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JD Morgan* vs. James Justice vs. Davis Wayne Newton - XWA US Title Triple Threat

 

Always a little harder to tell with predictions, with games starting in the future because you don't know how much the old guys skills have depreciated and how much the young guys have improved. Anyway I'll go the safe bet here and say that Morgan retains.

 

East Coast Assassins vs. Team XDW

 

Even if you dressed Team XDW up in Beatles costumes they still wouldn't be good enough to get the win here ;)

 

Johnny Martin vs. Jackpot Jordan

 

Jackpot Jordan wasn't all that great back in 2008, then again Johnny Martin is now really old and broken down, saying all that I'm going for the wily old vet to pull it out of the bag here.

 

Jefferson Stardust vs. Teddy Powell

 

I take it that Stardust has got his in-ring ability up to a reasonable enough level now, to be put over as a star performer. Anyway you seem to be pushing the rockstar hard to he should win here against a man who has career midcarder written all over him wherever he turns up.

 

Madman Boone vs. Doug Peak - Fans Bring the Weapons

 

I'd doubt this match will actually have a single wrestling move in it, it'll be all weapons and fisticuffs. Anyway Boone seems a little more talented out of these so, so I'll tip him to win.

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OOC:

 

Just to settle up for the predictions given. There were several of you that only missed one match, so, since the XWA and NYCW is all about love, I offer Tigerkinney, Dragonmack, Doctor Jones, Foolinc, Phantom Stranger, Bigpapa, SeanMcFly, and James Casey a 2013 Rip Chord Invitational T-Shirt.

 

 

 

 

 

The only problem is that they were in Rip's office, in a box, so some of them smell like mouthwash...........or schnapps.

 

Also, they are all sized small, and have those caps sleeves that chicks dig.

 

Enjoy.

 

:)

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JD Morgan* vs. James Justice vs. Davis Wayne Newton - XWA US Title Triple Threat

 

We'll keep it safe and say Morgan wins.

 

East Coast Assassins vs. Team XDW

 

XDW has grit, determination, mental toughness, and all those other made up variables people use when they are talking about somebody that's not actually good. Their will to win will not be enough.

 

Johnny Martin vs. Jackpot Jordan

 

Eh, he beat Rick Sanders, so no reason to have him lose after that.

 

Jefferson Stardust vs. Teddy Powell

 

Look like Stardust is the wrestler his mug shot always intended him to be. Awesome to see.

 

Madman Boone vs. Doug Peak - Fans Bring the Weapons

 

I'll be volunteering a cowbell for Mr. Boone to use.

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<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>People turn toward the entranceway as Rick Sanders slowly pulls it together in the ring; a huge boo ripples through the building when Jefferson Stardust pushes through the curtain. And when he pushes back his sunglasses, letting them come to rest on top of his head, his lip curling into a sneer, they really let him have it.<p> </p><p> </p><p> “I am your hero, I know.”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> More boos.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “I am the guy who actually screws the girls that you whack off to, you f*cking geeks, and that’s why you hate me. I get it. Whatever.”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> He shoots the cuffs of his huge feathered robe, which on this occasion he wears bare-chested, with jeans.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “I’m sure you’re wondering why I left Pittsburgh to come up to New York; why I left Mitch Naess and Pittsburgh Steel Wrestling?”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> The crowd is all up in his business and he gives it right back to them.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “The reason I’m here…….?”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> He pulls his sunglasses up, letting them rest on top of his head.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “I’m here for your girlfriends……”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> He smiles.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “……for your wives, your sisters, your daughters…..”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> He is nearly drowned out by the angry audience.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “…..and for some of you douchebags, your mothers.”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> The heat he is drawing is fabulous. The real, sh*t-your-pants scary angry looks on the faces of some of the ringside fans is not.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “And before I go out tonight for my midnight snacks here in your town; before I come up smelling like your women by morning, I’m going to take my next step toward greatness.”</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> He comes down to the ring, walking within inches of the many outstretched arms of the snarling masses that are barely being held back by the barricades. Upon getting to the ring, he drops his robe over the top rope and to the floor where it is snatched by a rabid fan and pulled into their midst before being thoroughly ripped to shreds among a group in the front row.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> “Bring him out! Where is he?”</p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> There's a few promos that are catching my eye of late. I really do enjoy this one. It reminds me of 'Ravishing' Rick Rude, but with the attitude exploded a million times over. I can imagine this type of promo catching some serious heat and really fast tracking the performer up the card.</p><p> </p><p> Keep up the great work!</p>
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<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="tristram" data-cite="tristram" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>There's a few promos that are catching my eye of late. I really do enjoy this one. It reminds me of 'Ravishing' Rick Rude, but with the attitude exploded a million times over. I can imagine this type of promo catching some serious heat and really fast tracking the performer up the card.<p> </p><p> Keep up the great work!</p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Wow. Thanks Tristram. Coming from a prolific veteran writer like yourself, that means a lot. I'm really enjoying writing Jefferson Stardust and wanted to make sure I didn't fall into the trap of writing him as the C-Verse equivelant of John Morrison, just based on his render.</p><p> </p><p> A filthy, modernized Rick Rude though? I'll take that.</p><p> </p><p> Also, so as not to double post, I'm hoping to have the next show up sometime this weekend, so there's still time to get predictions in. What with the awesome level of merchandise available to the most successful prognosticators, I'd hope a few more people get on board. <img alt=";)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p>
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Show #2 (NYCW May 2013)

 

 

-Show Two-

“No Rest for the Wicked”

(May)

 

 

“If you had any doubt that this wasn’t your father’s NYCW anymore, the last few minutes should set you straight.” – Lee Bambino

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Madman Boone vs. Doug Peak

 

Result: Madman Boone wins via knockout/stoppage @ 5:03

 

Danny’s Notes: The show opens with “I’m a F*ckin’ Madman” pulsing through the building’s PA; fifteen hundred fists pump to the beat as Madman Boone comes down the ramp and raises his signature singapore cane in the air. The crowd loves him and are at their max when he goes back behind the curtain and pulls an already bleeding Doug Peak down toward the ring by the hair. Hands are outstretched offering an array of weapons to Boone. But, at least at the start, he prefers to do his work with his trusty cane. Shots abound rap-rap-rap-rap as Peak tries to regain his feet and throw hands toward Boone, but there is no chance for him as he can barely see through the blood in his eyes.

 

 

The Madman shoves Peak under the bottom rope after nailing him with a few more cane shots and begins stomping around the ring auditioning the various offerings from the crowd. And when he decides, he does so seemingly indiscriminately, tossing a snow shovel, a steel cowbell, a baseball bat, and a full 40 oz. beer bottle into the ring before retrieving his cane and jumping up onto the ring apron. He has all the time in the world as Peak just holds his head, trying to get to his feet with no success while Boone plays to the fans who are really into it.

 

 

He stands over Peak and, in succession, levels him with the shovel in one hand and the baseball bat in the other. He then uses the hard edge of the cowbell to grind into Peak’s forehead before putting it between Peak’s legs and drilling it into his beanbag with his cane. Boone stands over the bloodied and battered Peak and holds the forty in his right hand before raising it and looking like his is going to spike it like a football on Peak’s skull. The crowd stands and is a bit hushed before Boone pulls it down and cracks the seal, taking a long pull off if it and spraying some front row fans. The bell doesn’t even ring. Instead Boone’s music begins playing as he walks to each side of the ring and takes a haul off of the beer, much to the delight of the fans.

 

 

 

 

Grade: C-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Madman Boone storms around the ring, still playing to the oh-so-hot crowd when Shawn Gonzalez walks out through the curtain and down the ramp, crossing his arms and waving for the rotund ring announcer to bring him the microphone.

 

 

 

 

SG: “Next month, the two of us are gonna bang heads, Boone. Got that?”

 

 

Boone nods, smiling. He doesn’t care.

 

 

SG: “I hold all the gold around here, and last month, you cost me my chance to win another belt, the XWA United States Championship, which is a big deal to me. So I figure you owe me one. And I’m going to take the debt out of your ass.”

