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  1. I believe USPW's product makes it so the longest an angle can be and not get a negative aspect to it is five minutes. Remember, USPW is family friendly 80's style wrestling. Instead of 20 minute Vince McMahon & Steve Austin promo's, it's quick promo's either in the ring or the back. At least, according to te current product.
  2. One thing I think is underrated is the actual booking of match types and the fact you can change the booking of a match without re-starting. So, if I accidentally book, say, Vince Russo vs. Steve Austin instead of Vince McMahon vs. Steve Austin, and I don't notice til I finish my road agent notes, I can just change to the correct character, and then edit any road agent notes if necessary. Also, I've noticed, you can change the match type without resetting everything. Accidentally booked a 3 vs 3 normal instead of an elimination match - it's a quick change.
  3. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="austinjameslive" data-cite="austinjameslive" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="47929" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>I can't find who is positive and negative influence in locker. Also on worker profiles I can't see who can't stand who or who is good friends with who or dating who etc. Anyone point me in the direction? Thanks!</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> For the locker room, just click on 'Backstage.' Under backstage, there are also notable relationships. </p><p> </p><p> For the individual wrestler, this is something that's gotten a little more complicated. From the main profile screen, click on their picture, so you have the wider profile, then click on personal info.</p>
  4. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Untouchable" data-cite="Untouchable" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="47654" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>It's interesting that the philosophy went from "NO FUN, SERIOUS ALL THE TIME" to "Okay we can be a bit silly" between the games. To be fair it's a welcome change as ACPW just wasn't that appealing to me when it was just srs business the whole time.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> This could be kind of a nod to the reality of indy wrestling, which did go from a world much more titled toward 'VERY SERIOUS BUSINESS' to the world of Joey Janela, Marko Stunt, and such in the past few years.</p>
  5. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="awesomenessofme1" data-cite="awesomenessofme1" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="47503" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>That's because it <em>wasn't</em> a huge scandal. It didn't find anything damning, just a few scandalous things that were enough to force Eisen into retirement. Not even arrest him.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> My in-head canon is that there was evidence that might not be necessarily damning in a courtroom, but would be publicly embarassing to a private person like ole' Dick Eisen, so the government made a deal where Richard would step down, and hand the reigns over to Eric & Jerry, to make it look like there was some sort of punishment.</p>
  6. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="46421" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><img alt="97IPovd.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/97IPovd.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p> </p><p> In the City of Brotherly Love, it's two nights after Psycho Circus and we're on the road to Malice in Wonderland, as we see the aftermath of the Psycho Cage, and more exciting Total Wrestling action. </p><p> </p><p> The TCW Championship Committee has made the determination, that even after multiple exciting tag team matches at Psycho Circus, there's still no clear #1 contendership, so over the next two Total Wrestling events, there will be a mini tournament to see who will face off against The Behemoths at Malice in Wonderland. In the first qualifier, The Canadian Animals and Devine Fortune faced off at Psycho Circus, but this time, the other team in the ring will be Giant Tana & Danny Fonzarelli, who attempted to take the tag title belts off The Behemoths. In the other qualifier, the former TCW World Tag Team Champions New Wave, will be taking on The Elite and the team of Brent Hill & TCW International Champion Marc Speed, who has promised to still defend the International Title at Malice in Wonderland, even after his team becomes #1 contenders. </p><p> </p><p> In other action, Troy Tornado is fuming after he was embarrassed in the Psycho Cage by Rocky Golden, so as a result, he's gone to TCW officials, and they've given him a match against up 'n' comer Mighty Mo at Total Wrestling, but the question remains, will 'the Scion of Professional Wrestling' Jay Chord be able to keep his nose out of Mighty Mo's business. Also, Wolf Hawkins and Joshua Taylor fought to a time limit draw at Psycho Circus. They've already agreed to a re-match at Malice in Wonderland, but after being unable to come to an agreement over what the stipulation will be, TCW officials have decided to have a Beat the Clock Challenge to determine which competitor will get to choose the stipulation. Both wrestlers will face off against reasonable competition, and whoever gets the win quicker, will be able to choose whatever match they wish. </p><p> </p><p> Finally, two feuds that still have not really come to a conclusion is the fight between RDJ & American Buffalo and the war between TCW World Champion Aaron Andrews and the man who he defeated for the title without ever pinning him, Rocky Golden. As a result, TCW officials have signed a huge tag match for the first Total Wrestling after Psycho Circus – Rocky Golden & Ricky Dale Johnson vs. Aaron Andrews & American Buffalo. All four men were involved in hellacious battles, so the question remains who can persevere and come out on top in tag action! </p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> <strong>Prediction Key</strong></p><p> Rocky Golden & Ricky Dale Johnson vs. Aaron Andrews & American Buffalo </p><p> Troy Tornado vs. Mighty Mo </p><p> Wolf Hawkins vs. Elliot Thomas </p><p> Joshua Taylor vs. Jeremie Courtney</p><p> Devine Fortune vs. Giant Tana & Danny Fonzarelli vs. The Canadian Animals</p><p> Brent Hill & Marc Speed vs. The Elite vs. The New Wave</p>
  7. <p><img alt="ezcUfXl.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/ezcUfXl.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Total Championship Wrestling Office</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> Los Angeles, California</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> January 4th, 2016 </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">My first official Monday in charge of Total Championship Wrestling was not starting the way I wanted too. Thus, the broken glass against my wall, and a very worried personal assistant edging her body into my office, worried she'd been handed over to a psycho in the wrestling division, as opposed to whatever overgrown child she was making travel arrangements for in the main toy division. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I think her name is Allison. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Mister Ewiak, is everything all right,” she asked, barely getting the words out. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Yes, yes, everything is fine. Can you get me Mister Rhodes on the phone. I know he's not in the office today because he's already out in Pennsylvania, but I also know he's available.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Just a moment, sir.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Don't call me sir – I've got like three years on you, tops.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> She didn't respond to that – instead, simply walking back to her desk, then after a moment, she was a voice in my Bluetooth, saying, “Mister Rhodes is on the line. Do you want me to patch him in?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Sure. Go ahead, Allison.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “It's Angelica, sir.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Sorry. Angelica, it is.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> There was the weird buzz and slight static, that makes it sound like every transfer is going to fail, but at the moment, I heard the clear voice of the man who'd helped launch TCW, nearly 25 years ago.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><img alt="NEwLmuB.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/NEwLmuB.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Jesse, I assume you got the e-mail from The Powers That Be?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Yes, I got the damn e-mail from the Powers That Be. Look, most of it is perfectly reasonable. Don't fall below #3 in the power rankings. Don't hire anybody who will get arrested. Don't blow all the money. Push the guy whose been pushed as the next generational star. All that makes perfect sense, and frankly, I'm kind of insulted they had to make those goals. It'd be like my sister telling her six year old to put clothes on before she goes to kindergarten.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “So, what are the issues?</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Should I start from the top, or the bottom?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I always like a slight climb to seething anger, so let's sweat the small stuff to start out with, Jesse.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “OK – Benny Benson? Seriously? Like, he's a respectable mid-card to upper-mid-card guy. They want him to be a main event guy in eighteen months?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I understand it comes out of nowhere, but the same algorithm they use to determine when to release new Freeze Pak toys is used to determine which wrestlers have sizable fanbases that aren't being appealed too. You want to know a secret? Do you know why Joshua Taylor went from midcarder for life, to actually being booked as something close to a top babyface in the past year? The online fans will tell you that it's because we realized he's a great worker, which is a nice story to tell, but it has the unfortunate side effect of not being true at all. What actually happened was BriCo pointed out that his social media posts, online videos, and match clips had a much higher engagement rate than you'd expect with his booking at the time.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “So, you're telling me more people are buying those powder blue Benson headbands than you'd think?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I mean, you're the marketing guy.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “No, I'm a guy who fell into this career, and this company. The only thing I've ever actually cared about selling is TCW, so if they say they want is Benny, they'll get Benny.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “OK, what's next?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “The selling thing.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Wha – ah, right. I guarantee you no BriCo suit gives two craps about selling. This was a Brent thing.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Why the hell would Hill have anything to say, when he was no longer the booker?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Probably because these was largely formulated at the end of October, not during the New Year.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Great – I mean, they do realize our two raw rookie monsters both absolutely fail when it comes to selling, as they probably should with their current push.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Yeah, but we can probably get some dispensation for that, if you make the sell. Now, I know there's one more.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> This was, how to put it, the cherry on top of the damn sundae. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Let me read the exact wording – 'per conversations with Financial, Legal, and other departments, the TCW sub-brand is hereby limited from engaging in taking talent from companies with significant followings as laid out in the footnotes, as we believe current growth should continue through using current talent and finding new talent that is currently unknown to a wide audience.'” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I paused for a moment. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “So, to rephrase this – New York, Atlanta, hell, Toronto or South of the Border can steal our talent, but if Jack Bruce's contract suddenly comes due, we can't do a damn thing. What sense does that make?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Look, Ewiak, I'm not saying it's dumb and backwards, at least in the short term. On the other hand, I get their argument. We've been bleeding money, losing popularity, and generally been a walking disaster for almost the entire twenty-odd months BriCo has owned this company. Only in the past couple of months has there been any stability, and that was with an adhoc crew that knew they were largely temporary.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “That doesn't help me much.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Look, the truth is, if you're kicking ass, making money, and actually creating growth, you'll be able to sell a big-time signing if it falls in our lap. You are screwed as a 19 year old blonde at a meet 'n' greet with Edd Stone if you actually go into debt, or crash the company any further down the rankings, but anything else, is at least survivable. It's all about, if you want to take the risk.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “That still doesn't make me happy.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Rule #1A of being a wrestler booker, kid – you're never going to be happy for longer than the next show. Get used to it, then turn around, and get to working around these limitations. Is there anything else, or can I go back to finishing dubbing this Year in Review video for the website and Youtube?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Nah, I'll survive. My assistant just thinks I'm a weirdo now.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Again, you're in wrestling – to the normies, you are weirdo. Embrace that.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> At that, Rhodes ended the call, and I needed to go back to work. There were women's wrestlers to contact, booking ideas to finalize, and a speech to the roster to write up before I hopped on a late flight from Los Angeles to the City of Brotherly Love. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span><img alt="latest?cb=20110725140059" data-src="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/prowrestling/images/5/5e/Wells_Fargo_Center_Philly.