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Post by "Mr. W" Walter Loufie on Sept 26, 2006 19:31:08 GMT -5
Again Sorry about this, it has been a fairly crazy week so ya.... Anywho here are at least the results...
Showdown opened up with a surprise annoucement. To determine a match for the Born 2 Bleed title, the man who gets pinned will be FIRED as punishment for all the hassle that has been caused recently. The remaining 2 men will fight for the B2B title in 2 weeks.
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Post by "Mr. W" Walter Loufie on Sept 26, 2006 19:32:49 GMT -5
Emberto Ortiz v Jason Storm
The winner was Ortiz, a Smashem distraction backfired causing Ortiz to get a school boy for the win.
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Post by "Mr. W" Walter Loufie on Sept 26, 2006 19:35:40 GMT -5
C-Money v The General
Winner was the General in clean match.
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Post by "Mr. W" Walter Loufie on Sept 26, 2006 19:45:08 GMT -5
Backstage, Felix is about to leave the locker room for his match. Ortiz, who is just entered the locker room, gives Felix a look as he passes by. Felix, the feels something slip into his pocket. He pulls out what appears to be a note and begins to read it. Rivera then crumples up the note and looks back into the locker room before heading off to his match.....
A deep funky bassline hits over the PA, suddenly a voice says:
"The Masta, the Ase-Inc
Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage
There's no way out of the death trap"
Then, Felix Rivera emerges on the ramp, bobbing his head in tune to the music as the chorus starts:
"You can't come back [back]
no matter what you do when you fall in a death trap"
Wearing a doo-rag/bandana combo, he scowls at the paying audience, thumping his chest, ignoring their hands. Suddenly, he runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and popping back up, spinning in place with his fists up.
PATRICK: Hailing from the isle of Puerto Rico, weighing in at 200 lbs, he is the wreckin rican, Felix Riverrrrrrra!
While the music is low, fountain pyros barely start spouting out red sparks, and the titantron shows multiple shots of Mickey leaving the turnbuckle in slow motion. Mickey doesn't come out until the violins kick in. When he comes out the fountain pyros blast 20 feet high. Mickey bursts out of the curtain and runs to the edge of the stage pointing and shouting to the crowd. He walks down the ramp high-fiving people along the way. When he reaches the ring he dives in and bounces up as fast as he can. Mickey then runs to the turnbuckle and raises his arm, flashing his Swan symbol. He then jumps down to the middle of the ring.
PATRICK:His opponant, from Seattle, Washing ton, he is Mickeyyyy Swaaaaan!
"Let's go, Mickey" chant right off the hop as Rivera and Swan square off and display some crisp chain-wrestling and lock their legs together as they are both upside-down paintbrushing each other's face. The ref forces a break and Rivera offers a handshake, tries to turn it into a short-arm clothesline, but Swan ducks and unloads on Felix with chops. Swan slingshots in with a huracanrana causing Rivera to bail out, but Swan follows him to the floor with a suicide dive through the ropes!
HARRISON:These two work so well together, I cant get enough watching them go at it!
TOMCO:Hey, who is that at the entrance way?
HARRISON:Why, thats Emberto Ortiz!
TOMCO:What is he doing here?
HARRISON:Perhaps he's just scouting out two of the top dogs in the Junior Heavyweight Division.
Ortiz makes hisway down the ramp, slowly. Meanwhile, back inside, a back-suplex gets a two-count for Swan, as does a seated dropkick to the back of the head, but Rivera stomps on Swan's foot to escape a waistlock and takes control. Running clothesline gets two, but Rivera misses a Lionsault and Swan unfurls a hiptoss/cartwheel-dropkick combo! Swan snaps off a neckbreaker and a bridging vertical suplex, but Rivera kicks out and they trade siderolls. Both men are up and they trade chops, with Swan gaining the upper hand. Swan positions Rivera on the top turnbuckle for a superhuracanrana, but Rivera counters with an inverted atomic drop off the top and prepares to level Swan with a lariat. Swan ducks, however, and catches him in a bridging German suplex! ONE! TWO! THR-KICKOUT!
HARRISON:Swan pounds the mat in frustration,he's going to the top now, looks like he wants to put this away for good...
TOMCO:...SWANDIVE! Its as academic as they come, count it!
HARRISON:ONE! TWO! THR-waitasecond! Ortiz just pulled out the referee! What the hell is going on here?!
TOMCO:He just knocked the ref out with a knee strike!
Swan, wondering what happened to the final count, slowly gets up and realizes what has happened. He looks outside the ring and sees a lifeless ref in the arms of Ortiz causeing him to hold his amrs out, asking "Whats the fuck?". He leans over the top rope and the two men jaw with each other when, from behind, he's sent crashing to the mat with an untimley low blow from Felix Rivera! Felix calls out to Ortiz while grabbing hold of Swan, he holds him up by his chin and laughs while Ortiz enters the ring and leans back in the corner before charging with...THE FLYING KNEE! The knee connects solidly with Swans face, thanks to Felix holding him up as a big target, and almost crushes upon impact. Swan goes limp and fall back down to the mat. The two latinos take turns stomping Swan out as the crowd completely rains garbage down on to the ring.
TOMCO:Ortiz and Rivera seemed to have joined forces!
HARRISON:This is DISGUSTING! Somebody stop this!
Ortiz drives his knee into the throat of Swan, who is nothing more than a bloody mess, as Felix reaches into his boot and pulls out his switch blade with a sick, sadistic, grin spreading across his face. He motions to Ortiz to lift up Swan so he can "Cut him nice and good". Fortunatly, before any more damage can be done, The General storms the ring! The crowd EXPLODES as he makes his way down and slides in, but by that time, both Ortiz and Felix leave the ring and escape through the crowd, laughing. The crowd splits, like the red sea, avoiding confrontation with these two sadists.
Meanwhile, back in the ring, The general attempts to help Swan up but is instead pushed away by the defiant superstar. He falls again, tryin to use the ropes to hold himself up and failing. He looks out to the crowd and, as best he can, point a bloody hand at both men. The General looks from Swan, to the crowd and shakes his head as we go to commercial.
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Post by "Mr. W" Walter Loufie on Sept 26, 2006 19:48:15 GMT -5
Handicapped Match
Sumo Steve and Venome v Mr. W
Winner was Mr. W. After a miscommunication, Sumo thought Venome was trying to screw him over. Sumo then cause Venome to get caught with a low blow. Steve just walked off as Venome was pinned for the 3 count.
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