OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (10/05) Live! From Bug Tussle,

[BookerShark]

~~~ Chad and Zane appear on the OOWF Tron Live! Via Satellite from Zane's home in San Antonio, Texas (Cheap Heat) ~~~

Chad: It's been a great trip home to Texas (MORE Cheap heat) I guess the OOWF Fans want to know WHY we've decided not to stay in Bug Tussle with the rest of the crew.

Zane: Frankly, We don't like Oklahoma. The horrible roads, The bad barbecue, the unruly people. We spend as little time there as we can.

Chad: And it's a formula that works. The last time we wrestled in Oklahoma and stayed at home until the day of the event, we won a World Tag Team Championship that week.

Zane: So we'll stay at home until tomorrow. We fly into Oklahoma City and will arrive at the arena before belltime.

Chad: Hawaii'ans. You've been quiet again this week. Nothing to say? Did The Kai not like having his Candy Butt handed to him last time we met? Bring you're one-armed partner and prove to us you Measure Up

~~~ Crowd erupts in boos as the transmission goes to static ~~~

[BookerShark]

Later that same day, The Crusher Stan Fulton is going over a large three-ring binder sitting the lobby of a nearby hotel. The label of said binder reads "Davin Moreland." Judging by the number of empty dietCoke bottles, he's been there a while.

The noise of a loud ... someone ... intrudes on the quiet ambiance of the hotel lobby and this causes Fulton to look up from his studies.

Coming through the front doors is GM Selena talking on her cell phone.

GMSa-T: "It'll be okay Omie. He's actually been very nice to me... OK, punkin'. I'll talk to you soon."

Selena comes over to where Fulton is sitting and sits down in a floppy sort of way that young women seem to be able to do.

GMSa-T: "Hiya, Stan."

SF: "Miss Selena. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

GMSa-T: "Did you see the photo op that Danny Taylor had?"

SF: "I caught snippets of it."

GMSa-T: "Good. Because I want to have one with you too."

SF: "No."

GMSa-T: "So it'll be in the ring as you're going..."

SF: "No."

GMSa-T: "...to be taking on a jobber and we want to get..."

SF: "No."

GMSa-T: "...some action shots of the brutal warrior-type thing you've got going..."

SF: "No."

GMSa-T: "...kind of like Mark Henry, but with less humor."

SF: "No."

GMSa-T: "OK then. We'll see you in the ring tomorrow afternoon."

SF: "No."

GMSa-T: "Thanks, Staaaaaaaannnnnnnn!"

This last is said as Selena is making her way out the door as Fulton's head drops.

SF: "I can't believe we work in this shithole."

FADE

[BookerShark]

It is 5:30 a.m. and Firewoman is up ready for her run. She places a call on her cell phone, which she puts on speaker, while she stretches.

V: *muffled and sleepy* What.

FW: GOOOOOOOOD Morning, Sunshine....

V: Fire....what.....

FW: I missed seeing your happy face every morning, Lucas.

St: What the....what the hell time is it, woman?

FW: Um....*looking at her watch*....5:32 in the morning.

ST; WHAT THE HELL?

FW: You mean you aren't keeping yourself in shape on your vacation?

St: You mean suspension.

FW: ToMAYto, toMAHto....

St: Besides, I'm getting my knee looked at.

FW: Yeah? Good. I need you back here 100 percent, 'kay?

St: Oh yes you do, you know why?

FW: Why?

St: Because I'm going to kick your ass for waking me up for....is this THREE mornings in a row?

FW: If you keep sleeping in, you'll never be able to catch me.

St: I'm hanging up on you now. Good luck tomorrow night. *click*

Fire smirks and closes her phone, then heads out for her run.

[BookerShark]

~~~ Quick Cut to Where Chad & Zane are watching OOWF-TV ~~~

Chad: I agree with Crusher

Zane: Huh?

Chad: I can't believe we're working in that toilet (MORE Loud Cheap heat)

Zane: Not quite how he says it, but close enough.

