DT: Well folks, we're back, and I gotta tell ya, that was a pretty match between Shizaki and Inogami.
MN: Did you enjoy the match so much because you saw such great action or because Foxx’s backside was right in your grill?
DT: Neely, please.
DM: I gotta go with Neels on this one, man. I saw you leering from all the way over here!
MN: Maybe we should get on with this so Thomas can strap his feed bag on.
DT: You guys are SO funny. As you wish, let's get on with our next match, one that's had a small change to it. This match was originally supposed to be a three way dance with Rocko Daymon, Damian Stone, and CJ Carnage, however, Mr. Carnage notified EPW offices and indicated he had some travel difficulties, and could not make the match. So, this will be a one-on-one encounter between Daymon and Stone!
MN: Travel difficulties, indeed. I bet he's at home right now, causing all kinds of carnage to his boyfr-
DT: Neely!
MN: What?
DT: Do I really need to tell you?
DM: Neely's in the doghouse!
DT: (head in his hands) Can we just get on with the match?
The lights dim as the opening of "Diary of Jane" begins to play over the PA. As the soft opening begins to play over the PA, fog begins to shoot up from the entranceway.
TONY FATORA: Ladies and gentlemen, this is a match scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit!
Once the main opening kicks in, out walks Echo first, looking around at the fans as Damian walks right out and to the right of the stage. He looks at the fans, throwing his right hand in the air. He then crosses the stage to the left side and poses for the fans. Walking back to the center of the stage, Echo drops to a knee as Damian stands behind her. Damian then looks up at the fans and points upward as red pyro explodes over his head to a round of cheers from the crowd.
TF: Introducing first... from St. Louis, Missourrrraaahh... standing SEVEN feet tall and tipping the scales at three hundred and forty-five pounds, accompanied by Echo... THIS... is DAMIIAAANNNNNN STOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!
They then rise and walk down the aisle, slapping hands with the fans. Echo sildes into the ring as Damian grabs the top rope and steps into the ring. Damian walks over to hard-camera side and throws his hand in the air. He then walks over to Echo who helps him take off his shirt and his coat. Turning around, he waits for the bell.
TF: And his opponent...
"Capricorn" by 30 Seconds to Mars plays over the PA system. Into an entourage of red lights, Rocko Daymon steps out of the curtain. He is followed by his manager and wife, Caitlyn Daymon. The two stand for several moments at the top of the ramp, gazing over the mass audience as their entrance is hailed. Finally, after sharing a glance to look into each others eyes, the Daymons stride down the ramp to the ring.
TF: Hailing from Tacoma, Washington... he stands six feet two inches tall, and weighs two hundred and forty-six pounds, accompanied by his wife and manager Caitlyn .... he.... IS... RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCKO DAYYYYYMONNNNN!!
When Daymon and Caitlyn arrive at ringside, Daymon slides under the bottom rope and comes onto his knees. Caitlyn Daymon stays at ringside, finding her place. Rocko looks at the mat for several moments, thinking about his performance and the importance of the match about to take place. Then, casting all thought aside, he pushes himself to his feet and goes into his corner, ready for action. Official Andrew Gardell calls for the bell, and we're underway!
DT: Lock up between Stone and Daymon. Neither man really getting the advantage yet... WHOA! There's a shove by Stone and he sends Daymon backwards all the way into the corner!
Stone taunts Daymon as Daymon holds on to the corner ropes and looks around. He comes out of the corner, and once again, the two men lock up, and once again, Stone fires Daymon back into the corner.
DM: Remember that Daymon IS giving up almost a foot and a hundred pounds to the big man. Daymon's impact game isn't going to work here tonight at all. He's going to have to find another way to beat Stone.
DT: Here comes Daymon out of the corner... Stone moves to lock up again, but Daymon ducks underneath. Stone turns around, and there's a right hand from Daymon! Another right hand! A third! He's impacting the big man, but I don't know how much it's affecting him! Daymon's got Stone backed up a couple steps, but Stone's a long way from going down!
Daymon winds up and fires off another right hand, but Stone catches Daymon's hand! Daymon fires a left, but Stone catches it as well, and Stone has Daymon in a Roman knuckle lock! Stone pushes down and over on Daymon's hands, and immediately, Daymon is down on one knee, yelling out in pain! Stone yells and pushes a little harder, and Daymon drops to both knees. Caitlyn cheers him on from ringside.
MN: Daymon better find a way out of this, or he's going to need new sets of fingers!
