EPISODE 1.3 – TUESDAY, MAY 25, 2010
A video package airs over the Jumbotron, highlighting events that
took place on last week’s episode of PWA: The Rebirth. The video focuses on the
World Championship bout between Jaguar and Vulture, which ended in a no-contest
after Anthony Failla interjected himself into the action and prevented a
conclusive winner from being declared. This also led to creative director Justin
Schenck announcing that, on tonight’s episode, Failla will face Vulture in a
match to determine the number one contender to the title, with the winner
moving on to challenge Jaguar for the gold inside a steel cage one week from
tonight.
As the video concludes, “Live Again” by Ours blares over the
speakers and the opening credits for PWA: The Rebirth hit. At their conclusion,
we are sent inside the
Calysto: That’s right, Vic! We have a tremendous show on tap tonight, including
what should be a real battle between Vulture and Anthony Failla, with a shot at
Jaguar’s PWA Championship next week inside a 15-foot-high steel cage on the
line!
Calysto: I really can’t wait to see both of those matches, not to mention the
non-title match between International Champion Michael Grieco and former champ
Showtime Damon Savage, which is sure to be…
Suddenly, Calysto is cut off by the sounds of “Reason to
Hate Me” by Krayzie Bone hitting the speakers, and the fans giving a decidedly
mixed reaction to creative director Justin Schenck as he makes his way out onto
the stage. However, the number of cheers grows rapidly when it becomes clear
that Schenck is wearing a Philadelphia Phillies jersey. Schenck grabs a
microphone and enters the ring.
Schenck: Good evening,
The fans are now decidedly behind Schenck, cheering on his every word.
Schenck: I see we have some celebrity
guests here tonight as well! Looks like
my man Jimmy Rollins is out here in the first row! Welcome to the PWA, J-Roll!
The injured Phillies shortstop stands up and waves to the cheering crowd.
Schenck: This is awesome. Really, I just
wanted to say that I’m stoked to be here tonight, and I’m going to do
everything in my power to make sure that each and every one of you guys leaves
here with a smile, and leaves feeling like your money was well spent. Because
in Philly, we like to get bang for our buck, and tonight, you’re going to get
matches like Vulture against Anthony Failla, with the winner being named number
one contender to the PWA Championship, and will challenge Jaguar for the gold
inside a steel cage one week from tonight! You will get Morgan Day defending
the Women’s Championship against Lauren Tantalus in their first-ever meeting!
You will get hometown boys Renegade and Paul Dawkins challenging Synergy for
the PWA Tag Team Championship! And you will get a non-title rematch between
International Champion Michael Grieco and the man he won the belt from,
Showtime Damon Savage! I’m excited for this show, you know that YOU’RE excited
too, and I say we…
Schenck is then cut off by the strains of “My Avenue” by Lil Boosie, and
the crowd goes wild for the PWA World Heavyweight Champion!
Calysto: I wonder what the champ wants!
Jaguar is all smiles as he makes his way to the ring, and Schenck looks
more than a little annoyed by the interruption. The champion grabs a microphone
and enters the ring, standing right next to the creative director.
Jaguar: Now Justin, my man, I can’t have
you coming out here and soaking up all the Philly love for yourself. It ain’t
goin’ down that way. All these people know that there are three cities I hold
near and dear to my heart, and this is one of them. (thunderous cheers erupt)
And I’ve gotta say, to each and every one of you folks out there, the champ
feels great to be back in Philly! I went to
Schenck: Is that why you came out here, Jaguar? To wax poetic about special
moments you shared with this city years and years ago? Because if so, no one gives
a damn, so you might as well pick yourself up and get the hell out of here.
Jaguar: First of all, you’d better watch how you talk to me or you’re gonna get
popped in the mouth, regardless of what your title is in this company now. But
to answer your question, no, that’s not why I’m out here. I’m out here tonight
to make some new memories. Tonight, right here in Philly, I want…
Before the champion can even get the words out, “Footprints” by G-Unit hits
and the fans cheer loudly as Showtime Damon Savage makes his way to the ring!
Calysto: I dunno, Vic, but it’s one
interruption after the next tonight! No one can complete a thought!
Showtime grabs a microphone and joins Schenck and Jaguar in the ring.
Showtime: You know, Jag, I was just
standing in the back listening to you talk about Philly memories, old and new,
and I was thinking to myself, maybe tonight WOULD be a great night for a new
memory. Last week, I said Showtime will be the PWA Champion before this season
is over, and I think it’s time we find out just how close Showtime is. Maybe
tonight would be a great night for Jaguar and Showtime to get it on, first time
ever!
The fans cheer loudly at this challenge, and Schenck interjects.
Schenck: Well Showtime, it’s real nice of
you to come out and make a challenge to the world champion, but in case you
forgot, you’re booked tonight in a match with the INTERNATIONAL Champion
Michael Grieco in a non-title bout. So, I hate to be a stickler, but…
Jaguar: Nah, you know what, Justin? This is exactly the kind of thing I was
talking about. I came here tonight looking for something memorable, and I
wasn’t quite sure what that was gonna be. But now, I’m thinking, Showtime, if
you wanna bring it, let’s tear the roof off this damn building tonight!
Schenck: You people want it?!
The
Schenck: Then fine. I’ll be damned if I’m
gonna disappoint a Philly crowd. We’re calling an audible! Jaguar and Showtime,
one-on-one, non-title, right here tonight!
The fans continue their loud cheering, but before anything else can happen,
“Judas Rising” by Judas Priest hits, and the audience now keeps the noise
coming for Dan Crowley!
Calysto: We’re gonna run out of mics at
this rate!
The fans are solidly behind him, but
With that, “Da Repercussions” by 50 Cent hits and the International
Champion Michael Grieco makes his way to the ring,
dressed to compete, but without Dee Licious by his side. Grieco grabs a
microphone enters the ring.
Grieco: This is just getting ridiculous
now!
Calysto: I’ll say! How many interruptions are we gonna have here?!
Grieco: What the hell is the point of having a match signed around here if the
terms aren’t going to be honored? I signed a contract last week to wrestle
Showtime in a non-title bout tonight, and now we’re just going to brush that
away because suddenly we have to see Showtime against Jaguar? News flash: no
one wants to see either of these guys compete! Look at what we have in this
ring here. We have Jaguar, the most overrated champion of all time. We have
Showtime, the most overrated PWA superstar of all time. Take a hint from me,
Savage. This isn’t the Showtime Show. No one cares. And then we have Dan Crowley.
Who the hell is Dan Crowley? Whoever he is, I’m damn sure he doesn’t belong in
this ring.
Grieco: That’s very nice of you, but I came here to have my match with
Showtime, and I am not leaving here until I get it.
Schenck: Hold it right there. I just got an idea. Grieco, you’re right. You DID
have a match set up with Showtime for tonight. However, things are always
subject to change around here. Showtime,
With that, the fans begin cheering, and Schenck exits the ring. All four
men remaining in the ring look at each other hesitantly, with none of them
appearing to be especially happy with the news.
Calysto: It is! I’m not sure this is exactly what any of them had in mind, but
it’s what we’re getting, right here in Philly!
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
We are serenaded by the sounds of “All or Nothin” by Tom
Petty & the Heartbreakers as we return from break, and Kris Anthony is
standing in the ring, stretching out on the ropes.
