A
video package airs, highlighting events that took place three nights ago on
pay-per-view at Requiem, with Jackie Baccaro stealing back the PWA Championship
from Jason Calysto, with help from Magnifica, and Greg Tantalus besting Jaguar
1-0 in overtime of their 30-minute Iron Man match, a classic that is sure to
live on for ages. From there, the opening credits roll as “By_Myself”
by
Hosemann: We sure are,
Hosemann: That’s right,
Troy: That’s right, Scott. But now, onto tonight. Folks, we have learned that Jaguar,
fresh off his loss in that Iron Man match on Saturday night, has requested interview
time tonight, as he has a major announcement to make. So, we’ll hear from
Jaguar a little later on tonight, but that’s certainly not all. We’ll also see…
Hosemann: He did,
Conroy
grabs a microphone and enters the ring.
Conroy: Well, I told you I
was going to kick
With
that, a video airs on the Jumbotron, lauding all of Bryan Conroy’s in-ring
accomplishments, making sure to note the fact that he is a five-time CAW World Heavyweight
Champion. As the package ends, the camera cuts back to a smiling Conroy.
Conroy: So clearly, those
of you who feel my seed is unjustified simply don’t remember what I was like in
my heyday. But, regardless…
Suddenly,
“Chubby Boy” by Mannie Fresh hits the speakers and
the fans begin cheering loudly as the commissioner Paul Ferrara makes his way
out with a microphone in hand.
Conroy: What the hell do
you want, fat boy? Didn’t I kick your ass badly enough on Saturday?
The fans
cheer at this, and Conroy only chuckles.
Conroy: I see you’ve had a
lot of time to think about this, huh
Conroy: We’ll just see about that,
The two
stare each other down as the fans cheer.
Hosemann: I’ll say! That should be a barnburner later tonight!
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Back from
commercial, we see Vulture entering the building, alone, in sunglasses and his
regular dress attire. However, Vulture barely gets a few steps into the building
when he is approached by the new PWA Champion Jackie Baccaro, in his Armani
suit, with sunglasses on and the belt draped over his shoulder, also alone. The
two stare each other down briefly, with neither man making a move, until
Baccaro takes off his Aviators and begins to speak.
Baccaro: Listen, I know you’re
pissed off right now at what’s been happening, and I can’t say I really blame
you all that much. I mean, in your shoes, I’d probably be a little pissed too. But
I’m here tonight, I’ve been waiting for you, because there’s something I need
to say to you. Magnifica is pretty pissed off at me for doing this, but I want
to bury this hatchet. I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me and
my career, for all these years, and especially for the last 14 months, since
you returned to the PWA to manage my career. I want to try to find a way for us
all to peacefully coexist here. And I know it’s going
to be hard, given what she did to Morgan last week, given all the history you
had. But I want you to know that I appreciate everything you’ve ever done for
me, and I want to do right by you here.
Vulture: Well Giacomo,
first off, congratulations on regaining the championship over the weekend. And I
appreciate you coming to me like this. I don’t want to sound like a broken
record, but you know how I feel about Magnifica. You know I feel that you made
a huge mistake by aligning yourself with her in the first place. But that was
your choice, and you have to stand by it. As far as co-existing with Magnifica
goes, I think you should know by now that’s not gonna
happen. Listen, you’ve made your choice now. And this is the direction you’re
heading in. So, if you’d like to just go our separate ways now, I’d be ok with
that. I’m kind of getting tired of being on the road all the time now. You know
it frustrates me to not be able to get in the ring and perform. I mean, I
technically could, but is it worth the risk? I have no real reason to risk
everything I’ve got to do it. Not to mention the fact that I’ll be 40 years old
in June. Maybe it’s time I took off anyway.
Baccaro: Well, I’m
certainly not going to make your mind up for you. You take whatever time you
need to make that decision. I’ll handle Magnifica, but if you want out, I’ll
let you out of your agreement. But in the meantime, I think that saying I
appreciate what you’ve done for me pales in comparison to actually showing you.
Tonight, against the wishes of my manager, I want you to come out to the ring
so that I can honor you for all you’ve done. And then, in due time, you decide
your future. Do we have a deal?
Baccaro
extends his hand.
Vulture: Yeah kid, we have a deal.
Vulture shakes his hand and the two slap each other’s backs.
