Waste-of-Time:
"Wasting My Time" by Jimmy Page is playing as the intro comes on. Once again, VCW fans, we're bringing you the least exciting pre-game show in professional sports, the Waste-of-Time! We're on location for Survival of the Fittest, live from the Cow Palace in California, and we have a great pay-per-view on hand tonight... but first, we have two piddly undercard matches and a bunch of hype packages to show you. But in the actual pay-per-view itself, we should see some great moments. The future of VCW will be decided on multiple levels here tonight, and if you haven't done so already, you have approximately one half-hour to contact your cable or satellite company and order Survival of the Fittest, live on pay-per-view!
One of the matches we're looking forward to the most is Lance Errington versus the Grave Digger. These two competitors have built up a near-homicidal level of bad blood between one another in a few short weeks. It all started innocently enough, as Lance Errington's agent, Derek Cole, offered Lance Errington's services as a tag team partner in a match against the Grave Digger and Bass Rogers.
From VCW 130:
J. Applebee: No, Jack Norman's already booked tonight. So's Butch Manson. They're putting the VCW World Tag Team Titles on the line against Lars Coverdale and Paul Canyon.
Crimson: Fine. Fuck it. I'll take both those motherfuckers on singlehandedly. I don't need no damn tag team partner--
Derek Cole takes a confident step towards Crimson and gives him his winning smile.
D. Cole: Are you sure about that, big man? Because tonight could be your lucky night. I may just have a deal for you.
Crimson: I got a deal for you, pretty boy. Get the fuck out of my face and I won't beat the shit outta you. How's that for a deal?
D. Cole: I may just take you up on that in a second... but first, listen to this. I've got a perfect partner for you tonight... Lance Errington. I'm his agent, Derek Cole, and on behalf of Lance, I'd like to offer his services in this match.
Crimson: Lance Errington, huh? Yeah, I know him. Gave him a pipe wrench to take out David Wright Hubbard's knee about a year ago. I was on his team when he went apeshit on Falcon at Gang Wars. He wants to be my partner?
D. Cole: I assure you that he does.
Crimson: Then I think you DO have a deal.
The match was made, and Lance Errington held up his end of the bargain very well; in fact, it would be hard to say that he wasn't instrumental in Crimson's victory over the Grave Digger that night.
From VCW 130:
The Grave Digger points down at Crimson and draws his thumb across his throat, then starts to pull him up by the hair... but Derek Cole has Linda Peterson distracted, and Lance Errington climbs to the top turnbuckle with the ring bell! He comes off... and NAILS the Grave Digger in the back of the head with it! The Grave Digger buckles to his knees... and Crimson gets to his feet, then grabs his throat... CHOKESLAM!! Crimson just Chokeslammed the Digger again, and he goes for the cover, with his feet on the ropes! Linda Peterson turns around and sees the cover, but not the feet on the ropes, and counts to three!! Damn it, Crimson just beat the Grave Digger again!!
The Grave Digger, understandably, was furious about this. But he had an opportunity for vengance next week. He was scheduled to face Lance Errington in the first round of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. He made no secret of his intentions in that match, but Lance Errington and his agent, Derek Cole, had plans of their own.
From VCW 131:
G. Digger: At Blood and Thunder, I was robbed of the VCW World Title, just as I was robbed of the SMCW Triple Crown World Title a long time ago. Crimson couldn't defeat me without some help from his henchmen and a shovel. And when he defeated me last week, he had help again... this time, from Lance Errington and the ring bell. Tonight... I avenge myself against Lance Errington. But that's simply the first step... for I will win the Survival of the Fittest Tournament, and at Wrestlewar, justice will be served, and the original wrong of Blood and Thunder will be righted.
The crowd cheers loudly. The Grave Digger was a one-man line of defense against the underhanded scheming of some of VCW's most villainous characters, and he may be just the man to bring Crimson down in a rematch.
G. Digger: It may not be easy. I'm not facing an over-the-hill has-been with a crippled neck and a shmuck in red facepaint. We're talking about one of the most devious minds in VCW in Lance Errington, and one of the most dangerous men in the world in Crimson. But at Blood and Thunder, before I was robbed of the title, I could feel Crimson's near-limitless strength fading. I could hear the Reaper calling for him. I--
Hold on... "Bad To The Bone" by George Thorogood just kicked on... what's this? A man steps out of the backstage entrance, wearing a Lance Errington T-shirt and black denim pants... Derek Cole!? What the hell is HE doing out here? We know he's Lance Errington's agent... could he be out to respond to what the Grave Digger has said? He has a microphone...
D. Cole: Hold it right there, big guy. The 1997 Undertaker routine isn't working anymore. You're overlooking something very important, and that something is none other than the future of this business, the best VCW has to offer, Lance Errington. You're talking about winning the Survival of the Fittest Tournament... you'll be lucky to win the first round. You're not going to win anything. You know it, too. When you were VCW World Champion... where was Lance Errington's title shot? You look big, and you talk big... but how do you explain how you systematically ducked Lance Errington?
The Grave Digger frowns and steps to the edge of the ring, staring down the ramp at Derek Cole.
G. Digger: Let me ask you one question about Lance Errington, since you're his agent. Does he pay you enough to cover your funeral expenses?
Derek Cole flashes a cocky smile at the Grave Digger, though he does take one step back.
D. Cole: Very funny. But you don't need to worry about that. I've been in martial arts for eleven years, Digger. I have a third-degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do. I've extensively studied Akido, and even done a little underground Thai kickboxing here and there. I'm sure you've seen all those UFC shows where some big redneck thinks he can fight professional martial artists, and ends up wallowing in his own blood as he frantically taps out... that's you, Digger. You think you can threaten me, you big dummy? My hands and feet are registered lethal weapons. I DARE you to come down here and try to take me.
Oh GOD... does this guy have a death wish!? He's probably around a hundred and sixty to a hundred and seventy pounds, and he's challenging the fucking GRAVE DIGGER!? And the Digger steps out over the top rope and starts charging down the aisle, to a thunderous roar of cheers from the crowd! Derek Cole keeps that cocky smirk on his face, but he's slowly backpedalling, extending his lifespan by a second or two... and the Grave Digger catches him next to the curtain!
Derek Cole lashes out and kicks the Grave Digger in the ribs, but it doesn't phase him! The Grave Digger grabs him by the throat... and Derek Cole grabs his wrist and strikes his elbow joint with the edge of his other hand! That technique is supposed to reliably break an attacker's arm... but the Grave Digger didn't even register it! He lifts Derek Cole by the throat... BUT GETS HIT IN THE HEAD WITH A WRENCH!! The Grave Digger drops Derek Cole and slumps to his knees, and Lance Errington steps out from behind the backstage curtain, wielding a pipe wrench, and draws back and nails the Grave Digger in the head with the wrench again! The Grave Digger goes down on the platform at the top of the ramp... and Lance Errington grabs his legs, then steps through and turns him over... SCORPION DEATHLOCK!!
The crowd boos loudly, but Lance Errington just snarls and leans into the Scorpion Deathlock! Derek Cole is still smiling... this was planned all along! He knew that he had nothing to fear, because Lance Errington was waiting around the corner with a weapon! Derek Cole kneels down beside the Grave Digger, mocking him, but he's facedown on the ramp, bleeding profusely from an opened wound in his forehead! The crowd continues to boo as Lance Errington cranks back on the hold, and a chant of "DIGGER!" starts, but he's not moving! BUT WAIT!! His head just shot up and fixed Derek Cole with a blood-covered, murderous stare, and he plants his hands on the floor and starts pushing up! He pushes his way out of the Scorpion Deathlock, and turns and grabs Lance Errington by the throat as they get up... but Derek Cole kicks him between the legs from behind! The Grave Digger doubles over, and Lance Errington grabs the pipe wrench again and NAILS him with it! The Grave Digger goes down! Lance Errington waits on him, baiting him to get up again... and when he does, he nails him with the wrench again! Come on, this isn't right! It's two-on-one, AND they have a deadly weapon, too! Not even the Grave Digger can stand up to this!
Lance Errington straddles the Grave Digger and starts raining a series of right hands down on his blood-covered face, as Derek Cole cheers him on and the crowd continues booing... and finally, here comes the H.A.R.P. Squad! They surround Lance Errington and restrain him, ignoring the protests of Derek Cole, then begin forcefully escorting both men backstage. The Grave Digger is still laid out at the top of the ramp, and here comes a team of medics. Can anyone imagine the day when the Grave Digger would leave the arena on a stretcher? What does this do to the match that was scheduled tonight? The medics begin trying to move the Grave Digger onto the stretcher... AND THE GRAVE DIGGER SITS UP!! The medics try to hold him down for his own good, and he rises up forcefully, throwing several of them off to the side, and begins stalking backstage with a murderous gleam in his eyes. No doubt, he wants to destroy Lance Errington after what we've just seen... we may need a real grave digger after tonight, because the Grave Digger may just murder Lance Errington!
Indeed, both Lance Errington and the Grave Digger attacked one another in ways that put their adversary's life in peril. Their match ended in a double countout, but the ending moments, and what happened afterward, were pure carnage, and it's a miracle that either man is able to compete today.