Moments later, “Hero” by Nas featuring Keri Hilson hits, and the
Philly crowd begins cheering for the exciting newcomer Evan Black, who charges
to the ring with a purpose. Black takes his place across the ring from Anthony
and the bell sounds.
EVAN BLACK VS. KRIS ANTHONY
Referee: Matt Hansen
Black charges at Anthony as soon as the match begins,
immediately downing him with a hard flying clothesline! Anthony immediately
gets himself back to a vertical base, but Black downs him with a hiptoss! Then,
when Anthony rises again, Black drills him with a dropkick!
Calysto: He sure has the momentum right now!
Anthony staggers up to his feet, but Black whips him against the
ropes, and nails him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker as he returns! Black
covers… one, two, and Anthony kicks out.
Anthony is slow to his feet, and Black takes that opportunity to
head up the top rope! However, when Black leaps off with a missile dropkick,
Anthony is able to move out of the way, sending Black crashing to the mat!
Anthony grabs Black by the hair and lifts him up, before drilling
him down with a hard backbreaker. He then climbs up to the second rope and
jumps off, looking for an elbow drop, but instead eats a boot to the jaw! The
fans cheer as Anthony drops down to the canvas, and Evan Black springs up to
his feet!
Black whips Anthony into the corner and then charges at him,
springboarding himself off the middle rope, resulting in a dropkick that
connects with Anthony’s jaw! Then, Black perches Anthony on the top rope and
takes him down hard with a furious hurricanrana! Black covers… one, two, and
Anthony kicks out!
Calysto: It was, but now I think he’s going for Black’s Law!
Indeed, Black climbs to the top rope, looking for the diving
corkscrew body splash he calls Black’s Law. However, just before he leaps off,
Anthony begins reaching his feet. So, instead, Black jumps off and drills
Anthony down with a missile dropkick! Then, he applies the anaconda vise
submission hold, cinching it in tightly, as the fans begin to cheer louder!
Calysto: Yes, and I believe he calls this the Blackout, and that could be
exactly what’s about to happen to Kris Anthony right now!
Black squeezes back even harder with the hold, trying desperately to force
Anthony to tap out… and at long last he does! The
Calysto: It sure was, Vic! It’s still early, but the kid is starting to turn
some heads. A few more wins like this, and he could enter the International
title picture as a dark horse candidate. Stranger things have happened.
WINNER VIA SUBMISSION AT 5:09 – EVAN BLACK
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from commercial, we see Showtime Damon Savage and Dan
Crowley hanging out in the locker room. The two seem wary of one another.
Showtime: So what’s the strategy here
tonight,
Showtime: You never beat him though, did you?
Showtime: Never had the chance. Sure know I can beat Grieco, though.
Showtime: And all you’ve done is say the same thing and beat a guy no one has
ever heard of.
There is now a long, uncomfortable pause.
Showtime: Finally, we agree on something! You’re right, though. We can both be
confident in our abilities, and confident in what we feel we can accomplish,
but the situation we’re in tonight, we need each other.
Showtime: Couldn’t have said it better myself.
With that, Showtime and
***
The camera then shifts elsewhere in the backstage area,
where Evan Black is receiving congratulations from Dynamite Dean Nash and
Damien Fields following his victory over Kris Anthony. However, as they
disperse, Black is approached by Dexter P. Wellington. Black is suspicious, but
Wellington: Evan Black, right? I’m Dex
Black: Thanks.
Wellington: In fact, I really think you could go far in this company. Very far.
The sky’s the limit, really. And that’s mainly the reason why I’m here. I think
I could bring out the best in you, and take you to heights you’ve only
imagined.
Black is very suspicious.
Black: What’s the catch here? What’s in
it for you?
Suddenly, GI Jew walks over, brushing right past
Jew: You wanna keep the noise down?! I
can hear you from all the way down the hall!
Black: I’m just talking…
Jew: You’re talking back to me now?! Listen punk, I told you last week you had
one shot to stay out of my way. Now you’re here blatantly disrespecting me. I
don’t like you, and I knew I wouldn’t like you from the second you got here.
But I tried to co-exist with you. Now you’re just making this impossible. All I
know is you better get down on your hands and knees right now and apologize to
me, or this isn’t going to end well.
Black has an incredulous look on his face.
Black: Look, I may be young, and I may be
new around here, but this is ridiculous. I’m not gonna have you demean me like
this. I don’t know why you have a hard-on for me, but I’d appreciate it if you
just keep walking and let me finish my conversation.
Jew simply smiles at him and begins backpedaling away. Black is surprised
that this situation appears to be reaching a peaceful resolution. However, as
soon as Jew is out of sight and Black and
Jew: This doesn’t involve you, Richie
Rich! Stay the hell out of it and mind your business!
Jew: You got a problem,
The security team works even harder to separate them, with Evan Black up
and now lunging at Jew as well, as we head to commercial.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from break, “Control” by Earshot is blaring over the
speakers, and Darrin Giles and Liz Rush are already in the ring, awaiting their
competition.
Moments later, “No More Sorrow” by
MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH:
THE DUVAL TWINS VS. DARRIN GILES & LIZ RUSH
Referee: Dan Martin
Duval and Giles go at it hard in the center of the ring,
exchanging rights and lefts, before Chris succeeds in flooring Giles. He then
moves in and cinches in a side headlock, trying to keep Giles grounded. Giles
pulls himself back to a vertical base, but Chris grabs him and launches him
into the corner, following him in with a hard splash. As Giles stumbles
forward, Chris boots him in the stomach and downs him with a hard snap suplex.
He floats over for the cover… one, two, and Giles kicks out.
Alexis is eager to enter the match, so her brother obliges,
tagging her in. This prompts Giles to tag out to Liz Rush, and we have
ourselves some women’s wrestling action.
Liz charges at Alexis, but Alexis hits the mat and Liz hops over
her, bouncing off the opposite ropes. Then, on the rebound, Alexis downs her
with a hard dropkick! Alexis for the cover… one, two, and Liz kicks out. Alexis
then whips Liz against the ropes, but Liz counters, looking for a cross body…
but Alexis has it scouted and dropkicks her prone stomach, knocking all the
wind out of her! Alexis then lifts Liz up and drills her down with a Fisherman
Buster, into a pinning combination! One, two, three!
Calysto: Now THAT was an impressive win!
The fans cheer as “No More Sorrow” replays and Darrin Giles re-enters the
ring, annoyed. An excited Chris and Alexis Duval exit, starting towards the
backstage area, as Giles barely checks on Liz, who is clutching her stomach.
Calysto: I think Liz just totally lost control
of that bout when she had the wind knocked out of her. She gave Alexis the
opening, and she capitalized. I’ll tell you, I really like what I’ve seen from
these Duvals so far.
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 3:13 – THE DUVAL TWINS
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return, we see Greg Tantalus sleeping on a chair in
the locker room. A backstage attendant walks over and tries to wake him up.
Tantalus is then jolted out of sleep and wakes up screaming. He is breathing
heavily and turns to the attendant and seems relieved.
Tantalus: Oh man. That was one hell of a
nightmare. I dreamt I was in
Backstage Attendant: Um, you ARE in
Tantalus: GOD DAMMIT!
Backstage Attendant: Also, the boss wants to see you.
Tantalus: SCHENCK?! UGH!
