverBank Field!
Troy: Alright folks, Everlasting Epic VI marches on, and it does so in a big way right now! We have Jon Dulberg on his way to the ring, ready to meet not one, not two, but THREE opponents in this grueling gauntlet challenge!
Buckingham: Well Vic, that is of course assuming that Dulberg can actually win his first two matches to bring about a third. I spoke to Chase Stone in the back earlier today and he said he wasn’t even expecting to wrestle tonight. And you know what? I believe him. Jon Dulberg is only a few weeks removed from ankle surgery. There’s no way he’s even close to 100%, and when you are less than 100%, it’s nearly impossible to make it through three world-class opponents in succession.
Troy: That is true, but Jon Dulberg is driven by a desire for revenge, Randall. I wouldn’t rule anything out with the state he’s in!
Buckingham:
Buckingham: Did you actually just SAY the word “sigh?”
As Dulberg settles himself in the ring, “#1 Stunna” by the Big Tymers hits and Don “The MVP” Capriglione makes his way to the ring amid a chorus of boos. Capriglione wastes little time heading down to the ring before entering it and standing across from his former Synergy teammate. Referee Tom Stevens signals for the bell, and we’re off.
Troy: Alright, it’s Dulberg and Capriglione, with The Omega Steve Beovich up next, and Chase Stone following him, if necessary!
3-ON-1 GAUNTLET MATCH:
SYNERGY [THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH & DON THE MVP CAPRIGLIONE] AND CHASE STONE VS. THE HUMAN HIGHLIGHT JON DULBERG
Referee: Tom Stevens
No sooner does the bell ring than does Capriglione show Dulberg no respect and mime hobbling around, clutching his ankle, mocking Dulberg’s injury. However, when he does this, Dulberg rushes at the MVP and catches him in a running victory roll! One, two, three!
Buckingham: What?! What?!
Buckingham: Well, they’re obviously a lot better, but I STILL can’t see him getting past The Omega AND Chase Stone!
Capriglione is furious, pounding the mat in frustration, before Stevens asks him to leave.
[ELIMINATED VIA PINFALL AT 0:08 – DON THE MVP CAPRIGLIONE]
With that, “More Human Than Human” by White Zombie thumps onto the speakers and the fans, still cheering loudly from the Capriglione elimination, begin booing as The Omega Steve Beovich makes his way to the ring. Beovich shoots Capriglione a disapproving look as they pass each other in the aisle, before Beovich decides to sprint the rest of the way to the ring. However, as soon as he rolls inside, Dulberg immediately begins stomping away on him!
The fans cheer loudly, but Beovich doesn’t give in, getting back to a vertical base and exchanging fisticuffs with his former Synergy teammate. Once Beovich establishes the advantage, he whips Dulberg into the corner and follows it up with a vicious running shoulderblock to the midsection. Then, after nailing Dulberg with several stiff knife-edge chops, Beovich perches Dulberg on the top rope and climbs up after him, looking for a superplex.
However, Dulberg is able to block the move and then shove The Omega off, landing back-first down onto the mat! Then, with flashbulbs popping, Dulberg unleashes his Sudden Death finisher, nailing it full force! Dulberg hooks the leg! One, two, three!
Buckingham: I can’t believe this! Jon Dulberg just ran through both members of Synergy in less than 90 seconds!
[ELIMINATED VIA PINFALL AT 1:19 – THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH]
Moments later, “Fight On, State” by the Penn State Blue Band hits and Chase Stone makes his way down to the ring to a healthy dose of boos. A pumped up Dulberg beckons Stone down the aisle, ready for his final encounter. Stone shoots Beovich a cold glare of disappointment as he passes him before progressing further down the aisle. Stone teases darting into the ring, but instead stops and smiles, letting Dulberg know that he will have to wait until Stone is good and ready to enter the ring.
Finally Stone enters and immediately brings the fight to Dulberg, nailing him with several repeated rights to the head. Dulberg does his best to withstand the blows, but soon finds himself being whipped against the ropes. However, Dulberg is able to lunge at Stone and tie him in a pinning combination on the rebound! One, two, and Stone slips out.
Stone is momentarily dazed, and Dulberg takes advantage, dropping down and delivering a monkey flip to Stone, sending him crashing back-first onto the mat! Then, with Stone down, Dulberg leaps up to the top rope, looking for another Sudden Death!
However, just prior to impact, Stone rolls out of the way, sending Dulberg crashing down onto the mat! Stone then pops up to his feet, waiting for Dulberg to get to his. When he does so, Stone grabs him and drills him with a furious overhead belly-to-belly suplex! Then, when Dulberg rises, Stone hits him with a butterfly suplex, bridging into a pin! One, two, and Dulberg finds a way to kick out!
Buckingham: Maybe for now,
Dulberg is slow to his feet, and Stone knows he has him right where he wants him. When Dulberg finally gets back to his feet, Stone grabs him and drills him down hard with a gutwrench powerbomb! Stone covers… one, two, and Dulberg manages to get the shoulder up!
The fans are cheering loudly, but Stone is undaunted, stomping Dulberg in his injured ankle several times before positioning himself above his opponent. When Dulberg rises, Stone grabs him in Fisherman Suplex position, holds him in the air for several seconds, and slams him down to the mat in cradle position! Dulberg struggles to get free… one, two, three.
[ELIMINATED VIA PINFALL AT 5:15 – JON DULBERG]
Buckingham: A valiant effort, but simply not enough on this night! And given that he beat a pretty much fresh Jon Dulberg, I think kudos are in order for Chase Stone. Impressive victory for the youngster!
