Monday Night Wrestling 02/19/01 (VCW 108)
Welcome to another exciting evening of VCW action, as VCW Monday Night Wrestling comes to you live from the Delta Center in Utah! We don't quite know that's in store for this show tonight... but what we do know is that both Falcon and VCW World Champion David Wright Hubbard are here tonight, and they claim to be ready to compete! In addition, we'll see two title defenses, as Tim Bell puts the VCW Television Title on the line against Dave Adams, and the Ontario Colour Showdefends their newly-regained VCW World Tag Team Titles against the Wrecking Crew. But hold on just a second... we understand that there's some commotion going on outside the arena! Let's take a look at that now...
Outside the arena...
All of the members of the Black Plague is standing outside the arena, arguing with a group of H.A.R.P. Squad members who are apparently denying them entry into the building. Tony Garcia raises his axe handle threateningly, but Troy Black motions for him to step back.
T. Black: Maybe you're new here. Let me tell you who we are. I'm Troy Black, and all those people who bought the tickets that pay your salary are here to see ME. Not David Wright Hubbard or Falcon or anyone else in this company... ME. Now get out of our way.
H.A.R.P. Squad Member: We know who you are, and we have strict orders from VCW Commissioner James Applebee not to let you enter the building tonight.
T. Black: And now you have strict orders from Troy Black to let us in. I suggest you follow them, or there will be severe consequences.
H.A.R.P. Squad Member: I'm sorry, but we can't do that.
Tony Garcia steps forward, once again angrily brandishing the axe handle.
T. Garcia: Let's just see if you change your tune with my foot up your ass, boy. Let's see you just try and stop me from getting in there tonight, punk!
Once again, Troy Black motions for Tony Garcia to stay back as VCW Commissioner James Applebee walks onto the scene behind the H.A.R.P. Squad. Troy Black turns a homicidal stare on him.
T. Black: What the hell's going on here!? You tell these second-rate rent-a-cops to let us in right now, or we'll turn around and walk out on this show.
J. Applebee: You threatened to do that last week, too. You sure like threatening to walk out on my show, don't you? Well, go ahead. Take a walk. I've given every last one of you the week off. VCW doesn't need you. Go back to the hotel and take the week off, because we're not letting any of you into the arena tonight.
T. Black: You really believe that, don't you? You really think VCW doesn't need us? I could pull out my cell phone right now, put in a call to the Ivory Tower, and get John Alexander on the line to tell you differently... but I think I'll let you learn this lesson the hard way. I'm not going to do you a favor and save your job by forcing my way onto the show tonight. We'll take the night off... but when the ratings come in, I think you'll have a lot more time off than you bargained for.
Troy Black takes a step back, looking around to the other members of the Black Plague.
T. Black: Come on... we're going back to the hotel.
James Applebee watches as the members of the Black Plague begin to back away towards a limosine, leaving the arena. The camera fades out on the whole scene as the Black Plague members enter the limo.
Wow... James Applebee just kicked the Black Plague off the show! For the past few nights, they've been demolishing everyone in their path... and now, James Applebee has made sure that won't happen by barring them from the arena! That's certainly a controversial, risky decision... but regardless of that, the Black Plague isn't going to be in the arena tonight! And we're ready for our first match to begin... the Super Giant Ninja is in the ring right now, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.
"Blinded By The Light" by Manfred Mann begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as Robert Danson steps out of the backstage area, accompanied by Nicole. He comes to the ring and climbs inside, then kneels, flexing his muscles, as Nicole stands beside him. He turns to face the Super Giant Ninja, and Jerry Rogers enters the ring, calling for the bell to begin the match!
Robert Danson
w/Nicole
vs.
The Super Giant Ninja
The Super Giant Ninja tries to start off with a strong offense consisting of martial arts kicks, but Robert Danson easily avoids the clumsy offense, and the Ninja falls down upon missing one of his kicks. Robert Danson knocks him down again with a series of clotheslines, then picks him up and slams him to the canvas in an amazing display of power before going up to the top turnbuckle and connecting with a flying legdrop for the victory.
Robert
Danson pinned the Super Giant Ninja after a flying legdrop in
0:01:05.
Rating: DUD
Robert Danson has emerged victorious from this match... not as if there was any doubt. But now what's he doing? He's grabbing a microphone... what could this be about?
R. Danson: I just want to let you all know that I sincerely appreciate your appreciation of my wrestling ability. When I'm in the ring, whether I'm battling a member of a biker gang or some giant guy dressed up as a ninja, it's always nice to hear the cheers of my fans. And I know I'll be glad to hear your cheers again when I win the Big Fight and become the next VCW Intercontinental Champion. Because that's what I'm gonna do. There are a lot of people who don't believe it, and a lot of people who probably think they'll be the ones winning instead. But when the night's over, only one guy's gonna be standing in the ring, wearing the Intercontinental Title, and saying "I told you so"... and that's me.
Robert Danson tosses aside the microphone and leaves the ring with Nicole, to a mild pop from the crowd. He's set his sights on winning the Big Fight and the VCW Intercontinental Title, obviously, and he seems pretty confident in his abilities to make it happen. But as he mentioned, there will twenty-nine other entries in the Big Fight who feel differently. Robert Danson's certainly talented, but he has a big task ahead of him if he wants to win the Big Fight, as do any of the men entered in it. Robert Danson and Nicole step backstage, and now it should be just about time for our next match...
Russel Taylor's generic, high-speed eighties metal entrance music begins playing, and that brings out Russel "The Muscle" Taylor, jogging to the ring and slapping the hands of any fans foolish enough not to recoil at his presence. He enters the ring... and now he's picking up the discarded microphone. Oh no... don't tell me HE has something to say to the crowd...
R. Taylor: You know, I just heard Robert Danson's speech, and I have to admit... he's a great athlete, just like all of the VCW superstars that I'm priviledged enough to work with. But I'm also entered in the Big Fight... and I've been really working hard to make sure I'll do my very best when the time comes. I've been training at the VCW Power Plant and brushing up on my power moves to throw my opponents out of the ring, and at the Big Fight, all my hard work and training will pay off. Mentally, I'm ready. I've got dedication, determination, and discipline on my side. And physically... I'm always up to the challenge, because I work hard at perfecting my body. But I'd never even consider taking an illegal performance-enhancing drug such as steroids... and you shouldn't either.
Oh, for God's sake... this kid needs to retire and take a nice job bringing milk and cookies to the patients at nursing homes or something. What the hell's he thinking? The crowd is more or less silent, with a few people booing Russel Taylor and heckling him. He doesn't seem to notice, just smiling as he continues to talk. He's got a match with Lance Errington, but given what we know of Lance's recent behavior, he could be passed out in a corner backstage. Russel Taylor could be a while...
R. Taylor: You see, everybody... one thing that always makes me feel good about myself is setting a goal, then working hard until I finally achieve it. And--
Hold it! "Perfect Strangers" by Dream Theater just kicked on over the arena sound system, and here comes Lance Errington, dressed in the same pair of dirty blue jeans he was wearing last week. The crowd boos, but the look of disgust on his face is similar to the expressions worn by many members of the crowd as they listened to Russel Taylor. And he has a microphone as well...
L. Errington: You poor misguided idiot. I suppose this is where I tell you that you're not going to win the Big Fight, because I am... but that's not what I'm going to say. Because I'm not going to win the Big Fight. I'm not going to kid myself about it. I'll go in and give my best effort, but my best won't be good enough, and I'll end up tossed out of the ring on my ass, just like you. Hard work never paid off for anybody. Look at these people, sweating and breaking their backs like the mindless drones that they are, just so their fat wives can take their minimum-wage paychecks every week. You want to know how to get ahead? Get a bigger gang of people at your back, with bigger guns and more money, because that's the only thing that means shit in this world. But make sure that you've got the biggest gun and you're ready to knock off every last one of them, because it's a matter of when, not if, they try to turn on you.
R. Taylor: Hold it... no, you're wrong! Don't listen to him, people! You need your mental assets... dedication, determination, and discipline... you need pride in your country, faith in Jesus Christ, a strong mind, and a good heart. Those are the things that make a man great, not--
L. Errington: Just shut up. We're about to see where all that bullshit gets you. I'm gonna step in that ring, and you can just try to prove me wrong, you pathetic sheep.
