OOWF Operation: Onslaught, Red White & Bruised PPV
Jul 27, 2008 19:29:44 GMT -5
Post by Jack Quinn on Jul 27, 2008 19:29:44 GMT -5
OOWF Operation Onslaught: Red, White and Bruised PPV/250th Show
Live! From Camp Anaconda, Iraq
<The screen flickers to life and we see Tony Schiavone!>
Schiavone: We’re LIVE from Camp Anaconda, Iraq right before our Pay-Per-View this evening! I’m Tony Schiavone, and since the announce table is full, I’ve been shoved outside to cover this Bake Sale, proceeds to benefit the OOWF Antoine Cutter Memorial Jobbers Fund. This should prove to be, the BEST BAKE SALE IN THE HISTORY OF RECORDED TIME! Because we’ve been away from the Unites States for so long on this interminable World Tour, many of our Superstars’ friends and family have made the trip for this one, setting up this Bake Sale angle, er, I mean, GREATEST BAKE SALE EVER! Let’s try to get a few words from some people here…Hey! There’s WCW LEGEND Diamond Dallas Page! PAGE! PAGE! Great to see you, buddy!
DDP: Tony.
Schiavone: What brings you by here? The greatest bake sale ever?
DDP: Yeah Tony. It’s the fucking bake sale. Nothing to do with the Pay-Per-View or anything, or Bennett or Alexis, or Ax-Man or Blackdragon or Boston or Davin or ANYTHING from that relatively important angle. No. The Bake Sale.
Schiavone: Great to hear you’re doing your part for the jobbers of the OOWF.
DDP: Get the fuck out of my face before I Diamond Cut you, Tony.
Schiavone: That’s great Page! Hey, is that Davin’s Mother there with you?
DDP: Yeah, leave her alone.
Schiavone: DAVIN’S MOM! DAVIN’S MOM!
DMM: Yes? Oh, TV! Oh. Tony.
Schiavone: Mrs. Moreland, thank you for joining us from the BEST BAKE SALE EVER!
DMM: Uh-huh. Doing my part for the jobbers. Are we done? (she takes something off a plate in front of her and bites into it)
Schiavone: Not yet! I…
DMM: Oh…these are disgusting.
*LD’s Mother comes into frame*
LDM: WHATCHU SAY BOUT MY SALMON CAKES?
DMM: I said they’re disgusting. They taste like used tampon.
LDM: *gets in her face* HOW YOU KNOW what that tastes like?
DMM: *steps up to her* I can smell it on your breath, fat woman.
LDM: WHATCHU SAY?!??!
DMM: YOU HEARD ME BITCH!
LDM: OH NO YOU DI’INT!
*LD’s Momma slaps Davin’s Mom in the face, and Davin’s Mom returns fire and knocks the taste out of LD’s Momma’s mouth. This degenerates quickly, and they start throwing haymakers at each other. Diamond Dallas Page tries to break them up, but everyone, including Tony Schiavone, starts chanting “Fight, Fight!” Out of nowhere, LD Williams comes FLYING into frame, and gets in between the two, pushing Davin’s Mom out of the way.*
LD: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY MOMMA!
*All of a sudden, Davin Moreland comes out of nowhere into frame, and shoves LD Williams…HARD*
DM: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY MOMMA!
*Stare down*
DDP: DO IT!
*Davin hauls off with a right hand, which connects, and LD and Davin start trading haymakers, as do LD’s Momma and Davin’s Mom. Davin eventually hits a Belly-to-Belly Suplex through the Bake Sale table, sending baked goods everywhere. LD pretty much no-sells it, X-Division style, and is back up pummeling Davin. He gets the best of it, and then KICK-WHAM-DDT! Davin is DOWN. DDP hits a DIAMOND CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE on LD! LD’s Momma tries a DDT on Davin’s Mom, but she reverses it into a NOT TOO SHABBY DIAMOND CUTTER! She, however falls down too, since she’s kinda old and hurt pretty badly. FINALLY, Indie Worker Security comes in to break the whole melee up*
Schiavone: *jaw dropped* Back to you, Russ.
<but first a rousing rendition of The Star Spangled Banner by Cory Hart>
Cory Hart comes out and gets the mic and starts to sing, but suddenly ZAKK WYLDE RUNS OUT AND KILLS HIM WITH A CHAIR!!! Zakk stands over Cory Hart’s prone body for a moment then pulls up a chair, grabs his axe and plays the Star Spangled Banner for the troops
We open with shot of a door that says “OOWF OFFICIALS ONLY” SFJ is Pretty is standing in front of the door with a mic:
SFIiP: I am standing here in the OOWF Suites where I am told a high level meeting is about to take place. <Several well dressed men pass by and file into the room, SFJiP tries to get a comment from them, but they just pass through and head inside the room> I have no idea what this meeting is about but……wait here comes GM the Rick….RICK can I have a word with you for a moment?
GMtR: What?
SFJiP: What is this meeting about? What is going on? Does this concern the future of the OOWF?
GMtR: No comment
<GM the Rick pushes past SFJiP and heads into the room>
SFJiP: All I can say is that this appears to be a meeting of some VERY high level members of the OOWF, but no one is saying……LJ BENNETT!!! Can I have a word with you?
LJB: Yes darling?
SFJiP: This meeting? The fans want to know what is going on? Can you elaborate on the situation?
LJB: I am afraid I cannot. Now, if you’ll excuse me
<with that Bennett pushes past SFJiP and heads into the room>
SFJiP: There you have it, all we know is that there is some sort of high level meeting going on, but no one has said a word regarding what it is about. We will stay right here and give you updates should anything happen.
<we skip the intro and go right to the announce team, who appear to be stunned by the events unfolding at the OOWF suites>
Russ: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to OOWF Operation Onslaught: Red, White and Bruised! I am Russ and I am joined, as always, by Razz and Nash. Gentlemen I have to say I am stunned by this meeting, what could they possibly be discussing?
Razz: I dunno Russ, but when you have that many suits together in one place, it can’t be a good thing. I can’t imagine what hey could possibly be talking about.
Nash: You guys really don’t see it?
Razz: See what?
Nash: We are at war. Two sides are battling it out tooth and nail. The only reason all these people could possibly be here is because………someone is surrendering
RAZZ: WHOAH!
Russ: Nash, that can’t possibly…….you really think one side will call it quits? This is huge!
Nash: I can’t see any other reason why they would be here. You heard it here first folks.
<there is a moment of stunned silence, then Russ finally speaks up>
Russ: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are all taken aback by this potential blockbuster announcement, but the show must go on, and we have a fantastic lineup for you the fans at home, and the troops right here in Iraq! <cheap pop> We start with a man making his return to the OOWF, well actually he made his return at MidWeek Mayhem, so he is making his second appearance in a few days
Razz: Apocalyptic Existence is back after along hiatus, he faces Afghani standout Zabi Khan at Mayhem and Khan, to his credit, has asked for and received a rematch
Nash: This Khan kid, I remember seeing him wrestle Andre the Giant back in Madison Square Garden, probably about 1980. Knocked Andre off his feet and broke his leg. I was on the under card that night, I faced Tony Garea, it was one of the…….
Russ: Wait, Zabi Khan is 20 years old
Nash: So?
Russ: He wasn’t born until 1988. And that was Killer Khan. And he weighed about 100lbs more than Zabi. And you weren’t even there.
Razz: OWNED!
Nash: Shut up Razz, don’t we have a match to go to?
<first we make a stop backstage>
SFJ#47: “This is SFJ#47, backstage at Operation Onslaught: Red, White & Bruised, and I am approaching the locker room of World Heavyweight Champion L.D. Williams, to get his comments on the possibility that the war may end tonight.”
**SFJ#47 knocks on the locker room door and, when no one answers, puts her ear to the door. She hears voices, and enters. Inside, L.D. Williams, Moosehead Jack, Eric O'Mac, IHOP, Attitude Adjuster, F.F. MacCappington, Ryan Hardcore, Donovan Viper and L.D. William's mother are talking. SFJ#47 approaches L.D.**
SFJ#47: “L.D., what is your reaction to the possibility that the war may end tonight?”
LD: “This is my reaction. If we’re ever going to get a picture of Bennett's army as champions for the cover of the OOWF magazine, it'll have to be now.”
SFJ#47: “But how did you find a photographer?”
LD: “Ma's going to do it. She's taken pictures of all of the big moments in my life.”
LD's Mother: “It's true – his first knuckle knife, his first contract, his first arraignment...”
LD: “Alright, let’s get this done.”
LD'sM: “Okay everyone, gather on the far wall – and make sure your belts are visible.”
**All of the title holders do as their told and arrange themselves with some difficulty.**
....
LD'sM: “Son, can I see you for a moment?”
**L.D. walks over, and SFJ#47 follows.**
LD'sM: “Son, what about Donovan?”
LD: “What about him?”
LD'sM: “He's over in the corner by himself.”
LD: “He doesn't have a title.”
LDS'M: “But the poor dear looks so forlorn...”
LD: “<sigh> Hang on...”
*******
**Carl from Fresno, eating one of Roma's Pretty Wonderful Wraps, is walking down the Hallway of Random Violence, when he hears someone call his name. He turns around, and L.D. Williams drills him with a ladder. Carl goes down, the wrap goes flying, and the ladder lands on top. A referee slides in to make the count.
WINNER AND NEW OOWF DDT IRON MAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION – LADDER!
Williams picks up the ladder and the belt and walks away.**
*******
**L.D. Williams walks into his locker room.**
LD: “Hey Donnie, catch.”
