CSWA PRIMETIME in San Diego

(CSWA rogue reporter, M.Harry Smilek, is standing outside of the arena, as the wrestlers come in.)

M. HARRY SMILEK: Ladies and gentlemen, we are here in San Diego, on a wonderful Memorial Day, and tonight we've got big action because tonight it's PRIMETIME! Whoa, it looks as if another superstar has arrived! (A white limo pulls up.) Let's see who this is. (Smilek opens the door, and "Hot Stuff" Aaron Douglas steps out, wearing an Armani suit and sunglasses.) Aaron Douglas, WOW, it's great to have a wrestler of your caliber here in the CSWA!

AARON DOUGLAS: Cut the small talk, little man. I'm here to drop a bombshell! All you people at home, get ready for a treat, because unannounced, here tonight...I, "Hot Stuff" Aaron Douglas, God's gift to wrestling, will make my long-awaited DEBUT here in the CSWA!

M.HARRY SMILEK: WOW, that certainly is a bombshell. Can you tell us who you're facing?

AARON DOUGLAS: Well, to be honest, Smilek, it really doesn't matter to me, just find somebody that can AT LEAST stay in the ring with me longer than 5 minutes! I'm an International Superstar, I deserve the best the CSWA has to offer, and if no one here can give me a challenge, then maybe I made a mistake signing with this waste land of refuse known as the CSWA!

AARON DOUGLAS: You know, I remember it like yesterday. A couple of weeks ago I showed up, in all places...Puerto Rico, and told the world that I was signing with the CSWA, the big multi-media star that I am, Aaron Douglas, was going to leave his lucrative deal with Old Japan, and coming to the United States, where I heard, the best of the best come to wrestle! Do they feature me in there little fluff magazine? NO! Do they sign me up to make my debut on the next card? NO! What do they do? They sent me to Mudlick, Kentucky to do a damn radio program to plug a local indy show that some of the CSWA's stars were appearing at! (shakes his head and takes off the shades) I am FED UP with the way I have been treated, and I guess if the CSWA isn't going to GIVE ME an opportunity, then I just have to TAKE IT! (Shoves Smilek and storms into the locker room.)

BB: Fans, welcome to the Sea World Arena here in San Diego...where we are here with over 10,000 fans for CSWA PRIMETIME!!! (crowd cheers) Fans, if you've been with us here on U-62 for the past two events in Boston and Nashville, then you know that things are heating up here in the CSWA!!! Just last Thursday night in Boston, Chad Merritt announced that a thirty-two man tournament will be held to determine the next CSWA World Champion. And that was after Nashville, where Julius Godreign showed himself as a loyal member...not of the CSWA...but of the Frat, ruining the tag match with Hornet, GUNS, Mark and Troy Windham. Tonight, we've got a slew of action, featuring some new faces in the CSWA, some you've recently gotten to know, and others that you've followed for a long, long time. In tonight's Main Event, Moral Majority looks to continue its tag team streak against the brand new team of "Godfather" Vito Corleone and "Iceman" Steve Radder. We've also got two rising stars, Eddy Love and God's Protege putting their records on the line against each other...as well as GUNS, Mark Windham, Hornet, Mike Randalls, Billy Starr and many more in action. So get ready for the ride....cause here we go!!!

These two men became adversaries at SuperPRIMETIME in Nashville, when Hannibal started down the aisle to help out Page Michaels in his match against Rap Man. Instead, Enforcer faced off against Hannibal, taking a shot to the head before Moral Majority made their presence known. In this match, both men came down to the ring with chairs in hand...Enforcer came down accompanied by the entire Elimination Squad. The match started with both men circling, steel chairs in hand, then crashed together, steel chairs bouncing off each other. The 'swordfight' continued for a while, neither gaining an edge, until Hannibal slipped in a chair to the ribs, sending Enforcer to the mat. Hannibal kicked the Enforcer's chair out of the ring as he brought his to bear on Enforcer's right knee, then followed with a knee drop. Enforcer rolled out of the way, dodging a chairshot to the head. He then tripped up Hannibal, forcing the chair out of his hands as well. The two brawled for a while, with Hannibal coming out on top, forcing Enforcer to the mat with a fall away slam. Hannibal went upstairs, ready to the end the match, when the Rap Man tossed a chair onto the fallen Enforcer. Hannibal came off the top....only to find the Enforcer waiting with chair in hand. Hannibal found steel, and the Enforcer found the three-count.

