Saturday, December 31st, 2005 * United Center * Chicago, Illinois

The FBI warning flashes onto the screen, before fading into a video, accompanied by “Jaded” from VAST that highlights all of tonight’s matches, focusing on the PWA Championship match between champion Solomon and former titleholder Greg Tantalus. After this, we are taken inside the United Center in the center of Chicago, Illinois, where we catch sight of an elaborate red and silver set, featuring a big steel barrier around a giant Jumbotron, and a detailed stage area, with a long ramp leading down to the ring. From there, an amazing pyrotechnics display ensues, with fireworks shooting from the stage and ring. As the exhibition concludes and the fans go ballistic, we are taken to our commentators, Victor Troy and Scott Hosemann!

Troy: Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the fourth annual PWA Revival! I’m Victor Troy, along here with Scott Hosemann, and Scott it is great to be back in the chilly Windy City tonight!

Hosemann: Absolutely is Vic! Revival is one of the biggest nights of the year and with the lineup we have tonight, there is no way for us to start 2006 on a poor note. We’re going to see Solomon and Greg Tantalus, part 2, Mike Griffin returns to the ring to take on Mike Troha, Jason Calysto and Romeo will go at it again, and who can forget the biggest Women’s Title contest in history: Morgan Day finally challenging Keiko Ishida for the gold!

Troy: We have waited for five long months to see that one, but there is much, much more, including Jaguar and Jackie Baccaro one-on-one, GI Jew taking on Scythe, and Showtime Damon Savage returns to Revival to try and reclaim the title he won one year ago at this same event. So much action to get to, let’s not waste another moment, it’s time to go to the ring for our first matchup!

"We Who Are Not As Others" by Sepultura booms through the speakers, and the fans boo the arrival of the first PWA superstars to enter the arena, Loki and Reaper. The Tag Team Champions stalk their way to the ring and climb inside before unstrapping their title belts and posing with them on the turnbuckles.

Troy: Loki and Reaper have reigned as Tag Champions since Hellbent, and they carry a look that says they are in no danger of losing the belts tonight.

Hosemann: If they face one man in Renegade, there's no doubt about that. Renegade has pleaded for Paul Dawkins to return from his sabbatical to team with him tonight, but nobody has heard anything from him whatsoever. Two years ago at Revival, Jaguar did the same to Vulture, who returned so they could win the tag belts. But what's different with Dawkins is that we had signs from Vulture, Dawkins has responded in no way at all.

Troy: For Renegade's sake, I hope he does show. The Army of The Damned will not hesitate one bit to tear him apart right here tonight. We saw what they did to Speed Demon just a month ago.

"Piggy Bank" from 50 Cent hits and a wave of cheers come out from the crowd as Renegade arrives. The former Progressive and International Champion walks out alone, and removes his sunglasses before sliding into the ring. He stays in a corner as the champions look to close in on him, but once they start, Sevendust's "Black" begins and a huge amount of cheers come out as Paul Dawkins and Liz Rush enter the arena!

Troy: Dawkins is here! He has answered Renegade's call!

Hosemann: Nobody has seen him all day! I wonder where he came from.

Troy: Well he's here now, and ready to go!

* PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: ARMY OF THE DAMNED © VS. RENEGADE & PAUL DAWKINS *
Referee: Jason Church

Upon seeing Dawkins, Loki and Reaper close in, prompting the former two-time Tag Champion to sprint down the ramp and rush into the ring. Dawkins attacks Loki from behind and nails him with a flurry of rights as Renegade fights off Reaper. Dawkins tosses Loki out of the ring as Renegade levels Reaper with a dropkick that sends him out, and the old tag partners embrace to an immense ovation as Rush cheers the events from ringside.

Troy: Dawkins and Renegade have fired up this capacity crowd!

Hosemann: They have, but Reaper and Loki are veterans and they are the champions. They don't have to beat these guys, remember that.

Loki and Reaper take Jason Church's count up to nine and Reaper climbs into the ring to take on Dawkins. The bell sounds and they lock up, but Reaper immediately goes low with a knee to the gut. He follows up with another before blasting Dawkins with a heavy right hand. One more backs Dawkins into the ropes and Reaper Irish whips him off, but Dawkins returns to duck a clothesline attempt and score with one of his own on his return.

