DATE : Mon 22nd September 2008
Monday Mayhem - from Saint John's, Canada -Mile One Stadium
[FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF HARD STEEL 2008 IS SHOWN WITH THE DRAMATIC VICTORY OF SEBASTIAN CROSS TO CLAIM THE WORLD TITLE IN ONE OF THE MOST VICIOUS MATCHES IN THE HISTORY OF THE T.F.W.F..]
*'HARDCORE NIGHTS' - STARFISH PLAYS*
(THE MONDAY MAYHEM THEME BLASTS THROUGH THE SPEAKERS AS THE AUDIENCE IN ATTENDANCE GOES WILD. SOME OF THE SIGNS READ "CROSS= PEOPLE'S CHAMP " "GOT TOURETTES???" AND "FAIRWELL RHYS PECT A LEGEND ". FINALLY THE CAMERA SETTLES ON THE ANNOUNCE TEAM OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES.)
SC: Welcome one and all to Canada were tonight we will bear witness to three T.F.W.F. debuts and of course the coronation Snoop...the damn coronation of our new World Champion!
SJ: ...
SC: An expected reaction from a member of the TCK Camp which saw the World title change hands at Hard Steel in the most bizzare of fash...
*'COCHISE' - AUDIOSLAVE*
(MASSIVE HEEL HEAT ENGULFS THE ARENA. FALLEN ANGEL WALKS OUT WITH A MICROPHONE IN HAND AND A LOOK ON HIS FACE LIKED A SMACKED ASS. HE IS DRESSED IN A DESIGNER SUIT AND MAKES NO INTERACTION WITH THE FANS IN ATTENDANCE BEFORE GETTING INTO THE RING. IMMEDIATELY 'CROSS' CHANTS FILL THE ARENA BEFORE HE CAN EVEN SPEAK.)
FA: RIGHT HERE! RIGHT NOW! I AM TELLING YOU ALL! THAT AT AUTUMN ANNIHILATION 9 I WILL ACT ON MY REMATCH CLAUSE FOR THE UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
(THIS GETS A MIXED REACTION FROM A CROWD WHOM MORE THAN LIKELY WOULD LOVE TO SEE THE TWO GO AT IT ONE MORE TIME.)
FA: And for anyone wondering about the referee who decided to call that fucking match because he couldn't watch the blood shed anymore...his ASS WAS FIRED EARLIER THIS MORNING. The T.F.W.F. under my reign has no limits...no time to call a stop to something and for that reason...when me and Sebastian Cross meet at Autumn Annihilation 9...I am promising that there will be twice the blood, twice the violence, twice the carnage...and NO FUCKER ON THE PLANET WILL STOP IT!
(THE CROWD CHEER THE THOUGHT OF THE REMATCH BETWEEN THE TWO STARS ONCE MORE FOR THE WORLD TITLE.)
*'WICKERMAN' - IRON MAIDEN PLAYS*
(MASSIVE CROWD POP. MIKE MITCHELL WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND BEGINS WALKING TO THE RING WITH A PURPOSE NOT SEEN IN SOMETIME THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET AS THIS SEEMS SOMEWHAT OUT OF LEFT FIELD. MITCHELL GRABS THE MICROPHONE FROM A STAGE HAND.)
MM: I want to applaud you on spending the last 5 minutes of this Monday Mayhem shouting off on what is going down at Autumn Annihilation 9, but the fact is these fans here need to know a truth...a truth that after Hard Steel 2008 you had Rhys Pect fired from the T.F.W.F.!
(A SHOCKED AWE GOES OVER THE CROWD. FALLEN ANGEL WAITS FOR A MOMENT AND THEN SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS IN A NON SCHALANT FASHION. MITCHELL ALMOST LOSES IT, BUT ANGEL HOLDS UP A HAND STOPPING HIM.)
FA: Hold it right there...you remember one thing Mike Mitchell...your not insured to wrestle in the T.F.W.F., you haven't been for near on 2 years when Samson completely destroyed you...so before you go throwing your weight around here, be warned that any act against myself right here now will be met with swift consequences...
(MITCHELL DOESN'T LOOK LIKE HE GIVES A DAMN.)
