cWo presents Driven 72
Live from the American Airlines Arena in Miami, FL
Thursday July 17, 2009

Intro

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 the American Airlines Arena in Miami, Florida, 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 “The house won” “Ain't no cure for the Summertime Bruise” and “Mike Logan sucks” The camera then focuses on Joel Nelson, Peter Tiger and Robbie Hart seated at the announce position.]

Nelson: Off of another successful pay per vciew event, we welcome to Miami! Welcome to another action packed installment of cWo Driven! I’m Joel Nelson, joined as always by Peter Tiger and the one and only Robbie Hart. Fans, if you missed Glory, you missed another epic pay per view event!

Tiger: Glory left a lot of questions unanswered, and probably left a sour taste in the mouth of some of cWo’s finest, and you know we’ll be seeing some fallout tonight!

Hart: I’m hoping that means some more Mike Logan, he got screwed!

Nelson: Actually, Robbie, Mike Logan was one of the few wrestlers at Glory to get exactly what he deserved!

Hart: Bah!

Tiger: Let’s get right to the action, as we start with a women’s matchup!

Donna Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... from Blountville, Tennessee... weighing in at 125 pounds... 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 staring at her opponent as the music dies down.]

Donna Dixon: And her opponent... from Chicago, Illinois... weighing in at 120 pounds... Jenna... Sydal!!!

[Both females stare down one another before referee Hector Garcia rings the bell to start the contest.]

Nelson: Well fans, last time we saw Cassie Charisma, she put in a solid effort against our current Women's champion, but couldn't come up with the win. Let's see if she has any luck with Jenna Sydal.

Tiger: Though her won-loss record doesn't show it, I definitely admire the positive and cheerful outlook Cassie has maintained in her time here in the cWo.

[Both wrestlers circle the ring as Jenna goes to lock up with Cassie, only to get met with a hard kick to the leg. Jenna tries to get to her again and is met with another stiff Kawada-style kick, this time to the ribs before Cassie snap-mares Jenna and kicks her in the back.]

Hart: It figures that a soccer-girl has the most lethal kicks in all of the cWo. Oh, the things I'd do to Cassie... that is, if I wasn't so sure she was a lesbian!

Nelson: Just because she's a soccer player doesn't make her a lesbian, Robbie.

[Cassie finally picks Jenna up with a standing arm-bar and follows it up with a hard hook kick to the jaw of Jenna, sending her reeling. Cassie then runs against the ropes with a full head of steam and hits a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors, sending Jenna rolling out of the ring due to all the momentum from the move.]

Tiger: Beautiful head-scissor takedown by Cassie Charisma, and if I had to guess what's next... she's gonna fly through the air!

[Cassie then runs against the ropes and catapults herself to the outside over the top rope with a Tope Con Hilo, sending Jenna down as Cassie lays on the ground briefly before kipping up and tagging hands with a few fans at ring-side.]

Hart: Those fans in the front row probably had the best view of Cassie anyone's seen of her yet! I mean, look at her a-

Nelson: Anyway, it looks like Cassie's gonna take Jenna back in the ring now.

[Cassie picks Jenna up and goes for a kick, only for Jenna to catch it. But Cassie turns it into a Step-Up Enzuigiri kick. Cassie then yells out to the fans.]

Cassie Charisma: Who wants to see a Charisma Cutter?

Tiger: Looks like Cassie's gonna make short work of Jenna Sydal.

Hart: Poor Jenna Sydal's about to eat canvas!

[Cassie takes Jenna's head and grabs her in a 3/4 facelock and runs toward the corner and spins around to hit her Acid Drop known as the Charisma Cutter.]

Nelson: Charisma Cutter!

Tiger: I love that move.

Nelson: This is gonna be it. Wait a minute!

[Cassie Charisma rises to her feet, and turns to face her downed opponent, when suddenly a woman dressed in green and black wrestling attire slides under the bottom rope, and looks at Cassie with a smile on her face.]

Tiger: Who's that?

[She lets out a sharp sounding scream as she runs full sprint towards an unprepared Cassie Charisma, and hits a front dropkick in the chest with a force that sends her jumping backwards and colliding with the turnbuckle. Referee Hector Garcia calls for the bell immediately.]

DING DING DING

Hart: Whoa Mommy! She just got kicked into the next century!

[Cassie lands on the mat, seated against the bottom turnbuckle. The woman doesn't relent as she delivers fierce rapid kicks to the chest. Hector Garcia pleads with the woman to stop.]

Nelson: Well Hector Garcia's thrown this match out, and now poor Cassie Charisma's become the victim of a vicious assault.

Tiger: I've never seen this woman before!

Hart: Boy does she look mean!

Tiger: Cassie's gonna need some help.

[The woman raises her arms, playing innocent as she backs away. Garcia continues to reprimand the woman as she backs towards the opposite corner...]

Nelson: This mysterious woman looks to have had her fill.

Hart: I gotta know more about this feisty tigress! I like what I see!

Nelson: Hold on!...

[Suddenly, with another loud scream she charges after Cassie and hits her with a jumping facewash.]

Hart: Listen to that scream!

Nelson: What did Cassie Charisma do to deserve this kind of abuse?

Hart: Gotta be more to this story that's for sure!

[Again, Hector Garcia pleads with the woman to show some mercy as she backs away looking down on Cassie furiously. She then turns her head to see Jenna Sydal on her hands and knees, recovering from the Charisma Cutter.]

Hart: I don't think she's finished either!

Nelson: No it doesn't look that way!

[The woman hooks Jenna Sydal's arms, taking little hesitation before taking her to the mat with a swinging butterfly suplex.]

Hart: Whoa!

Tiger: That was unique!

[The woman breathes heavily as she looks down at her handy work.]

Nelson: Now's not the time to appreciate this woman's wrestling prowess, this woman just stuck her nose where it doesn't belong!

[Suddenly cameras show an admiring John Pilchard laughing at the chaotic scene, the woman looks up the aisle, seeing him as Pilchard gestures to her to come over.]

Hart: Hey look Joel! It's John Pilchard!

Nelson: How does he tie into this?

Tiger: Shouldn't he be preparing Mac Johnson for the Five Minute Challenge later tonight?

Nelson: I can't help but think this is a part of some slimey plan of his.

[Pilchard puts his arms around the woman's shoulder as he directs her to the backstage area. Fans boo as they walk out of sight.]

Tiger: What Pilchard's business is with that woman I couldn't even begin to guess.

Nelson: Not to mention why he'd have her come out here and sneak attack Cassie Charisma and her opponent like that.

Hart: Well at least she's an equal opportunity psychopath!

Nelson: Something's not right about this. We have Tiffany Tolberg backstage, Tiffany?

Tiffany Toberg: Thanks, Joel! I'm here with Lana Lexington. Lana, the first thing on everyone's mind is your arm. We clearly saw...

Lana: Thanks for your concern, Tiffany. My arm is still very injured, as you can tell. And it's just a struggle to get through every way. But as the world saw, despite my temporary handicap, I was still able to defeat the so called class of the women's division, Jen Diamond!

Tolberg: Well, you won the match in a very controversial fashion.

Lana: That's how Miss Diamond operates. She needs to bend the rules. The rules state both hands had to be behind her back, and she got her hand loose. The match stated no Johnny Williams, and guess who was there? Despite all she threw at me, Tiffany, I was able to prevail.

Tolberg: Will you be willing to grant Jen Diamond a rematch?

Lana: No, In fact, I won't be wrestling any more women in cWo. I would like, at this time, however to announce my retirement from the cWo Women's Division, effective immediately!

Tolberg: Your RETIREMENT?! From cWo?

Lana: No, not from cWo. Did I say that? I'm retiring from the women's division, duh!

Tolberg: I'm not sure I follow...

Lana: You've seen it, Tiff. The women's division in cWo is a joke. Jen Diamond is the best they have, and I beat her, therefore I've beaten the absolute best in that division. What would the next step be, the women's title? Wrestling inferior talent for the rest of my career? Please. Jen Diamond is considered a crossover superstar. She was able to bridge the gender gap and win the US Title. Well, I'm going to do the same thing. I'm doing to bridge the gender gap even more, and become the single greatest female athlete on the planet!

Tolberg: So, you're going to try to top what she's done? Go for the US title like she did?

