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 Mellon Arena Colliseum in Pittsburgh 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 “Where's the beef,” “Review my sign” and “Mary Joe's Rebound” with an arrow pointing down. The camera then focuses on Joel Nelson and Robbie Hart seated at the announce position.]

Nelson: Little over three weeks away from Total Control, where the cWo fans call the shots!

Hart: Not a lot of shots to call so far!

Nelson: Perhaps tonight the lines will become more clear. We got a wild night of action tonight. We got a follow up match from two weeks ago when Devon Dice and Chastity McGavin took on Victor Emmit and Lana Lexington.

[A graphic appears on screen revealing Devon Dice versus Victor Emmit.]

Nelson: This time it's just Devon Dice against Victor Emmit.

Hart: How about Muru going up against Chazz Mendel?

[A graphic then appears showcasing Muru versus Chazz Mendel.]

Nelson: That on its own should be worth the price of admission. Our main event tonight however long time cWo fans should appreciate.

[A graphic then shows highlighting Notorious JON versus Chris Michaels.]

Nelson: It's "HotShot" Chris Michaels going up against Notorious JON, and it's a shame it came to this. The winner of this match will remain in the running for the World Heavyweight Championship at Total Control. And the loser, well..you work it out.

Hart: The competitions not big enough for the four of them, someone's gotta go!

DING DING DING

Dixon: This contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a non-title matchup.

[“High Roller” by The Crystal Method plays over the arena, as Maddie walks out towards the ring, the title belt draped over her left shoulder.]

Dixon: Introducing first from Waterbury, Connecticut and weighing in at 125 pounds, she is the cWo Women’s Champion. MAD MADDIE!

Nelson: Well, here’s the new Women’s Champion. Though we have not seen much of her in the last few weeks. Her last appearance was in Worcester three weeks ago at Driven 63.

Hart: Knowing her, she’s probably backstage passed out in a utility closet.

Nelson: Must you say things like that?

Hart: I’m surprised she’s not out here with a bottle of whiskey. You remember when she came to the ring reeking of booze?

Nelson: Regardless, she’s the top female in the company now.

Hart: How sad for the other girls.

Nelson: And she’s in the ring now with a microphone, let’s see what she wants.

Hart: Oh God, get the censors ready!

[Maddie stands in the middle of the ring, holding the title in her left hand and the microphone in her right.]

Maddie: You’re all surprised huh? Surprised to see me holding this?

Nelson: I was shocked, I didn’t think she would beat Chastity.

Maddie: Well guess what, I stunned the wrestling world.

Nelson: That she did.

Maddie: So Tony Awesome called me up the other day, and was asking me what I was going to be doing now, since I’m the champion at all. Asking me, why I haven’t been around these last few weeks. Well, here’s an answer for you. I’m ready whenever wherever to defend my title. If you don’t want me fighting a bitch, then guess what I’m going to be doing. Not fighting a bitch. See how simple this works out?

Hart: Is she crazy or what? What a role model for the kids.

Maddie: But then, I have been told by Tony Awesome, the fans can pick my challenger for the title at Total Control. That I can pick three of the girls in the back and the fans can select who they want to face me for the title at the pay-per-view. Well guess what, I been sitting back the last few weeks and waiting, see if any the girls wanted to take on the queen. Where is the women’s division the last few weeks, stand up and want their shot at gold?

[paused]

Maddie: I’ll tell you, they are all running scared. That’s what. Nobody’s willing to come up and spin the wheel. They saw what I had done to Chastity, and they don’t want a piece of me, cause I’ll leave them a bloody wreck. And Total Control, you know there will be some hardcore stipulation none of the ladies in the back want to face me against. They don’t want to go to that level, dragged into the mud for the fight of their lives.

[pauses again]

Maddie: BUT GUESS WHAT! Three of you are gonna have to be thrown into the war, one of you better be ready for the fight of your life. Notorious Jon already threw her daughter into the running, so we got Lana Lexington. As for the other two, well first off I have picked Cassie Charisma. Welcome to the big leagues little slugger. This isn’t a soccer pitch or a softball diamond or whatever the hell it was you was doing before. Though you might want to bring a baseball bat, it might be the only way you can stop me. Either way, I just want to slap around that pretty face of yours.

[pause]

Maddie: As for number three, sorry Evette it’s not you. I don’t back down from a challenge, and well I think that freak of a female Bellatrix Drake would be a better challenge than you.

Nelson: Wow, Maddie just challenged Bellatrix, Cassie, and Lana. She’s sure giving herself quite a challenge.

Maddie: Now bring on my next victim…

If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home
You say: If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home!
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I won’t change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[Evette makes her way down to the ring, wearing short female shorts with a dollar sign printed on the ass and a GLAMOROUS tee shirt. She steps in the ring through the lower rope, walks to the center of the ring, and gives a smile and waves to the fans who are obviously hate her.

Dixon: And her opponent from New York, New York… EVETTE!!!

[Evette enters the ring, and puts her purse on the outside steps.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: And we are under way here, our women’s champion vs. a former champion in Evette.

Hart: Evette is too good for Maddie anyway, this is a waste of her quality time. Maddie is just some street urchin.

[Evette throws a few punches, and then slaps Maddie across the face a few times. But Maddie barely moves.]

Nelson: Hits like that are not going to knock her down all that easily.

Hart: Of course, Maddie’s a glutton for punishment.

[Evette then tries to run at Maddie and hit her with a running bulldog, but Maddie just clotheslines her instead.]

Nelson: What is Maddie doing? She’s just still standing nearly in the same spot.

[Evette then tries to grab Maddie’s hair, but Maddie pushes her away. She tries to go for it once more, and Maddie throws a stiff left hook landing to Evette’s jaw. Evette falls to the mat.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

[Evette gets onto one knee, and Hector Garcia’s count stops.]

Nelson: I think Evette’s probably getting more than she wants out of this match.

[Evette tries to reach for her purse, crawling over towards her corner. But Maddie runs over and pushes the purse on to the floor. Evette tries to reach down to the floor, but Maddie pulls her back in the center of the ring.]

Nelson: This doesn’t look good.

Maddie: [able to be heard from the first few rows] Come on bitch, you got anything besides that purse of yours?

Nelson: Wow…

Maddie: Let’s see what you got.

Hart: Maddie is not playing anymore, that’s for sure.

Nelson: She’s practically daring her on at this point.

[Evette gets up off the mat, and slaps Maddie in the face a couple of times. But Maddie grabs her arm on the fourth slap attempt, puts her in an arm lock, and then DDT’s her.]

Nelson: Maddie’s had enough, play time is over.

[Maddie then gets down, and locks Evette into the Jack Daniels.]

Nelson: Jack Daniels! Jack Daniels! This should be over!

[Evette starts tapping out furiously and crying out in pain.]

DING DING DING

Dixon: Your winner by submission, Mad Maddie!!

Nelson: Well, Maddie was right. Evette wasn’t much of a challenge for her. But at Total Control, let’s see if you fans can pick a challenge for her. Bellatrix Drake, Lana Lexington, or Cassie Charisma. And who knows what stipulation they might face.

Hart: It’ll be ugly, that’s for sure. If Maddie does this to class like Evette, just imagine what she’ll do to the fellow proletarians.

Nelson: I’m surprised you even knew a big word like that.

Hart: Hey, I just saw a show on it on the History Channel.

Nelson: Whatever.

[Mr. Rich then comes out from the entrance way with a mic in his hand.]

Hart: Don't look now, it's Mr. Rich! Coming to the aid of his beautiful wife!

[Mr. Rich comes halfway down the aisle passing by a victorious Mad Maddie and stops. He looks to the jeering audience as a pained Evette slowly exits the ring and attempts to catch up with him.]

Mr. Rich: It's been one week since I offered some money for anyone who can bring Giant Maxx to his knees and send him off in a straight jacket, and all ready there is a long line of guys biting at the opportunity. After long consideration, the effort starts next week because it's gonna be Giant Maxx taking on Detroit Jack Gibson, and I know Jack Gibson's resume and by the looks of things, he's gonna be fifty thousand dollars richer.

Nelson: What a disgusting human being.

Hart: Mr. Rich is really passionate about this. Usually he enjoys making someone's life miserable but it doesn't look like he's enjoying this at all.

Nelson: You ever think that maybe he's gotten what he deserves?

Hart: What's this now?

[Evette catches up with Mr. Rich as the two look at each other and share some words, when Giant Maxx is seen trying to push his way down the aisle with a mic in his hand as Barrett Hawk attempts to dissuade him.]

Hart: This is it Joel! This is what Rich is talking about, Maxx is gonna hurt somebody!

Nelson: We don't know what he's out here for, you don't know that.

[Barrett Hawk settles Maxx down a few feet away from Mr. Rich.]

Hart: Where is Mr. Rich's bodyguards?

Maxx: Mr. Rich! Why you so mean to me? All me wanted was to be yous Intern. Yous try to take me away from here and all mes friends.

Nelson: A valid question by Giant Maxx.

Hart: He doesn't even know what valid means.