From VCW 131:
Lance Errington turns and orders Derek Cole to take up the mats on the outside of the ring, then hooks the Grave Digger in a standing headscissors... no, he's crazy!! He falls back... PILEDRIVER ON THE CONCRETE!! And that was from the top of the table!! The Grave Digger's down, and he's not moving... but Lance Errington's slow to get up as well! Derek Cole tries to help Lance Errington up and into the ring as Bobcat McGavin's count grows high, but after the Grave Digger's offense and his own share of impact from that killer piledriver, he doesn't seem to be in any condition to stand... and this one's going to be a double countout. They're BOTH eliminated from the tournament now! Troy Black gets a bye to the semi-finals!
Neither man is moving... and here come some medics with stretchers for both of them. That was the damndest thing we've seen all night, and this on a night that features a woman trying to seduce her own brother and a free-for-all in the city sewers. A nearly four hundred pound man just took a piledriver off of a table that was three or four feet high, onto unprotected concrete... he could be hurt very, VERY badly. Troy Black took a similar bump off of the table in his match, but he didn't have three hundred and eight pounds landing on his head.
Lance Errington's a little worse for wear himself, and now both men are being loaded onto stretchers and hauled away. The stretchers are going up the ramp... but the Grave Digger sits up!! WHAT THE HELL!? He just sat up, breaking the restraints that held him onto the stretcher like they were tissue paper, and now he climbs off and grabs Lance Errington, ripping him off of his stretcher with similar ease! He climbs up on Lance Errington's stretcher and lifts him... BURIAL THROUGH THE STRETCHER!! The stretcher folds into a "V" shape under that abuse, and Lance Errington crumples to a lifeless husk on the mat! The crowd cheers, and the medics scatter away as the Grave Digger glares down at Lance Errington, then stalks backstage!!
In the next week's show, the Grave Digger had a match with Troy Black, but Lance Errington was nowhere to be found. The Grave Digger hadn't forgotten about him, however.
From VCW 132:
Z. Adderloaf: ...Now, Digger... we know that Troy Black's not the only thing on your mind. We know you still want to deal with Crimson and Lance Errington... do you have anything to say regarding those two men?
G. Digger: First of all... Crimson. He may have stolen my title at Blood and Thunder, and evaded me for the moment, but his time of reckoning will come soon. Very soon. As for Lance Errington... he has done something that he will find to be very unfortunate... he has awakened my inner fury. You saw what happened to him last week, and as a result he's still in the hospital tonight. But that was merely the beginning, and at Survival of the Fittest, I'd like to bring it to a final and definite end. Lance Errington... when you return from the hospital, if you do not fear to confront your own mortality... I challenge you to face me again at Survival of the Fittest. You will be brought to your final resting place at Survival of the Fittest... because you are not the fittest of the two of us... and therefore, you will not survive.
The Grave Digger's face is overcome with a blank, animalistic stare, and Ziggy Adderloaf seems visibly shaken, taking several steps back.
Perhaps a lesser man would have backed off after taking the punishment Lance Errington did and hearing the Grave Digger's challenge. But Lance Errington returned the following week, and made it clear that he had no intentions of backing down...
From VCW 133:
Lance Errington and Chris Champlain are standing backstage, dressed to wrestle, as Derek Cole stands with them, wearing a black leather jacket, an old Golden Society T-shirt, and a pair of black denim pants.
D. Cole: Lance, can you believe it? Really, now... can you? The Grave Digger, that big seven-foot IDIOT, challenged you to a match. He must be a glutton for punishment... but if that's his problem, I know you've got enough to satisfy his appetite.
L. Errington: You're right. Everyone takes one look at this set-up and says, "What's Lance Errington thinking, he's gonna get killed!" ... They think I'm some midcard wrestler with an ego. They didn't start watching until after Spontaneous Combustion last year, and they never saw me beat the best that VCW has to offer. They didn't see all the times when I came within an eyelash of winning the VCW World Title, only to get screwed each time. Contrary to popular belief, I beat Gabriel Black more times than he beat me, and I beat Falcon more times than he beat me, and THAT is God's honest truth. For some reason, the matches I win don't make the highlight reels, and everyone up at the top of the VCW just thought they could forget about Lance Errington. The Grave Digger forgot, all right... he forgot to give me a title shot back when he had the belt, in the midst of the two or three dozen shots he gave Tony Garcia. But now, after what I did to him two weeks ago... I think I jogged his memory.
D. Cole: You're absolutely right. Like everyone else, he just can't read between the lines of the history books and find out who the real backbone of VCW is. When you take away all the prima donnas, the overrated rookies, the washed-up nobodies, the pantywaists who sit out for six months every time they stub their foot on a rock, and the crybabies who couldn't cut it in VCW... what's left is you. Always near the top of the card, always being held down by the people right above you. YOU, Lance, are the VCW FRANCHISE.
But despite that confident talk, when push came to shove in the ensuing match, Lance Errington wanted no part of the Grave Digger...
From VCW 133:
...and then the Grave Digger picks up Chris Champlain and grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!! Chris Champlain is a broken husk on the canvas, and the Grave Digger picks him up and drags him to his corner, telling Lance Errington to tag himself in! Lance Errington shakes his head "no" and steps off of the apron, backing away... and with a disgusted glare, the Grave Digger lifts Chris Champlain up... BURIAL!! He covers, and gets three!!
Lance Errington and Derek Cole are retreating up the aisle, leaving Chris Champlain's fallen carcass in the ring along with the Grave Digger and Russel "The Muscle" Taylor, and the Grave Digger ignores Brendan Powers's attempt to raise his hand as he stares after them. He won this match, but he didn't do what he wanted to do, and that is bury Lance Errington in the middle of the ring.
Perhaps to earn a break from the chaos that would erupt from another likely confrontation between the Grave Digger and Lance Errington, neither man was booked the following week. But six days ago, they were once again on the card, and Lance Errington struck at the Grave Digger with a little timely assistance from Gabriel Black, who had his own agenda that night...
From VCW 135:
Gabriel Black runs up the ramp, with the Grave Digger after him, and reaches the backstage entrance, but he trips over an electrical cable in front of it! He gets up, but the Grave Digger catches up to him and grabs him by the hair!! The crowd cheers loudly as Gabriel Black begs for mercy... but someone steps out behind the Grave Digger!! LANCE ERRINGTON!! And he's carrying a pipe wrench! The Grave Digger lifts Gabriel Black by the throat... and Lance Errington clobbers him in the back of the head with the wrench! The Grave Digger slumps forward, and Lance Errington takes a second swing at his head, knocking him flat to the floor!! Gabriel Black smiles gratefully at Lance Errington, and the two men begin stomping away at the Grave Digger, as the crowd boos!
Oddly enough, it was Troy Black and Brujah who came to the Grave Digger's aid there, but we know for a fact the Grave Digger has not forgotten the repeated sneak attacks of Lance Errington. Tonight, he'll meet him one-on-one, in a singles match, and maybe we'll see this issue settled. One of the most devious, talented minds in the wrestling industry will collide with one of the most unstoppable forces, and it's hard saying who will come out on top.
Right now, we're going to break for a match! "Halfway Decent" by Audio Karate kicks on over the arena sound system, and the crowd gives an uncertain, mixed response as "Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon comes out of the backstage entrance, dressed to wrestle. She looks happy and enthusiastic to be here, but under that there's a hint of nervousness, and rightly so; she's on the chopping block here, and this match decides her VCW future. She threw a tantrum, crying and screaming and literally wetting her pants, to get this match in the first place, and now if she fails she'll be out of a job, no questions asked. She enters the ring and poses for the crowd, which gives another mixed response, then turns to face the entranceway for her opponent.
Now "Calling Dr. Love" by KISS begins playing, and here comes Nurse Vivacia, along with "Doctor" Dave Adams! She's dressed in a one-piece white spandex suit with a red cross on the rear and the "rod with two serpents coiled around it" symbol of medicine down the front. She walks to the ring, conferring with Dave Adams and looking at Heather Dannon as if sizing her up, and they enter the ring. And now "Doctor" Dave Adams grabs a microphone... what's this all about? He's not even booked to wrestle tonight...
D. Adams: Before this match gets underway, I want to say one thing. As it turns out, the good Doctor is not booked on this VCW show tonight...
The crowd cheers for that... not many of them really want to see him. And if he's not booked, why's he here? He smiles and acknowledges the cheers, evidently misunderstanding their purpose, then goes on.
D. Adams: And since I'm not booked, I've got a little time for the ladies. And the gist of what I'm saying is that--
Hold it, Heather Dannon just grabbed a microphone of her own! She steps forward and interrupts Dave Adams...
H. Dannon: Hi. Sorry about interrupting you. But I just figured I'd tell you, I know what you're gonna say. You're gonna say that if I throw this match to Nurse Vivacia, you'll have sex with me later on tonight. And I want to make it clear that I mean NO offense by this, but I'm gonna have to turn you down. See, this is really important, because if I don't win this match, I'm gonna get fired, and--
D. Adams: Shut up, wench.
Heather Dannon steps back, shocked, as Dave Adams sneers at her.
D. Adams: I don't NEED to make an indecent proposal to you for Nurse Vivacia to kick your rookie ass, kid. And furthermore, while the Doctor IS gonna make a few appointments tonight, they're gonna be with the most brilliant, buxom beauties I can find, not some plain-Jane hosebag who's jerking the curtain for Vivacia tonight.
Now ladies, as I was saying, I'm headed back to the hotel after I watch Nurse Vivacia win this match, and I'm inviting all of you to come up to my room, take a number, and get in line, because the Doctor's office is open for business ALL NIGHT LONG.