**Williams throws the ladder and it hits Viper in the knees. Viper goes down, and lands on top of the ladder. A referee materializes to make the count.**
WINNER AND NEW OOWF DDT IRON MAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION – DONOVAN VIPER!
LD: “Alright, now you're in the picture.”
LD'SM: “Perfect. Okay everyone, take your places.”
LD'SM: “You can stop trying to hide, AA, I'm not going to hurt you again.”
LD'SM: “SYB, sweetie, every time you make a rude gesture at the camera, I break a bone, mmkay?”
LD'SM: “Good, now everyone say 'napalm!'”
*******
**With the picture taken, L.D. throws everyone out of the locker room. Viper is the last to leave. He slowly opens the door and looks around carefully before stepping into the hallway. He takes about three steps before Carl from Fresno slams him in the face with a chair. Viper crumples to the floor, and Carl covers him. A referee slides in and counts the pin.
WINNER AND NEW OOWF DDT IRON MAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION – CARL FROM FRESNO!
Carl gets up and sees L.D. standing in the doorway of his locker room.**
CFF: “That wrap was expensive. Jerl.”
APOCALYPTIC EXISTENCE vs. ZABI KHAN
Zabi Khan asked for, and received a rematch from Mayhem against the returning Apocalyptic Existence. Khan sprints to the ring and slides under the ropes, then climbs to the top rope and salutes the troops. He gets a bit of a mixed reaction, being from Afghanistan and all. Apocalyptic Existence comes to the ring led by Former Referee and Current Manager Chad Patton. He steps between the ropes and starts toward Khan, but Khan learned his lesson from last time and he spins around and catches AE before he can finish the attack. AE just grins and backs into his corner where he gets some last minute instructions from Patton. Khan waits in his corner and the referee finally calls for the bell. AE walks to the center of the ring, still no real expression on his face. Khan meets him in the middle of the ring and the two lock up. AE pushes Khan back to one corner and the referee calls for a clean break. Khan is willing, but AE tries to get a cheap shot in. Khan moves out of the way and catches AE with a drop kick to the back that does little more than annoy him. AE moves to the middle of the ring and they lock up again, this time AE grabs an arm wringer, but Khan quickly works his way to the ropes and uses them to flip out of it and reverse it into an arm drag. AE pops back to his feet and Khan catches him with a head scissors that snaps him across the ring and out to the floor. AE gets to his feet and is not happy, Chad Patton comes over to console him, Khan gets a running start and leaps over the top rope at AE, but AE steps out of the way and Khan crashes and burns. AE throws him under the ropes back into the ring and waits on the apron for Khan to get to his feet. Khan stands up and AE springs to the top rope and catches Khan with a clothesline/head lock that drives him to the mat. AE covers, but only gets a two count. AE gets to his feet and pulls Khan up and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a titl-a-whirl back breaker, then runs to the corner and lands the BME! AE hooks the leg, but only gets a two count. AE gets to his feet and toys with Khan a little, kicking the back of his head and taunting him. He pulls Khan to his feet and grabs his head and slaps him. Khan grabs AE and hits a jawbreaker! Khan gets to his feet all fired up. He waits for AE to get up then hits a Shining Wizard, then a standing moonsault for a two count. Khan kip up then pulls AE to his feet and sends him to the ropes and connects with a knee to the midsection then a rolling mahistrol cradle! One, two, thre….NO! AE kicks out! AE struggles to his feet and Khan peppers him with a couple of shots to the head, then climbs to the top rope, but AE falls against the ropes and crotches him on the top rope. AE regains his composure and climbs the corner and puts Khan on his shoulders and hits a top rope fall away slam! AE immediately pounces on Khan and locks him in the Damnation! Khan struggles but he is forced to tap.
WINNER in 7:11 – Apocalyptic Existence
Russ: Nice win for Apocalyptic Existence, he seems to have gotten himself together during his time off.
Razz: That’s just it Russ, a lot of people don’t understand that in this business it’s not all about being an awesome physical specimen, there is a big mental part to wrestling. You can be in the greatest physical condition in the world, but if your head is not in the game, then you stand a good chance of getting hurt, or hurting someone else.
Nash: Y’see that is why my game was so good. Now, I have always been in pretty good shape through my career, certainly nothing to sneeze at. I DID finish second in the Mr. Manitoba contest, but the biggest part of my career was the mental aspect. If you can get into your opponents mind, you have the match halfway won, and to get into your opponent’s head, your head has to be in the game.
Razz: See I never cared about the mind games, for me it was all about brute force. There was nothing like getting into that ring and throwing someone around
Nash: And that is why you never did anything outside of a bingo hall
Razz: well I suppose I could have done something if I kept my lips fixed on the Orange Goblins ass
Nash: what? I have no idea what you are talking about
Russ: I hate to break up this enlightening debate, but up next we have a three team three way dance, think you guys would like to comment on that?
Razz: Oh yeah, the match! Well, The Sons certainly will not be happy about losing out on the steel cage match. I think they are going to make a statement here tonight.
Nash: I am picking the Cape Town Cannibals to win this match.
Russ: Really?
Nash: No, not really. Watch out for Dead and Blitz, they mesh well, but I think the Sons anger will carry them to victory.
Russ: I have to think the Sons are the favorites in this match, but sometimes your anger can work against you. There is only one way to find out for sure, let’s head to the ring.
<but first, we catch Spin and DH in the back>
In the Gorilla Position:
SFJ16: Spin Hansen and D.H. Magnusson, what are your reactions to the stunning news that LJ Bennett has LEFT the OOWF, in effect ending the company's bloody civil war?
SH: (to DHM) "in effect".
DHM: (to SH) "bloody civil war".
SH: She's good.
DHM: Yeah.
SFJ16: Ummm...Guys?
DHM: You want our reaction? It's like this, Shannon: It don't matter none.
SH: It wasn't never the Midnight Sons war. Only we reasons we got involved was that crap they pulled on Firechild -
DHM: An' Rick.
SH: SCREW RICK!
DHM: An' because it was the right thing to do. Don't matter who was on who's side, don't matter who was promised what...All that mattered was that the important people - those people out there in th' cheap seats - they was the ones gettin' the worst outta all this.
SH: We lost Firechild, and Chris was...IS... a hell of guy. Somebody still gotta pay for that, and I'll make damned sure they do. And we lost Johnny Adrenaline - and even a piece a' crap like him don't deserve that. So anytime Rick wants to talk about about winning the little pissing contest, I'm gonna cram pictures of those two down his stinkin' throat. And if the piece of trash Bennett thinks about sticking his face in our business again...He'll get to see what a big nasty bastard I can really be.
DHM: It don't matter who left...It don't matter who thinks they won, Shannon. I'm still here. This mean son of a bitch is still here. Stank an' Jack...They're still here.
DHM: But most of all, OUR army is still here. An' we ain't goin' anywhere!
SH: You got your soundbyte, now get out. Me and Mags, we're going to go celebrate with our army.
SFJ16 barely manages to step out the way as the Sons run past her, climbing over the barricades and into the fans and to the ring
THE MIDNIGHT SONS vs. CAPE TOWN CANNIBALS vs. THE DEAD & BLITZ
Cape Town Cannibals are out first and they wait for their opponents. The Dead and Blitz are announced next and they make their way to the ring and climb between the ropes and just stare at the Cape Town Cannibals. Immigrant Song blares over the sound system and DH Magnusson and Spin Hansen make their way to the ring through the crowd. Blitz and Dead shove WWE and TNA toward Magnusson and Hansen, then they bail out of the ring. Probably a smart move. WWE staggers toward Spin, Spin goozles him and choke slams him to the mat. TNA comes at Magnusson, Magnusson side steps him and sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a boot to the face that sends TNA back to the topes, on the second rebound Magnusson catches him with a straight punch to the jaw that sends TNA to the mat, then to the floor. Spin and Magnusson pull WWE off the mat and sends him to the ropes and they hit a double back drop that sends WWE to the lights, then crashing to the mat. Spin picks him up and hauls him onto his shoulders and drills him with a Death Valley Driver and makes the cover, but Dead makes it back into the ring and catches Spin with a kick to the face. Spin gets to his feet and throws WWE over the top rope to the floor and he and Dead lock up, taking turns hammering each other with shots to the head. Being the bigger man, Spin gets the better of the exchange and grabs Dead for a whip to the ropes. Spin tries a clothesline, but Dead ducks the move and hits the ropes on the opposite side, making a blind tag to Blitz. Spin catches Dead and is going to go for a choke slam, but Blitz springs off the top rope and snaps Spin over with a hurracarana. Blitz gets to his feet and Spin gets to his, Blitz tries a spinning heel kick, but Spin catches him and dumps him to the mat. As Blitz gets up, Spin tries a hooking crescent kick, but Blitz uses his speed to sweep Spins leg and sends him to the mat. Blitz hits a standing moonsault for a one count, then pulls Spin up and tries a scoop slam, but he can’t get the large Spin up. Spin nails a double ax-handle to the small of Blitz’s back, then makes the tag to Magnusson. Magnusson comes in and drops an elbow into the small of Blitz’s back, then grabs a chin lock and pulls back on Blitz’s head keeping a knee planted firmly in the small of his back. Blitz fights to his feet, but Magnusson grabs him and hits a side slam, covers, but only gets a one count when Dead comes in and kicks him in the face. Magnusson gets to his feet and pulls Blitz up and hauls him into a vertical suplex and leaves him there to think about it for a moment, then turns it into a jack hammer driving Blitz to the mat. Magnusson covers and from the outside TNA reaches in and rakes Magnusson’s eyes breaking up the pin. Spin jumps off the apron and grabs TNA and runs him face first into the ring post, then hammers him with rights and lefts to the face. WWE tries to save his partner by pulling Spin off of him, Spin turns and hits a clothesline from hell that nearly breaks WWE’s neck. Inside the ring, Magnusson whips Blitz to the ropes and tries a back drop, but Blitz shifts in mid air and lands on his feet behind Magnusson and catches him with kicks to the legs and side of the head staggering Magnusson. Blitz races over and makes the tag to Dead, then grabs Magnusson and sends him to the ropes, Blitz drops to the mat and as Magnusson steps over him, Dead catches him right in the mouth with Close the Casket! Magnusson’s eyes roll back in his head but he doesn’t immediately go down, so Dead and Blitz hit Total Elimination and Magnusson falls to the mat. Dead covers, but Spin makes it back into the ring just in time to break the three count. Dead pulls Magnusson to his feet and whips him into the corner and follows him in with a clothesline, then grabs Magnusson and tries a bulldog but Magnusson throws him off to the center of the ring. Before Magnusson can charge out of the corner and do anything, Blitz runs over and wraps the tag rope around his throat and chokes Magnusson. Meanwhile medics are looking at TNA who has been split wide open. WWE is back on his feet and he sees his partner and he bellows like a wounded animal and hops onto the apron and tags Magnusson and storms into the ring and goes after Dead. Dead just watches, kind of amused. He ducks a clothesline attempt and shoves WWE to the ropes, and POPS him in the face with a Close the Casket. Blitz is still choking Magnusson with the tag rope, the referee finally gets wind of it and calls for the break threatening disqualification. Spin runs around the outside of the ring and pulls Blitz off the apron and grabs him for a DVD, but Blitz wiggles free and lands behind Spin and shoves him shoulder first into the steps. Inside the ring, Magnusson gets his breath back and breaks up Dead’s pin attempt on WWE. The referee forces Magnusson back to his corner since he is not the legal man, and Dead crawls across the ring and makes the tag to Blitz. Blitz races around the ring and hits a spring board SSP on a dazed WWE, the referee returns from chasing Magnusson out of the ring and sees the cover and makes the one, two, three just before Magnusson can make it back into the ring to break it up.
