EPW Intercontinental Championship: Impulse (c) vs. Copycat vs. Larry Tact
TF: This next contest is scheduled for one fall, with a sixty minute time limit… and it is the triangle match for the Empire Pro Wrestling Intercontinental Championship!
[CUE UP: ‘Revolution Baby’ by Queen V]
TF: Introducing first… from Washington Heights, New York… weighing in at one hundred and ninety pounds… he is the current reigning Empire Pro Wrestling Intercontinental Champion… THIS… IS… IMPULSE!
DT: Very nice reaction for the Intercontinental Champion, he’s coming out solo with the belt around his waist and slapping hands on the way to the ring.
DM: I don’t want to call attention to a promotion that would allow it, but we do wish Calico Rose a speedy recovery from her injuries, and hope to see her again soon.
MN: Poppycock, Dean. You step into the ring, you take your chances. No sympathy.
DT: I’d like to remind you that the views and opinions of Mike Neely—
MN: You just wish you had the guts to say it.
DT: Impulse has entered the ring, and he’s leaning back against the top turnbuckle in the corner, waiting for his opponents. If he’s nervous, he isn’t showing it.
DM: He and Larry Tact got into it much more than Copycat during the build to this match, Dave… they may have rattled each other and they may have shaken each other’s confidence, but they’re both professionals. If Tact got under Impulse’s skin, we won’t see it at least until the match has started.
TF: His first opponent… from New York, New York!
[CUE UP: “Pieces” by Hoobastank]
TF: Weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds… LARRY TACT!
DT: The EPW front office has taken a little bit of criticism for giving Larry Tact this shot tonight: this is his first singles match in EPW in over two years, but I think he’s proven he not only belongs here against Impulse and Copycat, but that he has just as much chance of walking out with the Intercontinental Championship as either of his opponents tonight.
MN: I’m just happy to finally see someone who can wrestle better than Captain Planet who doesn’t mind taking shortcuts when he has to, finally putting him down.
DT: Captain Planet?
DM: I think he means that your insults are getting to the point where we have to put you in a home.
DT: Tact has entered the ring and he’s climbing the turnbuckle to a nice reaction from the fans. He gets down and there’s a brief moment of tension when he locks eyes with Impulse, but no real change to either demeanor.
DM: Like his opponent, if Impulse got under Tact’s skin, we won’t see it yet. I’d have to give Impulse the edge on holding emotion in check, but Larry Tact has the ability to use those aggressive feelings to his advantage.
TF: And their opponent…
DT: Speaking of aggressive feelings.
[CUE UP: “The People That We Love” by Bush]
TF: Accompanied to the ring by Aaron Jones, and weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds… from Kalamazoo, Michigan… COPYCAT!
MN: This is a man who has earned this. Impulse never really beat him when they faced off last year.
DM: Is that meant to be a joke? Copycat walked out on the match after not really being able to beat Impulse.
MN: I don’t like your tone.
DT: The bottom line is that Impulse won the match in question via countout but neither man truly got the better of the other. I think the irony here is that it was Larry Tact and Copycat who were originally going to settle their differences tonight, but with three men involved and one fall to a finish, Copycat and Tact could conceivably go through this match with little to no actual contact.
DM: Just like Impulse could conceivably lose his championship without being pinned. It’s the risk you take when you accept a triangle match. Regardless, all three of these men are professionals.
DT: COPYCAT JUST JUMPED LARRY TACT!
MN: Any other bright ideas?
DT: There’s the bell, and Tony Fatora just gave us his patented dive through the ropes! Copycat with a series of right hands all over Larry Tact, and Impulse is hanging back!
MN: What a coward! And an opportunist!
DM: I think we can safely say Impulse is neither of those things, but with a triangle match and one opponent jumping on the other from the get – go, it’s hard to figure out where to find your spot.
MN: That’s easy: wait until they’ve beaten each other to a bruised and battered pulp, then pin the one who’s least likely to kick out,
DT: We won’t see any of that here, Mike.
MN: Oh, sell me a burger.
DT: Aaron Jones just made it to ringside – he had to run to even try to keep up with Copycat, and he has to like what he sees from his Savior!
MN: He’s all of our savior, Dave.
DT: Copycat with a scoop, and a stomach – first drop across the top rope! Impulse with a hook from behind! Dragon suplex! ONE… TWO…Kickout!
MN: I thought he was good at this. Did he really think he could get a pin that easy?
