[As the highlights of the past few weeks end the camera cuts to Muru standing alone in the locker room. The fans react with cheers when they see him]

Muru: As you have seen, the past few weeks have been a little rough on me. When I first suffered a head injury in by match with Chazz Mendel I was told to take time off. I couldn’t do that. I worked to hard to get where I am to let someone like Reg Mendel Jr. take me out of commission.

[The fans boo at the mention of Reg Mendel Jr’s name]

Muru: So I stepped into the ring teaming with Chazz Mendel against Victor Emmit and Tito and suffered a similar fate. Once again doctors told me it was risky to get in the ring in the condition I was in. I still wasn’t going to let it stop me from competing.

[The tone in his voice begins to get more angry]

Muru: Then last week in a United States title match Victor Emmit continued to do a number on me and I am thankful Devon Dice was there to have my back.

[The fans cheers at the mention of Dice’s name]

Muru: It was too late though. Emmit had done the damage. The doctor’s were only giving me warnings before but after what happened last week none of them will give me their consent to compete. I was supposed to defend the title at Glory but now that isn’t going to happen.

[The fans boo at the announcement]

Muru: Earlier today I was stripped of the United States title. I am sorry to all the fans I let down. Everything I was doing was for you and I think maybe I should have taken the advice I was given. The good news is I am expected to make a full recovery and I will be back in cWo soon enough. You can bet that when I come back I will be coming for what is mine. Thanks again for the support.

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!

[Twisted Sister's "I Wanna Rock" is playing as the camera pans around the the Bi-Lo Center in Greenville, South Carolina, 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 “RIP Michael Jackson” “Rot in Hell Michael Jackson” and “Hey, whatever happened to Farrah Fawcett?” The camera then focuses on Joel Nelson, Peter Tiger and Robbie Hart seated at the announce position.]

Nelson: Hello everybody and welcome to cWo Driven, and we don't have a lot of time here as you can hear that loud music playing here in the Bi-Lo Center.

[Cameras switch to the ring, where we see the new Rock Talk set, a green and yellow plaid sofa, a coffee table with a radio on top of it, a vintage tube TV with a VCR on top of it. In the ring stands Victor Emmit, Notorious JON and Tito Barnes, while Mr. Fantasy, Electric Mike and Nigel St. Claire sit on the sofa.]

Hart: It's the Rock Talk Joel!

Emmit: Greensville, South Carolina, turn your faces and look right here because we are Face Turn, and this here's the Rock Talk, where the house may be a rockin' but don't bother knockin' because you people only drag us down.

[Fans boo as Emmit continues.]

Emmit: But it's not just all you bringin' us down. You see it seems that there's someone back there..

[Emmit points behind him, towards the entrance way with his thumb.]

Emmit: Tryin' to bring us down. Someone back there who wants what we got, but can't have it, so he buys himself a tape recorder, sits around our band and waits for something to happen. Well something did happen, but I don't think it's what everyone thinks, and I think the big man behind me can explain.

[Victor holds the microphone over his head, as Notorious JON accepts it, and begins to speak.]

Notorious JON: Look, everyone who knows me knows that I'm a perfectionist. I give 100% in everything I do. I bring 100% to my wrestling career, to my acting career, and especially now to my music career. This is our first albumn, and really, our fans all around the world expect nothing short of perfection. So, I'm not going to cut corners, I'm not going to cheat and use voice modulation, I'm going to do this right. So when stuff is less than perfect, I feel it. Anyone in a band, if they're worth anything, knows that when you record emotional songs, you need to be emotional. The song we were singing is one that requires anger, meanness, and I was in that mindset, and it was my job to make sure the band felt it too. So when I didn't see what I wanted. Out of context, it seems like someone losing their cool and bullying others, but if you heard it in context, you'd know it was simply an artist who's a perfectionist trying to bring out the best from those aorund him.

Nelson: Yeah likely story!

Hart: Quiet, Joel.

Notorious JON: These men in the ring with me are the finest musicians around, and it's an honor to give a voice to their music. There is no tension, no animosity, no anger between us. When you're a band, you're got a bond, a brotherhood, and I have never been anything other than proud to call these men my brothers in art!

Tiger; Oh please! How many teammates has he said that to right before he's turned on them?

Notorious JON: But sure, it's perfectly acceptable to joke about that tape. If you wanna make fun of me, go right ahead. I come across sounding like a tool when you don't know the situation. But the one person who shouldn't be laughing is the person who leaked that tape! Whatever slander he attempted simply isn't going to work! cWo and my brother, Tony Awesome have the finest lawyers money can buy, and being the face of cWo, when I'm attacked by an anonymous coward, ALL of cWo is attacked! If you the perp is a cWo employee, then they are cutting the hand that feeds them! Well, Face Turn will defend itself, as will cWo! But, if the person responsible for this act fesses up to his crime, then maybe my bother and my bandmates will go easy on him!

[Explains that whoever recorded that doesn't know who he's dealing with. Says that he has connections, he's Tony Awesome's brother, and Tony Awesome has some of the best lawyers a guy can get, and he's persuing his legal options, unless the perpetrator wants to come out here now and fess up to his crime, then maybe Face Turn will go easy on him.]

Hart: I think I have an idea...

Tiger: Don't you look at me, I'm just the messenger!

[Emmit holds out his hands to Jon, implying to him to stop as he requests the microphone. Jon hands it over.]

Emmit: Look man, I'm just gonna come out and say it. Two weeks ago, Devon Dice came in this ring and broke my favorite sunglasses!

[Victor looks scornful as the fans cheer.]

Emmit: Then last week, I kicked Muru's head in until the world around him looked like a psychedelic music video until Devon Dice cost me the belt. Now this Sunday at Glory it's me, Devon Dice and Chazz Mendel for the Title. Jon, he's clearly got it out for us man, he's jealous of Face Turn.

Voice: Alright, alright that's enough.

[Suddenly, fans cheer as Devon Dice emerges from the entrance way with a mic in his hand.]

Dice: Wow, Victor. I didn't think you'd be able to see so clearly through all the smoke. Maybe you aren't as dumb as I thought.

[Notorious JON takes the mic from Victor.]

Notorious JON: YOU?!! YOU RECORDED IT? AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE FOR YOU? UN-FRIGGEN-PROFFESIONAL!

Dice: Hey relax there, I didn't record a thing, I just happened to pass it along to Peter Tiger.

Notorious JON: Who was it then? Tell me!!

Dice: God! I really thought you guys were getting good at this, you were able to spot me, how can't you put your finger on this one!

[Emmit then takes the mic from Jon.]

Emmit: No way bro, you're not gonna treat Face Turn like this.

Dice: Oh really?

Emmit: No, no you're not. Look, Michael Jackson died last week.

Nelson: Give me a break!

[Fans boo as Emmit continues the sympathy drive.]

Dice: Michael Jackson?

Emmit: Michael Jackson!

Dice: What? While it's a tragedy, this has absolutely nothing to do with him and any sort of homage you intend to pay him will be nothing more than a slap in the face.

Emmit: We're all in mourning and you're bringin' us down.

Dice: Alright, alright listen, I thought it would be really funny to expose you jokes, but you're making it too easy. I really thought this would be more fun.

Emmit: Well why don't you come down here and we'll make it a little harder?

Dice: I'm ready to go right now, I knew it would come to this. You're not going to beat down an injured man and get away with it, this is my turn.

Emmit: Well let's do it!

[Emmit throws down the mic, as he, Jon and Face Turn brace themselves for a fight.]

Dice: But I'm not flying solo.

[Fans cheer as Chazz Mendel comes out from the entrance way with two steel chairs, he hands one to Victor, as the two then charge down the aisle.]

