OPENING WRITTEN BY ALAN SORIANO

(Intro screen: A rotating NACW logo is seen in red letters with an all black background....a voice is heard....)

THE NACW....THE ONE, THE ONLY, TRUE FORCE IN WRESTLING TODAY...

(Then, scenes of NACW action fly across the screen quickly while "My Name is Mud" by Primus plays...Scene of Insane Wayne going nuts...Kevin Hall strutting to the ring....Justin Russell laying a Uranagi on some poor soul...Eddie Deegan performing a Shooting Star Press, and Billy Classon holding up the NACW World Championship belt..Then, an explosion..debris...And the NACW logo with Sunday

Night Slammasters underneath appears out of the smoke..Another explosion and a clever camera cut shows a top view of the packed house....Then, a voice comes over the image..A familiar one..)

Steve White: Welcome back fans! We are live at the Pond in Anaheim, California for Sunday Night Slam Masters! To my left, is Tony Davis, and to my right, as has been the case for sooo long, Dan Mazin...

Dan Mazin: You flatter me, White...

Tony Davis: Its been a while since thats truly happened, hasent it Mazin?

Mazin: Actually, since your wife came over last night...

Davis: I'm married?

White: Dan, behave!

Mazin: Bite me.

Davis: Hey, dark match info, as Antonio Castillo, with the help of Joe Vaccaro, defeated Michael Cabster.

White: Fans, on the way we have a great match...Two veterans go at it!

Written by...Alan Soriano

(Split screen..One side shows Shaun McWhirter in his locker room stretching out in his windpants and fishermans hat and already sweating..The other shows Bradley, gamefaced, getting psyched up by Rebecca, his valet, who is in a skimpy little number, and Ian has his "Bomb" jacket buttoned to the top and his ring attire...)

S.W: You see right there..Shaun McWhirter getting prepared, as is Ian Bradley!!

D.M: Thats right..The Scottish Mobster and the Bong...

T.D: You idiot..Its the Scottish Monster and The Bomb...Cant get anything right, can you Mazin?

D.M: I reiterate...Bite me..

S.W:*Sighing* Uggh...Lets get to the ring introductions...You guys are horrible...

(The announcer steps into the ring, wearing a nice black and white tux....When he reaches the center of the ring, he puts the mic to his lips..)

Ann: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL WITH A 30 MINUTE TIME LIMIT, AND WILL BE REFEREED BY SCOTT WHITMAN!

(Small pop for the smallish referee.."Iron Man" by Black Sabbath begins..)

Ann: INTRODUCING FIRST, HE WEIGHS IN AT 267 POUNDS...THE SCOTTISH MONSTER...SHAUN MCWHIRTER!!!

(The fans give McWhirter a mixed reaction as he walks briskly to the ring..all business...)

S.W: McWhirter looks psyched for this match..

D.M: Or hes just in a hurry...

T.D: Shut up..

D.M: For the third time..Bite me...

S.W: Ugggh...

(McWhirter steps into the ring and removes his fishermans hat and gets ready in one corner...Then, "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana begins to play...)

Ann: AND HIS OPPONENT...ACCOMAPNIED BY REBECCA BRADLEY, WEIGHING IN AT 307 LBS....THE BOMB....IAN BRADLEY!!!!

(Bradley, holding Rebeccas hand as he walks down to the ring as he signals to some fans...But, they give him a mixed reaction as well..He stays outside the ring for a few moments, handing his jacket to Rebecca, but all of a sudden, McWhirter flies over the top, landing a Suicide Dive and knocking Ian to the ring floor...The bell rings as Bradley gets his clock cleaned by McWhirter...)

S.W: WOAH! Talk about unexpected! McWhirter, basically a power brawler with some technical skill, just flew over that top rope...Hes got Bradley..irish whip...INTO THE STAIRS!

D.M: Are you sure that was an Irish Whip and not a Scottish one?

S.W: Well, whatever you call it, it works! Now McWhirter rolling Bradley underneath the bottom rope...He rolls in on the other side of Bradley...And is now stomping down upon the head of Ian Bradley!

T.D: A great early offensive flurry by McWhirter! Hes really softening up Bradley in the early going..

S.W: Bradley in the corner now..And McWhirter just laying chops on the chest of Bradley...Now..He has gotten Ians jacket, which is half off..and is now choking him with it! Its on Ians head! Covering Ians face..And the barrage continues! Rights and lefts! And McWhirter steps aside as Ian falls face first!

(Shot of Rebecca at ringside..)

D.M: My God, she is gorgeous...Id like to give her a few bombs....

T.D: Dude, shes married..Can you get your mind off sex for once?

D.M: God, you must be gay if you dont think thats...

S.W: ENOUGH! Bradley off the ropes now...And McWhirter lands a spine buster! Cover.....

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S.W: Only a two count...And Rebecca looks concerned out there...

D.M: Ill get her mind off of the match..

T.D: Yeah, show her your prick..she needs a good laugh right about now...

S.W: (A little pissed..)Will you both do your damn jobs??? Jesus...Now the Bomb battling back...Landing a few punches...Scoops McWhirter up...And a nice scoop slam....Now Bradley off the ropes...Drops the elbow..And McWhirter Moves! Now both men getting up slowly...McWhirter up first...NAILS A CLOTHESLINE! And Bradley down but up again..And another clothesline by McWhirter! And Bradley back up again...But McWhirter catches him charging...Picks him WAYYYY UP IN A GORILLA PRESS...

Tony & Dan: WOAHHHH!

S.W: Behold the power of The Scottish Monster...And drops him onto the turnbuckle...Head first! Bradley huddled up in the corner..But McWhirter not through...Hooks Bradley....Belly to back suplex! Nicely done!

D.M: The Bong has been smoking too much, cuz the way the Mobster is handling him, he is gonna be swimming with the fishes...

Tony and Steve: WHATTTT?

D.M: What?

S.W: Cover by McWhirter only generates a 2 count...And now McWhirter applying a rear chinlock to an already groggy Bradley.....Wait...theres a disturbance in the crowd....A man is running...And..holding a doll?

(Camera shows Jeremy Rhodes climbing over the security railing with Little Doll and going into the ring behind the action.....)

S.W: RHODES! ITS RHODES!

D.M: The REAL Rhodes..

T.D: Bite me...

S.W: Hes in the ring....Behind Scott Whitman...He has that doll...LOOK OUT SCOTT!!!

(Rhodes, with a gigantic swing of the Little Doll, clocks the ref....Then McWhirter from behind, and then Bradley from behind...All three men are out cold....Rhodes stands in the ring alone with Little Doll...)

S.W: GOOD GOD! WAIT!

(Gigantic crowd pop)

D.M: Oh dear God....NOT THIS LUNATIC!

(Insane Wayne rushes to the ring holding something...Wearing an undone Straight Jacket....)

S.W: ITS INSANE WAYNE! With an object..Whats that?..