WINNERS in 12:12 – Dead & Blitz
Russ: What just happened there?
Razz: Dead and Blitz scored the upset
Russ: And we thought the Sons were in a rage before?
Nash: This is the time in the show where, if I were in the back, I would find somewhere dark and quiet to go until it was time for my match
Razz: You sayin’ you would run from a fight?
Nash: From the two of them? Yes
Russ: I think in this case Nash is right, they are not going to be much in the frame of mind for diplomacy, I have a feeling they will lash out at whoever they come across first.
Razz: Can’t they be suspended for that?
Russ: Well I suppose it depends on who it is. So, gentlemen, Dead and Blitz, do they have a potential future as a team?
Razz: They worked together well in the ring. They gave up a lot of strength and size to the Sons, but they let their speed be their advantage. I think they could certainly have a future as a team
Nash: If you look at the tag landscape of the OOWF right now, there are a lot of smaller teams. Dead and Blitz certainly match up favorably against IHOP and Phantos and Lucios. I think in a one on one match they may have a little bit of trouble against the Sons, but I think, like tonight, they could overcome that.
Russ: I think the biggest problem they would face as a team is that both men covet the Onslaught Championship. Would the two be willing to put singles glory aside to pursue tag team gold?
Nash: I know I wouldn’t
Razz: Well yeah, we know YOU wouldn’t
Russ: Up next, Revolution XXX, THE Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid face the controversial ZK DeBeers and what should be Mark Vander
Razz: But, we all saw what Eric O’Mac did to Mark Vander last week, and as a result of that, he is on the shelf for the time being. No replacement has been announced, Nash you have any idea who his partner could be?
Nash: I have no idea
Russ: Nash?
Nash: What? I really have no idea
Razz: You sure its not you?
Nash: Why the hell would I team with DeBeers in the third card of the match?
Razz: Well, you ARE wearing your wrestling gear
Nash: I always wear this, don’t you Razz?
Razz: I would look like a fool if I walked around all day in a singlet.
Nash: You would look like a fool no matter what
Razz: Go to hell Oz
Russ: Let’s go to the ring and see if we can solve the mystery of ZK DeBeers partner
<before we go to the ring, we head to the back>
(We open in a small corner of the mess hall on the base where the referees are seated at a couple of different tables. SFJ #52 is sitting between the tables)
SFJ#52: I'm here with the OOWF referee corps to get their reactions to the news of the high-level meeting at Sunday's PPV. Mel, you're the current Senior referee, will you be allowed to attend this historic meeting?
Creech: Why wouldn't I? I should be sitting next to our definitive head honcho, LJ Bennett, and when Rick's done licking his boots I'll call the rest of this group in to make sure he's properly escorted from the base.
Glaw: *coughcoughbullshitcough*
SFJ#52: Mr. Hightower, you've stood with Mr. Creech through this war, do you feel that Bennett has won this war?
Hightower: It's hard to tell - we're so busy breaking up fights inside and outside of the arena, never mind the ring. I've given up on keeping score.
Creech: Don't worry, Davis, we've got this one
Glaw: *coughcoughbullshitcough*
SFJ#52: Sterling, you're a staunch supporter of GM The Rick despite your recent disciplines stemming from your days with the Heroes' Guild. Why do you still back Rick?
Glaw: Mr. Scaia was correct in his assessment that perhaps I adhered too closely to the rules, to the point of overstepping my bounds as an official. I have in time corrected this error and have been a fair and partial official.
Creech: *coughcoughbullshitcough*
Glaw: (glaring at Mel) I don't seek personal gains in this war, but continue to hope that we will see a swift end this Sunday no matter who remains in charge.
Creech: (smirking at Glaw)
SFJ#52: Angelo, you and "Junior" hale have never spoken up much when it came to this war. What are your thoughts?
Angelo: I think I'd rather see it all shake out - and you can have a seat next to me (griinning at the SFJ)
Hale: I just want this to be over and Bennett to go away.
Creech: poisoning another mind, Glaw?
Glaw: Saving him FROM poison - and the brainwashing you gave Hightower
Hightower: I do my job the way it's supposed to
Glaw: Under CREECH? and how much extra has he paid you?
Creech: hiding some guilt, Glaw?
Glaw: I am innocent of any crime you dare accuse me - but if you want evidence, here's one I'll gladly plead guilty
(Glaw leaps from his seat and punches Creech the fuck out!)
Glaw: It'll be worth the fine
Creech: (stands, nose bleeding) you overbearing, white-toasted sunnovabitch!
(SFJ #52 leaps clear as the two top refs start brawling. The other three try to break it up to no avail)
REVOLUTION XXX vs. ZK DEBEERS & MARK VANDER
Revolution XXX, THE Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid come to the ring first and wait, they get a mixed reaction of cheers and boos from the assembled military crowd. ZK DeBeers is announced next, and he gets a HUGE chorus of boos. He comes out alone, Mark Vander is nowhere in sight. DeBeers has a defiant look on his face as he comes to the ring, ignoring the taunts from the crowd. DeBeers climbs between the ropes and immediately asks for a mic:
Each and every one of you know damn well that Mark Vander was seriously injured at the hands of Eric O’Mac last week. But someone thinks I am to be the butt end of a good joke. They refused to change the match to a singles match, instead insisting that the card go on as planned because we have to make the troops happy. Well I did my time in the South African Army rising to the rank of Colonel, so my time is done! I am not here to entertain you people <more boos> That said, since management insists on me being part of this farce, I challenge anyone in the back to come out and be my partner. Lets go, this is your shot at glory. Come on, get out here. <After several seconds no one comes out, which is not surprising> Uh huh, I see how it is. The cowards in the back are only rivaled by the cowards in the crowd. <Tremendous boos> Fine, I will just fight this match on my own, referee ring the……
<An unknown voice pipes up>
YOU WILL STAND DOWN SOLDIER!
ZKD: Who the hell are you?
UV: My name is Major General Jeffery J. Schlosser <HUGE pop> and I will be damned if you run down the fine men of the 101st Airborne! <even bigger pop> You want a partner? You could look out in this audience and pick any man or woman in the crowd and they would be the toughest partner you have ever had in your life! <more huge pops> But soldier, I got something special for you. He is a three time Armed Forces wrestling champion, he stands 6’6” and weighs 325 pounds. From Atlanta, Georgia……Gabriel Richard!
