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Post by sonstuds on Sept 5, 2011 2:50:57 GMT -5
The traditional WFWF video package begins to play showing the WFWF roster doin' their things. After we cut to the arena and a moderate display of pyrotechnics we land on Matthew Werner and Matt Steel.
[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Welcome to the WFWF's presentation of "Caturday 2011"! Matt Steel:[/color] Holding white cat[/color] We meet again. Matthew Werner:[/color] We have a good show lined up for you, so let's not waste any time. We cut to a cat playing with yarn for twelve minutes.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] ... Let's get to our first match. Eric Adams and Dan made their debuts in the opening match of the evening. Unfortunately for Dan it was a bust as Eric Adams not only controlled the entire match for it's short duration, but Dan's mother and father were in the crowd noticeably cheering for Eric Adams. The Blackout, Eric Adam's finishing maneuver which involves booting his opponent in the face, was ultimately used to pick up the victory after roughly four minutes.[/color] Keri Thames: Your winner of the match ... Eric Adams! Matthew Werner:[/color] Quick work by Eric Adams. He might have a future here. Matt Steel:[/color] Maybe. His account got deleted so it's really anyone's guess if we'll ever see him again. Matthew Werner:[/color] That'd be a shame. But on the plus, due to some nifty contractually efforts by our President & CEO King Kraig, we're able to broadcast this WFWF event with limited commercial breaks! Matt Steel:[/color] Wow that's a mediocre way to say that we just don't have many promos and there's no reason to stretch this into more posts then needed. The crowd went bananas the moment "Let's Fighting Love" hit and DAVID HANDLECATCH made his way to the ring. The love for HANDLECATCH was spoiled as Richard Wilkes made short work of the martial arts master. Throwing HANDLECATCH into the turnbuckles and connecting with a fury of punches proved to just be the beginning as Wilkes climbed onto the second rope and lifted HANDLECATCH'S body up with him, only to slam him into the canvas with a Sit-Out Powerbomb effectively known as the Last Laugh. With that, Richard Wilkes picked up the win.[/color] Keri Thames:[/color] Your winner of the match ... Richard Wilkes! Matthew Werner:[/color] Richard Wilkes gets that elusive first victory. With the ability he's shown I think it could be the start of many. Matt Steel:[/color] No doubt. And hey, now we get an actual full length match. Thanks, cats. Richard Shaw and Reckless stood on opposite sides of the ring, eyeing each other up. Reckless appeared to be trying to get a read on his opponent, and plan a attack, while Shaw looked like he was trying to decide which way he wanted to murder his. Shaw looked extremely confident, considering this was his first professional match, and Shaw made the first move, lunging at Reckless, aiming for a huge clothesline, but Reckless ducked, and Shaw ran chest first into the corner, and Reckless immediately threw a dropkick into Shaw's back, and then began slamming Shaw face first into the top turnbuckle repeatedly, getting about 6 shots in that way before he spun Shaw around so his back was in the corner.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Reckless showing why he’s a veteran here. Reckless began throwing rights and lefts at the head of Shaw, having caught the rookie off guard, and wanting to do as much damage as possible early on to the bigger man. Shaw tried to hit another massive clothesline, but Reckless ducked under it, and Shaw stumbled out of the corner. Reckless quickly climbed up to the second rope and jumped off, catching Shaw with a bulldog. Reckless pulled Shaw closer to the center of the ring, and made a pin attempt.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] No doubt. ... 1[/color] .. ... 2[/color] ... Shaw kicked out, but Reckless looked confident, getting a near fall so quickly in the match. Reckless began stomping on Shaw, targeting both the head and the knees, figuring he could cause the most damage with the head, and slow him down by working the legs. Shaw tried to get up, managing to get to his hands and knees, but Reckless hit him with a hard kick to the ribs, following that with a quick dropkick to the side of Shaw's head, and he went for another cover.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Doesn’t look like Reckless has missed a beat. ... 1[/color] .. ... 2[/color] ... Shaw powered out again, this time, tossing Reckless off of him, and Reckless landed a couple of feet away from Shaw. But again, Reckless wouldn't let Shaw get anything going, as he got up and quickly dropped an elbow across the chest of Shaw. Reckless went to hit a second elbow, but Shaw rolled away, and Reckless hit only mat. Shaw got up, and when Reckless did as well, he tried to hit a big boot, but Reckless again ducked under it, and Shaw stepped past Reckless. Reckless grabbed Shaw's head behind him and dropped him down in a neckbreaker. And another cover was made. but Reckless didn't bother to hook the leg.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] It doesn’t appear that Richard Shaw has any answer for Reckless here in the early goings. Matt Steel:[/color] Shouldn’t have fired his driver. Bad karma. ... 1[/color] .. ... 2[/color] ... Shaw grabbed Reckless and did a sit up while holding him, ending the cover, and then Shaw got to his feet, still holding Reckless, who started to panic a little bit. Shaw screamed, and then threw himself forward, slamming Reckless down to the mat, a very impressive counter. Shaw stayed on him, making it a pin.[/color] ... 1[/color] .. ... 2[/color] ... Reckless kicked out, though he still seemed a little shocked at the counter and slam, as it was something you don't usually see. Shaw gloated to the crowd for a couple of moments, losing valuable momentum and allowing Reckless to recover, as Reckless stood up, but Shaw had his back turned to him. Reckless got a grin on his face, and laid back down, playing possum. When Shaw finally went to grab Reckless, Reckless rolled him up in an inside cradle.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Rookie mistake! ... 1[/color] .. ... 