SATURDAY, JANUARY 22, 2005
PNE COLISEUM
VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA, CANADA
SEGMENT I: INTRODUCTION:
The FBI warning flashes onto the
screen, before fading into a video that highlights the hellacious Seven Deadly
Sins match for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship that will take place
tonight between champion Jaguar, Solomon, Jason Calysto, Anthony Failla,
Scythe, Hollywood Mike Griffin, Greg Tantalus and Romeo. As the video
package concludes, "Forsaken" by David Draiman
of Disturbed hits and we are taken inside the PNE Coliseum in
Troy
Ferrara: That’s right,
A graphic then appears on the
screen reading the following:
Seven
Deadly Sins:
1. Elimination via pinfall ONLY
2.
Elimination via submission ONLY
3. Elimination via pinfall, submission,
or over the top rope
4. Elimination via knock out
5. Table Match rules
6. Steel Cage
7. Ladder
Ferrara: Tonight, Jaguar
defends the gold against Solomon, Jason Calysto, Scythe, Anthony Failla,
Hollywood Mike Griffin, Greg Tantalus and Romeo under those rules and, I’ll
tell you, it’s gonna be unbelievable!
Troy: Paul, this whole night promises to be unbelievable!
And let’s not waste anymore time! Let’s
get right to the ring, for Progressive Championship action!
SEGMENT II: MATCH I: PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP:
DARRIN GILES © VS. THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH:
Referee: Jose Soares
All eyes turn to the entrance
when White Zombie’s “More Human Than Human” begins to play, and the fans cheer
for the arrival of “The Omega” Steve Beovich. He raises his arms high in
acknowledgement to the crowd, and they reply in kind. He enters the ring
shortly after tagging the outstretched hands of several fans. Once inside, he
hops onto each of the four turnbuckles and moves his hands around his waist,
announcing that the belt will be his.
Troy: Beovich has a great opportunity tonight. If he defeats Darrin Giles, “The
Omega” will become the new Progressive Champion.
Not long after, Earshot’s “Control” suddenly hits, but is drowned out by
the deafening boos of the crowd. Their behavior is well placed because of the
Legacy’s manager, Justin Schenck, who leads Darrin Giles to the ring. Giles
sports the belt over his shoulder and tunes out the crowd as he approaches the
ring. After Schenck takes his place on the outside, Giles climbs into the ring
and stares at Beovich for several moments, before lifting his belt up high for
the PNE Coliseum to behold. The audience heckles him in response.
Ferrara: It’s not as simple as just beating Giles to win the title. When you’ve
got a wrestler from the Legacy out there, chances are, you also have to deal
with their manager.
Beovich and Giles meet up in the center, and Giles holds the belt in Beovich’s face. Giles points to it and shakes his head
before mowing down Beovich with his free hand! Giles tosses the belt out of the
ring and the bell sounds to start the match.
Troy: What a cheap shot!
Giles is unrelenting in his opening assault on Beovich. He blasts Beovich
with several well-placed punches to the skull before getting up and stomping on
him with authority. Giles lifts Beovich back up and tosses him into a corner,
before following closely behind and splashing him hard. Beovich stumbles out of
the corner, but Giles launches him into the other side.
Ferrara: Things aren’t looking too good for Beovich.
Giles runs in and leaps into the air for another splash, but Beovich pulls
himself out of harms way! Giles lands on the turnbuckle and clutches his chest
while teetering back, and Beovich takes advantage of it with a clothesline that
nearly takes his head off! Giles quickly gets up and charges at Beovich, but he
takes Giles back down with an arm drag, followed by a second one that sends
Giles sprawling into a corner. Beovich does not give Giles the chance to catch
his breath, and instead goes on the attack. However Schenck finds it necessary
to help his client and leaps onto the apron to distract the referee.
Troy: Get that guy off of there, ref!
Beovich begins wailing on his opponent, but Giles sees his opening and hits
Beovich with a low blow. The fans boo in disgust as Beovich tumbles backwards
and falls to the mat. Giles cracks a grin as Schenck drops off of the apron.
Giles climbs onto the top rope of the turnbuckle.
Troy: Get up, Beovich!
Ferrara: I don’t think anyone can get up from a low blow.
Still bearing a sick grin, Giles takes into the air, but meets a face full of
canvas when Beovich rolls out of the way! The fans are cheering once more as
Schenck goes ballistic on the outside! Beovich struggles back up to his feet
with the help of the ropes.
Troy: Beovich needs to muster up some kind of defense, because this might be
his only chance to win this match!
Ferrara: He had a lot of trouble just standing up! I’m not sure if he can even
walk!
