EPISODE # 2.15
AIR CANADA CENTRE
TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA
TUESDAY, AUGUST 2, 2011

A video package airs, recapping Vulture’s triple threat victory last week over Dan Crowley and Showtime Damon Savage in a triple threat match to earn the challenger slot for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship at Everlasting Epic VII. We are shown exactly how the victory occurred, in a match where all SIN members were banned from ringside, with former PWA International and Progressive Champion James Biamonte making his return to the PWA to assist Vulture with the victory.

From there, we are shown what took place backstage after the match, with an infuriated creative director Justin Schenck learning that Biamonte has been signed to a new contract by the NOW Network before PWA Champion Jason Calysto walks over to ease Schenck’s concerns. Schenck informs Calysto that he will defend the title in Toronto against Crowley and Showtime in a triangle elimination match, and if Calysto wins, the Everlasting Epic main event will be set. We are then shown a preview of tonight’s championship bout.

As the video concludes, “Live Again” by Ours hits and the opening credits roll. From there, we are taken inside the Air Canada Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, where a stunning pyrotechnic display ensues and we focus on our commentators, Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham.

Troy: Hello everyone and welcome to PWA: The Rebirth! I’m Victor Troy, along here with Randall Buckingham, and we have a tremendous broadcast for you tonight!

Buckingham: That’s right, Troy! We have FOUR title matches scheduled for this evening, including, as we just saw, the PWA World Heavyweight Championship. It’s Jason Calysto, Dan Crowley, and Showtime Damon Savage in a triangle elimination match for the top prize in this company.

Troy: And if Calysto is successful, then he will earn the right to defend the title at Everlasting Epic against Vulture. Should Showtime or Crowley become champion tonight, we’ve learned that man would grant Jason Calysto a rematch next week, with the winner advancing to EE.

Buckingham: Do I think any of these men have a chance to defeat Vulture at Everlasting Epic? Of course not. But will this be one hell of an important main event tonight? You’re damn right!

Troy: But of course, folks, there’s a whole lot more happening here in the PWA than just the world title situation. Last week on this broadcast, Evan Black scored an absolutely stunning upset victory over the Alaskan Monster Solomon, joining a list of just half a dozen to EVER accomplish that feat.

Buckingham: I honestly have no idea how he pulled it off, Troy, but I guess Solomon took him a bit too lightly and Black was able to pull off a miracle. I’m STILL stunned by that.

Troy: As was Solomon, but he hasn’t exactly expressed that in the healthiest of ways. After the match, the Alaskan Monster went on a tirade, only to be one-upped by Black again. Then, in the backstage area, Solomon attacked everyone and everything in sight, earning himself a fine. But, after leaving Lima on Tuesday night, the rage in Solomon festered and grew until it reached a boiling point on Saturday. Three nights ago, at a live event in Quebec City, Solomon made his presence known after an Evan Black victory, attacking him from behind and viciously powerbombing off the stage, dropping him 10 feet to the ground below.

Buckingham: Our cameras were rolling, however, so let’s take a look. We have to warn you though, the footage is pretty disturbing.

We are now shown a clip from Saturday night’s live event, with Evan Black celebrating on the base of the stage before being attacked out of nowhere by Solomon and powerbombed off the stage into the abyss. After impact, Solomon smiles callously and officials rush the scene, calling for immediate medical attention. When the video concludes, we return to our commentators.

Troy: Just horrifying footage. We can tell you that doctors expect Evan Black to be out of action for the next couple weeks, which is really unfortunate. We can also tell you that PWA security escorted Solomon out of the building immediately following the incident, and Justin Schenck has levied another heavy fine on the two-time PWA Champion. And we’ve also been told that Solomon is on “thin ice” with our creative director, and one additional incident could lead to a suspension.

Buckingham: Well, with the mood Solomon is in, I don’t know why ANYONE would want to interact with him in any way right now.

Troy: Neither do I. But folks, let’s give you the rundown of what else you have to look forward to tonight, starting with this match! It’s Scythe against GI Jew, and it’s kicking us off! Let’s get down to ringside!

***

With that, Linkin Park’s “With You” thumps onto the speakers and the Toronto crowd gets right on its feet to start the evening, giving a thunderous ovation to the Modern-Day Samurai Scythe!

Troy: Justin Schenck picked up on the tension-filled staredown last week between Scythe and GI Jew, two men who have never cared for one another, and signed this match for tonight, which should be a doozy!

Buckingham: You know else will be a doozy? When, later tonight, Anthony Failla, Chase Stone, and Hollywood Mike Griffin team up to meet three members of SIN in a six-man tag team bout!

Troy: That bout was signed by the NOW Network after persuasion by SIN, and can you believe this? SIN doesn’t even have to announce which three members will be competing until it’s time for the match. Unbelievable.

Buckingham: You know what else is unbelievable? The Progressive Championship match. Last week, Juan Pablo Alvarez earned an opportunity to challenge for the title fair and square, but because Saif al Abbad’s championship match against Matthew Magellan never got off the ground, Justin Schenck has made tonight’s Progressive title bout a triple threat match between Magellan, Alvarez, and Saif. What crap!

Troy: I think it’s completely justified, Randall, just like Jaguar’s gift to Texas Justice, which is their title defense tonight in a fatal fourway match against Paul Dawkins & Renegade, Synergy, and Jon Dulberg & Kerry Cox!

Buckingham: Also, we’ve got two big matches from the women’s division. Alexis Duval gets her return match against Zina for the Women’s Championship, and Keiko Ishida meets Kemi Okoro in a rematch from two weeks ago.

Troy: And PWA Hall of Famer Mike Tortorici is in the building! One of the greatest CAW and PWA stars of all time, Tortorici is here in Canada – a place where he cut his teeth prior to joining CAW – to promote his forthcoming autobiography. He was with us last night at our live event in Ottawa, and he’s here again tonight.

Buckingham: Who cares? The man retired seven years ago. Can’t we talk about people who are actually relevant?

Troy: The man is a Hall of Famer, and we’re THRILLED to have him back in the fold tonight!

Buckingham: Speak for yourself.

As Scythe settles himself in the ring, “War is the Answer” by Five Finger Death Punch blasts onto the speakers and a decidedly mixed reaction is given to GI Jew as he rides his Chopper to the ring. At length, Jew parks the Chopper and enters the ring, getting right in Scythe’s face. The Modern-Day Samurai chooses not to reply to Jew’s continued trash-talking as referee Matt Hansen calls for the bell.

SCYTHE VS. GI JEW
Referee: Matt Hansen
As soon as the bell sounds, however, Scythe springs into action, downing Jew with a thunderous double knife-edge chop! Then, when Jew pops back to a vertical base, Scythe downs him with a deep armdrag! Jew rises again, only to be taken down with another deep armdrag, and then another, before Scythe unleashes a dropkick that sends Jew rolling to the outside of the ring!

Troy: What a fast start for Scythe!

Buckingham: It’s early!

Jew slams his hands on the ring apron from the outside in frustration, but quickly collects himself and heads back inside. Scythe looks for another lockup, but Jew responds with a clubbing forearm that downs him hard. GI Jew then takes the match to a very physical place, stomping away on Scythe viciously before lifting him up, whipping him into the corner, and crushing him with a hard clothesline. Jew then follows that up with several repeated shoulders to the midsection, wounding the Modern-Day Samurai.

With Scythe momentarily incapacitated in the corner, Jew charges at him, but Scythe leaps over him and turns it into a sunset flip pinning combination! One, two, and Jew gets a shoulder up. Jew then sits up, but Scythe takes him right back down with a shining wizard! From there, Scythe climbs to the top rope and, as Jew gets to his feet, leaps forth with a diving cross body, connecting with authority! Scythe hooks the leg, turning it into a pin! One, two, th-NO! Jew gets a shoulder up!

Troy: GI Jew is in trouble here! Scythe has him on the ropes!

Jew is slow to his feet, but as he rises, Scythe waits for him, looking to polish him off with the Flying Dragon! However, once Jew rises, Scythe grabs him, but Jew battles out of it, creating enough separation to boot Scythe in the gut and clobber him with a thunderous piledriver. Jew covers… one, two, and Scythe kicks out!

With Scythe down, Jew looks to take advantage of the opportunity, moving across the ring to set up for The Gore.

Buckingham: Here we go! It’s Gore time! If Jew hits this, Scythe is history!

Slowly, Scythe reaches a vertical base, and when he does, Jew unleashes The Gore… but Scythe is able to sidestep him, causing Jew to crash into the turnbuckles! Jew then staggers backward, but the Modern-Day Samurai turns him around and downs him with a furious double chop! Then, with Jew struggling to reach a vertical base, Scythe signals again for the Flying Dragon!

Troy: Here it comes! Flying Dragon! This time Scythe is gonna—wait just a minute!

Suddenly, The Miracle Mike Troha and the Standard Sleaze Don Cerrone hit the ring, with Troha violently clubbing Scythe down from behind. As Troha and Cerrone then stomp Scythe ferociously, referee Matt Hansen realizes he has no choice and calls for the bell.
WINNER VIA DISQUALIFICATION AT 5:19 – SCYTHE

Troha and Cerrone continue their number on Scythe, kicking and stomping him into oblivion as the Toronto crowd boos loudly. However, moments later, the boos turn to cheers as the Human Highlight Jon Dulberg and the Hardcore Icon Kerry Cox rush down the aisle and into the ring! Seeing them coming, Troha and Cerrone quickly exit the ring and escape through the crowd, wanting no part of a fight with Dulberg and Cox.