2[/color] ... Shaw powered out, looking pissed, as both him and Reckless got to their feet at the same time. Reckless took a swing at Shaw, who blocked it and threw one back, punching Reckless right across the jaw, causing him to stumble back a couple steps. Reckless recovered, and the two locked up in a collar and elbow tie up, but here, Shaw had the clear strength advantage, and he started to push Reckless down, dropping him to one knee. But Reckless stood back up, delivering a knee into the gut of Shaw in the process, causing him to let go. Reckless moved towards Shaw, but we'll never know what he intended to do, as Shaw grabbed him around the torso and delivered a nasty looking belly to belly suplex![/color] Matt Steel:[/color] That was pretty. Reckless was thrown so far he slammed down on the edge of the ring and the momentum caused him to roll under the bottom rope, sending him crashing to the floor! Shaw laughed, and stepped through the ropes, and stood on the ring apron. When Reckless got up, Shaw ran a couple steps and jumped off the apron, looking for the double axe handle, but Reckless side stepped and outstretched his arm, hitting a shot to the gut of Shaw, which dropped him to his knees, due to the extra momentum of him jumping down. Reckless hammered Shaw in the head with a punch, but couldn't put Shaw completely down. So Reckless brought Shaw to his feet, and slammed him back first into the side of the ring, and then, with Shaw weak from the pain, grabbed his head and threw it into the ringpost, causing Shaw to fall down clutching his head. Reckless slid into the ring and back out quickly, to stop the refs count, and then went to grab Shaw, but Richard reached out, grabbing Reckless's shorts and pulling him towards him, which caused Reckless to go face first into the ringpost himself![/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Could have broken his face! Matt Steel:[/color] What a mess that would have been. Shaw got up, and grabbed Reckless, lifting him up. Shaw then slammed Reckless down onto the steel steps with a huge spinebuster, before rolling into the ring. After a few moments, the referee began to count out Reckless. As he hit the count of 9, Reckless finally rolled under the bottom rope, avoiding being counted out. Shaw immediately went to work, having learned from earlier in the bout not to waste time, and began stomping the ever loving hell out of Reckless, before he decided to lock in a camel clutch. Due to the size of Shaw, it put a lot of extra pressure on Reckless's back, and it seemed that Reckless would be unable to escape, but after almost two minutes of near unbearable pain in the hold, Reckless was about to worm his way out of it, but Shaw, not wanting to let it happen, let go himself, and then quickly dropped a knee in the small of Reckless's back.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Richard Shaw has certainly rebounded nicely. Matt Steel:[/color] Well admittedly it would have been a real disappointment for everyone if Reckless just won really easily. Except for Reckless, but I dunno, maybe he likes to put on a show I dunno. Never met the guy. Matthew Werner:[/color] Excellent analysis. Shaw then locked in a headlock, and cranked it as much as he was able to. Reckless knew he had to do something before he started to slip, so he used all his remaining strength to lift up Shaw and fall backwards, slamming Shaw back first to the mat. Reckless gets to the corner and climbs to the top rope quickly, looking for a big move to try and put Shaw away. He goes for a frog splash, but Shaw gets his knees up, and Reckless lands ribs first onto them, rolling off in pain. Shaw wastes no time, and he gets an abdominal stretch locked in on Reckless, trying to capitalize on the damage just done.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Those ribs are hurting, you can only imagine how much pain Reckless is in. A few moments pass, and Reckless desperately tries to get to the ropes, as he isn't too far away from them. He struggles, trying to inch towards them, but when he is just about to reach them, Shaw repositions him slightly, letting go of the hold, but flipping him up, spinning around, and connecting with a pumphandle slam on Reckless! Shaw makes a cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Reckless gets the shoulder up, but barely. Shaw hauls Reckless to the corner, and props him up in it. Shaw begins to thrust his shoulder into the gut of Reckless repeatedly, and after doing that a few times, Shaw steps back to the middle of the ring, and then runs at Reckless, going for a spear! But Reckless moves, and Shaw goes right shoulder first into the ringpost! Shaw yells in pain, and Reckless grabs him from behind and rolls him into a school boy.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Richard Shaw never expected that! ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Shaw grabbed the bottom rope with his hand, breaking up the count. Reckless makes a minor reposition, and he catapaults Shaw face first into the corner, but because of his height, Shaw's forehead goes over the turnbuckle and connects with the top of the ringpost, causing a small cut to appear. Reckless grabs Shaw's legs and lifts them up, and he tosses Shaw over the ropes, where he falls down onto the floor! Reckless, seeming to have a second wind, steps to the outside of the ropes, and climbs up to the top rope from there. Reckless is in the moment, and when Shaw finally reaches his feet, Reckless jumps off the rope, landing a moonsault on Shaw on the outside, landing it perfectly so Shaw goes back down with Reckless on top of him![/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Fantastic! The crowd goes nuts at the big move, and Reckless is living up to his name! Reckless, on an extreme high after hitting that move, grabs Shaw, and drags him a few feet to the announce table, and hauls him on top of it. Reckless gets back to the ring, and one more time he climbs to the top rope, but before he can jump off, Shaw sluggishly slides off of the table and off to the side. The crowd boos as Reckless hops down off the ropes to the apron and then to the floor. Reckless runs at Shaw, but Shaw lifts him up, and slams Reckless down with a spinebuster through the table! After a few seconds of getting his bearings, Shaw throws Reckless back into the ring, and slides in after, making a cover.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] I’d be surprised if Reckless can kick out here. ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Reckless kicks out![/color] Matt Steel:[/color] I’m a little surprised. Shaw took a little too much time to make the cover, and Reckless manages to survive! Shaw decides it's time to start busting out the big power moves some more, and he positions Reckless for a powerbomb. But Reckless pulls Shaw's legs out from under him, and after a brief struggle, manages to turn him over into a boston crab! Shaw yells in pain, desperately scratching and crawling, trying to make his way to the ropes! Reckless yells down at him to tap out, but he refuses. Shaw even manages to do a push up, and tries to turn onto his back, but Reckless manages to hang on! Shaw tries once more to make his way to the ropes, and just as he looks about ready to tap, he makes it![/color] Matt Steel:[/color] Good thing we live in a world filled with elasticity. But Reckless doesn't release the hold right away, utilizing the referee's five count, letting go at 4. The referee argues with Reckless, and Shaw uses the ropes to pull himself to a vertical base. Reckless runs at him, but Shaw ducks, and when he lifts up again, he sends Reckless flying over, but Reckless flips and lands on his feet on the other side of the ropes. Shaw turns around to face him, and Reckless grabs his head and jumps off the apron, pulling Shaw's throat across the ropes as he lands on the floor. Reckless quickly slides back into the ring, and he goes for The R Switch. But Shaw blocks it, and since his move starts off in the same position, he lifts up Reckless looking for the Starstruck. But Reckless slides back behind Shaw in a great counter, and then goes for a German suplex, but Shaw elbows him in the head, and spins around behind him, and Shaw ends up hitting a German instead!
