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 Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:30 pm
the show opens with its usual display of fireworks before settling on the announcers
Mike: Welcome to Implosion once again as we look forward to Darkest Battleground. Mike Remmy here with Janelle Damone, and I can't wait for tonight's main event as Shawn Michaels takes on Zarel Damone
Janelle: Yeah, and I'm looking forwad to seeing what Trish has to say here tonight. Clearly she thinks I'm intimidated by her for some reason
Mike: I'm sure you're not at all intimidated
Janelle: How nice of you. But sucking up won't get you a raise
Mike: Ah damn. Well then, on with the show
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:43 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
Break the walls down!
Chris Jericho's theme hits as the camera focuses on the titantron
"...from Manhasset, New York, weighing at 232 lbs, Chris Jericho!"
Jericho walks out and heads for the ring, ignoring the boos he's getting from the crowd. He walks up the stairs and steps into the ring, seemingly pleased with the horrible reaction he's getting from the crowd. The music dies out as he turns to the entrance
Let the bodies hit the floor,
Let the bodies hit the floor,
Let the bodies hit the.....
FLOOR!
*Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the arena as The Talented One Cartwright makes his way to the ring as the crowd cheers loudly.*
"...from the UK, weighing in at 200lbs, he is The Talented One, The ACW, PAW and OECW Cruiserweight Champion......CARTWRIGHT!"
*Pyro begins to explode behind Cartwright as he raises his arms, with his hands open, taunting the crowd on the ramp!*
One - Nothing wrong with me,
Two - Nothing wrong with me,
Three - Nothing wrong with me,
Four - Nothing wrong with me.
One - Something's got to give,
Two - Something's got to give,
Three - Something's got to give,
NOOOOOOOW!
*Cartwright slides under the bottom rope, climbs the turnbuckle next to him and raises his arms as the crowd continues to cheer.*
Cartwright steps down and the bell rings. Jericho looks over at Cartwright, unimpressed.
Mike: Jericho looks as arrogant as ever here tonight
Janelle: I don't know why he's so cocky. He lost to Zarel too, the same as Cartwright
Cartwright and Jericho advance on each other and lock up in the center of the ring. Jericho shoves Cartwright back and Cartwright slaps him across the face. Jericho's head snaps back and he glares at Cartwright.
Mike: I would've expected that more from Jericho than Cartwright
Janelle: Smart move. It takes Jericho off his game.
Cartwright smirked, he's got Jericho angry as he wanted. That'll teach him to look down on him!
Cartwright however gets took down by a clothesline for his troubles!
Jericho begins to stomp away at Cartwright as the crowd boos him loudly, taking out his anger on Cart for the slap!
Jericho tries to whip cart into the ropes but he is reversed, with Cartwright then launching a dropkick at Y2J that knocks him off his feet!
Cartwright quickly places Y2J in a armbar, which he escapes from by rolling to his feet and then smacking Cartwright across the face with his elbow. Y2J then hits a enziguri on Cartwright which knocks him into the ropes! Jericho quickly follows up by clotheslining Cartwright out over the top rope. Jericho waits for Cartwright to stand again, then launches himself out over the top and takes him down with a crossbody plancha. Jericho gets up and smirks as the crowd boos him.
Mike: Jericho has the advantage in the match now and the crowd hates it.
Janelle: True, but Jericho can't afford to waste time here. He needs to stay on Cartwright
Jericho pulls Cartwright up and attempts to ram his face into the stairs, but Cartwright blocks, then slams Jericho's face into the stairs instead. Jericho stumbles back and leans against the barricade. Cartwright charges in and hits a spinning wheel kick, knocking Jericho out into the crowd as the fans cheer, loving watching Jericho take the abuse.
Cartwright and Jericho begin fighting in the crowd, throwing punches at each other until Cart takes the advantage! He whips Jercho into the steel barricade, then lifts him for a Snake eyes, Jericho's forehead smacking off the steel barricade!
Cartwright throws Jericho over the barricade, where he crawled around the outside of the ring. Cartwright takes a risk, standing on the barricade and then diving off it, giving Jericho a flying elbow drop to the spine as he crawled!
Cartwright rolls him into the ring and covers him
one...two.
Jericho kicks out. Cartwright pulls him up and attempts to whip him to the ropes. Jericho reverses and lowers his head for a back body drop. Cartwright counters into a swinging neckbreaker, then goes for another pin.
one...two....
Jericho kicks out again. Cartwright gets up and delivers some stomps to jericho while he's down. He grabs Jericho's legs and goes for the figure four, but Jericho reaches up and brings him down into a small package pin.
one...two....
Cartwright kicks out. The two men get to their feet and Cartwright charges in with a clothesline. Jericho ducks and hits a modified bulldog. With Cartwright down, Jericho runs to the ropes and attempts the lionsault.
The lionsault connected and Cart holds his chest in pain! Instead of going for a pin, Y2J used the chance to put Cartwright in his finishing Walls of Jericho!
