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Sunday 4th July 2009- Washington D.C. - Verizon Centre |
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(PYROS EXPLODE ACROSS THE ARENA AS THE CROWD ARE ELECTRIC WITH EXCITEMENT. VARIOUS INDEPENDENCE DAY COLOURS ARE ALSO ON SHOWN GETTING A FESITIVE FEEL TO THE EVENT. THE CAMERA PICKS UP SOME OF THE SIGNS IN THE ARENA WHICH READ. ‘EARL IS WILLY WANKER’, ‘CROSS SHALL SURVIVE AGAIN’ AND ‘HONDO ME UP BABY’. FINALLY THE CAMERA SETTLES ON SCOOP AND SNOOP AT RINGSIDE.) SC: In 2000 this event became the first ever new PPV outside of the big four of the T.F.W.F. and its name came about because of the dependence that both T.F.W.F. legends Pimp In and Naldo would have to put on each other to get to their eventual World title finale. Tonight...each man and woman in this PPV will be depending on different things to get what they want Snoop... SJ: I am depending on that porn tape of me and Jimmy Simpson gang banging Painz never surfacing... SC: ... SJ: What? Oh wait... SC: Anyway, tonight we have of course a triple threat match the World has been waiting for, fresh on the fall out of D.O.G. 2010, Sebastian Cross will defend the belt against Viktor Kovalenko the man who has only ever tapped once in a T.F.W.F. ring and yet find nobody still can pin his shoulders to the mat and his other opponent the former 8 time World Heavyweight Champion...the legend...the bar in which every wrestler looks to attain...Fallen Angel. Snoop are you excited? SJ: ... SC: SNOOP! SJ: Sorry, I was just wondering if ‘One Day in Jimmy’ has been copyrighted... SC: ... SJ: What? SC: Nevermind...listen folks we are going straight into action now...in the true fashion of depending on other wrestlers...to walk away with the DWIWF North American and T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Championships...that what these wrestlers are going to have to do... DEPEND ON YOU MATCH - DWIWF North American & T.F.W.F. LHW Championships Masked Marvel/Chester Addison vs Jose Ramon/Latrisha vs Ash Wilson/Riley Kendrick vs Legion/Kent Clark vs Domingo Cruz/Dragon Demonico (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is the 'Depend On You' Match for the DWIWF North American and T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Championships... *'FAINT' - LINKIN PARKPLAYS* (SMALL CROWD HEAT. 'FUTURE OF WOMEN COMPETITORS' FLIES ACROSS THE TRON. A GRAFFITI BASED SET OF IMAGES COME ON IN CONJUNCTION WITH ASH'S FINISHING MOVES. SHE WALKS TO THE RING AFTER THROWING ONE ARM IN THE AIR TO CELEBRATE HER ARRIVAL.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from New York, New York...weighing 163 pounds...Ash Wilson!!! SC: Sexy and sassy and very deadly in the ring Snoop. SJ: I feel like whacking one out under the table right now! SC: ... JH: Introducing... *'BAD MOTHERF*KER PART 2' - ALI PLAYS* (SMALL CROWD POP. "SENSATION" COMES ON THE TRON AS KENDRICK WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE THROWS UP A DOUBLE DEVIL HORN SIGN AND WALKS TO THE RING..) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Cinncinati, Ohio...weighing 225 pounds...Riley Kendrick!!! SC: There is a lot of excitement surrounding this guy Snoop... SJ: Have you mistaken excitement for odour... JH: Introducing... *'EMER-GENT-CY - THE GREENERY PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. LEGION WALKS ONTO THE STAGE ALONGSIDE A SET OF CHURCH OF ONLEE FOLLOWERS. THE DEPART AS HE MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Long Beach, California...weighing 240 pounds...Legion!!! SC: Former holder of that Light-Heavyweight Championship and he would like nothing more than to prove Ornery Hillman's recruitment was a wise investment. SJ: Ornery knows in Legion he has someone who needs a bit of grooming, but he can take him to the next level. JH: Introducing... *'I PUT ON' - KYLE LEE PLAYS* (SMALL CROWD HEAT. "2...1...0" COMES ON THE TRON AS CRUZ WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. A VIDEO MONTAGE OF HIS HIGH FLYING EXPLOITS IS SHOWN AS HE WALKS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from San Antonio, Texas...weighing 215 pounds...Domingo Cruz!!! SC: Cruz has been on fire since he came into the T.F.W.F.. SJ: He's Texas brand fire starter baby! JH: Introducing... *'LIGHTS OUT' - BREAKING BENJAMIN PLAYS* (SMALL CROWD POP. AN IMAGE OF A DRAGON CAN BE SEEN ON THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON. RED PUFFS OF PYROS EXPLODE AS DEMONICO WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND THEN WALKS TO THE RING FOCUSED.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Windsor, Ontario, Canada...weighing 195 pounds...Dragon Demonico!!! SC: The high flying expertise of the Dragon Master... SJ: Ha! You just gave him the gayest nickname ever! JH: Introducing... *'KEEPS GETTING BETTER' - CHRISTINIA AGUILLERA PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. AN IMAGE OF A SPORTS CAR IS SHOWN ON THE TRON WITH THE WORD 'MISS PERFECTION' ETCHED INTO IT BEFORE THE SCREEN SHATTERS AND IMAGES OF LATRISHA DISHING OUT PUNISHMENT ARE SHOWN. SHE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE, PULLS OFF A SEXY POSE AND THEN WALKS TO THE RING LOOKING DETERMINED.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada...weighing 127 pounds...Latrisha!!! SC: Ash Wilson has been very vocal in her lack of respect for one of the pioneers of the Women's division in wrestling...Latrisha. SJ: I dont believe that. Ash has a great rack and a nice ass...Latrisha is the newsest resident of saggyville...she's just jealous. JH: Introducing... *'BORN IN THE USA' - BRUCE SPRINGSTEIN PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. A USA FLAG FLYS ONTO THE TRON WITH A PICTURE OF A SPINNING MASK OF THE MASKED MARVEL IN FULL VIEW. HE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND ADDRESSES THE CROWD WITH LITTLE INTEREST.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Metroville, USA...weighing 225 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion...Masked Marvel!!! SC: Two time federation Light-Heavyweight Champion in such a short space of time as well Snoop. SJ: Politics is a powerful thing baby! JH: Introducing... *'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS* (CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SPRINGS TO LIFE, SHOWING IMAGES OF THE SMIRKING FACE OF JOSE RAMON AS THE WORDS 'JEALOUS? YOU SHOULD BE' FLASH BY. RAMON STRUTS OUT, PAUSING ON THE RAMP TO GESTURE TO HIMSELF WITH DOUBLE THUMBS AS PYROS ERUPT FROM THE STAGE BEFORE HEADING TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California... weighing 195 lbs... 'The Epitome of Entertainment' Jose Ramon!!! SC: Now the highflying expertise required for this sort of match is exactly what Jose is capable of doing Snoop. SJ: He is also capable of allowing most this crowd to plow his sister with little consequence. SC: WILL YOU STOP! JH: Introducing... *'ENTERTAINMENT' - RISE AGAINST PLAYS* (CROWD POP. A UNION JACK FLASHES ACROSS THE TRON THEN THE WORDS 'QUEEN, COUNTRY, MONEY'. CHESTER ADDISON WALKS OUT ONTO THE STAGE AND THEN HEADS DOWN TO THE RING WITH A FOCUSED LOOK ON HIS FACE) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from London, England...weighing 224 pounds...he is the DWIWF North American Champion...Chester Addison!!! SC: Like Marvel its his gold on the line tonight Snoop... SJ: Yeah and its going to be a loser like him that could hurt Marvel's chances! JH:l And finally... *'SONIC BOOM' PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. SONIC BOOM BEGINS TO PLAY AS KENT CLARK SPRINTS OUT THE BACK, AND SPRINTS TOWARDS THE RING FASTER THAN SONIC THE HEDGEHOG.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from San Diego, California...weighing in at 215 pounds...'The Eight Bit Bid' Kent Clark!!! SC: Here comes Kent! SJ: There goes any reason for people to watch this show... SC: WILL YOU STOP! The beginning of the match sees fast and furious action and as soon as the bell rings all of the competitors go at it. Immediately Legion and Marvel brawl in the middle of the ring with clearly no love lost after the Death or Glory encounter. Likewise Addison and Clark trade shots with Clark nailing a particularly nasty spinning wheel kick to send Addison back into a German suplex by Cruz as Demonico dropkicks Clark into the turnbuckles and rolls him up... 1... 2... Jose Ramon drags Demonico off and plants him with a gutbuster as he and Latrisha settle back, watching the rest in the match and commenting on what they see. Kendrick and Wilson start the match off as solid partners surprisingly as they team up on Clark to bring him down with a double suplex, followed by a nasty bow and arrow hold by Wilson which is finished off by Kendrick dropping a senton over Clark's chest. Addison manages to almost win it as he takes Legion down with a huge clothesline, only for Latrisha to break up the pin and run Addison into Wilson for a big clash of the heads. Addison and Wilson then end up outside the ring trading shots back and forth before Demonico goes up top and leaps off with a huge crossbody into both of them!!! The three on the outside then get to their feet as Kendrick throws himself over the top rope into the ringside area, taking down the group. They stand once more as Latrisha and Ramon run off the ropes and leap onto the group with stereo suicide dives! Back in the ring Legion's able to bring Marvel down with a big backbreaker, and he drops Cruz with a neckbreaker. As the six on the outside slowly stand Ash Wilson runs at the ropes, looking to fly -- but stops and spins right into a roaring elbow, 'Dust to Dust' on Legion! Legion hits the mat as Wilson covers... one... two... LATRISHA BREAKS IT UP!!! SJ: High action start as that jealous old lady beats up on Ash Wilson... man... Ash can elbow me some day. SC: Wilson's a vicious young woman, I think that elbow would probably knock you out Snoop. SJ: Shutup, your voice is ruining my enjoyment of Ash... The middle of the match sees the action continue as Cruz is able to bring Addison down with a big spear, only for Marvel to drop Cruz with a back suplex and walk straight into a hurricanrana by Ramon that sends Marvel into Latrisha's grasp for a crucifix DDT. The crowd cheer massively as Latrisha raises an arm, only for Riley Kendrick to leap off the top rope with an over castle neckbreaker and cover her... one... two... thr-- Dragon Demonico with the boot to Kendrick's back as he drags him up and roundhouse kicks him right into a fireman's lift by Addison. Addison spins Kendrick out for the Final Notice but Kendrick's able to counter it right into a facebuster! Kent Clark then runs at Kendrick, landing a shining wizard and he lifts Kendrick up, looking for the Dragon Punch, but Kendrick manages to counter with a small package... one... two... Domingo Cruz saves it this time as he lifts Kendrick up right into a massive belly