FA: I fired Rhys Pect because after Project Nova effectively do what the TCK do best to him...it made things a hell of a lot easier Mike. The clue in what we do is in the name Mitchell. Project Nova added another notch to the legacy thats all it was you coming out here and getting bent out of shape about it...well thats just pathetic!
MM: Pathetic?
FA: Yes...you see we have told EVERYONE from day one we are The Career Killers, just because your pathetic buddy didn't listen...is YOUR PROBLEM...not ours.
(MITCHELL IS ABOUT TO GET IN THE FACE OF ANGEL ONCE MORE WHEN...)
*’WEDDING NAILS’ – PORCUPINE TREE PLAYS*
(THE CROWD EXPLODE AS TREMERE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND WASTES NO TIME GETTING INTO THE RING. HE PUSHES PAST FALLEN ANGEL AND MAKES A BEELINE FOR MIKE MITCHELL.)
T: Consider it over...consider it over NOW!
(THE CROWD ARE QUIET WITH THE INTENSITY IN TREMERE'S VOICE.)
T: For the weeks leading up to Hard Steel 2008, I have sat in the back and listened...listened and heard the bullshit revolution you and your buddies have put forth. I mean you got Jonnah Street acting the class clown trying to get Headbutt McHaggis instated as CEO and nobody is questioning why a Revolution hasn't overthrown this prick and his cronies...
(CROWD POP.)
T: And the minute you got a chance to punk this piece of crap out, you come out here and whine about Rhys Pect...whine because your boy couldn't handle the pace! Thats not a leader Mike Mitchell...thats an excuse maker. I haven't made an excuse for 8 years I have been in the T.F.W.F., I have lived, I have bled, I have near on died for this business and unlike you Mitchell...my crew...my leadership is a movement of action NOT FUCKING WORDS!
(WITH THAT TREMERE TURNS AROUND AND PUNKS OUT FALLEN ANGEL ON THE SPOT! THE CROWD GO CRAZY. HE THEN GOES NOSE TO NOSE WITH MIKE MITCHELL AS THE T.F.W.F. SECURITY TEAM SURROUNDS RINGSIDE BEFORE THEY CAN DRAG EITHER MAN OUT, TREMERE UTTERS THESE WORDS...)
T: Right here and now...I call a VOTE OF NO CONFIDENCE IN YOUR LEADERSHIP!
(BOTH MEN ARE DRAGGED AWAY AS THE CROWD ARE CHEERING ON THEIR FEET.)
SC: Mike Mitchell came out here and wanted a piece of Fallen Angel, but it seems no longer are the troops happy in the Revolution camp as Tremere made it very very clear...what a start to Monday Mayhem!
SJ: And you noticed that coward Sebastian Cross was nowhere to be seen Scoop...nowhere at all!
[HYPE VIDEO: 'HARD STEEL 2008' AVAILBLE ON DVD FROM NEXT MONDAY.]
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Intense scenes at ringside earlier where it seems The Revolution against T.C.K. is now in splinters with Tremere calling for a vote of no confidence in the leadership of Mike Mitchell the last standing member of the Flawless Connection.
SJ: This is exactly what T.C.K. wants Scoop...and already its been proven...you either get beaten by them or you join them.
SC: Well right now we have a very special match indeed...straight from the VWF and the Aftershock 8 PPV, making his T.F.W.F. in ring debut, it's Savage Youth.
SJ: I hate him already...
Teh Savage Youth vs Scorpio
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'THE GREATEST MAN THAT EVER LIVED' - WEEZER PLAYS*
(CULT CROWD POP. SAVAGE YOUTH WALKS ONTO THE STAGE UP TO HIS USUAL ANTICS ON THE WAY TO THE RING.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Uncle Bunghole and Robbo Teddy...from somewhere cool...weighing in at 224 pounds...Savage Youth!!!
SC: Part of the talent exchange between the VWF and T.F.W.F. sees Savage Youth here for a couple of months applying his trade.
SJ: Talent exchange? I don't think this was ever agreed by Fallen Angel...
SC: I think you will find there are even people above the head of Fallen Angel in the T.F.W.F..
SJ: Jebus?
JH: And his opponent...