Mr. Rich: I want you out of here because you are a danger to everyone. Look what you did to me you illiterate bastard! You took my lively hood away when you put you're bear claws over me. You are a low class retard in need of a straight jacket. No one here likes you. No one here trusts you. And your retart strength is going to get someone killed, as it almost got me killed. I am going to make sure that you and your hillbilly hick of a friend, Barrett Hawk pay for your retarded mistake.

[Giant Maxx looks enraged as Hawk exerts all his energy restraining him.]

Mr. Rich: Oh come on Barrett, let the big idiot go. Let's see what he does, and then maybe someone will finally listen to me.

[Hawk shouts at Maxx as the fans boo the situation. Mr. Rich shouts "come on!" as Hawk manages to settle Maxx down, he points to the backstage area as Maxx looks saddened.]

Mr. Rich: Come on you hick, let the Giant go, unless....unless you want to collect your fifty thousand now and go Of Mice and Men on the idiot. I mean I only wanted him in some mental institute but if you want to put a bullet to the back of his head, that is your deal.

Nelson: Who does he think he's talking to?

[Hawk stops. He tells Maxx to wait as he turns around face Rich.]

Mr. Rich: Whoa....don't look at me like that, you heard what I said!

[Hawk puts both hands on the armrests of the chair, as he looks Mr. Rich in the eyes irate.]

Nelson: I think Mr. Rich said a word too many!

[Hawk then lifts up the arms, flipping the chair backwards as Evette shrieks.]

Nelson: Oh my god!

Hart: Is he crazy!

[Rich sommersaults backwards on the ramp as Evette shouts "what are you thinking!" Meanwhile fans cheer the move.]

Nelson: Hawk couldn't take another word of it!

Hart: This isn't cool, he just knocked over a crippled and broken man! How can you condone this!?

[Hawk's mood changes as he looks rather despondent as he directs a confused Giant Maxx to the backstage area.]

Nelson: This is a man who put a fifty thousand dollar bounty on Giant Maxx being put out of the cWo by any means necessary.

Hart: He's a man in a chair!

Nelson: That doesn't make it right.

Hart: Well now Rich is down like a fish out of water.

Nelson: EMT members are coming to the aid of Mr. Rich...

Hart: What happens now? Barrett Hawk should be facing serious repercussions now!

Nelson: That's in the hands of Tony Awesome. We gotta take a break folks, we'll be right back...

[Mr. Rich is put on a stretcher and rolled backstage with a sobbing Evette.]

[Back from commercials we see a concerned looking Robbie Hart and Joel Nelson.]

Nelson: Welcome back folks. For those who just tuned in we just saw the situation between Mr. Rich, Barrett Hawk and Giant Maxx hasn't gotten any less heated, but early word on Mr. Rich's condition is that he's gonna be alright.

Hart: Let's look at what happened again!

[Footage then plays of what occured before the break.]

Mr. Rich: Come on you hick, let the Giant go, unless....unless you want to collect your fifty thousand now and go Of Mice and Men on the idiot. I mean I only wanted him in some mental institute but if you want to put a bullet to the back of his head, that is your deal.

Nelson: Who does he think he's talking to?

[Hawk stops. He tells Maxx to wait as he turns around face Rich.]

Mr. Rich: Whoa....don't look at me like that, you heard what I said!

[Hawk puts both hands on the armrests of the chair, as he looks Mr. Rich in the eyes irate.]

Nelson: I think Mr. Rich said a word too many!

[Hawk then lifts up the arms, flipping the chair backwards as Evette shrieks. The footage then
comes to a close.]

Hart: That could put Mr. Rich on the injured list for another month!

Nelson: The update I received was that he's just shaken up.

Hart: What do they know!

Nelson: They're doctors.

Hart: Well now Giant Maxx has Jack Gibson to worry about!..

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

["Princess Of The Universe" by Queen plays over the sound system as CHeD walks out, strutting onto the ramp. He stretches out his arms and points his thumbs towards himself in arrogance. He laughs and comes down to the ring.]

Dixon: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, from Manhattan, New York. Chandler Dalmon!

Nelson: Ched sure does look full of energy tonight! Maybe he's a changed man!

[Dalmon looks at disgust into the audience.]

Hart: Or maybe not! Bahaha.

[The music comes to a halt as Ched stands alone, waiting for his opponent. Nothing.]

[Silence.]

Nelson: Uhh, Vandal should be out here shortly. His suspension is over, you'd think he'd be excited to get back into it?

Hart: Nah, he knows what's about to come his way. A beating and to top it off, the Zeno Paradox!

[Ched smiles and begins to laugh.]

[Mixed reactions from the audience, with some cheers winning over the boos. But still no Vandal.]

Dixon: And his opponent, weighing in at 225 lbs... Johnnnnny Vandalllllll!!!

Hart: And Ched has done it again! He continues to impress me.

[Ched signals for the bell to be rung as he smiles with happiness, almost giddy...]

["Hysteria" by Muse plays over the sound system as Vandal walks out, smirking at Ched, almost as if he got caught playing the best prank of all. Cheers erupt not for Vandal, but for the fact that the match will ensue. The music cuts off as Vandal holds the mic to his mouth.]

Nelson: It looks like Vandal came prepared!

Vandal: Wow. Ched is it? Ha, did you really think you would be able to squirm out of this one? What, was there a thought somewhere in the back of your mind that maybe I was done? Scared? No...

You see, I just wanted to prove a point. Quitting on something. Giving up. Just leaving it all behind. It does nothing for you, just makes it easier on your enemies.

[Ched looks confused as he looks around the crowd.]

Vandal: Did you see how excited you were to not wrestle tonight? By me not showing up, I let you off the hook. I give you a free win. And in my book, wins and losses mean nothing. But to let you get that satisfaction just doesn't do it for me...

Which is why I'm here to prove another point.

Nelson: What's Vandal doing?

Hart: I don't know and I don't care. He's all bark and no bite.

Vandal: I'm going to beat you. Senseless. There won't be an announcement saying who wins or loses tonight Ched. And if there is... I'll make sure you're not conscious to hear it.

[A slight pop from the crowd as Ched goes over to the side. He turns to speak, but Vandal has sprinted down into the ring.]

Ched: Well list...

[Vandal spears Ched into the mat. The mic falls and the bell rings.]

Nelson: A HUGE statement from Vandal, and I think the crowd is loving it!

Hart: It isn't mutual, trust me.

[Vandal pummels Ched into the mat with lefts and rights. The referee seperates them. Vandal smiles as Ched comes forward. Vandal plants an elbow into the skull of Ched who falls hard.]

Hart: That's entertainment!

[Vandal picks Ched up and lifts him into a vertical suplex. He gets Ched up and has him hang there for a moment before falling back.]

Nelson: A well planted suplex! Vandal sure is fresh off that suspension!

Hart: Well, he did have a match with Michaels if you want to even call it that.

[Vandal picks Ched up again for another vertical suplex, but instead he drops him forward landing Ched's abdomen on the ropes, who collpases outside.]

Nelson: A violent reverse putting Ched outside the ring!

Hart: That's where Vandal shines.

[Vandal slides out, but Ched trips him up. They pop up quickly, Ched holding his stomach. Vandal comes forward with a haymaker and Ched pushes off and dropkicks Vandal into outside stairs.]

Nelson: A great counter by Ched with that massive dropkick. Athleticism at it's finest!

Hart: I told you Ched would be a factor in this.

[Vandal covers his face as Ched runs forward to capitalize. Vandal moves back and kicks Ched and does a knee breaker right into Ched's face!]

Nelson: These two are really roughing it up, neither of them are getting an upper hand!

Hart: Tit for tat. You hit me in the face, I hit you in the face harder.

[Vandal grabs Ched and DDTs him onto the surface outside. He picks him up and puts him back in the ring.]

Nelson: Vandal is now taking the fight back where it belongs for once!

Hart: Surprise there, eh?

[Instead of sliding in, Vandal jumps up to the turnbuckle.]

Nelson: Vandal is up top!

[Ched stumbles to his feet and turns.]

Nelson: HURICANRANA!!! Vandal lands it perfectly!

Hart: He's taking the win!

ONE!

TWO!

Nelson: NO! Almost!

[Vandal keeps his cool, but shows a little annoyance in the close pinfall. He lifts Ched up, who turns...]

Nelson: NECKBREAKER!!!

Hart: Holy Magyver that came out of nowhere!

[Ched pins.]

ONE!

Nelson: Vandal kicks out!

[Ched stumbles up and looks at the crowd.]

Ched: Superkick!

[He stomps his feet and gets closer to Vandal who is trying to recover slowly. Ched moves in.]

Nelson: SUPERKICK BY VANDAL!

Hart: What the hell!

Nelson: Ched fell right into it and it looks like Vandal took one out of Michael's book of tricks!!! THE PIN!

ONE!

TWO!

[Vandal gets off of Ched who lies on the mat. He goes outside the ring and grabs a chair bringing it back in. The crowd is into it.]

Nelson: Well, looks like Vandal is still the same. Another flawed ending for him.

Hart: The man doesn't care about wins or losses, just destroying the opponent. I APPROVE.

[Vandal lifts the chair to bring down on Ched's knee.]

Nelson: Looks like he's going for the knee.

Hart: If Ched is going to quit, Vandal is going to make it permanent.

[Vandal lets the chair hang there as the referee is pleading and yelling.]

