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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:32:26 GMT -5
We see the WCWA insignia, which fades into a studio shot, of Joey Styles and Shane Douglas.
JS: Welcome to this exclusive WCWA Home video release: The Best of Pay Per View. I am your host, Joey Styles, and alongside me is The Franchise Shane Douglas.
Douglas leans back and smirks.
JS: We are going to start off this special release with a match from Mayhem in Manchester, it’s referee Jason Verdoes versus Marty Jannetty.
“Breakdown” by Breaking Benjamin begins to play, and referee Jason Verdoes makes his way out onto the stage, wearing a pair of black wind breaker pants and a WCWA Mayhem in Manchester t-shirt. Verdoes makes his way to the ring.
OS: Making his way to the ring, weighing in tonight at 131 pounds, from Detroit, Michigan, Jason Verdoes!
JR: Here we go, Referee versus Wrestler match!
“1985” begins to play, and Marty Jannetty makes his way out onto the stage.
OS (obviously reading from a card): And from “Where ever he wants to be” weighing in tonight.. At.. 225 pounds.. Marty Jannetty… __
Jannetty and Verdoes come to center ring, both talking to the other one. Jannetty shoves Verdoes, the fans give a slight cheer, Verdoes comes back with a shove on Jannetty, NO, Jannetty took advantage, getting in a quick arm drag, Verdoes shoots back up to his feet, and Jannetty levels him with a clothesline. The fans “OHHH”, Verdoes again looking dumbfounded staggers to his feet, and takes a wild swing at Jannetty, Jannetty ducks and gets in a right hand, another, one more, Verdoes is teetering the fans cheering Verdoes on.
JS: This is what I knew would happen. Even though Jannetty isn’t the most gifted wrestler in the world, he is still a wrestler, and he is in the ring with a referee right now..
Jannetty grabs Verdoes by the hair, and lifts him up. Jannetty with a slap to the face of Verdoes, and Verdoes falls to the mat. Jannetty slides out of the ring, and grabs a steel chair.
JR: This is going to get ugly!
JS: Jason Verdoes has no business being in the ring as a wrestler. He is a referee, and he is about to be taught a valuable lesson about wrestling..
Jannetty slides back into the ring with the steel chair in hand. Referee Dylan Jones tries to wrestle the chair away from Jannetty, but Jannetty pulls the chair away and in the process, tosses referee Dylan Jones to the outside.
JR: This is not going to be pretty!
Verdoes up to his knees, and Jannetty pulls the chair high over his head. He brings it down across the head of Verdoes. The chair makes a violent clank off the skull of Jason Verdoes, and Verdoes goes down to the mat in a heap. Jannetty takes a moment to taunt the crowd.
JR: This is just uncalled for! Just pin the kid and end this humiliation! You’ve proved your point Marty, now end it!
Jannetty pulls Verdoes back to his feet his a handful of hair. Verdoes is now wearing the crimson mask. Jannetty lets go of Verdoes’ hair and just stares him in the eyes for a minute. Without hesitation, Verdoes winds up and drills Jannetty with a kick to the groin. Jannetty goes down and the crowd erupts!
JS: Oh come on, that’s not fair!
JR: So it’s fair that Jannetty brought a chair into the ring?
JS: Yeah
JR: But not fair that Verdoes, who is out weighed by Jannetty by a good fifty pounds, kicks Jannetty to gain the advantage?
Marty Jannetty lays center ring, motionless. Jason Verdoes looks left, and then right, blood dripping down his chin, before scaling the top rope. The crowd are all on their feet, waiting for Verdoes to make his move. Verdoes turns his back on Jannetty on the top rope. With one quick leap, Verdoes comes flying off the top rope with a moonsault. Verdoes hits the move with picture perfect precision. Referee Dylan Jones goes down for the count, 1...2...3!!
JR: VERDOES DID IT! THE REFEREE BEAT THE WRESTLER!
JS: Big deal, it’s just Jannetty..
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:33:22 GMT -5
The shot fades back to the studio.
JS: What an exciting match!
SD: Jannetty is such a joke..
JS: Our next match, from Wrestlemania, is an Inferno match, featuring Mikey Whipwreck, then known as Pastor Michael Baxter, battling Rob Van Dam.
Fade out, into the shot. The shot switches back to the arena. “Eyes of Righteousness” begins to play over the loud speakers, and Pastor Michael Baxter makes his way through the curtain, with Jeff Hardy shortly behind him. Hardy is adorned with black dress pants, a nice white dress shirt, and a black jacket with the collar popped. The two men make their way to the ring. As they get to the ring, Michael Baxter inspects the inferno match gear that now surrounds the ring. A few fans are screaming at Jeff Hardy, but he just ignores them. Michael Baxter slides into the ring and removes his jacket. He hands his jacket out to the time keeper. “One of a Kind” by Breaking Point begins to play, and through the curtain runs Bill Alfonzo, blasting that annoying whistle as loud as he can. After a few moments of listening to Alfonzo screech into his whistle, Rob Van Dam makes his way through the curtain. RVD makes his way down the ramp, posing every few steps. Fonzie follows Van Dam, blowing his whistle to the pleasure of no one. Van Dam and Alfonzo make their way to the ring. Van Dam slides into the ring, and poses a bit.
One on One match: Rob Van Dam versus Pastor Michael Baxter Inferno match 15 minute time limit Referee: Dylan Jones
The two men stand center ring for a moment. Suddenly, flames burst out of the steel that surrounds the ring. The flames dance with the ropes, and soar feet into the air. Van Dam watches the flames that surround him with a hypnotized glaze on his eyes. Michael Baxter comes from behind Van Dam, and tries to push him into the flames, but Van Dam locks up the breaks. Van Dam with a low blow to Baxter. Baxter goes to the mat, holding his groin in pain. Van Dam takes a moment to taunt.
JS: The ever flamboyant, Rob Van Dam.
Van Dam turns back, and heads towards Baxter, who is still laying on the mat. Van Dam leans towards Baxter, and Baxter catches him with a cheap shot below the chin. Van Dam falls to the mat, holding his chin. Van Dam lays on the mat face down, still holding his chin. Michael Baxter gets to his feet, and jumps onto Van Dam’s back. Baxter hits Van Dam in the spine with both of his feet. Baxter works away at Van Dam’s back like a vulture and the prey. Baxter stomps away at Rob Van Dam as RVD lays motionless. Baxter lifts his adversary up and plants him into the mat with a hard DDT.
JR: I don’t really see Michael Baxter’s strategy here. He was wearing down Van dam’s face, then he worked the back for a moment, then back to working on his head..
JS: Who says Michael Baxter even has a strategy? It don’t take too much strategy to light a man on fire.
Baxter is in complete control of the match at this point as he continues to work away at the Van Dam’s back. Van Dam is getting desperate, trying his very hardest to get to his feet. The outlook on Van Dam’s future is grim as Baxter works away at RVD’s back with a butterfly stretch. Van Dam screams in pain as Baxter pulls away at the his back.
JR: Pastor Michael Baxter back to working away at the back..
Van Dam reaches for the ropes but the ropes are miles away. Van Dam pounds away at the mat in excruciating pain, but it does no good. Referee Dylan Jones refuses to call for the bell. Van Dam pulls and stretches towards the ropes. After a few minutes of trying, Van Dam finally reaches the ropes. He grabs the bottom rope, but referee Dylan Jones does not make Baxter break the count.
JS: I don’t see why Van Dam was trying so hard to get to the ropes. It really does him no good in this match. I mean, he got to the ropes, big deal. It does nothing in this match. Baxter doesn’t have to break the hold! All Van Dam did by getting to the ropes is get himself closer to the flames!
Van Dam pulls the bottom rope so he can pull himself up a bit. The look on Van Dam’s face is one of sheer agony. Van Dam scratches and claws his way so he can grab the second rope. The flames dance off of Van Dam’s arms, singeing the hair on his arms. Van Dam gets to the top rope, and Michael Baxter is forces to break the hold. The damage was done and Baxter knows it.
JS: Good strategy here by Michael Baxter. Take Van Dam out, then you will be able to light him up at will.
Baxter drags Mr. PPV back out to the center of the ring and makes his way over to the turnbuckle. Baxter mounts the turnbuckles and prepares to fly. The flames dance dangerously close to Baxter, dancing on and off of his feet. Rob Van Dam is laying for dead in the center of the ring as Michael Baxter gets ready to fly. Baxter sits atop the turnbuckle too long though because as he jumps, Rob Van Dam telegraphs it and moves out of the way as Baxter crashes to the canvas. The ball is now in RVD’s court but his back is really bothering him. Van Dam stomps at Baxter. Van Dam runs into the ropes and nails a Rolling Thunder. Van Dam is now in complete control as he attempts to maim the challenger. RVD is into the ropes again but Baxter sees it coming and he moves out of the way in time. Baxter is first up to his feet, but it isn’t quickly. Rob Van Dam struggles to get to his feet as Baxter stomps at him. This battle is quickly deteriorating into an all out fight as both wrestles grapple for control on the mat. Baxter gets control for a moment, and catches Van Dam with a quick punch to the temple. Baxter lifts Van Dam up, and nails him with a DDT. Jeff Hardy, who had been standing at ringside the entire time, tosses something to RVD.
JR: What was that?
JS: I’m not sure.
Baxter grabs the item, and heads towards the ropes. The item is a large red cloth. Baxter lights the cloth on fire, and heads back towards Van Dam. Van Dam sees Baxter coming, and ducks what would have been a flaming punch. Van Dam with a kick to Baxter’s mid section, and Baxter drops the rag. Van Dam recovers the rag, and places it on Michael Baxter’s back, right on his cloth shirt. Baxter’s shirt lights up in just seconds. The bell rings, and “One of a Kind” begins to play.
OS: Your winner of this match, Rob Van Dam!
