[CVerse 97] Hollyweird Grappling Company: The Vibert Era

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<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="AMW_Loyalist" data-cite="AMW_Loyalist" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="42291" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>I finally catch up to find out that Romeo Heartthrob is NOT the world champion. My heart has been shattered into a million pieces. </div></blockquote><p> </p><p> I think the phrase you want there is "Romeo Heartthrob is NOT the world champion...yet."</p><p> </p><p> There's a reason he's one of the veterans who serves as the through-line for most shows, rather than Chord or Strong. He's currently gaining overness at twice the rate of anyone else on the roster, and his star quality makes him increasingly valuable the closer HGC gets to national.</p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="bonnie" data-cite="bonnie" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="42291" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>The Exiles - jack might get involved </div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Right logic, wrong guy carrying it out. Jack has...er..."fans" for that sort of thing now <img alt=":)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/smile.png.142cfa0a1cd2925c0463c1d00f499df2.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p>

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Phil Vibert grins. “Oh, yeah,” he says. “The Heart of Darkness? With those guys, we felt it.”</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;">

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Tyson Baine scratches his chin. “Originally it was just going to be me and Karen as a duo, but things changed fast. Karen and I weren’t a good fit, at all. Just couldn’t get the timing right, so it always looked crap when she tried to interfere. Then I had this tag match at a house show in Des Moines where she was there with me and Charlie, and her chemistry with Charlie was just…yeah. It was right there.</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;">

“So they took Karen out of my corner and put her in his, but that left me without a mouthpiece and no-one wanted me talking. They barely wanted me in the ring, for those first few months. My instructions were simple: go out, kill someone, roar. Phil offered me a thousand dollar a night bonus if I succeeded in actually getting someone to outright piss their pants.</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;">

“No-one actually said we were becoming a stable. I worked with Romeo a little on Hollyweird TV. I worked with Charlie on Underground TV. Those two didn’t interact very much, so it was just…one of those things. BLZ Bubb liked to destroy people, those two gave him an opportunity.</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;">

“Then Karen got this idea in her head, and it all just came together.”</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;">

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“You can tell a success of a stable by looking at how many people get over when you finally break it up. I figured we were all about getting Tyson established, maybe putting Heartthrob into position for a decent run at the belt. Charlie was winding down, but Romeo still had the fire for the business and it hadn’t beating him up so bad, given the style he worked.</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 was a great time for me, in terms of learning how to work. He basically took me and showed me how to really make the most of the nuances when you’re managing. Not just on the stick, although I learned a lot from watching the ways he and Romeo laid out promos – Charlie just had a knack for figuring out how to utilise me as a storytelling tool that would get us both over.”</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;">

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“When Strong was in charge, he had this plan for a stable with me, Joel, and Steadyfast. Old school wrestling heels, running in a pack, exactly the kinds of guys he could run through on TV. Someone to keep the All-Star Team busy, maybe hire out as muscle to guys like Heartthrob and Chord. </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;">

“That was about as planned as things got. There wasn’t any hear to it – there were just three guys who worked an old-school style, destined to spend the next few months putting over the guys working the top program.</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;">

“There’s no shame in that. I’d been that guy my entire career. If you’re the guy a booker relies upon to get the next guy over, you’ve got a steady paycheck and your stock with the booker stays high. </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;">

“Phil Vibert took one look at us and suggested I take the boys down to California Pro for a stretch, work out some of the kinks in the unit. Get some strings in our bow that aren’t just going out there and wrestling.”</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;">

Oxford shrugs.</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;">

“I get it. I just think he underestimated what going out there and wrestling could really do.”</div></div></div>

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Another great Hollyweird episode. I do have to say, I think Charlie Homicide and Romeo Heartthrob have been two real standouts thus far. Charlie Homicide is totally original, but I can see the influence of ECW Raven in the nihilism his promo work. Jake Roberts in how darkly compelling he is without having to raise his voice. Early WWE Shield with the "hijacked camcorder" promo set-ups. The interplay between Homicide and Karen Killer has been pitch-perfect for me - enough that their interplay was one of the factors that led me to hiring Karen Killer (20 years later in time) to portray "Lilith" in my diary. Homicide's great in that he's one of those heels who doesn't need to actively be in the title hunt to still be perceived as a major threat - and as long as he's booked strong, he's great as someone who can get someone else over after having tormented them.

 

Heartthrob is easily the #1 heel in this diary for me. I'm sure he's not as good a technician as Rip Chord, but it's clear he's on point in terms of his promo work. He's got a very self-aware heel attitude, a veteran who knows all the tricks and the narrative tropes and is able to turn them to his advantage. Romeo's striking me as the kind of wrestler that people back in the day would say could "talk an audience into a building" - which is how Ric Flair became a legend, instead of just a great wrestler.

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I have no clue who Flanagan is but but wow...what a prick.

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<p>Walter "Flapjack" Flanagan: big heavyweight, 21 year veteran, five year run in Supreme back in the eighties that culminated as in a monster-of-the-moment program challenging Strong for the Championship. Earned his nickname by hitting his signature Flapjack 13 times against a jobber during a squash in Championship Wrestling from Boston, where he started career. Has spent the last decade drifting through independents and minor federations cashing in on his name value. </p><p> </p><p>

I think he originally appeared in That 70s Mod, along with Jimmy Power and a couple of the other characters in the 97 database.</p><p> </p><p>

Completely superfluous as a monster heel in a company that also features BLZ Bubb and the Demons of Rage, so my booking notes for him basically consists of two words. Prick is definitely one of them <img alt="" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/smile.png.142cfa0a1cd2925c0463c1d00f499df2.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p>

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Underground TV exploded onto the world stage on Sunday night, with HGC fans getting a chance to see two of Underground’s rising stars battle to a stand-still at Malice in Wonderland. </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;">

One of the men involved in that match will be part of our opening match-up this evening, with the master of the Katahajime, </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Craig Prince</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">, taking on the Mexican Legend, </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Mr Lucha</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><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

The other half of the show-stealing Malice in Wonderland performance will also be in action, with Steve Flash hitting the ring alongside his </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Canadian Wolves</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> team mate, Bryan Holmes. They’ll be taking on a pair of young rookies looking to earn a spot in Underground, </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Damien Carvill</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> and </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Richard Montague</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><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

Another young man getting an opportunity on tonight’s show is a technician who has been making waves along the East Coast of America for the last twelve months, </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chris Rockwell</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">. He comes up against the veteran experience of </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Jimmy Power</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><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

Finally, our main event sees the man who lasted longer in the Championship Gauntlet than any other, </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Johnny Martin</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">, step into the ring with </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>John Anderson</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> of The Machines. We’ve seen what Anderson can do in the tag-team division – does he translate his success in singles?</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><em>Matches featured in this streaming video include:</em></strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong><em>

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Johnny Martin vs. John Anderson</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

Chris Rockwell vs. Jimmy Power</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

The Canadian Wolves vs. Carvill & Montague</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

Mr Lucha vs. Craig Prince</div></div></div></div><p></p>

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<p>Johnny Martin</p><p>

Jimmy Power</p><p>

The Canadian Wolves</p><p>

Craig Prince</p>

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The pre-show sting shows Nicole Kiss and John Anderson in their locker room.</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> Kiss: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">When I decided to get into the wrestling business, my daddy gave me a lot of money and he told me to go find myself a couple of champions to manage. </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>Kiss: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">So I went and I looked and I found myself a couple of studs. I found Brent Hill and I found John Anderson. We signed contracts and I put them together as the Machines. I led them to Malice in Wonderland and they won on the biggest stage Hollyweird has seen fit to provide for them.</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>Kiss: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">We’ve proven they’re the hottest commodity in tag-team wrestling. Tonight, John Anderson takes his biggest step as a singles wrestler when he beats Johnny Martin.</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>Kiss: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Martin’s a big man. He hits hard and he’s freakishly fast for his size. But I signed John Anderson because he’s not just a man – he’s a human arsenal. </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>Kiss: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And Martin? Tonight you’re in the crosshairs. </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;">

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We cut to the ring as the credits finish, where a hot crowd is jeering at the duo of Eric Tyler and Craig Prince waiting patiently for the hatred to burn itself out. Prince is dressed to compete, but Tyler is in a suit.</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>Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Hollyweird is meant to be the land of opportunity. It’s meant to be the place where the best in the world get the opportunity to wrestle one another and figure out who’s the best. </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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I see the talent here. I see it in men like Dark EAGLE and Golden Fox. I see it in men like Johnny Martin and The Machines. I see in Steve Flash, who almost stole the show at Malice, and I see it in his opponent on that night, The Shooter, a man I call friend, Craig Prince.</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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">What I don’t see is the opportunity. What I don’t see is the respect.</div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;"><strong>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">They gave me a title shot at Malice…but I have to fight nine other men to win that belt, and I’m the second man out. That's not a match that requires skill or talent - that's a match that stacks the odds in favour of the last man out.</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>Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> They gave Steve Flash and Craig Prince a match at Malice…then they told them ‘you’ve got fifteen minutes. Prove one of you is the better man.’</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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Any idiot who watched the two them wrestling could have told you it would have taken twice that long, and they could have told you Craig Prince would have been the man with his hand raised at the end.</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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Tonight, they put Craig Prince in the ring with Mr Lucha himself…a man regarded as one of the five best wrestlers on the planet 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;"><strong>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And they put it here, on Underground TV…a treat for you fans, but it’s hardly the biggest showcase this company has.</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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">There’s no respect here. There’s no recognition of the time spent honing skills, or the raw talent these men deserve. These men are better than this. Craig Prince is better that this.</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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I am better than this.</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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And tonight, I plan on making sure each of you knows why.</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;">

Tyler nods at Prince, and shakes the younger man’s hand, and promptly heads to the announce table to take the third seat and sit in on commentary for the evening.</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> Rating: C</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/MrLucha1977.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CraigPrince.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>Mr Lucha vs. Craig Prince</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Eric Tyler is quick to sing Prince’s praises here, pointing out that in a company packed with veterans with twenty year careers, it’s easy to fall into the trap of considering a ten-year journeyman like Craig Prince a youngster. He isn’t. At twenty-seven years old he can already lay claim to being two-time Canadian Champion up north, a black-belt in Judo, and a man who has the potential to be the best submission wrestler in the world. </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 batters Lucha in the opening minutes of the match, using size and power to bludgeon the masked man across the ring. Lucha takes a few moments to adapt, but once he does he starts ducking and weaving, adopting a hit-and-run approach. </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 commentary team start debating whether Prince has ever encountered anyone with a style like Lucha, but the younger man proves that he’s adaptable. When he does get hold of Lucha, he punishes him with suplexes and crossface strikes, staying strong even when he loses hold of the veteran again. </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;">

Lucha, by contrast, never really connects with any of his signature moves. He does pick up the victory, but it comes courtesy of a quick roll-up that’s as much chance as technique. </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> Mr Lucha defeated Craig Prince in 7:33 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: C-</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;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/MrLucha1977.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CraigPrince.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

For a moment, Lucha and Prince both sit in the middle of the ring, the end of their match arriving so fast that neither is particularly sure that it’s over. Prince registers what’s happened first, going after Lucha and hauling him into the corner of the ring where Prince unleashes a series of stiff knee strikes.</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;">

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The Canadian Wolves charged down the aisle, sliding under the bottom rope and hauling Prince off his victim. Prince steps forward and Holmes pushes him back, while Flash tries to calm Prince down. </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;">

Prince is incensed and more than willing to take a swing when it’s two-on-one odds. He actually connects on Holmes, a solid right hand to the jaw that sends Holmes stumbling backwards, but narrowly ducks a hook kick from Flash that would have taken his head off. </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;">

Prince edges around Flash, shrewdly assessing the situation and showing respect for Flash’s abilities. </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;">

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Meanwhile, Eric Tyler takes off his headphones at the commentary booth. </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>Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Gentlemen, if you’ll excuse me.</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;">

Tyler steps into the ring besides Prince, backing the younger man up. For a moment Flash, Prince, and Tyler all stare at another, waiting for someone to make the first move.</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;">

Then Eric Tyler pats Prince on the shoulder, mouths the words “you’ve made your point,” and slowly edges the Shooter out of the ring as Holmes and Lucha both recover to the point where the odds are now against the heels. </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>Rating: D</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><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="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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;">

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</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;"><strong>Naess: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">It’s going to take us a few moments to clear the ring after all that folks, so let’s take a look at one of the tag-teams who are choosing to take advantage of the opportunities here at Underground TV.</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/LarryWood.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/KimitadaOhishi.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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 video starts with a close-up of a slap to the chest that hits with the same impact and echoing clarity as a gunshot. It’s followed by a second. Then another.</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>

And then the rapid cuts begin: shot after shot of two big men in motion, laying in stiff strikes. Forearms; big boots to the head; backbreakers; knee strikes; side slams; a big, tandem suicide dive that sees over six hundred pounds of angry monster fly through the ropes. </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>