DM: When you’ve got two opponents and one of them is as single – minded focused as Copycat? Yeah, you could get a pin that easy on surprise alone. Cat’s too good to get suckered like that but Impulse gets style points from me for trying.
DT: Copycat is up, and Impulse whips him into the ropes… Reversal! Copycat with a backdrop – LARRY TACT WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE TO COPYCAT’S SHIN! Impulse’s forward momentum is halted, and he drops Cat with a DDT!
[SFX: Huge fan pop]
MN: See, how is that fair?
DT: Everything is fair in a three way match, Mike! Copycat rolls to the outside to catch his breath, and—
DM: He’s leaving?
DT: Aaron Jones looks confused, but Copycat has started up the aisle!
[CUTTO: A close up of Copycat’s expressionless face as he passes by one of the cameras, walking up the aisle. In the background, Aaron Jones can be seen, confused, calling for Copycat to return.]
DM: This is damned strange, Dave. I don’t understand what this is.
DT: Impulse and Larry Tact have ceased their own hostilities and are watching Copycat with extreme interest! The referee can’t count him out since this match is one fall to a finish, and there’s two wrestlers in the ring, what’s Copycat thinking?
DM: He usually has a plan.
[CUE UP: “Zero” by The Smashing Pumpkins. Loud, long pop for The Boss.]
DT: Now we’ll get some answers!
MN: You mean, we’ll get some excuses as to why he can’t handle Jason Reeves?
DT: This isn’t the Ego Buster, Mike – this is our boss. And he probably heard that.
MN: What? I didn’t say anything. It was the guy behind me.
[CUTTO: Over the shoulder shot of Copycat, with Dan Ryan framed behind him, holding a microphone, as the music died down.]
RYAN: What the hell are you doing, Copycat?
DT: No response from Copycat!
RYAN: You’re part of this match, you’re not authorized to walk out on it. Get back in there and do your job.
[CUTTO: Aaron Jones, pleading with Copycat off microphone to do the same. Copycat stopped, looked at Aaron, looked at Dan Ryan, and continued walking toward the entranceway.]
RYAN: I’m not in the mood to play hardball tonight, Cat… don’t make me drop an ultimatum on you.
DM: I think ‘not in the mood to play’ is a bit of an understatement tonight.
RYAN: I’m not going to give you a count of ten, Cat.
RYAN: I’m not even going to give you a count of five. You’re going to turn around and walk back into that ring and either give or take a beating, or you can walk up this ramp into the locker room, pack up your sh*BEEP*, and get the hell out of my company forever.
[SFX: HUGE fan pop at the consequences. Everyone stopped to look at Copycat. Aaron Jones finally caught up to him and pleaded with him to return to the match.]
DT: Copycat stopping in the middle of the aisle… what’s he going to do?
DM: If he’s smart, he’ll finish the match and deal with whatever’s on his mind afterward.
DT: COPYCAT IS LEAVING! These fans are booing him mercilessly as he just walked past Dan Ryan without a second thought or a sideways glance!
[CUTTO: Close up of Dan Ryan, shrugging his shoulders.]
RYAN: COPYCAT… You’re Fi—
DT: Aaron Jones interrupted Dan Ryan… this isn’t the night to do that, Dean!
DM: I think Jones just realized that… albeit a second too late.
RYAN: You want to save his job, Jonesey? Get in there and take his place against Knox and Tact, and Copycat stays on the roster.
[CUTTO: The ring, where Larry Tact is pacing impatiently, waiting for the drama in the aisle to get resolved so he can get back to what he wants to do, and Impulse is leaning against the ropes, looking bored, waiting for the same thing.]
DT: Aaron Jones is frozen, what’s he going to do?
MN: Apparently, nothing.
[CUTTO: The aisle, where Aaron Jones takes a step toward the ring, thinks better of it, and reluctantly leaves the arena with his head down. Boos rained from all around.]
RYAN: As far as this match is concerned, with Copycat no longer part of Empire Pro Wrestling, Impulse and Larry Tact are now in a one on one match for Impulse’s EPW Intercontinental Championship. Good luck, gentlemen.
DT: What a bombshell! Copycat – FIRED! We’ve now got a one on one match for the Intercontinental Championship, and our two competitors are circling each other!
MN: That’s not a bombshell. Preparing for two opponents, only to have one of them suddenly drop out is a huge advantage, especially in a triangle, is a bombshell.
DM: I hate to agree with Neely, but he’s got a point. Aaron Jones taking Copycat’s place and winning would be a bombshell.
DT: They lock up, and Larry Tact just bulldozed Impulse into the ropes!
