EWA Show #2: Hangover (3/27/2010)
Posted: Jan 23rd, '11, 18:24
SHOW #2
OWWF: HANGOVER
(3/27/2010)
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1. COREY ROSE vs. JOEL CARTER
The show opens with Jewel standing in the ring. The fans are pumped for the beginning of the show, chanting “OWWF! OWWF!”
Jewel: The following matchup is your opening contest and is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, from Los Angeles California, weighing in at 239 pounds… COREY ROSE!
Rose runs down to the ring, wearing tattered jeans, a t-shirt, and a denim jacket. He carries his 59's Les Paul-guitar to the ring with him, slapping fans hands as he goes.
He climbs up the steps and into the ring, and plays the last few chords of his entrance music on his guitar, in sync with the speakers. He puts down the guitar and takes off his jacket, handing them to a ringside attendant.
Jewel: And his opponent, from Buffalo, New York… JOEL CARRRRTER!
Carter runs down the ramp slides into the ring, and beats his chest, then throws his arms up in the air.
DING! DING! DING!
We start the match off with a collar-and elbow tie-up. Carter uses his size advantage to get better leverage, and manages to lock in a standing side headlock. Rose elbows him in the gut and shoots him off the ropes, and into an Arm Drag. Rose goes for an arm-lock, but Carter rolls him over into a lateral press:
ONE!-
TW-NO-! Rose gets his left shoulder up.
Both men are back on their feet, and we get another collar-and-elbow tie-up. Carter again tries to force Rose down into a standing side headlock, but this time, Rose uses leverage against Carter and flips him over into a snapmare, followed by a headscissors. Carter kip-ups out of it. Superkick by Carter… Rose ducks, and throws a kick of his own, doubling Carter over. Rose goes for the Double Underhook DDT, but Carter reverses it into a modified bridging Northern Lights Suplex.
ONE!
TWO!
T-NO!
Rose gets his shoulder up once again.
Both men are on their feet, and the fans clap in appreciation. Carter goes for a Carterizer, but Rose spins out of it, then kicks Carter in the gut, and hits him with Swinging Fisherman’s Neckbreaker. Rose waits for Carter to get up, then Spears him. Rose Stands Carter, facing Carter’s back, and locks him in a Full-Nelson. Rose goes for the CIC, but Carter drops down and hip tosses him over and locks him in the Carter Clutch. After about 7 or 8 seconds in the hold, Rose manages to get his feet on the ropes, breaking the hold.
Carter goes to knock Rose out of the ring with huge a clothesline, but Rose ducks it, leaving Carter draped over the top rope on the bottom side of the ring. O’Connell roll by Rose.
ONE!
TW-NO!
Carter kicks Rose off of him. Carter goes for a clothesline, but Rose ducks it, then springboards off the opposite ropes, twisting around in mid air, and hitting Carter with a dropkick, sending him rolling out of the ring on the side closest to the hard camera.
Rose climbs through the ropes and onto the ring apron, near the bottom left turnbuckle. He runs towards Carter and jumps, hitting him with a flying discus elbow off of the apron, and on to the floor. The fans cheer.
Rose gets up, and climbs up to the top turnbuckle in the bottom right corner of the ring. He climbs plays air guitar for a few seconds, while waiting for Carter to get back to his feet. FLYING DISCUS ELBOW OFF THE TOP TURNBUC- CARTER CATCHES HIM! Carter charges ahead, and rams Rose’s back into the ring post, then hits him with a Spinebuster on the floor!
Carter catches his breath for a moment, while the referee stats the count on the floor. “ONE!” The crowd is showing their appreciation to both men, by way of a “HOLY SH*T!” chant! By the count of “FOUR,” Carter is up and on his feet, and by the count of “SIX,” he is back in the ring. Rose, on the other hand, is still writhing in pain on the floor. By the count of “TEN!” Rose is finally able to pull himself up using the barricade. Rose stumbles across to the ring, and is leaning on the apron by the count of “THIRTEEN.” At “FOURTEEN!” he starts using the ropes to pull himself up onto the apron. At “FIFTEEN,” Carter runs across the ring and nails him in the face with a dropkick.
Rose is back on his feet at “EIGHTTEEN,” and goes towards the ring apron at “NINETEEN!” Carter again goes for a baseball slide to keep him out, but Rose dives into the ring to the side, avoiding the baseball slide, and preventing himself from being counted out.
Carter keeps the pressure on Rose, picks him up, and hits an Inverted Death Valley Dri- ROSE COUNTERS WITH AN ARM DRAG! Carter springs to his feet quickly, though, and nails Rose with a Superkick.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
ROSE KICKS OUT!
Carter signals that the end is near, and picks Rose up in a bear hug. SPINEBUS-DDT BY ROSE! ROSE COUNTERS IT WITH A DESPERARTION DDT!
The ref starts a double count, which reaches “SEVEN” when both men reach their knees. They are both back on their feet at “NINE!” Rose goes an Irish Whip into the bottom right corner, but Carter counters it, whipping Rose into that corner instead. Carter goes for a big shoulder block in the corner, but Rose uses the ropes to flip himself over Carter. Carter crashes into the turnbuckle, and Rose grabs him from behind. Inverted Suplex by Rose… but Carter lands on his feet behind him. Release German Suplex by Carter… Rose lands on his feet behind Carter! German Suplex by Rose… Carter Rolls through it, and grabs Rose from behind. Bridging Back Suplex by Carter… but Rose lands on his feet, holding onto Carter’s neck... Cross Rhodes… It hits!
A “THIS IS AWESOME!” chant breaks out, and Rose climbs to the turnbuckle in the top right corner. He waits for Carter to get up, then leaps at him with a Diving Crossbody… CARTER CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS! F-5! Carter stalks Rose, waiting for him to get up… GORE! Carter goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jewel: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner… JOEL CARTER!
Carter gets his arm raised by the ref, then retreats up the ramp, beating his chest as he does.
After Rose has gone back up the ramp as well, we are ready for our next match
2. JIMMY CARNIVAL (w/ Todd Trepain) & GEORGE “THE AGGRO” ADAMS vs. THE REAPER & SHAWN STEVENS
Carlos: For our next bout, we have a tag team match up involving four men who, as mentioned in the OWWF newswire, have never even met! 3 of the competitors are making their debut here in the OWWF tonight.
Fooda: So don’t expect Freebird like cohesion people!
Carlos: Over to Jewel.
Jewel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by his manager Todd Trepain and hailing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, "Mr. Wrestling"...... Jimmy Carnival!
Carnival and Trepain come through the curtain and head straight down the ramp towards the ring.
Trepain holds the ropes open for Carnival as he enters the ring. Carnival marches over to Jewel and grabs the mic.
Carnival: It’s bad enough that last time out I beat up some beach bum loser, but now I have to share a ring with three guys no one has even heard of??? Well after tonight, I am demanding more serious competition!! I am here to WRESTLE!!
The crowd give a mixed response as Trepain takes the mic.
Trepain: Get it? Got It? Good!
The crowd jeer as Trepain hands the mic back to Jewel.
Jewel: And his tag team partner, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from London, England, George “The Aggro” Adams!!
Adams heads straight for the ring. A short but bulky guy with a buzz cut, he’s wearing traditional amateur wrestling attire, white with red trim, with short black boots and black knee pads. He has a white towel draped around his neck. Adams uses the steps and enters the ring through second rope. He walks past Carnival without so much as a glance and stands with his back against the turnbuckles holding both ends of his towel. The crowd give a lukewarm reception.
Jewel: And introducing their opponents, first, hailing from parts unknown, weighing 273 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Ivy. He is the gates guardian, he is The Reaper!
The Reaper comes out onto the stage. He stands there for a few moments looking towards the ring. A very alluring young lady appears slightly behind him and on his left hand side. They make their way slowly toward the ring. The Reaper is wearing black wrestling attire covered in strange symbols. He also has some interesting face paint. The Reaper also uses the steps to enter the ring. Ivy also enters the ring and joins Reaper in the centre. The Reaper looks from one of his opponents to the other, expressionless.
Jewel: And he’s tag team partner,
A young man bursts through the curtain and onto the stage.
Jewel: Weighing in at 150 pounds and hailing from Dallas, Texas, Shawn “The Future” Steeeevens!!
Stevens is wearing black trunks with “Future” written across the back, with black boots and knee pads. He also has some black sunglasses on. Stevens makes his way to the ring, handing out photo’s of himself to fans along the way, some get thrown back. He looks into the camera, “I’m wrestling’s past, present and future people”
Stevens slides under the bottom rope and springs to his feet. He looks towards the camera and strikes the classic double bicep pose.
Fooda: Whoa, looks like the 2 point 4 inch pythons are about to run wild!!
The ref now stands in the middle of the ring. Both “teams” stand in opposite corners. Carnival stands in front of Adams, who pushes past him and walks to the centre of the ring. Carnival has a momentary look of annoyance and then gives a ‘whatever’ type gesture and makes for the apron. Stevens is looking up at Reaper and gesturing for him to start the match up. The Reaper looks down at Stevens for a moment and then steps through second rope to the apron. The ref signals for the bell and we are under way!!
DING DING!!
Stevens turns and goes to meet Adams in the middle of the ring.
Fooda: That’s a nice touch.
Carlos: What is?
Fooda: Letting the Mini’s start things off!
Carlos: Will you stop!
Stevens starts talking trash to Adams, making a slapping gesture with his hands and then points his finger in Adams’s face. He does the double bicep pose again. Adams responds with a stiff kick to the mid section, which receives a few cheers, and then a quick scoop slam. Then a quick leg drop. Pin attempt!!
ONE...
TWO...
KICK OUT!
Adams grabs a handful of hair and brings Stevens to his feet. Irish whip, Adams connects with big shoulder block, sending Stevens back to the mat. Adams then hits a jumping elbow. Stevens rolls away clutching his chest. Adams pulls Stevens up and fires him into the corner, where Carnival is standing on the apron. Adams comes over and lifts Stevens up so he is sitting on the top turnbuckle. Adams starts to climb the ropes when Carnival tags himself in!! Carnival comes in and Adams jumps down, the two look at each other with Adams saying “What you doing?” Carnival gestures “Get outta here” with his thumb. Out of nowhere Stevens hits a double Flipping neckbreaker from the turnbuckle!!! The crowd show their appreciation for that move. All 3 men are down, but Stevens manages to scramble to his corner and tag in the Reaper. Adams rolls under the bottom rope and Carnival is getting back to his feet. Reaper walks over and just stands there for a moment before delivering a measured kick to Carnival’s midsection, followed by another. Reaper backs Carnival into the centre of the ropes and hits 2 knees, also to the midsection. Irish whip to the other side, Carnival comes back and Reaper delivers a big back body drop. Whilst Carnival is on his back, Reaper lands a jumping knee to the face. Carnival rolls towards the ropes, Reaper follows. He jams his right foot under Carnival’s chin and uses the top rope for leverage. Carnival grabs the bottom rope as he chokes!
Ref: Come on break the hold!!! Come on, 1...2...3...4...
Reaper backs away. Carnival clutches his throat and is coughing. Reaper turns and stalks the ref towards the other side of the ring. Seizing the opportunity, Stevens dashes along the apron and gives Carnival a couple of stomps to the chest.
Fooda: I guess that’s a form of teamwork
Carlos: More like a sneaky cheap shot on the part Stevens in my book Fooda
The Reaper turns back to Carnival, who he pulls to his feet. Reaper sets up a suplex and has Carnival’s left leg hooked. He lifts him up and stalls in mid air, takes a few small steps backwards, then BAM! Into the bridge, pin attempt,
ONE...
TWO...
THR...NO! Carnival manages to kick out.