They’re not pretty, but every single thing on the video looks incredibly painful, particularly clip after clip of their finishing sequence: one man holds an opponent in a bearhug; the other charges in with a stiff big boot to the jaw as Mitch Naess screams “FALL OF MAN” on commentary.</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>

The screen fades to black. Then:</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>

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</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-family:Impact;"><span style="font-size:14px;"><strong> KRONOS ARE COMING</strong></span></span></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rating: C</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/SteveFlash_alt.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanHolmes.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/DamienCarvill.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RichMoney.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>The Canadian Wolves vs. The Ivy League</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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This is a solid debut for Carvill and Montague. The match isn’t long and they’re not yet at the level of the Canadian Wolves, but the athleticism and potential of the pair is on display as they endeavour to hold off Flash and Holmes. </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;">

Naess lauds their athleticism and their intelligence, mentioning their time spent at Harvard earning degrees before entering the world of pro-wrestling, and the fact that Bryan Holmes is still recovering from the right to the jaw gives them plenty of opportunities to engage in skulduggery and double-teams.</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 the Wolves, this is a showcase of their versatility and endurance. Holmes starts off a little shaky, but it wears off quickly as they hit their stride. Once that happens the Wolves wrestle, they fly, and they brawl…and ultimately finish the match when Rich Montague falls to a hook kick/sweep kick double-team Mitch Naess dubs the Final Impact. </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> The Canadian Wolves defeated The Ivy League in 6:20 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: C-</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;">

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Paez, Power, and Julie Forletta are sitting in a locker room backstage, watching the footage of Liberty getting assaulted by Walt Flanagan on the monitor.</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>Paez:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Oh, man, I love this bit.</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;">

A tinny crash as Liberty makes impact with the wall. Paez immediately reaches for the remote and rewinds it, letting it play again.</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;">

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He goes to rewind it again, but a shadow falls across the TV. The camera pulls back to reveal the giant Walt Flanagan standing behind Paez and Power. Ramon Paez looks up at the big man, uncertain and a little nervous.</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;">

Jimmy Power stands, goes toe to toe with the big man…and smiles.</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>Power:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Walt, it’s good to see you, man. </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;">

Flanagan nods at the television, frozen on a shot of Liberty lying crumpled against the wall.</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>Flanagan: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">That was the guy?</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> Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Yeah, that’s him. You do good work, buddy, just like the old 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;">

Paez looks from veteran to veteran.</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>Paez: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Wait, you planned 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;">

Flanagan looks at Power and grins. Jimmy Power puts an arm around Paez’s shoulders.</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>Power:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Kid, you’re going to learn a lot of things over the course of your career, but let me introduce you to one of the most important lessons... </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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Everyone has friends.</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;">

Power grins up at Flanagan, who just stares at Paez as though he's a small dog who crapped on the carpet. Paez swallows. Power grins. </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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a match. Try to get along with Flanagan while I’m away…or, you know, piss him off. Lose a few teeth along the way, if that’s your thing.</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> Rating: D+</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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A video package starts with footage of a young man walking down a darkened corridor. </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>Voice Over: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">From Boston, Massachusetts, weighting in at two hundred and forty-five pounds…he is Chris Rockwell.</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;">

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> Footage of Rockwell doing push-ups in the middle of a training ring in an old boxing gym.</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rockwell: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I’ve been fighting ever since I was old enough to make a fist. </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> Rockwell fires punches into a punching bag in the corner of the gym.</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rockwell: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I started training in boxing at six. Muay Thai at fourteen. I started wrestling at sixteen, dominated my division.</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>Rockwell suplexes punching bags across the room with a crisp snap.</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rockwell: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I can strike. I can grapple. I can take any man off his feet. I can knock him out. I can make him submit. So here’s the question any man in the ring with me has got to ask himself…</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> Rockwell, sweating heavily, glaring at the camera.</em></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rockwell: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">…do you have what it takes to stop Chris Rockwell?</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> Rating: D-</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/ChrisStorm.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JimmyPower.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>Chris Rockwell vs. Jimmy Power</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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The two men lock up and Rockwell fires a series of stiff elbows into Power’s ear, which turns out to be a warning of what’s to come. Power goes for a hammerlock off the second lock-up, but Rockwell keeps reversing, eventually rolling Power over and locking in an ankle lock. Power gets to the ropes to break the hold, tries to wear Rockwell down with a series of big slams. Rockwell absorbs the punishment, comes back with a flurry of strikes, then hits a big belly-to-bell suplex before securing a second ankle lock to claim the submission. </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> Chris Rockwell defeated Jimmy Power in 4:59 by submission.</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;"><strong> Rating: C-</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;">

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Rockwell gets his hand raised by the referee…</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;">

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…and immediately gets caught from behind by Ramon Paez, who springboards off the top rope and connects with a flying forearm to the back of the head. Rockwell sprawls forward, immediately rolling onto his back to mount a defence.</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;">

Paez charges in and starts stomping on Rockwell…only to get his leg caught and twisted under him, trapping him in an ankle submission that Rockwell locks in tight. </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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/WaltFlanagan.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Which is when Walt Flanagan emerges onto the ramp, making his slow, implacable way down the ramp—</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/Liberty.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

—only to get cut off by a chair to the back from Liberty. Flanagan staggers and Liberty hits him a second time, knocking the big man to the ground.</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> Rating: D-</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><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="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/PhilVibert.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

The camera cuts to the Underground TV interview stage, with the show logo behind it. Phil Vibert is standing by.</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> Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">When I was told there was fifteen minutes set aside at Malice in Wonderland to showcase the rising stars who fought here on Underground TV, I spent a lot of time considering who would get that spot.</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>Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Which two wrestlers…which two tag-teams…could I send out there to showcase why Underground TV is must-watch TV. I chose Craig Prince and Steve Flash, and they fought each other to a standstill inn those fifteen minutes.</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>Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I wanted to see more.</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>Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Everyone wanted to see more.</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>Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">If I had the power to go out there and give them another five minutes to reach a definitive winner, rest assured, I would have done so. But this isn’t my company. My job is to advise JK Stallings about talent, but the decisions that are made at pay-per-view rest with him.</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>Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">It’s my job to go out and find the best talent in the world, then give them a showcase here on Underground TV. I can’t control what JK Stallings does in the rest of his company, but here I can showcase talent.</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>Vibert: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Next week, I intend to do that. Next week, The Canadian Wolves are going to fight Eric Tyler and Craig Prince with the full twenty-minute time limit permitted for televised matches here in Hollyweird. </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> Rating: D-</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JohnnyMartin.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JohnAnderson.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>Johnny Martin vs. John Anderson</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><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;">

Nicole Kiss comes out with Anderson, but he shakes his head when she tries to occupy his corner and points towards the commentary booth. This leaves his manager as guest colour commentator as he wrestles a surprisingly clean match against Martin – they lock up, exchange holds, getting each other’s measure…and Anderson actually offers his opponent a handshake with no sign of deceit of sneak attack. </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;">

Things step up a gear after that and the two really lay into one another. Martin hits hard, hammers Anderson with kicks and forearms. Anderson fires back with takedowns, working submission holds on the head and neck, softening his opponent up for the Ammo Dump. One of them, an arm submission near the ropes, looks particularly ugly, and Martin is noticeably favoring his arm afterwards.</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;">

They go back and forth, trading the advantage, with Anderson getting the double underhook on Martin four times only to have his opponent wriggle free before the Ammo Dump can be applied.</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;">

Martin, by comparison, only hits the step-up Enziguri once, but it’s really all he needs. Anderson is rattled, and the Brainbuster lays him out in short order. </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> Johnny Martin defeated John Anderson in 14:40 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: C</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;">

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Overall: C</strong></div></div></div></div><p></p>

[Pteroid]

I'm starting to think Flanagan may be my Cverse OSW-style 'Boy', there's something about this jackass that I just love

[arwink]

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JohnnyMartin.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“So we’re halfway through the match when Anderson put an armbar on me. Some stupid, modified thing he saw on a tape from Japan that he hadn’t quite mastered yet. Stupid, reckless thing to do and it strained the tendons in my arm bad enough I spent a month in a sling.”</p><p> </p><p>

Johnny Martin shakes his head.</p><p> </p><p>

“I spent the rest of the match chewing him out for that, and I wasn’t too polite about it.”</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RCB.jpg</span><p> </p><p>

<span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/ProfessorNero.jpg</span></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“The first time you injure someone in a match is always a turning point for a young wrestler. Injuries happen in this business. What we do isn’t ballet. But you go out there and you hurt a guy, affect his ability too earn money and provide his a family – especially when it’s a dumb mistake and you’re the one who made it – it’s going to affect you.</p><p> </p><p>

“Some guys get hurt and decide that they’re done. They’re not coming back, and this isn’t the way they want to make their living.</p><p> </p><p>

“Some guys hurt someone, and they have the same reaction. The best of them learn from the experience, get better, get safer. We had to hope that was something John was capable of.”</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RCB.jpg</span><p> </p><p>

<span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BrentHill.jpg</span></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“I love John like a brother, but I tell you what – I’m glad I was wrestling beside him instead of against him through ninety-seven.” Brent Hill is seated on the big red couch, wearing an Affliction MMA shirt, his hair buzzed down to a severe crew-cut. “He wasn’t quite as reckless as Paez, but…yeah, he wasn’t always the safest guy. He relied on the other guy to protect himself, instead of taking care of him.</p><p> </p><p>

“There were a couple of guys like that on the roster at the beginning. Jack Bruce hadn’t got it down yet, neither had Carvill when he debuted. The whole Reckless thing was a huge rib on Ramon, ‘cause he focused on his spots and to hell with you when he started out. </p><p> </p><p>

“Those guys grew out of it. Other guys…Whistler, Homicide…I don’t want to speak ill of those guys, but they liked to work snug and liked to really lay it in when they hit something.</p><p> </p><p>

“A lot of fans don’t get it sometimes, why the guys they love don’t get a run at the top. There’s a lot of reasons it happens, but more often than not, it comes down to two words: consistency, safety.</p><p> </p><p>

“If you aren’t safe, they can’t put you at the top of the card. They can’t risk you putting a top guy out and killing the next show.</p><p> </p><p>

“If you aren’t consistent…look, if you’re the top guy, you’ve got to deliver every night, night after night. It doesn’t matter if you’re brilliant one week, but you drop the ball the next. </p><p> </p><p>

“You have to carry the show, not get carried.”</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RCB.jpg</span><p> </p><p>

<span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RamonPaez.jpg</span></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“There was a rumour just before Christmas that Lucha had met with someone from Supreme. He was on a handshake deal at the time, because he wanted to keep working Mexico, and someone in Eisen’s camp got wind of it.</p><p> </p><p>

“He put over Jack Bruce at Malice. He put over Craig Prince on TV, giving the Katahajime some legitimacy by putting over a recognised legend and one of the best in the world.</p><p> </p><p>

“There were fans who weren’t happy about that. Two losses in a row, putting over young guns, they felt like it didn’t show respect to a man of Lucha’s talents. Lucha was fine with it – the man’s a professional – but fans get these things in their heads from time to time.</p><p> </p><p>

“What mattered wasn’t who Lucha put over in the space of a week. What mattered was the way he’d been treated in the two months up to that point, and what he wanted out of his time in America. </p><p> </p><p>

“So Phil sat down with him after the Underground taping. Went out to a sushi bar in Manhatten and they talked about what Hollyweird would need to offer in order to keep him in the fold. </p><p> </p><p>

“Eisen was offering a stack of money. He was offering a program with Flare and Ultima. He was offering pay-per-view bonuses and a big percentage of merchandise. Even with Stallings’ chequebook, it was going to be hard to match all of that.”</p>

[bonnie]

Lucha got stolen off me too in my 97 game by the damn Eisens. Hope you can keep him

[arwink]

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HTV.jpg</span><p><strong>

- EPISODE 10 PREVIEW –</strong></p><p><strong>

</strong></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

This week’s Hollyweird TV opens with two of the hottest talents in the company meeting for the very first time. <strong>Larry Vessey </strong>is the heavy-hitter of the All-Star Team, capable of knocking a man out with the spinning back-fist dubbed the Sick Cycle. <strong>Monty Walker </strong>has earned his chops in the cruiserweight division – can he stand tall against a bigger, more experienced opponent?</p><p> </p><p>

<strong>The Demons of Rage</strong> rejected a gesture of respect from tag-team legends last week, beating the Blazing Flames down. A host of young teams have objected to that, including a pair of young guys from the islands of Hawaii – Rich Blood and Clark Alexander, <strong>The Night Marchers</strong>.</p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Rip Chord </strong>has claimed he will go after Sam Strong’s title in his own time, but he’s been laying out challenges like a man whose looking to impress HGC officials. Last week he beat the rising star of Underground TV, Steve Flash in a hard-fought match. This week, he’s laid out a challenge to the All-Star of All-Stars, <strong>Richie Pangrazzio Jr</strong>.</p><p> </p><p>