WINNER: ENFORCER

The Rap Man came to the ring first, accompanied by the Rap Master and the rest of the Elimination Squad. He stopped on his way down the aisle in front of a camera, arm around the waist of Enforcer, to make a point: "At SuperPRIMETIME in Nashville, without the Enforcer's help, I might have lost. That was a favor for a favor." Vizzack made his in-ring CSWA debut with Sunshine at his side. She seemed a bit overwhelmed by the capacity crowd in the open-air arena, and stayed close to Vizzack until he climbed into the ring. The two men slapped hands quickly in the middle of the ring as the bell rang, and the grappling began. Vizzack quickly won a test of strength, sending Rap Man to his knees, but the young martial artist twisted his way around and out, ending up behind Vizzack. Rap Man dodged an elbow and caught Vizzack with a spinning sidekick that put the "Daredevil" on the mat. Vizzack dodged a knee drop, catching Rap Man with a closed right hand to the midsection, following with a jumping DDT. On the outside, Sunshine seemed concerned, trying to edge away from both the crowd and the members of Elimnation Squad. This distracted Mark, who got rolled up by Rap Man for a two-count. Vizzack scooped up Rap Man, planting him with a powerslam....and followed with a side suplex that knocked the wind out of Rap Man. That gave Vizzack just enough time to head up top, coming off with a moonsault that won him the one...two...three debut win.

WINNER: "Daredevil" Mark Vizzack

BB: Folks, this young man isn't waiting for anybody to hand anything to him...he told our independent reporter M. Harry Smilek that he'd take matters into his own hands. And he's done just that, demanding a match, and getting one against long-time CSWA wrestler Road Runner.

SB: Well, we'll see what this kid is made of.

(Douglas takes his time entering the ring, but as he gets to the ringside area, he rushes the ring and tackles Road Runner. He gets to his feet and starts stomping on the smaller man. He pulls Road Runner to his feet, sends him into the ropes, then drops him on his throat on the other side with a hot shot drop to the ropes. Road Runner tries to get to his feet while grasping his throat, but "Hot Stuff" nails him with a baseball slide to the chest and then gets the cover.)

AARON DOUGLAS: You know, I feel like I gave Merritt and all his brown-nosers enough time to find me a suitable opponent, but just like everything else, they FAILED ONE AGAIN! (stomps on Road Runner) I hear that there is going to be a 32 man tournament for the CSWA World Title. Well, I'm not going to be doing anything with my time for the next few months, so I want to throw my name in the mix! This tournament is something designed just for HOT STUFF, and I'll be damned if the CSWA deprives me of that right as well! You people just don't know how lucky you are, to have me here tonight! (Fans boo.) I just want you all to know, I won this match for each and every one of you! Without my fans, I don't think I could come out here, night in and night out. You guys are the greatest. THANK YOU! (Fans boo and throw trash at Douglas. He leaves the ring with his arms in the air, blowing kisses to the audience.)

Shawn Diamond started things about against HBK2000 in this one, quickly gaining the advantage over the smaller man. Diamond caught HBK2000 with a boot to the midsection, quickly following with a swinging DDT that dropped the slightly smaller man like a ton of bricks. HBK2000 rolled for his corner, but had his leg grabbed by Diamond, who pulled him away from his corner and dropped a leg on the back of his shoulder. Diamond tagged in Hannibal, who came off the second rope with a leg drop to the back, keeping HBK2000 on the mat; then followed with a powerslam. Hannibal sent HBK into the ropes, but missed the clothesline, as HBK ducked the big arm, came back across with a flying body press that knocked he and Hannibal back far enough for him to the get the tag to the Crippler. Crippler came in, clipping the knee of Hannibal...who quickly rolled to the corner and got the tag to his partner. As Shawn Diamond came in, he was knocked silly by the Crippler with a clothesline. Crippler followed with a knee drop to the head, got to his feet, and hooked the neck and leg for the "Cripple-plex." He got the three-count as HBK2000 rushed in to block Hannibal from breaking up the pin.