Carlos: Nice Fishermans suplex there by The Reaper.
Reaper picks up Carnival and sends him hard into a neutral corner. Reaper walks over and hits couple of measured reverse elbows to the head of Carnival. He then brings his left leg up and applies his foot to Carnival’s throat again.
Ref: Get outta there man, 1...2...3...4...
Reaper pulls away. He stares at the ref who backs up but reiterates the rules to the Reaper. Reaper grabs Carnival and guides him to the centre of the ropes. Irish whip, Carnival is sent across the ring, Adams tags Carnival, Carnival rebounds, Reaper grabs him around the waist, lifts and spins, CRASH!! Huge Double A spinebuster!! The crowd enjoy it, but now Adams, the legal man, is standing behind Reaper, poised. Stevens is shouting for Reaper to turn around but it’s too late. He steps backwards into a rear naked choke by Adams! Reapers arms are flailing about wildly. Ivy is on this outside crashing the apron with her palms. The ref looks a little confused, is it a blatant choke or legal submission??? Meanwhile, Trepain is frantically trying to get his man Carnival to crawl to the ropes. Carnival manages to roll away under the ropes, to the outside were Trepain tries to revive him.
Carlos: Adams has that submission locked in, can the Reaper break free???
Fooda: He’s like a fat kid on a cup cake, he won’t let go!!
The ref comes in, The Reaper looks to be fading, he has slumped down to his knees. The ref lifts Reapers right arm up, he holds it up momentarily, then lets go,
IT DROPS ONCE........
He lifts it again,
IT DROPS TWICE........
He goes to lift it a third time but, BAM!!! Stevens flies in with a springboard clothesline from the outside!!! He takes out Adams!!! The Reaper falls face first to the mat. As Adams gets up, Stevens kicks him in the gut and goes for a Twist of Fate, but Adams shoves him in the back, towards the ropes. Stevens comes backwards off the ropes and Adams hooks both his arms. Adams goes for a Tigersuplex attempt but Stevens manages to flip out and land on his feet!! He grabs Adams’s wrists from behind and twists himself around. Stevens hits the Paradox (a corkscrew Unprettier!!).
Adams is out! The crowd loved that one! The ref needs to regain control and he forces Stevens towards his own corner. Stevens steps through the second rope and stands on the apron. The ref turns round as Reaper is very slowly crawling over to Adams. He reaches his opponent and drapes one arm over his chest,
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...NO!! Carnival reaches under the bottom rope and pulls Reaper off of Adams!
Carlos: Reaper had Adams beat!! No way was he getting up after that amazing move from Stevens!
Carnival unloads with some rights to Reaper, then a European uppercut. He rolls Reaper back into the ring on the ref’s 6 count. Carnival then scrambles up the ring steps, reaches over the top rope and tags Adams, who is slumped over the second rope near his corner now. Carnival comes in and unleashes some vicious stomps to The Reaper. He then shoves Adams through the second rope to the apron. Carnival turns back to Reaper who is nearly to one knee. Carnival goes to ropes and fires back towards The Reaper, Shining Wizard!!!!
Carlos: He may have knocked Reaper’s lights out with that one, COVER!
ONE...
TWO...
THR...KICK OUT!!!
Carnival brings Reaper up to his feet and sends him to the ropes opposite. Reaper comes back; Carnival hits a beautiful dropkick, right on the money. The crowd clap in appreciation. Carnival drags Reaper to the ropes. He puts Reapers left arm over the top rope and pulls his forearm back through the underside, yanking it up behind Reaper’s back.
Ref: Hey, hey, hey c’mon, 1...2...3...4...
Carnival releases!
Carnival leans against Reaper and the ropes. Irish whip, Reaper bounces off the other side, Carnival goes for a bicycle kick but Reaper ducks and keeps going. He rebounds off the other side and hits a Spear!! Both men are down. The ref starts a count, 1...2...3...4...5...
The Reaper struggles to his feet, then stumbles backwards, clearly groggy. He half falls backwards into his corner. Stevens then tags himself in!!
Carlos: We’ve not seen one intentional tag so far in this entire match!
Fooda: What did you expect? You couldn’t match up 4 more different wrestlers if you tried!
Stevens springs onto the top turnbuckle. He gains his balance, and then launches himself, Frogsplash connects with Carnival!! Pin attempt,
ONE...
TWO...
THR...NO! Adams comes out of nowhere and makes the save, kicking the back of Stevens’ head! The ref tries to force Adams back to the corner, but Adams notices The Reaper regain his composure across the ring. He pushes past the ref, runs over and clotheslines The Reaper over the top rope down to the floor. Then Stevens runs up behind Adams and hits a dropkick to the back of his head, sending Adams over the top rope as well!! Stevens goes back to Carnival and lifts his right leg, he steps over it with his left and goes to spin around, attempting a figure four, but Carnival kicks him in the butt and sends Stevens onto the ropes. Carnival rolls onto his front and Stevens springs over him on his way to the other side. Carnival jumps up and as Stevens comes back, Carnival leapfrogs. Stevens then handsprings into the ropes and scores with a jumping reverse elbow! The crowd pop!!
Outside, Adams and the Reaper have got to their feet; they face each and start beating the holy hell out of one another with lefts and rights! An all out brawl ensues and they are fighting up the aisle.
Back in the ring, Stevens goes to apply another figure four on Carnival in the middle of the ring but notices the skirmish going up the aisle. He goes over to the ropes and starts shouting at The Reaper.
Stevens: Get your ass back down here you freak!!
Stevens gives a "forget it" type gesture with his hands and turns around, only to be meet by a Superkick from Carnival!! Stevens falls backwards, bounces off the ropes and Carnival grabs him by the throat. OH CANADA!! Chokeslam onto Carnivals knee!
Cover by Carnival,
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
Carnival gets the pin! Todd Trepain dives into the ring, grabs Carnival by the right arm and raises it before the ref can.
Jewel: Here are your winners, the team George Adams and "Mr Wrestling" Jimmy Carnival!!
Carnival looks up the aisle and shakes his head as a few security staff pull Adams and The Reaper off each other and usher them through the curtain.
3. GEAR CREED vs. CHRIS EVERLAST
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match up is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from parts unknown and weighing in at 264 pounds, this is Gear Creed!
Creed makes his way down the ramp, halfway down he stops to pose. This is received by a chorus of boos. Creed reaches the ring and jumps from the floor onto the apron. He steps through the ropes and makes for the corner. Once there he stands on the middle turnbuckle and strikes another pose. The crowd continue to voice their disapproval.
Jewel: And he’s opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 221 pounds, Chriiiisss Eveeerrlast!
A young gentleman comes through the curtain onto the top of the ramp. He is accompanied by an attractive young female wearing a rather fetching little number!
Everlast offers the lady his arm to which she duly obliges. They make their way towards the ring.
Carlos: Chris Everlast another debutant here tonight folks. From what we know he is an extremely confident young man, and he’ll let you know it.
Everlast escorts his lady friend around to the time keepers table and grabs an unused chair for her to sit on. He then makes his way up the steps into the ring.
Creed‘s eyes are fixed on Everlast, whilst he limbers up. The Ref calls the men to the center of the ring and signals for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Both men circle the ring momentarily and then go into a collar and elbow tie up. After a few seconds, Creed shoves Everlast into the corner, hard. Everlast shows a very brief look of concern. Creed grins a sick grin. Everlast comes back to the center of the ring and we have another collar and elbow. Again Creed shoves Everlast into the corner with force. Everlast looks more angry than concerned this time, Creed strikes a bodybuilder pose. The crowd break out into more booing and a few other obscenities. Everlast purposefully comes to the centre of the ring and initiates another collar and elbow tie up. This time, Creed grapples Everlast into the corner, neither man lets up and the ref has force his way between the two of them. Whilst the ref is ducked down, Everlast releases the hold and gets Creed with a thumb to the eye!! Much to the crowds delight. Creed reels backwards clutching his face, the ref looks at Creed then at Everlast. Everlast raises his hands in defence. Everlast then races out of the corner and hits a clothesline, Creed goes flat on his back. Everlast hits 2 rapid falling elbows and then goes for the quick pin.
ONE...
TWO...
Creed powers out of the cover impressively. Everlast actually lands on his feet.
Carlos: Wow, look at the power there from Creed!
Creed sits up but is favoring his eye. Everlast does not let up though and hits a drop kick to the back of Creed’s head. Everlast goes for another pin,
ONE...
TWO...
THR.....NO!!
Creed powers out again.
As Creed sits up, Everlast takes hold and hits snap suplex in the center of the ring. Wasting no time, Everlast brings Creed to his feet and goes to the ropes. Everlast comes back and connects with a discus elbow. Another pin attempt,
ONE....
TWO....
THR....SHOULDER UP!!
Close call there, not as much authority from Creed this time around. Everlast applies a reverse chin lock.
Carlos: Everlast impressive so far Fooda, taking away Creed’s vertical base whenever possible.
Fooda: That’s textbook stuff Carlos, keep the big man grounded.
Everlast is hounding Creed, “Say it Creed, say it!! Ask him ref, ask him!!”
After around 40 seconds, Creed makes it to his feet. He hits a couple of elbow to Everlast’s mid section. Creed then hoists Everlast into a fireman’s carry, but Everlast manages to slide down Creed’s back and turns it into a roll up pin,
ONE...
TWO...
TH...KICK OUT!!
Everlast darts across the ring, coming off the ropes as Creed just makes it to his feet, Everlast hits a running neckbreaker. Everlast ignores the pin chance and steps through the ropes. He blows a kiss towards his valet then turns back to face the ropes; he takes hold of the tope rope. Springboard leg drop connects! The crowd show their appreciation. Cover by Everlast,
ONE...
TWO...
TH...NO!!
Creed kicks out, but he is looking very groggy. Everlast complains to the ref about the count. Everlast goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He bides his time as Creed finds his feet and shakes off the cobwebs. Everlast launches himself and goes for a cross body, but Creed catches him!! Creed hits a backbreaker, holds on and delivers a fallaway slam! Both men are down, the ref starts a count; Creed uses the time to recuperate. Creed is up on 7, Everlast is pulling himself up by the ropes.
Creed again shakes off the cobwebs but this time a menacing look takes over his face. He paces over to Everlast and unloads with some clubbing forearms, knees and stomps, beating Everlast back down to the ground. Creed looks out at the crowd and snarls. The crowd boo in return, thumbs down gestures aplenty. Creed brings Everlast up then Irish whips him into the far corner. Creed follows up with a running clothesline whilst Everlast is against the turnbuckle. Everlast falls face first to the mat. Creed once again brings Everlast to his feet, this time he applies a waste lock from behind, then hits a beautiful German suplex into a bridging pin,
ONE...
TWO...
THR...KICK OUT!!
Creed picks up Everlast, sending him for the ride. Everlast comes off the ropes and Creed hits a quick powerslam. He gets to his feet and strikes another pose in the middle of the ring, “You Suck!!” chants fill the Rodgers Ballroom.
Carlos: Creed is definitely more Mr Universe than Mr Popular here tonight.
Creed turns his attention back to his opponent. He brings Everlast to his feet and cinches in a bear hug, lifting Everlast off the mat. After around 10 seconds of writhing in pain, Everlast gets a couple of shots off to Creed’s head but to no avail. Creed applies more pressure and throws Everlast from side to side. The ref is having a close look as Everlast slumps over Creed’s shoulder. The crowd start a “Lets Go Everlast” chant as the ref raises Everlast’s left arm,
It drops ONCE....
The ref lifts it again,
It drops TWICE....
