BWF Mayhem 8/3 Part One
Dennis Dubay II
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[ Tommy Graves enters the building with his gym bag strap around his
shoulder. he's walking with a very obvious limp.]
TG: Another day, another dollar.....
[ Dennis Windham approachs him ]
DW: Tommy, what up man?
TG: Hey Dennis, nice boots.
DW: Thanks..hey, i called your house Monday, get the message?
TG: Yeah, I can't really talk right now though.
DW: Well, I just wanted to wish ya good luck tonight against Os.
TG: Oh, thanks...i need it.
DW: Nah, your the man Tommy...you can do it.
TG: Thanks man, i gotta get ready.
DW: Alright, well..go break a leg man.
TG [ Grabs Dennis by the arm ] What the hell does that mean?
DW: Wh..
TG: Listen man...just go.
DW: Tommy...
[ Graves walks away ]
("Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor begins with the traditional Rocky
trumpets...Images of the BWF's past flicker into existence as the graphics
crawl across the screen...)
THE BEST WRESTLING FEDERATION
B. W. F.
M A Y H E M
(The camera pans the sold out crowd! Fans are losing control of their
bodily functions as they welcome the superstars of the Best Wrestling
Federation. Signs are everywhere)
"I KNOW WHERE BOB IS"
"IS THAT YOU TRIPLE J?!!"
"I'M THE REAL ROOKIE SENSATION"
"NEW TAG TEAM - KING & LOWMAN - SWEET & LOW"
(Sitting at ringside is the lone commentator, "Hot Water" Bobby Ladd. He's
wearing a Hawaiian Shirt with pictures of Mark Madden emblazened thereon.
Bobby's mic is hooked into the sound system and the arena hears what we
hear)
Bobby: Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to BWF MAYHEM!! Once again
we are live and in living color to bring you the VERY BEST in professional
wrestling today. Fans, we are one week removed from our first pay per view
since coming back from the void and we're sure it's gonna be an awesome
place to be. We've still got great tickets for the San Diego Sports Arena,
so come down and buy a ticket. Tonight, we're in beautiful Redmond,
Washington at the Marymoor Velodrome and we've got and action packed card!
We are proudly the first wrestling promotion to ever promote the Velodrome
and we're sure to be back. The Redmond fans are rabid for the BWF and we
promise to not let them down. Tonight in that ring you will see a great
six man match featuring the team of Lou Lowman, Dewey, and the Rookie
Sensation, Desmond Walker, taking on that warped faction, 2001: Fear.
Walker's looking to make a name for himself and he's getting in everybody's
face to do it. Walker's just a standout athlete. Former All-American.
Former Winnipeg Bomber. A third generation athlete that's ready to be the
champion of the future. He's a real blue chipper. Fans, we've also got
Tommy Graves taking on the OTHER Sean Osborne, who I'm told now wants to be
called "The Next Thing". Okay, so whatever. We've got a great featured tag
bout for you as the Nelsons take on the...SILENT but VIOLENT Main Eventers.
Okay. Who's writing this crap? Finally, we've got a great series of main
event matches as the semi-finals for the World Heavyweight Title go tonight.
In a related news flash fans, BWF Commissioner Craig Kelley has issued a BUY
in the tournament to one Travis King!! That's right, fans! The convict
himself will face off against the winners of tonight's semi-final matches in
the Triple Threat for the BWF Title at Hotter than Hell!! But that might as
well be decades away, fans, because we've got action tonight! Before we go
to the ring, I'm being told of some sort of meeting occurring backstage.
Have we got a camera back there?
(CROWD POPS HUGE)
(Scene is in the back. Kid Sexy is sitting at a table, Pappy, 2 nurses and a
Tibetan Monk sit around the table)
Kid Sexy- Pappy, if I were to ask you just why in the name of God's green
Earth, you, 2 nurses, a Tibetan Monk and I are here, would I regret it?
Pappy- REVERN!!!
Kid Sexy- I see.
