The finals of the KOC tournament started off with the two teams entering the ring in different fashions, as Priest and Eisenkreuz walked out together while Beast and Miles had their separate intros. After all four men got in the ring, The Forsaken brought out their couch from F-TV and put it on the ramp way, and sat down to watch the match.
Early on Miles and Beast’s general distrust for each other led to a series of near falls for Priest who just kept hitting move after move on whoever got into the ring with him. After a while of this Miles finally caught him with a swinging neck breaker and began to work him over. Priest then spent a great deal of time being beaten on but still fighting off Miles and Beast, who, in spite of their misgivings with each other, showed excellent tag team tactics in cutting the ring off and refusing to let Priest tag in Eisenkreuz.
Eisenkreuz became more and more angry as Priest kept being away from making the tag, and after a while made repeated efforts to charge into the ring, normally getting in a few shots on Miles and Beast before being dragged back to his corner by the ref. This process also wasn’t any good for Priest, who had to suffer many double team beatings behind the ref’s back.
Finally after Priest and Beast double clotheslined each other, Priest crawled to his corner to make the tag, but this time Miles shot across the ring and clotheslined Eisenkreuz off the apron, Beast made it to his feet and then blasted Priest with an Absolution 2K4 for the pin and the victory in the KoC tournament.
After the pinfall the Forsaken cheered joyfully for Beast and Miles before leaving the stage.
WINNERS OF THE KoC- “Cocky” Craig Miles & Beast
DT: So now, probably the moment I’ve dreaded the most…….
DM: The payment on your sex change operation is coming due?
DT: Uh…no. Actually, it’s the debut of the Olvir Arsvinnar – Troy Douglas team.
DM: Oh. Cuz you have a balloon payment you know.
DT: (sigh) ANYWAY………these two were placed together to take on the current World Tag Team Champions, The Forsaken.
MN: Olvir and Troy look like they want to start this match off for their respected teams.
DM: Troy quickly grapples Olvir and pushes the bigger man to the neutral corner. The ref orders Troy to back out and he does. Olvir steps out of the corner shaking his finger at Troy.
MN: To be completely honest, Troy had no business man handling Olvir like that. I mean seriously if he makes Olvir angry it won't be good for Douglas.
DT: Troy Douglas slaps Olvir's hand away and Olvir is fuming but Douglas doesn't care as he nails him with a square punch right to the jaw. Olvir reels back into the corner and Douglas charges in with a stiff knee.
DM: Well Neely it looks like it didn't matter that Olvir got pissed.
MN: Just you wait.
DT: With a irish whip Olvir goes flying face first into the other neutral corner and comes stumbling backwards out. Douglas hooks him... neckbreaker!
DM: Now he's dragging Olvir to the corner and looks ready to make the first tag of the match. He tags in Johansson and he quickly drops an elbow to the back of Olvir's head.
MN: Come on VIKING! RUSSIAN! PORNSTAR! MEGADETH LOVER! POONTANG GRABBER! NEELY WET DREAMER....
DM: WHAT?
MN: What?
DM: What?
DT: What.. wait... focus on the match. Johansson pulls Olvir up who with a quick motion pulls down Johansson's tights! Matt is caught off guard as Olvir makes a charge for a tag and reaches out and slaps in Felix Red!
DM: Red steps through the ropes and immediately clotheslines an incoming Johansson.
MN: Here we go.. now it's gonna get good.
DT: Red follows up his clothesline with multiple boots to the chest... lifting Matt up now he hooks him and suplexes him to the mat! Red back on his feet pulls Matt up by the hair and whips him across the ring and he comes flying back into the backflip kick from Felix! Damn he almost took his head off with that.. Red hooks the leg for the cover.. 1...2..no!
DM: Felix is upset with the count but ignores it as he goes back to work on Johansson.
DT: He sends Johansson into his own corner and tags in The First.
MN: This match is over.. the ref might as well call it already!