*'POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME' - DEF LEOPARD PLAYS*
(CROWD HEAT. IMAGES OF THE ARROGANT SCORPIO AND HIS WOMAN MILANA HRSUKA ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T. MONTAGED WITH SOME OF THE FINER MOVES FROM THE WRESTLERS MOVE SET. SCORPIO MAKES HIS WAY ONTO THE RAMP REMOVES HIS SHADES FAKES GIVING THEM TO A KID IN THE FRONT ROW AND CRUMPLES THEM IN HIS HAND LAUGHING AS HE DOES.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Milana Hrsuka...from London, England...weighing 215 pounds...Scorpio!!!
SC: So who can do this Snoop...Milana or Robbo Teddy?
SJ: Scoop theres a fucking homeless dude walking around the ringside area! Wait no thats Mahoney...
SC: Will you be serious!
FINISH...Two pretty evenely matched wrestlers battle back and forth. Savage Youth tries to get the crowd into this one, but when he builds his momentum, Scorpio finds a way to cut him off at every corner. The turning point in the match comes when Savage Youth hits a great front face drop kick with the crowd behind him he leaps onto the top rope looking to connect with an aerial move, but Milana shakes the ropes, despite Hobo attempting to grab her boobs its enough to have Youth fall from the top where Scorpio can lock him in a roll up with his feet on the ropes for the three.
Winner, via pinfall: Scorpio
Match Time: 8m20s
Match Rating: 3 Stars
After the match the celebrations of Scorpio and Milana are short lived as Robbo Teddy threatens to cut the fuck out of them. Savage Youth gets a standing ovation from the crowd in attendance as Hobo keeps begging Snoop for money.
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO FALLEN ANGEL IN HIS OFFICE HE HAS A BIG SIROLIN STEAK ON HIS EYE WHERE HE WAS WHACKED BY TREMERE EARLIER TONIGHT. THERE IS A KNOCK AT THE DOOR AND SANDY MAKEL WALKS INTO VIEW, THE CROWD IMMEDIATELY BOO THE HELL OUT OF HIM.)
FA: I am glad you could make it here tonight Sandy and I wanted to be the first to congratulate you on becoming the FIRST EVER Golden Ticket winner in the T.F.W.F..
SM: Well, I wanted to be the first to say to you Fallen Angel...when I become the World Champion...I will give you a shot at the gold.
(THE COCKY APPROACH OF MAKEL DOESN'T SETTLE WELL WITH THE FORMER CHAMPION AS HE EYES HIM WITH SOME MISTRUST. ANGEL PASSES A CIGAR TO MAKEL.)
FA: I just need to know one thing...when are you cashing in that ticket?
(MAKEL PAUSES FOR A MOMENT.)
SM: Good question...
(MAKEL THEN STANDS UP TO LEAVE, ANGEL CAN'T BELIEVE IT.)
FA: Well?
SM: A good poker player always keeps his cards close to his chest Mr. CEO...
(MAKEL IS ABOUT TO OPEN THE DOOR WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN HE SEES JAMES ONLEE STANDING THERE. THE CROWD FURTHER BOO THE HOUSE DOWN.)
FA: I think you better sit back down Mr. Makel.
(MAKEL NOT HAVING THIS PART OF THE PLAN IN MIND MOVES BACK TO THE SEAT AS ONLEE TAKES HIS USUAL PSEUDO WEIRDO POSE IN A CORNER OF THE ROOM. HE THEN REACHES INTO HIS POCKET AND REMOVES THE FAMED SANDY MAKEL DICE. THE CROWD CHEER KNOWING MAYBE MAKEL IS IN DEEP SHIT.)
SM: Give that back!
(ONLEE SHAKES HIS HEAD.)
FA: Favours are earned Mr. Makel...tell me your plans for the Golden Ticket and you can have your dice back...
(ONLEE STEPS FORWARD.)
JO: I never promised that...
(IT SEEMS FALLEN ANGEL'S OWN PLAN IS BECOMING UNDONE NOW AS ONLEE HAS ALL THE CARDS...)
FA: What!
JO: It occurried to me when you asked me to bring the dice to you Fallen Angel, it would be a sin for me to allow you to use this a black mailing device on Mr. Makel here...so I felt that before I hand anything over...I best ensure the Lord's best interests are taken care of as well.
FA: GOD?
(ONLEE APPROACHES THE DESK.)
JO: I am God...
(FALLEN ANGEL REALIZING HE NEEDS THE DICE SITS BACK ON HIS RECLINING OFFICE CHAIR.)