Dawkins wrenches Reaper's arm and takes him over to his corner, where he holds his arm high as a tag to Renegade produces a sharp kick to the ribs from the martial arts expert. Renegade hooks Reaper up for a suplex, but Loki quickly enters the ring and punches him in the ribs. Renegade is unable to lift Reaper then, and the former Lost Souls plants him with a big DDT. Reaper covers for a two count, but quickly tags out to his partner.

Hosemann: Good team wrestling from Loki and Reaper, now they're gonna look to wear down Renegade.

Loki enters the ring and batters Renegade with fists before Irish whipping him to the ropes. Renegade bounces off and runs into a midsection shot from Loki, doubling him over before he hits the ropes and scores with a spinning neckbreaker. Loki makes a cover, but gets another two count before tagging back out to Reaper.

Reaper enters the ring and sees Renegade reaching for a tag, so he puts him down with a double axe handle to the back of the head. He then grabs Renegade by the head and turns him upside down to nail him with a crunching piledriver before heading up to the top rope to put him away.

Troy: He's looking for that Last Breath legdrop here!

Hosemann: With a man that agile at 250 pounds, he can easily put a guy away with that if he hits it.

Reaper sets up for the move and he somersaults off the top rope, but Renegade rolls away and he crashes to the mat! Without wasting any time, Renegade lunches to his corner and makes the tag to Dawkins to a big pop!

Dawkins enters and clotheslines Reaper down as Loki enters the ring. He cuts Loki off with another flurry of rights that leave him up against the turnbuckles. Reaper tries to charge at him, but Dawkins steps aside and he crashes into his partner! With both men cornered, Dawkins backs into the opposite corner and runs at both man before taking off and crushing them with a Stinger Splash! Reaper falls to the mat and Loki staggers out of the corner, walking right into Renegade's grip as he blasts him with an F-U!

Renegade rolls Loki out of the ring as Dawkins signals for The M.O.A.B. He gets a wobbly Reaper off the canvas and gets him into position before hoisting him onto his shoulders and drilling him with The Mother Of All Bombs in the center of the ring! Dawkins covers and hooks the leg for the pinfall and the crowd explodes with cheers as "Black" replays!

Troy: Finally! Dawkins and Renegade have done it!

Hosemann: They've teamed for a long time, and this is good to see. Paul Dawkins has come back and he was untouchable tonight. What a win!

Church gets the belts and hands them over to the jubilant new champions, who hold them high as they embrace and celebrate with Liz Rush. Reaper and Loki exit the scene as the camera cuts away.
* WINNERS VIA PINFALL AND NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE *

As Dawkins and Renegade celebrate, we are taken backstage to the interview area, where Rick Madsen is standing next to a smirking Dexter P. Wellington, who is accompanied by his butler, Winston.

Madsen: Dex, tonight you are being presented with what you wanted, a Progressive Title return match, but not under the circumstances that you originally wanted. Why are you so happy tonight?

Wellington: It's simple Rick. I know Kerry Cox and that chubby Commissioner are trying to stack the deck against me, but the fact of the matter is that none of it means anything. Kerry Cox is what, 45 years old now? It's something like that. This dinosaur parades around these buildings with my belt like he's a big deal, but he's wrapped up in something he cannot handle. I'm a twenty-something world-class athlete, who hasn't even hit the prime of his career, and this washed up, so-called Hall of Famer actually thinks he can hang with me. It doesn't matter that Paul Ferrara is the referee or not. I am about to outclass and embarrass Kerry Cox, and once its all over, Jake and the Fat Man will have no choice but to accept their circumstances as I leave victorious, and a three-time Progressive Champion.

We head back to ringside, where “Chubby Boy” by DJ Mannie Fresh hits for the arrival of Paul Ferrara. The PWA’s Commissioner walks out to a sizeable ovation, and smiles to the fans as he shows off his referee’s shirt.

Troy: My former broadcast partner looks quite spiffy in that referee’s shirt, doesn’t he?

Hosemann: Not according to Dexter P. Wellington, but that guy is sure confident in his abilities, because the deck is definitely stacked against him tonight, and I’m not complaining about it.

