June 20th, 2008
Live on from the Energy Solutions Arena - Salt Lake City, Utah
Pyros explode to signal the beginning of another episode of Rampage. A jam packed crowd of excited fans fill the Energy Solutions Arena, as they await the first match of the night. After the entrances of McDaniel and Rentfro to their announcers table at ringside, and the singing of the National Anthem, the show indeed gets under way with a huge contest.
DING! DING! DING!
The Grim Reaper vs. Alex Wilkie
Emerson: “Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for
Deep, booming thunder rumbles through the speakers in the arena, seeming to vibrate every inch of the building. Fog begins to flow from under the ring, lightening crackles flashing through the building. The soft sounds of chanting are now heard along with the rumbling thunder and occasional flashes of lightning. Each ring post holds an ancient lit torch, the flames doing little to disperse the thickening fog. the fog rolls off into the arena, enveloping the crowd. The dense fog lightens slowly to reveal the silhouette of a man standing in the middle of the ring. The thunder still rumbles and lightning occasionally flashes, suddenly a streak of lightning races down to the ring, barely missing the standing figure. The fog is dispersed and Grim Reaper is standing in the middle of the ring wearing his hooded black robe and carrying his signature sickle.
Eric Emerson: "From the Depths of Hell, standing at 6 feet 5 inches, weighing in at 245 pounds... Grim Reaper."
Grim Reaper removes his robe and places his sickle in the hands of a ringside technician, the fog has nearly lifted completely.
The crowd goes silent for a moment... around the arena everyone is buzzing... then over the speakers comes the voice of Zack De La Rocha from Rage against the Machine (lead singer)...
Zack: Mic check!...1... 1...2...Come wit it now!!!
Bulls on parade explodes onto the speaker, with Tom Morrello wailing on his guitar!
Zack: COME WIT IT NOW!! Bulls on parade!
The Song jumps to Tom Morrello's Scatch solo where he plays his Guitar like a DJ Scratch board... for a moment, the song stops... then Zack comes back on!
Zack: COME WIT IT NOW!!
The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op
The song bursts into full Chorus, Zack laying down some mad anti-political/War rhymes
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse
Then from behind the Curtain comes Alex Wilkie, decked out in a red leather vest. With A+ plus written across the back, he pulls off his Shades and tosses them out into the crowd as he walks down the ramp. For a moment, he stops in the middle,
Eric Emerson: Ladies And gentlemen, hailing from
he turns his back around and lets the vest fall down to the ground, he brings his Arms up and flexes them, White pyro explodes from the stage, Alex turns back around, then rolls under the bottom rope, he hops up, and just grins to his opponent he turns around and hops up to the nearest turnbuckle, he brings his hands up in the Devil horn salute, then hops down, doing a quick neck stretch as his music fades away.
DING DING DING!!!
Grim and Alex lock up in the middle of the ring, Grim gains the early advantage when he hits Alex directly in the jaw with a hard elbow. He pulls Alex into a quick DDT then with a swift move he moves to lock in a tight arm bar.
McDaniel: Grim gets the early draw. Maybe he can capitalize and keep the pressure on Alex.
Rentfro: We all know Alex, he can get out of something like this, easy!
Alex tries to power out of the arm bar but fails and results to a rough rope break, however Grim holds it for almost the entire five count, only to let go after the ref counts to four! Alex pulls his arm back and holds it close. Grim backs up and Alex gets up to his feet swiftly, he shakes his arm a bit then goes to lock up with Grim again in the middle, this time when Grim goes for another elbow shot, Alex ducks then turns behind grim and pulls him into a headlock!
McDaniel: Some technical work from Alex here tonight, probably trying to take down Grim easy without having to break something.
Rentfro: Why! We'd all love to see blood!
Grim hikes Alex up and flops down to his back to try and get Alex off of his! Alex keeps the headlock after yelping out in pain as Grim drops all of his weight on him. Grim picks himself up and then drops back down onto Alex again, this time he lets go and The Grim Reaper rolls away, he holds his throat and looks up to Alex as he picks himself up.