Lance Errington tosses aside the microphone, and now he's sliding into the ring, and getting in Russel Taylor's face. Brendan Powers is in the ring, calling for the bell, and this match begins now!
Lance Errington
vs.
Russel "The Muscle" Taylor
Russel Taylor actually starts out showing some fire, knocking Lance Errington down with big right hands, slams, and clotheslines... but it's just not happening today, as Lance Errington gets a quick single-leg takedown in, then quickly begins deconstructing Russel Taylor's right knee. He works it over remorselessly, drawing out the pain and suffering as much as he can, and continuing long past the point when he probably could have gone in for the kill. Eventually he puts on the Scorpion Deathlock... Russel Taylor makes a defiant show of resistance by hanging in there for about twenty seconds, but can't escape and has no choice other than to tap out.
Lance
Errington made Russel Taylor submit to the Scorpion Deathlock in
0:04:48.
Rating: **
The match is over, and Russel Taylor has submitted... but Lance Errington's holding the Scorpion Deathlock on! Even without a microphone, he can be heard screaming at Russel Taylor, yelling, "Where's your hard work and clean living now!?" as Russel Taylor pitifully squirms and continues to tap out. Finally, after several seconds of urging from Brendan Powers, Lance Errington gets up, then kicks Russel "The Muscle" Taylor in the ribs and spits on him before rolling out of the ring and heading backstage.
Speaking of backstage... we've just received word of something going on backstage... a pizza delivery to the arena? Normally, food is catered to the arena before the start of each show... what's this all about? Let's take a look backstage, courtesy of the Big Brother Production Team.
Backstage...
A short, pale, slender figure wearing a Roma's Pizza jacket and carrying an insulated pizza box is seen backstage. He's wearing large, gaudy sunglasses and a baseball cap. It can be seen that the man has a short, brown goatee beard, and a few strands of curly black hair are sticking out from under his cap, but not much else of the man's face can be seen; he's constantly looking at the floor, and his free hand is held over his face, blocking the view of most of it. He walks up to a door backstage with "HELL'S BIKERS" written across it, and knocks, holding the pizza box in front of his face as he does so. A moment later, Crimson throws open the door, and gives the man a disapproving glare.
Crimson: We didn't order no fucking pizza, kid... but you're gonna end up looking like road pizza if you don't get the hell out of my face right now.
Pizza Man: Just shut up and let me in, you big redneck... I've got something important to tell you.
That voice... that's no pizza delivery man, that's Rebecca Black! Crimson's eyes widen, and more out of surprise than anything else he steps aside to let her into the room, at which point the viewing angle shifts to one inside the room, where Jack Norman, Butch Manson, and Randy Savage are sitting around, drinking beer and talking. They all look up as Rebecca Black steps into the room and sets the pizza box aside, then removes all doubt of her identity by removing the hat that was concealing her hair and tearing the fake beard away from her face.
Crimson: Listen, woman... I don't know what you mean by dropping in here for a visit, because we ain't exactly the kind of folks you want to sit down for a little tea party with. But all the same...
Crimson smiles menacingly and reaches up to stroke Rebecca Black's cheek.
Crimson: ... We're much obliged for your company.
Jack Norman, Butch Manson, and Randy Savage have also turned to leer at Rebecca Black, appraising her from their chairs with lecherous smiles.
J. Norman: She's a pretty little thing, ain't she?
R. Black: Cute. You guys act like I've never been the only woman in a room full of musclebound, horny bikers before. But that's not the reason I came here tonight. I've got something different I want from you, Crimson.
Crimson: Hell... there's a lot of things you might want, honey, but what you get might just be something different. But you got my attention... make it good.
R. Black: You know that the Black Plague is banned from the building tonight... shit, that's why I'm dressed up like this. And you know we're not allowed to stomp David Wright Hubbard into a greasy pile of meat until the Big Fight. So that's why I'm here. We want you to take out David Wright Hubbard, and we want the Macho Man to take out Falcon. You can do that for us, right?
Crimson: Sorry. Me and Macho have a little business planned for Stiff Competition tonight. That ain't gonna happen.
R. Black: Just go ahead and change your plans. Savage can take out Falcon one-on-one, and we can put you with Jack and Butch in a three-man tag against David Wright Hubbard and Stiff Competition. Just go down to Applebee's office and ask for that match... you know he'd jump on signing that for the main event.
Crimson: Yeah... and I want to get my hands on Hubbard one more time. But on the other hand... I ain't doing nobody any charity work. You want me to do something you want...
Crimson grabs Rebecca Black's hips and pulls her forward, pressing her tightly against his massive frame.
Crimson: ... Then you're gonna have to give me something I want.
R. Black: Don't worry... I've got something that I think you want.
Rebecca Black pulls herself free from Crimson's grasp and picks up the pizza box, then pulls the insulated cover off and hands it to Crimson.
R. Black: How about some pizza?
Crimson: Pizza!? I don't want no fucking...
Crimson's voice trails off as he opens the pizza box, revealing that it's full of thick stacks of twenty-dollar bills.
Crimson: Pizza.
R. Black: And that's just the down payment. You help us out here, and we can set you up with a whole damn pizza party. We could even throw in some two-liter bottles of Coke... by which I mean a refreshing cold drink to wash down your pizza, of course.
Crimson: So... all we gotta do is beat the living shit out of Falcon and Hubbard tonight?
R. Black: That's right. It's just that easy. Any questions?
Crimson: Yeah... just one. How'd you get all this pizza delivery boy crap to dress up in!?
R. Black: If I told you that, the courts could call you in to testify against me. Let's just say that Tony and Lorenzo convinced someone to loan it to me.
Crimson: I'll be damned. Pretty damn clever, ain't you?
R. Black: Shit yes, I am. Now, I think our business here's done, so I'm gonna go moon the H.A.R.P. Squad and get kicked out of the arena. You guys know what you have to do.
Rebecca Black turns and walks out of the locker room, as Crimson turns back to Jack Norman, Butch Manson, and "Macho Man" Randy Savage.
B. Manson: That bitch is totally fucking crazy.
Crimson: You're not lying. But we're gonna make good money tonight. Make sure you're all ready to dish out some ass-whippings tonight, because we've got work to do. And after that... we're gonna have some pizza.
The camera fades out on the locker room scene, as the men inside begin to look through the pizza box full of money.
Rebecca Black made it into the arena tonight... and we just saw her pay off Hell's Bikers to go after Falcon and David Wright Hubbard tonight! Both men are injured, between David Wright Hubbard's knee and Falcon's back, and it's clear that the Black Plague doesn't want to give them any time at all to recover before their big matches at the Big Fight. But we now have some idea what the upper-card portion of the show could look like... Falcon against Randy Savage, and David Wright Hubbard and Stiff Competition facing all three members of Hell's Bikers... without question, those are two huge matches.
Right now, we've got another match coming up... "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath is playing over the arena sound system, and that brings forth the team of Salvaje Demonio and Devaccio Pola, who'll be taking on the Manhunters tonight. The crowd cheers as they come to the ring, and Salvaje Demonio poses for the fans as Devaccio Pola begins pacing back and forth with clenched fists, eager for a fight.
"Devil's Dance" by Metallica begins playing next, and that brings out the Manhunters, accompanied by Stormy Weathers. Let's not forget that Devaccio Pola and Salvaje Demonio both have had issues with Stormy Weathers before. Stormy Weathers used to manage Salvaje Demonio, then fired him and turned against him in favor of Big Trouble... so there's probably still some personal grudges holding over in this match. The Manhunters climb into the ring, and fortunately, Stormy Weathers isn't going to get the chance to get his hands on a microphone, as Linda Peterson enters the ring, calling for the bell to begin the match.
Salvaje Demonio & Devaccio Pola
vs.
