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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
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It begun as a dream....
A time honor tradition of wrestling greatness in the Detroit area where such greats as Lou Thez, The Original Sheik and Bobo Brazil honed their craft while entertaining the masses.
Grand Rapids would be the home and the dream became a reality.
If you build it...They will come.
Talented stars from the world over flocked to the little community of Grand Rapids signing their names on the dotted line to become Superstars....Legends...Immortals.
Some reached their pinnacle, while others crashed into the murky seas of defeat
Tonight we honor not only the stars of today, but those of the past that made Pro Wrestling Today the premiere organization in Sports Entertainment.
The lights might go out in the arena tonight for the final time, but the fire that burns in the hearts of every star, fan and crew member alike will never be extinguished.
We are PWT and WE WILL NEVER DIE
The show goes live inside the standing room only, sold out, can’t get a seat if you are the Pope…Angel Arena
Fecca" Welcome everyone to PWT’s Grand Finale. After all of the years I have spent Sunday night’s right here ringside calling the action. It is finally over tonight. After some poor business dealings made by Becca Wipwreck McCallister , she has decided under the advisement of her husband Wallstreet to close up our beloved company.
Styles" She spent all of our money on new boobs and won’t even let us give them a test drive"
Fecca" Oh she did not, I almost forgot you were there for a moment Eddie."
Styles" That would be horrible…A show without me would be a ratings nightmare"
Fecca" I like to think of it as Utopia myself. Let us not dwell on the sad part of tonight’s final ending, but instead on the great show we got on tap for you. Greats like Jimmy Stryker and Bobby Johnson will be doing battle, newcomers like Leaky Format will be in action. The face of PWT Christian Micheals is here tonight and of course the big one of the night for all the marbles so to speak"
Style" My boy NovaCaine defending the heavyweight title against the security guard"
Fecca" You mean Marcus Johnson"
Styles" Whatever"
Fecca" Without further wait, lets go up to Sabrina for the opening match of the tonight. CM in action against the BUD interloper Leaky Format"
Styles" If he is leaking, I hope he brought diapers"
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Leaky Format Vs. CM |
Sabrina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall........
his hype man (usually his cousin Chilly comes out)
"YES YES YA! YOUR DREAMS ARE NOW FULLFILL! GET OUT YOUR SEATS AND LETS GET ILL! LIVE BEFORE YOUR VERY EYES, HE IS THA EPITOME OF GREATNESS, YOUR WRESTLING ICON, GIVE IT UP FOR THA LEAKY ONE....LEAKYFORMAT"
THE LIGHTS GOES DOWN AS THE MUSIC PLAYS...
FOR THEY IS THE KINGDOM, THE POWER, THE GLORY FOREVER....
(pyros)
THE KINGS THE RULER THE RULER RULES
LEAKY FORMAT COMES OUT AS THE CROWD BOOS AND CHANTS "LEAKY SUCKS"...He does a spin and drops to his knees as more pyros erupts. While he walks to the ring with a cocky strut playing to the crowd. He enters the ring and does another muscle pose before the match starts
Sabrina: Currently in the ring, from Beufort, South Carolina weighing two hundred pounds.....Leaaaaaaaaaaaaaaky Forrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmat!!!
Fecca: There is Leaky Format. He seems to be confident here tonight!!
Styles: Why wouldnt he? I mean he is the epidomy of greatness Fecca!!
A video starts on the tron as we hear "Kryptonite" by 3 Doors Down start to play. This video comprised of images depicting Christian Michaels in PWT & ICWA action,.....Fans are cheering like hell, the lights coming back on to reveal their hero with his back to them....His arms are outstretched in Jericho-fashion...CM spins round and makes his way down the aisle slapping as many hands as he can on the way....
Sabrina: Making his way to the ring, from Memphis, Tennessee weighing in at two hundred and thirty one pound.....he is the Souther Hearthrob....Chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiistian Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiichaels!!!!
Many fans shouting well wishes as he moves up the steps.....Michaels steps into the ring and calls for those cheers ....The music fading away as CM waits for the match to start...
DING DING DING
The ref checking both men, as Leaky is over in his corner running his mouth. Finally CM and Leaky get face to face. CM then steps back a foot slapping the taste out of Leaky's mouth, as Leaky retaliates with a knee to the midsection, and then a hard right to CM. CM not having any of the crap Leaky is bringing to the table, as CM then gives Leaky a right of his own. Right now, Leaky is seen backing off rubbing his jaw, just looking at CM who has a look of death staring into the soul of Leaky. Leaky and CM lock up. CM with a quick headlock as Leaky breaks free quickly throwing him into the ropes, as he comes back, Leaky bent over for a back body drop only to have CM kick him square in the chin. CM then lifts Leaky into the air with a perfectly executed suplex. Leaky now on the mat holding his back as the shock of the mat really got him good.
Styles: CM beginning here with a flourish!
Fecca: A Flourish? Come on Styles!! CM is gonna be all over this foo!!
Styles: Stop trying to act cool Fecca, its not working out for you!!
CM then comes at Leaky with a elbow to the throat. Leaky holding his throat, as CM picks him back up on his feet, whipping him into the corner. CM comes a charging sending his shoulder into the gut of Leaky. A few more times he does this, before Leaky staggers out of the corner on his feet still, only to turn with CM being on the top rope, as he flies off the top nailing a huge crossbody block, crashing his frame down on to Leaky who just happens to have not noticed what has been going on for the past five minutes. CM then picks up Leaky, who is still a bit dazed, as CM then picks up Leaky once again into a suplex stance only to drop him to the mat in a jackhammer style fashion, rolling through into a single leg boston crab.
Fecca: 2 for 1 special via Christian Michaels!!
Styles: Holy crap Fecca!!! That was amazing!!!
CM holds onto Leaky's leg a bit, as Leaky is heard screaming in pain a bit, trying to get himself to the ropes to have the hold removed. Leaky gets to the ropes, but is quickly pulled back to the middle of the ring by CM, who now leans back more into the hold, increasing the pain into the body of Leaky. Leaky still fighting to get himself to the ropes. Leaky reachs the ropes finally wrapping his arms around the bottom rope. CM still pulling at him to get him away from the ropes, but some how Leaky uses his upper body to twist a bit rolling over onto his back and kicking CM square in the ass sending him through the ropes crashing to the outside of the ring. Leaky now rolls to the outside, as he seems to be limping a bit. Leaky smiles as he comes crashing onto the back of CM with a ax handle. Leaky now on the attack being cautious knowing that CM could strike back at any moment or time. Leaky then grabs CM as he rams him head first into the ring post sending CM bouncing off.
Fecca: Holy crap!!!
Styles: CM's head being used as a mallot I love it!!
Leaky then takes CM pushes him back then whips him into the ring steps. The ref's count now to 8 as Leaky slides back into the ring breaking the count, and then sliding back out. Leaky then grabs CM one more time as CM sends an elbow to the gut of Leaky. Leaky only to respond with a huge uppercut to the chin of CM. CM is seen grabbing the ring apron, holding himself up, as Leaky sends a swift hard kick to the leg, dropping CM to his knees. Leaky not wanting to be counted out tosses CM back into the ring. He then slides in himself and goes for the cover.
1.............2..........CM kicks out!!
Fecca: CM not done yet Styles!!
Styles: Lucky indeed!! CM wont give up easily Ill assure you of that!!
Fecca: Neither will Leaky!!
Styles: Duh!!
Leaky then grabs CM, lifting him up onto his feet, wrapping CM up nailing him with a huge tbone suplex. CM lies on the mat not sure what is going on, but Leaky is right there to greet him, as Leaky places a forearm to the face of CM, as the ref is seen trying to get Leaky to release CM before he gets himself dq'd. He does move the forearm before the ref's count of five, as he then picks up CM. Leaky bounces off the ropes and stiff clotheslines CM back down to the mat. Leaky then is seen locking on the STF submission, as CM is seen screaming out a bit in pain. Leaky knowing he has to take control in this match to secure himself a victory over CM, who is one of the best in the business.
Styles: Tear his leg off Leaky!!!
Fecca: Sit down and shut up Styles!!!
Leaky not getting CM to tap out, lets CM go. Leaky frustrated this match isnt over yet, as he picks up CM. Leaky kicks CM in the midsection. he then bounces himself off the ropes, as he lifts his leg for the Wetdown, only to have CM and his second wind kick in, grabbing his leg with his right arm, then clotheslining Leaky down hard to the mat. Now CM and Leaky both on the mat, as CM is trying to get his wits back, as Leaky not sure what has just happened. CM turns over noticing Leaky flat on his ass. CM crawling over to the ropes. He then reaches the ropes helping himself to his feet. CM then stumbles over and picks up Leaky. CM with Leaky wraps him up, and nails the Just Like that on Leaky, going for the cover.
Fecca: That's it. That;s It!!
Styles: No it cant be!! It Just cant!!
1............2..........Leaky barely get the shoulder up, as CM to exhausted to complain or argue.
CM then whips Leaky into the ropes, Leaky then ducks another clothesline of CM, as Leaky rebounds, like the Just Like That didnt even bother him much as he kicks CM in the chin one more time, bends him over, and lands The Wetdown on CM instantly. No questions asked!! Leaky for the cover.
1.............2............3!!!
DING DING DING
Sabrina: Here is your winner....Leaky Format!!!