Nelson: What's he waiting for?

[Vandal tosses the chair outside as the crowd hisses. He goes for the pin.]

ONE!

TWO!

Nelson: NOT YET! Ched is still in this!

Hart: Vandal is done. He's done.

[Vandal is furious and brings Ched to his feet. He goes for a right, but Ched counters and hits him with furious punches to the face.]

Nelson: Look at Ched go!

[Ched tosses Vandal to the ropes. When Vandal comes back he's hit with a MASSIVE SPINEBUSTER!]

Nelson: Ruthless!

Hart: That isn't giving the man enough credit!

[Ched picks Vandal up above him and drops him behind without caring. He laughs at the crowd, fully back in it now.]

Nelson: What's Ched doing?

[Ched spots the chair outside the ring and slides out to retrieve it. He comes in and the referee tries to plead with Ched, but he won't have any of it.]

Hart: That chair has a destiny. To vandalize Vandal. See what I did there?

Nelson: Ched means business, this isn't pretty.

[Ched turns to the crowd and yells "Watch this!" as always does with moves, but when he turns Vandal is up and flips him off, dropkicking the chair into Ched.]

Nelson: A HUGE dropkick! That's a game changer!

Hart: Vandal wasn't having any of that move calling, ha.

[Vandal comes to his feet and looks out at the crowd.]

Vandal: Watch this!

[He picks Ched up who still has fight left in him and kicks Vandal, but Vandal catches the shoe. Vandal spins him and closelines him to ground.]

Hart: I could watch this all day baby!

Nelson: Vandal has gained the upperhand!

[Vandal picks Ched up and sets him up for the finish.]

Hart: This could be it!

Nelson: VANDALISM! Johnny Vandal just nailed Ched with his finisher! The PIN!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

[The bell sounds as Vandal gets up from the mat. Ched lays motionless.]

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner, Johnny Vandal!

[The fans cheer and boo almost as one as Vandal does not react to them. He looks down at Ched and smiles as he leaves the ring.]

Nelson: What a match and what a win for Johnny Vandal tonight!

Hart: Yeah, it was hard fought, looks like Vandal did make his point after all by not giving Ched the easy way out and injuring him!

[Vandal starts to leave, but asks for a mic when he hits the ropes. He comes to the center.]

Vandal: I came into this match tonight to prove a point. That I can go toe-to-toe with anyone, even the biggest jackass known to man. I also wanted to show that playing by the rules is something I'm capable of doing. But then I had an epiphany. Why do I care what people think of me? Who am I trying to impress here? No one.

By beating Ched, I simply prove that he isn't worthy of anything but a lollipop and a band-aid. So why even keep him around? Ched, you said it yourself. You were done with cWo, weren't you?

[Ched lays on the ground, writhing.]

Vandal: Yep, I heard it with my own ears. So I was going to take your knee out and finish you forever. Everyone here saw it.

[The crowd gives a small cheer, acknowledging when Vandal had the chair.]

Vandal: But I didn't use it. Because you're not done. There's more ass beatings to be had. More matches to lose. And more excuses to make...

But then again, who really wants to see you [Vandal uses his fingers as quotations.] "compete"? Nobody Chedster. Nobody. And when I first joined the cWo, I promised that this company would be vandalized. That careers would be changed. And this, little buddy, is fate.

Hart: What is Vandal going to do?

[Ched is trying to crawl to the ropes, but Vandal grabs him.]

Nelson: Vandal grabbing Dalmon... A rapid DDT!

Hart: I was expecting something worse.

[Vandal picks up Ched's legs and sets up and connects the Sharpshooter.]

Nelson: This is the move Vandal used on K'Plang that hurt him so badly!

Hart: Stretch him out!

[Vandal pulls with an extreme rage as he pulls back. The referee and announcer try to stop the move, but Vandal continues the hold.]

Nelson: Well, that's enough there Vandal, it's too much...

[Vandal continues to pull as the energetic audience slowly dies down as the malicious attack continues.]

Hart: He's snapped, he truly has snapped.

Nelson: Vandal hasn't snapped, he's perfectly sane. That's what scares me!

[Vandal still pulls and finally he drops the hold as Ched lays motionless. Vandal stands above him.]

Nelson: Vandal continues his ways, just when we thought he was beginning to wrestle with a clear conscience...

Hart: He comes through in spades yet again! I love this guy!

Nelson: Well, the feeling probably isn't mutual Robbie, remember?

[We then hear "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begin to play over the P.A. system trumpeting the arrival of Mike Logan as the fans immediately start booing their lungs out as Mike Logan emerges from the curtain wearing a red muscle shirt and faded blue jeans and sunglasses as he comes to the ring with Sabrina Swallows, who is wearing a very skimpy Catholic school-girl out-fit as Mike and Sabrina exchange a deep, sloppy kiss on the ramp-way with Mike Logan grabbing her rear end and lifting up her skirt for the crowd to see her white lace thong. As the two of them saunter their way to the ring, various bits of garbage and drinks begin to get hurled in their direction. One fan gets into a verbal confrontation with Mike Logan, who responds by knocking the gentleman's bevergae out of his hand and spitting in his direction as the fan tries to jump the railing at Mike Logan, who's continuing to taunt him as security pulls the man away from Mike Logan's direction with Mike laughing like a hyena.]

Hart: Mike Logan's gonna kick the night off here!

Nelson: Whoopie. After watching him assault a woman last week I'm not sure I'm looking forward to this.

[Mike Logan then steps in the ring and starts gyrating his hips to some females in the front row who throw their garbage at him. With Sabrina not paying attention, Mike signals to them with two fingers and his tongue between them as now the female fans want to jump the railing as Sabrina takes the microphone and starts to speak.]

Nelson: Oh boy, here we go... I'm sure the FCC is on stand-by right now...

Swallows: Uhmm... like... ex-cuse me?

[The crowd continues to boo loudly at Mike and Sabrina.]

Swallows: You people should, like, uhmm... totally listen to what my man has to say because he truly is, like, the future of the cWo for sure! Now, if you all will, like, totally rise to your feet and junk and give my man a hand!

[The crowd keeps booing as some of the fans in attendance start chanting "SHE'S GOT HER-PES!!!" at Sabrina as Mike's covering her ears and takes the microphone.]

Logan: For the record, Sabrina does NOT have herpes, so you inbred little pieces of garbage can stop with your pathetic little chants now...

[The crowd is really letting them have it at this point.]

Logan: Well, in case you simple-minded peons can't figure why in God's name the "Loga-Conda" would ever grace people as undeserving as you with his presence, the answer is really simple. You see, for the twelve of you in the audience that have a computer and know how to use it, plus the only two of you that don't use the internet for free porn know that the cWo is holding a little pay-per-view called "Total Control" where they give you, the fans, the choice of who you want to see get the title shot. As much as you fans love to hate me and think there's the no way "The Canadian Gigolo" could ever win the fan vote, let me tell you why I KNOW you people will vote for me. You people KNOW at this rate that it's gonna take someone like your pathetic little hero, Johnny Serious, to try and shut me up and I KNOW you people would pay good money to see Johnny Serious TRY to kick my ass, am I right?

[The fans actually start cheering and even chanting "JOHNNY's GONNA KILL YOU!" causing Mike Logan to smirk.]

Logan: See what I mean? And besides, looking at the options to choose from... I'll explain why I'm the only logical choice for this title shot. First of all, we have Chris Michaels, cWo's resident geratric himself. Seriously, Chris... why don't you spend your time applying to AARP for your retirement benefits instead of setting yourself up for epic failure, but then again, that's been your whole career hasn't it? Yeah, you've won titles, and yeah, you've made the Hall-Of-Fame, but to me... you're like Babe Ruth back when he was playing for the Boston Braves. The guy was such a shell of what he was that it was painful to even watch him knowing what he once was and you, Chris... you're just like Babe Ruth was then. The time has come to step aside and let the new generation take this company to new heights...

[The fans are booing very loudly and throwing garbage again as Mike just basks in it all.]

Logan: Then, we have that limey bastard himself, Jacob Bastard, erm, I mean, Baxter... I look at this guy and can't help but think to myself how can a guy that boring and stiff ever be World Champion material. You see, Jakey-boy... unlike me, you just don't have what it takes to grab the damn brass ring and run with it. You only can swat at it. You're always gonna be the guy that just can't step up to the next level, the guy that never could win the big one. You, my mentally stunted friend, are this generation's version of Dan Marino!

[Even more boos are raining down at this point as the ring is starting to look like a land-fill.]

Logan: And as for YOU, Notorious Jon... you should have done the smart thing and stayed in Hollywood because no one, AND THE LOGA-CONDA MEANS NO ONE... EVER... steals MY spotlight! You and Chris Michaels both were great legends at one time, but the time's come for you to step away because whether you want to admit it or not... you just don't have what it takes to beat 243 pounds of walking, talking sex-appeal... I AM "The Women's Pleasure" and "The Men's Regret". What you see is what you get. And what you don't see... is better yet! I am the "Essence of Excellence", the "Canadian Gigolo", the "Loga-Conda", the "Sexual Intellectual"... I AM... Mike freakin' Logan, and I AM the future of the cWo! You? You're just an old has-been!

