A
video package airs, highlighting events that took place three nights ago, live
on pay-per-view at PWA Salvation, where The Iceman Jason Calysto went through
Romeo, Hollywood Mike Griffin, and Jackie Baccaro, all in one night to become a
three-time PWA World Heavyweight Champion, winning his record-tying eighth
world championship just short of three years after his last and sending a jolt
of energy through the Superdome in Sydney, Australia. From there, “By_Myslf” by
Hosemann: It certainly is,
Troy: That wasn’t all that happened at Salvation though, Scott, as Showtime
Damon Savage retained the International Championship in a breathtaking ladder
match with Progressive Champion Dexter P. Wellington, Morgan Day successfully
defended the Women’s Championship against Keiko Ishida, Solomon earned a
disqualification victory over Jonathan Brett, and perhaps most surprisingly, a
very conflicted Scythe started his tag team championship match against Paul
Dawkins and Renegade, and refused to tag Bishop Cross into the match. He went
the match alone, was beaten, and was then subject to a vicious assault from the
Army of the Damned at the conclusion of the bout.
Hosemann: He sure was,
Hosemann: And we did say Paul Ferrara, folks, as our
CEO Kerry Cox is not here tonight, attending to some personal business.
Troy: So that means my former colleague Paul Ferrara is in full control
tonight, which means this should be a wild ride!
Hosemann: It sure should,
The camera
shows Nick Cade standing in the ring, microphone in tow.
Cade: Ladies and gentlemen, please
welcome the former PWA World Heavyweight Champion, Jackie Baccaro!
The fans begin booing loudly as “Things Done Changed” by Notorious BIG hits
the speakers and a sour looking Jackie Baccaro makes his way to the ring,
alone. Baccaro — having since Saturday shed his long locks for a shorter hairdo
— looks to be in an extremely bad mood as he heads down the aisle and steps
into the ring.
Cade: Jackie, what do you
have to say following what has to be an extremely disappointing night this past
Saturday at Salvation? And, I can’t help but notice, but where is Vulture?
Baccaro
glares at Cade with a hateful glance, and rips the microphone away from him.
Baccaro: Don’t worry about where Vulture
is right now, Cade, worry about me. This has nothing to do with Vulture, and
all to do with Jackie Baccaro. Nick, I’ve been screwed by Jaguar and Greg
Tantalus, I’ve been screwed by PWA management, and I’ve been screwed by the
fans. Everybody knows that I am the rightful champion of the PWA, and right
now, Jason Calysto is running around with my title, claiming to be the
champion. Well Calysto, you’re not fooling anybody. You beat me at Salvation on
a FLUKE! I shouldn’t have even had to defend the title in a tournament like
that, much less try to win back a belt that I never lost! The whole thing was
BOGUS! And now, to make matters worse, Jaguar and Greg Tantalus are wrestling
tonight for the title shot at Requiem?! I was screwed out of the title, and now
I’m being pushed out of the damn title picture! All I need is one shot at
Calysto and the title will be back around my waist, guaranteed, but Cox and
Ferrara are so consumed with moving me out of the title picture, that you’re
going to get crap like Jaguar and Tantalus tonight, and it’s not right! I
should be challenging Calysto for the title at Requiem, not them, because the
title should still be around my waist!
Cade: But don’t you think that’s something your manager should have taken care
of? And not for nothing, Baccaro, but you DID tap out to Calysto at Salvation,
making him absolutely the rightful champion in the eyes of all of these people,
my eyes included.
Enraged, Baccaro turns around and flattens the announcer Cade with a
furious clothesline!
Hosemann: Baccaro felt disrespected, and he’s going to make poor Nick Cade feel
that disrespect right here!
Baccaro
lifts Cade up and screams in his face, before hoisting him up for the Baccaro
Bomb! However, with Cade in the air, the PWA Champion Jason Calysto storms down
the aisle to the joy of the crowd, making a beeline for Baccaro! Calysto enters
the ring, and Baccaro immediately throws Cade at the champion! Calysto catches
him and places Cade down, but when he does so, Baccaro charges and nearly takes
Calysto’s head off with a furious big boot! The fans boo loudly, and Baccaro
picks Calysto up and heaves him shoulder-first into the steel ringpost! Then,
as the Iceman gets up, Baccaro grabs the championship belt and plasters Calysto
in the skull with it! With the fans now sufficiently furious, Baccaro lifts
Calysto again and this time flattens him with a furious Baccaro Bomb! The
former champion then lifts the championship belt high, to a chorus of boos,
before tossing it down onto Calysto and spitting down on him as well. “Things
Done Changed” hits the speakers and Baccaro, still wearing a menacing scowl,
exits to the back.