Nelson: It's Devon Dice and Victor Emmit's opponent at Glory!

Tiger: Working together tonight!

[The two men enter the ring, when Emmit, Jon and the rest of Face Turn change their minds, and spread out, exitting the arena through different portions of the audience.]

Nelson: Face Turn's gonna tuck tail and run! Now this is a Rock Talk I can get behind!

Hart: This is nothing Joel! What's important is Victor Emmit is gonna have United States Gold this Sunday, and from there he's gonna go platinum when Face Turn's record hits!

Nelson: I think you drank a bit too much Kool Aid before tonight's show. We'll be back folks...

Nelson: Thank you for joining us here in cWo as we're taking over Greensville in this week's Driven. Before the break we saw Victor Emmit's Rock Talk where a real big story might have slipped through the cracks, as the show began Muru had announced that he has been ordered to vacate his United States Championship.

Tiger: That's right, the United States Championship is currently vacant, we are without a United States Champion, and Tony Awesome has declared that three men who have been hotly vying for the Title will meet at Glory in three days.

[A graphic then shows of Victor Emmit versus Devon Dice versus Chazz Mendel.]

Hart: It's gonna be Victor Emmit, Devon Dice and Chazz Mendel going head to head in a triple threat match.

Nelson: One fall to a finish, first person to score a pinfall or submission will claim Muru's gold.

Tiger: Should be an amazing match Joel. Could be a show stealer.

Nelson: There's a few matches that could very well be show stealers...

DING DING DING

Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

[“Murder Was The Case” by Snoop Doggy Dogg plays over the arena, as J.J. Carter appears via a spotlight somewhere in the crowd.]

Dixon: Appearing first – hailing from Bridgeport, Connecticut and weighing in at 194 pounds – J.J. CARTER!!!!

[Carter has jumped over the security barrier, and slid into the ring. The music shuts off.]

Nelson: Well, here is J.J. Carter gearing up for his next match. We surprisingly have seen very little of him the last few weeks.

Hart: Cops must be looking for him again

Nelson and Tiger: Shut up Robbie.

Hart: What?

Nelson: [ignoring Robbie] I have no idea who

Dixon: And his opponent – from New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 196 pounds – RAMON ‘SUPAMAN’ WADE!!!

[“Move Around” by B.G. plays over the arena, as Wade walks out onto the stage. The crowd slightly boos, but is mostly apathetic towards his entrance.]

Hart: Oh no, another jailbird?

Tiger: Wow…

Nelson: Ramon Wade? We haven’t seen him since he got his face smashed in by Brother Shabazz two months ago.

Hart: Why do we keep bringing him back?

Tiger: He was cheap and in the area.

[Ramon Wade charges the ring, but is met with an elbow as he slides into the ring.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: And Hector Garcia has called for the bell here, and we are under way.

Tiger: Carter here with the early offensive, already landed a few elbows to the shoulder of Wade.

Nelson: And why is Wade holding on to a microphone in his left hand right now?

Wade: Hold up hold up hold up. Playa, hear me out for one second.

[Carter backs up, as Wade slowly gets up off the mat.]

Carter: [able to be heard from the first few rows] What do you want?

Wade: Listen to me for a second. I know you got some reason in that head of yours. You’re a pretty smart ni- I mean guy.

[Carter facepalms]

Wade: Sorry, sorry. But you know, look at what they got going for us right now. They got you against me, black on black, middle of the show whatever. You think they gonna let us get a break around here? Think they want two black guys succeeding around here?

[Carter facepalms again.]

Wade: Let me tell you something man, I keep coming to this cWo thang, and they be telling me… boy do this, boy do that. I ain’t nothin’ but a joke up in here. And they probably don’t pay me as much either. I’m just trying to bring some dat cheddah back to New Orleans, my family been suffering after Katrina ‘n s**t.

[Carter signals for a microphone, then is handed one by Dixon.]

Carter: What are you talking about?

Wade: Alright. You and me man, we rising to the top of this industry. Don’t let them hold the black man down no more. We gonna be getting this money, this fame, cars, cribs, bitches. Take over the whole thang here.

Carter: You sound just like Shabazz.

Wade: Yeah, I know. But like, I know you and him beefin and what not. So let me tell ya this, we be working together ‘n s**t, fight Shabazz and take care of that broke ass punk. Then we go after dat gold. What ya think?

Carter: I think I can handle Shabazz myself, thank you. As for that other thing, I do things my way around here. Obviously it’s gotten me around here two years, and I’ve had plenty of opportunities. I earn whatever I get because I accomplished something, not kicked and screamed and begged like a child wanting a candy bar. You’re not even a member of this company, you just get hired per match whenever they need a body to wrestle someone. I’d like to see you take on Shaba…

[*CRACK* … Shabazz sneaks up from behind Carter and whacks him in the head with a steel chair, then stands face to face with Ramon Wade.]

Nelson: Whoa, where did he come from?

Tiger: And Garcia is calling for the bell.

DING DING DING

Hart: I forgot this match was going on. The ghetto scum were talking too much instead of actually wrestling.

Nelson: Brother Shabazz doesn’t like either one of these guys, and already just laid out his former buddy J.J. Carter.

Tiger: Wade is in trouble now.

[Shabazz drills the chair into Wade’s stomach, then throws it down on the ground as he reaches out and delivers a Youth Movement. Wade’s face bounces off the chair, before landing on the mat.]

Nelson: Youth Movement!

Tiger: Shabazz stole Wade’s finishing move, and now just used it against him. Again.

[Shabazz meanwhile picks up a microphone.]

Shabazz: Hey Wade you dumbass, remember. Carter isn’t persuaded by money or glory, like you and me are. He don’t care about being anything. He’s just a chump. And you Ramon, if I ever have to see you again, that will be one time too many. Haven’t you already had enough of me? You aren’t even in this company, and I don’t know why they bring you in as filler. Now get the hell out of here.

[Shabazz picks Wade up off the floor again, only to give him another Youth Movement and landing on the steel chair.]

Shabazz: See you in Massachusetts bitch boy.

[Shabazz spikes the microphone off Wade’s head, as Carter slowly gets up off the mat. Shabazz turns around to kick Carter in the ribs, before exiting the ring. The crowd starts booing heavily as “Triumph” by the Wu Tang Clan plays over the arena upon Shabazz’s departure.]

Nelson: This is now three times in a row that Shabazz has came up from behind and attacked Carter. How is Carter going to respond to this?

Hart: You heard the man, Carter is a chump and won’t do anything.

Tiger: I can imagine these two going at it at Glory...

[Lana Lexington walks backstage, her arm in a sling. She's approached by Tiffany Tolberg.]

Tolberg: Lana! Can we get an update on your condition?

Lana Lexington: You saw it yourself! I came for a friendly arm wrestling match, and Jen Diamond gave me an illegal weight shift over the top move!

Tolberg: Illegal? Senior Referee Johnny Williams called it right down the middle!

Lana: Maybe you both need glasses, because what I saw was clearly an illegal move! Jen's arm was a quarter inch off the table, meaning she was shifting all her weight onto my arm, and the rules state you must have your arm on the mat at all times!

Tolberg: Well, whether you agree with the outcome or not, you DID agree to give Jen Diamond her match against you. With your injury, when will it take place?

Lana: Well, my prognosis isn't good. I've seen the best doctors in the world, and they've all said I have a severely torn clavichord.

Tolberg: A what?

Lana: The clavichord! Only like the most important tendon in your arm! Gosh!

Tolberg: I never..

Lana: Are you a doctor, Tiffany?

