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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 27, 2008 9:48:59 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Butternut, Wisconsin! <Opens with GM The Rick in the ring> I'll make this quick because this is supposed to be a special occasion, and dammit, I want to enjoy it too! This is the 100th episode of MidWeek Mayhem and I was told to lend a certain gravitas to it by making a speech. I thought I could do better than this, so I decided that I'd give you fans something, too. For those of you who bought programs, turn to page 15 - one hundred people stupid enough to buy the programs will win a 100 penny discount to the concession stand. HA!
But seriously, Ladies and Gentlemen, if you will give me just a minute. On September 29, 2004 the OOWF held their very first card in Dayton, Ohio, Dead Baby Bonanza. No one gave us much of a chance, and the suspicion was that the initial ownership group and booker were looking for a way to spend some money and have a laugh. In December a new ownership group took over, and we got a set of different bookers, and from there things took off. We slowly built the company into what you see before you. Men have come, men have gone, and people still didn’t give us much of a chance to survive. We celebrated out first year anniversary in September 2005, and we are looking forward to our second anniversary in September 2006. But tonight, tonight marks a milestone of a different kind. Tonight is the 100th live show for the OOWF! <big cheers> Now, I know some of you are doing the math, 100 shows in 588 days of existence, some of you are thinking that is not so great. Well, for a fed that wasn’t supposed to last three months, we have come to you from all over the world, every small town and out of the way stop, we are there! So tonight, give these guys an extra round of applause! I have been here for the majority of them and must say it has been a privilege to preside over this federation for the past year. We have a huge show lined up for tonight. Hardbody Harris will be defending his OOWF Championship! [crowd pops] Our alleged Tag Team champions will also have their titles on the line...
[That comment draws Johnny Adrenaline and Attitude Adjuster from backstage,
Johnny wearing title, AA with belt over shoulder, walking toward the ring.]
AA: Alleged? Alleged nothing! We ARE the OOWF Tag Team Champions!
JA: We won them fair and square, we defend them fair and square, and tonight,
like every night, we will retain them fair and square.
AA: [stepping into the ring] Speaking of squares, hit the bricks, Rick. It's
promo time!
The Rick: You two morons wanna cut a promo? Fine, the floor is yours! [leaves]
JA: As your reigning OOWF Tag Team Champions, we set the standard for ALL tag teams around these parts. And there's been one tag team as of late that, in our never ending scouting of live action and video, we've noticed is lacking the fundamental skills to succeed at any level of tag team competition, much less the OOWF.
AA: And thanks to phone call from a stranger a few months ago, we know exactly why The Black Dawgs are a complete embarrassment to this great sport. So Mr.
Seeay, if you would come down here at this time, we have some things we would like to share with you.
[The short, round, balding fat man with the high pitched voice makes his way to
the ring and shakes hands with the Chickenshit Heels.]
JA: Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce Mr. Espy Seeay. [boos] He is an avid fan of the OOWF and in particular, enjoys Alan's promo work, so when he had something he needed to reveal to the people about UnderDawg, he thought he'd give us a ring. Mr. Seeay, the floor is yours...
ES: Remember me, UnderDawg? Remember me?? I was there!
AA: You were where, Mr. Seeay?
ES: I was there the day animal control came to the house! I was there when they dragged your pathetic excuse for a father out of that old house! I was there when they stuck that needle in him!
AA: Needle? What needle?
ES: They put your father down, UnderDawg!! They put that rabid little mutt down! And I loved every single minute of it!
JA: Hold on, Mr. Seeay, are you saying you were a member of that animal control
unit that put down UnderDawg's rabid, worthless, father?
ES: I OWNED THOSE DOGS!! THERE WERE FOUR OF THEM! That no good father of yours! That slut mother of yours who had the lab babies from down the road! There was you UnderDawg! And then there was your brother!
AA: You mean UnderDawg has a brother?
ES: Yes, he does, Mr. Capps! He was the only one of the bunch who respected me, who loved me! He was man's best friend, unlike you UnderDawg, who ran away from home! He was a fine puppy, and has grown to be a fine young man! And
UnderDawg, he is here to end your rotten career! Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you.... KANE EYNE~!
ES: Remember him, UnderDawg?? You could've cared less what happened to your baby brother! You weren't there when he got caught in the barn fire! You weren't there when he escaped from the pound! You weren't there when he screwed up on the stick shift, wrecked his car, an accident that took the life of his precious Cocker Spaniel girlfriend! That's cause you're a selfish son of a bitch, UnderDawg! Literally! And come May 19th, you will be the one that RESTS..... IN.....
Kane Eyne: [slowly reaches up and pushes a button on his collar] WOOF~!
JA: [cautiously re-entering the conversation] Mr. Seeay, Mr. Eyne, it's been a pleasure having you join us tonight. I guess we finally have diagnosed
UnderDawg's tag team problems. He just sucks at relationships in general.