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110725140059" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Plum Park</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> Philadelphia, PA </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> January 5th, 2019</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">The flight out to Philadelphia had been pleasant, but stressful at the same time, as I'd had to finalize various contracts, responded to queries from some people out in the field, and had to explain to a few of my prior connections that I was no longer the person to talk about the latest Blast Corp video game or Freeze Pak animated TV show. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> On the other hand, I had the entertainment of looking over the various 'popular' wrestling message boards, subreddits, and news sites, to see if they actually knew anything, and so far, it looked like people were entirely out of the loop, outside of a few 'hardcore' sites that actually looked into things deeper than, 'my favorite wrestler is being buried because he doesn't look like Rocky Golden or he's not Tommy Cornell's project, ignoring the fact that Tommy no longer worked for the company in and in many ways, burying the guy who was Tommy's project made some sense if we were that vindictive. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> A few cocktails, a bad airplane meals, and a mediocre pass at the one cute flight attendant later, I was in an Uber toward my hotel, then I was awakened by my alarm clock, followed quickly by a phone call to my cell phone, that was lying on the table next to me, still charging. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Ewiak speaking, what's up?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I heard some shuffling of papers, and a somewhat annoyed assistant (Amelie?) on the other line, who said, “um, Jesse, I've got a Demelza, I think, on the line? Can I patch her over to you?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Oh, right. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Sure, go ahead. Thanks.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I sat on the edge of my bed, shaking the tiredness out of my eyes, as I did some quick Google searches, pulled up a few profiles, and Youtube links, before I heard the voice of Demelza Wade say, “is anybody there? This is almost as the bad as the time that Atlanta let me go via voicemail.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><img alt="MHAvSvj.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/MHAvSvj.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Sorry about that, Miss Wade, I'm currently out of the office, so my assistant had to patch me through. Technology and everything – anyway, I'm assuming since you're contacting me, you've gotten the initial contact I had sent out.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Yup, yup. Actually, both Nadia and I are here - “ - I heard a much high pitched voice scream out, “hey,” in the background, then Wade continued, “ - we're both originally from the same corner of Michigan, so for the holidays, we usually come up here together to save money and avoid being around either of our families for too long. Now, we're back at the apartment we share in Seattle. But, I didn't call you to tell you about my travelogue, as entertaining as that may be. I called you to confirm. So, is this a real offer?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “It's an absolutely real offer, for both of you. To be frank, the fact that TCW has been so backwards on this is either a stain on what a great worker like Tommy Cornell through of women's wrestling or even more proof he wasn't that great of a business guy. There's a massive opening for top tier women's wrestling to have a spot on national TV, without being dominated by one person, and I firmly believe that the both of you can offer a lot, to this division that we're trying to create.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “You realize the Catherine Quine's going to freak the hell out about this, right?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “To be blunt, Catherine Quine's been able to get top tier talent on cut rate pay for years, simply because there hasn't been a serious push for women's wrestling in decades. Eisen uses them for eye candy, USPW's uses them to make a Strong looks good, and unfortunately, Total didn't think it'd fit into their company. I disagree. If Catherine is unhappy, that she should pay their talent what's their worth.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “That's why I like to hear, pal. By the way, I give it a week until you're on the end of a phone call from Catherine that makes a Taratino film seem like an episode of Dora the Explorer when it comes to language.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “So, I'm assuming you'll want to push the signing to avoid leaving her high and dry, then?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Oh, hell no. I'm not even booked for this month for anything more than to be on the outside to help my bottle blonde - “ </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Again, I heard the more bubbly voice say, “how dare you,” in a joking manner. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “ - tag partner get a win over J-Ro, who is another person I'm assuming is on your call list. Don't worry, buddy, you don't have to tell me. But yeah, I've given Catherine nearly eight years, after USPW dropped us like a bad habit. Plus, I'm thinking we won't be the biggest hits to her roster, all things considered. But yeah, future boss man, you've got our contact info. Send over some contract details, we'll talk it over, and get back to you.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “All right – I'll have Amanda send you over the details within the day. It'll be good to have the both of you on board.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Oh, you think that,” Wade responded, and I'm not sure if that was being sarcastic or not. “Seriously though, good to talk to ya', but you've got a company to run and I've got some snooping to do at the locker room tonight to see who else you're trying to hire away.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I hung up with Wade, sent off a quick email to Angelica, and then did the work to get dressed, before heading off to the arena. </span></span></p>
  8. <p><img alt="EKXfUqk.pngg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/EKXfUqk.pngg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> <img alt="ezcUfXl.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/ezcUfXl.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Backstage of The Novo</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> Los Angeles, California</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> December 28th, 2015</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"> </span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">The drinks were flowing, but I was largely not partaking. Not exactly the best look to be absolutely sloshed in front of the people you were in theory, supposed to be in charge of, before you even started the job. However, a couple of cocktails never hurt anybody, so which is why I was sipping on a very well made martini from a tatted up blonde, backstage among two groups of people who are in many ways, the modern gypsies of this globalized age – musicians and wrestlers. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Ironically, it's the wrestlers who were preforming as a mix of wrestling and rock fans were watching Painful Procedure doing their semi-annual reunion show in Los Angeles, something that had started happening a couple of years ago, once there had actually started to be nostalgia for the mid-2000's TCW stable and perhaps more importantly, all the other members of Painful Procedure were out of TCW, allowing this very non-kayfabe reunion to actually come into being. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Of course, TCW didn't promote, sponsor, or support it officially, but a large chunk of the roster that didn't leave town during the holidays had showed up, either because they enjoyed the music, enjoyed the partying, or enjoyed the side effects of what happens when wrestlers and musicians are in the same building – lots of available women, up for just about anything. In the corner, I could already see Edd Stone doing his best to talk a redhead who looked dangerously close to being jailbait to leave before the show ended, but unfortunately for Canada's foremost ninja, the girl he was talking too was actually a fan of Painful Procedure. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> On the other hand, Joshua Taylor, fresh off his 30-minute war with Wolf Hawkins, was curled up on one of the couches with his wife Tracey Brendon, as they took pictures for social media and generally took in the scene. Taylor's opponent, ole' Andrew Hawkins was across town at a Pop Network event, as he was more interested in hanging out G-list startlets, instead of being here. Not enough of a chance for TMZ to show up – or at least, that's what I'd been lead to believe, by some members of the production crew. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> But, it was early days yet. Who could I trust? That remained to be seen. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> As that though rolled through my head, a somewhat gruff voice rose behind me, and a large hand rested on my shoulder, “so, you're the new guy in charge?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I turned around to face down Thom Barrowman, better known to the rest of the wrestling world as Guide. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><img alt="S5c0IUt.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/S5c0IUt.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Well, at least until BriCo comes to their senses. Anyway, I'm surprised to see you at this event. Perhaps I'm judging a book by it's cover, but this is not exactly the scene I'd imagine you to be at. So, is this out of obligation or out of enjoyment?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Barrowman chuckled, then said, “it's a little bit of both, to be honest. I was a bit of rocker in my youth, before I got in the ring, plus I was friends with Ronnie, Randy, and Billy Jack when they were on the roster. When Jeremy and I first showed up, we were the newcomers from DAVE, and everybody out there currently giving everybody a dose of nostalgia helped to make sure that we weren't ran over by any backstage politics.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “So, just catching up with old pals,” I said with a smile, as a lovely brunette made her way past us, after leaving a conversation with Bart Biggins and Jimmy Foxx, who were both raising their glasses toward the young woman, then going back to a couch filled with some CZCW wrestlers, who had arrived after one of their latest shows. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Folks, there's a reason Fox Mask wears a mask. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I mean, there is some some perks to being backstage at a rock show,” Thom responded with a smile, “but I actually decided to show up to see if you'd be around.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Buttering up the boss, before I'm actually the boss?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Not so much buttering up, as attempting to get a lay of the land. Look, I'm not a moron. Neither Jeremy nor I are getting younger, we've got two of the more expensive contracts in the company, and well we've got name value, it's not like New York has ever been hungry for tag teams and Atlanta would have us doing some bad skits right out of a GI Joe cartoon within six weeks, so personally, I'd prefer to avoid that. I guess, do we have anything to worry about, either from you personally or from the head office?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I mean, you've still got nearly a year before your contract is up. Scout's up in about three months, so why isn't he the one chatting me up,” I said, attempting to keep things somewhat light. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Because, God love him, and I've been around him for nearly twenty years ago, Jeremy's an asshole. A great worker, perfectly willing to do whatever you need in the ring, but he's got a list a mile long of personal injuries that he believe has been done to him. Let me ask you a question – have you ever noticed that despite being a top tag team while they were involved in the hottest angle in the company, there was never a long term feud between us and The Machines? Do you want to know why that was?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Bad booking?”, I responded, knowing that was for sure, not the answer. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I wish,” he responded, curtly. “In an early match, Anderson & Hill tried some screwy double team move. It didn't go great. Jeremy tweaked his knee. Nothing serious, but he was out a couple of months. After that, every time a booker or a writing team even mentioned the idea of a long-term program, Jeremy let it be known he wanted to spend as little time as possible with two 'suited douchebags' as possible.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I suppose that went over great once Brent took over as booker,” I responded, kind of letting Barrowman roll, as I was let in one some of the past backstage history of the company. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Shocking, not really. Brent was given the book because he wasn't a political guy. I mean, this was the guy who possibly could've gotten a main event push in the aftermath of the Syndicate angle, but since his imploded, and his neck got f'd up, he became midcard for life. He's not said a single cross word about that fact, and he never mentioned the fact Jeremy has probably exchanged three dozen words to him over the past decade.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Well, here's the thing. Currently, the tag division is you guys, the huge rookies, and a bunch of second-tier tag teams. Even if I wanted to get rid of ya', I couldn't. As far as I'm concerned, you're still the core of my tag division, until I stumbled into some miracle of a new team, or you guys completely lose it,” I replied. “Just do what you've been likely doing for the past decade and keep Scout in line, and we'll be golden.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Sounds good to me. Just had to do a bit of recon, after this was dropped on us,” he said, with a small grin, before walking off. I turned around and almost straight walked straight into another member of the TCW roster – only this one was wearing a short turquoise mini-dress that I'm sure would be posted all over Twitter and Reddit by the next morning.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><img alt="SQ9vySE.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/SQ9vySE.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I extended my arm and said, “sorry, I don't think we've been ever formally introduced.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Coolly, Vita responded in slightly accented English, “no, we haven't. I'm Linnéa, but I won't hold it against you if my worked name escapes from your lips. After a decade, you give up on folks in this business being able to remember much.”