(All of a sudden, from the side comes the one and only Louis Lowman! Lou has
his teeth in and seems ready to talk! He takes a seat at the table)
Louis Lowman- I betcha yall just dying to find out why the lawnmower cuts
the grass aintcha? Well I gotsa idea that includes each and everyone of us
and it takes the pumpkin!
Kid Sexy- (Stands Up) Ladies and gentlemen, I'm leaving!
Louis Lowman- Sit back down yun whippersnapper! Lou Lowman gots somethins to
sez and ain't one of ya leaving till I'm fixin to sez it!
(Sexy sits back down)
Louis Lowman- I'm talksing bout the best darn group I've been. I'm sezing
that we bring back Hollow Silver! You (points and Kid Sexy) you
whippersnapper, Lou Lowman (Points at the Tibetan Monk) and the rest!
Kid Sexy- Hollow Silver? Ohhhhhh!!! You mean Solid Gold, dontch.....don't
you?
Louis Lowman- Darn tootin!
Pappy- REVERN!!!
Kid Sexy- Well Lou, I have to say that Solid Gold WAS fun while it lasted.
The camaradie, the hunt for missing teeth was all well and good. In it's
day. Also we seem to be missing one thing, Travis. He made Solid Gold and I
don't think he wants to come back. I say talk it over with your buddies. The
ones you teaming up with today. I have to prepare for Jade now, I'll catch
you later Lou!
Pappy- RVERN!!!
(Kid Sexy gets up and leaves while the camera zooms into Lowman's face
before fading out and into Bobby who is visibly attempting to hold his
composure)
Bobby: Arguably, heh heh, one of the most interesting tag teams ever formed
right there, fans. The Living Legend, Lou Lowman attempting to reform Solid
Gold with Kid Sexy! But the Kid's got other business to tend to! Let's go
to the ring!
("I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred blares as fog enshrouds the entryway. A
focused Kid makes his way toward the ring.)
Gumby: Ladies and gentlemen, now making his way to the ring from Los
Angeles, CA, weighing in at 221 lbs, here is Kid Sexy!!
("Only the Young" by Journey blares as through the entrance way appears a
focused Jade. The crowd is electric, but the masked man from Okinawa
doesn't even bat an eye. Behind him a grainy video plays of Jade wrestling
an aggressive style in Japan. It appears to be a match of Terrence
Goldsworthy, Alex Cougar, and Jade against some nameless faceless Japanese
wrestlers)
Gumby: His opponent now making his way to the ring from Okinawa, Japan,
weighing in at 226 lbs, here is Usagi Satoryo, THE JADE!!
DING DING
Bobby: This was the traditional cruiserweight battle from the get go. Kid
Sexy continues to show his in-ring maturity as he worked from the ground.
Jade managed an excellent defense from the air and seemed to have the match
in control for the opening minutes. However, as it seemed Jade was going to
close it with a Tornado style Shanghai Kamikaze Bulldog, Kid Sexy countered
and managed to turn the complete tide of the match, scoring with a TKO style
Diamond Cutter. Jade got the shoulder up before the three count however and
Sexy in frustration tossed the Okinawa Kid to the outside. Continuing his
streak of unwanted appearances, Slash Richter made his way to ringside. As
Sexy kept the official sidetracked, Richter hit an absolutely sick looking
belly to back suplex through a table at ringside! A broken man, Jade was
quickly rolled in and Sexy took the three.
Bobby: That was disgusting! Sexy now basking in the "glory" of a hard
fought win! Whatever. What's this!? That's Adam Kuhl from ringside!! And
Sexy doesn't see him!! BARBWIRE BAT!! BARBWIRE BAT!! AND HE NAILS SEXY!!!
(Kuhl grabs the mic from the ring announcer)
Kuhl: Craig Kelly, this is what you get for putting these ****ing jumping
beans out here instead of true ****ing talent like the Shooter, and the One
Man ****ing Crime Spree!!!! Now, I suppose the whole ****ing world is going
to be asking "Are Kuhl and Richter aligned"? **** NO! We're not ****ing
aligned, that would put money in ole Dewey's pocket, if Violence Inc were to
get back together! We're just two bad mother****ers that are ****ed off at
the world, and this was just the start of it! Next up, is Cha......
