USPW: The Great American Spectacle!

KingJoel · May 3, 2011

<p>"American Wrestling": Episode #8</p><p>

Anger vs. Enygma - No contest due to Enygma's 'no showing'.</p><p>

<em>Adds more mystery to his actions and whereabouts.</em></p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson</strong> vs. Belle Bryden, Cherry Bomb, and Joanne Rodriguez</p><p>

Des Davids vs. <strong>Nicky Champion</strong></p><p>

<em>Either by DQ due to Eric Tyler's interference, or by kicking David's ass from pillar to post.</em></p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Andre Jones</strong> vs. Peter Valentine</p><p>

<em>**** Valentine.</em></p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Bruce the Giant</strong> vs. Mick Muscles</p><p>

<em>Wild guess.</em></p><p> </p><p>

James Dayton vs. <strong>Tyson Baine</strong></p><p>

<em>Via interference from Jumbo Jackson or because Dayton can't find 'The Force'.</em></p><p> </p><p>

Question: Will Enygma physically show up to challenge Anger; even though we haven't seen him for 3 weeks now? [+1 Point] Nope, he'll scare him with the lights out thing and lay him out in the dark.</p><p>

Question: Can Andre Jones surpass Peter Valentine's dismissive claim to defeat him in under a minute? Guess the match length; the closest person will receive additional points! [+2 Points] Hell yeah. I'm going to say 3:00.</p>

Eisen-verse · May 5, 2011

Episode #8 Progress

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I only have 3 segments left to write for the 8th episode of "American Wrestling". As always, though, the final segments are the more beefier ones in which to craft. With an impending trip to Colorado coming next week, Wednesday, I plan on having the full show up sometime this weekend (as, that way, I can step away for a few days & know that my work is up for reading).

So, expect the results this weekend!

Also, I'll give, those of you reading this project, a heads up when my short hiatus (a span of 5-7 days) in which to, possibly, get some new readers caught up & interested going forward!
Truthfully, I'm enjoying this project and would love to have as many people on board as possible (as we all would be looking for as writers on here).

Mid-Show Write-up Thoughts

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Enygma is, quickly, becoming THE central figure of most of my events; even if he’s not physically at said event. I know this may be some inside information to know, ie: knowing who the headbooker values the most, but, in reality, he’s already the USPW World Champion; so, any major push would be expected. Truthfully, while I was interested in him at first, his supernatural-make-over has made him an extreme favorite of mine.

With that in mind, I’ve always wanted to book/write for a character like Enygma… In the shadows, supernatural-based, possessing a mythological-like mystique. As said above, the “Darkened Hero” is, really, the beating-heart of “The Great American Spectacle”.

The Eric Tyler/Nicky Champion feud is REALLY going to push Nicky’s persona to the brink; bringing about an evolution of his character in the end. To be honest, out of all the feuds, this one means the MOST to me right now as it will play a HUGE part in the future of this project. As most of us already know, as Sam Strong’s protégé, Nicky is pretty much guaranteed a given push. In this case, I’m looking to manufacture that push under the umbrella of a storyline which will better frame Nicky for the REST of his career (completely changing him from a pride, respect, thor-like warrior to that of a… well… you’ll see over time).

It may be presumptuous BUT I really do want to re-establish the tag team division. Putting the belts on Bruce and Chris was done for storyline purposes, and for character-defining purposes; however, it was also done in which to give me time to re-develop the division. That said, with my focus already based upon adding further depth to the Women’s Division (in storylines and characters), it could become hard to add extra time to each show in which to further the division. I guess we’ll see how it goes going forward. It IS a focus of mine though.

Out of ALL the characters I’ve created, I’m really excited for what’s to come for Des Davids… (it won’t come until the PPV; however, his image is something I can’t wait to project).

I’ve come to realize that the USPW gives me something I’ve NEVER had before in previous projects… Balance. To have a great bad-guy, you need a shining good guy. To sell an unstoppable monster, you need a number of undercarders to get squashed (not all being your favorite characters; makes it hard to book anyone to success). Also, a favorite of mine, to book an uncontrollable figure, you need structure, rules, and honor, in which for the character to break. In a way, the USPW’s traditional backdrop makes it easier to create characters that go against the grain; making for a more unique experience.

When writing USPW shows, or thinking about the product, the tag: Honor. Pride. Respect. Keeps on coming to mind. I think of the USPW, mostly, as a company built around a blue-collar, hard-nosed, tradition-based, product where it’s more about honorable warring than constant rebellions (like in the past).

Cheers.

E-V

"American Wrestling": Episode #8
Anger vs. Enygma
Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson vs. Belle Bryden, Cherry Bomb, and Joanne Rodriguez
Des Davids vs. Nicky Champion
Andre Jones vs. Peter Valentine
Bruce the Giant vs. Mick Muscles
James Dayton vs. Tyson Baine

Question:
Will Enygma physically show up to challenge Anger; even though we haven't seen him for 3 weeks now? [+1 Point]

Question:
Can Andre Jones surpass Peter Valentine's dismissive claim to defeat him in under a minute? Guess the match length; the closest person will receive additional points! [+2 Points]

QFresh · May 5, 2011

"American Wrestling": Episode #8

Anger vs. Enygma

Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson vs. Belle Bryden, Cherry Bomb, and Joanne Rodriguez

Des Davids vs. Nicky Champion

Andre Jones vs. Peter Valentine

Bruce the Giant vs. Mick Muscles

James Dayton vs. Tyson Baine

Question: Will Enygma physically show up to challenge Anger; even though we haven't seen him for 3 weeks now? Nope

Question: Can Andre Jones surpass Peter Valentine's dismissive claim to defeat him in under a minute? Guess the match length; the closest person will receive additional points! I'm gonna say it's Jones who beats Valentine in under a minute. 0:52

Eisen-verse · May 6, 2011

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/EVexperience/NotebookEV.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong><span style="font-size:18px;">"Spending money; to make money </span></strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong><span style="font-size:18px;"><em>[in the future]</em></span></strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong><span style="font-size:18px;">!"</span></strong></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><em>Tuesday, Week 4, February 2010</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong><em>Self-sustainability</em></strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">; it’s what every great organization hopes to cultivate. In a way, it’s a sign that you, the corporation in itself, is strong enough in which to whether the storm of outside influences. When the industry slips, when consumers gravitate away for whatever reason, or when, basically, balancing the checkbook at the end of the month, the ability to remain self-sufficient is a goal most-all strive for. Without your own legs, without a rooted stance, even the most flashiest of organizations can fall flat on their back; ultimately a victim of not looking to the future.</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> For years, critics have, for good reason, attacked the USPW-Empire for not paying enough attention to exactly that; the future. In a company built around established names, making up the vast majority of our broadcasted competitors, cultivating the ‘next-wave’, of potential wrestlers, is dramatically important. If not a point of interest, USPW could have enjoyed the fastest rise of ANY American promotion in history ONLY to fizzle out a decade later; due to a limited number of ‘stars’. </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> Frankly, where we stand today, the USPW-Empire stands no chance in usurping Eisen or Cornell; it’s there in the numbers. With that said; however, all of that could change in the next five years; with the addition, subtraction, and development, of future, youthful, talent… ie: the ‘next-wave’.</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> After lengthy conversations, dating back far before my tenure with USPW ever started, [sam] Strong finally brought together the framework for our OWN Wrestling Dojo; in hopes of cementing a number of future prospects to the USPW-Empire.</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> Built upon blood, sweat, and tears, we are proud to open the doors to… </span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong>THE American Wrestling Academy</strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">!</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Logos/AA.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong>Location:</strong></span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> Memphis, Tennessee (South East)</span></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong>Prestige:</strong></span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> 70%</span></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong>Head Trainer:</strong></span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> Duncan “Killer” Kendell</span></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></span></div></div></div></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> In which to better develop strong-minded, tough-bodied, prospects, [sam] Strong, himself, sought out the weathered fists of Duncan Kendell. A rugged, tough-but-fair, brawler, Kendell is EXACTLY the kind of drill sergeant company officials were looking for. In the end, his newfound nickname, “Killer” is bound to be placed into continual practice as the unforgiving veteran attempts to train the warriors of tomorrow. </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/EVexperience/Kendell.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> In the end, with “Killer” in our corner, and the menacing confines of a refurbished warehouse deep in the heart of Memphis, we, the USPW officials, hope to cultivate new wrestlers who will, at a later date, carry the USPW-banner proudly upon their backs; professing the hardened brand of our Great American Empire the entire way.</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> <hr color="black"></div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">"American Wrestling": Episode #8</span></strong></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Anger vs. Enygma</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson vs. Belle Bryden, Cherry Bomb, and Joanne Rodriguez</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Des Davids vs. Nicky Champion</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Andre Jones vs. Peter Valentine</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Bruce the Giant vs. Mick Muscles</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> James Dayton vs. Tyson Baine</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> </span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"><strong>Question:</strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Will Enygma physically show up to challenge Anger; even though we haven't seen him for 3 weeks now? [+1 Point]</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> </span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"><strong>Question:</strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Can Andre Jones surpass Peter Valentine's dismissive claim to defeat him in under a minute? Guess the match length; the closest person will receive additional points! [+2 Points]</span></div></div></div></div></blockquote><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;">"American Wrestling", Episode #8, due up on Sunday!</span></div></div></div></div></blockquote>

