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Last Week on Takedown......
Andrews grabs the chair and slams it into the back of Waring as he tries to get to his feet. Waring drops back down, and Andrews hits a couple more shots on him. Andrews slides the chair into the ring as he pulls Waring to his feet and throws him back into the ring. Andrews slides into the ring and calls for The DDT. Andrews picks up Waring and locks him in. But before Andrews can go for it Waring lifts Andrews up and slams him back first into the mat. Waring drops to his knees and slides out of the ring. Waring grabs the stop sign and slides it into the ring. Waring is on the outside catching his breathe as Andrews is slowly back to his feet. Waring turns his back to the ring as Andrews grabs the ropes. Waring turns around as Andrews comes back over the ropes. Waring catches Andrews this time. Waring drops Andrews's back into Waring knee. Waring does this again, then drops him to the mat as Waring goes for the cover. The ref counts 1 . . . 2 . . . kickout! An infuriated Waring slaps on the Commander Lock. Andrews screams in pain and Waring applies more pressure. Andrews reaches for the ropes but Waring pulls him into the center of the ring. Andrews lifts his hand and taps. The referee calls for the bell.
Shelley: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Takedown Rise To The Top Tournament, T. Waring!!!
Keith: After five long weeks, the Rise To The Top Tournament is over. T. Waring will face "Classy" Mike C at eXile III!!!
Roger: But before he can do that, he's got to let go of Andrews.
Keith: What?
Waring still has Andrews in the Commander Lock. Kobra runs to the ring and starts stomping on Andrews. Just then "Classy" Mike C runs down to the ring and throws Kobra to the outside. Waring breaks the hold and Mike grabs him and whips him into the ropes. Waring hangs on to the rope, drops and rolls out of the ring. He and Kobra regroup and head up the ramp. Mike stand in the ring holding up the EUWC Championship.
Show Intro
("The Best of You" by Foo Fighters starts blaring as highlight videos
start flooding the screen. Rocko Daymon hitting the Brain Rocker on
Tyrone Walker...Sean Taylor laying out Samuel Roundtree with the Blood
Rush...Hawkeye hitting the Hawkeye Driver on Cuchulain...Danny Collins
beating Holocaust for the EUWC World Title...Fire and Ice holding the tag
team straps above their heads and finally Darius Hunter...finally images
of Texas Lightning and Danny Collins getting stretchered out of the
arena. Finally Leo Silver stands in the middle of the ring with the Takedown logo emblazened across the
middle. )
Keith: Live from Victoria, British Columbia, Canada! TakeDown is on the air!!! Four days! Just 96 hours! eXile III! Tonight is the last stop before Takedown's first brand specific pay-per-view! And oh, what a card we have! Our main event see's three champion's go head to head.
Roger: Actually that's head to head to head.
Keith: Mike C, Hawkeye, and Artur Arina square off. No titles. Just a chance to prove who the best really is. Then, The Monster gets his revenge for the sneak attack last week.
Roger: He may be big, but there's only one Monster. T. Waring AND Kobra make two.
Keith: Plus, Celtic Pride will pay for what they did last week when they go up against the Glamour Boys!
Roger: Ah, come on. Celtic Pride is the premiere tag team here on Takedown. Those Glitter Boys don't stand a chance.
Keith: And we've got yet another debut here tonight. Seems everyone wants to compete on Takedown. Choker gets his chance to show off his stuff.
Roger: Jared McCallister is due. His turn is tonight. Sorry newbie.
Keith: And we're going to kick it off tonight with Choker against "The Icon" Jared McCallister!
Angel of Death vs "The Reverend" Jakob Mclean
(The house lights fade as "Angel" by Nine Inch Nails blasts over the sound system. Smoke billows from the entranceway floor, surrounding Angel of Death as he rises from below the stage, his head bowed. As he finishes his ascent, he flips his bangs over his head and stares at the crowd. He then runs to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope, where he stays, on all fours, looking sharply back and forth at the fans to either side of him. He rises suddenly, continuing to stare at the fans around him. He crosses to the turnbuckle on his left, climbing it. He heads diagonally across the ring to the opposite corner, and climbs up there. He climbs onto the remaining two corners before settling into his own corner, where he stretches in preparation for the match.)
Shelley: This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by his manager Black Widow, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing 185 lbs, Angel of Death.
Keith: Well at Exile III, AOD will challenge Adam Benjamin for his Money in the Bank Briefcase that contains a World Championship shot at any given time during the year.
Roger: And you can see the determination in the eyes of AOD. He wants to regain that World Championship so badly. He is not in power without it.
Keith: I’m sure AOD can have other titles Roger. The International Championship, the North American Championship, maybe have him and Black Widow become Tag Team Champions. But that World Championship is his ultimate target.
