JOEL COLISEUM
SEGMENT 1: INTRODUCTION:
A video package airs, highlighting events that occurred last week,
with Romeo coming inches away from defeating Solomon to win the PWA
Championship, followed by his outburts after the
match, shoving his partner Jaguar to the mat in frustration. From there,
Cade: Welcome to PWA Frequency! I’m Nick Cade, along here again
tonight with Rick Madsen, and we have a big show for you here tonight!
Folks, we can tell you that the main event tonight is a huge ten-man tag team
match! It will pit the Hot Boy$, Jason Calysto, GI Jew, and -- get this
-- Greg Tantalus, against the unit of the PWA Champion Solomon, Infernus, Bishop
Cross, Anthony Failla, and Hollywood Mike Griffin.
Madsen: That should be a great match, Nick. The big story there, to
me, will be Romeo. No one has seen or heard from Romeo since what
happened at the close of the broadcast last week, and I know that he and Jaguar
have some stuff to sort out.
Cade: That is a big story Rick, but I think a bigger story is how Greg
Tantalus is going to coexist in that match with a bunch of guys that make no
bones about saying they don't like him.
Madsen: Well it'll certainly be an interesting dynamic.
Cade: Also tonight folks, Dean Nash and Damien Fields will get the
opportunity they've been looking for, as they meet the Naturals for the tag
team champion.
Madsen: That should be a hot one and it's one that I'm looking forward
to.
Cade: Also, Showtime Damon Savage meets Interational
Champion Mike Grieco in a non-title match, Jackie Baccaro is in action, and...
SEGMENT 2: RINGSIDE:
The commentary is cut off once "I Got That Fire"
by Juvenile and Mannie Fresh booms through the
speakers. With a wave of fire blazing behind him, Jaguar marches to the ring in
a Jacksonville Dolphins baseball jersey and cap and black jeans and it takes
some time for the cheers to die down as he climbs into the ring. The former PWA
Champion carries a stern look on his face as he grabs a microphone and quiets
the crowd.
Jaguar: Alright, I think we know why I'm out here. Last
week, Romeo came out to this ring in front of his home crowd and wrestled
perhaps the best match I've ever seen out of him. It was amazing. He had
Solomon beat in the middle of the ring and he should be the World Heavyweight
Champion right now, but thanks to the cheating that usually goes on with that
group, he's not. But I'm not out here to praise his efforts, I could do that
anytime. I'm out here to find out what the hell he was thinking when he pushed
me to the floor and drove away last week. Since then, nobody has heard from
Romeo. He pulled out of all of his scheduled live events and appearances
last week and hasn't returned anybody's calls. So Romeo, now I know you're
in the building. Come on out here and let me know the deal.
The Beat-N-Azz Remix of B.G.'s "Hottest of The Hot" plays and a mixed
reaction comes for Romeo as he steps through the curtain and down to the ring.
Jaguar simply looks on as Romeo reaches through the ropes for a microphone and
turns to his partner.
Romeo: Jag, I heard what you had to say and you were
right. I wrestled the match of my life and should be the champ right now, but
once again, Solomon cheated to get it done. Now that's neither here nor there,
because after the match I reacted the wrong way by turning to the first
person I saw and pushed him to the mat. That person just so happened to be
my brother here, so Jag, I'm looking at you right now to say that I'm sorry for
it. I was just frustrated with the moment and needed to get away from it for a
little while. Camieko lost earlier in the night and then I followed that with
the same thing in front of my hometown crowd. Basically, I felt like I let
the whole ATL down and i needed some time to clear my
head. That's why I was taken off the road for the week. But right now, I'm
ready to go. We've got a match tonight and I'm already in my gear.
Jaguar: Well it's good to have you back man, but don;t feel like you let anybody down. You had one helluva match out there and --
Jaguar's words trail off as Darkseed's
"Hear Me" blasts through the sound system and Walter Gindin leads
Solomon through the curtain. The World Heavyweight Champion has his belt draped
over his shoulder as Gindin hands him a microphone.
Solomon: I've heard just about enough of this crap out of
you two. Come on guys, you actually think Romeo had a snowball's chance in hell
of beating me for The World Heavyweight Championship? Look at the facts. I am
the PWA Champion, undefeated and undisputed. That means every time I walk
through that curtain and step into the ring, I dominate my competition and win.
That's right, I win! But you two wouldn't know about that, now would you?
Romeo: You always win huh? I know we've got a tag match
tonight, so that challenge would get me nowhere. But its obvious that I deserve
a rematch, so how about proving what you just said to me next week in the ring
in Mississippi for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship?! (Crowd cheers)
Cade: Sounds like a good idea to me!
Madsen: Me too!
Solomon: I'm sorry, Missi-who?
