EPISODE 1.2 – TUESDAY, MAY 18, 2010
PRUDENTIAL CENTER
A video package airs over the Jumbotron, highlighting events that
took place on last week’s inaugural episode of PWA: The Rebirth, centering on
Vulture’s victory over Solomon, Scythe, and GI Jew in a fatal fourway match,
setting up tonight’s main event, which pits Vulture against PWA World
Heavyweight Champion Jaguar with the gold on the line.
As the video concludes, “Live Again” by Ours blares over the
speakers and the opening credits for PWA: The Rebirth roll. At their
conclusion, we are sent inside the
Calysto: That’s right, Vic! We are going to see the PWA World Heavyweight
Championship on the line, as two of the PWA’s all-time greats get it on! It’s
going to be a pair of Hall of Famers, Jaguar and Vulture, battling it out for
the gold, right here tonight!
Calysto: And that doesn’t even mention the big tag team match that was
announced on PWATheRebirth.com this past Friday! We are going to see GI Jew
team up with Anthony Failla to take on the awesome combination of the
Modern-Day Samurai Scythe and the Alaskan Monster Solomon!
Troy: And of course, we have our opening contest, which is going to be
something else! The team of Dynamite Dean Nash and Damien Fields is already in
the ring, so let’s get to it! The vacant PWA Tag Team Championship is on the
line, and it’s on the line in a four corners elimination match!
With that, “Stockholm Syndrome” by Muse hits the speakers and the British
duo of Paul Epton and John Wolfe makes its way to the ring to a round of
cheers. The two Englishmen revel in the adulation of the capacity crowd as they
make their way into the ring and greet their opposition in Nash and Fields.
Moments later, “More Human Than Human” by White Zombie hits the
speakers, and the fans greet the duo of The Omega Steve Beovich and The Human
Highlight Jon Dulberg with boos. The two enter the ring with a swagger, looking
determined to leave
As they get settled, “You Don’t Know” by Eminem and 50 Cent hits,
and the fans, who are momentarily confused by the music, quickly begin cheering
loudly as Renegade and Paul Dawkins emerge and begin making their energetic
entrance!
Calysto: They sure are, Vic! And they sure look ready to roll!
As Renegade and Dawkins settle themselves in the ring,
attention is turned to Lee Palmer at ringside.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight’s
opening contest is scheduled for three falls, and is a four corners elimination
match for the PWA Tag Team Championship! In this match, two men from opposing
teams will compete in the ring at all times, and participants may tag in any
one of the other participants. When one man is pinned, made to submit,
disqualified, or counted out, his entire team is eliminated. The last team
standing will be crowned the NEW PWA Tag Team Champions!
Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 435 pounds, the team of
Dynamite Dean Nash and Damien Fields!
Next, at a total combined weight of 445 pounds, the team of Paul Epton and John
Wolfe!
Next, at a total combined weight of 463 pounds, the team of The Omega Steve
Beovich and The Human Highlight Jon Dulberg!
And finally, at a total combined weight of 477 pounds, they are Renegade and
Paul Dawkins!
The fans continue cheering as the bell sounds to kick off the championship
bout.
VACANT PWA TAG
TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP:
FOUR CORNERS ELIMINATION MATCH:
DYNAMITE DEAN NASH & DAMIEN FIELDS VS. PAUL EPTON & JOHN WOLFE VS. THE
OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH & THE HUMAN HIGHLIGHT JON DULBERG VS. PAUL DAWKINS
& RENEGADE
Referee: Jose Soares
When the ring clears, Dean Nash and Paul Epton are left inside it,
and they begin this contest. The two light heavyweights lock up in the center
of the ring, and Nash ties Epton up in a headlock. However, Epton quickly
shoves Nash into the ropes and drops down to the mat, prompting Nash to hop
over him as he returns. Nash hits the opposite ropes, and Epton quickly downs
him with a dropkick!
Nash pops up, but immediately goes to the corner and tags in his
partner Damien Fields. Fields charges at Epton and downs him with a hard
shoulderblock. Epton gets back up, unfazed, and charges at Fields, but he is
downed with a hard clothesline for his troubles. Fields then lifts Epton high
up for a suplex, but wanders back into the corner of Renegade and Dawkins as he
does so. Dawkins covertly tags the back of the elevated Epton, just before
Fields crashes him down to the mat. Fields is blissfully unaware of the fact
that Dawkins is now the legal man, at least until Dawkins enters the ring and
drills Fields down with the thunderous rocker dropper that he calls the Scud
Missile! Dawkins covers… one, two, three! Dean Nash has a look of horror on his
face as the bell sounds one time, signaling the elimination.
Palmer: The team of Dean Nash and Damien
Fields has been eliminated.
Calysto: That is the offense of Renegade and Dawkins, Vic. It can literally
strike at a moment’s notice. But that was a great job by Dawkins right there,
taking advantage of an opportunity.
Down to three teams, The Omega Steve Beovich enters the ring and
immediately blindsides Dawkins. He hammers Dawkins with a number of punishing
forearm shivers, before Dawkins reaches out and tags in big John Wolfe.
Beovich backpedals as Wolfe enters, not wanting to deal with him. Finally,
Wolfe grabs him and downs him with a hard clothesline! Wolfe lifts Beovich off
the mat and Irish whips him hard into the corner, before charging at him and
crushing him with another clothesline! As Beovich staggers forward, Wolfe grabs
him by the throat!
The fans cheer as Wolfe walks him over to the corner and tags in
Epton, who heads to the top rope! However, Beovich nails Wolfe with a hard low
blow that the referee, who is occupied trying to get Epton off the top rope,
doesn’t see! Wolfe falls to the mat, just as Epton dives off with a cross body
that downs Beovich… but his momentum rolls him on top of Epton! One, two,
three!
Calysto: However it happened, Vic, it happened, and now it’s going to be either
Beovich and Dulberg or Dawkins and Renegade that leave here with the tag team
titles!
Palmer: The team of Paul Epton and John Wolfe has been eliminated.
Beovich quickly makes a tag to Dulberg as Renegade enters the ring for the
first time as well. Renegade comes at Dulberg with a flurry of kicks, but
Dulberg is able to block them all, before downing Renegade with a dropkick of
his own! Dulberg covers… one, two, and Renegade kicks out.
Dulberg then whips Renegade hard into the corner and charges at
him, but Renegade sticks his elbow out and nails Dulberg with it as he
approaches! Dulberg staggers forward, and Renegade downs him with a hard boot
to the jaw!
Dulberg is slow to his feet, and Renegade is counting on that,
bouncing off the ropes and nailing the Human Highlight with a devastating axe
kick! With that, Renegade begins positioning himself for the Kick of Death, and
the fans begin cheering loudly!
However, before Dulberg even gets to his feet, Beovich enters the ring and
charges at Renegade… only to be speared to the mat by Paul Dawkins! Dawkins
pounds away at Beovich, and the referee tries desperately to separate them!
Beovich slowly staggers to his feet, and Renegade is ready… only
for a man to charge into the ring from the crowd and destroy Renegade with a
thunderous spinebuster!
Calysto: Don’t get too excited, Vic. That looks to me like it’s Don
Capriglione.
Capriglione rolls Beovich onto Renegade and quickly rolls his way out of the
ring. Referee Jose Soares turns around just in time to see this, and counts…
one, two, Dawkins lunges at Beovich but Dulberg grabs onto him, three.
The fans begin booing loudly as “More Human Than Human” replays
over the speakers, and Beovich and Dulberg join Capriglione in celebration in
the ring. Renegade and Dawkins exit, with Dawkins shouting back at the new
champions, knowing there was illicit behavior involved in their victory.
Finally, the belts are handed to Beovich and Dulberg, and Capriglione raises
their arms high. The MVP then takes the microphone and the music dies down.