They may see like an unlikely tag-team, but Jack Bruce has joined forces with his number one fan, El Bandido, under the name <strong>Slippery When Wet</strong>. We’re not entirely sure what that name is meant to apply, but we’ll find out when they take on the <strong>Spirit Warriors.</strong> </p><p> </p><p>

A backstage altercation on <strong>Walt Flanagan</strong>’s debut night put him in <strong>Liberty</strong>’s sights, and last week’s Underground TV as made sure that the man dubbed “Flapjack” is eager to answer the American Outlaw’s challenge. It should be an exciting match, but will Flanagan’s newly revealed relationship with Jimmy Power affect the outcome?</p><p> </p><p>

Finally, our main event, where the last two eliminations from the Gauntlet at Malice in Wonderland meet to determine who will be the next contender for Sam Strong’s World Heavyweight Championship. <strong>Bryan Vessey</strong> has youth, mat-skills, and the All-Star Team at his back, while <strong>Romeo Heartthrob</strong> has experience, power, and the backing of BLZ Bubb and Charlie Homicide behind him. One of these men will be challenging for the title at The War to Settle the Score in four weeks – who will it be?</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong><em>Matches featured on this streaming video include:</em></strong></p><p><strong><em>

</em></strong>Bryan Vessey vs. Romeo Heartthrob</p><p>

Liberty vs. Walt Flanagan</p><p>

The Spirit Warriors vs. Slippery When Wet</p><p>

Richie Pangrazzio Jr vs. Rip Chord</p><p>

The Night Marchers vs. The Demons of Rage</p><p>

Larry Vessey vs. Monty Walker</p><p>

</p></div><p></p><p></p>

[bonnie]

<p>Romeo Heartthrob (or Bryan might win by dw but I'll plump for a Romeo dirty win)</p><p>

Liberty</p><p>

Slippery When Wet</p><p>

Rip Chord</p><p>

The Demons of Rage</p><p>

Larry Vessey</p>

[KnowYourEnemy]

<p>Bryan Vessey vs. <strong>Romeo Heartthrob</strong></p><p>

<strong>Liberty</strong> vs. Walt Flanagan</p><p>

The Spirit Warriors vs. <strong>Slippery When Wet</strong></p><p>

Richie Pangrazzio Jr vs. <strong>Rip Chord</strong></p><p>

The Night Marchers vs. <strong>The Demons of Rage</strong></p><p>

Larry Vessey vs. <strong>Monty Walker</strong></p>

[arwink]

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Tuesday, Week 2, February 1997</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>

Centrepiece Bridge (Mid Atlantic) – 3,959 people</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;">

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Backstage, the hand-held camera on its side, but this time there’s multiple sets of boots walking towards it. Three men and one woman crowd together into shot, and Heartthrob smiles.</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>Heartthrob:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Looks like everybody wants to be World Heavyweight Champion. Everybody wants to be the man who beats Sam Strong. Streets wants it. The Vesseys want it. Pangrazzio wants. Homicide wants it. BLZ Bubb—</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;">

Both men glance at BLZ Bubb, who just snarls at the camera. </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>Heartthrob: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Well, BLZ Bubb just wants to hurt people, and he takes it as a personal affront that Sam Strong keeps coming back after every assault.</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>Heartthrob: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And me, Sam Strong, make no mistake - I want that belt around your waist, just as bad as everyone else.</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>Heartthrob: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Difference between me and all those others, Sammy – I’m the one coming after you. I’m the one who will stop at nothing to end your reign with that belt. I don’t care who I have to hurt, and I don’t care what I have to do.</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>Heartthrob: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Even if that means allying myself with madmen and monsters in order to take you down.</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;">

Heartthrob steps back, and Charlie Homicide looms into focus.</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>Homicide: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Saaaaammy. Saaaaaaaaammy. You have a shiny trinket, Sammy. I don’t like that, Sammy. I don’t like that at all. All those people coming after you, all those people you have to hurt to keep it.</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>Homicide:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I don’t want you to hurt them, Sammy. </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>I</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> hurt people. Hurting people is </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>my</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> thing. </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>Homicide:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That means one of us needs to take your shiny shiny, Sammy. One of us needs to have all the people coming after us. </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>Homicide: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Because when you’ve got the shiny, everyone steps into the ring to play, Sammy. When you’ve got the shiny, people don’t run away from you just because they’re hurting…</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>Rating: B-</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;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/LarryVessey.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> w/</strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CoachDickPangrazzio.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/MontyWalker.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> w/</strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/DarkAngel.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>Larry Vessey w/Coach Pangrazzio vs. Monty Walker w/Dark Angel</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;">

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Put these two competitors together and the visuals don’t support Walker at all: Larry Vessey is six-four, two hundred and eighty pounds of pure muscle; Monty Walker is six foot, barely two hundred and twenty pounds, forced to rely on speed to counter Vessey’s physical advantages.</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;">

Despite this, Walker doesn’t give an inch. He frustrates Vessey early on, ducking and weaving around the bulk of Vessey’s assault, cutting it off with a well-timed thumb to the eye. That creates the opening Walker needs to cut his opponent down with a hurricanrana and assault him on the ground. </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 a few minutes it looks like Walker’s speed will be the deciding factor here, but Vessey recovers and drops Walker with a side slam, starting his comeback. A distraction by Angel at ringside creates an opening for Walker to connect with a superkick, but he only gets a two-count off it. </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;">

Ultimately, Vessey picks up the pinfall with a Sick Cycle. </div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Larry Vessey defeated Monty Walker in 10:27 by pinfall.</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>

Rating: C+</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;">

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chase:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> What’s up, stars, studs, and swingers? This is Emma Chase backstage, along with The Mavericks and Whistler. </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>Chase: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Gentlemen, I gather all three of you are on the injured list right now – I gather you’ve got some thoughts on what will happen when you’re cleared to compete again?</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>RDJ: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Yeah, we’ve got some thoughts. We—</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;">

Streets signals for Ricky Dale to calm down, smoothly taking over. </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>Streets: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The hardest part of this job is listening to the doctor’s advice, especially when all you really want to do is go out there and get a little payback for your injury. Right now, the docs won’t let me compete. They’ve had Ricky Dale on the bench since Malice in Wonderland. Whistler will be out until he rehabs his ankle.</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>Streets: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And all of this is on one man, Charlie Homicide.</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>RDJ: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">One week, Homicide. In one week Streets and I are cleared to compete, and we don’t care if you’ve got a monster at your back. We don’t care if you’ve got Heartthrob in your corner. Bring whoever you want to the party, ‘cause we got an ass-kicking with your name on it and we’re plenty happy to spread it around.</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>Whistler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I plan on being ringside next week, when my friends band together to beat you down Homicide, but make no mistake – I’m counting down the days until I’m able to get into the ring and deliver a little payback 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><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rating: C+</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;">

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We cut backstage, and Monty Walker is slumped up against the wall, head in his hands. Dark Angel stands behind him, kendo stick on his shoulder, staring impassively at the camera. He nudges Walker with a toe, and Walker looks 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;">

</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> Walker: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Get lost. I don’t— </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 camera backs away.</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>Walker: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">No, wait. Get back here. </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;">

Walker stands, rubbing at the red mark on his face where he caught the Sick Cycle.</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>Walker: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The Walk took a hell of a beating in the ring tonight, but it’s hard to take down a bigger man when you’re constantly watching your back. </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>Walker: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Last week made it clear I’m a marked man. The Spirit Warriors attacked me, and they paid the price…but that requires vigilance. It requires splitting The Walk’s focus.</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>Walker: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The Walk isn’t built for losing matches. The Walk doesn’t like losing matches. The Walk isn’t going to accept losing matches.</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>Walker: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Angel, my friend…I think it’s time we took steps </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>Rating: E+</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;">

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>The Night Marchers vs. The Demons of Rage w/Boss Man Brayfield</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Not the most auspicious debut for the two young Hawaiians. They do their best to hold back the Demons, but Anger and Spite have the size, power, and experience advantage. Richard Blood gets laid out with the Double Demon down in less than four minutes. </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>The Demons Of Rage defeated The Night Marchers in 3:47 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: C-</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;">

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Brayfield climbs into the ring alongside his clients, microphone in hand.</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>Brayfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Boss Man Brayfield, and I am the duly appointed representative of the most dangerous tag-team in the world today…Anger and Spite, the Demons of Rage.</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>Brayfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Tonight, they have authorized me to make an important statement to the rest of the tag-team division here in Hollyweird Grappling, and all the tag-teams throughout the rest of the world.</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> Brayfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Last week, the Blazing Flames try to offer their respect to the Demons of Rage, and they paid the price for their audacity in flesh and in blood.</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>Brayfield:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The Blazing Flames do not need to be offered respect. If they want your respect, they will beat it out of you, and the odds of them actually wanting—</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;">

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Brayfield is cut off when both members of the Blazing Flames hit the ring, hitting a series of stereo dropkicks that knock the Demons out of the ring.</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;">

That leaves Brayfield in the ring alone, without his clients, and the Flames both turn on him in unison. A thrust kick from Teddy staggers the portly manager, who is then squashed by a swandive splash from Joey Flame. </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 Demons haul Brayfield out of the ring and carry him up the ramp, leaving the Flames to threaten and taunt as the big men make a hasty retreat. </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>Rating: C</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;">

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Backstage, to the locker room of the All-Star Team, where Richie Pangrazzio Jr is warming up for his match.</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>Coach: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Three matches for the All-Star team tonight, and we’ve already picked up the first victory. That’s one down, two victories to go, and all of them are high stakes.</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>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Tonight, Richie Pangrazzio has got Rip Chord. All-Star of All-Stars versus the wrestling legend. We’ve been bunkered down for a week on this one, putting together a game-plan. We’ve studied tapes, we’ve learned Chord’s moves, we’ve figured out everything Richie needs to do in order to pick up the victory</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> Richie:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Chord, you may be the best wrestler in the world. You may be the biggest challenge the All-Star of All-Stars has ever faced in his career, but I rise to challenges. I overcome challenges. No matter how great you are, you’re not the All-Star of All-Stars, and tonight, I’m going to prove it.</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> Coach: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">That’s right. Tactics, Chord. The right preparation, the right game-plan, makes any wrestler beatable. You may be a legend with decades of wrestling experience, but that just means there’s more footage out there for us to study and find a weakness.</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> Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Which brings us to match number three for the All-Star Team this evening…Bryan Vessey up against Romeo Heartthrob.</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> Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Heartthrob, you’ve got some big men at your back tonight, but that won’t bother us. The All-Star Team is the most dangerous wrestling unit in the sport today, and it will take more than a monster and a madman to counter the presence of myself, Larry Vessey, and Richie Pangrazzio at 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;">

</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That means that earning a world title shot is going to come down to the talent on display in the ring, when you and Bryan Vessey go one-on-one. And Heartthrob, you’re a great wrestler. You’ve got the skill, you’ve got the brains, you’ve got the experience to be a true threat in 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><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>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But Bryan Vessey is the hottest blue-chip prospect I’ve ever seen in three-decades coaching champions, and it’s not a case of if he’ll be champion, it’s a case of when.</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>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Honestly, Heartthrob, his time is now…and you’re the man whose standing between Bryan Vessey and his destiny. </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> Rating: B</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;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RichiePangrazzioJr.jpg</span><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>vs.</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RipChord.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</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>Richie Pangrazzio Jr vs. Rip Chord</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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There’s a lot of intensity to Pangrazzio in this match. He’s here with something to prove, in the ring with a legend of the sport, and the All-Star of All-Stars wrestles like a man who truly wants his name to be said in the same breath as Strong and Chord.</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;">

Chord finds himself on the back foot, getting battered by Pangrazzio’s takedowns and mat work. He stays in the match by crawling for the ropes or raking the eyes, retreating to ringside every time he needs a breather. Chord starts giving a lot of ground, searching for an opening or approach that will give him the edge. </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;">

Finally, he resorts to tearing off one of the turnbuckle pads, letting it sit exposed for several minutes before he tricks Pangrazzio into charging it. Pangrazzio hits the steel hard, wincing and curling with pain, and Chord takes immediate advantage, rolling Pangrazzio up and sneaking his feet on the ropes for the three-count. </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>Rip Chord defeated Richie Pangrazzio Jr. in 14:33 by pinfall.</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;"><strong>Rating: B+</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;">

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Pangrazzio looks around in disbelief, trying to figure out where his back-up went and how he found himself on the losing end. His expression grows even more incredulous when Chord calls for a microphone</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>Chord:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> We all know that when the time comes for Rip Chord to go after the World Heavyweight Title, all it’s going to take is one phone call to JK Stallings Jr telling him I’m ready. </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>Chord: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Not because I’m the greatest wrestler in this company – even though I am – and not because I’m a wrestling legend with an undisputed pedigree. It's not even because there are damn few people in this company who can wrestle on my level.</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>Chord:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> They’ll give me that match because I pick my battles carefully. I fight the names everyone is talking about, whether they’re a veteran or an up-and-comer whose been stealing the show. I make a challenge, and I walk away with the 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;">

