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!

[The camera pans around the Bryce Jordan Center as fireworks go off from the ceiling shooting towards the stage. The stage alights on both sides, then fireworks erupt from both sides of the cWo tron. The camera then focuses on the crowd, highlighting such signs as “I supply Victor E ,“ ”Ched the champ? GET SERIOUS!” and “I’d rather be at Full Throttle” The camera then focuses on Joel Nelson and Robbie Hart seated at the announce position.]

Joel Nelson: Welcome to Penn State University! I’m Joel Nelson and I’m joined as always by Robbie Hart for an explosive night of cWo action here on Driven!

Robbie Hart: Explosive? Should we raise the alert level to redish-yellow?

Nelson: Folks, Total Control is coming up fast, and it’s already been revealed that for the first time ever, a cWo show will be entirely in your hands!

Hart: They already blew it on Full Throttle! A woman is in the hospital because of the fans! Who knows what’s going ot happen tonight? There’s a reason why cWo has a staff, and the fans are just fan!

Nelson: Regardless of how you feel, Robbie, we’ll be seeing a fan voted stipulation tonight! The fans have voted, and they granted Ron Wilkins the chance to select his own referee tonight in his match against Mac Johnson!

Hart: Nice going, Fans! Johnny Williams has kids to feed, and you don’t let him do his job?

Nelson: I’m sure Johnny will be fine.

Hart: Will he, Joel? WILL HE?

Nelson: Also in action tonight will be all four nominees for the World Title shot at Total Control, as Jacob Baxter and Mike Logan team up to face two guys who aren’t exactly on the same page recently, Notorious JON and Chris Michaels!

Hart: Michaels is an ungrateful jerk! Notorious JON is going out of his way to see to it that Michaels gets votes!

Nelson: As of right now, one of the four will face Johnny Serious at Total Control, but that could change tonight as the World Champion puts his belt on the line against Chandler Dalmon, also known as The ChED!

Hart: Finally, after tonight we’ll have a champion we can be proud of!

Nelson: Well folks, let’s get this one started! Up first, we’ll see a match featuring one of cWo’s newest superstars!

Donna Dixon: This match is scheduled for one fall

["Some Kind of Monster" by Metallica begins to play as the lights in the arena go out and a red spotlight focuses on the stage entrance as smoke slowly fills the entrance area.]

Dixon: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at three hundred twenty five pounds, and being accompanied by The Las Vegas Bad Boy Darren Romeo, APOCALPSE!!!!

[Casually Romeo saunters out onto the stage from behind the curtain, his trademark sunglasses on his face. He grins slyly as he extends his arms out from his side and raises them in a slow dramatic fashion and as he does, Apocalypse slowly rises from the stage floor infront of him as if being summoned by Romeo from the depths of hell.]

Dixon: and his opponent, weighing one hundred sixty five pounds, CRAZY STEVE!!!!

[We cut to a shot of an impish, pale, dirty man pacing feverishly in the ring. He is wearing a pair of cut-off denim pants and has no shirt to hide his gastly untoned physical appearance.]

Hart: Here comes the CWO’s newest superstar Apocalypse and seeing this guy on television ladies and gentlemen, does not do him justice. He has to be nearly seven feet tall.

Nelson: Six foot eleven Robbie, and that’s one of very few things we know about the man that calls himself Apocalypse. Nobody knows where he is from, how old he is, nothing

Hart: What we do know is that he is managed by yet another newcomer to the CWO roster, one Darren Romeo

[Romeo saunters around to the announcers table and takes a seat next to Robbie Hart as Apocalypse steps easily over the top rope. He walks to the center of the ring as the arena lights return to normal and his music fades]

Nelson: Joining us at the broadcast table is Apocalypse’s manager, Darren Romeo. Nice to officially meet you Darren. Welcome to the Championship Wrestling Organization!

Romeo: It’s very nice to be here, and please, call me Mr. Romeo.

[The bell rings and we are underway. Crazy Steve bounces off the ropes as the two men circle each other around the ring. Cautiously Steve moves in and locks up with Apocalypse in the center of the ring]

Nelson: Collar Elbow tie up and Apocalypse with authority shoving Crazy Steve nearly half way across the ring! Mr. Romeo, I have to ask this right off the bat, where did you find this, this monstrosity of a man, Apocalypse?

Romeo: That, my friend, is privileged information and something you are not privy to. Apocalypse is my client and his personal information is just that, personal.

[Steve shakes it off and the two lock up again. Just as before Steve is sent flailing across the ring, this time landing against the turnbuckles in the corner. Instantly, Apocalypse charges and delivers a boot to the face.]

Hart: Oh man that looked like it hurt!!!

Romeo: Trust me gentlemen, it definitely didn’t feel good.

[Steve stumbles out of the corner and right into a hard clothesline by Apocalypse.]

Nelson: Apocalypse not giving Steve any time to recover from that nasty boot to the face. So Romeo, we DO know a little bit about you. You were trained by the legendary Harley Race, and you’ve spent the majority of your career wrestling in Japan. So why come back to the states and manage a wrestler rather than wrestler yourself?

[Apocalypse grabs Steve by the wrist, drags him to his feet, and then levels him with a short arm clothesline. He doesn’t let go of his wrist and repeats this two more times.]

Romeo: You see those clotheslines? It never ceases to amaze me how Apocalypse can take something as simple as a clothesline and make it such a powerful and brutal manuever. As far as my career choices are concerned. We all know that Japanese wrestling is an entirely different animal that this “entertainment spectacle” the American fans swoon over. When I arrived here I was told, in a round about way, that my style of wrestling is considered too stiff, too violent. So I was given the option to find a wrestler that suited the style accepted here. Not to mention I am payed far more handsomely that any performer you will see in that ring tonight…

Hart: I bet Crazy Steve is wishing that he was payed more to wrestle Apocalypse tonight.

Romeo: Robbie, it is only a matter of time before each and every CWO wrestler goes through what Steve is going through tonight. There has never been anyone like Apocalypse in this business.

Nelson: Romeo it looks like Apocalypse might be in a bit of trouble!!!

[Crazy Steve manages to get in a quick gouge to the eyes without the ref noticing. He then slingshots off the ropes and nails Apocalypse with a clothesline. Apocalypse barely moves and the force tosses Steve to the side like a rag doll.]

Nelson: He didn’t fall!!! Steve hit him with everything he had and Apocalypse didn’t fall!!!

Hart: Didn’t fall? He barely moved at all!

[Steve is quick to his feet and again he tries the clothesline and once again is sent crashing to the mat for his efforts. Steve rolls to the outside to catch his breath as the behemoth Apocalypse still stands in the ring, waiting for his victim to return]

Nelson: Looks like Steve want to regroup, try to figure out a new strategy.

[Steve flips up the ring apron and pulls out a trash can and sends it sailing over the ropes into the ring. Instantly the ref grabs it and tosses it out the other side of the ring, along with the baseball bat, stop sign, and 2x4 that Steve sent sailing behind the trash can. Steve then pulls out a table and sets it up outside the ring, checks it for stability and rolls into the ring, oblivious to the fact that his weapons have deserted him.]

Hart: It looks like Crazy Steve wants to take things to another level tonight, and he might have to do that to get past Apocalypse.

