[IGA] Under Pressure 05/23/02 [1 of 8]

[IntlGrapplingAsc]

#Pressure pushing down on me, pressing down on you, no man ask for#

[Sean Smith sits back on the Seanshooter as Todd Bishop holds his head trying
to fight off the pain!]

#Under pressure, that burns a building down#

[Donovan Keltrane quickly takes a step back throwing a gigantic fireball in the
face of Tommy Danger outside on the street!]

#Splits a family in two, puts people on streets#

[Mark Davenport, Pandemonium and The Phantom Stranger all stand toe to toe
arguing with each other]

#It's the terror of knowing what this world is about#

[An eriee closeup of Anatole Lee's eyes]

#Watching some good friends screaming... let me out!#

[Maxime St. Jean grabs ahold of the cage door and yells at Sean Smith to let
him out from Devil's Night]

#Pray tomorrow, takes me higher#

[Jase Chambers leaps high off the top rope with a frog splash!]

#Pressure on people, People on streets#

[The Dirty Dogg Posse stands around a homeless guy as Smoothy takes out a
lighter]

#Chipping around, kick my brains round the floor#

[Several flash shots of the Nightstalker connecting with the Ax kick to the
back of the neck of varrious opponents]

#These are the days, It never rains but it pours#

[Blood pours down Todd Bishop's face like a faucet]

#People on streets, People on streets#

[Mark Davenport signing autographs]

#It's the terror of knowing, what this world is about#

[Matt Allen holds up the IGA World title as he looks at the crowd with
disgust!]

#Watching some good friends screaming... let me out!#

[Rage locks on the Iron Cross to Kerry Treadwell as he quickly taps out!]

#Pray tomorrow takes me higher, higher, higher#

[Buddy Drifter launches himself off the top with his pattened frog splash]

#Pressure on people, People on streets#

[Lazz Sterling starts shouting at a group of security guards at the mall]

#Turned away from it all, Like a blind man#

[Steve Greedy rakes the eyes of AsH]

#Sat on a fence, but it don't work#

[Miranda Steele pearches on the top rope looking ready to leap off on Delilah]

#Keep coming up with love, But it's so slashed and torn#

[Lenny, Cyril Lesley and London in the locker room arguing back and forth]

#Why, why, why?#

[Alex Vale rushes into the ring to protect Sakuya!]

#Love, love, love, love#

[The sceen melts from Tommy Danger and Katrina to Todd Bishop and Candi to Sean
Smith annd Delilah to Speck and Maxime St. Jean to Steve Greedy grinning as he
looks at his check book]

#Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking#

[Donovan Keltrane is seen laughing with an evil glint in his eye]

#Can't we give ourselves one more chance?#

[Matt Allen is seen in the ring addressing the crowd]

#Why can't we give love that one more chance?#

[Ryan Arnott talks to Sarah Streamline looking nervous]

#Why can't we give love, give love, give love?#

[Scottie Sexton hitting the Boiling Point on Candi]

#Give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?#

[Terry Madison slaps Jazz on his broken arm]

#Cos' love's such an old fashioned word#

[Paul Barker throws back a beer]

#And love dares you, to care for people on the edge of the night#

[Murda Express double teams Gehenna in a convience store!]

#And love dares you, to change our way of caring about ourselves#

[Jackson Phillips and Rex Carter decimate the Brand New Fantastics]

#This is our last dance, this is our last dance#

[Estrago stands on the top turnbuckle holding the Euro title high in the air!]

#This is ourselves, under pressure#

[Scottie Page launches Lazz Sterling over the top rope to the floor]

#Under pressure, pressure#

[AsH catches his balance on the top rope and leaps into the air with his breath
taking 450 Shooting Star Press]

[The camera opens up inside the jam packed Baton Rogue Civic Center! The
ovation is unheard of even by IGA standards as Jean Paul Valley is seen
standing on the top of his rampway in his home town! Fireworks go off all
around the arena as JPV ducks back behind the curtains and the camera cuts down
to Paul DeLuica and Danny Streamline at ringside]

DeLuica: This place is unreal tonight! We are here LIVE in Baton Rogue, La for
UNDER PRESSURE!

