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SEGMENT 1: INTRODUCTION:
A video package airs, highlighting events that took place
last week on Frequency, with Jaguar and Anthony Failla appearing to have pinned
each other and no decision being rendered in the World Championship match.
The opening credits then roll as
Ferrara: Not only that Troy, it’s gonna
come sooner than later! Look, Kerry Cox
is already in the ring!
SEGMENT 2: RINGSIDE:
Indeed, PWA commissioner Kerry Cox is already standing in the center
of the ring, holding the PWA World Championship belt in his grasp as he begins
speaking into a microphone.
Cox:
Alright folks, it’s time to get down to business here tonight. You know why I’m in the ring right now, but
just in case you don’t, have a look at this video tape from last week’s show,
the conclusion of the world title match between the champion Jaguar, and the
challenger Anthony Failla:
Jaguar tucks Failla's arm behind him to
set up for The Carrjack, but before he can be lifted, Failla slips out of it.
He grabs Jaguar around the waist and begins forcing him towards a corner, but
Jaguar drops to the canvas, allowing Failla zero protection as he hits the
turnbuckles chest-first. Failla stumbles backwards and Jaguar gets him in a
waistlock before taking him back and down with a huge German Suplex! Both men
hit the canvas hard and Stevens counts one.....two.....three! The official
calls for the bell, but carries a look of shock and confusion on his face as he
does so.
Palmer: Ladies and
gentlemen, senior official Tom Stevens has informed me that the winner of this
match....and NEW PWA World Heavyweight Champion, Anthony Failla!
Failla wipes out the cobwebs and grabs the
title away from the timekeeper, but can't go anywhere as the senior assistant
referee Matt Hansen blazes a trail down the ramp and to the ring. Hansen climbs
in and waives off Stevens' call, and he raises Jaguar's arm to an immense
ovation!
Stevens stands dumbfounded, but Hansen grabs
the belt away from Failla and hands it back to Jaguar as Palmer gets back on
the mic.
Palmer: Ladies and
gentlemen, there has been a correction. Here is your winner and STILL PWA World
Heavyweight Champion, Jaguar!
Stevens and Failla both disagree with the
call while Hansen and Jaguar disagree with that call. Kerry Cox rushes down to
the ring to consult with both officials, but their conference doesn't get
anywhere fast.
The camera then returns to live action.
Cox:
As you can see, there is a substantial argument that can be made for
both men to have won this match, which is why I opted to take a long time in
figuring out exactly who to declare the winner.
So, I’d like to ask both participants in last week’s championship match
to come out here right now.
Moments later, “Shoot Outs” by Jadakiss and Styles P. hits and Anthony
Failla makes his way to the ring to a chorus of boos. Failla stares Cox down as he enters the
ring. After that, “Real Big” by Mannie
Fresh hits and the crowd roars as Jaguar emerges. Jaguar does not look to be his normal jovial
self as he enters the ring, clearly wanting a resolution to this championship
situation, and wanting the title to remain around his waist.
Cox:
Alright guys, after extensive deliberation, and extensive viewing of the
videotape, I have come to a clear and unwavering conclusion. The conclusion that I have drawn is that
while it appeared one of Anthony Failla’s shoulders were up, it in fact was
NOT, and, upon further review, I can tell that Jaguar’s left shoulder was about
half an inch off the mat as the referee counted three. Therefore, my ruling is that the winner of
last week’s main event and STILL PWA Champion… Jaguar!
The fans cheer wildly as Cox hands the championship belt to Jaguar and
Failla erupts with fury. As the arguing
continues, Metallica’s “Sad But True” suddenly bursts onto the speakers,
confusing the crowd. However, moments
later the fans begin to cheer as the owner of the PWA, Bryan Conroy, makes his
way to the ring alongside an attractive brunette businesswoman.
Ferrara: We haven’t seen the owner of
this company in about five months, thanks to injuries inflicted on him by
Solomon. Kerry Cox has been running the
company in his absence, but it appears that Mr. Conroy is back!
Conroy, who is carrying a briefcase, and the woman enter the ring. Neither appears to be very pleased. Conroy asks for a microphone from ringside
and receives it.
Conroy:
First of all Kerry, I leave you in charge and this is what happens? A circus?