DeBeers gets a smug look on his face and turns to The Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid and taunts them. Kincaid and The Amnesiac have a look of concern on their faces until they see Richard coming toward the ring, then they start laughing. DeBeers is furious, and turns around and sees Richard climbing onto the apron. To put it nicely, Richard is black as the darkest night. And he is huge. And he is pissed off. DeBeers begs off for a moment as Richard plants himself on the apron and tells DeBeers to turn around and fight. He turns around and gets POPPED right in the mouth by X marks the spot! Tyson Kincaid pulls DeBeers to his feet and sends him into the corner and follows him in with a back elbow, then The Amnesiac follows with a high knee to the face. DeBeers staggers out doubled over and grabbing his jaw in pain, The Amnesiac hits the ropes and hits a flipping neck breaker that plants DeBeers on the mat. The Amnesiac pulls him to his feet and tags in Tyson Kincaid, The Amnesiac hits an inverted atomic drop, and Tyson charges off the ropes and nearly decapitates DeBeers with a heart attack clothesline. Tyson covers, but DeBeers manages to roll his shoulder at two. Tyson gets to his feet and tags The Amnesiac back into the ring, but DeBeers manages to roll out of the ring to the floor, where once again he is booed mercilessly. Richard leaves the ring and helps his partner to his feet, DeBeers is thankful for the help until he realizes it is Richard then he shoves him away and calls him “boy.” That doesn’t sit real well with Richard, and he grabs DeBeers and throws him into the ring. DeBeers gets to his feet and stares at Richard and screams at him, but The Amnesiac catches him and hits a BURNING HAMMER! The Amnesiac covers, but DeBeers manages to roll his shoulder at two. The Amnesiac tags Kincaid back into the ring and he waits for DeBeers to get to his feet and kicks him in the gut and hits a double underhook back breaker, then springs off the bottom rope and drops a knee across DeBeers chest. Kincaid pulls him to his feet and hits a t-bone suplex, then tags The Amnesiac back into the match. The Amnesiac climbs to the top rope and hits a diving head but and covers, but DeBeers manages to get his foot on the ropes and avoids the three count. DeBeers scoots into the corner and tries to beg off but The Amnesiac grabs him and starts to pull him out of the corner. DeBeers uses the only move he can at the moment, nailing The Amnesiac in the jewels. The Amnesiac doubles over in pain and DeBeers crawls across the ring and slowly gets to his feet. He finally stands and walks to his corner and comes face to face with Richard. Richard stares daggers into DeBeers, DeBeers reaches out and slaps Richard across the face! Richard’s head almost explodes with rage and he steps between the ropes and grabs DeBeers by the throat with both hands, lifts him high into the air and DRIVES him to the mat with a sit out power bomb. DeBeers is stunned. Richard gets to his feet, and the crowd goes ape shit. He looks at The Amnesiac and points to DeBeers and yells, COVER HIM! The Amnesiac shrugs and falls on top of DeBeers and gets the three count.
WINNERS in 14:11 – Revolution XXX
Russ: HE GOT WHAT HE DESERVED!!!!
Nash: That was the biggest display of chicanery that I have ever seen!
Razz: Are you saying he didn’t deserve it?
Nash: No, that’s not what I’m saying, I am just saying that was the biggest display that I have seen in a long time. Well done
Russ: ZK DeBeers has not exactly endeared himself to the fans, or wrestlers in the OOWF, that said, the man CAN wrestle
Razz: Oh, make no mistake about it DeBeers is an accomplished wrestler, the man could be a champion in this fed one day, but his personal outlook on things leaves a lot to be desired.
Nash: See, that part of it doesn’t matter to me at all. If the man can go in the ring, and DeBeers can, then he is a worthy wrestler. You are not going to agree with everything everyone believes in, and I am not saying I agree with his views, but hey…..I mean did you know The Giant thought that midgets should require licenses?
Russ: What?
Nash: It’s true
Russ: That is the most outlandish thing I have ever heard. You would agree with that right Razz?
Razz:………..
Russ: Razz?
Razz:……….
Russ: Did his mic get cut off?
Razz: THE FUCKER WANTED ME TO GET A LICENSE!! I AM NOT A DAMN MIDGET!!
Russ: Oh, uh, touched a nerve there.
Razz: I AM THE AVERAGE HEIGHT FOR AN AVERAGE ADULT MALE!!
Nash: Calm down killer
Russ: Maybe we should talk about our next match. Next up is the suddenly demented Eric O’Mac taking on The Knife
Razz: Russ, last week Eric snapped, what he did to Vander was BRUTAL! That was just about the closest I have seen to attempted murder in the ring
Nash: See, you two are what’s wrong with wrestling right now. Eric is no more demented or psychotic than anyone involved in this conflict SHOULD be. He is sending a message to all those involved, he is not taking any more crap from anyone, and will do whatever is necessary to win this war. By any means necessary.
Russ: There is a way to make your point, then there is attempting to end someone’s career. Eric went too damn far! Especially with Vander! He hadn’t even picked a side.
Nash: And that was his mistake. You are either with me, or you are against me. There is no neutral in war
Razz: Tell that to Belgium
Nash: Exactly, you see what happened to them!
Russ: Before this breaks down into a debate on world history, I just have to say that I find Eric’s actions reprehensible and borderline criminal and I hope Knife teaches him a lesson on misplaced righteous indignation tonight.
Nash: Wow
Razz: Wordy
Russ: GO TO THE RING![/b]
<…..after we talk to Eric O’Mac>
*An OOWF plot device caught up with Eric O'Mac*
PD: Eric, do you have a reaction to the news that there will be a surrender?
Eric: There will BE no surrender. Only casualties.
*Eric shoves her out of the way and walks off.*
ERIC O’MAC vs. THE KNIFE
The Knife comes to the ring first with a stoic look on his face. He ignores the crowd and rolls under the bottom rope and kneels in the corner preparing for his match. Eric O’Mac is announced next, and he is greeted by his Revolution XXX mates at the top of the ramp. They head down the ramp together and The Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid take up their place at ring side. Eric leaps over the top rope and soaks in the boos of the crowd, all the while keeping a slightly demented look spread across his face. The bell sounds and Eric immediately charges across the ring and tries to land a kick right to the back of Knife’s head, but Knife rolls out of the way and Eric’s leg goes between the turnbuckles catching nothing but air. Knife spins to his feet and catches Eric with some stiff kicks to the hamstring, then pulls him out of the corner and rocks his head back with several European uppercuts. Knife sends Eric to the ropes, but Eric reverses it, however he lowers his head a moment too soon and Knife drops an elbow down on the back of his head. Knife grabs Eric and hits a pump handle slam, and covers him for a one count. Eric kicks out easily and spins to his feet and just manages to duck a spinning heel kick from Knife. Eric grabs Knife’s head and hits a HIGH IMPACT MOVE! that rocks Knife’s head back and sends him to the mat. Eric drags Knife to the ropes and hangs him on the bottom rope, standing on Knife’s back choking him out while the referee makes the five count. Eric breaks at four then turns and argues with the referee while Tyson grabs Knife and continues to choke him on the bottom rope. Tyson lets go and Eric grabs Knife’s legs and drags him into the middle of the ring and hits a wheelbarrow suplex that sends Knife across the ring. Eric gets to his feet and waits for Knife to stand up, then catches him with a drop kick to the face that sends him over the top rope to the floor. Knife barely hits the floor when The Amnesiac and Kincaid approach. Knife catches Kincaid with a blistering knife edge chop, and turns and nails The Amnesiac with a forearm to the face. He goes after The Amnesiac, but Kincaid stops him with a chop block that sends Knife to the floor. Eric pushes the referee aside and leaves the ring, leaping off the apron and connecting with a kick to Knife’s knee. Eric pulls Knife to his feet and sends him toward the steps, Knife tries to leap to avoid the steps but he ends up catching his knee on the stairs and flipping to the floor. Eric keeps up the attack, grabbing Knife’s leg and slamming it into the guard rail. Eric wedges Knife’s leg into the guard rail and climbs back to the apron and leaps off dropping a knee across Knife’s leg. Knife howls in pain as Eric may have just snapped his leg. Eric shows no remorse whatsoever and pulls Eric up and rolls him under the bottom rope, then heads to the corner and leaps to the top rope, pauses for a moment, then hits the MAC ATTACK! Eric lands hard and drives all the air out of Knife, but he does not go for the cover, instead he grabs Knife by the head and hammers him with shots to the face. The referee threatens disqualification, but Eric jumps to his feet and backs the referee into the corner arguing with him with a demented look in his eyes. While Eric is arguing with the ref, Knife summons his strength and crawls across the ring and grabs Eric from behind and rolls him up for a two count. Eric kicks out and spins to his feet, more livid than ever. Knife is on the mat on his hands and knees still trying to get his breath after that Mac Attack, Eric bounds off the ropes and connects with the Randy Orton kick to the side of the head, Knife’s head snaps back and his eyes roll into the back of his head and he slumps to the mat. But Eric moves in before the referee can step into check on him, Eric pulls Knife to his feet and feet and grabs him by the throat and hits the Smackdown! Eric stands over a barely conscious Knife and glares at him. The referee steps in and tells Eric to make the cover, but Eric just pushes him aside and climbs to the top rope once again and hits another MAC ATTACK! Knife is done. Eric falls on Knife and makes the cover, the referee hits the mat and makes the one, two, NO!! Eric pulls Knife up before the three count! The referee threatens Eric with disqualification but Eric just laughs at him, pulls Knife to his feet and throws him between the ropes to the floor. Eric slithers out of the ring and grabs Knife and pulls him to his feet once again. Knife is so out of it he can barely stand and he keeps falling to the floor on rubber legs, so Eric yells for The Amnesiac and Kincaid to hold Knife up. Eric kicks Knife in the gut and doubles him over then grabs him and hits a POWERBOMB on the floor! The referee is about to wave this match off when Eric rolls Knife back into the ring and locks him in a rear naked choke hold. The referee sees blood running from Knife’s mouth and he immediately calls for the bell, mercifully ending this match. The referee calls for the bell, but Eric keeps the move on, finally releasing it when the referee threatens disqualification. As if that wasn’t enough, Eric shoves the referee aside and locks Knife in a triangle choke for good measure. The referee is about to reverse the decision when The Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid pull him off of him and usher him to the back, ducking debris thrown into the ring by the crowd.