Eisen-verse · May 8, 2011

<p>The show posted twice; so, I'm just deleting this one.</p><p> </p><p>

Cheers.</p><p> </p><p>

Eisen-verse · May 8, 2011

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Logos/AM.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/USPWLine.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Multiples/CommT.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Just one week ago, The USPW found itself thrust into the throws of absolute chaos; as Tyson Baine, “The Demon” to us all, physically manipulated his way into the Main Event This Saturday at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”! After a round of demonic spears, and a forced signature of the semi-conscious Giant, Sneer’s ‘boy’ made it known that he will NOT stand aside and watch his recent rivals, Bruce the Giant and Enygma, war for the USPW World Championship. Instead, by pushing the hand, it’s ENYGMA, our ACTUAL Champion, who is on the outside looking in…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Overrated anyways… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Flashes an arrogant grin]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> If the USPW knew what was good for them, They’d lift their choice of never defending the TV Championship on PPV and, officially, thrust ME, and MY Gold, atop the USPW-Empire! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Enygma, Bruce the Giant, none of them can ‘hang’ with “Mighty Fine”!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Devine smirks, kicking back in his chair, as his snarling behemoth of a hired-gun stands behind him; crossing his tree-trunk sized arms in the process.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I see you have your ‘insurance policy’ with you… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Looks up at Ox; wrenching his neck in the process]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Are you going to grab a head-set too or just stand there like a blob?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Ox slowly turns his head to look at Jillefski; snarling like a dog in the process.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’d watch my tone if I were you, Jack! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; kicks his feet up onto the desk and places his arms behind his head]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He eats Announcers like you for breakfast…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Well folks, I promise to keep this broadcast as professional as possible; however, I’m sure were bound to have that tested tonight… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Takes a second, regains his breath, and returns to his professional demeanor; pushing aside what had just been said.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> As I was saying before, last week we saw the USPW World Championship match descend into anarchy; forced there by Shane Sneer and his Demonic bruiser! Join us as we take a step back to last week with this highlight video of WHAT happened…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Episodes/8.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/SamStrong.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/BrucetheGiant.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/ShaneSneer.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/TysonBaine.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/SuperEnygma.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Sam Strong, Bruce the Giant ©, Shane Sneer, Tyson Baine, and Enygma ©?</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Highlights from Last week’s Contract Debacle …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The produced highlight vignette starts with the sight of Sam Strong holding the Main Event contract for “Red, White, Black, and Blue” in his hands; professing to the crowd that right there, right then, he would make it official as Enygma pits his USPW World Championship against the rightful #1 contender, Bruce the Giant. With the gigantic powerhouse already in the ring, Bruce that is, everything looks like it may go ahead without any sort of problems… that is… until HE decided to show up! Instead of the World Champion making an appearance, M.I.A. since he was cast through the canvas floor 3 weeks ago, Shane Sneer and his Demonic Bruiser, Tyson Baine, are shown overtaking the ringside area in a defiant fashion.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [Once in the ring, a simplified version of Sneer and Strong’s banter is heard; followed with Shane’s final statement, playing off of Strong’s previous, stating “Sick em… Boy!” in the end. From there, Baine is shown leveling BOTH Strong and Bruce in successive spears; exploding within the ring ropes in which to overpower the proceedings in the only way he knows how; violently.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [From there, an accelerated view, cut in several frames, shows Baine forcing Bruce to sign the contract as he lay semi-conscious upon the mat; slowing to a black-and-white view as the crowd gradually descends into a low-roar with bass-overtones. Seconds later, signing it himself; signifying that HE would go on to challenge Bruce for a Championship that NEITEHR held.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [in the end, the segment comes to a close with the sight of “The Demon” and the CEO standing in a celebratory fashion in the center of the ring; standing over the carnage they had just inflicted upon the USPW-empire. Meanwhile, a supernatural uproar continues to unfold as, what we believe to be, Enygma’s looming spirit presents a mythological-like lightning storm; making it quite known that HE who resides within the dark is unhappy about what has just happened. None the less, the package tells the saddened truth as of right now; the USPW World Championship will be on the line at “Red, White, Black, and Blue” but, as of right now, neither of the competitors are the ACTUAL holder of said title.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/B.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In brutal fashion, Tyson Baine forced his will upon the USPW-Empire; manipulating his way into the USPW Championship at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”! Now, the title will be on the line… but… the Champion won’t be able to defend! Will Sam Strong fix the issue tonight? – OR – Will the whispers prove to be true; that even STRONG can’t break a contractual agreement in the USPW?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Yawns; his feet still kicked up]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Blah, Blah, Blah… Are you done yet? Honestly, no one really cares Danny… Let’s get to a topic more pressing… Like… Who Will Darryl Devine defend the TV Championship against next? The failure that is Andre Jones? The cheater that is Brutus O’Leary? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shrugs; laughs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Neither can beat me; so, really let’s just focus on what CAN be done… that I WILL go down as THE greatest TV Champion in USPW history! I mean, you might as well start calling me… “Made for TV”… Darryl “Mighty Fine”… Devine!!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Devine smirks; looking straight into the camera lens. Meanwhile, Danny shakes his head while rolling his eyes]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[ignoring Devine; moving on…]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> After 3 weeks of being M.I.A., cast even deeper into the darkness by the gigantic Chokeslam of his #1 contender, WILL we see Enygma for the first time in almost a month? He’s set to compete against “The Ancient Demon” right now… Will we see the USPW World Champion return to the USPW? If so, what will he have in store now that he, seems to be, the outsider looking in for Saturday; unable to defend his Gold!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Didn’t you hear me, Danny? We were…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> We’ll find out… Right Now!!!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/DemonAnger.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/USPWVS.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/SuperEnygma.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>“The Ancient Demon” Anger vs. </strong></div></div></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"><strong><strong>“The Darkened Hero” Enygma</strong></strong></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> </strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Non-Title Match]</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> As “The Ancient Demon” enters the ring, the mood within the Washington State Gymnasium turns rather… mysterious. Lights are flickering, thunder rolling, the video tron turns to static, and smoke begins to pour from underneath the ring; full-on theatrics of the supernatural kind. In turn, the lights go completely out; casting the Gymnasium into complete darkness (outside of the random camera flashes that take place). With the bell already rung, Eugene Williams calling for the match to start, despite not knowing if Enygma would show after being M.I.A. for so long now, the blanketing darkness only sends more confusion throughout the space. In the end, the lights finally come back up around the 25 second mark; leaving us with the sight of Anger lying motionless in the center of the ring. Shocked, confused, yet in control, Mr. Williams quickly goes into auto-pilot mentally; starting to administer a 10-count. A good succession of counts later, the match has been officially called in the mysterious Enygma’s favor; with Anger unable to return to his feet, or regain motion all together, in the process. While not physically seen in the Gymnasium, the USPW World Champion has, seemingly, won his match through supernatural means.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Enygma defeats Anger in 0:40 seconds via a 10-count.</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/D.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In all my years, folks, I’ve NEVER seen something like this before… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; in shock]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Enygma has won the match without even stepping foot in the arena; it seems? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In what’s become typical of the “Darkened Hero”, the World Champion has defeated the “Ancient Demon” through… well… mythological means…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Are you really buying into all of this, Danny? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs; shakes his head in disbelief]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He’s a man; not a mythological creature… If he was right here… right now… I’d…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You’d what? … This outta be good…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It WOULD be good; for me! All of this… this… show… wouldn’t last a second against someone as skilled as myself. Plus, why would you EVER cast such sexiness </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> into the dark? I’m to be celebrated; not hidden!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You can’t be serious with that…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Ox slowly looks over, again, snarling in the process; a fact that pushes Danny to take a step back verbally]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’d pay to see that one… Believe me… I would…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/BrucetheGiant.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/TysonBaine.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/ShaneSneer.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Bruce the Giant, Tyson Baine, and Shane Sneer</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Watching the action backstage; apart from one another …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[We cut backstage in which to witness a split-screen imaging of Bruce the Giant, and Tyson Baine (w/ Shane Sneer), standing before independent, closed-circuit, monitors. While their responses are rather different in nature, Bruce standing rather stoically, showing no emotional outburst either way after seeing Enygma’s shocking victory via the spiritual realm, while Tyson Baine snarls like a vile monster, his ‘handler’ of sorts, ringing his hands like a methodical mastermind in the process, the overall narrative appears to be that BOTH competitors are taking notice as to Enygma’s physical status. In the end, if Sam Strong is successful in his overturning of the Main Event contract for “Red, White, Black, and Blue” then there’s no doubt that THIS could be Baine, and Bruce’s, experience in just 2-days from now.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><p></p><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/B-1.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Tension is in the air, folks, as it seems BOTH Bruce the Giant, and Tyson Baine, appear to be taking in the sight of Enygma’s mysterious show of power…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In no way am I a friend of Tyson Baine, as I only kick-it with those of similar beauty to my own, but, when push comes to shove, there ‘aint NO WAY that EITHER Bruce OR Enygma can stop this monster! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shakes his head]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You can bring all the fireworks you want with ya… It ‘aint happenin!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s entirely possible… Hopefully, if Strong is successful, we’ll get to see it all roll into action… Baine… Bruce… Enygma… World Championship! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Nods his head; excited]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Good God, I hope he finds a way to overturn the contract; that’d be a DREAM MATCH!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Toss in “Mighty Fine” and you’ve got a LEGENDARY MATCH!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Yea… I’m sure Strong will get right on that…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Multiples/6way.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson vs. Belle Bryden, </strong></div></div></div><div class="ipsEmbeddedVideo"><div><iframe width="200" height="150" src="https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/udlOHycGPAY?feature=oembed" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" title="joan jett cherry bomb"></iframe></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>, and Joanne Rodriguez</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[3 vs. 3 match-up; first elimination rules]</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s obvious, straight away, that something is drastically wrong with Alicia’s threesome. After inflicting an emotionally-laced beat-down upon the ‘new girl’, Marie Starr, for eliminating her during the battle royal, the obviously jaded Raven Robinson appears as if she’s unwilling to work with her previous eliminator. With that in mind, the heel threesome has, pretty much, the run-of-the-mill throughout the match; a fact that only hurts Alicia’s chance at making a stand before “Red, White, Black, and Blue” that much more. In the end, after a lengthy altercation, mostly controlled by Bryden, Bomb, and Rodriguez, the match finally comes to a dubious end; as Raven Robinson floors her ‘teammate’, Marie Starr, with her signature “Night Faller” (RKO). With Starr struggling to remain conscious within the ring, floored by her own teammate, and Alicia Strong practically unable to remain upright on the apron, overrun by the heel threesome throughout the match, the USPW Women’s Champion herself, Cherry Bomb, is shown taking the window of opportunity from “The Dark Angel”; pinning the motionless Marie Starr in the process.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Belle Bryden, Cherry Bomb, and Joanne Rodriguez defeats Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson in 9:43 via pinfall; Raven Robinson turning on Marie Starr with a “Night Faller” (RKO).</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/D-1.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It appears as though Raven Robinson has ‘had enough’; she’s TURNED her back on all of her “Dark Angels” by doing, exactly, what she claims she would not… Drive a ‘stake’ in the heart of another based upon jealousy! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shakes his head; disgusted as he ruffles his papers on the commentary desk]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s just sad to see someone as great as Raven turn her back on all of her fans; acting out in such a selfish manner as this! And for what? Huh? To ‘get back’ at Marie Starr for what? Defeating you, and herself, last week with a top-rope closeline? I’ve seen men, and women, bury the hatchet for greater things than that…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Marie Starr got EXACTLY what was coming to her, Danzie-Pansy! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs; claps his hands emphatically]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Chalk up another win for the Beautiful, the unstoppable, “Alluring ELITE”!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Taking credit for Raven Robinson’s emotional ugliness are we?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In case you had your eyes shut, WE controlled the entire match. The fugly Alicia, and the horse-face, Marie, were continually overrun by the equally stunning Ms. Rodriguez and Bryden! It’s what you SHOULD expect; the popular, the beautiful , the social ELITE, will ALWAYS trump the ugly hard-workers who THINK that action is more important than beauty… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Not in this country it isn’t!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You really are an ugly personality aren’t you? The whole “Alluring ELITE”; you REALLY think you run this place because you were LUCKY to be born with beauty?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You’re damn-right, we do! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> We’re a country who adores the beautiful… Why would the USPW be any different? </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/RavenNightfall_alt2.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/MarieStarr.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Raven Robinson and Marie Starr</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Psychosis begins …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[back-peddling up the rampway, Raven continues to lock her beady eyes squarely upon the fallen, Marie Starr. Running her hands through her hair like a mad-woman, talking to herself in the process, the former USPW Women’s Champion, “The Dark Angel”, looks as though she’s finally ‘snapped’; slipping ever so quickly into a state of mental psychosis. Meanwhile, slowly pulling herself off of the canvas, Marie Starr is shown locking eyes with her turning attacker; shaking with fury as it’s rather obvious that THIS second generation wrestler is entirely enraged over being dropped by Raven in such an unforgiving fashion.