Post by TheSystem 1.5 on Dec 23, 2014 2:37:30 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry for cluttering the board
*The show opens with a highlight reel of the battle royal and the best of five champion series and ends with a split screen of stills of Vader and Kurt Angle. The word Anarchy spelled out above the pictures. It cuts to Angle in a gym, sitting on a bench,sweating.*
Cameraman: Kurt, one has to know, you and Vader have been having phsyical and brutal matches the past four week, but tonight its a last man standing match, how have been preparing?
Angle: You cant prepare. Its a match where two people beat the hell out of each other until the other cant stand. This match favors Vader...*he wipes his face with a towel*...but if hes winning this match, then he better be prepared to do it with a broken ankle.
*Angle goes back to his work out and it cuts to Vader in the locker room*
Cameraman: Vader...
*Vader stands and growls "Get out!' and chases the cameraman out and slams the door. The feed cuts to the ring, the crowd cheering. *
Nick Crew: Welcome to the first ever GSW ppv, as always calling this show with me, *he takes a deep breath*, Havoc
Havoc: Im excited, and not just because of Kaitlyn this time. The energy, the crowd, Im all boned up and ready to go
Crew*under his breath*: oh my God
*The MCMG music begins playing the cheers continue as the Guns come out and pose*
Kaitlyn Canario: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 420lbs, the Motor City Machine Guns.
*The Guns high five audience members on their way to the ring and they get in the ring, crowd cheering*
Canario: And their...
Duchess: Don't bother Katy
*The camera pans to the aisle, Duchess, smirking in a black skirt and a Clash shirt, is standing there holding a mic*
Duchess: Introducing, from England, weighing in at a combined 512lbs, the next great tag team, Tommy Preston and Alpha.
*The crowd boos as a instrumental of "London Calling" plays over the pa. Tommy, wearing Union Jack half tights, black boots,matching Union Jack knee pads and white wrist tape, and Alpha, wearing a Union Jack singlet, black knee pads and elbow pads, and his hands taped, walk out as Duchess claps and the audience boos. They walk to and into the ring.
Duchess staying outside of the ring.*
Crew: Well the debut of these two men has been hyped for four weeks with claims of great talent, but we'll have to see for ourselves
Havoc: I was convinced the first time I saw Duchess
*Alpha and Alex Shelly exit the ring, leaving Preston and Sabin to start the match.Preston and Sabin lock up and Preston hits Sabin with a European uppercut. Sabin falls to one knee, holding his jaw, his back to Preston. Preston picks up Sabin for a back drop, Sabin flips off of Prestons shoulder. Preston turns around and Sabin dropkicks him. Sabin poses as the crowd cheers. Preston kips up and when Sabin turns around, Sabin jumps a little and Preston claps softly, smirking.*
Crew: Impressive dropkick from Sabin, followed by a arrogant display of sportsmanship from Tommy Preston.
*Sabin and Preston lock up again and Preston puts Sabin into a guillotine choke and Preston tags in Alpha.Preston, still holding the guillotine, lifts Sabins arm and Alpha kicks Sabin in the gut. Preston leaves the ring. Alpha throws Sabin into the corner. Alpha kicks Sabin twice, then climbs on the middle rope and hits with a Sabin with a knee in face. Sabin falls to his knees. Alpha tags in Preston. Preston puts Sabin in a sleeper hold,backs up and climbs onto the second rope, holding Sabin off the ground choking him, the crowd boos. Preston lets Sabin go, Sabin falls onto all fours. Preston climbs up to the top rope. When Sabin stands and turns around Preston jumps and hits Sabin with a back elbow. Sabin falls onto his back, a little closer to Shelly. Preston taunts Shelly, Shelly jumps into the ring. The ref stops Shelly, and tries to get him to leave. As the ref is distracted, Preston sets Sabin throat first against the bottom rope, and pushes Sabin down with his foot. Preston lets go just before the ref turns around, the crowd boos. Preston tags in Alpha. They pick Sabin up and irish whip Sabin. Sabin wraps his arms around the ropes, stopping himself. Sabin moves towards Shelly. Alpha rushes and tackles Sabins legs, Sabin falls forward and tries to crawl towards Shelly. Preston runs up and drops a knee across Sabins back, Sabin groans in pain. The crowd boos, Alpha drags Sabin by his legs to the middle of the ring.*
Crew: Well as much as I hate to admit it, that was some good tag team work from Alpha and Preston.
Havoc: That was great! Brilliant move!
*Alpha puts Sabin in a guillotine and tags in Preston. Before they can capitalize on the tag, Sabin runs pushing Alpha into the MCMG corner. The crowd cheers. Shely tags in, the cheers get louder. Shelly jumps onto Alphas shoulders and jumps at Preston, hitting a cross body. Shelly quickly rolls up and runs and hits Alpha with a dropkick. The crowd cheering.*
Crew: Shelly turning the tide of this match.
*Alpha slumps in the corner, letting go of Sabin. Shelly props Preston up in the corner.Sabin and Shelly stand in the middle of the ring. Shelly runs towards Preston, Sabin runs towards Alpha. While Shelly is able to hit his hesitation dropkick, Alpha spring up and hits Sabin with a clothesline. When Shelly gets up, he swings and Alpha. Alpha ducks it and hits Shelly with a German suplex. Alpha trash talks Shelly before leaving the ring, grabbing the tag rope and tagging himself back in. Duchess pulls Tommy out of the ring. The crowd booing.. Alpha picks Shelly up for a suplex. Sabin quickly stands and kicks Alpha in the gut, Shelly reverses it into a ddt. The crowd cheers, the ref gets Sabin out of the ring*
Havoc: Cheaters.
Crew: So are the Brits
Havoc: Bull-
Crew: Hang on, speaking of
*While the ref is distracted, Preston slides back into the ring and hits Shelly with a tiger suplex and quickly leaves before the ref turns around. The crowd booing. As the ref, checks on Shelly, Alpha crawls to and leans on the second rope, Sabin takes this time to hit Alpha with a running knee, the boos becoming cheers, as Alpha rolls into the corner. Preston starts around to confront Sabin. Sabin runs and tries for a crossbody, but Preston catches Sabin and hits a fallaway slam, the crowd boos. Shelly picks Alpha up and situates him on the top rope and climbs up with him. Preston continues to attack Sabin. The ref leaves the ring to try to separate Preston from Sabin. While this happens, Duchess sneaks into the ring and pulls Shelly off the top rope. Shelly lands on his feet and turns facing Duchess. They argue as Alpha jumps down, rushes and hits Shelly with a German suplex, the Duchess leaves the ring. The crowd booing, the ref gets back into the ring after getting Preston away from Sabin. Alpha picks Shelly up into a torture rack position. He spins it out into a sitdown powerbomb. The crowd oohs as the ref counts the three. The crowd boos as their music plays. *
Duchess: Your winners by pinfall, Tommy Preston and Alpha.
*The crowd boos, as Alpha leaves the ring and him and Preston start to leave.*
Duchess: Poor MCMGs. Two sheep sent into a lions den. Though I will applaud you for trying.
*She smirks and claps softly. And turns to leave smirking.*
Havoc: I like em, especially if Duchess keeps dressing like that.
Crew: Well the Guns certainly did put up a fight-
Havoc: A very bad one
Crew: Oh for God sakes
*It cuts to Triple H walking towards the ring.*
Crew: Moving on from that ill gained victory. Three weeks ago we saw Antonio Cesaro take on The Game. After losing to Brian Kendrick the week before, Cesaro came into his match with HHH more aggressive then usual...
*Clips of the HHH/Cesaro match play*
Crew:...leading to Cesaro taking out the knee of HHH.
Havoc : Then that little jerk stuck his huge nose where it didn't belong and screwed Vader out of the GSW title.
Crew: HHH had a score to settle with Vader, the man that cost HHH an opportunity to be the first GSW champion, and he did it the way he felt necessary
.
*HHHs music begins to play, the crowd a mix of boos and cheers. HHH walks out and bows his head and pours water over his head, and shakes it off, and lifts his head, spitting out some water. HHH starts to walk to the ring.*
Canario: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first-
*HHH almost to the ring, Cesaro runs out behind HHH and chop blocks HHHs taped bad knee. HHH falls right down, holding his knee, groaning. Cesaro poses, the crowd boos. Cesaro stomps HHH a few times and tosses HHH into the ring, and follows. Cesaro grabs Canarios mic.*
Cesaro; Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Antonio Cesaro, I am from Lucerene, Sweden , and after tonight, I will become the new Game.
*The crowd boos as Cesaro drops the mic and sets HHH up for the neutralizer. HHH back body drops Cesaro, the crowd cheers. HHH hops a little moving his bad leg back and forth. Cesaro gets up right away and runs at HHH. HHH backs up and when Cesaro gets close enough, HHH moves and throws Cesaro over the top rope. The crowd cheers and HHH follows. Cesaro pulls himself up using the guard rail. HHH clubs Cesaro across the back. Cesaro groans and moves a little away from HHH. *
Ref: 3.....4... come one guys....
*HHH turns Cesaro around and punches Cesaro and Cesaro stumbles up the aisle a little, HHH runs and hits a high knee, knocking Cesaro down. The crowd cheers HHH starts walking back to the ring.*
Ref: 5.....6...
*Cesaro gets up and runs and pulls HHH off of the apron. HHH tries for a punch but Cesaro blocks it and punches HHH. Cesaro hits HHH across the back of the neck, both moving up the aisle.*
Ref: ....7....8....
