SWF: Now with added chunks

August 12, 2010

Your sick man. You need immediant help. Fo shizzle my nizzle. Crap now you got me doing it now. Peace out yo.

Stennick · August 12, 2010

Tristam I saw you predicted on mine and wanted to return the favor. I come in and read this Crimeatary and I'm in stitches. Very funny man, very funny I like it.

tristram · August 12, 2010

It's the you can't handle the truth bit ... Cant think the film. I did also spot the Captain Planet and had to head on over to Youtube to find the theme song and remind myself how awesome it is.

Edit: A few good men.

Quick Picks

Lobster Warrior v Joe Sexy
James Prudence v Jungle Lord
SWF North American Championship: Brandon James © v Squeeky McClean v Steve Frehley

I'm calling it. Squeaky goes out for himself in this one! Afterall, it is the squeaky wheel that gets the oil.
Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore
Remo v Roger Cage
SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes
Vengeance and Marat Khoklov v Jack Bruce and Christian Faith

Loved the christian faith promo and match from the last show

SWF World Heavyweight Championship: Rich Money © v Eric Eisen

How can you lose when you are channelling Captain Planet? (Got the reference by the way, as well as the few good men and dirty harry. What do I win? Poopy pants?)

You're both winners in my book.

Enjoy your prize.

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BoomKing · August 12, 2010

So I'm sitting here in my brand new poopy pants, reading over the latest edition of Crimentary, when all of a sudden it occurs to me that perhaps it's not poopy pants I need after all. It made me laugh so hard that a little bit of wee came out, so maybe I should invest in a pair of pissy pants?

August 12, 2010

You're both winners in my book.

Enjoy your prize.

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So I'm sitting here in my brand new poopy pants, reading over the latest edition of Crimentary, when all of a sudden it occurs to me that perhaps it's not poopy pants I need after all. It made me laugh so hard that a little bit of wee came out, so maybe I should invest in a pair of pissy pants?

Ok you two you are warned. So I wake up, grab me a cup of coffee. Log on and see these two comments. Now I have to clean off my laptop screen from the coffee I just spit over it. You two should be ashamed.

tristram · August 12, 2010

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tristram · August 24, 2010

I have to apologise unreservedly. I have had a fair few issues I've had to take care of these past two weeks. I should have the Pay-Per-View up in the coming days. For the record, I am really enjoying what comes long term in my storylines and the roster reconstruction, so I'm hoping things temper out a little bit in my personal life and I can get back to getting the shows in at a regular clip.

Sorry.

Cheers

T

Bigpapa42 · August 24, 2010

I have to apologise unreservedly. I have had a fair few issues I've had to take care of these past two weeks. I should have the Pay-Per-View up in the coming days. For the record, I am really enjoying what comes long term in my storylines and the roster reconstruction, so I'm hoping things temper out a little bit in my personal life and I can get back to getting the shows in at a regular clip.

Sorry.
Cheers
T

No apologies necessary. Life happens. Just happy to see your are still kicking about and have more chunks for us yet...

August 24, 2010

Agrees with Bigpappa, life happens. Take care of that then feed us chunks later.

PeterHilton · August 24, 2010

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this is sheer genius.

BoomKing · August 24, 2010

Life sucks man. You wanna borrow my poopy pants?