Cox:
Conroy: Am I Kerry? You know, in all the weeks that I oversaw the
daily operation of this company, I didn’t let the fans go home without knowing
who their world champion was. That’s a
poor business move, and it’s a poor reflection on my company.
Cox: Well
Conroy: Oh really? Well, you may be right, you may have more
power in this company than you’ve ever had before, but let’s not forget who the
boss is around here. The reason I’m here
though is not to chastise you. It’s to
discuss your decision to proclaim Jaguar the champion. The woman I have here with me is Ms. Helen Summers,
the president of the ORA, the Organization of Responsible Advertisers. In case you’ve forgotten Kerry, the ORA is the
PWA’s principle advertiser, without whose sponsorship we would not be able to
remain afloat. So, naturally, Ms. Summers’
opinion is of great interest to me, and as commissioner of this company, it
should be to you as well.
Conroy then hands the microphone to Ms. Summers, who begins speaking.
Summers: Now, while I respect the opinion of this
company’s commissioner, I have no choice but to take great offense to the
decision to retain Jaguar as champion. I
have videotape proof that shows that Anthony Failla’s shoulders were up,
whereas Jaguar’s were down, clearly showing that Failla should be the champion,
not Jaguar. Roll the footage.
A new angle of the footage, once that seems to be spliced airs. The crowd smells a rat.
Cox:
Are you kidding?! That footage
was obviously doctored!
Conroy: Are you questioning Ms. Summers’
integrity?!
Cox: Yes! I am!
Summers: Excuse me, but I do not have to
stand for this. If my integrity is to be
questioned, then I will have no problem pulling all ORA sponsorship from this
company!
Conroy: No, no, no! Please!
We will not lose that sponsorship.
In fact, Ms. Summers, I agree with you.
The footage you have shown clearly indicates that Anthony Failla is the
world champion. Jaguar, hand him the belt.
Failla smiles, but Jaguar refuses to relinquish it. Kerry Cox, however, steps in.
Cox:
Ms. Summers then speaks again.
Summers:
Regardless of whether or not you override it, the ORA is recognizing
Anthony Failla as the world champion, and if the PWA does not do the same, we
will pull our sponsorship.
Cox: I’m not overriding the decision.
Conroy: You know, Kerry, I thought it
would come to this. I hoped it wouldn’t,
but I was prepared. You see this
suitcase? What’s inside this suitcase is
a belt. A new belt. A new world championship belt. I feared that you might not overturn the
decision, and you might keep Jaguar recognized as PWA Champion. However, if the ORA is recognizing Anthony
Failla as champion, so am I.
Conroy then opens the suitcase, revealing a new championship belt, and
hands it to a smiling Failla as the crowd boos.
Conroy:
Now, Anthony Failla is OFFICIALLY recognized as World Heavyweight
Champion by the ORA, and I am now officially sanctioning this championship as
an official PWA title. You won’t give in
Kerry? Fine. Now, we have TWO world champions.
Summers: This is acceptable as far as
the ORA is concerned.
Conroy: Excellent. Anthony Failla, this championship will be
christened the ORA World Championship, and you are its first champion. You will make your first title defense at
Salvation against an opponent to be named and…
Suddenly, “Parabola” by TOOL blasts onto the speakers and Hollywood Mike
Griffin appears at the top of the ramp with a microphone.
Griffin:
Alright, let me get this straight… there’s a new world championship
around here, and there’s no one to challenge for it at Salvation? Hmm, let me see… Salvation, in
Conroy: Actually
Then, out of nowhere, “Heaven’s a Lie” by Lacuna Coil hits and Greg
Tantalus appears at the top of the ramp with a microphone.
Tantalus:
No way. No way! Not after all the bullshit he’s used to beat
me over the last few months, time and time again!
Tantalus: You don’t deserve a shot at
ANY title and you know it!
Cox: Hold up. You just gave me a great idea. Bryan, I don’t know what you guys are trying
to pull, but you may be able to sanction this title, that’s fine. But I can certainly sign a number one
contender’s match for it. Since there’s
no pre-established rankings for this title, there’s nothing to work off
of. But, I know these people want to see
it, and there’s no reason the ORA wouldn’t want to see it, so I’m signing a
match for next week in Australia, Mike Griffin vs. Greg Tantalus, with the
winner challenging Anthony Failla for this ORA Championship at Salvation!
Troy: That’s huge!