Who is booking these locations? Jeez. Anyway, my answer to you is no. (Crowd
boos) I've already beaten you Romeo, don't be upset because it's a bit cold out
of the spotlight in the back of the line. As far as me as the champion goes,
I'm not appreciating the lack of respect I'm seeing around here. I am the most
dominant competitor and champion this organization and this planet has ever
seen and the best that they can line up for me is Romeo?! I see I'm going to
have to go out and find my own competition around here and I think, well, I
hope I've found some. I want to prove myself as the greatest PWA Champion of
all time. I've already destroyed the last man to hold the title in Scythe, i have already victimized the first man to hold the title
in Jason Calysto, and now the final piece is to take out the most prolific
champion, and he is standing right there in that ring. Jaguar, you have held
this title three times and combined, your reigns don't match up to mine. But
since you are the missing link in my triumvirate of targets, I am challenging
you. One-on-one for the PWA Championship at Revival. What better way to
establish my legacy than by destroying both of The Hot Boy$, the 8-time World
Tag Team Champions in BOTH of their hometowns in front of their friends,
families and loved ones? I've got one down, and now one to go. Whaddya say?
Jaguar: You want me in a match for the title in
"I Got That Fire" replays through the speakers and
Solomon nods in approval, but the camera catches Romeo with an angry look on
his face as he stands behind Jaguar before we take a commercial break.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #1 --
SEGMENT 3: BACKSTAGE:
We return from the break in The Hot Boy$ locker room, where Romeo
and Jaguar seem to be arguing over the events that just transpired.
Romeo: I just can't believe you would do that bro. You
know that I deserve a rematch!
Jaguar: Yeah you do, but what difference does it make? If
I win the belt, you'd get the first shot anyway.
Romeo: You don't get it Jag. I want to be the guy to end
that streak and take the title!
Jaguar: Listen cuz, nobody is
gonna challenge me to a fight in my hometown to step on my name and watch me
not take it. Title or no title, I don't back away from that challenge, and you
know that. And besides that, we've got a ten man tag to worry about tonight.
It's nothin to team with Jay and Josh, that's fine.
But Greg Tantalus? Neither of us has ever teamed with this cat and I'm not so
sure we can trust him. His issues with
Romeo: (Sighs) Yeah, you right cuz.
I'm gonna go get taped up with the trainer.
Jaguar: I'll be there in a little while, I'm gonna throw
my gear on here.
Romeo: Cool.
Romeo turns and the camera follows him out the door. He walks down
the hallway until he passes by Renegade, who is standing by smirking as he
shakes his head from side-to-side.
Romeo: Something funny?
Renegade: Oh no, not at all Romeo. That is unless you
count losing in front of all your hometown fans and then bitching about not
getting a rematch when your partner does . That's funny.
Romeo: Is it?
Renegade: Of course it---
Renegade cannot finish his sentence as he is bum rushed right into
the side of a soda machine by Romeo! Da Playboi grabs Renegade by the head and smashes it into the
side of the Pepsi-labeled machine until its lights go out, and then proceeds to
stop the returning superstar into oblivion until a team of officials rush in to
break it up.
Romeo: Now that's funny!
Romeo leaves without making a fuss as the group checks on the
welfare of the fallen Renegade.
SEGMENT 4: MATCH 1:
JACKIE BACCARO VS. VICTOR SIMON:
Referee:
Jason Church
Back at ringside, “Black” by Sevendust hits and the fans aren’t sure
what to do until moments later, when Jackie Baccaro emerges from behind the
curtain. As soon as the fans see
Baccaro, they lash into raucous jeers. Baccaro
makes his way to the ring, a smirk on his face, as we cut back to the ring,
seeing a man named Victor Simon already in the ring. Baccaro then enters the ring and, after
stretching out a bit, stands in the center and the bell sounds.
Cade:
This will be the first time Jackie Baccaro has been in action since
severing his relationship with Paul Dawkins.
Madsen: Yeah Nick, and I can’t believe
he did that to begin with. Paul Dawkins
is not here tonight, but you’ve gotta believe that
Baccaro will get his sooner than later.
As soon as the match gets underway, Simon extends his hand in a show of sportsmanship. Baccaro smirks at him, before nearly taking
his head off with a vicious clothesline!
Simon crumbles to the mat, and Baccaro begins brutally punishing him
with fierce stomps. He then lifts Simon
up and whips him hard into the corner, so hard that Simon falls hard to the
mat. Stalking him, Baccaro lifts him off
the mat, and downs him with a huge overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Simon looks like he can barely get to his
feet after the devastating maneuver, but that isn’t stopping Baccaro. He lifts Simon off the mat, hurls him against
the ropes, and then destroys him as he returns with a huge running forearm!
Cade:
My God! Did you hear that
impact?!
Madsen: Simon has to be unconscious!