tristram · September 2, 2010

<div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/nothingtolose.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snU5paHfnuE?fs=1&hl=en_US" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snU5paHfnuE?fs=1&hl=en_US"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object> Location: Nevada State Armoury Attendance: 30,000 Your commentators: http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/PeterMichaels_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JerryEisen.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/DuaneFry_alt1.jpg Peter Michaels, Jerry Eisen and Duane Fry =======================</div> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SkullDeBones_alt.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/MaratKhoklov.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snU5paHfnuE?fs=1&hl=en_US" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snU5paHfnuE?fs=1&hl=en_US"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object></div> At the start of the broadcast, as we fade in from the various promotional ads for other shows your network provider no doubt was marketing to you, we go to an intriguing video of tonight's double main event. It is played to the song 'Stand Up' by the Feelers. Firstly we preview the grudge tag match between 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov and 'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance against 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith and 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce. In a sketchy, almost statically like old school TV trying to find its correct frequency, we see in a gray scale the moments that are chiefly either Jack Bruce's or Christian Faith, in a communist red we see the moments that are chiefly Marat Khoklov's, and almost death like grayey blue we see the moments that are chiefly Vengeance's. We recap the initial attack earlier this year from Marat Khoklov with the Corporate Sickle that blind sided Christian Faith, leading to the epic Corporate Sickle versus Faith Sledgehammer match where Christian Faith scored a massive upset victory by driving Marat through a stage many feet underneath them via the Corporate Sledgehammer. We see Marat Khoklov take out his vengeance on the former World Heavyweight Champion, the three time Champ at that, Runaway Train by driving Train's face through a car window in the carlot. We have yet to see Runaway Train return, and some question whether he ever will. We then see Christian Faith, in a number one contenders match being destroyed by the cheating efforts of Marat Khoklov and Vengeance, his desperate kick out after the interference from Marat and the Corporate Sickle, until Vengeance's impact was simply too much. We see Faith and Bruce in the ring, collectively standing, brothers in arms ready to repel whatever the likes of Marat and Vengeance have to offer on the name of SWF. We review Christian Faith defying all the odds and somehow defeating the Ungodly Warrior himself on Supreme TV. Finally, we view Vengeance getting.. well, vengeance on Christian Faith in a heinous backstage attack, but before he can stop the Living Legend for good Jack Bruce arrives on the scene to save the day. The screen turns to a gold grain, as the SWF World Heavyweight Championship flashes across the screen. We recap a couple of near falls for the manipulative Eisen, only for Rich Money to defy every odd imaginable to gain his first World Heavyweight Championship. We see the backstage face to face confrontation between Eisen and Money, Eisen daring Money to lay him out knowing that he could be stripped of his Championship, with Money showing emotional fortitude to refrain from doing what each and every one of us really wants to do to Eric Eisen. We note Eric Eisen's attempt to distract Rich Money and cost him his World Heavyweight Championship against Remo, only for Eisen to be frozen into paraletic shot that somehow Money defied the distraction and came through with a ballsy win. Finally we see Eric Eisen colluding with Vengeance to arrange yet another typical heinous and sinister attack from the Ungodly Warrior on the World Heavyweight Champion. </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: They say there's nothing to lose, but gentlemen, everything can be lost tonight including honour, integrity, righteousness, justice and the all important balance of power, the SWF World Heavyweight Championship. Hello everybody, and welcome to a sold out Nevada State Armoury for Nothing to Lose, live and exclusive to Pay-Per-View. We are sure glad you could join us tonight, and boy, what a night we have in store for you. Duane Fry: Peter from top to bottom this card promises a lot of pain, a lot of torment, a lot of carnage. This is professional wrestling at it's best of times, yet it is also professional wrestling at it's worst of times. Jerry Eisen: Oh god, who are you quoting now? William McKinley? Peter Michaels: Ladies and gentlemen, our resident idiot Jerry Eisen. Jerry Eisen: Resident my [beep]. Tonight live here in the state where the stakes are always at their highest, whether you be a high rolling gambler or a cowboy looking to rustle someone elses cattle, tonight nothing gets close to rivaling the fact that all the marbles are on the line with the World Heavyweight Championship. Tonight, the balance of power is completed as the World Heavyweight Championship goes into the Eisen family hands. That's right, into the hands of the owner's son. The great Eisen lineage indeed. Peter Michaels: Alright Jerry, it promises to be a very interesting night. Let's get down to our first match of the evening, and what a grudge match this is. You have Lobster Warrior the undeniable fan favourite, very popular with children of all ages, against Joe Sexy. Duane Fry: The leader of the C.I.E has promised tonight that he will take out what he calls the fakes of this world. Somehow I doubt he will be able to overcome Lobster Warrior who in my opinion is a genuine World Heavyweight Championship contender at his absolute best. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/LobsterWarrior.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/joesexy-2.jpg Lobster Warrior v 'The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy</div> The crowd popped heavily for Lobster Warrior who played it up, slapping as many hands as he could on his way to the ring. However, this was an error in judgement, as Joe Sexy did not wait for his music to start, running down the aisle as Lobster Warrior approached the ring and hitting a clubbing blow on the back of Lobster Warrior, before grabbing him by the back of the head and then whipping him shoulder first to the ground into the steel steps at ringside. Sexy told the booing crowd to shut up, which only stood to encite them more. The referee ordered the match into the ring, and Joe duly obliged. In the ring, Joe showed his truly sadistic side as he started gouging at the eyes of Lobster Warrior, who just stamped his feet and tried to cover up his eyes to sell the pain of the move. As the referee told Joe off, he got back to his feet and duly dropped a knee straight across the nose of Lobster Warrior. The crowd booed, as Joe Sexy raised his eyebrow, and then turned to the crowd to pose. Lobster Warrior used this as an opportunity to perfect the inside cradle for a quick two count. Joe argued with the referee, and as he turned around he saw that Lobster Warrior had sprung back to his feet. Joe's eyes were as wide as dinner plates, and he slid out of the ring in protest and in an attempt to stop Lobster Warrior from grabbing any momentum. Lobster Warrior came over to the edge of the ring to tell Joe to get his [beep] back in the ring, but Joe cunningly pulled at Lobster's shell like boots pulling him under the bottom rope and to the floor, where Joe was able to whip Lobster into the steel guardrail. With a loud crash, Lobster's back arched as it braced against the cold hard impact. Joe then tried to pound Lobster with a volley of punches, but Lobster stepped out of the way, and lifted Joe crown jewels first onto the top of the guardrail. The fans seemed to enjoy it as the crimson lollipop and chicken mcnuggets dangled crushed over the rail. Lobster then was the one to start a flurry of punches, seemingly punching from left to right to ensure Joe rocked his snow cone and dice only the rail, adding to the intense pain I am sure. Lobster though relented, almost giving the impression that the continued torment of his arch nemesis was an unfair move. So he pulled Joe off the guardrail, and the two men exchanged a nod in acknowledgement as Joe grabbed at his plums. Lobster turned to the crowd who were applauding the act of sportsmanship, only for Joe to drop to the concrete floor and deliver a seering de-plumination of his own with a crippling low blow. Both men dropped to the floor grabbing at the bat and balls, both of their 21st digits searing in agony. You'd think that everything in their world was connected by their beastus maximus and dangling cashews given the way both men sold the torment. Eventually they both gingerly grabbed at the apron and hauled their bodies, with their sore Dirk Diggler's, their sore disco sticks and all into the ring. Both men stared up at the ring lights, before slowly rising to their feet. Joe Sexy got the jump and was able to whip Lobster Warrior across the ring and then drop him with a crisp clothesline. From there Joe went back to his tried and true tactics and started ripping and gouging at Lobster's face again, before pulling him up slightly and wrenching his knee into the small of his back as he wrenched back his shoulder blades. Joe kept in this rest hold for as long as he could before the fans would have left and gone down the streets to Wendy's before being so besotted in boredom that they even went down to the cinema and caught Ashton Kutcher in the Killers. The fans seemed to announce they were unhappy by the beginning of a Mexican clap off around the stadium, and before they were victimised into having to mentally undress Katherine Heigl while sitting through Ashton Kutcher attempting to act ("Look at me, I am Ashton, I can act because I have a MILF and I punk people."), which seemed to re-energise Lobster Warrior (from the script of course) to rise to his feet, over-turn Joe Sexy and drop him with a DDT of his own. Niiiice. Two minutes of a rest hold followed by a polished move. Did you see that Randy? The next move doesn't have to be a cluster you know what. I'm not going to bore you with the next several minutes, as that's largely what it was. Pretty [beep] weak attempts at crowd control with the usual dirty heel tactic followed by Lobster doing something good and hamming it up to the fellow turtles in the crowd. Anyhow, after pressing fast forward, I can tell you that the ending happened like this. Joe Sexy pinned Lobster Warrior. ... ... ... ... ... Oh, you wanted to know how? Why didn't you just ask already? Fine. I'm on double over time pay for this description. Lobster Warrior and Joe Sexy criss-crossed the ring off a slinging irish whip spot, Lobster Warrior though caught Joe Sexy and dropped him with a sunset flip. Lobster stumbed backwards looking to sit on his face to get a pinfall, but Joe again hit the low blow, rose to his knees with his feet on the ropes and covered Lobster with a handful of tights. Wrestling 101 cheatery by Joe Sexy. The nerve of the man! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 12:36, Joe Sexy Grade: C+</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Typical, just typical. Jerry Eisen: Typical of a winner's attitude Peter, Joe Sexy and the C.I.E, they're on a roll. Peter Michaels: Fans, the action only gets hotter from here. Remember, later tonight Rich Money will be putting his SWF World Heavyweight Championship on the line against Eric Eisen, but also tonight, Christian Faith and Jack Bruce have their own mountain to climb, and a short while ago Ana Garcia caught up with these two men. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AnaGarcia_alt2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg</div> We are in a sit down interview room, it is a dark blue, with the spotlight firmly hovering over two seats. 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith and 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce walk into the room, nod their head towards where the camera is, and take a seat. Christian drops painfully down, experiencing every ache in his body from fifteen to twenty years of brutal professional wrestling. We next hear the familiar voice of one Ana Garcia. Ana Garcia: I think you for joining me Christian and Jack. Tonight, in a matter of hours you will face off in one of the most eagerly anticipated tag team match ups in SWF history. Everyone from New York to New Orleans is talking about it, because this is more than just any typical professional wrestling tag match between a group of four men, we are looking at four legends, we are looking at four different points of views, and Christian Faith, you will be looking across the ring at two sadistic souls who are trying to torture you into submission. How have you prepared for this evening? The husky voice of Christian Faith begins as he narrows his eyes towards Ana. Christian Faith: How have I prepared, Ana? How have I prepared? Ana, when you have been in the business as long as I have, preparation becomes one tenth physical recovery, ninety per cent mental. Night after night as I laid in my bed, usually in a hotel room away from my family, away from any consolation or empathy, aching and quivering in pain, I laid trying to avoid going to sleep. I laid there avoiding going to sleep because I knew what was on the other side. And it was a nightmare of the fiery pits of hell that I am going to have to endure tonight for what is right, for what is just. My experience has taught me to time my preparation, Ana. And fortunately, as I walk into the Nevada State Armoury tonight, I know as I look across the ring at Marat Khoklov and Vengeance that I have timed my preparation perfectly. I have landed on the precipice. That precipice of mental emotions that allows me to endure such a legacy in this sport. It's a fine balancing act of being so chaotic in the mind as to bring about aggression, and so drained as to block out the outside influences and give pure concentration. One day further and I would be living that nightmare in the ring in front of 30,000 screaming Nevadans. But not tonight Ana, tonight I'm living the dream. The dream of sin. The dream of pain. The dream of anguish. The dream of irrefutable agony. The dream of success. Because good things don't come easily Ana. Jack Bruce: Sweet lord of mercy, WOOOO baby, Ana you are looking fine and you are certainly too sweet to be sour. Loving you would be like living on the edge of a lightning bolt. Brother Christian, I hear you. I hear you. I... hear.... you. I understand your physical torment. I understand because brother I lost my World Heavyweight Championship in the most galling of manners last December in Memphis, brother. And yet I know you are going through more, if that is at all possible. So tonight, despite all your rage you will still be a rat in the cage. And brother, from the eye of the tiger with the thrill of the fight, we'll be rising up to the challenge of our rivals. And this tiger will be sitting back in the corner keeping an eye out for you, because tonight, when we collect the win, it'll be sweeter than playing your final encore in front of 90,000 screaming fans at Wembley. It'll be more meaningful than the rift that brings others minds into your view of the world. It'll be the stuff of legends, which is good for us, because brother, you are indeed the Living Legend of all Living Legends. Ana, you ask us about our preparations and the world out there probably expects a short term physical training strategy to be given as the answer. But our preparation extends far beyond that. Because you see, you are asking two brothers in arms, two sultans of swing, to put their lives in each others hands, to go toe for toe in the trenches when there is no more giving to be gave. You can't prepare for that in the gym, it comes down to harnessing the raw emotion, and using all your experience to come through. This isn't something we've preparared for over the past week, this is a fight to the death of the most epic proportions, and it's been coming for some time. Like a pack of grizzly bears standing over a Canadian river bed waiting for the salmon to jump, four unworldly warriors have been waiting for this moment, mentally awaiting and gearing up for three seconds to decide the lay of the land. For the landscape changes tonight, Ana. And I don't refer to the landscape of professional wrestling, I refer to the landscape of life. Because tonight, when Christian and I have our arms held aloft, the landscape of the land will bring about these three words... Justice... Integrity... Legacies. Justice for all those denied justice over the years from the men and women of Selma to the boys and girls in that crowd tonight in their day to day lives. Integrity as in fulfilling what is right. And legacies. Legacies Ana. Legacies. Because tonight, when all is said and done, everyone will remember Christian Faith and Jack Bruce. Baby, you better believe that. Because it's real. It's the truth. Tonight.... You better believe the truth.</div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Boy, they sound focussed for tonight. What a match it promises to be. Jerry Eisen: Even I have to admit that I'd be scared facing them. Peter Michaels: Thankfully it's not you, huh? I don't think an immortal like Vengeance knows the meaning of fear. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JamesPrudence_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JungleJack.jpg 'Platinum' James Prudence v Jungle Lord</div> This was a fairly slowed paced match. At the start of the contest, Jungle Lord quickly got the crowd hot with some very stiff kicks and rasping slaps to the ribcage of James Prudence, with his chest going as red as a beetroot. Jungle Lord then whipped him into the corner and carried out in some frenetic slapping before James Prudence raked at his eyes to stop the momentum. Prudence then jumped up and hit a drop kick which sent Jungle Lord back into the ropes, stumbling, before Prudence dropped him with a swinging neckbreaker. Prudence brought him back to his feet and hit a nasty palm thrust into the throat of Jungle Lord, causing Jungle Lord to gasp for air, before Prudence smartly put him into an abdominal stretch, stretching out the lungs. He held him in there for so long that Jungle Lord desperately stretched his right hand to get free, finally get his arm free and storming forward to the corner to cause an impact to break the hold. But with Jungle Lord only collapsing over the top turnbuckle, Prudence sprung in with a cross body over the back of Jungle Lord, squashing his lungs again against the turnbuckle padding. Jungle Lord dropped to the mat, and Prudence kicked him savagely in the jaw. With the crowd ooohing, James Prudence then swivelled his hips in a condescending taunt, seemingly becoming infatuated with himself rather than worrying about his opponent. When he turned around to pick Jungle Lord up, Lord was able to hit a punch into the sternum area of James Prudence, causing him to drop to his knees. Jungle Lord gained the chance to lie back on his back for a few seconds before grabbing himself by the ropes and pulling himself back to his feet. But James Prudence got up gingerly and raked his fingers across the back of Jungle Lord, before hitting again the swinging neckbreaker. Jungle Lord clutched at his head as he was brought back to his feet. Prudence whipped him across the ring but this time it was Jungle Lord who hit his drop kick into the face of James Prudence. James Prudence stumbled around, giving Jungle Lord time to hit a standing side kick to the head. Prudence dropped to the mat, and Jungle Lord stamped his bare feet on the mat, daring Prudence to raise himself. Prudence got up slowly, refusing to look at Jungle Lord, seemingly knowing the carnage awaiting. But when he did turn around, he grabbed the referee and held him as a human shield. Jungle Lord was twixted in between and decided not to kick out, and then Prudence moved the referee aside, kicked Jungle Lord in the stomach, and dropped him with a gutwrench suplex. Lord slowly started getting up, but Prudence was waiting, and before Jungle Lord could get to his feet... BANG! Surf's up! From nowhere. Book 'em, dano! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 8:02, James Prudence Grade: C-</div> </div></blockquote> Jerry Eisen: What a night for the C.I.E. They're that DAMN dangerous. It took just one split second for James Prudence to destroy Jungle Lord with Surf's Up. Peter Michaels: What a destructive move indeed! Poor old Jungle Lord is going to have a headache for weeks! <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/BigCatBrandon_alt4.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SqueekyMcClean.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SteveFrehley.jpg http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SWF_NA.jpg SWF North American Championship 'Big Cat' Brandon James © v John 'Squeeky' McClean v 'The Dark Destroyer' Steve Frehley</div> One of the really interesting aspects of this bout was clearly the conflicts between Brandon James and his stable-mate Squeeky McClean. To follow standard protocol, Squeeky should have been nothing but an aide for his colleague. This could have made this match somewhat of a fait-a-compli for the title holder. But instead, Squeeky had thoughts of his own, clearly seeing this as an opportunity to reinstate himself as one of the premier wrestlers around the world by gaining the North American Championship. Across the ring in this triangle was Steve Frehley, an up and coming legend who has already tasted the sweet taste of the World Heavyweight Championship. But right here, right now, he knew he was in for the fight of his life against in particular Brandon James, the living SWF epitome of the DaVE lifestyle. But Squeeky's appearance made this so interesting. There was simply no way out. No easy leverage for Brandon James. Because at every turn when he thought he'd swung momentum he had to keep in the back of his mind his pesky little supposed ally, and all this allowed was for Frehley the chance to recoup. But likewise for Frehley any anticipated momentum gain for him was also savaged by the third party. You would probably nominate this in the over-booked category, there was a number of sneak pin fall attempts, a couple of big moves that probably should have ended the match, but ultimately the third party stopped the match finishing early. This went on and on, and eventually the match was dragged outside the ring, which allowed Brandon James to explore his element to its fullest extent. The crowd were within inches of steel chairs and kendo stick shots, every blissful shot embraced by this capacity crowd. Squeeky, the ever manipulative sneak that he is realised that no pinfalls could be made outside the ring, so he decided to let Frehley and James man handle themselves out of the ring, beating themselves up leaving Squeeky with a realistic shot at an upset win. The brutality continued up the aisle, both men selling powerful blows. Frehley had a massive impact when he went charging head and shoulder first into James who was prone against the steel guadrail, only for the Champion to move at the last second, causing Frehley to open himself up with a massive cut across his forehead. James sat in the middle of the aisle smiling at the devastation, as medicos raced down the aisle to check on Frehley, but the former World Heavyweight Champion brushed them off. The referee came out and told Frehley he was going to stop the fight for blood, but Frehley grabbed the referee by the shirt and with just a ****ed fist threat clearly made the referee take back his warning. James hauled Frehley back into the ring, but it was Squeeky who was waiting, and very quickly he rolled Frehley up for a near fall. James kicked him off, and the two men stood toe to toe. Frehley pushed Squeeky in the chest and started arguing with him. He then clotheslined Squeeky over the top rope with such venom that he too fell to the outside. Emma Chase separated the two men, and began to lay down the law to Squeeky, who eventually nodded in agreement. Both men got back into the ring, and it was clear from the tone of Emma's voice that these two men would start to work together. And subsequently, this became the beginning of the end for Steve Frehley. With Squeeky and Brandon James now working from the same page, it became increasingly clear that it was two versus one for Frehley, with already the blood seeping out over his eyes making things extremely tough. James and Squeeky worked over Frehley for the next minute or so, before Brandon put Frehley into a sleeper hold in the middle of the ring. Squeeky got in Steve Frehley's face trying to mentally put him off with his taunts, but after Steve's arm dropped twice, with the support of the crowd he powered out of the sleeper hold. James grabbed him by the arm and whipped him into the corner. James came running in with his shoulder lowered, but Frehley stepped out of the way the last second. He turned James around and got him tangled with the ropes. Squeeky came charging in to attack Frehley, but again he stepped out of the way and Squeeky caught James flush. With the two men basically tangled between each other, Frehley came charging in with a flying splash into the corner. Squeeky dropped to the mat and rolled to the floor. Frehley untangled James and whipped him to the other side with such force that James rebounded out into an inverted DDT! The crowd started to get in behind Frehley with venomous chants. James wobbled back to his feet and Emma Chase got on the ring apron, but Frehley whipped James into Emma, knocking her back to the mat on the outside before dropped Brandon James with a sunset flip. James was picked up again and whipped across the ring... DARK DESTROYER SPEAR! The crowd popped enormously, as James was picked up... He's got him up over his shoulders... FREHLEY's COMET! Frehley went to cover, in raced Squeeky, and he got Frehley off just in time. Emma meanwhile grabbed a Stop sign from under the ring and threw it to Squeeky... BANG! Down goes Frehley. The crowd booed with much gusto, as Emma instructed Squeeky to lay Brandon James right arm over the prone corpse of Steve Frehley, for the most cynical of all pinfalls. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 11:14 and STILL SWF North American Champion, Brandon James Grade: B</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Well it seems all is well back in the Corporate Supremacists. Duane Fry: Squeeky McClean was always in it for Brandon James, and ultimately that was a bridge too far for even the great Steve Frehley. Peter Michaels: Wait a second, what's this...? This isn't scheduled? <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AngryGilmore.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AcqTLL1CQTk?fs=1&hl=en_US" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AcqTLL1CQTk?fs=1&hl=en_US"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object></div> The music belatedly starts as Angry Gilmore continues his march to the ring. He has a very perturbed look on his face to say the least, and without any sort of fanfare, without any acknowledgement of the crowd, once in the ring he raises the microphone to make his address. Angry Gilmore: I was supposed to be standing here in this ring with the World Tag Team Championships around my waist. I left a very simple plan. All you had to do Enforcer was simply make them tap.. tap.. tap... just get them to give a little taperoo. But you failed. You failed me. You cost me. You are a failure. What is it with you and these moronic fans, Enforcer? Everywhere I went they asked for me to forgive you. They said to me you were one of them. You were a people's champion. That you reminded them of a member of the family. Thankfully my family isn't filled with rancid losers like these pathetic morons Enforcer, unlike yours. Anyway, I went away and I thought about things. And I thought what should I do? Usually, my anger management issues get the better of me and I snap my elbow through the failures throat. But you Enforcer, you've been in this industry for two decades. So I waited, and I thought. And I thought... And I thought... And I thought.... And you know what? Despite it all, despite my want to forgive you, forgiveness simply does not exist within me. It's an emotion that gets tempered by pure rage. So the more I wanted to try to find a way for you to be the first man I had ever forgiven, the old familiar desire to snap your neck in two kept coming back to me. Simply put, you are nothing but a failure, nothing but a coward, and tonight I want you to drag your old saggy [beep] out here, and let me manage my anger the only way I know how. By snapping you. By destroying you. By [beep]ing you up. Oh this is real Enforcer, this is [beep]ing real! Angry Gilmore drops the microphone, goes down into a three point stance, and verbally dares Enforcer Roberts to make his way down here. <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EnforcerRoberts.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cl-5TrGakWY?fs=1&hl=en_US" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cl-5TrGakWY?fs=1&hl=en_US"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object></div> And here he comes! </div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"> http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EnforcerRoberts.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AngryGilmore.jpg Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore</div> The great thing about these two men getting in the ring together is that it is very clear what 'story' is being told. These two men are exceptional at understanding psychology and delivering a product to the fans that develops a storyline. So it should come as no surprise that my report on this match looks to rally behind that, and deliver to you a new storyline. And a definite change of disposition. There had been some feigning over the past two to three weeks on the disposition of one Enforcer Roberts. And here, through just using subtle face tactics compared to the extreme heel tactics of Angry, in the most classic form possible delivered himself a pure turn in the match to a babyface disposition. How did he do this? After a series of two to three spots that were intermingled with brilliant counter moves, rendering all offense useless, Enforcer offered his hand to Angry, who simply slapped him across the face. From here, Angry went the classic heel route of raking Enforcer over the eyes, and from his position of blindness executing a textbook sleeper hold in the centre of the ring. Enforcer, like Frehley earlier in the night seemed to be losing focus and going good-night time, but Enforcer clutched his arm out, begging for some help from the fans. Finally they started rally and Enforcer's arm waved in response. Roberts rose to his feet and brought Gilmore across his shoulder, using his own body position to bring him to the mat. Enforcer then attempted a cross arm-breaker submission on Gilmore, but Gilmore reached for the ropes forcing Roberts to break the hold. Gilmore though caught the unsuspecting Roberts with a low blow and took him down into a pinfall, with his boots on the rope. Fortunately Roberts was able to kick out. Roberts clapped to the fans as the two men rose and as they circled the ring and the fans began to respond. They worked a couple of chain wrestling spots across the ring before Roberts dropped Gilmore with a high cross body block. Roberts roared to the crowd, who roared in behind him. He whipped Gilmore back across the ring and leap frogged Angry as he came back before turning and hitting a standing side kick, driving Gilmore into the corner. Roberts mounted the bottom rope and with the crowd counting pounded in a standing ten count of punches. Gilmore stumbled forward and dropped nose first to the mat, before taking the easy way and rolling to the outside. Gilmore grabbed at his face before demanding the referee keep Roberts back so he could enter the ring. The two men then exchanged an elaborate series of submission holds and counters on the mat. Gilmore took Roberts down eventually with a lethal ankle lock. Roberts was in the centre of the ring, and with the crowd urging him on after the longest time he was able to stretch out to the bottom rope and grab it for dear life. However, Gilmore would not release, before finally he was threatened with disqualification. Gilmore argued with the referee, giving Roberts time to go for an inside cradle... 1...2... Gilmore rolled through, feet on the ropes...1.....2... but Roberts got free in the knick of time. The two men circled the ring again before hooking up. Gilmore got the advantage and went into a go behind, before hitting a bridged german suplex. 1...2... kick out at the last possible moment. Roberts urged the crowd on once more, and with Gilmore distracted arguing with the referee Roberts attempted the fabled R.C.T, but Gilmore knew it was coming and dropped to his knees to land a crippling low blow. Gilmore raced across the ring and came back with a swinging neckbreaker to down Roberts. Gilmore stomped on the face of Roberts, before dropping his knee on the nose of Roberts and heading to the turnbuckle. Gilmore climbed up.. and with an arrogant grin dropped down with the Gilmore Sky High Elbow. He rolled on the mat in agony himself, as the referee administered a 10 count. Slowly Gilmore got up before Roberts, and with Roberts groggy he was able to execute Anger Management for the pinfall. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 8:35, Angry Gilmore Grade: B-</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Gilmore has just won a short, sharp, technical master class. Duane Fry: I doubt that'll be the last we'll hear from Enforcer Roberts. Listen to that crowd bathed in boos for Angry Gilmore. Peter Michaels: I have to give Enforcer credit Duane, he is a man of class after all. Jerry Eisen: Oh please! The man is a glorified loser, nothing more. Duane Fry: He is not! Jerry Eisen: Well I don't see his arm being raised, do you? <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Remo_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RogerCage.jpg Remo v 'Smooth' Roger Cage</div> Roger Cage is sure a brave son of a gun. To have the nerve to arrive here in Supreme Wrestling Federation and put out a challenge in the name of vengeance to Remo, perhaps the strongest and most powerful athlete in professional wrestling today sure takes some cajones. To dare him to bring his A-Game is almost insanity, but Roger Cage is charismatic, he's debonair, and tonight he was facing his fears full on. But a challenge to Remo is in some ways professional wrestling suicide. It's like being a Japanese Kamikaze pilot. And you could sense the very real passion in the eyes of Remo. Tonight he would bring his A-Game. For the first two to three minutes it was all Remo. Just pure brutality. Some punishing clotheslines, a range of devastating suplexes and body slams. It was like watching a powerhouse exhibition of carnage. After this demolition job, Remo turned to the crowd and posed, showing his enormously powerful physique. But when he turned around, he saw a dazed Roger Cage stumble to his feet. The look on Remo's face was incredulous. Roger Cage stumbled around and copped a big boot and fell back to the mat. But again he rose up, and then this time, he flipped off Remo, and shouted daring him to come back for some more. And Remo did, but this time Roger Cage was waiting for him, and as Remo charged at him for a clothesline, Cage ducked, and was able to hit a standing side kick to the side of Remo's head, causing the big goliath to tumble over the top rope hard to the outside. The crowd popped, but Cage wouldn't stop there, and like a rabid rattlesnake he dropped outside and took the fight to Remo, mounting a flurry of punches to his head. The adrenalin was pumping through Cage as he continued a horrific fury of punches. He then stood up and pulled Remo and attempted to whip him into the steel steps, but Remo's power over took control of the situation reversing Cage hard into the steps. Remo was then able to pick Cage up and gorilla press slam him back into the ring, but Roger Cage clutching at his ribcage. Remo followed him in and set off across the ring before coming back with a vintage leg drop delivered straight across the throat of Cage. Remo rolled off his opponent, who verbally dared him to come back for more, so Remo ran in with his boot straight to the head of Cage. From this rough-house move, there would be no point of return for the valiant Roger Cage. Remo nonchalantly pulled the drained corpse of Cage to it's feet, before dropping him with a horrific snap ... courtesy of the Destroyer. Good night Roger. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 7:11, Remo Grade: B-</div> </div></blockquote> Jerry Eisen: Someone's going to need to get the shovel out, Peter. Roger's going to be need to be scraped off the canvas. Peter Michaels: None the less Jerry, I'm sure you'll agree that that was one of the most valiant and courageous displays we've seen in a long, long time. Jerry Eisen: Is it bravery or is it stupidity, Peter? Make no bones about it, Roger Cage came here to the SWF to make an impact, and he expected he could do it against perhaps the most phenomenal young powerhouse in professional wrestling. And Peter, he just found out the hard way, you don't mess with Remo. Peter Michaels: Speaking of Valiant, up next we have our second title defence of the night guys. The World Tag Team Championships of Jack Geidroyc and Valiant against the amazing brothers, the sensational duo, the Amazing Bumfholes. Duane Fry: And I have to say that brotherly connection is something that worries me tremendously. They have an amazing instinct to know what is required and how to deliver it. They are the quitessential tag team Peter. And beyond that, individually they are outstanding athletes. Jerry Eisen: For once I agree with you Duane, that there will be a title change next... Duane Fry: I didn't say that... Jerry Eisen: Of course you did... Nevertheless, the one element that Jack Geidroyc and Valiant have to worry about is the Secret Agent Bumfhole. She's sly, she's manipulative, she'll do anything for a win. I.. I think I'm in love with her. Peter Michaels: Judging by the amount of hits these past two to three weeks on her profile on SWF.com, I don't think you're the only one. Alright, what a night this is turning into, let's get ready for the ring announcement for the upcoming SWF World Tag Team Championship match, which is set tonight for one fall. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackGiedroyc_Edge.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Valiant_jhdChristian.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ZimmyBumfhole.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RandyBumfhole.jpg http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SWF_Tag.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SWF_Tag.jpg SWF World Tag Team Championships Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes</div> And that was the danger element here, Secret Agent Bumfhole. But she would be outnumbered, as it seemed the usually delicate Hannah Potter and Dawn the Cheerleader would for the most part try to keep her occupied, and at least keep an eye on her shenanigan's. But you can't keep Secret Agent Bumfhole out of causing chaos, and on three or four occasions she duly got involved to turn the tide for her team. Is she the most valuable manager in professional wrestling today? The referee was clearly getting angered with her involvement, but everytime he caught her and tried to rebuke her, it only left Zimmy or Randy open to cause a blind tag, or to double team their opponent illegally. The change in the Amazing Bumfholes over the past month has truly been sinister. But it may very well be successful. It was Secret Agent Bumfhole's earliest involvement that turned the tide of this encounter. Her distraction allowed Zimmy to come into save Randy without a tag, and with this drag Valiant into the opposing corner to cut him off from his tag partner for the next four minutes. Everytime Valiant tried to get back to his corner, Secret Agent Bumfhole would cause a distraction and stop it from happening. When Jack Geidroyc finally got tired of this practice, it was absolutely amazing that the referee caught him and stopped him from having an involvement, all the while allowing another blind tag while he was arguing with Jack Geidroyc. This greatly reduced any power or resistance that Valiant may have had. But true to his name, he kept kicking out of pinning predicaments. The turning point in the bout came when Zimmy Bumfhole went up high for a flying frog splash, but Valiant, in the middle of the ring to allow Zimmy to make the move, raised his knees at the last second. Both men lay in the middle of the ring, as the referee administered the mandatory ten count. Both men looked to their corners, with their partners armed dangling out hoping. Praying. <div style="text-align:center;">4... 5.... 6...</div> Finally both men started to move, crossing by one another one hands and knees. Zimmy made the tag first, and in raced Randy, but he stopped and begged off as Valiant made the tag. But Jack Geidroyc would have none of it and he whipped Randy and then dropped him with a sunset flip. Zimmy on his last legs came stumbling in, but Geidroyc grabbed him by the hair and threw him to the outside. Secret Agent Bumfhole got up on the apron, but Jack had a little trick for her, planting one firmly on her lips, causing her to gag and fall from the apron, into a waiting slap from Dawn the Cheerleader. Randy tried a low blow, but Jack caught him by the arm and brought him to his feet in a hammerlock. He then sent him chest first into the turnbuckle, Randy rebounded... CRASHING ON! From nowhere! He covers... Zimmy tries to make the save, but Valiant pushes him off the apron, 1...2....3! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winners at 7:52, and STILL SWF World Tag TEam Champions, Jack Geidroyc and Valiant Grade: B</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: That will teach the Bumfholes! Jerry Eisen: Teach them what exactly? Huh? It will teach them how close they were to the World Tag Team Championships, that's all. Duane Fry: In some ways Peter, I have to agree with Duane. I don't think that's the last of this situation. The sheer manipulative skills of that gorgeous Secret Agent... one day, somewhere, somehow, she's going to turn the Tag Team Championship on its head. Peter Michaels: I guess you are.. what..? What's this? <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>In a very dark, dimly lit setting, we hear what are somewhat familiar tones. Voice: And so it shattered into a thousand pieces. So it shattered, but the fire would never vanquish. An eery wind rolls through the scene, we can hear leaves rolling past. Suddenly, a set of car lights rolls by and we can see we are in a carpark. The lights light up for just one second the face behind the voice. <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RunawayTrain_jhdT.jpg</div> Runaway Train: The stoking hot coal fire fuming into the firebox, fuelling the chugging off this unstoppable train along the slippery rails of life and death. His right hand touches his face, and he grimmaces sharply at the pain that stabs through him. Runaway Train: Marat Khoklov you put this train out of commission. But you didn't destroy it. You didn't destroy it. You made that fatal mistake. And you made one more. You continued your assault on Christian Faith. Tonight you pay. Tonight you pay the ultimate price. I can feel two things Marat. The pain stabbing through my body like I've been derailed, bumping, jagging every inch of my locomotive body like a thousand knives stabbing into my heart all at once. But I also feel and know that tonight you walk into the ultimate firebox. For you face Christian Faith, Christian Faith with a vendetta. And there is no greater punishment... Than to be facing a scolded dog... .... Who also happens to be a living legend. You thought you'd saw the end of justice. You also thought you'd seen the end of me. You saw neither. There is an old Russian saying. Acknowledgement is half of correction. Well tonight you have to face your fears, and in doing so, you will deep down acknowledge the truth... ....of American Justice. </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: I.. I can't believe it! That was Runaway Train! I never expected to see him back here again. Jerry Eisen: Drats, drats, and double drats! That dastardly Train, he always seems to know some way of coming back to haunt the Corporate Supremacists. Duane Fry: Don't sulk yet Jerry, because you've yet to endure the next two matches, and I hope they give you a bit more to sulk about. Jerry Eisen: What did you say your employment number was again? Duane Fry: What? Jerry Eisen: Sorry you're right, I don't need to ask you, I can find that out myself. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"> http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SkullDeBones_alt.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/MaratKhoklov.