[BONG! BONG! WOOF! UnderDawg rides down on the ATV, as Capps, Adrenaline, and Seeay crap their pants. Kane Eyne stands off in a corner. UD rolls in the ring, immediately grabs AA and choke slams him! Johnny actually stares him down momentarily, with some harsh words, and SLAPS HIM~! UD sells it for about a nanosecond, then hits Johnny with the FIREPLUG DRIVER~! Dawg grabs Espy Seeay by the throat and curses him, but Kane Eyne steps in between them. Stare down between the alleged brothers, and Espy Seeay drags Kane Eyne away. Ron Simmons, Ric Flair, and Abdullah the Butcher run down. Big boot for Flair, UD clotheslines Simmons to the floor, and Dawg CHOKESLAMS ABBY~! AA staggers back up and gets a LAST RIDE POWERBOMB~! UD spits on Adrenaline as Espy Seeay and Kane Eyne back away up the aisle.]>UNDERDAWG vs. PHILWith UnderDawg distracted watching Kane Eyne back up the ramp, he does not see Phil climb in the ring behind him. Phil charges UD and clubs him to the mat with a forearm, then bounds off the ropes and connects with a big splash. Phil motions the referee over and yells for the count, but UD rolls his shoulder at two. Phil pulls UD to his feet and backs him in the corner and pummels him with forearms to the chest. Phil whips UD across the ring then charges and catches him with an avalanche. Phil catches the staggering UD and scoops him up and slams him to the mat. Phil looks around, soaks in the boos for a moment, then climbs to the ropes, what on earth is Phil thinking? Phil looks out at the audience, MOONSAULT!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! UnderDawg must be crushed! This one is over, the count is academic. One….two…thr….NO!!! MY GOD HE KICKED OUT!!!! Phil cannot believe it. He grabs the referee and threatens him. The ref threatens DQ and Phil turns back to UD, UD does the Dead Dawg sit up and glares at Phil. Phil goes to town with stomps and punches but UD fights through them and gets to his feet. UD begins hammering back, staggering Phil in the process. Phil regains the advantage with a knee to the mid section and tries a whip to the ropes, UD reverses it and hits the opposite ropes himself and connects with a flying clothesline that drops Phil. UnderDawg gets to his feet first and makes the universal wrestling sign for THIS IS OVER! He pulls Phil to his feet and sends him to the ropes BIG BOOT nearly takes Phil’s head off! UD grabs Phil pulls him up again GOOZLE!!!! CHOKESLAM!!! UD crosses Phil’s arms, covers, one, two, three this one is done! WINNER in 8:44 – UnderDawg After the match, Phil gets to his feet and attacks UD again, this man has a death wish. The fight spills out of the ring the two club each other with everything that is not nailed down. Phil picks up the stairs and throws them at UD, but UD ducks. Phil shoves UD against the ring post and tries an avalanche, but UD moves. As Phil staggers, UD does the unthinkable, he scoops Phil up and sets him up for a FIREPLUG PILEDRIVER ON THE FLOOR!!! UD scales the ring steps, then leaps driving Phil’s head into the floor!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! UD slowly gets up, his eyes roll back in his head and he slowly makes his way to the back. We see the light in Phil’s eyes slowly fade away and then disappear, much like in Terminator. Officials come to ringside, but no one can move him. Finally a forklift comes out and they lift Phil and give him a last ride to the back. NAYR & MATT DADDY vs. SOULDRAGON & MERCURYThe two pairs square off in the center of the ring and, despite a whole load of verbal and a lot of shoving, the ref manages to get both teams back to their respective corners and has them choose one man to start. Your initial pairing is Matt Vs Mercury. The two men square off against each other and circle the center of the ring. Matt reaches out to lock up with Mercury and as he touches him Mercury drops and hits the canvas like he's been shot. The ref immediately turns to Matt accusing him of poking Mercury in the eye while Nayr and Soul Dragon both quickly enter the ring in defense of their counterparts but the ref quickly shoves them out of the ring despite Soul Dragons protests about his illegally injured partner. As the ref is moving Nayr out of the ring, Matt bends down to collect mercury but gets clocked hard with something foreign and is quickly rolled up . . . the ref turns back around and counts to 2 and 15 16ths before Matt manages to kick out. Having failed with plan A, Mercury resorts to plan B which involves beating the crap out of Matt with a rain of fists, elbows and knees. Matt covers and rolls before getting grabbed by Mercury and dragged back into the corner where SD tags himself in, swings over the top rope and drops an elbow onto Matt. Nayr is doing his best to encourage and reach for Matt but he's over the wrong side of the ring. Every time Nayr looks like heading into the ring he is stopped by the ref, allowing time for SD and Mercury to pull Matt back. After 10 minutes Nayr still hasn't managed to get into the match and Matt is obviously running out of lives here. By this time SD and Mercury are playing with a staggering Matt, unfortunately their concentration is slipping because of their overconfidence and a miscommunication leads to an SD springboard bulldog missing Matt and connecting with Mercury . . . in the confusion Matt JUST manages to make it to the other side of the ring and tags in Nayr who has a whole load of frustration to unload and is dumping it straight on SD and Mercury. Both SD and Mercury are quickly staggering outside the ring giving Nayr time to pick Matt up and point him in the right direction before both men launch themselves out of the ring hitting SD and Mercury with suicide topes. Nayr climbs back into the ring where he is quickly followed by Matt and more slowly, just beating the 10 count, by SD and Mercury. The 4 men break out into a pier 6 while the ref struggles to regain control. As the ref shoves SD out of the ring Nayr and Matt hit Mercury with a double team Uranage into a backbreaker on Matt's knee . . . Mercury writhes in pain clutching his back while Nayr covers and the ref counts one, two, three. WINNERS in 18.18, Nayr & Matt AX-MAN vs. JOSH O’NEALAx and O’Neal waste no time locking up and Josh shoves Ax down. Ax rolls right back to his feet and continues circling, unfazed. A second lockup, and Ax grabs an arm bar. He rotates the arm twice, cinching it in. Josh growls and throws Ax bodily into the corner. Instead of the expected big-man offence, Josh follows up with a dropkick that snaps Ax’s head back and takes him off his feet. As Josh moves in, Ax grabs his tights and pulls him face-first into the turnbuckles. Ax gets to his feet and attempts an Irish whip, but Josh reverses, then pulls him back into an overhead belly-to belly suplex. The action continues back and forth with neither man able to hold the advantage, until Josh attempts a leg drop and Ax manages to deflect the blow, causing Josh to hyper-extend his knee. Josh slowly gets to his feet, but only takes a couple of hobbling steps before Ax chop-blocks the knee, taking him back down. Ax grabs the leg and kicks away at the knee. He drags Josh over to the corner and slides out of the ring. After slamming the knee into the ring post, Ax locks on the ring post figure-four. Referee Junior Hale counts and Ax releases the hold at four, but immediately locks it back on. Junior gets another break at four, and this time forces Ax back into the ring. Ax stomps on Josh’s head, grabs the wounded leg, and pulls him back to the center of the ring. As he attempts to lock on the figure four, however, Josh uses his good leg to kick him off. Josh gets to his feet, ducks a clothesline as Ax comes off the ropes, then catches him with a spinning side slam on the return trip. Unfortunately, Josh’s leg gives out mid move, leaving Josh unable to make a cover. Josh starts to get to his feet, but Ax kicks the injured leg, knocking him over. Ax rolls Josh on his back, ties his legs in a figure four position with his arms, and does a forward roll, bridging over top of Josh. Unable to use his lags, and with Ax’s weight over his shoulders, Josh can’t kick out before Junior counts three. WINNER in 23:47 - Ax-man. (CTG runs into JS in the hallway before the match)
JS: You didn't bring "Him" with you, did you?
CTG: LADDER? Nah, he's got a seat in the crowd tonight.
JS: Good.... cause this time I'm NOT backing down from you!
CTG: So you're ready for a challenge??
JS: YEAH!
CTG: ANY Challenge?
JS: YEAH!
CTG: Good - then I have a challenge for you
JS: Well, yeah, we've got a match!
CTG: We'll get to it. I challenge you to a push-up contest! This being the 100th show, I want to see you do 100 push-ups!
JS: 100? Aw come on, challenge me.....