S.W: Hes in the ring...Behind Rhodes...Taps him on the shoulder...RUN JEREMY!!

T.D: Too late...Kick to the gut..ITS A CATTLE PROD..NO..NO...

D.M: YES!

(A giant spark happens when Wayne shocks Rhodes in the ring and Rhodes flies to the corner...Wayne picks up the Little Doll, holds it up to an enourmous pop from the crowd, and runs out of the ring...Rhodes' limp body rolls outside the ring, where a group of EMT's check on the convulsing man...)

S.W: Dear lord..He was shocked..My God...The fans love this! Savages, these

people...

D.M: Did you see that?????

T.D: No way he can compete later tonight like that...

(Rhodes is rolled onto a stretcher carefully and rushed to the back, where sirens are heard and seen in the corner of the cameras eye....Meanwhile, the camera turns sharply to the ring, where McWhirter is seen DDT'ing Ian Bradley..Bradley convulses a bit as his head hits the mat..)

S.W: MEANWHILE..DDT! MCWHIRTER JUST LANDED A DDT! SCOTT WHITMAN UP NOW....MCWHIRTER HOOKS THE LEG..COVER...

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S.W:And McWhirter wins a...strange match to say the least....Lets go to the announcer with the offical result..

Ann: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...THE SCOTTISH MONSTER..SHAUN MCWHIRTER!!!!

S.W: Amazing...Rhodes comes out..Knocks everyones lights out with that doll, and then Wayne, who has removed testicles in his career, shocks Jeremy Rhodes..A legend in this sport...He could have killed him...

D.M: Shows what happens when you mess with a mans doll...

T.D: Yeah, Mazin..I agree..I mean, anyone takes Shirley from you, and you get cranky I bet...

D.M: Shut it...Wish he'd mistake you for Rhodes and shock your ass!

T.D: Only thing youd be mistaken for is a McMahon...

D.M: HARSHHHH!

S.W: We now have Shawn Coats on the large NACWTron...Shawn..What does this mean for later tonight?

(Coats is wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and is standing backstage...)

S.C: This means that the U.S Title match between Jeremy Rhodes and Insane Wayne will not occur...

S.W: Well, thats certainly a huge loss to the card...And, we will have updates on Jeremy Rhodes' condition as soon as we get them...FANS..MORE ACTION STILL TO COME..RIGHT AFTER THIS!!!!

Time of Fall: 7:31.

<Commercial>

Written by...Patrick Gottsegen

White: "Right now, we get a look at Dream and Lost Metal. This should be interesting."

Mazin: "Yeah, but they're fighting Suxtus the Sixth and Cardinal Suck. Who cares?"

Davis: "Just, go with it. OK?"

White: "Well, the holy ones are already in the ring. Let's head to ringside for the entrance of Dream and Metal."

[The lights fade, as "Symphony of Destruction" by Megadeth starts up. A man standing about 6'8", around the 280 pound mark steps through the curtain, and stands in the aisleway, with a man who looks to be seven feet tall standing behind him. Together, they walk down the aisle way, ignoring all the fans. When the lights return, his black pants with blue flames running up the side can be seen, along with the letters "SOD" on his rear. He's in a pair of dark sunglasses and an "SOD" T-shirt as well.]

DAVID SMITH- "Ladies and Gentlemen, standing at 6'8" and weighing 280 pounds.... This is DREEEEEEEEEEEEAM!"

[Symphony of Destruction ends as "Seek and Destroy" by Metallica replaces it. A man steps through the curtain, arms in the air, yelling to the fans, who aren't sure how to react right away. He's wearing a "Seek N' Destroy" Metallica T-shirt, with a hole right in the middle. Under that hole is an "SOD" patch. As he runs down the aisleway, the fans warm up to him more and more, as they slap his hands. Finally, he makes it to the ring, flips over the top rope, and whips away his silver stirrups, causing a huge pop from the fans. As he climbs the ropes giving the "Metal" sign, David Smith grabs the mic.]

DAVID SMITH- "In the ring at this time, with his manager the NIGHT CHILD, he stands 6 feet 1 inch, he weighs in at 235 pounds, he the man known as the THING THAT SHOULD NOT BE... This is LOST METAL!"

White: "This seems like an odd pairing. Dream is so cold to everyone around, yet Lost Metal got these fans out of their seats."

Mazin: "I like this Dream guy. But Lost Metal... seems like he belongs on the other side to me."

Davis: "The fans are nuts for him already. What more do you want?"

White: "Fans, our referee for this match is Steve Deo. In the ring, with start with Syn and Dream, and they lock up... hip toss from Dream! Syn stands right back up, comes in again, and gets hiptossed for his trouble!"

Mazin: "Quite nice, quite nice. I like it."

Davis: "Syn stands again, and they lock, and Dream pulls it into a side headlock. Syn slowly pushes him the ropes, whips him the other way, leapfrog, Dream comes back with a clothesline sending Syn to the mat!"

White: "Now Dream bars the arm of Syn, Syn to his feet, reverses the arm bar into an arm ringer, reversed by Dream into a hammerlock, who floats over into a side headlock..."

Mazin: "Runs, and Bulldogs the man! This is beautiful!"

White: "Tag out to Metal. Metal leaps over the top, a groggy Syn is standing, Metal dropkicks him into his corner! Tag out to Sixtus the sixth. He runs at Metal, Metal ducks a clothesline, hooks on a full nelson, FACE PLANT!"

Mazin: "It's odd for these guys to be going for those high impact moves this early in the match. Then again, they're fighting the anti-christ order."

Davis: "Metal lifts Sixtus, wastelock applied, pulls him over in the German suplex release! Now he hits the ropes, quick leg drop to the throat!"

White: "Metal now walks to Dream, and tags out. Sixtus pulls himself into a neutral corner."

Mazin: "Dream runs in with a massive elbow shot to the jaw of Sixtus! He now grabs Sixtus by the hair, and tosses him into the middle of the ring!"

White: "Dream to the 2nd rope, on the inside, leaps... Knee to the sternum!"

Davis: "Dream now lifts Sixtus to a standing position, lifts Sixtus into a gorilla press... AND HANGS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE THROAT FIRST!"

Mazin: "Dream now brings him back into the center of the ring, lifts him with a double choke hold... DOUBLE CHOKE LIGER BOMB! But there's no cover from Dream!"

White: "'Course not. They're out to embarrass these two. Tag out to Metal, who climbs to the top rope, SOMERSAULT LEGDROP! Yet *AGAIN* no cover!"

Davis: "Metal lifts the man again, and throws him into his own corner! Syn is tagged in!"

White: "Syn sprints in, and catches a drop toe hold by Metal! Metal holds the legs in a knot, reaches up, grabs the arm of Syn, and bars it! God damn, the whole left side of his body must be going numb!"

Mazin: "Syn is screaming in pain, and Metal likes it! He continues to yank the arm back!"