WINNER: HBK2000 and Crippler

Disco Stu and Judd Jennrich came down to the ring for their tag match against Vern Peevler and Bob Stanley. Stu seemed preoccupied, possibly thinking about his match later in the night against GUNS. This preoccupation allowed Jennrich to somehow get a microphone and start making more of his challenge against CSWA Commissioner Chad Merritt. As Jennrich went on, Peevler and Stanley booted hit from both sides, dropping the big man to the mat. As referee Ben Worthington tried to control, Jennrich threw both men off of him, sending Peevler into the corner, and Stanley into the waiting fist of Disco Stu. Jennrich crushed Peevler into the corner, then backed up, letting the smaller man fall face-first to the mat, as Stu grabbed Stanley by the hair and pulled him through the ropes to the floor. Jennrich put Peevler on his shoulder and sent him round-and-round in the airplane spin while Stu stomped a new orifice into Stanley on the floor below. After throwing Peevler to the floor, Disco Stu got to the apron and yelled something to Judd, who came over and tagged Stu. Instead of leaving the ring, Jennrich went over and picked up Peevler as Stu headed to the top rope. Judd pressed Peevler over head, as Disco Stu came off the top and dropkicked the Dirty Duo member out of Jennrich's arms to the floor......he then boogied his way over for the 1-2-3.

WINNER: Disco Supreme

This one broke down early as Michaels kicked Mysterious in the gut, then dove outside trying to get his hands on Hot Scott. He was turned back by other members of the Elimination Squad, but Michaels kept trying, until Mysterious came outside and started pounding away on him. Michaels sent Mysterious into the iron post, then threw Rap Man into him as he went after Hot Scott once again. Mysterious charged out of the carnage, tackling Page and sending the two into the metal barricade. Michaels back-dropped Mysterious into the first row, then sprang over the barricade to attack Mysterious in the crowd. The two battled up the stairs, but by then, referee Ben Worthington had gotten his count to ten, ruling both men counted out. Michaels gets to keep his name, and Hot Scott gets to keep his hide...but nothing has been settled between Michaels and Mysterious.

WINNER: Double Countout

BB: Michaels and Mysterious are still battling their way up the aisle through the fans, folks. And the rest of the Elimination Squad is close behind. But on the other side of this great arena, Rudy Seitzer is sitting with none other than the man who fanned the dragon's flame....Rocky Ford Meloneer! (camera pans to Rudy Seitzer and Rocky Ford Meloneer, who is wearing Reeboks, blue jeans, a black T-shirt with "UFC" in big white lettering, and a Denver Broncos Super Bowl XXXII Champs baseball cap)

RS: Rocky, long time no see around the CSWA...the wrestling world is aware of the comments you had for Commissioner Merritt in that newspaper column. Now, word is out that "The Enforcer" has returned...your thoughts?

Meloneer: Rudy, Merritt and his "enforcer" routine is cute, but it's not effective with somebody like me. I stand by what I say and what I believe in...no "enforcer" is going to change that.

Rudy: What brings you to tonight's card? Possibly checking out the new competitors for a planned return to CSWA?

Meloneer: Speculation is certainly fun to do, isn't it, Rudy? I came here because I wanted to check out how the latest run of CSWA was doing, in person. It looks like the boat is being steered in the right direction, but considering who the captain is, you never know whether it'll be smooth sailing, or it'll be manuevers through a hurricane. But...so far, this has been a solid effort...I'll give them that.