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg 'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce and 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith</div> Four of the most over performers in SWF history stand in this very ring at this moment. You have three former World Heavyweight Champions in Jack Bruce, Christian Faith and Vengeance, and in the minds of many, a definite World Heavyweight Champion of the future, Marat Khoklov the pride of Russia. Jack Bruce and Vengeance would start this encounter off. The two men circled the ring before they hooked up and Vengeance's power took ascendency. Jack found himself scrambing with the crowd on his side trying to rally him as he begged for their support. But Vengeance's power extends far beyond the mortal powers that even a 30,000 strong crowd can control. And the terrifying nature of his cynical attack on the face of Jack Bruce horrified many. The pure demon nature of it all. While Vengeance himself is the Ungodly Warrior, he certainly has no cares for the mortals of the universe that surrounds him. It consumes him internally that he must stand in this ring with a mere mortal like Jack Bruce, that he must accede to the rules of this dominion. But here, in this, his yard, he can create the contempt he enjoys. And it is this mythical mindset that allows him to create the labyrinth of destruction that Vengeance is renowned for. This is like his virtual cemetary, with plots waiting for his victims. No matter the name, no matter their legacy. It did not matter him in the slightest that the good face he was smeering was Jack Bruce. It did not matter to him in the slightest that this multi time World Heavyweight Champion, perhaps the greatest entertainer in our sport today, was the man on the receiving end. Names mean nothing to Vengeance. Reputations mean little. Each man must be sadistically dealth with. And it was the enormously onerous position of one Jack Bruce to find himself stacked against the turnbuckles in the corner of Marat and Vengeance. Being beaten into a million pieces. The crowd cheered him on, hoping against hope for some miraculous recovery. But in truth, he knew it, they knew it, everyone around the world knew it that he truly was in a mission impossible position against two of the greatest monsters in professional wrestling today. It was like being Martin Van Buren in 1843 and 1844 - you hoped, you prayed, you kept the faith, but inevitably you knew that someone was taking your place in history. The true match up most were here to see was to see if Christian Faith could mount a virtuous recovery over the faces of hell that had faced him so. But for the first seven minutes he had no chance of making an impact. Jack Bruce was wearing the brunt of the carnage, and it wasn't as if Jack was trying to save his ally from similar carnage. It was just that damn brutal and deliberate from Vengeance and indeed Marat Khoklov for the few split seconds he was able to tag in and out that Jack Bruce was unable to free Christian Faith into the match, and giving the aching commodity that was his body and the delirious pain extinguishing all normative mental faculties, it was not as if he desperately wanted nothing more than to have Christian into the match. Still the match continued, and the crowd anxiously got in behind him. He is the most popular wrestler in this generation, and the fans wanted him to see it through. To find a way. For Jack Bruce, his mind was clouded. It was like facing a one in a million situation. It was like being part of the initial convoy out towards California in the heart of the Gold Rush, and ending up taking a wrong way path to Death Valley. The copious desert around you, which way do you turn? One fatal mistake and it's all over. All you have is grim hope. You hope for luck. Nothing more. Strangely, when Marat Khoklov tagged in one more time he made somewhat of a tactical error, whipping Jack Bruce out of the corner and criss crossing the ring. The veteran Christian Faith, the wily Christian Faith caught onto this and extended his right hand as far as he could from his corner, tagging the back of Jack Bruce as he hit the ropes, formalising a tag. Marat duly clotheslined the living hell out of Jack Bruce, but did not realise what he had just done until it was too late. With Marat turning around to the crowd, with his Soviet chest hanging out proudly, he was the proud recipient of one of Christian Faith's epic atomic drops. The crowd popped as Marat jumped around, before Christian Faith was able to pop them even more by clotheslining him hard enough that the big commy fell over the top rope to the outside. Vengeance scrambled in, and Christian Faith ducked a clothesline that would have been powerful enough to decapitate any normal man, before turning around and grabbing Vengeance by the skull and driving him skull first into the mat. Faith arose to his feet and roared to the crowd, who popped big time. The next two minutes saw Vengeance and Christian Faith trade momentum backwards and forth, many counters were thrown in from Christian to counter the enormous power of Vengeance. Any tags into Marat were pure teasers, just winding a couple of spots before he'd tag back out to Vengeance. Christian himself wanted to ensure his full capacity, so he began a succession of quick tags to Jack Bruce, and what this did to the match was seriously lift the pace and intensity as both sides interchanged quick tags and quick spots. Finally, the pace died down as the moment everyone had been waiting for finally happened. Jack Bruce and Vengeance tagged in Marat and Christian Faith. The two men looked to the crowd who were baying for blood, and after playing the crowd quickly hooked up. Surprisingly, Christian had the crowd on their feet with a succession of snappy impact moves, knocking the big Russian comrade around successfully. It really looked like Christian was on a roll and he was imploring the crowd to get behind him, but Marat would have none of this momentum swing and quickly found a discus lariat from nowhere to destroy Christian into the mat. Marat stood over his prone arch nemesis, smiling to the crowd as he stood nonchalantly and arrogantly with his boot on the chest of Faith, trying a truly condescending and unsuccessful pin attempt. And this allowed Marat to control Christian with his audacious power game. Brutal slams and suplexes, terrorising kicks to the guts, strong clubbing elbows, all the usual tricks of this powerful Russian monster. Christian was really battling here. And the crowd sensed it and tried to drive the best out of him. With Christian wiltering, Marat hit the bewildering Soviet Sledge, causing Christian to clutch at his chest fearing medically for the worst, and with pain charging up and down his body he fell to the mat. Marat made the cover, but Christian got his shoulder up at the last second. Marat picked Christian up again, and working on the chest pain he'd caused he dropped him over his knee from a gorilla press slam position. Christian rolled around like a carp on the mat who was fresh out of water. Marat then rolled Christian into the rope and dropped him with a stiff arm clothesline. Wow, imagine the impact those sizeable arms would have on a vulnerable neck. Marat signalled that the end was nigh with a slit across his throat. He again picked up Faith... oh... oh... oh no... Oh my... If you are of the feint of heart breed, please look away now. Because what Marat is building towards is perhaps the most dangerous move in professional wrestling today. A move that brought Marat much worldwide notice when he used it to knock out the unconquerable Tadiyuki Kikkawa. Up goes Faith, yep... this is it... the Russian Legend Powerbo.. WAIT! Christian caught Marat's head and instead of being released into the awe inspiring powerbomb he has basically implanted Marat's head onto the mat! A move out of desperation. But he stung him, and stung him good! Vengeance raced into the ring, but Jack Bruce shadowed him away from the scene as Christian Faith lunged over with his right arm across the body of Marat.... Count it baby... Count it! My god, could we be seeing an enormous upset of epic proportions, against all the odds... 1.... .... 2.... .... Come on! Swing that arm down! Please I'm begging you! Time seems like it's standing still here. .... .... THR... NO! Marat got his shoulder up. Vengeance grabs Jack Bruce, and clotheslines him to the outside. The referee is shoved out of the way as Vengeance picks up Christian Faith... Oh god... My god... He's got him by the throat. Oh please lord no. Vengeance puts Christian onto the turnbuckle.... NO! NO! NO! SIX FEET UNDER! HOLY HELL! Marat's arm is draped across Faith, Jack Bruce tries to scramble back to the apron... 1.... Please hurry Jack! 2.... Jack Bruce is kicked off the apron by Vengeance! THR.. Hang on, did Christian Faith get his shoulder up? How in the hell could he, surely he's knocked out? The answer... NO! THREE! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 12:52, Vengeance and Marat Khoklov Grade: B</div> </div></blockquote> Duane Fry: What an outrage! Why didn't the referee disqualify Vengeance!? Jerry Eisen: Do you think any mortal man has the mental fortitude to defy Vengeance? Are you kidding me? That guy probably has a wife and kids. Vengeance has no soul, and he'd stop at nothing to have made sure they got that win. Peter Michaels: Well I can assure you that leaves a very sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, gentlemen. Duane Fry: I can only hope that Rich Money can retain the World Heavyweight Championship. I really fear for this situation Peter. Because if Rich Money is defeated by Eric Eisen, then the balance of power truly has changed. And what does that all mean? I mean truthfully, everything is slated to change. Peter, do you and I have jobs if he wins? Peter Michaels: I .... I honestly don't know. Duane Fry: That's why tonight it's not Nothing to Lose, it's Everything to Lose. Jerry Eisen: Or everything to gain. Duane Fry: How can you say such a thing, Jerry? Despite everything that goes on between you and me, I still have a respect for you and your immediate family. Not your scum brother, not your trash-bag father, but we have a working relationship. And tonight, this is desperation stakes. For everything could change. Jerry Eisen: Everything WILL change, Duane. Let's keep this strictly professional. Duane Fry: How can this be professional, Jerry? Do you like the thought of not being able to pay your mortgage? What about the boys in the back? What about the Biggz Boyz? Or the Incredibles? What about veterans like Enforcer Roberts? This corporate revolution could spell the end of them. What about these fans in the crowd? This corporate revolution is not about them, but they're the ones who would ultimately wear the impact, Jerry. Because this is all about the people, the people who come every night and watch our shows who keep us in a job. It's not your father we're responsible to Jerry, it's the millions of people around the world who love SWF as it is. Peter Michaels: I agree entirely, and we're about to hear from someone else who I am sure agrees. For we are going backstage to a pre-recorded segment with Rich Money, the man who has the weight of the world on his shoulders as he fights bravely to defy the Corporate Supremacists the large guarded honour in this sport. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpg</div> Backstage, we have a pre-recorded promo from the SWF World Heavyweight Champion, 'The Lone Wolf' Rich Money. Our scene comes to us from his luxurious executive dressing room. It is a dressing room with all the trimmings. The best that money can buy. Mounted on the wall is a large screen plasma, he has a library behind him with leather bound books galore tidily stacked spine out, there is an expensive Turkish rug, and as we see him walking on the set he is wearing a kashmir polo sweater. He lays down on a rich brown oak desk the SWF World Heavyweight Championship. We zoom in on that and we can see in our frame just the main plate of the belt, complete with the SWF World Heavyweight Championship nameplate, Rich Money. Rich Money: They say tonight there is nothing to lose. Nothing. We can hear the clatter of suade dress shoes over the wooden floor, and in the frame we can see Rich Money's right wrist and hand, covered with a gold rolex watch pointing to the World Heavyweight Championship plate. Rich Money: Except everything. Except everything that each and every man who is here tonight, who is on the SWF pay-roll, and every man who has ambitions who competes around the world in this crazy sport, and even all those young men out there who just dream... All these men dream of this. This is the nirvana of our industry. The ultimate dignity. The ultimate indignity on a night called Nothing to Lose is to lose everything. This is the ultimate prize. This is worth more than anything, from greenbacks to German bonds, from pure gold bars to corporate conglomerates sheer wealth. I would gladly trade you anything I own. From any of my three Ferraris, my Rolls Royce, my Jaguar, my specially imported and individually crafted and styled Lambourghini, my private Lear Jet, any of my four mansions, my holiday house in the Bahamas, my collection of gold cards, my expensive jewellery, this $45,000 gold rolex. I would trade any of it for this... the World Heavyweight Championship. Losing all of my wealth for this Championship would be nothing. But losing this would be everything. They are calling this the balance of power. They say that it being on the side of Justice liberalises and stabalises the corporate overtures of one Richard Eisen. Tonight, should it fall to the dark side then we have all lost. We have lost everything. Because everything that this great belt stands for would be lost. It's history, it's dignity, it's legacy. Crushed by money and wealth. The hearts of a thousand men would break like fine crystal vases all over the world. The very direction of the industry as we know it will change. The dark side, the Corporate Supremacists believe changing traditions for economics is the ultimate desire for the Chairman of the Board, Richard Eisen. Wild horses can't tame me. Money can't buy me. I am the World Heavyweight Champion. And tonight, I stabalise this industry. And I guide it, through this... the World Heavyweight Championship... to a greater future, while never forgetting the paths of our forefathers. Because even money isn't as desirable as the World Heavyweight Championship. And tonight, I won't be bought by money, greed, or by my opponent.... Justice continues....</div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpg http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SWF_World.jpg SWF World Heavyweight Championship 'The Lone Wolf' Rich Money © v 'The Supremacist' Eric Eisen</div> This is for all the marbles, all the bells and whistles. This is for the World.... Heavyweight... Championship. The balance of power. You'd give anything and everything to hold this valuable crown jewel, indeed the crown jewel in the balance of power here in Supreme Wrestling Federation. Winning this makes you the indisputable leader of the industry. It gives you the fame and fortune that most professional wrestlers can only dream about. And that is what this is. The ultimate dream. Professional wrestlers who get to this level are generally very apprehensive about the opportunity that is posed in front of them for the simple reason that the man who generally faces them is their heir apparent, the man who many believe have the ability to over turn you in one swift swoop. One mistake, and it's all over. Twenty to thirty years of training... ruined. Rich Money had to be on guard here, for the mere simple fact that his opponent was none other than the heir apparent to the Eisen throne. Eric Eisen is undoubtedly a character who is going to have a legacy in this industry. Many pundits pick him as being the man who will ascend to the Richard Eisen throne in professional wrestling. With that comes unbelievable power. And with that in the back of his mind, Eric Eisen has fast become the most corrupt, manipulative swindler to step foot in a professional wrestling ring in the past decade. This would not just be a battle against his heir apparent, it would be a battle against the most politically powerful influence on professional wrestling alive today. And so this match was a slow, very slow affair. Neither man seemed ready to take the match truthfully to their opponent. They wanted to drain their opponent down. Take away all their energy. And then wait for that moment to strike like a lethal cobra. And so it seemed the only moments where they wanted to free up, at least in the first several minutes, was when the match tumbled to the outside. And this was a time to strike without reverence for the mere reason that one could not be pinned or forced into submission on the outside. The worst that could happen was a count out, and Eric Eisen's liberal influence on the world of professional wrestling suggested that the referee would be very naive in accosting him of his World Heavyweight Championship opportunity in such a way. All the referee could do was suggest for the two competitors to return to the ring given Eisen's influence, but neither man would acquiesce to such a request without forcing a lot of pain to submerge the adrenalin of his rabid opponent. Every slow ten count by the referee was inevitably broken by a quick roll into the ring by the combatants, before they would return to the turmoil. Why would any man return to this turmoil one must ask? Returning simply meant the very real possibility, and the inevitably, of being irish whipped into the unforgiving steel guardrails, into the steel steps, having your shoulder whipped vociferously against the immovable corner post, being fought like a scalded, rabid dog with the crowd in near vicinity. The answer laid in the fact that when you fight for the World Heavyweight Championship the pain barrier falls to the back of the mind and you fight in a callous manner defying the evolution of mankind. The carnage going on outside the ring was nothing short of bewildering. To a normal man woman or child watching this, teeth were staggered together tightly, heart rates pounded as the two combatants took inordinate risks. One must not forget that not only was this for the World Heavyweight Championship, but a deep seated grudge existed between these diametrically opposed wrestling stallions. One a stallion of liberty, the other a liberal abuser of political manipulation, the simple fact of the matter is these two men cannot stand one another. So they would be willing to take the brunt of a horrific assault just for the hope and inevitably of returning serve on his opponent. Both men continued the plot of returning to the ring and rolling in to break the laboriously slow ten count being administered by a clearly petrified referee. At the nine minute mark the fight broke out in the stands of the Nevada State Armoury. Fists were flying everywhere. This was becoming extremely dangerous. What lengths would these two combatants go to to destroy their opponents? Well, we soon got a glimpse. Eric Eisen took advantage of the situation ramming Rich Money's head into a concrete hand-rail. With this, Eric set up Rich Money on top of a large industrial speaker. He then climbed up to the next level, and from ten to twelve feet above performed a body splash on Rich Money. Eric Eisen for his part was wounded terribly, but obviously the full weight was felt by Rich Money. Slowly the two men coughed and spluttered on the concrete floor. Some blood even began to foam around the mouth of Rich Money. Was that a step too far? Is anything a step too far for Eric Eisen? Finally Eric was able to prop himself to his feet, and he was able to haul Rich Money unwillingly back into the ring. Eisen hooked Money's leg... 1... 2... Surely... THR.. NO! NO! KICK OUT FROM MONEY! Eric Eisen was beside himself and immediately began arguing with the referee, who very fervently told Eric that he believed the count was fair. Eric Eisen controlled the bout for the next three to four minutes. Rich Money just had nothing in the tank after that amazing move from Eisen several moments earlier. Eric tried several trick shots for pinfalls, but amazingly at the very last second of each count Money would get a shoulder up, somehow. God only knows how really. Eric Eisen was stunned time and time again. After two or three more minutes or pure strikes and chokes, Eisen sent Money into the ropes, and upon return hit a Crucifix Cradle... 1... 2... THR.. NO! Somehow Money got free again. Again. AGAIN! Eisen started to get truly aggressive now as his tension and frustrations built to a cruscendo. He started choking his opponent, and then sadistically ramming his head into the turnbuckle pad. Nothing scientific going on here. The domination continued with a running neck snap, which caused Rich Money to kick his legs in agony on the mat. How on earth could Rich Money get out of this? Eric Eisen had siezed momentum and he was following through in a very clear and precise manner. And then to top it off he hit a magician's kick to the head of Rich Money, who instantly grabbed at his mouth, which began spewing a copious volume of blood. Eisen started celebrating, and lost focus for a split second. By the time he turned around, Rich Money had got back to his feet groggily. Eisen's eyes narrowed in amazement, almost bordering on acknowledging respect. Money dared him to come back, and he did, dropping Money with a clothesline. Again, Money got straight back up and dared him to come again. And he did with another clothesline. Again Money stood up and dared him for some more, and he did, but Money ducked it, and hit a spinning neckbreaker of his own! The adrenalin dropped from the body of Money, who after exhausting obviously the very end of his second wind, dropped to his knees, fast first to the mat. He laid on the mat, with a large blood print forming. The referee stood above both men and started counting... 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... Eventually both men staggered to their feet. They went toe to toe in the centre of the ring before Money was able to duck a discus lariat and respond by grabbine Eisen's head and dropping him with a jaw breaker. All of a sudden Eric Eisen had blood coming from his mouth! Both men were bleeding, but they were bleeding delirious too, the adrenalin of the torment was riding this match to a phenomenal height. Eisen scrambled back to his feet and charged at Money with a limp spear. Money was driven into the mat and Eisen began pounding his fists in a furious rage onto the skull of Money. Money though over turned him much to the enjoyment of the fans and began doing exactly the same, before Eisen forced him off. Eisen got up and irish whipped Rich Money into the corner turnbuckle with such force that Money rebounded into a schoolboy roll up from Eisen with Eisen's feet on the ropes... 1 2... THRE.. NO! Late kick out from Rich Money. Eisen was furious, and he picked Rich Money, starting to knock straight jabs into the face of Rich Money. Wait a second, he's got Money by the neck... wh..LEAPING DDT! Delivered beautifully. Is anybody home in the Money residence? Wher.. Where did this come from? He's executing a La Magistral Cradle! And he's got it! He's got it locked in! Money is screaming, the referee is checking, but Money shakes his head. Again the referee checks, and again Money says no. But is he fading? His eyes seem like they're closing under the infernal pain, but somehow, Money rolls his body through, and with the impact of the roll breaks the hold. Eisen gets back to his feet and signals that its time. It's time for a bit of Silver Spoon Shock treatment. Money stumbles up... but he's caught! And he's caught well! SILVER SPOON SHOCK! He's locking in the sleeper, and now here comes the neckbreaker component, but Money forces himself out, somehow... somehow! Eisen can't believe it! Who the hell gets out of Silver Spoon Shock? Honestly, who? Eisen pulled his groggy opponent back up, jab...jab... jab... And now he goes for Silver Spoon Shock again.. but Rich Money shoved him off. Who the hell can respond not only to defy Silver Spoon Shock, but break away and fight on! From nowhere though Eric Eisen showed amazingly flexibility for a guy with a chronic knee injury to hit a spinning heel kick to the head. Money wobbled... and Eric Eisen caught him again! No! It's time alright. It's time... He's got it locked... and now he snaps the neck! He got it! SILVER SPOON SHOCK! And delivered. Eric Eisen covers... 1... 2.... THRE... It's all over, wait! WAIT! He got a shoulder up! This is incredible. Eisen can't believe it! Nor can I believe what I'm seeing. Eisen goes to stomp on the chest of Money in frustration, but Money grabs him by the ankle... somehow Money gets up... ANKLE LOCK! But Eisen pulls himself to the ropes to break the hold. Eisen stands up, shakes the ankle pain off, and the two men circle again before locking up in the middle of the ring. Eric Eisen gets into a go behind and goes for a german suplex, but Rich Money lands on his feet... He hooks on a waistlock... GERMAN SUPLEX! He holds on... time for another! THIS IS MONEY IN THE BANK! AND HE EXECUTES IT! 1... 2.... .... ... 3! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 20:05 and STILL SWF World Heavyweight Champion, Rich Money Grade: B</div> </div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpg</div> Both men collapsed in the centre of the ring, blood foaming from their mouths. Sweat pouring out of their pores. The crowd were on their feet, high fiving, the commentators Peter Michaels and Duane Fry hugging, Jerry Eisen sobbing in disconsolate disbelief. The referee handed the World Heavyweight Championship to Rich Money, who merely laid in the ring, staring at the ring lights, unable to budge or move. MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! The crowd chants continued. Finally, after what seemed an eternity he help his right arm up, with the World Heavyweight Championship in it, to acknowledge the crowd, as EMTs raced down to the ring to help save the physical state of minds of both Eisen and Money......</div></blockquote> Overall Grade: B+ Buy Rate: 4.01