Troy: That it was, Randall! That it was!
The fans boo loudly as Chase Stone’s arm is raised in victory and “Fight On, State” serenades the Jacksonville crowd one more time.
WINNER AND SOLE SURVIVOR AT 5:15 – CHASE STONE
***
In the backstage area, Justin Schenck is seen walking through the backstage area when Chase Stone comes into view, fresh off his victory over Jon Dulberg. They appear happy to see each other.
Stone: Mr. Schenck!
The two bump fists.
Stone: So good to see you!
Schenck: Chase Stone! The man of the hour! Congrats on the win! Well done!
Stone: Thank you, sir. Now I hear you’re going out to do some commentary on the Tantalus-Griffin match? You want me to come out there with you, make sure Tantalus doesn’t try anything funny after
Schenck waves him off.
Schenck: Don’t worry about it, Chase. Trust me, I have everything under control.
Stone: I’m sure you do. Just be careful out there.
Schenck: Believe me, it’s Tantalus who needs to be careful. If he gets past
Stone: I’m sure you will. But anyway, good luck.
Stone extends his hand and Schenck vigorously shakes it as the shot fades.
***
A video package airs, set to “Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold, highlighting the season-long struggle of Greg Tantalus to gain revenge on Justin Schenck, which can be achieved tonight with a victory over his former tag team partner and best friend Hollywood Mike Griffin.
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As the video package concludes, “Reason to Hate Me” by Krayzie Bone hits the speakers and the PWA creative director Justin Schenck makes his way to the ring to a resounding throng of jeers. Schenck takes them in stride as he walks around the ring and heads to the commentary table to join Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham. Buckingham gets to his feet and excitedly hugs his buddy Schenck before Schenck dons a headset and takes a seat.
Buckingham: Justin! What a treat!
Schenck: Thank you, Randall. It’s great to be out here. I haven’t had much of a chance to come out here and call a match since I stepped away from the broadcast booth about six or so years ago, but I figured with a match of this magnitude, I might as well come out here and get a bird’s eye view of the action.
Schenck: It’s nice to see you, too,
Schenck: Clearly.
Schenck: Yes, and it would be no count-outs, no disqualifications, and every member of the PWA roster banned from ringside. I’m well aware of all that. But that is assuming Greg Tantalus defeats
Troy: We saw Mike Griffin in your office earlier tonight, trying to beg out of the match. Obviously his heart isn’t completely in this.
Schenck: Trust me.
Moments later, the familiar strains of “Hey You” by Simon Says blast onto the speakers, and the
Schenck: It’s just a song,
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next matchup is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 225 pounds… GRRRRRRRREG TANNNNNTALUSSSSSSS!
Tantalus hardly cracks a smile as he makes his entrance, completely focused on the task at hand. He enters the ring and stretches out on the ring ropes, but not before glaring at Justin Schenck and pointing to the imaginary watch on his wrist, signaling that Schenck’s time is about to run out.
Schenck: Keep talking, Tantalus. Hate to disappoint you, but you’re not getting that far.
Tantalus readies himself in the ring as “Parabola” by TOOL thumps onto the speakers and Hollywood Mike Griffin appears from behind the curtain. The fans shower
Palmer: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 210 pounds… HOLLLYYYYWOOOOOOD MIKE GRRRRRRIFFFFFINNNNN!
Finally Griffin enters the ring and gets face to face with Tantalus, the referee coming between them and directing them to separate corners. Then, with both men ready, the bell is rung, kicking this match off.
Troy: Alright, here we go!
GREG TANTALUS VS. HOLLYWOOD MIKE GRIFFIN
Referee: Dan Martin
The match kicks off with Tantalus charging directly at Griffin as soon as the bell sounds, violently tackling him to the mat and pounding away on him with vicious right hands to the face! The
Schenck: I would hope so. The man has a TON on the line here. I’d hope he’d come out guns blazing, given what’s at stake.
Schenck: I’m well aware of the terms.
Buckingham: Oh come on! He had the hair!
Schenck: People like Tantalus are always looking for shortcuts. I’ve come to expect behavior like this from him.
Tantalus whip
Tantalus moves in on
Using this opening,
Buckingham: So close!
Schenck: It was. Griffin is a phenomenal athlete, guys. I just can’t say enough about him.
Buckingham: I apologize on behalf of
Schenck: Apology accepted.
Both
Tantalus and
Schenck: There we go,
Buckingham: I think you might be right! It looks like he’s setting up for The Culmination!
Schenck: Tap, you son of a bitch! Tap out and make your whole season of struggling for nothing!
Tantalus is fading, but still trying with all his might to reach the ropes.
Angrily,
Schenck: No! Come on!
Buckingham: He may, but I wouldn’t be concerned. Mike Griffin has this match well in hand, and it’s just a matter of time before he’s able to put Tantalus away.
Tantalus gets up and
Schenck: Are you kidding me?! This has to be a joke! This HAS to be a joke! How can he keep DOING this?!
Troy: Justin, YOU did this! You gave Tantalus the motivation to want to win this match more than anything in the world, and now you’re paying for it! Greg Tantalus will NOT be denied!
Schenck: And YOU won’t be EMPLOYED in season two if you don’t watch it!
Hollywood Mike Griffin is absolutely livid as he gets back to his feet, lifting the limp Tantalus up, screaming in his face to stay down. However, out of nowhere, Tantalus boots him in the stomach and drills him with the Big O with furious impact, right in the center of the ring! The
Buckingham: He’s too out of it,
Troy: Anything to add, Justin?