"Doctor" Dave Adams throws aside the microphone, and Nurse Vivacia rushes forward and locks up with Heather Dannon, as VCW referee Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin this match!
Nurse Vivacia
w/Dave Adams
vs.
"Halfway Decent" Heather Dannon
Heather Dannon grabs a headlock out of the lockup, then wrestles Nurse Vivacia to the mat with a headlock takedown, beaming proudly as she keeps the headlock applied. Wrestling never was Nurse Vivacia's strong suit; even when she was a full-time active wrestler in Northern California Xtreme Championship Wrestling, her tactics tended more towards brawling. And she goes back to that now, breaking the headlock by pulling Heather Dannon's hair, then scrambling to her feet! Heather Dannon throws a punch, but Nurse Vivacia blocks, then hits Heather Dannon with a few punches of her own and whips her into the ropes! Heather Dannon comes off the other side, but ducks under a clothesline from Nurse Vivacia, then runs into the ropes on the other side and comes off with a high cross body! Nurse Vivacia goes down under Heather Dannon, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two! Heather Dannon was one second away from keeping her job!
Heather Dannon pulls Nurse Vivacia up again and hooks her arms, then tosses her to the mat with a double underhook suplex! Nurse Vivacia hits hard, and Heather Dannon grabs her legs, then turns her over into a Boston crab! She leans back on the Boston crab and smiles, yelling, "RING THE BELL! IT'S OVER!!" ... but Brendan Powers, rather than calling for the bell, goes down to ask Nurse Vivacia if she's ready to submit. A much more appropriate response, all things considered. Nurse Vivacia struggles, but Heather Dannon neglected to pull her to the middle of the ring before applying the move, and as a result it's a relatively short crawl to the ropes. Nurse Vivacia crawls hand over hand slowly, fighting through the pain, and makes it after several seconds. Heather Dannon's rookie mistake of not paying attention to ring positioning may have cost her.
Heather Dannon releases the Boston crab, and now Nurse Vivacia's getting up. Heather Dannon tries to scoop her up for a bodyslam, but Nurse Vivacia squirms and slides out behind her, then grabs her from behind and gives her an atomic drop! Heather Dannon immediately oversells the move, clutching at her posterior and hopping up and down as she yells out in pain. She turns around, and Nurse Vivacia doubles her over with a kick to the groin, then hooks her head... DDT!! That might be all! Nurse Vivacia goes down to cover Heather Dannon, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half! Heather Dannon simply hasn't taken enough punishment yet in this match to be beaten.
Nurse Vivacia scowls at Heather Dannon, then lifts her and puts her on the top turnbuckle. She climbs up with her, looking for a top-rope Frankensteiner that she calls Medical Attention, and if she hits Heather with this, it could be over. She's up in position, preparing to leap... and Heather shoves her off! Nurse Vivacia falls off of the top turnbuckle to the mat! She begins getting back up, but Heather Dannon steadies herself on the top turnbuckle, then leaps off... FLYING CROSS BODYPRESS!! Nurse Vivacia goes down under her, and Heather Dannon hooks the leg... but Dave Adams just jumped up on the apron, and he has Brendan Powers distracted! Nurse Vivacia kicks and squirms under Heather Dannon for a few seconds, and now finally Brendan Powers turns around... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by Nurse Vivacia! But she had at least two or three more seconds in the pin before Brendan Powers turned around! Heather Dannon had this match won!
Heather Dannon gets up and starts yelling at Brendan Powers, asking him what he was doing. Her anger is justified, but it's not going to change his call just now, and she doesn't seem to realize that. She's nagging him about it, but she's also taking her eyes off of Nurse Vivacia. Nurse Vivacia gets to her feet, sneaks up behind Heather Dannon, and grabs her hair, then pulls her into position and brings her down with a reverse neckbreaker! Brendan Powers steps forward, asking Nurse Vivacia if what Heather Dannon said is true... and Nurse Vivacia changes the subject rather abruptly by grabbing Brendan Powers's hand and guiding it to one of her breasts! He smiles and blushes goofily, and she reaches down, grabbing his crotch through his pants! Meanwhile, Heather Dannon's up and looking mad... but Dave Adams slides into the ring behind her! Dave Adams grabs Heather Dannon by the shoulder and whirls her around... DOCTOR'S ORDERS!! He just laid Heather Dannon out, and Brendan Powers didn't see a damn thing! Nurse Vivacia finally pulls away from him, then goes down to cover Heather Dannon. Her career's at stake, and this really isn't right, but Brendan Powers will count anyway... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Nurse Vivacia wins this match, and Heather Dannon is... well, no longer gainfully employed by VCW.
Nurse
Vivacia pinned Heather Dannon after outside interference in
0:04:30.
Rating: DUD
Nurse Vivacia rolls out of the ring and joins "Doctor" Dave Adams on the outside, and now the two are heading backstage, as the crowd boos. Heather Dannon is getting up in the ring, and she looks utterly mortified. She grabs Brendan Powers and shakes him frantically as she says something to him, trying to tell him that Dave Adams screwed her out of the victory tonight, but Brendan Powers didn't see the interference, and he's going to let the call stand. But Heather Dannon's not leaving it alone; she continues yelling at Brendan Powers desperately, trying to convince him to change the call or restart the match!
Brendan Powers tries to brush her off, but Heather Dannon grabs him and refuses to let him leave the ring! He shoves her away, but then she grabs one of his legs and wraps her own arms and legs around it, clinging to him and refusing to let go! He tries to shake her loose, but she's refusing to let go! He tries to walk away in spite of her, but she weighs over a hundred and forty pounds, and he can barely budge with that kind of weight on one of his legs. Finally, he pulls her off by the hair, then turns to her in frustration and demands that she get out of the ring and go backstage. But Heather Dannon just yells "NO!! I'M NOT LEAVING!!" and sits down cross-legged in the ring, refusing to move!
This is just pathetic. Brendan Powers repeats his order for Heather Dannon to leave, and she shakes her head, then folds her arms over her chest. She's not going to leave! This shows a big lack of class; yes, she did get screwed in the previous match, but she was only awarded that opportunity because she made a nuisance of herself to VCW officials and they wanted to shut her up. Brendan Powers tries to pick Heather Dannon up and carry her out of the ring, but she just shoves him away and returns to her seated position in the middle of the ring. The crowd boos, and it looks like we'll need someone to physically remove her from the ring. This is really a shame, first that Heather Dannon would be screwed out of her job like this, but even moreso that she's showing this degree of unprofessional behavior after losing the match.
But wait, someone's coming out of the backstage entrance. It's Pauline Vietjohn! She's Heather Dannon's fellow VCW Power Plant graduate, and now, as per the stipulations of this match, her replacement on the VCW roster. She walks to the ring, her face bearing a concerned expression, and slides inside, then begins speaking to Heather. It looks like she's trying to reason with her. Heather looks up at her, listening to what she says, and Pauline steps forward, still speaking. She extends a hand to Heather Dannon, who slowly reaches out, takes it, and stands up, looking eye to eye with Pauline Vietjohn.
It looks like Pauline Vietjohn has made Heather Dannon see the reasonable course of action... or maybe not, because Heather suddenly explodes into a rage, hammering Pauline Vietjohn with a series of right hands! Heather Dannon backs Pauline Vietjohn into a corner and continues to pound on her there, but then Brendan Powers comes up from behind Heather Dannon. He scoops her up and throws her over his shoulder, then steps out of the ring and begins walking backstage with her. Heather Dannon is kicking and screaming and pounding on Brendan Powers's back uselessly, but he ignores that and carries her backstage. This, we can safely assume, marks the end of the last time we'll see Heather Dannon in a VCW wrestling ring. Pauline Vietjohn gets up in the ring, staring after her with concern and dismay as she touches her face. She's not happy about what just happened either, but it's over now.
With that match behind us, we're going to take a look at one of the main features of this pay-per-view: the Survival of the Fittest tournament itself. This has always been an important event, because of the tradition that dictates that the winner will move on to Wrestlewar to get a shot at the VCW World Champion, whoever that may be. The first time we saw the Survival of the Fittest tournament, Troy Black met Falcon in a classic match in the final round.
From Survival of the Fittest '99 (new remastered footage):
Falcon reverses a whip to the ropes, and Troy Black goes into the ropes, comes off, and ducks a clothesline from Falcon! Falcon turns around as Troy Black comes off the other side, just in time for Troy to take flight and bring him down with a big leaping clothesline! Falcon's down, and Troy Black steps out to the apron and starts going up to the top turnbuckle. Falcon gets up, and Troy leaps from the top... FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! No, Falcon pivots suddenly, and KNOCKS HIM OUT OF THE AIR WITH THE SUPERKICK!! The crowd roars in a loud mixture of cheers and boos, and Falcon lets himself collapse onto Troy Black's motionless form! Linda Peterson counts, and this should be academic... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... SHOULDER UP!! Unbelievable!! Troy Black just threw a shoulder up at two and nine-tenths!
