<Fade in. We are taking a look at clips of last week's show as "He Got Game" by Public Enemy (I know, but I couldn't remember the song Buffalo Springfield originally sung, and it's instrumental) plays in the background. We see "Big Dog" Justin Russell delivering a textbook vertical superplex on a prone Vincent Maxim; we then see Eddie Deegan using a plancha on Jeremy Rhodes; after that, Death Master is delivering the TrUth on Harbringer; Dark Shadow's forehead striking the ringpost; and finally, Sex and Violence walks down to the ring. NACW logo appears and then disappears, the song restarts. We are in a packed Mid-South Coliseum. Fans are waving signs, and the majority of them are split between Justin Russell, Billy Classon, and Garrett Kulash, who is a very popular referee. We fade down to the ringside area, where the ring is being proudly shown off in the spotlights. There is still Dark Shadow's blood on the lower right ringpost, and the ring remains the same: black white apron covers, black mat, white ropes, black turnbuckles, and white ringposts. After you get a good look at the ring, the camera pans down to the announcer's table, where Steve White, Dan Mazin, and Tony Davis are doing their duty. White is in a blue henley shirt and dark blue jeans. Mazin is in his customary black blazer and slacks, along with a white t-shirt. Tony Davis is adorned in a black NACW t-shirt and khaki shorts. The casts have been removed, and are replaced with leg braces The music stops, and White starts speaking>

White: Welcome to the Mid-South Coliseum, an arena that was once the foothold of the USWA! We are here in Jerry Lawler's hometown, and we're taking over! This is NACW Sunday Night Slam Masters! My name is Steve White, and joining me as usual are the dueling mouths, Tony Davis and Dan Mazin.

Tony Davis and Dan Mazin: Thanks...

Davis: Hey, moron, he was talking about me first.

Mazin: But I'm the biggest star, gravel breath.

Davis: What?! I'd just love to see you get into a motorcycle accident like I went through!

White <ignoring both>: Before we get things rolling tonight, we have a few things to update you on. First, thanks to the Staff of Destruction by GtB and the prowess of Chameleon, Kenny Smith suffered a separated shoulder, and he should be back in time to be in the battle royal at Bad and Nationwide.

Mazin: yeah, and because of his stupidity, Dark Shadow gave himself a concussion by running headfirst into the ringpost during his match with Insane Wayne, thus the blood stains on our white ringposts. He also needed six stitches to close that wound. He was even in a semi-comatose state for about four hours; he was responding to doctors in their reflex tests, but other than that, he wasn't completely comatose.

Davis: Oh, yeah, and with the sheer amount of matches we've got tonight, one match had to be bumped, so it had to be the Nameless Tragedy against Antonio Castillo. Shaun McWhirter interfered in that bout, distracting Castillo which led to TNT rolling him up and getting the three-count. After that, Castillo ran to the back. TNT, stunned, was blitzed by Ian Bradley, and those two had to be separated.

White: Now, we've gotta get things started. Here we go...Harbringer vs. Kevin Hall!

Steve White: Well fans, our next match tonight should be a great battle between two fierce competitors. Harbringer vs. Kevin Hall. Now, we all know Kevin Hall who was a HWA World Champion, but Harbringer is new to the wrestling circuit, a rookie being taught by two veterans being Kenny Smith and Johnny Douglas.

Dan Mazin: Fierce competitors? In what life! Hall is a jobber and Harbringer's gonna whip his @$$!!

Tony Davis: The only man who's over the hill is you Mazin. You always have been and you always will be.

SW: Are you two ever going to stop?

TD and DM: HELL NO!!!

SW: Well then, as these two battle it out, let's go to David Smith for the introductions.

David Smith: This contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit and the referee is Scott Whitman. Introducing first, he is a veteran of HWA and is a former champion, he weighs in at 6'11", 335 lbs., here is.....KEVIN HAAAAAAL!!!!!

(("Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin blasts over the speakers as Kevin Hall comes to the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He slaps a few hands and gets in the ring.))

DS: And his opponent, he is a member of The Cult, led to the ring by Johnny "Hellspawn" Douglas, weighing in at 6'8", 280 lbs., here is.....HARBRINGER!!!!

(("Tourniquet" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers as the crowd erupts in boos. Harbringer is followed by Johnny Douglas to the ring and as they get in, Harbringer is met by a big boot.))

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

SW: Well, right off the bat Hall is bringing it to Harbringer with a big boot followed by a scoop slam. Hall now whips Harbringer to the ropes....Stinger Splash!!!...and again...and...he missed with the third and hit the ring post!! Harbringer now takes the big man to the center of the ring, he's going for a Piledriver...REVERSED INTO ONE FOR HALL!!!

TD: Well, so far no signs of ring rust on Hall considering he hasn't done this in a couple of months. Hall now sends Harbringer to the ropes and a Tilt-W-Whirl Slam!!! Hall is really dominating so far, considering he is heavier and taller than Harbringer. Hall now picks

Harbringer up, kick to the gut....EVEN FLOW DDT!!!! Cover by all....ONE!!!...TWO!!!...KICKOUT!! Hall now setting up Harbringer, wait! Douglas in up on the ring apron and from the back comes Kenny Smith!! he throws Harbringer a pair of brass Knucks!!!

DM: That's my boy!! Hall turns around....DUCKS???...CLOTHESLINE!! THE REF'S STILL DISTRACTED THOUGH...TURN AROUND REF!!!! NO!!! HALL WHACKED HIM WITH THE KNUCKS AND THROWS THEM INTO THE CROWD!!!! HALL NOW STANDS HIM UP, GOING FOR THE TIGER BOMB 91'.....WHY DID HE HAVE TO CONNECT? HE COVERS...ONE!!!...TWO!!!!...THREE!!! AWW MAN, WHY'S THE GOOD GUY ALWAYS

HAVE TO LOSE?

TD: GOOD GUY? HE WAS THE...AWW...NEVER MIND!!!

SW: An impressive victory there by Hall, but let's not waste any time, because we've got our next match coming up!!!

White: That had to be one of the shortest matches in NACW history. It didn't take long for Hall to run through Harbringer.

Davis: Hall obviously went to wrestling school as well as Qunicy's Steakhouse and Buffet while he was on his little exile. He's put on some weight and learned a few moves. That Tiger Driver '91 is a variation of "Big Dog" Justin Russell's "Dog Bite" piledriver.

White: Of course, that's a power bomb, except you drop the guy on their head instead of the back. That move was created by Mitsuharu Misawa.

Mazin: Is that all you do is tell us about moves?

White: Well...

Mazin: Wait, you masturbate too. You know, you'll go blind if you do that.

Davis: So, does that mean you're blind?

Mazin: I...uh...

White: We've got to go to commercial, and when we come back, we'll go to Ken Coffin and Insane Wayne.