McDaniel: Grim Sees red, this can't be good for Alex!
Grim charges at Alex to try and take him down, but Alex ducks and as soon as Grim is just above him, he pushes up and flips Grim up and over the ropes to the ground below... the crowd ooo's as Alex looks at grims crumbled body on the ground.
McDaniel: What is he- oh no!!
Rentfro: Don't do it!!
Alex leaps over the ropes, but not to the ground, onto the apron instead- except he hops to the second rope then spring boards off in sort of a modified A+ssault! (Lionsault) and lands roughly ontop of grim reaper!!
Rentfro: Whoa!! Did you see that?!
McDaniel: I sure did! Alex is one crazy son of a bitch!
Rentfro: I wouldn't say crazy, but he's damn gutsy!!
the ref begins to count both men out.
Nothing stirs, not even a mouse
Again, nothing. The crowd begins to chant for their favorite.
Grim begins to stir a bit, he turns over and pushes Alex off of him.
Alex looks up and tries to pull himself to his feet from the barricade.
Grim crawls over to the ring apron... Alex is now to his feet.
Grim pulls himself up, and Alex rushes over to the other side of the ring to slip in!
Grim pulls himself in and before he can get up, Alex is already on the attack, he pulls him in and up to his feet, and then puts him right back down with a hard bulldog!!
Rentfro: Both men are in the ring now!!
McDaniel: And Alex is back and ready for business!
Alex flips Grim over onto his back and goes to for his Figure four leg lock - But as Alex goes to lock it in, Grim reaches up and pulls him into a rough cradle!!
Rentfro: Whoa! Grim was playing possum!!
McDaniel: And now he's got Alex in a pin!
Alex rolls over however and gets Grim in the position for the pin!!
DING DING DING!!
Rentfro: Sharp reversal by Wilkie! Grim never saw it coming!
McDaniel: Reaper's pissed! He's not been having much luck here recently!
Rentfro: Well, it doesn't help that he tries to take on more then his fair share all at the same time! In the middle of a feud with Chamelion, he starts crap with Phoenix, and then tries to one up Wilkie here. He's got to put himself on track!
One thing's for sure, if Reaper's going to go places, he's going to have to
concentrate a lot harder!!
Alex rolls out of the pin and out of the ring, he already begins his march up the ramp as Grim tries to figure out what's going on. Alex points and laughs as Grim goes to leave the ring to chase after him! But Alex already vanishes behind the curtain and Grim growls in displeasure. Next, We go backstage to a hallway of locker rooms. Two particular men are standing outside a doorway, talking to each other. Recently crowned Intercontinental Champion, Matthew Engel, is conversing with his brother, the Commissioner Joe BOXeR. The camera gets in closer, catching their conversation.
Matthew Engel: "What am I going to do about Alex, Joe?"
Joe BoXeR: "There's nothing you can do right now. You've taken all the measures you can to make sure nothing happens. He has no idea where they are."
Matthew Engel: "I swear, Joe, if he comes near us, our family... I'll kill him. I won't even hesitate."
Joe BoXeR: "You got lucky with him; don't think your luck will suffice with Alex."
Matthew looks across Joe's shoulder for a moment to see Nightmare. Nightmare walks up to Matt and Joe. Joe has a pleasant look, while Matt's is distasteful.
Joe BoXeR: "Evening, Jon. Are you ready for your match tonight?"
Nightmare: "Ryan and I will put on a great show, Joe. Don't worry."
Joe BoXeR: "Good to hear."
Matthew and Nightmare share some unpleasant looks.
Nightmare: "Can you give us a minute, Joe?"
Joe BoXeR: "Play nice."
Matthew lets out a sarcastic laugh as Joe makes his way down the hallway.
Nightmare: "Where's the Intercontinental Title, Matthew?"
