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SATURDAY, OCTOBER 30, 2004

MADISON SQUARE GARDEN

NEW YORK, NEW YORK



SEGMENT 1:  INTRODUCTION:

The FBI warning flashes onto the screen, before fading into a video, set to Earshot's "Wait" that highlights the PWA Championship match between champion Scythe and the Alaskan Monster Solomon in a 60-Minute Iron Man match in which falls will count anywhere in New York City.  After this, "Wait" restarts and we are taken inside the World’s Most Famous Arena, Madison Square Garden in New York City, where we catch sight of an elaborate set, featuring a long ramp in the design of a broken, gravely roadway, separated by stone pillars with torches atop them, a giant Jumbotron, and a detailed stage, with tombstones decorating either side.  From there, an amazing pyrotechnics display ensues, with fireworks shooting from the stage and ring, which is surrounded by 20 PWA superstars.  As the exhibition concludes and the fans go crazy, we are taken to our commentators, Victor Troy and Paul Ferrara!

Troy:  Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Madison Square Garden!  Welcome to New York City!  Welcome to Hellbent!  I’m Victor Troy, along here with Paul Ferrara, and folks, tonight, the PWA is letting it all hang out!  We have six tremendous matches here for you tonight, and each match features a stipulation that’s crazier than the last one!

Ferrara:  That’s right Troy, and that all starts with the main event here tonight, as Scythe puts the PWA title on the line against Solomon in a match that not only sees falls count anywhere in this great city, but it is a 60-minute Iron Man match.

Troy:  And as if that weren’t enough, we got word just hours ago that Commissioner Kerry Cox has added a new stipulation to the match.  There will be, in fact, a strict 60-minute limit on that main event.  Therefore, if the score is tied at the end of the hour, Scythe will retain the championship.

Ferrara:  That’s big news, Troy, because now Scythe retains that championship advantage.  Again, Scythe doesn’t have to beat Solomon; Solomon has to beat him.  Solomon’s undefeated record won’t even necessarily come into play now either, as Scythe could theoretically last the hour, with the score remaining 0-0, and Solomon would lose.  It should be one hell of an interesting match.

Troy:  Also tonight, for the first time ever, we will see a House of Horrors match, as Anthony Failla squares off with Mike Grieco.

Ferrara:  In what should be a thrilling TLC match for the Tag Team Championship, Paul Dawkins and Jackie Baccaro defend the gold against The Hot Boy$, The Naturals, and TFU.

Troy:  In another PWA first, The Omega Steve Beovich defends the International strap against Jon Dulberg in a
Texas Death Match.

Ferrara:  Camieko battles Lauren Tantalus for the Women’s Championship in a two out of three falls match.

Troy:  And, without any further adieu, let’s head to the ring for our opening contest, Jason Calysto vs. Infernus in a Lumberjack Match!

 

SEGMENT 2:  MATCH 1:  LUMBERJACK MATCH:  THE ICEMAN JASON CALYSTO VS. INFERNUS:
Referee:  Billy Vargas

Several men from the roster are standing by the ring, and noticeably, some are more patient than others. A few men, particularly those who are facing each other later tonight, have begun to bicker despite the fact that they are standing on opposite sides of the ring. Those present at ringside are Justin Schenck, Scott Hosemann, Justice, Dean Nash, Damien Fields, Jonathan Brett, Darrin Giles, Speed Demon, Reaper, Showtime, Jon Dulberg, Steve Beovich, Kris Anthony, Greg Price, Jackie Baccaro, Paul Dawkins, Romeo, Jaguar, Greg Tantalus, and Mike Griffin.

Troy: This is a Lumberjack Match, where twenty men surround the ring and, in this case, make sure that Jason Calysto and Infernus keep the action inside the ring.

Ferrara: Bear in mind that the Lumberjacks can hurt or help you, so it certainly doesn’t hurt to have a lot of friends here.

Before the announcers can say another word, “Smash Sumthin” by Redman and Adam F. brings out a confident Infernus, prompting Madison Square Garden crowd to passionately boo. Walter Gindin has accompanied Infernus, and is inaudibly speaking to him as they approach the ring. As they get closer, Infernus beings staring down the many Lumberjacks before climbing into the ring himself. Walter Gindin tries to follow suit, but the baby face Lumberjacks get in his way, ‘causing him to scurry away. Gindin opts to leave the area, probably for his own safety, and heads back up the ramp. Infernus poses on the turnbuckles and looks down at the many men who will watch this match with a front row seat. Not long after, his music fades into “F*ckin In The Bushes” by Oasis!

