*The scene open to Nitrus walking into the backstage area, he has a look of determination on his face, his steady walk towards the locker rooms is halted by Karl Weiss*
Karl Weiss: Nitrus earlier in the week I interviewed you and you seemed pretty strong minded then after hearing what your opponents and team mate Thunder Cat has to say how do you feel going into this match?
*Nitrus looks down at Karl and rips the mic from his hand and speaks*
Nitrus: Apocalypse…Dragon…Your time is running out only a short while between us stepping in the ring, Apocalypse your small time I don’t give a shit about you…DRAGON PREPARE YOUR SELF…LETHAL DOSE BABY COME ON.
*Nitrus throws the mic back at Karl and walks out screaming LETHAL DOSE BABY as the scene then changes to inside a circus-sized camouflaged tent in Kabul, Afghanistan. The signs in the crowd say "Nation of E.G.Mackulation", "Jason Twisted is my cousin", and "I created the Weapons of Mass Destruction". The scene then fixes itself on the announcer's table.]
JR: Good evening fans, I'm Jimmy Rollins with my partner Brutus and we're welcoming you here live to Kabul, Afghanistan.
B: We have a great show lined up for this evening, in fact, what do you say we get on to our first match?
JR: Its fine with me.
[A voice speaks up from the back.]
Voice: But not by me.
JR: Who is that?
["The Silencer" James Assassin walks out of the backstage area holding a microphone. He walks down the ramp to no music and sits down at the announcer's table. He takes Jimmy Rollins's headset and adjusts it to comfort.]
Brutus: And here we are with, The Silencer James Assassin - How are you doin James??
Silencer: I'm doin alright at the moment..
Brutus: We've been circling rumors that Rizzo said that you're willing to hire outside talent and build the one time gang that once dominated IEW..
Silencer: Well, Rizzo has jumped the gun and has gotten the cart before the horse.. How in the HELL could he not be fool after I specifically DENIED that I was known as the Hangman.. Rizzo fliped too many channels instead of switching to FOX NEWS and Watch the Factor when I was on..
Brutus: Speaking of which the Hangman is supposed to appear and there is a triple threat match..
Silencer: That match is what is supposed to be a close matchup.. I have heard rumors sayin that The hangman is making his mark.. I expect a huge fight.. a BIG FIGHT..
Brutus: Well is there any chance that you would ever come back to the IEW?
(The silencer exits the annoounce table and he heads to the locker room..)
Brutus: Well I guess that answers that question.
[Jimmy Rollings puts his headset back on.]
JR: I don't know what all that was about, but I can say I'm ready to see some action.
B: I could agree with you more. Lets go to The Fink in the ring and get the party started.
The Mic: Our opening contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of seven hundred and thirty six pounds: Shock and Awe... the WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION!!!
(Two men on the flute, one on the snare drum, and one on a big bass drum all dressed in American colonial soldier uniforms march out of the wrestlers' entrance, playing "Yankee Doodle Doo". As they march out in precession, Shock and Awe follow suit. Both men are waving the American flag and are marching in tune and are dressed in American wrestling tights. Awe is wearing his now familiar t-shirt with, "In God We Trust", written across it. The precession marches up to ringside and Shock and Awe lay their flags down. Shock just slides into the ring while Awe steps up onto the ring apron then steps over the top rope. The small band does a lap around the ring then heads back up the ramp as Shock asks for a microphone.)
JR: Looks like Shock's got something to say here.
Shock: Now I understand that things look pretty dismal around here but maybe here's a little something that will raise your spirits. If I may I would like to ask everyone to stand please.
(The audience looks a little confused but stands. Shock and Awe, meanwhile, stand side by side with their right hand over their heart and their left hand holding up their flag.)
Weapons of Mass Destruction: I Pledge Allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation under God, Indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for All.
(The crowd boos incredibly loud.)
BB: Oh come on! You don't boo the pledge! You can't do that! We'll drop enough nukes on your heads to make sure there isn't anything left of the damn planet.
JR: Calm down Balls, after all, it's not in their culture.
BB: The nerve to boo us...
The Mic: Their opponents, at a combined weight of six hundred and seventy-four pounds, Mike Manson and Pyromaniac.... THE OUTPATIENTS!!
(I Am Hated by Slipknot plays and Mike Manson and Pyromaniac come out of the curtain. they make their way to the ring looking very out-there.)
BB: Damn! As if we didn't have enough crazies around here! The IEW isn't a nuthouse, it's a wrestling promotion for God's Sake! I'd send all of those wackos down to the funny farm!
JR: Then we'd have to have yet another tourney to choose another Extreme champion.
BB: That's the first time you admit our Extreme champ is actually a whacko.
JR: Well, they do call him Wacky Backy.
BB: .... Uhm... sure.... Look! There's a match about to start down there!
(The ref speaks to all four contestants before ringing the bell. Shock and Mike Manson go back to their corners. Awe looks at Pyromaniac with a disgusted look on his face. Pyromaniac turns around on himself and tries to ram straight into Awe's gut. Awe doesn't even flinch. Pyro headbutts Awe in the gut several times, before Awe shoves him back into his corner. Manson tags in. He goes slowly in front of Awe. He presents his left hand to Awe, challenging him in a strength contest. Awe grabs MM's hand and they lock both of their other hands. MM tries to outpower Awe, but Awe doesn't even look like he's contracting his muscles. After a few seconds, Awe just lifts his arms and that gets MM off the floor. He shoves him back down and boots him in the gut.)
JR: Wow! Awe's been able to resist to Manson's strength as if Manson was a baby!
BB: Maybe, but the baby's maybe a little bit smarter than the giant.
(MM runs to the ropes and Awe bends down. MM kicks Awe in the face. Awe grabs his face and Manson shoves him in the ropes. Awe comes back with a huge clothesline, and MM crashes down hard on the mat. As Manson gets up, he hits an elbow behind Awe's knees, making him kneeling down. MM quickly gets up and big boots Awe right ion the face, sending him into the WMP corner. Shock tags in.)
BB: The match's getting good now that both idiots are out.
JR: I hope Awe didn't hear you. This guy could make baby powder with your bones.
BB: Yeah, right...
(Shock doesn't lose any time and runs straight at Manson. Manson sidesteps but Shock hits a spinning wheel kick. MM doesn't fall down and tries to clothesline Shock but is met with a chop. Shock chops Manson again. Shock irish whips Manson into the corner. Shock runs at Manson but Manson comes back with a flying elbow to Shock's face. Manson gets right back up, but Shock went back up before him and hits him with a few kicks. Shock then proceeds to lift Manson up into a back breaker drop that goes into a quick russian leg sweep. Shock gets right back up, pulls Manson back up and hits him with a quick snap suplex. Shock doesn't let go, gets right back up with Manson and hits another one. He gets back up again and hits a third one! He quickly gets up again and up onto the third turnbuckle. Without losing time, he jumps with a leg drop on Manson.)
JR: What a great technical display here by Shock! Even the crowd, who booed him, is impressed!
(Pyro leaves his corner and goes to pull Manson down out of the ring. He bends down, waiting for Shock to come down. As Shock gets out, Pyro runs away from Shock. Shock follows him all around the ring. When they're back to the aisle area, Manson clotheslines Shock right into the floor. Awe is in the middle of the ring, asking himself what to do, when suddenly, Quentin Archdeacon III comes running down the aisle.)
JR: What's HE doing here?!
Awe is ready to meet him in the ring, but Quentin stops halfway down. Awe begins threatening Quentin and they start yelling at each other. Then, suddenly, Silas emerges from the crowd and throws his dice in the ring. Awe backs up and trips on the dice. Pyro, behind him, rolls him up in a small package.)
Ref: 1...
2...
3!!!
(A ref comes running down the aisle, meeting the other ref.)
The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners the Outat--
(The ref interrupts The Mic. He tells him something in his ear and The Mic nods.)
The Mic: Your winners, as a result of a disqualification: The WEAPONS OF MAS DESTRUCTION!!!
(Shcok gets back up and superkicks Manson right in the face, knocking him out cold. Meanwhile, Awe is triple-powerbombing Pyromaniac in the ring. Both members of WMP get in the ring and try to go after the Geeks, but both of them have disappeared in the crowd and in the back.)
JR: They were screwed! At least the ref noticed it...
BB: Yea, it's a shame because I kind of like those outpatients guy. I like crazies, you know.
JR: You said the complete opposite at the beginning of the match.
BB: I know but... it's strange, they appeal to me.
JR: Whatever... Lets get on to our next match.
(in the Titan Tron and on your local TV Screens, a graveyard moves around
and clouds hover over as wind picks up..)
B: What the hell is that?
(in the background, you'll see crosses and some RIP signs of various names..)
The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is
a triple threat match. Introducing first, weighting in at two hundred and fifty
pounds. He is the Hangman!!
(A man with a hat that looks japanese covering himself from the sun, he also has on a pair of gee pants and he's skinned, carrying a shovel and looking cross sided at a noose that has been mobile and has a skeleton on there.. The Fans mix react, but then "The Noose" by A Perfect Circle blasts over the PA system.. The Hangman walks into the ring with a Gee, a goatee, and a neatly combed back hair.. The face looks familiar, yet all the people are in shock.. He steps into the ring as Through The Wire begins to play.