Davis: "Metal now releases, lifts the man into a hammerlock, scoop, hammerlock body slam!"

White: "Metal hops to the outside, grabs the hurting arm of Syn... SMASHES IT AGAINST THE RING APRON! He now pulls him all the way to the outside, and slams him arm first into the STEEL railing!"

Mazin: "Sixtus is stepping over!"

Davis: "Which sends Night Child, Metal's bodyguard, into action! He slugs Sixtus with a left, as Dream had the ref distracted! And what a left that was... I think it knocked Sixtus unconscience..."

White: "Dream now steps down from the apron, pulls out a chair, sets it up... lifts Sixtus in a fireman's carry position... HE CALLS THAT THE NIGHTMARE! SWEET MAMA, HE JUST FIREMAN'S CARRY POWERSLAMMED HIM INTO THAT CHAIR!"

Mazin: "I think it's offical that Sixtus has been put out of commission, hmmm?"

Davis: "I'm going to have to agree there. But, don't let it go to your head."

White: "Metal rolls Syn back in the ring, who looks like he's dying..."

Mazin: "Metal climbs to the top rope, does a 180, leaps, BEAUTIFUL MOONSAULT! COVER!

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HE PULLED HIM UP!"

White: "Metal now walks to Dream, makes the tag, Dream lifts Syn, places him on the top rope..."

Davis: "He climbs up with him, puts Syn on his shoulders, SAMOAN DROP FROM THE TOP! THAT'S WHAT I CALL PAINFUL!"

White: "Dream now, grabbing the legs of Syn, Boston crab! I don't know if Syn has it in him to tap out..."

Mazin: "I don't know if Syn has it in him to puke!"

Davis: "Syn is screaming, so he's conscience, but he won't lift his arm up to tap out."

White: "And Dream releases. He lifts Syn agan, puts him on his shoulders in the fireman's carry... ANOTHER NIGHTMARE! That's the second one we've seen in this match up!"

Mazin: "But he doesn't cover! He stands over Syn, stares at the fans, and kicks him in the head. He points to Syn, tags Metal, and yells... something... incoherant..."

Davis: "Metal lifts Syn, sends him to the ropes, RANA! He runs to the ropes himself now, leaps over the top, SLINGSHOTS INTO A SPLASH! But no cover! He stands up!"

White: "Metal lifts Syn, kicks him in the gut... CREEPING DEATH DROP! That ace crusher variation!"

Mazin: "The cover... but... there's no count!"

White: "Fans, Steve Deo is just going to end this one! Syn has apparently had enough according to Deo!"

Davis: "Wait, I want the official word."

DAVID SMITH- "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WINNERS OF THIS MATCH VIA A DUAL TKO... DREAM AND "THE THING THAT SHOULD NOT BE" LOST METAL!"

Time of Fall: 3:59.

<Commercial>

Written by...Joey Phillips

Steve White: Ok let's go ahead and get to the announcer for the introductions to this match.

Announcer: The following match is scheduled for one fall and has 20 minute time limit. Your referree is Jimmy Boz.

<Psycho Man by Black Sabbath comes over the loud speakers and the fans begin to boo, with very little cheers.>

Announcer: About to make his way to the ring. He stands 6'3'' he is The Nameless Tragedy!!!

<The doors open and The Nameless Tragedy begins to walk to the ring. The fans boo's drown out what few cheers there were. He slides under the bottom rope, takes off his jacket and goes and sits in the corner. Black Sabbath is replaced by Marilyn Manson's "The Beautiful People.>

Announcer: And his oppenent, accompanied to the ring by his valet Demona and his bodgaurd Ash. He stands 6'2'' he is known to the NACW as Darkfire!!!

<Darkfire walks down the isle with Demona on his side and Ash behind him. He climbs up the steel steps, leaving Demona and Ash behind and begins to stare down the Nameless Tragedy.>

Steve White: Well I most say I don't think they make 'em any weirder than these two right here.

Dan Mazin: I don't think I've seen such a fucked couple since Carmen Electra and Dennis Rodman.

Tony Davis: You know something Dan? I think for the first time in your life you might be right. <ding.> And there's the bell. Darkfire and Tragedy start off in a collar and elbow tie-up.

Steve: Tragedy gets the advantage with a hammer lock.

Tony: Now Darkfire comes back with a reversal into his own hammerlock. Tragedy looking for an opening. And he found it with a drop-toe hold.

Dan: Tragedy now with the advantge, he works his way up the body to headlock. Darkfire trying to get to a knee but Tragedy just locks it on even tighter now.

Steve: It looks like Darkfire, is fighting hard for it, and he got to his knee's. He's now on his way up to his feet. He's up. Takes a side step and grabs Tragedy in a back drop. He brings him up....and down.

Dan: Darkfire now has the advantage. He's pulling Tragedy up by his hair. He gives him an Irsih whip to the ropes, Tragedy comes off, and a powerslam by Darkfire.

Tony: Darkfire is making his way over to the corner. He jumps on the second turnbuckles, he flys and hits Traged with a elbow in the face.

Steve: Darkfire still in control, brings tragedy up to his feet. Tragedy pushes away his are and hits him with a European uppercut. Tragedy's now throwing some rights and left's and back's Darkfire in the corner. He set's him up and sends him to the farside corner....Tragedy's following in, and capitalizes with a clothesline.

Dan: And Darkfire goes to the mat. Tragedy is right on top of him with an armbar. Darkfire's trying to work his way to the ropes...and he makes it. Jimmy Boz makes him break the hold.

Tony: Both men now up to there feet. They lock-up again. This time Darkfire gains the advantage. Hip-toss on Tragedy, Darkfire follows up with a quick leg drop on the throat of Tragedy. Darkfire goes for the cover. Jimmy Boz with the count.

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Steve: Only one and half that time. Darkfire brings Tragedy back up. Kick to the stomach. Set's him up for a suplex, he brings him up and Tragedy slips over the back.

Dan: Try for a German suplex, no reversal by Darkfire, back to Tragedy, Darkfire again! Goddamn it someone hit the move!!!

Tony: Darkfire has it cinched in now, German suplex, and he lands it. Darkfire walks to the far side of the ring, Tragedy slowly making his way to his feet. Darkfire takes off, and hits a clothesline sending both men over the top to the outside.

Steve: I don't think that would be the best place to be for The Nameless Tragedy. Darkfire up first and slides under the bottom rope back into the ring. Now he's distracting our ref Jimmy Boz, I don't like this..

Dan: But I do I think I know what the big man Ash is gonna do now. He has Tragedy by the throat, He picks him up for a chokeslam!!!! Tragedy kicked him in the nuts!! Ha! And he's goin to the top now.

Tony: Tragedy on the top rope, Darkfire still talking to Jimmy Boz, Tragedy from the top with a flying body press over Jimmy Boz. Tragedy with the cover....

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But only a two count there for Tragedy.