Shaw makes a cover off that German.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Another great Suplex by Richard Shaw. ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Reckless lives on, getting the shoulder up. Shaw is beginning to look both annoyed and frustrated, wondering what he needs to do to finish off his opponent. Shaw grabs Reckless, and delivers a sick looking back breaker, and makes yet another cover.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Another kickout! Shaw screams and pins him again immediately, with the same result. He pins him a third straight time, but again it's only two, but the frequent covers seem to be taking a lot out of Reckless.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] Just once I’d like to see the consecutive pin attempts work. Matthew Werner:[/color] I’m sure it’s happened at least once. Matt Steel:[/color] That guy must have ended up looking like the shrewdest man in the room. Shaw heaves him up and positions him for a powerbomb, but for the second time, he fails to hit the move, as Reckless lifts up, sending Shaw over his head, and slamming back first onto the mat behind him! But this seemed to take a lot out of him, as Shaw is the bigger guy, and can't be easy to lift up. Shaw gets back up, leaning against the corner, and Reckless runs at him, but Shaw moves, and Reckless hits the corner hard. Reckless stumbles back, and Shaw spins him around, and goes for a powerbomb again. This time, he hits it, but it isn't just any powerbomb, he throws Reckless back first onto the top turnbuckle, drawing groans from the crowd, as Reckless tumbles to the mat, clutching his back. Shaw makes a cover.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Could have broken his back! ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Reckless gets his foot onto the bottom rope, and Shaw can't believe it! He is livid, screaming at the referee, and screaming at Reckless to just stay down! He picks up a mostly limp Reckless, and gets him in position for a Starstruck.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] What could he possibly be looking for here? Matt Steel:[/color] No idea, this is the first match of his I’ve seen. Let’s watch. He lifts up Reckless, but for a second time, Reckless slips behind him off this move. Shaw spins around, and as Reckless moves towards him, Shaw grabs him and falls backwards, connecting with The Final Cut! Shaw, instead of going for a pin, gets behind Reckless. After about a minute, Reckless stirs, and begins to get up, oblivious to the fact that Shaw is behind him, lining him up. As Reckless gets to his feet, Shaw runs at him, hitting an absolutely sickening big boot to the back of Reckless's head, and Reckless crumbles to the canvas, not moving at all. And just to be sure, Shaw picks up the unmoving body of Reckless, and hits Starstruck, and pins him.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] And there it is! Matt Steel:[/color] Word, it apparently just took him a little longer to do it then he initially thought. But alls well that ends well. ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... ... 3[/color] ... Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Keri Thames:[/color] Your winner of the match ... Richard Shaw! With that, we head to our first commercial.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Sept 5, 2011 2:51:16 GMT -5
We're back. Hollywood Honor and Stuntman make their respective entrances. Go time. [/color] Hollywood Honor looked to continue his short but victorious start in the WFWF, while Stuntman looked to rebound after his first defeat. In the early goings Hollywood Honor showed why he has yet to lose, working with a combination of suplexes before applying the Hollywood Stretch which if not for Stuntman's proximity to the ring ropes surely looked to be the end. Saving himself and the match Stuntman was able to rally a come back, catching Honor off guard with his speed. As Honor looked for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex Stuntman was able to adjust himself in mid-air, catching Honor by the head and planting him face first into the canvas with a Tornado DDT. Appropriate to his name Stuntman proceeded to climb the top rope, dazzling the fans as he executed a perfect 630 Splash. More importantly, it got him the victory.[/color] Keri Thames:[/color] Your winner of the match ... Stuntman! Matthew Werner:[/color] Good showing by a man who's beginning to find his footing. Matt Steel:[/color] Yes I also hear he has a video blog he updates every week. Matthew Werner:[/color] It's pretty good. Matt Steel:[/color] I mostly just use computers for porn. Speaking of, did you see the EBR sex tape? Ruh roh. Matthew Werner:[/color] I'd rather watch something that actually shows the credibility and fighting spirit of this company. Matt Steel:[/color] Segway well done. Carter Contra and Oscar Conrad Davidson did battle in a match involving two of the WFWF's most promising young stars. In a closely contested match-up Contra found himself attempting the Extra Life in the closing moments, only for OCD to sharply kick him in the face before he could get him turned over. With Contra holding his nose OCD scooped him up and dropped him onto the canvas with the Worlds Strongest Slam before he opted to climb the turnbuckles. Soaring off with a Moonsault, OCD's joy was short lived as Contra got his knees up, impaling them onto Davidson's ribs. With OCD staggering around the ring, it give Contra all the opportunity he needed to perform the Level-Up and pick up the win.[/color] Keri Thames:[/color] Your winner of the match ... Carter Contra! Matthew Werner:[/color] Good stuff from the young guns of the WFWF. Matt Steel:[/color] Speaking of young wrestlers trying to make an opportunity for themselves, remember several years ago when Shawn Malakai was High Horror and David Roberts was Flamez and they were kinda in stable for a short little while ... or just tagged once .... and stuff? Well now they're facing ... and stuff. Matthew Werner:[/color] Yes. Yes they are. Matt Steel:[/color] I gave you dap for your segway. The least you could do is pay it forward. With the history shared by both men it was to be expected that Shawn Malakai and David Roberts would go at each other hard. That is precisely what happened. Shawn Malakai used his size and strength to control a duration of the match, eventually choke tossing the smaller Roberts into the turnbuckles. Clearly having prepared for this strategy, David Roberts was able to counter a Malakai Side Effect attempt, elbowing the former International Champion in the side of the head. After hitting a successive combination of an Uppercut, a Shining Wizard, and Standing Shooting Star Press for a close two count Roberts brought Malakai up from the canvas, whipping him into the ropes. Attempting the "Saving Grace" Spinebuster, Roberts was caught off guard when Malakai blasted him in the head with a sickening headbutt on the rebound. From there he hit the Dreadful Acts and picked up the win.[/color] Keri Thames: Your winner of the match ... Shawn Malakai! Matthew Werner:[/color] You watch Shawn Malakai and you get a feeling that his issues with Thunder are far from over. Matt Steel:[/color] Oh really, and what happened during the match that made you formulate that opinion? Matthew Werner:[/color] ... Well, Shawn Malakai and Thunder have a history ... and Malakai just won ... and stuff ... that was dirty pool, man. Matt Steel:[/color] If you want to make it every man for themselve I'll play that game too, brah ... yeah but in all seriousness I agree, I look forward to a possible rubber match. Commercial.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Sept 5, 2011 2:51:35 GMT -5