Falcon gets up, his battered, sweaty face wearing a wide-eyed expression of shock as he looks at Linda Peterson, who holds up two fingers to indicate that that was, in fact, only a two-count. He turns back to Troy Black... AND TROY SITS UP!! Falcon stares at him in disbelief as he gets up, but then nails him with a kick to the midsection, then hooks him for a double arm DDT... he's trying to hit Troy Black with his own move! But Troy Black backdrops out of it! Falcon lands hard on his back, then slowly starts to get up, but Troy Black's waiting on him! Troy Black measures Falcon... SUPERKICK!! No, Falcon catches his foot! He spins Troy Black by the foot, throwing him off-balance, and tries to drop him with a big right hand, but Troy Black throws a hand up to block, as his other fist darts forward for a throat jab!! Falcon staggers backwards and slumps in a corner, clutching his throat, then stumbles out... into a kick to the midsection! And now Troy Black hooks his arms... DOUBLE ARM DDT!! Falcon's down, and Troy Black steps out to the apron and climbs slowly to the top turnbuckle. He raises a fist high in the air, as the crowd cheers, then leaps off... BLACK DAGGER!! He drove his fist RIGHT into Falcon's throat, and Falcon convulses violently on the mat for a second, then goes limp as Troy Black hooks his leg for the cover! Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! The crowd erupts into cheers!! It's over!! TROY BLACK IS GOING TO WRESTLEWAR II!!!
While it may seem strange now to hear the VCW crowds cheering for Troy Black, the fact is that his victory was a widely-supported one, as everyone wanted to see him go to Wrestlewar II and face his brother, Gabriel Black, one-on-one for the first time. The next year's Survival of the Fittest Tournament was won by David Wright Hubbard, whose run at gold at Wrestlewar was somewhat more controversial. He was viewed by many fans as an unworthy challenger to the VCW World Title at such a prestigious event. But you have to give him credit... he did win the Survival of the Fittest Tournament in convincing fashion against the legendary "Macho Man" Randy Savage.
From Survival of the Fittest 2000 (remastered footage):
Randy Savage steps out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle as David Wright Hubbard gets to his feet, then leaps off... FLYING AXHANDLE!! David Wright Hubbard goes down hard, and Randy Savage may have it... but he's not going for the pin! He pulls David Wright Hubbard into a standing headscissors and lifts... PILEDRIVER!! That might do it as well... but he's STILL not going for the pin! He points up at the ceiling, and the crowd boos, but several of them come to their feet as he steps out to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle! He points to the ceiling again with both hands raised over his head, then leaps off... FLYING ELBOWDROP!! That's gonna be all! He covers David Wright Hubbard and hooks a leg, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... KICKOUT!! The crowd explodes into cheers! My God, somehow, David Wright Hubbard kicked out after the Flying Elbowdrop!
Randy Savage angrily whirls on Jerry Rogers and begins arguing the call, but that's not going to change it... and David Wright Hubbard's somehow starting to get up! Randy Savage draws back, measures him, and drops him with a huge right hand to the side of the head. Now he's going to the top again, and he comes off with another flying axhandle... but this time, David Wright Hubbard side-steps and belts him with a fist to the stomach! The Macho Man doubles over, and David Wright Hubbard quickly grabs him, then whips him to the ropes! Savage comes off... and nearly gets decapitated by a kick to the head! David Wright Hubbard runs forward and leaps on him with a splash, then hooks the leg. Jerry Rogers goes to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half!!
The Macho Man's not done yet by any stretch of the imagination, but David Wright Hubbard whips him into the ropes again. He comes off... INTO A LARIAT!! That might do it!! David Wright Hubbard covers again... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half!! Damn, he's tough! David Wright Hubbard pulls Randy Savage up into a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB!! Could that do it! He covers, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half again! What will it take!? David Wright Hubbard lifts the Macho Man again, then tosses him back with a fallaway slam! But instead of going for the cover, this time he pulls him up and grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!! That could do it!! David Wright Hubbard goes for the cover again... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... KICKOUT!! How does he keep surviving these moves!?
David Wright Hubbard looks like he can barely believe it, but he pulls the Macho Man into another standing headscissors. He lifts him, and takes a few feet of a running start... RUNNING POWER BOMB!! That's it!! That HAS to be it!! David Wright Hubbard goes for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!! Damn it, what will it take!? What could possibly keep Randy Savage down!? David Wright Hubbard has one big gun left in his arsenal, and he may be ready to unleash that! He bodyslams Randy Savage down, then begins climbing to the top turnbuckle. The Macho Man gets up, staggering from the insane levels of abuse he's taken, and David Wright Hubbard takes flight, as the crowd comes to its feet... FLYING CROSS BODYPRESS!! He hit it! Randy Savage goes down under David Wright Hubbard, and Hubbard hooks the leg... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! David Wright Hubbard wins!! He'll go on to face Troy Black, Tony Garcia, or whoever the VCW World Champion may be at Wrestlewar III, and he's earned that right tonight with one HELL of a victory over "Macho Man" Randy Savage!!
So it has been in the past. Tonight, Troy Black will have the chance to repeat his 1999 performance and earn another coveted title shot at Wrestlewar IV, while Johnny Smiles, "The California Crippler" Ken Collins, and Julian Page all have a shot at superstardom by earning their way into the Wrestlewar IV main event. Let's take a look at how these four men got to where they are right now in the tournament...
From VCW 130:
Ken Collins glares at Brian Rivera, then lifts him up... SHOULDERBREAKER! He smartly brought him down on his strong knee for that move, and now he's slapping on the California Crossface! Brian Rivera surely can't hold out long... but Stormy Weathers reaches into the ring, grabs Ken Collins by the ankle, and pulls, breaking the hold! Ken Collins gets up and whirls angrily on Stormy Weathers, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him up on the apron, then sending him flying off to crash against the guardrail with a punch, which gets a huge pop from the crowd! But Brian Rivera's up when Ken Collins turns around... and he gives him a kick to the midsection, then takes him down in a small package! Brendan Powers counts... and gets two, before Ken Collins reverses the small package, and gets three!! Ken Collins wins!
From VCW 131:
Troy Black's slow to get up, and Tommy Hustle's actually first to his feet... but Troy Black blocks a punch, then kicks him in the midsection and hooks him for the double arm DDT... no, Tommy Hustle shoves him back! Troy Black charges, but Tommy Hustle ducks a spin kick, and Troy Black collapses rather awkwardly into the turnbuckles! He staggers back... INTO THE BACKDROP DRIVER!! Tommy Hustle just dropped Troy Black right on his head!! He gets up, and with a broad smile he gestures to Troy Black and makes a flat line with his hands to the cheering crowd... BUT TROY BLACK SITS UP!! Tommy Hustle hears the crowd's overwhelming drone of boos, and turns around... and his eyes go wide as he sees Troy Black staring back at him! A look of pure terror crosses his bloody face as he audibly yells, "OH, DAAYYMN!!" and starts to back up... KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!! Tommy Hustle doubles over... DOUBLE ARM DDT!! And Troy Black goes up... BLACK DAGGER!! He goes for the cover, Jerry Rogers counts... and it's OVER!!
From VCW 132:
David Wright Hubbard lifts Johnny Smiles for a crucifix power bomb... but Johnny struggles and slips out behind him! David Wright Hubbard turns around... into a superkick! But no, he ducks, and Johnny Smiles clips Jerry Rogers by accident! He looks down and says "oops", but when he looks back up, David Wright Hubbard nearly tears his head off with a lariat!! Johnny's down, and David Wright Hubbard pulls himself back to his feet, then motions for Michelle Hubbard to quickly grab a chair and come into the ring! She grabs a chair, as David Wright Hubbard pulls Johnny up in a full nelson... but someone's coming from backstage! LARS!!
The crowd explodes into cheers, even as Michelle Hubbard slides into the ring with the chair... but Lars Coverdale grabs her by the ankles and pulls her out of the ring! He snatches the chair from her, sets it up on the floor, then sits down on it, pulls her onto his lap, and plants a passionate kiss on her in one fluid motion, as David Wright Hubbard stares in shock! Jerry Rogers starts to get up... but first, Johnny Smiles brings a foot up behind himself, kicking David Wright Hubbard in the crotch! David Wright Hubbard releases Johnny's arms and doubles over... and Johnny dives into a forward roll, tucking his legs under Hubbard's armpits to bring him down in a rolling forward cradle! Johnny hooks Hubbard's legs under his arms and grabs a double handful of tights, and Jerry Rogers counts... AND GETS THREE!! Johnny wins!!
From VCW 133:
Julian Page gets up on the apron, then climbs to the top turnbuckle... but he's moving a little slowly himself, because Paul Canyon gets up to meet him! He grabs Julian Page at the top, and Julian Page frantically shakes his head "no"... but Paul Canyon press slams him off the top turnbuckle anyway! Julian Page crashes to the mat and howls in pain, but Paul Canyon winces and clutches his left leg in pain as Julian Page gets up! Seeing his chance, Julian Page rushes forward with a clothesline, but Paul Canyon ducks and hooks his arm as he wraps around behind him, then hooks the other arm for a full nelson and lifts... DRAGON SUPLEX!! But Paul Canyon's knee's not strong enough to attempt a bridge, so he releases it! Instead, he's going up to the top turnbuckle... Julian Page is down, and he comes off... MAGIC CARPET RIDE!! He hit it!! But Paul Canyon rolls to the side, clutching his left knee... it hurt him to come off the top like that! After a few seconds, he rolls over onto Julian Page... but the delay was crucial, and he gets only two and nine-tenths!