[The crowd by this point is livid and starts to chant "SHUT THE HELL UP!" at Mike Logan who just shakes his head and laughs.]

Nelson: This crowd is echoing my feelings exactly!

Hart: Well, Mike Logan IS speaking the truth...

Logan: Face it, cWo... you all wanna be like Mike! And now, we come to the world champion... Johnny Serious. I will give you credit for getting the belt off of that emo-freak Heretic, but once you won that belt... you immediately became MY single, solitary purpose... to take down the People's Champion here in cWo and wrap that eight pounds of gold around my waist as the "Loga-cy of cWo" will officially begin! You come out here, spouting off catch-phrases like a hipster, shaking hands, and kissing babies... and it makes me want to puke! You see, I don't give a damn about these people and they all hate me, which is fine, but I know their hearts. They're gonna pay good money to hope for you to kick the "Loga-Conda" up, down, and all-around the arena... one small problem, Johnny-boy... that ain't happening! I guarantee you have never seen a man with as much athletic, not to mention sexual prowess in that squared circle... So at Total Control... when these fans vote me in... you best be on your "A game", John-boy, because the "Loga-Conda" is playing for keeps that night!

[Mike Logan then drops the microphone and him and Sabrina start making out in the middle of the ring again as they finally start walking to the back.]

Nelson: That may have been the most venom-filled tirade that has ever come out of the mouth of Mike Logan... someone needs to shut this egotistical jerk up once and for all.

Hart: Question is who could step up and do it? I don't think there's a soul on the roster who can even touch Mike Logan right now...

DING DING DING

Dixon: This next contest is scheduled for one fall!

[Clutch's "Electric Worry" blasts over the PA system. The crowd erupts into cheers as Devon Dice makes his way out onto the stage, beginning his walk down the aisle.]

Dixon: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, from Atlantic City, New Jersey. Devooooon Dice!

Nelson: This could be a very good month for Devon Dice if everything goes his way. He's looking at a possible shot at cWo United States Championship glory if the fans so choose.

Hart: Well don't put all your eggs in Dice's basket! Chastity McGavin's no slouch!

Nelson: There's a story to be told with Chastity McGavin but we'll get into that after this match.

[As Dice approaches the ring, we see a brief montage of Devon Dice at Penn State interviewing various cWo fans.]

Nelson: Dice has spent the better part of last week campaigning and last week he took his cause to Penn State.

Hart: That mouth of his can definitely win himself some fan attention.

[The footage ends as we return to ringside, as Dice is in the ring preparing for Victor Emmit.]

Hart: You won't be seeing Chastity McGavin hitting the streets with her campaign.

Nelson: But her skills definitely make a great case for herself.

[Multi coloured lights shine around the arena as the intro passes. With a burst of energy Victor Emmit jumps out from the entrance way wearing purple sunglasses, a tie dye jacket, in his purple, green and yellow tie dye wrestling tights, and boots with flairs on them. He paces from left to right surveying the audience as he air guitars the theme song.]

Dixon: Entering the ring, weighing in at two hundred and twenty six pounds, hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia. Victoooooor Emmiiiiit!

[Emmit begins strolling down the aisle as fans treat him with boos.]

Nelson: Victor Emmit has a different story than Dice that's for sure. He's made his share of enemies since returning to the cWo.

Hart: Well he's no enemy of mine. The guy's just misunderstood. He tried apologizing to Chris Michaels and all he got was a slap in the face!

Nelson: Victor's not exactly innocent.

Hart: And he's got that psychopath Johnny Vandal on his tail! Life ain't easy for the Boss!

Nelson: He's not the Boss.

Hart: That's what he calls himself!

Nelson: Until he records a better album than Born in the U.S.A. he's not the Boss.

Hart: What do you have against him?

Nelson: He's got a bad attitude. His influence over Notorious JON definitely isn't helping. Tonight Notorious JON is facing off against Chris Michaels and potentially costing the man he vouched for months ago a shot at the title. It's easy to believe if Victor's influence didn't win over Jon they wouldn't have gone that route.

Hart: So that's where it all comes from.

[Victor Emmit rids himself of all his entrance gear as he braces himself for the match. Aaron Blake gets between the two, and calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

[Devon Dice makes a stern march towards Victor Emmit, when Victor leaps back and holds his arms out, proposing that Dice hold off for a minute. Aaron Blake gets in between the two as he holds Dice off momentarily. Fans boo as Victor begins adjusting his ring attire.]

Nelson: Well Devon Dice is more than ready to compete tonight. Can't say the same for Victor Emmit.

Hart: He just needs to make some adjustments, you can't wrestle at one hundred percent if your tights are chaffing you. You could get a rash!

Nelson: In the ring with Dice you got bigger problems than a little rash.

Hart: W-well what about a big rash?

[Victor Emmit claims to be ready as he nods his head and steps more toward the center of the ring. Dice and Victor begin circling each other again.]

Nelson: Alright let's get down to business here.

[They go in towards the center for a collar and elbow tie up but Victor backs up, and begins adjusting his hair.]

Nelson: Oh nevermind, hold the phone folks, Victor Emmit, he has to fix his hair now!

Hart: His mother could be watching!

Nelson: Oh yeah, sure. That's important. Why doesn't he worry about that later. This Pittsburgh crowd wants to see some wrestling!

Hart: They'll get to that just hold your horses!

[Dice looks frustrated as Victor Emmit once again claims to be ready as the two take center stage again. Dice charges towards Victor, who stops Dice as he comes with a thumb to the eye.]

Nelson: And now he's poking Dice in the eyes!

[Victor begins laying three rapid kicks to Dice's gut as Dice weakens. Victor goes behind Dice, and wipes him off his feet with a belly to back takedown.]

Hart: There's your wrestling!

[Victor floats over to hook in a front face lock, only momentarily as he floats over to the legs of Devon Dice, Dice rolls on his back as Victor attempts a half crab, but Dice kicks him backwards.]

Nelson: Victor looked to be going for a submission.

[Victor is sent backing into the ropes, on the rebound he attempts to elbow drop Dice.]

Nelson: Misses an elbow.

[Dice gets up and tries to quickly elbow Victor instead, but Victor dodges.]

Nelson: And Dice, now.

[As Victor attempts to get to his feet, Dice uses his arms and sweeps Victor at the back of the legs, knocking Victor on his back.]

Nelson: Here's a pin!

ONE

Nelson: He kicks out.

[Dice hustles Victor back to his feet, backs him against the ropes and repels him to the opposite side.]

Nelson: There's the whip!

[On the rebound Devon Dice hoists Victor in the air, and allows him to fall on his stomache.]

Hart: Oh no!

[Clutching his ribs, Victor rolls all the way to the outside of the ring, and falls to his knees.]

Nelson: Yeah get out of there Victor, what is it now? There some food between your teeth?

[Dice is seen attempting to follow after Victor, but Aaron Blake implores Dice to remain in the ring.]

Hart: Will you give him a break? Did you see that fall?

Nelson: Everyone saw it, this is wrestling, buck it up.

Hart: Maybe you should get in there!

[Victor still looks somewhat out of breath when he sits on the ring apron, trying to breathe it out, but Dice has enough, reaching over the top rope and pulling him by the hair.]

Nelson: Dice trying to prevent Victor from recuperating, trying to get him back in the game but look at that!

[Victor stunguns Dice's neck over the top rope.]

Nelson: Victor using the ropes to his advantage now!

[Dice walks away from Victor coughing, as Victor sees an opportunity. Quickly he enters the ring, and catches up with Dice.]

Hart: That's what you get for playing around over there!

[Victor turns Dice around and delivers a forearm to the head. Dice turns around and tries to keep his distance from Victor, but Victor catches up, turns him around and hits another forearm.]

Nelson: Victor Emmit, forearm shots to the head as Dice's focus is clearly still on his neck.

[Victor pulls Dice towards the ropes, he drapes Dice's neck over the top rope, applying a cravate to choke him out. Referee Aaron Blake starts a count.]

Nelson: Victor not content to just wrestle a clean match here!

Hart: There's a lot at stake here. Victor needs to make an impression for Total Control, he's nowhere on the card!

[Victor stops the choke at four, taking a moment to argue with the referee.]

Nelson: You think Tony Awesome's impressed by this?

Hart: Awesome's impressed by wins. He's impressed by wins against Devon Dice!

[As Victor attempts to maintain control, Dice fires a forearm into the head of Victor, and a chop to follow.]

Nelson: Dice is fighting back!

[The comeback is shortlived as Victor buries three knees into the gut of Dice.]

Hart: Not for long!

[Victor slams Dice's head against the turnbuckle.]

Hart: Victor's calling the shots tonight!

[Victor begins delivering left and right martial arts like side kicks.]

Hart: Look at those kicks!

[Victor switches from kicks to a short flurry of left and right straight punches to the chest that wear Dice down to a squat. As Dice is exhausted, Victor holds his arms out, and hand gestures to the fans to bring on the praise for his hard work, but is treated to boos from the audience.]

Nelson: Hey why don't you beat Dice before you start gloating?

Hart: By the looks of things he already has him beat!

[Victor Emmit goes back to work on Dice, but Dice quickly grabs Victor, and throws him back first into the turnbuckle, he delivers a series of right forearms.]

