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TUESDAY, JUNE 21, 2005 * NETAJI INDOOR STADIUM * CALCUTTA, INDIA

 

A video package airs, highlighting the portion of last week's broadcast where Vulture granted Lauren Tantalus her freedom, only to have Jackie Baccaro destroy her with the Baccaro Bomb.  Greg Tantalus then came to her aid, but he was cracked in the skull later.  The package then shows later in the night, when Baccaro interfered in Tantalus' six-man tag, causing him to again be pinned by Hollywood Mike Griffin.  From there, Linkin Park's "By_Myslf" hits and we are sent inside Netaji Indoor Stadium in Calcutta, India, where a glorious pyrotechnics display ensues, and we are taken to our commentators, Victor Troy and Paul Ferrara.

 

Troy:  Hello everyone, and welcome to PWA Frequency!  I'm Victor Troy, along here with Paul Ferrara, and we've got a big show in store tonight!
 

Ferrara:  We sure do Troy, but how about that footage we just saw to open up the broadcast?

 

Troy:  I really can't believe that, Paul.  I can't believe that those two would stoop as low as they did last week.  And really, for their sake, they are lucky that Lauren is making a speedy recovery, because if she would have suffered another concussion, which could have led to something as bad as a stroke, there would have been a whole locker room full of people looking to take them out tonight.

 

Ferrara:  To update you on Lauren's condition, we can confirm that she is banged up and suffered two broken ribs, but otherwise is doing alright.  She is officially out of the PWA and moved to London yesterday to pursue her dream of becoming a pastry chef.  We wish her all the best in future endeavors.

 

Troy:  Absolutely.  Let's give you the rundown of what's on tap tonight, folks.  We're gonna see GI Jew and Romeo sign the contract for their ORA Championship match at Meltdown right here tonight.  But don't get your hopes up about seeing Jaguar crash the party; apparently Bryan Conroy had the same idea and gave Jaguar the night off to make personal appearances.  In our main event, Hollywood Mike Griffin was scheduled to team with Superstar Scott Hosemann against Jason Calysto and The Miracle Mike Troha in a match where if the Legacy lost, the man scoring the pinfall would challenge Griffin for the gold at Meltdown, but there has been a change.  Apparently, Solomon demanded that he be added to Griffin's team and Briggs added to Calysto and Troha's, so that has been done.  It will now be a six-man battle later tonight.

 

Ferrara:  That should be something else.  Also, in a fatal fourway elimination, Paul Dawkins, Renegade, Mike Grieco, and James Biamonte will collide to determine the challenger to Jackie Baccaro's International title at Meltdown!

 

Troy:  Add that to Speed Demon vs. Bishop Cross and Reaper in a handicap match and Dexter P. Wellington's first defense of the Progressive Championship, and we've got ourselves an absolute barnbuner of a...


Suddenly, the announcers are cut off by "Things Done Changed" by Notorious BIG blasting onto the speakers and the fans booing raucously as the International Champion Jackie Baccaro makes his way to the ring alongside his manager Vulture, who is carrying a microphone.  At length, the two step into the ring, all smiles, and Vulture begins to speak.

 

Vulture:  I think, by now, you should all know not to doubt me.  When I returned to the PWA back in February, I simply said that anyone named Tantalus would have hell to pay whenever I was good and ready to collect.  Well, last week, I collected.  For four months, I've sat back and waited, bided my time, waited for the opportunity to get my revenge, and last Tuesday night was the time.  When Giacomo and I were finished with our business last week, Lauren Tantalus was beaten, humiliated, and gone from this company forever.  Greg Tantalus found himself unconscious and bloodied courtesy of a Vulture steel chair shot, and later in the night, thanks to Mr. Baccaro, in a familiar position -- on his back, staring at the lights, with Mike Griffin on top of him for three seconds.  At this point, finally, I consider myself vindicated from the atrocities committed against me ten months ago at Everlasting Epic.  It is time to move on to new agendas.  So, with that said...

 

Suddenly, "Heaven's a Lie" by Lacuna Coil blasts onto the speakers and Greg Tantalus makes his way to the ring, a scowl on his face and a microphone in his hand.  Tantalus gets face-to-face with Vulture in the ring, Baccaro standing menacingly at his side, as he begins to speak.