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Backyard Title match
Travis McNeil(c) vs. Brian West
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Sabrina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PWT Backyard Championship!!
The lights in the arena dim before the metal laced sound of sharp guitar riffs beings rhythmically churning out of the pa system. The house lights, as well as those around the Titan Tron begin strobing in a purple hue in beat to the music. As Saliva's " Survival of the Sickest " continues to play, the fans give a decidedly negative reaction, as they know exactly who is coming out.
1-2-3-4!
As the voice of Josey Scott blasts from the speakers throughout, the song really kicks into gear as the crowd turns to the entrance ramp awaiting the arrival of the Kingpin of Sin...the Real Deal himself, Travis McNeil.
" I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's dress
I'm a smile on every criminal you'll ever acquit
I'm the things you've done you'd never admit
Cus one hand is on the bible and the other's in shit!
But right now
Your face is in the crowd
I'm shouting out loud
The one you counted out of the game!
Oh wow!
Take a good look at me now
Should've never had a doubt.
Is that you I hear screaming my name?!"
A few seconds later and out from the back struts Travis McNeil with Sindee on his arm, the two with supreme smirks on their faces.. They pause atop the ramp, looking out at the fans, almost in defiance of the verbal barrage that's being thrown their way. The couple continue to rub it in, as Travis quickly spins SinDee in his arms, the two shamelessly making out like a couple of horny teenagers for a brief moment before pulling themselves apart.
" I'm a roller
I'm a rider
The number one mother fuckin' survivor
So more over
I'm the driver
And I'm high and I'ma keep gettin' higher!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!"
Sabrina: " Making his way to the ring…he hails from Las Vegas, Nevada …and weighs in tonight at 232 pounds…he is " The Rrrrrrrrrrreal Deal" Travis McNeeeeeeil... ... ... McNeil!"
" I'm the one you thought that you could erase
But a predator that's faster than the food that it chased
You fall off the horse you brought to the race
I'll be the one who's flyin' by ya kickin' shit in yer face!
And right now
Your face is in the crowd
I'm shouting out loud
The one you counted out of the game!
Oh wow
Take a good look at me now
Should've never had a doubt
Is that you I hear screaming my name?!"
He throws out his arms as the pair begin walking down the ramp, Travis spinning around in a fashion similar to the legendary Ric Flair. As Travis nears the bottom of the ramp he breaks into a sprint, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He slows to a stop damn near in the center of the ring, already striking a pose as SinDee makes her way in from the outside.
" I'm a roller
I'm a rider
The number one mother fuckin' survivor!
So more over
I'm the driver
And I'm high and I'ma keep gettin' higher!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!"
He quickly kips to his feet as SinDee comes from behind, nealing as she runs her hands down his chest and stomach. As she raises, he walks over and ascends the nearest turnbuckle. He throws out his arms again, before running his hands through his hair. He gestures up and down his body as he flexes a bit, a huge grin on his face. He hops down and stretches a bit as his music is cut and the house lights return to normal, he hands the referee his backyard championship as he is awaiting his opponent.
Fecca: There is the backyard champion. Im sure he isnt ready for his opponent since, Brian beat him the last time these two faced off.
Styles: What the hell do you know Fecca? Travis, is decorated as a performer, and this will be another step in his greatness.
The entrance becomes completly black. The crowd in anticipation on who is about to enter. Scum of The Earth by Rob Zombie hits, as the fire shoots up from both sides of the man who is making his way to the ring. The man then rubs his bald head, as he fixes his sunglasses on his face, with his red and black tights covering his body like a blanket. The crowd on their feet showing their love for him, as he then slaps fives with the crowd on his way to the ring, and interacting with them a bit. He then slides into the ring, as the spotlights flicker rapidly as he then raises his hands high into the air as the crowd appreciates him and continues cheering for him as his music dies out you hear Sabrina...
Sabrina: From San......
-Brian is seen whispering in Sabrina's ear-
Sabrina: Correction, From Las Vegas, Nevada weighing 275 pounds, he is the Miracle Man, Brrrrrrian West!!!!
Ding Ding Ding
Fecca: Here we go Styles, pure hardcore wrestling at its best!!
Styles: I look forward to Travis teaching this newbie a lesson in respect!!
Travis lunges at Brian, as Brian quicksteps Travis stopping quickly sending a huge roundhouse kick to the face of Travis who is turning around, as he crashes hard to the mat. Brian catching him a bit off guard, as Travis feels his face for blood. Brian quick to slide himself to the outside of the ring, and reaching underneath the ring, pulling out everything dangerous, and useable things to completly destroy Travis with. The thoughts running through his mind, as Brian now slides back into the ring. Brian now bending down to grab a nearby garbage can, but there is Travis whipping him shoulder first into the steel post in the corner. Brian getting himself out of the corner, holding his shoulder, as he turns around as Travis meets him square on with the same garbage can to the head, sending Brian back a bit.
Fecca: Brian at the moment, not sure where he is!!
Styles: He knows, he would be smart to just leave now before he embarrasses himself any more.
Travis, then takes the garbage can and slams it one more time to the head of Brian, Travis still not done, as he then takes the can, ramming it into the gut of Brian. Travis tosses the can aside, as Sindee is seen handing him a singapore cane. Brian then walks up to Travis trying to get his hands on him, only to have the singapore cane land hard upside his head. Brian now goes down onto the mat, crashing hard. Brian checking his head now, but not finding that Travis broke him open any. Brian then gets to his feet, as he shakes his head, as he notices that Sindee and Travis are bringing in a table to the ring. Travis is seen leaning the table up against the turnbuckle pads in the corner, as Brian comes charging, Sindee trying to warn Travis, Brian is coming, but Travis isnt out of the way in time, as the table splits in half as well as Travis McNeil. Sindee now on the apron as she is seen taunting Brian, as he grabs a broken portion of the table lifting it above his head. Sindee giving Brian a look like he better not swing it at her, as Brian shakes his head, breaking the other portion in his hands over the top of Travis's head. Sindee now reaches in grabbing Brian by the head, as Brian just shoves her off the apron, as she crashes into the ringside barricade.
Fecca: How dare she get involved?
Styles: She was only protecting her man. Come on Fecca!!
Brian now grabbing Travis, as he sends a jumping knee to the face of Travis. Blood now trickling from his nose, as Brian then sends a right hand across the jaw of Travis McNeil, holding the head of Travis as another right hand, lands hard across his jaw. Brian goes for a trifecta, but Travis then knees him in the midsection, then connecting with the double armed DDT sending the head of Brian into the mat of the ring. Travis then rolls over on top of Brian sending rights and lefts to his head. Travis then stands up and sends a couple boots to the midsection of Brian and then to top it off one to his head. Brian not sure what to think until Travis goes to pick him up, but Brian then sends a low blow to Travis, backing him off of him. Brian then smirks as Sindee is back up on the apron, talking her smack again. Brian back in her face, as Travis reaches into his boot.
Fecca: What the?
Styles: Brian dosent know what is coming!!
Brian then turns around in time, as Travis comes at him with his patented telescopic baton. Brian moving, as Travis nails Sindee across the head with the baton. She falls like a rock to the outside of the ring. Travis drops his baton, as he slides to the outside of the ring to check on her. Brian not wasting any time, heads to the outside. Brian then grabs Travis and tosses him back first into the ring steps. Brian climbs up onto the outside ring barrier, as comes off the top with a huge dropkick sending Travis crashing back into the steel steps.
Fecca: Thats not normal for a guy of his size to pull that off!!
Styles: Amazing Fecca!!!
Sindee now coming to as she grabs the baton from the ring, and turns heading towards Brian and Travis, where Brian continues his pounding tyrade on Travis. As Brian is standing up, Sindee is right there, leaping off the steel steps, whacking Brian across the chest with the baton, sending her on top of Brian as Sindee now takes her shots for the shot she took because of Brian earlier in the matchup. As Sindee stands up, two pair of big hands are seen grabbing at her ankles from underneath the ring. The hands begin pulling her down, and underneath the ring. You can hear her screaming until the ring apron completly covers beneath the ring. Brian and Travis both down on the outside, now as Sindee is no where to be found.
Fecca: What? Who? When? How?
Styles: Good question Fecca!! Where the hell did she go?
Fecca: Who knows Styles!!!
Brian to his feet now, as he looks around, as Travis is seen trying to get to his feet, as Brian looks around for the where abouts of Sindee. She is no where to be found, as he then grabs Travis. Travis then sends elbows into the midsection where Brian backs off a bit. Brian now is met by a flying Travis McNeil coming off the ring apron, with a huge kick to the head. Brian now crashing into the barrier, as Travis climbs back up onto the ring apron once again. Then leaps off with some sort of a spear to the ribs of Brian, as the ring barrier has seemed to break. Both Brian and Travis are seen lying there on the floor somewhat into the crowd, as the referee and fans have no idea what to expect next. Travis then gets to his feet as he walks over to the time keeper location grabbing the Backyard title. He then tosses the belt into the ring. He grabs Brian tossing him back into the ring. Travis then slides in himself. He stands Brian up, as he grabs the title. He shoves the title in the face of Brian, talking smack to him telling him he will never take this title from him. Travis cocks back and swings the title at Brian, but Brian grabs him placing Travis over his shoulders.
Fecca: That's it!! Brian is gonna win.
Styles: No he aint!! Brian aint got nothing left.
Fecca: And Travis does?
