TUESDAY, APRIL 19, 2005

THE COVERED HALL AT CAIRO STADIUM

CAIRO, EGYPT

SEGMENT 1: INTRODUCTION:

A video package airs, highlighting events that took place last week on Frequency, as Jaguar and GI Jew were massacred in a six-man tag team match where they teamed with Scythe against PWA Champion Romeo, ORA Champion Anthony Failla, and Hollywood Mike Griffin. Scythe was occupied with an interfering Dexter P. Wellington, and the three crowd nuisances mercilessly attacked Jaguar and Jew, getting disqualified, but doing damage in the process. The opening credits then roll as Linkin Park's "By_Myslf" hits and we are sent inside the Covered Hall at Cairo Stadium in Cairo, Egypt, where an amazing fireworks display ensues and we are sent to our commentators, Victor Troy and Paul Ferrara. 

Troy: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to PWA Frequency! I’m Victor Troy, along here with Paul Ferrara, and folks, for the first time ever, were are here in Cairo, Egypt to bring you two action-packed hours of PWA action!

Ferrara: Troy, I can’t believe it! Cairo, Egypt! I am psyched to be here, and I know that everyone in the locker room is psyched to be here as well as part of our African tour which is underway right now, obviously.

Troy: Folks, we have a great show put together tonight, and a scorching main event that was signed as result of actions that took place last week. Tonight, we will see former tag team champions Jaguar and GI Jew team up to face the PWA Champion Romeo and the ORA Champion Anthony Failla in what should be a tremendous main event!

Ferrara: It sure should, but we have two championships on the line tonight, so let’s not waste any more time!

Troy: You’re right, Paul! Let’s get right down to ringside with our opening contest, for the International Championship!

SEGMENT 2: MATCH 1: PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP: JACKIE BACCARO © VS. JAMES BIAMONTE:
Referee: Dan Martin

The crowd settles once the pyro and music die down, but they rise again once "Still Ballin" by 2Pac and Trick Daddy hits the speakers. A huge pop sets the stage for the arrival of James Biamonte, who looks extremely focused as he makes his way down to the ring.

Troy: Strong reaction for James Biamonte here tonight.

Ferrara: It is, but let me tell you something about James Biamonte. This guy really is not concerned at all with the reception the fans give him. He's all about doing damage and inflicting pain in any way he can get it done. Vulture was right when he said this guy is a lunatic, and whether Jackie Baccaro knows it or not, his title run is in jeopardy tonight.

Biamonte climbs into the ring and warms up by bouncing himself off of the ropes as "Things Done Changed" by The Notorious B.I.G. takes over. Jackie Baccaro walks out first, followed by Vulture. The cleanly dressed former World Champion looks to be talking to Baccaro, but his words are shrugged off until after Baccaro poses in front of his streaming gold pyrotechnics atop the stage. Vulture removes his shades, shaking his head at Baccaro, who calms him down before stepping into the ring and posing with his belt on the turnbuckles.

Troy: No matter what Vulture or anyone else says, Jackie Baccaro is beaming with confidence.

Ferrara: And with good reason, but he might have a little too much confidence tonight. It was his open challenge that got this match signed, but Jackie has never faced James Biamonte before. Its nearly impossible to prepare for what this guy can do because he is so erratic. And I'm not even talking about the ring either.

Baccaro hands his belt to Dan Martin, who holds it up high before handing it to the timekeeper. The bell sounds and the action gets underway with a lockup in the middle of the ring. Baccaro easily muscles Biamonte back to a corner, where Martin calls for a clean break. Baccaro gives it, surprisingly, before waiting for another lock up.

They lock up again, and this time, Baccaro executes a go behind. He follows up with a clubbing blow to the back of the neck that sends Biamonte down fast. Baccaro stomps Biamonte in the back before whipping him to the ropes and downing him with a powerslam! Baccaro makes a cover for one...two...and Biamonte kicks out.

Baccaro stays aggressive by pounding Biamonte in the back and punishing his back further with a vertical suplex. Baccaro backs up to the ropes and perches himself on the middle turnbuckle before planting an elbow right into Biamonte's sternum! Baccaro covers again for a two count.

Troy: Baccaro is firmly in control right now.

Ferrara: And he's doing the right thing by staying on top of him.

Baccaro gets Biamonte off the canvas and drives him backwards into a corner. He buries a shoulder deep into Biamonte’s midsection, and then does it two more times, sending the former Progressive Champion into a slumping position in the corner. Baccaro poses to the crowd, who boos him tremendously. He cockily slaps Biamonte right in the face before turning his back on him to pose some more.