Beovich uses the ropes to help him walk, but Schenck rushes over and
latches onto his leg from the outside. Beovich struggles in his grasp and
eventually becomes irate. He plasters a boot into Schenck’s
face, causing rabid cheers to emerge from the fans! However, this has given
Giles plenty of time to rise to his feet. He moves over to Beovich and drives
him into the mat with a back suplex. Giles climbs the turnbuckle again, and
taking no chance, flies off it and lands on Beovich with the big splash. The
fans argue, but Giles hooks the leg... One... Two... Three.
Troy: This is absurd! How is anybody supposed to beat a member of the Legacy if
Schenck is always interfering?!
Ferrara: I think that’s exactly what Schenck wants. He is a key player in
helping his clients win and retain belts.
“Control” plays again, and to the dismay of the crowd, the referee hands
the Progressive title back to Giles as Schenck comes into the ring to raise his
hand. They stand tall amongst a fallen Beovich, and an extremely disagreeable
crowd.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 6:37 AND STILL PROGRESSIVE
CHAMPION: DARRIN GILES
SEGMENT III: BACKSTAGE:
The action shifts to the Jumbotron, where it shoes Scott Cornelius
standing by with Anthony Failla.
Cornelius: Failla, I’d like to get your thoughts on-
Failla: (Rips the mic out of Cornelius’ hands.) I
just want to give a warning to the guys in the Seven Deadly Sins. I don’t care
who’s in my way, whether it’s Calysto, Griffin, Tantalus, Solomon, Scythe,
Romeo, or even Jaguar, I am going to dismantle each and every one of you
myself. It’s time the belt went to a man who truly deserves to hold it, and
that time has come. Everyone should already know that I am the franchise of the
PWA, the greatest wrestler of all time. But after tonight, everyone will know
that I am the greatest champion that’s ever lived.
Failla
shoves the mic into Cornelius’ chest before walking
off down the hall. The fans can’t help but boo as Cornelius looks on with
intimidation lingering in his eyes.
SEGMENT IV: MATCH II: JACKIE BACCARO & MIKE GRIECO VS. PAUL
DAWKINS & RENEGADE:
Referee: Dan Martin
Akrobatik's
"Nightfall" begins and the arena lets their jeers be heard as Jackie
Baccaro appears through the curtain. The Californian powerhouse strolls down
the ramp and steps into the ring before taking an egotistical pose on the
turnbuckles. Baccaro jumps down as "Da
Repercussions" by 50 Cent begins and Dee Licious leads Mike Grieco to the
ring. The boos are even louder for Grieco, who is
seemingly desperate to get back on the winning streak he became so used to in
2004.
Troy: This guy is starting to
scare me a little Paul. We saw what he did to Paul Dawkins a few weeks ago,
we've seen his interaction with Dee lately, and his actions against Liz Rush
were downright reprehensible.
Ferrara: Well Grieco has
definitely been on edge ever since dropping the International Title at Revival,
and that definitely does not condone the way he put Liz Rush on the shelf, but
Dawkins and Renegade need to realize how dangerous their opponents are. One slip
up could leave them both laying.
As Grieco climbs into the ring, "Black" by
Sevendust plays and the crowd roars as Paul Dawkins and Renegade step
through the curtain in tandem for the first time in just under two years.
Ferrara: I know that Baccaro and
Grieco have not teamed up for much time, but the last time we saw Paul Dawkins
and Renegade as a team, it was April 8th of 2003. That was 21 months ago. There
is no way they can be as cohesive as they once were after all this time.
Troy: Time will tell.
Dawkins and Renegade make their way down the ramp and climb into the
ring, locking eyes with their opponents quickly. Dan Martin calls for the bell
and Renegade demands to start the matchup as Baccaro
does the same. They lock up in the middle of the ring and Baccaro easily forces
Renegade back into a corner. Martin calls for a break, but Baccaro has other
ideas and takes a forearm shot at Renegade. Renegade manages to duck under it
and escape quickly, pointing to his head as Baccaro fumes from his missed cheap
shot.
They lock up again and this time, Baccaro takes the low road with a
knee to the midsection. He drops a huge forearm across Renegade's back and
whips him hard into the ropes. Baccaro swings a big clothesline, but Renegade
ducks under and hits the other end. Renegade bounces off the ropes again, but
isn't fortunate enough this time, instead catching a big belly-to-belly suplex
from The Rookie of The Year! Baccaro covers for a two count and then tags in a
waiting Grieco.
The former International Champion kicks Renegade hard in the ribs
before posing in his usual muscular style and dropping an elbow on his chest.
Grieco hooks both legs in a cover for 1----2----and Renegade kicks out again.