Winner by blaze in 9:42: Rob Van Dam
Michael Baxter rolls out of the ring, and runs around the ring for a moment with his back ablaze. Baxter finally hits the arena floor, where Jeff Hardy sprays him down with a fire extinguisher. Baxter gets back to his feet, with his black shirt burnt to his back. Baxter tears away the remains of the shirt, as Van Dam celebrates in the ring for a moment while the flames settle.
Fade back to the studio shot.
JS: Our next match is from When Worlds Collide, it is Tables, ladders, and chairs 1 for the Junior Heavyweight title, Reed Flair versus Jack Evans versus Jerrelle Clark.
The shot switches back to the arena. “Cure for the Itch” begins to play over the loud speakers, and Jack Evans makes his way through the curtain to a mixed reaction. Evans slaps a few hands on his way to the ring. Evans slides into the ring and poses a bit for the camera. Suddenly, “Legacy” by Insane Clown Posse begins to play over the loud speakers and Reed Flair makes his way through the curtain. Reed is showered with a chorus of boos for the crowd. Reed makes his way to the ring, and jumps up onto the ring apron. Reed propels himself over the top rope into the ring with a leapfrog. Reed’s music discontinues. “Mr. 630” begins to play over the loud speakers and Jerrelle Clark makes his way through the curtain. Jerrelle makes his way to the ring to a lot of cheers from the sold out crowd. Jerrelle climbs into the ring, where he is met with a stare down from both Flair and Evans. Jerrelle removes his WCWA Junior Heavyweight championship belt from around his waist and hands it to referee David Lee. Lee holds the championship high above his head, showing that the title is on the line.
Three Way Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match for the WCWA Junior Heavyweight championship
The three men circle around the ring. Jack Evans makes his way to the ropes, where he calls for a chair. Someone at ringside hands a chair in to Evans. Evans unfolds the chair, and sets it up in the corner. Evans then sits down in the chair in the corner.
JS: It looks like Jack Evans is just going to sit back and watch these two men tear into each other, at least for the time being.
JR: What the hell is he doing? This is for the title!
Flair and Clark continue to circle around the ring, both keeping an eye on Jack Evans. Flair and Clark tie up center ring. Clark goes behind Flair with an arm bar. Clark twists the arm bar for a moment, before releasing it and switching into a headlock. Flair punches Clark in the stomach twice, and then sends the champ into the ropes.
JR: Irish whip there by Reed Flair.
Clark comes back, and catches Flair with a shoulder. Flair goes down. Clark goes running into the ropes. A leapfrog over Flair from Clark. Clark back into the ropes and as he comes back, Flair leapfrogs over him. Clark into the ropes once more, and as he comes back, Flair catches him with a roundhouse kick right to the face. Clark goes down and Flair takes a moment to taunt to the crowd.
JS: Flair isn’t going to get any love from these fans!
The fans boo Flair mercilessly. Flair lifts Jerrelle back up. Clark backs into the ropes, and Flair catches him with a buzz saw kick right to the side of the head. Flair backs up a bit, and then comes back for a second kick right to the head of the champion.
JR: Those kicks to the head will kill a few brain cells.
Flair bounces into the ropes beside Clark, then into the far ropes. As Flair comes back, Clark catches him with a drop toe hold. Clark holds the drop toe hold into an Indian Deathlock. Jack Evans stands up and grabs the steel chair he was sitting in. Evans smashes the chair hard across the sternum of Clark, which forces Clark to break the Indian Deathlock.
JR: Jack Evans breaking up a near fall there. Remember, this match is one fall to a finish, so if Reed Flair had tapped out there, this match would have been over with..
Evans backs off a bit then throws the chair. It strikes Reed Flair right in the head. Evans approaches Flair. He kicks the chair out of the ring, and then grabs Flair by the head, lifting him back to his feet. Evans whips Flair into the ropes and when Flair comes back, Evans lifts him into the air for a Gorilla Press Slam, but drops Flair to the mat with a spinebuster. Evans goes for a cover, but Flair gets up at just a count of two.
JS: I thought Evans had Flair there…
JR: Remember, the champion does not have to be pinned to lose the title in this match!
Evans lifts Flair back up to his feet and backs him into the corner. Evans delivers to stiff shots to the chest of Flair and then whips him into the far corner. Evans comes running in himself and Flair springboards right out of the corner over Evans. Flair drills Evans in the mid-section with a kick, and then sends him into the far corner with an Irish whip, but Evans reverses it and Flair ends up in the corner. Flair runs right up the turnbuckle, but Evans comes from behind and pushes Flair off the top rope to the arena floor.
JR: Pretty good physical ability there by Reed Flair..
Jerrelle Clark comes from behind and sets up for an atomic drop, but switches it into a face buster. Evans, stunned, rolls to the outside of the ring. He walks over to where Reed Flair is standing, and suddenly, Jerrelle Clark propels himself over the top rope. Before he hits Flair and Evans though, the two men move and Clark lands on the arena floor hard.
JS: Crash and burn!
Flair nails Evans with a right hand, then slides into the ring. Flair goes running into the far ropes and comes back, nailing a baseball slide on Jerrelle Clark that sends Clark sailing backwards into the steel security barricade. Flair backs up, then comes running. He jumps over the top rope, and lands on Clark with a somersault leg drop that sends both men down. Flair gets right back up and taunts to the crowd, getting a surprising pop from the crowd.
JS: I don’t know if it’s just respect, or if these fans actually like Flair, but I hear a hell of a lot of cheers for him in that crowd..
Flair turns around to see Jack Evans a top the top rope. Evans comes flying off with a cross body block that takes out both Flair and Clark, who was momentarily back to his feet. All three men lay broken on the arena floor in a heap.
JR: It looks like a car accident out on Interstate 70!
JS: These men are giving it their all!
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:33:44 GMT -5
Evans gets back up to his feet, and lifts Clark up. Evans nails Clark right in the face with a right hand, and then punches Flair right in the face, just as Flair gets back to his feet. Evans grabs both Flair and Clark by the heads and walks them up the isle. Clark furiously punches Evans in the ribs twice, and once in the head. Evans drills Flair, and a three way brawl ensues, with all three men slugging away at one another. Evans and Flair then start a double team assault on Clark. But the bond between Flair and Evans does not last long, as Evans drills Flair in the mid-section with an elbow. Evans punches Flair in the face once, and then turns around to see Jerrelle Clark swinging wildly. Evans ducks the punch and nails Clark with an atomic toss, which lands Clark on the ring post spread eagle. Clark crumbles to the arena floor with his legs still wrapped around the ring post. Evans begins to violently kick Clark in the head.
JR: Some stiff kicks right to the head there from Jack Evans, apparently trying to wear the champion down.
JS: Good strategy there by Jack Evans. On one hand, Jerrelle Clark cannot get a pin fall on either Flair or Evans if he is knocked out cold, and on the other hand, he will be easily pinned if knocked out cold.
Reed Flair comes running in with a baseball slide, right into Clark’s face. Flair then kicks Jack Evans right in the shoulder, followed by a jumping spin kick that drills Evans right in the back of the head. Evans falls to the arena floor.
JR: Those kicks are deadly coming out of someone like Reed Flair. The kid is a black belt in three different forms of martial arts!
Clark slowly gets back to his feet, while Reed Flair heads up the isle, where he grabs a guardrail. Flair heads back down to ringside with the guardrail high above his head.
JS: What the hell is Flair planning here?
JR: I have no idea, but it won’t be pretty. Those guardrails are solid steel..
Flair props the rail up against the steel ring post, and heads towards Jack Evans. He lifts Evans back up to a vertical base and begins violently striking Evans in the head with punches, backing Evans up the isle way. Flair Irish whips Evans back, and Evans comes crashing into the guardrail that is propped up against the steel ring post. The rail bends minimally, as Evans crumbles to the arena floor in a heap. Flair makes a cover on the arena floor on Evans, but the cover is broken up at two by Clark. Clark moves the guardrail so it is sitting flat on the arena floor, and then approaches Flair. He attempts to Irish whip Flair, but Flair reverses it and ends up having Clark in position for a powerslam. Flair runs and nails the powerslam to Clark, hard on the steel barricade. Flair goes for the cover on Clark on the arena floor. Referee David Lee goes down for the count, 1...2. Jack Evans breaks up the count
JR: A near fall there by Reed Flair..
JS: I thought he had him. I mean, he nailed a running powerslam on the man onto a steel barricade! If it hadn’t been for Jack Evans there, this match would’ve been over with!
Reed Flair gets back to his feet and delivers a deadly kick to the head of Jack Evans. Flair then rolls Evans back into the ring, and follows himself. Flair lifts Evans up center ring, and nails him with a Michinoku Driver. Jerrelle Clark makes his way to the ring apron, where he spring boards up to the top rope. Flair comes off with a leg drop right to the back of the neck of Reed Flair, who was going for a pin attempt on Jack Evans.
JR: Very unorthodox move there by Jerrelle Clark, but it got the job done.
JS: Exactly Ross, it got the job done, and that is what is important.
Clark gets up and calls for a steel chair. Someone at ringside hands him a chair. Flair folds the chair up, and places it on the head and chest of Evans. Flair goes to the ring apron once more, and prepares for another leg drop. But Evans tosses the chair up, and it is caught by Jerrelle Clark, who is now up on the ring apron. Flair springboards up to the top rope, and Clark throws the chair. It strikes Flair right in the head, and causes Flair to fall off the top rope and go flying to the arena floor.
JR: I don’t know if it was on purpose or simply coincidence, but Clark and Evans did a little double team on Reed Flair.
Jerrelle Clark stumbles back into the ring and lifts Flair up by his head. Jerrelle leans Flair against the ropes, with Flair sitting. Jerrelle lifts the chair up, and violently strikes Flair over the top of the head with the steel seating device. Jerrelle lifts the chair again, and again brings it down hard over the skull of Reed Flair. The chair bounces off of Flair’s cranium.
