SATURDAY,
SEPTEMBER 25, 2004
SAN DIEGO
SAN DIEGO , CALIFORNIA
SEGMENT 9: BACKSTAGE:
The shot cuts to the door of Jaguar's dressing room, where Scott
Cornelius is with the former World Heavyweight Champion.
Cornelius: Jaguar, finally the day of
your PWA Championship opportunity has come. After coming so close to earning a
shot at Meltdown, but being robbed by Hollywood Mike Griffin in the finals of
The Golden Ring Tourmament, you then defeated Griffin
at Everlasting Epic 3 to bring you here to San Diego, where you are a short
while away from facing your friend Scythe. What is on your mind at this time?
Jaguar: You're right,
it has been a long road to get here. In the past few weeks, Scythe put a superkick on my grill that knocked me clean out and I got
caught up outside the ring while he got pinned by Solomon, but the time for tag
team mishaps is over. Tonight, it is me and Scythe, one-on-one, for the
Heavyweight Championship of The World. Don't get me
wrong Corny, no one in this business has more respect
for Scythe than I do. I hooked him up with his big break in CAW and PWA and now
he has risen to heights that I knew he could reach years ago. Hell, the
guy has been like a little brother to me for years. But the time has come for
his highs to end. Scythe, you've had a tremendous run at the top and I'm proud
of you for that, but tonight, you have no idea what you are stepping into the
ring with. I have waited for 14 months to wear the PWA Championship, and now,
it's my time. You might have cut down The Machines and The
Mike Tortoricis of the world, but tonight, you will
realize that I truly got that fire.
Cornelius: Alright,
thanks Jag. Back to you guys.
SEGMENT 10: MATCH 6:
JONATHAN BRETT VS. ROMEO:
Referee:
Billy Vargas
Billy Vargas
waits in the ring to officiate the next contest as “Quake 1” by Nine Inch Nails
takes to the speakers. With nothing but boos awaiting them, Jonathan Brett and
The Miracle Mike Troha make their entrance. Brett is wheeling the former World
Heavyweight Champion in his wheelchair, but looks extremely focused on doing damage
as Troha, who is carrying crutches in his lap, barks out orders to his big
ally.
As Brett waits
in the ring, three D-bombs soar from the ceiling and explode on the stage as B.G.’s Beat-n-Azz version of
“Hottest of The Hot” hits. The crowd cheers raucously as Romeo steps through
the curtain and Brett looks down at the parked Troha before beckoning Romeo
into the ring. “Da Playboi”
wastes no time in charging down the ramp and into the ring to immediately trade
punches with Brett and gains the early advantage with his big overhand rights.
Brett reels
into the ropes and Romeo shoots him to the other side before knocking him out
of the ring with a big shoulder tackle! The crowd pops for Romeo, but Troha
continues to scream at the former International Champion, prompting Romeo to go
after him. He reaches through the ropes to grab Troha from the chair, but Brett
slides back into the ring to club him in the back before sending him down with
a big belly-to-back suplex.
Brett makes a
cover and gets a solid count of two before picking Romeo up and tossing him
into a corner. Brett outstretches his leg and jams his boot across the throat
of Romeo as Billy Vargas makes him break it by the count of five. Romeo gasps
for air and Brett continues that by scooping him up and dropping him face first
to complete a snake eyes drop on the top turnbuckle. Romeo falls back down on
the mat and the fans boo again as Brett stops to taunt them.
Brett grabs
Romeo up by the shirt and gives him a hard knee to the midsection before
whipping him to the ropes and scoring with a big powerslam.
Brett covers again for 1----2----and Romeo kicks out before three. Troha yells
for Brett to make Romeo give up and Brett tries to make that happen by locking
on a sleeperhold. Brett hunkers all his weight down
in the move and it appears that the move could be a choke as Vargas checks to
see if Romeo will give it up.
Romeo gets to
his feet and elbows Brett in the gut three times to break the hold. He runs to
the ropes, but heads back into Brett’s grip as he executes an impressive
military press above his head. But before he can deliver a slam, Romeo slips
behind Brett and lifts him up before planting him with a reverse Death Valley
Driver! Romeo gets up as Brett writhes on the mat and he adjusts his trademark
black bandana to a big roar from the crowd.