</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I never expected geniuses to fill up the locker room, but I'm surprised that they can't managed to remember two different names, especially since it's not this roster is overflowing with women,” I replied, while noticing in the background that Nate Johnson and Marie Denevue, wrestling's most controversial couple, had showed up, and was exchanging pleasantries with folks. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “It's a locker room full of boys who still play 3rd year tricks on each other, plus half of them are still upset that I never entertained their oh so subtle come-ons when I first showed up in the company.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “That's terrible, somewhat expected, and hopefully not so bad now, but that makes me surprised that you're A-OK with being ole' Eddie's valet and in this verifiable den of sin tonight,” I replied, sipping the new cocktail that'd been dropped off by the tatted bartender. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “You'd be surprised who were the knights, and who were the dirtballs, Mister Ewiak. For example, Edd's been a pure professional. Well, perhaps not professional, but he has a code and that code involves not, to put it in his words, 'I've got plenty of trim in the crowd, I don't need to **** things up by trying to hook up with you.' Plus, Laura would kick him in the balls. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I chuckled at that, then added, “that explains Edd, but what about Painful Procedure? Most of these guys were out of the company by time you showed up.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “That's true, but at the same time, Anthony stood up for me when a true scumbag crapped in my bags during one of my first weeks on the roster. Despite his character, he's been married to the same woman for nearly a decade, and the most crazy thing he does on the road is try to find the most difficult rock walls to scale. The bacchanal we've got set up here is for his old buddies and the locker room to enjoy.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Appearances do deceive then,” I replied. “Now, you aren't the first roster to make their way over to me. I assume it's not because you're lonely, so do you've got anything to ask of me, before you're unfr my thumb?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “First of all, I realize you're joking, but I'm under nobodies thumb. I enjoy my job, but I'm wedded to this business. I could fly back to Stockholm and have a job with my family in forty eight hours. I only ask two things – don't get me involved in any degrading angles and give me veto power over anybody I'd be managing in the future. The last thing I'd want is to have to go out to the ring every night with somebody I despite. At least with Ed, I can make fun of his latest turbo skank.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> She actually somewhat broke her cool exterior with that latest statement, so I rose my glass and said, “it's a deal. Also, this is probably a 50/50 coin toss of whether you'll consider this a positive or not, but the women's locker room will be a little more crowded in upcoming weeks. Total Wrestling is joining the 21st century, and actually having a Women's Division.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> She nodded, then said, “good. Jasmine and Laura are lovely women, but at a certain point, you've all shared the same stories, and also shared the same clothes. Just don't hire any bitches and we'll be square, Mister Ewiak.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “It's Jesse.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “No, it's Mister Ewiak. Cheers.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Then, she walked away. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Somehow, I knew that wouldn't be the last odd conversation or experience I'd have with a member of the TCW roster anytime soon.</span></span></p><p> </p><p> <span>http://i.imgur.com/IOICdaP.jpg</span></p>
  9. <p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><img alt="loTvlMe.png" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/loTvlMe.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p> </p><p> <img alt="k0pi858.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/k0pi858.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">The ProtonLock.com Report for TCW Psycho Circus</span></p><p> <span style="font-size:10px;"><em>By Bryan Danielson, Editor-in-Chief</em></span></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> Total Championship Wrestling ends it year as is tradition in Los Angeles, headlined by the now nearly annual Psycho Chamber six-way match, with Aaron Andrews defending his newly won belt against Rocky Golden, Eddie Peak, Troy Tornado, Sammy Back, and Eddie Peak. In the semi-main, Joshua Taylor and Wolf Hawkins face off again, a three-way for the International Title with Marc Speed, Jay Chord, and Mighty Mo, American Buffalo attempts to end RDJ's career once and for all as promised, the Tag Titles are on the line as Tana & Fonzarelli try to upset The Behemoths, and there's other tag action in the undercard. </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Match #1 | Canadian Animals (Edd Stone & Freddy Huggins) vs. Devine Fortune (Chance Fortune & Darryl Devine) vs. Benny Benson & Bart Biggins</strong></span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> <img alt="vqPATv0.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/vqPATv0.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="JHf2mfy.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/JHf2mfy.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="5Ky7sWW.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/5Ky7sWW.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="tJc6zzz.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/tJc6zzz.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="8Lvj934.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/8Lvj934.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="W108YKf.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/W108YKf.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>How We Got Here:</em></strong> The Canadian Animals & Devine Fortune have had a low level tag feud through the most of the second half of the year, while Benny Benson got added in when as part of the 'Last Chance' Battle Royal for the 6th spot in the Mayhem Chamber (after Hawkins & Taylor fought to a double pin), he got eliminated by an errant Canadian Animals double team attempt on Chance Fortune. On last week's Total Wrestling, Benson introduced Biggins as his tag team ace-in-a-hole and here we are. </p><p> </p><p> The Animals entrance with two managers, Stone's antics, and such is one of the most underrated parts of wrestling, but as they were doing their four way pose, Benson slid in the ring and basement dropkicked Stone in the head, to kick things into gear. Pier Six brawl to start things off, that quickly devolved into a dive train before we settled into an actual match and some semblance of order. Story of the match early on was Benson continually stopping the Animals from getting pins, but the Animals themselves making sure they quickly got out of the ring the moment Benson was tagged in. Fortune and Devine acted as the team stuck in the middle, but actually getting some impressive spots in as a result, including a combined backbreaker – 2nd rope legdrop combination, and Fortune even getting a decent sized pop after nearly getting the pin after the <strong>Stroke of Luck</strong> (Pump Kick) on Biggins, but the former SWF Tag Champ came out of nowhere with a senton to break up the pin. </p><p> </p><p> After that, there was some quick tags, big spots including moonsaults from both Canadian Animals, a slingshot DDT from Benson, and Devine reversing a Springboard Rana into a Lungblower, then locking in a modified STF to almost get the tapout, before Edd Stone dropped him with a Superkick, followed two Superkick's to both Benson & Biggins to decent heel heat from the Los Angeles crowd. Another breakdown of all order took place from there, including Stone & Huggins hitting stereo planchas on Benson while he was on the ramp, but this set up the finish where Devine hit the modified <strong>Devine Dream Drop</strong> (Inverted DDT) on Biggins with help from Fortune to steal the pin. </p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts:</em></strong> Solid match, but as usual with these opening tag matches, a bit of a spotfest with not a whole lot of psychology.</p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Match #2 | American Buffalo (w/ Floyd Goldworthy) vs. Ricky Dale Johnson</strong></span></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="sIUS3Fz.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/sIUS3Fz.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="7Cf3AWY.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/7Cf3AWY.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="O69sVhR.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/O69sVhR.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>How We Got Here:</em></strong> This is of course, started off back in September when Goldworthy ordered Buffalo to attack RDJ in the parking lot, and knocked him out of action for nearly two months. For those in the know, this also lined up when RDJ's wife was set to have their fourth child, but it was a decent way to attempt to create a new top heel. Of course, it hasn't gone too great, since Buffalo has his limits as a worker, but RDJ got a big pop coming back to knock Buffalo out of a Psycho Chamber qualifier. </p><p> </p><p> Quite a bit of a style change, but this march still started off hot with as Buffalo was coming out with Goldworthy, RDJ jumped the rail, ran over Buffalo from behind, and started the brawl early, tossing him into the ringside barriers, down the ramp, and eventually into the ring where the clubbering continued. Johnson hit the big spinebuster, followed up by the Leaping Lariat early, but the Mighty Man Beast was able to kick out, then take control with some cheap shots and some power moves of his own. Unfortunately, Buffalo showed why his peak in the business has been a midcard tag act despite his SIZE, as his offense was lumbering and slow, if not impressive including a big avalanche splash, belly-to-belly suplex, and a huge backdrop suplex that got a nearfall. Momentum shifted shortly after that, as after a Strong Slam, Buffalo went for the Stampeded, but RDJ slid out of it, sent the Man Beast into the corner, and the TCW Legend hit a huge side suplex, that kept both men down. RDJ was first to get up, but Goldworthy got up on the ring apron, which gave Buffalo an opening to clubber Johnson from behind as RDJ went after the managerial staple of Total Championship Wrestling. </p><p> </p><p> Slow, but impactful suplexes and slams from Buffalo once again, but he continued to slow things down with a bear hug, that got some heat, but also some 'Boring' chants from the Los Angeles faithful. <em>They must be Coastal Zone fans.</em> RDJ eventually fought of the bear hug, and that led to the finish, as Johnson hit several big shoulder blocks in a row, the big Leaping Lariat, and finally took down Buffalo with <strong>Southern Justice</strong> (Modified Side Slam), when Goldworthy used all of his strength to pull him out of the ring. RDJ gave chase, Buffalo attacked from behind, but after sending Johnson into the corner barricade, Johnson moved out of the way of a big splash attempt, and the two men brawled until the referee got to the ten count, to the unhappiness of the crowd. </p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts:</em></strong> Solid brawling match, but the non-finish and the long Buffalo control sequences hurt things. Also unclear why this feud is continuing when Buffalo being given credit for almost retiring RDJ didn't get him that much more over, but we'll see where we go from where.</p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Match #3 | Brent Hill & Joel Bryant vs. The New Wave</strong></span></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="G0oK8CT.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/G0oK8CT.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="fqFHnrv.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/fqFHnrv.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="RlUyMSz.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/RlUyMSz.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="vswIhZb.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/vswIhZb.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>How We Got Here:</em></strong> Not much of a set-up to this match, as Hill & Bryant have been in an unofficial stable-ish deal w/ Marc Speed for most of the latter half of the year, and The New Wave saved Mighty Mo from a beatdown on the last Total Wrestling before the PPV. </p><p> </p><p> Starting moments of the math were entertaining as we had a series of quick tags between Guide and Scout, which meant that we quickly went from chain wrestling and exchanges of holds when Scout was in the ring with former bookerman Brent Hill, that quickly changed to Guide hitting big aerial moves followed up by a some big lariats and the explosive strikes that exemplify Guide's style of wrestling. Biggest spot of the early going was Scout hitting a huge release German, that was followed up by a Guide top rope shoulderblock for a near fall, until Bryant made the save at the last possible moment. Less than a minute later, Hill reversed an attempt at a tiger suplex to a big side suplex of his own, then tagged in Bryant, who went to work with methodical offense, including a short arm scissors, an ankle pick into a leglock, and even a modified kneebar, holding it on until finally, Guide barely was able to get his fingers barely on the ropes. That only meant Bryant brought Guide into the middle of the ring, and locked in a modified Cloverleaf, only for the former multi-time tag champ to use the last of his strength to send Bryant into the corner, then drill him with the <strong>Lock-On</strong> (Northern Lights Bomb), knocking both men down in the middle of the ring. </p><p> </p><p> The crowd counted along, as both men barely got to their feet, but just as Hill was tagged back in, Scout was also tagged in, and he came in with as a house of fire, nailing the former member of The Syndicate with knife-edge chops, kicks to the shins and hips, then finishing things up by sending Hill into the ropes, and popping him with a huge twisting elbow then knocked Hill flat on his back. After driving down several kneedrops, elbowdrops, and a big sloppy seated senton, Scout went to lock in his <strong>Special Force</strong> (Double Arm Mutilation), but Hill used his years of experience to block the hold, poke Scout in the eye, then reverse things so Brent Hill had Scout locked in the <strong>Complete Package</strong> (Inverted Sleeper). Scout reached out for the ropes, so the former member of the Machines did the smart thing – he pulled Scout to the middle, then laid him out with a reverse DDT out of the Complete Package, then climbed up to the top rope. Brent flew from the top with the <strong>Murder by Machine</strong> (Top Rope Legdrop), but Scout barely rolled out of the way, then tagged in Guide! </p><p> </p><p> Guide jumped back in the ring, and Hill stumbled right into several big right hands from Guide, then a huge running forearm from the former member of the armed forces. Guide then went into the corner for the <strong>Guided Missile</strong> (Running Spear from the Corner), but Bryant came over, only to get drilled with a a running dropkick from Guide! This gave Brent an opening to attack Guide from behind, drill him with a huge release German Suplex, followed by a locked in belly-to-belly suplex into the corner. From there, Hill brought Guide up to the top, and motioned for the <strong>King of the Hill</strong> (2nd rope Brainbuter), but Guide fought out of it - <strong>SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB!</strong></p><p> </p><p> One tag later, the New Wave hit the <strong>Wave of Mutilation</strong> (Tag Tower Legdrop) and picked up the pin. </p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts:</em></strong> This was a very good tag match, and even nearing forty, both members of The New Wave are some of the best workers in the company, especially together thanks to their decades of experience, but the issue is as always, there's still been no larger tag division really built around them. The end of The Syndicate, and the lack of total success of other teams has meant the tag division has largely been The New Wave, and their opponents of the moment.</p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Match #4 | Marc Speed © vs. Mighty Mo vs. Jay Chord | </strong></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong><span style="color:#0000FF;">TCW International Title</span></strong></span></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="ZTJGW1I.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/ZTJGW1I.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="BbNtUhU.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/BbNtUhU.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="yu35xQa.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/yu35xQa.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>How We Got Here:</em></strong> As everybody knows, Mo & Chord have been locked into a feud for basically a year, which has either been seen as fantastic slow burn storytelling, or on the other hand, an incredibly waste of Jay Chord on one of Tommy's former “projects.” Nonetheless, after feuding over the International title during the beginning of the year, it looked like Chord & Mo would be feuding without the title after Mo spinebuster'd Chrord to hell and allowed Bart Biggins to pull off the shock win for the title on an edition of Total Wrestling. Less than two months later, Marc Speed picked up the title in a vicious picking apart of Biggins, and after both men got involved in non-title matches w/ Speed, the Board of Directors made this three-way match. </p><p> </p><p> From the beginning, this was a large contrast of styles, as you had the MMA expertise of Speed, the straight ahead power and rage of Mighty Mo, and the pedigree of the son of one of the greatest wrestlers in history. The two long time rivals started things off, with Mo battering the 'Prodigal Son of Professional Wrestling' from one end of the ring to the other, capping things off with a big ole' backdrop into a powerslam, that got the Los Angeles crowd to rise to their feet, only for Speed to come out of nowhere with a running dropkick right into the knee of the one-time top tier lacrosse player. After sending Chord out to the ringside area with his typical intense look, the International Champion went to work on Mo, hitting him with basement dropkicks, knee strikes, hard elbow shots, and then locked in a modified STF, that brought screams from Mo, and a harsh heel response from the Total Championship faithful. Speed only locked in the hold more forcefully, pulling the arms of Mo back, when Jay Chord calmly rolled in the ring, and nailed the International Champion with a dropkick to the back of the skull. </p><p> </p><p> Speed rolled to the outside, regaining his senses, while Chord went to work on Mighty Mo, stomping and kicking the hell out of him, all as the crowd in Los Angeles tried to will Mo back to his feet. The larger Mo tried to fight back with shots of his own, but the Scion of Rip Chord, hit back with his own hard strikes, then pulled Mo to the middle of the ring, locked in and hit a beautiful, but deadly delayed vertical suplex, then showed off Jay's surprising power. Unfortunately for Chord, just as he was about to go for the pin, he was pulled out of the ring by Marc Speed, who got a surprising mixed pop for breaking up the pin, then another decent one by dropping Chord to the unforgiving concrete of the ringside area with a crescent kick that echoed throughout the arena. Of course, the crowd got even louder, when Mighty Mo, recovered, then dove onto both men with a huge <strong>TOPE SUICIDA</strong> that brought the crowd to their feet, and left all three men on the floor. With no countouts in a three way match, all three competitors took their time getting up, only for Mighty Mo to recover first, and the former top flight college athlete showed off the background, by going to the ringside announcer table, and doing a quick run, then diving onto Marc Speed as he was about to get up with a massive <strong>Hand of God</strong> (Superman Punch), sending the International Champion back down to the floor. Mo then rolled Chord back in the ring, and sent him in the corner, then got a big crowd reaction by doing the 'ten punch count' spot, then dumping Chord back to the mat with a modified Karelin Lift Slam!</p><p> </p><p> As the crowd came to their feet, Mo lifted Chord up for the <strong>Mo' Problems</strong> (Running Spinebuster), but Chord poked him in the eye, knee'd Mo in the crotch, and then got a vocifirous round of boos by absolutely planting Mo with the <strong>Super DDT</strong> (Implant DDT), to get the near fall, with Mo barely kicking out. The Crown Prince of Professional Wrestling argued with the referee for the moment, then hit a few more shots on Mo, before locking him in for the <strong>Cradle Piledriver</strong>, only for Mighty Mo to block the attempt to pick him up several times. Then, Mo backdropped Chord, went off the near ropes, and bounced off with a huge Ripcord Lariat, that made Chord do a 180 degree spin as he flew to the mat, and it looked like Mighty Mo was about to become International Champion, once again. Only one slight problem – Marc Speed. After finally hitting <strong>Mo' Problems</strong>, Mo went for the pin, only for the defending champion to come out of nowhere with a sloppy, but effective springboard senton, then Speed absolutely drilled Mo with a <strong>Soccer Kick</strong> to the back of the head, that would've made anybody on the ALPHA-1 or GAMMA roster proud. With Mighty Mo in dream world, Speed turned around and locked in the <strong>Cross Armbreaker</strong> on Jay Chord, right in the middle of the ring. With nowhere to go and preferring continued use of all of his limbs, Chord tapped out! </p><p> </p><p> The crowd booed, not only because Speed retained, but because Mo was largely screwed out of the title win. The defending champion raised his belt, then headed to the back, allowing Jay Chord to have a screaming and yelling fit at ringside, grabbing one of the ringside monitors of the Spanish announce table and throwing it against the ring, breaking it, before stomping off to the back. </p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts:</em></strong> All three workers have their downsides, and a three way match has it's own limits, but together, all three told a pretty good story, which left the audience longing for more. On the other hand, this Chord – Mo feud really really needs to end.</p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Match #5 | The Behemoths © vs. Giant Tana & Danny Fonzarelli | </strong></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong><span style="color:#006400;">TCW World Tag Team Titles</span></strong></span></p></div><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><img alt="lgg310V.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/lgg310V.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="x8E7DVS.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/x8E7DVS.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p> </p><p> <img alt="Gekuvwg.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/Gekuvwg.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="8bsJFUV.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/8bsJFUV.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <em>How We Got Here</em>: The Behemoths took the belts off The New Wave at Threatening Behavior, and this is their first official defense, as they were part of two of the big 8-man matches at A Little South of Sanity. In fact, this was how this match was set up, as Giant Tana managed to get the pinfall on Titan, after hitting a huge Big Fat Samoan Splash from the top rope. </p><p> </p><p> Straight from the beginning, this was going to be the story of two matches. When Giant Tana was I the ring, the fun loving Hawaiian showed that even though he was happier singing along with a Disney classic or cutting a rug on the dance floor with his buddy Danny Fonzarelli, he was still a big ole' Hawaiian who can slug away with anybody else, even the two massive beasts that are Killer Shark and Titan. On the other hand, the first thing that happened to Danny Fonzarelli is Titan with one hand launching him in the corner, then nailing him with a big boot that made him do a complete flip, before landing on his back. Thankfully for the challengers, the referee made the decision, that at least to begin things, Tana would be the legal man. So, the big man from the outskirts of Oahu did what he does best – use his mass as a weapon. Headbutts, elbows, kicks, hard slaps were the order of the day, as he went head-to-head with Killer Shark, who was just as happy to nail Tana with punches, kicks, and headbutts of his own. However, Tana may be a little slower due to his age, that meant he had to experience to fool Shark, and as the big man rushed in for an avalanche splash, Tana moved out of the way, meaning the only thing the Killer Shark got a taste of was the turnbuckle. </p><p> </p><p> As Shark stumbled out, Tana hit an absolutely ring shaking powerslam on Killer Shark, then came off the ropes and hit a massive splash on Shark, but Titan came in and broke up the pin, before Shark needed to even kick out. As the referee went to break up Titan & Fonzarelli, who was doing his best to square up with the 400+ pound monster, it meant he missed Shark biting Tana, as he went to pull him up for another big move. The skin wasn't broken, but when the referee turned around, the only thing he saw was Tana, getting tuned up in the corner by one half of the tag champs. After several big elbows, kicks, and a sloppy, but effective gutwrench suplex, Killer Shark pulled Giant Tana up into the <strong>Big Bite</strong> (Delayed Powerbomb), but Tana was able to hit a big ole' headbutt, that knocked Shark, back into his own corner, and allowed Fonzarelli to get the tag to come in. 'Dr. Love' was a house of fire, hitting quick dropkicks, forearms, springboard back elbows, and even a tremendous bodyslam on Shark, to a big response from the TCW faithful, but Fonzarelli made one mistake – he took too much time setting Shark up for the <strong>Love Gun</strong> (Double Arm DDT). </p><p> </p><p> Killer Shark was able to power out of the move, sending the nearly 250 pound Fonzarelli flying with ease, then Titan came in legally, for the first time in the match after the tag. Over the next couple of minutes, Titan & Shark trapped Fonzarellli in the corner, hitting him with shot after shot, including a massive double tree slam, that was not the finish, only because Giant Tana running in to break up the pin. Unfortunately for the challengers, that meant Shark could come in, toss Tana out, and Fonzarelli was then sent down into the mat with the <strong>Titanic Choke Slam</strong>, to get the clean victory. </p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts</em></strong>: Both members of The Behemoths are still learning, but the crowd largely are still awed by their SIZE and presence, that they haven't completely noticed the big men haven't had a match longer than ten minutes yet.</p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Match #6 | Joshua Taylor vs. Wolf Hawkins</strong></span></p></div><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><img alt="iwOmotZ.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/iwOmotZ.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p> </p><p> <img alt="qTESrs7.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/qTESrs7.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>How We Got Here</em></strong>: Well, this is a certainly a change of pace. After starting in the summer, thanks to Taylor coming out to respond to Wolf's notion that, “he may not have the title, but he's still the standard in TCW,” the feud truly reached a fever pitch, when at Threatening Behavior, Wolf Hawkins got drilled with a running high knee from Taylor, that send him directly into the Generation Gap that gave Andrews the World title.