Schenck: Shut it,
Finally, at long last, Tantalus is able to drape an arm over
Schenck: There we go,
Both men are slow to their feet, but both reach their vertical base at roughly the same time. The two exchange labored fists, each man looking for that final advantage to put this match away.
Schenck is frozen in shock and unable to respond. Meanwhile, in the ring, “Hey You” replays over the speakers and a pumped-up Tantalus celebrates his first victory of the evening amid a rabidly enthusiastic EverBank Field crowd!
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 13:24 – GREG TANTALUS
As Tantalus continues his celebration, Mike Griffin makes it back to a vertical base, at long last. However, instead of leaving the ring,
Schenck:
With that,
Troy: It looks like our next contest is about to kick off right away!
Buckingham: It sure looks that way! After a whole season of waiting, Greg Tantalus has Justin Schenck in a sanctioned match right now!
NO COUNT-OUTS, NO DISQUALIFICATIONS, ALL MEMBERS OF PWA ROSTER BANNED FROM RINGSIDE:
GREG TANTALUS VS. JUSTIN SCHENCK
Referee: Dan Martin
Tantalus turns around dazed and Schenck nails him in the gut with two running head thrusts, which back Tantalus into the corner. Schenck then trash-talks his opponent and nails him with repeated knife-edge chops to the chest. After three of them, it becomes clear that they are no longer having an effect on Tantalus, who appears to grow angrier and angrier with each passing chop. Once Schenck realizes this, his demeanor changes and he starts attempting to bargain with his opponent. However, Tantalus will hear none of it, grabbing Schenck and tossing him into the corner, before ripping the shirt off his back and attacking him with repeated knife-edge chops to the chest, leaving his chest beet-red!
Buckingham: You might want to calm it down. Justin is going to see the tape of this eventually.
Tantalus allows Schenck to stagger out of the corner before whipping him against the ropes and destroying him with a running knee to the face upon his return! Tantalus is then screaming at Schenck as he lifts him up off the mat, moves behind him, and nails him with a vicious O-Face low blow! Schenck screams out in anguish as Tantalus lifts him up and hurls him over the top rope and out of the ring! He then plays to the
Suddenly, the lights go out and “Reise, Reise” by Rammstein invades the speakers, confusing the EverBank Field faithful. As the confusion continues, we are shown an image on the Jumbotron of Hollywood Mike Griffin walking through the backstage area before he is clubbed to the ground with a lead pipe by Chase Stone! Stone bashes him several more times with the pipe and then hurls insults at the incapacitated
Then, back to ringside, a large, imposing figure appears from behind the curtain. The man wears a black fishnet sleeveless shirt, his arms and wrists adorned with black tape. He wears black pants adorned with red skulls, thick black boots, and black eyeliner around his cold, icy eyes. His hair is dyed a fiery red. Thick red smoke appears from underneath the ramp as he stalks his way to the ring.
Buckingham: More like WHAT the hell is that?!
Troy: Chase Stone just destroyed Mike Griffin in the backstage area, and now this… this… THING… is headed our way!
Buckingham: And Greg Tantalus doesn’t appear to be backing down!
Tantalus beckons the intimidating figure into the ring, and the man happily obliges. He pulls himself on the apron in one step, before stepping right over the top rope to enter the ring. He stands face to face with Tantalus, waiting for him to make a move. He doesn’t have to wait long, as Tantalus immediately throws a right hand his way, but the massive individual blocks it before downing Tantalus with a mighty clubbing forearm!
Buckingham: Well, I’m pretty sure this guy isn’t under contract, so it’s fair game!
The mystery man lifts Tantalus off the mat in fall-away slam position, before spinning him around into a violent slam! The man then lifts him in ura-nage position before crushing him down onto his right knee! The fans are booing mercilessly while Schenck roots on the mystery assailant like a cheerleader on the outside.
The mysterious individual pries the vanquished Tantalus off the mat and pulls him into Pedigree position. Then, he lifts him up, as if for a Tiger Driver, but instead drives Tantalus’ back into his knee once again! He follows this up with a monstrous release German suplex, crushing Tantalus down halfway across the ring!
With Tantalus barely stirring, Schenck shouts for more. The mystery man is happy to oblige, lifting Tantalus in full nelson position before destroying him with a vicious full nelson slam! Then, at Schenck’s urging, the man exits the ring and grabs a steel chair. He re-enters the ring with the weapon and clobbers Tantalus in the skull with it three times, leaving him bloodied and incapacitated!
Buckingham: Who’s going to help him?! All members of the PWA roster are banned from ringside and this match is still ongoing! Tantalus is all alone!
Finally, the assailant lifts the barely-conscious Tantalus and vanquishes him with a brutalizing spiral bomb! After impact, the beast raises his arms in the air and lets out a guttural yell while Schenck finally slides himself back into the ring. Then, with a smirk on his face, Schenck places his right boot on Tantalus’ chest and demands that the referee count. Disgusted, he does just that… one, two, three.
Buckingham: Really, you just have to tip your cap to our boss! He had a perfect plan, and he executed it flawlessly! Greg Tantalus has been defeated and put out of commission largely because Justin Schenck outsmarted him!
The
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 6:01 – JUSTIN SCHENCKOnce Schenck and the mystery assailant are gone from the ring and the music stops, EMTs flood the ringside area and Greg Tantalus is placed on a stretcher and taken to the back.
Troy: Folks, we’ve just received word that Mike Griffin has been taken out of the facility in an ambulance after that heinous lead pipe attack from Chase Stone, and it certainly appears that Greg Tantalus is about to meet the same fate. What a disgusting development.