The Mic: And his opponent, weighing in at 275 pounds. He is the College Dropout
( The College Drop out comes out wearing his fancy clothes. He does a little moonwalk towards the ring while slapping his fans hands. He gets up into the ring as Still Frame by Trapt starts up.
The Mic: And finally, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is Matt "The Macdaddy"Crockett
( Crockett comes running out from the back and gets into the ring and runs after the Hangman.)
Brutus: That's a hell of a way to start a match.
( Crockett just tackles the Hangman and starts to lay the rights into him. The ref starts the five count on Crockett and he lets him up. He starts laying the boots to him as he gets up. The Dropout is just standing in the corner watching the whole match take place. Crockett clubs Hangman on the back a few times and sends him running with an Irish whip into the ropes and nails a close in on the Hangman then runs off the ropes and hits a running leg drop.)
Jimmy: Crockett is really trying to show the world why he is in the FEW Brutus.
Brutus: Yea but look at the Dropout, He is just sitting back watching those two beat each other up. No wonder he dropped out, he was too smart for them.
( Crockett goes to pick up the Hangman but the Hangman knees Crockett in the gut and nits a DDT on Crockett. Now the Dropout goes over and drops and elbow onto the Hangman. And starts to kick Crockett.)
Brutus: Look at the Dropout, he's just picking his shots.
( The dropout now grabs Crockett as he was getting up and hits Crockett with Piledriver. The Hangman gets up and starts to nail the Dropout in the back with some shots and then hits a back drop on Dropout. Hangman goes for the cover.)
1............
2............
3..No, kick out.
( Hangman now gets up and picks up Dropout and sends him to the outside. He follows and sends the Dropout into the steel steps.)
Jimmy: looks like the Hangman just took out the Dropout Brutus.
Brutus: No, he can't be.
( The Hangman now goes back into the ring but is met by Crockett's german suplex. Cricket goes for the Hangman's legs and hooks in the Walls of Macdaddy.)
Jimmy: Crockett has the Hangman locked into the Walls of Macdaddy. This match might be over quick.
( Hangman reaches towards the ropes a few times and finally grabs them. The ref calls for the break and Macdaddy lets go and argues with the ref. The college Dropout is now kneeling down outside of the ring watching the action. Crockett now goes to the top rope while Hangman is down. He lines up Hangman but the Dropout pushes Crockett off sending Crockett crashing to the mat.)
Brutus: I told you the Dropout wasn't out.
( Dropout continues to stand outside as both the Hangman and Crockett start to rise from the mat. Both men start to exchange blows. Hangman goes for a close in but misses. Crockett goes for the Mko but Hangman counters it and locks Crockett into the Noose.)
Jimmy: Hangman has the Noose locked onto Crockett. Dropout better do something if he wants to win this thing Brutus.
Brutus: Relax, He knows what he is doing. I think.
( Hangman continues to hold onto Cricket as Cricket tries everything to get out of it. Cricket now goes to one knee. The ref starts to raise his arm. It drops for one.)
1.........
( He raise's for two)
2............
( He raises for three but the Dropout comes in and spears the Hangman relenqueshing the hold and sending Cricket rolling out of the ring. The Dropout now signals for the end as he picks up the Hangman, but the Hangman wiggles out of the Dropout's grasp and down his back to apply a cobra clutch.)
Jimmy: The Dropout is tapping!!!
Brutus: Well at least he's smart enough to do so.
DING*DING*DING*
The Mic: Ladies your winner of the match by submission. THE HANGMAN.
(The Ref raises the hand of the winner.. But then, The Hangman beats the shit out of the college dropout.. Then gives in a familiar F-5 finisher.. Then The HANGMAN UNMASKS himself SLOWLY!!!!!)
SILENCER: YOU SEE, College kid, I was in this for the longest of times.. And Now That you dropped out PERMANANTLY, I HAVE a message to THOSE PEEPS OUT THERE!!!! This Step is the first step, NOW you made This match the first match ever.. Rizzo, Make sure your career soars higher, because for the time being, MINE is starting the way it was MEANT to start.. You can badmouth me all you want, but What are WORDS FOR if you have NO ACTIONS?? As the Old saying goes, STICKS AND STONE MAY BREAK MY BONES, BUT WORDS WILL NOT HURT ME!!!! Ladies and gentlemen, WELCOME to the First step of the emergence.. MATT, Align with me, and between us, We'll be unstopped!!! WE - PROVED IT HERE TONIGHT, and WE'll Take the IEW by STORM..
("Awaken" by Disturbed" BLASTS over the PA system as The Silencer and matt "the macdaddy crockett exit the ramp together..)
JR: It was Silencer after all!!! And he's reforming Extreme Impact!!!
B: I knew it the whole time.
JR: Do you think he'll succeed at it this time around?
B: Well he just got a new member, I can't wait to see how Rizzo and Magnum BOTH react to this.
JR: Rizzo and Magnum have both got to be shocked to say the least.
B: They both without a doubt have got to be cussing at the top of their lungs like the sailor Rizzo should've been.
[The scene changes to the backstage area where Nighthawk has a microphone held up to his mouth.]
NIGHT HAWK: Well tonight this will be my fourth match I have not won one yet. To tell everyone the truth I haven´t been myself the last couple of weeks. I have not been tollereting pain well, and I have given up two times for not standing the pain. I do not know what the hell happened to me but one thing I am back I will withstand any pain that comes my way, but I pitty my two next opponents, because the real NIGHT HAWK!! and KALE are back for some PAIIIINNNN!!!
[Nighthawk lowers the mic and walks away as the scene switches back to the ring.]
The Mic: Introducing first, weighing in at one hundred and fifty-five pounds… APHASIA!!!
The lights dim down a bit as "Black Metal" by Cradle Of Filth blasts over the arena sound system. Just as the main part of the song plays, the stage pyro hits, launching up into the air with a loud bang. From the back comes Aphasia, wearing a normal black t-shirt, slightly baggy black carpenter jeans, and black wrestling boots. Her hair is tied back in a ponytail, and over her head is a red skullcap/bandanna. She moves down the ramp, high fiving fans along ramp-side, then she goes around the ring high fiving fans as she goes. She makes a complete circle around the ring itself before moving up the steps and into the ring. She climbs the turnbuckle and raises her fists up into the air. She lifts up her shirt, taking it off and tossing it outside the ring, revealing a black fitness top. She moves off of the turnbuckle as her music fades and the lights come back on.
The Mic: Introducing next weighing three hundred and eighteen pounds NIGHT HAWK.
*The lights dim, smoke fills the arena. The cry of the hawk sounds and then The hell Song by Sum 41 begins playing. Night Hawk comes running into the ring, he stands quietly in the middle of the ring and makes a very strange call and from no where Kale comes flying onto Night Hawks shoulder*
The Mic: Introducing next weighing two hundred and thirty seven pounds DANNY STARR
"Technically Sound" is heard over the PA system as the song "Circles" by Incubus begins to play. The lights dim down and a bright white light hits the ramp-way. Danny Starr walks into the light and stands there with his arms extended...as the song hits its major guitar rift and lyrics, Starr begins to walk towards the ring...he slides into the ring, extends his arms again and then walks into the corner readying himself for the upcoming battle.
DING!! DING!!
* The three circle each other in the ring all looking for the slightest chance to make there move*
JR: Aphasia, had a rough start here in the IEW but here is her chance to redeem herself.
Brutus: I can agree with you on that one JR, she did give Apocalypse a good run, lets she what happens her.
* Nighthawk and Aphasia stare back and forth at each other, agreed they both charge towards Danny Starr, quick thinking takes them down with stiff double close line, he stomps down Aphasia. He nails Nighthawk with a snap suplex, Aphasia is quick to follow with a stiff kick to the gut of DS, she sets up for a DDT Nighthawk comes from behind landing a dropkick between Aphasia's shoulder blades sending her forward she hits the mat hard face first, DS lands with a sick thud from the way he was locked in with the DDT*
Brutus; WOW that a drop kick that could of really hurt DS!
JR: He doesn't appear to be moving!
*Nighthawk, throws Aphasia from the ring, he lands a crushing neck-breaker on the prone DS into a cover*
(Aphasia recovers on the outside as NH makes the cover Ref. Tina Garcia goes down for the count)
1.......
(Aphasia climbs onto the apron and begins climb onto the turnbuckle)
2.......
* Aphasia lands right on both men with a shooting star press with most of the impact hitting NH*
(Everyone seems to be out but with all the chaos in the ring Aphasia still managed to snap out of it and make the cover on DS)
1...
2...
Thre...(NO!!!! DS kicks out)
Brutus: The competitors are all trying the DAMN best to get the win I give my respects to these competitors
JR. Without a doubt, what a move from Aphasia putting it all on the line with that turnbuckle assault!!
* Back in the ring it comes to a three way punching brawl, stiff punches from DS to NH, suddenly the both nail a kick to Aphasia's mid section*
JR: Double Suplex if I'm right, What action!
Brutus: NO NO Not to the outside of the ring, what abuse
* With Aphasia on the outside holding her back, the Ref goes to check her to make sure its not a serious injury,inside the ring DS batters NH in the turnbuckle with stiff rights and left kicks, but its reversed and now the tables are turned with NH getting the upper-hand, they fight it out with left and rights to the center of the ring*
JR: These two men are going all out.
Brutus: They better get on it before Aphasia gets back in this program, she seems to be ready
(Aphasia along with the Ref slide back in)
JR; She seems pissed! they better watch out !