(CHAZ DARBY FLIES TO THE RING AND SLIDES IN LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL!! Kuhl
spins around, and is blasted by a Chaz Darby superkick. Richter quickly
rolls out of the ring, and the crowd starts to chant ***** ***** *****)
Darby: Come on Shooter!!! I thought you wanted a piece of me!
(Richter walks back to the dressing room, escorted by officials, while
mouthing to the camera "I'll get him when the time is right")
Bobby: It looked like Richter got a case of the limp tale that time, fans!
We're gonna pause now for a commercial, but when we come back, we've got the
killer six man tag! Stay with us!!
(commercial)
Bobby: Welcome back, fans. I'm told that we've got some interview time
here, at least I think. The sheet says Travis King, but it has a big
question mark next to it. Your guess is as good as mine, fans.
("Monkey Wrench" by the Foo Fighters blares as Travis King comes out in
full Harley Ryder gear. His hair is dirty and unkempt and he's sporting
his classic orange prison issue cover-alls. He stops at the top of the
ramp with one hand behind his back. He pulls it out and reveals his
power drill. He laughs maniacally and heads down to the ring.)
Gumby: Ladies and gentlemen, weighing in at 250 lbs, from New York
City... Travis King!!!
(King grabs Gumby by the scruff of the neck and puts the drill to his
head.)
Harley Ryder: I think you're mistaken... heh heh, do it again Gumbo or
I'll make ya my new girly friend. Heh heh heh!
Gumby: (Shaking like a leaf)Umm, sorry. From the state correctional
facility... HARLEY RYDER!!!
(Harley grabs the mic and shoves Gumby out of the ring.)
Harley Ryder: Heh heh, I bet ya never thought you'd see me again huh? I
woke up this mornin' and I ain't got a clue how I got here. Last I
remember I was doin' 20 ta life, then suddenly... I'M FREE!!!! Heh, heh, and
I owe it all to my good friend Paul Fontaine. Well I won't let ya down
Pauly! No siree, I'm a changed man, reformed from top ta bottom. You can
count on good ol' Harley Ryder. I got a special present for ya boss man. Yup
and tonight I think your gonna get it. Heh heh heh.
Gumby: (grabs another mic and ringside) His opponent from Los Angeles, CA,
weighing in at 228 lbs, here is Lane Davies.
DING DING
Bobby: King or Ryder or whoever the hell this guy is, didn't even bother
with the rules. He took his drill and fortunately nailed Davies in the side
of the head with the blunt end. He then performed the Arabian facebuster on
the kid and immediately drew the DQ. As King continued bloodying the kid,
no one showed up to help, least wise his partner, Slash Richter.
Bobby: I knew that ******* was sick. I knew it. More medical insurance
claims for Ole BL to have to fill out! Fans let's take a commercial break.
But stay tuned, we've still got tons of wrestling action to come.
(commercial)
(fade back into back stage. Johnny Simpson is reading some paperwork as
Travis King walks by, back in his trashy leather attire, and carrying that
chair. He seems confused as he stops to talk with Johnny.)
King: Hey Johnny, wasn't I scheduled to wrestle tonight?
Johnny: You already did, Harley.
(King grabs him by the throat and forces him up against the wall.)
King: WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!
Johnny: Um... Harley. I mean.. I thought that's what you wanted to be
called? Isn't it?
King: Where the **** did you get that idea?
Johnny: From you, earlier tonight.
(King lowers Johnny down and steps back with a look of confusion.)
Johnny: Are you... okay?
(King looks up at Johnny and smiles before waffling him with his steel
chair.)
King: Never better.
(Fade)
Bobby: I'm not sure, but somebody better get in touch with BWF security. I
think the padded cell next to MANSON might be in order. Fans, before we go
to the ring for action, let's check in with the Nelsons.