Baccaro: I’ll see you out
there.
Vulture: Sure thing, champ.
Vulture
and Baccaro then walk off in opposite directions and we take a commercial
break.
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BREAK --
Back
from break, "More Human Than Human" blasts
onto the speakers and the fans begin booing as Justin Schenck leads The Alpha
Greg Price and The Omega Steve Beovich to the ring for tag team action. Alpha
Omega settles itself in the ring as Schenck takes his place on the outside and,
moments later, "Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse hits, and the fans cheer
loudly as Paul Epton and the newly-former Progressive Champion John Wolfe make
their way to the ring. Epton is set to start the match off with Price, and the
bell sounds to get our opening contest underway.
Troy: Alright, this is an important match in the tag team division,
folks. The winner of this match will challenge Paul Dawkins and
Renegade for the Tag Team Championship the next time we hit pay-per-view, on
May 6 at Animosity, from
Hosemann: This would certainly be a big win for Epton and Wolfe, the two-time
former tag team champions, but you know Wolfe has got to be a little
disappointed, if not pissed off, that he's no longer the Progressive Champion
and won't be defending that belt at Animosity.
Troy: Of course, Scott, but you have to just shake it
off and move on. Wolfe has a chance to earn a shot at the tag titles at
Animosity with his partner Epton here, and he'd be
well-served to treat it seriously.
*
PAUL EPTON & JOHN WOLFE VS. ALPHA OMEGA *
Referee: Jose Soares
Epton and
Price lock up in the ring, and Price quickly locks on a headlock, cinching it
in tightly. However, Epton shoves his way out of it, pushing Price against the
ropes. Price hits the opposite ropes and Epton leapfrogs over him, hitting the
mat himself, and monkeyflipping Price to the mat with
his feet as the Alpha comes off the other side! Price springs back to his feet,
but Epton kips up and knocks Price from the ring with a ferocious dropkick!
Hosemann: He's still exciting as ever!
Price
tries to regroup himself, and opts to tag The Omega into the ring. Beovich
locks up with Epton and immediately shoves him down to the mat. The fans boo,
but Beovich just laughs. Epton springs up and charges Beovich, but Beovich
counters by downing Epton with a hard, stiff clothesline. Beovich tries to whip
Epton into the corner, but Epton reverses it and sends Beovich to the corner!
Then, Epton quickly darts to his corner and tags Wolfe into the match!
Hosemann: And he looks ready to go,
Wolfe
clobbers Beovich with a hard forearm, taking him down hard. Price enters the
ring and Wolfe meets him with a hard boot to the jaw! Beovich then gets up, and
Wolfe downs him with a vicious sidewalk slam! With that, Wolfe sets up for his chokeslam, bringing the fans to their feet! However, just
before slapping the move on Beovich, Dexter P. Wellington shows up at the top
of the ramp, admiring the Progressive Championship belt alongside Winston. This
sends Wolfe into a fury, turning his attention to
Hosemann: Dex
As the
fans boo loudly and "More Human Than Human"
replays over the speakers,
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COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from break, we see Bryan Conroy walking through
the backstage area. As he continues to walk, he is stopped by his cousin, The
Miracle Mike Troha.
Troha:
Hey Bryan, wait up.
Conroy:
Hey Mike. Congratulations on finally beating Mike Griffin the other night.
Troha:
Thanks.
Conroy:
It’s simple, Mike. Time has a funny way of changing people’s thoughts on
things, changing the way they feel about things. The bottom line, Mike, is that
we’re family, and we’re always going to be family. And you’ve always been a
gifted athlete. But I’ve noticed that over the past year, you’ve lost a certain
spark you once had, and you need to get it back. I was unsure that you even
still possessed it, but you proved that you do still indeed have it in you at
Requiem. So, seeding you number one in one of the brackets was a simple vote of
confidence from me to you. Now, don’t squander this opportunity. I’ve seeded
you number one, so go out there and win the bracket. Show the world who Mike Troha really is. Be aggressive, and do whatever it
takes to win. Because Mike, opportunities like this don’t come around all that
often.
Conroy pats Troha on the back and walks away,
leaving the Miracle to chew on the words of his older cousin.