</p><p> </p><p> Even though both wrestlers came out looking intense, with Hawkins not even coming out with his customary sneer for the audience, they were both aware of the talent on the other side of the ring from them, even though they personally thought they were better. As Hawkins put it on an edition of Total Wrestling, “I'm not going to lie and act like you're some no-talent jobber, Taylor. You're one of the best wrestlers on this damn planet – I'm just that much better.” So, even though they've faced off in multiple singles, tag, and multi-man matches since the summer, they still felt each other, trading holds, quick wrist locks, hammerlocks, armdrags, reversals, and quick pin attempts, that got pops and claps from the appreciative Total Wrestling audience. Hawkins was the first to kick things into another gear, sending Taylor into the corner, the running in with huge back elbow, followed by a bulldog, and power drive elbow, for the near fall. The former right hand man to Tommy Cornell continued the attack, hitting several kinds of knee drops, a rolling senton, then a picture perfect running dropkick to Taylor, as he was sitting up. Hawkins followed that up with a spinning neckbreaker, another quick dropkick to the back, then a fisherman's suplex, that Taylor kicked hard out of a two, to a pop from the crowd. </p><p> </p><p> Undeterred, Hawkins went right back on the attack, hitting a double arm suplex, that Taylor got out of, then a huge STO, to a loud mixed pop. Hawkins then got a little cocky, running to the ropes, and diving back with an Asai Moonsault, but Taylor got his knees up, and Hawkins was now on the receiving end of some pain as he was laid out in the middle of the ring. The former long-time resident of Japan, went right to work, hitting quick knee drops, elbow drops, and a fist drop right on Hawkin's arm, before Taylor locked in a modified armbar. The former TCW World Champion screamed out in pain, but was close enough to the ropes, to cause a break. Taylor cleanly broke, then simply locked on another hold, this time a modified leglock, that brought more screams from Hawkins, as Taylor pulled him to the middle of the ring. After a minute of keeping the hold on, Hawkins managed to wriggle loose, then kick Taylor into the corner, but Andrew was too slow getting up, which meant as he went over to the corner, Taylor exploded out with a <strong>Floating DDT</strong>, that dropped Hawkins right on his skull. To the overwhelming cheers of the Los Angeles crowd, Taylor picked up the limp Hawkins, and tied him to the turnbuckle, then after playing to the crowd for a moment, absolutely nailed him with a Tree of Woe dropkick from the top rope (ie. Alberto Del Rio IRL). </p><p> </p><p> Wolf stumbled to his knees, and out of the corner, Joshua measured him for the running knee strike, but at the last moment, Hawkins rolled out of the way, causing Taylor to hit the corner, which allows Hawkins to clip his knees from behind, then with the arrogant smirk that has upset Total Wrestling fans for years, began to kick and stomp at his fallen opponent. After a minute or so of causing grievous harm to Taylor, Hawkins picked him up – <strong>NARITA SPECIAL MARK II</strong> (Michinoku Driver II). Hawkins then went up top – big time <strong>Moonsault</strong> for a near fall, as Taylor barely kicks out before three! </p><p> </p><p> <strong>'FIFTEEN MINUTES REMAIN'</strong></p><p> </p><p> Smelling blood in the air, Hawkins continued the offensive, hitting knee drops, elbow drops, fist stops, and even blatantly choking at the fallen Taylor, before locking him in the <strong>BARK AT THE MOON</strong> (Rings Of Saturn), right in the middle of the ring. For the next several minutes, it was a battle of wills, as Taylor struggled to the edges of the ring, before Hawkins drilled him with several elbows, pulled him to the middle of the ring, then locked the hold back in, too a large round of boos from the crowd. Hawkins used every advantage he could to keep the hold on, but eventually, Taylor slowly, and barely got the edge of his foot on the ropes, to a massive pop from the Los Angeles crowd. Upset, but also impressed, Hawkin got up, and waited for Taylor to slowly get back to his feet, before rushing him – NO! <strong>TWISTING SNAP POWERSLAM OUT OF DESPERATION BY TAYLOR!</strong> He didn't even go for the pin, and both men were down. Hawkins got up first, but Taylor blocked an attacked and sent him to the ropes, lariat attempt by Taylor, Hawkins ducks under, and hits him with a big diving shoulderblock, both men scramble up – <strong>WOLF AT THE DOOR (Hotshot Outta' Nowhere) BY HAWKINS!</strong> Taylor is stumbling – <strong>FULL MOON RISING</strong> (Jumping Enzugiri)! NO! Taylor ducked the running enzuigiri! Big time running high knee by Taylor – he picks Hawkins up – <strong>HAMMERLOCK BACKDROP BOMB!</strong> It's been the move nicknamed 'Wolf's Bane' by some on the Internet as the move has pinned Hawkins three times in tag matches, this year. </p><p> </p><p> <strong>'TEN MINUTES REMAIN' </strong></p><p> </p><p> However, Taylor is too tired to keep the hold on, and takes too long to go for the pin, as both men are slow to get up. Tired, sweating, welts on their body, both men get up and go right after each other, with a strike exchange worthy of PGHW or Burning Hammer, as Taylor gets the slight advantage, hits Hawkins with several big elbows, then sends him over the top rope. Andrew holds on, skins the cat, but Taylor is ready for him – big kick to the gut sends Hawkins falling to the apron. Taylor joins him on the apron – NO! HAWKINS FIGHTS BACK! Taylor drops down to the ringside floor – gets the advantage – JESUS CRIMINY! <strong>GUTWRENCH SUPLEX TO THE APRON BY TAYLOR!</strong> The only man to hold the PGHW & TCW International Title knows the only way to truly win this match is in the ring, so he sends Hawkins back inside, then rolls inside himself. Taylor launches himself from the 2nd rope with a Tornado DDT, but it's not enough to get the pinfall, as Hawkins kicks out. Taylor picks Hawkins up and goes for a Blue Thunder Bomb, but Hawkins slides out – Release German Suplex into the Corner! Both men are slow to get up, once again, but this time Hawkins is the one with the advantage, as he pulls Taylor up – big time gut buster! Snap Suplex! Belly-to-back suplex, into an arrogant cover, but Taylor kicks out. Northern Lights Suplex – Taylor kicks out! Tiger Suplex – Taylor kicks out! Spider German Suplex – <strong>TAYLOR BRIDGES OUT!</strong></p><p> </p><p> <strong>'FIVE MINUTES REMAIN'</strong> </p><p> </p><p> The former right hand man in the Syndicate is righteously pissed as he yells at the referee that the match should be over, which allows Taylor to sneak up from behind, and get an inside cradle for a two count. Hawkins kicks out, immediately goes on the attack, but Taylor is ready for him, and Wolf goes right into the corner, and into a crucifix pin by Taylor. Hawkins kicks out again, but Taylor grabs Wolf after the kickout, pulls him up, and nails him with a powerbomb into a lungblower, for a near fall. Taylor goes for a lariat, Hawkins ducks under again – <strong>WOLF AT THE DOOR! FULL MOON RISING!</strong> This time, he nails it, but he takes too long to cover and Taylor is able to get his feet barely on the ropes. </p><p> </p><p> Hawkins is fully in freak out mode, and he picks up Taylor again. He gets him close to the ropes, and the Los Angeles crowd begins to buzz as Hawkins pulls Taylor up in position – <strong>ROUGH RIDE?!? NO!</strong> As he went to drop Taylor on the ropes, the former PGHW competitor slips out, sends Hawkins into the corner – Victory Roll gets a near fall, Taylor quickly scrambles up, and drills Hawkins with the running high knee, then pulls him up – <strong>BUTTERFLY LOCK! BUTTERFLY LOCK!</strong> He's trying to get the hold fully locked in, but the crowd is counting down the time limit, as Hawkins fights off Taylor fully locking in the hold, then finally pushes Taylor off, leading to both men leveling shots at each other, right in the middle of the Total Championship Wrestling ring as time expires, the bell rings, but both men continue to fight, until TCW officials come out an separate them. </p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts:</em></strong> An absolutely great match, with the only downside that the crowd figured out, with about five minutes left that this was going to a time limit draw, and there was not going to be a finish, so they stopped buying anything, as the actual finish.</p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>Main Event | Aaron Andrews vs. Bryan Vessey vs. Eddie Peak vs. Rocky Golden vs. Sammy Bach vs. Troy Tornado | </strong></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong><span style="color:#4B0082;">TCW World Heavyweight Title</span></strong></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong> | </strong></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong><span style="color:#8B0000;">Psycho Chamber</span></strong></span></p><p> </p><p> <img alt="66BiOcI.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/66BiOcI.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="nh6xQTD.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/nh6xQTD.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="1j8cq79.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/1j8cq79.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> <img alt="ZZi73wC.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/ZZi73wC.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="hrGqBn7.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/hrGqBn7.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><img alt="QYKdUf2.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/QYKdUf2.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> While the Psycho Cage gets set up, by the TCW crew, we get a video going over everything since Andrews won the belt at Threatening Behavior, including the various ways that everybody qualified for the Mayhem Chamber, including RDJ coming back to cost American Buffalo his qualifier against Rocky Golden, Bryan Vessey making Human Arsenal tapout, Troy Tornado facing off against Mighty Mo with Tornado advancing thanks to Jay Chord, Bryan Vessey and Eddie Peak running over midcard babyfaces in the form of Giant Tana & Benny Benson, then Sammy Bach returning to win the 'Last Chance' Battle Royal after Taylor & Hawkins fought to a double pin in the qualifiers. The announcers went over the rules – five minutes to start off, with a new wrestler coming in every five minutes after that, with pinfalls able to happen at anytime. The crowd popped, as Sammy Bach was the first man to get 'randomly' selected to enter the ring, then they really came to their feet, as Bryan Vessey was the next man to enter the ring, as the announce team went over how Vessey had tried to end Bach's career, only a couple of months ago. The two men circle each other, and they're evenly matched, since while Bryan may be heavier, Bach is far more 'cut', and the two grapplers stay entangled in several corners, to begin the match, as the crowd stays buzzing. </p><p> </p><p> Bach eventually takes the early advantage with his own strikes, forearms, and elbows, before nailing Vessey with a big time backdrop-style suplex. One problem though, it's Bryan Vessey, so the long time Japanese veteran immediately pops up and runs over Bach with his Vessey Line variant of the clothesline, then picks up Bach and sends him flying with a Half Nelson Suplex, that gets a pop from the Total Wrestling audience, even if it's coming from somebody like Vessey. The former member of one of the greatest tag teams in wrestling history goes to work, taking aim at the various limbs of Bach, before grabbing him, and with a ease, tosses him into the air with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex, that hits the top of the Chamber, and sends Bach face-first down to the mat. With the crowd clapping and stomping for Bach, Vessey picked up 'Everyone's Favorite Degenerate', but as Bryan went for the Spinning DVD known as the <strong>Vessey Driver</strong>, Bach slipped out, rebounded off the ropes, and drilled Bach with a big-time dropkick, followed by a few hip tosses, leading to Sammy then sending Vessey out to the unforgiving metal steel that makes up the space between the various chambers. </p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#8B0000;"><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>BUZZ!</strong></span></span></p><p> </p><p> To a big response, the next pod that unlocked was...Eddie F'N Peak. 'The Devil's Forgotten Son' raged out of the chamber and immediately went after Bach, grabbing him by the air, and launching him into the side of the steel chamber with a big-time slam, that was followed quickly by a sickening DDT on the steel mesh, between the two chambers. Vessey eventually got up, and smiled as he saw Peak taking apart Bach, but he got a rude awakening as the moment he got close to Eddie and attempted to make an alliance, he got a headbutt, and a clothesline back inside the ring for his troubles. As Peak and Vessey began to trade shots in the middle of the ring, with headbutts, elbows, punches, and forearms all getting involved, Sammy Bach slowly cleared the cobwebs that tend to form when Eddie Peak sets his sights on you, then likely in part due to the damage he already had faced, Sammy began to climb the now empty pod of Eddie Peak, while both Peak and Vessey continued to brawl in the middle of the ring. While the crowd began to rise, both of his opponents did not realize Sammy Bach getting to the top of the pod, playing to the Los Angeles crowd, then diving on top of both Eddie and Bryan with an <strong>ADRENALINE SHOT</strong> (Blockbuster)! </p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#8B0000;"><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong>BUZZ!</strong></span></span></p><p> </p><p> It wasn't very pretty, but it was effective, as all three men were down, but Sammy got up first, but as he raised his hands to the crowd – WHACK! Aaron Andrews from behind with the running knee, then the TCW World Champion sent Bach into the ropes, and took him down with a massive kitchen sink style attack to the gut. Raising his arms to the booing crowd, Andrews picked up the fallen Vessey – <strong>PRINT THE LEGEND</strong> (Angel's Wings)! <strong>NO</strong><strong><strong>! A rising Eddie Peak nails him from behind, as the crowd surprisingly cheers. As usual, Eddie Peak is chaos personified, as he picks up Bach and ragdolls him into the corner. He picks up Vessey – ugly gutwrench suplex, then Vessey rolls into the steel mesh on the outside of the actual ring. Now, he grabs Andrews, and </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong> (Giant Swing into the Turnbuckle). A surprising chant of 'Peak, Peak, Peak' rises, as he grabs the TCW World Champion – </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>PEAK OF PERFECTION</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong> (Crucifix Powerbomb)! Andrew slides out, comes off the ropes, rebound lariat knocks Peak, then out of nowhere, Sammy Bach comes in with the springboard dropkick onto Peak, then sends him down to the mat. Sammy Bach and Aaron Andrews look at each other for a moment, then they both point to Peak, as we now have an alliance of convenience. Andrews hits the Standing Hot Shot, as Bach comes off the top with another Adrenaline Shot, but Peak kicks out at two, and he does not seem happy! </strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong> </strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong> </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="color:#8B0000;"><span style="font-size:12px;">BUZZ!</span></span></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong> </strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong> While Peak roars, Andrew knees Bach in the kidneys, leaving him to waste, as he backs into the corner, only to back right into...ROCKY GOLDEN! The TCW World Champion turns around, shocked, facing down the former champion who he has never actually pinned – ROCKY ROAD (Urange)! Andrews kicks out at two, but the crowd cheers at the big-time offense from Golden, while Peak and Bach trade shots for a moment, until Bryan Vessey grabs Bach from behind and suplexes from the ring to the outside mesh! Peak and Vessey nod to each other, then go after Golden, as Andrews recovers in the corner. The former TCW World Champion does his best to valiantly fight off both men, but the numbers game eventually catches up and – </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>DOUBLE DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX!</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>RELEASE GERMAN BY VESSEY!</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>SHEER DROP DDT BY PEAK!</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong> Vessey looks like he's going to put on a modified camel clutch, but he gets spun around – rising crescent kick by Sammy Bach, who has come back to life. He sends Vessey into the corner, while Peak looks on blankly, big time splash, then as Vessey stumbles out – KICK! KICK! KICK! KICK! KICK! </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>ROUNDHOUSE KICK KNOCKS VESSEY DOWN!