PWA

FREQUENCY

TUESDAY, JULY 6, 2004

MADISON SQUARE GARDEN

NEW YORK, NEW YORK

 

SEGMENT 1:  INTRODUCTION:

A video package airs, highlighting the conclusion of Saturday night’s Meltdown pay-per-view, with GI Jew defeating Jaguar in the finals of the Golden Ring tournament, due to unknown and unwanted interference from Hollywood Mike Griffin.  The opening credits then roll as Linkin Park’s “By_Myslf” hits the speakers and we are sent inside Madison Square Garden in New York City, where a spectacular pyrotechnics display ensues and we are sent ringside to commentator Victor Troy.

Troy:  Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to PWA Frequency!  I’m Victor Troy, along here with Paul Ferrara, and we are live in the Mecca, Madison Square Garden, the World’s Most Famous Arena, in the world’s most famous city!

Ferrara:  That’s right Troy, for the second straight week, we are here in New York City, and it is good to be home!

Troy:  Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve got a huge show lined up for you tonight, but we’re not gonna delay!  Bryan Conroy is in the ring, with the Golden Ring trophy at his side, and we’re gonna turn it over to him!


SEGMENT 2:  RINGSIDE:

The camera then cuts to the ring, where PWA owner Bryan Conroy is standing with a microphone in hand, Golden Ring trophy at his side, and a huge check adjacent to the trophy.

Conroy:  Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Frequency!  Three nights ago, the Golden Ring tournament came to a conclusion, and now, at this time, it is my pleasure to introduce to you, the winner of the Golden Ring tournament… GI Jew!

Sepultura’s “Refuse/Resist” then blasts onto the MSG speakers and the crowd gives a huge ovation to GI Jew, who defeated Solomon (by DQ), The Machine (by count-out), and Jaguar on Saturday night to earn the trophy and win the tournament.  Jew rides his chopper down to the ring, parks it ringside, and heads into the ring, where he shakes Conroy’s hand to a huge ovation.

Conroy:  Congratulations, GI Jew, on winning the tournament.  In accordance with the terms of the tournament, here is the official Golden Ring trophy, with your name now engraved on it, and here is a check for one hundred thousand dollars.  But GI Jew, most important of all, you are going to Everlasting Epic III, where you will challenge for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship.

Jew:  Thanks
Bryan.  You know, I’ve gotta say that the only reason I’m even standing in here today is you people out there.  If you remember, I never even lost the PWA Championship, but had it taken from me due to injury.  So, with that in mind, to all my fans out there, at Everlasting Epic, I’m gonna bring the PWA Championship back where it belongs, because I’m the baddest hebe this side of Tel Aviv, I’m GI Jew, a real American Hebrew!  And you know what, I am…

Suddenly, “Hear Me” by Darkseed explodes onto the speakers and the fans shake in fear as Solomon storms out to the ring, being led by Walter Gindin.  Solomon and Gindin then head into the ring, and Gindin rips a microphone from Conroy’s grasp.

Gindin:  What we have right now is a sham.  The man who is standing out here, claiming to be the winner of the Golden Ring tournament, is nothing more than a fraud.  GI Jew, you know and we all know that Solomon was on his way to destroying you in the quarterfinals on Saturday night before you manipulated the referee into disqualifying the most dominant man this company has ever seen.  You know, I don’t know how you could even…

Before Gindin can even complete his thought, he is Gored out of his shoes by GI Jew to a raucous ovation!  However, right after this, Solomon attacks Jew from behind, beating him down to the ground!  Conroy tries to stop the mighty Alaskan, but Solomon grabs Conroy and launches him out of the ring!  Conroy hits the ground with a thud, and Solomon grabs the Golden Ring trophy and snaps it in half!  He then takes the base of it, charges at GI Jew, and smashes him in the skull with it!  Security then pours into the ring, trying to restrain Solomon, who tears the $100,000 check in half before the security force at
Madison Square Garden cuffs him.  Bryan Conroy screams “get him the hell out of the building” at the top of his lungs as security attempts to do just that and we take our first commercial break.