*Aphasia ducks there close lines and takes to the rope with a twisting body splash, knocking both men to the mat, there all quick to there feet, they all exchange words with each other from different corner of the ring, DS charges Aphasia just to get locked in a cross face submission*
Brutus: First submission of the match could this be the end to the madness!
JR: With that injured next this could end quickly ,what a devastating move.
*NH breaks the cross-face with a kick to Aphasia face, he brutally stomps her ribs, DS joins in on the fun, frustrated that she is still trying to get up the slam her into the turnbuckle,NH whips DS across the ring aimed at ramming into Aphasia*
JR: What an impact!
Brutus: But it didn't work in there favor DS ate turnbuckle on that one and must have a head ache from the back kick she landed to his head!
*NH charges her only to run into a super-kick, he lands about 2 feet from were the impact point she goes into the cover*
JR: Super-kick worked for Apocalypse hehee will it work for her!
1...
2..
(strong kick out)
Brutus: DS is up and now beginning to take control!
*DS powerbomb with Authority to Aphasia, reversal and spine-buster to NH into mounted Punch's, Aphasia rolls up NH with a Oklahoma Roll, NH rolls out of it in the process catching Aphasia into a pin*
1....
NO!!!! kick out
JR: With NH and Aphasia both coming off some loses from last Sunday they are both trying to redeem themselves, this will be close!
Brutus: You got that right JR, expect anything
* NH sends around of Chokeslams*
JR: Lets say goodnight to both of them!
* NH watches his opponents as they struggle to stand, the larger DS is the first to stand, he stumbles and turns right into NH, he latches on the Dark Claw, Aphasia staggers to a nearby turnbuckle*
Brutus: NH has that bearhug locked in hard!
JR: DS is bleeding from his mouth
* As NH locks the the bearhug in even harder, he looks around for Aphasia, not seeing her he drops DS and turns being met by Transylvanian Hunger, she tries for the cover NH only to be taken off her feet with a T-bone suplex by DS , he grabs her my the hair and plants her to the mat with the Starr Crossed and another one*
JR: Someone stop that monster, what is he doing!
Brutus: Looks like NH is on his way to get some revenge of his own on DS!
* NH pushes DS aside, they nearly comes to blows, NH blocks a few punches.....They talk two each other and agree on something, NH lifts lifts Aphasia into a powerbomb position with an assist from DS, They spike Powerbomb her*
JR: What brutality, these two men are well over 6 feet tall against one women of under five feet and 115 pounds
Brutus: I agree JR, they should stop this before they kill her!
* DS distracts the Ref with faking a hurt ankle, NH disrobes the turnbuckle and whipping Aphasia hard into, she busted open from multiple Headbutts, Aphasia slumps over near life-less after the beaten*
JR: With no further distractions NH and DS shall be able to finish without a distraction.
Brutus: Someone check on Aphasia!
* DS nails NH with a suplex into some mounted punches, DS blocks punches and reverse it into his own mounted punches, they wrestle around the ring till they stand in a grapple, NH sends DS off the ropes, catches him with one arm crushing down with a back breaker across the knee. DS lands near Aphasia, he calls closer calling her name, NH taunts the crowd*
(crowd has mixed reaction of cheers and boos)
Brutus: What is DS saying to Aphasia, she appears to have agreed!
JR: This must be the final stand it will take both of them to take NH down.
*Aphasia and DS over power and double team NH sending him into the ropes,NH comes back with his hands extended catching both DS and Aphasia on the throats while delivering a charging headbutt to DS. As they fall he still has them both by the throat, Nighthawk lifts both of them up and drops them both to the mat with chokeslams at the same time*
JR: NH dropped to his knees adding momentum!
Brutus: This has to be over now!
*NH puts his hands on their chests and nods his head as the ref drops for the cover!
1!!!!!!
(There is no motion from either of them)
2!!!!!!!
3!!!!!!
DING!! DING!! DING!
* Nighthawk gets to one knee taking a look at what he has down, they blood of Aphasia on his left and the blood of Danny Starr on his right hand*
The Mic: The winner of this match by pinfall… NIGHTHAWK
* NH begins to leave the ring, he stops to see Aphasia standing with the help of the ropes, enraged he charges her sending her down with a big boot, he picks her up dropping her with the Night Sleeper powerbomb. He know turns his attention to Danny Starr, NH rams him chest first into turnbuckle then he applies the DARK CLAW*
JR: THATS IT SOMEONE STOP HIM
Brutus: GET NIGHTHAWK OUTTA THERE.
* Refs and Officials get Nighthawk out of the ring as he leaves up the ramp he calls for KALE, which lands on his shoulder*
JR: Nighthawk might've pulled out the match but he is one strange person.
B: What do you mean? Just because he has his bird Kale potty trained doesn't make him strange, it just makes him good friends with Woody the Wood Pecker.
*The arena goes dark as the opening of "For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins playing throughout the arena. A loud POP is heard and in the center of the ring is a huge cloud of smoke. Strobe lights fliter through the smoke as a shadowy figure is coming into focus. The smoke clears and standing there is a man wearing a hooded emerald green robe with slight hints of silver sparkles. He lets the hood fall back and we get our first look at his face as he just stands there looking out into the crowd. He bows, almost elegantly and then heads to the side and calls for a microphone. One handed one he stands back in the middle of the ring again and begins to speak.*
Robed Man: By now I am sure some of you are wondering just who in the hell I am. Well I assure I am not from hell, but I will not hesitate to send you to whatever god you believe in. I am here to make myself known to many around the world. I am here to fulfill a greater good, and none shall be privy to it, save a select few. I am called Lucius Bonedragon, and you shall never forget that name, tonight I will show you rage as you have never seen it before. Tonight, you will bear witness to ME!! To Lucius Bonedragon.
*Another loud POP is heard and the ring is engulfed in smoke once again. We hear the microphone drop and a loud whistle from feedback. As the smoke clears again there is no sign of the man called Lucius.*
B: I must say, the people Rison hires keep getting weirder and weirder. If this keeps up we'll be out a job.
JR: Not as long as there are matches to call.
The Mic: "Ladies and Gentlemen the following Tag team contest is slated for one fall, introducing first weighing in at 215 lbs Apocalypes..."
(Lights turn out within the arena,aisle lights up with flames going down the sides,pyros and smoke go off at the entrance "Bodies" by Drowing Pool hits the speakers, video screen comes on with pictures of destruction and murder are seen pictures of war, fire and death but his video ends with the earth spinning out of control, earth falling of its Axis and exploding..........his voice comes next laughing, He walks to the ring with a grin on his face, after some stretching he waits for his opponent.)
The Mic: "And his tag partner hailing from St. John New Brunswick Canada, and weighing in 185 lbs Dark Dragon..."
("Feuer Frei" by Rammstien kicks in and Dragon comes out onto the stage on his BMX... As he waves to the crowd preparing to preform a stunt he is attacked from behind by Nitrus and Thunder cat... Both men beat on Dragon who is slumped on the ground next to his bike... Nitrus bends over and picks up the BMX and slams it down on Dragon just as Apocalypes is intercepted mid ramp by Thunder Cat.)
JR: "The War has started... and the ref hasnt even rang the bell yet."
B: "This is great someone is gonna get hurt..."
(Nitrus picks Dragon up and levels him again with a powerbomb unto the steal staging as Apocalypes and Thundercat brawl their way to the ring... The ref signals for the bell as they continue to beat on each other."
JR: "A horrific attack on Dark Dragon may have this made this match a handicaped Match..."
B: "Great I didnt want to have to stomach Dragon on his bike again... is he a Wrestler or some poser?"
(Thundercat takes Apocalypes down to the mat with a snap mare... and follows it up with a side headlock, the ref takes a look to see if there is a choke but finds nothing... Meanwhile Nitrus continues to boot Dragon who is slumped over a monitor speaker. Nitrus then picks Dragon up and tosses him off the stage and onto the concrete floor some 8 feet below... Nitrus raises his hands in victory as he looks at a beaten Dragon, as he makes his way to the ring...)
JR: "Oh my god what a brutal attack from Nitrus."
B: "Nitrus has effectively ended the feud with Dragon... someone call the mortician..."
(Several IEW Staff members rush over to check on Dragon... as the camera returns to the ring to see Apocalypes fighting his way out of the headlock making it to his feet and throwing Thundercat into the ropes... Thundercat returns and levels Apocalypes with a shoulder block... Thundercat reaches over for the tag bringing Nitrus into the ring. Both men stomp on Apocalypes and follow this up with a double suplex. The Ref backs Thundercat into the corner, as Nitrus continues to beat on Apocalypes.)
B: "Apocalypes is in for a world of hurt with not tag partner!"
(Nitrus makes a quick tag and brings Thundercat who picks Apocalypes up and irishwhips him into the ropes, Thundercat runs for the opposite ropes and comes off them catching Apocalypes with a flying forearm leveling him and going for the pin...)
B: "PIN ATTEMPT"
1.............
2.............
"Kickout..."
(Thundercat picks Apocalypes up by the ears and drags him into his corner making another tag to Nitrus who climbs up to the top rope and hitting Apocalypes with a double axe handle... Thundercat breaks the hold and exits the ring as Nitrus picks Apocalypes up and executes a quick power bomb... Nitrus goes for the pin but the ref breaks it off as Apocalypes has one foot on the ropes.)
JR: "The Ropes may have just saved Apocalypes there..."