Tolberg: No.

Lana: Then shut it! The Doctors advised me never to wrestle again, but I'm no quitter. So if Jen Diamond wants her match, she's got it at Glory!

Tolberg: But if you're injured, how do you possibly stand a chance?

Lana: Simple, Tiffany. I talked to my uncle Tony, and I made a few stipulations. If Jen wants this match so bad, she'll make things even and wrestle with one arm tied behind her back! Oh, and her biggest fan, "Senior Referee" Johnny Williams? He doesn't come anywhere near this match or it doesn't happen!

Tolberg: There you have it, folks! Jen Diamond will have to have one arm tied behind her back when she faces Lana Lexington this sunday at Glory!

[Pink Floyd's "Money" hits the PA system. The intro passes as we still see no sign of Mr. Rich as expected.]

Hart: Here's Mr. Rich's music, let's get him out here!

Nelson: Yes, we were informed prior to tonight's event Mr. Rich was expected to make an appearance tonight...but he's not showing..

Hart: Ohhh I hope he's okay!

[Mr. Rich is then wheeled out by his wife Evette in his golden wheelchair. A group of four security guards accompany him.]

Hart: There he is!

Tiger: Must take a while to get around on a wheelchair.

Nelson: Seeing him in that wheelchair just makes me sick. It's an insult to anyone with any legitimate disabilities! He doesn't need that chair!

Hart: If he can afford a golden wheelchair why not?

Nelson: Just because you can do something doesn't make it a good idea. You know, I know people who have to live in wheelchairs wishing every day they can walk again.

[Mr. Rich stands up, and rolls into the ring. He sits up inside the ring as security shuffles to get the chair inside.]

Nelson: Mr. Rich is perfectly functional on his legs, we saw last week, he doesn't need that chair anymore.

[Mr. Rich is then lifted by two security guards to sit back in his chair.]

Nelson: Look at him, not willing to even push himself off the floor to sit back down in that chair.

Hart: Well Mr. Rich is getting up in the years, ever think the chair could prolong his career?

Nelson: Yeah well maybe it's time he hangs up his boots.

Hart: Hey come on now!

[Mr. Rich is handed a mic as he, Evette and the security are all in the ring. Mr. Rich and Evette look to the audience with disdain.]

Mr. Rich: Anyone who believes that they are going to see me wrestle inside a barbaric cage match at GLORY, they are sorely mistaken, and this is why!

[The introductory bass riff to Smashing Pumpkins' "G.L.O.W." The beginning lyrics are silent in place of commentary.]

Wilden: This bitter feud is going to come to a head tonight!

Hart: Do you honestly think there's going to be any headlocks and armbars in this match? This is going to be a fight!

[The song picks up as we see a clip of Chazz Mendel making his entrance.]

For you love yourself

[We then see Jack Union making his way out.]

For you love yourself and no-one else

buried in yourself
Come on baby, no time for maybes

[We see the cage structure lowering, Chazz Mendel and Jack Union facing off.]

one last trip to Hell

[We see Chazz Mendel and Jack Union trading right handed blows back and forth in the ring.]

Wilden: Both he and Mendel are trading blows in the center of the ring!

[We see clips of the match, Chazz Mendel hitting a missile dropkick on Union, Chazz Mendel trying to climb the cage, but Union grabbing him by the tights, Jack Union wiping Chazz Mendel out with a clothesline.]

Come on, come on, come on,
Can you feel it?

[We see Jack Union slamming Chazz's head against one side of the cage.]

Come on, come on, come on,
Can you feel it glowing you?

[We see Jack Union mashing Chazz's face into the cage.]

Slowing you?
Is it glowing you?

[We see Jack Union and Chazz Mendel's vicious fall into the ring from the top of the cage. The middle bass riff of the song plays on a loop.]

Wilden: BOTH MEN JUST FELL FROM THE TOP OF THAT FIFTEEN FOOT HIGH STEEL CAGE!

[Censored "Holy Sh[bleep]" chants are heard in the video as a bloody Chazz Mendel and an exhausted Jack Union lie motionless in the center of the ring as the video ends. We return to the ring with a disgruntled Mr. Rich.]

Mr. Rich: It's been over a year since Chazz Mendel and Jack Union locked themselves in that cage, and since then, cWo can't afford it's roster to take part in such a vicious match where steel mesh can tear human skin, skin that is worth more then the cWo itself. A fall from from cage can end someone's career, and simply put, I am a competitor, not a monster.

Nelson: Arguably...

Mr. Rich: With that being said, Hillbilly Hawk, would you be a gentleman for the first time in your life and come out here.

Tiger: This is what we were being prepared for. Mr. Rich went out of his way to get this time tonight to call Barrett Hawk out...

[Fans cheer as the intro to Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Simple Man" plays. Wearing blue jeans, a cWo Glory t-shirt, and a cowboy hat, Barrett Hawk quickly strolls down the aisle. He comes hauling his Texas Bullrope over his shoulder.]

Tiger: Well it's ask and ye shall receive as far as Barrett Hawk goes tonight, he's gotta be wondering what tricks Mr. Rich has up his sleeve this time.

Nelson: Mr. Rich denouncing the steel cage match scheduled for this Sunday's Pay Per View, but he doesn't have the power to do that does he?

Tiger: This was specifically signed by Tony Awesome. Mr. Rich can make a complaint, but his participation in this match is about as mandatory as a nine to fiver being told to show up to work next monday, I don't think it's that easy...

[Barrett Hawk's music fades as Barrett enters the ring with a mic in hand.]

Mr. Rich: Now why must you come out here with a weapon, all I want, all I have ever wanted, was a chance to discuss our options here, and your first instinct is always for a fight. Now I think you need to take a step back and really think about this cage match. How can you look at that match between Chazz Mendel and Jack Union and put yourself in that same situation. I know you have a loved one at home, and ex-wife, kids, this cage match, it's a suicide match! Do you think your kids deserve to see you come home a bloody mess?

[Cameras show Barrett Hawk, looking discontently in the eyes of Mr. Rich as fans boo.]

Mr. Rich: Now no one will think you less of a man for were to back out of this match. Everyone knows your track record against me is a good indication on how this match will end up,you can't win, your setting yourself up for failure, and though I know your used to that, don't teach your kids about failure and pain...

Hawk: Shut. Up!

[Fans cheer as Mr. Rich looks dismayed.]

Hawk: Talk talk talk. All you do is talk. How 'bout you let me talk for a second?

[Mr. Rich in a moment of fake humility, nods his head.]

Hawk: There was a time that I agreed with you. When Giant Maxx picked you up over his head, and he threw you from the stage, to the floor...that was it for me. Things changed, man. I said to myself that night that that's as crazy as this thing's gonna get. But then you came back, on that ridiculous wheelchair o' yours runnin' your mouth. After the things you said and did to Maxx leading up to now...I look back to the time you got thrown off the stage, and as much as it kills me, it makes me feel good.

[Fans cheer as Mr. Rich looks outraged.]

Hawk: I wish I could just say you're right, and walk away but at this point in my life I need this cage match. The past few weeks I put my entire life on hold. I told my girlfriend and kids that I won't be home for a while. I've sent Giant Maxx home until the dust settles because ever since Warfare I've realized on thing. I hate you. I hate the way you live. I hate the way you talk down to people. I hate the way you lie all time. I hate your gold digging wife...

[A surprised Evette puts her hand on her chest as her jaw drops.]

Hawk: I hate that you have all the money in the world and yet you both want more. It used to be a four letter word to me, but this month I've come to embrace it, and I've disconnected myself from my friends and family until I can get it out of my head because it's driving me crazy! This Sunday....stand up...