-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #1 --



SEGMENT 3:  BACKSTAGE:

We come back from the break inside Bryan Conroy's office, where Hollywood Mike Griffin is talking to the PWA Owner.

 

Griffin: You cannot be serious Bryan. You saw the tape and you know I got screwed!

 

Conroy: Well you did have the ropes and the match was restarted. Once it was restarted and Scythe pinned you, it’s out of my hands. The referee's decision is final.

 

Griffin: Well who was there to overturn the decision when Scythe ran out there and cost me my match with Jackie Baccaro? That cost me my spot in the golden ring and $100,000!

 

Conroy: And I thought I rectified that by giving you a shot at the title at Meltdown, and you lost the match.

 

Griffin: I was announced as the damn champion until Jaguar ran down there and got involved and I want a rematch!

 

Conroy: Well---

 

Conroy halts as the door flies open and The Machine enters the office.

 

Machine: Griffin, this doesn't concern you.

 

Griffin: Well I'm not going anywhere.

 

Machine: Fine. You can't do a damn thing anyway. Bryan, you saw what happened to me at Meltdown. Because of that prick Jason Calysto, GI Jew beat me by count-out and stole my title shot at Meltdown by winning the Golden Ring thanks to this guy. The Machine doesn't do count-outs and since he stole my shot at Everlasting Epic, I want my shot tonight!

 

Griffin: Well that won't happen because I'm getting my rematch tonight.

 

Machine: What did you say?!

 

Conroy: Listen, I didn't give anybody a title shot here toni-

 

Conroy is cut off again as the door blasts open and Jaguar bursts into the room, followed by a team of security, who immediately get between him and Griffin.

 

Jaguar: You son of a bitch! I should kill you right here and now!

 

Conroy: (Standing up) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hold on everyone! Jag, what brings you in?

 

Jaguar: You knew you were gonna see me tonight Bryan. I had GI Jew beat in the finals and that rat bastard right there ran out and cracked me with a chair to cost me my title shot!

 

Jaguar tries to get at Griffin, who backs up towards the door as security scuffles between them.

 

Conroy: Listen guys, I know you all have gripes and they are all legit, but this ends tonight. Mike, I know you were announced the champion, but the match was restarted and you lost. Do you deserve a fair rematch? Yes. Machine, I understand that Jason Calysto's involvement was a huge part in getting you counted out and we'll never know if you could have gone on to beat Jaguar in the finals. Do you deserve a title match as well? Yes. Jaguar, it was plain as day that you were on the road to winning the Golden Ring tournament until Mike Griffin got involved and cost you the tournament. Do you deserve a title shot as well? Yes. So what we will have here tonight is all three of you competing against Scythe in a Fatal-Fourway match for the PWA Championship. First fall wins and just so we don't have to worry about who would have won the Golden Ring and the money, the winner will also recieve $10,000. Now all of you please leave.

 

Griffin exits quickly and The Machine follows suit as the security backs off Jaguar for his exit.


SEGMENT 4:  MATCH 1:  SPEED DEMON VS. INFERNUS:
Referee:  Jose Soares

Infernus storms out from behind the curtain and his stride to the ring is so vigorous that his accompaniment, Tony Annetta and mutual agent Walter Gindin, can barely keep up with him.  "Smash Sumthin'" plays him to the ring, and he and his entourage are the epitome of the stuff boos are made of.  The Cure's "Want" then hits, and the crowd roars as Speed Demon steps out onto the ramp, raises his arm to the fans, and darts towards the ring.  Annetta attempts to clothesline Demon but he ducks it, and slides into the ring with Infernus.

Infernus attempts to catch him with a spinning heel kick, but Demon rolls under it.  Demon gets up, kicks Infernus in the gut as he turns around, and immediately goes for the Bloodbath DDT!  Infernus however, blocks it, and knees Demon in the gut hard!  Demon is doubled over, and Infernus hits the ropes, and hits a flipping snap mare from behind.  Infernus then plays to the crowd, and exchanges glances of affirmation with Annetta and Gindin on the outside, infuriating the crowd.  Infernus then stomps at Demon's head.