Grieco sits Renegade up and then plants a knee in his back before wrenching
back on his chin.
Ferrara: With
Grieco using those huge arms to pull back on Renegade's head, we could see a
submission here.
The crowd is chanting for Renegade to get out of the hold, but Grieco's grip remains tight. Using his extensive martial
arts background, Renegade connects with a boot to the bridge of Grieco's nose and the hulking New Yorker releases the hold
to grab it. He goes after Renegade again, but walks right into a drop toe hold
that plants him flat on his face! Grieco gets up with blood beginning to
trickle from his nose and Renegade knocks him down hard with a roundhouse kick
to the head!
Grieco backs to his corner on the mat, but he still makes the tag to
Baccaro. The problem is Dawkins makes the tag at the same time and the building
erupts when Dawkins barges in to tackle Baccaro down to the mat!
Troy: Dawkins is all over Baccaro
now! Take it to him Paul!
Dawkins unleashes a month of frustration and revenge on his former
partner, battering him with punches to the head. Baccaro reaches his feet and
reels backwards into a neutral corner. Dawkins charges at him for a Stinger
Splash and Baccaro moves out of the way quickly to tag Grieco back in. What he
doesn't know is that Dawkins pulled up to cushion the blow, and Baccaro turns
around to be clotheslined over the top rope! Dawkins
runs back over to tag Renegade back in and focuses only on Baccaro from this
point by hitting the ropes and laying Baccaro out with a dazzling suicide tope!
Troy: What a move! Paul Dawkins is
on fire!
Renegade and Grieco meet in the middle of the ring and Renegade begins
lighting him up with a series of kicks that culminates in a spinning jump kick
connecting with Grieco's chin and sending him down.
Grieco is dizzied by the blow and Renegade responds by scooping him up into a
Fireman's Carry. The fired up Renegade turns quickly to the side of the crowd
containing the hard camera, but Grieco's wild
movement connect Dan Martin's face with his boot and sends
the official down hard. Before Grieco can escape, Renegade drops him down
violently on his back to complete the FU Slam! Renegade gets into a cover, but
there is nobody to count the pinfall!
Troy: Renegade nailed the FU, but
Dan Martin is down and out!
Renegade goes over to revive the official, but gets no luck in doing
so. He turns back to keep Grieco down, but Grieco nails him with a low blow
that makes the fans groan in unison. Renegade winces in pain and falls to the
canvas in a heap as Grieco shakes it off and demands for Dee to get him a
chair. Dee looks a bit hesitant to get one, but Grieco raises his voice even
louder and she quickly slides in the chair.
Dawkins and Baccaro are still brawling outside the ring with their back
to the action as Grieco takes the chair and places it around the leg of
Renegade.
Ferrara: Oh, I know what Grieco is
going for right here. If you take Renegade's legs from him, 70% of his attack
is gone.
Troy: He's going to injure another
superstar here!
Ferrara: What is Dee doing?!
Grieco hops up onto the middle turnbuckle to crush the chair against
Renegade's leg, which will surely shatter if he carries out his wish. A
conflicted Dee Licious hops up onto the apron and then climbs into the ring to
get in front of Grieco, begging him not to put someone else out of action!
Grieco demands for her to move, and the crowd roars when she refuses to do so!
Grieco sees Martin beginning to stir and hops down quickly to remove
the chair, avoiding a disqualification. Dee exits the ring looking happy to see
Grieco try to win it fairly as he calls for The Double Powerbomb. Martin gets
to his feet and Grieco gets Renegade in position for the finisher. He lifts him
up, but Renegade finds a way to float over Grieco and roll him into a sunset
flip! Renegade plants both of his legs on top of Grieco's
arms as Martin counts one...two...three!
Troy: Renegade and Dawkins have
won it! Renegade just pinned Grieco!
Ferrara: And he absolutely cannot
believe it!
"Renegade" by Jay-Z and Eminem hits
the PA system and Dawkins knocks Baccaro down hard before running into the ring
to embrace Renegade. Martin raises their arms and they leave in celebration as
Grieco carries a look of disbelief in his eyes. Grieco holds two fingers up to
the official, who in turn, shows him the three count
was accurate. Grieco responds by shoving Martin hard to the ground and the ref
wastes no time in rolling out of the ring and scurrying up the ramp, flying
past an exiting Baccaro on the way. Grieco screams in agony over his latest
defeat and nearly rips out the ring apron before heading towards the commentary
booth.
Troy: Oh no, he's making his way
over here. I'm outta here Paul!
Ferrara: Likewise!
