Monday Night Wrestling 08/06/01 (VCW 132)
Welcome, once again, to VCW Monday Night Wrestling! We're coming to you live, from the VCW Arena in California, and we've got a great show on hand tonight! David Wright Hubbard faces Johnny Smiles, and Lars Coverdale takes on Chris Champlain, in two first round matches of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament, and Bass Rogers teams up with the Wrecking Crew to take on all three members of Hell's Bikers tonight! On top of that, Ken Collins defends the VCW Intercontinental Title against Julian Page, and ...
And hold on... "Favorite Things" by Incubus just started playing, and the arena lights went to a dim silver-blue... we know what this means! The crowd knows, too, and they burst into a huge round of boos as Troy Black steps out of the backstage entrance and begins walking to the ring. He climbs slowly inside, then calls for a microphone... what's this all about? The crowd boos loudly, and Troy Black stares around at them, waiting for several seconds for them to die down.
T. Black: There are a few things I think I need to address right now. First of all... Gabriel.
The crowd cheers at the mention of Gabriel Black's name. We know that last week, Troy Black didn't want a fight with his brother. Could that have changed after what we saw?
T. Black: All that I need to say about Gabriel is that I'm not even going to mention him right now. I have other things on my mind.
The crowd boos loudly. It certainly seems like Troy Black is determined to avoid a fight with his brother... but is that because of fear, or is his desire to stop the violence in his family sincere?
T. Black: One of those things is the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. I've heard all the other wrestlers in VCW talk about their plans for winning the Survival of the Fittest Tournament, and getting the title shot at Wrestlewar... even Tommy Hustle, like he'll ever even be in the same ring as the VCW World Champion, let alone at Wrestlewar. But the field's thinning every week, and when I look through the ranks of the tournament, I see, without exception, a list of names of people who I've already beaten, or who aren't worth my time.
Troy Black pauses for a second, but then quickly raises the microphone again.
T. Black: No... wait. There IS one exception. The Grave Digger was in the tournament, before he was counted out last week. I've never beaten the Grave Digger... and I'll bet most of you people think I couldn't do it.
The crowd bursts into a huge round of cheers. Not only has Troy Black never beaten the Grave Digger, but he was defeated in a handicap match against the Grave Digger, when he had Tony Garcia on his side! Troy Black just smiles bitterly as he looks around at the crowd, acknowledging that sentiment.
T. Black: I thought so. And that's why I'm out here. I don't have a tournament match tonight, so I have nothing better to do that prove you all wrong and take down the Grave Digger, one-on-one, TONIGHT.
The crowd bursts into cheers again... Troy Black versus the Grave Digger, one-on-one, tonight!? That's a pay-per-view caliber main event, being offered on free television!
T. Black: And after I beat the Grave Digger tonight, for no other reason than because I can, it's time to look ahead, to Wrestlewar and the VCW World Title match. I will win Survival of the Fittest... there's no doubt about that. And I just hope Crimson hangs onto the belt that long, because I still have a month or two of hell to pay him back for.
The crowd's not quite sure what to think of that... neither Troy Black nor Crimson is exactly loved by the fans of VCW.
T. Black: There may not be a Black Plague--
Hold it! "Denial" by Sevendust bursts onto the arena sound system, and the crowd gives a deafening round of cheers as Gabriel Black comes out of the backstage entrance, also carrying a microphone! He's dressed in blue jeans, a T-shirt, and a leather jacket instead of wrestling attire, but he still looks ready to fight! He stands at the top of the ramp, and levels a burning stare at Troy Black as he raises the microphone...
G. Black: You say you're not going to deal with me right now? Well, I'm not giving you a choice. You found out the hard way last week that you can't just turn the other cheek and walk away... now I'm giving you advance warning to defend yourself, because I'm coming for you.
Gabriel Black throws aside the microphone and charges to the ring, sliding inside... but as he does, Troy Black bails out the opposite side of the ring! The crowd boos loudly as Troy Black runs around the ring, then flees up the apron towards the backstage entrance. Gabriel Black stares after him with a look of pure outrage on his face, as the crowd chants "TROY'S A PUSSY!!" and boos loudly. Gabriel Black picks up Troy Black's microphone and whirls around to face the backstage entrance.
G. Black: Troy, get back in this ring and face me RIGHT NOW.
Gabriel Black paces in the ring, angry, breathless, and wide-eyed, but Troy Black doesn't show up.
G. Black: I'm not playing games, Troy. I said get back here NOW, you chickenshit bastard!
The crowd cheers, but there's still no sign of Troy Black.
G. Black: Come on, Troy. You're man enough to defeat me at Blood and Thunder and Spontaneous Combustion last year, but you're not man enough to return to the ring and take what's coming to you!? Get out here!!
Troy Black still doesn't show up.
G. Black: Okay, we'll do it your way. I'm coming back there after YOU, and I'm gonna drag you out to the ring and end your career right here, tonight, in the middle of this ring!
The crowd cheers, and "Denial" by Sevendust begins playing again. Gabriel Black throws down the microphone, then rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair, to an even louder pop from the crowd, and begins storming up the ramp with it. He disappears backstage as the crowd continues to cheer... he's looking for Troy Black, and if he finds him tonight, there'll be trouble!
We'll get to some wrestling action momentarily; but first, we have some strange footage from the Imperial Palace of Arkanov! Let's go to that now...
In the Imperial Palace of Arkanov...
Queen Morgana is shown sitting in her throne room again, flanked by ninjas and warriors in black plate armor, as she angrily speaks aloud.
Q. Morgana: Will NOTHING ever go as planned!? The succubus demon has been destroyed before she could complete her task, our agent at Bonarbor's court has been turned away, and furthermore my people have made NO progress WHATSOEVER towards finding the Eternal Stone! What is the problem!? Will SOMEBODY tell me what I'm doing wrong!?
Ninja: Um... if it please you, Queen Morgana--
Q. Morgana: SILENCE!!
The door to the throne room creaks open, and Alanis the witch steps in cautiously and kneels.
Alanis: Your Excellency, I come--
Q. Morgana: WHAT is the meaning of this intrusion!? Tell me why you have disturbed me, or DIE where you are!!
Alanis throws herself at Queen Morgana's feet, sobbing as she clutches at her ankles.
Alanis: Forgive me, your Excellency! Spare my wretched life; I meant only to--
Queen Morgana smiles tenderly, and draws Alanis up, guiding her head to her lap.
Q. Morgana: There, there, Alanis... I spoke hastily. My temper is most foul today. Be at ease, my faithful servant.
Queen Morgana runs a hand through Alanis's hair, stroking it softly as Alanis looks up at her with a grateful smile.
Alanis: Your Excellency--
Queen Morgana's fingers suddenly close in an iron grip on Alanis's hair and jerk her head back, as Queen Morgana snarls at her.
Q. Morgana: Now state your purpose for coming here, and it had better please me, or I shall rip your lungs out.
Alanis: Your Excellency, I... that is, your agent has found some clues in the Northern Wastes that hint at the location of the Eternal Stone! He discovered an old book of runes, hidden in the lair of a frost giant--
Q. Morgana: Where is the Eternal Stone!?
Alanis: Somewhere in the Whitespire Mountains. The book is vague, and mentions it only in passing, as a legend or myth--
Q. Morgana: Enough! Alanis, you have earned my gratitude a thousand times today. When I find the Eternal Stone, you will be governess of countless worlds!
Queen Morgana stands up and draws Alanis up by the hair, then pulls her in and kisses her roughly on the mouth, as her eyes go wide with shock. Just as quickly, Queen Morgana tosses Alanis aside by the hair, causing her to tumble to a heap on the floor, looking up at Queen Morgana with a confused, frightened stare.
Q. Morgana: Send for General Caurillia at once! I have an urgent mission for her!
One of the black-armored soldiers quickly darts out of the room. After a few moments pass, a black-haired woman with an eyepatch enters the room, wearing a black and silver breastplate over the Silver Leotard which formerly belonged to Sophie, and also wearing the Boots of Power and Bands of Power, and a broadsword at her side. She kneels before Queen Morgana.
Q. Morgana: Caurillia, I have an urgent mission for you.
Caurillia: What is it that your Excellency desires?
Q. Morgana: The Eternal Stone is located somewhere in the Whitespire Mountains. I will send you there with a portal, and I want you to lead an expedition into the mountains, by land and by air, until you have located it. Then you place this magical beacon there, so I may open a portal to it directly and travel there myself.
Queen Morgana hands Caurillia a glowing crystal orb, which she hesitantly accepts.
Caurillia: This will be a difficult and miserable task. I cannot promise that it will come without casualties among our expedition.
Q. Morgana: The price does not matter. Untold rewards will be yours if you succeed.
Caurillia: Then, if necessary, the price will be paid... but the end will be met. You will have your will of the Eternal Stone, your Excellency.
Queen Morgana laughs triumphantly.
Q. Morgana: Excellent. Assemble your most seasoned troops, in full winter gear, with abundant provisions, and a full brace of war wizards. I will expect you to be prepared by daybreak tomorrow.
Caurillia: Yes, your Excellency. I shall begin to prepare at once.
Caurillia turns and walks out of the room, as a smile creeps across Queen Morgana's face and the scene fades out.
We're back... and "Calling Dr. Love" by KISS is playing, so we know who's coming now. The crowd boos as "Doctor" Dave Adams comes out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Nurse Vivacia. He makes his way to the ring, with a cunning smirk on his face... you can tell right away, he's up to something. But what could that be? He climbs into the ring and holds the ropes open for Nurse Vivacia, who climbs inside with him. After pacing around the ring for a few steps, he calls for a microphone and gets one. He smiles again as he raises it...
D. Adams: You know... as the medical professional I am, I'm quick to see when one of my colleagues has a problem ailing him. And I've seen the way our VCW Television Champion Brujah's been ever since Jennie left him at Blood and Thunder... and I've diagnosed him with a broken heart. But fear not, Brujah... come on down to the ring, because the Doctor has the cure for what ails you.
Dave Adams is going to try to work something out with Brujah? This sounds like it could get ugly... but now "Woke Up This Morning (Chosen One Mix)" by Alabama Three begins playing, and the crowd boos again as Brujah makes his way out of the backstage entrance, wearing the VCW Television Title. He only looks up at the camera with occasional, scornful sidelong glances, keeping his eyes downcast the rest of the time as he walks slowly to the ring. He climbs inside and backs into the corner, scowling at Dave Adams, who seems a little bit uneasy.
D. Adams: Tell you what, Brujah... I can tell you're itching to get over Jennie. But me, I'm itching for a little gold to put around my manly waist. So let me make you an indecent proposal that you'll probably find to be more than decent. You take a dive tonight, and give me the VCW Television Title... and Nurse Vivacia will blow your mind, and a few other things, all night long, until you can't even remember the name of the bimbo who left you. How about it, champ?