[Steve is shocked and visibly upset that his weapons are not in the ring, but he has little time to rant as Apocalypse charges at him. Instinctively Steve drops to the mat, holding the top rope and Apocalypse is sent tumbling to the outside. Steve looks on in disbelief and then turns to the ref and grabs him by the shirt and starts yelling in a drunken stammer about his weapons. On the outside of the ring, Romeo has abandoned his announcing position and is talking to his mentor. Apocalypse nods and then steps up onto the ring apron behind Crazy Steve. He grabs him in the Full Nelson position and lifts him over the ropes, turns, and Apocalypse Slams him through the table on the outside. The ref rings the bell, signaling the end of the match.]

Nelson: What the hell? Apocalypse gets disqualified in his first official CWO match?

Hart: That’s what the record book says, but I think tonight was about Apocalypse making an impact and win or lose, he did just that.

Dixon: Here is your winner….Crazy Steve.

[Dueling Banjos plays for a few moments and then fades out]

Nelson: We all know Chastity McGavin and Devon Dice have been trying to prove to the fans just exactly who is most worthy of a US title shot against Muru at Total Control. This past week, Devon Dice has been campaigning all over the Penn State campus. Have a look.]

[Devon Dice is seen walking in street clothes in the heart of the Penn State campus.]

Devon Dice: I'm here at Penn State and going to talk with a few of the students, let them know why I'm the perfect candidate for a US title shot.

[Camera cuts to Dice with a male student.]

Dice: Have you heard of the cWo?

Male Student: Yeah man! You're Devon Dice! Dude, awesome match at Warfare!

Dice: Thank you...

Male Student: So is it you and Muru at the next pay-per-view.

Dice: It's in your hands! The fans are voting on who gets the shot at the US Title. The candidates are the Diceman, or Chastity McGavin.

Male Student: YOU GOT MY VOTE!

[Camera cuts to Dice with a female student]

Dice: You don't watch cWo by any chance?

Female Student: Yeah what else is there to do on Thursday nights before the party! And I'm so voting for you! Chastity don't like deserve it, she really hasn't done anything.

Dice: She...

Female Student: So like she was the women's champion, big f'n deal there are like 8 girls there, half are stuck up little [bleep].

Dice: She...

Female Student: They couldn't fight their way out of a paper bag, and when you have more testosterone running through your body then most guys, I mean I can't see how you don't dominate a division.

Dice: ...

Female Student: So like yeah, you better win. Wanna party?

Dice: I got my own little shindig to get to, but I appreciate your support.

[Dice is standing next to a man in his late 30's early 40's dressed in a shirt and tie.]

Dice: This is Penn State's Student Activities Director. Sir, do you watch the cWo?

Director: Watch it? I decided to try and organize a live Driven! AND THIS THURSDAY THE CWO IS HERE AT PENN STATE!

Dice: We're glad to be here. So you know of the Total Control Pay Per View. Well, I'm here campaigning, do I have your vote?

Director: Well, Chastity is a great competitor, I'm really torn between you guys.

Dice: Is Chastity doing these extra curricular activites? Your the director of student activities! This should put me way above Chastity, unless you need me to go into detail about the great performance I gave at Warfare, last week on Full Throttle I earned the victory, I deserve the shot!

Director: Well....

Dice: Okay, we'll let fate decide! Roll the dice?

[Dice hands the man a pair of dice. He rolls them, Dice scoops them up.]

Dice: The house won. Vote for Dice!

Nelson: We’re back! Rivalries don’t get much hotter than they have been recently between ASM and Mac Johnson. Mac has claimed a cheap victory over ASM

Hart: A win is a win!

Nelson: After your opponent just went thought hell?

Hart: A win is a win!

Nelson: Regardless, ASM wants a shot at Mac Johnson… but this week, Mac’s Warfare opponent will step into the ring with Mac Johnson, along with ASM!

Hart: What? With ASM?

Nelson: The fans have selected Ron Wilkins to be the one to get to pick the special guest referee, and he’s chosen ASM!

Hart: You idiots!

Donna Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first is the special guest referee. Ron Wilkins won the fan poll and has chosen the referee to be ASM!

["Coming Undone" by Korn blasts as ASM shows up on the stage wearing a referee shirt. The fans go crazy as he makes his way to the ring.]

Nelson: This is sure to be interesting! ASM the referee.

Hart: I don't think this is fair, it's pretty much a handicap match, Joel. John Pilchard is going to fix this.

Dixon: And the first competitor, weighing in at four-hundred and twenty four pounds, from Daytona Beach, Florida! RON WILKINS!

[The lights go black with one spotlight shining on the entrance to the stage. The bass from the beginning of The White Stripes "Seven Nation Army" begins to play as we see a massive figure emerge from behind the curtains. Ronnie "The Grim Reaper" Wilkins' massive figure emerges from behind the curtain and he makes his way to the ring quickly and with a purpose.]

Nelson: Wilkins is a monster. He told ASM he would take care of Mac Johnson. Let's see if he's able to.

Hart: Mac Johnson and John Pilchard are one of the most dynamic duos since the caped crusader and boy wonder, there is no way Mac Johnson goes down tonight.

Dixon: And his opponent, weighing in at three hundred and fifty pounds, from Woodland Park, New Jersey! MAC JOHNSON!

["Who's the Mack!" hits and Mac Johnson is lead to the ring by John Pilchard to a chorus of boos. He takes in the response and continues to the ring.]

Nelson: Three of the largest athletes in the world in one ring. I hope it holds.

Hart: I hope so too for our sake, We're about a third their size.

[Pilchard grabs the microphone from Dixon.]

Pilchard: This is why you never leave a wrestling card in the hands of amateurs. The second Tony Awesome left it to you people to vote who chooses the referee I knew the decision you'd make, would be the wrong one.

[Fans boo as Pilchard continues.]

Nelson: Oh give it up you baby!

Hart: He's making a good point.

Pilchard: What's the matter Ron? Is Mac so much to handle that you have to resort to this? Is this fair and balanced? Is this the way you wanna do this?

[Pilchard closes in on Wilkins and begins to point up the ramp.]

Pilchard: I have Aaron Blake. Referee Aaron Blake sitting backstage, I told him I was gonna work this out. You wanna make a statement on my client Mac Johnson you're gonna do it right. Just say the words and I'll call Aaron Blake over here and he'll call this one down the middle and ASM can go sharpen his axe for all I care.

[Wilkins' shakes his head "no."]

Nelson: I don't think that's smart.

Hart: Yeah, I know, Ron Wilkins isn't smart, he's a meat head.

Pilchard: Alright, allow me. Blake! Get down here and officiate this match!

[Aaron Blake comes out and walks down the aisle looking confused, shrugging his shoulders and holding his arms out as the fans continue to boo Pilchard's antics.]

Pilchard: Total Control is a sham! You people don't know how to handle power responsibly so now I am taking control.

Nelson: Quit your bellyaching, let's get on with the match!

[Aaron Blake stops at ringside, shaking his head as he's heard saying "this isn't my match."]

Pilchard: Blake! Get in here! Get in here or we're walking-

[The mic drops as Wilkins turns Pilchard around and puts two hands around his throat.]

Nelson: Uh oh!