Matthew Engel: "I don't go around parading that I'm second best, Jonathan. Or is it Orochi?"
Nightmare: "I thought you knew, honestly. I thought Darren would have filled you in, but it seems he doesn't trust you with everything."
Matthew stands upright, getting agitated.
Matthew Engel: "We'll see about that. Don't worry, Jon, my title is in a safe place. Besides, I won't be second best for long -- not with McNasty as our esteemed World Champion. I'm better than him, and I'll show everyone that tonight."
Matthew turns his back and begins to walk away. But, he turns his head for a quick moment.
Matthew Engel: "Oh... good luck tonight."
Nightmare has a wicked smile on his face as we cut back to the ring.
Nightmare vs. The Kumquat Kid
Emerson: The following match is to a single pinfall or submission
with a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing, first... hailing from
On the video screen, a floating kumquat is seen on a lime green backdrop. Suddenly the eyes and the mouth of one Ryan Lewis emerges as he yells in a shrill voice, mouth wide open.
"HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"
Orange pyros explode as "Look At Me, I'm A Winner" by The Aquabats blares, Ryan emerging from the back, looking side to side with wide eyes and a cheesy smile. Dunk is behind him and as Ryan slaps hands with fans, he tosses kumquats into the crowd. Ryan leaps over the ropes into the ring and scales a turnbuckle, yelling "VIVA LA KUMQUAT" before doing a moonsault and landing on his feet, ripping off his green windpants, revealing his shimmering lime green trunks. He bounces in his corner as his music dies down.
Eric Emerson: Introducing now, his opponent... standing at 6'9" and weighting in at 280 pounds...
A pulsing beat hits the air as "The Great American Nightmare" by Rob Zombie begins to play as a group of ravishingly beautiful women in hot pants and cropped halter tops rise from the smoke, moving in a sensuous provocative manner to the music. The arena lights begin to strobe in synchronicity to the music as the opening guitar riff hits its crescendo, the huge monitors flashing in counterpoint.
Eric Emerson: He hails from
Spotlights pan through the stadium, scanning through the air. Suddenly the entrance explodes with a spike of red pyros as the monitors begin showing highlights from Nightmare's previous matches. Icons and champions go down to his kicks and strikes. Superstars and legends tap out to his submission holds. One after another faces famous, infamous, and unknown are shown, each being driven into the canvas headfirst. The footage then burns away to a single word suspended in darkness: NIGHTMARE. It then shatters, the monitor going black.
Eric Emerson: NIGHTMARE!!!
As a shower of red pyros rains down upon the stage, Nightmare steps through the entrance. Red war paint marks his face. Nightmare scans the crowd like a general surveying his troops. His gaze then settles upon the ring. Making his way forward he slaps hands with the fans. Trailing behind Nightmare are his manager Akira and his bodyguard Dhamballa. Arriving at ringside, Nightmare selects a lovely young woman out of the crowd, placing his signature Gargoyle sunglasses upon her head then posing with the fans before turning to once again view the ring.
Once at ringside Nightmare springs onto the ring apron, grabs the top rope, and flips over the top. Nightmare walks to the center of the ring and pumps his fist into the air. The four corner posts of the ring erupt into an explosion of red pyros as the song fades out, the stage once again in darkness as the dancing girls return to the back. Nightmare takes his place in his corner to await the beginning of the match as Akira and Dhamballa take their stations outside the ring.
Referee Cole Tate calls for the bell to begin the match, and the two men step into the center of the ring, shaking hands in a display of friendship and respect. They lock up and Ryan Lewis whips Nightmare into the ropes. Jonathon Wehali charges back with a clothesline, but KK drops to the mat and Wehali passes by over him. Jon bounces back off the ropes, only to have Lewis leapfrog over him this time. Nightmare holds onto the ropes this time, and, as Ryan drops to the mat, Jonathon drops an elbow onto the Kumquat Kid. Both men hop to their feet, and Ryan Lewis connects with an enzuigiri, sending Jonathon Wehali stumbling back into the corner. KK runs in with a missile dropkick. Lewis rolls back to his feet, firing a spinning heel kick at Wehali, but Jonathon catches his leg to execute a leg-capture suplex.
