EWA Show #4: World Title Tournament (5/22/2010)

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EWA Show #4: World Title Tournament (5/22/2010)

Post by yourcrapsweak » Jan 23rd, '11, 18:36

SHOW #4
OWWF: WORLD TITLE TOURNAMENT
(5/22/2010)

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1. WTT Quarterfinal Match
PHREAK (1) vs. JOEL CARTER (8)

The two men shake hands, and bell sounds to start the match.

DING! DING! DING!

They lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, and Phreak drops down, transitioning it into an arm drag on Carter. Phreak gets up quicker than Carter, and by the time Phreak is on his feet, Carter is just sitting up. Phreak dropkicks Carter in the shoulder, then gets behind Carter and controls his arm with a wrist-lock, folding Carter’s arm at the elbow, then pulling it back over his shoulder and controlling the wrist. After a few seconds, Carter manages to roll around, alleviating most of the pressure on his wrist, but Phreak, is still holding on to it tightly. Phreak turns it into an Arm Wringer, putting the pressure back o Carter’s arm, but Carter again rolls through, alleviating the pressure, then springs up and smashes Phreak in the jaw with a forearm shot. Phreak is now dazed, and Carter takes advantage of this to hit Phreak with a snap suplex. Carter quickly rolls on top of Phreak’s stomach for the lateral press pin:

ON-no!
Phreak kicks out.
Phreak starts to get up, but Carter punches him in the face, then locks him in a seated straightjacket stretch. Phreak struggles in the hold and tries to get to the ropes, but Carter keeps them right where they are. Phreak manages to wiggle around enough to get Carter’s knee out of his back, then drops down so that his back is flat on the mat, swings his feet up, and closes his legs on Carters neck. He swings forward with his feet and pulls forwards with his arms, rolling Carter forward and into a pinning predicament:

One!

Carter kicks out, but Phreak grabs hold of his arm taking control with a seated wristlock. He then transitions into a crossface chicken wing, but Carter manages to quickly get to the ropes for the clean break.

The two lock up again, and this time it is Carter who comes out on top, putting Phreak in a standing side headlock. Phreak elbows Carter in the gut twice, the pushes him off, breaking the hold. Carter comes in for a clothesline, but Phreak ducks it. Carter runs off the opposite ropes. Dropkick by Phreak. But Carter stops himself by holding on to the ropes. Phreaks falls flat on his face. He gets up quickly, but Carter takes him down with a lariat, then lock in an STF. Phreak struggles in the hold for about ten seconds before he is able to make it to the ropes to break the hold.

Phreak gets up and goes after Carter, throwing a few kicks to try and catch his opponent off guard, but Carter avoids or fends them off. Phreaks throws another kick and Carter moves to block it, but Phreak just dives forward onto Carter with a corkscrew forearm smash. Phrek then hits Carter with a Diving Reverse DDT. Phreak hits another dropkick to the arm, and then locks in a cross arm breaker. Carter struggles in the painful hold for a few seconds, manages to make it to the ropes. After breaking the hold Phreak goes for a dropkick, but Carter catches his legs, and locks him in the Carter Crab. Phreak struggles in the hold for a few seconds, then crawls towards the ropes. Carter pulls him back away from the ropes, and lowers his center of gravity, making it even more difficult for Phreak to crawl to the ropes. After struggling for another ten seconds, Phreak is able to make it to the ropes, and Carter obliges with the clean break.

Phreak pulls himself up, but Carter comes charging at him. Carter throws a clothesline, but Phreak ducks it. O’Connell Roll by Phreak. Carter manages to roll backwards through Phreak's legs before Phreak can sit down on him for the pin. Carter is now behind Phreak. Carter grabs Phreak by the waist and hits a huge release German Suplex.

Carter picks Phreak up and lifts him onto his shoulders. F-5 by Carter. Phreak countered it by maintaining control of Carter’s arm. Now Phreak has Carter locked in a Fujiwara armbar. Carter struggles in the hold. He manages to roll Phreak over into a pin, but the hold is still locked in.

ONE!
Phreak doesn’t release the hold

TWO!
Phreak is still holding on!


THRE-no!
Phreak waits until the last possible second to release the hold. Phreak then hits Carter with a Backsplash Senton. The pin:

ONE!


TW-NO!

Carter rolls Phreak up in a grounded crucifix pin:

ONE!

TWO!


T-NO!

Phreak gets shoulder up.
Phreak tries to get up, but Carter hits him with a HUGE clothesline. Northern Lights Suplex by Carter. Now Carter picks Phreak up and hits him with a powerbomb! Things are not looking good for Phreak. Carter picks him up. Spinebust—DDT BY PHREAK! Both men are down, and the ref starts the double count:

{1}
{2}
{3}
{4}
Carter is up to one knee. Phreak rolls out of the ring and onto the apron.
{5}
{6}
{7}
Both men are up.
Springboard Crossbody by Phreak. Carter catches him! Carter picks Phreak up onto his shoulders and runs towards the top left corner of the ring. STEAM ROLLER! Split-Legged Moonsault. Phreak gets his knees up! Phreak nails Carter in the face with a dropkick, the picks Carter up onto his shoulders. Phreak walks over towards the corner, and tosses Carter off of his shoulders. Carter lands stomach first on the top turnbuckle

Fooda: You’ve got to like a guy who is resourceful in the ring like that. Phreak even knows how to use the ring itself to his advantage.

Phreak now picks Carter up on his shoulders again, but this time, Carter is laying face up, with his back across Phreak’s shoulders. Phreakish Intents. Carter counters it with an arm drag. Carter is back upon his feet quickly. He charges at Phreak for a Gore! Phreak sidesteps it, and Carter smashes into the turnbuckle, stunning him. Phreak grabs Carter’s head, and runs up the turnbuckle for a Tornado DDT out of the corner, but Carter counters it by pushing him away, breaking his hold on Carter’s head. Phreak lands on his feet in front of Carter, but before Phreak can react, Carter charges forward… GORE! Carter goes for the cover:

ONE!



TWO!





THREE!

DING! DING! DING!
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, at an official time of 13:22, your winner… “HIGH IMPACT” JOEL CARTER!


2. WTT Quarterfinal Match
CHRIS CALAWAY (3) vs. “MEAN” MARK ROBERTS (6)

Chris Calaway defeated “Mean” Mark Roberts to advance to the semifinals.
Both men fought their hardest and held nothing back. They wrestled the match completely cleanly, and showed each other the respect that one would expect to see shown between two tag team partners who broke into the business together. They shook hands both before and after the match, and Roberts raised Calaway's hand in victory.


3. WTT Quarterfinal Match
GEORGE “THE AGGRO” ADAMS (5) vs. EL DEMONICO (4)

Jewel: The following is an OWWF World Title Tournament first round contest, scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit.

F*cking in the bushes by Oasis hits.

Jewel: Introducing first, from London, England. Weighing two hundred and forty five pounds, GEORGE “THE AGGRO” ADAMS!!!

Adams heads straight for the ring, in his usual ring attire.

Carlos: Adams the former “Soccer” hooligan from London, England. Would no doubt like to do his country proud with a good showing here tonight? How do you rate his chances, Fooda?

Fooda: Well, Adams has a great chance, if his opponents all hail from Lilliput! Hahhahaha!

Carlos: Please!

Adams is now standing in a corner of the ring; hold the ends of his towel, waiting for his opponent.

Jewel: And his opponent....

The arena’s lights turn dark red and dark red smoke feels the stage area as a creepy piece of music play. El Demonico appears amid the smoke. He is in his red ring attire and red mask with the horns pointing downwards. After a slow look around, he heads for the ring.

Jewel: Hailing from the Depths of Hell and weighing two hundred and sixty five pounds, EL DEMONICO!!!

Fooda: I like this guy, Carlos; he has to be in the favourites. Can you imagine this guy as our first World Champion?

Carlos: Well, I’m trying not to, but I will agree with him being a favourite. He destroyed Rodrigo Machado in his debut at HANGOVER and beat two very competitive young men in Ray Hoffman and Shawn Stevens at WINS AND LOSSES, so yes, he is up there.

El Demonico is now in the ring, standing in the centre looking directly at Adams, who stares straight back. Adams turns away to hand his towel to someone ringside and Demonico charges across the ring. Demonico goes for a double axe handle but Adams moves at the last second, sending Demonico crashing into the corner. Adams starts to unload with some left and rights the Demonico’s body and the ref signals for the bell!

DING DING DING!!!

Adams beats Demonico along the ropes, hitting a European uppercut and some forearms to the back of his opponents head. When they reach the corner, Adams drives Demonico’s head into the top turnbuckle. Adams keeps up the assault until they get to the centre of the ropes. He then backs Demonico up and sends him across the ring. Adams readies himself but Demonico hooks the top rope. Adams then runs at Demonico, looking to clothesline him out of the ring, but Demonico pulls of a back body drop and Adams crashes to the outside!! The ref starts the count.
Demonico waits for Adams to get back to his feet, then files over the top rope and nails the Englishman with a huge Plancha!! The crowd pop! Demonico is quickly up to his feet. He pulls Adams up by his wrist. Demonico goes to whip Adams into the ring steps. Adams reverses however, pulling Demonico into him and locking his arms around his opponents mid section. Adams hits an OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY ON DEMONICO, INTO THE RING STEPS!!! Demonico is slumped upside down, lower back and legs draped on the top section of the ring steps, which is half on half off the lower section.

Carlos: Jesus, we’re only minutes into this match and already it’s looking like a car wreck!

Fooda: I love it Carlos!

The Ref is up to 15 when Adams picks up Demonico and rolls him into the ring. As Adams gets into the ring, The Crowd give a round of applause. Adams brings Demonico up by the horns on his mask. He scoops him up and slams him down near the corner. Adams then sets himself up on the second rope, points at Demonico then to his forehead. Adams falls and hits a head butt to Demonico’s chest. Adams gets up and draws his thump across his throat.

Carlos: Adams maybe looking to finish this early!

Adams picks up Demonico and slaps on LAST ORDERS! Demonico has managed to get his hand in between Adams forearm and his own throat, though. Demonico manages to twist so that he is facing a corner. Demonico gets close and runs up the turn buckles, flips over Adams and hits a reverse DDT!! Demonico gets up after a moment and goes to the corner. In a single bound he is on the top rope. He poises himself as Adams gets to his feet. With huge hang time, Demonico hits a massive FLYING CLOTHESLINE! Cover by Demonico,

ONE...



TWO...



TH...KICK OUT BY ADAMS!!!

Demonico gets Adams in a reverse chin lock as they are on the mat. After 20 seconds or so, Adams gets to one knee. Demonico switches to side headlock. Adams backs him to the ropes and tries to send him across to the other side, but Demonico keeps hold and both men “skid” to a halt. Adams forces Demonico to the ropes once again and again Demonico keeps the side headlock in place. Adams goes for a back drop. He lifts Demonico, but Demonico flips and lands on his feet behind Adams. Demonico grabs Adams face from behind and pulls backwards, dropping to the mat and smashing the back of Adams head into the canvas. Demonico is up and goes to the ropes, MOONSAULT OFF THE SECOND ROPE!! BUT ADAMS GETS HIS KNEES UP!! Demonico clutches his ribs in pain. Adams gets to his feet, then bring Demonico up. He grabs Demonico’s arm and whips into the corner. Adams quickly follows up and drives he shoulder into Demonico’s mid section, 3 times. Adams then proceeds to deliver hard stomps with his right foot to Demonico; Adams aggressively beats down Demonico in the corner.

Carlos: Adams calls that “AGGRAVATED ASSAULT!”

Adams throws a “V” sign in Demonico’s face before one last stomp to the mid section. He then peels away and shrugs the referee off. The Crowd give a positive response. Adams goes back to Demonico. He brings him to his feet in the corner, gets him in a front waist lock, Belly to Belly Suplex out of the corner! Adams stays on his opponent. Again he gets Demonico to his feet. This time, it’s a T-Bone Suplex! Adams now grabs a horn on Demonico’s mask with one hand and signals “one more” with the other. Adams sets up a rear waist lock, OVERHEAD BELLY TO BACK RELEASE SUPLEX!!!

{CROWD POP!}

Carlos: Adams just Suplexed El Demonico into next week!!

Fooda: More like into the next show! Damn!

Pin attempt by Adams,

ONE...



TWO...



THRE...SHOULDER UP BY EL DEMONICO!!!

Adams looks slightly stunned. He stands up, puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head.

Carlos: Adams obviously surprised by El Demonico, maybe he has underestimated his opponent?

Adams brings Demonico up by the horns. Adams hooks his arms and hits multiple head butts to the chest of his opponent. He then whips him across to the corner. Adams comes in. He lifts Demonico onto his shoulder then props him on the top turnbuckle. Adams climbs up the ropes. He pulls Demonico up so they are both standing on the top rope. Adams takes hold of Demonico with a Half Nelson.

Carlos: I don’t like the look of this, one bit!

Adams steadies himself and Demonico, before delivering a SUPER HALF NELSON SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!

{HOLY *CENSORED*, HOLY *CENSORED*, HOLY *CENSORED*!!!}
Carlos: GOD DAMN!

Both men a lay motionless on the mat as the ref starts the count.

{1}
{2}
{3} Adams starts to get up
{4}
{5} Demonico moves, slightly.
{6}
{7} Adams shakes off the cobwebs.
{8} Adams goes for a cover,

ONE...




TWO...




THRE...SHOULDER UP BY EL DEMONICO!!!

Demonico barely gets his shoulder up. Adams looks surprised once more. He looks at the ref and gestures “3”. Adams gets up. He slumps against the ropes, catching his breath. As Demonico starts to move, Adams comes over and delivers a few stomps to Demonico. Adams picks up Demonico and manouvers him to the centre of the ring. Demonico is slumped over his arm like rag doll. Adams looks like he is going another Half Nelson Suplex. Again he draws his thumb across his throat. At this, Demonico fires in an elbow into the side of Adams head, then another and another. Adams loosens his hold and Demonico hits the DOWNWARD SPIRAL!!

Carlos: Desperation move from El Demonico!!

Both men are down on the canvas as the ref starts to count...

{1}
{2}
{3}
{4}
{5}
{6}
{7} El Demonico sits up, rather wearily.
{8} Cover by El Demonico,

ONE...



TWO...



TH...KICK OUT BY ADAMS!!!

Demonico gets to his feet. He reaches down and pulls Adams slowly up to his feet. Demonico lands a right hand, Adams replies with one of his own. The men exchange 4 – 5 strikes each, before Adams gets the upper hand and forces Demonico back against the ropes. Irish whip by Adams, Demonico hits the ropes, Adams charges and goes for a clothesline but Demonico ducks. As Adams turns around, Demonico hits a spinning kick to the gut. As Adams is doubled over, Demonico goes to ropes and comes back with a huge AXE KICK across the back of the neck of Adams! Demonico stands over Adams, reaches down and applies a Camel Clutch.

Fooda: This a good move by El Demonico, slap bang in the centre of the ring.