Brian then hooks the head nailing "The Miracle" (Finlays Celtic Cross). Brian goes for the cover.
1.......2.........Kickout!!!
Styles: I told ya Fecca!!
Fecca: Wait wait look at this!!!
Styles: It's The Miracle Mile Fecca!!! Dont tap Travis!!!
Brian locks in the strong submission, as Travis not even expecting this after a huge kickout a moment ago. The knee wrapped around the neck and head of Travis, as finally you see Brian letting go of the hold. Brian gets to his feet, then lifting Travis to his feet, as Brian kicks him in the midsection. Brian places Travis in between his legs, lifts him up and nails him with the Supreme Killing!!!
Fecca: THE SUPREME KILLING!!!! That's Jimmy Stryker's finisher!!!
Styles: I cannot believe he used The Supreme Killing!!!
Brian then makes the cover.....
1..............2...............3!!!
DING DING DING
Sabrina: Here is your winner and NEW PWT Backyard Champion.....The Miracle Man, Brian West!!!
Fecca: Unbelievable...we have a new PWT Backyard Champion. Brian West has done it Styles!!
Styles: I cant believe it, but he did it. Good for you Brian!!!
The ref is seen handing Brian the Backyard Championship, as Brian drops to his knees. Brian holding the title close to him, as he admires the title, that is his. As from underneath the ring comes Jimmy Stryker. The two embrace, as the fans give both men a standing ovation. The two then stand in the middle of the ring, before exiting up the rampway slapping a few hands, and Brian showing off the Backyard title one more time.
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Re：PWT Presents 'Grand Finale' (6/01/08)
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Grudge Match
Whisper vs. Midnight |
| Fecca" Wow what a way to start out our final show in PWT. We have seen the upset of the night so far with Leaky Format defeating the face of PWT Christian Micheals and just witnessed the Backyard title change hands."
Styles" Brian West is a man beast and will hold that title for a very long time."
Fecca" Well yeah...I mean he is the last champion ,so law of averages says he is going to hold onto it for a while. "
Styles" Don't confuse me with your logic"
Fecca" Next up is what I would term the grudge match to end all grudge matches. The legendary diva Whisper returns to the ring in PWT to do battle with an old enemy and friend Midnight. Midnight has vowed this will be her last match ever, but that is something that gets said a lot in this sport these days so only time will tell."
Styles" Two hot chicks beating each other bloody, sounds like my kind of match'
Fecca" Glad to see all that therapy is helping you Eddie"
Styles" Bite me Bobsie"
The match between Whisper and Midnight was exactly what everyone thought it would be. Both ladies brought their A game to this final battle and left nothing but their blood on the mat. They fought throughout the ringside area and into the crowd several times which left both women battered and bloody. Midnight raked Whisper's eyes and looked to finally have the upper hand in this back and forth bloodbath. Midnight set up a table in the ring stopping long enough to put the boots to Whisper's ribs just to make sure she was going to stay down. Then Midnight went under the ring pulling out a case full of light bulbs and thumbtacks, with the help of a crew member she was able to get them into the ring and up onto the table.
Fecca" Oh my god she is going to kill Whisper"
Styles" She told Whisper there was going to be a death tonight and I guess Whisper's number is about to be up."
Midnight pulled a groggy Whisper to her feet and smacked her across the face laughing. She went to the top ropes looking for her finisher the decapitator...Midnight leaps going for the spinning kick when Whisper suddenly showed why she is a legend in this sport and caught Midnight in mid-air swinging her around and taking her down through the table full of light bulbs and tacks with a modified version of the Angel's Revenge sit-out power bomb.
Crowd" Holy Shit...Holy Shit!!"
Ref moves in for the count as Whisper leans up putting a hand on Midnight's chest...
One...Two...Three.....Whisper wins.
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Re：PWT Presents 'Grand Finale' (6/01/08)
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Titanium Title Match
Kimberly Pain(c) vs. Xavier Homicide |
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Fecca" You know being around this sport as long as I have you kind of learn some things from the wrestlers and I know that there is a lot of differing opinions to going on right after a very hot match. Some love to do it because the crowd is already hyped up, while others hate it because it means they will have to try harder to keep that crowd hyped. I wouldn't envy anyone having to go on after the match that Whisper and Midnight just put on out here, but if anyone can do it then it would be Kimberly Pain and Xavier Homicide"
Styles" The ring is cleaned up now, you can stop babbling"
Fecca" Lets go up to our next match of the evening...Xavier has been the whooping boy of the Caine Clan for a couple weeks now, and last week we saw his long time friend Jessica Jones turn on him for her spot back in the Clan. Xavier has always been the silent warrior to me, he don't complain about the hands he is dealt, he simply plays them out to victory. He had a rough start in PWT having to face so many talented men right in a row, but Xavier persevered in the face of such overwhelming odds and has come out of it a very sound wrestler. Tonight is his chance to achieve some final success. He could leave here tonight as what could turn out to be the final Titanium Champion ever."
Styles" Xavier is walking out of here just like he walked in here...A loser. He isn't going to get by Kimberly, just like he couldn't get by Malice last week. Xavier will once again fall victim to his own bad luck"
Fecca" Lets go up to the match"
Xavier was first out to a strong round of cheers from an arena solidly behind him, conspicuous by her absence was Xavier's girlfriend Melody who hadn't been seen since the match the week before when it became apparent she might have made a deal with the devil himself trying to save herself and Xavier from certain demise. The champion came out next to a deafening boo from the sold out crowd, Kimberly Pain's popularity had been decreasing by the week since she had joined up with The Caine Clan and became the woman of Mason Caine. She sneered at the crowd getting into the ring and waving the belt at Homicide before shaking her head No...Signaling he wasn't going to win the title that night.
Bell Rings
The match went back and forth with Kim using her speed and high flying expertise and Xavier using brute strength against the smaller woman. Each time the other went for the pin fall it became so close that you couldn't get a feather in between the ref's hand and the mat.
Fecca" Kimberly Pain has a war on her hands here, Xavier refuses to quit"
Styles" He don't need to quit, he just needs to get broken"
Kim forced Xavier towards the ropes hitting him with a series of slaps she calls the Start of Pain (Think CM Punk)...She whips him across the ring looking for the high cross body and somehow the referee gets in the way causing all three to collide and go crashing to the mat. With the ref down Malice sees his chance and comes running from the backstage area carrying Kim's favorite toy, the steel pipe. He rolls the pipe into the ring and Kim manages to grab it slowly climbing to her feet.
Fecca" No, not like this"
Styles" By any means necessary....The Clan must keep the gold"
Fecca" Have another glass of the Kool-aid Eddie"
Kim gets up first but Xavier isn't far behind, Kim drills him upside the head with the pipe sending him down to the mat with a thud. The crowd is booing until they are damn near hoarse now and Kim is smiling at her successful defense about to happen. Kimberly rolls Xavier over onto his back hooking on the Foresight (Walls of Jericho)...Malice is screaming from the ring apron for the ref to wake up and he finally begins to move around
Fecca" There is no way Xavier can get out of this, he is out cold"
Styles" Once again we see the power of the Caine Clan. There is strength in numbers and don't you forget it"
The crowd that had been booing so much erupts into cheers as Melody Sanders appears from the back in a long tan trench coat and walks to ring side. Malice turns away from screaming at the ref and looks at Melody. He yells something at Melody about going to the back and she just smiles before flashing open her coat and revealing to Malice, the crowd and a very, very lucky home audience that she isn’t wearing anything under the coat.
Fecca" OH MY GOD!!"
Styles"THANK YOU JESUS!!"
Malice is so distracted by Melody and the males of the crowd who were able to get a glimpse screaming that he don't see Xavier showing off the heart of a lion once again and using his strong lower body strength to push off a very surprised Kimberly Pain. Kim was so busy shooting daggers at Melody that she didn't feel Xavier moving until it was too late and he was able to push her off sending her flying into Malice. They crack heads with Malice falling off the ring apron and Kimberly stumbling backwards right into the school boy roll up by Xavier.
Styles" Nooooo, not like this"
Fecca" Any means necessary, remember?"
Styles" Shut up"
One...Two...Three...Xavier wins.
Kim kicked out a hair second to late with a look of utter shock on her face....Melody smiles strutting back up the ramp way leaving Xavier to celebrate his first major title victory in PWT.
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
People's Title Match
MJ Storm(c) vs. Jessica Jones vs. Da Sweet Lunatic
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Sabrina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the PWT Peoples Championship...........
'Poison' by Alice Cooper plays throughout the arena, J.J. steps out onto the entrance ramp.
Sabrina:'Heading to the ring from Miami, Florida weighing in at 125 lbs give it up for J.J.' Jessica Jones!!!!
Fans cheer as she taunts them for a moment before running down the ramp and sliding in the ring. She gets to her feet and runs into the corner getting up on the second turnbuckle. She raises her arms up over her head. After hopping down her music cuts and J.J. waits on the arrivial of her opponent.
Sabrina: And her opponent......
Perfect Insanity by Disturbed hits, as Jessica Jones, looks up at the rampway as out from behind the curtain walks DSL. She is not wasting a second in hurrying to the ring, as Jessica's game face turns from a small smile, to a complete shot of anger. DSL's expression from her uncanny scowl, changes to a smile as she then blows a kiss towards JJ. JJ not sure how to take it.