Nightmare whips the Kumquat Kid into the ropes. Lewis flies off the ropes with a flying head scissors takedown, flipping back to his feet. KK dashes in with a running reverse elbow to Jonathon Wehali, but Wehali ducks the arm, reversing the move into a Sambo suplex. Jon applies a cravat, pulling back on Ryan's head. KK fights his way back to his feet, whereupon he nails Nightmare with a jawbreaker. As Wehali drops to one knee, the Kumquat Kid hits the ropes, coming off with a springboard flipping neck breaker. Ryan Lewis executes a standing moon Sault upon Nightmare and goes for the pinfall.
McDaniel: A fairly fast-paced match here tonight.
Rentfro: Not a whole lot of aggression on either man's part though, despite some good moves.
Jonathon Wehali kicks out with authority before the count of one. The Kumquat Kid runs into the corner, leaping onto the top rope before flying off with a 450 splash. Once again he goes for the pin, but Wehali pops his shoulder up. Ryan Lewis pulls Nightmare into the corner, placing him in a tree of woe. Lewis backs up.
Kumquat Kid: VIVA LA KUMQUAT!
Ryan races forwards and performs a missile dropkick. Wehali proves to have scouted out this move, though, as he manages to sit up and avoid getting hit. KK gets his legs tangled in the corner ropes while Jonathon untangles his feet from the turnbuckles. Nightmare whips Lewis into the ropes and plants him with the lanzarse spike. He covers for the pin.
The Kumquat Kid manages to get his foot into the ropes for the break. Jonathon Wehali backs away, allowing Ryan to get his feet. As Lewis steps into the center of the ring he is taken down by a ranhei from Jonathon. Wehali steps back then runs in with a shining chang kick to the rising Kumquat Kid's head. Nightmare goes for the pin once more.
KK kicks out at the two count. Jonathon Wehali whips Ryan Lewis into the ropes, firing a leaping reverse roundhouse kick towards his head. Lewis slides under Wehali, however, and goes for a small package.
Nightmare reverses the pin!
Eric Emerson: The winner of this match... NIGHTMARE!!!!
McDaniel: An impressive win for Nightmare here tonight.
Rentfro: And as promised the two shake hands. A real class act here tonight.
went backstage to a shot of Alex with his back to the camera, he turns around
and there is a cell phone to his ear.
For a moment there is silence, then we hear the sound of fire.
Fire: “Hi, you've got my answering machine, leave your message name and number after the tone.”
Alex: “Fire, Its Alex, we need to talk, call me back.”
He looks to the camera then turns his phone off.
He walks away.**
#1 Contendership for
the TV title
The Phoenix vs. Chamelion
Coming up next folks, it’s a battle of babble!
McDaniel: Chamelion Vs Rob Robinson. I truly doubt anyone could like the sound of their own voice more than these two.
Eric Emerson: The following match is for one fall. The winner will be named the number one contender to the PWA TV title!
The lights dim… and the music of Puff Daddy’s “Come with Me” hits the Big Screen. Strobe lights begin flickering through out the arena… and from the backstage steps Chamelion. He stands in profile to us, head low and his hair covering his face…. As the music picks up… the lyrics begin…
Hear my cries - Hear my calls
Lend me your ears - See my falls
See my error - Know my faults
Time halts - See my loss
Chamelion turns to face us and walks purposely down the ramp as the song continues.
Eric Emerson: Introducing first, he is CHAMELION!
Know I'm lacking - Back tracking
Where I met you - Pistol packing
Itchy finger - Trigger-happy
Try to trap me - Bad rap
He stops at the bottom and looks up into the ring and stares into it. Chamelion turns and walks to the steel steps and climbs them.