Lana: Yeah right. US Title? Do you know who my dad is? We don't settle for second best! You're looking at the first woman who will ever work her way up the ranks of cWo to become it's champion! The sky's the limit, Tiffany! Lana Lexingon is about to break out!

[The show begins to go to a commercial break when suddenly the screen goes black.]

Voice: We’ve won the first battle, but television is not finished. We’ve had our day in court, bur what it will take is a day in the ring. The scallywag Dee-Troit Jack Gibson will not relent, and neither must we, dear radio fans. Throw away your television and tune in. You know where to find us. This is Thaddeus Walker, your radio champion. If you are listening, you are the resistance.

["Hysteria" by Muse plays over the PA system. Johnny Vandal walks out to the ramp as sparks fly everywhere. He makes his way to the ring and slides in, the crowd booing with pleasure. He grabs a mic.]

Wilden: Johnny Vandal made an appearance at Glory, but was not on the card. He's scheduled for a match tonight with newcomer Damien Xavier Machiavelli.

Hart: Who are we kidding? No one wants to see Vandal wrestle.

Johnny Vandal: Tonight, I find myself facing a man who admires my skill. As creepy as that is, I now have to show him why it's so great to admire ME, Johnny Vandal.

[The crowd boos louder.]

Nelson: Vandal is really full of himself.

Vandal: Before we begin, let me show you the highlights of the pay-per-view, something the audience at home did not get to see, which is unfortunate.

[Replays of Vandal beating Leon is shown on screen, Vandal celebrates before being attacked and laid out.]

Wilden: Vandal brought in local talent to wrestle for the pay-per-view which wasn't approved, but he was attacked immediately afterwards.

[The crowd cheers when Vandal is laid out by the unknown assailant.]

Vandal: Yeah, cheer all you like, but I'm not stupid. I know it was D.X.M who did this and I'm not one for playing games. If you want to attack me, you do it face to face like a man. Not some coward. But so be it, things will be different tonight, because tonight isn't a normal match.

Wilden: What is Vandal talking about?

Vandal: The fans, you inane scum that you are, want me gone. Tony Awesome thinks I'm the plague, and even the cWo roster is afraid to be Vandalized.

Hart: True, oh so true.

Vandal: So, tonight, I challenge the new talent,"DXM" as he likes to call himself. But not to any match. But a loser leaves the cWo match.

[The crowd ignites in cheers at the chance of Vandal being gone from cWo.]

Wilden: Can he do that?!

[DXM walks out with Tony Awesome right behind. Tony Awesome has a mic in hand and is all smiles.]

Nelson: Is this really going down? Tony Awesome risks losing even more if Johnny Vandal wins tonight!

Wilden: But he can gain so much if DXM wins, who we haven't seen much of in the ring.

Awesome: Vandal Vandal Vandal... I've been waiting for you to slip up. To do something stupid and arrogant, and you didn't disappoint. Listen to the fans here tonight!

[The crowd cheers.]

Awesome: Do all of you want this to go through?

[Vandal nods and the audience roars in agreement, DXM stands silent, eyeing his opponent.]

Awesome: Done. Vandal, you got it. If you win, you stay, you lose, you're gone. Vice versa for DXM. You asked for it, you GOT IT.

[DXM struts towards the ring and Johnny Vandal smiles.]

Wilden: My God this is really going to happen! The loser of this match will never wrestle for cWo again!

Nelson: Johnny Vandal the highest paid star of cWo versus DXM the newest acquired star!

Hart: Meh, who cares?

[DXM slides in and the bell rings. The two lock up immediately and Vandal is brought down with a submission. DXM has Vandal in a headlock.]

Wilden: Looks like Vandal is taken down quick here with a headlock. Tony Awesome is sticking around for the match it looks like!

[Vandal stands and counters, putting DXM in an armbar.]

Nelson: Nice counter by Vandal, but DXM is a technical wrestler of the nth degree. If he can play on that, Vandal will...no longer be with us. Weird.

[Vandal throws DXM to the ring and hits a giant spinebuster on DXM. DXM props himself up to his knees and Vandal comes off the ropes with a flying knee to DXMs face.]

Wilden: My goodness what a knee! DXM could have a broken nose!

Hart: Good thing he isn't known for his looks.

[DXM is brought to his feet and is wobbling. Vandal kicks him in the stomach and sets him up for a Death Valley Bomb. He connects hard on the mat.]

Wilden: Vandalism! Did he really just do that?!

Nelson: The match just began! It can't be...

[Vandal brings DXM to his feet who is almost unconscious it seems. Tony Awesome can only stare in anger as Vandal smiles at Tony Awesome. He puts a thumbs up and then a thumbs down. The crowd boos.]

Hart: Vandal is taunting the crowd. Love it.

[Vandal lifts DXM for another Vandalism and lands it perfectly. He pins.]

Wilden: The pin!

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Nelson: Vandal did it in quick fashion! He beat the newest roster member of cWo and DXM is no longer apart of the cWo!

Wilden: Vandal continues to cause Tony Awesome problems, and this will surely add to the list.

[Tony Awesome looks on displeased and angered and walks backstage slowly as Vandal laughs, looking on where Awesome once stood.]

Wilden: We'll take a commercial break once we get our brains wrapped around what just happened!

Hart: DXM brought in on himself. Shouldn't have messed with Vandal to begin with!

[Backstage, a camera focuses on a door in the backstage halls that has the Face Turn logo centered on it. We then see a smiling Mike Logan appear on the screen attempting to open the door, it's locked so Mike Logan knocks. Shortly after, the door opens, an enthusiastic looking Victor Emmit peeks out of the opening. He then opens the door wide, exits the room and offers a high five.]

Emmit: The Logaconda, buddyyyyy what's happenin'?

[Mike Logan returns a high five.]

Logan: Oh, I'm doing just swell, daddy-o... I heard about the tag team match for tonight and I'm more excited than a virgin about to get his first piece of "pie"...

Emmit: Oh, buddy I'm stoked. Just think about it, Mike Logan, Victor Emmit, take 'em to school, give me that tag and, T...N...T...Dy-no-mite baby.

Logan: Oh, I agree, brother... but I know we're gonna win tonight. But when it's check-out time, "The Loga-Conda" is not gonna make that tag...

Emmit: Wait..what're you talkin' about...

Logan: I just got back from talking to Devon Dice, who's handing out Title opportunities like they're candy. I told him that "The Canadian Gigolo" wants in on this United States title give-away and Dice told me that if I get the pin, then it's "The Loga-Conda" who's gonna be the number one contender...

Emmit: ....

[Momentarily, Emmit looks to be shocked by what he heard, but then after further thought he smiles, and nudges Logan in the shoulder.]

Emmit: Aaaaahhh you're just joshin' aren't ya?

Logan: Not today, brother. When I win, I'm challenging Dice next week, leaving me plenty of time to take Johnny Serious' title at Summertime Bruise. I'll see you out there, bud!

[Mike Logan walks away as Victor Emmit looks on in watery eyed disappointment.]

Nelson: What an announcement! If Mike Logan gets the pin in the main event tonight, he gets the next shot at Devon Dice’s newly won US Title!

Hart: What great news! Everything’s coming up roses for the Logaconda!

Tiger: Don’t be so quick to anoint him just yet, he’s in for a tough t fight tonight against Chazz Mendel and the cWo World Champion, Johnny Serious!

Hart: Mike Logan can do anything!

["One Day As A Lion" plays as John Pilchard leads Mac Johnson down to the ring.]

Hart: Yes! another Mac Johnson Five Minute Challenge, I love these!

Tiger: It's definitely an interesting concept, bringing in these local players and seeing what they're made of, but so far all we've seen is Mac Johnson dominating.

Nelson: I think part of it is Mac Johnson and John Pilchard just love to crush dreams of young upstarts in this business.

Hart: And how about that woman we saw earlier who Pilchard came out to greet? Think we'll hear about that?

Nelson: Well you know where there's Pilchard there's a microphone, so we'll just have to see.

[Pilchard holds a mic in hand and a clipboard in the other which holds an exclusive cWo contract.]

Pilchard: Before I say anything here tonight, let me just say one thing. Anything you're wondering about that woman who attacked Cassie Charisma earlier tonight can keep wondering, because any and all information that pertains to her, is a Pilchard exclusive, and I'll just leave it at that.

[Pilchard pauses for a moment.]