The two check on Scythe, but notice GI Jew nearly to his feet. Dulberg and Cox then look at each other and nod, knowing what needs to be done. Dulberg rushes over to Jew and nails him with the Walk-Off just as he rises, eliciting a huge ovation from the Toronto crowd! Then, the two help him to his feet, only for Cox to down him with the Coxsucker DDT!

Buckingham: Oh come on! This is absolutely ridiculous!

With Scythe now up, Dulberg and Cox raise his arms in victory as “With You” replays. The trio celebrates in the ring as GI Jew comes to and furiously heads to the back.

Troy: Folks, we have a huge night of action ahead and we’re just getting started! We’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

In the parking lot, we see a limousine pull into view. At length, the door swings open and members of Strength In Numbers emerge. First, we see Vulture, Morgan Day, and Greg Tantalus exit, followed by Markus Krieg. New PWA International Champion John Wolfe, Alexis Duval, and Chris Duval follow, but once seemingly every member of SIN has exited, we see another person emerge: James Biamonte. With Biamonte in tow, the group walks into the arena, strolling through the backstage area in search of their dressing room.

However, on their way, the group finds themselves in the presence of PWA Hall of Famer and tonight’s special guest, Mike Tortorici. Vulture locks eyes with Tortorici, one of his greatest rivals, and instructs SIN to go along without him.

Vulture: Well, well. Been a long time, hasn’t it?

Tortorici: You might say not long enough.

Vulture: You look well. Stay out of my business or that will be fleeting.

Tortorici: Look, I’m just here to promote my autobiography, which hits stores next Friday. But if you wanna go, I still have some gas in the tank.

Vulture: In case you’ve forgotten in your old age, the last time we went, I ended your career. So save your gas for your La-Z-Boy. I have bigger fish to fry.

Vulture then walks off in search of his SIN teammates.

Tortorici: That’s what I thought.

***

Mike Tortorici, however, has lingered in one spot too along, allowing intrepid backstage reporter Scott Cornelius to catch up to him.

Cornelius: Mike Tortorici! Welcome to The Rebirth!

Tortorici: Hello there, Scott. What can I do ya for?

Cornelius: I understand that in just a little bit, you’re going to head out to the ring to address the fans and promote your autobiography, My Story: The Life and Career of Mike Tortorici, which goes on sale next Friday. I won’t steal your thunder there, but I wanted to get your take on how today’s PWA compares to the PWA of your day.

Tortorici: Has it been that long that there’s a PWA of my day? I suppose it has. Though really, has all that much changed with Jason Calysto holding the world championship and Vulture set to challenge for the title at Everlasting Epic? I’ve wrestled those guys about a thousand times each. But I think those guys are more the exception than the rule. Since the start of The Rebirth, I’ve seen a LOT of impressive things around here. Guys like Jaguar and my buddy Scythe are still going strong, Dan Crowley and Showtime Damon Savage have made tremendous strides and have been really, really impressive. And Anthony Failla. Man, oh man. What a complete turnaround. That guy is FINALLY fulfilling his potential.  And then there’s all this new blood. I’m SO impressed with guys like Chase Stone and, in the cruiserweight division, Saif al Abbad. But to me, the future of this company is Evan Black. That guy has everything. He has the It-factor. I really see big, big things for him. Quite frankly, I’m bummed that he isn’t here tonight because I was really looking forward to meeting him.

Cornelius: It was incredibly unfortunate what happened to him this past Saturday night.

Tortorici: Well, he’s in a war with Solomon, who is still every bit the bully he was when I was winding down my career here, but I certainly wish Evan Black the best of luck and a speedy recovery.

Cornelius: Thanks for the time, Mike. Looking forward to seeing you out there later.

Tortorici: Thanks Scott.

With that, Tortorici walks off and we head to commercial.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “Map of the Problematique” by Muse hits the speakers and Paul Epton walks out to the ring, a serious expression on his face. As he enters the squared circle, Epton grabs a microphone from the ring announcer.

Epton: A lot of you may be wondering why I’m out here right now. Well, for one, I am sick and tired of Fenix Clarke and Emily Walker meddling in my matches and my affairs and I want to set the record straight… on everything.

A number of years ago, when myself and my former tag team partner John Wolfe were learning how to wrestle, we received training at an elite professional wrestling academy in England run by a man named Desmond. Desmond had a lovely daughter, as bright and strong-willed as she was beautiful and he was teaching her how to run his business. His daughter was Emily Walker, and I must admit, Ms. Walker and I developed quite the romance. We were inseparable during my time at the academy. But as Wolfe and I gained more skill, we began taking bookings all over Europe to raise our profile. Emily, of course, remained tied to the academy. Now, we tried to make a long distance relationship work, but I also noticed a change in my fair Emily. She was growing colder and more aloof, only focused on the business of wrestling.

Of course, right at the point when our relationship was at its breaking point, Wolfe and I were offered PWA contracts. This was the opportunity of a lifetime, and as sad as it was to leave Emily, I knew the relationship wouldn’t last. I left Emily and headed for the States, and to this day, I can honestly say that regret… is not something I feel in the least for what happened. In fact, given the way Emily Walker and her pet, Fenix Clarke, have acted towards me, it just further supports my realization that leaving Emily was the best thing I could ever have done for my life and my career!

Suddenly “Betrayal” by Lita Ford blasts onto the speakers and the fans boo as Fenix Clarke makes his way to the ring, with Emily Walker draped on his arm. Emily climbs the steel steps and enters the ring, grabbing the mic out of Epton’s hand.

Emily: Why don’t you stop lying to your fans? Tell them the REAL story. There was nothing wrong with us. What we had was pure and beautiful. But you had a golden opportunity to join the PWA and you took it, rather than stay in England with me. Well, lucky for you, I found someone who is more of a man than you’ll ever be. When Fenix came to our academy from Australia, he didn’t have a pound to his name. He was so sweet and helpless. I took him in and I showed him how to become a great wrestler. Over time, we fell for each other, and Fenix was able to fill the void you left in my heart when you left me. I know you think I’m here just to make you pay for all the hurt you caused me. But actually, there are a few things I want from you.

First, I want an apology for leaving me the way you did. I think it’s only fair. Second: I want you to understand just how much better than you Fenix Clarke is. He is a REAL man, in every capacity, not just in the ring. He loves and respects me, and he would NEVER treat me the way you did. Once you’ve processed my first two requests, then I’ll give you this third one to chew on: join us.

Paul, when you and I were together, we were a great team. If you join forces with Fenix Clarke, the two of you could form a tag team with me at the helm, and it would be unstoppable. So, Paul, sweetheart, what do you say?

Emily hands the microphone back to Epton, who can barely contain his laughter.

Epton: You’re rich, you know that? If you honestly think I would ever align myself with you two, especially after what you’ve done to me this season, you’re crazier than I thought. Oh, and as for your apology, chew on this: No way in hell.

Fenix Clarke lunges at Epton, ready to take a swing, but Emily grabs his hand and tells him to stand down. She then turns back to Epton, gives him a very plastic smile, and mouths the words “suit yourself” as she gently grabs Fenix’s hand and leads him out of the ring and backstage. Epton stares at them quizzically as we head to break.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back at ringside, “The Stone Monkey” by Kazu Matsui hits the speakers and the Toronto crowd boos loudly as Keiko Ishida makes her way to the ring. The three-time former Women’s Champion appears to be in an especially foul mood as she enters the ring and awaits the arrival of her opposition.

Moments later, “Baai” by Abdel Gadir Salim and Emmanuel Jal hits and the fans give it up for Kemi Okoro! Kemi wastes little time hitting the ring and going right after her rival as the bell sounds!

Troy: Kemi isn’t wasting a second here!

Buckingham: She’s probably anxious to show the world her win two weeks ago wasn’t a complete fluke. Too bad it was!

Troy: Let’s just watch the match, shall we?!

KEMI OKORO VS. KEIKO ISHIDA
Referee: Dan Martin
Kemi keeps Keiko off base with repeated elbows to the jaw, creating enough separation to whip her against the ropes and down her with a hard back body drop upon her return! Keiko pops back to her feet, but Kemi is there to run and clothesline her over the top and to the arena floor! Then, getting a running start, Kemi leaps over the top rope, twisting in midair and taking out the slowly rising Ishida on the outside!

Troy: Kemi has no qualms about putting her body on the line!

Buckingham: That oughta be illegal, Troy! There’s no place for that!

Both Kemi and Keiko are slow to their feet on the outside, but both ultimately make it back inside the ring before referee Dan Martin reaches a 10-count. Trying to capitalize on the situation, Kemi perches Keiko on the top rope and climbs up after her, looking for a superplex. However, Keiko blocks the attempt, countering with a front suplex that sends Okoro back down to the mat. Then, when Kemi rises, Keiko leaps forward with a missile dropkick, taking her down hard. Keiko covers… one, two, and Kemi gets a shoulder up!

Slowly, Kemi gets back to her feet, and Keiko looks to press the advantage. With Okoro prone, Keiko attempts to land her Gyaku Gorichin guillotine, but Kemi slips out just before impact and instead counters with a sleeper slam! Ishida then gets to her feet slowly, but Kemi nails her with a legdrop bulldog! Kemi covers… one, two, and Keiko gets the shoulder up.

Then, with Keiko in position, Kemi climbs to the top rope, looking for the Igbo Bomb!