[Wilkins lifts John Pilchard up.]

Nelson: John Pilchard is going to pay for that disrespect!

[Mac Johnson lands a forearm across the back of Ron Wilkins as the bell rings.]

DING DING DING

Hart: I don't think so, Joel!

[Pilchard runs out of the ring as Mac continues to throw forearms across the back of Wilkins.]

Nelson: Big forearms, those things are like meat hooks.

[Wilkins turns around and Mac bounces him off the ropes and sends him across the ring. He comes back and Mac attempts a shoulder block. Both men wobble backward.]

Nelson: Huge collision in the center of the ring.

Hart: That's how the universe came about!

[Both men regain their balance and lock up.]

Nelson: They lock horns.

[Wilkins begins to back Mac up toward the corner. Mac breaks the hold and slips behind Wilkins and lands a dropkick sending Wilkins into the turnbuckle face first.]

Nelson: And Ron Wilkins takes a drop kick and eats the turnbuckle.

[Pilchard begins to applaud him as Mac turns to ASM and points to his own head and says "Too smart."]

Hart: Mac Johnson has it all, Strength, Speed, Agility, and Brains!

Nelson: He may be a little too cocky, look out!

[Wilkins grabs Mac Johnson from behind and delivers a bulldog.]

Nelson: What a bulldog by Ron Wilkins, the ring shook.

Hart: I thought that vibration was you letting one out.

Nelson: Not me.

Hart: Oh come on! Don't blame it on the ring!

[Wilkins covers Mac. ASM makes the count.]

ONE

TWO

[Mac kicks out.]

Nelson: And a two count.

Hart: Shouldn't even have been that close, that was a quick count!

Nelson: It was perfectly fair, Robbie.

[Wilkins lifts Mac to his feet and sets him up for a suplex.]

Nelson: If he can do this, he's officially the strongest man in the world.

Hart: If he does this I'm heading for the hills.

[Wilkins tries to lift Mac, but can only lift him a little bit. Mac tries to reverse it, Wilkins barely lifts up.]

Nelson: And we have a stalemate in the center of the ring.

Hart: I think that is a good thing!

[Mac breaks free and kicks Wilkins in the midsection, he sets up for a DDT. Wilkins blocks it, lifts Mac up and lands an inverted atomic drop.]

Nelson: Oh that's going to leave a mark!

Hart: ASM! ASM! Where's the DQ!?

Nelson: That's a perfectly legal move!

[Wilkins charges Mac and lands a huge clothesline sending Mac to the canvas.]

Nelson: What power! Ron Wilkins almost knocked Mac Johnson's head fifteen rows back.

Hart: Those are some huge arms!

[Wilkins lifts Mac up, Mac rolls into a small cradle pin. ASM makes the count.]

ONE

TWO

[Wilkins kicks out.]

Nelson: And he's out at two.

Hart: Did you see how slow that was? Anyone could have kicked out!

Nelson: It was the same as before.

[Both men to their feet. They square off in the center of the ring and Mac throws a big left hand that connects. Wilkins throws a right back. They begin to trade blows.]

Nelson: And it's a slug fest! They're both landing huge punches.

Hart: Knock out some teeth!

[Mac begins to take control. Wilkins backing up into the ropes.]

Nelson: Mac with the advantage.

[Mac grabs a body lock and delivers a big belly to belly suplex.]

Nelson: Big belly to belly!

Hart: That's it! Stick a fork in him!

[Mac covers Wilkins. ASM makes the count.]

ONE

TWO

[Wilkins kicks out.]

Nelson: And he's kicked out, this one will continue!

Hart: That is such a slow count, John Pilchard will not stand for this blatant disrespect!

[Mac Johnson gets up and begins yelling at ASM.]

Nelson: And Mac Johnson is extremely upset with ASM.

Hart: And rightfully so!

[Mac Johnson shoves ASM. ASM gets in his face and warns Mac.]

ASM: I'll DQ you right here!

Nelson: Mac Johnson has no respect for authority, ASM has been entirely fair this whole match up, this is unnecessary.

Hart: Easy for you to say, you're not the one being cheated.

[Wilkins is on his feet and taps Mac on his shoulder.]

Nelson: Wilkins is up!

Hart: Watch out!

[Wilkins kicks Mac in the midsection and sets him up for a powerbomb.]

Nelson: He's going for it!

Hart: The ring can't take the force!

[Wilkins lifts Mac up and powerbombs him.]

Nelson: OH MY GOD! Ron Wilkins just powerbombed Mac Johnson!

Hart: HOLY CANNOLI!

[Wilkins lays on the mat winded.]

Nelson: And Ron Wilkins is completely spent, he's trying to make his way over to make the cover.

[Wilkins finally gets over to Mac and covers him. ASM makes the count.]

ONE

TWO

[Pilchard grabs the leg of Mac Johnson and drapes it over the bottom rope.. ASM stops the count.]

Hart: He got a leg on the rope! Unbelievable!

Nelson: ASM didn't see Pilchard put it over! The match will go on!

[Ron Wilkins begins to celebrate putting his hands in the air.]

Nelson: Wilkins thinks he won.

Hart: He's a moron!

[ASM confronts Wilkins.]

ASM: He got his foot on the rope!

[Wilkins argues.]

Wilkins: No that was a clean pin, he didn't kick out! Don't screw me!

[Wilkins pushes ASM.]

Nelson: Everyone ganging up on ASM, he's doing the best he can, he doesn't do this every day!

Hart: Thanks Joel, you just made John Pilchard's point.

[ASM warns Wilkins, Mac gets to a knee.]

ASM: The match goes on, I'll DQ you!

[Wilkins continues to argue as Mac gets to his feet.]

Nelson: MAC JOHNSON ON HIS FEET!

Hart: SSSHHH! Joel, he's going to hear you!

[Mac grabs Wilkins by the shoulder and turns him around, kicks him in the midsection and sets him up in a pump handle.]

Nelson: I don't think he can do it!

Hart: Oh he can do it!

[Mac struggles to lift Wilkins but he gets him up and delivers a pump handle powerslam.]

Nelson: MAC FIVE!

Hart: PAIN! PUNISHMENT! DEATH!

[Mac covers Wilkins, ASM makes the count.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Dixon: Here is your winner, Mac Johnson!

[Mac Johnson rolls out of the ring and is escorted up the aisle by John Pilchard.]

Nelson: And Mac Johnson steals a victory from Ron Wilkins with the help of John Pilchard, too bad ASM didn't see it!

Hart: Mac did it all on his own, but someone is going to pay! John Pilchard will not forget this!

[Pink Floyd's MONEY plays through the arena as Mr. Rich comes rolling out from behind the curtain in his golden wheelchair to a chorus of boos, accompanied by his wife, Evette, and a set of four security guards dressed in dark suits.]

Nelson: We know Mr. Rich and Brother Shabazz have been sent out here to apologize for last week but what on Earth does Mr. Rich have to say! His actions over the past few weeks...actually over his time here in cWo have been downright disgraceful.

Hart: You need to have more respect for the handicapped. And why should he apologize?

Nelson: They're going to the ring...how? And where is Brother Shabazz? Isn't he supposed to be out here too.

Hart: He's probably making sure that Mr. Rich doesn't get attacked.