Troy: Baccaro has this match well in hand.

Ferrara: But look at Biamonte! He shouldn't have turned his back on this guy!

Baccaro poses for the crowd, but Vulture goes ballistic in telling him to turn around. Baccaro does so, but Biamonte springs out of the corner and drives him to the mat with his hand locked around his throat in a chokehold!

Troy: He's choking Baccaro!

Ferrara: Break that hold ref!

Martin gets Biamonte to break the hold before the count of five, but there is no calming Biamonte down at his point. He backs Baccaro into another corner and follows up with over a dozen kicks and stomps until Baccaro is in a seated position. Baccaro can barely catch his breath before Biamonte runs forward and knees him in the face, sending the champion's head snapping backwards violently!

Biamonte lifts Baccaro out of the corner by the arm before draping it across his chest and driving him down backwards with The JB Cutter! Biamonte then rises to his feet and runs his thumb across his throat, signaling for the match to end via The Buzzkill.

Troy: He's going for The Buzzkill! Wait, what is Vulture doing?!

With Baccaro reeling, Vulture climbs into the ring behind the referee and the crowd looks on in confusion as he clubs the official down from behind! Biamonte's head turns quickly to his cousin, who bolts from the ring as Martin shakes off the cobwebs and calls for the bell! Baccaro rolls out of the ring as Biamonte talks to the shaken up referee. The crowd is stunned until Lee Palmer brings the official announcement.

Palmer: The winner of this contest via disqualification is James Biamonte! However, titles cannot change hands on disqualifications, so still The PWA International Champion, Jackie Baccaro!

Troy: Dammit! Vulture saw James Biamonte about to finish Baccaro off, so he hit the referee and left him no choice but to disqualify Baccaro! This is ridiculous!

Ferrara: Vulture did what he had to do, but the fact remains that Jackie Baccaro is still The International Champion.

Biamonte fumes with anger in the ring as Vulture and Baccaro walk to the back, grateful to still have The International Title in their camp.

 WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION AT 5:39: JAMES BIAMONTE
STILL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION: JACKIE BACCARO


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #1 --

SEGMENT 3: BACKSTAGE:
Back from commercial, Vulture and Jackie Baccaro enter their dressing room, all smiles, the International Championship belt intact.

Vulture: Alright, we got out of that one!

Baccaro: Yeah man. I told you we would. I may be confident, but I’m not an idiot. I realize how dangerous Biamonte can be, and I was willing to get out there any way possible. Thanks for that.

Vulture: Just doing my job.

Baccaro: But the bottom line is that this belt is still right where it belongs, and we can move on.

Vulture: Absolutely.

Baccaro: So who we going after next?

Vulture: No one. Sit back and let em come to you. You’re the champ, you can live easy for a bit.

Baccaro: Hey, where’s Lauren? Isn’t she supposed to be here cooking?

Vulture: Yeah she is. That’s a good question.

Lauren: I’m right here guys.

They turn around to find Lauren standing in the doorway, with Commissioner Kerry Cox.

Vulture: Where were you?

Lauren: Just having a little chat with the commish.

Vulture: Why?

Lauren: Oh nothing. You wanna tell them, Kerry?

Cox: Yeah, I’ll take it. Congratulations on retaining the title, Baccaro.

Baccaro: Uh, thanks.

Cox: But, you know, Lauren just came into my office and told me how neither of you were going to be happy with that match ending on disqualification, and how you were really hoping to defeat James Biamonte via pinfall. She suggested a rematch, and I thought that was a great idea. So, on May 7 at Animosity, we’re gonna have Jackie Baccaro vs. James Biamonte for the International Championship in a rematch, and this time, to prevent any funny business, the title will change hands on count-out AND disqualification! Have a good night, gentlemen.

Cox then exits and Lauren smiles at Vulture and Baccaro, prompting Vulture to lunge at her in fury. Baccaro holds him back as Lauren slowly and confidently walks away, having won this battle.

SEGMENT 4: BACKSTAGE:
The camera cuts to another portion of the backstage area, where the Lost Souls are with PWA owner Bryan Conroy, ORA president Helen Summers, and PWA Lt. Commissioner F. Anthony Annetta.

Speed Demon: Why can’t we have another shot?

Conroy: Because you simply don’t deserve one at this point.

Reaper: We’re three-time tag team champions, doesn’t that count for something?

Summers: It’s impressive, but guys, you lost your return match. You’re back to the back of the line now.

Demon: Isn’t there something we can do?

Conroy: I don’t think so.

Annetta: I have an idea.

Summers: You do.