to belly suplex smashing him into Ash Wilson!!! The crowd boo Cruz' move on Kendrick, but can't help applauding the move into the cocky Wilson as she gets to her feet and Kendrick stands. Wilson spins him around and shouts at him for hitting her, and Kendrick desperately pleads that he couldn't help it. Wilson scowls before spinning - DUST TO DUST TO HER OWN PARTNER!!! Kendrick hits the mat and Wilson climbs out of the ring, walking up the ramp and out of the match!!! The arena begins to chant 'nah nah hey hey goodbye' at her as she leaves, but back in the ring Latrisha is able to drop a leg over Kendrick's throat and she covers... one... two... Marvel drags her off right into a swinging neckbreaker! SC: Masked Marvel saving his and Addison's titles here... it's that depend on you element that makes this match so intriguing. SJ: Guess Kendrick couldn't depend on Wilson... but Wilson can sure depend on me! SC: … The finish comes as the nine remaining in the ring begin to brawl, trading shots at one another as they try and get the momentum. As they fight nobody notices Cruz climbing to the top rope, a sight very rare in the big guy, and as the remaining eight are going at it Cruz leaps off with a huge cannon ball into all of them!!! They hit the mat and Domingo Cruz staggers as Clark runs, dropping down with the Dragon Punch as Cruz hits the mat hard, and Clark springs to his feet right into a Final Notice by Addison! Addison turns as Jose Ramon blasts him with the Take Five superkick, only to then be nailed with the Xacto by Legion! Legion slowly stands as Demonico hooks him - Dragon Spike! The arena cheers as Demonico goes to cover, but he doesn't spot Riley Kendrick as he leaps off with his signature shooting star leg drop, the Burning Sky, to the back of Demonico's head! Kendrick raises an arm, turning - MARVEL BUSTER BY THE MASKED MARVEL!!! Marvel sees his chances as he goes to cover, but out of nowhere gets caught - ABSOLUTE PERFECTION BY LATRISHA!!! Latrisha covers Marvel... one... some of the others leap... two... they try to break it... three! Latrisha scores the win and the belts for her and Ramon! Winners, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. Light Heavyweight Champion and NEW T.F.W.F. North American Champion: Jose Ramon and Latrisha SC: She did it! Latrisha picks up her first singles gold with the North American Championship, and Jose Ramon scores yet another Light Heavyweight reign! SJ: Wouldn't have happened if Ash was still here... SC: Well I think few can say that wasn't a brilliant match showcasing the best the LHW and North American divisions have to offer! Jose and Latrisha pose with the belts as it seems their alliance is even more stronger... (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO JOEL BRYANT STANDING THERE HOLDING THE INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP. BETH MCCAIN STANDS THERE LOOKING TO INTERVIEW.) BM: Joel, tonight you face a very interesting challenge...the man who brutally attacked you after your much anticipated match with Viktor Kovalenko, Shane Anderson, the newest member of TCK...and of course a man who you have got a lot of respect for in Jack Hondo. How do you mentally prepare to face friend and foe... (BRYANT IS ABOUT TO ANSWER, WHEN HANNIBAL CAGE WALKS INTO VIEW.) HC: Please...don’t mind me...I am just well...relaxing... (BRYANT EYES CAGE WITH SOME INTEREST AND THEN GOES TO SPEAK.) HC: Wait...let me stop you right there Joel Bryant. I just wanna ask you a question...how much is your contract with the T.F.W.F.? JB: What? HC: I want to know how lucrative your contract is with the T.F.W.F.? JB: Sorry...I am trying to do an interview here, you do understand that right? (CAGE SMILES FOR A MOMENT AS JOEL TURNS AROUND SLIGHTLY TO FACE BETH ONCE MORE. CAGE THEN PUTS HIS HAND INSIDE HIS JEANS AND REMOVES A SET OF BRASS KNUCKLES AND SLAMS THEM INTO BRYANT’S BACK.) HC: JUST IN CASE YOU DIDNT KNOW...I AM HANNIBAL CAGE... (CAGE WALKS OFF AS BRYANT IS LEFT HOLDING THE BACK OF HIS HEAD ON THE FLOOR.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: That snake Hannibal Cage brutally attacked Joel Bryant for no God damn reason Snoop. SJ: Hey, Joel Bryant was not showing enough respect for Hannibal Cage and his big fat T.F.W.F. contract...and now Joel Bryant will know in future never turn your back on Hannibal Cage... SC: Well, up next two teams who have taken the T.F.W.F. Tag Team division a new direction...The One Ring Circus defend the belts against Old School Style...it’s for the gold and its next folks, lets go to Jaycee... T.F.W.F. Tag Team Championship Match: The One Ring Circus vs Old School Style (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Championships... *'WHAT' - ROB ZOMBIE PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD HEAT. APB WALKS ONTO THE STAGE FLANKED BY MOSS AND JORDAN OF OLD SCHOOL STYLE. THEIR FAMED TRON VIDEO PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND AS THE THREE MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE RING WITH PURPOSE.) JH: Making their way towards the ring accompanied by their trainer APB...at a total combined weight of 464 pounds...Adam Moss...Sean Jordan...Old School Style!!! SC: What factor will APB play tonight Snoop? SJ: Well he isn't too old for X Factor...did you see that old woman last year? SC: ... JH: And their opponents... *'WAKE UP' - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. ORNERY HILLMAN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE FLANKED BY RUCKUS AND MDK. THE THREE MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE RING READY FOR ACTION.) JH: Making their way towards the ring accompanied by Ornery Hillman...at a total combined weight of 515 pounds...they are the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions...Ryan Ruckus...MDK...The One Ring Circus!!! SC: Legion couldn't bring home gold earlier on tonight, but maybe a retain of the titles here would sooth Ornery Hillman. SJ: This team is very deadly Scoop...very deadly. The beginning of the match sees Ryan Ruckus start out in the ring for the champions against Adam Moss, and R2 is quick to circle around the ring, sizing up his larger opponent, before moving in for a tie-up. The strength of Moss soon becomes evident, as Ruckus finds himself pushed back a couple of steps, before being bodily thrown into the turnbuckle. Moss charges in, looking for a clothesline as R2 steps out from the corner, but the co-champion ducks it, and as the challenger stumbles forward he gets hold of him and rams his head into the turnbuckle before throwing him out of the corner and executing a perfect dropkick that takes Moss to the Mat. For the next few moments, Ruckus presses his advantage, not giving Moss any time to set himself as he tries to get back to his feet, first delivering a couple of quick punches then dropping the challenger again with a slick Russian Leg Sweep, before taking the opportunity to tag in MDK. The big Englishman moves in, showing off his own impressive power by hoisting Moss in the air and holding a vertical suplex for a good ten seconds before crashing down to the canvas, leaving Moss arching his back in pain from the landing. MDK gets to his feet, wasting no motion at all, as he waits for Moss to get to his hands and knees before dropping down and bringing an elbow arcing down into the back of the challenger’s neck. MDK stands up again, and backs away a couple of steps, before turning and running, looking to come off the ropes. His movement, however, brings him a little too close to Sean Jordan, and the other half of Old School Style slyly delivers a kick to the lower back of the ORC member, breaking his momentum and causing MDK to turn and angrily lash out a fist at Jordan, who dodges it nimbly by dropping off the apron and delivering a cocky “come get me” taunt. MDK looks at him, then hears a warning shout from Ruckus which comes a moment too late, as Moss, now somewhat recovered, drops a huge double ax-handle smash between MDK’s shoulder blades, taking advantage of his distraction. Jordan quickly hops back up onto the apron in time to take the tag. Old School Style use the transition to take advantage, double teaming MDK and leaving him on the mat before the referee makes Moss step out of the ring. SC: Old School Style taking early advantage here, thanks to some cheap tactics from Jordan. SJ: I believe they call it teamwork. SC: You also believe in the tooth fairy. SJ: HE’S REAL! I TELL YOU! I SAW HIM! SC: I keep telling you, it was just Crème de la Crème at the Christmas party… The middle of the match sees the challengers making full use of their gained advantage. Sean Jordan using his high speed repertoire to great effect. As soon as Moss leaves the ring, he bounds to the top rope and catches MDK rising with a flying clothesline, then bounces straight to his feet and comes off the ropes before dropping an elbow across MDK’s chest. Jordan, showing off his cocky side, goes for a slack pin that barely draws a tow count before MDK kicks out. Jordan, however, returns to his feet once more, and catches MDK as he tries to get to his feet with a running neck breaker. Jordan follows that up by making a tag to Moss, who enters the ring and puts on a show of power of his own, picking up MDK and slinging him across his shoulder before driving him down into the mat with a power slam. Once again, Moss pulls MDK to his feet, throwing him unceremoniously into the Old School Style corner and following up with a running shoulder block, then firing off another quick tag, bringing his livewire partner back into the fray again, who climbs straight to the top rope and flies off with a high cross body, with his holds for the pin attempt. Only two, though, and MDK tries to follow up breaking the pin with a counter, throwing punches and staggering Jordan, knocking him back towards the corner. Unfortunately for the co-champ, the corner he knocks Jordan into is his own, and an illegal forearm from Moss staggers MDK backwards, much to the ire of Ruckus and Hillman both, who begin protesting. However, while the referee deals with that, Moss just doles out more punishment and takes a tag, re-entering the ring while Jordan slides out and away from danger. The referee disengages from Ruckus’ protests just in time to see Moss deliver a bone-jarring backbreaker to MDK and go for the pin. But for the third time in quick succession, MDK breaks the count at 2. Once again, Moss and Jordan go for the quick tag, and this time Moss pulls up and holds MDK as Jordan goes to the top rope. However, finding some reserves, MDK manages to get out of the way and pull Moss into the firing line of Jordan’s Missile Dropkick. Moss drops, and Jordan, thrown off, lands awkwardly, giving MDK a chance to start heading for his corner, with Ruckus shouting encouragement and stamping his foot on the mat to egg him on. Jordan is the first