Weary and in pain, Paul Canyon pulls Julian Page up into a front chancery and goes for a vertical suplex... but his leg wobbles and he falters, going to one knee and allowing Julian Page to slip out behind him! Paul Canyon turns around... and gets kicked square in the kneecap! He doubles over, clutching his left leg in pain, and Julian Page pulls him into a standing headscissors and hooks his arms... SWAN SONG!! That could do it! The crowd's booing loudly, and both men go down on the mat... but Julian Page is getting up first, wiping his sweaty hair out of his face! But he doesn't go for the pin... he grabs Paul Canyon's legs and applies a figure-four leglock!! Paul Canyon's struggling, trying first to reach the ropes, then as that fails trying to turn the hold over... but after about twenty seconds, he can't seem to take anymore, and he submits!! Julian Page wins!
From VCW 134:
Linda Peterson stupidly turns her attention to the women fighting on the outside, so Jacob Idol rolls out of the ring, and grabs the VCW Intercontinental Title belt and slides into the ring with it! Ken Collins is starting to get up... and Jacob Idol rushes him and nearly takes his head clean off with a shot from the title belt!! Ken Collins is busted wide open, and Jacob Idol chucks the belt aside, rolls his right shoulder, and hooks Ken Collins's leg for the pin... and he has it, but Linda Peterson is still trying to stop Stacey Lockman and Jasmina Chastity from fighting! Stacey Lockman finally pulls Jasmina Chastity's skirt off, revealing a skimpy black thong underneath, and Jasmina Chastity screams in humiliation and runs backstage! Meanwhile, Jacob Idol has Linda Peterson's attention again, and she's asking him why Ken Collins's forehead is busted open... so Jacob Idol pantomimes an elbowsmash, and Linda Peterson nods, satisfied with that explanation. Jacob Idol goes for the cover again... and this time, Ken Collins throws a shoulder up at two and nine-tenths!!
Jacob Idol grimaces at Ken Collins, then grabs him and hoists him to one of the top turnbuckles, facing the crowd... and climbs up after him! He hooks his head from behind with his strong, left arm... he's going for the Idolizer, and that WILL end the match! But Ken Collins is struggling, and he manages to get to his feet and slip his own left arm under Jacob Idol and hoist him up on his shoulders in a fireman's carry, then turns and comes off of the top turnbuckle... TOP-ROPE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!! Jacob Idol may be clinically dead in the ring, and Ken Collins wearily throws an arm over him!! Linda Peterson counts... and that gets three!! Ken Collins has defeated Jacob Idol, and he's going to the second round!!
From VCW 135:
Owen Addison picks him up for the Tombstone... but his right side is weak, and Julian Page squirms out behind him! Owen Addison turns around... into a kick to the midsection! Julian Page puts on a standing headscissors and hooks his arms for the Swan Song, but Owen Addison backdrops out of it! Julian Page tries to take him over for a sunset flip, but Owen Addison lunges forward and grabs the ropes to steady himself, then drops a knee on Julian Page's face!
Julian Page thrashes on the mat, clutching his nose, and Owen Addison pulls him into a standing headscissors... but here come Jacob Idol and Jasmina Chastity from the back! Owen Addison hooks Julian Page's arms... DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACESLAM! The crowd goes wild... Julian Page just got planted with his own finisher! He goes for the cover... but Jasmina Chastity is up on the apron, distracting Jerry Rogers! Owen Addison notices the lack of a count, and gets up to complain, but Jacob Idol slides into the ring behind him and pulls him back into an INVERTED DDT!! Jacob Idol rolls out of the ring, and Jerry Rogers turns around... and now he's asking Jacob Idol if he did anything, and Jacob Idol's protesting his innocence! But while Jerry Rogers is watching Jacob Idol, Jasmina Chastity just pulled a pair of brass knuckles out from under her shirt and passed them to Julian Page! Both Owen Addison and Julian Page get up slowly... AND Julian Page nails him with the knuckles! He quickly slips them into his tights, then covers Owen Addison with his feet on the ropes... and Jerry Rogers turns around, and counts to three! Damn it, Julian Page advances in the tournament!
From VCW 135:
J. Smiles: ...But anyway... together, I know we can do this! Lars... we've got an arena full of Johnnycoholics waiting for us... GET OUT HERE!!
"Talk Dirty To Me" by Poison begins playing, and the crowd rises in a standing ovation of deafening cheers! We're awaiting the arrival of Lars Coverdale, who will take on Johnny Smiles in this highly awaited contest! We... WAIT!! The ViolenTron just flickered on!!
On the ViolenTron...
Lars Coverdale is shown backstage, face-down in a pool of blood, as David Wright Hubbard stands over him with a blood-spattered steel chair. David Wright Hubbard continues to whack at his fallen body a few times with the chair, then pulls him up off of the floor into a standing headscissors, lifts, and power bombs him down into the blood puddle on the concrete with a sickening "SMACK!". Lars Coverdale is a bloody, beaten mess, and David Wright Hubbard stands over him, laughing triumphantly.
D.W. Hubbard: What goes around comes around, kid. You disrespected me, you didn't stay down when you shoulda, and you had the nerve to go fucking my wife... this is what you get, you dumb son of a bitch! I guess whipping your ass a half dozen times wasn't enough... I had to make it personal. I hate to break it to you, son, but you ain't gonna make it to your little match with Johnny Smiles. So guess what... I just fucked up your big match, and now you ain't gonna be in the tournament on the pay-per-view... so I can get a match and whip your ass again!! There ain't gonna BE no Lars Coverdale versus Johnny Smiles match... so how do ya like me now!?
David Wright Hubbard stomps down at Lars Coverdale's fallen body a few more times, then turns and walks away with a satisfied smirk.
Back in the ring, it looks like there might just be a riot... the crowd is booing loudly and tossing trash at the ViolenTron and into the ring, and a chant of "BULLSHIT!" competes with a chant of "REFUND!". Johnny Smiles stares up into the ViolenTron with a vacant, crushed look on his face for a second, then rolls out of the ring and begins heading backstage, looking very upset. What was supposed to be a joyous occasion has turned horrific, as Lars Coverdale may be seriously hurt. Johnny Smiles and the fans are very upset at this result, but we have no choice but to advance Johnny Smiles to the semi-finals of the tournament, and he'll go on to meet Julian Page.
And so it was that these four men have made it to the finals of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. Which of them will move on to be one-half of the Wrestlewar IV main event? Will Troy Black see a return to superstardom, or will Johnny Smiles, Ken Collins, or Julian Page experience the feeling of being at the very top of the heap in VCW? Tonight, when the tournament culminates, we'll find out who the future of VCW in the next five or six months is.
We're going to see a match now. "Riders On The Storm" by Creed begins playing, and here come "Beautiful" Bobby Danson and "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario, the New Immortals, along with Nicole and Steve "Mongo" McMichael. Nicole is not carrying the usual croquet mallet, but instead is carrying a purse. They're going to face a mystery team here shortly, but they don't seem worried about it at all as they come to the ring. They climb inside and grab microphones, as the crowd boos loudly...
M. Lazzario: Hi, I'm "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario.
B. Danson: And I'm his tag team partner, "Beautiful" Bobby Danson. Together, we're the New Immortals... two great wrestlers, one supremely great tag team. And we're proud to have with us, as always, the attractive, classy Nicole and the brutish, barbaric Steve "Mongo" McMichael.
Nicole smiles and waves to the crowd, and Mongo bellows at the crowd, but they both get boos in reply.
M. Lazzario: Oh, man, this is gonna be great. See, the New Immortals are so far above and beyond the current VCW World Tag Team Title picture that it's ridiculous... so we had to look elsewhere to find quality opponents, and find a mystery team to challenge us. And now, we're happy to introduce our mystery opponents, who are a truly legendary tag team. These two men are a pair of former multiple-time World Tag Team Champions.
B. Danson: Yeah!
M. Lazzario: They're a legendary tag team, seperated before its time, who have now REUNITED for ONE NIGHT ONLY here in VCW!!
B. Danson: Yeah!!
M. Lazzario: They're a team whose awesome legacy nearly rivals that of the New Immortals!!
B. Danson: YEAH!!
M. Lazzario: They're two strapping, attractive men who sometimes arouse uncomfortable feelings in me, and make me wonder if this whole "heterosexuality" concept isn't just a tad overrated...
B. Danson: Huh!?
M. Lazzario: I was exaggerating, of course. I'll still take the Spice Girls over the Backstreet Boys any day.
B. Danson: Good to hear. Anyway, without further ado, ladies and gentlemen... our mystery opponents. Ladies and gentlemen... reuniting for the first, last, and ONLY time since 1996... it is my PLEASURE to introduce to you: the former World Championship Wrestling Tag Team Champions... I give you: SCOTTY RIGGS!! BUFF BAGWELL!! THE AMERRRRICAN MAAAAALLLLES!!!
WHAT!? Oh no. It can't be... it... NO!!! The WCW-produced theme song "American Males" begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd EXPLODES into a huge chorus of boos as, indeed, Scotty Riggs and Buff Bagwell come out of the backstage entrance, wearing their black and white American Males tights and clapping their hands high over their head, as they used to do in WCW years ago. Buff Bagwell pauses from the hand-clapping to do his little arm-wavey stepping dance and muscle flex routine on the way down the ramp, but then the two men make their way to the ring and climb inside, as a thunderous "BAGWELL SUCKS!" chant goes through the crowd. Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and this is totally unbelievable! The American Males have reunited in VCW, providing a strong piece of evidence that there is, in fact, no God.
New Immortals
w/Nicole & Steve "Mongo" McMichael
vs.