Mike:WALLS OF JERICHO! THIS IS IT!
Janelle:How can Cartwright possibly escape?
The crowd is roaring for Cartwright, who tries to reach the ropes but is in the centre of the ring!
Minutes pass and Cartwright is in absolute agony! Y2J is shattered from exerting so much energy! The crowd is at fever-pitch!
Suddenly, Cartwright feels Y2J's grasp loosen! He uses all the remaining energy he has to roll backwards, effectively rolling Jericho up!
1.....2......3!!!!!!!!
The crowd leapt to their feet as Cartwright had not only reversed the Walls but pinned the arrogant Y2J! Cartwright flopped right to the mat again, too tired to celebrate!
Mike:WHAT? CART REALLY DOES HAVE TALENT TO DO THAT!
Janelle:Was Jericho simply too tired to kick-out? Was it a bit of good luck?
Mike:Nonsense! It was all part of the Talented One's plan to stay trapped in The Walls for that long!
Cartwright rolls out of the ring and raises his arms in victory, slowly, the crowd celebrating with him!
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:45 pm
The following contest is a nontitle match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
Nobody by Ne-yo hits as blue lights flash.
"Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Lita, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is the SEWF International champion, Brandon Damone!"
She hit the floor and make the club ignite
She's like a sexy, little fire
She'll keep on begging for more
If you play it right, she'll fulfill your every desire
Brandon Damone dances out onto the stage with Lita behind him as the crowd erupts.
So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like, Oh!
Brandon leads the way down to the ring, moving to the music and high fiving fans while Lita smiles and follows behind him.
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Brandon steps up onto the apron, dancing a bit more as he looks out at the cheering crowd before stepping into the ring
She got the music pumping through her veins
The way she move, it makes you wanna
(Get up and touch that body, oh)
I'd like the sit and watch her do her thing
But, in a minute, I'ma join her
Brandon stands in the center and strikes his pose while Lita stands behind him, her arm draped over his shoulder, and blue pyros shoot off behind them. Brandon straightens up, his usual grin on his face and moves close to Lita, moving to the music and dropping down to a crouch as he moves
So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like,Oh
Brandon jumps back up and steps onto the turnbuckle, pointing out into the sea of fans
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Lita stands at the ropes, moving a bit to the music as well
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Brandon hops down after tossing his tshirt out into the crowd and hands the title belt to the referee
So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like,Oh
still grinning, Brandon draws Lita back to the center of the ring and has her spin in a quick circle, then draws her in and moves with her
Can't nobody touch her
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
Hey, hey
with a laugh, Brandon steps to the ropes and sits on the second one, letting Lita step out
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Finally the music dies out and Brandon turns to await the arrival of the Phenom
The lights go out and a gong sounds as the Undertaker's voice comes across the PA, speaking in latin. The Slow Ministry theme begins to play as blue light covers the arena and fog pours in along the ground. The Undertaker steps out onto the stage to an eruption of cheers, with Demon following behind him.
"And his opponent, from Death Valley, weighing in at 300 pounds, the Undertaker!"
The Undertaker leads the way to the ring, with Demon following expressionlessly. They stop at the end of the ramp, staring into the ring for a few seconds, before the Undertaker turns and walks up the stairs. He stands at the top of the stairs as fog pours around him, then raises his arms and head while rolling his eyes into the back of his head. The lights come out and after a few seconds, he lowers his arms and walks across the apron, then steps into the ring through the ropes. The music dies out as he stares across the ring at Brandon.
Mike: This should be quite a match. Brandon has been on quite a roll lately, but can he beat the Phenom.
Janelle: I don't know, but I know he'll put up one hell of a fight.
the bell rings and the Undertaker raises his fists. Brandon doesn't back down from the Undertaker, instead going right up to him. The Undertaker throws a big right and Brandon ducks, then hits a hard chop across the chest. The Undertaker shakes it off and raises his fists, moving in again. Undertaker takes another swing and this time Brandon hits two quick chops across the chest. Again the Undertaker seems to just shake it off and moves in. Brandon attempts another chop but the Undertaker grabs his arm. He then grabs Brandon around the throat and tosses him into the corner. Taker throws another right, this time connecting with the side of his head. Taker throws a few more until the referee intervenes. The Phenom glares at the referee, sending him scurrying across the ring. Undertaker whips Brandon across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle, then charges after him for a splash. Brandon hits the buckle, then sidesteps the Phenom and lets him hit the buckle before rolling him up in a school boy pin.
one...t....
The Undertaker kicks out and rolls to his feet. He throws another right but Brandon ducks and hits a few more chops across the chest, backing him against the ropes. Brandon attempts to whip him across the ring but The Undertaker reverses. Brandon rebounds and the Undertaker attempts to launch him into the air with a back body drop. Brandon lands on his feet behind him and quickly takes him down with a bulldog, then goes for another pin
one....two.