Annetta: Yeah. You two want another title shot?

Demon: Absolutely.

Reaper: Definitely.

Annetta: Then show us why. Go out there tonight and show us why you deserve another shot.

Reaper: But we’re not even booked.

Annetta: So be creative.

The Lost Souls smile to each other and exit the office simultaneously. As they walk, Speed Demon bumps into an attractive brunette. He stops to turn around and notices it is newcomer Dana Chapman.

Dana: I’m sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going.

Demon: Oh that’s okay. I wasn’t watching either. I’m sorry too. Dana, right?

Dana: Yeah. I’m new around here. You guys are the Lost Souls, I’m a big fan. Especially of you, Demon.

Demon: Thanks.

Dana: You’re very entertaining. And you’re kinda cute.

Speed Demon laughs and Reaper is seen growing a bit annoyed.

Demon: Thanks. You’re pretty cute yourself.

Reaper: Demon, we gotta get going. We’ve got work to do.

Dana: I won’t keep you. It was nice meeting you.

Demon: Very nice meeting you too.

Demon and Reaper then exit and Dana stands in place, smiling for a moment before turning and leaving in the opposite direction.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #2 --

SEGMENT 5: MATCH 2: PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: PAUL EPTON & JOHN WOLFE © VS. JON DULBERG & VLADIMIR VYDRINA:
Referee: Jose Soares

The murmuring of the crowd quickly changes to raucous jeering when "Not Falling" by Mudvayne suddenly plays. Their disdain towards the team of Jon Dulberg and Vladimir Vydrina do not phase the challengers, who head to the ring with Natasha Vydrina, and “Not That” Rodney King. With the exception of Vladimir, who bears the look of death on his face, the entourage cannot help but crack a smile, knowing of the opportunity that they have been presented with. Dulberg and Vydrina climb into the ring and step onto the turnbuckles, holding their arms up high to a crowd that attempts to boo them out of the stadium. Before long, "Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse plays, and the crowd gives it up for the Tag Team Champions, Paul Epton and John Wolfe! Although fairly new to the PWA, the Champions are no strangers to the audience. They walk down the aisle with confident smiles, although once they reach the ring, it’s all business. Epton and Wolfe remove their belts and hold them up high for the crowd, before handing them to the referee, who signals for the bell.

Troy: The Tag Team Championship is on the line, and it’s a tremendous opportunity for Jon Dulberg and Vladimir Vydrina. Do you think they have a chance, Paul?

Ferrara: While Dulberg and Vydrina are on a roll, so are Epton and Wolfe. In fact, they’ve completely stunned everyone by cleanly beating the Lost Souls for those titles, and even defending it against them, and that’s no small task. Dulberg and Vydrina certainly have their hands full this time.

Epton decides to start the match with Dulberg, while Wolfe and Vydrina step out onto the apron. The two lock up in the center, and Epton begins to force Dulberg back into a corner. The referee calls for a clean break, which Epton gives. They lock up in the middle once again, but Dulberg cuts it short this time and knees Epton in the stomach, followed by a suplex. Dulberg goes for a pin cover, but barely receives a one count.

Troy: There’s no way Dulberg would’ve ended this so early.

Ferrara: He was probably hoping to catch Epton off guard.

Dulberg yanks Epton off the mat and whips him into the ropes, but the Tag Champ ducks beneath the clothesline and comes back with a bulldog, plastering Dulberg’s face against the canvas! Epton quickly gets back to his feet and rushes to his corner to tag in Wolfe! The big man enters the ring to a big ovation as Dulberg begins to get back to a vertical base, but Wolfe mows him down with a huge clothesline from behind! Before Dulberg can even get up, Wolfe wraps both arms around him and plants him into the mat with a german suplex!

Troy: Dulberg is in a heap of trouble, now that Wolfe is in the ring.

Ferrara: I wouldn’t be too sure about that. Dulberg is the veteran here, not the other way around. I’m sure he could find a way out.

Wolfe is back on the attack, but a rush of jeers pour down from the crowd when the Lost Souls unexpectedly rush down to the ring with chairs in hand! They slide into the ring, and Reaper cracks Wolfe across the back with the chair, before swinging it hard into Epton, who topples off the apron! Demon delivers a blow to Dulberg, sending him crumbling to the mat! Vydrina gets into the ring, but he falls victim to a vile con-chair-to! King and Natasha flee the seen as the Lost Souls continue to lay waste to the four men in the ring.

Troy: What the hell is going on?! Why did the Lost Souls just destroy these two teams?!

Ferrara: This must’ve been how they wanted to make an impact to be recognized for another title shot at the Tag Team Championship!