The ref lifts for the last time,
It drops....NO!!! Everlast clinches his fist and halts the third drop!! The crowd start to rouse Everlast as he pumps his fist. He leans back, straightens both arms then slams his biceps either side of Creeds head!! Once is not enough though, he does it second time, then a third. Finally the big man releases the hold. Everlast falls to his feet. He goes to ropes, bounces off but Creed hits a huge shoulder block!
Fooda: Like chasing the bus and the damn thing stops!!
Creed leans on the top rope and grins. The crowd boo. Creed then looks down and notices Everlast's pretty valet. He exits the ring via the 2nd rope and jumps down to the floor. The ref starts the count. He stands about 8 feet away and does a few more poses. (5) The lady isn’t interested and waves Creed away. The crowd heckle Creed, who is still trying to impress. Everlast meanwhile has regained his composure and stepped through the ropes onto the apron. (10)
Carlos: Creed might want to turn around!!
Creed does indeed turn around, only to see Everlast come flying at him!! Everlast pulls off a flying head scissors from the ring apron!!! Creed goes crashing into the guardrail!
The crowd pop and burst into a “Holy *CENSORED*, Holy *CENSORED*!!” chant!
The ref meanwhile is up to a 15 count. Everlast pulls a dazed Creed to the apron and bundles him into the ring. Everlast enters the ring on 19. The crowd applaud the action. Everlast brings Creed to his feet and backs him into the ropes, Irish whip attempt by Everlast but Creed reverses. Everlast comes back off the far side and Creed goes for a back body drop, but Everlast slides between his legs, jumps up and hits a superkick to the back of Creed’s head!! Creed staggers around like a drunk while Everlast sprints to the corner and mounts the tope rope. Creed has his back to Everlast who jumps and hits a cutter from the top rope!!!
Carlos: My god what impact!!!
Everlast goes for the cover,
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!!
Everlast gets the win! The crowd give a great response. The ref raises his right hand as he favors the back of his head with his left.
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner, Chriiiss Everlast!!
Everlast leaves the ring and goes to the time keepers table. He says something and is handed a mic.
Everlast: The move that just finished off that muscle bound meathead is called the Everlasting Impression, and that’s exactly what I’ve just made, here in the Rodgers Ballroom!!
Everlast offers his arm to his valet and they leave together up the ramp.
4. SCOTT LOGAN vs. JACK SQUAT (w/ Sarah Kaminsky)
Jewel: The following match-up is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds, SCOTT LOGAN!
A man dressed in plain jeans and sneaker walks to the ring. His torso is bare, and his fists are taped up. He throws a few punches and elbows at the air, while the crowd cheers appreciatively.
And his opponent… being accompanied to the ring by Sarah Kaminsky, from Verona, New Jersey, weighing in at 243 pounds… JACK SQUAT!
Jack runs down to the ring, gets on the top turnbuckle, and pumps his fist. He jumps down, turning around in mid air, and walks over to Logan. Jack offers Logan a handshake, which he accepts.
DING! DING! DING!
Logan gets into a traditional boxing stance, his fists up in a guard position, while Jack gets into a traditional wrestling stance. Jack puts his hands up to offer Logan a collar-and elbow tie-up, but instead of accepting the hold, Logan starts throwing high jabs. Jack is, for the most part, able to protect himself with his arms, but a few jabs get through, and Logan also manages to back Jack up towards the bottom left corner of the ring. Jack eventually manages to duck a punch and take Logan down with a double-leg takedown. Jack quickly grabs Logan’s left leg with both hands, and tries to roll him over for a single-leg crab, but Logan uses his other leg to kick Jack away. Logan rolls backwards and quickly hops up to his feet and gets back into his guard position. The crowd applauds the Indy Standoff.
This time, Jack offers Logan a test of strength. Logan finds this more to his liking than he did the collar-and-elbow tie-up, and accepts the challenge. They struggle for about ten seconds, and neither man is gaining any ground. Jack Squat then turns the test of strength into a monkey flip. Jack then locks Logan in a seated chicken wing. Logan struggles in the hold, but is eventually able to get to his feet and twist of out the hold. He goes for a right hook Jack’s stomach, but Jack avoids it, and locks Logan in a sleeper hold. After about ten seconds, Logan manages hit Jack with a few elbows to the gut, then shoves him off. Jack rebounds off the ropes and comes back at Logan. Logan throws a huge right hook at Jack, but is surprised when Jack avoids the punch by leapfrogging over him. Jack lands on his feet, bounces off the ropes, and comes back, drilling his opponent in the face with a running dropkick, just as he turns around.
Jack hits Logan with a Flair Knee Drop, then picks him up in a standing waist-lock. One German Suplex! Jack stands up, keeping the waist-lock on: Two German Suplexes! Jack brings Logan up once again, and goes for the Hat Trick… He hits it! Jack then climbs up the bottom right turnbuckle. He waits for Logan to get up, then hits him with a Kane-style flying clothesline! Jack goes for the cover:
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
Logan kicks out, but Jack goes right back to bringing the pain by hitting the grounded Logan with a dropkick. Jack picks Logan up for a body slam, but Logan is able to slip free behind Jack. Logan goes for a clothesline, but Jack ducks. Logan’s momentum carries him into the ropes, where he is able to stop himself. He turns arou- HUGE CLOTHESLINE BY JACK SQUAT, sending Logan over the ropes ad to the floor.
While Logan recovers on the outside, Jack takes the opportunity to jump up onto the top right turnbuckle, and starts to sing a song to the tune of the Kemptown Lady: “Jack is gonna kick your ass! Doo-dah, doo-dah! Jack is gonna kick your ass, all the live long day!” The audience joins in on the catchy tune, and Jack waves his hands like a conductor, leading the audience in song..
Now fully recovered, Logan slides back into the ring. Jack goes for a Whisper in the Wind, but is met with an elbow strike to the back by Scott Logan. Jack crashes down to the mat, again landing on his back. Logan quickly rolls Jack over and kneels down by Jack’s head. Logan hits Jack with a few Austin Aries-style knee strikes to the head, then locks Jack in a sleeper hold. Jack manages to get to his feet, but Logan transitions the sleeper hold into a sleeper slam, planting Jack right back down on the mat. Logan moves over to Jack’s legs, and locks in the Brooklyn Cl- LARGE PACKAGE BY JACK!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Logan kicks out, then catches Jack with a quick elbow strike to the face, leaving him stunned and on one knee. Logan stalks Jack, waiting for him to get up. When Jack makes it to his feet, Logan charges at him, and connects with a running knee lift. Superkick by Logan! Pin attempt:
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
Jack kicks out! Logan wastes no times, and climbs the bottom left turnbuckle. He dumps off the top rope, bringing both of his knees up high for devastating diving double knee drop which connects with nothing but the canvas, as Jack rolls out of the way.
Jack recovers, then runs off the ropes and hits Logan with a Shining Impact! Jack once again runs to the ropes, but this time he walks up them and springboards off of them, twisting in mid air, and connecting with a Springboard Elbow Drop!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Logan kicks out!
Jack brings Logan to his feet, then hooks his arms for a Pedig- LOGAN FIGHTS OUT OF IT, and charges forward, he shoulder now firmly lodged somewhere between Jack’s intestines, forcing Jack backwards into a corner. Logan hits Jack with a few shoulder thrusts, then hits him with a Drop Toe Hold. Logan gets across the ring and once again stalks Jack. Jack gets up to his knees, and Logan charges across the ring for a Shining Wizard… but Jack manages to roll out of ring just in the nick of time, sending Logan crashing into the bottom two ropes.
Now standing outside the ring, Jack gives Logan a quick elbow strike to the forehead, sending Logan backwards, to that he his now lying down on the mat, with he knees folded under him. Jack jumps up o the apron, and hits a slingshot leg drop across the throat of Logan. Jack picks Logan up, and drops him on his head with the Jack Hammer! Jack goes for the pin:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jewel: Your winner… JACK SQUAT!
The ref raises Jack’s hand, and he motions for Kaminsky to get him a mic. As she does, Jack offers Logan a hand. Logan accepts it, and Jack helps Logan up.
Jack takes the mic from Kaminsky, turns to Logan, and says: You know, maybe your right about yourself, Scott. Maybe you don't have the same skills as some of the other guys around here. But if that's not going to stop you, because you know that what you lack in mat skills you make up with heart, then you, my friend, have the attitude to succeed in this company or any other!
The crowd cheers, and Jack offers Logan a handshake. Jack and Sarah Kaminsky then leave the ring and walk up the aisle. Logan picks up the mic and tells the crowd: Mark my words... I will work as hard as it takes succeed in this company!
The crowd cheers once again, and Logan walks up the aisle, and goes backstage.
5. EL DEMONICO vs. RODRIGO MACHADO
Jewel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit.
Eerie music plays and it creeps the fans out. A solid man with a mask with horns that face the ground emerges from the curtain, and he is freaky looking. The fans don't know how to react. As he walks down the isle, Jewel makes the introduction.
Jewel: From the depths of Hell, weighing in at two hundred and fifty five pounds, EL DEMONICO!
El Demonico gets heat from the crowd by looking at them weird and intimidating them, and slides under the bottom rope into the ring.
The music stops and a new song plays.
Jewel: And his opponent, from Minas Gerais, Brazil, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, The Brazilian Warrior... RODRIGO MACHADO!
Machado works the crowd and gets a few pops, and enters the ring. He politely asks for the mic from Jewel, and he gets it. He speaks with a light Portuguese accent.
Machado: Hey, look, where you from, really man?
There is no response.
Machado: I know you speak Spanish, I heard you talking to yourself backstage (the crowd laughs). I'm a proud Brazilian, but you know what? My country, though I'm proud of it, does not make me great. I make me great. A nation does not make a man... His actions do. So prove it in the ring!
He extends his hand for a handshake.
El Demonico scans his hand for a second and decides to bash his elbow into Machado's head instead!
DING DING DING!
El Demonico has the upper hand right at the sound of the bell, and delivers a Kane-like uppercut to Machado, sending his against the ropes. A kick to the midsection and a whip sends Machado running, El Demonico misses a clothesline, and Machado bounces back and connects with a dropkick. Demonico immediately gets up but Machado has momentum, and he delivers a tilt-a-whirl spinebuster to Demonico as he runs towards him! Cover!
ONE...
TWO...
THR - NO! Demonico gets the shoulder up!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Machado grabs the arm while Demonico's down and extends it, then continues to thrust his legs up and behind him and drive his knees into the kink of the elbow a few times. He picks him up and works the arm for a bit, skips around the ring and executes an armdrag. Demonico comes back but he just armdrags him again, and they repeat this one more time, much to the fans delight. The third time, Demonico slides to the outside to recuperate and get his act together. At the ref's 7 count, Machado sits on the middle rope and holds it open, inviting Demonico to come back inside. Demonico finds this insulting and does not accept his invitation. Machado gets back inside and Demonico gets on the apron. Machado charges him but he is caught with a stiff forearm and knocked back. Demonico jumps over the top rope and turns to springboard off the middle rope and execute a moonsault onto Machado! He stays on top of him for the cover!
ONE...
TWO...
NO! Machado kicks out!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Demonico picks up Machado and belly to belly suplexes him right over his six foot four frame with ease. He gives a menacing stance, I guess you could call it (since he's wearing a mask) to the crowd and drags Machado closer to the turnbuckle. He steps over him to the corner, yells out an evil cry in Spanish, jumps up to the top turnbuckle, and executes a beautiful split-legged corkscrew moonsault, better known as a Starship Pain! Machado gets the wind knocked out of him and he's down for the pinfall!
ONE...
TWO...