Tantalus gets out of his chair and walks out of the dressing room, heading
towards Schenck’s office. Finally, he reaches it and enters, meeting both PWA
creative director Justin Schenck and PWA newcomer Chase Stone. Tantalus glares
at Stone, who glares back at him.
Schenck: Hi Greg. Take a seat.
Tantalus: What do you want?
Schenck: Look, it’s pretty clear that you don’t have any desire to be here. I
know you’ve just been asleep in the back for a while. My message to you is that
this isn’t going to fly. I know you need the money, and that your heart isn’t
in this, but you’re still going to have to earn your keep here.
Tantalus: So what the hell do you want me to do?
Schenck: I’ve booked you in a match. And it’s next. I would suggest you wrestle
an inspired contest out there. You will need to.
Tantalus stares at Schenck curiously. Stone smugly chimes in.
Stone: That’s enough of you, Tantalus. On
your way.
Tantalus is poised to respond, but Schenck cuts him off.
Schenck: Don’t even think about it. Just
head to the ring.
Furious, Tantalus storms out and heads to the ring as we take a commercial
break.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return from break, “Live To Win” by Paul Stanley hits,
and there is actually a round of boos for perennial fan favorite Greg Tantalus
for his anti-Philadelphia comments moments ago, which are now being exacerbated
by the fact that he is wearing a t-shirt that says “Phuck Philly” on his way to
the ring. Tantalus walks to the ring in complete disgust of all the people he
encounters, but when he reaches the section of ringside where Philadelphia
Phillie Jimmy Rollins is seated, Tantalus gets especially disgusted. He enters
the ring and immediately asks for a microphone.
Tantalus: I seriously cannot believe I
have to wrestle in this God-forsaken city tonight.
The fans boo loudly.
Tantalus: You know, I didn’t always have
a problem with this place. Your stupid baseball team ruined it for me, the last
few years. You could call me a bitter Mets fan. And you’d be right. You could
also call me a bitter
Rollins stands up in his seat, pointing at Tantalus, but his friends hold
him back.
Tantalus: What, you wanna get brave,
Rollins? Why don’t you concentrate on spending less time hanging out at PWA
shows and more time actually playing baseball? Didn’t you just come off the DL
and now you’re already back on it? What a joke!
The
Tantalus: Typical. What else should I expect in Philly? I hate this city because of all of you
people. I’m sorry, but it doesn’t matter how many National League pennants you
win, you will never be
Moments later, Darkseed’s “Hear Me” blasts onto the speakers, and the fans
begin cheering riotously as the Alaskan Monster Solomon makes his way to the
ring!
Calysto: And these fans here in
The camera focuses on Rollins, who applauds Solomon’s
arrival, before shifting to the Alaskan Monster, who stalks his way to the
ring. Tantalus is clearly not pleased at this news, and immediately attacks
Solomon as soon as he enters the ring, prompting the bell to sound.
GREG TANTALUS VS. SOLOMON
Referee: Jose Soares
Tantalus lets loose with a flurry of punches on the Alaskan
Monster, before whipping him against the ropes. However, when Solomon rebounds,
he nearly takes Tantalus’ head off with a ferocious boot to the face! Solomon
then lifts Tantalus off the mat and crushes him down with a hard gorilla press
slam.
Then, with Tantalus prone, Solomon signals for the Deep Freeze,
sending the fans into a frenzy! Solomon lifts Tantalus
into fireman’s carry position and points right at Rollins, who happily points
back. Then, the Alaskan Monster destroys Tantalus with a vicious Deep Freeze,
right in the center of the ring! Solomon covers… one, two, three!
Calysto: Solomon has essentially just squashed Greg Tantalus right here in
Troy: You’re right, Iceman. I know
Tantalus is going through some personal turmoil right now in his life, and he
really doesn’t want to be here, but he is going to have to change his attitude
and fast, or he is going to get seriously hurt out there, if he’s not seriously
hurt already.
Nonetheless, the
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 0:47 – SOLOMON
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
We return from break in the backstage area, where the PWA
World Heavyweight Champion Jaguar is standing across from the International
Champion Michael Grieco, and his valet Dee Licious. No one speaks for several
seconds after we pick up the scene, until Grieco finally breaks the ice.
Grieco: So are you gonna say anything, or
are you just gonna continue to stand there staring at me?
Jaguar: I don’t really have anything to say to you. Or to you either, Dee.
Let’s not beat around the bush here. I’ve known both of you for a long, LONG
time. And for the most part, we’ve never gotten along. The two of you have had
some MAJOR issues with my boy Romeo, and I haven’t forgotten about all of that.
But tonight, we’re partners. Fine. I don’t trust you, and I’m sure you don’t
trust me. So you do your thing, I’ll do mine. Just don’t screw me up. I didn’t
come to Philly to lose tonight.
With that, Jaguar exits, headed for the ring.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
When we return from break, “War Machine” by KISS is blaring
over the speakers and the Hardcore Icon Kerry Cox has joined Victor Troy and
Jason Calysto at the announce table.
Troy: Alright, welcome, Kerry Cox.
Cox: Thanks Vic, it’s great to be here.
Calysto: So what brings you here tonight, Kerry? A little scouting for your
International title bout next week against Michael Grieco?
Cox: You know it, Jason. Just want to get a bit of a closer look at what I’m in
for next week.
The fans’ cheers grow in magnitude as “Footprints” by G-Unit blares onto
the speakers and Showtime Damon Savage begins making his way to the ring!
Wearing his warm-up jacket, Showtime shadowboxes as he makes his way down the
aisle, getting set for combat. He gets into ring and flips his hoodie down and
thrusts his arms into the air, eliciting a wave of cheers from the crowd. He
then retreats to his corner, awaiting his partner.
He isn’t waiting long, as “Judas Rising” by Judas Priest blares
onto the speakers and Dan Crowley makes his entrance!
As Showtime and Crowley break the ice and go over some last-minute
strategy, the cheers turns to boos as “Da Repercussions” by 50 Cent hits the
speakers and the PWA International Champion Michael Grieco appears from behind
the curtain, alongside his manager Dee Licious.
Grieco takes a moment to admire himself and flex for the crowd —
and for Dee, who is always full of admiration — before starting towards the
ring. Grieco stops right outside it and removes the belt, holding it up and
taunting Showtime with it, who does his best to ignore him.
Moments later, “My Avenue” by Lil Boosie hits and the Philly crowd
goes berserk for the PWA World Heavyweight Champion! Jaguar appears from behind
the curtain and throws his arms into the air, eliciting a huge burst of pyro.
Jaguar wears a huge smile as he greets the
Troy: That’s gotta be taken as a sign of
disrespect, considering that Jaguar is the world champion. Am I right?
Calysto: No, you’re right. It’s just proper locker room etiquette. If you’re
teaming with the champ, you let him decide who starts the match.
PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION JAGUAR & PWA
INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION MICHAEL GRIECO VS. SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE & DAN
Referee: Matt Hansen
Jaguar snickers to himself and shakes his head as he takes
his place on the ramp, and the match begins with Grieco pounding away on
Showtime. Grieco hits him with a thunderous boot to the gut, before whipping
him hard against the ropes. As he returns, Grieco crushes him hard with an
overhead belly-to-belly suplex.