Troy: Kemi is gonna fly! If she lands this, Keiko is gonna have to accept that Kemi is the better woman!

Buckingham: Shut up, Troy! Let’s just watch the match!

Okoro reaches the top and leaps forth with the move, but Keiko moves out of the way. However, rather than crash-land, Kemi adjusts in midair, turning it into a forward roll. Okoro is off balance when she rises, however, and Ishida uses that opportunity to rush forward and attempt her Oshimai running STO finisher… but Kemi sidesteps her, drops to the mat, and tries to pull Keiko into a sunset flip pinning combination! However, Keiko maintains her balance, hooking Kemi’s left leg and putting her into a pinning predicament of her own! The referee counts one, Keiko grabs onto the middle rope for additional leverage behind the referee’s back, two, three.

Troy: Oh come on! Her hands were all over the ropes!

Buckingham: Keiko wins! Keiko wins! I told you!

Troy: What a cheap win!

Buckingham: A win is a win, Troy!

The Toronto crowd boos loudly as “The Stone Monkey” replays and Keiko Ishida quickly slips out of the ring and retreats to the back, arms raised in victory. In the ring, a furious Kemi Okoro pops to her feet and begins pleading her case to no avail. Keiko then pauses at the curtain, turning back to Keiko and taunting her, only serving to raise Kemi’s ire as we head to break.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 4:16 – KEIKO ISHIDA

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from commercial, “Perfect Strangers” by Deep Purple blasts onto the speakers and the Toronto crowd gives a warm ovation to PWA Hall of Famer Mike Tortorici, who walks to the ring carrying a copy of his autobiography. Soaking in the adulation of the crowd, Tortorici grabs a microphone, enters the ring, and begins to speak.

Tortorici: Thank you so much! You know, it’s been a long, long time since I’ve set foot in a PWA ring, and I really can’t think of a better place to do it than here in Canada. Though I’m a New York native, I got the first big break of my career in Montreal, and had a great run throughout this great country, including a ton of great memories right here in Toronto. Of course, I went on to become the face of CAW, and then later capped off my career with a run here in the PWA that reached its apex right here in this country, when I defeated Mike Griffin for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship in Montreal. So I really couldn’t think of a more appropriate time to come out here on The Rebirth and tell you all about My Story: The Life and Career of Mike Tortorici, which hits stores next Friday. I’m not the kind of person to shamelessly self-promote, but I really take a raw and honest look at my career and my place in history, and I think all of you would really enjoy—

Suddenly, “Hear Me” by Darkseed cuts Tortorici off and the Toronto crowd grows silent as the Alaskan Monster Solomon begins stalking his way to the ring.

Troy: Oh no. What the hell is Solomon doing out here?!

Buckingham: I don’t know, but I’d advise Tortorici to run!

Tortorici stands his ground as Solomon rips a microphone away from the timekeeper and steps into the ring, getting right in his face.

Solomon: First of all, Tortorici, no one cares about your book. No one cares about you anymore, period. You’re irrelevant. And judging by your comments earlier, you’re extremely out of touch.

Tortorici: My comments earlier?

Solomon: Don’t play dumb with me, fossil. I clearly heard you declare that Evan Black is the future of this business. I suppose full-on dementia has already set in with you, because that is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my life.

Tortorici: Is there a point to this?

Solomon: There is. Since I’m a benevolent man, I’m going to give you one opportunity to take back what you said and instead declare that the past, present, future of this business and the most dominant competitor to ever set foot in a PWA ring is none other than me, the Alaskan Monster Solomon.

Tortorici: Is that all?

Solomon: That, and you can also tell the world that Evan Black is an overrated nobody who we’ll never, ever see again, if he knows what’s good for him.

Tortorici: Well Solomon, there’s just one thing that I’m having some difficulty with here. How am I supposed to tell people that you’re better than Evan Black, when the world saw him pin you one, two, three, right in the middle of that ring last week?

The fans cheer this wildly, but Solomon falls into a rage and begins screaming at the Hall of Famer.

Solomon: Say I’m the best and Black is a nobody! Say he’s an insignificant speck and I rule the world! Say it!

Tortorici: Fine, I’ll say it. Solomon… you are… a LOSER!

Incensed beyond belief, Solomon ignores the cheering crowd and takes a swing at the Hall of Famer, but Tortorici blocks it and unleashes a right hand of his own! Tortorici pounds Solomon back to the ropes and whips him off them, clubbing Solomon with a big boot upon his return! Solomon is dazed, and Tortorici takes the opportunity to attempt his famed Crucifix Powerbomb… but Solomon breaks out and, with a loud growl, takes Tortorici down with a vicious clothesline!

With Tortorici now grounded, Solomon goes to work, pummeling the legend. The Alaskan Monster unloads on Tortorici with vicious lefts and rights before lifting him up over his head and gorilla press slamming him over the top rope and down to the arena floor!

On the outside, Solomon grabs Tortorici, smashes his head into the guardrail viciously and repeatedly, splitting him open. He then lifts him up and drops him throat-first across the rail!

Troy: Ok, this is enough! You’ve proven your point, Solomon!

Buckingham: This is my favorite part of the show so far!

Numerous officials head down the aisle, trying to stop Solomon’s deadly assault before it gets any worse. However, after flooring repeated officials with right hands, Solomon lifts Tortorici and powerbombs him spine-first onto the steel steps!

Troy: My God! Somebody make this stop!

More officials pour out from the back, and Solomon does away with them too, giving him an opening for his final act: lifting Tortorici up and nailing him with the Deep Freeze right into the ringpost! Tortorici hits the post hip-first, and then crashes down with his face smacking against the steel steps!

By now, vociferous boos are raining down on the Alaskan Monster, who responds with maniacal laughter. Now, creative director Justin Schenck rushes out from the back alongside a full security detail, which apprehends Solomon and escorts him away. Schenck screams at the defiant and unstable monster as EMTs rush out to tend to Tortorici and we head to break.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we are taken to our commentators, Victor Troy and Randall Buckingham.

Troy: Folks, before the break, we witnessed what I believe to be one of the most heinous attacks we’ve EVER seen here in the PWA. Hall of Famer Mike Tortorici was here to promote his autobiography when he was brutally assaulted by the Alaskan Monster Solomon. He was busted open, his throat dropped onto the guardrail, powerbombed onto steel steps, and Deep Freezed into the ringpost. It was, in a word… disturbing.

Buckingham: Oh please! Tortorici was begging for it, the way he talked back to Solomon!

Troy: This isn’t even a joking matter, Randall. Mike Tortorici is hurt, and hurt bad. During the break, the EMTs loaded the Hall of Famer into an ambulance and we truly hope the legend enjoys a speedy recovery.

Buckingham: But that’s not all.

Troy: No, it’s not. We’ve also been told that Justin Schenck, who is understandably LIVID at what just happened, has suspended Solomon for an undetermined amount of time and ejected him from the building. We will certainly do our best to keep you posted on this situation. But for now, let’s get back to the ring. The Tag Team Championship is about to be decided.

Referee Jose Soares is inside the squared circle as “You Don't Know” by Eminem and 50 Cent hits the speakers and the Toronto crowd cheers loudly at the arrival of Paul Dawkins and Renegade.

Buckingham: The titles are indeed on the line, but they’re about to be defended under protest, if you ask me.

Troy: Under protest? Texas Justice attacked Jaguar violently and threw him through a car window two weeks ago. That should be a criminal offense, Randall. And as we heard from Jaguar via satellite last week, this match was made as a favor to Jaguar in exchange for him not pressing charges against the tag champs.

Buckingham: Some favor. He just wants to cost Texas Justice the Tag Team Championship, and the money that comes with it, by throwing as many teams at them as possible, in a match where they don't even have to be pinned to lose! He can't do it himself, so he's got six guys lined up to take them down tonight. I'd file the protest myself!

Troy: Protest or not, the champs will have their hands full in this one.

Dawkins and Renegade are inside the ring, stretching out against the ropes to loosen up, as “Welcome Home” by Coheed and Cambria hits, prompting the crowd to continue cheering as Jon Dulberg and Kerry Cox march out from the curtain towards the ring.

Troy: Here come Dulberg and Cox, and this is the wildcard team in the match to me. Dulberg is a two-time tag champion and Cox is looking for his first tonight.

Buckingham: We'll see if they can stay focused enough to make that happen. They have had their problems with GI Jew lately, and we saw that earlier, as they stuck their collective noses where they didn't belong. They had no business attacking him when he wasn’t ready after that match with Scythe!

Troy: And he had no business Goring them backstage last week either!

As they enter the ring and pose for the crowd, “More Human Than Human” by White Zombie takes over and Darrin Giles and The Omega arrive to a showering of boos. The collective Synergy unit looks focused yet wary as they approach the ring with two teams that despise them waiting. They opt to wait on the outside as “Mouth For War” by Pantera explodes through the speakers, and immense boos create an unwelcoming environment for Texas Justice as they emerge through the curtain.

Troy: Here come the champions, and they do not appear comfortable at all as they approach the ring.

Buckingham: Would you be? Six different guys want to take their titles right now, and they don't even have to be beaten to lose them! The only solace they have is that Jaguar won’t be here. The guy can't even fly, according to his doctors, so out of sight and out of mind for that. They need to focus on this match and get the job done.

Maddox Tate and Pitbull hand their belts off to the official as ring announcer Lee Palmer begins the introductions.

Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is a fatal fourway match, scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA Tag Team Championship!

