Well my boss called me up and said to come into work.
I just hung up on that slave-driving jerk.
I'm goin' to Rasslin!
Goin' to Rasslin!

You think I'd rather be sweatin' on the dock?
Or watching somebody use a hammerlock?
I'm goin' to Rasslin!
Goin' to Rasslin!

R-A-S-S-L-I-N That's Rasslin'

I like to watch ASM smash his axe off the corner post
And that Hooligan kick delivered by Jacob Baxter
Johnny Serious and Muru are what I like the most
And the alley opp and aeroplane spin like only Thaddeus Walker can!

Boss called again said it's time and a half if you come in tonight
I just had to laugh
I'm goin' to Rasslin!
Goin' to Rasslin!

R-A-S-S-L-I-N That's Rasslin'

Well my girlfriend called and friend she could be a model for Fredrick's of Hollywood
But she was hassled, really hassled!
Said I could come over early and stay real late
But I told her honey if we got a date we're goin' to rasslin
Goin' to Rasslin!

R-A-S-S-L-I-N That's Rasslin'

As Chazz Mendel when he's really high in flight
Cool as Ice Devon Dice when he's out there struttin'
Big Ronnie Wilkins must be seven foot nine!
I wouldn't miss this for a dozen girls.
I wouldn't miss this if for nothin'

I said Honey I hope you ain't hurt
She said I'm puttin' on my rasslin' shirt
I'm goin to rasslin!
Goin' to Rasslin!

R-A-S-S-L-I-N that's Rasslin!

Well last night I dreamed my life was over
There were golden streets and fields of clover
And the lights, they were dazzlin'.
I looked for ol' Prophet Mohammad at the pearly gates
I found a note that said I won't be too late
I'm goin' to Rasslin'
Goin' to Rasslin!

R-A-S-S-L-I-N that's Rasslin!

There's the gigolo Mike Logan with all his lovely ladies
There's Nick Dangerous with his trademark armbar
And I'll never forget the classic battles of seven years ago!
Two champions Chris Michaels and Notorious JON

Mohammad told me as he let me in
From now on, every Thursday, Karl, we're goin' to rasslin
Goin' to Rasslin!

He spelled it
R-A-S-S-L-I-N that's Rasslin!

Boy if I'd known this was gonna happen I wouldn't have bought these advance tickets!
Hey Mohammad, will all my virgins have a ringside seat?
Is ole' JJ gonna be up here any time soon?
R-A-S-S-L-I-N that's Rasslin!

[Cameras fade in to the XL Center in Hartford, Connecticut. Pyro explodes as cameras rush through excited fans in the audience all heavily anticipating tonight's live show. Cameras scan through various fan signs such as “CBK = THEIF” “NJ IS MY DAD TOO,” and "CHED IS RIGHT, THIS SUCKS!” The camera finally stops on Joel Nelson and Robbie Hart, who look very excited to call the action.]

Nelson: Welcome to Hartford! Welcome to another night of cWo action, as we present DRIVEN!

Nelson: I’m Joel Nelson, joined always by Robbie Hart!

Hart: As always? You saying I don’t do anything else but hang here with you.

Nelson: You don’t.

Hart: Touche.

Nelson: We have a tremendous night of action tonight, two belts are on the line, and we will see Johnny Serious’ first title defense!

Hart; I’m no Pason fan, but hopefully it’s also Serious’ LAST defense!

["Elevation" cues on the PA and the crowd jumps to his feet as Johnny Serious walks out onto the ramp, looking none too happy. Tony Awesome is already in the ring and he doesn't look an happier. The ring is surrounded by security that parts as Johnny walks past them.]

Donna Dixon: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, the cWo World Heavyweight Champion, JOOHHNNNNYYY SEEERRRRIOUS!!

Nelson: Folks, don't be confused, that is our cWo World Heavyweight Champion, but last week he was left lying in the middle of the ring after getting the ConClusion for Andrewb Phillips, who stole the championship belt!

Hart: ...Why the hell would they be confused. They hould be watching the show!

Nelson: Whatever. Let's just stick to the fact that Andrew stole the title last week, and he has been ordered to return the title tonight or face dire consequences!!

Hart: Honestly, I don't think Andrew feels like he has anything to lose. He might not even show up! He lost absolutely everything he had when he lost Omega. Maybe the title is the only thing that consoles him.

Nelson: Whatever the case is, we are owed some answers, and Tony Awesome looks about ready to get them!

[Johnny Serious rolls intothe ring and takes a deep breath as Tony Awesome steps forward.]

Tony Awesome: I'm not going to waste any time with this foolishness than is absolutely necessary! I have a multi-million dollar corporation to run, and my time is better spent NOT dealing with left over Omega shennigans! So here's how it goes down Andrew--you will come down to this ring. You will surrender the cWo World Heavyweight Championship belt back to Johnny Serious, and then you will escorted out of the building by security. Any deviation, Andrew--the slightest inconviniece to me and so help me, that's it! There's officially a zero tolerance stance in cWo on dumb crap, and if you tep out of line in the slightest, I will FIRE you on he spot, and you can wander around looking for your pal Heretic!

Nelson: Wow! Tony Awesome laying the law down tonight!

Hart: Apparently Tony grew a set since Omega's reign ended!

[Johnny Serious snatches the mic.]

Johnny Serious: If you want a title shot, all you had to do was ask, Andrew! We could've avoided this whole situation! I tried to help you once, but it's obvious your beyond help, and you'll be lucky if I don't beat you down right here, right now, TONIGHT!

[The crowd cheers, but the cheers quickly turns to boos as Andrew walks out onto the stage with the championship belt on his shoulder. Andrew shakes his head at Johnny Serious as he walks down the ramp. He pulls a mic from his back pocket.]

Andrew:...Do you honestly think this is about a title shot, Serious? Really?

Awesome: Andrew, no talking! Just bring the belt down here!

Andrew: What have I done in the last several months that would make you think I gave a damn about being World Champion again. On the contrary, Johnny--I never want to be a World Champion, not ever again.

Awesome: Andrew, that's it, I--

Serious: Whoa whoa whoa, Tony! Let him speak! [The crowd boos, but Serious nods]. Really. So you don't want to be champion. So why do it then? Why leave me in the middle of the ring, and--

Andrew: I was trying to save you from yourself Johnny.

[Johnny looks confused as Andrew slowly climbs up on the apron.]

Andrew: Think for a second. Think of all the men who have been World Champions in since cWo opened. Think of all the so called great men who have held some incarnation of this belt--Devon Dice. Notorious Jon, Christian Roman, Josh Cantrell, Chris Michaels. My former brothers, Nick Dangerous and Chazz Mendel......all the very "best"...all of them World Heavyweight Champions...and one way or another, this belt...this thing...destroyed them in some way.