The Undertaker kicks out again. Brandon climbs the turnbuckle and goes for a diving crossbody. The Undertaker catches him, then lifts him onto his shoulder and runs to the turnbuckle, quickly hitting him with snake eyes. The Phenom runs to the ropes as Brandon lands on his feet and turns, holding his face. The Undertaker rebounds with a running boot to the face, knocking Brandon clear off his feet. The Undertaker hits the ropes again and drops a leg across his face, then goes for a pin.
one...two...
Brandon kicks out. The Undertaker pulls him up by his left arm, then rams his shoulder against him. Brandon drops to his knees, his free arm reaching for the other. Undertaker pulls him up and twists his arm again, then drags him to the corner and connects with Old School. Brandon drops face first to the mat and gets up slowly, holding his shoulder. The Undertaker then catches him by the throat, then lifts him up for a chokeslam. Brandon jumps down behind him and goes for a superkick when he turns around. The Undertaker grabs his foot, then plants him with a clothesline.
Mike: That was one hell of a clothesline
Janelle: Anything the Undertaker does is one hell of a move. You'd know that if you ever stepped in the ring with him
Brandon gets to his feet and the Undertaker whips him to the turnbuckle. The Phenom charges in for a running boot but Brandon ducks, causing the Undertaker to straddle the top rope. Brandon jumps up and hits an enziguiri to knock the Phenom to the outside. Brandon hits the ropes and dashes across the ring, diving through the ropes to take the Undertaker down again on the outside. Brandon gets to his feet and steps up onto the apron, letting the Undertaker get up. He then springboards off the top rope with a moonsault, crashing down on top of the Phenom and forcing him to fall back on top of the announcer's table. Brandon sits up on the table, holding his stomach as the Phenom lays leaning back on the table.
Mike: Oh my God! What a moonsault!
Janelle: Brandon's pulling out all the stops here tonight.
Brandon rolls off the table and manages to roll the Undertaker back into the ring. Brandon climbs the turnbuckle as the Undertaker gets to his feet, then dives off and takes him down with a diving crossbody into a pin.
one...two....th....
The Undertaker kicks out. Brandon gets up and hits the ropes again. The Undertaker stands up, only to get knocked back down by a flying forearm. Brandon springs to his feet again and lets the Undertaker stand up, then nits an inverted atomic drop. As the Deadman stumbles back, Brandon bounces off the ropes and takes him down with a clothesline. Just to keep him down, Brandon follows with a knee drop across the face before climbing the turnbuckle again.
Mike: Brandon is definitely racking up the frequent flier miles here tonight
Janelle: That's his edge in this match and he's looking to keep it.
The Undertaker sits up and the crowd cheers. He gets to his feet and Brandon dives off the top, going for an axe handle. The Undertaker catches him by the throat and the crowd rises to their feet. The Phenom attempts another chokeslam but this time Brandon counters by dragging him down into the crossface submission hold.
Mike: Looks like Brandon is playing to his other strength. Can he get the Undertaker to tap out?
Janelle: He's got that hold locked in tight. I suppose anything is possible.
The Undertaker instead begins to push himself up to his knees, then stands and counters into a sidewalk slam. The Undertaker then goes for a pin.
one...two...t...
Brandon kicks out. The Undertaker stands up and pulls Brandon up, then whips him to the ropes. Undertaker attempts a clothesline and Brandon ducks, then hits a chopblock to take him down. Brandon gets up and grabs the Undertaker's legs, attempting to lock in the sharpshooter. Instead, the Undertaker grabs his arm and drags him down into the hell's gate. The crowd rises to their feet again, anxious to see if Brandon would tap out.
Mike: Now it's the Undertaker's turn to go for a submission. The Hell's Gate is locked in
Janelle: This is turning out a lot better than I thought.
Brandon scrambles, dragging the Undertaker so that he can drape his foot on the second rope. The Undertaker releases the hold and Brandon collapses on the mat. The Undertaker looks down at him for a few seconds before pulling him up and attempting the Last Ride. When on the Undertaker's shoulders, Brandon realizes where he is. The Undertaker lifts him up and Brandon jumps down behind him. The Undertaker turns around and Brandon nails him with a superkick, then drops down and goes for a pin.
one...two...thre.....
The Undertaker kicks out. Brandon looks up in disbelief at the referee.
Mike: Looks like Brandon is at a loss. He can't seem to keep the Deadman down.
Janelle: He better figure out something quick.
Brandon gets up and pulls the Undertaker up, going for the Impaler DDT. The Undertaker counters out with a back body drop. The Undertaker turns and lets Brandon stand, then grabs him by the throat and plants him with a chokeslam. The Undertaker quickly hooks his leg for the pin.
one...two....thre....