half of Old School Style to recover, and he heads across, trying to break up the tag, but to no avail, as he manages to lay a hand on MDK, MDK stretches out and makes the tag to R2, who comes in hot as hell, laying out Jordan with a big clothesline and catching the rising Moss with a high knee to the face, before turning back to Jordan again and delivering a picture perfect dropkick that knocks him down and out of the ring, before returning to his feet and running past Moss, off the ropes, and returning to dole out a huge bulldog. Ruckus, in full flow, immediately bounces back up and goes for the ropes hitting his “Recap” version of the Lionsault and going for the pin… but there’s no count, and Ruckus looks at the referee and starts shouting the odds, distracted and unaware of Jordan, who returns to the ring, comes up behind him, and hits him with a reverse DDT. SC: No pincount from the referee, because Jordan was the legal man and Moss wasn’t! Ruckus has been stopped in his tracks just as ORC began to take control! SJ: Look at Ornery Hillman! He’s dancing around! He wants Old School Style to win! SC: I think that’s more frustration than Joy, Snoop SJ: No wonder he’s frustrated, looking like that… The finish of the match sees Jordan immediately go for the pin on the stunned R2, however Ruckus manages to break the count. Immediately, Jordan drags him to his feet and whips him into the ropes, but Ruckus ducks the clothesline attempt and keeps running only to find himself tripped by Moss, who had rolled out of the ring during the pin attempt. Almost immediately, all hell breaks loose as MDK, having recovered from the earlier work, bolts round the ring and goes after Moss on the outside, trading blows with him. Inside the ring, Jordan gets to his feet in time to walk right into a spinning heel kick from Jordan, who gets up and immediately heads for the top turnbuckle. With Ruckus down, Jordan sets himself and comes off the top, looking for a Frog Splash, only to find himself landing across the pulled up knees of R2. Jordan rolls off the co-champion, and R2 rolls to his front, pushing himself to his knees. MDK, meanwhile, has gotten the better of Moss in the physical exchange, driving him back into the guard rail. Hillman shouts his man on the outside, and MDK spins around and jumps up onto the apron, just as Ruckus runs across, exchanging a tag with his ORC team-mate in the same movement as he flies over the ropes, coming down on top of Moss with a suicide dive. As he does that, MDK climbs into the ring and charges Jordan just as he returns to his feet, catching The Old School Style member with a vicious “Hellshot” and going for the pin. With Ruckus and Moss down on the outside, there’s no help for Jordan, as the referee counts 1...2...3! Winners, via pinfall and STILL T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions: The One Ring Circus Ruckus and MDK stand there for a moment and hold their titles in the air as Ornery stands between them. The music plays as both men look down at Old School Style. APB is in the ring looking to make a nuisance of himself towards the end. MDK grabs him and throws him to Ruckus who nails Bartsch with the 'Directors Cut'. SC: The One Ring Circus proving to be a force here once again Snoop...and I think Ornery Hillman has got his feet firmly under the table in the T.F.W.F.. SJ: The T.F.W.F. has sat up and taken notice tonight Scoop... (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO MICHAEL THUNDER STANDING WITH MAHONEY MCMILLIAN.) MM: No fan fair...no frills...here I stand with Michael Thunder the man who tonight could prove you don’t need all of the above to earn a chance here in the T.F.W.F.. A man if he wins the Golden Ticket match books a chance to face the World Champion at any time of his choosing. Michael...what pressure are you going through tonight? MT: I guess when the world looks at me Mahoney, they see a man who is broken down, who has one more shot at glory, one more chance to go to the dance...I proved on Mayhem I was capable of competing in the T.F.W.F. and tonight I will prove that I am... (THUNDER IS CUT OFF AS JOEY LUPINO WALKS INTO VIEW. THE CROWD IN ATTENDANCE GO WILD TO SEE JOEY L. AS HE STANDS THERE.) MT: Can I help you? JL: Yeah...you know this whole sob story of yours Thunder...doesn’t wash with me. Your last chance...hell there are a thousand wrestlers alone in the T.F.W.F. who had one chance and didn’t take it. These fans here tonight...they don’t care about Michael Thunder’s legacy...they care about the men who have made the T.F.W.F. great. (LUPINO GOES TO LEAVE WHEN THUNDER SHOUTS BACK.) MT: And yet weren’t you helping train the PWR around this time last year... (LUPINO STOPS IN HIS TRACKS AS THE ‘OHHHS’ CAN BE HEARD AS JOEY SPINS AROUND.) JL: You know Mikey...have they ever told you what I use to do before I became a wrestler? (THUNDER PAUSES FOR A MOMENT.) MT: Now who’s living on past legacies... (THUNDER GOES TO WALK OFF, LUPINO SPINS HIM AROUND AND THE TWO GO NOSE TO NOSE LIKE BULLS.) JL: Anytime...any place... MT: Be careful what you wish for... (THE TWO SEPERATE AND GO THEIR OPPOSITE WAYS.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Intense scenes backstage...as Joey Lupino who incidentally is up next gets into it with Michael Thunder. SJ: Hot headed Lupino again Scoop...just another reason he won’t win the gold tonight. T.F.W.F. European Championship Match Phenom (c) vs Joey Lupino vs Aaron Roberts (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. European Championship... *DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDVAYNE PLAYS* (ROBERTS WALKS OUT AND POSES ON THE RAMP WHILST THE TAT SHOWS OFF HIS SIGNATURE MOVES. ROBERTS ADMIRES HIMSELF ON THE SCREEN BEFORE HEADING FOR THE RING.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from Gloucester, England...weighing 246 pounds... Aaron 'The Cobra' Roberts!!! SC: Cobra said he was looking to bring some gold back to DS tonight... SJ: That might explain why he was carrying around a treasure map backstage earlier... JH: And his opponent... *'BULLET IN THE HEAD' - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP AND WOMEN WOLF WHISTLING. JOEY LUPINO WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AS HIS TRON VIDEO BULLET SPRAYS HIS NAME ABOVE HIM. HE WALKS TO THE RING AS VARIOUS MAFIA IMAGES AND HIM WRESTLING ARE SHOWN ON HIS TRON VIDEO.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from, New York, New York...weighing 235 pounds...Joey Lupino!!! SC: Joey Lupino is no slouch in this division and has held the belt before Snoop...twice. SJ: Probably whacked someone to get it... SC: WILL YOU STOP! JH: And their opponent... *’BODIES’ – DROWNING POOL PLAYS* (PHENOM EMERGES FROM THE BACK AS IMAGES OF STREET BRAWLS AND RIOTS ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T..) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from New York City, New York…weighing 298 pounds…he is the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Phenom!!! SC: No love lost between these three men and well...I dont think Phenom loves anyone. SJ: Scoop, he doesnt even love Desert Sex's cat Mittens McVogue...he is that cold hearted. SC: ... The beginning of the match sees fan-favorite Joey Lupino going right for former stablemate and current European champion, Phenom. No love lost here as Lupino's strike-heavy offense and Phenom's granite chin collide, leading to an all-out brawl in the middle of the ring with the ever-elusive Cobra biding his time by one of the turnbuckles. Lupino with a good chain of body shots before running the ropes and snapping off an impressive-looking Yakuza kick that catches Phenom right on the temple. The big man doesn't fall however, leaving Lupino to run the ropes again. This time he comes back with a forceful forearm that staggers the "New York Nightmare" even more, now, and as Lupino runs the ropes one more time, it's Aaron Roberts who pulls the top rope down -- sending Lupino tumbling out to the floor! Substantial crowd heat for Roberts who laughs it off before running towards Phenom, who instead catches him with ring-shaking "Black Hole Slam!" Cobra screaming in pain and clutching at his back as the audience laughs at Roberts' current predicament. Cover by Phenom -- one! Two! Kickout by Phenom! Gritting his teeth, 'Nom picks Roberts up and, after a few clubbing blows to the back of the Cobra's neck, sends him crashing to the mat with a short-arm spinebuster rattles the Desert Sexer's spine... SC: And we're off to a hot start here, partner! Vastly different styles from all three competitors in the ring. SJ: Damn right, Scoop. We have Phenom's power, Roberts' speed, and Lupino's greasy hair. I'm on the edge of my seat! The middle of the match sees a determined-looking Lupino trying to take the fight to his opponents directly once more, intelligently defending against some of Phenom's power-based manuevers and the Cobra's hit-and-run offense. A break for Lupino here when he wiggles out of a powerbomb attempt, landing right in front of Phenom before hitting a massive knee into the gut, followed by a lightning-fast reverse STO. Roberts trying to vulture out a pin here, but Lupino sees it coming and catches Roberts with a spinning lariat that sends Roberts spinning inside out towards the ring ropes! Pin attempt by Lupino that only manages a two-count on "AGR!" Phenom stumbling to his feet now with Lupino in wait... kick to the stomach from "the Lone Wolf" into an attempt for "The Hit" to a huge crowd pop, but NO! Phenom shoves him away! Wait! Running calf kick from Aaron Roberts to the back of Lupino's head -- leading him right into the arms of Phenom! Phenom, instantly with another powerbomb attempt, with Lupino trying to punch his way out of it as he's lifted up... but what's Aaron Roberts doing?! As Phenom staggers a bit with Lupino laying fist after fist into his forehead, it's Aaron Roberts off a top-rope springboard with a missle dropkick that sends Lupino backflipping off of Phenom's shoulders and crashing face-first into the mat! The crowd erupting with heat for Aaron Roberts AND Phenom as they acknowledge each other with a small nod. SJ: HAH! Welcome BACK, Joey Lupino! SC: Don't count him out quite yet, Snoop -- Joey's entire M.O. is never quitting 'til that bell rings. SJ: Well, if that's your way of telling me he's prone to getting his ass kicked, message received. SC: Dammit, Snoop. The finish to the match comes as Roberts and Phenom begrudgingly work together in order to keep down Joey Lupino, but when they send him sprawling outside the ring again Phenom takes advantage with his power to pie-face Roberts into the mat. Phenom sneers at Roberts as he doesn't even attempt to use his full strength, just kicking at Aaron's sides while he covers up his face in horror. Phenom prepares to deliver a massive boot straight into the face of Roberts when his legs are tackled from under him by Lupino to a huge crowd pop! Lupino gets into a mount position, wailing away at Phenom's face with rights and lefts as he gets up to crowd cheers. He turns to Roberts who gives him a cheer as well, causing Lupino to threaten Roberts with a Yakuza kick as Roberts quickly drops out of the ring, protecting his face again. Lupino turns around to see Phenom getting to one knee, delivering a running knee lift to the face and following that up by straining as he lifts him into 'The Hit!' Lupino with the cover! 