</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Chord: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I leave no mistake about who the better man is.</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> Chord: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Well, right now, everyone’s talking about the All-Star Team. Talking about Coach Pangrazzio grooming the next contender.</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>Chord:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I wish Bryan Vessey luck tonight. I hope he gets the title shot he’s looking for.</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>Chord: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">But when it comes to the All-Star team—</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;">

Chord stops and stares Pangrazzio Junior square in the eye.</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>Chord:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I've already beaten their weakest link. I figure that means I've got two more to go.</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>Chord: Now </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I don’t see much point beating around the bush. Pangrazzio Junior just got pinned. Bryan Vessey is spoken for. I’m going to work my way up the chain, man by man, until I’ve beaten them all, and that means Larry Vessey is in my sights.</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>Chord:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Vessey, I could ask the committee to make this match, and I’m guessing they’ll give it to me without much fuss. But for you, son, I’m going to do this right…I’m laying out a formal challenge for you and me at The War to Settle the Score. </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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CoachDickPangrazzio.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/LarryVessey.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanVessey.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

The All-Star Team’s music hits and Coach Pangrazzio emerges with the Vessey Brothers in tow.</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>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Rip…let me tell you something about making challenges. Every week I gather my team around me, and we put together a strategy for getting where we want to go. Who do the face, how do they beat them, what happens afterwards. Sometimes they make good choices…sometimes they don’t.</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>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But every week, when I ask him, Larry Vessey says six words – I want to beat Rip Chord.</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>Coach:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> He said it when HGC first opened. He said it after you hired the Demons of Rage to beat him down. He said it after Malice in Wonderland. He said it tonight, when the smart call was sending Richie out here to face you instead.</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>Coach: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">So if you want match, Rip, you’re going to get one…but I’m going to leave you with a warning. Larry Vessey doesn’t want to beat you - he wants to beat you up. And when he’s done with you, we won’t waste time talking about the title shot we could have.</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>Coach: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The moment your shoulders are on the ground for one-two-three, I’m going to be securing Larry Vessey a World Heavyweight Championship match...regardless of who is holding that belt. It doesn't matter if it's Sam Strong, it doesn't matter if it's Larry's brother.</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>Coach: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">You prove your the best by beating the best...and right now, Larry Vessey has something to prove.</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>Rating: A</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><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</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;">

Romeo Heartthrob is heading for the manager’s office, but Emma Chase is hot on his heels. </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> Chase:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Romeo! Romeo! Can I get a few words about your contender’s match tonight? Could I get some kind of statement about your alliance with—</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;">

Heartthrob turns, tense, an admonishing finger raised to cut her off. It lasts a moment before he relaxes and offers an oily smile instead.</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>Heartthrob:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You want a statement? Sure, I can give you a statement. </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>Heartthrob:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> For weeks, I’ve been coming out here, telling people what kind of guy I am. I’m not a nice guy. I’m not here to play fair. I’m the man who should be the World Heavyweight Champion, and there is no lengths I won’t go to in order to achieve 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> Heartthrob:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I may not be a nice guy, but you should know by now – I’m smart. When everyone’s look three steps ahead, I’m the one looking five. And when I face a man like Sam Strong…when the path to get there takes me through The All-Star Team or Rip Chord and his partners in crime? </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> Heartthrob:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Let’s say I recognise the value of having dangerous men in my 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;"><strong>Chase:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But…aren’t you worried? Your new friends seem…volatile.</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;">

Heartthrob smiles broadly. </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>Heartthrob:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Yes. They really do, don’t they.</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 turns and heads into the office. </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> Rating: C+</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/GoldenFox.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/DarkEagle.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JackBruce.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/ElBandido.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> The Spirit Warriors vs. Slippery When Wet</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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The action moves fast in this one, particularly when either of the Spirit Warriors are in the ring with El Bandido. The exchanges are heavy on flips, arm-drags, and reversals, with Jack Bruce inserting himself into the match with lariats, high knees, slams, and strutting. </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;">

Things go wrong for Slippery When Wet after an overconfident Jack Bruce poses for the crowd, then debuts a rock-and-roll leaping drop-split leg drop. His showiness gives Golden Fox time to roll free, leaving Bruce to injure himself when he lands on the bare canvas. </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 Spirit Warriors capitalise on that, and after getting lit up with stiff kicks, Bruce crawls for the ropes and tags in Bandido before curling up. Bandido holds his own for a time, but ultimately falls to the Flying Fox. </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> Spirit Warriors defeated Slippery When Wet in 8:33 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: C-</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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;">

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Nicole Kiss sits in an editing studio, wearing an outfit that could be deemed profession were it not for the skirt showing off an unseemly amount of leg.</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> Kiss: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">My name is Nicole Kiss and I’m manager on record of the greatest tag-team combination in the sport today. Last week, on Underground TV, one of my clients took on Johnny Martin in singles competition. </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> Kiss:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> What happened in that match was a travesty of refereeing that should not go unremarked upon, but I’m not here to complain about 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> Kiss:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Instead, I want to call your attention to the events that followed that match…events that happened off-camera, and would not be coming to light this evening if I hadn’t paid for this TV time myself in order to set the story straight.</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;">

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>The video package begins moments after the main event of Underground TV concluded, starting with the moment Brent Hill jumps Johnny Martin from behind. Anderson quickly joins in, irate at the loss to Martin—</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;"><em> </em></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/TheDangerKid.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JasonJackson.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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> --and the beatdown is interrupted when The Vanguard come tearing down the ramp in order to make the save. Jason Jackson nails Anderson in the mouth with a dropkick, while The Danger Kid dives over the top of Johnny Martin to hit a flip-kick and fend off Brent Hill. </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;"><em> Kiss glares from ringside as her boys beat a hasty retreat. </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> Kiss:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That, right there, that is three against one. Johnny Martin, one. The Danger Kid, two. Jason Jackson, three. That’s an unnatural advantage that no wrestler can counter, no matter how good he is.</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>Kiss:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> My Machines are good enough to take down any tag-team in a fair fight, and they’ve proven it in the past in a fair fight with the Vanguard. For the Kid and Jason Jackson to prove that they’re such poor losers as this just makes me feel sick to my stomach.</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>Kiss:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But the day is coming, Vanguard. The day is coming very soon. Brent Hill and John Anderson are too good to trapped on Underground TV, and I think you two are going to the stepping stone that gets us here, to Hollyweird TV, where we belong. </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> Rating: E+</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;">

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We cut to footage of Sam Strong backstage at the Tonight show, title belt slung across one shoulder as a make-up crew prepares him for a match</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>Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> The Psychedelic Warrior isn’t in the house tonight, although you can bet that I dearly want to be there, ‘cause right now I got a couple of ass-kickings ready to hand out. If it weren’t for this—</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;">

Strong taps the title belt.</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>Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> --Sam Strong would be in the Centrepeice Bridge Arena right now, calling out Romeo Heartthrob and his crew of crazy, deranged little friends.</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> Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But right now, I am the champion, and being the champions means I’ve got responsibilities. </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>Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> One of those is going out there and telling the world – all those people who are going to see me on the Tonight show in just a few hour’s time - that Sam Strong is back, Sam Strong is carrying gold, and Sam Strong is going to be defending that gold against the best damn wrestlers in the world 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;"><strong>Strong:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But that! That’s just for tonight, and next week Sam Strong will be back on Hollyweird TV. Sam Strong will be back in front of the Million Strong Army. And Sam Strong will be looking for Heartthrob and Homicide and their little friend BLZ Bubb…and you can bet, when that happens, things are going to get wild.</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>Rating: A*</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;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/Liberty.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/WaltFlanagan.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> Liberty vs. Walt Flanagan</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;">

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Walt Flanagan has the size to be a great monster heel, but what really sets him apart is his sheer enjoyment of causing pain. Liberty is the consummate babyface, at his best when he can rally and built up momentum against a seemingly unstoppable opponent. </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’s a combination that plays well here, with the two men exhibiting a natural chemistry as they play out one of the oldest wrestling stories there is. Flanagan overpowers Liberty, hammering him with power moves and holds that grind bone against bone. Liberty breaks free, hits the ropes to build up momentum, and starts unleashing hell on his opponent with dropkicks, bulldogs, and forearm smashes. </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;">

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Jimmy Power and Ramon Paez hit the ringside area, providing the distraction that allows Walt Flanagan to hit ringside and collect a chair. Liberty sees it happening, cuts Flanagan off with a low dropkick, and uses the chair to take care of Paez and Power.</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;">

There’s a moment’s hesitation after that, as he turns to consider Flanagan, then Liberty shrugs and applies a third chair-shot in full view of the referee. </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> Walt Flanagan defeated Liberty in 9:39 by disqualification.</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;"><strong> Rating: C</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;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/Liberty.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RamonPaez.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JimmyPower.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/WaltFlanagan.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Liberty holds firm in the ring, chair in hand. Paez and Power both figure that’s as good a reason as any to leave, but Walt Flanagan seems more reluctant. He locks eyes with Liberty, takes a few steps towards the ring—</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;">

--and gets pulled to a halt by Power, who whispers to his old friend and starts edging him up the ramp. Liberty calls for a microphone. </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>Liberty:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> No, no, if he wants to get back in here, let him come.</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>Liberty: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I’m right here, Jimmy. I ain’t going nowhere. There’s three of you, there’s one of me. </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>Liberty:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Come on, Jimmy. Let him go.</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;">

Flanagan looks like he’s more than willing to answer that challenge, but Jimmy Power enlists Paez’s help to keep Flanagan moving backstage. “Not now,” Power says, although he isn’t miked. “Stick with the plan.”</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;">

Flanagan, Paez, and Power disappear into the backstage area. Liberty raises his chair to the sky, celebrating his momentary triumph over the three with the fans. </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>Rating: D-</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;">

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Romeo Heartthrob heads out for the main event, heading down the ramp flanked by Homicide, BLZ Bubb, and Karen Killer. Heartthrob should be the odd man out in that grouping, but he seems perfectly comfortable amid an army of madmen and monsters.</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanVessey.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/LarryVessey.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RichiePangrazzioJr.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CoachDickPangrazzio.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

Bryan Vesseys is flanked by all the members of the All Star Team as he hads down to the ring, and for a few moments all eight bodies are in the ring, staring one another down. </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;">

Sam Sparrow goes to work, trying to urge seconds out of the ring so the match can start, but Homicide makes it difficult when he points at Richie Pangrazzio and draws a finger across his throat. </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 tension escalates, teetering on the edge of becoming a full-fledged brawl, but Sparrow ultimately gets the reluctant seconds clear so the match can begin. </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>Rating: C+</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanVessey.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RomeoHeartthrob.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>Bryan Vessey vs. Romeo Heartthrob</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><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 the first main event in Hollyweird history that doesn’t involve either Sam Strong or Rip Chord, but the two men rise to the challenge. Vessey is the new-school wrestler, building his offense around take-downs and snug submissions. Heartthrob is the old school, bigger and slower, but adept at controlling the pace through legitimate and illegitimate tactics alike. </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;">

Both sides have a full cohort at ringside, watching for the other side to try something. Tensions bubble along as the match draws out, with Heartthrob and Vessey proving to be equally matched and unwilling to stay down with a title shot on the line. Vessey targets the arm, Heartthrob the neck, both of them setting up for submissions down the line.</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;">

A ducked clothesline after eighteen minutes knocks Sam Sparrow down and the tensions bubble over. Homicide hits the ring, and Larry Vessey comes in to counter him. BLZ Bubb comes over the ropes and Coach interjects himself, trying to protect his client. A full-fledged brawl breaks out. BLZ Bubb throws Larry Vessey over the top rope and goes after him. Coach hauls Charlie Homicide out of the ring—</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RichiePangrazzioJr.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

--and Richie Pangrazzio catches Bryan Vessey in a neckbreaker among the melee, dropping his All-Star Team partner hard before Sam Sparrow comes too.</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;">

Heartthrob applies the Cupid’s Clutch on his opponent, and enough damage has been inflicted that there’s no escaping it. Vessey is forced to submit while Richie Pangrazzio just stands there, watching it happen.</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> Romeo Heartthrob defeated Bryan Vessey in 19:51 by submission.</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;"><strong> Rating: B</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RomeoHeartthrob.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/TysonBaine.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/KarenKiller_alt.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CharlieHomicide.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

Heartthrob releases the hold and rolls out of the ring, unwilling to linger while he figures out what just happened. He finds his way to BLZ Bubb, where the big man is grinning with pleasure at what’s just happened, while Karen Killer is trying to coax Homicide away from a brawl with Larry Vessey now that the match is over.</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanVessey.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

Bryan Vessey is on his knees, drawing deep breaths, suffering the after effects of being caught in the Cupid’s Kiss—</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RichiePangrazzioJr.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

--and Richie Pangrazzio adds injury to injury when he punts the younger Vessey in the side of the skull. </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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CoachDickPangrazzio.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