Brandon kicks out. The Undertaker glares at the referee but gets up and pulls Brandon up, then whips him to the turnbuckle. Brandon runs up the buckle and takes the Deadman down with the Whisper in the Wind. Both men remain down on the mat until Brandon rolls out onto the apron, then uses the turnbuckle to pull himself up. Brandon climbs to the top and hits a diving elbow drop, then goes for a pin.
one...two....thr....
the Undertaker kicks out. The crowd hasn't quieted down yet, on the edge of their seats as they wait to see who will win. Brandon gets up and climbs the turnbuckle again. The Undertaker sits up again and gets to his feet. Brandon attempts another moonsault but the Undertaker catches him, then walks to the center of the ring and plants him with the Tombstone Piledriver. The Phenom folds Brandon's arms across his chest in his usual pin.
one...two...three!
The Undertaker rolls off the pin as the Slow Ministry theme hits and the crowd comes unglued.
Announcer: Here is your winner, the Undertaker!
Mike: Wow, what a match, and a valiant effort by Brandon Damone
Janelle: That match could've gone either way. I think Brandon took one chance too many and it cost him.
Mike: Still, he gave the Undertaker all he could handle here tonight.
The Undertaker gets up and looks down at Brandon with a curious expression on his face. The Phenom goes down to one knee as the lights dim down and blue light covers the arena. He stands after a few seconds and leaves the ring, then leads Demon backstage. His music dies out and the lights return to normal as Lita steps into the ring with Brandon. Brandon rolls to the ropes and pulls himself up, then leans against them for support. The crowd continues to cheer and he looks out at them.
Mike: The crowd loved that. They're still cheering for Brandon
Janelle: It's matches like this that can make your career. Brandon went toe to toe with the Phenom and put up one hell of a fight. Not since Shawn Michaels has anyone put up that kind of fight against the Deadman.
Brandon drops down and rolls out of the ring. Lita carries his title belt for them and they head to the back as the show goes to commercial
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:49 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first... *a ram is heard bleating as his logo slams onto the symbol. Then, "Headstrong" by Trapt blares through the arena as Rhamm makes his way from backstage, wearing a cutoff of his classic "Lock 'Em Up" shirt and holding his "club." Christy follows shortly behind in a pink tube top and skirt with knee-high boots. He stops at the top of the ramp and holds both arm into the air as red and black pyro go off and Christy does the splits on the ramp in front of him*
"..............from Boulder, Colorado. Weighing in at 277 pounds, he is "The Animal," RHAMM!!!
*the two then make their way down to the ring, slapping some fans hands along the way. Rhamm jumps up onto the apron, climbing in between the top two ropes, as Christy walks up the stairs. Rhamm holds the bottom two ropes open for her as she gets into the ring. He gets onto the turnbuckle and again holds his arms up to the crowd as Christy does her own pose next to the ropes. He then jumps down and sets his "club" under the turnbuckle before taking his shirt off, revealing his ripped yet scarred torso. He then holds the ropes open as Christy leaves the ring. He then begins to warm up for his match*Redeemer hits and the crowd boos loudly as Robert Orman steps out onto the stage with his brother Kenneth behind him. "....from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 320 pounds, Robert Orman!" Robert begins to walk down to the ring, his hair still covering most of his face as a few fans throw garbage at him. He steps up onto the apron and into the ring over the top rope. Kenneth remains on the outside and Robert looks down at him as the music dies out Mike: This should be an interesting match. Teammates in XCW now going head to head here in SEWF Janelle: Things are a bit different here. Both men want the world championship and are looking to establish their individual dominance. Kenneth points at Rhamm as the bell rings and Robert turns to face him. The two men walk up to the center of the ring and lock eyes, with Robert looking down slightly at Rhamm. Finally, Rhamm starts things off with a big right hand. Robert's head snaps to the side, then he turns back to Rhamm. Mike: Wow. It's not often that Rhamm hits someone and they don't go down, or at least stumble. Janelle: Rhamm is a big guy, and I can guarantee that hurt. I think Robert is just ignoring the pain better than anyone else Rhamm hits another right, and another, forcing Robert back a couple of steps. Rhamm kicks him in the gut and hits a few more rights, backing him against the turnbuckle. Rhamm lays in the heavy lumber, throwing several more hard rights to keep Robert against the turnbuckle. The referee tries to get Rhamm off and gets him to stop long enough to glare at him. Rhamm turns back to Robert, who grabs him and tosses him into the turnbuckle instead. Robert hits a few rights as Rhamm covers up in the corner. Robert backs off just enough to get Rhamm to lower his arms, then hits a hard right to the temple. Rhamm staggers out of the corner, holding the ropes. Robert whips him across the ring, then knocks him down with a clothesline. Mike: Did you see that power from Robert Orman? Janelle: I guess Rhamm is getting a good idea of what he's in for in the elimination chamber Rhamm gets up and Robert whips him to the turnbuckle, then charges after him. Rhamm hits him with an elbow, then knocks him down with a clothesline. Robert doesn't stay down long and Rhamm kicks him in the gut, then goes for the Avalanche. Robert plants his weight and counters into a vertical suplex, then goes for a pin. one...two.... Rhamm kicks out. Robert pulls him up and whips him to the ropes, then attempts the RO slam. Rhamm rebounds back and is caught, but jumps out of the hold and counters into a DDT. Mike: What a counter to the RO Slam. Can Rhamm capitalize? Rhamm gets up and lets Robert stand, then kicks him in the gut again and connects with the Avalanche, quickly hooking Robert's leg for the pin. one....two...three! Rhamm gets up as his music hits again Announcer: Here is your winner, Rhamm! Mike: An impressive win for Rhamm here tonight, gaining him a bit of momentum as he heads towards Darkest Battleground. Janelle: That gained him the momentum he lost last week to Shawn Michaels Rhamm leaves the ring and leads Christy backstage as the show goes to commercial
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:50 pm
the show comes back from commercial with Janelle standing in the ring with a mic in hand.