[Hawk slowly walks towards Mr. Rich, as Rich begins to look scared.]

Hawk: Stand up like a man!

[Mr. Rich cautiously stands up.]

Hawk: This Sunday, I'm gonna rip you apart...and I'm gonna enjoy it. And you will never forget it.

[Barrett Hawk drops the mic, as he and Mr. Rich stare at each other. Mr. Rich eases back into his chair, before he instead gets back up and lunges his right foot between Hawk's legs.]

Nelson: Oh!

[Barrett Hawk catches Mr. Rich's foot, shaking his head in disapproval. He casts Mr. Rich aside as security comes towards him, Hawk defends himself with wild haymakers towards the security. One by one Hawk takes them down with right hands.]

Nelson: A real intense confrontation has just turned into a brawl!

Hart: There's no way Hawk is gonna take four security guards, he took on three at Warfare, but not four!

[Hawk then takes his Texas bullrope, and starts swinging his cowbell wildly at them, when Mr. Rich from behind, gets on his knees and hits a low blow on Barrett Hawk.]

Nelson: No!

Tiger: Hawk was almost easily taking on the four security guards but that distraction was enough for Mr. Rich's usual routine.

[Mr. Rich then picks up his golden wheelchair.]

Tiger: This is looking eerily like Warfare right now.

Nelson: Lookout Hawk! No! Mr. Rich just slammed that golden wheelchair into the head of Barrett Hawk!

Hart: And the upper hand goes to Mr. Rich, he has the momentum going into Glory!

Nelson: Yeah, the man trying desperately to get out of the match has the momentum...

Hart: Barrett Hawk just fell for the trap!

[Mr. Rich exits the ring, as Evette follows, clapping her hands and laughing. Rich leans backwards on the apron as he awaits recovered security to bring his wheelchair out.]

Nelson: In my opinion Mr. Rich is simply fanning the flame, he's not putting it out, he's simply reigniting it. He's in a world of trouble this Sunday and he knows it.

DING DING DING

Dixon: The follow contest is scheduled for one fall.

[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: Introducing first from Blountville, Tennessee – CASSIE CHARISMA!!!

[The jumbotron turns on, then showing Mad Maddie smoking a cigarette over by the truck bay and holding a bottle of Jack Daniels.]

Maddie: Oh. So it’s about 10 minutes before the match right now. By the time you all see this, Cassie will be in the middle of the ring waiting for me. Just wanted to say a few things.

[She takes another drag of her cigarette.]

Maddie: Cassie, I’m just going to put it out there. If you want to be the champion tonight, here’s your chance. Come and beat me in the middle of that ring, simple as that. I know this was scheduled as a non-title match, and that I defend the title soon against that freak Bellatrix Drake at Glory. But well, you aren’t taking this belt off me anyway. I just want to give you about 10 minutes of glory seeking before I crush your hopes and dreams.

[She takes another drag of her cigarette.]

Nelson: Whoa, we got a title match coming up now!

Tiger: I know the words “fighting champion” are thrown around a lot, but Maddie might be one who best describes it around here.

Hart: As in get drunk and pound the snot out of a girl?

Maddie: As with Ms. Grant Me Vengeance, speaking Welsh or whatever the hell that is – once I’m done with uglying up Cassie’s face, you’re next. Sure, you took out Shannon Crowley and put her through a table. Oh wow, it’s Shannon Crowley. The only fight she ever got into was back in the second grade, fighting her sister over a candy bar at a grocery store. And then a week before that you jumped Mary Joe Wolf and got her out of cWo too after beating the unholy hell out of her. Oh wow, it’s Mary Joe Wolf. She’s my friend and all, but let’s face it… not a wrestler. Not a professional fighter. You’re going around attacking amateur hour. What’s next? You’re gonna crack Donna Dixon’s skull with the ring bell, cause she handed the title belt to Mary Joe after the match at Total Control? Is that the master plan, put a bunch of weaklings into the hospital? I thank you for getting rid of Crowley and all, but your vengeance plan sucks.

[She takes another drag of her cigarette.]

Maddie: Well let me tell you something. I’m the champion around here, I’m the best female in this company. What have you done for yourself? Beat up a bunch of pretenders and wannabes? Evette? Natalie Mercer? DUI? Shannon Crowley? Yeah, what am impressive list there. Been there, done that. You don’t have what it takes to beat me Trixie, and come Glory I will prove it to you. I’m not afraid of you. I AM NOT SCARED.

[The jumbotron turns off as Maddie rushes the ring screaming, the title belt thrown onto the ramp in the middle of her dash.]

Nelson: And here we go…

[Maddie slides into the ring, then stands up before spearing Cassie Charisma into the ropes.]

Tiger: Cassie has no idea what she’s up against here. Maddie is trying to make a message to Bellatrix Drake, and unfortunately for Cassie she’s going to have to be the crash test dummy Maddie makes her statement with.

DING DING DING

Nelson: And Hector Garcia has started this match here.

[Maddie starts pounding away on Cassie, repeated blows to the side of her head. But Hector breaks it up, as Cassie is leaning up against the ropes. Maddie then pulls Cassie away from the ropes, kicks her in the ribs, then DDTs her.]

Nelson: Cassie’s face bounces off the mat there!

Maddie: [able to be heard in the first few rows] Come on bitch, get up. I’m not through with you.

Nelson: Maddie is already running her mouth off, and the match has barely begun.

Hart: I don’t think Maddie ever stops with the trash talk.

Nelson: You actually have a point for once.
Tiger: Cassie is a high flyer, but that will be mostly a muted problem if Maddie keeps her grounded. These two have a definite difference in styles.

Nelson: Speaking of which, the two are now practically rolling around on the mat.

[Maddie repeatedly keeps punching away at Cassie, who is barely able to defend herself. Maddie lands a few shots to the head, then switches to pounding away at her chest.]

Nelson: Every match is seemingly a bar fight to Maddie, not much different. Just drunk and repeatedly pounding on the challenger into submission.

[But Cassie finally pushes Maddie off of her, and then makes a break for the turnbuckle. Maddie rolls backwards a few feet, before charging after Cassie again. She gets to the middle rope before Maddie practically jumps on her back.]

Nelson: This doesn’t look good.

[Cassie starts kicking at Maddie in her leg, but she doesn’t flinch. Maddie then tries to elbow Cassie in the side of the head, but she blocks it with her forearm. Then Maddie tries to pull for a belly-to-back suplex, but Cassie counters it.]

Nelson: Sooner or later, at least one of them is going to fall down. This does not look good for Maddie though.

[Cassie lifts up her right leg, locks it with Maddies, then jumps off the top rope and throws herself towards the mat backwards. Maddie meanwhile falls off in the process. Both land on their backs on the mat.]

Nelson: Wow. I don’t even know what to call that.

Tiger: Some clever move there by Cassie.

Nelson: And Cassie is up first.

[Cassie gets up off the mat, while Maddie is slower to recover. She then runs over to the turnbuckle and climbs up while Maddie is still down. Maddie gets on her knees by the time Cassie is at the top.]

Nelson: Maddie is staring her down now, but it looks like Cassie is locked in… moonsault! Off the top rope!

Hart: Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Is it Superwoman? Oh wait, it’s a soccer player.

Nelson: And Cassie is already back on her feet.

[Cassie runs back over to the turnbuckle, and climbs up again.]
Nelson: She is going for another one?

[Suddenly Evette hops over the security guardrail and enters the ring.]

Nelson: Wait a minute!

[As Evette stands up in the ring, Cassie jumps off the top rope. Before Evette can swing her purse at Cassie, Cassie delivers a drop kick.]

