Here is a sample of our tag team division. This match is from our latest card and features two of our tag teams and a huge turn.
JENNY JERSEY: Our next match will be a tag team match, scheduled for one fall!
“There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet
I said ‘Hey, what is this’
Now baby, maybe she's in need of a kiss”
“All Right Now” by Free cues up. Mikey Massacre, steel chair in hand, emerges from the curtain.
JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first, from Albuquerque, New Mexico, weighing in at two-hundred and thirty-five pounds… MIKEY MASSACRE!
He appears appropriately medicated, waving his steel chair around and banging his chest like the Mikey we all know and love. He sings along with the song
and so do the fans who are cheering madly for one of their favorite REBEL superstars. Mikey seems to be taking longer than normal, soaking up the cheers
before entering the ring.
“Protest The Hero” cues up. The fast, heavy drums signal the one and only Nick Everhardt, who emerges.
JENNY JERSEY: His tag team partner, from Houston, Texas, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds… NICK EVERHARDT!
Everhardt’s chest is taped up from his attack the week prior. The right side of his face is heavily bruised and there is a bandage on the top of his forehead.
Despite this, he looks focused and determined, acknowledging the fans, but keeping his eyes and mind focused on the match ahead.
“Big train rolling down the line
Makes me lonely
Sometimes I wish to ride away
Sometimes I want to ride away
Yeah”
“Lonely Train” by Black Stone Cherry hits the speakers as Chris Sparx and Mark Kingston emerge from the curtain.
Jenny Jersey looks angrily out at the curtains. Reluctantly, she speaks into the microphone. She might hate them for briefly kidnapping her, but she has
a job to do.
JENNY JERSEY: Their opponents… introducing first, from Richmond, Virginia… MARK KINGSTON! His team partner, from Batavia, New York… CHRIS SPARX! At a combined
weight of four-hundred and eighty-seven pounds, they are… THE SOLDIERS OF THE APOCALYPSE!
They’re clad in their usual bullet-proof vests with their name on both their back and their ass. They’re both wearing sunglasses as they proceed to the
ring, debating the coming of the apocalypse with the booing fans. They enter the ring and begin pointing and mocking Everhardt. Everhardt looks about ready
to start the match before the ringing of the bell, but Mikey, who is still holding his steel chair, holds him back. He asks Jenny for the microphone. She
hands it to him, gives the Soldiers a dirty look, then exits the ring.
MIKEY: Thanks, Jenny. Hold on, everyone. I know you are all looking forward to this match, but I gotta say some things first.
MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY! MIKEY!
MIKEY: Nick, I see you standing right there, your chest taped up, bruises all over your face, and I think to myself… who could have done this? Who is smart
enough, crafty enough to sneak attack Nick Everhardt? Truth be told, I don’t know many people capable of it. Of course there’s the obvious culprits, the
Soldiers of the Apocalypse.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
MIKEY: They claim they did it. ‘The End is Near’ was written on your face and all over the locker room. Fits their gimmick real well, doesn’t it?
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
MIKEY: However, it meminds me too much of fifth grade when Tim Gray, classmate of mine, was blamed for writing ‘Tim Gray Is Here’ on the bathroom wall
in crayon. One teacher accused him, the other instantly defended him because no one—even a fifth grader—would be so stupid as to write their own name.
So, Soldiers, I know you’re devious and all that—Kingston here poisoned me, for Chrissakes—but did you two attack Everhardt from behind? I don’t think
so.
MIKEY: Are you smart and crafty enough to sneak up on Everhardt? Doubtful. Sparx, you’re light enough and quick enough… but Kingston is a lumbering oaf.
Besides, that night I saw you two in your lame ass three piece suits. Those dress shoes you were wearing after the event were way too loud to sneak up
on Nick.
MIKEY: The question remains… why would you two accept credit for it if you didn’t do it? Well, why the hell not? It gives you an advantage going into this
match and the whole REBEL world was talking about it. Hell, you two probably wished you had done it. But, Soldiers… you didn’t. Sorry to ruin it for you
guys.
The fans seem confused. They were pretty sure the Soldiers had done it too.
MIKEY: So, who’s left? Well, some pointed fingers at the Elite. Maybe they did it and tried to frame the Soldiers. But… why? Nick and I are off their radar
now. We’re not in tag title contention; Nick isn’t in World Title contention. Besides, they were busy that night taking care of Ca$h. Just doesn’t fit.
The fans boo at the mention of the Elite. They aren’t convinced the Elite wouldn’t have done it.
MIKEY: So, Nick, who would do it? Who would attack you? Who would hate you so much to do this?