"You know, two weeks ago a disgruntled employee of mine decided to challenge me to a match at Darkest Battleground. She feels that she's being slighted. Now she's requested an in ring face to face meeting. So Trish, let's get to it shall we?"
Time to Rock N Roll hits and Trish walks out onto the stage. She heads down to the ring as the crowd boos loudly. She steps inside and picks up a mic as her music dies out.
"Funny how these fans are still booing me just because I'm in the ring with you. You haven't even wrestled a match in front of them."
the fans boo louder as Janelle smirks.
"That may be true, but these people tune in to this show because they've seen me dominate elsewhere. These people are XCW fans that like the alternative I provide for them here. They like the fact that a former women's, hardcore, tag team, and cruiser champion can start her own promotion and make it different from the xtreme style of XCW. They like the fact that there are more women wrestling here. They like seeing Jarel in action. They cheer me because my goal in running SEWF is the same as when I wrestle anywhere else, to entertain the fans."
the fans cheer for janelle
"That's lovely, sweetie, really it is. But when you talk about dominate women, you don't have to look any further than right here. Remember, I was also a former hardcore champion in WWE. I competed in the first intergender tag team match. I was a seven time women's champion. And in XCW, since you mentioned it, I was a two time cruiser champion. I even beat you to win that title."
Janelle gives a nod
"You've got a point there. But I've beaten you too, 'sweetie'. And so what if you competed in the first intergender tag match. I competed one on one with men. I didn't have any help when I beat Travis Dukeman to win the WWCW Hardcore championship. I beat him all on my own. You had help to win your title, and your reign lasted like two minutes. If your point in this was to intimidate me, then you're wasting your time."
the crowds cheer as Janelle watches Trish
"Its funny. I'm one of the women that paved the way for women like you, yet you show me disrespect. No other woman did what I did in WWE. No other woman does what I do in any ring anywhere."
"True enough, you're one of the women that paved the way for the rest of us. But you didn't do it alone. Don't forget about the others, like Lita and Chyna, Jacqueline and Ivory, Sunny and Sable. Hell, most of those paved the way for you. Just because you held the women's championship more than them doesn't make you better. I signed you because I have respect for your accomplishments. I've given you more than enough opportunties. You were in the match to crown the first champion. You got the first one on one shot against Lita. You were put in the triple threat match against Lita. You even got a contender's match against Christy. You have no one to blame but yourself for losing."
The crowd cheers Janelle again. Trish obviously has no reply to this and as such hits Janelle with the mic. Janelle drops her mic and stumbles back as Trish hits a few rights to the face, then whips her across the ring. Janelle bounces back and hits her with a hard right of her own. Janelle hits a few more, then kicks her in the gut and goes for the Twist of Fate. Trish shoves her off and goes for a chick kick, but Janelle ducks and hits the reverse Twist of Fate instead. The fans cheer again as Trish rolls out of the ring, holding her neck. Janelle's music hits as she stares up at Trish and the show goes to commercial
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:54 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SEWF Tag team championships. Introducing first...
Trumpets blare throughout the arena as the Time is Now hits. John Cena and Shelton Benjamin walk out onto the stage, to the boos of the crowd
"...weighing in at a combined weight of 488 pounds, the team of John Cena and Shelton Benjamin!"
Cena and Shelton walk down to the ring and Cena slides in under the bottom rope. Shelton hops up onto the stairs, then walks across the apron and steps into the ring. The music dies out
Mike: John Cena and Shelton Benjamin beat Ken Armand and AJ Styles to get here tonight and challenge the Preditorz for the tag team titles.
Janelle: It's definitely surprising, but they function well as a team. Their methods wouldn't be my choice, but a win is a win.
*the sound of a tiger roaring blares through the arena, followed by a gorilla's roar. Then, "Welcome To The Jungle" begins to play through the arena as Silverback and Tygre make their way out from backstage, Silverback wearing his championship belt and Tygre holding his on his right shoulder. They both stop towards the top, Silverback in front and down on one knee with the massive Tygre standing behind him. Silverback throws his arms out to the side while Tygre throws his straight up as many-shaded green pyro go off behind them*
Announcer: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SEWF Tag Team Championships. Introducing first at a combined weight of 767 pounds. They are the SEWF Tag Team Champions, Silverback and Tygre, THE PREDITORZ!!!