Capriglione: For those of you who may not
remember me, I am Don “The MVP” Capriglione, and we are Synergy. And now, we
are YOUR PWA Tag Team Champions!
With that “More Human Than Human” restarts, and Synergy exits to a chorus
of boos, with the Tag Team Championship in tow, as we head to break.
WINNERS VIA
PINFALL AT 9:28 AND NEW PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS – SYNERGY
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from break, “Footprints” by G-Unit blasts onto the
speakers, and the fans give a warm, rousing ovation to Showtime Damon Savage,
who makes his electric entrance wearing street clothes, heading to the ring. As
he reaches the ringside area, Showtime grabs a microphone and enters the
squared circle. The cheering dies down as Savage prepares to speak.
Showtime: I’m not scheduled to be out
here now. In fact, I’m not even scheduled to be out here this whole damn show.
One week after getting jobbed out of the International title, Justin Schenck
doesn’t even have the sense to book me on the show. But that’s ok. I’m not out looking
to cash in my rematch with Michael Grieco. That fool can have that belt. What
I’m out here for tonight is to make a promise to each and every Showtime fan
out there. The time has come for Showtime to move up in the ranks, and now that
I don’t have the International title any longer, there is nothing holding me
back. I am making a guarantee, right here, right now, that by the time this season
comes to a close, Showtime will be your PWA World Heavyweight Champion!
The fans cheer loudly at this statement.
Calysto: That’s a mighty bold statement, Vic! Let’s see if Showtime has what it
takes to back it up!
Moments later, “Da Repercussions” by 50 Cent thumps onto the speakers, and
the new International Champion Michael Grieco makes his way to the ring
alongside Dee Licious. The capacity crowd boos him upon his arrival. Grieco
grabs a microphone as he enters, standing face to face with Showtime, a smirk
on his face.
Grieco: So I really struck that much fear
into you, huh?
Showtime: Grieco, please. Don’t flatter yourself.
Grieco: Well, how else should I read this, Showtime? I beat you to a pulp and
take your title, and the next week, you come out here saying you’re not
pursuing your rematch, and you’re going after the PWA Championship? Are you
serious? Do you know who you are? You’re Showtime Damon Savage. You’re NOT
world title material. I know that, all these fans know that, and deep down, I
think you know that too. But you’d rather try and fail to become PWA Champion than
get beaten by me again.
Showtime: Well
Grieco: You want me next week, Showtime? I’d be glad to beat you half to death
again in
Showtime and Grieco stare each other down intensely, and the fans cheer.
Calysto: We do! Provided Justin Schenck is agreeable to signing the bout, we’re
going to have Grieco and Showtime, one-on-one, in a non-title bout, right here
next week!
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from break, we see the Modern-Day Samurai Scythe
conversing with the Alaskan Monster Solomon near the catering area, preparing
for their upcoming tag team match against GI Jew and Anthony Failla. PWA
newcomer Evan Black walks past them, but Scythe gets the idea to call him over.
Black nervously approaches.
Scythe: Hey, kid.
Black: Hey, Scythe. Hey, Solomon. I’m Evan Black. It’s an honor to meet both of
you guys, it really is.
Solomon: You can save all that. We really just wanted to welcome you to the
PWA.
Black: Well thanks, I appreciate that.
Scythe: Hey, don’t you have some kind of interesting story about how you got
here?
Black: Well yeah, actually. I started to tell the story on the show last week.
I went to law school, passed the bar, became a lawyer, practiced for a few
years, and then just realized I hated it, and that my true passion was
wrestling. So I got trained, starting wrestling weekends, eventually quit my
job, started doing this full time, and five years later, here I am.
Solomon: That’s a pretty interesting story. You see, Scythe? Look at his hair.
It’s a little wild, a little crazy, but not all long and unruly. When are you
going to cut your hair?
Scythe: (sigh) You know my hair is…
Solomon: Yeah, yeah, badge of honor, blah blah blah. You know you’re not really
a samurai, right?
Scythe pauses, debating how to respond. Solomon then
begins laughing.
Solomon: I’m just messing with you, man.
Scythe now eases up and cracks a smile.
Scythe: Don’t mess with a samurai’s hair!
After the two share a laugh, Solomon turns back to Black, who is laughing
along with them. As soon as Solomon makes eye contact with Black, the newcomer
stops laughing.
Solomon: Anyway, good luck to you, kid. I hope, for your sake, that we never
cross paths out there.
Black laughs nervously, not sure if the Alaskan Monster is joking or not,
but Solomon’s expression sheds no additional light on the situation. Suddenly,
the scene is made even tenser as GI Jew walks into view. Scythe and Solomon
stand up and take notice, but Jew is staring directly at Evan Black. As Black
realizes, he turns, smiles, and extends his hand to the former PWA Champion,
but Jew is not interested.
Jew: What makes you think I would shake
your hand, punk?
Black: Why wouldn’t you? I’ve done you no wrong. We haven’t even met! I’m Evan
Black, one of the…
Jew: I know who you are. And that’s why I won’t shake your hand. You’re the
stereotypical Jewish lawyer. I HATE Jewish lawyers. You know why? They
perpetuate the stereotype of the weak, whiny, complaining Jew, a stereotype
I’ve been fighting my whole life. Our people need an example. They need more
people like me. We don’t need one more sniveling, blood-sucking lawyer like
you.
Black: Umm, clearly I’ve moved on from that. I’m here now. I’ve been a wrestler
for five years, and I intend to keep wrestling until I’m too old to keep going,
or my skills diminish to the point that I can’t get a job.
Jew: At which point you’ll return to practicing law, I take it.
Black: Well, I haven’t really thought that far…
Jew: Listen, Hebe. I have no interest in continuing this conversation with you.
You are a disgrace to your people, namely the best of those people, me. I’m the
baddest Hebe this side of Tel Aviv. And if you so much as look at me the wrong
way, I’m gonna show you exactly why. You get one warning, and one warning only.
Stay the hell away from me, and I might be merciful enough to not kill you. Now
get the hell out of here. I need to talk to people that matter.
Black wants to stay and confront him, but one look at Scythe and Solomon
shaking their heads and gesturing for him to leave prompts him to do otherwise.
Black exits, and Jew turns his attention to Scythe and Solomon.
Scythe: A little harsh, don’t you think?
He’s a good kid.
Jew: Did I ask your opinion, Scythe? No, I didn’t. So keep your mouth shut. I
just wanted to tell the both of you that I hate you. And because I hate you,
I’m going to end you both tonight.
Solomon: Big talk from a guy who got pinned last week. Scythe, did you get
pinned?
Scythe: Nope. How about you, big man?
Solomon: Are you serious? No one pins me.
Jew: I don’t care what happened last week. Fatal fourways are confusing.
Tonight, I have you both in a tag team match, and I just figured I’d give you a
heads up so you can enjoy your final moments not in a wheelchair.
Scythe: How noble. By the way, where’s your partner?
Jew: Failla? Screw him. Who cares? We all know I’m gonna have to carry the team
anyway. I haven’t seen him, but I won’t sweat it one bit if he doesn’t show. I
hate him too. If he gets in my way, I’ll hurt him the same way I’m gonna hurt
both of you. Just be warned. Tonight, I’m coming for blood.
Jew then storms away. After he’s gone, Scythe and Solomon look at
each other and chuckle.
Solomon: What an angry little man.
Scythe: Yeah, but he can fight.
Solomon: That he can. Guess we’d better get back to our gameplan.
The camera then cuts back to the ring, where “Zerospace” by Kidneythieves is
playing over the speakers and Jade is in the ring, stretching out on the ring
ropes, awaiting her competition.
Moments later, “Demons” by Aria thumps onto the speakers, and the
fans begin booing somewhat as PWA newcomer Zina begins making her journey down
to the ring. Still dressed in the garb of a circus bear trainer, her former
profession, Zina walks to the ring with authority, her eyes locked on Jade. She
doesn’t take her eyes off her opponent for a moment as she steps into the ring.