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C-.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> She’s finally lost it; you can see it in her eyes… in her mannerisms. “The Dark Angel” is, officially, lost in her own head…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I hope Raven didn’t break that pudgy nose of Marie’s with the “Night Faller”… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs; hysterically]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> What a troll; she takes after her daddy you know…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I bet you wouldn’t be saying that if Micky was actually out here…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Go find the old man, I’ll do exactly that! Even he knows that his daughter is a double-bagger!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Danny shakes his head; disgusted]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I can’t wait til the day you FINALLY get what’s coming to you… Can’t wait…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> If the USPW keeps throwing losers like Jones, and O’Leary, at me then you can bet on that day NEVER coming… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/QueenEmily.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Holding Court …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The USPW Broadcast debut of “The Queen’s Court” opens with Queen Emily already standing in the ring; a slow, tight-angled, pan of her body tells us of this. Once past her blackened attire, we finally rest upon her porcelain-like face; strikingly beautiful yet plagued with the unsettling sight of a vile snarl. Everything about the Queen appears rather frightening; her look, her demeanor, her grandiose self-image. None the less, as a plethora of adoring USPW fans employ a gigantic wave of disdain, directed entirely upon the newfound ‘royal’ personality, the Queen is shown staring upon the USPW faithful with the very same disdain; snarling straight into a microphone as she, appears, to look down upon those in attendance.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s been awhile… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; appearing rather sly in her snarling]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> allow me to re-introduce myself… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; looking out upon the crowd with a snooty-air to her demeanor]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> My name is Emily; and I am, NOW, the Queen… of USPW. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; pausing for a second]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Do you have no manners? It’s customary for peasants to kneel before their queen… Don’t worry; I have time…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Queen Emily looks out upon the USPW faithful in a dismissive fashion; smirking the entire time. Meanwhile, the crowd continually showers the veteran personality with a less-than-royal response; coming together in which to show their general dislike of the vile, overtly arrogant, Queen.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> What was I thinking? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs slightly; looking out upon the crowd]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You are all too classless to know what’s right and what’s wrong. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs; crowd boos loudly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You inbred, overweight, sweat-drenched, half-brained, peasants wouldn’t know the FIRST THING about treating someone with the respect their due. I mean, the local discount convenience store can only supply you with SO much in life…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Queen Emily playfully laughs in a dismissive fashion; looking out upon the crowd as they wildly show their disdain for her. With time, after her polarizing re-introduction, the Queen moves on to the topic at hand; shifting the segment’s focus to the interview-styled scenario that the “Queen’s Court” will soon be known for.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> While you ALL may be a lost cause, my first guest, tonight, looks as though he’s teetering on the line of greatness… and… never-ending despair. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; pausing for a second to let her message sink in]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He’s been groomed for the top, pushed to the forefront, and trained to be the NEXT unstoppable ICON, all with the hope of leading the USPW-Empire to ‘the promise land’. Yet, as of late, your beloved “Hawkeye” has started to show cracks within his shining armor; bringing forth a question… A question started by Eric Tyler… A question asked by every one of you, from sea-to-sea,… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>Is HE truly ready to be the NEXT LEGEND of Pro Wrestling?</em></strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd boos such a question, feeling it’s done in a dismissive fashion; however, the Queen simply moves on without paying much attention. More or less, her demeanor speaks of someone who deflects most; staying within her own cocoon internally.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> GAURDS!!!! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Looks to the entrance ramp]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Bring me… The Protégé… Nicky Champion!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/NickyChampion.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Nicky Champion</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… The “Hawkeye” is summoned …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[With that, the crowd erupts to the overwhelming sound of Nicky Champion’s triumphant theme music; moving past the Queen’s condescension in which to celebrate the arrival of their beloved “Hawkeye”. None the less, exploding through the black entrance curtain like a spirited individual, the proud, larger-than-life, warrior stomps down the rampway; his hair flinging back-and-forth behind him in the process. All the while, as Champion enters the ringside area, a number of nameless men in black follow closely behind the young gladiator; appearing much like underdressed militia men (more so than supposed, cartoonish, ‘guards’).]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [Once in the ring, Nicky looks rather on edge psychologically; exuding a state of underlying aggression beneath his proud frame. Almost instantly, made known by a coy smirk of her own, it appears that the Queen picks up on said agitation; standing across from the challenged youngster with a sense of vile understanding. None the less, as Nicky’s music comes to a faded halt, replaced by a strong show of support from the USPW faithful in return, the Queen quickly pounces upon the lead made evident by Nicky’s psychological state; opening her ‘court’ for the very first time in USPW history.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Oh, poor, Nicky; poor youthful, angst-inflicted, Nicky… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; staring straight into Nicky’s chiseled face.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It must haunt you; being the “Prodigal Son” and all. Every-which way, every wayward voice, digging at your psyche; pulling your legacy apart like a slab of clay. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; devilishly smirks once again]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> If I were you, a commoner with forced aspirations of greatness, I think I would be on the verge of snapping; losing ‘my mind’ over the constant pressures that come with being the ‘second coming’… But you, young Nicky, desperate Nicky,… You seem so guarded; so perfect. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; rolling her eyes across his body]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Then again, outward appearances are much easier to create… It’s the internal struggle, the warring within, that you cannot hide…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[While relaying her last statement, the Queen is shown circling around the statuesque Champion; placing her hand, slightly, upon his back and running it across in a flirtatious manner. Even while flirty in nature, though, her glance, and tone, still feels entirely condescending; as if she were judging Nicky continually in her head. After circling Champion, show still stands proudly in the center of the ring, slightly more aggressive than we remember his stance in the past, the Queen comes to a halt just before the front of him; looking him deep in his eyes in the process. Meanwhile, the menacing sight of her unnamed, black-clothed, militia-men, aka ‘guards’, continues to add a level of power to the maniacal Queen.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> How does it feel to be in Strong’s shadow; to be labeled as a somebody when WE ALL KNOW you’re only HERE because of his hand? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Evil grin; pacing some more]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> How does it feel… Poor Nicky… to be… a fake… hero? </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[in shocking fashion, Nicky actually extends his muscle-bound arm outward; grabbing the microphone, and Queen Emily’s hand, in the process. While he doesn’t rip the microphone away all together, as the Queen has a firm grip on it herself, the pure aggression radiating off of Champion’s face tells of a man who is starting to crack personally; raging rather quickly while, in the past, he was often known for his calm, yet strong, nature.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [With a simple head nod, the Queen calls of her guards; however, it’s rather obvious that Champion’s grasp is causing her slight discomfort. In the end, while Champion forcibly attempts to raise the microphone up to his mouth, the Queen still holding on in the process, an evil grin, again, forms upon her face as HE interrupts; live via satellite.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Eric Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Allow ME to answer that, your highness…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/EricTyler.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Eric Tyler</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Interrupting; via satellite …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The USPW faithful boo like crazy as, upon the sound of his voice, Eric Tyler’s presence is shown upon the video tron located above the entrance ramp. From an undisclosed location, dressed in a faded black suit, the “Traditionalist” sits with a pompous air; staring down upon the ringside area as if he were GOD himself. Meanwhile, again, upon hearing Tyler’s voice, Nicky’s focus entirely turns away from the Queen & her microphone; instead, grandiosely spinning around in which to look in the voice’s direction. Theoretically, as fumes explode from Champion’s nostrils like a speeding freight train, the two warring individuals have a feverish stare-down; all by satellite.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Eric Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Up until now, young Nicky has been, as you put it, billed as the ‘second coming’; the, supposed, rightful air to Strong’s legacy. However, as I’ve come to show ALL of you, this is all a lie. Champion he is not; yet the name Nicky certainly does fit him well as he sounds, and acts, like a young child. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smug grin forms upon his face]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> When times became more difficult, when someone FINALLY stood up to the hypocrisy that is ‘Nicky Champion; boy wonder’, YOUR beloved “Hawkeye” folded; he fell apart before your very eyes. Now look at him, he’s agitated, irritable, and on the verge of, completely, destroying his stoic warrior-schtick… And for what? Oh yes, because I, Eric Tyler, have proven him to be a fake… a phony… a loser…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd boos like crazy as Nicky, overtly enraged by Tyler’s statement, leans heavily into the nearby ring rope; pushing it downward in an aggressive manner (while also showing his brute, almost primal, strength in the process). For a second, there is silence; however, there is no peace to follow such quiet. Instead, Nicky looks to be internally falling apart; all the while Tyler & the Queen enjoy the proceedings in their own ways.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Queen Emily:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That you did, Mister Tyler; that you did. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Looks straight to Nicky’s muscle-bound back.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The time has come to admit the truth, young Nicky; there’s no hiding anymore. Here, in MY court, you must profess what we ALL have come to know; what Mister Tyler made obvious in the past few weeks… That you… are… NOT… the “Second Coming”…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Nicky slowly spins around to add drama; staring upon the Queen in the process. From there, methodically stomping in her direction, exuding nothing short of straight aggression from his every pour, the youthful Champion is shown, forcibly, grabbing the microphone from her hand. For most, this would spark outrage; however, for the Queen, she simply stares upon him with a devilish snarl; enjoying EVERY second of this. None the less, after a short stare down, Nicky holds the microphone in a clubbing-like fashion; responding in a forceful tone.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Nicky Champion:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> My business isn’t with you, Emily… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[spins around dramatically; looking to the video tron where Eric Tyler is displayed.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s with YOU… Tyler… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; walking back in that direction]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You claim that I’m a fake? That I’m a phony? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; staring feverishly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The only thing that YOU proved last week was your ability to cheat your way to victory… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd pops loudly; Champion stands proudly.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That’s my only mistake in all of this; I THOUGHT you would be a fair man, a just man, within the ring ropes but, sadly, I was wrong… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You want to fight dirty? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Nods; smirking devilishly in his own manner.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I can give you that… </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Eric Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Can you? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Devilish grin follows]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Doesn’t that break the ‘honor code’ or something…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Tyler laughs; meanwhile, Champion holds steady to his speech.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Nicky Champion:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> “Red, White, Black, and Blue”… You… and Me… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; stares feverishly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> We’ll see who walks out on their own two feet…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[upon hearing this, Tyler drops his grin slightly; snarling in the process.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Eric Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Oh, young Nicky… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; allows his message to sink in.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s going to be such a great moment; FINALLY proving to the WORLD that you’re NOT who they say you are… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> 2-Days… I’ll see you in 2-days…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[With that, the USPW faithful roar with excitement as the match has officially been forged. Meanwhile, both competitors look to be hell-bent on proving the OTHER wrong. In the end, as Champion’s triumphant music starts once again, the young gladiator, in Nicky Champion, continues to lock eyes with his hated foe; mouthing words that are unable to be picked up by the camera in the process. Meanwhile, in the background, the Queen leans into a nearby turnbuckle; devilishly smirking as she knows her first EVER court has ended in, true, dramatic fashion.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Good god, “Red, White, Black, and Blue” just got became an EVEN-MORE HEATED EVENT! Tyler, Champion; two men who have grown to HATE each-other will, again, do battle within the unforgiving confines of the USPW squared circle. I don’t know about you, Darryl, but THIS match is bound to be a must-see!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> A must see? Why? I give the so-called “Second Coming” 3 minutes; tops. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You CAN’T be serious?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Champion showed he’s soft last week; submitting to the Camel Clutch. How does he EVER expect to beat someone like Eric Tyler after a showing like that?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He lost consciousness! How can ANYONE break a submission, let alone continue, if they’ve been forced unconscious?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The greats can; I can… Tyler will make quick work of Nicky… It’s obvious.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> God, I’m glad you’re not a consistent contributor to this desk… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shakes his head]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You know NOTHING about this sport…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I know enough that matters… I know myself…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/DesDavids_alt5.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/USPWVS.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/NickyChampion.