~~~ Static ~~~

[BookerShark]

Aina is having his arm unwrapped by Kono. She's wincing a bit as the burnt skin sticks to the bandage. Aina seemingly has no reaction.

Kono: This has to hurt.

Aina: I'm fine.

Kono: Aina, it's...

Aina: I'm fine, get this damn bandage off.

Kono finishes taking the old bandage off and then points to the camera while eyeing Aina.

Aina: Fine, Texpress wants comments. I said it before the Pay-Per-View and I'll say it again. What more can we say to each other? We've done this dance a million times. We tend to break even. But you see, this time may be a bit different. Calling me one-armed? Calling my brother a candy ass? That's not like you. We've always been moderately respectful. You just sound childish, but that's what I expect from Chad Madison. If you want to make this personal, I hope you're ready for what my brother and I are capable of. We grew up on the streets of Hilo with the gangs. We grew up in a foster system full of hoales that didn't want us. And then we were trained by the sickest son of a bitch this business has seen. So if you think you two can intimidate us, you're lolo.

The camera suddenly moves as if pulled. Kai is now in the shot.

Kai: Candy-ass? Why do you Texas rednecks bring that weak crap monkey poo at The Kai? The Kai is a master of words. The Kai can promo circles around you two hoales whenever The Kai wants. But The Kai has been quiet out of respect for his brother. My brother tasted a bit of his mortality last week and needed time. But now the time is at hand. The Kai and his brother will take back what is rightfully ours. You Texas jerkoffs got lucky in the Flyin' Hawai'ians' match. And as my brother said, you wanna make this personal, The Kai is more than happy to join you. The Kai has never liked you two dumbasses and The Kai can not wait to smack that silly monkey poo eating grin off your stupid faces! So stay at home, eat your awful food, hide like bitches while you suck your mama's teet. We'll be here. We'll be waiting. And we WILL lay the smackdown on your candyasses. That's how you use that word you stupid inbred redneck hicks!. So bring our belts, try not to drown in the Red River and be ready to have the entire state of Oklahoma (cheap pop) shoved straight up! Your candy asses!

Kai pushes over the cameraman as we *fade*

[BookerShark]

**SFJ#32 is walking in the hallway of random encounters when she hear a sigh. She looks around and sees L.D. Williams sitting on a stack of boxes. He jumps down as she approaches.**

SFJ#32: “What’s wrong?”

LDW: “Oh nothing, just bored.”

SFJ#32: “Bored?”

LDW: “Stank’s suspended, Moose’s hanging out with that Jake idiot, Stan doesn’t like to be in promos unless they’re ‘about’ something, and my opponent hasn’t bothered to promo this week.”

SFJ#32: “…”

LDW: “Yes, I’m aware of the irony. I’m still bored… well, only one option.”

**Williams turns his back to the camera and reaches into his pocket. Running footsteps can be heard.**

Voice: “Noooooooooo! Grabhim! Grabhim Grab-”

**Moosehead Jack sprints into the frame and dives for Williams, but he’s too late, as Williams turns back to the camera wearing a black and yellow polka dot bandana.**

LDW: “Gather ‘round chillun, and I’ll tell you a story.”

MHJ: “Crap.”

LDW: “I was raised a poor boy in the northern wilderness.”

SFJ32: “But weren’t you-”

MHJ: “Forget it, he’s rolling.”

LDW: “Mama and me and the other children - we didn’t have it easy. We struggled. We toiled. We persevered. Mama worked two jobs, sometimes three, just to make ends meet. But she said ‘Son, don’t you worry about that. It’ll be different for you. You gonna live the Dream - the Canadian Dream. A place where people value manners. Where health care is free. Where rivers flow with beer and Tim Hortons coffee.

All these years later, I’m not only living the Dream…I am the Dream.