Manhunters
w/Stormy Weathers
Salvaje Demonio and Devaccio Pola start out strong, using their superior quickness to overcome their larger, stronger opponents, generally keeping the advantage for the first several minutes of the match. But a trip by Stormy Weathers outside the ring, unseen by Linda Peterson, tips the match back in the favor of the Manhunters, who are able to isolate Salvaje Demonio and work him over mercilessly for several minutes. But after the Double Diving Headbutt misses, Salvaje Demonio is able to make the tag to Devaccio Pola, who comes in and begins destroying both Manhunters in a blind rage. After taking several seconds to rest and recover from the beating he took, Salvaje Demonio comes in to help Devaccio Pola, but Stormy Weathers trips him on the outside again. But this time, Salvaje Demonio turns and jumps out onto him, wiping out Stormy Weathers with a slingshot cross bodypress!
Back in the ring, Devaccio Pola has Manhunter #1 isolated in the corner, taking him apart with some swift kicks, but Manhunter #2 is left unguarded and able to slide out of the ring and grab a chair. Linda Peterson's attention is focused on Salvaje Demonio and Stormy Weathers, outside of the ring, and she doesn't notice as Manhunter #2 enters the ring and nails Devaccio Pola in the back with the chair! He then drops the chair, and Manhunter #1 grabs Devaccio Pola by the throat... chokeslam on the chair!! Manhunter #2 kicks the chair out of the ring just before Linda Peterson turns around, and she goes down to count... Salvaje Demonio slides into the ring to break up the pin, but Manhunter #2 cuts him off and spears him before he makes it, as Linda Peterson counts to three!
The
Manhunters defeated Salvaje Demonio and Devaccio Pola when
Manhunter #1 pinned D. Pola after a chokeslam in 0:16:13.
Rating: * 1/4
The Manhunters raise their hands in victory as they stand above the fallen bodies of Devaccio Pola and Salvaje Demonio, then roll out of the ring to tend to Stormy Weathers and help him backstage. Back in the ring, Devaccio Pola seems pretty angry as he gets up, yelling at Linda Peterson and staring around at the crowd wildly, clenching his fists and breathing heavily. Salvaje Demonio goes up to him and starts trying to calm him down... that doesn't seem successful, but apparently he does at least manage to convince him to head backstage, because Devaccio Pola rolls out of the ring and begins heading backstage with Salvaje Demonio.
Now it's time for our next match, a mixed tag team match, which will pit Moy Lazzario and Christina Ellis against Rex Richards and Minako. "Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye begins playing, and the crowd boos as Rex Richards comes out of the backstage area and makes his way to the ring, accompanied by Minako, Sophie, and Komachi. They enter the ring, and the three women perform a fast-paced martial arts exhibition in the ring, then drape themselves across Rex Richards and peel off his robe, then step away. A shimmering red and gold spotlight shines down on Rex Richards as he kneels and flexes his muscles. He takes off his sunglasses as well and hands them to Sophie, who puts them on, then he grabs a microphone as the fanfare surrounding his entrance dies down.
R. Richards: Moy Lazzario... you're a pathetic little twerp, and everybody here already knows that. Two weeks ago, when you stole a victory from me, do you think that proved anything to anybody!? No... everybody here knows who the better man is... but I'm not a good man, I'm a bad, bad man, and all three of my females know karate!! ... But tonight, only one of them gets to be my partner in this tag team match against you and that busy-body little bitch, Christina Ellis. And it's not gonna be Sophie, because she already embarrassed me once... and it's not gonna be Komachi, because I have too much respect for Christina Ellis's health insurance providers to do that. Instead, it's gonna be the luscious Minako, and me and her are gonna wipe the mat with you chumps! Get out here!!
Rex Richards doesn't seem short on confidence tonight... and now "All Star" by Smash Mouth is playing, and here come Moy Lazzario and Christina Ellis. They're not wasting any time... they're going straight for the ring, and climbing inside! Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell as Sophie and Komachi quickly step outside, and this match is on, just that quickly!
Moy Lazzario & Christina Ellis
vs.
"Double R" Rex
Richards & Minako
w/Sophie & Komachi
Christina Ellis starts out against Minako, and it quickly becomes apparent that though Minako's martial arts skills are considerable, Christina Ellis is a vastly superior wrestler, taking Minako down repeatedly, finally catching her in a dragon screw into a half Boston. Minako crawls to the corner and tags in Rex Richards, but rather than scrambling for Moy Lazzario, Christina Ellis motions for Rex Richards to bring it on. He charges at her... and she takes him down with a drop-toe hold, then flows into an armbar! Rex Richards quickly scrambles for the ropes, and Christina Ellis has to release him... but when he gets up, she nails him with a quick kneelift, then takes him down with a snap mare and drives an elbow into him! Christina Ellis is outwrestling Rex Richards, who is nearly twice her size... but she tags in Moy Lazzario, deciding not to push her luck.
Moy Lazzario continues taking the fight to Rex Richards, using his quickness and technical skill to work around Rex Richards's size and strength. However, the advantage shifts when Moy Lazzario runs into the ropes, and is tripped by Komachi. Christina Ellis complains to Bobcat McGavin about the unseen interference, but that only distracts him, enabling Komachi to pull Moy Lazzario out of the ring, then ram him into the ringsteps and roll him back in. This allows Rex Richards to take control, and he does, subduing Moy Lazzario with his power and proceeding to mash him into oblivion with simple, yet effective offense. Moy Lazzario attempts a few counters and comebacks, but his relative inexperience and the interfering presence of Komachi and Sophie on the outside stop any of those from firmly breaking Rex Richards's control of the match. With things well in hand, Rex Richards executes a DDT, then covers Moy Lazzario for a near fall. He pulls him across his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver... but Moy Lazzario squirms out to the side, then hits a neckbreaker on Rex Richards from behind! Both men are down... and Moy Lazzario tags in Christina Ellis!
Christina Ellis enters the ring just as Rex Richards begins to get up, and pelts him with several punches that he just absorbs. She tries to whip him into the ropes, but he quickly reverses, and lashes out with a big clothesline when she comes off the ropes... but Christina Ellis ducks and wraps around him... German suplex!! She just suplexed Rex Richards! He gets up, practically blazing with anger at getting outwrestled by a woman... but Christina Ellis ducks another clothesline, then nails him with a savate kick! Rex Richards staggers back into the corner, then staggers out... and Christina Ellis kicks him low, doubling him over, then puts him in a standing headscissors... Foley-style piledriver!! Christina Ellis goes for the cover... and Rex Richards kicks out at two!
Christina Ellis wraps around behind him and puts on a full nelson, going for the Dragon Suplex... but Rex Richards throws his body backwards into a corner, smashing Christina Ellis between himself and the turnbuckles. He hauls her out and presses her above his head in a Gorilla Press, then hurls her violently to the canvas and tags in Minako. Minako hits Christina Ellis with several kicks and martial arts strikes, wearing her down... but once again, Christina Ellis is able to use her superior wrestling skill to make a comeback, taking Minako down repeatedly. Minako lashes out with a desperate spin kick to the head, but Christina Ellis ducks! Minako spins off-balance, and Christina Ellis slips behind her and hooks her arms... DRAGON SUPLEX!! She hit that practically out of nowhere! Bobcat McGavin goes down to count, and Moy Lazzario comes in to cut off a save from Rex Richards, enabling Christina Ellis to get three!
Moy
Lazzario and Christina Ellis defeated Rex Richards and Minako
when Christina pinned Minako with the Dragon Suplex in 0:07:57.
Rating: *
Moy Lazzario and Christina Ellis roll out of the ring quickly, and not a moment too soon as Komachi enters the ring with a chair in her hands and a foul temper. Rex Richards gets back up, cursing and complaining about his loss, and yelling threats to Moy Lazzario and Christina Ellis as they retreat down the aisle... but the fact remains that they've walked out of here with the victory tonight. Moy Lazzario has beaten Rex Richards, and Christina Ellis has beaten two of Rex Richards's three female accomplices... but Rex Richards and his women can't hold any such claims over Moy Lazzario and Christina Ellis. They're obviously frustrated, and I don't think this'll be the last we hear of this issue. They quickly head backstage, still bickering and complaining about the results of this match.
Now we're about to head straight into another big match, this one for the VCW World Tag Team Titles. "Domination" by Pantera begins playing over the arena sound system, bringing forth Blade and John Uldwall, the Wrecking Crew, to the cheers of the crowd. They've held the titles before; in fact, their title reign, lasting over six months, is the longest VCW World Tag Team Title reign in history. They'd love to get those titles back again, and they've got a shot at that tonight, as they face the Ontario Colour Show. They enter the ring and stand on guard, looking psyched for the coming match.