JR: Those are some vile chair shots, done with malicious intent.
Jerrelle tosses the chair aside as Flair lay motionless on the mat. Jerrelle goes to the top rope, but is pushed off by Jack Evans and Jerrelle racks himself on the top turnbuckle. Evans climbs to the top rope and flips Jerrelle over with a hurricanrana. Evans goes for the pin, but Jerrelle kicks out at the count of two. Flair is up on the ring apron, but not for long, as Evans catches him with a super kick and goes sailing to the outside. Jack Evans lifts Jerrelle back to a vertical base, and delivers a vile punch right to the face of Clark. Evans then tosses Clark right over the top rope. Evans slowly makes his way back to the outside as well.
JR: Looks like this match is heading back to the outside.
JS: No way!
Evans lifts Flair back up to a vertical base, and begins to drag him up the isle, punching him on the way there. Evans chops Flair across the chest, and moves back to Jerrelle Clark, who followed them up the isle. Evans whips Clark right through the curtain. Clark stumbles backstage into the hallway that leads from the locker room to the ring. When Jack Evans comes through the curtain, he is met with a chair to the head from Jerrelle Clark. Clark then tosses the chair and it strikes Evans right in the head. Evans goes to the ground. Reed Flair comes running back stage, and is immediately lifted up and spinebustered through a table in the back from Clark. Clark grabs Evans by the arm and pulls him back through the curtain. Clark pulls Evans back to ringside. Evans gets to his feet, and Clark attempts an Irish whip, but Evans reverses and Clark goes sailing into the steel ring steps.
JR: Nice reversal there by Jack Evans.
JS: He just saved himself from eating steel.
Evans lifts Clark up and rolls him into the ring. Evans starts to follow Clark into the ring himself, but he is attacked by Reed Flair. Flair attempts to suplex Evans right on the arena floor, but Evans reverses and it is Flair who hits the hard arena floor. Evans gets back to his feet and slides into the ring. Evans begins to punch Clark in the head. Clark returns the favor, following up with a German suplex. Clark nails the suplex, and holds the move as he rolls through. Clark then flips and nails another suplex on Evans. Evans switches back and is set for a German of his own. Reed Flair comes running in and sunset flips Evans, with Evans still holding onto Clark. Clark is driven into the mat with a German suplex, and Evans is rolled up in a pin attempt from Reed Flair.
JR: Three way German suplex sunset flip!
JS: That’s a mouth full..
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:34:10 GMT -5
Referee David Lee goes down for the count, but Evans kicks out at the count of two. All three men are down. Flair goes for a pin attempt on Clark, which he gets a two count on. Meanwhile, Jack Evans has rolled outside the ring and grabbed a table. Evans slides the table into the ring, and then slides in himself. Evans sets the table up center ring and rolls out of the ring once more, this time putting two ladders into the ring. One ladder is set up in one corner by Evans, with the other ladder going to the opposite corner. Jack Evans climbs his ladder, while Jerrelle Clark puts Reed Flair on the table center ring. Clark climbs the remaining ladder in the other corner. Jerrelle motions for the 630, and, in a thing of beauty, Evans and Clark flip off the ladders in stereo 630 flips, both landing on Reed Flair below.
JS: OH MY GOD!
JR: REED FLAIR HAS GOT TO BE DEAD!
Evans rolls away, while Jerrelle hooks the leg. Referee David Lee goes down for the count, 1...2.. Evans breaks up the count. The three men lay broken in the ring amidst ladders and the broken table as the crowd chants in unison, “HOLY SH*T!, HOLY SH*T
JR: I have never seen anything like that in my life!
Evans slowly gets up and calls for a chair. Evans uses the chair to prop himself up. Evans lifts Flair back to his feet, and nails a roundhouse kick. Both men fall back to the mat. Jerrelle Clark is now back up to his feet. Jerrelle stands Evans up, and powerbombs him right next to Flair. Clark then grabs the chair and violently throws it down. It hits Evans right in the chest. Clark yells for another chair, which is handed to him by a person at ringside. He lays the second chair down across Reed Flair’s chest and head. Clark goes to the corner and scales the top rope. Clark comes flying off with an attempted Frog Splash, but both men move out of the way and Jerrelle hits the mat hard.
JR: Jerrelle Clark just totally missed his targets there..
Evans and Flair are back up, with their two chairs. Jerrelle gets up to his knees and gets drilled with the two chairs, one from each side. Clark’s head is sandwiched between the two metal seating devices. Evans then turns on Flair, drilling him over the head with his chair. Evans goes down for a cover on Jerrelle Clark, but Clark’s leg is on the ropes. Evans pulls Clark back to center ring and covers him once again. Clark kicks out at the count of two once more. Evans crawls over to Reed Flair. The two men begin to trade punches. They get back to their feet, still trading blows. Evans grabs Flair by his arm, and whips him into the ropes. Flair comes back and slides right between Evans’ legs. As he is going through, he grabs Evans by the arm. He pulls Evans’ arm between Evans’ legs. He then lifts Evans up onto his shoulders, and hits an Electric Chair slam. Flair goes for the cover, but Evans kicks out at the count of two.
JR: A near fall there by Reed Flair.
JS: Jerrelle Clark was just one second away from losing his title, and he wouldn’t have even been apart of the decision!
Jerrelle Clark has rolled out of the ring, and is walking around ringside. Clark climbs up onto the ring apron, where he is met with a superkick from Reed Flair. Clark holds onto the top rope. Flair suplexes Clark into the ring, but then rolls out himself. On his knees, Jack Evans lodges a chair between the top and middle rope in the turnbuckle. Evans lifts Clark up to a vertical base, and starts an Irish whip, but Clark reverses it and Evans goes flying face first into the steel chair in the corner. Warn out, Jerrelle Clark just collapses to the mat. Both men lay motionless on the mat. Meanwhile, up the ramp, Reed Flair is stacking up tables. Two tables are stacked a top each other. Flair then puts two chairs atop the top table. He grabs a wooden ladder that is sitting near by, and places it atop the two chairs.
JR: I don’t like the looks of this!
JS: Reed Flair is planning something big here!
Jerrelle Clark gets Jack Evans with a fireman’s carry, and he carries him up the ramp towards Flair’s table tower. Clark places Evans on the bottom table. Flair and Clark brawl into the crowd, then up the stairs in the crowd towards the steel scaffolding at the entrance way. They begin to climb the scaffolding, with Clark going up first, and Flair shortly behind.
JR: I really don’t like the looks of this..
JS: Something bad is going to happen here..
The two are now a top the scaffolding, well over thirty feet in the air. Flair begins to pound away at Clark’s back. Flair sets up for a Michinoku Driver, but Clark slides through and sets up for a Death Valley Driver. Flair slides through, and comes running at Clark. With a gingerly toss, Flair is flying off the scaffolding. Flair hits the wooden ladder on top, and it blows to pieces. Evans rolls off the bottom table second before Clark goes sailing through it. Bits of ladder and table lay all over the place, as the crowd chants in unison, “HOLY SH*T HOLY SH*T
JS: OH MY GOD!
JR: WITH GOD AS MY WITNESS, REED FLAIR IS DEAD!
Flair lays motionless. A bit of table lays across his chest. The camera focuses in on his eyes, which are glazed over and rolled into the back of his head. Jerrelle Clark slowly begins to make his way down the scaffold.
JS: Jerrelle Clark sees one hell of an opportunity now, anybody could pin Reed Flair right now, hell, even you could pin him Ross, and you couldn’t even pin a two year old!
Clark is met at the bottom of the scaffold by a chair shot from Jack Evans right to the head. Clark melts to the ground. Evans tosses the chair aside, and grabs a ladder that was sitting next to the guardrail. Evans drags the ladder to the ring, and slides it in. Evans then reaches underneath the ring, where he pulls out a table. Evans sets the table up at ringside. Evans grabs Jerrelle Clark, who has crawled up the isle, by the head and lifts him to a vertical base. Evans sets Clark on the table. Evans slides into the ring and sets up the ladder. Evans quickly climbs up the ladder and comes diving off with a shooting star press. He lands on the outside of the ring on Clark on the table. Both men go through the table. Evans covers the limp body of Jerrelle Clark, and referee David Lee goes down for the count, 1...2...3!
JR: We’ve got a new WCWA Junior heavyweight champion!
“Cure for the Itch” begins to play and Jack Evans celebrates in the ring. Referee David Lee hands Evans the title belt. He makes his way to the back, holding his ribs with the championship belt draped over his shoulder. As he passes by Reed Flair in the isle way, he gives him a stomp, just for good measures.
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:35:12 GMT -5
Fade back to the studio.
JS: One of the greatest matches in WCWA History. Our next match is also commonly refered to as one of the greats, from Mayhem in Manchester, it’s 2 out of 3 falls for the WCWA Heavyweight title, Kurt Angle defending against Spanky.
The shot switches back to the arena. Michael Buffer is now standing center ring, with a microphone in hand.
MB: The next match is for the World Championship Wrestling Alliance World Heavyweight championship!
Huge pop from the crowd. “Quality Control” by Jurassic 5 begins to play over the loud speakers, as well as an impressive lights display. Spanky makes his way out onto the stage.
MB: Making his way to the ring, from Olympia, Washington, weighing in tonight at 175 and ¾ pounds, he is one of the most flamboyant characters in wrestling today, this, is, SPANKY!
Spanky walks to the ring, not in his normal flashy matter, but instead in a serious demeanor.
JS: I think reality has finally hit Spanky. I think he just now realized what the heck is going on, that he is main eventing a Pay Per View, going for the company’s world title..
