cWo presents Driven 68!
Live from the Norfolk Scope in Norfolk Virginia
Thursday, Thursday June 11, 2009

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 Norfolk Scope in Norfolk, Virginia 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 “Mr. Rich” “Let's get SERIOUS” and “” The camera then focuses on Joel Nelson, Peter Tiger and Robbie Hart seated at the announce position.]

Nelson: After a wild pay per view and a one week hiatus we are live here tonight with another installment of cWo Driven! Welcome everybody I'm Joel Nelson, to my right is Peter Tiger, to my left it's Robbie Hart, and we'll be broadcasting this event for you tonight.

Tiger: It's my first day here on Driven but let me say you guys got a good thing going here.

Hart: Just hang back and see how we do here on Driven, this here's a whole new ball game.

Nelson: I think you'll do fine. We got an incredible show for you tonight.

Tiger: That's right, including a Total Control rematch.

[A graphic displays on screen highlighting ASM versus Mac Johnson in a Total Control rematch.]

Hart: Backstage after Total Control John Pilchard was complaining that Mac Johnson's loss to ASM ought to be stricken from the record, and I'm inclined to believe him.

Nelson: I'd have agreed if only to shut him up, tonight it's the rubber match, but also in action is defending United States Champion Muru.

[A graphic displays Chazz Mendel versus Muru.]

Tiger: A non title match but still a high priority contest in our main event. A victory for Chazz Mendel tonight could mean a big time opportunity in the future.

Nelson: Chazz Mendel, already high on the cWo food chain by his reputation, is on a bit of a losing streak as of late, so that should be an interesting match without question.

[Motley Crue's "Doctor Feelgood" hits the PA system. Fans boo as before long Victor Emmit makes his way out through the entrance way wearing an AC DC t-shirt, ripped jeans, wearing purple shades with his hair in a pony.]

Nelson: I guess we should have expected Victor Emmit to come out here. Look at the elaborate setup in the ring right now. On my schedule it still says it's time for Lou V. Rictor's Rock Talk.

Tiger: We haven't seen Lou V. Rictor since losing to Bellatrix Drake.

Hart: Coincidence?

Nelson: I don't know, the next masked wrestler to step foot in a cWo ring is gonna have a few unwanted questions on his hands.

[The camera looks over the ring where we see a green/yellow plaid sofa, a coffee table with a radio on top of it, a vintage tube TV with a VCR on top of it.]

Hart: Well I guess it's a case of "you snooze you lose" because he're's Victor Emmit.

Nelson: Gone are the Lou V. Rictor cutouts, I feel like I've travelled back in time.

Hart: Check out the boob tube, and that sofa looks like it's been around a while.

Nelson: You know Victor Emmit's been shopping around some real dingy thrift stores for this stuff. Is that a VCR?

Hart: This is like Thaddeus Walker's garage.

Tiger: I don't think Thaddeus Walker's gonna live to see the VCR.

Hart: That's kinda grim don't you think?.

[Victor Emmit takes his place in the ring, picking up a mic that rests on the sofa.]

Emmit: Come on Norfolk Virginia, smile on your brothers, get together and love each other because it's the new and improved Rock Talk!

[Fans are unenthused as Victor takes a seat on the sofa, and rests his feet up on the coffee table.]

Emmit: Ladies and gentlemen the removal of all footwear is highly recommended, because tonight's Rock Talk is gonna rock your socks off.

Nelson: Rock our socks off?..

Hart: C'mon guys, take off those shoes off!

Emmit: In fact...

[Emmit lets out a few minor grunts as he kicks off his shoes with the heel of his feet, and then curls off his socks using his toes.]

Emmit: There...

Nelson: Oh please...

Hart: Okay I think I'm ready.

Nelson: Put your shoes back on!

[Emmit sniffs into the mic, looking a little uneasy.]

Emmit: I forgot...

[Emmit sniffs again.]

Emmit: I forgot I was in Norfolk...maybe, put your shoes back on...

Nelson: Give me a break.

[Fans boo as Emmit fans his nose with his hand.]

Emmit: Alright listen. My "bud" brother Notorious JON and I, we've had a lot of time to hang out during our week off after Total Control. Hangin' with Jon, let me tell you, in the last week I've never felt a stronger bond to anyone in life. Jon and I? Kindred spirits brother. Because a few days ago, he showed me this...

[Emmit refers to the big screen, as we then see a video of what looks to be a commercial, in a shop at home channel like setting stands Jason Duran wearing a fuschia button up shirt, and black slacks, standing next to Tiffany Tolberg wearing an extra large cWo shirt, long baggy shorts, blonde hair with pink extensions. 1-800-cWojamA rip off version of Vanilla Ice's "Ice Ice Baby" is playing in the background.]

Duran: Hey Tiffany, let me ask you something.

Tolberg: What is it Jason?

Duran: Well, have you ever wondered what it would sound like, if your favorite cWo wrestlers sang your favorite songs?

Tolberg: I know I used to, but then I heard...

[Tolberg hoists up a cd cover as the camera zooms in.]

Tolberg: Body Jam: cWo Sings the Hits!

Duran: Hey! You beat me to it!

Tolberg: That's right, we've already heard the over a dozen hits sung by cWo's finest.

Duran: And you can too, by calling the number below!

Tolberg: Just one eight hundred cWo-jam!

Duran: You won't regret it.

[The audio remains the same as the video shows a recorded mock video of Devon Dice, as text on the bottom of the screen says "Devon Dice - Dice Dice Baby"]

Tolberg: You'll hear Dice's homage to Vanilla Ice, Dice Dice Baby.

["Sure Thing" Bryan Whing is in front of the screen.]

Whing: Yo Diceman, kick it one time, boyyyyyy.

Dice: Dice Dice Baby!
Dice Dice Baby!

All right bro
Put the beer down and listen
Dice is the man who does the rollin'
Why all these chumps want to fight me
They should know I whoop asses nightly
Can I be stopped?
Hell no!
Hit my music, and the crowd will blow.
I'm so smooth, I work the ring with finesse.
These punks better know they rollin' with the best!

Dice Dice Baby
I'm Devon Dice Dice Baby
I'm Devon Dice Dice Baby
I'm Devon Dice Dice Baby

[We see a music video in the vein of the source material as Dade Davis plays guitar, as Chris Michaels and Dade sing into their microphones in black in white.]

Duran: Chris Michaels and Dade Davis put your heart in a sleeper hold with their rendition of Extreme's "More Than Words".

Michaels and Davis: More than words
Is all you'll have to bring to beat me clean
Then you wouldn't have to say
That you beat me
'Cause I already did

Tolberg: And World Champion Notorious JON tells us what he thinks with his version of a song made famous by KISS. Aptly titled "God Gave Notorious JON To You". The video sees Notorious JON on stage with a guitar in the middle of a wrestling ring before his adoring fans.

Notorious JON: God Gave Notorious JON to you!
Gave Notorious JON to you!
Put me in the ring for everyone!

[We return to Duran and Tolberg in studio.]

Tolberg: Who knew? Wrestlers can sing!

Duran: And there's so much more from where that came from, so please, call the number below and place an order, copies are on limited supply so act now.

[The footage ends as we return to Victor Emmit, with a smile on his face as there's chatter among the audience.]

Nelson: Well that was an unfortunate look at the past.

Emmit: See when Jon showed me this commercial, the tears were flowing, man, I mean like a geyser. Not only is Notorious JON the best wrestler in cWo, he's got the swagger of Mick Jagger, pipes like Bon Jovi and attitude like Axl, he's the total package. So you're all gonna love this...Jon has no idea I'm doing this, I'm getting the band back together!

Hart: Are you kidding me?

Nelson: The band back together? What band?