Serious: What do you--

Andrew: Even Heretic wasn't immune to this belt's bad luck. And let's not forget...even I was hypnotized by it's charms. When the entire world is telling you this menace, this fifteen pounds of worthless gold and battered leather, is this best thing going...it's hard to ignore it. But this belt destroys Johnny--no one can escape what it does. No one can escape the way it destroys your career...your family...your LIFE. Once you win this belt you are never the same. Never. I didn't take the belt because I wanted to challenge you...I took the belt to SAVE you. I was hoping you realized that you didn't need this, that the cWo doesn't need THIS. If the dark cloud of Heretic has really been lifted...what need do we have for these petty belts that destroys everything in comes in contact with.

Serious: ...So what your saying is that you hit me with the ConClusion...left me lying...and fled the arena with my belt...to save me? You can't be SERIOUS!

[Andrew sighs as the crowd pops.]

Serious: I don't need to be saved, not by you, and not by anybody! As long as I've got these people [the crowd cheers again], I've got all I need!

Andrew: [nods and removes the belt from his shoulder] Well then, Johnny [extends the belt to Serious] I guess you made up your mind. It's your funeral, Johnny...don't ever say I didn't warn you.

[Johnny slowly approaches, then snatches the belt away. Andrew shakes his head and says "you'll have to learn the hard way" before he hops down off the apron and begins to walk up the ramp. The crowd boos him loudly as security walks besides him. Andrew pauses and looks back at Serious, who tells him to bring it on, but Andrew sighs and walks up the ramp.]

Nelson: Andrew's just going to leave? He's not going to cause a problem?

Hart: Huh. Maybe he does care about his job.

Nelson: Well regardless, at the very least, Johnny Serious has the cWo World Championship in his hands!

["Elevation" cues on the PA again and Johnny Serious holds his championship belt above his head, but he keeps his eyes locked on Andrew as "The Comeback Kid" just keeps shaking his head as he makes his way to the back.]

[Backstage, Lou V Rictor is standing by the “Refreshment” table, putting a couple little cheese and meat samples onto a plate.]

Rictor: Hmm, alittle of this, Some Chedder...Mozzarella.. Damn, Driven gets best stuff...

Thaddeus: I wouldn't eat that if I were you... It'll upset your new diet...

[Rictor turns his head and sees the older gent of the CWO Thaddeus Walker.]

Rictor: My What?

Thaddeus: Oh, I have heard it, I heard the word, Young Lou...

Rictor: Yes, we've all heard the word, and its the bird... Look, take a hike, I need something to hold myself over till later tonight...

Thaddeus: I don't know much about birds, but I do know the lord has called me through this communication device I have, and he told me YOU need some special training...So, I am taking you under my wing!

Rictor: Wait... You heard the lord... through your cell phone... and now your putting me on a training program?

Thaddeus: Thats the idea, Yessir it is...

[A grin slowly grows on Rictor's face]

Rictor: Thats wonderful! You have no idea how glad I am that it, I mean, You heard the word! When can we start!?

Thaddeus: Right now! First, vertical one thumb pushups, then, you need to put some muscle on! Like me!

[He shows off his 1920s “in shape out of shape” physique!]

Thaddeus: A few Bacon sandwiches with some corned beef hash on the side will do your body good! Now let’s go!

[Thaddeus grabs Rictor by the arm and begins to pull him off screen.]

Nelson: Well Folks, we have two new fighting champions, and both will be putting their belts on the line!

Hart: Bah! Why give it away from free?

Nelson: Up first, we’ll see our new Women’s Champion take on Mad Maddie!

[“Barroom Hero” by the Dropkick Murphys briefly plays over the arena, as Mad Maddie walks out from backstage. She has a beer bottle in hand and is motioning an invisible belt around her waist. Once in the middle of the ring, she sets her drink down and yells for Chastity to just get out here.]

Dixon: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the cWo’s Women’s title. Introducing first, hailing from Waterburry Conneticut, weighing in at one hundred thirty pounds… Mad Maddie!

Nelson: It looks like Maddie is eager for Chastity to get out here.

Hart: She just wants her title!

Nelson: I’ll admit she has been quite impressive lately, it’ll be interesting to see how this brawler deals with the sheer power of Chastity.

[Suddenly, the lights go down in the arena. Suddenly, the theme from T2: Judgement Day composed by Brad Fiedel begins to play as shots of Chastity McGavin are shown on the cWo-tron. With the lights on the rampway dimmed, she appears with a spotlight on her. She holds the title on her waist. As the lights go up she lifts her title in the air to the applause of the crowd. She slowly walks to the ring, staring at Mad Maddie who is still cussing at Chastity from inside the ring. At the bottom of the walkway, she holds her title up with both hands as a series of fireworks go off on the stage. She swings it back on her left shoulder and hops onto the apron.]

Dixon: And her opponent, weighing in at one hundred fifty five pounds, from Portland, Oregon. She is the cWo Women’s Champion: Chastity McGavin!

Nelson: And here she is: Our new Women’s champion and I have to say it is a long time coming. Apparently it also inspired a change in music as well.

Hart: She shouldn’t be celebrating yet, she can easily lose the title right here tonight.

Nelson: That can very well be the case, but you saw what she could do at Cyberslam in one of the hardest matches of her life. She isn’t going to let go of the title easily.

[The moment she steps into the ring, Maddie starts pounding on her making her drop the title. Aaron Blake takes it and hands it to Donna Dixon.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: Maddie immediately takes control with shots to a ducking Chastity. She follows up with boots to the ribs of Chastity and then sends her to the ropes and follows up with a clothesline.

Hart: Talk about waiting for something, she has been wanting to prove she is championship potential forever.

[Chastity leans on the ropes and Maddie follows up with chops to her chest. She then hits more kicks to her sides. Next up she performs a bull dog. She flips off Chastity and then goes back onto stomping on her.]

Nelson: Maddie takes advantage early on and it doesn’t look like she is going to let up here.

Hart: She has something that I don’t think Chastity can match and that is aggression! The problem is that Chastity has nothing to be mad about anymore.

Nelson: What is Maddie doing?

[Mad Maddie goes to one of the corners and tears off the pad revealing the steel turnbuckle. Aaron Blake yells at her but she just yells back.]

Hart: She isn’t one for the rules there Joel! She is used to real fights!

Nelson: Mad Maddie grabs Chastity and tosses her to the turnbuckle, but Chastity stops herself and ducks an attacking Maddie. Maddie stops herself from hitting the turnbuckle but once she turns around she gets welcomed by a huge Western Lariat that inevertently sends her into the exposed steel.

[Aaron Blake looks at her and she shrugs like she didn’t mean for that happen.]

Nelson: I think Blake is going to allow that because I don’t think that was planned. She follows up with a rolling Liberation uppercut to Maddie. Maddie falls backwards and then gets hit with a neckbreaker across the knee. Chastity now with the cover.

ONE

TWO

Hart: It’ll take more than that to take out a bar room brawler.

[Chastity pulls Maddie back up and starts hitting her with punches but Chastity fights back with punches of her own. Soon they are trading blows. But Maddie hits Chastity with a blow to the kidney followed by a Russian leg sweep.]

Nelson: Maddie is really holding her own here. Maybe her brawling style really is taking Chastity by surprise.