CTG: 100 is all I'm asking.
JS: all right then! (drops down) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7,
CTG: 4, 7,2, 6, 2,
JS: cut that out!
CTG: Sorry.... you were at 5
JS: 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,...... CORAX vs. MR. JEALOUSJealous attacks Corax as he enters the ring, clubbing him on the back of the head with brutal forearms. Jealous whips Corax to the ropes and levels him with a clothesline. Corax slams the back of his head on the mat, Jealous flexes and drops an elbow across Jealous chest and covers for a two count. Jealous pulls Corax to his feet and drops him with a belly to belly suplex, gets to his feet, hits the ropes and drops a big leg across Corax chest. Jealous covers and gets a two count. Jealous yells at the referee then pulls Corax up, kicks him low and lifts him for a pile driver! Jealous leaps in the air and crashes to the mat. Jealous sneers at the fans, covers and gets another two count, somehow Corax is able to roll the shoulder. Jealous slowly pulls Corax to his feet and backs him into the corner and toys with him, slapping him across the face. Jealous whips Corax across to the opposite corner and follows him in with a brutal clothesline. Jealous laughs at the crowd and grabs Corax by the head and military presses him above his head and walks around with Corax before slamming him to the mat. Jealous pulls Corax up and hauls him up in a vertical suplex, Corax slips behind Jealous, spins Jealous around and nearly kicks his head off his shoulders. Jealous falls to the mat grabbing his face, Jealous nose is pouring blood. Corax goes on the attack, he pulls Jealous up and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a back elbow to the jaw. Corax hits the ropes and catches Jealous with a stiff flying clothesline, Jealous falls to the mat, Corax slips out of the ring and pulls Jealous head out on the apron, drives a couple of elbows into his throat then leaps back on the apron and climbs to the top rope. Corax leaps and drops a leg across Jealous chest! Jealous falls out of the ring and lies motionless on the ground. Corax hits the mat pretty hard clutching his leg in pain. Corax is up first and pulls Jealous to his feet, spins him around and nails the unprettier on the concrete floor! If Jealous nose wasn’t broken before, it is now! Corax rolls Jealous back into the ring and covers for a two count. Both men get to their feet and Jealous swings wildly, Corax ducks and nails Jealous in the back of the head with a shining wizard to the back of the head. Jealous staggers to the corner, Corax charges in, leaps and drives his knee into Jealous jaw. Jealous staggers out of the corner, Corax climbs to the top rope and waits. When Jealous turns around, Corax leaps, flies through the air and slams Jealous wit ha flying shining wizard to the face. The big man staggers, then starts to fall to the match, before he falls, Corax hits the ropes and KO’s Jealous with a Burning Hammer. Corax covers, one, two, three, it’s over! WINNER in 15:04 - Corax After the match Jealous rolls out of the ring and staggers to the back, Corax remains for a moment, composes himself and calls for a mic: “You know, it seems very fitting that this is the OOWF’s one hundredth show. I have been here since day one. To start, I was part of one of the most successful teams in OOWF history with Hellion, we held the gold, we were the first premier tag team in OOWF history. I was part of the greatest group of wrestlers in the Ministry of Dawgness. Match after match I gave it my all for the fans. <long pause> Well, about six months ago we decided to use a “gimmick” where I was hearing voices telling me what to do and such. What we never told anyone was that that was not entirely all a gimmick. About that time, I started getting some severe headaches, and I started seeing and hearing things that were not there. At first, I didn’t think anything of it, hell I have suffered my fair share of concussions, I figured it was just more of the same. Well, about a month ago, it finally got to be too much. The headaches were just too much. So I went to the doctor and got checked out <another long pause> turns out I have a brain tumor. The doctors think they can operate on it, but they are not one hundred percent certain. Regardless, my days as an OOWF superstar are through. So, even though I was never as popular as Hardbody Harris, or as decorated as some of the other guys, I want to say thank you.”<With that, Corax drops the mic and starts to leave the ring, a huge COR-AX, COR-AX, COR-AX chant breaks out. Corax stops and waves to the crowd, and the crowd erupts. Corax makes his way through the back, grabs his bag and heads down the hall. On the way the OOWF wrestlers line up and give hand shakes and well wishes to Corax. At the end of the hall, just as he is about to step out of the arena, UnderDawg steps out. The two men stare at each other for a moment, then UD extends his arm and Corax shakes his hand, UD pulls him in and they share a manly hug. In the back ground we can still hear the fans chanting Corax name. Corax composes himself and slings his bag over his shoulder and leaves the arena. The camera man follows him into the parking garage and we see Corax toss his bag into the car, then get in and start it up. Corax begins to pull away, then stops. The window rolls down and Corax tosses his mask out of the window then drives off. The camera follows the car down the driveway. As Corax pulls out into the road WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Corax gets t-boned by a semi hauling ass at AT LEAST 90mph!!!! The Car rolls in front of the truck and explodes into flames!! By the time the truck screeches to a halt both it and the car are engulfed in flames. The camera man drops the camera and we see him and many others run toward the fiery wreck. We also see AA walk into the parking lot munching on a sandwich, he stops in front of Corax discarded mask then picks it up, looks at it for a moment, then walks away. (FFC and Stank are at a bar, they hear sirens outside but pay no attention.....)
Stank: (eyes covered) Amstel..... Heineken...... Sam Adams...... Rolling Rock......Billy.
FFC: Pay up!
(The Bartender hands FFC $100)
FFC: (starts singing) 100 bottles of beer on the wall, 100 bottles of beer.....
Bartender: (joins in) if one of those bottles should happen to fall
Stank: THAT'S A $%&#ING WASTE OF BEER! (punches out the bartender)
(a bottle falls from the wall when the bartender hits the back of the bar)
FFC: (doesn't miss a beat) 99 bottles of beer on the wall......
Stank: Don’t we have a match or something?
FFC: Yep, 99 bottles to go, then we fight Ciles and Napellan
Stank: I think you mean Niles and Capellan
FFC: Does it matter?
Stank:No, not really, BEER ME!