FA: What do you want then Onlee?
JO: I want what should have never been taken away from me at Hard Steel 2008...a shot at the Intercontinental title. You see your little Golden Ticket match...wasn't really part of my plan. My plan was simple...I was going to Hard Steel 2008 and walking out the Intercontinental Champion, but your devils pact with Dorian Wong...that upset me greatly Mr. Angel. My fate in life is controlled by destiny of the high power...and you...messed with my destiny. You are not MY GOD.
(ANGEL PAUSES FOR A MOMENT AND THEN NODS.)
FA: You want a shot at the Intercontinental title? Fine...at Autumn Annihilation 9, you can have your shot...now give me that DICE!
JO: I have your word?
FA: You have my verbal contract...
(ANGEL EXTENDS HIS HAND FOR THE DICE. ONLEE STEPS BACK AND ROLLS IT ON A SIDE TABLE. IT ROLLS A SNAKE EYES.)
JO: I am afraid to say that was odds Mr. Angel...it seems destiny has decided the dice stays with Mr. Makel.
(ONLEE FLIPS THE DICE TO MAKEL WHO CATCHES IT. ANGEL STANDS UP AND CALLS FOR SECURITY FEELING DUPED, BUT THERE IS NO NEED AS BOTH MEN LEAVE HAPPILY WITH THE CEO HAVING A HELL OF A LOT OF EGG ON HIS FACE.)
(ACTION CUTS BACKSTAGE TO MAHONEY MCMILLIAN AND GEORGIE NICKLES STANDING WITH BRANDON WATKINS, KENT CLARK AND EXILE FROM CIVIL UNREST THE CROWD ARE POPPING LIKE MAD IN THE ARENA.)
MM: Here stands the core group of the Revolution against T.C.K. none other than Civil Unrest...Georgie I have to ask, who will you and your friends be backing for the leader of this revolution now Tremere has indeed challenged that leadership?
GN: You know I find it kind of concerning Mahoney that we are here tonight wondering whats best for the revolution when in fact as the majority we don't have a person in the running to lead this collective group?
MM: Well many have begged the question of why you yourself haven't stepped up and challenged further both the positions of Mike Mitchell and now Tremere seeing as you say...you are the leader of Civil Unrest.
GN: I don't need a set of fancy words to make my...
(AS GEORGE IS ABOUT TO FINISH SPEAKING, PROJECT NOVA SAUTER INTO VIEW. THE CROWD GO CRAZY WITH HEEL HEAT. JAYDEN GRABS A MICROPHONE.)
JK: Thats right...I mean we all saw how Kirsta Lewis effectively handed your ass to you at the PPV Georgie...and of course...you know when you mess with T.C.K. you could go the way of the...well Pect...
(JAYDEN SMILES AS MANNY NODS WITH INTENSITY. BRANDON WATKINS STEPS UP.)
BW: What you assholes did to Pect was uncalled for...
JK: This is the T.F.W.F. kid...we don't sit around wishing each other the best. You heard Fallen Angel tonight...T.C.K. is living up to its name...its about results...and Pect being out of the T.F.W.F. was a result.
E: Personally, I would call Fallen Angel getting a black eye at the hands of Tremere a result too...
(MANNY GETS IN THE FACE OF EXILE WHO SMILES AND WINKS AT HIM.)
E: I think he is coming onto me...
(WATKINS AND CLARK LAUGH. KNIGHT IS NOT AMUSED.)
JK: You think this is some big joke do you...well let me put this out there for you. Which two of the famed Civil Unrest would have the balls to step up and challenge the greatest Tag Team in the history of the T.F.W.F. after seeing what we did to Pect? Huh?
(GEORGIE GETS INTO JAYDEN'S FACE.)
GN: When it comes to business...I have always been about leading from the front. So count me in!
BW: And me!
(WATKINS STEPS ALONGSIDE GEORGIE AS THE TWO LOOK AT PROJECT NOVA. JAYDEN SNICKERS.)
JK: Now this is going to be fun...
(ALL OF A SUDDEN ROADBLOCK COMES RUNNING INTO VIEW WITH A PAIR OF PANTS ON HIS HEAD SCREAMING 'YOU SUNK MY BATTLE SHIP'. THE NOVAS LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND LEAVE AS THE CROWD CAN BE HEARD CHEERING FOR THE BLOCKSTER IN THE BACKGROUND.)