 

Tantalus:  You think this is over?  This is FAR from over!

 

The fans cheer loudly.

 

Vulture:  Oh really?

 

Tantalus:  I am NOT gonna stand by and listen to you tell me you're done with this situation.  What you two did last week was absolutely despicable and...

 

Vulture:  And what you and Lauren did to me last year wasn't?  Don't be a hypocrite, Greg.  All we did last week was give you two a taste of your own medicine.  Doesn't taste very good, does it?  I always get my revenge, Greg, but I do it on my time.  I wait til the time is right.  You never saw it coming last week.  She didn't either.  That's what made it that much better.  You talk about it being despicable.  How?  Because it could have caused her permanent injury?  You mean kind of like when she hit me in the head with a chair last year when she knew I had a surgically-repaired neck?  Better yet, we were DATING at the time, and she said she loved me!  She gets no sympathy from me, Greg.  None.  And neither do you.  So you can stand there with that stupid look on your face, or you can do something about it, because there certainly won't be any apologies.  So what's it gonna be?

 

With that, Tantalus rears back and clocks Vulture in the jaw, downing him!  However, before Tantalus is able to do anything else, he is blindsided to the mat furiously by Jackie Baccaro.  From there, Vulture gets to his feet and he and Baccaro commence a relentless assault on Tantalus, with the aid of a steel chair that they bring to ringside.  Tantalus is violently assaulted and nailed with a multitude of chair shots before being left unconscious and in a pool of his own blood.  The crowd boos rampantly as "Things Done Changed" plays.

 

FerraraTroy, he's not moving.

 

Troy:  We're gonna need some help out here!


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from commercial, "Spitfire" by The Prodigy is playing and Dynamite Dean Nash is standing in the ring.

 

Troy:  Folks, in case you missed it, for the second straight week, Greg Tantalus has been assaulted and destroyed by Vulture and Jackie Baccaro.  It certainly looked more serious this week, Paul.

 

Ferrara:  It really did.  Tantalus simply did not move as they carted him away and I, for one, am concerned.

 

Troy:  Somebody needs to stop these animals before someone gets seriously, seriously hurt.

 

Moments later, "Marriage of Figaro" by Mozart hits and the fans begin booing loudly as the Progressive Champion Dexter P. Wellington makes his way to the ring, accompanied by Winston.  Wellington disrobes and hands the belt to Winston, before stepping into the ring, prompting the bell to sound.

 

* PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP:  DEXTER P. WELLINGTON © VS. DYNAMITE DEAN NASH *

REFEREE:  JOSE SOARES

Troy:  Alright folks, here comes Dex Wellington's first defense of the Progressive title.

 

Ferrara:  This match won't be a walk in the park though, Troy.  Nash is a former Progressive Champ himself, and is primed and ready for this shot to reclaim that gold.

 

Nash and Wellington lock up in the center of the ring, and it is Nash who establishes the immediate advantage, downing Wellington with an armbarWellington springs up to his feet, but Nash immediately puts him right back down with a big dropkick!  As Wellington gets up again, Nash charges at him and clotheslines him over the top and out of the ring!

 

Troy:  What a fast start by Dean Nash!

 

Ferrara:  He is showing that he absolutely means business here tonight!

 

Wellington steps back into the ring and Nash charges at him, but this time, Dex is ready with a stiff elbow to the jaw that backs Nash up significantly.  Wellington then grabs Nash and torpedoes him into the corner shoulder-first, sending his shoulder plunging right into the exposed steel cornerpost!  Nash writhes in pain, and Wellington perches him on the top rope.  Dex then climbs up and destroys Nash with a vicious superplexWellington stalks him as Nash slowly gets to his feet, and when he does, Wellington sinks in the Million Dollar Dream!

Troy:  There it is, the Million Dollar Dream!

Ferrara:  Nash had been holding his own from the start, but I think this is all she wrote!

 

Wellington locks in the hold tightly, and before long, Nash taps out.  "Marriage of Figaro" then hits as the fans boo loudly.  Winston hands Wellington the belt as referee Jose Soares unsuccessfully attempts to raise his hand and we take a commercial break.
* WINNER VIA SUBMISSION AND STILL PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION:  DEXTER P. WELLINGTON *


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

As we return, the camera is setup in the dressing room of The Legacy.  All members (Justin Schenck, PWA World Champion Hollywood Mike Griffin, Jonathan Brett, Superstar Scott Hosemann, Darrin Giles and the PWA Tag Team champions Steve Beovich and Greg Price) are present.