Introducing first, the challengers: first, at a total combined weight of 477 pounds, the team of RENNNNNNEGAAAAAAAAADE and PAULLLLLLLLLL DAWWWWWWWWWKINNNNNNNS!

Next, representing SYNNNNNERGY, at a total combined weight of 445 pounds, the team of THEEEEE OOOOOOMEGGGGAAAAA and DARRRRINNNNN GIIIIIILLLLLLLES!

At a total combined weight of 474 pounds, the team of THE HUMANNNNN HIIIIIIIIGHLIGHT JONNNNNN DULLLLLLLLLLLLBERG and THE HARDCOOOOORE IIIIICONNNNN KERRRYYYYYYYYYY COX!

And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 440 pounds, they are the PWA Tag Team Champions… the team of MADDDDDOXXX TATE and PIIIIIITBULLLLLL… TEXAAAAAAAS JUUUUUUUSTIIIICE!

With the introductions complete, Jon Dulberg opts to start the match against his former partner and friend, The Omega.

PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP – FOUR CORNERS MATCH:
TEXAS JUSTICE (champions) VS. PAUL DAWKINS & RENEGADE (challengers) VS. SYNERGY (challengers) VS. JON DULBERG & KERRY COX (challengers)
Referee: Jose Soares
As the bell sounds, the two waste no time, tearing into one another with a flurry of fists. Dulberg strings three together, taking the advantage before shooting The Omega to the ropes and flooring him with a back elbow. Apparently not wanting to do the heavy lifting himself, The Omega reaches up and tags Renegade into the contest.

Troy: In comes Renegade, and as you've stated earlier, if Renegade pins Dulberg or vice versa here, we would have new champions. Would you be worried if you were Texas Justice right now? Neither has been in the match yet.

Buckingham: Honestly, I would be a little bit. A quick pin from anyone else and it’s over.

The two lock up, and Dulberg quickly shows his technical expertise with a go-behind into a take down. He clamps on a front facelock, but Renegade powers up to a slightly vertical base before following with an impressive northern lights suplex. He holds it into a cover for one, two, and it is broken up by Pitbull!

An angry Renegade charges at the Texas Justice corner but is held back by referee Soares as Darrin Giles tags Dulberg to enter the match. The sneaky Giles tries a rollup, but Renegade rolls right through and pops up to nearly take his head off with a clothesline! Giles hits the deck, but the momentum carries Renegade right towards the Texas Justice corner, where Tate tags into the match for the first time.

As Renegade argues with the official, Tate rushes into the ring and goes after Giles with clubbing blows to the head. A dizzied Giles is lifted up and whipped into the ropes, where Kerry Cox slaps him in the back. The momentum continues, and Giles is planted by a Tate sidewalk slam! He covers, but there is no count, as Soares mentions he is not the legal man. Tate gets up to argue, but before he can do so, Cox spins him around, kicks him in the gut, and spikes him with the Coxsucker DDT!

Troy: Kerry hit the DDT! Cover that man!

Buckingham: Kick out, Maddox!

Cox hooks the leg and covers… one, two, and The Omega rushes in to break it up! Dawkins charges into the ring as well and connects with a big boot that sends him reeling backwards through the ropes to the arena floor. As The Omega tumbles to the outside and Giles rushes to his aid, Renegade soars through the ropes to land a suicide dive that takes them both down!

Dawkins exits the ring to assist in battling against the Synergy team that has tormented them for the past few weeks, leaving Texas Justice against Cox and Dulberg on the inside. Soares exits the ring to settle things down, but on the inside, Cox and Dulberg double team Pitbull while his partner is still down and out. They shoot Pitbull to the ropes, and he attempts a double clothesline that is successful in putting down Cox but Cox alone, as Dulberg creams him with the Walk-Off! With the Tag Titles in sight, Dulberg pops back up before being drilled by a Gore from GI Jew!

Buckingham: Gore! From out of nowhere!

Troy: Where the hell did GI Jew come from?!

Buckingham: I’d guess the aforementioned “nowhere,” Troy, but he absolutely destroyed Jon Dulberg with that Gore. Serves him right for getting involved earlier!

Jew reaches his feet, but is hit from behind and knocked out of the ring by Cox. By this time, Tate is standing and hooks Cox up into the air before snapping him down violently with the Backfire! He covers while Pitbull gets Soares’ attention… one, two, three! “Mouth for War” replays as Tate and Pitbull are announced the winners. 

Buckingham: They did it, Troy! I told you! This team always finds a way to get it done!

Troy: They got by through the skin of their teeth tonight, and they have GI Jew to thank!

As Dawkins, Renegade, and Synergy realize they have lost, their brawl intensifies as they head to the backstage area. Dulberg and Cox are down outside the ring as the champions hold their belts high for all to see.
WINNERS AT 7:04 AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS – TEXAS JUSTICE

As they do so, Tate and Pitbull notice a commotion within the crowd, and vociferous cheers erupt as we find Jaguar approaching the ring in street clothes, a baseball bat in hand! 

Troy: That’s Jaguar, and he's coming in through the crowd!

Buckingham: What the hell?! How did he get here?! 

Texas Justice sees him coming as he hops the barricade, and they try to take off in the opposite direction, but the former PWA Champion is hot on their heels! He follows in pursuit as Tate and Pitbull circle around the ring, and Jaguar takes a swing at Tate’s head, but it misses and the bat connects with the steel ring post! 

Shockwaves are sent through the Floridian's hands as the bat drops to the ground, and Texas Justice opts to fight another day rather than trade blows with the man they brutally attacked two weeks ago. Jaguar shakes off the vibration to give chase, but the champs retreat up the aisle until three D-Bombs whistle down and explode upon impact! “I’m Back” by T.I. then blasts through the speakers and the roof is blown off the Air Canada Centre as Romeo himself bursts through the curtain!

Troy: Oh my God! Romeo is here! Both Hot Boy$ are here, and Texas Justice looks like they have seen ghosts!

Buckingham: How did they even get here?! He can't fly!

Troy: We're in Canada, Randall! Technically, Jaguar didn’t have to fly, and it’s payback time now!

With the music blaring, the multi-time Tag Team Champions blitz the current ones, with Romeo taking down Pitbull and Jaguar clubbing away on Tate! Scores of PWA officials flood the scene, trying to break things up as a violent battle rages between the four men.

Buckingham: What does this even mean?! Romeo has music and his pyro?! Are the Hot Boy$ officially back?!

Troy: I have no idea, but hopefully we can get some order restored out here! We’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we see Rich Revis walking down a backstage hallway, headed for the catering area. Coming from the opposite direction is Chris Duval, unaccompanied by his SIN teammates. Duval stops Revis, who is at first defensive, but Duval tries to calm his nerves.

Duval: Hey man, take it easy. It’s just me right now. Relax. You don’t have to be concerned about any ambush or anything like this. Listen, I just wanted to say that I was really impressed with the way you battled in our dark match earlier tonight and I wanted to congratulate you on your win. You earned it, and I respect you.

Revis: Thanks. You were pretty good yourself.

Duval: I appreciate that, especially coming from such a seasoned veteran like you. But that brings me to the point behind all of this. I know you were a part of the original SIN, and it got me thinkin’ that we could really use a guy like you on our side.

Revis: Look Chris, I came back into this company to reinvent my image and really get back into wrestling at its purest. I have always been a part of some group, so doing things on any terms other than my own just isn’t appealing to me right now.

Duval: Lone wolf mentality? I get it. Well listen, the offer still stands. You don’t have to accept right now, but if you do change your mind, our doors are always open to a guy like you.

Duval slaps Revis on the shoulder as he walks past him, headed for his dressing room. Revis stares back at him expressionless as the shot fades.

***

Back at ringside, “Demons” by Aria hits the speakers and Zina makes her way to the ring to a medley of boos mixed with a growing number of cheers. She enters the squared circle and awaits her opponent. 

Troy: Alright, it’s time for our Women’s Championship rematch!

Buckingham: You know what, Troy? I feel pretty good about Alexis’ chances tonight!

Moments later, “No More Sorrow” by Linkin Park blares onto the sound system and we see Alexis Duval, accompanied by Morgan Day, appear on the stage. Alexis is wearing a black sequined tank top and dark skinny blue jeans tucked into a pair of platform high heeled boots. Alternatively, Morgan appears to be the one ready to bring the fight to Zina, as she is wearing the black and red version of her ring attire. Alexis does have a microphone, however, and quickly begins speaking.

Alexis: I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m not dressed to compete against you tonight, Zina. Well, simply put, I’ve decided to forfeit my rematch for the title with you. Instead, I graciously passed off my rematch to my very capable stepmom, three-time Women’s Champion Morgan Day. And Zina, she will be competing with you for the title… RIGHT NOW!

Troy: What?!

Buckingham: I like it! I like it a lot!

Morgan and Alexis begin their journey to the ring, but get only about halfway before creative director Justin Schenck’s image appears on the Jumbotron.

Schenck: No way! Ladies, you are NOT pulling this crap with me tonight! Alexis, if you want to forfeit your rematch, then I’m not going to stop you, as stupid a decision as that may be. But don’t even think that you are going to have Morgan Day come in and try to do what, quite frankly, you couldn’t possibly do on your own. The only person who is able to transfer one wrestler’s rematch to another wrestler is me, and that has to be for a well-documented medical reason. And how dare you have the gumption to think you could pull a scheme like this right under my nose! Typical SIN!