Troy: Alright, we’re about to get another look at this
Zina here, a woman who was extremely impressive last week in her dismantling of
Liz Rush.
Calysto: She was, Vic, but this is a bit of a different story. No offense to
Liz Rush, but Jade is a three-time Women’s Champion, not to mention the
first-ever holder of that title. She has faced flash-in-the-pan newcomers, and
she has faced legitimate up-and-coming dynamos, so this will be a real litmus
test to see what exactly we have in this Zina. If she isn’t as good as she
appeared to be last week, Jade will help us find that out real quick.
JADE VS. ZINA
Referee: Dan Martin
As soon as the bell sounds, Jade charges right
at Zina, but one of the newest additions to the PWA women’s division greets her
with a hard clothesline that floors her. Jade shakes off the cobwebs and gets
back to a vertical base quickly, but Zina is standing right over her and tosses
her against the ropes. When Jade returns, Zina destroys her with a thunderous
powerslam.
Calysto: This is NOT the start Jade needed to get off to
here. If last week was any indication, you simply cannot allow Zina to get any
kind of momentum.
With Jade stunned on the mat, Zina stings her with hard, repeated
elbow drops. She then lifts her up off the mat and whips her against the ropes
again, but this time, Jade rebounds with a kneelift, which momentarily stuns
Zina! The fans begin to cheer as Jade moves in with repeated elbows to the jaw,
which have Zina teetering! Then, Jade climbs to the top rope, looking for a
double axehandle… but Zina catches her in mid-air and begins squeezing the life
out of her with a vicious bearhug!
Zina wrenches the hold in tightly, her normally calm demeanor traded in for a
manic look in her eyes. Zina continues to violently shake Jade in the hold as
she squeezes her tightly, putting tremendous pressure on the ribs of the former
champion, until Jade can fight no longer. Jade taps out, and Zina is declared
the winner.
Calysto: This one truly was impressive, Vic. She had control of this bout from
the onset, and just disposed of a very capable athlete. Zina could be the real
deal, Vic. She really could.
Aria’s “Demons” is now replaying over the speakers, and Zina stands
stoically in the ring. Referee Dan Martin succeeds in raising her hand in
victory, before Zina exits the ring and heads for the back, leaving a fallen
Jade in her wake.
WINNER VIA SUBMISSION AT 3:28 – ZINA
The camera then shifts backstage, where backstage reporter Scott Cornelius is standing by with Chase Stone, who wears a cocky smile on his face.
Stone: First of all, Scott, I think you misinterpreted what Mr. Schenck meant. He didnt mean that I, Chase Stone, the single greatest athlete that this company has ever seen, was not ready to compete. Oh no. What he meant was that these people are just not ready to handle an athlete the caliber of a Chase Stone. Furthermore, all these wrestlers in the back, none of them are ready for Chase Stone either. The simple fact of the matter is that I will compete in that ring when I am good and ready to compete. I bet you'd all like to think that if young Chase Stone stepped inside a PWA ring today, he would get annihilated. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but it's just not the case. I could go out there and dominate tonight if I desired.
Cornelius: So why don't you?
Stone: It's simple, Scott. Because I choose not to. Go look up my wrestling career at Penn State University. Do you know how many times I lost in my entire college career?
Cornelius: How many?
Stone: Twice. In four years of college. And do you know what happened to both of the guys that beat me? I pinned them both in the first period when I got another shot at them. So, to simplify this for you people, I beat every single person I faced my entire college wrestling career. I was an All-American. In high school, I went undefeated from sophomore year straight through graduation. Simply put, I have been built and bred to be a wrestler. Dominance is not a goal for me; it's a given. So to every wrestler backstage here tonight, consider this your stay of execution. Because when Chase Stone chooses to step into a PWA ring to compete for the first time, it will be the dawning of a new era of dominance in the PWA, one that won't end until I say it does. Mark my words.
With that, Stone walks off and we head to commercial. With Cox emerges from behind the curtain to a loud roar, and plays to
the crowd as he enters the squared circle. Once Cox stands in front of Schenck: Gentlemen, before you get going with this match,
I wanted to make a couple of quick announcements. In two weeks, when we head to
With Cox down, Cox now goes to Troy: I’ve gotta say, Iceman. THAT was surprising. -- COMMERCIAL BREAK -- His wife, the PWA Women’s Champion Morgan Day, then walks over and
puts a hand on Vulture’s shoulder, which startles him. Morgan: It’s only me. Vulture opens the door and sighs as the eager Duval Twins enter.
Chris and Alexis have wide smiles as they walk past Vulture, who covertly looks
at Morgan. His wife mouths to him to “be nice,” and Vulture puts on his best
fake smile. Chris: Not much, V, not much. Alexis: We were just hanging around backstage and figured
we’d drop in. -- COMMERCIAL BREAK -- Failla is stoic as he methodically makes his way down the aisle,
barely addressing the capacity crowd as he does so. Finally, he steps into the
ring and awaits the arrival of his partner. Moments later, “Opium of the People” by Slipknot hits, and the
boos continue as GI Jew rides his Chopper to ringside. Jew parks the bike
outside of the ring and enters, engaging in a staredown with his partner Failla
when he does so. Moments later, “Hear Me” by Darkseed explodes onto the speakers,
and the fans continue their outburst for the Alaskan Monster, Solomon! Two high
bursts of pyro greet him on the stage, and Solomon continues his march to the
ring. When he reaches Scythe, the two acknowledge each other and slide into the
ring, immediately engaging their opponents in battle as the bell sounds! Meanwhile, in the ring, Solomon and Jew go at it, with Solomon
firmly in control early. Solomon whips Jew into the corner and charges at him,
blasting him with a thunderous clothesline as he returns! Jew staggers forward,
as both Failla and Scythe return to their respective corners, and Solomon lifts
him up high over his head before heaving him down with a gorilla press slam!
Solomon then takes the opportunity to play to the crowd, which is cheering him on,
before tagging in Scythe, eliciting another ovation. Jew grabs Scythe and lifts him up, nailing him with repeated
knife-edge chops when he does so. However, Scythe comes out of nowhere with a
hard clothesline, downing Jew again! Scythe then begins moving toward his
corner, looking for a tag, and Jew now does the same. Scythe reaches the corner
first and tags Solomon in, who stops Jew before he can reach the corner!
Solomon grabs Jew and heaves him with a violent overhead belly-to-belly suplex!
He covers… one, two, and Jew kicks out. He then lifts him back up and effortlessly drills him with a
crushing gutwrench powerbomb! With that, Solomon signals for the Deep Freeze! Failla now takes advantage, grabbing Jew and bringing him back to
their corner, propping him up against the turnbuckles. He then exits the ring
and slaps Jew on the back hard, tagging himself into the bout. Meanwhile, on
the other side of the ring, Scythe exits the ring and reaches out, tagging a
dazed Solomon’s shoulder. Scythe charges at Failla, who greets Scythe with a thunderous
clothesline that nearly takes his head off. He then waits for the Modern-Day
Samurai to get to his feet, and when he does, he charges at him and destroys
him with a furious running boot to the jaw! Scythe crumbles in a heap and
Failla signals to the crowd that it is time to end the match. However, before Failla gets a chance to do so, he notices Solomon
stirring. As the Alaskan Monster gets to his feet, Failla charges at him and
clotheslines him over the top rope and to the outside. He then turns his
attention back to Scythe, who is slowly getting to his feet. When he does,
Failla lifts him up in position and drills him down thunderously with the
reverse Death Valley Driver he calls the Weapon of Mass Destruction! Meanwhile, in the ring, Solomon enters, an annoyed look on his
face. He stands over Scythe for a moment, contemplative, before helping him up.