Conroy: Fine, Kerry. Maybe you can do that. But now that I’m back in town, I can sign a
main event for tonight. And Greg
Tantalus, since you were so antsy to come out here and complain about Griffin
getting a title shot, you can team with the so-called PWA Champion Jaguar
tonight to face the real champion Anthony Failla and your pal Mike Griffin… oh,
by the way… they’ll have a partner and it’ll be a handicapped match. Their partner is a guy that hasn’t quite made
it to the building yet, but he’ll be here.
And the guy I’m talking about is Romeo.
That is all gentlemen.
With that, “Sad But True” hits and we take our first commercial break.
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SEGMENT 3: MATCH 1:
CAMIEKO VS. JADE:
Referee:
Dan Martin
The crowd cheers when Aaliyah‘s “Hot Like Fire” begins playing,
and Camieko makes her appearance for the Continental Airlines Arena crowd. Once
she climbs into the ring, Camieko climbs onto the turnbuckles and poses for the
crowd, until “Zerospace” by Kidneythieves begins playing, and Jade arrives to a
positive reaction. Jade receives her fair share of cheers, and she gladly
accepts the reception.
Jade steps into the ring and briefly poses for the crowd before the bell
sounds. Camieko and Jade stare across the ring at each other before nodding,
promising to give their best to the other. They circle the ring and lock up
hard in the center, with Jade obtaining the advantage and muscling Camieko into
the corner. The referee calls for a clean break, which Jade gives. She backs off,
allowing Camieko to regain her bearings. They lock up in the middle of the ring
again, and Jade begins to push Camieko back, but her efforts are reversed when
Camieko uses her momentum and spins her into the corner! Before Jade knows what
happened, Camieko slaps her hard across the chest!
Ferrara: Oh, that’s got to hurt.
Jade stumbles out of the corner, but right into Camieko’s waiting arms. She
lifts Jade up and sends her hurling into the mat with a face buster! Camieko
goes for the pin cover immediately after, but only gets a two count. Camieko
gets up with an undaunted expression, as she signals for the St. Kinard Splash!
Camieko drags Jade into place and climbs the turnbuckles, but Jade is already
stirring. Seeing this, Camieko leaps off when Jade is on her feet, but Jade
scouts it and slams Camieko face first into the canvas! The crowd cringes and
sees that they have a winner when Jade goes for the pin.
The referee gets in position to count... One... Two... and Jade is given a
chair shot across the back by the Women’s Champion, who rushed in from the
crowd!
Troy: Keiko Ishida just came out of nowhere to interrupt this match, but why?!
The referee immediately calls for the bell, but Keiko Ishida continues to lay
out both Jade and Camieko. With Jade on the ground, Ishida cracks Camieko
across the back, causing her to writhe about. The audience is sickened by this
display, as Ishida raises the chair high. “Samurai” by Juno Reactor hits, and
boos pour down on the Women’s Champion.
WINNER AT
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SEGMENT 4: BACKSTAGE:
The Jumbotron shows a tight shot of the stoic face of Greg
Tantalus, but the crowd pops huge once the camera pans to the right to show
Jaguar staring directly at him in their locker room.
Tantalus: I don't know how we got into this man, I don't
know what to say.
Jaguar: Don't say anything Greg. We're in the match and
that's that. We have to go out there and fight three of the best in the business
and we don't have anyone else on our side. Now I'm gonna make this as clear as
possible. We have never been in a team by ourselves ever, and I'm not
gonna sit up here and say you are my favorite guy because I flat-out do not
like you at all, but I'm telling you I need you tonight. We can't go out there
and worry about getting killed, we have to go out there to win this match. So
are you with me tonight or are you not?
Tantalus: Jag, you don't have to like me. Not many people
do. But every time I head to that ring, I head out there to win. So your answer
is yes. I'm with you tonight.
Jaguar: That's all I wanted to hear. I'll see you out
there.
Jaguar exits the room towards the trainer's room, leaving Tantalus
fired up for their match later on tonight.
SEGMENT 5: BACKSTAGE:
The camera cuts backstage, where Commissioner Cox is with Evander
“The Real Deal” Holyfield.
Cox:
So have you come to a decision yet?
Holyfield: I’m still going back and
forth, Kerry. Eleven days is not a lot of
time.
Cox: I know, it isn’t. And don’t take offense when I say that I’m
concerned about your health and well-being.
Vydrina is a dangerous man, a man you know very little about.