Hart: Of course it is.

Nelson: Maddie pulls her up and goes for the DDT but Chastity blocks it and hits a cutthroat neckbreaker instead. She pulls her up by the hair and tosses her to the ropes and nails Maddie with a bicycle kick.

[Chastity then hops over the ropes and onto the apron. She goes for the bra burner but Maddie quickly ducks out of the way and into the corner. Chastity falls on her ass.]

Hart: Maddie is more tactical than you thought eh?

Nelson: Jumping out of the way is not tactical. She should really go for the offense here but instead she is leaving the ring?

Hart: There is a plan here.

ONE

TWO

[As Chastity gets up, Maddie goes to grab her beer bottle.]

Hart: See! Maddie’s plan is to…

Nelson: Get loaded?

Hart: It’s a good plan!

THREE

FOUR

[As Maddie downs the beverage, Chastity slides out of the ring and stumbles towards the bar room brawler.]

Nelson: Uh oh! Here comes Chastity to ruin her drinking!

FIVE

SIX

[Maddie finishes up the bottle and sees Chastity charging at her. Without thinking at all, Maddie throws the beer bottle right at Chastity head! Chastity falls backwards as Aaron Blake sees everything!]

Nelson: What the hell?

Hart: What the hell?

DING DING DING

[Maddie looks at a downed McGavin and realizes that she just cost herself the match. She starts screaming at Aaron Blake.]

Maddie: I WASN’T IN THE RING!

Nelson: Dammit! Chastity is down all because Maddie’s mentality!

Hart: What is that supposed to mean?

Nelson: It means that Maddie is a violent ruthless pain in the ass!

Hart: It was a mistake! Do you really think she wanted to lose the title match?

Nelson: No! I’m not sure what she was thinking, but her first instinct should have not been to hit her with a beer bottle.

Dixon: Here is your winner due to a disqualification and STILL Women’s champion: Chastity McGavin

[Maddie looks at Chastity, who is bleeding from her forehead and smiles a little bit. She motions that the belt will still be hers.]

Nelson: Chastity is tough but I don’t think she planned on getting hit with an illegal object such as a bottle.

Hart: She is the woman’s champion she needs to be prepared for anything.

[Maddie backs up the ramp only looking regretful that the rules prevented her from winning the match.]

Nelson: It’s time for our first break of the night! We’ll be right back with more cWo Driven!

[Commercial]

[Backstage, Chastity McGavin is being stitched up without any sort of emotion on her face. The paramedic finishes the stitch on her forehead. He smiles at her.]

Paramedic: There you go, ALL DONE!

[Chastity gets up sending the paramedic back. She snarls a bit as she grabs her title off of the table and throws it over her shoulder. She stomps out of the scene with great fury! The scene then switches back to Nelson and Hart.]

Nelson: You have to believe Chastity is giving chase to Madde. Let’s just hope she is out of the building.

Hart: She is just going to hit her with a bottle again.

["Green Grass and High Tides" by The Outlaws plays as a man in an oversized sweatshirt and black mask belly bumps the curtain open. He walks with a purpose down the aisle.]

Nelson: Wait a second, that's The Masked Lunatic!

Hart: Who?

Nelson: The former Deep South champion! He wrestled in the main event on Saturday!

Hart: Oh, I didn't watch that.

Nelson: You didn't watch cWo's new show?

Hart: It was Saturday night! I HAVE A LIFE OK?!!

Nelson: I just wonder what he's doing here on Driven!

Hart: Yeah those losers should stay on their own loser show!

[The Masked Lunatic climbs in the ring and takes the mic.]

Masked Lunatic: Cut the damn music!!!! Now looky here, Tony Allsome. I drove all the way up here to this fancy smansy yankee arena, away from my home in JACKSON, MISSISSIPPI fer one reason and one reason only! You ain't gonna run me outta this bidness!! I told you I wasn't lettin nobody take the belt off me, Mr. Allsome, now you, not Dee-Troit Jack, none of y'all! So nah I'm up here ta prove one thing to all y'all in see dubya, that I can take anyone y'all got! So Mr. Allsome, you wanna run us southern boys outta town, give us your best shot and send out whichever yankee carpetbagger you think can beat me!

[“Coming Undone” by Korn hits the loud speakers and out walks ASM onto the top of the ramp with mic in hand.]

Nelson: Uh oh…..

ASM: On behalf of the C “dubya” O, welcome to Driven whoever you are….

Hart: Hey, give him some respect. He’s the former Down South Champ!

Nelson: That’s DEEP South Champion, Robbie.

[ASM begins to smile and chuckle.]

ASM: While that mask does intimidate the hell out of me, I believe you issued a challenge which I am here to accept. In case you didn’t understand that, it means we’re going to have a yeehaw good ol’ wrasslin match ya sumbitch.

Hart: What blatant disrespect he’s showing to this masked…uh…guy.

Nelson: You’re killing me.

[ASM’s smirk disappears as he drops the mic and begins to slowly strut down the ramp towards a visibly nervous Masked Lunatic. ASM slides into the ring and starts to walk circles around the Masked Lunatic.]

[DING DING DING]

Nelson: It looks like we’ve got an impromptu match here.

Hart: ASM’s first official match back is against the Masked Lunatic? Talk about triumphant returns.

[The Masked Lunatic and ASM lock up. ASM throws him to the ground as the Masked Lunatic flips backwards.]

Nelson: Clearly superior strength exhibited by ASM right there.

Hart: Yeah, if you always walked around with an axe, you’d be strong, too. Those things are heavy.

[The Masked Lunatic charges ASM with a yell. He is met with a stiff clothesline that drops him down to the mat. ASM picks up the Lunatic and sends him hard into the turnbuckle followed up by a flying knee. The Masked Lunatic gets to his feet and is sent right back down with a big boot to the face. ASM walks to the center of the ring with a mocking yawn, arms held high.]

[“Seven Nation Army” by the White Stripes begins to blast over the PA system. The “Grim Reaper” Ron Wilkins emerges through the curtains and walks towards the ring.]

Nelson: It looks like ASM isn’t the only one who can interrupt a match.

Hart: Can’t these guys watch from the back? There are monitors back there.

Nelson: Man, Wilkins is a mountain of a man.

[ASM’s focus immediately shifts to Ron Wilkins who walks down the ramp, not taking his eyes off of ASM. Wilkins walks around the ring and heads towards the announce table.]

Nelson: It seems we are going to get some company at the announcer’s table.

Hart: I’m going to feel like a 3 year old with Wilkins sitting next to me.

[Wilkins puts on a headset and takes a seat next to Hart and Nelson.]

RW: Hope you guys don’t mind…..wait, I don’t care. I needed a front row seat for this. I mean, he thinks he can just come out unannounced not once, but twice during my matches. Who does he think he is?

Hart: That’s what I’m saying. The nerve of him….

Nelson: Your nose is turning brown, Robbie.

[Realizing the referee and ASM are still occupied with Wilkins, the Masked Lunatic scores a low blow. ASM goes to one knee in pain as the Masked Lunatic begins to stomp away. He kicks ASM a few times before having to take a breather holding onto the ropes.]