Steve: Tragedy's got a little bit of a rush and is stomping away at Darkfire. Darkfire tries to get away but Tragedy jumps on top and is pounding away on him! The fans are actually cheering The Nameless Tragedy a little now.

Dan: Tragedy is over in the corner waiting for Darkfire. Darkfire's getting up very slowly still tryin to get his concentration back and Tragedy comes flying out of the corner and hits a high knee on Darkfire.

Tony: It looks like he's gonna go for it again folks, but Darkfire side steps it this time, Tragedy back up and is on the recieving end of Darkfire forearm. Darkfire with a headlock now, runs and hits a bulldog. Flips him over and goes for the cover.

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NO! Only a two count by Boz!

Dan: Darkfire back up on the offense, now, he attacks Tragedy with a barrage of kicks and punches. He's backing him in the corner, and he's beating the living shit out of Tragedy who is slumped in the corner.

Tony: Darkfire over at the farside of the ring, oh Jesus let him do anything now but a bronco buster....

Steve: Darkfire run's and Oh! He missed a shoulder tackle and hit the ring post. Looks like Tragedy is getting his final burst of energy now. Tragedy with a bodyslam. Darkfire back up. Tragedy with a kick to the gut, snap suplex on Darkfire.

Tony: Tragedy is hyped now. He's got Darkfire in the center of the ring. He goes for a northern lights suplex, no blocked by Darkfire. Tries again, and blocked again. Darkfire reverses it into a Skull Cracker DDT!!!!!

Dan: Shit that came out of no where and Tragedy is layed out, and looks to be unconsious. Darkfire with the cover.

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Steve: And Darkfire takes the victory here on Sunday Night Slam Masters over The Nameless Tragedy. Tragedy is still out from that Skull Cracker DDT.

Dan: Tragedy showed some fight tonight, but it just wasn't good enough.

Tony: That was better than I expected, now let's get ready for our next match while you sit back and watch these commercials.

Time of Fall: 9:01.

<Commercial>

Written by...Justin Russell

White: This match should be a good one, as we've got a debut match! Ban X will be taking on Kevin Hall!

Mazin: I don't know about Ban X. He loves that crappy cowboy music, and he's quite small.

Davis: Well, I question his taste in music, but he has so much skill. I remember watching a match of his from another federation, and even though he got screwed, he showed us some skills. Let's see what he can do here.

Mazin: Davis, you have never made sense in your entire life, so stop trying to make some now.

Davis: You dirty son of a bitch, don't you even try to make it sound like I'm some kind of moron...

White: Let's go to the ring and announcer Drew Fortesque.

Drew Fortesque: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit, and it is a debut match! Your referee is Scott Whitman.

<"Friends in Low Places" by Garth Brooks plays>

Fortesque: Introducing first, he stands 6'2", weighs 229 pounds, and hails from Grapevine, Texas. He is the first man to use country music for his entrance and *not* get his ass kicked by the ringside fans. Here is...Ban X!

<A man who looks slightly similar to Shawn Michaels enters through the entrance door to a mixed reaction. Many fans are cheering, but a few are booing because of his choice of music. He is dressed in black trunks with green "X"'s all over, and he is also wearing a white jacket with green "X"'s all over and white stirrups (?). He leaps over the top rope and begins removing the stirrups and jacket when "Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins to play over the loudspeakers>

Fortesque: And his opponent, he stands 6'11", weighs 335 pounds, and hails from Charlotte, North Carolina. He is a former four-time HWA World Champion, and he is considered to be a legend by HWA fanatics and those with mental afflictions...he is Kevin Hall!

<Hall enters, wearing his usual outfit, a spandex tank top and leather pants, a la Kevin Nash. He jogs down to the ring to a loud ovation of boos, and mocks a fan who is wearing a "Scott Nash" shirt. He gets onto the apron, steps over the top rope, and then raises his fist in the air. His music cuts, Fortesque exits, and the bell rings>

White: And things are underway here, as Kevin Hall and Ban X are now both in the ring. Ban X is circling around Hall, and Hall is just watching as Ban X makes his rounds. Hall still watching, and Ban X shoot in, grabbing a leg.

Mazin: Ban X has a leg, sure, but Hall is lowering the boom by driving forearms into the back! Ban X is down on the mat, and Hall stomps him on the left clavicle. Ban X is trying to get up, though, but Hall stomps him down each time he attempts to get back up.

Davis: Hall off the ropes, and he attempts a legdrop, but Ban X spins around on the mat and kicks out Hall's leg from under him, and that sends Hall down to the mat! Ban X springs back off the mat, and bounces off himself, just as Hall is getting up, and Ban X connects with a forearm! Ban X is back off, as Hall was staggered by that shot, and he catches Hall in the jaw with another forearm shiver! Hall is near the ropes, still not off of his feet, and Ban X slams a flying forearm that sends the big man over the top rope!

White: That's getting big approval from the fans! Hall is getting to his feet on the outside, Ban X off the ropes on the opposite side, and Ban X leaps over the top rope and hits an incredible plancha! The fans are getting off of their feet and cheering for Ban X!

Mazin: Ban X is getting back into the ring and soaking in the applause, but Hall is back up, and he rolls underneath the bottom rope. Hall taps Ban X on the shoulder, but Ban X was also watching the video walls, and he turns around with a spinning back fist and clocks Hall, who staggers back.

White: Ban X slides between the legs with a baseball slide and plants a dropkick right between the shoulder blades! Ban X slides underneath the legs again, and pops up with a kip up to the chin, and Hall crumbles to the mat!

Davis: Hall is on the mat, and Ban X is jumping around like a moron, riling these fans up. Hall is back up, and Ban X connects with a picture perfect spinning heel kick! Hall is on the mat, and Ban X goes for a cover!

Scott Whitman: ONE! TWO!

White: Hall pushes the arm out, and Ban X has Hall by the hair, trying to get him up. Hall is holding his nose, which may have been broken, and Ban X sends him into the ropes. Hall ducks a clothesline, spins around, Ban X turns, ducks a big boot, and lifts Hall up in a fireman's carry! What strength!

Davis: Ban X leaps, turns to a side...Spicolli Driver! Cover him, kid!

Mazin: He does just that!

Whitman: ONE! TWO!

Mazin: But he can't hold the big man down for a three. Ban X stands up and jumps to the middle rope, sitting on the top turnbuckle, awaiting Hall to stand up. Hall is up, looks for Ban X, spots him on the ropes, and Ban X leaps off for an axhandle smash, but Hall catches him and nails him with a spinebuster slam!

Davis: Hall grabs Ban X by the legs...giant swing? I haven't seen that move in a while! Hall spins Ban X around and lets go just as Ban X is about two feet off of the mat, letting him spin in the air and crash onto the canvas with a hard thud.

White: Hall picks up Ban X, and this time, it's going to be a giant hair swing! He has Ban X by the hair, and now he's swinging him around with ease!