Meloneer: The rumors were getting hot once I made reference to Merritt in that column, weren't they? After all, so they say, why else would I make such comments if I wasn't planning a return. Rudy, all I have to say on that note is you'll just have to sit back and enjoy the ride...it may go through rougher waters than the CSWA does at times, but that's how it's going to be for now.

Rudy: One question I think should be addressed...that being Ricky Gant? Your thoughts on his segment at SHOWTIME?

Meloneer: All I'm gonna say is this...Gant always has been, and always will be, like the kid in third grade who causes disruptions in the classroom just to get attention. The best thing you can do is ignore him...that's what I'm gonna do with him, and that's all I have to say on that.

Meloneer: No, but I do have a few words for Sammy Benson...tell him to say hi to the Red Midget for me, and let him know...(reaches down and pulls up a margarita) the margaritas they serve here are top notch. (He smiles as he takes a drink)

Rudy: (smiles) I will be sure to tell him that...back to you, Bill, Sammy, and Teri.

BB: Folks, up next, this outdoor arena is ready to blow as the former three-time CSWA World Champion gets ready to make his entrance.

SB: Why in the world is he wrestling Ricky Worthington? Maybe Meloneer should get out there!

BB: No idea...I guess CSWA officials wanted him on this card. Hornet had issued a challenge to Eliminator, but I never heard what happened with that one. Anyway, folks, there's the music ("Greatest American Hero" begins to play), and there's the crowd (crowd pops) as HORNET makes his way down to ringside!

BB: He sure doesn't...and the crowd against the rails seems a little confused as Hornet heads straight down the middle of the aisle without slapping hands, high-fiving, or any response to the crowd. He also ignores his usual round-the-ring session with the fans and slides straight into the ring. Even referee Patrick Young seems a bit confused.

BB: It must have been, because there it is...and Hornet tears after Ricky Worthington! Hornet catches Worthington with a hard right, goes behind him for the full nelson...and Worthington is trapped. DRAGON SUPLEX by Hornet!

BB: Worthington knows he's in trouble down as he scrambles to his feet in the corner. He charges out, only to get sidestepped by Hornet and downed with a drop-toe hold. Hornet cinches in the boston crab, and Worthington is in obvious pain.

SB: If he's smart, he'll just give up here. I may not like Hornet...but even I know when to avoid him.

BB: Worthington grabs the ropes and Hornet breaks the hold. Still no reaction from the big man as he sends Worthington into the ropes, catches him and drops him with a backbreaker to the knee. He pulls Ricky up by the hair and sends him into the corner!

BB: Indeed it is the Hornet splash....he pushes Worthington to the mat by the back of the head...grabs the legs...and we've got the SCORPION DEATHLOCK cinched in tight on Ricky Worthington...who quickly taps out. Hornet drops the hold quickly and has the win...but rather than having his hand raised by Young, he asks ring announcer Rhubarb Jones for the microphone. Hornet takes the mic and climbs to sit on the top turnbuckle in the ring...

Hornet (in the ring): You know, I don't even know where to start. You've got guys running around here wanting 'title shots' and calling me washed-up when they've hardly ever seen me wrestle. But those guys have always been around...and always too afraid to step up to the plate when they're called on it.

And, of course, you've got my dear friend...the Lost Soul...Mark Windham. I'm beginning to think that "The Living Psycho" moniker was more right than I ever knew. Well, Mark, whether the 'awakening has begun' or not...whatever that means...if you want me standing by your side when it's all over....then you better come to at least some of your senses real quick. Last Thursday, when the Frat attacked me...you stood right there...right there as they went after my career, and did absolutely nothing. I don't know whether you're trying to be the next Jerry Seinfeld...or if you're just so screwed-up you don't know who your friends really are.

But if you ever, ever stand by like you did at SHOWTIME, then you better be ready to be next on the list.