</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong><strong><strong><strong>HE TURNS AROUND – PEAK & ANDREWS ROLL OVER HIM WITH A DOUBLE LARIAT!</strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> Now, they pick up Vessey – Peak gets him in position – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>SPIKE PILEDRIVER! NO!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> Vessey blocks it, backdrops Peak, then </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>VESSEY LINE ON ANDREWS!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="color:#8B0000;"><span style="font-size:12px;">BUZZ!</span></span></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Everybody is down, as Troy Tornado arrogantly walks out of his pod, completely fresh, with all the advantages of the world. He walks over to Rocky Golden, the man who Tornado has claimed has 'stole his spot', and kicks him a few times. Now, he grabs Golden – gets him in position – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>STAR MAKER</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (Delayed Brainbuster)! NO! Golden slipped out! Tornado turns around – big time clothesline by Rocky Golden! Modified DDT by Rocky, that he calls the </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>Golden Gun</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>! Rocky picks Tornado up – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>ROCKY ROAD!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (Urange) The former World Champion goes up top – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>GOLDEN STAR SPLASH</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (Pump Splash) – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>ONE! TWO! THREE! TORNADO IS GONE!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> The crowd is shocked, Tornado is pissed, but the referee sends him to the exit, and the crowd pops like mad as Golden makes his way over to the series of fallen bodies that are slowly getting up. He grabs Aaron Andrews – big time suplex. Then, a big boot by Rocky Golden. Shoulderbreaker by the former World Champion, then he snaps up the man who took the title without ever defeating him and...</strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>LOCKS HIM IN THE RACK! RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! GOLDEN HAS GOT HIM! NO! NO! EDDIE PEAK GOT UP AND HIT ROCKY WITH A HUGE BIG BOOT!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>Aaron Andrews flies on to the mesh, and Eddie Peak grabs Rocky Golden – kick to the gut and Eddie Peak absolutely nails him with the Peak of Perfection. He's not going for the pin though, as Sammy Bach has somehow got to his feet – running knee by Bach sends Peak stumbling backwards, but as Bach rushes him again – Peak is ready and snaps Sammy to the mat with a huge powerslam. Now, Peak goes back to Golden, who is trying to fight back, but yikes, Eddie Peak bites him. Eddie Peak bites and tears at the skin of Rocky Golden, and we've got some blood. We've got some color. Eddie Peak continues to tear and attack at Rocky Golden, then he grabs him – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>DEVIL'S PEAK! DEVIL'S PEAK!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (Backdrop Driver) </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>ONE! TWO! THREE! ROCKY GOLDEN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Total Championship Wrestling staff come into the ring, to help Rocky Golden out, but Eddie Peak is not done – he throws the bleeding Golden out of the cage on to the floor, goes outside, and picks Golden up – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>F5 ON TO THE GUARDRAIL!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> Referees, officials, and lower card wrestlers are all out there protecting Golden, as Peak is told to get back into the ring. While this is happening, back inside, Bryan Vessey has Sammy Bach – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>VESSEY DRIVER! NO!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> Bach slips out – big time knee strike by Bach, he picks Vessey barely up – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>KOBE BOMB</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (Roll-Through Power Bomb)! ONE! TWO! THREE! Vessey is shocked, but he is also gone from the match. </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Eddie Peak is slowly getting back in the ring, while Aaron Andrews has finally struggled back to a vertical base, and he's talking to Sammy Bach. These two men don't like each other, but they know a monster who has tasted blood is facing them down, with an evil grin on his face. Bach shrugs, nods to Aaron and both men rush Peak, only for Eddie to run them over with a massive shoulderblock. Peak picks Andrews up – and press slams him up into the chamber mesh, then he grabs Bach around the neck, and he sends Sammy flying into one of the pods, as if Bach was a child. Now, Peak is on the warpath – he has Andrews – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>PEAK! OF! PERFECT – NO!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> Sammy Bach out of nowhere with the missile dropkick, and it sends Peak flying out of the ring, into the mesh. Bach continues his attach, springboard off the ropes, twisting attack on Peak sends him back into the steel mesh, and then Sammy backdrops him on to unforgiving coiled steel springs. Andrews is up, signals to Bach, and the crowd reaction is mixed – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>DRAPING DDT BY ANDREWS ON TO PEAK TO BRING HIM BACK INTO THE RING!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> Aaron Andrew gets him barely up – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>PRINT THE LEGEND</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>! Sammy Bach from the top rope – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>ADRENALINE SHOT</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>! Peak is stumbling around, Aaron Andrews has now also gone to the top of one of the pods – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>FLYING TWISTING BODY PRESS</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>! Peak rolls through, and with a roar, tosses Andrew off, but Andrews hits him with a rolling koppo kick, followed by a ripcord lariat, then a big-time </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>B...T...O</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>! (Modified STO). Peak gets back up, but Andrews is ready – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>GENERATION GAP</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (Zig Zag)! Bach is up top, he's turning the clock back – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>BACH IN BLACK</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> (450 SPLASH)! </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>ONE! TWO! THREE! PEAK KICKS RIGHT OUT AFTER THREE!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Officials and referees are right away inside, to bring Peak out of the ring – Bach slowly gets up, turns around – </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>NO! GENERATION GAP OUT OF NOWHERE BY THE WORLD CHAMPION! ONE! TWO! THREE! ANDREWS RETAINS!</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> The Pay Per View ends, the same way the Threatening Behavior did – Aaron Andrews with the TCW World Title held high, but still not having defeated the former World Champion. </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><em>Bryan's Thoughts:</em></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> The booking was kind of odd, but it made sense they didn't want Andrews or Rocky to be directly involved with each other as a finish, Tornado looking like a fool isn't that bad, and Peak being a monster heel always gets over. Plus, other feuds like Bach-Vessey didn't really have a definite ending, so they continue as well. Very good match, especially the finishing run with Peak vs. Andrews & Bach, with Andrews being the cocky, sneaky heel that he's been built as, especially since he's taken the belt.</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong>Official Results per TotalWrestling.com</strong></strong></strong></strong></strong><strong><strong><strong><strong> - </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> <table border="0" bgcolor=#FFFFFF><tr><td align="left" width = "800"> <details><summary></summary>1. Devine Fortune d. Biggins & Benson and Canadian Animals in 10:34 when Devine pinned Fortune</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> 2. American Buffalo fought Ricky Dale Johnson to a Double Countout in 11:41</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> 3. The New Wave defeated Joel Bryant & Brent Hill when Bryant was pinned after a Wave of Mutilation in 13:39</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> 4. Marc Speed © retained the TCW International Title in a three way match against Jay Chord & Mighty Mo, making Jay Chord tap out in 17:31</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> 5. The Behemoths © retained the TCW World Tag Titles, defeating Giant Tana & Danny Fonzarelli, when Titan pinned Fonzarelli after 9:54</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> 6. Joshua Taylor drew with Wolf Hawkins when the time limit was reached after 30 minutes</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> 7. Aaron Andrews © won the Psycho Chamber match, retaining the TCW World Heavyweight Title, last eliminating Sammy Bach in 38:52. Other eliminations were as follows - </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> </strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Rocky Golden eliminated Troy Tornado at 26:44</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Eddie Peak eliminated Rocky Golden at 32:01</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Sammy Bach eliminated Bryan Vessey at 33:41</strong></strong></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><strong><strong> Sammy Bach & Aaron Andrews eliminated Eddie Peak at 38:39</strong></strong></strong></strong></p>
  10. <p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="46421" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>So, everybody assumed this was dead, right? <p> </p><p> I do not blame you. Because, in fact, this was pretty dead, because I hit a pretty bad patch of writer's block, got disconcerted, then it looked like the new edition of TEW would be out pretty soon. </p><p> </p><p> Thanks to the combination of TEW not being out until next summer, a blast of writing pointed at this project, and a slight bit of guilt, I decided to kick this back into gear, but since I still have some coding and such to do to get the first show to post correctly, I've decided to start out a little prediction game, with...TCW Psycho Circus</p><p> </p><p> Now, you may be saying, "but Jesse, that's a show that happens before the start of TEW 2016, and more importantly, we already know most of the results, since we can all look at whose champion."</p><p> </p><p> This is all true, which is why many of the points, in this initial prediction game, will depend on seeing how I'm booking his PPV that already happened. So, go ahead and do your best, and the PPV results, along with more writing will be up in a little bit. </p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><img alt="k0pi858.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/k0pi858.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:14px;"><strong>TCW World Heavyweight Title - Psycho Chamber Match</strong></span> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">Aaron Andrews © vs. Bryan Vessey vs. Eddie Peak vs. Rocky Golden vs. Sammy Bach vs. Troy Tornado</span> </p><p> </p><p> <em>Who Will Enter First & Second?</em></p><p> <em>Who Will Enter Last?</em></p><p> <em>Who will defeat Rocky Golden?</em></p><p> <em>Who Will Be The Last Man Defeated?</em></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:14px;"><strong>TCW International Title Match</strong></span></p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">Marc Speed © vs. Mighty Mo vs. Jay Chord</span></p><p> </p><p> <em>Who takes the fall?</em></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:14px;"><strong>TCW World Tag Title Match</strong></span> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">The Behemoths © vs. Giant Tana & Danny Fonzarelli</span></p><p> </p><p> <em>How Long Will The Match Last:</em> </p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">Joshua Taylor vs. Wolf Hawkins</span></p><p> <em>Prediction:</em></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">Ricky Dale Johnson vs. American Buffalo w/ Floyd Goldworthy</span></p><p> <em>Prediction:</em> </p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">The New Wave vs. Brent Hill & Joel Bryant</span></p><p> <em>Prediction:</em> </p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-size:12px;">Benny Benson & Bart Biggins vs. The Canadian Animals vs. Devine Fortune</span></p><p> <em>Prediction:</em> </p><p> <em>Who Takes the Fall?</em></p>
  11. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Hashasheen" data-cite="Hashasheen" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="46882" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>I don't usually play Mexico much, or watch lucha libre IRL. But something I've noticed is the propensity CMLL to have generations of families on their roster, with even AAA and UWA having generational stars as well. <p> </p><p> And while I know that's more related to nepotism than the dojo mentality of Japan, it does have me thinking if that would be a good way to simulate the stars who are unlikely to leave one company for another because their spot is assured.</p><p> </p><p> This obviously wouldn't work for all products, and I'd have to check and see which promotions in Mexico could trigger it (OLLIE seems like a sound pick), but does it make sense, for people reading this?</p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Mexico's weird, because at least IRL, it's loyal and incredibly unloyal at the same time. People jump from CMLL to AAA and back and then to various indies all the time, but at the same time, there are intense connections because in many ways, lucha is a family business. </p><p> </p><p> So, one thing that could happen is loyalty could be activated if a lot of the same family members work for the same company - ala, the Samoan's in the RL WWE or if say, some of the extended Casa/Felino family jump to AAA or a made up fed, the other members of that family are more apt to jump there as well.</p>
  12. "For example, a new signing can be given a "strong opening" push that means they'll rarely if ever lose for the first few months that they're with the company, a promising young talent can be strapped to the proverbial rocket so that they rise fast through the rankings, or an ageing veteran can be given "phase out" instructions where they'll start losing more and more to gradually move them down the card. This allows the AI to have a more realistic long-term plan." 2002 Brock pushes are now possible for the AI.