 

 

Boone stomps around the ring, just nodding at the crowd, pumping his fist.

 

 

SG: “I don’t know who let you in the door here in NYCW, but I’m going to send you back to wherever you came from. Believe it.”

 

 

With that, short and sweet, the “Lone Wolf” flips the microphone back toward the ring announcer (who almost catches it before fumbling it to the concrete) but as he turns to walk away, Madman hollers in his direction. Gonzalez takes another step before feeling the crowd swell a bit; Boone has pulled Doug Peak back onto his feet.

 

 

Standing on spaghetti legs, Peak is defenseless as the Madman decides to send a message to the NYCW Unified Champion, retrieving the now empty forty bottle and yelling for a front row fan to toss him his chair. When it flies into the ring, Boone sets it up and puts the bottle on its side on the seat before whipping Peak into the ropes and catching him coming off, lifting him high into the air before spiking him down, facefirst, with a flapjack on the bottle and chair.

 

 

Doug Peak rolls around for a second, clutching his chest before passing out; there is blood all over where the various shards of glass have cut him. Gonzalez looks on, emotionless, before turning away and heading back through the curtain. Boone poses on the middle rope, leaning out with his cane and playing to the fans.

 

 

LB: “My god. If you had any doubt that this wasn’t your father’s NYCW anymore, the last few minutes should set you straight.”

 

 

 

 

Grade: C-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We do the first of two videos for the folks watching on the free internet feed. This one is a very basic promo for the McWade’s, putting them over as two trailer park brawlers who are always looking for a fight. They make certain to point out, between crushing beer cans on their heads, that they aren’t done with the East Coast Assassins after losing last month’s double tables match against the street thugs.

 

 

Grade: D+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jackpot Jordan vs. Johnny Martin

 

Result: Jackpot Jordan wins via pinfall @ 5:58

 

Danny’s Notes: Nothing special here. Johnny Martin does the bulk of the work, carrying the match for close to five minutes before the finish. However, Jackpot Jordan wins when he pulls referee Ryan Holland in front of him, stopping Martin’s onslaught long enough to give him time to regroup and kick the longtime NY veteran right square in the junk, dropping him to his knees. From there it is a simple back elbow that leads to his super stiff looking DDT and the three count. The fans are all over Jordan and his entourage (Ernie Turner and Harlem Haynes) throughout but one fan raises the ante, lobbing a toilet seat (obviously ((hopefully)) left over from the Boone/Peak match) at the trio when they celebrate in the aisle’s mouth.

 

 

Grade: D-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Video rolls hyping XWA United States Champion JD Morgan. It puts together highlights of the “Boogie Woogie Man” from both MAW and FCW, where he spends the bulk of his time. There is no doubt that he is an accomplished mat wrestler as the footage shows him tying the indy circuit’s who’s who into knots. Tonight, he defends the US title against James Justice and Davis Wayne Newton.

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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East Coast Assassins vs. Team XDW

 

Result: East Coast Assassins win via pinfall @ 2:12

 

Danny’s Notes: Just disgusting. All three Team XDW members leave the arena via ambulance after encountering Sayeed Ali, Shady K, and Roach as the three men seemed intent on making sure there would be no future protect-their-manhood challenges from the former backyard superstars. The highlight of the match, if you can call it that, is Shady K’s running awesome bomb that sees Aero live up to his name derivative, flying over the top rope and taking one of the most disgusting bumps ever, splattering next to the other two unconscious members of Team XDW on the concrete floor. Roach steps through the ropes and pulls Xavier Reckless back into the ring, making the cover that seals the win.

 

 

 

Grade: D+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Hello sh*theads; did you miss me? Because I sure as hell didn’t miss you.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Just the sound of Jefferson Stardust’s voice elicits boos from the crowd and it only escalates when he pushes through the curtain and sneers at the fans from behind his tinted sunglasses.

 

 

When he gets to the ring after his trip down the short aisle, he motions to the back before running his hand through his thick brown hair. Seconds later, two very hot Latina girls come through the curtain in short, hip hugging dresses. The tone of the crowd changes a little bit, from spitting venom at Stardust to being left nearly speechless by how hot these two women are.

 

 

JS: “I met these two on my way to the building tonight. And as you losers can no doubt tell, they are tens.”

 

 

The two girls make their way up the ring steps and gingerly climb into the ring, their dresses so tight, it makes it a more difficult proposition than you’d think.

 

 

JS: “I didn’t need to go meet their parents, or buy them dinner, or anything.”

 

 

The crowd returns to hating Stardust; it’s just so easy.

 

 

JS: “I DON’T EVEN KNOW THEIR NAMES!”

 

 

He laughs.

 

 

JS: “But I do know one thing, these two are DTF. And that’s a fact, jack.”

 

 

More boos. Stardust looks at the two girls, addressing them directly.

 

 

JS: “Isn’t that right?”

 

 

They look a bit confused and begin speaking quietly to each other. In Spanish.

 

 

JS: “You see that? They don’t even speak English?”

 

 

He leans toward the one on the left and gently pulls her face up to meet his with his fingertip.

 

 

JS: “You ever heard of spacedocking, little darling?”

 

 

The crowd groans, ironically crapping all over him. The girls just look at him, not understanding anything.

 

 

JS: “Oh yeah, boo all you want, you nerds. Stardust is gonna get his freak on with these two, just like you would if you could. And there’s nothing any of you can do about it.”

 

 

Huge heat.

 

 

JS: “After I beat up this jobber, that is.”

 

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jefferson Stardust vs. Teddy Powell

 

Result: Jefferson Stardust wins via pinfall @ 12:41

 

Danny’s Notes: With some serious in-ring chemistry on display, this match nearly steals the show. Powell takes the underdog role from the outset after Stardust knees him in the groin just as the bell rings, leading to a long stretch where Jefferson controls the proceedings. He pulls out every heel move he can think of, from pulling hair to a thumb in the eye, keeping Powell from ever getting an opportunity to counter his otherwise pretty basic attack. He weathers it pretty well and, with the fans on his side, looks like he might break through, rattling off a series of punches before Stardust kicks him in the groin. Then, before Powell even has a chance to catch his breath, Jefferson runs in and nails him with a vicious knee lift, doubling him over and sending him tumbling through the middle and top ropes and falling to the floor.

 

 

When Jefferson rolls him back in, the arrogant one looks in complete control, gut wrench suplexing him before running him into the buckles facefirst and then lifting him and sitting him on the top. With the crowd all over him, sensing the end is near, Stardust climbs up the turnbuckles, taking his sweet time in trying to hook Powell for a superplex that will no doubt score him the victory. But at the last possible second, Powell lands a few lucky right hands and rolls over, taking the arrogant Stardust down hard onto the canvas below, trapping him in an armbar as they land and completely turning the tables. For a second, it looks like Stardust will give up. The crowd is all over him, chanting tap-tap-tap-tap at the tops of their voices, but somehow, he finds a reserve and pulls himself to the ropes with his free arm, breaking the hold.

 

 

In a matter of seconds, with both men back on their feet, Powell has Stardust reeling, and looks to be on the verge of setting him up for a “Motion Sensor” (spin kick). But when Powell hits the ropes, Jefferson follows him in and quickly reaches under him and rolls him up. With both a handful of tights and his feet braced on the second rope, Stardust is able to keep Powell’s shoulders firmly on the canvas as referee Ryan Holland counts to three. Powell shoots to his feet right afterward and tries to plead his case with Holland as Jefferson bails out of the ring.

 

 

LB: “That was cheating; bald faced, no-good cheating, Phil and….”

 

 

Vibert cuts him off.

 

 

PV: “NYCW isn’t the place for whiners, Bambino. If Powell’s got a problem with it, he should have thought of it first.”

 

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lee Bambino and Phil Vibert are in the ring when things return from a video promo for the promotions of the XWA and hype next month’s show.

 

 

LB: “Fans, next month’s NYCW event will be one of the most talked about wrestling events of the year, and it boasts a guest so big, that we can only call it ‘A Visit From the Legend’.”