Troy: Jackie Baccaro is NOT in a good
mood here tonight, Scott!
Hosemann: He sure isn’t, and Vulture not being ringside to keep him in check, I
think, has a
Hosemann: I don’t know, Troy, but I think there’s more here than meets the eye.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from
break, we see the PWA commissioner Paul Ferrara in his office, talking on his
cell phone.
The door
opens, and a backstage attendant leads Dee Licious, Jade, Liz Rush, and Camieko
into the office.
Dee: What’s going on, Paul?
Jade: Yeah
Liz: You wanted to see us?
Camieko: All of us?
Jade: I like the sound of that.
Ferrara: … in a bikini contest, and I’M going to be
the judge!
All four
ladies groan and scowl as
Camieko: You’re a pervert, Ferrara, you
know that?
The women all leave disgusted and
The camera
cuts back to ringside, where “The Mirror” by Dream Theater plays over the
speakers and Tony Annetta makes his way to the ring to a respectable ovation.
Hosemann: I can’t believe it,
Hosemann: I mean, how come I wasn’t invited to be a judge?!
Troy: Oh, lord.
Annetta
stretches himself out in the ring, and then “Quake 1” by Nine Inch Nails
invades the speakers, and the fans begin booing loudly as Jonathan Brett makes
his way to the ring, accompanied by manager Walter Gindin. Gindin takes his
place on the outside, and Brett enters the ring, immediately going after
Annetta, prompting the bell to sound as he unloads on him with hard rights and
lefts.
* JONATHAN BRETT VS. TONY ANNETTA *
Referee: Jason Church
Annetta
tries to cover up as Brett wails on him, but Brett appears to be in an ornery
mood as he lets loose. Brett pounds Annetta hard into
the corner, and then whips him, launching him across the ring. Annetta is slow
to his feet, and when he does rise, Brett backs up a few steps, and then
unloads on him with a swift boot to the jaw, flooring him. Brett then whips
Annetta into the ropes, but Annetta ducks under a clothesline as he returns,
hits the opposite ropes, and staggers Brett with a clothesline!
Brett
bends but does not break, so Annetta tries again, nailing Brett with a hard shoulderblock
that nearly accomplishes its task. Annetta hits the ropes again, but this time,
Brett catches him and destroys him with a furious sidewalk slam! The fans
grimace at the impact, and Brett then sets him up. Annetta is slow to his feet,
but when he does rise, Brett grabs him by the throat and destroys him with a
furious chokeslam! Brett covers… one, two, three.
Hosemann: A valiant effort by Tony Annetta here, but Jonathan Brett was just
too much for him tonight.
The fans
boo as “Quake 1” hits, but Gindin instructs Brett to continue the assault. Brett
lifts up Annetta and prepares to unload another furious chokeslam, but “Hear
Me” by Darkseed explodes onto the speakers, and the Australian crowd goes
ballistic!
Hosemann: And he looks to be in a foul mood!
Solomon
charges down to the ring and Brett and Gindin quickly escape. The Alaskan
Monster beckons them back into the ring as his former manager and partner
escape through the crowd. The fans cheer Solomon wildly as we take another
commercial break.
* WINNER VIA PINFALL:
JONATHAN BRETT *
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
We return
from commercial backstage, where we see Vulture and the PWA Women’s Champion
Morgan Day engaged in a conversation in front of the exit to the parking lot,
both smiling.
Morgan: Dinner was absolutely fantastic.
Who would have thought they’d have great Lebanese food in
Vulture: Yeah well I heard about this place Chez Laila, and I heard it was
great, and I’m glad it didn’t let us down. I think we’re a little late though.
What time is it?
Morgan: (looks at her watch and widens her eyes) Uh oh.
Vulture: Oh well. You don’t have a match tonight, and neither does Jackie, I
checked with him earlier today. So I’m sure everything is fine. I guess this is
where we part for the night?
Morgan: I guess so. Until tomorrow?
Vulture: I’ll call you later on tonight, after I get back to the hotel. Jackie
and I have some…
Suddenly,
Jackie Baccaro, dressed in street clothes, charges over, grabs Vulture by the
shirt, and violently shoves him up against the wall!