Nelson: What is Evette doing here!?!?

Tiger: Hector Garcia is letting this match continue, even with Evette’s appearance, since Cassie is pretty much unaffected by this.

Hart: But now Maddie is starting to getting up. The animal is back!

Nelson: Cassie needs to look out here.

[Maddie gets on her knees, before standing upright. Just as she regains composure, Cassie is standing there waiting to give a Charisma Cutter.

Nelson: I think this might be over for Maddie, title change is coming!

[Cassie runs over and grabs Maddie by the head. She goes around the corner of the ring, but instead Maddie DDT’s her. Cassie’s head nearly misses Evette’s purse, sitting a couple feet away.]

Nelson: Whoa, what a reversal!

Hart: You can’t stop Mad Maddie, as much as sometimes I wish she could be.

[Evette gets back into the ring, then tries to swing at Cassie down on the ground. But she rolls out of the way and Maddie kicks her in the arm instead, then kicks her in the stomach.]

Tiger: Again, Evette keeps trying to stick her nose where it doesn’t belong and get her hands on Cassie Charisma. However, it’s not working too well as neither competitor has been affected by her attempts to screw Cassie out of the title.

Nelson: Hector Garcia still has not even bothered calling for the bell yet, especially with the purse now outside of the ring.

[Maddie and Cassie both start getting back up to their feet again.]

Nelson: And the two lock up in the center of the ring here. Cassie pushes Maddie off, and goes for the round house kick here. Nope, Maddie ducks.
[Maddie then, in a crouch position, springs up and super kicks Cassie in the back of the right knee – while Cassie had her back facing Maddie.]

Tiger: Cassie just fell like a sack of potatoes there.

[And now Evette has climbed up to the edge of the ring again, distracting Hector Garcia.]

Hart: Look at this pretty young woman here, blessing us with her presence. Surely she knows she’s the best of these three ladies here.

Nelson: She has no business here.

Tiger: Here comes Maddie…

[Maddie walks over and gets besides Hector Garcia before sucker punching Evette in the head. Garcia signals to Evette at the same time that she has been ejected, and then calls for security to escort her and her purse away from the ringside area.]

Hart: What! How dare Hector do such a thing?

Nelson: She doesn’t belong here, that is what.

[Meanwhile Cassie gets up and hobbles on her left leg towards the turnbuckle, while Maddie is not looking. Maddie turns around, only to find Cassie grabbing for her head again.]

Nelson: Another shot for the Charisma Cutter?

[Maddie once again kicks out Cassie’s right leg, and she falls to one knee. Maddie meanwhile throws a few punches to her head, before kneeing her in the chest. Security meanwhile grabs Evette, and she starts kicking and screaming while being taken away from the ring.]

Nelson: Bye bye Evette.

Hart: Fight the power! Don’t just take this injustice!

[Back in the ring, Maddie gets tired out and takes a breather over in her corner. Cassie meanwhile is slow to get up.]

Nelson: This match is still going on here, though both of them have gone through a pretty good fight so far.

Tiger: Yes. Maddie as usual is sticking to her brawling and street fighting, slowly wearing down Cassie. But yet she’s broken free a few times and made some attempts for big knockout movies. I’d say she’s holding her own alright against the champion. Though Cassie already got her finisher reversed once and blocked a second time. Needs to wear down Maddie a little more before she tries that again.

[Cassie now wanders over towards the turnbuckle, in a different corner from Maddie. Maddie seems completely indifferent and allows her to climb to the top rope.]

Nelson: There is no way that Cassie can jump from that corner of the ring to where Maddie is.

[Maddie finally rushes towards the corner Cassie is standing on, but bumps into the ropes just as Cassie jumps. Instead of knocking her off the top, Cassie flies right for Maddie.]

Nelson: Cross body!

Tiger: NO!!

Nelson: How the hell did she do that?

Tiger: Maddie just laid out Cassie with… I think that might have been a stiff kick or a forearm. I’m not even sure what that was. And Cassie is in a world of hurt, as she landed awkwardly in the center of the ring after that.

[Maddie now rushes over to the middle of the ring and grabs Cassie’s legs.]

Nelson: Jack Daniels time! Yes… JACK DANIELS!!!

Tiger: Cassie is locked in. She’s holding out strong. Hector Garcia there is checking to see if she wants to tap, but so far she’s shaking her head off no.

[Maddie applies more pressure to the hold, and readjusts herself. Cassie screams out in pain and has an awkward look on her face in the process.]

Tiger: She’s looking really weary right now. But Cassie knows she wants to win the title.

Nelson: She’s slowly crawling over towards the ropes.

Hart: Got it! The animal needs to let go!

[Maddie lets go of the hold, but walks away from Cassie in the process.]

Tiger: She looks really really winded over there.

[Cassie struggles to stand up, and leans against the ropes once she is finally on her feet.]

Tiger: And Maddie looks pretty pissed off.

[Maddie walks over and gives Cassie a DDT.]

Nelson: That might be all. The cover…

ONE

TWO

Nelson: And Charisma kicks out.

Tiger: Somehow she got enough energy to do that. I don’t know how.

Hart: You ever see them soccer players, they just run around for two hours and look hot doing it.

Nelson: I’m surprised you watched soccer.

Hart: My nephew likes it. I just like the soccer moms.

[Maddie looks stunned to have seen Cassie kick out. She slowly lets Cassie get up off the mat, only to give her a running bulldog and have her face bounce off the mat.]

Nelson: There is no quitting in this rookie.

Hart: Considering Mad Maddie, she may end up dying trying.

[Maddie again goes for the pin.]

ONE

TWO

Nelson: NO!! Cassie kicks out again.

Hart: And now the animal waits again, waiting to attack her prey.

[Maddie once again is waiting for Cassie to get up, which she is slow to do. She is on her feet, but a little shaky.]

Nelson: And what is Maddie doing?

Tiger: If Mad Maddie is going to beat you, she’s going to deliver a lot of punishment first. Just letting her opponents recover after a near pin or a vicious offensive series, then going back for more – it’s a statement to her.

[Maddie then charges after Cassie and spears her into the ropes. Maddie steps away as Cassie gets caught up in the ropes. But Cassie slowly gets away from the ropes too. Maddie just stands and waits, before coming towards Cassie again on offense.]

Nelson: UNPRETTIER!!

Hart: This one’s finally over.

Nelson: Cover…

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Dixon: Your winner, and still Women’s Champion, MAD MADDIE!!!

Nelson: And Mad Maddie finally puts away Cassie Charisma, but the rookie did not go down without a strong fight.

Tiger: Got to give the girl credit, she put up with a lot trying to get the Women’s Championship. Even with Evette trying to screw her over, she stood strong for a while.

Nelson: But now the champion next has a rematch with Bellatrix Drake, and she is desperate to get her hands on Maddie.

Tiger: Surely, that will be the biggest test in Maddie’s career. And one which doesn’t end quickly in disqualification.

Nelson: Drake clearly has a size and power advantage, so it should be interesting to see how Maddie comes out for it. Drake is the size of some of the guys in the men’s division, and so far has thrown the other women around like dolls.

Tiger: Well, we will shortly find out. Maddie says she’s not scared, but let’s see how she can handle herself against the giant when her title is on the line...

[Vandal is seen backstage when DXM comes up behind him, tapping him on the shoulder with his staff.]

Vandal: What the hell? Can I help you?

DXM: Not really.

Vandal: What were you doing watching my match against JJ Carter? You have a problem?

DXM: No. It's just amusing. Like your speech in the ring tonight.

Vandal: What do you mean?