(fade) FIRECHILD vs. SRIRAMSriram walks to the ring, a look of grim determination on his face. As he climbs to the apron, Firechild dashes at him and forces him to jump to the floor. FC repeats this twice and laughs about it both times. On the third attempt, Sriram grabs him and hip tosses him out of the ring to the floor, when FC gets to his feet and turns toward the ring, Sriram meets him with a kick to the teeth that sends him sprawling. Sriram calmly climbs between the ropes and gets ready for the match. Firechild has a little fit on the outside then slides into the ring where he is met with a falling forearm to the back of the neck from Sriram. Sriram puts the boots to FC, then pulls him to his feet, grabs him and throws him with an over head belly-to-belly suplex. FC staggers to his feet and Sriram follows him into the corner and blisters him with knife edge chops. Firechild frees himself with a knee to the mid section and a short arm clothesline that takes Sriram to the mat. FC hits the ropes and drops an elbow across Sriram’s throat. Cover only gets a one count. Firechild pulls Sriram up and sends him to the ropes and tries a tilt-a-whirl suplex, but Sriram catches him by the head and flips him to the mat. With both men on the canvas, Sriram pounces on FC pulls him to a sitting position and locks on a body scissors and a side head lock. Firechild tries to wear FC down, squeezing tighter and tighter. Firechild starts to fade a bit, but reaches the ropes and forces the break. Sriram pulls FC to his feet and shoots him to the ropes, but drops his head a moment too soon and FC plants him with a DDT. Cover gets two. FC pulls Sriram to his feet and hauls him up in a vertical suplex, slingshots him off the top rope and spins him and nails a jack hammer! FC hooks the leg and gets a two and nine tenths count. Firechild is a little frustrated, he pulls Sriram up and bear hugs him and belly to belly suplexes him, bridges and gets another two count. This time Firechild leaps to this feet and argues with the referee. Sriram gets to his feet and Firechild turns and blasts him in the side of the head wit ha straight punch, dropping Sriram to one knee. FC jaws with the referee for a moment, then pulls Sriram up and tries to lock on the Cher-Elohim! Sriram blocks it and fights the move, Sriram slowly slips around Firechild and takes him down wit ha drop toe hold, then pounces on FC and locks him in the Citizen Erased! FC tries to make it to the ropes, but Sriram breaks the hold and pulls him back to the center of the ring. Finally Firechild can take no more and he is forced to tap pit. WINNER in 21:01 - Sriram MHJ: So, Shashwat Mishra, I hear through the grapevine that you feel you have something to prove. I hear you feel that you are not getting the fear and respect you desire around here, so you are calling me out and challenging me to a no rules match. Normally, I would dismiss the-
Stage Hand: Man, how can you shoot this in here? This is WAY too dark! (a hand appears in front of the bulb with a light meter)
MHJ: Can't this wait?
SH: Sorry, we need to fix this..... (hand reaches up and unscrews the bulb.... the room is now completely dark)
MHJ: ..... that was smart.
SH: I got it, don't worry...... (sounds of a bulb being twisted in place, then the room is flooded with light)
MHJ: (Blinded) >.< Dammit~!!
SH: whoops, that was a 100-watt bulb. Later (scoots out of the scene, but the distinct sight of some purple hair is seen.... well, Moose didn't see it)
MHJ: $%&#%^&^%&$%^~!!
(Camera pans down, Showing Moose in a "Moosey!" T-shirt and boxers covered with Teddy Bears)
Voice off-camera: Cut!
(other stagehands can be heard laughing.... til MHJ breaks the bulb and chaos ensues) THE TEAM FROM DOWN UNDER & SERAPH vs. THE DEVIL’S BRIGADE & THIM REYNOLDSIt’s The Team From Down Under and OOWF’s resident enigma, Seraph taking on The Devil’s Brigade and Thim Reynolds in 6 man tag team action! Angelo Barros is your referee – Outback Jack and Tommy O’Neil start out, and right at the bell OBJ shoots a single leg take down on O’Neill. O’Neill spins to go back to his feet, but Jack stays on him, turning into a ride. O’Neill bails to the ropes, yelling for the ref to get OBJ off of his back – Jack obliges, but only after he smacks TO across the side of the head with a forearm shot. O’Neill gets to his feet looking pissed, and comes right at Jack, fists cocked – Outback points it out to the ref, who warns O’Neill about the closed fist – as O’Neill bitches to the ref, OBJ steps in and DRILLS Tommy with a hard right hand, and the crowd roars it’s approval! Jack waves off the ref’s warning, and whips the smaller O’Neill to the ropes, then elevating him up and over with a high back body drop! O’Neill doesn’t get much of a chance to recover, as OBJ follows that move with a stiff kick between the shoulder blades – Jack picks Tommy off the mat, and Tommy collapse backward, yanking OBJ into the Devil’s Brigade / Reynolds corner. Tommy grabs the ref as soon as Jack hits the corner, and warns him that Gator is trying to get in the ring (which of course, he isn’t). That split second is all it takes for Harper Camby and Thim to get in a fast cheap shot on Jack, and O’Neil keeps the advantage with a shoulder block and some sharp punches in the corner. Again, Angelo Barros is over with the five count, and Tommy breaks right at five, letting Jack take a step out of the corner – where TO drop toeholds him to the mat, reaches up and tags in Harper. Camby pounces on OBJ, sticking to what he does best – stomps, punches and clubbing blows to wear the Aussie down. Whip to the ropes, running clothesline by Camby has Jack down and in big trouble. Camby picks Jack up for a standing slam, then an elbow drop. Camby then goes a little Moon-man on everyone, and does a few push-ups while trash talking his opponent! He stands up and gives the crowd the classic double bicep, and Jack head-butts him in the gut, then throws and uppercut, and before Camby can recover, tumbles to his corner and tags in Gatorbait! Gator hops over the top rope, and spears Camby right out of his boots! Gator doesn’t even TRY to get fancy, just raining down lefts and rights while the ref counts to five – Barros finally just pulls Gator off of Camby, but as soon as Camby gets to his feet, Gator gives him a kick and a DDT, followed by a cover, which Camby kicks out of at one. Gator locks on an arm bar, and as Camby reaches for the ropes, Gator rolls over, dragging him back to the center of the ring! Barros is checking for the submission, but Camby isn’t ready to throw in the towel, so Gator releases the hold (But hangs on to the arm) and tags in Seraph – Seraph calmly climbs into the ring, hops to the middle rope and drops a double axe handle across Camby’s arm. He then maintains control, and every time Camby reaches to grab Seraph, he yanks on the arm – he then cranks it back into a hammer lock, avoids a couple of half hearted attempts by Camby to grab a leg or counter. Camby then just uses bull strength to drive Seraph back into his corner, where Thim Reynolds blind tags in, as Camby keeps Seraph pinned to the corner. Seraph releases the hold, but Camby gets an elbow shot to the jaw before exiting the ring, which Thim takes advantage of by firing off a series on knees to the gut, and European uppercuts, rocking The Serene One. At the referee insistence, Thim pulls his opponent in to the middle of the ring, and locks on a