I know there are hard times in Canada. There are hard times in the US of A. There are hard times all over this world. People fightin’ for their jobs. People fightin’ for their lives. They struggle, they toil, they persevere just to put food on the table and a roof over their heads. HARD TIMES! But those same people come home, they put on the TV, and they see the Dream. They say to themselves ‘it’s gonna be okay. I’m gonna make it. Because I BELIEVE in the Dream.

Now Wednesday night the Dream is in for hard times. The Dream is gonna walk that aisle, the Dream is gonna get in that ring, and the Dream is gonna face off with big ol’ Honcho Williams. We gonna tussle, we gonna struggle, we gonna fight, if you weeell. And when the Dream is in trouble, when the Dream starts to fade, I’m gonna reach out my hand. The people in the audience are gonna reach out their hands. All my babieth out in TV land, they gonna reach out their hands. Their hands will touch my hand, my struggle will become their struggle, their perseverance will become my perseverance and we WILL prevail!

After we pin Honcho Williams in the middle of that ring for the one, two, three, the Dream will stand in the ring with his arm raised, the people will stand with their arms raised, and together we will share victory. We will share prevailation. We will share the POWER…of the Dream”

**Williams removes the bandana and looks around.**

LDW: ‘Oh, hey Moose. Drink?”

MHJ: “You’re an idiot.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

<Moose and LD are walking down the hall. They pass the Destroyitarium and LD pauses to go in>

MHJ: What are you doing?

LD: Going for a drink

MHJ: Yeah, uh, I am not so sure I am welcome there. I know this place......

LD: Let me guess, seediest place in Bug Tussle

MHJ: Well.......it's the ONLY place in Bug Tussle

LD: Is Jake going to be there?

MHJ: I doubt it. He said something about going somewhere and meeting up with someone I dunno, I was drunk

LD: Good

MHJ: Why don't you like him?

LD: He is seedy

MHJ: You hang around with me

LD: Not the same. What he did to Rav........

MHJ: Not nearly as bad as what I did to Alex

LD: Still.......not the same

MHJ: So, Dusty Rhodes, really?

LD: You have any other ideas?

MHJ: You could have been the Goon

LD: Gooker would have been mad

MHJ: No, not them, The Goon, the WWE hockey jobber

<LD stops and stares at Moose>

MHJ: What?

LD: That was NOT funny. Canada is still pissed about that

MHJ: Aboot

LD: What?

MHJ: Pissed aboot that, you slipped out of character a bit

LD: You know, not all Canadians talk like that

MHJ: No? Well, ok then. Hey, what is up with Lobo? He hasn't said shit this week, did he mention why?

LD: <staring incredulously at Moose> Why would HE tell ME?

MHJ: I assumed you know him

LD: WHY WOULD YOU ASSUME THAT?

MHJ: You're both Canadian

LD: So?

MHJ: Don't all Canadians know one another?

LD: Are you serious? Do you know how many Canadians there are?

MHJ: Like, a hundred or so?

LD: ALMOST 34 MILLION!

MHJ: Did he tell you or not?

LD: <glaring> NO no he did not

MHJ: So you DO know him!

LD: YES, but NOT JUST because he is Canadian!

MHJ: Suuuuuuuuuure

LD: I hate you

MHJ: No you don't

LD: FINE! I don't, but you are buying the first round

MHJ: Sounds good.

<Moose and LD stop at the bar, before they go inside Moose stops and looks at LD>

MHJ: I heard a rumor that it will be me, you and Stan in the Trios tournament next week

<LD ponders this for a moment>

LD: Makes sense I suppose, shouldn't be a problem, we will match up well with Danny, Jack and Lobo

MHJ: And win the titles. The week after that we have the OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament

LD: <grinning> yeah, and something tells me you have a plan

MHJ: Been awhile since kz tore it up in the ring

LD: I like the way you think, I'm in

MHJ: Good

LD: Good, now, let's go, the beer isn't going to drink itself

MHJ: One more thing

LD: What?