 

 

The crowd pops but hush themselves quickly, awaiting the announcement. Many of them begin chanting a certain name they’ve read on the internet rumor boards.

 

 

LB: “In conjunction with our friends at BHOTWG, we are proud to be welcoming the Japanese legend, Haruki Kudo to NYCW for a one night stand…..”

 

 

Kudo-Kudo-Kudo-Kudo-Kudo!

 

 

LB: “Kudo will be bringing a pair of Burning Hammer’s finest to Manhattan with him to the event, as he will be joined by both Silver Shark and Bryan Vessey!”

 

 

Fever pitch; the crowd is chomping at the bit.

 

 

LB: “Additionally….”

 

 

He is cut off by Phil Vibert.

 

 

PV: “Additionally, Bambino, if you’ll let me get a word in…..ever, the “Lone Wolf” Shawn Gonzalez will defend the NYCW Unified Title against Madman Boone, and I’ve got to tell you I don’t think he can do it.”

 

 

The building is split. Bambino shakes his head at Vibert.

 

 

PV: “What? It’s my opinion. I’m paid to have one, unlike you.”

 

 

Bambino just stares at him.

 

 

PV: “Do your job, man. Finish the hard sell and let’s get to the main event.”

 

 

Like a finely tuned machine, Bambino launches into a run through the rest of the proposed card and gets the crowd primed for the XWA United States Title match that’s up next.

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is a quick shot of James Justice and Davis Wayne Newton standing backstage, just behind the curtain, waiting to be introduced. As they listen to the crowd, the veteran raises his right hand. Newton looks up and points to the NYCW banner over their heads before reaching out and slapping Justice’s hand. They are in this together.

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JD Morgan* vs. James Justice vs. Davis Wayne Newton

-Main Event-

-XWA United States Title Triple Threat Match-

 

Result: Davis Wayne Newton wins via pinfall @ 19:59

 

Danny’s Notes: What a match. The house is hot both literally and figuratively when JD Morgan makes his way down the aisle, holding the XWA United States Title belt over his head with one hand. Even though he has been using the over the top “Boogie Woogie Man” gimmick now for well over a year, hoping to get another look from one of the big two, the crowd really respects his ability as a wrestler and cheer him as much as their two hometown hopefuls in the ring.

 

 

When the bell rings, Morgan is the first out of the gate, taking the fight to both Newton and Justice. But as the match progresses, it starts to turn into two separate one-on-one matches, with Morgan having to face Justice on the floor and taking on DWN in the ring. There is literally no doubt from the way things go back and forth between Justice and Newton that the two are working together. After drilling DWN with a European uppercut and leaving him glassy eyed and in the care of referee Ryan Holland, Morgan goes street, whipping James Justice into the guardrail on the floor and then tying him up with a painful looking modified tarantula around the steel. It is a bit out of character for the mat-tastic brit to be throwing down on the floor, but he attacks with the same intensity as he does when applying an armbar, and the New York crowd loves him for it. When Morgan calls for a fan’s chair and the people start standing, anticipating some thoroughly unexpected hardcore action from the “Boogie Woogie Man”, they don’t see DWN get a running start and springboard from the top rope onto the top turnbuckle before flipping backward, taking off high into the lights (and casting a massive shadow) with a moonsault. It leaves all three men laying and the match’s playing field even. As replays show Newton’s knee hitting Justice in the temple, it becomes clear that the fun loving veteran got the worst of the moonsault. And with Justice struggling to pull himself together, Morgan and Newton roll back into the ring and proceed to tear the house down. Stiff strikes, vicious suplexes, innovative offense of all kinds (particularly from DWN) are the order and the Morgan and Newton are serving. Newton goes on a run, scoring with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and then catching it again second later, turning the tilt-a-whirl over once more and rana-ing the US Champion to the canvas. Justice is a non-entity, still trying to regain his feet with the help of a front row fan and the ring announcer, but neither Newton nor Morgan is paying him any mind. Morgan walks in behind DWN and throws him in a sleeper, but Newton repositions himself quickly and latches onto Morgan, dropping him to his knees with a stunner. The fans sense a big moment as the “Triple Threat” whips Morgan into the buckles, clotheslines him, and seats the US champ on the top rope, seeing stars.

 

 

As Newton gets into position, Justice begins scratching at the ring apron, trying to pull himself up. DWN climbs to the second rope and lifts Morgan straight up in position for a suplex, but at the last possible second, steps off the rope, dropping Morgan straight down onto the top turnbuckle with a brainbuster that bounces the brit’s nugget off of the barely padded steel. He is almost out and in perfect position in the center of the ring for Newton to climb back onto the top rope.

 

 

PV: “If he hits this, it’s over Bambino”

 

 

And as Newton pauses, just for a tick, sensing the moment, James Justice gets up to the apron with all the grace of a midnight drunk and leans onto the top cable.

 

 

Newton’s face tells the tale as he loses his footing and awkwardly tumbles all the way to the floor, leaving many fans with their hands in their hair.

 

 

Morgan and Justice are both beat but begin to get it together individually before squaring off in the middle of the ring. Punches are traded, clotheslines too, before Justice scores with a running shoulderblock that fells Morgan. Very much out of character, Justice stomps Morgan repeatedly before gingerly making his way up the turnbuckles himself. When he gets to the top, he turns around and throws up a the peace sign.

 

 

LB: “I haven’t seen this since he was in the TWL; back in his “Outlaw II” days. A legdrop from the top rope?”

 

 

But as Justice gets set to leap, Newton grabs hold of the top rope and pulls himself back into the ring, shaking it enough to send Justice crashing down to the mat clutching is lower back and missing Morgan entirely.

 

 

LB: “What a match, Phil! What a match!”

 

 

PV: “If you call me Phil again, I’m going to kick you in the balls, Bambino. It’s Mr. Vibert, understood?”

 

 

Now Newton wobbles back into the ring and slowly sees what the situation is: both Morgan and Justice are down and having problems. He looks to be leaning over, checking on the condition of Justice, who is grimacing in pain from the fall, when Morgan gets to his feet and spins him around. But like lightning, and done purely on muscle memory, DWN boots Morgan in the gut and hooks him for the fisherman’s suplex, dropping him on his shoulders and hooking his leg.

 

 

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3!!!!!

 

 

The bell rings and the crowd goes crazy. Newton hits his knees as referee Ryan Holland grabs the belt from the ringside attendant and hands it to him. Everyone is standing; it’s quite an unexpected moment. Morgan, holding his head, is the consummate professional and shakes Newton’s hand before helping him button the belt around his waist. And when Morgan reaches out to shake the hand of Justice, the veteran takes a long second before reaching out and slapping it out of the way. Morgan just shakes his head before patting the celebrating Newton on the back once more and rolling under the bottom rope.

 

 

LB: “THE XWA UNITED STATES TITLE IS COMING TO THE NYCW, AND THE MAN WHO BROUGHT IT HERE IS DAVIS WAYNE NEWTON!”

 

 

PV: “Newton’s the champ alright, but he owes it all to James Justice. That’s who really beat Morgan; he just didn’t get the pin is all.”

 

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Show Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

Up Next: "Talking About the Burning Hammer Deal"

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Good show, NN.

 

Thank BP, I appreciate the compliment.

 

I'm having a lot of fun writing a bit more of an adult product and I hope it's coming through. Two shows in and I've already found a few characters that are writing themselves, too, which is great.

 

Prizes to hand out later today for the predictions contest and the in between shows piece to follow after that.

 

That'd put the next show's release right around Christmas or sometime thereafter.

 

Happy Holidays everyone.

 

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I've been getting into this diary, and I think that was a great show. Although I never expected Jefferson Stardust out of all people to be a popular (and probably good) worker lol. :p
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It'll be interesting to know just how much Jefferson Stardust has improved between the start of the default data and now, because at the beginning of 2008 he is a pretty poor worker. Whilst I wouldn't have been too shocked to see him eventually become competent enough to start getting over as a midcard act by 2013, I am shocked to see him comanding a spot as one of the star attractions in your re-booted NYCW.