Hart: It looks like the Masked Lunatic needs to hit the gym.

[ASM regains his composure and gets back to both feet. The Masked Lunatic tries to exchange blows, but is quickly overtaken. ASM sends the Lunatic into the ropes and hits a big back body drop. ASM stomps away angrily and then brings him to his feet. The Masked Lunatic takes a big swing, which ASM ducks. ASM grabs the Lunatic and sends him crashing to the mat with a German suplex. ASM heads to the turnbuckle and begins to climb.]

Nelson: The big man is going to climb the ladder.

RW: Big man? The only big man worth a damn around here is ME! I’ve been dominating this place lately and I don’t need any foreign object do it either.

[Perched on the turnbuckle, ASM flies through the air and lands a body splash on the downed Masked Lunatic. ASM mounts the Masked Lunatic and begins to land strike after strike. ASM brings him to his feet and sets him up for a piledriver. He flexes to the crowd and then delivers the piledriver to a now limp Masked Lunatic. ASM goes for the cover.]

Nelson: The fans are loving this. This should do it.

Hart: You’re underestimating the Masked Lunatic.

ONE

TWO

[ASM lifts the Masked Lunatic’s shoulder purposely.]

Nelson: I think that would have been it, but maybe he wants to show just how much pain he can inflict.

Hart: What a Neanderthal.

RW: It doesn’t matter because no one can compare to me. No one can replicate the things I do in the ring. So, he can attempt to intimidate me, but who do you think is really going to come out on top when he decides to stop attacking me out of nowhere and face me one on one in the ring?

Nelson: Well ASM is a rea…….

[Wilkins interrupts.]

RW: That’s right, the “Grim Reaper” will.

[The Masked Lunatic gets to his feet as ASM dares him to strike. ASM whips the Masked Lunatic into the ropes hard. ASM chops away at Lunatic’s chest. He rips off the Lunatic’s tattered shirt revealing his unflattering gut. ASM chops away until the Lunatic falls in the corner. ASM once again stomps away.]

Hart: This is like a one sided bar brawl.

Nelson: There doesn’t seem to be much fight left in the Masked Lunatic.

Hart: Much left? I didn’t know there was any to begin with. Look at that gut!

[The Masked Lunatic staggers to his feet visibly winded. He attempts one last bleak charge, but runs right into a powerslam that shakes the entire ring.]

Nelson: What a great show of strength by ASM powerslamming the near 300 pounder.

Hart: Nelson….we have company ::cough cough::

RW: You thought that was impressive? Well…uh….it wasn’t! He couldn’t do that to me. I’m unbeatable!

Nelson: Didn’t you get counted out last week?

[Wilkins pounds on the table loudly.]

RW: That was a fluke and you know it! As far as I’m concerned it never happened.

Hart: Next time you make him angry, make sure I’m not sitting next to him…..I think I just wet myself….

[ASM brings the Masked Lunatic to his feet once again. ASM points at Wilkins, who stands at the announcer’s table. ASM grabs the Masked Lunatic by the throat, lifts him high into the air, and sends him down with an incredible crash.]

Nelson: AXESASSINATOR!!!

[ASM puts one foot on the Masked Lunatic’s chest for the cover.]

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!

[DING DING DING]

Benson: Here is your winner…………A-S-M!!!!!!

Nelson: An absolute dominating victory by ASM here on Driven.

Hart: Bah! I’d like to see him do that to a certain giant to my right.

RW: …………….

Hart: Cat got your tongue big guy?

[Wilkins shoots a piercing stare at Hart.]

Hart: Sorry….

[ASM struts around the ring and then signals for a mic.]

ASM: Like I said Wilkins, you don’t know half of what I am capable of. Now, I’ve had enough of the threats and trash talking, which I’m sure you did plenty of sitting at that announcer’s table. So, since I don’t think you deserve to face me one on one just yet…….NEXT WEEK…..you find yourself a partner. I’ll find myse…..

[ASM stops midsentence as he gazes out into the crowd.]

ASM: I was going to say I’ll find myself a partner, but screw it. I don’t trust anyone worth a damn around here, so I figure I’ll just take you and your little partner on by myself.

[The crowd goes wild.]

[Wilkins snatches the ring announcer’s mic out of his hand.]

RW: I know it would be the admirable thing to say I’ll just face you myself, but the way I see it, if you’re dumb enough to want to face two guys at once……so be it. Next week, your little comeback ENDS!!!

[“Seven Nation Army” by the White Stripes kicks in as Ron Wilkins drop his mic and walks around the ring. He slowly backs his way up the ramp stopping at the top to flex and taunt ASM.]

Nelson: Next week on Driven, ASM has challenged Ron Wilkins and a partner to a handicap match. What courage.

Hart: Courage? How about stupidity? You saw Wilkins sitting here. He’s going to destroy him. I can’t wait.

[Tiffany Tolberg stands backstage with the microphone up to her face.]

Tolberg: With me now is a man who is about to make his debut this Saturday at Full Throttle in the mini tournament to crown the new Television Champion. His name is Sledge “The Hammer” Rockwell!

[The camera pans out to reveal a middle aged bleach blonde man in green spandex tights and a green jacket with tassles hanging down from it. He has an intense look under his facepaint. He begins to speak loudly into the mic.]

Rockwell: Let me say something Tiffany, I’ve been fighting up and down this great country for several years. From the West coast to the East Coast. To the North to the South! Upside down and all around! You see I’ve been spreading the word! I’ve been speaking the truth to all the little Hammerheads. I have been fighting the good fight and I am now in a place that looks like it needs it the most: The Championship Wrestling Organization!

[He stomps his foot down.]

Rockwell: YEAH!

[He looks back at Tiffany then looks back at the camera.]

Rockwell: You see, I’ve been watching and waiting, waiting and watching! I’ve seen what has been going on this past year. The crimes committed against the good people and I’ve just been waiting for that call! You know, I finally got that call and didn’t hesitate to come on down and bring in a new generation of hero in cWo! While I came after this crisis, I am here to help protect the fans and the cWo itself from something like that ever happening again.

Tolberg: So, you are making your debut against the Masked Avenger on Saturday at Full Throttle in the first round in the television title tournament!

Rockwell: I respect all my opponents completely and that doesn’t stop with the Masked Avenger. But I will walk into that tournament and it doesn’t matter if your name is the Masked Avenger, Ethan Keith, or Mikey Impact. Whether you are young or up there with me. If you are tall, short. Blue eyes, brown eyes, or green eyes! IT WILL BE HAMMER TIME!

[Sledge makes a hammer motion over his head repeatedly as Tolberg looks at him a bit confused. He finishes up and sticks his tongue out to the camera!]

Tolberg: How will The Hammer fare in the TV Title tournament? Tune into cWo Full Throttle this Saturday to find out!

[Commercial.]

[Lana Lexington paces backstage. Suddenly, she’s approached by Jen Diamond.]