Troy: And here comes the Iceman! He’ll finally get the chance to settle the score tonight!

Ferrara: Several months ago, The Machine, Tony Annetta, and Infernus all got together and threw out Jason Calysto, ruining what was supposed to be his last night with the PWA. Now, Calysto is back with a vengeance, and he’s already taken out The Machine, tore up Annetta’s shoulder, and Infernus is the next on his hit list.

The crowd roars for the arrival of Jason Calysto, who acknowledges his fans by throwing his arms up high! After playing it up for the crowd, Calysto wastes no time and dashes for the ring, rolling inside of it and taking the fight right to Infernus! The bell sounds and this match is underway!

Calysto and Infernus trade fists, but Calysto gains the upper hand and downs Infernus with a body slam! Infernus clutches his back, but not for long as Calysto lifts him off the mat and destroys him with a big suplex that the crowd roars in approval for! Calysto drops a knee on Infernus’ face while he’s still on the mat before peeling him off of it. Calysto swings a few hard rights into Infernus’ face before tossing him into the ropes! Calysto follows closely behind and clotheslines him out of the ring!

Troy: Infernus has just been thrown into uncharted territory!

Ferrara: This is what I mean when I said that you’d better have a lot of friends!

The Lumberjacks begin to crowd Infernus, but they begin to argue amongst each other as to what his fate should be. However, amongst the bickering, Infernus is fortunate enough to be tossed back into the ring. The crowd boos, but Calysto has something to say about that, specifically with a few good stomps to Infernus’ back! He brings Infernus back to his feet and distributes several punches into his midsection, before going for another suplex! However, Infernus slips out of the maneuver and whips Calysto into the ropes, rushing closely behind and splashing him with a clothesline. Infernus then sets Calysto up on the turnbuckle and climbs up with him. Calysto tries to battle back with fists to Infernus’ gut, but Infernus further stuns him with a double axe handle to the back. Infernus lifts Calysto up and plants him with a suplex off the turnbuckle that makes the crowd cringe.

Troy: Oh my God! Get up, Jason!

Ferrara: What a move from Infernus! He can take this one, Troy!

Infernus crawls over to Calysto and drapes an arm over him. The ref begins to count, but the baby face Lumberjacks slap the mat in unison. The referee counts, one, tw- Calysto gets a shoulder up! Infernus growls and lifts Calysto off the mat, landing hard right punches of his own, but Calysto blocks one and battles back! He shoves Infernus into the ropes and lands the spinning heel kick! The crowd goes berserk!

Troy: There it is, Paul! This one’s just about over!

Calysto waits for Infernus to rise to his feet, and the baby face Lumberjacks are still slapping the mat! However, the heels get tired of this display and shove them to the side. The bickering starts up once again, but eventually breaks up into a large brawl! The Naturals, Paul Dawkins and Jackie Baccaro, TFU, and the Hot Boys are all battling each other in one large brawl, while Justice is attempting to fight off both Reaper and Speed Demon. As the war continues, Solomon storms down to the ring and attacks Calysto, nailing him with the Deep Freeze. He sports a wide grin, and the referee has no choice but to throw this match out.

Troy: What the Hell did Solomon do that for?!

Ferrara: Whatever his reasons are, it cost Jason the chance to finish off Infernus!

Solomon continues to look down at Calysto, but Scythe soars down the ramp and enters the ring, fighting off Solomon! Some of the Lumberjacks begin to spill into the ring, and the carnage continues until hordes of officials pile into the ring to separate the men. The crowd, however, proceeds to cheer for the chaos and confusion that opened this show.
WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION AT 13:26:  THE ICEMAN JASON CALYSTO
 

SEGMENT 3:  BACKSTAGE:

A camera cuts to Traci Reed, who meets The Hot Boy$ shortly after they come back through the curtain.

 

Reed: Romeo, Jaguar, we just saw you guys get involved in the lumberjack match, but your own match looms just moments away. What are your thoughts?

 

Jaguar: Let me give you a little history lesson Traci. Two years ago, the only TLC match in Madison Square Garden history was held between The Hot Boy$ and The Rosedale Renegades to unify the CAW and FSW Tag Team Titles. The result of that match? The Hot Boy$ leave with a kilo of gold and they are never heard from again.

 

Romeo: It's gonna be the same ending tonight Traci. We are going to leave with the gold again. We are the only team in the match to have ever done a TLC, and we've done one right here in NYC before. So here in our home away from home, we're letting you know right now that we're about to burn this building down and show you that we are the hottest team to ever get it on in that ring.