Brujah looks up at Dave Adams for a second, then casts his eyes back down to the mat, not saying anything. Dave Adams smiles and nudges Nurse Vivacia, who walks over to Brujah, pressing her body up against his and reaching down to rub his crotch with one of her hands... but Brujah just draws back and NAILS her with a massive right hand! The crowd gives a mixed reaction for that, and Nurse Vivacia goes down hard, then crawls to Dave Adams, and as she comes up it becomes clear that her forehead has been busted open! Dave Adams snarls at Brujah and raises the microphone...
D. Adams: You son of a bitch!!
Dave Adams charges, opening up on Brujah with a flurry of enraged punches and kicks, as Linda Peterson enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match!
For the VCW Television Title:
Brujah (c)
vs.
"Doctor" Dave
Adams
w/Nurse Vivacia
Brujah quickly fights back, and it becomes clear that Dave Adams won't win a slugfest with him, as Brujah takes the upper hand and begins beating the hell out of Dave Adams. For the next few minutes, Brujah dominates most of the match, though Dave Adams gets in a few nice offensive moves of his own. This mainly serves to put the crowd to sleep, as Brujah's moves of choice here are punches, kicks, and restholds, with the occasional bodyslam or headbutt for variety. Nurse Vivacia turns the tide on Brujah by tripping him from the outside, and Dave Adams enjoys a period of dominance, working over Brujah's right leg as Nurse Vivacia screams for bloody vengance on the outside. Dave Adams puts on a figure-four, but Brujah makes the ropes after a struggle.
Dave Adams goes for a flying axhandle next, but gets caught with a fist to the midsection. Brujah opens up on him with some more offense, but telegraphs a backdrop, so Dave Adams grabs his head and gives him a DDT for two and a half. Dave Adams goes for the Doctor's Orders, but Brujah elbows his way out of it, then kicks Dave Adams into the groin. He bounces into the ropes... and OBLITERATES Dave Adams with a huge lariat!! He goes for the cover, Linda Peterson makes the three count, and that's that!
Brujah
pinned Dave Adams after a lariat in 0:04:26.
Rating: DUD
(Brujah retained the VCW Television Title.)
This match killed the crowd, but Brujah nearly killed Dave Adams with that huge lariat, and now he's rolling out of the ring to grab his VCW Television Title and start heading backstage. Nurse Vivacia enters the ring, still bleeding, to check on Dave Adams... and as she does, we're going to go backstage, where Ziggy Adderloaf is standing by with the Grave Digger! Will he face Troy Black one-on-one tonight in the main event? Let's find that out now!
Backstage...
Ziggy Adderloaf is standing backstage, dwarfed by the massive Grave Digger, as he prepares to interview him.
Z. Adderloaf: Hello, everybody. I'm backstage tonight with the a former VCW World Champion, former SMCW Triple Crown World Champion, and former SMCW World Tag Team Champion, the Grave Digger. Digger... we saw Troy Black come out and challenge you to a match tonight. There's no title on the line, but I know you're not done with Troy Black after your feud with the Black Plague earlier this summer.
G. Digger: Troy Black wants to fight me tonight... and I'll be happy to oblige him. I defeated him at Gang Wars, but the score remains unsettled. And tonight, when Troy Black is destroyed by my hands, it'll be the final nail in the coffin of the legacy of the Black Plague.
Z. Adderloaf: That's a pay-per-view caliber match, and we're going to see it tonight, for free. 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.
Z. Adderloaf: Well, that's it from the Grave Digger... he'll be facing Troy Black tonight, and he has thrown down a challenge to face Lance Errington at Survival of the Fittest! Now, let's get back to the ring!
The camera fades out on the backstage scene.
We're back, and it's confirmed! Tonight's main event will be Troy Black going one-on-one with the Grave Digger... but what about the Grave Digger's challenge to Lance Errington? What a match we're looking at there, as well! But right now, we're going to go ahead to our next match. "Riders On The Storm" by Creed begins playing, and that brings forth "Magnificent" Moy Lazzario and "Beautiful" Bobby Danson, accompanied by Steve "Mongo" McMichael and Nicole. Mongo is wheeling a large trunk to the ring as well... what could be in there? They come to the ring and grab microphones, as the crowd boos... no doubt, this will be some utter nonsense, as always. But what's in the trunk?
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 damn skippy tag team. With us, as always, are the lovely Nicole, and the massive Mongo.
The crowd boos as Nicole smiles and blushes, while Mongo bellows and raises four fingers in the air.
B. Danson: Regrettably, today is a day of sadness for all of us, but especially for Moy Lazzario. For those of you who do not know, until recently he was the proud owner of a large bullfrog named Pickles. He often allowed Pickles to frolick outdoors in his backyard with him as he did his yardwork, and last Saturday was no exception. Moy Lazzario was pruning one of the trees in his yard and making mulch of its branches with a woodchipper, while Pickles sat by his side on top of his elevated birdbath. Unfortunately, Pickles's froggy curiousity got the better of him, and he made the ill-fated choice to leap from the birdbath into the woodchipper, which made a quick end of him. Needless to say, Moy Lazzario stands before you tonight as a heartbroken and shaken man.
M. Lazzario: You're so right, Bobby... why, I had to be talked out of leaping into the woodchipper myself and following my beloved pet into oblivion. But instead, I've decided that we'll pay tribute to him tonight in song. Mongo... will you fetch our instruments, please?
What on Earth is this nonsense!? Does anyone really believe this story about a frog and a woodchipper to begin with? The crowd boos and begins a chant of "BULLSHIT!" as Mongo goes to the outside and opens the trunk. He produces a bass guitar, a banjo, and a glass jug with a microphone at the side of it. Moy Lazzario takes the bass guitar, Bobby Danson takes the banjo, and Mongo takes the glass jug, and they grab cables from the outside of the ring and start hooking their instruments into them... are they hooking into the main sound system? Nicole grabs a microphone from Bobby Danson, and they take positions in the middle of the ring. Moy Lazzario starts playing the bass as Bobby Danson plays the banjo, and Mongo blows on the jug, as Nicole raises the microphone and begins singing in a clear and melodious, though untrained voice...
Nicole: Froggy
went a-courtin', he did ride, mmm-hmmm,
Froggy went a-courtin', he did ride, mmm-hmmm,
Froggy went a-courtin', he did ride, sword and pistol by his
side, mmm-hmmm.
He went down to Miss Mousie's
door, mmm-hmmm,
He went down to Miss Mousie's door, mmm-hmmm,
He went down to Miss Mousie's door, and knocked so loud he made
it roar, mmm-hmmm.
He said, "Miss Mousie,
are you within?" mmm-hmmm,
He said, "Miss Mousie, are you within?" mmm-hmmm,
He said, "Miss Mousie, are you within?", "Yes,
kind sir, I sit and spin," mmm-hmmm.
Then he took Miss Mousie upon his knee,
mmm-hmmm,
He took Miss Mousie upon his knee, mmm-hmmm,
He took Miss Mousie upon his knee, said "Miss Mousie, will
you marry me?" mmm-hmmm.
"Without my Uncle Rat's consent,"
mmm-hmmm,
"Without my Uncle Rat's consent," mmm-hmmm
"Without my Uncle Rat's consent, I would not marry the
President.", mmm-hmmm.
Then Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat
sides, mmm-hmmm,
Then Uncle Rat alughed and shook his fat sides, mmm-hmmm,
Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat sides, to think his niece
would be a bride, mmm-hmmm.
Uncle Rat gave his consent, mmm-hmmm,
When Uncle Rat gave his consent, mmm-hmmm,
When Uncle Rat gave his consent, the weasel wrote the
publishment, mmm-hmmm.
Where will the wedding breakfast be?
mmm-hmmm,
Oh, where will the wedding breakfast be? mmm-hmmm,
Where will the wedding breakfast be? Way down yonder in a hollow
tree, mmm-hmmm.
What will the wedding breakfast be?
mmm-hmmm,
What will the wedding breakfast be? mmm-hmmm,
What will the wedding breakfast be? Two green beans and a
black-eyed pea, mmm-hmmm.
The owls did hoot and the birds they sang,
mmm-hmmm
The owls did hoot and the birds they sang, mmm-hmmm
The owls did hoot and the birds they sang, though the woods the
music rang, mmm-hmmm.
First came in was a bumblebee, mmm-hmmm,
First came in was--
HOLD IT!! "Through The Never" by Metallica begins playing, and the crowd explodes into cheers as the performance in the ring is drowned out. Nicole trails off, and the others stop playing, as Tim Bell and Paul Canyon step out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Jennie! Finally, that musical nonsense is over! Tim Bell has a microphone...
T. Bell: We've been sitting back there waiting for a few minutes now for you all to shut up. In case you've forgotten, you have a match tonight against us, and we're not here to play musical chairs. We've had just about enough of the nonsense from you tonight.
Moy Lazzario steps forward and snatches the microphone from Nicole...
M. Lazzario: You DARE to interrupt my tribute to my beloved pet!? I'll destroy you, you puny, pathetic--
T. Bell: Aw, shut up already! I don't believe you. ... You know, I'm going to regret asking, but why in the name of Johann Sebastian Bach did you make up that terrible story about the frog, anyway?
Moy Lazzario starts to raise the microphone for an angry retort, but then hangs his head.
M. Lazzario: Well, actually... I just wanted attention, and I thought maybe if I did this people would give it to me. That's the real reason. I'm sorry.
Moy Lazzario hangs his head in shame, and Tim Bell and Paul Canyon exchange an incredulous glance, then shake their heads in bewilderment. But now they're on their way to the ring, and they slide inside and begin brawling with the New Immortals, as Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell!
New Immortals
w/Nicole & Steve "Mongo" McMichael
vs.
Technicians (Tim Bell
& Paul Canyon)
w/Jennie
Tim Bell and Moy Lazzario start off, pairing up wrestling skills, and each time Tim Bell takes Moy Lazzario to the mat and works him over, Moy Lazzario complains about Tim Bell pulling his hair or his tights, despite the fact that Tim Bell did no such thing. Bobcat McGavin eventually takes Tim Bell aside and starts admonishing him about it... but as he does, Moy Lazzario comes up behind Tim Bell, grabs a handful of hair, and pulls him to the mat, then straddles him and starts punching him! Bobcat McGavin admonishes Moy Lazzario now, so Moy Lazzario puts up his hands and apologizes... then goes back down and starts choking Tim Bell! Bobcat McGavin pulls Moy Lazzario up off of Tim Bell by the hair, and Moy Lazzario starts complaining about that hair pull... so Bobcat McGavin puts up his hands and apologizes, then starts choking Moy Lazzario! Moy Lazzario shoves Bobcat McGavin away, then takes a swing at him... but Bobcat McGavin ducks, and Moy Lazzario spins around... so Bobcat McGavin grabs him from behind and gives him an atomic drop! Moy Lazzario wildly oversells the move, hopping forward and clutching his rump as he yells in pain... and he hops right into a superkick from Tim Bell!