Spanky slides into the ring, a quickly runs up the ropes, doing a quick pose at the top rope for the fans. “Medal” begins to play over the loud speakers.
MB: And his opponent, from Pittsburgh, weighing in tonight at 223 pounds, he is one of the most celebrated athletes in wrestling history, a two time Olympic gold medallist, and an NCAA freestyle amateur wrestling. He is the current and reigning World Championship Wrestling Alliance Undisputed Heavyweight champion of the World… he is KURT ANGLE!!!
Angle makes his way to the ring, with a focused look on his face. Angle blocks out all of the crowds chants, all their hisses and hollers, all the chants, focused on just one thing. Angle has his eyes locked on Spanky, and Spanky is returning the favor. Angle slides into the ring. Referee Dylan Jones runs over the rules with both men, and sends the two men to their separate corners. Jones heads to Spanky’s corner, and feels him down for any weapons. Jones finds no weapons on Spanky. He then heads to Angle’s corner, and checks over him for weapons. Jones finds no weapons on Angle either. He calls the two men back to center ring, and calls for the bell, signaling the beginning of the match.
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JR: Here we go, WCWA Heavyweight title on the line, the up and coming Spanky challenging Kurt Angle for the title. This one has epic written all over it!
JS: Two out of three falls. No count out, no disqualifications, no time limits, two out of three falls.
The two men tie up center ring with a test of strength. Angle quickly overpowers his much smaller foe, and pushes Spanky towards the mat.
JR: A test of strength was not a smart thing for Spanky to do. Kurt Angle outweighs Spanky by close to 50 pounds..
Spanky breaks free of the test of strength. Spanky into the ropes, and when he comes back, he goes for a shoulder block, but it gets him no where with Angle, as Angle does not budge. Spanky into the ropes again, and again, the shoulder block does not budge Angle. Spanky into the ropes one more time, and this time, instead of going for a shoulder block, he goes right between Angle’s legs and hooks him from behind for a German suplex. Spanky hits the German suplex with incredible accuracy, much to the delight of the sold out Manchester crowd.
JR: Angle thought he was going to get shoulder blocked, and instead, Spanky mixed it up and ended up German suplexing the champ!
JS: Kurt Angle cannot be making mistakes like that in this match! He has to get his head in the game! We cannot have this green hatted freak running around here with the World title!
Angle back to his feet quickly, not letting Spanky continue a combination after the German. Spanky gets right up in Angle’s face, and Angle slaps him.
JS: Slap to the face from the champion!
JR: What a cheap shot! It was just uncalled for!
JS: That’s what Spanky gets for getting up in Angle’s face!
Spanky backs up a bit, holding his cheek. Spanky comes running back in, and spears Kurt Angle, mounting him with punches.
JR: I think that slap just fired Spanky up!
Spanky tearing into the champion with a fury of punches. Spanky lets off of Angle, and Angle gets back to his feet. Spanky hooks the left arm of Angle, and begins to twist. Angle switches it back, twisting Spanky’s arm. Spanky flips backwards, reversing the wrist lock, and then hits a quick arm drag. Angle right back to his feet, and Spanky comes running, and screaming, back in for a clothesline.
JR: Spanky is pissed!
Spanky begins to pound on his chest wildly.
JS: Look at this freak, he is beating himself up!
Angle back to a vertical base, and he hooks Spanky from behind. Angle takes Spanky over with a German suplex, but Spanky lands on his feet, and hooks Angle from behind. Spanky then takes Angle over with a German suplex of his own, but Angle lands on his feet. Angle comes running in for a behind clothesline, but Spanky ducks, and Angle completely misses Spanky’s head. Spanky with a kick to the mid section of Angle, and set up for a power bomb, but Kurt flips Spanky over, to which Spanky lands on his feet and hooks Kurt Angle for a victory slide, but Angle bridges it off, getting back to his feet. Spanky back up, and Angle comes running in for a clothesline, but Angle ducks and hooks the arm, pulling Angle over for an arm drag, to which Angle lands on his feet and arm drags Spanky. Spanky lands on his feet and comes running at Angle, and goes for a hurricanrana, but Angle reverses it into a powerbomb, and bridges into a pin attempt, but Spanky kicks out at the count of two. The crowd claps loudly.
JR: What an impressive series of moves by these two men.
JS: They know each other so well, they can counter one another’s moves, and have a counter set up for the counter..
Both men back to a vertical base and at a stalemate. Both men come running in, and catch each other at the same time with a clothesline, sending both men down to the mat.
JR: Double clothesline!
JS: Both men thinking exactly alike there, and the results are both men going down!
Both men lay on the mat for a moment, trying to catch their breath. Angle the first back to his feet, and Spanky is right behind him. Spanky into the ropes, and as he comes back, he goes for a dropkick, but Angle also goes for a dropkick, so both men go into the air and hit absolutely nothing.
JR: These two men are thinking so much alike!
Both men back up. Angle hooks Spanky for a headlock, and tries to suplex him over, but Spanky lands on his feet and catches Angle off guard with a school boy. Referee Dylan Jones goes for the count, 1.….2.. Kick out by Angle.
JR: Spanky almost had the first fall right there!
Both men back up. Spanky comes running at Angle, and Angle catches him with a quick belly to belly suplex. Spanky hits the mat hard, and Angle quickly makes his move, hooking on the ankle lock out of no where.
JR: ANKLE LOCK! ANKLE LOCK! HE’S GOT IT LOCKED IN!!
JS: Spanky has to find a way out of that quickly, because even if he doesn’t submit, Angle will break his ankle!
Spanky fights to get to the ropes, but the ankle lock is locked on tightly, right in the center of the ring. Spanky struggles and moans in pain as Angle twists the ankle harder and harder. With every lunge towards the ropes, Spanky only gets about a half inch closer. Spanky screams and moans as Angle continues to twist the ankle. Spanky finally reaches the ropes. Referee Dylan Jones calls for a break, to which Angle does.
JR: Kurt Angle doing a clean break right there…
Angle grabs Spanky by the leg, pulls him back out of the ropes and back to center ring, and locks the ankle lock on once more.
JR: DAMN HIM!
Spanky screams even louder than before now, and even when he struggles to get to the ropes, he doesn’t get much further. After minutes of struggling, Spanky is just inches away from the ropes, but Angle pulls him right back to center ring. Spanky just gives up, and taps out center ring. The bell rings one time, signaling the first fall has ended.
OS: The winner of the first fall, Kurt Angle!
JR: The all important first fall goes to Kurt Angle, by submission.
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:35:56 GMT -5
The referee lets Spanky get to his feet and catch his breath before the second fall begins.
JS: If Spanky gets beat again, he can say goodbye to walking out of Manchester with the WCWA championship. He needs to get his head in the game and right now!
Spanky comes out of his corner slowly, and calls for a test of strength on Angle. Angle hooks the test of strength on, and Spanky quickly gets the advantage by kicking Angle in the shin.
JR: Great thinking by Spanky!
JS: Great thinking? He just kicked the man in the shin! How technical is that!
Kurt releases the test of strength, and grabs his shin. Spanky takes advantage of this by kicking Angle in the face. Kurt grabs his face, and Spanky quickly clips the legs with a spinning roundhouse to both ankles. Kurt goes down, and Spanky is right on top of his with a front face lock.
JS: Spanky playing dirty now!
JR: He’s just doing what is called for!
JS: How do you figure kicking Kurt Angle in the Olympic shin is called for?
Kurt works his way back up, still locked in the face lock. Kurt takes Spanky over with a side suplex, and Spanky is forced to release the hold.
Spanky scrambles back to his feet, and locks another face lock on, and again gets taken over by Angle, but this time, the suplex does not make Spanky release the face lock. Angle works his way back up, still in the face lock, and takes Spanky over again. Spanky finally releases the hold, and gets right back up to his feet. Angle slowly gets up to his knees. Spanky drills Angle right in the face with a stiff kick.
JS: That's it! Someone arrest Spanky!
JR: For what?
JS: Impersonating a wrestler. That was just a kick, not great ring psychology, that not great technical wrestling, it‘s a kick! Anyone can kick a guy in the face!
Spanky hooks Angle for a suplex, but he can’t take Angle over. Angle with a few knees to the mid section, and Spanky is the one who goes over.
JR: Kurt Angle with an excellent reversal right there..
JS: What did you expect? For him to just kick Spanky in the shin? That’s not Kurt’s style..
Angle back up, and he backs off of Spanky a bit, trying to catch his breath. Spanky gets up, and he heads to the corner, where he scales the top rope. Angle quickly runs up the same turnbuckle, and hooks Spanky under the arm.
JR: What is Angle planning here?
Both men standing up on the top rope, Angle takes Spanky up and over with a belly to belly suplex, and the crowd chants aloud, “HOLY SH*T, HOLY SH*T!”
JS: OH MY GAWD!
JR: THAT WAS AN EASY TEN FOOT FALL FOR SPANKY!!
Spanky hits the mat hard, and doesn’t move. Angle back up, and looking at Spanky, who is laying in a broken heap on the canvas. Angle covers Spanky, and referee Dylan Jones goes down for the count, 1.……2.….. Kick out by Spanky.
JR: SO CLOSE!
JS: This one was almost over right there Ross! ½ a second more, and Angle would have been walking out of here with his title still intact!
Angle back up, furious with the referee. Angle is yelling at the referee, claiming a slow count, while Spanky still lays on the mat in the same position he landed in.
JR: Spanky could be hurt..
Angle heads to where Spanky lays, and lifts him up by his hair. Spanky is limp. Angle hooks Spanky from behind, and sets up for the Angle Slam. Angle lifts Spanky into the air, and takes him up and over with an Angle Slam. Spanky hits the mat hard, and just lands in a broken heap. Angle leans over Spanky, preparing for another cover. Angle covers Spanky, 1.…..2... Angle pulls Spanky’s head up.