 

Reed: Thanks guys, good luck.

 

SEGMENT 4:  MATCH 2:  PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP:  TEXAS DEATH MATCH: 
THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH © VS. JON DULBERG:
Referee:  Jason Church

The camera heads back to the ring, where ring announcer Lee Palmer is waiting.

 

Palmer: The following contest is for the PWA International Championship and it is a Texas Death Match! The rules of this match are as follows. Falls will be counted by pinfall or submission only and there are no countouts or disqualifications. After a fall is registered, the competitor who lost the fall will have a count of 10 seconds to reach his feet. If he does not reach his feet by the count of ten, he will lose the match and the man who earned the fall will leave as The International Champion! (Crowd cheers) Now onto the participants. First, introducing the challenger, from Long Island, New York, weighing 235 pounds, The Human Highlight, Jon Dullll-berg!

 

Mudvayne's "Not Falling" begins, and boos pour in for Jon Dulberg as he steps out onto the stage. He scoffs at the crowd as he marches down the ramp and hops over the top rope to get into the ring.

 

Ferrara: I can't believe the reception Dulberg is getting tonight. This man is one of the best wrestlers the New York City independent scene has even witnessed, I've been there with him to know, yet this is the welcome he recieves?

 

Troy: You reap what you sow Paul, and these people loathe Jon Dulberg, just as the rest of the fans watching at home do.

 

Dulberg quickly leaves the ring and re-enters with a steel chair as White Zombie's "More Human Than Human" begins.

 

Palmer: And his opponent, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing 204 pounds, he is The PWA International Champion, The Omega Steve Beovich!

 

Beovich charges out to a mixed reaction, with many of the sour grapes coming for Palmer's mention of Boston in New York City. The champion removes his belt and rushes into the ring, where Dulberg swings the chair at him, but Beovich ducks the swipe and dropkicks it back into Dulberg's face, knocking him back out of the ring!

 

Dulberg lands hard on the outside and takes several moments to get to his feet, but once he does, Beovich bounces off the ring ropes and crashes into Dulberg with a suicide dive on the floor! Beovich makes a cover and Jason Church counts one....two....three!

 

Troy: Just like that Beovich gets a pinfall!

 

Ferrara: Yeah, but it's not over yet. Jon still has 10 seconds.

 

Church begins his count of one.....two.....three....four....five....six....seven, and Dulberg slowly staggers to his feet. Beovich nails a stinging left hand before Irish whipping Dulberg, but Dulberg reverses and sends the champion head first into the iron ringpost!

 

Beovich falls to the arena floor in a heap and blood begins to flow from his forehead as Dulberg grabs a television cable and wraps it around his neck. Beovich is choked until he's blue in the face and Dulberg covers him tightly for a three count!

 

Ferrara: And now Dulberg gets a pin!

 

Church begins his count again as Beovich struggles to regain his breath. The referee counts 1---2---3---4---5---6---7---8 and  Beovich uses the ring apron to pull himself up. Dulberg rolls him back into the ring and follows him in to attempt another cover. He only gets a two count before stomping Beovich back down to the mat. Dulberg hops back out of the ring and peels back the apron before coming back up with a kendo stick.

 

Dulberg climbs back into the ring and waits for Beovich to get up before cracking him hard in the ribcage with it. The Omega crumples down to the canvas and Dulberg wastes no time in locking on his painful Seventh Inning Stretch!

 

Ferrara: This has got to be it!

 

Troy: Can Beovich hang on here?!

 

Beovich tries to escape, but eventually taps out on the canvas, giving another fall to the challenger. Dulberg backs up as Church begins his count again and the crowd also counts for one...two...three...four...five...six...seven...eight...ni-and Beovich gets up again! He barely has time to get his bearings as Dulberg nearly splits the kendo stick right over his bloody head! Beovich falls face-first and Dulberg rolls him over before making an easy count of three on a motionless champion.

 

Ferrara: Now come on Troy. Can Beovich get up from that shot?

 

Troy: I don't know Paul, Beovich has lost a lot of blood here. He might be better served to stay down.

 

Ferrara: Stay down? He can't get up!

 

Church counts again and reaches seven with still no movement from The Omega. He moves at the count of eight and the crowd cheers him on as he begins to stir. Beovich grabs the bottom rope at nine and pulls himself up before ten, but falls right back down on the canvas. Church rules that the match will continue and Dulberg flips out, leaving the ring to grab the ring bell.