"Until It Sleeps" by Metallica begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers again as Owen Addison and Paul Canyon, the Ontario Colour Show, along with Jennie. They're wearing the VCW World Tag Team Titles, and looking focused as they come to the ring. And they should be focused... they're scheduled to be in there tonight with one of the most formidable tag teams in VCW, perhaps the only other team that could lay a legitimate claim to being the best tag team in VCW history. Tonight, they'll test their technical skill and ring savvy against the raw power, quickness, and intensity of the Wrecking Crew. They're entering the ring, and Jerry Rogers enters as well, calling for the bell to begin this big match!
For the VCW World Tag Team Titles:
Ontario Colour Show (c)
w/Jennie
vs.
Wrecking Crew
The match starts off a little slow, as both teams feel each other out. The Ontario Colour Show knows that it's not a good idea to test their strength against the powerful Wrecking Crew, and even matching high-flying quickness or standard wrestling with them is a highly uncertain proposition; the Wrecking Crew can fly through the air or suplex people out of their boots just as well as any of the Technicians. Instead, they look for openings to take the Wrecking Crew to the mat and wear them down with superior technical skill, having the clear advantage in mat wrestling ability. But the Wrecking Crew knows this too, and they take every chance they can to return to their feet and continue their offense, and the advantage changes often early in the match.
The Ontario Colour Show begins going after the legs of the Wrecking Crew, in a strategy that might be something of a gamble. On one hand, it'll go a long way towards keeping them down; but on the other hand, it remains to be seen whether they can do enough damage to the thick, muscular legs of the Wrecking Crew to earn the victory. The Wrecking Crew seldom if ever submit, so the Ontario Colour Show have quite a task ahead if they expect to win this match with a leg-related submission. On the other hand, in the short term it has the desired effect, grounding the Wrecking Crew to the mat and shifting the advantage to the hands of the champions. It also has the effect of turning the crowd slightly against the Ontario Colour Show; they'd prefer to see flashy technical exchanges, awesome suplexes, and high-flying moves to systematic, methodical mat wrestling.
The Wrecking Crew fight back powerfully at first, making explosive comebacks, but as the match wears on the Ontario Colour Show's leg-based attacks take their toll, and finally the Ontario Colour Show is able to isolate John Uldwall, and begin savagely working over his leg. The crowd isn't too happy with these tactics, and lets them know with a mild round of boos, and Owen Addison almost seems to have a brief relapse into his heelish days, enjoying the focused attack and putting a mean streak into working over John Uldwall's leg. After several minutes and a few false comebacks by John Uldwall that were cut short, Owen Addison puts on a figure-four leglock. John Uldwall struggles, but then sits up and stares at Owen Addison and beats his chest, bellowing loudly. He begins trying to turn it, and with his size and intensity, he does so relatively quickly, forcing Owen Addison to release the hold.
Owen Addison tries to cut John Uldwall's comeback off with a front facelock, but John Uldwall gives him a MASSIVE overhead belly-to-belly suplex, drawing a huge pop from the crowd. He crawls to his corner, going for the tag... and in comes Blade! Blade explodes into action like a one-man strike force, taking down both of the VCW World Tag Team Champions repeatedly, dominating with power moves and flying through the air like a human artillery shell with his diving tackles and leaping spinning leg lariats. Paul Canyon gets tossed out of the ring, and Blade hits a power bomb on Owen Addison, then begins going to the top turnbuckle. John Uldwall limps into position behind him, as Owen Addison gets up... BREAKDOWN!! We could have new champions... but Paul Canyon comes off the top with a flying elbowdrop on Blade when he covers, breaking the pin at two.
John Uldwall charges Paul Canyon, but he's slowed by his wounded leg, and Paul Canyon ducks a clothesline and nails him with a savate kick, sending him over the top rope. Blade starts to get up, and Paul Canyon goes up top again, coming off to nail him with a flying cross bodypress... but Blade catches him and drives him down hard with a powerslam! Hold it... the Manhunters are coming to the ring, with Stormy Weathers behind them... but meanwhile, Blade pulls Owen Addison up and puts him in a standing head scissors, then lifts him... RUNNING POWER BOMB!! This could be over... but Manhunter #1 reaches into the ring and pulls Blade out at the two-count, then hurls him into the ringsteps! That'll be an instant disqualification!!
The
Wrecking Crew defeated The Ontario Colour Show when Blade
defeated O. Addison via disqualification in 0:14:19.
Rating: ** 1/4
(The Ontario Colour Show retained the VCW World Tag Team Titles.)
The Wrecking Crew may very well have had the VCW World Tag Team Titles won... but the Manhunters just ruined it! Manhunter #2 pulls John Uldwall up on the outside and drills him with a few chops, then hauls him up and drops him throat-first across the guardrail. Paul Canyon's beginning to get up in the ring... but Manhunter #1 climbs inside with a chair and clobbers him with it before he can get up! Owen Addison's just now starting to stir... and Manhunter #1 drives the edge of the chair down into his throat, and he's holding it there! Wait... Jennie just jumped up on the apron, and she's climbing to the top turnbuckle! She whistles, and Manhunter #1 turns around, holding the chair... and she drives it into his face with a flying dropkick!! Manhunter #1 is down... but Manhunter #2 quickly slides into the ring and tackles Jennie to the ground. He pulls her up again... no, don't do it... GUTWRENCH POWER BOMB!! Manhunter #2 just laid Jennie out, and now Manhunter #1's getting up as well!
The Manhunters give a few last kicks and chairshots to all four men in and around the ring, then leave victoriously with Stormy Weathers to the boos of the crowd as trainers and medical crews come out to tend to the wounded. But meanwhile... we understand that there's a camera backstage with Melissa DelArmeggio, as James Applebee prepares to speak with her regarding the possibility of her competing on tonight's show. Let's go to that now...
Backstage...
A camera sees Melissa DelArmeggio sitting at a table in a secluded room backstage, with a grilled chicken sandwich, a salad and a bottle of bottle of water in front of her. It looks like she's trying to have dinner, but she eats slowly and listlessly, and eventually just shoves the food aside, barely touched. A small knock comes on the door, and Melissa mumbles something that can't quite be understood. After a few seconds, VCW Commissioner James Applebee tentatively cracks the door open and peeks inside, then steps in slowly.
J. Applebee: Melissa... I've got a few more matches to set in place. Are you feeling ready to compete tonight?
M. DelArmeggio: No... I'm not going to wrestle tonight.
J. Applebee: That's okay. Your back still troubling you? I can call down to the trainers for an ice-pack or an asprin--
M. DelArmeggio: It's not my back injury... it's a little more personal than that. I just need to be alone and do some thinking.
J. Applebee: Well... okay. See you later...
M. DelArmeggio: Yeah.
James Applebee slowly withdraws from the room, closing the door behind him... but a few moments later, Lance Errington opens the door and steps in without knocking.
L. Errington: I couldn't help overhearing some of what you said.
M. DelArmeggio: Like the part about needing to be alone? Listen, Lance... you're pretty high on the list of the last people I want to see in here, so why don't you leave me alone?
L. Errington: I wanted to tell you that I understand how you feel. I know what it's like for someone you love to stab you in the back, and just toss you aside for some worthless, undeserving, second-rate replacement. It's happened to me more than once. Believe me, I know how you feel.
M. DelArmeggio: Listen, I see where this is going... and no amount of you trying to comfort me or make me feel better is going to get you into my pants tonight, Lance... so don't even try.
L. Errington: Comfort you? Hah. What would I do, wrap your cold, shivering soul in warm illusions and lies just like everyone else who has claimed to love you? No, I came to congratulate you on understanding the truth. The truth is that there is no real comfort. There is no real love. Nobody will ever care about Melissa DelArmeggio, just like nobody will ever care about Lance Errington. Your brother didn't care about you... Troy didn't care about you... nobody cares about you. But you're not alone in that... the human race is nothing but a giant bunch of uncaring beasts in human flesh, doing everything purely for the sake of pride or fleeting pleasure. Maybe it made Troy Black feel big to have a starry-eyed girl looking up at him all the time... or maybe he just thought you were a good fuck. He didn't really care about you... but you can take small solace in the fact that he doesn't care about Amy either.