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Des Davids vs. Nicky Champion</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Radiating with intense aggression, practically exploding from his every pore, Champion turns his brewing hatred for Eric Tyler toward the recently turned, Des Davids. Almost immediately, Davids is overrun by the inspired fists of the young “Hawkeye”; crushing Des drastically in the process. With time, though, the former “People’s Team” member is able to administer his own line of attack; bringing the match, at one point, to an even-feeling. That said, his own ‘chip’ on his shoulder, and awe-inspiring, god-given, talents, are not enough to subdue the roaring beast within the celebrated Warrior. In the end, after bruising the fellow youngster, Champion, eventually, subdues the athletic deviant into a compromising position; slamming his head into the canvas with a thunderous “Hawkeye Hammer” (Piledriver). The direct impact sends a loud thud across the Gymnasium; a fact that is both met by celebration and a slight cringe.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Nicky Champion defeats Des Davids in 8:20 via a “Hawkeye Hammer” (Piledriver).</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C-1.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Man, I’ve never seen Nicky act in such a fashion… He looked brutal; felt like a man possessed!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Awww… Does lil’ ole’ Nicky need a time-out? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs; dismissive]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Now THAT was a temper tantrum!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Say what you want, Darryl, but it’s pretty obvious that Eric Tyler has gotten under the skin of the young Champion. I’ve NEVER, EVER, seen him act in this manner; this roaring… </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/JamesDayton.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Dayton</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Warming up; backstage …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[We transition backstage in which to see a meek James Dayton swinging his arms in a personal hugging fashion; warming up his upper body in the process. Everything about the psychologically strained Dayton screams of a man at a cross-roads; broken, confused, and trying desperately to stay upright despite wanting to subconsciously crawl into a hole nearby. With this image in mind, the story of a fading USPW Legend of sorts, taking place, the saddening scenario comes to a slight detour; forced there by the shocking arrival of “The Outlaw”.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/Justice.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Justice</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Having a word with Dayton …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[With his black, ten gallon hat, creating a mysterious shadowing across his face, the hardened cowboy strolls into the room at a methodical pace; his long, black leather, trench coat slightly whipping behind him.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [For a matter of a few seconds, Dayton knows nothing of his arrival; looking the other way as “The Outlaw” stands in silence. With time; however, Justice breaks the silence with his signature, raspy, deep baritone interjection.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Justice:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Looks like we’re starin’ down the same foe these days…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Recognizing the familiar tone, Dayton slowly spins around in which to acknowledge Justice’s statement. In doing so, the two appear as though they’re tentatively comfortable with one another; relatively new to eachother’s company yet knowing that, as Justice put, they are, currently, fighting from the same battle-line looking outward.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Dayton:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Yea, looks like we are…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Another short moment of silence follows as neither man looks to break their focus upon one another. With time; however, Justice, again, interjects in his deep baritone manner.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Justice:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Got any of that ‘magic’ still left in ya?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[ Dayton ’s head drops slightly; looking down at the ground like a defeated man. His entire condition, from head-to-toe, dropping ever so slightly more; showing that he’s a broken man lately.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Dayton:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> No… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; looks at the ground in a dejected fashion]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s all gone…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Another brief stint of silence fills the room; awkward in a way. None the less, following such a sad statement, and while Dayton still looks down at the ground, Justice interjects one last time; creating a verbal bond without needing to over exude himself.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Justice:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I reckon Baine’s bound to bring his boys with him… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; his face still mysteriously shadowed by his hat]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You can count on me in your corner…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Without another word being spoke, Dayton slowly lifts his head up; looking to Justice in a tempered, subtle, ‘thank you’. In return, before exiting the scene, “The Outlaw” is shown tipping his black, 10-gallon, hat in response; showing his support while not necessarily having to voice such. None the less, it appears that a, tentative, alliance has been forged,]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C-1.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Now THAT’S a team!! Force-or-not; these guys are quite the decorated alliance… Even if tentative!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Decorated ONLY because “Mighty Fine” was being pushed down the drain by Strong and his cronies! I tell ya, If I had the kind of celebrity clout that I have now, back then, The Force, James Dayton, Force-less, whatever you want to call him, would be nothing more than a curtain-jerker!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Riighhht… </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Devine smirks; nodding arrogantly as Danny rolls his eyes in return]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/AndreJones.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/USPWVS.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/PeterValentine.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Andre “Da Freak” Jones vs. “The Greatest of All-Time” Peter Valentine</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Non-Title Match]</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> From the very start, far before the bell is even rung, Andre Jones appears to be standing before a mountainous challenge; obviously much smaller, much more compact, than the bulging muscular frame of the aged bodybuilder he calls his opponent tonight. Regardless of this truth, menacing in it’s sight, “Da Freak” looks as though he’s unraveled; overtly focused and prepared for action. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Sadly, all the preparation, and focused spirit, is simply not enough when matched against the overwhelming power of the self-proclaimed “Greatest of All-Time”!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Shortly after the match starts, Valentine has already forced the young Jones into a consuming scenario; locking in his infamous “Legendary Lock” (Full Nelson Submission) far before the minute mark even comes to pass. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Fighting; he throws his body around in which to break the hold… Sadly, it does not help.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Kicking; he tries to push himself backward; however, that, also, does nothing to break the hold…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>:54 seconds</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> :55 seconds</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It looks like Jones may submit; unable to break free from the dreaded “Legendary Lock”…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>:56 seconds</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> :57 seconds</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The referee is straight in his face, asking what he wants to do… Still, despite the pain, Jones looks as though he’s attempting to STILL fight…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>:58 seconds</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> :59 seconds</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Jones, in a show of true athleticism, despite being physically rundown from the “Legendary Lock”, does what NO MAN has done before him… Forcing a break from the body-crushing submission move. In one shocking show of desperation, Jones utilizes all that he has left in which to spring his feet off the canvas; wrapping them around a nearby top ring-rope! </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The crowd rejoices; Valentine, reluctantly, breaks the hold as it’s rather obvious that he’s entirely pissed off about not being able to beat Jones in under a minute (let alone; having to break his submission hold). With that in mind, Valentine, eventually, throws him toward the canvas with his break-up; showing brute force in the face of his annoyance. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> None the less, “Da Freak” still has a chance left in this fight… One minute passed the opening bell…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Physically depleted, Andre continues to fight; staggered in his approach but unwilling to simply give up. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> For quite some time longer, at least more so than most would have thought, "Da Freak" brings everything he has left; even sending Valentine on his heels at given points with his tempered onslaught. Sadly, again, though, the National Champion is just too much for the young man with a massive chip on his shoulder.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Following a hurricanrana gone wrong, turned into an overpowering powerbomb, "Da Freak" is eventually forced, again, into the menacing clutches of the "Legendary Lock". This time around, obviously much less spirited than before, broken down from a brutal match with the self-proclaimed "Greatest of All-Time", "Da Freak" is shown slowly succumbing to the immense pain that comes with such a contorting hold. In time, sadly, the maneuver proves to be too much... Andre Jones is forced to submit. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He put forth an amazing effort, even surpassed the minute mark that Valentine said he would finish the match under; however, in the end, pure WANT proved to be less important that PURE strength.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine defeats Andre Jones in 4:11 via a “Legendary Lock” (Full Nelson Submission).</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/D-.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He pushed so hard, so incessantly, but, in the end, Valentine was seemingly too much to bare…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Jones is an ugly-faced loser; a troll if there ever was one. There ‘aint no chance he’s doing much more than being a door-stop for the likes of “The Mighty One”. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Jones will NEVER amount to anything; I promise you that. Tonight, we just see that for sure…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> How can you say that? I mean, he DID beat you on several occasions… Mr. TV Champ…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Lucky victories; he’ll never have any more. He can bounce around the ring all he wants but, tonight, we saw EXACTLY what we can expect from Andre… He’ll push, he’ll huff, and puff, but, eventually, fall flat…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/PeterValentine.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/AndreJones.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine © and Andre Jones</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Tossing ‘dead-weight’; disrespectfully …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[As the final bell is rung, officially granting Peter Valentine the victory over the young upstart in “Da Freak”, the USPW National Champion is shown in a brutish light; unforgivingly throwing the, potentially, injured Jones to the canvas in a dismissive fashion. The whole thing feels rather harsh; furthering Valentines, well-documented, abrasive personality. None the less, as Jones lay face down on the canvas, slightly grabbing at his neck in pain, the self-proclaimed “Greatest of All-Time” arrogantly steps toward a nearby rope; barking orders for a ringside assistant to ‘fetch him a mic’. In turn, such a scenario is granted; as the infamous former-bodybuilder grips said microphone as if the blackened stick was 10-times smaller than his hand (showing the shocking size of Valentine’s frame all together in the process).]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> How many careers must I CRUSH before you all FINALLY understand the truth… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; crowd boos as he looks upon them in a stern fashion]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I cannot be beaten; it’s as simple as that. You can send your best, your brightest, your strongest, and your bravest, but, just like everyone before them, they will ALL find the same outcome… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Looks down upon Jones with disgust as he lays on the matt; face down in pain]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">… Face down, struggling for breath, praying to their ‘almighty’ for relief… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; slowly looking over at the commentary table]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That is EXACTLY what YOU can expect… Jillefski…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd boos like crazy as Valentine stares upon his most vocal enemy with a stern look of despise. Meanwhile, the “Voice of USPW” looks back upon him in shock; attempting to stay strong while knowing that pain may be on his horizon.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The time for talk has passed… Week in, and week out, you DARE defame me; DARE dismiss the “Greatest of…ALL…TIME”! Now, that scrawny punk friend of yours may have saved you last time BUT I doubt we’ll be seeing him again; you can only take so much of a beating before losers like Caulfield simply stay away… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[stares upon Jillefski; pausing for greater measure as the fans boo]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Your time has come, Jillefski; say your prayers, make good with yourself, because I’m about to send you to your maker…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd, again, boos like crazy as Valentine starts to gravitate toward that side of the squared circle; that being the area for where the commentary table stands outside of the ring. Luckily, for Jillefski, the USPW National Champion NEVER quite gets there… Stopped in his tracks as HE, again, makes the save in heroic fashion…]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/ChrisCaulfield.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"><strong>Chris Caulfield ©</strong></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFl0nlHaWa4" rel="external nofollow"></a><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Jillefski’s Calvary; again …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The USPW faithful explode with excitement as the “Hardcore American” slowly staggers through the black entrance curtain; showing lingering signs of injuries sustained at the hands of his former, extreme, employer. None the less, with a microphone in one hand, and his famous steel chair bridged under his free arm, Caulfield looks upon the squared circle; staring straight upon a man who does the same in return. For a brief second, as the tag champions music begins to fade, we are treated to the sight of two proud figures locked within a heated stare down; a fact that would, potentially, end in a brutal brawl; however, with Caulfield remaining on the entrance ramp, creates enough room that it’s expected to simply be a war of words.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Are you dumb? Did you have EVERY, LAST, brain cell of yours destroyed recently? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shakes his head in disgust; obviously annoyed]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> This has NOTHING to do with you and YET you continue to put your life on the line; and for who? Jillefski? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[scoffs; dismissive in his tone]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You may be dumber than I first thought…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[slowly, Caulfield raises his microphone up to his mouth; obviously growing rather tired of Valentine’s dismissive, bullying, ways.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chris Caulfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That MAN you’re talking about is the only reason I’m here today…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd pops; camera switches to a quick shot of Danny Jillefski as he nods his head while looking down upon the desk. More or less, in one small shot, it’s shown that there is certainly a connection between the two; one that Jillefski, up until now, has been too gracious to stake claim too.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chris Caulfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> My life was in shambles when DaVE fell apart. No other company wanted to have me, wrestling pundits called me ‘washed-up’, and yet, Danny Jillefski went to bat for me. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd pops]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I was practically on ‘death’s door’ with my career, forced to spend the rest of my life as a forgotten answer to a wrestling trivia question, but Jillefski didn’t see it that way… He kept calling me, day-after-day, for months… “When are you coming to USPW?”, “Strong says he’s interested”, “You can’t give up on your fans…”. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd pops; Caulfield pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In time, I found he was right; I couldn’t just give up and walk away… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Days later, I was on the first flight out to meet up with USPW officials, signing my name on the dotted line,… All because of one man… Danny Jillefski.