 

Also I could tell by the end of your SWF diary you were itching to book an R-rated product and were struggling to keep it at PG-13. Vibert on board, hardcore wrestling, angles and storylines that push the envelope is this NYCW or a DaVE revival in disguise ? ;)

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-Talkin' NYCW #2-

 

 

 

 

 

 

“One thing that didn’t exactly endear me to the other owners was the fact that I finally broke through the barrier with the Japanese promotions and brokered a deal to bring some BHOTWG wrestlers over to boost our August show a little bit.”

 

 

“I know for a fact that Rip was a touch sore that I was able to hammer out an accord with them. He told me as much over the phone, telling me not to trust them; that they were shady business people.”

 

 

He sighs.

 

 

"It made him sound like a racisit bigot....."

 

 

Smirks.

 

 

"Because he is. My business partner, right there."

 

 

“They had their chance to join the XWA months ago, he said, but declined. Why would they be so interested in lending their talent to help it out? He had a lot of bullsh*t questions.”

 

 

“I think Kudo was more interested in having their wrestlers seen in the new NYCW than they were having their wrestlers showcased by the XWA.”

 

 

“That’s just my opinion.”

 

 

“Alex on the other hand was just upset that he couldn’t get to it first. He loved the idea, and I knew it. But he stood right beside Rip, and shook his head.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I know everything was supposed to be this…..”

 

 

He uses big, exaggerated finger quotes.

 

 

“ ……‘brotherhood’ among the promotions in the XWA, my position was that we were trying to book the best shows possible, regardless of what anyone else had going on at the time. We were being paid the ‘big bucks’ to make NYCW, right?”

 

 

Vibert shakes his head and tugs on his ballcap’s brim.

 

 

“I know that taking me on in any capacity was going to draw some stares among the influential people on the XWA board of directors. I’ve made my fair share of enemies in this business. Everybody has.”

 

 

“But having them outwardly accuse Campbell and me of trying to out-do their……”

 

 

Again with the air quotes.

 

 

“….. ‘Rip Chord Invitational”, an event so prestigious that they moved it to June……”

 

 

“You wouldn’t think the SWF would move “The Supreme Challenge” to another month would you?”

 

 

He just leaves both his hands in the air.

 

 

“Anyway. They acted like we planned this BHOTWG thing to go up against the RCI on purpose. We just wanted to give the fans a reason to get even more involved, more enthralled with the new NYCW as possible.”

 

 

“I don’t think our fans are their fans, let’s put it that way.”

 

 

“There wasn’t a caravan of vehicles just getting onto I-95 in Philly heading to Asheville, North Carolina that turned around when they heard the RCI was going head-to-head with our show.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What an honor, man.”

 

 

He shifts in his seat. There are a million bumps worth of wear on his body, and when he moves you can see glimpses of them all.

 

 

“What a bona fide honor to have athletes of that caliber asking to be on one of our shows. Granted, I know Danny worked on them quite a bit and Phil called Bryan Vessey two or three times trying to nudge it along, but that they were willing to take the risk to work what amounts to an independent show thousands of miles away from home on the notion that our audience would give them the respect in this country that less informed fans might not……”

 

 

The interviewer asks Nemesis about what Vibert said, about the bad feelings that some unnamed members of the XWA board might’ve had surrounding the BHOTWG vs. NYCW supershow.

 

 

“…..after only two shows worth of buzz…..”

 

 

He asks again.

 

 

“……that’s amazing.”

 

 

Now knowing he is being ignored, the interviewer lets the legend do what he wants.

 

 

“We knew we had to do something cool with them and I’m pretty sure we did.”

 

 

“Kudo set us on our way as a company, if you ask me. After he gave us his seal of approval…..”

 

 

“…..it was ‘off-to-the-races’ for NYCW.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(OOC: I'm going to respond to the questions and comments that everyone was kind enough to leave after the last show sometime during the day today or tomorrow. Happy Holidays, folks. Be good.)

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<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Bolton" data-cite="Bolton" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>I've been getting into this diary, and I think that was a great show. Although I never expected Jefferson Stardust out of all people to be a popular (and probably good) worker lol. <img alt=":p" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/tongue.png.ceb643b2956793497cef30b0e944be28.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Tigerkinney" data-cite="Tigerkinney" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>It'll be interesting to know just how much Jefferson Stardust has improved between the start of the default data and now, because at the beginning of 2008 he is a pretty poor worker. Whilst I wouldn't have been too shocked to see him eventually become competent enough to start getting over as a midcard act by 2013, I am shocked to see him comanding a spot as one of the star attractions in your re-booted NYCW. </div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> Jefferson Stardust has grown quite a bit since his debut, mostly in the sports entertainment categories (B/B- Charisma/Mic Skills). I would attribute it to him working with MAW, CGC, and PSW before the (second) data conversion. I’d have to check, but I think he was wrestling a staggering amount of matches. Anyway, his wrestling is still pretty average, other than his basics. But he looks like a million bucks and can talk the talk.</p><p> </p><p> However, I’m pretty sure that he was one of the first people that I tabbed with excellent potential when I was converting the data, so that could explain his growth too. I think I did it with six or seven young or yet to debut wrestlers actually, just to try to point the future game world in a certain direction. Having to convert it again for TEW ’10 will be my chance to even things out a bit more, as I’m hoping to release the whole thing as a mod at some point.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="James Casey" data-cite="James Casey" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div> Thumbs down to the title switch. You betrayed JD Morgan!<p> </p><p> Actually, I'm amazed he's still going in your game - taking the belt off him was probably the right thing all around. </p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="foolinc" data-cite="foolinc" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>I'm speechless at Boogie Woogie Morgan. It's so out of left field that I don't know if I love it or if I hate it. <img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Bigpapa42" data-cite="Bigpapa42" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>I did a double-take at that one too. I love it.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p> I was very excited to see all of the traffic and character chatter on this thread of late. I’m going to try to incorporate a lot of the booking type questions into the in-between shows discussions with Danny, Nemesis, and Vibert, so by all means, please continue. </p><p> </p><p> However, I hope no one falls in love with The Boogie Woogie Man. He is just passing through NYCW, as he works with MAW and FCW too. I loved the alt and thought it fit what a character his age might do for one last chance at a big paycheck.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="James Casey" data-cite="James Casey" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div> Your enjoyment of this one is definitely showing through, NN.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Tigerkinney" data-cite="Tigerkinney" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Also I could tell by the end of your SWF diary you were itching to book an R-rated product and were struggling to keep it at PG-13. Vibert on board, hardcore wrestling, angles and storylines that push the envelope is this NYCW or a DaVE revival in disguise ? <img alt=";)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Glad to hear that what I’m putting into it is being taken out of it.</p><p> </p><p> And yes TK, the product suits me, and what I have been coming up with creatively, so much more than the SWF ‘s product in the current universe, it’s absurd. I always thought I had a more hard edged approach in the way I booked Supreme, but this lets me really take the gloves off and play to my strengths as a writer, I think. Plus, it allows me to try and imagine, in this fake little universe, what my fantasy promotion would be like.</p><p> </p><p> And as far as it being a DaVE revival……</p><p> </p><p> …..well……you just leave the storytelling to me; don’t get too far ahead of everything just yet. <img alt=":)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/smile.png.142cfa0a1cd2925c0463c1d00f499df2.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="FINisher" data-cite="FINisher" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23350" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Awesome to see this finally rolling. I'll be predicting on the next show <img alt=":)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/smile.png.142cfa0a1cd2925c0463c1d00f499df2.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Glad to have you aboard, FIN. I always enjoy knowing that the folks that make the graphics and alts that drive most of the diaries on here stop by and check in on things. So, to you and the others like Reaper, Kam, jtlant, I offer this.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><a href="</p><a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/?action=view&current=Red_Neck_Thumbs_Up_With_Beer.jpg" rel="external nofollow">http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/?action=view&current=Red_Neck_Thumbs_Up_With_Beer.jpg"</a> target="_blank"><img src="<a href="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/Red_Neck_Thumbs_Up_With_Beer.jpg" rel="external nofollow">http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w286/NoNeck_photo/Red_Neck_Thumbs_Up_With_Beer.jpg"</a> border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <img alt=":)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/smile.png.142cfa0a1cd2925c0463c1d00f499df2.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p> Going to be putting up a preview for "A Visit from the Legend" pretty quick, the show itself is nearly ready.</p>
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Show #3 Preview

 

“A Visit From the Legend”

(June)

 

-Preview-

 

 

 

 

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Haruki Kudo vs. Davis Wayne Newton- -XWA United States Title Match

 

After his shocking victory (which some would call an upset) over JD Morgan and James Justice last month that saw him become the XWA United States Champion, Davis Wayne Newton offered to put the belt on the line immediately against any one of the visiting Burning Hammer stars. As was announced on our website only hours ago, the legend himself Haruki Kudo has accepted the challenge and vowed to add the fledgling XWA’s title to the vast collection of titles he has held over the years.