The Technicians retain general control of the match, though the New Immortals use their own considerable technical abilities to get in some offense and stay in the fight... but then the tide turns when Nicole distracts Tim Bell on the outside after he hits a plancha on Bobby Danson, allowing Danson to recover and hit him with a low blow from behind. The New Immortals take the advantage now, and start working Tim Bell over together, taking turns and using numerous double-team moves on him. They isolate him and keep him from tagging in Paul Canyon, using a variety of sneaky tactics to stop him each time he tries to make the tag. After a few minutes of good offense, they put Tim Bell on the top turnbuckle, then Bobby Danson picks Moy Lazzario up on his shoulders... they're going for the Immortalplex! Moy Lazzario hooks Tim Bell... but Tim Bell hits him in the ribs, and shoves him back! Bobby Danson teeters off-balance, trying to keep Moy Lazzario from falling off of his back... and Tim Bell leaps from the top turnbuckle with a flying cross bodypress on Moy Lazzario, knocking him off of Bobby Danson's shoulders to crash to the mat! Bobby Danson falls backwards as well, and Tim Bell scrambles to his corner and tags in Paul Canyon!
Paul Canyon comes in on the hot tag and starts cleaning house, bringing both New Immortals down with armdrags, dropkicks, and other quick bits of offense. But then Nicole grabs Bobby Danson's banjo, and slides into the ring... but Jennie grabs her by the ankle and pulls her back to the outside, then throws her down on the steel ramp and starts beating her up! But Mongo comes over and pulls Jennie off of Nicole, and her struggling is useless against his superior strength... but rather than attacking her, he smiles lecherously, then whirls her around and grabs her breasts! Jennie cries out in outrage... and she kicks Mongo in the crotch! He doubles over, and she grabs his hair... CARPET MUNCHER ON THE STEEL RAMP!! Jennie just took care of the New Immortals' stooges singlehandedly... and back in the ring, Tim Bell and Paul Canyon just sent Bobby Danson spilling out of the ring with a double superkick! Tim Bell pulls Moy Lazzario up, and brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex, as Paul Canyon goes up to the top... MAGIC CARPET RIDE!! Paul Canyon covers Moy Lazzario, as Tim Bell flings himself onto Bobby Danson with a slingshot cross bodypress to the outside... and Paul Canyon gets three!
The
Technicians (Paul Canyon and Tim Bell) defeated The New Immortals
when P. Canyon pinned Lazzario with the Magic Carpet Ride in
0:08:24.
Rating: ** 1/2
The Technicians have won! Between this match, and last week's match that saw Tim Bell score a pinfall victory over one-half of the VCW World Tag Team Champions, they may be next in line for a shot at Jack Norman and Butch Manson and the titles! The New Immortals have been laid to waste, and on the ramp both Nicole and Mongo have felt Jennie's wrath. Mongo may have trouble living this one down... a nearly three-hundred pound Superbowl champion just got laid out by a hundred and twenty pound woman!
Next up, we'll see Johnny Smiles take on David Wright Hubbard, in the first round of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament... but first, we'll see segments from both men! Let's go to those...
Backstage...
Johnny Smiles is shown sitting backstage in the dining hall, at a table with Lars Coverdale, the Pink Kitten, and Sumiko the stuffed cat. He stands up and finishes the glass of milk he was drinking, then looks around at his friends.
J. Smiles: Here goes, guys. I'm off to face David Wright Hubbard. You're an expert at that, Lars... have any last minute advice for me?
L. Coverdale: Yeah. If you have sex with his wife, don't ejaculate prematurely, dude. She hates that.
J. Smiles: Um... okay, I'll keep that in mind.
P. Kitten: Lars! That advice was useless! Come on, you can do better than that, can't you?
L. Coverdale: Oh, yeah! I think he might have a bad knee, too.
The Pink Kitten sighs, burying her masked face in her hands, then looks up at Johnny.
P. Kitten: Okay, Johnny, here's what you need to do. It's speed versus power. You need to stay out of his reach, hit and run, and try to take him down onto the mat and keep him down. Do not let him stand there and take swings at you, unless you're a safe distance away. Try to take out his bad knee, so he can't pick you up and throw you around easily. And time is on your side. If you can start some damage to his knee, try to hang in there as long as you can, and maybe he'll wear himself down by wrestling too aggressively.
J. Smiles: Okay... hang onto his knee aggressively from a safe distance away. Got it. Thanks, Yuri!
Johnny Smiles grins, then walks away, as the Pink Kitten looks after him with concern.
P. Kitten: I really hope he's ready for this. David Wright Hubbard is known the world over for having some of the most devestating offense in wrestling.
L. Coverdale: Don't worry. It's cool... check it out, babe. I've got a plan that'll totally help Johnny out. Just watch and learn.
Lars Coverdale gets up and walks out of the room, and the Pink Kitten's concern grows as he leaves. She turns to Sumiko with a sigh.
P. Kitten: Sumiko... I hope those two know what they're doing. I don't like our chances if we have to try to save them from getting hurt.
The Pink Kitten grabs Sumiko and hugs her tightly to her chest as the camera fades out on the backstage scene...
Backstage...
... and fades in on David Wright Hubbard's dressing room, where David Wright Hubbard is adjusting his kneebrace as he talks to his wife, Michelle.
D.W. Hubbard: I still can't believe you'd go fooling around on me with that punk-ass son of a bitch, Lars Coverdale. Do I deserve that!?
M. Hubbard: I can't believe I did it, either. Talk about your lapses in judgment. I was trying to get rid of the dumb son of a bitch, and I guess I felt sorry for him...
D.W. Hubbard: Why don't nobody ever feel sorry for me!? I've got a bad knee, and here you sit calling me a crybaby and every little thing like that... why can't I get no damn sympathy!? Despite having a bad knee, I go out and I earn us all kinds of money so you can buy a bunch of doughnuts and pack 'em straight on to your fat ass--
M. Hubbard: You think my ass is fat!? What about your big, fat head? You think having a hurt knee makes you special or something? I got a pair of knees that makes Terry Funk's look like a high school varsity track star... not that Terry Funk didn't STILL whip your ass a few years back--
D.W. Hubbard: Now, there ain't no call to go bringing THAT up again, okay!? Besides, your knees wouldn't be so shot if you hadn't done a bunch of moonsaults off of seventy foot high balconies through twenty tables back in Japan, like some kinda dumbass. But my condition, on the other hand... it ain't my fault. It's all because of that fat bastard Tony Garcia. I got half a mind to track him down at whatever retirement home he's in now and whip that man's ass...
M. Hubbard: Why don't you just worry about Johnny Smiles first? You got a match with him in a few seconds.
D.W. Hubbard: Woman... there ain't no need to WORRY about Johnny Smiles. He ain't even as tough as that Lars kid you fucked last week. I'm just gonna straight whip his sorry ass.
M. Hubbard: Didn't he win the Intercontinental Title from you a couple years ago, though?
D.W. Hubbard: Look, that son of a bitch CHEATED. It was a fast count, and he was pulling my hair, pulling his tights, pulling all sorts of crazy shit.
M. Hubbard: Okay, then. Let's just get out there and take care of this, already!
D.W. Hubbard: All right, then. But you know... it's a good thing you did bump and grind with Lars... now he thinks you've got the hots for him. So when I need to whip his ass, you can start distracting him for me even more...
M. Hubbard: Oh, Lord... I gotta spend more time around that nitwit?
D.W. Hubbard: I got a hell of a plan for the next time I see him. I'll tell you on the way.
David Wright Hubbard turns and walks out of the dressing room, followed by Michelle Hubbard, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.
We're back, and it seems like both sides may have something up their sleeve. "Degenerated" by the Lone Rangers begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd goes CRAZY cheering as Johnny Smiles steps out of the backstage entrance, carrying a microphone. He comes to the ring, and the crowd prepares asa he raises the microphone...
J. Smiles: HEEEEEEEERRRREEE'S JOHNNY!!
The crowd cheers and chants along with the catchphrase.
J. Smiles: Tonight, I'm out here to win the first round of the Survival of the Fittest, so I can hopefully win the second, and then the third, and maybe one or two more after that. But I'm not just doing it for myself... I'm not even just doing it for all of the Johnnycoholics who couldn't STAND to see a tour-de-force of boredom like what happened David Wright Hubbard won the Survival of the Fittest Tournament... I'm also doing it for my good friend Lars Coverdale and two pink cats, one of whom is really a girl in a costume.
But Lars, watch out... after I beat David Wright Hubbard and you beat that scurvy-valiant, glass-gazing, action-taking, one-trunk-inheriting eater of broken meats Chris Champlain, that means we'll have to tangle. And every time I take on a member of the Heavy Metal Express, the Internet is abuzz for days with talk of how brutal the match was... and this'll be no exception. Whether David Wright Hubbard or I wins this match, it doesn't matter, Lars... you're in for a brutal match in the second round, either way.
Oh, brother... we've certainly seen some of Johnny's classics with Marty Jannetty, and we may have an idea of what kind of brutal matches he's talking about... but here comes a man who'll bring a different kind of brutality to the match! "War Pigs" by Black Sabbath begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos loudly as David Wright Hubbard stomps out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by his wife Michelle Hubbard. He wastes no time in coming to the ring and sliding inside. Jerry Rogers calls for the bell, and we've got a match now!
Survival Of The Fittest
First Round Match:
David Wright Hubbard
w/Michelle Hubbard
vs.
Johnny Smiles
David Wright Hubbard charges... and Johnny Smiles quickly bails out of the ring, not wanting any part of the vicious offense of Hubbard. Finally, after some encouragment from the fans, Johnny gets back in the ring, and David Wright Hubbard offers a test of strength, but Johnny just looks at him as if to say, "Are you crazy!?" and backs off. Finally, Jerry Rogers insists that Johnny wrestle or forfeit the match, so Johnny steps forward timidly and locks up with David Wright Hubbard, then pulls his hair to put on a side headlock. Johnny grins with excitement and yells "LOOK, I GOT HIM!!"... just before David Wright Hubbard grabs a waistlock and lifts him for a belly-to-back suplex... but instead of falling back, he rushes forward and pitches Johnny over the top rope like a sack of flour! Johnny crashes to a heap on the floor... and goes down clutching his right knee and grimacing in pain!
David Wright Hubbard grins, then goes out and brings Johnny Smiles back into the ring and grabs his legs. He yells "LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT WHEN SOMEONE WORKS OVER YOUR LEG, BOY!" and puts on a figure-four leglock... but Johnny Smiles begins fighting, and he turns it over! He didn't seem as hurt by that hold as his blown-out knee would warrant... but David Wright Hubbard's certainly feeling the pain with the hold turned over, and Johnny Smiles is pushing back and leaning down on it, making it hard for him to break it! Finally, David Wright Hubbard releases the figure-four, then curls up to clutch his own right knee... and Johnny Smiles gets up, then hops up and down on his right leg while smiling to demonstrate that it's mostly fine! He faked that knee injury to lure Hubbard into a trap, and as David Wright Hubbard grimaces in pain, we can see that it worked; the reversal of the figure-four hurt Hubbard's injured knee more than the hold itself hurt Johnny's healthy knee!
