[We open with scenes from last week's Sunday Night Brawl. The video package highlights Chiron Cross forcing Ricky Chambers to tap out, Dane nailing Walker with a chair, costing them the match against Sloan and Blair, Blood making Maniac his next sacrifice, and Chemical X making his surprise return as he attacked Team Danger.]

[Cut. Fade in to the Wednesday Night Pop logo.]

[Lightning strikes the Pop logo, giving it a bluish glow. The logo blacks out, and the camera pans around the sold out PhilipsArena in Atlanta, Georgia. A huge blast of pyro erupts from the stage as the crowd erupts in cheers. The pyro continues to blast off as the camera focuses on the announce table where Teddy Turnbuckle and Bobby Crane sit.]

TT: Hello everybody and welcome to Atlanta, Georgia! I am Teddy Turnbuckle, and alongside me is the one, the only, "Beautiful" Bobby Crane! We are coming to you live from a sold out Philips Arena, and man do we have a card on hand for you tonight!

BC: That's right, Teddy! Tonight, we will have Ricky Chambers, Tony Floyd, and Chemical X in a cage match! I've been waiting for this match since it was announced last week!

TT: Chemical X's in ring return will definately be amazing! But that's not the only huge match tonight! We're going to see our Mid-Atlantic Champion, Dan Lynch go one on one with our National Champion, Jimmy Sartyr! People have been talking about this match all week, it should be amazing!

BC: Don't forget about our huge main event, Teddy! Eric Dane, Paul Blair, Mike Sloan, and Tyrone Walker will be squaring off in a huge fatal four way match! Can Team Danger get along, or are we going to see a huge brawl break out tonight?!

TT: It's time to go to our first match of the night!

BC: Impact equals ratings. Ratings equal money and fame.

TT: Got that right.

BC: Hold on I'm not done. Bad first match equals a
lot more work.

TT: You heard it from Professor Crane.

BC: Thank you very much.

[Suddenly "Motivation" by T.I hits on the PA system to the displeasure of the CWF fans. Most boo, yet some are unsure of there reactions. Suddenly Onyx steps out from behind the curtain leading to the back. He waits on the top of the walkway, and quickly hits both his hands together, mainly his knuckles. They are protected though by his black gloves. He tilts his head to the right, then quickly to the left. Then he begins making his way down to the ring, avoiding all the fans who reach over the barricade. He slides into the ring, and waits for his opponent.]

BC: I take it this would be Onyx.

[Then "Stockholm Syndrome" by Muse hits over the Pa system, and the fans keep booing, yet there are more cheers this time then there was with Onyx. Matthew Logan steps out wearing a pair of faded black pants, and a pair of black matching boots. Yet Matthew keeps a solemn look on his face. Not excitement, anger, happiness or any other emotion, it's blank. He begins making his way down to the ring.]

BC: And this would be "Mr. Happy" Matthew Logan?

TT: Shut up. You know one day I hope one of these guys hears you and comes up
here.

BC: Good point. You wouldn't walk away from your job of announcing while he
does come up here right.

TT: No of course not why?

BC: Because I'm going to throw you in front of me and run.

TT: Nice.

[ Then "The Greatest" by T.I hits, and the crowd stops booing, and begins cheering as Erik Olson appears from behind the curtain pumped up about his match. He uses the fans cheers and applause to get even more pumped. Then it all ends as Jimmy Sartyr pops out from the curtain with a chair, and racks it around Erik Olsen's back, sending shockwaves through the crowd, and echoes throughout the arena. ]

BC: Looks like his match is kinda cut short now.

[ Olsen goes down clutching his back. Sartyr lifts the chair above his head again, and goes to bring it down but Olsen manages to connect with a kick to Sartyr's chest. He drops the chair, and kneels over clutching his chest. Olsen takes this opportunity to get up quickly and begins landing right hands on Sartyr. Sartyr begins answering back with blows of his own. Both men begin fighting it out, and eventually Olsen throws Sartyr
back through the curtain, and goes after him leaving only Onyx and Logan in the
ring to fight it out. ]

TT: Looks like it'll just be Matthew Logan and Onyx in the match tonight.

[ The ref then calls for the bell. ]

*DING! DING! DING!*

[Logan darts for Onyx attempting a running lariat just after the bell sounds. Onyx ducks, and delivers a stiff right hand to the back of Logan's head that knocks him off his feet, and sends him stumbling to the ground. Logan quickly gets back to his feet and
both men tie up. They both struggle to get the upperhand, when Onyx suddenly delivers a knee to Logan's gut. Onyx spins Logan around, and grabs him from behind for the Outlaw Drop.]

TT: Onyx has Logan in the air for one of his trademark moves!

[Onyx plants Logan with the move, and quickly makes the cover.]

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TT: Logan kicks out!

BC: That one almost ended quickly!

[Onyx gets back to his feet, and pulls Logan to his feet as well. He whips Logan in to the ropes, and attempts to clothesline Logan. Logan ducks under, hitting the ropes on the other side.]

BC: Let's see if Logan can connect with something
big.

TT: It would surely help him out.

[Logan flies back at Onyx, and drills him with a devestating big boot. Logan hits the mat with devestating impact. Logan quickly covers Onyx, hooking the near leg.]

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TT: It's going to take a little more than that to beat Onyx tonight!

[Logan quickly gets back to his feet, as does Onyx. Onyx throws a wild swing at Logan, but Logan ducks it. Logan grabs Onyx from behind, and plants him with an amazing bridging german suplex.]

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BC: That was close!

[Logan waits for Onyx to get back to his feet. He waits with his hands clapsed together. He swings at Onyx for a double axe handle, but misses. Onyx spins him around and nails him with a devestating face crusher. Onyx
stands up, and waits for Logan to get up. Logan slowly gets to his knees, and Onyx puts him in The Constrictor.]

BC: The Constrictor! That's Onyx's finishing move!

TT: Logan has to choices here! Reach the ropes, or tap out!

[Logan slowly gets to his feet, and back Onyx in to the corner. Onyx continues to add pressure as Logan begins to fade out. Logan rams Onyx in to the corner one last time, forcing Onyx to release the hold.]

BC: That was close!

