![]() 28th August 2000 Announced vacant Heavy-Weight title to be decided at Hard Steel 2000. |
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| Damned Yankee def
English Invader (leather strap match)
Pimp In/Sniff/Svenny def Angel/Night Hawk/Mayhem Da Gremlin def Glen Stag Raging Fury def American Redneck Smooth Operators def Taunton Posse (THE LIGHTS IN THE ARENA GO MAD THE FIREWORKS GO OFF AS THE T.F.W.F. KICKS OFF ITS WEEK WITH MONDAY MAYHEM...IN THE COMMENTARY BOOTH ARE SCOOP AND SNOOP AS PER USUAL) SCOOP: Ladies and gentlemen what a show to kick of the week we have here...a leather strap match amongst many other matches which have feuds which have almost hit boiling point...kicking things off is a feud which has just kicked off it self the Dammed Yankee going one on one with Invader in this leather strap match. SNOOP: That's right...basically its the first man who can touch all four ring posts who wins...the favorite has to be Yankee he's the gimmick king, but Invader now has Easy McSlut on his side...and I can tell you Flamo is livid! (INVADER MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING HE HAS A BIG SMILE ON HIS FACE AS HE'S FLANKED BY EASY MCSLUT, YANKEE FOLLOWS AFTER TO A GREAT POP HE LOOKS HUNGER FOR VICTORY) SCOOP: Right the strap is in place and these two go at...Invader gets the early upper hand here nice sleeper move wearing Yankee down...he's dragging him towards the ring post nope Yankee's got a rope...the exchange blows for the first time. SNOOP: Bet that's not the only blow Invader has had recently. (SCOOP GIVES SNOOP A DIRTY LOOK THE ACTION CONTINUES FOR 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE FIRST BREAKTHROUGH) SCOOP: Yankee in trouble here...Oh! Big DDT by Invader...and he just...no...yes he got a finger tip on a ring post...Yankee is in trouble Invader goes for two. SNOOP: Yep we might have problems here...wait what a reversal by Yankee nice fireman's carry...Invader is tugging him back, but look the power of Yankee! one a piece... (THE ACTION CONTINUES...INVADER AGAIN ESTABLISHING AN UPPER HAND AFTER AND ARM BAR WEARING DOWN THE YANKEE EXCITING ACTION FOR ALL) SCOOP: Right Invader in Firm control. SNOOP: Nice pun...looks like Invader has two now yes...Yankee is in big trouble...he's looked second best in this match...Invader side headlock into a BULLDOG! OH MY! what a move! Wait what's this its Flamo coming down to ringside! ITS THE IC CHAMP! INVADER IS ALMOST TOUCHING FOUR! The referee is coming out of the ring he's stopping FLAMO! McSlut in the ring with a chair! SHE JUST NAILED INVADER! WHAT THE HELL!!!! FLAMO WITH A MASSIVE SMILE ON HIS FACE! IT WAS A TRICK! OH INVADER! SCOOP: He's been had! How devious by the IC champ the crowd loves it what the Scally from behind he's hit the IC champ...action in the ring and out IC AND HARDCORE CHAMP GOING AT IT! OH!!!! Yankee has got three ring posts now as well he's just dragging Invader around Scally in the ring refs lost control! SNOOP: No surprise there. Damn refs...wait Scally on Yankee no! Yankee blocked the right hand! He just hit Invader into Scally, Yankee has the fourth post and what's this he's pinned SCALLY WE HAVE A WINNER AND NEW HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!! YANKEES THE CHAMPION! (FLAMO HITS THE RING AND UNTIES THE STRAP HE AND YANKEE GIVE THE TWO A BEATING BEFORE EXCHANGING HIGH FIVES AND LEAVING RINGSIDE) SCOOP: Next up a 6 man tag and listen to the ovations for both these teams...and nobody is wasting anytime its a brawl! SNOOP: What were you expecting a topical debate? (SCOOP LOOKS AT SNOOP AGAIN, ANGEL STARTS IT OFF WITH SNIFF...THEY EXCHANGE SLAMS AND SUPLEXES AND POWER MOVES THE MATCH STARTS TO SETTLE DOWN AS Svenny GETS IN WITH MAYHEM) SCOOP: Pure power here personified in Mayhem he's a big bad customer! Svenny he's Hardcore though and he is taking it too Mayhem as well... big choke slam by Mayhem...he's going up stairs...flying lariat...didn't connect...Mayhem is in trouble... Svenny SVEN LOCK! FIVE MINUTES INTO THIS MATCH! AND IT LOOKS ALL OVER! (THE POWER IN THE ARENA GOES DOWN EVERYTHING IS DARK) SNOOP: What the hell? What's going on where in darkness here folks I can here chair shots! (THE LIGHTS GO BACK ON ALL SIX MEN ARE LYING