He stands over the prone youngster, glaring down at his father. The Coach is in shock, silent, meeting his son’s stare. Slowly, inevitably, Richie Pangrazzio picks Bryan Vessey up and applies a chin lock, wrenching the youngster’s neck to one side.</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://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/LarryVessey.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

Larry Vessey hits the ring, looking to make the save. He swings as Pangrazzio, who releases his hold and ducks beneath it, putting Vessey on his shoulders as he rises and laying him out with an All-Star Slam.</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 show ends with a smirking Richie Pangrazzio standing over his All-Star Team, spitting in the direction of his father. </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>Rating: B-</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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>Overall: B+ </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;">

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[bonnie]

<p>Glad to see this back! Loved the show. Romeo is by far my fav,</p><p>

You've really given him a great voice. Honestly made me use him more in my own 97 game</p>

[arwink]

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/TysonBaine.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“I don’t think Romeo expected things to roll the way they did in HGC.” Tyson Baine smiles broadly at the camera, in uncharacteristically good humor as he talks about his friend. “He’d spent nearly fifteen years working his schtick – go out there, insult the men in the audience, threaten to steal their women. It’s the kind of gimmick that keeps you in a job, ‘cause there’s always heat there.</p><p> </p><p>

“So he comes to Hollyweird and Vibert makes him the focus. Pushes him harder than anyone else in the company. Specifically tells him to cut back on the cheap heat and calling people sweat hogs. Teams him with…well, me and Charlie and Karen.</p><p> </p><p>

“Suddenly he’s the the guy everyone is talking about, wondering where in hell this version of Heartthrob has been hiding all these days.”</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RCB.jpg</span><p> </p><p>

<span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/MitchNaess.jpg</span></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“Heartthrob’s shtick…” Naess pauses long enough to be politic about what’s coming. “Look, it got him a long way in this industry. There’s always money there if you’re the kind of heel who can keep fans hating him, particular when you’re good enough that fans <em>want</em> to like you. </p><p> </p><p>

“But that whole thing he had going – calling people sweat hogs, threatning to steal their women – it’s has a ceiling. It’s what fans lovingly call a mid-card gimmick – even if it gets you to the main event, it doesn’t earn you a title run.</p><p> </p><p>

“Heartthrob spent fourteen years on national TV, playing that character. Incredible waste of his talent, but Phil wanted to capitalise on that. There are always guys fans want to see given an opportunity. Guys that people are assume are being held down by the company.</p><p> </p><p>

“So Phil went out there with a simple plan: give people a reason to believe Romeo had it in him to transcend that character, then give him opportunities to rise up the card. The dedicated fans would bring the rest of the audience along with them, and it would feel like they did it when he finally hit the main event.”</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RCB.jpg</span><p> </p><p>

<span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JoelBryant.jpg</span></p></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p>

“There’s a reason Sam Strong and Rip Chord were multi-time champions, and Heartthrob was just a good hand who occasionally drifted into the main event. It’s not something a lot of fans want to hear, but it boils down to one word: consistency.</p><p> </p><p>

“You send Strong or Chord out there, you know you’re going to get their best. Night after night, week after week, match after match, for the length of their title reign. They have an off night once or twice a year, but 99% of the matches they wrestle are going to be something special.</p><p> </p><p>

“Romeo…he was a hell of a talent, but you could see the nights when he just didn’t feel it out there. If he was motivated, he was up there with the greats. When he wasn’t…well, he was still good, but he wasn’t a man you want holding a title for a year.</p><p> </p><p>

“There’s no shame in that. There are very few men who can do what Chord or Strong did. But it’s something to think about whenever people talk about Heartthrob and his title history.”</p>

[arwink]

<div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/UTV.jpg</span><p><strong>

- EPISODE 6 PREVIEW –</strong></p><p><strong>

</strong></p></div><p></p><p>

Underground TV hits the Delaware Auditorium this week, featuring some of the finest wrestling action you’re going to see on free-to-air television. It starts with <strong>Chris Rockwell </strong>in our opening match, fresh of a win against the veteran Jimmy Power last week. He’ll be facing a man whose spent the last few years in Japan, earning himself the nickname "Straight Shooter", <strong>Joel Bryant</strong>.</p><p> </p><p>

The unlikely team of <strong>Slippery When Wet</strong> are scheduled for tag-team competition, taking on two-time CGC tag-team champion <strong>Ed Monton</strong> and his new protégé, <strong>Dario Shelton</strong>, who are looking for a spot on the Underground TV roster.</p><p> </p><p>

They’ve clashed as tag-team competitors both inside and outside the ring, but tonight <strong>The Danger Kid </strong>and <strong>Brent Hill </strong>will meet in singles action. How will the two men fare flying solo? Which will come out victorious without the help of a partner in their corner?</p><p> </p><p>

In the main event, <strong>The Canadian Wolves </strong>are set to face off against <strong>Eric Tyler</strong> and <strong>Craig Prince</strong>. Opinions are split over which of these two teams is composed of the better men, and Phil Vibert has announced this match will be given a special, twenty-minute time limit in the hopes of establishing which team is truly better. </p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong><em>Matches featured in this streaming video include:</em></strong></p><p><strong><em> </em></strong></p><p><strong><em>

</em></strong>The Canadian Wolves vs. Tyler & Prince</p><p>

The Danger Kid vs. Brent Hill</p><p>

Monton & Shelton vs. Slippery When Wet</p><p>

Chris Rockwell vs. Joel Bryant</p><p>

</p></div><p></p><p></p>

[bonnie]

<p>Matches featured in this streaming video include:</p><p> </p><p>

Tyler & Prince</p><p>

The Danger Kid</p><p>

Slippery When Wet</p><p>

Chris Rockwell</p>

[arwink]

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/UTV_Logo.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>Friday, Week 2, February 1997</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>

Delaware Auditorium (Mid-Atlantic) – 864 people</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>

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</div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/SteveFlash_alt.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanHolmes.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/EricTyler.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CraigPrince.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

The show starts with a carefully edited video, showcasing highlights from matches involving The Canadian Wolves, Eric Tyler, and Craig Prince.</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>Naess:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Four men. Two teams. Twenty-minute time limit. It’s a dream match no matter which way you cut it – tonight’s main event, The Canadian Wolves versus Eric Tyler and Craig Prince.</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> Rating: E+</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/ChrisStorm.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JoelBryant.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>Chris Rockwell vs. Joel Bryant</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Bryant makes this a surprisingly close contest, showing signs of the same hard-hitting, MMA influences that Rockwell brings to the ring. The ground work is solid for both men, but Rockwell definitely has the advantage in the striking game, and that proves decisive. He rattles Bryant with a roundhouse kick, then gets the pinfall off a belly-to-belly suplex. </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>Chris Rockwell defeated Joel Bryant in 5:52 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: D</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;">

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Emma Chase meets Rockwell on the ramp after the match, microphone in hand.</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>Chase: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Chris Rockwell, congratulations on your second victory here on Underground TV. I understand you asked for some time because you had something you wanted to say to Ramon Paez. Got something you want to get off your chest?</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>Rockwell:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I do.</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;">

Rockwell stares down the camera, serious as a heart attack.</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>Rockwell: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I’ve been fighting since I could make a fist, and I do this better than anything else I’ve ever done in my life. Last week, Ramon Paez got involved in my business. He took it poorly when I beat the man whose supposed to be his sensei.</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>Rockwell:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Well, Ramon, it’s not I’m running short of beat downs. I got two fists and a whole lot to prove here, so if you want a 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="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JimmyPower.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/WaltFlanagan.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/RamonPaez.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JulieForletta.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;">

Rockwell is cut off when Jimmy Power walks out onto the stage, backed by Paez, Walt Flanagan, and Julie Forletta. Power is dressed in an impeccable suit, and he smirks as his friends circle around Rockwell.</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>Power:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Chris…can I call you Chris? Actually, screw it, I don’t really care.</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> Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Chris, I admire your hubris. And, as someone whose been on the receiving end, I even admire that roundhouse kick of yours. You’ve got a lot potential, kid, but right now, you’re raw clay.</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> Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">You can fight, yes, but that’s not what this game is about. This is wrestling, and the rules are different. Being able to hit isn’t the same as being able to 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;">

Rockwell surges forward, but his way is blocked by Walt Flanagan. He glares up at the big man, ready to throw down, but settles for falling back a step and taking Chase’s microphone.</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>Rockwell: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Seems I was good enough to beat you, Jimmy.</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;">

Flanagan takes a menacing step forward. Power puts a hand on his friend’s arm, pulling him back.</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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">It’s okay, Walt. He’s right. He did beat me...</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;">

Power turns to look at Rockwell, his expression suddenly stern.</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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Once.</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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">But I’ve got your measure now, Rockwell, and that won’t happen again. You can fight, but you’re alone out here. You can fight, but you think the rules mean a damn thing. You can fight, but you don’t have the experience behind you to know what rules can be bent and what rules need to be obeyed.</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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">You haven’t put in your time, kid, and that makes you vulnerable.</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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">A veteran would have put last week behind him and kept his mouth shut. </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>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">A veteran would have looked at the numbers and figured it wasn’t worth picking a 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;"><strong>Power: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">A veteran wouldn’t have come out here and asked…no, begged…for a beat down. </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;">

Power drops his microphone and his allies close in on Rockwell.</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>Liberty: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I don’t know, Jimmy. If being a veteran means so much, I kinda wonder why it didn’t occur to you that there’s plenty of folks eager to back Chris up against you.</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;">

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The American Outlaw steps out onto the stage, a steel chair in hand, and grins at the trio of Power, Flanagan, and Paez.</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>Liberty:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Now, I’ve been having all sorts of fun connecting steel chairs with your skulls and all, but I kinda think this is the sort of thing that’s more fun to solve in the ring. So how about, next week, you gear up for a honest fight. The three of you, versus me and Chris Rockwell…and anyone else we can track down eager to get piece of you?</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>Liberty: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And when I say ‘how about,’ let me be clear there’s no actual choice here. This match is signed, buddy, and your ass is going to be kicked.</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;">

Power signals his crew and they back off, retreating to the curtain. Liberty bumps fist with Rockwell as they go. </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> Rating: D+</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em> The video starts when a big boot makes an impact against someone’s face, dropping them to the canvas. It followed by another, and another, rapid cuts of two monstrous men inflicting punishment with big boots and yakuza kicks.</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;"><em>The sound gets louder as the cuts start cycling through different types of offense: stiff forearms; running knee; side slam; backbreaker; the big, tandem suicide that sees six hundred pounds going through the ropes and wiping opponents out against the turnbuckles.</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;"><em> The clip finishes with a focus on the finishing sequence: one man holds an opponent in a bearhug; the other charges in with a stiff big boot to the jaw as Mitch Naess screams “FALL OF MAN” on commentary.</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;"><em> The screen fades to black. Then:</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:14px;"><strong>KRONOS IS COMING</strong></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><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> Rating: C+</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/EdMonton.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/DarioShelton.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JackBruce.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/ElBandido.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Monton & Shelton vs. Slippery When Wet</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Monton and Shelton are hard-hitting and methodical, a tactic that seems to benefit them early on when Jack Bruce is more interested in showboating. A hard forearm from Monton seems to remind Bruce he’s in a fight, and he quickly tags in his fan, El Bandido, to take care of it.</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;">

And take care of it Bandido does. He can match his opponents in the hard-hitting stakes, but he switches gears rapidly when the opportunity presents itself. He gets Shelton on the mat with a belly-to-back Suplex, works him over with a series of leg submissions, then starts tagging in Bruce to hit a series of flashy double-teams. </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;">

Monton makes a fiery come-back off the hot tag, but it’s short and nowhere near enough. The Hijack Suplex on Shelton ends things not long after. </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> Slippery When Wet defeated Monton & Shelton in 4:46 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: D</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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/SteveFlash_alt.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanHolmes.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

</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;">

The Canadian Wolves are sitting backstage in a pre-taped interview, bare concrete visible behind them.</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>Flash: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">How do you prepare for a match against a team like Prince and Tyler? </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 breaks into a smile.</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>Flash: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Very, very carefully.</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;">

We cut to black-and-white footage of the Wolves drilling takedowns, building up speed and technique, before cutting back to the interview.</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>Holmes:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Every fight comes down to three things – mental conditioning, physical conditioning, and sheer determination to 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;">

More footage, this time focusing on the Wolves firing back after taking a beating at the hands of the Demons.</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>Flash: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Bryan Holmes trained in the toughest dojo in the world, getting broken down by the Stone family and built up into one of the finest wrestlers working the world 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;">

Short, sharp cuts that highlight Holmes’ kicking power and agility.</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>Holmes: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Steve Flash has been a champion in every promotion he’s ever worked for. He does things in that ring no-one ever expects.</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;">