[As Mr. Rich gets to the ring, a security guard picks Mr. Rich up in a Cradle position as the others pick up the wheelchair, bring it in the ring, and then they carry Mr. Rich's motionless body over and into the ring and in his chair. Evette grabs a mic and hands it to Mr. Rich.]

Hart: How humiliating!

Mr. Rich: The quicker you low class slobs quiet down, the faster I'll be on my way. My advice is for you all to gag yourselves with whatever foods you fat pigs wasted your money on!

Nelson: Mr. Rich is in rare insulting form tonight.

Mr. Rich: I want to remind you all how I got here in this wheelchair. If you can all focus on the big screen for a moment!

[SCENES FROM DRIVEN 59.- Fans cheer as Maxx catches up with Rich by the stage area, Rich gets to his knees, again begging for mercy, as Maxx pulls him up by the head, and drops him with a headbutt.]

Hart: Oh no!

[Security members make an appearance from the entrance way, inching their way towards Maxx from behind.]

Hart: Finally we have some help!
[Maxx takes notice of security as he stomps his feet in their direction, spreading them out and creating distance between them and Maxx, as they attempt to cool him off by talking him down.]

Hart: Well, not a lot of help...

[Maxx methodically paces back to Mr. Rich.]
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. Evette screams violently out of concern as Logan looks over the stage. Maxx looks down on Mr. Rich with fury as Hawk looks down with his hands on his head, aware that Maxx just made a huge mistake. EMTs rush to the scene as Evette continues to scream, there's a chill in the audience as Evette cries over the chest of an unconscious Mr. Rich. The show fades out as EMTs frantically crowd around Rich to check for vital signs.- BACK TO MR. RICH IN THE RING]

Mr Rich: That was truly the worst day of my life. Since then, I have been confined to this chair. I haven't walked, I haven't stood, I can't even crawl. Hidden out of sight is a bag of my own piss because I can't control my own bladder. And worst off, I have not been able to make love to my beautiful wife, Evette.

[Tears begin to roll down Evette's eye.]

Mr. Rich: And after all of this, what does the cWo do. Absolutely nothing. No punishment has been handed down to that big retarded bear, Giant Maxx. That man is an animal and he needs to be caged up like one. Now because cWo failed to act, I had to take it upon myself to ounish and tame that beast.

[LAST WEEKS DRIVEN-From the entrance way, we then see a pickup truck slowly backing out, which holds a miniature cage, which stands next to a wheelchair bound Mr. Rich, with a security guard standing behind him.]

Nelson: What the...?

[Maxx looks confused as a concerned yet helpless and worn out Barrett Hawk looks on. Security members and Shabazz crowd around Giant Maxx, trying to restrain him, grabbing his arms and body trying to keep him stead, but suddenly fans cheer as Maxx shoves them all away letting out a loud, aggressive scream.]

Nelson: They're messing with the wrong giant!

[Security members charge Maxx, who sends them all down with right and left hands.]

Nelson: Atta boy Maxx!

Hart: This is crazy!

[Maxx takes Shabazz down with a clothesline, a security guard then jumps on Maxx's back, Maxx struggles around the ring.]

Hart: There's six guys here, I don't think even Maxx can handle all this!

[Then a second security guard jumps on Maxx's back, as he continues to struggle to break free.]

Nelson: There are two men on Maxx's back but he's still standing!

[Maxx reaches back with both arms, and snap mares both guards over the top rope to the outside.]

Nelson: And they're out of there!

[Another security guard charges Maxx, but he back body drops him outside of the ring.]
Nelson: There goes another!

[Two remaining guards start throwing wild right hands to the head of Maxx. Maxx absorbs the damage as he knocks them both down with a double clothesline.]

Nelson: Mr. Rich is gonna need more than this!

[Brother Shabazz then leaps on Maxx's back, wearing him down with hard right hands to the side of the head, Maxx falls on his knees.]

Hart: Brother Shabazz is single handedly taking care of business!

[Shabazz is relentless as he continues digging in with right hands. The rest of the security come back to the scene, overwhelming Maxx with kicks and punches.]

Nelson: This is ridiculous. Of all the nasty things Mr. Rich is responsible for this is the most elaborate scheme I've ever seen.

Hart: If I don't know better I'd say Mr. Rich wants to put Maxx in that cage!

Nelson: What kind of a human being is he?

[Fans boo as Maxx shows little resistance to the assault of the six men in the ring, Hawk reaches out to him desperately but is unable to help.- BACK TO MR. RICH]

Mr.Rich: I was only doing my duty to protect the boys. Tony Awesome has asked me....forced me to come out here and apologize for my actions...

Nelson: It's about time!

Mr. Rich: To Giant Maxx I apologize for nothing!

[Crowd boos]

Mr Rich: And Tony, you can take all your fines and wipe your ass with them. You think I care about money! I ought to have your ass fined for providing no handicapp ramp to the ring.

Hart: I agree with Rich!

Mr. Rich: I don't care how "special" that Giant Maxx is, I don't plan on treating him with kid gloves. He is a danger to society and should be strapped to a bed inside a mental institution. Now, since Tony Awesome has decided not to protect his wrestlers, I am offering a $50000.00 reward to anyone who can get the job done and rid us all of that dangerous beast! Even you Barrett Hawk!

Nelson: Mr Rich has just placed a bounty on Giant Maxx.

Hart: I may have to take him up on that offer.

[MONEY plays as a security guard picks up Mr. Rich and carries him back to the backstage areas. The others grab the wheelchair and bring it with them.]

[The camera cuts backstage where Muru is standing Tiffany Tolberg. He receives a large ovation as the US title is resting on his right shoulder]

Tolberg: I am with the United States Champion Muru. Last week you were successful in defending the title against former champion Thaddeus Walker. How did that feel?

Muru: It felt great! It took a lot of hard work to win this belt and I hope to hang onto it for a long time.

Tolberg: There are some people who wonder why you are defending the title when the fans get to decide who you face at Total Control. What do you say to people jumping ahead of Devon Dice or Chastity McGavin and getting a title shot?

Muru: That is a good question. But I think I have the right answer. See, I am not just going to sit and wait to defend the belt until Total Control. A champion should go out and prove he is a champion. If title matches are booked I am going to defend the belt. It is as simple as that. You won’t see me backing down from a challenge ever!

Tolberg: While on the subject of Devon Dice and Chastity McGavin, do you have a preference on who you face?

Muru: I watched the tag team match at Full Throttle and both showed me they wanted it by showing the fans what they are capable of. Dice have his all at Warfare and was really close to being in this position. We have faced each other before and each time it was a great match. He deserves a shot at the United States title in my opinion.

Tolberg: So you want to face Dice?

Muru: I didn’t say that. Chastity McGavin has also been quite impressive since coming to cWo. She is a former Women’s champion who has proven she can go toe to toe with the men. I can’t think of any reason why she shouldn’t be given a title shot.

Tolberg: So you are rooting for Chastity?

Muru: I didn’t say that either. It is was up to me I would face them both…

[A light bulb goes off it Muru’s head]

Muru: That gives me an ideas. The fans can either vote for Devon Dice…

[The crowds cheers loudly]

Muru: Or they can vote for Chastity McGavin…

[The crowd with another loud pop]

Muru: OR…they can choose both Dice and McGavin!