tristram · September 2, 2010

Firstly, sorry this took a while. I have been quite sick lately. This show literally was written in short sharp blocks, piece by piece, purely because I just wasn't well enough to keep at it. I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed the end product, and I'm hopeful you all did too. I wanted to make the various spots in the matches 'memorable' and 'meaningful', so I kind of stared away from anyone too obtuse in terms of the segments to ensure the highlights were in the matches themselves. It was quite purposeful for the key constructs of the long term overriding storyline arches and the character developments that the various spots stood for something so it was all fairly intentional. I must say, TEW has been a great source of encouragement while I've been sick. I've been feverishly booking ahead and REALLLLLLY loving the product as it comes together. The stories obviously drive me, but I find myself sitting there in the 'track progress' screen watching some truly astonishing developments of skill. Anyway, to those that are reading this, I know I've kind of let you all down by holding up the show, so I only hope you've kept the faith enough to read it, and I really do look forward to hearing your feedback. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="BoomKing" data-cite="BoomKing" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Quick Picks Lobster Warrior v Joe Sexy James Prudence v Jungle Lord SWF North American Championship: Brandon James © v Squeeky McClean v Steve Frehley I'm calling it. Squeaky goes out for himself in this one! Afterall, it is the squeaky wheel that gets the oil. Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore Remo v Roger Cage SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes Vengeance and Marat Khoklov v Jack Bruce and Christian Faith Loved the christian faith promo and match from the last show SWF World Heavyweight Championship: Rich Money © v Eric Eisen How can you lose when you are channelling Captain Planet? (Got the reference by the way, as well as the few good men and dirty harry. What do I win? Poopy pants?)</div></blockquote> You did win poopy pants indeed, mate. Hope you enjoyed them hey. By my count, you got 2 right. Kewl. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Jingo" data-cite="Jingo" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>It was bugging me so had to read back over ... Is it? "I've got just one question for ya. Are you feeling lucky? Well do ya, punk?" -Dirty Harry. EDIT: Ooops BoomKing beat me to it. Lobster Warrior v Joe Sexy James Prudence v Jungle Lord SWF North American Championship: Brandon James © v Squeeky McClean v Steve Frehley Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore Remo v Roger Cage SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes Vengeance and Marat Khoklov v Jack Bruce and Christian Faith SWF World Heavyweight Championship: Rich Money © v Eric Eisen</div></blockquote> Thanks for the tips mate, by my count that's 3 right. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Bigpapa42" data-cite="Bigpapa42" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Lobster Warrior v Joe Sexy James Prudence v Jungle Lord SWF North American Championship: Brandon James © v Squeeky McClean v Steve Frehley Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore Remo v Roger Cage SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes Vengeance and Marat Khoklov v Jack Bruce and Christian Faith SWF World Heavyweight Championship: Rich Money © v Eric Eisen</div></blockquote> Thanks for the tips as always. What a collosal effort! 7 right! <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Zergon" data-cite="Zergon" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Lobster Warrior v Joe Sexy Sexy is the leader of his group so he should stay strong James Prudence v Jungle Lord Well the odd guys have to win sooner or later so if I keep predicting them then I will be right at some point:p SWF North American Championship: Brandon James © v Squeeky McClean v Steve Frehley Little early for Corporation to ran in a trouble so I go with Branton retaining here Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore I think Gilmore is higher on the ladders Remo v Roger Cage Cage seems indeed to have dead wish and though he likely won´t die, he wont win either SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes I actually go with the title change here, Bumfholes seem to be getting the push right now and with this being their second clash with the champs it´s liekly to be succesfull if their are getting the belts at all (third match would be the usual former champs get the re-match match). Vengeance and Marat Khoklov v Jack Bruce and Christian Faith Could go either way but since Vengeance have two losses on row now I go with the big guys SWF World Heavyweight Championship: Rich Money © v Eric Eisen I think it´s little too early for a title change, but this feud will likely continue to next PPV.</div></blockquote> 6 right my good man. Thanks a lot for the tips and the insight into your tips. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="totti" data-cite="totti" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Had to find some internet access and send you some picks after such fantastic pre pay view show. Really, really did enjoy that show, all the promos and matches were brilliant. Lobster Warrior v Joe Sexy He´s just had a title fight so he should be going over here. James Prudence v Jungle Lord Get some momentum back after the cheap loss. SWF North American Championship: Brandon James © v Squeeky McClean v Steve Frehley James has looked brilliant in my book and I can´t see him dropping the belt yet. Enforcer Roberts v Angry Gilmore Gilmore has much more to give than Roberts. Remo v Roger Cage I know that you love Remo probably more than I do so I think you´ll continue to build him up. SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v The Amazing Bumfholes I´m gonna call a title change here, not sure why, but I think that after the draw they could take this. Vengeance and Marat Khoklov v Jack Bruce and Christian Faith You´ve said that you want to keep Vengeance strong and this would be the perfect oppurtunity to do so. Khoklov could use the rub too after the loss to Faith. I could see Faith being destroyed but still managing to get the win which could also be conveyed as a defeat if he comes out of the match looking the worse for ware. Maybe a post match attack aswell as Faith continues to frustrate Khoklov. SWF World Heavyweight Championship: Rich Money © v Eric Eisen I love seeing a strong heel stable carrying the belt so if Eisen won this i´d be happy, but I just can´t see it, especially after Runaway Train dropped the belt so soon. As ever, I can´t wait for you show so hurry up and stop the suspense!</div></blockquote> Thanks for tuning in mate, trust you've had a good time wherever it is you have gone. 6 wins mate. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="cmdrsam" data-cite="cmdrsam" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Your sick man. You need immediant help. Fo shizzle my nizzle. Crap now you got me doing it now. Peace out yo.</div></blockquote> Yep, I definitely have needed some help. Yo pretty fly if you know what I'm sayin. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Stennick" data-cite="Stennick" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Tristam I saw you predicted on mine and wanted to return the favor. I come in and read this Crimeatary and I'm in stitches. Very funny man, very funny I like it. <img alt=";)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote> Thanks mate. The disclaimer down the bottom is very true. I am as lame as Alan Harper, a try hard who has no idea so it kinda came natural for it to be totally ridiculous. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="BoomKing" data-cite="BoomKing" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>So I'm sitting here in my brand new poopy pants, reading over the latest edition of Crimentary, when all of a sudden it occurs to me that perhaps it's not poopy pants I need after all. It made me laugh so hard that a little bit of wee came out, so maybe I should invest in a pair of pissy pants?</div></blockquote> Ha! Thanks mate, appreciate the comments. Hope you had some tissues nearby. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="cmdrsam" data-cite="cmdrsam" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Ok you two you are warned. So I wake up, grab me a cup of coffee. Log on and see these two comments. Now I have to clean off my laptop screen from the coffee I just spit over it. You two should be ashamed. <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> I'm always ashamed mate. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Bigpapa42" data-cite="Bigpapa42" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>No apologies necessary. Life happens. Just happy to see your are still kicking about and have more chunks for us yet...</div></blockquote> Thanks bud. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="cmdrsam" data-cite="cmdrsam" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Agrees with Bigpappa, life happens. Take care of that then feed us chunks later.</div></blockquote> Again, thanks mate. I see you took a trip? Was it like National Lampoons Vacation? <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="PeterHilton" data-cite="PeterHilton" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>this is sheer genius.</div></blockquote> Thanks Peter. I'm glad Crimentary went down well. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="BoomKing" data-cite="BoomKing" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Life sucks man. You wanna borrow my poopy pants?</div></blockquote> Yes please <img alt=":(" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/frown.png.e6b571745a30fe6a6f2e918994141a47.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /> Well, that looks like BigPapa42 has won the prize. As announced sometime earlier (some time in the last 6 months, god only knows when it was I posted properly before this), the prize is actually joint ... in that you will enjoy this one with Boomking. Now Boom, I'm hoping you will be able to write up a diary response to describe how this prize went down. Anyhow, without further adieu... here it is! http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/nothingtoloseprize.jpg Yes, yes, I know that is truly lame... but none the less, enjoy!