  13. <div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><img alt="ezcUfXl.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/ezcUfXl.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Cup of Cappuccino</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Calabasas, California</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>December 22nd, 2015</strong></span></span><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> For the past week, it'd been an avalanche of phone calls, social media messages, emails, and texts sliding between various parts of the Total Championship Wrestling machine, doing my best to consider the state of play, as I talked to various members of the office, the talent, and various other employees who nobody outside of the company itself knew who either existed. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I'd had an interesting, but quite concerning meeting with the social media team, who largely consisted of a barely out of college marketing major, the older brother of Troy Tornado, and a couple of former second tier wrestling news writers who'd been snapped up by Tommy a few years previous, largely because they'd rated TCW PPV's very well. In general, despite being the youngest member of the team, the marketing member had the brightest ideas and despite the fact that Tornado's brother was officially in charge, I'd handed over much of the keys to the kingdom, including the official company social media accounts and a mandate to create some personality profiles for the roster, over to her, with the ability to delegate as needed. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> On the other hand, despite some initial chilliness due to the initial post-sale BriCo budget cutbacks, the meeting with the production crew and backstage team had gone much better. We'd gone over the various music choices for the wrestlers, that were vastly out of date for some, since it the words of one of the crew members, 'Tommy's music tastes never got out of the 80's' and anything that was slightly more in-tune with the past twenty five years had either been brought in by the wrestler themselves or the work of a crew member who'd snuck it in the music mix at the arena. I gave the OK to upgrade most of the rosters entrance music to something far more recent, despite the increased cost, and in addition, promised some slightly better equipment in general. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> The other main gripe that the crew had, was something I could easily sell to my bosses, was an improvement in the overall live event feel. Both New York and Reverie had charity tie-ins, special VIP packages, and backstage access. Aside from a few very major shows, the biggest perks we had for big spenders was some free t-shirts and maybe a quick visit before the show. BriCo always loves to be on the cutting edge, so selling them on the extra cost of setting everything up, was easily approved. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Also, I went over the current merchandising numbers with the actual office, who still were largely in the nondescript office out in suburban Orange County, far away from the glitz and glamour of Hollywood or the gleaming glass towers of downtown Los Angeles, where BriCo was located. Which was probably best for everyone involved, as otherwise, the building would continually get beset by wrestling fans, who'd probably be disappointed that the only people in the building were a bunch of HR folks, some accountants, and some travel liaisons. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Then, there was the meetings with the actual roster, or rather, the lack of meetings with the actual roster. I'd sent out introductory emails or texts to most of the main event roster, but most of them were busy working house shows, involved in holiday season events, either by themselves or through BriCo, or quietly ignored me. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Which made it slightly amusing to me that the only person who'd gotten back to me to set-up a one-on-one meeting was the guy considered the Figurehead of the whole damn company – Rocky Golden. Well, Rocky himself had called me back, but his assistant Melanie had and after some phone calls back and forth, I'd been told Rocky would have some time free today, and if I'd like to chat with him. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> So, here I was up in Calabasas, the home of reality TV stars, the ex-wives of various Hollywood executives, and other people with much better credit ratings to me. In many ways, despite being in a button-up shirt and khakis, I felt severely under-dressed as I saw women with $2,000 purses drive up to the coffee shop in Mercedes and Jaguars, while guys who looked straight out of central casting chatted on the patio. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><img alt="88dd6zZ.jpg" data-src="https://i.imgur.com/88dd6zZ.jpg" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> After a few more moments of sitting by myself, the large form of Rocky came over to me, a smoothie in his head, very well dressed, but still looking quite casual as he extended his head. Even in a place like this, his size and good looks stood out, and I even saw a few people fervently typing out something on their phone, after realizing who was in the coffee shop with them. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Ya' know, I'm surprised,” I began, looking down at my own cup of coffee. “You were the last member of the roster I contacted that I'd expect to have the time or inclination to want a one-on-one with me, before I officially started.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “How come,” Rocky responded, completely at ease, with a small grin. “Whether or not I've got the belt, I'm still the guy drawing the houses and buyrates. It's important I keep an eye on what choices the company is making, and make sure I've got a decent relationship with the Powers That Be.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Well, I'm not a power of much of anything,” I replied, with a small smirk. “I'm just the guy they got who admitted he liked wrestling and gave enough not terrible ideas that I was drafted to oversee things. If things go South, I'll be replaced with an even more blander corporate suit who will be looking to further shift you guys into SWF or USPW Version Two Point Zero.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I mean, in some ways, wouldn't that be better for me” Rocky replied. “After all, what does the Internet claim? That I couldn't have a good match without either Brent laying it out for me or somebody like Wolf carrying things for me?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Well, other than the giant pile of money, you had a chance to jump before and you didn't, so you must enjoy some parts of being the underdog,” I replied. “Plus, if you jump to New York, you've got to wait for the Eisen's to realize Jack Bruce is getting long in the tooth and if you jump over to Reverie, some would claim they've got a better version of you already in the main event.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I knew I was pushing Golden a bit, but I had to see how he would react. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Nah, Nicky's a good guy, from the couple of times we've run into each other, but let's both be honest, he'd sink pretty quickly at this end of the pool. I'd never claim to be Wolf or Joshua in-ring, but I can hold my own, and do what needs to be done. Anyway though, here's the difference between myself and frankly, most of the rest of the main event roster, Jesse. A lot of the guys either have no idea what's been going wrong or even worse, they don't give a damn.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I mean, there are a lot of good wrestling minds - “ </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I'm not talking about guys who can work a good match. Yes, Vessey, RDJ, Taylor are all great hands in the ring. They aren't business guys though. On the other hands, there are the guys who could've called you back, but who were too busy with extracurricular activities to get involved,” Rocky replied, taking a jump of his smoothie. “I'd invite you to take a quick look at Hawkin's Instagram feed when we're done here. All I'm saying is, even putting aside the injuries, there's a reason why Cornell didn't put ole' Drew in place as the Ace before he ran off to London.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “I'm not looking to get involved in political or personal bullcrap, Rocky,” I said, attempting to get things back on track. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Then, you're in the wrong damn business,” he said, pointedly. “Look, I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I'm still here, along with the giant pile of money, because I firmly believe this company can still be number one with a bullet. We've got the talent, we've got the ability, but what we haven't had in the past couple of years is the leadership. Cornell was trying to keep things above water, you had backstage idiocy, and most importantly, we weren't ready.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Weren't ready for what?” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “The guys down in Atlanta. You know Packer had a meeting with Cornell, right? He wanted to buy the company, lock, stock, and barrel, but part of the requirement was a move toward the type of product that USPW currently has, and for Cornell to promise to be around for the next couple of years. Well, Tommy was getting homesick and probably more importantly, to quote him – 'I ain't turnin' my bloody promotion into some candy land crap to stay alive.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Then, he sold it to a toy company.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Only because he was almost broke and the toy company promised autonomy.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Yet, I'm here.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Indeed, you are. Now, the thing is, I've put what I believe on the table. Let's go over your plans. Sell me.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> So, I began to sell. My overall vision of the company, the Women's Division, getting a better TV contract, ideas about booking, and such. Soon, an hour had passed, and as I was explaining some plans for a possible developmental territory, Rocky stopped me. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> “Well, I've got to do a photo shoot in about a half an hour and traffic is terrible. From everything you've told me, man, I'm on board. Just be ready for a shitshow at the Pay Per View. Brent's a great worker, but his best ideas were for finishes and individual angles, not booking a whole company. Then again, that's probably why Rhodes chose him for the booker, so he wouldn't have to take the fall.”</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I was about to respond, when the nearly three hundred pound adonis waved me off, “a story for another time. It was a pleasure talking to you, but I've got to go.” </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> We shook hands, and I saw him sign a few autographs and pose for a few social media pictures, before getting in his very nice BMW, and pulling out. I wasn't sure if I'd just been worked or if Golden actually had respect for me, but I guess I'd soon find out.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></span><span>http://i.imgur.com/IOICdaP.jpg</span></p>
  14. http://i.imgur.com/2b9zdTR.jpg BriCo Headquarters Los Angeles, California December 16th, 2015 A career at one of the biggest toy manufacturers in the world wasn't exactly the plan I had when I was young – I had dreams of writing the Great American Novel, getting involved in politics, or even traveling the world, eventually. However, life happens. A college degree gets you in the door, but it doesn't allow you to rise, which I had did after I had largely stumbled into a marketing job with a degree disconnected from my job completely, even if I'll happily talk to you about the 1940 Democratic Convention, if you want. For nearly the past decade, I'd gone from job to job, from department to department, creating plans for marketing the various action figures, dolls, toys, building sets, and other bits of the growing conglomerate, from the unassuming office building in suburban Los Angeles. About six months ago, something happened that I was completely surprised by – the congratulatory email that BriCo had bought Total Championship Wrestling, bringing it into the family. For most of the folks at work, it was remarked upon without much incident. Some jokes about new action figures to make, cage matches during morning meetings, that sort of thing. It was just another acquisition, which brought some more IP that could allow the company to grow. I'd always loved wrestling, but like any good adult in the corporate world, I didn't mention it in polite company. A few weeks ago though, there had been an open e-mail for people in the company that were open to move over to the TCW division of the company, “to better achieve growth in both the near and long-term for BriCo industries, via input in the overall creative process.” Almost on a lark, I'd sent in an e-mail to the address mentioned, going over how I was a wrestling fan, how'd TCW stumbled in their booking, and the various ways I change the product, while keeping thes core of the promotion intact. A few exchanges later, I was now waiting in the room, only for the door to open and Brent Hill, Kyle Rhodes, and the Vice President in charge of that part of the company to sit down across from me. After some handshakes and small talk, Brent Hill said, directly, “so, we were told you had some good ideas to make sure USPW and SWF don't completely roll us over in the new year? Evidently, what we were doing isn't good enough for the Powers That Be.” “Well, it's not so much that what you're doing is anything terrible – we're not talking about XFW or early 90's SWF, but I believe, as somebody who'd been watching you guys for years, that you're stuck in a rut. The underlying ideas are solid, but it's without the fire, surprises, or even slight differences that make things stand out to a casual fan and more importantly, stops a casual fan from deciding to pay more attention to USPW & SWF, especially since they've got far more flash.” “The lack of flash is why we've been successful though,” Hill replied, still wearing a slight sneer. “It's why Tommy left Supreme so long ago. Do you want us to start throwing in girls in short skirts or turn the clock back to 1985?” “No, no, nothing like that,” I replied, taking a swig of my coffee. “The underlying core of treating the product like serious sports has a serious niche, especially as USPW doubles down on Champion and SWF continues to depend on Jack Bruce until he falls apart. There just needs to be some slight twists and turns. To turn a terrible phrase, the steak is still prime cut, USDA stuff. But, even if you've got a great piece of meat, you need a little bit of sizzle to sell it, along with some new sides on the menu to make people feel like it's not the same exact restaurant they visited before?” “See, I told you the guy isn't a complete mark,” Kyle Rhodes added in for the first time. “Look, when Tommy sold the company, we realized the we couldn't stay completely freestanding, without any input from the home office. This is still a wrestling company though, and we've got a roster full of guys who are with us, because they want to be part of a wrestling company, not the SWF or USPW.” “I totally agree,” I replied. “Let's go over a few things. If you believe my ideas are trash, then I'll walk away, and go back to figuring how to sell action figures of Space Bears to nine year old boys. That's all I'm asking.” “Shoot,” Hill