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd pops; meanwhile, we hear an interjection from Danny Jillefski straight from the commentary desk.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In all my time with this company, back to the very day that I started it in 2001, bringing Chris Caulfield to USPW was the single –greatest decision I ever made. I’m continually proud of him, of the work he’s brought to this company, and have never, ever, gone back on that choice. </div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses]</em></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s people like the “Hardcore American” that make me love this industry; that’s the truth…</div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[in return, tired of listening to Caulfield’s emotionally-laced message, the USPW National Champion quickly interjects in an abrasive fashion; instantly doing his best to squash any ‘warm-feeling’ amongst the USPW faithful before it entirely sets in.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Are you done crying yet? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks; arrogantly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Seriously, do you think ANYONE HERE cares about your sob-story?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd pops loudly; a fact that Valentine goes on to ignore.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> If you want to be Jillefski’s ‘knight in shining armor’ then so be it… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; stares down Caulfield in the process]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I have NO PROBLEM destroying you on my way to shutting HIM up! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd boos; slight pause follows for the message to sink in.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You… me… “Red, White, Black, and Blue”… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd pops; Valentine pauses for dramatic effect]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> If you win, the USPW National Championship is yours; you’ll be heralded as the man who ‘toppled the Great’! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[snarls; pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> However, if I win… which I will… I get 3-minutes uninterrupted with Jillefski… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; looks at Jillefski in a vicious fashion.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Three-long minutes and you’ll be rushed to a nearby hospital; where you’ll spend the remainder of your days eating through a tube!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd boo’s like crazy; as Valentine continues to stare upon Jillefski is a vicious fashion.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chris Caulfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Absolutely not… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[standing proud]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[spinning back in which to look upon Caulfield; smirking in a smug fashion]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Doesn’t surprise me… You’re too much of a scrawny punk to be a hero of men…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He accepts!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/DannyJillefski3.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Accepting for Caulfield …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[From nowhere, not even on camera, Danny Jillefski interjects in a stern, “you’ll get yours”, manner; sending shockwaves down the spines of all who are watching (in attendance and at home). Seconds later, we are presented an image of Jillefski standing aside the commentary table in a proud manner; staring upon Valentine with a look of utter defiance upon his face (Much like a young kid on the schoolyard would look when FINALLY standing up to the HEAD bully.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chris Caulfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Danny…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s okay, Chris; I trust that you can beat this waste of space! I’m tired of tip-toeing around; If it’s my own health that needs to be on the line, I accept… I can’t continue to work like this… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; looks straight at Valentine]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Saturday night, you’re finally going to get yours; Valentine… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; looks entirely pissed off]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> and I can’t wait…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Peter Valentine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> There you have it, Chris… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Turns back to Chris Caulfield; smirking rather arrogantly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Your mommy said it was okay… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs to himself; then turning to extreme arrogance in the eye of impending combat.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> See you this Saturday… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Turns back to the other direction; looking squarely upon Jillefski outside of the ring]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You should call your family; let them know where to send your flowers in advance…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[With that menacing statement, the segment officially comes to a close with the unsettling sound of Peter Valentine’s theme music blaring over the Gymnasium’s sound system. As we close, we’re treated to the sight of the self-proclaimed “Greatest of All-Time” standing much like a greek Adonis in the center of the ring; arrogant, self-justified, and strong in his convictions (even if dubious). Meanwhile, we are, also, presented cut screens of Caulfield and Jillefski, responding to the scenario in the same manner, displaying straight aggression respectively, as their fate appears to be wrapped up within one another; set to, potentially, go ‘bad’ at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C-1.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Danny Jillefski is ‘off-mic’ as he stands next to the commentary table; locking a fiery glare upon the bullying Valentine who stands within the ring. With that in mind, and with his menacing Ox standing at his side, Devine moves forward as the ONLY voice available at the commentary desk right now.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The big, bad, Jillefski… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Really? You’re going to put your LIFE in the hands of Chris Caulfield? That washed up fool? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs louder; actually, physically, moving around in his seat.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Well, It looks like we may have an announcer’s position available VERY soon…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/SuperEnygma.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"><strong>Enygma ©?</strong></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHxkYZ9ZafA&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… A video is mysteriously interjected …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Almost as if it were interjected on it’s own, forced into the broadcast by some mysterious means, a short hype video is shown; one that, truly, seems to add more confusion than answers altogether. While it’s never entirely addressed, the short vignette is, most likely, hyping the return of the USPW World Champion, Enygma, at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [After an array of quick-changing, mysteriously menacing, images, we finally come to rest upon a single black frame; equip with a fire-engulfed circle within the middle of the screen. The roaring sound of flames crackling are heard in the background as, what sounds like, a million different voices whispering incessantly, at different paces, pitches, and tones, overtake the audio forefront.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [Just when it seems like the voices have come to a fevered pitch, everything goes silent… 3…4…5…6… seconds go by with complete silence overtaking the scenario at hand. Then, in one final, shocking, display, these words appear branded in flames across the screen…]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><strong>“He who was cast into the darkness will, again, return… </strong></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><strong> From the very abyss for which he was thrown…”</strong></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[seconds later, the mysterious message is gone; all that is left is an engulfing black screen as blanketing as the midnight air. In the end, while transitioning away from said, interjected vignette, there appears to be a running theme as of late; that being that Enygma will return at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”… Seemingly from the very pit he was forced into by a thunderous Chokeslam from Bruce the Giant. Whether man, myth, or creature, this enigmatic warrior appears to be one who possesses a supernatural connection with the darkness for which he resides…]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/B.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He’s coming… I can’t wait… Oh God, I can’t wait…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Oh yadda-yadda-yadda, Danzie; why get your jock up in a wad about a masked fool like Enygma? You know, only the UGLY need to hide behind masks; afraid of how society with judge their hideous faces. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Powers or not, I don’t run from no uggo!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I hope, really hope, that he can hear you right now, Darryl. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Looks over at Devine]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The “Darkened Hero” is coming BACK to the USPW in 2 days time; hopefully, to defend the crown he’s warred with Giants to possess. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> IF, and that’s a big IF, he even shows at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”, he’s not even in the Main Event as it stands right now! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You can interject your own videos, roll thunder throughout the arena, hell… Even shoot lightning out of your hands, but NONE OF THAT will help you IF you’re not even set to defend the title! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[laughs; shakes his head]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> One way, or another, your “Darkened Hero” is living on borrowed time as the USPW World Champion… That’s a fact and you can trust me… Why? Because I’m a beautiful, beautiful, man…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Danny rolls his eyes; shaking his head. Meanwhile, Devine smirks while nodding his head in a show of complete, self-obsessed, arrogance.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/BrucetheGiant.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/USPWVS.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/MickMuscles_alt1.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Bruce the Giant vs. Mick Muscles</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> While, once, a dominate USPW World Champion, Mick Muscles looks like a shell of his former self. Not that he’s aged, or that he’s fallen apart by any means, but, at this point in his career, Muscles is seen as primarily a tag team wrestler. With this in mind, while the USPW faithful expect a challenging back-and-forth, most already see the writing on the wall from the very start; cheering wildly for Bruce the Giant as they know, in the end, the towering behemoth is bound to walk away with the victory. With that said, with Danny Rushmore watching from outside of the ring, his arms crossed in an irritable fashion, the Muscle-man does quite well for himself; holding his own against the wrestling LEGEND. In time, though, Bruce’s overwhelming power becomes almost impossible to stop. In a ‘prize fight’ like mentality, laying into one another in a hefty fashion, Giant’s onslaught eventually takes over; ending the match with not one but TWO Giant Chokeslams (for good measure). In the end, it’s expected, by his mannerisms, to be a ‘message’ to his newfound enemies; looking to the backstage area in a stern fashion as the Giant pins the fallen Muscles with a dismissive one-foot , standing, pin. Meanwhile, in the process of his partner’s loss, Danny Rushmore is shown staring at Bruce the Giant from outside of the ring; his arm still crossed as it’s quite apparent that the fellow “Towers of Power” member appears internally livid. Even going as far as yelling… “Don’t worry… You’ll get yours…” as the final count is administered by Eugene Williams.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Bruce the Giant defeats Mick Muscles in 9:45 via TWO Giant Chokeslams.</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C-.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’m sure Shane Sneer is rolling his eyes right now; backstage. The man claims he is going to ‘take the USPW for himself’ but, yet, it seems that his employees don’t have what it takes to win a simple one-on-one match! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Simple? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[scoffs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That tub of lard [bruce the Giant] could just fall on you and end a match; it’s an UNFAIR advantage! Muscles as an absolute Adonis… Bruce got lucky here tonight! Danny Rushmore should get in there and topple the tubbo; gain some revenge for Mick having to rub up against his sweaty body… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Cringes]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Gross…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> On that note, what did Danny Rushmore mean… “you’ll get yours”? If I were Bruce, I’d keep my head on a swivel in the next few weeks. Could we be seeing the “Towers of Power” attempting to make a push for Bruce & Chris’s tag gold?</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Not if myself & Ox can beat them to it…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Darryl turns to look at Ox; nodding his head with arrogance. Meanwhile, Ox continues to stand with his arms crossed like a beached whale with a nasty snarl upon his ugly mug.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/SamStrong.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/BrucetheGiant.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Sam Strong and Bruce the Giant ©</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… The “Alpha American” joins the Giant; trash can in hand …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The USPW Faithful roar with intense excitement as the first few seconds of Sam Strong’s theme overtakes the Washington State Gymnasium; projecting itself like a blowing horn introducing a noble leader. In turn, as the masses celebrate his arrival, the “Alpha American” is shown shuffling through the black entrance curtain with a hardened look upon his face and, literally, a small, black, trash can in hand. The sight of such an object appears rather awkward, wondering why a LEGEND like Strong would be seen in such a weird fashion; however, underneath it all, it’s expected that it’s presence will bare meaning soon enough.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [Joining his long-time, and well-documented, friend, Bruce the Giant, within the rib-crushing ring ropes, the overtly blue-collar ICON quickly drops the trash can in the center of the ring; calling for a microphone shortly thereafter. As expected, once the call is made, a ringside technition is shown scurrying before the camera lens; handing said microphone over to the weathered powerhouse in a speedy fashion. Now, standing within the middle of HIS squared circle, looking out upon the USPW faithful with a subtle sense of pride, Strong slowly reaches into his suit jacket pocket; pulling out a white piece of paper that many believe to be the manipulated Main Event Contract for “Red, White, Black, and Blue” (forced into existence by the vile hands of Tyson Baine).]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [With Bruce standing in the corner of the ring, leaning his gigantic frame into a nearby turnbuckle, taking a slight load off of his, already, weakened knee, Strong looks out like a unwavering statue; physically breaking down due to age but mentally impenetrable as always.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Sam Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> United States Pro Wrestling, like the great country we proudly reside in, is a land of laws; a proud tradition based upon Honor, Pride, and Respect. While other companies may accept chaos, even, so far as, celebrating anarchy, we have, and will continue to, embrace the sanctity of this great sport. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; crowd pops in agreement of Strong’s company mantra.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That is why, as much as I would like to throw THIS contract in THAT trash-can, I cannot… Laws are laws and this contract is now legally binding upon it’s signing. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd boos lightly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Do I agree with the manner for which it was signed? No. With that said, though, even as the owner of USPW, I am unable to break the binds of this agreement…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd boos even louder now; not at Strong but for the fact that the contract cannot be broken. Meanwhile, Bruce the Giant doesn’t seem to be phased by the notion whatsoever; knowing that, regardless of it being usurped or not, he’s getting a TITLE SHOT at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Sam Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> After a long week of deliberation, my aides, and my legal staff, made it known that there was nothing I could do. Barring natural disaster, the Main Event at “Red, White, Black, and Blue” will be a USPW World Championship match… between TWO MEN who are neither the champion… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; looks out onto the crowd]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Rest assured though, Baine will pay for his wicked ways; I promise you that…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd pops upon such a statement; however, such an excited response is quickly overthrown by the menacing tones of Tyson Baine’s entrance theme. Shifting gears entirely, the USPW faithful instantly alter their response; showering the impeding “Demon” with a show of absolute hatred.