Romeo gets
behind Brett, who takes some time in getting up. Vargas also has his eyes on
Brett, so neither man sees Troha struggle to rise from his wheelchair and swing
a crutch towards the ring, nailing Romeo in the back of the head! Troha howls
in pain from the swing, but it appears to be worth it as Romeo falls to the
canvas and he hurries back to his chair.
Romeo struggles
to get up, but once he does, Brett is waiting to scoop him up and drill him
with a Samoan Driver! Brett makes a cover and hooks both legs for the 1,2,3!
“Quake 1”
replays and Brett gets up and is ready to leave the ring, but Troha uses one
crutch to lean on while he slides the other into the ring. He yells for Brett
to choke Romeo out with it and a sick grin comes across Brett’s face as he
turns the crutch upside down and jams it into the throat of “Da Playboi”!
Romeo kicks
violently as he is being choked and Brett refuses to let go until he is pried
off by scores of PWA officials. Brett stands over a motionless Romeo and holds
the crutch high as the
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT
SEGMENT 11: MATCH 7: PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: PAUL DAWKINS & JACKIE BACCARO © VS. TFU:
Referee:
Jose Soares
After Romeo is
helped from the ring, Jose Soares runs down the ramp and back into the ring to
officiate the Tag Team Championship match as Ill Nino’s “Have You Ever Felt”
begins. The booing of the evening continues as Lauren Tantalus leads her
brother Smooth Greg Tantalus and Hollywood Mike Griffin down to the ring. TFU
looks intent on capturing their third PWA Tag Team Titles as a
a tandem and their smug looks of confidence show that
they can get the job done.
Troy:
With the way they have out cheated the champions
lately, they very well could leave here with the belts.
“Black” by
Sevendust hits next and the cheers of the crowd come in droves as Paul Dawkins
and Jackie Baccaro make their entrance.
The Tag Team
Champions quickly get into the ring and hand their titles over, eager to start
things. The match begins with Dawkins squaring off against Tantalus. The lock
up and the much shorter Tantalus quickly goes behind
Dawkins to take him down with a leg trip. The Smooth one floats over on Dawkins
and slaps the back of his head three times, infuriating the former Air Force
serviceman.
Baccaro calms
his partner down with a tag to his back and enters the ring to square off
against Tantalus. They lock up and Tantalus hits a sharp knee to the midsection
before backing Baccaro up with a European uppercut to the chin. He jacks Baccaro’s jaw again and tries to whip him into the ropes,
but the whip is reversed and Baccaro sends him down with a clothesline.
Tantalus gets to his feet and gets sent right back down after another
clothesline, prompting him to make it over to his corner and bring in
The camera cuts away to Lauren Tantalus, who is laughing hysterically
at The Teabag, but the next shot shows
Ferrara:
Steven Spielberg, the infamous Hollywood director is here at Walking Wounded!
We are mighty close to
Dawkins beats
Tantalus down in the corner until Soares breaks it up, but
Lauren Tantalus
screams for Griffin to return, but it is too late as Baccaro covers Greg
Tantalus for a count of 1----2----3! “Black” replays and the champions
celebrate with their titles as a completely shocked
WINNERS VIA PINFALL
AT
SEGMENT 12: BACKSTAGE:
Moments before the title defense
of the PWA World Heavyweight Championship, Traci Reed interviews Scythe as they
stand in front of a back drop for Walking Wounded.
Reed: Scythe, you are only minutes away from stepping into the ring with a
three time champion, Jaguar. You've been strong with your title reign ever
since you won the title at the Symphony of Destruction, but tonight, you have
to face one of your greatest challenges in the form of your friend, Jaguar. Is
there anything you'd like to say before you enter the ring tonight?
Scythe: Jaguar... No, James and I have been great friends. We've seen each
other through some tough times, and we've made it a point to look out for each
other. He said something earlier tonight. He said that he looked at me like a
little brother. And you know something? I do look at him like family, because
he's been there for me and I've been there for him. But there comes a time when
you've gotta fight your own battles. It's easier to
realize that when you're holding this belt, because that means that no one can
fight your battles for you except yourself. I've gotta
out there tonight, and I''vem gotta
show Jaguar that when I have to, I can stand on my own two feet. When I have
to, I can swing my own sword. And tonight, this blade will cut down Jaguar.
