SATURDAY, OCTOBER 30,
2004
MADISON SQUARE GARDEN
NEW YORK , NEW YORK
SEGMENT 10: BACKSTAGE:
The camera cuts backstage, where Scott Cornelius is
standing by with Walter Gindin and Solomon.
Cornelius: Gentlemen, the time is drawing near. After this next match, Solomon will step into
the ring with Scythe in a 60-minute, falls count anywhere in
Gindin: Strategy?! First off, we don’t need
one. Second, even if we had one, why
would we divulge it to you? C’mon
Solomon, let’s get out of here for some last-minute preparations.
Gindin attempts to exit, but Solomon holds
up his hand, beckoning him to stop.
Solomon then grabs the microphone from Cornelius.
Solomon: The time has come,
Scythe. After five months, your reign
has come to a roadblock it will not pass.
You can throw all the obstacles, all the stipulations at me you
want. It’s not going to make a
difference. Regardless of anything you
do, when this night is over, I will still be undefeated, and I will be the new
World Heavyweight Champion. And then,
PWA, your nightmare will officially begin.
Solomon then tosses the mic
to the ground and exits with Gindin.
SEGMENT 11: MATCH 5:
PWA WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP: 2/3
FALLS MATCH: CAMIEKO © VS. LAUREN
TANTALUS:
Referee:
Dan Martin
The ring crew is
still sweeping glass from the ringside area as "Free" by VAST hits
the speakers. With the crowd booing feverishly, Lauren Tantalus makes her way
to the ring, focused on regaining the title she lost unjustly, or so she says.
Aaliyah's "Hot Like Fire" hits next and the lights flicker with orange
and red as Camieko steps down the ramp. The crowd cheers loudly for The Women's
Champion, who quickly removes her belt and rolls into the ring, leaving her
open for an early attack by Tantalus.
The challenger
wails away on Camieko, stomping her rapidly as the bell sounds. Tantalus then
grabs Camieko up by the hair and shoots her to the ropes before sending her
down with a reverse elbow.
Camieko holds
her jaw as Tantalus lifts her up and backs her into a corner, and the
champion keeps her aggressive streak solid with a hard chop to the chest. She
follows up with another, which awakens Camieko. The champion busts out of the
corner with right and left hands that quickly send Tantalus down to the mat.
Camieko backs
Lauren into another corner and mounts her before connecting with several right
hands. The crowd counts as each blow lands, all the way up to 8 when Tantalus
grabs Camieko out of the corner. Lauren looks for a powerbomb, but Camieko
shifts her weight and takes her down with a hurricanrana!
Tantalus stumbles
to her feet and leans against the turnbuckles as Camieko gets up to charge at
her. The challenger scouts it and moves just before Camieko hits the buckles
and Tantalus quickly rolls her up! Dan Martin counts to two and Camieko is
about to escape when Lauren grabs her tights and pulls for his count of three!
Martin signals
for the bell and Lee Palmer announces that Tantalus has taken the first fall. Camieko
gets up to plead her case, but she is rolled up again with a
backslide! Martin counts one...two...and Camieko kicks out! Both ladies
get to their feet and Lauren charges, but Camieko lifts her up and drops her
across the top rope in a Hot Shot that lands her flat on her back before
pointing to the top rope!
Camieko reaches
the top and the crowd roars as she completes her 450-degree St. Kinard Splash square on the chest of the challenger! She
covers without hooking the leg as Martin makes an academic count of three!
Cameiko gets off of
Lauren and heads back up for another St. Kinard
Splash, but she takes too long and Lauren gets to her feet. Camiekop
changes her strategy and soars off for a flying body press, but the challenger
ducks and she collides with Martin, sending him down hard!
The camera cuts
over to Tantalus as she yanks the Women's title belt away from the timekeeper
and rolls back into the ring with it. She waits for Camieko to get up and
swings at her, but the champion ducks it and kicks her hard in the midsection.
Tantalus drops the belt and Camieko quickly drops her with a shot of the gold!
Camieko tosses the title from the ring as Martin gets to his feet and signals
for the bell!