Emmit: Norfolk, Virginia...the band!

[Motley Crue's "Dr. Feelgood" plays as Victor cues to the entrance way.]

Emmit: On rhythm guitar, Electric Mike Osgood!

[Electric Mike comes out, a somewhat stocky individual wearing black slacks and a white buttoned shirt, short, slightly balding hair and a goatee. He air guitars to the camera on his way down.]

Hart: I didn't know Victor Emmit had a band!

Nelson: What does this have to do with his wrestling career? This is shameless self promotion!

[As Mike Osgood is halfway down the aisle, Victor continues.]

Emmit: On the bass! Fastest fingers on the Vancouver scene and one of my best friends Tito "K-Rock" Barnes!

[Familiar face Tito comes down the aisle, looking enthusiastic wearing a sleeveless black shirt, blue jeans and black dreadlocks.]

Hart: Haha, Tito! Remember Tito?

Nelson: Had a short stint with Victor Emmit as a Tag Team Champion, I remember...

Emmit: On the drums. Oooh, he's angry...Nigel St. Claire!

[A straight faced man comes down the aisle, wearing a sleeveless black shirt with a Union Jack on the chest, blue jeans and a blonde crew cut.]

Emmit: And on the keyboard, he owns several metallophones and he's ready to take you on a journey. He's Mr. Fantasy!

[An asian man with a short mohawk comes down the aisle, shirtless wearing leather pants.]

Nelson: Mr. Fantasy...

Hart: I can't imagine what this band must sound like!

Tiger: Robbie maybe you should help them make a myspace account. That would have been a better way to promote their band.

Emmit: And the newest member of the band. A man who'd be World Champion right now if he won it and our new, lead, singer! Notorious JON!

[Notorious JON's shoddy rendition of "God Gave Rock 'n Roll To You" entitled "God Gave Notorious JON to you" plays over the loudspeaker.]

Nelson: New lead singer...well it's good to know Notorious JON's bouncing back from his lost opportunity for the World Heavyweight Championship.

[The intro passes as Notorious JON comes out looking pleasantly surprised, members of the band excluding Nigel applaud him.]

Hart: Isn't it just great seeing friends honoring friends?

Tiger: It puts my soul at rest to know the band is back together, Robbie...

[Notorious JON holds his arms out, and with his hands he gestures to the crowd to bring on the adulation as he continues to smile.]

Nelson: Jon looks as though he had in fact won the World Heavyweight Championship at Total Control.

[Jon enters the ring still looking pleasantly flabbergasted.]

Emmit: Jon, brother...what do you think? Will you join my band?

[The music fades out as Notorious JON looks stoked. He's handed the mic from Victor.]

Hart: Please say yes, please say yes!

[Notorious JON glances at the band in the ring with him, then surveys the audience, when he looks as though something's on his mind.]

Notorious JON: You know, I'm sure all you fans are absolutely heartbroken that I didn't win the World Heavyweight Championship at Total Control. You voted for me, you had my back... but at the same time, what did you expect? I mean here I am, I haven't even been back a month after being out a year with a devestating knee injury, the type of injury that would have ended the careers of lesser competitors, and you expect me to somehow get it together in time to beat the cWo world champion? I mean... man, I want some of whatever you people are smoking!

Nelson: Oh come on! The fans showed him tremendous respect by voting for him, and now he's insulting them for it!

Tiger: Seems a pretty typical Notorious JON move. Throughout his career he's been quick to put the blame on others when he falls short.

Hart: He's got a point! What did they want him to do, blow his knee out again?

Notorious JON: I'm a lucky man. Not only is my wonderful and talented daughter, Lana Lexington, the future of women's wrestling, but I've been fortunate too. I've won five world titles. What's one more? I've proven myself! I'm still here while guys like Chris Cypher, Mavis, Dade and Mayhem have gone the way of the dodo! I'm not back in cWo to win world titles, that's what YOU PEOPLE wanted me to do! I'm back in cWo to help my beloved daughter reach her potential, but I'm also in cWo to for one of the most important stages of my career, probably the single most important thing I've ever done. I'm here in cWo.... TO ROCK!

[Victor claps as Notorious JON throws up the metal horns.]

Notorious JON: So Vic-baby, you got yourself a front man!

Hart: Woo! There's the answer we all wanted to here.

Nelson: Great. So now we have a band.

Notorious JON: And I'll do you one better, brother, I've even come up with a name for this collection of musical genius: FACE TURN! Because when people hear us, their faces will turn!

Nelson: Face Turn?!!

Hart: That's perfect! I want a t-shirt now!

Tiger: I don't think the fans are neccisarily begging to hear their musical exploits. These guys are wrestlers for a reason.

Hart: Are you honestly telling me you're not busting at the seams to hear the dulcet tones of Notorious JON?

Tiger: Yes. That's what I'm telling you.

Hart: Lies! You're a fibber!

Notorious JON: So fans, I know you're disappointed I didn't win the World Title, but trust me, your lives are about to change. The song says it the best, God gave Rock N Roll to you, and he gave Notorious JON to you to to be the one to deliver the Rock. So brace yourselves because you're in for a FACE TURN!

[The shoddy rendition of "God Gave Notorious JON to you" plays again as the members of Face Turn play their respective air insturments.]

Hart: I'm ready to rock! These guys are gonna melt all our faces off!

Tiger: Personally, I think this discussion could have been held somewhere else.

Nelson: I'm inclined to agree with you, Peter.

Hart: You're both squares! I know for a fact you have Celine Dion on your ipod, Joel!

Nelson: We'll be right back folks. [Before the show rolls to commercials.] I don't listen to Celine Dion Robbie...

[Returning from commercials it seems the announce booth is in mid discussion.]

Hart: ...I remember the hits album was a pretty big deal at the time so this could end up being huge.

Nelson: Okay! Robbie Hart's had a whole commercial break to get recent events out of his system, it's time to get down to business...

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following match is a women’s division triple threat match. Introducing first… from Wiltshire, England… Bellatrix Drake!!!

[The lights in the arena dim as "The Somber Lay" by Eluveitie begins to play. Bellatrix Drake, dressed in a hooded robe, slowly steps into the aisle and strides to the ring, completely focused. She climbs into the ring and takes off her hooded robe, revealing ring attire that resembles celtic battle armor. She kneels and prays to the old Gods before jumping into the air and landing on her feet.]

Nelson: Bellatrix Drake. Here's a woman who's had her eye on one thing since coming to cWo and that's Women's gold.

Tiger: Here's what she had to say earlier today.

[We transition to a prerecorded clip from the backstage area where Bellatrix Drake kneels, head down, speaking softly.]

Bellatrix: Ah 'Spose t'wasn't meant ta be. Tha opportun'ty was mine fer tha' takin', yet higher powers saw fit ta' test me further. Twas nae my time.

[She lifts her head, staring directly at the camera.]

Bellatrix: But tha time is neigh. Fer Mad Maddie showed nae honour. She nae showed she deserves ta' be tha' champ'in. 'Long with her conspir'tor, she has succ'ded in but one task: bringing my rage 'pon her. I have nae shown my full abil'ties here, for I have nae been angered so as I am this day. Mad Maddie, I'll be takin' yer bonny gold belt soon enough. 'Tis simply a matter o' time.

[She drops her head back down, quietly reciting a prayer in a forgien tounge. Only the final words can be understood.]

Bellatrix: Goddess, grant me vengance.

[We return to the live show as Bellatrix is in the ring preparing for her opponents.]

Dixon: And now, making her way to the ring… from Blountville, Tennessee… Cassie Charisma!