(The arena goes black. Kanye West's "Jesus Walks" starts slowly beating through the arena. A white spotlight hits the entranceway. The image of a golden cross comes across the EUWCTron. Visions of an empty church with lit candles come across the screen, suddenly all the candles go out, then a lightning bolt hits the altar and the letters RJM flash across the screen. Jakob McLean emerges into the arena wearing a black preacher's robe and sunglasses. His methodical and slow march to the ring is met with a mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd.)
Kandi: And his opponent, from Jackson, Mississippi. Weighing in at 271 pounds. "The Reverend" Jakob McLean!!
Black Widow leaves the ring as AOD stares coldly at McLean, McLean shouting
out some psalms from the Bible at AOD. AOD gets angry and floors McLean with
a spear, pummelling McLean with rapid punches to the side of McLean’s head.
McLean begins to get back to his feet, but is taken down by a running clothesline from AOD. McLean gets up again, and AOD goes for another running clothesline, but McLean ducks underneath it and snaps AOD’s head back with a head smash to the canvas. McLean takes the opportunity to choke AOD with his hands, the referee beginning to count McLean out. He gets to the count of four, and McLean stops choking AOD, instead stomping on AOD to the disapproval of the crowd and the referee. McLean shouts out some more psalms at the referee and towards the crowd, AOD getting to his knees and
rolling McLean up from behind into a pin attempt, 1……, 2…, McLean gets his shoulders
up. AOD brings McLean back to his feet and whips him to the ropes, leaping up and taking McLean down with a hurracanrana on his return from the ropes. AOD mounts the corner and drives his forearm into the head of McLean, covering McLean with his forearm pressed against his throat, 1……, 2…, McLean again kicks out before the three count is made.
Keith: AOD is just dominating McLean in this match. I don’t think McLean can counter against AOD when he is this focused, and this determined to win a match that will catapult him into his match with Adam Benjamin at Exile III.
Roger: That is a blatant choke from AOD there! He could get himself disqualified!
Keith: To be perfectly honest with you Roger, I don’t AOD gives a damn. This match means nothing to him. He just wants to make an example out of McLean and show Benjamin why he wants that World Championship around his waist.
AOD gets back to his feet and brings McLean back to his feet as well, cinching in a side headlock, placing the pressure on McLean’s neck with his weight and strength. McLean backs up to the ropes and forces AOD to the other side, catching AOD with a spinning elbow strike on his return. McLean runs at the ropes and hits a dropkick into the moving body of AOD, AOD rolling towards his wife, Black Widow, but McLean insults her as he brings AOD back into the center of the ring. AOD gets to his knee and executes an uppercut on McLean, before getting to his feet and unleashing a flurry of headbutts to McLean, McLean’s eyes rolling to the back of his head as
he falls to the canvas dazed. AOD goes for another cover on McLean, 1……, 2…….,
McLean kicks out. AOD gets back to his feet and torques the arm of McLean, at the same time pulling him back up to a vertical base. McLean begins to feel his arm rip at the shoulder as AOD snaps hit down with force, twisting his arm and flipping McLean onto his back, before dropping his leg onto the arm of McLean. AOD slams his knee into the arm of McLean as he turns him onto his chest, keeping his arm the focus of attention and locking in a Fujiwara Armbar.
Roger: AOD is just bringing up everything he can throw at McLean, and if McLean is still taking all of this punishment by the end of the match, he could possibly beat AOD.
Keith: Everyone has a chance against anyone in this business Roger. There is no such word as ‘perfect’ in my dictionary. The EUWC Superstars have different styles, and that does not make them less talented then others.
Roger: So if you put that theory to the test, we would have a World Champion every week!
Keith: Those who are most determined to win remain in the top flight Roger. It’s that simple.
McLean tries to crawl over to the ropes to break the hold being applied from AOD, but AOD lets go and grounds McLean with an elbow drop to the small of his back. AOD brings McLean to his feet and whips him to the ropes, but this is reversed by McLean, and McLean runs into a charging AOD with his knee raised, AOD rolling over McLean’s knee after the collision. McLean crouches down near AOD and begins to strike him again, the crowd not taking too kindly to McLean overall as McLean taunts AOD. McLean brings AOD to his feet and goes for a clothesline, but AOD ducks underneath it and goes for a back suplex, but McLean lands on his feet behind AOD and charges AOD into
the corner with McLean’s shoulder buried into the kidney area of AOD. McLean executes some shoulder strikes to AOD’s lower back, turning AOD and chopping his chest. McLean then seats AOD on the top turnbuckle and hooks him up for a superplex, which he delivers with ease. McLean smiles and goes for a cover on AOD, 1……, 2……, AOD gets his shoulder up! McLean is in disbelief as the referee tells him it was a two count, and McLean roars out at the referee. AOD soon gets to his feet and grabs McLean from behind, hitting a rolling clutch pin on McLean, 1……, 2……, McLean gets his shoulders up in time.