Wire tap me - Back stab me
Break the faith - Fall from grace
Tell me lies - Time flies
Close your eyes - Come with me.
He then stands there, outside the ring and raises his fists to the sky. Pyros explode in the rafters as Chamelion walks the apron to the middle and steps through the ropes. He heads straight to the other side and climbs the turnbuckles and again raises his fists and the crowd responds loudly. Jumping down, Chamelion shoots straight kitty corner and repeats his playing to the crowd. Back on the canvas, Chamelion turns, faces the entrance and smiles wickedly… his music fading and the roar of the crowd taking over.
Rentfro: Chamelion being reduced to a contenders match for the TV title by his brother. That’s showing the love.
"Welcome Home" by Coheed and
Eric Emerson-And introducing next, his opponent, he is The Phoenix!
In the ring,
McDaniel: Backwards enziguri!
Chamelion again ducks, and
Rentfro: And the crowd is going nuts.
The sound of the top of
McDaniel: Chamelion’s getting compressed.
The ref counts.
Chamelion shoves so hard that
McDaniel: Going for the end early.
Chamelion steps over
Rentfro: And Chamelion uses that set back to set up a rolling thunder!
Chamelion bounces off the ropes, and connects with a harsh rolling thunder. The crowd “OHHHH”s as he slams down on top of
McDaniel: Potential catapult here.
Rentfro: And Chamelion slams face first into the mat.
The crowd again groans as Chamelion lays face down on the mat.
McDaniel: Flat out crash and burn.
Chamelion takes his time getting up as
McDaniel: Chamelion could have dislocated
Rentfro: Just another reason for Raizzor to listen to the great ideas from PWA radio and invest in more health care for the wrestlers.
McDaniel: And now Chamelion wants to show off. Because we all know that worked so well for
Chamelion pulls off his elbow pad, before running to the ropes. He jumps up, and nails the summersault off the middle rope.
McDaniel: FINAL TOUCH!
Chamelion is stunned. He looks determined though, and quickly drags
Rentfro: BURN BITCH.
DING! DING! DING!
Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, and number one contender to the TV title, CHAMELION!
Chamelion stands in the middle of the ring, he looks around for a moment, then over the PA speakers blares “Bulls on Parade” by Rage against the machine, Alex Wilkies entrance music. Chamelion looks stunned as he stares up at the stage. But, no one comes out... the music stops... And we see Chamelion laughing, as if it was his joke, his little ruse to get the people worked up.
McDaniel: Just like Chamelion to make everyone think that one of our favorite superstars is going to come out, then he just laughs about it. Like it was a huge joke!
Rentfro: Well it was, and a pretty good one. Would you actually think Wilkie man enough to capitalize on what he did at Retribution.
McDaniel goes to answer.
Rentfro: Of course not!
Chamelion goes to leave the ring, then the music hits again... this time Chamelion stops dead in his tracks... he goes back into the ring... and backs up right into Alex Wilkie...
Rentfro: Or... I could be wrong....
Chamelion turns slowly and Alex just grins. He tosses Chamelion into the ropes only for him to come back into a hard clothesline... Alex backs up as Chamelion gets up... He moves in behind him and stalks like a vulture.
McDaniel: Look out Chamelion!!
Chamelion turns around again and Alex kicks him right in the gut and delivers a hard “Grade A Stunner” laying Chamelion flat out in the middle of the ring! Alex grabs a microphone and lets all the crowds cheer fill him up before he speaks.
Alex: “Chamelion, I know your probably slipping in and out of consciousness right now... so I'll make this quick... You and me...A farewell to arms... Street fight...”
He drops the microphone on Chamelions chest and walks out of the ring. “Bulls on Parade” Hits the PA speakers as he walks up the ramp. At this point,
McDaniel: Well folks, that was quite hectic.
Rentfro: It isn’t over yet.
Phoenix has a mic, and stares down as Chamelion rolls out of the ring, and leans against the guard rail to collect his thoughts.