The Ref is in front of Adams and Demonico, asking Adams if wants to quit. Adams shakes his head behind the laced fingers of Demonico’s hands. After around forty seconds in the hold, Adams manages to bring his knees forward. He then powers up to his feet with Demonico on his back. Adams takes a few steps forwards, then fall backwards, slamming Demonico to the mat beneath him. Adams gets up and goes for a Jumping Elbow Drop but Demonico rolls out of the way. Both men get to their feet. Adams turns towards Demonico, who greets him with a HUGE UPPERCUT!
Demonico goes for an Irish whip but Adams reverses. Adams lowers his head as his opponent comes back. Demonico hits a Swinging Neckbreaker. Demonico quickly goes to the corner and leaps up to the top turnbuckle. He gets his balance, launches himself, HANGOVER LEGDROP!!! Cover by Demonico,

ONE...



TWO...



THR...NO! KICK OUT BY ADAMS!

Demonico gets to his feet, lifts both of Adam’s legs of the mat and gives him a stiff stomp to the gut. Demonico then brings Adams to his feet. He whips him hard into the corner. Demonico follows up by running in with a Jumping Knee to the face of Adams. Demonico stays on Adams. He scoops him up and slams him onto the mat. Demonico then stands in the corner, facing the crowd. He gives a “He’s finished” gesture with his hands, climbs to up the ropes. SPLIT LEGGED CORKSCREW MOONSAULT!! The crowd show their appreciation for El Demonico’s aerial prowess. Cover by Demonico,

ONE...



TWO...



THRE...SHOULDER UP FROM ADAMS!!

{TWWWOOOO!!!}

Demonico shows some frustration. He gets up and walks towards the ref, pointing at him and holding up three fingers. He turns back to Adams and pulls him up. Demonico takes the back of Adams head and drives his face towards the top turn buckle. Adams grabs the tope rope either side and blocks. Adams hits Demonico in the face with an elbow then rams his head into the turnbuckle. Adams fires Demonico across the ring to the opposite and charges after him. Demonico runs up the turnbuckles, jumps and spins around, landing on the oncoming Adams with FLYING CROSS BODY!! Cover by Demonico,

ONE...



TWO...



THR...KICK OUT BY ADAMS!!

Carlos: I thought that was it!

Demonico straddles Adams chest and lays in some hard right hands to Adams face. He then walks to the ropes, steps through and walks along the apron towards the corner. He slowly climbs the ropes. Adams rolls onto his knees. As demonic reaches the top, Adams stands up. Demonico is set, but Adams dashes to the ropes, causing his opponent to fall and be caught up on the top turnbuckle. Adams gets himself together and goes to Demonico. He slowly pulls himself up the ropes. He stands on the top rope and pulls Demonico up with him, face to face. Adams grabs flops Demonico’s right arm around the back of his neck.

Carlos: Adams is going for another Suplex!!!

Adams lifts, SUPERPLE...NO! DEMONICO TRAPS HIS FEET UNDER THE TOP ROPE! Demonico then fires in some right hands to Adams midsection. Now Demonico is standing. He pushes Adams head down.

Carlos: What’s Demonico gonna do here???

El Demonico hooks his arms under Adams waist, lifts...DOWN TO HELL POWERBOMB!! FROM THE TOP ROPE!!

{HOLY *CENSORED*, HOLY *CENSORED*, HOLY *CENSORED*!!!}

Cover by Demonico,

ONE...



TWO...



THREE!!!

Carlos: El Demonico wins!!

Both men lay in a battered heap on the canvas as the fans show their appreciation for the match.

Jewel: Here is your winner, in twenty one minutes and forty one seconds and advancing to the next round, EL DEEEEMONICO!!!

Demonico struggles to his feet and the ref raises his hand. Demonico leaves the ring and makes his way up the aisle. Adams slowly rolls out of the ring. Favouring his back and looking very angry with himself, he leaves via ramp and stage.




4. WTT Quarterfinal Match
UNKNOWN (2) (w/ Valerie Knot) vs. JACK SQUAT (7) (w/ Sarah Kaminsky)

Jewel: The following contest is our final quarterfinal match in the OWWF World Title Tournament, scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit.

Waiting by Not Forgotten blasts and the crowd automatically boos. Josh Storm appears through the curtain and Jewel doesn't say a word. Storm, mic in hand, stands atop the ramp and smiles at the crowd that is telling him the get the hell out.

Storm: Cut my music!

It cuts.

Storm: Thank you Jewel, by the way, you finally learned that I introduce myself. Now if only the other thickheaded people would listen, and learn from my wisdom.... Anyway, it's SO nice to be here tonight, with all of you, wonderful OWWF fans.

They're not buying it.

Storm: It's a historic night, and I don't care if I'm spending it with a bunch of corrupt morons. Nothing will ruin this night, no, no. {He smiles and chuckles to himself.} Tonight, OWWF World Title Tournament, the night where the Obsessed With Wrestling Federation crowns their very first OWWF World Heavyweight Champion. It's a great marquee. After tonight, all the marquees in the world are gonna say the same thing - "UNKNOWN - WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION." Because not only is he a great wrestler, he is a smart wrestler. He is one of the smartest people I know, actually, besides myself of course. Everyone else in this tournament is hoping to win it on faith, but not this man. Instead, he will win it by being the best without a doubt, and without the weight of faith on his back, there is nothing stopping him.
{SHUT THE F*CK UP! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap*}
Storm: So without any further ado, please welcome, accompanied by the lovely Valerie Knot, your first OWWF World Heavyweight Champion ladies and gentlemen, UNKNOWN!

Unknown's music plays and he walks through the curtain wearing brand new attire. Opposite to the cutoff jeans he wore before, Unknown is wearing short black tights that reach midway down his thighs, white tape on his wrists, and boots, shin guards, and knee pads and that cover his feet up to his knees in black. There are two red squares on opposite sides of his trunks (same design as Samoa Joe) with the front red square having a black upside down cross on it, and he is wearing a black shirt with the sleeves cut off that simply says in bold, white text, "ATHEIST".

The three of them walk down the ramp together with Knot working the crowd, Storm smugly smiling, and Unknown, hiding behind his long black hair and large beard, completely focused. Storm holds the ropes open for Unknown and he walks into the ring, immediately going to the far corner as usual. Storm and Knot go to the outside, and Unknown kneels down, resting on his calves, listening to Storm talk to him from the outside.

The music changes and the fans' attitude changes on a dime.

Jewel: And his opponent, from Verona, New Jersey, weighing two hundred and forty pounds, JACK SQUAT!

Squat walks down the ramp, looking confident. He slaps hands with fans around the ringside but stops circling when he spots Storm and Knot, who are eying him disapprovingly. He rolls into the ring and goes straight to the center. Unknown has not taken his eyes off Squat once.

DING DING DING!

{LET'S GO JACK! LET'S GO JACK!}

At the sound of the bell, Squat extends his hand for a handshake. Unknown scans it for a moment, still without moving. He then gingerly steps out of the corner, and Squat is still waiting for a handshake. Unknown slowly takes off his shirt, then extends his arm but quickly gets a forearm to the side of the head instead of a shake. It stirs Squat and Unknown connects with another stiff forearm. A kick to the midsection and Squat is in between Unknown's legs, he picks him up for a powerbomb but Squat forces himself off hard and he jumps right off his shoulders landing behind him, and Unknown falls to the ground for a split second. Squat runs across the ropes as quick as a hiccup, comes back, BIG BOOT TO THE KISSER OF UNKNOWN WHO WAS TRYING TO GET TO HIS FEET! QUICK COVER!

ONE...


TWO...


NO! Unknown presses him off.

Squat points to the crowd to get them going, and a slow clap ensues. He grabs Unknown from behind but he fights with elbows. Unknown gets behind Squat and tries to suplex him over but Squat cleverly grabs the arm and twists it, getting out of his grasp. He twists the arm again, and Unknown somersaults, kips up, and arm drags him across the ring. Squat gets up immediately and comes back quickly, and dodges a kick to the head. He catches Unknown as his back is turned after the kick, and german suplexes him! He holds on.. a second german suplex! Still has it on, he gets up, HAT TRICK! THREE GERMAN SUPLEXES! BRIDGE!

ONE...


TWO...


THR - NO! Unknown gets his shoulder off the mat!

{THIS IS AWESOME! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap*}
Carlos: The fans are already chanting this is awesome! They know with the caliber of these two athletes, they are gonna get one awesome match.

Squat takes Unknown and whips him into the corner. Squat cocks back, runs toward him, UNKNOWN GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND SQUAT HITS HIS BUTT AS HE JUMPS, VIOLENTLY SNAPPING BACK ON HIS NECK ON THE MAT! The crowd gasps!

Fooda: This is Unknown's chance, Carlos!

Unknown picks a drowsy Squat up and whips him HARD to the opposite corner, and he rams sternum first into the buckle and falls on his back gasping for air. He picks him up again and seats him on the top rope, facing the crowd. Unknown fixes Squat's legs and pulls him down into the tree of woe! {Storm can be clearly heard laughing loudly from the outside.} Unknown goes to the apron on the outside and drives an elbow into the leg of Squat! Again, he pummels his leg and Squat's shouts of agony are apparent. Unknown goes on the top rope and jumps down, just to show off, casually turns his back to the upside down Squat, and looks at Storm on the outside. Suddenly he turns and delivers a stiff kick right to the exposed torso of Squat that could be heard throughout the arena. Unknown runs across the ring against the ropes, comes back, BASEBALL SLIDE INTO HIS FACE BUT SQUAT PULLS HIMSELF UP AND UNKNOWN SLIDES RIGHT OUT OF THE RING! Squat untangles his legs and quickly stands on the top rope, Unknown sees him but Squat jumps off, CROSS BODY TO THE FL- SUPER KICK!!!!!! UNKNOWN CATCHES SQUAT FLYING OFF THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR WITH A SUPER KICK THAT TAKES SQUAT'S HEAD OFF!!

{HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!}

Fooda: DID YOU SEE THAT?
Carlos: It looked like a car crash!

{1} Squat is trying to get up but he needs to shake off the cobwebs first. Unknown pulls him up and bashes his head into the guardrail {2}. Unknown sneaks a kick to the leg of Squat and he limps back to the ring {3}. Unknown beats him there {4} and gets on the apron, runs and kicks him in the face. Unknown then pulls Squat by the hair onto the apron. He folds Squat's right leg up, pulls him up by it, jumps off the apron, SHIN BREAKER ON THE APRON! SQUAT ROLLS ON THE FLOOR, HIS LEG MAY BE BROKEN IN HALF!

Unknown lets Squat squirm {1} as the camera shows Storm and Knot, arrogantly laughing at a concerned Sarah Kaminsky from the opposite side of the ring. Unknown slowly picks up Squat {2} and whips him right into the steel steps, knees first, and he flips right over them! {3} Kaminsky kneels over her man, trying to comfort him {4}, and Unknown comes over, but Kaminsky stands her ground {5}. Unknown surprisingly respectfully steps away and goes to Storm and Knot across the ring {6}. They exchange a few words and Storm lets out a chuckle {7}, and Unknown rolls into the ring {8}. Squat also manages to get on the apron, but Unknown runs and knees him, causing him to go to one knee on the apron. He picks him up, clutches an arm and the head, and suplexes him right over the ropes into the ring! Cover!


ONE...


TWO...


THR - NO! Squat struggles out.

Unknown gets up before Squat and picks up the hurt leg, then drives his knee into the leg, hard down into the mat. He pins Squat's leg under his own, and bends it in a way nature never intended. After about 20 seconds in the hold, we hear Knot take Carlos's headset once again and preach to the audience at home.

Knot: Look at my man Unknown. Do you see this? Look at his leg, he's done! Squat is done, and that two dollar piece of ass over there is trying to help. Baby, get to praying, that's about all you can do. And look where that will get you. It'll get you a broken leg!
Carlos: Give me that!

Squat tries to battle the pain and Kaminsky calls for some crowd support after a while in the hold by banging on the mat. The crowd invigorates Squat and after maybe a minute in the hold, he makes it to the ropes! Unknown surprisingly cleanly breaks the hold.

Unknown slides to the outside of the ring and slides Squat over from the inside of the ring so his legs are hanging out around the ring post. He grabs the right leg, cocks it back, WHAM! HE THROWS IT RIGHT INTO THE STEEL RING POST! He takes it back again, WHAM! AGAIN, RAMMING IT INTO THE POST! Squat tries to wriggle away, but Unknown grabs both legs this time, crosses his left leg over on top of the right, puts his own leg on top, FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK AROUND THE RING POST!!! SQUAT IS OVERWHELMED WITH EXCRUCIATING PAIN!! THE REF COUNTS!

1...!


2.....!



3.....!



4.....!



Unknown relinquishes the hold at 4, but the damage has been done!

He reenters the ring and Squat is desperately holding his right leg. Unknown simply stomps on it, and again. He picks him up and Squat is limping, but he "helps him out" by hooking the bad leg up, reaches around his head, locks his hands, CRADLE SUPLEX! Pinfall!

ONE...




TWO....


NO! Squat won't give it up!

Unknown is on his feet and he grabs both of Squat's legs while he's down, twists them around, looks into the crowd as it grows, and HOOKS IN A SHARPSHOOTER!

Fooda: THIS IS IT CARLOS! THIS IS THE END OF JACK SQUAT!

Squat is screaming and trying to reach the ropes but he's in the center of the ring! 5,000 rabid OWWF fans are on their feet!

Carlos: THE SHARPSHOOTER HAS JACK SQUAT SCREAMING IN PAIN! HE'S IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, IS HE GONNA TAP?

Squat tries so hard to crawl closer to the ropes but Unknown won't budge! He plants his hands on the ring and pushes his torso up, screaming, trying to break the hold!

Fooda: He's an idiot! Look he's putting more pressure on his back!
Carlos: He's trying to break the hold! Is he - HE BROKE THE SHARPSHOOTER! HE BROKE THE SHARPSHOOTER!

Unknown falls to his face on top of Squat's legs, and Squat is trying to get them out from under him, BUT UNKNOWN SITS RIGHT BACK UP AND STILL HAS THE HOLD!

Fooda: WOOHOOO! HE DIDN'T BREAK IT! HE STILL HAS IT! THAT CRYBABY WON'T BE ADVANCING! THIS IS IT, CARLOS!
Carlos: I thought he broke the sharpshooter, we all did, but Unknown still had it locked it after all!

Still in the center of the ring, Squat is loosing energy quickly.

{PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP!}

Squat looks to be unconscious! The ref raises one hand!

IT FALLS!

He raises it again...


IT FALLS A SECOND TIME!

{PLEASE DON'T DIE! PLEASE DON'T DIE! PLEASE DON'T DIE!}


He raises it a third time...




IT STAYS IN THE AIR! SQUAT IS ALIVE! Storm throws his hands in the air in disgust and Kaminsky jumps with every single fan in the OWWF Arena!

Squat's fist is shaking in the air, and again he plants his arms on the mat and pushes himself up!

Carlos: Can he do it this time...! SQUAT BROKE THE SHARPSHOOTER!
Fooda: OH COME ON!

Unknown goes flying through the bottom rope to the outside because Squat blew him off with such force!

Carlos: I CAN BARELY HEAR MYSELF THINK, FOODA! THIS PLACE IS SO LOUD!

Storm and Knot go to Unknown on the outside and encourage him to get back in there. Squat, off pure adrenaline, is trying to pull himself up using the ropes. Unknown slides back in and charges towards Squat, but he's backdropped over the ropes too the apron! Unknown goes right back into the ring and runs towards Squat who is in the middle of the ring. He ducks a clothesline and comes back BUT IS GREETED WITH A SCRAPBUSTER! COVER!

ONE...