standing guillotine, really leaning into it, so Seraph is bearing all of Thim’s weight on his neck and shoulders – Seraph drops to one knee, then in a surprising display of strength, picks Thim up off the ground and powers him into the corner, breaking the hold! Now Seraph goes to work, keeping Thim on the mat and off balance, focusing on his legs. He really starts stretching Thim’s hamstring out, then punishes him by kicking the back of the leg, and finishes with a version of a Dragon Screw, with Thim still on the ground! Reynolds in hurting bad as Seraph tags Gator back in – Gator picks up where Seraph left off, picking Thim up and then hitting a knee breaker on the way back down. Gator and OBJ start working frequent tags and double team moves, including the old “wishbone” spot on Thim’s legs. Seraph is tagged back in, and he traps Thim in a standing figure 4! Angelo Barros is checking on Thim, but Seraph has made Babyface Error #3 back locking on the submission hold with his back to the opponents corer, so Tommy O’Neill decides to avoid the whole “do you give” issue by getting into the ring, catching Seraph with a shot to the skull and a reverse DDT! OBJ comes in to take care of Tommy, which draws Camby AND Gator into the mix! Soon there is a pier six brawl going on, but TTFDU and Seraph seems to be getting the better of it, as Thim Reynolds is favoring his left leg! Suddenly O’Neill NAILS the Wicked Left Hook on Outback Jack, dimming his light just enough for Tommy to run him shoulder first into the ring post – OBJ falls to the outside, howling in pain! Camby has Gator tied up with the ref trying to separate them, so O’Neill helps out Thim by taking two running steps and kicking Seraph right between the wickets! Thim starts working over Seraph, and TO rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair! Camby keeps both Gator and Barros occupied by locking his hands around Gator’s throat – Barros gets him to release the hold, so Camby whips Gator to the ropes, and directs the rebounding Aussie right into the referee! Tommy takes the chair first to OBJ, who is JUST getting to his feet on the outside, then slides the chair into the ring – where Thim DDT seraph right onto the steel! TO pulls the chair back out, Thim locks on the Re-flex-o-lock, Camby gets the Ref to see the hold as he rolls out of the ring – Barros sees that Seraph is out cold and calls for the bell! WINNERS in 19:42 The Devil’s Brigade and Thim Reynolds! (Later in the show)
JS: (gasping for air) 96..... 97....... 98...... 99......100...... 101! (flop)
CTG: (Claps) congrats
JS: (catching breath) your...... turn......
CTG: .... you know what? You win. (walks away)
JS: huh....? (then it sinks in) CONCRETE~!! man, when I can move my arms I'm gonna........
(fade)MOOSEHEADJACK vs. SHASHWAT MISHRA – Anything Goes MatchJack comes armed with a baseball bat, Mishra with a lead pipe. They duel with the weapons to start until MHJ blatantly kicks SM low. Jack with a knee lift, then chokes him out with the bat. Russian leg sweep with the bat draws some "ooh's" from the crowd, but Jack turns it over into a blatant choke. Referee Mel Creech gives a five count, but the rules don't apply here and Jack maintains the hold, and Mishra rolls away, bringing Jack with him and out of the ring. MHJ on the floor now and comes back toward Mishra on the apron, but SM kicks him right in the mouth. Jack comes at him again, and SM kicks him with both feet, sending Jack back into the guardrail. Mishra grabs the pipe and comes out, but Jack knocks it away from him. SM goes to the eyes instead and drops MHJ on the rail. Mishra attempts to shove Moose's head thru the bars on the guardrail, but is not successful, so he kicks Jack's head into the rail. SM detaches the guardrail and slams it on Moose. Mishra grabs a chair and opens up on him, repeatedly blasting the rail and Jack at the same time. SM sends Jack to the post, but MHJ blocks and hits Mishra with a modified Stunner/jawbreaker to stop the assault. Jack sends Mishra to the post instead, then posts him again. Then again. And again. Again. Again. Again. Ross and Razz lose count of how many times MHJ sends Mishra to the post, but the end result is SM coming up with a NASTY gash on his forehead, bleeding profusely EVERYWHERE. Jack grins at the sight of this and continues his attack. Jack uses the bat and drives the handle of it into the gash, opening it up further. MHJ sends Mishra to the steps, dislodging them, then slams the steps right onto Mishra's head. Jack sets the steps on SM, and pounds them with the bat, sending echoes thru the arena. DDT on the floor, and Jack rolls into the ring, allowing Mishra to gain his senses before beating on him any more. After a minute or so, Mishra stumbles to his feet, and sure enough, Jack follows out, but Mishra hits him with a haymaker, then a left that staggers Jack. MHJ charges at him, but SM backdrops him onto the steps. Mishra wipes the blood from his eyes, climbs the apron and drops an elbow on MHJ as he's laid out across the steps. Mishra rolls Jack back in, reaches under the ring and produces a barbed wired 2x4. Jack is getting to his feet, but Mishra makes like Tiger Woods and uppercuts the barbed wire right into Jack's face! Now MHJ is busted open! Mishra lays the board on the mat and looks for a Michinoku Driver, but Moose reverses into a tombstone attempt of his own. SM counters that by falling off the back and shoving Moose to the ropes. DROP TOEHOLD ON THE BARBED WIRE~! Moose is a bloody mess, and we still haven't had a pin fall attempt in the match. Mishra to the floor again and pulls out a rectangular piece of board with nails protruding from it, and the crowd tenses up quite a bit. Creech warns Mishra of going to these lengths, but SM shoves him out of the way. Mishra lays the board out near the corner and sets up Moose on the second rope. Samoan Drop onto the nails?? YES~! But L.D. Williams hits ringside just in time to pull the board out of the way and to the floor. Mishra sees this, and slingshots over the top onto Williams and gets some shots in. Mishra slides the board back in, as well as a table. SM sets the table up, then places the board of nails beneath it, but turns right around into the HEART PUNCH~! Moose finally covers... one, two, thr..... MISHRA KICKS OUT~! Jack lays Mishra on the table, grabs the 2x4 and climbs up top, but Mishra's up and they slug it out on the second rope! Jack gets crotched and Mishra grabs him for a power bomb off the middle rope onto the table and nails. But Williams re-ermerges and wallops Mishra with his own lead pipe. Moose falls to the mat and Mishra lands on the turnbuckle stomach first. With his head hanging over the side, Moose grabs the 2x4, swings it like a baseball bat and smashes Mishra's skull! Williams pulls the board of nails out of the way, grabs a can of conveniently placed gasoline from beneath the ring and douses the table, then ignites it! Moose climbs the ropes again and hits Mishra with a PILEDRIVER OFF THE TOP ROPE THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE~! Moose has to roll around to put out the fire on his shirt, but Mishra's legs are still burning as MHJ gets the academic three count. WINNER in 22:10: MOOSEHEAD JACK ( A beat up Tommy O'Neill is in the ring with a prepared impromtu statement)
Aye bin ask t' tak t' ya finz bout de specul wun hunned shoe.... ye feks tinkin ye be gitin sum specia by me meks ya nay be wankahs!