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, Dan Martin has
made his official decision, and due to use of a foreign object, the winner of
the third fall via disqualification and new PWA Women's Champion, Lauren
Tantalus!
"Free"
replays and the
WINNER, TWO FALLS TO ONE, AT
SEGMENT 12: BACKSTAGE:
Traci Reed is standing by with the World
Heavyweight Champion, Scythe, in front of a backdrop for Hellbent.
Scythe’s face is adorned by a look of focus.
Reed: Scythe, in a few short moments, you’re going to be putting your title on
the line in a 60-minute Falls Count Anywhere in New York City Iron Man match
against a man that hasn’t been beaten by anybody in singles competition,
Solomon. What are your thoughts as you approach this match that’s quite
possibly the biggest match of your career?
Scythe: This is definitely a challenge for me, Traci. But everyone who knows me
can also count on me to take on any challenge that comes my way. Solomon is no
exception. Tonight, I’m going to wrestle Solomon all over
Reed: Thanks Scythe, and good luck.
SEGMENT 13: JUMBOTRON:
An extensive video package airs, highlighting the
events that led to the PWA Championship between Scythe and Solomon, which takes
place next, in a 60-minute Iron Man match in which falls will count anywhere in
New York City.
SEGMENT 14: MATCH 6:
PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP:
60-MINUTE IRON MAN MATCH: FALLS
COUNT ANYWHERE IN
SCYTHE © VS. SOLOMON:
Referee:
Tom Stevens
The camera cuts back to ringside, where we are ready to go with our
main event. We are taken to ring
announcer Lee Palmer.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this
next match is a Falls Count Anywhere in New York City 60-Minute Iron Man Match,
and it is for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, being accompanied to the
ring by Walter Gindin, from Barrow,
Darkseed’s “Hear Me” blasts onto the speakers and the fans begin booing raucously
at the arrival of the undefeated monster from up north, the man who might rule
over the PWA with an iron fist in just over an hour. Solomon, his face etched in stone, walks to
the ring, his agent Walter Gindin at his side, saying nothing, feeling
nothing. His face reads complete
concentration, and Gindin’s reads the anticipation of
a man who believes he is about to procure a world championship.
As Solomon waits patiently in the ring,
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!
Pyro shoots off from the side of the stage as the champion appears, and the
Modern-Day Samurai makes his way to the ring with a purpose. Scythe gets into the ring, takes his belt off
and holds it up to the adoring crowd, before handing it over to referee Tom
Stevens, all the while never taking his eyes off Solomon. As Solomon and Scythe stare each other down
furiously, the bell sounds, the clock is set at 60 minutes, and we are set to
go with this championship match.
Troy: Alright, here we go!
Ferrara: The
future of the PWA will be decided in this match,
Solomon lunges at Scythe, but the champion quickly moves out of the
way, delighting the crowd. Solomon then
grabs at Scythe again, but the champion again slips out of the way, and the
fans cheer. Growing a little frustrated,
Solomon runs at Scythe, but the champion baffles him, moving out of the way
quickly. Scythe then rolls out of the
ring, and an angry Solomon follows, chasing him around the ring several times
before Scythe rolls back into the ring, and nails Solomon with a few well-placed
kicks to the back as he rolls back in.
Solomon struggles to regain his strong vertical base, but Scythe never
lets him get completely composed, attacking the monster with a blitz of chops
and punches that keeps him reeling.
Finally, Solomon connects with a big clothesline that downs the champion
in a big way. Solomon then lifts Scythe
off the mat and whips him hard across the ring, connecting hard with the
opposite turnbuckle, and crashing down to the mat with authority. Solomon lifts him up after this, and destroys
him with a huge suplex. Solomon goes for
the cover… one, two, and Scythe kicks out.
Solomon then picks Scythe up and drops him throat-first over the
turnbuckle, prompting the fans to boo, but bringing on cheers from Walter
Gindin. With Scythe prone, Solomon grabs
him and propels the champion shoulder-first into the steel ringpost,
prompting Scythe to let out a pained cry!