September 3, 2010

Show was a great one my freind. Was gonna give it one more day and then start a search party.

Bigpapa42 · September 3, 2010

Well that was worth the wait. Great PPV, T.

tristram · September 4, 2010

Show was a great one my freind. Was gonna give it one more day and then start a search party.

Well that was worth the wait. Great PPV, T.

Thanks lads. Glad you enjoyed it.

tristram · September 4, 2010

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Strategic Report - February 2010

Roster Development

This month we made progress in introducing James Prudence to a larger mainstream market than he is used to by evolving him through the C.I.E stable. He featured in a Pay-Per-View match with Jungle Lord and came out on the win side, boosting his popularity State-side tremendously. We also consciously worked Roger Cage into a program with Remo Richardson. While Roger was unable to dodge Remo at Nothing to Lose, we feel that Roger's entertainment skills can be used particularly in line with what we have in store for our new program, Uprising.

We continued to highlight Rich Money in the month of February, in his ongoing storyline against Eric Eisen and the Corporate Supremacists. One other main highlight was Angry Gilmore's victory at Nothing to Lose. We see Angry Gilmore as a legitimate contender to being the premier wrestler in the States, bar Tommy Cornell, and we want to create some character highlights for him before pushing him to the peaks here in SWF.

Another key development saw continual progression in the relative skills of the Amazing Bumfholes. The Secret Agent Bumfhole has captured the imagination according to our online agents who indicate that the Bumfhole storylines within the I.W.C. are the most clicked on storylines on wrestling websites at the moment. Most importantly, their in ring attributes seem to be on the rise. We are very keen to establish Robbie Retro, Marc Du Bois, Remo and the Bumfholes into more rounded professional wrestlers as we see potential World Heavyweight Champions in this cluster in the next 3-5 years.

We have been very mindful to develop Marat Khoklov as the most destructive force in professional wrestling. We are finding a large degree of viewership in segments he is involved with. We are on the cusp of having a big outcome for the Russian monster.

Championships

There were no changes in the Supreme Wrestling Federation championships. We are mindful at the moment to establish the prestige of the current belts, even at the expense of introducing new belts for a roster that is bulging somewhat.

Our market feedback suggests that the market is in particular very happy with the development of Rich Money as the World Heavyweight Champion. They see him as a very viable champion. We have been very deliberate in our scripting to ensure that the Championship is accommodated in such a way that it's history, lineage, and prestige is constantly mentioned on our shows. As such, we are deliberately acting slowly in terms of title changes at the moment after a very quick transition from Jack Bruce, to Runaway Train, and then obviously to Rich Money.

One area that is of some concern is the Tag Team Championships. A lot of people still are not prepared to buy into Jack Geidroyc and Valiant. Some media critics are describing them as bland. We look at both athletes and see some good tag team inter-play. Our road agents note that they carry out scripts extremely well to build heat for their opponents. At the moment, we are slightly concerned, but want to continue to see Jack Geidroyc and Valiant build some experience as a tag team. Furthermore, Jack Geidroyc is a major marketing plus for our continued media expansion into the UK.

Future Strategic Moves

We were pleased to secure with our broadcast partner C.A.N.N. a new wrestling show. It is the rebirth of 'Uprising'. This show will be largely treated as a B show in that we will feature new talent working with established talent to try and improve their core skill set to start establishing a new 'shelf' of top line professional wrestling stars.

With C.A.N.N.'s name fledgling slightly against our competitor's alignment with G.N.N., we did consider pushing onto a different network band. However, the long term imperatives of our promotion are more satisfied with a network pact that can guarantee us a good slot for Uprising. While ratings are not essential for Uprising, we do want to fast-track the youngsters popularity by being placed in a viable time market and C.A.N.N has allowed us to do this. We are also continuing to try to establish programming in Japan, Mexico and the UK. We have been rather successful with this. To this point, Australia and Europe have largely defied our approaches to build programming, be it through conventional televising of Supreme TV or through Pay-Per-View agreements.

To further add to our strategic wont to extrapolate our development for the next ten years of programming, we have established a promotion pact with Mid Atlantic Wrestling to go alongside Rhode Island Professional Wrestling as official development territories of this promotion. We have secured a wide array of talent and they are currently all on specific programs to increase their skill sets.

Current Performances

SWF TV Ratings: 6.50
TCW TV Ratings: 6.04

While there are concerns about the trend of the comparative ratings, strategically SWF are concentrating more on building our profits through the lucrative Pay-Per-View market. In terms of this key performance indicator, our rating of 4.01 for Nothing to Lose trumped TCW's War to Settle the Score which only had a buy rate of 1.57.

TCW continues to focus a lot of it's product on Rocky Golden, and the continuing development of Wolf Hawkins. We believe both are break out stars who could easily go mainstream and establish cross-branding in mainstream marketing channels. This is of some concern. However, we do not believe we are under short or medium term threat in the Pay-Per-View market. In our last SWOT analysis we did however identify that we may be under threat in the television rating market for Supreme TV. While troubling, this again is not a main objective, unless it has a detrimental effect on our Pay-Per-View market and our ticket sales.

Profits most importantly continued to exponentiate for Supreme Wrestling Federation. Financially we are under no threat, whatsoever.

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SWF World Tag Team Championships

Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Team Corporate Supremacists (Remo and John 'Squeeky' McClean

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SWF North American Championship

'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

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'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.E.I. ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

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Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

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'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

Quick Picks

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.E.I ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

Bigpapa42 · September 4, 2010

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

Jingo · September 4, 2010

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

totti · September 4, 2010

The PPV was well worth the wait, mate. Every segment was top quality, the promo's, the matches, it was all fantastic.

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists

God this one was a tough pick. I don't think the Champions are going to loose their titles here, but then again freaking Remo is on the other side! Would be a great win for the Champs though if they go over clean.

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles

I suspect that The Bumfholes will be getting another shot in the not too distant future.

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

The Big Cat has been one of my favourites so far in this diary. I think he has all the tools to become a big time player in the company.

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

I'm liking the CIE stable too. Great heel stable, but here I'll go with the faces to get a bit of the rub back.

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

Gilmore got a good PPV win, but Bruce is on the top guys and lost at the PPV so my guess is that is reversed here.

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

DQ win for me here.

Zergon · September 4, 2010

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists

Though choice here. I could see tag belts changing hands but I still go with champs mostly because there is no built-up fo this particular match.

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles

Bumfholes get a win after losing their title match in PPV

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

James continue to defend his title for now

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

It would really be time for a face win in this feud but for once the heel side feels more like a team so I give them another win as it´s basicly a named trio vs. random group right now.

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

Even though you have hinted that Gilmore is going to be big player I still go with Bruce here since he is already on your main event while Gilmore on my opinion isn´t there yet

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

TWO unstopable monsters vs. legend & world champion? Ouch this one is hard...in fact it´s so hard to choose that I take the easy way out and go with draw.

tristram · September 8, 2010

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Location: Pepsi Arena, Albany, New York

Attendance: 10,000

Your commentators:

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Peter Michaels, Jerry Eisen and Duane Fry

SWF Supreme TV Episode #: 9

Episode Title: In which the thought of justice does not inspire the thought of vengeance

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At the top of the show, we follow a clearly limping 'Smooth' Roger Cage through the back halls of the arena. He has in his hand a little black book and a ball point pen. He rounds a corner, and comes across 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith. Similarly to Roger, Christian is limping profusely from an intense battle from hell and back at Nothing to Lose.

Roger extends his right hand, and shakes the hand of the legendary Christian Faith.

Roger Cage: I've said on a few occasions that coming to Supreme Wrestling Federation has not been what I thought it would be. I have said that perhaps some in this federation aren't who they say they are, that their legends aren't real.

You... Christian Faith, you are ..... Real! It's an amazing honour to be here in the same building as you, Christian. Infact, I just want to say right here, right now, that one of the reasons I signed to come here to the Supreme Wrestling Federation was to meet you, endure your legacy, be a part of history. Be a part of the history of being with perhaps the greatest wrestler of all time.

Christian Faith: Brudda, you don't need to say that. I was once like you trying to make my way into this business, trying to make it to the top. But brudda, I don't know if I ever had your courage to stand there and demand Remo bring the fight to me. To demand reality and truth the way you did. In many ways Roger, I feel the respect is mutual, because like me, you were demanding justice for what was true, and what was right.

Roger Cage: You know, all us boys on the circuit who fight night in, night out in little small towns all across the globe, grabbing each meal ticket to the next, sleeping the back of a car in the middle of winter... we all do it because each of us wants to be like you, Christian. And, it's always been my dream to collect your autograph, so I was wondering, would you do me the hon..

BANG!

'Smooth' Roger Cage is thrown into a Coca Cola vending machine, with cans spewing out everywhere. Niiiice product placement. 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith stands there ready to fight, as the cameras look up to see the frightening gaze of the Ungodly Warrior, Vengeance.

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However, Faith's resilience is met by a crunching blow to the head, a savage daemonic standing side kick from Vengeance, sending the veteran tumbling backwards to the ground. Vengeance picks up a nearby table, and tips it up on Christian, condiments and all flying everywhere all over the superstar.

We hear footsteps pounding the beat, and Vengeance turns around to find...

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The World Heavyweight Champion, 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money standing there. Both men stand toe to toe, the World Heavyweight Championship is draipsed over the shoulder of Money. Both men stand, with Vengeance's eyes looking at all that glitters is gold, before finally an onrush of security arrives to separate this altercation.

Peter Michaels: Well isn't that just right! We were here ready to discuss all that went down last Saturday night at the Nevada State Armoury, but boy, the second you think you have a moment to catch your breath here in the SWF, something new is happening. Everytime you think you've got the answers, they change the questions. Welcome everyone to Albany, New York, welcome to Supreme TV, here on the home of SWF, C.A.N.N. It's a pleasure to be with you tonight, I'm Peter Michaels and with me as always at ringside is Duane Fry and Jerry Eisen.

Duane Fry: What a night we have in store for the fans, Peter. You're right, just when you thought you had a second for a moment of respite to catch up on all the incidents of Nothing to Lose, the whole landscape of professional wrestling changes around you in a split second. Peter, tonight we are going to see two great title matches, firstly, Jack Geidroyc and Valiant who retained their Championships last night against the Amazing Bumfholes will take on the Corporate Supremacists. Also tonight, for the North American Championship, 'Big Cat' Brandon James will take on Gregory Black.

Peter Michaels: Also in action, the Amazing Bumfholes, C.E.I and 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce.

Jerry Eisen: Wait? That means we get to see Secret Agent Bumfhole tonight too then?

Peter Michaels: Yes we do.

Jerry Eisen: That's just great! But you know what's not great, Peter? The officiating last night of referee Shane Stones. I'm adamant he cost my brother the World Heavyweight Championship he so richly deserved.

Duane Fry: Rich Money defeated your brother fair and square, one...two...three.

Jerry Eisen: Four...five...six. Yeah, I can count too, Duane. I don't know what point you were trying to prove there.

Peter Michaels: Alright, alright. I'm sure we'll find out a lot more about that situation later in the show, but for now, as you can hear by the music, it's time for our opening bout.

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SWF World Tag Team Championships
Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Team Corporate Supremacists (Remo and John 'Squeeky' McClean)

This was a fairly slowed pace encounter, really drawing on the basics of brawling and mat spots to grind their opponents into the ground, with the bare exception of Remo, who frankly, did not compete as much as he owned. In other words, when Squeeky was working against Geidroyc or Valiant we were watching a fairly even contest, but when Remo came in, it was generally all gusto from Remo with little consequence for his opponents.

There were several pinning combinations tried early in the bout, but after the initial flurry it got back to its usual slow rythym. For a period of three minutes in the middle bridge of the match it served as nothing more than a demonstration of Remo's immense power, which only served to make you realise how insane Roger Cage was in the first place to take him on at Nothing to Lose the way he did. As Duane Fry remarked, the way Remo competes, Roger Cage had everything to lose.