Pilchard: Now let's get down to business as usual. As the old saying goes, another day, another dollar. Yes it's time for the weekly cWo instutition that Mac Johnson, Five Minute Challenge. If that's not self explanitory enough for you, allow me to reiterate. This gentleman here has five minutes after the ring of the bell to survive Mac Johnson. He doesn't have to beat him, he simply has to survive five minutes, if he can do that much, well, welcome to the cWo. But if you lose, you're just a statistic. You're a part of the mathematical equation that sums up those who've been beaten by the best. And this man behind me, he is the best...so don't feel too bad when he wipes the floor with you.

[Fans boo as Pilchard continues.]

Pilchard: Tonight's victim isn't from here. He flew in all the way from Richmond Virginia here to Miami Florida. Which is kind of like being dunked in a toilet and flushed down into the sewers...

Nelson: Well that's uncalled for!

Pilchard: His name's Tony Rios, and well, I hope it was a round trip so you don't have to worry about how you're getting back home tonight.

[The ref calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

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

[Mac and Rios lock up.]

Tiger: John Pilchard doesn't have a lot of confidence in this, Tony Rios, but he's a pretty large specimen himself, not much smaller than Mac, maybe he can do it.

Hart: Not a chance...

[Rios switches to a backside body lock, lifts Mac in the air and drives him into the mat and quickly locks in a headlock.]

Nelson: Now wait just a minute, it's been awhile since someone was able to actually take Mac Johnson down, this kids got a shot!

Tiger: 30 seconds in.

[Mac loosens the headlock and scrambles to his feet.]

Nelson: And Mac is able to squirm loose.

Hart: I think you mean POWER FREE!

[Mac shakes his head and charges Rios, who side steps, Mac quickly turns around and walks into some right and left hands.]

Tiger: Mac is being outsmarted, Tony Rios came prepared.

Hart: Mac will figure it out!

Nelson: Well he better hurry, he's only got 3 minutes and 45 seconds left or else we're looking at a new cWo superstar.

[Rios pushes Mac against the ropes and whips him across the ring Mac ducks a clothesline and springboards off the middle rope and lands a moonsault.]

Hart: MAC TONIGHT!!

Nelson: The pin.

ONE

TWO

[Rios kicks out.]

Tiger: And Tony Rios not giving up, kicks out.

Nelson: Love him or hate him, you can't deny Mac Johnson is talented.

Hart: Duh, that's why Pilchard is with him. The man can smell talent a century away.

[Mac grabs Rios and brings him to his feet. He whips him into the corner. Mac charges him, leaps and lands a big splash.]

Nelson: Oh the Mac Attack in full effect!

[Mac whips Rios across the ring and charges him and lands another big splash in the corner.]

Hart: And the wheels have come off!

[Mac whips Rios across the ring charges him and leaps in the air and comes crashing down face first into Tony Rios boot.]

Tiger: A big boot to the face of Mac! 2 minutes 12 seconds left.

[Rios bounces off the near ropes and takes Mac down with a swinging neck breaker.]

Nelson: Rios is back on the offensive he makes the cover.

ONE

TWO

[Mac kicks out.]

Nelson: Near fall there.

Hart: Please, not even close, but Mac is really dragging this one out.

Tiger: You're too much!

[Rios gets to his feet. Hooks Mac's head and delivers a DDT in the center of the ring.]

Nelson: DDT! Mac is out in the center of the ring.

Tiger: Yeah kid, you got this!

Hart: Please, and you call me bias!

Nelson: He'd be a great addition to our roster!

[Rios locks in a boston crab.]

Nelson: There's a minute left and Mac Johnson is stuck in a boston crab in the center of the ring. It's coming down to the wire.

Hart: PILCH! Do something!

Tiger: There's nothing he can do now, Robbie! Tony Rios is 50 seconds away from a cWo contract!

[Pilchard is seen pacing quickly back and forth screaming for Mac to get up.]

Nelson: And John Pilchard is on the outside and his meal ticket is about to lose to Tony Rios, someone we've never heard of until tonight!

Hart: Think, Pilch! COME ON MAC!!!

Tiger: Don't cry pal, it'll all be over in 25 seconds.

[Pilchard begins banging on the canvas from the outside, Mac is still stuck in the Boston Crab.]

Nelson: This is going to be it.

[The crowd begins to count down from 10.]

TEN

NINE

EIGHT

SEVEN

SIX

Hart: I CAN"T WATCH

Tiger: New superstar.

FIVE

FOUR

[Pilchard slides into the ring and charges Rios from behind. He stands behind him as he digs his fingers into Rios' eyes. The ref immediately calls for the bell. Rios releases the Boston Crab, as he takes a moment to shake the cobwebs off.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: What the hell?

Tiger: There were four seconds left, Pilchard just caused a disqualification! What does this mean for Tony Rios?

[Rios looks on in confusion as the referee and John Pilchard argue for a moment. The referee breaks from Pilchard as he begins informing Donna Dixon of something.]

Dixon: Referee Hector Garcia has stopped this contest at four minutes and 57 seconds declaring the winner by disqualification. Tony Rios!

[Fans cheer as Tony Rios jumps in the air, and holds his arms up in victory as he falls to his knees in shock.]

Tiger: So, is he now a member of the cWo?

Nelson: I don't see why it wouldn't! Welcome to the cWo Tony Rios and congratulations!

Hart: Wait a minute, what? Don't jump the gun here Joel, he didn't exactly earn it!

Nelson: There were three seconds on the clock!

[An outraged Pilchard shouts at Donna Dixon, who looks discouraged by his anger as he demands the microphone.]

Pilchard: Hold on a damn minute! Listen to me Tony Rios and all of you leather skinned beach dwellers, apparently none of you can respect that there are certain rules to the Mac Johnson Five Minute Challenge! I thought I made it quite clear, survive five minutes with Mac Johnson, earn a contract. This contract is in my hands and it's up to me that these rules are taken seriously! Tony Rios, you did not win the challenge fairly. You will not be a member of the cWo tonight!

Nelson: What!

Hart: That's what I thought, seems I'm the only one paying attention here!

Pilchard: Come here Mac, come on...

[Pilchard supports Mac out of the ring as he rolls under the bottom rope as Tony Rios looks crushed. The fans boo loudly as he complains from a distance to Pilchard.]

Tiger: That news is bad enough to make a grown man cry. You gotta feel for Tony Rios tonight.

Pilchard: I'm sorry, rules are rules Tony! You had your chance, if you want another, we'll be in Tampa Florida next week, buy yourself a ticket to the show!

Nelson: The gall of that man, you ask me we're looking at a fresh young cWo contracted wrestler, this challenge is illegitimate.

Hart: Good thing you aren’t in charge!

[Mr. Fantasy, keyboardist for Face Turn, stands outside smoking a clove. Suddenly, he’s approached by Reg Mendel, Jr, who is dressed in a tuxedo t-shirt and carrying a briefcase.]

Reg Jr: Hey, you’re that Mr. Fantasy guy, the piano player right?

[Mr. Fantasy shrugs and takes a drag from his clove]

Reg Jr: Alright man, awesome. Look, I need to talk to Notorious JON, your lead singer. I got some information for him.

[Mr. Fantasy points towards the door.]

Reg Jr: C’mon man don’t screw around with me. Look at me, I’m all dressed up for this. You gotta take me to see ‘em. You know what’s in this briefcase?

[Reg Jr opens the briefcase, showing it’s empty.]

Reg Jr: There’s nothin’ in the friggin briefcase. It’s empty. I just thought it’d look cool to see the man and tell ‘em I have information and show ‘em a briefcase. Like in the movies, ya know?

[Fantasy shakes his head and flicks his clove onto the pavement.]

Reg Jr: All the information’s up here. In my skull and brains and stuff, but it’s important stuff, eh? It’s stuff Notorious JON needs to know. Big stuff. I’d tell you but then he’d probably kill you, So you gotta take me to see em!

[Mr. Fantasy sighs.]

Mr. Fantasy: Fine. Follow me.

[Mr. Fantasy turns and opens the door, walking back into the arena. Reg Jr quickly follows him.]

Reg Jr: Alright man, thanks. I’m tellin’ ya, bro, this is big information. Big deal stuff in my brains right now!

Nelson: Welcome back! This next match should be a good one, as two of the best competitors in the women's division square off. After what happened to both of them at Glory, you can be sure neither one of them is coming into this match particularly happy.