said. “First of all, we need a little more focus on characters. I'm not talking about over-the-top things like old school Supreme or HGC. But, one problem is that entirely too many people on the current roster doesn't have much of a character beyond wrestler that likes to wrestle and win. Which is perfectly fine, if you've got an incredibly charismatic couple of folks to carry the show, but you've lost a couple of those guys. On the other hand, there are guys on the roster who can be tweaked enough, turning things up not to a eleven, but up to like an eight, so they can be a larger than life version of themselves, while still having great matches.” “Do you've got some actual examples,” Rhodes added in, looking up from some papers he was looking at. “I think guys like Golden, Andrews, and the like have been given solid characterization and angles to push their storylines forward.” “If I was brought in, I wouldn't change a thing about Golden & Andrews. They're both the future of the company, but I'd like to point out, there's the rest of the roster that could be used almost as well – Wolf Hawkins has been stuck as nothing more than a cocky youngster for years, Joshua Taylor is a random wrestler who wrestled in Japan for a long time, and somebody like Bach who had a solid character has been watered down to nothing more than a trope. All of those wrestlers, who are all great in-ring, could be tweaked to be more inventive characters, while still putting on awesome matches.” “Look, when Cornell sold the company - “ Hill tried to say, but I cut him off. “I get it. Tommy slightly screwed you guys. Let me finish though – the future of TCW needs to be solid to great wrestlers who have charisma, instead of just a bunch of great wrestlers who are just great wrestlers. That type of thing can get you 1,000 screaming loud twentysomething males to hail your shows on the Internet, but will get you ignored by the wider casual audience. Do we all agree with that?” Nods all around. “Good,” I said. “Now, on to point number two – Tommy Cornell is a fantastic wrestler, but he was kind of a crappy businessman. However you look at the numbers, at worst, TCW is the #3 company in the Untied States, with plenty of big stars, but for some reason, our shows are stuck on second tier networks and PPV providers. The TV contract is something we're stuck with for the time being, even though I've got some interesting ideas on how to get around that, depending on the specific wording about what ratings we have to hit, along with other factors. Putting that all aside, even if we can't create our own network or be on the same network as Supreme TV for obvious competitive reasons, there are still plenty of TV stations that we can look toward, along with getting a better PPV provider deal, so we've got an opportunity to get more revenue flowing into the coffers.” “To be honest,” Rhodes said, “the biggest issue is going to be the Total Wrestling contract. It's for another two years, they've got us with some fairly harsh terms, but I believe there's a couple of loopholes we could use to our advantage in the long run. As for the rest, Cornell was the star, so he took care of most of the business side of things. I was given the head office by the suits, because I was the only other guy who had any knowledge of how the entire office worked, as opposed to wrestlers who didn't know most of the folks who worked at the head office or the office folks who didn't even watch the product.” “I'll have some of the lawyers double check it,” I said. “If we could get out of the Time Tunnel deal, I'm sure there's something to be done with this. Now, here's the last thing, and it's probably going to be either the easiest or hardest sell, and I've got no damn clue which it's going to be. Part of the way we need to change the TCW product, without undercutting the foundation of the company, is by creating new stars, including bringing in new faces that can be part of the future of the company, both short and long term.” I paused for a moment, taking another sip of my coffee. “Now, I'm sure you've got a whole folder of guys you want to add, and I can probably guess most of them – the Gagues, that Jameson kid down in Puerto Rico, a chunk of the CZCW roster, some random Japanese guys. I agree, they'd be great additions to the roster, but they wouldn't be that much different. No, I'm thinking about the addition of something totally different, but that will work well within the current dynamic with the show – a Women's Division.” “I mean, I get the idea, but USPW already has one,” Rhodes said, with a skeptical eye. “What would be different about what we're doing?” “Well, putting aside the Strong-sized reason why USPW created the division in the first place, the Women's Division is just as cheesy as the rest of the show and people would skip over it, if the chance of a great Alicia Strong match wasn't a possibility. Our division would consist of the same thing we're aiming with the rest of the show – strong characters who can also go in the ring.” “I don't mind the idea of having a girls division,” Brent said, “but where are we getting them? Anybody too well known is already wrestling for Reverie, up in Canada, or over in Japan.” “That's true,” I replied. “That's why we're going to have to grow things from the ground up. We're going to have grab folks with talent and possibility from both Houston and Seattle, then mold them into the stars they can be.” “The Internet won't be happy about us swopping in like that,” Rhodes added. “But, I agree with the goal.” “The Internet's never happy,” I replied. “When you deal with characters that young males have nostalgia for, you learn that quickly. Yes, Houston and Seattle will cry foul, but we all know how Quine run things up there in the Northwest and Houston has barely kicked into second gear. There's still plenty of independent talent they can add to restock themselves. But, there are wrestlers on both their rosters who could show up on Total Wrestling tomorrow and be perfectly good between the ropes. We've just got to introduce them to the audience, correctly.” “That can be done, as long as we get the right girls,” Brent said. “I've got a list of about twenty. We can narrow them down quick enough, to a final dozen or so that can actually be contacted,” I replied. “As long as we're authorized for the increased spending, I see no issue with it,” Rhodes replied. “Of course, new people on the roster means more people fighting over the same amount of TV time, unless you've got a plan for that.” “I do,” I said, with a small smile. “If everything works out, then nobody should be too worried about losing their spot to a female wrestler. Some will still freak out, because they're wrestlers.” “Well, half the roster will think they're going to be find a new hookup. The other half is going to be upset they have to deal with wives or girlfriends who think they're going to start hooking up with one of the female wrestlers on the roster, but there's not much that can be done about that,” Rhodes added. “Now, we've still got the Pay Per View to end the years. Are there any notes about that?” Hill looked over at me, a little more stern before. This was closer to the face of the guy who'd been half of one of the better tag teams of the past decade. “Honestly, not really. Any decision you can make, I can bounce off of, especially since I highly doubt anybody else is losing their belts so shortly after winning them,” I replied, with a slight pause. More importantly, Malice is usually a blow-off show to start off the year, so most storylines will get finished up there. Over the next couple of weeks though, I want to meet with the production crew, social media team, and a few of the top guys, to feel them out.” “You realize things will start getting leaked the moment you talk to anybody outside of this room,” Kyle replied, as he finished his cup of coffee. “I mean, they're already making up stories about what's happening in the company anyway,” Brent replied. “Since Tommy flew the coop, the same websites that writing stories about us being so underrated act like we don't exist, because there's some new shiny toys over in Japan or down the street at CZCW.” “That's all true, but I'm fully expecting leaks. Hell, I hope they happen, because we all know how the Internet and to a certain extent, our competition will react. The idea of some TV suit like me running things will be mocked to high heaven, and for good reason. Which is right where we want both New York and Reverie,” I said. “Plus, if the plan was, as I was told before, that I'd be introduced to the locker room before the Pay Per View, then it'll be on the front page of various sites as soon as a chunk of the roster can turn their phones on.” “I remember the good ole 'days, where if you wanted to leak something to the sheets, you at least had to wait until you got back to your hotel room after a show,” Brent said, with a slight chuckle, perhaps showing something resembling a smile for the first time this entire meeting. “Regardless, it sounds like a plan,” Kyle replied, standing up. “Stacy will email you contact info for the social media and production crew, while I'll get you phone numbers and emails for the main guys on the roster. They'll all be in town for the end of the year, partly because it's Christmas and a big chunk of the current roster has places here, plus Psycho Circus is going to be down the road. There were some brief handshakes, including another strong one from Hill, then they left. After a moment, there was a small knock on the door an a nameless intern leaned in, a confused look on her face, saying, “Sorry, I believe we need this conference room now.” I stood up, gave a quick apology, but was still mostly thinking to myself, as I looked at the signage that was now in the list of IP that BriCo owned, “wow, this was actually happening.” http://i.imgur.com/IOICdaP.jpg
  15. <p>I wonder how happy the COTT is that you basically commandeered the main COTT titles for large chunks of your run, then left them lying in the dust. </p><p> </p><p> Great job on getting to Cult, though!</p>
  16. Tasmanian Local to Global will be first on my docket, obviously.
  17. That is a list of weird guys, but quasi-charismatic guys I could weirdly see WWE signing in this situation, especially to fill out the bottom of the card.
  18. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="franticloser" data-cite="franticloser" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="43035" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Try just popping in a player and changing the tag belts to floating instead of what I'm guessing mid-card. As for the bigger question, go with what will help you stay involved best.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Yeah, especially in my long-term personal games, I pop into the big feds once a year or so and release the 'dead weight' and fix any world breaking issues like this. Worst case, book a RAW or PPV and change the titles.</p>
  19. Well, Hogan bringing in Ax & Smash well past their sell-by date makes sense for WCW. <img alt="" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" />
  20. <p>Dark Horse</p><p> </p><p> Liv Tyler(2.10 SP)</p><p> - So a total of 850,000 and 100,000 of them upfront + second lead within 4 movies? Deal if that's the deal.</p><p> </p><p> Aimee Garcia(1.05 SP)</p><p> - 275,000?</p><p> </p><p> Agree to both of these.</p>
  21. <p>Dark Horse</p><p> </p><p> I price main supports with second lead's price and minor support iwth the support price.</p><p> </p><p> Alejandro González Iñárritu(1.50 SP)</p><p> - He would like 1,200,000 + 10% of the film's profit. He's fine with only taking 500,000 upfront.</p><p> </p><p> Let's go w/ 400,000 upfront, but 1.2 + 12% of the profit. </p><p> </p><p> Misha Collins(0.85 SP)</p><p> - He will take the job for 765,000. He appreciate the chance of being a lead so he's fine just taking 200,000 upfront.</p><p> </p><p> Agreed. </p><p> </p><p> Jeffery Wright(1.25 SP)</p><p> - He would like 750,000.</p><p> - If you can give him at least a supporting role in any of your next 6 films, then he will do this for 400,000 with a 200,000 upfront.</p><p> </p><p> Agreed to the deal for a supporting role. </p><p> </p><p> Liv Tyler(2.10 SP)</p><p> - She will do it for 1,260,000.</p><p> - She understand that you are a new studio so she would like to help you. If you can give her at least another second lead role in any of your next 6 movies, then she will do this for 950,000 and only get them post-release.</p><p> </p><p> Agreed, if her amount post-release is 750k, but I'll give 100k pre-release and the second lead role will be within the next 4 movies. </p><p> </p><p> Chris Cooper(1.35 SP)</p><p> - He would take 810,000. </p><p> - He's fine lowering the offer to 750,000 and only taking 350,000 upfront if you agree to give him another role(at least support) in your next 4 movies.</p><p> </p><p> Agreed. </p><p> </p><p> Jason Alexdander(1.45 SP)</p><p> - He would like 880,000. He's actually very interested in the character and is willing to help you out so he's fine taking only 300,000 upfront.</p><p> </p><p> 200,000 upfront, but 900,000 total. </p><p> </p><p> Sami Gayle(0.75 SP)</p><p> - She would like 225,000.</p><p> - If you can give her another role(at least a support) in your next 6 movies, then she will do this for 150,000.</p><p> </p><p> Agreed to the support within the next 6 movies. </p><p> </p><p> J.K. Simmons(1.60 SP)</p><p> - He would like 480,000.</p><p> </p><p> 450k? </p><p> </p><p> Aimee Garcia(1.05 SP)</p><p> - She would take 315,000.</p><p> </p><p> 250k?</p><p> </p><p> Martin Sheen(2.60 SP)</p><p> - He will be fine with 25,000.</p><p> </p><p> Agreed.</p>
  22. Studio Name: Polish Bishop Studios Founder Name(i.e. your IGN): Jesse Ewiak Studio Bonus: marketing genius Title: Dark Horse Rating (i.e. G, PG, PG-13, R, NC-17): PG-13 Genre: Political Thriller Brief summary of the movie: In the closing days of a vicious primary campaign for an open Congressional seat, secrets and scandals come out that could cause fractures within a family amid a possible political earthquake. Amount you plan to spend on production: 300,000 Amount you plan to spend on marketing: 200,000 You then must list the actors/actresses/directors you want to contact for this film. You should include things like: Director - Alejandro González Iñárritu Matthew Starling (Lead) - Current Asst. District Attorney and the surprising front runner for a vacant seat in Congress as primary day approaches. Offering To - Misha Collins Thomas Pynch (Main Support) - Starling's campaign manager. A genius, self-destructive, with his own secrets and machinations that have led to him becoming involved in Starling's campaign. Offering To - Jeffery Wright Allison Creighton-Starling (Main Support) - Starling's wife, a scion of old money who has guide her husband in the halls of power, with the help of her father and other powerful figures. Offering To - Liv Tyler State Senator William Conrad II (Main Support) - The presumed front-runner, but stuffy and off-putting and as a result, has lost support as the race has come to it's conclusion. Offering To - Chris Cooper Clyde Devearaux (Main Support) - Conrad's 'fixer', a man who makes Pynch look like an angel. Willing to do absolutely anything to get the win. Offering To - Jason Alexander Ashley Starling (Minor Support) - Starling's daughter, who has a secret that may cause great damage to Starling's political career. Offering To - Sami Gayle Edwin Branch (Minor Support) - The main lawyer for the Starling family and the man who does the dirty work for Allison's father. Offering To - J.K. Simmons Maria Vasquez (Minor Support) - TV Reporter for the local news channel who has been shadowing both campaigns in the final weeks. Offering To - Aimee Garcia Senator James Crotty (Cameo) - The long-time Senator for the state. Offering To - Martin Sheen
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