Reed: Strong words from the Champion. Scythe, good luck.
SEGMENT 13: JUMBOTRON:
An extensive video package airs, highlighting the upcoming PWA World
Heavyweight Championship between the champion Scythe and challenger
Jaguar. Their long history as friends is
played up, as are the recent tensions between them, Scythe’s meteoric rise to
the top of the PWA, and Jaguar’s quest to regain the gold.
SEGMENT 14: MATCH 8:
PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP:
SCYTHE © VS. JAGUAR:
Referee: Tom Stevens
The bell rings
three times as the focus shifts to ring announcer Lee Palmer.
Palmer:
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is
for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship!
“I Got That
Fire” by Juvenile and Mannie Fresh begins, sparking a
huge ovation as Palmer speaks again.
Palmer:
Introducing first, the challenger. Making his way to the ring from
Jaguar steps
out to a thunderous ovation and points out to the crowd before throwing his
arms up to summon his blaze of flaming fireworks. He makes his way down the
ramp with his head slightly dripping of water used to keep him cool as he
prepares for battle. He poses on all four turnbuckles and bounces off the ring
ropes as his music stops and
Palmer:
And his opponent, from Simi Valley, California, weighing 254
pounds, he is The Modern-Day Samurai and the PWA Heavyweight Champion of
the Worlllllllld, he is…..Scyyyyythe!
Scythe steps
out to an immense roar from the crowd, and his legion of fans bring the
champion to the ring amidst two infernos from his fire cannons igniting behind
him. Scythe steps through the ropes and sheds his entrance garb before
unhooking his title belt and hoisting it high on the turnbuckles for all his fellow Californians, as well as Jaguar, to see.
Scythe also poses for the crowd before forking the belt over to senior referee
Tom Stevens, who holds the title high before calling for the bell to get the
match underway.
Ferrara:
These two guys have only met once, and that was at a
live event in
The camera pans
back to a wide shot, showing the two longtime friends staring at one another as
the crowd breaks out into strong chants of “Scythe! Scythe! Scythe!”
There is a smattering of vociferous cheers for Jaguar, but they pale in
comparison to those of the champion.
Jaguar and
Scythe nod to each other and the fans pop as they circle the ring and finally
lock up in the center. Jaguar gains position first, but Scythe quickly takes
over and muscles him back into a corner. Stevens calls for a clean break and
Scythe gives one before they lock up again. Jaguar presses hard, but Scythe
once again manages to force him backward against the turnbuckles. After another
clean break, Jaguar looks a bit flustered and charges from the corner, only to
be taken down by a swift Scythe armdrag!
Scythe holds
the move into an armbar and twists the arm before
dropping an elbow on it, causing Jaguar to clutch his arm. Scythe Irish whips
Jaguar to the ropes and waits till he bounces off to send him down with a big
double hand chop to the chest. Scythe makes the first cover of the match, seeing
Jaguar kick out shortly after one count.
Scythe gets off
the canvas and gets Jaguar up, but he takes his eyes off the ball as Jaguar
gets low and bum rushes him back into a corner. Jaguar follows up with three
hard shoulder thrusts to the midsection and shoots Scythe out to an opposite
corner before following up with a big clothesline to bring some cheers out from
his fans in the crowd. Scythe stumbles out of the corner and Jaguar hooks him
up before executing a big vertical suplex. Jaguar floats over into a pin for
one…two…and a kickout by Scythe. Jaguar grabs Scythe
by the hair before scooping him up and planting him with a bodyslam.
Scythe barely lands before Jaguar backs into the corner and takes a few steps
out a puts a knee drop right across his forehead!
Scythe holds
his head for some time, leaving his lower half open as Jaguar grabs his right
leg and kicks the back of his thigh. Jaguar repeats and Scythe winces in pain
as the challenger tries to create a Charley Horse in his leg. Scythe struggles
to get up, but Jaguar plants a knee on his thigh and tugs on Scythe’s lower leg
to try and wear him down.