DXM: You two have nothing in common. Serious and you. He's a world champion. You're not...

Vandal: Yeah, well that will change soon enough. Thanks for bringing it up smart ass.

DXM: Actually, my name's...

Vandal: Listen, you're wasting my time. I don't have time for this. Just... Stay away from me unless you have something interesting and worthwhile to say...

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

Nelson: Looks like it's time for another Mac Johnson Five Minute Challenge.

Hart: Mac Johnson has been charitable since day one.

Tiger: I don't quite see this being charity.

Hart: How? He's giving opportunities left and right.

[Pilchard and Mac Johnson gingerly pace down the aisle, halfway down, with a mic in hand, Pilchard speaks.]

Pilchard: In less than ten collective minutes, Mac Johnson has put away two top independant competitors with ease. We've been to Greensboro, Charlotte, and here we are in Greensville, to add five more minutes to the grand total, and three men to Mac Johnson's high score.

[John Pilchard enters the ring, fans boo as he approaches a familiar looking athletically built man, and puts his arm around his shoulder.]

Pilchard: There was a time where cWo had a tag team division and people saw this man as an up and comer. But unfortunately for Tony Awesome saw things differently...

Tiger: He's familiar...

Pilchard: You people knew this man as an "All American Hero", his name is Rick Sullivan...but what was is Tony Awesome called you?

[Pilchard takes his arm off Sullivan.]

Pilchard: Oh right. Of course. Fired!

[Fans boo as Pilchard walks back to Mac Johnson.]

Pilchard: But I'm not Tony Awesome. Unlike the owner of this company, I'm gonna give you a chance, albeit a small one. You know the rules. Survive five minutes with the Mac, you get this contract...

[Pilchard holds his clipboard high in the air. The ref calls for the bell as Pilchard makes his exit.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: And we're underway, the clock is on the bottom right of your screen.

[Sullivan and Mac circle each other. Mac throws a right hand, Sullivan ducks and locks in a body lock from behind and trips Mac.]

Tiger: Rick Sullivan scores the first offense of the match, he's got a chance.

Hart: We'll see.

[Sullivan grabs control of Mac Johnson's neck and locks in a rear naked choke hold.]

Nelson: He's got a tight lock around the monster neck of Mac Johnson, if he can put him to sleep, he could win the contract!

Hart: He's choking! That's illegal!

Tiger: It's a legal move, Robbie. Read up.

[Mac fights to get to one knee, still in the choke hold.]

Nelson: There's a little under four minutes remaining. He needs to hold on.

Hart: Pilch! Do something!

[Mac fights and stands up on two feet, carrying Sullivan on his back.]

Nelson: Mac on his feet.

Tiger: Amazing how he's able to withstand this.

Hart: He is amazing, Peter, he is AMAZING!

[Mac begins to walk to the corner. He begins to climb the turnbuckle.]

Nelson: Where is he going?

Tiger: He's got something big planned here, Just under three minutes to go.

Hart: That's some great strength and heart. I admire this man.

[Mac gets to the top rope with Sullivan still on his back and leaps into the air and lands on his back, squashing Sullivan.]

Nelson: OH MY! Rick Sullivan was just squashed like a bug.

Tiger: Mac Johnson is out of it too, he's just finally able to get some full breaths, he wasn't working with much air intake.

Hart: He's a machine, he doesn't need air.

Nelson: We're at the two minute mark here.

[Mac Johnson gets to a knee and walks over to the unconscious Rick Sullivan and lifts him up and sets him up in a pump handle position.]

Hart: Yes! This one is going to be over!

Nelson: Wait a minute!

[Rick Sullivan begins to fight back, he rolls up Mac Johsnon.]

ONE

TWO

[Mac kicks out.]

Nelson: I thought Sullivan had it there! One minute left!

Hart: Come on Mac!

Tiger: This is going to come down to the wire.

[Mac quickly to his feet, begins to trade blows with Sullivan.]

Nelson: It's a slugfest in the center of the ring. 45 seconds left!

Hart: I can't bare to see another All American Hero promo ever again!

[Mac catches Sullivans hand and in one motion puts him into a pump handle position, lifts him up and delivers a pump handle power slam.]

Nelson: MAC FIVE!!

Hart: Pin him!

Tiger: So close!

[Mac covers Sullivan.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Pilchard; And here is your winner! Mac Johnson!

Nelson: Rick Sullivan only had to last another 25 seconds and he was in!

Tiger: He was so close!

Hart: That's just Mac making it exciting.

Nelson: Welcome back to the program folks. You know, Glory's just around the corner and to say I'm excited would be an understatement, there are some big time matches coming up.

Tiger: You and me both, Joel. All the Titles on the line, let's take a look at what's ahead.

[A graphic displays showcasing J.J. Carter versus Brother Shabazz.]

Nelson: Well first off, after recent developments Glory marks the first day of the rest of the lives of J.J. Carter and Brother Shabazz.

Hart: I think we all saw this one coming from miles away!

Tiger: Both men have been trying to separate themselves from one another, the best way to do that is to find out exactly, who's the better man...

[A graphic then displays Thaddeus Walker versus Detroit Jack Gibson in a Donnybrook.]

Nelson: Then, it's Detroit Jack Gibson finally getting his TV Title-

Hart: You mean Radio Title!

Nelson: Yes..."Radio Title" in a Donnybrook. Yes that's right a Donnybrook!

Tiger: Sounds like a match in the vein of a Last Man Standing match, the winner is the man who can knock the other man out. Though it was Thaddeus Walker's challenge, I think we're stepping in Detroit Jack's comfort zone here.

[A graphic displays Mr. Rich versus Barrett Hawk in a cage match.]

Nelson: Then, after months of hell for both parties involved, could this be the end of the bitter rivalry between Mr. Rich and Barrett Hawk?

Hart: If you can't settle your problems in a cage match, I don't know what will!

Tiger: This will not be fought in the spirit of competition, Barrett Hawk isn't sitting on the fence here, he said it himself, he hates Mr. Rich! And it's gonna come through in that cage more than we've seen before!

[A graphic displays Mad Maddie versus. Bellatrix Drake for the Women's Championship.]

Nelson: Mad Maddie makes her first, in my opinion, real Women's Title defense this Sunday at Glory.

Tiger: No Samantha Crowley, no Mary-Joe Wolf, just Mad Maddie, and Bellatrix Drake. Will we see a new Champion? Or will we see the Mad Maddie that could barfight with Chastity McGavin and still have enough left to drink a six pack?

[A graphic then displays Chazz Mendel versus Victor Emmit versus Devon Dice.]

Nelson: Only time will tell. We also have a huge triple threat in store for us.

Tiger: In spite of the fact that we are short one great United States Champion in Muru, who was forced to relinquish the belt until he's in better condition, we're left with a hell of a match up.

Nelson: Chazz Mendel, Victor Emmit and Devon Dice in a triple threat match for the now vacant Title.

Hart: I'm gonna turn my face and watch that one!

[A graphic then displays Mike Logan versus Johnny Serious for the World Championship.]

Nelson: Then it's our main event. For the biggest Title in the world, the World Heavyweight Championship. Mike Logan's first World Title opportunity, the first time Johnny Serious and Mike Logan meet one on one.

Hart: Johnny Serious is good and all, but I welcome our new World Champion, the Logaconda, Mike Logan!

Tiger: No one has momentum like Mike Logan does right now, Johnny says he knows how to handle Mike Logan, because he was once like him, but there could be more than meets the eye with the Sexual Intellectual.