McDaniel: Aw hell.
Phoenix: You know what, I'm sick and tired of dicking around here. To think that Raizzor had the nerve to try and get me to chase the fricking Television title! Let me tell you all something, there's only one belt that I'm interested in and right now Mark McNasty is wearing it. Maybe the smarter fans at home have even noticed that. I half-assed my match against Vicious rather than sully my waist with the Grizzly Beer title and tonight I did the same with Chamelion to distance myself from the stench of the TV title.
[As Phoenix paces around the ring, Chamelion non-chalantly extends the middle finger. Phoenix doesn't give him a second glance.]
[The crowd starts to cheer at this news and Chamelion golf claps.]
McDaniel: Oh Man! I think that was Reaper!!
Rentfro: First Wilkie makes a challenge, then Phoenix, and now I think Reaper has something to say about things! This is getting way out of hand!!!
McDaniel: We'd better get to the next match before someone ELSE comes out to make a challenge!!
Psycho Sandra © vs. Circa
Our next match here has some interesting connotations to it.
Indeed, for those who don’t recall, Circa and Sandra met months ago in a
classic match up that saw Circa come out the winner and it was Sandra’s final
match in the PWA.
Speculation arose as to where Sandra disappeared too, but we’ve seen recent
events answer those questions.
And now Sandra, fresh off her title victory at Retribution, finds herself in the
position of not only hoping to rectify the matter with her earlier loss to
Circa, but to defend the PWA TV title successfully.
Well, that’s not all. Should
Sandra win, her next defense will be against her husband, Chamelion.
While they seem to be back on the same page, one has to wonder if perhaps
Sandra is itching for a legit reason to take out some of her frustrations on
what Chamelion did to her, over the last few months.
Hey, he was blackmailed into it!
Whether by choice or by force, I am not sure Sandra will let that decide her
actions next week, if she winds up defending against Chamelion!
"Sleepless" by HellTrain hits and the strobe
lights hit in quick fashion, they spin and twirl in a circle around the ring,
before focusing in on the entrance way. Circa comes out of the entrance way and
begins to head bang a few times to the music before stretching and jumping a
bit. She dances to the ring and high fives fans on either side before jumping on
the apron. She steps through the middle rope and goes to the closest turnbuckle,
raising both of her arms up in the air. She jumps off the turnbuckle and waits
in the ring for her opponent.
Circa seems very confident, coming off a strong win against Alex Wilkie.
Circa has an impressive record here in the PWA, coupled with her undefeated
streak in the BWF, she is a force to contend with!
The stadium lights go out for
a moment, allowing the crowd to talk amongst themselves. After a moment, a few
sparks erupt near the top of the ramp. The continue to grow in size until it
looks like an accidental electrical fire has gone off, and finally...
An explosion sounds off throughout the entire stadium! A heavy guitar intro plays through the speakers, and the televisions begin to display motorcycles, beer, cigars, and finally...
deep inside; and fighting to survive!
My own dying breath is anticipating death!!
Sandra, with the PWA TV title around her waist, runs down the ramp. She's wearing a pair of black leather shorts, a leather halter top, knee-high boots covered in thick buckles, and fishnet pantyhose. Her hair is done up into two curly pigtails, and there is a heavy looking crowbar in her hands.
A corpse; to feed the crows!
Out of sight and mind! They buried me.. they buried me alive!!
Sandra is stopped by the referee, who makes her put the crowbar on the announcer's table. She finally agrees and runs back into the ring, rotating her shoulders and neck in between waving to the crowd as her song dies down. The ref then takes her PWA TV title and holds it up in the air as Eric Emerson steps to the middle of the ring.
Emerson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for
one fall, and it is for the PWA Television Championship!!!
First, in the corner to my right, the challenger; she is known as the
Punjabi Princess, and is a former PWA Television Champion, she hails from
Multan, Pakistan… here is CIRCA!!!!