[Logan falls to his knees holding his throat, as Onyx tries to use the ropes to stand in the corner. Logan slowly gets back to his feet, and delivers a back elbow to Onyx. Logan stomps away at Onyx, then backs off. He runs at Onyx and delivers a huge clothesline.]

BC: Logan is making a comeback here!

[Logan whips Onyx in to the ropes. He waits for Onyx on the rebound, and catches him with a belly to back overhead suplex. Logan quickly makes a cover.]

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[Logan gets back to his feet, and picks up Onyx. Onyx quickly rolls Logan up in a small package, and grabs a hand full of tights.]

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TT: Logan got screwed!

BC: That may be, but Onyx still is walking out as the winner tonight!

Announcer: Here is your winner, Onyx!

[Onyx rolls out of the ring with a smile on his face, as he looks at the reaction on a surprised Logan's face.]

TT: What a match! Next up inside the squared circle we have a triple threat match that is sure to be a testing grounds for all three men, but eyes are on Chiron Cross to see how he'll perform in tonights match-up.

BC: Oh, right. Chiron Cross is supposed to actually do something this week? Wake me up when it's over.

TT: My oh my, Bobby...let's go to the ring!

[“Twist” by Korn grinds into the air. Out walks the solid Foster Marcellus Gates, dressed in black tights, white boxing shoes and pugilist-style taped up hands. On his right leg is the word “Brotherly” in large blue print, and “Love” in yellow on the other. His gaze is intense as is his gait. He makes his way down the ramp and climbs the steps into the ring.]

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen! This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from Philadelphia Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 253 lbs, Foster Marcellus GATES!!!

[“Turning Japanese” by the Vapors begins to blare through out the arena. Mr. Klein and his henchmen step through the curtains followed by Lu Yen who where what appears to be a steal mask. Yen's bald head is covered in what appears to be ashes. As he drops to his knees the Pyro Explodes and The fans erupt at this strange man. Lu rolls under the ropes and immediatly climbs the ropes in the corner. He titls his head left to right as if trying to understand why the fans are cheering him. Klein stands in the center of the ring pointing his hands towards Yen. Yen hops off the ropes and begins to warm up for the match.]

Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman. Currently in the ring. He comes straight from Nagasaki Japan. He is the Japanese Freak. I give you the one...The only....LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU YEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!!!


[The Crowd erupts and begins to chant for Yen. Yen stops and again gives them a look through the thick metalic Red mask in disbelief]

Announcer: Last but not least, hailing from The Streets of the City, weighing in at 235 lbs., CHIRON CROSS!!!

[“They All Fall Down” by Grits thumps into the arena. Gold and silver pyro shoot into the air as Chiron, dressed in a leather trench coat, mirrored shades and black hip-hop pants makes his entrance. He points to the crowd on one side of the building as they pop. He does the same to the other side, with an equal amount of approval. He strides confidently and intensely down to the ring, mouthing a prayer under his breath. He leaps up to the apron and goes over the top rope, slamming his feet down on the mat as he lands.

The three men take care of their business and then turn their attention towards each other.]

DING DING DING

TT: The men begin circling each other...eyeing one another's position...Chiron jolts in the opposite direction and nails Gates with a sidekick to the ribs!!! Lu Yen makes for a reverse roundhouse kick and is blocked by Chiron executing a beautiful spinning toe hold!!! Only seconds into the match and Cross is already on fire!

BC: Was that a pun Teddy? And people think I'm offensive? Gates is back to his feet, that kick only fazed him for a few seconds...he comes down with a hard overhand right to Chiron's thick skull...Gates locks him up as Lu Yen kicks up on his feet and school-boys Chiron!!! Chiron inadvertently headbutts Gates, who reels backward into the ropes! Chiron begins to get up..Lu Yen ignores him and delivers a tremendous FLYING KICK TO GATES sending him overboard!!! Lu Yen turns back toward Chiron and gets plowed into the mat with a vicous spear! Gates is still trying to come back from that flying kick! He can barely push himself up! Chiron is going to town on Lu Yen, bombarding him with some powerful mounted punches...Chiron dismounts and picks a dazed Yen up off the mat...he turns him around and delivers a huge YAKUZA KICK to Lu Yen sending him right down to the mat!!!

TT: This one is looking rather one-sided folks!!! Chiron picks Lu Yen up off the mat once more, flipping him up over his shoulder and prepares for the Backflow!!! But here comes Gates on his second wind and delivers a blizzard of punches to Lu Yen's frame!!! Chiron drops Yen and and spins away from Gates...Lu Yen is out for the moment...Gates a hardened former boxer now preparing to pulverize Chiron and goes for the first punch...blocked by Chiron, who capitalizes with a massive boot to the right half of his ribs! Gates is favoring his side, leaving the other side wide open for a blitz attack! Chiron's hitting all the pressure points he can and Gates is in serious pain! Chiron picks up Gates and executes a spine shattering SPIRAL FIRE THUNDER!!! Gates is officially out cold! Cross goes for the pin...Lu Yen barely on his feet...the ref counts

1........2...........missile drop kick from Yen! Chiron flies off of Gates...Lu Yen stand Chiron up and hits him with an arm drag...NO!!! Chiron reverses it with a shoulder throw!!! Lu Yen is down on the mat!!! Chiron capitalizes with a reverse facelock with a knee planted firmly in Yen's back...Yen is growling in pain! Chiron slumps Yen over, standing him and HAMMERFALL!!! That Spiral Fire Thunder is getting good use tonight! Yen is down and not moving! But Chiron doesn't cover either man. Instead he goes to Gates who is stirring some...Gates is dragged to the center of the ring and receives several hard stomps for good measure!!! Yen is now getting dragged right alongside Gates and gets the stomps all the same...Chiron goes to the top turnbuckle...what is he going to do?

BC: He only needs to pin one guy! What a dork! A HUGE LEAP FROM THE TOP ROPE AND 450 SPLASH ONTO GATES AND YEN! Chiron goes for the cover and

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DING DING DING

Announcer: Here is your winner.....CHIROOOOONNNN CROOOOSSS!!!