*HHH and Cesaro trade punches up the aisle and backstage, the ref gets to ten and calls for the bell. The crowd boos.*
Canario: The ref has counted both men, there for this match has been ruled a draw.
Crew: Well lets hope we get to see the match some day.
Havoc: Just to see the same result as three weeks ago?
Crew: Oh shut up
*It cuts to Taz sitting in a locker room, holding the International title, staring at it, his head bent down, and the towel over his head.*
Taz: A street fight..that freak actually thinks that will scare me. Throw me off my game, no chance. Cactus you're a tough son of a bitch and so am I. Tonight we're going to beat the hell out of each other. And as much as you want to believe, you'll walk away the winner...or at all, it just aint going to happen....survive...if I let you.
*Its cuts back to the ring.*
Crew: Well folks this next match has quite a history behind it. Although the match everyone, myself included, would've preferred Jeff Hardy, we're still looking forward to this match, Matt Hardy vs Raven. Although now there is the added presence of Saturn.
*A package airs of the Hardy/Raven feud, right up to Saturn vs Shannon Moore.*
Havoc: And Shannon hasn't shown his face around here since and he's damn smart for doing so.
*Ravens music begins playing the crowd boos loud. Raven and Saturn start walking through the crowd and Raven climbs over the guardrail first, followed by Saturn. Raven walks over to Jack Palmer and whispers something in his ear and pulls a piece of paper out of his jacket and hands it to Palmer. Palmer reads it and calls for a mic.*
Palmer: According to this, Raven has been injured so he has requested Saturn takes his place tonight
*The crowd boos as Raven looks around*
Crew:Oh c'mon
Palmer: Seems like none of us believe it, there for Raven get in that ring and face the music.
*The crowd cheers as Raven stares down Palmer. Saturn pulls Raven back. Raven takes his jacket off, not taking his sights off of Palmer. The Hardys music play, the crowd is a mix of cheers and chants for Jeff. The Hardys run through the crowd and jump over the guardrail, Jeff hitting Saturn, Matt hitting Raven. The crowd cheers as Matt throws Raven into the ring. Jeff stomps on Saturn before picking Saturn up and tossing him over the guardrail, the cheering continues, Jeff takes a kendo stick out from under the ring and stands in front of the guardrail, blocking Saturn from getting involved.*
Crew: Jeff using an unorthodox method to keep this a fair match
*Matt follows Raven in. Raven kicks Matt in the gut when Matt gets in and stands up. Raven irish whips Matt and hits a drop toe hold, the crowd booing. As Matt gets to his feet, bent over, Raven runs off the ropes and hits Matt with a knee lift. Matt stands holding his face. Raven hits Matt with a dropkick. Matt falls backwards. Raven stands and grabs Matt by the hair and Raven slides out of the ring, pulling Matt out with him.*
Crew: So far its all Raven
Havoc: So far all I've seen is Kaitlyns great legs
Crew: Anyway
*Raven drags Matt towards the guardrail to the left of them. *
Crew: Raven seems to be employing his anything to win mentality-
*Raven stands Matt up and irish whips Matt, Matt reverses it irish whipping Raven into the guardrail. The crowd cheers.*
Crew:-and it backfired on him
Havoc: Only so far Nicky
*Matt grabs Raven and tosses Raven back into the ring. Matt climbs into the top rope. As Raven gets up bent over, Matt jumps driving his elbow into the back of Ravens neck. Raven falls to knee and grabs his neck before laying on his side.Matt poses as the crowd cheers. Raven pulls himself up in the corner, Matt runs at Raven jumps and hits Raven with a monkey flip. Raven lands and rolls up onto his knee. Matt walks closer and gets punched in the stomach. Raven punches Matt a few times before trying for a discus clothesline, but Matt reverses it into a side effect. The crowd cheers, Matt holds up the V1 sign.*
Crew: Well Matt may be looking at a victory here.
*The camera goes wide and catches Saturn running and jumping over the guardrail. Jeff backs up and Saturn misses and lands hard, the audience oohs. Jeff starts wailing on Saturn with the kendo stick. *
Havoc: Hang on, we got a fight going on at ringside.
Crew: More like a mugging
*Security comes down and pulls the kendo stick out of Jeffs hand. Jeff argues with security for a few seconds before stomping and punching Saturn. The crowd cheering, security tries to pull them apart as Saturn starts to fight back.The ref gets out to try and help. Back in the ring, Ravens back to his feet and Matt has his back to Raven*
Crew: Watch out Matt.
*Matt turns and gets clotheslined over by Raven. Raven turns away and poses. Matt lands on the apron and leans down and picks up Jeffs kendo stick. Matt gets back in the ring and runs and hits Raven across the shoulders with the kendo stick. The audience goes into a mix of boos and cheers. Raven falls forward and leans against the ropes. Matt throws the kendo stick outside the ring and turns Raven around and hits a Twist of Fate. Matt drags Raven away from the ropes and calls the ref back in. Matt covers Raven for the three. The audience cheers. Matt gets out of the ring and pulls Jeff off of Saturn and starts pulling Jeff up the aisle.*
Canario: Your winner by pinfall Matt Hardy.
*The Hardys music plays and it cuts to Cesaro in the parking lot, hes holding a towel on his forehead.*
Cameraman: Cesaro, what happened after you and HHH went backstage?
Cesaro: What happened? This.
*He pulls the towel away to show a pretty nasty cut on his forehead.*
Cesaro:This is what happens when you get thrown into a door frame. HHH is going to pay for this. I dont when and I dont know where, but by the time Im done with him, he'll be kissing my boots, calling me.. The Game.
*It cuts back to the arena*
Crew: Well hell of a night so far. A strong showing in the debut of Alpha and Tommy Preston, and a hard fought win for Matt Hardy.
Havoc: I have a feeling that-
*Austins music hits as the crowd cheer loud. Austin, minus his vest, quickly walks to the ring and gets in. He grabs Kaitlyns mic out of her hand*
Austin: Your a nice woman but please get the hell, I got business to handle.
*Kaitlyn slowly starts to get of the ring.*
Austin :Cmon move your ass honey
*She gets out and sits down.*
Havoc: Thats not how you talk to a woman as beautiful as her, you inconsiderate redneck.
*He turns to Kaitlyn.*
Havoc: Are you ok baby?
Crew: Stop please, Im pretty sure she could kick your ass.
Austin *walking in circles in the ring*: I aint in the mood for all that fancy crap, so Randy just get your sorry ass out here so I can kick it and go back to worrying about the Undertaker.
*Austin throws the mic away and the crowd cheers. The cheers turn to boos as Randy Orton slowly starts walking down the aisle. Austin slides out of the ring and runs up towards to Orton. Orton ducks Austins clothesline and runs into the ring. Orton smirks.*
Crew: Orton outsmarting Austin
*Austin runs into the ring and gets stomped on by Orton a few times. Orton picks Austin up and slaps Austin*
Crew: That might've been a horrible idea Randy
Havoc: Orton knows what hes doing.
*Austin puts his hand to his mouth and turns his head staring at a smirking Orton. Austin punches Orton in the mouth and Orton goes down.*
Havoc: He still knows what hes doing.
*Orton rolls to his feet, Austin punches Orton a few more times, until Ortons against the ropes. Austin irish whips Orton. Orton slides out of the ring and walks towards the announce table, Austin slides out and clotheslines Orton cutting him off.*
Crew: Well remember folks- *Austin slams Ortons face against the table*- no count outs in this match or the next two either for that matter.
Havoc: All I know is I don't feel safe with this reckless hick this close to us Nick.
*Austin drags Orton by the hair towards the guardrail. Austin picks Orton and drops Orton stomach first onto the guardrail. Orton falls off of the rail and into the crowd. Austin walks away for a few seconds and then hops over the guardrail. *
Havoc: Hides your wives and children, the man cant be trusted.
Crew: You dont wanna live to see next year do you?
Havoc: Of course I do, what kind of asinine question is that?
* Austin grabs Orton by the hair and trunks and tosses Orton back over the guardrail, Orton arches in pain when he hits the floor, the crowd oohs. Austin hops over the guardrail. He grabs Orton and slams Orton face first into the apron. The crowd oohs and Austin throws Orton back into the ring.*
Havoc: We may see some actual wrestling here...finally.
Crew: Doubtful
*Orton rolls onto all fours, Austin slides in and picks Orton up. Orton rakes Austin eyes. The crowd boos, Austin grabs his eyes, and walks away from Orton. Orton goes up behind
Austin and locks in a sleeper hold, pulling Austin to the mat and switches it to a headlock. The crowd boos. *
Crew: Well the fans were looking for a beating
Havoc: Savages.
*Orton holds the headlock for a few minutes until Austin gets onto one knee and punches Orton in the stomach before standing up and tossing Orton off. When Austin stands up straight, he spins Orton around facing Austin. Orton uppercuts Austin. Austin stumbles backwards and sits on the middle rope holding his jaw. Orton pushes Austin onto the apron with his foot. Orton picks Austin up and pulls Austin setting up a hanging ddt. Austin works legs free and gets back in the ring. Austin picks Orton up and drops Orton crotch first against his knee. As Orton stands dazed, Austin kicks Orton in the stomache, the crowd cheers. Orton reverses it pushing Austin into the ropes. When Austin bounces off , Orton tries for an RKO but Austin pushes Orton away. Orton stumbles a little and turns around and gets kicked in the stomach again. The audience cheers again but the lights go out. They stay off for a few minutes but when they come back, Ortons on knee in the ring with just the ref, Austin nowhere in sight.*
Crew: Umm what the hell happened to Austin?