Jaguar pulls on
Scythe’s leg, causing the champion to grimace as Jaguar continues to drive all
242 of his pounds atop his limb. Scythe takes the first swing of the match and
misses as Jaguar ducks away and pulls even harder. Scythe pounds the mat in
anguish and the crowd gets behind him, cheering for his escape. Jaguar looks
out to the now pro-Scythe fans and digs even deeper, but he ducks his head too
low and Scythe escapes the hold by turning it into a cradle! Stevens counts
one…two…and Jaguar barely makes an escape!
Jaguar rolls
out and Scythe hops to his feet, but he’s sent right back to the mat as Jaguar
dives at his legs to take him out with a chopblock!
Scythe’s fans boo, but Jaguar’s part of the crowd cheers as he further attacks
Scythe’s limb with a single leg Boston Crab! Stevens asks Scythe if he wants to
give it up, but he refuses as Jaguar wrenches back on the hold. Scythe digs
deep and sweat drips from Jaguar’s head as the champion pounds the mat and
pushes up off it to try and escape by reaching the ropes, but Jaguar feels his
grip loosening and puts things further out of reach by turning the crab into a
step-over crossface!
Stevens asks
Scythe if he wants to give up the title, but he refuses and tries to inch
towards the ropes. Jaguar pulls tighter, but the cheers of the crowd bring
Scythe closer and closer to the ropes. Jaguar tugs even more and Scythe hits
the mat twice, prompting Jaguar to release the hold as Scythe grabs the bottom
rope!
Jaguar turns
away and throws his arms into the air, feeling he has become the new champion.
However, Stevens rushes over to tell him that Scythe reached the rope.
Ferrara:
Oh, that’s a little too close for comfort if you’re Jaguar.
Jaguar pleads
with Stevens that he is the winner, but the senior official tells him that
Scythe did not tap out and did reach the rope. Jaguar concedes his case and
goes to work on Scythe, but the champion had ample time to recover and lays Jag
out with a superkick right on the jaw!
Ferrara:
The way he hit it, I think he’s out again!
Scythe falls
down to the mat and takes a bit of time in making a cover, but he drapes an arm
across Jaguar’s chest for a count of one……two…..thr-and
Jaguar gets a shoulder up in the nick of time! Scythe gets to his feet rather
quickly and pounds his chest, making the crowd cheer as they see he’s gained
his second wind!
Scythe gets
Jaguar off the canvas and smacks his chest with a hard reverse knife-edge chop!
Jaguar comes back with one of his own and Scythe follows up with another, all
bringing Ric Flair “Whooos”
from the fans. Jaguar comes back with another, but Scythe lands a heavy chop,
backing Jag into the ropes. Scythe grabs him by the collar and tears his shirt
in half before shooting him to the ropes and downing Jag with a double hand
chop that is sure to turn his dark skin bright red!
Jaguar rolls
onto his stomach on the mat to quell another Scythe chop, but he doesn’t see
Scythe head out of the ring and up to the top rope. Jaguar gets to his knees
and finally his feet as Scythe soars off the top rope to connect with a
Steamboat flying body press! They land hard on the canvas, but Jaguar uses the
momentum to turn it into a cover for one….two….thre-but
Scythe kicks out!
Both men reach
their feet and finally begin to trade punches in the middle of the ring. Jaguar
backs Scythe up with a huge taped right hand and tries to plant him with
Version 1.0, but Scythe floats over and connects with a Flying Dragon in the
middle of the ring!
Scythe drags
Jaguar over to the corner and begins to climb up the ropes for The Diving
Blade. The fans cheer the champion, obviously slowed by Jaguar’s assault on his
leg earlier in the match, as he climbs up the turnbuckles. Scythe reaches the
top, but he takes too long as Jaguar gets up and lunges forward, pushing him
off the top rope and right into the security wall outside the ring!
Jaguar falls on
his back inside the ring as Scythe is motionless on the outside. Stevens begins
a slow count, but neither man moves. He counts
1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8---9, but Jaguar grabs his arm in the air to stop
him from reaching ten! Stevens scolds the Hot Boy, who ignores it as he rolls
to the outside to lift up the motionless Scythe. Jaguar lifts him up and rolls
the champion into the ring to break another count from Stevens. Jaguar pulls
himself up onto the ring apron and Scythe still hasn’t moved, so he climbs up
to the top rope. Jaguar gains his balance on the top rope and jumps off, making
flashbulbs explode as he connects with a Suga Splash on the prone Scythe!