[“They All Fall Down” by Grits once again bounces its bass off the walls. Chiron's arm is raised in victory, and he leaves the ring for the backstage.]

TT: The crowd is wild for this man, Bobby! He had pulled off perhaps the most impressive win yet since out return to the airwaves against a ruthless hardcore veteran and a brutal boxing champ! Those didn't even seem to have a chance!

BC: What kind of a guy would pin two when he only needed one?

TT: Give him a break, Crane! He's undefeated thus far and just walked all over his opponents. How long will his streak continue fans?

BC: He's had two matches and you're already making him out to some kind of champ when chump is the word!

TT: Alrighty then! I do think, and the fans will agree with me on this one, that it is time for Bobby Crane to get his keister back into that ring and prove whether you have the right to judge!

BC: Pish posh! This ring isn't big enough for a man like me!

TT: Again, fans, I'm getting word of some happenings in the back! Let's take a looksee!

[A camera tracks backstage to an open door leading into Chiron Cross' locker room, which is trashed from wall to wall. Chiron stands in the middle of the wake, staring at huge red letters scrawled across a wall that reads “Death to the whelp.” Chiron kicks a pile of junk that flies in pieces across the room as he quickly exits his room and charges his way to the ring area. Running down the ramp and sliding under the bottom rope, he catches a mic that is tossed his way.]

BC: Hip Hop revenge hits the ring! We might have a sneak preview of Fall Fever tonight!

Chiron: It seems we have our own little Prince Machiavelli skulkin' 'round! Maybe we gotta wait too long for our little throwdown this fall! Come on down then Blood! Let's see what you got ta offer chump! You ever messed with the streets? You done teased this dog with a bloody hand, Fairy! Bring it!

[The lights dim. The CWF-Tron lights up with the face of Blood backlit by streetlights of a parking area behind the Phillips Arena.]

Blood: So the dark horse fights the reins. Don't you know that you are controlled by my will? But now, having resisted me and tampered with my plans, you will have to suffer the future impact of your decisions with finality. Will you have the guts to persevere through the gauntlet I have created just for you Chiron? You are no more than another would-be conquerer of myself, another in the string of endless victims powerless to stop the swath of destruction that is Blood! And to show you how powerless you are in preserving your own skin, I've brought along a friend to help me demonstrate. And please note, it worked on one much more powerful than you.

[Standing behind Blood is a Chiron Cross fan, decked out in a shirt bearing his logo and wearing replica shades. Blood approaches him and puts an arm around the young man's shoulder.]

Blood: So, you're a big Chiron Cross fan are you? What's your name son?

Fan: Kyle.

Blood: And you'd like to meet him no doubt?

Fan: Yeah!

[Blood looks at the camera sending an ominous chill. Without warning, he drives a knee into the gut of the young man and walks briskly off camera as the kid lay on the ground. Back in the ring, Chiron leaps out of the ring stampedes through security and on down the backstage area. The cameraman does his best to keep up with Chiron, but loses him as he turns a corner and exits the arena. As the camera turns the same corner opens the door to catch up with him, Blood is dragging Chiron by the collar of his leather trench coat with one hand, carrying a dented metal pipe in the other. Blood scrapes Chiron's body over the pavement and on toward a silver coffin set on a wheeled cart table with the initials CC on the lid. Blood opens it and slumps Chiron inside, leaning into his face to make sure he hears his words.]

Blood: You see the price you pay for transgressing against me? Do you see now the true face of the one you foolishly seek to subvert? Where is the power of your street life now Chiron? And where, oh where, is that God you claim to serve? You clearly have been posing for us all along!

[Blood slams shut the lid and locks in tight. From underneath the cart he brings out a red, five gallon gas can and soaks the entire casket with the whole thing. With a simple gesture he lights a zippo and tosses it onto the lid. The coffin ignites like a huge ball of flame. Blood puts a foot on one end of the coffin and pushes it out into the parking area, rolling and rolling and rolling slightly downhill toward the street.]

TT: I CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT I”VE JUST SEEN! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT BOBBY!?

BC: Uh...um...whoa...

[The kid comes back on screen, holding his stomach, and approaches Blood who hands the kid a fifty. The kid scurries away. Another camera follows security outside, but Blood is nowhere to be seen and several rush to Chiron's death bed with fire extinguishers.]

[Fade to commercial.]

[Teddy Turnbuckle is the first face we see when we come back.]

TT: What a chaotic night, folks! Let's try to get on with the show! Next up we have one heck of a match up for you tonight fans!

BC: Ricky Chambers is going to die! It's inhumane!

TT: He signed the contract, Bobby! Now quit whining and let's get to it!

[Welcome To The Ricky Chambers' Show is played throughout the arena as "Your Stories, My Alibies" by Matchbook Romance begins to play throughout the arena as red and white pyro shoot off three times and Ricky Chambers steps out onto the entrance ramp wearing his black, white and red baggy tights with a big "C"on it and no shirt as the crowd has a mixed reaction to this CWF main eventer...]

Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, First, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is The REEAAALL DEAAAL, RICKYYYYYY CHAAMMMBERRRRSSSS!

[Ricky pats his chest and kisses his two fingers on each hand. He points them both up in the air and pats his chest once again. He begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring. He begins to jog down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. He climbs all four turnbuckles and pats his chest, then kisses his two fingers on each hand, points to the sky and pats his chest each time. He jumps down from the last turnbuckle and sits down in the corner waiting for his opponent.]

BC: My friend, I feel for you! Use the chair!

TT: Did I mention that he signed the contract for this match? Can you truly understand it was his choice?

BC: NO! Someone forced him into this!

[“Open Your Eyes” by Alter Bridge chugs into the arena. A flaming arch ignites over the entrance. Through the thick smoke wafting about the stage walks the massive Tony Floyd, wearing black wrestling boots, pair of blue jean shorts, black shoulder length hair. On his hands are black weight lifting gloves, and on his right arm near the shoulder is a tattoo that reads
“In god we trust,
Vengeance is mine,
Sayeth the Lord,
No Fear”]

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, hailing from Hell New Mexico, weighing in at 346 lbs., the American Titan, TONYYYYYYY FLOYYYYD!