Diamond: Hey you.

Lana: Jen, Hi!

Diamond: I saw what happened the last few shows, rough.

Lana: Yeah…

Diamond: Listen, I know your Dad pretty well, I know how he can be a little hard to deal with!

Lana: He humiliated me in front of everyone! Twice!

Diamond: I know. And I have just the cure for it…

[She reaches into her gym bag and pulls out a tub of ice cream. ]

Diamond: What’dyou say? Girl Talk?

[Lana smiles, and the two of them walk down the hall towards a locker room.]

Guy Talk

[Notorious JON and Victor Emmit sit at on a loading dock. Victor E puffs a cigarette]
Notorious JON: And it’s simple as that. Anyone who knows anything about music knows that Eric Carr was ten times the drummer Peter Criss is!

Victor: Right on, man.

Notorious JON: Totally! You can’t like rep the army but not give The Fox his props!

Victor: It’s like picking Sykes over Lynott.

Notorious JON: Don’t get me started!

[Victor looks around, nervously.]

Victor: So, you like Catcher in the Rye?

Notorious JON: The book? Sure.

Victor: So you’re down with Holden?

Notorious JON: What?

Victor: I’m Holden Caufield right now.

[He reaches for something in his pocket, but suddenly Notorious JON jumps to his feet.]

Notorious JON: Holy Crap!

[He jumps off the loading dock and cuts across the parking lot, stopping at a young fan getting out of a red 1979 Camaro.]

Notorious JON: That is a bitchin ride!

Fan Um…. Thanks..

Notorious JON: How much do you want for it?

Fan: Well, I..

Notorious JON: Name your price!

Fan: I don’t think you want it, Sir. It’s got some miles on it..

Notorious JON: So do I!

Fan: It’s only got an 8 track. And a tape is stuck in it!

Notorious JON: …Which tape?

Nelson: We got a packed show folks, if you like what you've seen so far we're just getting started. This next match should be very interesting given the events from last week, but before we get to that we have Tiffany Tolberg in the ring, take it away Tiffany.

[In the ring stands cWo journalist Tiffany Tolberg with a mic in hand.]

Tolberg: Are you having a good time tonight Hartford?

[The fans cheer in approval.]

Tolberg: Alright! So am I! Johnny Serious is in action tonight!

[Fans get even louder in support of cWo's World Champion.]

Tolberg: We have plenty of action to come. Right now I'm asking you to help me welcome Barrett Hawk and Giant Maxx!

[Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Simple Man" hits the PA system which is met with a warm reception. In his ring attire, Barrett Hawk comes out of the entrance way, with a somber looking Giant Maxx following after.]

Nelson: One thing is for certain, in that Giant Maxx and Barrett Hawk were put through a lot of emotional turmoil last week.

Hart: And I'm in trouble Joel!

Nelson: Why is that.

Hart: I forgot my hardhat at home! You know, and I was just watching some real eye opening videos on safety in the work place!

Nelson: Relax, will ya? What could happen to you?

Hart: How can you be sure with Giant Maxx around? He's volatile! Just the slightest glance could-

Nelson: Enough!

[Hawk and Maxx enter the ring, as he shakes Tiffany Tolberg's hand as the music fades out.]

Tolberg: Mr. Hawk.

[Hawk nods his head.]

Tolberg: I hate to put you on the spot in front of this live audience, but the end of last week's Driven had everyone with many questions. If we can just take a look at what happened.

[The fans in attendance turn their attention to the big screen as we see footage from last week's Driven.]

[Maxx methodically paces back to Mr. Rich at the stage area.]

Nelson: What's he gonna do?...

[The fans gasp as Maxx picks Mr. Rich up in a gorilla press slam position.]

Hart: Oohh no. Nooo noo noo..

[A recovered Barrett Hawk catches up with security, several paces away from Maxx as he's heard shouting "MAXX! MAXX! PUT HIM DOWN! PUT HIM DOWN RIGHT NOW."]

Nelson: Even Hawk, for as much as he hates Mr. Rich does not want to see this happening.

[Maxx sustains the gorilla press position as Hawk continues to convince Maxx to let him go. Evette and Logan stand behind Hawk as Maxx looks conflicted and physically exhausting himself trying to calm down. He freaks out as he tosses Rich forward.]

Nelson: NO!

[Rich's body flies forward he lands on a pile of spare wood that looks to have been spare material from the announce table, and electrical wires. The replay ends as we return to the ring with Tolberg, Maxx and Hawk. Hawk pats his arm around a regretful looking Giant Maxx as Tolberg continues.]

Tolberg: Mr. Hawk, it's easy to see there's a strong bond be...tween....

[As Tolberg speaks she slows down as Hawk puts his hand on her shoulder and is seen saying "Ms. Tolberg...please..." as he takes the mic from her.]

Hawk: Ms. Tolberg. With all due respect, if this were my first time talkin' about last week since it happened I'd be more than happy to answer any of your questions. But the fact of the matter is this ain't the first, second, third or fourth, I haven't had the time to think of anything else. I've apologized about a dozen times, and yes I am sorry. We're...sorry.

[There's a few portions of the audience who boo the apology as Hawk continues.]

Hawk: Mr. Rich...you ask me, karma's had its eye on him for a long time. I spent the last week talking to Tony Awesome about it, and I tell you Maxx here was this close.

[Hawk inches his index finger and thumb close together.]

Hawk: This close to being out of a job, and it took me gamblin' my career on the fact that this'll never happen again. Maxx learned from his mistakes, I'm a man of my word and I made a promise not let Maxx make the same mistake.

[Barrett Hawk hands the mic back to Tiffany Tolberg, when "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begins to play over the P.A. system as we see "The Canadian Gigolo" Mike Logan emerge from behind the curtain wearing a long sleeveless black and red rhinestone robe with red and black short wrestling trunks plus sunglasses and Mary-Joe Wolf and Sabrina Swallows to each side of him. Logan doesn't look to be in a smiling mood as he stares straight down the ring as he makes his way out.]

Nelson: Some heartfelt words from Barrett Hawk. Bold of him to put his career on the line to save that of Giant Maxx's.

Hart: Yeah yeah real nice of him to take responsibility. How responsible of him to bring Maxx back out here when there are ladies present!

Nelson: Both men are clearly regretful of the whole situation.

Hart: You said it last week, it was like Maxx morphed into the Incredible Hulk, he had no control over himself, he's explosive! He can't be trusted! I shouldn't even be talking, do you think he hears me?

Nelson: You're being ridiculous.

[Mike Logan gets in the ring, while Sabrina Swallows and Mary Joe wait outside. Mary Joe holds Logan's belt as Logan is seen in the ring looking past Barrett Hawk, speaking offensively toward Giant Maxx.]

Hart: Leave it to Logan to keep things real.

Nelson: Mike Logan obviously feels he has a score to settle with Giant Maxx.

Hart: Are you kidding me? He watched his best friend get tossed like a shot putt!

[Hawk steps in Logan's face, trying to keep his focus on the match at hand, but Logan sidesteps as he continues to speak his mind to Maxx.]