Nelson: Surprise surprise, Dice showing Emmit why you don't take your eyes off him for even a second!

[Fans rally behind Dice, as he stops delivering rights, and goes for an irish whip. Victor reverses.]

Hart: He reverses it! Oh!

[Dice's back hits the turnbuckle with an impact that sends Dice stumbing forwards towards Victor, who takes him down with a spinning back kick.]

Hart: Look at that kick!

Nelson: Devon Dice is down.

Hart: Could be over!

ONE

TWO

Nelson: A very quick two count. Keep an eye on those fists ref!

[Fans boo as Victor delivers rapid fire right punches to the head of Dice. Blake reprimands Emmit as he's quick to cease punching. Victor then lies next to Dice while applying a chinlock.]

Nelson: Emmit now with a chinlock keeping the United States Championship candidate worn out.

Hart: Are you impressed with Victor Emmit yet?

Nelson: Victor Emmit's a talent in cWo. He's here for a reason, and he's impressed before, it's his new attitude I don't like, it's his stalling so he can straighten his hair, adjust his pants.

Hart: Pleeeeeaaase Joel! If Devon Dice were doing the same thing you'd sugarcoat it!

Nelson: I'd maybe give Devon Dice the benefit of the doubt.

Hart: See even you're admitting it! You play favorites!

Nelson: Devon Dice carries himself with respect and professionalism, if Victor had either quality maybe I'd treat him with the benefit of the doubt as well! He showed no class to cWo veteran Chris Michaels.

Hart: That's a two way street, maybe if Chris Michaels showed him some respect first he'd have got some respect!

[Dice struggles, bringing himself up to a seated position, when Victor wraps his legs around the body of Dice and tightens the chinlock.]

Nelson: Well I do respect Victor's strategy right now. Dice almost made his way out of Victor's grasp, but Victor used his position to gain an even better grip. Dice either has to get to the ropes or think on his feet or it'll be too late.

Hart: I don't think Dice has much left in him. He's hardly struggling now. This could be it right here!

Nelson: Referee Aaron Blake checking to see if Dice is out.

[Aaron Blake then notices a lack of response in Dice, as he raises his arm in the air, releases, and his hand drops down.]

Hart: That's one, if the hand falls down once, three times is easy!

[Aaron Blake raises the arm again, and watches as it falls.]

Hart: That's two!

[Fans show Dice support as Blake raises the arm again, this time Dice shows a response as he rapidly shakes his fist. Victor looks disappointed as he tightens his grip.]

Nelson: Dice has a second wind!

Hart: He'd better do something with it!

[Dice's whole body squirms as he tries to find a way out, he rolls over to his chest, with Victor on his back.]

Nelson: He's...he's got Victor on his back and he's getting up anyways!

Hart: This can't be good for Victor!

[Dice uses all his power to get on his back. With a rear naked choke Victor hangs on his back.]

Hart: Oh no!

[Dice backs up spedily against the turnbuckle, squashing Victor in the process.]

Nelson: He's freed himself!

[Victor leans into the corner out of breath as Dice falls to his knees.]

Hart: But how much energy must that've taken out of Devon Dice? Look at him now!

[Victor moves out from the corner, and as Dice remains on his knees, he delivers a leg drop against the back of the neck.]

Hart: See?

Nelson: Victor with a leg drop.

[Victor goes for the pin.]

ONE

TWO

[Victor gets back up to his feet, pacing around the ring, he takes a stance a few feet away from Dice, as Dice gets to his hands and knees.]

Hart: Look at this! Oooh!

[Victor hits a hard kick to the ribs of Dice, keeping him on his hands and knees, wheezing.]

Nelson: Vicious kick to the stomache.

[Victor with a bounce in his step, steps back, and then charges after Dice.]

Hart: Victor's buying a Stairway to...AH!

[Victor goes for his trademark move, leaping off of Dice's back to the top rope, but before he can leap back, Dice steps up and pushes Victor's feet, causing him to crash down with his unmentionables landing on the rope.]

Nelson: There's an equalizer!

Hart: Is that not a disqualification?

Nelson: A disqualification?

Hart: That's a blatant low blow!

Nelson: Who's the referee gonna disqualify? Gravity?

Hart: Are you kidding me?

[After momentarily resting on the top rope, Victor flops to the mat beside a recovering Dice.]

Nelson: Both men need time to recuperate. If either man just turns around for a pin they could arguably have it.

Hart: Yeah Dice, you moron!

Nelson: Dice pins him!

Hart: No!

ONE

TWO

Hart: He's got his foot on the rope! His foot is on the rope!

Nelson: We all see that Robbie.

[Dice looks to be recovering more as he sits on his knees looking at Victor, who rolls to the apron. He looks to be on his way out of the ring, when Dice grabs a handful of his tights.]

Hart: Ah!

Nelson: Victor looking for a getaway, but Dice isn't having that now!

[Dice picks a worried Victor up to his feet, and turns him around to face him.]

Nelson: Scoop slam!

[Victor quickly gets back up to his feet, to serve up another scoop slam to the mat.]

Nelson: And again!

Hart: Get out of there man!

[Dice picks him back up to his feet, Victor swings a right haymaker but Dice ducks it, and delivers a back suplex.]

Nelson: Back suplex! And a pin!

ONE

TWO

Nelson: Two count!

[Dice quickly begins picking Victor back up to his feet.]

Nelson: Dice undeterred, he's just gonna keep going!

[Dice sets Victor up for a vertical suplex.]

Nelson: Going for a suplex.

[Victor spins himself around in mid suplex and lands behind Dice. Dice turns around to get kicked in the stomache.]

Hart: Not so fast!

[Victor hooks Dice's arms and attempts a rolling butterfly lock, but Dice resists.]

Nelson: What's Victor trying for here?

Hart: Whatever it is he better get it!

Nelson: No! Dice has other plans with a back body drop!

[Victor gets to his feet, but not long before Dice sets him up for his finisher.]

Nelson: Hard Eight!

Hart: No!

Nelson: Yes! He hits it!

[Dice immediately pins Emmit.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Nelson: Dice wins! Dice wins!

["Electric Worry" plays as Aaron Blake raises Dice's hand in victory.]

Dixon: The winner of this match by pinfall. Devooooon Dice!

Hart: This isn't good for Victor's chances!

Nelson: His future's not looking good as far as Total Control goes, this is two losses in a row.

Hart: Will he even make it to Total Control?...

Nelson: Folks this next match is gonna come to you as a bit of a surprise, but this is something that's developed just as Victor Emmit was in the ring against Devon Dice prior to the last commercial break.

Hart: Why do you always hear of this stuff first?

Nelson: I don't know Robbie, but what I do know is Devon Dice is in the running for the United States Condendership, and he made a strong case for himself in this match tonight. But his running partner, Chastity McGavin as it happens may not. Look at what happened backstage during the last match.

[The camera cuts to the ladies’ dressing room where Chastity McGavin is dressed to compete and stretching for no apparent reason. Muru walks into the dressing room with his right hand over his eyes and is holding the United States title on his shoulder with his left. He bumps into Chastity and removes his hand to see her standing there looking less then pleased]

Muru: Hey Chastity…just the girl I was looking for. Sorry to barge in on you in here but you aren’t the easiest person to get a hold of.

[McGavin just stares at him and then directs her gaze to the United States title]

Muru: I know you aren’t a women of many words so just do me a favor and please listen to me. I know you are looking at the United States title and would like to have a shot at it, I can see it in your eyes. You have done a lot since you arrived in cWo including mixing it up with the boys. You are a former Women’s champion and a damn good wrestling, but just like you earned your shot then you have to do so now as well.

[Chastity stands there listening to what he has to say]

Muru: The fans love you, but they also love Devon Dice. They are the ones who are going to decide which one of you get a title shot. Dice has been out there doing everything he can to get votes. I know it’s not your nature but you need to do something. The fans need a reason to get behind you. If you continue to just stand pat I think this opportunity will pass you by.

[She looks more then a little annoyed]

Muru: This isn’t how I wanted things to go down but you need to prove you want it. I was told earlier tonight you would have a match and if you lose you will be out of the Total Control match. It is out of my hands…

[The fans boo at the possibility of Chastity McGavin being ousted from the match]

McGavin: Who is my opponent?

[Rubbing his hands together, Pilchard steps into frame laughing.]

Pilchard: Ahahaha! You see Chastity I made a formal complaint. You're a former Womens champion, you've held your own against men, you're good, but being good doesn't make you a man. You're contractually obligated a rematch for the Womens Championship before you can wrestle for anything else, and if you can beat Mac Johnson tonight, that contract is void...but I don't think you can. I'll see you later.

[Pilchard points to Muru.]

Pilchard: And I'll see you! Next!

[The camera cuts back to Joel and Robbie at the announce table]

Hart: Wait so it's Mac Johnson against Chastity McGavin?

Nelson: You heard right.

Hart: And that's...next?

Nelson: That's coming up in just moments.

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for Chastity McGavin's candidacy for the United States Championship!