[The crowd pops as he makes his way down the ramp, jets of flame shooting up on either side of him as he passes by. He raises his arms and points to the crowd on either side of him. He takes a running leap up to the apron and steps over the top rope. He raises both arms above his head, eyes intense as he surveys the crowd, who respond with a roar.]

TT: What an impressive specimen we have before us. Not since the likes of Magnus Thunder have we seen a man like this!

BC: Shut up, Teddy. Thunder's a big fat HAS BEEN! And there's only one guy in that ring that deserves a belt just for stepping into such a cruel mess, that's Ricky Chambers!

TT: Whatever we see tonight will be one for the record books!

[“Dipset Anthem” by Dipset thumps away as a huge shower of sparks rain out over the stage. Out into the sparks is driven a Black '05 Ford F-150. It rumbles down the ramp and stops just ten feet from the ring. Chemical X hops out of the cab, a sly look crossing his gaze as he struts to the metal steps and climbs the top turnbuckle, rasing his hands into the air. ]

Announcer: Ladies and gentleman, hailing from Brooklyn, New York. Weighing in at 275 lbs., CHEMICAL X!!!!

He looks down at Floyd and Chambers who are just turning his way and...]

TT: A DOUBLE FLYING CLOTHESLINE BY CHEMICAL X STARTS THE MATCH!

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

BC: Chemical X gets back up on his feet and pulls up the massive Tony Floyd. Right hook! Left hook! Both men are nailing each other with destructive power! Chemical X spins out of the melee and goes for a reverse grapple...a big elbow to the back of the skull...Chambers with a low blow to X!!! Low blow to Floyd!!! He grabs both men by the hair and DOUBLE HEAD KNOCKER!!! NEITHER MAN IS FAZED!!!

TT: Chambers is in serious trouble! Floyd grabs hold of Chambers with a Full Nelson as X goes after him with a flurry of stikes! Floyd takes Chambers down with a suplex! Chemical X boots Floyd in the ribs and picks him off the mat...TRAPPING HEADBUTTS! What a display of power! Floyd goes down! Chambers is trying to recover and slides out of the ring! Smart move by the runt of the pack tonight! Chemical X is getting up and locks up with Floyd and delivers an unmerciful knee to the midsection! Elbow smash to Floyd's neck...DDT! He goes to town on Floyd with a series of mounted punches and locks on an armbar submission!!! The ref is asking Floyd if he gives...No! Floyd tags the ropes and gets the hold to break...he stands up quickly rocks Chemical X with a chop...Irish Whip by Floyd into the turnbuckle! Floyd unleashes The Reign of Fire! Chemical's chest is on fire now as he begins to walk away from the turnbuckle...BIG SPEAR BY FLOYD! Chemical X is down! But here comes Chambers!!! Going Pell Mell at Floyd!!! Kicks to the knees!!! EYE GOUGE!!! He puts his shoulder into Floyd's midsection...HE JUST PUT FLOYD ACROSS HIS SHOULDERS! FALLAWAY SLAM BY CHAMBERS!!! Ricky delivers a big elbow drop to Floyd! He goes for the pin!!!

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BC: Get him Chambers! Chemical X whips Chambers to his feet and puts on a headlock but drives a few left hands in for good measure! Chambers found some kind of strength inside! Big elbow to the midsection by Chambers! And another! And ANOTHER! KNEE BASH by Chambers! Chemical X is whipped to the ropes...Chambers bounces off the ropes as well....Floyd is back on his feet! He catches both men around the neck! DOUBLE CHOKESLAM!!! He holds them down for the pin!!!

1.........2...............2.99999999 kickout by both men!

BC: He didn't have much power to give to both men, but it has visibly taken a toll on his opponents! He gets to Chambers first and picks him up off the mat...he picks up Chambers into the air...a Military Press Slam right onto Chemical X!!! He's playing a smart game tonight, albeit a cruel one against poor Ricky!

TT: You and your sympathy are all over the board! Get a grip Crane! Floyd splashes down on both men for a pin...

1........2..........Chemical X puts his foot on the ropes!

TT: The ref backs Floyd off...Chambers rolls off Chemical X and gets to his feet! Floyd sets up Chambers for a suplex but Chambers blocks it! DDT! Chambers gets his revenge! FIVE HARD STOMPS TO THE FACE! MOUNTED PUNCHES! Chemical X is up and takes a run at the ropes...DIVING SHOULDER TACKLE TO CHAMBERS! He never saw it coming! Chambers is on his stomach...Chemical X latches on a camel clutch! He begins to strike Chambers while he's got the hold on! A brutal display by Mr. X tonight! Chambers is in absolute pain! Floyd comes from behind! He rips Chemical X off Chambers and delivers an Atomic Drop...Chemical X comes around and locks up with Floyd! Brutal right hands bombard the faces of these two titans! Neither man is yielding! Finally an Irish Whip by Chemical X and a big power slam to Floyd! He goes for the pin!

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BC: Chambers breaks the pin with a boot to Chemical X! All three men are on their feet in a three-way tussle! Punches are thrown wildly at all three! Floyd comes out on top! Wait! Chambers and Chemical X are double-teaming Floyd! Double suplex!!! They pick Floyd up off the mat...Chem X is holding Floyd in a half nelson...Chambers goes for a super kick but intentionally misses to hit Chemical X! X is reeling againt the the ropes...Chambers off the ropes and FLYING BODY PRESS!!! Both men over the top...Chambers is going wild on Chemical X, and he's doing the same! OH MY WORD! FLOYD IS ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! THE MAN FLIES OFF AND A FLYING BODY PRESS OF HIS OWN!!! He gets up slowly and tosses both men into the ring...Chambers is starting to get back to his feet! Floyd picks up Chambers executing a reverse Atomic Drop! Chemical X rams Floyd and goes straight for Chambers! Chemical X slaps on the camel clutch again and beings to utterly torment Chambers! He's yelling all sorts of nasty things into Chambers' ear! X is going to far to get revenge for the superkick! Floyd has been hanging back for a moment, but now doesn't like what he sees!! Floyd puts his hands around Chemical X's throat and heaves him right off of Chambers...A Hanging Chokehold is applied to X and converts it into a sitout powerbomb!!!