Tiger: Well, we knew that Lana Lexington had something up her sleeve for her match with Jen Diamond, but who would have thought that Mad Maddie would be able to get the clean 1-2-3 on Bellatrix Drake? You have to wonder how this will effect her as a competitor...

Hart: I wasn't surprised at all!! Maddie's too drink to feel pain, and she turned it on. Bellatrix is all bark, no bite.

Nelson: This should be a good one, folks. Take it Donna!

Dixon: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Wiltshire, England. Here is.. BELLATRIX DRAKE!

["The Somber Lay" plays and the crowd's reaction is mixed as Bellatrix Drake steps out from behind the entrance curtain. She forgoes her usual fanfare, and looks down at the ground as she walks, seemingly uninterested with the proceedings. She climbs into the ring and gives a half hearted nod to Donna Dixon, then goes and stands in her corner.]

Dixon: And her opponent, from Boca Raton, Florida... here is JEEEN DIAAAMOND!

[The crowd cheers as "Physical" by NIN plays and a flash of pyros go off around the entrance ramp. When the smoke clears, Jen Diamond confidently walks out from behind the entrance curtain and heads towards the ring. She climbs through the ropes and looks over Bellatrix Drake.]

DING DING DING

Nelson: This one's underway!

[Bellatrix and Jen circle each other. Diamond delivers a chop to the chest of Bellatrix Drake, then another. Bellatrix shrugs them off. Jen bounces off the ropes. Bellatrix wiffs with a lazy clothesline attempt. Jen bounces off the other side of the ring and connects with a clothesline that sends Bellatrix Drake onto her back! Bellatrix slowly gets back to her feet, Jen sends her down with another dropkick! Bellatrix again lazily gets back to her feet. Jen Diamond looks her over, then shakes her head and mouths "What's wrong with you?"]

Nelson: Apparantly Jen Diamond isn't too pleased with he level of resistance she's been getting from Bellatrix Drake this match.

Tiger: She has seems quite lackadaisical in these opening minutes.

Hart: Lackadaisical? Look who's using ten dollar words!

[Jen gives Drake a hard slap in the face, Bellatrix shrugs it off. Jen shakes her head, then charges and delivers a spinning back elbow that staggers Bellatrix, then hiptosses her into the center of the ring and applies a bicep splicer!]

Nelson: Submission manuever now from Jen Diamond!

Tiger: Bellatrix isn't showing much resistance here, this one may be over quickly.

Nelson: I've got to tell you this is somewhat disappointing, and it looks like Jen Diamond echoes my disappointment.

[Jen shouts at Bellatrix as she tightens the hold, bending Bellatrix's arm even further]

Jen: C'mon! Do something!

[Bellatrix is in obvious pain, but not providing any resistance. Frustrated, Jen lets go of the hold. She then pulls Bellatrix up to her feet, spins her around, hooks her around the waist and strains as she executes a german suplex! Bellatrix lays on the mat as Jen drops to her knees and jaws at her.]

Nelson; Well, Jen is certainly trying to her best to bring something out of Bellatrix Drake.

Hart: By dropping her on her head? She could injure her!

Tiger: This is just a veteran taking charge of a situation. She doesn't want this to be a cheap match.

Nelson: Especially after the war these two had at Roll the Dice!

[Jen grabs the ankle leg of Bellatrix drake, forces her onto her stomach and applies and ankle lock. Again, Bellatrix cries out in pain, but doesn't provide any resistance.]

Tiger: I'm really, really surprised to see this kind of behavior from Bellatrix Drake. Obviously her loss to Mad Maddie has gotten to her.

Hart: Well, Jen Diamond doesn't seem to even care! She's trying to break her ankle!

Nelson: She's not trying to be intentionally malicious, she's simply doing her job... if Bellatrix wants out of the hold, she'll have to fight back!

[Bellatrix pushes her palms onto the mat as the referee checks with her. She quickly powers herself up onto her arms and drives forward, grabbing the ropes. Jen breaks the hold and backs up. Bellatrix pulls herself up slowly, using the ropes.]

Nelson: Jen's now sizing Bellatrix up...

[As Bellatrix stands, Jen runs and jumps onto her back, applying a sleeperhold!]

Tiger: Another submission manuever!

Nelson: If Bellatrix doesn't try to fight her way out of this one, this match'll be over in a hurry.

[Bellatrix doesn't try to throw Jen off her back. Jen shouts in the ear as Bellatrix as the larger woman's eyes begin to flutter and she begins to stagger.]

Tiger: Bellatrix Drake's gonna take a nap here, it seems. Not like she needs one, because she's given no effort in this match!

[Bellatrix drops to her knees, then onto her stomach, with Jen still applying the sleeperhold. Aaron Blake checks her arm.]

ONE

TWO

THREE...

DING DING DING

Dixon: Here is your winner, Jen Diamond!

[The crowd's reaction is very mixed as Jen refuses to let the referee raise her arm. Instead she asks for the mic.]

Nelson: Well, it looks like Jen Diamond has a thing or two to say about this one!

[Bellatrix stirs and slowly gets to her feet.]

Diamond: Hey, what's your problem?

[Bellatrix doesn't respond, her back to Jen. Jen spins har around]

Diamond; Look at me! What is your problem?

[Bellatrix looks at the ground, Jen gives her a hard slap in the face.]

Diamond: Look at me!

[Bellatrix touches her cheek and scowls.]

Diamond: What the hell do you think you're doing? I expected better of you! Sure, what happened to you at Glory sucks. But you know what? What happened to ME at Glory sucked too! It happens, get over it! We had a girl out here earlier calling this division a joke. And you know what? You proved her right tonight.

[Bellatrix looks away, Jen slaps her again.]

Diamond: Look at me, dammit! Do you have any idea how hard I've worked to make this division possible? Do you have any idea what it was like for me breaking in? You don't think I wanted to quit? Sure, I did, plenty of times. You don't think I wouldn't love to just have a family and not care about the stress of this business? Well, that's not the life I chose, that's not the life any of us chose. You're supposed to be better than this!

[Bellatrix turns her back, Jen quickly spins her around again. This time, Belaltrix cocks her fist back.]

Diamond: Good! Do it! Where was this earlier?

[Bellatrix thinks it over, then lowers her first.]

Diamond: There's a lot of guys in that locker room that don't think we belong here. After tonight, maybe their right. Maybe we should fill this ring with Jello, is that what you want? Maybe you should give all the drunken idiots that taunt us night after night what they want and show your [bleep]!

Hart: Woah!

Nelson: Jen Diamond now letting it all out at Bellatrix Drake.

Diamond: Maybe you're not cut out for this business. Maybe you should go home and get your ass in the kitchen!

[Bellatrix stews, obviously angered by this.]

Diamond: Yeah, you don't like that, do you?

Diamond: Imagine that, every night of hte week, from thousands of people, for years! That's adversity! That's what some of us has to go through, and you're ready to throw in a towel because you lost a match? I expected better from you!

Tiger: You have to expect that this is hitting home with Bellatrix Drake. She’s being called out in front of cWo’s entire fanbase!

Nelson: This is a make or break moment, that’s for sure.

Diamond: So you have two choices. You can either keep this up and let this division turn into a joke, or you can get it together, finish what you started, and give this division the champion it deserves!

[Bellatrix looks around the ring at the crowd, then at Jen again.]

Diamond: But let me make one thins perfectly clear. I'm not about to sit by and let this division fall apart. I've worked too hard for too long, and I've sacrificed too much. So if you don't care care of business, if you don't take care of Maddie...

[She gets right up in Bellatrix's face.]

Diamond: ...I will.

[“Physical” plays and the crowd cheers as Jen Diamond throws down the microphone. Bellatrix Drake stares at Jen Diamond as she backs down the entrance ramp.]

Nelson: Jen Diamond not pulling any punches here tonight about what she expects from the women’s division.

Hart: What SHE expects? Who does she think she is?

Tiger: Regardless of who she thinks she is, the impact she has in the women’s division is undeniable, and she just put Bellatrix Drake on notice, and you’ve got to wonder how Bellatrix will respond.

[Backstage, Jason Duran smiles into the camera as he stands next to Barrett Hawk with a microphone in hand. Barrett Hawk is wearing a cWo Glory T-Shirt, cowboy hat with a noticable bandage on his head.]