[The baseline of Hole's rendition of "Golddust Woman" hits and the fans begin to cheer. When the first gong is heard in the song, Chastity stomps from the curtains. Without stopping, she walks down the rampway not paying attention to those around her. She just focuses in on the ring. She hops up onto the apron as pyro shoots out of the turnbuckles. She climbs between the ropes and immediately starts to use the ropes to do some squats. She then does a few push ups until the bell rings.]

Dixon: Introducing first from Portland, Oregon weighing in at 155 pounds. Chastity McGavin.

Nelson: This just is not fair. She's going to get hurt.

Hart: Well, she wants to be considered one of the big players, so she much beat one of the biggest we have.

Nelson: Pilchard is scum. To McGavin's credit she's coming out here anyways despite the short notice.

Hart: Well it's in the books, Chastity McGavin doesn't belong fighting for the United States Championship! Pilchard's managed a fair solution, she's not out of the running yet.

Nelson: And how convenient that Mac Johnson is the man to challenge for her spot.

Hart: Well yeah! It's extremely convenient!

["Who's the Mack" plays as Mac Johnson is led to the ring by John Pilchard, he gets in the ring and smirks at his opponent.]

Dixon: And her opponent, from Woodland Park, New Jersey, weighing in at 350 pounds. MAC JOHNSON!

Nelson: I can't believe I'm about to call this one.

Hart: Hey, 20 bucks says Mac wins.

DING DING DING

[Chastity charges Mac and begins throwing lefts and rights. Having no effect. Mac turns his head to Pilchard with his arms out and says "Come on."]

Nelson: The punches have no effect on Mac, but they may wear him down.

Hart: I doubt it.

[Mac shoves Chastity to the mat. She quickly gets up and is sent back down with a big clothesline.]

Nelson: Big clothesline, just awful.

Hart: She might not make it out in one piece.

Nelson: Exactly, this shouldn't be happening.

Hart: Then she should keep her nose in the Women's division.

[Mac lifts Chastity to his feet and is given a low blow. Mac doubles over.]

Nelson: And Chastity doing whatever it takes.

Hart: DQ, DQ, DQ! Come on ref, you got to give her the same rules!

[The ref lets the match go on after warning McGavin. She bounces off the ropes and drop kicks the doubled over Mac, who falls over.]

Nelson: She's taking it to him!

Hart: Don't get so excited, when Mac hit her in her balls, you won't be this excited. Or will you?

[McGavin grabs the arms of Mac and is trying to apply a chickenwing.]

Nelson: And she's trying to lock in a chicken wing, but Mac's arms are huge!

Hart: Yes, this broad should just stick to the striking.

[Mac stands up, Chastity clutched to his back. He snapmares her over his shoulder to the mat.]

Nelson: And Mac is back on the offensive, Chastity in a bad way.

Hart: She was never in a good way.

[Mac sets up McGavin in a pump handle position, lifts her up and delivers a pump handle slam.]

Nelson: OH MACK FIVE!

Hart: PAIN! PUNISHMENT! DEATH!

[Mac covers her.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Dixon: And here is your winner, Mac Johnson!

Nelson: An unfair match up, Chastity never really had a chance.

Hart: Hopefully she learned her lesson and you owe me 20 bucks.

Nelson: We'll talk about that during the break. We'll be back folks.

Nelson: We're back, and this next match should be one to remember.

Hart: Are you kidding me? Chazz Mendel and Muru one on one? What better way to spend a thursday night than to watch these two beat up each other!

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

[The crowds starts to cheer as the introduction to "Tiger the Lion" by The Tragically Hip floats out the PA system. Gord Downie's voice croons over the music.]

"This is Tiger The Lion..."
"Give me the knuckles of Frisco..."
"If there's danger in the language, Gentlemen..."
"I suggest no further use of the two way radio..."

[The song kicks in and Chazz Mendel walks out onto the stage.]

Dixon: Introducing first, from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds, Chazz MENDEL!

[Chazz makes his way down the aisle, and he slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Chazz quickly pops up, and gets up onto the middle turnbuckle, saluting the fans.]

Nelson: Chazz Mendel is looking good, and ready for this non-title match against Muru.

Hart: Looking good is he? I always knew you one of those!

Nelson: What?!? No!

Hart: Oh come on, it's the new millenium, you were in college long enough to get a degree. You experimented! It's a right of passage!

Nelson: It most certainly is not!

[Up on the cWo tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play.]

Dixon: And his opponent, hailing from Allen Park, Michigan. He is the cWo United States Champion! THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH... MUUUUUUUUUUUUURUUUUUUUUUUUU!!

[Muru then walks out through the fog and makes his way down the ramp. Along the way to the ring he slaps the hands of a few fans and the he slides into the ring. He then raises the United States title into the air as the crowd cheers.]

Nelson: And here's the United States Champion, Muru!

Hart: He's alright, but he sucks...

Nelson: You're just saying that. I bet you have a real soft spot for Muru.

Hart: You'd think so, but I didn't have the kind of college experience you did!

[Referee Aaron Blake calls for the bell.]

Nelson: Oh thank god for the bell...

DING DING DING

[Both men circle each other, then shoot in and immediately lock up.]

Nelson: Collar and elbow tie-up to start this off!

[Muru gets low in the tie up, and backs Mendel into the corner, and as they get to it, Mendel spins, putting Muru between he and the turnbuckles.]

Nelson: Both men still in that collar and elbow tie up as Aaron Blake now telling Mendel to break it up.

[Mendel slowly breaks the tie up.]

Nelson: And a clean break. Aaron Blake backs Mendel to the center of the ring to give Muru an opportunity to come out of the corner.

Hart: Come on Blake! The last thing we need around here is another Johnny Williams. Silly do-gooders...

[Muru and Mendel circle each other again and Mendel shoots in quickly and the two lock up again with Muru immediately shifting, locking Mendel into a headlock.]

Nelson: Headlock's applied!

[Muru wrenches down on it, bringing Mendel to a knee. Chazz gets back on both feet quickly, and he runs Muru into the ropes, shooting him off and running.]

Nelson: Time to pick up speed!

[Muru rebounds off the ropes, and Mendel hits the mat. Muru hops over him and hits the opposite ropes. Chazz spins and quickly leapfrogs a charging Muru. Chazz lays on the mat as Muru bounces back, but Muru dives over him, rolling back to his feet. Chazz pops to his feet as Muru rebounds, and Mendel hits him with a spinning kick to the gut, doubling Muru over.]

Nelson: Oooh!

[Chazz jumps up quickly, and takes Muru down with a modified hurricanrana.]

Nelson: And Chazz finishes the exchange with a headscissors takedown! The current and former United States champions are putting on quite a display of speed and athleticism here in the early going! We haven't seen Chazz Mendel go this fast in quite some time.

Hart: And it's amazing the sort of flips and spins a former ring announcer can do too!

[Chazz gets up and looks at the United States Champion with a smirk on his face. Chazz waves his hand as if to invite Muru back to his feet.]

Nelson: Chazz so far is undoubtedly up to the challenge of the Greatest Show On Earth, instead of capitalizing on having the champ down, Mendel is offering to let him up.

[Muru pops to his feet, and Aaron Blake motions for the action to resume.]

Hart: Good thing there's nothing on the line, Joel. If this were a title match, I'd have something really negative to say about that little gesture.

[Muru and Mendel with a quick handshake before circling each other once again.]

Nelson: And a sign of respect between the two competitors. It's nice to see that every once in a while, isn't it?

[Chazz and Muru lock up once again.]

Hart: Yeah, no it's not. Chazz Mendel should hate this guy! Muru's a champion, Chazz isn't, and he should be jealous. He should be something, anything but respectful!

[Muru slips under Chazz's right arm, and moves in behind Mendel.]

Nelson: Muru's got the back.

[Mendel grabs at Muru's hands to break the lock. He does, and slips around behind Muru.]

Nelson: And Mendel with the standing switch!

[Muru fires and elbow back at Mendel.]

Nelson: Muru quickly connects with the elbow! But Chazz is still holding onto that waistlock.

[Muru hits Mendel with another elbow, but instead of breaking it, Chazz charges Muru into the ropes. Muru grabs the top rope, and Mendel rolls back.]

Nelson: Looking for the rollup, but came up empty!

[Muru spins to face Mendel as Mendel gets to his feet. Chazz charges in for a clothesline, but Muru ducks it, and grabs Mendel's other arm with his legs, and brings him down to the mat in pinning situation.]

Nelson: Crucifix!

ONE

TWO

[Mendel kicks out.]

Nelson: And Chazz kicks out of the crucifix pin attempt just after two!

Hart: Terrible!

Nelson: Terrible? The action has been incredible thus far!

Hart: It's been ok, I guess. But Muru winning is something I just can't get behind no matter what.

[Muru gets up, and gestures for Mendel to get up.]

Nelson: And now it's Muru who's waiting for Mendel to get to his feet!

Hart: The shoe is on the other foot this time!

[Mendel gets to his feet, with a bit of a frustrated look on his face, and immediately charges in on Muru with a clothesline, but Muru ducks and takes off running for the ropes.]

Nelson: Chazz tried to catch Muru off guard but the champ was ready for it!

[Muru shoots off the ropes, but Mendel grabs a hold of him and throws him over the top rope.]

Nelson: Oooh! And Mendel slows it right back down throwing Muru out of the ring! He stumbled outside hard.