1... 2... 3!!! SJ: No fair, no fair! Lupino only won this because he broke the cardinal rule of TFWF. SC: What's that? SJ: You don't threaten the looks of Desert Sex! That's the money maker! SC: Well it looks like Lupino just made some money of his own by capturing the European title. Winner, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. European Champion: Joey Lupino Lupino stands there with the European Championship. Michael Thunder walks onto the stage and stares down the new Champion as Lupino has a big shit eating grin on his face in response. [HYPE VIDEO: SEPTEMBER 2010...TFWF PRESENTS HARD STEEL 2010...THE ONLY METAL WORTH FIGHTING FOR IS GOLD.] (RINGSIDE.) SC: Well folks...its time to make the decision to either put the kids to bed or allow them to see one of the most brutal matches in the history of the T.F.W.F.. Makel and McDonald meet with the Hardcore title on the line, but the only way to win...is make your opponents corner man or woman...throw in the towel. T.F.W.F. Hardcore Championship Match - Throw in the towel: JC McDonald (c) w/ Jonnah Street vs Sandy Makel w/ Selina (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is throw in the towel match for the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Championship... *'CALM LIKE A BOMB' - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD HEAT. THE SELF ABSORBED TOTALLY ACTION TRON VIDEO OF JC MCDONALD APPEARS ON THE SCREEN. HE WALKS WITH A SWAGGER ONTO THE STAGE. HE EXTENDS HIS ARMS AND PULLS OFF A DOUBLE BICEP POSE FOLLOWED BY A FRONT BICEP POSE AS GOLD SHOWERED PYROS FALL AROUND HIM. HE WALKS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Jonnah Street...from San Diego, California...weighing 268 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...'The Mould' JC McDonald!!! JH: And his opponent... *’HYSTERIA’ – MUSE PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. SELINA COMES OUT FIRST, POSING FOR THE CROWD AS THE TAT LIGHTS UP WITH THE SCROLLING WORDS "LET IT RIDE". BEHIND HER, SANDY STEPS OUT, HOLDING HIS GOLDEN 12 SIDED DIE. HE PINCHES IT BETWEEN THUMB AND FOREFINGER AND BLOWS ON IT, SENDING IT SPINNING IN HIS GRIP. AFTER THAT, THE TWO WALK DOWN TO THE RING, AND SANDY SLIPS THE DIE DOWN SELINA'S CLEAVAGE BEFORE CLIMBING INTO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Selina…from Ocean City, New Jersey…weighing 226 pounds…Sandy ‘The Dice’ Makel!!! The bell rings and Sandy is hesitant to run at JC with his back still giving him problems, Jonnah is busy on the outside giving Selina a mouthful, she retorts but the second he walks towards her in an intimidating way she runs around the ring. This draws Sandy’s attention who turns and mouths off at Jonnah only for JC to jump him from behind with a thumping hit on his back. Makel winces back in pain and JC starts his onslaught. Reigning down blows on Makel’s back as he forces him into the corner, with Sandy unable to escape and with his chest against the turnbuckle McDonald is busy with lefts, rights, forearms and shoulder charges into the back. Eventually McDonald lets Sandy go, but the challenger drops to his knees and the signs are looking ominous for Makel. JC goes to pick him up but Sandy has the wherewithal to grab JC by the head and throws him out of the ring, the crowd cheers as Sandy struggles back to his feet. SC: As expected in the early going here Snoop, JC has targeted that injured back of Sandy Makel but the challenger buying himself some time with that throw out of the ring. SJ: Do you think Selina would like to take on both Jonnah and JC at the same time? SC: What? SJ: Well that slag has probably taken more cocks than a Hen House... SC: Sometimes... You sicken me. Outside the ring JC shakes off the surprise of Makel’s counter and he looks to regain control, Sandy ducks a Clothesline attempt though and he comes back with one of his own. With McDonald down Sandy looks under the ring and comes out with a Singapore Cain. As JC gets back to his feet Makel nails him in the head with the Cain and continues, following JC around the ring hitting him in the head, the gut, the back and any other exposed area he can find. JC runs around the ring and Sandy gives chase but is caught off by Jonnah Street who gives the challenger a Big Boot as he rounds the corner by the announce table. The crowd rain down hate on the TCK member but JC lets his stable mate know how appreciative he is for the assist. Jonnah picks up Makel and rolls him in the ring whilst JC gets a table out from under the ring, he slides it in and follows suit, he starts to set up the table whilst Jonnah looks for something under the ring too. The crowd starts to get excited when they see a Ladder come out, Street slides it into the ring and McDonald lets out a smile. He picks up Makel but Sandy gives him an uppercut for good measure, McDonald backs off as Sandy runs at him with an onslaught of punches. He runs the ropes but JC counters with a BIG Back Body Drop and Makel crashes through the table JC set up just moments earlier and the look on Selina’s face tells the story as Sandy’s injured back gets even more punishment, it’s clear she is thinking of throwing the towel in but she notices Sandy move so decides against it. SC: This doesn’t look good for Sandy Makel, his already injured back just crashed through that table and now JC McDonald is pointing to the ladder Jonnah Street slid in. SJ: YES YES YES! JC McDonald take a bow. This is Sandy Makel’s career right here!! TCK Dominant once again! SC: Why don’t you take off those TCK specs and see this could be a man’s career on the line here? If Sandy’s back takes much more punishment we might not see him again in the TFWF... SJ: Good! TCK! TCK! TCK!!! SC: ... As JC sets the ladder up in the ring, he tells Jonnah to clear the Spanish announce table, Street duly walks over and threatens the announcers who swiftly move out of the way. Sandy is down and out still when JC drags Sandy to his feet and shoves him back against the ladder. Makel holds his back in agony as he stumbles forward right into a big clothesline from JC, who then shouts for Street to hand him a chair. Street throws it up to his TCK colleague who places the chair under his arm and begins to climb the ladder facing out to the supine Makel. JC holds the chair high, indicating some sort of elbow drop with it, but as he looks down Makel's slowly getting to his feet! The crowd cheer loudly as Makel holds his back in agony as he spots JC, and he shakes his head. JC tries to get down, but Makel does all he can as he lifts the other side of the ladder, tipping it and JC McDonald over the top rope and to the outside!!! The arena goes MAD with cheers as Jonnah's eyes bulge with shock as Makel collapses against the ropes, his back in utter agony. JC's laid out at ringside as slowly Makel manages to slump to the outside, and he looks down at JC on his back. Makel places a boot down on JC's throat, and screams in his face to leave Selina alone. Makel then turns to his manager and holds his hand out, and Selina Makel dips into the pocket of her trousers, pulling out the infamous dice. SC: Here comes that dice... who knows what Makel's thinking? SJ: He's probably going to see if that chunk of plastic knows any good reconstructive surgeons after the damage that back's taken... Makel takes the dice from his wife and begins to shake it in his hand as the boot continues to press on JC's windpipe. JC tries to plead with Makel, however Makel ignores him before he rolls the dice on the apron of the ring... and slowly turns to JC with a devious smirk as Selina replaces the dice in her pocket. Sandy stares JC in the eyes before he grabs at both of the Mould's hands, placing them in a double wristlock and he hauls JC up... AND STAMPS HIS HEAD BACK DOWN! HE PULLS UP, AND STAMPS DOWN, AND UP, AND DOWN, THE CROWD GOING MAD AS SANDY MAKEL STAMPS THE LIFE OUT OF JC MCDONALD OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN! Jonnah shouts at Makel to stop as he looks to the towel in his hand, and back at JC, and considers throwing it before Selina Makel catches his eye. Jonnah heads over to her and immediately scoops her up for the Streets Apart before he shouts at Sandy, who finally sees his wife in distress and lets go of McDonald's arms as the Mould holds his head in agony. A rage overcomes Sandy as he points at Jonnah with Selina, and he fights through all the pain to lift JC to his feet, before he kicks JC in his gut and applies the standing headscissors... SC: Oh... no he can't be thinking... SJ: Will the back even hold? Makel stares at Street as Selina desperately tries to fight her way out and Makel looks to the abandoned Spanish announce table to his side. He leans over, grasping at McDonald's gut with both arms and Street slowly shakes his head. Makel screams out, and in shock Street simply drops Selina out from behind him as she lands out on her feet and scrambles away... SJ: He's actually gonna try it! Sandy Makel fights all the pain as he hauls at JC's gut and lifts him up right into the powerbomb position!!! The arena are on their feet as Makel stumbles back and forth with the heavy JC McDonald in his grasp and he turns to the announce table, driving JC down -- PERFECTO THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE BY SANDY MAKEL!!!! SC: OH... MY... GOD!!! SJ: WHAAAAAAAT!?!?!? The arena is going ballistic with cheers as Street stands open mouthed and JC McDonald lays completely out cold in the debris of the announce table, but the move's done almost as much damage to the injured back as Makel collapses to the ground and holds his back. Just behind Street Selina is standing, and Sandy looks at her, slowly shaking his head with an agonised expression on his face. Street spots the opportunity as he grabs Selina, dragging her nearer her husband. JS: Throw it in! Selina looks at Sandy, who quickly shakes his head to stop her, and Jonnah smirks. Jonnah drives a boot down on Makel's face, and turns back to Selina, repeating the command. Selina turns back to Sandy whose head is bleeding now, but again he shakes his head. Jonnah stamps down on Makel's face again before he lifts Makel up and hooks him for the Streets Apart... JS: Your last chance... Sandy shakes his head and Selina shows no signs of throwing the towel. Street immediately hooks Makel again and runs a little bit, driving him