Streamline: This is almost as exciting as the IGA's 1st card! We're giving the
fans someone that not many other federations are willing to give! Our best
superstars in incredible matches other places will only show on PPV!

DeLuica: You can say that again! Tonight Sebastion Manning has a chance of a
life time as he goes one on one with Sean Smith for the IGA's World Title!

Streamline: Tonight Sebastion Manning gets to find out what Todd Bishop felt
when he tapped out to the Seanshooter!

DeLuica: Also tonight you will see Pandemonium defend the IGA International
Championship against Greg Vaughn!

Streamline: Speak of the devil!

[The back door of the Baton Rogue Civic Center flew open as the massive, 7 foot
tall genetic freak made his arrival known. As the door popped open, he smacked
El Rico across the face with it, seemingly inadvertently. but as the pissed
off, red faced Vaughn saw the downed man, he sent boots to him]

[HEEL POP!!]

BDGV: You little son-of-a-bitch! [The sounds of effrt heard as the kicks
continued.] Yer gonna learn to stay the [beep]k outta' my way son!

[Soon, the IGA's Security Crew showed up.. surrounding Vaughn. 3 on 1, Vaughn
started leveling the Crew, bashing ones face into a brick wall.. cleaning
another's clock with one massive ham bone fist. The 3rd, he kneed in the gut,
hefted him up and drove him through a table, hot coffee spilling out all over
the poor sod!]

BDGV: Awww hell.. yer [beep]king with the wrong Mutha [beep]A' tonoght!! [He
spat on the destroyed, table lain SG and turned to walk away, smacking the
camera out of his face]
You wanna be next boy?!!

[The camera shook back and forth]

BDGV: Then you better tell me where the hell those FU pussies are t'night..
Cause I ain't playin'.. It's eye fer an eye son ... someone's not goin' back
ta' the hotel t'night boy.. there going to the morgue!

[The huge hand grasped the camera, and Greg face became large. No sign of that
charming, cocky.. southern smile on that movie star mug.]

Camera Man: I-I-er.. they ain't here yet.. naw.. ain't here, not yet.. Mr.
BMF...

BDGV: Wrong answer boy! [He obviously tore the camera from his hands, and then
the screen moved really fast, a yelp of pain could be heard... and then
static.. and then, snow.]

Streamline: I am GLAD I do not have to face him in the ring! He is in a BAD
mood and Pandy is going to be on the receiving end of it!

DeLuica: Welcome got an incredibl...

Streamline: HEY LOOK! It's "Phoenix" Michael McCarey and Jasolyn Janet
O'Neil-Anderson-McCarey-Brians-Kennedy-Onassis-Trump! Or something like
that...all I know is she's got more last names then the Empire has titles!

[The camera cuts down to the 2 former SPW superstars sitting in the front row.
The camera cuts back to the ring quickly where Giovanni Corlone is inside
waiting to announce the opening match]

DeLuica: We're ready to get tonight started with the Undisputed Jr. Heavyweight
Title of the World on the line tonight!

Giovanni Corlone: Welcome to IGA's UNDER PRESSURE! [UNGODLY FACE POP!] The
following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the IGA Junior
Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger..

[The light guitar was first to hit, playing light notes for a few moments
until an eerie lulling twined in, drums almost kicking in at the exact
moment, making the introduction of the Deftones' "Change" play abroad, the
first lyrics flowing through the arena as the lights took a semi-dim.]

"I've watched you change - into a fly.
I looked away - you - were on fire.."

Giovanni Corlone - Weighing two hundred and twenty three pounds and from
Calgary, Alberta, Canada.. CYRIILLLL LESSSSLLLEEEYY!!!