Before MJ can make his way to the ring, JJ attacks DSL. DSL then begins to fight back as the match has not even officially begun. The two seem to be tossing shot after shot at one another, as MJ has still yet to join the ladies in the ring. DSL not about to let JJ punk her out, DSL then kicks JJ in the gut and slams her head into the corner turnbuckle. DSL then takes her knee to the back of JJ a few times as JJ drops to her knees on the mat.
Fecca: Holy crap!!! This match has not even started and the two women are fighting it out!!!
The lights begin to flicker red as 'Nothing To Lose' by Operator begins to play over the pa system which prompts the crowd to boo loudly. MJ with the peoples title around his waist is seen slowly making his way to the ring. About half way down the rampway, he removes his title, then sliding himself into the ring, where the two women are still doing battle. The bell finally rings as DSL is seen with JJ in the corner slapping her with knife edged chops, then a right hand. MJ then comes charging at DSL, as at the last second, she notices him, as DSL moves out of the way in time, sending MJ into JJ. JJ now with a look at pain on her face even more as she just falls face first to the mat. DSL immediatly sending a type of ensiguri to the head of MJ staggering him a bit, as he falls right on top of JJ with his face implanted right into her crotch.
Styles: Wow!! This peoples Championship match has turned into one hell of a fight!!!
Fecca: Yeah but when MJ wakes up Im not sure he will know where his face actually was.
Styles: You would like your face there!!!
Fecca: Of course!!!
Finally DSL sick and tired of all of the talking the past few weeks, she then begins taking shot after shot to the head, the body and anywhere imaginable, to pull off the win. DSL then begins to send right hands to the head of MJ. To her knowlege that JJ is still down, but she is to her feet. JJ then grabs DSL by the hair, as she then drops her down into a modified backbreaker of sorts. DSL down on the mat as she is getting worked over pretty good at the hands of JJ. JJ then lifts up DSL to her feet, as she bounces off the ropes. She then grabs DSL by the head giving her one solid knee to the head, sending DSL flying backwards to the mat. MJ now coming to as he seems to already have problems. MJ now smiling as the two women are after one another.
Fecca: MJ back to his feet. He has yet to even get one ounce of offense in this match.
Styles: How many times do I have to get it through your head Fecca!! MJ is the peoples champion, and he is playing with them, using them to his advantage.
JJ helps DSL to her feet as MJ is seen standing right behind the two. Both women now in a lock up prespective, as the bump into the awaiting MJ. As the notice him standing there looking at them. Both of them turn sending a right hand to the side of the head of MJ who falls back into the ropes. as the two women who were once fighting, charge MJ, he ducks a bit sending not only JJ but DSL over the top rope and to the outside. MJ then slides himself out of the ring, as he then smirks, as he then takes DSL and using his strength tosses her into the ring post knocking DSL into next week, as now he takes JJ lifting her high over his head, walking with her over to the steps and dropping her head first onto the steel steps.
Fecca: Holy crap!!! These two women, look like they are out cold Styles!!
Styles: Yeah I would say they do!! They are not even moving!!
MJ then rolls JJ back into the ring. JJ still not moving as MJ is seen making the cover on JJ.
1............2............Kickout barely by JJ!!!
Styles: Amazing!!!!
Fecca: Indeed!!!
MJ a little concerned with JJ being able to kick out of the pin attempt after what just happened with her as DSL still out cold on the outside not moving. MJ then picks up JJ who is like rubber and not moving, lifts her up in the air, dropping her neck first across the top rope sending her spiraling to the mat. MJ who smiles at the carnage in the ring, the picks up JJ by her hair dragging her to her feet. He seems to be screaming some sort of obsenities at her, as he the points to DSL, telling JJ, that herself and DSL are nothing but jokes, and never should have got a chance at his gold. MJ then raises his fist to her and then slams it right into her forehead sending her crashing down hard to the mat. Now DSL has got to her feet, as she slides back into the ring, wrapping her arms around the waist of MJ. DSL trying hard to get him off his feet, but to no avail, MJ then swings around nailing DSL with a huge german suplex.
Fecca: Look at this . MJ is just taunting the fans now Styles!!
Styles: MJ, quit taunting and make a cover will you?
MJ is seen this time covering DSL!!
1..............2.............Kickout by DSL!!!
DSL knowing full well where she is, after having her brain scrambled with the back suplex, out of desperation sticks a thumb in the eye of MJ getting him off of her. MJ now covering his eye with his hand as DSL then lifts up JJ dropping her gut first on top of MJ. The ref begins his count.
1...............2............Kickout by MJ!!!
DSL then pulls JJ away from MJ now that she has the chance to pull a miracle off in this match. DSL then helps up JJ as the two yapping their gums at one another watching MJ get to his feet, as the two give hard shots to the head of MJ, and then deliver a double dropkick to MJ. MJ then goes falling back into the ropes, as JJ finally gets a hold of DSL with a huge spinning heel kick sending DSL crashing down to the mat now. MJ, then takes advantage, as he then charges at Jessica only for her to duck, as DSL now rolls towards the back of the legs of MJ sending him down into a small package.
1................2............JJ kicks DSL off of MJ!!
MJ not sure whats going on, but he can sure fill the boot of JJ, and DSL then adds another boot of her own. Finally JJ then grabs DSL nailing her with a DDT sending her head first into the canvas. JJ then is seen pulling DSL over next to MJ, as she smirks walking over to the corner. She then climbs up on the turnbuckle all the way to the top. JJ leaps off landing a incredible moonsault on both MJ and DSL.
Styles: JJ going all out here tonight Fecca!!
Fecca: Well this is the last night PWT will be around!! Take it to the extreme!!
JJ now is seen not only making one cover but two...
1.................2..............DSL and MJ both kick out.
JJ then scranbles to her feet, as she is not please this has not finished the job. DSL is the first to her feet, but only to have been planted back on the mat by a huge spear delivered by JJ herself. JJ now to her knees, as she wonders what to do with MJ Storm. This time to the top rope once again she goes. JJ leaps off landing a leg drop to the throat of MJ Storm that you would swear could crush his larynix. DSL now is seen in the corner of the ring noticing that JJ is back on her feet herself. DSL waits for JJ to turn around only to administer a kick to the midsection and BAM THE LUNATIC VIRUS!!!!
Styles: No!! It cant be over yet!!!
Fecca: That was DSL's finisher!!
1.............2...............MJ musters up enough strength somehow saving JJ from being defeated, bringing his title reign to an end.
DSL looks over at MJ and JJ wondering how in the hell this could have happened. MJ now lying on the mat, holding his throat, still coughing from the impact. DSL then grabs MJ helping him to his feet, as MJ turns around DSL's chance slamming her down into the Storm Chaser Slam. DSL now in the middle of the ring not moving, as MJ and now even JJ, not knowing the other one has their arm covering DSL as the referee makes the count.
1.............2..........Kickout by DSL!!!
JJ now looks up, looking square into the eyes of MJ Storm. She turns herself over to get herself up and to her feet, as MJ is quick to nail her with a shot to the head, as he motions for his Storm Chaser Slam. While he is attempting the maneuver, JJ pushes MJ backwards tripping him over DSL who still lies on the mat trying to find reality. As MJ falls to the mat, JJ grabs a hand full of tights as she has attempted a pin attempt.
1.............2..............DSL with a forearm to the back of the head knocking JJ off of MJ.
Fecca: DSL right there, to make sure she has the opportunity to take home that Peoples Title Styles!!
Styles: Yeah she may not be loony anymore but she is sure looney tuned on getting that championship gold Fecca!!
DSL now to her feet as MJ is seen getting himself up on his feet, as the girls do as well. MJ upset at what is going on, as DSL and JJ nod at one another and nail MJ with a huge double dropkick sending him back into the ropes. MJ now coming back at them with a vengance, as both DSL and JJ land a double DDT on MJ. DSL and JJ now quickly to their feet, as both women are throwing shot after shot at one another, after working to take out MJ Storm. DSL whips Jessica into the corner. DSL making her way running towards JJ, as JJ grabs her throwing her shoulder first into the ring post. DSL screaming out in pain, as JJ, is seen sliding to the outside of the ring. She notices the referee checking on DSL, who seems to be injured. JJ slides back into the ring, with the peoples championship title. She makes sure the ref is still checking on DSL which he is as MJ stands back up angrier than before. JJ then takes off nailing MJ in the head with the peoples championship sending MJ crashing down hard to the mat. JJ then tosses the title to the outside of the ring, where she now covers MJ, as the ref now turns away from DSL and goes to make the count.
1................2.................3!!!!
DING DING DING
Sabrina: Here is your winner and NEW PWT Peoples Champion.....Jessica Jones!!!!!
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Re：PWT Presents 'Grand Finale' (6/01/08)
Date Posted：02/19/2009 10:06 PMCopy HTML
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Legends Match
Bobby Johnson Vs. Jimmy Stryker
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| Fecca: We have seen two titles change hands here already tonight, could this be the night that all the titles change hands?"
Styles" Not going to happen ."
Fecca" Well if I was NovaCaine and Ciara Cage...I think I would still be a little worried about what has happened so far. Now folks it is time for the match that I can only term as the Legends Showdown. Bobby Johnson and Jimmy Stryker, you simply cannot find two bigger names in this sport and perhaps in this history of this company in a lot of ways. Tonight will most likely be the last time we see these two men in the ring together or maybe at all. The rumors are that Bobby Johnson is retiring after the night and Jimmy has been retired for quite awhile now. I'm sure Jimmy is proud of Brian West bringing home the gold here tonight, but right now he needs to be focused on Bobby Johnson"
Styles" Lets roll these two golden oldies out here and get this over with"
"The G.O.A.T.", by LL Cool J starts to play over the P.A. system. Single words start to flash up on the big screen….