 

Dulberg stomps up the ring steps and steps back into the ring, prepared to KO Beovich with the ring bell, but The Omega reacts too quickly for him and hits a jumping spin kick that sends the bell right into Dulberg's jaw!

 

Troy: What a kick from Beovich! The champ is back in this match!

 

Dulberg falls hard and flat on his back as Beovich begins a slow climb to the top rope. Wiping blood from his eyes, Beovich dives off and tucks him body in before straightening it back out and blasting Dulberg with his Extreme Precision Frog Splash! Beovich holds on for a cover and gets one...two....three!

 

Troy: Beovich wins the fall and this crowd is going crazy!

 

Ferrara: Dulberg still has a 10 count!

 

The crowd cheers as Beovich takes the fall, but counts all over again as Church does the same. One...two...three...four....five...six...seven....eight....nine...ten! The bell rings!

 

Troy: That's it! Beovich has done it!

 

Palmer: Here is your winner and still PWA International Champion, The Omega Steeeve Beeee-ovich!

 

"More Human Than Human" hits again and the crowd rejoices as Beovich is handed his belt. He wipes the blood from his brow and swats it in the direction of a motionless Dulberg, knowing he has extracted sweet revenge before leaving the ring.

WINNER AT 12:03 AND STILL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION:  THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH
 

SEGMENT 5:  BACKSTAGE:

The camera cuts to the interview area, where Rick Madsen is with The PWA Tag Team Champions.

 

Madsen: I'm here with Paul Dawkins and Jackie Baccaro, and fellas, you are minutes away from defending your titles in your most dangerous match to date, the TLC. What's on your minds?

 

Dawkins: We heard The Hot Boy$ earlier, and they're right. They do have the experience advantage because no team besides them has competed in a TLC. But then again, they haven't gone up against this right here yet either.

 

Baccaro: If there is any advantage in this match, we sure as hell don't have one. And while other teams might bitch and moan about that, we look forward to answering that challenge. People don't want to give the Tag Team of the Year their real due? We'll see what they say after this one is in the books. Let's go Paul.

 

The champions head towards the ring as we cut back to the squared circle.

 

SEGMENT 6:  MATCH 3:  PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP:  TABLES, LADDERS AND CHAIRS: 
PAUL DAWKINS & JACKIE BACCARO VS. THE NATURALS VS. THE HOT BOY$ VS. TFU:
Referee:  Matt Hansen

A camera roams from the ring down the walkway, which is lined with tables, ladders and chairs as Lee Palmer climbs back into the ring.

 

Palmer: The following contest is a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match and it is for the PWA Tag Team Championship! The rules are simple, whichever team manages to unhook both title belts from the ring above me will be the Tag Team Champions! Introducing first, representing The Legacy and being led to the ring by Justin Schenck, at a total combined weight of 400 pounds, Greg Price and Kris Anthony, The Naturals!

 

Boos flood the arena as The Naturals make their entrance, set to Earshot's "Control". Justin Schenck pumps them up with encouraging words as they climb into the ring and Ill Nino's "Have You Ever Felt" plays.

 

Palmer: And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 397 pounds, Hollywood Mike Griffin and Smooth Greg Tantalus, T...F...U!

 

The jeers pick up in volume as Griffin and Tantalus come back to the familiar confines of Madison Square Garden, where they have won and lost several different title matches throughout their tremendous careers. Tantalus looks extremely focused on the danger at hand, while Griffin heads over towards the front row to begin chatting with a fan.

 

Troy: Mike Griffin talking to the fans? Do my eyes deceive me?

 

Ferrara: They do. Griffin could care less about the fans, but he told me that gentlemen in the front row is actually his agent. He came to New York to finalize a new movie deal.

 

Troy: Right before they are competing in a TLC match?!

 

Ferrara: Hey, time is precious when you're dealing with Hollywood.

 

Tantalus screams for Griffin to get in the ring for the match, and Hollywood finally shakes hands with his agent and removes his white robe as 3 D-Bombs slice through the air and explode on the ramp as "We On Fire" takes over.

 

Palmer: And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 499 pounds, Romeo and Jaguar, The Hot Boy$!

 

The Hot Boy$ arrive to a thunderous ovation, which only grows as they pose in front of the sea of fire that erupts behind them. Romeo peels off his Derek Jeter Yankees jersey and Jaguar tosses his throwback Brian Leetch Rangers jersey aside to reveal their ring gear as they climb into the ring. The former Tag Team Champions pose on the turnbuckles to the cheers of the crowd before Sevendust's "Black" hits.