Havoc : He probably ran away from Orton
Crew: Yes,Im sure thats it
*Orton looks around shocked, he gets out of the ring and quickly heads backstage.It cuts away to Taz sitting in a locker room with his towel over his head.*
Crew: Well there you see the first and current GSW International Champion . He won that belt in the finals of a tournament by beating the same opponent he faces tonight, Cactus Jack in a rematch for the belt.
Havoc: The only difference is that this wont be a normal match, this time it'll be a street fight.
Crew: And it promises to be just that, a fight. Never thought I'd say to listen to Havoc but this is the match where I would recommend putting the kids to bed
Havoc: Wait, shouldn't we get a bodyguard out here for Kaitlyn
Crew: Shes a big girl, Im sure shes smart enough to run if they get too close.
*Havoc makes a squealing noise. Cactus' music begins playing the crowd cheer.*
Canario: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the GSW International championship. Introducing first from Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, weighing 297 lbs, Cactus Jack.
*The crowd cheer as Cactus walks out holding a bag. He raises his arm, as he walks down the aisle and slides the bag into the ring before getting in himself.*
Havoc: What do you thinks in the bag?
Crew: God only knows
Havoc: Kaitlyn should introduce Taz from out here where she'll be safe
*Tazs music hits, the crowd boos, as Taz walks out , the belt in his hand, a black towel over his head*
Canario: And his opponent, from the Red Hook section of Brooklyn, New York, weighing 240lbs , he is the GSW International champion Taz
*Taz ignores the boos, getting into the ring. Cactus sits his bag in the corner. Taz throws his towel off, and hands the ref the belt. The ref shows it to Taz and to Cactus, and then holds it up. The ref hands the belt to an outside staff member and calls for the bell. Taz and Cactus stare each other down in the middle of the ring, Taz folds his arms, Cactus smirks and points to the bag. Taz looks at it and then back at Cactus*
Crew: Taz as concerned as he should be with the contents of that bag.
Havoc: Whos gonna swing first Nicky?
*Cactus punches Taz, Taz stumbles backwards a little before shaking it off and folding his arms staring at Cactus. Cactus smirks and punches Taz again, but Taz catches it and punches Cactus. Cactus and Taz start trading punches as the crowd cheers.*
Crew: Well that didnt take long.
* Taz gets the better of Cactus and pushes Cactus against the ropes and irish whips Cactus. Taz bounces off the ropes and clotheslines Cactus as the reach the middle of the ring. The crowd boos, Cactus rolls right back up and Taz hits Cactus with a stiff standing clothesline, Cactus stays down for a moment before rolling onto his side and uses the ropes to pull himself up. When Cactus gets up Taz hits Cactus with a german suplex, he covers Cactus for a one count. Taz grabs Cactus by the hair and starts punching Cactus. Taz lets go of Cactus' hair and gets up and goes to the corner and picks Cactus' bag.*
Crew: Well Taz examining the bag
*Taz unties it and reaches his hand into it. He quickly pulls his hand back out and drops the bag. *
Crew: Well it must some kind of weapon, and if I'm not mistaken I think Tazs finger is bleeding.
*Cactus runs up and hits Taz from behind. Taz goes into the corner, Cactus turns Taz so he is facing him. Cactus punches Taz until Taz is slumped in the corner. Cactus walks over to the parallel corner and runs towards Taz. As Cactus gets close, Taz springs up and hits a stiff clothesline, the crowd boos. Taz screams f*** you at them and picks Cactus up and locks his waist. Cactus bites the forehead of Taz until Taz lets go, Cactus punches Taz. Taz goes down but gets right up, Cactus looks around and punches Taz again. Taz stays down for a little longer before rolling up. Cactus smirks and rears back for a punch, but instead low blows Taz, the crowd cheers. Cactus grabs Taz and tosses Taz over the top rope, Cactus follows Taz out.*
Crew: Well Taz not where he wants to be when facing Cactus Jack
* Cactus picks Taz up and irish whips Taz. Taz reverses it and irish whips Cactus into the guardrail. Cactus hits it and stumbles forward, Taz locks Cactus' waist and hits a belly-to-belly suplex on the floor. The crowd oohs. Taz picks Cactus and rolls Cactus into the ring. Taz covers Cactus for a two count. Taz stands up and picks Cactus up and Taz hits an overhead german suplex. Cactus rolls out of the ring after landing and leans on the apron. Taz stays in the ring. *
Crew: Well Taz trying to keep this match out of Cactus' territory, if you will.
Havoc: He's a dyed skunk...
Crew: What?
Havoc: Hes orange with a big yellow stripe going up his stomach
*Havoc begins laughing as Crew sighs*
* Cactus recovers and Taz yells at Cactus to get back in the ring, Cactus smirks and shakes his head no. Cactus goes under the ring and pulls out a chair, the crowd cheers. Cactus throws the chair into the ring, Taz dodges it and slides it out of the ring with his foot. Cactus pulls out a garbage can and throws it in the ring to the same result but this time the can gets stuck in the ropes. As Taz tries to push it out, Cactus gets in the ring, holding a chair. He runs up behind Taz and hits Taz in the back, Taz spills to the outside. Cactus gets out and lays the chair on top of Taz. Cactus climbs back on the apron. Cactus holds his arm up, the crowd cheers, Cactus starts running. As he run, the chair comes into view and hits Cactus in the knee. Cactus stumbles and his momentum sends Cactus shoulder first into the post, the crowd oohs. Cactus lands to the side of the announce table.*
Crew: Well Taz using the chair as a projectile
Havoc: Smart cookie that Taz
*Taz uses the guardrail to pull himself up and walks over to Cactus. Taz picks Cactus up.*
Havoc: 300+ pounds of dead weight
.
*Taz locks his arms around Cactus' waist and belly-to-belly suplexs Cactus over the guardrail. The crowd ooohs. Taz pants on the floor and slowly pulls himself up and cimbs over the guardrail. Cactus is slowly sitting up, Taz stomps at the back of Cactus, Cactus rolls onto his hands and knees. Taz yells at a fan to get up and when the fan does, Taz grabs his chair and hits Cactus across the back with it a few times before throwing it to the side. Taz picks Cactus up and irish whips him but Cactus reverses and sends Taz into the guardrail, the crowd cheers. Cactus stumbles a little and then runs and clotheslines Taz, both spill over the guardrail.*
Crew: Cactus clothesine sending both men over the guardrail
*Cactus slowly sits up and does the bang bang taunt, the crowd cheers. Cactus leans over and bites Taz, Taz tries to push Cactus off, gritting his teeth. Cactus stops and kneels looking around and raises his arm to cheers. Cactus drags Taz closer towards the ring.*
Crew: Well it appears Taz has started bleeding a little
Havoc: Only winner here will be the local hospital.
*The camera zooms in on Taz, he is bleeding a little. The camera pans towards Cactus,hes pulling a ladder out for under the ring*
Havoc: What is this idiot going to do with a ladder?
Crew: God only knows
Havoc: Gods gonna need therapy after this match
*Cactus climbs onto the apron, holding the ladder. Cactus climbs onto the second, stumbles a little, before balancing himself. He pushes himself off the rope and sending both himself and the ladder towards Taz. Taz rolls out of the way, Cactus lands and slides off the ladder, the crowd oohs.*
Crew: There go the ribs
Havoc: And chest and knees and fingers.
*Taz pulls himself up using the announce table. Taz looks over and runs his thump across his throat. Cactus is slowly getting up, Taz walks towards him. Taz picks Cactus up and tries for a Tazplex, but Cactus counters, elbowing Taz. Taz lets go and stumbles a little, Cactus gets one knee on the apron and his hands on the middle rope. Taz runs up and jumps on Cactus' back and locks in the Tazmission.*
Crew: Well Taz has all day to hold onto this if he wants but
Havoc: But it doesn't mean crap unless Cactus taps out in the ring.
Crew: True
*The crowd boos. Cactus flails his free arm. After a while Cactus manages to grab Taz and flip Taz over into the ring breaking the hold. Cactus rests on the top rope. Taz recovers and runs and big boots Cactus off of the apron and Cactus lands on the ladder. The crowd oohs. Taz sits in the middle of the ring, catching his breath, bleeding a little more. The camera focuses on Cactus. After a few seconds Cactus rolls off the ladder, bleeding from the temple. Taz gets out of the ring and stomps on Cactus' gut, Cactus squirms a little. Taz picks Cactus up and hits a t-bone suplex onto the floor. Taz gets up slowly gets up and runs his thumb across his throat again to boos. He picks Cactus and slowly rolls Cactus back into the ring, following not long after. Cactus manages to get on his hands and knees before collapsing onto his stomach. Taz smirks and pulls Cactus into a kneeling position and starts to lock in the Tazmission. As Taz leans down to apply pressure, Cactus turns his head biting Taz again until lets go and backs away . The crowd cheers. Cactus starts crawling towards his bag.*
Crew: Both men bleeding , and now we may finally see what Cactus brought to the ring.
*Cactus makes it to the bag and slowly kneels, holding up the bag. The crowd cheers, quickly turning to boos as Taz kicks Cactus in the shoulder, sending Cactus to all fours again. Taz locks in the Tazmission, the boos getting louder.*
Crew: This could be all for Cactus.
Havoc: The Red Cross must be creaming themselves watching Cactus bleed.
Crew : Thats disgusting.
*Taz holds in the Tazmission for a while until Cactus crawls through the middle and bottom rope, turning himself to face into the ring, Taz on his back holding the submission.*
Taz: What the hell are you doing?!