Anyway, I’m cancelling the rematch tonight, so Zina, you are off the hook. Instead, what I am going to do is this: Next week, there will be a battle royal featuring the six remaining women in the division, and the winner of that battle royal will go on to face Zina at Everlasting Epic for the Women’s  Championship!

The Toronto crowd loudly cheers for this news, but Morgan and Alexis are seething.

Alexis: You can’t do this to us! This isn’t fair! I deserve my rematch!

Schenck: Well, then win the battle royal. Goodnight, ladies.

Moving now to Plan B, Alexis and Morgan look at each other and turn around to charge the ring, but when they do, Zina is waiting at the end of the ramp, steel chair in tow!

Zina cocks the chair back and swings with all her might, connecting with the flank of Alexis Duval with a sickening smack that echoes throughout the arena! As Alexis crumbles to the ground, Zina turns her attention to Morgan who, anticipating that the attack is now headed her way, quickly runs past the Women’s Champion to the side of the ring. Zina, however, follows in hot pursuit. 

Morgan climbs the steel stairs and, as Zina follows with chair in hand, Morgan is able to catch Zina off guard with a roundhouse kick to the ribs that sends Zina crashing onto the steps. The chair no longer in Zina’s strong Russian grasp, Morgan swiftly picks up the chair and smacks Zina across her lower back several times, slowly incapacitating her. As Zina hobbles off the steps, Morgan connects a fourth and a fifth time with Zina’s spine until the champion falls helplessly onto the announce table.

Buckingham: Hey ladies, no need to bring the action to our table! We already have front row seats!

Alexis Duval, having shaken off the chair shot, now joins Morgan Day by the announce table. Morgan ceremoniously hands Alexis the chair which she uses to inflict further injury onto the knees and torso of Zina.

Troy: Alexis and Morgan are absolutely destroying Zina’s body with this steel chair. I don’t see how Zina is going to get out of this one!

As Alexis continues her assault with the chair, we see Morgan Day pull a 15-foot ladder out from underneath the ring apron. Day strategically positions the ladder over by the announce table and begins her ascent. At this point, Alexis has done so much damage to Zina that she lies motionless on the table, groaning unintelligibly in Russian. Then, when Morgan reaches the top, we see her turn around so that her back is facing the announce table. Troy and Buckingham leave their seats and scamper as far as their headsets will take them.

Troy: Oh my god! Is she going for a moonsault?! How is she going to land this from 15 feet in the air?!

Buckingham: She’s either going to kill herself or Zina in the process! Maybe both!

The entire arena gasps in horror as they watch Morgan Day execute a moonsault from the top of the ladder and come crashing down with sickening impact onto the lifeless body of Zina! The announce table crashes beneath the two women from the sheer force of the impact.  EMTs immediately rush the scene as we see Morgan Day crawl out of the rubble, leaving a completely decimated Zina in her wake.

Troy: My God! Our table is completely destroyed, and these ladies might be as well!

Buckingham: What is going on tonight?!

Troy: Ladies and gentlemen, what we have just witnessed is absolutely horrifying and a true testament to the fact that the Morgan Day we once knew and loved is dead and gone, replaced by a ruthless woman who will stop at nothing to remind Zina that she is the top woman in the PWA! I just hope everyone is ok! Folks, we’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

After the break, we are taken to the backstage area where reporter Traci Reed is standing with Juan Pablo Alvarez.

Traci: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to The Rebirth. Just before the break, we saw Morgan Day moonsault off a 15-foot ladder, right through Zina, who was set up on the announce table. I can report that both women are battered and bruised, but appear to have escaped major injury, at least at this early juncture. We will keep you posted on any further developments.

But, the show must go on, and on it goes indeed. With me at this time is Juan Pablo Alvarez, who later tonight will challenge for the Progressive Championship. Mr. Alvarez, as we all know by now, Mr. Schenck has turned your one-on-one Progressive Championship match against the current champion Matthew Magellan into a triple treat match with the addition of Saif al Abbad, this of course due to Saif’s prior title opportunities being marred by outside interference. What are your thoughts going into this match, knowing it is now a triple threat bout rather you against Magellan, one-on-one?

Alvarez: Traci, don’t even remind me of the latest injustice I have been dealt since coming into this company. In my first night on the job, I was forced to defend my honor and my father’s mask against Asai Moon, and I lost both, dishonoring both my family and country. But I didn’t give in. Instead, I have fought my way to the top and earned an opportunity to compete one-on-one for the Progressive Championship. Now, was I responsible for Saif’s recent misfortune? NO! So why do I have to suffer the consequences? I think that since the moment I stepped foot in this company, Mr. Justin Schenck… he has disliked me. And, I may be wrong, but in my opinion… that man does not like Mexicans.

At this moment, Asai Moon comes walking onto the scene and interjects.

Moon: You know, Alvarez, you can complain all you want, but as far as I remember, when we had that first match together, my mask was also on the line. But unlike you, I made the best of a bad situation. There are people that just go through life complaining about everything and think they are always the victim. They believe everyone is trying to be unfair to them. That’s the kind of man you are. Now me, well, I recognize that things don’t always go as planned or seem fair in life, but I try to make the best of every situation. If I do that, then eventually I will succeed and claim the Progressive Championship you whine about for myself.

Alvarez: How dare you interrupt MY interview! Usted es un hijo de puta! Y tiene columna vertebral tanto como una sepia! One thing you are wrong about, young Asai Moon, is that there will be no eventual success for you. Tonight, I will walk away the new Progressive Champion, and I promise you, it is a feat you will NEVER duplicate!

Alvarez laughs at Asai and pushes past him down the hall as the shot fades.

***

Back from break, “Parabola” by TOOL is blaring over the speakers and Hollywood Mike Griffin is standing in the ring, ready for competition.

Moments later, “Amazing” by Kanye West fills the speakers and the fans give a loud ovation to Chase Stone! Though Stone walks to the ring with his right arm raised as usual, his demeanor is different.

Troy: It looks like Chase Stone has replaced some of that swagger with rage tonight.

Buckingham: I can’t imagine he’s too thrilled about the way he lost the International Championship last week. But I say kudos to SIN, particularly to John Wolfe and Alexis Duval, on coming up with a great game plan and executing it. You can’t cry over spilt milk forever.

Troy: I don’t think Stone is crying about anything, Randall. I think he’s pissed, and looking for a chance to take it out on the appropriate parties momentarily. I say a chance because somehow, SIN didn’t have to name their three representatives at all before this match, so we don’t even know if John Wolfe will be competing. But I’m sure Stone is hoping he is.

As Stone settles himself in the ring, “Better Think Again” by Submersed cues up and the Toronto crowd gives a loud ovation to Anthony Failla as he slowly stalks his way to the ring!

Troy: The cheers for this man grow in volume every week!

Buckingham: Maybe so, but if SIN has placed a target on his back, those cheers will only do so much.

Failla joins his partners in the ring, looking them over suspiciously. His partners respond in kind. Then, “Electric Head Pt. 1: The Agony” by White Zombie floods the Air Canada Centre and the Toronto crowd begins booing loudly. After several moments, three figures emerge: new International Champion John Wolfe, his manager Alexis Duval, and SIN co-leader Greg Tantalus, who is holding a microphone.

Tantalus: I suppose it’s time to let you know which three members of SIN you’ll be facing tonight. As you might have guessed, you’re looking at two of them: myself, and the NEW PWA International Champion John Wolfe.

The fans boo, and Stone shouts at Wolfe to get into the ring.

Tantalus: But allow me to introduce the third member of our team tonight. He is a man that was SO impressive last week acting completely independently and of his own volition to assist Vulture in securing his rightfully-earned Everlasting Epic title shot that we couldn’t ignore it. And when we’re impressed by someone or something, we act. So ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the newest member of SIN… James Biamonte!

With that, “Still Ballin” by 2Pac hits the speakers and the fans boo vociferously as the returning James Biamonte makes his entrance.

Troy: Oh, give me a break! There is NO WAY Biamonte joined SIN AFTER last week’s episode!

Buckingham: Are you calling Greg Tantalus a liar?! I’m gonna tell him you said that!

Biamonte greets his new teammates and the group walks down to the ring together, finally entering the ring. Tantalus and Wolfe then move to the ring apron, allowing Biamonte to start his first PWA match in five years.

SIX-MAN TAG TEAM MATCH:
SIN VS. ANTHONY FAILLA, CHASE STONE & HOLLYWOOD MIKE GRIFFIN
Referee: Matt Hansen
The bell sounds with James Biamonte set to square off with Chase Stone, who is eager to get his hands on SIN after having the International Championship taken from him last week. Stone looks right past Biamonte and asks for Wolfe to enter the bout. Biamonte looks back at the corner and asks the fans if he should tag Wolfe in. The fans cheer, but Biamonte smirks, flips them off, and then flips Stone off. This incites the former International Champion even further, as he tackles Biamonte to the mat and begins unloading on him with furious rights and lefts!

Troy: Look at Stone go!

The fans cheer this development loudly, prompting Biamonte to scamper to the corner and tag Greg Tantalus into the fray. Tantalus and Stone get face to face, with Stone not backing down in any way. Stone gears up for a lockup in the ring, but Tantalus responds with a poke in the eye that prompts the Toronto crowd to boo. Tantalus takes a moment to rile up the Toronto crowd further before taking Stone down with a running, jumping knee to the face. Tantalus goes for a cover… one, two, and Stone gets a shoulder up.

Tantalus works over Stone with a series of stomps, trying to keep him grounded. Stone slowly rises and, when he does, Tantalus looks to nail him with another knee. However, Stone counters, catching Tantalus with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex!