Holyfield: You’re probably right,
Kerry. But man, does my career need a
jolt right now. I’ve been in such a
slump. Do you know what it would do for
me to take this punk down in
Cox: But what happens if you lose? Or worse yet… what happens if you get
destroyed?
Holyfield: Kerry, no disrespect, but I
am Evander Holyfield, a four-time heavyweight champion. I can still go in that boxing ring, and if I
had time, this wouldn’t be an issue. I
just don’t know if I can afford to let this one slip away.
Holyfield then pats Cox on the back and heads to the ring.
Cox:
(to himself) I don’t know if you can afford not to.
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SEGMENT 6: RINGSIDE:
Back from commercial, a table is set up in the ring. Vladimir Vydrina is seen sitting at the
table, alongside his wife and interpreter Natasha. Not That Rodney King is standing in the ring
with a microphone.
King:
Alright ladies and gentlemen, the time has come! Do you want to see a boxing match at
Salvation? I do! Now, we’re about to find out if Evander
Holyfield has the guts to give you what you all want to see. Evander, come on out here and let’s hear your
decision!
Moments later, the fans begin cheering loudly as “When the Spirit of the
Lord” by Fred Hammond hits and Evander “The Real Deal” Holyfield makes his way
to the ring. Holyfield has a serious
look on his face as he steps inside and confronts Rodney King.
King:
Well what’s it gonna be Holyfield?
These people are waiting.
Holyfield looks over at Vydrina, who picks up a pen and signs the
contract. He then pushes the contract
toward Holyfield, who stares at it.
King:
We don’t have all day, Holyfield!
Are you in, or are you out?!
Holyfield grabs the contract and, after some lengthy deliberation, grabs a
pen and signs the contract!
King: It is official!
Holyfield stands in front of the table, staring down
Vydrina, who stands up and stares back at him.
Vydrina then takes the table and effortlessly flings it out of the ring,
getting right in Holyfield’s face! The
two continue the staredown as the fans clamor for them to go at it. However, King gets between them, making sure
they don’t touch before the fight.
King:
That’s it! The contract is
signed, the fight is delivered! Next
Tuesday night, we will have a press conference, live from
The staredown continues through all of this, and continues
as we take another commercial break.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #4 --
SEGMENT 7: MATCH
2: BISHOP CROSS & DEXTER P.
WELLINGTON VS. SCYTHE & JUSTICE:
Referee:
Jason Church
Mozart's "Marriage of Figaro" begins to play and the
audience boos, as it represents a man that is disgusted by many people. The
arrogant Dexter P. Wellington arrives to a chorus of boos, as he is followed by
his butler, Winston.
Once he climbs inside, "Where Da Hood At" by DMX
plays next and the crowd cheers loudly for Justice. As he walks down the ramp,
he locks eyes with
Scythe meets up with Justice at the bottom of the ramp. With a nod to each
other, both men simultaneously slide into the ring and all Hell breaks loose.
Scythe and Cross do battle with each other, while Justice and
They exchange fists with each other until
Troy: Oh boy, talk about throwing oil on the fire.
Scythe and Cross step into the ring and they trade glares. In the next
instant, both men charge into each other and engage in a technical exchange.
They each find ways to counter the others maneuver, and at the end of a
stalemate, Scythe and Cross back off each other to rethink their strategies.
Scythe goes for a suplex, but Cross manages to slip out and land behind Scythe
and grab hold of him. Cross plants Scythe into the canvas with a German suplex.
The small opening is just what Cross needed to begin battering Scythe’s body
with heavy stomps. Cross lifts Scythe off the mat, but the Modern-Day Samurai
tries to battle back by whipping Cross into the corner. However, Cross reverses
the whip and torpedoes Scythe into his own corner. Justice seizes the
opportunity and tags himself back into the match. Justice steps back into the
ring, but Cross goes right to work on him. Cross and Justice battle back and
forth, but Justice begins to stun Cross with hard chops across the chest to the
delight of the crowd!
Seeing his partner in trouble,
Justice slowly rises to his feet, but Cross has been given ample time to
recover. Before Justice can react, Cross annihilates him with his devastating
Crossfire finisher. With Justice on the mat, Cross quickly goes for the cover.
The referee counts... One... Two... Yes, three.
“Phantom of the Opera Overture” plays once more, and
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT
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