With Scythe clutching his shoulder in pain, Solomon smells blood and
goes in for the kill. Solomon grabs
Scythe’s arm and drives it down hard to the mat in an armbar
that appears to rip the champion’s arm out of its socket. Scythe cries out in pain, but Solomon
continues applying the intense pressure.
From there, Solomon stands up, still clutching Scythe’s arm, and then
again drives it down to the canvas with authority. With the left arm of the champion now
damaged, Solomon hooks him in a furious chicken-wing, cinching it in
tightly. Scythe screams out in intense
pain, but refuses to give in. The MSG
crowd rallies around the champion as he tries to fight out of it, calling to
the people to increase the volume of the cheers. Each time he asks, the fans oblige. Finally, Scythe resists as Solomon tries to
drive him down to the canvas as he remains in the hold, and then battles back
with furious and rapid elbows to the giant man’s midsection. The repeated blows give Scythe a little bit of
distance, and enough of an opening to kick off the ropes and
reverse the submission hold into a pinning combination! One, two, and Solomon just barely gets a shoulder up!
Solomon gets to his feet, and Scythe tries to take advantage of the
momentum that he has just gained. He
takes Solomon down with a huge, perfect, Steamboat-esque
armdrag, but hurts his arm in the process. However, as Solomon gets up, Scythe -- with
no hesitation -- lets loose with another big armdrag. Then, as Solomon gets up again, Scythe
catches him with the Flying Dragon, taking him down with authority! The fans are now cheering wildly, and Scythe
signals to the top rope, looking to draw first blood in this match! Scythe gets to the top, looking for the
Diving Blade, but as he gets into position, Solomon begins to rise. Scythe then adjusts on his perch and leaps
off with a huge diving cross body, but Solomon catches him, thrusts him onto
his shoulders, and nails him with a monstrous Deep Freeze! MSG is stunned as Solomon hooks the leg… one,
two, three!
Walter Gindin is ecstatic after the pin is recorded, but Solomon is
busy shaking off the cobwebs from the Flying Dragon. Finally, when Solomon regains composure, he
hooks the leg, looking to score a second fall off the Deep Freeze… one, two,
and Scythe kicks out! Undaunted, Solomon
hooks the leg again… one, two, and Scythe again escapes! Solomon now lifts Scythe off the mat and
hurls him outside the ring, to the arena floor.
Walter Gindin comes over and kicks Scythe hard in the
midsection as Solomon exits the ring and joins him outside. Solomon picks Scythe up and whips him hard
into the steel guardrail outside, before dropping him throat-first across
it. Solomon then shoves him over the
barricade and into the crowd, before joining him himself.
With Scythe doing very little to fight back at this point, aside from
standing on his feet, Solomon slugs him repeatedly as they make their way
through the crowd. They fight up the
stairs and out into the
The Modern-Day Samurai regains his composure on the outside, battling
the big man down the corridor that leads away from the Garden and out to the
street. When the two reach
The two trade lefts and rights as they turn left and begin heading
towards the A, C and E subway lines. The
fight continues up the Uptown stairs and they fight past the attendant. In a shrewd move, as Solomon downs Scythe
with a big right hand, Walter Gindin whips out a MetroCard
and swipes it, allowing Solomon to pass through the turnstile and flee.
Knowing this, Scythe, possessing no MetroCard,
gets a running start and dives through the turnstile, keeping pace with
Solomon. Scythe hits the ground and
Solomon exits toward the train tracks.
Scythe then gets up and gives chase.
As Scythe catches up to Solomon, the E train arrives. Scythe, Solomon, referee Tom Stevens, the
cameraman, and Walter Gindin all board it, but at the last second, Scythe boots
Gindin in the head, knocking Gindin out of the train as the door closes! With Gindin left behind, the train heads
uptown!
Without Gindin to guide him, Solomon is on board the E train,
feverishly battling with the PWA Champion.
The train then stops eight blocks later, at
Troy: Ladies and gentlemen, this Solomon
is a sick, sick man!