Stone uses the opening created to make the tag to Hollywood Mike Griffin, who charges after his former partner Tantalus with gusto. However, seeing him coming, Tantalus reaches out and tags the new International Champion John Wolfe into the bout.

Troy: Gotta love SIN. Wolfe won’t face off with Stone, Tantalus won’t face off with Griffin, and no one will face off with Failla.

Buckingham: I was only half paying attention to you. All I got was “gotta love SIN.” And yes, that’s true.

Wolfe and Griffin lock up, but it is Wolfe who establishes the quick advantage, shoving Hollywood to the mat with authority. Griffin pops right back to his feet and cinches in a side headlock, but Wolfe counters with a back suplex. He then pops to his feet and flexes right in front of an irate Chase Stone while Alexis applauds him on the outside.

However, in this interim, Mike Griffin springs back to his feet and, when Wolfe turns around, dropkicks him to the mat! Then, Griffin tags in Chase Stone, who wastes no time in heading right after Wolfe!

Troy: Here we go! Chase Stone is about to get his hands on the man who stole his International title!

Buckingham: It doesn’t look like it actually!

Wolfe quickly retreats to his corner and tags in James Biamonte. After a bit of trash talk, Stone washes his hands of Stone and tags in Anthony Failla! Biamonte begs off as Failla stalks in, pursuing him in intimidating fashion. Biamonte puts his hands up, trying to incur some sympathy from a man he has a history with in the PWA, but Failla keeps coming. Then, in either defiance or desperation, Biamonte cracks Failla across the face with a thunderous slap!

Enraged, Failla now charges after Biamonte, but he is suddenly attacked from behind by Markus Krieg, who has entered through the crowd! Referee Matt Hansen immediately signals for the disqualification, but the melee is only just beginning.

Troy: Where the hell did Krieg come from?! He has no business out here!

Buckingham: Why don’t you go tell him that?!
WINNERS VIA DISQUALIFICATION AT 6:31 – ANTHONY FAILLA, CHASE STONE & HOLLYWOOD MIKE GRIFFIN

As soon as Failla goes down, Biamonte, Tantalus, and Wolfe immediately turn their attention to Stone and Griffin. Wolfe and Stone battle to the outside of the ring, with Wolfe clotheslining Stone over the barricade and the two brawling into the crowd! Choosing not to follow, Alexis rushes to the back and sends Chris Duval down to the ring in her stead.

Tantalus and Biamonte beat Griffin out of the ring and, when Biamonte whips Griffin viciously into the steel steps, Tantalus feels secure in leaving the managing of his carcass to the SIN newcomer. He then enters the ring and meets Chris Duval, with the two immediately providing assistance to Krieg in keeping Failla grounded.

After several hard shots from Tantalus and Duval, Krieg is able to crush Failla with his full nelson slam, before lifting him again and obliterating him with the BlitzKrieg. From there, with the fans booing loudly, Tantalus grabs a mic.

Tantalus: You wanna interfere in our business, Failla?! You’re gonna pay! You’re just a man! You hear me?! You’re just a man! And next week, I called in a favor with the network. In Krieg’s hometown of Berlin, Germany, you are going to have yourself a two-on-one handicap match against Krieg… and me! That is, of course, if you even MAKE it to next week. Duval… get the chair.

Troy: The chair?!

Buckingham: You don’t think…

Troy: I remember quite clearly what happened to Jackie Baccaro the last time Duval had a chair in his hand. It would be a SHAME to see that happen to Failla right here!

However, before Duval can grab a chair, Chase Stone comes charging back over the barricade, carrying a souvenir chair from ringside! Stone slides into the ring and swings the chair wildly, prompting a SIN retreat!

Tantalus mouths back at the slowly rising Failla that this is only delaying the inevitable as Wolfe comes back over the barricade and joins Biamonte, Krieg, Duval, and Tantalus in the retreat.

Meanwhile, in the ring, Stone helps Failla to his feet, only for a livid Failla to shove the former International Champion down to the mat!

Troy: What the hell did he do that for?!

Not one to take undeserved abuse, Stone pops right back to his feet and shoves Failla! The two then begin lunging at each other, but Mike Griffin comes to and gets between them in the ring just in the nick of time! Failla and Stone continue shouting at one another until Failla abruptly walks off, leaving Stone hot.

Buckingham: This is great! There’s no cohesion! And if these guys can’t work together, then NO ONE can stop SIN from taking over the PWA!

Troy: Folks, tensions are running high! We’ll be right back!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we see the PWA Progressive Champion Matthew Magellan in his dressing room, getting ready for his title defense. Jade is sitting at the vanity. There is an awkward silence between them.

Magellan: Jade, uh, look, I did a lot of thinking about what you said last week… and you were right. I should have had a better showing, especially in my hometown. Sometimes I get a little carried away with myself. So, I wanted to apologize for how I acted.

Jade: Wow, Matt. Thanks. I have to say, that’s really big of you. I appreciate the apology. And I have to say, I know I was hard on you about not helping Saif, but you really showed your loyalty to Briggs when Grieco jumped him. He may be out for the rest of the season with a broken leg, but if not for you, Grieco may have ended his career.

Magellan: So it sounds to me like I’ve earned a few brownie points in your book.

Jade (cracking a slight smile): Let’s just say you’re finally on my good side.

Magellan: Hmmm… I see. The question is, how do I get on your backside?

Jade’s smile dissipates as she scoffs and shakes her head. However, the conversation is interrupted by Michael Grieco and Dee Licious barging into the dressing room.

Dee: Just wanted to let you two clowns know that we DEMAND a formal apology from you for what you did to Michael last week. Throwing a PIE in his face?! That was completely uncalled for, not to mention humiliating! Oh and Jade, I still expect you to replace my t-shirt that you ruined.

Grieco: Otherwise, what happened to Briggs is going to happen to both of you… but 10 times worse!

Jade: Wow, Grieco, I’m surprised you can count that high. As for you, Dee… you mean to tell me that YOU expect US to apologize for what WE did after YOU vandalized Matt’s dressing room and poured coffee all over MY clothes?! I think at this point, we’re even. If anything, YOU owe US an apology for taking it too far and destroying our stuff.

Dee lunges for Jade but Grieco holds her back.

Magellan: Listen ladies, let’s settle down. Jade you do have a point about them destroying my room, but at least we don’t have pie on our faces.

Grieco: Are you blind? I don’t STILL have pie on my—

SMACK!

Out of nowhere, Magellan smashes both Dee and Grieco in the face with their very own pie! He then grabs Jade by the arm and the two run out of the dressing room laughing the entire way as Dee and Grieco are left stunned, livid, and covered in custard in Magellan’s dressing room. At the end of the hall, Jade and Magellan stop a brief moment to catch their breath. The two continue laughing uncontrollably.

Jade (laughing loudly, with a grin from ear to ear): Matt! Oh my God! How did that happen again?! You seriously armed yourself with pie?! You’re really bringing back the pie-in-the-face gag?! What year is this?!

Magellan: What can I say, I LOVE me some pie!

Jade punches Magellan in the arm but maintains her smile as the two continue fleeing towards the ring.

***

Back at ringside, “Aksem” by Ahlam hits the speakers and the crowd gives a loud ovation to Saif al Abbad as he heads to the ring, handing out gold coins to the fans at ringside!

Troy: Alright, the Progressive Championship is about to be defended in triple threat action, and here comes Saif al Abbad!

Buckingham: A guy who doesn’t even deserve to be here, if you ask me!

Troy: Are you kidding me?! Dex Wellington made sure Saif didn’t leave here with the title last week! This is only fair!

Buckingham: What would be fair is if Saif gave me my gold coin! Saif! Over here! You know, Troy, Dex Wellington wouldn’t tease me like this every week.

Troy: You know, you’ve made a couple extra paychecks based on what Saif has given you in the past.  You'd think you'd show some gratitude.

Buckingham: That's what's different between you and me, Troy. I'm consistent. I don't change my opinions on a whim. It's called journalistic integrity.

Troy: You're absurd. But speaking of Wellington, Justin Schenck has barred him from ringside and threatened to suspend him if he attacks Saif during the match tonight!

As Saif enters the ring and prepares for battle, “Minas de Cobre” by Calexico blasts through the arena and Juan Pablo Alvarez emerges from the back, a sneer on his face. This week, he does not interact with the fans at all, opting to point at Saif all the way to the ring, as if to say “you don’t belong here.”

Troy: Quite the body language from Alvarez tonight, Randall. He is most certainly pissed.

Buckingham: Wouldn't you be? A triple threat changes everything. You could lose your chance at the title and not even be pinned. It really shifts the dynamic, especially after Alvarez had been preparing for a one-on-one.

With both challengers in the ring, “The Final Countdown” by the London Symphony Orchestra and Progressive Champion Matthew Magellan enters with his manager Jade. The two are met with more cheers than ever before.

Buckingham: Listen to the fans, Troy! Listen to the ovation for Magellan!

Troy: Well, blasting Michael Grieco and Dee Licious in the face with pies will earn you some cheers!

Buckingham: But it was such a cheap shot! That kind of stuff is just juvenile, Troy. Not funny at all.

Troy: Oh, get over yourself, Randall.

Upon Magellan’s entry, referee Jose Soares gathers the competitors while Lee Palmer starts the introductions.

Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match, scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA Progressive Championship!