More cuts, this time featuring Flash’s surprising arsenal of moves including the Flash Bang, the Hook Kick, and his impressive slingshot senton.</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>Flash: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">We don’t take Eric Tyler or Craig Prince lightly. When you’ve got a match against men that good, you train. You prepare. You scout their moves.</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>Holmes: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Individually, Tyler and Prince are great. Among the best in the world.</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>Holmes: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">But the same is true of me and Steve. </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>Flash: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The Canadian Wolves are a team. We train together, we work together, we win together. Tyler and Prince are used to going out there and wrestling on their own.</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>Flash: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">That might not be much in a lot of people’s eyes, but when you put four of the best into the ring together, it doesn’t take much to make the difference between victory and defeat.</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> Rating: E+</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JasonJackson.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/TheDangerKid.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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The Vanguard’s music hits and they head down to the ring for Kid’s match. Both men collect microphones along the way.</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>Kid:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> You know, I’ve had a lot of criticisms sent my way over my career. I was told I was too small to be a wrestler, too reckless to be a wrestler, too dangerous to myself and the men I’m in the ring with.</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> Kid: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">But it’s been fifteen years since I started down this path, and the way I do things has given birth to a whole division of cruiserweights just as small, just as reckless, and just as exciting as The Danger Kid.</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>Jackson:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> We called ourselves the Vanguard because we’ve been here since the start. We’ve got thirty-five years of experience between us, and we’ve never let the fact we’re the smallest man in a match keep us from going for the 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;">

</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Jackson: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The Machines are bigger men. They like to think they know how to ground a pair of high-flyers like me and the Kid. That’s a nice little dream world they’re living in, but the reality is a little 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><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Jackson: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">They don’t pick up victories against us because they’re better, or because they’ve got a game plan for countering The Vanguard. They win because they cheat.</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>Jackson: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And that’s a trick that’s only going to work for a very limited 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="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Rating: D-</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><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="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/TheDangerKid.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> w/</strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/JasonJackson.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BrentHill.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> w/</strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/NicoleKiss.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>The Danger Kid w/Jason Jackson vs. Brent Hill w/Nicole Kiss</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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He may call himself a trailblazer of the cruiserweight style, but the truth is that the Danger Kid really </div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><em>doesn’t</em></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> wrestle like anyone else. He’s unpredictable, high-risk, and incredibly effective…right up until Nicole Kiss interferes to cut off his momentum. </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;">

Hill attempts to destroy Kid with a series of hard suplexes, but it isn’t long before Kid lands on his feel and rallies. The match settles into a stale-mate: Hill doesn’t have Kid’s unorthodox style, but he makes efficient use of every mistake or distraction.</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;">

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Including – in the end – John Anderson’s ambush of Jason Jackson at ringside, hitting Kid’s partner from behind. Kid goes to make the save, but gets tripped by Nicole Kiss…and Brent Hill drops him and finishes him off with the King of the Hill.</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>Brent Hill defeated The Danger Kid in 8:26 by pinfall.</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;"><strong> Rating: C-</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Mr Lucha steps into the Delaware Auditorium, travel bag slung over one shoulder. The masked man is met by Emma Chase and a camera crew, and Chase wastes no time getting an interview.</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>Chase: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Hi, I’m Emma Chase, and I’m backstage at the Delaware Auditorium alongside a true legend of pro-wrestling, Mister Lucha. </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>Chase:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Lucha, I’ve got to think this situation with Jack Bruce and his new ally, El Bandido, has to have you fuming with anger, right?</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>Lucha:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Fuming, chica? I’m not fuming. Why would I fume? For three years, El Bandido was the man all Mexico talked about. For three years, he was the man everyone compared to me. But we worked for different people, and our paths never crossed, so we were never able to answer the question of just how good he is.</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>Lucha:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> But now? Here in America? We both work here, in Hollyweird, where the best in the world come to fight. We both have the opportunity to find out what all of Mexico wanted to know. And I’ve been granted that match, in three week’s time, at The War to Settle the Score. </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>Montague:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Excuse me, but I’m afraid you’re talking about the wrong match.</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;">

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The Ivy League step into shot, crowding Lucha on either side. Richard Montague wears an expensive blazer over his turtleneck, while Damien Carvill wears a jersey with the insignia of his frat.</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> Montague: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">You need to concern yourself a little less about the challengers from your side of the border, amigo, and start concerning yourself with whose coming after you from this side.</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>Montague: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">An illiterate like yourself might not realise it, but you are standing in the presence of the elite right now. Damien Carvill and I, we’ve had the benefit of the finest trainers money can buy. We’ve thrived in the most challenging colleges in the world – physical, intellectually, and…well, I’ve seen the women on your side of the border, amigo, so I won’t even begin to tell you about the ladies we’ve found in our beds.</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>Montague: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">We have the money and the influence to do anything we want, amigo, and next week…we want you.</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>Rating: D</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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Another pre-taped interview, but this time Eric Tyler and Craig Prince are seated in the lavish crimson couches of the local Hyatt hotel, the expensive antique décor visible behind them.</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>Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> There’s nothing I haven’t done in a wrestling ring.</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>Tyler:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I’ve fought wars. I’ve wrestled technical clinics. I’ve won titles. I’ve beaten men three times my size. I’ve wrestled luchadores and technicians and brawlers and psychopaths. I’ve bled. I’ve bruised. I’ve ignored pain and done damage to my own body because it was the only way to transform defeat into victory. </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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">And I’ve fought in tag-teams. I’ve been a tag-team 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;">

Craig Prince hesitates before speaking, carefully picking his 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><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Prince:</strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Bryan Holmes is fond of saying he was forged in the House of Stone. He’s proud of that pedigree, and he’s proud of the men who trained him.</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>Prince: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">But every title I’ve ever held in my life, I took away from a man named Stone. Men who trained alongside Bryan Holmes, with a pedigree much more direct than the one he’s so proud of.</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>Prince: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Hell, I’ve beaten the man who trained Bryan Holmes before.</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;">

Eric Tyler smirks like a villain stroking a white cat. </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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">I didn’t come here to form a tag-team. I won’t pretend its my forte. But there’s a difference between my intent, and my ability to deliver. </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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">The Canadian Wolves think their experience is an advantage. They don’t respect our history, our titles, our abilities. </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>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">That’s fine. No-one else here has done a damn thing 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><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Tyler: </strong></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">Which is why, we two disrespected are going to teach you all the error of your ways.</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>Rating: D</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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</div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/HGCB.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><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/SteveFlash_alt.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/BryanHolmes.jpg</span><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong> vs. </strong></div></div></div><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/EricTyler.jpg</span><span>http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x15/arwink/CraigPrince.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>The Canadian Wolves vs. The Disrespected</strong></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;">

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The challenge with any match where attention is called to the time limit is simple – convincing the fans that they’re not settling in for a time limit draw. It’s a big ask of any wrestler, but with three masters of in-ring psychology combined with Bryan Holmes ability to switch offense on a dime, it doesn’t take long before fans start wondering if maybe this one will have an ending.</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 difference between the two teams is measured in fractions. Tyler and Prince may be marginally better singles competitors, the Wolves may be a marginally better team – particularly given Tyler and Prince both have a preference for submissions, and there is always a Wolf in place to break a 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;">

In the end, it plays out as an even battle that sees no one pick up the advantage, eventually resulting in a time limit draw after twenty minutes of 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;">

</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>The Canadian Wolves drew with The Disrespected in 20:00 when the time limit expired.</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;"><strong> Rating: C</strong></div></div></div><p></p><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;"><strong>

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</div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><strong>Overall: C-</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;">

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“Anyone who doesn’t list Steve Flash as one of their favourite opponents is either crazy, lying, or jealous about the fact they never got to wrestle him.”</p><p> </p><p>

Craig Prince delivers the line incredibly deadpan, his trademark intensity turned up to eleven so you’re not sure how much hyperbole is in there.</p><p> </p><p>

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“This business is built around what you can make people believe and what you can make people understand.” Phil Vibert leans forward, fingertips pressed together as he thinks. “It doesn’t matter what you’ve done before you step into that ring, if you can’t make people believe that it’s real, all the legitimate combat skills in the world aren’t going to save you.</p><p> </p><p>

“Some guys with legit backgrounds can’t manage that. Craig Prince…he made the American Olympic team for Judo. Legit background in Muay Thai and jiu-jitsu. He could dismantle most people without breaking a sweat. It took him nearly a decade wrestling the Stones every week to figure out how to translate that into a great match, and it took work and it took a natural affinity for putting on a show that a lot of guys don’t have. </p><p> </p><p>

“Then you take a guy like Steve Flash. Incredible athlete. Natural babyface. Started with none of the legitimate skills that a guy like Prince does, but he engenders such sympathy when he’s in that ring that he becomes a legitimate player in company after company. He makes it incredibly easy for a heel to heat against him, and that makes every victory seem that much more important when it happens.</p><p> </p><p>

“Craig Prince is the real deal. There’s no doubting that. But to pair him with a man like Steve Flash? A man who shares his ability to tell a story in the ring, but can make people feel and understand what all those legitimate skills really mean? </p><p> </p><p>

“I could put those two in the ring, anywhere, any time, and be confident that every single fan in that audience was going home feeling like they’d seen something special.”</p><p> </p><p>

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"The biggest lesson I learned from Phil Vibert? Sometimes you just let guys go out there and wrestle. There is a lot of wrestling that is about the characters and the pyro and the folderol, these days, but at the end of the day it's all about what happens between the ropes.</p><p> </p><p>

"But his willingness to just let guys like Craig and Steve go out there and do their thing, that surprised me. The fact that it seemed to work surprised me even more."</p>

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- EPISODE 11 PREVIEW –</p><p>

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Hollyweird TV rolls into Kansas and tapes at Irvine Hall this Tuesday night and some of America’s biggest stars will be in attendance. </p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Liberty </strong>has been getting in the face of Jimmy Power and Walt Flanagan for weeks, but the flaw with picking a fight with wrestling veterans is the number of friends and former-allies they can call on in a pinch. He’s scheduled to face Power’s hired gun, the Bad Man of Balch Springs, <strong>Derek Barnes</strong>.</p><p> </p><p>

<strong>The Demons of Rage</strong> have been tearing through the tag-team division and thus far only two teams have held their own against them – The Blazing Flames and The Vessey Brothers. The debuting <strong>Filth and the Fury</strong> – cousins Joey Poison and Jack Geidroyc – will be looking to bring that number to three.</p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Rip Chord </strong>may have laid out a challenge against Larry Vessey at The War to Settle the Score, but the Legend is looking to keep his stock high with victories over as many rising stars in HGC as he can. Tonight, he’s challenged the human highlight reel, <strong>The Danger Kid</strong>, to singles competition.</p><p> </p><p>

Tag-Team competition follows, with the newly-arrived <strong>Ivy League</strong> using their wealth and connections to secure a match on Hollyweird TV. Their opponents? The masked men from the land of the rising sun, the <strong>Spirit Warriors</strong>.</p><p> </p><p>

There are very few people who’d want to be getting in the ring with <strong>Larry Vessey </strong>after the events of last week, but it would appear that <strong>Walt Flanagan</strong> isn’t afraid of squaring off against the heavy-hitter of the All-Star Team. </p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Sam Strong </strong>has made it clear that he wants a piece of <strong>Romeo Heartthrob</strong>, <strong>Charlie Homicide</strong>, and <strong>BLZ Bubb </strong>before we get to The War To Settle The Score, and he’s agreed to a six-man tag in our main event. <strong>Cowboy Ricky Dale</strong> of The Mavericks have made it clear he’s willing to back Strong up…but given the bad blood between Dusty Streets and Strong, will it be both Mavericks standing side-by-side with Strong or will they have to find a third man on short notice?</p><p> </p><p>

</p><div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong><em>Matches featured in this streaming video include:</em></strong></p><p> </p><p>

Sam Strong, Cowboy Ricky Dale, & ???? vs. Romeo Hearthrob, BLZ Bubb, & Charlie Homicide</p><p>

Larry Vessey vs. Walt Flanagan</p><p>

The Spirit Warriors vs. The Ivy League</p><p>

The Danger Kid vs. Rip Chord</p><p>

The Filth & The Fury vs. The Demons of Rage</p><p>

Liberty vs. Derek Barnes</p><p>

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Matches featured in this streaming video include:

 

Sam Strong, Cowboy Ricky Dale, & ????

Larry Vessey

The Ivy League

Rip Chord

The Demons of Rage

Liberty

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Tuesday, Week 3, February 1997

Irvine Hall (Mid-South) – 4,753 people

 

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The show opens Heartthrob and his cohort of madmen and monsters walking down the ring, meeting with the designated interview, Professor Nero, whose waiting for them. They arrange themselves around Nero once they arrive. Heartthrob stands tall and aloof; Homicide looms over Nero’s shoulder with a manic look, Killer draped seductively against him; BLZ Bubb just glowers intimidatingly at everyone.

 

Nero:

Romeo Heartthrob, the match has been signed. In two weeks, at The War to Settle the Score, you will meet the World Heavyweight Champion Sam Strong in the first pay-per-view defence for the title. But, after the actions of you and your…friends…last week, Sam Strong has made it clear he’s looking for a confrontation before that. It’s rumoured that here’s here in the arena tonight, and there was already a petition for a match--

 

Heartthrob snatches the microphone away from Nero.