The crowd roars its approval, and even Sandra offers a soft
clap and a nod.
Emerson: And now to my left, hailing from
Huge cheers erupt from the arena, and Circa nods back as
the fan fair settles down. The ref
orders the ladies to the center of the ring and he goes over the rules.
After, the girls nod respectfully and back off to await the start of the
Hey I just noticed something!
McDaniel: Word is he's on the hunt for Alex Wilkie, and knows Sandra can take care of herself.
DING DING DING!
The ladies circle the ring, not taking their eyes off each
other, and take a few to size each other up and down.
Ready, the two step in and lock up. They
struggle, spinning around but neither can gain the advantage.
Sandra finally pushes Circa into the corner and the ref orders them to
break it up. Sandra backsteps,
smiling at Circa who nods back. They
lock up again, spin and this time Circa pushes Sandra into the corner.
Again, the ref orders them to break and they do, and Circa returns the
smile as she back steps to the center of the ring.
Each of them is testing the other out here.
A lot is riding on the line here, so they don’t wanna make any mistakes.
They circle again, and go for a lock up, but Sandra lifts
her knee and catches Circa in the gut. She
then hits a double axe handle and Circa goes face first into the canvas.
Sandra tries for an elbow drop but Circa rolls away.
As Sandra gets up, Circa connects with a solid drop kick and as Sandra
lands, Circa spins and flips backwards with a 180 flip, landing solidly on
Sandra’s stomach! The ref drops.
Circa gets the first near fall, and while it was very early in the match, you
know she must be trying to get into Sandra’s head.
I’d rather get into her pants!!
Sandra is on her knees, looking at Circa with a bit of
surprise. Circa taps her forehead,
and Sandra gets up. They go to lock
up, but Circa sidesteps Sandra and brings her down with a reverse neck breaker.
Circa again tries to do the 180 back flip, but Sandra clears out and as
Circa crashes, Sandra lands a leg drop to the back of her head, rolls her over
Circa didn’t fool Sandra twice with that move.
Sandra’s a ring veteran and will quickly adapt!
Both ladies return to their feet slowly, eyeing each other
carefully, now that they have a taste of what they other can do.
Sandra cracks her knuckles and gives Circa the “get ready’ look and
Circa grins back, with a bring it on smile.
The crowd erupts as the ladies clash in the center, throwing open hand
chops back and forth to each other. Circa
backs Sandra to the ropes, but Sandra comes back and pushes Circa to the center.
Sandra ducks a hard swing and hits a short clothesline.
With Circa down, Sandra begins stomping viciously, trying to wound
Circa’s left arm. Circa,
desperately, rolls out of the ring to get a moment’s break.
And with that, kindness gets thrown out the window, and Sandra’s vicious
nature comes to light!
Now Circa is going to have to step up her game, for this is not the same Sandra
she faced months ago!
Sandra follows, and grabs Circa to whip her into the steel
post and Circa crashes hard. She
backs up, dazed and Sandra throws her into the ring.
Sandra follows and picks up Circa and hits a standard body slam.
Sandra then scurries to the top rope, measures and flies, but Circa moves
at the last second and Sandra hits the canvas with a sounding thump!
Ever after all that, Circa had presence of mind to get out of danger!
Despite her size, Circa is able to take a lot of punishment!
Shaking the cobwebs off, Circa floats over Sandra and
applies a cross face, cinching it in and rearing back on the TV Champion.
Sandra gasps, finding herself in a position she really doesn’t want to
Nice submission hold by the challenger!
Circa finds new ways to deliver the damage to her opponents, and if she can’t
put Sandra down for the
The crowd begins chanting Sandra, urging her on to get to
the ropes, and with great pressure to her back and neck, she finally does.
The ref demands Circa break the hold, which she reluctantly does, and she
drags Sandra back to the center of the ring and rolls her over and drops two
elbows to Sandra’s chest. She then
Smart follow up there!
Not enough to make the pin, but the effort to kick out forces Sandra to expend
more energy then she wants too!