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TT: Incredible! Chemical X has lost none of his power! But look...Chambers is going absolutely berserk on the other side of the ring as Floyd manhandles X with a swinging neckbreaker! What in the world did Chemical say to the kid? He's beating his fists into the canvas in some kind of adult tantrum! He charges Floyd! Lifting him off the groung once again!!! OVER THE TOP ROPE! He turns his full attention to X and does to him what he just did to the canvas! He is completely incensed!!! Floyd is back in the ring! The ref tries to back Chambers off but almost gets caught in the fray himself! Chambers bashes Chemical's head into the mat over and over! Finally Chambers backs off but goes to pick Chemical X off the mat but is caught by Floyd with a whip to the turnbuckle! He rushes Chambers with a splash! Chambers goes down. Floyd doesn't cover him and instead goes to Chemical X! Floyd whips Chemical to the turnbuckle! BIG SPEAR!!! Chemical is falling forward and Floyd finishes with a BULLDOG!!! Floyd roars! He's on fire! He picks Chemical off the mat and locks up, backing him into the turnbuckle. Floyd is fidgeting with something behind Chemical's back...wait! He just took off the padding! The ref has no idea! Big boot to the midsection and POWERBOMB INTO THE METAL TURNBUCKLE!!! Chemical X is truly finished at this point!!! Floyd still isn't finished! He sets up Chemical X for the Powerbomb From Hell!!! Goes for the first bomb...and the SECOND!!! AND THE THIRD!!! NO!!!!!!!! Chambers comes with a running tackle that topples the big man over!!! Chemical hits the ground with force and so too does Floyd! He slaps on the Canadian Cloverleaf!!! Floyd is wild with pain!!! Chambers on the top turnbuckle!!! CHAMBERSAULT ON FLOYD!!! He picks Floyd off the mat...sets him up for the Canadian Chaos AND HE DOES IT!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!! THE COVER!!!

1...........2.......................................Chemical X with a weak shove off of Floyd!!!

BC: This is a conspiracy! All the destroy Chambers! It won't happen! Chemical is reeling from the onslaught he just took but Chambers takes no chances! He nails Chemical X with CANADIAN CHAOS! He goes for the cover

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TT: The ref calls for the bell!!!

BC: WHOO HOO!!!!! Chambers gets it! Chambers gets the win!!!

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner. RICKYYYYYYYYY CHAMBERRRRRRRRRRRS!!!!

[Ricky leaves the ring swaying this way and that from the epic battle he has just won.]

[Fade to commercial.]

[A sweeping shot of the sold-out crowd greets us as we are brought back to Wednesday Night Pop.]

Announcer: The following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall.

["Crashing Around You" by Machinehead blasts throughout the arena as the crowd erupts in cheers. The lights in the arena begin to strobe at the entrance area as Jimmy Sartyr steps out.]

Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from Tonbridge, England! Weighing in at two hundred ten pounds! He is the CWF National Champion, JIMMY SARTYR!

[Sartyr raises his arms in the air, as a stream of pyro blast off from the left side to the right side in front of him. He continues his walk to the ring with the fans still cheering him on. He slides under the bottom rope, gets back to his feet, and pulls the National championship off from around his waist. He holds it high in to the air as his music fades out. He hands the referee the belt, and awaits Lynch.]

TT: Sartyr looks ready for his match, Bobby.

BC: He better be. Because Lynch is going to kick his ass!

[The lights suddenly go out as the crowd all rise to their feet. A video package of Dan dancing at a club plays on the CWF-Tron, as "Sex, Love, & Money" by Mos Def hits the arena. The crowd overpowers the music with boos as Dan walks out to the entrance area.]

Announcer: On his way to the ring, from Tampa Bay, Florida! He weighs in at two hundred fourty pounds, and is the current CWF Mid-Atlantic Champion, DAN LYNCH!

[Dan poses as a huge pyro blasts off in front of him. After it dies down, Dan continues his walk to the ring as the crowd still greets him with boos. Dan enters the ring, and poses again as a huge blast of pyro erupts from around the ring. He takes his belt off, and hands it to the referee.]

TT: Both men are in the ring now. What a showdown! CWF's two champions doing battle tonight!

BC: Lynch has this match, Teddy! I can just feel it!

*DING! DING! DING!*

TT: The bell sounds as Lynch and Sartyr lock up!

[Lynch uses his size advantage, and pushes Sartyr back in the corner. The referee calls for the break, but Lynch pokes Sartyr in the eye.]

TT: Lynch with a cheap shot!

[Lynch pulls Sartyr out of the corner, and snapmares him. He applies a rear chin lock, pushing his knee in to Sartyr's neck for pressure.]

TT: Lynch has the early advantage here, as he applies pressure to that rear chin lock.

BC: Lynch is a great athlete, Teddy! Probably the best in the CWF today!

TT: I don't know that I agree with that, but nevertheless, Lynch is a tough competitor!

[Sartyr starts to get to his feet, and begins delivering elbows to Lynch's gut. He throws Lynch off of him, and in to the ropes. Lynch knocks Sartyr down off the rebound with a shoulder block. Lynch hits the ropes again, hops over Sartyr's body, hitting the opposite ropes, and is caught by a perfect dropkick.]

TT: Sartyr with an amazing dropkick!

[Sartyr whips Lynch in to the corner, following in with a clothesline attempt. Lynch gets his boot up, and nails Sartyr in the face. Lynch boots Sartyr in the gut, and puts him in a powerbomb position.]

BC: Here it comes, Teddy! He's going for the D Bomb!

[Lynch lifts Sartyr in to the air, begins running as Sartyr struggles, and just before he can drop him, Sartyr falls over Lynch's shoulders, and rolls him up with a sunset flip.]

TT: Sartyr with a sunset flip!

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TT: Sartyr with a near fall!

BC: He ain't gonna win the match that easy, Teddy!

[Both men get to their feet, and Lynch quickly drops Sartyr with a clothesline. Lynch drills Sartyr with massive rights as the referee tries to seperate the two. He gets back up, and starts stomping at Sartyr's head.]

TT: Lynch is pissed! He's beating the hell out of Sartyr!