to the ground with a huge Streets Apart! The crowd boo the hell out of him as Makel lays unconscious on the ground, and Jonnah places a boot on the fallen Makel's chest. JS: … he's out cold bitch... And Selina grips the towel tightly knowing Makel would never want to give in. Jonnah drags Makel up again, hooking him over one shoulder for the Streets Apart again, and this time he points at the metal ringside barrier, causing the fans to get to their feet and boo loudly. JS: Throw it... Selina raises her hand, still crying as Sandy lays limp over Jonnah's shoulder, and tears begin to fall from Selina Makel's eyes. She looks at the referee and mouths “I'm Sorry” at the out cold Sandy before she throws the towel at the referee, who then calls for the bell. Selina looks at Jonnah, shouting that he wins, but Jonnah simply shrugs before turning and planting Makel into the metal ringside barrier with a MASSIVE Streets Apart! Selina screams as she runs to her husband's side, holding him tightly and Jonnah backs up with a pleased look over his face... Winner, via making opponent throw in the towel and STILL T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion: The Mould JC McDonald Jonnah picks up JC to his feet and presents him with the Hardcore title as a visibly disturbed and emotional Selina is pulled away by EMTs trying to get to the lifeless body of Sandy Makel. SC: Disturbing scenes here folks...once more the havoc this group TCK can cause...apparent here tonight... SJ: Don't break my back...my achy breaky back... SC: WILL YOU STOP! (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.WITH EXILE WARMING UP IN PLACE NEXT TO MAHONY MCMILLIAN.) MM: Exile, you're moments away from your biggest match in the TFWF in the Golden Ticket match. How are you feeling? E: Extremely lucky, Mahoney. I've been circling my bed with salt, carrying a lucky rabbit's foot - (FROM BACKSTAGE WE SEE ROADBLOCK WALKING IN WITH A LARGE MIRROR, TRIPPING OVER HIS OWN FEET AS HE AND THE MIRROR COME CRASHING DOWN.) E: - and I've lived with Hurricane Katrina's big brother over there for a number of years. Believe me, I can survive through any of that tonight. MM: Would a win for you today finally make things right for you and allow you to move on from Ramon? (EXILE LOOKS AT MAHONEY SHARPLY, STOPPING HIS WARM UPS AND PUSHING HIM AGAINST THE WALL AS HE LIFTS HIM UP WITH A CRAZED EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE.) E: Get this straight, Mahoney - until Ramon stops breathing, what we have will never be over. Never. (EXILE WALKS OFF, LEAVING MAHONEY TO GATHER HIMSELF) (RINGSIDE.) SC: A very intense Exile there Snoop... SJ: Yes apparently an extra from Starship Troopers crawled up his ass and died... SC: Ummm...let's go to Jaycee... T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship Match: Joel Bryant (c) vs Shane Anderson vs Jack Hondo (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship... *'FRANKENSTEIN' - EDGAR WINTER GROUP PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD POP. THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON FLASHES ON WITH SEVERAL DIFFERENT ACTION SHOTS OF HONDO IN THE RING. HONDO RUNS OUT, FULL OF ENERGY. HE SLAPS THE HANDS OF THE RINGSIDE FANS AS HE MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Statesboro, Georgia...weighing in at 248 pounds...Jack Hondo!!! SC: This place loves it some Hondo! SJ: Who knew DC had this many rednecks... JH: Introducing... *'AMERICAN IDIOT' - GREENDAY PLAYS* (MASSIVE HEEL HEAT. A CANADIAN FLAG ENGULFS THE TRON VIDEO BEFORE MELTING INTO A TCK LOGO. SOME OF THE HIGHLIGHTS OF ANDERSON'S SUBMISSION BASED CAREER ARE SHOWN AS HE WALKS WITH AN INTENSE LOOK TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Calgary, Alberta, Canada...weighing 222 pounds...Shane 'The Bishop' Anderson!!! SC: Anderson will have watched with a big smile on his face the way TCK handled the Hardcore title match. SJ: Shane Anderson doesn't smile... JH: And introducing... *'MARGIN WALKER' - FUGAZI PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD POP. THE NAME "JOEL BRYANT" FILLS THE T.A. TRON BEFORE "CRAZYMAN" BURSTS THROUGH. AS HIGHLIGHTS OF HIS MOVES BLAZE ACROSS THE TRON BRYANT STEPS ONTO THE STAGE. HE TAKES A MOMENT TO GLANCE AROUND AT THE CROWD BEFORE MARCHING PURPOSEFULLY DOWN TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from Akron, Ohio...weighing 240 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion...'Crazyman' Joel Bryant!!! SC: BRYANT COUNTRY INDEED! SJ: So they have gone from being rednecks to former asylum living lunatics...only in DC... The opening of the match sees Anderson, Hondo, and Bryant feeling each other out in a non-gay way, with Anderson the early aggressor as he utilizes wrestling holds and positioning on his opponents. However, Anderson underestimates the strength of Hondo as he holds him in a side headlock, only to be lifted high into the air and dropped back with a belly to back suplex. From there Hondo starts using his strength to his advantage as he tosses Anderson around like a rag-doll before he’s interrupted by Bryant, who attacks a distracted Hondo from behind to slow down his assault. Bryant and Anderson however can’t form a cohesive alliance due to the previous attack from Anderson, and after the two of them throw Hondo out of the ring Bryant immediately clotheslines Anderson to the mat and drops down to wail on him with punches to the face to the delight of the fans. Anderson uses his legs however to quickly turn Bryant onto his back and shoulders before lifting him up into a modified Boston Crab, keeping the body positioned into the ring while Bryant reaches around. Cinching in the hold tight, Anderson fails to notice Hondo getting back into the ring and breaking the hold by grabbing Anderson into a full-nelson as he lifts him up high for a full-nelson slam and makes the cover. 1… 2… shoulder up! From there Hondo goes on the offensive as he uses his full weight and height to his advantage once more, with Anderson bearing the brunt of his damage before Bryant once again steps in, this time to help Hondo in throwing Anderson out of the ring with a double hip toss over the top rope. From there Hondo and Bryant shake hands in a sign of respect before Hondo pulls Bryant up into a fireman’s carry and dropping him to the mat with a samoan drop. SC: Hondo with a clear cut size advantage over his opposition. SJ: And I think I just saw the spark of his first brain cell from that attack there. SC: OH WILL YOU STOP IT! The middle of the match sees a somewhat early advantage from Hondo turned by Bryant who shows some incredible resiliency and wrestling know-how by turning an attempted boot to the face from Hondo into a bridge pin that he rolls through and turns into an attempt into the Cuyahoga River Fire, only for Hondo to use his tremendous strength to kick Bryant off him. When Bryant charges in towards Hondo’s leg again, Hondo sidesteps into a well-timed trip from Anderson from the outside as he falls hard to the mat. Anderson attempts to pull Hondo out of the ring but Hondo once more uses his leg strength as he kicks Anderson away from him. Bryant climbs to the outside while Anderson once more tries to bring out Hondo. When Hondo tries to kick him away, Anderson lifts one leg and uses the bottom rope to attempt to split Hondo from the mid-section up to the groans of all the male audience. Bryant goes to confront Anderson, who grabs him by his head and slams him face first into the ring apron before running him shoulder first into the ring steps. Anderson re-enters the ring and takes control of the match working on the legs of Hondo to keep him grounded while Bryant tries to recover on the outside. At one point Hondo is wrapped up in the ring ropes by his leg when Anderson is forced to help the referee get him out. As the ropes untangle and Hondo hobbles away, Anderson flips him down with a dragon leg whip before rolling into a bridging pin attempt. 1… 2… thr – kick out! Anderson is kicked away from Hondo with his legs being scooped up by the returning Bryant, who attempts to roll Anderson over but without much strength in the arm Anderson is able to roll him with a modified body-scissors takedown. As Anderson attempts to roll down Bryant by his arm in setup for the Confession, Bryant does an amazing flip into the move and turns it into a modified bulldog onto Anderson as he makes a quick cover. 1… 2… – broken up by Hondo! Hondo lifts Bryant up and knees him in the gut as he prepares to set him up into the Pump-Hondo Slam, but when Hondo lifts him onto his shoulder Bryant seamlessly rolls off the shoulder behind Hondo and kicks his knee out from under him, causing Hondo to crumble. Bryant goes for the pin but is pulled off by Anderson, who takes down Bryant with a modified reverse STO shoulder breaker. Anderson goes for the pin. 1… 2… 3!!! No, shoulder up!!! Anderson pounds the mat in frustration as he lifts up Bryant, who quickly delivers a knee to the gut of Anderson as he nails a textbook DDT, lying on the mat out of breath as all three men try to recover. SC: What an incredible match we’re seeing here. SJ: I dunno what YOU’RE seeing, but I’m watching TCK prepare to collect the Intercontinental title. SC: But we just saw at Death or Glory how Bryant fought back against the monster in Kovalenko. SJ: There he was only trying to win against an unbeaten foe; here he’s trying to make sure Anderson leaves a recognizable corpse for the coroner. The finish sees Bryant start to re-assert himself into the match, showing technical wrestling ability and the kind of resolve that earned him the Intercontinental title. At one point he ducks an attempted clothesline from Hondo, clotheslines Anderson in turn, ducks a big boot from Hondo, then kicks the legs out from Hondo before lifting him up into a seated position to deliver a hard dropkick to the back of the head. But the tide turns when Shane catches Bryant trying to use a high-risk move and sets him up with belly to belly suplex from off the second rope. Hondo manages to get himself into a position under Shane and drops him with a modified powerbomb at the same time Shane releases Bryant. Hondo drops into the cover. 1… 2… thr - no, kick out! Hondo slowly gets himself to his feet, lifting Anderson up and dropping him with a hotshot across the ropes. Turning his attention to Bryant, Hondo sets him up with the Pump-Hondo Slam again but once more Bryant slides back, this time holding Hondo as he prepares for a reverse DDT. However Anderson stops the attempt as Hondo drops down while Anderson begins laying into Bryant. Holding him into a standing Armbar, Anderson quickly switches to a belly-to-back suplex, holding the damaged arm behind Bryant. Anderson starts celebrating to the crowd, turning into a pump kick to the face from Hondo! Hondo looks to the crowd before he motions that the match is over as he sets up Anderson with a hard knee to the gut and follows it up with the Pump-Hondo Slam! The crowd erupts as he makes the cover. 