Troy and Ferrara each disengage their headsets and hop into the front
row as Grieco just rips up the table, destroying two of their three TV monitors
in the process. The cameraman gets a little too close as well when taking a
shot of a horrified Dee Licious in the ring, Grieco
rips the camera from his grip and smashes it against the ringpost!
Grieco then demands Dee follow him out of the arena and she does so from a
distance as the crowd boos heavily.
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 8:29: PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE
SEGMENT V: BACKSTAGE:
We come backstage where Nick Cade and Scythe stand in front of a
backdrop with the Forsaken logo.
Cade: Scythe, you know very well that the winner of the Seven Deadly Sins will
be the PWA World Heavyweight Champion. Do you think you can outlast seven other
men in one of the most brutal matches ever created?
Scythe: If you think that facing only seven other men is brutal, you should
never step foot into a Symphony of Destruction match, where you have to be the
last man standing out of twenty nine other men. The last time I was in a
Symphony of Destruction match, I entered at number thirteen and won to become
the PWA Champion. Granted, there are a few differences between that match and
the Seven Deadly Sins, but to me, it’s all about endurance and how long you can
last in the ring. The thing is, I’m not going out there tonight just to outlast
seven other men. This Samurai is going to cut them down and become the PWA
Champion for a second time.
Cade: Determined words from the Modern-Day Samurai. Scythe,
good luck.
SEGMENT VI: MATCH III: DEXTER P. WELLINGTON VS. JUSTICE:
Referee: Jason Church
The camera heads back to
ringside, just in time to find the audience's reaction to "Marriage of
Figaro" by Mozart. They boo loudly, finding their justification in the
appearance of Dexter P. Wellington and his butler, Winston. With a glass of
brandy in hand, Wellington takes a sip from it while walking down to the ring
amongst the sea of people bent on heckling him. He hands the glass to Winston,
who places it on the apron before cleaning the steps for Wellington to climb.
He climbs into the air and looks into the crowd with an appearance of
cockiness.
Ferrara: Where's the respect for this great man?!
Troy: It was left at the door with your judge of character.
Winston lightly claps on the outside as Wellington continues to pose, but
becomes annoyed when "Where Da Hood At" by
DMX plays, bringing out Justice to give the crowd something to cheer about. He
seems entirely focused on Wellington and does not acknowledge the crowd, but it
is easily overlooked as they continue to cheer.
Troy: On the other hand, these people can't stop
cheering for this man!
Ferrara: It's misplaced respect.
Justice opts to pick up some speed and stampedes down the ramp, and then slides
into the ring and steamrolls over Wellington! The crowd can't get enough of it
as Justice continues to stuff Wellington into the corner with the bottom of his
boot. Justice yanks Wellington off the mat and torpedoes him into the opposite
side. Wellington helplessly crashes into the turnbuckle and stumbles back, but
walks into the arms of Justice. In a great show of might, Justice tosses
Wellington like a rag doll with a release belly-to-belly suplex!
Troy: Justice is manhandling Wellington now. If this keeps up, Wellington won't
have a chance at winning this.
Ferrara: Wellington is too rich to lose!
Justice gets up and applies an armbar on Wellington,
who refuses to give in despite the incredible pain. Justice holds it in for
several more moments before becoming frustrated and standing to his feet,
signaling to the crowd for his devastating finisher!
Troy: He's already looking to put Wellington away!
Wellington struggles to his feet, but he's set into position for the Blind
Justice powerbomb. Justice attempts to lift Wellington, but with quick
thinking, Wellington shoves him into the ropes. As Justice comes back, he is
downed with a clothesline. Wellington takes the opportunity to stomp the lift
out of Justice as the crowd begins to boo. He brings Justice back to his feet
and dispenses hard lefts and rights, but Justice dishes
out some of his own. As the battle goes on, Justice gains the advantage and
boots Wellington in the gut, setting him up for the powerbomb for a second
time!
Troy: Wellington got lucky the first time, but I doubt he can get out of this
again.
Ferrara: I wouldn't be so sure about that!
Before he can lift Wellington however, Winston climbs onto the apron. The
referee quickly comes over to get down from the apron, but Winston pours a
glass of brandy and offers it to the referee!
Troy: What's that butler doing?!
Ferrara: That's a stroke of luck! This might be the only chance Jason Church
will have to drink fine brandy!
The referee is utterly confused, but Justice sees through this. He tosses
Wellington to the side and begins to trudge up to Winston on the other side of
the ring, but Welling grabs the glass he had left earlier and shatters it over
Justice's head! Justice falls to the ground, lying among broken glass as Winston
steps off of the apron. When the referee has his attention back to the match,
Wellington puts Justice in the Million Dollar Dream. The referee raises
Justice's arms three times, and immediately calls for the bell.