A video package then airs, highlighting the heated
feud and long history between Scythe and Army of the Damned leader Bishop
Cross. As the package concludes, we are taken back to
Troy: Well Scott, Scythe and Bishop Cross
have traveled down a long road together as both partners and opponents through
the years, and next week, it’s only going to get more violent.
Hosemann:
That’s right. We learned over the weekend that, next week on Frequency, in our
main event, Scythe and Bishop Cross will be going one-on-one inside a 15-foot
high steel cage!
Troy: That should be nothing short of electric, Scott!
Hosemann:
It sure should!
The camera then cuts away from the ringside area,
and cuts to a conversation between PWA CEO Kerry Cox and Legacy manager Justin
Schenck in his backstage office.
Cox:
So you’re saying you want me to make the tag team title match at Animosity a
triple threat match, and add Hollywood Mike Griffin and Infernus to it? Are you
out of your mind?
Schenck:
No, I’m not. I feel they deserve it, as well as Alpha Omega.
Cox:
You just want me to stack the deck against the champs. Well, I’ll tell you what.
I’m a fair man, and I don’t want to hear you complain. So, next week,
Schenck:
Excellent. Who will their opponents be?
Cox:
Well you’re going to have to tune in next week for that.
Schenck:
Oh come on!
Cox simply ignores him and walks away as we take a commercial break.
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Back from break, “I’m On It” by the Purple Ribbon All-Stars blasts onto
the speakers, and Jaguar makes his way to the ring amidst his pyro and a
thunderous ovation from the
Hosemann: We sure are. I can’t wait to hear what he’s got to say.
Jaguar grabs a microphone and enters the ring.
Jaguar: Thanks for that. Now, I’m not
gonna take up too much time here, we still have about half a show to get
through here, but I have something I want to say. On Saturday night, Greg
Tantalus and I left it all in that ring. We battled like two valiant warriors
for the right to challenge for the PWA Championship at Animosity, and the right
to be called the better man. After 30 minutes of regulation, neither of us had
scored a fall, so we pressed on to overtime, where I was finally beaten. Tantalus,
you beat me by one second, but the fact of the matter is that you did beat me,
and I applaud you for it. On Saturday night, you were indeed the better man,
and I wish you all the luck in the world May 6 at Animosity. However, once the
night was over and all the fans had gone home, I came to a startling
realization. I realized that my desire to beat Tantalus at Requiem wasn’t about
the PWA Championship; it was about pride, about knowing I was still the best.
But when the match was over, and Tantalus had won, I realized that I don’t
really have an overwhelming desire to compete for the PWA Championship anymore.
And anyone who knows me knows that I’ve always said that if you don’t want to
be the champion, you ought to find yourself another profession. Well, I think
that time has come. For three years, my doctors have been begging me to retire,
due to my not-so-secret history with concussions. Couple that with my lack of
desire to pursue the title at this point, and the fact that I’m rapidly approaching
40 years old in a banged up body, I
think it’s time for me to step down and retire, make way for some of these
young bucks to take my spot, to carry my torch. But not just
yet. You see, when you run through the list of accomplishments for my
career, one thing missing from the list is something that was more than
attainable, something I missed by just one match. That, of course, is winning a
65-man tournament known as the Golden Ring. In 2004, I got all the way to the
finals, and got beat by GI Jew. This time, I see Bryan Conroy has screwed me a
bit with a low seed in my bracket, but I am determined to run right through it
and come out $500,000 richer. So, I’ll be wrestling as many matches as it takes
to win this tournament, but as far as a PWA-sanctioned event goes, I think you’ve
all seen my final match. This is the way I’ve always wanted to end it. On top, with a fantastic match, leaving the people still itching
for more. I never wanted to be the guy who hung around too long. On
Saturday night, I proved I am still one of the top talents in this business,
and if the last match PWA fans see me wrestle is Tantalus and myself tearing
down the house at Requiem, then I’m cool with that. You won’t see me on
Frequency for a little while now as I prepare for this tournament, but you’ll
hear from me again once it’s over so I can say goodbye. So, I want to thank you
all for your support, and I’ll ask you all to wish me luck in the Golden Ring
tournament, so I can end this career the way I always wanted to: right on top.
Thank you.
With that, Jaguar puts down the microphone and “I’m On It” hits again. The
fans sit in shock and sadness as Jaguar exits to the back.
Hosemann: Jaguar is… retiring?! Oh my!
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