<Moose looks around, then cocks his head as if he is listening to someone, he snarls and shakes his head, then looks at LD again>

MHJ: The fact of the matter is this. I won the onslaught title to prove a point to myself. To prove that I CAN be more than a one dimensional wrestler. I know no one is ever going to call me the best wrestler in the OOWF, but fuck them, I want to prove this to one person, ME.

LD: Moose, you are rambling, what are you getting at?

MHJ: After I beat Lobo this week, there is one person on this roster I have to beat to prove I am legit, and only one person

LD: Well I am sure Fire will face you

MHJ: Not Fire

LD: Ok, well then Alex

MHJ: Fuck him

LD: Davin......

MHJ: Already beat him

LD: Stank.....

MHJ: He's suspended

LD: Then.......

MHJ: I am offering you a shot at this title. Look LD, I know I am treading dangerously close to respect territory here, but I have never denied that you are the best wrestler in the OOWF, hands down, and if I am going to prove that I am not a fluke, I have to beat you. Not for legacy, not for my spot in history, not for any of that bullshit. Just because, I know you are the best

<LD stands there for a moment and looks at Moose for a minute, then extends his hand and shakes Moose's hand>

LD: Deal. Now, lets drink

<Moose and LD enter the Bug Tussle bar and we fade>

[BookerShark]

*Eric O'Mac...excuse me, World Champion Eric O'Mac, walks into Firewoman's Commissioner's Office. Firewoman looks up from a stack of paper work and frowns.*

Firewoman: Just go away.

Eric: One request, and then I'm gone.

Firewoman: Make it quick.

Eric: Stan Fulton. Give him a title shot. Next week.

Firewoman: Really?

Eric: Can you make that happen?

Firewoman: I'm sure I can pull some strings, but...why?

Eric: Because he deserves one.

Firewoman: No...really, why?

Eric: Because he pissed me off. But instead of being a little bitch about it and attack him behind his back...I'm going to send my message in the ring. He gets one shot and then he can go cry to Kevin Nash about how he's not World Champion again.

Firewoman: Fine, I'll make it happen. Now leave.

Eric: You know we are opponents tomorrow.

Firewoman: Yes.

Eric: And you know that despite me taking your husbands World Championship, my plans haven't changed. I still want you gone. You can stay as the Commish. You do a pretty good job there. But in the ring? I want you out.

Firewoman: I couldn't honestly give a shit what you want.

Eric: And that's fine, because even if you cared, I wouldn't let up.

Firewoman: That's fine too. But here's something you need to be aware.

Eric: What's that?

Firewoman: If you get through Stan Fulton next week...I still wouldn't get any wild ideas about being champion for a year. That championship...it kind of sparkles with me.

Eric: I'm sure it does. But regardless of what sparkles with you...when I want results, I get results. And tomorrow? Next week? For the next year? I'm going to get results.

*Eric walks out. Fade out.*

[BookerShark]

*Fade in to the RAID Arena in Bug Tussle, Oklahoma, where we find El Lobo Sangriento CATCHING UP~! on OOWF TV…

ELS: Hey, kids. It’s your old pal Lobo. Sorry I’ve been AWOL recently. Honestly, I was pretty embarrassed about screwing up the Imperial Onslaught deal, then further embarrassed by not winning it when I said I would. Last guy out before the cell dropped? Not good enough.

ELS: Then this happened:

Originally posted by mooseheadjack
Jake: You got Lobo in a rematch this week?

MHJ: Yeah. And I gotta say, while everyone else was laughing, Lobo took it seriously. That kid has a future in the OOWF, but his future does not start Wednesday night.

Jake: <laughing> That sounds an awful lot like respect Moose.

MHJ: And we know THAT is a four letter word around here.

ELS: And I was dumbstruck. Moosehead Jack came *thisclose* to respecting me. Out loud. That’s a pretty big deal. Let’s see if I can’t earn that respect fully by taking my title back tonight, eh?