Grieco then lifts him up and crushes him down hard with a
backbreaker, holding him in that position for extra time to heighten the
effect. Then, with Showtime down, Grieco grabs his right leg and wrenches it
sideways, putting Savage in pain. Grieco follows that up with a series of hard
kicks to the knee before taunting the fans again, which unleashes another wave
of jeers.
Showtime is slow to his feet, but Grieco spends so much time
taunting that Savage is able to get back up. When Grieco tries to accelerate
this by lifting him, Showtime responds with a hard elbow to the jaw, followed
by a series of hard left hands! Grieco is staggered, and Showtime unleashes one
more hard left that floors him hard! Showtime then begins heading for the
corner, as Grieco slowly starts towards Jaguar.
Showtime makes the tag to
He then lifts Grieco up and flips him down hard with a double
underhook suplex!
Cox: The International Champion isn’t
looking like too much of a champion right now.
Calysto: Either way, not someone you want to take lightly next week.
Cox: Oh believe me, I know that.
Troy: Alright, here we go! Jaguar and
Calysto: This should be interesting!
The two lock up, and it is
However, Jaguar is barely to his feet before he is downed by a
running kneelift! Then, when he gets back up swinging,
Calysto: Well Vic, Showtime and
Cox: Looks like Showtime wants a little
piece of the action!
Calysto: Of course he does. It doesn’t help him out much if it’s only Dan
Crowley taking it to the champ.
Showtime enters past a slightly pissed
Jaguar then gets behind Showtime and yanks up to his feet by his
long dreadlocks. Jaguar spins Showtime around, only for Savage to boot him in
the stomach and hit the opposite ropes. When he comes back, however, Jaguar
explodes on him with a thunderous clothesline!
Showtime gets to his feet, and Jaguar is right there waiting for
him, booting him in the stomach and destroying him with the Mexican stretch
buster he calls Version 1.0! Jaguar covers… one, two thr-NO! Showtime escapes!
Cox: That’s a lot of resolve being shown there, for sure. He is going to need
that kind of resolve if he wants to be world champion.
Calysto: I’ll second that.
With Showtime down, Jaguar makes his way up to the top rope, looking for
the Suga Splash! However, as he leaps off for the move, Savage moves out of the
way, and Jaguar crashes down onto the mat hard! As Jaguar stumbles back to his
feet, Showtime is there waiting for him, and crushes him with It’s Showtime,
his cobra clutch slam finisher! Showtime wastes no time making the cover… but
Dee has jumped onto the apron to distract the official!
The distraction works, and referee Matt Hansen breaks the count to
prevent
Finally, the referee succeeds in clearing the ring of all persons
that should not be inside it. However, when this happens, Jaguar violently tags
Grieco into the match and has words with him, presumably about
Calysto: What a victory!
Cox: Alright, let’s take note. Grieco can be emotional, and take his eyes off
the ball when he becomes that way. Something to keep in mind for next week,
don’t you think?
The fans cheer as “Footprints” replays over the speakers, and Showtime and
Meanwhile, in the ring, Grieco is furious, screaming at Jaguar,
who is largely ignoring him. However, as soon as Jaguar turns his back on him, Grieco
moves in for the attack, but Jaguar knew it was coming and turns around to
block the shot! Jaguar and Grieco now erupt into a furious battle in the ring,
pounding away on each other viciously, before
However, this prompts Kerry Cox to drop his headset at ringside
and storm into the ring! Cox tackles Grieco down to the mat and begins pounding
away on him to a wave of cheers! Grieco slides out of the ring, as does Dee,
and the two backpedal up the aisle as quickly as they can! The fans continue
cheering as Cox helps Jaguar to his feet in the ring. Both of them beg Grieco
to return to the ring as “My Avenue” replays over the speakers, but Grieco
simply points back at Cox and Jaguar and then exits the ringside area.
Troy: What will happen next week when
Kerry Cox challenges Michael Grieco for that International title?!
Calysto: And let’s not forget this
fact: Jaguar will be defending the PWA Championship inside a steel cage next
week against either Vulture or Anthony Failla, and he’ll be doing it coming off
a loss in this tag team bout tonight! How is that going to effect him?
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT 11:59 – SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE & DAN
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return, we see a fat, disgusting man with greasy brown
hair and a Fu Manchu mustache, wearing a mustard-stained yellow sweatshirt,
smiling at an obviously uncomfortable Jade in the backstage area. The fat man
is a little too close to the former Women’s Champion for comfort, and she is
cringing as she tries to politely excuse herself from the conversation.
Suddenly, Matthew Magellan walks onto the scene.
Magellan: Farley! Back off the beautiful
young lady. I thought we agreed you’d stay in the locker room.
Jade: You know this guy?
Magellan: I’m really sorry about this. I told him to stay in the locker room.
This is Farley, by the way. An old friend of mine from
Farley blushes and waves at Jade.
Jade: (to Magellan) You know, you really
ought to teach him some manners. He just came over here, got right in my face,
and smiled at me, until you came over. He had me, like, cornered. It was
creepy.
Magellan: Yeah, he’s got a bit of a problem with women.
Jade: So what is he, visiting?
Magellan: I see this as a more permanent thing, actually. I need some protection
around here, after the way I was screwed over last week against Dan Crowley.
Jade openly laughs in Magellan’s face.
Jade: Screwed over? You got pinned clean
in the center of the ring last week, pal.
Magellan: That’s your opinion and you’re entitled to it. Actually, I’d like to
hear all about your opinions later on tonight, if you catch my drift.
Jade scoffs and shakes her head.
Jade: I don’t think so, buddy. Look, your
little conquistador bit might work on some of the more fawning, vapid types,
but I’m not Traci Reed. All I see when I look at you is an arrogant, obnoxious
ass who is obviously over-compensating for something.
Magellan: I assure you you’re wrong. About ALL of that. Care to find out later?
Jade: (sighing) Goodbye, Magellan.
Jade walks off, but the smirk remains on Magellan’s face as she does.
Farley walks over smiling a goofy smile.
Farley: I guess you can’t get ANYONE you
want.
Magellan: Give me three weeks, Farley.
Three weeks and she’ll be all over me.
The camera then shifts to the office of creative director Justin Schenck,
where Schenck is talking with new women’s division star Zina. Fellow new
Schenck signee Chase Stone can be seen in the background.
Schenck: Zina, I’ve gotta tell you, I am
impressed! You are making me look damn good!
Zina nods at him.
Schenck: You know, this is why I’m a
great creative director of this company. I go out, and I find talent in the
strangest places. Like a Russian circus.
Stone: Great job, Mr. Schenck.
Schenck: Thank you, Chase. You know, you were quite the find as well.
Zina: I am sorry to interrupt, but why am I here?
Schenck: Ah yes. My apologies. Zina, I called you in here because I have been
so thoroughly impressed with the way you have decimated Liz Rush and Jade in
back to back weeks that I wanted to know if you would be up for a much bigger
challenge next week.
Zina: I am always ready for a challenge.
Schenck: That’s what I like to hear! Alright then. Zina, right here next week,
you are going to face the biggest challenge of your short career. You are going
to go one-on-one with… Keiko Ishida!
At this news, Zina’s lips curl into a smile.
Zina: I will not let you down.
Zina turns and exits the room, leaving a stoked Schenck in his office. He
turns to Chase Stone.