1… 2… 3!!! SC: Unbelievable! Jack Hondo captures the Intercontinental title! SJ: This is a complete and total sham! TFWF is blantantly showing favoratism towards the handicapped! SC: You're just being ridiculous. SJ: Oh no? Just watch, they're going to start showing Hee-Haw now so people understand where our champ's coming from. Hondo stands for a moment celebrating when McDonald and Street hit the ring and begin a beat down on Hondo with the aid of Shane Anderson when he eventually gets to his feet. Bryant then looks to aid Hondo, but to everyone's surprise, Hannibal Cage comes out of the crowd and pops Bryant from behind again. The beat down on the new Champion continues as McDonald lines him up and 'Perfecto' hard to the mat. TCK leave Hondo motionless in the ring. SC: What a damn disgusting attack... Winner, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion: Jack Hondo [HYPE VIDEO: MONDAY MAYHEM...GOES TO VIRGINIA THIS WEEK.] SC: Welcome back folks the EMTs have just removed the remains of Jack Hondo from ringside and I use that term cause that pack of wolves known as TCK has just decimated the new Intercontinental Champion. SJ: My monitor blinked out for a lot of that and... SC: Cram it Snoop... GOLD TICKET MATCH: Michael Thunder vs Exile vs Scorpio vs Hannibal Cage (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is the Golden Ticket Match... *'JUDITH' - PERFECT CIRCLE PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. THE TRON SHOWS AN IMAGE OF A PRISON CELL CAGE DOOR RATTLING VIOLENTLY BEFORE BEING ENGULFED IN FLAMES AND THE NAME 'HANNIBAL CAGE' RISING UP FROM THE ASHES OF IT. CAGE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH A COMPLETE LOOK OF DISTAIN FOR ANYONE THERE. HE WALKS TO THE RING WITH THE SAME MOOD RIDDEN STATE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Detroit, Michigan...weighing in at 235 pounds...Hannibal Cage!!! SC: Very active...very destructive here tonight Snoop..can Cage top tonight off and walk away with a Golden Ticket. SJ: Without a doubt in my mind... JH: Introducing... *'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...Exile!!! SC: An intense Exile here tonight, not in the mood for questions. SJ: My biggest question is why he has allowed that retard Roadblock to hang out with him for so long. *'DON'T HATE ME' - NERF HERDER PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. THE T.A.T. SHOWS A KALEIDOSCOPE OF COLOUR AND A VARIETY OF THE WRESTLER'S MOVES AS SCORPIO STEPS OUT ONTO THE STAGE AND SMIRKS. HE TAKES OFF SOME DESIGNER SUNGLASSES AND GOES TO HAND THEM TO A KID IN THE FRONT ROW, BUT THEN CRUMPLES THEM, LAUGHING AS HE DOES SO) JH: Making his way to the ring, from London, England... weighing in at 225lbs... 'The S-Factor' Scorpio!!! SC: If this guy walks out with something...then I dont think we will ever hear the end of it. SJ: And why would we want to hear the end of it! JH: Introducing... *'THUNDERSTRUCK' - AC/DC PLAYS* JH: Making his way towards the ring from Detroit, Michigan...weighing 235 pounds...Michael Thunder!!! SC: Is there a war brewing between Joey and Michael? SJ: Lets hope not...T.F.W.F. wants to sell SOME tickets. The beginning of the match sees… It’s chaos as soon as the bell rings with Cage charging towards Exile and Scorpio hightailing it out of the ring with Thunder in quick pursuit! Cage and Exile exchange right hands in the middle of the ring with Cage getting the advantage. He backs Exile to the ropes, whips him across the ring but Exile ducks a clothesline attempt on the return, leaps onto the middle rope and springboards back with a flying cross body block, 1…..2….Cage kicks out! Exile goes to work on Cage in the mount position raining down punches as the crowd cheer him on!! On the outside Thunder is beating the crap out of Scorpio with punches and kicks but Scorpio is able to stop him dead in his tracks with a kick to the groin! Thunder slumps to the ground and Scorpio backs off a few feet before running and nailing a shining wizard kick to Thunder’s head! The crowd boo as Scorpio stands up laughing and goes to climb into the ring, but he’s cut off by a drop kick through the ropes by Exile which knocks Scorpio flying off the ring apron and crashing back first into the ring barricade!! The crowd pop as Exile stands up and ducks a clothesline from Cage and then plants him with a swinging neckbreaker. Exile makes the cover, 1…..2….Cage kicks out and then rolls to the floor to recover. Thunder and Scorpio are slowly getting to their feet as Exile hits the ropes for extra velocity before diving over the top rope with a front flip plancha onto Thunder and Scorpio!! The crowd pop as Exile gets to his feet but that quickly turns to intense booing as Cage blindsides him with a forearm shot to the back before throwing Exile headfirst into the steel ring post! Cage smirks at his handiwork but is quickly spun around and then planted on the floor with a DDT from Michael Thunder! The referee’s count is at 8 as Scorpio rolls into the ring with Thunder close behind. Scorpio boots Thunder in the head, knocking him silly, before going to the ring apron and using the top rope to vault in with a leg drop to the chest of Thunder. He makes the cover, 1……2….Thunder kicks out! Scorpio looks to the floor where Exile and Cage are still down and out before going to the outside and climbing to the top turnbuckle. He poses as the crowd boo before leaping off with a missile drop kick but Thunder dodges out the way at the last second and Scorpio crashes to the mat!! Thunder quickly grabs him and plants Scorpio with a German suplex with a bridge, 1……2…..Cage dives back in the ring and breaks up the pin attempt to some big crowd heat! Cage throws Scorpio through the ropes and to the floor before turning his attention to Thunder. The two men trade stiff forearm shots to the head before Cage cuts him off with a knee to the midsection, followed up with a running knee lift to the face and then a big roaring elbow to the head! Cage quickly makes the cover on Thunder, 1…..2….Exile dives in just in time to stop the pinfall!! SC: It’s been non stop offence from all four men right from the off here folks! No one has been able to get the advantage and with so much on the line in this match it’s going to take something pretty special to win it. SJ: There’s a shot at the World Title up for grabs and I don’t see old man Thunder or that jack ass Exile getting it. This match is all about Scorpio and Cage! One of them is getting the Golden Ticket and a World Title match! The middle of the match sees… Just more of the same as all four men battle for a guaranteed World Title shot at a time of their choosing during the next year! Exile hits a spinning thrust kick to the midsection of Cage which backs him into the corner. Exile charges with a splash, Cage staggers out of the corner and into a big boot from Thunder! He makes the cover on Cage, 1…..2….Exile hauls Thunder off and the two get into a shoving match as Cage rolls away to the corner of the ring to recover. Thunder slaps Exile hard across the face which brings a big ‘ohh’ from the crowd. Exile staggers back slightly and smirks, rubbing the side of his face before smashing Thunder in the jaw with a superkick!! Thunder is out cold as Exile talks some trash but he doesn’t see Scorpio on the ring apron, he springboards in, hooks Exile around the head and spikes on his head with a springboard tornado DDT!! Scorpio leaps to his feet in celebration but it’s only fleeting as he is cut in half by a spear from Cage!! Cage makes the cover on Scorpio, 1……2….Scorpio kicks out but Cage immediately rolls him into a Boston crab!! Scorpio is screaming in pain as Cage leans back on the submission hold with all his weight. The referee is down checking on the Desert Sex man but he refuses to tap out! Thunder staggers back to his feet using the ropes and sees Scorpio just about to tap out! Thunder dives at Cage, hooks him around the head and plants him with a bulldog! Thunder is up and Scorpio limps to his feet and starts thanking Thunder for saving him. Scorpio starts pointing at Cage and trying to convince Thunder they should team up to take him out. Thunder smirks and extends his hand to Scorpio who looks delighted and shakes it, but Thunder hauls him towards him and flattens Scorpio with a short arm clothesline before quickly hooking on a figure four leg lock to a big crowd pop!!! The crowd are chanting for Scorpio to tap but somehow he is able to fight the urge to give up. Cage is still down as Thunder yells at Scorpio to tap out but he refuses! The crowd roar as suddenly Exile is up climbing the ropes behind Thunder! Scorpio spots him and starts pointing but Thunder ignores him and continues to crank on the figure four! Exile sets himself on the top rope and then leaps off with a Swanton bomb right onto the legs of both Thunder and Scorpio to a big crowd pop!!! Thunder breaks the hold and rolls away clutching his left knee as Scorpio crawls out of the ring under the bottom rope. Exile stands up and brings Thunder to his feet and hits a forearm shot to the head before whipping Thunder off the ropes, Exile leap frogs over him, Thunder returns, Exile drops down, Thunder hits the ropes and Exile leaps with a massive drop kick to the face!! Thunder hits the mat as Exile makes the cover, 1…….2…..Cage breaks it up and brings Exile to his feet before nailing a reverse DDT. Cage makes the cover on Exile, 1……2…..kick out!! Cage quickly covers Thunder, 1……2…..kick out!! Cage slams his fists on the mat in frustration as he can’t put either man away! SC: Hannibal Cage thought he had the match won there but it was not to be! All four men want this win so badly and I just can’t pick a winner here Snoop. SJ: That’s because you’re a pussy. I keep telling you, it’s Cage or Scorpio. One of those two is taking that Golden Ticket tonight! Finish… It’s desperation time for all four men as the match builds to the finish. Cage brings Exile up and attempts the ‘Last Kiss Goodnight’ but Exile blocks the attempt and instead drills Cage with a back suplex and then a standing shooting star press!! He makes the cover, 1……2…..Thunder breaks it up and nails Exile with ‘Fire in the Eyes’ dropping him right on his head!! Thunder makes the cover, 1…..2….Scorpio breaks it up and goes for the ‘Paparazzi Flash’ but Thunder blocks it and tries for the ‘Fire in the Eyes’ but Cage is on his feet and he gets a school boy roll up on Thunder, 1……2…..Thunder kicks out! Cage is up but is caught in a small page from Scorpio, 1……2…..Thunder breaks it up!! Thunder gets a rolling cradle pin on Scorpio, 1…….2…..Scorpio kicks out just in time!! The crowd are going crazy as Exile staggers up and plants Cage with the ‘Outcast!!’ He can’t make the cover though as Thunder drills him with ‘Fire in the Eyes!!!’ Thunder is up but Scorpio nails him with the ‘Paparazzi Flash!!!’ Scorpio thinks he has it won but Cage somehow is up and plants him with the ‘Last Kiss Goodnight’ before collapsing to the mat and all four men are down as the crowd go insane and the referee starts his count on all four men!!!! SC: Can you believe this action Snoop? All four men out!!! SJ: GET UP HANNIBAL!!! GET UP SCORPIO!!! SC: Up to six now and Exile's stirring... SJ: GET BACK DOWN EXILE!!! Slowly Exile stumbles to his feet at the eight as Scorpio's up, and Exile runs, fired up and dropkicks Scorpio clean through the middle of the ropes! The crowd go MAD with cheers as Exile turns right into a forearm from Hannibal Cage and he stumbles back into the corner. Cage begins to stalk Exile as he gets to his feet, but Thunder's right behind him as he hooks the arm and head -- FIRE IN THE EYES!!! THE HALF NELSON SUPLEX, AND HANNIBAL CAGE IS OUT!!! Thunder stands, staring down at Cage with wild eyes but he doesn't notice as Exile gets behind him and kicks out his legs before he grasps the head into a dragon sleeper and falls to the mat with the body scissors! The crowd go mad as Thunder's trapped in a vicious submission in the middle of the ring, and Exile screams out... Thunder's hand raises... the crowd are on the verge of actually chanting 'tap tap tap' at the legend as the hand raises further... Exile shouts out... BUT CAGE IS GETTING TO HIS FEET! EXILE CONTINUES TO TRY FOR IT AS CAGE STUMBLES UP -- SCORPIO ON THE APRON! THUNDER'S ARM IS SHAKING AS HE BEGINS TO FADE... CAGE TURNS AS SCORPIO LEAPS, USING THE TOP ROPE TO SPRINGBOARD RIGHT INTO A FLYING GLITERAZZI LARIAT ON HANNIBAL CAGE!!! CAGE HITS THE MAT AND SCORPIO COVERS, THE REFEREE TURNS FROM EXILE AND THUNDER TO COUNT THE PIN... ONE... THUNDER'S ARM RAISES EVEN HIGHER... TWO... THUNDER'S HAND HITS THE MAT... THREE!!! THUNDER TAPS!!! BUT THE REFEREE ONLY SEES THE PINFALL!!! SCORPIO WINS THE GOLDEN TICKET! Winner, via pinfall: Scorpio SC: What the hell?! Scorpio... I repeat... SCORPIO has just landed himself an instant number-one contendership to the Heavyweight Title! He stole this one! SJ: Shutup Scoop... so can we book the Desert Sex and Spandau Ballet duet? SC: Eh? SJ: YOU ARE GOLD! GOLD! ALWAYS BELIEVE IN YOUR SSSOOOOUUULLLL! Scorpio is in shock and looks like he is ready to collapse with excitement. Creme for no reason administers the kiss of life. Aaron and Creme hoist Scorpio on their shoulders and take him to the back as the three would be winners try to come to terms with it in the ring. [FLASHBACK: THE ACTION TONIGHT SO FAR.] SC: It has been a hell of a PPV here tonight folks...new title holders and it seems some new feuds brewing in the T.F.W.F., but we got one more turn in the road for you...and its up next... MAIN EVENT: Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship: Sebastian Cross (c) vs Fallen Angel vs Viktor Kovalenko (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship... *'COCHISE' - AUDIOSLAVE PLAYS* (ARENA SHAKING HEEL HEAT. THE ARENA IS PLUNGED INTO DARKNESS AS THE TA-TRON BURSTS INTO LIFE WITH THE WORDS 'THE CAREER KILLER' AND IMAGES OF FALLEN ANGEL CUTTING PROMOS AND PLAYING MIND GAMES WITH HIS OPPONENTS. THE FOOTAGE THEN CUTS TO SHOTS OF ANGEL BEATING DOWN VARIOUS FAMOUS TFWF STARS AS STROBE LIGHTS GO OFF ALL OVER THE ARENA AND SMOKE POURS OUT FROM THE TOP OF THE RAMP. A HUGE PRYO ERUPTS FROM THE TOP OF THE TRON AS FALLEN ANGEL WALKS OUT THROUGH THE SMOKE AND ONTO THE STAGE. HE LOOKS AT THE FANS WITH DISTAIN BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from Parts Unknown…weighing 268 pounds… Fallen Angel!!! SC: Love him or hate him...the wrestling world respects him... SJ: I love him so much! SC: ... JH: And his opponent... *'UNSTOPPABLE' - E.S. POSTHUMUS* (MIXED REACTION. THE ARENA GOES DARK AS THE T.A.T. SHOWS A BLACK-AND-WHITE MMA TRAINING MONTAGE. THE LIGHTS AROUND THE TRON FLARE TO THE BEAT OF THE WAR DRUMS AS WE SEE A STONE-FACED VIKTOR KOVALENKO MARCH OUT WITH THE UKRAINIAN FLAG DRAPED AROUND HIS SHOULDERS.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Luhasnk, Ukraine... weighing in at 278 lbs... "The War Hound," Viktor Kovalenko!!! SC: No man has risen to the top quicker than Viktor Kovalenko has... SJ: And here is where the Ukranian Gravy train...stops! JH: And their opponent... *’AENEMA’ - TOOL PLAYS* (SUPER MASSIVE BABY FACE POP. ALLOWING THE HEAVY BREATHING EFFECT OF THE SONG TO PLAY. CROSS STANDS WITH HIS BACK TO THE CROWD IN A MESSIAH STANCE. HE SPINS AROUND AS THE SONG KICKS IN WITH A BLUE PYROS FALLING DOWN ALL AROUND HIM. CROSS MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE AISLE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from Parts Unknown…weighing 227 pounds…he is the Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion...Sebastian Cross!!! SC: He has his family back and now it is about business here tonight! SJ: He has comeback too soon and that is why he is vunerable... The beginning of the match sees all three men staring down as the crowd stomp and clap a loud rhythm. Slowly the begin to circle the ring, watching one another closely before Cross and Kovalenko begin to circle one another more quickly, and eventually the pair lock up. Kovalenko manages to use his expertise to place Cross in a waistlock, however Angel quickly grasps Cross into a headlock and shouts at Kovalenko to watch how a real champion works. As Angel turns around, wrenching on Cross' head Kovalenko slams a vicious forearm into his head, knocking him back; but as Kovalenko turns he gets caught in a waistlock by Cross. Kovalenko pulls on Cross' arms, separating them, however Angel's quick to slam a boot into Kovalenko's gut and he and Kovalenko lock up. They struggle for power as the two big guys of the match go at it, but neither see Cross going up top as the champion comes down with a massive missile dropkick to both men! Angel stumbles back against the ropes as Kovalenko and Cross get to their feet, and they both nod heads to one another and team up to clothesline Angel over the top and to the outside! The crowd cheer, however as Kovalenko stares at Angel over the top rope Cross quickly grasps him for a schoolboy roll-up... one... t-- kickout from Kovalenko as they both get to their feet and Cross throws a clothesline, ducked by Kovalenko and Cross walks right into a massive big boot from Kovalenko! Kovalenko covers... one... t-- Fallen Angel slides back into the ring just in time to club at Kovalenko's back! Kovalenko gets to his feet and he and Angel begin to trade punches before Cross is up and he dropkicks Angel right into Kovalenko! Kovalenko stumbles back and he runs for a clothesline to Angel right as Cross chop blocks the former 8-time champion, dropping him with a high and low. SJ: ILLEGAL TEAMING UP! BAN THESE TWO! DQ THEM! NEW CHAMPION FALLEN ANGEL! SC: There ARE no disqualifications... SJ: WELL THERE SHOULD BE! As Angel slowly rolls to the outside holding the back of his head in pain Cross and Kovalenko turn to one another. They lock up in the middle of the ring and struggle for positioning as Kovalenko's able to pull at Cross' leg and bring him down, immediately going for a single leg crab but Cross kicks him back. Cross then runs at Kovalenko, sliding past him and as Kovalenko turns he gets caught with a jawbreaker, followed up with a headscissors from Cross that is quickly followed by Cross going to the top rope. He waist for Kovalenko to get to his feet and Cross leaps off for a seated senton, but Kovalenko catches him and bombs him down! Cover... one... two.. t-- kickout from Sebastian Cross to a big cheer. Slowly Cross makes it up as he turns into a belly to belly suplex from Kovalenko, who then hooks Cross' arm and twists it into a kimura. The crowd are on their feet quickly as Cross struggle against the arm-lock, and it looks as though Kovalenko might be on the verge of an early submission victory, before Cross is able to grasp at Kovalenko and he rolls him over into a small package! One... two... thr-- Kovalenko powers out of the hold. Cross gets to his feet, cradling the left arm tightly as Kovalenko suddenly smells victory and runs, big booting the arm. Cross clutches it in pain before he turns into a hip toss and Kovalenko keeps hold of the arm, hyper-extending the joint. Kovalenko then pulls Cross up into a suplex position, lifting him up, and he looks to drill the champion back down but Cross manages to drop a knee onto Kovalenko's head! Kovalenko sways, another knee, and Kovalenko's on his knees... but he keeps Cross in the hold... and stands again! The crowd cheers even louder as Cross goes to drop another knee, and Kovalenko catches it into the fisherman's suplex position -- BUT CROSS MANAGES TO FLIP HIMSELF DOWN AND HE BRINGS KOVALENKO IN WITH A HUGE NECKBREAKER! THE CROWD ARE ON FIRE AS CROSS LEAPS UP TO THE TOP... SC: Sebastian Cross showing why he's the Undisputed Heavyweight Champion here! There are few who'd be single-minded enough to doubt that Cross could win this one after seeing THAT performance. SJ: Cross won't win. The middle of the match sees Angel prove why he's feared within the TFWF, as he manages to turn it around. The point comes as Cross is on the top rope looking to splash Viktor Kovalenko, and Angel quickly gets to his feet to shove the champion off the top and to the outside with Cross catching the apron nastily on the way down. The crowd boo loudly as Angel turns to Viktor Kovalenko with an angry look and immediately he gets to work on stomping all over Kovalenko. He then drags the Ukrainian up, throwing him into the corner before following it up with a massive back elbow that drops Kovalenko into a seated position. Angel places his boot over Kovalenko's throat, wrenching back on the top rope to give more leverage, and he repeatedly shouts at the referee that it's a no-DQ match. Angel then pulls Kovalenko up and runs him off the ropes before hitting a big lariat, getting big heat as he covers... one... two...t-- kickout from Kovalenko to a massive ovation. Angel wastes no time as he unloads with massive punches over Kovalenko's face, before he lifts the Ukrainian up and drops him with a spinebuster, closely followed by a knee over the head. Kovalenko gets to his feet as he holds his head, and Angel comes storming at him with a massive knee to Kovalenko's head and as Kovalenko turns he gets caught with a huge back suplex! He covers... one... two... t-- kickout from Kovalenko and Angel stares at the Ukrainian with hate before he stamps down on his gut. Angel then pulls Kovalenko up and lifts him before dropping him over the knee with a backbreaker. Kovalenko rolls off the knee onto his back, and Angel moves forward, placing one knee on the other side of Kovalenko and the trailing leg's shin over Kovalenko's throat which causes the Ukrainian to struggle for air, and Angel