NO……….GIMMICKS……..NEEDED.....
Various scene from past matches involving Bobby starts to play. Bobby giving Ricky Carter a 450 Splash off the top of a ladder, while Ricky’s laying on a table. Bobby giving Matt Matlock a Bourbon Street Blues™ in The Elimination Chamber. Bobby with a tight Bourbon Street Blues™ on Chris Stlyes. Bobby jumping off the top of the turnbuckle, and giving MJ Storm a Body Splash, while he is laying on the announce table. Bobby giving Luther Aldridge The Greatest Trademark Move Of All Time™. Bobby standing up on the turnbuckle with his arms raised in the air after winning the ICWA’s Royal Rumble 2. Bobby in the middle of the Hell in a Cell over a fallen MJ Storm, as he is holding the PWT Titanium, People’s, and Tag Team Championship’s simultaneously. Bobby holding the BUD World Heavyweight Championship high into the air after his match verses Matt Collins. Bobby executing a perfect Fleur De Leap™ on David Van Dam, and covering him for the three count to win the PWT Heavyweight Championship.
Sabrina"From New Orleans , he is the original bad boy of the Bayou....BOBBY JOHNSON!!
Bobby makes his way out from behind the curtains, and stops at the top of the ramp. He gets down in a Shawn Michaels type pose, as the crowd gives him a huge pop. He finally stands back up and starts to jump from side to side a lot like Brock Lesnar used to. He stops jumping after about ten seconds, and starts to make his way down the ramp. He stops in front of the ring, leaps up onto the rings edge, and grabs the ropes. He leap frogs over them, and lands inside the ring. He walks over to the far corner, climbs up the turnbuckle, and hold his arms in the air for the crowd as they chant his name. He gets back down, walks over to the opposite turnbuckle, and does the same routine. He finally jumps down and takes the mic from Sabrina giving a very heart felt speech to the fans of PWT thanking them for all the years of loyalty. He then put over the extreme talent of his opponent for the night before stepping back into the corner and waiting for Jimmy to come out.
Fecca" That was a very classy move by Bobby Johnson"
Styles" Borinnnnnnnnnnng"
Fecca" You have no respect for the legends of this sport"
Styles" Legends is just another name for antiques"
The lights begin to flicker, as the loud guitar sound hits. Right Now by Korn blares throught the arena. Jimmy is seen stepping out onto the ramp, in his patented ray bans, his bandana, and his normal wrestling gear. He flaunts himself to the crowd, showing them his complete egotistical, yet very somber and humbleness
Sabrina" Please welcome his opponent, the legendary icon...JIMMY STRYKER!!!"
. Jimmy just slides into the ring under the bottom rope as he continues to show off
Fecca" This is one of those matches I have been waiting to see all night"
Styles"Figures"
. Both men never had an advantage over the other and they used a vast array of offensive moves much to the crowds delight.
Bell ringing
Fecca" We just had the bell"
Styles "Oh thank god, I thought I was hearing bells again"
Sabrina"Ladies and Gentlemen we have went the entire time limit and the referee has ruled this match a draw"
Both Bobby and Jimmy left the ring together. They stopped at the top of the ramp and raised a fist to the crowd to show their appreciation for coming out to see them compete week in and week out. They went behind the curtain.
Crowd" BOBBY!!! BOBBY!!!
Crowd"JIMMY!!...JIMMMY!!"
Styles"Eddie!! Eddie!!!"
Fecca" Stop that"
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Wallstreet vs. DVD
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| Fecca" Folks the next match of the evening was suppose to be what I could only term a show stealer. Three years in the making this match waited and tonight we were suppose to see Wallstreet versus David Van Dam, but unfortunately neither man showed up to the building today and we have no real reason as to why"
Eddie" Don't pussy foot around the obvious, Becca Wipwreck and Wallstreet abandoned this company after they had stripped it over any viable money. It should come as to no surprise though that Becca would do that, she has been leaving this company hanging for as long as I can remember. She never was an owner and never will be, all PWT ever was to her was a playground for her friends and those she wanted as friends. We might not even see a paycheck for tonight's show but no matter how Becca left this company in the hands of a tyrant who destroyed it while she tried to take out her tonsils with cock in end PWT was about the fans and we are giving this show for them tonight and not anyone else."
Fecca" Wow...For the first time since I have met you , I actually agree with you"
Eddie" Its about damn time"
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Femme Fatale Title
Ciara Cage(c) vs. Georgia James Vs. Isabell Winters
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As we come back from the hype package for the Femme Fatale title match, the cameras cut to the ring which is currently empty. When all of a sudden the lights go out in the arena, and "Head for the Barricade" by Limp Bizkit starts to blare on the P.A. system. The crowd turns their attention to the ramp, as Isabell Winters steps out from behind the black curtains. She is met to a loud chorus of boos. . Isabell raises her arms in a taunting fashion at the top of the ramp, and gives a cocky grin. After this she begins to elegantly walk down the aisle to the ring with a look of confidence on her face. As she gets farther down the ramp, a few fans reach out their hands to get slapped, in which she goes out of her way to ignore them. She walks up the steal steps, before stepping through the bottom rope into the ring. She goes to the center of the ring and poses for a bit. Finally she goes to a corner, and stretches delicately, as her music fades to silence.*
The sound of "What I Want" By Daughtry begins to play over as the titratron flickers to life and shows the video of Ciara Cage. The gorilla curtain is pulled aside and Ciara comes out from behind it onto the stage. Dressed in her ususal ring attire Ciara taunts the crowd. As Ciara is announced to the ring she begins to make her way down the rampway and touches the hands of some of the fans leaning over the barricades.As she comes to the end of the rampway she takes a left where she then climbs the steel steps quickly hoping onto the ring apron. Ciara then climbs through the ropes and enters the ring where she goes to the closet turnbuckle. She taunts the crowd with her arms raised in the air. She then jumps off of the first turnbuckle and makes her way to the other three corners doing this until she is at the last one. That is when she jumps down into the ring and goes to the center where she jumps up and down waiting for her next opponent to come out to the ring.
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
I'm in home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Oh, now I'm coming home again
Maybe we can start again
Chris Martin sings the chorus of "Homecoming" as the crowd pops for crazy as images of The Glorified Goddess flash on the big screen as the golden pyro shoots up from the stage as through the sparks the steps out the goddess herself Georgia James with her arms extended out in the crucifix with a cocky smirk across her face standing in the midst of the golden sparks. She slowly struts down the aisle and throws up the A hand gesture forever repping Atlanta as her manager and confidont Paul Heyman follows her from behind.
Sabrina: Hailin' from The A your Glorified Goddess, The Fabulous Georgia JAAAAAAAMES!
Georgia stops at the base of the ramp and puts her hand over her eyes looking out over the many adoring fans as the cheer her on and she cracks a cocky smile as she takes a bow and then backs up and runs sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. She stands up and then salutes the fans with a smirk as she turns around and hops around a bit and then to the Ciara and rubs her hands together awaiting her opponents for the night to make their first move.
Frank Mason tonight’s official is handed the Femme Fatal Championship as Georgia and Izzy look at it as he holds the belt high in the air. This is going to be one special night for one of these three ladies and one miserable night for two of them. Izzy and Georgia gaze up at the title belt before Mason lowers it and they turn their attention to Ciara who smirks to herself and looks at both the women and runs her hands across her waist telling them that it’s staying with her. Georgia and Izzy seem to have put their personal differences aside as they circle the champ and corner her.
Fecca: The final match in these women’s PWT career and it’s come down to this final showdown for the Femme Fatal Champion. The winner with the bragging rights to be called The Femme Fatal of all femme fatal’s!
Styles: My money’s on The Izz. I have seen through Georgia after all these years of hyping her and I’d like to apologize for my very blind fan boyish behavior all this time.
Fecca: You’re a real piece of work. You jump on the Izzy bandwagon all you want but tonight I am going to be pulling for Georgia. With all she’s been through if she wins it this is going to be the icing on the cake. The Icing on the proverbial cake!
Styles: Shut up they’re about to fiiiight. If there’s nothing I don’t love more then The Izz it’s a good three way catfight. Rawr ladies, rawr!
Georgia donning her solid gold jumpsuit that shimmers and shines in the bright lights backs up a bit after a quick pow wow session with Izzy about how to attack the champ. They come to an agreement as Georgia allows Izzy to go in for the kill but as she does Georgia rushes her with a clothesline from behind blindsiding her as Ciara can’t help but laugh at The Izz as she likes to call herself. Georgia immediately backs up a bit sizes up her fallen foe who tries to pull herself up on her hands and knees and again runs forward punt kicking Izzy right into the ribcage and then raising her hands in the air with an ear to ear grin as she if she’d just kicked a field goal right in between the up rights.
Styles: This is why I don’t support The Glorified Goddess. Her sneaky deceitful nature!
Fecca: The Izzy should have known better. Georgia hates her…
Styles: Title match hello! Personal grudges are suppose to be put aside for the match.
Fecca: Evidently not Georgia just delivered a sick measured knee drop right to Izzy’s ribcage and she’s making the cover..