Buckingham: I hope that
Buckingham: Do NOT mess with our creative director. It will not end well.
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The shot shifts to the backstage area, where the crowd explodes with cheers at the sight of Scott Cornelius, standing next to Jaguar. A huge “Duval” chant fills the stadium as the capacity crowd in Florida’s Duval County looks on at Cornelius as he speaks to their hometown hero, the visibly restless former PWA Champion.
Cornelius: Jag, for the sixth time, you stand upon the biggest stage there is in this industry, Everlasting Epic. But it is different this time, as you are in the center of your hometown. We know nobody wanted this event here more than you have, but now that the moment is upon us, what are your thoughts about the challenge of Michael Grieco, which is next?
Jaguar: Corny, you're right. The moment is upon us. But what was supposed to be my opportunity to defend the PWA Championship for the first time in front of this crowd turned into a nightmare directed by Michael Grieco personally. He robbed me of chance after chance to reclaim the title and to make this city prouder of me than it has ever been. He decided to use me to make an impact here, to break through the glass ceiling, so to speak. Well tonight, Grieco, it’s time to break through, alright. You wanted this, and you got it! You're right bro, you might be younger, stronger, and faster than me. You might have proven a point by pinning me twice, and there's no disputing that you're a main event player here now. But on this night, you don't have to beat just me. Tonight, it’s me and 78,000 of my closest friends out there, and I am going to beat you, pummel you, and make you wish you never spoke my name! Tonight, the streak continues. Nobody has beaten me at this event, and you damn sure won't be the first. So it’s time. Duval, stand up! Tonight is Everlasting Epic and your boy is gonna put it down like DJ Khaled, because on Saturday nights in the month of August, all I do is WIN!
The fired up Hot Boy storms off the set to the cheers of the crowd, but in the opposite direction of the ring.
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With that, a video package rolls, set to “Kick in the Teeth” by Papa Roach, highlighting the season-long war between Jaguar and Michael Grieco, which culminates next in a Falls Count Anywhere street fight.
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The focus shifts back to ringside, as Lee Palmer and referee Matt Hansen wait inside. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation as Palmer begins to speak.Palmer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Dee Licious, from Staten Island, New York, weighing 251 pounds, MICHAELLLLLL GRIEEEEECCCCOOOOOO!
The opening strains of “Da Repercussions” by 50 Cent play and then thump through the PA system as Grieco and Dee make their entrance to a hurricane of boos from the Jax faithful.
Troy: This crowd is making it known quite loudly that they aren’t exactly on Grieco’s side here. Only one person out of 78,000 plus supports him, and she’s next to him.
Buckingham: And she’s looking mighty fine tonight, might I add. But Grieco looks focuses, ready, and chiseled out of stone. This is the opportunity he has waited years for. To be the man to take Jaguar down at Everlasting Epic and to do it in his hometown would be immense.
Dee walks out in a very form-fitting short dress, trading in her oft-used black for a bright white, looking prepared for a big occasion as she leads her charge out onto the stage. Grieco peers out at the crowd, looking intense as he flexes his biceps, sending his veins and the eyes of many ladies popping as majestic gold fireworks erupt on the stage behind him. After the flexing ends, he marches down the ramp and towards the ringside area, where he has a few words with Jaguar’s contingent of family and friends, whom are seated in the front row.
Troy: Look at this from Grieco. That’s Jaguar’s family there and Grieco is being his usual disgusting self. Look Randall, that’s Jaguar’s wife Jeanette, his brother-in-law, all his friends, and this guy feels the need to jaw at them too? Classless!
Buckingham: Simmer down, tiger. I think he’s just apologizing in advance for the beatdown he’s going to put on her husband. He has beaten him clean the last two times they’ve faced off, and maybe he doesn’t want to damage their psyches with what they’re about to witness.
Troy: Well he’s about to get his shot. I’ve had enough of this guy and his inferiority complex this season. Grieco is too talented for this attitude, and when Jaguar gets out here, he will get his chance to do what he showed up to do.
After sharing his sparse words, Grieco hops up onto the ring apron and climbs into the ring as Dee follows suit. He throws his arms up into the air, reveling in his jeers as the boos continue to drown out his music. After it ends, the crowd’s buzzing is thick, filling the air with noise in anticipation for the arrival of his opponent. After several long seconds, the cryptic beginning of “My Avenue” by Lil’ Boosie Bad Azz, Lil’ Phat and Lil’ Thrill bumps into EverBank Field, bringing the crowd to their feet!
Palmer: And his opponent, from Jacksonville, Florida, weighing 263 pounds, this… is… JAAAGGGUAAARRRR!
Troy: This crowd has gone crazy!
The song plays as the crowd waits for the hometown hero to arrive, and an anxious Grieco bounces off the ropes in the ring, staring rabidly at the entrance ramp the entire time, but Jaguar is nowhere to be seen.
Buckingham: Well where is he?!
Troy: He’ll be here!
Buckingham: Maybe he’s scared and decided to stay 10 minutes away at home on his couch!
Grieco shoves the official, demanding an answer, but notices Jaguar’s typical entrance video stops and now shows a white Hot Boy$ symbol, which is motionless. Seconds later, this image becomes the main shot and suddenly moves away from the camera, when we notice elevator doors open and the monstrous crowd below as Jaguar emerges from the elevator on the sky patio above the Bud Zone!
Troy: And there he is!
Buckingham: Are you kidding me?!