(Nitrus again picks Apocalypes up for another Power bomb but Apocalypes out of desperation begins to flail at Nitrus' head landing several punches causing him to loose balance and falling backwards with Apocalypes on top. Nitrus lands hard and lays on the mat as Apocalypes does the same... the Ref begins the double 10 count, as Thundercat cheers Nitrus on... The camera changes its angle to see Dark Dragon slowly making it to his feet and stumbling his way towards the ring... pushing emts and officals aside yelling for Nitrus. Dragon slowly makes it to his corner and collapses near the steps... while in the ring Both men slowly make it to there feet as the Ref reaches the 7 count. Again out of desperation Apocalypes runs for Nitrus clotheslining both he and Nitrus over the ropes.)
JR: "Three of the four men are down and the Ref is counting Nitrus and Apoc, while keeping an eye on Thundercat who respectfully is staying in his corner... and we must go to commercial break. Dont you Dare Go Away."
(During the Commercial break Dragon has made it up to his corner and looks grogy while both Nitrus and Apoc bearly make it into the ring before the 10 count... Both men make a tag and Dragon and Thundercat enter the ring...)
B: "Welcome back folks... we now have Dragon and Thundercat in the ring as both lock up..."
(Thundercat gains the upper hand and throws Dragon into a neutral corner, following it up with a clothesline... Thundercat then follows it up with the Cat's Cradle and the Ref slides into position for the pin...)
JR: "This could be it..."
1........
2.......
3..... No!
(Apocalypes breaks it up with a boot to the back of Thundercats head, Thundercat quickly makes it to his feet to be greeted with a hard right to the head by Apoc... both men continue to brawl until Apoc gains the upper hand and Irishwhips Thundercat into the ropes and catches him with a clothesline sending both men over the top rope, but the tag was made to Nitrus who climbs into the ring..., Nitrus walks over towards Dragon who catches Nitrus with a taser blast while the ref's view was blocked by Nitrus himself, Nitrus falls back and Dragon crawls over to make a half pin on Nitrus.)
JR: "WHAT THE HELL! NOT LIKE THIS... DRAGON JUST CHEATED..."
(The ref slides in to make the count but is interupted by Thundercat and Apocalypes who have entered the ring, The ref quickly regains composure and continues the pin attempt....)
1..........
2.........
(Thundercat Lands a forearm into the back of Dragon's head and gets up in time to meet Apocalypes with a hiptoss, Nitrus has barely enough in him to roll onto a incapacitated Dragon.)
B: "This is going to hell in a hand basket..."
1...............
2..................
3...........
DING DING DING!!!!
The Mic: "Here are your winners Nitrus and Thundercat..."
(Nitrus Stands to his feet clutching his midsection as he looks over Dragon... Thundercat stands as well kicking the taser out of the ring as Apocalypes rolls out of the ring... as Nitrus yells at Dragon.)
Nitrus: "TWO WEEKS FROM NOW MARCH FOURTEENTH YOU WILL KNOW YOU HAVE BEEN ADMINSTERED YOUR LETHAL DOSE, YOU WILL FEEL PAIN LIKE NO OTHER"
JR: I think DarkDragon is going to be in a world of hurt come Red Square Revenge.
B: You know he will be, and the sad thing is he brought it all upon himself. And speaking of bring it all on yourself, its just about time for the next match of the Television Title Tournament.
[Pops makes his way to the ring to referee the upcoming match as the lights dim to black when on the tron an image of the work Millennium is shown written in many different styles. "Some People Hate" by Jay-Z begins to play over the PA.]
The Mic: The following contest is scheduled for elimination fall in tag team competition. Introducing first from Harlem, New York and weiging in at 240 pounds... MORRIS FOXX!!!
Oh! This must be the way the 'Pac felt when he made
Me Against the World, All Eyez on Me
People got me feelin like "all eyes on me", "me against the world"
Mmm, y'all got me on at the top of my game
Thought people would appreciate what I did to this game
Being that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood
Come from the same hood you come from
We share basically the same stories
Thought people would appreciate what I came and did
since ninety-six, every year
Somethin must be seriously wrong with the world
I know y'all ain't hatin"
[Morris Foxx comes out to the reaction to the crowd. As he comes out Trinity comes behind him. Foxx just stands there and scans the crowd until Trinity makes her way down the isle. As Trinity begins to walk, Foxx comes behind her and poses in the middle of the isle as pyros blast off at the top of the ramp. Foxx makes it down to the ring apron and climbs up, he lets Trinity in and enters after her. Foxx gets in the ring, goes to the closest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd as he awaits his match. "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot hits the speakers.]
The Mic: And his partner from Canton, Missouri weighing in at 220 pounds... BOCA DEL INFERNO!!!
[Lights begin to flash like Lightning as Boca walks out and holds his arms high. He walks slowly to the ring and slides in. He climbs all four posts and flips the crowd off. He then sinks down in a cornor and talks to an unseen being as he waits for the match to start as "The British National Anthem" begins playing.]
The Mic: And their partner from Runcorn, Cheshire, England weighing in at 345 pounds... JACK "THE BRITISH BRUTE" PRICE!!!
[Jack Price walks aggressively to the ring carrying a large British Flag. He stands on the turnbuckle waving the flag around until "Trouble" by Pink plays on the PA.]
The Mic: And their partner weighing in at 275 pounds... "THE ONE BITCH ARMY" KHRYSTAL WALKER!!!
[Khrystal is seen on the bigscreen sitting in the Big Pink, her semi truck wrecker. She is driving, as a map of the world is superimposed. A picture of her wrecker is followed by a red line as she drives over the world. Highlights of her career are interposed, as are training shots of her lifting godawful amounts of weight. She stops the truck and gets out. She slams the door, and after an onstage explosion, she appears on the stage, dressed and ready to fight. The lights go down as a single spotlight goes over the crowd and then rests at the back of the stage, as "Square Dance" begins to play.]
The Mic: And their opponent from the Black Light District of the Jersey Shore, New Jersey weighing in at 135 pounds... HARLEY QUINN!!!
[The screen above the stage comes to life with the letters FBI (Full Blooded Italians) and scenes from Harley Quinn's mob life. It shows her sitting behind a desk in a darkened room, with her four body guards standing, with two on either side of her.The spotlight soon stops at the back of the stage, where her siloutte stands. It's soon revealed to be Harley. She makes her way to the ring as the song continues. When she reaches the ring she removes her jacket and sets it on the apron underneath a turnbuckle as "Blue and Red lights flash as the opening piano of "One Angry Dwarf and 200 Solemn Faces" starts up.]
The Mic: And her partner from Elkins, New Hampshire weighing in at 175 pounds... QUENTIN ARCHDEACON III!!!
[Fireworks blast with the snare hits. The blue and red lights alternate with the bass drum. Many colored lights flash as the drum slavo hits. Quentin emerges as the singing starts. Quentin walks ot the ring with his head down, sighing here and there. Quentin slides in the ring and begins to taunt crowd members as "Burnt Offerings" by Testament comes on the PA system.]
The Mic: And their partner weighing in at 240 pounds... BEAST!!!
[After about 15 seconds, Beast walks out. He wanders around on the stage for before spreading his arms letting pyro shooting behind him and heading down to the ring. He walks to the middle of the ring and stares at his opponents before raising his arms to the air again and coming down with a slap across Jack Price's face starting a mass 4 on 3 brawl. The brawl is soon leviated as Jason Twisted runs out of the backstage area without being introed and slides into the ring as the ref rings the bell.]
***DING***DING***DING***
JR: This match hasn't hardly gotten started yet and its already gone south.
B: Well being that we'll be going north in two weeks to name the Television Champion that could easily be from one of these two teams, I think we can live with it.
[The ring clears from the brawling until it is only Jack Price and Jason Twisted. Jack Price turns around into a big boot sending him to the mat. Price gets up quickly only to be sent into the ropes by Twisted, who bounces off the ropes on the other side before meeting back up with Price with a spear in the middle of the ring. Twisted then lays into Price with a series of punches until Price covers his head, guarding it from further attack. Twisted gets up and walks away signalling to the crowd for The Redemption as Price gets up and begins charging at Twisted yelling at the top of his lungs. Jason Twisted then turns around and plans Price in the canvas with a clothesline before going for a cover.]
Pops: 1...
2...
3!!!
JR: And already we have out first elimination of the evening.
B: Price really got jacked up from that clothesline. Have you ever seen anyone get twisted so bad on impact?
JR: No I haven't. But then again I wasn't around when your mom smacked you upside the head for making fun of other people's names.
[Morris Foxx slides into the ring and immediately is taken down with a chokehold. Pops is telling Twisted to release the hold, and he does so as Harley Quinn finally makes her way up onto the apron in her corner. Jason Twisted releases the hold and tags in Harley Quinn as he leaves Morris Foxx gasping for air on the canvas.]
JR: Jason Twisted might've already choked Morris Foxx out of the match.
B: Don't count on it. If foxes are good at anything, its being sly.
JR: Even though they never win at a European fox hunt.
B: That may be true, but a true virtue of being sly is knowing when to run and hide.
JR: Like a coward?
B: I wouldn't word it like that, but yeah.