[Suddenly, the lights dim an turn a cherry shade of red as "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begins to play over the P.A. System. We then see Mike Logan stroll out to the ring with Sabrina Swallows by his side with Mike wearing a tight tie-dyed T-Shirt with tie-dyed short wrestling trunks, tie-dyed elbow & knee pads, and multi-colored wrestling boots. Sabrina is decked out in the skimpiest cheerleading outfit she can find as they both are jawing at fans on their way to the ring as both are pelted with garbage.]

Nelson: Speak of the devil... and here I thought we'd go a whole week without hearing from Mike Logan.

Tiger: I'm not sure I want to know what he has to say...

Hart: How can you question the epic awesomeness of Mike Logan? He's got the perfect woman, a body like a Greek-god, and has more wrestling ability in his finger than other wrestlers have in their entire bodies!

[Logan climbs the ring steps and gyrates his pelvis at the fans before climbing in the ring. Sabrina then climbs in as she wiggles her butt mockingly at the fans as Mike Logan takes the microphone away from Donna Dixon and the boos immediately grow to near-deafening levels.]

Mike Logan: Well... well... WELL!!! Once again, it is I, "The Loga-Conda", a damned handsome man that always has a plan, because I sample my yogurt on women's chests and I spray it on their breasts, but when I can let loose in their face, that's how I like it best. I am... Mike "I like blow-jobs from the east and I love them in the South, so shut up, Donna, and put my balls in your mouth!"... LOGAN!

[The fans grow irate at this point and the boos grow even louder.]

Mike Logan: You people can boo me all you want, but the fact remains that I, "The Loga-Conda", pinned your precious hero one... two... three... for the entire world to see. It just goes to show you why "The Canadian Gigolo" is slicker than a banana peel and is the real deal. Johnny Serious, last week, I shocked the world and pinned you in that ring. Maybe now you see what "The Loga-Conda" can bring! At "Glory", once again, 243 simply stunning and scrumptious pounds of Canadian-built twisted steel and sex appeal will step inside that squared circle and make his victory an absolute thrill while your defeat will be a very bitter pill. I am the heart-breaker! I am the star-maker! I'm the man of the hour, the man with the power, simply too sweet to be sour! I'm a crowd-poppin', panty-droppin', commentator-complicator who's gonna rearrange your face with style and grace! Like the great Muhammad Ali once said, I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee because there's nobody in the cWo as beautiful and as talented as me! I truly am the reflection of perfection, the number-one selection! What you see... is what you get. And what you don't see... is better yet! I am the "lyrical-miracle", the "sexual intellectual", the "real deal"! I'm like M & M's, I melt in your mouth and not in your hands! And at "Glory", Johnny Serious will definitely see why he's simply not up to the same standard as me while I beat him one, two, three in that ring for all the world to see! Pandemonium will erupt because these people will finally see what a true champion and true greatness is really like!

[The fans start a "SHUT THE F**K UP!" chant at Logan as he just sneers at the fans and begins to speak.]

Mike Logan: I'm glad the people of South Carolina learned to syllibalize, but you hicks need to sit down and shut the hell up while grown-ups are talking, mm-kay?

[The crowd is growing absolutely irate at this point and begin to throw garbage at Mike and Sabrina, who immediately get angry and start cussing out any fan they can see.]

Mike Logan: See, I tried to be nice, but if I didn't already promise a marathon rendition of the "horizontal hustle" with Sabrina, I'd kick each and every one of your fat asses! I mean, let's take a look at you people.

[Logan points to a fat guy in a Hawaiian shirt.]

Mike Logan: We've got a fat faggot in a Hawaiian shirt here in the front row!

Nelson: Can we PLEASE be a little more politically correct here?

Tiger: I don't think that matters to Mike Logan.

[Logan then sees a mother with her daughter on the front row as well and leans on the ropes and starts talking to them.]

Mike Logan: Awww, a mother took her daughter to a wrestling show... she probably taught her daughter how to smoke sausage,too... now how do I know this? Her daughter was smoking my sausage at the Marriott last night!

Hart: Ohhh... BURN!!!

[The crowd just immediately goes into near-riot mode after comment as several people move up to the front row and start yelling at Mike Logan. Logan just laughs at them and sees what looks to be a scantily clad woman in the front row as he just sneers at her.]

Mike Logan: And we also have here in the front row an ugly skank of a whore who later tonight is gonna take twelve inches of sausage so far up her ass that she won't know what hit her! And the best part about all this? None of you have the balls to do a god damn thing about it!

Nelson: Can we please get security out here NOW? They're gonna have to air-lift Mike Logan out of here at this rate!

Tiger: The 82nd Airborne isn't gonna be able to get Mike Logan out of here at this rate!

[Mike Logan glares out at the fans and motions for them to come into the ring. He then looks at the mother and daughter and starts yelling at them.]

Mike Logan: Come on, woman! Come on! You want a piece of me?

[Mike then walks toward another fat guy and starts talking in his direction.]

Mike Logan: Do you want a piece of me over there, big boy? Come on, you fat, inbred son-of-a-bitch!

Hart: How did Mike know his name?

[There is a large crowd gathered around the guard rail as Mike Logan leans to the outside and begins to speak.]

Mike Logan: Wait a minute, Poppin-fresh! Time out! It seems your ass is a little confused. Since you won't come to me... I'll come to YOU!

Nelson: Oh boy...

Tiger: I smell a lawsuit.

[Mike Logan starts jawing in the fat fans face before taking another fan's beer and throwing it in his face. He then starts challenging the mother and daughter to hit him and as the mom spits at him, he spits back at her before security finally pries him away from the fans. Upon being escorted back to the ring, Mike Logan takes the microphone once again and begins to speak.]

Mike Logan: Ladies and gentlemen... "The Loga-Conda" has left the building! Thank you all for your support! You've been a wonderful audience! Now I must leave and serve Sabrina some sausage... Good night, South Carolina! Next time you see me, I'll be your new World Heavyweight Champion! Because deep down inside, you all want to be... like... MIKE!

[Mike Logan tosses the microphone into the crowd as security helps escort him and Sabrina to the back as fans are trying to grab at them and Sabrina even hits a few fans with her purse.]

Hart: That was simply epic... no one can do an interview like Mike Logan!

Nelson: That was simply despicable and I hope and pray that jerk doesn't win our World Title!

Tiger: I'm amazed he got out of here alive after some of the things he said tonight!

Nelson: No better time than now for a break. I can't believe the nerve of Mike Logan to come out here and treat our fans like that, we'll be back folks...my God!...

[The lights go black, suddenly laughter (that of Johnny Vandal's) is heard over the sound system, which is spliced into "Hysteria" by Muse. The lights beam to the entrance where Johnny Vandal emerges armed with a microphone in one hand, a can of spraypaint in the other. Two streams of bright pyrotechnics shoot up endless amounts of sparks before two loud bangs cease the activity. Johnny Vandal then makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring.]

Benson: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is our main event of the evening. Making his way out to the ring first, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 225 lbs, he is JOHNNY VANDALLLLL

Wilden: Johnny Vandal has a lotto prove tonight in his Main Event debut!

Hart: Not technically a main event debut, but I see what you mean.

[As he comes down the aisle, Vandal begins to speak.]

Vandal: I don't know if you all know the main event tonight, but if not, let me go ahead and let you all in on a little secret. I'm in it.

[The audience stirs and begins to chant obscenities at Johnny Vandal.]

Vandal: And my opponent, who shares my first name, is Johnny Serious.

[The crowd erupts at the name as Vandal rolls into the ring. The eruption finally settles when Vandal puts the mic to his mouth.]

Nelson: The crowd here loves Johnny Serious!