DM: He has this tendency of locking up with opponents with clear height and weight advantages. It’s currently brought him an undefeated record, but every match has been a battle.
MN: What he should do is grab the tights and use a chair.
DM: What he should do is more hit and run tactics.
DT: The referee counts, ONE… TWO… THREE… FO—and Tact lets him up. Clean break, and Impulse right back in with another lockup! Tact with a seven inch, eighty pound advantage, and he’s using it! Impulse is trying to force forward – He just reversed his strength and pulled Tact toward him! Sidestep into an armbar with pressure on the shoulder!
DM: Impulse has been tested as far as mat wrestling goes, but he’s never really been in grave danger on that front so far in the EPW. Larry Tact’s wrestling ability is comparable, and he’s bigger and stronger. Impulse needs to take every advantage possible in the early goings to try and push this match as long as it can if he wants to have a shot at retaining his belt.
DT: Tact is still on his feet, but his back is bent and his arm is behind him. Impulse doing a good job of staying behind him… Larry Tact on the ropes! ONE… TWO… Impulse breaks the hold.
MN: Again, you’ve got a five count. This guy doesn’t want to win.
DT: Another lockup, and Impulse has Tact by the arm again! He just leveraged him to his knees by putting pressure downward on Tact’s shoulder, and he’s trying to hyperextend that elbow!
DM: Tact looks angry, and I think he’s probably angry at himself. These are simple holds that Impulse has locked him in so far, but if he keeps the pressure on it will definitely hurt any aspects of a power game that Tact might have had in mind, and beyond that, he’s probably angry that he’s locked in like that.
DT: Impulse grinding away on that arm, and Tact just turned into his leverage and pulled him over and down in a modified snapmare! He hit the mat hard, but held onto the arm! COVER BY TACT! ONE… TWO… Kickout and release!
DM: That was an innovative escape, and you can see the look on Impulse’s face as the two men separate, he was impressed as well.
DT: They lock up, and Tact lifts Impulse high into the air! I don’t think that’s technically a choke but the break is being asked for anyway! ONE… TWO… TH—He just dropped Impulse, who landed on his knees!
MN: I’m seriously going to go get a hot pretzel or something, these guys need to show some teeth.
DM: This is the feeling out process, Mike. You don’t become known as a world class wrestler by rushing in blindly.
DT: The fans are really getting into this physical chess match, Dean. Listen to the cheers for both wrestlers!
DM: A good wrestling match is a rare thing, Dave.
DT: Another lockup, and Tact backs Impulse into the ropes! Irish whip! Backdrop – Impulse rolled over Tact and down his back and off the opposite side! Clothesline – Ducked!
MN: Interesting tactic, don’t attack.
DT: Tact telegraphing another backdrop, Impulse with a kick – NO! Tact grabbed his foot and pulled him over with a single leg takedown into an anklelock! Nice fakeout by the challenger!
DM: Impulse spun into it and kicked him away, but I think Tact had a nice bit of leverage for a few seconds, plus when he pops his knee to break the tricky holds, that does some damage.
DT: Tact to his feet first, and he hooks Impulse from behind in a rear waistlock! He lifts him up… Impulse fighting the hold… Tact trying to keep control… Impulse with a bulldog stun gun over the top rope!
DM: Not quite, Tact managed to partially block it with his arm, but Impulse landed on the floor!
MN: Too bad a countout doesn’t take the boy scout’s belt away.
DT: The referee is counting and Larry Tact is staying back, windmilling his arm at the shoulder, we’re at three! Impulse pacing outside, and he looks frustrated!
DM: It happens with two skilled wrestlers pitted against each other. They play defense since neither wants to be the first to make a mistake, but what that can do is frustrate them into falling for the little things while looking for the big.
DT: The count is at four, and Impulse is back on the ring apron! Larry Tact stays back and lets him reenter the ring – but he just swept the leg! Impulse hits the mat, rolls through to his knees, and Tact is on him again with a series of right hands! Cross corner whip, and Impulse hit the turnbuckle hard! Inverse atomic drop by Larry Tact, and a clothesline just floored the Champion! Cover, ONE… TWO… Kickout by Impulse!
MN: And he’s slow getting up. I think the Impulse experiment is over.
MN: Sure. Take a kid out of the hayfield and put him in the ring and you get Impulse.
DT: He’s from a city, Mike.
MN: Your point?
DT: Just beyond your reach.
DM: Tact is probably doing the smart thing here, he’s still working on the legs.