The fans cheer their defeated heroes as we head to break. WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 9:39 – ANTHONY FAILLA & GI JEW The camera shifts to a different part of the backstage area, where
we see Lauren Tantalus walking, heading towards the ring for her match with
Keiko Ishida, a look of determination on her face. However, she stops in her
place as she passes the dressing room of her brother, Greg Tantalus, and hears
loud, repeated banging on the walls. Concerned, she opens the door and enters…
only to find Greg repeatedly tossing a tennis ball at the wall, catching it,
and repeating. He is wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and is watching As Keiko patiently awaits her opposition, “Free” by VAST thumps
onto the speakers, and the fans continue cheering, giving an equally loud
ovation to Lauren Tantalus. Lauren’s arrival at the base of the stage prompts
the eruption of another blast of pyro, after which Lauren begins slowly jogging
to the ring. When she reaches it, she slides in, before throwing her arms into
the air, prompting another rush of cheers. Finally, Lauren heads to the center of the ring, and meets Keiko
head-on as the bell sounds. Finally, the two lock up, and Keiko is the one to establish the
immediate advantage, spinning out of the lock-up, and flooring Lauren with a
drop toe hold. With Lauren down, Keiko spins over Lauren’s back and locks her
in a front facelock. She keeps this hold cinched in as Lauren tries to power
her way back to her feet. Ultimately, Lauren does so, and she begins nailing Keiko with
repeated elbows to the gut. This gets Keiko to relinquish the hold, after which
Lauren sends Keiko running into the opposite ropes. As Keiko bounces back at
her, Lauren drops her head and downs Keiko hard with a back body drop! Lauren
goes for the immediate cover… one, two, and Keiko kicks out powerfully. Though Lauren was able to escape, Keiko is undaunted. She begins
stalking Lauren, hovering over her as she slowly makes her way back to her
feet. Then, just as Lauren rises, Keiko charges at her, looking for her
impressive and devastating Running STO finisher, the move that carried her to a
reign as Women’s Champion that lasted more than a year, but before she can
apply the move, Lauren slides down and applies a drop toe-hold, which sends
Ishida’s head smacking into the bottom turnbuckle! Now, with Lauren down, Keiko prepares for another attempt at the Running
STO! However, this time, just before Keiko makes impact, Lauren ducks and
slides out of the way! Keiko is livid, and moves in on Lauren, who boots her
with a quick kick to the midsection and hooks her for a DDT! However, Keiko
counters this into a northern lights suplex pinning combination! One, two, and
Lauren just barely escapes! Calysto: This has been quite the back-and-forth affair! Morgan and Lauren stare intently at one another, both knowing what
they are in store for in one week’s time. Neither flinches, but the fans continue
to cheer their now inevitable confrontation as we head to commercial. WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 9:40 – LAUREN TANTALUS Magellan barely seems focused on competing as he slowly makes his
way down the aisle, feeling compelled to stop and hit on virtually every
attractive female he notices in the first few rows of the Magellan stretches out on the ring ropes as he finally makes his
way inside, before “Judas Rising” by Judas Priest hits the speakers, and Dan
Crowley emerges from behind the curtain. The fans cheer loudly as In the ring, Magellan laughs him off, but Magellan grabs Undaunted, Magellan lifts Signs of frustration are now starting to show on the face of the
self-proclaimed Conquistador. The fans now cheer as With Magellan prone, Rather than go for a cover, Magellan smirks and taunts the crowd,
before moving The fans now again cheering, Crowley pops up as Magellan also
rises, and when he does so, Crowley hits him with a knee to the face, followed
by a hard suplex. He then floats over and lifts Magellan into suplex position
again, before running his thumb across his throat and tossing him over his
shoulder, before flipping him over so that Magellan’s chest is pointed towards
the rafters. Then, with one fell swoop, Calysto: Absolutely, Vic, but let’s not also overlook
Matthew Magellan’s performance here tonight. He may not have come away with the
win, but he definitely opened some eyes. The camera quickly shifts backstage, where backstage reporter Scott
Cornelius is standing by with the PWA World Heavyweight Champion Jaguar, and
his opponent tonight, Vulture. Champion and challenger are smirking at each
other, but there is an obvious air of seriousness and determination underneath
the exterior. -- COMMERCIAL BREAK -- The two-time former PWA Champion looks focused and determined as
he slowly makes his way to the ring, barely stopping to acknowledge his fan
base in the crowd. Calysto: Look at the concentration on the face of the
challenger, Moments later, “My Avenue” by Lil Boosie thumps onto the speakers,
and the Introducing first, the challenger, from The fans continue cheering wildly as referee Stevens holds the
belt high and this championship match gets underway! PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP: As the bell sounds, the two friends slowly walk to the center of
the ring, standing face to face. There are no smiles in the ring at the moment,
as both men are completely focused on exiting this match with the PWA
Championship. The two begin jawing back and forth, before finally locking up in
the center of the ring to a loud ovation! Jaguar pops right back up, but Vulture is there to greet him with
stinging knife-edge chops! However, Jaguar counters right back, tattooing
Vulture with knife-edge chops of his own! The two go back and forth with the
chops repeatedly, until Vulture gains the advantage, nailing Jaguar with five
consecutive chops, sufficiently staggering him. Then, Vulture grabs the
champion and whips him into the turnbuckles, before charging in and bashing him
with a hard clothesline! Jaguar staggers forward, and Vulture drills him down
with a T-bone suplex! He again covers immediately… one, two, and Jaguar kicks
out! The challenger backpedals himself to the corner and pulls himself
up slowly. Back in the center of the ring, the two lock up again, and this time
Jaguar sends Vulture into the ropes. Jaguar looks for a back body drop as
Vulture returns, but the challenger attempts his running knee to the face!
However, Jaguar sidesteps it at the last second! Vulture stops short, only to
turn around and charge the champion, who is also charging right at him! Both
men attempt clotheslines, and both men connect, sending them both crashing down
onto the mat in a heap! Calysto: I’ll tell you what, Vic; the man who gets to his
feet first here is going to have a HUGE advantage, in my opinion! Both men begin slowly staggering to their feet, each man looking
for the one burst of offense that could give him a firm advantage. Once they
both reach a vertical base, at largely the same exact time, Jaguar fires a hard
right hand at Vulture, but the challenger is able to block it and nail the
champion in the jaw with a right hand of his own! With Jaguar staggered,
Vulture hits him with another stiff right, staggering him further! Vulture then takes the opportunity to move in and send Jaguar
against the ropes, looking to drill him with the Chill Factor spinebuster, but,
on the rebound, Jaguar is able to counter it with a kneelift! Vulture is dazed,
and Jaguar moves in, downing Vulture with a savate kick! Undaunted, Jaguar pulls Vulture closer to the corner, and signals
to the top rope, eliciting a wave of cheers! The champion climbs up to the top
rope and leaps forward with the Suga Splash, Jaguar’s modified frog splash!
However, just before impact, Vulture moves out of the way, causing Jaguar to
collide hard with the mat, chest-first! Jaguar staggers up to a knee, but Vulture is right there to tie
Jaguar into an Vulture is slow to his feet, and Jaguar is waiting for him to
rise. He charges in on him, but Vulture sees him coming, countering with a
violent Chill Factor spinebuster! The challenger nails the move with
unprecedented impact, and immediately rolls into a pin attempt! One, two,
thr-NO! The champion is still alive! Calysto: Or we could see a submission! Vulture has that
Sharpshooter applied right in the center of the ring, and if Jaguar doesn’t get
to those ropes quickly, we might be about to crown a new champion! Calysto: Vic, I think this match is about to be history!