(The scene changes to the Nelson family in front of the BWF banner. Mark
Hunter is backstage with then and holds the mic. The younger boys are out
front and a stoic Lance hovers over in the back)
Hunter: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm standing here flanked by quite possibly
the most dominant family in professional wrestling today. There is no
denying the awesome talent of the Nelson family and each get's an
opportunity to shine tonight. Mitch and Matt, tonight you fellows take on
the Main Eventers. Any comments?
Mitch: Main Eventers? In a hot air balloon contest, maybe. But when those
two clowns step in the ring with the Nelson Brothers, it's gonna be like
first grade all over again for those idiots. You know first grade don'tcha,
Mark? Where you learn all about 1-2-3? HA HA! Meyers, Moore, I watched
that little soap opera world tour! I got a real kick out of Goldsworthy's
joke! If you thought that little hardcore piece sound unsavory, you just
wait until you step in the ring with Mitch and Matt Nelson! It's just a
walk in the park.
Matt: Main Eventers...Matt vs Matt...Meyers, you're a joke. A parody. A
wannabe. Moore, a sell out and a cop out. Tonight, you boys learn a hard
lesson in what it means to be "REAL" wrestlers. Tonight the Prodigy is
gonna introduce you to the mat via the tornado DDT!! See ya in the ring,
boys.
Mark: Of course, the big press story of the evening is the Semi-Final Match
for the BWF World Heavyweight Championship headlined by "The Steve" and this
man, the Texas Patriarch, "The Journeyman" Lance Nelson. Lance, any thought
on tonight's contest?
Lance: Mark, last week, the Journeyman made his return. He said it was the
first steps down a long and winding road toward home. The journey of a
thousand miles began with a single step. Tonight it continues. Barnes, it
ain't the first time we've stepped into the ring together. Everyone knows
exactly who I defeated for my world title. A lot of thinks have changed
since then. You know and I know it. I'm not looking past you. But don't
underestimate the Journeyman. Allegiance is not an issue. The gold is the
issue. And right now you stand in the way of me and what's mine. And that
makes you an enemy. Be prepared to bring your best. I always bring mine.
(The Nelsons walk away as Hunter looks into the camera)
Mark: Back to you, Bobby!
Gumby: Our next match is a six man tag team challenge event! Introducing
first...
("Praise You" by Fatboy Slim blares through the sounds system as through the
entrance appears the rag tag team of Walker, Dewey, and Lowman with his
nurse and Pappy)
Gumby: Introducing first, from Winnipeg, MB, weighing in at 261 lbs, here
is the "ROOKIE SENSATION" Desmond Walker!! His tag team partners, first
from Winnipeg, MB, weighing in at 198 lbs, here is DEWEY!! And finally from
Podonuk, AB, weighing in at 127 lbs, here is Louis LOWMAN!!
("Phantom of the Opera" plays eerily as the house lights imitate flashes of
lightning...)
Gumby: And their opponents from the bowels of the inner city!! Weighing in
at a combined weight of 680 lbs, the team of Wasted Youth, Suicide Kid, and
the Prophet!! 2001: FEAR!!
(Prophet asks for the mic.)
The Prophet: Tonight, three souls make the mistake of placing their bodies
in pawn. The only solice I can give thee, is greatest tragedy of life is not
that man loses but that he almost wins. And of course, I will toy with your
inner emotions, leaving you too think that this game is just that, a game.
And though it may be that, it is the sickest, most twisted game you have
ever expeirenced.
It is the game of fear. We fear things in proportion to our ignorance of
them. Everyone wishes that the man whom he fears would perish, and tonight
these pawns will perish..these pawns will pay..these most unfortunate pawns
will undoubltly agree..that in this instance..misery does love company.
DING DING
(As the match gets under way, Travis King ambles back through the entrance
way in full Sweetness attire. Feather boa, pink tights, Elton John
sunglasses, and his hair slicked back under a big ugly Pimp hat.
He'll be in full baby face Sweetness mode and should be completely
oblivious to the fact that Harley wrestled earlier and King beat up
Johnny Simpson. He takes a seat by Bobby)
Sweetness: Ow, what IS yo weakness Bobby?