Lance Errington reaches down and takes Melissa's sandwich off of the table, then takes a huge bite out of it. He sets it aside and grabs her water bottle, then drinks from that as well.
M. DelArmeggio: Lance... just shut up and leave me alone, okay!? I don't need this.
L. Errington: You DO need this. You should be grateful... I'm letting you down slowly. I didn't have that luxury... I was stripped of all my illusions at once and tossed out into the cold realm of emotional reality. And I'll never be able to go back in, and nothing will ever stop the chilling bite on my soul. Sex... drugs... even a good meal like this one... things like these can make you forget for a while... but when the party's over, it's back to reality. You can stay behind your remaining shields if you want to... you can pretend that those fans who cheer for you really like you, and don't just want to see you get your clothes torn off and fall through a barbed wire table, or you can pretend that your parents didn't want a daughter who became a doctor or professor or executive instead of dropping out of high school to be a wrestler--
Melissa DelArmeggio suddenly stands up and turns toward Lance Errington, trembling with emotion as her fists clench. She seems to be fighting back tears.
M. DelArmeggio: If you don't shut your mouth RIGHT NOW, I'm gonna beat you within an inch of your life.
L. Errington: That's how it is? Go ahead. Take out your stress and frustration on me. Beat up Lance Errington, and make yourself feel big. God knows everyone else in VCW does it. Come on, Melissa, hurt me. You're just like every human being on this planet... you're sadistic underneath it all, and you don't give a fuck about anything but yourself. Hey, I'm the same way too. I know how you feel. It makes you feel better to take out your aggression on some helpless victim. Come on... let the punches fly. I won't even fight back. Take yourself on a nice little power trip at my expense. This one's on me.
M. DelArmeggio: Lance... what in God's name do you want from me!?
L. Errington: I just want to teach you. You're ready to learn. Too miserable to live, too scared of death to commit suicide, but still clinging to scraps of false hope. We need to get rid of those. You need to realize--
M. DelArmeggio: No, YOU need to get out of my locker room right now. I don't need this. I'm not like you... there's NOTHING you can teach me. Take your self-pity and get out of my face.
L. Errington: It's not myself I pity... it's everyone else. I understand and accept it... they don't.
M. DelArmeggio: I don't care! Get out of here!!
Suddenly the door opens, and David Wright Hubbard steps inside.
D.W. Hubbard: Hey, I was passing through and heard a bunch of shouting and yelling in here... is there some kind of problem?
L. Errington: You have no concept of just how big the problem is. The human race is the problem, with their--
D.W. Hubbard: Yeah, I think I see the problem just fine. Watch out, I'll handle this.
David Wright Hubbard begins stepping towards Lance Errington threateningly, and Lance Errington begins backing away, speaking frantically.
L. Errington: Sure, that's it. Just beat up Lance Errington. Sure, that'll solve all your problems. That'll make your life perfect, won't it!? That'll make everything better! That--
D.W. Hubbard: Damn right it will.
David Wright Hubbard backs Lance Errington into a corner and drills him with a series of punches, then tosses him head-first into the cinderblock wall. Lance Errington goes down, and David Wright Hubbard chucks him out of the locker room door, then turns to Melissa.
D.W. Hubbard: He comes in here giving you any more trouble... just let me know.
M. DelArmeggio: Yeah... thanks for getting rid of him.
D.W. Hubbard: It's just... with this Black Plague crap going on, the rest of us with a brain in our head have to stick together. Don't think nothing of it... if you need help, just ask me.
M. DelArmeggio: I really appreciate it... I...
Melissa's mouth opens as if there's something she wants to say, but no words come forth. Then, suddenly, she steps forward and flings her arms around David Wright Hubbard, burying her face in his shoulder. The look on David Wright Hubbard's face is one of extreme discomfort and confusion, practically screaming "What the hell do I do NOW?" ... but he slowly brings one hand around to pat Melissa on the back hesitantly.
D.W. Hubbard: Uh... yeah. It's gonna be okay, I guess.
The camera fades out on the backstage scene, with David Wright Hubbard still looking uncomfortable and confused as he tries to console Melissa.
It looks like Melissa's still emotionally distraught after Troy Black's words and actions two weeks ago... but David Wright Hubbard's not exactly known as a compassionate human being by any stretch of the imagination, and he might not be the best person to go to for consolation. In any case, we don't have time to dwell on that now... because "Calling Dr. Love" by KISS just started playing, and here comes "Doctor" Dave Adams, along with Nurse Vivacia, to the boos of the crowd. He'll be challenging Tim Bell for the VCW Television Title here in a few moments... but first he enters the ring and grabs a microphone, as the crowd continues booing loudly.
D. Adams: Tonight... I'm facing Tim Bell for the VCW Television Title. And while I'm one of the most talented, entertaining athletes on television when I'm in the ring... the things that I do in my private life are simply too hot for TV. So if all you ladies out there want to come and spend the night with the soon-to-be new VCW Television Champion, I'll be glad to use my antenna to give you wave after wave of sensual signals, as I turn the volume of the pleasure you'll be receiving all the way up. And just when you think it can't get any better... that's when I'll plug my cable into your Spice channel, and the ratings of this show won't be the only thing that shoots through the roof. So ladies, brace yourselves for the coming of the orgasmic overlord, and the pleasures that I'm coming to bestow upon each and every one of you.
The crowd gives that load of innuendo and gibberish the reaction it deserves: a solid round of boos. But now "Through The Never" by Metallica is playing, and here comes the VCW Television Champion, Tim Bell, along with Jennie! The crowd cheers as Tim Bell makes his way to the ring... and he's not even going to dignify the nonsensical babblings of Dave Adams with a verbal response; he's entering the ring, and preparing to get this match underway! The bell sounds, and Brendan Powers enters the ring to officiate the match!
For the VCW Television Title:
"Doctor" Dave
Adams
w/Nurse Vivacia
vs.
Tim Bell (c)
w/Jennie
Tim Bell controls this match early on, and that's not surprising considering he has every advantage possible over Dave Adams. Tim Bell has more technical skill, high-flying skill, and even size and power than Dave Adams, and controls the opening moments of the match... until Dave Adams decides to cheat. He stops Tim Bell's offense in its tracks with a low blow, then begins hammering Tim Bell with basic wrestling moves and brawling tactics. He takes him outside of the ring, and continues the offense there, smashing Tim Bell into unforgiving steel objects at ringside and generally making this match as much of a brawl as he can. That may be smart on Dave Adams's part; brawling is not Tim Bell's strong suit, while Dave Adams is accustomed to it from his days in NCXCW.
The match continues in this way for several more minutes. Tim Bell uses his technical wrestling abilities to gain the advantage and wear down Dave Adams, while Dave Adams regains the advantage with underhanded tactics and quasi-legal maneuvers, and tries to keep the match to a basic, brawling level as he assaults Tim Bell. Eventually, after a few minutes of dominantly attacking Tim Bell, Dave Adams gives him a DDT for a count of two and three-quarters, then goes up to the top turnbuckle and comes off with a flying axhandle... but Tim Bell catches him in the face with a savate kick on the way down!! Tim Bell collapses to the mat, and both men take a while to get up. Dave Adams charges Tim Bell with a clothesline as they get up, but Tim Bell ducks and wraps around behind him, then takes him down with a German suplex!
Tim Bell begins dishing out some powerful offense, suplexing Dave Adams all around the ring and taking him down repeatedly. He gives him a piledriver and a Michinoku Driver, both for two and three-quarters, then places him up on the top turnbuckle and goes up after him... he's looking for the Top-Rope Frankensteiner... but Dave Adams nails him repeatedly in the midsection, then shoves him off! Tim Bell gets up, as Dave Adams positions himself on the top turnbuckle... he comes off the top with a flying axhandle, and that one connected! Tim Bell's down, and Dave Adams covers, but only gets two and three-quarters! He hooks him in a vertical suplex position... he could be going for the Treatment... but Tim Bell reverses it into a stiff snap suplex! Dave Adams starts to get up, and Tim Bell runs into the ropes... but Nurse Vivacia trips him from the outside!