As Ferrara climbs in the ring, “Marriage of Figaro” by Mozart begins, and the boos rain down for the entrance of the challenger. Wellington arrives with Winston, and looks a bit uneasy, but carries his aura of confidence as he strolls to the ring. He climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring, and walks right up to Ferrara, demanding that he call things down the middle. Ferrara raises his arms and nods his head, not speaking a word to the former two-time Progressive Champion. Within moments, “War Machine” by KISS begins to a big pop!

Troy: What a welcome for Kerry Cox!

Hosemann: And he deserves every bit of it. Kerry fits right in with these Chicago fans. They wanna see an ass kicking, and I know he’s looking to deliver one.

* PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP: KERRY COX © VS. DEXTER P. WELLINGTON *
Referee: Paul Ferrara

Cox comes out and relishes his cheers, but looks to get down to business as he removes his Progressive Title belt and slides into the ring. Wellington jumps right on him and Ferrara calls for the bell. Wellington batters Cox with punches and kicks, but the champion struggles to reach his knees. Cox swings back with a shot to the midsection, but Wellington puts him back down with a vile kick to the chest! Wellington poses to mock Cox and the crowd, which responds with jeers.

Troy: Not a good move to brag against Kerry Cox.

Hosemann: He’s not a Hall-of-Famer for no reason, and Dex will find that out.

Cox gets to the ropes to pull himself up, but Wellington is beating on him with several big punches. Ferrara gets in between to break them up, but he doesn’t delay to reprimand Wellington on using closed fists. The distraction allows Cox to get up and spear the challenger to the mat and open up on him with some closed, and referee-ignored, fists of his own!

Wellington tries to slide out of the ring and does so, but Cox follows him. He nails him with a clubbing blow to the back before smashing his head across the security wall and rolling him back into the ring. Cox slides in to go after him, but Wellington reaches up to grab him by his jean shorts and pull him in hard against the turnbuckles! Cox stumbles backwards into a belly-to-back suplex, and Wellington covers for a slightly slower than usual two count.

Troy: Paul is starting to get to the challenger now.

Hosemann: It looks like he’s ready to bust out the trick we all knew he had up his sleeve.

Wellington kneels down to talk to Winston, who discreetly passes off his glass of brandy to his boss as he gets back up. Wellington conceals the glass as Winston hops up on the apron to distract Ferrara, but the referee will have none of it, and he drops Winston from the ring with a left hand! Wellington spins Cox around to nail him with the glass, but Cox pushes his hands up, causing the drink to go into the challenger’s eyes!

A blinded Wellington drops the glass and swings wildly at Cox once, then twice, as Cox ducks them both. He then shoves him from behind into Ferrara. Wellington swings a right hand, but Ferrara blocks it before decking him with a left. Wellington reels backwards and Cox spins him around before kicking him in the stomach and spiking him with a Coxsucker DDT! Cox covers for one….two….and three!

Hosemann: Yeah! Way to go Kerry!

Troy: Dexter tried to cheat and it backfired, and now he STILL hasn’t regained The Progressive Title!

Hosemann: You can’t cheat against a guy like Kerry Cox. He’s been on the other side of the tracks too, he knows every trick in the book, and Wellington will be reminded of that as he gets his eyes flushed out after he wakes up.

“War Machine” plays again and the crowd responds with a loud ovation as Ferrara raises the champion’s hand and both men leave together.

* WINNER VIA PINFALL AND STILL PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION: KERRY COX *

The shot cuts outside to the parking lot, where a long, black stretch limousine pulls to a stop. Nick Cade rushes over to the vehicle as the driver opens the back door and Justin Schenck emerges, alongside Hollywood Mike Griffin. The two men look ready to get out of the cold Chicago air as they briskly head to the arena's door.

Cade: Hey! Hey Justin, Mike, can I get a quick word?

Schenck: Here's two: get lost!

Cade stands disappointed as head of security Jamal opens the door to the United Center and both men rush inside.

From the parking lot, we are taken to the interview area, where Scott Cornelius is with Jaguar.

Cornelius: Jag, Revival has been a very good event to you over the years. Three years ago, we witnessed you defeat Vulture for the PWA Title in L.A., two years ago, you teamed with him to win the Tag Team Titles in New Jersey, and who can forget last year's win, when you regained the PWA Title by beating Solomon in your hometown of Jacksonville? But tonight, we are far away from Florida and no title is on the line. How will you keep your Revival success going?