Keri Thames: [/color] At this time I would like to all to welcome to the ring, the King of Demons... Trace... Demon! The opening chords of ‘Destabilise’ hit the speakers as the lights in the arena turn off. A number of crimson spotlights shine down upon the arena, moving throughout the crowd. As the bass hits all of the spotlights combine on the rampway where Trace Demon walks out onto the stage suited up to the nines. Trace walks onto the top of the ramp before holding out his arm, his fingers pointed like a gun at the ringway. Throwing his hand up and mouthing “Boom” a huge wall of flame shoots up from the stage as the lights return to normal.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] At ‘Before the Devil Knows You’re There’ Trace Demon faced off with Ace Bennett and in an amazing match Bennett took the victory. I guess Trace wants to say a few words about that. Matt Steel:[/color] Really he should be focusing on that massive tag team main event tonight. Trace stands on the ramp, looking around the arena at the crowd before beginning to make his way
down to the ring, slapping the hands of some lucky fans on his way. He stops at the foot of the ring, brushing down his suit before heading up the steel steps onto the ring apron, stepping in between the top and middle rope and into the ring. Keri Thames hands Trace her microphone before exiting the ring, leaving Trace Demon standing alone.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] Ace Bennett... The crowd cheet at the mention of Bennett’s name, Trace Demon nodding at the reaction.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] At ‘Before the Devil Knows You’re There’ I stepped in this ring with Ace Bennett... and I lost. I wasn’t expecting it, but it happened. I lost to Ace Bennett fair and square, one two three. Now, I know a lot of you probably expect me to come out here and whine about how Bennett cheated me, and how I want another match because I deserve it... but I’m not. I’m not going to do any of that. What I am gonna say is Ace, well done. You beat me, feel good about it. So where does that leave me? Trace Demon begins pacing around the ring, running his hand through his hair, apparently frustrated.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] You see, a lot of people have been talking. They’ve been talking about how I’ve been lost in the shuffle, how I’ve apparently lost my way. People have come up to me in the street and asked what’s up with me, why I can’t seem to build up a run on wins. They ask me if it’s time for me to hang it up... The crowd boo at the mere mention of it.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] So I pimp slap them right around the face! The boos immediately turn to cheers.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] Retire? Me? Are you joking? So what, I’ve hit a bad patch, but that’s over. And yeah, you’ve heard it all before. Words are cheap. Which is why I’m simply going to show you, starting tonight when the dream team of Trace Demon and Hutton Brown defeat the dead head brigade of EBR and Phillip Schneider! Another cheer erupts from the crowd.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] But before all of that let’s go back to Ace Bennett. You see Bennett, if I’m going to prove myself I need to prove I can beat everybody. And that has to start with you. So why don’t you come on out here and me and you, we’ll have a nice little word about how I want to kick your ass and make you cry and all that nice stuff. "Becoming the Bull" by Atreyu hit as Ace Bennett, who is in his street attire due to not being in action tonight, makes his way out to the ring to a mixed reaction. He slowly but confidently makes his way out to the ring, a smile evident on his face. After obtaining a microphone from Keri Thames, Ace enters the ring and stands face to face with Demon. He laughs a bit before beginning to speak.[/color] Ace Bennett:[/color] Oh Trace Demon, simple Trace Demon. You must be a fool to overlook me again. What is that saying? Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. I thought I made it clearly evident last week when we went one on one in this ring that I was more than just a mere pushover. Yet here you are, spouting off about how you are the best around, a mere few weeks since I just beat you. You want to kick my ass? You want to make me cry? I think you're delusional. You're time has come and gone. Now, you are nothing more than one of the stepping stones that I used to make my way to the top. I'm the future of this company, not you. It's time for you to step aside and let the real top dog finally have his day. The mixed reaction remains, and the crowd is split on who to cheer for as both boos and cheers resonate through the arena. Trace absorbs his surroundings as he replies.[/color] Trace Demon:[/color] Look, I tried to be nice before, but if this is the way it's going to be then all bets are off. Ace, I respect what you have done in the WFWF, I really do. But if I'm going to have to teach you a lesson and beat you down, leaving you a mangled mess in the center of the ring, simply to prove that I am the best around here, then so be it! Ace Bennett:[/color] Are you really that thick Trace!?! You really think that after the last performance you put on against me, that you really stand a snowball's chance in hell of beating me? Look, if you really want to make yourself look like an idiot and lose to me again, I'm completely game. I'm here to prove people like you that I'm the real deal, not just some guy who has gotten a couple lucky breaks. I'm here to stay, and whether you like it or not, I've passed you on the metaphorical depth chart around here. Trace Demon:[/color] Is that a challenge? Ace Bennett:[/color] Of course it is. Ace and Trace go face to face, staring each other down as the crowd do a cheer off, with about half of the crowd in Ace's favor and half in Trace's. Suddenly the lights go out, familiar chords begin to echo throughout the arena as “Absent” by Snot starts. The crowd start unleashing a hail of boos at the music. The video screen begins showing images of Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] I know that song. Matt Steel:[/color] I am pretty sure the world knows that song. The lead singer of Snot is dead, that always makes a band famous. Matthew Werner:[/color] That wasn’t why I know the song. Suddenly an image of Fred Durst comes on the screen. He smiles, and screams over the music “F*ck You”. The lights cut on and the one and only Michael Kyzer stands behind the two as they stare at the smiling Fred Durst. In his hand is the defunct Intergalatic Spaceman Title.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] I’m speechless. Matt Steel:[/color] That’s not being speechless. Kyzer drills Ace in the back of the head with the belt. Trace turns and catches a kick to the face. Kyzer pulls Trace up and drops him with “The Kyzer Effect.” He turns back to Ace as he starts to stand back up. He grabs him and drops him with a hammerlock DDT on the belt. Kyzer stands up with the belt stares at the two guys with that Kyzer grin on his face.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Fred Durst and Michael Kyzer in the WFWF? Matt Steel:[/color] Well that is interesting. ”Absent” continues to play as Kyzer stands over the new generation of the WFWF.