DT: Our second match of the night features newcomer Aran Dishon and returning superstar John Doe.
DM: I’m excited to see what this new guy Dishon can do Dave. Everything I’ve heard has been good. Of course we already know a bit about John Doe. This is shaping up to be a strong test for both men.
MN: Doe says he’s back for the fans this time. It kinda makes you wanna vomit, huh?
DM: I’m not sure what you mean Mike. It’s a legitimate reason. We all know how intense the roar of the fans can be when your music is playing and you’re standing on that stage. Well… you don’t.
MN: YES I DO! I’ve been there and done that.
DM: Your high school musical isn’t quite the same Mike.
MN: You promised me you’d never mention that on air, Dean.
DM: Aaaand, you believed me…
DT: Here comes the challenger, “Reckless” Aran Dishon.
DM: I’m honestly really looking forward to seeing what this guy can do. He has decent size for a high flyer and looks like he might have some power to compliment it. That combined with superb aerial skills gives him quite a repertoire and huge potential.
MN: I’m still not quite sure how I feel about him Dean. I don’t think the fans do either. I think we’ll see where his allegiances lie later on down the road. Will he kiss up to the sloths that fill the seats in these arenas every week? Or will he take the path of accolades and glory, using every advantage he can to get a leg up on the competition?
DT: I wouldn’t call our fans sloths Mike. Who do you think pays your bills?
MN: Dan Ryan and Lindsay Troy.
DM: They don’t like you either.
DT: Here comes Dishon now.
“For The Love of the Game” by Pillar blasts over the sound system and “Reckless” Aran Dishon gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. The twenty-one year-old is wearing white shorts, elbow and knee pads as well as black tape on his fingers. His brown hair is cut short and he has a youthful skip to his step as he walks down the ramp and gets in the ring.
TF: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight our first bout is scheduled for one-fall. Introducing the challenger…. At five-feet-eleven and two-hundred twelve pounds…. He hails from Dallas, Texas…. ‘RRRRRRRRecklesssssssss’… ARRRRRRRANNNNNNN…. DIIISSSSHHHHHHHONNNNNN!!!!!!!
“Who Are You” by The Who blasts over the PA as John Doe makes his return to an EPW ring. The fans are in an uproar for the superstar as we hear the first big pop of the night. John Doe is soaking it in as a smile slowly creeps onto his face. He walks down the ramp slapping and sometimes even shaking fans’ hands.
DM: It’s good to have him back.
MN: Whatever.
Doe continues to make his way up to the ring while shaking hands. He climbs through the ropes and takes in more of the cheers. He walks over to his corner as Tony Fatora takes center stage.
TF: And your returning superstar, ladies and gentlemen…. He’s six-foot one, two-ten and his hometown is still unknown… bring it in again for JOOOHHHHHHNNNNNNNN DDDOOOOOOOOOEEE!!!!!!
DT: That’s quite an ovation for the returning superstar. The fans seem to love him.
MN: They also love men in tight underwear and PBR. I wouldn’t get a big head if I were him.
DT: It looks like this one’s going to start fast, as these two seem to be just itching to use their fists. The bell rings and both men shoot out of their corners like dragsters. Dishon goes for a flying elbow, but Doe ducks underneath it. They both stop and turn toward each other. Locking horns, the bigger Doe gains an advantage and tosses Aran into the ropes. Doe catches Dishon with a flying forearm smash and smiles as he gets his first taste of being back. Dishon is up like lightning and puts Doe in a standing sleeper.
DM: Wow! Did you see how fast Dishon moved there?! That’s serious speed.
DT: Dishon has a grip in tight as Doe falls to one knee. He’s trying to inch closer and closer to the ropes, but he’s a long way away. Finally he catches him at a stand-still position with both knees on the mat and Doe fighting for air. He’s bent over and trying his hardest to get out of this clutch. The crowd is on his side and roaring for him to get out of it. He’s waving, hand in the air, looking for support.
DM: Listen to this crowd, Mike.
MN: I don’t understand how it’s helping him get out of this sleeper though Dave. I mean, moral support can’t replace oxygen. What’s the deal?
DM: His adrenaline is kicking in here.
DT: Doe fights his way out of the hold and has all the momentum now. He lands a gorgeous Tornado DDT followed by an Irish Whip to Hurricanrana and picks up Dishon for a German Suplex. As the crowd goes wild he sets up Aran and executes a flawless Snapmare-dropkick to the head combo. The fans cheer as he makes the pin.
One….
Two….
T…
And Dishon kicks out very quickly after the two count.
DM: John Doe may have forgotten who he is, but he hasn’t forgotten his way around the wrestling ring.
DT: These two men are exchanging blows now before Dishon catches one and drags Doe down into an armbar. He gets an opportunity to really do some damage before Doe finally makes it to the ropes. Dishon breaks the hold, but uses his position to land a nice Tiger Suplex. He picks up Doe and pulls off a modified Spinebuster at a higher angle. He follows it up with a Brainbuster Suplex.
DM: Dishon’s registry of maneuvers suit him well, as it sets up his devastating finisher, A-Dishon by Subtraction. At this rate we may see it tonight.