Which brings me to my favorite adolescents gone wild, The Frat. So Godreign throws his hat in with Troy and the boys. Why doesn't that surprise me? If you'd team up to work with Merritt and Thomas, you'll work for anybody won't you? I know exactly what game you're playing, Julius...always trying to line up with the folks you think will give you the best shot at success. Smart move...that is, if you're bet pays off and you chose right. But who can go wrong with the "Blackest White Man" around, right? Troy Windham may have his family's athletic ability...but he's as deranged a Windham as you'll find. Child abuse sends people in different ways...and with Troy....well, I'm not gonna make light of a serious issue. But I will say this...Troy, if you wanna take a lead pipe to someone's back....then be ready to get whipped worse than your alcoholic father ever did to you. Because while this all may be fun and games to you 'Greeks'.....if I have to play the Dean, I can.

Speaking of serious.....I'm seriously wondering why Mike Randalls has decided to stick his nose into things again. Maybe "The Wolf" was feeling left out because he didn't get invited to play. Well, Mikey, it's hard to ask you to play when you're busy burying your nose into whatever crap you've gotten yourself into elsewhere. But hey, you know your favorite friend is always here when you're ready.

And finally......my old buddy, old pal, Mr. Bill himself, GUNS. We just can't decide, can we? One minute we're behaving ourselves in a tag match for the World Title....another we're lambasting each other in interviews. And while we're talking about decisions....I would've loved for Mark to have kept his head in the ground just a few more seconds....so I could find out just what you wanted to do with that chair at SHOWTIME. Irregardless, Bill....I don't need your help. I don't want it. I had enough of it when you slammed that EN World Title into my back two years ago.....just like I had enough of it when you 'congratulated' me after winning the title in the AAWC.

Mysterious recovered enough from his in-crowd brawl with Page Michaels to make it to the ring with his tag partner, Eliminator. Aaron Jarvis came to the ring alone...and there was some question as to whether Jarvis has actually been signed by the CSWA, or if he's on a match-by-match basis. His mystery partner didn't appear to be anyone....until there was some commotion in the crowd. A young woman with a hand-held microphone announced that the "real" Eliminator in the CSWA was back.....and the announcers realized that the woman was Poison Ivy....and the wrestler coming out of the crowd the Eliminator!!! No, not the Eliminator already in the ring as part of the Elimination Squad, but the former longest-reigning CSWA Intracontinental Champion Eliminator who left the CSWA in 1997 after blasting Merritt and Thomas. Eli entered the ring, pointed at the Elimination Squad, then proceeded to drop Aaron Jarvis with an implant DDT that left the young man lying. Eli left the ring and walked down the aisle with Ivy, leaving a confused crowd and Elimination Squad in the ring. Ref Worthington ordered ES to either wrestle or be counted, so Mysterious covered the prone Jarvis for the win. Jarvis had to be attended to by paramedics after the match, and was ruled to have a severe concussion, putting him out of the ring indefinitely.

WINNER: Elimination Squad

This match went almost twenty minutes, wearing out both competitors from start to finish. God's Protege had the upper hand most of the match, with Crippler cheering him on from the apron. Protege dished out severe blows, while "Hurricane" took everything he had, trying to shrug it off. For the first ten minutes we saw almost no offense by Love, until he dodged an elbow into the corner by God's Protege. Then, the Hurricane started to hit. Protege continued dealing lethal blows and manuevers...Love took them or countered them, and paid Protege back in kind. After railing at Love with everything he had for over fifteen minutes, God's Protege started to blow up...Love didn't look much better...but he was able to hold on, defeating God's Protege after a desperation piledriver.

WINNER: Eddy Love

Mark Windham came out in the same state we've become used to seeing him in for the last month or so...unshaven, seemingly unwashed, uninterested. He stalked down the aisle, ignoring the fans....and entered the ring, ignoring Carl Brigsby, until the CSWA veteran attacked Windham looking for the early win. Windham lit into Brigsby like a twig starting a forest fire, hammering away on the back of the smaller man, then attacking the right leg. After a boston crab, Windham unceremoniously turned Brigsby into a human pretzel with the sharpshooter. But before Brigsby could submit, GUNS has rushed the ring. He looked at Windham for a moment, smiled, and then deliberately stomped Carl Brigsby in the head. Referee Ben Worthington could do nothing but call for the bell. He consulted with fellow referee Patrick Young, and instead of ruling a disqualification, they ruled the match a no-contest. After the card, Worthington explained that it was obvious GUNS had meant to cost Windham the match. He did cost him the win, however...as the match goes down as a non-match.