BC: This is great! Lynch is punishing Sartyr!

[Lynch picks Sartyr up and whips him in to the ropes. Lynch bounces off the opposite ropes and attempts a clothesline. Sartyr ducks under and hooks in a sleeper hold.]
TT: Sleeper! Sartyr hooks in a sleeper!

BC: No! He can't beat Lynch like that!

[Just as it seems like Lynch is almost out, he backs to a corner, crushing Sartyr's body. He falls to the ground as Sartyr tries regaining his strength in the corner. Sartyr grabs Lynch as he begins to get up, and tries getting him in position for a reverse DDT. Lynch kicks back hitting Sartyr below the belt, but the referee does not see it. Lynch grabs Sartyr with a rollup pin, and gets his feet on the second rope.]

BC: Lynch has the pin!

TT: He has his feet on the rope though!

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TT: Sartyr kicks out!

BC: That was a slow count!

[Lynch argues with the referee as he is upset with not getting the three count. Sartyr grabs Lynch from behind with his own rollup.]

TT: Sartyr has Lynch now!

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TT: He almost had him there!

[Both men get back to their feet. Lynch runs in towards Sartyr, and is caught with an inside cradle.]

TT: He has Lynch again!

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TT: It looked like he was going to get it there, Bobby!

BC: Not even close, Teddy.

[Lynch is to his feet first, as Sartyr gets up. Lynch nails him with a massive clothesline, causing him to flip over from the impact. Lynch picks Sartyr back up, and puts him in the powerbomb position. He lifts Sartyr up, begins running, and throws Sartyr over the top rope and in to the barricade!]

BC: The D-Bomb! He just threw Sartyr over the top with the D-Bomb!

TT: Sartyr is hurt, Bobby! His spine made full contact with the edge of the barricade!

[Lynch slides out of the ring. He grabs Sartyr and throws him face first in to the ring post. He grabs Sartyr again, and sets his face on top of the steel steps. Lynch climbs to the apron, and backs off to get some running distance. He runs along the apron and dives off for a headbutt. Sartyr moves and just before Lynch makes contact with the steps, Sartyr grabs the back of his head and drives him face first in to the steps.]

TT: My god, Bobby! That was some sick impact!

BC: Lynch isn't moving, and Sartyr is barely able to stand!

[Sartyr grabs Lynch, and pulls him over to the announce table. Teddy and Bobby move out of the way as Sartyr rolls Lynch on top of the table. He delivers three forearms to Lynch's face, then slides back in to the ring. He climbs to the top rope as Lynch lays lifeless on the announce table.]

TT: What the hell is he doing?!

[Lynch dives off, and connects with the Tuck 'N Cover.]

TT: Dear Lord! Neither men are moving! Sartyr just hit Tuck 'N Cover!

BC: The ref is out here now, checking on both men!

[Sartyr finally begins moving, as he slowly gets to his feet. He grabs Lynch and rolls him back in to the ring. He slides back in after Lynch and picks him up. Lynch pokes him in the eye. He grabs Sartyr, and drops him throat first on the top rope. He walks over to the corner, and begins taking the turnbuckle pad off. Sartyr gets up, and clotheslines Lynch from behind. Lynch turns around, leaning against the corner to hold himself up.]

TT: Lynch pulled that padding off, but Sartyr caught him!

BC: Lynch looks like he's out of it, as Sartyr is waiting near the opposite corner!

[Sartyr runs full speed at Lynch who is in the corner. He attempts a splash, but Lynch moves out of the way, and drives Sartyr's face in to the exposed turnbuckle. As Sartyr stumbles back, Lynch rolls him up, and extends his feet to the top rope.]

TT: Lynch has his feet on the ropes! He can't win like this!

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BC: Lynch wins! The ref didn't see the feet on the ropes!

TT: Sartyr was robbed! Lynch used the exposed turnbuckle and leverage from the top rope to beat the National Champion!

Announcer: Here is your winner, DAN LYNCH!

TT: Sartyr's head is busted open after that shot to the exposed turnbuckle!

BC: Either way, Lynch has beat him tonight, Teddy!

[The lights in the arena suddenly dim, as Mark Xamin appears on the CWF-Tron. A smirk comes to his face just before he speaks.]

MARK XAMIN: It seems that I have had a thorn in my side the past few weeks. One of my...FORMER employees has decided to make a reappearance in MY company. Blood decided that he would interject himself in to one of my matches, injuring three of my superstars. The next week, he decided that he would try to ruin the match I signed for the National Championship! And last week, not only did he attack one of my up and coming superstars, but he also...as he put it...made a sacrifice out of Maniac! Well Blood, you want to play mind games, then keep your eyes on the ring!

[The CWF-Tron goes blank.]

TT: What the heck is the boss talking about?!

BC: Look at that Teddy!

[A crucifix is slowly lowered towards the ring. Pinned to it is a woman, apparently unconscience.]

BC: That looks like Amanda Johnson, Blood's wife!

[The crucifix stands in the ring, when suddenly Blood jumps over the barricade. He slides in to the ring, and instantly checks on his wife. He unties her from the crucifix, and makes sure that she is alright. Mark Xamin walks out to the front stage, as Blood and his dazed wife turn their attention to him.]

MARK XAMIN: You're not the only one that knows how to play mind games Blood! I've been running this damn show for over seven years! I'm not about to let some punk like you ruin it's success!

[Blood stares a hole through Mark, when suddenly, Amanda kicks Blood between the legs. Blood falls to his knees from the pain.]

TT: His wife just kicked him where it counts Bobby!

BC: This is awesome! That punk is getting what he deserves!

[Maniac jumps the barricade, and slides in to the ring. He picks Blood up, and boots him in the gut. He lifts Blood high in to the air, and drops him with the Headhunter, as Mark looks on with a smile. Mark slowly approaches the ring, as Maniac begins to tie Blood's wrists to the crucifix.]

BC: The boss has tricked Blood! This is great Teddy!

TT: Looks like Mark is getting redemption for last week.

[Amanda walks over to Blood, who is now tied to the crucifix, and slaps him across the face. Blood looks forward in disbelief as he struggles to get loose from the rope holding him to the crucifix. Maniac grabs Amanda, and kisses her, as Blood is forced to watch. Maniac then turns to Blood, and spits at his face.]