THR - NO!! Machado just gets the shoulder up!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Demonico jumps onto the middle turnbuckle away from Machado, and points into the crowd. He hisses something in Spanish and cuts his throat to a loud roar of boos. Machado, however, is back on his feet now and runs over, goes under him, and picks him up into a powerbomb, but he stalls, spins around and plants him on his back! Demonico squirms around and forces himself to his feet immediately with the aid of the ropes and adrenaline, but Machado is behind him, turns him around and whips him. Demonico comes back and is backdropped wayyyyyy into the air, and astonishingly is able to grab the legs on his way down and sunset flips him into a pin!
ONE...
TWO...
NO! Machado flips out of it, runs against the ropes and lands two feet right to the face of Demonico, who was sitting up but is now flat on his back, clutching his face.
Machado waves and the fans pop, and start a slow clap. Machado goes to the top rope and signals for some fan support once more, which he receives, jumps off into the air and comes down hard with an elbow drop!
Carlos: BEAUTIFUL elbow drop, right in the heart, if he has one!
COVER!
ONE...
TWO...
THRE - NO!!!!!!!! TWO AND SEVEN EIGHTS! MACHADO CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
A few kicks and he picks up Demonico and signals for the Samba Drop! Machado gets Demonico set up, spins him around but he doesn't go down, instead Demonico reverses it into his DOWNWARD SPIRAL!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Jewel: Here is your winner... EL DEMONICO!
Demonico doesn't accept his hand to be raised, instead, he goes after the vulnerable Machado on the ground. He kicks and punches, and goes down for some mounted punches.
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
Ignoring the bell, he gets up and yells at the referee. Demonico picks up Machado and whips him into the corner, and follows up with more punches. He puts him on the top turn buckle.
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
He follows him up, and... DOWN TO HELL! The fans gasp!
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
Carlos: What a despicable display! A complete disregard for the rules and he already won the match! What's the meaning of this?!
Fooda: WOAH I LIKE THIS GUY! DID YOU FREAKING SEE THAT?
Carlos: Yeah but what for?
Fooda: Who cares, HOLY CRAP! He won this match! Ladies and gentlemen, your winner... El Demonico! (We faintly hear Fooda clapping)
El Demonico is shown in the middle of the ring, staring at the limp Rodrigo Machado.
6. TANAKASHI SHUPIRO (w/ King Kang) vs. MARK WOODBRIDGE
We cut to a video package hyping up Tanakashi Shupiro, showing him just destroying a whole bunch of opponents in Japan. When the video package ends, Jewel is the only person in the ring.
Jewel: Ladies and Gentleman, allow me to introduce to you, Tanakashi Shuuuuupiro! Accompanied to the ring by his manager, Kiiing Kaaanngg!
Tanakashi comes through the curtain and stand atop of the ramp. In tow, is a smaller guy in a suit. Also, a referee is standing just behind them.
They survey the crowd, Kang shakes his head. They head to the ring.
They make their way up the ring steps, along the apron, another disapproving look toward the crowd before Kang sits on the middle rope to allow Tanakashi entry. Once in the ring, Kang darts over to Jewel and snatches the mic from her. He then gives her a shoo, shoo gesture with both hands. They stand side by side in the center of the ring, pausing whilst the crowd give a few boo’s and thumps down gestures. The ref has stayed outside the ring.
Kang: So, this is Amelica? And this is the OWWF? And you all Amelican wrestling fans?
Crowd gives a little pop.
Kang: Well Amelican wrestling fans, I am King Kang and this is Tanakashi Shupiro, the Japanese wrestling god!! And guess what? We no like you al’eady!!!
Shupiro gives a slow shake of the head. The crowd boo’s a little louder than before.
Kang: We come to Amelica to show you how cwappy your wrestling really is!!. We come to Amelica to make you look foolish!! We come to Amelica, to hurt you!! Ha ha ha!
The crowd boo louder and there a few you suck shouts and middle finger gestures.
Kang: We come to Amelica to prove Japanese wrestling the most superior wrestling in world today and Shupiro-san most superior wrestler in world today. And we start right now!! You ref, here now!!
The ref enters the ring.
Kang: We issue open challenge, right here! Any Amelican in back who think he better than Shupiro-san, you come down to ring. Then Shupiro-san prove we speak true words!! Who know, maybe Shupiro-san let you admit Japan better than Amelica without hurting you??
The crowd boo and let out more you suck chants.
Carlos: Well it looks as though Tanakashi Shupiro and King Kang are not here for a popularity contest. Let’s just hope they can back up those strong words!
Shupiro faces the ramp, with a look of stone. Kang walks around the ring making a “Well??” type gesture with his hands.
Kang: Come on, any Amelican man can come down. Or you all..., what you say? Chicken?
Some familiar music hits and the crowd goes wild!!
Fooda: What the...???
A man bursts through the curtain. He stands atop the ramp, beer in hand, cigarette in the corner of his mouth.
Carlos: It’s the Badass, its Mark Woodbridge!!!
Woodbridge looks at the men in ring, then to the fans left, then to the fans right. Then he makes for the ring. Halfway down the aisle, he flicks the cigarette away then drains the tin of beer and tosses it into the crowd, who scramble for it!
Woodbridge climbs the ring steps, through the middle rope. He walks past Shupiro and Kang but doesn’t take his eyes of them. He stands on the middle turnbuckle and with his right hand thumps his chest 3 times whilst exposing intense, gritted teeth. He jumps down, grabs a mic from jewel ringside and turns his attention to Shupiro and Kang. The music stops.
Kang: Ahhh, Mr Woodblidge. You come to answer challenge? Or you admit we Japanese superior to you low-re Amelicans?
Woodbridge: Challenge? Japanese superior what? No no, I come out to see if you two would come back and fix my old broken down VCR?!?!
The crowd pops.
Woodbridge: You see, I gotta couple of old John Wayne movies on video cassette that I really wanna sit down and enjoy with a case of beer or 4!!
The Crowd love it. Kang is incensed. Shupiro has a very disapproving look on his face but has not moved or taken his eyes off the Badass.
Kang: Ha ha ha ha, you velly funny man mr Woodblidge. Unfortunately, the Japanese wrestling god no understand your joke. The only joke to him, is you!!!
Woodbridge: Well since we got this language barrier problem, I’ll use a language thats understood all over the world....here’s to yer!!
Woodbridge flips the bird in Shupiro’s face and starts unloading with right hands!! The ref signals for the bell, DING DING!!
Carlos: It’s on folks!!!
Woodbridge forces Shupiro to the ropes with the punches and then clotheslines him to the outside. Kang goes to grab Woodbridge from behind but receives a huge lariat as Woodbridge spins around. The fans mark out. Woodbridge picks up Kang and tosses him over the top rope on the opposite side of the ring to Shupiro. Woodbridge goes back to where he disposed of Shupiro. The ref tries to stop him leaving the ring but he gets brushed aside. Shupiro is standing, groggy, by the ring apron. Woodbridge hits a couple of rights before sending his opponent into the ring steps with a huge crash. The Badass turns to the crowd and gives them the Bradshaw type beer gesture and someone hands him a brewski. (8) Woodbridge takes a swig of beer, picks up Shupiro by the hair and unloads the beer on the side of his head (12).
Fooda: Woodbridge will probably regret wasting that beer this time tomorrow!
Woodbridge quickly rolls Shupiro back into the ring and follows him.
Woodbridge picks up Shupiro and hits a huge chop, to which the crowd respond appropriately, followed by 2 more. Now Woodbridge has Shupiro in the middle of the ring. He lifts him up into a gorilla press and then hits a slam. He goes for the pin.
Carlos: This one could be over!
ONE
TWO
THR....No! OOOOHHH from the crowd. Shupiro gets a shoulder up.
Kang is now on his feet but not too with it.
Woodbridge stands up and brings Shupiro to his feet, he raises his right arm, so to signal a lariat, then he runs to the ropes.
Just as he hits the ropes, Kang reaches in and trips Woodbridge, which the ref misses. Woodbridge gets up and turns around. He reaches over the top rope and attempts to grab Kang. At this moment, Shupiro hits a running knee to Woodbridge, who bounces off the ropes and falls backwards onto the mat. He writhes around in pain.
Fooda: Along with beer, that knee could have done some real damage to Woodbridge’s kidney!!
Woodbridge makes it to his knees. Shupiro hits a stiff kick to the back, then 2 more in quick succession. The Badass is face first on the mat, clutching at his lower back. Shupiro slowly brings Woodbridge to his feet. Irish whip into the corner, more damage to the lower back. Woodbridge stays in the corner, just managing to stay on his feet. Shupiro stands in the opposite corner; he says something out loud in his own tongue then runs at Woodbridge, who attempts a weak clothesline. Shupiro ducks it and counters by jumping into a full nelson, with his feet landing on the middle ropes. He lifts Woodbridge off the mat, full nelson sit out bomb, Tokyo Colonoscopy!!
The crowd reacted with an ooohh!
Carlos: what strength displayed by Tanakashi Shupiro!!
Woodbridge arches his back in pain. Shupiro brings Woodbridge to his feet and hit some hard knife edge chops. Snapmare takedown out of the corner.
The crowd start a lets go Woodbridge chant. Kang starts banging his palm on the apron and shouting stuff in Japanese.
Shupiro sits Woodbridge up and applies an arm bar. Woodbridge starts to hit the mat with his legs, trying to build a head of steam. The crowd start to clap.
Carlos: Look at Shupiro’s left knee, he has it buried right in the lower back of Woodbridge.
Woodbridge manages to adjust slightly so he can make it to one knee.
He manages to make it to both feet so Shupiro delivers a kick to the midsection and sends him for the ride. Woodbridge comes off the ropes and ducks the knife edge chop from Shupiro, keeps going and comes back again off the ropes. Lou Thez Press!!! Piston like right hands!! The crowd go wild! The Badass stands up and thumps his chest and spits out a few profanities.
Fooda: uh oh, look out, he’s gonna blow!
The crowd are willing Woodbridge on.
“F*** him up Woodbridge, F*** him up!!”
Shupiro is on his feet, Woodbridge sends him to the ropes, Shupiro comes back and ducks the lariat attempt, he fires back from the other side but ...... APPALACHIAN SLAM!!
Woodbridge goes for the Cloverleaf, but Kang jumps up on the apron. The ref goes over to Kang. Kang grabs the ref by the shirt and is shouting and pointing at Woodbridge. The Badass leaves Shupiro and goes over to Kang. He pushes the ref aside and grabs Kang by the throat.
“Your gonna get your f***ing head kicked in!!”
Food: My god, we got 300 psychic’s in attendance!!
Just as Woodbridge is gonna take out Kang, Shupiro charges from behind, driving his shoulder into Woodbridge's back, and saving Kang from a sure beating.
Shupiro grabs Woodbridge's wrist and lifts him up for the Samurai Drop, but Woodbirdge manages to escape from the move, and lands on his feet behind Shupiro. Shupiro turns around, and is hit with a kick to the mid-section from Woodbridge. He shoves Shupiro’s head between his thighs..
Carlos: He’s going for it folks...
Woodbridge lifts Shupiro from the waist, then elevates him up high with his pants.. then.... SLAM!!
Carlos: STONE..MOUNTAIN..CRUSHER!!
Cover...
ONE..
TWO..
THREE!!! DING DING DING
Jewel: Here is your winner, The Badass, Maaark Wooodbridge!!
The ref raises Woodbridge’s hand as his music hits. Woodbridge walks to the corner and stands on the second turnbuckle. He thumps his chest 3 times then raises his right arm. He jumps down and leaves the ring through the middle rope. He climbs the guard rail and gets in amongst the fans. A few of them offer the badass a beer, which he gladly accepts! He then stands on a chair and chugs one, two then three!! King Kang herds the battered and bruised Tanakashi Shupiro up the ramp, and to the backstage area.