<Commercial>

Mazin: "And right now, pyschobitch is coming out to fight the man whose nosering nearly pulled out his whole nose!"

White: "Will you please? Let's go to David Smith for ring introductions."

SMITH: "Coming the aisle first....."

["Ghetto Vet" by Ice Cube begins over the sound system. Through the curtain steps Ken Coffin, with no pyro, no flash, nothing. The fans react with nothing but respect, whether they like or dislike the man. He's wear a shirt, reading "No Limit Records" on the front with a listing of some No Limit artist on the back. The fists Coffin are all taped up, and his normal attire of jean shorts, and black boots. His hair is tied in dreads, and when he opens his mouth, his tongue ring is very noticeable.]

"Standing at 6'1", weighing in at 245 lbs, KEEEEN COFFFFFFIN!"

Davis: "You have to wonder what happens if that tongue ring is pulled out."

Mazin: "No you don't."

Davis: "Dan, don't make me have to..."

White: "Boys, boys, we have another entrance to get to, huh?"

["12" by the Insane Clown Posse begins to play over the sound system.]

[A man in a straight jacket appears in the aisle way, speaking to his strange little doll who appears to be pointing the way to the ring for Wayne. His long, black pants are covered in red spiderwebs, ending at his black boots. He slowly, slowly makes his way to ringside with the help of his ever lovely head.]

SMITH- "Coming down the aisle, standing at 6'5" and weighing 285 lbs, INSANE

WAAAAAYNE!"

Mazin: "What a nutcase."

White: "He truly is one of the most bizarre competitors in the history of this great sport."

Davis: "What?"

White: "Erm, nevermind."

Mazin: "No, no, what was that?"

White: "Wayne's ready, his jacket is off, and Coffin moves in to lock up, WAYNE NAILS A FOREARM to the forehead of Coffin! He's got him backed in the corner now, and he's wailing away at the stomach of Coffin!"

Davis: "Would you say those are the greatest punches in the history of our great sport?"

Mazin: "No. Wayne now whips him to the otherside, Coffin staggers out, and Wayne backdrops him into the center of the ring!"

White: "Wayne hits the mat with Coffin, and he's choking him! Where's the ref?"

Davis: "Garrett Kulash is in there, he's way into the brawling stuff. He could care less."

White: "Why exactly is he employed then?"

Mazin: "Who cares. This is good action. Wayne now lifts Coffin, side headlock, but Coffin shrugs him off! Wayne with a clothesline, Coffin ducks, crawls up the back of Wayne, sitting atop the shoulders, VICTORY ROLL!

1...

No."

Davis: "Wow, Wayne easily has the power advantage here."

White: "Coffin now stands,dropkick to Wayne's chest, and again, and again... Wayne slumps over on the ropes."

Mazin: "And Coffin chases him in with a big clothesline to follow up, sending Wayne over the top!"

White: "Coffin now, checking the ropes, and he slingshots himself on top of Wayne!"

Davis: "Coffin lifts Wayne, tosses him toward the post, reversal, and Coffin runs head first into the post!"

Mazin: "And now Wayne is speaking to the doll again..."

Davis: "And Coffin is standing..."

Mazin: "He runs toward Wayne, Wayne turns and sees him, too late! Coffin just avalanched him onto the post!"

White: "Coffin slides Wayne back in, climbs to the top turnbuckle, elbow attempt, nailed it!"

Davis: "Wayne now, flat on his back, motionless, as Coffin hits the ropes, somersault... big splash!

1...

2...

NO!"

White: "Wayne still has too much in him. An elbow doesn't put him out."

Mazin: "Yeah, but he can he hook on the Str8 jacket now?"

Davis: "Why not?"

Mazin: "Cause he's been beaten from pillar to post, that's why."

White: "Not nearly, yet, actually, this match may go on awhile longer."

Davis: "Coffin now applies an arm bar to Wayne, and Wayne slowly stands up in it. Wayne pushes Coffin to the ropes,sends him other side, drops the back, Coffin hops over, Coffin comes back, and CATCHES WAYNE IN THE JAW WITH A LEAPING ROUNDHOUSE KICK!"

Mazin: "YET AGAIN Wayne falls."

White: "Coffin now, runs toward the ropes, comes back, leg drop, nailed right below the jaw of Wayne."

Mazin: "And Coffin applies a reverse chin lock. Wayne is fighting it off, on a knee, croutched on his feet, up, elbow to the gut! Elbow to the gut! Coffin releases,Wayne kicks him in the gut, DDT!"

Davis: "And both men fall! Double count applied!"

White: "Wayne is shaking the cobwebs,he's fighting this off! He's up!"

Davis: "Wayne lifts Coffin, front face lock, knee to the gut, again, releases, hits the ropes, SWINGING NECK BREAKER!"

Mazin: "And Wayne really showing some odd talent now! He stands over Coffin, lifts the knee, and kicks the inside of it! So much for talent..."

White: "It's effective, none the less. Wayne drops an elbow on the knee, and drops it. Lifts coffin now, COBRA CLUTCH APPLIED! He's got him, Coffin is fighting toward the ropes, but Wayne is pulling back... COBRA CLUTCH SUPLEX! SWEET MAMA!"

Mazin: "HOLY CRAP! The Insane Man is scaling the ropes! This isn't good for anybody, let alone Coffin! Or even Wayne himself!"

Davis: "Coffin is staggering to his feet, Wayne is perched, and he dives... A WAYNEACANRANA?!"

Mazin: "NO! Coffin dropped it into a Liger bomb!

1....

2...

NO!"

White: "What a desperation move by coffin! That flying head scissors attempt from the top from a man with the girth of Wayne would have surely knocked him out!"

Davis: "Coffin now, catching his breath by the ropes, Wayne is on the man shaking..."

White: "Coffin steps over to Wayne, attempts to lift him up... WAYNE PULLS HIM OVER IN A SMALL PACKAGE!

1...

2...

NO!"

Mazin: "And Coffin is PO'ed now. He stomps the head of Wayne, again, again, this is a stomp fest, folks!"

White: "Coffin lifts Wayne now, lifts him into a fireman's carry, and drops him with the Samoan Drop!"

Davis: "Coffin now grabs the right arm of Wayne, ties it through his legs, leaps over the back, LA MAGISTRAL CRADLE!

1...

2...

Thr- GOOD LORD THAT WAS CLOSE!"

Mazin: "Wayne gets out AGAIN, much to the frustration of Coffin. Kenny doesn't know what else to do, he lifts Wayne, hooks him in a front facelock... 6 FOOT DDT! 6 FOOT DDT!"

Davis: "But Wayne landed and his body rolled under the bottom rope!"

White: "Coffin pulls him to the center of the ring, thus killing off some time. Lateral press, no legs hooked..

1...

2...