TWO....




{TWOOOOOOOOOOO!} UNKNOWN GETS THE SHOULDER UP!

Squat gets up and limps. He drags Unknown with some difficulty to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle very slowly. He's on the top rope, squatting, but UNKNOWN GETS UP AND CAVES IN HIS LEG WITH A RIGHT HAND, CLIMBS UP THE TOP ROPE LIKE A CAT, AND EXECUTES AN AVALANCHE NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX, CRASHING HARD DOWN!

BOTH MEN ARE DOWN IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!

1....


2....



3....



4....



5....


Fooda: Don't tell me this is gonna be a double count out!


6....


Unknown starts to move his arm.


7.....

Carlos: We're at seven!


8.....

Unknown is turning over..


9....


UNKNOWN DRAPES AN ARM OVER THE CHEST OF SQUAT!


ONE...



TWO...





{TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!} SQUAT GETS THE SHOULDER UP!


Storm: Get up, 'Known!

Unknown gets up first after a moment of disbelief. The camera zooms in on his face, shocked behind his forest of hair.

He stops again on the leg of Squat.

Fooda: What does Unknown have to do to put Squat away?!

Unknown raises his arms in his signature crucifix pose, which signals that the end is finally near. He picks up Squat and delivers a stiff kick to the chest, which could be heard a block away, and left the entire arena squirming. Squat goes to a knee but Unknown picks him up by the hair and puts him on his back in a fireman's carry position! He brings him to the center of the ring, BUT SQUAT WRIGGLES FREE BEHIND HIM! He runs behind him against the ropes and Unknown meets him in the middle of the ring with a forearm to the face, but Squat out of pure adrenaline hits him back with a forearm of his own! They exchange forearms in the center of the ring! Back and forth, back and forth! Squat gets the upper hand and Unknown stumbles back, Squat misses a clothesline, he comes back, Unknown leapfrogs over him, Squat comes back again and simply tackles him! They fly into the ropes, Squat pulls Unknown back, rolls back INTO A PINFALL!

ONE...


TWO...


NO!

Unknown kicks him off and Squat is pushed into the ropes. Unknown gets up and Squat comes back BUT CATCHES HIM IN A LARGE PACKAGE!


ONE...




TWO....




NO! UNKNOWN GETS OUT!

They both stand up and we get a stand off!! THE CROWD GOES CRAZY IN APPRECIATION!

Squat charges Unknown and he falls to have Squat jump under him. He does, then Unknown leapfrogs over him again, and he leapfrogs again without turning around, BUT SQUAT CATCHES UNKNOWN ON HIS SHOULDERS! HE GRABS HIS HEAD, RUBIX CUBE! HE HITS THE RUBIX CUBE!!

ONE....





TWO....




THREE!!!


DING DING DING!

Jewel: At 18 minutes and 42 seconds, your winner of the match, JACK SQUAT!!!!

Storm is irate on the outside, pulling out his hair and banging on the mat. He goes inside the ring and is about to attack Squat, but Kaminsky stands in front of him, and Storm just stares and decides to just pick up Unknown and drag him out. Unknown walks out with him and Knot, and Kaminsky helps her man out later to a very appreciative crowd. Squat is limping again as the adrenaline wore off after the match.




5. “SURFIN” SCOTTIE ADAMS, RAY HOFFMAN, RODRIGO MACHADO & THE ATOMIC PUNKS vs. JIMMY CARNIVAL (w/ Todd Trepain), JOHN HALL, HAZARD, CHRIS EVERLAST & THE REAPER

Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is a five man tag team contest, scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing team number one. Firstly, hailing from Malibu, California, weighing 233 pounds, "SURFIN" SCOTTIE ADAMS!

The crowd pops as Scottie's music hits. Scottie bursts onto the stage carrying his trademark surfboard. Scottie gives the fans a wave, then slams the surfboard down onto the ramp, he jumps on the board and "surfs" his way towards the ring. As Scottie is halfway down the aisle, one of his tag partners walks through the curtain.

Jewel: From Augusta, Maine, weighing 187 pounds, “THE HIGHLIGHT REEL EXTRAORDINAIRE”, RAY HOFFMAN!

Hoffman jokes and laughs with a few fans on the way to the ring. The next team member comes out to some South American Samba style music.

Jewel: From Minas Gerais, Brazil. Weighing 240 pounds, “THE BRAZILIAN WARRIOR”, RODRIGO MACHADO!

Machado clinches both fists in front of him as walks to the ring, then slaps hands with a lot of the fans ringside.

Jewel: And at a combined weight of 440 pounds, hailing from the Bronx, New York City. They are accompanied by Kitten, THE ATOMIC COWBOYS!!!

The crowd give a huge pop for The Atomic Cowboys as they make their way to the ring.

Carlos: A fantastic reception for these two guys, the fans acknowledging the amazing match they had with “The Faith Breakers” at our last show, Wins and Losses.

Team one is finally in the ring. The wrestlers high five and pat each other on the back whilst waiting for their opposition.

Jewel: Introducing their opponents. First, hailing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada. Weighing 250 pounds and accompanied by his manager, TODD TREPAIN, MR PRO WRESTLING, JIMMY CARNIVAL!

The crowd boo the crap out of Carnival and Trepain. Carnival has a mic in his hand as he walks slowly to the ring.

Carnival: You people shut the hell up for a minute, will ya?
The crowd become even more raucous.

Carnival: You would think that after having my World Title Tournaments hopes stolen from me by someone as pathetic as you Scottie, Jimmy Carnival would be allowed to exact some form of revenge in one on one competition? Instead, Commissioner Khali throws me into some random 5 man tag team match, hoping to showcase the “talent” of 9 OWWF jabroni’s who couldn’t qualify for a hot dog eating tournament, let alone World Title Tournament. Commissioner Khali, you want to showcase talent? There is only one talent in the OWWF you need to showcase. Me. So let’s get this shambles over with so I can go back to doing what I do best, wrestling.

Carnival hands the mic to Trepain as they reach the ring apron.

Trepain: Get it? Got it? Good!

The crowd pour on the boo’s. Carnival’s first partner comes out onto the stage.

Jewel: From Portland, Oregon, weighing 221 pounds, EXTRA ORDINARY, JOHN HALL!

As Hall walks to the ring, he trash talks and taunts a few fans. He gives a “my *CENSORED* don’t stink” smile to the camera. He walks up the ring steps and enters through the ropes. He stands on the second turnbuckle and strikes an arrogant pose.

Jewel: From Toronto, Canada, weighing 275 pounds, HAZARD!!

The peculiar looking Hazard makes his way to the ring, pointing at his face. Halfway down the aisle, the fourth team member appears on the stage.

Jewel: From Miami, Florida, weighing 221 pounds, CHRIS EVERLAST!!

Carlos: Everlast is accompanied by a different female valet to the one he had at our last show.

Fooda: Yeah, and the one before that. That boy doesn’t do too badly for himself.

The crowd give Everlast some real heat. Boo’s and “You Suck!” chants fill the arena

Carlos: Well, none the less, this crowd are responding to the beat down Everlast handed Machado at Wins and Losses.

Everlast makes his way around the ring to the timekeepers table, where a chair is made available to his valet.

Jewel: And hailing from Parts Unknown, weighing 273 pounds and accompanied by Ivy, this is THE REAPER!!

Ivy walks a few paces in front of The Reaper as they come down the aisle.

Carlos: The fans still don’t seem to know what to make of The Reaper. An eerie atmosphere when this man comes to the ring.

The Reaper walks up the steps and ducks through the top and middle rope. He joins his team members, who are all now standing by their corner. Team one have a brief discussion and Rodrigo Machado stays in the ring as the others take up position on the outside.

Jimmy Carnival gestures for everyone of his team members to get out the ring. They duly oblige, apart from The Reaper, who gives Carnival an icy stare before duck through the ropes.

Carlos: So we got Carnival and Machado kicking things off for us in this huge ten man tag.

The ref signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

Upon the bell, Machado walks up to Carnival and points towards the opposing corner, gesturing that he wants Everlast in the ring, not Carnival. Carnival pauses to think about it then turns towards his corner as if to tag Everlast, but then swings and hits Machado huge right hand! Carnival unloads on Machado with right hands then backs him up to the ropes with some stinging chops

{WOOOOOO!}

Carnival sends Machado for the ride, Machado comes back, Hip toss by Carnival but Machado counters with one of his own! Carnival is quickly back to his feet but Machado puts him down with a standing dropkick! Again Carnival is up quickly, this time Machado gets him with arm drag. As soon as Carnival is up, Machado hits a second arm drag! This time Carnival only gets to his knees and shows a load of frustration as Machado keeps his fighting stance and the crowd applaud the action. Carnival gets to his feet, the men circle, and go into a collar and elbow tie up. Carnival forces Machado back into a neutral corner then drives his shoulder into the Brazilian’s midsection three times in quick succession. He then comes up and hits a quick European uppercut. Carnival applies a quick arm wrench and leads Machado towards team two’s corner. John Hall offers his hand and Carnival tags him in. Hall takes over the arm wrench. Hall yanks on Machado’s arm a couple of times then drives his elbow into the Brazilian’s shoulder. Machado drops to one knee, then forward rolls, springs up and counters into a Hammerlock. Hall moves around look for a way out. He rolls his shoulders under Machado’s arm and performs a fireman’s carry take down. As Machado gets up, Hall slaps on a side headlock. Machado backs Hall into the ropes, Cowboys leans in and tags Machado on the back as he forces Hall to the other side. Machado goes to ground, Hall steps over him and Cowboy springboards in with a Crossbody on Hall!! Pin attempt,

ONE...



TWO...



TH...KICK OUT BY HALL!

Cowboy goes to the ropes, comes back and hits Hall as he is getting up with a drop kick to the face. Cowboy quickly brings Hall back to his feet. Irish whip attempt by Cowboy, but Hall reverses. Hall runs at Cowboy, clothesline, but Cowboy ducks. Hall carries on and comes back of the ropes, as does Cowboy on the opposite side. Another Crossbody by Cowboy, but Hall goes for a fly forearm which connects with Cowboys face! Both men sort of spin in mid air!!

Carlos: Damn! That was like 90 mile per hour head on car crash!!!

Hall manages to shake of the cobwebs and get quickly across to his corner. He tags in Hazard. Hazard gets across to Cowboy quickly before he can make a tag. He hits a couple of right hands before sending Cowboy into a neutral corner furthest away. Hazard follows up with a running clothesline. Hazard then beats Cowboy down in the corner with a volley of right hands. He turns and walks away from the corner, then turns and sprints towards a slumped Cowboy. Hazard connects with a vicious knee to the face. Hazard drags Cowboy out of the corner, towards the middle of the ring. There, he bodyslam’s Cowboy onto the canvas. Hazard gets up, bounces off the ropes and lands an elbow drop on Cowboys chest. Hazard brings Cowboy up to his feet then sends him to the ropes. Cowboy comes back as Hazard lowers his head for a backbody drop. Cowboy forward rolls across Hazards back and carries onto the other side, where he tags in Ajax.
Ajax quickly gets into the ring and hits Hazard with huge clothesline. Hazard gets up quickly but Ajax sends him down with another clothesline. As Hazard gets up this time, Ajax sets him up for a vertical suplex. He lifts Hazard up and holds him there for a few seconds before falling backwards. Cover by Ajax,

ONE...



TWO...



TH...KICK OUT BY HAZARD!

Ajax brings Hazard up and slaps a front face lock on him. Ajax backs into his own corner, where Scottie tags in. Scottie springs over the top rope to great reception from the fans. {SCOTTIE, SCOTTIE, SCOTTIE!!!} Scottie gives a swift kick to Hazards mid section then Ajax breaks the hold and leaves the ring. Scottie applies an arm wrench then gives a hard knife edge chop to Hazard with his free arm, sending his opponent to the mat. Scottie pulls Hazard up and hits a second chop. Hazard goes down again and again Scottie pulls him up to deliver a third chop. When Hazard comes back up this time, Scottie pulls him towards and hits an inverted atomic drop. Scottie sends Hazard to the ropes and brings him down with a drop toe hold. Scottie then stands on Hazards back and “Surfs”!!! The crowd pop! Out of nowhere, Jimmy Carnival runs in and hits Scottie with a huge clothesline from behind!! Carnival gets a few kicks in on Scottie before the ref manages to force him back to his corner. Hazard is getting back to feet, favouring his back but also looking pissed. As Scottie starts to get up, Hazard hits the ropes and fires back towards his opponent. Hazard turns Scottie inside out with a huge clothesline from Hell!! Cover by Hazard,

ONE...



TWO...



THR...SHOULDER UP FROM SCOTTIE!!!

Hazard lifts Scottie up and gets him in a front face lock. He backs over to his corner and holds out his hand. Chris Everlast tags in, to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Everlast lands some clubbing forearms to the back of Scottie as Hazard gets out of the ring. Everlast backs Scottie into the centre of the ropes with some rights hand then whips him across to the other side. Everlast hits Scottie with text book drop kick. Everlast then pretends to surf, mocking his opponent. The crowd break out a “You Suck!!” chant. Everlast then brings Scottie to his feet, underhooks both his arms, pauses to give the fans an arrogant smirk and then hits Double Underhook Suplex. Cover by Everlast

ONE...



TWO...



THR...KICK OUT BY SCOTTIE!!!

Everlast slaps his own hand three times, gesturing a quicker count from the ref. Everlast brings a groggy Scottie up to his feet. He kick him in the gut then to set up a piledriver, but just before he hits it Scottie counters with a back leg trip. He shouts “Shark in the Water!” and applies an ankle lock to Everlast's right leg. Quickly, Everlast puts his weight on his left leg and rolls forward, sending towards the ropes, draped on the second one. Everlast quickly catapults himself over the top rope, leg drop to the back of Scotties head- NO! Scottie moves and Everlast hits the ring apron and crashes to the floor! The ref starts the count. Scottie measures up his opponent. On 4, Everlast is just up to his when Scottie hits a Senton Plancha from ring!!! As both men are on the floor, Carnival and Hall drop to the floor walk around towards Scottie. Atomic punks and Hoffman are quick to get around the ring and as Scottie and Everlast get to their feet, a melee ensues!

Carlos: Look out; we got a six man brawl right here!!

Fooda: Resembles kicking out time at O’Reilly’s after Fridays 5 hour long happy hour!!

The Ref leans through the ropes and tries to regain control. As the men peel away, Rodrigo Machado fires through the middle and top with a Suicide Dive taking out Hall and Carnival and sending all three men crashing into the guardrail!! Eventually, Scottie rolls Everlast back into the ring. Scottie follows him in and brings Everlast up to his feet. Irish whip by Scottie but Everlast reverses. Scottie comes back, Everlast with a back body drop but Scottie manages to shift himself and land on his feet behind Everlast. Scottie tries to hook Everlast’s arms for a Tiger Suplex but Everlast spins around and hits a quick reverse DDT! Everlast quickly drags Scottie towards his corner and tags in the Reaper. Reaper immediately starts to stomp the hell out of Scottie. He slowly pulls Scottie up by the hair and hits a measured elbow to the back of his head. Reaper then drags Scottie over to the ropes. There, he places Scotties neck; face down, across the top rope. Reaper reaches under with both arms and pulls down on the back of Scotties head, choking him on the top rope!!

Ref: Hey break the hold!! Break it man! Hey...1...2...3...4...