(Tommy O’Neill bows and leaves)JUSTIN SANE vs. CONCRETE TGGavin Hale is YOUR referee! Crete enters first. Next comes Sane, taking his time. He looks fully ready for the match, wearing a construction worker helmet and everything. He notices a kid in the front row holding a sign with a picture of LADDER on it and freaks out. He runs and slides into the ring, as he backs away he bumps into Crete, losing his helmet in the process. Russ: "is this a sign of things to come?" Lock up in the centre of the ring, Concrete TG gets a hammerlock. Sane, in a crazy complicated series of moves including a handspring, a roll, a go-behind and a leapfrog, manages to end up in the exact same position again. Concrete works the hammerlock a bit, finally Sane is able to reverse it. Concrete applies a snap mare and a dropkick to the head. Sane to his feet, Crete charges, Sane tries a hip toss but Crete reverses it into an arm drag, and holds on to the arm. Sane kips up, can't quite make it all the way, falls down, and kips up again, this time successfully, and returns the favor with an arm drag of his own. Sane charges in, Crete sweeps the legs and covers. Sane kicks out, Concrete to his feet, but for some reason Sane mimes a leg sweep and an imaginary cover. The imaginary opponent kicks out, Sane stumbles back, charges forward again and there is an incredibly technical and amazing chain wrestling sequence, albeit one-sided, performed by Sane and his imaginary opponent while Crete looks on with interest. Finally, Sane leaps to his feet, and gets a nice round of applause for that extremely athletic exchange. He turns to face Crete, and that's when Crete hits a forearm. A couple more, and then an Irish whip, but Crete holds on and hits a short clothesline. Pin gets one, as both men get to their feet Sane rebounds off the ropes and tries a cross body, Crete scoop slams him and hits a leg drop. Concrete looks to put things away early with the Wheelbarrow, but can't quite step over as Sane makes it to the ropes. Crete picks up Sane for a cross face chicken wing suplex, but Sane lands behind him and schoolboys him for one. As Crete gets to his feet, Sane tries to snap off a hurricarana, but Crete gets him with a jackknife power bomb for two. Crete charges in, but Sane hits a drop-toe-hold that may not have been intentional. Still, he capitalizes with an elbow drop and then a fujiwara arm bar. Crete fights his way out though, and both men slowly get to their feet. Crete sees his chance, kickwhamDDT! Cover gets two. Crete gets to his feet, pulls up Sane and whips him into the ropes. Sane ducks a Crete clothesline and comes back with a screw kick to the head! Sane now sees his chance. Off the ropes, Shooting Spark Press! One, two, but Crete kicks out! Both men to their feet. Sane gets a clothesline! Another! Another! He whips Crete to the ropes, goes down for the back body drop, but Crete clubs him on the back! Cement Mixer! One, two, three, this match is over. WINNER in 9:41 - Concrete TG Sane leaps up to celebrate the victory (as is his gimmick) but is stopped dead when Concrete makes the universal motion for "watch out for LADDER!". Sane flees the ring and runs to the back. (The Chickenshit Heels are walking around backstage)
AA: Man, I'm hungry......
JA: you're ALWAYS hungry
AA: Can't help it, we haven't eaten in hours
JA: yeah, like, two hours ago......
AA: I'm not gonna be at my best without something in my system before our match.....
JA: (shakes head) look man, I'll buy you a sandwich after the match
AA: But Flair's set up over there(points)
RF: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!! OVER HERE FAT BOY!!!
AA: (laughs) I bet he calls all his regular customers that!
JA: .........
RF: I gotta BIG special for my BIGGEST Customers! WHOO~!! This is the 100th show, for the OOWF!! so for the 100th show I'm having a SPECIAL DEAL! A 100'' sub - Just over EIGHT FEET of sandwich goodness!! Whoo~!! (strut) and washin it down with 100 ounces of your favorite drink! For you, my man, I'll waive the $100 for this special!! For YOU (point) I'll make it 100 quarters~! that's 25 dollars!
AA: Awesome! I'll take two
JA: (Groans)CHRIS COLE vs. LD WILLIAMSLD enters first and looks to be ready for business. Cole comes out next and takes a long time coming down the ramp arguing with the fans. He stops on the apron to jeer some more and LD’s had enough and brings in Cole over the top rope by the hair. Clothesline & a hard right put Cole to the canvas. Cole is up and scrambling and LD lands another right. Cole tries a right of the corner but it is blocked. LD with a clothesline into the corner flowed by three numbing chops. Cole tries a clothesline but LD ducks under. Then Cole charges for another clothesline and LD ducks and lifts sending Cole over the top to the floor. LD is out after him. Right, right, head to the STEEL steps, head to the commentator's table, head to the ring post, LD pulls the top off the table and forcibly removes a monitor. LD with a right, Cole is prone on the table, Cole finally hits with a right and rolls off the table. LD goes for a suplex but Cole elbows out. Cole turns to get back in the ring but LD quickly hits a release German suplex sending Cole through the table. LD is back up and lings Cole into the barricade. LD charges in but Cole ducks sending LD into the front row. Cole back up and he nails LD with 4 straight rights and then hits a neck breaker onto the barricade. Referee Mel Creech is having a tough time getting these two back into the ring so he starts the double count. Cole rolls into the ring and then back out glaring at Creech. Cole lifts up LD and slams his shoulder into the steel steps. Cole back into the ring - and back out again. Cole jumps off the apron with a double sledge to the head. Cole rolls LD rolled back in the ring. Cole methodically stomps away at LD’s head. When LD is baked into the corner Cole stands on his neck and Creech starts the count. Words are exchanged between Cole and the