 

Can the legend do as he claims and put DWN through the ringer or will Davis Wayne Newton, as the champion, score his second huge victory in as many events and successfully defend the XWA US Title and the honor of NYCW?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bryan Vessey vs. Teddy Powell

 

Bryan Vessey and Teddy Powell are certainly not strangers to one another. In fact, the two men had a great series of matches with NOTBPW in 2009 boosting the now defunct promotions TV undercard tremendously in the process. Vessey has since relocated to Japan and has been re-invigorated with his new, part time schedule, turning in some great matches for BHOTWG. Teddy Powell is in a weird place, as he always seems to be. After last month’s loss, he is wavering again, career wise. Can he pull it together and steal a win from the decorated veteran Vessey, or will “VFOL” be another step toward permanent mediocrity for Powell?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jefferson Stardust vs. Silver Shark

 

Silver Shark made his name wrestling on the east coast indies before getting his first crack at the big time with HGC in the late nineties. Now, with his solid career winding down in Japan, the masked fan favorite will travel to Manhattan to wrestle the brash upstart Jefferson Stardust. Stardust is unbeaten in NYCW since defecting from Pittsburgh Steel Wrestling but a veteran wrestler the caliber of Silver Shark will provide a much bigger challenge than he has ever faced to this point in his career.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Lone Wolf” Shawn Gonzalez vs. Madman Boone – NYCW Unified Title Match

 

In retrospect, putting someone who so easily feels disrespected (Gonzalez) in a tag team with an absolutely insane psycho (Boone) was probably a recipe for disaster from the start. And after their explosive elements expectedly clashed and cost them both a shot at the XWA US Title, the “Lone Wolf” challenged Madman to a match….and here we are. The NYCW Unified Titles will be on the line as these two men square off. How will this fistfight play out?

 

 

 

 

 

Plus two more matches.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

-Quick Picks-

 

Haruki Kudo vs. Davis Wayne Newton - XWA US Title Match

 

Bryan Vessey vs. Teddy Powell

 

Silver Shark vs. Jefferson Stardust

 

"Lone Wolf" Shawn Gonzalez vs. Madman Boone - NYCW Unified Title Match

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Haruki Kudo vs. Davis Wayne Newton - XWA US Title Match

 

I see this one going to a time limit draw. It's just the sort of result that would suit all parties regarding this match. Kudo keeps some of his aura intact by not 'jobbing' to the admittedly talented youngster, but Newton gets something of a rub by taking a legend to the limit and the XWA belt stays on American soil.

 

Bryan Vessey vs. Teddy Powell

 

I see the BHOTWG visitors taking at least one of these matches and I see this being the most likely of the three. It may be in the future but I can't see Powell having surpassed Vessey to the point that he can warrant going over here.

 

Silver Shark vs. Jefferson Stardust

 

Stardust is being built as one of the main stars of NYCW and if someone's being sent over from BHOTWG to put someone over then Shark seems the most likely of the three.

 

"Lone Wolf" Shawn Gonzalez vs. Madman Boone

 

The NYCW Unified belt stays round the waist of Shawn Gonzalez, taking the title off a reasonably talented all rounder like Gonzalez and putting it round the waist of a one dimensional hardcore brawler like Boone would not be a move I would personally make.

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-Quick Picks-

 

Haruki Kudo vs. Davis Wayne Newton - XWA US Title Match

Agree with Tigerkinney on the draw

 

Bryan Vessey vs. Teddy Powell

Vessey is arguably one of the best wrestlers on the planet, Teddy, not so much

 

Silver Shark vs. Jefferson Stardust

He's being billed as your next big star, so losing isnt an option

 

"Lone Wolf" Shawn Gonzalez vs. Madman Boone - NYCW Unified Title Match

Boone isnt winning even if this a thumbtacked, barbed wire baseball cage exploding death cage match. Which I don't think the new NYCW is doing yet.

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Show #3 (NYCW June 2013)

 

(OOC: Hello again, friends. Thought it was about time to come up for air from playing the new game and get back to the diary. I've been hard at work on moving the old data onto the new game and am quite excited to see how this world functions on that engine. Anyway, I have a few shows in the can already which will buy me some more time, which is great. This particular show went through a few re-writes and is now an event that I am quite proud of. It might not be the Supreme Challenge from SOTR Volume Two, but I'm hopeful you will enjoy it in the same spirit.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

-Show Three-

“A Visit From the Legend"

(June)

 

 

“You are witnessing history, NYCW fans!– Lee Bambino

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A video package rolls, voiced over by Lee Bambino. It’s a huge smash-up of Haruki Kudo’s career highlights, both using his real name and that of his alter ego Hooded Kudo. Additionally, a grudge match is announced for tonight pitting James Justice against the former XWA United States champion, JD Morgan The whole thing leads straight into the show open.

 

 

Grade: B-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Result: Madman Boone wins via pinfall @ 11:55

 

Danny’s Notes: We decided to get the show rolling with the Unified Title match in hopes that it would set the tone for the evening. And while it is a wild, out of control brawl that kept the fans attention, it doesn’t have the ‘blow-the-roof-off’ kind of intensity that we’d hoped.

 

 

Gonzalez comes to the ring with his fists taped and wearing jeans instead of his usual black and navy blue tights and looks primed to get down to business. And when Madman runs down the ramp swinging his singapore cane wildly, it is on.

 

 

It really goes exactly like you might expect, with Gonzalez’s crafty brawling going head to head with Boone’s barfighter’s offense. It picks up pace when the two tour the ringside area and the fight spills over the barricade and into the crowd. The smart fans bail out, the idiots get closer, but they all have the sense to form a moving circle around the action as the two men brawl their way up a short flight of concrete steps and exchange punches on the upper aisle between the floor seats and the bleacher seating.

 

 

Ryan Holland follows the action around, but always seems to maintain a fair distance from Boone, as it was only two months ago that the Madman unexpectedly whacked him with a cane shot after a match.

 

 

LB: “You can call Ryan Holland a lot of things, but dumb isn’t one of ‘em.”

 

 

PV: “No, I can still call him dumb if I want to, Bambino. However, I prefer to use the term ‘idiot’ when I talk about your people.”

 

 

The match’s finish comes as the brawl in the crowd comes to an end. Caught leaning over the barricade while trying to finally retrieve his cane from were he left it at ringside, Boone is crushed by Gonzalez when the “Lone Wolf” leaps from a fans chair and legdrops him over the steel. The Madman flips over onto his back, but when Gonzalez gets over to him, Boone is already on his feet, powered up and holding his cane. The “Lone Wolf” punches him once, twice, three times and finds it is only cranking Boone up more as he smiles and sticks out his chin. Madman Boone takes a few more punches before taking over and crazily caning himself between the eyes two or three times, bloodying himself again and leaving Gonzalez staring at him in disbelief. Bad move. With no time to even pull up his hands, Gonzalez takes a bomb of a caneshot from Boone on the forehead that sends him staggering. The second nearly takes him off of his feet. Busted open, he tries to scramble under the bottom rope, but Boone is right behind him and drops one more caneshot onto him before hitting the ropes and nailing Gonzalez with an awkward looking kneedrop and making the cover.