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Georgie Nickles and Brandon Watkins forming a team to try and topple the Novas...how about that.
SJ: Yeah...two losers from Hard Steel...wow I am sure the Novas are shaking in their boots.
SC: Well, it hasn't been a good night for Fallen Angel now has it Snoop. It seems Onlee and Makel have been able to dupe the CEO of the T.F.W.F. and number one contender for the World title.
SJ: I refuse to comment on your shit stirring...
SC: Fine...well speaking of Tag Teams up next Black Death and Legion bring their legacy to the T.F.W.F. against the P.O.W..
Black Death/Xander Azula vs Ness/Randall Dylan
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'PERFECT STRANGERS' - DEEP PURPLE PLAYS*
(SMALL CROWD POP. MISTY EVANS WALKS ONTO THE STAGE FOLLOWED BY THE TEAM OF LEGION AND BLACK DEATH.)
JH: Making their way towards the ring accompanied by Misty Evans...at a total combined weight of 505 pounds...Xander 'Legion' Azula...and Black Death!!!
SC: A new combination of Tag Team Snoop here tonight in the debuting Azula alongside Black Death whom has made headways here in the T.F.W.F. since he debuted towards the close of the summer.
SJ: Well let me put is straight for them...they are taking on the North American Champion and one of the baddest men on the planet...P.O.W. just got interesting!
JH: And their opponents...
*'TERRA IN BLACK' - ALISEAN PLAYS*
(CROWD HEAT. NESS WALKS ONTO THE STAGE LIKE THE CAT THAT GOT THE CREAM. RANDALL DYLAN COMES OUT HOLDING HIS NORTH AMERICAN TITLE HIGH AND LOOKING LIKE A LOON, THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN APB EMERGES BEHIND THEM LOOKING VERY PLEASED WITH HIMSELF.)
JH: Making their way towards the ring accompanied by APB...at a total combined weight of 532 pounds...the DWIWF North American Champion...Randall Dylan...Ness...The Patriots of Wrestling!!!
SC: WOW! Statement of intent here tonight, APB injured at the hands of James Matthews at Hard Steel helping lead out his POW here tonight with its latest member Ness.
SJ: Don't mess with the Ness!
SC: How long have you been waiting to say that one?
FINISH...Despite the hype of the debut of the Tag Team it seems like Black Death is not here for this one as a lot of the focus falls on Legion to take up the slack. Dylan and Ness despite only teaming for a short time make short work of their opponents with a series of fluid tags and nice double team moves. The finish comes when Ness rugby tackles Legion off the apron, as Misty and APB get into an argument this leaves Randall Dylan with enough brains to nail the 'Dylan Driver' in the middle of the ring on Black Death picking up the three count and the win for his team.
Winners, via pinfall: Randall Dylan & Ness
Match Time: 9m03s
Match Rating: 3 Stars
After the match APB gets into the ring and looks to get on the microphone, already Ness can be seen rolling his eyes about another speech from APB, then from seemingly nowhere, Randall Dylan delivers a devastating big boot to the face of APB. Amanda comes rushing down to the ring, but Ness gets in her way seemingly holding her back from an onslaught from Randall Dylan which is immense. APB Holds up a hand calling for help as Dylan knocks him out for the count with the 'Dylan Driver'.
SC: What scenes here, Randall Dylan has snapped on Monday Mayhem and Amanda Bartsch can only watch as her man has been decimated in the middle of the ring.
SJ: It seems Randall Dylan wants nothing more to do with the P.O.W.. He needs some new theme music.
SC: Huh?
SJ: A remix of Saliva's song...'I stalk alone'
SC: Now what wrestler would have that as their theme song Snoop.
SJ: I get what you mean a completely over rated one more than likely and Dylan certainly is not overrated look at the devastation he has caused here tonight.
SC: Well, I hear Mahoney is backstage with Seth Black whom maybe can shed some light on this stunning turn of events!
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO APB BEING STRETCHERED OFF THE RINGSIDE AREA. SETH BLACK STANDS THERE SHAKING HIS HEAD, MAHONEY RUNS UP TO HIM.)
MM: Seth...what will the actions of the P.O.W. be now Randall Dylan has taken out APB?