Johnny Smiles goes to work on David Wright Hubbard's knee, dropping elbows on it and dropkicking him in the leg when he tries to stand, showing some unusual focus and viciousness in so doing. But David Wright Hubbard uses his good leg to kick Johnny away on a figure-four attempt, sending him into the turnbuckles, then starts to get up. Johnny tries to keep him down, but David Wright Hubbard wins a slugfest and begins assaulting Johnny with his usual high-powered offense. Johnny's in deep trouble now... David Wright Hubbard is bigger and stronger than he is, and is also probably faster and more proficient as a technical wrestler. Now that Johnny's early trick has played out, he may be at a serious disadvantage unless he can pull out something else.
Despite the power and intensity of David Wright Hubbard's offense, Johnny Smiles doesn't seem to be ready to put away after a series of big moves and plenty of right hands. David Wright Hubbard's knee is clearly bothering him as he executes power moves and brawls on his feet, so he brings Johnny to the mat and slaps on a rear chinlock. That draws a groan from the crowd, but it may be smart, allowing David Wright Hubbard to wear Johnny down without putting undue stress on his leg. Johnny fights and struggles, but eventually goes limp. The crowd begins chanting for Johnny despite their disdain for the resthold... Jerry Rogers checks his hand twice, and both times it falls... but a third time, Johnny's hand stays up! Johnny fights his way to his feet, with the crowd getting behind him, then fires off two elbowsmashes to break the chinlock and runs into the ropes, coming off to nail David Wright Hubbard with a leaping forearm to the jaw! But now both men are down, as Johnny used all of his adrenaline burst on that attack!
They get back up at the same time, and David Wright Hubbard staggers forward and throws a lariat, but Johnny ducks and brings him down with a German suplex for a two count! Johnny Smiles goes on the offensive, delighting the crowd by bringing David Wright Hubbard down several times. But David Wright Hubbard still has a lot left after enduring Johnny's barrage, as Johnny's usual spot featuring two dropkicks to the chest in the corner, followed by a jackknife pin, only gets two. He goes for a second whip to the corner, but David Wright Hubbard reverses it... then makes the rather stupid mistake of charging in with a kneelift! That backfires horribly, as Johnny Smiles dodges out of the way, and David Wright Hubbard's knee collides with the second turnbuckle! He roars in pain and staggers out... right into a single-leg takedown into a scorpion deathlock by Johnny, which draws an explosion of cheers from the crowd!!
David Wright Hubbard's caught a long way from the ropes, and this could be it... and he starts tapping out! But Michelle Hubbard's up on the apron, distracting Jerry Rogers, and he doesn't see it! Johnny hears the tapping and gets up, raising his hands in victory with a huge smile on his face... but then he turns and sees that Jerry Rogers isn't paying attention, and taps him on the shoulder. Johnny Smiles begins motioning to Jerry Rogers that David Wright Hubbard tapped out, so he should be the winner... but Jerry Rogers doesn't seem to buy it. Johnny goes to reapply the scorpion deathlock... and gets pulled down into a small package by David Wright Hubbard for a count of two and a half! Johnny gets up and starts to pull David Wright Hubbard into a front facelock, but David Wright Hubbard low blows him, then grabs him and gives him a huge belly-to-belly overhead suplex!
David Wright Hubbard, fueled by adrenaline and rage, begins to beat the hell out of Johnny Smiles, hitting him with countless right hands and a sidewalk slam, backbreaker, and then a power bomb that gets a near fall. 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!!
Survival
of the Fittest Tournament Match -Round One:
Johnny Smiles pinned David Wright Hubbard after a rolling forward
cradle in 0:17:41.
Rating: *** 1/2
Johnny Smiles just beat David Wright Hubbard... but he kicks out with authority just after the three count, and now he's mad! Johnny Smiles goes up to the top turnbuckle and poses for the crowd, stupidly turning his back on David Wright Hubbard... and David Wright Hubbard clobbers him from behind, causing him to fall crotch-first onto the turnbuckle, facing the crowd! Meanwhile, Michelle just nailed Lars Coverdale with a low blow, doubling him over... and now she gives him a nasty-looking DDT on the set-up chair!
Back in the ring, David Wright Hubbard steps out to the apron and starts climbing gingerly up to the top turnbuckle where Johnny is crotched... we know what this is, and the crowd knows too, booing loudly. He grabs Johnny... and KILLS him with a top-rope power bomb!! Johnny folds up on the mat, and now David Wright Hubbard begins beating the hell out of him, as Michelle Hubbard stomps and kicks at Lars Coverdale! The crowd boos loudly; Johnny may have won the match, but he and Lars are getting brutalized now!
Wait a minute... someone's coming out of the backstage entrance... THE PINK KITTEN! She's coming to the rescue, carrying a steel chair, and she'll need to have a DAMN good swing with that chair to take care of David Wright Hubbard! But someone runs out behind her... this time, it's Virginia!! Virginia rushes after the Pink Kitten and clobbers her from behind at the bottom of the ramp, then pulls her up and takes her head-first into the steel ringsteps! The Pink Kitten crumples to the floor... and Virginia picks her up and rolls her into the ring!? Oh, no... David Wright Hubbard just saw her, and he stood up from Johnny! The Pink Kitten starts to pull herself to her feet, and David Wright Hubbard smiles evilly as he crouches behind her! She turns around... INTO A LARIAT!! Damn it, she's a hundred and twenty pound woman, and David Wright Hubbard just knocked her into oblivion with a stiff, brutal lariat! And now he's pulling her up into a standing headscissors... no, come on... POWER BOMB!!
The crowd boos, and Virginia laughs from the outside of the ring... and Michelle Hubbard rolls Lars Coverdale into the ring! David Wright Hubbard grins and nods, then calls for the chair, so his wife slides it into the ring as well. Lars starts getting up, but David Wright Hubbard nails him right in the head with the chair! Lars goes down, and David Wright Hubbard drags him up and tosses him into the corner, then raises the chair again... and blasts him with a second brutal chairshot! Lars crumples to the mat, and David Wright Hubbard pulls him up into a front chancery, then lifts... BRAIN BUSTER!! He may give him a concussion with these repeated collisions to the head... and now he's climbing on top of him and pounding the hell out of him! David Wright Hubbard's massacring Lars Coverdale before our eyes, and both Johnny Smiles and the Pink Kitten are laid out and powerless to stop him!
Finally, the H.A.R.P. Squad's coming out, and they run to the ring and slide inside, then restrain David Wright Hubbard from continuing his assault on Lars Coverdale. As they pull him away, trainers enter the ring to check on Lars, Johnny, and the Pink Kitten... but as they do, we've received word that a camera has caught up to Gabriel Black as he tries to confront Troy Black backstage! Let's take a look at that now!
Backstage...
Gabriel Black is shown standing outside of a large door backstage, banging on it and yelling, with a steel chair at his side. The nameplate on the door identifies it as Troy Black's dressing room.
G. Black: Damn it, Troy! I know you're in there, so open the door and take what's coming like a man!
Gabriel Black bangs on the door a few more times, then throws the chair aside, frustrated.
G. Black: Open that door now, Troy, or I'm knocking it down! You hear me!?
When no response comes, Gabriel Black backs up, charges, and throws himself shoulder-first into the door, shaking it but not opening it. He crumples to the floor, clutching his shoulder and grimacing in pain, then pulls himself back up and bangs and kicks at the door again.
G. Black: Open the door, you coward! I'll break your neck twice if you don't open this door right now!
Gabriel Black rubs his shoulder and backs up, preparing to charge again, but down the hall both he and the camera catch a glimpse of Rebecca Black coming out of the women's bathroom, several yards down the hall. Without hesitating, he turns and runs at her at a full sprint. She looks up and sees him, then screams and starts running, but Gabriel Black tackles her to the floor. He wrestles her down and climbs on top of her, pinning her arms to the floor as he looms over her.
G. Black: Where do you think you're going, bitch!? I've not forgotten the part you played at Wrestlewar III. But I'll tell you this once, Rebecca... I know you have a key to Troy's locker room, and you have approximately five seconds to give it to me before I cripple two of my siblings today instead of just one. Understand me?
R. Black: I don't have one, Gabriel. Get the fuck off me!
Rebecca Black squirms uselessly in Gabriel's grasp, glaring venomously at him, but Gabriel Black just smiles.
G. Black: Y'know... you're actually rather amusing when you're helpless and angry. ... Amusing, and even cute. Troy may be in for a good time if he ever actually gives in to your sick impulses.
R. Black: Fuck you, you fucking asshole! I hope Troy breaks YOUR fucking neck!
G. Black: Come on, Rebecca... watch your language, now. I can't have my little sister being a potty mouth, can I? What would Mom and Dad say? And it won't get you results anyway. Maybe a "Please, Gabriel, will you let me up if I give you the key to Troy's dressing room" would work better, eh?
R. Black: Rot in hell, you bastard!
Rebecca Black spits in Gabriel's face, and suddenly his smile fades as he reaches up with one hand to touch the saliva on his face.
G. Black: Bad idea, Rebecca. Now I'm afraid you'll have to suffer.
Rebecca Black reaches up with her now-free hand and goes for Gabriel Black's eyes, but he cuts her off with a punch to the face, then grabs her by the hair, hauls her to her feet, and takes her head-first into the cinderblock wall of the arena. She starts to get up, but he grabs her head and DDTs her on the stone floor. She goes into a motionless heap, and Gabriel reaches into her pockets, then fishes out a key.
G. Black: I'll return for more with you after I've dealt with Troy.
Gabriel Black walks to Troy Black's dressing room door and puts the key in.
G. Black: I've given you fair warning, Troy. Rebecca already got a taste of what happens when you defy me, and now it's your turn!
Gabriel Black turns the key and flings the door open, revealing that nobody's there inside. He opens the closet, finding that there's nobody in there either, then stares around in shock and outrage, looking around wildly.
G. Black: Damn it!! Perhaps you think you can hide, Troy... but I'll have my vengance, and I'll have it TONIGHT.
Gabriel Black storms out of the room as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.
Gabriel Black is out of control, and he wants his hands on Troy. We can only imagine what will happen to Troy if Gabriel finds him... but right now, we have another match on the schedule. Some cheesy Japanese music begins playing over the arena sound system, and that brings out the Super Giant Ninja, who'll be making a return to VCW competition. The last time we saw him was at Gang Wars, but now the big goof is back, for better or worse. He lumbers to the ring and climbs inside, then begins doing martial arts poses for the crowd, which couldn't seem to care less about his return.