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/TysonBaine.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/ShaneSneer.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> </strong></div></div></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"><strong><strong>Tyson Baine</strong></strong></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> + Shane Sneer</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… The Wicked come to gloat …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Much like a rebellious youth smirks in defiance of authority, knowing they’re bound to get away with something, so does Shane Sneer; arrogantly stepping next to his fiery “Demon” in War. With this in mind, Strong turns to glare upon the descending duo, obviously annoyed by their presence, as Baine, and Sneer, stomp aggressively toward the squared circle. Once in the ring, Baine instantly steps to Bruce the Giant; who now steps out to meet him. For a good 10 seconds, as Baine’s theme continues to roar defiantly, Bruce and Tyson are shown standing toe-to-toe; staring upon one another without uttering a word (outside of snarling in eachother’s direction). In the meantime, Sneer has never pulled his focus away from his long-time nemesis, “The Alpha American”.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [Clapping slowly, and certainly in an arrogant manner, Sneer looks to be ‘celebrating’ something that Strong had relayed seconds ago. As one would expect, Strong doesn’t seem to really embrace Sneer’s arrival; standing hardened in his posture as he glares sternly in his direction. None the less, as Baine finally breaks away, physically, from his opponent for this Saturday, yet keeping his eyes still locked on the Giant before him, “The Demon” joins Sneer’s side. With a microphone in hand already, Sneer quickly gets to the point; staring straight into Strong’s weathered face with an arrogance unseen upon Mr. Sneer’s face for quite some time; knowing they snake’ishly got away with something.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Shane Sneer:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> How does it feel, Strong? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> How does it FEEL to KNOW that you can’t do ANYTHING to stop Baine from becoming the USPW World Champion? For months now, you’ve cast “The Demon” aside; chastising him for his ‘wicked ways’ but, in 2-days, that very same MOSNTER will become THE most powerful competitor in the USPW! In turn, making me, his boss, THE most POWERFUL MAN in ALL of USPW!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd boos like crazy as Sneer simply shrugs off their negativity; utilizing a force-field-like smirk to deflect everything in the end. In response, Strong continues to stand tall; unshaken yet, obviously, unwilling to accept Sneer’s statement.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Sam Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s impossible to be the most powerful man when you’re also slumming in the mud; under the rocks…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd pops rather strongly as the Wrestling LEGEND holds his ground. Meanwhile, Sneer tilts his head slightly to the right; taking the ‘shot’ while never breaking entirely from his smirk. Such a jab incites Baine to perk up, gravitating aggressively toward Strong; however, nothing comes to pass as Mr. Sneer quickly halts him with a firm gesture.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Shane Sneer:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> If it’s in the mud, where I reside, then I’m about to pull the entire USPW with me… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You see, Strong, I haven’t given up on destroying your Empire; not in the slightest. Come Saturday, when Baine brings home the gold, I’ll be one more step closer to your demise. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> As you know, the World Championship brings an ultimate power to it’s holder. If that holder, that champion, comes from MY camp, becoming property of the Sneer Corporation, then you will have NO CHOICE but to grovel before me. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs in an evil manner]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The writing will be on the wall, your time will speed to an end, and the USPW Empire will unravel… Then, when their ‘hero’ has left them, when you’ve become nothing more than a sad, sad, joke of a man, then I’ll come in to clean up the mess… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[stares straight into Strong’s eyes]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">… Taking FULL CONTROL of the USPW by any… means… necessary…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[The crowd, again, boos like crazy as it’s rather obvious, at this point, that Bruce the Giant is growing tired of Sneer’s aggressive tone. Seconds after Sneer finishes, staring straight into Strong’s unwavering eyes, the gigantic ICON is shown stepping, more-so, to Strong’s side; speaking to him, slightly off microphone, as he continues to fixate his intense gaze upon Baine in the process.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Bruce the Giant:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[speaking directly to Strong]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Enough of this… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Turns to look at Baine in a fiery fashion.]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> … It’s time to exercise a ‘Demon’…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[in response, Strong simply shakes his head ‘no’; stern, authoritatively, all with the message of upholding a civil scenario. With that, as Bruce looks to Baine in an aggressive manner, Strong turns his attention back upon Sneer; again, unwavering yet certainly irritable over his presence.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Sam Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’m growin’ tired of your mouth, Boy… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Crowd pops loudly; Strong stares sternly]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That MONSTER of yours is a force to be reckoned with; I can agree to that. But, come Saturday, there ‘aint no way in Hell that you’re “Demon” is about to taint the Gold. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’ve worked too damn hard, too damn long, to let, either of you, stain what’s taken us YEARS to accomplish. If I had it my way, Baine wouldn’t be anywhere NEAR a Championship match; he’s too reckless, too uncontrollable, too violent… </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Pauses; Baine snarls]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But there’s nothing I can…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[With that, Strong, by second nature really, raises his hand upward; casting the binding contract more-so in plain sight. While this may seem like a very simple gesture, it’s what happens NEXT which adds a level of extreme drama to the proceedings…]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [in a swift, all-encompassing, wind, the lights go completely out in the Washington State Gymnasium. What follows is a short round of thunder; joined by the sound of a million voices whispering something vaguely in the background. Their tone, overlaying upon one another, sends shivers down the spine’s of most as the scenario appears to be entirely of the Supernatural-kind.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/SuperEnygma.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Enygma ©?</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>… Supernatural Intervention …</em></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[seconds later, a HUGE crack of light shines high in the rafters of the Gymnasium; seemingly forming a lightning bolt of sorts as it travels toward the ring. As the USPW faithful shriek in horror, wondering what may come of this, the dramatic lightning bolt slams straight into where Strong had been standing previously…]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [From there, something appears to be </em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em><strong>ON FIRE</strong></em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> as the darkened Gymnasium only adds to the blazing light coming from the bolt’s impact.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [Once the lights return, the jarring sight of Sam Strong holding a burning piece of paper resonates throughout the space within. Quick to act; however, seeming somewhat in shock, Strong flings said burning piece of paper over the top rope, toward the ramp, as a number of company officials subdue the flames with an army of fire extinguishers. Regardless of their actions though, upon further inspection by the camera man, it becomes obvious that the Main Event contract is, physically, no-more; burned up into ashes by a mythological-based assault ONLY possible by the hand of one man. None the less, as the four men stand within the ring, all somewhat thrown off by what has just taken place, the freeing scenario seems to be influencing Sneer rather rapidly; inspiring him to feverishly stomp like an enraged toddler unhappy with an outcome he cannot control.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> </em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> [in the end, Strong would never return to the microphone; neither would Sneer. Instead, we are handed a shocking scenario which does nothing but add more confusion, more mystery, to the Main Event at “Red, White, Black, and Blue”…]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/B-.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shock overtakes the commentary table; as well as the ENTIRE Washington State Gymnasium. With this in mind, there is complete silence at first. Even Darryl Devine, a man known for never being without his voice, appears to be thrown-off entirely.]</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’m having a hard time understanding what just happened here…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It’s simple… uh… There is a contract, or was a contract, I don’t know anymore, and it’s gone up in flames… Some… uh… Some lightning bolt took it out? </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[shakes his head; in disbelief]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Okay, fine, I have NO IDEA what just happened either… Did that just… I mean… Lightning… Fire… Contract in ashes… Uh… </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Folks, I hope to get to the bottom of this, really soon, but, to be honest, I don’t know what truth’s may be possible to uncover. What just happened right now, here, tonight, in the Washington State Gymnasium, is something NOT of this world… I’m lost for words…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/JimForce_alt4.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/USPWVS.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Wrestlers/TysonBaine.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>James Dayton </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="font-size:8px;">w/ James Justice</span></strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"><strong><strong>"The Demon" Tyson Baine</strong></strong></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rY3M6NXm4k&feature=related" rel="external nofollow"></a><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="font-size:8px;">w/ Jumbo Jackson, T-Rex, and Shane Sneer</span></strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> From the very start, it’s rather obvious that the ringside area is overcrowded. The sheer amount of people standing around the ring, staring intently upon the action before them, tells of the importance of Tonight’s Main Event. None the less, again, in an obvious mathematical equation, one that a child could successfully reason, the brewing scenario appears to be firmly in favor of the vile collection of Sneer Corporation members; led by the master villain himself, Shane Sneer. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The action itself is rather one-sided; truthfully.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The narrative that begins to form is centered around the fact that “The Demon” is practically unstoppable; steamrolling the ‘force-less’ Dayton at every turn. While Eugene Williams attempts to keep the action in-line, Baine continues to challenge his rule like a hard-headed juvenile delinquent; simply brushing off his calls for safety at every turn. Meanwhile, taking the entire beating like a man with an underlying sense of pride, James Dayton does his best to not allow the onslaught to ‘break him’; continually kicking out of pinfall attempts (even if they ARE within the last second). </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> James does his best to hold his own, even bringing moments of shocking offense to the scenario at hand; however, the overall chaos around the ringside area eventually proves to be the match’s downfall…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In a classically over-booked fashion, the numbers game starts to overtake their altercation; making it rather impossible for Mr. Williams to keep up with ALL that takes place. Unseen strikes are administered by the Sneer Corporation members upon a staggering Dayton, the force-less warrior is continually tripped up under the bottom rope by said employees, and, in the end, THE most decorated man in USPW history eventually falls victim to the dubious decisions of those standing ringside.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> James Justice does his best to help the scenario; however, is, himself, eventually, occupied by T-Rex as the two brawl wildly up the rampway; removing themselves from the ringside area for the most part. In turn, after a clubbing to the back of James Dayton by Jumbo Jackson, a strike that is delivered from outside of the ring as the force-less warrior hits the ropes, “The Demon” is shown capitalizing; executing his “Demonic Spear” seconds later. With the psychologically defeated Dayton now struggling to stay conscious from such a strike, it only takes a matter of a few seconds for Baine to lift his semi-motionless victim off the canvas; planting him, once again, with a ring-rattling “Hades Bomb” (Powerbomb). Seconds later, landing upon his fallen victim in an aggressive manner, snarling like the nickname that’s been given to him, “The Demon” gains a 1..2..3 from Mr. Williams; a fact that A) drives the USPW faithful to boo like crazy and B) for Shane Sneer to crack an unsettling smirk upon his hardened face.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Tyson Baine defeats James Dayton in 11:46 via a “Hades Bomb” (Powerbomb).</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Even with James Justice at his side, Dayton is unable to overcome the numbers game that comes with facing such a pack of hyena’s! These vicious jackals, these blood-hungry predators, will NOT STOP until the USPW stands for United in SNEER Pro Wrestilng… It’s just sad to see such a prominent member of our rise, Shane Sneer, turn so vicious, so vile, in the face of the company he helped to build!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Truthfully, the USPW would be BETTER OF with Shane Sneer as our owner; plain and simple. Sneer is a savvy businessman; someone who could REALLY push this place to new heights. Sam Strong is a bumbling idiot; a geriatric has been who thinks he can hold onto the ‘good ole days’ by owning his own company. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs; then smirks]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Plus, we’ve had conversations with Shane in the past few days… Let’s just say, if he gains control, the “Alluring ELITE” have nothing but smooth sailing ahead of us! </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It will never, ever, happen, Darryl. You can hope all you want, even campaign for the man, but Shane Sneer will NEVER overtake the USPW! I don’t care if he has Baine at his side; we will win this war… there’s no way around it.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Darryl Devine:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Well, as you can see, YOUR USPW doesn’t seem to be all that cohesive at the moment. The proud ‘loyalists’, as you call them, appear to be in a state of flux; caught in their own problems. Champion with Tyler, Caulfield with Valentine, Tubbo-Lardo with Baine and Enygma, and Alicia “Donkey Face” Strong getting her butt-handed to her on a weekly basis by the lovely Ms. Rodriguez and Bryden! </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Laughs]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You’ve got nothin’, Danny… Nothin! It’s about time that I start talking seriously with Mr. Sneer; crack a post-take-over deal for the TV Champ…</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>[Annoyed; moving onto the end]</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Folks, scream loud, scream hard, and never let your support for the REAL USPW fall by the wayside; we WILL win this war… I promise you that! Join us in 2 days, Saturday, February 2010, for the USPW’s 2nd PPV in it’s history… “Red, White, Black, and Blue”!!! If we’re in the midst of a war… Then… This Saturday will be our battleground… Good night Folks!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/Legends.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><hr color="black"></div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Overall Show Grade</span></strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Grades/C.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Show Attendance</span></strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>2,000 people</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">TV Show Rating</span></strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>1.40 (- 0.03) on Sports America!</em></div></div></div></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> <hr color="black"></div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="font-size:8px;">Quick “American Wrestling” Results</span></span></strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Enygma defeated Anger via a ten-count. (D)</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Belle Bryden, Cherry Bomb, and Joanne Rodriguez defeated Alicia Strong, Marie Starr, and Raven Robinson via pinfall. (D+)</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Nicky Champion defeated Des Davids via pinfall. (C+)</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Peter Valentine defeated Andre Jones via Submission. (D-)</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Bruce the Giant defeated Mick Muscles via pinfall. (C-)</span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;"> Tyson Baine defeated James Dayton via pinfall. ©</span></div></div></div></div></blockquote>