Bobby: Pizza and beer actually but that's another story. Just what the
heck has gotten into you Travis?
Sweetness: The Candyman just wanted to come down here and check out
Luscious Lou, we're tag team partners, you dig?
Bobby: Yeah like a YEAR ago.
Sweetness: You're talking crazy Daddy-O! Where's my main man the
Craigster anyway? And who's this large Negro fella in there with Lou,
I'd hate to get on his bad side baby. OWWWW!!!
Bobby: Ooooookay. I'm just gonna call the match and try to ignore your
freakishly insane ramblings okay?
Sweetness: Whatever butters your toast mack daddy!
Bobby: Despite the extreme discomfort of King at ringside, the match pretty
much went like a paint by numbers set up. With the poor skill level of
Dewey and the extreme sluggishness of Lowman, Walker was severely hampered
in mustering his team. When he did manage to tag in, it was nearly
impossible to mount offense against the Prophet. He proteges stepped in to
protect him and take the brunt of any offensive move. In the meantime,
Walker was just being beaten down by the trio. He was also distracted by
the attendance of King and kept trying to talk trash. Rookie mistake for
the Sensation. Finally, Dewey made a tag in, but the Wasted Youth nailed
him with a top rope bulldog on the way in the ring and Prophet took the
three count.
Bobby: Fans, Walker now coming to the broadcast location and screaming at
um...Sweetness!! Sweetness showing no recognition of this man despite
having brutally attacked the Rookie Sensation last week on this program!
Walker now turning his back on Sweetness!! BUT SWEETNESS NOW PICKING UP HIS
CHAIR AND SWATTING WALKER ACROSS THE SKULL!! AND WALKER IS BUSTED OPEN,
FANS!! And now Dewey attempting to defend his fallen partner and he gets a
chair for his efforts as well!! King continuing his gruesome vendetta
against Dewey and Walker here! But King not even bothering with Lowman!
Showing some sort of strange loyalty to his former tag team partner!! This
is bizarre! Fans, we've got to take a break! We'll be right back!
(Before fading to commercial, Tommy Graves is now sitting in front of his
locker room. He's talking on his Cell Phone.)
TG: Hey, yeah...it's Tommy. Where you at? Ok, cool. Any chance of you
getting
out here tonight? Yeah, I thought about what we talked about this weekend. I
think your right. I need to make as much money as I can, before i have to
call it a career. It's time for Tommy Graves to look out for himself.
Alright. I'll see you then.
[ Graves shuts his phone off, and looks into the mirror inside his locker ]
TG: Time to look out for myself.
(Commercial)
(Johnny Simpson, sporting a nice headache, is again backstage and runs up
to the bleeding "Rookie Sensation"!)
Simpson: I'm here with the "Rookie Sensation" Desmond Walker. Desmond, how
does it feel to be the laughing stock of the BWF locker room?
Walker: Pardon Me?
Simpson: I mean, come on! You run out and save old man Lowman and Bobby Ladd
comes up with the idea to call you the new Pony Express with Dewey, who I
have nothing bad to say about. Then out comes Travis King and gives you a
nice part right down the hairline!
Walker: Listen, Simpson, before I knock your head off, let me tell you this:
I saw a man that's given forty years to this great business, and bled and
sweat for this company getting beat on by a talentless convict, and I did
something about it! You got a problem with that?
Simpson: No, I mean, I....
Walker: And another thing.....Not to disrespect Craig Kelly, or Paul
Fontaine, but after this match, I really don't think that any purpose will
be served in tagging up with Louis Lowman, or anybody else for that matter.
I came here to do this on my own, and that's what I'm going to do. Once the
new International Champion is crowned at the PPV, I'd like a shot at that
title, and maybe, just maybe, my good old friend Travis King will win the
World title, and I could get a piece of him down the road.
Simpson: Hold on a second.....18 months ago, you were playing football with
the Winnipeg Blue Bombers, and you're talking about fighting for the
Heavyweight Championship of the World?