American Males
Moy Lazzario and Scotty Riggs will be starting first, and it's worth noting that in spite of Buff Bagwell's history of neck injury, Scotty Riggs may be considered the weak link of the team. Buff Bagwell has had a modestly successful singles career since the breakup of their team, but Scotty Riggs's career highlight since leaving the American Males was, to put it bluntly, going to ECW to be Rob Van Dam's bitch on one single pay-per-view event. The two men circle each other, then lock up, but Moy Lazzario catches Scotty Riggs with an eye gouge. Jerry Rogers admonishes him for that, but Moy Lazzario doesn't pay much attention as he whips Scotty Riggs into a corner of the ring, then runs into the ropes. Scotty Riggs hits the turnbuckles and staggers out of the corner, just in time for Moy Lazzario to come off the ropes and cut him down with a leg lariat!
Moy Lazzario rolls out of the ring rather than getting up, and he reaches into Nicole's purse, and pulls out a banana. Huh? He climbs inside the ring with the banana as Scotty Riggs starts to get up, then kicks Scotty Riggs in the groin, drawing another protest from Jerry Rogers, but actually getting a few cheers from the crowd, who seem to hate the American Males even more than the New Immortals. Scotty Riggs doubles over in pain, and Moy Lazzario slips behind him, then holds the banana down at his crotch level and thrusts his hips towards Scotty Riggs's posterior as if sodomizing him. But Scotty Riggs refuses to stand for this treatment, and he turns and nails Moy Lazzario with a back elbow, then leaps up and hits him with a dropkick, sending him down and sending the banana out of the ring to the floor, where Nicole picks it up and stuffs it back in her purse.
Moy Lazzario's down, and Scotty Riggs pulls him up by the hair, then snap mares him down into a sitting position. With Moy Lazzario seated in the middle of the ring, Scotty Riggs runs into the ropes in front of him, then comes off with a low dropkick that catches him right in the face! Moy Lazzario starts to get up, but Scotty Riggs runs into the ropes again, then takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker! Moy Lazzario is down, and Scotty Riggs smiles goofily, then begins clapping his hands above his head, as the American Males used to do to try to get the crowd riled up, but the VCW crowd just boos him loudly and heckles him with slurs and insults. Scotty Riggs knees Moy Lazzario in the gut, then gives him a Rocker Dropper and makes the tag to Buff Bagwell.
If the boos for Scotty Riggs were loud, the boos for Buff Bagwell are DEAFENING. The crowd begins a huge chant of "BAGWELL SUCKS!" as soon as he gets into the ring. This mama's boy quite possibly stands for everything that VCW fans hate, and he's clearly not welcome here. Buff Bagwell hammers Moy Lazzario with a few terrible-looking right hands when he gets up, then kicks him in the midsection and comes off the ropes to hit what, theoretically, was supposed to be a swinging neckbreaker. Moy Lazzario goes down, and Bagwell pauses to do his stepping arm-waving dance and flex his muscles, but that just leaves Moy Lazzario time to roll to his corner and tag in Bobby Danson. Bagwell turns to inform the nearest camera that he's buff, he's the stuff, and the girls just can't get enough, then tags Scotty Riggs back in.
Bobby Danson offers Scotty Riggs a test of strength, and Scotty Riggs is smart enough to decline. Bobby Danson charges with a clothesline, but Scotty Riggs drops down and takes him down with a drop toe hold! They get up, and Bobby Danson charges again, so Scotty Riggs takes him down with a hiptoss! Bobby Danson gets up, and Scotty Riggs slips behind him, then brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! Scotty Riggs goes up to the top turnbuckle, then leaps off with a FLYING LEGDROP!! But Bobby Danson rolls out of the way, and Scotty Riggs crash-lands on his tailbone! He tried to hit Bobby Danson with his own move, and it just backfired!
Bobby Danson pulls Scotty Riggs up into a waistlock, but before he can lift, Buff Bagwell comes forward and grabs Danson himself in a waistlock! And now Moy Lazzario charges into the ring and grabs Buff Bagwell in a waistlock!! On the outside, Mongo shrugs and slides into the ring, then grabs Moy Lazzario in a waistlock, and Nicole rolls her eyes, then comes in and grabs Mongo in a waistlock. And now Jerry Rogers grabs Nicole in a waistlock! They've formed a huge line, with Scotty Riggs at the front... and now they all begin dancing forward together in a line, as the crowd groans and laughs! What the hell are these goofballs doing?
But suddenly, Scotty Riggs tears free from the dance line, then turns and nails Bobby Danson with a dropkick! Bobby Danson falls backwards into Buff Bagwell, starting a chain reaction, and all six people remaining in the line topple over one at a time like dominos! He wastes no time in grabbing Bobby Danson's legs, then applying a scorpion deathlock!! Bobby Danson is struggling and in pain... but now Moy Lazzario is up, and he grabs Scotty Riggs's head, then pulls him forward for an Ace Crusher!! Scotty Riggs is down, and Moy Lazzario helps Bobby Danson up... but as he does, Buff Bagwell boosts himself to the second turnbuckle! Bobby Danson and Moy Lazzario turn around, and Buff Bagwell leaps off to catch (well, theoretically catch, at least) them both with a DOUBLE BUFF BLOCKBUSTER!! Both New Immortals are down, and Bagwell throws his partner down on top of Bobby Danson, as he covers Moy Lazzario!! Jerry Rogers gets up and counts the legal pin, Riggs on Danson... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! The American Males win!!
The
American Males defeated The New Immortals when Riggs pinned B.
Danson after a Buff Blockbuster in 0:05:36.
Rating: 1/2*
Oh brother... the less said about this match, the better. As the American Males celebrate their victory by grinning like fools and clapping their hands high over their head repeatedly, we're going to take a look at the VCW World Title scene heading into this pay-per-view... specifically, the rivalry between Crimson and Bass Rogers. They had their first singles match of this year on the night after Wrestlewar III, and Crimson came away with the edge on that occasion...
From VCW 106:
Bass Rogers is going up to the top turnbuckle, looking for the Moonsault... but he never has moved too quickly, and Crimson's getting up behind him! Even after that brutal power bomb, Crimson's getting up, and he's behind Bass Rogers! He clobbers him on the back, causing him to fall crotch-first into the turnbuckle... and Crimson's climbing up with him! He climbs up with Bass Rogers, and grabs him by the throat... oh, no, we've seen this before... TOP-ROPE CHOKESLAM!! Crimson just DRILLED Bass Rogers into the mat, and I don't think even Bass Rogers will be getting up from that! But Crimson pulls him up by the neck... and he may be making a mistake by not going for the pin! If anyone can come back from a top-rope Chokeslam, it's Bass Rogers... but Crimson nails him with a second Chokeslam!! Bass Rogers is laid out... and Crimson pulls him up again... he's looking for a third!! He wants to prove a point, by taking out one of the toughest badasses in VCW! But Dean Sanders has seen enough on the outside, and he slides into the ring behind Crimson, carrying a chair! Crimson lifts Bass Rogers... and Dean Sanders whacks him with a chair, in full view of the referee! That's an instant disqualification!
That match actually was the beginning of a brutal, bloody feud between Stiff Competition and Hell's Bikers, one that has perhaps reached its culmination here and now. Dean Sanders was injured recently, but Bass Rogers was determined to continue the feud single-handedly, confronting both Jack Norman and Butch Manson, Crimson's right-hand men, in a handicap match at Blood and Thunder. That match didn't end so well for Bass Rogers, but he survived in spite of the two-on-one odds, and the following night, he went after Crimson himself.
From VCW 130:
Hold it... "War Machine" by KISS just started playing... what the hell!? BASS ROGERS!! The crowd cheers loudly as he storms out of the backstage entrance! He's not carrying a microphone or anything... he's not here to talk! Bass Rogers stomps down the aisle, glaring into the ring at Crimson, who seems vaguely surprised by this challenge! Bass Rogers slides into the ring, pops up to his feet, and roars loudly in challenge! Crimson charges him with a clothesline, but Bass Rogers ducks! Crimson turns around, and Bass Rogers grabs his legs and brings him down with a double-leg takedown, then crawls over him and begins raining punches down on him!
Crimson struggles for a few seconds, then finally throws Bass Rogers off and starts to stand, but Bass Rogers runs at Crimson as he gets up, and KILLS him with a huge lariat! Crimson goes down HARD, and he's rolling out of the ring! Furious, Crimson yells and kicks the ringsteps, cursing and roaring loudly into the ring, but he's not answering Bass Rogers's challenge to get back in there for more! A fan leans over the guardrail to taunt Crimson... and Crimson reaches over and grabs him by the throat, hauls him over, then lifts... CHOKESLAM ON THE FLOOR!! That poor, unfortunate individual is laid out in a crumpled husk... Crimson is going berserk! Bass Rogers yells "GET IN HERE AND TRY THAT ON ME!" and Crimson snarls and leaps up on the apron... but Bass Rogers charges and BLASTS him with a huge punch to the face! Crimson tumbles to the floor, and before he can get up and charge again, the H.A.R.P. Squad is out in force to seperate these two massive men! Crimson's moment of glory was just ruined by Bass Rogers, and you know that this won't go unanswered. This could lead up to a truly earth-shaking battle...
In the next few weeks, Bass Rogers emerged victorious in six-man tag team matches against all three members of Hell's Bikers, but never scored a truly decisive victory over Crimson. But soon enough, he would be a thorn in Crimson's side that couldn't be ignored, when he formed the Tough Customers to challenge Jack Norman and Butch Manson for the VCW World Tag Team Titles.