WINNER: No-Contest

Just minutes after costing Mark Windham a win, GUNS entered the ring to take on Disco Stu, who competed earlier in the night in a victory over the Dirty Duo. Stu made one fatal mistake early in the match....as the bell rang, he caught GUNS with a perfectly-executed dropkick...then turned around to do a disco strut. As he did so, he didn't realize that GUNS hadn't hit the mat...just the ropes. GUNS cames charging off with a clothesline that made Stu do a 360. And then, caught in range by the "Strongest Arms In The World", GUNS began executing the style that made him a multi-time World Champion across different continents. He hooked in the bear hug... but Disco Stu wouldn't submit. A shortarm clothesline set Disco Stu up for a shoulderbreaker, followed by the Hornet-taught Scorpion deathlock . But still...Stu wouldn't give up. Finally, GUNS sent Disco Stu for the right, and knocked him silly with the bionic knee lift, getting the pin. After the bell, GUNS gorilla pressed Stu and sent him into the third row. Fortunately, Judd Jennrich happened to be there, feasting on hot dogs and breaking Stu's fall.

WINNER: GUNS

Billy Starr's comeback continued tonight as he made his return to the CSWA! Starr, who's career was once thought over, has made a miraculous comeback! Billy has recently held titles in some independents leagues across the country, and looked to take what he hopes is a step towards CSWA gold. Randalls has been on a tear since returning himself! After nearly killing Eddy Love at SPT in Nashville, Randalls had everyone talking in the locker rooms about the 'Wolf' mentality. For the first couple of minutes, it looked as if we'd have a wrestling match. Randalls though quickly became the aggressor. The two tradedblows in the ring, and then in spilled outside. Randalls used about every object he could find as a weapon. From chair shots, to throwing Starr through the entrance steps. As usual, the Wolf battered his opponent out of the ring, then looked to finish him inside it. Star though had other ideas! Billy can mix it up with the best of them, and the showed a lot by battling back...at times seemingly having Randalls out on his feet! After fifth-teen plus minutes, Randalls took another spill outside. Starr had turned his ankle seconds earlier, and was on the mat clutching his ankle...with the Ref helping Starr Troy Windham and some members of the Frat came out of nowhere, to brutally attack Randalls! After, giving him a sound beating, he was rolled back in the ring. Starr, unaware of what happened, managed to overcome the ankle injury. Starr finished of Randalls with a Brainbuster!

WINNER: Billy Starr

BB: After a short break, we're back with more action from San Diego! I tell you guys, we've had 12 quality matches tonight. The CSWA is beyond a shadow of a doubt back in full force. In the past year or so, we've had restarts..and then stops...but I think now, we can safely say the CSWA is number 1 again.

TM: For sure Bill. I think everyone in the free world wondered if Merritt could pull it off. Hey, let's give the devil his due.
Arenas are sold out again, merchandise is selling like hot cakes, and ratings are through the roof. Personally, I think it's the
combination of the old stars, and the new crop of independent talent. Merritt and Thomas opened up the checkbooks and went after the best of the best on the indy circuit.

SB: There you go again thinking. Honey, if you wanna exercise something try your legs instead of your mouth, as you get me a beer. I had a little trouble getting one at the intermission.

BB: Sammy, we haven't had an intermission tonight?

SB: Oh...I guess that's why the guys in the production truck came after me....just goes to show you how much I care. By the way, did Merritt say anything to you earlier about a raise?

BB: Your contract is about up....incidents like this won't go under the "Bring Sammy Back" column.

SB: WHAT DO YOU KNOW!! ::stands up:: I've...I've got 4 kids to feed..