Duran: I'm backstage here in the American Airlines Arena alongside my guest Barrett Hawk. How are you feeling after last Sunday?

Hawk: I'm feelin' mighty sore I'll tell you what. But if you look around today you'll notice that Mr. Rich, he ain't here. So that makes me feel at ease.

Duran: You definitely taught him a lesson at Glory, but what everyone's talking about is that superkick delivered to you from a returning Andrew Phillips.

[Hawk looks a bit more serious as Duran continues.]

Duran: How do you respond to his surprising assault that cost you the match?

Hawk: Andrew Phillips, he ain't an easy guy to read. Look back a few months ago and you know the guy's dangerous. But you know what Mr. Duran? So am I...See, Andrew Phillips is a tough customer and if he has a problem with me, I'm gonna take him seriously, but it don't take a big man to challenge a man who's been fightin' in a cage like a dog for the better part of a half hour, let's see how he fares when I'm good and ready.

Duran: Well you heard it hear first folks Barrett Hawk's laying down the gauntlet. We all anxiously await a response from the Comeback KID!

[Duran raises his voice as Barrett Hawk is pushed into him after the force of a running axehandle smash from behind at the hands of Andrew Phillips.]

Nelson: What the!

[Duran drops the mic as he looks on shocked, as Hawk turns to Andrew Phillips. Phillips has Hawk bent over, delivering clubbing forearm blows to Hawk's back, as Hawk exchanges body blows in return.]

Duran: Hey! Hey!

[Phillips knees Hawk in the stomache, then grabs him by the head and slams it into a table. Meanwhile Duran runs from the scene.]

Duran: We need some help out here!

[Phillips grabs Hawk by the back collar of his shirt, and the pants as he pushes Hawk over the table, knocking him to the floor as the table falls on its side. Hawk quickly recovers to his feet, but is dropped when Phillips resourcefully folds a nearby chair and cracks him in the head with it.]

Nelson: No!

[Phillips drops the chair, then bends over and gives the unconscious Barrett Hawk a long, cold glare. He sighs and shakes his head at Barrett.]

Nelson: Andrew Phillips for the second consecutive time, has successfully ambushed Barrett Hawk, and I for the life of me can't explain why.

Tiger: I think the only person who knows is Andrew Phillips.

[cWo staff and EMTs rush to the scene, looking after Barrett Hawk as Phillips casually backs out of the scene.]

[Tiffany Tolberg is in the backstage in front of a cWo logo.]

Tolberg: I'm standing here with the new cWo United States champion, Devon Dice.

[The camera zooms out and reveals Dice with the title draped over his shoulder.]

Tolberg: First off congratulations on winning the United States title.

Dice: Thank you, it's been a long road, but I made it, this year has been a roller coaster ride for me, that's for sure!

Tolberg: Now, we heard Mike Logan earlier saying you gave him the first shot at you.

Dice: Well Mike Logan is mistaken. I did not just award him a shot, I explained that whoever gets the pinfall tonight whether its, Chazz Mendel, Victor Emmit, or Mike Logan, gets the first crack at things. As champ its fun to pull the strings! I haven't had this feeling in quite some time. So now I got these guys fighting for the first roll of the Dice, but it doesn't matter, because the house will always win!

[Back to ringside.]

DING DING DING

Benson: The following tag team match is our main event! And is scheduled for one fall, where if Mike Logan, Victor Emmit or Chazz Mendel score the pinfall or submission for their team, they will be declared the number one contender for the United States Championship!

[Fans cheer the confirmed announcement, before "The Stroke" by Billy Squier hits the PA system.]

Benson: Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at two hundred and forty three pounds. From Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. "The Canadian Gigolo" Mike Loooogaaaaan!

[The lights dim and turn a cherry shade of red as "The Stroke" by Billy Squire begins to play over the P.A. system as we see "The Canadian Gigolo" Mike Logan emerge from behind the curtain wearing a long sleeveless black and red rhinestone robe with red and black short wrestling trunks plus sunglasses and Sabrina Swallows to the left of him. He then looks out at the fans with a smirk before gyrating his hips as the fans immediately begin to boo loudly upon his arrival while Sabrina swoons at his hip gyrations. Mike then smirks at the fans and begins to strut in a very arrogant and cocky manner toward the ring with his woman in arm.]

Nelson: Mike Logan, the man who wrestled Johnny Serious for the World Heavyweight Championship at Glory and I'll tell you, well I don't have to tell you it was a star making performance, love him or hate him Logan had us all believing we had a new Champion.

Tiger: But whenever you count Johnny Serious out, something snaps inside him that takes it back.

Nelson: Really proved you can never bet against Johnny Serious.

Hart: [In a whiny, mocking voice]You can never bet against Johnny Serious! It never ends with you guys! Johnny Serious this, Johnny Serious that. You know none of that matters, Logan said earlier today to Victor Emmit, that ship hasn't sailed off yet. And by next week this man might be United States Champion to boot!

Nelson: Very true, if he can score a pinfall or submission on the dream team of Chazz Mendel and Johnny Serious he will be declared number one contender.

[In the ring, Mike Logan spreads his arms, as Sabrina Swallows takes off Logan's sunglasses and his robe, once the robe is removed, he puts his hands on his head and gyrates his hips to the dismay of the fans, the music fades out, for Motley Crue's "Dr. Feelgood". The introductory riffs play away as the fans boo the eventual arrival of Victor Emmit. Victor's wearing a tye dye robe and a purple headband as he comes out with support of his band mates, Electric Mike, Tito "K-Rock" Barnes, Mr. Fantasy and Nigel St. Claire.]

Benson: And his partner, weighing in at two hundred and twenty four pounds, hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia and being accompanied to the ring by members of Face Turn. Victooor Eeeemmiiiiiit!

Nelson: Victor Emmit also took part at the big event taking on Devon Dice and Chazz Mendel in a triple threat for the then-vacant United States Championship. Playing the part of the whipping boy for the most part.

Hart: Hey come on! I'm surprised it's still referred to as a triple threat, it was clearly a handicap match!

[Victor Emmit leads the charge down the aisle, shouting "Face Turn baby!" to the camera as he passes by. Following members of the band all mug for the camera as well.]

Tiger: I'll admit Victor Emmit landed some big moves. But can you blame Chazz Mendel and Devon Dice for playing favorites? Victor Emmit hasn't exactly been their best friend in the past while.

[Victor Emmit takes to the ring, taking his tye dye robe off and passing it to Mr. Fantasy, as he maintains eye contact with Mike Logan. Sabrina Swallows mockingly sticks her finger down her throat as Mike Logan shrugs his shoulders, half heartedly apologizing for proclaiming his involvement in the number one contender mix.]

Hart: Well all I can say is if Victor's number one contender by the end of the night, Dice won't have his hand held then...

[Then, "Tiger the Lion" hits the PA system.]

"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 from the entrance way pumping the crowd up along the way.]

Benson: And their opponents, first weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds, from Vancouver, British Columbia. The "Villain of the Year", Chazz Meeeeendeeeel!

Tiger: Now here's a guy who really got hurt by the triple threat stipulation. He hit his finishing move, the Fated Circle on Victor Emmit which was intended for two, but Dice was able enough to move, and follow up with the Hard Eight for the win. If it was just Victor and Chazz he'd have gold around his waist right now.

Hart: Yeah well this has already been discussed, Chazz Mendel wasn't the only victim of the triple threat.

Nelson: Yeah yeah, Victor Emmit was double teamed, we got it already!

Hart: I'm just bringing up the issues alright?

[Chazz makes wait at ringside as he looks in the ring, with members of Face Turn, Sabrina Swallows, Mike Logan and Victor Emmit all awaiting the final entrant.]

[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. 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.]

Benson: And his partner. From Hollywood, California. Weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds. He is the cWo World Heavyweight Champion, Johnnyyyy Seeeeeriouuuus!

Nelson: People have been calling Mike Logan the most hated man in the cWo, well this man right here is without question the most loved.

Tiger: Which is not to discredit Chazz Mendel, but listen to this crowd! A real deja vu moment here, it feels like Glory all over again!

Nelson: I think tonight's ovation might be even louder, I remember the last time Johnny Serious and Chazz Mendel teamed up and the feeling was electric. This time should be even better, coming off of one of their finest performances yet.