Jennie rushes over and immediately tackles Nurse Vivacia, and a catfight breaks out on the floor... but back in the ring, Tim Bell gets up, and goes over to Dave Adams... and takes a kick to the midsection! He hooks him for a DDT... but Tim Bell throws himself forward, ramming Dave Adams back-first into the turnbuckle! But Dave Adams is keeping the front facelock on... and Tim Bell counters it with a Northern Lights suplex! He holds the bridge for the pin... and only gets two and nine-tenths! Tim Bell pulls Dave Adams up again and hooks his leg... fisherman suplex!! And that gets three!!
Tim
Bell pinned Dave Adams after a fisherman suplex in 0:16:10.
Rating: **
(Tim Bell retained the VCW Television Title.)
Tim Bell's hand is raised in victory, and this match is over... but on the floor around the ring, Jennie's on top of Nurse Vivacia, ripping her blouse off! The crowd cheers as Jennie tears off Nurse Vivacia's blouse and throws it into the crowd, where a number of fans begin fighting for it. Jennie returns to Tim Bell's side as he reclaims the VCW Television Title from the timekeeper's table and begins making his way backstage... and now Nurse Vivacia, wearing only a skimpy bra and a short skirt, rolls into the ring to check on Dave Adams and help him to his feet. Neither of those two look very happy with the outcome of the events surrounding this match; they certainly didn't come out of this situation with the upper hand.
At any rate, we... hold on, we've just received word that the Big Brother Production Team has a camera poised to record interesting footage in... the women's shower room!? Isn't there any place with any privacy around here!? Apparently not... let's go to that footage now!
Backstage...
Christina Ellis is in the women's shower room, taking a shower (nude, but unfortunately with all the details not fit for television censored), as Sophie (also nude and censored as appropriate) suddenly walks up to her from the other end of the shower and gently taps her on the shoulder.
Sophie: Do you have any shampoo I could borrow?
Christina Ellis whirls around, shocked to see Sophie standing there.
C. Ellis: What!? What are you doing here?
Sophie: Well, I was going to sat that I was taking a shower, but I might as well come clean...
Sophie begins giggling at her own joke, as Christina Ellis stares at her impatiently.
Sophie: Get it!? That's a joke!! Shower... come clean... don't you get it?
C. Ellis: Really... why are you here?
Sophie: Well, basically I'm setting you up so that Komachi can attack you from behind. And it looks like she's here, right on time...
Christina Ellis turns around to look for Komachi, in the process turning her back on Sophie, whose face lights up in a triumphant smile.
Sophie: HA!! Sucker!
Sophie jumps on Christina Ellis's back when she turns around and puts on a sleeperhold, and Christina Ellis slips on the wet floor and falls down, caught in a bodyscissors sleeperhold. But unfortunately for Sophie, they're too wet and slippery for her to keep the hold tightly maintained, and Christina Ellis quickly squirms free, then crawls on top of Sophie and begins pummelling her mercilessly as Sophie whimpers helplessly and tries to cover up. But Christina Ellis is so preoccupied with attacking Sophie that she fails to notice as Komachi enters the shower (dressed in street clothes) and turns off the water. Christina looks up to see why the water stopped, and Komachi spits blue mist into her face, then gives her a swift kick square to the jaw, knocking her down.
Christina Ellis struggles, trying to pull herself to her feet, but Komachi puts her in a standing headscissors, then pulls her up and gives her a brutal running power bomb on the shower floor, seemingly heedless of the suggestive position of her face during the execution of the move. Christina Ellis lands hard on the shower floor with a huge, gunshot-like "SMACK!" of bare, wet flesh colliding hard with the unforgiving stone floor of the shower. Komachi takes some time to survey her handiwork as Sophie gets up, checks her face for blood, then smiles brightly.
Sophie: Mind if I turn the water back on now? I wasn't finished taking my shower.
Komachi: No. Rex wants us back at the hotel.
Sophie folds her arms across her chest and looks away in disdain.
Sophie: Well, that's just too bad. I wasn't finished! I'm going to-- EEP!!
Sophie is cut off as Komachi grabs her by a handful of her hair and begins dragging her away.
Komachi: We're done here. Let's go.
Sophie: Owwww! Komachi, that's my HAIR! Let go! It hurts! It hurts!!
Komachi: Be thankful I'm dragging you by the hair on your head.
Sophie: Ewww, that's gross, Komachi... and can't I at least get my clothes? My wallet's stapled in the back pocket of my pants! All my money's in there! ... Komachi!? Come on, Komachi!!
The camera fades out on the scene as Komachi drags Sophie away by the hair, leaving Christina Ellis unconscious, naked, and possibly seriously injured on the shower floor.
Wow. Here in VCW, there's violence even in the women's showers... now if only we could do something about the censors. But in all seriousness, they'd better get some trainers back to the shower room... Christina Ellis took a brutal power bomb on that unforgiving concrete floor, and may be in bad shape. Sophie may be a little odd, and Minako's perhaps built more for display than work... but Komachi is just a walking machine of destruction, and she just laid Christina Ellis out with that huge running power bomb! Christina Ellis could be badly injured after that move...
Speaking of people who may be badly injured, "Shame" by Rollins Band just hit the arena sound system, and here comes Falcon, accompanied by Lady Erica Whitmore. He's been fighting through a painful back injury for a while now... and while it's true that he's had about two weeks of rest to recuperate somewhat, he's still favoring his back a little as he walks. Tonight's not a good night for him to be at anything less than a hundred percent, either... in just a few moments, he has to face "Macho Man" Randy Savage, one of the most dangerous men in the entire wrestling world. But right now... he's got a microphone.
Falcon: So, let me get this straight... Applebee wants to keep me uninjured, so he bars the Black Plague from the building... then puts me in a match with Randy Savage tonight? I have to admit, that doesn't make a lot of sense... but you know, I'm not gonna complain about it. Because frankly, there are other people worse off than I am right now... like Troy Black. That's because Troy Black has a match with me at the Big Fight. Maybe that doesn't sound so bad... until you consider what I'm going to do to him when I get him in the ring. I couldn't care less about the fact that he double-crossed Gabriel Black... after all I've been through with Gabriel, I wouldn't piss on him if he was on fire. But when he double-crossed Melissa... that made me mad.
See... Troy's not the only one who goes back a long way with Melissa. Shortly after she came to VCW, she joined Liberation X. We were friends... we were teammates... and to be perfectly honest, I had some deeper feelings for her too. And when she ended up with Troy... well, it made a little jealous, but more than that, it made me sick. It was like she went to a pet store and bought the biggest, slimiest snake there and took it home, then took it to her room, dropped her pants, spread her legs, and let it crawl inside her. I saw from the beginning that the only thing that Troy Black cares about is Troy Black. I used to pray that maybe I was wrong and he had a shred or two of decency, or maybe that he finally had woken up and realized just how valuable what he had with Melissa was... but I was fooling myself, just like Melissa. And sure enough, when he saw that it was causing him too much trouble to do the right thing and stand up to Tony, Lorenzo, and Rebecca, he sold Gabriel and Melissa up the river and formed the Black Plague.
But there's one thing Troy Black doesn't seem to have counted on... and that's me. I saw the surprise and fear in his eyes when I stormed in his locker room two weeks ago... but he knew he could stand up to me as long as he had his goons there to pull me back, and to threaten Erica. But at the Big Fight, he has to face me himself, in the ring. And if James Applebee will add the stipulations, and Troy Black has the guts to accept them, I have two things to add to this match. Number one, we leave everyone else backstage. No Erica, no Amy Lin, no Rebecca, and no Black Plague. And number two... I don't want a wrestling match with you, Troy. I want a no-disqualification, no-countout Street Fight.
The crowd bursts into cheers upon hearing that challenge. A Street Fight between Falcon and Troy Black would unquestionably be one hell of a confrontation, perhaps even moreso than a standard wrestling match! Falcon paces for a while as he waits for the crowd's cheers to die down a little. Lady Erica Whitmore whispers something into his ear with a look of concern on her face, but Falcon says something else to her in reply, perhaps an attempt at reassuring her, then turns back to the crowd.