Ferrara:  Infernus has really come into his own.  Either that, or Demon's on the decline.

Troy:  Oh please.  I bet Demon's career will last longer than yours did.

Infernus whips Demon towards the ropes, but Demon reverses it, catches Infernus with a kick to the gut, and then hits the Bloodbath DDT!  Demon immediately covers and the crowd roars as Gindin and Annetta panic!  The referee counts one, two, and this one is over before it began, thr--no!  Infernus just barely escapes!  Demon shakes his head in disbelief, but then runs his thumb along his throat, insisting that it's really over this time!  Demon stands behind Infernus, and stalks him as he rises, no doubt anticipating the Demonizer!

Infernus clearly has no idea where he is, as he stumbles around towards Demon!  Demon scoops him up for the Demonizer, and walks towards the middle of the ring!  He's about to blast Infernus with the move, but in a panic Gindin leaps onto the apron!  The referee is immediately distracted, as is Demon, who drops Infernus, and receives a spinebuster out of nowhere from Annetta!  Annetta quickly escapes, and the fans boo vociferously as a groggy Infernus performs a quick quebrada, covering Demon as the ref turns around for the one, two, yes three.

Troy:  Is Infernus capable of doing anything that's not despicable?

Infernus, Gindin, and Annetta then all proceed to stomp at Demon's fallen carcass, amidst the protests of both the fans and the referee.  However, their violent victory party is interrupted as Justice slides into the ring, and sends the assailants fleeing!  Demon struggles to one knee, and Justice attends to him as the diabolical trio retreats up the ramp.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 7:39:  INFERNUS



-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #2 --



SEGMENT 5:  BACKSTAGE:
The camera cuts to the backstage area to find Nick Cade standing by with PWA Champion, Scythe.

Cade: Scythe, we've just heard Bryan Conroy make a Fatal Fourway match, which will put you and your title on the line against Jaguar, Mike Griffin, and The Machine. This match is particularly dangerous because you don't even have to be pinned to lose your title. What are your thoughts?

Scythe: Every match you fight as the Champion is really a test of who is most worthy of carrying this belt. And it doesn't matter what kind of match I'm put in or who's standing across from me in that ring, because I will succeed time and time again. I will prove that I am worthy of holding the title.

Cade: Thanks for your time, Scythe. Good luck.

 
 SEGMENT 6:  BACKSTAGE:
A camera cuts backstage, following Jaguar through the back hallways of Madison Square Garden. Jaguar walks past the Knicks and Rangers locker rooms before turning right and heading down another hallway into the parking garage. A satisfied look comes over his face as he spots GI Jew talking on his cell phone next to his motorcycle and Jaguar wastes no time in approaching him.

Jew: Yeah....lemme call you back alright? Alright. (Hangs up) What's good Jag?

 

Jaguar: I know your trophy presentation didn't go as well as planned out there, but congratulations on winning that Golden Ring.

 

Jew: Thanks.

 

Jaguar: Yeah.....I'm sure you've seen the tape of it though right?

 

Jew: Yeah.

 

Jaguar: So....you saw nothing wrong with it?

 

Jew: Well I saw myself win.

 

Jaguar: Well did you see Mike Griffin run out there and stop me from splashing your ass to win it?

 

Jew: All I saw was me pinning you one, two, three. Granted, I know he ran out there and got involved, but that's between you guys. I busted my ass to get back here and earn a shot to win the title back, and I intend to take it.

 

Jaguar: I busted my ass just as much as you did, and even though you're standing there with that trophy and 100 grand, you know and I know that you were a beaten man Josh. Now I've got a title shot tonight, but if I don't win this thing tonight, I want you to do the right thing and grant me a rematch for that Everlasting Epic title shot. No interference allowed this time. (Crowd cheers)

 

Jew: A challenge huh? Well you know what Jag? You're on. (Crowd cheers) But I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you. I've got the title shot and I don't plan on letting it go. (Crowd boos) If you win the title tonight, you've got your rematch in Philly at Everlasting Epic. But if you don't, I'll give you the first crack at the title after I regain it. But one thing is for sure Jag, I'm going to Everlasting Epic. Whether you join me or not is your problem, not mine.