Nelson: Did the United States Champion not hear the apology?

Hart: Well how would you feel if your best friend was tossed off the stage area?

[Hawk steps in Logan's face again, Logan slaps Hawk in the face, which prompts Hawk to punch him in the face with a right hand that knocks him down. Hector Garcia calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: Not a wise move on Mike Logan's part.

Hart: Hey I thought Hawk said he was sorry?

Nelson: Not sorry enough to take Mike Logan's abuse.

[Logan gets back to his feet, only to be body slammed by Barrett Hawk.]

Hart: Hector Garcia needs to restart this match, we need a clean slate!

Nelson: Logan cast the first stone.

[As Logan gets back to his feet, Hawk furiously backs him against the ropes and whips him to the opposite side.]

Nelson: He hits the ropes and...big back body drop to bring the United States Champion down!

[Logan nurses his back as he lies on the mat, slowly he rises to his feet, when Hawk meets him with a right handed snap jab.]

Nelson: Barrett Hawk follows up with some rapid fire right hands.

[Logan's knees begin to buckle as Hawk confronts him with some stern right hands, and follows with a haymaker to knock him down.]

Hart: Hasn't he terrorized Logan enough?

Nelson: Here's the pin.

ONE

Nelson: Only one.

[Hawk helps Logan to his feet, he hits Logan with a european uppercut that sends Logan walking with his back turned to Hawk, trying to create some distance.]

Nelson: Hawk and Logan are no strangers to one another in the ring I'll tell you that.

[Hawk hits another european uppercut on Logan, sending him back into a corner.]

Nelson: They've squared off a number of times without one bout ever being any less heated than the last, and this is no exception.

[Barrett Hawk begins ramming his shoulder into the gut of Mike Logan.]

Hart: If Hawk would stop terrorizing Mike Logan maybe there wouldn't be so much tension every time they face each other!

Nelson: You're talking about a guy who's planted a lip lock on Barrett Hawk's girlfriend.

Hart: Giant Maxx might have crippled Logan's best friend!

Nelson: And it weighs on Barrett Hawk and Maxx as it does Logan's conscience.

Hart: After the fact, how convenient.

[Hawk then snapmares Logan to the mat, following up with a quick kneedrop to the head, as he goes for a pin.]

ONE

Nelson: Almost two.

[Logan rolls to his chest as he attempts to crawl away from Hawk. Hawk, to his feet, follows after and grabs him by the right foot.]

Nelson: Hawk not letting what's transpired get in the way of his performance in the ring as he's looking good in its early going.

[Logan brings himself up to his one foot, as he hops on his left looking at Hawk. Hawk pulls him in and hits a single leg takedown.]

Nelson: And Hawk going for the Texas Cloverleaf!

[Mike Logan squirms frantically as the fans rally in support of Hawk, but Logan grabs the ropes, as he wraps his whole body around the bottom rope for dear life.]

Nelson: Logan's got more than enough rope to warrant a break.

Hart: The helplessness of Logan. Look what Hawk and Maxx are doing to him!

Nelson: It's the same Mike Logan I've come to know.

[Garcia backs Hawk off as Logan climbs to his feet, as Hawk returns to Logan, he's met with a quick poke to the eyes.]

Nelson: A poke to the eyes, let's hear you defend that Robbie!

Hart: He was helping adjust Logan's contact lenses!

Nelson: Hawk doesn't wear contact lenses!

Hart: Someone should notify Mike Logan that Hawk doesn't wear contact lenses!

[Logan wraps around Hawk, and takes him down with a back suplex.]

Nelson: Alright...Logan using the advantage hitting a back suplex to bring Hawk down.

[Logan goes for a pin.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Scores a two.

[Logan sits Hawk up as he applies a reverse chinlock.]

Nelson: Chinlock applied as the ball falls in Logan's court.

Hart: Do you think Mr. Rich is watching this?

Nelson: I have no doubt in my mind. Moments ago I was just informed that we'll be seeing Mr. Rich this Saturday on the world debut of cWo Full Throttle and getting an update on his condition.

Hart: I'm almost afraid to know.

[Logan quickly releases the pressure of the hold as he drives his knee sternly in Hawk's back. Hawk grimaces in pain as Logan kicks back and drives another knee into his back, before returning to the pressure of the chinlock.]

Hart: Hawk's gonna have a bed next to Mr. Rich if this continues.

[Hawk uses all his strength to pull out of the chinlock, as he crawls towards the ropes. Logan gets up, and presses Hawk back down with a leaping stomp.]

Nelson: Yes, the tide's quickly turned in Logan's favor following two fingers to the eyes.

[Logan leaps off the bottom rope as he lands down hard, seated against Hawk's back.]

Hart: Oh come on, Hawk's no saint Joel!

Nelson: You're not gonna let anyone forget what happened last week are you?

[Logan leaps again, landing again on the back of Barrett Hawk.]

Hart: You can't turn a blind eye to a wrestling travesty!

[He then rests his knee against the back of Hawk, who grabs the ropes tightly, prompting Garcia to count up to four, before Logan releases the pressure. Logan brings Hawk up to his knees, as he presses his neck against the second rope, Hawk is brought face to face with Maxx, as Logan shouts "look at him! Look at him Maxx! This is your fault!"]

Nelson: Logan stop it!

[Fans boo as Giant Maxx shies away from Logan's abuse. Following a count to four Hector Garcia physically restrains Logan from Hawk. With Garcia's back turned Mary-Joe slaps Hawk in the face.]

Nelson: Would it kill him to fight fair?

Hart: This is what Giant Maxx does to people!

Nelson: Well Logan doesn't do a great job painting a picture of himself as the victim here.

[Logan paces around the ring, with his back facing Hawk, he gyrates his hips to the audience, who continues to boo the scene.]

Nelson: As seen here, it's extremely hard to feel sympathy for this man.

Hart: It's pretty easy to be jealous of him though isn't it.

Nelson: I can't say I envy him.

Hart: Two women and a title, what more do you need?

Nelson: Let's focus on the match at hand why don't we.

[Logan catches up with Hawk, who agonizingly reaches his feet. Logan places him in a front facelock, as he braces Hawk for a suplex.]

Nelson: Looks like we're gonna get a suplex here.

[Hawk hooks his foot around Logan's, resisting the suplex.]

Nelson: Hawk puts the brakes on it.

[Logan tries again, but Hawk continues to resist.]

Nelson: Logan's gonna have to try something else here, because this isn't working.

[Logan tries a third time, but Hawk spins out of it while gripping Logan's right arm and takes him down with an arm drag.]

Nelson: Hawk still has a trick or two!

[Logan gets back up, as he charges into another armdrag.]

Nelson: Barrett with a second wind!

[Hawk and Logan get up again, as Hawk charges and takes Logan down with a double forearm tackle.]

Hart: Ah!

[Hawk helps Logan to his feet, and quickly whips him to the ropes.]

Nelson: Irish whip!