Troy: Wellington couldn't win this match fairly, so he had to cheat to take it!
Ferrara: Justice turned his back, and that's how he lost the match. If I were
Wellington, I might've done the same thing.
Troy: Might? I KNOW you would have.
"Marriage of Figaro" plays once more as Wellington releases Justice
from the move and raises his arms. Winston steps into the ring and hands the
new glass of brandy to Wellington, who takes a sip of it as the crowd is in
disgust.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 6:02: DEXTER P. WELLINGTON
SEGMENT VII: BACKSTAGE:
The camera cuts backstage, where Rick Madsen is standing by with The
Iceman Jason Calysto.
Madsen:
Jason Calysto, the time is drawing near for the Seven Deadly Sins match,
the second time you’ve competed in such a match. What are you thinking right about now?
Calysto: Well Rick, it’s been a long
road for me, getting here to Forsaken to compete in this Seven Deadly Sins
match. Hell, I wasn’t even in the PWA
last year at Forsaken. I was just weeks
removed from having my career ended and my retirement ruined by a contingent of
The Machine, Tony Annetta and Infernus.
Well, one year later, I’m back in the PWA, and I’ve personally rid the
PWA of all three of them. Now, there’s
only one thing left to do: reclaim the
greatest prize in this industry today, the PWA Championship. I was taken off course by The Machine some 16
months ago. Now, the time has come to
get back on track. Tonight Rick, when it’s
time to shut up and wrestle, the Iceman is gonna prove why he is the best thing
going today. I’m drawing the bottom line
here Rick. The title is coming back
home.
SEGMENT VIII: MATCH
IV: PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP:
SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE © VS. JON DULBERG:
Referee: Billy Vargas
"Not Falling" by Mudvayne begins to
play, getting a highly negative reaction out of the crowd as Jon Dulberg makes
his way to the ring. "The Human Highlight" looks to be as smug as
ever as he climbs into the ring, doing his usual poses that rile up the crowd
even further. A loud blast of fireworks follows and "Footprints" by
Young Buck and 50 Cent begins, bringing the crowd to its feet as Showtime Damon
Savage pops out from behind the curtain. Normally flamboyant and flashy, the
International Champion quickly drops his robe and removes his belt to go right
after Dulberg, who quickly hops out of the ring as Billy Vargas gets in front
of Showtime!
Troy: Showtime isn't wasting any
time here!
Ferrara: He isn't, but Dulberg is
doing the right thing here by slowing this thing down and not letting
Showtime's emotions get into it. If Showtime gets disqualified, Dulberg does
not leave here with the title. Dulberg needs to wrestle Showtime and beat the
champion to get it done tonight.
Showtime cools down as Vargas grabs the belt and holds it high. He then
hands it to the timekeeper, who rings the bell as Dulberg finally climbs back
up the ring steps. The challenger waits on the ring apron and trades some words
with some fans at ringside, but he doesn't take his hands off the top rope,
allowing Showtime to grab the cable and pull it back violently, sending Dulberg
flipping down onto the canvas!
Savage quickly mounts Dulberg, turning his head into hamburger with
punch after punch. Vargas demands his release of the position and Savage
obliges, but he still stays relentless by grabbing Dulberg off the mat and
scoop slamming him back down. Savage hits the ropes with Dulberg still down and
he measures his challenger before planting a solid left fist right between his
eyes! Showtime makes a cover for one....two...and Dulberg kicks out!
Savage gets Dulberg off the mat and forces him back into a corner,
where he connects with a hard slap to the chest before whipping him into the
opposite set of buckles. Dulberg stumbles out a bit, walking right into a
devastating clothesline from the champion! Savage covers again for a count of
one...two...and Dulberg kicks out again!
Troy: Dulberg hasn't gone down
yet, but it is all Showtime right now!
Ferrara: Sure is. Dulberg needs to
get into this match qui---hey, wait a minute. Look who's
back!
Troy: Oh no, we don't need them
out here!
The shot cuts to the ramp, where "Not That" Rodney King,
Vladimir and Natasha Vydrina all step slowly towards the ring. King smiles at
Showtime, who simply nods and goes back to work on Dulberg by backing him into
another corner and mounting the ropes to give him repeated punches to the head.
The crowd counts ten times, one for each blow, before Showtime climbs down and
Dulberg falls flat out on his face. With Dulberg down and out, Showtime looks
to take it home by calling for It’s Showtime!
Troy: I don't know which side
these guys are on, but Showtime doesn't seem to care. He's going for the win
right here and now!