Keith: McLean almost had AOD beat after that superplex, but AOD is one tough competitor.
Roger: And if McLean can just stop shouting at our officials and at the crowd, then maybe he can beat AOD if he concentrates more.
AOD and McLean get back to their feet and begin to exchange punches, AOD getting the upper hand and punching McLean towards the ropes, whipping him to the other side and inflicting a back body drop on McLean. McLean gets up, holding his back in agony, and AOD adds more salt to his wounds with a belly to belly suplex. AOD looks around at the crowd and gets back to punishing McLean, bringing him back up to his feet and going for a DDT, but McLean rotates out of it and applies an arm wrench on AOD. AOD connects with an elbow to the side of McLean’s head, AOD rushing forward for a front
dropkick, but McLean hooks his legs and goes for an elevated crab on AOD. McLean tries his hardest to turn AOD over, but instead flips over AOD with his legs held and applies a bridge, 1……, 2……, AOD rolls his shoulder out. McLean signals for the end as he raises AOD and hits a side backbreaker, positioning himself for his finisher on AOD. AOD pulls himself up by use of the ropes, and spins around into the arms of McLean, McLean hoisting him up for a Piledriver, but AOD slides down the shoulder of McLean and lands on his feet behind McLean. McLean as enough time to turn around and go for a clothesline on AOD, but AOD grabs McLean in a front facelock and executes
the Going home! AOD goes for a cover on McLean, 1……, 2……, 3!!!
Shelley: Here is your winner, Angel of Death!!
Roger: Well both men gave it there all, but it was AOD who got the defining pinfall and victory in this close contest.
Keith: McLean is a tough man to beat, and AOD made it look easy in the process. Benjamin is going to have his hands full come Exile III Roger.
~~~ Commercial Break ~~~
05.28.06
Mellon Arena - Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Choker vs "The Icon" Jared McCallister
(The lights go out in the entire arena and then begin to flicker with a green light. A.D.D by System Of Down begins to play as a red mist fills the arena. Suddenly the music stops. There is an explosion on stage as 10 foot high flames engulf it. Choker walks menacingly to the ring. Once inside the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms as green flames surround the ring.)
Shelley: This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he weighs in at 325lbs and stands 6' and 10" tall. From Birminham, England. He is Choker!
(“I’m Alive” by Disturbed hits the speakers. The crowd is mixed as “The Icon” Jared McCallister walks down to the ring with Desire in tow. He looks towards the ring, kisses Des on the forehead and sending her to the back.)
Shelly: and his opponent, weighing in at 254 pounds. He is “The Icon” Jared McCallister!!
The bell rings and Jared hist the ropes coming off with a clothesline. Choker is not fazed. Jared hits the ropes again and attempts another clothesline. Chocker remains standing. Jared tires a third time but Choker catches his arm and drops an elbow across it. Choker picks up Jared and throws him into the corner. Choker starts on Jared with slow, hard, deliberate shots to the upper body and head. Jared tries to get out of the corner but Choker grabs him and sends him into the far ropes. Jared comes off the ropes and gets a face full of boot.
Keith: Choker is dominating so far.
Roger: It's not over yet. Jared can still come from behind.
Keith: Not from where I'm sitting.
Choker has Jared against the ropes choking him. The referee starts the countand Choker lets go at 4. Choker goes back to the choke and the ref counts again. At 4, Choker chases away the ref. When he turns back to Jared, Jared unloads with a fury of lefts and rights. Jared hits two standing dropkicks. Choker is reeling but still on his feet. Jared goes to the tope rope and leaps off with a double axehandle but Choker catches him and sets him up for a chokeslam. Choker slams Jared to the mat and makes the cover. The ref counts 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
Shelley: Here is your winner, Choker
!
Keith: Choker! very impressive in his EUWC debut. Jared McCallister didn't stand a chance.
Roger: That was nothing but beginner's luck.
Keith: Well, I'm sure we'll find out if it was or not very soon. Still to come the All-Champions Triple Threat match, Monster versus T. Waring and Kobra, and much more. Wait, we're being told that Kandi Reed is trying to get a word with AOD backstage.
Backstage Segment
Angel of Death
Kandi Reed catches up to Angel of Death following his match with Jakob McLean.
Kandi: AOD! Wait!
AOD pauses, glancing back at Kandi as she reaches him in the hallway.
Kandi: AOD, we were wondering if you had any comments for Adam Benjamin following his scathing remarks on our promo channel.
AOD: Scathing comments? Is that what passes for scathing comments around here? He claims that his abilities are unmatched by anyone here. He's right. No one around here is as awful as Adam Benjamin. In fact, I think I've only ever seen a handful who could actually look up to Benjamin as a better wrestler. Don't get me wrong, he talks a good game. To claim that he's going to kill me in that cage at Exile?
That's good TV right there.