Davis: Hall lets go, and Ban X goes flying into the corner, spinning while he flies.

Mazin: That's it...stick a fork in him, 'cause he's done.

White: Hall lifts him up, gets him into position! He's going to use his old finisher, the Pinning Power Bomb, if I'm not mistaken!

Davis: Hall lifts, power bombs him, and has him in the pinfall! He beat me with this to become the HWA champion for the first time! Of course, that was when I let him win, and it wasn't my title, it was Cobra's title, but that's besides the point!

Whitman: ONE! TWO!

Davis: And Ban X kicks out, just like I would have if he hadn't of paid me to let him win!

Mazin: Shut up, Tony.

Davis: Fuck you, Dan.

Mazin: Please have it noted that it was not me who said the "f-word."

Davis: SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Mazin: Okay, okay...

White: And Ban X is holding the back of his head, while Hall sits there in amazement of what just happened! Hall gets a groggy Ban X up, and it looks like he's not going to screw this one up! He's going for Tiger Driver '91!

Mazin: Hall hooks the arms, and he lifts, but Ban X wiggles free, and he's over Hall...sunset backslide!

Whitman: ONE! TWO!

White: And Hall gets out of that one! Ban X is sizing Hall up...Hall is up and charging...Ban X throws out the leg...X MARKS THE SPOT!

Davis: Hall has fallen to the mat, and I think he's been knocked out cold!

Mazin: Wait a second, a crazed fan has snuck up behind Ban X with a chair...

<SMACK!>

Mazin: And he hits Ban X over the head with that chair! Ban X is out, and the referee has called for the bell? He's disqualifying Hall? What kind of bulls...

Davis: And rightfully so!

White: Guys, I think this guy is Dave Bean! He recently signed a contract with the NACW!

Mazin: He's striking Ban X repeatedly with that chair, and Hall has just rolled underneath the bottom rope, taking his DQ loss and moving on.

Davis: Bean has Ban X set up for a piledriver on that chair...and he connects! Bean may have just knocked out Ban X!

<"Making Time" by Creation begins to play>

Davis: What's this?

Mazin: Hell if I know.

<The doors open, and out runs...Chameleon?! What does Chameleon have to do with this? The young man is in his street clothes (A shirt with the Garbage logo and blue jeans), as his match isn't for an hour. You can see his pink and black striped hair flowing freely as he slides underneath the bottom rope. His music cuts>

White: New music for Chameleon, the reigning NACW Television Champion, as he used to enter to "Sunny Day" by Leah Andreone, as we all know.

Davis: Dave Bean is looking at Chameleon rather quizically, as the champion's strange appearence would make most look at him funny. Bean takes a swing at the 195-pounder, but Chameleon ducks underneath, goes behind, applies a standing reverse waistlock, lifts...ARSION Suplex! Chameleon's modified version of the rolling german suplex finds it's mark, and he rolls out of the pin there, because this sure as hell ain't a match! Bean slides underneath the bottom rope.

Mazin: Why is Chameleon saving Ban X? And why did Dave Bean attack Ban X?

White: Chameleon helps Ban X up, pats him on the shoulder, and now, he's got a microphone.

Chameleon: Ah, so Dave Bean is here, huh? For months, I've been waiting for the NACW to sign someone from my hometown of Cleveland, Ohio, and when they finally do, they have to pick two of the biggest pieces of human garbage; I speak of Doug Divine, who isn't here, and Dave Bean. You listen, and you listen good, Bean. You don't represent how tough Cleveland is, considering you jump people from behind and all. However, if you want to know what Cleveland tough really is, take a look at the 195-pound man with the pink and black hair standing next to the guy from Texas, and you'll find out! Now, Ban X, from what I've seen from you so far, you're going to go far, and if you need backup, you can always count on the freak with the multicolored hair.

<Chameleon throws the mic back to the ring announcer, shakes Ban X's hand, and then leaves. Dave Bean, meanwhile, has returned from wence he came; the crowd>

White: So Ban X takes the win by disqualification when Dave Bean shows up, and Chameleon saves Ban X, claiming that Bean doesn't personify "how tough Cleveland really is."

Davis: I've gotta agree with the guy with the weird hair on that one. Chameleon is one of the toughest men in the sport, considering that he was the last GWC Toughman Champion, but he sure as hell doesn't look it.

Time of Fall: 4:51.

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Written by...Patrick Gottsegen

["Sweet Dreams" by Marilyn Manson begins to play over the sound system.]

White: "Ladies and Gentlemen, it's world tag team title time!"

[Through the curtain, led by Johnny Douglas, come the Cult, Harbringer and "War God" Kenny Smith. The former tag champs are both in motorcross masks, Smith's blue and Harbringer's red. Both are also in leather jackets, with two skulls imprinted on the backs of the jackets. Both are also in long wrestling

tights, the Harbringer's red and Kenny Smith's blue. They make their way down the aisle totally ignoring every fan in the arena, no gestures or hand slapping.]

DAVID SMITH- "Ladies and gentlemen, coming to the ring area at this time, at a total combined weight of 555 pounds... led to the ring by their manager, "HELLSPAWN" JOHNNY DOUGLAS... KENNY SMITH AND HARBRINGER, THE CULT!"

["Sweet Dreams" is replaced with "Chocolate Salty Balls (PS- I love you)" by "Chef" Issac Hayes. The fans all come their feet and scream at the top of their lungs.]

Davis: "THE RESPONSE FOR SEX AND VIOLENCE IS REMARKABLE! I CAN'T EVEN HEAR MYSELF THINK!"

[With a mega insane crowd face pop, Damon Harris and Yaz Rocker appear through the curtains. Both come out in white leather vests and long, black wrestling pants reading "S&V" down each side. Yaz comes out first, throwing his hands in the air, getting the crowd to their feet. He jogs down the aisle, slapping all the fans hands, with Damon Harris right behind him on the other side of the aisleway. The make it into the ring, each leap over the top, and grab seperate turnbuckles they climb to hold up the NACW Tag Team titles.]

DAVID SMITH- "Ladies and Gentlemen, in the ring at this time... at a total combined weight of 435 Pounds... YAZ ROCKER! DAMON HARRIS! TOGETHER, THEY ARE SEX AND VIOLENCE!"

Mazin: "What do the fans like about these guys? They're kind of... queerish..."

Davis: "You'd think that."

White: "Anyway... tag team titles on the line here. Sex and Violence on their first defense after defeating the Deegans on the last NACW program."

Mazin: "Cheap."

Davis: "What?"

Mazin: "Cheap win."

White: "Ok, ok, can we get this thing started?"

Davis: "Sure. In the ring is Damon Harris and Kenny Smith. Lock up, Smith tosses the smaller Harris away."

White: "That's one thing that must be taken into consideration, here. Smith and Harbringer tower over Rocker and Yaz by about 6 inches apiece and they have a 70-80 pound weight advantage. I think their sheer size is what gave them their first reign as the champions."