[The fans get even louder at the thought of three of their favorites in the ring at one time]

Tolberg: The fans have their choices, now all they have to do is vote!

[The scene cuts away from Muru and Tolberg and back to the announce table]

Nelson: Wow! Muru with an interesting announcement. He might not only have one opponent at Total Control but two!

Hart: Typical Muru making things harder then they have to be.

Nelson: From the roar of the crowd I think he was giving the fans what the want.

Hart: What about what I want Joel?

Nelson: Vote!

Nelson: Ugh…

Donna Dixon: The following contest is a tag team match set for one fall... introducing first... from Roanoke, Virginia... weighing in at 225 pounds... he is Chris... Michaels!!!

[“Superstar" by Saliva hits the PA as the "HotShot" comes through the curtain. He walks slowly down the ramp with a big smile on his face. He takes the steps into the ring and mounts the second turnbuckle to give a one fist salute.]

Donna Dixon: And his tag team partner... from Hollywood, California... weighing in at 260 pounds... Notorious... JON!!!

HARD
ROCK
HALLELUJAH!

[The most epic entrance video ever plays and "Hard Rock Halleluhag" by Lordi begins to play as Notorious JON steps out from behind the entrance curtain with his arms raised. The crowd boos loudly as he quickly drops his arms, prompting a flurry of pyrotechnics on either side of the ramp as he quickly walks to the ring. He climbs up onto the apron, puts his back against the ropes and raises his arm again, prompting intensifying the boos. He then climbs into the ring and jumps onto the second turnbuckle, soaking what he believes to be a loving reaction one more time before climbing down]

Nelson: Chris Michaels doesn’t look to happy to be teaming with the five time champion here, Robbie.

Hart: What are you talking about? These guys are BFFs, they’ll work it out!

Donna Dixon: And their opponents... first... from Sydenham, London, England... weighing in at 235 pounds... Jacob... Baxter!!!

[The lights in the arena dim. White lights begin to flash in throughout the arena as the intro to Oasis' "F***in' in the Bushes" plays. As the song kicks in Jacob Baxter emerges from behind the curtain. He walks down the entrance way exchanging disgusted glances with both sides of the crowd, stopping at the end of entrance way to glance at the ring. He walks up to the apron and reaches for the top rope to hoist himself up. Baxter climbs into the ring and walks around exchanging looks with the audience and his lukewarm welcome.]

Donna Dixon: And his opponent... from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada... accompanied to the ring by Mary-Joe Wolf and Sabrina Swallows... weighing in at a self-described 243 pounds of twisted steel and walking, talking sex appeal... he is “The Canadian Gigolo”... Mike... Logan!!!

[The lights dim and turn a cherry shade of red as "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. He then looks out at the fans with a smirk before gyrating his hips as the fans immediately begin to boo loudly upon his arrival while Mary-Joe and Sabrina swoon at his hip gyrations. Mike then smirks at the fans and begins to strut in a very arrogant and cocky manner toward the ring with his women in each arm and a bucket in his left hand. He then spots a camera and lifts the bucket up to reveal the words “Chris Michaels Retirement Fund: Please Donate Today And Help The Elderly Out, Will You?” before he flexes a bicep for the camera before kissing it and resuming his walk to the ring. He stops to occasionally look out at the crowd with a brash smile on his face. He finally makes his way up the ring steps, hands Sabrina the bucket to pass into the crowd, and walks along the apron before pausing and gyrating his hips again to more boos and even some garbage and beverages thrown at him before he flicks the sunglasses into the crowd. He then struts to the middle of the ring and begins to do a pose, flexing his muscles as red pyro shoots out from the turnbuckles. Still smirking at the fans and their disdain, Mike removes his robe and gyrates his hips some more before thrusting his pelvis at the crowd to more boos and then runs against the ropes briefly before he heads to the corner and leans up against the turnbuckles awaiting his opponent as the music dies down and his groupies are rubbing him down.]

Nelson: Can you believe the nerve of this pompous, arrogant jack-ass? It’s almost like his U.S. title run has made his ego completely out of control!

Hart: Personally, I just think it’s Mike Logan being Mike Logan. Why can’t you be happy for the man’s success?

Nelson: Because this arrogant piece of garbage clearly has no respect for the wrestling business, no respect for anyone in it. I mean, you saw that “Chris Michaels Retirement Fund” bucket he was having passed around...

Hart: Well, we can debate on this all night, but there’s the bell and this match appears to be starting.

Nelson: Looks like we’re gonna start off with Chris Michaels and Jacob Baxter in the ring as Mike Logan’s already crawling to his corner because he wants nothing to do with this legend in our sport.

[Baxter and Michaels lock up with Baxter locking in a side headlock. Michaels pushes him against the ropes and takes him down with a shoulder tackle. Baxter gets up and runs the ropes again, only to be taken down by another shoulder tackle. Baxter tries one more time, only to get taken down this time by a vicious dropkick from Michaels as Baxter rolls out of the ring momentarily to collect his thoughts]

Hart: This is smart on Baxter’s part because he knows if Michaels gets too much fire under him, he can be very dangerous in that ring.

[Chris Michaels doesn’t feel like waiting though as he does a Suicide Dive to the outside onto Baxter, who’s trying to pull himself back up. Michaels tagging hands with a few fans at ringside here and Jacob Baxter is trying to retreat to the ring as Chris Michaels is chasing him down but- WHAM!]

Hart: Man, did Mike Logan nail Chris Michaels out of nowhere with that clothesline!

Nelson: And look at Logan roll Michaels back in the ring and act like he’s done nothing wrong. Absolutely disgusting!

Hart: People say a lot of things about Mike Logan, but love him or hate him, like 95 percent of these fans do, he’s clearly one of the best cWo has to offer right now in my opinion.

Nelson: Now we go back to the ring and Baxter hitting Michaels with some stiff open-palm strikes and a vicious spinning back-fist that might have knocked a few teeth loose from Michaels! And Logan tags himself in now and starts doing his trademark Logan Stomp as he goes for a Chinlock on Michaels, who manages to pull himself up and counter with a devastating Jaw-Breaker of sorts to Logan as he makes the tag to Notorious JON.

Hart: As much as I like Mike Logan... I don’t wanna be him right now having to face one of the bigger guys on the cWo roster!

[Logan fires some punches at Jon, who just swats him away like he’s a gnat, which would be a pretty accurate description of Mike Logan. Jon uses the momentum of Logan’s punches to spin him around and land a devastating Full Nelson Slam and then he follows it up with a running Legdrop and Logan’s flopping around on the mat, begging for mercy as he tags in Baxter!]

Hart: Baxter doesn’t look to be too eager to get in the ring with Jon, either...

Nelson: Jon firing some hard punches at Baxter, but Baxter catches him with an STO and takes him down to the mat. He’s now locking in a stump puller and Jon is screaming out in pain as that is a very painful hold. Baxter gets up and hooks Jon in position for the Aggro Drop and connects it with authority!

Hart: Are we on radio? Did Thaddeus’ heartfelt speech at Full Throttle get to you?

Nelson: What?

Hart: Why are you calling every move? The people can see!