Troy: They do this by ruining a match?!

Ferrara: To each his own, I guess.

“A Violent Reaction” by American Head Charge begins playing in the background, as Demon and Reaper stand tall with chairs in hand. The boos continue to flow as we head to a commercial.

WINNERS AT 7:34: NO CONTEST
STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: PAUL EPTON & JOHN WOLFE


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #3 --

SEGMENT 6: JUMBOTRON:
As we return from break, the camera takes us to Giza, a city nearby Cairo, and a city that is host to the Great Sphinx, which the camera slowly descends upon. As it takes us to the outside of the Sphinx on ground level, we notice Hollywood Mike Griffin standing at the foot of it, wearing green-tinted sunglasses and a white suit. Griffin is shaking his head in awe, flanked by bodyguard Jonathan Brett.

Griffin: Wow. What more can I say. This truly is one of the great wonders of the world. You see a lot of that here in Egypt. A lot of things that make you stand in awe and ponder your existence, realize your mortality. And I imagine that’s the kind of feeling people get when they see Hollywood Mike Griffin in the ring. A true wonder of this world. A true icon and legend of both the wrestling industry and Hollywood alike. A one-of-a-kind talent that only comes along once a generation, if that. When I reigned as PWA Champion almost two years ago, it was at the time the longest reign in history. I haven’t held the title since, simply because I didn’t want to. I wanted to give other people a chance to taste the kind of success that I enjoyed. Well, just like you can’t ignore the Great Sphinx and its brilliance, you can’t ignore Hollywood Mike Griffin. You can’t ignore my brilliance. On May 7th, I am going to take my rightful place at the top of this company, right where I belong, the position I never should have left. Romeo and Jaguar, you are great athletes and fine competitors, but you are not legends. You are not immortals. At Animosity, Hollywood Mike Griffin joins the Sphinx as one of the great wonders of the world when I take back the richest prize in this industry and once again become champion and ruler of all I see. Prepare yourselves, for the rule of Mike Griffin the first is about to begin… again.

Griffin then continues looking up at the mighty Great Sphinx with Brett as we fade to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #4 --

SEGMENT 7: RINGSIDE:

Back from commercial, “F*ckin in the Bushes” by Oasis blasts onto the speakers and the fans begin cheering wildly for The Iceman Jason Calysto as he makes his way to the ring. Calysto does not have a pleasant look on his face as he grabs a microphone and heads into the ring.

Calysto: I’ll start this by saying I haven’t been having the best month. It started on March 12, at Salvation, when I was beaten by Solomon. I thought I had the big bastard beat, and Walter Gindin had to get himself involved to lead him back to victory. Then there was the crap with Infernus. I’ll be the first to admit it. I got tricked. They set me up, and I should have seen it coming. I got hurt that night, and have been sitting at home for the past few weeks, but now’s the time to do something about it. Solomon and Infernus know how serious I am after what I did to them last week. But right now, I’m not concerned with Infernus. I’m not concerned with Gindin. I’m concerned with Solomon. So Solomon, get your ass here, and leave the other two in the back. I’ve got something to say.

Moments later, “Hear Me” by Darkseed hits and Solomon emerges from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos, alone. Solomon makes his way down to the ring, grabs a microphone, and heads into the ring.

Solomon: What do you want? Haven’t you learned your lesson?

Calysto: My lesson? Solomon, you were lucky to beat me at Salvation, and you know it. Given the chance, you wouldn’t be able to do it again.

Solomon: Calysto, you may be a Hall of Famer, but neither you nor your reputation scares me. I was undefeated for a year and a half around here. I am a former PWA World Champion. I have only been pinned once in a one-on-one match. I have NEVER been forced to tap out…

Calysto: Let me cut you off there. Yes, you have never tapped out. But let me let you in on a little something. You have never faced me in a submission match, because Solomon, in submission matches, the man with the undefeated streak is ME.

Solomon: So let me get this straight. YOU are challenging ME to a submission match?!

Calysto: You bet your ass. I want you, one-on-one, in a submission match, May 7 at Animosity. Just you and me, finding out who the better man really is.

Solomon: Well Calysto, I think we already know who the better man is. But if it will make you sleep better at night to get your ass kicked by me one more time, I’m game. You want it at Animosity? You’ve got it. Get ready for your first submission match loss in history.

Calysto: No Solomon. Get ready to tap out like a little BITCH for the first time in your life.

Solomon and Calysto then stare each other down with intensity as “F*ckin in the Bushes” hits and we take another commercial break.


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #5 --

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