But now "Bawitdaba" by Kid Rock begins playing, and the crowd gives a mild pop as "The Star Player" Darren Michaels comes out of the backstage entrance and begins jogging to the ring, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He slides into the ring and steps into the corner, loosening up for a fight, as Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match!
Super Giant Ninja
vs.
"The Star Player" Darren Michaels
The Super Giant Ninja throws some worthless, weak chops and gets in a little clumsy power offense to start, but Darren Michaels takes over and never looks back, destroying the Super Giant Ninja with some high-impact blows and tackles, and impressing everyone by lifting the Super Giant Ninja and bodyslamming him to the mat! The Ninja gets up groggily, but Darren Michaels quickly ascends to the top turnbuckle and leaps off to hit him with the Long Bomb, knocking him to the mat, where Darren Michaels pins him for the three count.
Darren
Michaels pinned The Super Giant Ninja with the Long Bomb in
0:02:07.
Rating: -**
The Super Giant Ninja hasn't exactly changed much in his month or two of absence... he's still as clumsy and worthless as ever. Darren Michaels doesn't even seem impressed with his own victory... beating the Super Giant Ninja is hardly a heroic accomplishment in VCW. As Darren Michaels leaves the ring, we're going to go backstage again, this time to Lars Coverdale, who's scheduled to take on Chris Champlain next!
Backstage...
Lars Coverdale is dressed to wrestle, and lacing up his wrestling boots, as nearby trainers attempt to dissuade him from his current preparations.
Trainer: Come on, Lars... you probably have a concussion. You don't want to go out there and wrestle Chris Champlain tonight. Trust me on this, you just don't.
L. Coverdale: No way, dude! I have to win, so me and Johnny can have a brutal match in the second round! I can do it, man! I have the power!
Trainer: Come on, listen to yourself... you're babbling. You're nonsensical. You're not coherent. You're... always like this, come to think of it. But still, it's NOT a good idea, young man.
Suddenly, the dressing room door opens, and VCW Intercontinental Champion "The California Crippler" Ken Collins steps in, carrying his travel bag and accompanied by Stacey Lockman.
K. Collins: I just got here and heard about the attack, Lars. You okay?
L. Coverdale: Not really, man. My head hurts.
K. Collins: But you're going to wrestle Chris Champlain anyway? Are you sure that's not suicide?
L. Coverdale: Come on, dude... not you, too. It's gonna take more than just a little brain damage to derail the Heavy Metal Express, baby!
Ken Collins sighs.
K. Collins: Hey... I'm not gonna try to stop you. But what I am gonna do is watch your back, and make sure David Wright Hubbard doesn't come after you twice in one night.
L. Coverdale: Hey, that's totally righteous, man. Thanks.
K. Collins: Just don't get yourself killed out there. You have to know when to pack it in.
L. Coverdale: Yeah, when Chris Champlain has me beat... but that's not gonna happen. He can't beat me, because I'm Lars Coverdale, man. L-A-R-S space C-O-V-R... no, that's V-E-R-D-E... aw, damn. Can I start over?
One of the trainers looks up at Ken Collins with a raised eyebrow.
Trainer: Is this a concussion symptom, or can he normally not spell his own name?
K. Collins: This is the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. I know how important this is, otherwise I wouldn't be so quick to let him go out there. If he still wants his chance, I'm not gonna stop him.
L. Coverdale: Rockin'. Well, Ken... Stacey... trainer dude... I'm off. I'll catch you later, AFTER I rock and roll Chris Champlain all night long!
Lars Coverdale goes to the door, turns the handle, and pushes on it forcefully several times, then stares at the door incredulously. Stacey Lockman gently pushes him aside, then grabs the doorknob, turns, and pulls the door open, and Lars Coverdale grins sheepishly.
L. Coverdale: Thanks, babe.
Lars Coverdale heads out the door, and the trainer rolls his eyes.
Trainer: Honestly, I'm starting to think that taking a few more shots to the head won't exactly damage anything valuable in that boy...
The camera fades out on the backstage scene.
Oh, no... Lars Coverdale's even less with it than he normally is, possibly severely injured, and now he's going to wrestle Chris Champlain!? "Stormbringer" by Deep Purple begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos as Chris Champlain stalks out of the backstage entrance, wearing his black cloak drawn over his face, then cautiously creeps to the ring. He climbs inside and steps up to the top turnbuckle, then throws his head and arms back and laughs maniacally as the cloak falls back to the mat behind him. And now he's calling for a microphone... this should be unique.
C. Champlain: As many of you may not know, this is my first chance to compete in the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. But even if you didn't know that, maybe you could have figured it out, because in the past, some people have actually SURVIVED the Survival of the Fittest Tournament. But tonight, see... starting with Lars, there won't be any survivors. I'm going to climb to the VCW World Title shot at Wrestlewar over the backs of the dead and wounded of the VCW roster, and then... then you'll see something like nothing you've seen before.
Consider this... if a tree falls in the woods alone, nobody will hear it. But if it falls on a crowd of people in Times Square, everyone will hear it. Likewise, if I brutally mutilate the VCW World Champion in a dark alley, nobody will know about it except the police and forensics experts. But if I brutally mutilate the VCW World Champion at in the main event at Wrestlewar... that'll strike pure, sweet TERROR into the hearts of everyone who sees it. So I'm going to win this tournament, and then at Wrestlewar I'm going to make history. I'll drop an elbow from the rafters, I'll bring out the matches and kerosene... I'll drain every last drop of blood from the body of the VCW World Champion. I'll put our LIVES at risk. And from then on, when anybody hears the name of Chris Champlain... the NEW VCW World Champion... they'll know what mortal terror feels like. They'll know that after stepping in the ring with me, they may never be the same. They may never be ALIVE again.
But tonight, before all that, it's all about the Survival of the Fittest. And maybe I'm not the fittest after all... maybe I won't survive. But if I don't survive... if I go down, I'm taking somebody down with me! We're going on a magical trip to a special place known as the depths of Hell. Are you ready for that, Lars!? Are you ready to experience the fiery taste of SATAN!?!?
Oh, good Lord... where does this creep get his lines? Now "Talk Dirty To Me" by Poison begins playing, and here comes Lars Coverdale, as ready as he will be. He's wobbling a little bit as he runs to the ring, slapping hands with the fans... and he slides inside, then stupidly turns his back on Chris Champlain to begin headbanging and playing air guitar to his music! But before he can even really get started, he collapses, holding his head in agony... evidently, he's not even fit to headbang! Chris Champlain cackles gleefully and pounces, and that'll begin this match as Linda Peterson calls for the bell!
Survival Of The Fittest
First Round Match:
Chris Champlain
vs.
Lars Coverdale
Chris Champlain dominates this match early on, giving Lars Coverdale plenty of elbows and fists to the head, no doubt trying to further the possible head trauma that he suffered earlier in the evening. He doesn't even try to pin Lars Coverdale, but keeps on giving him blows to the skull, trying to injure him. The crowd boos as he opens up his unrelenting assault, but he goes up to the top and comes off with a flying kneedrop to the skull a little prematurely, and Lars Coverdale fortunately moves out of the way! Chris Champlain wipes out knee-first on the mat and rolls around clutching his leg, allowing Lars Coverdale to start to pull himself up weakly. Chris Champlain gets up and makes a hobbling charge at Lars, but Lars backdrops him out over the top rope to the floor! Chris Champlain seems to further blow out his knee in the landing, and Lars Coverdale awkwardly climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps out onto him with a flying cross bodypress to the floor!
Starting to shake off the cobwebs, Lars Coverdale begins brawling with Chris Champlain on the outside, and now Chris Champlain's wounded right knee seems to counterbalance Lars's head injury. After some intense brawling, Chris Champlain rallies on the outside, taking Lars Coverdale head-first into the ringpost and busting him wide open, then coming back in to continue working him over. Chris Champlain is slowed by his own injury, obviously in great pain, but he doesn't go for the pin to try to end the match; instead, he just keeps assaulting Lars Coverdale and trying to utterly demolish him. Lars Coverdale fights back, using a few nice bits of matwork to work over Chris Champlain's leg in a rather odd contrast from his usual high-flying style, but Chris Champlain doesn't allow him to get enough momentum to come close to winning the match.
Things begin to change as Chris Champlain's leg injury causes him to take too long heading up to the top turnbuckle, and Lars lunges at the ropes, shaking them and causing Chris Champlain to fall groin-first on the turnbuckles! He follows him up and brings him down with a superplex! But Lars Coverdale hits his head on the mat as well, and both men stay down! Finally, Chris Champlain gets up first, then pulls Lars Coverdale up and begins nailing him with a series of stiff headbutts to the forehead, getting Lars's blood on his own face! But then Chris Champlain collapses backwards... he knocked himself out! Lars Coverdale wobbles for a second, out on his feet, then topples forward... landing head-first in Chris Champlain's groin! Chris Champlain howls in pain and curls up on the mat, and once again both men are down!
This time, Lars Coverdale begins getting up slightly before Chris Champlain. Chris Champlain takes a swing at him, but Lars blocks, then opens up with a few big punches of his own before whipping Chris Champlain into the ropes and nailing him with a big dropkick! Lars Coverdale shakes off the cobwebs and springs into action, hitting Chris Champlain with a flurry of high-flying offense, then sending him spilling over the top rope with a superkick! Lars Coverdale ascends to the top as well, then leaps off onto Chris Champlain with a 450 bodypress, getting a huge pop from the crowd! Lars holds his head after that move... he may have made himself a little dizzy, aggravating his head condition!
But Lars Coverdale isn't done yet, and he continues brawling with Chris Champlain on the outside, beating him up and sending him injured-knee-first into the ringsteps. Chris Champlain howls in pain again, and Lars Coverdale rolls him into the ring, then pulls his spread legs towards a ringpost, looking to pull him into position for a figure-four leglock around the post! But Chris Champlain jerks his legs forward, and Lars Coverdale is pulled head-first into the steel ringpost as he hangs on without thinking! He crumples to the floor, and the crowd boos loudly as Chris Champlain rolls out of the ring, then pulls up the protective mats on the outside! He puts Lars Coverdale in a standing headscissors... PILEDRIVER ON THE CONCRETE!!
The crowd lets out an "oooh" and boos loudly... that had to do it. Chris Champlain's face is overcome with a horrible grin, and he rolls Lars into the ring! He goes for the pin... no, he's not, he's crouching over Lars and raining fists down on on his head! Linda Peterson tells him to get up and stop that, so he grabs Lars and puts on a front chancery... BRAIN BUSTER!! Come on, this is excessive!! Evidently, Linda Peterson thinks so too, because she's telling Chris Champlain to back off... and rather than listening, he pulls Lars Coverdale up into a standing waistlock... BACKDROP DRIVER!! Linda Peterson lectures Chris Champlain again, warning him to get off of Lars Coverdale so she can check on him, but Champlain's not paying any attention, as he rains forearms down on Lars Coverdale's blood-covered forehead... so Linda Peterson calls for the bell!! She just disqualified Chris Champlain!