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WAYNE HAS A SHOULDER ROLLED AT 2.99!"

Davis: "The roll under the ropes saved him. Coffin had to walk across the ring, pull his limp body to the center, and then pin him. And he didn't cradle Wayne up correctly."

White: "Very true."

Mazin: "Yeah, well, now Coffin is going to lay out this insane puke. Coffin lifts the man up, steps besides him, Side Russian legsweep! Ha!"

Davis: "Coffin now to the 2nd rope, somersault senton from the 2nd rope! That's amazing, it's normally a top rope manuever!"

Mazin: "Coffin's good. I figured you knew that."

White: "No cover, he lifts Wayne up, full arm drag and twist, WAYNE SWEEPS HIS FEET OUT!"

Mazin: "What the hell happened? Coffin kips up, tosses a right, BLOCKED! Tosses another right, BLOCKED! WAYNE SPEARS HIM TO THE GROUND, AND OPENS UP WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS TO COFFIN, WHO'S COVERING UP!"

Davis: "Covering or not, that hurts like a bitch. And Wayne is PUMPED UP now! Look at him go!"

White: "Wayne lifts Coffin, pulls the arm into a pumphandle, lifts, PUMPHANDLE SLAM!"

Mazin: "Wayne drops a knee to the crotch of Coffin! What the hell is this?!"

Davis: "Good old Garrett doesn't give a rat's ass. I think he's into this."

White: "Wayne climbs to the top rope from the outside, perched on top, Coffin is standing, still covering his crotch, and... SWEET MAMA! WAYNE JUST... SWEET MAMA!"

Mazin: "WAYNE NAILED A CORKSCREW MOONSAULT! INSANE WAYNE, ALL 285 POUNDS! HAD HE MISSED THAT, AT HIS SIZE, HE'D HAVE BROKEN HIS BODY IN HALF!"

Davis: "Hitting it didn't work too well for him either. Folks, that's why we leave those moves for the likes of Rhodes, Deegan, and Chameleon."

White: "I just can't get over that... SWEET MAMA, A Corkscrew moonsault from THAT man. Now I see why he's called insane."

Mazin: "You couldn't figure that out before?"

Davis: "Do you ever not have a comment?"

White: "Please. We've got a match here."

Davis: "Wayne is standing, but he's still checking his head."

Mazin: "And Coffin looks OUT. I mean... OUT."

Davis: "Wayne walks over to Coffin, lifts him, standing head scissors... POWEBOMB! And he lifts him again, ANOTHER BOMB! Cover

1...

2...

THAT'S IT!"

White: "NO! 2 Count! 2! So, so close. Wayne reaches down, for Coffin's hair, Coffin pulls Wayne's arm and Wayne goes down! Coffin kips up, and quickly drops an elbow to Wayne's gut!"

Davis: "Coffin mounting the comeback, lifts Wayne while holding an arm ringer, and there's a massive, massive short clothesline by Coffin! Coffin needs to end this thing now!"

Mazin: "Coffin lifts Wayne, and drops him jawfirst across his shoulder! Wayne bounces up and falls quickly! This thing is nearing its end."

White: "Coffin lifts up Wayne again, kicks him in the gut, front face lock applied, he wants to end it! He's calling for the 6 Foot DDT!"

Mazin: "And Wayne is going SIX FEET UNDER NOW!"

Davis: "He throws Wayne up, but Wayne blocks it and falls back to his feet! Again thrown up, and again back to his feet!"

White: "Wayne reaches up, HE GOUGES COFFIN IN THE EYE! DAMN THIS REF!"

Davis: "Coffin backs away, turns his back, and covers up his eyes... Wayne is standing!"

White: "This *can't* be good for Coffin! Wayne comes up behind, grabs the arms, leaps, body scissors, both on the mat, Wayne gets on top... STR8 JACKET! THAT'S IT! THAT FULL NELSON BODY SCISSORS RIDING HOLD!"

Mazin: "HE WON'T TAP! HE WON'T LOSE TO THIS... this... FREAK!"

Davis: "Coffin can't go anywhere! It's a matter of time!"

White: "He's struggling... but he can't move! AND THERE'S THE BELL!"

Davis: "INSANE WAYNE! Takes it with the Jacket!"

Time of Fall: 12:59.

Davis: You know, I'll give Ken Coffin some credit. He's tough, he's won a few belts, but that was just a match he couldn't win there against Insane Wayne, who is on a huge roll.

White: Wayne hasn't been seen since the GWC folded back all the way in November, so he probably picked up quite a few moves. Next time, I'm predicting it...he's going to win a belt again in one of our family of federations, and he's going to keep it for more than six days, too.

Mazin: I guess you can talk to the doll, too.

Davis: Who knows, huh?

White: Well, perhaps I can say that Wayne is an upcoming star in this federation. He'll be up in the ranks like Justin Russell, Eddie Deegan, or Billy Classon.

Davis: Or the man in our next match.

Mazin: Jojo Fireball?!

Davis: No, you moron. Death Master!

White: Let's get down to ring announcer David Smith for the introductions to our next match.

Mazin: Do we have to? David Smith's voice is very annoying.

Davis: If you don't like it than leave. We don't need you anyway.

Mazin: NO! Because that is what you want.

Smith: Ladies and Gentleman the next match is scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first accompanied to the ring by Razor weighing in at 232 pounds JOJO FIREBALL!!!!!

[ "Fixxxer" by Metallica blasts over the sound system and the fans rise to their feet as the lights go out and a red light engulfs the ring area. A light than goes on at the entrance area and smoke begins to come out of the entrance door. Jojo Fireball and his bodyguard Razor step out and the crowd begins to cheer louder. As he makes his way to the ring he has a focused look on his face. He leaps into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle getting a good reaction from the crowd. Than the lights go on. ]

Smith: And his opponent accompanied to the ring by GtB weighing in at 325 pounds DEATH MASTER!!!!

[ The crowd stands up and they are quiet. Smoke begins to fill up the entrance way as the All Bell rendition of "the Death March" begins to play on the sound system. Lasers than shoot out all over the arena and Death Master and GtB step out and the crowd is silent staring at the two in awe. GtB raises the Staff of Destruction in the air and as he brings it down he yells something and Death Master immediately runs to the ring. ]

White: Well here we go.

Davis: Wait look at Jojo.

White: OH MAN!!! A somersault plancha on to Death Master on the outside. Jojo has Death Master up now and he delivers a hotshot on the guardrail.

Davis: The referee has to gain control of this match soon or this could turn out ugly.

Mazin: James Deeley does a great job. Good job James.

White. Jojo rolls Death Master back into the ring and he is going up to the top rope. What is he going to do now.

Davis: I don't know but Death Master hasn't moved.

White: He could be going for the Fireball Moonsault. Yeah he is!!!

Davis: He connects!!!!