 

Giles:  Do you see the odds we have stacked against us tonight?

 

Schenck:  Don't worry about it.

 

Giles:  Why?  Why are we not worrying?  Tonight, Calysto, Troha, or now Briggs can earn a shot at Hollywood at Meltdown.  I think that's cause for worry.

 

Griffin:  Of course you do.  It's a symptom of not being in the business long enough.  Believe us, we have everything under control.  Remember, that stipulation is only IF they win.  And they're not going to win.  We have Solomon on our team, guys, and he can't hurt us.  He only wants a piece of Briggs.  Plus, with me and Hosemann on the team, we run no risk of having to defend against any of them.  And, to boot, we worked it out that if our team wins tonight, then I will simply have the night off at Meltdown.  No defenses, no nothing.  Just a night off.

 

Beovich:  Sounds good to me.

 

Price:  Naturally.

 

Schenck:  Oh, that reminds me.  The whole Naturals thing - I think it's over.  You two need a new name, and after watching you guys work, I have come up with it.  The Naturals name needs to be buried in the past and now is the time.  So, Beovich, we all know you're The Omega.  But Price, we're gonna call you The Alpha.  And together, you are... Alpha Omega.

 

Beovich:  I like it.

 

Price:  Me too.

 

Schenck:  I thought you would.  Alright gentlemen, it's strategy time.  Hosemann, you're the only question mark in this match tonight, so don't blow it.  We're counting on you.

 

Hosemann:  What does that mean?

Schenck:  Nothing.  Just do your part tonight, and all will be fine.

 

The discussion continues as the camera leaves the room.


In another portion of the backstage area, a focused-looking Speed Demon is shown getting ready for his handicap match against Bishop Cross and Reaper, Dana Chapman at his side.

 

Dana:  Are you sure you want to go through with this?  This could be very dangerous.  You're outnumbered and they could just...

 

Demon:  Dana, I know.  But this was the only way I could get them in the ring.  Plus, there's no one that would want to team with me anyway.

 

Voice:  I would.

 

Dana and Demon turn around to see where the voice is coming from, and see a figure walk from out of the shadows.  It is Loki.

 

Demon:  What are you doing here?

 

Loki:  Consider this my official return to the PWA.  I'm here tonight looking for something to do, and what you have interests me.  I know we haven't seen eye to eye in the past, but it was always Reaper that I had more of the problem with, not you.  Plus, at Symphony of Destruction, when I made my return, who spoiled it?  That's right, Bishop Cross.  See, I have a bit of a vested interest in this match, so I'd like to ask if I could be your partner tonight.  We'd both get something out of it.  Everybody wins.

 

Demon looks over at Dana, who nods enthusiastically.

 

Demon:  Alright.  You've got a deal.  I'll see you out there.

 

Loki:  Excellent.

 

Loki then exits and Dana feels much more comfortable as Demon continues preparing for the match.


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

"Footprints" by Young Buck and 50 Cent begins and a huge blast of pyro erupts from the stage floor before Showtime Damon Savage appears to an enormous ovation! The former International Champion is elated to be back in front of a live television audience, and he shows it as he slaps hands with the fans before climbing into the ring and posing on the turnbuckles. He grabs a microphone and waits for a huge "Showtime" chant to die down before speaking.

 

Savage: Alright, alright. Thank you for that welcome guys, but you know how Showtime operates and I'm not gonna take too long to get right down to business. It was five months ago that Vladimir Vydrina put me out of action, and I came back at the Symphony of Destruction to win it. I didn't do that, but the time has come to return the favor big man, and I'm gonna do it on July 2nd at Meltdown. So bring your ass down to the ring, leave the gutter ho you call a wife behind, and accept my challenge!

 

LL Cool J's "Mama Said Knock You Out" plays to a loud set of jeers from the crowd as "Not That" Rodney King leads Vydrina out onto the stage. However, they are not alone as Natasha Vydrina and Jon Dulberg join them.