Eisen-verse · May 8, 2011

<p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">"American Wrestling" - Episode #8 Prediction Points</span></strong></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Hashasheen – 8/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Midnightnick – 6/6</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Zergon – 6/6</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> 20Legend – 6/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> bgbuff – 5/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Tigerkinney – 5/6</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> smurphy1014 – 5/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> angeldelayette – 5/6</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Emark – 5/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> KingJoel – 4/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> QFresh – 4/6*</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Congratulations to </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>Hashasheen</em></strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> who came away with 5 out of the 6 match predictions correct! In turn, he also answered BOTH extra point questions right, one of them being the closest to the ending time-length of Valentine/Jones at 4 minutes (actual was 4:11); so, he was able to add 3 extra points to his final total. In the end, while Midnightnick and Zergon had 6 out of 6 (a perfect score) when it comes to actual match predictions, the extra points for Hashasheen is what made the difference!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> To clarify, I gave +1 point to those who said Enygma would not, </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em><strong>physically</strong></em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">, show up on “American Wrestling”. While he DID win via a 10-count from Eugene Williams, the outcome was created by a supernatural-like scenario; Enygma assaulting Anger in the dark. With this in mind, he didn’t physically show up as he was more-so there in a mythological form (Spirit).</div></div></div></div></blockquote><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Overall Prediction Contest Rankings</span></strong></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>ENDING: "Red, White, Black, and Blue"; USPW's February PPV!</em></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> angeldelayette – 18/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> bgbuff – 16/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Tigerkinney – 15/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> 20LEgend – 15/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Zergon – 14/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Hashasheen – 13/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Emark – 12.5/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Tigerkinney - 11/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Midnightnick – 11/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> sebsplex – 10/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Smurphy1014 - 7/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> jesseewiak – 6/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> mikemelling - 6/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> cmdrsam – 5/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Greggyb – 4/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> KingJoel – 4/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> QFresh – 4/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> MichiganHero - 3/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> jeseewiak - 1/21</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> It should come as no shock that Mr. USPW himself is atop the leader board going into our final event. That said, there’s probably a good six people who COULD walk away with the win; depending upon how their predictions hold up. As I’ve done in the past, I plan on adding a number of extra points based upon some questions outside of who will win/lose. Realistically, with those there, there are a good number of people who have a shot at walking away with win!</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> As many of you may already know, there is only </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>ONE</em></strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> show left in which to predict before the first prediction contest comes to a close; that being “Red, White, Black, and Blue” (February PPV due up next). So, if you’re hoping to pull down the win, make sure to put in your predictions for the upcoming PPV when the card finally hits the forum. In the end, the winner gets to decide WHO the USPW World Champion will defend against on the FIRST episode of “American Wrestling” following our upcoming PPV! (That show being the 1st week of March 2010).</div></div></div></div></blockquote>

May 8, 2011

Great show as always, E-V. I would like to point out that the picture still shows Hopkirk on the announce team for the week, though!

May 8, 2011

Just think of it as the replay on the company website <img alt="

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Eisen-verse · May 8, 2011

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="codey" data-cite="codey" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Great show as always, E-V. I would like to point out that the picture still shows Hopkirk on the announce team for the week, though!</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Thank you, Codey!</p><p> </p><p> It was a lot of fun to craft/write. Hopefully, it comes across as well to the reader!</p><p> </p><p> Also, I'll edit the commentary photo in a bit here; so that it has Darryl Devine there instead of Hopkirk.</p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="codey" data-cite="codey" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Just think of it as the replay on the company website <img alt=":p" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/tongue.png.ceb643b2956793497cef30b0e944be28.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> haha. True. </p><p> </p><p> I just deleted the first one, leaving this page uninterrupted; so, now, it's down to only being posted once. </p><p> </p><p> Cheers.</p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>E-V</em></strong></p>

Eisen-verse · May 8, 2011

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/USPWwebsite.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align:right;"><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>"Contract set ablaze; PPV Main Event mandated to change by Strong"</strong></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>By the USPW.com Wire Staff</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><span style="font-size:8px;">Thursday, 4th week of February 2010</span></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> After a long week of deliberation, conversing with his aides, and, ultimately, coming to a point of legal restriction, the USPW’s proud owner, Sam Strong, has received his underlying wish; freedom from the Main Event contract for “Red, White, Black, and Blue” which was conceived under controversial means. </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Scurrying to address the issue, company officials levied a late-night message, sent straight from Strong’s desk, mandating the evolution of the Main Event set for a day from now. </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> In what has been claimed as a result of an ‘Act of GOD’, not necessarily in the religious sense but, purely, from an insurance-based connection, said Main Event contract has been changed in which to add the reigning USPW World Champion, Enygma, to the show-ending altercation. In previous weeks, Enygma was the man, if not the myth of a man, on the ‘outside looking in’; forced there by the manipulative hands of the USPW’s “Demon”. None the less, now with the contract no longer valid, due to a ‘natural disaster’, most possibly brought forth by the mythological hands of the USPW World Champion himself, Sam Strong was finally, legally, able to edit the Championship match moving into the PPV.</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><span style="font-size:8px;"><strong>Main Event for USPW "Red, White, Black, and Blue"...</strong></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/SuperEnygma.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/BrucetheGiant.jpg</span><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/TysonBaine.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Belts/World.png</span><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong><em>As it stands, in one day, the USPW World Championship match will be a Triple-Threat war between the likes of the Champion, Enygma, and the challengers, Bruce the Giant and Tyson Baine.</em></strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> In reality, though, after not seeing him physically in 3 weeks now, can we even expect Enygma to return in which to defend his crown? Tune into USPW “Red, White, Black, and Blue” to find out…</span></div></div></div></div></div></blockquote></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/Legends.jpg</span></div><p></p>

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/USPWwebsite.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align:right;"><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/EVid.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/Ravyn.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><span style="font-size:8px;"><em>Post-Show Footage: "American Wrestling" - 8th Episode!</em></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[unsettling in it’s tone, the first exclusive image of Episode #8 opens with the sight of the deeply disturbed, mentally disrupted, Raven Robinson standing before a camera lens backstage. Her mannerisms feel rather skittish as she refrains from making direct eye contact the entire time; altogether lost in her own head. While running her black-painted fingernails through her ratted hair, the psychologically detached “Dark Angel” looks like a former shell of what she used to be.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Raven Robinson:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Ring-a-ring-a-roses; A pocket full of posies… </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[Facial tick; hunching over slightly more]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> stop… STop… STOP!!! Don’t you get it? </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[speaking to herself; it seems]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> She beat you, THEY ALL beat you, because you cared… you cared too much… But that little girl, that little girl in the pretty little dress, is gone… Raven… She’s gone…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[slowly lifts her head; smirking in an overtly devilish manner. While unsettling, the images around Raven make it so that this isn’t ENTIRELY a horror-film like moment. None the less, the “Dark Angel” looks to be slipping into an extreme case of madness; most likely due to her inability to get BACK to the Championship.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Raven Robinson:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> She’s gone… gone… gone… Only Ravyn exists now…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[With that, Raven Robinson has gravitated away from reality; now marks the birth of her alternative personality; Ravyn. Smirking in a devilish manner, the tortured soul looks to be in need of professional help at the moment.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Ravyn:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Ashes-to-ashes… You’ll all… fall… down…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[With that, Ravyn is heard exploding in audio form; giving forth an unsettling cackle that rivals some of the best menacing laughs in history. All in all, as the segment draws to a faded close, the final images begin to take shape; telling of a beautiful young girl traveling down a maddening, theoretical, tunnel of psychological misery.]</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"></div><div></div></blockquote></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/Legends.jpg</span></div><p></p>

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/USPWwebsite.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align:right;"><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/EVid.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/EugeneWilliams.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><span style="font-size:8px;"><em>Post-Show Footage: "American Wrestling" - 8th Episode!</em></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[in the closing seconds following the 8th Episode of “American Wrestling”, it was rather obvious that the USPW’s head referee, Eugene Williams, is somewhat shell-shocked by what took place within the Washington State Gymnasium. As Baine was shown celebrating in his typical, robustly menacing, fashion, the facilitating veteran is shown, in this exclusive footage, exiting the ringside area unannounced; ducking out, if you will, with a look of being ‘blown away’ upon his face.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> [Now, past the black curtain, Mr. Williams stops for a split second; turning to the camera with a physically gassed look upon his face. Beads of sweat are shown rolling down his face, a continuous headshake in disbelief follows, as it’s certainly a given that Williams is trotting through something in his mind.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Eugene Williams:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> In all my years…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[Keeps shaking his head in disbelief; pausing for a brief second in which to formulate the words he is looking for. In the end, his voice would return; however, his eyes never seem to make contact with the lens before him; looking away the entire time.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Eugene Williams:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> In all my years, I’ve never been a part of something like that… </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[sighs; bats his eyes dramatically]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> I rang the bell, started to count him out, and then bam… the lights went out. When they came back up… </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[Pauses; looking forward]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Anger was out cold; motionless. In a matter of 10 seconds, a lightning storm had rolled in… </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[Looks to the camera; shocked]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> There’s no way that Enygma is still a man… at least not how we see mankind… </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[shakes his head; starts to turn away]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> THAT was an act of black magic… Voodoo or something…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[With that, the segment comes to a close as we fade to black; all the while witnessing a mentally exhausted Williams staggering alone backstage. While he doesn’t appear hurt, or even that mentally torn, it’s pretty apparent that the veteran facilitator is thrown off, as we are all, from such a supernatural-like scenario.]</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"></div><div></div></blockquote></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/Legends.jpg</span></div><p></p>

Emark · May 9, 2011

Another great show!! Really like the 'Exclusives'.

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Emark" data-cite="Emark" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Another great show!! Really like the 'Exclusives'.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">Thank you, Emark! </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I really appreciate it man; a lot truthfully. The show took quite some energy to flesh out, as it was the longest one I've written thus far, but I'm really excited where the USPW is going from here. It took me quite some time to finally 'hit my stride'; however, I think I've finally found it.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> As for the 'exclusives', this has been a lot of fun to create post each event. I keep creating them with the mindset that no MAJOR things will be changed, evolved, told, (like someone turning on someone; as I want to keep that for the show), but the 'footage' itself is there to add depth to the active storylines, characters, and feeling of each show, as is. Honestly, I don't know how I ever booked a dynasty without it before; as it really gives me more ability to add greater strength to the stories without throwing large paragraphs at people to read post-show.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> All in all, thanks for the feedback, Emark! Sadly, I've been kind of starving for feedback in the past few days. ha. </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Cheers.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>E-V</em></strong></div><p></p>