White: He connected with the Fireball Moonsault this one should be over. the count...

1...

KICKOUT!!!!!

White: OH MY GOD!!!! Did you see that?

Mazin: He kicked out of the Fireball moonsault. How did he do that?

Davis: I don't know but look at Jojo.

White: Jojo is up and he is throwing a fit. He can not believe it and Death Master is sitting up now.

Davis: Look at how scared he is.

Mazin: HaHa!!

Davis: What are you laughing at.

Mazin: Jojo is going to meet the Truth.

White: That could be. Death Master stalking Jojo now and Jojo quickly leaves the ring. Death Master is out after him. Jojo is running but UH OH!!!

Davis: He just ran right into GtB.

Mazin: Death Master watch out!

White: Razor is behind Death Master with a chair.

WHACK!!!!!!

Davis: It didn't even phase him.

Mazin: Razor better get out of there.

White: Wait Death Master has Razor by the throat and a choke slam on the outside. The referee is checking Razor and GtB just nailed Jojo with the Staff of Destruction. He rolls him into the ring. Death Master covers him and the referee gets back into the ring.

1...

2...

3.NO!!!

Mazin: That was 3. That was 3.

Davis: No it wasn't.

Mazin: Yes it was!

White: Death Master is staying on Fireball. He has him up and he sends him against the ropes and a SUPERKICK. The cover...

1...

2...

3..NO!

Davis: That was even closer.

White: Death Master is just toying with him right now. He places him in the corner and he is choking him with his boot. Come on ref break the hold.

Davis: Come on ref.

Mazin: What that is totally legal.

White: Death Master finally breaks the hold. He places Jojo on the top rope and he is going for something.

Davis: Wait Fireball just threw something in the eyes of Death Master. Death Master falls off the ropes. Jojo is up and a FLYING CROSS BODY PRESS!!

1...

KICKOUT!!!!

White: Not even close. He sends Death Master off the ropes and he executes a leap frog and now a Flying Clothesline that staggers Death Master. Off the ropes again and a bulldog, NO!! Death Master threw him off. Death Master now has that stuff out of his eyes. Jojo is up and Death Master hits him with a Bodyslam. He runs off the ropes and a big leg drop. A cover...

1...

2...

3..NO!!

Davis: That was a little bit of a fast count.

Mazin: No that was a good count.

White: Well either way he kicked out. Death Master has him up again and a Shoulderbreaker. He quickly picks him up again and he has him WAAAAAYYYY over his head!!! A Guerilla Press and he drops him.

Mazin: Cover him.

1...

2...

3..NO!

Davis: Another near fall. I do not know how much more he can take.

White: GtB raises the Staff of Destruction and I think he is calling for the Truth. Death Master brings him over to the corner but here comes Razor.

Davis: What is he going to do with that chair?

White: He goes to hit Death Master. He moved!!! and he nails Jojo. Death Master now has Razor and he throws him into a corner. He has him up and there it is. THE TRUTH!!!! He now goes over to Jojo and he has him up and he delivers THE TRUTH on him!!!!! He puts him and Razor together. What is he doing?

Mazin: He is going to cover both of them.

1...

2...

3...!!!!

White: Death Master just pinned Jojo and his bodyguard. GtB is now in the ring and he is whispering something to Death Master. Death Master picks up Razor and places him in the corner. He climbs to the top rope and he gives him the TRUTH again!!!!

Davis: Is this guy nuts? What is he trying to prove?

Mazin: He is trying to prove that he is the best wrestler in the federation which he is.

White: Whatever it is. The security guards are now out to restrain him. Folks we have to go to commercial.

White: Death Master with another huge win here in the NACW. He's going to be a big force in that battle royal. As for us, we're going to commercial. Darkfire and Shaun McWhirter is next.

White: This upcoming match should be a good one, as Darkfire is set to take on "The Scottish Monster" Shaun McWhirter.

Davis: I can't believe how cocky this Darkfire guy. He not only wanted us to run promos of him, but also claim that we were *so* lucky to have him wrestle for us. It's not like this fed will go under if he didn't have this guy.

White: Well, he is a good wrestler.

Davis: Not as good as Shaun McWhirter. There was a lot of hype for Glacier too, if you remember.

David Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Your referee is James Deeley.

<Loud boos from the crowd, who seems to hate Deeley. Then, "Enter Sandman" by Metallica begins to play, which causes the crowd to break into a loud chrous of boos>

Smith: Introducing first, he weighs in at 295 pounds and is accompanied to the ring by Demona and Ash...Darkfire!

<The doors slide open, and Darkfire paces out. He is wearing a singlet similar to Sting's, but only the pads are a combination of teal and purple. Demona is wearing her usual purple leather, and Ash is wearing a purple muscle shirt with a purple, black, and teal kilt. His music cuts, and then "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath begins to play>

Smith: And his opponent, he weighs in at 268 pounds, here is the one and only Scottish Monster of professional wrestling...Shaun McWhirter!

<The doors slide open once again, and then, Shaun McWhirter steps out. He walks slowly into the ring as he gets a mixed pop. However, Ash is preventing McWhirter from entering the ring. The music cuts>

White: What is wrong with Ash? He's 7'2", 495 pounds, but he's preventing Shaun McWhirter from doing his job!

Davis: If Darkfire is so good, why does he need this entourage?

Mazin: Who knows, but he seems to have Deeley in his back pocket too, because a normal ref would have gotten them out of the ring.

White: Well, I don't see how we can start the match if...

<"Suicide Is The Only Way Out" by The Experience then begins to play>

White: What the hell is this?

<The doors slide open again, and a bald, black man, sporting a goatee, walks out with a micrphone. He is wearing a White Zombie t-shirt and black jeans. He also has a chair slung over his shoulder. He walks down to ringside, unfolds the chair, and places a carton of TCBY Key Lime Pie Yogurt on the chair with a plastic spoon, and then begins speaking>

???: Hello? Hello? This is your commisioner speaking....

This is Shawn Coats speaking...

<Loud, insane pop>

Shawn Coats: Good, everyone can hear me! That cuts down on my time quite a bit. Like I said, this is your rule-enforcing commisioner speaking. The way I see it, it looks like Darkfire isn't letting his opponent into the ring. Well, I'm not going to send your bodyguard to the back, and I'm not going to send your little slut to the back, either.

<Another loud pop>

Coats: But what I am going to do it this. You've got until I finish my yogurt to let your opponent into the ring, and if you don't, I'll give you a taste of justice, steel-chair style! It usually takes me 15 seconds to eat my cup of yogurt, so hurry up, now.