 

Heartthrob:

Questions? You want to ask me questions?

 

Heartthrob:

We’ve all seen what happens when I face Sam Strong in competition, whether it’s one on one or I’ve got a team behind me. He may have the title around his waist, but time and again I’ve been the one standing tall with him at my feet.

 

Heartthrob:

I’m not worried about Sam Strong coming after me. I want Sam Strong coming after me. When a champion is angry enough to chase, rather than being chased, it’s a sign that they’re going to make a mistake that will probably end their reign.

 

Heartthrob:

If Sam Strong wants to go ahead with a match against the entire Heart of Darkness tonight, we’ll get the opportunity to see one of those mistakes happening in real time.

 

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Kula Shaker’s

Hush

hits the arena and Sam Strong hits the stage, playing to the crowd with his arms spread wide. The World Heavyweight Champion makes his way down to the ring, his focus on Heartthrob the entire way, and he calls for a microphone the moment he arrives.

 

Strong:

Seven days ago I promised I had a whole bunch of beatings that needed to be handed out this week, and you three had the asses that needed to be kicked. Well, that was last week, this week I’m actually in the arena and I can do a hell of a lot more than make promises.

 

Strong:

Heartthrob, you and your deranged little friends are going to learn exactly what it means to come up against the Million Strong Army, and—

 

Heartthrob:

You realise there’s only one of you.

 

Strong stops. He blinks.

 

Heartthrob:

You can talk about the million strong army all you want. I’m sure it makes these idiots feel great about cheering you. But here in this ring, there is you and there is me and there are my two colleagues who are interested in hurting you even more than I am.

 

Heartthrob:

The match contract I signed tonight was for a six-man tag, Sam. Way I see it, you’re a little outnumbered, no?

 

Sam Strong steps forward, suddenly serious as he looms over Heartthrob.

 

Strong:

First, a man with the million strong army behind him is never truly outnumbered, Heartthrob.

 

Strong:

Second, I’m the World Heavyweight Champion. I don’t need anyone else in my corner.

 

Strong:

Third, if you think I’m alone, you’re not paying attention to folks your new friends have pissed off in recent weeks.

 

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Cowboy Ricky Dale comes charging down to the ring, Whistler hobbling down the ramp behind him on crutches. Ricky Dale slides under the bottom rope, joining Sam Strong in starting a brawl.

 

They knock Heartthrob and Homicide from the ring in short order, but even after he’s thrown out, BLZ Bubb seems reluctant to give up the fight. It takes both Heartthrob and Homicide to drag him away, and Ricky Dale collects one of the dropped microphones.

 

RDJ:

Homicide, BLZ Bubb, I’ll see you boys in the main event. The two of you may have taken out the Mavericks, but we’re all healed up and cleared to compete, and that means our first order of business is beating the hell out of you.

 

Rating: B

 

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Power, Paez, and Flanagan are in a corridor backstage, huddled together discussing the efficacy of hiring Barnes to do their dirty work.

 

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Power is in the middle assuring everyone that it will work out fine if they just stick to the plan, but he gets pushed to one side as Larry Vessey and Coach storm their way into the arena.

 

Power:

HEY!

 

That’s a mistake. Vessey turns in a fury, ready to fight, and it’s only Walt Flanagan stepping forward that saves Power from a punch in the face.

 

Coach:

Not now, kid.

 

Larry Vessey doesn’t back down.

 

Vessey:

I’m in the mood to hit to someone. Looks like we’ve got a volunteer.

 

Flanagan breaks into a smile, obviously not adverse to the idea.

 

Vessey:

Coach, go line it up.

 

Rating: C

 

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y

 

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Liberty vs. Derek Barnes

 

Barnes is a big man and he’s not in this match to win – he’s in it to inflict damage and collect a paycheck. This makes for a more even match than you’d expect given Barne’s age, particularly since he targets Liberty’s shoulder throughout.

 

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Liberty eventually puts Barnes down with the Liberation Slam, but Ramon Paez hits the ring and catches Liberty from behind with a dropkick before he can make the pin. Sam Sparrow has no choice but to declare the DQ.

 

Liberty defeated Derek Barnes in 10:27 by disqualification.

Rating: C

 

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Paez starts stomping a mudhole in Liberty, but he American Outlaw refuses to stay down. He fights his way back to his feet and the two men brawl, right up until Derek Barnes recovers and joins the fight.

 

They beat Liberty down and go for the coup-de-grace – Paez grabs Liberty from behind and signals for Barnes to go for the clothesline.

 

Liberty squirms free and rolls out of the ring, which means it’s Paez who eats the stiff clothesline and gets flipped over as Barnes connects.

 

Rating: D+

 

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Backstage, the hand-held camera on its side. It’s picked up and pointed at the three members of the Heart of Darkness. Heartthrob is rubbing his neck after getting dumped on the ring apron by Ricky Dale in the opening.

 

Heartthrob:

Look at you, Cowboy Ricky Dale. Look at you putting on a brave face, trying to pretend you’re not in over your head getting involved in all this.

 

Charlie Homicide grabs hold of the camera, jerking it towards him.

 

Homicide:

Look at you

pretending

you and your partner have got Strong’s back tonight.

 

Heartthrob frees the camera from Homicide’s grip.

 

Heartthrob:

Who do you think you’re kidding, Ricky Dale? What makes you think you can put Strong and Streets in the ring together and have them work as a team? What makes you think you can ignore years of history that makes one man hate another?

 

Heartthrob:

What makes you think it would make a difference if you could put them together, given that you’re in the ring with the Heart of Darkness?

 

Heartthrob:

See you in the main event, Ricky Dale.

 

Charlie Homicide grabs the camera once more.

 

Homicide:

Start praying you survive it.

 

Rating: B-

 

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The Filth & The Fury vs. The Demons of Rage w/Boss Man Brayfield

 

This one’s short and sweet. The Filth and the Fury have speed and recklessness on their side, and neither is any stranger to a hardcore brawl, but they’re in the ring with the Demons and they aren’t yet at the point where they can pose a serious challenge. Spite catches Giedroyc with the Double Demon Down after three and a half minutes.

 

The Demons Of Rage defeated The Filth & The Fury in 3:34 by pinfall.

Rating: C-

 

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Ricky Dale and Whistler are backstage, quietly talking strategy as Ricky Dale warms up. Dusty Streets walks up to them.

 

Streets:

What the hell was that?

 

Whistler tries to put himself between the two men.

 

Whistler:

Dusty, come on—

 

Streets pushes him aside.

 

Streets:

You volunteered us to fight alongside

Strong

?

 

RDJ:

No. I put us in a match with Homicide. You really got a problem with that?

 

Streets:

Hell, yes, I’ve got a problem. Sam Strong is a snake, kid. You can’t trust him, you can’t be his friend, and you can’t fight beside him. If I climb into the ring with him, it’s going to be because I’m fighting him and taking away his title.

 

Streets:

Get us out of this. Let Strong fight his own battles.

 

RDJ goes toe-to-toe with his mentor.

 

RDJ:

Maybe that’s the difference between you and me, partner. ‘Cause Charlie Homicide and his crew have hurt me, they’ve hurt you, and they’ve hurt Whistler. That ain’t something I’m going to let go, so right now, Strong’s fight is my fight.

 

RDJ:

I plan on going out there, with you or without you.

 

Rating: C+

 

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The All-Star Team walk down the aisle together, so intently focused that they’re largely ignoring the crowd. Bryan Vessey looks like he’s on the verge of exploding. Larry Vessey looks like he’s ready to kill someone, although that’s hardly a change from his usual demeanor.

 

Coach:

Well, it’s been a week for the All-Star Team, so I’m going to take our business in the order of importance, starting with The War to Settle the Score and Larry Vessey’s match against Rip Chord.

 

Coach:

I’ve been talking to Phil Vibert and JK Stallings Junior, and it’s been decided that this match will serve as a number one contender’s match for the World Heavyweight Championship.

 

Coach:

Rip Chord is no slouch. Every member of the All-Star Team knows it’s going to be a tough match, and our focus—

 

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Pangrazzio Jr:

You’ve got to be f—kin’ kidding me.

 

Richie Pangrazzio storms out onto the stage, microphone in hand.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

Are you really this cold, dad? Are you really so incapable of thinking of something other than championships? I betrayed you. Me, your own flesh and blood, the All-Star of All-Stars, the backbone of your team. I betrayed you, and your first order of business is the World Heavyweight Title?

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

Here’s a newsflash for you, old man – that’s not the thing on the Vessey’s mind right now. I sit here, looking at Bryan Vessey, and I see a man who wants nothing more than to march up this ramp and get a little payback. I look at Larry Vessey, and I see a man whose willing to pick a fight with a monster like Walt Flanagan simply because he’s got to hit someone before he explodes.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

Take a close look at the two men remaining in your team, Dad. Maybe, just this once, you can recognise that that’s what they are – men, not machines. They have pride. They have feelings. Either one of them would take a match with me over a title shot right now, and I’ve got good news for them.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

I’m standing right here.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

There’s an open contract in Phil Vibert’s office right now, and I’ve signed on the dotted line. If you want to get your hands on me, all you’ve got to do is walk in there and sign…with or without the Coach.

 

Bryan Vessey immediately goes to leave, but the Coach grabs hold of him and pulls him back. He steps forward himself, stricken as he looks up at Richie.

 

Coach:

Richie…son…

 

He chokes on the words a moment, then recovers.

 

Coach:

You may have betrayed the All-Star Team, Richie, but you’re still my son. I care about you. I care about your career. All I ever wanted was for your to thrive, and I understand if it frustrated you—

 

Richie Pangrazzio snorts.

 

Coach:

--but that doesn’t change my intentions.

 

Coach:

You don’t want to be part of the All-Star Team, I won’t force it. I wish you could have found a less disruptive way to leave, but we’re going to wish you luck and focus on what really matters in this industry.

 

Coach:

We aren’t going to fight you, Richie. I’m not going to sign a match for Larry and Bryan against you.

 

Coach:

This is business, son. I’m going to keep it that way.

 

The look on Bryan Vessey’s face suggests he’s not entirely down with this particular idea.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

Well, that’s where we’re going to have a problem, old man. Because I am going to fight your boys, there, and I’m going to beat them both on my way to the World Heavyweight Championship. But since we’re being generous with family--

 

He checks his watch.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

--I’ll give you an hour to get into Vibert’s office and sign the paperwork that makes the match official, before I start looking to teach you the error of your ways.

 

A fight immediately breaks out in the ring, with Bryan Vessey trying to convince the Coach to just sign the damn match. Richie Pangrazzio turns and goes to leave, but remembers something and turns back.

 

Pangrazzzio Jr:

Make sure you make the right choice, Coach. Because I hear the guy whose messing with you learned from one of the best.

 

Rating: B+

 

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We cut to a video package that features The Exiles standing on the roof of a highrise at night, both of them wearing coats that catch the breeze while the city lights are spread out below them.

 

Walker:

I got kicked out of home at the age of thirteen. That taught me my first lesson in fighting to survive.

 

We get a series of quick cuts from Walker’s matches, highlighting his quick kicks and strikes.

 

Walker:

I lived in abandoned cars…slept in cardboard boxes. I learned to fight because the alternative was going hungry.

 

A series of quick cuts features Walker hitting people with Angel’s kendo stick.

 

Walker:

I turned to music to fill the emptiness…to alcohol…to drugs…to violence.

 

Walker nails people with his superkick.

 

Walker:

I learned that I was not like other people. I had to fought for all the things they took for granted.

 

We get a series of close-ups on Monty Walker, highlighting his eyebrow piercings, his tattoos, his confident smirk.

 

Walker:

My name is Monty Walker. I am not like you at all.

 

The screen goes black, with a single name rendered in ornate white font.

 

THE EXILES

 

Rating: D+

 

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We cut back to the ring for the next match, but it’s not Rip Chord or the Vanguard’s music that hits. Instead, the Red Hot Chilli Pepper’s

Love Rollercoaster

plays and Nicole Kiss struts her way down the ramp, heading for the commentary booth to deliver her insights onto the upcoming match.

 

Rating: C

 

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The Danger Kid vs. Rip Chord

 

There’s a real stark contrast of styles here. The Danger Kid has a deep arsenal of high-risk moves, seemingly coming up with his tactics on the fly as he leaps around the ring. Chord is much more focused – a small handful of offense approaches deployed in an effective way, wearing an opponent down and building towards the Rip Chord DDT to pick up the victory.

 

Rip Chord defeated The Danger Kid in 9:49 by pinfall.

Rating: B

 

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Nicole Kiss climbs up onto the commentary table after the match, delivering Rip Chord a standing ovation. Chord is slightly taken aback, but realises what’s going on when The Machines hit the ring to attack The Danger Kid.

 

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The Kid is seemingly ready for it, catching Anderson with a Leg Lariat and rolling free of the ring.