Jaguar: You hit the nail on the head Corny. No belt is up for grabs tonight, but in order for me to get another crack at one, I've gotta go through Baccaro. This kid has been runnin around ducking me for months now, saying that its time for me to move aside and hang ‘em up. He'll get in the ring with me, but not without backup. Well things are different tonight. Tonight, his boy Vulture is banned from ringside and Morgan Day has finally woken up and stopped saving his punk ass. You're in for a real lesson tonight Jackie. Tonight, you find out why I am who I am, the only four-time PWA Champion in history, and the man who has held more titles in this company than anyone else. This time around, there is no saving you Baccaro. You're about to walk right into an ass whippin' that’s long, long overdue, and you're about to do it right now. See you in the ring junior.

The scene cuts to ringside, where "Things Done Changed" by the late Notorious B.I.G. booms through the speakers for the arrival of Jackie Baccaro. The young, brash superstar walks out to a huge amount of boos from the capacity crowd, but he looks extremely confident without Vulture at his side as he raises his arms at the entrance to signal the start of his streaming gold fireworks behind him. Baccaro makes his walk to the ring and climbs inside to hop up on the turnbuckles, allowing the roving camera to get a great view of his impressive frame.

Troy: Jackie Baccaro sure looks confident tonight, but can he beat Jaguar with Vulture finally banned from ringside here? He doesn't have that to fall back on tonight Scott.

Hosemann: He might not need it. I know the big knock on Baccaro has been that he hasn't beaten Jaguar without help and that is true. But look at the facts. Baccaro is the youngest World Champion in history from beating Jag for the Progressive World Title and Jag has never pinned him. With Vulture here or not, that’s a lot of momentum in Baccaro's favor.

Baccaro waits in the ring as the focus shifts back to the entrance. After a brief moment, "I'm On It (Kryptonite)" by The Purple Ribbon All-Stars hits and a huge eruption comes for the entrance of Jaguar to his brand new music.

Troy: What an ovation this is!

Hosemann: They love this guy no matter where he goes!

Jaguar steps out to the front of the stage and poses as his swarming fiery pyro explodes behind him and lights up The United Center. He removes his jacket, shades and baseball cap as Baccaro grows tired of the theatrics. He rushes out of the ring and goes after Jaguar, who is more than ready for him.

* JAGUAR VS. JACKIE BACCARO *
Referee: Matt Hansen

Jag greets him with a right hand to the jaw and follows with a knee to the midsection. He tries an Irish whip into the ring steps, but Baccaro reverses and it is Jaguar himself that tumbles over the steel stairs. Matt Hansen orders them into the ring, and Baccaro rolls Jaguar inside before sliding into the squared circle himself.

The bell sounds and Baccaro further his advantage, picking away at Jaguar with clubbing blows and stomps while he is grounded. Baccaro scoops Jaguar off the mat and then downs him with a big vertical suplex before backing into the ropes and scoring with an elbow drop. He makes the first cover of the contest for a two count and Jaguar kicks out.

Hosemann: It's been all Baccaro so far.

Baccaro gets his opponent off the mat to back him into the ropes. He shoots him off to the opposite end to deliver a clothesline on his return, but Jaguar ducks the attempt and stops short. Without turning around to see his opponent, Jaguar blindly delivers a jumping leg lariat that connects with Baccaro's head and floors him.

Baccaro gets up quickly and walks into a scoop slam and Jaguar hits the ropes to connect with a twisting elbow drop to Baccaro's chest. He makes a cover and gets a quick two count, but makes sure to drop Baccaro back down with a vicious kick to the head. As Baccaro writhes on the canvas, Jaguar exits the ring to head up to the top rope. Flashbulbs pop as he soars off to attempt The Suga Splash, but Baccaro rolls out of the way and he misses!

Troy: Whoa, Jaguar just crashed and burned right there!

Hosemann: He landed very hard; I think Baccaro's big chance to take it home is right here. If that Baccaro Bomb connects, I think its over.