Stone keeps squeezing Daymon's hands and bending them over, and Daymon continues to yell out in pain. Daymon looks for a way out, but doesn't really see one. He fights his way back to one knee, but Stone pushes and sends Daymon back down, but Daymon uses the momentum to roll to his back, and kick up with both feet, driving Stone square in the chin!
DT: What a shot by Daymon!
MN: I think I see a few of Stone's teeth in the floor in front of us!
Daymon gets back to his feet, shaking out his hands as Stone clutches his chin and mouth with both hands, and Daymon steps up and drives a couple right hands into Stone's face, before going downstairs and kicking away at Stone's left knee!
DT: Daymon's kicks are making the big man limp and stumble, but he won't go down!
Stone walks around the ring, hanging on to the top rope, limping, as Daymon keeps pounding away at his knee. A few more kicks, and Daymon grabs Stone and hoists him up with a big yell, and drops him down into a big kneebreaker!
MN: Stone still won't go down!
DM: But Daymon's taking the right approach! If Stone can't stand, he can't use any of his power moves, and leaves him wide open for Daymon!
Daymon lands a couple more right hands, and Stone starts teetering. Daymon takes off and hits the ropes, and comes back with a running clohtesline! Stone is leaning way backwards, trying to hold on, but not quite over yet!
DT: I think he's going to go!
Daymon takes off and hits the ropes again, and this time comes back with a massive discus punch!
DT: Hand of God!
MN: TIMMMMMBBBUUUURRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
DT: Stone is down!
The crowd cheers and Daymon is all fired up! He starts stomping away at Stone's knee, as Gardell administers his five-count. Daymon breaks at four, and goes right back to the knee. Once again, Gardell starts his five count, and Daymon breaks at four. Daymon sets Stone's knee on the bottom rope, and leaps high into the air, before coming down into a sitting position on Stone's knee. Stone cries out in pain, and Daymon once again leaps into the air, and comes down on the knee. Gardell warns Daymon to get Stone off the ropes, so Daymon complies, and rolls out of the ring, and Gardell starts his count. Daymon grags Stone to the corner from the outside, and wraps Stone's knee HARD around the ring post!
MN: That'll mess your knee up hard.
DM: Yes, you could dislocate your patella, or tear your anterior cruciate ligament very easily with this move.
MN: Um, yeah, that's exactly what I said!
As Stone is curled up in the corner clutching his knee, Daymon rolls back into the ring at the count of 7, and referee Gardell has a chat with him about all the counts, and warns Daymon to stay within the rules. As the two men are talking, Stone slowly begins to pull himself up in the corner. Daymon and the official complete their talk, and Daymon sees Stone all hunched over in the corner. Daymon takes off to the opposite corner, and breaks into a run.
MN: I hear the train a-comin...
DT: Phantom Train by Daymon! But wait a sec! NO! Stone got a big boot up into the back of Daymon's head as he charged in! Daymon went down like he's been shot!
Stone grabs Daymon and pulls him to his feet, before slamming his face into the top turnbuckle, continuously, and the crowd counts along...
1...2...3...4...5...
Stone lets go of Daymon, and Daymon stumbles out of the corner, where Stone LEVELS him with a clothesline. Stone takes a moment to walk around on his knee, trying to get the strength back, to ignore the pain, and he limps back over to Daymon and pulls him to his feet. He puts Daymon in a full nelson, before quickly and violently slamming Daymon to the canvas with a full nelson slam! Stone, though, falls to one knee, and favors his other leg.
DT: Stone is still able to hit some of his power moves, but it's taking a toll on him as well as hurting Daymon. You'd think he'll want to put Daymon away quickly, before his knee gives out!
DM: That knee took a ton of punishment, and you're absolutely right, Dave. Stone HAS to put Daymon away before any more damage is done to that knee, or it becomes weak enough that his power arsenal is rendered useless.
Stone pulls Daymon to his feet, and nails him with a heavy right hand, before whipping Daymon to the ropes. Daymon rebounds, and Stone PLANTS him with a powerslam! Stone takes a moment to clutch his leg, then slowly makes the cover...
1...
2...
DT: KICKOUT!
Stone gets to his feet, and pulls Daymon up after him. He fires Daymon to the ropes, and as he rebounds, Stone ducks his head for a back body drop, but Daymon sees this and leaps over top, attempting a sunset flip!
DT: But Stone is just too big! Daymon can't pull him over!
MN: Wait a minute! Stone just reached down and grabbed Daymon by the throat! He's pulling him out from under him! He's lifting him up! WOW, WHAT A CHOKESLAM!
DM: That's just a sick display of power from Stone!