TM: You do not...sit down.

SB: Melons....now is not the time. I may not have kids to feed, but I've been eating $30 steaks for the last ten years. I can't
stop now!

TM: No Sammy you've been eating $30 worth of steaks. That would explain the 200 lbs you've put on since...well the last
show.

BB: Alright you two, we do have a MAIN EVENT. And with no further delay, we go to Rhubarb Jones.

(It's Primetime... even the introductions are in short form : >)

BB: Deacon has probably one of the biggest entrances I've ever seen. It takes a lot of impress me, but I'm impressed.

SB: I guess the next step for him would be Singing Monks.

BB: Stop it. We're just about ready to go with our MAIN EVENT. For this matchup though, we have a treat for those of you at home. Teri Melton has left our broadcast area, and she's being replaced with Eddy Love!! Eddy, great to have you here!

(Eddy Love stands by Buckley..as he finishes putting his headset on. His hair is slicked back, and he's wearing a t-shirt that
reads "What's This Smut?". Sweet Melissa pulls up a chair next to him.)

EL: Buckley, it is great to have me here isn't it? I know you're upset about Melo--I mean MELTON leaving Sammy, so I
brought along Sweet Melissa. It's an honor to be sitting beside the legendary Sammy Benson...oh, and you too Buckley.

SB: I don't care what anyone else says about you, you're good people.

EL: You know, Buckley..before we get this show on the road let me put all the questions to bed. I'm not here to take Teri's
job. My point for coming out, was to prove to everyone that I'm not the masked man. It's crazy...those unfounded rumors can
now be laid to rest. Look at me Sammy, do I need a mask?

SB: (staring at Sweet Melissa) NOOOOO.

BB: Eddy, I'm glad we got that settled...as the match gets underway. The Preacher and Vito Corleone will start for their respective teams. Collar and Elbow tie up that the Godfather breaks by sending a knee into Preacher's gut. Vito muscles his opponent into the corner....lowers his shoulder and tries to drive right through his ribs!

SB: I'm not a doctor, but I'd say that even prematch stretching can soften those blows.

BB: Corleone now steps back and fires a few right hands that find their mark. Vito, whips the Preacher across the ring and intothe opposite corner...oh what a move! The Preacher flew out of the corner and dropped the Godfather with a clothesline! The Preacher quickly to to the middle turnbuckle. He comes off with a elbow drop!

BB: A One count on the cover. Preacher, helps Corleone to his feet. A savat kick to the mid-section of the Godfather!
Swinging Neckbreaker!! He's going some damage early on! The Preacher takes a few steps over to his corner, and tags in the
Deacon! That gets this crowd going!

SB: Monks! We want the singing Monks!

BB: The Deacon is in, he shoots Vito off the ropes...powerslam!!! That's a lot of man driving the Godfather through the mat!! The Deacon has his huge right hand around the throat of Corleone! This could be the chokeslam...it is!! We could have a pinfall right here!

EL: You can count to a 100...actually I'm not sure if you can Buckley.

BB: ONE....TWO.....The Ice man breaks into the ring and stops the count! If we had any questions about their teamwork
before hand, that went a ways to answering a few of them. The Deacon strolls over to the Godfather's corner, he just leveled
the ICEMAN with a standing dropkick! That sent Radder off the apron!

(Elimination Squad walk halfway down the aisle)

SB: What's this?? There's ES..what are they doing here?

BB: Observing the match, it seems like. Deacon turns around to handle Corleone but Vito clips his left knee! That's a move he
had to make. Otherwise, this one is over in a hurry. Radder back on the apron now, and there's a tag! Both men pounding
away in the corner!! Again great teamwork! Deacon is shot across the ring and off the ropes, double clothesline attempt...but
the Deacon rolls right under it! What agility from someone of his size!! Radder and Corleone turn around, DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!

SB: At this point, Eddy...I think you move on to Plan C. Turn tail and run!

EL: Trying to get rid of me?