Reaper breaks just before 5. He quickly turns and looks down at the ref, who firms it, despite Reaper’s evil look. Reaper turns back to Scottie. He grabs him by the hair and guides him towards the corner, before slamming Scottie face first into the top turn buckle.

Carlos: I got to say, the Reaper looks like he enjoys dishing out pain and punishment.

Fooda: Yeah, I wonder if Ivy does?!

Carlos: Give me a break!

As Scottie staggers backwards, Reaper takes hold of him and hits a front Russian leg sweep in the centre of the ring. Reaper then takes hold of Scotties head and feet, rolls backward and synchs’ in a Bow and Arrow lock!! Scottie is immediately in a world of hurt.

Carlos: My god, look at the contortion in Scotties back, you’re not meant to bend that way!

Scotties arm a flailing frantically, the ref is having a close look. Reaper pulls down even harder, Scottie screams in agony! {PLEASE DONT TAP, PLEASE DONT TAP!} At that moment, Ajax comes out of nowhere and stomps on Reaper, to a large pop from the crowd, causing him to release the hold. The ref tries to force Ajax back into his corner. Reaper stands up and turns towards Ajax. Both get up close and the ref tries to force his way between them. While this going on, Scottie is getting slowly to he’s feet, only to be meet by a Superkick from a now in ring Carnival, behind the ref’s back!!!

Carlos: What the hell is Carnival doing?

Ajax is pissed momentarily but then realises its best if he gets back on the apron. Reaper turns around and pins Scottie,

ONE...



TWO...



TH...SHOULDER UP FROM SCOTTIE! {TWWOOOO!}

Reaper drags Scottie up by his hair. Standing in the centre of the ring, Reaper sends Scottie for the ride. Scottie comes back and Reaper goes for a clothesline. Scottie ducks and fires off the over side. Reaper sets up for a back body drop but Scottie is wise to it and hits Malibu Sunset!!
The Crowd mark out!! {SCOTTIE, SCOTTIE, SCOTTIE!} Both men are down. The ref starts a count. Scottie starts to crawl towards his corner, where four outstretched hands wait for him. The Crowd are willing Scottie on. Reaper is moving slowly. Scottie dives and tags in Ray Hoffman, to a nice pop from the crowd! Hoffman catches a now standing Reaper with a running spinning wheel kick. Reaper is up pretty rapidly; Hoffman goes to the ropes and comes back with a single knee facebuster on the Reaper. Hoffman then grabs the groggy but standing Reaper’s wrist. He sprints towards the corner, runs up the turnbuckles and springs of the top rope, pulling off a Hurricanrana on the Reaper!!! The crowd pop and Hoffman just gives a goofy grin. Hoffman points upwards, signalling for another. Hoffman springs onto the top turnbuckle in a neutral corner. He waits for the Reaper to stand up. As Reaper turns towards him, Hoffman leaps and goes for another Hurricanrana. This time Reaper stands firm on Hoffman’s downward motion.

Carlos: Uh Oh, Hoffman went to well once too often!

Reaper lifts Hoffman into a Powerbomb position. Hoffman desperately rains down right hands to the head of the Reaper. Reaper staggers backwards towards Hoffman’s corner. He then falls backwards and Hoffman lands on Reapers chest, he hooks a leg, pin attempt,

ONE...



TWO...



THR...KICK OUT BY THE REAPER!

The force from Reapers kick out sends Hoffman towards his corner, he tags in Ajax! Ajax charges at Reaper and sends him crashing with a huge clothesline. He quickly brings Reaper up gets him in the pump handle set up. He works looks out at the crowd and bellow’s, “YEAH!” before delivering a huge pump handle slam in the middle of the ring. Ajax then quick tags Cowboy. Ajax takes position at the side of the Reaper. Cowboy runs at Ajax, who elevates Cowboy over his head about 8 feet into the air! Cowboy comes down and hits a huge Leg Drop on Reaper!! The Crowd love it! Ajax goes to the apron and works the Crowd, as Cowboy points to the corner. He runs over and leaps up onto the top turnbuckle. Cowboy is perch up top,

Carlos: I think Cowboy is looking to finish this with something specta....Oh look out!!!!!

Jimmy Carnival out of nowhere runs along the apron and swipes Cowboys left leg away!! Cowboy is straddled on the top turnbuckle, with that “no grand kids for me look”. The Crowd boo the crap out of Carnival, but pop as Hoffman, Ajax and Machado chase around the ring to their opponent’s side. Carnival, Everlast and Hazard drop to the floor and another 6 man brawl kicks off on the arena floor by the aisle!

Fooda: Here we’re go again! Another pier 6 brawl!!

Carlos: Where the hell is Pier 6?
Fooda: Down at Parts Unknown bay? How the heck do I know!

The ref leans over the top rope and tries to regain control again. In the ring, Cowboy is still stranded on the top rope catching his breath and Reaper is starting to get to his feet. As he does, Scottie comes in and sends him crashing back down with a huge SuperKick!! Scottie turns towards the fray outside, only to hit by a John Hall Missile Dropkick from the tope turn buckle!

Carlos: Hall must have been 13 feet up in the air!

The impact sends Scottie rolling back into his corner. Hall glances towards the brawl. He grabs to top rope, vaults onto it, turns Kid Kash style and pulls off DOWN THE HALL onto the 6 men below!!! The Crowd go CRAZY!! {HOLY *CENSORED*, HOLY *CENSORED*, HOLY *CENSORED*!!!}

Carlos: GOD DAMN!! JOHN HALL JUST TOOK OUT 6 MEN WITH THAT INSANE DOUBLE MOONSAULT!!

The ref dives outside to check on the wrestlers. Cowboy is now recovered and steadies himself on the top rope. Reaper is still down. Cowboys hits a huge Shooting Star Press!!! Cover by Cowboy,

BUT NO REF!!!!

He is still on the outside!

Carlos: Hey Ref! Get back in there!

Cowboy hits the canvas three times with his own hand but to no avail. Cowboy then gets off Reaper and leans through the ropes. He tugs on the ref’s arm, who turns and realises what’s gone down. He slides back in the ring and Cowboy covers Reaper again,

ONE...



TWO...



THRE...SHOULDER UP FROM THE REAPER!

Cowboy puts his hands to head, he can’t believe it! Reaper rolls slowly towards the bottom rope. Cowboy gets to his feet and shows his frustration to the ref. Hazard slides under the bottom rope.

Carlos: Cowboy may want to look out here!

Hazard gets behind Cowboy and hooks both his arms, CANADIAN FLAPJACK!!
Ajax hits the ring and kicks Hazard in the gut, GORILLA PRESS SLAM!!
Ajax turns into Jimmy Carnival, who grabs him by the throat, OH CANADA!!
Scottie is back up; he measures an unaware Carnival, punch to the midsection, WIPE OUT!!
Everlast is poised on the top turnbuckle, Scottie don’t see him, EVERLASTING IMPRESSION!!
Everlast poses for his valet, turns and walks into Machado, SAMBA DROP!!
Machado shove his finger in Everlast’s face, doesn’t see Hall coming at him, BLIZZARD!!
Hall gives his arrogant pose to the fans but is spun around by Ray Hoffman, THE 420!!
Ray gives a stupid grin, then gets clattered from behind; Reaper sets him up, BARRY WHITE DRIVER!!!
Reaper rolls backwards, up onto his feet.

Reaper: THE END IS NEAR!!!

Carlos: It might not be the ending you want though! Look behind you!

Ajax kicks Reaper in the gut as he turns around and Cowboy takes position on the top rope. Ajax lifts Reaper from the waist and Cowboy flies!

Carlos: RUMBLE IN THE BRONX!!!!

Cowboy with the cover,

ONE...



TWO...



THREE!!!

DING DING DING DING!!!!

Jewel: Here are your winners, the team of RAY HOFFMAN, RODRIGO MACHADO, SCOTTIE ADAMS AND THE ATOMIC PUNKS!!!

Carlos: Well folks, that match was a fantastic endorsement of the talent NOT in the OWWF World Title Tournament, of which we still have the second half to. What an incredible night this is turning out to be!

Cowboy and Ajax celebrate in the ring to a fantastic response from the Crowd.

{THAT WAS AWSOME!!! CLAP, CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP!!!}

Hoffman is helped by Scottie and Machado. Then all 5 men stand in a row and raise their hands. They then leave the ring and interact with the fans as they go up the aisle. Once off the stage, the losing team members gradually leave the ringside area.


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Re: EWA Show #4: World Title Tournament (5/22/2010)

Post by yourcrapsweak » Jan 23rd, '11, 18:37

6. WTT Semifinal Match
JOEL CARTER (8) vs. CHRIS CALAWAY (3)

Carter pinned Calaway after a Spinebuster at 26:05


7. WTT Semifinal Match
EL DEMONICO (4) vs. JACK SQUAT (7) (w/ Sarah Kaminsky)

Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is your second semifinal match in the OWWF World Title Tournament. It is scheduled for one fall, with a forty minute time limit.

The arena’s lights turn dark red and dark red smoke feels the stage area as a creepy piece of music plays. El Demonico appears amid the smoke. He is in his red ring attire and red mask with the horns pointing downwards. After a slow look around, he heads for the ring.

Jewel: Introducing first; from the Depths of Hell and weighing in at 265 pounds, EL DEMONICO!!!
Demonico walks down to the ring.
Jewel: And his opponent, being accompanied by Sarah Kaminsky, from Verona, New Jersey, weighing in at 240 pounds… JACK SQUAT!

Jack walks down the aisle, and climbs, rather than his usual jump, up on the turnbuckle, before he pumps his fists a few times. Kaminsky stays on the outside.

Jack offers Demonico a handshake, but Demonico doesn’t acknowledge it at all. He just stares at Jack.
DING! DING! DING!

We get a collar-and-elbow tie-up to start the match, but Demonico quickly gains control, locking Jack into a standing Side Headlock. Jack elbows Demonico in the gut and sends him off the ropes. Demonico comes back at Jack. Jack goes for a forearm smash but Demonico leapfrogs over him. Demonico comes back off the ropes and takes Jack down with a shoulder block. Demonico starts to stomp away at Jack, but Jack catches his leg and trips him up. Jack goes for a submission but Demonico quickly kicks him in the head, then wraps his legs around Jack’s neck, boosts himself up with his hands and flips Jack over with a handstand headscissors takedown. Demonico kips up. Jack gets to his feet soon after, but as soon as he stands up, he is hit with a dropkick to the back by Demonico. Jack rolls out of the ring to recover.

Demonico charges at Jack for a slingshot dive, but Jack rolls into the ring, and Demonico manages to land on the apron. Jack gets up and turns around, but Demonico jumps up onto the top rope and hits Jack with a Springboard Clothesline. Demonico then hits Jack with a Backsplash Senton. He grabs Jack’s left arm and lock him in a short arm scissors. Squat struggles in the hold, for about five seconds, but is then able to make it to the ropes for a clean break.

The two engage in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, Demonico snapmares Jack over, then drops down and locks him in a headscossors. Jack rolls until he is on his feet, and handsprings out of the hold, then hits a quick dropkick to the seated El Demonico. Leg Drop by Jack. Demonico blocks it by getting his hands up to protect himself, then grabs Jack leg. Demonico turns over and locks Jack in single leg crab. Jack struggles in the hold for a few seconds, then starts to crawl towards the ropes. Just as Jack gets close, though, Demonico pulls him back. Sarah Kaminsky starts pounding the apron on the outside, and the fans follow up in rhythm with a slow clap. Spurred on by the fans, Jack manages to get to the rope for the rope break.

Jack pulls himself up. Demonico charges at him for a clothesline, but Jack counters it by throwing him out of the ring.. With his opponent down on the outside, Jack looks to the crowd, and starts to chant:
“JACK IS AWESOME!” *clap* clap* clap* clap* clap* “JACK IS AWESOME!” *clap* clap* clap* clap* clap*
The ref starts the ring out count: ONE!

The crowd pops for Jack’s humor, then join in with his chant. {JACK IS AWESOME!} {JACK IS AWESOME!}

TWO!

THREE!

Jack looks down towards Demonico, then pull himself up onto the top rope for a springboa- Demonico jumps up and throws all of his body weight into the top rope. Jack loses his balance, and tumbles down to the floor. Demonico climbs into the ring to break the count, but then head right back out to the ring apron. He waits for Jack to get up, and when he does, Demonico charges at him and hits him with a senton body block off of the apron.

{1}

{2}

{3}

Demonico is up on his feet, but is still a bit groggy

{4}

{5}

Jack is up now, too.

Demonico grabs Jack and slams his back into the ring apron. {6} Demonico then Irish whips Jack into the steps {7}. He then pulls Jack so that he is lying about half way between the ring apron and the barricade. {8}
Demonico limbs up on to the apron. ASAI MOONSAULT!


Jack moves out of the way!


{9} But Demonico is able to land on his feet! Jack turns around and hits Demonico with a big right punch, {10} then gets back into the ring, breaking up the count. Jack charges t dive onto Demonico, but Demonico trips him up before he can jump. Denomico then hops up onto the ring apron and hits a slingshot leg drop into the ring on Jack Squat. Demonico then climbs to the top turnbuckle in the bottom right corner of the ring, and waits for Jack to get up. When he does, Demonico leaps off, and hits Jack with a Diving Crossbody. Pin attempt:

ONE!


TWO!



NO! Jack gets a shoulder up, but El Demonico quickly grabs that arm and locks Jack in a cross arm breaker. Jack quickly scrambles to the ropes before Demonico can do too much damage with the painful hold.

Jack gets up and charges at Demonico, but Demonico hits him with an arm drag. Jack gets up but is once again taken down with an arm drag. Jack gets up a third time, but gets knocked down with a shoulder block. Demonico grabs Jack’s legs, but Jack kicks him away. Jack gets up once again, and El Demonico charges as him again. Jack hits Demonico with a drop toe hold. He goes to lock in the Bow and Arrow Lock, but Demonico grabs the bottom rope to force a clean break.

When Demonico gets up, Jack charges at him for a Jack Attack. It hits. Jack picks Demonico up onto his shoulders to set him up for the Rubix Cube. Demonico is able to wiggle free and lands behind Jack. He dropkicks Jack in the back, sending him down to all fours in the ring. El Demonico then goes to the apron. Springboar- ELBOW TO THE FACE BY JACK! Demonico falls back down to the apron. Demonico pulls himself up using the ropes, but Jack charges at him and hits him with a Jack Atta-OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX BY EL DEMONICO, FROM THE APRON TO THE FLOOR! {HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!}
Both men are down on the outside, and ref starts the count:
{1}

{2}

{3}

{4}

{5}

{6}

{7}

{8}

El Demonico is now up to his knees. Jack is still flat on his back.

{9}

{10}

{11}

Demonico is now on his feet, and is stumbling towards the ring. Jack is still down.

{12}

{13}

Demonico climbs into the ring. Jack is now starting to stir

{14}

{15}

{16}
Jack is now up to is knees

{17}

{18}

Jack is on his feet. He charges towards the ring.

{19}

Demonico moves to cut Jack off, hoping for the count-out victory

TWEN- JACK dives back into the ring! Demonico was just a second do late to cut Jack off and prevent him from getting into the ring in time. Demonico starts stomping away at Jack furiously. Jack manages to roll under the ropes and onto the ring apron in an attempt to stop the barrage. Demonico stops stomping, but follows Jack onto the apron. He picks Jack up and sets him up for a Downward Spiral off the apron {1}… Jack elbows him in the side of the head. Another elbow. {2} And another. Yet another elbow. Jack grabs Demonico by the throat {3}! CHOKESLAM OFF THE APRON to the floor!