DT: Indeed he is, Dean. Tact staying on Impulse, with a series of kicks to the back of his leg around the knee. Impulse is prone against the ropes and he’s just hanging on. The referee warning Tact to lay off while Knox is on the ropes – Tact with a waistlock, and he just pulled the Champion to the middle of the ring! Belly to belly – IMPULSE WITH AN ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! ANOTHER! The hold is broken and Impulse grabs his arm and takes him over to the mat!
DM: And he turns it again.
DT: Impulse off the ropes – He stopped short!
MN: He forgot where he was.
DT: I think the work Tact had done to his leg so far is starting to add up. He takes an additional second and tries it again – TACT CAUGHT HIM! SPINEBUSTER! NO! IMPULSE WITH A MODIFIED TORNADO DDT!
DM: You can see the pain on his face, he definitely has some kind of pull or bruise.
DT: He’s getting up and ignoring it, Mike.
DM: On one hand, you have to commend his guts for working through it, but on the other, every step is probably laced with pain and if he doesn’t take care of himself it’ll cost him, long term.
DT: This is EPW Pay Per View, Dean – this is what everyone on the roster has worked for for the past few months; this is the night to push boundaries.
DM: I’m not disputing that, I just hope he knows what he’s doing.
DT: Impulse behind Tact, and he shoves him chest first into the ropes! Rebound, and a small package! ONE… TWO… Kickout with ease, as Impulse is propelled into the ropes himself! Tact nips up, and Impulse baseball slides between his legs! He scrambles to his feet in a hurry and runs into the other side, Tact is ready for the rebound and he catches the Intercontinental Champion – IMPULSE LIFTS HIMSELF AND COMES BACK DOWN WITH A SINGLE ARM DDT! Tact to the outside, and he’s holding his arm close to himself!
DM: We brought up Impulse’s leg, I think we forgot about Larry Tact’s arm. Impulse has focused his attack on Larry Tact’s arm and shoulder so far, I think with the game plan that if he can take away Tact’s strength, his height and weight advantage will be somewhat nullified.
MN: I think you give him too much credit for critical thought.
DM: Regardless, Mike, the fact remains that if Larry Tact has to wrestle this match one – handed, he’s going to be at an even bigger disadvantage than Impulse.
DT: On the other hand, Tact’s injured arm won’t be causing him pain and discomfort with every step.
DM: Impulse can still mat wrestle.
MN: Stop kissing their –
DM: I seriously will slap you.
DT: Tact trying to walk it off, so to speak – IMPULSE WITH ANOTHER BASEBALL SLIDE! He connected with Larry Tact’s injured shoulder and sent the challenger head over heels next to our table!
MN: And that was pretty stupid of him, he led with his right leg, the one that’s been giving him trouble. Now he can’t go out and finish the job.
DT: He wouldn’t, anyway.
MN: That’s why he’s going to lose.
DM: Larry Tact is holding his shoulder pretty gingerly, Impulse might’ve dislocated it with that baseball slide.
[CUTTO: A tight shot of Tact, pain etched on his face, approaching the ring post. He braced his arm against the post and pushed forward, hard. SFX: A loud, nauseated ‘OHHHHH!’ from the fans.]
DT: Yeah, you’re right. He was smart enough – and lucky enough to have Impulse as an opponent who wouldn’t interfere – to pop it back in immediately, but that will certainly play a part in the rest of the match.
MN: And it’s a big, big target.
DT: Tact back into the ring, and he locks up with Impulse – Impulse sent him into the ropes! Irish whip, Impulse dropped to his knees and drove his shoulder into Tact’s stomach! Tact doubled over, and Impulse with a gut – wrench suplex! He fell backwards into the ropes when he dropped him, and Tact is holding his shoulder in pain!
DM: We’re getting a mixture of boos and cheers as Impulse talks to the referee, who asks Larry Tact if he can keep going. Of course, I think we can point the cheers and boos to the same thing from different fans: the fact that Impulse has backed off to allow this conversation to happen.
MN: Like he could do anything on that bum wheel.
DT: TACT WITH A KICK TO IMPULSE’S KNEE! THE CHAMP IS DOWN!
MN: And they’re cheering and booing again, only reversed.
DM: Morally ambiguous, but a smart move by Larry Tact to give himself some breathing room.
DT: Tact just pulled Impulse to his feet with his left hand, and a left fist to the face! Another! Impulse is rocked backwards into the corner! Tact with a one armed lift… GUTBUSTER ACROSS THE KNEE! Cover, ONE… TWO… TH—KICKOUT by Impulse!