From VCW 133:
B. Rogers: ...I'm gonna head for the ring, and I'm gonna find some camera crew or janitor or H.A.R.P. Squad goon along the way and win the VCW World Tag Team...
As Bass Rogers talks, the door opens, and Dean Sanders walks in, dressed in a finely-tailored three-piece suit. Bass Rogers trails off and looks at him.
B. Rogers: Hey, Dean! Just the man I wanted to see!! You hear about the challenge!? If you're ready for some action again, then suit up, and let's take those mugs out!
D. Sanders: Unfortunately, I haven't been cleared to wrestle again. But I may have the answer to your problems.
VCW newcomer "The Star Player" Darren Michaels walks in, standing with Dean Sanders.
D. Sanders: I may not be able to fight by your side now... but it seems to me as though you need a bit of guidance. So I've found a tag team partner for you tonight. In addition, I shall go out there at your side... but not as a tag team partner. As a manager.
Darren Michaels steps forward.
D. Michaels: Bass... I'm Darren Michaels, and if you want me for a tag team partner, I'd be honored to step up to the plate and be in your corner. How about it?
B. Rogers: I seen you wrestle a couple times here... I think you can handle it. You got a deal, kid. We're a team.
D. Sanders: Splendid! Shall we go forth and punish these ruffians?
B. Rogers: Hold up! We need to name this tag team! I tell you what. I'm one tough customer. You a tough customer, kid!?
D. Michaels: I know I'm tough enough to handle these bikers, Bass.
B. Rogers: Then it's settled, this tag team's called the Tough Customers! Let's get out there!!
Bass Rogers turns and storms out of the room, and Dean Sanders and Darren Michaels quickly turn to follow him, as Ziggy Adderloaf stares after them.
Despite the toughness of Jack Norman and Butch Manson, and the interference of Crimson, Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels overcame the odds and became the new VCW World Tag Team Champions. This was more than Crimson could bear, and destroying Bass Rogers quickly became a top priority for him after this incident:
From VCW 133:
Bass Rogers pulls Jack Norman up again and gives him a huge backbreaker, then lifts him again and puts him in a standing headscissors, as Darren Michaels does the same to Butch Manson! They both lift their opponents... and give them stereo power bombs!! That could be all!! But someone’s charging out of the backstage entrance... CRIMSON!! The VCW World Champion, and third member of Hell’s Bikers, is running out of the back!! He slides into the ring, and rushes at Bass Rogers... but Darren Michaels stands in his way! Crimson snarls and charges Darren Michaels with a lariat, but Darren ducks, then unloads on Crimson with a series of big right hands when he turns around! He staggers Crimson back into the ropes, then runs into the other side, and knocks him out over the top with a big clothesline!! The crowd erupts, and Darren Michaels raises his fists in the air and lets out a triumphant roar!!
But on the other side of the ring, Bass Rogers just pulled Butch Manson up, and tossed him to the outside of the ring! Jack Norman starts to get up on shaky legs... but Bass Rogers scoops him up, and bodyslams him to the canvas!! Jack Norman’s down, and Bass Rogers points to the ceiling, getting a huge round of cheers from the crowd!! He climbs slowly to the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd, then takes a big leap... MOONSAULT!! It connected!! Bass Rogers just squashed Jack Norman flatter than a pancake with that huge Moonsault, and now he’s hooking a leg!! Jerry Rogers goes down to count... AND GETS THREE!! WE HAVE NEW VCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!
We have new tag team champions!! Dean Sanders grabs the title belts and enters the ring, giving one to Bass Rogers and the other to Darren Michaels, then raises their hands to an explosion of cheers from the crowd!! On the outside, Crimson gets up, holding his head, and he glares into the ring with murderous intent... but the H.A.R.P. Squad’s out now, and as Crimson jumps up on the apron to prepare to enter the ring, the H.A.R.P. Squad grabs him and pulls him back! Four or five men surround him, all grabbing his limbs, and even still they can barely keep him restrained!
As the H.A.R.P. Squad men drag him away, struggling mightily for every inch, Crimson stares into the ring, yelling "I’M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER!!" ... and Bass Rogers is yelling for the H.A.R.P. Squad to let him go!! He wants some of Crimson right here and now!! But the H.A.R.P. Squad’s not going to let him go, and we may have to wait. But tonight, we’ve seen Bass Rogers take the VCW World Tag Team Titles away from Crimson’s right-hand men, and you know that he won’t let that go unpunished! The inner fury in both Bass Rogers and Crimson has grown to even greater levels tonight! When these two big men get in the ring together, they may just destroy each other!!
Crimson was out for blood against both Tough Customers after that, and he made no hesitation in scheduling them as the next stops on the Homicide Road Tour, starting with "The Star Player" Darren Michaels, the following week.
From VCW 134:
Crimson: Bass Rogers, at Survival of the Fittest, you're a dead man.
The crowd boos; he's getting right down to business tonight!
Crimson: Last week, you and Joe Quarterback screwed my boys out of the VCW World Tag Team Titles, and there's gonna be hell to pay for both of you.
Crimson pauses, pacing in the ring. He can't even stand still... he's that close to going over the edge.
Crimson: Tonight, I'm gonna start with your tag team partner. Fucking punk-ass kid calls himself "The Star Player" Darren Michaels. You want to be a star, motherfucker!? You can be the goddamn World Champion. All you have to do is whip my ass tonight. But that ain't gonna happen. I'm gonna chokeslam your football-playing ass so hard that you break your fucking back.
The crowd boos, and a small "DARREN" chant starts in the crowd.
Crimson: Yeah, go ahead and chant his name. What, you think that's gonna stop me? I ain't never seen a barfight yet where one guy whips the other guy's ass because people start chanting his name. When you people bought your tickets, you paid for the priviledge of sitting your fat ass in those seats, so sit down and shut up!
The crowd's boos get even louder.
Crimson: And then... I tell you what. At Survival of the Fittest, Bass Rogers don't stand a chance in hell either. I beat Troy Black, Tony Garcia, David Wright Hubbard, Lance Errington... I even beat the motherfucking GRAVE DIGGER... so what the hell is that fat bastard gonna do to me? Maybe he thinks I can't chokeslam his big fat ass. Well, let me tell you something. It doesn't matter how many cheeseburgers or buckets of chicken he eats... there ain't a man alive too big for me to chokeslam. Even that fat bitch in the front row over there. You best sit on the floor, woman... you're gonna break that chair if you keep sitting on it.
The crowd boos, and the camera cuts briefly to a heavyset woman in the front row who's yelling angrily at Crimson.
Crimson: Let's face it... there ain't a soul on the goddamn roster who has a snowball's chance in hell of taking this title off me. I already beat everyone here, so if I was the VCW executives, I'd be looking all over trying to find more people so I can get them in the ring and beat their asses too. I--
Hold it, "War Machine" by KISS just started playing, and the crowd cheers loudly as Bass Rogers makes his way out of the backstage entrance! He stops at the top of the ramp, and grabs a microphone.
B. Rogers: Listen up, BOY!! I--
Crimson: I ain't no "boy", motherfucker.
B. Rogers: All right, then... listen up, BITCH!! You talk to much. You talk about me being a big, fat bastard... well, you got a big fat mouth on that big, fat head of yours, you know that!?
Crimson: Why don't you come on down here, and I'll give you a big, fat lip?
B. Rogers: That ain't a half bad idea. I ain't got the patience to wait until Survival of the Fittest... let's do this right NOW!!
Bass Rogers runs to the ring and slides inside, and Crimson immediately begins clobbering him as he gets in! The crowd erupts as Bass Rogers starts firing back, and the two big men begin trading blows in the middle of the ring! Bass Rogers backs Crimson into a corner, then whips him into the opposite corner! Crimson hits hard and slumps against the turnbuckles, and Bass Rogers charges into him with a big avalanche! As Bass Rogers steps back, Crimson staggers out... into a belly to belly suplex!! He just brought Crimson crashing hard to the mat, and the crowd erupts!!
Crimson gets up, clearly disoriented... and Bass Rogers comes off the ropes and nails him with a big lariat!! But Crimson doesn't go down... he wobbles backwards into the ropes, but stays on his feet! He steps forward and yells "TRY AGAIN, MOTHERFUCKER!!" so Bass Rogers runs into the ropes and comes off again... right into a big boot from Crimson!! That sent him down! Bass Rogers starts to get up, but Crimson clobbers him in the back several times, then pulls him into a standing headscissors. He lifts... can he do it? Yes he can!! POWER BOMB!! The crowd boos as Bass Rogers crashes to the canvas!! Crimson turns around, smiling, then raises a fist in the air and lets out a triumphant bellow... but behind him, Bass Rogers is getting to his feet somehow! Even that massive power bomb didn't stop him!!
Crimson hears the crowd's cheers and turns around, looking shocked... and Bass Rogers meets him with a punch to the face! He nails Crimson repeatedly, backing him into the ropes, then whips him to the other side... and nails him with a Vader attack when he comes off! Crimson goes down, and starts to get back up, so Bass Rogers grabs him... but Crimson gives him a knee to the groin! Bass Rogers doubles over... and Crimson catches Bass Rogers, and with great effort brings him crashing to the mat with a gutwrench suplex!! He goes down and rolls out of the ring, grimacing in pain, and Crimson grabs a microphone, turning to the crowd again...