 

Troy: The Hot Boy$ made a good point earlier Paul. Of the four teams in this match, they are the only one to compete in a TLC match before and win one, and that was right here in Madision Square Garden.

 

Ferrara: True, but this match is a first. Never before have four teams competed in this style of match. Let's see if their experience pays off.

 

Palmer: And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 517 pounds, they are the PWA Tag Team Champions, Paul Dawkins and Jackieeee Bacarrrrroooo!

 

Dawkins and Baccaro arrive to a wave of cheers and look all business as they step into the ring and hand their belts to Matt Hansen. Each team waits in a corner as the rings drop from the ceiling and the referee hooks both belts onto it. The cable rises back up, 20 feet in the air as Hansen calls for the bell.

 

Troy: Alright, here we go!

 

The four teams quickly split apart and go after the men next to them, leaving The Hot Boy$ against The Naturals while Dawkins and Baccaro attack TFU. Dawkins establishes an early advantage on Griffin, using the lack of rules to pound away on him with reckless abandon. Romeo knocks Greg Price to the arena floor and follows him out of the ring, leaving Kris Anthony to battle Jaguar.

 

Greg Tantalus goes to help Anthony, and both men pummel Jaguar in a corner as Griffin tries to fight off the Tag Champions. Romeo tosses Price hard into the steel ring steps before walking up the ramp and grabbing a table. Romeo sets the table up near the ring apron before grabbing Price to put him through it, but he is clubbed from behind by Anthony and thrown hard into the security wall. Baccaro battles Griffin alone and Irish whips him, but Griffin reverses the whip and Tantalus runs over to lowbridge the top rope, sending Baccaro over the top and crashing down through the table below!

 

Jaguar and TFU are now in the ring and they quickly go after him, double teaming the former PWA Champion viciously and eventually landing a quick Hart Attack Clothesline on him. With Baccaro still on the ground and The Naturals fending off Paul Dawkins and Romeo, Griffin rushes out of the ring and slides a ladder in.

 

Troy: TFU is going for a ladder!

 

Ferrara: They are probably the fastest guys in this match and Griffin has a ton of ladder match experience himself. It could be over right here!

 

TFU sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring and Griffin tries to climb it as Dawkins slides in to stop him. Tantalus cuts him off, but Griffin is thrown off the ladder by Anthony! The Legacy member begins to celebrate, until Romeo spins him around, kicks him in the midsection and slams him with a Dre Day Powerbomb to a big ovation!

 

Anthony rolls out of the ring as Romeo trades fists with Tantalus. Da Playboi wins that battle and shoots Tantalus to the ropes, but he ducks his head down too early for a back body drop and the former PWA Champion greets him with a big running knee lift in the mouth!

 

Baccaro pulls himself up from the broken table and grabs a chair from nearby. As Jaguar and Griffin battle, Baccaro gets into the ring and nails Griffin in the back! Jaguar watches him fall, but feels the same chair right in the head, sending him to the mat as well! Baccaro looks to take Tantalus down with the chair, but he is tripped up by Greg Price and dragged back to the outside before being tossed into the ringpost!

 

On the opposite side of the ring, Dawkins reaches under the ring apron and pulls out another table. He sets it up outside the ring next to another table set up previously before being nailed from behind by Romeo and rolled back into the ring.

 

Price rolls back into the ring as well and chokes Jaguar with his boot in the corner as Romeo takes the ladder and folds it up. He yells for Price, who turns around and gets drilled in the head by the charging Hot Boy! Romeo drops the ladder, sitting it between the top and middle ropes as it leans back in the ring. He checks up on his partner, but as Jaguar gets up, Griffin jumps onto the ladder, springing it right back in their faces!

 

Troy: What a move by Griffin!

 

Ferrara: He has singlehandedly taken out both Hot boy$ right there!

 

Dawkins and Tantalus begin to brawl again in the ring before Tantalus sneaks in an eye rake. He then picks up a steel chair and waffles Dawkins right across the back with it! The Smooth One holds the weapon high to celebrate, but he is quickly spun around and taken down with a Flatliner, courtesy of Anthony!

 

The Natural reaches his feet, but Baccaro jumps up from nowhere and drills him with a huge running forearm that sends him reeling out of the ring! As the only man standing, Baccaro takes the ladder again and sets it back up in the center of the ring. He begins a slow climb to the top, but Tantalus kicks it over and he lands crotch-first on the top rope!