Kandi: So you think his comments about not being at his level are warranted?
AOD: Certainly! I never claimed to be on the same level as him. In fact, I've always claimed to be on a higher level than him. My aim this whole time has been to put a whining baby who screams for attention in his place. Certainly not to pick a superstar to attack, as he puts it. He spouts off about the cage match, as if he's trying to educate me about those types of matches. Look at the scars across my body,
Kandi. Does it look like the body of a man who's never been faced with the brutality of a cage? No, it certainly does not. I am completely aware of what lies ahead for myself and Adam at the pay per view. Now, in the same breath, just after questioning my knowledge of the match we're scheduled for, he claims that it is my own world. That he'll "end me" in my own world. What he needs to remember is that at Exile, a match like ours is exactly the kind of match I'm used to. He's the one who'll be a fish out of water. And we all know what happens to fish when they're taken out of their element. They flop around, gasping for breath, before finally giving up, dying, and stinking up the place. At least Benjamin has the third part down pat.
Kandi: And what about his views on how this match got signed?
AOD: Ha. That's one of the funniest things of all. He seems to selectively remember the events of the past few weeks. Maybe he's been hit in the head too often. I made the challenge on the homemade video he was watching before I attacked him our first week on Takedown. The attack, and the theft of the briefcase were just incentives. Once I got what I wanted, I did as I promised, and left the briefcase at the top of the ramp for him.
Kandi: And then attacked him when he reached for it, and crucified him on the cage. Nice touch, by the way.
AOD: Hm? That wasn't me.
Kandi: What? What do you mean the crucifixion wasn't you?
AOD: What part of that didn't you understand. I did not put him on the cage. While I certainly enjoyed the sight, you can't say that it was me.
Kandi: You didn't put him on the cage, as if he'd been crucified, with the briefcase above his head?
AOD: That's what I said. Although, he certainly had it coming.
Kandi: What do you mean?
AOD: Walk around here claiming to be the Savior of the company, and something like that was bound to happen. Don't forget what happened to the last man to walk around claiming to be the Savior. He was crucified too. No, I did not put Adam Benjamin on the cage last week. Besides, why would I do something like that when it will pale in comparison to what I have in store for him on the twenty eighth. Now if you don't mind ...
AOD storms past Kandi, and into his locker room.
~~~ Commercial Break ~~~
05.28.06
Mellon Arena - Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Handicap Match
The Monster vs T. Waring & Kobra
("Come Together" by Spiritualized plays and The Monster walks slowly and methodically to the ring, joined by George Johnson giving him instructions. The Monster steps onto the ring apron and over the top rope before standing central in the ring and slowly raising his arms, holding them up for a few seconds before returning to normal. Johnson slides into the ring and gives The Monster instructions before exiting the ring and allowing The Monster to stand in his corner.)
Kandi: The following contest is a handicap match and is set for one fall. Introducing first, from Bucharest, Romania. Weighing in at 550 pounds. The Monster!
(The stage alights with fireworks as Kobra makes his way down to the ring as "Get back" buy ludacris ft. Sum 41 plays all over the arena. He runs down with a purpose to the ring and rolls in standing on all 4 turnbukles.)
Shelly: And his opponents. Introducing first from Frankfurt, Germany. Weighing in at 386lbs. Kobra!
(The lights dim out as "Come out and Play" by The Offspring sounds out over the speaker system. The stage blasts out fireworks in the shape of a T and out walks T. Waring to a chours of boos. Waring doesnt seem affected and taunts to the crowd as he walks down the ramp. Waring rolls into the ring and taunts again with his arms above his head. He gets his hands into a gun form and shoots at the stage, each shot makig a firework appear from the stage. Waring waits in his corner as the music dies off.)
Shelley: And his tag team partner. From Orlando, Florida. Weighing in at 276lbs. T. Waring!
The bell sounds and Kobra starts off the match against the Monster. The two lock up and the Monster gains the advantage, he forces Kobra into the corner and then shoves Waring off the aprong. The Monster charges in at Kobra but Kobra gets a boot up to knock him back. Kobra charges with a clothesline and hits it to the head but the Monster stays up. Kobra then chokes him on the ropes and then shoots him back to the padding on his back. Kobra then hits some stomps, the Monster battles out and gets to his feet but Kobra nails a big boot to knock him right back to the padding. Kobra once again goes to the stomps and then bounces off the ropes hitting an elbow drop between the eyes. Kobra locks in a headlock on the Monster. The Monster grasps the ropes and easily gets up, he picks up Kobra and attempts to throw him to the outside but Kobra hits an eye rake and then runs over to tag in Waring.
Keith: Here’s Waring.