WINNER in 10:04 – Eric O’Mac
Live! From Camp Anaconda, Iraq
<The screen flickers to life and we see Tony Schiavone!>
Schiavone: We’re LIVE from Camp Anaconda, Iraq right before our Pay-Per-View this evening! I’m Tony Schiavone, and since the announce table is full, I’ve been shoved outside to cover this Bake Sale, proceeds to benefit the OOWF Antoine Cutter Memorial Jobbers Fund. This should prove to be, the BEST BAKE SALE IN THE HISTORY OF RECORDED TIME! Because we’ve been away from the Unites States for so long on this interminable World Tour, many of our Superstars’ friends and family have made the trip for this one, setting up this Bake Sale angle, er, I mean, GREATEST BAKE SALE EVER! Let’s try to get a few words from some people here…Hey! There’s WCW LEGEND Diamond Dallas Page! PAGE! PAGE! Great to see you, buddy!
DDP: Tony.
Schiavone: What brings you by here? The greatest bake sale ever?
DDP: Yeah Tony. It’s the fucking bake sale. Nothing to do with the Pay-Per-View or anything, or Bennett or Alexis, or Ax-Man or Blackdragon or Boston or Davin or ANYTHING from that relatively important angle. No. The Bake Sale.
Schiavone: Great to hear you’re doing your part for the jobbers of the OOWF.
DDP: Get the fuck out of my face before I Diamond Cut you, Tony.
Schiavone: That’s great Page! Hey, is that Davin’s Mother there with you?
DDP: Yeah, leave her alone.
Schiavone: DAVIN’S MOM! DAVIN’S MOM!
DMM: Yes? Oh, TV! Oh. Tony.
Schiavone: Mrs. Moreland, thank you for joining us from the BEST BAKE SALE EVER!
DMM: Uh-huh. Doing my part for the jobbers. Are we done? (she takes something off a plate in front of her and bites into it)
Schiavone: Not yet! I…
DMM: Oh…these are disgusting.
*LD’s Mother comes into frame*
LDM: WHATCHU SAY BOUT MY SALMON CAKES?
DMM: I said they’re disgusting. They taste like used tampon.
LDM: *gets in her face* HOW YOU KNOW what that tastes like?
DMM: *steps up to her* I can smell it on your breath, fat woman.
LDM: WHATCHU SAY?!??!
DMM: YOU HEARD ME BITCH!
LDM: OH NO YOU DI’INT!
*LD’s Momma slaps Davin’s Mom in the face, and Davin’s Mom returns fire and knocks the taste out of LD’s Momma’s mouth. This degenerates quickly, and they start throwing haymakers at each other. Diamond Dallas Page tries to break them up, but everyone, including Tony Schiavone, starts chanting “Fight, Fight!” Out of nowhere, LD Williams comes FLYING into frame, and gets in between the two, pushing Davin’s Mom out of the way.*
LD: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY MOMMA!
*All of a sudden, Davin Moreland comes out of nowhere into frame, and shoves LD Williams…HARD*
DM: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY MOMMA!
*Stare down*
DDP: DO IT!
*Davin hauls off with a right hand, which connects, and LD and Davin start trading haymakers, as do LD’s Momma and Davin’s Mom. Davin eventually hits a Belly-to-Belly Suplex through the Bake Sale table, sending baked goods everywhere. LD pretty much no-sells it, X-Division style, and is back up pummeling Davin. He gets the best of it, and then KICK-WHAM-DDT! Davin is DOWN. DDP hits a DIAMOND CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE on LD! LD’s Momma tries a DDT on Davin’s Mom, but she reverses it into a NOT TOO SHABBY DIAMOND CUTTER! She, however falls down too, since she’s kinda old and hurt pretty badly. FINALLY, Indie Worker Security comes in to break the whole melee up*
Schiavone: *jaw dropped* Back to you, Russ.
<but first a rousing rendition of The Star Spangled Banner by Cory Hart>
Cory Hart comes out and gets the mic and starts to sing, but suddenly ZAKK WYLDE RUNS OUT AND KILLS HIM WITH A CHAIR!!! Zakk stands over Cory Hart’s prone body for a moment then pulls up a chair, grabs his axe and plays the Star Spangled Banner for the troops
We open with shot of a door that says “OOWF OFFICIALS ONLY” SFJ is Pretty is standing in front of the door with a mic:
SFIiP: I am standing here in the OOWF Suites where I am told a high level meeting is about to take place. <Several well dressed men pass by and file into the room, SFJiP tries to get a comment from them, but they just pass through and head inside the room> I have no idea what this meeting is about but……wait here comes GM the Rick….RICK can I have a word with you for a moment?
GMtR: What?
SFJiP: What is this meeting about? What is going on? Does this concern the future of the OOWF?
GMtR: No comment
<GM the Rick pushes past SFJiP and heads into the room>
SFJiP: All I can say is that this appears to be a meeting of some VERY high level members of the OOWF, but no one is saying……LJ BENNETT!!! Can I have a word with you?
LJB: Yes darling?
SFJiP: This meeting? The fans want to know what is going on? Can you elaborate on the situation?
LJB: I am afraid I cannot. Now, if you’ll excuse me
<with that Bennett pushes past SFJiP and heads into the room>
SFJiP: There you have it, all we know is that there is some sort of high level meeting going on, but no one has said a word regarding what it is about. We will stay right here and give you updates should anything happen.
<we skip the intro and go right to the announce team, who appear to be stunned by the events unfolding at the OOWF suites>
Russ: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to OOWF Operation Onslaught: Red, White and Bruised! I am Russ and I am joined, as always, by Razz and Nash. Gentlemen I have to say I am stunned by this meeting, what could they possibly be discussing?
Razz: I dunno Russ, but when you have that many suits together in one place, it can’t be a good thing. I can’t imagine what hey could possibly be talking about.
Nash: You guys really don’t see it?
Razz: See what?
Nash: We are at war. Two sides are battling it out tooth and nail. The only reason all these people could possibly be here is because………someone is surrendering
RAZZ: WHOAH!
Russ: Nash, that can’t possibly…….you really think one side will call it quits? This is huge!
Nash: I can’t see any other reason why they would be here. You heard it here first folks.
<there is a moment of stunned silence, then Russ finally speaks up>
Russ: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are all taken aback by this potential blockbuster announcement, but the show must go on, and we have a fantastic lineup for you the fans at home, and the troops right here in Iraq! <cheap pop> We start with a man making his return to the OOWF, well actually he made his return at MidWeek Mayhem, so he is making his second appearance in a few days
Razz: Apocalyptic Existence is back after along hiatus, he faces Afghani standout Zabi Khan at Mayhem and Khan, to his credit, has asked for and received a rematch
Nash: This Khan kid, I remember seeing him wrestle Andre the Giant back in Madison Square Garden, probably about 1980. Knocked Andre off his feet and broke his leg. I was on the under card that night, I faced Tony Garea, it was one of the…….
Russ: Wait, Zabi Khan is 20 years old
Nash: So?
Russ: He wasn’t born until 1988. And that was Killer Khan. And he weighed about 100lbs more than Zabi. And you weren’t even there.
Razz: OWNED!
Nash: Shut up Razz, don’t we have a match to go to?
<first we make a stop backstage>
SFJ#47: “This is SFJ#47, backstage at Operation Onslaught: Red, White & Bruised, and I am approaching the locker room of World Heavyweight Champion L.D. Williams, to get his comments on the possibility that the war may end tonight.”
**SFJ#47 knocks on the locker room door and, when no one answers, puts her ear to the door. She hears voices, and enters. Inside, L.D. Williams, Moosehead Jack, Eric O'Mac, IHOP, Attitude Adjuster, F.F. MacCappington, Ryan Hardcore, Donovan Viper and L.D. William's mother are talking. SFJ#47 approaches L.D.**
SFJ#47: “L.D., what is your reaction to the possibility that the war may end tonight?”
LD: “This is my reaction. If we’re ever going to get a picture of Bennett's army as champions for the cover of the OOWF magazine, it'll have to be now.”
SFJ#47: “But how did you find a photographer?”
LD: “Ma's going to do it. She's taken pictures of all of the big moments in my life.”
LD's Mother: “It's true – his first knuckle knife, his first contract, his first arraignment...”
LD: “Alright, let’s get this done.”
LD'sM: “Okay everyone, gather on the far wall – and make sure your belts are visible.”
**All of the title holders do as their told and arrange themselves with some difficulty.**
....
LD'sM: “Son, can I see you for a moment?”
**L.D. walks over, and SFJ#47 follows.**
LD'sM: “Son, what about Donovan?”
LD: “What about him?”
LD'sM: “He's over in the corner by himself.”
LD: “He doesn't have a title.”
LDS'M: “But the poor dear looks so forlorn...”
LD: “<sigh> Hang on...”
*******
**Carl from Fresno, eating one of Roma's Pretty Wonderful Wraps, is walking down the Hallway of Random Violence, when he hears someone call his name. He turns around, and L.D. Williams drills him with a ladder. Carl goes down, the wrap goes flying, and the ladder lands on top. A referee slides in to make the count.
WINNER AND NEW OOWF DDT IRON MAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION – LADDER!
Williams picks up the ladder and the belt and walks away.**
*******
**L.D. Williams walks into his locker room.**
LD: “Hey Donnie, catch.”