[Harley Quinn climbs through the ropes into the ring and lifts Morris Foxx up, leaning him backwards and a reverse headlock. Morris Foxx all of the sudden gets life and flips backwards onto Harley's shoulders grabbing her head in a reverse headlock before falling further back to the canvas with an inverted DDT. Harley Quinn stays on the mat grabbing her head as Morris Foxx quickly jumps to the top turnbuckle. As Harley Quinn gets to her feet, Foxx jumps off with a missile dropkick sending her back to the mat. Foxx gets back to his feet and bounces off the ropes before coming back with a running spin kick to Harley's face, knocking her back against the ropes. Harley grabs her face as blood begins to pour from her fingers. Foxx sees her distraction and dropkicks her knee, sending her down to the mat. Foxx grabs Harley's legs and wraps on a sharshooter. The ref goes to check on if Harley is going to tap and Foxx stretches out one of his hands to use the ropes for additional pressure.]
JR: Morris Foxx should be disqualified. Hes using the ropes!!!
B: You know how matches like these are. If the ref doesn't see it, it didn't happen.
[Pops finally comes around to Foxx grabbing on the ropes and kicks up at Foxx's grasp. As he does his other leg slips and he falls flat on his back. Foxx sees this and releases the hold.]
B: Pops's hip might've just fallen out of socket for the last time.
JR: You don't seriously think he's in that bad of shape do you?
B: Well you never know with these old codgers, one minute they're kicking and the next they're flat on their back. And the way hes going it won't be much longer before rigormortis kicks in.
[Morris Foxx gets to his feet and lifts Harley Quinn up by her hair and spins her around facing away from him, but keeping her head over his shoulder before droppings do the mat with a hangman's neckbreaker. Morris Foxx lifts her up again, this time into powerbomb position before flipping her over and slamming her into the mat with a faceplant.]
JR: That was the Suicidal Solution!!! Foxx is making a cover...
B: But theres no ref to do the counting!!!
[IEW referee Tina Garcia parts the curtains and races to the ring. She slides in and begins to count.]
Tina: 1... 2... 3!!!
B: Harley Quinn is gone!!!
JR: But that was a quick count!!!
B: Jimmy, the only that is quick about her is how she works in the bedroom.
[Morris Foxx and Tina Garcia share eye contact for a moment before sharing a sloppy kissing session.]
B: See what I mean?
JR: She eliminated Harley Quinn just to get her hands on Foxx?!
B: Sure looks that way doesn't it.
[Morris Foxx and Tina Garcia continue to kiss as Quentin rolls into the ring and pulls Foxx down with a schoolboy. Pops then begins a three count of his own.]
Pops: 1... 2... 3!!!
B: That was a quick count!!!
JR: But now the odds are back to where they should be.
B: But which referee is in charge of the match?!
[Tina Garcia and Pops begin to share words until Tina finally slaps Pops on the side of the face and his dentures go flying out of the ring.]
JR: What cheek!!!
B: Don't you just love women taking charge?
[Khrystal Walker climbs into the ring and confronts Quentin. Quentin begins to run to the ropes as Khrystal Walker grabs his tights and pulls him into a back suplex. Khrystal Walker lifts Quentin back to his feet where he then kick, claws, and scratches his way out of Khrystal Walker's grasp. Quentin runs into the ropes and comes back with a dropkick sending Walker down to the mat. Quentin, running on momentum climbs the turnbuckles and jumps off with an elbow drop, only for it to connect with nothing but the canvas.]
JR: Quentin missed with his elbowdrop!!!
B: He's a geek, that keeps him from being perfect in every way possible.
JR: Quentin is grabbing his arm after committing to the high risk move.
B: Geeks don't do high risk moves. They're more like calculated blunders.
JR: Just like your announcing on occasion.
[Walker stands up next to Quentin and is beginning to lean over to pick him up as Quentin rolls around and brings Walker down to the mat with a drop toe hold. Quentin then rolls over to his corner where Beast is just now returning to the apron. Quentin tags him in. Beast enters the ring and runs at Khrystal Walker, she just puts her boot up and Beast hits it and begins staggering around the ring. Khrystal then lifts Beast up from behind and puts him on her shoulders in a torture rack. She pulls down on the opposite ends of his body stretching him over her shoulders before slinging his feet around slamming him to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Walker lifts Beast up again and sends him to the mat with a fallaway slam. Khrystal Walker then heads to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles before jumping off backwards and sitting flat on Beast's face.]
Tina: 1...
2...
3!!!
JR: SICK!!!
B: What wrong Jimmy?
JR: Khrystal Walker just eliminated Beast with her Muff Dive.
B: I don't hear Beast complaining. He must've enjoyed it.
[Khrystal Walker sees Quentin at the corner and begins to go after him, but as soon as she does he jumps off the apron and backs away. Thinking this is a trap, Walker turns around to see Boca Del Inferno and Jason Twisted still fighting on the outside of the ring. At that same time Quentin begins climbing the turnbuckle from the outside, and while her back is still turned jumps off with a forward flip, grabbing Khrystal Walker's head and driving it into the canvas with a bulldog.]
JR: Modified Burnout and a cover...
Tina: 1...
2...
3!!!
B: And with that a Geek has eliminated the Big Bad Bitch of Team Boca!!!
JR: Something tells me you put way too much thought into that.
[Jason Twisted and Redd Dogg roll Boca Del Inferno into the ring. Jason Twisted climbed up to his corner and asked for the tag. Quentin slaps his hand and Jason Twisted enters the ring. Jason Twisted lifts Boca to his feet and spins him around into a sleeperhold. Twisted then walks Boca over to the ropes where Twisted closes his eyes and leans his head down as Redd Dogg climbs up onto the apron and sprays mace into Boca's face.]
JR: Thats blatant cheating!!! Why doesn't the ref disqualify him?!
B: Maybe she's feeling "Foxxy" and just can't wait to get the match over with.
[Jason Twisted releases the hold and watches as Boca Del Inferno dances around the ring batting his face. Boca comes back around to where Jason Twistd is standing and nails him with a dropkick to the midsection, that he quickly follows up with a DDT. Boca then takes Twisted over with a suplex, before lifting him up again and dropping him with a brainbuster. Boca then goes for a pin.]
JR: The spray didn't seem to have an affect.
B: Maybe Redd Dogg should've used more garlic.
Tina: 1...
2...
JR: And Jason Twisted has kicked out.
B: And just in the nick of time too. If his shoulders would've been down any longer it would have been Boca and the Geek Quentin.
[Boca lifts Twisted to his feet and sends him into the ropes. He comes back and ducks a Boca clothesline and quickly turns around. Twisted gets his hand on Boca's throat as Boca turns back to confront him. Twisted lifts Boca into the air before dropping him on the mat with a sitdown chokeslam.]
Tina: 1...
2...
3!!!
***DING***DING***DING***
JR: Jason Twisted just beat Boca Del Inferno with the Twisted Rage to advance his team to round three, in what will be the final match to decide which of these teams members will become ultimate enemies of each other.
B: And he did it all thanks to Redd Dogg with that can of mace. It may not have been as affective as they wanted it to be but it worked.
(As almost everyone but Boca has left, Quarashi,s Mr. Jinx plays loud on the PA.)
JR: Bakuryu here for some payback on Boca de Inferno!
(The music plays for a little while before it lowers a little bit. We can now hear Bakuyu's voice over the music, but we can't see him. Boca is startled, he didn,t think this was going to happen.)
Bakuryu: Hellllo KABUL!
(The crowd roars, Boca looks around him.)
Bakuryu: As all of you know, I have a score to settle with mister Hell here. Most of the time the PPV is the time to do that. But I don't like Pay Per Views, because you people won't be able to buy it. So here's what's going to happen, The score is gonna be settled right... NOW!
BB: Yay! Violence!
(Bakuryu comes out from the curtain and rushes down the aisle. Boca is ready to meet him, but before he can realize that the man coming down is just a man dressed as Bakuryu, he has already recieved a chairshot to the back of the head.)
BB: From the back! What a coward!
JR: Oh, that's just what Boca's been doing for a whole month, and you didn't complain.
(As Boca is on the ground, Bakuryu continues hitting him with the chair like a maniac. At first, the people cheer. But it comes to a point where the shots are not cool anymore, they're brutal. Boca is almost unconscious on the ground, exhausted from his match and hurting from the chair shots, buyt Bakuryu keeps on hitting him with the chair, with an absent look on his face.)
JR: This has gone to revenge to bloody assault. I hate to say this but-- somebody has got to stop Bakuryu!
(The man who was disguised as Bakuryu gets in the ring. His wig falls off and it's Xion, to whom we've been introduced earlier this week. Xion gets behind Bakuryu and grabs Bakuryu in a full nelson. Bakuryu tries to continue hitting Boca with his feet, but Xion has him off the ground.)
JR: FInally someone with a little bit of common sense!
BB: I never thought Bakuryu could be this-- brutal.
(Xion throws Bakuryu out of the ring. Bakuryu lands on all fours. Xion takes his time going out and at the same time he drops down from the apron, Bakuryu quickly gets up and gets to the turnbuckle in two quick jumps.)
JR: Not again! Enough is enough!
(Bakuryu shouts something along the lines of "The mouth of hell's gonna puke blood!" He leaps backwards in a moonsault, but spins further and lands in a legdrop right on Boca's throat.)
JR: The Weapon Of Choice! On an unconsicous man! Somebody stop Bakuryu!
BB: I'm taking quite a liking to him, if you want to know the truth.