Baccaro gets to his feet and gets Jaguar into position for the Baccaro Bomb. He looks to finish things up after lifting him, but Jaguar slips out and lands behind him. Baccaro turns around and ducks a clothesline attempt before kicking Jaguar in the gut and hoisting him up. He stumbles a bit to the side in his lift, but he does manage to level Jag with a devastating Baccaro Bomb! Baccaro makes a very cocky cover with his back atop Jaguar's chest. Matt Hansen counts one and then two, but not three, as Jaguar drapes a boot across the bottom rope and the crowd cheers Baccaro's subsequent eruption.

Troy: Jaguar got a boot on the rope! What a mistake by Baccaro!

Hosemann: I understand that Baccaro wants to prove a point, but Jaguar is not the guy to hotdog against. He's like the John Elway of the PWA; he's notorious for his comebacks.

Baccaro refuses to cool down and backs the official into a corner. Hansen makes sure that Baccaro knows he is the law, but by the time Baccaro turns around, Jaguar is up and meets him with a kick to the stomach before picking him up and nailing him with Version 1.0!

Not thinking the Mexican Stretch Buster will get it done, Jaguar opts to wait and stalk Baccaro from behind as he rises. A wobbly Baccaro reaches his feet and Jaguar scoops him up from behind before planting him with a Carrjack in the center of the ring! Jaguar quickly covers for one...two...and thr- but Baccaro shoulder rises as he barely kicks out!

Troy: Baccaro kicked out! Unbelievable!

Hosemann: It is, I've had that Carrjack put on me and it’s a very deadly move. I'm shocked at that!

Jaguar looks at Hansen, almost shocked that his prized maneuver didn't get it done. He lifts Baccaro up, but gets him too close to his body as Baccaro shocks him with a shot to the groin that Hansen is unable to see. Baccaro doesn't allow Jaguar to fall, instead using his doubled-over position to scoop him up for another Baccaro Bomb.

Jaguar manages to escape in mid-air again and lands behind Baccaro. This time he shoves him hard, chest-first into the turnbuckles. Baccaro stumbles backwards and is dropped straight on his skull with a second Carrjack! Jaguar covers again and hooks the far leg as Hansen counts one...two...three!

Troy: Yes! Jaguar has finally done it! You take Vulture out of the equation, and Jackie Baccaro was unable to beat Jaguar tonight.

Hosemann: He came close, but Baccaro couldn't do it. This is a big win for Jaguar. He proved he is not to be put out to pasture yet, he's as hot as he's ever been and as always, a serious, serious threat to the man that leaves as PWA Champion tonight.

"I'm On It" plays once more as Jaguar's arm is raised in victory. He exits the ring as a Revival winner once again, leaving Baccaro fuming as he also leaves a few paces behind.

* WINNER VIA PINFALL: JAGUAR *

We head backstage to the dressing room of Morgan Day, where Traci Reed is with the number one contender to the Women's Championship.

Reed: Morgan, this is the big night that you have been waiting for since the day you stepped foot into the PWA. Tonight, you will finally go one-on-one with your longtime nemesis Keiko Ishida, this time with the Women's gold on the line. Your thoughts?

Day: You're right Traci, I have been waiting for this night for a very long time. Too long. I'm like a pit bull sometimes Traci. You own a dog right?

Reed: Yes I do.

Day: Well what would happen to you if you didn't feed your dog for five long months? (Reed looks down) Exactly. Since the day I came in here, all that's been done is finding way after way for me to not get my title shot. Well I've run my course, and taken down every woman this company has had to offer in the process. And in a few moments, I'm going to get the final one and add the last piece of the puzzle to my career. Traci, I am leaving here as the Women's Champion, and there is nothing that Walter Gindin, his cronies, the front office, Vulture, that nitwit Baccaro, or anyone else can do about it. Nobody will stop me from fulfilling my quest tonight. Nobody!

The shot leaves the dressing room and cuts into another, where Vulture is seated in front of the television, watching intently with a disappointed look on his face as Jackie Baccaro storms through the door in a rage. The previously defeated youngster grabs a vase off the end table and throws it against the wall, smashing it to pieces and gaining the attention of his manager.

Vulture: Hey! What the hell is the matter with you?!

Baccaro: (Getting in his face) Matter with me? What are you, blind?! Did you see what happened to me out there?! I was screwed!

Vulture: Screwed?!

Baccaro: Yes screwed!

Vulture: Cut the crap Jackie.

Baccaro: (Getting closer) What did you say?