OWWF: HANGOVER
(3/27/2010)
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1. COREY ROSE vs. JOEL CARTER
The show opens with Jewel standing in the ring. The fans are pumped for the beginning of the show, chanting “OWWF! OWWF!”
Jewel: The following matchup is your opening contest and is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first, from Los Angeles California, weighing in at 239 pounds… COREY ROSE!
Rose runs down to the ring, wearing tattered jeans, a t-shirt, and a denim jacket. He carries his 59's Les Paul-guitar to the ring with him, slapping fans hands as he goes.
He climbs up the steps and into the ring, and plays the last few chords of his entrance music on his guitar, in sync with the speakers. He puts down the guitar and takes off his jacket, handing them to a ringside attendant.
Jewel: And his opponent, from Buffalo, New York… JOEL CARRRRTER!
Carter runs down the ramp slides into the ring, and beats his chest, then throws his arms up in the air.
DING! DING! DING!
We start the match off with a collar-and elbow tie-up. Carter uses his size advantage to get better leverage, and manages to lock in a standing side headlock. Rose elbows him in the gut and shoots him off the ropes, and into an Arm Drag. Rose goes for an arm-lock, but Carter rolls him over into a lateral press:
ONE!-
TW-NO-! Rose gets his left shoulder up.
Both men are back on their feet, and we get another collar-and-elbow tie-up. Carter again tries to force Rose down into a standing side headlock, but this time, Rose uses leverage against Carter and flips him over into a snapmare, followed by a headscissors. Carter kip-ups out of it. Superkick by Carter… Rose ducks, and throws a kick of his own, doubling Carter over. Rose goes for the Double Underhook DDT, but Carter reverses it into a modified bridging Northern Lights Suplex.
ONE!
TWO!
T-NO!
Rose gets his shoulder up once again.
Both men are on their feet, and the fans clap in appreciation. Carter goes for a Carterizer, but Rose spins out of it, then kicks Carter in the gut, and hits him with Swinging Fisherman’s Neckbreaker. Rose waits for Carter to get up, then Spears him. Rose Stands Carter, facing Carter’s back, and locks him in a Full-Nelson. Rose goes for the CIC, but Carter drops down and hip tosses him over and locks him in the Carter Clutch. After about 7 or 8 seconds in the hold, Rose manages to get his feet on the ropes, breaking the hold.
Carter goes to knock Rose out of the ring with huge a clothesline, but Rose ducks it, leaving Carter draped over the top rope on the bottom side of the ring. O’Connell roll by Rose.
ONE!
TW-NO!
Carter kicks Rose off of him. Carter goes for a clothesline, but Rose ducks it, then springboards off the opposite ropes, twisting around in mid air, and hitting Carter with a dropkick, sending him rolling out of the ring on the side closest to the hard camera.
Rose climbs through the ropes and onto the ring apron, near the bottom left turnbuckle. He runs towards Carter and jumps, hitting him with a flying discus elbow off of the apron, and on to the floor. The fans cheer.
Rose gets up, and climbs up to the top turnbuckle in the bottom right corner of the ring. He climbs plays air guitar for a few seconds, while waiting for Carter to get back to his feet. FLYING DISCUS ELBOW OFF THE TOP TURNBUC- CARTER CATCHES HIM! Carter charges ahead, and rams Rose’s back into the ring post, then hits him with a Spinebuster on the floor!
Carter catches his breath for a moment, while the referee stats the count on the floor. “ONE!” The crowd is showing their appreciation to both men, by way of a “HOLY SH*T!” chant! By the count of “FOUR,” Carter is up and on his feet, and by the count of “SIX,” he is back in the ring. Rose, on the other hand, is still writhing in pain on the floor. By the count of “TEN!” Rose is finally able to pull himself up using the barricade. Rose stumbles across to the ring, and is leaning on the apron by the count of “THIRTEEN.” At “FOURTEEN!” he starts using the ropes to pull himself up onto the apron. At “FIFTEEN,” Carter runs across the ring and nails him in the face with a dropkick.
Rose is back on his feet at “EIGHTTEEN,” and goes towards the ring apron at “NINETEEN!” Carter again goes for a baseball slide to keep him out, but Rose dives into the ring to the side, avoiding the baseball slide, and preventing himself from being counted out.
Carter keeps the pressure on Rose, picks him up, and hits an Inverted Death Valley Dri- ROSE COUNTERS WITH AN ARM DRAG! Carter springs to his feet quickly, though, and nails Rose with a Superkick.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
ROSE KICKS OUT!
Carter signals that the end is near, and picks Rose up in a bear hug. SPINEBUS-DDT BY ROSE! ROSE COUNTERS IT WITH A DESPERARTION DDT!
The ref starts a double count, which reaches “SEVEN” when both men reach their knees. They are both back on their feet at “NINE!” Rose goes an Irish Whip into the bottom right corner, but Carter counters it, whipping Rose into that corner instead. Carter goes for a big shoulder block in the corner, but Rose uses the ropes to flip himself over Carter. Carter crashes into the turnbuckle, and Rose grabs him from behind. Inverted Suplex by Rose… but Carter lands on his feet behind him. Release German Suplex by Carter… Rose lands on his feet behind Carter! German Suplex by Rose… Carter Rolls through it, and grabs Rose from behind. Bridging Back Suplex by Carter… but Rose lands on his feet, holding onto Carter’s neck... Cross Rhodes… It hits!
A “THIS IS AWESOME!” chant breaks out, and Rose climbs to the turnbuckle in the top right corner. He waits for Carter to get up, then leaps at him with a Diving Crossbody… CARTER CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS! F-5! Carter stalks Rose, waiting for him to get up… GORE! Carter goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jewel: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner… JOEL CARTER!
Carter gets his arm raised by the ref, then retreats up the ramp, beating his chest as he does.
After Rose has gone back up the ramp as well, we are ready for our next match
2. JIMMY CARNIVAL (w/ Todd Trepain) & GEORGE “THE AGGRO” ADAMS vs. THE REAPER & SHAWN STEVENS
Carlos: For our next bout, we have a tag team match up involving four men who, as mentioned in the OWWF newswire, have never even met! 3 of the competitors are making their debut here in the OWWF tonight.
Fooda: So don’t expect Freebird like cohesion people!
Carlos: Over to Jewel.
Jewel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is set for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by his manager Todd Trepain and hailing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, "Mr. Wrestling"...... Jimmy Carnival!
Carnival and Trepain come through the curtain and head straight down the ramp towards the ring.
Trepain holds the ropes open for Carnival as he enters the ring. Carnival marches over to Jewel and grabs the mic.
Carnival: It’s bad enough that last time out I beat up some beach bum loser, but now I have to share a ring with three guys no one has even heard of??? Well after tonight, I am demanding more serious competition!! I am here to WRESTLE!!
The crowd give a mixed response as Trepain takes the mic.
Trepain: Get it? Got It? Good!
The crowd jeer as Trepain hands the mic back to Jewel.
Jewel: And his tag team partner, weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from London, England, George “The Aggro” Adams!!
Adams heads straight for the ring. A short but bulky guy with a buzz cut, he’s wearing traditional amateur wrestling attire, white with red trim, with short black boots and black knee pads. He has a white towel draped around his neck. Adams uses the steps and enters the ring through second rope. He walks past Carnival without so much as a glance and stands with his back against the turnbuckles holding both ends of his towel. The crowd give a lukewarm reception.
Jewel: And introducing their opponents, first, hailing from parts unknown, weighing 273 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Ivy. He is the gates guardian, he is The Reaper!
The Reaper comes out onto the stage. He stands there for a few moments looking towards the ring. A very alluring young lady appears slightly behind him and on his left hand side. They make their way slowly toward the ring. The Reaper is wearing black wrestling attire covered in strange symbols. He also has some interesting face paint. The Reaper also uses the steps to enter the ring. Ivy also enters the ring and joins Reaper in the centre. The Reaper looks from one of his opponents to the other, expressionless.
Jewel: And he’s tag team partner,
A young man bursts through the curtain and onto the stage.
Jewel: Weighing in at 150 pounds and hailing from Dallas, Texas, Shawn “The Future” Steeeevens!!
Stevens is wearing black trunks with “Future” written across the back, with black boots and knee pads. He also has some black sunglasses on. Stevens makes his way to the ring, handing out photo’s of himself to fans along the way, some get thrown back. He looks into the camera, “I’m wrestling’s past, present and future people”
Stevens slides under the bottom rope and springs to his feet. He looks towards the camera and strikes the classic double bicep pose.
Fooda: Whoa, looks like the 2 point 4 inch pythons are about to run wild!!
The ref now stands in the middle of the ring. Both “teams” stand in opposite corners. Carnival stands in front of Adams, who pushes past him and walks to the centre of the ring. Carnival has a momentary look of annoyance and then gives a ‘whatever’ type gesture and makes for the apron. Stevens is looking up at Reaper and gesturing for him to start the match up. The Reaper looks down at Stevens for a moment and then steps through second rope to the apron. The ref signals for the bell and we are under way!!
DING DING!!
Stevens turns and goes to meet Adams in the middle of the ring.
Fooda: That’s a nice touch.
Carlos: What is?
Fooda: Letting the Mini’s start things off!
Carlos: Will you stop!
Stevens starts talking trash to Adams, making a slapping gesture with his hands and then points his finger in Adams’s face. He does the double bicep pose again. Adams responds with a stiff kick to the mid section, which receives a few cheers, and then a quick scoop slam. Then a quick leg drop. Pin attempt!!
ONE...
TWO...
KICK OUT!
Adams grabs a handful of hair and brings Stevens to his feet. Irish whip, Adams connects with big shoulder block, sending Stevens back to the mat. Adams then hits a jumping elbow. Stevens rolls away clutching his chest. Adams pulls Stevens up and fires him into the corner, where Carnival is standing on the apron. Adams comes over and lifts Stevens up so he is sitting on the top turnbuckle. Adams starts to climb the ropes when Carnival tags himself in!! Carnival comes in and Adams jumps down, the two look at each other with Adams saying “What you doing?” Carnival gestures “Get outta here” with his thumb. Out of nowhere Stevens hits a double Flipping neckbreaker from the turnbuckle!!! The crowd show their appreciation for that move. All 3 men are down, but Stevens manages to scramble to his corner and tag in the Reaper. Adams rolls under the bottom rope and Carnival is getting back to his feet. Reaper walks over and just stands there for a moment before delivering a measured kick to Carnival’s midsection, followed by another. Reaper backs Carnival into the centre of the ropes and hits 2 knees, also to the midsection. Irish whip to the other side, Carnival comes back and Reaper delivers a big back body drop. Whilst Carnival is on his back, Reaper lands a jumping knee to the face. Carnival rolls towards the ropes, Reaper follows. He jams his right foot under Carnival’s chin and uses the top rope for leverage. Carnival grabs the bottom rope as he chokes!
Ref: Come on break the hold!!! Come on, 1...2...3...4...
Reaper backs away. Carnival clutches his throat and is coughing. Reaper turns and stalks the ref towards the other side of the ring. Seizing the opportunity, Stevens dashes along the apron and gives Carnival a couple of stomps to the chest.
Fooda: I guess that’s a form of teamwork
Carlos: More like a sneaky cheap shot on the part Stevens in my book Fooda
The Reaper turns back to Carnival, who he pulls to his feet. Reaper sets up a suplex and has Carnival’s left leg hooked. He lifts him up and stalls in mid air, takes a few small steps backwards, then BAM! Into the bridge, pin attempt,
ONE...
TWO...
THR...NO! Carnival manages to kick out.