Crew: Good question
*Cactus pulls himself up using his free arm and slowly slides to the middle of the apron. Cactus climbs onto the second rope, Taz still on his back. Cactus jumps backwards sending both him and Taz through the announce table, Crew and Havoc scramble out of the way and the crowd pops loud.*
Havoc: Jesus!
Crew: Can we put an end to this match before we need a body bag?
Havoc: Or two...or four if we're not careful.
*After a minute or so Cactus slowly sits up,panting. He looks around and does the bang bang taunt again to cheers from the crowd. Cactus slowly stands up and limps to the ring and rolls in ,laying on his stomach. He looks up at his bag, smirking, bleeding. Cactus stands and stumbles towards his bag, he picks it up and unties it before holding it up. The crowd cheers. Cactus moves towards the middle of the ring and turns the bag upside, filling the middle with thumbtacks, the crowd a loud mix of cheers and oohs.*
Crew: Hes out of his f****** mind!
*Cactus smirks sliding out of the ring. He picks Taz up and rolls Taz into the ring. Cactus slides in. Cactus piks Taz up and drags him towards the tacks and sets up a double arm ddt.*
Havoc: Oh lord, is the title worth this?
Crew: Nothing is worth what hes thinking!
*Taz falls to knee and low blows Cactus. Cactus falls to the side on both knees, missing the tacks, Taz falls onto his ass. After a minute Cactus and Taz both stand, Taz goes behind Cactus and sets up a Tazplex, the crowd boos.*
Havoc: Oh no, Kaitlyn look away
*Taz Tazplexs Cactus onto the tacks, the crowd oohs loud. Cactus lays in the tacks. Taz covers Cactus, a few tacks in the back of Tazs neck and his shoulder.*
Crew: Please be the end
*The ref counts the three and calls for the bell. The crowd boos. *
Canario: Your winner and still GSW International champion Taz!
*The crowd boos as Taz kneels in the tacks and slowly stands up, stumbling around a little, tacks in his knees. The ref hands Taz the title and Taz raises both arms, before leaving the ring and slowly limps up the aisle.*
Crew: Well thankfully the match is over, hopefully both men are ok.
Havoc: I dont know if you'll survive the next match Nick.
Crew: We'll see. We do need to move on, unfortunately. We'll hopefully have an update on Cactus...
*Cactus slowly sits up, bleeding, tacks in his back, legs,and the back of his neck. The crowd cheers, Cactus slowly stands up and rolls out of the ring*
Crew:How-how
Havoc: How the hell is standing on his own merit?
*Cactus walks up the aisle, the crowd cheering loud for him. It cuts to a highlight reel of the first four Vader and Kurt Angle matches. A Jack Palmer voice recapping the battle royal and the matches*
Crew: This is it folks. Four physical matches and the two men are tied. Kurt Angle, Vader, last man standing is the first GSW Champion.
*Vaders music begins playing the crowd booing. Vader ignores them walking to the ring.*
Canario: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a last man standing match and the final match in the best of five series to decide the first GSW Champion. Introducing first from the Rocky Mountains weighing 450lbs, Vader
*The boos continue as Vader gets into the ring and climbs to the second rope, holding up the V hand sign*
*Kurt Angles music begins playing, the boos turning to cheers.*
Canario: And his opponent from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing 240lbs, Kurt Angle
*Angle walks out, wearing a red hoodie with his logo on the back, the hood up and Angles head looking down. Angle takes a deep breath and starts walking to the ring.*
*Angle climbs into the ring and meets Vader in the middle of the ring. Jack Palmer enters the ring, holding the title. He gets between the two and holds the belt up. He shakes Kurts hand and then Vaders hand and wishes both men luck. He gets out of the ring and sits next to the announce team. *
Crew: Both men have worked hard to reach this point. From winning the battle royal to surviving the past four matches
Havoc: HHH deserves some of the credit.
*Kurt lowers his head and takes the hoodie off handing to the ref. The ref puts it outside and calls for the bell. Vader and Kurt stare each other down.*
Havoc: Well whos gonna throw the first *Vader punches Kurt* never mind
*Kurt punches Vader back, Vader swings at Kurt again but Kurt ducks going behind Vader. Kurt locks the waist of Vader. Vader throws his elbow back, knocking Kurt backwards into the ropes. Vader hits stiff body shots before irish whipping Kurt. Vader runs a litte and hits Kurt with a dropkick, the crowd cheer a little.*
Havoc: Where did that come from?
Crew: Looks can be deceiving, for a 400 plus pounder, Vader is rather agile.
*Kurt sits halfway up,leaning on his elbow. Vader picks Kurt up and throws Kurt into the corner. Vader tries for forearm shots to Kurts head bur Kurt put his arms up blocking Vaders strikes. Vader hits Kurt with a stiff body punch, Kurt grabs his gut. Vader takes the opportunity to hit Kurt with a forearm. Kurt strands straight dazed, before falling to the side on his knees. Vader locks his arms around Kurts waist and hits a german suplex. The crowd oohs in sympathy. Vaader barks at the ref to starts counting.*
Ref: 1...2...3
*Kurt slowly turns over and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Vader locks Kurts waist again, but Kurt holds onto the ropes. Vader clubs Kurt in the back and german suplexs him again but Kurt lands on his feet. When Vader stands up Kurt hits Vader with a few elbows before irish whipping Vader. As Vader gets closer Kurt hits dropkick. Vader stumbles backwards into the ropes. Kurt walks over to him. Vader hits Kurt with a punch, then another, and another before Kurt starts punching back. Both men trade punches the crowd cheering. Vader fakes a swing, and as Kurt ducks, Vader hits Angle with a stiff uppercut to the jaw. Angle falls to the side, landing on his back, the crowd goes silent. The camera pans in on Angles face, his eyes open but glazed over. *
Crew: I think Angles out
Havoc: Its over, the count is just a formality
*The ref starts counting*
Ref: :....5....6...
*Kurt slowly starts to stir.*
Ref: 7....8
*Kurt pulls himself up using the ropes. Kurt stands straight,wobbling a little still dazed. The crowd cheer loud.*
Crew: I'll be damned, he's up
Havoc: Now hes just easy pickings
Crew: Sadly I think you're right, another shot like that and Kurts done.
*The ref asks Kurt if he wants to continue. Before Kurt can answer Vader puts his hand around Kurts throat pushing him against the ropes. Vader chokes Kurt, Kurt puts up no fight*
Havoc: Look at this, the fights left the Olympic Gold Medalist
*Vader lets the choke go and swings a foreman at Kurt, but Kurt ducks it and goes to his knees and low blows Vader. The crowd cheer as Vader falls. Kurt still on his knees,shakes his head a little. He looks up and blinks a few times. Then cranks his neck, screams and runs at Vader and starts stomping on Vader, the crowd cheering loud. Kurt gets on one knee and punches Vader a few times. Kurt stand and pushes his singlet down and screams, walking around a little. Vader starts to pull himself ,his mouth bleeding, Angle grabs Vaders arm, pulling Vader closer and hits Vader with a belly-to-belly slam. He punches Vader a few more times before kicking at Vaders side. Vader rolls away and out of the ring*
Crew: Well not only has Kurt come back,but a fire has been lit somewhere inside him
* When Vader stands up, Kurt climbs to the top rope and waits for Vader to turn around. When Vader turns, Angle tries for a moonsault but Vader catches Angle and turns it into a powerslam, the crowd oohs. Vader pulls Kurt up and pushes him against the guardrail. Vader hits Kurt with a few stiff bodyshots. Vader backs up a little, pulling Kurt back with him. Vader sets up and hits a powerbomb, the crowd oohs. Vader growls "Its over" before climbing to the apron, then to the top rope.*
Crew: Good lord, this could end badly
Havoc: Correction, this will end up badly
*Vader jumps for a moonsault, but Kurt rolls out of the way, theres a loud thud as Vader lands on the floor, the crowd oohs. Kurt tells the ref to start counting, and gets in the ring. The ref gets to four before Vader pulls himself up and into the ring. Vader on all fours, Kurt runs and tries for a kick. Vader catches Angles foot, and slowly stands up, holding the foot, Kurt hops on one leg. Vader picks Kurt up and hits a chokeslam. Kurt arches in pain again, Vader repositions Kurt and climbs to the middle rope and hits the Vader bomb. Kurt grabs his gut, sitting up in pain, before faling to his side, Vader pushes Kurt back onto his back and climbs to the top rope.Vader holds up the V hand sign. Kurt springs up and low blows Vader ,the crowds boos turn to cheers. Angle goes out onto the apron and climbs to the middle, he hooks Vaders arm and legs.*
Havoc: Is he going to do what he I think hes going to do
Crew: God I hope not
*Kurt jumps backwards hitting Vader with an Angle slam on the floor, the crowd cheers loud. Both men down the ref starts counting*
Crew: Whos champ if they're both out?
Havoc: I dont know...judges decision?
*At the count of seven, Kurt slowly starts to stir and is back on his feet, stumbling, at nine.
Ref:..10
*He calls for the bell. The crowd cheers loud.*
Canario: Your winner and the first GSW Champion, Kurt Angle
*The crowd cheer as Kurt leans on the apron, the cheers get louder, when Jack shakes Kurts hand and presents him with the belt. Palmer holds Angles arm up, the cheers very loud.*
Crew: Well there you have it, after five very hard fought matches, Kurt Angle is the first GSW Champion, and as you can hear the crowd loves it. Goodnight everyone and thank you for tuning in.