Troy: Jaguar is here, high above the crowd, and everyone is on their feet! This must be what he talked about because Grieco is flipping out in the ring!
As Grieco screams at the referee, he watches Jaguar over a hundred yards away, grandstanding for the crowd as he raises his arms into the air and jumps up, letting out a show never seen before as fireworks shoot off behind him over the St. John’s River and Hart Bridge, behind Grieco over the Matthews Bridge, around the stadium, and his traditional sea of flames ignite and explode, leaving only his silhouette visible as the patio is lit up!
Buckingham: Of course he’s flipping out! Jaguar has come out here and tried to show him up once again, and he’s through with the disrespect! I think he’s gonna go up there!
Troy: Is he insane?! Oh, it’s Michael Grieco, of course.
As Jaguar watches on, Grieco sees he is alone atop the patio and exits the ring to give chase, fighting through the massive crowd to work his way up to the patio area! Grieco is pushes and shoved endlessly, and drinks and food are tossed his way as he reaches the steps near the Bud Zone, but he runs right into Jaguar, who has removed his jacket and connects with a monster right fist to the head as the bell sounds!
Troy: This is unreal! This match has begun on the steps in the south end zone of the stadium!
Buckingham: Troy, when Grieco said he was done with it, he meant it. He’s tired of this love affair for Jaguar and he went all the way up there to put an end to it.
Troy: And it looks like he played right into Jag’s hands here, by leaving the ring and now he’s in the middle of it with the hometown hero and 78,000 of his friends. This was the plan all along for Jaguar, and Grieco is paying the price it seems.
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE STREET FIGHT:
JAGUAR VS. MICHAEL GRIECO
Referee: Matt Hansen
Jaguar connects with a few more hard rights before grabbing Grieco by the head and throwing him right into the concrete wall nearby! Grieco slumps over and rolls down the staircase, landing on the ground near the Bud Zone entrance as security swarms around him to keep the angry crowd at a distance.
Jaguar instead opts to go back up the steps and walks onto the MPS Group Terrace, a lower patio that houses the most luxurious suites the stadium has to offer. He walks to the edge of the patio, overlooking the Bud Zone, where Grieco struggles to reach his feet. Jaguar then opts to swing his left leg over the top of the railing!
Troy: Is he about to jump down there?! That’s about a 10-foot drop!
Buckingham: And there’s no padding over there! Just concrete and a mob of people! Grieco needs to watch out here!
Grieco rises to his feet and looks up, to find Jaguar’s frame hurling towards him as he jumps off with a flying body press! Grieco uses an incredible display of strength by catching his opponent! Without letting Jaguar hit the ground, Grieco charges forward and tosses him against the Plexiglas window, caving it in and sending Jaguar flying into The Bud Zone!
Buckingham: Whoa! Did you see that?! He threw him like a javelin!
Troy: My goodness! Michael Grieco has just tossed Jaguar through that window and into the Bud Zone! People are scattered everywhere!
Buckingham: Grieco is the strongest guy I’ve ever seen! Wow! Jaguar better be lucky that was Plexiglas, man. Otherwise he’d be sliced and diced right now!
Security does their best to form a circle around the combatants as Grieco takes over, pummeling Jaguar silly with repeated punches and kicks as the video replay shows his incredible show of power. He yanks Jaguar up off the floor and then bounces his head against a hard table bearing the Jaguars’ insignia, causing the former World Champion to stumble out of the door and into the concourse of the stadium, as Matt Hansen finally catches up to them.
The camera crew fights through the crowd as Grieco grabs Jaguar again; slapping him hard across the face as he trash talks him. This riles up the Duval native, as he fights back with a hard knee to the midsection before popping Grieco in the mouth with another hard right. Grieco takes a big swing and misses, giving Jaguar the window of opportunity needed to lift him up in position for an atomic drop before completing it, by dropping Grieco atop the moving escalator nearby!
Troy: Ouch! Jaguar has crotched Grieco across that escalator with a huge atomic drop!
Buckingham: That hurt me just watching it!
The camera at ringside catches a pained look come across Dee’s face as we cut back to the concourse, where Grieco is howling in pain as the escalator remains moving, carrying him down to the Pepsi Plaza outside the stadium as Jaguar follows suit on the neighboring stairs.
As they reach the ground, Grieco falls down off the escalator and Jaguar covers for a quick two count. As they reach their feet, Grieco rakes him in the eyes and downs him with a clothesline. The former International Champion’s eyes wander around the area, clearly searching for a weapon, and he soon finds one.
Grieco enters the gravel pit underneath the concourse, a spot where the Jaguars’ drumline rests their equipment, and pulls out two large cymbals. As Jaguar reaches his feet, he is kicked in the gut, and Grieco crashes the instruments on both sides of his head, sending him back down to the ground!
Troy: These guys are brawling all over the place! They have yet to see the ring!
Buckingham: They may not have to! We could see a fall right here!
Grieco makes his first cover of the contest for one… two… and Jaguar kicks out, but barely, as he is certainly dizzied and dazed from the cymbal crash. Grieco sees a golf cart nearby and a sick smile appears on his face as he hops inside and turns it on.
Troy: Oh no, what is this lunatic up to now?
Buckingham: He may try to run him over here!
Grieco turns the cart on, but doesn’t speed towards Jaguar. He grabs his battered opponent and drapes his prone body across the small hood of the ride, being sure he is secured before hitting the gas on the vehicle and speeding forward! Jaguar clutches the railing of the cart to take a swing with his free hand, but Grieco hits the brakes before he can ever connect, sending his opponent flying again, this time into the lobby of the Jaguars’ offices and onto the hard marble floor!