Circa, seeing the advantage is hers, picks Sandra up and
hoists her into an F-5 position, but Sandra knees Circa and drops, spins the
challenger around and hits a perfect DDT! Sandra
waves to the crowd to rile them up as she picks Circa up and goes for the
Lobotomy! She hits the knee to Circa’s gut and lifts her up for the piled driver,
but Circa shakes her legs, reverses it and flips Sandra over her back. However,
Sandra holds on and brings Circa down into a sit down power bomb!
Whoah! Circa manages to get out of Sandra’s finisher….
…..only to get taken down with a power house move like that!
Sandra picks up Circa and viciously whips her into the
ropes, but Circa reverses it, throws Sandra instead into the ropes, and when
Sandra bounces off, she tries for a cross body, but Circa catches her in midair,
lifts her onto her shoulders and hits the F-5!!! The crowd roars as Circa
covers, hooking the leg!
WOW! Did you see Circa’s strength!!?
She hefted Sandra up and over and nearly got the fall! Incredible!
The ref waves off the three, as it was more 2 and 9/10ths!
Circa holds her head in disbelief, and looks at the ref for an
explanation. Sandra stumbles to her
feet and tries for a half power kick, which Circa easily grabs.
Feigning the move, Sandra uses the position to hit an enziguri on Circa.
With Circa down, Sandra applies a Boston Crab!
Circa struggles for a full two minutes, before she is able to reach the
ropes. Breaking the move without
being told, Sandra turns, grabs Circa’s feet and drags her back into the
middle of the ring. She flips Circa
over and tries for a figure four leg lock, but Circa kicks her and Sandra is
sent into the turnbuckle. Circa
jumps up and runs in for a splash, but Sandra drops out of the way and Circa
hits the empty corner. As she
stumbles out, Sandra spins her, kicks her just right and hits the Lobotomy!!
DING DING DING!
That’s it! Sandra picks up the win!
A good solid match between the two ladies, they went at each other with nothing
held back and it was fun to watch!
Emerson: The winner of the match, and STILL PWA TELEVISION CHAMPION,
Sandra takes her belt and holds it high, as she tries to
catch her breath. She smiles as the crowd screams and cheers and then she turns.
Circa steps forward and they stare at each other for a few before they
embrace in a gentle hug and the crowd roars louder.
Despite all they went through, both Sandra and Circa are fine wrestlers, and the
respect they’ve shown each other is tremendous.
I guess for once I can accept it, I just wish some boobies would have popped
McDaniel: And you were doing SO well! Let’s move on!!
We cut backstage, where Wilkie is piling his clothes into his gym bag, when there's a knock at the door.
Alex: Who is it!?
Voice on other side of the door: Telegraph.
Wilkie blinks, going up to the door and speaking through it.
Alex: Don't you mean, Telegram?
Voice: No, sorry, this is a telegraph.
Wilkie, confused and curious, opens the door and next thing he knows, he's on his back from a super kick by Chamelion.
Chamelion: See? Telegraph, dumb ass. Oh, and while you may be fading in and out of consciousness, I accept your challenge, kiddo!
With a devious smile, Chamelion turns and walks off, whistling to himself, and we're taken back to the arena for the next match!
Corey Lazarus vs. Sirus Moran
DING DING!Eric Emerson: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one pinfall or submission. Introducing first...
An old fashioned, black and white film countdown rolls on the ADCtron, the film flickering and a beep heard after every digit. Clean guitars and bass softly creep from the PA system, beginning Metallica's cover of Ennio Morricone's classic "The Ecstasy of Gold." The song plays softly for 49 seconds, Kirk Hammett's melodic lead blaring over the soft parts, and then stops, bringing forth a deafening silence.
McDaniel: Okay fans, we're back. Matthew Engel is all set to go in the ring for tonight's main event.
Rentfro: And of course his posse, including newest addition Gregory Price, is right there with him in the corner.
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