Hart: Did you see that look? That's the Chazz Mendel I know and love!

[Muru slowly starts to get to his feet as Chazz looks down over him. Muru gets to a knee and Chazz suddenly takes off running to the opposite set of ropes.]

Nelson: Chazz is looking to go high risk here, I think.

[Muru gets to a vertical base just as Chazz dives through the middle rope.]

Nelson: And Chazz Mendel with the suicide dive! Muru crashes into the security barricade chest first! He had his back to the ring, and Mendel made him pay for it!

Hart: And with slick moves like that, Muru isn't going to get passed Total Control with the US title belt!

[Mendel gets to his feet and defends his actions from a few fans seated at ringside.]

Nelson: Well we know the fans of the Greatest Show On Earth aren't a fan of Mendel right now.

[Chazz turns his attention from the fans to Muru. He grabs Muru by the head and brings him up to his feet.]

Hart: Chazz Mendel should not have to defend himself. This is wrestling, and those people should know that these kinds of things come with the territory.

[In the ring, Aaron Blake begins to count both men out.]

ONE

[Chazz lands a fierce forearm shot to Muru. Then turns to hop up onto the apron.]

TWO

Nelson: There's a forearm shot!

THREE

[Chazz looks at Muru, who's still stunned, and hops up onto the middle rope, springboarding himself into a Moonsault onto Muru.]

Nelson: And Chazz Mendel just takes Muru out with a springboard moonsault! That was picture perfect! Now Aaron Blake has to restart his count out!

ONE

[Chazz gets to his feet, bringing Muru up with him.]

TWO

[Chazz rolls Muru back into the ring.]

THREE

Nelson: Muru's back into the ring now, but Chazz is still on the outside.

FOUR

Hart: It's called taking a breather. You wouldn't know anything about getting winded from physical competition, Joel. You were too busy in the library book learning.

FIVE

[Muru starts to get to his feet, and Chazz finally rolls into the ring.]

Nelson: Well both men got a break on that one. But they're back in the ring now.

[Chazz moves in on Muru, but is caught with an elbow.]

Nelson: Elbow from Muru! Chazz got stunned by that one!

[Muru plants another elbow to Chazz's midsection before getting to his feet and taking off to the ropes.]

Nelson: Muru's got his second wind! He's charging in on Mendel!

[Chazz attempts a clothesline, but Muru ducks it.]

Nelson: Muru dodges!

[Muru grabs Chazz by the head and drops him with the Spilt Milk.]

Nelson: SPILT MILK! Muru just planted Chazz Mendel with the Spilt Milk!

[Muru looks at Mendel, then to the top rope. He quickly dashes to the turnbuckles.]

Nelson: Muru's heading to the high risk district!

[Muru hops up to the top rope and leaps off.]

Nelson: MuruSplash!

[Muru lands on Chazz with the MuruSplash.]

Nelson: ..And he hits it! That's all she wrote! Muru hooks the leg!

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DING DING DING

[Ladies and Gentlemen starts playing over the PA as Muru gets up off of Mendel.]

Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, and still United States Champion, Muuuuuuruuuuuu!

[Aaron Blake holds his arm up in victory as he's handed the US Title belt.]

Hart: And Muru has pulled off the upset of the century by beating Chazz Mendel!

Nelson: Upset? Muru is the United States champion, and he proved exactly why by catching Chazz Mendel with the Spilt Milk when he got the chance, and he took the victory after that MuruSplash!

Hart: Bah! He got lucky is all I'm saying!

Nelson: Now seems as good a time as any to remind you the cWo fans exactly what we're in store for in little over three weeks.

Hart: At least what we have so far, I don't think we've even scratched the surface as far as what to expect Joel!

Nelson: Well tonight we've learned a few new things. We know that our Womens Champion has finished scouting her peers to decide on three contenders.

[A graphic appears showing Mad Maddie and her three possible contenders Lana Lexington, Bellatrix Drake and Cassie Charisma.]

Nelson: Will it be Lana Lexington, Bellatrix Drake or Cassie Charisma?

Hart: Who are you voting for?

Nelson: I can't tell you that. But how about this.

[Footage plays from earlier of Mac Johnson hitting the Mac Five on Chastity McGavin and scoring a three count.]

Nelson: Due to contractual obligations Chastity McGavin had to put up her candidacy to the United States Championship.

[A graphic shows of Muru taking on possibly Mac Johnson or Devon Dice.]

Nelson: So now all we know United States Champion Muru will either take on Devon Dice or the reinvigorated Mac Johnson.

Hart: He's been undefeated since John Pilchard recognized his talent and exploited it. If the people vote Mac Johnson then I think the United States Championship may find a permanent home.

Nelson: But last but not least..

Hart: World Championship baby!

[A graphic appears highlighting Johnny Serious, and the possibility of facing either Jacob Baxter, Chris Michaels, Notorious JON or Mike Logan.]

Nelson: The fans will decide who wrestles our World Champion Johnny Serious. It could be Jacob Baxter, it could be Chris Michaels, Notorious JON or Mike Logan.

Hart: Not for long though. The graphic departments gonna have some work to do after our main event tonight.

Nelson: Our main event has some big time implications, the winner of what the fans voted to be a Coal Miner's Glove match will keep his spot for Total Control, while the loser is out of the voting.

Hart: So if anyone's planning on voting for either Chris Michaels or Notorious JON, hold that thought, and wait until tonight, because it could change everything.

Nelson: And that's coming up next!

Nelson: It's time for our main event. We asked the fans, and you've spoken, and we're about to see a Coal Miner's Glove match!

Hart: I don't even know what that is. It sounds like a Neil Young song!

Nelson: Well, as you can see, a heavy Coal Miner's Glove has been put on a pole and affixed to the ringpost. The first man to get to the Coal Miner's Glove may use it as a weapon. Keep in mind that a pinfall cannot be counted unless the glove is in play.

Hart: Man, what is this, the 80s?

Nelson: It's a match we haven't seen in quite a while, and it's the first one we've ever seen in cWo, but I think that's fitting for the two men who will square off.

Hart: Well, Michaels has been in this kind of match before..

Nelson: Oh?

Hart: Except the glove was made out of dinosaur skin back then!

Nelson: I knew that was coming.

Hart: You set it up, I knocked it out of the park!

Nelson: Also folks, remember that the loser of this match will be eliminated from World Title contendership, and will narrow the list of possible opponents for Johnny Serious down to three!

Hart: Meaning any of those three WILL be the next cWo World Champion!

DING DING DING

Benson: The following Coal Miner's Glove match is set for one fall, with the loser, losing his World Heavyweight Championship candidacy at Total Control!

HARD
ROCK
HALLELUJAH!

[The most epic entrance video ever plays and "Hard Rock Hallelujah" by Lordi begins to play as Notorious JON steps out from behind the entrance curtain with his arms raised.]

Benson: Introducing first from Hollywood, California and weighing in at 255lbs.. here is Notorious JON!

[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]

Benson: And his opponent

[The crowd bursts into cheers as "Superstar" by Saliva plays]

Benson: From Roanoke, Virginia... weighing in at 225 pounds... he is Chris... Michaels!!!

[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. Notorious JON shakes his head and looks sadly at Michaels, the camera catches him saying "I am disappoint."]

DING DING DING

Nelson: And we're underway!

[Notorious JON and The Hot Shot circle each other. Each does a fake quick lunge, testing the reflexes of the other. They finally lockup. THey jockey for position, and Chris Michaels breaks the lockup with a knee to the midsection. Notorious JON doubles over as Michaels bounces off the ropes and nails a running double axehandle to the back to Notorious JON! NJ drops to his knees. Michaels pulls him to his feet and begins to pepper him with jabs.. Notorious JON tries to block, but MIchaels is too quick.. Notorious JON stagges and is dropped to the mat with a European uppercut from Michaels!NJ gets back to his feet and is met immediatly by a dropkick that sends him right back down!]

Nelson: Chris MIchaels has come for a fight tonight here on Driven, and he looks fired up!

Hart: He's mad at a man who was trying to help him! Some friend he is!

[Notorious JON slowly gets back to his feet, as Michaels motions for him. Notorious JON charges with a lariat, but MIchaels ducks. Notorious JON turns around and is met by a boot to the midsection and a quickl DDT! Michaels looks up at the Coal Miner's Glove, but then thinks against it and grabs the leg of Notorious JON, applying a single leglock!]

Nelson: Chris Michaels now with a submission manuever, going after that injured knee!

Hart: Cheater! He's trying to rob NJ of his livelihood!

[Notorious JON grimaces and tries to pull himself to the ropes. Johnny Williams does not check for the submission, as the Glove is not in play. NJ presses his arms into the mat, then pushes his torso up, trying power out of the move. He's able to crawl towards the ropes and grab them, releasing the hold. Michaels pops back up to his feet and waits for Notorious JON. who instead rolls out of the ring.]

Hart: Good move, take a breather! Regroup!

[Michaels motions for Notorious JON to come back tot he ring, but the five time champ takes a breather, then stalks The Hot Shot from the outside of the ring.]

Nelson: He's just stalling now! There's no countouts in this match!

Hart: Exactly! He's using this stipulation to his advantage, just like he always does!