 

King: You should learn to be careful for what you wish for Showtime. I'm the man who made you, and it will break my heart to watch you be destroyed at the hands of The Angel of Death.

 

Savage: You know damn well that you don't have a heart Rodney, so shut the hell up and let him speak!

 

Natasha: My husband does not spe---

 

Savage: (Cutting her off) Bitch, I'm not a bus station pimp, so try to do something different and keep your mouth closed!

 

Troy: Oh my God!

 

Ferrara: Showtime is irate!

 

King: You don't talk to her like that Damon! It would be real easy for me to unleash this man on you so he can end your pathetic career for good this time, but before we came out here, Jon Dulberg said he had something to say.

 

Dulberg: Thats right. The last time we wrestled Showtime, I took your International Title, your pride, and nearly took your career. So instead of letting Vlad finish the job, I wanna get myself a little more of you at Meltdown before letting him pick up whatever is left. (Crowd boos) 

 

Savage: Okay, I see how it’s goin down here. Big Vlad doesn't wanna fight me, fine. I'll fight you at Meltdown Dulberg, but after what I do to you, your boy will have no choice but to take me on. Consider yourself warned bitch!

 

Troy: Whoa! We're gonna see Showtime take on Dulberg at Meltdown!

 

Ferrara: He didn't get what he wanted, but Dulberg can't be as comfortable as he's letting on here. Showtime is out of his mind right now.

 

Troy: And rightfully so.

 

"Footprints" replays as both sides have a tense staredown that takes us into a commercial break.


-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Matt Hansen is alone inside the squared circle as "F*ckin In The Bushes" by Oasis sets the stage for the entrance of Jason Calysto. The Iceman marches to the ring more determined than usual, realizing what is at stake as he steps inside.

 

Troy: We saw that this was originally scheduled to be a tag team match, but it is now a 6-man tag with huge implications.

 

Ferrara: That's right, this match right here will decide the PWA Champion's fate at Meltdown. If The Legacy and Solomon win, Mike Griffin will have the night off, free to do whatever he wishes on the company's dime on July 2nd since that deal was already worked out with the PWA. If they lose, the man that scores the fall will challenge him for the title that night. There is a lot riding on this one.

 

At The Drive-In's "Arcarsenal" hits next, and another strong pop comes for the arrival of The Miracle Mike Troha. He walks out under his streaming gold fireworks with an aura of confidence that has not been seen since he last wore the gold 15 months ago. He climbs into the ring and pounds fists with Calysto, who waits as Sevendust's "Trust" begins, bringing a huge crowd roar for the man who has gained an incredible cult following as of late. Briggs marches to the ring and steps in, ready for what could bring him closer to his ultimate goal.

 

Darkseed's "Hear Me" booms through the speakers next as two blasts of icy blue fireworks rise up from the stage. Walter Gindin leads Solomon down to the ring to a chorus of boos, but that rises big time as Earshot's "Control" plays next. Justin Schenck leads Superstar Scott Hosemann and Hollywood Mike Griffin to the ring, and Griffin establishes himself as the leader very early on, knowing he does not want to defend his championship in eleven days.

 
* PWA WORLD CHAMPION
HOLLYWOOD MIKE GRIFFIN, SUPERSTAR SCOTT HOSEMANN & SOLOMON VS. JASON CALYSTO, THE MIRACLE MIKE TROHA & BRIGGS *

REFEREE:  MATT HANSEN

The bell rings and the crowd cheers as Solomon and Calysto are left in the ring. The old rivals are ready to go at it, but Solomon demands that Briggs begin the contest with him. The Iceman obliges with a tag and the pop grows as both behemoths come to blows in the middle of the ring!

 

Troy: These two can't be separated at all!

 

Ferrara: Who's gonna try to, just let em fight!

 

Solomon rocks Briggs with a series of right hands, but Briggs forges a comeback by landing three straight rights. Griffin makes a tag as Solomon reels backwards into the ropes, but Briggs sends him out over those ropes with a massive clothesline! Griffin rushes in and is immediately caught in a gorilla press, but the champion rakes Briggs in the eyes to escape. He hits the ropes, but is flattened by a big boot from the big Canadian! Briggs makes a tag to Troha before stepping out, but Solomon grabs him by the leg and angrily yanks him off the ring apron!