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Michael Kyzer returns ... and that's not good for anyone in the WFWF. Matt Steel:[/color] In the words of a great man - "on the real, all y'all [expletive deleted] know the deal". Matthew Werner:[/color] Thanks Matt, that really sums up what we just saw ... actually ... maybe it does ... Few have started their WFWF careers as impressively as Mak Cross. Few have accomplished as much in the WFWF as current International Champion Thunder. It predictably ended as a thrilling contest. Looking to carry over his momentum from "Before The Devil Knows You're There" Thunder was able to work over Mak Cross with several of his signature moves in the closing moments, landing a Tiger Driver which Mak Cross barely got the shoulder up on. Thunder placed Cross onto his shoulders for the Thunder & Lightning but Mak Cross was able to slide off, hooking Thunder's head and driving it into the mat with the Man-Tastic. While not enough to pick up the win Cross stayed on the offensive, looking for the Cross-Out only for Thunder to impressively jerk himself free, landing behind Cross. Applying the Cobra Clutch it appeared that Thunder would notch the victory, but Mak Cross kept his composure and showed his resolve, proving that he belonged as he was able to drop to his knees, elbowing Thunder in the gut to break it up. He quickly lifted Thunder over his shoulder and nailed the Cross-Out, and that proved to be enough to get the win and pull the upset.[/color] Keri Thames: Your winner of the match ... Mak Cross! Matthew Werner:[/color] At this point I think I speak for the majority when I say that Mak Cross is becoming a force to be reckoned with. Matt Steel:[/color] Yep, I think he's in a position where even some the upper echelon guys look at the prospect of facing him as a trap match. I'm not sure anyone right now is really looking forward to the idea of facing him. As Cross celebrates a masked man enters the ring and starts viciously assaulting Mak Cross. He exits the ring, looks under it, and grabs a steel chair. Upon entering Cross is dealt with several blows to the back. The man takes off the mask to reveal himself as David Roberts! Roberts puts the chair on the mat, picks up Cross, and hits a Saving Grace on the chair! "Ima Boss" plays over the loudspeakers as David Roberts laughs and walks up the ramp.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] ... Maybe not. Matthew Werner:[/color] David Roberts just attacking Mak Cross ... some low stuff right there ... Matt Steel:[/color] Yeah I think a simple text message would have gotten his point across that he wants a re-match but hey, do what you gotta do to make your point. With that, we head to our final commercial of the night. Or day, depending on where you live. Rock on, Australia.[/color][/center] |
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Post by sonstuds on Sept 5, 2011 2:51:57 GMT -5
Crying and hiding this feeling,
Running and fighting for freedom.
Crying and hiding this feeling,
Running and fighting for freedom.
Crying and hiding this feeling,
Running and fighting for freedom.
Crying and hiding this feeling,
Running and fighting for FREEDOM!
A whispering voice repeating the same phrase four times over leaves the crowd slightly unnerved until the heavy guitar rifts of “Impossible” by Manafest begins to rock the arena. Only seconds after the guitar lets loose does The Rated X Superstar burst out from behind the curtain to a thunderous ovation, Hutton pointing down at the ramp multiple times as he makes his way to the top of the ramp. Slapping his right hand off his chest three times, Brown shields his eyes from the blinding lights of the arena as he looks out at the crowd; The Rated X Messiah pointing toward a random fan before turning to his left and repeating the process. Nodding his head a few times, Brown continues his march to the ring as he moves down the ramp at a quick pace; Hutton slapping hands with a few fans on his way to ringside. [/color] Crossing to the steel steps quickly, Hutton climbs the steps and the apron with similar haste; Brown entering the ring quickly and making his way to the far corner. Climbing up to the second rope, Hutton brings his right hand up and pans the crowd once again; Brown taking a moment to point at certain members of this capacity crowd. Jumping down from the turnbuckle, Hutton takes a few moments to stretch and unwind; preparing himself for the upcoming match. Hutton’s left arm is visibly bandaged from the snake bite on the last show.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] The WFWF National Champion looking a bit worse for wear here.. Matt Steel:[/color] That arm looks like it’s being held together by tape.. The opening chords of ‘Destabilise hit the speakers as the lights in the arena turn off, crimson spotlights shining down around the arena. As the bass hits all of the spotlights combine on the rampway where Trace Demon walks out onto the stage, his face obscured by a hood. Trace walks out onto the ramp before holding out his arm, his fingers pointed like a gun at his opponent. His other hand grasps the hood as he simultaneously pulls the hood down and throws his hands up, mouthing “Boom” as a small wall of smoke shoots up from the stage (budget cuts) and the lights turn back on. He stops at the foot of the ring before leaping up onto the apron, entering the ring between the top and middle rope. Ascending the top rope Trace points out at the fans before leaping off of the turnbuckles. He exchanges formalities with Hutton for a moment, the referee checking him for foreign objects.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] There's Trace Demon, and you have to wonder just how much that attack by Kyzer will have not only on him physically, but perhaps even mentally. Matt Steel:[/color] You don't want to get in the ring with EBR and Phillip Schneider even the least bit distracted. That won't end well. The lights in the arena dim, The introduction of "Last Resort" by Papa Roach plays, but only leads into “Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams” by The 69 Eyes, which blares over the P/A system. The lights immediately come back up and begin to flash in the entrance way, Percy Jackson making his way through the curtain followed shortly behind by Phillip Schneider. Kylie Olsen makes her way last. As she walks to the ring, she’s doing a bit of a dance with her arms, taunting like a snake towards Hutton Brown, a sly smirk on her face. Schneider makes his way to the ring, climbing to the apron and peeling off his jacket, setting it in the corner before climbing into the ring. Schneider stretches his hands and wrists a bit as he waits for the referee to check him for foreign objects.[/color] The lights dim.[/color] Can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhhh oh
Ohh can we get much higher