[Chris Michaels climbs out of the ring, and Notorious JON begins to run, forcing Michaels to chase him around the ring. As Michaels closes in, Notorious JON slides behind the ring steps, then pops up and levels Michaels with a lariat! Michaels drops to the mats. Notorious JON pulls him to his feet, then gives him a chop to the side of the neck, then a chop on the other side, into a backhand across the face, followed by a two fisted axehandle to the back! The crowd boos as he pulls Michaels to his feet, then throws him into the steel steps.]

Nelson: Well Michaels was on a role, but Notorious JON was able to bait him outside the ring, and now he's got the advantage!

Hart: Michaels should know better!

[Notorious JON sends Michaels to his feet, then shoves him head first into the ring apron. Notorious JON grabs the head of Chris Michaels and begins to repeatedly slam in into the apron, then he whips Michaels hard into the guardrail, following it up with a running knee! Michaels slides down into a seated positon, and Notorious JON gives him a hard kick to the chest, that doubles him over. He pulls Michaels to his feet and rolls him back into the ring, them climbs in after him.]

Nelson: And now, after some underhanded tactics, we move back into the ring.

Hart: Blame the fans! They voted to allow it!

[Notorious JON pulls Michaels to his feet, then gives him a european uppercut that sends him right back down. Notorious JON drops a knee into the midsection of Michaels, then pulls him back to his feet. He lifts MIchaels up and slams him hard into the mat with a scoop slam! He pulls Michaels back to his feet and scoop slams him again, then pulls him up and does another!]

Nelson: Notorious JON now just trying to overpower Michaels now.

Hart: Obviously NJ worked on gaining some more power during his time off, this guy is constantly re-inventing himself! Also he acts!

Nelson: Oh yeah? In what?

Hart: He won a Japanese Oscar!

[Michaels slowly gets to his feet. Notorious JON spins him around and applies a waistlock. Michaels struggles to get loose, blocking the german suplex attempt. Notorious JON plants him face first into the mat, but continues to apply the waitlock. Michaels fights his way back to his feet, Notorious JON spins him around and locks him up once again! Michaels tries to break free, booting Notorious Jon in the midsection, but it didn't seem to even phase thim Notorious JON pulls MIchaels closer towards him and a headlock one more time, he then drags Michaels into the corner and tosses him into it.]

Hart: See! Look at that powerr! Look at the ring savy! He was acting earlier when it looked like Michaels had the chance, too. And I bet he'll sing at some point as well!

[Notorious Jon gets to work on Michaels in the corner now, showering him with blows on both sides of his body! Satisfied he backs up and then charges in quickly, catching The Hot Shot with an elbow to the side of the head! Michaels looks a bit dazed as Notorious Jon uses the ropes for leverage and lifts his leg, blantantly choking Chris Michaels as Referee Johnny Williams watches helplessly.]

Nelson: Oh come on, Blantant choke!

Hart: Again,t he fans wanted this!

Nelson: But this is a total disregard for rules!

[Johnny Williams finally starts yelling at Notorious JON and begins to count.]

Hart: Wait a second, he can't do that!

Nelson: He's the referee! He can do whatever he wants!

Hart: This is a slap in the face to all of cWo's fans, who wanted this sort of match!
[Notorious JON reluctantly releases the hold. He charges at Michaels but is met with a kick to the midsection! NJ doubles back, and Michaels sends him down with a desperation clothesline!]

Nelson: Heads up move by Michaels!

Hart: Give the assist to Johnny Williams! He should be fined!

Nelson: He's the Senior Referee, Robbie, it's his ring!

[Michaels bounces off the ropes again and sends Notorious JON back down to the mat just as quickly as he stood up with a baseball slide! He pulls his opponent to his feet, then whips him into the ropes. Notorious JON ducks under the clothesline and bounces off the ropes, but Michaels tags him in the chest wiht another standing dropckick, sending the five time champion crashing down on his back!]

Nelson: Michaels now with the momentum!

[The crowd suddenly begins to boo as Victor Emmit steps out from behind the entraince curtain carrying a boombox.]

Nelson: Oh come on! What's Emmit doing here?

Hart: His BFF is in there! He's out there to show support!

Nelson: Michaels has nobody in his corner!

Hart: That's because he doesn't have a BFF!

[Michaels bounces off the ropes and hits a falling elbow drop on the prone Notorious JON as Victor Emmit walks to the ring and sets down the boombox. Michaels looks up at him, angry as Victor presses a button, and "Hungry for Heaven" by Ronnie James Dio begins to play on the boombox.]

Nelson: Oh come on! What is this!

Hart: It's Dio! Listen to this song, it's motivational as hell!

Nelson: Michaels now pleading with Johnny Williams to send Victor Emmit backstage, but Williams can't do anything about it.

[Frustrated, he pulls Notorious JON to his feet and irish whips him into the corner. He charges at NJ, but a boot meets him in the face and sends him reeling backwards! Notorious Jon gets to his feet and quickly and grabs The Hot Shot from behind, bringing him to the corner and smashing his face against the turnbuckle!]

Hart: See, the music worked!

Nelson: Well, the momentary distraction from Victor Emmit gave Notorious JON an opening!

Hart: Emmit didn't do anything, it was the power of The Metal! Are you doubting The Metal?

[Notorious JON continues to smash the face of Michaels into the turnbuckle several times! Satisfied he pulls Michaels out of the corner and catches him with a haymaker, knocking Michaels off his feet and backwards into the corner! Notorious Jon pulls Michaels to his feet and brings both of his arms up in the air and lifts him over his head – DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX!]

Nelson: Oh, what a move!

[Notorious JON bounces off the ropes. He runs towards Michaels and nails him with a running ledrop. Notorious JON quickly pops to his feet and poses for the crowd, bringing in a chorus of boos. NJ points to the coal miners glove, then poses again.]

Nelson: This crowd is really giving it to Notorious JON now. He goes from loved to hated very quickly around here.

Hart: That's because these people wouldn't know talent if it slapped the face! I mean who do they root for? Serious? Muru? Come on!

Nelson: It looks like Notorious JON is going for that coal miner's glove!

[Notorious JON walks to the corner and begins to climb. As he reaches the second turnbuckle, Michaels pops to his feet. Notorious JOn reaches the top turnbuckle and stretches for the glove, but Michaels dives into the ropes, causing Notorious JON to fall, snagging him on the turnbuckles! Michaels climbs up behind him, hooks him and gives him a side suplex off of the top turnbucklea!]

Nelson: What a move by Michaels!

[Michaels gets to his feet and waits as Notorious JON begins to stir. Notorious JON gets to his knees, then to his feet, his back to Michaels. Notorious JON tries to clear the cobwebs then turn, walking right into a standing side kick from Chris Michaels!]

Nelson: WHY ME! WHY ME! Chris MIchaels just took out Notorious JON!

Hart: I hate that move!

[Chris Michaels now points to the Glove, and he goes to the ropes and begins to climb. Victor Emmit quickly runs to that corner and jumps up onto the apron, trying to distract Michaels. Michaels ignores him as he reaches for the glove, but Emmit shoves MIchaels off! Michaels crashes to the mat, but manages to dislodge the glove from the pole!]

Nelson: Oh come on! Emmit with blantant interfearence now!

Hart: The gloves in play now!

[Michaels gets to his feet and begins to yell at Emmit, who stands on the apron outside the ropes. Emmit tries to calm him down, but Michaels is livid. As they argue, Notorious JON begins to crawl towards the boombox. Michaels, having enough, rears back and decks Emmit with a big right hand, knocking him to the floor!]

Nelson: Michaels just slugged Emmit, and deservedly so.. but LOOKOUT!

[Michaels turns around just in time for Notorious JON to smash the boombox into his face, sending plastic flying everywhere. Michaels collapses to the ground, blood now trickling from his forehead!]

Nelson: And Notorious JON just took Chris Michaels out with the boombox! Dammit! Emmit may have just helped him steal this one!

Hart: Don't thank Emmit, thank the power of The Metal!

[Notorious JON picks up the Coal Miner's glove and slides it onto his hand. He makes the metal horns for the crowd, bringing on more boos. He then pulls Chris Michaels up to his feet, pulls him onto his shoulders and hits him with his trademark GTS!]

Nelson: That's a wrap! Dammit!

Hart: Chris Michaels' Championship dreams are OVER!

[Notorious JON places his coal miner's gloved hand on the chest of Michaels as Johnny Williams makes the count.]

ONE

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THREE

DING DING DING

["Hard Rock Hallelujah" plays over the PA system.]

Nelson: Notorious JON with the aid of Victor Emmit, took Chris Michaels' Championship dreams, and smashed them with a radio!

Hart: Whatever it takes Joel! Whatever it takes, the cWo is a big deal.

Nelson: I'd like to see who votes for Jon here. He's not winning anyone over with this attitude of his that's for sure.

Hart: Well he's not exactly running against the league of extraordinary gentlemen.

Nelson: But at least his competition know what they are. The Notorious JON we see here today is a far cry from what he used to be in my opinion.

[Victor Emmit enthusiastically raises Notorious JON's hand in the air in celebration of his victory tonight.]

Hart: Well the candidates for our World Title is final, no going back now.

Nelson: Chris Michaels was robbed tonight...