Finally, Remo was reverse irish whipped, and as such accidentally tagged an unsuspecting Squeeky. The referee ordered Remo out, and this served as the point where Geidroyc and Valiant found their mojo. Using the energy created by the crowd, Geidroyc and Valiant overcame the beating they had taken earlier to enter swift sharp tags. Finally, with momentum bearing down on the Corporate Supremacists, Remo jumped in the ring, but Valiant sacrificed himself, grabbing Remo by the back of the head and throwing him over the top rope with such venom that he too found his way to the outside, leaving a clearly haggered McClean and Geidroyc. Geidroyc knocked down McClean with three consecutive clotheslines, before Squeeky rose groggily.. CRASHING ON. Remo tried to make the late save, but it was too late, and somehow Geidroyc and Valiant had survived an epic beat down by Remo to take the win.

Result: Your winners at 10:17, and STILL SWF World Tag Team Champions, Jack Geidroyc and Valiant

Grade: C

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We go to a prerecorded sit down interview. We are clearly not in a Supreme Wrestling Federation sanctioned arena or facility. This place is dark, its dingy, its almost frightening in its macabre nature. This interview must be of immense importance, as the interviewer is none other than Peter Michaels, the voice of wrestling. He is joined by Runaway Train, who we saw at Nothing to Lose, attempting to show himself behind the veils of enormous bandages. The bandages remain, and as the cameras zoom in closer, we can see some of the cuts protruding, some of the blood, this is carnage.

Peter Michaels: Runaway Train, I thank you for your time. It is late, it's Sunday night here.. God only knows where we are, you have sworn me to secrecy, to the point where you have asked me not to bring my cellular phone or any transmitting device. All that is here is me, you, a tripod camera... I thank you for trusting me to be here, for your faith in my word that I will not give away your location. And again, I sympathise with you for the enormous, savage pain you must be going through.

You know Train, we've been down the same road for many years. We've seen pretty much everything there is in professional wrestling. But that night, when Marat Khoklov buried your face through the shredded window of a patrons car, ... well, that was a new one to me. That wasn't professional wrestling. That was aggravated assault.

I was fortunate, you see, I had a rostered break for three days and got him to my wife and two children. I gave all three of them a hug, a big, powerful hug, because with what I saw right then and there, I didn't know if I'd ever see you again. I didn't know the extent of your injuries, I truthfully did not know if you would survive. What I was sure about was that you would not be coming back to the Supreme Wrestling Federation.

That's how I feel Runaway Train, and looking at you, I still don't believe you will come back. But I'd imagine that your requesting me to be here has very little to do with my beliefs on your future, I feel like you have a lot to tell us.

Runaway Train: You are right, Peter. We have been down the treacherous highways of professional wrestling together for many, many years. And you are right, in that time I thought I had seen it all as well. You know, I've been put through tables, I've had concussions from steel chairs wrapping themselves around my skull, I've had broken ribs, early in my career I even suffered a broken leg because of a slip from the top rope. This sport is dangerous. And we all urge the fans at home never to try this.

But we are trained for what to expect. We are conditioned to deal with the torment. We became warriors. We become pugilist warriors. We fight short, sharp, powerful wars in the realms and sanctity of a professional wrestling ring. We take everything that our opponent has to offer, and more than we can sustain. But in many ways, you begin to feel safe in the ring. Because it's an element of familiarity, something you are taught to control.

I was not ... and never will be... prepared for what happened that night. The carnage. The apathy. The destruction. The devastation. I had survived rumbles in the jungle, I had wrestled from Norway to Nigeria, from Manhattan to Missouri. I'd seen it all. But I could never be prepared for what that evil Russian Marat Khoklov thought he'd try on me.

Peter Michaels: Have you seen footage of what happened?

Runaway Train: Not for the first week, Peter. Even when I lured in and out of consciousness in that hospital, as I was surrounded by my immediate family, family who were crying, who were sobbing, who were telling me never again. Never again.

Never....

Again....

My family refused to let me see the horrors. It wasn't until shortly afterwards that I flicked onto SWF Recap ... and I saw.

Peter Michaels: How did you feel?

Runaway Train: It was surreal, Peter. I've watched myself wrestle of course. I analyse my performances. I research my opponents. But when I saw that, it felt like an out of body experience. It was surreal. Everytime I watched it I felt that that body was not mine. I felt like I was floating above, watching.

Peter Michaels: Was that an accurate way to describe how rough things got for you? That perhaps this was life and death?

Runaway Train: My psychologist believed very simply that my mind was telling me that my body should never be in that position. That basically I'd defied the odds. It all seemed so surreal Peter, I ... I still beggar belief that that was me.

Peter Michaels: How did it make you feel? In hindsight, as you sit here, how do you feel?

Runaway Train: At first, I was petrified, never really understanding why a man would take such liberties on another man's life. I've fought with blood, sweat and tears, I've battled gallant odds, I've felt like my lungs would burst and that I couldn't carry on with broken bones before. All in the pursuit of the SWF World Heavyweight Championship. But Peter, I don't think my brain has ever shut down on the premise that it doesn't think it can cope, which is how I felt.

Peter Michaels: You say, 'at first', what does that mean?

Runaway Train: At first... At first. You know, Peter, I got served a very frightening warning that night. And my family have told me...

Never....

...Again.

Never again...

NEVER AGAIN!

Do you know how frightening that is for a man like me, Peter? I am not your typical nine to five man. I'm an impact player. That WAS my livelihood. Not only was it how I collected my pay check, it was the only way I knew to live.

But Peter, those words, when put to you by your family... Never again... One has to think. Could I subject them to that, ever again?

Peter Michaels: You spoke at Nothing to Lose about Justice. You do feel you could contribute to justice in the ring in the future?

Runaway Train: Justice is a fight for liberty, Peter. But what liberty do you gain by leaving your family? The more I thought about it after I contacted SWF to film that segment for Nothing to Lose, the more I thought about what my family had said....

...Never again.

Prophetic words Peter. Prophetic words....

Peter Michaels: I can tell you guys that that was a gruelling experience, a painful reminder of the sport we are in. That was …. Well…. One of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. More of that interview is available at SWF.com, and will be up after tonight's show, but ... guys, I think the career of Runaway Train is over.

Duane Fry: You know, I'm just glad he's alive. I have been to his household, he himself is an animalistic warrior. He trains hard. He prepares hard. He fights hard. Love him or loathe him. But... no one is ever really prepared for that....

Peter Michaels: Fans, I have just received word, that later tonight, in a special main event tag team match, we are going to have Christian Faith and the World Heavyweight Champion himself, Rich Money, tagging to take on Vengeance and Marat Khoklov.

Duane Fry: Vengeance sends chills up and down my spine, Peter. The intensity he is showing of late makes him so dangerous. And his morbid immortality makes him so sinister that, well, the title the Ungodly Warrior is truly befitting of him.

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The Amazing Bumfholes (Zimmy Bumfhole and Randy Bumfhole) v The Incredibles (Captain Atomic and American Machine)

This was a short bout, certainly not one I would term short and sharp. The Incredibles are a little loose with some of their tag work at the moment and despite their valiance and bravado after a brief two to three minute start where they were fairly hot, no selling a lot of deceptive heel tactics... they eventually fell prey to the far more superior and athletic Amazing Bumfholes.

The turn in proceedings of course, came off the interference of one Secret Agent Bumfhole. Captain Atomic could easily have stopped her from having an impact on American Machine, but Captain Atomic, in a show of chivalry or stupidity chose not to attack the beautiful young woman.

This was a mistake the The Incredibles would not recover from, as we saw the type of form from the Amazing Bumfholes that so richly set them up for a shot at the Tag Team Championships at Nothing to Lose. Despite or two counter spots from Captain Atomic, it was of no use as Randy Bumfhole methodically set up for, and delivered the whiplash effect of the Bumfhole Buster for the pinfall win.

Result: Your winners at 7:28, The Amazing Bumfholes

Grade: C-

Peter Michaels: Another dominant performance from Randy and Zimmy.

Jerry Eisen: It's only a matter of time before they assume the mantle as the undisputed, and crowned, best tag team in professional wrestlings. Did you know they are B.F.F.'s?

Peter Michaels: B F whats?

Jerry Eisen: You know what I mean you stone cold MILF.

Peter Michaels: No, I don't think I do, and frankly, I don't think you do either. But coming up after the break, it's all the line folks, the North American Championship, as 'Big Cat' Brandon James with Emma Chase....

Duane Fry: I'm calling MILF...

Peter Michaels: ... Will defend against Gregory Black. Stay tuned! You cannot afford to miss this. What a great night of wrestling this is!

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SWF North American Championship
'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black

This was a bit of a pick-me-up from the previous match on the card. The contrasts of the athleticism of Gregory Black and the brutal hardcore streak within Brandon James were well played out. Emma Chase was her usual manipulative self, but Gregory was too cool for skewl to get lured into any heinous beauty booty heel trap.

The first four of five minutes were fulled with a lot of momentum shifts. These were not particularly well grounded in any storytelling aspect, so in some cases these momentum shifts weren't sold to the audience, both live and across the globe, as well as they should have been, and thus some of the moves lost impact simply because they didn't quite have the intention that good direction provides it.

At the five minute mark, the bout spilled to the outside, and in a brief thirty second interlude, despite an initial display of agility by Gregory Black to avert an irish whip into the guardrails, this yard of Brandon James' became another field of death for his opponent. Such was the battery from James, that Black took a fearful impact.

Back into the ring they went, and after another minute, Gregory started to stem the flow. The crowd was getting right behind him, but before he could make an impact...

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James Prudence, Platinum... appeared. He helped distract referee Ric Young long enough for Emma Chase to pass a set of brass knucks to Brandon James, who promptly administered the foreign object into the forehead of his opponent. Prudence then dropped from the apron, allowing Ric Young to get back in time to make the pinfall cover. What a sinister way to grab a win.

Result: Your winner at 8:25, and STILL SWF North American Champion, Brandon James

Grade: B-

Peter Michaels: When will we see an end to this? Huh? The C.E.I. are out of control.

Duane Fry: Are they some sort of political faction of the Corporate Supremacists?

Jerry Eisen: Look, James Prudence was in the right place, at the right time.

Duane Fry: So you're saying that he just happened to be walking along of the apron of the ring at this exact moment, for no other reason than to stab Gregory Black in the back?

Jerry Eisen: I don't believe that's what I said.

Duane Fry: It sure sounded like it to me.

Jerry Eisen: Maybe you need to clean your ears. I said, James Prudence was in the right place, at the right time.

Duane Fry: So you think what he did was right?

Jerry Eisen: We all know that one in the hand is worth two in the bush.

Duane Fry: What are you talking about?

Jerry Eisen: The next match, wow, I can't wait. Peter, whose up next?

Peter Michaels: Well, it's Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior up againts C.I.E...

Jerry Eisen: See? I get it now, James Prudence got his times wrong. He was merely waiting back there to make his entrance, and he got the shock of his life when he was told by the referee he wasn't due up yet. Wow! What enthusiasm! Sheer youth enthusiasm wanting to be in the ring before you're even due!

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'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.E.I. ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)

This was a short match, an overbooked encounter with frequent tags in and out. You'd almost say this was like a WCW lucha six man match where frankly, any man at any time would find himself open for a slappin. And a slappin was an apt description, because boy, didn't the Masterdon of Sexiness Joe Sexy cop an instant shock to the system when Jungle Lord got his opportunity to take out his anger on the man who contrived this sanctimonious tribe of cynicism to try and end his career. It was like watching retro Jungle Lord at his best, at his most devastating, the searing passion of the reverse knife edge chops, the dazzling super kick to the head, Jungle Lord was giving Joe Sexy a lesson in jungle philosophy.

In and around this, the other competitors found their way in and out of the match, into the ring and out of the ring, and basically assumed calamitous endeavours. This in some ways took away from what Sexy and Jungle Lord were trying to create for the crowd, but in many ways, due to a lack of basic technical skill, the diversion at times was worthwhile.

In the end, it was the heel tactics of C.I.E that won through, this was simply because of the brutality Roger Cage had endured earlier in the night wore him out, and it began to have a big determination of the balance of the match. Swinging with some devilish tactics on the side, the balance was well and truly over turned, setting James Prudence up to end the resistance of the courageous Lobster Warrior with Surf's Up, his head struck with brutal velocity to grab the win.

Result: Your winners at 6:29, Joe Sexy, James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia

Grade: C-

Jerry Eisen: Oh Peter, you said it earlier... what a great night of wrestling this is turning out to be!

Peter Michaels: You know, I haven't even seen your father or your brother here tonight, but the way you're reacting, this is like it's a great night for the Eisen family.

Jerry Eisen: Oh but it is. Ma, pa, little brah... A great night for us all.

Duane Fry: Ma?

Jerry Eisen: Yeah, my mother. Why? What's wrong? Why can't she enjoy this night? She's paid her debt to society!!

Peter Michaels: Oh boy... when we return, the build in towards the main event continues!

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The former World Heavyweight Champion, the man under pressure, 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce strums his air guitar from the top of the ramp, as the crowd pops heavily. After a decadent gold pyro spectacular show obliterates the bottom of the stage, Jack Bruce with a burst of energy runs down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope before storming to the far corner with his arms pumped to the crowd.

Once the pop dies down, he returns to the centre of the ring, microphone in hand, ready to address his mad fans.

Jack Bruce: Albany... New York! Hollywood's coming to get ya! You know, I get to travel all over the world, but everytime I come back to New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of, I feel nothing but patriotic pride. You see, this state makes me feel great to be .... American! You see for all that glitters that is gold that is Hollywood, there has to be a great epicenter of world society behind it to make it work - and that, that is this great state.