<Coats moves the yogurt and sits down. He peels off the cellophane and begins eating. McWhirter attempts to get into the ring again, but is kicked in the stomach by Ash. Darkfire looks around to Coats, who shows that he only has one spoonful left, and Darkfire then tells Ash to let him into the ring. Coats eats his last spoonful, throws the cup and spoon into the crowd, and unfolds the chair, but by that time, McWhirter has been let into the ring. The bell rings>

Mazim: Commisioner Shawn Coats?!

Davis: Yeah, Commissioner Shawn Coats!

White: We had nobody in charge, so the board appointed an enforcer of justice, and that's Shawn Coats!

Mazin: Darkfire and McWhirter are trading punches now, which could lead to a problem because Darkfire is so much bigger, but McWhirter is holding his own in that ring.

White: McWhirter is taking a slight beating in there, and Darkfire has him reeling, so he's going to bounce off the ropes and hopefully catch McWhirter with a clothesline, or something, but McWhirter lifts him up by his legs and drops him with an atomic drop!

Davis: Darkfire is getting back up, but McWhirter nails him with a clothesline! Darkfire scrambling back up, and McWhirter scoops him up and slams him!

Mazin: Darkfire trying to roll underneath the ropes, but guess what? McWhirter's grabbed him by the singlet and is dragging him back into the ring!

Davis: Darkfire is trying to get out, but McWhirter cinches up...vertical suplex! Darkfire is in trouble, and he knows it, so that's why he's trying to get out of Dodge!

Mazin: Never underestimate Shaun McWhirter. Darkfire did, and that got him in trouble.

White: Darkfire is back out of the ring, and McWhirter is climbing up...he's on the top turnbuckle! He's signalling...he's flying off, but Ash steps in his way and catches hime! What the hell is with this?

Davis: Ash caught him and is ramming in himto the ringpost with a running charge, but Deeley is allowing this! Commisioner Coats has unfolded his chair, and now he's coming around to deliver some justice!

Mazin: Ash has his back turned, and Coats whacks him on the back! That didn't even faze Ash!

White: Uh oh.

Mazin: Ash turns around, and Coats throws the chair at Ash, Ash catches it...Van Daminator! Coats nailed a Van Daminator, but Ash still isn't fazed!

White: Look in the ring! While Deeley is distracter, Antonio Castillo is in the ring, because McWhirter has crawled back in...Big Hit! Castillo nails McWhirter with the Big Hit, and I guess that's payback for earlier tonight!

Davis: Darkfire sees this, he's sliding back into the ring, and Deeley turns around! Coats hits Ash upside the head with a chair, and Ash crumples to the ground, but Deeley's counting!

James Deeley: One.two.three!

<The bell rings>

White: What? What?! What was with that quick count?!

Davis: Coats is in the ring, trying to get Deeley to explain himself, but as you know in the NACW, the referee's decision is final, and the only man that can overturn a decision is NACW Senior Referee Mikey Johnson, but Johnson's work is done for the night, and he's out!

Mazin: Ash is in the ring as well, and he's standing behind Coats...he's grabbed the commisioner! Ash lifts Coats up...big back suplex coming up...but Coats slides out of it!

White: Coats winds back with a chair that he placed in the corner...

<WHACK!>

White: Holy shit! Shawn Coats just nailed Ash, and that put a huge dent in the chair...

Davis: And Ash's head!

White: Coats is now running for his life, and McWhirter is following to get his hands on Castillo, but Ash is still standing! Ash...he's still standing...

White: What...what the hell was that?

Davis: I call it Antonio Castillo getting some revenge.

Mazin: I call it a fine count by a top official in this sport, James Deeley.

Davis: Deeley's no Garrett Kulash. You know it, I know it.

White: Guys, guys! Focus! We've got Michael Cabster up next!

David Smith - This next match is a scheduled for one fall...

David Smith - Coming down the aisle, weighing 245 pounds, [fans hold up Pope Sixtus the 6th sucks signs] Pope Sixtus the 6th.

[Pope Sixtus the 6th makes his way to the ring.]

David Smith - And his opponent, Coming to the ring at this time, standing 6'8", weighing 287 pounds, "The Professional" Michael Cabster.

["The Professional" Michael Cabster walks to the ring.]

[The Bell Rings and the match officially begins]

Dan Mazin - Pope Sixtus the 6th picks him up and a body slam!! Down goes "The Professional" Michael Cabster. Pope Sixtus the 6th comes down across the back of The Professional with a double axe handle!! "The Professional" Michael Cabster just can't make it to his feet! Pope Sixtus the 6th pulling "The Professional" Michael Cabster back to his feet. Huge Bulldog by Pope may have broken some of Cabsters teeth!

Tony Davis - Pope with the hair of "The Professional" Michael Cabster.

Dan Mazin - Looks like he's setting him up for a piledriver.....Cabster with a big back body drop!!!

Tony Davis - The Professional hops back to his feet. "The Professional" Michael Cabster picks him up and dumps Pope Sixtus the 6th on his head! Pope sure could use some help now. Pinning combination by "The Professional" Michael Cabster ...1 ...2 ... Pope grabs onto the ropes! We almost had a pin there! Cabster's going for a boston crab.

Steve White - He's not gonna get it on Pope Sixtus the 6th is to quick!

Dan Mazin - C'mon Pope beat him down!!!

Tony Davis - "The Professional" Michael Cabster pulls Pope Sixtus the 6th back to his feet. Pope Sixtus the 6th with an eye gouge!! Down goes "The Professional" Michael Cabster! Cover by Pope Sixtus the 6th ...1 ...2 ... Brian "Bryan Storm" Stevens is pointing to the ropes.

Steve White - Yeah that was about two and one tenth counts.

Dan Mazin - "The Professional" Michael Cabster moving to his feet. The Pope goes four a running clothesline....The Professional ducks!!!

Tony Davis - Cabster turns and starts to pummel Pope Sixtus with a fury of punches.

Steve White - "The Professional" Michael Cabster throws Pope Sixtus off the ropes...knee to the stomach of the Pope

Dan Mazin - Pope back to his feet. Michael applys a standing bear hug, lifts The Professional up and drops him down!!

Tony Davis - Sort of a version of the Atomic Drop! Cabster with a lateral press Brian Stevens counts ...1 ...2 ... OHHHH!!!!

Steve White - That had to be two and seven eights!! Boston crab being applied by Professional ... all he has to do is turn him over.

Dan Mazin - He may have him with that.. NOOO!! The Pope got out of that at the last second! We're not seeing much offense from Sixtus now. Cabster stomping the face of Sixtus.

Tony Davis - Cabster pulls him up...

Steve White - Looks like he's setting him up for something... Oh Big time Piledriver!! Pope Sixtus the 6th is down! He's choking him out!! The Professional won't let him up! "The Pope sure could use some help now. Cabster pulls him back to his feet. Knee lift by Pope Sixtus the 6th takes The Professional to the ground. Pope Sixtus the 6th comes down across the back of "The Professional" Michael Cabster with a double axe handle!!