 

Jaguar carries a look of shock on his face as GI Jew turns around and hops on his motorcycle before speeding out of the garage onto a busy 33rd St., leaving his former rival and partner in a cloud of smoke.



-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #3 --



SEGMENT 7:  MATCH 2:  PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP:  SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE © VS. JAMES BIAMONTE:
Referee:  Billy Vargas

2Pac and Snoop Dogg's "2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted" hits the speakers and brings out James Biamonte to a favorable reaction from the New York crowd. Biamonte is ready for action and the crowd pumps him up, as he draws closer to the opportunity of winning the Progressive Championship for a third time. As Biamonte settles in the ring, G Unit's "Footprints" plays next and Showtime Damon Savage appears with "Not That" Rodney King, prompting the crowd to throw boos at the Progressive Champion. They are confident as usual, and pay no mind to the crowd.

Troy: Showtime shouldn't be looking so cocky. He's got a challenge to overcome in James Biamonte.

Ferrara: Let's go, champ! Stomp this guy!

Troy: Do you even listen?!

Showtime gets into the ring as "Not That" takes his spot on the outside. The music begins to die down as Showtime disrobes his entrance attire. When he is finally ready, the bell rings and signals the beginning of this match up. Biamonte and Showtime lock up hard in the middle, but it doesn't last long. Showtime sends a knee into Biamonte's stomach and pounds his back with a double axe handle while he's doubled over. Biamonte maintains his standing position but stumbles forward, away from Showtime. As soon as Biamonte turns around, Showtime charges forward, but is caught with a hip toss that sends him rolling across the mat. Showtime scurries to his feet and backs up into the ropes.

Troy: Showtime looks a little worried here.

Ferrara: Give the Champ some credit, Troy. He's just taking a second to make a strategy.

"Not That" shouts words of encouragement to Showtime, and he proceeds to lock up in the middle of the ring with Biamonte. This time Biamonte gets the advantage with several stiff rights that sends the crowd to its feet. Biamonte irish whips Showtime, but the move is reversed and Biamonte is sent running into the ropes instead. On his return, Showtime receives a hard shoulder block that drops him into the mat. Biamonte makes the cover for only a two count. Undaunted, Biamonte peels Showtime off the mat and delivers a JB Cutter with unprecedented impact! Biamonte covers again... one, two, and kick out. "Not That" slaps the mat from the outside and shouts for Showtime to get up.

Troy: Biamonte's on a roll! He's going to win the title!

Ferrara: No way, Troy. Showtime is in complete control.

Biamonte signals to the crowd for the Buzzkill and eagerly waits as Showtime slowly climbs to his feet. Biamonte sets up Showtime for the finisher, but Showtime battles out of it with several punches and hooks. Biamonte takes an absolute beating and is floored with a huge left hook. Showtime raises his arms and the crowd boos. Biamonte stirs and is picked up by Showtime, who whips him into the ropes. As Biamonte returns, he bears a resurgence of energy and blasts Showtime with a devastating clothesline. Biamonte picks up Showtime and sets him up for the Buzzkill again, but Showtime counters out of it and destroys Biamonte with a sudden It's Showtime! With Biamonte on the floor, Showtime tightly hooks the legs... one, two, three.

Ferrara: Like I said all along. The Champ knew what he was doing.

Troy: In any case, take nothing away from Biamonte. He put up a great match tonight.

Showtime's arms are raised and he is presented with his belt while "Footprints" plays again. He climbs out of the ring and heads up the ramp with "Not That" Rodney King, but turns around to stare at Biamonte who begins to stir in the ring. He nods lightly, with his face adorning a look of respect for the challenge he just received and overcame.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 8:54 AND STILL PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION:  SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE
 
 

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #4 --
 


SEGMENT 8:  BACKSTAGE:
Back from commercial, Scott Cornelius is standing by with the reigning PWA Tag Team Champions, Greg Price and Kris Anthony, The Naturals.