Mazin: "Which is why I like these guys. They don't care about the fans, they only care about bruising people up."

Davis: "Back inside, they lock up again, and Harris twists it into an arm bar!"

Mazin: "Which is reversed by Smith... and he _SLAMS_ Harris in the face with a lariat!"

White: "Immediately tags Harbringer. Good move, good move. Harris to his feet, Harbringer scoops, and slams! Harris groggy, stands, pushed against the ropes, whipped away, Harbringer lowers his head... AX HANDLE TO THE BACK!"

Mazin: "Harbringer is still up, just checking his back, and Harris dropkicks him to the ropes!"

Davis: "Rocker runs over, and pulls down the arms of Harbringer! He's trapped! Harris to the ropes, Rocker holding Harbringer... FLYING FOREARM! Harbringer over the top!"

White: "Rocker dives off the apron with a leg drop!"

Mazin: "BLATANT DOUBLE TEAMING! Where's Mikey Johnson to stop this?"

Davis: "Smith immediately begins heading to Harbringer's aid, but he's caught with a pescado from Harris!"

White: "And the fans are blowing the roof off this place! There used to be a team called tag team specialists... I'd say Yaz and Damon are the Tag team specialists of the new millenium!"

Mazin: "Specializing at cheating!"

Davis: "On the outside still, Harbringer sent into the railing, Harris runs toward Yaz who's between him and Harbringer, Yaz throws Harris into the air, and he avalanches Harbringer from an amazing altitude!"

White: "And Yaz Rocker clobbers Kenny Smith with a rana!"

Davis: "Harris slides in and out of the ring, stopping the count, grabs Harbringer by the arm, attempt to whip him into the steel, REVERSED!"

Mazin: "Now Harbringer follows it up by lifting Harris high in the air, HE HUNG HIS THROAT OVER THE STEEL!"

White: "Yeesh... it looks so painful from up here... Harbringer tosses him back in."

Mazin: "And he adds pressure to that throat with a reverse chin lock!"

Davis: "Tag out to Kenny Smith, who begins kicking Harris in the gut! He lifts up Harris, Gut buster across the knee!"

Mazin: "COVER!

1...

2...

ROCKER MAKES THE SAVE! DISQUALIFY THAT TEAM!"

Davis: "A save isn't means for a DQ..."

Mazin: "It should be."

Davis: "Unless it's the Cult, right?"

Mazin: "What? I follow the rules!"

Davis: "My ass you do."

White: "Boys, cut it out. Smith stands Harris up, ABDOMINAL STRETCH!"

Davis: "And Harris needs a tag. Yaz technically has not been in this match yet."

Mazin: "Harris isn't going _ANYWHERE_ in that stretch. I mean, he's totally tied up."

White: "He's pulling, pulling, pulling..."

Davis: "But Smith releases and throws him to the floor! He drags him into his corner, and provokes Yaz in the ring! Mikey Johnson distracted, Harbringer has a choke on Harris!"

White: "These guys should know by now what a trap that is!"

Mazin: "Seriously. It's not like it doesn't happen at _EVERY SINGLE TAG MATCH_."

Davis: "It's the emotions. They aren't thinking. And the titles look like their heading to the Cult right now..."

White: "Smith now tags out to Harbringer, holds Damon Harris open, forearm to the chest. Definantly looking bleak now..."

Mazin: "AND HARBRINGER DDT'S HARRIS! COVER!

1....

2....

YAZ ROCKER WITH THE SAVE AGAIN! DISQUALIFY! DISQUALIFY!"

Davis: "Oh, cut it out."

White: "Harbringer lifts Harris to a standing position, sends him to the ropes, catches Harris under the arms, throws him up, and just lets him crash! That isn't wrestling, that's just plain violence! Ouch!"

Mazin: "And I *LOVE* it!"

Davis: "Now he pulls the left leg of Harris back in a half crab!"

White: "And Kenny Smith is pulling on Harbringer's free hand for extra

leverage! C'mon Johnson!"

Mazin: "What's wrong with that? It's double teaming, like you said earlier."

White: "That was a different circumstance!"

Davis: "Don't argue with him. It's not worth it."

Mazin: "Yeah, cause I always win."

White: "Yaz is screaming, attempting to come in the ring now, which sends Mikey Johnson over to him... and Harbringer and Kenny Smith switch it up without a tag!"

Mazin: "Beautiful!"

White: "Now Smith lifts Harris in a gorilla press position, drops him in an... BLACK LIGHTNING! BLACK LIGHTNING! BLACK LIGHTNING!

1....

2....

YAZ ROCKER! SAVE NUMBER THREE!"

Mazin: "Ok, this is bull! That was it! That should have been it! That was the end of this match!"

Davis: "Which is the beauty of tag team wrestling!"

White: "Tag to Harbringer, who puts Harris in a crucifix position... oh no... it's time for the Death from Beyond..."

Mazin: "Smith on the top... HARRIS SNEAKS OFF THE ARMS OF HARBRINGER! HE DROPKICKS THE TOP ROPE, AND SMITH FALLS INSIDE THE RING!"

Davis: "Harris clips Harbringers! Now he just needs to make the tag!"

Mazin: "WHAT HAPPENED?!"

White: "He's crawling... crawling... TAG TO YAZ ROCKER! Yaz hops in after the hot tag, dropkick for Harbringer, dropkick for Kenny Smith, dropkick for Harbringer, dropkick for Kenny Smith!"

Davis: "Harris back in the ring now, dives at Smith, and both fall over the top rope! Harris lifts Smith up, PILEDRIVER ON THE OUTSIDE!"

Mazin: "He now hops on the apron, springboard clothesline onto Harbringer!"

White: "He lifts Harbringer, Yaz heads to the top, Smith _OUT_ on the outside!"

Davis: "CRUCIFUX DDT! AND THERE'S YAZ WITH THE STOP TO THE THROAT! THERE'S NO SEX IN THIS VIOLENCE! HARRIS COVERS!

ONE.....

TWO......

THREE! SEX AND VIOLENCE RETAIN!"

Time of Fall: 9:39.

<Commercial>

<As we come back in, Insane Wayne is sitting in the center of the ring, with the Little Doll and a microphone. The U.S. strap is over his shoulder, and he is rocking back and forth. The crowd is booing loudly, as they are shocked by what Wayne did to Jeremy Rhodes>

White: Well, Insane Wayne was supposed to take on Jeremy Rhodes at this point, but, obviously, that's not happening.

Insane Wayne: That mean man won't be stealing you anymore, old friend. He certainly got shocked. Hey...hey! Why are you people booing me? I'm sitting here, having a conversation with my friend, and you people are booing me! Do I interrupt your conversations by booing you?

White: Looks like Wayne has lost it.

<Wayne rolls out of the ring and starts yelling at a fan>

Wayne: Who do you think you are, booing me while I'm talking to my friend! You listen to me! BOO! BOO! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

<Wayne grabs the fan's soda and dumps it over the unlucky man's head>

Wayne: There you go. Don't boo me again while I'm having my conversation.