SB: It's a sad day for the World of Wrestling Mahoney...sad to the core, but we move on...anyways...
MM: You don't seem overly upset?
SB: Inside...I am devastated, but APB wouldn't want me to shed tears...no he would want me to kick Randall Dylan out of the P.O.W. and move on with Ness to form a new P.O.W..
MM: So you have kicked Randall Dylan out of the P.O.W.?
SB: Who?
MM: Randall Dylan!
SB: Hang on...I need to make a phone call...
(SETH GETS OUT HIS PHONE AND DIALS A NUMBER.)
SB: Yeah hi...I want a set of badges saying joint leaders of P.O.W....Seth Black and Ness...and also some recruitment posters.
(SETH SEES MAHONEY STILL LOOKING AT HIM AND HANGS UP.)
SB: WHAT!
MM: Randall Dylan...
SB: Yeah up the Jacksons were better without Randy...
MM: Are you even listening to a word I am saying!
SB: Can you send the car to pick me a Ness up...we wanna hit the town.
(BLACK ACTUALLY TIPS MAC TWO DOLLARS...THEN HE TAKES ONE BACK AND WALKS OFF AS THE REPORTER IS LEFT STUNNED.)
(ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO JOSE RAMON STANDING WITH KURT DAWSON.)
KD: Jose...how are you feeling...
(RAMON LOOKS AT KURT LIKE A REAL SORE LOSER.)
JR: Like its time to be a little stinker...
KD: Huh?
JR: I have been wayyy to nice about this whole Christinia and Exile thing...well NO MORE KURT!
(JOSE WALKS OFF AS EXILE IS ABOUT TO WALK INTO THE AREA. JOSE PASSES WIND.)
E: What the hell!
KD: I guess thats what he meant by being a little stinker...
E: Huh?
KD: Nevermind...
(RINGSIDE.)
SC: Exile and Jose Ramon once more takes another turn Snoop...and how about Seth Black confusing Mahoney with a valet?
SJ: My wife once confused him with me, she even slept with him! Ha! How about that...
SC: Yeah...I am sure thats what happened.
SJ: Course I have a much larger penis than Mahoney...
SC: (ignoring Snoop) Brandon Watkins sent a message with Georgie Nickles tonight to Project Nova, but right now its down to Aaron Roberts a man who has spent the last few months recovering from "injury" with his sights still set on the North American title...
Brandon Watkins vs Aaron Roberts
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDRAYNE PLAYS*
(DECENT CROWD HEAT. A SILKY SNAKE CAN BE SEEN ON THE T.A.T. COMING OUT OF A WOVEN BASKET. THE WORDS AARON ROBERTS APPEAR WITH THE SIGNATURE COBRA SIGN AND A FEW ROBERTS MOVES.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Gloucester, England...weighing 246 pounds...'The Cobra' Aaron Roberts!!!
SC: Roberts told us he hasn't given up his dream of winning that North American title Snoop...
SJ: A man who has fought his way back from the crippled exsistence of that finger nail to be here tonight...it brings a warm feeling to me.
JH: And his opponent...
*'GHOST OF YOU' - MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE PLAYS*
(SMALL CROWD POP. WATKINS WALKS OUT FROM THE BACK THROUGH A SHOWER OF SILVER SPARKS FALLING DOWN FROM THE TA-TRON. HE MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP, HOLDING HIS FIST IN THE AIR AND NODDING HIS HEAD AT THE FANS NEARBY. HE SLIDES INTO THE RING AND CLIMBS TO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE, HE RAISES HIS FIST HIGH IN THE AIR AGAIN FOR EVERYONE TO SEE.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Phoenix, Arizona...weighing 235 pounds...Brandon Watkins!!!
SC:I have to commend Brandon Watkins for standing up to Project Nova earlier tonight. It could be one of those fairy tale endings if he and Georgie can topple the duo.
SJ: I don't think Brandon Watkins has ever read a book in his life. He gets confused by his own name tag at K-Mart.
SC: Will you stop!
FINISH...Up and till now the best match of the night. Roberts and Watkins put a nice show on back and forth with Watkins taking the early advantage. Roberts as usual plays up to the referee hitting the floor like he has been shot claiming once more something is wrong with his guitar finger. As the referee backs Watkins off concerned, Roberts then kicks Watkins straight in the nuts, Watkins bends over and like a snake, Aaron hits the 'AGR' with force from nowhere, covering Watkins for the three count.