[Serious catches up with Chazz Mendel. The two stand side by side, as they look to their opponents in the ring, then they look at each other, only to simultaneously charge the ring. Immediately, Face Turn, Emmit, Logan and Swallows make their exit.]

Nelson: And they're ready to go! Not sure the same can be said for Mike Logan and Victor Emmit.

Tiger: I don't think they're gonna be getting along in this match. At least between Serious and Mendel, he doesn't have to worry about Serious undercutting his United States Title chances.

Hart: Serious has to be a real moron! Like Mike Logan said, Devon Dice is handing out Title shots like candy on Halloween! Logan has double decker Championship dreams in mind, he's my kind of guy!

Nelson: I don't think Mike Logan understands what the responsibility of holding what Title requires let alone two, we saw what he's made of as a United States Champion before and the cWo fans weren't impressed.

[Unenthusiastically, Victor Emmit enters the ring, as a more relaxed Mike Logan follows after, the two dispute over who should start the match as Johnny Williams prepares to start the match.]

Nelson: It looks like the beginning of this match is already a troubled one for Logan and Emmit.

DING DING DING

[Johnny Serious and Chazz Mendel debate who'll start the match for their team, as Emmit and Logan take it to a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors.]

Hart: Alright! Place your bets now!

[Emmit stamps his foot in frustration when Logan's paper beats Victor's rock. Victor takes to the apron as Chazz Mendel looks to do the same. Fans cheer as Johnny Serious points to Mike Logan and then himself, anxious to get more of Mike Logan.]

Tiger: It's gonna be a Glory flashback to start the match off!

[Mike Logan looks to the cheering audience, before he shakes his head out of rejection and tags the shoulder of Victor Emmit.]

Tiger: Oh, maybe not. Nevermind.

Nelson: Mike Logan must have had his share at the pay per view!

[Victor Emmit looks at Logan puzzled.]

Nelson: And Victor Emmit better get his act TOGETHER!

[Nelson shouts as Johnny Serious doesn't give Victor much time to think, before grabbing him by the head, and flipping him in the ring over the top rope.]

Nelson: And here we go!

[Serious grabs Victor Emmit by the hair, clenching his right fist as he looks to the adoring audience. Serious then looks to Mike Logan as Victor Emmit gestures for a time out.]

Nelson: And a big time right just floors Victor Emmit as the fans are loving it!

[Victor looks in a daze as he crawls to the opposing team's corner, he pulls himself up using the ropes, when Chazz Mendel meets him with a right hand of his own.]

Tiger: Chazz Mendel getting some!

[Victor stumbles into Serious, who again delivers a hard right, sending him back to Chazz.]

Hart: They're knocking him back and forth like it's some kind of Rock 'n Roll Ping Pong! You gotta get outta there Victor!

[Chazz tops off the beating with a final right hand, before Victor stumbles back to Johnny Serious, who hoists him towards the center of the mat with a back body drop.]

Hart: Oh no!

Nelson: Back body drop from Johnny Serious!

[Serious keeps the pace, bringing Victor back up to his feet, and pressing him backwards against the ropes.]

Nelson: A back body drop and an irish whip from the World Heavyweight Champion!

[As Victor rebounds off the ropes he collides into a back elbow from Serious in the center of the ring. Victor falls to the mat as Serious then runs against the adjacent ropes, and comes back with a big jumping elbow drop.]

Nelson: And an elbow to the chest of the "One Man Mix Tape"!

[Johnny Serious goes for the cover.]

ONE

[Just before the two, Johnny Serious sits up on his knees and pulls Victor to a sitting position by the hair, and looks to the audience, as he points to Chazz Mendel.]

Hart: What's he doing?

Tiger: I think he wants to hook his buddy Chazz Mendel up with a United States Championship match!

Hart: That's not fair!

[The fans amp up as Johnny Serious proceeds to bring Victor to his feet. Serious attempts to pull Victor with him but he resists. Serious tugs Victor, grasping the back of his neck to try and force him, but Victor puts his weight down, remaining in position.]

Tiger: Johnny looks to want to bring Victor to his team's corner.

Hart: Victor's never one to listen to the man!

[Serious bends Victor over and delivers some clubbing forearms over Victor's back. He then attempts to body slam him to the mat, but Victor glides over Serious' shoulder, landing on his feet behind him.]

Hart: Look at Victor!

[Serious turns around, to find himself on the opposite end of a big time spinning back roundhouse kick.]

Hart: Booyah!

Nelson: Oh!

[The force of the kick is too much for even Victor as he loses balance, stumbling backwards towards his team's corner and tripping over.]

Nelson: Kudos to Victor Emmit hitting a very pinpoint roundhouse kick.

Hart: That took the wind out of his sails!

[He lands seated against the second turnbuckle, when Mike Logan steals a tag.]

Nelson: And Mike Logan with a very opportunistic tag.

[Victor Emmit complains to the referee as Mike Logan rushes over towards Serious.]

Tiger: Victor's not too happy about that.

Nelson: This has to be expected with the United States implications of the match.

[Mike Logan pulls Serious by the leg, closer to the center of the ring and begins choking the World Champion behind the referee's back, who still bickers with Victor over the surprise tag.]

Nelson: Mike Logan doing what he does best! Squeezing his right hand around the throat of Johnny Serious. Not exactly catch as catch can, what we're seeing here!

Hart: Well Johnny Williams should know better than to get himself distracted!

[Williams then turns around to see the damage being done, and immediately starts a hasty five count. Mike stops at four, and innocently holds his arms out to the ref.]

Nelson: And Mike Logan back at it with a close fisted attack.

[Williams again starts a five count as Mike Logan clutches Johnny's head in his left hand and delivers hard rights.]

Hart: Don't act shocked Joel! Mike Logan doesn't follow the rules, the rules follow Mike Logan!

[Not tolerating much more of his behavior, Johnny Williams clutches Logan's right arm and physically pulls him off of Serious. Williams takes time out to argue over Logan's closed fists.]

Nelson: Referee Johnny Williams doesn't see it that way.

[Johnny Serious sits up looking a little dizzy, as Mike Logan takes notice. He walks past Williams to deliver a kick to his head to bring him back down.]

Tiger: Logan with the pin!

ONE

Nelson: Serious kicks out.

[Mike Logan lets out a silent expletive as he continues on the offense, picking Serious up to a seated position. Mike Logan stands up, and grasps Serious' head with both hands, he presses his head against the right shin of Logan, as he then falls forward, landing his knee on the head of Serious and rolling forward.]

Tiger: Ouch!

Nelson: Logan with an attempt to crack Serious' head like a coconut!

[Logan stands up on his knees, flexing his arms as he looks to Victor Emmit, who seems unable to reach him for a stolen tag.]

Nelson: Victor Emmit chomping at the bit to get back in there.

Tiger: Devon Dice warped tonight's main event completely. I imagine if United States contention wasn't a factor here both Logan and Emmit would be getting along just fine.

Hart: It's hard to watch them like this from where I sit!

Nelson: Well you know no one's forcing you to stay! Here's the pin!

[Logan covers Serious hooking the leg.]

ONE

Nelson: Still just a one count.

Tiger: Took too much time showboating there.

[Serious immediately sits up again, pressing his right hand against his head trying to get himself back in shape. Logan helps him to his feet, and kicks him in the stomache.]

Hart: Well let's face it, things are getting worse before they get better for Johnny Serious.

[Mike Logan sets Johnny Serious up for a vertical suplex, and hoists him up in the air.]

Hart: All he has to is keep away from Victor Emmit, keep Serious away from Chazz Mendel, and we got a number one contender!

Nelson: Well it's easy to say it! Not an easy thing to do! And all this time we're talking Mike Logan's been rushing the flow of blood to Victor Emmit with this vertical SUPLEX!

[Nelson becomes excited as Logan drops Serious on his back. Logan floats over for a rather light pin.]

Nelson: Pin!

ONE

TWO

Nelson: And a kickout.

Tiger: Serious didn't let that two sink in much at all.

[Logan gets up to his feet and paces around the downed body of Johnny Serious. He then lays down a hard, stomp to the chest of Johnny Serious. He takes Serious' hand and presses it down on the mat, and then squashes it with his foot. He continues kicking around the body of Serious as more limbs open up.]

Nelson: It's the Logan Stomp.