Jaguar covers and hooks the far leg as Stevens counts one….two….thre-but Scythe kicks out again!
Jaguar slams
the mat in frustration and a very mixed reaction comes as he puts a thumb up
and then turns it down to signal for The Pedigree.
Jaguar lifts
Scythe up and kicks him in the midsection before placing his head face down
between his legs. He butterflies Scythe’s arms behind his back, but Scythe
immediately breaks his grip and pushes forward to roll Jaguar up! Stevens gets
into a position and counts, 1-----2------and Jaguar gets up at 2.9! Both men
are slow getting up, but Scythe rises first. He tries to land another superkick, but Jaguar scouts it and swats his leg away
before scooping him up and landing a desperate Carrjack from nowhere, making
half the crowd explode with cheers as the others cringe with fear!
Jaguar
collapses atop Scythe with his back on the champion as he hooks the near leg.
Stevens gets into position and counts one………….two…………three-but not before
Scythe gets a boot on the bottom rope!
A big ovation
comes as Jaguar gets up, amazed that he has still not put Scythe away. Scythe
seeks refuge in a corner as Jaguar angrily pulls off his ripped shirt,
revealing a slightly bloody chest from Scythe’s chops. He picks Scythe up in
the corner and grabs him by the hair before pounding away over and over and
over with taped right hands to the head of the champion. Most of the
Scythe gets to
the top rope and the same camera flash again as he jumps off and nails his moonsault with an impact so big that it knocks him off of
Jaguar! Scythe crawls over and puts an arm across Jaguar again as Stevens
begins his count. One…….two……thre-Jaguar gets his
free shoulder up!
Scythe moves
his hair out of his eyes, showing a look of total disbelief on his face as he
stands up, clearly not sure of what to do next. Scythe gets Jaguar off the mat
and whips him to the ropes again. He ducks his head for a back body drop, but
Jag stops short and uses all of his remaining energy to lift him up and blast
Scythe with Version 1.0 of The Carrjack!
Jaguar crawls
atop the champion again and Stevens counts one……..two…….thre-and
now Scythe gets an arm up yet again!
Jaguar just
shakes his head and wipes his brow as his friend simply refuses to give in. He
pulls himself up with the use of the ropes and another big mixed pop comes as
he makes the signal for a second Carrjack. Scythe’s body is limp and
defenseless as Jaguar grabs him by the hair and gets him into position for the
body-compressing slam. He lifts Scythe up and drives him down, but Scythe
manages to turn it into a modified crucifix and Stevens counts
one…….two…….three!
The bell rings
and “With You” hits again, but Scythe is flat on his
back, exhausted from his victory. Jaguar is on his knees looking up at Stevens,
who holds three fingers up to show Scythe’s win is legit. Jaguar pounds the mat
as the referee reaches out to grab the belt from the timekeeper, but when
Stevens turns around, Jaguar snatches the title and
shoves him down!
The music stops
and Stevens looks up at the defeated Jaguar, who is
almost shaking uncontrollably with anger. The official quickly exits the ring
and Jaguar stares at the gold before turning his attention to Scythe, who is
struggling to get up. Jaguar bends his knees and clutches the belt behind
Scythe, who is still trying to rise.
Scythe pulls
himself up using the ropes and Jaguar begins to swing the belt, but suddenly
stops…and hands the title to Scythe! Scythe looks at Jaguar and then the belt
before graciously taking back his gold and embracing his friend to a thunderous
ovation!
Ferrara:
Oh come on Jaguar, you should have laid him out dummy! I would have put the
title right between his eyes!
“With You” hits again and fireworks pop above the ring as Jaguar
raises Scythe’s arm for all of his hometown fans to cheer. Jaguar exits the
ring to a loud ovation and Scythe climbs up on the turnbuckles to hold his
title in the air once again as Walking Wounded comes to an amazing end.
WINNER VIA PINFALL
AT 34:44 AND STILL PWA CHAMPION: SCYTHE