 

 

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“I’m a F*ckin’ Madman” hits as Holland retrieves the belt from the ring announcer’s table. But instead of handing it to him and raising his hand, the ‘hardcore ref’ only gets within five feet of Boone before flipping the belt toward him and bailing out of the ring.

 

 

LB: “Madman Boone is the new NYCW Unified Champion!”

 

 

PV: “And there’s a good chance he’ll be the champion for quite some time, he made the so called ‘Lone Wolf’ look like a little bitch; good riddance.”

 

 

 

Grade: D-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jefferson Stardust is backstage with two girls who are all over him. As he leans over toward one and begins stroking her hair, trying as covertly as possible to get the second one to get closer to the both of them, Teddy Powell walks up. He is not in a good mood.

 

 

TP: “I don’t appreciate being disrespected, Stardust. Calling me a jobber, live, on last month’s show and telling some of the boys in the locker room that I was a ‘never-was’; that I hadn’t done a damn thing in this business. That wasn’t right.”

 

 

Stardust takes his sweet time even looking away from the girls and toward Powell.

 

 

TP: “It was especially wrong coming from a rook like you who hasn’t paid one cent of dues in this sport. You’ve got a lot of nerve.”

 

 

Powell has his attention now.

 

 

TP: “Maybe I haven’t set the wrestling world on fire. Maybe, I would be best suited to just hang up my boots, pack my gear, walk out that door, and go home forever.”

 

 

He gets right in Stardust’s face.

 

 

TP: “But that’s not going to happen.”

 

 

TP: “I’m going show you; I’m going to show everybody that Teddy Powell means business.

 

 

Jefferson snaps his gum loudly, only inches from Powell, and has the audacity to mockingly laugh in his face. As he turns back to his two girls, grabbing one by the hip and pulling her to him, Powell reaches out and grabs a nearby folding chair and, without closing it, bashes Stardust from behind with it. Two, three more strikes follow as Jefferson crumples, the two bimbos scattering as Powell, eyes wide and teeth bared, screams at Stardust as he stands over him.

 

 

TP: “LAUGH IN MY FACE AGAIN, JEFFERSON! LAUGH IN MY FACE AGAIN!”

 

 

He flings the chair aside.

 

 

TP: “I TOLD YOU I MEANT BUSINESS, YOU F*CKING LITTLE PUNK! DO YOU BELIEVE ME NOW?”

 

 

With that Powell storms off. His opponent for tonight, Bryan Vessey stands only a few feet away in the doorway of his locker room, having watched the whole thing. He just nods his head, appreciating it.

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Teddy Powell vs. Bryan Vessey

 

 

Result: Bryan Vessey wins via pinfall @ 13:56

 

Danny’s Notes: When the internet scribes hit their blogs after the show, this match makes them punch the keys until they sweat; it is truly even better than we expected. Vessey is only semi active these days but looks to be in phenomenal shape and doesn’t really seem to be even half a step slower than he was when he decided to reduce his schedule. Powell is noticeably amped up, both from the level of the match and his earlier interaction with Jefferson Stardust, and takes it right to Vessey at the opening bell. They then proceed to have an old-school meets new-school technical wrestling classic; it’s a veritable clinic for the young trainees on the ring crew watching from just behind the curtain. Everything works. There are no real down spots, as even the mat work is still sold with such intensity, the match never seems to lose its momentum.

 

 

Vessey is so experienced that eventually, he begins taking the advantage, tying Powell up with a host of painful looking submission holds. But, sitting stretched in a modified surfboard, Powell slowly fires up and begins bouncing around the ring, scoring with a pair of clotheslines that leave Vessey holding his head. Teddy senses his time might be at hand and turns his body, so as to be set up for the “Motion Sensor”. But when he spins and shoots his leg out, Vessey, ever the ring general, ducks under it just in time. However, when Powell turns back around, Vessey is still bent over, so Teddy grabs his head and plants it into the canvas with a DDT.

 

 

Powell looks to the crowd quickly before forgoing another attempt at the “Motion Sensor” and climbing to the top turnbuckle in the corner nearest to the recovering Vessey.

 

 

LB: “I don’t know what Powell is looking to do, but I do know that if he hits something from up there, Vessey will be in serious……..”

 

 

Vessey suddenly gets to his feet and sprints up the turnbuckles, clasping his arms around Powell.

 

 

LB: “OH MY GOD! IT’S A VESSEY-PLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!”

 

 

The fans shoot out of their seats, blown away by the move, as referee Ryan Holland gets into position to count.

 

 

 

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When the bell rings, many of those still seated come off their duffs and applaud the match. Bryan Vessey stays on his knees right beside Teddy Powell, his chest heaving as he tries to collect himself. And when Ryan Holland comes over to raise Vessey’s hand, he is slow to his feet. While he makes his way around the ring, saluting the NYCW fans, Powell creaks up onto his jelly legs, composing himself. Vessey takes a long look at Powell before extending his hand, helping him right the ship, and respectfully acknowledging his opponent’s effort before climbing through the ropes and heading back up the aisle.

 

 

Powell is wearing the grief of another loss on his face, and the crowd can sense exactly where he is, mentally. From somewhere near the back of the building, a chant begins to catch fire, eventually filling up the arena as Powell makes his way back down the aisle.

 

 

“Ted-dy Pow-ell!”

 

 

Clap-clap-clap-clap-clap

 

 

“Ted-dy Pow-ell!”

 

 

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“Ted-dy Pow-ell!”

 

 

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LB: “I think, even in defeat, Teddy Powell has gained the respect of these fans here tonight. And just maybe, he’s finally set himself on the right path, career wise, after being lost for so long.”

 

 

PV: “If he ever puts it all together, watch out!”

 

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aero and Fearless Blue come limping out of the back and hop into the ring, motioning for a microphone. It is a rarity; the resident punching bags of NYCW have something to say.

 

 

Suddenly, there is a disturbance in the crowd. The cameras turn and refocus on a man wearing blue jeans and a tight black and white t-shirt as he hops over the guardrail and snatches the microphone from ringside.

 

 

LB: “OH MY GOD, IS THAT JAMES BRANDON?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brandon, who wrestled at a TCW event only two nights ago, slides his massive frame under the bottom rope. Aero and Blue don’t even see it coming; back-to back “Pounce’s” clear the ring immediately leaving Brandon standing squarely in front of the hard camera, smiling and thoroughly enjoying the shocked vibe that he has created in the building.

 

 

JB: “Surprise!”

 

 

The people in the front rows start standing up so everyone behind them stands a second or two later in a wave.

 

 

JB: “That’s right. You’re looking at a real World Champion. You’re looking at what a real professional wrestler looks like; what a real…..legend in this business looks like.”

 

 

A fan flips him off.

 

 

JB: “Be jealous of me, mark. You should be. And don’t worry, I’m not here to be a part of your trashy little carnival wrasslin’ show.”

 

 

Now the whole section gives him the finger.

 

 

JB: “DAVE’s f*cking dead, fanboy, just so you know. Pretend all you want.”

 

 

Even more heat.

 

 

JB: “I’m here on behalf of Tommy Cornell and TCW, by way of his association with…..”

 

 

He sets up and raises his fist, and in a very sports entertainment-ized manner lays into a catchphrase.

 

 

JB: “…….The Affliccccccccccc………tion!”

 

 

Our cameras get a shot of one fan, chanting so angrily and vehemently, that he sprays those under his balcony seat with spittle. While SWF might be the most hated enemy of the NYCW smarks, TCW is still a close second. And Affliction was the super popular offshoot of The Syndicate that turned and is now the most hated heel faction in TCW.

 

 

JB: “The Affliction is a virus and it’s spreading into all the corners of the wrestling world. Tonight, it’s begun spreading to NYCW.”