ONE…
TWO…
Ciara breaks up the count pulling Georgia off Izzy and immediately Georgia pops back up and gets right in the champions face and they’re nose to know. The crowd is buzzing at this as Georgia backs up and fires off a right hand shot to the jaw not hesitating to lay into the champ as Ciara absorbs the blow and answers back with a right and left of her own. They trade off repeated blows back and forth and Ciara backs up and lunges forward with a fore arm shot and then Georgia takes the hit and fires off her own forearm rocking the champion. The fans are cheering them on as Izzy pulls herself back up holding her ribcage. Georgia is met with another forearm forcing her to take a knee and as she pulls herself up Izzy grabs her from behind around the waist and hoists her up into the air driving her down with a German Suplex. Georgia crashes to the canvas with a thud as Izzy releases the waist lock unable to bridge feeling the impact herself rolling to her stomach as she tries to catch her breath. Ciara decides not to let her get a second wind and delivers a series of elbows to her back. She then rolls her over and repeats the process driving the point of her elbow deep into Izz’s mid-section and then she immediately makes a cover stacking her up.
ONE…
TWO….
THR----
Georgia shoves Ciara off Izzy and then pulls herself up as Ciara is back up and in Gee’s face but Georgia doesn’t waste anytime to argue raking her in the eyes. The fans let out some boos as Georgia shrugs her shoulders with a little bit of a grin as she sees that Ciara turns her back to her and she runs and clips her knee with a chop block forcing the fans who were solidly behind Georgia to start to boo her for her cheating ways. As they’ve grown to love Ciara over the last several months on her rise to the top in PWT and now Georgia smirks as she drags Ciara to the ring ropes and puts her leg on the middle rope and then she hopes up and drives her knee down on it viciously…
Fecca: This is perverse and look she’s barking orders at that diabolical Paul Heyman.
He slides a steal chair into the ring as he begins to get into it with Frank Mason as Georgia opens the chair and slides it around Ciara’s knee and then climbs to the second rope. The fans are gasping as Georgia hops down crashing into the chair stomping on it as she perfectly executes the Pillmanizer. She smirks as Ciara howls in a great deal of pain reaching for her know seemingly destroyed knee as Georgia struts around the ring with a smirk then immediately notices the referee turning back around and pulls the mangled chair off Ciara’s knee and slides it back out of the ring. She gives Paul a thumps up saying "good job Paulie" as he gets a manical smile nodding his head saying, "no good job Gee!"
Fecca: What the hell is this? Good job Paul? Mason do your job and disqualify her. She’s literally taken out Ciara and I don’t think she’ll be able to even continue.
Styles: I think that if the ref doesn’t see it then it’s all legal. So she did what she’s always done when she could and that’s cheat, cut corners, and get ahead. I’ll give her credit where it’s due she’s a damned great competitor who works the system like no other.
Ciara is almost helpless as she holds her knee in pain and Georgia knows that Izzy is back in the fray as she is up still favoring her ribs and Georgia charges and Izzy avoids the contact and then slams her shoulder first into the ringpost. Georgia topples to the outside of the ring as Ciara is still hurt and in a badway as Izzy immediately locks in the figure Four Leg Lock. This could been it if Heyman hadn’t informed Frank Mason that Georgia’s shoulder is severely injured needing attention forcing Mason to climb out of the ring and attend to her just as Izzy had the figure four locked in tight a good ways away from the ring ropes.
Styles: Oh this is too damn much Mason she’s not hurt she’s faking it.
Fecca: Didn’t you see Izzy throw her into the ringpost with a lot of force?
Styles: I saw it but that’s not something that keeps Georgia down.
Fecca: Looks like it is…
Now Ciara who’d just had her knee destroyed is in the hold and she does resist it but she try as she might just can not reverse the hold or get to the ropes and begins to tap out as she’s just inches away from grabbing the rope but failing to succumbing to the pain. Now Georgia seeing this as Mason with his back turned to the action helps Georgia up and as he does she grabs Ciara’s hand and pulls her to the ropes just as she tapped inches away from the ropes aiding her. Georgia smirks as she alerts Mason of this and he begins the five count on Izzy who is beside herself at Gee’s antics.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE...
FOUR…
Izzy breaks the hold and she gets out of the ring and immediately goes after Georgia but as she does Gee hides behind Mason forcing Izzy to barrel right into him with a running forearm that knocks him into the the ring post head first and he is now sprawled out on the ringside floor. The fans are giving a mixed reaction as Georgia is laughing as she mockingly rotates her shoulder to loosen it up as Izzy continues her hot pursuit. Georgia runs around the ring and slides into it as Izzy chases her and right as Izzy runs in she’s met by Ciara who takes her out with a Clothesline. Ciara sees Georgia who is standing tall and she hobbles out of the ring and grabs her Femme Fatal Championship belt and then slides back into the ring. She knows that Georgia’s going to be up something as Georgia demands that Ciara put the belt down but Ciara doesn’t listen and charges after Georgia running as best as she can on one bad knee and Georgia dropkicks her right in her bad knee forcing her down and in a heap. Georgia just kneels down and looks on with a great big smirk written across her face as she pats herself on the back as the fans boo her relentlessly as she picks up the championship belt and looks at it with a longing gaze telling it soon it’ll be all hers again before slamming it down but as she turns around Izzy Winters comes off the top rope with a Missile Dropkick that takes out Gee. She then picks up Georgia and drills her with a snap DDT right on the Femme Fatal Championship belt.
Styles: Poor Izzy no referee to count the three and end it with the rightful goddess of PWT as our new champion.
Fecca: Those are the breaks….
Ciara pulls herself up still hobbling around on one bad leg and she runs at Izzy and hits a bulldog. The move connects right across Georgia’s mid-section driving Izzy head first into the canvas killing two birds with one stone. Immediately after hitting the move Ciara goes out of the ring and she wakes up Mason and then slides back into the ring and pins Georgia. Still groggy Mason slides back in slowly and counts down Gee.
ONE….
TWO…
TH----
Georgia is able to kick out and then Ciara seeing that Izzy’s still down she immediately goes for the cover and pins her as well.
ONE…
TWO….
THRE----
Izzy is able to kick out at the very last instance. The crowd is going wild as she pulls herself up slowly yet surely collecting herself and as she looks down at her two fallen opponents and the first to begin to stir is Izzy who gets to a knee and running at her Ciara hits a baseball slide dropkick right to the face. She then makes the cover…
ONE….
TWO…
THR----
She is able to kick out and Ciara goes to pick her up and immediately she goes for the Cage Effect but it’s blocked as Izzy hits a Northern Lights Suplex and Bridges.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-----
Ciara is able to kick out as Georgia pulls herself up and sees both women down and she begins to stalk them waiting and waiting. As Izzy pulls herself up Georgia sizes her up and attempts The Dream Sequence but Izzy has just enough in her tank to dodge the devastating Savat Kick and then hit Georgia with the inverted backbreaker. Georgia drops down in pain and Izzy immediately makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO….
THR----
Georgia is able to kick out… The crowd cheers as Izzy looks on in disgust and she pulls herself up slowly taking her time as she meets Ciara face to face as Georgia slowly recovers from the backbreaker allowing these two to face off. Izzy whips Ciara into the corner and then runs at her but Ciara is able to get a boot up. Staggering Izzy but she is relentless and runs at her again this time getting another boot for her trouble and then a third time Ciara is able to leap off the second rope with a cross body driving Izzy down to the canvas.
ONE…
TWO….
Izzy is able to kick out and Ciara pulls her up and places her inbetween her legs and goes to hoist her up for a powerbomb but her knee buckles from under her as Georgia finally pulls herself up to a vertical base. Immediately Izzy is able to take down Ciara as she attempts the powerbomb once more tripping her up sweeping her legs out from under her right into "The Lovely Lock" on her bad leg that had been targeted all match long. Georgia sees this and the fans know what could happen next as Miss James lunges forward and damn near decapitates Izzy Winters with the Dream Sequence finding it’s mark. Georgia sees that Ciara is back to a vertical base and she advances to her but Ciara is able to fight her off a bit but Georgia is relentless and comes at her but after an elbow to the mid-section Ciara musters up enough stretch to slam her down with a Side Russian Legsweep. She immediately goes up top and leaps through the air with the Five Star Frog Splash as time stands still she crashes down to the canvas right across the chest of Georgia. Hitting she bounces off Gee and holds her mid-section before crawling right across Georgia and pinning her.
ONE….
TWO….
THRE-------
The crowd goes nuts as Georgia is able to kick out. Izzy is still not up as she’s struggling to recover from the Dream Sequence just moments before as Ciara is feeling the impact of the frog splash while still nursing her knee. She pulls herself up and then picks up Georgia knowing that this could be it and as she attempts to lock up Gee for the Cage Effect Georgia with just enough left in her swiftly kicks Ciara in the knee and tosses her out of the ring as Izzy gets to a knee. Georgia runs at her and charges but Izzy evades her advances and then attempts the "Goodnight Kiss" but Georgia is able to reverse it and immediately she is able to take her down and lock in the "Glorified Lock" Ripping and tearing at Izzy in the modified Crossface. She has the hold in tight and Izzy try as she might can’t get out of the hold and she taps out.
Sabrina: Here is your winner and the new FEMME FATAL CHAMPION GEORGIA JAAAAAAAAAAMES!