Nelson: Because it’s exciting! I can’t believe he did that to a guy of Jon’s size, but I think Jacob Baxter is really trying to make a case for himself to win the fan vote at Total Control for that World Title shot.

[Baxter now going up top, which is unusual for him. He’s taking way too much time though and as he leaps in mid-air... 4TH AND !! 4TH AND 1!]

Nelson: Oh my goodness, Jon just made a desperation 4th and 1 and caught Baxter in mid-air!

Hart: How the heck did that happen?

Nelson: Both men are down for the ten count and are trying to crawl to their respective corners. Baxter is a lot closer though to Mike Logan than Jon is to Chris Michaels...

Hart: The race is definitely on here...

Nelson: And both men make the tag with Michaels coming in like a house of fire!

Hart: See? They’re working as a team! There’s no heat between these guys!

[Right hand to Logan! Left hand to Baxter! And he tosses Baxter through the ropes to the outside where Jon and him are battling! Meanwhile back in the ring, Michaels pushes Logan into the corner and hits a running splash in the corner. Now he whips him into the opposite corner but Logan pulls Referee Hector Garcia right in his path and the referee is down in this match! Baxter just hit the Hooligan Kick to the outside of the ring to Jon, but it looks like that took a lot out of him too!]

Hart: I haven’t seen chaos like this anywhere except when it comes to fat people and free food!

Nelson: They prefer to be called “obese”, Hart... and what is that SKANK Mary-Joe Wolf doing on the apron?
[In the midst of the confusion inside and outside of the ring, Mary Joe Wolf climbs onto the arpon. This distracts Michaels long enough for Logan to pop to his feet and give Michaels The Sex Drive! Mary Joe Wolf then begins to take her shoe off]

Hart: It looks like she’s taking her high-heels shoe off.

Nelson: Oh no! This don’t look good for Michaels as Logan hit the Sex-Drive while all that was going on and now he’s holding Chris Michaels up to get hit by that high heel shoe...

Hart: Well, I bet Mike Logan likes “heels”, huh?

Nelson: Bad pun there, Robbie!

[Mary-Joe takes aim for the head of Chris Michaels, but Michaels ducked and she hit Mike Logan instead! Chris Michaels catches him from behind and nails the “Why Me?” and that could be it as Notorious JON hits a desperation Greenlight to Baxter on the outside as Michaels makes the cover!]

One...

Two...

THREE!!!

Donna Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen... your winners of the match, Notorious JON... and Chris Michaels!!!

Hart: Chris Michaels needs to thank Mary-Joe Wolf for him and Notorious JON’s win here!

Nelson: Well, sometimes it’s better to be lucky than good, and that may have been the case tonight, but it looks like Mary-Joe Wolf is trying to revive her man. We may not be done here!

Hart: Logan’s peeling himself off the mat as Jacob Baxter walks away in disgust and Logan does not look happy with Mary-Joe right now.

Nelson: He’s yelling at Mary-Joe right now and it looks like Sabrina is trying to defend Mary-Joe as well! Logan’s turned his back to Mary-Joe as... WHAT THE HELL? Sabrina just turned Mary-Joe around out of nowhere and threw powder in her eyes as Mike Logan turns back around and spins Mary-Joe around for a Sex-Drive! That’s just uncalled for! Mike Logan has just sank to a new low tonight!

Hart: That definitely was low for Mike Logan, if only because he hurt my Mary-Joe, but it looks like we’re still not done with this scene as Mike Logan is motioning for a microphone and Sabrina is walking around the ring and...

Nelson: Oh my GOD, look at the conniving smirk by Sabrina and Mike Logan as Sabrina unzips the back of her dress and reveals a black bra and a black lace thong with the words “Loga-Conda” written in red on the back of her thong as her and Mike Logan share a sloppy kiss in the ring! What the hell was the meaning of THAT?

Hart: Looks like we’re about to find out...

Mike Logan: Now... I’m sure most of you are wondering WHY I just did what I did... and the answer is simple. I was getting bored with Mary-Joe and I’d already rode her more times than Seattle Slew, so I didn’t have any use for her anymore! Plus she’s too old for my taste...

Nelson: Too old? Mike, Sabrina’s barely out of HIGH SCHOOL, for God’s sake!

Mike Logan: Now, I’ve never been good with telling a girl to hit the bricks myself... but tonight... I decided I was gonna take matters in my own hands and now... I introduce to you all the new head cheerleader/girl-friend/sex-toy of yours truly... Sabrina... SWALLOWS!!! And yes, for those wondering, she really does swallow!

Nelson: A little more information than I think we needed to know...

Mike Logan: Sabrina, baby... why don’t you tell these morons here in Pennsylvania just how you feel about me!

Hart: This ought to be interesting...

Nelson: Keep your pants on there, Robbie!

Sabrina Swallows: Umm... like... Mike is totally a hottie with a perfect ten for a body and he, like, makes me go into spontaneous orgasms by just looking at him, for sure! And if anybody, like, has a problem with my man, they can like, totally deal with it because I’m SOOO here to stay because I just can’t get enough of his special “yogurt”...

Hart: Aww... how sweet...

Nelson: How revolting!

Mike Logan: So you see, boys and girls, that’s why the “Loga-Conda” always gets what he wants and why you people sit at home in your parent’s basement, playing pocket-pool to old Hustler magazines! Now... Sabrina... would you like a big serving of my special “yogurt”, because I can tell you’re hurtin’ for a squirtin’ right now!

Sabrina Swallows: Oh yeah, baby... I SOOO want some of your “yogurt” and you can, like, totally have some of my “pie” as well!

Mike Logan: Now if you inbreds will excuse me... Sabrina and I are going out to “lunch” while Mary-Joe stays here in Splitsville, U.S.A.! Population, HER!

[Mike Logan staggers off, still feeling the effects of the heel shot to the head and Chris Michael’s finisher while carrying Sabrina off while smirking at the fans.]

Hart: Well, while I may not exactly approve of HOW Mike Logan dumped Mary-Joe, at least A.) She’s back on the market and B.) He rebounded nicely by taking Sabrina to lunch!

Nelson: Somehow, I don’t think Mike Logan’s definition of lunch matches up with the rest of the world’s and I really hope I don’t have to put up with this “I love Mary-Joe” junk again for the next several months.

Thanks but no thanks

[Chris Michaels catches his breath backstage when Notorious JON excitedly jumps into the frame.]

Notorious JON: Huge win out there, buddy! It felt just like old times, didn’t it?

[Michaels is silent. Notorious JON pats him on the back]

Notorious JON: Nice job getting the pin out there! That’ll get you votes for sure.. in fact!

[Notorious JON turns and faces the camera.]

Notorious JON: I hope you folks at home got a good look at that. Many of you may consider Chris Michaels old or washed up. You might have laughed when you saw Logan passing out that collection plate for the Chris Michaels retirement fund, but you know what? Michaels showed he can still do it, and that’s why he should get your vote for…

[Michaels has heard enough and spins Notorious JON around.]

Chris Michaels: Damnit! This isn’t a joke! My career isn’t a joke to me!

Notorious JON: Of course not, Chris, I just…

Michaels: I don’t need your help! I don’t need that clown Emmitt to bring my mixtapes and twinkies and try to be my friend! I can win this on my own!