(Bakuryu quickly gets up, reaches in his pockets and gets a pair of brass knuckles. He puts them on, kneels down and begins punching boca in the ribs with it. Boca rolls around in pain but Bakuryu follows him. Baku is in a murderous trance, and suddenly a huge leg lands on the back of his head. Xion labded a top rope leg drop on his friend.)
JR: About time he stopped him!
BB: No!
(Xion takes Bakuryu on his shoulder and leaves the ring as paramedics rush to Boca del Inferno.)
JR: You said it earlier Balls, We didn't think a man as fun-loving, crazy and funny as Bakuryu could be such a violent man. Look at what he did to Boca. I think Boca pushed him to the edge, literally. Some of you may know that Bakuryu, for a long time, was a vicious man, and was held in an asylum.
BB: Why isn't he like that anymore?
JR: I don't know but I'm kind of happy he isn't.
The Mic: The following contest is a standard match and it is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first he hails from Chicago, Illinois and he weighs in at 235 pounds... “The Infamous One” Mack Weaver!!
[“Reload” by Rob Zombie kicks in and Mack Weaver makes his way down to the ring. Mack steps in and stretches on the ropes as he waits for his opponent.]
The Mic: And his weighs in at 289 pounds... RAGE!
["Immortally Insane" by Pantera begins to play smoke rises from the vents underneath the ramp. Suddenly a large set of pyro goes off and Rage runs through the fire and settled smoke. He runs down to the ring and enters. ]
Jimmy: This ought to be a good one. Both men have had it at each other before.
*Balls calls for the bell and the two men lock up. Rage backs Weaver up into the corner. Rage goes for a break but then he sneaks in a couple of right hands. Rage whips Weaver into the opposite corner. Rage charges but Weaver gets his foot up. Mack charges out of the corner and right into a big boot by Rage. Rage covers.*
1...
Brutus: Mack Weaver has been around too long to be pinned by that kind of move.
*Rage lifts Weaver up and he connects with a few boots. Rage whips Mack into the ropes and Mack ducks a clothesline. Weaver bounces off the opposite ropes and he takes Rage down with a forearm smash. Rage gets back to his feet and Weaver lays the fists to his face. Weaver scoops Rage up and slams him down. Rage gets to his feet and Weaver kicks him in the gut. Weaver bounces off the ropes and he takes Rage down with a swinging neckbreaker. Mack goes for the cover.*
1...
Jimmy: Rage kicked out right after the 1 count.
*Weaver gets up and he drags Rage to his feet. Weaver whips Rage into the corner and he connects with a corner splash. Weaver drags Rage out of the corner and he executes a snap suplex. Weaver covers again.*
Brutus: Weaver is trying to end this early. I don’t think he realizes who he’s wrestling against.
1...
2...
Jimmy: Rage kicked out, but this time it was after 2.
Brutus: it’s still very early.
*Weaver picks Rage up and he whips him into the corner. Weaver charges at Rage but Rage levels Weaver with a hard clothesline. Rage lifts Weaver up and Rage lands a couple of chops. Rage whips Mack into the ropes and he takes Weaver down with a back body drop. Weaver gets up and Rage hits a knee thrust to the gut followed by a gutwrench suplex. Rage covers.*
1...
2....
Kickout.
Jimmy: That move really took a lot out of Weaver.
Brutus: Rage is one big man, he’s got the power to dominate his opponents.
*Rage lifts Weaver up and he slams him down. Rage drops an elbow on Weaver and then he stands right back up. Rage stomps on Weaver until Mack rolls out of the ring. Rage climbs outside and the ref starts a 10 count.*
Jimmy: This can’t be good.
*1..... Rage lifts Mack up and he throws him back first into the apron. 2..... Rage goes to whip Mack into the steel post but Weaver reverses it sending Rage face first into the post. 3...... 4..... Mack grabs Rage and he slams Rage’s face into the steel steps. 5...... Weaver picks Rage up and he rolls him into the ring. Weaver follows and he kicks away at Rage.*
Brutus: Well, that was a gamble for Rage that didn’t pay off.
*Weaver lifts Rage up and he executes a side suplex. Weaver stands up and he lifts Rage to his feet. Weaver takes Rage down with a backbreaker. Weaver goes to the corner and he climbs to the 2nd rope. Mack flies and he connects with a 2nd rope forearm drop. Weaver covers.*
1....
2...
Jimmy: Oh man that was so close! I thought Weaver had it for a second!
Brutus: That was nothing. Rage is a former Extreme champ. Mack Weaver’s just going to have to try harder.
*Weaver gets up and he’s in disbelief. The ref assures him it was 2. Weaver turns around and he gets speared to the ground by Rage. Rage stands up and he shakes the cobwebs out. Weaver gets to his feet and Rage attacks with clubbing blows to the back. Rage lifts Weaver up and he takes Mack down with a piledriver. Rage covers and he hooks the leg.*
Jimmy: That could be the end of Mack Weaver!
1....
2.....
thr NO!!
Brutus: What the hell?! That was such a slow count!
*Rage gets up and he yells at the ref. Weaver gets to his feet and as Rage turns around Mack connects with a standing dropkick. Rage stumbles into the corner and Mack continues the assault. Weaver goes to whip Rage into the opposite corner but Rage counters with a short-arm clothesline. Rage lifts Mack up and he executes a crucifix powerbomb.*
Jimmy: Rage just hit the Xtremity Maker!
Brutus: Say goodnight Mack!
*Rage covers.*
1...
2...
3!!
(DING DING)
The Mic: The winner of this match, RAGE!
B: Rage has been victorious over Mack Weaver yet again!!!
JR: You didn't put money on this match did you?
B: I bet your dollar I did. Whoohoo!!!
( All of a sudden “St. Anger” By Metallica starts up over the PA.)
Jimmy: Wait a minute Brutus, looks like we are having an unexpected visit from your favorite World Champ Magnum.
Brutus: He’s not just my favorite Champ, he’s everyone’s favorite.
( Magnum comes out from behind the curtain in a pair of jeans and his IEW shirt that says Magnum power on the front. Magnum has the World Title around his waist as he walks down the ramp giving high fives to the fans. He walks around the ring giving high fives before stepping onto the ring apron and stepping over the top ropes.)
Jimmy: Looks like The fans here are really liking Magnum over here.
Brutus: They like Magnum wherever we go Jimmy. Don’t you realize he is our World Champ.
Jimmy: Whatever you say Brutus, lets here what Magnum has to say.
( Magnum does a few poses for the crowd on the ropes before reaching down and grabbing a mic. He reaches down and grabs the mic and he stands in the center of the ring. The crowd starts cheering more every time Magnum starts to talk.)
Magnum: Well I know Im not scheduled to wrestle here tonight in Afghanistan but since I am such a great World Champion that I am, I felt it is my duty to show up here tonight in front of this crowd, in the middle of this ring and show my respects to you the fans, and everyone in the back that deserves it for being on this tour. I know everyone on this tour has been through a lot and I have to stand out here and give everyone a round of applause for what they have done.
( Magnum tucks the mic under his arm as he and the crowd start a round of applause. After a bit Magnum grabs the mic again.)
Magnum: Now, I am not just here to give everyone respect, I also have a few things to get off my chest. See, this past week has been weird around here. You have Rizzo running his mouth about god knows what, then you have Silencer coming around and talking about that something that is dead already. It seems everything wants to happen all at once.
Now lets start off with Silencer. Silencer I know you are in the back and I know you can see me. Now Silencer, you made your return earlier tonight and let me just say, it was like deja vu all over again. The way you moved in the ring reminded me of someone I once knew. Hell you even reminded me of someone that I once trusted, some one I could depend on, but do you know what that person ended up doing, that person ended up leaving me and Dream Man high and dry. Now I hope that you are not that same person you used to be Silencer, See the things you mentioned makes me think you are. Who else would come in right away and offer my partner Dream Man support last week.
( Magnum reaches into his back jean pocket where he has a t-shirt in the pocket. He grabs it and opens up to see that it is an Extreme Impact t-shirt.)
Magnum: Now see Silencer, I know what you are talking about. You want me to put this shirt on don’t you. I bet a lot of people would want me to put this on right now. Everyone would love to see Extreme Impact return to action. See when me and Dream Man heard you earlier his week, we did some hard thinking. We thought about what the past was like and what the future would be like if we did reunite. And do you want know what conclusion me and Dream Man came up with.
( Magnum rips up the t-shirt and throws it into the crowd.)
Magnum: Extreme Impact is dead Silencer. When Slayer left, Extreme Impact left with him. Yea I tried to regroup Extreme Impact but when Dream Man and I tried to regroup, the third wheel left without a trace not to be heard from. That third wheel was you Silencer. So because of that, Me and Dream Man decided to take care of our self and not to worry about anyone else. As you can see, everything worked out for the best with that decision. So Silencer, if you want to try to revive Extreme Impact, good luck without the key players.
( Magnum takes off the World Title and puts it over his shoulder.)