Rodney King takes the title belt from the timekeeper as Savage gets up
to measure Dulberg for It’s Showtime, but Vargas goes
over to demand for King to relinquish the belt. King puts up a fuss,
claiming the title is part his, but the distraction allows Dulberg to break
Showtime's grip with a mule kick to the groin!
Vargas leaves the ring to get in King's face, but while they argue,
King drops the belt on the ground. He slowly backs away and the official is so
incensed with the manager that he follows him to get his point across. On the
urge of Natasha, Vladimir Vydrina picks up the belt and runs into the ring to
level Showtime with the gold, right across the forehead! Showtime falls to the
ground like a ton of bricks and Vydrina scurries out of the ring before leaving
the title back on the ground.
Troy: What the hell is happening
here?! Vydrina just hit Showtime with the title belt!
Ferrara: And Rodney King is pissed
about it!
King leaves Vargas to get right in the face of his Russian charge, who
backs away, claiming he didn't do anything. The cameraman gets in close,
picking up every word they say.
Vydrina: No! No!
Natasha: He do
nothing!
King: The hell you didn't! I saw
you!
Vargas leaves their quarrel alone to get back to the action as the
crowd tries to tell him what happened. But he focuses on the task at hand as
Dulberg shakes the cobwebs to find Showtime flat on his back and motionless in
the middle of the ring. Rodney King begins to walk back up the ramp, washing
his hands of the whole thing and never turning back to see Dulberg lock Savage
in the Seventh Inning Stretch!
Savage's face shows no pain, or consciousness as Dulberg tugs like his
life depends on it. Vargas lifts Showtime's arm once, then twice, and it falls
a third time before he calls for the bell!
Troy: Showtime is out from the
shot with the belt and now Dulberg has stolen it with the help of Vydrina!
Ferrara: And Rodney King is still
walking out of here!
No music plays until Lee Palmer announces Dulberg as the winner and now
two-time International Champion. Upon his
announcement, King stops cold in his tracks and turns around to crack a huge
grin and burst into laughter!
Troy: Oh no. Don't tell me this
was a setup!
Ferrara: Judging from Rodney's
reaction, all of it was!
King makes his way back down the ramp before ordering Dulberg and Vydrina
to go to work on Showtime. Natasha grabs a chair and slides it into the ring as
Vydrina and Dulberg put the boots to the helpless former champion. The bell
rings repeatedly, but it is only ignored as Dulberg holds Savage up for
Vladimir to fold the chair and ram it over and over into the exposed torso of
Showtime.
Blood begins to run from Savage's mouth as a swarm of officials run
down to the ring, but Dulberg swings the belt at them to keep them at bay.
Vydrina yanks Showtime off the mat and grabs him in his huge bearhug, forcing the air from Savage's lungs at a rapid
rate!
Troy: He is squeezing the life out
of Showtime right now!
Ferrara: And he isn't letting go!
The blood of Showtime runs quickly from his mouth and trickles down the
chest of the enraged Russian, who effortlessly swings Savage around like a rag
doll before throwing him down hard to the ground. Rodney King steps through the
ropes and stands over the battered and bloody Showtime before taking out a
handkerchief, wiping his brow with it, and stuffing it inside the crimson mouth
of the man who made him so much money.
LL Cool J's "Mama Said Knock You Out" plays as King raises
the arms of Vladimir Vydrina and Jon Dulberg before the quartet exits to an
incredible amount of boos. Arena security and emergency medical technicians
rush into the ring to tend to Showtime, who is put on a backboard and carted
out of the arena as the fans sit in stunned silence.
Troy: This makes me absolutely
sick! Damn them all for what they just did to the guy that put them all on the
map!
Ferrara: Calm down Vic.
Troy: I can't calm down! They have
seriously hurt this man tonight! Showtime's ribs must all be broken after that
attack! He didn't even look like he was breathing! Dammit!
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 13:37 AND NEW INTERNATIONAL
CHAMPION: JON DULBERG
SEGMENT IX:
BACKSTAGE:
The camera cuts backstage, where Traci Reed is standing with Greg
Tantalus.
Reed:
Greg Tantalus, we are just minutes away now. What is going through your head right now, as
we grow closer to the Seven Deadly Sins?
Tantalus: One thing Traci. I’M GONNA BEAT GRIFFIN’S ASS! Listen, I want to be world champion as much
as the next guy, but I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t want to put Griffin
in his place and eliminate him from this damn match. His selfishness ruined a great team in TFU,
and for months, I’ve been trying to pay him back for all the wrong he did
me. He turned my own sister against me,
for crying out loud. Once he involved
family in this, this became about way more than TFU. He and I go back a long, long way, and
tonight is just the next chapter. He’s
pinned me twice since we parted ways as a team, but that streak will not
continue tonight. Tonight, right here in
the Seven Deadly Sins match, I’m gonna…
Just
then, Hollywood Mike Griffin walks on set.