Survival
of the Fittest Tournament Match -Round One:
Lars Coverdale defeated Chris Champlain by disqualification in
0:12:09.
Rating: ** 1/4
That's it... Lars Coverdale will go on to face Johnny Smiles in the second round... that is, if there's anything left of Lars after this! Chris Champlain prepares to lift Lars Coverdale for another backdrop driver... but someone's coming out of the backstage entrance!! KEN COLLINS!! Ken Collins slides into the ring, carrying the VCW Intercontinental Title belt, and Chris Champlain gets up and turns around... right into a shot from the title belt!! He goes down and rolls out of the ring, and now some of his blood is mingling with the blood of Lars Coverdale on his forehead! Chris Champlain gets up and begins limping backstage, glaring at Ken Collins as he stands over Lars Coverdale defensively. As medics come out for Lars Coverdale, for the second time today, we're going to go backstage to Bass Rogers and the Wrecking Crew as they prepare to do battle with all three members of Hell's Bikers!
Backstage...
Ziggy Adderloaf is standing around backstage with the Wrecking Crew, John Uldwall and Blade, and their tag team partner tonight, Bass Rogers.
Z. Adderloaf: Tonight, I'm backstage with three big, bad men, the Wrecking Crew and Bass Rogers. Tonight, you'll be taking on all three members of Hell's Bikers, and I have to think that if you win, this could put you in position for a title shot or two down the road, considering that all three of the Bikers hold championship gold.
B. Rogers: That wouldn't be the case right now, Ziggy, if my partner was here, because Stiff Competition was gonna take the VCW World Tag Team Titles away at Blood and Thunder. But now, I got the Wrecking Crew at my back, and they're gonna get a taste of the biggest bad-ass bastard in VCW! Jack Norman and Bitch Manson might just lose the tag titles pretty damn quick if the Crew has anything to say about it, and then if Crimson ever has the guts to take me on, one-on-one, I'm gonna beat his ass and take the big title!
J. Uldwall: It's like this, Ziggy... we been beating up these Bikers ever since we first came to VCW. And after tonight, they're gonna owe us a title shot... then, one more time, we're gonna beat them up, break them down, and take the VCW World Tag Team Titles and hold 'em as long as we damn well like.
Z. Adderloaf: That certainly could happen; if you win this match tonight, the booking committee will have a hard time denying a title shot to whoever scores the pinfall. Any thoughts, Blade?
Blade: I'm a man of few words. I didn't come here to flap my jaw, I came here to kick some ass. BIKERS!! You're going DOWWWNN!!
Ziggy backs away from the snarling Blade as Bass Rogers and the Wrecking Crew begin storming out of camera view, headed for the ring.
We're back, and we're going to see that match right now! "War Machine" by KISS begins playing, and the crowd cheers loudly as Bass Rogers and the Wrecking Crew come out of the backstage entrance, ready for battle. These are three big, powerful men... not many in VCW can out-brawl Hell's Bikers, but if anyone can, it's these three. They climb into the ring, and Bass Rogers bellows out to the crowd and beats his chest as the Wrecking Crew pose on the top turnbuckles, then climb down and begin stretching to prepare for a fight.
Here comes the fight... "Walk" by Pantera just kicked on, and that brings all three members of Hell's Bikers out of the backstage entrance, to a huge round of boos from the crowd! Crimson, the VCW World Champion, begins walking towards the ring, flanked by the VCW World Tag Team Champions, Jack Norman and Butch Manson. Crimson is nearly seven feet tall, while Jack Norman is six and a half feet tall, and Butch Manson is "only" about six feet and four inches tall. They walk to the ring and pile their title belts up on the apron, then slide inside and begin brawling with their opponents. Bobcat McGavin calls for the bell, and this match is on!
Hell's Bikers (Jack Norman, Butch Manson, & Crimson)
vs.
Bass Rogers & Wrecking Crew
Just as one would expect, this match is a chaotic brawl in the opening minutes, with none of the participants paying attention to petty concerns like rules about tagging in and out. Bass Rogers and Crimson, especially, both seem eager to beat the utter hell out of each other, both inside the ring and out. Finally, the match settles into some semblance of order, and Blade and John Uldwall use some nice teamwork to keep Jack Norman and Butch Manson off-guard for a few minutes, until a low blow on Blade turns the tide. Hell's Bikers isolate Blade in their corner and begin pounding on him, working him over with plenty of punches and restholds that start to bore the crowd.
Hell's Bikers work Blade over viciously, tagging in and out frequently and not letting up on their offense, but somehow he stays in the match, absorbing everything they can hit him with. A power bomb by Jack Norman only gets a near fall, and a piledriver by Butch Manson gets the same, so they bring in Crimson, and he hits his ragdoll full nelson slam on Blade and still doesn't quite put him away! Enraged, Crimson grabs Blade by the throat and starts to lift... but Blade kicks him in the groin! Crimson doubles over, and Blade grabs a double handful of his hair and brings him down with a jawbreakers!! Both men are down now, and Blade begins crawling towards his corner! Crimson makes the tag to Butch Manson... and Blade tags in Bass Rogers!!
With a mighty roar, Bass Rogers storms into the ring and starts cleaning house. A killer lariat mows Butch Manson down, and Jack Norman runs right into a knee to the gut and a belly-to-belly suplex! Crimson enters the ring and charges as well, but Bass Rogers absorbs a clothesline, then backs Crimson into the ropes with a series of meaty fists to the face, runs into the other side of the ropes, and comes off to nail Crimson with a huge lariat that sends him spilling out over the top rope to the floor! The Wrecking Crew enter the ring as well, and this match quickly becomes a total free-for-all, with all six men brawling randomly just as they did in the beginning.
Fueled by adrenaline, the Wrecking Crew members put Butch Manson down, and Blade goes up to the top turnbuckle as John Uldwall crouches in the corner. Butch Manson gets up... BREAKDOWN!! They nailed him with it... but now Jack Norman clobbers Blade, then grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!! But John Uldwall's going to the top turnbuckle, and Jack Norman turns around... FLYING SHOULDER TACKLE!! Jack Norman just got nearly speared out of his boots, and John Uldwall's getting up... but Crimson steps in over the top rope and clobbers John Uldwall, then grabs him by the throat... CHOKESLAM!! Crimson stands triumphant... but Bass Rogers slides into the ring behind Crimson, and he turns around... INTO A LARIAT!! Crimson goes down hard, then begins trying to pull himself to his feet, but Bass Rogers puts him in a standing headscissors... POWER BOMB!! He just power bombed the VCW World Champion! Butch Manson starts to get up, but Bass Rogers bodyslams him, then goes up to the top turnbuckle... MOONSAULT!! Bass Rogers just nailed Butch Manson with that huge Moonsault, and he hooks a leg... and gets three! Bass Rogers and the Wrecking Crew win!!
Bass
Rogers and The Wrecking Crew defeated Hell's Bikers (Butch
Manson, Crimson, and Jack Norman) when B. Rogers pinned B. Manson
with the Moonsault in 0:15:50.
Rating: 1/2*
The match is over... but the violence isn't. Crimson's getting back up, and Bass Rogers is up to meet him, trading blows viciously in the middle of the ring! Neither man will give an inch... but finally, Crimson gets in a knee to the gut, then whips Bass Rogers into the ropes, and hits him with a huge boot to the head as he comes off! Bass Rogers goes down, and Crimson smiles triumphantly... but his smile fades as Bass Rogers pulls himself up off of the mat, then charges in to begin trading blows with Crimson again! The crowd boos as the H.A.R.P. Squad begins running to the ring and sliding inside... and even with three or four men grabbing each of Bass Rogers and Crimson, they can barely pull them apart!! These two big men have clashed violently over the past several weeks... a one-on-one confrontation could be inevitable!!
Up next, we're going to see a match for the VCW Intercontinental Title, pitting Julian Page against the VCW Intercontinental Champion, "The California Crippler" Ken Collins. But as the chaos from this last match is put to an end, let's go backstage to watch Gabriel Black as he continues to search for his brother, Troy Black!
Backstage...
Gabriel Black is walking through the backstage hallways, carrying a steel chair and looking around wildly. He comes to a bench, where a man in a business suit sits, looking through a stack of papers in his briefcase.
G. Black: You there! Have you seen my brother, Troy Black!?
Man: I'm not really sure... I don't watch VCW regularly, and I don't know some people's names very well. I'm just here on business to clarify some of James Applebee's paperwork.
G. Black: Useless man... look, are you CERTAIN you wouldn't know my brother!? You must have seen him. He's one of the company's biggest stars. He's the one who always sits up like a zombie, no matter how badly he's beaten--
Man: Oh, HIM! I was talking to him for a while, and I didn't even know he was your brother! He just went into that room down the hall to get something. He'll be out in a few seconds.
The man points to a door down the hall, and Gabriel Black quickly hustles over to the door and waits beside it, raising his chair.
G. Black: I know you're in there. Come out, you coward, and we'll finish this NOW!
The door opens, and Gabriel Black swings his chair at the emerging occupant... only to have it glance off of the massive frame of the Grave Digger. The Grave Digger steps out, staring at Gabriel Black with murderous intent, and Gabriel Black quickly drops the chair and begins backing up, eyes widening.
G. Black: Wait a minute. I'm afraid there's been an unfortunate misunderstanding. See, I thought you were--
The Grave Digger picks Gabriel Black up by the shirt, and shoves him back against the wall.
G. Digger: There was a misunderstanding?
G. Black: Yes! I swear, I never meant to--
G. Digger: Then just make sure you understand THIS. If you EVER hit me with a chair again, for ANY reason, it's the last mistake you'll live to make. Do you understand that?
G. Black: I understand perfectly. Please accept my deepest apologies.
The Grave Digger sets Gabriel Black down and glares at him suspiciously, then turns and walks back into the room. Gabriel Black glares after him when his back is turned, then whirls around and walks over to the man on the bench, who greets him with a nervous smile.
Man: I see it didn't quite work out for you, there--
Gabriel Black lunges forward and punches the man in the stomach, then pulls him off the bench, lifts him up into position, and gives him the Destiny Driver on the concrete floor. The man is completely motionless, and Gabriel Black glares down at him, then spits on him.
G. Black: Didn't work out so well for you either, you imbecile.
Gabriel Black walks away, continuing down the hall, as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.
Gabriel Black still can't find his brother Troy, and he almost got himself into a world of trouble with the Grave Digger. His anger seems to be clouding his judgment tonight, as we've seen him fail in his search twice. Will he be able to get his revenge on Troy tonight? We know that, in the main event, Troy Black will face the Grave Digger one-on-one; but after what we just saw, Gabriel Black may be leery of interfering in the Grave Digger's business.
"Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin begins playing now, and it's time for our VCW Intercontinental Title match. The crowd boos as Julian Page steps out of the backstage entrance, with a cocky smile on his face, and proceeds to the ring. He's been VCW Intercontinental Champion before, and in his own mind he should never have lost the title. Tonight, he could very well win it back. Let's not sell Julian Page short... he's been pretty hot recently, including a big win over Ken Collins's friend Johnny Smiles at Blood and Thunder. He enters the ring and grabs a microphone, and the crowd boos.
J. Page: C'mon, children... show a little respect for your next VCW Intercontinental Champion.
The crowd boos loudly, and Julian Page isn't going to get that respect until he proves decisively that he deserves the title more than Ken Collins... which may happen in a matter of minutes.
J. Page: I'll just tell you one thing... you might like to know that, over six months ago, I was cheated out of the title that Ken Collins now holds. If it hadn't been for that shady deal with Bret Hart and the Big Fight, I'd STILL be VCW Intercontinental Champion to this day. And everybody KNOWS it.
The crowd boos loudly... it HAS been six months, for crying out loud. When will he give this up? He was beaten cleanly at Wrestlewar III, and he failed to win the Big Fight, therefore he's NOT the rightful VCW Intercontinental Champion. It's that simple.
J. Page: You can say a few things about Ken Collins. Granted, he's the bastard son of Chris Benoit and "Surfer" Ray Odyssey, but he is the California Crippler, he is the man who put Lorenzo Vasquez out of VCW, and he is the recognized VCW Intercontinental Champion. But he's not what I am. And what I am is the leader of the most elite group of wrestlers in wrestling history. I am the pilot of the storm that leaves no trace... I am the crawling king snake... I am the tall cool one, and I AM the rightful once and future VCW Intercontinental Champion... I am Julian Page, and I am the reason that Ken Collins's title reign ends TONIGHT!
The crowd gives another loud round of boos, but then they begin cheering as "Liquid Mercury" by Jimmy Page begins playing, bringing out the VCW Intercontinental Champion, "The California Crippler" Ken Collins, along with Stacey Lockman. He has a microphone in his hand, and it looks like he's going to respond to Julian Page's comments...
K. Collins: So I'm the bastard son of Chris Benoit and "Surfer" Ray Odyssey, huh? That's really something, you know, coming from the bastard son of "Nature Boy" Ric Flair and Robert Plant.
The crowd cheers, but Julian Page's grimace indicates that he doesn't find that remark amusing at all.
J. Page: Let's see you say that when I'm walking out with your title and your girl after this match, pal.
K. Collins: Somehow, I doubt either of those things will happen. I have to hand it to you... you're good. You're good enough to call yourself one of VCW's elite, just a couple years out of the Power Plant. But I'm pretty damn good myself... and the way I see it, before you'll be walking out, you'll be tapping out.
J. Page: Wishful thinking. I never really lost the VCW Intercontinental Title, and there as it was, then again it shall be... I WILL hold that title again. And after I beat Ken and win the title, then Stacey... pretty child, maybe you can forget Mickey Mouse there and discover that I'm even better in the bedroom than I am in the ring.
Stacey Lockman just smirks and takes the microphone from Ken Collins...
S. Lockman: Julian, I hope for your sake that you are good in the bedroom, because when you're sitting there alone after losing here tonight, it'll be the only high point of your evening...
Stacey Lockman trails off, lowering the microphone to her groin level and pumping her hand up and down the neck of it, then pointing to Julian Page. The crowd laughs and cheers, but Julian Page just turns red and motions for Ken Collins to get in the ring! Ken Collins obliges, handing the VCW Intercontinental Title off to Stacey Lockman, then slides into the ring, and Jerry Rogers calls for the bell, beginning this match!
For the VCW Intercontinental Title:
"The California
Crippler" Ken Collins (c)
w/Stacey Lockman
vs.
Julian Page
Julian Page doesn't fare well in the early goings of this match. In several opening exchanges, Ken Collins manages to outwrestle him and bring him to the ground, working over his right shoulder. Julian Page shifts tactics and tries to slug it out, but Ken Collins is faster and more intense, and soon Julian Page ends up taking a vicious beating that turns his chest red. Unable to outbrawl or outwrestle Ken Collins, Julian Page begins stalling, begging off and asking for time-outs, and frequently rolling out of the ring to catch his breath. Finally, he catches Ken Collins with an eye gouge coming into a lockup, then begins cautiously working him over, taking apart his right leg, perhaps preparing for a figure-four leglock, and perhaps trying to take away the Flying Dropkick.
Even so, Julian Page takes his sweet time, slowing the match down and frequently stopping to gloat as he dissects Ken Collins's right leg. But when he kneels and flexes his muscles for a rather unappreciative Stacey Lockman, Ken Collins comes back and begins roughing him up again, backing him into the ropes with punches and chops, then giving him a dropkick that sends him spilling over the top rope to the floor! Ken Collins favors his leg a little bit as he gets up, but that doesn't stop him from making a limping run into the ropes, then coming off to nail Julian Page with a running tope suicida that sends both men crashing to the floor! The crowd cheers, but Ken Collins is in still greater pain as he gets up; that move did no favors for his knee! He takes Julian Page shoulder-first into the steel ringpost, then whips him to the ringsteps... but no, Julian Page reverses, and Ken Collins collides knee-first with the steel steps!
Grinning maliciously, Julian Page rolls Ken Collins back into the ring, then grabs him by the legs and pulls him crotch-first into the ringpost! With Ken Collins stunned and in pain, Julian Page grabs his right leg and smashes it into the post, then pulls him into a figure-four leglock around the post! Ken Collins is in a world of pain, but Jerry Rogers is ordering Julian Page to release the hold! Naturally, he's going to take the full four-count... but Stacey Lockman grabs his hair and pulls him off before that! Julian Page gets up, and starts coming after Stacey Lockman, pointing at her and angrily speaking as he advances on her... and Stacey backs up, then begins running! Julian Page chases her around the ring... but as they come around on the first lap, Ken Collins rolls to the outside and mows Julian Page down with a clothesline!
Ken Collins rolls Julian Page into the ring, then enters and hits him with a shoulderbreaker that causes him to roll on the mat in agony, clutching his shoulder. Ken Collins climbs to the top turnbuckle slowly, with a limp, as Julian Page gets up... FLYING DROPKICK!! He hit it... but he also may have jammed his knee in the attempt! Ken Collins clutches his right leg in pain for a few seconds, unable to capitalize, then sucks it up and crawls across Julian Page... but the delay may have been crucial, because Julian Page throws a shoulder up at the last instant! Ken Collins looks down at him with frustration, then stands up shakily and pulls Julian Page up by the hair... but Julian Page low blows him! He hooks his head... DDT!! That could do it! He covers Ken Collins... and Stacey Lockman puts his foot on the ropes at two and three-quarters!
Julian Page gets up and glares at Stacey Lockman, then pulls Ken Collins into a standing headscissors in the middle of the ring and hooks his arms... SWAN SONG!! No, Ken Collins backdrops out of it! But Julian Page counters with a sunset flip... and gets two, before Ken Collins reverses into a double-leg cradle!! That gets two, but then Julian Page reverses it back to the sunset flip, and rather than going for the pin, he stands up with Ken Collins's legs and steps around for a figure-four leglock... but Ken Collins pulls him into a small package!! That gets two, before Julian Page reverses it into a small package of his own... which gets two, before Ken Collins squirms out and turns it into the California Crossface!! The crowd explodes into cheers, and after that breathtaking exchange, Julian Page is caught in the California Crossface, in the middle of the ring!! He's struggling... AND HE TAPS OUT!! Ken Collins wins!!
Ken
Collins made Julian Page submit to the California Crossface in
0:14:09.
Rating: *** 3/4
(Ken Collins retained the VCW Intercontinental Title.)
What a match that was... but here comes somebody!! It's Jacob Idol, and he has a chair! He runs to the ring, with the crowd booing loudly at his appearance, then slides inside! Stacey Lockman cries out a warning... but when Ken Collins turns around, Jacob Idol blasts him in the face with a chairshot!! Ken Collins goes down, and Jacob Idol whacks him in the right knee with the chair a few times, as Julian Page gets up! Now Jacob Idol drops the chair, and Julian Page puts Ken Collins in a standing headscissors over it and hooks his arms... SWAN SONG ON THE CHAIR!!
The crowd boos loudly, and Jacob Idol and Julian Page turn and roll out of the ring, making lewd gestures to Stacey Lockman as she yells at them, then climbs into the ring to check on Ken Collins. He won the match... but how will he fare against Jacob Idol in the second round of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament? Jacob Idol got in some early shots tonight, and he may just avenge Julian Page's loss in that match. The winner will go on to face Troy Black... and speaking of whom, we've heard that there's a camera in the parking lot on him now! Let's take a look at that!
Backstage...
Troy Black is shown getting out of a car in the parking lot. He looks around cautiously, then steps through the arena doors, only to be met by Rebecca Black. Her face is swollen and a little battered from her recent encounter with Gabriel, and she's carrying a purse.
T. Black: What... what happened to you?
R. Black: Gabriel beat the shit outta me. You know he's looking for you, right?
T. Black: Yeah. That's why I left. I... I should've taken you with me. I didn't think he'd do that.
Rebecca Black just looks at the ground.
R. Black: Forget it. You're back just in time, anyway. Your match with the Grave Digger is up next.
T. Black: Okay. Even still... I'm sorry. I just don't understand why he's so hell-bent on violence. Actually, I suppose I do, after what I did at Wrestlewar... but I refuse to accept that this situation won't end until one of us is crippled. This can't continue. Something WILL work out.
R. Black: Yeah, you just keep telling yourself that, and I'll start carrying a can of pepper spray.
T. Black: Might not be a bad idea, actually. What's in the purse, anyway? Anything like that?
R. Black: No pepper spray tonight. Just the usual stuff... you know, a tin of Copenhagen, eight-ball of coke, dime bag of smack, couple syringes, a pack of condoms...
Troy Black sighs and rolls his eyes.
T. Black: I'm going to assume you're just being sarcastic, and I don't want you correcting me if I'm wrong. Let's just get this business with the Grave Digger over and leave before Gabriel tracks me down.
R. Black: Sounds good to me. I've seen enough of Gabriel tonight.
Troy and Rebecca Black walk into the arena doors, and the camera fades out on the parking lot scene.
We're back in the arena now, and ready for our huge main event! "Wait And Bleed" by Slipknot begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd explodes into a huge round of cheers as the former VCW and SMCW World Champion, the Grave Digger, steps out of the backstage entrance! He's walking to the ring, grim-faced and ready to demolish Troy Black. We saw him defeat both Troy Black and Tony Garcia at Gang Wars, and we also know that he's the biggest man that Troy Black has ever faced in a main-event situation. Can Troy Black defeat him tonight? That's a big question, and it could go a long way towards determining just who will be at or near the top of VCW in the coming months. The Grave Digger enters the ring, stepping over the top rope, then stands in the middle and stares down the aisle, awaiting the entrance of Troy Black.