So high oh oh ohh oh oh ohhh oh ...Eventually, the beat to “Dark Fantasy” picks up and the familiar voice of Kanye West bellows throughout the arena. EBR emerges from the back, the expected and deserved chorus of boos following.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] And there’s EBR, our Heavyweight Champion. Matt Steel:[/color] A real American. Taking a quick pause on the stage, EBR looks around nonchalantly before he begins to descend the ramp and head towards the ring, holding the strap of the Heavyweight Title and dragging it along the ground behind him.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] You may have heard about the sex tape that was released earlier this week involving EBR and Alex Sean’s ex-wife. At this point it’s just becoming more and more embarrassing with EBR. Matt Steel:[/color] Nothing to be embarrassed about it. Looked average to me. Matthew Werner:[/color] All I’m saying is, you combine all the incidents involving EBR recently; the leaked drug test, hospitalizing Alex Sean’s cousin Adam Chartbuster ... Matt Steel:[/color] All within the confines of a match, bell-to-bell. Can’t criticize the man for doing his job well. Matthew Werner:[/color] ... opting not to wrestle on Pay-Per-Views, bringing in Rebecca Marie just to emasculate Sean, and now a sex tape? It’s a disgrace he holds that title and represents this company. Matt Steel:[/color] Tell us how you really feel. Climbing the steel steps EBR enters through the second and third rope, looking at the men who currently occupy the ring. EBR hands the Heavyweight Title to the referee, waiting in the corner. The referee makes an instruction, two in, two out. Opening bell.[/color] Ding! Ding! Ding![/color] Schneider starts the match for the reunited F*ck You team, Trace Demon for The Brown Demon. Circle around the ring. Demon raises his hands for a test of strength. Schneider kicks him in the back of the left quadriceps. Slap hard to the face of Trace Demon from Schneider, a resounding whack of flesh on flesh.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Phillip Schneider showing no respect for Trace Demon. Matt Steel:[/color] Phillip Schneider doesn’t show respect for many people at all, but he has a certain amount of unbridled hatred for Trace Demon that he doesn’t for most people. Demon holds his face for a moment. Schneider stands back and flips him off. Demon rushes across the ring for a spear. Schneider side steps and redirects Demon into the corner. EBR wastes no time in wrapping the tag rope around the throat of Trace Demon, Schneider laying in strikes to the abdominal and chest. Referee starts a count for EBR to break the choke and to let Trace Demon out of the corner, 1.…2.…3.….4.… Schneider rakes the eyes and EBR lets go of the choke, Demon stumbling to the center of the ring blinded and gagging.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] Schneider and EBR aren’t above cutting corners in order to win the match. I think that’s why they’ve been so successful individually here. Schneider makes a tag to the Heavyweight champion of the World and in comes EBR. EBR shadow boxes for a moment, teasing Trace Demon who is still seeing double following the eye gouge. EBR punts Demon in the ribs, then mounts him. EBR setting up as if he’s going for a camel clutch, but instead lays in the forearms to the face of Trace Demon. Demon is crawling towards the corner to make the tag to Hutton Brown. EBR jumps up, then drops his full body weight ass first across Demon’s back. EBR drags Trace Demon all the way back to his corner, where he makes a tag to Phillip Schneider.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] That’s a sign of a great tag team. Lots of fast tags in and out, always keep a fresh man in the ring. Matt Steel:[/color] And keep your man isolated. This is the first time that Schneider and EBR have teamed in several years but they seem to have a natural chemistry in the ring. Schneider climbs to the top rope. EBR puts the left leg of Demon across the bottom rope. Schneider comes off the top and dives right onto the leg of Trace Demon. Demon screams in agony as his leg is bent in a really awkward position.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] I think they are trying to break the leg of Trace Demon. Matt Steel:[/color] It really wouldn’t surprise me. These are two guys who were involved in the murder of CBT. They killed a man Matt. He’s dead. Where do you go on the evil level after you murder a man? Schneider the sole man in the ring from the heel team. He grabs the left leg of Trace Demon and locks on a spinning toe hold. Demon screaming in agony as the leg is contorted into an awkward position. Schneider is really applying pressure. Demon leans up and catches Schneider in a small package. Roll up but only a count of one before EBR is in the ring to break the pin attempt.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Way too close to the corner for that to have been an effective pin attempt. Matt Steel:[/color] I’m not so sure it was a planned pin attempt, but rather a way out of the spinning toe hold. EBR and Schneider start with a double team on Demon, stomping him into the mat. Hutton Brown tries to make the save for his partner, but the referee catches him and forces him back out of the ring. Schneider pulls Demon to a vertical base. Big European Uppercut from EBR to the chest of Demon, then one to the back from Schneider. Demon stumbles forwards into a knife edged chop from EBR, then backwards into a German suplex from Schneider. EBR is back out of the ring by the time Hutton resigns to the ring apron, outside of the ring long enough for Schneider to tag him back in.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] This is a smart tag team strategy. They’ve got a man injured and they’ve kept him isolated in their corner. They are picking Trace Demon apart here. EBR pulls Demon to a vertical base. Demon is having trouble standing on the leg that has been worked hard all match. EBR decides to help him stand, grabbing him in a side waist lock, lifting him up, then driving him down. The leg buckles underneath Demon and he collapses to the mat.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] Kind of a modified atomic drop there from EBR, but it was all leg that took the abuse. EBR pulls Demon to a vertical base. Irish whip attempt from EBR for more theatrics than effectiveness, because Trace Demon falls to the mat. Demon is crawling towards the corner where Hutton Brown has his hand extended. EBR grabs the leg of Trace Demon and pulls him back towards the EBR/Schneider corner. Demon flips to his back and kicks EBR off. A Ricky Morton roll later and Demon is in his own corner, tagging in Hutton Brown. Hutton into the ring like a man on fire. Right arm clothesline for EBR. Schneider into the ring. He catches a clothesline from the right arm as well. Hutton is keeping the bandaged left arm pinned close to him. EBR is back up and he catches another clothesline. Schneider up. Hutton throws a clothesline. Schneider blocks it and grabs an arm bar on the non-injured arm. Out of instinct, Hutton throws a clothesline with the injured arm. He takes Schneider off his feet, but screams in pain himself from the impact on the injury.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] I really have to wonder if Hutton Brown is in any condition to be wrestling tonight. That snake bite clearly is not healed all the way. Matthew Werner:[/color] Well, yeah.. Snake bites do tend to take more than a week to heal.. Schneider back to his feet. He grabs Hutton’s injured arm and leads him to the corner. Schneider bangs the bandage into the steel connector of the turnbuckle. EBR swoops in and clips the leg of Hutton as he stumbles out of the corner. Schneider resigns to his corner. EBR and Hutton now the legal men and the only two in the ring. EBR grabs Hutton’s injured arm and locks on an arm bar. Hutton screams in pain.