[Blue and white strobe lights start flashing on the cWo stage as "Boom (Here Comes The)" by Nelly begins to play over the P.A. system as we see Cassie Charisma emerge from the curtain with a cheerful smile on her face as she points to all the fans in the audience before making her way to the ring wearing a navy blue tank-top and matching soccer shorts with navy blue wrestling boots and matching kick-pads with matching elbow and knee-pads as well. She tags hands with as many fans as she can possibly get to before jogging to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope. She then climbs to the second turnbuckle of the nearest corner and points to all her fans again, encouraging them to cheer for her as she jumps down and walks to a neutral corner and stretches up against the ropes waiting for her opponent as the music dies down.]

Dixon: And the second opponent… from Boston, Massachusetts… Lana Lexington!!!

[Lights flash in tune with Fireflight's "Unbreakable" as the intro begins. As the song kicks in, Lana Lexington bursts out from the entrance way jumping up and down, looking excited and ready for her match. She is welcomed by cheers from the fans and acknowledges them with a wave and smile as she makes her way to the ring. Lana climbs on to the apron and faces the crowd with her back to the ropes. She outstretches her arms and does a backflip into the ring and lands in a pose with her feet crossed and her arms outstretched. The fans cheer as she flashes another smile as the music fades]

Nelson: Well, fans, we’re starting off tonight’s action with three of the finest athletes we have to offer in our women’s division and this is really anybody’s ball-game.

Tiger: As most of our fans are familiar with Bellatrix Drake and Lana Lexington, the wild-card in this match is young Cassie Charisma, who has never appeared on an episode of Driven before, so this is truly a big opportunity for that young woman.

Hart: I don’t know about you guys, but I’m thinking about handing my room key to my hotel to all three of these ladies!

Nelson: While Robbie was trying his best to be cool, the bell’s rang for this match and we’re under-way! Lana and Cassie give each other a hand-shake as a sign of respect and each offer a hand to Bellatrix, who just swats them away. We’ve got Cassie going for Bellatrix first and getting taken down by a Lariat! Lana goes for a Drop-Sault and gets knocked away as Lana tries again to take Bellatrix off of her feet, this time with a Elbow Strike, but Bellatrix spins her around into a devastating Full Nelson Slam!

Tiger: And now we have Cassie Charisma trying to go for a Springboard Cross Body Press, but she gets caught by Bellatrix and is put in that backbreaker submission while Lena has rolled to the apron to catch her breath. While Cassie’s locked in that Backbreaker Submission, Lana springs off the apron and over the top rope for a somersault leg drop/backbreaker combo on Cassie Charisma!

Hart: I think that probably is gonna take Cassie out of the equation, but then again… I’ve heard she likes two-on-one action, so this could be right up her alley!

Nelson: And now, we have Lana and Bellatrix in the ring as Cassie rolls to the outside to regroup. Bellatrix charges at Lana with a Lariat, but Lana does a Matrix-style evasion and hits a roundhouse kick right to the top of the head of Bellatrix! She now hits the drop-sault and gets the massive Bellatrix Drake off of her feet! She waits for her to get back up and hits a beautiful Back Handspring Elbow to the face of Bellatrix!

Tiger: Now Cassie’s rolled back into the ring, and what’s her plans? It looks like Lana has hit a Spinning Heel Kick while Cassie’s done a Chop Block to Bellatrix and Bellatrix rolls to the outside now, absolutely fuming!

Hart: I have a feeling we’re about to see Trixie go into Trixie Smash mode!

Nelson: And now, we have Lana and Cassie locking horns, with Cassie hitting an arm-drag take down, followed by an arm-drag takedown by Lana! Cassie goes gets back to her feet along with Lana and the crowd is on their feet for that show of athleticism! This time, Cassie hits some Kawada kicks to the legs of Lana and executes a Step-Up Enzuigiri onto her as she goes for the first pin-fall of this match!

ONE

TWO

Tiger: Lana kicks out, but you have to give Cassie credit for using her best asset of her offense in her wide-variation of kicks to take control of this match. Cassie now runs against the ropes and hits a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors and follows it up with a Full Nelson Bulldog! She’s going up top now and goes for the Moonsault, but BELLATRIX CAGHT HER IN MID-AIR WITH A POWERSLAM!!!

Hart: How in the world did Bellatrix catch Cassie like that? I bet that’ll rearrange the insides of Miss Charisma!

Nelson: That’s the understatement of the year, Robbie, and now Bellatrix has Lana in a Bear-Hug now and has it cinched in very tight. With her strength, you have to wonder how long Lana can survive in this hold?

Tiger: Well, Lana’s trying to fight her way out now, and uses the old ear-clap to throw off the equilibrium of Bellatrix Drake. Lana’s trying to go for the Snap Lexplex, but that’s not happening as Bellatrix picks her up and Front Suplexes her onto Cassie as right now, Bellatrix is clearing house at the moment.

Hart: This further proves why I don’t want to mess with that woman. I’m not sure even a proven womanizer like Mike Logan would want to mess with her!

Nelson: And Bellatrix appears to be going up top now to try and finish this, but there’s no water in the pool for her splash attempt as Lana and Cassie both manage to get out of the way! Now Lana and Cassie are both up to their feet and trying to use some team-work to take Bellatrix out of the equation. They both hit a double front drop-kick to Bellatrix and now, Lana and Cassie pick up Bellatrix and toss her into the corner. Cassie comes toward her first with a beautiful Shining Wizard in the corner and Lana does a Cartwheel followed by a big splash as Bellatrix is on spaghetti-legs now!

Tiger: And now, Lana takes Bellatrix down with the LMAO! That could be all she wrote!

ONE

TWO

Hart: Nope, Cassie breaks it up and it looks like team-work just went out the window!

Nelson: Lana looks at Cassie in dis-belief and gets caught with a Sit-Out Jawbreaker! And now Cassie’s got Lana in position for the Charisma Cutter! But wait a minute! Evette has come to ring-side out of the stands and has sprayed perfume in the eyes of Cassie Charisma and followed it up a loaded Gucci bag shot to the head, knocking her out! And now, Bellatrix is up and with Lana still dazed, she gets caught in position for the Virgin Sacrifice and Bellatrix drills it with authority as she goes for the pin.

ONE

TWO

THREE

Donna Dixon: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner… Bellatrix Drake!

Tiger: Well, this wasn’t by any means a cake-walk for Bellatrix, but once again, she shows why she’s the number one contender to the women’s belt. Cassie and Lana both put in great efforts, but just couldn’t get it done in the end.

Hart: All I have to say about this match is Maddie, your title run is in serious jeopardy!

Nelson: That may be so, but you also have to look at facts. Had Evette not kept Cassie Charisma from hitting her finisher, Cassie Charisma just might have racked up a very big win tonight. But right now, Cassie’s being helped to the back and Lana’s trying to peel herself off the canvas…

[We are now taken backstage to find Mad Maddie and Mary Joe Wolf, who are backstage watching the result of the women's contest. Maddie is smoking a cigarette in one hand, a bottle of whiskey in her other hand. Mary Joe is just standing there, waiting.]

Maddie: I can't keep saying this enough, that was a good plan you had last week.

Mary Joe: Do you really think that freak of nature deserves a shot against you? She's been in this company how long now?

Maddie: Like, a few months?

Mary Joe: And she thinks she wants to take the throne? No. I have managed champions over the years, she does not have the look of a champion. She's not prepared for the next level.

Maddie: Oh, I know. I mean, look at what she's done. She's throwing around Natalie Mercer and Evette. Evette is what, 85 pounds? Of course it's going to be easy to throw her around.

Mary Joe: She will find out, these next few weeks. I know she's mad, and I know she's coming for you. She underestimates you Maddie. Everyone did. But I know a true champion when I see one.