referee once again. Cole turns back to the LD and finds that he's let him recover - rights by the LD, whip into the ropes, clothesline attempt but Cole ducks and lands a high knee. Cole lifts LD back up and delivers a stiff short arm clothesline and covers for a two count. Cole lifts LD into a delayed vertical suplex and forcefully drives him into the mat. Cole flicks off the front row and then hits and running knee drop. Leg hooked - only gets 2. Cole tries another cover - another 2. Another cover - and another 2 count. Cole argues that the count was slow. Crowd is signing a nice "Ass-Hole" chant at Cole. Cole lifts up LD and nails him with another straight right hand and then yells to the crowd some more. Cole goes outside and climbs the corner while arguing with the front row some more. LD pops up and throws Cole from the top. LD is now on fire he delivers some chops and then hits a swinging neck breaker! LD follows with 3 straight clotheslines the last one sending Cole over the top rope and onto the floor. Cole is quick to get up and then fakes climbing back to the ring and starts walking towards the back. LD stands in the ring screaming at Cole to get back into the ring. Creech reaches 10 and LD looks pissed. WINNER AT 6:25 BY COUNT OUT L.D. WILLIAMS NILES ANDERSON & CAPELLAN vs. DRINK & DESTROYNiles slaps hands with the fans on his way to the ring with a huge smile on his face, as Capellan does nothing. Niles slaps him on the back to get him in the spirit, but Capellan is all business. Stank and Capslock laugh at them and we have a brawl to start. Capslock dumps Niles to the floor, and Stank backdrops Capellan, and Cap bails, protesting to referee Angelo Barros that his hair was pulled. Niles back in as things settle down, but FFC pounds him down. Stank in and he beats on Niles, as well. Anderson comes back with a flurry of punches, then poses to the crowd before taking Stank down with a clothesline. Tag to Capellan, and he immediately chokes Stank out. Niles in to advise Capellan against the blatant cheating, but that only draws Capslock in to tackle Niles out of the ring. Stank grabs Cap for a belly to belly slam, but Cap knees him low as Barros is tending to the brawl on the floor. Abdominal stretch, and Capellan USES THE ROPES~! Capslock into protest, and Barros sends him back. That allows Capellan to do the "slap hands and pretend there was a tag," as if he were a heel, but since Niles is being Capellan, and thus a good guy, he refuses to come into the ring. Capellan breaks the hold and argues with Niles about it, and that allows Stank to make an easy tag to Capslock. Clothesline for Capellan. Backdrop for Niles. Big boot for Capellan. FIGURE FORESKIN~! Niles is locked in, but Capellan hits the DRAGON KICK to break! But now Stank's back in and grabs Capellan for the STANK-U~! Capellan falls off the back though, landing on the apron, and snaps Stank's neck off the top rope. Capellan slides a chair in to establish his heeldom, but it's cut off by FFC. Capslock has the chair, but Niles yanks it from him. Anderson forgets he's a face and swings the chair, but Capslock hits the deck, and Niles CREAMS Capellan with it. STANK-U for Niles, and Capslock simply covers Capellan for the three count. WINNERS in 9:33: DRINK & DESTROY UNCLE ENTITY vs. FLY vs. AUSTRAROO – Onslaught Championship Triple ThreatAngelo Barros is YOUR referee! 'Roo and UE meet in the center of the ring and lock stares. The two start trading insults, completely ignoring Fly for the moment. The insults are almost loud enough for the crowd to hear, and Fly just stands there dumbfounded. He finally taps em both on the shoulder, flashes a faux gang sign and reminds em he's there, too. He then eats a double dropkick!! Fly tumbles clean out of the ring, leaving UE and 'Roo to argue some more. Shoving ensues, then UE kicks 'Roo in the midsection, slings him across the ring and shoulder blocks him to the mat. UE backs up to run the ropes but Fly grabs his ankle. UE falls on his face! 'Roo is just getting to his feet as Fly uses a slingshot seated senton and floors Roo. He beats 'Roo down for a few seconds before UE gets to his feet and hauls Fly off 'Roo for an atomic drop. Fly rolls aside as 'Roo gets to his feet to brawl some with UE. Sling to the ropes reversed by 'Roo, Fly low bridges UE to the floor. Fly charges 'Roo and they brawl a bit before Fly backs up and does some weird martial artsy stuff to intimidate Roo. Crowd laughs as 'Roo looks around with a "Who's he kidding?" look on his face. ROO KICK! Fly is out like a light. 'Roo covers, only to be yanked away by UE. BRAINBUSTER! UE drapes the unconscious Roo over the unconscious Fly and covers em both for the win. WINNER and Still Onslaught Champion in 9:36 - Uncle Entity <The Rick is sitting in his office when Sexy Female Journalist #18 walks in and
hands him a note.>
The Rick: What's this?
SFJ#18: Ron Simmons asked me to give this to you...
The Rick: [reads note] Oh hell no... they're not getting off that easy. [Rick storms out of his office.]
[Meanwhile, we see Johnny Adrenaline and Attitude Adjuster, still selling their injuries, yet still wearing the titles on waist and shoulder respectively, dragging their bags out of the arena. However, they pass Flair's Sandwich Shoppe, and AA has to stop.]
JA: What are you doing, man?
AA: I gotta have one for the road. You want one?
JA: Didn't you just have one of those HUGE Ric Specials?
AA: Do you want one or not?
The Rick: [off camera] I'll take two, actually.
AA: What the...?
The Rick: I figured I'd find you two here. I knew Capps couldn't make an escape without the waistline getting in the way.
AA: Hey, I'm 240...
The Rick: Shut the fuck up, Alan!
JA: How's it feel, Tude?
The Rick: You keep your mouth shut too, Adrenaline. If you two are healthy enough to grab sandwiches, you're healthy enough to defend those OOWF Tag Team
Titles on the 100th OOWF show. Either give me the belts, or get your butts to the ring...
AA: But...
The Rick: NOW!