Schenck: You see that chick, Chase? How
bad ass is she?! She restrained a BEAR! THAT right there, is the next dominant
force in the PWA women’s division. Count on it.
***
The camera then shifts back to
Calysto: That should be something, but coming up right after the break, we’re
going to see the PWA Women’s Championship on the line for the first time this
season!
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
Back from break, “Free” by VAST hits the speakers, and the
fans begin cheering as Lauren Tantalus makes her way to the ring. Lauren smiles
at her fans, but is noticeably more serious in her demeanor as her pyro blasts
off and she enters the ring, ready for action.
Moments later, “Dead Promises” by The Rasmus blasts onto the
speakers, and the
Calysto: And she’s going from one legendary female performer to another here,
as she now defends it against fellow three-time PWA Champion Lauren Tantalus,
in their first meeting ever!
Morgan enters the ring and hands the title belt over to the
official, who raises the belt high as Lee Palmer begins his introductions.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next
contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the PWA Women’s Championship!
Introducing first, the challenger, from
And her opponent, from
With that, the bell sounds, officially getting this match
started.
PWA WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP:
MORGAN DAY (champion) VS. LAUREN TANTALUS (challenger)
Referee: Dan Martin
Morgan and Lauren circle each other to start the match off,
each looking for an opening to land the first offensive maneuver. However,
neither find said opening, and ultimately lock up instead.
Morgan gains the advantage from this, powering out of the lock up
with kicks, which provide her with enough separation to toss Lauren against the
ropes, and down her with a hiptoss as she rebounds. Lauren gets right back to
her feet, but Morgan bodyslams her down to the mat. With Lauren down, Morgan
then climbs to the second rope, and leaps off with a back elbow as Lauren
rises, but it misses the mark! Lauren moves at the last instant, and Morgan
goes crashing down.
Lauren then lifts Morgan up and tosses her against the ropes,
hitting the opposite ones herself. However, both women go for clotheslines, and
each connects with hard impact!
Calysto: I think Morgan got the worst
of that, though, Vic!
Lauren and Morgan each get to their feet, and Lauren looks to take
the advantage, rushing at Morgan for a clothesline. However, Morgan is able to
duck under it and quickly turn around. When Lauren stops her own momentum and
turns around, she is greeted with a ferocious muay thai kick to the jaw, which
floors her! Morgan goes for the cover… one, two, and Lauren is just barely able
to get the shoulder up!
Troy: I really thought she might have had
her there, Iceman!
Calysto: And Lauren certainly would have had nothing to be ashamed of if she
did go down to that kick, but there’s still life in her!
Morgan measures Lauren for another kick as Tantalus slowly makes her way
back to her feet. However, just as Lauren gets up and Morgan unleashes the
kick, Lauren quickly ducks under it and then, immediately after, ties Morgan up
in an inside cradle! One, two, and Morgan kicks out!
Day shoots right up and shoves Lauren violently into the corner, before
charging at her full speed. However, Lauren sees her coming and throws her legs
up, wrapping them around Morgan’s neck, before tossing her down with a swinging
hurricanrana! Lauren covers… one, two, and Morgan kicks out again!
Morgan gingerly gets to her feet, but Lauren is waiting for her,
and boots her in the stomach before drilling her down with a
DDT! Lauren covers… one, two, thr-NO! Morgan
escapes again!
Calysto: This is quite the flurry right now, Vic, but Lauren is at least one
more big time move away from winning this one.
Lauren signals for her finisher as Morgan staggers to a vertical base,
booting her in the stomach and grabbing her in a double underhook, looking for
the Tiger Driver. However, when Lauren lifts her up, Morgan springs her legs
outward, locking them around Lauren’s neck! Morgan then pulls herself up, now
perched on Lauren’s shoulders in powerbomb position, but she unloads on her
with several quick rights, before taking her down with a quick hurricanrana,
into a pinning combination! One, two, thr-NO! Lauren kicks out in the nick of
time!
The fans are on their feet as Morgan gets to hers, waiting on Lauren to do the
same. Once Lauren rises, Morgan kicks her in the stomach and lifts her up for
her finishing maneuver, the Daybreak, but Lauren is able to regain her
composure and return to the mat, before quickly back body dropping Morgan off
of her!
With Morgan down, Lauren climbs up to the top rope and unleashes a
flying dropkick… but Morgan sees her coming and grabs her legs on the way down,
so that Lauren crashes down in perfect position for the Sharpshooter, which
Morgan hurriedly applies! The fans are cheering loudly as Morgan cinches the
brutal submission hold in tightly, and Lauren tries desperately to reach the
ropes and force the hold to be broken!
Calysto: Not much longer, I don’t think, Vic! Morgan is a master of this hold, and she’s got it on good! Lauren is just going to have
to want this bad enough to get to those ropes! It’s the only chance she has!
With every last ounce of energy that she has, Lauren begins crawling,
slowly but surely, inching her way to the final lifeline she has left, her only
hope of salvation: the bottom rope. She gets into push-up position to give
herself more leverage, and Morgan responds by simply reaching back even
further. Left hand, right hand, left, right… Lauren uses all of her energy to
edge closer and closer to the ropes. They’re just beyond her reach now… but she
is fading. Each movement requires more energy than normal. Morgan senses that
her prey is ready for the kill. She pulls back as hard as she possibly can, and
Lauren lets out one last lunge for the ropes… and makes it!
Calysto: She might as well be,
Lauren gets to her feet and is hobbling. And Morgan moves right in
and kicks her leg out from under her. With Lauren down, crawling, trying to
pull herself to the ropes, Morgan yanks her to the middle of the ring, looking
for another Sharpshooter. However, at the last moment, Lauren reaches up and
ties Morgan into a small package just as she looks to apply the submission
hold! The referee counts… one, two, thre-NO! Morgan
escapes!
Morgan springs right up and waits for Lauren to get to her feet.
When she does, she lets loose with another muay thai
kick, but Lauren ducks under it, boots Morgan in the stomach, and nails her
with a second DDT! Lauren wants to make a cover, but can’t get there
immediately! She finally covers… one, two, and Morgan kicks out!
Morgan is slow to her feet this time, and Lauren is more
deliberate getting up. Lauren beats Morgan to her feet and boots her in the
stomach, looking again for the Tiger Driver! However, this time, Morgan sweeps
Lauren’s legs out from under her, and flips over into a bridge position,
cradling her legs in a pin attempt! One, two, three!
Calysto: What a match! What a hard-fought victory for Morgan Day!
Calysto: But on this night, Morgan Day
is the better wrestler, and she leaves Philly STILL the Women’s Champion! Well
done!
The fans explode as “Dead Promises” replays over the
speakers, applauding the great effort by both participants. Morgan is far from
exuberant in her celebration as she is given her title belt back. Lauren then
hobbles back to her feet and stares right at Morgan. The music stops as Lauren
moves towards her. However, after a few seconds of silence, Lauren extends her
hand, and Morgan shakes it. Lauren then raises Morgan’s hand as “Dead Promises”
replays and the former champion defers to the current one, exiting and leaving
her the spotlight on this night.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 11:34 AND STILL PWA WOMEN’S CHAMPION
– MORGAN DAY
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
When we return, we see Morgan Day, still the Women’s Champion,
being given congratulations by producers in the back and some of the wrestlers,
including Keiko Ishida, Jade, and Liz Rush. Then, Zina walks over, and the
scene grows quiet. Zina goes right for Keiko and gets in her face.