*The show opens with a highlight reel of the battle royal and the best of five champion series and ends with a split screen of stills of Vader and Kurt Angle. The word Anarchy spelled out above the pictures. It cuts to Angle in a gym, sitting on a bench,sweating.*
Cameraman: Kurt, one has to know, you and Vader have been having phsyical and brutal matches the past four week, but tonight its a last man standing match, how have been preparing?
Angle: You cant prepare. Its a match where two people beat the hell out of each other until the other cant stand. This match favors Vader...*he wipes his face with a towel*...but if hes winning this match, then he better be prepared to do it with a broken ankle.
*Angle goes back to his work out and it cuts to Vader in the locker room*
Cameraman: Vader...
*Vader stands and growls "Get out!' and chases the cameraman out and slams the door. The feed cuts to the ring, the crowd cheering. *
Nick Crew: Welcome to the first ever GSW ppv, as always calling this show with me, *he takes a deep breath*, Havoc
Havoc: Im excited, and not just because of Kaitlyn this time. The energy, the crowd, Im all boned up and ready to go
Crew*under his breath*: oh my God
*The MCMG music begins playing the cheers continue as the Guns come out and pose*
Kaitlyn Canario: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 420lbs, the Motor City Machine Guns.
*The Guns high five audience members on their way to the ring and they get in the ring, crowd cheering*
Canario: And their...
Duchess: Don't bother Katy
*The camera pans to the aisle, Duchess, smirking in a black skirt and a Clash shirt, is standing there holding a mic*
Duchess: Introducing, from England, weighing in at a combined 512lbs, the next great tag team, Tommy Preston and Alpha.
*The crowd boos as a instrumental of "London Calling" plays over the pa. Tommy, wearing Union Jack half tights, black boots,matching Union Jack knee pads and white wrist tape, and Alpha, wearing a Union Jack singlet, black knee pads and elbow pads, and his hands taped, walk out as Duchess claps and the audience boos. They walk to and into the ring.
Duchess staying outside of the ring.*
Crew: Well the debut of these two men has been hyped for four weeks with claims of great talent, but we'll have to see for ourselves
Havoc: I was convinced the first time I saw Duchess
*Alpha and Alex Shelly exit the ring, leaving Preston and Sabin to start the match.Preston and Sabin lock up and Preston hits Sabin with a European uppercut. Sabin falls to one knee, holding his jaw, his back to Preston. Preston picks up Sabin for a back drop, Sabin flips off of Prestons shoulder. Preston turns around and Sabin dropkicks him. Sabin poses as the crowd cheers. Preston kips up and when Sabin turns around, Sabin jumps a little and Preston claps softly, smirking.*
Crew: Impressive dropkick from Sabin, followed by a arrogant display of sportsmanship from Tommy Preston.
*Sabin and Preston lock up again and Preston puts Sabin into a guillotine choke and Preston tags in Alpha.Preston, still holding the guillotine, lifts Sabins arm and Alpha kicks Sabin in the gut. Preston leaves the ring. Alpha throws Sabin into the corner. Alpha kicks Sabin twice, then climbs on the middle rope and hits with a Sabin with a knee in face. Sabin falls to his knees. Alpha tags in Preston. Preston puts Sabin in a sleeper hold,backs up and climbs onto the second rope, holding Sabin off the ground choking him, the crowd boos. Preston lets Sabin go, Sabin falls onto all fours. Preston climbs up to the top rope. When Sabin stands and turns around Preston jumps and hits Sabin with a back elbow. Sabin falls onto his back, a little closer to Shelly. Preston taunts Shelly, Shelly jumps into the ring. The ref stops Shelly, and tries to get him to leave. As the ref is distracted, Preston sets Sabin throat first against the bottom rope, and pushes Sabin down with his foot. Preston lets go just before the ref turns around, the crowd boos. Preston tags in Alpha. They pick Sabin up and irish whip Sabin. Sabin wraps his arms around the ropes, stopping himself. Sabin moves towards Shelly. Alpha rushes and tackles Sabins legs, Sabin falls forward and tries to crawl towards Shelly. Preston runs up and drops a knee across Sabins back, Sabin groans in pain. The crowd boos, Alpha drags Sabin by his legs to the middle of the ring.*
Crew: Well as much as I hate to admit it, that was some good tag team work from Alpha and Preston.
Havoc: That was great! Brilliant move!
*Alpha puts Sabin in a guillotine and tags in Preston. Before they can capitalize on the tag, Sabin runs pushing Alpha into the MCMG corner. The crowd cheers. Shely tags in, the cheers get louder. Shelly jumps onto Alphas shoulders and jumps at Preston, hitting a cross body. Shelly quickly rolls up and runs and hits Alpha with a dropkick. The crowd cheering.*
Crew: Shelly turning the tide of this match.
*Alpha slumps in the corner, letting go of Sabin. Shelly props Preston up in the corner.Sabin and Shelly stand in the middle of the ring. Shelly runs towards Preston, Sabin runs towards Alpha. While Shelly is able to hit his hesitation dropkick, Alpha spring up and hits Sabin with a clothesline. When Shelly gets up, he swings and Alpha. Alpha ducks it and hits Shelly with a German suplex. Alpha trash talks Shelly before leaving the ring, grabbing the tag rope and tagging himself back in. Duchess pulls Tommy out of the ring. The crowd booing.. Alpha picks Shelly up for a suplex. Sabin quickly stands and kicks Alpha in the gut, Shelly reverses it into a ddt. The crowd cheers, the ref gets Sabin out of the ring*
Havoc: Cheaters.
Crew: So are the Brits
Havoc: Bull-
Crew: Hang on, speaking of
*While the ref is distracted, Preston slides back into the ring and hits Shelly with a tiger suplex and quickly leaves before the ref turns around. The crowd booing. As the ref, checks on Shelly, Alpha crawls to and leans on the second rope, Sabin takes this time to hit Alpha with a running knee, the boos becoming cheers, as Alpha rolls into the corner. Preston starts around to confront Sabin. Sabin runs and tries for a crossbody, but Preston catches Sabin and hits a fallaway slam, the crowd boos. Shelly picks Alpha up and situates him on the top rope and climbs up with him. Preston continues to attack Sabin. The ref leaves the ring to try to separate Preston from Sabin. While this happens, Duchess sneaks into the ring and pulls Shelly off the top rope. Shelly lands on his feet and turns facing Duchess. They argue as Alpha jumps down, rushes and hits Shelly with a German suplex, the Duchess leaves the ring. The crowd booing, the ref gets back into the ring after getting Preston away from Sabin. Alpha picks Shelly up into a torture rack position. He spins it out into a sitdown powerbomb. The crowd oohs as the ref counts the three. The crowd boos as their music plays. *
Duchess: Your winners by pinfall, Tommy Preston and Alpha.
*The crowd boos, as Alpha leaves the ring and him and Preston start to leave.*
Duchess: Poor MCMGs. Two sheep sent into a lions den. Though I will applaud you for trying.
*She smirks and claps softly. And turns to leave smirking.*
Havoc: I like em, especially if Duchess keeps dressing like that.
Crew: Well the Guns certainly did put up a fight-
Havoc: A very bad one
Crew: Oh for God sakes
*It cuts to Triple H walking towards the ring.*
Crew: Moving on from that ill gained victory. Three weeks ago we saw Antonio Cesaro take on The Game. After losing to Brian Kendrick the week before, Cesaro came into his match with HHH more aggressive then usual...
*Clips of the HHH/Cesaro match play*
Crew:...leading to Cesaro taking out the knee of HHH.
Havoc : Then that little jerk stuck his huge nose where it didn't belong and screwed Vader out of the GSW title.
Crew: HHH had a score to settle with Vader, the man that cost HHH an opportunity to be the first GSW champion, and he did it the way he felt necessary
.
*HHHs music begins to play, the crowd a mix of boos and cheers. HHH walks out and bows his head and pours water over his head, and shakes it off, and lifts his head, spitting out some water. HHH starts to walk to the ring.*
Canario: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first-
*HHH almost to the ring, Cesaro runs out behind HHH and chop blocks HHHs taped bad knee. HHH falls right down, holding his knee, groaning. Cesaro poses, the crowd boos. Cesaro stomps HHH a few times and tosses HHH into the ring, and follows. Cesaro grabs Canarios mic.*
Cesaro; Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Antonio Cesaro, I am from Lucerene, Sweden , and after tonight, I will become the new Game.
*The crowd boos as Cesaro drops the mic and sets HHH up for the neutralizer. HHH back body drops Cesaro, the crowd cheers. HHH hops a little moving his bad leg back and forth. Cesaro gets up right away and runs at HHH. HHH backs up and when Cesaro gets close enough, HHH moves and throws Cesaro over the top rope. The crowd cheers and HHH follows. Cesaro pulls himself up using the guard rail. HHH clubs Cesaro across the back. Cesaro groans and moves a little away from HHH. *
Ref: 3.....4... come one guys....
*HHH turns Cesaro around and punches Cesaro and Cesaro stumbles up the aisle a little, HHH runs and hits a high knee, knocking Cesaro down. The crowd cheers HHH starts walking back to the ring.*
Ref: 5.....6...
*Cesaro gets up and runs and pulls HHH off of the apron. HHH tries for a punch but Cesaro blocks it and punches HHH. Cesaro hits HHH across the back of the neck, both moving up the aisle.*
Ref: ....7....8....