Mikey gets close to Everhardt, leaning in close. Everhardt shrugs—he doesn’t know either.
MIKEY: Who would be sneaky enough to hit you across the back of the head with a steel chair, knocking you to the ground?
Mikey raises his steel chair in the air, pointing to it with his head.
MIKEY: Who would be vicious enough to hit you REPEATEDLY until you were knocked out, so you wouldn’t be able to see him? WHO, NICK? WHO?
Everhardt’s mouth opens and his head tilts to the side as he thinks to himself…
MIKEY: ME! ME, NICK! IT WAS ME! AND YOU WANNA KNOW WHY, NICK? YOU WANNA KNOW WHY? I’LL TELL YOU WHY! YOU—
Everhardt looks in complete shock at first. But as Mikey yells, as his spit flies in his face, Everhardt’s shock turns to anger.
POW!
Everhardt socks Mikey in the side of the face. The fans are unsure how to react.
DING DING!
Mikey has dropped the steel chair. He and Everhardt are exchanging lefts and rights in the middle of the ring. The bell has rung, though… the match is
still on. Sparx and Kingston look at each other, shrug, then pounce on their opponents. Sparx is throwing right hands at Everhardt while Kingston does
the same to Mikey. Sparx punches Everhardt into the corner, where he slumps into the corner. Now he’s stomping away at his RIBS!
Meanwhile, Kingston sends Mikey off of the ropes. Kingston lowers his head for a back body drop but Mikey capitalizes with a swinging neckbreaker. Mikey
gets up quickly and runs over to Sparx who he attacks from behind. Back Suplex! Now Mikey stands up and looks out at the fans. Some are cheering, some
are booing but most are confused. He smiles at them… then begins STOMPING on the RIBS!
Now it’s unanimous… BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!
Mikey looks out at the fans and tells them how he feels with both middle fingers extended in the air. Then he continues stomping a hole! The Soldiers are
both getting to their feet. Kingston grabs Mikey’s steel chair. He slams it across the back of Mikey! Mikey turns around… only to feel it across the forehead!
Kingston hands his partner the the steel chair, then drags Mikey into the middle of the ring. Sparx, steel chair in hand, is off of the ropes… Sparx Star
Press with the chair!
HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****!
Kingston picks Mikey up quickly. His eyes are closed and he’s wobbling… APOCALYPSE NOW! APOCALYPSE NOW! The Soldiers’ FINISHER! Sparx with a cover!
ONE!
TWO
THREE!
NO!
NO!
EVERHARDT GOT BACK TO HIS FEET AND DROPPED AN ELBOW TO BREAK IT UP! Even though his tag team partner viciously assaulted him, Nick Everhardt does NOT want
to lose a match! The fans are going bezerk!
EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!
Everhardt gets up, clutching his ribs. Kingston is on him immediately with rights and lefts. He throws him off of the ropes. Big Boot caught by Everhardt.
He spins Kingston around. Lariat of his own! He’s up quickly but Sparx is on him now. He pushes him back into the corner. And he runs his SHOULDER into
the RIBS of EVERHARDT! AGAIN! He goes for a third time… but Everhardt manages a SUNSET FLIP!
ONE!
TWO!
THR—MIKEY BREAKS IT! His own tag team partner!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Nick is back to his feet. He throws Mikey to the outside. He’s going to try to win this match himself… despite it basically being three-on-one. Sparx is
upon him with a kick to the gut. A fist. They lock up. Sparx with the initial advantage. He pulls through into a headlock, cinching it. Everhardt with
an elbow to the gut. Sparx moves onto his leg, tripping Everhardt into an ankle lock. Everhardt kicks him away, then is up to his feet. Lock-up… no. Everhardt
with a double-leg takedown, sprawl from Sparx. Sparx flattens Everhardt to the ground, spins, half nelsons him over. He stands up and quickly drops a knee
across the forehead of Everhardt. Everhardt tries to get up but Sparx is behind him, digging his knee into his back and pulling on his arms. Everhardt
is screaming in pain… which is made worse when Kingston runs off of the ropes and sends his big boot into Everhardt’s face!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Nick is rolling on the side of the ring, holding his face. His bandage has come off and his wound is open. Mikey is still on the outside. He pulls Nick
out with him. And he’s got something in his hand… what is it? It’s SALT! He throws it in Everhardt’s FACE! In his WOUND!
YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!
Everhardt is screaming, holding his face. Mikey with a punch. Another. A third! And here comes Chris Sparx… Suicide Plancha onto both of them! Kingston
makes his way out of the ring. He goes right for Everhardt, who is visibly in a great deal of pain. He picks him up. Throws his head into the announcer’s
table! Then rams it into the ring post! Sparx is getting to his feet. Kingston signals him over. Kingston grabs Everhardt… Wheelbarrow Facebuster! RIGHT
INTO A CUTTER FROM SPARX!
HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****!
Everhardt is not moving. The Soldiers go over to Mikey, who is laying next to the one ring, one arm underneath it. They go to pick him up… but Mikey is
ready with a frying pan!
BAM!
BAM!
Both Soldiers are stumbling about, dizzy. He drops the pan. Mikey with a T-Bone Suplex to Sparx! SAME TO KINGSTON! Is that his way of mocking Everhardt…
by using his ‘Everplexes?’ He got his Mannyplex from his last great feud with Manny X… now’s got the Everplex! Now Mikey is hunting Everhardt who is still
unmoving. He’s about to pick him up when he gets an idea. He goes under the ring and pulls out a table. He begins setting it up just as Everhardt is beginning
to stir. He grabs Nick’s head. He’s going to powerbomb him through the table!
YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!
Mikey hoists him up! But Nick slides down his back! He gets Mikey in a fireman’s carry… HARDT-BREAKER! HARDT-BREAKER!
EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!
That took everything out of Everhardt as he is now breathing heavily, blood getting in his eyes, making it difficult to see. He has a hand on the guard
rail, trying to catch his breath. He doesn’t notice as the Soldiers help each other to their feet. They’re approaching him, setting up for… APOCALYPSE
NOW! ON THE OUTSIDE!
The fans are booing hysterically. Sparx and Kingston look out at the crowd, taunting them, seemingly enjoying the hysteria they create. They pick up Everhardt
and roll him into the ring. They get into the ring slowly, confident in the fact they are about to win the match. The fans are pissed—what chance did Everhardt
ever have?
Sparx with a lateral press.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO!
NO!
MIKEY MASSACRE SAVES EVERHARDT AT THE LAST SECOND WITH A CHAIR HUCK FROM THE RING APRON! IT BOUNCES OFF SPARX’ HEAD AND FORCES HIM TO ROLL OFF OF EVERHARDT!
The Soldiers are PISSED! Kingston immediately runs at Mikey. He kicks him in his gut. Sparx joins him. Double Suplex over the ropes! They pick him up.
Kingston hoists him up. ASSISTED POWERBOMB TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH THE TABLE!
HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****!
Everhardt slowly getting to his feet. But he’s met by the Soldiers. Double Belly To Back Suplex! And… Kingston locks in the Kingston Clutch! While Sparx
repeatedly kicks him in the head!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
They release him. They pull him back up. APOCALYPSE NOW… AGAIN! Kingston with the Richmond Lariat… NO! NO! EVERHARDT WITH A DROP TOE HOLD SO THAT SPARX
ACCIDENTALLY GIVES HIS OWN PARTNER THE PANDEMONIUM! What a reversal to APOCALYPSE NOW!
HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****! HOLY ****!
Sparx is laying boots to Everhardt. Now he picks him up. FACE BOMB! NO! NO! Everhardt elbows out of it! Spins around! Waistlock! KOBASHI SPECIAL!
EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!
Both men are out of it. Here comes Mikey! Everhardt must sense him because he quickly gets to his feet! As Mikey climbs between the ropes, Everhardt greets
him with a dropkick that sends him back to the outside! The fans pop like crazy! But Sparx is getting to his feet. And he has the steel chair! He charges
Everhardt!
CRACK!
Everhardt is back down. Now Spark is bringing him up top! Probably his Super Side Suplex! But Everhardt is fighting back! They are exchanging fists of
fury on the top-rope! Everhardt with a fist. Headbutt. Side elbow. Side elbow! HARDT-ATTACK! HARDT-ATTACK!
EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT! EVER-HARDT!
Everhardt drapes an arm over Sparx! THIS IS IT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO!
NO!
MIKEY WITH THE MASSACRE TO THE BACK OF EVERHARDT! He throws Everhardt off and makes the cover on Sparx himself!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT! YOU SOLD OUT!
JENNY JERSEY: And your winners… MIKEY MASSACRE AND NICK EVERHARDT!
The Soldiers and Everhardt are both out of it. Mikey gets to his feet and allows the referee to raise his hand in victory. He looks out at the booing fans,
smiling, but when he realizes they are booing him to high hell, he lets go of the referee and gives them the double bird. Then he goes over to Everhardt
and pulls him up his arm and raises his arm in victory… but Everhardt fires with a fist! Another! Mikey returns it! They’re brawling now in the middle
of the ring! They roll out of the ring and continue brawling at ringside and all the way to the back.
This is FAR from OVER!