Zina: Next week, I will destroy you.
There is nothing you can do to stop it.
Keiko stares back at Zina indignantly. Zina then, however, turns to the champion.
Zina: And Morgan Day… after I dispose of
her, I am coming for your title. Do NOT get comfortable.
Zina then storms off aggressively, Morgan and Keiko staring her down
intensely as she does.
Morgan: Hey Keiko, do me a favor next
week. Beat some respect into that woman.
Keiko: With pleasure.
***
The camera then shifts to the interview area backstage,
where Traci Reed is with Renegade and Paul Dawkins.
Traci: Renegade, Paul Dawkins, you two
are just moments away from your opportunity to reclaim the Tag Team
Championship, after you feel Synergy cheated you out of those titles in the
four corners elimination match one week ago. How will you approach this match
tonight, knowing that they will have the MVP Don Capriglione on the outside,
watching their backs?
Dawkins: Well Traci, it’s simple. Last week, Capriglione was a surprise. He
came out of nowhere. There was no way to prepare for his involvement. Tonight,
it’s a different story. Tonight, we know EXACTLY what we’re up against, and
tonight, here in Philly, right in our backyards, we are going to have a
successful homecoming. We are leaving here tonight two-time PWA Tag Team
Champions, and that’s all there is to it.
Renegade: Ever since we both signed contracts to return to the PWA, we had May
25 circled on our calendars, the night we come back to
With that, Dawkins and Renegade start towards the ring, and we take a
commercial break.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return, “You Don’t Know” by Eminem and 50 Cent hits the
speakers, and the arena comes unglued as hometown boys Renegade and Paul
Dawkins make their way to the ring for their opportunity to regain the Tag Team
Championship!
The two enter the ring with determination, clearly wanting badly
to leave
As the champions settle in the ring, “Reason to Hate Me” by
Krayzie Bone hits the speakers, and PWA’s creative director Justin Schenck
appears at the curtain.
Schenck: Before we get going with this
championship match, I just wanted to inform all of you of a decision that has
been made. Since I’m such a big fan of three-team groups such as the Fabulous
Freebirds and Demolition, and how having three men holding two titles creates
compelling storylines in the tag team division, I am hereby declaring that the
unit of Synergy is allowed to defend those belts with any combination of two of
them, so long as it is specified before the match who is competing. The
champions have been informed of this fact, and they have informed me that,
tonight, Don Capriglione and Steve Beovich will be defending those belts!
Enjoy!
As everyone in the arena begins to process this announcement, we turn to
ring announcer Lee Palmer.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next
contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the PWA Tag Team Championship!
Introducing first, the challengers, both hailing from the
The fans cheer thunderously at this introduction.
Palmer: And their opponents, they are the
PWA Tag Team Champions, SYNNNNNNNNERGYYYYYY! Represented tonight by… THE OMEGA
STEEEEEEEEVE BEEEEEEEOVICH… and THE MVP, DONNNNNN CAPRIGLIOOOOOOONE!
The fans then boo loudly as the bell sounds to start this match.
Calysto: Well, in a lot of ways it is, Vic. I mean, even Lee Palmer wasn’t
prepared for that announcement. The champions weren’t announced with a total
combined weight, because Palmer was not prepared with the combined weight of
Beovich and Capriglione. And that’s just a very minor thing. But think about
how much that is exacerbated when you’re Renegade and Dawkins, and you have
been preparing to face Beovich and Dulberg, and now, all of a sudden, you are getting
Capriglione instead of Dulberg, a guy you haven’t prepared for, and a guy who
no one has seen wrestle for years. It’s a definite disadvantage.
Calysto: Well, if Renegade and Dawkins win this match tonight, then we’ve got
nothing to worry about, and it’s no longer an issue.
PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP:
SYNERGY [THE OMEGA STEVE BEOVICH & DON THE MVP CAPRIGLIONE] (champions) vs.
RENEGADE & PAUL DAWKINS (challengers)
Referee: Jose Soares
Renegade starts the match off with Capriglione, guaranteeing a bit
of a faster-paced opening. Capriglione rushes in, but Renegade immediately
sidesteps him, sending him hard into the corner! Renegade charges in after him,
but Capriglione turns and hits Renegade with a boot to the jaw. Once he has
that distance, he jumps up and downs him with a hurricanrana. Capriglione
covers… one, two, and Renegade powers out.
Capriglione lifts Renegade and whips him into the Synergy corner,
where he begins working over him with stomps to the midsection. He then tags
Beovich into the match, and the two double-team with stomps, before Capriglione
exits the ring.
Beovich whips Renegade into the ropes and hits him with a hard
belly-to-belly suplex as he returns. He then gets up and nails him with a
series of elbows to the mid-section. The Omega then stomps to taunt the crowd,
which is in no mood to see offense from the champions.
Calysto: Especially in there with guys the caliber of Renegade and Dawkins.
Beovich continues to pound away on Renegade as Dulberg applauds
from ringside and Capriglione taunts the crowd from the ring apron. Meanwhile,
Dawkins is antsy to get into the match himself, but Renegade just can’t seem to
reach his corner.
The Omega lifts Renegade up and hits him with a series of hard
knife-edge chops, before whipping him against the ropes and downing him with a
hard clothesline. He then applies a front facelock and cinches it in tightly,
wrenching on the hold, looking to keep Renegade down. However, Renegade gets
the crowd behind him and gets back to a vertical base, before nailing Beovich
with a few hard elbows to the midsection and back suplexing out of it! Beovich
and Renegade are both down, crawling to the corners!
Beovich reaches his corner first, tagging Capriglione into the
fray. Then, just before the MVP can reach him, Renegade reaches out and tags in
Dawkins!
Calysto: I wouldn’t want to be Capriglione right about now!
Dawkins comes in with a head of steam and blasts the MVP with a clothesline
that nearly takes his head off! Beovich then charges back into the ring, but
Dawkins nails him with a big boot that sends him flying out of the ring!
Dawkins grabs Capriglione, but Dulberg jumps onto the apron! Dawkins turns his
attention to him, but this leaves the MVP alone to sneak up behind Dawkins and
nail him with a low blow that the referee misses!
Renegade enters the ring, trying to get at Capriglione, but the
referee holds him back. However, Beovich, who is now back to his feet, sneaks
around to the other side of the ring and enters behind Renegade. The Omega turns
him around, lifts him up, and charges with him into the corner, smashing
Renegade into it hard! Renegade hits the mat, and Beovich signals for
Capriglione to hold Dawkins down.
Calysto: Well, he’s headed to the top rope – it sure looks like it!
With Renegade still down in the corner, Capriglione holds Dawkins
in place as Beovich climbs to the top. Dulberg points to Beovich from the
outside, torturing the fans with what is about to happen. However, just as
Beovich leaps off with his Extreme Precision frog splash, Dawkins swings his
leg out and kicks Capriglione in the head, allowing him to roll out of the way,
just as Beovich crashes down… onto Capriglione! Dawkins then springs up and
clotheslines Beovich over the top rope and to the outside of the ring, right
onto Dulberg!
Now, Capriglione – the legal man – slowly begins getting to his
feet, just as Renegade begins to do the same! Dawkins whips Capriglione into
the corner and charges at him, crushing him with a thunderous stinger splash!