Baccaro: What the hell is wrong with
you?! This is what you do?! This is why you’re not here?! Because you’re hanging
out with this tramp?!
Morgan: Jackie, back off him!
Baccaro, with his right hand, pie-faces Morgan and shoves her to the
ground, where she hits her head! Morgan writhes in pain on the ground as
Baccaro gets in Vulture’s face, pressing his forearm against his throat.
Baccaro: (shouting) What’s
going on here, huh?! All day, you’re not at the building, and I can’t get a
hold of you, and I lost my spot as number one contender! It’s gone, and you as
my manager are responsible for it being here! Jaguar and Tantalus are about to
fight for the damn spot! You kept telling me not to worry about the damn
tournament, well now it’s over and my title is gone! It’s gone and I’m not
getting the opportunity to get it back! Maybe if you were here tonight, I’d
HAVE that shot, but where are you?! You’re out with friggin’ Morgan Day! Morgan
Day, who I absolutely HATE, and who I gave you an ultimatum about when you
managed us both! What’s going on there, huh?! I want answers, Vulture! I want
answers next week, because I’m outta here tonight, I can’t take this crap! I’m
going back to the states and I don’t want to hear a WORD from you until next
Tuesday! But when we get to Frequency next week, when we get to Vegas, I want
to hear in your own words what’s going on with you and Morgan, and I want to
hear why you are FAILING me as a manager! You got that?! Because if you don’t,
so help me God, you’re gonna find your ass on the unemployment line!
Baccaro then releases his grip and Vulture falls to the ground, gasping for
air, with Morgan writhing in pain beside him. Baccaro then blasts out the door
and heads to the parking lot, leaving the arena as the fans in the building are
silent.
Hosemann: I can,
Troy: My God, this is just not right! Folks, we’ll be right back.
-- COMMERCIAL
BREAK --
Back from
break, we see Scott Cornelius in the ring.
Cornelius: Ladies and gentlemen, please
welcome the PWA World Tag Team Champions, Paul Dawkins and Renegade!
The fans begin cheering loudly as “Piggy Bank” by G-Unit hits the speakers
and the champions make their way to the ring to a loud ovation. The two enter
the ring amidst the cheers of the fans and Cornelius begins to speak.
Cornelius: Alright gentlemen, just three
nights ago at Salvation, you defended those titles against the assuming
combination of Scythe and Bishop Cross and you made it out with those titles
intact. However, I’m sure I don’t have to tell you what happened there, as
Scythe refused to tag in his partner and essentially went it alone against you
two. What do you take from a victory like that?
Dawkins: Scott, when you’re the champions, a victory is a victory. We admire
Scythe for sticking to his convictions and trying to go it alone, but the
bottom line is that we still beat the guy who had the longest reign as PWA
Champion in this company’s history. Would we have liked to have beaten that
team at full strength? Absolutely. But we’re not about
to start making excuses out there.
Renegade: That’s right, Paul. We did what we had to do out there, and we walked
into and out of
Cornelius: That’s another thing. You two have been tag team champions for close
to three months now, and you’ve been on quite a roll, beating any tag team that
comes before you. What’s next for you guys?
Renegade: What’s next is whatever is put in front of us. We will go to war with
anybody, any place, any time. That’s just how we do.
Any…
Suddenly,
“Bounce” by Bon Jovi hits the speakers and Justin Schenck, the leader of The
Legacy, appears at the top of the ramp to a chorus of boos.
Schenck: You take on anyone, huh?
Dawkins: You heard us. Anyone!
Schenck: Well how about defending those titles against The Legacy, right here
next week!
Renegade: You want a title shot, you’re on, Schenck! We’ll battle the Legacy
next week, even though we’ve beaten Alpha Omega time and time again.
Schenck: Well I’m glad to hear you’ve accepted my challenge. But don’t worry, guys. You won’t be facing Alpha Omega.
Suddenly, Dawkins and Renegade are clubbed down from behind by two men who
have stormed the ring from the crowd — Hollywood Mike Griffin and his younger
brother Infernus!
Schenck: You’ll be taking on the brothers
Hosemann: What a match to add to our big
Hosemann: Oh my God! Already?!