Vulture: (Getting in Baccaro's face) I said cut the crap! That’s it, this is enough bullshit outta you! I saw the match, you didn't get screwed, you got beat! You think me, or any other legend in this business hasn't lost a match to a guy the caliber of Jaguar before?! He's beaten every top hand there is and is a future Hall of Famer, and your lack of respect for him bit you in the ass tonight!

Baccaro: Respect? I'm not you or any other so-called legend Mike.

Vulture: You're not, but let me tell you something. You wanna get to that level, don't you?! (Baccaro quiets and nods) Then you cut this out and listen to me. You lost, so what. Everyone here has lost a match before, and believe it or not, they've lost to that guy before too. You don't get upset and bitch and moan, you do something about it.

Baccaro: Oh, and what should I do Sherlock?

Vulture: (Picks up a videotape from his bag) Here. You watch this, and you'll figure out the rest. I need to get some coffee. I'll be back later.

Baccaro: Alright.

As Vulture exits, the camera zooms in on the white label to the cassette, which reads "PWA Revival - 2002"

As we return to ringside, “Footprints” by G-Unit’s Young Buck and 50 Cent hits, and a huge pop sets the stage for Showtime Damon Savage’s walk to the ring.

Troy: What do you think that conversation between Vulture and Jackie Baccaro was about?

Hosemann: No idea, but Vulture sure did seem to set the kid straight.

Troy: Well anyway, its time for The International Title match, and you can remember Scott, it was one year ago that Showtime Damon Savage won a 6-man Elimination match to win that title at Revival.

Hosemann: He pinned Mike Grieco to do it, and tonight, he’s going up against Grieco’s biggest nemesis to repeat it again this year.

Troy: Mike Grieco is at home rehabbing from a torn knee ligament, but you can guarantee he’s rooting for the man that beat him last year as he watches this.

Showtime waits for his pyro to explode before finishing his entrance and climbing into the ring, and he removes his robe to reveal his chiseled frame that is definitely ready for combat this evening. As he waits in the ring, “Still Ballin” by 2Pac and Trick Daddy begins, and boos come as James Biamonte is led to the ring by Jade. Biamonte walks to the ring with his belt tightly wrapped around his waist, knowing it could be the last time he sees it as he enters the ring.

Troy: For the past month or so, James Biamonte has been the coldest wrestler on the roster. He barely won at Fallen Souls in the Fatal Four-Way, and now he’s facing a red-hot Showtime, who has pinned him in numerous non-title matches on Frequency and during our recent live events in record times. Can he beat Savage tonight when it counts the most?

Hosemann: I don’t know that, but what I do know is that he doesn’t have to. Remember that Biamonte has the championship advantage here.

* PWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP: JAMES BIAMONTE © VS. SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE *
Referee: Dan Martin

Biamonte hands his belt to Dan Martin, who takes the title and calls for the bell. It sounds and both men lock up hard in the center of the ring. Biamonte clamps on a side headlock, and Savage feels the tightness of his grip, as he is unable to shake him off. Savage delivers two forearms to the midsection, but doesn’t’ break the hold until he shoves Biamonte to the ropes. Biamonte bounces off and runs right into the rear naked choke position that preludes Its Showtime, making the champion drop down and run out of the ring to slow things down.

Troy: Good move by the champion there.

Hosemann: It was. Biamonte is a very cagey veteran. He felt the big move coming, so he got outta there to keep things at his pace. He knows his belt is up for grabs this time around.

Biamonte takes his time climbing back into the ring, and once he gets in, he proposes a test of strength. Showtime obliges and quickly turns Biamonte’s wrist the wrong way and squeezes with his boxer’s grip. Biamonte quickly retreats to the ropes and wraps his free arm around the top one to get the hold broken. Savage breaks it, but Biamonte pokes a thumb into his eye to gain an advantage. Showtime stumbles and leans against the ropes, and Biamonte comes at him full force to clothesline him out over the top to the arena floor.

Troy: And there’s Biamonte, cheating as usual.

Hosemann: But he found his opening, and he’s got to take it here. Showtime doesn’t give him many.

Biamonte exits the ring to give chase to Savage, but the challenger ducks his head down and gives him a back body drop that sends him crashing down hard on the padded floor! Knowing he cannot win via countout, Showtime rolls into the ring and then back out to break Martin’s count. He goes to inflict more damage to the champion, but out of nowhere, Biamonte cracks him over the head with a steel chair and Martin immediately calls for the bell!

