Immediately,
“By_Myslf” by
Troy: Hello everyone and
welcome to PWA Frequency! I’m Victor Troy, along here with Superstar Scott Hosemann,
and tonight, we celebrate Christmas here on Frequency!
Hosemann: We sure do, Troy, and I can’t wait for it!
Troy: Neither can I, Scott! I have been told that Santa and his elves are here
tonight, but aside from that, we have some great action for you!
Hosemann: That’s right! In our main event tonight, Jaguar will team with Jason
Calysto to face Romeo and Jackie Baccaro!
Hosemann: I heard about that,
With that,
“Still Ballin” by 2Pac hits the speakers and the
International Champion James Biamonte starts down the aisle, accompanied by his
manager Jade, his tag team partner for the night, Dexter P. Wellington, and
Troy: This is certainly a treat, Scott.
Not so often you get to see Kerry Cox wrestle.
Hosemann: It’s true. Kerry and I go a long way back, and I’ve gotta be honest, I cannot remember the last time he
wrestled on Frequency before this. We’re talking years, I think.
As Cox and Showtime enter the ring and staredown
their opponents, they realize no referee is in the ring. Then, “Chubby Boy” by Mannie Fresh hits and the fans cheer loudly for the PWA
commissioner Paul Ferrara, who enters wearing a referee’s shirt!
Hosemann: That certainly isn’t good news for Biamonte and
Biamonte
and
* PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION KERRY COX
& SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE VS. PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION JAMES BIAMONTE &
DEXTER P. WELLINGTON *
Referee: Paul Ferrara
Hosemann: It sure seems that way. He needs to do something to turn the tide, or
get Cox into the ring.
Hosemann: And these fans love it!
The fans
cheer loudly as Cox and Showtime exit the ring with
* WINNERS VIA PINFALL: KERRY COX &
SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE *
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
A video
package airs on the Jumbotron, with
a graphic reading, “Christmas Moment –
"Here Comes Santa Claus"
begins inexplicably over the PA system, but somewhere in between the fans'
confusion and laughter, a huge roar from the crowd greets the arrival of Norm
The Pizzaman, badly disguised as Santa Claus! Norm, er...Santa climbs into the ring with a big red sack and
grabs a microphone.
Santa Norm: Ho! Ho! Ho! Meeeeerrrrryyyyy Christmas!
Have all you little boys and girls been good this year? I thought so. So with
the help of a few of my little elves here, I'm going to bring Christmas to you
kids here in Las Vegas--a few hours earlier! Music man, if you will hit my
music please!
"Here Comes Santa Claus" replays and this draws an enormous pop
from the capacity crowd as five midgets dressed in green with pointy hats begin
to unload T-shirts and other gifts from Santa Norm's sack and blast them into
the crowd with confetti guns and slingshots. The sack is still half full when Metallica's "Don't Tread On Me" begins. A
collective gasp comes over the crowd as GI Jew stalks toward the ring, carrying
a thin red, white and blue sack and perhaps the angriest look ever. The elves
dart from the ring and crowd next to the announcers as GI Jew grabs a
microphone.
Jew: Alright, I have had enough of this shit! Santa Norm.... is this supposed
to be fun? Is this supposed to make every one of these jackasses happy? How can
you cheer this man while he disrespects the most important holiday of the year?
Santa Norm: Well, GI Jew, I was just trying to spread a little Christmas cheer.
I don't think I was disrespecting anybody.
Jew: Did I tell you to speak prick?!?! I don't give a shit about Christmas, I
was talking about Hanukkah you dumbass! This little
show you put on has disrespected every Jewish person here in this crowd, namely
me. My manager and my agent are already in
Santa Norm: It’s not like that at all. I was just---
GI Jew folds Norm up with a massive clothesline as the fans gasp in horror. Jew
then mounts Norm and proceeds to turn his face into hamburger with repetitive
punches, until a big pop comes for the five elves, who jump on top of GI Jew to
try to stop him. This proves to be a huge mistake, as
Jew shows no mercy on the elves by clotheslining them
all down at once! While all six men writhe on the mat in pain, GI Jew tosses
one elf over the top rope and onto the arena floor! Another elf is bounced off
the middle rope and Gored to the mat! A third elf is gorilla pressed into the
crowd! Jew decides what to do with the fourth elf, and
he grabs him by the legs before spinning him airplane-style before chucking him
into the front row! Only one elf and Santa Norm remain on the mat as GI Jew
reaches into his own sack and pulls out a red, white, and blue baseball bat!