Waring runs over and hits three chops to the Monster’s chest. The chops can be heard loud and clear from nearly everywhere in the arena, Waring then attempts to whip the Monster to the other side but the Monster easily reverses the whip sending Waring flying to the other side. When he comes back to the Monster he meets a strong body slam. The Waring then locks in a wrist lock bending Waring’s wrist which ever way he can. Waring cries out in pain and tries to reach the ropes but is dragged to the middle. The Monster ends his assault on the wrist by jumping up and throwing all 550 pounds of him onto the wrist of the Commander. The Monster then walks on his opponents chest twice before choking him. The ref forces him to stop by threatening a disqualfication. The Monster drags Waring up and locks in a standing armbar. Waring again cries out in pain as the assault on his right arm continues. The Monster then lands him on the mat with a powerful spinebuster. Waring then walks on his chest again before Kobra shouts something to him. The Monster eyes him and then walks over and tries to push him off the apron but Kobra sidesteps him, gets on the top rope and hits a flying dropkick to the jaw. Kobra then hits some stomps before Waring crawls over and locks in the Commander Lock.
Keith: COMMANDER LOCK! COMMANDER LOCK! GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE!
Roger: Even if the match ended…the show wouldn’t be over, Keith.
Keith: Aaron Andrews tapped last week, it’ll be the Monster this week.
The Monster tries to grasp the ropes but Kobra kicks his hands away and spits in his face.
Roger: Disgusting.
The crowd boos. Waring screams for the Monster to tap and the crowd is on the Monster’s side. The Monster kicks his leg free from the Commander Lock and the ref forces Kobra back after a stomp to the face.
Keith: WHAT?! HE BROKE FREE FROM THE COMMANDER LOCK!
Roger: Yes, he’s 550 pounds and Waring is about half that.
Keith: The Commander Lock has got to be the best EUWC submission move. No one can break it.
Roger: Open your eyes.
Keith: What?
The Monster uses the ropes to get up and Waring gets up also. Waring and the Monster have a stare down before Waring goes to the outside and brings out a steel chair.
Roger: Drop it!
Keith: No! You’ll get DQ’d!
The ref instantly tries to take it away from him, while that is going on Kobra grabs a trash can from under the ring and nails the Monster in the back of the head.
Roger: He cheated! That’s not fair.
Keith: Well, it’s not fair that it’s a two on one handicapped match but no one is complaining.
Roger: That’s not the point, Keith.
He hits some stomps to the face before Waring tosses his chair and Kobra exits the ring as if nothing happened.
Roger: Disgrace to the EUWC.
Keith: Cmon, we’ve had cheaters since the opening in ’96. The EUWC wouldn’t be a federation without it’s handful of-
Roger: Shut up.
Waring then hooks the leg, “1…2…thr” kickout!
Keith: HE KICKED OUT! HOW?!
Waring is stunned as he climbs to the top and flies off hitting a huge leg drop. He covers again, “1…2…thr” KICKOUT!
Keith: AGAIN! LOOK AT THIS GUY!
Roger: Keith, please calm down.
Waring cant believe his luck as he tags in Kobra who goes to work with an armbar. The Monster grabs the ropes but Kobra hits an eye rake with his boot. He then climbs to the top and hits an elbow to the gut. Kobra then takes the Monsters arms and drags him towards Waring. Waring is tagged in and the two drag the Monster up, they go for a double suplex but the Monster hits a double DDT taking out both Kobra and Waring.
Roger: That’s what you get for cheating.
The Monster then shoves Kobra out of the ring but the Kobra hangs on to the Monster’s arm. The Monster shakes him off and picks him up in a military press. Kobra is able to get out of it but the Monster hits a power slam and then kicks him out of the ring.
Keith: What was that??
Waring is up and he comes to the Monster and goes for the Commander Slam.
Keith: HERE WE GO!
Roger: He won’t be able to hit the Commander Slam, the Monster is too big, Keith.
Waring is unable to hit the move and settles for a russian leg sweep. Waring then hits some punches to the Monster’s right eye before stomping him in the gut. Waring then flips the Monster over and grabs the Commander Lock for the second time.
Keith: Okay! For sure now! GOOD NIGHT!
Roger: I doubt that…
Keith: We’ll see…
Roger: Yes we will…
The Monster is easily able to crawl himself to the bottom rope.
Roger: Hmm…
Waring can’t believe it as he waits behind the Monster for him to get up. When he does he attempts the Commander Slam again!
Keith: Good bye!
Roger: He can’t get it off, Keith.
Keith: Commander T is one of the strongest EUWC superstars, he can do it. He WILL!
This time he nearly gets it but the Monster is able to hit an elbow the jaw and then bounce off the ropes and hit a vicious forearm to the face. The Monster covers for two. Waring rolls to the outside and the Monster watches him deciding not to follow him out. Waring and Kobra strategize on the outside before both of them suddenly jump in and attack the Monster knocking him down with rights and lefts. Waring and Kobra get on top, Kobra holds down the shoulders while Waring holds down the feet and the ref counts, “1…2…thr” kickout!