Carlos: Nice Fishermans suplex there by The Reaper.
Reaper picks up Carnival and sends him hard into a neutral corner. Reaper walks over and hits couple of measured reverse elbows to the head of Carnival. He then brings his left leg up and applies his foot to Carnival’s throat again.
Ref: Get outta there man, 1...2...3...4...
Reaper pulls away. He stares at the ref who backs up but reiterates the rules to the Reaper. Reaper grabs Carnival and guides him to the centre of the ropes. Irish whip, Carnival is sent across the ring, Adams tags Carnival, Carnival rebounds, Reaper grabs him around the waist, lifts and spins, CRASH!! Huge Double A spinebuster!! The crowd enjoy it, but now Adams, the legal man, is standing behind Reaper, poised. Stevens is shouting for Reaper to turn around but it’s too late. He steps backwards into a rear naked choke by Adams! Reapers arms are flailing about wildly. Ivy is on this outside crashing the apron with her palms. The ref looks a little confused, is it a blatant choke or legal submission??? Meanwhile, Trepain is frantically trying to get his man Carnival to crawl to the ropes. Carnival manages to roll away under the ropes, to the outside were Trepain tries to revive him.
Carlos: Adams has that submission locked in, can the Reaper break free???
Fooda: He’s like a fat kid on a cup cake, he won’t let go!!
The ref comes in, The Reaper looks to be fading, he has slumped down to his knees. The ref lifts Reapers right arm up, he holds it up momentarily, then lets go,
IT DROPS ONCE........
He lifts it again,
IT DROPS TWICE........
He goes to lift it a third time but, BAM!!! Stevens flies in with a springboard clothesline from the outside!!! He takes out Adams!!! The Reaper falls face first to the mat. As Adams gets up, Stevens kicks him in the gut and goes for a Twist of Fate, but Adams shoves him in the back, towards the ropes. Stevens comes backwards off the ropes and Adams hooks both his arms. Adams goes for a Tigersuplex attempt but Stevens manages to flip out and land on his feet!! He grabs Adams’s wrists from behind and twists himself around. Stevens hits the Paradox (a corkscrew Unprettier!!).
Adams is out! The crowd loved that one! The ref needs to regain control and he forces Stevens towards his own corner. Stevens steps through the second rope and stands on the apron. The ref turns round as Reaper is very slowly crawling over to Adams. He reaches his opponent and drapes one arm over his chest,
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...NO!! Carnival reaches under the bottom rope and pulls Reaper off of Adams!
Carlos: Reaper had Adams beat!! No way was he getting up after that amazing move from Stevens!
Carnival unloads with some rights to Reaper, then a European uppercut. He rolls Reaper back into the ring on the ref’s 6 count. Carnival then scrambles up the ring steps, reaches over the top rope and tags Adams, who is slumped over the second rope near his corner now. Carnival comes in and unleashes some vicious stomps to The Reaper. He then shoves Adams through the second rope to the apron. Carnival turns back to Reaper who is nearly to one knee. Carnival goes to ropes and fires back towards The Reaper, Shining Wizard!!!!
Carlos: He may have knocked Reaper’s lights out with that one, COVER!
ONE...
TWO...
THR...KICK OUT!!!
Carnival brings Reaper up to his feet and sends him to the ropes opposite. Reaper comes back; Carnival hits a beautiful dropkick, right on the money. The crowd clap in appreciation. Carnival drags Reaper to the ropes. He puts Reapers left arm over the top rope and pulls his forearm back through the underside, yanking it up behind Reaper’s back.
Ref: Hey, hey, hey c’mon, 1...2...3...4...
Carnival releases!
Carnival leans against Reaper and the ropes. Irish whip, Reaper bounces off the other side, Carnival goes for a bicycle kick but Reaper ducks and keeps going. He rebounds off the other side and hits a Spear!! Both men are down. The ref starts a count, 1...2...3...4...5...
The Reaper struggles to his feet, then stumbles backwards, clearly groggy. He half falls backwards into his corner. Stevens then tags himself in!!
Carlos: We’ve not seen one intentional tag so far in this entire match!
Fooda: What did you expect? You couldn’t match up 4 more different wrestlers if you tried!
Stevens springs onto the top turnbuckle. He gains his balance, and then launches himself, Frogsplash connects with Carnival!! Pin attempt,
ONE...
TWO...
THR...NO! Adams comes out of nowhere and makes the save, kicking the back of Stevens’ head! The ref tries to force Adams back to the corner, but Adams notices The Reaper regain his composure across the ring. He pushes past the ref, runs over and clotheslines The Reaper over the top rope down to the floor. Then Stevens runs up behind Adams and hits a dropkick to the back of his head, sending Adams over the top rope as well!! Stevens goes back to Carnival and lifts his right leg, he steps over it with his left and goes to spin around, attempting a figure four, but Carnival kicks him in the butt and sends Stevens onto the ropes. Carnival rolls onto his front and Stevens springs over him on his way to the other side. Carnival jumps up and as Stevens comes back, Carnival leapfrogs. Stevens then handsprings into the ropes and scores with a jumping reverse elbow! The crowd pop!!
Outside, Adams and the Reaper have got to their feet; they face each and start beating the holy hell out of one another with lefts and rights! An all out brawl ensues and they are fighting up the aisle.
Back in the ring, Stevens goes to apply another figure four on Carnival in the middle of the ring but notices the skirmish going up the aisle. He goes over to the ropes and starts shouting at The Reaper.
Stevens: Get your ass back down here you freak!!
Stevens gives a "forget it" type gesture with his hands and turns around, only to be meet by a Superkick from Carnival!! Stevens falls backwards, bounces off the ropes and Carnival grabs him by the throat. OH CANADA!! Chokeslam onto Carnivals knee!
Cover by Carnival,
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
Carnival gets the pin! Todd Trepain dives into the ring, grabs Carnival by the right arm and raises it before the ref can.
Jewel: Here are your winners, the team George Adams and "Mr Wrestling" Jimmy Carnival!!
Carnival looks up the aisle and shakes his head as a few security staff pull Adams and The Reaper off each other and usher them through the curtain.
3. GEAR CREED vs. CHRIS EVERLAST
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match up is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from parts unknown and weighing in at 264 pounds, this is Gear Creed!
Creed makes his way down the ramp, halfway down he stops to pose. This is received by a chorus of boos. Creed reaches the ring and jumps from the floor onto the apron. He steps through the ropes and makes for the corner. Once there he stands on the middle turnbuckle and strikes another pose. The crowd continue to voice their disapproval.
Jewel: And he’s opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 221 pounds, Chriiiisss Eveeerrlast!
A young gentleman comes through the curtain onto the top of the ramp. He is accompanied by an attractive young female wearing a rather fetching little number!
Everlast offers the lady his arm to which she duly obliges. They make their way towards the ring.
Carlos: Chris Everlast another debutant here tonight folks. From what we know he is an extremely confident young man, and he’ll let you know it.
Everlast escorts his lady friend around to the time keepers table and grabs an unused chair for her to sit on. He then makes his way up the steps into the ring.
Creed‘s eyes are fixed on Everlast, whilst he limbers up. The Ref calls the men to the center of the ring and signals for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Both men circle the ring momentarily and then go into a collar and elbow tie up. After a few seconds, Creed shoves Everlast into the corner, hard. Everlast shows a very brief look of concern. Creed grins a sick grin. Everlast comes back to the center of the ring and we have another collar and elbow. Again Creed shoves Everlast into the corner with force. Everlast looks more angry than concerned this time, Creed strikes a bodybuilder pose. The crowd break out into more booing and a few other obscenities. Everlast purposefully comes to the centre of the ring and initiates another collar and elbow tie up. This time, Creed grapples Everlast into the corner, neither man lets up and the ref has force his way between the two of them. Whilst the ref is ducked down, Everlast releases the hold and gets Creed with a thumb to the eye!! Much to the crowds delight. Creed reels backwards clutching his face, the ref looks at Creed then at Everlast. Everlast raises his hands in defence. Everlast then races out of the corner and hits a clothesline, Creed goes flat on his back. Everlast hits 2 rapid falling elbows and then goes for the quick pin.
ONE...
TWO...
Creed powers out of the cover impressively. Everlast actually lands on his feet.
Carlos: Wow, look at the power there from Creed!
Creed sits up but is favoring his eye. Everlast does not let up though and hits a drop kick to the back of Creed’s head. Everlast goes for another pin,
ONE...
TWO...
THR.....NO!!
Creed powers out again.
As Creed sits up, Everlast takes hold and hits snap suplex in the center of the ring. Wasting no time, Everlast brings Creed to his feet and goes to the ropes. Everlast comes back and connects with a discus elbow. Another pin attempt,
ONE....
TWO....
THR....SHOULDER UP!!
Close call there, not as much authority from Creed this time around. Everlast applies a reverse chin lock.
Carlos: Everlast impressive so far Fooda, taking away Creed’s vertical base whenever possible.
Fooda: That’s textbook stuff Carlos, keep the big man grounded.
Everlast is hounding Creed, “Say it Creed, say it!! Ask him ref, ask him!!”
After around 40 seconds, Creed makes it to his feet. He hits a couple of elbow to Everlast’s mid section. Creed then hoists Everlast into a fireman’s carry, but Everlast manages to slide down Creed’s back and turns it into a roll up pin,
ONE...
TWO...
TH...KICK OUT!!
Everlast darts across the ring, coming off the ropes as Creed just makes it to his feet, Everlast hits a running neckbreaker. Everlast ignores the pin chance and steps through the ropes. He blows a kiss towards his valet then turns back to face the ropes; he takes hold of the tope rope. Springboard leg drop connects! The crowd show their appreciation. Cover by Everlast,
ONE...
TWO...
TH...NO!!
Creed kicks out, but he is looking very groggy. Everlast complains to the ref about the count. Everlast goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He bides his time as Creed finds his feet and shakes off the cobwebs. Everlast launches himself and goes for a cross body, but Creed catches him!! Creed hits a backbreaker, holds on and delivers a fallaway slam! Both men are down, the ref starts a count; Creed uses the time to recuperate. Creed is up on 7, Everlast is pulling himself up by the ropes.
Creed again shakes off the cobwebs but this time a menacing look takes over his face. He paces over to Everlast and unloads with some clubbing forearms, knees and stomps, beating Everlast back down to the ground. Creed looks out at the crowd and snarls. The crowd boo in return, thumbs down gestures aplenty. Creed brings Everlast up then Irish whips him into the far corner. Creed follows up with a running clothesline whilst Everlast is against the turnbuckle. Everlast falls face first to the mat. Creed once again brings Everlast to his feet, this time he applies a waste lock from behind, then hits a beautiful German suplex into a bridging pin,
ONE...
TWO...
THR...KICK OUT!!
Creed picks up Everlast, sending him for the ride. Everlast comes off the ropes and Creed hits a quick powerslam. He gets to his feet and strikes another pose in the middle of the ring, “You Suck!!” chants fill the Rodgers Ballroom.
Carlos: Creed is definitely more Mr Universe than Mr Popular here tonight.
Creed turns his attention back to his opponent. He brings Everlast to his feet and cinches in a bear hug, lifting Everlast off the mat. After around 10 seconds of writhing in pain, Everlast gets a couple of shots off to Creed’s head but to no avail. Creed applies more pressure and throws Everlast from side to side. The ref is having a close look as Everlast slumps over Creed’s shoulder. The crowd start a “Lets Go Everlast” chant as the ref raises Everlast’s left arm,
It drops ONCE....
The ref lifts it again,
It drops TWICE....