*HHH and Cesaro trade punches up the aisle and backstage, the ref gets to ten and calls for the bell. The crowd boos.*
Canario: The ref has counted both men, there for this match has been ruled a draw.
Crew: Well lets hope we get to see the match some day.
Havoc: Just to see the same result as three weeks ago?
Crew: Oh shut up
*It cuts to Taz sitting in a locker room, holding the International title, staring at it, his head bent down, and the towel over his head.*
Taz: A street fight..that freak actually thinks that will scare me. Throw me off my game, no chance. Cactus you're a tough son of a bitch and so am I. Tonight we're going to beat the hell out of each other. And as much as you want to believe, you'll walk away the winner...or at all, it just aint going to happen....survive...if I let you.
*Its cuts back to the ring.*
Crew: Well folks this next match has quite a history behind it. Although the match everyone, myself included, would've preferred Jeff Hardy, we're still looking forward to this match, Matt Hardy vs Raven. Although now there is the added presence of Saturn.
*A package airs of the Hardy/Raven feud, right up to Saturn vs Shannon Moore.*
Havoc: And Shannon hasn't shown his face around here since and he's damn smart for doing so.
*Ravens music begins playing the crowd boos loud. Raven and Saturn start walking through the crowd and Raven climbs over the guardrail first, followed by Saturn. Raven walks over to Jack Palmer and whispers something in his ear and pulls a piece of paper out of his jacket and hands it to Palmer. Palmer reads it and calls for a mic.*
Palmer: According to this, Raven has been injured so he has requested Saturn takes his place tonight
*The crowd boos as Raven looks around*
Crew:Oh c'mon
Palmer: Seems like none of us believe it, there for Raven get in that ring and face the music.
*The crowd cheers as Raven stares down Palmer. Saturn pulls Raven back. Raven takes his jacket off, not taking his sights off of Palmer. The Hardys music play, the crowd is a mix of cheers and chants for Jeff. The Hardys run through the crowd and jump over the guardrail, Jeff hitting Saturn, Matt hitting Raven. The crowd cheers as Matt throws Raven into the ring. Jeff stomps on Saturn before picking Saturn up and tossing him over the guardrail, the cheering continues, Jeff takes a kendo stick out from under the ring and stands in front of the guardrail, blocking Saturn from getting involved.*
Crew: Jeff using an unorthodox method to keep this a fair match
*Matt follows Raven in. Raven kicks Matt in the gut when Matt gets in and stands up. Raven irish whips Matt and hits a drop toe hold, the crowd booing. As Matt gets to his feet, bent over, Raven runs off the ropes and hits Matt with a knee lift. Matt stands holding his face. Raven hits Matt with a dropkick. Matt falls backwards. Raven stands and grabs Matt by the hair and Raven slides out of the ring, pulling Matt out with him.*
Crew: So far its all Raven
Havoc: So far all I've seen is Kaitlyns great legs
Crew: Anyway
*Raven drags Matt towards the guardrail to the left of them. *
Crew: Raven seems to be employing his anything to win mentality-
*Raven stands Matt up and irish whips Matt, Matt reverses it irish whipping Raven into the guardrail. The crowd cheers.*
Crew:-and it backfired on him
Havoc: Only so far Nicky
*Matt grabs Raven and tosses Raven back into the ring. Matt climbs into the top rope. As Raven gets up bent over, Matt jumps driving his elbow into the back of Ravens neck. Raven falls to knee and grabs his neck before laying on his side.Matt poses as the crowd cheers. Raven pulls himself up in the corner, Matt runs at Raven jumps and hits Raven with a monkey flip. Raven lands and rolls up onto his knee. Matt walks closer and gets punched in the stomach. Raven punches Matt a few times before trying for a discus clothesline, but Matt reverses it into a side effect. The crowd cheers, Matt holds up the V1 sign.*
Crew: Well Matt may be looking at a victory here.
*The camera goes wide and catches Saturn running and jumping over the guardrail. Jeff backs up and Saturn misses and lands hard, the audience oohs. Jeff starts wailing on Saturn with the kendo stick. *
Havoc: Hang on, we got a fight going on at ringside.
Crew: More like a mugging
*Security comes down and pulls the kendo stick out of Jeffs hand. Jeff argues with security for a few seconds before stomping and punching Saturn. The crowd cheering, security tries to pull them apart as Saturn starts to fight back.The ref gets out to try and help. Back in the ring, Ravens back to his feet and Matt has his back to Raven*
Crew: Watch out Matt.
*Matt turns and gets clotheslined over by Raven. Raven turns away and poses. Matt lands on the apron and leans down and picks up Jeffs kendo stick. Matt gets back in the ring and runs and hits Raven across the shoulders with the kendo stick. The audience goes into a mix of boos and cheers. Raven falls forward and leans against the ropes. Matt throws the kendo stick outside the ring and turns Raven around and hits a Twist of Fate. Matt drags Raven away from the ropes and calls the ref back in. Matt covers Raven for the three. The audience cheers. Matt gets out of the ring and pulls Jeff off of Saturn and starts pulling Jeff up the aisle.*
Canario: Your winner by pinfall Matt Hardy.
*The Hardys music plays and it cuts to Cesaro in the parking lot, hes holding a towel on his forehead.*
Cameraman: Cesaro, what happened after you and HHH went backstage?
Cesaro: What happened? This.
*He pulls the towel away to show a pretty nasty cut on his forehead.*
Cesaro:This is what happens when you get thrown into a door frame. HHH is going to pay for this. I dont when and I dont know where, but by the time Im done with him, he'll be kissing my boots, calling me.. The Game.
*It cuts back to the arena*
Crew: Well hell of a night so far. A strong showing in the debut of Alpha and Tommy Preston, and a hard fought win for Matt Hardy.
Havoc: I have a feeling that-
*Austins music hits as the crowd cheer loud. Austin, minus his vest, quickly walks to the ring and gets in. He grabs Kaitlyns mic out of her hand*
Austin: Your a nice woman but please get the hell, I got business to handle.
*Kaitlyn slowly starts to get of the ring.*
Austin :Cmon move your ass honey
*She gets out and sits down.*
Havoc: Thats not how you talk to a woman as beautiful as her, you inconsiderate redneck.
*He turns to Kaitlyn.*
Havoc: Are you ok baby?
Crew: Stop please, Im pretty sure she could kick your ass.
Austin *walking in circles in the ring*: I aint in the mood for all that fancy crap, so Randy just get your sorry ass out here so I can kick it and go back to worrying about the Undertaker.
*Austin throws the mic away and the crowd cheers. The cheers turn to boos as Randy Orton slowly starts walking down the aisle. Austin slides out of the ring and runs up towards to Orton. Orton ducks Austins clothesline and runs into the ring. Orton smirks.*
Crew: Orton outsmarting Austin
*Austin runs into the ring and gets stomped on by Orton a few times. Orton picks Austin up and slaps Austin*
Crew: That might've been a horrible idea Randy
Havoc: Orton knows what hes doing.
*Austin puts his hand to his mouth and turns his head staring at a smirking Orton. Austin punches Orton in the mouth and Orton goes down.*
Havoc: He still knows what hes doing.
*Orton rolls to his feet, Austin punches Orton a few more times, until Ortons against the ropes. Austin irish whips Orton. Orton slides out of the ring and walks towards the announce table, Austin slides out and clotheslines Orton cutting him off.*
Crew: Well remember folks- *Austin slams Ortons face against the table*- no count outs in this match or the next two either for that matter.
Havoc: All I know is I don't feel safe with this reckless hick this close to us Nick.
*Austin drags Orton by the hair towards the guardrail. Austin picks Orton and drops Orton stomach first onto the guardrail. Orton falls off of the rail and into the crowd. Austin walks away for a few seconds and then hops over the guardrail. *
Havoc: Hides your wives and children, the man cant be trusted.
Crew: You dont wanna live to see next year do you?
Havoc: Of course I do, what kind of asinine question is that?
* Austin grabs Orton by the hair and trunks and tosses Orton back over the guardrail, Orton arches in pain when he hits the floor, the crowd oohs. Austin hops over the guardrail. He grabs Orton and slams Orton face first into the apron. The crowd oohs and Austin throws Orton back into the ring.*
Havoc: We may see some actual wrestling here...finally.
Crew: Doubtful
*Orton rolls onto all fours, Austin slides in and picks Orton up. Orton rakes Austin eyes. The crowd boos, Austin grabs his eyes, and walks away from Orton. Orton goes up behind
Austin and locks in a sleeper hold, pulling Austin to the mat and switches it to a headlock. The crowd boos. *
Crew: Well the fans were looking for a beating
Havoc: Savages.
*Orton holds the headlock for a few minutes until Austin gets onto one knee and punches Orton in the stomach before standing up and tossing Orton off. When Austin stands up straight, he spins Orton around facing Austin. Orton uppercuts Austin. Austin stumbles backwards and sits on the middle rope holding his jaw. Orton pushes Austin onto the apron with his foot. Orton picks Austin up and pulls Austin setting up a hanging ddt. Austin works legs free and gets back in the ring. Austin picks Orton up and drops Orton crotch first against his knee. As Orton stands dazed, Austin kicks Orton in the stomache, the crowd cheers. Orton reverses it pushing Austin into the ropes. When Austin bounces off , Orton tries for an RKO but Austin pushes Orton away. Orton stumbles a little and turns around and gets kicked in the stomach again. The audience cheers again but the lights go out. They stay off for a few minutes but when they come back, Ortons on knee in the ring with just the ref, Austin nowhere in sight.*
Crew: Umm what the hell happened to Austin?