**Williams throws the ladder and it hits Viper in the knees. Viper goes down, and lands on top of the ladder. A referee materializes to make the count.**
WINNER AND NEW OOWF DDT IRON MAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION – DONOVAN VIPER!
LD: “Alright, now you're in the picture.”
LD'SM: “Perfect. Okay everyone, take your places.”
LD'SM: “You can stop trying to hide, AA, I'm not going to hurt you again.”
LD'SM: “SYB, sweetie, every time you make a rude gesture at the camera, I break a bone, mmkay?”
LD'SM: “Good, now everyone say 'napalm!'”
*******
**With the picture taken, L.D. throws everyone out of the locker room. Viper is the last to leave. He slowly opens the door and looks around carefully before stepping into the hallway. He takes about three steps before Carl from Fresno slams him in the face with a chair. Viper crumples to the floor, and Carl covers him. A referee slides in and counts the pin.
WINNER AND NEW OOWF DDT IRON MAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION – CARL FROM FRESNO!
Carl gets up and sees L.D. standing in the doorway of his locker room.**
CFF: “That wrap was expensive. Jerl.”
APOCALYPTIC EXISTENCE vs. ZABI KHAN
Zabi Khan asked for, and received a rematch from Mayhem against the returning Apocalyptic Existence. Khan sprints to the ring and slides under the ropes, then climbs to the top rope and salutes the troops. He gets a bit of a mixed reaction, being from Afghanistan and all. Apocalyptic Existence comes to the ring led by Former Referee and Current Manager Chad Patton. He steps between the ropes and starts toward Khan, but Khan learned his lesson from last time and he spins around and catches AE before he can finish the attack. AE just grins and backs into his corner where he gets some last minute instructions from Patton. Khan waits in his corner and the referee finally calls for the bell. AE walks to the center of the ring, still no real expression on his face. Khan meets him in the middle of the ring and the two lock up. AE pushes Khan back to one corner and the referee calls for a clean break. Khan is willing, but AE tries to get a cheap shot in. Khan moves out of the way and catches AE with a drop kick to the back that does little more than annoy him. AE moves to the middle of the ring and they lock up again, this time AE grabs an arm wringer, but Khan quickly works his way to the ropes and uses them to flip out of it and reverse it into an arm drag. AE pops back to his feet and Khan catches him with a head scissors that snaps him across the ring and out to the floor. AE gets to his feet and is not happy, Chad Patton comes over to console him, Khan gets a running start and leaps over the top rope at AE, but AE steps out of the way and Khan crashes and burns. AE throws him under the ropes back into the ring and waits on the apron for Khan to get to his feet. Khan stands up and AE springs to the top rope and catches Khan with a clothesline/head lock that drives him to the mat. AE covers, but only gets a two count. AE gets to his feet and pulls Khan up and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a titl-a-whirl back breaker, then runs to the corner and lands the BME! AE hooks the leg, but only gets a two count. AE gets to his feet and toys with Khan a little, kicking the back of his head and taunting him. He pulls Khan to his feet and grabs his head and slaps him. Khan grabs AE and hits a jawbreaker! Khan gets to his feet all fired up. He waits for AE to get up then hits a Shining Wizard, then a standing moonsault for a two count. Khan kip up then pulls AE to his feet and sends him to the ropes and connects with a knee to the midsection then a rolling mahistrol cradle! One, two, thre….NO! AE kicks out! AE struggles to his feet and Khan peppers him with a couple of shots to the head, then climbs to the top rope, but AE falls against the ropes and crotches him on the top rope. AE regains his composure and climbs the corner and puts Khan on his shoulders and hits a top rope fall away slam! AE immediately pounces on Khan and locks him in the Damnation! Khan struggles but he is forced to tap.
WINNER in 7:11 – Apocalyptic Existence
Russ: Nice win for Apocalyptic Existence, he seems to have gotten himself together during his time off.
Razz: That’s just it Russ, a lot of people don’t understand that in this business it’s not all about being an awesome physical specimen, there is a big mental part to wrestling. You can be in the greatest physical condition in the world, but if your head is not in the game, then you stand a good chance of getting hurt, or hurting someone else.
Nash: Y’see that is why my game was so good. Now, I have always been in pretty good shape through my career, certainly nothing to sneeze at. I DID finish second in the Mr. Manitoba contest, but the biggest part of my career was the mental aspect. If you can get into your opponents mind, you have the match halfway won, and to get into your opponent’s head, your head has to be in the game.
Razz: See I never cared about the mind games, for me it was all about brute force. There was nothing like getting into that ring and throwing someone around
Nash: And that is why you never did anything outside of a bingo hall
Razz: well I suppose I could have done something if I kept my lips fixed on the Orange Goblins ass
Nash: what? I have no idea what you are talking about
Russ: I hate to break up this enlightening debate, but up next we have a three team three way dance, think you guys would like to comment on that?
Razz: Oh yeah, the match! Well, The Sons certainly will not be happy about losing out on the steel cage match. I think they are going to make a statement here tonight.
Nash: I am picking the Cape Town Cannibals to win this match.
Russ: Really?
Nash: No, not really. Watch out for Dead and Blitz, they mesh well, but I think the Sons anger will carry them to victory.
Russ: I have to think the Sons are the favorites in this match, but sometimes your anger can work against you. There is only one way to find out for sure, let’s head to the ring.
<but first, we catch Spin and DH in the back>
In the Gorilla Position:
SFJ16: Spin Hansen and D.H. Magnusson, what are your reactions to the stunning news that LJ Bennett has LEFT the OOWF, in effect ending the company's bloody civil war?
SH: (to DHM) "in effect".
DHM: (to SH) "bloody civil war".
SH: She's good.
DHM: Yeah.
SFJ16: Ummm...Guys?
DHM: You want our reaction? It's like this, Shannon: It don't matter none.
SH: It wasn't never the Midnight Sons war. Only we reasons we got involved was that crap they pulled on Firechild -
DHM: An' Rick.
SH: SCREW RICK!
DHM: An' because it was the right thing to do. Don't matter who was on who's side, don't matter who was promised what...All that mattered was that the important people - those people out there in th' cheap seats - they was the ones gettin' the worst outta all this.
SH: We lost Firechild, and Chris was...IS... a hell of guy. Somebody still gotta pay for that, and I'll make damned sure they do. And we lost Johnny Adrenaline - and even a piece a' crap like him don't deserve that. So anytime Rick wants to talk about about winning the little pissing contest, I'm gonna cram pictures of those two down his stinkin' throat. And if the piece of trash Bennett thinks about sticking his face in our business again...He'll get to see what a big nasty bastard I can really be.
DHM: It don't matter who left...It don't matter who thinks they won, Shannon. I'm still here. This mean son of a bitch is still here. Stank an' Jack...They're still here.
DHM: But most of all, OUR army is still here. An' we ain't goin' anywhere!
SH: You got your soundbyte, now get out. Me and Mags, we're going to go celebrate with our army.
SFJ16 barely manages to step out the way as the Sons run past her, climbing over the barricades and into the fans and to the ring
THE MIDNIGHT SONS vs. CAPE TOWN CANNIBALS vs. THE DEAD & BLITZ
Cape Town Cannibals are out first and they wait for their opponents. The Dead and Blitz are announced next and they make their way to the ring and climb between the ropes and just stare at the Cape Town Cannibals. Immigrant Song blares over the sound system and DH Magnusson and Spin Hansen make their way to the ring through the crowd. Blitz and Dead shove WWE and TNA toward Magnusson and Hansen, then they bail out of the ring. Probably a smart move. WWE staggers toward Spin, Spin goozles him and choke slams him to the mat. TNA comes at Magnusson, Magnusson side steps him and sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a boot to the face that sends TNA back to the topes, on the second rebound Magnusson catches him with a straight punch to the jaw that sends TNA to the mat, then to the floor. Spin and Magnusson pull WWE off the mat and sends him to the ropes and they hit a double back drop that sends WWE to the lights, then crashing to the mat. Spin picks him up and hauls him onto his shoulders and drills him with a Death Valley Driver and makes the cover, but Dead makes it back into the ring and catches Spin with a kick to the face. Spin gets to his feet and throws WWE over the top rope to the floor and he and Dead lock up, taking turns hammering each other with shots to the head. Being the bigger man, Spin gets the better of the exchange and grabs Dead for a whip to the ropes. Spin tries a clothesline, but Dead ducks the move and hits the ropes on the opposite side, making a blind tag to Blitz. Spin catches Dead and is going to go for a choke slam, but Blitz springs off the top rope and snaps Spin over with a hurracarana. Blitz gets to his feet and Spin gets to his, Blitz tries a spinning heel kick, but Spin catches him and dumps him to the mat. As Blitz gets up, Spin tries a hooking crescent kick, but Blitz uses his speed to sweep Spins leg and sends him to the mat. Blitz hits a standing moonsault for a one count, then pulls Spin up and tries a scoop slam, but he can’t get the large Spin up. Spin nails a double ax-handle to the small of Blitz’s back, then makes the tag to Magnusson. Magnusson comes in and drops an elbow into the small of Blitz’s back, then grabs a chin lock and pulls back on Blitz’s head keeping a knee planted firmly in the small of his back. Blitz fights to his feet, but Magnusson grabs him and hits a side slam, covers, but only gets a one count when Dead comes in and kicks him in the face. Magnusson gets to his feet and pulls Blitz up and hauls him into a vertical suplex and leaves him there to think about it for a moment, then turns it into a jack hammer driving Blitz to the mat. Magnusson covers and from the outside TNA reaches in and rakes Magnusson’s eyes breaking up the pin. Spin jumps off the apron and grabs TNA and runs him face first into the ring post, then hammers him with rights and lefts to the face. WWE tries to save his partner by pulling Spin off of him, Spin turns and hits a clothesline from hell that nearly breaks WWE’s neck. Inside the ring, Magnusson whips Blitz to the ropes and tries a back drop, but Blitz shifts in mid air and lands on his feet behind Magnusson and catches him with kicks to the legs and side of the head staggering Magnusson. Blitz races over and makes the tag to Dead, then grabs Magnusson and sends him to the ropes, Blitz drops to the mat and as Magnusson steps over him, Dead catches him right in the mouth with Close the Casket! Magnusson’s eyes roll back in his head but he doesn’t immediately go down, so Dead and Blitz hit Total Elimination and Magnusson falls to the mat. Dead covers, but Spin makes it back into the ring just in time to break the three count. Dead pulls Magnusson to his feet and whips him into the corner and follows him in with a clothesline, then grabs Magnusson and tries a bulldog but Magnusson throws him off to the center of the ring. Before Magnusson can charge out of the corner and do anything, Blitz runs over and wraps the tag rope around his throat and chokes Magnusson. Meanwhile medics are looking at TNA who has been split wide open. WWE is back on his feet and he sees his partner and he bellows like a wounded animal and hops onto the apron and tags Magnusson and storms into the ring and goes after Dead. Dead just watches, kind of amused. He ducks a clothesline attempt and shoves WWE to the ropes, and POPS him in the face with a Close the Casket. Blitz is still choking Magnusson with the tag rope, the referee finally gets wind of it and calls for the break threatening disqualification. Spin runs around the outside of the ring and pulls Blitz off the apron and grabs him for a DVD, but Blitz wiggles free and lands behind Spin and shoves him shoulder first into the steps. Inside the ring, Magnusson gets his breath back and breaks up Dead’s pin attempt on WWE. The referee forces Magnusson back to his corner since he is not the legal man, and Dead crawls across the ring and makes the tag to Blitz. Blitz races around the ring and hits a spring board SSP on a dazed WWE, the referee returns from chasing Magnusson out of the ring and sees the cover and makes the one, two, three just before Magnusson can make it back into the ring to break it up.