Keith: Cmon ref what the hell are you doing?
Roger: He’s doing his job. Do yours.
Keith: I am.
Roger: No favoring was in the contract.
Keith: I’m not favoring, I just want Waring to win.
Roger: Oh, god.
Keith: What?
Roger: You go to the United States for school?
The ref forces Kobra away and Waring waits for his opponent to stand. When he does he goes for the Commander Slam but again the Monster is too big and too skilled.
Keith: It’ll happen…just you wait.
Roger: Whatever you say, partner.
Waring lays him out with a dropkick to the neck before locking in the Commander Lock again.
Keith: GOOD BYE!
The ref continuesly asks if the Monster would like to tap but the Monster continues to reject until he finds away to drag his big body to the bottom rope.
Roger: Hello and welcome to EUWC Takedown ONCE AGAIN.
The Commander hits his fists on the mat before hitting some stomps on the face of the Monster. The Monster fights himself free before shoving Waring away, Kobra runs in to keep the momentum on his side but the Monster hits a huge back drop and then drags Kobra up tossing him into the steel steps on the outside.
Roger: Ouch.
Keith: Don’t repeat yourself.
Roger: You’re telling me??
Waring climbs in but gets a knee to the face busting open his nose.
Keith: What a cheap shot.
The Monster then hits some stomps to the head before dragging Waring up and going for a powerbomb. Waring counters and gets behind the Monster and somehow, someway, unbelievably nails THE COMMANDER SLAM!
Keith: WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! I TOLD YOU!
Roger: Rub my eyes…I don’t believe it!
Waring then locks in the Commander Lock and the Monster lifts his hand as if ready to tap out. Kobra slowly enters the ring after ten seconds and the ref goes over to tell him to get away.
Keith: And right here is the real goodbye.
Roger: I think it may be.
While the ref has his back turned the Monster taps and Waring can’t believe this.
Keith: REF! REF! WHAT THE HELL?!
He calls for the ref who turns around but at that second the Monster is able to build up the strength inside and stop tapping. Waring keeps the Commander Lock applied shouting for the Monster to tap out. Slowly, the Monster begins to crawl to the bottom rope. Three feet away Kobra hits a stomp to his face and the ref goes to put him back, the Monster gains another half foot but taps out again with the refs back turned.
Keith: This is unbelievable.
Roger: It is but cheating is the name of the game.
Keith: What did you just say?
Waring is fuming now as the Monster stops tapping when the ref is back to the match. Waring cries out for Kobra to stop interfering.
Keith: Listen to him. He is the best EUWC wrestler in this game.
Roger: Do not favor him or you’ll be out of this job before Leo can find a replacement.
The Monster is only half a foot away…five inches…four inches…three inches…two inches…one inch…HALF AN INCH!
Keith: NO!
With one final lunge, the Monster grabs the ropes but Waring keeps the lock applied, the ref counts, “1…2…3…4…fi” and Waring releases.
Keith: Dammit.
The Monster instantly clutches his right ankle in tremendous pain.
Keith: Take that.
Waring is in shock as he starts to tell the ref that the Monster had tapped out while he wasn’t witnessing the match like he should have been.
Keith: C'mon ref…
The ref and Waring continue to argue as the Monster gets up with most of his weight on his left foot. He is able to hit a DDT on Waring before nailing Kobra with a back drop and then shoving him out of the ring. The Monster climbs to the top turnbuckle very slowly and when he is at the top Waring is on his back clutching his head. Half in disbelief and half in pain. The Monster soars off of the top turnbuckle and lands his fat, smelly, sweaty ass on Waring’s chest and holds his shoulders down almost as if he needs to after his disgusting move off the top rope. The ref counts, “1…2…” Kobra runs into break it up but ends up a few inches short… “THREE!!!”
Roger: I would not want to be Waring at the moment.
Keith: Why not?
Roger: You’re disgusting.
~~~ Commercial Break ~~~
05.28.06
Mellon Arena - Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Celtic Pride vs The Glamour Boys
(The fast beat of Celtic-sounding drums fills the arena, and the lights start to dim. Then as the fiddles kick in from Ashley MacIsaac's "Devil In The Kitchen", a bright flash of light illuminates the entranceway and out runs Tommy MacKeegan and Woad. They stop and pose at the top of the ramp, and Tommy does a short jig with a huge grin on his face, as if laughing at himself, while Woad watches. Then Woad does a short jig very badly, and Tommy laughs at him. They run to the ring and slide under the bottom rope, not wasting time on steps.)
Shelly: This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Omagh, N. Ireland, UK and Kingston, Ontario, Canada respectively, at a total combined weight of 421 lbs . . . Tommy MacKeegan and Woad . . . Celtic Pride!
("Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous" blares over the arena speakers as a full length stretch limo pulls into the house. The driver gets out, makes the long walk to the back and opens the passenger door as Regal and Silvers jump out like kids that have been cooped up in the car too long. They gets some loud boos but few whistles of approval from the ladies. Appearing indifferent to both, they stares at the ring and begins a long but seemingly disinterested walk to the squared circle. They slide under the bottom rope with a spry quickness and raise themselves to a panther like position before drawing themselves up to there full height.)
Shelly: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 455 pounds. They are from Hollywood, California. They are Johnny Regal and Barry Silvers. They are the Glamour Boys!!!!
Celtic Pride storms the ring and attacks Regal and Silvers. Silvers and Regalvainly try to fight back, but MacKeegan and Woad maintain control as
they send each of the Glamour Boys into a corner. They mount the corner and begin laying right hands into the heads of the boys. After eight, Regal and Silvers knock the Irishmen off their perch and nearly take their heads off after a double running clothesline. Silvers and Regal toss Woad over the top rope then begin to work over Tommy. Silvers slams Tommy to the mat, then runs off the ropes to have Regal backbody drop him on top of MacKeegan. Regal follows with a snap leg drop to MacKeegan's chest. Finally the ref manages to get Silvers to the outside and the bell rings.
Keith: That was a hell of a start...
Roger: Yeah, these two teams are ready for Exile and ready to be the
next World Tag Team Champions.
Regal pulls Tommy to his feet and locks in a headlock. He continues to
wrench it in as MacKeegan tries to adjust his position. Tommy manages to send Regal into the ropes, leapfrogs him and catches him with a monkey flip across the ring on his way back. MacKeegan picks up Regal and sends him into the corner. Tommy follows him in with a clothesline, then tries to follow up with some shoulder tackles except the ref pulls him off and yells for not backing off. Meanwhile, Woad has taken the tag rope and is choking Regal with it. Tommy manages to get back to Regal just as Woad lets go.
Tommy tags in Woad, they sling Regal into the ropes and knock him down
with a double shoulder block. Woad drops a quick elbow and goes for a cover, 1...2...KICK OUT!!
Roger: Regal has taken quite a beating over the first few minutes of this match.
Kevin: He needs a tag, and in a pretty bad way...
Woad tries to pick Bobby up, except Silvers slides in a quick thumb to
the eye which temporarily blinds the Irishman. Regal tags in Silvers who goes to town on Woad. A slingshot into the ropes and Woad walks into a spinebuster. MacKeegan tries to charge in, but Regal picks him up and drops him with a flapjack. Silvers manages to come back in to help his partner, but is caught with a spear from Woad.
Roger: The ref has got to get control...
Kevin: Seriously, does this dim-wit not know how to do his job.
Woad and Silvers are off in one corner of the ring while Tommy and
Regal are still battling center ring. Silvers manages to wrap up Woad and
deliver an inverted backbreaker which stuns Woad. Barry and Johnny begin the double team on Tommy, battering him in the midsection with punches and kicks. Johnny pulls Tommy to the middle of the ring and nails him with a perfect STO. Barry motions to Johnny to go to the top rope. Barry puts MacKeegan in a boston crab, while Johnny flies off the top with a sick leg drop to the back of Tommy's head. Regal and Silvers are celebrating the move when Ray Santana and Triple T hit the ring. Triple T and Santana deliver dueling powerbombs to the Glamour Boys, then get into their face do do some serious trash talking.
Roger: The Salvation just showed why they are former world tag team
champions.
Kevin: Look!! They're not alone!!
The Unbelievable Connection is now heading down to the ring carrying
steel chairs. Just as they are about to enter the ring, the Salvation
catches a look and is up and they seem to be ready to a fight. Just as Andrews and the Monster are about to make their move, Celtic Pride run the ropes and dive through the middle ropes, knocking down the Connection. The Glamour Boys and the Salvation get at each other in the ring, throwing haymaker after haymaker.
The backstage area seemingly empties as referees, agents and others try
toseparate these eight men.
Roger: It's official, I guess...
Kevin: The tag team scene is hotter than ever...and to think they belt
isn't even on the line at Exile!!!!
~~~ Commercial Break ~~~
05.28.06
Mellon Arena - Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Triple Threat Non-Title Match
"Classy" Mike C vs Hawkeye vs Artur Arina
(The lights go down as the guitar gently thrums around the arena. Smoke billows out, creating a thin mist over the ramp and stage. Red lights occasionally flash giving the smoke a demonic tint.)
"I WEAR MY SKIN!"
(The lights blaze up with the guitar, firey oranges, reds and yellows darting around the arena as Artur appears on stage. He pouts and poses all the while dripping of arrogance and as he desceneds towards the ring a chorus of boos echo around the arena that only serves to boost his already inflated ego. Artur mounts the apron and strides over the top rope before smuggly grinning at the crowd.)