GI Jew props the final elf in between the top and middle ropes with his back
facing the ring and him looking at the Frequency entryway for help. Help cannot
come soon enough as GI Jew blasts him in the back with the bat! Before a riot
ensues, Santa Norm gets up and clubs GI Jew from behind! Norm is tearing into
the first Progressive Champion with hard right hands before whipping him to the
ropes and being obliterated with a Gore on GI Jew's return! Norm lays flat on
his back as an incensed GI Jew hold the bat high and crashes it into his rib
cage! Blood begins to seep from the mouth of Santa Norm as GI Jew rolls him
onto his stomach and completely splinters the bat over his kidneys! GI Jew
picks up the microphone again as he fans drown him in jeers and even death
threats.
Jew: Happy Hanukkah, pussy.
"Don't Tread On Me" begins again as GI Jew slowly walks back up the
ramp. Fans have completely lost it at this point as several pelt
him with bottles, cups, etc., and security struggles to keep some in their
seats. The camera shows several parents shielding the eyes of their young as
stretchers fly down the ramp to help the victims.
As we return from break, we see Jaguar walking through the backstage area.
Jaguar walks into a dressing room, and the fans cheer thunderously when they
see GI Jew standing in the room, a smirk on his face.
Jew: What’s goin on, Jag?
Jaguar: That’s just what I came here to ask you. No need to beat around the
bush here. We know what this night is. It’s our Christmas show. And Santa Claus
and his elves are booked for later on tonight. Now, anyone who knows anything
about this company knows what that means. Basically, I’m out here to find out
if you’re gonna behave yourself tonight. Because I’d bet money on it that you
won’t.
Jew: Well Jag, since I’ve come back, it’s become very apparent to me that there
are two asses around here that need kicking, that’s Scythe’s and Bishop Cross’.
Scythe is mine at Revival, and I’ll take care of Cross after that. But you know, I’ve always got room for more.
Jew then smiles and walks out of the room. Jag shakes his head and
chuckles.
Jaguar: Here we go again.
Back at ringside, “Piggy Bank” by 50 Cent hits the speakers and the fans
cheer loudly as Renegade begins making his way to the ring. Renegade grabs a
microphone and enters the ring.
Renegade: Alright people. As most of you
know, because of what happened last week, I’ve been granted a shot against Loki
and Reaper for the tag team championship. Let me tell you, that’s
a big deal to me, because it’s a title I haven’t won around here. I’ve been
Progressive Champion, and I’ve been International Champion, but I’ve never been
Tag Team Champion. So, if me and my partner can go into Revival and win the Tag
Team Championship, that would put me in a pretty nice class of people who have
won every championship the PWA has to offer, with the exception of the World
Championship. That’s a club I’d love to be a member of. The issue here,
however, is just who that partner is going to be. You know, when the PWA began
some three and a half years ago, I had a tag team partner. It’s the same tag
team partner I’ve had recently. The guy I’m talking about, of course, is Paul
Dawkins. Now, back then, we had numerous shots to become champions, and it just
never worked out. So, eventually, we split, I went my own way, did my own
thing. Paul a few months later started teaming with Jackie Baccaro and they
became multi-time tag champs. So he won the belt, I never got a chance to. But
since Paul and I have gotten back on the same page, since we’ve teamed again,
we haven’t gotten a shot. And now, I have a shot, but Paul is nowhere to be
found. Both he and Liz Rush, no one knows where they are. So, I’m out here tonight,
Paul Dawkins, to make a plea to you. I know we haven’t seen eye to eye
recently. But at Revival, Paul, I need you, and there’s no one else I want to
have standing next to me. So, ladies and gentlemen, even though I haven’t spoken
to the man in about a month, I am naming Paul Dawkins my tag team partner for
Revival. So, the ball is in your court now, Paul. You can show up at Revival,
and we can finally fulfill our destiny and accomplish the goal we set out to
accomplish in 2002, or you can stay sulking in your corner, and let me walk
through the gates of Hell to my own doom alone. It’s your call, Dawkins. I’ll
be waiting on you in Chi-town.
