Or you can vote for me and get mystery nonsense.

tiebreak, anyone?

Power and Glory Wrestling (PGW)
The Future is Now
Live from the Balls Mahoney Memorial Sportatorium in Suplex City

Play by Play Announcer: Jim Ross
Color Commentator: John Bradshaw Layfield
Outside Ring Enforcer: Big Bossman

Power Title match qualifier
Undertaker vs. Bray Wyatt
(Wyatt stalls too long on holding the Sister Abagail and UT powers out and into the Last Ride for the win.)

Glory Title match qualifier
Chris Jericho vs. Brian Pillman
(Jericho undoes a turnbuckle while the ref is distracted. He slams Pillman's head into it and gets a roll-up for the win.)

Power Tag Team Titles match qualifier
Arrogant Assholes United (Bully Ray and Mr. Anderson) vs. Yokozuna and Davey Richards
(AAU isolate Richards for most of the match, but heel miscommunication allows him to make the comeback and tag Yoko, who pins Anderson after a banzai drop.)

Glory Title match qualifier
Sami Zayn vs. Rey Mysterio
(Zayn plays opossum and makes Mysterio whiff on the 619. Zayn wins with the reverse STO into the koji clutch.)

Power Title match qualifier
Brock Lesnar vs Bobby Lashley
(Lashley kicks out of one F5, but not two.)

Glory Tag Team Titles match qualifier
Royal Enforcers (Arn Anderson and William Regal) vs. Hart Foundation Forever (Tyson Kidd and Jack Evans)
(The veterans run a clinic on the younger guys and AA pins Kidd after a spinebuster.)

Latin America Title Match via satellite from a cocaine plantation in Bogota, Columbia
Alberto Del Rio (c) vs. Homicide
(Alberto blinds Homicide with cocaine powder, perfectly legal under his rules, and gets the win.)

Power Tag Team Titles match qualifier
Triple Threat (Matt Morgan and Ryback) with Shane Douglas vs. All that Glitters (Golddust and King Harley Race)
(Douglas directs the two monsters well and the crafty veterans can't overcome the muscle heads. Goldie eats a running lariat from Ryback for the loss.)

Glory Tag Team Titles match qualifier
Mexicools (Juventud Guerrera and Pentagon Jr.) vs. Carlito and El Generico
(El Generico pins Juvi, but Big Bossman waves it off, because Generico wasn't holding the tag rope when he made the tag. A distracted Generico loses to a schoolboy from Juvi. Carlito spits apple at Generico and walks off.)

Pre-Show
Mark Henry vs. Waylon Mercy (Mercy wins)
Rick Steiner vs Shane Douglas (Douglas wins)

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*Fade in, once again, to the backstage area at Your Local Arena (*cheap pop*), where we find Dean Ambrose TALKING~! on his cellphone...

DA: Yes, I agree. It's getting out of hand...No, I don't think we need to worry about it. Miz is with a different company now and you and Maryse didn't even get drafted...Well, maybe next time...Yeah, I think there will be a next time. This seems to be going pretty well...Oh yeah, luck of the draw is a major compo--

*Ambrose is interrupted by Eddie Guerrero BUMPING INTO~! him...

EG: Hey, sorry holmes. I didn't see you standing there.

DA: (into the phone) Gotta go. Talk later. (To Eddie) Eddie Guerrero. Man, it's great to be in the same company as you.

EG: Yeah, esse, your girlfriend said she liked being in my company too.

DA: Well that's an outright lie.

EG: Guilty as charged, Dean. So look, the mystery general manager (*eye roll*) told me to find an opponent to fight for the vacant PWW World Heavyweight Championship at the pay-per-view.

DA: And you want me? That's gonna be awesome, Eddie! We'll tear the house down!

EG: Actually, here's what I'm thinking: do you remember the Finger Poke of Doom?

DA: Of course. A classic.

EG: So here's what we'll do: I poke you, you lie down, I get the title.

DA: And what's in it for me?

EG: A main event payday.

DA: But that's cheating. Not interested. In fact, I'm gonna go to the mystery general manager (*eye roll*) and insist that we get a no-DQ title match at the pay-per-view.

EG: Your funeral, esse. Hey, here he comes now.

*Ambrose turns around to look but there's no one there. Guerrero brushes past him and leaves. Ambrose heads to the mystery general manager (*eye roll*)'s office...

DA: Shane O'Mac.

SM: Dean.

DA: Not sure if you saw, but Eddie picked me to fight for the title at the pay-per-view. I want a no-DQ match so he can't cheat his way to a win.

SM: Um...I don't know why you're telling me this. I'm merely an announcer here at Prestige Worldwide Wrestling (*wink*).

DA: Did you just wink at me?

SM: I don't know what you're talking about, Dean (*wink wink*). Just because my father pretended to be no more than an announcer for years doesn't mean I'm doing that exact same thing (*wink*).

DA: Whatever, man. Just make the damn match. Also, get that eye looked at.

*Ambrose leaves McMahon's office and reaches for his phone to resume his call from earlier, but it's gone...

DA: Dammit, Eddie.

*FADE*