Falcon: So, Troy... if you'll accept those stipulations... if you're man enough to face me one-on-one, in a Street Fight... then I'll see you at the Big Fight, and I'll drop you on your head with the Falcon Arrow until your scrawny little neck snaps again.
The crowd cheers again... but "Walk" by Pantera just hit the arena sound system. The crowd begins booing... and here comes "Macho Man" Randy Savage, carrying a microphone! The crowd boos as he stops in the middle of the aisle, staring into the ring at Falcon and Lady Erica Whitmore, and raises the microphone to speak.
R. Savage: Falcon... the only snapping that's gonna be going on with you is when I snap into you like a Slim Jim, yeah. Maybe the Black Plague isn't here tonight... but I am, and tonight, you're a dead man, yeah. Now maybe it's a little inconvenient, yeah, that the Macho Man's standing between you and making it to the Big Fight in one piece, brother... but the fact is that I don't care, because right now, all I care about is unleashing the madness on you tonight, brother. OOOOOHHH YEAH!!
Randy Savage is heading for the ring now, and climbing inside... and they're going at it already! Lady Erica Whitmore quickly leaves the ring, as Linda Peterson climbs inside and calls for the bell to begin this match!
Falcon
w/Lady Erica Whitmore
vs.
"Macho Man" Randy Savage
After going toe-to-toe with Randy Savage for a few seconds, Falcon utilizes his superior quickness and technical skill to take the advantage, taking Randy Savage down to the mat and using his technical wrestling ability to stay one step ahead. There's no question that Falcon can brawl very effectively, but so can Randy Savage, and the last thing Falcon wants to do in his injured state is go toe-to-toe with the Macho Man in a brawling environment, risking further injury. But Falcon's just not as quick and agile as normal due to his back injury, and Randy Savage is no slouch in the wrestling department either, with his vast experience edge. Randy Savage keeps coming back with offense of his own, preventing Falcon from gaining a firm advantage in this match. Falcon tries working on Randy Savage's right knee, exploiting the fact that he has well-documented bad knees, but even so the Macho Man's toughness and inner fury enables him to retaliate strongly and give as good as he gets.
After several minutes of even competition, Randy Savage tosses Falcon out of the ring, to the floor... and this is NOT where Falcon wants to be. Randy Savage is a master of ringside brawling, and in Falcon's injured state, this could be bad. Randy Savage begins pummelling him, and braces himself to whip Falcon back-first into the guardrail... but Falcon reverses it! Randy Savage crashes into the guardrail, and staggers forward... and Falcon gives him a drop-toe hold into the steel ringsteps! Falcon rolls Randy Savage into the ring... and he grabs a chair, then slides in after him! Linda Peterson begins frantically yelling at Falcon, warning him that he'll be disqualified if he hits Randy Savage with that chair... but he just shrugs, then nails Randy Savage with a chairshot to the head! That'll be an instant disqualification!
Randy
Savage defeated Falcon via disqualification in 0:06:51.
Rating: * 3/4
Falcon just got himself disqualified... but maybe that's the best thing to do, avoiding a lengthy battle with Randy Savage that would no doubt take a huge toll on his injured back. But he's not done... he drops the chair and picks up Randy Savage. He lifts him in the vertical suplex position... FALCON ARROW ON THE CHAIR!! Randy Savage is laid out, and Falcon grabs a microphone from somebody on the outside.
Falcon: Troy... the only difference between now and the Big Fight is that when I do this to you at the Big Fight in a Street Fight... it'll be completely legal.
Falcon tosses aside the microphone and begins to leave the ring... and that's no random midcarder that he just laid out like that... that's "Macho Man" Randy Savage, one of the most feared names in wrestling history! But wait a minute... "Walk" by Pantera just started up again, and here come Crimson, Jack Norman, and Butch Manson, all three members of Hell's Bikers. They're not about to let Falcon get away without a severe beating... but Falcon sees them coming! Falcon and Lady Erica Whitmore quickly climb over the guardrail and begin fleeing through the crowd, and Hell's Bikers quickly give up the chase in disgust, and pile into the ring as Randy Savage gets to his feet, clutching his head in pain. Crimson calls for a microphone, and quickly gets one.
Crimson: Falcon... consider yourself real damn lucky, you fucking pussy. See, we're getting a big pay-off to take you and David Wright Hubbard out tonight... but since you weren't man enough to stand and fight Savage like a man, we're gonna just have to make up for it by giving David Wright Hubbard an extra dose of ass-whipping. ... You hear that, cowboy? Get Stiff Competition, and get all three of your asses out here, because I've got a little job to do.
The crowd boos... but after a few moments, "War Pigs" by Black Sabbath begins playing, and the VCW World Champion, David Wright Hubbard steps out of the backstage area, flanked by Stiff Competition, to the cheers of the crowd (and a few scattered boos). As usual, he's wearing the VCW World Title, and a kneebrace on his right knee. David Wright Hubbard has a microphone as he stares down the aisle into the ring at Crimson.
D.W. Hubbard: You know, I thought I already beat your ass once already, but then I come here tonight, and I see that the three of you are put up against the three of us in the main event. All I got to say to you is that if somebody's paying you to whip my ass, they're gonna have to ask for a refund. You couldn't do it at Wrestlewar, and you can't do it now... and I'll tell you what else, Tony Garcia ain't gonna be able to do it at the Big Fight. It doesn't matter if it's the Black Plague, Hell's Bikers, or anybody else who wants a piece of me... if you want the VCW World Title, you're gonna have to whip my ass and take it from me.
Crimson: You give me another title shot, and that's exactly what I'll do, cowboy. You think--
Bass Rogers grabs the microphone from David Wright Hubbard and cuts Crimson off.
B. Rogers: Shut your face, you big piece of crap!! You think you're so damn tough!? We'll see who the tough man is, because I'm gonna come down there and put a knot on your head big enough for a calf to suck on!!
Bass Rogers tosses aside the microphone, and David Wright Hubbard and Stiff Competition are heading for the ring now, looking for a fight! They climb inside, and a huge brawl breaks out inside the ring, as Bobcat McGavin enters the ring, calling for the bell to begin the match!
David Wright Hubbard & Stiff Competition
vs.
Hell's Bikers (Crimson, Jack Norman, & Butch Manson)
After a minute or so of chaos, Bobcat McGavin manages to restore order to the match, limiting the match to one man per team in the ring, and evicting Randy Savage from ringside. Dean Sanders starts out with Butch Manson, and quickly begins using his superior wrestling skill to take him down and take control of the match early on. Dean Sanders is by far the smallest man in this match, but he fights with such intensity and persistence that he can still hold his own with many of the rest. After gaining control of Butch Manson with technical wrestling, he tags in Bass Rogers, who comes in and goes berserk, attacking Butch Manson relentlessly with brutally stiff offense. But when Bass Rogers goes for an avalanche in the corner, Butch Manson gets a foot up and kicks him in the head, stopping him in his tracks, then takes him down with a big bodyslam and tags in Jack Norman.
Hell's Bikers begin taking turns working over Bass Rogers, trying to wear him down with their power offense... but even for three powerhouse brawlers like Hell's Bikers, Bass Rogers is a hard man to hurt. He even absorbs Crimson's offense, continuing to get up and keep fighting after moves that would have been devestating to other men, but Hell's Bikers manage to maintain the advantage for several minutes, pounding away at Bass Rogers fiercely and cutting off his attempts at comebacks. Finally, Jack Norman decides to try to end the match, and goes for the Chokeslam, but Bass Rogers reaches out and paws him in the face with a massive fist, sending him staggering back... then charges forward and knocks the big man off his feet with a massive clothesline! Few people could knock Jack Norman down so forcefully with a clothesline, but Bass Rogers is one of them... and he tags in Dean Sanders!
Dean Sanders quickly takes Jack Norman down and begins working over his legs, trying to take away his offensive capability by keeping him on the mat. Jack Norman is a huge, powerful man, but he can't wrestle his way out of a sack of wet mice on the mat... he likes to keep his matches as close to street fighting conditions as the rules will allow, and is severely hampered by Dean Sanders taking him to the mat. Bass Rogers and David Wright Hubbard also take their turns assaulting Jack Norman, and David Wright Hubbard even goes for the submission with a scorpion deathlock... but Jack Norman manages to scramble to the ropes. Finally, Dean Sanders decides to try to go in for the kill with his Figure-Four Leglock... but Jack Norman sees it coming, and kicks him off, sending him head-first into the ringpost of his own corner, where Crimson quickly clobbers him as well. Jack Norman gets up and makes the tag to Crimson, and Dean Sanders appears to be in trouble.