 

Ferrara: That's gotta hurt!

 

The Hot Boy$ begin to reach their feet, both bloodied by Griffin's ladder shot. They each exit the ring and begin to set up a table next to one another on the arena floor. Griffin pulls out another ladder and slides it into the ring before trying to set it up.

 

Griffin begins scaling the ladder again, but Jaguar slides into the ring and pays him back by climbing up behind him and compacting him with a Carrjack from the third rung! Dawkins gets to his feet and clotheslines Romeo out of the ring while Tantalus tries to scale the second ladder. Dawkins creeps up from behind and tries to hit The M.O.A.B., but Tantalus escapes and connects with a low blow!

 

Price rolls back into the ring, his head now bloody as well from a Romeo ladder shot. He dropkicks a recovering Baccaro back to the outside of the ring, but he turns around to find unlikely partners as Tantalus tosses him a chair. Price catches it out of instinct, but that chair is sent right into his face by another chair shot, courtesy of Jaguar!

 

Ferrara: Ouch! Greg Price has gotta be done now!

 

Jaguar and Tantalus each head up the ladder, nailing one other with hard fists as they near the top. Each swipes at the belts, but are unsuccessful in reaching them. Both get a hand on them, but their ladder is uprooted by Dawkins and both crash through the tables that the Philly native set up earlier!

 

Troy: Oh my God! Jaguar and Greg Tantalus have got to be broken in half!

 

Kris Anthony and Romeo roll back into the ring as Baccaro does the same, leaving The Natural and Da Playboi against the tag champs. Dawkins and Baccaro send Anthony down to the mat and Dawkins takes Romeo out of the game with The M.O.A.B. the champions get up and look around, finding Greg Price, Mike Griffin outside the ring on the floor, Jaguar and Tantalus still motionless admist a forest of tables, and Romeo and Anthony on the ground beneath them. With the crowd roaring, the champions set a ladder up and begin to climb!

 

Troy: Dawkins and Baccaro are all alone! They are gonna take this thing!

 

Ferrara: There's no one to stop them!

 

Dawkins and Baccaro reach the top of the ladder and prepare to take back their belts, but their ladder is overturned and they crash through the tables set up by The Hot Boy$--thanks to Justin Schenck!

 

Troy: What the hell?!?!

 

Ferrara: Justin Schenck has just sent both Dawkins and Baccaro crashing though those tables!

 

Schenck quickly sets the ladder back up in the middle and The Naturals get up first to climb the ladder. Schenck holds the steel as Price and Anthony reach the top and unhook the belts, prompting Matt Hansen to call for the bell!

 

Troy: Oh no!

 

Ferrara: The Naturals have done it! The Naturals have regained the titles and you are speechless Troy! No one thought they could do it!

 

Troy: Look at all this wreckage folks. Paul and Jackie were well on their way to retaining the tag team titles until that weasel Justin Schenck got involved. This is deplorable!!

 

"Control" hits again and The Naturals are announced as the winners as Darrin Giles and Superstar Scott Hosemann rush into the ring. The Legacy holds the gold high before carrying the victorious duo from the carnage, all to an immeasurable amount of boos from the New York City faithful.

WINNERS AT 23:01 AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS:  THE NATURALS

SEGMENT 7:  BACKSTAGE:

The camera shifts backstage, where Nick Cade is standing by with Mike Grieco.

Cade:  Mike Grieco, in just a few moments, you will head to the ring for something that you can’t possibly be prepared for.  You will be going at it with Anthony Failla in the first-ever House of Horrors match, a match where the only way to win is to throw your opponent through an ever-raising glass structure, down to flaming tables below.  Not only that, the structure will be filled with weapons.  Do you think that this could be the last time you ever head to the ring?

Grieco:  You know Nick, in this business, every time you go out there could be the last time.  That’s the chance you take every time you step between the ropes.  But tonight is different.  Tonight is an environment created specifically to breed sheer destruction.  Was I playing right into Failla’s hand accepting this match?  Maybe, maybe not.  But I don’t care, Nick.  Every time I’ve faced Failla, I’ve beaten him.  He can’t defeat me.  Do you remember last year at Hellbent?  The last time Failla was supposed to finish me off for good?  Well what happened?  I powerbombed him straight to hell and won the barbed wire match.  After that, we didn’t see Failla for seven months.  Tonight, I’m not leaving anything left of Anthony Failla.  I’m gonna finish the job I thought I finished one year ago.  Dee’s staying in the back for this one, and she’s gonna be glad she did.  In a few minutes, someone’s career will end in that ring.  And it damn sure won’t be mine.