Jack gets back into the ring

{4}

{5}

{6}

{7}

{8}

{9}

Demonico is clutching his back in pain

{10}

{11}

{12}

Demonico is up to one knee

{13}

{14}

Demonico is up to both knees

{15}

Demonico is back on his feet

{16}

Demonico goes to slide back into the ring, but eats a baseball slide from Jack Squat, knocking him backwards
and keeping him out of the ring.

{17}

{18}

Demonico head back towards the ring

{19}

He climbs up onto the apron, and Jack charges at him with a baseball slide…

Demonico jumps over Jack’s legs, and uses the ropes to slingshot himself into the ring. He twists in mid air, and lands on Jack with a Pendulum Back Splash Senton. He pulls Jack away from the ropes, and goes for the cover:

ONE!

TWO!


T-NO! Jack kicks out!
Demonico then locks Jack in a seated Dragon Sleeper. Jack struggles in the hold for about five seconds before he is able to stretch his legs out to touch the ropes, forcing a clean break.

El Demonico charges at Jack for a clothesline. Jack sidesteps it. O’Connell Roll:

ONE!


TWO!


NO! Demonico hooks his legs around Jack’s waist and rolls himself backwards, bringing Jack over him. Now it is Jack being pinned, with Demonico’s legs forming a solid bodyscissors around his torso as well:
ONE!

TWO!



T-NO!

Jack gets his shoulders up. Jack breaks the bodyscissors, and then ties up Demonico’s legs. Jack rolls Demonico backwards for a Bow and Arrow Lock, but Demoico manages to roll over Jack before he can get the hold locked in. Demonico hooks one of Jack’s legs and holds him down, rolled up into a ball for the pin:

ONE!

TW-NO! Jack kicks out!

The two men spring to their feet and face each other holding their hands up in a guard position. The crowd applauds the indy standoff. They lock up in a test of strength, which ends when El Demonico turns it into a monkey flip, the rolls onto Jack’s chest and starts firing away with some punches. Demonico rolls off of Jack, and locks him in a seated headlock. Sarah Kaminsky starts a slow clap , and the crowd follows her lead. Jack makes it to his feet, but Demonico adjusts his grip, and locks he hold in tighter. Jack drops down onto his butt, causing his shoulder to Smash into Demonico’s jaw. Jack takes advantage of this jawbreaker, which has lest Demonico dazed, by hitting him with a Hangman’s Neckbreaker. Jack quickly turns around and wraps Demonico’s arms around his throat in a standing Straight Jacket hold, but then jumps backwards, transitioning the hold into a lung blower. Jack ties Demoncio’s legs up and rolls him over, locking in the Bow and Arrow Lock. Demonico struggles in the hold, but he can’t break free. Demonio has now been in the hold for fifteen seconds. He starts trying to throw his weight around to force Jack to roll over and break the hold. He succeeds in making Jack roll over, but Jack is able to maintain the hold. Jack rolls them so the he now has Demonico still locked in the hold, but Demonico is down face down on he mat, and Jack is kneeling on his back, adding more pressure. Jack jumps slightly, and when he comes down, his knees smash into Demonico’s back. He does it again. Jack release the hold, but now stands on Demonico’s back. Jack jumps, and hits a HUGE knee drop to the back. Jack picks El Demonico up and bends him over. Jack goes to butterfly his arms, but Demonico, hit a quick double leg takedown. Rather than follow up, though, El Demonico scampers out of the ring to recover.

Jack isn’t going to let him have it, though. He follows El Demonico out of the ring, grabs him, and rolls him back in. As soon as he is in the ring, Demonico starts to scamper across the ring, and rolls out to relative safety on the other side. Jack follows him into the ring, but rather than roll out after him, Jack does a springboard Squatting Star Press onto Demonico. Demonico moves out of the way! Jack crashes and burns. Demonico takes some time to recover on the outside, while the ref begins the count:
{1}

{2}

{3}

{4}

{5}

Demonico feels ready to go again, so he takes Jack and rolls him into the ring. Jack tries to get up, but Demonico keeps him down with an axe kick. Demonico drags Jack over to the top right corner of the ring. Moonsault off the middle turnbuckle be El Demonico. Jack gets is knees up. Jack picks Demonico up and Scoop Slams him down. Jack climbs up to the top turnbuckle. DEMONICO LUNGES AT THE ROPES, knocking Jack off balance. Now Demonico climbs up to the top turnbuckle as well. He sets Jack up for a Super Downward Spiral. Jack holds onto the ropes, blocking to move. Jack shoves El Demonico of the top turnbuckle. Jack regains his footing. SQUATTING STAR PRESS!





DEMONICO ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Jack lands face first on the canvas! The ref starts a double count.

{1}

{2}

{3}

Demonico is back up to one knee now

{4}

{5}

Demonico is back on his feet. He stands Jack up. DOWNWARD SPIRAL! The cover:


ONE!




TWO!





THR-NO!

Jack kicks out. Demonico picks Jack up, and carries him over to the top right corner of the ring. He sets Jack up seated on the turnbuckle facing the outside of the ring. Then Demonico climbs up the turnbuckle himself, in front of Jack. Demonico goes for a Straight to Hell, but Jack fights it off, flipping backwards back into the ring. Jack runs towards the turnbuckle using the second rope to boost himself up and he hits El Demonico with a running knee strike to the face. Jack takes the sunned El Demonico onto his shoulders. Rubix Cu- POISON RANA BY EL DEMONICO! STARSHIP PAIN!

ONE!



TWO!




THRE-NO!

Jack kicks out! Demonico start pouring on the offense, now, with kicks and stomps. He picks Jack up and Iris whips him across the ring. Jack bounces off the ropes. BIG DROPKICK by El Demonico. Jack rolls out of the ring t recover. Demonico charges across the ring, looking for the suicide dive but Jack sees him coming, and retreats until he is at the foot of the entrance ramp, out of range of the move. Demonico jumps up onto the top rope, and hits a HUGE Springboard Senton all the way onto Jack. The crows pops HUGE! {OWWF! OWWF! OWWF!}

The ref starts the count:

{1}

{2}

{3}

El Demonico is up. He wastes no time, dragging Jack with him back to the ring. He dumps Jack in the ring, and then jumps up onto the apron. Jack starts to get up and Demonico takes flight with a springboard crossbody. Jack CATCHES HIM! Jack lifts Demonico up onto his shoulders. Eat Canv-NO! Demonico counters it, hanging onto Jacks am and bringing him down to the mat! Demonico locks in a Last Chancery! Jack is struggling, The crowd starts to chant {PLEASE DON’T TAP! PLEASE DON’T TAP!} Jack struggles in the hold, for about twenty seconds, but finally manages to make it to the ropes., forcing the clean break.

Jack gets up, and charges at Demonico. Arm drag by El Demonico. Demonico charges at Jack, but Jack hits him with an arm drag of his own. Demonico hits Jack with another arm drag. Jack returns the favor once again. Demonico goes for clothesline, but Jack ducks it. Superkick by Jack to El Demonico. The cover:

ONE!


TWO!


THR-NO!

El Demonico gets a shoulder up. Jack keeps the pressure on, though. He picks El Demonico up and hits him with a Freedom Bomb. Jack picks Demonico up again. Squatting Powerbo- Demonico wiggles free and escapes the move, landing behind Jack. He goes for a clothesline once again. Again, Jack ducks it. Jack grabs Demonico from behind. Half Nelson Suplex! Jack picks Demonico up and Irish whips him into the bottom left corner of the ring. then follows him in with a Jack Attack in the corner which knocks Demonico silly. Kick in the gut by Jack. He bends Demonico over in front of him and hooks his arms. PEDIGREE! Jack rolls Demonico over and goes for the cover:

ONE!






TWO!







THR-NO!

Demonico just got his foot on the ropes! Jack picks El Demonico up once again. He pumps his fist, signaling that he is going for the Jack Hammer. Jack applies a standing front facelock to El Demonico. He lifts him up the Jack Hammer, but Demonico manages to prevent Jack from lifting him up enough to hit the devastating move. Demoncio takes advantage of the standing front facelock, and charges forwards, driving Jack backwards into the turnbuckle, and driving his shoulder into Jack’s gut. Another big shoulder thrust in the corner by Demonico. And another. Demonico performs yet another shoulder thrust, trying to drive all of the air out of Jack’s lungs. Feeling that his opponent has been sufficiently weakened, Demoncio sits Jack up on the turnbuckle. Demonico climbs up himself as well. Straight to H-Jack escapes it, flipping to the outside, and landing on his feet on the ring apron. Jack jumps up, turning around in mid-air, and smashes Demonico in the face with a discus elbow strike. Demonico is dazed. Jack now takes Demonico over is right shoulder. DOMINATOR BY JACK, SENDING EL DEMONICO TO THE FLOOR.







DEMONICO LANDS ON HIS FEET! He charges at Jack, and grabs his ankles. Demonico pulls Jack by his ankles, causing Jack to fall on his on the ring apron. Jack clutches his back in pain. Demonico takes Jack’s leg and slams his shin into the ring post!

Carlos: That’s the same leg that Unknown worked over in Jack’s quarterfinal match!

Seeing the pain that caused Jack, Demonico pulls Jack to that the ringpost is in between his legs. Then Demonico locks Jack in a Figure Four Leg Lock around the ring post! Jack is screaming in pain! Jack fight through it, however, and quickly manages to clear his head enough to grab the bottom rope to break the hold. The ref starts to count, ordering Demonico to break the hold:

{1}

{2}

{3}

{4}

Finally, El Demonico releases the hold, but it seems like the damage has already been done. Demonico rolls back into the ring, and pulls Jack back into the ring as well. Demonico lock Jack in another Figure Four Leg Lock. Jack struggles in the hold. He tires to rolls over to reverse the pressure, but Demonico prevents him from doing so.

Jewel: FIVE MINUTES REMAINING!
Jack is still locked in the hold. It has now been over thirty seconds. Finally Jack maanges to make it to the ropes for the clean break, which Demonico this time obliges. Demonico releases the hold, but the grabs Jack by the legs and drags him to the center of the ring. Demonico picks up where he left off, and locks Jack in a Figure Fou- LARGE PACKAGE:

ONE!



TWO!




THRE-NO!

Demonico just manages to kick out. Demonico realizes that he needs to press his advantage, but also needs to change his tactics. He stomps on Jack’s injured leg, then picks Jack up and hits him with a belly to belly Suplex. Then Demonico picks Jack up and carries him over to the bottom right turnbuckle. He sits Jack on the top rope, and climbs up himself, looking to hit the Straight to Hell. Demonico sets it up, but Jack blocks it by holding on to the ropes. Jack then reverses the move with a Back Body Drop, sending Demonico down to the mat. Jack turns around, setting up for the Squatting Star Press. Demonico jumps up. He jumps up onto the top rope as well, and starts pounding Jack with punches. Super Downward Spir- ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD by Jack, saving himself. Jack jumps down so that he is now standing in the ring, and is behind El Demonico. Jack uses the second rope to boost himself up, and connects with a HUGE forearm shot to the back of El Demonico’s head! Jack gets underneath Demonico and sits him down on his shoulders. He traps Demonico’s arms. RUBIX CUBE! The cover:




ONE!





TWO!






THREE!

DING! DING! DING!
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, and an official time of 38:04… JACK SQUAT!
Carlos: So Jack Squat advances to the finals!

Kaminsky helps Jack walk backstage, leaving El Demonico alone in the ring.

When Demonico finally gets up, he starts to walk back stage, but halfway up the ramp he is met by OWWF Interviewer Carl Harris.
Harris: El Demonico; is there anything you would like to say following your bravely fought loss to Jack Squat just a few moments ago?
Demonico growls, and shoves Harris down, then walks the rest of the way up the ramp and behind the curtain.


8. No Disqualification Match
MERRITT ROOK vs. KEV CARNAGE

Jewel: The following contest is the special No Disqualification match, scheduled for one fall with a forty five minute time limit, where the only way to win is by pinfall or submission, and falls count anywhere!

Music hits and the crowd automatically respond with a mixed reaction.

Jewel: Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, MERRITT ROOK!

Rook walks down the isle and seems all business. Carlos talks over his entrance again.

Carlos: At Wins and Losses, we saw this man, Merritt Rook, kick Kev Carnage where the sun don't shine, showing the utmost disrespect for him and this company. He challenged him here to this match with no rules, the way he likes it. This one's gonna be brutal, it's gonna be intense, and from the months building up to this match, we're finally gonna see a solution once and for all between these two, Merritt Rook and Kev Carnage.

Jewel: And his opponent, from Nottingham, England, weighing two hundred and ninety pounds, KEV CARNAGE!

Carnage stands atop the ramp and surveys the crowd as he receives a reception that is a little warmer than Rook's was. He then walks down the ramp, picking up speed as he realizes that Rook is heading towards him, and they meet on the ramp!

DING DING DING!

They battle it out, exchanging hard fists. Carnage gets a knee to the midsection and drags Rook up the ramp. Rook punches away but Carnage just gets another knee in, and he whips Rook into the stage back first into an exposed steel support beam, then he stumbles forward to Carnage, who backdrops him high into the air and lands hard on the steel!

{OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH}

Carnage goes for a cover!

ONE...


TWO...


NO! Rook kicks out, but he's hurt already!

Carnage picks up Rook by the head and Rook connects with a low blow on his way up, then hits an uppercut to the throat. Rook grabs Carnage by the head, gets close to his face and curses him out, and throws him at the stage, SMASHING THROUGH ONE OF THE SCREENS ON THE STAGE, KNOCKING IT DOWN AND CAUSING SPARKS TO FLY EVERYWHERE!!

{HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!}

The crowd is losing their heads while the ref checks on Carnage. Rook comes and pulls the ref off, and he pleads with him, but Rook doesn't want to hear it. Rook picks up Carnage and uppercuts him, then hits him again and Carnage falls back and tumbles halfway down the ramp. Rook picks up a dazed Carnage and pulls him behind him to the ringside area, then bangs his head on the ring apron.

Rook then whips Carnage into the steel steps, and with the velocity of the 290 pounder, the top section of the steps is blown off the bottom section. Rook picks up the bottom section (the flat part) and shoves it into the ring. He also goes to the time keepers table and steals a chair, also throwing it into the ring. Rook heads into the ring without Carnage, and erects the steps in the corner, leaning long ways and covering most of the corner. He then picks up Carnage by the hair, who was trying to get into the ring, and up onto the apron. Rook tries to suplex Carnage over, but Carnage stops it with a punch to the midsection, then hits a right hand to the kisser. Rook is knocked back but he quickly picks up the chair and hits him right over the head with it, knocking him down on the apron, and he slowly rolls in.

Rook continues to dominate by shoving the chair into the throat of Carnage. The ref can't do anything!

Finally after getting bored apparently, he stops choking him with the chair and drops it. He picks up Carnage and whips him towards the corner with the steps, but Carnage reverses and Rook goes HARD into the steel, making a harsh sound that could be heard all throughout the arena! Rook arches his back, makes fists, and bites his lip to keep from squealing in pain. Carnage grabs the chair!