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<p></p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-size:8px;">I'm drawing closer to a short hiatus from 'active duty' within this thread. My wife and I are leaving for Colorado on Wednesday, and while my iPhone does keep me connected to the forum when I'm away, I'm looking to start an 'active freeze' starting late Tuesday night (tomorrow). That said, I may have one more 'exclusive footage' post left, and possibly an E-V perspective (journal entry); however, expect some time off to be coming around the horizon.</span></div></div></div></div></div></blockquote><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><hr color="black"></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/USPWwebsite.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align:right;"><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Internet/EVid.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/Angles/DannyJillefski3.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><span style="font-size:8px;"><em>Post-Show Footage: "American Wrestling" - 8th Episode!</em></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[The blurred lens of a USPW-owned camera comes into focus, bringing with it a sense of clarity to the audio presentation, in which to witness Danny Jillefski standing before said lens with a sense of affirmation upon his face. The once momentous owner, bringing the USPW into this world in 2001, Mr. Jillefski appears as though he’s personally riled up for the first time in quite some time. None the less, with an authoritative tone to his speech pattern, the celebrated ‘voice’ of the company, a company he solely developed many years ago, relays his viewpoint upon the PPV-match-up he’s recently been drawn into.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> This has been a long-time coming… Valentine, from day one, has been nothing more than a polarizing bully. The locker room collectively hates him, company officials have grown tired of his schtick, and it’s about time that he FINALLY gets his. </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[Nods his head in confidence]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> It’s going to be a moment tailor-made for the USPW history books; that’s for sure…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[With that, a nameless voice is heard projecting from behind the camera; most likely an undisclosed reporter of some sort.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Reporter:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Aren’t you afraid that Valentine will win? If he does, he gets 3-minutes alone with you… Are you ready to defend yourself if that comes to happen?</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[Almost immediately, Jillefski responds in a confident manner; practically shrugging off the question all together. In the end, it shows that he has absolute respect for the man who carries his well-being in his hands; a man Jillefski personally brought to USPW in Chris Caulfield.]</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>Danny Jillefski:</strong></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> That’s not even a thought of mine right now. Honestly, I’m as objective as you can be; it’s my job to be so. </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[shakes his head; confidently smirks]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> This match is something I can’t remain detached from; it’s impossible. I have all the confidence in the world in the “Hardcore American”. Come Saturday, we’ll have a new USPW National Champion and a bruised bully flat on his back… </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[smirks]</em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a meeting with Strong to get to…</span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>[After an off-camera ‘thank you’ passed between the reporter and Jillefski, showing the respected announcer to be a ‘stand-up guy’, dripping with professionalism, Danny is shown walking away from the camera lens; ducking into a nearby room in which to meet with the company’s current owner, and Wrestling LEGEND, Sam Strong.]</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"></div><div></div></blockquote></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/AmericanWrestling/Legends.jpg</span></div><p></p>

ampulator · May 9, 2011

So, have you decided on the name yet?

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="ampulator" data-cite="ampulator" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>So, have you decided on the name yet?</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">I'm guessing you mean the loyalists? If so, I was planning on having them be more of a faction-like scenario; however, now find myself keeping them more of a tentative alliance; working with one another for the sake of the USPW-Empire. </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> With Enygma turning into a supernatural powerhouse, Nicky Champion losing his cool over Tyler, and Caulfield currently wrapped in the 'Stop Valentine from destroying Jillefski' situation, It's become increasingly hard to keep these guys as a cohesive unit. That said, I DO plan on creating a babyface faction within the next month or so; one that will scratch a specific itch I've had for quite some time (when it comes to faction creations).</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Cheers.</div><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>E-V </em></strong></p>

ampulator · May 9, 2011

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Eisen-verse" data-cite="Eisen-verse" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">I'm guessing you mean the loyalists? If so, I was planning on having them be more of a faction-like scenario; however, now find myself keeping them more of a tentative alliance; working with one another for the sake of the USPW-Empire. </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> With Enygma turning into a supernatural powerhouse, Nicky Champion losing his cool over Tyler, and Caulfield currently wrapped in the 'Stop Valentine from destroying Jillefski' situation, It's become increasingly hard to keep these guys as a cohesive unit. That said, I DO plan on creating a babyface faction within the next month or so; one that will scratch a specific itch I've had for quite some time (when it comes to faction creations).</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Cheers.</div><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>E-V </em></strong></p></div></blockquote><p> No, I meant.. in the PM, on the name you asked me about.</p>

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="ampulator" data-cite="ampulator" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>No, I meant.. in the PM, on the name you asked me about.</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">Oh yea, I have a post on the previous page introducing </div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>THE American Wrestling Academy!</strong></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"> In the end, I felt, as jhd1 put so eloquently via PM, that this name best put the focus on the academy vs. Sam Strong. Plus, in this case, by emphasizing 'THE', it can be seen, and billed, as THE place to go when trying to learn to become a Professional Wrestler in the United States. </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Sure, the SWF and TCW wrestling schools may be more prestigious, pulling in some of the cream-of-the-crop dojo graduates, but they don't have our branding! </div><img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Cheers.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>E-V</em></strong></div><p></p>

critical-23 · May 9, 2011

Enygma = Undertaker. I'm pretty sure that what you are going for or at least something super-natural. Either way, when I read Enygma's bio (on TEW or Wrespi), he doesn't say "I'm supernatural" at all and yet that is how I see him now through your diary. He is one of my favs and the storyline of a world title match without the champion being present is one of my favorites by far. I actually wanna pop a bag of popcorn for that match alone lol. KUTGW!

Eisen-verse · May 9, 2011

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><span style="font-size:8px;">Yes, Slow day at work today... Traveling in a few days, and, really, only a couple weeks left here, so I'm starting to ease in a little more.. </span><img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></div></blockquote><hr color="black"><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="critical-23" data-cite="critical-23" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Enygma = Undertaker. I'm pretty sure that what you are going for or at least something super-natural. Either way, when I read Enygma's bio (on TEW or Wrespi), he doesn't say "I'm supernatural" at all and yet that is how I see him now through your diary. He is one of my favs and the storyline of a world title match without the champion being present is one of my favorites by far. I actually wanna pop a bag of popcorn for that match alone lol. KUTGW!</div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">Truthfully, I didn't seem him in that light from the start either. Straight away, he was suppose to be booked as a combination of Sting & Batman; always in the shadows & the ultimate, larger-than-life, hero. That said, Bruce the Giant's chokeslam to 'hell', let's say, has changed everything. From that moment on, Enygma became something entirely new to me; from a character perspective.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Is he giant and menacing, much like the Undertaker is/was, not at all. That said, his middleweight frame will carry enough aura and menace due to the fact that he seems to have gone through 'hell and back'; becoming a supernatural, or mythological as it seems, being in his travels. </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Lightning cracks, thunder rolls, smoke fills the ringside area, and the video tron turns to static whenever his presence is felt; pretty cool visually I'm sure. I've always wanted to book a character like this and it just so happens, through the storylines that brought us to this point, that I'm finally going to have a chance in doing so. </div><img alt=";)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Great to hear that the Main Event pulls you in; as, in the past, some of my projects have always lacked a good Main Event storyline (as I tend to focus on the undercard more than the big-hitters in previous projects). </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Believe me, if you like what you've read thus far, then the Main Event at "Red, White, Black, and Blue" will be something of an iconic moment.... To me, a moment that will go on to define Enygma's USPW, if not overall, career going forward. </div><img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Thank you for the feedback, Critical-23! You've been a great supporter over the years on the GDS forum.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Cheers.</div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>E-V</em></strong></div><p></p>

Eisen-verse · May 10, 2011

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Post-Show Footage: "American Wrestling" - 8th Episode!

[The gentle buzz of a number of remaining fans are heard from within the ringside area as we, now, witness a short-reel of ‘exclusive footage’ brought to you from the backstage halls of the Washington State Gymnasium. In this sad depiction of a ‘fallen warrior’, James Dayton, once proudly known as “The Force”, staggers his way through a dimly lit hallway; peppered with a number of nameless company officials. With every painful step, his body tells of a man who simply is mentally dejected; intensely unhappy with the current state of his life.]

[With a slight hobble to his step, for the first time in his legendary USPW career, Dayton looks old; torn-down by years of incessant warring. In connection, while the camera lens never crosses his face, standing a good 5-feet from tonight’s losing main eventer, it’s quite easy to paint a portrait of what you could expect; a sunken face, a saddened grimace, and a man, all together, who has lost his zeal for life.]

[in the end, this short footage comes to a close with the sight of James hobbling down a couple flights of stairs; nodding ‘hello’, silently, to a number of familiar faces in the area. In return, even their faces, the nameless, and the shadowed, appear to feel the very same sadness for the “Force-less” Dayton; knowing that all is not right with the dwindling USPW ICON.]

[We fade to black with the sight of Dayton lazily shuffling his body through a wide-displayed back-door of the University’s Gymnasium;
dejected, sore, beaten, and bruised, both mentally and physically.
]

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Eisen-verse · May 10, 2011

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h461/EV_USPW/EVexperience/NotebookEV.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong><span style="font-size:18px;">"Greater Picture; Tag Team Wrestling"</span></strong></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

</span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><em>Friday, Week 4, February 2010</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

</span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><strong><em>You can’t win with everyone.</em></strong></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

This is the undeniable truth I’ve come to accept while booking under the theoretical roof of the USPW. Around every corner, within every forum, muttered in every high school gym, everyone appears to fancy themselves as critics. Truthfully, that’s their right in doing so. We’re a free country and for that we’ve been given the opportunity to agree/disagree with pretty much everything laid before us. With that said; however, I’ve come to realize that, while there are many out there who would like me to make decisions contrary to what I am doing now, it’s best for me to simply move forward with the best intent for the USPW-Empire as a whole. </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

Have I dropped the ball, recently, with our Tag Division? Yes; most certainly I have. The idea to put the tag team titles on Bruce & Chris were designed in which to add a sense of grandeur to the titles altogether. Sadly, by doing so, throwing two prominent singles competitors, pulled in separate directions through independent storylines, the weekly challenge of defending their straps became somewhat of an afterthought. Meanwhile, the rest of the division was left to sit in the background; wondering if they would ever return to TV. While some claim that I ‘hate tag teams’, that’s simply not the case. You see, life, as well as booking, comes in a sense of balance… </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

To have a strong women’s division… The tag team division, at least for now, had to suffer slightly. </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

It was, and continues to be, my most prized ‘project’; that being furthering the ONLY Women’s Division on national TV right now. This truth gives us the unique opportunity to move into many households that are looking to witness something NEW for a change; possibly straying away from the “Big Two” in which to see new faces, new storylines, and new approaches done by extremely talented women unseen on their TV-sets up until now. </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

Slowly, as the division began to become more prevalent, the spotlight was pulled farther, and farther, away from the Tag Team Division as a whole. Luckily, for those tag team enthusiasts out there, there’s no long-term burial coming here. </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"> </span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';">

We’ve added two new tag teams in the last 2 weeks and, coming soon in March of 2010, we’re planning on placing a more focused emphasis upon the Tag Team Division as a whole. Will it be front and center? Most likely not. With that said; though, I have not abandoned tag team wrestling… Just needed the time to lay a proper framework for the Women of USPW going forward; adding a niche quality for the USPW in the process. </span></div></div></div>

Eisen-verse · May 10, 2011

<p>The time has come in which to take a short break from 'active writing' here on the GDS Dynasty board. I'm not leaving, not at all, but I am taking a brief hiatus as my wife and I travel across country to Colorado (in which to scope the place out). We're both really excited about moving there, as my wife's graduate program is out there; so, instead of taking my mind away, I've decided to put things on hold for about a week. </p><p> </p><p> In a short rundown... for simplicity-sake...</p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="30493" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong><span style="font-size:12px;">"Great American Spectacle" Hiatus</span></strong></p><p> <em>Length:</em> A week or so (Tuesday through Tuesday'ish)</p><p> <em>Why</em>: Going to Colorado; need some time to refresh all around.</p></div><p></p><p></p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> You'll still see my user show up on the boards, here and there, as my iPhone does keep me connected while I'm away. That said, I won't be creating any new dynasty posts while in Colorado (as I know that it's best to get away for awhile; enjoy my time there). Depending on posts from you during that time, I can still respond; however, won't have the ability to really flesh out a response (given writing on my iPhone can be tiring. ha).</p><p> </p><p> I hope, while away, that some are willing to 'catch up' and meet me on the other side of this break. As many of you know, as I've said many times before, I love the GDS forum. I put so much effort in because I take this as a way to be a real-life booker (something that I would LOVE to partake in). That said, hopefully, upon my return, there will be some new faces mixed in with the consistent (and much appreciated truly) ones!</p><p> </p><p> As I said, I will respond from time to time to people; however, won't be a consistent presence. </p><p> </p><p> Take care; one and all.</p><p> </p><p> Cheers.</p><p> </p><p> <strong><em>E-V</em></strong></p>

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