Notorious JON: Of course you can, buddy, but everyone needs some..

Michaels: You really expect me to believe that you’re doing this for ME? Come on, I know you. You’re doing this for YOU, YOU want the title shot!

Notorious JON: What’d I need it for, Chris? I haven’t even been around, but..

Michaels: Because it’s all you ever want, damn it!

Notorious JON: So what do you want, Chris? Do you want me to drop out of the running.

Michaels: If you’re doing it for me, and not you, then…

Notorious JON: Well, the thing is, Chris, I’m already on all the posters. If I dropped out now, then we’d cost cWo’s marketing department hundreds of thousands of dollars!

[Michaels laughs.]

Michaels: Of course, of course, always an excuse!

Notorious JON: Well, Chris, if you want me out, then let’s at least make it exciting! How about at next driven, if you beat me, I’m out of the running… if I beat you, YOU’RE out of the running?

Michaels: You took the words right out of my mouth.

Notorious JON: BUT, let’s have the fans decide how we do it. After all, that’s what Total Control is all about.

Michaels: Fine with me. I’ll see you next week, “pal.”

[Michaels smirks and walks away]

Benson: The following match is our Main Event, and is for the cWo World Heavyweight Championship Match. Making his way out to the ring first, the challenger, from New York, New York, weighing in at 240 lbs, THE CHEDDDD, CHANDLER DALMONNNNN!

Nelson: Johnny Serious asked for a challenge last week, and Chandler Dalmon responded, and Robbie, I think Serious will be in for quite a challenge.

Hart: Well, Dalmon is a true challenge for Johnny Serious, and I believe tonight, we will see a new World Champion.

[The lights go down as the voice of Freddy Mercury and Queen can be heard and Chandler a shot of Chandler celebrating on the rampway after LOP can be seen.]

"Here we are, born to be kings!"

[Suddenly, the song skips ahead to the choir singing right before the second verse. The Omega symbol appears on the jumbo tron as in the middle of the stage stands a smiling Chandler Edsel Dalmon wearing a nice black button up and slacks! He stops on the rampway and stares at fans as the words "cWo steals your money" flashes on the tron and the second Verse plays.]

"Oh!
I am immortal
I have inside me blood of kings (Yeah, yeah!)
I have no rival
No man can be my equal
Take me to the future of new earth."

[He has made his way to the steal steps and climbs up it. He looks at the arena ashamed of what he sees. He then climbs into the ring.]

"Born to be kings, princes of the universe
Fighting and free, got your world in my hand
I'm here for your love and I'll make my stand
We were born to be princes of the universe
No man could understand
My power is in my own hand"

[Chandler removes his button up shirt and khakis to reveal his amature wrestling attire with the Omega symbol on the front and back. He looks over at the fans and raises his arms out with a gleaming smile on his face.]

Benson: And making his way out to the ring, from Hollywood, California, at 245 lbs, the cWo World Champion, JOHNNNNYYYY SEERRIIIOOUUSSS!!!

[The lights go our as the Voice of Johnny Serious comes over the sound system and says "Are You SERIOUS." An orange light turns on in the arena as the song "Elevation" by U2 plays. Johnny Serious makes his way out, wearing the cWo World Heavyweight Championship Belt. ]

Nelson: And listen to this capacity crowd Robbie. They are all on their feet.

Hart: There is a slobbering lovefest with this guy and I don't know what it's all about.

[He enters the ring, goes to a corner, climbs the turnbuckle, unstraps the Championship belt and lifts it in the air to the crowd with a playful cocky smile as the regular house lights come back on.]

Nelson: Johnny hands referee Johnny Williams the World Title, and we are about to get under way.

DING DING DING

[Serious and Dalmon begin to stare each other down.]

Nelson: Over the past two months, Serious has sent Heretic packing. At Warfare, he beat Andrew Phillips and we haven't seen Phillips since. Dalmon was another member of Omega.

Hart: One of only two left standing.

[Serious quickly charges at Dalmon surprising Dalmon with a hard clothesline.]

Nelson: And Chandler did not see that coming as he gets back to his feet.

[Serious back in and shoves Dalmon to a corner and delivers a few knees to the mid section of Dalmon. Dalmon grabs Serious and irish whips him into an opposite corner. He follows up with a running elbow, but Serious moves out of the way and Dalmon slams his back hard into the turnbuckles.]

Nelson: And Serious is very alert, moving out of the way.

[Serious pulls Dalmon to the center and lifts him up for a scoop slam and goes right for a standing leg drop into a pin.]

ONE

TW...

Nelson: And Dalmon kicks out, and right now, Johnny seems to be working pretty fast, and he continues on this pace, Dalmon may be instore for a quick loss.

Hart: Bite your tongue Joel. This match just started.

[Serious picks Dalmon back up for and pulls him in tight and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex, into another pin cover.]

ONE

TW...

Nelson: And Serious going for some early pin covers trying to sneak the win away early.

Hart: He knows Joel...He knows that if he goes the distance with Chandler Dalmon, that he will lose this match. Johnny's afraid.

[Dalmon back to his feet. Serious sends Dalmon. Dalmon bounces off the ropes and on his return, ducks a clothesline from Serious. He bounces off the opposite ropes and on his return, does a cross body dive sending Serious down to the mat and into a pin cover.]

ONE

T....

Nelson: And Johnny kicks out.

Hart: That was close Joel!

Nelson: Close, Johnny kicked out on a one count.

Hart: That's better then zero!

[Both men get to their feet quick and Dalmon pulls Serious in with an arm bar.]

Nelson: And now The Ched, slowing down the pace of this match.

[Dalmon twists Johnny's arm around and applies even more pressure on the shoulder of Serious.]

Hart: The Ched is a master in the ring Joel. Serious is going to be in a lot of trouble if he continues to let The Ched out duel him in this match.

[Dalmon grabs Johnny's arm with both hands and yanks it hard as a loud scream comes from Johnny's mouth. Dalmon grabs Serious and Irish Whips him into the ropes. As Serious bounces back, he is met with a hard Power Slam.]

Nelson: And for two men evenly matched up, that was as hard of a powerslam as you're ever going to see coming from either one of these men.

[Dalmon backs up to a corner, and runs towards Serious and hits a RUNNING KNEE on Johnny. He gets down to the mat and goes for a pin cover.]

ONE

TWO

T...

Nelson: And Serious kicks out, but Dalmon is not letting up, he quickly grabs Serious and places him in a head lock.

Hart: If you got not air, you can't wrestle. Dalmon is just sucking the air out of this paper champion.

Nelson: Paper Champion?

[Serious slowly tries to get to his feet while still trapped in Dalmon's headlock.]

Nelson: And where is Johnny getting this energy from. He is inching his way back to his feet. And this crowd has got to be pumping him up.

CROWD: JOHNNY, JOHNNY, JOHNNY, JOHNNY, JOHNNY

[Serious finally makes it to his feet, though still in some sort of a head lock. Serious runs towards the turnbuckle, springs off, and hits a running like bulldog on Dalmon as the crowd goes crazy. Serious quickly rolls Dalmon over for the pin.]

ONE

TWO

T...

Nelson: And Dalmon kicks out.