*they then walk down the ramp and into the ring, Silverback silding in below the bottom rope while Tygre steps in over the top rope. They go into the same pose in the center of the ring before handing their titles to the attendant outside and warming up for the matchup*
Silver remains in the ring to start off for the champions. Shelton starts off for his team. The bell rings and the two men circle each other. Shelton obviously doesn't want to try to overpower the larger Silver. Silver comes in for a lock up but Shelton ducks under him and delivers a few kicks to his left leg. Silver turns around and goes for a clothesline. Shelton ducks again and kicks him in the gut, then hits a few rights to the head, with little affect. Shelton kicks him in the gut again and attempts to whip him to the ropes, but Silver reverses. Shelton rebounds and Silver lifts him up for the Gorilla Press Slam. Shelton gets planted to the canvas as the crowd cheers
Mike: Shelton Benjamin isn't getting off to the best of starts here.
Janelle: He's up against the largest team in SEWF. He can't try to brawl with him. Best bet is to take to the air.
Mike: Looks like he already did that, just not the way he wanted to.
Silver lets Shelton get up and hits the Skullcrush, knocking him back to the mat again. Silver tags in Tygre, who steps into the ring and pulls Shelton up again, then hits the Super Gutbuster and goes for a pin.
one...two...thr.....
Shelton kicks out.
Mike: That was a close call for Shelton in the early goings here. That was almost a three count.
Janelle: When the Preditorz hit you, they hit you hard. What looks like a simple maneuver is excruciatingly painful.
Tygre pulls him up again and whips him to the ropes. Shelton bounces back right into a bearhug, which Tygre quickly turns into the Stripe Remover. Tygre goes for yet another pin.
one....two.....thre.....
Cena comes in and breaks up the count, to the boos of the crowd. Tygre gets up and Cena immediately starts in with some big right hands as the crowd continues to boo. Shelton gets up and both he and Cena kick Tygre in the gut, then hit a double team suplex. Cena goes back out onto the apron and Shelton goes for a pin.
one....two....thre...
Silver breaks up the pin with a harsh kick to the side of Shelton's head. Silver pulls Shelton up and hits another Skullcrush before going back out onto the apron.
Mike: Looks like Silverback just got some payback for Cena and Benjamin's earlier double team.
Shelton rolls to his corner and tags in Cena. Tygre gets up and Cena hits him with some more hard rights, the crowd booing the entire time. Cena attempts to whip him to the ropes, but Tygre plants his weight, then whips Cena to his corner. He tags in Silver and they attempt the Jungle Death Gutbuster. Shelton comes in, however, and hits a chopblock to Tygre to take him down to one knee. Cena slides out of Silver's hold and hits a spinout powerbomb. He then climbs the turnbuckle as Tygre tries to stand and hits a legdrop across the back of the head to take him to the mat. Tygre rolls out of the ring to the floor as Shelton waits for Silver to stand. Silver gets up and Shelton goes for a superkick. Silver catches his foot and shoves it down, so Shelton turns it into a Dragon Whip. Silver stumbles to the side and Cena lifts him onto his shoulders, then nails the Attitude Adjustment and pins him.
one...two.....three!
Cena's music hits as the crowd erupts in boos and the referee hands Cena and Shelton the title belts.
Announcer: Here are your winners and the new SEWF Tag Team champions, John Cena and Shelton Benjamin!
Mike: What an upset! John cena and Shelton Benjamin have defeated the Preditorz to win the tag team championships.
Janelle: I'm shocked. I didn't think anyone would get the belts off them for a long time.
Shelton and Cena head to the back as the show goes to commercial
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:00 pm
Shawn Michaels is shown backstage, heading for the ring. Zarel is also heading for the ring and the two stop when they see each other. They lock eyes for several seconds without speaking.
Zarel: So, looks like you finally get your one on one match with me. I just want to make it clear that I don't really like you very much. But like everyone in this arena, I have to respect you.
Shawn smirks. "I don't much like you either. Frankly, I've always thought you were a real a**. Nowhere near the class act your brother is. However, since we've been here in SEWF, you've shown that instinct your brother has been pestering you about. You finally managed to get things done the right way. And I've gotta admit, you've beaten me fair and square. But here's what you need to understand. You've gotten lucky for quite some time. Tonight is my night. Tonight, you get the headliner, the Show Stopper, the Main Event, the Icon. Tonight the SEWF World championship comes where it belongs."
Zarel rolls his eyes. "You think it belongs with you? That's funny. But you know what. Bring your A game. I look forward to it. I want to beat you with the lights on bright and the whole world watching. Tonight it's me and you, one on one. There won't be any interference, and no excuses. May the best man win."
Shawn walks off as his music hits out in the arena
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:03 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SEWF World championship. Introducing first...