 

 

Dawn Davis (TCW’s Dawn the Cheerleader, James’ girlfriend and fellow Affliction member) yells out to him from the back of the building as a few of the event security guards head toward the ring.

 

 

They stand no chance; Brandon buries them, ko-ing one with a punch before nailing the next three with a “Pounce” apiece.

 

 

JB: “I was leaving anyway, but if you want to send some more out, I’ll bounce them too.”

 

 

He looks toward the entranceway, but the curtain is still. The first wave of them is still picking itself up off the floor as it is.

 

 

JB: “But I’ll be back. And I’m going to do whatever I want, to whoever I want, whenever I want to do it.”

 

 

The fans jeer him.

 

 

JB: “Just like I did tonight.”

 

 

 

 

 

Grade: B

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jefferson Stardust vs. Silver Shark

 

Result: Jefferson Stardust wins via pinfall @ 6:34

 

Danny’s Notes: Jefferson Stardust doesn’t even wait for Silver Shark to get all the way to the ring, bouncing off the ropes and diving through the cables on the other side, tackling the masked man to the floor and drawing an awkward bell ring from the timekeeper. As Stardust stomps the fallen masked man on the floor, a “Booker’s Pet” sign is angrily waved in his face by a rotund fan who seems to be fueled by some combination of nacho cheese, malted hops, and bong hits. He rears back and spits his wad of gum directly into the fan’s face before laughing and moving back, out of his reach. The match is really secondary to is aftermath as it becomes nothing more than a showcase for Jefferson, following the shine/heat/fire progression until Stardust boots the longtime fan favorite in the junk to stop his growing momentum to lead up to his finish. Without warning……

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

…..Teddy Powell pushes back the curtain and stands at the top of the small steel ramp with his arms crossed, waiting for Stardust to see him.

 

 

 

 

With the crowd in full throat, giving Powell another ovation like the one he got after his match earlier, Stardust goes about his business and flattens the groggy masked veteran with his pumphandle slam “The Idolizer”, getting the pinfall afterward. And as Powell makes his way down the aisle, the two begin running their mouths at each other, angrily spewing all sorts of nastiness about the other. But when Teddy gets about ten feet away from the ring apron, Jefferson sprints across to the other side, slides under the bottom rope, and hurdles a barricade before pushing his way past some angry in-his-face fans at the merchandise area and heading out one of the arena’s many side doors.

 

 

Teddy Powell is in the ring when people turn their attention back that way. He is charged up again and snatches the microphone from the ring announcer.

 

 

TP: “Listen to me. As of this day; as of right now, Teddy Powell doesn’t take anymore sh*t from anybody! Do you hear me? NO MORE SH*T FROM ANYBODY!”

 

 

The crowd cheers.

 

 

TP: “That goes for all the boys in the back, all the members of NYCW management, the fans…..”

 

 

They cheer again.

 

 

TP: “Everybody! You will goddamned respect me or I will make you respect me! Understood?”

 

 

“Ted-dy Pow-ell!”

 

 

Clap-clap-clap-clap-clap

 

 

“Ted-dy Pow-ell!”

 

 

Clap-clap-clap-clap-clap

 

 

 

 

Grade: C-

(post) D+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Davis Wayne Newton is standing backstage alongside Haruki Kudo, Bryan Vessey, and John Campbell, posing for some promotional pictures, presumably for the event’s DVD release. As the flashbulbs pop, Newton notices James Justice walking by out of the corner of his eye and calls out to him, jogging over as Justice is set to head to the ring to face JD Morgan.

 

 

DWN: “Hey James! Good luck out there!”

 

 

Justice stops and comes back. He is looking a bit more straight faced than usual.

 

 

DWN: “If you need my help with anything; if things get out of hand out there tonight, I’m here.”

 

 

Justice sighs and pats the XWA United States title that is draped over Newton’s shoulder.

 

 

JJ: “Now that you’re the champ, you need to be a little more cautious, don’t you think, Davey? Everyone is gunning for you and that belt; it’s a ticket to the national stage, you know?”

 

 

Newton nods.

 

 

JJ: “The bigger shows, the bigger paycheck, the whole ball of wax. It’s all right there. And you deserve it kid, you do. But you need to start thinking like a champion, too.”

 

 

Newton nods again, understanding.

 

 

DWN: “I appreciate the advice, especially coming from a veteran like you; someone who the boys all look up to, myself included.”

 

 

Justice pats him on the back and starts to turn back down the hallway as DWN trots back over to the photo shoot.

 

 

JJ: “No big deal, man. Just remember what I said. There isn’t a soul in that locker room that wouldn’t push you out of a moving car to wear that strap. Take care of yourself first and foremost. And leave this fight to me.”

 

 

Newton blinks his eyes as the cameras begin flashing again, waving to Justice as his music begins playing inside the arena, signaling his match’s start.

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

James Justice vs. JD Morgan

-Grudge Match-

 

Result: James Justice wins via pinfall @ 10:12

 

Danny’s Notes: The serious contrast in styles makes for a pretty interesting match up, although the intensity between the two, who both feel disrespected by the other, definitely pushes things to another level. Initially the bout resembles their part of last month’s three way match and finds its way to the floor where it is basically a fistfight. But upon its return to the squared circle, it becomes something we never expected: a wrestling match. There is no question that Morgan is the more accomplished technical wrestler; no one would argue that. But James Justice, known for doing about five or six moves total, must’ve bought a book on grappling, because he broke out some new moves as well as digging out a few, long since retired moves from his southern wrestling past.

 

 

It is a dead heat up until the eight minute mark or so when Morgan steps under a Justice clothesline attempt and lifts him up before dropping the former USPW star with a vicious backbreaker that leaves Justice squirming and grabbing at his lower back. Without hesitation, JD goes into his “Boogie Woogie Man” knee wiggle and sets himself off at an angle away from Justice, looking to slap on his finishing hold. But when he comes in and bends over, Justice snaps off his legendary left hand, catching Morgan on the point of the chin and crossing his eyes. He is moving slowly, but Justice gets to his feet and grabs Morgan across the shoulders, driving him backward into the canvas with the “Liberation Slam”. With three quick slaps of the mat, it’s over. The bell rings as Justice gets his hand raised. He is smiling a bit as he exits the ring too, while holding his side gingerly. Morgan shakes the cobwebs free and asks the referee what happened as Justice rushes to the curtain; he is unimpressed.

 

 

PV: “Slugging him in the face? That’s pretty shady, Bambino. Morgan’s a wrestler’s wrestler. I’m sure he’s even more insulted now than he was before the match.”

 

 

LB: “You always advocate winning at all costs and a desperation, million-to-one haymaker that he threw from his back mind you, that gets you all fired up? I don’t think you’re being fair.”

 

 

PV: “I’m not here to be fair, you putz, I’m here to be myself. I don’t care if you like me.”

 

 

 

 

Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The fans begin to hear some shouting coming from behind them. Most are able to crane their necks around in time to see the McWades shove Sayeed Ali into a side door and follow him in. After a few seconds of racket, things get quiet and the door opens again, Dean and Dallas walking out alone. A cameraman races over and looks into what is apparently a storage area for the building’s custodial staff to find Sayeed Ali lying in a pool of his own blood, unconscious.

 

 

 

Grade: D+

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Davis Wayne Newton vs. Haruki Kudo

-XWA United States Title Match-

 

Result: Time Limit Draw @ 30:00

 

Danny’s Notes: The ringside fans pound the steel barricades, the sound echoing into the building’s rafters, in anticipation of the arrival of the two men in the bout. And when Kudo is introduced, the building’s atmosphere is indescribable. The ring fills with streamers of all colors; a kaleidoscopic array of respect rains down all around the Japanese legend when he climbs into the ring. It is quite the spectacle.

 

However, the spectacle that is the introduction stands no chance against the match itself, for it is truly one for the ages.

 

The match starts with a gamut of segments: a shoulder block stand-off, an exchange of chops, some shin pad denting kick trading, and the compulsory chain wrestling back-and-forth that is as crisp and quick as any ever seen in these parts. Both times, the crowd stands and applauds their efforts.