Maddie: Hell, Chastity was the elite in this division for a long time. Everyone put Chastity to be the top bar, threw me under the bus. Then I beat Chastity, and we haven't seen her since. She ain't coming back. I pushed her away. She knows I'm better than her, and just went home.

[Maddie takes a drag of her cigarette.]

Mary Joe: And Bellatrix thinks she can just walk all over you. Everyone thinks they can just walk over you. They just see you as a doormat with the title sitting on it, and it's a quick grab. All summer and beyond, I bet you, you will be champion.

Maddie: Let the peasants play with each other, see who is good enough to face the Queen.

[Maddie takes one more drag, before flicking the cigarette away. She starts walking away, taking a sip of whiskey straight out the bottle. Mary Joe follows her.]

Nelson: Welcome back to the show folks, coming up next is a big time match up, between two big time competitors.

[At that moment, "Money" by Pink Floyd plays.]

Nelson: Oh wait a minute!

[Shortly after the music hits, Mr. Rich rolls out in his golden Motorized Wheelchair. He is followed out by Evette and his security guards. Rich is stopped at the stage area, surveying the crowd as the music still plays.]

Nelson: Does every cWo wrestler have something to say tonight? We started the show with Victor Emmit's Rock Talk, Mr. Rich isn't scheduled for an appearance tonight! And why is he still in that chair. He is not fooling anyone.

Hart: Maybe it was only a 24 hour miracle. A real Cinderella story!

Nelson: Please...

[The music fades out as Mr. Rich remains silent with a mic in his hand, he looks to the crowd who heavily boo him.]

Mr. Rich: Yeah yeah yeah, I get it...you people hate me. What else is new?

Nelson: The audacity of this man!

Mr. Rich: Barrett Hawk only got what he deserved! He and his retarded friend put me in a wheelchair. It was Barrett Hawk who tossed me out of this chair. Yet when the cWo witnesses a miracle, and a handicapped man is able to defend himself, you spit on the handicapped man. I consider myself very lucky that at the very time that I was about to be attacked by a low class peasant like Barrett Hawk, that I regained the feeling in my leg.

Hart: See, told you it was a miracle!

Nelson: Yeah!

Mr. Rich: I defended myself last week against a ruthless attacker. In fact, in all of these past couple of months, I have been the good guy in this situation and yet you stupid uneducated filthy animals do nothing but side with the retart and the hick. I said from the very start, I wanted nothing to do with Giant Maxx. I said from the very start, I wanted nothing to do with Barrett Hawk. But those two idiots kept on pushing me and you all kept on siding with those bad guys. I never put anyone in a wheelchair. I never tried to or did attack someone in a wheelchair. They did! THEY DID! That is what is wrong with this country today. Because I am well to do, I am the bad guy. It's the jealousy that rages in people like all of you that do nothing but wish harm on people like me and Evette. That is why you will all amount to nothing. Because your fat lazy low class a$$e$ are to concerned about what we are doing rather then trying to actually make something of yourselves. Now as far as I am concerned, I am wiping my hands clean of that disgusting hillbilly hick, Barret Hawk! I have other things to do with my time. There are a few title belts out there that would look a lot better with my name on them and it's about time that I get my due, now that I can miraculously walks again! People in this company better start to realize that there is nothing that is going to stand in my way, because I will roll them down. And that people, you can take to the bank!

[Mr. Rich then hands the mic to a security guard, as he gestures to the gang that it's time to go, Evette wheels him back to the backstage area.]

Hart: He told you didn't he.

Nelson: What are you talking about?

Hart: Mr. Rich, talking about your jealousy.

Nelson: Both of you need to be in some psych center...

Tiger: Mr. Rich has come out here and he looks like he is serious about becoming a contender for gold. News for Mr. Rich, he is going to need more then just a cheap victory over Barrett Hawk to earn himself any kind of title shot.

["One Day As a Lion" plays as Mac Johnson is led to the ring by John Pilchard .]

DING DING DING

Dixon: This Total Control rematch is scheduled for one fall, entering the ring first, weighing in at three hundred and fifty pounds, from West Paterson, New Jersey. Mac Joooohnsooon!

Nelson: With no further distractions it's time. Now Mac Johnson lost to ASM at Total Control and is making excuses, tonight the rubber match, no more excuses.

Hart: Bah, Mac Johnson is the nastiest athlete cWo has seen, this guy is going places.

Tiger: If it wasn't for John Pilchard, this man would probably been sent to the loony bin, he used to think he could dispense cash. But I otherwise think Mac Johnson and John Pilchard, as much as I hate to say it, they kind of have a reason to be upset!

Nelson: Ahh Mac Johnson and John Pilchard were just given a taste of their own medicine. The first time these two met, ASM had just wrestled Ron Wilkins, they had it coming.

["Coming Undone" by Korn hits and ASM comes out to the ring to a huge pop.]

Dixon: And his opponent. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy five pounds, from New Lenox, Illinois. A! S! M!

Nelson: The fans love ASM.

Hart: I can't see why, he destroys other people's property, he is clearly not down with OPP!

Tiger: Fans love him for his intensity, he's easy to love, he delivers action baby!

DING DING DING

[Mac and ASM are face to face.]

Nelson: Intense stare down.

Hart: ASM will blink first.

Tiger: Neither man is backing down, this should be good.

[Mac shoves ASM, he steps back and swings a right hand, Mac ducks and delivers three jabs, charges with a clothesline, ASM ducks, Mac bounces off the ropes and is caught with a boot the face from ASM, Mac stumbles back and falls through the ropes to the outside.]

Nelson: And there goes Mac Johnson to the outside, and look at John Pilchard running over to him.

Hart: He's a good manager! That's why he's the most prolific ever!

Tiger: That boot rocked Johnson, ASM should pounce.

[ASM leaves the ring. Mac Johnson is on one knee being tended to by John Pilchard. Pilchard gets up and in the face of ASM yelling at him.]

Pilchard: Back up!

Hart: Pilchard ain't never scared!

Nelson: Oh yeah right.

Tiger: He's been near tears too many times!

[ASM grabs John Pilchard by the throat and shows him off to the crowd who are calling for the Axassinator. Mac Johnson gets to his feet and delivers a chop block to the back of ASM's leg. Pilchard falls to his feet and gets out of harms way.]

Nelson: And Mac Johnson has seemingly recovered, taking ASM out from behind.

Hart: It was all a plan, great team work!

Tiger: It's a one on one contest, Robbie!

Hart: Well who the hell told ASM to come out alone?

[Mac rolls ASM into the ring, and hops onto the apron and climbs the top rope. ASM gets to his feet. Mac leaps and lands a cross body block into a pin.]

Nelson: Huge highflying risk by Mac Johnson, the cover.

ONE

TWO

[ASM kicks out.]

Nelson: And he's up at two.

Tiger: I thought he might have stole one right there.

[Both men to their feet. Mac charges ASM, ASM drops him with a drop toe hold. ASM jumps on the back of Mac Johnson and begins throwing fist to the back of Johnson's head.]

Nelson: ASM dropping bombs!

Hart: That is so illegal!

Tiger: He's just playing by Mac's rules.

Hart: Bah!

[The referee finally pulls ASM off Mac Johnson. ]

Hart: Finally some order is restored.

Nelson: I would've let him go

Tiger: Mac's head is taking a pounding this match.

[ASM is being warned by the referee. John Pilchard runs over to Mac Johnson and hands him something. Mac puts it in his boot.]

Nelson: Hey! Ref! Did you see that? John Pilchard gave Mac Johnson something.

Tiger: Yeah it looked like a foreign object of some kind.

Hart: I don't have a clue what you guys are talking about.

[Mac gets to his feet and ASM walks toward him and they lock up.]

Nelson: And they tie up.

[Mac pushes ASM into the corner and delivers a left forearm across ASM's chest.]