WINNERS in 12:12 – Dead & Blitz
Russ: What just happened there?
Razz: Dead and Blitz scored the upset
Russ: And we thought the Sons were in a rage before?
Nash: This is the time in the show where, if I were in the back, I would find somewhere dark and quiet to go until it was time for my match
Razz: You sayin’ you would run from a fight?
Nash: From the two of them? Yes
Russ: I think in this case Nash is right, they are not going to be much in the frame of mind for diplomacy, I have a feeling they will lash out at whoever they come across first.
Razz: Can’t they be suspended for that?
Russ: Well I suppose it depends on who it is. So, gentlemen, Dead and Blitz, do they have a potential future as a team?
Razz: They worked together well in the ring. They gave up a lot of strength and size to the Sons, but they let their speed be their advantage. I think they could certainly have a future as a team
Nash: If you look at the tag landscape of the OOWF right now, there are a lot of smaller teams. Dead and Blitz certainly match up favorably against IHOP and Phantos and Lucios. I think in a one on one match they may have a little bit of trouble against the Sons, but I think, like tonight, they could overcome that.
Russ: I think the biggest problem they would face as a team is that both men covet the Onslaught Championship. Would the two be willing to put singles glory aside to pursue tag team gold?
Nash: I know I wouldn’t
Razz: Well yeah, we know YOU wouldn’t
Russ: Up next, Revolution XXX, THE Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid face the controversial ZK DeBeers and what should be Mark Vander
Razz: But, we all saw what Eric O’Mac did to Mark Vander last week, and as a result of that, he is on the shelf for the time being. No replacement has been announced, Nash you have any idea who his partner could be?
Nash: I have no idea
Russ: Nash?
Nash: What? I really have no idea
Razz: You sure its not you?
Nash: Why the hell would I team with DeBeers in the third card of the match?
Razz: Well, you ARE wearing your wrestling gear
Nash: I always wear this, don’t you Razz?
Razz: I would look like a fool if I walked around all day in a singlet.
Nash: You would look like a fool no matter what
Razz: Go to hell Oz
Russ: Let’s go to the ring and see if we can solve the mystery of ZK DeBeers partner
<before we go to the ring, we head to the back>
(We open in a small corner of the mess hall on the base where the referees are seated at a couple of different tables. SFJ #52 is sitting between the tables)
SFJ#52: I'm here with the OOWF referee corps to get their reactions to the news of the high-level meeting at Sunday's PPV. Mel, you're the current Senior referee, will you be allowed to attend this historic meeting?
Creech: Why wouldn't I? I should be sitting next to our definitive head honcho, LJ Bennett, and when Rick's done licking his boots I'll call the rest of this group in to make sure he's properly escorted from the base.
Glaw: *coughcoughbullshitcough*
SFJ#52: Mr. Hightower, you've stood with Mr. Creech through this war, do you feel that Bennett has won this war?
Hightower: It's hard to tell - we're so busy breaking up fights inside and outside of the arena, never mind the ring. I've given up on keeping score.
Creech: Don't worry, Davis, we've got this one
Glaw: *coughcoughbullshitcough*
SFJ#52: Sterling, you're a staunch supporter of GM The Rick despite your recent disciplines stemming from your days with the Heroes' Guild. Why do you still back Rick?
Glaw: Mr. Scaia was correct in his assessment that perhaps I adhered too closely to the rules, to the point of overstepping my bounds as an official. I have in time corrected this error and have been a fair and partial official.
Creech: *coughcoughbullshitcough*
Glaw: (glaring at Mel) I don't seek personal gains in this war, but continue to hope that we will see a swift end this Sunday no matter who remains in charge.
Creech: (smirking at Glaw)
SFJ#52: Angelo, you and "Junior" hale have never spoken up much when it came to this war. What are your thoughts?
Angelo: I think I'd rather see it all shake out - and you can have a seat next to me (griinning at the SFJ)
Hale: I just want this to be over and Bennett to go away.
Creech: poisoning another mind, Glaw?
Glaw: Saving him FROM poison - and the brainwashing you gave Hightower
Hightower: I do my job the way it's supposed to
Glaw: Under CREECH? and how much extra has he paid you?
Creech: hiding some guilt, Glaw?
Glaw: I am innocent of any crime you dare accuse me - but if you want evidence, here's one I'll gladly plead guilty
(Glaw leaps from his seat and punches Creech the fuck out!)
Glaw: It'll be worth the fine
Creech: (stands, nose bleeding) you overbearing, white-toasted sunnovabitch!
(SFJ #52 leaps clear as the two top refs start brawling. The other three try to break it up to no avail)
REVOLUTION XXX vs. ZK DEBEERS & MARK VANDER
Revolution XXX, THE Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid come to the ring first and wait, they get a mixed reaction of cheers and boos from the assembled military crowd. ZK DeBeers is announced next, and he gets a HUGE chorus of boos. He comes out alone, Mark Vander is nowhere in sight. DeBeers has a defiant look on his face as he comes to the ring, ignoring the taunts from the crowd. DeBeers climbs between the ropes and immediately asks for a mic:
Each and every one of you know damn well that Mark Vander was seriously injured at the hands of Eric O’Mac last week. But someone thinks I am to be the butt end of a good joke. They refused to change the match to a singles match, instead insisting that the card go on as planned because we have to make the troops happy. Well I did my time in the South African Army rising to the rank of Colonel, so my time is done! I am not here to entertain you people <more boos> That said, since management insists on me being part of this farce, I challenge anyone in the back to come out and be my partner. Lets go, this is your shot at glory. Come on, get out here. <After several seconds no one comes out, which is not surprising> Uh huh, I see how it is. The cowards in the back are only rivaled by the cowards in the crowd. <Tremendous boos> Fine, I will just fight this match on my own, referee ring the……
<An unknown voice pipes up>
YOU WILL STAND DOWN SOLDIER!
ZKD: Who the hell are you?
UV: My name is Major General Jeffery J. Schlosser <HUGE pop> and I will be damned if you run down the fine men of the 101st Airborne! <even bigger pop> You want a partner? You could look out in this audience and pick any man or woman in the crowd and they would be the toughest partner you have ever had in your life! <more huge pops> But soldier, I got something special for you. He is a three time Armed Forces wrestling champion, he stands 6’6” and weighs 325 pounds. From Atlanta, Georgia……Gabriel Richard!