With that, Renegade drops the mic as “Piggy Bank”
replays and exits.
Hosemann: He sure has,
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from
break, we are directed to the Jumbotron, where a video airs, with a graphic
reading “Christmas Moment –
The camera cuts back
to the Bellagio and takes us inside room 3319,
Vulture’s Penthouse suite on the 33rd floor. Vulture and Jade
are seen making out in the center of the room when there is a knock at the
door. Vulture breaks away from the Women’s Champion and opens the door,
revealing James Biamonte and a plethora of scantily clad women in Santa hats
and Christmas-style bikinis. Vulture giddily embraces his cousin as Jade
looks on with displeasure.
Vulture: Welcome, bro! Merry Christmas! I see
you have delivered on the goods!
Biamonte: Damn straight cous.
You don’t even know the half of it, but we’ll talk about that later. The
bottom line is it’s f*ckin
Christmas and it’s time to have ourselves a damn good time! Mikey, I’d like you to meet the Ho Ho
Hos!
Vulture: Ha ha! That’s
great!
Jade: (annoyed) Don’t they have
names?
Biamonte: Does it matter?!?
Vulture: Doesn’t to me!
Biamonte and Vulture then
laugh vigorously, as Jade grows more discontent by the second.
Vulture: Bro, lemme get you
something to drink. You want a beer?
Biamonte: Beer’s for pussies my friend. Tonight, I
am getting toasted.
Vulture: Alright then. Well, Black Russians are my
drink of choice. Care for one yourself?
Biamonte: Why the hell not?
Jade: I’ll have a beer.
Vulture: (not even paying attention) What’s
that?
Jade: Beer.
Vulture: For you? Oh! Okay. What do ya want?
Jade:
Biamonte:
Jade: Jeez, what is it with you and pussies?!?
Biamonte: (smiling) I’m exposed to a lot of em. You could say I’m obsessed.
Jade: And you could say I want to vomit.
Back to
live action, we are taken to the dressing room of Vulture and Jackie Baccaro,
where the two are sharing a hearty laugh at that footage.
Vulture: Ah, good times, good times. It’s
crazy to think that Jade is WITH Biamonte now. Go figure.
Baccaro: Yeah, it’s pretty nuts.
Vulture: You missed some great times, Giacomo.
Baccaro: Well we’ve had some pretty great times of our own since I’ve been
around.
Vulture: We have. But that night was unreal.
Baccaro: Hey let me ask you something. When do I get a Christmas party like
that?
Vulture: You? When you grow up, kid.
Baccaro: Whoa! What is THAT supposed to mean?
Vulture: It means simply this. You want what I had? Well, I was the world champion
that night. You win the belt, you deserve that. End of story.
With that, Vulture exits the room, and Baccaro is left to contemplate.
A video package then airs on the Jumbotron, with movie-style production values,
showing clips of the two-time PWA Champion Hollywood Mike Griffin. As the
package concludes, a graphic reads:
We then cut to commercial.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from
break, we are directed to the Jumbotron, where a video airs, with a graphic
reading, “Christmas Moment –
The shot cuts back to the ring, where
Junior gets shoved down to
the mat and the crowd boos as Hooter takes over the gun. However, he can't
figure out how to use it properly and the crowd shows their disdain for the
beloved
Junior tries to show how
the gun is used, but Hooter once again shoves the younger version down to the
canvas. The crowd is completely against Hooter now and begins to chant
"Gin-din! Gin-din!" at the mascot. Hooter
makes motions to quiet the crowd as Hooter, Jr. tries
to pick himself up.