With that, Grieco walks off, headed for the ring.

SEGMENT 8:  JUMBOTRON:

A video package airs, highlighting the long and intense feud between Mike Grieco and Anthony Failla, stretching back three years, a feud that will culminate tonight inside the House of Horrors.

SEGMENT 9:  MATCH 4:  HOUSE OF HORRORS MATCH:  ANTHONY FAILLA VS. MIKE GRIECO:
Referee:  Jose Soares

The vile structure known only as the House of Horrors lowers into the ring. It bears a caged floor, and its walls are made of reinforced glass windows. On the outside are stacks of tables on each side of the ring, with four tables placed on top of each other. The ring crew is standing by with fire extinguishers for the burning surprise that awaits the two men who will enter this House of Horrors. Before long, "Da Repercussions" by 50 Cent plays, bringing out one of two men who are condemned to this structure. Mike Grieco arrives, but the crowd is still just as unforgiving, despite knowing the Hell that he's about to go through.

Troy: This is a twisted match invented from the mind of Anthony Failla.

Ferrara: We and all of these people are going to be witness to a massacre. For every minute that passes, the House of Horrors will rise two feet into the air, and after every five minutes, one of the stacks of tables will be lit on fire.

Troy: In addition, there is only one way to win, and that's to throw your opponent through one of the glass windows and to the outside.

Ferrara: But how is anyone going to have the strength to do that when that structure is equipped with a steel chair, a pipe, a garbage can, and a chain? They're going to kill each other before they can throw each other out!

Troy: One more thing to note is that if they go at this match for twenty minutes, the House of Horrors will be forty feet in the air, and all of the stacks of tables will be on fire. It's going to be a long fall, and I can tell you this right now; this match is not for the kids to see.

Surprisingly,
Dee is not accompanying Mike Grieco, presumably due to the brutality of this match. Mike Grieco marches down to the ring by himself, and pauses for a long moment to stare at the structure that has embodied Hell. He grimaces before entering the structure and staring at the audience through the glass windows. It isn't long before G-Unit's "G'd Up" hits, calling for the arrival of Anthony Failla. He power walks down the aisle, seemingly anxious to get this match started. The crowd is cheering for Failla, but he can only be focused on Grieco, who is pacing back and forth inside the structure. Failla eagerly enters the structure, standing directly across from Grieco. The door is locked and the bell rings.

Troy: I can only say good luck to these two men.

Grieco is looking for the quick kill, as noted when he goes right for the steel chair. He rushes over to Failla and swings wildly, but Failla ducks beneath it and plants Grieco with a back body drop on the caged floor! He lifts Grieco back to a vertical base and proceeds to punish him with balled fists. With Grieco stunned, Failla goes for the chair and prepares to swing, but Grieco kicks the chair into Failla's face! The crowd boos, and Failla's nose has already started to bleed. Grieco goes for the garbage can, but stumbles over when the House of Horrors begins its upward rise. The structure is lifted two feet off the ground, and Grieco is realizing the severity of this match. He quickly gets back to his feet, but Failla is waiting for him with a steel chair to the gut! Grieco doubles over, leaving himself wide open when Failla cracks him over the skull with the chair! Grieco bounces against the caged floor and Failla holds the chair high, allowing the crowd to cheer. The structure rises another two feet, and Failla leans against one of the walls to keep his balance.

Troy: With Grieco on the floor, Failla can do some real damage here.

Ferrara: Somehow, I don't think Failla will end this match early though. He's probably just looking to really cause pain to Grieco.

Grieco slowly rises to his feet and realizes that blood is starting to drip down his face, and through the caged floor to the floor below. He looks up at Failla, who raises the chair up high, but Grieco acts quickly and delivers a low blow. The crowd boos this display, and Grieco is given the opportunity to get to his feet as Failla falls to his knees. The structure rises once again, now reaching a height of six feet. Grieco goes for the steel chain and chokes the life out of Failla with it until another minute passes, and the House of Horrors continues its ascent. Grieco grins and lifts Failla to his feet, then torpedoes him into one of the glass walls. The wall gains a crack, but Failla bounces off it and, in a burst of power, jumps back and clotheslines Grieco to the caged floor! The structure is brought closer to the ceiling and on of the stacks of tables is lit on fire. Officials instruct the crowd to keep away from the steel barricade as Grieco clutches the back of his head, but he doesn't have the chance to defend himself when Failla goes for the garbage can and caves his face in with it! Failla continues to smash the can into Grieco's head until it sports a large dent in its side, before tossing it away. The structure rises once again, now sitting twelve feet off the ground.