 

Troha goes to work on Griffin in the ring, but the real story is on the arena floor as Briggs and Solomon continue to brawl. Briggs begins to overpower Solomon, but he is blindsided once Infernus darts into the camera shot and jumps him from behind!

 

Troy: Dammit! What the hell is Infernus doing out here?!

 

Ferrara: He's all over Briggs!

 

Briggs turns around to knock Infernus down, but he is sent down himself with a shot by Solomon. Calysto tries to help, but he knows his focus must remain in the ring or he will have no title shot. Solomon, Inferus and Briggs pounds Briggs all the way to the ramp, but Hansen refuses to throw the match out. Instead, he lets them rumble all the way to the back, shrugs his shoulders, and comes back into the ring, pleasing the crowd but infuriating Justin Schenck.

 

Ferrara: What just happened there?

 

Troy: I see. Justin and Walter had a deal in place to get this match thrown out, but Matt Hansen didn't bite. This one is going to continue the way it was supposed to.

 

Troha smacks Griffin with a chop to the chest before delivering an Irish whip, but he ducks his head too soon for a back body drop, because Griffin drops him on his head with a DDT! Hollywood covers for one....two...and Troha kicks out! Griffin tags out to Hosemann, who bullies Troha into a corner before giving him repeated kicks to the midsection. He Irish whips Troha into a corner and follows him in, but Troha gives him huge impact when he fully connects with a thunderous clothesline!

 

Troha crawls over towards his corner, but right as he is about to make the tag, Steve Beovich and Greg Price run down to the ring! Beovich hops up onto the ring apron and Price occupies Calysto as Schenck enters the ring and nails Troha with a low blow!  

 

Troy: Oh come on here! Watch him ref!

 

Ferrara: He's only got two eyes.

 

Hosemann shakes the cobwebs and grabs Troha in a front facelock. He lifts him up for a suplex, but Troha slips out behind him and drops him on his face with a Surburban Slam! Troha falls back to the mat and tries to make another tag, prompting Alpha Omega to attempt interference once again. The tag team champs climb up on the ring apron, but are quickly pulled down by John Wolfe and Paul Epton, who immediately begin brawling with them! A group of officials rush out to break them up, but nobody misses the sight when Troha makes the tag to The Iceman!

 

Griffin comes in to cut him off, but Calysto takes him down with one clothesline and then follows up with another before hitting a dropkick that sends him reeling backwards and out through the ropes! Hosemann gets to his feet and stalks Calysto for a Superstar Stunner that would bring The Legacy a victory. He kicks Calysto in the gut and prepares to grab him for the move, but Calysto shoves him to the ropes. Hosemann bounces off, but is quickly driven to the canvas with The Crossface! Hosemann looks around for Griffin, but the champion is nowhere to be found and Alpha Omega is still preoccupied. Unable to hold on any longer, Hosemann waves his arm and gives it up!

 

Troy: Calysto wins! Calysto wins!

 

Ferrara: He quit?!

 

Troy: Thanks to The Crossface, Mike Griffin will have to defend the title at Meltdown against the man he wanted to avoid, The Iceman!

* WINNERS VIA PINFALL:  JASON CALYSTO, THE MIRACLE MIKE TROHA & BRIGGS *

"F*ckin In the Bushes" replays as Calysto and Troha leave as the winners, but Schenck is absolutely livid at ringside. He demands a microphone and steps into the ring as Jonathan Brett and Darrin Giles run down as well.

 

Schenck: Come on Scott, get up. (Hosemann rises to his feet, exhausted) What happened man?!

 

Hosemann: (Breathing heavily) I......couldn't take it....anymore. I had to quit.

 

Schenck: Had to quit? Couldn't take it anymore?! That just cost us a free night at Meltdown! Do you know what we can't take anymore Scott?! You!

 

Schenck slaps Hosemann in the face, bringing a hush over the crowd. Hosemann goes after Schenck, but The Legacy swarms in on him and beats him down to a huge chorus of boos.

 

Troy: Oh come on! Hosemann had no choice but to give up there!

 

Hosemann suffers a huge beatdown at the hands of The Legacy, and Darrin Giles finishes it up by nailing his mentor with his signature Top Rope Splash! The crowd sits in stunned disbelief as we head to a commercial break.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

 

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