Introducing first, from Dubai, United Arab Emirates, weighing in at 190 pounds.....SAIIIIIIIIIF AAAL AAAABBAAAAAAAAAD!

Next, from Monterrey, Mexico, weighing in at 215 pounds… JUAAAAN PABLOOOOO ALLLLLLLLVAREZ!

And the opponent, accompanied to the ring by Jade, from Lima, Peru, weighing in at 219 pounds, he is the PWA Progressive Champion… MATTHEWWWW MAAAAGELLLAN!

Jose Soares hands the championship belt over to Lee Palmer and, once Palmer is out of the ring, signals for the bell to kick this match off!

PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP – TRIPLE THREAT MATCH:

MATTHEW MAGELLAN (champion) VS. JUAN PABLO ALVAREZ (challenger) VS. SAIF AL ABBAD (challenger)

Referee: Jose Soares
As soon as the bell sounds, Alvarez immediately goes after Saif. The two exchange punches in the center of the ring, neither gaining the upper hand. Magellan, meanwhile, remains in his corner, enjoying the show.

Buckingham: Smart strategy by Magellan here. Let the other two weaken each other and then go for the kill.

Troy: It looks smart now, but Magellan has to be sure not let his head out of the game. We should point out that Briggs is not at ringside and – as Jade alluded to just before this match began –  is in fact out for the remainder of the season due to Michael Grieco’s heinous attack last week.

Buckingham: I guess we’re about to find out just how Magellan can operate without the big man in his corner.

Saif breaks the pattern and Irish whips Alvarez against the ropes. Upon his return, Saif meets Alvarez with a shoulder charge that knocks the cruiserweight to the mat. Alvarez pops up, however, and downs Saif with a drop toehold. He attempts to follow up with an elbow drop, but Saif rolls out of the way. Picking up Alvarez, Saif grabs him in a headlock, attempting a bulldog, but Alvarez pushes him off, going for an Irish whip that Saif reverses, sending him on a crash course with Magellan!

Magellan is ready for him, taking a couple steps forward and launching JPA with a back body drop that lands him awkwardly on the turnbuckle! Now fully in the match, Magellan steps forward and locks eyes with Saif, followed by putting out his hand and asking for a test of strength!

The two jockey back and forth in the lock until Saif pushes momentum in his favor and somersaults with Magellan's arm, rolling up behind the champion and slapping on a sleeper hold. Before Saif can lock it in though, Magellan gains some leverage and whips Saif over his shoulder, slapping on his own headlock in a seated position. Saif is able to lift his legs and wrap them around Magellan's head, taking him down with a head scissor, but Magellan rolls out of it! The two then stand up and face each other, the crowd roaring in delight at this athletic spectacle.

Troy: Magellan continues to prove his place as the Progressive Champion, Randall. These two are really putting a show.

Buckingham: It's true, Troy. But it looks like Alvarez is finally getting up from that nasty fall he took.

Alvarez slides back in the ring and takes the fight to both competitors, kicking Magellan in the gut and Irish whipping Saif against the ropes. Alvarez then takes Magellan and monkey flips him into Saif as he rebounds. The hit floors Saif, but Magellan is able to get up and continue the fight with Alvarez. That is, until Dee runs from the back and sneaks up on Jade, grabs her around the neck, and starts dragging her up the aisle!

Troy: What’s going on here?! What is Dee doing with Jade?!

Buckingham: I don’t know, but I guess she was able to wash that pie off her face pretty quickly!

Magellan is about to take the upper hand on Alvarez, but sees Dee dragging Jade away. He then suddenly slides out of the ring and starts chasing after them, until Michael Grieco rushes out and bulls Magellan into the guardrail viciously!

Troy: Oh come on! Somebody needs to stop this!

Jade attempts to do just that, breaking out of Dee's hold, but she remains free only long enough for Dee to grab her by the head and deliver the Tease, her reverse Russian legsweep finisher!

Buckingham: Jade just took the Tease face first onto the hard floor! She's gotta be out, Troy, and now there’s no one to help Magellan!

Grieco picks up Magellan and decimates him with a triple powerbomb on the cold, hard floor, leaving behind the lifeless bodies of Magellan and Jade as he and Dee retreat to the back.

Back in the ring however, Saif has come to and attempts a roll up on Alvarez, who was distracted by the fight outside! Soares drops and counts one, two, thr-and Alvarez fights out of it.

The two stand up and Saif picks up the momentum, hitting Alvarez with a series of punches and kicks. Then, with Alvarez dazed, Saif downs him with a hurricanrana into a pinning combination… one, two, and Alvarez escapes again.

As Magellan and Jade are helped to the back, Saif now looks to put the match away, walking up to Alvarez and slapping on his inverted figure-four leglock right in the center of the ring! Alvarez is clearly in pain, laying down to try and ease the tension on his legs. But with both shoulders on the mat, he's in a valid pin attempt, and referee Soares counts to one, before Alvarez picks his shoulders back up, increasing the torque on his legs again!

Troy: It's a lose-lose situation for Alvarez here, folks! If he stays up, he continues the damage to his legs, but if he lies down, he could be pinned!

Buckingham: He's either got to make it to the ropes or find a way out of this hold, or this match is over! Wait! That's Dex!

Dexter Wellington walks out from backstage and, with Saif facing the stage, the Middle Easterner is fully aware of it. Dex has a little pep to his step as he approaches ringside and bluffs entering the ring, prompting Saif the release hold on Alvarez. But Dex, of course, doesn't enter the ring. Instead, he walks up to Saif's Egal headdress and tries it on, before also grabbing Saif’s gold pouch! He then struts back and forth, mocking the generous cruiserweight, even going as far as to take some of the coins away from the fans at ringside!

Troy: This is disrespectful! Get him out of here!

Buckingham: There are no disqualifications in a triple threat match, that much is clear tonight, Troy! And besides, Dex knows he can't touch Saif, so he's just going to try to incite him instead!

Saif is thoroughly distracted by Dex, and the distraction proves costly, as Alvarez runs up behind and Saif and crushes him with a bulldog. Alvarez waits for Saif to get up, but Saif takes a look at Dex who is now leaving with his belongings, a second costly mistake that allows Alvarez to walk up to Saif and take him down with a reverse neckbreaker!

Saif is on the mat again, but Alvarez pushes the advantage this time, picking him up and delivering his signature fireman's carry gutbuster. Looking around at the crowd, Alvarez feeds off Toronto’s hatred, taunting them as he calls for and lands the Sunset Flip Powerbomb! Alvarez covers, hooking the leg tightly… one, two, three!

Buckingham: Yes! We’ve got a new champion!

The fans boo loudly as “Minas de Cobre” replays and an emotional and passionate Juan Pablo Alvarez is handed the Progressive Championship belt. With fire in his eyes, a manic smile appears across his face as he raises the title in victory, ignoring the carnage that surrounds him both in the ring and up the aisle. To Alvarez, the distraction of Saif and the decimation of Magellan and Jade mean nothing; the only thing that matters is that, finally, he has received vindication. Finally, Juan Pablo Alvarez is top dog in the PWA’s cruiserweight division.

WINNER VIA PINFALL AT 10:50 AND NEW PROGRESSIVE CHAMPION: JUAN PABLO ALVAREZ.

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, “No Country for Young Men” by Ice Cube hits the speakers and the fans cheer loudly for the arrival of Showtime Damon Savage!

Troy: Alright, it’s main event time! The PWA Championship is on the line, and we might have ourselves an Everlasting Epic main event by the time this match concludes!

Buckingham: Only if Jason Calysto retains. I can’t exactly root for Calysto, Troy, but I can’t even deny what an unbelievable main event Calysto vs. Vulture would make. Vulture would win of course, but he’ll easily defeat any of the three options tonight.

Troy: Where was all this support for Vulture before he joined SIN?

Buckingham: I’m seeing him in a whole new light now, Troy.

Savage enters the ring and stretches out on the ropes as he awaits his opposition.

Troy: What about Showtime Damon Savage? Does he have what it takes to become champion again tonight?

Buckingham: I think he does. He’s been champion before. How long you hold the title doesn’t matter; only an elite few have actually won it. Showtime is in that group. He has to be respected in that ring.

Moments later, “Judas Rising” by Judas Priest hits and the fans keep the cheers going for Dan Crowley! The former PWA Champion appears focused and determined as he enters the ring and locks eyes with Showtime, who returns the same emotions.

Buckingham: Dan Crowley’s another one that’s to be reckoned with. Clearly, none of these three are my favorite guys in the world, but each of them has a legitimate shot to leave here with the gold.

Troy: Agreed completely, and of course, if the title changes hands tonight, the new champion would still need to give Jason Calysto a return match for the title before earning the spot in the Everlasting Epic main event.

Once Crowley’s music stops, the cheering dies down ever so slightly, just long enough for “Iceman” chants to echo through the Air Canada Centre. Then, Oasis’ “F*ckin’ in the Bushes” explodes onto the speakers and the crowd responds in kind for the champion!

Troy: Here he comes! Listen to this ovation!

Buckingham: I think I’m gonna hurl!

The Iceman Jason Calysto steps out from behind the curtain, the PWA World Heavyweight Championship belt secured around his waist, and greets the rabid cheers of the Toronto faithful. He then confidently strolls down the aisle and enters the ring, eyeing his two young, hungry challengers. Calysto then moves to the center of the ring and hands his championship belt to referee Tom Stevens, who raises it high. Ring announcer Lee Palmer begins the introductions.

Palmer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following triangle elimination matchup is our main event, scheduled for one fall, and it is for the PWA World Heavyweight Championship!