Cornelius:  Alright, I’m here with the…

Price:  Save it, loser.  We are the Tag Team Champions of the world, we need no introduction.  Every living, breathing human in this world knows that I am Greg Price, this is Kris Anthony, and collectively, we are the Naturals, and we are your reigning Tag Team Champions.

Anthony:  There were a lot of people who came around in the beginning, telling us that we needed to back up what we said with actions in the ring.  Well, now we have, and our detractors have nothing to say.  You see, it’s…

Just then, Paul Dawkins and Jackie Baccaro walk on camera, prompting the fans in the arena to cheer.

Dawkins:  You know, if you two are so confident and sure of yourselves, then why are you refusing to grant us a rematch?

Price and Anthony laugh to themselves and ignore the question.

Baccaro:  You two think you’re real funny, huh?  Perhaps we didn’t ask the question properly.

Baccaro and Dawkins then grab Price and Anthony and shove them into the wall simultaneously.

Dawkins:  So let me ask you again.  Why are you refusing to grant us our rematch?

Price:  Because you don’t deserve one.  Now let us go.

Anthony:  Seriously, this little display isn’t helping you.  You two were too moronic to have a rematch clause put into the contract, so we’re taking advantage of it.

Price:  And if you don’t like it, well, tough.

Anthony:  Looks like we win… again.

Price:  … Naturally.

Price and Anthony then exit, laughing hysterically, as Dawkins and Baccaro boil over with rage.

 
SEGMENT 9:  MATCH 3:  PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP:  MIKE GRIECO © VS. SUPERSTAR SCOTT HOSEMANN:
Referee:  Matt Hansen
Mike Grieco has a dangerous entrance.  No matter what condition he's in, he always walk out with a grin of confidence on his face, and Dee Licious on his arm; and for quite a while now, the International Championship on his waist.  A man who is perpetually devoid of all apprehension can be a daunting opponent.  As Grieco steps into the ring for yet another title defense, it seems he may finally have something to be daunted about.  Superstar Scott Hosemann is his opponent, and he arrives at the ring with Justin Schenck.

Hosemann steps into the ring, and like the champion, he is the recipient of deafening boos.  Hosemann is unfazed however, and it is obvious that he is anxious to take Grieco's gold, as he sucker punches his opponent immediately.  The bell rings, and Dee screams, evacuating the ring as Hosemann pummels Grieco into the corner.  Grieco however, holds his ground and quickly punches back.  His blows may be slower; he may be the less experienced brawler, but Hosemann is clearly at a deficit of brute strength.

Troy:  I would not like to be on the receiving end of those massive cannons.  But the fans have no clue who to root for, it seems.

Ferrara:  Ditto.  Both these guys aren't best friends with the people.

Grieco pummels Hosemann all the way to the opposing corner, but Hosemann in a panic thumbs Grieco in the eye, stopping him cold.  Hosemann then stomps at Grieco's gut, and sets him up for the Superstar Stunner!  However, Grieco shoves Hosemann away into the ropes, and catches him with a huge power slam!  The referee counts one, and Hosemann kicks out with authority, before springing to his feet, and stomping Grieco into oblivion.  Hosemann proceeds to dominate at length, until again he seems ready for the Superstar Stunner.

Hosemann kicks Grieco in the gut, but as he gets into position for the Stunner, Dee slides into the ring with the International belt and gets in Hosemann's face, demanding that he stop!  Before Hosemann can react, Schenck rolls into the ring and shoves her out of the way!  Schenck tackles Dee out of the ring, and the belt is dropped on the mat in the process!  The referee is distracted by this intergender scuffle, and in the confusion, Grieco grabs the belt, and blasts Hosemann with it, before covering for the one, two, three!  Grieco evacuates and Schenck flies into a rage.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 10:43 AND STILL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION:  MIKE GRIECO
 
 

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #5 --
 


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