TT: What disrespect!

BC: I have a new appreciation for Maniac! Last week, he was in a casket. This week, he spit in the face of the man who put him in the casket!

[Mark steps in to the ring, and begins choking Blood as he yells at him.]

MARK XAMIN: How does it feel, Blood?! You want to screw with me?! It's time that you learned your lesson!

[Mark releases Blood, and nods to Maniac. Maniac slides out of the ring, and reaches under the apron. He grabs a gas can, and slides back in to the ring with it. Amanda and Mark smile as Maniac begins pouring the gas on to the crucifix. He throws the gas can aside, and Mark begins yelling at Blood again.]

TT: This is just sick, Bobby!

BC: I'm loving this! I haven't found Maniac this entertaining since...well...I've never found him entertaining! But this definately takes the cake!

MARK XAMIN: Throughout the years Blood, I have terminated your career here in the CWF! And somehow, you keep coming back! Not after tonight, Blood! Tonight, I am burning your career!

[Mark pulls out a zippo lighter. He lights it up, and throws it at the base of the crucifix. The crucifix erupts in flames, as Blood desperately struggles to break loose from his binds. Mark signals for the crucifix to be lifted.]

TT: Dear god! Blood is going to burn alive! This has gone way too far!

BC: Blood has crossed a line which he should have never crossed. As a result, he's going to get burnt! Hahaha.

TT: That's not funny, Bobby! Someone needs to help him!

[Mark, Maniac, and Amanda smile as the crucifix is now high above the ring. "Play The Game" by Motorhead suddenly blasts throughout the arena, as the three in the ring quickly look towards the entrance. Jericho runs towards the ring, chair in hand. Maniac, Mark, and Amanda quickly escape through the crowd, looking towards the ring at Jericho.]

TT: It's Jericho! Jericho has come to Blood's aid!

BC: Damn it! And I was just starting to enjoy this!

[Jericho signals for the crucifix to be lowered. It finally touches back down in the ring, and Jericho quickly unties Blood. Blood's body slumps on to Jericho.]

BC: I think Blood is out, Teddy!

TT: Jericho orders the EMT's for help.

BC: Jericho has done the right thing here, Bobby! Blood may have done alot of evil things, but this is taking it way too far!

[EMT's rush to the ring, and strap Blood down to a stretcher. Jericho follows the EMT's to the back. The cameras follow backstage.]

TT: Stay with us fans! We're going to the back!

[Jericho leaves Blood with the EMT's, who approach the ambulance. Maniac suddenly appears, as he attacks the EMTs.]

TT: Where the hell did he come from?! Maniac is beating the hell out of the EMTs!

[Maniac grabs the stretcher, and wheels it over to a hearse. Sitting outside of the hearse is a casket.]

MANIAC: Time to go for a ride, Blood!

TT: You've got to be kidding me! The man can't even defend himself!

[Maniac rolls Blood in to the casket, and loads it in to the back of the hearse. He slams the door shut, and quickly gets in to the driver's seat. The hearse speeds out of the parking lot.]

BC: Looks like Blood is going for a ride with Maniac!

TT: This isn't right, Bobby! What the hell is Maniac going to do with Blood?! We'll be right back after this commercial, folks! Stay with us!

COMMERCIAL BREAK

[Fade back in to a shot of the ring.]

Announcer: The following is tonight's main event! It is a fatal four way match scheduled for one fall!

["The One You Love To Hate" by Ro Halford blasts throughout the arena as Eric Dane walks out to the entrance area. The crowd roars with boos as multiple jets of pyro blast off in front of Dane.]

Announcer: Making his way to the ring. Hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana! Weighing in at two hundred fourty five pounds, "THE ONLY STAR" ERIC DANE!

[Dane continues his walk to the ring, taunting the crowd. He slides in to the ring, and walks to the center of the ring. He raises his arms high above his head, as pyro blasts off from each corner post. His music dies down as he turns towards the entrance area, awaiting his opponents.]

TT: Dane will be going for the World Heavyweight Championship at Summer Smash. But he better not look past tonight!

[The Blairvision Theme erupts in the arena as the crowd again falls in to a frenzy of boos. Blair and Robin Cradle walk out to the entrance area, as a jet of pyro blasts off on each side of Blair. Robin walks back to the back, as Blair continues his walk to the ring.]

Announcer: Heading to the ring. from River Falls, Wisconsin. He weighs two hundred seventy five pounds, "THE RULER" PAUL BLAIR!

[Blair slides under the bottom rope, and is instantly held back by the referee. He walks over to his corner as the music cuts, and he awaits the other two opponents.]

BC: It looked like Blair wanted to start this match early, Teddy!

[The lights darken as "Symphony Of Destruction" by Megadeth hits the arena. A series of purple and green lights strobe at the entrance area as the crowd erupts in cheers. Mike Sloan walks out to the entrance area.]

Announcer: On his way to the ring, from Mobile, Alabama! He weighs in at two hundred fourty five pounds, "THE DARK HORSE" MIKE SLOAN!

[Flames erupt at the entrance area, and Sloan walks right through them. He walks down the ramp as the fans continue to cheer. He enters the ring, and waits in his corner for the last opponent to be introduced.]

BC: Sloan won't have what it takes tonight, Teddy. He's in the ring with three of CWF's greatest.

TT: Don't count him out, Bobby! I have a feeling that he will make a major impact in tonight's match.

["Believe" by Breaking Benjamin begins to blare in the arena as the lights dim. The crowd has mixed reactions as Tyrone Walker walks out to the entrance area. He poses for the crowd as sparks shoot up in front of him. Suddenly, a series of pyros blasts off all over the entrance area as Walker poses for the crowd.]

Announcer: Coming to the ring, from Detroit, Michigan! He weighs in at two hundred thirty pounds, "THE BLACK JESUS" TYRONE WALKER!

[Tyrone darts to the ring, and slides under the bottom rope. He instantly attacks Sloan, as Blair and Dane begin to exchange blows as well.]

TT: The bell hasn't even sounded, and these four men are already beating the hell out of each other!