Sexy Boy hits as the lights flash and the fans rise to their feet. Shawn Michaels comes out onto the stage, looking out into the sea of fans.
"Making his way to the ring, he is the challenger, from San Antonio, Texas, weighing in at 225 pounds, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels!"
Shawn walks down to the middle of the ramp and kneels down, looking down at the ground. He looks up and raises his arms as pyros shoot off on the stage. He stands up and heads for the ring, slapping a few fans hands along the way. Shawn slides into the ring and spins until he's standing in the center. Finally he strikes his pose as the fans cheer louder. He stands and removes his entrance gear as the music slowly dies out.
Mike: Shawn is obviously focusing on winning the World championship. He has his sights firmly set on Zarel
Janelle: The last time they met for a world championship, Shawn Michaels emerged the victor. The question is, has Zarel discovered the right strategy to keep history from repeating itself
Stricken hits the PA as red lights flash and Zarel steps out onto the stage, the SEWF World Championship belt around his waist. The fans erupt as Zarel looks out at them from under his shades. Finally, Zarel turns and heads down to the ring.
"And introducing his opponent, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 328 pounds, he is the SEWF World champion, Zarel Damone!"
Zarel walks down the ramp slowly and stops, looking into the ring. Finally he turns and walks up the stairs, then steps in the ring through the ropes. He takes the belt off and walks to the right side of the ring, then raises his fists with the belt in his right hand while flames erupt from the turnbuckles. He turns and walks to the opposite side of the ring again as the flames continue to shoot up from the ringposts. He raises his fists again while the fans continue to cheer. Finally he turns to the center of the ring and hands the belt to the referee, then removes his leather trenchcoat and shades and hands them to an official outside of the ring. the music dies out as he turns and looks over at Shawn.
Shawn moves forward, a slight twitch in his hands. He looks focused, not grinning or mocking Zarel at all. The two men move in and lock up in the center of the ring. Zarel overpowers Shawn by giving him one hard shove into the corner. Zarel charges in and Shawn ducks under him. Zarel turns and Shawn chops him across the chest. Shawn goes for a whip to the ropes, but Zarel reveres and goes for a clothesline. Shawn hits the ropes and rebounds, then ducks the clothesline and hits the ropes again. He bounces back and goes for Sweet Chin Music early. Zarel ducks under the kick and lets Shawn turn around, then grabs him by the throat, looking for a chokeslam. Shawn kicks him in the gut and hits a right to the jaw. Zarel comes back with a uppercut to the jaw that knocks Shawn off his feet. Shawn rolls over to the corner and sits up in the turnbuckle, holding his jaw. Zarel remains where he is as the fans cheer.
Mike: That was some exchange there, but it looks like Zarel got the better of that one.
Janelle: That he did. Shawn can't afford to brawl with Zarel, but it's hard to fight the temptation to do what he always does
Shawn gets up and the two men circle each other. Zarel throws a right and Shawn ducks, then hits the ropes. He robounds back and Zarel catches him with a reverse elbow to the chin that takes him down again. Shawn gets up and Zarel whips him to the ropes, then hits a back body drop. Shawn hits the mat hard and Zarel follows with a hard stomp to the forehead. Shawn rolls away and gets to his feet. Zarel whips him to the turnbuckle and follows him in with a clothesline against the turnbuckle. He steps back as Shawn stumbles out, then kicks him in the gut and hits a vertical suplex. Zarel quickly goes for a pin.
one...two...
Shawn kicks out. Zarel pulls him up and lifts him onto his shoulder, looking for a running powerslam. As he starts running, Shawn slides down behind him and shoves him chest first into the turnbuckle, then catches him in a school boy pin as he stumbles back.
one....two...
Zarel kicks out. Shawn gets to his feet and runs to the ropes as Zarel gets up, then hits a running knee lift to the face to knock him down. Shawn climbs the turnbuckle and goes for his signature heartbreak elbow drop, but Zarel rolls out of the way, letting him crash to the mat. Zarel gets to his feet and raises his hand as the crowd cheers.
Mike: Zarel avoided one of Shawn Michaels' signature maneuvers and now looks to put him away with a chokeslam.
Janelle: Shawn went to the top too early and it cost him.
Shawn stands up and Zarel grabs him by the throat. Shawn squirms, trying to get free, then finally pokes him in the eyes to get free. Zarel stumbles back and Shawn attempts to whip him to the ropes. Zarel reverses and Shawn hits the ropes, then rebounds with his signature flying forearm to take him down. After a few seconds, Shawn nips up, also to the cheers of the crowd.
Mike: I don't think this crowd knows who they want to win.
Janelle: That's how you know you've got a good match going.
Zarel gets to his feet and Shawn hits an inverted atomic drop, followed by a chop across the chest and a straight right to the forehead, neither of which takes Zarel down again. Shawn attempts to whip him to the ropes again but Zarel reverses, then pulls Shawn in and grabs him by the throat. This time there's no escape as Zarel sends Shawn crashing to the mat with a chokeslam, then goes for a pin.
one....two....thre.....