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we
return, “Hey You” by Simon Says blasts onto the speakers, and the fans begin
cheering thunderously as Greg Tantalus makes his way to the ring, a look of
determination on his face. Tantalus settles himself in the ring and readies
himself for his competition, as “I’m On It” by the Purple Ribbon All-Stars hits
the speakers and the fans continue their thunderous cheering for Jaguar, amidst
a blast of flaming pyro! Jaguar makes his way down the aisle and enters the
ring, standing face-to-face with Tantalus as the bell sounds.
Troy: Alright, here we go! Jaguar and
Greg Tantalus are about to square off for the right to challenge Jason Calysto
for the PWA Championship at Requiem!
Hosemann: They have stalemated quite a lot recently,
* JAGUAR VS. GREG TANTALUS *
Referee: Matt Hansen
Jaguar and
Tantalus are hesitant to lock up as the match begins, but ultimately do, in the
center of the ring. Jaguar gains the initial advantage, shoving Tantalus to the
mat, eliciting cheers from the crowd. Tantalus gets back up, shaking it off,
and demands another. This time, Tantalus is able to grab the advantage, taking
Jaguar down with a side headlock. Jaguar is able to use a leg scissors to get
out of the hold, and Tantalus breaks that and springs back to his feet,
prompting the crowd to cheer as the two reach another stalemate.
Hosemann: It sure seems that way.
They lock
up again, and Jaguar whips Tantalus into the ropes. Tantalus comes back and
Jaguar swings a clothesline, but Tantalus ducks under, hits the opposite ropes,
and nails Jaguar with a knee to the face! Jaguar doesn’t go down, however, and
Tantalus hits the ropes again, looking for another knee, but this time Jaguar
catches him coming in and blasts him with a hard powerslam! Jaguar covers… one,
two, and Tantalus just narrowly escapes!
With Tantalus
prone on the mat, Jaguar decides to lock on his STF! The fans cheer as Jaguar
cinches it in tightly, looking to squeeze the life out of Tantalus and force
him to tap out. However, Tantalus reaches deep down and is able to crawl his
way to the ropes and reach them! The fans cheer as Tantalus grabs onto the
bottom rope, and Jaguar goes back to the drawing board. Jaguar begins stomping
away on Tantalus, trying to incapacitate him and leave him prone for another
STF. However, Tantalus reaches up and ties Jaguar into a small package! One,
two, and Jaguar just gets the shoulder up! Jaguar
springs up to his feet and charges a rising Tantalus, but Tantalus takes him down with a drop toehold, hits the ropes, and
nails him with a running elbow drop! Jaguar is slow to his feet, and when he
does get up, Tantalus whips him hard into the corner and charges, nailing with
a hard splash. Jaguar, however, falls down into a seated position and Tantalus
gets a look in his eye.
Hosemann: Tantalus is about to go for the Teabag!
Tantalus
gets a running start and unleashes the move, but Jaguar moves out of the way at
the last second and Tantalus flies crotch-first into the corner! Tantalus falls
back in pain, and Jaguar positions him in the middle of the ring. Then, Jaguar
climbs to the top, looking for the Suga Splash! However, before he can get
settled on his perch, Tantalus gets up, climbs to the top, and tries to take
Jaguar down with a hard superplex! However, Jaguar fights it and tries to
reverse the suplex into a suplex of his own. Jaguar is successful, lifting
Tantalus up, but the momentum of Tantalus’ weight sends the pair the other way,
and both go tumbling off the top rope all the way to the outside of the ring,
crashing down in a thumping heap!
Hosemann: These guys might be hurt bad,
The fans
gasp at the impact of the move, and neither Tantalus nor Jaguar moves on the
outside as referee Hansen begins his count. At about the count of four, Jaguar
begins to stir, followed shortly thereafter by Tantalus. However, neither man
can reach his feet. Both men are on one knee at the count of eight, and both
struggle to their feet. Jaguar collapses back down, and now Tantalus has the
opportunity to claim victory by rolling back into the ring. However, Tantalus
then collapses as well, and the referee reaches the count of ten, prompting the
referee to call for the bell.
Hosemann: Not again!
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that the referee has
counted both men out, ending this contest in a double count-out!
The fans
boo vociferously as Tantalus and Jaguar, still out of it, try to get back to
their feet.
Hosemann: But now who will be challenging Jason Calysto at Requiem?!
As the boos continue and confusion reigns at the
* WINNER: DOUBLE COUNT-OUT *
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