Nelson: Oh my, that'll collapse a lung.

Tiger: Those meat hooks carry quite the pwer.

Hart: You damn skippy.

[Mac whips ASM across the ropes and into the other corner. Mac charges leaps and ASM gets out of the way, Mac hits the turnbuckle.]

Nelson: The Mac Attack comes up empty.

[Mac stumbles and ASM bounces off the ropes and sends Mac to the ground with a big clothesline.]

Nelson: Monster ASM clothesline, Mac is down.

Tiger: This is ASM's chance to end this.

Hart: Come on Pilch, do something!

[Mac reaches into his boot while he is down out of the referee's sight.]

Nelson: Hey ref! He's got something!

Tiger: He just put the brass knucks on! This ain't fair!

Hart: Are you guys in imaginationland? I don't see anything.

[Mac gets to his feet. He swings at ASM with a loaded fist. ASM blocks it. The referee quickly sees the Brass Knuckles on the fist of Mac Johnson and grabs his wrist and takes them off his hand and begins to yell at him.]

Nelson: That should be a DQ.

Hart: HE DIDN'T EVEN HIT HIM!

[The ref walks the knuckles over to the other side of the ring to get rid of the weapon. ASM has Mac by the throat.]

Nelson: This could be! AXASSINATOR!!

Hart: NOOO!

Tiger: It's going to be lights out for Mac Johnson!

[Mac Johnson breaks the grip with a kick to the groin.]

Nelson: That's a low blow, and the referee didn't even see it!

Hart: He's not only the biggest and most athletic, he's also the most clever! John Pilchard does wonders with his guys!

Tiger: Come on!

[Mac sets ASM up in a pump handle slam position. He lifts him up and delivers a pump handle powerslam.]

Nelson: Mac Five! That's gotta be it.

Hart: Pain! Punishment! Death!

[Mac covers ASM]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Dixon: Here is your winner, Mac Johnson!

Nelson: Mac Johnson steal a victory from ASM.

Hart: He earned it!

Tiger: He earned a cheap win.

Nelson: What's this?

[Pilchard takes Donna Dixon's microphone as he enters the ring, a worn out Mac Johnson stands by his side content with his victory.]

Pilchard: I told you you couldn't do it...

[Pilchard slowly spins in a circle, pointing out the crowd around him.]

Pilchard: I told each and every one of you that ASM's best days are for sale in the bargain bin on VHS and tonight we set it in stone. It's not even a debate, Mac and I, we have a saying, and it's real simple...in cWo, there's Mac Johnson..then there's everybody ELSE.

Nelson: Whoa!

[The intensity in Pilchard's voice increases when it's apparent that ASM has regained consciousness and is on the attack, he delivers a big boot to Mac Johnson, with an impact that sends Mac Johnson stumbling backwards and out of the ring between the second and top rope.]

Nelson: Looks like John Pilchard did what he does best and riled up the wrong man!

[Pilchard gives ASM a wide eyed glare. After some hesitation Pilchard opts to run away, but ASM grabs him by the collar of his suit jacket.]

Hart: Uh oh!

Tiger: You can run but you can't hide! Looks like Pilchard maybe spoke a bit too much!

Wilden: Gee you think? You get what you pay for John!

[The fans go wild as ASM wraps his hand around Pilchard's neck.]

Hart: You can't go around chokeslamming managers! Oh no!

[ASM lifts Pilchard up in the air by the neck.]

Wilden: He's up!

Hart: Aaah!

[Then from behind, Mac Johnson hits ASM with a chair to the back.]

Tiger: Oooh!

Wilden: Vile chairshot!

[ASM falls down to one knee, dropping Pilchard, when Mac follows up with a hard shot to the head.]

Wilden: Oh my god!

Hart: That was one of the biggest chairshots I've ever seen!

[Pilchard looks down on ASM, adjusting his suit jacket, as Mac Johnson holds the bent steel chair in the air in victory.]

Tiger: Mac Johnson just knocked ASM out cold. And look at that chair!

Hart: You can see ASM's face in it.

[Pilchard can be heard saying "we're through with you" as he continues to look down on the fallen ASM.]

Hart: It's two to one for Mac Johnson, that should silence the nay sayers!

Nelson: I'd like to see Mac Johnson and Pilchard put all their tricks aside and do this right somewhere down the line...

[Lana Lexington, now with her bags packed. Hesistantly walks towards the arena exit. She jumps as Tiffany Tolberg walks up behind her,]

Tolberg: Lana, a word please!

[Lana turns and breathes a sigh of relief.]

Tolberg: For the second time now, Jen Diamond assaulted you after your match. She seems to be trying to prove that she can beat you, and beat you easily. Do you have anything to say to her?

Lana; Is she still here?

Tolberg: I believe she left a few minutes ago.

Lana: Oh, see.. that's my point! Jen Diamond's a coward! She'll do sneak attacks, but then she'll run away and leave the building when I come looking for her! The truth is, Tiffany, that Jen is still mad over me beating her 1-2-3 in the middle of the ring at Warfare! She's washed up and jealous that I'm the next big thing to hit the women's division! Jen Diamond couldn't beat me if she-

[Lana stops in her tracks as Jen Diamond walks into the frame.]

Diamond: I couldn't beat you if I what?

Lana: Um... I was saying, um..

Diamond: I heard what you said. And yeah, I am mad about Warfare. In fact, I'm PISSED. After all I've done for you, you're gonna pull some crap like that and cheat? Hell, who was it that had your back when you first joined here? Me! Who took the time to train you when you were struggling early on? Me!

Lana: I never needed your help?

Diamond: Oh really? Who do you think you're kidding, Lana. The only reason you're still here is because of your father. He's the only reason I even took that match in the first place!

Lana: Well, i don't need my dad around to beat you?

Diamond: Oh yeah? Show me. Next week, you and me!

Lana: Fine!

Tolberg: So you accept? You'll wrestle her next week?

Lana: Oh wait.. NO! I've already beaten you, Jen! I've got nothing to prove to you! But you're right, you've done a lot for me in my career, so I'll do you a favor. Next week, you and I are gonna have an arm wrestling match.. and if you somehow beat me, then I'll give you your match!

[Jen Diamond can barely contain a laugh as she looks over Lana, then looks at her own arms. Even Tiffany Tolberg looks surprised.]

Diamond: ...You're kidding, right?

Lana: No! I'm sick of your cheap shots and sneak attacks, and next week I'll show everyone that I'm not just the better wrestler, I'm the better athlete! You're going down, Jen, once and for all!

[Lana wheels her bag forward down the hall to the exit. Jen watches her leave, beaming from ear to ear.]

DING DING DING

Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen, this contest is scheduled for one fall!

["Do Or Die" by Revolution Mother starts playing as Detroit Jack Gibson comes walking out to some cheers from the crowd.]

Dixon: Making his way down the aisle from Detroit Michigan! Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-seven pounds, "DETROIT" JAAAAAACK GIBSONNNN!!!

[Gibson walks with a purpose to the ring, his eyes locked on it.]

Nelson: We're back and we're getting right back into it with some in ring action. And Jack Gibson here is a man on a mission.

Tiger: He certainly is, Joel. We saw him lose the Television Title to Thaddeus Walker at Total Control, and you just know he's dead set on trying to get it back.

[Gibson walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes.]

Hart: Well he better not think too much about the belt. If he does, we'll see a repeat performance!

Nelson: Very true. Nobody in this broadcast booth is daring to sell J.J. Carter short. The man has contended for the United States Title, and is always a threat in the ring.

Hart: Speak for yourself!

Dixon: And his opponent!!

["Murder Was The Case" by Snoop Doggy Dogg plays over the arena, and spotlights go around the crowd before appearing on J.J. Carter, as he walks through the crowd and towards the ring.]