 

As the action starts turning Kudo’s way, his back spin kick stopping Newton’s momentum flat, the fans get a look at the legend’s arsenal, much of which they have only seen on the internet. His famed springboarding sharp elbowdrop is met with a round of applause before DWN is viciously thrown across the ring.

 

 

Dazed and walking on jelly legs after being whipped into the buckles, Newton is ripe for the picking. And after miming a slash of his throat and sticking out his tongue, Kudo rears back.

 

 

LB: “GREEN MIST!!!”

 

 

PV: “But Newton dodged it, I think. There’s none on him at all.”

 

 

The champion is unscathed, bending backward at just the right moment to avoid the blinding spray. But there is no time to rest as Kudo takes the beat in the match to snatch DWN by the head and attempt a “Kudo Kutter” (rebound cutter off the second) right afterward.

 

Newton is ready for it though and simply turns his own body, dumping the Japanese legend over the top rope to the floor. It is unexpected, as the match to this point had been an example of nearly pure sportsmanship, but as soon as Newton’s boots hit the floor and the two begin exchanging chops, a bruising tour of the ringside area begins.

 

Newton crashes into the steel from the force of one of Kudo’s chops, being literally held up by some front row fans. But when Kudo looks like he’s rearing back and looking for another shot at blasting Newton with the mist, the young champion shoves Kudo out of his face and levels him with a spin kick before suplexing him over the barricade and into the crowd.

 

 

The fans are great at making room when it’s needed and bail out of their seats immediately as DWN dives back into the ring and gets very fired up, pumping his fists and pulling them even deeper into the match. Without warning, he gets a running start and charges up the turnbuckles, getting insane hang time as he flying body presses Kudo into a row of chairs.

 

 

 

Ho-ly Sh*t!

 

 

Ho-ly Sh*t!

 

 

Ho-ly Sh*t!

 

 

 

 

 

The Japanese legend tries to pull himself together on the floor among the broken chairs as the crowd cheers Newton incessantly. The United States champion is not uninjured from the leap; he grimaces as he clutches at his ribs and crawls back over the steel, trying to grab hold of Kudo and pull him along, back toward the ring.

 

 

Newton senses that he has Kudo in trouble as he rolls him under the bottom rope, but in a matter of seconds, after DWN has himself climbed back into the ring, Kudo springs to his feet and unleashes a crimson torrent.

 

 

LB: “IT’S THE RED MIST!”

 

 

PV: “And this time he hit the target Bambino, Newton can’t see a thing.”

 

 

Vibert speaks only in truths (except when he’s lying); Newton throws punches aimlessly as Kudo stays well away from him, circling back and positioning himself beside the US champ. Newton tries to wipe the mist out of his eyes but only succeeds in smearing it all over his face further. And this time, when the Japanese legend attempts his “Kudo Kutter” (rebound cutter off the second) he hits it with full force.

 

 

 

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The fans applaud the near fall as Kudo looks bewildered at the idea that Newton doesn’t stay down after taking his infamous finisher. He sticks out his tongue, still red from the mist, and begins stalking around Newton again, as the youngster tries to get to his feet.

 

 

PV: “If he hits another Kudo Kutter, that XWA belt is headed to Japan, Bambino. No doubt about it.”

 

 

But instead of a ‘Kutter’, as soon as Newton rises, Kudo is on him, latching onto his left arm and pulling it out of the way, dropping him to the mat and trapping him in the “Kudo Vice” (Deathlock STF). The pain is etched on the face of Davis Wayne Newton as Kudo cinches it in; his ring positioning is perfect, as you might expect from such a battle tested veteran.

 

 

But somehow, as the ring announcer bellows ‘FIVE MINUTES REMAINING IN THE CONTEST’, DWN starts fighting his way toward the ropes. With the crowd’s support, he begins slowly shimmying in the direction of the bottom rope. Kudo leans into the hold, but Newton continues to battle and slowly, methodically, gets close enough to throw out his free arm and grab hold of the cable.

 

 

The fans cheer again, but they become hushed when Kudo releases the hold and drags Newton by the leg back toward the center of the ring, looking to clamp it on once again. But when he goes to turn Newton over, the US champ grabs hold of Kudo’s leg and rolls him up in a small package.

 

 

 

 

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LB: “Kudo kicked out! My god, that was close!”

 

 

 

In an instant, it seems, the momentum has shifted. The rollup leaves Kudo looking disheveled and somewhat confused, as he seemingly had the match in hand only half a minute ago. And when he lashes out at the suddenly surging Newton, he does so wildly, almost without thinking of the consequences. DWN steps under a chop attempt and flips Kudo onto his back, hooking his leg on the way over.

 

 

LB: “Fisherman’s suplex! This has got to be it!”

 

 

But it isn’t “it” as Kudo lifts his far shoulder off of the mat with only a fraction of a second to spare, this time leaving Newton as the one with a handful of his own hair in disbelief.

 

 

ONE MINUTE; ONE MINUTE REMAINS IN THE CONTEST

 

 

The crowd is at fever pitch as both men get to their feet and begin circling each other, getting set to square off. Newton is the first to lean in, trying to catch Kudo with a kick, but Kudo is waiting and quickly latches onto DWN’s head again, turning toward the ropes and obviously looking for yet another “Kudo Kutter”.

 

 

But instead, Newton ducks under and pushes Kudo facefirst into the turnbuckles before throwing him down onto the mat. Referee Ryan Holland has one eye on the action and one eye on the timekeeper who has his hammer inches from the bell.

 

 

Newton knows he only has a few more seconds and jumps onto Kudo, grabbing an arm and locking in……locking in…..

 

 

LB: “IT’S THE KUDO VICE, I DON’T BELIEVE IT! HE’S USING THE MOVE KUDO MADE FAMOUS ON THE MAN HIMSELF!”

 

 

Kudo grits his teeth and reaches out his free arm, but is nowhere near the freedom giving bottom rope. Newton throws himself back; all of his weight torquing the creaky body of the longtime ring veteran. Everyone is on their feet, chanting.

 

 

“Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap!”

 

 

Suddenly the bell begins ringing wildly. Newton releases the hold and raises a tired arm, thinking he has won the match. But Ryan Holland waves it off as the ring announcer bellows the inevitable; the match is a time limit draw.

 

 

There are a few fans that begin the obligatory ‘five more minutes’ chant, but they are soon swallowed up by the standing ovation that makes its way around the building like a wildfire. Both competitors stand with their hands on their hips, worn out from the battle. Finally, after seemingly thinking it through for a minute, Newton approaches Kudo and extends his hand, which the legend accepts; the two men stand in the middle of the ring, both with their arms raised in celebration.

 

 

LB: “You are witnessing history, NYCW fans! While the torch may not have been passed, a fire certainly has been lit here in…..”

 

 

A quick boot to the belly is the precursor for another blast of red mist straight into the face of Davis Wayne Newton, which sends the XWA US champion down instantly, again feverishly wiping his eyes as he rolls under the bottom rope. The huge ovation turns to boos, which Kudo devilishly seems to revel in, taking a quick turn and throwing up his trademark throat slash taunt before exiting the ring and stalking back up the aisle.

 

 

LB: “I don’t know what to say fans. What was to be a huge moment in the reborn NYCW now has a black mark, a stain, that I don’t think any amount of goodwill between BHOTWG and NYCW can overcome.”

 

 

PV: “What did you expect, Bambino? Trying to end the match with Kudo’s own finishing hold was a classless move. And believe me, I know classless moves. You’ve got to have respect for the business and Newton proved that he isn’t ready to be one of the standard bearers in our sport. Case closed.”

 

 

 

 

 

Grade: B-

 

 

 

Show Grade: C+

 

 

 

 

 

Up Next: NYCW On the Air?

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Good show. like the psycho explosion from Teddy Powell, he needs something extreme like that to stand out. Surprised Madman won over Gonzalez, never been able to get a lot of out Boone the few times I had him in games. And called the main event draw, which is always nice :D

 

( Alex DeColt is still a jackass though) :p

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