Magnum: Now onto Rizzo. See Rizzo, You think that the idea of making the third match in our two out of three falls match a submission match is a stupid idea. Just because you are good at submissions doesn’t mean you are gonna win. See Rizzo, I have a few moves of my own and I can take a high tolerance of pain. So good luck in making me tap, the only way you are gonna win the third match is if you make me pass out. I am never going to tap, I never tapped in a match before and I am never going to do it in the future either. See Rizzo, I have a plan for the Pay Per View, you think I am not to smart but we will see in Russia. Now you mentioned earlier something along the lines of Dream Man might come out to help me. Well Rizzo, I am going to give you my word that Dream Man is not going to come out and interfere in our match. I am going to beat you by myself. See Rizzo I am the IEW World Heavyweight Champion and I didn’t win this title for nothing, and I’ll be damned if I am going to let some little punk like yourself walk our of Moscow with this belt. Hell Rizzo, you should be lucky that I don’t call you out here right now and whip your ass all around this arena. But I’m not because I have other plans. So Rizzo, come time for the Pay Per View Rizzo, I will take care of you one way or another and I will be leaving the IEW World Heavyweight Champion.
( Magnum drops the mic and “ St. Anger” starts up. He steps over the top rope and heads towards the back slapping hands on the way.)
Brutus: Some mighty big words from our Champion huh Jimmy.
Jimmy: That they were Brutus. Wonder what Rizzo is going to say about it and what Silencer is thinking.
Brutus: Well I know what I'm thinking, lets get on to our next match.
JR: I'm there.
Brutus: This is one I’ve wanted to see. Doctor Love, who destroyed Shotgun in his first appearance, is fighting EG Mackie, the Intercontinental Champion.
JR: Yep, Love is a former and undefeated World Champion, so he could very well defeat Mackie. What will that do the the Intercontinental title picture?
B: It’ll screw everything up and leave it in the chaos that the IEW is famous for!
The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is Doctor Love!
“Doctor Love” by KISS plays on the PA.
Thousands of foil hearts fall from around the arena as the music starts. Multi-colored laser lights dance around the entrance area , then join together to form one large beam striking Doctor Love , with his muscles flexed. He is accompainied to the ring by his wife and valet , Celeste valentine , who is making final touches to his hair. While walking down the ramp , Celeste begins spraying air freshner around the arena , and contiues to do so in the ring while Doctor Love is telling the referee , " Keep your dirty filthy hands off of me throughout the match so I won't have to take another herbal bath! "
B: Boy, I love to see Doc tell off those refs!
JR: Abusing the officials!
Mic: Now the Intercontinental champion, from Kirkcaldy, Scotland, this is EG Mackie!
[The arena lights flicker and a solemn atmosphere is created as 'The song of the Volga Boatmen' plays slowly, volume increasing as upon the titantron images are shown. The images seem to be in black and white, like old movie footage, and the film has been placed erratically like someone has tried to fit the film together in a hurry. The images consist of cost lines and beaches, and then all is changed when a single eye appears and stares forward. The eye is all that is seen on the screen, but within the pupil there spins an hypnotic symbol. A black `M spins counter clockwise within a silver circle spinning clockwise, with an almost alluring effect. But it does not stay long as the eye closes and from there E.G Mackie walks out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring. As he walks the images change to phrases, that look like they have been scratched into the film. Phrases such as 'Kill the ego' and 'Don't wake him up' and of course 'Euan is Good' E.G Mackie walks slowly down to the ring and he looks around at the crowd, and upon entering the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and surveys the crowd, with a quick personal celebration, in which he raises both arms with his hands outstretched. He leaves the turnbuckle and grins foolishly as his music trails off. He remains leaning on the ropes at the turnbuckle, waiting, patiently.]
Mackie and Doc circle each other as the bell rings. Locking up, Doc pushes Mackie away, and shouts to the referee, “ I protest! This little guinea pig has not been sanitized! Can’t you smell his stench?!” Referee Shane Stevenson tells Doc to wrestle, but the Doc arrogantly walks over to his corner where Celeste sprays his body with disinfectant perfume.
B: The Doc is very health conscious.
JR: This is taking it too far, I think. I want to see these two arrogant assholes fight!
Satisfied, Doc locks up with EG again. Mackie drops down and hits a fireman’s carry flip, an armdrag, and a legdrop in succession, as Doc rolls outside to the waiting arms of Celeste. SS counts to seven before the good Doctor rolls back in for more action.
The lock up again, and this time it is Doc who hits an armdrag and armbar combo. “I’ve got him now!” he shouts to the crowd. Mackie thumbs Doc in the eye and hits a springboard forearm that sends Love flying to the mat. Mackie follows up with an elbow, a splash, and legdrop before setting up a cover!
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Kickout!
Doc kicks out with authority, furious. He stomps over to his corner and grabs his heart shaped belt, and showing it to Mackie, shouts, “You can’t do this to me! I’m the World’s Sexiest Male!” He then drops off the belt back in the corner, flexes and locks up with Mackie again. This time Mackie receives a thumb to the eye himself, and a knee to the gut that sends him sprawling over the middle rope. Doc takes the ref over to the corner, telling him to eject a fan for being to fat and ugly to see him wrestle. While SS is distracted. Celeste chokes Mackie over the middle rope, only to back off several steps as SS turns around.
B:Throw that fat bum out!
JR: That’s the company accountant, he sees that you get paid!
B: Nevermind, then.
Love takes the prone Mackie and lays in a fistdrop from the second rope. He follows that up with a corkscrew elbow, and goes for a pin!
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Kickout!
JR: Mackie is small, but tough.
Doc just shakes his head, and shouts, “You just want to make this hard on yourself, don’t you?” He then picks Mackie up and sets him in the tree of woe. Love delivers several kicks to the midsection, and runs back to the far corner and charges in to deliver a knee to the privates of Mackie, but Mackie sits up, and Love’s knee strikes the corner post!
JR: Reversal of fortune!
Mackie spins around and does a top rope legdrop to the fallen Love, then sets up an anklelock/leg grapevine combo on Doc! Love screams in agony, and quickly claws his way to the rope for safety.
B: Smart work by the Doctor!
JR: The coward’s way out is a way out, after all.
B: Have I told you to shut up today?
JR: No.
B: Shut up.
Love gets up only to receive a series of powerful karate kicks from the angered Mackie. He staggers Doc, shoots him into the rope and hits a bulldog headlock, picks up Love and hits a single arm DDT!
B: Cover!
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Kickout!
JR: Hey, what’s Celeste doing? She’s got the IC title belt!
B: Who knows? Maybe shining it up for EG?
Celeste moves quickly over to the side of the ring, where Mackie is signaling for the Third and Final Beast. Just as he picks Love up, Doc hits a double chop to the throat, and runs toward the rope where Celeste tosses him the belt just before he bounces off. He smacks Mackie in the head with the belt. Mackie hits the mat, his face instantly becoming a crimson mask.. “Some champ,” Doc says as he drops the belt on his chest and walks out of the ring, ignoring the referee!
B: The ref has called for the bell! It’s a DQ!
Mic: The winner by disqualification is EG Mackie!
JR: Doctor Love just dismissed the Intercontinental champion!
B: What can he have on his mind?
*The scene cuts backstage to right outside the door to Matt Rison’s office. Rizzo walks up to the door and he knocks.*
Matt: Who is it?
Rizzo: Candygram
Matt: Come in.
*Rizzo opens the door and he smiles as Matt’s face shows disgust at the sight of Rizzo. Riz walks in and closes the door behind him. Rizzo takes a seat in a chair and he props his feet up on Rison’s desk.*
Matt: Make it quick, I have real business to attend to.
Rizzo: Look man, I’m not going to take up much time ranting and raving about how much of a pain in my ass you’ve been over the past several months. But, I am here to put you on notice.
Matt: Yeah, I heard you blabbering about something.
Rizzo: Seeing as you were too busy finger f****g your ear to listen I’ll tell you what I said. It goes a little something like this. Come the time we are in Moscow, and come the main event at RSR, I’m going to be one pissed off dude. I’ve waited a very long time for a truly fair shot at the world title. You have done everything imaginable to prevent me from getting said title, but I keep coming back. This time, you aren’t going to do a damn thing to stop me from getting what ought to be mine.
Matt: Don’t be so sure. You haven’t been able to win that title not because of me but because you just don’t have what it takes.
Rizzo: You’d like to think that wouldn’t you? It must be that faulty logic that lets you sleep easy at night despite the fact that you’ve cost me the title on 3 separate occasions.
Matt: Three?
Rizzo: My do we have a very short term memory. Let’s go back a few months ago. I was thrown into another cage match with the now legendary coward Adrian Slayer. I had the match won but the cage broke and you stopped it without letting what was inevitable happen. And then you had the balls to suspend me after sending me out to of your dirty work. You suspended me just long enough to watch that talentless hack win my title. That is something for which I’ve yet to get revenge for, and trust me, I will get it soon. But it didn’t stop there. I had Magnum beat at Malice and you flat out f****d me. You wouldn’t count the three because you thought you’d be cute. So now here we are, back where we started. I’m fighting for the World Title AGAIN but this time things will be different.
Matt: Again, don’t let you confidence get the best of you. Things ay happen.
Rizzo: *Lets out a small laugh* You dumb bastard, I think you’re missing the point. You had better make sure nothing suspicious happens. You better make damned sure that the match is fair. If you don’t I’m going to hold you personally responsible and my exacting revenge on your sorry ass will be expedited. Even if it’s not your doing, even if some jackass like Dream Man thinks he’s going to save the day for Magnum, I’m going to come after you after I break the f**k who interfered.
Matt: I’ll fire your ass if you touch me.
Rizzo: At that point I’ll have nothing to lose. So you can fire me if you want, but as you utter the words my fist will be making contact with your open pie hole. And then after I’m done breaking your face I’ll make sure to break every little bone in that body of yours. That way, when you’re in the hospital, laying in a full body cast, trying to scratch an itch you can’t get to, you can think back and remember that you were in that cast, being tortured by that itch, all because you wouldn’t play nice. Dig.