MN: I bet he regrets giving Tact a breather now.
DT: Tact hooks Impulse’s head and pulls him up… he’s in a perfect position for a suplex, but he can’t seem to raise the champion’s arm sufficiently over his head… IMPULSE WITH A REVERSAL! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX WITH A BRIDGE! ONE… TWO… TACT POWERS UP! REVERSAL! ONE… TWO… KICKOUT!
DM: With that arm injured, I think Larry Tact can kiss any chance of a surprise pinfall goodbye since he can’t hold Impulse down. He’s going to have to have him completely defeated if he’s going to win the Intercontinental Championship.
DT: Impulse slow to his feet, and Larry Tact beat him there. Hook around the neck and around the waist… T-Bone Suplex! Impulse landed on the back of his neck and he’s holding it pretty tightly.
DM: That was a serious injury for him a few years ago, and it’s had a pronounced target painted on it ever since.
DT: Tact with another scoop and a hoist… He’s got Impulse on his shoulder, and a running powerslam just bounced Impulse off the mat again! Cover… ONE… TWO… TH—Kickout!
MN: It’s like watching a guy with a pegleg wrestle a guy with a hook for a hand.
DT: That doesn’t even make sense.
DM: Tact needs to put him away, and quickly. He’s barely able to lift his arm at this point.
DT: I think he heard you, Dean – Tact with another scoop, and a whip into the corner for Impulse! His leg gave out two steps away and he just landed face first in the corner!
DM: Larry Tact was going for the reversal to drive his knee into Impulse’s ribs, but that’s probably going to be good enough.
DT: It may be! Tact on his knees to hook Impulse’s head and arm without using his own injured appendage… he’s got the two of them to their feet… Fisherman Suplex – STARBREAKER! STARBREAKER! We’ve got a new Intercontinental Champion, the cover, ONE… TWO… THREE! KICKOUT! KICKOUT! KICKOUT!
MN: That doesn’t happen!
DM: I think Larry Tact’s arm injury aided Impulse’s ability to kick out of that hold, bad luck all around.
[CUTTO: Split screen instant replay, showing Larry Tact’s injured arm losing its grip on Impulse’s leg just after the two, allowing Impulse to raise his shoulder at the last possible moment.]
DT: Only for Impulse, Dean – he’s down and out!
MN: Which means he’s a sitting duck, finally!
DT: These fans are going crazy as Tact hooks Impulse again – TACTFUL SUR – Larry Tact can’t lock it on, his arm doesn’t have the strength to lock in! IMPULSE WITH A HEADBUTT! HE JUST DROVE THE BACK OF HIS HEAD INTO TACT’S FACE! Elbow to the side of the head! URANAGE! Both men are down!
DM: Notice the angle of impact – Impulse had Tact’s injured shoulder cupped in his hand to make sure the impact hit as much as he could.
DT: Both men are down! The referee’s count is at two! Three! Four!
MN: All this, and we get a draw? What a gyp. Aaron Jones should come back out and take advantage.
DM: Early injuries typically do that.
MN: Forget Jones, I’ll go in there and do it up.
DT: IMPULSE NIPS UP!
DM: And fell back into the ropes. He’s got a bum wheel, no doubt.
DT: The fans are cheering at the sudden burst of energy from the reigning Intercontinental Champion, who crouches down while holding onto the ropes, and he’s measuring his opponent! Tact rolls to his stomach and gets to his feet… SUDDEN IMPACT – TACT CAUGHT HIS BOOT! ANKLELOCK SUBMISSION! Impulse to the mat!
DM: He’s got him in the center of the ring and with the weight advantage, there’s no chance of getting to the ropes.
DT: Impulse has to be in agony, his leg twisted at the knee, but he’s not answering the referee’s request for a submission!
MN: A fool and his title are soon parted, Davey!
DT: He’s trying to turn it over, but Tact has him locked pretty well – HE MADE IT! Kick to Tact’s chest just separated the two as Larry Tact hits the ropes… Impulse nips up again! SUDDEN IMPACT! Tact landed hard on his back, Impulse collapsed on top of him! Hook of the leg!
DT: ONE… TWO… THREE!
[SFX: DING DING DING]
TF: The winner of this bout, and STILL Empire Pro Wrestling INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION… IMPULSE!
DT: Hard fought victory for the Champion, and the referee hands him the title belt and helps him to his feet while Larry Tact stirs… Tact fought like a man possessed and he has nothing to be ashamed of tonight.