Troy: What the hell?! Biamonte did that on purpose!

Hosemann: It’s hard to lay a guy out like that by accident Vic.

Biamonte smiles and holds the weapon up as Showtime is totally laid out on the arena floor below him. Lee Palmer announces the official word, that Biamonte loses via disqualification, but retains the title, and the champion just laughs as Jade grabs his belt and hands it back to him. They begin to exit the arena; arm-in-arm as the fans shower them with tons of boos.

Troy: I can’t believe this. James Biamonte knew he hasn’t been able to beat Showtime in weeks, and the moment he gets in a big move, Biamonte ends the match with a blatant disqualification! This is disgusting!

Hosemann: And Showtime is none too happy!
* WINNER VIA DQ: SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE; STILL INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION: JAMES BIAMONTE *

As Biamonte nears the exit, Showtime rises, bleeding from his forehead. The former International Champion takes off after the current one. The crowd cheers loudly as Showtime sprints back up the ramp to go after Biamonte, who is unbeknownst to the fact that his opponent is after him.

The camera goes backstage, where James Biamonte has just stumbled through the curtain after his disqualification loss. Jade tries to help him catch his breath and get out of there, but he doesn’t make it in time as Showtime comes running through the curtain and tackles him down from behind! The enraged Savage batters Biamonte with plenty of rights and lefts, and Jade tries to pry him off her defenseless man, to no avail. A swarm of officials rush in to help her cause and break them up as we are taken to the interview area, where Scott Cornelius is next to Scythe as the indoor crowd can be heard booing.

Cornelius: You can listen to the reaction from here. Scythe, over the last few weeks, your circumstances have lead you up to this moment, where you will go one on one with GI Jew, and for the first time, it seems that the crowd isn’t on your side. Would you care to offer your thoughts?

Scythe: They may not be on my side, Scott, but I don’t need them. Did you see how quickly they turned on me? I’ve come to realize that they’ll cheer for just about anyone that’s put on their pedestal. Take GI Jew for example. The crowd has been back and forth, booing and cheering for him so many times that I’ve lost count. And for what, a barbaric savage? We might as well put a gorilla on the roster; at least the crowd would have something that they could identify with. But one day, I’ll make them see the light. I’ll open their eyes. I am the Modern Day Samurai, and as such, I will keep fighting the good fight, starting with GI Jew. Now get out of my way, Scott. It’s time to do what only I can do best. This samurai will cut Jew down.

Scythe brushes past the backstage reporter and heads for the ring, as an unfamiliar tune is heard.

Smoke begins to flood the entrance of the ramp, as the opening chords to the remix of Daisuke Ishiwatari's "Be Just or Be Dead" begin to play. The crowd is unsure of how to initially react, until Scythe appears from behind the curtain. Massive boos pour down from the audience, and the Modern Day Samurai ignores it by focusing only on the ring. He slowly marches down the aisle, paying no mind to the rampant jeers as he approaches the ring. Scythe climbs into the ring and turns around, standing tall and waiting patiently for his rival with a bitter stare.

Troy: I guess Scythe didn't like the sound of "With You" anymore.

Hosemann: You heard the guy before in his interview. No one's with him now, and the crowd is proving that.

"Opium of the People" by Slipknot takes over soon after, and GI Jew comes out to a roar of cheers. Instead of soaking in their adulation, Jew stampedes down the ramp and butts heads with a beckoning Scythe, sending the crowd into a frenzy!

Troy: And no time is being wasted!

Hosemann: This is not the first time that Scythe and Jew have wrestled. They know each other's styles fairly well.

* SCYTHE VS. GI JEW *
Referee: Jose Soares
Gaining the upper hand, GI Jew pounds away on Scythe while the referee has the bell sound to start the match. Scythe struggles to defend himself in the initial part of the match, but GI Jew is relentless in his attack. The Modern Day Samurai cannot maintain his balance and is floored by several well-placed shots. He quickly gets back to his feet, but Jew doesn't leave him up for long each time. Scythe finally gets to a vertical base, but it doesn't stop Jew from whipping him into the ropes and downing him with a big back body drop as he returns. After rising up yet again, Jew violently plows him down with a big clothesline as the crowd cheers wildly!