Voiceover Guy: Hey Lobo, what about Alex’s comments about the Trios titles?

ELS: Nice segue, Voiceover Guy. It looks like Alex isn’t taking his quest for the Trios very seriously. No disrespect to the Hawaiians (from me, at least), but here’s what Alex had to say:

Originally posted by DevilSoprano
SFJ 3.14: Really, the Hawaiians and not your two partners this week?

Alexander: Look, Firewoman and Alexis are great partners. I'd be proud to go into battle with them like we are this week but I made a promise to both that I would never go into a partnership with either lightly. This week's match is a commiseration of current issues. Selena put this match together because it's good for business but if and when I step into a ring with Fire and/or Alexis as my partner for a full-time endeavour, the OOWF should be scared. Very, very scared because nothing will stop us. Call it a sixth sense. Call it twinsense with Alexis or an inherent combined fate or whatever with Fire...but we're not going to be a typical tag-team put together for a brief run. We're going to be a blend of something unseen before us. I will not step lightly into that because once that decision is made it's going to be something that can't be stopped or put away easily. We're going to be a runaway train and the OOWF will have to find a way to derail us.

ELS: Looks to me like Alex is saying that he’ll team with the Hawaiians short-term to win the Trios, but it’s no big deal. Nothing too serious. Not the runaway train that he could put together. I’m pretty sure I’d be insulted by that if I were Kai or Aina.

*FADE*

[BookerShark]

CUT to Stan Fulton watching EOM's promo.

SF: "Look, Eric, I said I was sorry aboot the attack from behind."

Stan Fulton's attaché, Martha Rodriguez, is shown on Fulton's Apple iPhone 4... soon to be obsolete with the release of the iPhone 4S available October 14th!. The Facetime application, rarely used by anyone is in use here.

MR: "Aboot?"

SF: "I'm from Minnesota. It's like Southern Canada, eh, doncha'know."

MR: "Continue."

SF: "So anyway, I said I was sorry Eric. Though apparently you're not going take that apology because my title shot is coming on Midweek Mayhem and everyone knows the title won't change hands except on the pay-per-view."

MR: "You're so lucky Kayfabe is still suffering from swine flu."

SF: "Swine allergy."

MR: "Same thing."

SF: "Actually no. But anyway, Eric, I will take that title shot next week on OOWF Midweek Mayhem, live from Oxyoke, Colorado (cheap pop). And I shall give my all to take that precious title away from you. For I am the OOWF's resident asskicker and the Crusher's time is now."

MR: "That's not getting over."

SF: "Dammit. I can't believe we're working in this shithole."

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Kevin Nash and Davin are sitting at Ric's. Nash is probably eating something and Davin is drinking a delicious Dunkin' Donuts Iced Coffee. Other than the shameless product placement, there's no other reason for this stuff to matter. Davin's talking with Kevin Nash. That's all that's relevant here.*

KN: So you saw Eric's thing.

DM: I sure did.

KN: And?

DM: It's interesting.

KN: So?

DM: Maybe I shouldn't wait after all.

KN: Oh really? Why the sudden change of heart?

DM: Simple, really. Eric wants a match with Fulton next week, right?

KN: Right.

DM: And *I* have a match with Fulton this week.

KN: That's the rumor.

DM: So let's just say, for the sake of discussion of course...

KN: Of course...

DM: Let's just say that someone just might have some inside knowledge of Eric, shall we?

KN: We shall.

DM: And said inside knowledge would be very advantageous to have going into their title match next week.

KN: Go on...

DM: To the point where Stan Fulton would be favored to win the World Heavyweight Championship.

KN: Right, I figured that last part.

DM: Fine.

KN: So finish already.

DM: And I have a match with Stan Fulton this week...

KN: Fingerpoke?

DM: No, you tool. No fingerpoke. I've never done anything like that. Probably. Allegedly. Sources Say.

KN: So what are you saying?

DM: Say I beat Stan Fulton at Mayhem.