Walker: I can do anything I set my mind to, and no one can stop me....not
you, not Travis King....not anyone! Now, if you'll excuse me, I got payback
on my mind!
(Walker wipes the blood from his forehead and storms off)
Bobby: Good Lord, I'd hate to be in King's shoes when the Blue Chipper
finds him. That kid has great heart. Screw Simpson. Walker's the future
of the sport. Before we go to our next match between Graves and Osborne,
let's hear comments recorded from Osborne before the break.
Mark Hunter- Hi folks I'm here with Sean Osborne, the seco...
Sean Osborne- Listen up Hunter and everybody out there. I DO NOT want any
comparisons made between myself and the father I hardly know. Shawn Osborne
was an 18 year old hoodlum when he raped my mother and impregnated her with
me. I am far superior to my "father" in every possible way. I'm faster,
stronger, smarter and more agile then the Strangler!
Mark Hunter- However your dad has won several BWF World Titles.
Sean Osborne- Oh sure he has. He happens to be one of the best from the
BWF's past! However it's my time and people my age times. It's the Steve's
time, Lance Nelson's time, Chaz Darby's time. Shawn Osborne had his day in
the son with Lawrence Buffy, Jimmy Cougar and Jason Starr. Quick, what do
those guys have in common? They're all old and tired!
Mark Hunter- Why are you in the BWF?
Sean Osborne- To show my "father" and the rest of his pathetic generation
that there is a new breed of wrestler. Tonight I take on one of my fathers
preennial foe. I take on Tommy Graves and show him that it's time to go out
to pasture like the previous old dinosaurs that I mentioned and let the Next
Thing take over!!! I'm outta here!!!
(fade out)
("Walk" by Pantera blares as through the entrance way limps Tommy Graves)
Gumby: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is set for one fall with a
twenty minute time limit. Introducing first from Detroit, MI, weighing in
at 262 lbs, here is Tommy Graves!!
[ Graves takes mic ]
Graves: For the longest time, I sat at home, wondering what was in store
for this ol' dog. Phone calls from old friends, and bill collectors. I
thought to myself, How'd I get here..in this spot at this time? Had I
trusted the wrong people? Nah.. That wasn't the reason. The reason, the
reason is simple. I never cared about where I was on the totem pole. I
didn't care if i was playing second fiddle to Lance Nelson or Dennis WIndham
or Jason Starr or whoever else. That's ok. I have much respect for all those
guys. They did what they had to do, and now..I'm taking a page out of there
book. Tonight, a new era begins. I might not be able to perform in the ring
like I used to..but I'll be damned if ANYONE thinks I'm a push over. I'm not
looking at this as sport anymore..this is a business. Tonight, I begin by
hiring one of the most intelligent, gifted men in this sport as my business
advisor....
[ Queensryche's "Empire" begins to play as Ric Anderson makes his way to
ringside]
Bobby: HOLY ****!! That's Ric Anderson!!! I cannot believe this fans as
the fans chant these same exclamation I've just uttered on national
television!!
[ Anderson takes mic ]
Anderson: Welcome fans, welcome to a new day in the life of Tommy Graves.
For the past
3 years, i sat at home, watching this man's talents SQUANDERED...and it made
me sick.
Anderson: I'd seen enough after watching that puff piece on Fox Sports, so
I made a
call to Mr. Graves. My message to him was simple: In war there is no prize
for runner-up.
The definition of war is simple, it is an act of violence whose object is to
constrain the enemy, to accomplish our will. For most of this man's career,
that has been EXACTLY the object...to constrain this mans will, his will to
perform...to survive...to succeed..... That all ends TONIGHT.
[Anderson throws mic down]
("Gimme The Prize" by Queen blares)
Gumby: His opponent, from Sault St. Marie, ON, weighing in at 271 lbs, here
is the Next Thing, Sean Osborne!!
(Osborne steps over the ropes)
Bobby: I can't believe this guy. Absolutely no respect for the generation
that has come before.