Troy: Somebody get the EMTs down there! His back might be broken!
Buckingham: Oh this one is violent Troy. We knew it wouldn’t be pretty, but this one has gone to a new level right here. Jaguar had his flashy entrance and his huge pop, but he just popped that floor even harder, and Michael Grieco could be looking to end it here.
Grieco walks into the offices and makes an immediate cover for one… two…and a kickout by Jaguar, who refuses to give in. The Staten Island strongman opts to wear him down with a rear chinlock, but Jag quickly rolls to his side, realizing Grieco’s grip would be too hard to break if he clamped it in fully. He reaches his feet, pulling Grieco up with him, and breaks the hold with an elbow to the ribs.
Jaguar then rakes him across the eyes before grabbing Grieco by the hair and taking him through the halls and into the CBS 47 Jaguars All Access studio. After scoring with a kick to the gut, Jaguar connects with a football helmet to the spine, causing Grieco to holler in agony as he falls to his knees. Jaguar then tries to press his advantage as he ties his opponent into the STF on the floor of the studio!
Troy: That STF is a painful submission hold. Could Grieco give it up here?!
Grieco’s hand raises like he is going to tap, but he instead reaches a microphone and jams it into Jag’s face, immediately breaking the hold! Another shot with the microphone puts Jaguar down again, opening a cut above his eye. Grieco opts to exit the room, leaving Jaguar behind on the ground as he catches his breath and heads back through the hallways and presumably out to the ring.
Jaguar is not far behind as he reaches his feet and Hansen follows him out the door. After asking someone which way Grieco went, he gives chase. Grieco comes back out first, walking briskly down the entrance ramp as more boos rain down upon him. Dee meets him at the foot of the ramp, checking him out, but it doesn’t last long as Jaguar comes barreling out through the crowd and making a beeline for the ring!
Troy: Here comes Jaguar! Does Grieco even see him coming?!
Buckingham: He might not be able to find him in this crowd!
Jaguar charges over the barricade and clubs Grieco from behind before rolling him into the ring for the first time in this match. He climbs inside and then Irish whips Grieco to the ropes, looking for a back body drop, but Grieco scouts it and stops shorts, snatching him up quickly and planting him with a powerbomb!
Buckingham: Grieco powerbomb! That’s the beginning of the end right there! Can he do it two more times though?!
Troy: If he does, Jaguar’s streak is as good as over!
Grieco peels Jaguar up again, never breaking his grip as he slams him down with a second powerbomb! He keeps his grip tight to lift him up and drive him down once more, completing his famed triple powerbomb sequence! The crowd holds its collective breath as he falls atop Jaguar for one….two…NO, as Jaguar gets a shoulder up off the mat!
Buckingham: He kicked out?!
Troy: Nobody has ever kicked out of that, Randall! Jaguar is pulling every bit he can from deep down to keep this streak alive!
Grieco argues with the official for a bit before going back to work by getting Jag in position for another massive powerbomb, but as he lifts him up, Jaguar slips out of the move, spins Grieco around and folds him up with the Carrjack out of nowhere!
Troy: Carrjack! That’s gonna do it! Cover that man!
Jag drapes an arm across Grieco’s chest as Stevens counts…one, two, thr-and now Grieco kicks out, shocking the crowd!
Buckingham: No! Michael Grieco isn’t done yet!
Troy: He may not be, and that was amazing to kick out, but Jaguar has him on the ropes here and looks like he is going in for the kill!
With Grieco still flattened on the canvas, Jaguar opts to head up to the top rope, looking to end things with his Suga Splash. He soars off and tucks his body in before releasing it outward for the frog splash, but connects chest-first with only the canvas as Grieco rolls out of the way at the last second!
Jaguar is on the mat in a heap, as the fans, and his family, try to will him back into the match. Grieco rolls out of the ring and towards the announce table, where he catches his breath before beginning to remove the table’s top and monitors.
Troy: Hey! What the hell are you doing, Mike?! We’re trying to run a show here!
Grieco: Shut the hell up and get outta my way!
Buckingham: You heard the man!
Grieco forces the commentators up from their positions as he smoothes out the table, looking to inflict major damage as he slides back into the ring to pull a limp Jaguar out of it and to the stadium floor. No commentary is heard as Troy and Buckingham move away from the action, as Grieco slams Jaguar’s head against the table before rolling him on top of it.
The camera pans back to the front row, where Jaguar’s wife can be seen yelling for her husband to rise and fight back, until Dee Licious gets in her face!
Troy: Sorry about that folks, I was able to grab my headset and get back online here, but Michael Grieco has Jaguar atop our table, and Dee Licious is arguing over there, all hell is breaking loose here!
As Grieco clubs Jaguar in the back for good measure, Dee Licious says one too many words as Jeanette tosses a drink right into Dee’s face, totaling her spiffy white dress! Grieco looks up as Dee runs off in a fit of rage, but the distraction allows Jaguar to connect with a low blow!
With Grieco incapacitated, Jaguar grabs his left arm to tuck it in, and lift him up before compressing him like an accordion with a monstrous Carrjack that sends the announce table exploding everywhere as they crash through it!
Troy: Oh my God! Jaguar has just Carrjacked Grieco through our table!
Jaguar lands atop the lifeless Grieco as Hansen jumps into position, slapping a piece of wood as the crowd counts with him! One! Two! Three! “My Avenue” replays and the crowd erupts with cheers!