Dan Mazin - Pope Sixtus the 6th is trying to pull Cabster back to his feet. Cabster with an eye gouge!! Down goes Sixtus! Cover by Cabster ...1 Kick Out. Quick kick out by Pope Sixtus the 6th.

Tony Davis - The Professional drops a huge knee to the face of Sixtus!

Steve White - Pope Sixtus the 6th staggers to his feet. The Pro again begins to punch him out, "The Professional" Michael Cabster with a left... right... left ... another! Block by Sixtus counters with a right of his own! Good moves by Pope Sixtus the 6th. Both men are stumbling. The Professional mscoops him up and slams him to the ground!!

Dan Mazin - Cabster hops back to his feet.

Tony Davis - Sixtus slow to his feet. Running clothsline knocks Sixtus down hard!!

Steve White - "The Professional" Michael Cabster is trying to pull Pope Sixtus the 6th back to his feet. Pope Sixtus the 6th goes for a small package. 1..2..

Dan Mazin - Yeah that was about two and one tenth counts.

Tony Davis - Cabster up and he is pissed!!!

Steve White - Michael whips the Pope to the turnbuckle. Follows him in with a big elbow. Now he just beating Sixtus into the canvas!!!

Dan Mazin - Popes face is being slammed over and over by "The Professional" Michael Cabster

Tony Davis - That could cave in his face!! "The Professional" Michael Cabster drops a knee to the nose of Sixtus! Blood is now flowing from his face!

Steve White - The Pope is really taking a beating out there!

Dan Mazin - "The Professional" Michael Cabster with repeated knees now, to the lower leg of Pope Sixtus the 6th. Working the leg! Cabster spending quite a bit of time measuring him up. Falling fist to the chest of Pope Sixtus the 6th The Professional measuring him up elbow smash! The Professional is moving back to his feet The Professional is trying to apply a figure-four!!

Tony Davis - Pope Sixtus the 6th Got out of it! He's lucky!

Steve White - The Professional is really ticked off now!!!

Dan Mazin - Sixtus is slowly moving back to his feet Cabster scoops him up and slams him to the ground!! Sixtus is flat on his back.

Steve White - Pope is trying to pull himself back to his feet. "The Professional" Michael Cabster with a drop kick!! Down goes Sixtus! What an awesome match!!!!

Dan Mazin - We're not seeing much offense from Pope Sixtus the 6th. Cabster calls for the Figure-Four!!!

Tony Davis - Sixtus, out of desperation, slides himself out of the ring

Steve White - "The Professional" Michael Cabster is going after him. [Brian "Bryan Storm" Stevens counts ..1 ...2] Clothesline by Cabster takes Sixtus down. [..6] "The Professional" Michael Cabster irish whips him into the guard- rail! [..7..8] "The Professional" Michael Cabster rolls both himself and The Pope back in the ring.

Tony Davis - The Pope is pulled back to his feet. Cabster sets him up and BOOM!!! DDT!!! DDT!!!

Steve White - The cover the count. 1...2...3!!!! Cabster is victorious here on Slam Masters.

David Smith - Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner... "Theee Prooofeeessiiiooonaaal" Miiichaaaeeel Caaabsteeer

White: Um...we're supposed to say something, but I can't think of it right now. Billy Classon vs. Cardinal Syn is next after this commercial break.

<Commercial>

["Losing My Religion" by REM begins to play over the sound system.]

[Through the curtain steps a man in a full length red robe, in red tights, red boots, and red knee pads as well. Cardinal Syn slowly begins walking down the entrance way, as REM continues to blare over the sound system. He finally makes it into the ring, and stares deeply into the camera, his dark black eyes piercing right through the lens.]

SMITH: "Ladies and Gentlemen, in the ring at this time, standing 6'1", weighing 240 lbs, CARDINAL SYN!"

Mazin: "Looo-ser. Looo-ser."

Davis: "Shut up, Dan."

["The Ballad of Resurrection Joe and Rosa Whore" by Rob Zombie begins to play replacing REM. The crowd joins in with the chorus...]

#"I say hell is love"

#"You say I must suffer"

#"She's a motherfucker"

#Re...surr....ect... ME!"

[Through the curtain, in a torn up white T-shirt and black belt, ankle guard, shootfighting gloves, and a red gi, steps "Superbeast" Billy Classon. Classon's long, blonde hair is tied nicely behind him, as he begins to walk slowly to the ring. The fans are going nuts, as Classon really looks intense. Many are holding up pro-Billy signs, the most noticeable reading "More than number 1 at Bad And Nationwide!"]

SMITH- "And now... at 5'8", 169 lbs... "SUPERBEAST" BILLY CLASSSSSON!"

White: "And there he is, the man who announced the main event to Bad and Nationwide."

Mazin: "Yeah, you know, it's weird. He's got the right attitude, but the fans go nuts for him anyway. Most guys I like everyone hate like that. I don't know."

Davis: "Yeah, I'll give you that. Classon is popular as hell."

White: "Well, here we go, collar and elbow tie up in the corner. Classon spins it into an arm bar, but Syn rolls out. Classon comes in for another lock up, Syn with a drop toe hold!"

Davis: "Float over into a side headlock, Classon stands with it, pulls out the back, and dropkicks Syn face first into the ropes! Syn turns, standing side kick to the head sends him flying over the top!"

Mazin: "God damn, what a kick."

White: "And Classon's just going to wait it out inside the ring."

Davis: "If I were Syn, I wouldn't get back in the ring. I'd leave."

Mazin: "I agree with you! This is amazing!"

White: "Heh... Syn rolls back in, runs with a clothesline, Classon ducks out, sweep kick! Classon sits up Syn, and there's some really, really stiff kicks to the back of Syn! He's screaming like someone's pulling out his hair!"

Mazin: "Classon lifts Syn up now with an arm bar, releases, ROUNDHOUSE TO THE JAW! Syn falls hard!"

Davis: "Now he sits Syn up, puts one leg over his shoulder, and pulls up on the arm! Ouch!"

White: "Ok, folks, that hurts like a bitch, right there. Not comfortable at all. Classon's looking to destroy this son of a bitch."

Davis: "And with something like that, you can. Classon stands up, continues holding the arm bar, knee to the gut, still holding the arm, HAMMERLOCK SUPLEX! And that's impressive for all 169 lbs of Billy Classon."

Mazin: "Yer damn right. Classon can injure a man to no end. Now Classon climbs to the 2nd ropes, elbow to the jaw."

White: "Classon now lifts Syn to a standing position, the man is nearly out on his feet, Classon puts him in a Double Underhook, flips him up, DOUBLE UNDERHOOK BACKBREAKER!"

Davis: "Classon's just toying with us now! DECAPITATOR! DECAPITATOR! C'mon, Billy, show us the Decapitator!"