Solomon lifts Scythe up and begins nailing him with stiff right
hands. The two then begin brawling back
the way they came, passing over the Yankee fan on the way, whose face is now
covered in blood. This time, their
battle does not take them back to the track they came from, but across the platform,
to the downtown track. Commuters make
way as the two men brawl past them, exchanging rights and lefts furiously. Shortly thereafter, a downtown C train
arrives, and Scythe, Solomon, the referee, and the cameraman board it, heading
back to Penn Station.
After the train travels one stop, they all pour out of it again, this
time back at Penn Station, back at the same place they started from more than
ten minutes earlier. Solomon now has the
advantage, and he clotheslines Scythe back over the turnstile and exits it
himself. Scythe soon finds himself being
stomped on by a man that’s not Solomon; a man that turns out to be Walter
Gindin. Gindin, who waited at the stop
in case they returned, is now reunited with his client, and Solomon attempts to
capitalize on the damage Gindin has just done.
Solomon lifts Scythe and propels him onto his shoulders, looking to
score another Deep Freeze. However,
Scythe counters it, and turns it into a huge DDT! Both men are down, at length, but the
Modern-Day Samurai is the man that is able to make a cover… one, two, and
Gindin breaks up the count!
However, referee Tom Stevens doesn’t seem to think it’s fair. After a huge shouting match with Gindin,
Stevens tells Gindin that he is ejected from the match! When Gindin refuses to leave, Stevens signals
to nearby event police, who oblige, and escort Gindin away!
Ferrara: Yeah, if by even you mean
BULLSHIT!
Scythe now takes the advantage in
the match, pounding Solomon down the staircase and back into the LIRR
terminal. They fight through the
concourse, past Rosa Pizzeria, and past TGI Friday’s, making a right turn at
the center of the concourse. They
continue battling toward the police hub, the restrooms, and an escalator
leading to the New Jersey Transit and Amtrak terminals. The two continue waging their war straight
past everything, and straight at the escalator.
Once they reach the escalator, Scythe knocks Solomon onto it, and the
two are taken up the escalator, and into the concourse leading to the other
terminals. With Scythe controlling the
action, the two battle past Tie Coon and Krispy Kreme Donuts into the New Jersey Transit and Amtrak
terminals.
As Solomon and Scythe continue to brawl throughout the terminal, the
camera goes split-screen, and takes us to the ring in
For the next 90 seconds, the two brawl on the Amtrak train, making
people in the Garden nervous. However,
mere seconds before the doors close, everyone piles out of the train and the
brawl continues on the platform. They
now fight back up the stairs and onto the main concourse. That brawl takes them over to another
escalator, this one leading up to the infamous aforementioned Troha-Hosemann
ledge. Their brawl takes them to it, and
up the escalator they go. Before anyone
knows what has happened, Solomon and Scythe are brawling dangerously close to
the ledge that Mike Troha and Scott Hosemann made famous nearly three years
ago.
Scythe has the advantage at this point, and presses it, backing Solomon
up against the ledge. Scythe begins
nailing Solomon with furious knife-edge chops, trying to send Solomon over the
ledge, which many at this point believe might be the only way to defeat
him. Scythe staggers Solomon, and the
big man can hardly stand at this point, over 50 minutes into the match. Seeing his opening, Scythe
charges at Solomon looking to clothesline him over the ledge. However, Solomon gets a boot up at the last
second, knocking Scythe out and busting him open! Solomon looks to capitalize but, out of
exhaustion, the Alaskan Monster loses his balance and stumbles over the 20-foot
banister! He doesn’t fall though, as he
grabs onto the banister when flipping over.
However, moments later, his hand slips and Solomon goes crashing to the
Penn Station concourse with a violent thud, busting him open!
With nine minutes remaining in the match, Scythe begins to stir and
slowly begins crawling his way back to the escalator, once he realizes what the
situation is. Scythe then, at long length,
rides the escalator down, seeing Solomon lying in a heap in front of the GNC
store. Scythe continues his crawl, from
the escalator over to Solomon, finally making a cover with six minutes and 45
seconds to go, nearly three minutes after the fall. Tom Stevens counts… one, two, thr-NO! Solomon gets a shoulder up!
Trying to remain undaunted, Scythe sets Solomon up, looking to perform
a standing moonsault and hopefully score a pinfall to even the score.