Troy: Unbelievable! Jaguar has done it! He has returned home and defeated Michael Grieco with a Carrjack through our table! Randall, the streak remains alive!
Buckingham: (Finally grabbing his headset) Man that was unreal! We need some help out here for Grieco, that was a nasty fall, but yes, Jaguar is 6-0 at Everlasting Epic, thanks to his wife and a low blow!
Troy: No rules in this match that Grieco agreed to, and Jaguar was correct earlier. On this Saturday night in August, all he did was win.
Jaguar pulls himself from the carnage at ringside to slide back into the ring and kneels in appreciation for his hometown crowd. He slides out of the ring and goes to ringside, hugging his family and wife before exiting EverBank Field victorious again at Everlasting Epic.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 12:53 – JAGUAR
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The camera now cuts to the office of PWA creative director Justin Schenck, where backstage reporter Scott Cornelius is standing by with Schenck and the monstrous assailant who destroyed Greg Tantalus earlier tonight and helped Schenck to victory.
Cornelius: Folks, I’m here with Justin Schenck and this mystery man who essentially left Greg Tantalus for dead a little earlier tonight, rendering him helpless and leading to him being taken out of here on a stretcher. Mr. Schenck, if you don’t mind, please tell us exactly what happened out there and who this man is standing to your right.
Schenck: Scott, I’d be glad to. First things first, I’d like to wish Mr. Tantalus a VERY speedy recovery. Fortunately for him, he’s going to have about nine months to get back on his feet before our second season begins, but when he does return, I’m sure he’s going to want to get his hands on the gentleman to my right. Of course, if he knew what was good for him, he wouldn’t dare. The man you speak of, Scott, is Markus Krieg. 6’9” and 280 pounds of pure destruction, straight out of
Cornelius holds the mic in front of Krieg, who breathes heavily and stares at the camera in an intimidating fashion.
Krieg: Next year, all of you will bow at my feet as you learn to respect and fear the name Markus Krieg.
Krieg then walks off and Schenck motions to Cornelius that the interview is over.
Cornelius: Well, I guess that does it. Markus Krieg is coming to the PWA in season two, and boy, has he already made an impact!
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The camera shifts to another portion of the backstage area, where reporter Traci Reed is standing with the PWA World Heavyweight Champion Anthony Failla.
Traci: Ladies and gentlemen, we are just moments away from the main event of Everlasting Epic VI, in which Dan Crowley and Showtime Damon Savage will challenge for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship in a triple threat match. However, they will have to contend with the man to my right, the champion of the world, Anthony Failla. Mr. Failla, with your title defense just minutes away, do you have any final thoughts?
Failla: For weeks, all I’ve been hearing is Dan Crowley this, Showtime Damon Savage that. And you know what? I am SICK of it. What have these guys ever accomplished? Huh? Do people actually think either of them has a chance to defeat ME?! I am Anthony Failla, the PWA World Heavyweight Champion. That means I am the BEST in this whole damn company! All I’ve done this entire season is hand out loss after loss to big name after big name. I beat Jaguar. I beat Vulture. I beat Scythe and Solomon in a triple threat. You name them, I beat them. Tonight,
The
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A video package airs, set to “Bury Me Alive” by We Are The Fallen, which showcases our main event, the PWA World Heavyweight Championship triple threat match between Anthony Failla, Dan Crowley, and Showtime Damon Savage, which is mere moments away. The video highlights all three performers and shows each of their struggles and interactions with each other to make it to this point, the main event of Everlasting Epic VI.
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Back at ringside, dueling “let’s go
Moments later, however, “F*ckin’ in the Bushes” by Oasis explodes onto the speakers, and the fans give a huge ovation to The Iceman Jason Calysto, one half of the new PWA Tag Team Champions! Calysto enters in street clothes, though wearing his newly-won belt, and approaches the commentary table.
Buckingham: Oh come on! Do we really need him out here?! We’ve been getting along just fine without him!
Calysto arrives at the commentary table and gives a hearty handshake to Victor Troy while largely ignoring Randall Buckingham.
Calysto: Well, you know, I was just sitting around in the back, enjoying being a Tag Team Champion, when I realized that, for most of this season, it was Jason Calysto out here on commentary. Now, since my match is over and we’ve got just one match left to call this season, I figured we ought to end things the way they started, with The Iceman in the booth.
Buckingham: I think it sounds awful!
Calysto: Thanks, Vic.
With that, “Footprints” by G-Unit explodes onto the speakers and the
Calysto: He needs to isolate one of his opponents and land that knockout left hook. I believe that is the single deadliest weapon in Showtime’s arsenal, even surpassing It’s Showtime. If he can get
Calysto: I think the faster the pace of this match, the more the pendulum swings in
Calysto: He needs to overpower his smaller challengers with brute force. Failla is by far the most imposing figure in this match, and he needs to use that to his advantage. Offense from Anthony Failla is going to do more damage than offense from either of the challengers. Failla needs to strike quickly, pound both of his opponents into oblivion, isolate one of them, and go for the kill. And he needs to end it early. The later this match goes, the more the odds swing in favor of one of the challengers.
Savage sets foot in the ring, soaking up the atmosphere, not taking this moment for granted by any means. Then, moments later, “Judas Rising” by Judas Priest hits and the fans continue their thunderous cheering for the arrival of Dan Crowley, who appears on the stage amid a loud flash of pyro!
The champion stares down both of his challengers through his entire walk down the aisle, never once taking his eyes off them. Finally, Failla enters the ring and holds the title belt high, eliciting another round of jeers. He then moves to the center of the ring, where referee Tom Stevens has gathered the two challengers. Then, ring announcer Lee Palmer begins to speak.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following triple threat matchup is our main event, scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship!