WHAM! A HUGE blow right over the head!

WHAM! A shot to the back of the grounded Rook!

WHAMM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Shot after shot to the body of Rook who is practically begging for mercy! He places the chair under Rook's head. Carnage then grabs both of Rook's arms, pulls him up a little bit, puts his foot on his head, AND SHOVES ROOK'S HEAD DOWN HARD TO THE CHAIR! Rook is bleeding and is soon lying in a pool of his own blood.

COVER!

ONE…


TWO...



THR - NO! Somehow Rook gets the shoulder up!

Carlos: This match could have been over 5 minutes ago when Carnage went through the stage!
Fooda: Yeah but now Carnage is just - wait

Carnage rolls out of the ring and pulls Carlos and Fooda away from their table at ringside, cutting Fooda off mid-sentence. He clears the table and leans it long ways against the guardrail at a 45 degree angle. We can faintly hear Fooda in the background without his headset yelling at Carnage "What the hell are you doing?"

Carnage rolls back inside and Rook is just trying to get up, stumbling, but he's lost so much blood in such a short amount of time. The mat is stained all over, specifically in one little puddle where he was left. Carnage picks him up by the head, looks at him straight in the face, and curses him out the way Rook did before. He then pulls him up into a powerbomb, and THROWS HIM OVER THE ROPES ALL THE WAY FROM THE RING TO THE FLOOR THROUGH THE TABLE!

Carlos: OH MY GOD!
Fooda: I LOVE IT CARLOS!
Carlos: I think he hit his head on the guardrail oh my god! STOP THE MATCH THESE GUYS ARE GOING TO KILL EACH OTHER!

Carnage goes to the outside after a little while and rips the protective mats up, exposing the cold concrete below. Carnage pulls Rook between his legs again and calls for another powerbomb.

Carlos: Oh god not again, on the CONCRETE floor, come on now!

Carnage pulls him up, but Rook sneakily grabbed and brought one of the monitors off the floor and up with him onto his shoulders, and he smashes it over Carnage's head!

Carlos: OH FOR GOD'S SAKE!
Fooda: THAT WAS MY MONITOR!
Carlos: YEAH WELL YOUR MONITOR IS NOW STUCK IN KEV CARNAGE'S HEAD! WHAT ELSE CAN THEY POSSIBLY DO?

The glass for the monitor is all over and the head of Carnage is now bloodied. COVER ON THE FLOOR!

ONE...


TWO...


THRE - NO! CARNAGE GETS THE SHOULDER UP!

After laying paralyzed in disbelief, Rook is trying to pull himself up using the apron but it's too much. Carnage is lying in a pool of his own blood.

Rook is the first to his feet and he grabs a chair from Carlos. He sets it up in a sitting position next to Carnage and picks him up, and he gets up very slowly. He puts Carnage's head in a font face lock, looking for a DDT or something, and a fan says something to Rook. Rook responds with a middle finger and spits in his face, and pulls Carnage up in a vertical suplex and holds him up!

Carlos: THAT'S A NEAR SEVEN FOOT, TWO HUNDRED AND NINETY POUND MAN HE'S -- oh my god...

ROOK DROPS HIM DOWN INTO A BRAINBUSTER ON THE CHAIR! COVER!

ONE...



TWO...



THR - NOOOO!

Fooda: This is unbelievable, Carlos. THESE MEN ARE TEARING EACH OTHER APART!

Both men, seriously fatigued, lay next to each other in pools of their own crimson blood. The chair is severely dented and stained with blood, and most of the exposed cold concrete has turned from a dirty gray to a deep, glimmering red.

Rook finally gets up and looks under the ring for a while, then pulls out a small brown sack, and rolls inside the ring. Rook takes the sack and puts in the corner. He tells the ref to help Carnage in the ring. The ref is confused, but Rook yells louder, and the ref tries his hardest to pick up the 290 pound giant, and Carnage rolls under the ropes. Rook stays in the opposite corner waiting for him to get up completely. Slowly he gets to his feet, turns around Rook runs full speed and CARNAGE SIDESTEPS HIM AND ROOK GOES FLYING SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Carnage comes from behind and hits a German suplex as he comes out, right on the back of his head! COVER!

ONE...



TWO...




NO! ROOK KICKS OUT SOMEHOW!

Carnage can't believe his eyes, and neither can any of the 5,000 in attendance! Carnage is on one knee to the side of Rook who is practically out, BUT ROOK ROLLS THROUGH OUT OF NOWHERE AND LOCKS IN AN ARMBAR!

Carlos: WHAT? WHERE DID THAT COME FROM!
Fooda: THIS MATCH IS OVER! HE'S GOTTA TAP! THEY'RE DEAD CENTER IN THE RING, CARLOS!

Rook looks like he's trying to break the arm, screaming "TAP! TAP YOU SON OF A BITCH!" At those words, Carnage feels a rush of adrenaline and maneuvers himself to his knees, with Rook still holding the arm. Carnage stands, barely, Rook still holding the arm, and he screams to build energy, then swings Rook around headfirst into the steel steps! HE FALLS ON HIM FOR A COVER AND THE CROWD COUNTS ALONG!

ONE...



TWO....





NO! ROOK GETS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Carnage hooks the leg and tries again!

ONE...


TWO...



NO! ROOK GETS THE SHOULDER UP!

Carnage rolls out of the ring and pulls Rook's head just across the outside of the apron, leaving it hanging. He hits a hard elbow to the nose and Rook rolls to the center of the ring out of the way, clutching his face.

Carnage is now looking under the ring for something, something specific...

Carlos: What could he be looking for?

The crowd grows as he pulls out A BASEBALL BAT WRAPPED HEAVILY IN BARBED WIRE!

Fooda: THERE'S YOUR ANSWER!
Carlos: GOOD GOD IN HEAVEN!

Carnage climbs into the ring and Rook is just about to his feet. Carnage smiles sadistically and raises the barbed wire high for Rook to see (Rook's face looks something like this ) and he pleads with Carnage no. Carnage puts his other hand on the bat, ready to strike it down on him, but Rook grabs the referee! Rook cowards behind the ref and the ref looks like his life was just flashed before his eyes. Carnage pushes away the ref and comes down but Rook kicks him and Carnage drops it! Rook scrambles for it, gets to one knee, places it between Carnage's legs, and in a swift movement PULLS UP AND LOW BLOW'S CARNAGE WITH THE BARBWIRE COVERED BASEBALL BAT!

Carlos: MAKE IT STOP! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!
Fooda: That was even too much for me!
Carlos: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, HE JUST... WELL.. YOU SAW IT!

The crowd is now in pain, but Carnage is in a world nobody else in the building has ever been to.

Rook takes the bat and gingerly places it on Carnage's forehead and face, and then presses down hard, and grates his forehead! The barbwire is tearing away at all the skin!

Carnage: AHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Rook: YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME WHAT TO DO? HUH? TELL ME WHAT AND WHERE LIKE YOU OWN ME?

Carnage continues to yell and scream, and Rook releases the barbed wire. COVER AND AGAIN THE CROWD COUNTS ALONG!

ONE...



TWO...




NO!

ROOK IS PRESSED OFF!

Rook gets up and walks to the corner, and grabs the sack he brought out earlier. The fans are hushed, and Carlos and Fooda are confused. Rook opens it, looks, smiles, places his hand inside, and brings out a handful of THUMBTACKS!

Carlos: ...Thumbtacks. THUMBTACKS.
Fooda: YES CARLOS, THUMBTACKS.

Rook dumps all the contents of the sack, spreading thousands and thousands of shiny thumbtacks over the mat!

{F*CKING KILL HIM! *Clap, clap, clap clap clap}

Carnage gets up and attacks Rook, but Rook punches back, then one more right hand sends Carnage teetering right next to the tacks, about to fall on them! One more punch would send Big Nasty down onto thousands and thousands of thumbtacks! One more punch and it's blocked! Carnage is stable but Rook whips him away into the ropes. Carnage comes back with his hand on Rook's throat! {OOOOOOOH!} Picks him up, CHOKESLAM! ON THE TACKS!!! THEY'RE STICKING IN HIS BACK AND ARMS, MERRITT ROOK IS A HUMAN PINCUSHION!!!

Carlos: SOMEBODY GET DOWN HERE AND STOP THIS DAMN THING!

PINFALL AND CARNAGE COUNTS ALONG WITH THE FANS WITH HIS FINGERS!

ONE...




TWO...




NO!! ROOK GETS HIS ARM UP! CARNAGE GETS IN THE REF'S FACE BUT HE CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!

Carnage looks across the ring, and spots the baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. He goes to Rook with it, and simply whacks him in the side while he's down with it! The crowd cringes! Rook is scampering around in pain on his knees, bleeding from a hundred different puncture marks on his back and now his arm. He gets up from his knees and scampers around some more, but he doesn't notice as Carnage runs behind, against the ropes and hits a big boot to the face that knocks Rook back but not down, then Carnage catches Rook in front of him, BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX OVER HIM AND ROOK LANDS ON THE THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS OF THUMBTACKS!!!

The crowd can't keep anything in, and it's so loud we can't even hear Carlos and Fooda! Carnage goes over across the ring and pulls the ring steps which are still in the corner, over top of the grounded Rook, and he takes the baseball bat and goes for a home run, hitting the steps with all the might he has left with Rook under them! He puts the bat down, and picks up Rook. Rook is trying to punch Carnage but not much is in the tank. Carnage puts Rook between his legs and calls for the end! Rook out of desperation grabs Carnage's foot to stop him from going up!

Carnage trips and fall back to the ropes, but comes back with force AND HITS THE NOTTINGHAM DESTROYER OUT OF NOWHERE, LANDING ON TOP OF THE BARBED WIRE!!!!!!!

THE CROWD COUNTS ALONG!

ONE...





TWO...





THREE!!!!

DING DING DING!

Jewel: Ladies and gentlemen, at 21 minutes, 14 seconds, your winner, KEV CARNAGE!

Five thousand fans are on their feet, clapping and completely losing their composure. Carnage can't stand and Rook is out. Blood is everywhere, the ring mat is red, their faces are crimson and their wrestling attires are both covered in blood. The ref raises Carnage's hand.

Carlos: CARNAGE IT WAS. KEV CARNAGE PICKS UP THE WIN AND A WELL-DESERVED WIN IT WAS. THIS MATCH COULD HAVE BEEN OVER WITHIN THE FIRST THIRTY SECONDS, BUT OUT OF PURE HATRED OF ONE ANOTHER, THESE MEN PULLED OUT ALL OF THE STOPS, AND GAVE YOU THE DAMNEST MATCH WE HAVE EVER SEEN IN THE OWWF.

Replays are shown. Carnage thrown through the stage, the powerbomb to the outside through the table, the brainbuster through the chair on the floor, the barbed wire coming out and Carnage's flesh being ripped from it, the chokeslam on the tacks, then finally, the Nottingham Destroyer on to the barbed wire.

We join Carnage walking out, technically limping, up the ramp and backstage.
Carlos: He said only one man would be walking out tonight. He was right!

Rook refuses help, and quivers because of the carnage (pun intended). He walks back between the ramp and the guardrail and walks collapses in the area in front of the stage beside the ramp. Referees bring him to his feet and carry him to the back.



JOEL CARTER INTERVIEW

Backstage, OWWF Interviewer Carl Harris is standing next to Joel Carter.
Harris: I am here with Joel Carter, one of the two men who will wrestle in our main event tonight, to become the first ever OWWF World Champion. Joel, do you have any thoughts you’d like to share before you meet Jack Squat in the finals of the World Title Tournament?

Carter: Two opponents down. One left to go. Tonight, I am going to prove to everyone that I am the best wrestler in the world, by becoming the very first OWWF World Champion

Harris: Good luck tonight Joel. Back to you, Fooda and Carlos.

Fooda: Thank you Carl. Ladies and gentlemen, we would like toask you to stay with us here. The Tournament Finals will still take place tonight. We are having a slight delay here because of the destruction caused all around by that brutal match between Kev Carnage and Merritt Rook.

Carlos: That match will start once the ring andaingside area are cleaned up. For now, we will send you backstage to Lucy Lee, who will try nad get some final comments from Carter's opponent, Jack Squat



JACK SQUAT INTERVIEW

We cut backstage to a hallway outside of a lockerrrom. "Thank you Carlos," says OWWF Interviewer Lucy Lee, then she knocks on the door to Jack Squat’s lockerroom.

Jack’s voice: Come in.

The camera follows Lucy into the lockerroom. We see Jack Squat sitting on a bench, while Sarah Kaminsky is crouching down in font of him, applying some athletic tape to his leg, and icing it down. She takes Jack through a few basic motions of his leg so that they can gauge its mobility, and if there has been any major damage. Everything seems to be fine, though.

Lucy: Do you think that your leg will be a deciding factor in the tournament finals?

Jack: Not at all. If my heart doesn’t give out, my leg won’t give out.

A random guy dressed in an OWWF t-shirt pokes his head in and says “They’ve pretty much got the ring area cleaned now, Jack. They’re almost ready for you.”

Jack: Well, that’s our cue to go. Jack gets up and walks out of his lockerroom, his leg not seeming to bother him too much, but he also seems to be avoiding putting too much wait on it. Sarah Kaminsky shoos away the camera crew, and then follows Jack out.

Lucy: Back to you, Carlos and Fooda.

Carlos: Thank you Lucy. We are almost ready for our main event. The excitement level in the OWWF Arena couldn’t be any higher.
Fooda: And even better than that- We got a new announce table, too!
Carlos: Now that they’ve cleaned up all of the destruction from that insane hardcore match, we can start our main event. We thank you wall for being so patient.
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Re: EWA Show #4: World Title Tournament (5/22/2010)

Post by yourcrapsweak » Jan 23rd, '11, 18:37

10. WTT Finals
JOEL CARTER (8) vs. JACK SQUAT (7) (w/ Sarah Kaminsky)

Jewel: The following matchup is your MAIN EVENT. It is the finals of the OWWF World Title Tournament. The winner of this match will become the first ever OWWF WORLD CHAMPION! The match is scheduled for one fall and it will have a sixty minute time limit:

Introducing first; from Buffalo, New York, weighing 251 pounds, "HIGH IMPACT" JOEL CARTER!

Carter runs into the ring and beats his chest.

Jewel: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Sarah Kaminsky... weighing in at 240 pounds, from Verona, New Jersey... JACK SQUAT

Jack walks down to the ring, and he and Carter stare at each other. The referee takes the OWWF World Title and holds it high above his head, the puts it back on its table at ringside.

Squat and Carter stare at each other for a second, then shake hands.
DING! DING! DING!


We get a collar and elbow tie up to start off the match. Carter wins with a headlock takedown, then locks in a head scissors. Jack manages to roll himself over so that his feet are flat on the ground, the pushes off of the mat with his hands and escapes the hold with a handspring. Jack then hits the seated Carter in the face with a quick dropkick. Jack grabs Carter’s leg, looking for a step over toe hold, but Carter rolls him up with a small package:

O-NO!

Jack kicks out, and both men quickly get to their feet.

Another Collar and Elbow. This time, Jack wins by forcing Carter into a standing side headlock. Snapmare takeover by Carter, then he locks Jack in another headscissors. Jack escapes, and goes for a dropkick, but Carter gets his arms up to block it. Carter grabs Jack’s leg and starts to stand up and turn him over into a single leg crab, but Jack kicks him away, sending Carter down to the mat. Both men roll backwards and spring up onto their feet in a guard position, and the crowd claps for the indy standoff.