[At which point the full bleakness of the song was realized, the instruments
kicking up in their performance as over the IGA-Tron came images of the past.
The first to kick it off was a shot taken in January of the former year,
2001. There Cyril Lesley stood in an arena, center-ring, holding a pair of
large titles in his hands. He held them with no love, that apparent through
the fists clenched over the ends of the belts, the body of the gold trophies
dangling in the air, the lower cut of the belt dragging against the ring. He
looked up and began his march out of the ring, the titles dragging along
behind him. In his face, there was no joy at all.]

[The black curtains on the stage parted slightly, a booted foot pressing
through at the exact time it was seen stomping down on a faceless upon on the
screen above. With another step, Cyril became completely open to the crowd.
Upon the visage most known for its snarl was a more smug look; satisfaction,
perhaps? The corners of his lips held pressed in a straight line, rather than
pointed downward, and green eyes stared with focus on the ring ahead.]

[Well formed biceps stuck out as those arms were crossed over a well cut
chest, and they didn't mvoe when those thick boots carried the lithe form of
the man formerly known as "Sage the Third" across the stage, black baggy
jeans swishing with each step, to take him to the ramp. At this point, one
line of the song kicked in with perfect timing of the picture on the screen.
The singer's voice hit that "It's like you never- had wings ahhh, ahhh,
ahhh.." as a barrage of shots of Cyril's daredevil antics passed on the
screen, the first beging his infamous 900 degree splash onto an empty
guardrail, the rail propped up on the ring apron and a guardrail parallel to
the ring, Diamond Dallas Paige's form was seen falling from the rail just in
time to save himself from pain.]

[An arm dropped when he hit the top of the ramp, the other raising a single
fist in the air as he began his step down to the ring. The crowd reacted with
an actual cheer, and for once in his career, it was more than just respect
that made them cheer. They cheered now for a man who started to care, and
they knew he'd take himself back to the top. His hand taken down seconds
after it was raised on the ramp, an eyebrow quirked in his variation of a
smile. His lips held strong. The arm raised again to grasp the upper chord
around the ring, and he pulled himself up and onto the outer apron, almost
imemdiately springing into the ring over the top rope with ease. Upon
entrance, he twisted to face the ropes he leapt over, hands on the wrists of
his gloves to pull them into place. He was ready for the match to begin.]

Giovanni Corlone - And his opponent, the IGA Junior Heavyweight Champion!
Weighing two hundred and six pounds from Las Vegas, Nevada. He is...
ASSSSHHH!!!!!!!!

[The strangely soothing guitar licks of 'Crawling in the Dark' by Hoobastank
begin to fill the fans and they don't have the slightest clue who's coming
out or what's going on...suddenly the lights go out]

# I will dedicate and sacrifice my every--
thing for just a seconds worth of how my story's ending
I wish I could know if the directions that I take
and all the choices that I make
won't end up all for nothing #

[No light is visible anywhere in the arena but the one red spotlight
thatshines at the enterance...the music all stops for a brief moment
until...]

*KA-BOOOOOOOOM*

[3 HUGE red streaming, screaming fireworks tear down towards the entrance and
the biggest pyrotechnics explosion in Wrestling history erupts andleaves a
huge mushroom cloud. As soon as the lights shift back to normal the music
resumes]

# Show me what it's for
Make me understand it
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer

Is there something more
than what I've been handed?
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer #

[A silhouette appears standing in the middle of the mushroom cloud and as the
smokes shifts it is revealed to be AsH. The fans jump to their feet and begin
cheering their heads off as AsH stand at the top of the ramp, smiling to all
his fans. He's wearing a shiny pair of blue leather pants and a tight green
sleeveless shirt]

MASSIVE FACE POP!