But, you didn't expect me to come down here and give you a state of affairs update on the great state of New York. You see, when Jack Bruce comes to the ring, that means there's something on his mind... and as I sat back and reviewed Nothing to Lose, it was like watching the sneer on my drum kit being ripped apart. Because, I saw injustice, I saw envy, I saw greed. And I saw the corruption of what should have been a great tag team built on respect. Fans... please look up and have a look at this video.

They look up at the Supreme-Tron, and a video plays showing Angry Gilmore formally turn his back on Enforcer Roberts, forcing his All North American Dream Team ally to try to defend himself, live on Pay-Per-View.

The crowd boos before Jack raises the microphone.

Jack Bruce: We are in the middle of a tag team legacy. That tag team is Jack Geidroyc and Valiant, brothers and sisters. And the enduring fact of all great tag teams is you have to cement it all with respect, trust and honour. Does that look like Angry Gilmore bestowed any of that on Enforcer Roberts?...

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With a look of unease, of anger, Angry Gilmore walks down the ramp, refusing to wait for any pyrotechnic display. Once on the ring apron he hears the familiar cry of boos, and he begins to yell at a group of fans at ringside, before finally brushing away the fan chants and walking into the ring, to stand toe to toe with Jack Bruce.

He raises his microphone...

Angry Gilmore: You need to let it be... Jack.

Jack Bruce: Let it be?

Angry Gilmore: Let it be.

Jack Bruce: Let it be?

Angry Gilmore: You heard me, let it be.

Jack Bruce: Whispered words of wisdom, let it be. And In Enforcer Robert's hour of darkness, you are standing right in front of me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And when the broken hearted fans living in the world agree, you sohuld have to provide an answer, let it be. For though they may be bipartisan, there is still a chance that you could make them see, that to your anarchy there is some kind of answer... Let it be.

Angry Gilmore: You long haired punk, you better shut the [beep] up, the simple fact of the matter is Enforcer Roberts is a failure.

...

...

Like yourself!

With that, Jack Bruce pauses, before launching a hard right hand to the head of Angry Gilmore! A referee rushes down to ringside, and we have a match!

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Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

Well, lets get this party started! And before you could say the full name of Waikikamukow in New Zealand bro, this one was on. Jack Bruce was laying in a sweltering series of punches to the head of Angry Gilmore, before Angry used his technical advantage to shield him off, and then turn him over to pound in his own succession of hard closed right fists to the skull of his new nemesis.

The start was frantic, and not surprisingly, when they got to a wide vertical base, they found themselves staring up at the ring lights in quick succession due to a double clothesline. Giving the fans time to catch their breath, both men got to their feet slowly. We saw three of four quick chain spots across the ring, each time with counters, and aversions, avoiding the chance for any momentum to build. This was followed by a series of school boy roll ups roll throughs, where both men got to two counts before changing technical position to be in the advantageous position for the pinfall.

It was like watching two men who simply were wrestling mirrors in a sense that each man seemed to have something up their sleeve for their opponent. And so it was that the blazing tempo of the next three minute bridge really didn't serve too many advantageous.

It was only when the devious Angry Gilmore began tearing at the eye socket of one Jack Bruce that he began to form any sort of competitive advantage. With Bruce semi-blinded by the light, Gilmore was able to vary his points of attack in that instead of attacking from the front, he'd attack from various points around Jack Bruce so that that his wild offensive punches and lariats were ineffective as the odds of hitting decreased severely. This seemed to make Bruce next to completely ineffectual, and Gilmore began to move with easy repetition through his wide vernacular of moves.

The time for Bruce to strike came ironically when Gilmore attempted one of his big finishing moves. After working Bruce to the mat, Gilmore went to the top and leapt for the Sky High Elbow. He connected, but in doing so, it seemed he injured his elbow and he rolled around the ring in agony. Eventually he made his way back to cover Bruce...

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2...

THR...

But he had waited too long, and Bruce was able to get a shoulder up. Gilmore argued with referee Darren Smith, allowing Bruce to inside cradle Gilmore...

1...

2...

THR..

A belated hand on the rope from Gilmore broke the pinfall.

Both men rushed to their feet, you could see Jack was still struggling with the eye injury. He struck out with a right, but was nowhere near the target. And again, and again he missed. Gilmore turned and smiled to the crowd. But what he didn't realise is that Jack Bruce was fooling him, and when Gilmore turned back he was struck by the Jack Bruce Flurry! Slowly, Gilmore started to raise himself, but a split second is all Jack needs to execute the New York Minute, and before Gilmore could get up, Jack Bruce was turning him over to cover him...

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Result: Your winner at 10:40, Jack Bruce

Grade: B+

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We see a grainy video presentation of some of the devastating spots courtesy of Vengeance and Marat Khoklov at Nothing to Lose. The impact of each move is exemplified with loud boom sound effects. This does nothing more than serve as a reminder that tonight's main event against Marat Khoklov and Vengeance will be an absolute war of attrition against two forces who have no regard for the well-being of others.

This is a battle of survival....

Peter Michaels: Wow. It's becoming very clear to me here in the Supreme Wrestling Federation that fighting Marat Khoklov and Vengeance is like taking a number and waiting for the inevitable.

Duane Fry: The whole landscape of wrestling seems to be evolving in front of us Peter, and even the legends who spout justice like Christian Faith, like Rich Money, like Jack Bruce, Peter, I just don't know if they can survive the turmoil that these soulless vagabonds can dish out.

Peter Michaels: In Vengeance you have a former World Heavyweight Champion who is known as the Ungodly Warrior, because it doesn't matter who the opponent is. It's simply a matter of creating a victim. A faceless victim. And then you have Marat Khoklov, and guys, you only have to talk to Runaway Train to know how far Marat is prepared to take things....

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'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

It was as if Christian Faith had borrowed the guise of one Roger Cage. At the start of the match as the crowd roared as Faith and Khoklov circled the ring, Faith dared his opponent to bring it to him. Marat stopped in his tracks, shocked by Christian's act of daring courage or daring stupidity, and looked back to Vengeance, who slowly nodded. With that, the two men ran into a cyclone of chaos, but a cyclonic storm that not even the bravado of Christian Faith could withstand. For the brute power of Marat Khoklov very quickly rendered this passionate approach of Christian Faith to be futile.

Marat swiftly moved Faith into his oppositions corner, mounting a ferocious assault onto the ribcage and neck region of Christian Faith. Christian suffered neck complaints from the hideous Corporate Sickle assault by Marat a few weeks ago. And ... no, come on, ... don't do this! Vengeance goes under the ring, and he has found the Corporate Sickle! He passes it to Marat, who goes to swing it at Christian, but he moves at the last second. The referee grabs the sickle from Marat, and threatens disqualification unless he hands it over. Reluctantly, Marat hands it over. There is more plundering to be done, he thought.

Poor Christian Faith. Here is a man who has given the last two decades of his life to living the dream of justice. And here his career flashes before his very eyes. He's seen practically everything that there is to see all before. However, in his own mind he hasn't seen brutality, audacious brutality, unfathomable morbid brutality like this before. The eyes that stare at him are lifeless, they are dull, they think little of the precious values of life that he holds so dare.

The crowd were desperate for vengeance, but not the monster in the corner, vengeance for Christian Faith who has withstood so much anarchy these past couple of months. How can a man so tormented keep getting up and getting on with the job with the passion for his values and beliefs as this man does? The truth is this is not your normal man. To win the SWF World Heavyweight Championship no less than four times would tell you that. You have to have something special deep in the pits of your soul to come in each day, believing and dreaming the same dream, breathing life into the same, consistent legacy. It is indeed the mark of a man as to how he responds when the chips are down.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity of complete brutality, Christian Faith was able to overcome the punishment by pulling out a high cross body block on an irish whip from Vengeance. This startled the powerhouse, due to how well it connected. Both men stayed prone on the mat, stretching, until finally, at the same time, both men tagged their partners in.

In came the World Heavyweight Champion. Marat was a little slow to realise that Christian had made the tag, and almost nervously Marat begged off Rich Money as the Champion came in. But the Champion would not wait, running head long into the Russian Bear. Rich Money is pound for pound the best striker in professional wrestling, and so it was he went to war with Marat on a more even keel than Christian Faith. He is a smart wrestler, and he dropped down and started working on the giant legs of Marat Khoklov, eventually getting the Russian to the mat. He tried to put on a Camel Clutch, but Marat, using all his back and neck muscles, simply rose to a wide vertical base, hoisted Rich up and pancaked him on the mat.

Marat grinned to the crowd, and taunted Faith, who was stilling hanging on for grim death to the corner, trying to get his balance back. Marat stood taunting Christian while stomping on the chest of his partner, before finally putting his enormous weight on the ribcage of Money. This was brutality at its worst.

Money somehow fought back after a minute or two, and with the use of his superior speed was able to move Marat firstly, and then Vengeance across the ring. With Faith's energy restoring, the two were able to interchange intelligently to build up some momentum.

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Eric Eisen came down to ringside, and his distraction of the referee allowed Marat Khoklov to come into the ring without a legal tag. Vengeance merely rolled to the outside. Christian Faith argued with the referee, but as he did so, Eric Eisen slid a steel chair to Marat Khoklov who planted Rich Money on the back of the head! Oh the nerve!

Faith looked around and was shocked, but he was held back by Eric Eisen, as the referee went and made a tainted, very tainted pinfall count...

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2...

3!

Result: Your winners at 11:18, Vengeance and Marat Khoklov

Grade: B

Peter Michaels: I can't believe this!

Jerry Eisen: I can. We're just that damn good.

Peter Michaels: I don't think we've heard the last of this! Marat Khoklov, you just picked a war you simply cannot win. Fans, we are out of time, tune in this Saturday on C.A.N.N., for the rebirth of Uprising....

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Grade: B+

TV Rating: 6.53

tristram · September 8, 2010

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists
The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles
SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black
'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)
Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce
'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

Thanks BP. 5 tips right, just 1 one out. It's like you read my mind!

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists
The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles
SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black
'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)
Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce
'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money

Thanks Jingo. 5 right mate, just one out.... too good!

The PPV was well worth the wait, mate. Every segment was top quality, the promo's, the matches, it was all fantastic.

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists
God this one was a tough pick. I don't think the Champions are going to loose their titles here, but then again freaking Remo is on the other side! Would be a great win for the Champs though if they go over clean.

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles
I suspect that The Bumfholes will be getting another shot in the not too distant future.

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black
The Big Cat has been one of my favourites so far in this diary. I think he has all the tools to become a big time player in the company.

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)
I'm liking the CIE stable too. Great heel stable, but here I'll go with the faces to get a bit of the rub back.

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce
Gilmore got a good PPV win, but Bruce is on the top guys and lost at the PPV so my guess is that is reversed here.

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money
DQ win for me here.

Well thanks for the kind words mate. Only missed out on 2, well done!

SWF World Tag Team Championships: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant © v Corporate Supremacists
Though choice here. I could see tag belts changing hands but I still go with champs mostly because there is no built-up fo this particular match.

The Amazing Bumfholes v The Incredibles
Bumfholes get a win after losing their title match in PPV

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Gregory Black
James continue to defend his title for now

'Smooth' Roger Cage, Jungle Lord and Lobster Warrior v C.I.E ('The Masterdon of Sexiness' Joe Sexy, 'Platinum' James Prudence and Frederique Antonio Garcia)
It would really be time for a face win in this feud but for once the heel side feels more like a team so I give them another win as it´s basicly a named trio vs. random group right now.

Angry Gilmore v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce
Even though you have hinted that Gilmore is going to be big player I still go with Bruce here since he is already on your main event while Gilmore on my opinion isn´t there yet

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance and 'The Russian Bear' Marat Khoklov v 'Living Legend' Christian Faith and SWF World Heavyweight Champion 'Lone Wolf' Rich Money
TWO unstopable monsters vs. legend & world champion? Ouch this one is hard...in fact it´s so hard to choose that I take the easy way out and go with draw.

Jeepers - you nearly tipped my card!

THanks for your tips, and of course its always good to read your reasoning.

tristram · September 8, 2010

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Quick Picks

Enforcer Roberts v 'Mr Hollywood' Jack Bruce

'Smooth' Roger Cage v Shady K

SWF North American Championship #1 Contenders Match: Captain Atomic v John 'Squeeky' McClean v 'The Disco Stud' Robbie Retro v 'Aristocrat' Paul Huntingdon v Akima Brave

Non Title Match: SWF North American Champion 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Valiant

Jungle Strike (Jungle Lord and Gregory Black) v 'Supremacist' Eric Eisen and 'Can't Miss Prospect' Marc Du Bois

'The Ungodly Warrior' Vengeance v 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith

Post script: Well, I negotiated a time slot for SWF Uprising. I really do see this as a place to breed the next generation. However, I plan to use it a little more strategically than that. So there will be times when it'll be a chance to rebuild key momentums while giving exposure to young talents. There will also be the occasional 'feature' match, as I do want it to be a progressively valuable broadcast for broadcasters.

There probably won't be a great deal of 'upsets', however, from time to time it may be time to flick the switch on a rookie and give them a big boosting win, and Uprising strikes me as a valuable training ground to do that. I'm a bit of a believer in the Japanese system of earning your stripes, and subsequently my booking of rookies very rarely sees them booked straight into mid-card and onwards feuds that lead to Pay-Per-Views, but... having booked this baby in TEW some time into the future, I'm extremely glad with some of the projects who have come out of this and end up being key players in terms of the storylines and indeed the titles.

As for the way the show is presented, it is going to be a very, very, very short and sweet and simple approach. I hope you all enjoy how I go with it.

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