Troy: GI Jew has the clear advantage in the early goings of the match.

Hosemann: We've come to expect the never-say-die attitude of Scythe though, so we can't count him out.

Scythe is slow to his feet this time, and Jew is prepared as he gets himself up. Once Scythe reaches both of his feet, Jew charges forward for an additional clothesline, but the Samurai ducks beneath the forearm, causing Jew to bounce off the opposite side. GI Jew hastily returns, but is caught in the signature deep arm drags, courtesy of Scythe. After
two more, Jew tries to slow down the pace of the match, but this prompts Scythe to whip Jew into the corner.

He follows Jew in with a series of chops to his exposed chest, and as Jew stumbles out of the corner, Scythe continues his attack with a damaging DDT that makes the
crowd cringe. The boos begin to increase in volume once Scythe takes advantage of the situation and heavily stomps on Jew's body. He takes hold of Jew's arm and drives a knee into his back, shouting inaudibly into his face.

Troy: I don't think I've ever seen that expression in Scythe's eyes before.

Hosemann: He's a changed man, Troy. But if it can win him more matches, then it might be a change for the better.

Scythe slips out of the ring and stands on the arena floor before reaching in and grabbing Jew's arms. He drags him towards the edge so that Jew's head hangs off the side, and Scythe takes the opportunity to gain a running start to bash a knee into the side of Jew's head. The referee counts up to six, but Scythe rolls in and out of the ring to break the count. The Samurai drags Jew out of the ring completely and pulls all his weight into whipping him into the iron ring post with a sickening sound!

Jew roars in pain and clutches his shoulder, but Scythe doesn't him the chance to breathe and whips him into the other post for good measure. The crowd boos even louder, and the referee reaches the count of seven. After a quick decision, Scythe rolls Jew back into the ring and follows in quickly to hook the leg. One. Two. And Jew kicks out with authority!

Undaunted, Scythe climbs onto the turnbuckle and faces the ring, waiting for the first Grand Slam Champion to rise. When he finally stands back up, Scythe takes flight with a flying
cross body, but a rejuvenated Jew catches Scythe and tosses him across the ring with a fall away slam!

Troy: GI Jew is still has life left!

Hosemann: It's still anyone's match!

Both men are down until the count of five, and Scythe is the first to make it back up to his feet. He goes to lift Jew up, but he breaks out of Scythe's grip! The two begin to brawl with fists wildly flying at each other. Scythe has trouble staying on his feet and Jew grabs him by the arm to whip him into the corner. However, Scythe reverses the whip, sending Jew barreling into the referee in the opposite corner!

Troy: Oh no, the referee is down!

Hosemann: Nothing good can come of this!

As the referee falls to the mat, Scythe makes haste and charges at Jew to leapfrog over him. Jew tumbles to the mat, and Scythe immediately takes flight with the Diving Blade moonsault!

However, Jew throws himself towards the turnbuckle to avoid the maneuver, and Scythe lands on his feet in an incredible aerobatic display! It is short lived though, as Scythe stands back up and finds Jew trampling out of the corner! Scythe cannot avoid it and he gains full impact from the Gore that nearly busts a hole through his torso!

Troy: GORE! GORE! Scythe won't be getting up from that one!

Hosemann: But the referee is down!

GI Jew, also coming to this realization, attempts to revive the referee. Before he can get a chance to though, a slew of jeers is emitted from the crowd. Jew is not sure what this is directed towards, but he soon finds out first hand when Bishop Cross slides into the ring and clubs Jew’s back with a steel chair! The boos don't stop as Cross continues to batter Jew into a bloodied unconsciousness. When he is finally done with the beating, Cross tosses the chair to the outside and drags a barely awakened Scythe and drapes him across Jew's prone body. With the elaborate set up, Cross violently shakes the referee before fleeing from the ring.

Troy: No! This is an outrage! Don't let this happen!

The referee had responded to the shaking and looks up, seeing Scythe in the pin cover. Unsure of the recent events, he has no choice but to count. His hand slaps the mat three times, and "Be Just or Be Dead" plays again, much to the dismay of the crowd.
* WINNER VIA PINFALL: SCYTHE *

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