JR: What is he doing? He had this match won!
JS: He wants to teach Spanky a lesson! Beating the kid two times in one night isn’t good enough, he wants to do some damage!
Angle rolls out of the ring, and grabs a steel chair from ringside. Angle slides the chair into the ring.
JR: Come on Kurt! That’s not needed!
Spanky is now moving, but not much. Angle grabs the steel chair, and pounds it against the mat a few times. Referee Dylan Jones just stands back, watching what goes on.
JR: GET THAT DAMN CHAIR OUT OF THERE!
JS: Why? It’s no disqualifications.. If Kurt wants to use a chair, he can..
Spanky gets up to his knees, slowly. Angle swings the chair, and strikes Spanky in the face hard with the steel folding chair. The chair makes a sick “TWACK” as it hits Spanky in the face. Spanky falls backwards from the impact of the chair, facedown on the mat.
JR: That’s steel on skull!
JS: Spanky may be out cold here!
Angle tosses the steel chair down, and heads to where Spanky lays. Angle grabs Spanky by the hair, and lifts his face up. Spanky is now busted open.
JR: Spanky is wearing the crimson mask now after the vile chair shot!
JS: He’s bleeding like a virgin out here!
Angle pulls Spanky back to his feet. Spanky’s face is completely covered with blood. Angle grabs Spanky, and hits him with a quick powerslam.
JR: They might as well just ring the bell right here and now, Spanky is out of it!
Spanky lays on the mat, bleeding all over the place. Angle poses around the ring, taunting at the crowd, and yelling “LOOK AT YOUR PRETTY BOY NOW! LOOK AT HIM NOW!” Angle looks at his own hands, which are covered with Spanky’s blood and an evil grin dons his face.
JR: This man is sick! He loves the fact that he has Spanky’s blood on his hands!
Spanky slowly works his way to his feet. Angle just laughs at Spanky, who is covered with his own blood. The blood drips down Spanky’s chin and spatters all over the mat and his own chest. Spanky takes a wild right hand at Kurt, to which Kurt avoids by grabbing the Spank’s hand. Kurt then kicks Spanky right in the crotch.
JR: Oh come on, that’s uncalled for!
Kurt Angle stands over Spanky’s broken body, laughing at Spanky. Spanky’s blood is now all over the canvas and all over Kurt Angle. Kurt heads to the corner, just to take a break and let Spanky get to his feet.
JR: Just end it Kurt! Just end it!
Spanky gets back to his feet slowly. The blood is running off of him in buckets. Spanky approaches Angle, and Angle catches him with a cheap shot below the nose. Angle grabs Spanky, and positions him on the top rope.
JR: Hopefully he is going to finish the kid off. I have seen enough of this, this has been too much..
Spanky is hunched over on top of the ropes, not even able to keep his own body elevated. Angle scales the top rope, and attempts to hook Spanky, but Spanky is using every ounce of his strength to fight Angle off. The two men are trading blows on the top rope. Angle lifts Spanky up into powerbomb position.
JR: Kurt Angle setting up for a super bomb here..
JS: If he hits this, it will be enough to finish Spanky off.
Angle turns around, still holding Spanky, now aiming towards the center of the ring. Spanky shifts his weight, and takes Angle over with a top rope hurricanrana, to which the crowd responds with a huge roar of approval.
JS: Where did that come from!?
JR: Spanky digging deep down, just trying to survive!
Angle lays motionless on the mat, Spanky drapes one arm across the chest of the Olympic Gold Medallist. Referee Dylan Jones goes down for the count, 1.…..2.……3! The bell dings one time, and the crowd goes totally insane!
OS: Your winner of the second fall, SPANKY!!
JR: SPANKY DID IT! SPANKY WON THE SECOND FALL!
JS: He sure as hell doesn’t look like a winner..
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Kurt Angle is back to his feet before Spanky. Angle grabs Spanky by the hair and begins to pound away at the back of his neck with clubbing rights. Spanky is covered with blood, literally dripping with juice. His chest is covered with blood, and his hair is dyed a deep red with the liquid. Angle drags Spanky to center ring, and locks on an STF.
JR: STF here by Kurt Angle.
JS: This third fall could be extremely short. Kurt just has to lock that STF in all the way, and this one will be over with.
Angle pulls Spanky’s head backwards with the STF, and Spanky’s blood drips and runs off, creating a puddle on the mat. Spanky screams in agony as Angle pulls his neck backwards, his blood drips everywhere. Referee Dylan Jones asks Spanky if he wants to submit, to which Spanky clearly proclaims “NO!”
JR: This kid won’t quit. He doesn’t know the meaning of the word quit.
JS: Among other words..
Angle finally lets off of the STF, seeing that Spanky wasn’t going to submit. Spanky lays in a puddle of his own blood. Spanky’s blood is now all over the mat as well, in various puddles and droppings. Angle pulls Spanky back up to a vertical base. Spanky struggles to stay standing, blood dripping everywhere. Angle has Spanky by the back of his head, and slugs him. Spanky cannot falls anywhere, so he just takes the blow hard. Angle with another clubbing blow right to the bloodied face of Spanky. One more punch, but this time, Spanky gets his hands up in defense. Spanky comes fighting back with rights and lefts of his own.
JR: Spanky is making a comeback!
Spanky with a quick kick to the gut, and follows up with a DDT. Spanky makes a cover on Angle, 1.…2... Kick out by Angle.
JR: Near fall by the challenger.
JS: We almost had that green moron as the world champion!
Spanky gets back to his feet slowly, his blood is running everywhere. He pulls Angle back to his feet. Spanky sets up the test of strength, to which he overpowers Angle and sends him into the ropes. Spanky with the cross over, Spanky comes back with a diving clothesline that takes both men down.
JR: That was desperation right there.
JS: Spanky is putting everything on the line now, we are in the final minutes of the match and Spanky knows it. He is laying everything he has left in him out on the platter, laying it all out there. Spanky has put his blood, sweat, and tears into this match, and he doesn’t want it to slip away now.
Spanky works his way back to his feet. Angle is back up as well. Spanky into the ropes, and when he comes back, Angle catches him with a powerslam. Angle mounts Spanky and begins to pound away at him with vicious lefts and rights directly to the face. With each and every blows, drops of Spanky’s blood flies everywhere. Angle grabs Spanky by the hair, and pulls him back to his feet. Angle sets Spanky up for the Olympic Slam.
JR: Olympic Slam coming up!
JS: If Kurt Angle is able to hit this, this one will be all over!
Angle lifts Spanky high into the air for the Olympic Slam, but Spanky slides down the back of Angle, and hooks Angle in a sleeper hold.
JR: SLEEPER!
Angle slowly begins to fade out. He lifts his hand into the air, and makes a quick waving motion. A few seconds later, Jeff Jarrett is on his way to the ring with a guitar in his hand.
JR: What the hell? Jeff Jarrett? We haven’t seen him in months!
Jarrett makes his way to the ring. When he gets to the ring, he jumps up on the ring apron. Spanky releases the sleeper hold to knock Jarrett off the apron. Before Spanky is able to do this though, Jarrett tosses his guitar to Kurt Angle. Jarrett now discarded on the arena floor, Spanky turns around to see Kurt Angle now recovered. Angle takes a swing with the guitar, but Spanky ducks. Spanky with a kick to the mid section, and Angle drops the guitar. Spanky recovers the guitar and lifts it high above his head. Spanky swings the guitar, and it strikes Angle over the head hard. Angle goes down to the mat. Spanky with a cover. 1.….2.….3!
JR: NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION! BAH GAWD SPANKY DID IT! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!
JS: NO! NO! NO!!
Otto Schmitt makes the announcement official.
OS: Your winner of this match, and the NEW!!!!!!!!!!!! WCWA Heavyweight champion of the World, SPANKY!
Quality Control by Jurassic 5 begins to play, as Spanky gets back to his feet. He is completely bloodied, the ring is covered with his blood as well as splinters from the broken guitar. Referee Dylan Jones hands Spanky the world title, and we can clearly see a tear form in Spanky’s eye behind all the blood.
JR: HE DID IT!! HE BEAT KURT ANGLE! BAH GAWD WE HAVE A NEW WORLD CHAMPION!!
Spanky falls to his knees, holding the belt close to his stomach. We fade off the air with Spanky sitting center ring with the title belt and blood all over him.
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:36:25 GMT -5
Fade back to the studio.
SD: Definitely one of the greatest of all time..
JS: Our next match is commonly regarded as one of the most brutal matches in WCWA History, from Wrestlemania, it is Red and The Naturals versus Jun Kasai, Shark Boy, and Nick Mondo in a 6 man tag team weapons Elimination Chamber match.
The shot switches to a special promo video, highlighting the feud leading up to the weapons Elimination Chamber match.
It all started with one man’s jealousy (shot of Red running behind Shark Boy). With one man’s bitterness (shot of Red helping to take out Shark Boy and AMW at Revolution). The jealousy was taken to a dangerous, unhealthy level (shot of Red electrocuting Shark Boy). The battle, became one of survival (shot of Red and Shark Boy battling in the cage). The violence was taken to an inhumane level (shot of Shark Boy taking the weed whacker to Red’s back). The battle could not be solved between just two gladiators (shot of Red and Shark Boy coming off the cage with the superplex). So the artilleries were called in (shot of Chase Stevens and Andy Douglas attacking Shark Boy, followed directly by a shot of Mondo posing in the entrance way, and a shot of Jun Kasai brawling with Team Red). Tonight, the war will come to an end (shot of all 6 men brawling in the ring). Tonight, is the Elimination Chamber!