Dixon: From Bridgeport, Connecticut! Weighing in at one hundred and ninety-five pounds. J.J. CARRRRTTTEEERRRRR!!!

[Carter slides into the ring, and as he's rising to his feet, Jack Gibson charges in and starts landing hammerblows across the back.]

Nelson: Jack Gibson getting to it early!

DING DING DING

[Gibson keeps laying on some punches to the back as Carter gets to his feet.]

Nelson: JJ Carter trying to fight to his feet under the assault of Jack Gibson.

[Carter stumbles to the ropes and grabs a hold of them, causing referee Johnny Williams to step between Carter and Gibson, stopping the assault.]

Hart: That's how they do it in Detroit! Bridgeport's got NOTHING on Detroit!

Nelson: Carter did the smart thing and got to the ropes, giving him a moment to stop the onslaught from Detroit Jack.

[Gibson throws his hands up and backs away from Carter.]

Tiger: Johnny Williams also stepping between Gibson and Carter, giving J.J. the chance to stand up and square off against Jack Gibson toe to toe.

[Carter gets up off one knee and Johnny Williams motions for both men to go at it again. Gibson charges in at Carter, but Carter moves quickly, ducking a clothesline attempt. Gibson spins around and gets kicked in the stomach, then popped up by a knife edged chop.]

Nelson: Carter showing some speed, taking it to Detroit Jack now.

Hart: Yeah, no thanks to Johnny Williams!

[Carter grabs a hold of Gibson's arm and sends him across the ring with an Irish Whip.]

Nelson: And the Irish Whip!

[Gibson hits the ropes and Carter quickly lays on the mat. Gibson hurdles him. Carter pops back to his feet and catches Gibson with a dropkick as he rebounds off the ropes.]

Nelson: Picture perfect dropkick from J.J. Carter! Lateral press!

ONE

[Jack Gibson kicks out.]

Nelson: And a kickout after one by Detroit Jack.

Tiger: J.J. Carter is pushing the pace of the match, and it's exactly what he needs to do. Jack Gibson likes to slow things down, stand in the ring, and fight. If he can keep this pace, J.J. Carter will be able to pick up the win.

[Gibson tries to shake off the dropkick as he gets up, but Carter dives in on him and locks in a headlock.]

Nelson: Well he's pouring it on with the headlock.

[Despite the headlock, Gibson gets up to his feet, and pushes Carter, causing him to lose the headlock.]

Nelson: He loses it! Carter loses the headlock!

[Gibson closes in and attempts to lock in a full nelson.]

Nelson: Gibson's look for Detroit Muscle!

Tiger: That move is a game changer!

[Carter gets an arm free, and he immediately plants the elbow into Jack Gibson's head.]

Nelson: Oooh! And Carter gets free from the Detroit Muscle with some muscle of his own!

[Gibson attempts to shake off the elbow when Carter takes him back off his feet with a clothesline.]

Nelson: Big clothesline from J.J. Carter!

[Carter grabs a hold of Gibson's ankle and locks in an ankle lock.]

Nelson: J.J. Carter with an ankle lock? He's unleashing the full arsenal of moves to take on the former Television champion!

Tiger: J.J. Carter might not always show it, but he's a very accomplished wrestler!

[Gibson lets out a yell, and attempts to crawl to the ropes.]

Hart: He's still the Connecticut Department of Corrections champion, as a matter of fact!

Nelson: Gibson's trying to make it to the ropes, but he can't get to them!

[Gibson suddenly turns his body and reverses the ankle lock, sending J.J. Carter spilling into the ropes.]

Nelson: And Detroit Jack Gibson escapes the ankle lock!

Tiger: And J.J. Carter went neck first into the middle rope!

[Gibson gets to his feet, shaking out his ankle before moving in on J.J. Carter, who's holding his neck, still on the ropes.]

Nelson: Gibson looking to take advantage, looks like that ankle lock didn't have much effect.

Tiger: The adrenaline's pumping, Joel. It's only a matter of time before he feels the effect of that ankle lock. Whether it be during the match, or later on tonight, he'll feel it, guaranteed.

[Carter attempts to move, but is caught with an axehandle smash to the back.]

Nelson: Jack Gibson just trying to slow things down now, just like you said, Peter.

[Gibson gets up and runs to the opposite side of the ropes.]

Tiger: Nothing J.J. could have done about that axehandle. He's laid across the ropes thanks to that vicious axehandle smash!

[Gibson rebounds back off the ropes and jumps, draping a leg across the back of Carter, bringing all of his weight down on the neck across the rope.]

Nelson: Oooh! Jack Gibson bringing the leg across putting all his weight on the neck of J.J. Carter!

Tiger: I think it's offical, J.J. Carter, welcome to Jack Gibson's world!

[Gibson uses the ropes as leverage, applying more pressure to the neck of Carter. Which prompts Johnny Williams to start a five count.]

Hart: A world of PAIN!

ONE

TWO

[Gibson applies more pressure with the rope.]

THREE

FOUR

[Gibson finally lets go, and gets off of Carter's back.]

Nelson: Jack Gibson nearly gets disqualified with that.

Tiger: That's right. You can't restrict the airways using the ropes. Precisely why Johnny Williams started the five count.

Hart: Don't you just hate that?

[Gibson starts to talk back and forth with Johnny Williams, who's quick to remind Gibson who he is by grabbing his shirt and pulling it at him.]

Nelson: Detroit Jack seems to disagree with Johnny Williams' call right there. Can't understand why, though. He was blatantly breaking the rules.

Hart: Maybe he figures he and J.J. were fighting under prison rules?

[Gibson grabs J.J. and starts to bring him to his feet.]

Tiger: Prison rules?

Hart: Yeah. Choking, eye gouging, and fish hooking are encouraged!

[J.J. Carter hits a quick punch to Gibson's midsection.]

Nelson: J.J. Carter's fighting back!

[Carter lands another punch to Gibson's stomach, this one doubling Gibson over.]

Tiger: Looks like that one took the wind out of Jack Gibson!

[Carter grabs Gibson and hooks him for a suplex, but his first attempt is blocked.]

Nelson: Suplex is blocked!

[Carter attempts a second one, but it's blocked again. Jack Gibson in turn picks J.J. up and suplexes him.]

Nelson: And Jack Gibson brings J.J. Carter over for a Suplex!

[Both men get up, but Gibson is up first. He's quick to act grabbing J.J. Carter and driving him to the mat with the Detroit Riot.]

Nelson: Detroit Riot! That's all she wrote! Lateral Press!

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

["Do Or Die by Revolution Mother starts playing as Johnny Williams raises Jack Gibson's hand in victory.]

Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner... DETROIT JAAAAAAACK GIIIIIIIBSOOOOOON!!!

[Gibson motions for Donna Dixon's microphone.]

Nelson: Well Jack Gibson has taken the win here against J.J. Carter, and aparently he's got something on his mind!

Hart: God only knows what it is.

Gibson: Cut the music!

["Do Or Die" cuts out, the fans give a mixed reaction as Detroit Jack catches his breath.]

Gibson: At Total Control... I lost the Television Title... And I want it back! I want it back NOW! Thaddeus Walker! GET OUT HERE!!

[Thaddeus Walker steps out from behind the entrance curtain. He wears a gigantic belt around his waist, a mesh of wood, wires and leather. What looks to be an old timey radio microphone is strapped to the side of the belt]

Nelson: What on earth is that?

Tiger: Its certainly not the TV Title!

[Thaddeus reaches into the belt and pulls up, raising a large antenna.]

Hart: This just keeps getting better!

[Thaddeus unclips the radio microphone and brings it to his mouth.]