A test of strength for about fifteen seconds proves both men to be even, so Jack kicks Carter in the gut and goes to gather his arms for a quick Pedigree, but Carter reverses it with a back body drop. Cater picks Jack up and Irish whips him into the bottom left corner of the ring. Carter charges after Jack, but Jack catches him with a sunset flip out of the corner.

ON-Carter kicks Jack in the head, stunning him, then wraps his legs around Jacks neck and twists him over from his seated position with a headscissors takedown. Carter applies some pressure on the head scissors, but again Jack is able to plant his feet on the mat and handspring out. Dropkick by Jack- Carter gets his arms up to block. Carter grabs Jack’s leg and rolls his bodyweight onto it, then goes for an STF, but before Carter can even finish applying the hold, Jack scampers to the ropes.

We get another Collar and Elbow tie up, and the two push each other to all around the ring. Carter is finally able to get the advantage by creating a bit of separation between himself and Jack and kneeing Jack in the guy. Carter then biels Jack across the ring. Carter wastes no time in following Jack and tries to lock in the Carter Clutch but Jack uses leverage and snapmares Carter down in front of him. Jack then locks a headscissors in on Joel Carter. Carter wiggles around and manages to get his feet planted firmly on the ground, but when he tries to handspring out, Jack brings his hands down and presses on Carter’s back, keeping him locked in the hold. Carter again tries to handspring out, but again Jack blocks it. Carter once again plants his feet firmly on the ground, but rather than try to push off the ground to handspring out of the hold, this time Carter wraps his arms around Jack’s torso. Carter DEADLIFTS Jack up into the air. Carter is almost standing straight up now, and Jack realizes that he is dangerously close to being position to be hit with an Air Raid Crash, so Jack releases the hold, rolls down Carter’s back, and sunset flips him. Carter rolls through it and nails the seated Jack Squat in the face with a hard dropkick. Carter follows up quickly with a lateral press, but Jack quickly kicks out. Carter then punches Jack in the head a few times, stands up, and hits Jack with a leg drop across the throat. Carter goes for the cover:

ONE!

Jack kicks out, and tries to get to his feet, but Carter grabs him from behind and goes for a Carter Clutch. Jack fights to prevent the hold, and is eventually able to use his leverage to flip Carter over his shoulder judo-style.

As Carter gets up, Jack locks him in an Abdominal Stretch. After struggling in the hold for a few seconds, Carter manages to hip toss Jack over in front of him, then locks on another head scissors. Once again Jack plants his feet firmly on the mat and handsprings out of the hold. Carter gets his hands up to block Jack’s dropkick… but the dropkick was a feint, and Jack charges past Carter, bounces off of the ropes behind him, and hits Carter in the back with a dropkick. Jack then quickly follows it up with a seated Dragon Sleeper. Carter struggles in the hold for about nine seconds before he is able to start fighting his way to his feet. Jack is able to keep the hold locked in, though, so Carter is now locked in a standing Dragon Sleeper. Carter tries to move forwards towards the ropes, but Jack’s control of his head allows him to hold Carter in place. Carter again tries to move forward towards the ropes, but with the same result. Carter has now been in the hold for almost thirty five second! Jack locks the hold on even tighter, bending Carter’s neck back ever farther. With a sudden burst of energy, Carter charges backwards, pushing both himself and Jack back until they are against the ropes, forcing a rope break after almost forty five seconds in the hold!

We get yet another collar-and-elbow tie-up, and Jack Squat comes out of this one on top, locking Carter in a standing side headlock. Carter manages to push Jack off, and shoots him off the ropes. As Jack comes back off of the ropes, Carter runs at him, throwing a big clothesline. Jack ducks it and turns around behind Carter, quickly locking him back in the standing Dragon Sleeper. After about five seconds in the hold, Carter again charges backwards to push himself and Jack into the ropes, but Jack is ready for it this time. As soon as Carter starts to push back, Jack drops down, keeping a hold of Carter, and sticking his knee out. Carter’s back comes down on Jack’s knee in a painful backbreaker variation. Jack runs off of the ropes and hits a Flair knee dr- Carter rolls out of the way, and Jack’s knee crashes down onto the canvas! Carter locks in the STF! Jack struggles in the hold for about fifteen seconds before he is able to make it to the ropes.

Carter breaks the hold, and beats his chest, then throws his hands in the air to the delight of about half of the crowd. Carter’s supporters start a “Let’s go Carter!” chant, but the other half of the audience responds “Let’s go Jack!” The crowd’s chants duel, and the two wrestlers lock up in yet another collar and elbow tie up.

Carter gets the advantage, locking Jack in a standing side headlock. Jack fights out of it with a few elbows to the gut, then shoots Carter off of the ropes. When Carter comes back, Jack goes for a hip toss, but Carter lands on his feet in front of Jack, and locks the headlock on again. This time, after a few seconds, Jack snapmares Carter down in front of him and locks in a headscissors. Carter rolls himself over so that his feet are planted firmly on the mat, and puts his hands down to handspring out of it. Jack goes to block it by pushing down on Carter’s back, but Carter doesn’t go for the handspring. Instead, he rolls himself forward and pulls Squat’s legs up. He is still locked in the hold, but now Carter had Jack in a bridging pin:

ONE!

Jack rolls over, getting his shoulder off the mat, and rolling Carter, still locked in the head scissors, along with him. From this new position behind Jack, Carter is able to escape from the hold, and he quickly locks Jack into the Carter Clutch!

Jack struggles in the hold for about fifteen seconds before his is able to make it to the ropes for a clean break. Once Jack gets up, Carter Irish whips him off the ropes, then hits him with an arm drag. Jack tries to get up again, but Carter clotheslines him down. Carter picks Jack up and lifts him onto his shoulders. Carter goes for the F-5, but Jack wriggles free, landing on his feet behind Carter. Jack locks the standing Dragon Sleeper in again. Carter struggles in the hold for a few seconds, but manages to hit Jack in the gut with an elbow, forcing him to break the hold. Jack charges at Carter for a Jack Attack, but Carter hits him with a desperation spinning wheel kick. Both men are down, and the referee begins his count. “ONE!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

By this point both men are rousing.

“FOUR!”

“FIVE!” Both men are up to one knee. Carter is up at the count of “SIX” and Squat is up a split second after that. Carter takes it to Jack with some hard punches. Carter Irish Whips Jack off the ropes, and hip tosses him. Jack lands on his feet in front of Carter. Kick in the gut. Squatting Powerbo- Carter wiggles his way free and lands behind Jack. Falling neckbreaker by Carter. Jack gets back to his feet. Superkick by Carter. Jack catches his leg! Carter is now balancing on one foot. He swings that foot up for an Enzugiri… Jack ducks it, and grabs Carter’s leg on the way down. Jack now has Carter in a wheelbarrow position. He lifts Carter up by the legs, then drops down to his knees, hitting Carter with a wheelbarrow facebuster! Jack keeps a hold of Carter’s legs and moves forward on his knees, rolling Carter’s body so that it is now bent at the waist, and Carter’s shoulders are being pinned to the mat while Jack holds Carter’s legs in the wheelbarrow position. The ref counts the pin:

ONE!


TWO!


T-NO!
Carter gets his left shoulder up. Carter tries to get back to his feet, but Jack big boots him down. Carter crawls to the ropes on the side of the ring closest to the announcers, and Jack lets Carter pull himself up.

Jack charges at Carter for a Jack Attack. Carter counters with a back body drop over the ropes. Jack lands on his feet on the apron, and throws a big right hand. Carter ducks it, and hits Jack with a hard forearm shot to the gut. Jack doubles over in pain, with his torso resting on the middle rope. Carter goes for a running knee lift… it hits, knocking Jack onto his back on the apron. Carter steps onto the ring apron, and picks Jack up. Carter bends Jack over, and puts Jack’s head between his legs. Carter points towards the announce table

Fooda: Why is he pointing to u- Oh no! NO! DO NOT WRECK OUT ANNOUNCE TABLE!

While Fooda is shouting at him, Carter is just ignoring him. He picks Squat up for an Awesome Bomb off of ring apron on through the announce table. Squat is able to wiggle free, though and lands on his feet inside the ring.

Fooda: Phew. That was close.

Jack superkicks Carter, knocking him off of the apron! As Carter gets to his feet on the outside, Jack begins to clap, and Sarah Kaminsky starts to pound the ring apron. The fans join in the clapping, and Jack runs to the ropes, jumps onto them, and then leaps at Carter with a Springboard Squatting Star Press! The crowd goes wild.

The ref starts the ring out count as both men recover on the floor. Jack is up at the count of “FOUR!”, and by the count of “FIVE!” he has brought Carter to his feet as well. Jack Irish whips Carter into the ring steps (6), dislodging them from their regular position. He follows Carter around to the side of the ring where the entrance ramp is located (7). Jack then throws Carter headfirst into the barricade like a dart. Jack (8) picks Carter up, and starts to drag him up the entrance ramp. They reach a point about half way up the ramp as the ref counts “NINE!” Jack brings Carter’s head between his legs and lifts him up onto his shoulders (10). Jack his Carter with a powerbo- Hurricanrana by Carter, sending Jack tumbling down the entrance ramp (11). Jack starts to get up, but Carter charges down the ramp at him-

GORE!

Carter rolls Jack into the ring right after the refs count reaches “THIRTEEN!” and climbs in himself just before the count of “FOURTEEN!” Carter goes for the pin:

ONE!


TWO!



T-NO!

Jack gets a shoulder up.

Carter doesn’t give Jack any time to recover, though, as he hits him with a jumping elbow drop. Carter then brings Jack to his feet, only to drive him down again with an Implant DDT.
Carter starts to stalk Jack as Jack starts to get up once again. Carter charges at him for a Gore, but Jack rolls out of the ring, and Carter stops himself before he goes flying out of the ring.
Jack takes some time on the outside to recover, but right after the ref reaches “ONE!” Carter follows Jack outside, restarting the count, and putting pressure on Jack by denying him the time to recover. Carter grabs Jack {1} and goes to ram his head into the ringpost, but Jack blocks {2} it by planting his foot on the ring post. Jack then elbows Carter in the gut {3}, moves behind Carter a bit, and pushes off with the foot he has planted on the ring post, {4} and takes Carter down with a Russian Leg Sweep on the outside.

{5}
Both men are down

{6}
{7}
At this point jack starts to get up. He gets back on his feet by the count of “EIGHT!” , and manages to climb back into the ring by the count of “NINE!” Jack recovers in the ring, and Carter starts to get up as the ref counts “TEN!”
{11} Carter is now also back on his feet
{12} Carter takes a moment to regroup on the outside
{13} Carter slides back in into the ring.

Jack goes for a Superkick, but Carter ducks it. Superkick by Carter. Ducked. Superkick by Jack. Ducked. Clothesline by Carter. Ducked. O’Connell Roll by Jack. Carter blocks it by holding on to the ropes. Elbow to the face by Carter. German Suplex. Jack blocks it by tucking his foot behind Carter’s knee. Elbow to the face by Jack. Superkick. Ducked. Superkick by Carter. Jack catches his leg. Carter swings his other leg over for an Enzugiri. Jack ducks it, and now has both of Carter’s legs trapped. Wheelbarrow Bulldog by Carter. Jack throws him off, and Carter lands on his feet in front of Jack. Jack Attack. Ducked. Forearm shot to the back by Carter. It hits. German Suplex. Jack lands on his feet near the bottom left corner of the ring. {THIS IS AWESOME!} Jack quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle, and as Carter gets up, Jack comes down with a flying clothesline.


Carter ducks. Jack rolls through, gets back up, and turns around. Superkick by Carter. Jack ducks. Superkick by Jack. Ducked. Dropkick to the right knee by Carter. Jack crumbles, clutching his knee in pain. Carter grabs Jack’s leg goes for a Figure Four Leg Lock. {WOOOOOO!} Jack struggles in the hold for about 10 seconds before he manages to roll over, reversing the pressure and forcing Carter to break the hold. Carter gets up quickly though, and pounces on Jack with a jumping elbow drop, preventing Jack from getting up. He follows up with a second jumping elbow drop, and then a third, before he puts Jack in and STF. Sarah Kaminsky pounds the apron, and half of the arena starts to chant {PLEASE DON’T TAP} while the other half follows that up with {TAP!} {PLEASE DON’T TAP!}{TAP!} {PLEASE DON’T TAP!}{TAP!} . The crowd’s chants duel, while Jack struggles, and eventually reaches the ropes on the bottom side of the ring. The ref calls for a rope break, and Carter obliges.

Carter stalks Jack waiting for him to get up, as Jack starts to pull himself up using the ropes. Carter charges at Jack for a Gore, but Jack sees him start to run, and rolls out of the ring to safety. Instead of stopping, though, Carter keeps running and transitions his attempted Gore into a heat seeking missile! The crowd goes nuts!

{1}
{2}
{3}
{4}
{5}
{6}
At this point, Carter had just managed to get to his feet. Jack is still down behind him.
{7}
Carter picks Jack up, and rams {8} his head into the ring post. Carter sits Jack down {9} with Jack’s head resting against the ring post. Stiff kick to the head of Jack Sq- Jack rolls out of the way, and Carter kicks the ring post {10}. Carter immediately clutches his foot, while Jack takes a moment to recover {11}. By the count of {12}, Jack is up to his feet. Jack grabs Carter’s arm, pulling it up behind his back and forcing Carter to bend over. Jack then swept Carter’s leg with his own, driving Carter down for Power Trip {13}.
Both men are on the ground for a second {14}, but then Jack gets up. He picks Carter up {15}, and rolls him into the ring. Jack then follows his opponent in. Jack goes for the cover:

ONE!


TWO!


THRE-NO! Carter kicks out!

Jack picks Carter up and hits the Freedom Bomb, then locks Carter in the Leg Jack. Carter struggles in the hold for about 10 seconds, before he manages to crawl to the ropes, forcing a rope break. Carter manages to get to his feet, but Jack grabs him from behind and hits him with a half-nelson suplex. Jack then grabs Carter from behind again. This time, Jack hits a German Suplex. Jack holds on and hits another German Suplex on Carter. Jack holds on once again, and completes the hat trick. Jack then locks in the Cattle Mutilation right in the middle of the ring. Once again, there are dueling chants coming from the crowd: {PLEASE DON’T TAP!} {TAP!} {PLEASE DON’T TAP!}{TAP!}. After twenty excruciating seconds, Carter is able to crawl backwards, and stretch his feet out and reach the bottom rope on the left side of the ring. The ref calls for a clean break, and Jack Squat obliges. When Carter has pulled himself to his feet, Jack hits him with a big boot. Then Jack picks Carter up, and hits him with a Squatting Powerbomb! The Pin:

ONE!



TWO!



THRE-NO!
Carter grabs the bottom rope!

Jack pulls Carter away from the ropes, and goes for the pin again:

ONE!


TWO!

THRE-NO!
Carter kicks out!
Jack grabs Carter and ties him up in a bow and arrow lo-Carter manages to escape, and rolls off of Jack. Jack gets up. Superkick by Carter. It hits, stunning Jack. Carterizer! Now Carter brings Jack to his feet. Back Suplex. Jack lands on his feet behind Carter and locks in the Dragon Sleeper. Carter spins himself around and hits a Northern Lights Suplex. He keeps up the bridge.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!
Jack kicks out!