<Wayne rolls back into the ring and takes a baseball out of his pocket>

Wayne: Now, friend, meet my other friend, Mr. Baseball. He's nice, and he smiles a lot.

<Suddenly, "Thunder Kiss '65" by White Zombie begins to play, and Wayne drops the microphone>

Davis: What the hell?

White: That sounds like Jeremy Rhodes' music! He got hit with a cattle prod, though!

Mazin: Guys, look at the entrance!

<"The Lobo" Jeremy Rhodes, with a bandage on his stomach, appears, wearing just his black and white zubaz shorts and high-top Converse canvas sneakers. He also has a microphone. He motions for the music to be cut, and then begins to speak>

"The Lobo" Jeremy Rhodes: I've been stabbed. I've been beaten up. I've been thrown off of a four-story building. I've been blown up. I've even been shot in a match. However, Wayne, what you did to me about an hour ago, the cattle prod trick? That was simply the lamest trick someone could have pulled, buddy. Why didn't you try something inventive, like throwing a cherry bomb down my shorts, or something? No, you had to be a pussy and get yourself a cattle prod, and thanks to you, I think I've been branded.

White: Heh. That's a funny joke...

Davis: Shut up, I'm trying to listen.

Mazin: That was a joke?

Rhodes: So, Wayne, old buddy, for what you pulled, what we're going to do with you is going to be some fun. It's going to be so much fun...it's not legal in 48 states! But, it's legal in California, so, I've signed myself into a match with you, on March 21, in Los Angeles, California...and it's a...heheheheh...it's so damn fun. It's a Crimson Rain match...inside of a steel cage! And, on the fifth interval, a cattle prod will be brought into action, along with 25 strands of barbed wire! You've got no choice, son...it's time for you to learn just how to hurt someone. Bye bye, Wayne.

<Rhodes leaves, and we go to a commerical before our main event>

Written by...Shawn Coats

White: All right, we've got a great match goming up next, I'm sure, as the team of "Big Dog" Justin Russell, Alan Soriano, and Chameleon will take on "Superbeast" Billy Classon, Jason "Icefire" Deegan, and "El Diablo" Eddie Deegan. Russell and Soriano are feuding with Classon and the Deegans, and they recruited Chameleon to their side. Not sure what they did to get him over there, but I think that Television title shot had something to do with it.

Davis: Looks to me that maybe they gave the kid a big box of hair dye. I have never seen someone with that stupid looking hair before. Would you dye your four stripes, pink, then black, then pink again, and then black again? That makes no sense!

Mazin: I'm looking for Team Maxim to take this one, just because Classon and the Deegans work so well together, and they are taking on a team that can't really get along. Chameleon is going to have to place the role of peacemaker if he wants his team to win.

White: The cake has been baked, so let's get the frosting on it. Drew Fortesque, take it away!

Drew Fortesque: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is set for one fall, and it is a six-man tag team match with television time remaining. Your referee is NACW Senior Official Mikey Johnson.

((We wait a couple of seconds for the loud cheering to go down, and then, "Making Time" by Creation begins to play, causing the fans to rise out of their seats in a standing ovation))

Mazin: Interesting. They opt to enter to Chameleon's music.

White: I think it's his music because he's the higher-ranked wrestler out of the three, considering that he's the NACW Television Champion.

Fortesque: Introducing first, they are accompanied to the ring tonight by Alexa. They weigh in at total combined weight of 723 pounds. From Hampton, Virginia, here is..."BIG DOG" JUSTIN RUSSELL! From Laguna Niguel, California...ALAN SORIANO! And finally, from Cleveland, Ohio...the NACW Television Champion...CHAMELEON!

((The doors open up, and Russell walks out first, dressed in a black Bret Hart-style singlet with the words "Suicide" down one side in white, and "Solution" down the other in white. His right leg is heavily padded, and he is wearing a t-shirt over the singlet. Next to appear is Soriano, who is adorned in black long trunks and a black slik robe, and Alexa standing by his side. After that, Chameleon appears, with his odd, multi-colored hair in a ponytail. He is wearing Tiger Mask-style trunks, but the yellow is pink and the navy blue is black, and the trunks are rubber, not spandex. He is also wearing a t-shirt with the Garbage logo on the front, and the NACW Television title is around his waist. The four then walk down to the ring, with Russell walking a bit faster than the others. Russell slides underneath the bottom rope, while Chameleon pulls himself onto the apron and Soriano climbs the stairs. Alexa stays down by the corner. As all three men enter the ring, they get into their corner, and Chameleon has to automatically break up a Russell-Soriano argument after taking off his t-shirt and belt. Russell takes off his shirt, and Soriano takes off the robe as the music cuts, and then, "The Ballad of Resurrection Joe and Rosa Whore" by Rob Zombie begins to play. Fortesque gets off his introduction before the fans chant the chorus (which is 80 seconds into the song)))

Fortesque: And their opponents, they weigh in at a total combined weight of 653 pounds, and they are accompanied to the ring by Jimmy Maxim. From Chicago, Illinois..."EL DIABLO" EDDIE DEEGAN! Also from Chicago, Illinois...JASON "ICEFIRE" DEEGAN! Finally, from Dansville, New York...the NACW World Heavyweight Champion..."SUPERBEAST" BILLY CLASSON!

((The doors open just as the fans start to sing the chorus...))

SHE WANTS SOME MORE...SWEET ROSA WHORE...

SHE WANTS SOME MORE...SWEET ROSA...

I SAY HELL IS LOVE!

YOU SAY I MUST SUFFER!

SHE'S A MOTHER...FUCKER!

RE...SURR...ECT ME!

((The fans then break out into unanimous cheers, as Jimmy Maxim walks out first, talking on his cell phone. Following Maxim is Eddie Deegan, wearing long black trunks and red boots, with "Diablo" down the sides in red. After Eddie is Jason Deegan, dressed in blue jean shorts and a Team Maxim t-shirt. After him is Billy Classon, wearing the bottom portion of a red gi, along with shootfighting gloves and ankle guards. Over his shoulder is the NACW World title. They four walk down to the ring as a team, all looking ready. The Deegans both pull themselves onto the apron while Classon jumps onto the apron. Maxim remains on the floor, finishing his conversation and pocketing his phone. Classon hands the belt ringside, and the three have a final discussion before their music cuts, and...))

DING!

DING!

DING!

White: Bell's gone, we're underway. Who's going to start this match?

Davis: Smart money would be on Jason Deegan and Alan Soriano. Russell is a slow starter, Chameleon is more of a late runner, taking his lumps early in a fight but letting his stamina take over near the end and guide him to a victory. However, both Eddie and Classon are notorious for being extremely slow starters, taking about three or four minutes to get into a fight. Soriano comes in ready, and Jason's always ready for a fight.