Simon is bleeding, his nose likely broken, after the shot, and he is not
moving. However, instead of going for a
cover, Baccaro lifts him up and squeezes him with a huge bearhug. Baccaro cinches in tightly and shakes him to
oblivion as the referee quickly calls for the bell. Baccaro chooses to ignore the bell and keep
the hold locked on, until Simon begins coughing up blood. Finally, Baccaro tosses Simon to the mat, a
sly grin on his face. “Black” hits and
the fans shower him in boos.
Cade:
What the hell has gotten into him?!
Madsen: He’s on a mission Nick. And that mission is apparently to run right
through the PWA.
Baccaro walks over to the camera, the boos still echoing and his music
still playing and pulls it close.
Baccaro:
Paul Dawkins… do you see what I am capable of doing? What happened to you last week is only a
small taste of what’s to come. I want
you, one-on-one, at Revival. If you’re
man enough to accept the challenge, I’ll be here next week, waiting.
Baccaro then shoves the camera away and exits the ring as we take a
commercial break.
WINNER VIA SUBMISSION
AT
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #2 --
SEGMENT 5: BACKSTAGE:
Back from commercial, we are in the backstage dressing room
containing Hollywood Mike Griffin, his agent Ari
Greenstein, his bodyguard Jonathan Brett, and Lauren Tantalus.
Cox: Just wanted to ask you guys a
couple questions.
Cox: Ok, well exactly who do you plan on
bringing to the ring with you tonight?
Cox: See, I thought you might say
that. I have a little problem with
that. You see, Brett can be ringside
with you, because he is a licensed bodyguard, so there’s no problem. But I was wondering last week why exactly you
brought Ms. Tantalus here to the ring with you.
Because she doesn’t have a manager’s license. So she’s certainly not a manager. She’s not a valet. And she’s not a wrestler, since she is
currently on the inactive list. So, the
way I see it, not only does Lauren Tantalus have no right to be at ringside
with you, she has no right to be at a PWA show at all. So, Lauren, I’m gonna have to ask you to
leave the building.
Lauren: What?! Are you kidding me?! You can’t do this, Cox!
Cox: Well I just
have.
Greenstein: No Cox, she’s right. You CAN’T do this.
Cox: And why not?
Cox: So?
Greenstein hands Cox the contract.
Greenstein: The language is actually very explicit. And here’s a copy of Lauren’s culinary
certification from the Cordon Bleu in
Cox is noticeably angry as he looks things over.
Cox:
Fine. You may have found
yourselves a loophole this time. But
believe me, I’ll be watching you. And if
you slip up, I’ll be right there to bring you all down.
Lauren: See ya
later, ASSHOLE!
The group all laughs at the commissioner as he exits, but
Cox then stops and turns around.
Cox:
Oh this is all funny? Huh? Fine.
Laugh. Laugh it up. I may not be able to send any of you home
right now, though I’d love to, but there’s something I CAN do. Mike Griffin, consider yourself booked for
Revival… one-on-one… with Greg Tantalus.
Have a good day.
Cox then exits and the room is stone-faced, regretting screwing with the commish as we take a break.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK
#3--
SEGMENT 6: BACKSTAGE:
The camera follows Justin Schenck as he walks backstage,
through the hallways. He turns a corner, but suddenly stops when he sees the
Lost Souls, Speed Demon and Reaper, standing directly in his path.
Reaper: Schenck...just the person we wanted to see.
Schenck: Listen guys, I’m really busy.
Demon: Make a little time for us. You see, we want to give you an appointment
for Revival.
Schenck: What kind of appointment?
Reaper: We want a shot at The Naturals and their tag belts if they retain the
gold tonight.
There is an awkward silence as Reaper and Demon fold their arms over their
chests. Schenck looks at them in disbelief and bursts into laughter.
Schenck: Hah! Nice try, guys! Now why don’t you do like your namesake and get
lost, Souls.
Schenck walks past them and continues laughing to himself at the hilarity of
the situation. The Lost Souls look over at each other, then stare at Schenck as
they grow in rage.
SEGMENT 7: JUMBOTRON:
The camera shifts to the Jumbotron, which takes us to an
outdoor view of an extravagant mansion in
Man:
Welcome. I didn’t even hear you
come in. My name is Dexter P.
Wellington, owner of all you see here.
My friends call me Dex, so you can call me…
Dexter P. Wellington. As you can
probably tell, I’m accustomed to the finer things in life. Fine wine, fine women, and great
success. My parents didn’t raise me to
be a failure, and I’ve never let them down before. Everything I’ve ever done in my life, I’ve
succeeded at. Every challenge I’ve ever
undertaken, I have overcome. Which
brings me to my next challenge:
professional wrestling. I have an
extensive amateur background, and with the help of my trainers, I feel it is
time for me to take that and parlay it into great success in the professional
ranks. That is why I, Dexter P. Wellington,
am on my way to the PWA. Enjoy these last
few weeks of success, gentlemen, for when I arrive on the scene, my success
will be no different than my life:
extravagant.