Griffin:
(smugly) You’re gonna what?
Tantalus’
face then turns to stone and he gets right in Griffin’s face.
Tantalus:
I’m gonna take you out, punk.
Griffin: (smiling) Try it. You’re a loser Greg. You can’t beat me. Not now.
Not ever. You say you’re gonna
take me out? I say… prove it.
The
staredown continues as we head back to the ring.
SEGMENT X: MATCH
V: PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: GATES OF HELL MATCH:
THE LOST SOULS © VS. THE NATURALS VS. DEAN NASH &
DAMIEN FIELDS:
Referee:
Matt Hansen
The ring crew works on the mat, wiping the blood from it with oversized
towels as Lee Palmer gets back in to announce the next matchup.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is
the Gates of Hell match and it is for the PWA World Tag Team Championship! This match is decided round-robin style,
under double-elimination rules. The
order of the three teams participating in the match has already been
chosen and two teams will start, with the winning team remaining in the ring,
and the losing team taking a short break.
Then, the third team will emerge to battle the winner of the first
match. The match will continue as such
until two teams have two losses, at which point the remaining team will be
declared the PWA World Tag Team Champions!
Now introducing the first participants!
"A Violent Reaction" by American Head Charge begins and the boos pour in as The Lost Souls step out onto the ramp.
Palmer: At
a total combined weight of 442 pounds, the team of Speed Demon and Reaper, they
are the PWA World Tag Team Champions, they are The Lost Souls!
Reaper and Speed Demon walk down to the ring to a chorus of boos from
the capacity crowd and each carries an annoyed look on their faces, knowing it
will be even harder to defeat the two teams they beat at Revival on this night.
Ferrara: I know The Lost Souls are
not happy about this match. They already beat Nash, Fields and The Naturals to win the titles at Revival, but that was just
one fall. Tonight, the only way to leave with the gold is for the opposition to
lose two times. That doesn't favor the champs one bit.
As they wait in the ring, The Prodigy's "Spitfire" hits and
the fans roar with approval.
Palmer: And
their opponents, from Phoenix, Arizona and Hollywood, Florida, respectively, at
a total combined weight of 435 pounds, the team of Damien Fields and Dynamite
Dean Nash!
The former Tag Team Champions look pumped for their opportunity to
reclaim the gold and they slide into the ring to quickly hop up on the turnbuckles.
This proves to be a big mistake as the opportunistic Lost Souls blast each from
behind!
Speed Demon clubs Fields over the top rope and out of the ring, leaving
him laying on the arena floor and Dean Nash alone in the ring. Nash manages to
fight off Reaper for a few seconds, but The Lost Souls make sure to do their
damage quickly by connecting with New Dawn Rising! Speed Demon gets into a
quick cover and Hansen counts to three!
Ferrara: Just like that, The Lost
Souls hang a loss on Nash and Fields!
Troy: They knew they needed to
strike early and they did. The Lost Souls don't have a championship advantage,
but they do have the advantage of participating in a Gates of Hell match
before. They knew not to waste any time, but I'm sure Fields and Nash will do
it differently their next time around.
As Fields and Nash recover and make their way back up the ramp, Tom Petty's "All Or Nothin" plays and Justin Schenck leads The Naturals
down the ramp. Greg Price's triple threat win on Frequency allowed them to come
in last, but with the quickness of the Lost Souls' victory, one has to question
their real advantage as the former titleholders slide into the ring.
Knowing to wrestle rather than mix it up with the champions, Price
waits for Reaper to exit and leave Speed Demon to start the match. The bell
sounds and they lock up in the middle of the ring. Price quickly locks on a
side headlock, but it is broken once Demon shoves him off to the ropes.
Price bounces back and ducks under a clothesline, but cannot avoid the
running neckbreaker that Speed Demon delivers on his
return. Demon covers for one...two...Price kicks out, but Anthony breaks up the
attempt for good measure. Hansen gets Anthony back in his corner, allowing
Reaper to tag into the match.
Reaper gets into the ring and bum rushes Price back into a neutral
corner. He connects with three shoulder blocks to the gut before Irish whipping
him hard into the opposite end. Price hits with some force, but not nearly the
same force that Reaper hits the ringpost with when he
charges at Price and misses! Reaper stumbles backwards and Price rolls him up.
Reaper nearly escapes, but Price grabs Schenck's hand
for leverage as Hansen counts to three!