The shot switches back to the arena. The Elimination Chamber is set around the ring. “White America” by Eminem begins to play. The team of Chase Stevens, Andy Douglas, and Amazing Red make their way through the curtain, all in blue jeans and t-shirts. Red is carrying a baseball bat with a hell of a lot of barbed wire wrapped around it. Chase Stevens has bolt cutters. Andy Douglas carries with him a guitar with light bulbs glued all over the backside. Otto Schmitt begins to announce from ringside. OS: The next match is the six man tag team weapons Elimination Chamber match! Making their way to the ring, Team Red, the team of Chase Stevens, Andy Douglas, and The Amazing Red!
Red, Stevens, and Douglas make their way to the ring. They all climb the steps up the outside of the chamber, and step into the chamber. The lights go black, and then come back as a dim blue.
OS: From 20,000 leagues under the sea, SHARK BOY!
Shark Boy makes his way out onto the stage. Shark is carrying a trash can, and you can visibly see a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire sticking out of the can. “Wicked Game” by HIM begins to play, and Jun Kasai and Nick Mondo join Shark Boy at the top of the stage. Kasai has a spool of barbed wire around his arm, and Mondo has a garbage can similar to Shark Boy’s, filled with weapons. The three men make their way to the chamber, and the match begins.
6 man tag team weapons Elimination Chamber match: Red, Chase Stevens, and Andy Douglas versus Shark Boy, Jun Kasai, and Nick Mondo 40 minute time limit Referee: Mark Hathorn
Mondo, Kasai, Stevens, and Douglas are all sent to their separate chambers. The bell rings. Shark Boy pulls his bat wrapped in barbed wire from his trash can, and Red grabs his own bat. The two men both try to bash each other with their bats, and both men miss several times. The two bats strike each other at the ends, and get caught together. Red pulls his bat hard, and ends up with both bats in his possession. Red strikes Shark Boy across the back hard with the double bat, and Shark Boy’s bat comes flying loose. Shark Boy falls to the mat, and Red takes another swing with his bat. This time, the bat strikes Shark Boy clean in his spine, and opens up a rather large wound. The lights dim, and begin to flash around the chambers, signaling another entry into the chamber is soon to come. After a few seconds of flashing, one of the chambers opens to release Nick Mondo!
JS: Here we go, things are about to get very ugly. Shark Boy and Mondo get Red two on one, for at least two minutes.
Mondo comes from behind Red, and strikes him across the bareback with a light tube. The tube shatters across Red’s back with a vile explosion. Glass explodes everywhere. Red gets a far gash across his back. Mondo heads back to his garbage can, and pulls out a barbed wire noose. Mondo makes his way back over to where Red lays, and places the barbed wire noose around the neck of Red. Mondo whips Red into the ropes, and the barbs cut into Red’s throat, while the actual wire chokes Red. Red bounces off the ropes, and when he comes back, Shark Boy catches him in the stomach with the barbed wire baseball bat.
JR: Oh lord..
JS: This is what I was expecting when I seen Mondo come in.
Mondo tosses Red over the top rope. Red lands on the steel that surrounds the ring hard. The lights begin to flash again, signaling another entry. Mondo takes Red by his neck by the wire, and whips him into a chamber that contains Chase Stevens. Red goes crashing through the glass, and crashing into Chase Stevens. Stevens stands in his chamber for a moment, trying to get the barbed wire noose from around Red’s neck. The next chamber releases, officially opening Steven’s chamber.
JS: Well, I guess Chase Stevens is now in this match.
Stevens grabs his bolt cutters, and comes running at Mondo. Mondo catches him with a drop toe hold, and Stevens falls on the bolt cutters. Mondo lifts up the cutters, and rolls Stevens over. Mondo places the bolt cutters in the crotch of Chase Stevens and clamps down. Chase Stevens screams out in extreme pain. Red crawls out of the chamber, and his body is completely soaked in blood. His jeans are stained with a crimson red. Shark Boy comes running out of the ring, and hits Chase Stevens right in the face with the baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. Mondo makes his way to his trash can again, and he pulls out, a bottle of lemon juice with a spray bottle. Mondo makes his way back out to where Red lays, and sprays the juice all over Red’s bloodied chest. Red rolls and screams in pain from the juice. Shark Boy holds Red down, and Mondo sprays juice in Red’s eyes. Chase Stevens gets up, and comes running towards Mondo, and Mondo sprays Stevens in the blood soaked face with lemon juice. The bottle is now spraying a lot less. Mondo removes the lid off of the lemon juice bottle, and dumps the remaining juice over Chase Stevens. Mondo tosses the empty bottle away. Red, blinded, grabs the empty bottle and stumbles around aimlessly, swinging the lemon juice bottle at anything that moves. Chase Stevens gets to his feet, and Red whacks him with the empty plastic juice bottle with a shot that a even a three year old would laugh at. Shark Boy comes out of no where and wails on both of the men with the barbed wire bat. The lights begin to flash, and the chamber releases, releasing, JUN KASAI!
JS: Oh God, just when I thought this match was ugly, now Kasai comes in..
Kasai comes in, and tosses the barbed wire spool down across the back of Red. Kasai goes digging in Mondo’s trash can, and pulls out a steel rod. Kasai comes after Red and strikes him in the stomach with the metal rod. Meanwhile, Nick Mondo has recovered Jun Kasai’s spool of wire, and the bolt cutters Chase Stevens brought in. He cuts off some wire, and begins to whip Chase Stevens with the wire. The lights begin to flash, and Andy Douglas gets released into the chamber. Around this time, Nick Mondo is pinning Chase Stevens. The chamber opens, and the referee rolls Chase Stevens out of the chamber. While the chamber door opens, Andy Douglas runs out, before Mondo, Kasai, and Shark Boy can destroy him as well.
JS: This is going to be awesome. Three dangerous men, versus Red, locked in a cage, with weapons..
The three men whip, bash, smash, stomp, and gore away at Red. Red has several deep wounds all over his body, and blood is squirting from nearly all the wounds. Mondo with the baseball bat over and over again, across the back of Red, and when he rolls over, across the stomach. Red tries to roll away, and he just ends up rolling into Jun Kasai’s feet, so Jun Kasai proceeds to whip the piss out of him with a strand of barbed wire. Meanwhile, Shark Boy has recovered the light bulb guitar that was left behind by Andy Douglas. Mondo lifts Red up, and puts him in a full nelson. Shark Boy comes running, and swings the guitar hard. Red ducks down, and the bulb guitar crashes over Mondo’s head, breaking two of the four bulbs and slightly cracking the guitar backing. Shark Boy drops the guitar, and tries to help Mondo, and Red recovers the guitar. Kasai comes running, and Red drills him with the light bulb guitar. The guitar shatters, as do the remaining two bulbs. Kasai goes down. Everyone in the ring is busted wide open, except Shark Boy. Red recovers a bat wrapped in barbed wire, and cracks it over the skull of Shark Boy. Red literally breaks the baseball bat over the head of Shark Boy. Shark Boy goes down, and Red just passes out. Mondo lays one arm over Red. Referee Mark Hathorn makes the count, 1.…2.…3! “Wicked Game” begins to play over the loud speakers.
Winners in 30:51: Nick Mondo, Shark Boy, and Jun Kasai
OS: Your winners of the Weapons Elimination Chamber match, Nick Mondo, Jun Kasai, and Shark Boy!
The ring is littered with broken glass, broken light tubes, broken light bulbs, splintered wood, and lots and lots of blood. The shot switches to studio.