How much longer can Jaguar hang on?! The fans cheer wildly, and Vulture stews in frustration on the
mat. Jaguar, meanwhile, tries to recover from the pain he just endured. Sensing
an opportunity, Vulture moves in on the champion, but as soon as he gets close,
Jaguar uses his legs to scissor the legs of the challenger, which drops Vulture
to the mat and allows Jaguar to apply the STF! The referee separates the two, but Jaguar is waiting. As soon as
Vulture gets to his feet, Jaguar drills him down hard with his Carrjack
finishing maneuver, dropping the spinal-fused challenger on his head! However,
due to sheer exhaustion, Jaguar drops to the mat as well! Morgan dares Failla to hit her with the belt, and Failla simply
grabs her and shoves her down to the mat! This gives Vulture an opening to
spear Failla down and begin pounding on him with lefts and rights! However,
Failla is fresh and Vulture is not, making it easy for Failla to reverse the
momentum and power him off. Failla then gets to his feet, and destroys Vulture
with a violent clothesline! This gives Chris and Alexis Duval an opportunity to rush the ring,
but Failla sees them coming and cracks Chris in the face with the title belt as
soon as he enters the ring! Alexis now stands face to face with Failla, and a
look of fear overtakes her face. She tries to turn back, but Failla grabs her
by the hair and launches her out of the ring! Morgan is now up again, standing over Vulture, who is trying hard
to get to his feet. Failla picks up the title belt, and Morgan screams at him
to get away from them. Meanwhile, in the corner of his eye, Failla sees Jaguar
slowly making his way to his feet. As soon as Jaguar reaches a vertical base,
Failla changes course, charging at the champion and tattooing him in the face
with the title belt, the impact of which sends Jaguar tumbling over the top
rope and outside the ring! Failla: A lot of you are probably wondering why exactly I
did this. I’ll tell you why. It’s because I CAN. And because I am much more
deserving of being the PWA Champion than either of these two jokers, and with
all the back and forth, it became clear to me that no matter who won, we were
going to be subjected to a rematch. And if Vulture won, then forget it. Rematch
clauses are already built in. So I took matters into my own hands, and proved
to everyone, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I am clearly better than both
Jaguar AND Vulture. Suddenly, “Reason to Hate Me” by Krayzie Bone thumps onto the
speakers, and Justin Schenck appears at the top of the ramp.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Mozart’s “Marriage of Figaro” hits the speakers as we
return from break, and Dexter P. Wellington begins his walk to the ring for his
first match of the season to a smattering of boos. He is wearing new baby blue
trunks and has a sweater tied around his neck as he enters.
The fans cheer that announcement loudly, and the eyes of
both Cox and
Calysto: Sure is, Vic. We’ve now got ourselves a number one contender’s match
for the International title!
DEXTER P.
WELLINGTON VS. KERRY COX
Referee: Tom Stevens
Calysto: It was, but let’s remember that it was out of virtual desperation.
Calysto: Normally, I’d agree with you, Vic, but look how close
Calysto: This is seriously bad news for Kerry Cox, Vic!
DPW is the first to his feet, and he stalks Cox as he slowly rises.
Calysto: He sure will, but really, what a performance by both of these men!
The fans cheer thunderously as “War Machine” replays, and Cox celebrates in
the ring. However, the celebration is cut off as
Calysto: Is it possible that
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 8:44 – KERRY COX
As we return from break, we are taken backstage, where reporter
Traci Reed is standing by with the Hardcore Icon Kerry Cox, who is out of
breath as he recuperates from his impressive victory over Dexter P. Wellington
moments ago.
Traci: Kerry! May I have a word?
Cox: Sure, Traci. What’s up?
Traci: First off, congratulations on earning the number one contendership to
the International title.
Cox: Thank you.
Traci: As far as the match goes, has your opinion of Dexter Wellington changed
at all following that match you just completed?
Cox: Well Traci, I’ve gotta say, the fact that he got up after I won and shook
my hand like a man, that he fought that match with honor and integrity, didn’t
try to cut corners, and just came at me like a competitor, that impressed me.
That is not something that Dexter Wellington would have done three or four
years ago. So I’m still a bit skeptical about him, but his sportsmanship
tonight was impressive to me.
As Cox finishes speaking, the crowd begins booing as the PWA International
Champion Michael Grieco and his manager Dee Licious walk into view. Grieco and
Dee look at each other and scoff before looking back at Cox.
Grieco: Are you serious, Cox? You’re out
here talking about sportsmanship? Whatever. Really, the biggest surprise to me
is that you actually seem excited about the fact that you are the number one
contender. All that means is that in two weeks, I get to bash your skull in.
And unlike Dex
Cox: Is that so? Well, let me tell you
something, Grieco. Next week, you’ve got Showtime in a match, and before you
start thinking about coming out and trying to intimidate me, you’d better keep
yourself focused on the guy you robbed for that title in the first place. Now,
with that said, you’d better enjoy the next two weeks to the best of your
ability, because when we get to Chicago, Grieco, I promise you, I am taking
that precious title of yours home with me.
Grieco: I guess we’ll see about that.
Cox: I guess we will.
The two stare each other down intensely, and the camera cuts away to
two-time PWA World Heavyweight Champion Vulture in his dressing room, taping
his wrists. He wears a look of intensity on his face as he prepares himself for
his title opportunity tonight against the reigning PWA Champion, his good
friend Jaguar.
Vulture: I know, I was just getting in my zone, that’s all. You’ve been gone a
while.
Morgan: Yeah, I was just getting the contract signed for next week, my first
title defense of the new season.
Vulture: Sounds good. Good luck with that, by the way. I know all the wars
you’ve had with Keiko in the past, and believe me, if it’s Lauren that you have
to face, it’s not going to be a walk in the park.
Morgan: Oh, I know. But I’m ready for the challenge, whoever it is.
Vulture: Good.
Morgan: And I know you are too. I have great faith in you tonight. After what I
saw last week, I take back my concern. Well, a large degree of my concern. I’ll
always worry about your safety. But you were a champion out there last week. I
was so proud of you. And tonight, you come back to this dressing room with the
PWA Championship. I know you will.
Vulture smiles at her and then gives her a hug.
Vulture: You know, I really appreciate
that you’ve gotten over your reservations at least enough to support me. You
don’t have to agree with my decision, and I respect that. And believe me, I
won’t do anything stupid. But it means a lot to me that you’ve been so
supportive the past week. So thank you.
Morgan: You don’t have to thank me. I’m your wife. It’s part of the deal.
Vulture smiles at her, but his expression soon changes, as his mind has
clearly traveled elsewhere.
Vulture: Are we on camera right now?
Morgan: Probably. The cameras are bloody everywhere.
Vulture: Do you think the audience is going to be bored by the fact that we’re
not bickering with each other anymore and are pretty much at peace and on the
same page?
Morgan laughs.
Morgan: I guess we’ll have to orchestrate
some drama for them.
Moments later, there is a knock at their door. They look at each other with
mock-ominous looks on their faces.
Vulture: How clairvoyant of you…
Vulture: What’s up, guys?
Vulture cringes at Duval’s use of his nickname, which is
reserved for some of his closest confidantes.
Chris: We know you have a HUGE World Title match with Jaguar coming up later
tonight. And good luck with that tonight, by the way, not that you’re gonna
need it. We all know who the man is around here, and my sister and I are VERY
much looking forward to watching Vulture climb back to the top of the PWA.
Vulture: Thanks.
Alexis: We were also wondering if you could maybe take a few minutes and give
us that critique of our mixed tag team match last week.
Chris: I know this might not be the best time for you, but…
Vulture: It isn’t really, guys. I’m sorry, but I have this title match, and I
really need to…
Morgan: Your effort was splendid. You worked very well together, and your moves
were crisp. Alexis, I think you might want to make a better use of your aerial
assault; I think it could be a real asset to you. And Chris, you have a good deal
of power, but that isn’t where you’re going to make your name. You are
extremely skilled technically, and I think you should play that up. I apologize
for my husband’s lack of critique, but he IS challenging for the world
championship in just a little bit. Do you guys maybe want to grab lunch with us
before we have to get to the building next week in Philly? Say around 11? We
could get some cheesesteaks or something.