Vandal: Get it out of your system, because it's the last cheer you'll be giving Mr. Serious for quite some time. Sharing first names is the only thing we have in common. He's a nobody, someone who hopes the fans will always love him. I'm a true beast who can never be stopped.

In fact, his whole name, SERIOUS. Haha, that's a joke in itself. Can he be taken serious? No. He gets a few big wins, a few big cheers, and he thinks he's golden. He's never faced the likes of me. He's never had the Vandalism hit so close to home. But tonight, it will. And I guarantee you. I am serious.

[Vandal pops the cap off the canister, a spray paint can. He sprays a "V"in the ring and drops the can, leaving.]

Wilden: What is Johnny Vandal thinking?! He just ruined the mat for the very ring we're using tonight!

Nelson: This is a non title match against the World Champion, Johnny Serious.

Tiger: The battle of the Johnny's.

Hart: Let's see how Serious handles a real cWo Veteran!

[The lights go out 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 and the crowd goes crazy. Johnny Serious makes his way out, wearing the cWo World Heavyweight Championship Belt. ]

Benson: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 245 lbs, he is the current cWo World Heavyweight Champion, JOHNNNNYYYYY SEEERRRRRIIIIOOOOUSSSSS!

Hart: I am surprised the Champion showed up after his humiliating loss over Mike Logan last week.

Nelson: I wouldn't call it humiliating...

Tiger: One wonders if that loss last week in the tag match will have an effect on the Champion for tonight, and more importantly, at GLORY.

[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. Senior Referee Johnny Williams signals for the bell as Serious places the title in the corner.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: And Vandal with a quick attack!

[As Referee Williams signals for the bell, Vandal rushes towards Serious who has his back turned, and hits Serious with a double axe handle to the back. He then quickly grabs Serious into a head lock and starts unloading a few punches to the face.]

Tiger: Vandal knows the Champions game plan and has struck early.

[Vandal grabs Serious and Irish Whips him into a corner. He rushes towards Serious and hits a running elbow right to the champion's face. Vandal quickly pulls Serious in and hits a belly to belly suplex.]

Nelson: Vandal now goes for an early pin.

ONE

T...

Nelson: And a quick kick out by Johnny...

Hart: What are you talking about, Johnny almost got the pin.

Tiger: I think we all need to remember that there are three JOHNNY's in that ring.

[Vandal quickly gets up, picks Serious up and Irish Whips him against the ropes.]

Hart: Three Johnny's?

[As Serious returns from the ropes, Vandal hits a hard running spear.]

Tiger: Yeah, Serious, Vandal, and referee Johnny Williams.

Hart: Damn, how do we tell them apart!

Nelson: Only you would be confused.

[Vandal gets up quickly.]

Tiger: Vandal is showing some real potential here.

Nelson: He has had control so far of this match, that is for sure.

[Vandal walks over to Serious's feet.]

Nelson: And Vandal going for the Sharpshooter...but Serious wiggles out, kicking Vandal back first into the corner.

[Serious gets to his feet fast. Vandal comes running towards Serious with a clothesline, but Serious ducks, turns around, grabs Vandal in his own head lock and...]

Tiger: The Champion hits a running bull dog on his opponent.

[Serious gets up quickly, stands over Vandal, and hits a hard standing leg drop on Vandal.]

Nelson: The Champion now getting some momentum of his own.

[Serious turns Vandal on his back, grabs his legs and....]

Nelson: Johnny Serious slingshots Johnny Vandal into the the corner...

Tiger: Vandal hitting his head hard on that turnbuckle, falls back down, and now the Champion hitting a series of standing elbows. So much for letting last week get to the champion.

Hart: Next week, we will have a new champion guys, you just see!

Nelson: And what is he doing out here....

[Mike Logan and Sabrina Swallows slowly make their way out to the ring ramp.]

Hart: Maybe they want to watch the match like everyone else.

Nelson: Don't we have monitors in the back for that?

[Serious picks Vandal up, Irish Whips him against the ropes, and on the return, hits a...]

Nelson: A SERIOUS choke slam by the champion and now his eye has caught Mike Logan standing there.

Hart: He is taking his eye off the challenger, and that may hurt him.

[Serious walks to the ropes and faces Mike Logan, holding his arms in the air.]

Nelson: The champion is basically saying that he is right here, and challenging Mike Logan to come down to the ring.

[Logan turns to Sabrina and then back to Serious with a big cocky smile and shakes his head no...]

Nelson: And from behind it's Johnny Vandal rolling Serious up into a pin...grabbing the champions tights none the less!

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Hart: Ha ha ha....Vandal just upset the champion!

["Hysteria" by Muse begins to play as Vandal begins to celebrate in the ring as he is showered with a chorus of boos. Serious quickly gets back to his feet and looks right back at Logan!]

BENSON: Here is your winner, JOHNNY VANDALLLLLLL!!!!!!

Tiger: Vandal noticed the champion was preoccupied and went right for a pin. Serious just had too much going on.

Hart: So technically, we have a new champion, right.

Nelson: Non title match Robbie...and look at Serious just stare down Mike Logan, challenging Logan to enter the ring.

[Vandal continues to celebrate like a champion. Serious takes notice and walks over to Vandal. He quickly pulls Vandal next to him and...]

Nelson: JOHNNY VANDAL JUST GOT SERIOUS'D!!!!!!!

[The fans go nuts.]

Hart: What a sore loser our champion is...can't he let the poor guy celebrate.

["Elevation" by U2 plays through the arena as Mike Logan goes running towards the ring. Sabrina tries to hold onto Logan to keep him back, but Logan's strength is too much and Sabrina can't hold on.]

Nelson: And here comes Logan!

[Logan slides in the ring, and he and Johnny Serious begin trading punch for punch.]

Hart: The hell with Glory, let's have this match now!

DING DING DING DING

DING DING DING DING

DING DING DING DING

[Serious tackles Logan down to the mat and the two continue to trade punch for punch, rolling around on the mat.]

Nelson: These two were pretty civil up until this moment, then all hell just broke loose.

Tiger: Thank god someone is out there rolling Vandal out of the ring. He looks a little dazed right now, but he did win this match!

Nelson: Someone has got to get into that ring and break these two up.

Hart: Why? Let them fight! Or are you just scared that Mike Logan will out duel the champion!

[Security begins to run towards the ring.]

Nelson: Here comes Security to break this all up!

[Security enters the ring, about 10 to 12 of them. They struggle, but are able to break both Serious and Logan up, but both men are fighting with all of their will to break free.]

Nelson: What a match we are going to see at Glory!

Tiger: Well, this is the first time in a long time that we have seen Serious as the agressor. Mike Logan is not like the others he has faced before. I mean Mike Logan reminds me a little bit of Johnny Serious.

Hart: Say what?

Tiger: I'm just saying, when Johnny Serious first entered the cWo, he had that same kind of arrogant attitude that we see in Mike Logan. He was a lot of arrogance wrapped up in a lot of talent. Mike Logan has talent, that is undeniable, but his arrogance may be his weakness.

[At that moment, Serious is able to break free from security as is Logan and they both start rolling on the ground throwing punches again.]

Nelson: And there is just mayhem in the ring tonight folks. Make sure you all tune in this sunday night on Pay Per View because I have a feeling that this Championship Match is going to be something special!

[Finally, more security comes down and they are able to once again break up Serious and Logan. The two competitors are pinned into separate corners, both trying to fight their way back to each other.]

Nelson: Folks, we are out of time. For Robbie Hart and Peter Tiger, I am Joel Nelson and we will see you at cWo Glory!

[The camera goes to the ring as both Logan and Serious are both trying to fight their way back to the middle. The copyright logo appears as the scene fades.]