# Help me carry on
Assure me it's ok to
use my heart and not my eyes
to navigate the darkness

Will the ending be ever coming suddenly?
Will I ever get to see the ending to my story? #

[AsH looks to the one side of the ramp and points at them to a rousing cheer.
Then repeats the process with the other side. The AsH laughs and points to
the louder side and dives off headfirst into the fans, crowdsurfing all the
way to the ring. Cruiserweight Icon flashing over the IGAtron]

# Show me what it's for
Make me understand it
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer

Is there something more
than what I've been handed?
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer #

[AsH makes it to ringside and hops over the guardrail. He cockily hops up the
steps, still mugging to the fans. He hops onto the turnbuckle and front flips
into the ring. He then looks into the crowd and raises his arms. As he does
this another set of explosions happen at the turnbuckles, almost igniting
ringworkers and the ropes themselves]

# So when it comes will I know?
How much further do I have to go?
How much longer until I finally know?
'cause I am looking and I just can't see
what's in front of me
in front of me

Show me what it's for
Make me understand it
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer

Is there something more
than what I've been handed?
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer #

[The music slowly dies down as AsH stands up and red fireworks explode
overhead. The fans are roaring like mad as AsH climbs the top rope and raises
his arms in the C and I signal. He drops down to spin in the ring, facing his
opponent.]

DeLucia: This one's gonna tear the house down.

Streamline: Hopefully AsH'll finally botch another of his trick manuevers and
end up crippling himself.

DeLucia: That's a horribly thing to say! Besides, AsH has some sort of respect
for Lesley now.

Streamline: Bah, I have no idea why Lesley even wanted to keep AsH alive. If he
was TRULY smart he'd've let AsH get beaten into a smear.

[The bell rang, and both competitors stood in their corners without moving,
seeming to read each other's face. The opponent was the first to step into
the center of the ring, extending a hand to AsH to please the crowd. The
champion did hesitate slightly, but went and shook the hand of the man who
saved him from a deadly beating just a week before. Nodding, they released
their grasps and came in to lock it on up in the center of the ring. The
grapple lasted far shorter than it could have, you'd notice, as Cyril twisted
down and to the side, wrapping legs with one of the champion's own. AsH came
falling face first onto the mat with a drop toe hold. Both quickly got back
to their feet and circled, eyeing each other. They were very much similar, it
seemed. Cyril's eye twinkled.]

DeLucia: Wow, I do believe this is the first time Cyril has come up against a
Cruiserweight who could match him move for move.

Streamline: I'm glad I got this...

DeLucia: Got what---IS THAT A PORTABLE DVD PLAYER?!

Streamline: Uh, no...I'm watching intently this matches between AsH and
uh...Sage-guy.

DeLucia: No you're not! You're watching Jaws!

Streamline: Hey...LOOK!

[AsH came in and again they were locked up, grappling for their lives. And
when a single arm of Lesley's came out for a jab, AsH ducked beneath and ran
to the far ropes. Rebounding with much speed, the champion returned airborne,
feet twisted out and ready to catch Cyril in the chest with a dropkick, sendin
g him sprawling into position with a nearby corner. Wasting no time, the
Nevada native leapt over Cyril's prone form and climbed that buckle. Spinning
to face his opponent, AsH raised a hand to gather the crowd's support, and
then took a flipping leap off the top pad to come burrowing down into the
canvas!]

DeLucia: Ouch, AsH having his back ground deep into the mat.

Streamline: *Yawn* That shark is soooo fake.

DeLucia: *sigh* They couldn't have just hired some guy off the street...

[The experienced opponent rolled out of the way of that "Swanton Bomb" and
onto his knees just as the champion hit the mat with a vicious thud, and he
stared at him as AsH rolled onto his side, an arm holding the small of his
back. Cyril took to his feet and was dragging his wounded prey to his own in
no time at all. An arm wrapped about the one inch taller man's head, and
Cyril ducked his own under AsH's. Reaching down for a handful of his tights,
the Canadian tugged the champion vertical into the air, holding him steady
for some number of seconds. He then sat with legs opened, driving the man's
back into the mat between with a Falcon Arrow. Cyril popped to his feet and
took his time mounting the nearest corner, giving AsH time to stand. And when
he went to leap off the buckle, he found himself leaping forward, instead,
coming crashing down to the outer ring area!]