Chris: Great! That sounds great.
Alexis: It really does. Thanks so much. And V, best of luck tonight. Bring that
belt home!
Vulture: Thanks.
Morgan: Meet me outside, away from these cameras, I’ll get your contact info. Just
give me a minute.
Chris: No problem. See you later, V!
Chris and Alexis leave. Morgan turns back to Vulture, who
has an exasperated look on his face.
Vulture: Really?! Lunch?!
Morgan: Just be lucky I didn’t invite them out to celebrate with us after you
beat Jaguar tonight. You know, it wouldn’t kill you to take some eager young
kids under your wing.
Vulture: The last time I did that, I ended up having to come out of retirement
to beat that eager young kid at
Morgan: I don’t know. I have a good feeling about them. Just give them a
chance.
Vulture: (sigh) Alright. I’ll trust you on this one.
Morgan: Thank you. Now I’ll let you get back. Focus, my love!
Vulture smiles at her and kisses her goodbye. Morgan then exits the room
and Vulture resumes preparing for his title bout as we head to commercial.
Returning from commercial, “Better Think Again” by Submersed
lurks onto the speakers at the
Troy: I don’t think there’s any love lost
between these two, Iceman.
Calysto: Oh, I think that’s a safe bet, Vic. These two had their wars, and GI
Jew even eliminated Failla from the PWA for some time. They may be partners
tonight, but believe me, they couldn’t care less about each other’s well being.
As the staredown breaks, “With You” by
Scythe plays to the crowd, before throwing his arms up and unleashing a burst
of pyro. He then continues his march towards the ring, opting to stop right
before entering, to wait for his tag team partner.
ANTHONY FAILLA
& GI JEW VS. SOLOMON & SCYTHE
Referee: Matt Hansen
Scythe goes after Failla, who kicks him as he
slides into the ring, while Solomon goes right for his former tag team partner
GI Jew. Scythe backs Failla into the ropes and clotheslines him over the top
rope and out to the outside, the impact of which carries him to the outside as
well!
Scythe enters as Jew staggers to his feet, and the Modern-Day Samurai
immediately greets him with a deep armdrag! As Jew gets himself back up, Scythe
nails him with another! Then, as Jew gets up again, Scythe hits him with a
dropkick which downs him hard! Scythe then raises his arms, which gets another
round of cheers out of the crowd!
Calysto: It sure seems that way. Jew hasn’t been able to stop their momentum,
and he’s going to need to if he wants to survive in this match.
Scythe moves in on Jew, who is on a knee, but as Scythe draws near, Jew
grabs him and yanks him down, face-first into the turnbuckle pad. Scythe hits
it hard and falls backwards. Using this opening, Jew gets to his feet and begins
stomping him viciously. Finally, Scythe is able to get back to a vertical base,
but Jew is ready for him, whipping him hard into the ropes and nailing him with
a high back body drop as he returns. Jew then takes the opportunity to flip off
the booing crowd. Moments later, his partner Failla asks for a tag, and Jew
flips him off too. Failla opts not to react.
Calysto: This match could be over without Failla even being tagged into the
bout!
Solomon lifts Jew onto his shoulders, preparing for the move, but Failla
rushes in to stop it. However, Scythe also re-enters the ring and charges at
Failla, but Failla is able to move out of the way, causing Scythe to collide
with his partner at full speed! The collision causes Solomon to lose control of
Jew, and fall down, with all of Jew’s weight crushing on top of him.
Failla immediately turns Scythe over and covers… one, two,
three.
Calysto: This is pretty shocking, Vic. For the second straight week, Anthony
Failla has decimated a former world champion, and it hasn’t taken him all that
much time to do it.
The fans boo loudly as “Better Think Again” replays and
Failla simply walks out of the ring and begins heading toward the backstage
area. GI Jew, now on the outside of the ring, stares ahead at him, before
simply walking off on his own.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return, we see Traci Reed standing by with newcomer
Matthew Magellan, who is focusing all of his attention on undressing the buxom
blonde reporter with his eyes. Traci either doesn’t notice or pretends not to
as she attempts to do her job.
Traci: Alright, I’m here with one of the
PWA’s brand-new competitors, Matthew Magellan, who will make his in-ring debut
here tonight against Dan Crowley. Matthew, do you think you have what it takes
to defeat him?
Magellan doesn’t even hear the question, as he continues to stare
seductively at Traci, who notices, blushes, and clears her throat.
Traci: Can you answer the question please?
After another long pause, Magellan’s face turns serious, and he turns to
the camera.
Magellan: Dan Crowley. Dan Crowley. What
a name. What a guy. You know, it’s good that you finally have a name that
matches the boredom that you induce every time you step inside the ring. You
run and hide from your past as Speed Demon, and you should. Speed Demon was a
man that many people predicted great things for; International Champion, even
PWA Champion. But Speed Demon was also a man that accomplished none of that.
You come in here with a new name, a new look, a new attitude. And that’s all
well and good. But I have to stop you when you get to the part where you say
that you won’t be anyone’s stepping stone any longer. That is where you are
wrong. You WILL be my stepping stone tonight, Dan Crowley. I will defeat you in
front of all these people here tonight, and I will start my march to greatness.
And you… well, you will be left staring at the lights, wondering what went
wrong. They don’t call me the Conquistador for nothing. Whether it’s my prowess
with the fairer sex…
Magellan turns to wink at Traci, who again blushes. He then continues
speaking.
Magellan: Or my prowess in the ring, I am
the Conquistador because whatever I want, I take. And tonight, I come seeking
victory, and your pride. And I WILL take them both.
Magellan then walks off, and Traci is left behind, smiling briefly before
composing herself.
From the TV: (THWACK) Shut up Mimsyyyyy…
Greg: I can’t decide if this episode is
really funny, or really annoying. Anyway, what the hell do you want?
Lauren: What are you doing?!
Greg: I was enjoying myself until you showed up.
Lauren: Listen, I’ve been meaning to talk to you for a while now, and you never
return my calls.
Greg: You can stop right there. I know everything you’re going to say. Yes, I’m
getting divorced. Get over it. There’s nothing you can say or do to help me,
just let it go. I don’t want people treating me any differently. If you really
want to help me, then just act like everything is normal.
Lauren: It goes beyond that though, Greg. And anyway, what made you think I was
coming here to support you in the divorce? You’re the one who cheated. But
between that, and your complete lack of desire to compete, I’m worried about
you. And really, more immediately, I’m worried about you competing here in the
PWA when your head isn’t in it. I’ve worked my ass off to get back here, and
I’m STILL worried about the risks. You went out there and got your clock
cleaned by Anthony Failla last week, and tonight, you’re here like nothing
happened, watching
Greg: Are you done?
Lauren: I suppose I am, yeah.
Greg: Well no disrespect… sis… but mind your friggin’ business. I appreciate
the concern, but I didn’t ask for your help, and I don’t need it. I’m in a bad
enough mood as it is, and now I just found out we’re in
Greg Tantalus wildly laughs out loud at his own borderline racist joke, and
Lauren disgustedly shakes her head at him.
Lauren: Same old Greg.
She turns and exits the room and continues on her path toward ringside, as
Greg’s booming laughter can still be heard from down the hall.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return from break, “The Stone Monkey” by Kazu Matsui
blares over the speakers, and Keiko Ishida begins making her way to the ring to
a steady wave of cheers, and several blasts of pyro. She stoically walks down
the aisle, before sliding into the ring, clearly ready for combat.
Troy: What a tremendous women’s bout this
should be, folks!