Troy: This is becoming a bigger deal for every minute that passes, Paul!

Ferrara: There's going to be nothing left of them by the time the match ends!

Failla rolls Grieco over so that his back is facing up. Failla grabs Grieco's head and uses the caged floor to grind his face against it! Like a sponge that's dripping blood, Grieco's face bleeds profusely. The floor is now coated in red, and blood drips from it to the floor that's twelve feet below, but not for long, as another two feet is added to the distance! Grieco desperately reaches for the chain, but it slips through his hands and falls through the caged floor. Failla gets off Grieco and lifts him back up, then grabs his arm and whips him into one of the glass walls! Grieco hits the wall face first, and blood is smeared across it as Grieco stumbles back. Another minute passes. Failla gives him no time to rest, and shoves him into the same wall, rubbing his face against it and painting it red. Failla goes back to grab the steel pipe, but Grieco reaches for the steel chair and lands a solid hit against Failla's back. Failla roars in pain and falls to his knees. The House of Horrors rises again, now sitting eighteen feet above the ground.

Ferrara: I think I'm gonna be sick.

Troy: Can you imagine how those two must feel up there?!

Grieco rears back and smashes the chair against Failla's skull, causing him to fall to the caged floor. Relentless, Grieco continues to pound the chair across Failla's prone body, and in the process severely denting the chair. The structure reaches twenty feet, and a second stack of tables is set ablaze. He throws what's left of the chair down on Failla, who is writhing in pain, and picks up Failla off the ground. Grieco lifts Failla onto his shoulders, and using him like a battering ram, Grieco charges into the cracked wall, causing Failla to collide with it head first. The wall doesn't break, but Failla's face is an entirely different story. He spews up blood that drips down the cracked wall. The House of Horrors gains two more feet to its growing height. Grieco wrenches Failla off the floor and gets him into position for a powerbomb. He looks down at the ground that's twenty-two feet away and lifts Failla high, planting him into the caged floor with a double powerbomb. Grieco's bloodied face is infused with hatred. The structure rises two more feet.

Troy: How much can these two possibly have left in them?

Ferrara: Who ever goes through that glass now is not going to get up for a long time!

Everyone in
Madison Square Garden is staring upwards at the two who are literally Hell bent on destroying each other. Another minute goes by as Grieco grabs Failla by his feet, then falls back and catapults him into one of the walls. The imprint of where Failla hit the wall is shown by blood marks from his hands and face. Two more feet is added to the total. As Failla stumbles back, Grieco quickly grabs him by the arm and launches him into the opposite wall, and Failla smacks himself against it, but the wall refuses to break! Grieco, in a fit of rage and frustration, grabs the steel pipe, and instead of going for Failla, begins to increase the crack in one of the weakened walls! The structure continues its rise after another minute passes. The House of Horrors has now reached a height of thirty feet, and a third stack of tables bursts into flames.

Troy: I kinda wished they would have seated us a little further away from the ring.

Ferrara: It IS getting a little hot, isn't it?

The audience looks on as Grieco continues to swing the pipe into the wall like a baseball bat, and the crack in the wall has noticeably gotten larger. Grieco turns his attention back to Failla, who is returning to a vertical base, and lifts the steel pipe up high. Grieco swings hard, but Failla grabs Grieco's arm to stop the attack! He begins to beat the life out of Grieco with his free hand before shoving him into the cracked wall! However, the wall holds up for Grieco. Failla refuses to stand for this though and leaps into the air, drop kicking Grieco and shattering the glass! Grieco flails for dear life as bits and pieces of glass fall with him! The only thing to break Grieco's fall is a stack of burning tables. He crumbles into all four tables and hits the floor thirty-two feet below! The crowd is in awe.

Troy: Mike Grieco just got sent through the glass after fifteen minutes! That means they were over thirty feet in the air!

Ferrara: Get the paramedics in there! He might be dead!

The fire extinguishers go off and douse out the flames before the medics rush in to check on Grieco. "G'd Up" plays and the crowd is chanting "Holy Shit!" Failla is standing tall in the House of Horrors with blood dripping from his face and body, as he looks down at the carnage that he helped cause. With Grieco not moving, a sick grin carves into face as he finally raises his arms high.
WINNER AT 16:38:  ANTHONY FAILLA



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