DeLucia: AND AWAY THEY GO! Cyril sent FLYING!

[AsH took advantage of the situation, climbing those aforementioned
turnbuckles quickly and raising his arms to the crowd. Gathering their
approval, he leapt off that buckle a second time with a flip, coming crashing
down upon the slowly standing man outside! Both men went crashing to the
floor!]

Streamline: Clean up, aisle 4.

DeLucia: Both men nearly denting the floor!

Streamline: Nearly? AsH is little more then a speed bump, now.

[Both men laid out for some time, the ref avoiding the ten count by checking
on them outside. When both stirred, he backed up to watch. AsH being the
first to his feet sent a pair of fists to Cyril's head, getting his third
blocked by a forearm and a boot buried into his gut to double him over.
Locking him in another front facelock, Cyril raised him up for the suplex
quickly, and tossed him down stomach first upon that barrier surrounding the
mats! Leaving him teeter-tottering on that barried, the Canadian climbed onto
the outer apron and up the turnbuckle. Spinning to face the champion, Cyril
stoood tall on the buckle, and the crowd cheered, but he didn't cater to
them. He simple leapt off the buckle with a dangerous flip, a leg extended,
and came down upon AsH's neck with a flipping guillotine leg drop, driving
that champion's face into the rail and making him flip over onto his back on
the pads, again! And both lay out for some time, again, the ref begging the
count.]

DeLucia: Both men are in some SERIOUSLY TROUBLE, now. We could have double
count out.

Streamline: Not unless we're extremely lucky...

ONE!....

TWO!....

THREE!....

FOUR!....

FIVE!....

SIX!....

Streamline: Told you!

[At this point, both men were stirring. Cyril was quicker to get to his feet,
and he pulled AsH to his by his hair and rolled him into the ring at the
seven count. Climbing onto the outer apron, he waited for AsH to stand and
stagger in a turn in his direction before leaping up onto the top rope and
spring off with a flip over the champion's head, dragging down his back to
land beneath his legs, pulling him very viciously to the mat with a sunset
flip! The ref got to his knees..]

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THR-

DeLucia: KICKOUT and AsH barely escaping with his title.

Streamline: For the love of GOD will one of you just pin the other? New champ
or not, I'm gonna get bored.

[AsH broke through, rolling backwards to his feet with Cyril's legs in his
hands. He flipped forward, bridging his back over Lesley's body, feet planted
by his head in a jackknife styled cover of his own.]

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THRREEEE-

DeLucia: This time Cyril the one nearly losing it!

[Which, in turn was broken out of. Both men scrambled ot their feet at the
sime time, but Cyril was sent back down to the mat with a dropkick to his
weak left knee, and laid cradling that leg as AsH ran to the far ropes. The
Canadian rolled to the center of the ring due to that knee injury, and didn't
notice the champion when he jumped onto the top rop, springing off to come
Lionsaulting down upon him. He stood and pulled his crushed opponent to his
feet by his hair, backing him to a corner with punches and chops. Gripping at
Cyril's wrist, he flung him to opposite corner with all of his might, forcing
Cyril to come staggering out of the corner backwards. Rushing to him, AsH
again gripped his wrist and whipped him, to the ropes this time. He raised an
arm to the crowd to signal the tilt-a-whirl backbreaker he oft uses to set up
his finishing maneuver, and as Cyril came back he was surprised to find
himself flipped over ont ohis back with a headscissor takeover!]

DeLucia: WHOA! AsH had THAT one scouted!