Georgia smirks as she’s handed the belt and she kisses it and takes a bow as she looks on to the fans who start a Gee chant. She wins the title and exacts a little bit of revenge on Izzy Winters as on the last show she forces her to tap out and go out as Thee Gold Standard….
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Main Event
Heavyweight Title Match
No Dq/Falls Count Anywhere
NovaCaine(c) vs. Marcus Johnson |
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This is it folks, no more pop, no more pyro, no more long winded promos and no more PWT Shockwave every Sunday night to take away your boredom. The Grand Finale hasn't exactly be the greatest show ever in PWT's vast history, but for now it will have to do as the final show. We are back ringside with Bob Fecca and the Icon of Style Eddie Styles.
Bob" I can't believe I'm saying this folks, but we are about to have our last match in Professional Wrestling Today. For so many years I have sat at this desk watching the young blood rise through the rankings of PWT to become some of the greatest this company has ever seen. I have watched some of the biggest surprises in this sports history take place in that ring and even on some occasions I got involved in the action itself and can say without a doubt it can be very real and very painful. I have cherished our time together folks and I will miss calling the action for you every Sunday night...From the bottom of my heart and for all the wrestlers and crew that have made this place great...We thank you"
Eddie" Would you like to tongue kiss everyone now or later?"
Bob" Oh cut the act for just once Eddie and admit that you love this place along with everything that it has given you. It is our final time together Eddie"
Eddie" Thank God"
Bob"EDDIE!!"
Eddie" Fine you big girl, it has been fun folks and we will miss you as I'm sure all the ladies will miss me. "
Bob" Keep standing still Eddie and those bullets won't miss forever"
Eddie"Ha!! Touché Bobsie"
Bob" Lets go up to the ring and Sabrina for one final time"
The crowd in Angel Arena has been on their feet since the opening bell and they aren't going to sit down now. Sabrina walks back to the center of the ring looking gorgeous in her sky blue evening gown.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this is the final match of the evening"
Crowd goes nuts
"It is for the PWT Heavyweight title and will be contested under no disqualification with pin falls counting anywhere in the building."
Sabrina looks a little misty eyed announcing her final match for PWT...The crowd starts to chant...*Clap Clap* We love you * Clap Clap* We love you...
"If You SaMELLLLLL... Take A Shower..." is heard then "Big Gun" by AC/DC hits the p.a system. The crowd pops like a weasel for PWT's Head of Security, the Marcus of Johnson as he comes out from the back wearing his in-ring attire and carrying a steel chair. He pauses at the top of the ramp to soak in his surroundings and the noise from the crowd.
Sabrina- Making his way to the ring, he is devilishly sexy and I want to bang the sh*t out of him... the MARCUUUUUUUUUUUUS OOOOF JOOOOOOHNSOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooon!!
Bob" Marcus looks ready for war tonight, and with the sight of that chair in hand I don't think this is going to be a technical match"
Eddie" What an idiot, who the hell does he think he is, New Jack?"
Bob" Just call him New Johnson"
Eddie "Oh aren't we witty tonight and gee just think it only took you eight years"
Marcus walks to ringside stopping to jaw with the fans along the way, he rolls into the ring bouncing around like a bunny on coke , he climbs onto the second ropes in the far corner talking to the crowd that seem very solidly behind Marcus tonight due to that Hitler factor that Nova seems to have everywhere he goes.
Marcus' music fades and the lights dim with a single spotlight circling the crowd and the stage area, we expect to hear the dulcet tones of Devils Rejects coming from the P.A. system, but instead we are greeted with the stomp, stomp, clap of one of the most famous rock songs of all times. The fans stare puzzled at the top of the ramp with We will rock you by Queen playing to a deafening tone. The big screen over the stage entrance lights up and we see the back hallway of the arena. Out of the dressing room at the far end of the hallway steps the six foot eight wrecking ball Malice, next comes Kimberly Pain and then Jessica Jones followed finally by Josiah Caine. The remaining active members of the Caine Clan fill the hallway in a two by two formation and start to walk slowly down the hallway, out of the door comes NovaCaine with the heavyweight title strapped around his waist, his fists are heavily taped and he is carrying crowbar. The Caines move down the hallway much like a boxer's entourage with the heavy beats of Queen echoing throughout the building.
"An his opponent is the current reigning and defending Heavyweight champion of the world, he hails from the city of Lost Angels but now resides in ward seven at Sulphur Springs Sanitarium.....This is Novacaineeeeeeeeeee"
The rest of the Caines peel off to either side shouting last words of encouragement or advice as Nova steps to the forefront and heads through the curtain out onto the stage and into a sea of boos. We have no time for a bell or anymore pomp and circumstance from either man as Marcus seems hell bent on taking this match to the extremes. He charges up the ramp with the steel chair in hand, Marcus swings the chair at Nova like he is going to home run the Cancerous one's head out of the arena but Nova brings up the crowbar blocking the shot. The two have a little fencing contest on the top of the ramp with Nova swinging the crowbar and Marcus the chair.
Bob" This is the most peculiar way I have ever seen a match start"
Eddie" Looks like a really bad remake of Star Wars."
The two men battle back and forth across the stage with neither man willing to give the other any ground until the first mistake of the match is made. Nova swings the crowbar at Marcus' head and mister show tunes goes low ducking the shot and burying the top edge of his chair into Nova's ribcage. The champ drops his crowbar doubling over as he tries to regain his air and presents himself as an open target, Marcus winds up and brings the chair down right on the back of Nova's skull with a sickening thud. The champ goes down hard onto the top of the stage with his face slamming against the steel platform. Marcus waves in the ref looking for that quick pin fall that will let him obtain that final dream.
One...
Two...
Th...
Nova kicks out and Marcus quickly returns to the offensive, he picks Nova up and takes him over with a snap suplex sending Nova's spine cracking off the stage in brutal fashion.
Bob" The challenger has the upper hand here to start the match. I was one of those raising an eyebrow when Marcus was announced as the challenger for Nova's title, but he has proven to be a very resourceful young man that has held his own against the onslaught of Caine Clan rhetoric"
Eddie" Yeah,Yeah...He has held up because Nova hasn't been pressing him hard, Marcus needs to go back to what he does best...Clean up in aisle five Sunny Jim"
Bob" Shut it"
Marcus and Nova continue to battle it out on the stage with Marcus still holding the upper hand he slams Nova's head against the wall on the stage and slowly starts to climb the side of the structure that holds the big screen i.e. PWTvision or Titantron whatever. The crowd gasps as Marcus climbs to the very top of the big screen perching himself there like a leopard in a tree waiting for its prey to pass by.
Bob "Oh my god what the hell is he doing?"
Eddie" Committing career suicide it looks like"
Nova staggers to his feet and Marcus leaps looking for the Randy Savage like double axe handle shot ,but Nova quickly ducks out of the way and Marcus comes down hard landing on his feet and then falling forward grabbing at his knee and screaming bloody murder.
Bob" Jesus, he could have just blown that knee out"
Eddie" I smell blood in the water and Nova is circling."
Marcus manages to get back to his feet for a split second before Nova swoops in from the back sending a chop block to the back of his knee buckling Marcus and sending him tumbling off the stage into the equipment pits on either side of the stage. Marcus crashes down on top of one of the heavy wheeled gear boxes and lays there. Nova smirks at the audience inciting those boos before climbing off of the stage and down into the equipment area. He grabs a length of television cable wrapping it around Marcus' neck while attempting to choke the life out of him...Marcus flails around trying to breathe, he shoots an elbow back into Nova's jaw getting him to release his grip on the cable and allow Marcus to breath.
Bob" I think Nova was just trying to kill him for Christ’s sakes."
Eddie" All is fair in love and Caine Clan violence I say"
Marcus rolls off of the gear box onto wobbly feet and suddenly eats a face full of camera case that Nova just hurled at him. Marcus goes tumbling back over the big gear holder and crashing to the concrete floor. Nova is still feeling the aftershocks of that chair shot earlier and stumbles towards Marcus. He pulls the gear box away from Marcus momentarily to see the little deranged circus monkey laying against the wall and then Nova shows why he is always dangerous to be in the ring with. Nova pushes the gear box with all his might right back into Marcus sandwiching him between the heavy equipment box and the wall. Nova shoves the box out of the way after slamming it into Marcus several more times and then moves in for the pin fall.
Bob"It could be all over here, Marcus tried valiantly but Nova is sometimes just a damn juggernaut that can't be stopped."
Eddie" Finally you started listening to me on our last show...Took you long enough.
Nova covers Marcus and the ref moves in to make the count.
One
Two...
Thr...
Marcus shoots a shoulder up at the last nanosecond sending the crowd into a huge eardrum shattering round of cheers. Nova slams his hand against the floor obviously a little frustrated that he couldn't put Marcus away so easily. Nova drags the nearly lifeless and bleeding Marcus of Johnson to his feet and whips him towards the security railing that surrounds the entire equipment area...Marcus reverses and somehow finds the strength to send Nova flying over the security railing knocking over several fans and landing in a row of seats. Marcus staggers slowly towards Nova still favoring that knee heavily; he stops long enough to pick up a piece of wood he found laying among the gear. Nova got to his feet at about the same time Marcus reached the security railing and Marcus bashed him right over the top of the head like his first name was Hacksaw or something.