Then, as Capriglione staggers forward, Renegade clobbers him with the Kick of
Death! Capriglione collapses in a heap, and Renegade propels himself out of the
ring and onto Beovich and Dulberg… only Dulberg rolls out of the way at the
last moment, though Renegade sufficiently takes out Beovich!
In the ring, Dawkins covers Capriglione, and the referee starts
his count… one, two, and Dulberg yanks the referee out of the ring! Referee
Jose Soares takes one look at Dulberg and angrily calls for the bell, prompting
a wave of boos to rush over the Philly crowd hoping for a title change.
Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners
of this bout, as a result of a disqualification, RENEGADE AND PAUL DAWKINS!
However, in the PWA, titles cannot change hands on a disqualification.
Therefore, STILL PWA Tag Team Champions, SYNERGY!
The fans continue to boo vigorously as Dulberg yanks Capriglione from the
ring, grabs the belts, and meets Beovich on the ramp, who is already up and trying
to get out of dodge. Meanwhile, Renegade makes it back into the ring, holding
his head, as “You Don’t Know” hits. Renegade and Dawkins complain to the
referee in the ring, but there is nothing he can do, just as there is nothing
Renegade and Dawkins can do to hide their disappointment.
Calysto: Vic, the only thing you can do
if you’re Renegade and Dawkins right now is look on the bright side. And the
bright side to this is that, because they won this match via DQ, they have one
hell of a case for getting themselves a rematch. Ultimately, it’s Justin
Schenck’s call, but I don’t see why they wouldn’t get one. So they just need to
re-tool, and get back at these guys. They definitely have the talent to be
champs again.
WINNERS VIA DISQUALIFICATON AT 8:18 – PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE;
STILL PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS – SYNERGY
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return, we see the Alaskan Monster Solomon in the men’s
locker room, showered and fully dressed in a suit, ready to call it a night.
Solomon has his luggage in his hand and appears to be on his way out of the
arena. However, before he can exit the locker room, he encounters the
Modern-Day Samurai Scythe, who is wearing street clothes. He seems confused.
Scythe: Where are you headed?
Solomon: Umm, I don’t know, Scythe. I guess the suitcase isn’t a dead giveaway.
Scythe: You’re leaving?
Solomon: It would appear that way.
Scythe: You’re not going to stay and watch Vulture and Failla? Don’t you care
who is going to face Jaguar next week?
Solomon: You know what? Not really. Someone will win, and then that someone
will get a shot next week. Then I’ll take notice. I’m not worried. I am going
to get a title shot soon, and when I do, I will be the champ, and that’s not even
arguable. Ask Greg Tantalus how dominant I was tonight. I disposed of him so
quickly that it was barely worth a shower.
Scythe: You know, something has been bothering me all week. I feel like we
allowed this to happen. I really do believe that if we hadn’t lost that match
last week, Failla wouldn’t be in this spot. Maybe one of us would be.
Solomon: Yeah, well, you’re the one who got pinned. If you want to blame
someone, blame yourself.
Scythe: You’re not going to hold yourself accountable at all?
Solomon: Look, Scythe, I don’t know what your problem is right now, but it
sounds like it’s with me. And it’s probably not wise for you to have a problem
with me. Because unlike Greg Tantalus, you’ve never beaten me.
Scythe: My problem is that I have a great desire to reach the top of the
mountain again and reclaim the PWA Championship, and the last two weeks, I’ve
felt myself slipping further away from it. Even tonight, you got the match
against Greg Tantalus, and I thought “why not me?” It’s because there’s a
pecking order around here, and right now, you’re ahead of me on it. But I know
I can change that. I don’t necessarily have a problem with you, but I do think
I want the title more than you. As is evidenced by your leaving here tonight.
And I know I’ve never beaten you. But if you’re up for the challenge, I’d like
another shot next week.
Solomon is pensive, before his lips curl into a slight smile.
Solomon: Trust me, Scythe. I am ALWAYS up
for a challenge. I just don’t often receive them. You want a match next week?
Fine. You’ve got it.
Solomon extends his hand to Scythe, who shakes it. Solomon then removes a
pair of blue-tinted sunglasses and puts them on, before exiting the locker
room.
Solomon: See you next week. Enjoy your
match. And really, it doesn’t matter who wins. Because I’m going to destroy you
next week, and after that, I’ll take out whoever is left standing with the
title, and take back my rightful place at the very top of the food chain.
Scythe stares back at Solomon as he exits, ready for the challenge.
***
The camera then shifts to Vulture’s dressing room, where he is finishing up
taping his wrists. The Women’s Champion Morgan Day can be seen in the
background as he dons his warm-up jacket and puts his black sunglasses on. He
breathes in deeply, composing himself. When he turns around, his wife greets
him with a hug and a peck on the lips.
Morgan: I know you don’t need it, but
good luck. Just be careful out there. Wrestle YOUR match. Don’t let him turn it
into a power display, because you won’t win that. I don’t need to be telling
you this, but I’ll do it anyway. Just come back to me in one piece, promise?
Vulture: I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. It’s only Anthony Failla. I’m
really not too concerned about this. I’ve known this guy practically my whole
life, and if there’s one thing you can count on, it’s for him to screw up a
golden opportunity. We’ll be sitting down to dinner before you know it.
Suddenly, the Duval Twins, Chris and Alexis, barge into the
room. Vulture, and even Morgan, appears visibly annoyed.
Chris: Just wanted to wish you good luck
out there, V!
Vulture glares at the male Duval twin without cracking a smile.
Alexis: Yeah, go get ‘em!
Vulture ignores Alexis as well, turning to Morgan.
Vulture: I’ll see you in a little bit.
Get rid of them by the time I get back.
Morgan smiles at Vulture and hugs him, and he turns to leave. He stares at
the smiling Duvals on his way out, saying nothing to them, as he starts the
march toward the ring.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --
As we return from break, “Better Think Again” by Submersed hits
the speakers and the fans begin booing loudly as the menacing Anthony Failla
slowly begins making his way to the ring. Failla scowls at fans shouting
obscenities at him, but otherwise keeps his eyes and mind focused on the ring.
He enters the squared circle and prepares to make the most of his opportunity.
Moments later, “Falling From the Sky” by VAST explodes onto the speakers, and
the fans erupt into thunderous cheers for Vulture! The two-time former PWA
Champion emerges amid a sea of fiery red pyro, realizing that he is just one
victory away from another shot to win that title a third time.
Vulture wastes little time getting to the ring, standing face to
face with Failla, who is hardly intimidated by his presence. Vulture removes
his jacket and sunglasses and moves to the center of the ring, as does Failla.
Once they both reach the position, the official signals for the bell to get
this match started.
Calysto: This is a huge opportunity for both athletes, Vic. Vulture was in the
midst of an epic bout with Jaguar for the championship last week when Failla ruined
it, and we know he wants that shot for himself. But with next week’s title bout
being contested inside a steel cage, I think we’ve got a very good chance of
seeing a clean winner.
Calysto: Well, I think Failla is going to give Vulture a tremendous run for his
money, and I think it’s going to be an exceptionally hard-fought battle, but I
just don’t see Vulture losing this one. He’s back, he’s on a roll, and even
though we’ve seen a different Anthony Failla out there these last two weeks, I
just don’t see him overcoming Vulture. I see Vulture winning this bout, and
then, I’ll even go out on a limb and say that next week, Vulture wins his third
PWA title in that steel cage.