[Sloan and Walker exchange blows, as Blair and Dane square off on the other side of the ring. Blair gets Dane up against the ropes and attempts the Blair Kick, but Dane quickly drops down and slides out of the ring.]

TT: Did you see that, Bobby! Not even a minute in to the match, and Blair has already went for the Blair Kick!

*DING! DING! DING!*

[Walker gets Sloan back up to the ropes and attempts a clothesline, but Sloan ducks under and flips Walker over the top rope to the outside. Him and Blair look at each other as Sloan begins running towards Blair. He runs past him, and dives through the middle rope, hitting Dane with a plancha dive. Blair runs towards the side which Walker is getting up on, and hits him with a baseball slide.]

BC: This isn't fair, Teddy! It's supposed to be a fatal four way, but Blair and Sloan are working as a team!

[Blair grabs Walker, and slams him face first in to the steel steps. On the other side, Sloan whips Dane towards the ring post, but Dane reverses the whip. Sloan's skull bounces off the ring post and he falls to the ground. Blair throws Walker in to the ring, and Dane slides in on the other side of the ring. Blair picks Walker up, and Dane quickly hits Blair with a clothesline.]

TT: It looks like Dane and Walker are going to be teaming up here.

[Dane pushes Blair back to the corner, as Walker follows over. The two men begins stomping away at Blair, as Sloan slides in the ring. Sloan runs full speed at the three men, and nails a devestating splash in the corner. Sloan grabs Dane out of the corner, and puts him in a powerbomb position. Before he can do anything. Walker grabs him from behind in a reverse face lock. Walker pulls Sloan down for a reverse DDT, but Sloan holds Dane's trunks during the move, causing Dane to be dropped with a piledriver.]

TT: That was nuts! Walker hit Sloan with a reverse DDT, and Sloan hit Dane with a piledriver at the same time!

BC: Walker turns his attention back to Blair, and recieves a boot to the gut!

[Blair connects with a forearm to Walker's head, then pushes him in to the corner. He picks up Dane, and whips Dane in the corner. He smiles as he picks Sloan back up. He lifts Sloan in the air for a back body drop, but instead of falling backwards, he runs forward, forcing Sloan to dropkick the back of Dane's head. Dane and Walker crack heads together. Dane twist around out of the turnbuckle, and falls to the ground. Walker falls straight forward, hitting Dane below the belt with a headbutt. At the same time, Sloan falls forward with Blair, nailing him with a bulldog.]

BC: No! They can't do that to Dane!

TT: Walker just hit Dane below the belt with a headbutt, and thanks to Sloan, Blair hit Dane in the skull with another headbutt!

BC: Sloan has the cover on Dane!

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TT: That was a close one, Bobby!

[Sloan whips Dane in to the corner, then quickly climbs to the middle turnbuckle and begins pounding on Dane's face with right hands. Walker slowly gets to his feet and makes his way over to the same corner. He gets underneith Sloan, and lifts the man high on to his shoulder as Blair begins to get up. Dane gets himself to the top rope, and dives off for a spear on Sloan, as he falls towards the ground, Blair hits him with a massive Blair Kick in mid-air. Blair makes the cover on Dane.]

TT: Blair has the cover!

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TT: Blair would have had it if Walker wasn't there!

[Walker throws Blair out of the ring, and slides out after him. He begins pounding on Blair, as Sloan slowly gets up. Sloan picks Dane back up, and drops him back to the mat with a DDT. He quickly covers Dane.]

TT: Sloan might have it here!

BC: No way!

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BC: That's ring awareness, Teddy!

[Sloan backs Dane in to the corner, and nails him with shoulder thrusts, as Blair and Walker continue to battle on the outside. Walker slams Blair's head in to the barricade, then whips him in to the steel steps. Inside the ring, Sloan nails Dane with a massive clothesline in the corner. Sloan lifts Dane up to his shoulders, and drives him to the mat with The Scorned.]

TT: That should be it, Bobby!

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BC: That was a close one, but Walker was able to stop Sloan from getting the win!

[Walker helps Dane to his feet, and both men are hit with a baseball slide by Sloan. Sloan grabs Dane and begins slamming his head in to the barricade, as Blair grabs Walker and rolls him back in to the ring. Blair follows him in, and whips him in to the corner. He hits Walker with a series of body shots, as Dane nails Sloan with a low blow on the outside.]

BC: Now that's thinking ahead! Dane with a low blow on Sloan!

[Blair pulls Walker out of the corner, and again starts laying in a series of right hands. Dane lifts Sloan in to the air, and drops him with the Star Driver, leaving Sloan out cold on the outside of the ring. He slides back in to the ring, and admires his work on the outside as Blair nails Walker with a series of rights.]

TT: Sloan is out, Bobby!

BC: That Star Driver is a devestating finisher! I don't expect that Sloan will make it back in to the ring anytime soon.

[Blair hits Walker with a clothesline before backing off. Walker gets back to his feet, and stumbles in to Dane. Dane quickly turns around, and is met with a Blair Kick. Walker falls through the ropes and to the outside.]

TT: Blair Kick! Dane didn't see it coming!

BC: Blair has the cover!

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BC: Blair did it! Blair just pinned Dane!

TT: Dane is back to awareness now, and he can't believe what just happened!

[Dane slides out of the ring as Walker gets up. He pushes Walker, and the two instantly are nose to nose.]

TT: This doesn't look good, Bobby!

["Play The Game" by Motorhead blasts throughout the arena as Jeff Jericho walks out to the entrance area, microphone in hand.]

JEFF JERICHO: That was one hell of a match! And Summer Smash, Summer Smash will be one hell of a pay-per-view! Not only will we see Eric Dane and Tyrone Walker fight for the World Heavyweight Championship, but I have thrown Johnny Keel from the match and put Mike Sloan and Paul Blair in to face each other in a number one contenders match!

TT: What an announcement!

[Dane and Walker continue to stare each other down, as Sloan walks up the entrance area staring at Blair.]

TT: Summer Smash! Dane versus Walker for the World Heavyweight Championship! Blair versus Sloan in a number one contenders match! We're out of time folks! See you next week!