Mazin: "Let the man do his work! And shut the hell up!"

White: "Classon gets to the back of Syn, DRAGON SLEEPER! With a body scissors! I don't think he's looking for a tap out here, though."

Mazin: "Definantly not, or he'd be yanking on the head a little more. He's showing off his vast set of moves."

White: "Classon releases, lifts Syn, shoves his head between his legs, Lifts... Crucifix arm spread position... SPLASH MOUNTAIN!

1...

2...

Classon got off!"

Davis: "He's really just doing a move showcase for us now. He goes outside onto the apron, climbs to the top... spins, picture perfect moonsault onto the fallen Syn!"

Mazin: "This is getting sick, now, Classon is just playing. The thing is, if he tries a submission hold now, I'm sure Syn will tap within seconds."

White: "Classon lifts Syn again, and Classon runs to the ropes, flying cross body attempt... CAUGHT! Syn slams him to the mat! Quick lift, shoves Classon's head between his legs, lifts him into the air for a powerbomb... CLASSON WITH A SUNSET DDT!"

Mazin: "Well, that didn't last long."

Davis: "And to think. Syn had 5 seconds of offense."

White: "Classon lifts Syn, and tosses him over the top... Syn leans up against the guardrail... Classon to the farside, comes back, CORKSCREW PLANCHA!"

Davis: "Classon runs to the guardrail, hops ontop, moonsaults off! Syn has no shot of anything here..."

Mazin: "Classon, showing some mercy, tosses him in the ring."

Davis: "Classon now lifts Syn, full nelson, DRAGON SUPLEX! No bridge, no cover, however."

White: "The man here looks like a grade A Japanese shootfighter/wrestler."

Mazin: "Classon lifts the poor, poor Cardnal again, and hits the ropes, comes back, FIVE ARM!"

White: "Can't this thing be called or something? This is just getting way too stupid to continue."

Mazin: "You're not enjoying Classon squash?"

White: "It's fine, for a squash, but I mean, Syn's going to die in there."

Davis: "Oh, bah. Let's keep this thing going. Classon on the apron, Syn is up in the middle of ring, although out on his feet, and Classon springboards off the top, spinning heel kick!"

White: "Yeck. Right in the nose."

Mazin: "Classon's truly a hero in there. Look at him go!"

Davis: "Classon lifts Syn yet AGAIN, and wraps his arms around his body... overhead Belly to Belly from the 169 pounder!"

White: "End this thing. Now. Soon. Hurry."

Davis: "Classon gets on the 2nd rope, now facing the fans, and now he's just showing off for them. Syn isn't getting up for a few hours anyway."

White: "Classon now, sits on the top rope, just looking at the damage he's done in that ring."

Mazin: "I think I smell a decapitator coming up soon."

White: "He better. Oi. This is getting sick."

Mazin: "Classon stands on the top now... he's signaling to the fans... is this going to be it?"

White: "He leaps, there's the shooting star press, into a legdrop! THE DECAPITATOR! HE NAILED IT! It's academic from here."

Davis: "Classon covers, shoving the head of Syn down.

1...

2...

And that's all she wrote."

White: "Now, can we get Syn some help here? This was 10 minutes of a pure, unadulterated beat down."

[As that is said, Classon walks to the back, and a couple men come out, stand Syn up, and begin walking him to the back.]

Davis: What a win by Billy Classon!

White: Over some third-rate competition.

Mazin: A win is a win, Steve-O.

White: Well, I know that...

Mazin: Classon's winning the Rumble. He's my pick.

White: I'm going with Justin Russell.

Davis: I think I'll go with anyone besides those two.

White: We've gotta take our last commercial break, and then, that's it, we've got our main event.

White: We've got an awesome main event up next, as "El Diablo" Eddie Deegan and "The Zombie" Vincent Maxim taking on "The Lobo" Jeremy Rhodes and "Big Dog" Justin Russell.

Mazin: I got a feeling this will degenerate into a four-way brawl...

Davis: And the referee is the best damn ref in the business, Garrett Kulash!

White: Fuck a duck...

Mazin: No, that would be bestiality.

Davis: Only you could turn a conversation as to who a referee ill be into bestiality, Mazin.

Mazin: It's my job to annoy you tw...

White: David Smith, take it away!

David Smith: For the thousands here in the sold-out Mid-South Coliseum in lovely Memphis Tennessee, and for the millions watching around the world on live television...it's showtime! This is our main event of the evening, and it is a special tag team attraction, scheduled for one fall with television time remaining. Your referee will be the King of Ultraviolence, Garrett Kulash!

<Loud cheers begin to rain through the arena for Kulash, but when "Of Wolf and Man" by Metallica begins to play, they promptly turn to boos.>

Smith: Introducing first, he weighs in at 287 pounds, please welcome..."The Zombie"...Vincent Maxim!

<Maxim begins to slowly pace down to the ring. He is dressed in all black and blue, and his eyes are two different colors...one gray, one blue. The music cuts, and then "Clumsy" by Our Lady Peace begins to play>

Smith: His tag team partner weighs in at 199 pounds and is coming to the ring at this time. He is one of the best high-flyers in this sport..."El Diablo"...Eddie Deegan!

<Deegan quickly sprints down the aisle and snatches the microphone, which causes his music to cut>

Eddie Deegan: Dammit, I am *the* best high-flyer in this sport! Don't give me all this shit about Billy Classon being the best high-flyer, because I kicked his ass in this federation, the GWC, and every damn other federation we've been in. He doesn't have the guts to fight me, so he's convieniently ducking me and telling the world that he's Justin Russell's worst nightmare. The little prick. Classon, if you're watching, show your face tonight and I'll kick it in!

<Deegan throws the microphone down with a quick "thump," and then "The Lobo" Jeremy Rhodes runs down the aisle and tackle Deegan before the other team can be introduced. Kulash calls for the bell>

White: Wait a second...is Rhodes going at this alone? Where's Justin Russell?

Mazin: It doesn't matter! Rhodes and Deegan are going at it!

<A split-screen is then shown, and "Big Dog" Justin Russell is seen knocking down the producer in the truck, then pushing a button that plays his music, which is "La Grange" by ZZ Top>

White: Russell's getting his own music cued up here...

<The split screen continues. While Deegan has knocked down Rhodes and is applying a side chancery, Russell is coming down the aisle. He is wearing a sleeveless black t-shirt with "Fuck Jesse Camp" airbrushed on the front in white block letters. He is also wearing his customary leather pants with the Confederate battle flag superimposed on one side and white Apache tribal markings on the other side in white. His usual dreadlocks are in place, and he gets to his corner. His music then cuts>

White: "Big Dog" Justin Russell is at ringside now, working the corner for his tag team partner, who didn't even bother to go to the ring with him.