However, Scythe launches the move, but Solomon moves out of the way, and
Scythe crashes onto the floor with a big thud!
Solomon then slowly gets to his feet and begins walking away, back
toward the concourse between the NJ Transit and LIRR terminals. Thirty seconds later, Scythe gets up and
begins following Solomon. The camera now
shows us split-screen, Solomon on the right, and Scythe on the left. With four minutes remaining in the match, Solomon
has walked to the concourse, up the stairs, out the door, across the street, up
another flight of stairs, and is now stumbling down the corridor that leads
back to the entrance of
Solomon continues on, walking back through the doors to MSG, and heads
through the concourse. He then walks
back into the arena, ending up in the crowd.
With just under three minutes to go in the match, Solomon makes his way
through the crowd, before stepping over the barricade and stepping back onto
the arena floor. There are precisely two
minutes and 43 seconds on the clock as Solomon sets foot in the ring for the
first time in 40 minutes. Walter Gindin
is in the ring to greet him, but Solomon can barely stand. He crumbles to one knee and takes the much
needed breather, blood pouring from his head.
Seconds later, the crowd cheers wildly, as Scythe is
seen in the crowd, making his way back to the ring. Upon sight, the police outside the ring,
order Gindin out of the ring, ensuring that he will not interfere in whatever
will transpire in the closing moments of this match. Sensing a final battle approaching, Solomon
gathers up his strength and energy, standing up in the ring. With just a minute and a half remaining in
the match, Scythe rolls back into the ring.
As Scythe enters the ring, Solomon’s look of determination changes to
one of confidence. Scythe cannot even pry himself
to his feet. The PWA Champion is
crawling on his hands and knees, grabbing at Scythe’s legs to try to pull himself up. Solomon
bends down and shoves Scythe’s head, sending Scythe back to the mat with 55
seconds remaining. Scythe now starts
from scratch, trying to get back to a vertical base. However, Solomon tires of this game and grabs
Scythe’s head, looking to polish him off once and for all. With 47 seconds left, Solomon attempts to
lift the champion, but the Modern-Day Samurai counters into a tight small
package! One, two, thre-NO! Solomon just barely gets a shoulder up! The Alaskan Monster is in a state of shock as
adrenaline takes over for Scythe, who takes Solomon down with a big armdrag, forgetting the pain that has lingered in his arm
all match. Solomon gets back up, with 30
seconds left, and knees a charging Scythe in the stomach, lifting him for the
Deep Freeze! However, Scythe tries to
counter it into a DDT… but Solomon shoves him off,
boots him in the stomach, lifts him for the Deep Freeze, and nails him in the
center of the ring with furious impact with 20 seconds left! Looking like he has seen a ghost, Solomon, at
length, makes a cover… one, two, three!
Solomon goes up 2-0 with 13 seconds left!
Troy: That’s it, folks! We have a new PWA Champion!
The police now let Gindin free, and he grabs the PWA Championship belt
from the timekeeper as the clock descends…. ten, nine, eight, seven… Solomon collapses from exhaustion in the middle of
the ring… six, five, four, three… Gindin enters the
ring, holding the belt high… two, one, time’s up. The buzzer sounds loudly and boos coarse
throughout
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, here is
your winner, by a score of two falls to zero, and NEW PWA World Heavyweight
Champion… Solomon!
Gindin helps a thoroughly exhausted Solomon to his feet as “Hear Me” by Darkseed blares over the speakers. Finally, as the boos continue to rain down,
Solomon stands on his feet and grabs hold of the title belt, raising it high in
an ultimate proclamation of victory, before fastening around his waist for the
first time. Scythe, still unconscious
from the Deep Freeze, receives medical attention outside of the ring as the new
champion celebrates inside of it, barely conscious, but conscious enough to
realize that he is now the undisputed ruler of this company.
Troy: Ladies and gentlemen, the dark
days of the PWA are upon us! Walter Gindin’s undefeated Alaskan Monster Solomon is the new PWA
Champion, and until someone comes along and beats him, there will be a reign of
terror over this company!
WINNER,