DM: The tag goes to The First. He jumps over the ropes and together The Forsaken lay into Johansson in the corner nailing him with multiple kicks while Olvir laughs crazily at the situation.
DT: The ref finally gets Red out of the ring while Matt slowly stumbles out of the corner. The First dropkicks Johansson to the mat. He taunts Storms and Storms steps through the ropes only to be stopped by the ref. Johansson is on his feet and takes a swing at The First who ducks it.. drops to the mat and NAILS him with a low blow!
MN: YES! Look at OlViR he's making the ring shake with his yelling and stomping! This man needs to be let back in the ring already!
DM: I think The First agrees with you. He makes the tag to the huge beast of a man.
DT: Olvir steps in the ring and walks over to the fallen Johansson who rolls on his back and kicks at the standing Olvir... Olvir angered by the kicks goes in again to pick up the fallen Johansson but he escapes his grasp and stumbles his way to tagging in Storms!
DM: Storms.. sizes up Olvir from across the ring who seems to be staring directly at Douglas?
MN: He wants a piece of the intercontinental champion.
DT: Shaking his finger at Storms he points to Douglas who immediately tags himself in and tells Storms that he's got it. Douglas and Olvir lock up in the middle of the ring again and neither is moving. Olvir finally overpowers Douglas and nails him with an elbow to the back.
MN: Douglas doesn't know what he's gotten himself into!
DM: Olvir picks Douglas up and slings him across the ring into the turnbuckle and comes flying in with a huge splash. Douglas.. crumpled falls out onto his knees.
DT: Olvir pounds his chest in excitement as he drags Douglas to the center of the ring. He hooks Douglas up for the Berserker BOMB if this hits it will be the end for Douglas. But he.. is... what is he doing?
DM: That question is not new when it concerns this idiot.
MN: I see what it is... DAMN she's hot!
DT: Olvir throws Douglas off to the side and both of his team members are confused themselves. Olvir walks over the ropes and drops down to ringside and the ref slowly starts counting confused as well. Olvir goes to the fans and reaches out his arm and through the mess emerges a beautiful and big breasted blonde. Olvir scoops her up and lifts her onto his shoulder.
MN: HAHAHA This is amazing!
DM: He's pointing towards the locker rooms and is headed that way and the unknown female seems delighted to come along!
DT: This is insanity and the ref doesn't understand it either. Douglas gets to his feet and sees what's going on but he doesn't want to win this way. He charges out of the ring and catches up to Olvir who's half way up. Douglas spins him around and takes the female off his shoulder.
MN: Uh oh..
DM: That pissed him off.
DT: Douglas ducks a straight punch from Olvir and nails him with a knee to the gut. He throws Olvir face first down onto the rampway and kicks him in the back of the head. Wait what's this? Is that Larry Tact?
DM: It sure is.
MN: Tact is just coming down to check out Olvir in action.. that is all.
DM: Sure Mike.
DT: Douglas rolls Olvir into the ring and turns around to see Tact smiling at him. Douglas confused with what he's doing here throws his arms up in the air asking Tact to bring it.. but he doesn't and is just staring at him.
MN: Better not keep your eyes off Olvir too long now.
DM: Olvir is up and he's enraged! He's looking crazily around the ring for the female but can't find her.. he looks down and sees Douglas with his back turned to him. He pounds his chest multiple times and charges out of the ring towards the time keeper!
MN: Oh my god he's lost it!!
DT: Grabbing his battle axe he runs around the ring towards Douglas and takes a huge swing with it but Douglas at the last second ducks it and the ref's seen enough ringing the bell! Tact laughs at Douglas and makes his way back up the ramp as Douglas backs away from the crazed viking.
MN: The ref is trying to pull the axe out of Olvir's hand and now he has the ref in his sights.
DM: The female runs to Olvir and pats him on the back and he turns around almost chopping her head off but stops and calms down as she pats him on the chest.
DT: This is insanity. All of this to have the match end in disqualification.
MN: We are lucky Olvir didn't his hands on the ref.