Davis: Deegan letting Rhodes up, and he now whips him into the ropes. Deegan attempts a clothesline, Rhodes ducks underneath, Rhodes turns around, but Deegan turns around and clothesline him on the neck!

Mazin: Rhodes holding the back of his head, and Deegan tags in Maxim. Maxim driving a couple of axhandles onto the back of Rhodes, keeping the little man down on the mat.

White: Rhodes slowly getting to his feet, and Maxim sends him into the ropes. Rhodes rebounds off and attempts a shoulder tackle, but Maxim just stands there and sends Rhodes down to the mat. Rhodes rolls over to his feet, gets running off the ropes, and Maxim is going to nail him with a shoulder tackle, but Rhodes sends himself corkscrewing with a tumbleweed insiguri that nearly takes out a few of Maxim's teeth.

Davis: Interest way to stand on the apron for Russell. He's got his left leg bent and up on the middle turnbuckle, and he's just leaning on the ropes, not really caring about this match.

Mazin: I guess it should be noted that Jason Deegan and Indiyah were banned from ringisde for this match.

Davis: Rhodes taking it to Maxim, using some punches that don't look like they have some power to them, and now he clothesline him over the top rope! Rhodes is about to go for a slingshot body press, but Deegan is over on the corner and he shoots Rhodes over the top rope to the floor, missing Maxim by about three feet.

Mazin: Maxim kicking Rhodes in the gut, and Kulash isn't even counting the two wrestlers out of the ring. He's leaning on the ropes, having a conversation with Justin Russell, watching the brutality.

White: Kulash must have told Russell something funny, because he jumped off the apron, laughing, and has gotten a chair. Russell is walking over to both Maxim and Rhodes on the other side, as Rhodes nailed a low shot, and both men are getting up. Russell winds back...

<WHACK!>

Davis: Maxim gets nailed hard with the chair, and Rhodes crumples to the mat as well! I think Rhodes caught a raw end of that chair shot!

Mazin: Russell now rolling Maxim and Rhodes back into the ring, and he slides that chair underneath the bottom rope, and now he's returning to his conversation with Garrett Kulash.

White: Rhodes getting to his feet, and he stumbles over the corner...tags in Russell! Russell shrugs at Kulash, and steps into the ring. Rhodes falls through the ropes...Russell now walks over to the chair and picks it up...Maxim is getting to his feet...Russell swings back and plasters Maxim with a chair!

Davis: Kulash loves carnage, and the best way to advance the carnage is to allow weapons. Russell throws the chair to Kulash, and he's going to have a little fun with Maxim, we guess.

Mazin: Russell whips Maxim into the ropes and catches him with a brilliant big foot to the kisser, a la Hulk Hogan. Russell is now taking Maxim's leather vest off and is chokes Maxim with it.

White: But Kulash is doing nothing about it!

Mazin: Russell releasing the choke, and he picks Maxim up...wraps the vest around the neck...leaps up...gourdbuster! Russell used the vest to snap Maxim back by his head!

White: Russell covers...

Garrett Kulash: One...two...

White: But Maxim gets a shoulder out, and now Russell wants some fresh meat, so he heaves Maxim into the corner and lets him tag in Eddie Deegan. Deegan now comes in, and he gets caught with a vest to the throat that sends him to the mat. Russell now puts the vest down and lifts up Deegan in a military press!

Davis: What strength by Russell! Maxim gets up, and Russell makes a move to throw Deegan onto Maxim, but Maxim boots Russell in the gut and that sends Russell crashing to the canvas, with Deegan landing on top!

Kulash: One...two...

Mazin: Russell powers out with a tremendous push. Maxim is jawjacking on the outside, screaming that Deegan should have hooked a leg, or something. That's getting Deegan's attention, but that also leads to Russell tagging in Rhodes!

White: Rhodes is tagged in, and Russell is holding Deegan for something. Rhodes is climbing up to the top rope, and he's going to leap off...missile dropkick! Deegan moves! Russell got blasted on the jaw and that sends Russell flying backwards!

Davis: Deegan nails Rhodes in the gut...ace crusher! Deegan hits Rhodes with an ace crusher! Deegan covers Rhodes lackadaisically...

Kulash: One...two...

Davis: And now Rhodes kicks out, and Maxim is yelling at his partner! Rhodes is being lifted up by his own partner, who is telling him that he can't do the job...Russell is checking with Kulash, who says he'll allow an in-the-ring tag...and Russell tags Rhodes!

White: Meanwhile, Maxim has stepped into the ring, and he lifts up his own partner...Zombie Piledriver! That was a backwards version of a tombstone! Rhodes in the other side has kicked Russell in the gut...lifts him up...running up the turnbuckles...Lobo Snap! Russell has been nailed with a Lobo Snap by his own partner, and Deegan has been hit by a Zombie Piledriver by *his* own partner! What the hell are these two going to do now?

Davis: Rhodes and Maxim are leaving ringside now, returning to the locker rooms...looks like these two don't play well with others.

Mazin: Deegan crawling to get to his feet, and Russell getting up groggily as well. Deegan climbs the turnbuckles, Russell turns around...Flight 800! Deegan hits his moonsault into an invetred DDT, but his left boot caught Kulash right on the eye! Deegan's slapping the mat himself, and he's getting up now, trying to revive Kulash...

<"The Balld of Resurrection Joe and Rosa Whore" by Rob Zombie begins to play>

Davis: Uh oh...

White: That's Billy Classon's music! He's got a beef with Justin Russell, but Eddie Deegan challenged him before the match started!

Crowd (at the chorus): I say Hell is love...

Mazin: Classon is putting some sort of foreign object in his glove!

Crowd: You say I must suffer...

Davis: Deegan is staring at Classon coming down the entrance way...

Crowd: She's a motherfuck! Re...surr...ect me!

<The music cuts as Classon leaps over the turnbuckle>

White: Classon is points at Deegan, basically telling him never to mouth off again. Russell is getting slowly up behind him, Deegan is down on his knees, begging for forgiveness...Classon turns around and blasts Russell! Classon, with that loaded glove, just rattled Justin Russell's teeth!

Davis: Kulash is stirring, Classon is running, and Deegan is covering!

Kulash: One...........two...........three!

<The bell rings>

Smith: Your winners of this contest...Eddie Deegan and Vincent Maxim!

White: That was a huge match, and I have a hard time believing that both Eddie Deegan *and* Vincent Maxim won that match. It was Eddie Deegan, Billy Classon, and jeremy Rhodes beating Vincent Maxim and Justin Russell.

Davis: Neither team could get along, and they paid the price for it.

Mazin: Yeah...Russell got a taste of what Classon can do.

White: We're out of time tonight. Our enxt card? Bad and Nationwide! January 30! Roleplaying deadline is January 27! You know the card, so...

ROLEPLAY!

<Fadeout>

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