KN: Ok...

DM: What does that make me; should Stan Fulton beat Eric?

KN: ...the number one contender...

DM: Right?

KN: Wow, that's genius, man. Who would think you could win a World Title by actually beating people? But still be a little shady at that same time?

DM: Not that shady.

KN: A little shady.

DM: Ok, my motives might not be just for Truth, Justice and the American Way on this one.

KN: ...

DM: So, a little shady. Fine. It's still better than a fingerpoke.

KN: It is. And conveniently enough, here comes Stan.

*Stan wanders into Ric's, sees Kevin, and sits down.*

SF: Kev. Davin.

DM: Stan, we were just talking about you.

SF: Really?

DM: Yeah, for pretty much the whole promo.

SF: Wow. And it's with Kevin, so it must be for a really long time.

KN: Hey!

DM: He's right.

KN: Still.

DM: It's been too long already. Whaddya say you and I take a walk, Stan?

SF: *looks unhappy with the prospect of talking a walk, especially with Davin* Why?

DM: A short walk.

*Fulton looks much happier. He gets up and they walk away from Ric's. As they're leaving we hear Davin say:*

DM: Stan...can I call ya Stan?....Stan, let me tell you a story about the one the kids call: "Eric O'Mac"...

SF: I can't believe I'm working in this shithole.

*fade*

[BookerShark]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Bug Tussle, Oklahoma

LD WILLIAMS vs. HONCHO WILLIAMS

The intros are done and both Williams’ are in the ring. The match starts as a normal back and forth match, but LD shows more aggressiveness than usual and catches the rookie with a straight right cross to the jaw as he charges into the corner. LD takes over and pummels Honcho threatening to snap his arms and legs. Honcho fights back and makes a late run nailing LD with several moves and POPPING him with the IRISH THUNDERBOLT! Honcho covers, but LD kicks out. Honcho tries for the NOSEBREAKER but LD slips out of it, pulls Honcho up and PUMMELS him with knees to the face, then KILLS him with the CANADIAN DESTROYER then locks on the CROSSFACE! Honcho struggles and almost reaches the ropes, but in the end, he can’t and he is forced to tap.
WINNER in 10:51 – LD Williams

ALEXANDER DARLING, FIREWOMAN & ALEXIS DARLING vs. ERIC O’MAC, ATTITUDE ADJUSTER & PSYKLE

The ring barely contains this one. The match is basically controlled chaos. Eric does all he can to get at Fire and Alex, AA goes after Fire, Psykle goes after Alex and Fire, only Alexis remains mostly unscathed. The match does manage to continue for over fifteen minutes. Fire and Alex are busted open, AA is bleeding buckets himself. The end comes when Fire has Eric set up for a FIRESTOMP, but AA nails her from behind! Fire falls to the mat, but manages to crawl across the ring and tag in Alexis. Lexie charges in, but Psykle catches her with a boot to the face, then hits a PSYCHO DRIVER! Psykle covers, and Eric shoves AA at Alex and Fire keeping them from making the save, and he gets the one, two, three!
WINNERS in 16:55 – Eric O’Mac, Attitude Adjuster & Psykle

CHRIS EVANS & J-P SPARXX vs. DRINK & DESTROY

Drink and Destroy dominate this match, and being the more experienced team, they should. Sparxx and Evans manage to get the advantage through some creative cheating, but their advantage is short lived. Taylor catches Sparxx with a boot to the face that sends him between the ropes to the floor, then Evans tries a springboard clothesline, but Taylor catches him in mid-air and DRIVES him to the mat with a powerslam! Danny tags in Jack and Jack pulls Evans up and is about to hit a CHOMP when Sparxx comes back in and POPS him with a superkick to the jaw. Evans covers, but Jack kicks out. Sparxx and Evans show some frustration and argue with the referee. When Evans turns back around, Jack grabs Evans and hits the DIRTY WOMBAT (package piledriver) and gets the one, two, three!
WINNERS in 18:01 – Drink & Destroy

After the match, Evans and Sparxx attack Jack and Danny and beat them down a bit until Lobo runs in and makes the save. The Trios champs celebrate in the middle of the ring and the crowd roars.