Havoc : He probably ran away from Orton
Crew: Yes,Im sure thats it
*Orton looks around shocked, he gets out of the ring and quickly heads backstage.It cuts away to Taz sitting in a locker room with his towel over his head.*
Crew: Well there you see the first and current GSW International Champion . He won that belt in the finals of a tournament by beating the same opponent he faces tonight, Cactus Jack in a rematch for the belt.
Havoc: The only difference is that this wont be a normal match, this time it'll be a street fight.
Crew: And it promises to be just that, a fight. Never thought I'd say to listen to Havoc but this is the match where I would recommend putting the kids to bed
Havoc: Wait, shouldn't we get a bodyguard out here for Kaitlyn
Crew: Shes a big girl, Im sure shes smart enough to run if they get too close.
*Havoc makes a squealing noise. Cactus' music begins playing the crowd cheer.*
Canario: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the GSW International championship. Introducing first from Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, weighing 297 lbs, Cactus Jack.
*The crowd cheer as Cactus walks out holding a bag. He raises his arm, as he walks down the aisle and slides the bag into the ring before getting in himself.*
Havoc: What do you thinks in the bag?
Crew: God only knows
Havoc: Kaitlyn should introduce Taz from out here where she'll be safe
*Tazs music hits, the crowd boos, as Taz walks out , the belt in his hand, a black towel over his head*
Canario: And his opponent, from the Red Hook section of Brooklyn, New York, weighing 240lbs , he is the GSW International champion Taz
*Taz ignores the boos, getting into the ring. Cactus sits his bag in the corner. Taz throws his towel off, and hands the ref the belt. The ref shows it to Taz and to Cactus, and then holds it up. The ref hands the belt to an outside staff member and calls for the bell. Taz and Cactus stare each other down in the middle of the ring, Taz folds his arms, Cactus smirks and points to the bag. Taz looks at it and then back at Cactus*
Crew: Taz as concerned as he should be with the contents of that bag.
Havoc: Whos gonna swing first Nicky?
*Cactus punches Taz, Taz stumbles backwards a little before shaking it off and folding his arms staring at Cactus. Cactus smirks and punches Taz again, but Taz catches it and punches Cactus. Cactus and Taz start trading punches as the crowd cheers.*
Crew: Well that didnt take long.
* Taz gets the better of Cactus and pushes Cactus against the ropes and irish whips Cactus. Taz bounces off the ropes and clotheslines Cactus as the reach the middle of the ring. The crowd boos, Cactus rolls right back up and Taz hits Cactus with a stiff standing clothesline, Cactus stays down for a moment before rolling onto his side and uses the ropes to pull himself up. When Cactus gets up Taz hits Cactus with a german suplex, he covers Cactus for a one count. Taz grabs Cactus by the hair and starts punching Cactus. Taz lets go of Cactus' hair and gets up and goes to the corner and picks Cactus' bag.*
Crew: Well Taz examining the bag
*Taz unties it and reaches his hand into it. He quickly pulls his hand back out and drops the bag. *
Crew: Well it must some kind of weapon, and if I'm not mistaken I think Tazs finger is bleeding.
*Cactus runs up and hits Taz from behind. Taz goes into the corner, Cactus turns Taz so he is facing him. Cactus punches Taz until Taz is slumped in the corner. Cactus walks over to the parallel corner and runs towards Taz. As Cactus gets close, Taz springs up and hits a stiff clothesline, the crowd boos. Taz screams f*** you at them and picks Cactus up and locks his waist. Cactus bites the forehead of Taz until Taz lets go, Cactus punches Taz. Taz goes down but gets right up, Cactus looks around and punches Taz again. Taz stays down for a little longer before rolling up. Cactus smirks and rears back for a punch, but instead low blows Taz, the crowd cheers. Cactus grabs Taz and tosses Taz over the top rope, Cactus follows Taz out.*
Crew: Well Taz not where he wants to be when facing Cactus Jack
* Cactus picks Taz up and irish whips Taz. Taz reverses it and irish whips Cactus into the guardrail. Cactus hits it and stumbles forward, Taz locks Cactus' waist and hits a belly-to-belly suplex on the floor. The crowd oohs. Taz picks Cactus and rolls Cactus into the ring. Taz covers Cactus for a two count. Taz stands up and picks Cactus up and Taz hits an overhead german suplex. Cactus rolls out of the ring after landing and leans on the apron. Taz stays in the ring. *
Crew: Well Taz trying to keep this match out of Cactus' territory, if you will.
Havoc: He's a dyed skunk...
Crew: What?
Havoc: Hes orange with a big yellow stripe going up his stomach
*Havoc begins laughing as Crew sighs*
* Cactus recovers and Taz yells at Cactus to get back in the ring, Cactus smirks and shakes his head no. Cactus goes under the ring and pulls out a chair, the crowd cheers. Cactus throws the chair into the ring, Taz dodges it and slides it out of the ring with his foot. Cactus pulls out a garbage can and throws it in the ring to the same result but this time the can gets stuck in the ropes. As Taz tries to push it out, Cactus gets in the ring, holding a chair. He runs up behind Taz and hits Taz in the back, Taz spills to the outside. Cactus gets out and lays the chair on top of Taz. Cactus climbs back on the apron. Cactus holds his arm up, the crowd cheers, Cactus starts running. As he run, the chair comes into view and hits Cactus in the knee. Cactus stumbles and his momentum sends Cactus shoulder first into the post, the crowd oohs. Cactus lands to the side of the announce table.*
Crew: Well Taz using the chair as a projectile
Havoc: Smart cookie that Taz
*Taz uses the guardrail to pull himself up and walks over to Cactus. Taz picks Cactus up.*
Havoc: 300+ pounds of dead weight
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*Taz locks his arms around Cactus' waist and belly-to-belly suplexs Cactus over the guardrail. The crowd ooohs. Taz pants on the floor and slowly pulls himself up and cimbs over the guardrail. Cactus is slowly sitting up, Taz stomps at the back of Cactus, Cactus rolls onto his hands and knees. Taz yells at a fan to get up and when the fan does, Taz grabs his chair and hits Cactus across the back with it a few times before throwing it to the side. Taz picks Cactus up and irish whips him but Cactus reverses and sends Taz into the guardrail, the crowd cheers. Cactus stumbles a little and then runs and clotheslines Taz, both spill over the guardrail.*
Crew: Cactus clothesine sending both men over the guardrail
*Cactus slowly sits up and does the bang bang taunt, the crowd cheers. Cactus leans over and bites Taz, Taz tries to push Cactus off, gritting his teeth. Cactus stops and kneels looking around and raises his arm to cheers. Cactus drags Taz closer towards the ring.*
Crew: Well it appears Taz has started bleeding a little
Havoc: Only winner here will be the local hospital.
*The camera zooms in on Taz, he is bleeding a little. The camera pans towards Cactus,hes pulling a ladder out for under the ring*
Havoc: What is this idiot going to do with a ladder?
Crew: God only knows
Havoc: Gods gonna need therapy after this match
*Cactus climbs onto the apron, holding the ladder. Cactus climbs onto the second, stumbles a little, before balancing himself. He pushes himself off the rope and sending both himself and the ladder towards Taz. Taz rolls out of the way, Cactus lands and slides off the ladder, the crowd oohs.*
Crew: There go the ribs
Havoc: And chest and knees and fingers.
*Taz pulls himself up using the announce table. Taz looks over and runs his thump across his throat. Cactus is slowly getting up, Taz walks towards him. Taz picks Cactus up and tries for a Tazplex, but Cactus counters, elbowing Taz. Taz lets go and stumbles a little, Cactus gets one knee on the apron and his hands on the middle rope. Taz runs up and jumps on Cactus' back and locks in the Tazmission.*
Crew: Well Taz has all day to hold onto this if he wants but
Havoc: But it doesn't mean crap unless Cactus taps out in the ring.
Crew: True
*The crowd boos. Cactus flails his free arm. After a while Cactus manages to grab Taz and flip Taz over into the ring breaking the hold. Cactus rests on the top rope. Taz recovers and runs and big boots Cactus off of the apron and Cactus lands on the ladder. The crowd oohs. Taz sits in the middle of the ring, catching his breath, bleeding a little more. The camera focuses on Cactus. After a few seconds Cactus rolls off the ladder, bleeding from the temple. Taz gets out of the ring and stomps on Cactus' gut, Cactus squirms a little. Taz picks Cactus up and hits a t-bone suplex onto the floor. Taz gets up slowly gets up and runs his thumb across his throat again to boos. He picks Cactus and slowly rolls Cactus back into the ring, following not long after. Cactus manages to get on his hands and knees before collapsing onto his stomach. Taz smirks and pulls Cactus into a kneeling position and starts to lock in the Tazmission. As Taz leans down to apply pressure, Cactus turns his head biting Taz again until lets go and backs away . The crowd cheers. Cactus starts crawling towards his bag.*
Crew: Both men bleeding , and now we may finally see what Cactus brought to the ring.
*Cactus makes it to the bag and slowly kneels, holding up the bag. The crowd cheers, quickly turning to boos as Taz kicks Cactus in the shoulder, sending Cactus to all fours again. Taz locks in the Tazmission, the boos getting louder.*
Crew: This could be all for Cactus.
Havoc: The Red Cross must be creaming themselves watching Cactus bleed.
Crew : Thats disgusting.
*Taz holds in the Tazmission for a while until Cactus crawls through the middle and bottom rope, turning himself to face into the ring, Taz on his back holding the submission.*
Taz: What the hell are you doing?!