Winner, via pinfall: Aaron Roberts
Match Time: 10m20s
Match Rating: 3.5 Stars
(T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.)
(T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIALS.)
SC: Welcome back from the commercials folks, well we have had wild ride of wrestling tonight and it's about to get wilder. We saw earlier it go down between Jose and Exile and Kirsta and Kent will also be up for this one. Its them next!
Kent Clark/Exile vs Kirsta Lewis/Jose Ramon
(BELL RINGS.)
JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...
*'SONIC BOOM' PLAYS*
(CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SHOWS AN IMAGE OF MARIO RUNNING ALONG A SCREEN JUMPING IN THE AIR AND GRABBING COINS WHEN HE SMASHES THOSE BLOCKS. HE GETS HIMSELF A MUSHROOM AND GROWS REALLY BIG AS THE WORDS 'KENT "8-BIT KID" CLARK' APPEAR ON THE T.A.T.. CLARK COMES RUNNING OUT ONTO STAGE LIKE SONIC THE HEDGE HOG BEFORE BOUNDING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING PRACTICING VARIOUS STREET FIGHTER AND MORTAL KOMBAT MOVES.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from San Diego, California...weighing 215 pounds...'The 8-Bit Kid' Kent Clark!!!
SC: Kent has made it clear he can run for that North American title still.
SJ: Kent also thinks plumbers can save the world...
JH: And his partner...
*'THE GOODLIFE' - KAYNE WEST PLAYS*
(DECENT REACTION. A SILOUETTE OF A STRIPPER DANCING ON A POLE SHOWS ON THE T.A.T.. THE WORDS 'WELCOME TO MY WORLD...EXILE' FLY UNDERNEATH. EXILE COMES OUT AND SPINS ON THE STAGE. HE TIPS HIS BOWLER HAT IN THE DIRECTION OF THE RING AND WALKS WITH AUTHORITY WITH A BIG ASS GRIN ON HIS FACE.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...weighing 190 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion...Exile!!!
SC: The crowd loving their new LHW Champion Snoop!
SJ: Fucking Canadians...
JH: And their opponents...
*'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS*
(BIG HEEL HEAT. THE WORDS 'JEALOUS...YOU SHOULD BE' FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T.. JOSE RAMON COCKILY WALKS ONTO THE STAGE ACKNOWLEDGING THE FANS IN HIS EGO DRIVEN STYLE BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.)
JH: Making his way towards the ring from Los Angeles, California...weighing 195 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion…Jose Ramon!!!
SC: Ramon wants nothing more than to reclaim that LHW Championship and restore 'his family'
SJ: I am just concerned about the fact Exile is STILL Using Ramon's gimmick and likeness. He even has Ramon's belt.
SC: He won that you idiot!
JH: And his partner…
*'ANIMALS' - NICKELBACK PLAYS*
(MASSIVE HEEL HEAT. A PICTURE OF A CAT HEAD ENGULFED IN FLAMES IS SHOWN ALONG WITH A MONTAGE OF SEXY POSES OF LEWIS. KIRSTA WALKS OUT AND SIMULATES HER FINISHER BEFORE WALKING TO THE RING INTENSLEY.)
JH: Making her way towards the ring from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida...weighing 130 pounds...she is the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Kirsta Lewis!!!
SC: Kirsta looking for new challenges after HS08' but the vicious Hell Cat certainlty rubbed salt in the wounds post match with Georgie.
SJ: Nobody can touch Kirsta Lewis...thats a fact Scoop.
FINISH...A fantastic contenst back and forth showcasing the talents of the T.F.W.F.'s lighter divisions with some of its premier talent on display. More corkscrews than ten bottles of wine as the crowd are really into this match with the effort that has gone in. Ramon and Lewis seem to have their opponents licked, but nobody could count on the resolve of Kent Clark making a leaping tag to the fresh Exile, the Light-Heavyweight Champion continues his roll from the PPV hitting a springing drop kick on his two opponents. Clark then stops Ramon from planting Exile further and Ex is able to hit the 'Outcast' on Kirsta and grab the big W for his team.
Winners, via pinfall: Exile & Kent Clark
Match Time: 11m23s
Match Rating: 4 Stars