Shawn somehow rolls his shoulder up. Zarel gets up and climbs to the top rope.
Mike: Looks like Zarel is taking a page out of Shawn's book.
Janelle: Big guys can fly too, and you're about to see that here.
Shawn gets up and Zarel takes him down with a diving clothesline from the top rope. Zarel rolls to his feet and signals for the end. He lets Shawn stand and then lifts him for the Cradle Piledriver. Shawn slides down behind him and catches him in a victory roll pin.
one....two...th.....
Zarel kicks out. The two get to their feet and Zarel clocks Shawn with a hard right hand. Zarel then whips him to the ropes and hits a spinebuster, followed by a pin.
one....two...th.....
Shawn kicks out again. Zarel gives a slight curse before pulling Shawn up into a bearhug.
Janelle: Smart move. Everyone knows about Shawn's back problems. Zarel is working over his back, looking to wear him down.
Mike: It's a time tested strategy that most of the men that have beaten HBK in recent years used to gain their victory.
After enduring the hold, Shawn finally hits Zarel on both sides of the head, forcing Zarel to drop him. Shawn hits a few rights to the head, then goes to whip him to the turnbuckle. Zarel reverses it into a hard whip into the turnbuckle that causes Shawn to flip over it, then flips back and land on his feet. He turns and just barely sidesteps a spear attempt, sending Zarel shoulder first into the ringpost. Zarel straightens up, holding his shoulder, and turns back towards Shawn. Shawn grabs the arm and drops to the mat, focusing the pain on Zarel's injured arm and shoulder. He then drags Zarel back to the center of the ring and locks in a short arm scissors.
Mike: Shawn seems to be focusing on Zarel's arm and shoulder after Zarel focused on Shawn's back.
Janelle: Shawn already felt some of that power. He isn't looking to feel it again.
Zarel isn't that weak yet, and lets Shawn keep the hold in while standing and lifting Shawn up over his head using the arm in the short arm scissors. Shawn's eyes widen as he realizes where he is. He releases the hold and jumps down, then kicks Zarel in the gut and hits a DDT. Shawn nips up again and climbs the turnbuckle, this time connecting with his signature elbow drop across Zarel's chest. He then stands in the corner and riles up the crowd before beginning to tune up the band.
Mike: Here it comes. Shawn Michaels is about to put Zarel away and claim the SEWF World Championship.
Janelle: If he hits this, I think you're right.
Zarel stands up and turns right into Sweet Chin music. Shawn quickly goes for the pin.
one.....two....thre....
Zarel shoots his shoulder up off the canvas. Shawn looks up at the referee in disbelief
Mike: I can't believe it! Zarel kicked out of Sweet Chin Muisic.
Janelle: Shawn can't believe it either. He needs to focus if he wants that world championship here tonight.
Shawn gets up and climbs the turnbuckle. He lets Zarel stand before attempting a diving moonsault. Zarel catches him, however, and plants him with the Cradle Piledriver, then lays on him for the pin
one....two....thre.....
Shawn kicks out. Zarel rolls off him and lays on his back.
Mike: And now Shawn has kicked out of the Cradle Piledriver.
Janelle: That tells you how much it means to them to be the man in SEWF.
Zarel gets up slowly and tosses his hair back from his face. He reaches down and pulls Shawn up by his hair, then kicks him in the gut and lifts him up for the D-Bomb. Shawn jumps down behind him, then goes for Sweet Chin Music again when he turns around. Zarel catches his foot and throws it down, then kicks him in the gut again. This time, he succeeds in hitting the D-Bomb and goes for the pin.
one....two....thre.....
again Shawn kicks out.
Mike: How much is it going to take to keep these men down?
Janelle: Obviously it's going to take more than what they've dished out.
Zarel gets up and pulls Shawn up again, going for another Cradle Piledriver. Shawn slides out behind him again and this time connects with Sweet Chin Music when he turns around. Shawn collapses as well and the referee begins his 10 count
one.....two....three....four....five.....six....seven.....eight.....
Shawn manages to crawl over and throw an arm over Zarel's shoulder.
one....two....thre....
Zarel gets his shoulder up again. Shawn rolls off him and to the ropes, pulling himself to his feet. Zarel rolls to the opposite side of the ring to pull himself up, then turns back to Shawn. Shawn attempts Sweet Chin Music but Zarel steps to the right and lifts Shawn up, turning him upside down and planting him with a second Cradle Piledriver, then pinning him
one.....two.....three!!!!
Stricken hits again as Zarel rolls back off of Shawn and lays in the ring.
Announcer: Here is your winner and still the SEWF World champion, Zarel Damone!
Zarel eventually gets to his feet and the referee hands him the title belt as the crowd cheers.
Mike: What a phenomenal match!
Janelle: I can't wait for Darkest Battleground
Zarel raises the belt to the fans as the show goes off the air
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