With that,
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #4--
SEGMENT 8: MATCH 3: PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: THE NATURALS © VS. DEAN NASH & DAMIEN
FIELDS:
Referee:
Matt Hansen
The crowd huddles with anticipation before "Spitfire" by
The Prodigy plays, bringing out one half of the tag team challengers, Dean
Nash. He gets a decent pop from the crowd as he makes his way to the ring and
climbs inside it. Nash stretches against the ropes while waiting for his tag
team partner, who soon arrives to Metallica's
"Ride The Lightning." Damien Fields arrives to a warm welcome from
those in attendance of Joel Coliseum. He enters the ring and pounds fists with
Nash before climbing the turnbuckles an posing for an ecstatic crowd, when
Earshot's "Control" hits the speakers, and the crowd changes face and
throws jeers in the direction of The Naturals as they emerge from behind the
curtain. Justin Schenck leads the tag team champs down to the ring.
Cade: If Nash and Fields can pin The
Naturals tonight, then we'll see new tag team champions!
Madsen: Get real, Nick! These are The Naturals that we're talking about!
Schenck takes his position on the outside as The Naturals enter the ring. They
remove their belts from around their waists and hold them high, much to the
chagrin of the crowd. Shortly after, they hand the belts over to the ref, and
the two teams stare each other down. Fields opts to start things off for his
team, while Anthony climbs out of the ring to let Price begin the match. Once
the bells sounds, Price and Fields lock up hard in the middle of the ring, but
Price takes the initiative with a knee in Fields' stomach. Price follows it up
by whipping Fields into the ropes and bouncing off the opposite side, but
Fields leaps into the air and flattens Price with a crossbody!
Fields goes for an early pin, but he only receives a one count.
Cade: Can't blame him for wanting to put
this match away as soon as he can.
Madsen: True, but it's going to take much more than that to win this match.
Fields brings Price back to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Fields
bounces off the opposite ropes this time, but Anthony leans over and pierces
him with a sharp knee to the back. Fields roars in pain, and Prices charges in
to clothesline Fields over the top rope to send him spilling over onto the
outside, with the crowd not pleased in this turn of events.
Cade: The ref didn't see it!
Madsen: See what?
Cade: When Anthony...oh, what's the use.
The referee comes over and squabbles with Price to ensure that he stays in the
ring, but this presents an opportunity that Anthony and Schenck are not willing
to pass up. Anthony kicks at Fields while he's sprawled out on the floor, while
Schenck goes to grab the belt. Anthony lifts Fields back to his feet, and
Schenck bolts forward and plasters his face with gold. At this sight, Nash
becomes enraged and he charges into the ring to get his hands on Price and get
the referee's attention, but Price quickly moves out of the way and the referee
gets clobbered! Nash is in disbelief, but is kept occupied when Price throws
lefts and rights into his face. Schenck slides into the ring with the belt, and
with Nash stunned, he is turned into another easy target. Schenck caves Nash's
face in with the belt, and he falls to the mat as Anthony rolls an unconscious
Fields into the ring. Schenck makes himself scarce.
Cade: Dammit!
The Naturals are going to steal another win!
Madsen: Quit your whining! The Naturals just happen to be very well prepared!
The hope of the audience is dwindling, but they're suddenly rejuvenated when
the Lost Souls speed down the ramp! They slide into the ring and do battle with
The Naturals, and at length, Demon manages to toss Anthony out of the ring!
Reaper plants a boot into Price's stomach, and gets him into position for a
powerbomb! Demon climbs onto the top turnbuckle and nods to Reaper. Schenck
gets onto the apron to try and stop Demon, but he only gets a boot to the face
for his troubles!
Madsen: No! What are they doing?! Get
them out of here!
Cade: Oh, I've got to see this! This must be their new move, the New Dawn
Rising!
Reaper lifts Price onto his shoulders and Demon takes flight and hits Price
with a Dragonrana as Reaper hurls him back into the
mat with a sickening thud! Most of the crowd is cheering, while the others are
standing in awe. Reaper drags Fields on top of an unconscious Price and the
Lost Souls flees from the ring, while Schenck is screaming bloody murder. The
referee slowly regains his composure and sees the cover! One! Two! Yes, Three!
"Ride The Lightning" hits once again, and Nash and Fields are barely
conscious enough to react to their grand victory. Schenck is livid on the
outside, while the Lost Souls are wearing wide grins as they look at their
handy work.
Madsen: Damn those Lost Souls! They just
cost The Naturals the belts, and Schenck couldn't be angrier about it!
Cade: There's also nothing he can do now! Schenck wouldn't give the Lost Souls
a title shot, so they made it so that he didn't have belts to give anyone a
shot at! We'll be right back!
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #5--