<As they are walking away, AA gets in the last word> I hate him SO much.THE CHICKENSHIT HEELS vs. WCW – OOWF World Tag Team Title MatchLockup, arm wringer by Adrenaline, reversed by JW, to a chicken wing. Adrenaline turns it into a hammerlock, back elbow by JW followed by rights backing JA into the corner. JW charges and Adrenaline leaps up and over but turns into a kick to the gut. JW on the second rope and hits a dropkick. Tag to Wilder. Both men off the ropes with a double clothesline. Gut shot by Wilder followed by a vertical suplex. AA runs down the apron tries to attack but Wilder ducks the punch, hits a right knocking AA off the apron. TW turns and eats a dropkick from Adrenaline. Tag to AA who is shaking off the effects of the punch. Body slam by Adrenaline followed by a double head butt by the champs. AA covers, but only gets 2 from referee Angelo Barros. AA works over TW with stomps and knees. He tags in JA who locks in a side headlock. TW starts to fade but JW and the crowd start cheering and TW rallies to his feet. JA slams TW down to kill the rally. JA tags AA back in. AA delivers a power slam. AA then hits a big splash. AA locks in The Claw. TW fights it and tries to grab the bottom rope but JA pulls it back keeping it just out of reach. JW gets into the ring and Barros turns to stop him allowing JA to start choking TW. JW finally goes back to the corner and JA stops the choke as Barros turns back around. TW goes for the rope again and JA again pulls it back. This time JW runs around the outside of the ring and nails JA with a Crosscheck. TW is able to grab the bottom rope and the hold is broken. AA keeps the offense with a backbreaker. AA has him for the power bomb, Wilder reverses into the face jam. Wilder covers for 2. Wilder ducks a clothesline, hits a gut shot and a DDT. JW leads the crowd in a clap to get Wilder to the corner. Tag to Adrenaline, hot tag to JW! JW hits a right knocking JA down! JA back up and eats a dropkick! AA back in and eats a right hand! JA takes a second dropkick! Power bomb for Adrenaline followed by a clothesline for AA who powders out of the ring. JA goes to attack JW from behind but Wilder is in with the bulldog. AA back in with a tag team title belt - Wilder ducks it and punches him, causing him to drop the belt. AA rolls outside and Wilder follows. JW eyes Adrenaline and calls for the Ice Auger. He gets JA up but JA grabbed the belt and nails JW is mid move. Both men fall to ground and Barros calls for the bell. WINNERS AT 7:54 BY DQ wCw HARDBODY HARRIS vs. CHRIS ALT – OOWF World Heavyweight Title MatchChris Alt comes to the ring first, slapping hands and giving hugs on his way to the ring. He is carrying a picture of he and Harris riding bikes with him, he hands it to a small child at ring side and gives him the thumbs up. Alt grabs a mic and rolls into the ring. ”Wow, I gotta tell you, it feels damn good to be here in BUTTERNUT, WISCONSIN! <huge pop> The only thing that feels better than being here, performing for you folks, for the OOWF’s 100th show! <cheers> is patching things up with MY best friend forever! <huge cheers> And tonight, win, lose or draw, we are gonna TEAM THE HOUSE DOWN for you people. So, without further adieu, let me introduce my opponent, and best friend…
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages. “Prime Time” Chris Alt, proudly brings to you the OOWF HEAVYWEIGHT Champion of the World! The one, the only! My Best Friend Forever – Hard! Body! Harris!Harris comes out from the back and the crowd goes insane! Harris basks in the cheers of the crowd at the top of the ramp, then makes his way to the ring, stopping for hugs, high fives and kisses. After an extended entrance, Harris finally climbs into the ring, he and Alt touch knuckles. Harris climbs to the corners and celebrates with the fans. The applause is deafening. Harris climbs the final corner and holds the title high in the air and points to the crowd and then taps his heart. The applause is deafening. Just as he is about to jump down WHAM! A steel chair slams across the back of Harris head, he slumps on the turnbuckle…IT’S CHRIS ALT!!! Alt slams the chair on Harris again, then drops it, lifts Harris ALT-OMIC BOMB from the top rope to the chair!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?  ? Alt stares at Harris with disgust and kicks him in the face a few times. The boos come loudly from the audience. Alt grabs the chair and waits for Harris to get to his feet, as he does, Alt slams Harris in the face with the chair. Harris hits the mat, he tries to pull himself up using Alt, the whole time Harris has a shocked and confused look on his face. Blood streams down Harris face as he mouths “why?” over and over again. Alt grabs him by the throat, pulls him to his feet SPINAL CONTUSION on the chair!!!!! Alt picks up the chair and repeatedly slams it down on Harris until he is a bloody, barely moving mess. The crowd appears to be near riot. Alt sneers at them, tosses the chair aside and rolls out of the ring. As Alt is making his way up the ramp, Chris Cole walks out. The two stop and stare at each other in disgust, Cole laughs at Alt and shakes his head, then heads to the ring. Alt starts to head to the back, then stops and turns back toward the ring. Inside the ring, Cole slides in and tells the ref something, the ref looks shocked, then motions for the ring announcer to come over, they confab for a moment and the announcer makes an announcement: Ladies and gentlemen, I have been informed by Chris Cole that he is using his guaranteed title shot right now, making this an official world heavyweight title match between Hardbody Harris and Chris Cole.Cole grabs Harris by the head and slowly pulls him to his feet, Harris is bleeding profusely and cannot defend himself. Cole back hands him a couple of times, then kicks him low and delivers the HEADLINER! Cole starts to go for the pin, but decides against it and pulls Harris up a second time, this time he delivers a TO BE EDITED IN LATER!!!! Harris own move! Cole covers, 1,2 Alt sprints to the ring, but he is a second too late 3! NEW WORLD CHAMPION! WINNER in 1:04 and NEW OOWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION – “The Main Event” Chris Cole! Cole grabs the title from the referee and holds it above his head. Alt grabs Cole by the shoulder and spins him around. The crowd is anticipating a confrontation, the two glare at each other for a moment, then…..Alt grins? What the hell? Cole and Alt HUG! WHAT THE HELL? IT WAS ALL A SET UP!!!! Alt raises Cole’s hand in victory. Firechild runs to the ring and he raises Cole’s arm as well! All three of them flash the 3Piece Set sign!!! GOOD GAWD!!! Alt stands over Harris bloody body and slaps him in the face! THIS IS A TRAVESTY!!! The Fans litter the ring with garbage! <fade out> Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action be sure to check out the OOWF Donnybrook in Donnybrook PPV, Live May 28th from Donnybrook, North Dakota! And don’t forget to catch next week’s OOWF MidWeek Mayhem, May 17th, live from Thief River Falls, Minnesota!
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? Alt stares at Harris with disgust and kicks him in the face a few times. The boos come loudly from the audience. Alt grabs the chair and waits for Harris to get to his feet, as he does, Alt slams Harris in the face with the chair. Harris hits the mat, he tries to pull himself up using Alt, the whole time Harris has a shocked and confused look on his face. Blood streams down Harris face as he mouths “why?” over and over again. Alt grabs him by the throat, pulls him to his feet SPINAL CONTUSION on the chair!!!!! Alt picks up the chair and repeatedly slams it down on Harris until he is a bloody, barely moving mess. The crowd appears to be near riot. Alt sneers at them, tosses the chair aside and rolls out of the ring. As Alt is making his way up the ramp, Chris Cole walks out. The two stop and stare at each other in disgust, Cole laughs at Alt and shakes his head, then heads to the ring. Alt starts to head to the back, then stops and turns back toward the ring.