Hell's Bikers isolate Dean Sanders in their corner, using their vastly superior size and power to maul him mercilessly. Dean Sanders fires back with stiff chops, punches, and kicks, at times even seeming as though he'll be able to hold his own against one of his much larger opponents... but they always manage to keep him isolated and make frequent tags, keeping the advantage. After a lengthy beating to Dean Sanders, once again Jack Norman looks for the Chokeslam... but this time, Dean Sanders lashes out and kicks him in the kneecap! He doubles over, and Dean Sanders gives him a few kneelifts for good measure, then puts him in a standing headscissors... POWER BOMB!! Unbelievably, Dean Sanders just hit Jack Norman with a power bomb... but that took a lot out of both men, and they're both down. Jack Norman tags in Crimson... but Dean Sanders tags in David Wright Hubbard!
The crowd erupts as Crimson and David Wright Hubbard charge in and meet in the middle of the ring, going toe-to-toe as they encounter each other for the first time since Wrestlewar. David Wright Hubbard's limping slightly, and his knee may still be in bad shape. Crimson gains the advantage, and whips David Wright Hubbard into the ropes... but David Wright Hubbard ducks a clothesline from Crimson, and nearly decapitates him with a huge lariat as he comes off the other side! Crimson's down, and Butch Manson charges in... but Bass Rogers cuts him off! Dean Sanders and Jack Norman also join the fray, and a six-man brawl erupts in the middle of the ring! With the other men fighting around them, David Wright Hubbard backs Crimson into a corner, then climbs up to the second turnbuckle and nails him with ten big right hands as the crowd counts along. Crimson staggers out of the corner... and David Wright Hubbard takes him down with a powerslam! He covers, but Crimson kicks out at two!
Stiff Competition, Jack Norman, and Butch Manson have all spilled out of the ring as they brawl with each other... and it looks like that brawl is heading backstage! They're fighting up the ramp, going towards the backstage area... and that just leaves Crimson and David Wright Hubbard, one-on-one, just like Wrestlewar! David Wright Hubbard pulls Crimson into a standing headscissors and goes for a power bomb... but Crimson backdrops his way out of it! He's too powerful, and still has too much stamina left! Crimson turns and immediately goes to work on David Wright Hubbard, pummelling him with his crushing power offense, letting all of his frustration at the outcome of their Wrestlewar III out on David Wright Hubbard. David Wright Hubbard's a big man, but he's giving away considerable size and power to Crimson, who's probably one of the most devestating, dangerous competitors in VCW.
With David Wright Hubbard reeling from his attacks, Crimson gives him a massive gutwrench suplex, then a kick to the head. He follows that up by pulling him up into a standing headscissors... is this... POWER BOMB!! Crimson just hit David Wright Hubbard with his devestating power bomb... but he's not going for the cover! He knows from experience that it'll take more than that to defeat David Wright Hubbard! He pulls him up and grabs his throat... but David Wright Hubbard grabs Crimson's wrist and pulls away, then counters with an armwringer and whips Crimson into the ropes! Crimson comes off the other side with a clothesline, and David Wright Hubbard ducks... then blasts him with a massive boot to the face when he comes off the other side! Crimson's down, but David Wright Hubbard may have blown out his knee further with that massive kick to the head!
He's not letting that bother him now, though... he's sucking up the pain, and making a comeback, attacking Crimson in a rage and beating the hell out of him. He slams Crimson down hard with a variety of slams and suplexes, then drills him with a pair of huge lariats and a power bomb... but like Crimson, he's not going for the cover! He knows it'll take more than this to beat Crimson... and he's going up to the top turnbuckle! Crimson gets up, still reeling from the power bomb... FLYING CROSS BODYPRESS!! That move won David Wright Hubbard the VCW World Title, and Bobcat McGavin goes down to count... TWO AND NINE-TENTHS!! Crimson just barely got a shoulder up in time! David Wright Hubbard hauls Crimson up and continues to pound on him, then whips him into the corner... but Crimson collides with Bobcat McGavin in the corner! Bobcat McGavin goes down, and Crimson staggers out... right into a kick to the midsection and a huge vertical suplex from David Wright Hubbard! But Randy Savage is coming back to the ring, despite being kicked out of the ring area... and he's got a wooden axe handle!! It's a pretty good bet where he got that from... he must have gone out and borrowed it from Tony Garcia!
David Wright Hubbard continues to assault Crimson, unaware of Randy Savage. He pulls him up, then measures him and bounces off the ropes... and Randy Savage hits him in the back with the wooden axe handle! David Wright Hubbard staggers forward... and Crimson wraps a hand around his throat!! CHOKESLAM!! Damn it, Crimson just Chokeslammed the VCW World Champion, and now he's covering him and hooking a leg! Bobcat McGavin starts to stir... don't let it end like this! Bobcat McGavin makes the count... and Crimson gets three! Crimson just pinned the VCW World Champion!!
Hell's
Bikers (Crimson, Jack Norman, and Butch Manson) defeated Stiff
Competition and David Wright Hubbard when Crimson pinned D.W.
Hubbard with the Chokeslam in 0:27:29.
Rating: ** 1/4
The bell sounds, and Crimson just won this match... but I don't think he's done just yet! He pauses briefly to gloat over his victory, then pulls David Wright Hubbard up again... and drills him with another Chokeslam! And now Randy Savage climbs to the top turnbuckle... Flying Elbowdrop!! David Wright Hubbard is getting the hell beaten out of him... but they're still not done! Crimson rips off David Wright Hubbard's kneebrace, and holds his injured right leg up... and Randy Savage picks up the wooden axe handle again, and starts beating the hell out of his knee with it! They're laying David Wright Hubbard to waste here!
Wait... someone's coming out of the backstage entrance... it's Melissa DelArmeggio! She's charging to the ring, and sliding inside... this is NOT a good idea! She wants to help David Wright Hubbard... but she's facing Crimson and Randy Savage, two-on-one! She charges in and nails Crimson with a dropkick, sending him staggering back... but now Randy Savage swings the axe handle at her... but Melissa ducks, and knocks him back into a corner with a savate kick! Crimson charges in, but Melissa nails him with a kick to the midsection, stopping him in his tracks, then kicks him in the groin! Crimson doubles over... but Randy Savage charges in with the axe handle again! He swings it... and Melissa ducks! Randy Savage hits Crimson with the wooden axe handle... and Melissa nails Randy Savage with a series of kicks to the midsection! He doubles over... and Melissa nails him with the Back Brain Kick!! And now Melissa picks up the axe handle!!
Randy Savage and Crimson roll out of the ring, but they're not done yet... they're just regrouping. Crimson circles around to one side of the ring, and Randy Savage moves to the other... and they're both sliding in at the same time! Melissa goes after Crimson, nailing him repeatedly with the wooden axe handle... but Randy Savage clobbers her with a forearm to the back, and it looks like Melissa's luck just ran out. Randy Savage pummels Melissa to the mat, then picks up the dropped axe handle and begins beating the hell out of her with it. Melissa's a motionless wreck on the mat now, but Randy Savage drags her into the middle of the ring, and goes up to the top turnbuckle... no, come on... FLYING ELBOWDROP!! Now David Wright Hubbard's starting to get up, but Crimson's up now as well, and he grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!!
Finally, the H.A.R.P. Squad is on their way out to break this up... but the damage may have been done. David Wright Hubbard and Melissa are both laid out on the mat, and even as the H.A.R.P. Squad forces Crimson and Randy Savage away so that trainers and medical crew can tend to Melissa and David Wright Hubbard, it seems as though they've completed their mission. Even without being there in person, the Black Plague has still managed to leave their enemies in unconscious heaps in the ring. Will David Wright Hubbard be in any condition to retaliate next week? Will he be in any condition to face Tony Garcia at the Big Fight!? We're out of time tonight... see you next week!
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