The ref lifts for the last time,
It drops....NO!!! Everlast clinches his fist and halts the third drop!! The crowd start to rouse Everlast as he pumps his fist. He leans back, straightens both arms then slams his biceps either side of Creeds head!! Once is not enough though, he does it second time, then a third. Finally the big man releases the hold. Everlast falls to his feet. He goes to ropes, bounces off but Creed hits a huge shoulder block!
Fooda: Like chasing the bus and the damn thing stops!!
Creed leans on the top rope and grins. The crowd boo. Creed then looks down and notices Everlast's pretty valet. He exits the ring via the 2nd rope and jumps down to the floor. The ref starts the count. He stands about 8 feet away and does a few more poses. (5) The lady isn’t interested and waves Creed away. The crowd heckle Creed, who is still trying to impress. Everlast meanwhile has regained his composure and stepped through the ropes onto the apron. (10)
Carlos: Creed might want to turn around!!
Creed does indeed turn around, only to see Everlast come flying at him!! Everlast pulls off a flying head scissors from the ring apron!!! Creed goes crashing into the guardrail!
The crowd pop and burst into a “Holy *CENSORED*, Holy *CENSORED*!!” chant!
The ref meanwhile is up to a 15 count. Everlast pulls a dazed Creed to the apron and bundles him into the ring. Everlast enters the ring on 19. The crowd applaud the action. Everlast brings Creed to his feet and backs him into the ropes, Irish whip attempt by Everlast but Creed reverses. Everlast comes back off the far side and Creed goes for a back body drop, but Everlast slides between his legs, jumps up and hits a superkick to the back of Creed’s head!! Creed staggers around like a drunk while Everlast sprints to the corner and mounts the tope rope. Creed has his back to Everlast who jumps and hits a cutter from the top rope!!!
Carlos: My god what impact!!!
Everlast goes for the cover,
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!!
Everlast gets the win! The crowd give a great response. The ref raises his right hand as he favors the back of his head with his left.
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner, Chriiiss Everlast!!
Everlast leaves the ring and goes to the time keepers table. He says something and is handed a mic.
Everlast: The move that just finished off that muscle bound meathead is called the Everlasting Impression, and that’s exactly what I’ve just made, here in the Rodgers Ballroom!!
Everlast offers his arm to his valet and they leave together up the ramp.
4. SCOTT LOGAN vs. JACK SQUAT (w/ Sarah Kaminsky)
Jewel: The following match-up is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit! Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds, SCOTT LOGAN!
A man dressed in plain jeans and sneaker walks to the ring. His torso is bare, and his fists are taped up. He throws a few punches and elbows at the air, while the crowd cheers appreciatively.
And his opponent… being accompanied to the ring by Sarah Kaminsky, from Verona, New Jersey, weighing in at 243 pounds… JACK SQUAT!
Jack runs down to the ring, gets on the top turnbuckle, and pumps his fist. He jumps down, turning around in mid air, and walks over to Logan. Jack offers Logan a handshake, which he accepts.
DING! DING! DING!
Logan gets into a traditional boxing stance, his fists up in a guard position, while Jack gets into a traditional wrestling stance. Jack puts his hands up to offer Logan a collar-and elbow tie-up, but instead of accepting the hold, Logan starts throwing high jabs. Jack is, for the most part, able to protect himself with his arms, but a few jabs get through, and Logan also manages to back Jack up towards the bottom left corner of the ring. Jack eventually manages to duck a punch and take Logan down with a double-leg takedown. Jack quickly grabs Logan’s left leg with both hands, and tries to roll him over for a single-leg crab, but Logan uses his other leg to kick Jack away. Logan rolls backwards and quickly hops up to his feet and gets back into his guard position. The crowd applauds the Indy Standoff.
This time, Jack offers Logan a test of strength. Logan finds this more to his liking than he did the collar-and-elbow tie-up, and accepts the challenge. They struggle for about ten seconds, and neither man is gaining any ground. Jack Squat then turns the test of strength into a monkey flip. Jack then locks Logan in a seated chicken wing. Logan struggles in the hold, but is eventually able to get to his feet and twist of out the hold. He goes for a right hook Jack’s stomach, but Jack avoids it, and locks Logan in a sleeper hold. After about ten seconds, Logan manages hit Jack with a few elbows to the gut, then shoves him off. Jack rebounds off the ropes and comes back at Logan. Logan throws a huge right hook at Jack, but is surprised when Jack avoids the punch by leapfrogging over him. Jack lands on his feet, bounces off the ropes, and comes back, drilling his opponent in the face with a running dropkick, just as he turns around.
Jack hits Logan with a Flair Knee Drop, then picks him up in a standing waist-lock. One German Suplex! Jack stands up, keeping the waist-lock on: Two German Suplexes! Jack brings Logan up once again, and goes for the Hat Trick… He hits it! Jack then climbs up the bottom right turnbuckle. He waits for Logan to get up, then hits him with a Kane-style flying clothesline! Jack goes for the cover:
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
Logan kicks out, but Jack goes right back to bringing the pain by hitting the grounded Logan with a dropkick. Jack picks Logan up for a body slam, but Logan is able to slip free behind Jack. Logan goes for a clothesline, but Jack ducks. Logan’s momentum carries him into the ropes, where he is able to stop himself. He turns arou- HUGE CLOTHESLINE BY JACK SQUAT, sending Logan over the ropes ad to the floor.
While Logan recovers on the outside, Jack takes the opportunity to jump up onto the top right turnbuckle, and starts to sing a song to the tune of the Kemptown Lady: “Jack is gonna kick your ass! Doo-dah, doo-dah! Jack is gonna kick your ass, all the live long day!” The audience joins in on the catchy tune, and Jack waves his hands like a conductor, leading the audience in song..
Now fully recovered, Logan slides back into the ring. Jack goes for a Whisper in the Wind, but is met with an elbow strike to the back by Scott Logan. Jack crashes down to the mat, again landing on his back. Logan quickly rolls Jack over and kneels down by Jack’s head. Logan hits Jack with a few Austin Aries-style knee strikes to the head, then locks Jack in a sleeper hold. Jack manages to get to his feet, but Logan transitions the sleeper hold into a sleeper slam, planting Jack right back down on the mat. Logan moves over to Jack’s legs, and locks in the Brooklyn Cl- LARGE PACKAGE BY JACK!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Logan kicks out, then catches Jack with a quick elbow strike to the face, leaving him stunned and on one knee. Logan stalks Jack, waiting for him to get up. When Jack makes it to his feet, Logan charges at him, and connects with a running knee lift. Superkick by Logan! Pin attempt:
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
Jack kicks out! Logan wastes no times, and climbs the bottom left turnbuckle. He dumps off the top rope, bringing both of his knees up high for devastating diving double knee drop which connects with nothing but the canvas, as Jack rolls out of the way.
Jack recovers, then runs off the ropes and hits Logan with a Shining Impact! Jack once again runs to the ropes, but this time he walks up them and springboards off of them, twisting in mid air, and connecting with a Springboard Elbow Drop!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Logan kicks out!
Jack brings Logan to his feet, then hooks his arms for a Pedig- LOGAN FIGHTS OUT OF IT, and charges forward, he shoulder now firmly lodged somewhere between Jack’s intestines, forcing Jack backwards into a corner. Logan hits Jack with a few shoulder thrusts, then hits him with a Drop Toe Hold. Logan gets across the ring and once again stalks Jack. Jack gets up to his knees, and Logan charges across the ring for a Shining Wizard… but Jack manages to roll out of ring just in the nick of time, sending Logan crashing into the bottom two ropes.
Now standing outside the ring, Jack gives Logan a quick elbow strike to the forehead, sending Logan backwards, to that he his now lying down on the mat, with he knees folded under him. Jack jumps up o the apron, and hits a slingshot leg drop across the throat of Logan. Jack picks Logan up, and drops him on his head with the Jack Hammer! Jack goes for the pin:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jewel: Your winner… JACK SQUAT!
The ref raises Jack’s hand, and he motions for Kaminsky to get him a mic. As she does, Jack offers Logan a hand. Logan accepts it, and Jack helps Logan up.
Jack takes the mic from Kaminsky, turns to Logan, and says: You know, maybe your right about yourself, Scott. Maybe you don't have the same skills as some of the other guys around here. But if that's not going to stop you, because you know that what you lack in mat skills you make up with heart, then you, my friend, have the attitude to succeed in this company or any other!
The crowd cheers, and Jack offers Logan a handshake. Jack and Sarah Kaminsky then leave the ring and walk up the aisle. Logan picks up the mic and tells the crowd: Mark my words... I will work as hard as it takes succeed in this company!
The crowd cheers once again, and Logan walks up the aisle, and goes backstage.
5. EL DEMONICO vs. RODRIGO MACHADO
Jewel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit.
Eerie music plays and it creeps the fans out. A solid man with a mask with horns that face the ground emerges from the curtain, and he is freaky looking. The fans don't know how to react. As he walks down the isle, Jewel makes the introduction.
Jewel: From the depths of Hell, weighing in at two hundred and fifty five pounds, EL DEMONICO!
El Demonico gets heat from the crowd by looking at them weird and intimidating them, and slides under the bottom rope into the ring.
The music stops and a new song plays.
Jewel: And his opponent, from Minas Gerais, Brazil, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, The Brazilian Warrior... RODRIGO MACHADO!
Machado works the crowd and gets a few pops, and enters the ring. He politely asks for the mic from Jewel, and he gets it. He speaks with a light Portuguese accent.
Machado: Hey, look, where you from, really man?
There is no response.
Machado: I know you speak Spanish, I heard you talking to yourself backstage (the crowd laughs). I'm a proud Brazilian, but you know what? My country, though I'm proud of it, does not make me great. I make me great. A nation does not make a man... His actions do. So prove it in the ring!
He extends his hand for a handshake.
El Demonico scans his hand for a second and decides to bash his elbow into Machado's head instead!
DING DING DING!
El Demonico has the upper hand right at the sound of the bell, and delivers a Kane-like uppercut to Machado, sending his against the ropes. A kick to the midsection and a whip sends Machado running, El Demonico misses a clothesline, and Machado bounces back and connects with a dropkick. Demonico immediately gets up but Machado has momentum, and he delivers a tilt-a-whirl spinebuster to Demonico as he runs towards him! Cover!
ONE...
TWO...
THR - NO! Demonico gets the shoulder up!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Machado grabs the arm while Demonico's down and extends it, then continues to thrust his legs up and behind him and drive his knees into the kink of the elbow a few times. He picks him up and works the arm for a bit, skips around the ring and executes an armdrag. Demonico comes back but he just armdrags him again, and they repeat this one more time, much to the fans delight. The third time, Demonico slides to the outside to recuperate and get his act together. At the ref's 7 count, Machado sits on the middle rope and holds it open, inviting Demonico to come back inside. Demonico finds this insulting and does not accept his invitation. Machado gets back inside and Demonico gets on the apron. Machado charges him but he is caught with a stiff forearm and knocked back. Demonico jumps over the top rope and turns to springboard off the middle rope and execute a moonsault onto Machado! He stays on top of him for the cover!
ONE...
TWO...
NO! Machado kicks out!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Demonico picks up Machado and belly to belly suplexes him right over his six foot four frame with ease. He gives a menacing stance, I guess you could call it (since he's wearing a mask) to the crowd and drags Machado closer to the turnbuckle. He steps over him to the corner, yells out an evil cry in Spanish, jumps up to the top turnbuckle, and executes a beautiful split-legged corkscrew moonsault, better known as a Starship Pain! Machado gets the wind knocked out of him and he's down for the pinfall!
ONE...
TWO...