Mazin: It looks as, though, Eddie Deegan and Chameleon will be the ones starting things out. These two are the least experienced of all of the fighters in there, and Eddie debuted in March of 1998, and Chameleon surfaced in August of 1998.

White: Chameleon and Eddie tie up, and these two are relatively even. Chameleon is 6'1", 195, while Eddie is 5'10", 199, but Chameleon has a ton of strength. Chameleon using his height advantage to get a bit of an advantage, and he uses a beil out of the ropes, sending Eddie flying into a neutral corner.

Davis: Eddie back up, shoots in, but Chameleon sidesteps and Eddie hits air. Chameleon quickly takes advantage, applying a camel clutch to the younger Deegan. Eddie is close to the ropes, though, as he...makes it! Big effort by the kid, and Chameleon breaks at two, not wanting to risk a DQ.

Mazin: Chameleon has Eddie up in the corner, and sets him up for a cross-corner hammer whip. Chameleon gets him started, but Eddie reverses the hold and sends Chameleon crashing back-first into the turnbuckles! Chameleon comes out of the corner, and Eddie takes him down with a backdrop! Chameleon rolls back up, and Eddie tries a dropkick, but Chameleon swats away "El Diablo."

White: Eddie holding his knee on the mat, and Chameleon brings him up, applying a headlock. Chameleon takes him over with the headlock, and grounds Eddie by holding on tightly. However, Eddie rolls Chameleon up while still in the headlock!

ONE!

TWO!

Davis: And Chameleon gets out at two, simply rolling back. Chameleon grinds the headlock and attempts to place Eddie's shoulders on the mat, but Eddie rolls Chameleon over, and now Chameleon is on the other side, right next to his corner, and he tags in Alan Soriano!

Mazin: Soriano is in, and Chameleon breaks the hold as Soriano gets some boots in before Chameleon slides out underneath the bottom ropes. Soriano hammer whips Eddie across the side, and catches Eddie with an awesome clothesline that send Eddie spiralling!

White: Soriano gets Eddie up, hammer whip again, but this time, Eddie slides between Soriano's legs, and Eddie catches him with a dropkick to the jaw! Eddie scrambles over to his corner, and in comes the World Champion!

Davis: And, in turn, Soriano tags in Russell! Classon's eyes get as big as dinner plates, and he runs to tag in Jason Deegan!

White: That's wrong! Classon ran from Russell!

Mazin: Russell having a laugh at the expense of Classon, and Jason Deegan looks more than ready to tag on the man who was responsible for Jason's back being broken in the first place. Go get him, Jason!

Davis: Jason talking some trash to Russell, who is just shrugging. Jason motions for Russell to bring everything he's got, and Russell responds with a kneelift that sends Jason Deegan to the canvas! Russell has such a creative kneelift. He slams the knee into the chest or stomach, but he pushes on the back so the opponent can land either on his face or on his back, flipping him over. It looks like Jason landed on his face there. Only Justin Russell, the innovator of the NACW, can turn a basic kneelift into a devastating faceplant.

White: Russell has Jason up, and sends him in. Russell ducks a running clothesline from Jason, Jason is back off, but Russell hits the mat, Jason leaps over him, Russell gets back up, Jason's on the rebound, and Russell plants a big boot to the jaw of Jason, sending him halfway across the ring!

Mazin: Russell picks up Jason and cinches him into position...vertical suplex, maybe? Lifts...that's what he's going for! He connects!

Davis: Russell floats into a cover...

ONE!

TWO!

Davis: And Deegan gets an arm out. Russell floated into an easy cover there.

White: It's hard to believe that he's 6'11", 278, because he wrestles like he's 6'1", 228.

Mazin: Will you two quit kissing his ass and call the match?

White: Russell has Jason up and into the corner, and he tags in Soriano. Soriano and Russell put to boots to Jason before bringing him out a bit. They set him up...double Russian leg sweep by Soriano and Russell!

Mazin: Russell exits the ring, and Soriano applying a reverse chinlock to the fallen Jason Deegan, grinding the forearm underneath the chin, trying to get a submission, but I find it hard to believe that Jason would submit to this.

Davis: Jason fighting back now, getting up...jawbreaker! Jason drives the jaw of Soriano into his forehead, getting Soriano holding his jaw, and now Classon wants in. Jason obliges, and Classon's telling Soriano to get up.

White: Soriano gets up, and Classon hits three kicks to the side, alternate to the other side, and Classon with a leaping spinning savate from out of nowhere, and Soriano is down! Classon quickly turns it into a war special hold! This is the same move he used to put Shaun McWhirter out of commission for a week!

Mazin: Classon releases the hold, and he sticks his fingers in Soriano's mouth, bringing him over to the camera, pulling Soriano's mouth apart. Let's go in...

Billy Classon: Soriano, you see what you look like to your family? ((Soriano emits a few grunts, as his mouth is being pulled apart)) You going to give it up, Soriano? Pack it in? ((Soriano emits a few more grunts, trying to gasp for air as Classon has now places his fingers over Soriano's nostrils))

White: That was disgusting.

Davis: Classon releases the "hold," and connects with a savate kick. He's now climbing the ropes, looking for something...Chameleon shakes the ropes! Classon lands crotch-first onto the turnbuckle hook!

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Mazin: "Ooooooooooooooh" is right! Classon just landed on the family jewels!

White: Soriano's up, and he tags in Chameleon! Chameleon is in, and he's going right for Classon! He gets up onto the center rope...FRANKENSTEINER! Chameleon quickly gets into a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Mazin: But Classon gets the shoulder out just in the nick of time.

Davis: Classon back up, Chameleon whips him in, but telegraphs a backdrop, and Classon takes the opportunity to hit a piledriver! Classon with a lightning-quick legdrop, and he's signalling...IT'S DECAPITATOR TIME!

White: But this time, Russell shakes the ropes and Classon bangs the family jewels again! Russell quickly runs over to the corner, while Soriano runs in and knocks both Deegans off of the apron! Soriano to the outside, and he's fighting both Deegans!

Mazin: Russell has Classon set up...

Davis: He's going to the high-rent district! Top rope superplex coming up!

Mazin: Russell cinches in...lift...and connects! Classon _bounced_! Billy Classon, upon striking the mat, literally _bounced_!

White: Russell places one of Chameleon's arms across Classon and then goes and informs the referee that there is a pinfall! Mikey Johnson turns around, Russell joins the fight against the Deegans, and Johnson is going to count the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

(Awfully long count, huh?)

THREE!

DING!

DING!

DING!

White: Chameleon scored a pinfall! Chameleon scored the pinfall! Chameleon has pinned the World Champion!

Mazin: I don't believe it!

Davis: Russell and Soriano are back in, and Russell throws Classon onto the Deegans! Russell and Soriano are helping Chameleon up, and Chameleon has just been told that he pinned Billy Classon!

Time of Fall: 12:57.