Calysto: That’s right, Vic. We’ve got a battle of three-time former Women’s
Champions here. And no woman has ever held that belt four times, so we’re
guaranteed a chance at history next week, as the winner of this match will
challenge Morgan Day for the gold!
KEIKO ISHIDA
VS. LAUREN TANTALUS
Referee: Dan Martin
Lauren and Keiko are both hesitant to make the
first move, as each of them understands that giving the other an opening could
be the beginning of the end for their chances.
Calysto: Plus, kicking out of a pin attempt expends a bit of energy at the
least, so it’s never a bad idea to try.
Keiko gets back to her feet in short order, and Lauren swings a right fist
at her, but Keiko is able to block and shove her back. With that opening, Keiko
unleashes a hard knife-edge chop on Lauren, followed by another, and then
another. Keiko then whips Lauren into the ropes, and nails her with a hard
double-arm knife-edge chop as she returns, which downs her!
Ishida takes this opportunity to attack Tantalus with a series of hard stomps,
making sure it’s difficult for her to return to her feet. Once she gets even to
her knees, Keiko moves right in, grabbing her and whipping her into the corner,
which Lauren hits hard chest-first! Lauren falls back in pain, right into the
arms of Keiko, who drills her down with a release German suplex! Like a cat,
Keiko slides over and goes for the cover… one, two, and Lauren kicks out!
The fans cheer this development, and also cheer as Lauren now stalks Keiko,
waiting patiently as she gets to her feet. When she does so, Lauren boots her
in the stomach and hooks both of her arms, looking for her Tiger Driver
finisher! However, after struggling violently, Keiko is able to apply a back
body drop, flipping Lauren over onto the mat, and escaping the threat!
As both rise to their feet, Keiko whips Lauren hard into
the corner, and charges right after her. However, Lauren pulls herself up by
the ropes and nails Keiko with a double boot to the jaw as she does so! Keiko
turns around, stunned, and Lauren takes that opportunity to climb up to the top
rope. However, seeing this as she turns back around, Keiko sprints towards the
ropes and leaps directly onto the middle rope, greeting Lauren with a stiff forearm!
Calysto: Vic, this next move could swing the match one final time to a point
one of these ladies will not be able to recover from!
Keiko succeeds in stunning Lauren, and looks to superplex her from the top
rope, all the way back down into the ring. However, Lauren blocks it, and nails
Keiko with a stiff punch to the jaw, dazing her! With the opening, Lauren
underhooks both of Keiko’s arms and, as the fans rise to their feet, destroys
her with a thunderous Tiger Driver off the top rope and down into the ring!
Lauren keeps her tied in a pinning combination as they land… one, two, three!
Calysto: What a battle, Vic! What a battle!
The fans cheer wildly as a pumped Lauren Tantalus celebrates her impressive
victory in the ring, with “Free” replaying loudly over the speakers. Suddenly,
Lauren’s eyes become fixed on the entryway, where the PWA Women’s Champion
Morgan Day is now standing.
Calysto: And the Women’s Championship is on the line! It’s going to be a fantastic
contest, one I cannot WAIT to see!
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from break, “The Final Countdown” by the London
Symphony Orchestra plays over the speakers, and the self-proclaimed “Conquistador”
Matthew Magellan begins making his way to the ring.
Troy: Alright, this should be
interesting!
Calysto: I’d say so, Vic. Magellan is looking to make a name for himself, and
DAN
Referee: Jose Soares
The bell sounds to kick things off, and
Magellan catches
Calysto: Shades of Rick Rude right there!
And I think he might have him!
Troy: Whether this is the end of the match or not, Magellan has been quite
impressive tonight.
Calysto: I agree.
Magellan wastes no time in going for a cover… one, two, and
Calysto: He is, but Dan Crowley has been QUITE impressive this last exchange.
Calysto: He calls that move the Brutal
Legend, Vic, and man, that was brutal!
Calysto: And more importantly, I think this match is history!
The bell sounds and the fans cheer loudly as “Judas Rising” replays over the
speakers. Dan Crowley celebrates the win, but is reserved in his celebration,
unsatisfied with just the one win as he has his hand raised in victory.
WINNER VIA
PINFALL AT 8:48 – DAN
Cornelius: Gentlemen, in mere moments,
you two will square off with the PWA Championship on the line, the first title
defense of this new season. Jaguar, Vulture, you two have been friends, you’ve
been enemies, you’ve teamed up together, and you’ve battled in that ring many,
many times. What makes tonight different? What are your emotions going into
this title bout?
Jaguar (to Vulture): You mind if I start?
Vulture: Take it away, champ.
Jaguar: Corny, the simple fact of the matter is that Vulture and myself, we
know each other about as well as two dudes CAN know each other in that ring.
You’re absolutely right. We’ve done this dance a thousand times, and we’ve
teamed up so effectively that we’ve never lost a single match as a unit. But
we’re not a unit tonight. No, tonight, we go out there, maybe for the last
time, and tear the house down like only we can, and we do it for the richest
prize this company has to offer.
Vulture: I couldn’t have said it any better myself, Jag. Except I do have to
take issue with one thing.
Jaguar: What’s that?
Vulture: You said this might be for the last time. I think it’s pretty clear it
WON’T be the last time. After all, you ARE going to need to exercise your
rematch clause after I become a three-time PWA World Heavyweight Champion out
there in a few minutes.
Jaguar: Oh, it’s like that?
Vulture: It’s like that.
The staredown between the two gets a bit less friendly, until they are met
with an unexpected interruption. Anthony Failla walks into view and stands
right in front of both of them. Jaguar and Vulture are each perplexed by his
appearance, but say nothing, waiting for him to speak.
Failla: You two idiots can have your
little back and forth banter all you want, but frankly I’m sick of hearing it.
I’m here with a message. Whichever one of you leaves here tonight with the PWA
Championship, you’d better be looking over your shoulder. Because Anthony
Failla will be coming for you.
Jaguar and Vulture look at each other seriously, before bursting out into
laughter.
Vulture: Seriously Failla, are you really
trying to intimidate us?
Jaguar: Oh man, V, this is classic. The biggest underachiever in the history of
the business is out here making threats to us, two of the most prolific PWA
Champions of all time.
Vulture: I guess you never know where your next laugh is going to come from.
Seriously, Anthony, thanks for the laugh. We really appreciate you lightening
the mood.
Failla: Make jokes. Don’t take me seriously. It would be typical for the two of
you. I’ve known you two for almost my entire life, and you’ve always thought
you were better than me. Well, you’re not.
Vulture: Seriously, shut up! No one cares! We, as in Jaguar and myself, are
about to tear the house down for the PWA Championship. You… are not. So just go
home. Now gentlemen, if you excuse me, I have a championship to win.
Vulture exits, headed for the ring. Jaguar smirks.
Jaguar: Like hell, you do.
Jaguar also exits, leaving Failla alone with Cornelius. Failla looks at the
reporter intimidatingly, before turning away and muttering to himself.
Failla: Big mistake.
Failla then walks off into the backstage area.
Calysto: I can’t wait!
Back from commercial, the camera is focused on ring
announcer Lee Palmer in the center of the ring.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now
time for our main event!
As the fans cheer, “Falling From The Sky” by VAST explodes onto the
speakers, and the fans begin cheering even louder. Moments later, Vulture
emerges from behind the curtain out onto the stage, eliciting another
thunderous wave of cheers from the capacity crowd at the
Vulture steps into the ring and perches himself on the top
rope, as V-shaped pyro blasts from the ringposts. The challenger now plays to
the crowd momentarily, before re-focusing himself and retreating to his corner.
Calysto: And let me tell you, Vic – this man has no thoughts of losing his
title tonight. We should have quite the battle on our hands!