[Serious sits up, grabbing his neck and catching a little bit of his breath back. Serious gets to his feet and begins to kick at Dalmon who is trying to stand up.]

Nelson: And now Dalmon back to his feet, sends an elbow to the midsection of Johnny...He pulls Johnny in.....and hits the ICE 9 into a pin.

ONE

TWO

TH...

Nelson: And Johnny kicks out. Almost won himself the World Champion with the ICE 9, a variation of the Perfect Plex, which is a move we rarely see being used here in the cWo.

Hart: By far, Dalmon's move list is superior to the so called Champions.

[Dalmon gets up quickly and stomps on the chest of Serious. He then stands over him drops a set of elbows on Johnny.]

Nelson: We saw the big tag match earlier, but for Johnny, he has to keep himself focused in this match, and not even think about what may happen at Total Control.

Hart: Yeah, because it may be The Ched who is wondering who he is facing for the World Title.

[Dalmon picks Serious up and tosses him into the corner. He sets Serious up and hits the TORNADO DDT! While still locked in, Dalmon picks up Serious, walks to the ropes, jumps to the second rope and hits a second straight Tornado DDT.]

Nelson: That's two in a row!

[Dalmon gets back up with Serious, walks to the ropes and springs off the second rope into a third Tornado DDT, this time going for the pin.]

Hart: It's all over now!

ONE

TWO

THRE...

Nelson: And Johnny kicks out...barely clinging on after three Tornado DDT's in a row, how does he do it?

Hart: He must be on something. No one can take three of those in a row and kick out like he did. Must be cheating!

Nelson: Oh come on now!

[A surprised Dalmon rolls out of the ring, and then pulls Serious by the head so that his head is sticking off the Apron. Dalmon then strikes at Johnny's open throat with the edge of his elbow.]

Hart: I hope all of cWo is watching how The Ched is just man handling Serious. This is how easy it could be.

[Dalmon hits another elbow on the throat of Serious. He then goes under Johnny's head and pulls down on the next of Serious, choking the life of him.]

Nelson: Referee Johnny Williams doing his best to keep this main event match going but at what lengths will Dalmon go and test Williams.

[Dalmon releases the hold, and then grabs a chair and tosses it in the ring. He then rolls into the ring and goes to grab the chair but Referee Johnny Williams kicks the chair out of the ring.]

Nelson: Good for Williams!

Hart: I thought refs were supposed to be unbiased Joel.

Nelson: They are Robbie, and they are their to protect both wrestlers from anything perceived as anything harmful in the outside ring environment!

[Dalmon just stares at Referee Johnny Williams, as Serious slowly gets to his feet. As Johnny gets to his feet using the ropes as leverage, Dalmon rushes at Serious sending him over the ropes with a clothesline. Dalmon then climbs over the ropes himself and jumps down to the floor.]

Nelson: And we take this fight to the outside.

[Dalmon picks Serious and Irish whips him into the barricade. He quickly runs towards Serious and hits a splash off the barricade.]

ONE

Nelson: And these guys are moving closer towards us...and Williams has begun the count.

Hart: Not sure if I like this.

[Dalmon gives a few right hand closed punches.]

TWO

THREE

Nelson: And now Dalmon picking Serious up over his head, right in front of our Spanish commentating pals over there...and Dalmon just drops Serious behind his back, sending Serious right through the Spanish Announcing table.

FOUR

FIVE

[Dalmon quickly rolls into the ring and back out to restart the count.]

Hart: I believe Ched calls that the Shooting Down the Walls of Heartache, and as we sit here seeing your champion layed out like 2 dollar stake, I can see why.

[A replay plays of Ched lifting Serious up and dropping him right through the Announcers Table.]

Nelson: Dalmon now picks up the battered Serious and rolls him back into the ring. Dalmon rolls through and goes for the pin cover.

ONE

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THRE....

Nelson: And Serious kicks out and now The Ched is arguing with Johnny Williams.

[Dalmon gets up to his feet and begins walking towards Johnny Williams, backing Williams in the corner.]

Nelson: This is a shameful act!

Hart: Calm down, he hasn't even touched Williams!

Nelson; The threat alone is disgusting...

[Just then, Serious springs up to his feet with a KIP UP as the crowd begins going crazy.]

Hart: Turn around CHED!!!! Turn Around!

Nelson: Dalmon has himself preoccupied by the ref that he hasn't noticed Serious or the crowd for that matter!

[Dalmon finally turns around to see Johnny Serious staring him down. Dalmon begins to back peddle a bit, but Serious pulls him, picks him up and hits a Fallaway Slam on Dalmon.]

Nelson: And Serious hits the Serious Slam....

Hart: An original name for a move...hey, let me just put my name in front of something and rename the move!

[Serious pulls Dalmon up to his feet and he goes for The Got Serious'd, but Dalmon drops to his knees, He then pulls Serious down, and rolls Serious up for a pin, holding onto the ropes.]

ONE

TWO

THRE...

Nelson: And Serious kicks out. even as Dalmon tried to cheat and hold the ropes, he could not keep Serious down!

[Dalmon gets up and pulls Serious to his feet, He sends Serious into the opposite corner and the runs towards Serious with a corner splash. He pulls Serious in and...]

Nelson: Dalmon has Serious set up for the Zeno's Paradox...he lifst him up...but SERIOUS breaks free and drops to his feet!

Hart: What the hell??

Nelson: And Serious grabs Dalmon from behind with the back of Dalmon's hair and pulls him in......CHANDLER DALMON JUST GOT SERIOUS'D!!!!!!!!!!

Hart: You got to be kidding me!

Nelson: Serious with the cover!

ONE

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THREE

DING DING DING

Benson: Your Winner, and still cWo World Heavyweight Champion, JOHNNNNNYYYY SEEERRRRRIIIIOOOOUUUUSSSSSS!!!!!!

["Elevation" by U2 begins to play as Serious grabs the World Title and walks to a corner and lifts it up in the air.]

Nelson: Well, Dalmon almost had this match won a couple of times, first with that triple Tornado DDT, then again with that surprise roll up pin, and then he had Johnny set up for the Zeno's Paradox - A Chronic Pump-handle Slam, but in the end, Chandler Dalmon is just another wrestler in the list to say THEY JUST GOT SERIOUS'D!

[A replay shows of the GOT SERIOUS'D, from several different angles.]

Nelson: This crowd here in Penn State is loving the outcome here .

Robbie. Of course they are. They're all idiots...they should be studying for their finals. I hope they all FAIL out of college!

[Serious continues to celebrate in the ring, going from corner to corner, lifting the title in the air to the crowd!]

Nelson: I must say Robbie, watching Johnny celebrate never gets old. He has been through a lot, cWo has been through a lot, and to see him come out here, put up a good fight, and then celebrate with his fans, it's amazing.

Hart: Oh enough all ready with your slobbering lovefest for this man! Makes me want to puke.

Nelson: Well, that is all the time we have tonight, but join Lance Wilden and Peter Tiger in Jackson Mississippi for FULL THROTTLE on Saturday. I'm Joel Nelson along with Robbie Hart saying good night, and thanks for taking the Drive with us!

[Camera pans to Serious in the ring as the copyright logo flashes and the scene fades to black!]