[Hawk bends down, preparing for a move when Logan hooks himself to the ropes to prevent it. Quickly, Hawk acts, clotheslining him to the outside.]

Nelson: And he's out of there with a clothesline!

[Fans cheer as Logan falls to the mat, Sabrina Swallows and Mary-Joe immediately tend to him.]

ONE

Hart: This isn't good for Logan! Oh my god lookout! Get out of there girls!

TWO

[With a loud shriek both Mary-Joe and Sabrina run away from Logan, as Giant Maxx approaches him. He tends to Logan, helping him to his feet.]

THREE

Hart: I should've brought my hardhat!

Nelson: Enough alright? He's helping the guy.

FOUR

[Maxx brings Logan to his feet, brushing him off, when Logan pushes him aggressively and shouts "get the hell away from me!"]

FIVE

Nelson: Come on, he was trying to help!

[Logan shoves him again, when Hawk rushes outside and kicks Logan in the stomache to the enjoyment of the fans, before rolling him back in the ring.]

Hart: What a cheap shot!

[Hawk turns to Giant Maxx, trying to settle him down as he shouts "I WAS TRYING TO HELP!" Hawk turns from Maxx as he goes to enter the ring.]

Nelson: Hawk now casting all diversions aside to focus on the match.

[On the apron, Hawk bends over to get into the ring, but is met with a kick to the chest by Logan.]

Hart: Too little too late!

[Logan catches Hawk in a front face lock, as his legs hang over the second rope.]

Nelson: Looks like Logan just caught Hawk in the EGO STROKE!

[Logan hits his trademark swinging neckbreaker on Hawk, planting him on the mat. He pulls him away from the ropes and pins him.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

[Maxx puts his hands on his head as his eyes widen in shock. "The Stroke" plays as Logan sits on his knees with his hands held high.]

Hart: Well chalk up another mistake at the hands of Giant Maxx!

Nelson: Poor Maxx really meant well here. He's really trying hard to save face.

[Logan exits the ring, as he greets his women, taking his belt back from Mary-Joe Wolf.]

Hart: Trying is the key word here. Now not even Barrett Hawk can defend him!

Nelson: It was an honest mistake.

Hart: How many "honest" mistakes is a guy entitled to?

[Maxx gets in the ring as he tends to a defeated Barrett Hawk, as Sabrina Swallows and Mary-Joe Wolf restrain Logan from re-entering the ring.]

[Commercial]

[Backstage we see Tony Awesome working at his desk, he's reviewing some papers when there's a knock on the door. Awesome responds without taking his eyes off the paper.]

Awesome: Come in..

[We hear the door opening. After a moment Awesome takes his eyes off his paper, when a look of disgust appears on his face and he stands up. The camera pans out to see an apologetic looking John Pilchard.]

Pilchard: Look, I know what you must be thinking and I don't blame you.

Awesome: How's your book coming along?

Pilchard: *Laughs nervously*........*chuckles again* look...I changed my mind about the book, you know, I had a new idea for a column, and you're gonna love this! A historical documentation on Johnny Serious' rise to Championship glory, a real-

Awesome: You know I should have fired you a long time ago.

Pilchard: Are you kidding me? C'mon I had no choice, Heretic breathing down my neck, I had to pick a side, you know I love it here!

Awesome: What you did you might as well've called...how did Nelson put it? War profiteering?

Pilchard: That's a little extreme.

Awesome: Give me one good reason-

Pilchard: Okay okay okay okay look, I'm sorry, alright? I was wrong. I bet on the wrong horse. I'm in deep, I know.

Awesome: I don't think that's gonna-

Pilchard: Wait! Wait! I'll retire as a journalist!

Awesome: ...

Pilchard: I'll retire as a journalist! I'll manage! I'll go back to managing full time!

Awesome: Manage who?

Pilchard: I'll figure it out! I brought you Nick Dangerous! I helped Johnny Serious! I'll make you a star! I'll never print another word! I'll cancel my internet service!

Awesome: Alright...you have one month to see if anyone even wants you.

Pilchard: Thank you. Thank you so much, you won't regret it. I'll have your next Cyberslam main event good and ready for next year.

Awesome: Just get out of here.

Pilchard: Of course. Of course!

[The scene cuts to Joel and Robbie at ringside.]

Nelson: We’re back! Up next is a match between two men who have been close allies recently..

Hart: Yeah, aligned by their suckage!

Nelson: Well, tonight they square off for a shot at the new US Champion, Mike Logan!

Dixon: The following contest is to determine the number one contender for the United States championship!

Nelson: This should be one hell of a match Robbie. I have been looking forward to it all week.

Hart: I have been dreading it. The fans may like these guys but I will never understand why.

[A picture of the Earth appears on the cWo tron. It explodes as pyro goes out in the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as “Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva begins to play]

Dixon: Introducing first weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds, from Allen Park Michigan, MuuuuRuuuu!!!!

[Muru walks out through the fog and down the ramp. On the way to the ring he slaps the hands of a few fans before sliding into the ring. Once in the ring he raises his hand and the crowd cheers him]

Nelson: Muru looks focused and ready for this match.

Hart: I was hoping he wouldn’t show up.

Dixon: And his opponent, weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds, from Atlantic City, New Jersey…Devon Dice!!!!

[Clutch's "Electric Worry" plays as Devon Dice emerges from the curtain with his arms raised. The crowd cheers as Dice walks to the ring]

Nelson: The fans have been behind Dice for the past few months. They really love their Lord of Punishment.

Hart: That is fitting because watching him wrestle is punishment for me.

[Dice enters the ring as his music dies down]

DING DING DING

Nelson: This one is underway and both Muru and Dice are face to face in the center of the ring. Muru reaches out his hand and Dice shakes it in a great sign of mutual respect.

Hart: Respect or not this is a big match. There is no room for it if either of these men want to be the next United States champion.

[Dice and Muru look up and Dice takes control with a side headlock. He his wrenching on the neck of Muru and Muru is trying to fight him off with elbows to the midsection]

Nelson: Dice in early control here. Muru tries to throw Dice off and into the ropes but to no avail. Dice really has him locked up tight.

Hart: It is a simple headlock and Dice is smiling to the crowd like he just hit some amazing maneuver.

[Muru tries another plan of escape and lifts Dice off of his feet before dropping him onto his back with a suplex. Muru follows that up with a quick elbow drop followed by another. He then applies a headlock of his own]

Nelson: Muru not giving Dice a taste of his own medicine.

Hart: Yeah if the medicine is boredom.

[With the headlock still applied Dice gets to his feet. He pushed Muru off and into the ropes. As Muru comes off the ropes Dice goes for a clothesline but it is ducked. Muru then springboards off the middle rope and hits Dice with a forearm sending him to the mat]

Nelson: Muru uses his speed and agility and sends Dice to the mat. With Dice down Muru climbs to the outside apron and leaps over the top and hit’s a leg drop.

Hart: Is it wrong for me to hope he slips and falls when he uses the ropes?

Nelson: What do you think?

Hart: No…?