THR - NO!! Machado just gets the shoulder up!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Demonico jumps onto the middle turnbuckle away from Machado, and points into the crowd. He hisses something in Spanish and cuts his throat to a loud roar of boos. Machado, however, is back on his feet now and runs over, goes under him, and picks him up into a powerbomb, but he stalls, spins around and plants him on his back! Demonico squirms around and forces himself to his feet immediately with the aid of the ropes and adrenaline, but Machado is behind him, turns him around and whips him. Demonico comes back and is backdropped wayyyyyy into the air, and astonishingly is able to grab the legs on his way down and sunset flips him into a pin!
ONE...
TWO...
NO! Machado flips out of it, runs against the ropes and lands two feet right to the face of Demonico, who was sitting up but is now flat on his back, clutching his face.
Machado waves and the fans pop, and start a slow clap. Machado goes to the top rope and signals for some fan support once more, which he receives, jumps off into the air and comes down hard with an elbow drop!
Carlos: BEAUTIFUL elbow drop, right in the heart, if he has one!
COVER!
ONE...
TWO...
THRE - NO!!!!!!!! TWO AND SEVEN EIGHTS! MACHADO CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
"TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
A few kicks and he picks up Demonico and signals for the Samba Drop! Machado gets Demonico set up, spins him around but he doesn't go down, instead Demonico reverses it into his DOWNWARD SPIRAL!
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Jewel: Here is your winner... EL DEMONICO!
Demonico doesn't accept his hand to be raised, instead, he goes after the vulnerable Machado on the ground. He kicks and punches, and goes down for some mounted punches.
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
Ignoring the bell, he gets up and yells at the referee. Demonico picks up Machado and whips him into the corner, and follows up with more punches. He puts him on the top turn buckle.
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
He follows him up, and... DOWN TO HELL! The fans gasp!
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
Carlos: What a despicable display! A complete disregard for the rules and he already won the match! What's the meaning of this?!
Fooda: WOAH I LIKE THIS GUY! DID YOU FREAKING SEE THAT?
Carlos: Yeah but what for?
Fooda: Who cares, HOLY CRAP! He won this match! Ladies and gentlemen, your winner... El Demonico! (We faintly hear Fooda clapping)
El Demonico is shown in the middle of the ring, staring at the limp Rodrigo Machado.
6. TANAKASHI SHUPIRO (w/ King Kang) vs. MARK WOODBRIDGE
We cut to a video package hyping up Tanakashi Shupiro, showing him just destroying a whole bunch of opponents in Japan. When the video package ends, Jewel is the only person in the ring.
Jewel: Ladies and Gentleman, allow me to introduce to you, Tanakashi Shuuuuupiro! Accompanied to the ring by his manager, Kiiing Kaaanngg!
Tanakashi comes through the curtain and stand atop of the ramp. In tow, is a smaller guy in a suit. Also, a referee is standing just behind them.
They survey the crowd, Kang shakes his head. They head to the ring.
They make their way up the ring steps, along the apron, another disapproving look toward the crowd before Kang sits on the middle rope to allow Tanakashi entry. Once in the ring, Kang darts over to Jewel and snatches the mic from her. He then gives her a shoo, shoo gesture with both hands. They stand side by side in the center of the ring, pausing whilst the crowd give a few boo’s and thumps down gestures. The ref has stayed outside the ring.
Kang: So, this is Amelica? And this is the OWWF? And you all Amelican wrestling fans?
Crowd gives a little pop.
Kang: Well Amelican wrestling fans, I am King Kang and this is Tanakashi Shupiro, the Japanese wrestling god!! And guess what? We no like you al’eady!!!
Shupiro gives a slow shake of the head. The crowd boo’s a little louder than before.
Kang: We come to Amelica to show you how cwappy your wrestling really is!!. We come to Amelica to make you look foolish!! We come to Amelica, to hurt you!! Ha ha ha!
The crowd boo louder and there a few you suck shouts and middle finger gestures.
Kang: We come to Amelica to prove Japanese wrestling the most superior wrestling in world today and Shupiro-san most superior wrestler in world today. And we start right now!! You ref, here now!!
The ref enters the ring.
Kang: We issue open challenge, right here! Any Amelican in back who think he better than Shupiro-san, you come down to ring. Then Shupiro-san prove we speak true words!! Who know, maybe Shupiro-san let you admit Japan better than Amelica without hurting you??
The crowd boo and let out more you suck chants.
Carlos: Well it looks as though Tanakashi Shupiro and King Kang are not here for a popularity contest. Let’s just hope they can back up those strong words!
Shupiro faces the ramp, with a look of stone. Kang walks around the ring making a “Well??” type gesture with his hands.
Kang: Come on, any Amelican man can come down. Or you all..., what you say? Chicken?
Some familiar music hits and the crowd goes wild!!
Fooda: What the...???
A man bursts through the curtain. He stands atop the ramp, beer in hand, cigarette in the corner of his mouth.
Carlos: It’s the Badass, its Mark Woodbridge!!!
Woodbridge looks at the men in ring, then to the fans left, then to the fans right. Then he makes for the ring. Halfway down the aisle, he flicks the cigarette away then drains the tin of beer and tosses it into the crowd, who scramble for it!
Woodbridge climbs the ring steps, through the middle rope. He walks past Shupiro and Kang but doesn’t take his eyes of them. He stands on the middle turnbuckle and with his right hand thumps his chest 3 times whilst exposing intense, gritted teeth. He jumps down, grabs a mic from jewel ringside and turns his attention to Shupiro and Kang. The music stops.
Kang: Ahhh, Mr Woodblidge. You come to answer challenge? Or you admit we Japanese superior to you low-re Amelicans?
Woodbridge: Challenge? Japanese superior what? No no, I come out to see if you two would come back and fix my old broken down VCR?!?!
The crowd pops.
Woodbridge: You see, I gotta couple of old John Wayne movies on video cassette that I really wanna sit down and enjoy with a case of beer or 4!!
The Crowd love it. Kang is incensed. Shupiro has a very disapproving look on his face but has not moved or taken his eyes off the Badass.
Kang: Ha ha ha ha, you velly funny man mr Woodblidge. Unfortunately, the Japanese wrestling god no understand your joke. The only joke to him, is you!!!
Woodbridge: Well since we got this language barrier problem, I’ll use a language thats understood all over the world....here’s to yer!!
Woodbridge flips the bird in Shupiro’s face and starts unloading with right hands!! The ref signals for the bell, DING DING!!
Carlos: It’s on folks!!!
Woodbridge forces Shupiro to the ropes with the punches and then clotheslines him to the outside. Kang goes to grab Woodbridge from behind but receives a huge lariat as Woodbridge spins around. The fans mark out. Woodbridge picks up Kang and tosses him over the top rope on the opposite side of the ring to Shupiro. Woodbridge goes back to where he disposed of Shupiro. The ref tries to stop him leaving the ring but he gets brushed aside. Shupiro is standing, groggy, by the ring apron. Woodbridge hits a couple of rights before sending his opponent into the ring steps with a huge crash. The Badass turns to the crowd and gives them the Bradshaw type beer gesture and someone hands him a brewski. (8) Woodbridge takes a swig of beer, picks up Shupiro by the hair and unloads the beer on the side of his head (12).
Fooda: Woodbridge will probably regret wasting that beer this time tomorrow!
Woodbridge quickly rolls Shupiro back into the ring and follows him.
Woodbridge picks up Shupiro and hits a huge chop, to which the crowd respond appropriately, followed by 2 more. Now Woodbridge has Shupiro in the middle of the ring. He lifts him up into a gorilla press and then hits a slam. He goes for the pin.
Carlos: This one could be over!
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THR....No! OOOOHHH from the crowd. Shupiro gets a shoulder up.
Kang is now on his feet but not too with it.
Woodbridge stands up and brings Shupiro to his feet, he raises his right arm, so to signal a lariat, then he runs to the ropes.
Just as he hits the ropes, Kang reaches in and trips Woodbridge, which the ref misses. Woodbridge gets up and turns around. He reaches over the top rope and attempts to grab Kang. At this moment, Shupiro hits a running knee to Woodbridge, who bounces off the ropes and falls backwards onto the mat. He writhes around in pain.
Fooda: Along with beer, that knee could have done some real damage to Woodbridge’s kidney!!
Woodbridge makes it to his knees. Shupiro hits a stiff kick to the back, then 2 more in quick succession. The Badass is face first on the mat, clutching at his lower back. Shupiro slowly brings Woodbridge to his feet. Irish whip into the corner, more damage to the lower back. Woodbridge stays in the corner, just managing to stay on his feet. Shupiro stands in the opposite corner; he says something out loud in his own tongue then runs at Woodbridge, who attempts a weak clothesline. Shupiro ducks it and counters by jumping into a full nelson, with his feet landing on the middle ropes. He lifts Woodbridge off the mat, full nelson sit out bomb, Tokyo Colonoscopy!!
The crowd reacted with an ooohh!
Carlos: what strength displayed by Tanakashi Shupiro!!
Woodbridge arches his back in pain. Shupiro brings Woodbridge to his feet and hit some hard knife edge chops. Snapmare takedown out of the corner.
The crowd start a lets go Woodbridge chant. Kang starts banging his palm on the apron and shouting stuff in Japanese.
Shupiro sits Woodbridge up and applies an arm bar. Woodbridge starts to hit the mat with his legs, trying to build a head of steam. The crowd start to clap.
Carlos: Look at Shupiro’s left knee, he has it buried right in the lower back of Woodbridge.
Woodbridge manages to adjust slightly so he can make it to one knee.
He manages to make it to both feet so Shupiro delivers a kick to the midsection and sends him for the ride. Woodbridge comes off the ropes and ducks the knife edge chop from Shupiro, keeps going and comes back again off the ropes. Lou Thez Press!!! Piston like right hands!! The crowd go wild! The Badass stands up and thumps his chest and spits out a few profanities.
Fooda: uh oh, look out, he’s gonna blow!
The crowd are willing Woodbridge on.
“F*** him up Woodbridge, F*** him up!!”
Shupiro is on his feet, Woodbridge sends him to the ropes, Shupiro comes back and ducks the lariat attempt, he fires back from the other side but ...... APPALACHIAN SLAM!!
Woodbridge goes for the Cloverleaf, but Kang jumps up on the apron. The ref goes over to Kang. Kang grabs the ref by the shirt and is shouting and pointing at Woodbridge. The Badass leaves Shupiro and goes over to Kang. He pushes the ref aside and grabs Kang by the throat.
“Your gonna get your f***ing head kicked in!!”
Food: My god, we got 300 psychic’s in attendance!!
Just as Woodbridge is gonna take out Kang, Shupiro charges from behind, driving his shoulder into Woodbridge's back, and saving Kang from a sure beating.
Shupiro grabs Woodbridge's wrist and lifts him up for the Samurai Drop, but Woodbirdge manages to escape from the move, and lands on his feet behind Shupiro. Shupiro turns around, and is hit with a kick to the mid-section from Woodbridge. He shoves Shupiro’s head between his thighs..
Carlos: He’s going for it folks...
Woodbridge lifts Shupiro from the waist, then elevates him up high with his pants.. then.... SLAM!!
Carlos: STONE..MOUNTAIN..CRUSHER!!
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THREE!!! DING DING DING
Jewel: Here is your winner, The Badass, Maaark Wooodbridge!!
The ref raises Woodbridge’s hand as his music hits. Woodbridge walks to the corner and stands on the second turnbuckle. He thumps his chest 3 times then raises his right arm. He jumps down and leaves the ring through the middle rope. He climbs the guard rail and gets in amongst the fans. A few of them offer the badass a beer, which he gladly accepts! He then stands on a chair and chugs one, two then three!! King Kang herds the battered and bruised Tanakashi Shupiro up the ramp, and to the backstage area.