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] That snake bite is like a bull’s eye.. We seen what these two did to Trace Demon’s leg earlier in the contest and it wasn’t even injured. Matthew Werner:[/color] They’ve got a weak point on Hutton and they are clearly going to exploit it. EBR holds the arm bar with one arm, using the point of the elbow on the other arm to grind into the wound. EBR lifts his elbow up and drives it into the wound. Hutton is able to get free and rolls to the floor. Schneider meets him there, grabbing the arm quickly and ramming it into the steel ring post. Hutton goes to the ground to just try to protect his arm. Schneider laying in the stomps. Referee starting a ten count for a count out. Hutton fights to his feet, shoving Schneider into the rail and rolling into the ring.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] I think Hutton quickly realized that covering up and waiting the fight out was just going to get him counted out, not accomplish or protect at all. Matt Steel:[/color] Being on the floor with Phillip Schneider isn’t a battle you’re going to win. EBR grabs the injured arm of Hutton again. Twisting wrist lock into a crank over the shoulder. Tag from EBR to Schneider. Schneider into the ring with a drop of an elbow onto the arm. Whip from Schneider, using the injured arm as the means to whip. Hutton into the far ropes. Schneider aims for a Yakuza kick. Hutton ducks under and continues to the near ropes. Hutton rebounds. Diving European Uppercut from Hutton. Schneider is sent sailing backwards and into the ropes. He catches himself in a seated position on the middle rope, using the top rope to swing back into the ring. Schneider runs at Hutton. Huge palm strike from Hutton takes Schneider into a dazed and confused stance. Hutton grabs Schneider and throws him up and over for a German suplex. Bridge into a pin attempt from Hutton.[/color] ... 1[/color] ... ... 2[/color] ... Kick out at two from Schneider. EBR was starting into the ring to break the fall anyways, but was questionably delayed in doing so.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] Near fall from Hutton. Phillip Schneider nearly suffered his first loss since returning.. Hutton crawling towards the corner. Schneider as well. Both men are injured. Schneider knocked half loopy from the flurry from Hutton, Hutton from his arm injury. Both men slowly to their hands and knees. Hutton makes the tag to Demon, Schneider to EBR. Two fresh men in. Demon is still hobbling on his leg from earlier in the match’s abuse. He takes EBR out with a forearm. EBR right back to his feet. Trace Demon rushes in for a spear. EBR catches him in a front face lock. He’s locked on like a pitbull in Michael Vick’s yard, his front standing guillotine choke locked in.[/color] Matthew Werner:[/color] There’s the 36th Chamber from EBR. Matt Steel:[/color] And I don’t like Trace Demon’s chances.. Hutton Brown runs into the ring to break it up, but he’s caught by a Yakuza Kick from Schneider that sends him to the outside in a heap. Trace Demon is struggling to stay standing. EBR has the choke locked on tight and is leaning his body weight down on Trace. Trace is standing on one leg, really trying to stay standing to maintain consciousness. Like a real dick, Schneider clips Trace’s standing leg. Trace loses balance and the two drop to the mat and like that, it’s lights out for Trace Demon.[/color] Matt Steel:[/color] Choked out. Choked until there was no breath in his lungs.. Keri Thames:[/color] Your winners of the match ... EBR and Phillip Schneider! Ding! Ding! Ding!Matthew Werner: Well Hutton Brown and Trace Demon gave a valiant effort here tonight but the combination of EBR and Phillip Schneider, as well as Hutton's injuries going in proved to be too much for them to overcome. Even as the bell rings, EBR holds on to the Guillotine, only releasing Trace Demon from his grasp when the official runs in to pull him off. The champion stands to his feet and directs a nod toward Phillip Schneider, who reciprocates, then goes on to leave the ring, leaving EBR standing alone in the squared circle. He moves over toward the broadcast side of the ring and gestures for the staff to hand him his championship, to which they oblige and EBR drapes the title proudly over his shoulder.Matt Steel: The greatest of all-time right there, ladies and gentlemen. He's the Michael Jordan, the Tiger Woods, the Babe Ruth, the Muhammad Ali of this sport. Matthew Werner: I hardly think the match here tonight is any sort of indicator of that, Matt. Matt Steel: Haters gon' hate, as they say. Matthew Werner: Well in any case... Amidst the typical banter between the Matts, the lights in the building cut to black, interrupting both the flow of their conversation and drawing a collective confusion from the audience in the stands to EBR standing in the center of the ring.Matthew Werner: This is unexpected. Matt Steel: Oh no, EBR may have become too powerful, this could be "the man" finally coming to shut him down. After a few moments, the attention of all is brought to the big screen, as "Beware" by Big Punisher rings through the P.A. system and a video package begins to play.Just as the song begins, we start on a black and white shot of a man sitting on a locker room bench, carefully wrapping his hands in hand-wraps. A black hoodie covers his torso, arms, and the hood is pulled over his head, obscuring his face. We begin to zoom in just as the recognizable line "I gave you fair warning, before" reverberates, triggering a series of warm-up shots of seemingly the same individual. We see him shadow-striking, gracefully chaining combinations of punches, kicks, knees, and elbows together. We see him circling the inside of a ring using inside laterals, circling around an unidentified man, as if they are about to spar. We see the man in a basic mat room, practicing the motions of a double leg takedown and circling off and back to his feet. Just as the drums are about to kick in and song is about to pick up, the alternating ceases just as we close in on the seated man. His hands wrapped, he tosses the hoodie back, revealing himself to be Alex Sean. The color fades into the image and the former champion stands up from the bench and walks out of frame. As this is happening, the voice of Alex Sean speaks out over the music."I told 'em this was going to happen. That if they kept pushing me, they were gonna see a side of myself that they wouldn't like."Just as the drums kick in, we cut to training footage of Sean, beginning with him striking with a sparring partner, his foe protected with headgear and body pads. Sean moves carefully, threatening with a jab or two. We then cut to Sean in a weight room. A bar holding what appears to be a considerable amount of weight is draped over his shoulders as he squats, a trainer standing off to the side counting each rep. From there we shift to Sean on the mats, circling a sparring partner. Suddenly, his foe drops low, shooting in for a single leg, prompting Sean to immediately sprawl, and the two men begin to struggle for an advantage. Following that, we cut to Sean, clad in a weight vest, running uphill a rough, mountain terrain. Though he moves relatively quickly, he's every so often slowed by uneven spots in the terrain ranging from large stones to holes in the ground."The reality is that EBR is the toughest opponent of my career. Because of that, I've had to train harder for this match than I have for any other match I have had. I've had to constantly test myself in the gym, to push myself farther than I ever have before in every aspect of the game; Cardio, strength, speed, wrestling, striking, submissions, everything."We