Bob" This match it quickly becoming nothing more then a violent brawl"
Eddie" Becoming? Hell this match started out as a brawl and I love every minute of it"
Marcus made it into the crowd bashing Nova in the face again with the board and ripping open a cut that was bleeding heavily now leaving both men covered in blood. The bloody duo fought all the way through the crowd into the backstage area...They fought back and forth down the back hallway and right through the ladies dressing room sending all the men in the audience watching the big screen into catcalls and wolf whistles as the half naked girl's scattered and everyone got treated to Ciara Cage's thong clad ass running across the room out of the way. Nova and Marcus stopped fighting momentarily to grin at each other and shoot a big thumbs up like they were Ebert and Roeper before going back to beating each other to death. Marcus sent Nova flying into a set of lockers. Nova laid against them barely moving until Marcus got close enough and then Nova struck. He had found a can of hairspray in the gym bag he landed on and used it to blind Marcus and then spear him right through the doors into the women's showers. There was no one naked unfortunately but all of those girls from the locker room shot back out of the showers with everyone once again getting to see some booty action.
Nova goes for the pin fall when the two land on the tile shower room floor with a double thud
One
Two
Thre
Marcus kicks out yet again
Bob" There is no quit in this guy that Nova thought was nothing more then a security guard"
Eddie" He is in the perfect place, after he gets done getting his ass kicked. Nova can put him in charge of scrubbing the toilets.
The battle continued out of the women's showers and down the hallway both men are a bloody mess by now and using everything they can find besides the kitchen sink to hit each other.
Marcus hits Nova in the head with a kitchen sink.
Never mind. Nova drops quicker then PWT's ratings in the past week, and Marcus moves in for the pin fall again.
One...
Two...
Three...NO!!
Nova's shoulder comes up just as the ref's hand was about to touch the floor. Marcus lets out a heavy groan of frustration and climbs back to his feet wiping the blood from his eyes.
Bob" What a match these two men are putting on to close out PWT's long history of wrestling perfection"
Eddie" To bad tomorrow they both will be on the free cheese line huh?"
Bob "I highly doubt that"
Marcus drags Nova back to his feet looking to take him up for the Mojo Jojo Go round flippity doodle Ma--Ahh hell it’s an F-5. Marcus shows off the leg strength picking Nova up onto his shoulders and going for the spin, but Nova slips off his back hooking him around the waist and German suplexing him right back into the wall with a sickening thud that even has the ref cringing.
Bob" Son of a bitch he could have just fractured his skull with that move"
Eddie" Ahahaha now this is the way to end the show..Fuck the Sopranos we are going out with some dead monkeys."
Nova staggers getting to his feet and falls back to one knee, the fight has just been sapped from both of these epic competitors here tonight and it is amazing they are still able to move. Nova drags Marcus down the hallway by his legs kicking open a side door and stepping right out into the concession stand...The fans that were standing in line trying to get their last beer or soft pretzel of the night get a real surprise as Nova and Marcus come tumbling into the stand taking out one of the workers in the melee and sending the rest scattering for cover. The camera man somehow gets caught up in the mix and the screen goes black causing the fans in the arena to boo and go wild screaming for the picture to come back.
Bob" We seem to have lost video to the back folks, but are working quickly to fix the issue"
Eddie" I hope they hurry, I think the locals might riot"
Several minutes later the screen flickers to life with some grainy images of Nova and Marcus sitting on the floor of the concession stand drinking beers and eating popcorn.
Nova" Shit I think this damn cut is going to need some closing"
Marcus puts down his beer " Let me look...."He crawls over to examine Nova's head" Maybe a few staples"
Nova" Fuck!! There is another scar to add to the records"
Marcus spins around wiping the blood from the back of his skull as well as his face " What about me?"
Nova looks at the wounds " The one on the back of your nugget is nothing, but that one on your temple might need some closing up"
Marcus nods as Nova crawls back to his feet finishing off his beer " Well lets get this thing going again"
Nova grabs the microwave ready to smash Marcus in the head with it when Marcus screams " STOP!!"
"What?"
"I haven't heated up my nachos yet"
"Ohhhh, my bad"
The image flickers out and fades back to static.
Bob" What the hell was that all about?"
Eddie" I think right about now is when we need that little mind eraser thingy from MIB"
When the image comes back to life with the problem fixed Nova and Marcus have fought their way out of the concession stand and are making their way back into the arena through the crowd. Nova charges at Marcus as they start down the steps from high up in the arena...Marcus ducks hooking Nova around the waist and spinning him into a brutal spine buster on the steps.
Crowd"Holy Shit!!!...Holy Shit!!"
Marcus goes for the pin again...
One..
Two
Thre...
Nova again gets that shoulder up at the last minute; Marcus slams his hand down three times fast showing the ref that is how he should be counting. Marcus drags Nova up to his feet momentarily anyway before he shoves him down the steps and watches Nova go tumbling down the equivalent of at least three flights of steps. Nova crashes down finally and doesn't move a muscle.
Bob" These two men are trying to kill each other out here. Why they would put themselves through this kind of hell for a final show is beyond me"
Eddie" It is called heart Bobsie, they aren't fighting for a title that will be meaningless in a few hours, they are fighting to prove that they are the better man"
Marcus half stumbles half falls his way down the steps to where Nova is laying, he picks up the cancerous one using all of the energy he has left to roll him over the railing and back to ringside. Marcus grabs a chair from a nearby fan and uses it to climb up onto the security railing sizing Nova up for something, but before he can deliver it Nova somehow digs down into that spot in his body where the very last drops of energy lay waiting...He shoots up from the floor shoving Marcus’ left foot off the railing and causing Marcus to come down crotching the top of the steel railing.
Bob" Marcus is going to be singing with a high pitch from now on"
Eddie" Maybe he can get a job as a Mickey Mouse impersonator"
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PWT Grand Finale
June 1st, 2008
Main Event
Heavyweight Title Match
No Dq/Falls Count Anywhere
NovaCaine(c) vs. Marcus Johnson |
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Nova drags Marcus off of the railing and falls on him looking for the pin fall again.
One..
Two..
Three..
NO!!! With the three slapping down Marcus' shoulder came up getting a huge pop from the crowd.
Bob" My god that was close"
Eddie" As Mean Gene use to say close only counts in Horseshoes and the toilet during pissing"
Bob"Ermmm I don't think that is how that goes"
Nova crawls to his feet now completely exhausted, he has to use all he has left in him just to get Marcus up onto his feet because the little guy has just burned the tanks dry. Nova whips Marcus towards the steel post and suddenly Marcus counters sending Nova crashing into the steel post and down with a thud.
Crowd: MARCUS!! MARCUS!!! MARCUS!!"
Marcus does his impression of Hulk Hogan and gives the fans a little hulking up, trust me it is way better then his Sinatra. Marcus goes under the ring dragging out a table and setting it up. He grabs Nova dragging him up onto the table and then points to the top ropes with the fans going totally insane now. Marcus could do it; Marcus could be the next Heavyweight Champion of PWT in the next few seconds.
Marcus climbs into the ring and slowly up to the top ropes with the crowd encouraging him in every step he takes.
Bob" Marcus is going way up top and has Nova laying there out cold, this could be over with"
Eddie" Get up Nova!! Don't go out like this"
Marcus gets to the top ropes calling for the Jelly Roll (Moonsault)...He dives off laying out like an Olympic swimmer to get the most height and force into the shot. It looks like it is about to be Marcus' night to shine when Nova rolls off of the table kicking it onto its side and Marcus moonsaults the edge of the table sending splinters of it flying ten rows into the audience.
Bob"HOLY SHIT HE IS DEAD!!"
Eddie" Once again high risk leads to injury"
Nova crawls to his feet dragging Marcus from the heap of leftover table and hits him with the COD out of nowhere. Nova manages to hold onto Marcus for the pin fall after driving his head onto the floor in a brutal way.
One
Two
Three....
Nova wins
Bob" He has done it again, Nova continues to be made of fucking Teflon and pulling out victories just when you think you got him beaten. "
Eddie" That is what makes him a true champion in my book"
Nova lays on the floor with Marcus neither man hardly moving.
Sabrina" Here is your winner and STILLLLLLLLL Heavyweight champion of PWT....NovaCaineeeeeeee"
Nova rolls over onto his belly and crawls up into the ring ...He manages to stand up with a little help and holds the title high above his head grabbing the mic from Sabrina ..." Thank you to all the PWT faithful in this building here tonight and around the world watching us via pay per view."
Nova pauses as the many, many, many members of the PWT roster make their way to the ring and line up both sides of it with the over flow standing on the ramp . "Now I have been a man with a lot of words to say all through my career but tonight I feel almost speechless however something has to be said and I got the mic. We here in PWT would like thank you all for your faithful watching and support of our program...We will miss you all"
Nova drops the mic and steps over shaking Marcus' hand he then walks over climbing up onto the top rope and holding the strap over his head as the crowd wild chanting
PWT…PWT…PWT!!!!
Bob" We will see you folks someday....Some way."
Eddie" Peace and quiet finally"
Bob" Good night and god bless"
The show goes off the air with the *STOMP* *STOMP * *CLAP* of We will rock by Queen. Most of the roster start climbing into the audience partying with the fans...Even Nova and Marcus who look like they just took a tampon tunnel ride are seen going into the crowd as the show fades to black for the final time.
PWT definitely rocked, you will be missed...Thanks for the fun guys...
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