Tiger: These slow, methodical kicks really come off to the viewer that Logan is in control, and each successful kick can attribute to that.

[Finally Logan lays a kick to the left ankle, which causes Serious to sit up to tend to the pain. Mike Logan takes the opportunity to run against the ropes and come back with a knee to the head.]

Nelson: Lookout, lookout-oh! Vicious knee to the head!

[Mike Logan takes a moment to look at Chazz Mendel, he puts his hands on his head and begins gyrating his hips.]

Hart: This is great and all Mike, but get on him! You could be the number one contender right now!

[Fans boo as Mike Logan climbs the turnbuckle.]

Nelson: Mike Logan opting for some security now.

Tiger: Let's see what Logan's got in mind..

[He stands on the second rope, and after taking a short time to map out his leap, he comes off with a flying double knee drop.]

Nelson: Flying knee...

[Serious moves out of the way at the last second.]

Nelson: No! It misses!

[Fans cheer as Logan crumbles to the mat. Both benched teammates hold their arms out for the tag.]

Tiger: That would've been it right there for sure! All of Mike Logan's weight, both his knees just driving through the chest of Johnny Serious! It was crucial for Serious to move there.

Nelson: Now he's trying to make it for a tag!

Tiger: That's right.

[Mike Logan sits up, and then lays his upper body in the direction of Serious, reaching his arms towards him, gripping his feet.]

Hart: Well Johnny's gonna have to come up with somethin' different!

[Mike Logan brings himself to his feet.]

Tiger: Logan's got him...

[Logan looks to be adjusting for some kind of submission hold, but Serious pulls him in close with his legs, then shoves him in the chest. Mike Logan goes faltering backwards, as he gets in range for Victor to steal a tag.]

Nelson: Tag is made!

Tiger: Not the tag Johnny wanted!

[Victor rushes in the ring, he catches up to Serious, who hasn't yet made the tag, and performs a la majistral pin.]

Nelson: Here's the pin!

ONE

TWO

Nelson: He kicks out!

[Victor Emmit sits Johnny Serious up and applies a seated sleeper hold.]

Nelson: Sleeperhold applied.

["Serious" chants are heard throughout the arena as Serious reaches out for Chazz Mendel, who reaches back for Johnny.]

Nelson: Serious has his eyes set on one thing, and that's tagging Chazz Mendel.

Hart: He should have getting out of the sleeperhold on his mind! He can't get that tag in the state he's in right now!

Nelson: Again folks United States Championship contention is at stake here. If Chazz Mendel, Mike Logan or Victor Emmit can score the pinfall or submission for their team they have a garaunteed United States Championship match against the new Champion Devon Dice.

Tiger: And you know Mike Logan is on the same page as his opponent Chazz Mendel, he doesn't want Johnny Serious to fall asleep, because that means Victor takes what he believes is his. Mike Logan already said it, he wants to win the United States Championship as soon as next week! So he can go to Summertime Bruise with his sights set on Johnny Serious' belt as well!

Nelson: I think he's a little too optimistic.

Hart: Nothing wrong with being optimistic!

Nelson: It can be if you find yourself in over your head.

[Johnny Williams then checks on Serious' status as he shows little movement, he holds Serious' arm up in the air and releases, as his arm hits the mat.]

Hart: Moment of truth right here!

Nelson: Serious has to answer these arm raises if this match is to continue.

[Williams raises Serious' arm again, and watches as it falls.]

Hart: That's two!

[Williams raises Serious' arm one last time, and it almost hits the mat, but Serious manages to raise it in time, rattling his arms as the crowd cheers.]

Tiger: Whoa! That was almost it right there!

Nelson: But it's not, unless Johnny Serious can't find a way out of this sleeperhold.

Tiger: He still has yet to find an escape!

[Johnny Serious continues rattling his arms, as he begins attempting to squat his way to his feet.]

Nelson: And by sheer will it looks like he's getting to his feet!

[Serious begins digging elbows into the chest of Victor Emmit.]

Nelson: And he's fighting back!

Tiger: There you go!

[A few more elbows and Victor begins to weaken.]

Nelson: He breaks out!

[Now free, Serious takes to the ropes. On the rebound he charges Victor, who manages to slink in another sleeper hold.]

Tiger: And he just puts the sleeper back on again!

Hart: What a tremendous job! Let's let Victor hear it! He's taking it to a World Champion!

Nelson: I can't say I'm enamored by wannabe rock stars as you are Robbie.

[Serious quickly escapes the sleeper by way of a falling chin breaker.]

Tiger: Whoa!

Nelson: Serious found a new way out!

[Victor stands on his knees, furiously gripping his jaw, stunned. He takes little time to worry about the pain as he pins Serious' shoulders to the mat with a crucifix pin.]

Hart: Out of nowhere!

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Hart: No! So close! Soooo close!

Nelson: Yet so far!

[Serious again sits up in a daze, reaching towards Chazz from the center of the ring, as Victor clutches his jaw. He looks to a reaching Mike Logan as he holds his arms up in preparation to tag hands with him. He stops before the contact is made.]

Tiger: Victor almost going for a tag there!

Nelson: Almost forgetting the stipulations, that jawbreaker had to sting.

[Mike Logan and Victor Emmit trade words for a moment.]

Hart: Don't worry about him Victor, worry about the number one contendership!

[Victor quickly gets back to Serious, who's making a crawl towards Mendel with the support of the fans.]

Nelson: He's gonna get the tag!

[Victor Emmit then rushes to Serious with a kick to the ribs.]

Nelson: No!

Tiger: In spite of the fact that they're not exactly seeing eye to eye, somehow they've managed to isolate Johnny Serious so far.

Nelson: Luck's been on their side so far.

Hart: Luck? What do you mean luck?

[Victor backs away from Johnny Serious, who slowly climbs up to his hands and knees, creating distance between the two.]

Nelson: I mean you can only turn your back on Johnny Serious so many times before a match turns around on you.

Hart: Don't look now Joel!

[Victor charges after Serious, jumping off his back to the top rope.]

Hart: Stairway to...

[As Victor is on the top rope, Serious makes a last ditch leap for Chazz Mendel. Fans scream as Victor leaps off the top rope to his feet as Chazz leapfrogs over the top rope.]

Nelson: The tag is made!

[Chazz Mendel hits a dropkick on Victor Emmit.]

Nelson: And a dropkick takes down Emmit!

[Victor quickly recovers, running into yet another dropkick.]

Nelson: And another!

[And a final dropkcik as Emmit rushes back to his feet.]

Hart: Oh no!

[Chazz Mendel assists Victor to his feet as he attempts an irish whip, but Victor reverses.]

Nelson: Irish whip, reversed.

Hart: There we go!

[Victor goes for a back body drop, but Chazz counters with a sunset flip.]

Nelson: Sunset flip!

Hart: Uh oh!

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Nelson: No!

[Victor reverses, sitting on the chest of Chazz.]

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Tiger: Wow!

[Chazz reverses, sitting up and pinning Victor's shoulders back on the mat.]

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[Victor then reverses it folding Chazz's legs towards his chest with a jacknife pin.]

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Hart: What!

[Mike Logan is seen in the ring, having broken the pin between Chazz and Victor.]

Hart: That could've been it!

Tiger: Those pins had to be making Logan nervous!

[Victor Emmit gets up, as both he and Logan go face to face for a moment, before Logan pushes Victor into a schoolboy pin from Chazz.]

Hart: No!

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[Mike Logan piles on Chazz with an axehandle smash.]

Nelson: Get Logan out of there!

[Logan brings Chazz to his feet, and hits a hard right hand to Chazz. Chazz creates distance between the two moving to the corner. Chazz turns to face Logan, who plants a kick to his midsection, backing Chazz in the corner, and laying repeated kicks into his stomache.]

Nelson: He's not even the legal man!

[Williams repeatedly warns Logan as he continues his assault.]

Tiger: Doesn't seem to matter to Logan.

Hart: What would a disqualification mean for the number one contendership?

[Williams physically pulls Logan back away from Chazz Mendel. Logan obliges, as Victor then charges towards Chazz with a running shoulder tackle, but Chazz leapfrogs over, causing Victor to collide his shoulder into the steel post between the second and top rope.]

Hart: Aaaah!

Nelson: Victor just wiped himself out!