The crowd lets out a big "OHHHHH!" as Stone sends Daymon crashing into the mat, but Stone once again buckles and falls to one knee. He crawls over and covers Daymon...
1...
2...
2.5!
DT: If Stone could just shut out the pain in his leg, he should have this match! Stone picks up Daymon now, and OH MY! Belly to belly suplex from Stone, and that could be all! There's a quick cover!
1...
2...
2.9!
DT: Kickout by Daymon! What a trooper!
Stone gets to his feet, and signals that the match is going to be all over. He pulls Daymon to his feet, and once again grabs him around the throat, ready for another top-notch chokeslam! But just before Stone can hoist Daymon up, Daymon starts kicking away furiously at Stone's knee! Stone drops Daymon to keep from going down, and Daymon immediately boots Stone in the guts and plants him with a double arm DDT!
DM: Awesome counter from Daymon!
DT: Both men are down! Daymon's recovering.. wait, no, here he goes to make a cover!
1...
2...
Kickout!
Daymon pulls Stone to his feet, and whips him to the ropes. Stone rebounds, and Daymon nails him with a spinebuster! Another cover!
1...
2...
Kickout!
DT: Daymon's pulling out all the stops here, but it's not quite enough! He pulls Stone to his feet, and boots him in the guts for good measure! Daymon heads to the ropes... GOOD GRIEF!!!
MN: Stone just about broke Daymon in half with that spear!!
DM: I don't think he got all of it though, Neels... remember Stone had to push off that bad knee, but he did catch Daymon hard!
Stone is down holding his knee, but he fights to get to all fours, and he crawls over to Daymon, and drapes an arm over him for the cover...
1...
2....
3!
DT: NO!! NO WAY!! DAYMON GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!
Stone can't believe it, and he's hounding the official for the three count! Gardell shakes his head and motins with his foot to the bottom rope, where Daymon's foot is still laying across it. Stone sits stunned for several moments, and slowly begins to get to his feet. Once up, favoring his leg, he pulls Daymon off the ropes, and up to his feet.
DT: Looks like Stone is setting up for a big move... possibly the JJE?
MN: Looks like it, Thomas! He's going to break Daymon's neck! He won't get up from that!
Stone hoists Daymon up to his shoulders, and takes a second to adjust Daymon on his shoulders, and as he does, Daymon starts squirming and kicking violently, trying to knock Stone off balance!
DM: Daymon's trying to kick his way out of this! If he can only get Stone going backwards...
Stone fights, but Daymon's rapid struggling is taking the big man off balance, and Stone eventually goes over backwards, and Daymon tucks himself against Stone's back, so that when they come down, Daymon has Stone in a Crucifix pin! Gardell jumps into position...
1...
2...
3!!!
Gardell calls for the bell, and the crowd cheers as "Capricorn" by 30 Seconds to Mars begins to play over the PA! Caitlyn slides into the ring to give Daymon a big hug!
DT: Wow, he did it! Daymon stole this match right out from under Stone!
TF: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match.. by pinfall.... RRRRRRRRRRRROCKOOOOOO DAAAAYYYYYYMOOONNNNNN!
Caitlyn and Daymon celebrate in the ring, as Stone sits on the canvas, stunned!
DT: An outstanding victory for Daymon, and a fantastic showing for Stone! Folks, we'll be right back with more action, right here on EPW's AGGRESSION!!
(Irishred and Jomo say their goodbyes outside of an old airfield outside of Seattle. Jomo does business with what appears to be the last of the Woodstock generation bred with a clan of Bigfoots. Irishred is cussing his cell phone, finally throwing it as far as he can. He turns directly into a huge set of breasts on what he hopes is a female of this clan.)
Rose: "Man the vibe I'm pulling off of you is major negative suger. Why don't you tell sweet little Rose what's troubling you baby? Let me set your chakra right."
(Irishred takes a step back and looks up at the obviously stoned woman.)
Irishred: “Sweet. Little. Rose. I'm sure one third of that statement is true. Listen my "chakra" is fine. I'm always negative, and right now I can't get seem to get a cab to the Key Arena. So unless you happen to be a cabbie...I really don't have the time.”
Rose: "Baby...you're in luck. We'll be driving right by the arena as we take our load of Mr. Jomo's fish to market. You just climb on in the Love Bus with all of us and we'll get you there."
(Irishred watches as the group of 5 men and women load Jomo's fish into the back of the Volkswagon Van.)
Irishred: “I'm going to be sitting with the fish aren't I?”..(under his breath) “Boy, Ryan are you gonna pay for this….”