Crimson: Look at that! LOOK at THAT!! The fat bastard got the shit beat out of him, and now he's leaving!!
But if Crimson was facing Bass Rogers, he'd know that he's not leaving... he just grabbed a chair on the outside of the ring! He slides into the ring with it, and Crimson turns around... just in time to get a hard chairshot to the head! Crimson goes down to one knee, so Bass Rogers raises the chair, and nails him in the head with it again!! Crimson goes down this time, and he starts to get up again, so Bass Rogers just nails him square in the head with the chair a third time, sending him back down again!! Bass Rogers is beating the hell out of Crimson with a steel chair, and the crowd loves it... and now Crimson's the one rolling to the outside of the ring and retreating! Bass Rogers grabs a microphone...
B. Rogers: Who's running away now, big man!! Get your ass back here! I ain't done yet!!
Crimson turns back to Bass Rogers with a nasty glare... and he charges the ring again! He hops up on the apron... and Bass Rogers runs forward and knocks him off with a big chairshot, sending him sprawling to the floor! Crimson's a little bit slower to get up, this time... and now the H.A.R.P. Squad's out, surrounding him and pulling him back! Crimson appears to have been knocked out of his senses, but he still wants to get in the ring and fight Bass Rogers, and half a dozen H.A.R.P. Squad members can barely restrain him! They're dragging him towards the back, kicking and struggling, as Bass Rogers paces in the ring with the chair...
Crimson retained the VCW World Title via disqualification against Darren Michaels on that evening, but he and Bass Rogers would have another violent confrontation after the match, where Bass Rogers was able to take Crimson down with some help from his teammates.
From VCW 134:
Jack Norman throws Darren Michaels into the ring, where Crimson is getting up... and Crimson grabs Darren Michaels by the throat! He lifts him... CHOKESLAM!! The crowd explodes into boos... but here comes someone else! BASS ROGERS!! He runs to the ring, wielding a steel chair... and Butch Manson comes forward to intercept him, and promptly goes down to a huge chairshot! Jack Norman comes forward as well... and he also gets a chair to the face, and goes down hard! But Crimson's standing in the ring, over the fallen body of Darren Michaels, and he motions for Bass Rogers to come into the ring! They're gonna finish what they started earlier tonight!!
Bass Rogers slides into the ring, and Crimson immediately begins unloading on him with heavy, hammering blows. Bass Rogers drops the chair, and Crimson hauls him forward and whips him to the ropes... no, Bass Rogers reverses! He picks up his chair as Crimson goes into the ropes, then nails him with a huge chairshot when he comes off the other side! Crimson wobbles backwards into the ropes, and slumps against them... and Bass Rogers takes a running start, then nails him with a huge chairshot that sends him spilling over the top rope to the floor! Now Dean Sanders is running out of the backstage entrance, carrying two chairs, and he slides into the ring! He hands one chair off to Darren Michaels as he pulls himself to his feet, then stands guard with the other one as Crimson, Jack Norman, and Butch Manson regroup on the outside of the ring.
Jack Norman and Butch Manson are backing off, seeing all three of their opponents in the ring with chairs... but Crimson charges forward and slides into the ring! Dean Sanders immediately whacks him with a chair as he stands up, and he staggers over to Darren Michaels... and gets a chairshot from him as well! Nearly out on his feet, Crimson staggers to Bass Rogers... and Bass Rogers draws back, bellows loudly, and nails Crimson with a SICK chairshot to the head, knocking him flat to the mat!! Bass Rogers just laid Crimson out... and it looks like he busted him open hardway from that huge chairshot as well!! Crimson is down, and the crowd is going crazy as Bass Rogers, Dean Sanders, and "The Star Player" Darren Michaels celebrate on the inside of the ring!
Next week, with six days until their match on pay-per-view tonight, Crimson tried to outsmart Bass Rogers, leading him into an ambush. But that didn't work, and as we'll see, the tables were turned drastically on Crimson...
From VCW 135:
Crimson continues staring up at the ViolenTron... but two people just hopped the guardrail!! It's the Tough Customers, Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels, and they've got chairs! They slide into the ring, as the crowd goes wild! Crimson turns and stares at them in shock, then stares back at the ViolenTron, where Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels are still standing backstage! That video's not live! He's been had!
Crimson goes to pick up his chair, but Bass Rogers charges forward and nails him with a chairshot to the head that sends him down! Crimson gets up, but Bass Rogers whacks him with the chair again, staggering him back! He nails him with yet another chairshot, causing him to fall back into the ropes, then grabs him with one hand and whips him to the other side! Crimson comes off the ropes, and Bass Rogers thrusts the edge of his chair into Crimson's ribs, doubling him over! On opposite sides, Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels draw back their chairs, and hit Crimson with stereo chairshots to each side of his head! He goes down hard, and rolls out of the ring, clutching his head!! Now Bass Rogers picks up Crimson's discarded microphone...
B. Rogers: You want an unfair fight!? You want to stack the deck!? We can do that too, you big dummy!
Crimson's getting up on the outside, clutching his head in pain, and he goes to the announcers' table... and grabs a clipboard and a pen? What's he doing? He pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket, unfolds it, and puts it on the clipboard, then calls for a microphone...
Crimson: You think you got the better of me? Think again. I thought you might be too chickenshit to come after me in a fair fight, and it looks like I was right again. I got a contract here to take on both you motherfuckers in a handicap match, TONIGHT. Let's make it nice and official.
Whoa! Crimson wants to face BOTH of the VCW World Tag Team Champions in a handicap match, tonight! While Crimson is a big, bad man, and he is the VCW World Champion, the simple fact here is that it's one man against two. Crimson may have better odds at this kind of match than virtually any other competitor... but can even HE face both of the VCW World Tag Team Champions and win? How hard did he just get hit in the head, anyway!?
Crimson steps onto the apron and into the ring, holding out the clipboard. Bass Rogers nudges Darren Michaels and says something to him, and he shrugs... and Bass Rogers sets down his chair, takes the clipboard, and signs the contract! Darren Michaels does the same, and then Crimson jerks the clipboard back from them and signs it himself. He smiles viciously as he raises his microphone...
Crimson: You got your match, boys... but here's a little something to hold you over until the main event.
Crimson suddenly swings the clipboard and nails Bass Rogers in the head with it, sending him down, then turns and nails the stunned Darren Michaels with it as well! Bass Rogers pops up immediately, roaring in outrage, but Crimson backs up, drops down, and rolls out of the ring, avoiding his wrath! After some back-and-forth scheming from both sides, Crimson has just signed to face Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels, the Tough Customers, the VCW World Tag Team Champions, in a handicap match tonight! What a match!
Bass Rogers is furious in the ring, but Darren Michaels is saying something to him, trying to calm him down. Finally, Bass Rogers seems to be brought to a low simmer as he leaves the ring, accompanied by Darren Michaels. What a main event that'll be... the VCW World Champion facing the VCW World Tag Team Champions, in a handicap match!
But, as we saw six days ago, Crimson had the last laugh, because the contract that Bass Rogers and Darren Michaels had signed was for a three-on-two handicap match, against all three members of Hell's Bikers. The Tough Customers put up a valiant fight, but in the end, the odds were simply overwhelming...
From VCW 135:
Bass Rogers's massive frame is heaving heavily as he sucks in air, and he charges forward wearily with a lariat on Crimson! Crimson goes down, but that wasn't a full-strength lariat; Bass Rogers doesn't seem to have much left. Crimson gets back up, and Bass Rogers hammers him with a few punches, then whips him into the ropes... but Crimson reverses! Bass Rogers comes off... into a big boot that nearly decapitates him!! He's down, and now Crimson pulls him up in a full nelson, and lifts... FULL NELSON SLAM!! The crowd boos, and Crimson stares down at Bass Rogers with satisfaction, then holds out his hand and slowly turns his thumb down. He looks ready to finish this! He pulls Bass Rogers up and grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!! He just slammed him down hard!! Crimson covers Bass Rogers and hooks a leg, and Jerry Rogers makes the count to three!
The crowd boos loudly, disappointed again, and Crimson has emerged with the victory tonight. I think it has to be acknowledged, he just outsmarted Bass Rogers, and as a result beat him down first in a three-on-two, then in a three-on-one situation. He won't be able to do that when it's one-on-one at the pay-per-view, but is this an indication of what we can expect to see? Crimson raises his hands in victory, then rolls to the outside of the ring... but he's not leaving, he's reaching under the ring, and he grabs a shovel!! This isn't necessary, damn it!!
Crimson reenters the ring, and now "The Star Player" Darren Michaels is getting up, but Jack Norman and Butch Manson rush him and begin clobbering him, two-on-one. Bass Rogers slowly pulls himself up to his feet, utterly spent, beaten, and immobile... and Crimson draws back and NAILS him in the head with the shovel!! Bass Rogers goes down, busted wide open from the shovel shot, and Crimson stands over him with a satisfied, evil grin as Jack Norman and Butch Manson dump Darren Michaels to the outside! Is this what we can expect at the Survival of the Fittest?
Is that what we can expect tonight? Will we see Crimson standing victorious over Bass Rogers again, or will the raw power and inner fury of Bass Rogers be enough to make him the new VCW World Champion? We'll find out shortly, because the Waste-of-Time is drawing to a close! We're heading over to pay-per-view now... stick with us, and don't miss a minute of the great action we expect to see on Survival of the Fittest!!
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