At the base of the stage, Jaguar elicits his own burst of fiery pyro, and
points at Vulture in the ring as he begins walking down the aisle. Vulture
smirks back at him as he bounces around and stretches out in the squared
circle. Meanwhile, Jaguar continues his march toward the ring, before entering
and heading to his corner. The champion hands the belt to referee Tom Stevens,
and the bell sounds again as Lee Palmer prepares to speak.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this match
is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA
World Heavyweight Championship!
Vulture nods in acknowledgement to his fans, who cheer
loudly.
Palmer: And his opponent, from
Jacksonville, Florida, weighing in at 262 pounds, this… is the PWA World
Heavyweight Champion. This…is… JAGGGGGGGGGUAAAAAAAAAR!
JAGUAR (champion) VS. VULTURE (challenger)
Referee: Tom Stevens
Calysto: This is going to be a treat!
Jaguar succeeds in the first lock-up, tying Vulture in a side headlock and
cinching it in tightly. However, Vulture powers out of it, instead drilling
Jaguar to the mat with a hard side suplex! Vulture goes for an immediate cover…
one, and Jaguar kicks right out.
Calysto: Vulture has been extremely
aggressive in the early-going here, Vic. It’s a great strategy with Jaguar,
because you just can’t let the guy develop any momentum.
Vulture now lifts Jaguar to his feet and whips him against the ropes,
looking for a clothesline, but Jaguar ducks under it, bounces off the opposite
ropes, and drills Vulture down with a huge flying shoulder tackle! The fans
cheer loudly, and as Vulture rises, Jaguar downs him again with a deep armdrag!
Calysto: He sure does, Vic! I know from experience, neither of these men really
give their opponents more than a handful of small openings in the course of a
match, but this could be one of them. Jaguar needs to capitalize if he wishes
to retain his title!
With Vulture down, Jaguar takes the opportunity to stomp Vulture several
times, before lifting him back to a vertical base. With that, Jaguar lifts his
challenger up, and destroys him with the Mexican stretch buster he calls
Version 1.0! Jaguar wastes no time in covering… one, two, and Vulture gets a
shoulder up!
Calysto: Especially because of the way that particular move can compress your
spine! But Vulture is still in this thing!
Calysto: These two men want to be champion so badly, Vic! It is so evident!
As both men reach their feet again, Jaguar lunges forward, nearly taking
Vulture’s head off with a violent clothesline! Vulture goes down hard, and
Jaguar takes more time trying to clear the cobwebs and get himself re-focused.
Jaguar now gets back to his feet and moves in on Vulture, but the challenger
grabs hold of Jaguar’s singlet and yanks him forward, sending him face-first
into the turnbuckle! The champion staggers backward, and Vulture reaches up,
tumbling Jaguar over into a sit-out powerbomb impact position for yet another
pin attempt! One, two, and Jaguar scissors his legs together, both smacking
against Vulture’s head to force the pin attempt to be broken!
Calysto: I’m beginning to think that we’re going to need to see either the
Carrjack or the Crimson Sunset for this match to end, and even then, I’m not
sure that either of these guys will allow themselves to be pinned!
Undaunted, Vulture drags Jaguar to the center of the ring, signals to the
crowd, lifts Jaguar’s legs, and ties him into the Sharpshooter!
Vulture cinches in the hold tightly, reaching back for
everything he has to try to prompt the champion to tap out. The anguish on
Jaguar’s face is beyond evident, as the champion does everything in his power
to inch closer and closer to the ropes. As tightly as Vulture has the hold
applied, Jaguar refuses to die. Beads of sweat pour down the face of the
champion as he begins crawling towards the ropes, carrying both his and
Vulture’s weight to so. However, just before he reaches the ropes, Vulture
slightly releases the hold, only to drag Jaguar back to the center of the ring
and re-apply it!
Vulture has the hold tightly re-applied in the center of
the ring, but it is not as tightly locked in as it had been earlier. This gives
Jaguar an opening to use his arms to push himself up to gain some leverage, and
then use his legs to kick Vulture off, breaking the hold!
Calysto: That’s right, Vic! The shoe is on the other foot now, and Jaguar has
an opportunity to make Vulture tap out and end this thing!
Jaguar cinches the hold in tightly, and Vulture immediately realizes the
trouble he could be in. He begins frantically dragging himself toward the
ropes, and before long, he reaches the bottom rope, forcing the hold to be
broken!
Calysto: He does, Vic, and I’m not sure Vulture is going to be able to get up
after that Carrjack! We’re going to see just how healthy Vulture is now, if
Jaguar is even able to make a cover here!
After numerous precious seconds have ticked by, Jaguar finally crawls over
to Vulture and rests an arm on his chest. One, two, thre-NO! Vulture just
barely gets a shoulder up to prolong the match!
Troy: My God, I don’t believe it! Vulture
is still alive!
Calysto: And that is solely because Jaguar wasn’t able to go for an immediate
cover, Vic! If Jaguar gets a cover on Vulture immediately after impact, this
match is toast!
Jaguar is very slow to his feet, but when he does rise, he slowly lifts
Vulture up to the mat. However, Vulture turns Jaguar around and shoves him
chest-first into the turnbuckle! With Jaguar staggered, Vulture grabs him and
perches him on the top rope facing outward, before drilling him with the Spider
Suplex, sending the champion tumbling back into the ring, while his own legs remain
interlocked around the turnbuckle! Vulture then pulls himself up by his legs
and perches himself on the top rope, before seemingly diving forth with the
Fallen Angel frog splash, connecting with furious impact! Vulture collapses
onto Jaguar for the cover! One, two, thre-NO! Jaguar just barely lifts a
shoulder up!
Calysto: Unbelievable! I’m not sure what has to be done to put this match away
now!
There is clear frustration on Vulture’s face as he gets back to his feet,
but he remains focused. He lifts Jaguar off the mat slowly, before underhooking
his head, bending him backwards, and running his thumb across his throat,
signaling for his Crimson Sunset reverse brainbuster finisher! However, just
before Vulture lifts Jaguar to attempt the move, Anthony Failla rushes down the
aisle, into the ring, and nearly takes Vulture’s head off with a vicious
running boot to the face! As Vulture hits the mat in a heap, the referee has no
choice but to call for the bell.
Calysto: Oh come on! This is an absolute injustice, Vic! Not after all that
Vulture and Jaguar gave these fans tonight!
Amid a chorus of raucous jeers, Failla lifts up Jaguar and
vanquishes him with his reverse Death Valley Driver that he calls the Weapon of
Mass Destruction. Jaguar is motionless on the mat, as is Vulture. Failla then
exits the ring, and rips the PWA Championship belt away from the timekeeper
before heading back into the ring. Vulture is beginning to stir, and Failla
measures him for a shot to the skull with that belt, but Morgan Day rushes out
to the ring, and stands in between them!
Calysto: Well, you can’t accuse him of not making a statement!
WINNER AT 23:15
– NO CONTEST; STILL PWA CHAMPION – JAGUAR
Failla looks at Vulture and Morgan again, but decides
against going after them further. Instead, he exits the ring to grab a
microphone before returning to it.
Schenck: Listen Failla, I really can’t
have you out here ruining my main events. But, by the same token, I appreciate
that you’re trying to make a statement, so much so that I held security back
from breaking up your display. And I was impressed, just like I was impressed
earlier tonight when you scored the pin in your tag team match. Believe me,
that didn’t go unnoticed. So I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. Next week,
live in my backyard of
Calysto: Well, it’s gonna be put up or shut up time for Anthony Failla next
week, and I can’t wait to see what happens!
Failla smiles and nods in approval back at Schenck as
“Reason to Hate Me” replays over the speakers. The camera shows us Jaguar on
the outside of the ring, struggling to get back to his feet. Then, the shot
cuts inside the ring to a rising Vulture, next to a clearly worried Morgan Day
as the cameras fade to black.
-- END SHOW --