 

The Machines follow, chasing the Kid around the ring. Chord watches it happen, shrugs, and leaves them to it as the two-on-one brawl builds.

 

Jason Azaria laments the fact that The Kid is alone this evening – Jason Jackson is at home celebrating his daughter’s birthday – but the Kid fights tooth and nail to get free. Slowly, the battle finds its way to the ramp, Nicole Kiss trailing along behind and urging her team to finish it.

 

The Kid holds the Machines off for nearly two straight minutes before Anderson clips with a chop block, knocking him down. Kid tries to get back to his feet, but he’s immediately taken down with a Side Russian Sweep on the steel floor of the stage.

 

He tries to get up again after that, and it’s clear that he’s not going to stay down unless a massive amount of punishment is inflicted.

 

Which is when the Machines double team him, whipping him off the edge of the stage.

 

There’s an ugly moment where the Kid misses the table they’ve thrown him at and hits the concrete hard after an eight-foot drop.

 

For a moment, The Machines look horrified by what they’ve done. Anderson, in particular, looks stricken by the possibility that this is who he is.

 

But Kiss urges them to keep going and so the Machines drop down after Kid, laying the boot in several times before they’re finally done.

 

Rating: D-

 

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The video package starts with a close-up of two champagne flutes raised in toast, the clear clink of glass on glass resonating through the arena.

 

Montague:

Alexander wept because there were no new worlds to conquer.

 

There’s a close up of Montague’s cocky grin.

 

Montague:

Carvill and I know that feeling.

 

The clips immediately cut through shots from The Ivy League’s offense: Carvill’s incredible elevation on a drop kick; Montague’s devastating neck breaker; Carvill rolling into a single leg boston crab; Montague delivering a running bit boot to an opponent in the corner.

 

Montague:

Athletic scholarships at the best colleges in the world. Six figure jobs waiting for us the day we graduated magna cum laude. The finest women. The finest food. Everything we want, we have.

 

The package pulls back, revealing the pair eating lobster in a high-end restaurant, a single candle lit between them.

 

Carvill:

Frankly, it got rather dull, and we’re bored.

 

Montague:

Tonight we make our Hollyweird TV debut. In the words of the crude plebians so frequently referred to as musicians in this day and age...here we are now. Entertain us.

 

Shots of the Ivy League celebrating their victory, popping champagne in the ring and swilling carelessly swilling it.

 

Carvill:

Try to make conquering this world a little harder than the ones that came before it.

 

Rating: E+

 

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Spirit Warriors vs. The Ivy League

 

The Ivy League are young, athletic, and cocky as hell in the ring, so convinced of their own superiority that they frequently grandstand when they should be pushing for the victory. They pay for that, despite a strong showing here against the masked men, with Montague eventually getting pinned by a Flying Fox.

 

Spirit Warriors defeated The Ivy League in 7:40 by pinfall.

Rating: D+

 

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Backstage, in the Maverick’s locker room, where Whistler sits with his crutches resting beside him and “The Cowboy” Ricky Dale Johnson paces back and forth, cell phone against his ear.

 

RDJ:

--big opportunity, but he doesn’t want a part of it. We still need a third, so I figured if you were around these parts, you might want to…yeah, just like the old days.

 

RDJ pauses, listening intently.

 

RDJ:

Great. How close are you?

 

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Another pause. Sam Strong steps into the room, looks to Whistler for confirmation about how things are going. Whistler shrugs.

 

RJD:

That’ll be cutting it fine, but if you can make it…yeah, thank’s Sean. You’re a good friend.

 

He hangs up the phone and meets Strong’s stare.

 

RDJ:

He was out a rodeo two cities over. If he starts driving now, and traffic isn’t against him…well, it’s a long shot, but Winchester’s a good man.

 

Whistler:

Lot of things could go wrong in that.

 

RDJ:

You’re still not cleared to compete, partner.

 

Strong:

And you don’t want to be going into this match unless you’re 100 percent.

 

He frowns.

 

Strong:

You sure you can’t convince Streets to be part of things? Just to be safe? Maybe if I—

 

RDJ:

No. He’s my partner, and I’m the one who put us in this mess. I’ll try and talk to him again.

 

Rating: B-

 

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Living on a Prayer

hits and Jack Bruce gets raised through the stage during the introduction, El Bandido standing behind him like a bodyguard. The music bursts into life and Bruce is a flurry of action, headbanging and singing along as he makes his way down to the ring.

 

E Bandido is stoic as he follows along, far less interested in any of the antics. They make the ring and Bruce has a microphone.

 

Bruce:

THANK YOU CLEVELAND!

 

He takes a moment to revel in the applause, even if there isn’t any.

 

Bruce:

Ordinarily, when I come out here, it would be to ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE! But tonight, oh Rock and Roll Outlaws, Jack Bruce is here for slightly more serious reasons.

 

Bruce:

Just like Sting trying to save the rainforests, I am here for more humanitarian purposes than simply setting out to rock you. Because there is an injustice that’s being done in the world, a cause worthy of setting aside my art and doing the right thing.

 

Bruce:

And it’s a cause that has everything to do with the beautiful country of Mexico, so I’m going to ask our local representative from the far side of the border to come down here.

 

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Mr Lucha’s music hits and the masked man heads down to the ring, openly wary of what Bruce might be up to.

 

Bruce:

Lucha, buddy, thanks for coming out here. I hear you’re a big deal down south – bigger than whoever the el presidente of Mexico might be right now – so I’d like to talk to you about the issue I’ve recognised.

 

Bruce:

Y’see, Luch’, I’ve been talking to my friend El Bandido and he’s been explaining a few things about the way things work down there. And one of those things he’s explained is so unjust, so cruel, that I just had to do something about it.

 

Bruce:

See, he pointed out that there are folks down Mexico way who legitimately believe you are the greatest champion that’s ever been produced in that company, and they’ll brook no argument that someone like Bandido should hold that spot.

 

Bruce:

Now, I—

 

Mr Lucha snatches the microphone out of Bruce’s hand.

 

Lucha:

Do you think you’re cute, esse? Do you think this is entertaining, cabron? Do you think you need to make some trick to get me to wrestle El Bandido?

 

Lucha turns to El Bandido.

 

Lucha:

You want to fight me? We do it at the War to Settle the Score, and we do it the traditional way. Best of three falls, one man walks away the winner, we settle this thing between us, si?

 

El Bandido nods his ascent, and Mr Lucha turns back to Bruce.

 

Lucha:

As for you, esse…him, I will treat with respect for the things he’s accomplished in this business. You, I will treat like a yappy little dog that needs to be disciplined. If you get involved in our match—

 

Lucha goes to shove Bruce as he says this, but the Rock Star has already ducked away. Instead, El Bandido grabs the masked man from behind and plants him with a Hijack Suplex.

 

Bruce leans over Lucha.

 

Bruce:

What was that, man? I’m afraid I didn’t hear you.

 

Bruce:

No? Can’t remember? Suppose it wasn’t important.

 

Bruce:

I’ll see you at The War to Settle the Score, then, and we can see just how good you rock.

 

Rating: D+

 

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Chase:

What’s up stars, studs, and swingers? This is Emma Chase backstage, and I’m here with a man whose laid out an ultimatum earlier tonight.

 

Chase:

Richie Pangrazzio, you’ve told your father he’s got until the end of the night to sign a contract for a match between you and one of the Vesseys…well, that time is almost up, and reports coming out of Phil Vibert’s office is that the contracts remain unsigned.

 

Chase:

I guess I want to know…what’s going to happen next?

 

Richie Pangrazzio takes a deep breath, then smiles.

 

Pangrazzio:

Pain. Agony. Misery. Violence. Regret.

 

Pangrazzio:

All those words that found their way into my life because of my father? I’m going to deliver them back to him, week after week, until he recognises what he should have known.

 

Pangrazzio:

I may not be on the All-Star Team anymore, but that doesn’t change the fact I’m the All Star, and right now my path to the Championship leads through everyone that my father associates with.

 

Rating: C+

 

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Larry Vessey w/Coach Pangrazzio vs. Walt Flanagan

 

There’s no finesse here. Larry Vessey is looking to take his frustrations out on someone, and Flanagan revels in inflicting pain with his fists. They hammer each other with everything they’ve got, Flanagan’s size against Vesey’s skill. Conditioning turns out to be the deciding factor, with Vessey’s keeping up a furious pace that creates and opening that allows the Sick Cycle to end things.

 

Larry Vessey defeated Walt Flanagan in 12:19 by pinfall.

Rating: B-

 

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The silver screen comes to life the moment the match is over, showing a close-up of Richie Pangrazzio. He delivers mocking applause to the victorious Larry Vessey.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

Congratulations, Larry. I’m sure the old man is very proud of your right now, but I notice that we’re coming up on my deadline and there’s still no signature on the contracts.

 

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Larry Vessey glares at the screen, showing little emotion. The Coach collects a microphone.

 

Coach:

You can make all the deadlines you want, Richie. It’s not going to change things. We may not see eye-to-eye right now, but you—

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

No. Not anymore. You don’t get to lecture me anymore, dad. I’m not part of your team. I’m making my own choices. And if you don’t want to sign a contract for a match both your boys want, I can choose to make decisions that will teach you the error of your ways.

 

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Pangrazzio steps back and the camera moves past him, heading into the All-Star Team locker room where Bryan Vessey lies crumpled on the ground. The younger Vessey has been slammed into the wooden benches, then had several lockers pulled down on top of him. He’s barely conscious, unable to move, and in a lot of pain.

 

Pangrazzio Jr:

It didn’t have to be this way, dad. All you had to do was agree to some matches.

 

Down in the ring, Larry Vessey grabs the coach by the shirt. Coach Pangrazzio starts talking fast, trying to calm his client down, but it doesn’t appear to have worked.

 

Rating: B

 

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The camera follows Ricky Dale Johnson as he paces back and forth in the Crippler position backstage. He stops and checks the time, shakes his head and goes back to pacing.

 

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Dusty Streets shows up, unexpected. Ricky Dale stops walking.

 

Streets:

I hear it’s just the two of you.

 

RDJ:

I called Sean. He might still make it.

 

Streets:

I thought you said Sean was crazy.

 

RDJ:

Yeah, well, the other option was letting Whistler step in there, broken ankle and all. He wants a piece of Homicide so bad, he isn’t thinking straight.

 

Streets:

That’s probably not a good idea.

 

RDJ:

Me and Sam said the same thing.

 

The two man stand awkwardly.

 

Streets:

Listen, I know what I said before, but…if you still need a partner…

 

RDJ grins.

 

Streets:

I’m teaming with you. Not you and Strong. We go after Homicide, we let him Strong fight his own battles.

 

RDJ:

Long as you’re there to fight, partner, I don’t think that matters.

 

Rating: C+

 

 

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Sam Strong & The Mavericks vs. The Heart of Darkness

 

There’s no attempt to try and keep the action contained in this one – there’s a lot of issues in play and everyone wants a piece of someone else on the other side, with the possible exception of BLZ Bubb who just wants to hurt people.

 

It breaks down fast, with both teams ignoring tags, descending into chaos as the near falls begin and saves are made. Ricky Dale Johnson gets Charlie Homicide trapped in the corner, hammering the madman with hard right hands, but he’s pulled away by BLZ Bubb and planted with the Hades Bomb.

 

Dusty gets in and throws BLZ Bubb through the ropes, but he’s promptly caught with a neckbreaker from Heartthrob. Strong goes for the Strong Arm Tactic, but Heartthrob has it counted, ducking underneath and taking Strong to the mat with a low dropkick, and the unlikely save comes from Dusty Streets once Heartthrob applies the Cupid’s Kiss.

 

Streets sets up for the Dust Off, but before he can hit it BLZ Bubb is back in the ring with Strong’s championship in hand, wasting no time in using it to wipe Streets out. Eugene Williams hits the end of his rope and calls for the disqualification.

 

Sam Strong and The Mavericks defeated Charlie Homicide and Heartthrob & BLZ Bubb in 18:02 when BLZ Bubb was disqualified.

Rating: B

 

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BLZ Bubb stands over Dusty Streets, the World Heavyweight Championship held in a two-handed grip. He turns as Cowboy Ricky Dale comes in, looking to save his partner, and lays the Cowboy out with a title shot as well.

 

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Whistler attempts to roll into the ring, struggling with his crutches and cast. He barely gets to his feet before Charlie Homicide clotheslines him over the top rope.

 

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Sam Strong hits the ring and starts throwing rights at the Demon. BLZ Bubb discards the title and meets Strong head-to-head, the two big men brawling with one another.

 

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Karen Killer jumps on Strong from behind, clawing at his eyes. Strong shakes her free and eats a big boot from BLZ Bubb, but he doesn’t go down.

 

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But then Romeo Heartthrob is there, trapping Sam Strong in the Cupid’s Kiss. He keeps squeezing until Strong is going blue in the face, and the last shot of the night is Heartthrob grounding Strong and choking the champion out.

 

Rating: B

 

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Overall: B

[Herrbear]

Wow!!! Great show.