cut to Sean standing in front of a brick wall, moving on the balls of his feet as an unnamed man stalks him, holding a typical, small, rubber ball in his hands. After a moment of them waiting each other out, the man tosses the ball suddenly toward Sean's head, prompting Sean to weave his head out of the way, sending the ball bouncing off the wall behind him and back into the hands of the man, who after a moment or two repeats, forcing Sean to constantly dodge the ball. From there, we cut to Sean in a ring with two other men who are showcasing clinch techniques on the ropes as Sean listens and watches intently. We then move to Sean once again in the weight room in the same squat position, however this time with less weight. Sean squats down, then explodes back up, this time in a jumping squat. He lands and continues the movement, exploding quickly into a series of powerful jumping squats. From there we cut to Sean standing in front of a speed bag, his eyes zeroed in on the target as he keeps up a steady but slower rhythm on the bag, throwing only lead right hands."This training, it takes a toll on you. It has to. You have to leave everything you have in that gym every day. In the past, even against the toughest of opponents, I've allowed this to demotivate me, relying on my natural abilities to bring me through the toughest of battles. But this match, this opponent... It's not hard to stay motivated."We cut back to Sean running up the mountain, a small bit of stubble indicating the passage of time as well as more weights in the vest. Regardless, Sean presses farther up the mountain, beads of sweat dripping off of his forehead. From there we cut to Sean back on the mats sparring with an opponent. Similarly to before, the man drops for a single leg takedown, however Sean is able to react quicker than before and gets double underhooks, locking ahold of his foe in the clinch. Immediately, Sean pressures his opponent, but the man is able to stay upright, and the two continue to battle in the clinch. We follow that with Sean back in the weight room. His trainer tosses a medicine ball at Sean, who catches it, then tosses it back. Immediately, Sean sprawls, dropping to the ground on his palms, then presses himself back to his feet in time to catch the medicine ball and toss it back again as his trainer counts the reps. We then cut to Sean sparring with an unidentified individual, both men wearing boxing gloves and Sean's partner covered in pads just as before. With a bit more spring in his step, Sean moves laterally around his foe, allowing him to take the center of the ring. Sean throws out a couple of quick, peppering jabs with confidence. His partner attempts to counter, trying to loop over Sean's right hand with a left of his own, but Sean ducks down, weaving underneath the counter, following up with a hard inside leg kick, then dashes off toward his right and away from his foe."EBR's talked a lot. He's spent these past months running his mouth, trying to bury my name in dirt. I'm sure some fans have had their doubts, but believe this; I ain't dead, I'm coming back, and I'm bringing hell."We cut to Sean once again running up the mountain, a full-on beard covering his face. His face covered in sweat, Sean struggles, the very top of the mountain within eyesight. From there we cut to Sean in a track and field training fascility, the course designed for hurdles. With an improved explosiveness, Sean leaps over the hurdles gracefully and with impressive speed. We then cut to Sean on the mats sparring. As he and his foe circle, Sean drops low before his foe can react, and grabs ahold of him for a double leg. The man struggles, trying to stay upright, but Sean, keeping ahold of him tightly, stands to his feet, picking his sparring partner up off the ground, and slams him hard down to the mats. We then cut to Sean in the ring circling his padded striking sparring partner. Sean moves aggressively as well as tactically, slipping punches, countering, moving with noticeably improved speed and timing. Amidst the back and forth trading, Sean connects with a left uppercut, sending his opponent back toward the ropes. Sean immediately pounces, unleashing a vicious combination of punches, both to the body and head, as well as knees. Having taken enough, the sparring partner slumps to the mat, and Sean steps away from him. We finally cut to Sean having reached the top of the mountain, looking down at the vast environment below him."They asked me to give a message to EBR. Heh... I'll just say this much; I've trained myself to fight an army. Every day I sharpen my skills, sparring with some of the toughest guys on the earth. Mentally and physically, I've never been more motivated and prepared for anything. I just hope that EBR has done the same. I want him to know that I ain't been out here getting ready to have a fight, I've been out here preparing to win a war."And with that, the music fades out as does the video to black, and we return to a live shot of the building where the lights have begun to return.Matthew Werner: Ladies and gentlemen, I've just received word in my headset that, officially, next week, Alex Sean will be back! That's right, Alex Sean is returning in just one week! Still in the ring, EBR stands with his arms folded, a somewhat dismissive grin on his face.Matt Steel: Perhaps more importantly, Alex Sean now has a beard, an impressive one at that, which means he's subject to the M.S.U.B.V.H., however EBR's seeming lack of concern for sure overrides it's conclusion. Matthew Werner: ... M.S.U.B.V.H.? Matt Steel: You've never heard of the "Matt Steel Universal Beard Value Hypothesis"? Matthew Werner: ... No. Matt Steel: Oh, well you see... Steel reaches for a chart, which is revealed to contain a series of pictures of famous, impressive beards, each with a respective ranking.Matt Steel: As you can see... Pointing to the chart. ... Based off of the footage we saw, Sean's newfound beard would place him somewhere between number 23, Sylvestor Stallone from the training montage in Rocky IV, and as low as 26, Gerard Butler from the 300. There's definitely some wiggle room in the middle there. Matthew Werner: ... Well... That'll certainly prove to be relevant in the weeks ahead. Matt Steel: It could, it could. Matthew Werner: And on that note, we'll see you next week! And with that, we fade to black, and the WFWF logo flashes across the screen. [/center] |
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Post by CM Poor on Sept 5, 2011 5:38:52 GMT -5
Kyzer. That is all.
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Post by Kyzer on Sept 5, 2011 12:12:27 GMT -5
Having Fred Durst in my return was so much cooler than Alex Sean's shadow boxing. ;D Fun show though, I do hate summarized match results but I get why you do them. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2011 12:18:43 GMT -5
Returns and Ambushes oh my. Next card shall be interesting. 3-0 but shame things got in the way. Can't complain about a win too much though.
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Post by recklessmatten on Sept 5, 2011 12:30:13 GMT -5
I would like to say good work to all the writers of this show, especially my match. Sucks to lose my comeback match, but I can learn from my mistakes and can only get better
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Post by wweuniverse47871 on Sept 9, 2011 23:38:23 GMT -5
Nice to see I'm going 2 - 1  |
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I dont know good luck 