[His signature move thwarted, AsH stood just as fast as Cyril and they
advanced upon each other. In the short walk, the one going after the title's
knee buckled and he dropped to one, giving AsH the apparent advantage. As he
came in, Lesley burrowed his shoulder into AsH's gut and stood with the
champion falling over his shoulders. Cradling the champion's head under his
arm, Cyril fell to the side, driving him into the mat with a Death Valley
Driver!]

DeLucia: This is the first time we've scene the champ on this side of a match.

Streamline: Yeah, finally caught my interest! DROP HIM ON HIS HEAD MORE!

DeLucia: I honestly don't think it'll take much more.

[Collecting himself, Cyril stood as AsH lay sort of dead on the mat. He
pulled the man to his feet and ducked behind him, head beneath his arm in a
rush. He placed a hand on his hip, and the other on his near leg and lifted
him high onto his shoulder, going for his own signature backdrop driver. But
AsH was a ligthweight, after all, and flipped through with the move, thus
forcing Cyril to the ropes, who upon return had an arm extended, which also
the champion had, forcing both to the mat with a double clothesline!]

DeLucia: Both men extremely winded now and who can blame them.

Streamline: ME! Get up and finish this damn thing!

[AsH is the first to his feet and sinches in a front face lock. Cyril backs AsH
into the turnbuckle and AsH tries for a swinging DDT. Cyril counters by moving
his head out and tossing AsH deep into the center of the ring. Cyril, not
wasting a second goes up to the top rope. Leaping off into a HUGE
frogsplash---]

DeLucia: OOOOH! So CLOSE! AsH able to roll to his side and Cyril lands chin
first on AsH's side!

Streamline: Not the most technical, but extremely effective.

[AsH rolls over, holding onto his arm as he gets up. AsH signaling for the
finsh by slicing a thumb across his neck. He climbs to the top rope and
steadies, waiting for Cyril to get up]

DeLucia: I wonder if this is his new finisher he was bragging about.

Streamline: He was bragging about a new finisher?

DeLucia: He calls it Same S[beep], Different Day...but refused to divuldge any
info on what it was.

[Cyril finally making it to his feet and just as he turns, AsH leeps off into a
shooting star press...only, hooks his legs around Cyril's head and continues
spinning. The crowd aboslutely ERUPTS as AsH completes his Shooting Star
Hurricanrana!]

DeLucia & Streamline: OOOOH MY GOD!

Crowd: I-CON! I-CON! I-CON!

DeLucia: AsH holding Cyril's legs tightly, but it seems a little elementary.

Streamline: A LITTLE?

1

2

3!!!!

*DING DING DING*

[MEGA FACE POP! FOR MEN!]

Corlone: The winner of this match...and STILL IGA UNDISPUTED JR. HEAVYWEIGHT
CHAMPION...ASSSSSHHHHHHH!!

DeLuica: Cyril proved alot to everyone here in the IGA that he is a contender
to the Jr. Heavyweight Title and AsH proved why he's considered the best in the
World today!

Streamline: The 2nd best to Lazz Sterling get it straight!

DeLuica: Whatever the case is these 2 superstars gave it there all and put on
an awsome match!

[AsH raises the title in the air as he staggers up to his feet holding the belt
in the air. Cyril holds the back of his neck as he slowly gets up to his feet.
The arena stands on their feet for both men as Cyril glares at AsH walking
towards him slowly before holding his hand out to him! AsH looks to the crowd
and then to Cyril before shaking his hand sending the arena into a frenzy!
Cyril taps the belt and motions to his waist before dropping back down to the
mat and heading back up the aisle slapping several hands. AsH climbs up to the
the top turnbuckle and dives off into the crowd who catches him as he begins to
crowd surf!]

DeLuica: We have some of the best Lightweights in the world!

Streamline: And some of the best International Superstars in the States! Like
our next contest...Sparrow Jinn will battle Jake Lambert!

DeLuica: Both men are undefeated here in the IGA...so Something has to give
it's inevitiable! Just like commercials! We'll be right back!