[Muru has the arm of Dice extended and is pulling back on it trying for a submission. Dice is able to power out of it and he gets to his feet grabbing his arm]

Nelson: The two men lock up again and Muru is working the arm of Dice. Dice rolls out of it behind Muru. He brings Muru to the mat and delivers an elbow to Muru’s back. He brings Muru to his feet and hit’s a suplex.

Hart: Pin him Dice!

Nelson: Since when have you been a fan?

Hart: I’m not. I just want this torture to end.

[Dice hits an inverted atomic drop on Muru and follows it up with a standing dropkick]

Nelson: Nice display of athleticism by Devon Dice there. He picks Muru up and slams him to the mat and locks in a chin lock driving his knee into the back of Muru.

Hart: I think he is going to tap Joel.

Nelson: Wishful thinking on your part.

[Muru fights to his feet and turns around but is taken back to the mat with a drop toe hold. As Muru gets to his feet Dice locks in a full nelson and slams him to the mat. He goes for a cover]

ONE

TWO…

Nelson: Muru kicks out. I thought Dice might have it there.

Hart: He could have but as always Muru is pesky. It is a character flaw of his.

Nelson: Dice is back to his feet and is waiting for Muru to get to his feet. He goes for a super kick but Muru ducks. Muru with a quick Russian leg sweep and then uses the ropes again to his a moonsault. He goes for the pin…

ONE

TWO...

Hart: Damn! Thought it was over.

Nelson: Dice kicks out and by the look on his face Muru thought he had it.

[Muru pulls Dice up and tries to send him into the corner. It is reversed and Muru hit’s the near corner. Dice then drives a shoulder into the midsection of Muru]

Nelson: Dice now setting Muru on the top rope. He is going for a super plex and he hits it! Dice drapes his arm over the chest of Muru…

ONE

TWO

TH…

Hart: Come on Dice! Hook the leg…I mean how hard is it?

Nelson: That took a lot of Dice as well. He is now making his way to the top rope. He leaps and Muru is able to get his leg up and catch Dice under then chin!

Hart: He took too much time Joel.

Nelson: Nice observation…

[Muru gets to his feet and hit’s a swinging neck breaker on Dice]

Nelson: Dice takes a trip Around the World and Muru now goes for the cover…

ONE

TWO

THR…

Hart: You have to be kidding me. Will this ever end?

Nelson: I sure it will eventually. But neither of these men have any quit in them.

[Both men make their way to their feet and the crowd roars in approval]

Nelson: What is this? Mike Logan is making his way to the ring. He has no business out here Robbie!

Hart: Of course he does. He will be facing one of these men for the United States title. Logan is doing the smart thing and getting a front row seat for the action.

Nelson: Then why wasn’t he here for the start of the match?

Hart: He had some “action” of his own to take care of.

Nelson: That is more then I needed to know.

[Logan makes it to ringside while Muru and Dice are still going at it. Muru whips Dice into the turnbuckle and follows him in with a clothesline. He follows that up with a bulldog out of the corner. With Dice on the mat he turns his eyes towards Logan]

Nelson: Looks like Muru has noticed Logan out here.

Hart: Typical Muru losing focus. He should be capitalizing on the fallen Dice but he has he eyes glued on Logan like an idiot.

[Muru turns his focus back to Dice but receives a forearm to the midsection for his troubles. A quick DDT follows planting Muru on the mat]

Hart: See I told you! He just lost control.

Nelson: I admit Muru might have made a mistake there.

Hart: Might have?

[Dice looking to keep up the attack decides to come off the ropes. When he bounces off them his leg is grabbed by Logan which causes Dice to hit the mat face first]

Nelson: Logan grabs the leg of Dice and caused he to fall to the mat. He is back up now and he is livid. He is yelling at Logan who is just standing there with a what did I do expression.

Hart: It looked like Devon Dice just lost his footing.

Nelson: Dice is continuing to jaw back and forth with Logan and the referee is trying to gain control.

[Suddenly Jacob Baxter jumps over the guardrail carrying his chair with him. He enters the ring and cracks Muru over the head as he is coming to his feet. He then lies in wait for Dice to run around]

Nelson: No! Dice turns around and he gets hit with the chair as well. Both Muru and Dice have been taken out by Jacob Baxter.

Hart: It isn’t over Joel. He drives the chair into the midsection of Muru. I love it!

Nelson: The referee is calling for the bell. I don’t know how he is going to call this one.

Hart: Looks like he is throwing this one out. Brilliant! With no winner it means neither Dice or Muru get a shot at the United States title.

Nelson: Shows how much of a coward he is, and I wonder what role Baxter is playing in all of this.

Hart: He has had issues with Muru and Dice before, and that is enough for me.

[Baxter stands in the ring over the fallen Muru and Dice. He has a big wide grin on his face. He asks for a microphone and turns towards Logan who is standing ringside]

Jacob Baxter: Well look at this pretty little situation we have here?

[Logan nods happily and gives a thumbs up]

Baxter: Yea, I’m just as happy as you mate. But I’m gonna be much happier next week when I take that title off your waist. Nothing personal, d’you know what I mean? This is all per our agreement.

[Logan at this point asks for a mic of his own]

Mike Logan: Now hold on there, big fella. Mike Logan appreciates all Jacob Baxter can do for him. I’ll never forget that. I’ll also never forget that after all is said and done, the Logan-conda only looks out for one man, himself. Thanks for doing my dirty work, but you’re just as unworthy of fighting for this belt like those two other chumps you just knocked out.

[The look on Baxter’s face quickly changes as his eyes bulge and he looks ready to blow a fuse]

Baxter: You little wanker!

Logan: On the contrary, I have many, many, MANY witnesses who can tell you that is a bold face lie. I guess you’re jealous of more than just my title. Thank you for your help, Mr. Baxter.

[Mike Logan lets out a big laugh to himself and walks back towards the backstage area as Baxter stands in the ring, fists clenched, and fuming]

[Commercial break]

[Jen Diamond and Lana Lexington step out of the back entrance, both laughing.]

Lana: Thanks, Jen, I really needed that!

Diamond: Any time! See, I told you your dad was OK!

Lana: I can’t believe he did all that stuff!

Diamond: So do you forgive him?

Lana: He means well, so-

[Lana is interrupted as “Magic Carpet Ride” blasts and an engine revs. Lana and Jen turn to see the Camaro pull up, with Notorious JON behind the wheel and Victor E. in the passenger seat.]

Notorious JON: Lana! Check out my new set of wheels!

Lana: Oh My God..

Notorious JON: Pretty awesome, huh? Hop in, we’re going to Full Throttle!

Lana: We’re going all the way to Jackson in THAT?

Notorious JON: Hell yeah, ROAD TRIP!

[Lana looks over to Jen, mortified.]

Lana: Please come with me! You have to!

[Jen looks at the Camaro and thinks it over.]

Lana: I won’t make it.

Diamond: Fine. But I swear to God, if that Emmit guy doesn’t roll down his window…

[She’s interrupted by another loud rev of the engine.]

Diamond: You owe me for this.