DT: And here is looks like Dishon is going to climb the turnbuckle. He’s well known for his spectacular aerial skills…. OH wow! A Diving neckbreaker on his fallen opponent. That was a brutal collision.
MN: Man I love this guy’s moves. Maybe I can talk him into flipping off the crowd or staging a mass kidnapping. I can see the evil in his eyes.
DM: Are you using your regular eye or your lazy eye?
MN: I don’t have a lazy eye.
DM: Well that’s because you can’t tell. People with lazy eyes don’t realize it when they look in the mirror…
MN: What?! Really?! Oh my god! Please tell me you’re lying!
DT: Here’s the pin..
One….
Two….
Thr…. NO!
Doe kicks out. You can see the resilience now. He doesn’t want anyone spoiling his comeback. He’s fighting to get to his feet, but the new guy, Dishon, looks determined. He grabs Doe and whips him into the ropes… Fireman’s Carry Slam! This guy is really in the zone. He picks up Doe again and executed a cradle neckbreaker.
DM: I don’t know how much more punishment Doe can take. Dishon is relentless.
MN: Who cares how much he can take? Just keep piling it on!
DT: Doe is dazed on his feet now as Aran bounces off the middle rope and hits a brilliant Spinning Wheel Kick. And here’s his Signature Move, it’s a modified Sliced Bread #2 with a full rotation. He calls it ‘Kids Do the Darndest Things’ and its definitely trouble for Doe. The fans don’t know what to think as Dishon is back to back with Doe. He pulls Doe up over his head and lands a flawless sit-down powerbomb.
DM: There it is… A-Dishon by Subtraction.
MN: And there goes Doe’s last coherent thought for the next few minutes.
DT: Dishon locks Doe down and pulls him in for the cover….
1…
2….
3!!!!
‘Reckless’ Aran Dishon wins his first match in EPW with a perfectly executed and dominating finisher. “For Love of The Game” by Pillar hits as Aran leaves to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
DM: I liked what I saw from both guys tonight Dave. Doe made Dishon work hard for this win and might’ve pulled it off himself if it weren’t for the incredible momentum Dishon rode to the finish line.
MN: I really loved it too. Especially as the fans fell silent when their beloved Doe started getting dropped on his head.
DM: Get help Mike.
DT: Word is Fusenshoff is making his way into the arena. He’s been delayed a few minutes because he was busy signing autographs on a bus.
MN: You mean public transportation?! They still have that?!
DM: I’ve heard rumors that he never drives anywhere…
MN: Doesn’t he have a driver’s license?
DM: Really Mike? You just asked if the biggest drunk you know has a driver’s license…
MN: Wow… yeah… what was I thinking?
The scene cuts backstage to Fusenshoff walking into the building. Walking in, he’s looking around when he sees the cameraman shooting him. Looking at him funny, Fusenshoff just keeps walking when a random event staff worker approaches Fuse. The guy is small and thin with a bit of a stutter.
Event Staff worker: Hello F- Fusenshoff.
Fusenshoff: Hi.
ES: I w- was told to give you a message.
Fusenshoff: By who?
ES: I c- can’t say…
Fusenshoff has a permanent look of mildly perturbed confusion on his face as he looks from the staff worker, back at the cameraman, and then back to the staff worker.
Fusenshoff: Well tell me the message then I guess.
ES: I was told to t-tell you to wait in the ring after your match tonight.
Now Fusenshoff looks really confused and more annoyed. The first thing that springs to his mind is the conniving tactics of Stalker.
Fusenshoff: Well now what the hell am I supposed to think about that? I’ve been dealing with nonsense like this since I joined EPW and I FINALLY thought I was rid of it.
The event staff worker doesn’t say a thing, just staring at Fusenshoff and flinching a few times.
Fusenshoff: Give me a clue who told you to tell me that.
ES: I c- can’t.
Fusenshoff frowns, then starts searching through his pockets. He finds a receipt for a half-gallon he bought yesterday and a couple Canadian loonies that have been in his coat for months. Finally he finds something he could potentially barter with.
Fusenshoff: Tell you what, I’ll give you this. Just give me a hint.
ES: A shot g- glass?! You’re trying to b- bribe me with a shot glass?
Fusenshoff: It has the Canadian flag on it.
ES: SO?!!!
The event staff worker now has the same look of slightly annoyed confusion that Fusenshoff presented minutes earlier. Fuse rolls his eyes and seems impatient.
Fusenshoff: I just spent the last couple bucks I have in my wallet on the bus fare, but I’ll take you out drinking after the show if you give me anything I can use. You have my word, every drink’s on me.
The event staff worker thinks it over for a few seconds and weighs his options. He’s a bright guy and knows a win-win when he sees it.
ES: I’ll tell you this much… it should at least calm your s- sneaking suspicions…
The worker pauses for emphasis. After all, he’s on camera.
Fusenshoff: Go ahead.
ES: He’s g- got an accent.
Fusenshoff: An accent?!
The event staff worker simply nods his head. Now Fuse looks really confused.