Introducing first, one of the challengers, from Pomona, California, weighing in at 232 pounds… SHOWWWWWTIMEEEEEEE DAAAAAAMONNNNNNN SAAAAAAAAVAGGGGE!

His opponent, and challenger, from Long Island, New York, weighing in at 235 pounds… DAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN CRRRRRRRROWWWWWWWWWLEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!

And their opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 221 pounds, he is the PWA World Heavyweight Champion… THE ICEMAN… JAAAAA-SONNNNNN CAAAAAAA-LYSSSSSTOOOOO!

With that, Stevens signals for the bell to kick off this championship bout.

PWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP – TRIANGLE ELIMINATION MATCH:
JASON CALYSTO (champion) VS. SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE (challenger) VS. DAN CROWLEY (challenger)
Referee: Tom Stevens
The three combatants begin the match very cautiously, not wanting to make a misstep in this high-stakes battle. Finally, Crowley and Showtime make the unspoken decision to gang up on Calysto and begin to attack him with forearm shots from both sides. The Iceman attempts to fight back, but Showtime and Crowley are able to overtake him and whip him against the ropes, nailing him with a double hiptoss upon his return.

After a few well-placed stomps, the pair lifts Calysto back to his feet and whips him into the ropes again, but this time The Iceman holds onto the ropes, stopping short of a rebound. Crowley and Showtime mutually charge the champion, but Calysto ducks down and pulls the bottom rope with him, sending Crowley hurdling to the arena floor and landing Showtime on the ring apron! Calysto then grabs Savage and suplexes him back into the ring, before floating over into a second suplex, followed by a third! Calysto covers… one, two, and Showtime is able to escape.

Savage gets back to a vertical base, but Calysto cinches in a side headlock. Using a series of elbow smashes, Showtime is able to create separation, and uses it to whip Calysto against the ropes and down him with a hard shoulderblock as he returns. Calysto then pops up to a vertical base, but Showtime nails him with a dropkick the sends Calysto rolling to the outside of the ring!

Troy: Look at Showtime go!

Buckingham: Calm down, Troy. We’re nowhere close to the finish line.

Showtime bounces off the opposite ropes, perhaps preparing for some sort of suicide dive onto Calysto, but is tripped to the mat by Crowley! Dan Crowley re-enters the ring by hopping onto the apron, propelling himself over the top rope, and smashing down onto Savage with a big legdrop! Crowley turns him over and covers… one, two, and Showtime gets a shoulder up.

Savage returns to a vertical base, but Crowley grabs him and whips him into the corner. Crowley then charges after him, but Showtime lifts his boot, causing Crowley’s jaw to collide with it! Crowley spins around and walks forward, allowing Showtime to charge and crush him down with a thunderous bulldog! Showtime covers… one, two, and Calysto enters the ring and breaks up the count!

Showtime gets to his feet and is immediately barraged with a series of furious knife-edge chops. With Showtime backed into the corner, Calysto turns his attention to the downed Crowley and tries to slap on the Crossface… but Crowley sees it coming and quickly scampers away. However, this gives Showtime the opening to chop-block Calysto and down him, allowing both Crowley and Showtime to work Calysto over with furious stomps.

Buckingham: You know, Troy, if Crowley and Showtime work together here, they can rid the match of Calysto and fight it out for the title amongst themselves. Why even give him a chance here?

The two allow Calysto to get to his feet, and Crowley grabs him and holds his arms back. With that, Showtime backs up several steps, preparing for a knockout left hook!

Troy: Oh man! Showtime is gearing up for that KO punch! If he hits it, Calysto may be history!

Buckingham: One can only hope!

With Calysto in position, Showtime lets loose with the left hook, but The Iceman slips out at the last minute, causing the blow to connect with Crowley! The impact knocks Crowley through the ropes and out of the ring, and the momentary distraction allows Calysto to spin Showtime around and slap on the Crossface!

Troy: Crossface! Crossface! Calysto has it locked in!

The Toronto crowd gets to its feet as Savage struggles mightily in the hold, searching desperately for an escape. Using every ounce of strength in his body, Showtime attempts to roll through and break Calysto’s grip, but The Iceman rolls with Showtime and keeps the hold cinched in! Savage keeps up the fight, trying to reach the ropes, but it is to no avail. Finally, with nowhere else to turn, Showtime taps out!

Troy: He tapped! He tapped! Showtime Damon Savage has been eliminated from this match!

Buckingham: Nice job, Showtime! His rematch is blown, and he WON’T be going to Everlasting Epic to defend the title!

Troy: Folks, we have to take our final commercial break, but when we return, it’ll be Jason Calysto and Dan Crowley battling it out to a finish, with the PWA Championship on the line! Stay with us!

-- COMMERCIAL BREAK --

Back from break, we find Dan Crowley in control of the action, keeping Jason Calysto grounded with a side headlock.

Troy: Alright, welcome back, everyone. As you can see, Dan Crowley recovered a bit from the Showtime knockout blow and is now in control of the action.

Buckingham: Is there even a point to this, Troy?

Troy: To what?

Buckingham: To this match. We all know Vulture is walking out of Everlasting Epic with the title, so why are we wasting time with a placeholder title match?

Troy: I’m not even going to dignify that with a response.

At length, Calysto battles out of the headlock, whipping Crowley against the ropes, hitting off the opposite ropes himself, and attempting a mafia kick on the rebound. However, Crowley counters, grabbing Calysto’s leg and turning it into a Samoan drop! Crowley covers… one, two, and Calysto gets the shoulder up!

Feeling his momentum building, Crowley waits for Calysto to rise and attempts the Brutal Legend, but Calysto is able to slip out of it. Calysto responds with an attempt of the Icebreaker, but Crowley slips out and flattens Calysto with the Touch of Evil! Crowley hooks the leg tightly… one, two, thr-NO! Calysto kicks out!

Troy: Unbelievable!

Undaunted, Crowley heads to the top rope, looking for the Shadow of the Nite, but Calysto sidesteps it and turns it right into the Crossface!

Troy: My God! What a counter! Just like that, Calysto has the Crossface locked on!

Buckingham: Looks like this one’s about to be history!

Calysto cinches in the hold tightly, looking to punch his ticket to Everlasting Epic and escape Toronto with the world title. However, Crowley has other ideas and, using every fiber of his being, reaches the ropes!

Troy: Looks like there’s life in Dan Crowley yet!

Crowley is slow to his feet, and Calysto is anxious to get at him. Referee Tom Stevens keeps Calysto away from Crowley, which only allows Crowley a few extra moments to gain his bearings. Then, when Stevens allows Calysto to approach him, Crowley grabs him in position for the Brutal Legend!

The fans rise to their feet as Crowley attempts the finisher, but Calysto slips out, whips Crowley against the ropes, and nails him with the spinning heel kick upon his return!

Troy: Spinning heel kick! This one’s almost over!

Buckingham: I can’t believe I’m saying this, but don’t count Crowley out yet!

Crowley staggers to his feet, giving Calysto enough time to climb to the top rope and leap off with the Bottom Line clothesline! However, Crowley catches him in midair and drives him down with a thunderous Samoan drop! Crowley covers… one, two, th-NO! Calysto gets the shoulder up!

The Iceman is slow to his feet, but Crowley is ready for him when he rises. Calysto turns around and walks right into the Brutal Legend… but at the last moment, Calysto slips out and nails Crowley with the Icebreaker out of absolutely nowhere! Calysto covers, hooking the leg tightly… one, two, three!

Troy: That’s it! Calysto wins it!

Buckingham: It looks like we have ourselves an Everlasting Epic main event!

The Toronto crowd cheers wildly as “F*ckin’ in the Bushes” replays and Jason Calysto’s hand is raised in victory. Dan Crowley is slow to his feet, but when he rises, Calysto extends his hand to him and Crowley shakes it. Crowley then exits to the back, allowing Calysto to revel in his triumph.
WINNER AT 13:27 AND STILL PWA CHAMPION – JASON CALYSTO

After Crowley returns to the back and Calysto continues to soak in the Toronto cheers, Vulture appears from behind the curtain, alone. Wearing a smirk on his face, Vulture very slowly and deliberately applauds Calysto’s effort. In the ring, Calysto ceases his celebration and stares intently at Vulture. After several moments of inaction, Calysto holds his championship belt high, eliciting a thunderous ovation from the Toronto crowd. In response, Vulture slowly removes his red-tinted shades, stares right back at Calysto, points to the title, and signals around his own waist. Calysto now smirks back at Vulture as the staredown continues and the camera fades.

Troy: Randall, what a main event! For the first time since 2003, Vulture and Jason Calysto will go one-on-one, and it will happen September 10th, in the main event of Everlasting Epic VII, with the PWA World Heavyweight Championship on the line!

Buckingham: I’m admittedly not the biggest Jason Calysto fan in the world, but seriously, does it get any bigger than that?!

Troy: I’d be hard-pressed to think of anything bigger! Calysto vs. Vulture! Everlasting Epic VII! Whatever you do, don’t miss it! We’ll see you next week!


-- END SHOW --


Pre-Show Dark Matches:
1. Rich Revis def. Chris Duval at 5:32 with Wasteland. (Referee: Matt Hansen)
2. Morgan Day def. Jade at 3:25 with the Daybreak. (Referee: Dan Martin)
3. The Miracle Mike Troha def. Asai Moon at 4:16 with Divine Intervention. (Referee: Tom Stevens)