Matt: Just get out of here.
Rizzo: That’s what I thought.
Matt: I’ll make it a no int...
Rizzo: No, you won’t add another stipulation. The match will stand as is. Just make sure that your boys know what’s best for them. Actually, you ought to make sure they know what’s best for them AND for you. Otherwise, we’ll be seeing each other sooner than later. Ciao bitch!
*Rizzo exits Matt Rison’s office and he slams the door as he exits. The scene cuts back to Brutus and Jimmy.*
Jimmy: Rizzo is on a mission and he’s making sure nothing stops him.
Brutus: He better be more focused on Magnum because he’s the man who’s standing in his way, Not Rison.
Jimmy: True, but Rison has been known to get involved here and there. Rizzo’s just tying much some loose ends before he goes to war.
Brutus: And speaking of war, what greater place is there to be other than Afghanistan when these next two talents finally meet each other one on one in tonight's main event.
Jimmy Rollins: Well it’s that time of night folks. Time for another awesome Main Event here in the IEW.
Brutus: Let’s hope Mr. Cannon can make this one interesting.
Jimmy Rollins: He’ll have his work cut out for himself. Steve Drisdelle is looking pretty sharp lately.
Brutus: We’ll see.
Jimmy Rollins: Well let’s get down to ringside. The Mic is just about ready.
The Mic: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, at 5’10" and weighing in at 225 lbs… JARET CANNON!!!
(Crowd gives a mixed reaction.)
(The arena lights flash quickly and then stop, and The Offspring's "Hit That" plays over the sound system. Jaret Cannon comes out from the back and stands at the top of the ramp to the reaction of the fans, in a black Adidas windbreaker and black Adidas windpants, wearing his silver Oakley shades. He then runs to the ring and slides under the bottom rope, and tosses his jacket and sunglasses to ringside.)
The Mic: And his opponent… He hails from Fredricton, New Brunswick, Canada. Standing at 6’10" and tipping the scales at 358 lbs… STEVE "DRIZ" DRISDELLE!!!
(Crowd cheers.)
(Sudden Darkness falls upon the crowd, and a haunting grey blue light begins to filter from below the ring and from overhead. An energetic crowd begins to cheer in anticipation, sensing a build up... A large airburst rips through the air as "King of the Closet" by Blindside kicks in hard and fast... Two ultra violet spots cut through the smoke that comes from below the stage and focuses on the stage enterance... the Video screen projects the familiar Driz Logo as the crowd erupts. Several pyros set off as Driz walks unto the stage. The video then begins to show images of Driz in action as he begins to move towards the ring with intensity... as Driz jumps up to the ring apron and then over the top rope, the house lights go up as Driz circles the ring in preperation.
Jimmy Rollins: Driz looks intense and ready for this one.
Brutus: And Cannon looks loosey goosey. This should be a good one.
(Both men circle the ring then go in for a lock up. Cannon ducks in under Driz and locks in around his waist. Driz comes back with an elbow but Cannon ducks. Driz spins all the way around and the two men are facing again. Cannon drives a shoulder into the midsection of Driz and Driz hunches over. Cannon off the ropes and drop kicks Driz in the back. Driz goes down.)
Jimmy Rollins: This certainly isn’t the start that Driz was looking for.
Brutus: It looks like the quickness of Cannon is going to be a factor here tonight.
Jimmy Rollins: So far it has been but it’s only early yet.
(Cannon drags Driz up buy the wrist then lays in a hard knife ege chop right across his chest… then another… then another… then another… then another. Cannon has Driz backed up into the corner. Cannon goes for an Irish whip into the opposite corner but Driz reverses it. Cannon bounces of the turnbuckle right into a running clothesline by Driz. Driz looks down at his red chest then glares at Cannon. He drags Cannon up by the hair and whips him into the ropes. Cannon is taken down by a big boot to the face. Driz stays on the attack and drags Cannon back up to his feet. Driz quickly tosses Cannon into the corner and drives his boot under his chin, choking Cannon in the process.)
Jimmy Rollins: And how the tide has quickly turned. Driz is really showing off his power here.
Brutus: He’s also showing off a blatent choke. The referee should get in there.
(Referee Shane Stevenson starts the count on Driz who immediately releases the hold. Driz takes Cannon and whips him off the ropes. Driz drops early for a back body drop and Cannon baseball slides under him. Cannon reaches up with an eye poke and quickly hops to his feet. Side headlock by Cannon. Driz slides out and pushes Cannon off the ropes. Driz drops Cannon with a shoulder block. Driz off the ropes as Cannon struggles back up to his feet. Driz drops Cannon with a flying clothesline. Driz drags Cannon back up to his feet and synchs in a side headlock of his own.)
Jimmy Rollins: A short burst there by Cannon but he just can’t seem to maintain any offence against the big man.
Brutus: He’s just biding his time and letting the big man wear himself out.
(Driz releases the hold and whips Cannon off the ropes. Driz goes for a hip toss but Cannon blocks it a leaps to the opposite side of Driz. Cannon with a quick knee to the midsection then a single-arm DDT. Both men are down. Cannon is slow to get up but is on his feet while Driz is just beginning to stir on the mat. Cannon drags Driz back up to his feet. Swinging neck breaker by Cannon. Cannon goes for the cover;
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(kick out by Driz.)
Jimmy Rollins: Some offence here by Cannon and the big man looks to have been taken off guard here a little.
Brutus: I told you. Driz has bitten off more than he can chew here. Cannon is too quick.
(Cannon drags Driz up and whips him off the ropes. Drop toe hold by Cannon. Cannon drags Driz up again and bounces off the ropes himself. Hurricanrana by Cannon and Driz goes down. Cannon points to the turnbuckle. He climbs out to the apron then begins to climb up the turnbuckle. Stevenson warns Cannon to get back in the ring and begins the count. Driz struggles back to one knee and shakes the cob webs out. Driz turns around and Cannon goes for a flying cross body press. Driz staggers a little but manages to catch Cannon. Fallaway slam by Driz and both men are down.)
Jimmy Rollins: Went to the well once too often. Big move there by Driz and that should shift the momentum.
Brutus: That’s gonna slow Cannon down a little. Let’s hope he can work his way through this.
(Both men struggle back to their feet and Cannon goes for a solid jab and connects on the butt of Driz’s jaw. Cannon goes for a right and nails it too. Cannon with another left but Driz blocks it and quickly goes for a side head lock. Driz really synchs it in and squeezes tight. Driz hits a running bulldog and rolls up to lean on the ropes for a break.)
Jimmy Rollins: Back in control and taking his time. This match has gone back to Driz being in the driver’s seat.
Brutus: For now, but that fast pace of Cannon has definitely winded the big man. Just look at him. He can’t take much more.
(Cannon struggles back up to his feet and Driz comes off the ropes. Flying clothesline by Driz and Cannon gets leveled. Cannon bounces almost back up to his feet and Driz is quick to get up and come off the ropes again. Flying shoulder block and Cannon is down again. Driz goes for the cover;
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and Cannon kicks up. Driz stays focused and on the attack. He drags Cannon back up to his feet. Belly to back suplex and Cannon is just being manhandled here. Driz drags him back up and spins him around for a belly to belly suplex. He hits it and goes for the pin;
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thr… and Cannon just gets a shoulder up.)
Jimmy Rollins: He doesn’t look too tired now does he?
Brutus: It’s not over yet Jimmy boy.
(Driz rises back up to his feet and glares at Stevenson. Driz sets up Cannon and hits a snap suplex. Cannon is just out of it and Driz is looking to dish out some more punishment. He drags Cannon back up to his feet. Powerbomb by Driz reversed by Cannon into a hurricanrana. Both men are down again and Stevenson begins to count. Cannon stirs first and makes his way to his feet. He slowly climbs the turnbuckle. He turns back around but Driz is up to his feet quickly and grabs Cannon. Driz presses Cannon over his head, gorilla style and lets him drop.)
Jimmy Rollins: Smart move by Driz, playin’ possum.
Brutus: I can’t believe this.
(Driz reaches down and grabs Cannon by the neck. Driz pulls Cannon back up to his feet by the neck. Driz tosses Cannon off the ropes and nails a huge spinebuster. Driz is up quickly and doesn't attempt a cover. Driz drags Cannon back up to his feet and grabs him by the neck. Choke slam by Driz and that almost put Cannon through the mat. Lazy cover by Driz;
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thr… Driz gets back up to his feet and drags Cannon back up with him. Driz sets Cannon up and hits a crucifix powerbomb.)
Jimmy Rollins: It’s the End of the World as we know it… and I feel just fine!
Brutus: Oh shut up J.R. I can’t believe this.
(The End of the World by Driz and he covers and hooks the leg as Stevenson slides into position to make the count;
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3!!! DING! DING! DING!)
Jimmy Rollins: That’s it Brutus! That’s all she wrote. Driz comes through here tonight and you get to eat some crow.
Brutus: Alright, alright. Driz was sharpe tonight, there was no doubting it, but you have to give credit where credit is due and Cannon had a game plan and stuck to it. Driz was just too powerful for him.
Jimmy Rollins: That he was. Well, that’s all for tonight. This is the IEW live from Kabul, Afghanistan saying good night and see you next week.
[End Transmission.]