IN THE RING??? THE REFEREE IS DOWN TOO THEIR IS A CABLE STUFFED IN PIMP IN'S MOUTH) SCOOP: What the hell is going around here...security anything I think the match has been abandoned, but what's going on...wait...referee is arising Svenny is crawling over he's pinning Mayhem one, two three...Love Shack wins, but at what cost.. VOICE: HAHAHAHA THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING! SNOOP: What! who was that! Iam out of here! SCOOP: Your a professional go change your pants and get back out here... SNOOP: Sure...I'll be right back. (SNOOP HURRIES BACKSTAGE, TRICKY FLICK EMERGES TWO MINUTES LATER AND SITS AT THE ANNOUNCERS BOOTH) SCOOP: Trick what an honor. TF: Yep, Snoop said his dog had died and could I fill in. SCOOP: Figures, did you here that noise earlier...and see what happened. TF: No, I was watching 'Mission to Mars'. (SCOOP SIGHS...DA GREMLIN AND GLEN STAG MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE RING...DA GREMLIN GETS A BIG POP FROM THE CROWD HE TAKES THE MICROPHONE) DA GREMLIN: Not only did my brother get his ass kicked but this night gets better as Glen will be having a drink on me. (GLEN STAG WASTES NO TIME ATTACKING GREMLIN HITTING A STUNNING HURRICANA AND A FISHER MEN'S CARRY. HE THEN CHOKES DA GREMLIN COMPLETELY RAGGED STAG IN COMPLETE CONTROL.) SCOOP: Wow! Tricky a possible future opponent looking strong here. TF: Yes, Iam going to get him a drink! (TRICKY FLICK WALKS UP TO THE RING AND SPRAYS HIS FLOWER ON HIS LAPEL IN HIS THE FACE OF GLEN!) SCOOP: TRICKY FLICK HAS JUST SQUIRTED WHISKEY IN THE FACE OF GLEN STAG!!! GREMLIN HAS HIM SPINS HIM ROUND...REBELLION!!! 1-2-3...GREMLIN YOUR WINNER! (TRICKY GOT IN THE RING AND HIT GLEN STAG WITH A CLOTHESLINE BEFORE LEAVING TO A ROARING OVATION) SCOOP: Well that was a bit unexpected and the war between Da Gremlin and Glen Stag is not over (SNOOP COMES RUSHING BACK)...oh I thought you left! SNOOP: I did...and the DoJo's locker room has been trashed again!!! SCOOP: Well we haven't got time to worry bout that, we have Raging Fury, possibly the next European Champion against American Redneck Paul Miller... (MILLER COMES TO THE RING WITH A PIG UNDER HIS ARM SCOOP IS VIOLENTLY SICK THINKING ABOUT IT...AS REDNECK LEAVES THE RING AREA, RAGING FURY EMERGES AS HE POSES FOR THE CAMERA HE IS ATTACKED BY JIMMY SIMPSON!) SCOOP: Doesn't that guy get sick of run-ins? SNOOP: Where there is run-ins there is Jimmy Simpson. (SIMPSON AND MILLER BEAT RAGING FOR ABOUT FIVE MINUTES TO TEN MINUTES WITH A COMBINATION OF DOUBLE TEAM MOVES) SCOOP: Well Redneck is about to walk out victorious again thanks to Jimmy Simpson...Irish whip into the ropes by Redneck...nice duck under by RAGING...OH BIG RIGHT HAND BY RAGING...SOUTHPAW SLAM!!!!! ONE-TWO-THREE! RAGING DOES IT! SNOOP: What a victory for Raging. (MONDAY MAYHEM TAKES A COMMERCIAL BREAK) SCOOP: We are back and up next former tag champions Smooth Operators go up against the Taunton Posse...and Snoop its basically one team trying to prove they are not surplus to requirements in the Hoodlums and the other team trying to stay in the tag title picture. SNOOP: That's right with Dean and Yankee agreeing to join the Hoodlums, Huggsy Bear and the Taunton Posse could be on their way out. Ok Ling-Ator and Casa Nova going at it here what's this we are five seconds into this one and AD Fighter has just got in the ring and hit Ling-Ator in the head with a bat!!!! NOVA GETS THE PIN AND THE SMOOTH OPERATORS ARE OUT OF HERE! FIGHTER IN LING-ATOR'S FACE! (FIGHTER TAKES THE MICROPHONE) FIGHTER: Iam sick and tired of you Ling-Ator and the Posse, Iam sick and tired of going out every night and watching you cost me recognition you are running the Hoodlums...in fact the Hoodlums is crap anyway Huggsy Bear what have you done recently except hide behind your office desk, Luddite you fat bastard coming out here with Saturn making us look bad and now we have the Damned Hammers! What the hell! Consider me gone I have a new alliance now, Hoodlums either let me control you...or suffer the consequences like Ling-Ator. SNOOP: Its the Kamikaze Klan! They are doing a number on Ling-Ator! Oh my we have run out of time here folks! See you Thursday! |
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