And now the arena lights are replaced by dim silver-blue lights, and "Favorite Things" by Incubus begins playing over the arena sound system! The crowd gives a huge round of boos as Troy Black steps out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Rebecca Black. He's looking around as if expecting an attack, and that brings up another good point... will Gabriel Black play a factor in this match? We know he's in the building, and we know he's looking for Troy... will he come out during this match to interfere? Troy Black certainly seems wary of that possibility as he walks to the ring. But then his focus shifts to the Grave Digger, and he'll need to be totally focused tonight... he's facing one of the most dominant men in VCW history. Rebecca Black whispers something in Troy Black's ear, and he nods, then steps nervously into the ring with the Grave Digger! Brendan Powers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and this match begins now!!
Grave Digger
vs.
Troy Black
w/Rebecca Black
Troy Black cautiously circles the Grave Digger to start, wanting to stay out of his reach. The Grave Digger darts forward and takes a swing at Troy Black, but Troy Black dodges and dropkicks him in the knee... but the Grave Digger just staggers back a step, then grabs Troy Black by the hair when he gets up and drives him to the mat with a massive headbutt! The crowd explodes into cheers, and those cheers continue as the Grave Digger begins brutalizing Troy Black, hitting him with punches that send him flying halfway across the ring, tossing him around with power moves, and driving him to the outside of the ring, where he continues the onslaught, busting Troy Black's forehead open. Rebecca Black distracts the Grave Digger on the outside and enables Troy Black to get in a little offense, but that's short-lived before the Grave Digger shrugs off the punishment and keeps beating the living hell out of Troy Black.
The brawl goes back in the ring, and it almost looks as though this could be a short, one-sided match, as the Grave Digger kicks his offense into high gear and seems to be looking to put away Troy Black early. But when he goes for the Cradle To Grave, Troy Black gets a foot up behind himself, kicking the Grave Digger in the crotch! The Grave Digger releases Troy Black and doubles over, and Troy Black whirls on him with a throat jab... but the Grave Digger doesn't go down! He reels backwards, clutching his throat, but he didn't go down, and Troy Black is stunned... that's probably the first time that his devestating throat jab hasn't sent an opponent down! He backs up and nails the Grave Digger with a spin kick, but that just glances off of his massive chest, and the Grave Digger still doesn't go down! Troy Black leaps up and nails the Grave Digger with a dropkick to the chest, and that staggers him back into the ropes... and Troy Black runs into the other side, then comes off with a high cross body, sending the Grave Digger tumbling backwards over the top rope under Troy Black... BUT HE LANDS ON HIS FEET!! Unbelievable!
The Grave Digger had a hand free to stabilize himself with the ropes as he went over, and he landed on his feet, holding Troy Black. Now he bodyslams him down on the announcers' table, and scoops him up... he's going for the Burial, through the table!! This'll end the match soon, if he hits it... but Troy Black squirms and slips out behind him, then nails him with a low blow! The Digger doubles over again, and Troy Black grabs him in a headlock, then takes a running step or two on the table and leaps towards the guardrail... BULLDOG ON THE RAIL!! Troy Black just brought the Grave Digger throat-first across the guardrail with that bulldog, and that could be what turns this match around! Troy Black gets up in the front row of the crowd, and the Grave Digger staggers back, clutching his throat but somehow still on his feet. Troy Black leaps up onto the guardrail and jumps at the Digger with a clothesline... but the Digger catches him!! GRAVE YARD SLAM ON THE FLOOR!!
Troy Black's down, and now the Grave Digger grabs him by the throat, near the table... CHOKESLAM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE!! That could do it! Rebecca Black screams in anguish, and the Grave Digger just pulls Troy Black up to his feet and sends him flying back with a huge uppercut! Troy Black slumps against the guardrail... and the Grave Digger uproots the steel ringsteps, then presses them over his head! The crowd cheers, and Troy Black staggers forward... and the Grave Digger THROWS the steps!! They strike Troy Black square in the forehead with a spatter of blood, and he goes down!! Troy Black's down, and he's not moving... and the Grave Digger rolls him into the ring! But as the Grave Digger tries to climb inside after him, Rebecca Black grabs his ankle and pulls him off of the apron! The Grave Digger falls face-first onto the apron... but then bolts sharply upright, and turns to stare at Rebecca Black with no ill effects showing! Rebecca Black screams and runs away, and the Grave Digger climbs up on the apron again... but as he does, Troy Black sits up like a zombie, then gets quickly to his feet and pulls the Grave Digger down throat-first on the top rope! The Grave Digger falls backwards to the floor, and Troy Black climbs to the top turnbuckle as he gets up... FLYING CLOTHESLINE TO THE FLOOR! But Troy Black just glances off to the side, and the Grave Digger rocks back on his heels, but stays up!! Troy Black starts to get up... but the Grave Digger punches him in the stomach as he does, then lifts him in a Gorilla Press and tosses him over the top rope into the ring!!
The Grave Digger steps in after Troy Black, over the top rope, then pulls Troy Black and whips him into a corner... but when he charges in with an avalanche, Troy Black moves out of the way! The Grave Digger staggers out, and Troy Black whips him to the opposite corner, then runs in after him and nails him with a leaping clothesline in the corner... but the Grave Digger just absorbs it and walks out, fixing an angry glare on Troy Black! Troy Black tries throwing a few punches at the Grave Digger, but with absolutely no effect... and the Grave Digger levels Troy Black with a right hand of his own! He whips Troy Black into the ropes, and swings with a clothesline as Troy Black comes off the other side... but Troy Black ducks under it, then runs into the other side and comes off with a big leaping clothesline!! Troy Black gets some serious elevation, striking the Grave Digger on the chin with his clothesline, and the Grave Digger staggers back, but he doesn't go down! Troy Black runs into the ropes and comes off again... but this time, the Grave Digger reaches out and grabs his throat as he comes off... CHOKESLAM!!
Troy Black's down, and the Grave Digger draws his thumb across his throat, then lifts Troy Black for the Burial!! He has him up, and in position... but Troy Black squirms and struggles, then counters with a spinning headscissors!! The Grave Digger is taken down, and begins getting up... but Troy Black knees him in the side of the head as he gets up, then hooks him... DOUBLE ARM DDT!! The crowd boos loudly, but a smile creeps across Troy Black's face as he looks at the prone form of the Grave Digger. He starts climbing to the top turnbuckle... but the Grave Digger sits up!! The Grave Digger gets to his feet, and meets Troy Black on the way up, then grabs him and lifts him over his head in a Gorilla Press!! He pitches Troy Black down to the mat, then backs up into the ropes as Troy Black gets up... and comes off with a YAKUZA KICK!! He nearly took Troy Black's head off with that big kick! Troy Black gets up shakily, and the Grave Digger lifts him... BURIAL!! He did it!! The Grave Digger just buried Troy Black!! The crowd is on its feet, exploding into cheers, and Rebecca Black wails in despair as the Grave Digger goes for the cover! Brendan Powers counts... TO TWO AND NINE-TENTHS!! TROY BLACK KICKED OUT!!
The Grave Digger stares down at Troy Black with murderous intensity, then sets him up on one of the top turnbuckles and begins climbing up with him. He gets to the top and lifts Troy Black into position... my God, he's going for a top-rope Burial!! He's going to kill him!! But no, Troy Black somehow squirms out behind him... the delay in getting him set up on the top turnbuckles must have given him time to recover!! He shoves the Grave Digger off the top... the Grave Digger staggers forward, then turns around... right into a flying thrust kick to the throat by Troy Black! The Grave Digger staggers back, then topples over and goes down! He gets up, clutching his throat... and Troy Black hooks him! DOUBLE ARM DDT!! He just hit it again!! The crowd boos... but now Rebecca Black's distracting Brendan Powers!! Troy Black goes out to the apron and reaches into her purse... and pulls out a gauntlet!! There was a medieval-style plate armor gauntlet in there, made of solid steel... and Troy Black puts it on his right hand, then climbs to the top turnbuckle! The Grave Digger's still down, and Troy Black raises his gauntleted fist high... no!! He's not going to... BLACK DAGGER WITH THE GAUNTLET!! He just drove that solid steel into the Grave Digger's throat from the top rope, and he slips it off and slides it out of the ring as Brendan Powers turns around! Brendan Powers counts... AND HE GETS TO THREE!! DAMN IT!! It shouldn't have ended like THIS!!
Troy
Black pinned The Grave Digger with the Black Dagger in 0:22:37.
Rating: ***
The crowd explodes into boos... Troy Black has just defeated the Grave Digger in the middle of the ring!! He's in obvious pain as he gets up... he took a hell of a lot of abuse in this match, and the Grave Digger came within an eyelash of winning several times... but in the end, the Black Dagger, backed by a solid steel gauntlet, won this match! Troy Black goes up to the top turnbuckle and wipes his bloody face on his T-shirt, then tears off the shirt and throws it into the crowd... despite the injustice at the end, this was one HELL of a match!!
BUT WAIT!! "Denial" by Sevendust just kicked on over the arena sound system, and the crowd lets out a deafening round of cheers as Gabriel Black sprints out of the backstage entrance, carrying a chair! Troy Black jumps down and turns to back off, but he's not fast enough as Gabriel Black slides into the ring and whacks him with the chair! Troy Black goes down, and Gabriel Black drops the chair and crouches over him, beating the hell out of him with a series of right hands as the crowd erupts! Rebecca Black gets into the ring... but Gabriel Black sees her and gets up, then drops her with a huge right hand to an even louder pop from the crowd! She gets up, but Gabriel Black just tosses her out to the floor... and now Troy Black's getting up, but Gabriel Black just sends him right back down with a rolling elbowsmash to the side of the head!!
Gabriel Black points down at Troy Black now, and motions for the Destiny Driver to a standing ovation from the crowd! He pulls Troy Black up and lifts him into position... but as he does, a man in a leather jacket jumps the guardrail and slides inside!! BRUJAH!! It's Brujah, and he has the VCW Television Title belt! He rushes at Gabriel, and NAILS him in the back of the head with the title belt as he gets Troy Black into position! The crowd boos... but now the Grave Digger's getting up as well, so Brujah runs at him and nails him in the forehead with the VCW Television Title, sending him back down! Brujah grabs Gabriel Black and puts him in a standing headscissors... POWER BOMB!! Brujah just Power Bombed Gabriel Black, and he stands over him, pointing down at him and saying a few things, then rolls Troy Black out of the ring and helps him to his feet on the outside.
The crowd boos loudly, and Rebecca Black rushes over to Brujah and throws her arms around him, smiling with gratitude, but he just shoves her away! What's this all about!? Gabriel Black is laid out in the ring thanks to Brujah... but why would he come to the rescue of Troy Black after what happened at Blood and Thunder!? We don't know... but we're out of time tonight! Maybe we'll get some answers next Monday!! See you then! Here's the brackets for the Survival of the Fittest Tournament as we go off the air!! Good night!!
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