Thaddeus: This is Thaddeus Walker. A mere fortnight ago, I believed I liberated you fine folks from living in fear. I ended the era of the Television Championship, and ushered in the age of the Radio Championship!

Nelson: Radio championship?!

Tiger: What did he do to the TV title?

Thaddeus: But the devil's hands have been busy. I've been at war with Television a long time. And we've lost so much. Perfectly good radio men have lost their livelihoods, Negroes and other sort of devious gents have been transported into innocent people's homes. Well, I will not fail, they will not get me! I've defeated Robits, I've defeated the Kaiser and his men, and I will win this fight. I will hold this Radio Title until the end of time if I need to, Television shall never reclaim it! But I need you folks listening at home to support me. The battle against Television, the battle for our very future is just beginning, but it is one we can win! The future's not set! There is no fate but what we make for ourselves, unless you are a woman, then your fate is to cook and clean! This is Thaddeus Walker. If you're receiving this transmission, you are the resistance.

[He closes the antenna and puts down the microphone. Heavy drums begin to play on the speakers, transitioning to "The Maple Leaf Rag."]

Tiger: Are we sure Thaddeus doesn't really follow current pop culture?

Hart: Current pop culture for him is pole sitting, Model Ts and speak-easies!

Nelson: But didn't that all sound a little bit like...

Hart: How do we know they didn't steal his idea?!

[Backstage we see Johnny Serious wearing a black t-shirt which says "Are You SERIOUS!?" and his World Heavyweight Championship hung on his shoulder, walking in the backstage area.]

Nelson: Commercial break coming up folks but when we come back, we're gonna hear from this man, the World Champion, Johnny Serious! Coming up next...

[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: At Total Control we saw Johnny Serious take one more step to immortality by beating five time former champion Notorious Jon.

Hart: Let's not kid ourselves! It's not like he beat Jon in his prime!

Tiger: Despite our collegue's opinion, a victory over Jon is a huge accomplishment!

[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.]

Johnny Serious: Let me tell you all, these past few months have been the greatest of my career and it's because of every single one of you out there tonight!

Nelson: Listen to this crowd!

Crowd: John-ny, John-ny, John-ny

Serious: Now last month you all had the opportunity to decide my opponent for Total Control. You did an awesome job and I hope that myself and Notorious Jon gave you all the great match you hoped for. For me, it was an honor to take on one of the greatest wrestlers to step in this ring.

Tiger: It was quite a match. One I will remember for quite a time.

Serious: With that all said..this month, for Glory, I have decided to things differently...It;s about time that I make my own choice on who I face! So with that said, four weeks at Glory, I would like to ask...

[Just as Johnny Serious is about to name his challenger, "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begins to play over the P.A. system as the fans immediately break out in a chorus of boos. Mike Logan emerges from behind the curtain, wearing a long-sleeve, button up black shirt with matching dress pants and Armani shoes with a pair of sunglasses and a black fedora on his head with his love interest, Sabrina Swallows, following close behind with a skimpy black nurse's outfit as she takes the microphone and begins to speak.]

Nelson: Oh dear Lord, what could Mike Logan possibly want this time?

Tiger: I'm not sure I want to know...

Hart: This should be interesting, to say the least...

[The fans immediately start booing their lungs out as Sabrina starts to speak.]

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

[The fans continue to boo her louder than before as Serious rolls his eyes.]

Swallows: Like, before you go naming your next challenger and junk, I'm here to say to anyone who, like, thinks they deserve a shot over my man... uhmm... AS IF!

[The fans begin to chant "SHE'S GOT HER-PES!" at her as Mike takes the microphone in anger at the audience and begins to speak, filled with venom.]

Logan: Why don't you fat, pathetic virgins go get your damn stomachs stapled?

[The fans really let Mike Logan have it at this point with a "F**K YOU LO-GAN!!!" chant as Mike just rolls his eyes at them.]

Logan: As I've said before and I'll say it again... Just. Being. In this miserable. Piece. Of. Crap. Town. MAKES. ME. FREAKING. SICK!!!

[As if the boos can't grow any louder, they actually start to as Mike continues smirking.]

Logan: But that's all beside the point... the "Loga-Conda" was sitting in the back, serving Sabrina some of my signature "sausage" when he heard a little something about Johnny Serious naming a number-one contender. Allow me to cut right to the chase... you've beaten Heretic, you've beaten everyone's favorite washed-up actor this side of Danny Bonaduce in Notorious JON. It seems like you've beat everyone there is to beat... except "The Loga-Conda"! That's right, everyone's favorite "Sexual Intellectual", everyone's reflection of perfection, the number one selection himself, Mike Logan, wants it known here and now that his single, solitary goal in this life now is to become the new cWo World Heavyweight Champion in order for my "Loga-cy" as champion to begin. I mean, really... is there any way you can beat 243 simply scrumptious pounds of walking, talking twisted steel and sex appeal? There's a reason why I sizzle like T-Bone steak and the ladies think I'm sweeter than German chocolate cake. I can make a rich woman beg, a good woman steal, an old woman blush, and a young girl squeal. I'm like Coca-Cola, people want the real thing. They come to the ring to see what "The Canadian Gigolo" can bring. So if you're any kind of a man, John-boy... I suggest you accept my challenge!

Nelson: Logan comes out here demanding a title shot...

Hart: Which he deserves.

Serious: Are you SERIOUS?

[The crowd goes crazy!]

Serious: Well I'll take you're request under advisement but let me make this clear. You're annoying lingo and you're bimbo manager will in no way help you in you're desire for a shot...now because I am feeling extra nice today so how about this...you got you're shot...!

Logan: That's what I thought!

Serious:...If....see...you didn't let me finish....If Michael Logan, you can defeat an opponent of my choosing!

Logan: That will be easy...who is it?

Serious: You know him well....you're pal, Mr. Rich!

["Elevation" by U2 plays as the crowd goes crazy. Serious lifts his belt in the air as Logan and Swallows begin talking back and forth. Serious steps and takes a look at Logan and gives him a grin]

Nelson: Not what Logan was expecting.

Tiger: If Mike Logan can beat Mr Rich next week...we could be in for quite a match at Glory!...

Nelson: Welcome back to what's been an action packed show so far.

Tiger: And it's just about to get better.

Nelson: Main event coming up right away, but for those of you who just tuned in before the break we just had a major announcement that could impact the upcoming Glory pay per view.

Tiger: Mike Logan confronted World Heavyweight Champion Johnny Serious for a shot at the title, when this happened..

[We cut to footage from before the break...]

Serious: Well I'll take you're request under advisement but let me make this clear. You're annoying lingo and you're bimbo manager will in no way help you in you're desire for a shot...now because I am feeling extra nice today so how about this...you got you're shot...!

Logan: That's what I thought!

Serious:...If....see...you didn't let me finish....If Michael Logan, you can defeat an opponent of my choosing!

Logan: That will be easy...who is it?

Serious: You know him well....you're pal, Mr. Rich!

[Footage ends with a closing shot of Mike Logan and Sabrina Swallows surprised at the choice of opponent.]

Tiger: Mr. Rich against Mike Logan. Two men infamous for taking shortcuts, it's gonna be like a wrestling version of Spy versus Spy.

Nelson: No predicting what's gonna happen next week when they get in the ring, much like our main event as Chazz Mendel is about to take on United States Champion Muru.

Tiger: In a non-title match, this is still a big match.

Nelson: I have no doubt Muru would have no problem defending his title tonight, but to put it blunt, Chazz Mendel hasn't been on the winning end of many matches since his huge victory over Nick Dangerous at Warfare.

Tiger: Yes this match isn't about titles, it's about redemption, and this could perhaps be Chazz Mendel's redemption song.