begins to tie up his boots. SC: What a blatant choke! SJ: He's doing his shoe-laces up! Must you think EVERYTHING Fallen Angel does is cheating?! SC: HE'S CUTTING OFF HIS WINDPIPE! SJ: Let me guess, so next time he brushes his hair it's a low blow? Or how about when he washes his hands, is that an eye rake? You're ridiculous Scoop... Finally Angel finishes his boot off and stands, looking down as Kovalenko rolls to his hands and knees as he holds his throat. Angel smirks and runs, dropping a forearm over his head before he lifts him up and drops him with a massive Michinoku driver! Angel hooks the leg... one... two... thr-- SAVE FROM CROSS! The crowd cheer hugely as Cross drags Angel off of Kovalenko, and Kovalenko rests in the corner as Cross chops away at Angel's chest with the good arm. Cross forces Angel back into the corner and hits another chop, however Angel quickly grasps at Cross' injured arm and twists it into a wristlock before he drops to one knee, landing an armbreaker over the extended knee. Cross shouts out as Angel throws him over the top rope and slides out, getting back in control of the injured arm as he crashes it into the ring post and then irish whips Cross into the steel stairs so that the arm takes the full brunt of the impact. Angel smirks widely as he begins to mock Cross' arm, holding his own and pretending to cry, and as a fired up Cross comes running at him Angel brings him down with a facecrusher over the knee! Angel then runs Cross in for a shoulder block against the ring post once more and he rolls Cross into the ring, nastily big booting the exposed head before he climbs back into the ring and covers... one... two... thr-- Kovalenko clubs at Angel's back. Angel gets to his feet, staring wide-eyed at Kovalenko as the big man clenches his fists and he slams a MASSIVE shot into Angel, spinning him right into a codebreaker from Cross!!!! Cross and Kovalenko have a brief moment where they catch one another's stares and lock eyes, the mutual respect clear, however it's cut short as Angel manages to get to his knees and he rakes Kovalenko's eyes before bringing Cross down with a big snap suplex. As Kovalenko turns, still holding his eyes Angel kicks him in the gut and immediately pulls him in, looking for an early Cradle of Darkness! He goes to hook the cradle, but out of nowhere Cross comes running, using Kovalenko's back as a springboard to land a massive enzuigiri to Fallen Angel! SC: What a counter from Sebastian Cross! Fallen Angel could be out cold there! SJ: Watch out, someone might kidnap Viktor Kovalenko while these two are wrestling each other. Angel's rocked as he stumbles and Kovalenko's quick to act, bringing him down as he looks for the Anaconda Choke, and the crowd goes mad with cheers... but Cross is quickly in there to stop the hold being locked in as he pulls Kovalenko up. An enraged Kovalenko slams a big elbow into the side of Cross' head and goes for the Total Victory, but Cross slips out and hooks him for the Divine Intervention! He lifts, but Kovalenko manages to stop the move and brings Cross down for the Anaconda Choke; but now it's Angel stopping the hold as he pulls Kovalenko up and hits a vicious european uppercut. Kovalenko stumbles back and Angel brings him down with a big powerslam. As he turns Cross dives at him for a standing crossbody block, but Angel manages to catch him and throws Cross up onto his shoulders. He spins Cross out towards the now-standing Kovalenko, but Cross is able to catch Kovalenko into a headscissors before he hooks at Angel's head and rolls, bringing them both down to the mat! The crowd cheer as Cross raises an arm and immediately he runs at Angel, landing a senton to the downed Career Killer, before springing up and dropping a leg over the throat of Viktor Kovalenko! He covers... one... tw-- Kovalenko throws a shoulder up. Cross slaps the mat in frustration as he turns back into the grasp of Fallen Angel, who runs him into the corner and crashes the bad shoulder into the turnbuckles. Angel then drags Kovalenko up as Cross falls into the corner, and Angel throws Kovalenko into him. Angel then takes a few paces back as Kovalenko stumbles forward, and he runs for a clothesline only to be back body dropped and Cross throws a boot up to roundhouse Angel's chest! Angel crashes to the floor as he holds his chest, Cross falls into the corner still holding the hurt arm, and Kovalenko lays out on the mat. SC: This match has taken it out of these three, Cross nursing that arm injury but somehow is still in it, what a main event to Dependence Day we've seen! Whoever wins tonight will have a lot to celebrate! SJ: I heard Sebastian Cross plans on celebrating in a Portuguese tapas restaurant with Whitley... The finish of the match comes as all three men slowly stagger their way into the middle of the ring. Kovalenko's the first to strike as he throws a hard forearm at Angel, and Angel lands an elbow on Cross. Cross stumbles back before finally chopping Kovalenko, who goes back to the forearm on Angel. The three trade a circle of shots before finally Cross is rocked and he stumbles back, with Angel and Kovalenko rebounding him off the ropes, and they bend down for a double back body drop but Cross is able to leap over them and as they turn he lands a double dropkick! Cross then lands a shining wizard to Angel as he stands and turns, right into an amateur takedown from Viktor Kovalenko who wrenches the injured arm into a hammerlock, placing the knee over the arm before he pulls back on the head. Cross screams out in pain as Kovalenko wrenches back, however before he can score a submission Angel slams a boot into Kovalenko's head. Kovalenko hits back into the mat as Angel elbow drops his chest, before heading back to Sebastian Cross as he drags him up. Angel lifts Cross up for a scoop slam, looking to drop him over Kovalenko, but the War Hound kicks up at Angel as Cross drops back and hits Angel with a reverse DDT! Kovalenko then lands a massive clothesline to the back of Cross' head and lifts Angel up, applying a sleeper hold. Angel slowly begins to fade as Kovalenko wrenches on him, but Cross is up to his feet and he leaps, landing a big reverse hurricanrana to Kovalenko! Cover... one... two... thre-- broken up in time by Angel. SJ: Cross trying to get the win there, but you're going to need to do more than that to keep Angel and Kovalenko down! SC: Of course Cross still has the Re-Liberation and the Divine Intervention in his arsenal. Cross runs at Angel landing a flying forearm before Angel springs up and clotheslines Cross back down. Cross fires himself up as he gets to his feet and he hooks Angel for the Divine Intervention, but his arm gives way and he drops Angel back down before the Career Killer drops Cross with a massive exploder suplex! Angel gets to his feet and he spots Kovalenko getting up before spearing him back into the corner, going mad with elbow strikes all over Kovalenko and he lifts the big Ukrainian to the top rope, hooking his head - ANGEL DEATH DROP! HE COVERS... ONE... TWO... THRE-- SEBASTIAN CROSS WITH THE SAVE! The crowd cheer massively as Cross fights through the pain to drag Angel out and he hooks him for it - RE-LIBERATION! CROSS COVERS... ONE... TWO... THRE-- KOVALENKO MANAGES TO CLUB THE BACK!!! Kovalenko holds his head in pain as he pulls Cross up and kicks Angel from the ring, before he lifts Cross into the Argentine rack and drops him - TOTAL VICTORY! THE CROWD ARE ON THEIR FEET AS THEY COUNT... ONE.... TWO.... THRE-- BOOT ON THE ROPES!!! Kovalenko can't believe it as he gets to his feet, screaming out as he can sense the Heavyweight title coming his way! SJ: Kovalenko's fired up!!! He's going for it!!! SC: Can Kovalenko become the new Heavyweight Champion?! Slowly Cross rolls over onto his hands and knees and Kovalenko leaps on him, driving down the knees all over Cross' head. The crowd go wild as Kovalenko then hooks Cross' neck and twists him - ANACONDA CHOKE! THE ARENA'S BUZZING AS CROSS TRIES TO FIGHT IT, THE ROPES PROVING USELESS, AND KOVALENKO SHOUTS OUT AS HE WRENCHES ON CROSS!!!! THE CHAMPION'S HAND RAISES, HE LOO-- FALLEN ANGEL WITH THE BOOT TO KOVALENKO'S CHEST! Angel drags Kovalenko up and kicks him in the gut, pulling him in -- CRADLE OF DARKNESS! Kovalenko lies out cold as Angel goes to pin, but Cross drags him off and screams through the pain and he hooks Angel, fighting the agony in his left arm as he lifts the Career Killer - DIVINE INTERVENTION! NO! ANGEL FALLS OUT BEHIND AND HE PULLS IN CROSS -- CRADLE OF DARKNESS! COVER... ONE... TWO... THREE! NO! KOVALENKO DRAGS ANGEL OFF JUST IN TIME AND HE TRAPS ANGEL IN THE ANACONDA CHOKE! ANGEL TRIES TO FIGHT IT BUT THE WAR HOUND HAS IT IN TIGHT AND ANGEL BEGINS TO FADE, BUT BEFORE HIS ARMS FALL LIMP HE MANAGES TO GET A BOOT ON CROSS' CHEST... ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! Winner, via pinfall and NEW Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion: Fallen Angel SJ: He did it! Angel's a nine-time Undisputed Heavyweight Champion! He did it! SC: That was one of the closest wins we've ever seen I think Snoop, and look at Kovalenko, he's LIVID! SJ: Not more livid than Sebastian Cross, when he wakes up that is. Kovalenko stares at Angel with anger as Angel slowly gets to his feet. The two lock eyes as the referee slides into the ring, with the Heavyweight Championship, handing it to Fallen Angel who raises it above his head while still staring at Kovalenko. Kovalenko looks at the belt, then back to Angel, then back to the belt as huge boos hit the arena and the rest of T.C.K. walk out from the back. Kovalenko climbs through the ring ropes, heading up the ramp, and Street, McDonald and Anderson part ways, none wanting to get near the raging Ukranian, and as Kovalenko disappears behind the curtain the three hit the ring. "Cochise" by Audioslave hits the speakers as Angel finally celebrates fully as he raises the belt above his head, and the rest of T.C.K. lift him into the air. SJ: Grab My coat Scoop, I'm off to join the T.C.K. party tonight! SC: I doubt Fallen Angel's going to be inviting you to part with him... SJ (ignoring him): Anyone seen my hawaiian shirt? The pink one? Snoop's gonna get himself a girl tonight guys! SC: Please forget my broadcast colleague folks, as you can see tonight we've seen Fallen Angel crown himself with a ninth Heavyweight Title reign... he promised to put T.C.K. back on top and here at Dependence Day they have the top belt again... something tells me we're not gonna hear the end of this on Mayhem! The camera continues to focus on Angel holding the belt high, before it slowly moves to show Sebastian Cross on the outside holding himself up on the apron, staring into the ring with anger. He takes one last look at TCK and the very pleased with himself Fallen Angel... (END SHOW.)
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