STAN FULTON vs. DAVIN MORELAND

The two men start the match with a handshake. The match starts with wrestling and counter wrestling. Stan holds his own against Davin and uses his size advantage to keep Davin on the mat, working over his suspect knees. Davin gets vertical and uses his speed advantage to stick and move keeping Stan off balance. Stan tries an AVALANCHE, but Davin moves out of the way and hits a HELLEVATOR! The crowd chants HOLY SHIT at this one, and Davin covers, but only gets a two count. The match continues on, Davin can’t keep Stan down, and Stan fights back with a top rope belly to belly suplex. Davin kicks out and catches Stan with a DOLPHIN KICK for another two count. Stan drops Davin with a DVD, but he can’t keep Davin down either. The crowd is really into this match. Davin catches Stan with a boot to the side of the face and backs him into the corner and sets him on the top rope for a superplex, but Stan slams Davin between the eyes with a headbutt sending him to the mat. Stan leaps and KILLS Davin with a DROPLINE FROM THE MIDDLE ROPE! Stan covers and gets the one, two, THREE! The referee raises his arm, but the replay shows Davin’s foot was on the bottom rope just before the three count! The referee’s decision stands, but neither man is happy with the result.
WINNER in 33:33 – Stan Fulton

MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

Moose is booed out of the building and Lobo gets huge cheers. They share the customary handshake before the match, then the match begins. Lobo comes after Moose, and Moose goes into some defensive wrestling, bailing out of the ring trying to goad Lobo into an all out brawl. Lobo doesn’t take the bait and the match continues. Lobo catches Moose and grounds him, but can’t keep him down for a three count. Moose fights back with some knees to the head, but he is not really going all out to beat Lobo here. Moose works Lobo’s hamstrings slowing the big man down, and before you know it, we pass the ten minute mark. Lobo ramps it up, but Moose does just enough to keep Lobo from hitting too many big moves. Lobo shows a little frustration and pushes the referee aside drawing a warning, and goes after Moose. Lobo sends him to the ropes and PLANTS him with a SPINEBUSTER, then pulls him up and tries for a PILEDRIVER, but Moose fights it and takes Lobo to the mat. Lobo tries to lock Moose into a RINGS OF SATURN type move, while Moose tries to trap Lobo in an ANACONDA CROSS. The match ends in a fifteen minute draw looking more like a MMA match than a wrestling match.
WINNER - 15 Minute draw

TEXPRESS vs. THE FLYIN HAWAIIANS – OOWF World Tag Team Title Match

The Hawaiians are out first, and they get a huge ovation from the crowd. The OOWF World Tag Team Champions Texpress are out next, and they are booed vehemently. The four men share handshakes before the match, and even THAT gets the Texans booed. The match continues and every time either Chad or Zane hit an offensive move, they are booed loudly. The Hawaiians dominate early, with Kai and Aina isolating Zane and beating the big man to the mat. Kai gets a two count on a big Superfly Splash, but Zane manages to roll his shoulder. Aina comes in and tries another one, but Zane moves and hits a BORDER TOSS on Aina then tags in Chad. Chad cleans house and gets several near falls on Aina. Chad is momentarily distracted by the boos of the crowd, and he gets DROPPED with the BUTTERFLY EFFECT! Kai covers, but Zane makes the save. As Kai gets to his feet, Zane KILLS him with a clothesline, which allows he and Chad to hit the DROPKICK DEVICE and get the three count!
WINNERS in 25:41 – Texpress

Chad and Zane grab their titles and head to the back, getting pelted with debris the whole time. Kai and Aina stand in the ring, dumbstruck. After a few moments the crowd stops booing Chad and Zane and cheer the Hawaiians as we fade to black.

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