Ferrara: Tack on a loss for the
champs!
Troy: Thanks to Justin Schenck, The Naturals are now the only team without a loss. They
could eliminate Nash & Fields next!
The Lost Souls try to go after The Naturals and put up a fight as they exit, leaving The Naturals wide open for an attack from the
rejuvenated Nash & Fields! Nash and Price are the legal men, and Nash backs
Price into a corner before sending him flying out with a huge monkey flip!
With Price down on his back, Nash quickly heads up to the top rope. He
readies himself for his Diving Dragon Splash and takes off, but Price rolls
away and he misses! Both Nash and Price are down on the mat, needing tags
badly. The Naturals are first to connect, but Nash soon brings in Fields
to a big ovation!
Troy: Fields and Anthony now, both
men are fresh here!
Fields and Anthony quickly come to blows and Fields takes the advantage
in little time. He backs Anthony up to the ropes and tries a back body drop,
but Anthony scouts it and scores with a big elbow to the back of his head.
Fields goes down hard and Schenck yells for Anthony to finish him off.
Anthony gets Fields up and into position for The Flatliner,
but before he can complete the leg sweep, Fields shoves him back into the
ropes. Anthony bounces off, right into a huge Diamond Cutter from Fields!
Troy: Diamond Cutter!
Ferrara: Their backs are against
the wall, they need this win right here and now!
Fields makes a cover on Anthony and gets one...two...three!
Troy: Yes! Damien Fields hit The
Diamond Cutter in the bottom of the ninth and now they get their second crack
at The Lost Souls!
Ferrara: Now every team has a
loss, meaning someone is going home here!
The champions rush back down to the ring before The Naturals even make
their exit. Within moments, Reaper is back in the ring to pound away on Fields.
He shoots Fields to the ropes and takes him down with a powerslam
that he keeps in a pin attempt, but he only gets a two count.
Reaper looks to wear down Fields with a sleeperhold,
but Fields runs forward and ducks low, jacking Reaper's jaw across the top
turnbuckle! Reaper falls to the mat and Nash calls for a tag, but Fields waves
him off and heads up the ropes for what appears to be a moonsault.
Fields is ready to deliver, but Speed Demon shakes the ropes and he slips, straddling
him across the turnbuckle!
Ferrara: Ouch! That hurts like you
wouldn't believe.
Troy: I can imagine.
Ferrara: No you can't.
Fields falls backwards, but his leg hooks across the turnbuckle, effectively
tying him in the tree of woe! Reaper gets off the mat and charges right at
Fields, avalanching him hard against the turnbuckles! With Fields still tied
up, Reaper grabs him right out of that position and carries him before dropping
him right on his head with The Passed Judgment Piledriver!
Reaper makes a cover and Nash tries to break it up, but he is thwarted
by Speed Demon as Hansen counts to three!
Ferrara: Fields and Nash are outta here!
Troy: That leaves The Lost Souls defending the titles against The Naturals,
one fall to a finish now!
Price and Anthony run back to the ring, with Schenck pulling up the
rear as a dejected Nash and Fields leave ringside. Speed Demon starts this
match along with Kris Anthony, the man who took the fall in their encounter
with Fields and Nash. The Natural is faring much better this time, taking the
fight to a worn down Speed Demon with clubbing blows to the back and a big DDT. Anthony covers for one...two....and Demon finds a
way to kick out!
Anthony makes a tag to Greg Price, who instantly grabs Demon's legs for
his Boston Crab. Demon spins his torso and the momentum sends Price flipping
back towards his corner. Demon looks to make a tag, but Anthony tags himself
back in and grabs him by the boot to prevent the change.
Both men struggle to their feet and begin trading blows. Demon takes
over and floors Anthony with a big right hand. Justin Schenck hops up onto the
ring apron, hoping to buy enough time for Anthony to recover. Demon goes over
to grab The Legacy's leader by the collar, but he realizes he is playing right
into The Naturals' hands. He turns around to find an oncoming Kris Anthony, but
he ducks his rush and Anthony collides with Schenck, sending him down to the
arena floor! Anthony puts his hands on his head in angst, but turns around to
get a boot to the midsection and an incredible Demonzier!
Speed Demon makes a cover and hooks both legs for 1----2---3!
Troy: The Lost Souls win it!
Ferrara: They beat both teams to
get it done, but The Lost Souls retain the titles!
Troy: Justin Schenck is irate!
"A Violent Reaction" replays as The Lost Souls are handed
their belts. They exit the ring quickly, exhausted as a frustrated Schenck
pounds the canvas to show his anger over their missed opportunity.
WINNERS AT 20:37 AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: THE LOST SOULS