BB: Deacon to the top rope!!! He measures the Godfather, SHOULDERBLOCK off the top rope! That sends Vito outsidethe ring!! The ICEMAN is still out cold from the clothesline, no pun intended! The Preacher is in the ring as well. He's directing traffic I guess you could say. Deacon has gone outside and he's handling Corleone! Referee Ben Worthington is trying to break it up.

SB: Oh goodness...law and order rests on the shoulders of Worthington, help us all.

BB: Look at this!! A man dressed in a 3-piece suit is on the apron!! Is that...one of Godfather's men??

EL: I'm gonna take a shot in the dark here and say yes.

BB: The Preacher makes his way over there....

(Radder gets up, rolls outside, and brings in a chair)

BB: Radder is in the ring with a chair!! He was playing possum the whole time! The Preacher is gonna chokeslam the man in
the ring, but the ICEMAN punishes the Preacher's right knee with that chair!! My gosh!

SB: The Preacher hit the mat like a sinner after being healed by Jim Baker! Demons come out!!!

BB: Oh stop it! Radder disposes of the chair, and now he's going for the figure four! That's going to kill that knee! Worthington enters the ring...he's going to ask Preacher to give it up! Deacon's too busy outside the ring, to see what's going on! THAT'S IT, Worthington calls for the bell, the Preacher has submitted!

SB: What did I tell you!

EL: You're a genius.

BB: Iceman rolls out of the ring and he and Godfather shake hands..this was obviously a well thought out plan! They get the
win...I can't believe it.

SB: Hey, Buckley you said they had worked well as a team..this just proves that theory.

BB: Fans, we're about out of time...and that's not what I meant Sammy!

(Bill pauses for a couple of seconds)

BB: Whoa..I've just been told by our producer Marvin Parsons, that something is happening backstage! Marvin do we have a camera back there?

SB: Bill, unless you speak gibberish the man won't understand you..he's a Parsons.

BB: Okay..we do, great! Let's cut to it!

(Cutto: Troy Windham and the Bandit backstage tearing up the hallways)

TROY WINDHAM: Where is he??!!! Where's that psycho of a cousin!! (Troy grabs a stage hand) WHERE'S MARK WINDHAM??!!

SH: I...I don't know..

TW: (throws man aside) Get out of my face.....YO cuz it's time bro...it's time to do it!

(Windham kicks in a locker room door)

TW: MARK!!! Where are you cuz!

(Troy searches, but the room is near empty with only a few wrestlers left. He turns and walks out, and about runs over
Sunshine. She screams and forces herself against the adjacent wall.)

TW: Out of my way...b*tch!

BANDIT: Triz-oy. This one!!!

TW: yeah....

(Bandit knocks down another door...this time it leads to a smaller room. No one is there, but a small plant sits on a chair.)

TW: What's this? A miniature tree?? Is this Seizter's?? (Troy forces a laugh)

BANDIT: Uh.....Troy.....

TW: Huh...

BANDIT: Dude, look.....

(Troy turns to his left...and sees the words, "The Awakening" painted on the wall.) (He stands there for a few seconds, obviously stunned.)

BB: Are we still getting this? If we're still on, well even if we're not...what's going on?

SB: Asking the wrong person, Buckley.

EL: I'm outta here, kids.

(Eddy Young takes Sweet Melissa by the hand and heads out)

BB: Troy's stunned....and frankly so are we!!! OHMY!!!!

(Hornet bursts into the room with a small equipment trunk...he busts Bandit over the head with it)

BB: HORNET's in the room!! He just leveled Bandit!! HORNET's tearing into Troy Windham!! It's payback!! HORNET, ohgosh...he's got the Scorpion hooked in!!! Security has entered the room, and they're trying to break the hold!! But HORNET is taking Windham to task!!! Fans we're flush out of time, for Sammy Benson, Teri Melton, and Rudy Seizter, I'm Bill Buckley!! We'll see you this weekend at SuperPRIMETIME!!

(fade to black as security try their best to pry Hornet off of Troy)