Introducing first, one of the challengers, from Pomona, California, weighing in at 232 pounds… SHOWWWWWTIMEEEEEEE DAAAAAAMONNNNNNN SAAAAAAAAVAGGGGE!
His opponent, and challenger, from Long Island, New York, weighing in at 235 pounds… DAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN CRRRRRRRROWWWWWWWWWLEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!
And their opponent, from
With that, Failla hands the belt to the referee. There is a palpable buzz in the air at EverBank Field as referee Tom Stevens gathers the three participants in the middle of the ring, raises the championship belt high, and calls for the bell, officially kicking off our main event.
Troy: Alright, here we go! The wait is over! Showtime and
Buckingham: And no matter what, even if one of them succeeds, at least one of them is guaranteed failure tonight!
Calysto: Well guys, the stakes simply could NOT get any higher! This is it! The main event of Everlasting Epic, the World Heavyweight Championship on the line! This is why we are all in this business!
PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP:
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH:
ANTHONY FAILLA (champion) VS. DAN CROWLEY (challenger) VS. SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE (challenger)
Referee: Tom Stevens
The three men spend the opening moments of the match circling one another, none of them anxious to make the first move. However, as the circling continues, it becomes clear that Savage and
Buckingham: They may be doing that now, but trust me, this won’t last long!
Finally, after doing a number on the champion for some time,
Buckingham: I told you it wouldn’t last!
Calysto: Well, they both want to win this title at all costs! This isn’t a two-on-one match; this is every man for himself!
Once
Showtime is slow to his feet, and
Failla now takes control of the bout, first incapacitating
Calysto: Failla has put his fair share of people away with that camel clutch, but never on so big a stage! These people are going to rally around
Buckingham: Oh come on, Calysto! Failla is a world-class athlete! He’s the PWA Champion, for crying out loud! He can deal with some crowd noise!
Sure enough, the harder Failla pulls back on the hold, the louder the chanting and stomping from the 78,000-plus populating EverBank Field! Finally, the scene becomes absolutely deafening, and
Calysto:
Showtime then lifts
Savage is somewhat frustrated, but quickly gets over it, signaling for It’s Showtime! Failla is slow to his feet, but once he reaches his vertical base, Showtime quickly moves in on him, trying to apply the maneuver! Failla, though, sees it coming and quickly slinks away, backing himself into the corner in a seated position. However, in doing so, he doesn’t see
Buckingham: We saw it briefly earlier in this match, but with Failla incapacitated at the moment, we could be nearing the end! One of Showtime or
Calysto: That’s definitely true! These guys both want this championship more than anything, and they must know their best chance at it is a quick exchange here that leaves one of them in position to defeat the other before Failla recovers!
Failla remains seated in the corner, struggling to come to, as
As
Calysto: Phenomenal ring presence by
Buckingham: C’mon Failla! Fight it!
After several moment of struggle, Showtime lifts Failla for the move, only for Failla to kick off the turnbuckle pad, allowing him to show surprising agility in flipping behind Savage and out of the hold! Showtime, though, turns around swinging unleashing a knockout left hook at the champion’s head, only for Failla to duck under it, grab Showtime, and drop him face-first into the top turnbuckle! Then, Failla bounces off the opposite ropes and, when he returns, nearly takes Savage’s head off with a vicious boot to the skull! With that, Failla prompts a wave of boos to crash over the
Calysto: This is NOT good for Showtime, Vic! After that boot to the jaw, I don’t know that he’s going to be able to prevent Failla’s Weapon of Mass Destruction, and if he can’t prevent it, Anthony Failla is just moments away from retaining the PWA Championship!
Failla lifts Showtime up, looking for the move, but Savage is able to somehow slip out, whip Failla chest-first into the turnbuckles, and immediately re-apply the cobra clutch as he backs out, again looking for It’s Showtime! However, Failla struggles violently in the hold, turning around and thrusting all his weight into the corner, sandwiching Showtime into the turnbuckles repeatedly. Savage breaks his grip and staggers out of the corner, right into the Weapon of Mass Destruction, which Failla nails thunderously!
A hush falls over the crowd as Failla drops to his knees, ready to attempt the pinfall. However, before he can do so, Dan Crowley rushes back into the ring, charging and nailing Failla with a furious shining wizard, flooring him! The cheering of the crowd then grows in volume progressively as a stunned Failla staggers back to his feet, only to be met with a compact, swift version of
Calysto: What a monumental achievement! Guys, when he took It’s Showtime from Savage and ended up taking a nap on the arena floor, I really thought he had lost his chance to achieve this outcome. However, Failla and Showtime battled it out long enough for
Troy: And when he did, he sure made the most of the opportunity! This is incredible!
The
On the outside, Anthony Failla, the toppled champion, walks backstage without so much as turning around to look at his successor. Meanwhile, Showtime Damon Savage starts to the back, taking quick glances at
However, back in the ring, it is complete celebration as
Troy: That’s gonna do it for us tonight, ladies and gentlemen! It’s been a magical evening here in
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 16:15 AND NEW PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION – DAN CROWLEY
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With that, a final video package airs, set to “Freeky People” by Kidneythieves, showing highlights of tonight’s tremendous action. The video concludes with an image of Crowley hoisting the PWA World Heavyweight Championship belt high as the video, Everlasting Epic VI, and the first season of PWA’s Rebirth era fades to black.
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