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:36:59 GMT -5
Styles, for the WCWA Heavyweight title. The shot switches to a promo video highlighting the feud between AJ Styles and Kurt Angle. The match was destiny (shot of Kurt Angle winning the Royal Rumble match at When Worlds Collide). Two forces, coming together with one common goal, the WCWA Heavyweight championship (shot of a referee holding the WCWA title in the air). One man, a pure wrestler (shot of Kurt Angle standing center ring after beating Bret Hart at When Worlds Collide). While the other, a non-traditionalist (shot of AJ Styles, covered in thumbtacks and bloodied as can be, at the end of the triple cage match at Bloodlines). One man was willing to play the straight and narrow (shot of Kurt Angle signing the non-aggression clause). While the other, chose to gain an advantage from the start (shot of AJ Styles nailing Kurt Angle with a Styles Clash onto concrete). Tonight, the two men finally collide (shot of AJ attacking Kurt). One on One (shot of Kurt and AJ brawling outside of the ring). In the main event of the biggest show of the year (shot of the Wrestlemania logo). For the biggest prize in this industry (shot of the WCWA title) The shot switches back to the arena. Michael Buffer is standing center ring. MB: It is now time for the Main Event! It is scheduled for one fall, with a sixty minute time limit, and it is for the World Championship Wrestling Alliance Heavyweight Championship of the WORLD! “Medal” begins to play over the loud speakers. Kurt Angle makes his way through the curtain. Angle just stands at the top of the ramp for a moment, soaking in the moment. MB: First, the challenger, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in tonight at two hundred and thirty seven pounds, he is a two time Olympic Gold Medallist, Kurt Angle!!! Angle makes his way down the ramp. The crowd is at a fever pitch. Angle makes his way to ringside, and makes his way up the steps. Angle steps into the ring, and poses. Behind Angle, pyros explode into the air. Angle removes his gold medals and hands them to the referee. The referee hands the medals to the time keeper at ringside. “I Am” by Eminem begins to play over the loud speakers. MB: And his opponent, from Gainesville, Georgia, weighing in tonight at two hundred and seven pounds, he is the reigning World Championship Wrestling Alliance Heavyweight Champion of the World, he is the Phenomenal, AJ Styles! AJ Styles makes his way through the curtain. He is wearing black mid length trunks, and a matching black hooded sleeveless shirt. Strapped around his waist is the ten pounds of gold and leather known as the WCWA World Heavyweight championship belt. AJ makes his way to the ring. The crowd is split nearly right down the center, with about half cheering for Styles, and about half booing him with great passion. Styles makes his way to the ring, and slides in. Styles takes off his WCWA title belt, and hands it to referee Dylan Jones. Jones holds the belt high in the air. JR: That’s what it is all about, the WCWA Heavyweight championship of the World. One on One match for the WCWA Heavyweight championship of the World: AJ Styles © versus Kurt Angle No Disqualification stipulation Sixty minute time limit Referee: Dylan JonesThe two men stare down center ring. AJ backs off a bit, and removes his jacket. He tosses the jacket to the outside. Angle gets right up in Styles’ face. Styles slaps Angle. Angle comes running back, spearing Styles. Angle mounts Styles with a fury of offence that sends Styles back into the ropes. Styles back to his feet. Styles comes back and nearly takes Angle’s head off with a vicious clothesline. Styles goes for a pin attempt, but Angle kicks out at the count of one. JR: The champ is apparently trying to end this match early. JS: And it isn’t going to work, which is pretty apparent. I mean, look at that. AJ got a one count. Last time I checked, you have to either get a count of three, or make you opponent tap out. A count of one just doesn’t do either one of those, and all is does is make your opponent pissed off. Styles gets up and yells in the referee’s face. Angle comes in with a school boy that surprises AJ Styles. The referee goes down for the count, 1...2. kick out by Styles. JR: We were this close to a new WCWA Heavyweight champion. JS: Kurt Angle was almost the champ. This main event match was just one second away from being over, with a new champion being crowned. AJ Styles really needs to keep his head in this match, and not be preoccupied with yelling at the referee. Sensing defeat was close, Styles rolls out of the ring to gather his thoughts. Styles slowly makes his way into the ring reluctantly, as Kurt Angle bounces around the ring like a caged animal. Styles finally gets back into the ring. Angle goes to stomp Styles but Styles quickly darts back out. Angle has had enough and he dives over the top rope. Angle crashes onto Styles and onto the arena floor with a mighty thud. JR: Kurt Angle is determined to win this WCWA Heavyweight title, and he will lay his body on the line if he has to in order to win that belt. JS: That belt is what it is all about. From the first day of training in wrestling, that’s what you want. You want the World title, and you want to be able to say you earned it. You want to say you were the better man, and you beat the champion. To do that tonight, Kurt Angle will have to take some risks. He will have to lay his body on the line some. Angle makes his way back to his feet and Styles is up shortly afterwards. Styles grabs Angle by the arm and whips him into the steel ring steps. The sound of the steps and Angle’s back thunders through the arena as Angle howls out in pain. JS: An Irish whip from AJ Styles there. Those ring steps are solid steel and have no give what so ever, unlike Kurt Angle, who upon hitting those steps gave out completely. Styles climbs into the ring and scales the top rope. Styles patiently waits for Angle to get back to his feet. When Angle is standing again, Styles makes his move. He dives off the top rope with a moonsault that results in both Angle and Styles being left for dead on the arena floor yet again. JS: OH MY GOD! The crowd chants aloud “HOLY crap, HOLY crap”. Styles and Angle slowly make their way back to their feet and begin to brawl on the arena floor. Styles works Angle into a headlock and then sets up for a suplex. Angle reverses the plex and snaps Styles onto the floor. JR: This crowd is at a fever pitch. Angle climbs back into the ring and then goes sailing over the top rope with an Asai Moonsault. His high flying attack misses Styles by an inch and he lands on the arena floor in a heap. The crowd chants aloud “YOU ED UP! YOU ED UP!“ AJ slowly makes his way back up to his feet. Styles gets a running start and then drops a leg drop onto Angle. Styles rolls Angle back into the ring and then follows. Styles gets a running start and then drops a hard leg drop. Styles goes for a cover and referee Dylan Jones begins the count, 1...2. kick out by Kurt Angle. JR: Another near fall there by AJ Styles. JS: The champion realizes what he has to do tonight. He has to go out there, and finish things off quickly. He has to go out there and win. No time for fancy stuff tonight. But Kurt Angle on the other hand, should be pulling out all the stops. Kurt should be pushing himself to the limits on the offense, while AJ is just on the defense, trying to retain his title. Angle gets back to his feet and Styles goes for a kick. He gets to Angle’s mid-section and Angle grabs his foot. Styles goes for a roundhouse kick to the back of Angle’s head, but Angle ducks. Styles jumps again and mule kicks Angle in the behind. Angle goes down but instantly sits up. Styles gets a running start and snaps Angle’s head forward. Styles goes running into the ropes and flips, landing a leg drop right onto Angle’s head. Styles hooks Angle’s left leg. Dylan Jones goes down for the count, 1.. kick out. Angle flips and Styles is now covered. Dylan Jones counts again, 1...2, kick out. Styles reverses it back and Jones begins another count. Angle with another kick out at two. Angle flips all the way through and gets to his feet. JR: A series of near falls there by both men. JS: JR, these two men are both giving it their all. They both want to walk away with that big gold belt. Angle locks a Boston Crab onto Styles and Dylan Jones goes down, trying to see if Styles is going to submit. Angle releases the hold after a couple moments of pressure. Styles is still down on the mat, now holding his left knee. Angle goes running into the ropes and goes for a Lionsault, but is met with a knee to the mid section from Styles. Angle gets another running start and runs up the turnbuckle post. Styles is still down and Angle is now up top. Angle comes flying off with the moonsault, but misses it. Styles moves out of the way at the last possible second and Angle crashes and burns. Styles lifts Angle back up to a vertical base. He signals to the crowd, and with one swift motion, he nails his finishing move, the Styles Clash. Angle just collapses to the mat and Styles goes for the cover. Dylan Jones goes down for the count. 1...2... Kick out by Angle. JR: He made it out of the Styles Clash! JS: What will keep Angle down if not the Styles Clash? That is the most devastating maneuver in Styles’ arsenal. If that can’t keep Kurt down, what can? Angle slides out of the ring, to catch his breath for a moment. After a couple of moments, Angle slides back into the ring. Styles with a kick to Angle’s stomach, and Angle drops to his knees. Styles runs into the ropes and nearly incapacitates Angle with a shinning wizzer. Styles tries to cover Angle but Angle kicks out before the count of two. Angle is back up to a vertical base where Styles is waiting for him. Styles attempts another wizzer but this time Angle ducks and Styles lands right on his face. As Styles lays trying to get his breath back, Angle grabs Styles’ left ankle and begins to twist it.
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Post by yoshi2 on Nov 2, 2005 15:37:35 GMT -5
JR: GOOD GAWD OH MIGHTY! STYLES IS TRAPPED IN THE ANKLE LOCK! WE COULD HAVE A NEW CHAMP RIGHT HERE!
JS: Kurt Angle will not release this hold. Look what he did to Mike Mizanin, he snapped the kid’s ankle.
Angle continues to twist at the ankle of Styles and Styles screams for mercy. Styles struggles his way from the center of the ring to the ropes. Styles grasps the bottom rope and Angle is forced to release the ankle lock. Angle grabs Styles by both of his feet and drags him to the center of the ring. Styles narrowly avoids another ankle lock by kicking Angle in the shin. This did nothing but irritate Angle and, in a fit of rage, Angle begins twisting Styles’ legs. Angle is listening for the pop of the bone in Styles’ ankle or shin. Angle locks the hold on that he had been preparing, a sharpshooter.
JR: That move is one of the most painful holds in sports entertainment but AJ Styles will not submit. Kurt Angle could break both of Styles’ legs and AJ Styles will not submit. He just has too much pride.
JS: Ross, all that pride could come back to haunt him. Kurt Angle breaks both of his legs, then what? You think AJ will be able to continue the match?
Styles struggles across the mat, he is only inches away from the ropes. Styles struggles, just millimeters away from the bottom rope. The crowd begins to chant in unison, “AJ, AJ, AJ.” The crowd’s support plus the prize at hand, the WCWA Heavyweight championship, is enough to give Styles an extra burst of energy and Styles soars to the ropes in which he grabs. Angle is forced to break the hold but the damage has been done.
JS: AJ escaped the ankle lock!
Angle is not done doing damage yet though as he grabs Styles’ knee and wraps it around the steel ring post with a figure four leg lock. Styles screams in pain. Angle climbs back into the ring and begins to stalk his prey. But the prey becomes the predator as Styles school boys Angle, 1...2, no Angle kicks out. Angle gets up to his feet, lifts Styles up, and drops him down hard on his knee. Styles screams out in pain.
JR: Styles may have just blown out his knee.
Styles slowly gets back to his feet. Angle backs Styles up into the ropes and the ref starts to call for the break but Styles spins and puts Angle into the turnbuckle still having hold of the lock up. The fans cheer in appreciation for Styles’ quick move. The ref gets in the turnbuckle!
JR: AJ Styles with a quick reversal on Kurt Angle.
The ref gets Styles to back off of Angle. Angle slowly puts his hands up and walks away from the corner. Styles comes out of the corner with a wild punch and Angle instantly takes advantage and locks in a headlock. Styles reaches his hands up trying to pry open Angle’s fingers….Angle’s grip is too tight but Styles is able to shoot him off into the ropes. Styles catches Angle on the rebound with a big hip toss causing Angle to go crashing to the mat.
JR: AJ Styles taking control of this match with that quick hip toss!
The fans let out a burst of cheers as Angle pops right back up and walks into a dropkick by Styles! Angle gets up holding his face and Styles mocks him with a quick Olympic spin around taunt before hitting an arm-drag on Angle.
JR: Styles all over Angle with that lightning quick offense he does so well!
Angle hollers out in pain as Styles drops it into a cross arm breaker! Angle quickly scoots to the ropes and wraps his feet around the bottom rope forcing Styles to break the hold. Styles breaks the hold and gets to his feet and waits on Angle to do the same.
JR: Kurt Angle smartly getting right to the ropes…getting Styles to break the hold quickly!