Bobby: Despite the normal stiffness of the Osborne family and Sean's
relative inexperience, some switch flipped in Tommy Graves. I swear that
man can have a great match with a broomstick and he was definitely working
that vein tonight. However, still hampered by the recovery of his leg, he
was only performing at about half potential. Graves turned on his heel
skills and backed the referee into a corner and began giving him a thorough
ass chewing. This showboating gave Osborne the time he needed for a
schoolboy rollup. However, Anderson had none of that and nailed Osborne
with the ring bell to draw the DQ.
Bobby: Yep! It looks like Ric Anderson is back for sure! And we hope this
time he takes Tommy Graves with him. Fans, we've got to take a break, but
stay tuned. Our featured tag match is next.
(commercial)
Gumby: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is the tag team featured match
of the evening. Introducing the NEW AND IMPROVED MAIN EVENTERS!!
(The Main Eventers come out with no entrance music, no video, and with tape
securely across their lips)
Bobby: Well, I gotta say, it's definitely an improvement. NO more
self-serving and mindless promos out of the idiot duo!!
Gumby: And their opponents, from Mud Creek, TX, weighing in at a combined
weight of 470 lbs, here are the Nelson Brothers!!
DING DING
Bobby: Finally a match that doesn't end in a DQ. However, that isn't to
say that it didn't have a shady finish. The match was well executed as both
teams favored an in and out ground strategy. The crowd wasn't in a mood for
a contest with any psychology or what they saw as "rest holds". So it
wasn't well received. Besides in a ground contest, neither Meyers or Moore
seem to be on the same page. Mild arguments led to a typical change in
style for the Main Eventers. And as the "Silent but Violent" duo opened
their bag of tricks, the audience swiftly got behind the Nelsons. However,
it wasn't to be as the Main Eventers faked an illegal tag to put the fresh
man in and finish an unsuspecting Matt with a corkscrew moonsault.
Bobby: Mitch clearly not happy with what happened in that contest, fans.
But he'll be back to fight another day. Fans, we're gonna take one last
commercial break. But when we come back, our main event double feature semi
final heavyweight title matches are next!!
(fade to backstage)
[ Windham is standing infront of a brick wall, with the BWF banner raised
above him ]
Windham: Tonight, Chaz Darby and Dennis Windham go another round, each of
us looking
for another match to prove our worth, and grab some gold. Darby, I have
respect for you as a professional athlete, and i come into this match with
my eye's open, and my consience ready, but let it be known, I am a part of
all that I have met, and i've met some of the best this business has
to offer. Tonight, the man that wins...will truly deserve it.
(Commercial)
Bobby: Welcome back, fans. I want to take one last opportunity to remind
you that there will be no Mayhem next week as we lead into our Hotter than
Hell Weekend. Diamond Doug will be with you Friday Night on this very
station to present the "Hotter Than Heck" Preview. If you haven't called
your cable operator or satellite provider do it now! Let's go to the ring.
Gumby: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is set for one fall with a
twenty minute time limit. It is a semi-final match in the BWF World Title
Tournament. Introducing first...
(Over the intercom the infamous Y2S countdown begins, when it hits 0 an
ominous voice says "Do You Smell What the Steve is Smoking?" before the
Hooded Hoodlum makes his appearance. The fans, originally cheering for the
Steve now boo the Hoodlum. The Hoodlum gets into the ring and a voice starts
talking over the intercom)
Hooded Hoodlum- I'm still waiting, Steven Barnes. Listen to the people cheer
you. Little do they know what has happened between us in the past. The face
that you scarred. The soul that you burned. A man who no longer truly
exists. I stand before the people, here today, wondering. Why? What do they
see in you yet fail to see in me? Why are you cheered and I booed. If only
they were in Winnipeg, 96. Yes, Winnipeg, 1996. Yeah, you know what I'm
talking about. If these people had an inkling of what atrocities you did to
me there the roles would be reversed wouldn't they Steve? Say, maybe I'll
tell them right NOW!!!