Crew: Good question
*Cactus pulls himself up using his free arm and slowly slides to the middle of the apron. Cactus climbs onto the second rope, Taz still on his back. Cactus jumps backwards sending both him and Taz through the announce table, Crew and Havoc scramble out of the way and the crowd pops loud.*
Havoc: Jesus!
Crew: Can we put an end to this match before we need a body bag?
Havoc: Or two...or four if we're not careful.
*After a minute or so Cactus slowly sits up,panting. He looks around and does the bang bang taunt again to cheers from the crowd. Cactus slowly stands up and limps to the ring and rolls in ,laying on his stomach. He looks up at his bag, smirking, bleeding. Cactus stands and stumbles towards his bag, he picks it up and unties it before holding it up. The crowd cheers. Cactus moves towards the middle of the ring and turns the bag upside, filling the middle with thumbtacks, the crowd a loud mix of cheers and oohs.*
Crew: Hes out of his f****** mind!
*Cactus smirks sliding out of the ring. He picks Taz up and rolls Taz into the ring. Cactus slides in. Cactus piks Taz up and drags him towards the tacks and sets up a double arm ddt.*
Havoc: Oh lord, is the title worth this?
Crew: Nothing is worth what hes thinking!
*Taz falls to knee and low blows Cactus. Cactus falls to the side on both knees, missing the tacks, Taz falls onto his ass. After a minute Cactus and Taz both stand, Taz goes behind Cactus and sets up a Tazplex, the crowd boos.*
Havoc: Oh no, Kaitlyn look away
*Taz Tazplexs Cactus onto the tacks, the crowd oohs loud. Cactus lays in the tacks. Taz covers Cactus, a few tacks in the back of Tazs neck and his shoulder.*
Crew: Please be the end
*The ref counts the three and calls for the bell. The crowd boos. *
Canario: Your winner and still GSW International champion Taz!
*The crowd boos as Taz kneels in the tacks and slowly stands up, stumbling around a little, tacks in his knees. The ref hands Taz the title and Taz raises both arms, before leaving the ring and slowly limps up the aisle.*
Crew: Well thankfully the match is over, hopefully both men are ok.
Havoc: I dont know if you'll survive the next match Nick.
Crew: We'll see. We do need to move on, unfortunately. We'll hopefully have an update on Cactus...
*Cactus slowly sits up, bleeding, tacks in his back, legs,and the back of his neck. The crowd cheers, Cactus slowly stands up and rolls out of the ring*
Crew:How-how
Havoc: How the hell is standing on his own merit?
*Cactus walks up the aisle, the crowd cheering loud for him. It cuts to a highlight reel of the first four Vader and Kurt Angle matches. A Jack Palmer voice recapping the battle royal and the matches*
Crew: This is it folks. Four physical matches and the two men are tied. Kurt Angle, Vader, last man standing is the first GSW Champion.
*Vaders music begins playing the crowd booing. Vader ignores them walking to the ring.*
Canario: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a last man standing match and the final match in the best of five series to decide the first GSW Champion. Introducing first from the Rocky Mountains weighing 450lbs, Vader
*The boos continue as Vader gets into the ring and climbs to the second rope, holding up the V hand sign*
*Kurt Angles music begins playing, the boos turning to cheers.*
Canario: And his opponent from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing 240lbs, Kurt Angle
*Angle walks out, wearing a red hoodie with his logo on the back, the hood up and Angles head looking down. Angle takes a deep breath and starts walking to the ring.*
*Angle climbs into the ring and meets Vader in the middle of the ring. Jack Palmer enters the ring, holding the title. He gets between the two and holds the belt up. He shakes Kurts hand and then Vaders hand and wishes both men luck. He gets out of the ring and sits next to the announce team. *
Crew: Both men have worked hard to reach this point. From winning the battle royal to surviving the past four matches
Havoc: HHH deserves some of the credit.
*Kurt lowers his head and takes the hoodie off handing to the ref. The ref puts it outside and calls for the bell. Vader and Kurt stare each other down.*
Havoc: Well whos gonna throw the first *Vader punches Kurt* never mind
*Kurt punches Vader back, Vader swings at Kurt again but Kurt ducks going behind Vader. Kurt locks the waist of Vader. Vader throws his elbow back, knocking Kurt backwards into the ropes. Vader hits stiff body shots before irish whipping Kurt. Vader runs a litte and hits Kurt with a dropkick, the crowd cheer a little.*
Havoc: Where did that come from?
Crew: Looks can be deceiving, for a 400 plus pounder, Vader is rather agile.
*Kurt sits halfway up,leaning on his elbow. Vader picks Kurt up and throws Kurt into the corner. Vader tries for forearm shots to Kurts head bur Kurt put his arms up blocking Vaders strikes. Vader hits Kurt with a stiff body punch, Kurt grabs his gut. Vader takes the opportunity to hit Kurt with a forearm. Kurt strands straight dazed, before falling to the side on his knees. Vader locks his arms around Kurts waist and hits a german suplex. The crowd oohs in sympathy. Vaader barks at the ref to starts counting.*
Ref: 1...2...3
*Kurt slowly turns over and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Vader locks Kurts waist again, but Kurt holds onto the ropes. Vader clubs Kurt in the back and german suplexs him again but Kurt lands on his feet. When Vader stands up Kurt hits Vader with a few elbows before irish whipping Vader. As Vader gets closer Kurt hits dropkick. Vader stumbles backwards into the ropes. Kurt walks over to him. Vader hits Kurt with a punch, then another, and another before Kurt starts punching back. Both men trade punches the crowd cheering. Vader fakes a swing, and as Kurt ducks, Vader hits Angle with a stiff uppercut to the jaw. Angle falls to the side, landing on his back, the crowd goes silent. The camera pans in on Angles face, his eyes open but glazed over. *
Crew: I think Angles out
Havoc: Its over, the count is just a formality
*The ref starts counting*
Ref: :....5....6...
*Kurt slowly starts to stir.*
Ref: 7....8
*Kurt pulls himself up using the ropes. Kurt stands straight,wobbling a little still dazed. The crowd cheer loud.*
Crew: I'll be damned, he's up
Havoc: Now hes just easy pickings
Crew: Sadly I think you're right, another shot like that and Kurts done.
*The ref asks Kurt if he wants to continue. Before Kurt can answer Vader puts his hand around Kurts throat pushing him against the ropes. Vader chokes Kurt, Kurt puts up no fight*
Havoc: Look at this, the fights left the Olympic Gold Medalist
*Vader lets the choke go and swings a foreman at Kurt, but Kurt ducks it and goes to his knees and low blows Vader. The crowd cheer as Vader falls. Kurt still on his knees,shakes his head a little. He looks up and blinks a few times. Then cranks his neck, screams and runs at Vader and starts stomping on Vader, the crowd cheering loud. Kurt gets on one knee and punches Vader a few times. Kurt stand and pushes his singlet down and screams, walking around a little. Vader starts to pull himself ,his mouth bleeding, Angle grabs Vaders arm, pulling Vader closer and hits Vader with a belly-to-belly slam. He punches Vader a few more times before kicking at Vaders side. Vader rolls away and out of the ring*
Crew: Well not only has Kurt come back,but a fire has been lit somewhere inside him
* When Vader stands up, Kurt climbs to the top rope and waits for Vader to turn around. When Vader turns, Angle tries for a moonsault but Vader catches Angle and turns it into a powerslam, the crowd oohs. Vader pulls Kurt up and pushes him against the guardrail. Vader hits Kurt with a few stiff bodyshots. Vader backs up a little, pulling Kurt back with him. Vader sets up and hits a powerbomb, the crowd oohs. Vader growls "Its over" before climbing to the apron, then to the top rope.*
Crew: Good lord, this could end badly
Havoc: Correction, this will end up badly
*Vader jumps for a moonsault, but Kurt rolls out of the way, theres a loud thud as Vader lands on the floor, the crowd oohs. Kurt tells the ref to start counting, and gets in the ring. The ref gets to four before Vader pulls himself up and into the ring. Vader on all fours, Kurt runs and tries for a kick. Vader catches Angles foot, and slowly stands up, holding the foot, Kurt hops on one leg. Vader picks Kurt up and hits a chokeslam. Kurt arches in pain again, Vader repositions Kurt and climbs to the middle rope and hits the Vader bomb. Kurt grabs his gut, sitting up in pain, before faling to his side, Vader pushes Kurt back onto his back and climbs to the top rope.Vader holds up the V hand sign. Kurt springs up and low blows Vader ,the crowds boos turn to cheers. Angle goes out onto the apron and climbs to the middle, he hooks Vaders arm and legs.*
Havoc: Is he going to do what he I think hes going to do
Crew: God I hope not
*Kurt jumps backwards hitting Vader with an Angle slam on the floor, the crowd cheers loud. Both men down the ref starts counting*
Crew: Whos champ if they're both out?
Havoc: I dont know...judges decision?
*At the count of seven, Kurt slowly starts to stir and is back on his feet, stumbling, at nine.
Ref:..10
*He calls for the bell. The crowd cheers loud.*
Canario: Your winner and the first GSW Champion, Kurt Angle
*The crowd cheer as Kurt leans on the apron, the cheers get louder, when Jack shakes Kurts hand and presents him with the belt. Palmer holds Angles arm up, the cheers very loud.*
Crew: Well there you have it, after five very hard fought matches, Kurt Angle is the first GSW Champion, and as you can hear the crowd loves it. Goodnight everyone and thank you for tuning in.