[Chazz quickly then leaps to the second rope, and hits a springboard enziguri to the head of Mike Logan.]

Nelson: Whoa!

[Mike Logan's eyes roll back as he collapses to the mat and rolls out of the ring.]

Nelson: Chazz Mendel's got everything going his way now!

[Victor pulls out from the corner, looking anguished as he squeezes his left arm. Chazz Mendel wrenches the arm.]

Tiger: And he found a weakness.

[Chazz rushes up to the top rope, with Victor's arm still wrenched, Chazz leaps off and hits a single arm DDT.]

Nelson: My God what a DDT!

Tiger: Targetted the arm there!

[Victor rolls frantically away from Chazz Mendel. Chazz rushes over to Victor and holds him down for a pin.]

Nelson: Could be over!

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Hart: Whew!

Nelson: Kickout at two.

[Chazz Mendel takes little time to worry about the kick out as he brings Victor to his feet. He again wrenches the arms, only as a means to pull him in for a Northern Lights Suplex.]

Nelson: Here's the suplex! With a bridge!

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[Chazz gets up to his feet, noticing an aggressive Mike Logan with intentions of coming back in the ring, he stands on the apron when Chazz Mendel hits a dropkick to his head, sending him out chest first into the guard rail.]

Tiger: Chazz Mendel is steps ahead of both Victor Emmit and Mike Logan right now!

Nelson: And check this out!

[Chazz Mendel leaps off the second rope with an asai moonsault attempt to Victor, but Victor rolls out of the way. Chazz is with it enough to land on his feet.]

Nelson: Chazz able to save himself as Victor dodges the moonsault.

[Chazz stumbles back as Victor climbs to his feet. Quickly, Victor gets up and attempts his finishing jumping roundhouse corkscrew kick.]

Hart: TNT!

[Chazz slaps the kick away as Victor falls to the mat.]

Nelson: No!

[As Victor recovers, Chazz hits him with a barrage of forearms, backing him against the ropes. Chazz lets out a triumphant yell as he keeps the forearms coming.]

Nelson: Chazz Mendel, letting loose!

[Chazz Mendel stops after a lengthy assault, as Victor looks exhausted, leaning into the second turnbuckle. Chazz picks him back up, sitting him on the top rope.]

Tiger: Chazz taking this match to where he's most comfortable: the top rope.

Nelson: Definitely in Chazz Mendel's territory now.

[Victor fires back a forearm shot of his own to back Chazz off.]

Hart: Don't rule Victor out yet!

[Chazz returns with two forearms. Victor then brings another forearm back as the two slug it out.]

Tiger: Victor knows where he is and he's not gonna go down easy...

[Victor rakes Chazz Mendel in the eyes, blinding him, then dropping him to the mat with one more forearm.]

Hart: Yes!

Tiger: He just saved himself.

[Victor takes a moment to rest, before then climbing to the top rope.]

Hart: Now Victor's gonna fly! Aaaaah!

[By surprise, Chazz Mendel jumps up to the second rope, and brings Victor to the mat with a flying armbar.]

Nelson: Reg Mendel Special off the top rope, are you kidding me!

Tiger: He's tapping out, there's no way he can last in this hold long.

[Mike Logan again is in the ring kicking repeatedly at Chazz Mendel.]

Nelson: And Mike Logan again!

[Johnny Serious then takes to the ring, he spins Logan around and hits a wild haymaker.]

Tiger: Oh!

Nelson: And it's Johnny Serious back in action!

[Fans go crazy as Serious wails on Logan, Logan's backed against the ropes.]

Nelson: He's letting loose!

[Serious rids of Logan by clotheslining him over the top, as he himself falls over the top rope with him.]

Tiger: Chazz just has to get back on that armbar. Wait no!

Hart: Hah!

[In the ring, Notorious JON is seen with a lead pipe, which he swings right handed into the head of Chazz Mendel, all while Williams' attention is on the fraucaus Johnny Serious creates outside. Notorious JON escapes the ring before Williams can take notice.]

Hart: The ball's in Emmit's court now!

Nelson: Notorious JON assisting his Face Turn bandmate with what looks like a pipe!

Hart: Who says the band doesn't get along?

[Clutching his arm, Victor Emmit exhaustedly rolls over on top of Chazz Mendel.]

Hart: Here it is!

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DING DING DING

Hart: We have a new number one contender for the United States Championship! Victor Emmit did it! This is huge!

[The rest of Face Turn enter the ring, celebrating with Victor Emmit, while Notorious JON seems to be angrilly glaring at the unconscious Chazz Mendel.]

Nelson: Yeah congratulations Victor, you just stole the win all thanks to Notorious JON!

[Mike Logan enters the ring, holding the hand of Sabrina Swallows shrugging his shoulders at the scene as he looks as surprised as the fans that Victor beat Chazz Mendel. Walks past members of Face Turn as he gets in the face of Victor Emmit. Meanwhile Johnny Serious remains on the outside of the ring, looking disappointed.]

Benson: The winner of this match by pinfall, and number one contender to the United States Championship. Victoooooooor Emmit!

[Mike Logan argues with Victor Emmit, who doesn't look to be taking his argument too seriously.]

Nelson: Well Mike Logan seems to have as much a problem with the win as his opponents.

Tiger: He was banking on scoring that victory for his team and now that's out the window.

[Johnny Serious enters the ring, tending to the unconscious Chazz Mendel. Suddenly, Notorious JON urgently informs his bandmates to do something. Collectively Electric Mike, Nigel St. Claire, Tito Barnes and Mr. Fantasy surround Johnny Serious and pin him to the corner of the ring.]

Nelson: Wait a minute. What's going on here?

[Notorious JON pounces on Chazz Mendel, pulling him up carelessly by the head to his feet.]

Nelson: Why is this necessary? Victor's already the number one contender!

[Notorious JON hoists Chazz onto his shoulders. Meanwhile Mike Logan and Sabrina Swallows exit the ring.]

Nelson: No no no NO!

[Jon then takes Chazz to the mat hitting his Go 2 Sleep finisher.]

Hart: That's a Wrap!

Tiger: That's not the happy go lucky Notorious JON we usually see, look at his face, that's not the rock 'n roll, gonna take over the world Notorious JON, there was malice behind that shot with the pipe. That looked personal.

[Johnny Serious desperately breaks out of Face Turn's grasp, as he then follows up with a right hand to the head of Electric Mike, knocking him down, immediately, the rest of the band rushes out of the ring.]

Nelson: Johnny Serious clears the ring of the cowardly Face Turn!

Tiger: I think they did what they set out to do here.

[Serious looks on as Face Turn all collectively back up the aisle.]

Nelson: Chazz Mendel could be seriously hurt. What a disgusting attack.

Tiger: Really changed the mood after what was an exciting match.

[Serious calls for help as he looks over an unconscious Chazz Mendel. Shortly, cameras catch Mike Logan with Notorious JON's pipe on the outside of the ring, crouching under the apron, as he holds Sabrina down as well.]

Nelson: Hold on a minute...

[Serious continues looking down on Chazz as Mike Logan cautiously slides into the ring with the pipe in hand.]

Tiger: He's gotta turn around!

[Fans boo as they anticipate what's coming. Slowly, Logan gets up and paces towards Serious.]

Nelson: Don't let him do this!

[Serious takes notice as he gets up to try and stop him, but in a panic, Logan swats him with the pipe.]

Nelson: No!

[Logan drops the pipe as he turns to shout something at Sabrina Swallows.]

Nelson: Mike Logan just took a page out of Notorious JON's playbook and laid out Serious with that steel pipe!

Hart: What you see here is Mike Logan making a statement, the United States Championship contendership slipped through his fingers, so he's setting his sights back on Johnny Serious!

Nelson: You don't get Title shots swinging pipes at people, you win matches by winning matches. This isn't impressive, this is just cowardice!

[Sabrina comes in the ring with Johnny Serious' World Championship to him and helps put it around his waist.]

Hart: See what I mean? He's making a statement!

[Fans boo as the belt is put on, Logan then proceeds to gyrate his hips over the downed bodies of Chazz Mendel and Johnny Serious.]

Nelson: Hate to leave you on this note folks but we're completely out of time. We'll be back next week, where the actions of Notorious JON and Mike Logan will not be forgotten I assure you that. This is Joel Nelson with Peter Tiger and Robbie Hart, goodnight folks...