Shelley: Introducing first, from Archangel, Russia. Weighing in at 325lbs. He is the EUWC North American Champion, Artur Arina!
(Scene opens up with a dark arena, when all of a sudden red, white and blue lights begin to flash around the arena, when "Getting Away With Murder" by Papa Roach begins to blast out to the crowd. The fans begin to cheer out, as Hawkeye steps out from the backstage area and onto the entrance ramp. He stops and looks out to the crowd, then he raises his hands, then his pyros of red, white and blue explode to the roof of the arena. He begins to walk down the ramp, as he gets to the ring, he stops and looks towards the backstage area, then turns back towards the ring and grabs the bottom rope and pulls himself into it. He rolls into the middle of the ring and stands up. He stands facing the entrance ramp.)
Shelley: Making his way to the ring, from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 250lbs. He is the EUWC International Champion, Hawkeye!
("Begging You" by The Stone Roses plays and strobe lighting flashes at the top of the ramp. Classy Mike C steps out onto the stage and holds his arms out to his side, prompting the majority of fans to boo and jeer him. Mike C walks down the ramp and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring. Mike C stands in the centre of the ring and holds his arms out whilst staring up at the cage, triggering fireworks to shoot up from behind him. After a few seconds, the fireworks stop and the music starts to fade as Mike C goes and stands in his corner.)
Shelley: And their opponent, from Burnage, England. Weighing in at 253lbs. He is the EUWC World Heavyweight Champion, "Classy" Mike C!
The bell rings and Mike C climbs through the ropes to the outside. Hawkeye tells him to get back inside and Arina jumps Hawkeye from behind. Arina sends Hawkeye into the ropes and lowers his head. Hawkeye comes off the ropes kicks Arina. Hawkeye looks over to Mike who is now sitting on a chair on the outside of the ring. Hawkeye punches Arina into the corner and sits Arina on the top turnbuckle. Hawkeye stands on the second rope and hooks Arina into a suplex. Hawkeye goes for the cover and the ref counts 1 . . . kickout!
Keith: Hawkeye went for the pin a little early there and Mike C seems to want ntohing to do with this match.
Roger: He's being smart, Keith. Let them beat each other up and not risk injury before a big title defense.
Keith: I know Mike C thinks Takedown is the inferior brand but this is just insulting.
Hawkeye has Arina in a camel clutch. Arina is waving off the ref's checks. Hawkeye breaks the hold and starts stomping on Arina's lower back. Arina gets up and Hawkeye grabs his tights before punching the sweel of Arina's back. One hard knee to the back and Arina goes down and to the outside. Arina walks it off and the ref tries to push Hawkeye back to his corner. Arina walks around to the other side of the ring and up to Mike. They get into a shouting match. They get into a fist fight and Arina grabs Mike's hair and rams him hard into the steel steps.
Keith: God damn! Mike's head was just driven into the steps. Look at that dent!
Roger: Arina is going to pay for that one! Mark my words!
Hawkeye grabs Arina by the hair and pulls him into the ring. Arina slaps Hawkeye away and offers a test of strength. Hawkeye debates about it then accepts. They slowly lock up one hand and then the other. They struggle for a minute but Arina starts to turn his hands over sending Hawkeye to his knees. The ref checks Hawkeye who says no. Hawkeye slowly starts to puch back up. Now Arina is down to one knee. The ref glances over at Mike C on the outside and Arina uses this opportunity to hit Hawkeye with a low blow. Arina gets to his feet, picks up Hawkeye, and hits the DFA.
Keith: Artur Arina has just hit the Death From Above! This one is over!
Arina goes for the cover but Mike C comes off the top rope with an elbow drop to break up the count at 2. Mike also lands on the ref knocking him out cold. Miek picks up Arina and punches him into the ropes. Mike whips Arina across the ring and catches him in a back body drop. Mike locks Arina up in the Texas Classyleaf. The ref is still down and Arina is tapping th mat. Just then, T. Waring and Kobra run to the ring. T. Waring plants a chair into the back of Mike C's head. Kobra rolls Arina to the outside and handcuffs him to the ringpost. Waring picks up Mike and hits him with the Commander Slam. Waring and Kobra exit the ring and Hawkeye slowly crawls to make an one-armed cover on Mike. Arina can't get into the ring to break the cover. The ref crawls over and makes the count 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
Shelley: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, Hawkeye!
Keith: Hawkeye wins the match with an assist to T. Waring and Kobra.
Roger: I guess it's returning the favour from last week.
T. Waring grabs the EUWC World Heavyweigh Championship and slides back into the ring. He poses with it on second rope in the corner.
Keith: T. waring has fired a huge shot here tonight but the war will end this Sunday at eXile III! Call your local cable or satellite provider and tell them that you want the EUWC on pay-per-view! Until eXile III, goodnight everybody!
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