MN: You kidding? He lost! He’s a loser!
DM: He could separate you from bowel control one handed, Mike.
DT: Tact coming to his senses, he can hear Revolution Baby playing on the sound system, and he punches the mat with his good hand in frustration. Like I said, this could’ve gone either way, and we could very easily see Tact with another shot at this title or the big one at any point.
DM: Impulse offering Tact a hand to help him to his feet. Will he take it?
MN: Hell no! He’ll spit in it and punch Impulse right in the jugular!
DT: I think you misunderstand the definition of ’jugular.
[SFX: Large pop as Tact gets himself to his feet and stares at Impulse, who still has his hand out.]
DT: I think Impulse is offering his congratulations to Tact for a well fought match, and I hope he takes it.
MN: You’re so boring!
DT: Tact pacing, he’s a proud man and obviously frustrated with himself. He looks at Impulse, looks at the crowd…
[SFX: Huge crowd pop]
DT: They shake hands!
[Impulse gives Tact a little nod and says something the microphones don’t hear, and Tact responds in kind. Finally Impulse turns, climbs out of the ring and starts up the ramp while Tact soaks in some of the cheers.]
DT: Well guys, even though the match didn’t end up exactly as advertised, I have to say that Tact and Impulse put on one hell of a show tonight.
DM: I’d have to agree. No complaints here. No offense to Copycat, but I’m not sure it could’ve gotten any better.
DT: Well coming up, the World Tag Team Titles will be on the line and….. WAIT A SECOND!!!
[Someone quickly darts into the ring from out of the crowd and starts beating on Larry Tact.]
DT: Cameron Cruise!! It’s Cameron Cruise!!
DM: What the hell is he doing??
MN: You have to ask?! After that abortion of a match earlier?? He deserved more than that!!
DT: Cruise beating down Larry Tact, but Tact is fighting back!! He’s returning fire!! Tact up to a standing base and he’s raining right hands down on Cameron Cruise!! Cruise staggering…. And…. Hold on…..
[Music cues up over the speakers: “Still D.R.E.” by Dr. Dre.]
DT: The fans are stirring over here to the right of us… can either of you see what’s going on??
[Tact continues to fight off Cruise as someone finally emerges from the crowd and quickly dives into the ring under the bottom ropes…]
DM: I can’t…. it looks like…
DT: JARED WELLS!!!
MN: Oh man….
[The crowd goes ape**** for the appearance of Wells but soon turn to boos as he joins Cameron Cruise is beating down Larry Tact.]
DT: Old HOPE and Anthology tensions are exploding now in the ring!! Jared Wells joining in with Cruise in pummeling Larry Tact!!!
MN: This has been coming a long time!
[Elsewhere, Impulse, content to stay out of this fray thus far, sees Wells jump in and immediately sprints back to the ring and slides in…]
DT: Impulse is coming back down!! He’s in… Wells swings… blocked by Impulse!! Right hand!! Right hand!! Knife-edged chop!! Wells staggers into the ropes and Impulse fires him across the ring…. BACK BODY DROP!! Wells is reeling!!
DM: Things are getting a little more even!
DT: Cruise turns his attention from Tact who is clutching at his knee on the mat, unable to move… Impulse fires off a right hand to Cruise, knee to the gut…. Double underhook DDT!! Cruise is down!!
DM: Look out!!
DT: But Wells back up and nails the Intercontinental Champion in the lower back with a stiff forearm, dropping him to one knee!! Wells with a stomp… and another…. And another….. and now Impulse is down!!! Cruise picks up Larry Tact….. REALITY CHECK!!!! And Tact is OUT!
MN: Nighty night Larry Tact!
DT: Cruise now eyeballing the Intercontinental Title that Impulse left near the ropes…. Wells still stomping Impulse as he lay on the mat….. Cruise picking up the belt….. over and DRIVES the belt down across the throat of Impulse!!
[Impulse thrashes around on the mat.]
DM: This turned ugly FAST.
DT: That’s quite enough if you ask me. I think these guys have made their point.
MN: No such thing as enough when two goody-goodies get what’s comin’ to ‘em.
DT: Wells and Cruise now surveying the crowd and the crowd just lights up with BOOS. Wells smirks, lightheartedly slaps Cruise on the back and off they go…. Wonderful.
DM: Well, the damage is done.
DT: Real nice… they turn a great match into their own personal stage.
MN: I agree. Nice job.
DT: [disgusted] Folks, we’ve got the World Tag Team Titles up next….. while we gets things back in order… we’re gonna take a short break….