DING DING DING

Benson: The following contest is schedule for one fall. Introducing first weighing two hundred and twelve pounds, from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada…”The One and Only” Chazz Mendel!!!!

[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. He makes his way to ringside and slides in under the bottom rope]

Wilden: Chazz Mendel looks ready for action tonight after having Total Control off.

Hart: Mendel used to be a man I could respect. It makes me sad to see him this way.

Tiger: Whether hero or villain Chazz Mendel has always given his all out there.

Wilden: It was just a few weeks ago that Mendel lost a close match against Muru. If he is able to pick up a win in this non title match it should go a long way to getting him a rematch with title implications.

Tiger: That is true Joel. Mendel is a former United States champion who won the title in dominating fashion. It is very possible he could be wearing the gold once again in the near future.

[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]

Benson: And his opponent weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds, from Allen Park Michigan, he is the cWo United States champion…MuuuuRuuuu!!!!

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

Wilden: Like was stated the belt isn’t on the line tonight but knowing Muru he is going to give the same effort either way.

Tiger: He had an impressive victory over Devon Dice at Total Control when he pulled out Spilt Milk from the top rope.

Hart: He got lucky, plain and simple!

Wilden: This one is ready to get underway.

DING DING DING

Wilden: Mendel and Muru are locked up in the center of the ring. Muru takes advantage with a side headlock.

[Muru is wrenching the neck of Mendel. Chazz tries to fight out of it by lifting Muru up. Muru is able to flip behind Mendel and hits a Russian leg sweep. He follows that up with a leg drop]

Tiger: Both of these men are quick and Muru was able to take early control of this match.

Hart: Don’t worry he will blow it.

Wilden: Robbie, you say that every week!

[Muru now with a chin lock and he is driving his knee into the back of Chazz Mendel. Mendel fights his way to his feet catches Muru off guard with an inverted atomic drop. He follows it up with a dropkick that sends Muru through the ropes and onto the floor]

Wilden: Muru is on the floor trying to gain his composure. Inside the ring though it looks like Chazz Mendel is telegraphing his next move.

Hart: I would like him to move out of the way, he is blocking my view of the hottie in the front row.

Tiger: Mendel just shows why he is one of wrestling’s most exciting superstars as he flies over the top rope and onto Muru.

Wilden: Both men are down on the outside…

[Mendel to his feet first and he pulls Muru up. He tries to slam Muru’s head into the apron but Muru blocks it and Mendel eats apron instead. Muru then slides into the ring while Chazz shakes off the cobwebs]

Wilden: Both men are back in the ring now. They lock up again and this time Mendel backs Muru into the corner.

Tiger: Mendel is kicking away at Muru with lightning fast kicks.

Wilden: Muru is slouched in the corner and Mendel is backing up.

Hart: I bet this doesn’t end well.

[Mendel rushes at Muru and Muru is able to move out of the way. Mendel avoids hitting the turnbuckle though. Muru turns around expecting to see Mendel in the turnbuckle. Instead Mendel hits a quick enzugiri]

Wilden: Chazz Mendel just caught Muru off guard! He might end this one early…

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Tiger: I thought he might have had it there Joel but Muru was able to kick out.

Hart: Why is Muru so pesky?

Wilden: It is just his nature Robbie.

[Mendel pulls Muru to his feet once more and tries to drop him with a right hand. Muru ducks and is behind Mendel. Mendel counters and grabs Muru’s legs dropping him face first into the mat. He tries to get a headlock but Muru slips out]

Tiger: A nice show of counters by both men. Neither one wants to give an inch.

Wilden: Muru finally gets the upper hand with a bulldog and is climbing to the outside apron. He leaps over the top and drops an elbow square onto the chest of Mendel.

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Hart: Why is Chazz Mendel so pesky?

Wilden: Mendel able to kick out and Muru picks him up and Irish whips him into the ropes. Muru misses a clothesline and on the rebound Mendel hits a flying forearm.

[Muru is on the mat and Chazz Mendel hits a standing moonsault. He hooks the leg]

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THR…

Tiger: What a great show of athleticism by Mendel!

Wilden: It wasn’t enough though as Muru just gets his shoulder up.

Hart: I don’t get the big deal about Muru. Chazz Mendel is no longer my favorite, but he is a younger more talented version of Muru.

Tiger: The two have similar styles but I think they also have differences. Either way it looks like the crowd is enjoying it.

Wilden: And to these two men I am sure that is all that counts.

[Mendel now stomping away at the fallen Muru. A quick slam and Mendel is heading to the apron. He springboards over the top looking for a leg drop but Muru moves out of the way. Mendel to his feet holding his tailbone]

Hart: What is that saying about going to the well…?

Wilden: Muru with a quick roll up!

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THR…

Wilden: Mendel kicks out just in time!

Tiger: Muru tried to take advantage of a mistake by Mendel but couldn’t get the pin fall.

[Muru now waiting for Mendel to get to his feet and kicks him in the midsection. He locks in a front face lock but Mendel drives him into the corner. He drives his shoulder in Muru breaking the hold. He then whips Muru into the opposite corner]

Wilden: Mendel sends Muru across the ring and anticipating Mendel charging Muru leaps to the middle rope. He turns around and leaps where he expects Mendel to be but is met with a kick to the gut. Mendel with a front face lock of his own before he drives Muru into the mat.

Hart: Dangerous DDT!

Tiger: Out of nowhere Mendel was able to hit that DDT and this might be it.

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THREE…

Wilden: No! Somehow Muru gets the shoulder up!

Hart: I bet if Nick Dangerous hit that move it would be over.

Tiger: He no longer works here Robbie.

Hart: I know, don’t remind me.

[Mendel can’t believe that didn’t finish Muru off as he continues his attack. A snap suplex sends Muru back to the mat and Chazz climbs to the middle rope and lays in wait]

Wilden: Mendel is perched on the second rope and he is looking for Muru to get to his feet.

Tiger: Muru uses the ropes to pulls himself up but he doesn’t seem to know where he is at Joel. I think that DDT took a lot out of him.

Hart: He won’t like what is coming that’s for sure.

[Muru turns around and Chazz Mendel leaps from the second rope and onto Muru looking for a tornado DDT. Muru is able to toss him off and as Mendel approaches he is met with a kick]

Wilden: Muru is trying one again. It looks like Mendel is getting ready for a trip around the world!

Hart: A first class trip.

Tiger: Muru with his swinging neck breaker has Mendel laying flat on the mat.

Wilden: Muru looks at him and he is heading to the top rope. We could see a Muru Splash here.

[Muru climbs to the top rope and he raises his hands into the air. Suddenly he starts to lose his balance as the turnbuckle gives way. Muru crashes hard to the mat and it out cold. Mendel sees Muru down and doesn’t know what has happened]

Wilden: Muru was looking to finish this and I am not sure what happened but it looks like the turnbuckle gave way!

Hart: Maybe he should lay off the fast food while on the road Joel.

Tiger: I have never seen that before. Mendel doesn’t know what is going on but Muru is out.

Wilden: Mendel hooks the leg and this could be academic.

ONE

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Dixon: The winner of the match…Chazz Mendel!!!!

Wilden: An aided win by Chazz Mendel but a hell of a match none the less.

Hart: Take the win no matter what happens. That is what I like to see.

Tiger: The question here is, is Muru alright?

[Mendel has his hand raised but he still has a surprised look on his face. The paramedics come out to check on Muru who is starting to come to. Chazz looks over to the crowd celebrating his win but his eye spots someone as ringside. The unknown man gives Chazz a thumb up. Mendel does not look happy about this]

Wilden: Who is that! Robbie, Peter, have you seen that man before?

Hart: No clue…

Peter: I am at a lose as well Joel.