Calysto: Really, with the way Vulture’s been going the last two weeks, I don’t
think it’s that bold a prediction at all.
VULTURE VS. ANTHONY FAILLA
Referee: Tom Stevens
As the bell sounds, Vulture and Failla go at each other
hard, starting the match off with a flurry of lefts and rights! Failla and
Vulture trade punches vigorously, holding nothing back in the early juncture of
this bout, and the fans cheer loudly!
Failla develops the early advantage, staggering Vulture first with
punches. As Vulture loses the ability to defend himself, Failla moves in and
grabs him, before heaving him effortlessly across the ring with an overhead
belly-to-belly suplex! Vulture hits the mat with a thud, and Failla moves in
and begins stomping him furiously. Vulture tries hard to get to a vertical
base, and Failla ultimately allows him, so that he can toss him into a corner
and begin drilling him with repeated shoulder blocks to the midsection, each
one damaging Vulture more and more.
With Vulture prone in the corner, Failla perches him onto the top
rope, looking for a superplex. However, Vulture is able to block it and shoves
Failla off the ropes and down to the mat! Then, as Failla rises, Vulture leaps
off, connecting with a diving cross body pinning combination! One, two, and Failla
powers out!
Failla gets back up rather quickly, but Vulture is ready for him,
stinging him with repeated knife-edge chops to the chest! He whips Failla into
the corner and charges at him, but Failla greets him with a boot to the jaw
when he does! Failla then lifts Vulture up off the mat and drills him down hard
with a sidewalk slam! Failla covers… one, two, and Vulture kicks out.
Calysto: Right now he is, but Vulture is capable of turning this match around
at a moment’s notice.
Failla lifts Vulture off the mat over his head into gorilla
press position, and bench-presses him twice before dropping him down
chest-first on the mat. Vulture is doubled-over in pain, and Failla moves in,
nailing him with repeated kicks to the midsection. He then pries Vulture off
the mat and downs him hard with a snap suplex. Failla covers… one, two, and
Vulture escapes.
Failla now ups the ante, rolling Vulture onto his stomach and
mounting his back, wrenching his neck with a camel clutch submission hold!
Vulture struggles in the maneuver, but Failla cinches it in tighter and
tighter, cutting off Vulture’s air supply and bringing him to the brink of
submission… until Vulture digs down into his reserve, mustering up one
monumental gush of adrenaline to reach his feet, with Failla still applying the
hold, before dropping backwards and crashing onto him!
Calysto: He very well could, Vic, but he needs to beat Failla back to his feet!
Failla and Vulture both get to their feet at approximately the
same time and immediately begin unleashing a deliberate exchange of haymakers
on each other, neither man wanting to concede any ground to the other. Finally,
it is Failla that establishes the advantage, and seeks to further that
advantage, whipping the dazed Vulture against the ropes. However, as he
rebounds, Vulture unleashes a furious mafia kick to the jaw that staggers his
larger opponent!
With Failla momentarily stunned, Vulture seizes the opportunity,
blasting Failla with a thunderous t-bone suplex! Vulture covers… one, two, no!
Failla kicks out!
Vulture, however, is undaunted, and looks to keep the pressure on,
hitting Failla with a series of hard knees to the shoulders, looking to weaken
his strong upper body to prevent his ferocious power assault. Failla is
ultimately able to reach a vertical base, but Vulture is ready for him,
whipping him against the ropes, and drilling him furiously with the Chill
Factor spinebuster as he returns! Vulture nails the move with tremendous impact
and rolls immediately into a cover! One, two, thr-NO! Failla escapes!
Calysto: Don’t panic yet, Vic. We
haven’t seen Vulture’s best moves yet, and if I know his sequence
as well as I think I do, he’s got the big man right where he wants him.
Vulture looks to the top rope, perhaps considering his
Fallen Angel frog splash, but when he sees Failla begin to stir, he quickly
rethinks this plan. Failla gets to his feet, and Vulture boots him in the
stomach, before setting him up for the Crimson Sunset! Vulture underhooks
Failla’s head and lifts him straight up in the air, but before he can crush him
down to the mat, Failla manages to slip out of the move, and lands directly
behind Vulture, shoving him hard into corner, chest-first! Vulture stumbles
backwards, and Failla takes advantage, lifting him into position for his Weapon
of Mass Destruction finisher! However, Vulture is able to counter this,
interlocking his legs around Failla’s left arm, and pulling him down into a
crucifix pinning combination! One, two, and Failla kicks
out!
Failla and Vulture both get to their feet, but it is Vulture
who grabs Failla, whipping him into the corner, and then charging at him,
unleashing a thunderous running clothesline! Failla stumbles forward, and
Vulture clotheslines him to the mat, leaving him prone. He then scales the
ropes and signals for the Fallen Angel frog splash! However, just as Vulture leaps off,
attempting the move, Failla pops up and catches him! With Vulture in a
precarious position, Failla drops him face-first onto a turnbuckle pad and
charges the opposite ropes, bouncing off them. Vulture is dazed, and as soon as
he turns around, Failla attempts to destroy him with a running boot to the
face, but Vulture has the move scouted, and ducks under it! Failla stops short,
and doesn’t notice that Vulture has hit the opposite ropes. As soon as Failla
turns around, he is drilled with a furious knee to the face! Vulture covers…
one, two, and Failla kicks out again!
Calysto: Probably actually land either the Crimson Sunset or the Fallen Angel,
Vic!
Vulture opts for neither of those moves, however, and
instead grabs Failla’s legs and pulls him back into the middle of the ring and
signals for the Sharpshooter! The fans come to their feet as Vulture applies
the hold, and Failla begins screaming in pain! However, Failla is able to use
his superior strength to crawl across the ring and, just in the nick of time,
reach the bottom rope, forcing the hold to be broken!
However, Vulture is now more confident than at any previous point in the match,
feeling that he has Failla in jeopardy. He lifts Failla up and throws him
chest-first into the turnbuckles. With Failla there, he lifts him up and
perches him facing the audience on the top rope. With that, Vulture follows him
up for the Spider Suplex, his official set-up to the Fallen Angel.
Unfortunately for him, as he tosses Failla off the ropes with a back suplex,
Failla grabs onto the ropes and is able to safely flip down onto his feet.
Vulture has absolutely no awareness of this and pulls himself back to his perch
on the top rope with his legs. However, as soon as he does so, Failla grabs him
from behind, right into position for the Weapon of Mass Destruction. With
Vulture still perched on the top rope, Failla grabs him and performs the
finisher, sending Vulture crashing down hard from the elevated distance!
Vulture appears motionless as Failla turns him over and covers… one, two, three!
Calysto: This was an unbelievably impressive win, Vic! There’s not anything
else I can even say about it! Failla has absolutely earned the right to
challenge Jaguar for that title next week.
Vulture lies motionless in the ring as “Better Think Again”
replays over the speakers. Failla looks down at Vulture and laughs to himself
before turning and exiting the ring. As Failla makes his way back up the ramp,
Morgan Day rushes right past him, scooting into the ring to check on her
husband. Shortly after Morgan gets there, Vulture comes to, but appears
tremendously dazed and groggy as we fade to black.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 14:16 – ANTHONY FAILLA
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