Angle staggers to his feet and Styles charges at him….Angle grabs hold of the top rope causing a low bridge as Styles goes flying to the outside floor. The crowd “OHHH’s” as Styles’ body makes a sick thud on the outside floor.
JR: OHHHH!!!! Angle with the low bridge causing Styles to go flying to the floor!
Angle heads out to the floor pulling Styles up by his head and immediately rolling him right back in the ring, following in behind!
JR: Angle doing the smartest thing he could do right there and keep the attack in the ring, where the referee can control what goes on to a degree!
JS: I figured for sure that he'd keep him on the outside, let his pride get the best of him and turn it into a brawl, Angle may act like he's a ring technician, but I think even he knows that in the heat of battle, sometimes your heart outweighs your fists!
Angle moves the ref out of the way and delivers a big stomp to the face of Styles before picking him up and dropping him back down with a suplex 1…2…..kick out by Styles drawing big cheers from the crowd.
JR: Styles kicks out after that nasty spill to the arena floor just moments ago!
Angle gets up hopping up on the second rope and coming off with an elbow to the forehead of Styles! Styles’ body jerks as Angle covers again 1….2…AGAIN Styles rolls the shoulder up. Angle pounds the mat and motions for the ref to make a quicker count.
JR: Now Kurt Angle getting upset he can’t put AJ Styles away!
Angle stands and grabs hold of the top rope getting in a few stomps to the head of Styles before picking him up and setting him backwards on the top rope. Angle comes up on the second rope and looks to come off with a super back suplex.
JR: This COULD put Styles away if Angle can connect with it!
Styles slides around and connects with a TORNADO DDT FROM THE TOP!!!! The fans are going rabid as Styles drapes an exhausted arm across the chest of Kurt Angle. The fans counting along with the ref’s hand 1….2…NO…. Angle’s foot on the ropes, the fans can't believe it, letting their boo's rain down from across the arena!!!!
JR: WHAT A TORNADO DDT BY AJ STYLES!!!! Angle’s foot is the ONLY thing that stopped AJ Styles from winning the match right there!
JS: That was Kurt Angle’s saving grace and in a way stopped him from being humiliated, how bad would it have been if the ONE move AJ Styles hits on Kurt Angle wins him the match?
The fans let out a boo as Styles gets up to his knee’s pulling Angle to his feet and picking him up for a Northern Lights Suplex…Styles does a 180 spin in air with Angle before dropping him with a bridging Northern Lights suplex….1…..2….Angle rolls a shoulder up again. JR: WHAT a Northern Lights suplex that was by AJ Styles! Absolutely flawless!
JS: Yeah except for Kurt Angle kicked out! That’s sorta a good sign it had a flaw somewhere……just saying!
Styles backs off for a second waiting on Angle to stumble up to his feet…Styles shoots off into the ropes and comes back with a flying cross body tackling Angle AND himself up and over to the outside. The fans start up a mild “HOLY SH*T” chant.
JR: WOW!!!! Styles sacrificing his OWN body to take Angle up and over to the outside!
JS: That’s what AJ should be careful of. Him getting caught up in the battle is shining through right there!!! He’s using anything, even his own body to hurt his opponent…
Styles staggers up clutching his ribs but Angle runs him over with a clothesline. Angle slams Styles face first into the ring post and then into the ring steps before rolling him in the ring. Angle rolls in following Styles. The ref follows in after Angle keeping his eyes on the match.
JR: Styles took it to the outside, and that helped Angle!
JS: The whole match has been backwards like that!
Angle bounces off the ropes before coming down with a fist to the face of Lynn! The crowd boos as Angle makes the pin-fall 1…2….NO…. Styles rolls his shoulder up!
JR: Wouldn’t it have been something if Kurt Angle had won with match with a simple fist drop?
Angle again hollers at the ref before picking Styles up for a German suplex…. Styles does a back flip behind Angle and grabs on with a waist lock of his own. Styles takes Angle down with a front face Russian leg sweep before bouncing up, taking a few steps back and hitting a standing moonsault on the back of Angle.
JR: Styles AGAIN showing us his ability to comeback…hitting a front face Russian Leg sweep outta nowhere!
JS: Angle has to stop this comeback right now, Styles is hitting ultra quick moves and I don't think even Angle can handle the onslaught of moves he's taking right now!!!
Angle starts crawling into the ropes as Styles just starts putting the boots to his head. Finally Angle gets in the ropes and the ref makes Styles back off of Angle. Angle holding his head starts coming out of the corner but Styles charges at him and connects with a running Tornado DDT! The crowd going crazy for Styles as he signals for the Styles Clash on Angle.
JR: Styles all over Kurt Angle right here…I think he’s feeling it! He’s looking impressive here going for that Styles Clash!!!
JS: If he hits this it will be lights out for Kurt Angle!
Angle with a back body drop….saving the match.!!! Styles’ back crashes to the mat, Angle holding the top rope, eyes bugged out, chest heaving in and out due to exhaustion….the fans cheering Styles on!
JR: What a last second save by Kurt Angle right there!
JS: Like last MILISECOND save, Styles was lifting him up when he hit that back body drop!!! Look at his eyes, Angle looks like he just saw a ghost!
JR: The look of fear evident on Angle’s face!!!
Styles stumbling back up to his feet holding his ribs, Angle drops down, bailing out of the ring. The fans ringside harassing him as he walks over to the time keepers table! The time keeper leaps out of Angle’s way! Angle moving his head back and forth in search of something!!
JR: Styles was back up and now Angle is out of the ring and I think he's looking for a chair!!!
JS: A chair may be the only thing that can save him at this point. He has tried everything else, so now I guess he is going to pull that no disqualification stipulation that Abyss earned him into play.
Styles following outside after Angle, Angle lunges at something on the timekeepers table, the camera unable to pick up what it was! Styles charging after Angle on the outside, Angle flashes him a smile and rolls back in the ring under the bottom rope, hopping up. Styles follows in the ring.
JR: Angle picked something up what was it?
JS: How should I know? I'm watching the same match you are!!!
CRACK!!! The fans let out a loud "OHHHHH" watching as Styles stops in his tracks after a hard right hand by Kurt Angle, Styles falls to the mat, the camera zooming in first on Styles' busted open, bloodied face. The camera then switches to focus in on Kurt Angle’s hand! Revealing a big, blunt, metal chain firmly grasped in his hand!!!
JR: Kurt Angle just cold cocked AJ Styles in plain view!!!
JS: I really didn't expect that!!!
Angle tosses the chain to the outside. He takes a moment to catch his breath. AJ is busted wide open. After close to a minute of just standing around the ring, Angle lifts Styles up. Angle sets up for an Angle slam. Angle hits the Angle slam with perfection. Angle goes down for the cover. Referee Dylan Jones drops down for the count, 1.…….2.……. The bell rings.
JR: HE GOT HIM! WE HAVE A NEW WCWA HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
JS: NO ROSS! THE REFEREE NEVER MADE THE THIRD COUNT!
The time keeper makes his way over to where Michael Buffer sits.
MB: The result of this match is a sixty minute, time limit draw!
The crowd goes insane with boos!
JR: This is not the way for the Wrestlemania main event to end!
JS: Damn straight! These fans paid good money to see a clean ending, and they don’t get that, because of the god dammed time limit!
“Real American” begins to play over the loud speakers, and Dave Lenker makes his way through the curtain.
DL: NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! The main event of Wrestlemania will not end that way! I order this match to restart! No time limit! This match will go until we have a winner!
The crowd pops like crazy as the bell rings again, restarting the match. AJ Styles still lays on the mat, busted wide open. A large blood stain has gathered under Styles’ skull. Angles rolls him over, and goes for the pin attempt. 1.…2... Kick-out! Angle for another cover, and again, Styles gets his arm up in the nick of time. Angle rolls out of the ring, and he grabs a steel chair. Angle rolls back into the ring with the steel seating device. He stands over Styles for a moment, daring the champion to get back to his feet. Styles begins to get up, and the lights go out.
JS: What the hell?
Throughout the arena, we hear a familiar whistle. A light focuses in on the entrance way, revealing Bill Alfonzo standing in the entrance way, blowing his whistle like crazy. Angle heads to the side of the ropes. The lights come back, and from behind Angle comes..
JS: SABU!! SABU!! SABU!!!
Sabu comes from behind Angle and kicks the steel chair right into the Olympic Gold Medalist’s face. Sabu points to something in the raptors. Sabu grabs the chair, and comes running towards Styles. Sabu drops a running chair leg drop onto Styles. Sabu points towards the raptors once more, and the lights go out again. When the lights come back, Sabu and Bill Alfonzo are no where to be found.
JR: What the hell just happened?
Kurt Angle’s arm is now across the chest of AJ Styles. Referee Dylan Jones goes down for the count, 1.…2.…3!!!!!!! The bell rings, and Michael Buffer makes the official announcement.
MB: Your winner of this match, and NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! World Championship Wrestling Alliance Undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the World, KURT ANGLE!!!!!!
“Medal” begins to play, and Kurt just collapses center ring. Referee Dylan Jones gets the WCWA Heavyweight title and lays it across the chest of Angle.
Winner in 66:38 and NEW WCWA Heavyweight champion, Kurt Angle!
The shot fades out with Kurt Angle laying center ring with the belt draped across his chest.
® 2005 WCWA
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Post by Master of Destruction on Nov 2, 2005 15:55:29 GMT -5
Since I was "passing" so to speak, I decided to check this out. Since I haven't kept up with any feds here, best of shows are about as far as I could go. Never like to see a wrestler get beaten by a ref but maybe it worked for the storyline. Not really seen any of the guys in the three way but it was a decent match none the less. Angle/Styles was probably my favourites. You manage to do something I was never good at: capture time in matches well. Anyway, probably my last reply here...but I enjoyed this show.
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