DeBeers gets a smug look on his face and turns to The Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid and taunts them. Kincaid and The Amnesiac have a look of concern on their faces until they see Richard coming toward the ring, then they start laughing. DeBeers is furious, and turns around and sees Richard climbing onto the apron. To put it nicely, Richard is black as the darkest night. And he is huge. And he is pissed off. DeBeers begs off for a moment as Richard plants himself on the apron and tells DeBeers to turn around and fight. He turns around and gets POPPED right in the mouth by X marks the spot! Tyson Kincaid pulls DeBeers to his feet and sends him into the corner and follows him in with a back elbow, then The Amnesiac follows with a high knee to the face. DeBeers staggers out doubled over and grabbing his jaw in pain, The Amnesiac hits the ropes and hits a flipping neck breaker that plants DeBeers on the mat. The Amnesiac pulls him to his feet and tags in Tyson Kincaid, The Amnesiac hits an inverted atomic drop, and Tyson charges off the ropes and nearly decapitates DeBeers with a heart attack clothesline. Tyson covers, but DeBeers manages to roll his shoulder at two. Tyson gets to his feet and tags The Amnesiac back into the ring, but DeBeers manages to roll out of the ring to the floor, where once again he is booed mercilessly. Richard leaves the ring and helps his partner to his feet, DeBeers is thankful for the help until he realizes it is Richard then he shoves him away and calls him “boy.” That doesn’t sit real well with Richard, and he grabs DeBeers and throws him into the ring. DeBeers gets to his feet and stares at Richard and screams at him, but The Amnesiac catches him and hits a BURNING HAMMER! The Amnesiac covers, but DeBeers manages to roll his shoulder at two. The Amnesiac tags Kincaid back into the ring and he waits for DeBeers to get to his feet and kicks him in the gut and hits a double underhook back breaker, then springs off the bottom rope and drops a knee across DeBeers chest. Kincaid pulls him to his feet and hits a t-bone suplex, then tags The Amnesiac back into the match. The Amnesiac climbs to the top rope and hits a diving head but and covers, but DeBeers manages to get his foot on the ropes and avoids the three count. DeBeers scoots into the corner and tries to beg off but The Amnesiac grabs him and starts to pull him out of the corner. DeBeers uses the only move he can at the moment, nailing The Amnesiac in the jewels. The Amnesiac doubles over in pain and DeBeers crawls across the ring and slowly gets to his feet. He finally stands and walks to his corner and comes face to face with Richard. Richard stares daggers into DeBeers, DeBeers reaches out and slaps Richard across the face! Richard’s head almost explodes with rage and he steps between the ropes and grabs DeBeers by the throat with both hands, lifts him high into the air and DRIVES him to the mat with a sit out power bomb. DeBeers is stunned. Richard gets to his feet, and the crowd goes ape shit. He looks at The Amnesiac and points to DeBeers and yells, COVER HIM! The Amnesiac shrugs and falls on top of DeBeers and gets the three count.
WINNERS in 14:11 – Revolution XXX
Russ: HE GOT WHAT HE DESERVED!!!!
Nash: That was the biggest display of chicanery that I have ever seen!
Razz: Are you saying he didn’t deserve it?
Nash: No, that’s not what I’m saying, I am just saying that was the biggest display that I have seen in a long time. Well done
Russ: ZK DeBeers has not exactly endeared himself to the fans, or wrestlers in the OOWF, that said, the man CAN wrestle
Razz: Oh, make no mistake about it DeBeers is an accomplished wrestler, the man could be a champion in this fed one day, but his personal outlook on things leaves a lot to be desired.
Nash: See, that part of it doesn’t matter to me at all. If the man can go in the ring, and DeBeers can, then he is a worthy wrestler. You are not going to agree with everything everyone believes in, and I am not saying I agree with his views, but hey…..I mean did you know The Giant thought that midgets should require licenses?
Russ: What?
Nash: It’s true
Russ: That is the most outlandish thing I have ever heard. You would agree with that right Razz?
Razz:………..
Russ: Razz?
Razz:……….
Russ: Did his mic get cut off?
Razz: THE FUCKER WANTED ME TO GET A LICENSE!! I AM NOT A DAMN MIDGET!!
Russ: Oh, uh, touched a nerve there.
Razz: I AM THE AVERAGE HEIGHT FOR AN AVERAGE ADULT MALE!!
Nash: Calm down killer
Russ: Maybe we should talk about our next match. Next up is the suddenly demented Eric O’Mac taking on The Knife
Razz: Russ, last week Eric snapped, what he did to Vander was BRUTAL! That was just about the closest I have seen to attempted murder in the ring
Nash: See, you two are what’s wrong with wrestling right now. Eric is no more demented or psychotic than anyone involved in this conflict SHOULD be. He is sending a message to all those involved, he is not taking any more crap from anyone, and will do whatever is necessary to win this war. By any means necessary.
Russ: There is a way to make your point, then there is attempting to end someone’s career. Eric went too damn far! Especially with Vander! He hadn’t even picked a side.
Nash: And that was his mistake. You are either with me, or you are against me. There is no neutral in war
Razz: Tell that to Belgium
Nash: Exactly, you see what happened to them!
Russ: Before this breaks down into a debate on world history, I just have to say that I find Eric’s actions reprehensible and borderline criminal and I hope Knife teaches him a lesson on misplaced righteous indignation tonight.
Nash: Wow
Razz: Wordy
Russ: GO TO THE RING![/b]
<…..after we talk to Eric O’Mac>
*An OOWF plot device caught up with Eric O'Mac*
PD: Eric, do you have a reaction to the news that there will be a surrender?
Eric: There will BE no surrender. Only casualties.
*Eric shoves her out of the way and walks off.*
ERIC O’MAC vs. THE KNIFE
The Knife comes to the ring first with a stoic look on his face. He ignores the crowd and rolls under the bottom rope and kneels in the corner preparing for his match. Eric O’Mac is announced next, and he is greeted by his Revolution XXX mates at the top of the ramp. They head down the ramp together and The Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid take up their place at ring side. Eric leaps over the top rope and soaks in the boos of the crowd, all the while keeping a slightly demented look spread across his face. The bell sounds and Eric immediately charges across the ring and tries to land a kick right to the back of Knife’s head, but Knife rolls out of the way and Eric’s leg goes between the turnbuckles catching nothing but air. Knife spins to his feet and catches Eric with some stiff kicks to the hamstring, then pulls him out of the corner and rocks his head back with several European uppercuts. Knife sends Eric to the ropes, but Eric reverses it, however he lowers his head a moment too soon and Knife drops an elbow down on the back of his head. Knife grabs Eric and hits a pump handle slam, and covers him for a one count. Eric kicks out easily and spins to his feet and just manages to duck a spinning heel kick from Knife. Eric grabs Knife’s head and hits a HIGH IMPACT MOVE! that rocks Knife’s head back and sends him to the mat. Eric drags Knife to the ropes and hangs him on the bottom rope, standing on Knife’s back choking him out while the referee makes the five count. Eric breaks at four then turns and argues with the referee while Tyson grabs Knife and continues to choke him on the bottom rope. Tyson lets go and Eric grabs Knife’s legs and drags him into the middle of the ring and hits a wheelbarrow suplex that sends Knife across the ring. Eric gets to his feet and waits for Knife to stand up, then catches him with a drop kick to the face that sends him over the top rope to the floor. Knife barely hits the floor when The Amnesiac and Kincaid approach. Knife catches Kincaid with a blistering knife edge chop, and turns and nails The Amnesiac with a forearm to the face. He goes after The Amnesiac, but Kincaid stops him with a chop block that sends Knife to the floor. Eric pushes the referee aside and leaves the ring, leaping off the apron and connecting with a kick to Knife’s knee. Eric pulls Knife to his feet and sends him toward the steps, Knife tries to leap to avoid the steps but he ends up catching his knee on the stairs and flipping to the floor. Eric keeps up the attack, grabbing Knife’s leg and slamming it into the guard rail. Eric wedges Knife’s leg into the guard rail and climbs back to the apron and leaps off dropping a knee across Knife’s leg. Knife howls in pain as Eric may have just snapped his leg. Eric shows no remorse whatsoever and pulls Eric up and rolls him under the bottom rope, then heads to the corner and leaps to the top rope, pauses for a moment, then hits the MAC ATTACK! Eric lands hard and drives all the air out of Knife, but he does not go for the cover, instead he grabs Knife by the head and hammers him with shots to the face. The referee threatens disqualification, but Eric jumps to his feet and backs the referee into the corner arguing with him with a demented look in his eyes. While Eric is arguing with the ref, Knife summons his strength and crawls across the ring and grabs Eric from behind and rolls him up for a two count. Eric kicks out and spins to his feet, more livid than ever. Knife is on the mat on his hands and knees still trying to get his breath after that Mac Attack, Eric bounds off the ropes and connects with the Randy Orton kick to the side of the head, Knife’s head snaps back and his eyes roll into the back of his head and he slumps to the mat. But Eric moves in before the referee can step into check on him, Eric pulls Knife to his feet and feet and grabs him by the throat and hits the Smackdown! Eric stands over a barely conscious Knife and glares at him. The referee steps in and tells Eric to make the cover, but Eric just pushes him aside and climbs to the top rope once again and hits another MAC ATTACK! Knife is done. Eric falls on Knife and makes the cover, the referee hits the mat and makes the one, two, NO!! Eric pulls Knife up before the three count! The referee threatens Eric with disqualification but Eric just laughs at him, pulls Knife to his feet and throws him between the ropes to the floor. Eric slithers out of the ring and grabs Knife and pulls him to his feet once again. Knife is so out of it he can barely stand and he keeps falling to the floor on rubber legs, so Eric yells for The Amnesiac and Kincaid to hold Knife up. Eric kicks Knife in the gut and doubles him over then grabs him and hits a POWERBOMB on the floor! The referee is about to wave this match off when Eric rolls Knife back into the ring and locks him in a rear naked choke hold. The referee sees blood running from Knife’s mouth and he immediately calls for the bell, mercifully ending this match. The referee calls for the bell, but Eric keeps the move on, finally releasing it when the referee threatens disqualification. As if that wasn’t enough, Eric shoves the referee aside and locks Knife in a triangle choke for good measure. The referee is about to reverse the decision when The Amnesiac and Tyson Kincaid pull him off of him and usher him to the back, ducking debris thrown into the ring by the crowd.
WINNER in 10:04 – Eric O’Mac
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