Carter picks Jack up on his shoulders. He charges across the ring. Steam Roll- DDT BY JACK to counter the move. Both men are down in the ring. {THIS IS AWESOME!} {THIS IS AWESOME!}

{1}
{2}
{3}
Both men are getting up
{4}
{5}Squat is up to a knee
{6} So is Carter
{7}
{8}

Jack charges across the ring and knocks Carter back down with a big boot. Jack picks carter up then bends him over. Jack goes for the Pedigree, but Carter reverses it with a double leg takedown, the locks Jack in Carter Crab. Jack struggles in the hold, but manages to quickly get to the ropes, forcing a clean break. Carter breaks the hold, but before Jack can get up, Carter grabs him and goes for a Carterizer, but Jack pushes him away. Jack Attack. Carter ducks. He grabs Jack from behind! Judgment Slam! Carter goes for the pin:

ONE!


TWO!


THRE-NO!

Jack kicks out! Carter lays into Jack with some kicks, then picks him up onto his shoulders. F-5! Carter gets up, and stalks Jack, waiting for Jack to get to his feet, which takes until the ref’s count of “EIGHT!” Carter charges at Jack GOR- SCRAPBUSTER BY JACK! THE PIN:

ONE!



TWO!



THRE-NO!
Carter kicks out!
Jack picks Carter and sits him down on his shoulders for the Rubix Cube. Carter grabs the top rope, and pulls himself down. He keeps his legs locked around Jack’s head and pulls Jack over the ropes as well with a headscissors takedown, which sends both men tumbling to the floor.

Jewel: THIRTY MINUTES HAVE ELAPSED!

{1}
{2}
We get dueling chants from the crowd {LET’S GO CARTER!} {LET’S GO JACK!} {LET’S GO CARTER!} {LET’S GO JACK!}
{3} Carter is up first
{4} Jack is up soon after
Carter starts laying some shots into Jack, peppering him with punches and kicks {5}. Carter picks Jack up and goes for a powerbomb {6} but Jack grabs the ropes and hangs on to them to block the moves. Jack pulls on the ropes to force Carter backwards and slam his back into the apron {7}, but Carter releases Jack, pushing him up over his head. Jack uses his hold on the ropes, and lands on the apron in a crouch, facing towards the ring. Discus Elbow Smash to the back by Carter {8}. Then another big Elbow Smash to the back. And another. Then Carter jumps {9} a bit, and lands and Elbow to the back of Jack’s head. Carter gets under Jack and sets him up once again for a power bomb {10}. POWERBOMB ONTO THE FLOOR BY CARTER, WITH THE BACK OF JACK’S HEAD SMASHING INTO THE BARRICADE {11}!
Carter rolls back into the ring, leaving Jack motionless out on the floor. {12} Sarah Kaminsky comes over to check on Jack.
{13}
The ref gives Kaminsky a look, asking her if Jack can continue the match. Jack’s arms move, and he starts to push himself up, as if to answer the referee’s question himself. The ref resumes his count, as Jack uses the barricade to pull himself back up {14}.
{15} Jack on his feet and stumbles to the apron. Jack climbs up onto the apr- baseball slide by Carter {16}, sending Jack back hard, into the barricade. Jack starts to get up once again {17} and makes it to his feet. He starts towards the apron {18}, and when he gets there goes to climb up again {19}. Carter performs a baseball slide to keep Jack out of the ring and pick up the count-out victory and become the first OWWF World Champion. JACK CATHES HIS LEGS, AND PULLS CARTER OUT OF THE RING, dropping him on his back on the outside and restarting the count!

{1}
{2}
Jack slides into the ring
{3} Carter starts to get up
{4}
{5}
Carter is up.
{6} Carter takes a moment to recover, then gets back into the ring.

The two men stare each other down, then we get another collar-and-elbow tie-up. They force each other all round the ring, until Jack has Carter forced up against the top right turnbuckle. The ref calls for a clean break, and Jack breaks the hold. Irish Whip by Jack- countered by Carter, who whips Jack into the opposite turnbuckle. Carter chases Jack across the ring, and hits him with a big shoulder Block in the corner. Carter butterflies Jack’s arms. Trigger Effe- Jack reverses it with an arm drag. Jack charges at Carter, but Carter sidesteps him. Jack runs up the turnbuckles and hits Carter with the Whisper in the Wind! Jack gets up and runs off the ropes. Flair Knee Drop to Carter! Jack gets up, charges off the opposite ropes, and hits another one. Then Jack hits a third. Carter is clutching his head in pain. Jack picks Carter up and brings him over to the bottom right corner of the ring. Jack smashes Carters head into the turnbuckle! Then he does it again. The fans count along with Jack turnbuckle smashes:
{3}
{4}
{5}
{6}
{7}
{8}
{9}
{10}
Carter is groggy, and needs to hold on to the ropes to help him keep his balance. Jack lines him up and charges with a big boot! Carter ducks it! Jack’s leg gets hung up on the rope! Carter grabs him from behind and locks him in the Carter Clutch!

Jack struggles, but Carter has the hold cinched in tightly! {PLEASE DON’T TAP!} {TAP!} {PLEASE DON’T TAP!}{TAP!} Jack manages to get to the ropes after being in the hold for 20 seconds! Carter breaks the hold, and Jack pulls himself up, but once he gets to his feet he is kicked in the gut by Carter. Carter pulls Jack up onto his shoulders again, setting him up for another F-5. Jack grabs the top rope and manages to prevent Carter from hitting the move, pulling himself onto the apron. Carter throws a big right, trying to knock Jack down, but Jack ducks and grabs him by the arm, pulling him over the ropes and onto Jack’s shoulders. Jack jumps to the floor, making Carter EAT APRON! {HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!}

The ref starts to count:
{1}
{2}
Jack takes a few seconds to catch his breath
{3}
{4}
{5}
{6} Jack goes over to Carter and picks him up. He dumps Carter onto the apron {7}, then pushes him into the ring. Jack gets back in the ring and goes for the cover.

ONE!



TWO!




THRE-NO!
Carter gets his foot on the rope! Jack gets up and quickly hits Carter with a leg drop, then grabs him by the arms and drags him to the center of the ring. Jack leaves Carter there, then goes and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Jack goes for the Squatting Star Press.




IT CONNECTS!

ONE!





TWO!





THRE-NO!
CARTER KICKS OUT! Jack can’t believe it!

Jack punches Carter in the face, and goes for the pin again.

ONE!


TWO!




THRE-NO!
Carter kicks out!

Jewel: 50 MINUTES HAVE ELAPSED!

Jack climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, and when Carter gets up, Jack hits him with a Kane-style flying clothesline. Jack waits for Carter to get up, then charges at him with a lariat. Carter ducks! BACKSLIDE!

ONE!



TWO!





THRE-NO!
Jack kicks out! Jack has a look of shock on his face as he realizes that he was just a hair a way from losing the match. Jack throws a huge chop, eliciting a {WOOOOOO!} from the crowd. Carter shakes it off, and responds with one of his own {WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Jack {WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Carter {WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Jack {WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Carter{WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Jack {WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Carter {WOOOOOO!}. Chop by Jack {WOOOOOO!}. SUPERKICK BY CARTER! He bends Jack over, and butterflies his arms: Trigger Effect!

ONE!

TWO!






THRE-NO!
Jack kicks out!

Carter keeps up the pressure, with some stomps, followed by a New York Neck Jack. Carter picks Jack up by the legs and does a big swing, throwing him across the ring, then Carter runs over and hits Jack with a dropkick. Split Legged Moonsault by Carter… connects! The pin:

ONE!


TWO!



THRE-NO!
Jack gets a shoulder up!

Carter grabs Jack’s legs to try for a submission move of some sort, but Jack kicks him away. Jack gets up, and Carter charges at him. Drop toe hold by Jack. Leg Jack! Carter struggles in the hold, for a few seconds, but he manages to get to the ropes, which are nearby. Carte pulls himself up in the bottom left corner of the ring. Jack goes for a clothesline in the corner, but Carter ducks it, and Jack runs into the turnbuckle. Jack bumps off of the turnbuckle and Carter turns him around. Kick in the gut by Carter. Powerbom-Sunset flip by Jack!

ONE!


TWO!



THR-NO!
Carter kicks Jack in the head and rolls backwards. Carter gathers Jack’s up for a quick stack pin:

ONE!

TWO!



THR-NO!
Jack pushes on the back of Carter’s neck and pushes against Carter’s arms with his legs, flipping Carter forwards, and into a rana pinning position.

ONE!


TWO!



THR-NO!
Carter rolls forwards, so he is now sitting on Jack’s head, and is holding Jack’s legs down with his arms.

ONE!


TWO!



THRE-NO!
Jack gets a shoulder up! Both men get to their feet. Superkick by Jack! Carter catches his leg, and transitions it into an ankle lock! PLEASE DON’T TAP!} {TAP!} {PLEASE DON’T TAP!}{TAP!} Sarah Kaminsky pounds on the apron, urging Jack to crawl to the ropes. Jack does, but Carter pulls him back! The hold is cinched in tighter than ever. Jack again crawls for the ropes, but Carter again pulls him back!

Jack is still stuck in the ankle lock. Jack props himself up on his hands, and rolls forward, in an attempt to throw Carter off… Carter drops down to his knees, trapping Jack mid-roll, trapping Jack’s shoulders to the mat, while still keeping the ankle lock locked in!

ONE!


TWO!



THRE-NO!
Jack gets a shoulder up, to avoid the pin, but he is still stuck in the ankle lock. Jack rolls over onto his back and kicks away at Carter with his free leg. Carter lets the kicks him, concentrating on keeping the ankle lock locked in. Jack then kicks at Carter’s hand and fingers, crushing Carter’s fingers between Jack’s leg and his boot, finally forcing Carter to release the hold. Jack crawls over to the ropes, preventing Carter form following up.

Carter waits for Jack to get up, and when he does, Carter charges at his opponent for a big clothesline. Jack ducks, and goes for an O’Connell Roll, but Carter hangs on to the ropes, blocking the move. Jack his Carter with a HARD elbow to the back of the head. Then another. After a third elbow to the back of the head, Carter releases his hold on the ropes. Jack lifts Carter up onto his shoulders in a seated position, then turns around so that they are now facing the inside of the ring, rather than the ropes. RUBIX CUBE BY JACK! THE PIN:


ONE!




TWO!







THRE-NO!

Carter kicks out! Jack turns to look at the ref in disbelief.

Jewel :FIFTY-FIVE MINUTES HAVE ELAPSED!

Jack realizes that time is of the essence, so he keeps pressing the offense. He picks Carter up and shouts “This is for you, Al!”

Fooda: I think he’s going for the Snowplow, the finisher of Jack’s trainer; Al Snow.

Jack is indeed going for the Snowplow, but while Jack is holding him up in the air, Jack brings his right knee down, and catches Jack in the head. Carter is now able to escape the hold, and he lands on his feet behind Jack. HUGE RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX BY CARTER! Both men are down on the mat, as the crowd starts with dueling chants {LET’S GO JACK!} {LET’S GO CARTER!} {LET’S GO JACK!} {LET’S GO CARTER!}
{1}
{2}
{3} Carter is getting up now
{4} Carter had reached his feet, and Jack is now up on one knee. Carter lines him up for a superkick, but Jack catches his leg. Carter jumps, bringing his other leg up and catching Jack in the back of the head with an enzugiri! He picks Jack up onto his shoulders and hits him with an Inverted Death Valley Driv- Jack reverses it with an arm drag! Jack kicks Carter in the gut. Standing front facelock. Jack goes for the Jack Hammer… Carter counters it, lifting Jack up, and slams him down with a SPINEBUSTER! THE PIN:

ONE!




TWO!




THRE-NO!
Jack gets a shoulder up! Carter can’t believe it! He pulls Jack over towards the turnbuckle and climbs up to the top rope. Frog Splash by Carter…





Jack rolls out of the way! Carter hits the canvas face first! Both men are down, and the ref starts his count:
{1}
{2}
{3}
{4}
{5} Jack is up to one knee, while Carter has just started to stir
{6}
{7} Jack is up now, and Carter is up to one knee.
Jack charges forward for a Jack attack. Carter lunges forward and nearly takes Jack Jack’s head off with a HUGE clothesline!
Carter gets up, and picks Jack up as well. He puts Jack on his shoulders for the F-5, but Jack elbows Carter in the side of head. More elbow from Jack while he is still lying across Carter’s shoulders. Jack hooks his arm under Carter’s and rolls down Carter’s back, forcing Carter over as well for a crucifix driver!

Jack slowly gets up and drags Carter over near the ropes. Jack points to the sky, then climbs to the top turnbuckle. Carter jumps up, and lunges at the ropes. He bangs into the top rope, causing Jack to lose his footing. Jack slips, crotching himself on the turnbuckle. Carter uses the ropes to pull himself up, the goes over to the turnbuckle where Jack is stuck, seated and in pain. Carter climbs up the turnbuckle and butterflies Jack’s arms. SUPER TRIGGER EFFECT!

ONE!







TWO!












THRE-NO!
JACK KICKS OUT! Carter looks at the ref in disbelief. Carter then goes across the ring and stalks Jack. He waits for Jack to get up then charges across the ring. GORE! JACK MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Carter smashes face first into the turnbuckle! Jack grabs him, turns him around… JACK HAMMER! Carter is down! But so is Jack. He lays there, next to Carter, trying to summon up the strength to crawl over and make the cover. A few seconds pass, and Jewel announces that there is “ONE MINUTE REMAINING!”
This gives Jack a burst of adrenaline, and he summons up the strength to crawl over to Carter and drape his arm across his chest. The ref counts the pin:

ONE!







TWO!










THRE-NO!
CARTER GETS HIS LEFT SHOULDER UP!
{THIS IS EPIC!} {THIS IS EPIC!} {THIS IS EPIC!}
Jack slowly gets to his feet. He then reaches down and brings Carter up to his feet as well. He bends Carter over. He butterflies his arms, setting up for the Pedigree. Carter fights out of it! Clothesline by Carter with 30 second remaining… Jack ducks it. He kicks Carter in the gut, and butterflies his arms again… Back body drop by Carter! Carter gets to his feet. So does Jack.
Jewel: FIFTEEN SECONDS REMAINING!
A superkick by Carter stuns Jack. Carter kicks Jack in the gut.
JEWEL: TEN SECONDS REMAINING!
The Crowd starts to count down.
{9} Carter bends Jack over
{8} he butterflies his arms!
{7} Jack is struggling trying to block the move.
{6} Jack fights out of it!
{5} LARGE PACKAGE BY JACK!
{4}ONE!









{3} TWO!










{2} THRE-NO!
CARTER JUST MANAGES TO KICK OUT!

{1}
DING! DING! DING!
Jewel: Ladies and Gentlemen, the result of the match is a SIXTY MINUTE TIME LIMIT DRAW!

Carlos: So who is our champion?
The crowd wants {FIVE MORE MINUTES!}
Khali’s music hits and he comes down to ringside.
Khali: Unfortunately, folks, we are out of time for tonight. The OWWF Title will remain vacant until our next show, which will feature a main event of Joel Carter vs. Jack Squat… in a match with NO TIME LIMIT!

Jack offers Carter a handshake, and Carter accepts it, and the show closes with that image.
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