Junior uses the ropes to
get to one knee and the man underneath the costume pulls the hat-covered head
off the mascot, revealing himself to be GI Jew! The crowd cheers wildly
and Hooter continues to ham it up, not knowing what's behind him. Hooter
turns around and GI Jew rushes forth and nails him with a Gore that sends the
mascot's head flying over the top rope! The camera closes in one the face, and
underneath the costume is Walter Gindin!
Ferrara: And
GI Jew dressed up as Hooter, Jr!
Gindin rolls around on the
mat, struggling for air as Jew grabs a chair from ringisde.
Gindin gets to his feet, only to be obliterated by another Gore to the chest!
Jew folds the chair into a flat position and places it on the mat before
signaling for the Magnum Driver.
Troy: Those Gores aren't at
full effect because of that suit he has on, but a Magnum Driver here would
definitely be.
Jew gets Hooter up and rips
the Santa suit in half before bending him in a pumphandle
and spiking Gindin's head on the steel! The crowd
cheers rabidly until Solomon rushes down the ramp and slides into the ring, but
he's seconds late as Jew hops out and grabs the mic.
Jew: I told you I'd take
you out Walter! So just like I told Santa Norm last year....Happy Hanukkah...(with crowd) pussy!
"Refuse/Resist"
hits again and Jew exits through the raucous crowd as Solomon throws a fit in
the ring.
Troy: GI Jew said he'd
knock off Gindin Paul, and he sure took out his plan!
Back to
live action, “The Stone Monkey” by Kazu Matsui hits
over the speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as the PWA Women’s Champion
Keiko Ishida makes her way to the ring, alongside her manager Walter Gindin. Gindin
has a look of disdain on his face, directed at the Jumbotron, as he walks to
the ring. Ishida settles herself in the ring, and “Ride The
Lightning” by Metallica hits and the fans cheer as
Damien Fields makes his way to the ring. Fields appears confident as he heads
to the ring, ready for combat. As Fields stands in the ring, ready for this intergender contest, “Dead Promises” by The Rasmus hits and the fans cheer loudly as Morgan Day
emerges. Day quickly takes a seat at the announce table beside
Troy: Alright folks, we are being joined
in the booth here by number one challenger to the Women’s Championship Morgan
Day, and Morgan, this is quite the unconventional matchup
here.
Morgan: It is Victor, and I think it’s jealousy more
so than anything else. Keiko can’t stand the fact that I went out and beat a
man in Infernus, so she’s out here tonight against Damien Fields to try to
one-up me.
Hosemann: And also Morgan, I think it’s fair to say
that there’s more than a bit of posturing going on between you two heading into
Revival.
Morgan: Absolutely.
* INTERGENDER MATCH: PWA WOMEN’S
CHAMPION KEIKO ISHIDA VS. DAMIEN FIELDS *
Referee: Billy Vargas
The bell sounds and Ishida and Fields circle one another in the ring.
Fields seems confident, but also seems very hesitant to fully lock up with
Ishida and leave himself open to making a mistake.
Hosemann: Surely. A loss to a woman wouldn’t help matters for Fields in any
way.
Morgan: I hope that wasn’t a sexist statement, Scott.
Hosemann: Oh no, it wasn’t.
Morgan: Better not be.
Finally,
Fields and Ishida lock up in the center of the ring, and Fields grabs the
initial advantage, shoving Ishida down to the mat. Fields is hesitant to follow
up on it, and Keiko makes note of this. Keiko gets up and locks up with Fields
again. Fields shoves Keiko away, but this time, Keiko retains her balance, and
nails Fields with a brutal roundhouse kick to the jaw as she spins! Fields is
on
Hosemann: Keiko Ishida has
just demolished Damien Fields! This is unbelievable!
Morgan: Impressive, I’ll give her that much.
The fans
boo loudly as “The Stone Monkey” replays over the speakers and Keiko Ishida
celebrates her victory, staring a hole through Morgan Day and running her thumb
across her throat. Morgan stands up at the commentary booth, challenging Keiko
to come forward, and the two engage in a heated staredown
as we go to commercial break.
* WINNER VIA PINFALL: KEIKO ISHIDA *
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --