ECFW
DESTRUCTION
01.12.08
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada -
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Sam Jenkans - This match is tonight’s opening contest. On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 190 pounds, from Dallas, Texas, making his ECFW in-ring debut…DiRK!!! (crowd boos **)

[The lights fade out in the arena. A red strobe light starts flashing around the arena, and the titan tron comes to life with DiRK's music video, and "The Final Countdown" by Europe hits as DiRK arrogantly enters the ring. ]

Sam Jenkans - And his opponent, weighing in at 180 pounds, from New York City, Luthen!!! (crowd boos ******)

["Asshole" by Denis Leary plays as Luthen arrogantly makes his way down to the ring, making sure to be a complete asshole to all of those around him.]

[(Ding, ding, ding) DiRK hits a spinning leg lariat on Luthen sending him to the mat. DiRK applies an arm wrench to Luthen. Luthen grabs DiRK's head and DDT's him on the mat. Luthen sends DiRK to ringside. Bob Spano starts the count (.1) Luthen swings a Steel chair and hits DiRK. DiRK is bleeding as a result. ]

"Big" Ben Little - Ha!

[DiRK stands up. (..2) DiRK punches Luthen in the head. (...3) Luthen with an illegal chokehold on DiRK. DiRK gets up. (....4) DiRK chops Luthen. ]

Owen Nelson - DiRK with a chop.

[DiRK is speared by Luthen. ]

"Big" Ben Little - Nice spear by Luthen.

[Luthen is up again. (.....5) Luthen chokes DiRK with a microphone cable. DiRK is back on his feet. (......6) They fight into the aisle. DiRK and Luthen move back to ringside. DiRK takes Luthen into the ring. DiRK gives Luthen a reverse neckbreaker. DiRK rolls onto Luthen connecting with a knee.]

Owen Nelson - Nice knee there by the rookie here in his debut match in Extreme Championship Fatal Wrestling.

[DiRK measures Luthen up and drops a closed fist. DiRK gets back to his feet. Now Luthen standing. Luthen tries for a crotch slam but is unable to lift DiRK. Luthen chops DiRK. Luthen sucks chants start in the crowd. Luthen dropkicks DiRK to the face. Luthen moves back to his feet. Luthen hits DiRK with an elbow drop from the second turnbuckle!]

“Big” Ben Little - What a move by Luthen!

[Luthen makes the cover over DiRK…1...2...DiRK kicks out!]

Owen Nelson: DiRK kicks out at two-and-a-half.

[Frustrated, Luthen brings DiRK up to his feet and he sends him into the ropes with the Irish whip. DiRK bounces back and ducks an attempted clothesline from “The Asshole,” and Luthen turns around to be kicked in the gut by DiRK; DiRK then sets Luthen up for the Piledriver…but Luthen suddenly reverses DiRK into the blackbody drop!]

“Big” Ben Little: Luthen counters the Piledriver attempt.

[DiRK climbs back up to his feet, holding his lower back in pain; Luthen then kicks DiRK in the mid-section and sets up for the DDT…but DiRK escapes, pushes Luthen off into the ropes. Luthen bounces back and DiRK goes for a big clothesline, but this time Luthen ducks and goes for a clothesline of his own, but now DiRK ducks and now kicks Luthen in the gut, and follows it up with an impactful EDGECUTION DDT!]

Crowd: Oohh!

Owen Nelson: Oh, what impact! DiRK calls that move, “The Final Countdown,” and it may have just put Luthen down and put him out.

[Luthen is entirely motionless, as DiRK pins him with the lateral press…1...2...3!]

!Bell Rings!

“Big” Ben Little: What a debut for DiRK.

Sam Jenkans: Here is your winner as a result of a pinfall…DiRK!

Sam Jenkans: This next bout is a singles diva match, scheduled for one fall, with a one hour time limit. Coming to the ring first, from New York City…MISTY HILTON! (Crowd cheers)

Misty Hilton walks down to the ring to her music.

Sam Jenkans: Introducing her opponent, from London, England…TATIUM TYLER! (Crowd cheers)

Tatium Tyler enters the squared circle.

(Ding, ding)

Owen Nelson: And with that, this diva’s match is underway.

Tatium and Misty stand in opposite corners of the ring for a few seconds before they both move to the middle. They both go to lock up but Tatium grabs Misty’s arm and twists it hard, Tatium drops down to the mat causing Misty to fall face-first. Tatium releases the hold on Misty’s arm and pulls her up to her feet, Tatium pushes Misty up against the ropes before Irish whipping her off the ropes, Tatium quickly moves to the middle of the ring as Misty comes back off the ropes and goes for a clothesline, Tatium ducks, avoiding the clothesline as Misty runs off the ropes again and goes for a flying cross body, Tatium drops down to her stomach causing Misty to fly right over her and hit the mat face-first.

“Big” Ben Little: Tatium has taken control of this match early on.

Owen Nelson: It looks as though Misty’s own momentum may very well be what she should be cautious of.

Tatium stands up and immediately goes after Misty, she goes to pull Misty up to her feet, but Misty falls to her knees and begins delivering right hands to Tatium’s stomach. Tatium holds her stomach in pain as she stumbles back, Misty pushes herself up to her feet and runs at Tatium, she jumps and hits a flying clothesline, taking Tatium down. Misty quickly pushes herself to her feet and pulls Tatium up with her, Misty grabs Tatium in a front face lock and goes for a DDT but Tatium grabs onto the ring rope. Misty tries to weaken Tatium by clubbing her in the back with her forearm. Finally Misty punches Tatium’s arm, causing her to release her grip on the rope, allowing Misty to fall back and hit the DDT.

Owen Nelson: Misty had to get violet there, but she finally hit that DDT on Tatium.

“Big” Ben Little: You have to get violent to win, Owen.

Misty sits up and looks into the crowd before pushing herself up to her feet and pulling Tatium up with her. Misty grabs Tatium by the head but Tatium is quickly able to push Misty’s arms away and deliver a stiff right hand to Misty’s face, Misty comes back with a punch of her own. The two divas exchange blows for a few seconds until they both run off the ropes, they meet in the middle of the ring with a double shoulder block, the impact fails to send either woman down as they both run off the ropes and try again, once again failing to put each other down. Now in the middle of the ring, both divas lock up, Misty gets the upper hand by applying a hammerlock on Tatium. Misty torques and jerks Tatium’s arm around as Tatium screams out in agony as she reaches back with her free arm, she pries Misty’s hand off of her wrist and reverses Misty’s hold. Tatium twists Misty’s arm as Misty screams out in agony, with her free arm, Misty goes for a short-arm clothesline but Tatium (Still with Misty’s arm twisted) ducks causing Misty to end up with her back to Tatium, Tatium grabs Misty and hits a German suplex on her, Tatium lands in a bridge and goes for a pin 1…….2. Misty kicks out.

Owen Nelson: Smart move there by Tatium Tyler.

“Big” Ben Little: Yes, but she hasn’t put her opponent away yet.

Both divas are now slowly climbing to their feet, Tatium gets up and immediately goes to won on Misty, pulling her up to her feet and pushing her into the corner. Tatium backs up to the middle of the ring and runs into the corner, she goes for a clothesline but Misty evades it by slipping between the middle and top ropes and onto the apron, Tatium stops herself before she can hit the corner. From the ring apron, Misty lifts up her leg and kicks Tatium in the head before jumping up and wrapping her legs around Tatium’s head, pulling Tatium over the top rope and causing both ladies to fall to the floor on the outside of the ring.

Owen Nelson: This match has spilled to the outside of the ring

On the outside, both women climb to their feet as the referee begins a count (1). Misty and Tatium lock up, Tatium gets the upper hand by lifting Misty up and sitting her on the ring apron (2). Tatium delivers a couple of stiff right hands to the face and head of Misty Hilton (3). With Misty dazed and sitting on the ring apron, Tatium climbs up onto the apron herself and runs across, hitting a Hurricarana to Misty Hilton onto the concrete ringside floor!

Crowd: OOHH!!!

“Big” Ben Little: GOOD GOD!!! Misty could have broken her back.

Both women are now down at ringside as the count continues (4) (5) (6), Tatium uses the ring apron to begin pulling herself to her feet (7). Tatium climbs up to her feet and reaches down, pulling Misty’s lifeless body up (8). Tatium rolls Misty under the bottom rope and into the ring (9). Tatium rolls into the ring after Misty and immediately goes for the pin 1…….2……. MISTY KICKS OUT!!!

“Big” Ben Little: Misty kicks out after falling hard on the outside.

Owen Nelson: Misty is the diva with the heart of gold, well… it looks as though she has a lot of heart.

Tatium pushes herself up to her knees and looks up at the referee in disbelief as she climbs to her feet. She reaches down and pulls Misty up by her hair. Tatium begins delivering a series of knife-edged chops, each one causing Misty to stagger backwards. Once the two divas are in the middle of the ring, Misty begins retaliating with chops of her own. Tatium goes for a punch but Misty ducks underneath it and quickly hits an inverted atomic drop on Tatium. Tatium is slowed down just long enough for Misty to kick her in the gut and hit a Piledriver on her. Tatium falls to the mat, holding her head in pain as Misty rolls her over and goes for the pinfall 1…….2….. Tatium kicks out.

Owen Nelson: A nice Piledriver there by Misty, but it was not enough to put Tatium away.

Wasting no time, Misty climbs to her feet and favors her back which was obviously hurt when hitting the concrete floor. Misty pulls Tatium up to her feet and begins unloading with a series of fast punches and kicks to Tatium. Tatium stumbles across the ring and into the corner, Misty backs up to the middle of the ring.

“Big” Ben Little: We saw Tatium attempt something like this earlier, and it failed.

Misty runs into the corner and hits Tatium with a splash into the corner. Tatium holds her chest in pain as she staggers out of the corner, Misty runs off the ropes behind Tatium and hits a headlock bulldog onto Tatium. Misty once again rolls Tatium over and goes for the pin 1…….2…… Tatium kicks out.

Owen Nelson: Misty’s on a roll, but she still can’t end this match.

“Big” Ben Little: We’re talking about two former women’s champions here, Owen. It won’t be easy to put either one of these women away.

Misty stands up, obviously exhausted, she pulls Tatium up to her feet. Tatium can barely stand as her knees begin to wobble upon returning to her feet. Misty pulls Tatium over to the corner and hits her with a scoop slam. Misty raises her arm up as the fans in attendance cheer her on, she begins climbing the ropes.

Owen Nelson: We could see Misty’s finishing move here…

“Big” Ben Little: That’s right, Montreal is about to be “Mystified”.

As Misty is climbing up the ropes the crowd reaction changes to show SABRINA LOCKHART running down the entrance ramp. Misty doesn’t see her because her

back is to the entrance ramp.

Owen Nelson: What the hell…its Sabrina Lockhart!

Just as Misty is getting balanced, Sabrina runs around the ring and reaches in, tripping the referee and furiously pulling him out of the ring, the referee hits the floor hard rendering him completely motionless.

Owen Nelson: What the hell is Sabrina Lockhart doing out here?

“Big” Ben Little: ECFW’s newest diva, or, umm… member of the roster, has interrupted this match, but why is she out here?

Sabrina climbs into the ring and quickly makes her way over to the corner where Misty Hilton is about to hit her finisher. Sabrina climbs up behind her and delivers a stiff punch to Misty’s back, Misty screams in pain as she falls to a sitting position on the top rope. Sabrina drops down to the mat and grabs Misty from behind, pulling her off the top rope and onto her shoulders.

Owen Nelson: What is she doing to Misty?

Sabrina runs out of the corner and drops Misty with a vicious Burning Hammer!

Crowd: OOOHHH!!!

Owen Nelson: NO!!! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING???

Sabrina stands up and looks down at Misty’s motionless body. The fans begin booing as Sabrina looks across the ring at Tatium Tyler who has rolled over onto her stomach and pushed herself up to her knees. Sabrina looks straight at her and runs across the ring and delivers a vicious kick to Tatium’s head, sending her to the mat.

“Big” Ben Little: No, why is Sabrina doing this?

Owen Nelson: It looks like Tatium’s unconscious.

Tatium is on the mat, motionless and unconscious as Sabrina looks at her briefly before dropping down over her and begins unloading with furious right hands while holding Tatium up by the hair.

Owen Nelson: What the hell is wrong with this woman?

Sabrina stops punching Tatium, gets up close to her face and begins screaming in Tatium’s face. Sabrina stands up and walks over to Misty, she grabs Misty and forces her up, she drags Misty across the ring and throws her on top of Tatium as

the fans begin booing.

“Big” Ben Little: I don’t understand this, this assault.

Sabrina steps through the ropes and drops down to the floor on the outside, she grabs the referee and pulls him up to his feet. Acting innocently, she rolls the referee into the ring. The dazed referee looks confused as he looks at Misty on top of Tatium and begins a slow count. 1………………….2…………………..3.

The referee calls for the bell.

(Ding, ding)

Owen Nelson: This is ridiculous.

“Big” Ben Little: What’s her problem?

Confused, Sam Jenkans stands up and announces the winner.

Sam Jenkans: The winner of this match…by pinfall……… MISTY HILTON!!!

TAG TEAM MATCH
LONE STAR [Dallas Cross & Austin Cross]
VS
CHRIS ARCHER & NICK DIAMANTE

Sam Jenkans: The following match is a tag team contest scheduled for one fall.

"Enter Sandman" comes over the P.A. as Chris Archer and Nick Diamante walk out onto the stage.

Sam Jenkans: Now making their way to the ring, the team of Chris Archer and his bodyguard, Nick Diamante!

Archer & Diamante walk down the ramp climbing in the ring where they wait for their opponents.

"Hollywood Blondes" comes over the P.A. as Dallas & Austin Cross make there way out to the ramp

Sam Jenkans: Making their way to the ring, the team of Dallas and Austin Cross…Lone Star!!

Austin & Dallas walk down the ramp as Archer & Diamante stand in the ring waiting for their opponents. Both men enter the ring as the bell sounds.

The bell sounds as Dallas Cross & Chris Archer start things off both men meet in the middle of the ring for a quick lockup as Cross backs Archer towards the ropes as the referee calls for a break. Cross backs away giving a clean break as Archer responds with a slap to the face of Dallas Cross. Cross responds with a right hand before whipping Archer across the ring catching Archer with a knee to the gut

Ben Little: Looks like Chris Archer made a mistake with that slap to Dallas Cross.

Dallas Cross picks up Archer who gets Cross with a thumb to the eye Archer whips Cross into the corner charging into the corner as he catches Cross with a hard clothesline into the corner. Archer backs away as Cross collapses to the mat Archer pulls Dallas Cross away from the corner making the cover 1..2...Dallas Cross kicks out!

Owen Nelson: Only a two-count.

Archer grabs Dallas Cross' head applying a rear chin lock as Cross reaches out trying to grab hold of the ropes but Archer keeps Dallas Cross away from the ropes as he tightens his grip on the hold.

Owen Nelson: Chris Archer has rebounded nicely from what happened earlier in the match and now he has Dallas Cross grounded to the mat.

Cross begins to fight his way up to his feet scoring with several elbow shots to the gut of Chris Archer before finally getting loose from the rear chin lock. Dallas Cross responds with a stiff chop to Archer before whipping him into the ropes as he takes down Archer with a back elbow before making the tag to Austin Cross. Austin enters the ring as he & Dallas double team Archer whipping him into a corner as Austin whips Dallas into the corner allowing Dallas to drill Archer with a clotheslines as Austin follows up behind Dallas with a second clothesline!

Ben Little: Lone Star is showing what it has to offer and well there taking it to Chris Archer.

Austin Cross reaches down picking up Chris Archer as Archer gets a thumb into the eye of Austin Cross as Archer makes the tag to Nick Diamante. Diamante enters the ring and picks up Austin Cross bringing him down with a suplex to the mat. Diamante drops an elbow on Cross before making the cover 1..2..Cross kicks out!

Owen Nelson: Another near fall! What a match.

Diamante picks up Austin Cross whipping him into the corner as Chris Archer calls out for a tag as Nick Diamante makes the tag grabbing Archer as he whips Archer into the corner where Archer drills Cross with a big splash in the corner. Cross staggers out of the corner as Archer grabs Cross' neck delivering a spinning neck breaker to Cross before following up with a pin 1..2..Cross kicks out. Archer goes back to work on the neck applying a rear chin lock to Austin Cross. Cross tries to fight up to his feet but Archer keeps the pressure applied to the hold forcing Dallas Cross to enter the ring breaking up the hold with a forearm to the back of Archer.

Ben Little: Owe.

Nick Diamante enters the ring going for Dallas Cross but the referee cuts off Diamante allowing Lone Star to double team Chris Archer. Dallas Cross delivers a kick to the gut of Chris Archer as Austin comes running in hitting a nice spinning neck breaker on Archer. Austin picks up Archer putting him on his shoulders as Dallas climbs up to the top rope…

Ben Little: Looks like Lone tar may try to end the match right here with what they call the “Crosshairs”…

Dallas climbs to the top rope ready to leap from the top rope when he's cut off by Nick Diamante who shoves Dallas off the top rope out to the floor as Dallas crashes chest first into the barricade at ringside. Diamante enters the ring and nails Austin with a boot to the face forcing Austin to drop Chris Archer to the mat. Archer gets up as Diamante grabs Austin Cross picking him and slamming him into the mat with a vicious Choke Slam!

Owen Nelson: And this is when having a big man like that pays off.

Archers makes the cover on Austin Cross as Diamante leaves the ring 1..2..Cross gets his shoulder up!

Ben Little: But somehow, someway - Austin Cross still got his shoulder up. Don’t ask me how, because I honestly don’t know the answer.

Archer looks at the referee whose holding two fingers in front of Archer as Archers gets to his feet and begins to argue with the referee about the count. Archer gets in the face of the referee as Austin Cross slowly gets up while Dallas is still laying on the floor outside the ring. Dallas gets to his feet shaking his head as he looks at Chris Archer whose still arguing with the referee. Cross makes his way towards Archer as Diamante enters the ring looking to stop Cross.

Ben Little: Austin Cross is looking to break up the party with the referee. But he might have more problems since Nick Diamante is in the ring.

Cross grabs Archer from behind spinning him around as he connects with a right hand as soon as cross hit's the right hand Nick Diamante grabs Austin Cross spinning him around as he lifts Cross up for another choke slam when suddenly Dallas Cross comes flying into the picture nailing Diamante with a dropkick as Diamante drops Austin Cross onto his feet. Dallas gets to his feet as he & Austin look at one another before kicking Diamante in the gut and hitting a double DDT on the big man!

Owen Nelson: Did you see that? Dallas & Austin took down Nick Diamante with a Double-Team DDT.

Chris Archer gets to his feet as he sees Diamante laying on the mat. Archer charges at both Austin & Dallas Cross as both men turn around as Archer goes for a double clothesline but Archer only ends up hitting Austin Cross as Dallas ducked; Archer turns around right into DALLAS SKIES BY DALLAS CROSS, as Archer falls to the mat after the shot while Dallas collapses to the mat.

Ben Little: Dallas Cross calls that move the “Dallas Skies,” and he just knocked Chris Archer out cold with it.

Owen Nelson: Everyone is down.

A few moments pass by, before Nick Diamante and Austin Cross make their way up to their feet. Nick Diamante runs at Austin for a big clothesline, but Austin ducks and drop toe holds Diamante face-first into the middle turnbuckle pad!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: Diamante’s face gets planted right into that turnbuckle.

Nick Diamante staggers up to his feet, holding his face in pain. Austin Cross meets the big man with a stiff kick to the gut; Austin Cross then sets Nick Diamante up for the Austin Drop (Powerbomb) but Diamante reverses Cross into the back body drop!

Owen Nelson: Austin Cross went for his “Austin Drop,” but Diamante countered.

Austin Cross stands up and he is then taken out by Nick Diamante’s running Big Boot to the Face!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: Big Boot! Right to the face.

Nick Diamante turns around, and he sees Dallas Cross using the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. Nick Diamante charges at Dallas Cross for the Big Boot, but Dallas ducks down and pulls the top rope down (low bridge), and Diamante’s own momentum sends him flying over the top rope and tumbling out to the floor at ringside!

Crowd: Oohh!

Owen Nelson: Dallas Cross with the low bridge, and Nick Diamante pays the price.

With Nick Diamante out at ringside, in the ring Dallas Cross is back up but he walks right into the clothesline from “The Franchise” Chris Archer!

“Big” Ben Little: But “The Franchise” is back up, Owen.

Chris Archer looks down at Dallas Cross on the mat, and Archer then signals for the end. Chris Archer waits for Dallas to get up, yelling at him.

Owen Nelson: Chris Archer wants to put Dallas Cross away right here…

Dallas Cross is moving up to his feet, as Chris Archer points at his foot and then prepares for his Franchise Killer (Superkick).

“Big” Ben Little: He’s setting up for “The Franchise Killer,” Owen…

Dallas Cross is up and Chris Archer is about to kick his head off, when suddenly…Archer is knocked down from behind by Austin Cross!

Crowd cheers

Owen Nelson: Dallas Cross is saved by his brother, Austin, and perhaps this is the opportunity that Lone Star needed.

Austin Cross and Dallas Cross exchange a quick word, and then Austin pulls Chris Archer up to his feet and Austin lifts Archer up onto his shoulders (Electric Chair position). As Austin holds Chris Archer up, Dallas Cross goes up to the top rope. And from the top rope, Dallas Cross dives off and takes Chris Archer off of Austin Cross’ shoulders with the CROSSHAIRS (Doomsday Device)!

Crowd: Oohh!

“Big” Ben Little: Oh, what impact! That’s “The Crosshairs,” and Lone Star just nearly decapitated “The Franchise” Chris Archer with it.

The sold-out crowd is on their feet as Austin Cross pins Chris Archer…1...2...3 - Nick Diamante is back in the ring and he knocks Austin Cross off of Chris Archer, but he is less than a second too late, as the referee calls for the bell.

!BELL RINGS!

Owen Nelson: Nick Diamante tried to save the match for him and his client, but he was just barely too late.

Sam Jenkans: Here are your winners as a result of a pinfall, Austin and Dallas Cross…Lone Star!

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Out at ringside, both Rob Black and Montego are down and out on the floor.

Meanwhile, Matt Arcara is back up and he slides into the ring.

In the ring, Gangsta White has already repositioned the 20-foot ladder in the middle of the ring, and he begins his climb to the top.

A moment later, Matt Arcara, in tremendous pain, begins climbing up the ladder on the opposite side.

The crowd is on their feet, chanting “GANGSTA!”

Owen Nelson: I think this is it, Ben: Montego, Rob Black, Xavier Stevens, and Mystery are all basically eliminated, as all of them are laid out at ringside. Its down to the two men climbing that 20-foot ladder right now, Gangsta White and the undefeated Matt Arcara.

The two are climbing up the ladder on both sides, almost even as Gangsta is a step or two higher than Matt.

“Big” Ben Little: Whoever makes it to the top first has got this thing won.

The crowd is yelling, cheering, booing; making a ton of noise as both Gangsta White and Matt Arcara approach the top of the ladder, 20 feet above the ring mat.

Owen Nelson: Here we go…whose going to get that “Golden Ticket?”

At the top of the ladder, the two men (Matt on one side and Gangsta on the other) begin exchanging blows to the face.

Everyone inside Safeco Field is on their feet.

“Big” Ben Little: God, what a hell of a match. Which one of these two survivors will be able to retrieve that briefcase?

Matt Arcara gains the advantage, as he takes Gangsta by the head and slams his face into the top of the ladder.

Gangsta almost falls off the ladder but hangs on, as Matt reaches for the briefcase but just as his fingers make contact with it, Gangsta reaches up and pokes “The Living Legend” in his eyes.

Owen Nelson: Matt almost had it but Gangsta sticks his fingers in Matt’s eyes.

Gangsta White then reaches for the briefcase and his fingers are touching it, as Matt Arcara reaches into his tights and pulls out his signature Brass Knuckles, sliding them onto his right hand.

“Big” Ben Little: Owen, look! Matt’s got his Brass Knucks!

Gangsta White has the briefcase in his grasps and he begins to unhook it, when suddenly WHAM! Matt Arcara nails Gangsta White in the face with the Brass Knucks, as GANGSTA FALLS BACK 20 FEET BELOW TO THE CANVAS!!!

Crowd: Ooohhh!

Owen Nelson: Oh! Brass Knucks to the face and then a 20-foot plunge!

Matt Arcara is the only one on the ladder, as he reaches up and unhooks the briefcase!

BELL RINGS!!!

“Big” Ben Little: He’s done it! Arcara has won the “Golden Ticket!”

Sam Jenkans: Here is your winner and thus the winner of the “Golden Ticket.”…MATT ARCARA!

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Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, our next contest is scheduled for one fall with no time limit. Introducing first, making his return to the ECFW - he weighs in at 245 pounds, he hails from Chicago, Illinois…GLYCERIN! (Crowd cheers)

The crowd is going crazy as Finger 11’s “Paralyzer” begins to play, and the famed Glycerin himself steps out onto the stage, a big grin on his face.

Owen Nelson: This is Glycerin’s first match here in ECFW since 2004, and damn, I can’t wait to see this former ECFW Tag Team and HardCore Champion in action.

Glycerin makes his way down to the ring and enters, the fans voicing their support for this ECFW Alumni.

Sam Jenkans: And now for his opponent: weighing 235 pounds, from Denver, Colorado, this is…SCOTT ANDREWS! (Crowd boos)

“I’m So Sick” by Flyleaf hits as the cocky rookie walks out onto the stage.

“Big” Ben Little: Scott Andrews is 3-0 here in ECFW, and he plans on going 4-0 here tonight if he can defeat Glycerin.

[Glycerin stands in the center of the ring, watching every move Scott Andrews makes on the way to the ring. As the music dies out, Scott begins a verbal attack on Glycerin from outside of the ring. Glycerin comes to the ropes, but the ref tries to keep him in the ring. Andrews grins, but still seems hesitant to get in the ring. He grabs the bottom ropes, but releases and walks over towards the steps. Despite the heat that Andrews is receiving from the Montreal crowd, he continues to consider his options from outside of the ring as referee Josh Pinth begins checking over Glycerin in the ring. Scott Andrews ignores the onslaught of booing and slides into the ring behind Glycerin. Before Glycerin can turn around, Andrews sends him staggering backwards into the corner with a quick elbow. DING! DING! DING! Glycerin manages to get a few punches on Scott, but with a knee to the stomach, Scott keeps him in the corner.]

Owen Nelson: This match is officially underway, and the rookie, Scott Andrews has got the veteran, Glycerin, in the corner to start this match off.

[Pulling Glycerin out of the corner, Scott lands a short-arm clothesline on Glycerin. The ref attempts to check on Glycerin, but Andrews grabs Glycerin by the hair and pulls him back up to his feet. Scott sends Glycerin into the ropes. As Glycerin comes back, Scott scoops him up by the waist and brings him down, back first, on the mat.]

“Big” Ben Little: Nice back suplex by Andrews.

[Scott rises first, grinning at what he has done thus far. He tells the ref to 'shut up' as sizes up Glycerin for the next attack. Waiting near the ropes, Scott prepares himself as Glycerin gets back up to one knee. He rises quickly, ducking Scott's attempted super kick, and hits Scott with a German suplex! The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Glycerin starts to get the momentum shifting in his favor. Scott, dizzy and holding his head, makes his way to his feet, but gets caught by Glycerin's hand as it grips his throat. Glycerin throws Scott's arm over his and lifts him, but Scott elbows Glycerin in the head, stopping the ChokeSlam. Scott drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring while shaking his head at Glycerin who is telling him to back in the ring. Josh Pinth starts the count. (1.)Scott blows off Glycerin's harsh words. (2.) Andrews grabs the ropes, but as Glycerin approaches, he backs away with a grin. (3.) Glycerin climbs out of the ring and goes after Scott. (4.) Andrews climbs up the ring steps and walks to the side opposite from where Glycerin stands.]

Owen Nelson: What does the rookie have on his mind here???

[(5.) Glycerin comes around the steps and Andrews leaps off of the apron with a double axe handle, (6.) but Glycerin dodges and Andrews LANDS ON THE RING STEPS! (7.) Glycerin lifts up Andrews and pushes him back into the ring. (8.) Glycerin slides into the ring. Glycerin stands and pulls Scott up by his head to a bent over position. The fans begin to cheer a little more for Glycerin as he puts Scott Andrew's head between his legs and raises up his arm. Andrews, having no time to recover, is hoisted up and drove down to the mat with a sickening thud!]

“Big” Ben Little: What impact!

[A huge pop for Glycerin as he heads over to the turnbuckle. He climbs out onto the apron and climbs up to the top rope. With the crowd behind him, Glycerin steadies himself and leaps forward with his arms outwards towards the fallen Andrews who MOVES! Glycerin smacks the mat with his back, but sits up, holding his back in pain. Andrews begins dragging himself towards the ropes, little by little, still hurting from the vicious power bomb. Josh Pinth starts the count. (1.) Glycerin leans back against the ropes opposite of where Scott Andrews is heading (2.) and uses the top rope to begin pulling himself back up to his feet. (3.) Andrews, in similar fashion, rests over the bottom rope, still trying to regain his senses. (4.) Glycerin, in a second wind, pulls himself back up to his feet, but leans against the rope.]

Owen Nelson: Glycerin is back up, and you can tell he’s hurting.

[The ref looks over at Scott Andrews who is now holding the middle rope. Glycerin takes a few seconds to regain focus before he goes after Scott who is now holding himself up against the top rope. Scott, playing dead, catches Glycerin with boot to the mid-section and pulls his head in under his own arm. Andrews hits a DDT on Glycerin and rolls him over. Scott hooks the leg in a pin attempt. Josh Pinth drops to the math for the count...ONE... TWO.. TH- Glycerin grabs the bottom rope. Andrews argues with the ref who points at the rope. Andrews rises quickly and kicks Glycerin in the ribcage. Andrews taunts him, kicking him again.]

“Big” Ben Little: Scott Andrews has a bright future here in ECFW, Owen. That’ for sure.

[Andrews grabs Glycerin's leg and pulls him to the center of the ring. He jumps and brings down a knee across the forehead of Glycerin. A very cocky, but tired Scott Andrews throws only an arm over Glycerin's chest. ONE... TWO... Glycerin kicks out! Andrews becomes frustrated and gets back to his feet. Scott catches Glycerin as he starts to get up and grabs his head, pulling him to his feet. Andrews pulls Glycerin in for another DDT, but Glycerin pushes Scott back against the ropes. Andrews drops a forearm into Glycerin's back, but Glycerin hooks his arms around Scott's waist and pulls him away from the ropes. The crowd cheers loudly as Glycerin throws Scott over his head with a devastating overhead belly to belly suplex.]

Owen Nelson: Belly-To-Belly!

[Glycerin gets up onto one knee and looks over to Scott who is flat on his back. Glycerin walks over to Scott and grabs him by the hair. The ref moves around them as Glycerin grabs Scott's throat and throws him arm over his own. Not wasting any time, Glycerin hoists Scott up and sends him down, as if to throw him to the mat with a ChokeSlam!]

“Big” Ben Little: What? The ChokeSlam?!

[Glycerin gets down and covers the rookie, hooking the far leg…1...2...Scott Andrews kicks out!]

Owen Nelson: Scott Andrews kicks out at two-and-a-half. What a match this is.

[Glycerin stands up, pulling the dazed Scott Andrews up with him. Glycerin then sends Andrews to the corner. Glycerin runs at the cornered rookie for the attack, but Scott suddenly moves out of the way, and Glycerin hits nothing but turnbuckles. Glycerin staggers backward out of the corner, backing right into a hard neckbreaker by Scott Andrews!]

“Big” Ben Little: Yes! Andrews is still in this thing, as he hits Glycerin with the neckbreaker.

[Scott Andrews uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. Upon standing, Scott Andrews shakes his cobwebs loose, trying to regain his composure.]

Owen Nelson: Scott Andrews has taken quite a beating in this match, but he has found a window and he has brought himself back into this thing.

[Glycerin is now making his way back up to his feet, holding his neck in pain. Scott Andrews signals for the end, as he then kicks Glycerin hard in the stomach. Scott Andrews then begins to set Glycerin up for the Brainwash…but Glycerin counters, giving Andrews the vertical suplex instead!]

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: Oh…Andrews was about to put Glycerin away right there with the Brainwash, but Glycerin somehow countered. He got lucky, Owen.

[Both men are down, as Scott Andrews rolls out of the ring to ringside, holding his lower back in pain.]

Owen Nelson: And where is Andrews going now???

[Out at ringside, Scott Andrews grabs a steel chair and folds it up; Andrews then turns and brings it into the ring with him.]

The sold-out crowd is on their feet, booing and yelling.

“Big” Ben Little: Andrews has had enough, and he’s got a steel chair now.

Owen Nelson: If Andrews uses this, then he will be disqualified. He should really think about what he is doing here…

[In the ring, the referee is trying to take the chair away from Scott, warning him that he will be disqualified. But Scott refuses and he pulls the chair away from the referee, but when he does….he gets the CHAIR DROPKICKED BACK INTO HIS FACE, courtesy of Glycerin!]

Crowd: OOHH!

“Big” Ben Little: Oh no! Not this way!…

[The crowd is on their feet, as Glycerin covers the motionless Scott Andrews; the excited fans chant with the referee’s count: …1...2...

…Scott Andrews just barely gets his shoulder up in time!]

Crowd: Oooohhhh…

Owen Nelson: My God, how close was that?! I could’ve sworn that Glycerin had the match won right there.

[Glycerin looks up at the official, a shocked/stunned look on his face. The referee holds up just two fingers, as Glycerin slams his fist on the mat with frustration.]

“Big” Ben Little: Whew, that was a little too close for me…but you gotta hand it to Scott Andrews, Owen.

[Glycerin stands up, and he looks at the referee again who again assures the veteran that it was only a two-count. Glycerin turns back and he looks down at Scott Andrews, who is down on the mat, barely moving. Glycerin bends down and he grabs a handful of Scott Andrews’ hair, pulling Andrews up to his feet.]

Owen Nelson: What a match this has been, but Glycerin wants to end it right here, right now.

[Glycerin has Scott Andrews standing, and he scoops Andrews up for a body slam, but…Andrews suddenly slips down to his feet behind Glycerin, and rolls Glycerin up from behind into the schoolboy pin!…1...2...

…Glycerin barely kicks out, just in time!]

Another “Ooohhh” from the standing audience.

“Big” Ben Little: Was that it?! Was that three?!

[The referee stands up and holds only two fingers up, as Scott Andrews sits up (holding his head in pain) and looks up at the referee’s hand with dismay.]

Owen Nelson: Wow. Scott Andrews almost snuck in the backdoor and won this match right there. That was one of the nearest near falls I have ever seen.

[Scott Andrews stands up, and Glycerin is now up as well and Scott runs and takes him right back down with a hard clothesline. Scott Andrews looks down at Glycerin for a moment, before turning and picking up the steel chair once again.]

“Big” Ben Little: Oh, but that chair is still in there, and Scott Andrews wants to take Glycerin’s head off with it.

[The referee is yelling, trying to get Scott to get rid of the chair, but Scott refuses and pulls away from the official. Glycerin is making his way back up to his feet, holding his head in pain. Scott Andrews then takes the solid steel chair in his hands, and he swings it full-force for Glycerin’s head…but Glycerin ducks and kicks Andrews below the belt!]

Crowd cheers

Owen Nelson: Oh! Glycerin saves himself with a low blow, and you can’t blame him for that.

[Scott Andrews has dropped the chair to the mat, as he falls over, holding his groin in pain. The referee calls for the bell.]

!BELL RINGS!

“Big” Ben Little: Wait…the match is over, Owen!

Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner as a result of a disqualification…Scott Andrews!

ECFW WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
LUCKY LEFAY VS VIPER VENOM

Sam Jenkans: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the ECFW Women’s Championship.

"Freya" by The Sword comes over the P.A. as Viper Venom makes her way out to the ramp.

Sam Jenkans: Making her way to the ring first, she is the challenger; From Calgary, Alberta, Canada…Viper Venom!!

Viper walks down the ramp heading towards the ring as she walks up the ring steps climbing into the ring where she waits for the Champion.

"Gypsy Women" by Hillary Duff comes over the P.A. as Lucky LeFay makes her way out to the ramp with the Women's Title Belt hung over her shoulder. Lucky stops near the top of the ramp as she turns back towards the entrance as Maxie Fox and Dr. Damien Fowler make their way out joining her at the top of the ramp.

The three of them walk down the ramp as Viper stands in the middle of the ring waiting for Lucky to climb into the ring. Lucky walks up the ring steps while Maxie & Dr. Fowler stand out at ringside. Lucky climbs into the ring handing over the title belt as the bell sounds.

Owen Nelson: There’s the bell, and this Women’s Championship Match is officially underway.

The bell sounds as Lucky & Viper circle the ring Viper takes a glance outside the ring at Fowler & Maxie Fox allowing Lucky to jump viper from behind with a forearm to the back. Lucky spins Viper around catching her with a forearm to the face before whipping her off the ropes. Maxie reaches out grabbing the foot of Viper causing her to trip and fall to the mat as the crowd boos.

Ben Little: And already we are seeing that Viper Venom is at a disadvantage.

Viper slowly gets up only to be knocked down by a clothesline from Lucky who has a smirk on her face as she makes the cover 1..2..Viper kicks out. Lucky looks down at Viper grabbing Viper's head as she applies a rear chin lock grounding the challenger.

Owen Nelson: The chin-lock applied by the 2-Time Champion, Lucky LeFay.

Viper fights through the pain of the hold getting up to her feet causing Lucky to release the chin lock. Viper throws a right hand that connects following up with a kick to the gut and a DDT to Lucky as she makes a cover 1..2..Lucky kicks out!

Owen Nelson: A close call there for the Champ.

Viper gets to her feet urging Lucky to get up as well when Dr. Fowler jump up on the apron getting the attention of the referee.

Ben Little: What in the hell is that nut doing up there?

Fowler has the referee distracted as Maxie Fox slides in the ring from the other side as Viper looks on yelling for the referee to get Fowler off the apron. Maxie spins Viper around kicking her in the gut before delivering a Piledriver to Viper Venom before climbing out of the ring as Lucky crawls over and makes the cover 1..2..Viper kicks out! The crowd cheers as Maxie throws her arms up in shock that the match isn't over.

Owen Nelson: I can’t believe it!

Lucky gets up as she smacks Viper in the back of the head a couple of times while talking trash to her as she gets up. Viper gets to her feet as Lucky grabs Viper for the Outta Luck, but Viper counters with elbows to the head breaking her grip as Viper nails Lucky with a step up Enzguri to the head knocking the champion down to the mat.

Owen Nelson: Viper Venom countered Outta Luck and scored with a nice Enzguri to the head of Lucky.

Viper slowly gets to her feet as Maxie Fox climbs into the ring but is cut off by the referee as Viper picks up Lucky for the Bound Rebellion, but Dr. Fowler enters the ring holding the Women's Title Belt as he grabs the Belt and smashes it into the head of Viper Venom before she could hit Lucky with the Bound Rebellion!

“Big” Ben Little: Fowler just knocked Viper out with the Gold, and the referee didn’t see a thing thanks to the distraction provided by Maxie Fox.

Fowler helps Lucky over onto the motionless Viper Venom, as Fowler then shoves the title belt out and leaves the ring; Maxie jumps off the apron, as the ref turns around to see Lucky pinning Viper.

Owen Nelson: Please don’t tell me that this match is going to end like this…

Lucky makes the cover as the referee makes the count 1..2..Viper kicks out as the crowd goes nuts!

Ben Little: What the hell! How did Viper kick out of that?!

Lucky looks at the referee as we see her saying "you've got to be kidding me" Viper slowly gets up holding the back of her head as Lucky argues with the referee before taking notice that Viper is standing up. Lucky turns around and goes for a clothesline but misses as Viper ducks and connects with a super kick to the face of the Champion.

Dr. Fowler looks on in shock as he picks up the Title Belt sitting by his feet. Fowler climbs into the ring looking to hit Viper with the Belt but the referee stops Fowler before he has a chance. Viper challenges Fowler to come closer as Maxie Fox sneaks into the ring behind Viper with a chair in hand. Maxie gets up picking up the chair as she sneaks up behind Viper tapping her on the shoulder as Viper turns around and Maxie goes for a chair shot to the head but Viper ducks and kicks the chair out of Maxie's hands!

Owen Nelson: Yes!

Viper picks up the chair cracking it over the head of Maxie Fox!

Crowd: Oohh!

Ben Little: Chair shot right to the head of Maxie Fox!

Viper drops the chair and shakes her head as Maxie falls to the mat. Viper turns around and is caught with the OUTTA LUCK BY LUCKY LEFAY!!!

The crowd boos, as Dr. Fowler (at ringside) pulls the unconscious Maxie Fox out of the ring.

Owen Nelson: Viper Venom took Maxie Fox out with that steel chair, but Viper took her eye off the ball, and paid for it as she runs Outta Luck, courtesy of the Champion, Lucky LeFay.

The audience is on their feet and booing as Lucky LeFay has Viper Venom pinned, the far leg hooked…1...2...

…Viper Venom gets her foot on the bottom rope, just in time.

Crowd erupts!

“Big” Ben Little: Are you kidding me?

Lucky LeFay sits up, shocked and upset, as the referee assures Lucky that it was only a two-count. At ringside, Dr. Fowler is has Maxie Fox resting against the announce table, as he now looks into the ring.

Owen Nelson: Viper Venom was down for the count, but she was lucky enough to be close enough to those ropes…and thus, this war for the richest prize in all of women’s wrestling continues.

Frustrated, Lucky LeFay roughly brings her challenger, Viper Venom, up to her feet. Lucky yells in Viper’s face, before setting her up for another Outta Luck…only this time, Viper elbows her way out of it and then takes LeFay down with a hard clothesline!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: How does Viper keep fighting back, Owen?

Lucky LeFay gets back up, as Viper kicks her in the gut and sets her up for the Bound Rebellion…until Dr. Fowler again jumps up onto the ring apron. Viper sees this, and she lets go of Lucky LeFay; Viper runs over and takes Damien Fowler out with a right hand, knocking him off the ring apron!

Crowd cheers

Owen Nelson: Oh! Viper gets rid of Dr. Fowler, who had no business up there in the first place.

Viper Venom turns back around and Lucky LeFay runs at her for the attack, but Viper ducks and grabs Lucky, forcing her down to the mat where Viper then locks in the Anaconda Vice submission hold!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: Oh no! Viper’s got the Anaconda Vince locked in, and I don’t know how Lucky is going to get out of this one, folks.

Lucky LeFay is screaming out in pain, as Viper Venom has the submission locked in tight on the center of the ring’s mat. The referee is kneeled down, watching closely for a submission; both Fowler and Fox are down at ringside.

Owen Nelson: Viper Venom has got the Champion locked in the Anaconda Vice, a very dangerous and lethal submission hold, and this could spell a new Champion right here tonight in Montreal.

Viper Venom tightens the hold. Lucky LeFay is trying to reach the ropes with her feet, but the ropes are too far away. Viper again tightens the hold, and Lucky looks to be fading away.

“Big” Ben Little: Lucky’s either got to tap out or pass out…she’s got no other options that I see.

The referee asks Lucky if she wants to give it up, but Lucky barely mumbles an in un-auditory response. Viper tightens the hold, and Lucky has stopped moving altogether.

Owen Nelson: I think the Champ has passed out!

Viper tightens the hold even more, and the referee is trying to communicate with the victimized Lucky LeFay, but the Champion is unresponsive. The official tries one more time, but Lucky is out cold. The referee then stands and calls for the bell.

!BELL RINGS!

“Big” Ben Little: What?!

Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has stopped this match due to Lucky LeFay passing out…thus, your winner and NEW ECFW WOMEN’S CHAMPION…VIPER VENOM!

STONE MOUNTAIN DEATH MATCH / TAG TEAM TITLES
HAVEN PARADOX ((Dean Remi -&- A.M.))
VS
HAVENPARADOX:SHADOWS OF WAR ((Ender Zax-&-Neon Zarux))

ECFW CHAMPIONSHIP HELL IN A CELL MATCH
JASON BLADE VS SAM WILDE

As soon as the bell sounds, Jason Blade and Sam Wilde immediately start throwing punches, exchanging blows to the face.

The sold-out audience is on their feet, cheering.

Owen Nelson: This match has started, and these two bitter enemies are wasting no time.

The two ECFW Hall-of-Famers are rapidly and fiercely throwing closed right fists, connecting with their opponent’s head and/or face with each strike.

“Big” Ben Little: Damn - you can hear these heavy right hands throughout the Bell Centre here in Montreal.

Jason Blade finally gains the upper hand, and he drives his knee into the mid-section of the man formerly known as “Coca Boy.”
Jason Blade then whips Sam Wilde into the ropes; Wilde bounces back to find that “The Loose Cannon” Jason Blade has ducked his head down too early, and Sam takes advantage with a sharp kick right to the face of the 4-Time ECFW Champion!

Crowd: Oh!

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade lowered his head too early and he paid for it right there. Big time.

Jason Blade is staggering, holding his face in pain, as Sam Wilde runs at him for the clothesline, but The Blademeister ducks down and catches Wilde from behind with the neckbreaker!

“Big” Ben Little: The neckbreaker!

Jason Blade rolls over and he makes the cover over Sam Wilde, hooking the near leg as he does so…1...2.Sam Wilde kicks out!

Owen Nelson: Barely even a two-count, as the challenger kicks out of the first pin attempt of this historic match-up.

Sam Wilde stands up to his feet, holding his neck in pain.
Jason Blade swings at Sam Wilde, but Sam ducks and he punches Jason in his ribcage.
Sam Wilde then throws “The Loose Cannon” into the corner, where Sam then runs and clotheslines the cornered ECFW Champion!

“Big” Ben Little: Sam Wilde’s got Jason Blade stuck in the corner now.

Sam Wilde keeps Jason Blade in the corner, where Sam then punches Jason in his head repeatedly.
Sam Wilde has his fists clenched tightly, pounding away at Jason Blade’s unprotected skull.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde is taking out all of his hate, anger, and fury on Jason Blade in that corner.

Sam Wilde finally stops, as Jason is now seated, leaning against the turnbuckles.
Sam Wilde uses his boot to choke Jason Blade in the corner…Jason cannot breath.

“Big” Ben Little: Sam is choking Jason right now, but this match is No Disqualifications, and there is absolutely nothing that the official can do.

Jason is struggling for air, as Sam finally lets up before kicking Jason straight in the face.
Jason Blade is helpless at the moment, as Sam Wilde forces him up to his feet and then pulls him into a short-arm clothesline!

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde has taken complete control of this Hell in a Cell Match here in the early-going.

Jason Blade is down on the mat, as Sam Wilde drops an elbow into Blade’s heart.
The former “Coca Boy” then makes the cover over Jason Blade…1...2...Jason Blade gets his shoulder up off the mat!

“Big” Ben Little: Only a two-count. Keep on him, Sam.

Sam Wilde brings Jason Blade up to his feet, and he guides him over and slams his face into the top turnbuckle pad.
Sam has Jason in the corner, where he then lifts The Blademeister up and sets him up onto the top turnbuckle; Sam climbs up himself.

Owen Nelson: The challenger’s got the Champion up on the top rope, and what on Earth could we be about to witness here???

On the top rope, Sam Wilde is setting Jason Blade up for the Superplex, but the ECFW World Heavyweight Champion manages to fight out of it, punching Wilde in his ribcage repeatedly. Jason Blade then pushes Sam Wilde off the top rope, and Sam falls all the way down, crashing hard on the ring canvas below.

Crowd: Oohh!

“Big” Ben Little: Oh, no…Sam…?

Sam Wilde is down on his back on the mat, as Jason Blade is still up on the top rope and he stands and gains his balance.
“The Loose Cannon” then dives off the top rope for the Flying Elbow Drop…but Sam Wilde rolls out of the way, and Blade hits nothing but canvas!

Another “Oohh” from the sold-out audience.

Owen Nelson: Sam moved, and Jason hit nothing but canvas there. He will be feeling that one in the morning, for sure.

Both men are down on the mat.

“Big” Ben Little: They’re both down, Owen. Whoever can make it to their feet first will most certainly have the advantage.

A few moments pass by, before both men begin to stir up to their feet.
Jason Blade is near the ropes, as Sam Wilde runs and clotheslines “The Loose Cannon” over the top rope, out to the floor at ringside (between the ring and the Hell in a Cell structure’s chain-link wall).

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde sends the ECFW World Heavyweight Champion out to ringside, and that is only closer to the dangerous steel mesh that surrounds the ring.

Sam Wilde steps out to ringside as well.
Out at ringside, by the Cell, Sam Wilde brings Jason Blade up to his feet.
Sam tries to slam Jason’s face into the steel Cell wall, but Jason counters and instead slams Wilde’s face into the chain-link Cell!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: Oh no…Sam Wilde turns out to be the first one to have to taste that cold steel of the infamous Hell in a Cell.

Sam Wilde is staggering, as Jason grabs him by the head and again slams his bare face into the Hell in a Cell!

Owen Nelson: Again!

Jason Blade then takes Sam Wilde by his arm and uses it to whip Sam across, over and back-first into the corner of the Hell in a Cell structure.

Crowd: Oh!

Owen Nelson: Sam goes back-first, right into the Cell’s corner.

Sam Wilde staggers out of the corner, holding his back in pain; Jason Blade kicks Sam in the gut and goes for the Blade Cutter on the floor, but…Sam Wilde counters, and he pushes Jason off and face-first into the Cell wall!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: What a counter! Jason Blade gets sent face-first into the steel, after his precious Blade Cutter was countered. Beautiful.

Jason Blade is down on the floor, near the Cell wall, holding his face in pain; Sam is taking this time to regain his composure.
Sam Wilde then kneels down and reaches underneath the ring…the former “Coca Boy” pulls out a Steel Chair.

Crowd reaction is mixed.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde’s found a steel chair, and anything goes in this match.

Sam Wilde looks at the solid steel chair in his hands, and he smiles sadistically.
Jason Blade is standing back up to his feet…Sam swings the steel weapon for Blade’s face, but Jason ducks and Sam’s chair strikes the Hell in a Cell instead; Jason Blade then kicks Sam Wilde in the gut and throws him into the Cell wall!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: Ah, dammit - it wasn’t supposed to happen that way!

Sam Wilde is staggering (holding his face in pain) as he then rolls into the ring.
Still at ringside, Jason Blade picks up the steel chair that Sam dropped, and he then takes it into the ring with him (both men are back in the ring).

Owen Nelson: They’re both back inside the squared circle now, only now the Champion’s got a solid steel chair.

In the ring, Sam Wilde is up.
Jason Blade swings the chair for Sam’s face, but Sam ducks and kicks Jason hard below the belt (causing Jason to drop the chair to the mat)!

Crowd boos

“Big” Ben Little: Whew - a life-saving low blow there by the challenger, Sam Wilde.

Jason Blade is crouched over, holding his groin in pain, as Sam Wilde picks up the chair.
Jason finally stands straight, and when he does…CRACK! Sam Wilde cleans Jason’s clock, nailing him right over the head with the chair, imprinting Blade’s skull into it.

Crowd: Oohh!

Owen Nelson: Jesus, what a chair shot! IT sounded like a damn gunshot.

Jason Blade is down and out on the mat, as we can now see that his forehead has been split open, and blood is pouring out of the wound.

The crowd gasps, as the on looking Sam Wilde smiles.

“Big” Ben Little: Whoa…that chair really laced the ECFW Champion, as Jason Blade is now bleeding like a stuffed pig.

Sam Wilde still has the dented chair in his hands, as he then drops it to the mat.
Sam Wilde bends down and he grabs the bloodied ECFW Champion, dragging him up to his feet (blood is dripping all over the place).

Owen Nelson: Wow, Jason Blade is really cut open bad.

Sam Wilde has Jason Blade standing, and Sam then knees Jason in the gut; Sam Wilde starts setting the bloody “Loose Cannon” up for The Wilde Card, looking to drive Jason’s bloody face into the steel chair, but just as Sam is about to execute the move…Jason Blade suddenly counters, dropping down and rolling Sam Wilde up from behind into the schoolboy pin!…1...2...Sam Wild kicks out just in time!

The crowd “Ooohhh”’s at how close the near fall was.

“Big” Ben Little: Ah, thank God!

Sam Wilde jumps up to his feet, and he takes the crimson-faced ECFW Champion down with a sick clothesline; Sam then makes the immediate cover, hooking the far leg…1...2...Jason Blade kicks out!

Owen Nelson: Another near fall.

Sam Wilde is beginning to look frustrated, as he stands up and yells at the referee.

“Big” Ben Little: Don’t lose your focus, Sam. You are so close to winning that 3^rd ECFW Championship…

Sam Wilde brings Jason Blade up to his feet; Sam executes the snap suplex, before recovering The Blademeister…1...2...Jason Blade gets his shoulder up once again.

Owen Nelson: A nicely-executed snap suplex by Sam Wilde, but it still wasn’t enough to keep “The Calgary Colossus” down for the three.

Sam Wilde stands up and again brings the bloody Jason Blade up to his feet.
Sam tosses Jason through the ropes and out to the floor at ringside, near the Cell wall; Sam follows.

“Big” Ben Little: Sam Wilde is taking this bad boy back outside of the ring, where things get just a wee bit more dangerous…

Out at ringside, between the ring and the Cell walls, Sam Wilde has Jason Blade up.
Sam scoops Jason up, and then rams Jason back-first into the chain-link Cell wall!

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde is simply punishing Jason Blade now, not only in an attempt to win the match but to extract his revenge upon “The Loose Cannon,” who gave Sam’s wife the Blade Cutter just four days ago on Tuesday Night Terror.

Sam Wilde slams Jason again into the Hell in a Cell, before dropping him; Jason is down on the floor, arching his back in pain.

“Big” Ben Little: The challenger, Sam Wilde, has been dominating nearly this entire match thus far, Owen.

Sam Wilde pulls the bloody-faced Jason Blade back up, and he leans/stands him up against the Cell’s wall.
Sam Wilde then takes a few steps back, measuring up his prey.

Owen Nelson: What does Sam Wilde have on his mind here???

Sam Wilde then charges at Jason Blade for the attack, but “The Loose Cannon” suddenly ducks down, picks Sam up, and Flapjacks him face-first into the steel Cell wall!

Crowd: Oohh!

“Big” Ben Little: Oh! Oh no!

Sam Wilde is down on the floor near the Cell wall, now bleeding from his forehead; blood rushes down his face.

Owen Nelson: What a move by the Champion, and it results in Sam Wilde being busted wide open just like Blade.

Sam Wilde is down on the floor, completely busted open, as the also-bloody Jason Blade is standing again, having shaken his cobwebs loose.

“Big” Ben Little: This is not good…

Jason Blade pulls Sam Wilde up to his knees, and with Sam on his knees, Jason takes Sam by his head and he slams Sam Wilde’s face into the Cell wall repeatedly; he slams it over and over and over and over and over again!

The crowd is on their feet, cheering the ECFW Champ on.

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade is like a madman! He is relentless here tonight at Destruction.

Sam’s bloody face gets slammed into the Hell in a Cell’s steel chain-link wall for the final time, as Jason Blade finally lets up and Sam Wilde simply collapses to the floor, his face a bloody mess and his blood now stuck on the chain-link where his face was crushed up against several times.

“Big” Ben Little: Man - both of these guys are really cut wide open, especially Wilde.

Jason Blade takes a moment to wipe some of the blood out of his eyes, before he grabs Sam Wilde and pulls him up, rolling him back into the ring; Jason follows.

Owen Nelson: The Blademeister is taking Sam Wilde back into the ring, because keep in mind that the fall must take place inside of the ring for this match to end.

In the ring, Sam Wilde is struggling up to his feet, trying to use the ropes as blood drips off of his face.
Sam manages to stand, and he walks forward, being tripped by Jason Blade, who then turns the bloody Englishman over into THE HIGHLIGHTER submission hold!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: Oh, shit - not The Highlighter!

Sam Wilde is screaming in pain, as Jason Blade has The Highlighter perfectly applied in the center of the blood-soaked ring.
The referee is kneeled down, watching closely for a submission.

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade’s got Sam Wilde locked in The Highlighter, and if Wilde taps out, then Jason Blade retains his Gold here tonight at Destruction 2008.

Sam Wilde is reaching desperately for the ropes, but is not able to reach them.
Jason leans back even further, tightening the hold and applying even more pressure to the lower spine of his opponent and rival.
Blood has soaked Sam Wilde’s skin and hair, as his face is completely covered in the crimson red of his body’s blood; Sam is yelling and gritting his teeth in excruciating agony as he tries still to make it to the ropes.

“Big” Ben Little: Sam, God, please don’t tap out! I’ve got a lot of money riding on this match…think about your wife, Kitten, Sam!

Jason Blade tightens the hold once more, as Sam still tries to reach for the ropes.

Crowd: TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! Etc.

Owen Nelson: This live, sold-out audience here in Montreal, Quebec want Sam Wilde to tap out. But will the challenger give in???

With the deadly submission hold still applied, Sam Wilde somehow manages to pull himself just a little bit closer to the ropes, still yelling out in pain.

“Big” Ben Little: Ugh, let go of him, Jason!

Jason Blade leans back even further, and Sam Wilde’s back is completely bent, as he pulls himself just a little bit closer to the ropes…Sam reaches forward and he…snatches the bottom rope!

The crowd immediately erupts with a loud chorus of boos, as the referee forces Jason Blade to break the hold.

Owen Nelson: Much to Montreal’s dismay, Sam Wilde did somehow make it to the bottom rope, and thus the hold had to be broken.

“The Loose Cannon” reluctantly breaks the hold, as he then falls to his knees; Sam Wilde is squirming on the mat, holding his back in dire pain.

“Big” Ben Little: What a man Sam Wilde is. He never gave up, Owen.

Owen Nelson: I will give him that, but the damage has most certainly been done.

Jason Blade stands up to his feet, and he looks at the referee, and then down at Sam Wilde, who is lying on the mat in a puddle of his own blood.
Jason Blade walks over and he bends down to pick Sam up…but Sam suddenly pulls Jason down and into the small package pin!…1...2...Jason Blade just barely kicks out in time!

Crowd: Ooohhh!

“Big” Ben Little: I thought he had won the Title right there!

Both men jump up to their feet, and Jason Blade immediately goes for the clothesline, but Sam Wilde ducks and kicks “The Loose Cannon” in his mid-section.
Sam Wilde then tries to whip Jason into the ropes, but Jason Blade reverses and instead sends Wilde into the ropes; Jason picks up the dented steel chair.
Sam Wilde bounces back and right into the WHACK! Steel chair shot from Jason Blade, which knocks Sam stumbling backward against the ropes.

Crowd: Oohh!

Owen Nelson: Good God Almighty! It was like a steel chair baseball bat being swung right across the face of Sam Wilde.

But Sam is still standing, thanks to the ropes. But not for long, as Jason Blade runs forward and WHACK! Jason nails Sam once again across the face with the chair, this time knocking Sam Wilde over the top rope and out to the floor at ringside!

Another collective “Oohh!” from the sold-out crowd.

“Big” Ben Little: Another one! This time it sends Wilde to the outside, and my God he’s got to have a severe concussion after those two shots to the head.

Still in the ring, Jason Blade looks at the dented, blood-stained steel chair in his hands, and he smiles through his blood.
Jason drops the chair to the blood-stained canvas, before he walks over and steps out to ringside where the bloody mess that is Sam Wilde lies.

Owen Nelson: Man, what a match this has been already. And I have a feeling its far, far from over, folks…

Out at ringside, the crimson-faced challenger is using the chain-link Hell in a Cell to try and pull himself up to his feet, completely dazed and knocked loopy.

“Big” Ben Little: Man, Sam Wilde has got to try to find a way back into this thing…

Sam Wilde is up, staggering as blood pours off of his head and face to the floor. Sam turns and Jason swings and punches Sam right in the face, blood flying upon contact, and Sam falls right back down to one knee.
“The Loose Cannon” then takes Sam Wilde’s head, and he pushes Sam’s face into the Cell, and he rakes it against the steel chain-link!

The crowd is cheering.

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade is grating Sam Wilde’s face and skin against the Hell in a Cell. This is sick.

Jason finally lets go, as Sam falls back; bits of blood and skin have been raked onto the chain-link Cell wall.
Jason Blade pulls Sam Wilde up to his feet, and Jason tries to slam Wilde’s head into the ring post…but Sam Wilde suddenly drops to his knees and low blows The Blademeister!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: Desperate times call for desperate measures.

The bloody Jason Blade has fallen to his knees, holding his groin in pain, as Sam Wilde is taking this time to catch his breath and try to recuperate.

Owen Nelson: Out of sheer desperation, and who could blame him, Sam Wilde low blowed the ECFW Champion.

Several moments pass by, before both bloodied Hall-of-Famers begin to stir up to their feet, both dazed and fatigued.

“Big” Ben Little: This match is really taking its toll on these young guys, Owen.

Jason Blade is the first to stand, walking gingerly, and he takes a swing for the face of Sam Wilde, but the former “Coca Boy” manages to block it, and then stick his thumb in Jason’s eye.
Sam Wilde then takes Jason Blade and rolls him back into the ring; hurt and dazed, Sam Wilde follows.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde is taking this match back into the ring, perhaps to end it???

In the ring, Jason Blade has made it to his feet.
Sam Wilde grabs Blade by his arm and tries to send him to the corner, but “The Loose Cannon” reverses it and instead sends Wilde to the corner.
Jason Blade then runs at the cornered challenger for the attack but Sam moves out of the way, and Jason hits nothing but turnbuckles!

“Big” Ben Little: This is your time to capitalize, Sam!…

Jason Blade staggers out of the corner, a bloody mess, and he is greeted by Sam Wilde’s kick to the gut.
Sam Wilde then goes for The Wilde Card, but Jason Blade counters and shoves Sam off and into the corner!

A collective sigh of relief from the sold-out audience.

Owen Nelson: Blade may have got lucky there.

Sam Wilde now staggers out of the corner, and Jason Blade goes for the Blade Cutter, but Sam counters and escapes, and drives his knee into the lower spine of the World Heavyweight Champion.
Sam then turns Jason around, sets him up, and plants his bloody face into the canvas with THE WILDE CARD!

Crowd boos loudly

“Big” Ben Little: Yes! Yes! He hit it. We’ve got a new Champion. Cover him, Sam. Cover him!

Sam Wilde takes a second to shake his cobwebs loose, before he rolls Jason Blade over onto his back and covers him; the dismayed audience chants with the referee’s hand: …1...2...

…Jason Blade gets his shoulder up just in time!

CROWD ERUPTS!

Owen Nelson: Yes! He did it! Blade got the shoulder up - I don’t believe it!

Sam Wilde sits up, looking through his blood at the referee, shocked.

“Big” Ben Little: There’s no way…no way!

Owen Nelson: Yes way, Ben. Jason Blade kicked out after The Wilde Card. Damn, what a match.

Sam Wilde stands up, and as he does he nearly falls back over but he hangs onto the top rope to maintain his balance.
Sam then wipes some of the blood out of his eyes, before stepping up into the referee’s face, yelling, “It was two! Bloody two!”

“Big” Ben Little: This is a damn travesty. Sam Wilde should be the 3-Time ECFW Champion right now, dammit.

Sam Wilde is arguing with the official, Red Hairing, who is trying to calm Sam Wilde down, telling him that it was only a two-count.

Owen Nelson: Sam needs to stop wasting time, and go back to work on the ECFW Champion.

Frustrated and pissed, Sam Wilde pushes the referee, who in turn gives Sam a warning.
Sam Wilde turns back and he looks down at Jason Blade, who is flat on his back on the blood-covered canvas.
Sam shakes his head, before bending down and grabbing a handful of Jason Blade’s blood-soaked/drenched hair, and he pulls the near-limp “Loose Cannon” up to his feet.

“Big” Ben Little: Finish him off right here, Sam…

Sam Wilde is keeping Jason Blade standing, holding his face up and talking trash.
Sam then kicks Jason hard in the gut, and Sam sets up for a second Wilde Card…but Jason Blade suddenly escapes/counters, spinning Sam around and giving him the BLADE CUTTER!

CROWD ERUPTS!

Owen Nelson: Oh, shit - from out of nowhere - The Blade Cutter on Sam Wilde!

Both men are down and out on the blood-stained mat, as the referee stands over them, simply shaking his head with amazement.

“Big” Ben Little: Ugh, how could this of happened? Sam Wilde had Jason Blade right where he wanted him.

Another moment or two passes by, before Jason Blade finally manages to roll over onto his gut, reach over, and drape his arm across his challenger’s chest; the crowd chants with the referee’s count: …1...2...

…Sam Wilde gets his shoulder up just barely!

A collective “Ooohhh” from the sold-out audience, amazed at how close the near fall was.

Owen Nelson: Oh, and its not over yet. You’ve got to hand it to the challenger there, who managed to get his shoulder up after sustaining The Highlighter, two vicious chair shots, and now the Blade Cutter.

Both men are down and out, both completely covered in blood. The audience is on their feet, applauding the efforts of the two brave competitors.

“Big” Ben Little: This sold-out crowd here in Montreal, Quebec’s Bell Centre is letting these two ECFW Hall-of-Famers know that they appreciate their sacrifices here in this incredibly bloody, violent match.

The ring canvas is completely soaked in both men’s blood. There are literally puddles and pools of dark crimson blood all over the ring mat. Everywhere you look, there is blood, inside and out of the ring. On the mat, besides the two bodies, lies the dented steel chair.

Owen Nelson: Which one of these gladiators will be the first to his feet???

Several moments pass by, before both men begin to stir to their feet.

Crowd: JASON! JASON! JASON! JASON! JASON! JASON! Etc.

“Big” Ben Little: C’mon, Sam…don’t listen to these idiot Canadians.

Finally, both bloody, groggy superstars are up.
Dazed and fatigued, they begin to slowly exchange blows, exhausted.

Owen Nelson: They are back up and throwing rights, but not at nearly the velocity that they did at the beginning of this bloodbath of a match.

Sam Wilde finally gains the upper hand, and he sends Jason Blade to the ropes with the Irish whip.
Jason Blade bounces back and takes both himself and Sam Wilde down to the mat with the flying forearm (Shawn Michaels style).

“Big” Ben Little: Ouch.

Jason Blade then uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet, having to hold onto the top rope to keep standing.
“The Loose Cannon” looks down at Sam Wilde, who is down on the mat holding his throbbing head in pain.
Jason Blade wipes some of the blood form his eyes, before turning around and stepping out of the ring out to ringside.

Owen Nelson: Where is the Champion going?

Out at ringside, Jason Blade kneels down and he reaches underneath the ring…he pulls out the infamous Sledge Hammer!

The crowd cheers, as Jason stands up, smiling through his blood while staring at the deadly weapon he now firmly holds.

“Big” Ben Little: Oh, crap - not the Sledge Hammer! Ref, get that way from him.

Jason Blade slides the Sledge Hammer into the ring, before sliding back in himself.

“Big” Ben Little: Jason Blade’s got that deadly weapon, the Sledge Hammer, and if he hits Sam with this, not only could Sam suffer a severe, career-threatening concussion, but this match will definitely be over.

In the ring, Sam Wilde is climbing up to his feet.
Jason Blade takes the Sledge Hammer, and he swings it full-force for his rival’s head, but Sam ducks and kicks Blade in the stomach, causing the Champion to drop the Hammer to the blood-stained mat.
Sam Wilde then sets Jason Blade up for The Wilde Card, but Jason again counters and he pushes Sam off and into the ropes; Sam Wilde bounces back, and Jason quickly grabs the Sledge Hammer and WHAM! Jason drives the Hammer right into the ribs of Sam Wilde, who instantly yells out in pain and keels over, holding his ribs in pain.

Crowd: OOHH!

Owen Nelson: Oh, right to those ribs! Jason nailed Sam right in the mid-section, and Sam’s got to have broken ribs after that.

Sam Wilde is down on the mat, a bloody mess, squirming around as he clutches his hurting ribs/mid-section in pain.
Jason Blade looks down at his quivering opponent, and then at the Sledge Hammer in his hands and he again smiles through his blood.

“Big” Ben Little: This Jason Blade is a sick, sick man.

Jason Blade holds the Sledge Hammer up high, as the fans cheer.
Jason then steps back, yelling at Sam to “get up!”

Owen Nelson: And I don’t think Jason Blade is done yet, folks. The referee can’t do anything about this, although Sam Wilde’s career may be about to end right before our very eyes…

Sam Wilde is using the ropes to try and pull himself up to his feet, gasping for air as he keeps having to put one hand back to his probably-broken ribs.

“Big” Ben Little: Look how much pain Sam is in.

Jason Blade is stalking his prey, ready to hit Sam Wilde square in the face with the deadly Sledge Hammer.
Sam Wilde is almost up, and Jason is ready to swing, when suddenly the crowd begins to boo. Jason notices this, and confused, he turns around and sees that the ECFW General Manager, KITTEN CHARRINGTON, is running down to the ring/Hell in a Cell, a worried look on her pretty face.

Owen Nelson: Here comes the General Manager and the wife of Sam Wilde, Kitten Charrington. She is obviously concerned for her husband, whose career is in jeopardy right here, right now.

The crowd is booing, as the nearly-tear eyed Kitten Charrington is outside the Hell in a Cell, ordering the by standing officials to open the Hell in a Cell’s door.

Inside the Hell in a Cell, inside the ring, the bloody-faced Jason Blade is watching all of this.

“Big” Ben Little: Kitten Charrington-Wilde wants to have this match stopped; her poor husband was about to be decapitated by that sick bastard, Jason Blade.

As Jason watches from inside the caged ring, outside of the Cell, Kitten Charrington has retrieved the keys and she unlocks the padlock, opening the Hell in a Cell’s door.
Kitten steps in, a tear rolling down her cheek, yelling and screaming.

Owen Nelson: The General Manager is inside of the Hell in a Cell, and I honestly don’t think this is where she should be right now…

Kitten Charrington, clearly upset and worried for her husband’s well-being, enters the ring and she yells at Jason Blade, ordering him to drop the Sledge Hammer.

The crowd is booing, as Kitten is yelling in Jason Blade’s bloody face.

“Big” Ben Little: Kitten, you might wanna get out of there…

Kitten is in Jason’s face, as Jason suddenly grabs Kitten by her hair!

The crowd’s boos instantly convert into cheers.

Owen Nelson: Kitten Charrington may be in trouble here…

Kitten is screaming, a terrified look on her face, as Jason Blade has her by the hair in one hand, and his other hand is raising the Sledge Hammer, prepared to take out Charrington with it.
But suddenly…“The Loose Cannon” is knocked down from behind, thus Kitten is saved.

The crowd boos

“Big” Ben Little: Whew, thank God. Jason Blade was about to take Kitten Charrington out with that Sledge Hammer, until her husband, Sam Wilde, took down that demented Jason Blade.

With Jason Blade down in a puddle of his own blood, Sam Wilde is up (staggering a bit) and he grabs his scared wife, Kitten Charrington, and hugs her, telling her that “its alright, baby. I’m here.”

Owen Nelson: I’m glad, because Jason Blade may have done something he would have later regretted.

Sam Wilde helps his wife out of the ring, and Sam is escorting her out of the Hell in a Cell.

“Big” Ben Little: Sam Wilde is being a good husband, and getting his wife out of harm’s way.

Sam Wilde has Kitten Charrington outside of the Hell in a Cell, the door wide open, and Sam is trying to calm his wife down, telling her that it will be alright.
Suddenly…Sam is grabbed from behind, and thrown into the steel chain-link of the Hell in a Cell structure’s outside wall!

The crowd cheers loudly.

Owen Nelson: Uh-oh…Jason Blade is back, and he has taken Sam Wilde down…these two are outside of the Hell in a Cell now, and this can’t be good…

OUTSIDE of the Hell in a Cell, Kitten Charrington screams and backs off, keeping her distance from Jason Blade, who is like a man possessed.
Sam Wilde is using the chain-link Cell to pull himself back up.
Jason Blade grabs Sam and hoists him up onto his right shoulder, Jason then runs and rams Sam’s bloody head into the Hell in a Cell’s steel wall (Human Jablin)!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: God, that’s got to hurt!

Jason repeats this process, before dropping the half-conscious Sam Wilde to the arena floor, blood getting all over the place as the scared yet furious General Manager, Kitten Charrington, watches on from several yards away.

Owen Nelson: This is getting even uglier. These two guys are outside of the Hell in a Cell, thanks to Kitten Charrington unlocking the Cell’s door.

Jason Blade pulls Sam Wilde up to his feet, and he guides Sam over and around the outside of the Hell in a Cell structure.
Jason has led Sam over near the timekeeper’s table, where Jason tries to slam Sam’s bloody face into the table, but Sam suddenly counters and he punches The Blademeister repeatedly in the ribcage.
Sam Wilde then grabs Jason and throws him face-first into the corner of the Hell in a Cell, Jason falling backward while holding his head in pain.

“Big” Ben Little: Sam Wilde countered, and that is what he needed at this point in the match.

Sam Wilde takes a breather, also wiping the blood from his eyes.
Sam regains his composure, as Jason Blade is climbing back up to his feet.
Sam Wilde takes Jason Blade and guides him over to the English Announce Table, where Sam slams Jason’s face into the wooden table, leaving an imprint of blood on the table.
Jason falls back to the floor, and Sam then starts clearing off the announce table; Owen Nelson and Ben Little stand and back away from their own table, while talking…

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde has brought Jason Blade right over here to Ben and I’s table, and Sam has obviously got some evil intentions here…

The artist formerly known as “Coca Boy,” Sam Wilde, has cleared the table off, as Owen and Ben stand back.
Sam then turns back around, but when he does…WHAM! Jason Blade knocks Sam Wilde out cold with one of the TV Monitors from the announce table!

Crowd: OOHH!

“Big” Ben Little: Ah, God Damn! Jason Blade just used one of our own monitors, Owen, to knock Sam Wilde out cold.

Jason Blade staggers back up to his feet, dropping the damaged TV Monitor to the floor beside Sam Wilde’s blood body.
Jason Blade shakes his cobwebs loose, and he looks back through the Hell in a Cell, to the ramp way, where Kitten Charrington is watching with a very worried look on her face; Jason sees this and grins through his blood.

Owen Nelson: This has turned into a complete massacre here tonight. Man, what a bloodbath.

Jason Blade bends down and he grabs a handful of Sam Wilde’s blood-soaked hair, ready to pull Sam up to his feet, when suddenly…the former “Coca Boy” reaches up and low blows The Blademeister!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: Low blow! Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. Smart move by the challenger; even you could admit that, Owen.

Owen Nelson: Normally I’d say it was cheap and unnecessary, but in an anything-goes, career-threatening match such as this one…I will agree with you, Ben - it was a very, very smart move on the part of the challenger, Sam Wilde.

A few moments later, Sam Wilde has staggered back up to his feet, holding his head in pain.
Sam then looks down at Jason Blade, who is down on the floor holding his groin in pain; Sam then steps over Jason’s body, and he begins to climb the Hell in a Cell.

The audience stands to their feet.

“Big” Ben Little: Sam Wilde is heading up to the top of the Hell in a Cell, but why?

Owen Nelson: Maybe to gain some distance from “The Loose Cannon,” Jason Blade?

“Big” Ben Little: ….Nah.

Kitten Charrington is watching from the ramp way, complete shock and horror etched on her face, as she watches her injured husband scale the Hell in a Cell, now nearly up to the top, gritting his teeth in pain the whole time; meanwhile, down on the arena floor near the announce tables, Jason Blade has stood up, still holding his throbbing groin in pain.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde is nearly up to the top of the Hell in a Cell, which is nearly 20 feet above the ground, and neither Kitten Charrington or Jason Blade can believe what they are seeing.

Jason Blade sighs and he takes a deep breath, before stepping forward and climbing the Hell in a Cell, right under Sam Wilde.

The crowd cheers, as both Kitten Charrington (on the ramp) and the referee (still in the ring, inside the Hell in a Cell) watches with shock and amazement.

“Big” Ben Little: And now Jason is going to the top after Sam! This is not good…

Just as Sam Wilde stands up on the roof of the Hell in a Cell, he looks over his shoulder to see that Jason Blade is half-way up the Cell’s wall, climbing up to the top where Sam stands, his body covered with both his and Jason Blade’s blood.

Owen Nelson: This is scary, man…

Sam Wilde takes a few steps back, as the record-breaking 4-Time ECFW World Heavyweight Champion, Jason Blade, reaches the top of the Hell in a Cell, and he pulls himself up onto the roof.
Jason Blade stands, and now both men are on top of the Hell in a Cell, on its roof, nearly 20 feet above the ring.

The entire audience is on their feet, as they and everyone else in the arena are all looking up.

“Big” Ben Little: They’re both up there! God, this is gonna be bad.

On the roof of the Hell in a Cell, Sam Wilde immediately swings and punches Jason Blade in the face, staggering him.
Jason comes back with a right of his own, knocking Sam Wilde to one knee.

Owen Nelson: They are exchanging blows on the top of the Hell in a Cell. Both men have been up there before in the past, and each time…it ended with disaster.

The two bloody, legendary combatants are exchanging blows to the face on top of the Hell in a Cell, blood flying with each blow.
Jason Blade finally gains the upper hand, and he backs Sam Wilde up toward the center of the Cell’s roof.
Jason Blade then swings for a clothesline, but Sam Wilde ducks and hit’s the back suplex on “The Loose Cannon,” Jason’s body bouncing off the chain-link roof.

“Big” Ben Little: Oh, man - these guys had better be careful, because we all know that that roof has been known to break before…

Kitten Charrington is looking on, nearly crying, as she is biting her nails on the ramp way; completely terrified and worried for her husband, Sam Wilde.
On the roof of the Hell in a Cell, 20 feet above the ring, Sam Wilde pulls Jason Blade back up to his feet and he scoops “The Loose Cannon” up for a body slam, but Jason slips down to his feet behind Sam and hits the Reverse DDT on the roof!

The crowd gasps, but the Cell’s roof does not break through.

Owen Nelson: Thank God that roof is not breaking through…

“Big” Ben Little: Not yet anyway.

A moment later, Jason Blade is standing again, and he pulls Sam Wilde up to his feet. Jason then guides Sam over near the edge of the Cell’s roof, which overlooks 20 feet of air and ends on the hard arena floor 20 feet below; Jason sarcastically waves “goodbye” at Sam, and then Jason tries to throw Sam off the top…but Sam puts on the brakes at the last second, nearly losing his balance and falling off, but he barely stays standing.

The audience gives a collective gasp once again.

“Big” Ben Little: Jesus, that was close…be careful up there, guys!

Jason then takes a swing for the face of the 2007 Most Hated Wrestler of the Year, but Sam ducks and he now takes his own swing, but this time The Blademeister ducks and kicks Wilde in his stomach.
Jason Blade then looks at the standing crowd and signals for the end.

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade is signaling for the end…but that could mean a million things. What is on the ECFW Champion’s mind at this exact moment???

Jason Blade then turns back and he grabs Sam Wilde by his head/neck, setting up for the Blade Cutter, but suddenly…Sam counters, and he PUSHES JASON BLADE OFF THE EDGE OF THE HELL IN A CELL’S ROOF, AND JASON SOARS OFF AND CRASHES THROUGH THE ENGLISH ANNOUNCE TABLE 20 FEET BELOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Big” Ben Little: OH MY GOD! OH MY (BLEEP)ING GOD!

Jason Blade can barely be seen as he has been buried in the destruction of the destroyed announce table; Owen Nelson and Ben Little barely got out of the way in time, as they stand over the ECFW Champion’s lifeless body; on the ramp way, Kitten Charrington has her hand over her mouth in shock.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Etc.

Owen Nelson: NO WAY DID THAT JUST HAPPEN!!!

The crowd is completely going crazy, everyone in their feet with several jumping, nearly everyone in the arena chanting “HOLY SHIT!” over and over, in sheer amazement.

“Big” Ben Little: Jason Blade went for the Blade Cutter, but Sam Wilde instead pushed Jason off the edge of the Hell in a Cell’s roof, all the way down 20 feet below, right in front of Owen and I right through our damn announce table. Absolutely unreal.

Sam Wilde is still on the top of the Hell in a Cell, now on his knees as he looks over the edge, himself in shock as he sees the destruction that is the English announce table and Jason Blade’s broken and bloody body.

The crowd continues to chant: “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade’s career just (BLEEP)ing ended right before our very eyes. Good God.

[A replay is shown of Jason Blade’s incredible fall from the top of the Hell in a Cell]

“Big” Ben Little: That is so hard to watch; Jason Blade could be freaking dead for all we know, Owen.

The crowd is still buzzing, everyone making noise, as they look on in shock, much like Kitten Charrington, who is still up on the ramp way; EMTS are now making their way past Kitten, a gurney/stretcher being brought with them.

Owen Nelson: This match has got to be stopped right here, right now - as the EMTS are coming to take “The Loose Cannon” away. Wow, I’m still in shock over what we just witnessed.

[A slow-motion replay is shown of Jason Blade flying off the top of the Hell in a Cell, at least 20 feet down and crashing through the English announce table at ringside]

Sam Wilde is now climbing back down from the top of the Hell in a Cell structure, as now down below at ringside several EMTS and officials are clearing away the carnage of the destroyed English announce table (Owen Nelson and Ben Little standing by, headsets still on and all) and the EMTS have pulled Jason Blade’s lifeless, bloody body out of the wreckage.

“Big” Ben Little: Jason Blade isn’t moving; and I can’t help but agree that this match needs to be stopped at this point. There is no way that Jason Blade can possibly continue the match.

As the EMTS are loading Jason Blade onto the stretcher, Sam Wilde’s feet his the arena/ringside floor; he is back on the ground.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde has come down to Earth with the rest of us.

Sam Wilde stands back for a brief moment, watching as the EMTS load Jason Blade up…and then Sam snaps, and he comes forward and throws some of the EMTS out of the way (the rest getting out of the way on their own), Sam then takes the stretcher that holds Jason Blade’s broken body, and Sam rolls/pushes it around the Hell in a Cell.

The crowd is booing.

“Big” Ben Little: But Sam isn’t letting the EMTS take Blade away! Sam ain’t finished yet; he still has a Title to win.

Jason Blade is completely motionless on the stretcher, as Sam has pushed it to the front of the Hell in a Cell, right in front of the open Cell door. Sam then tips the stretcher so that Jason slides off of it onto the ground, at the doorway of the massive Hell in a Cell.

Owen Nelson: This is ridiculous; Sam Wilde is taking Jason Blade back inside of the Hell in a Cell, and somebody needs to stop Sam before he literally kills Jason Blade.

Some officials are trying to reason with the Number One Contender, but Sam Wilde responds with right hands, taking out all of those who step in his path.

“Big” Ben Little: He’s taking out our officials!

Sam Wilde then turns back and drags the limp body of the ECFW World Heavyweight Champion, Jason Blade, up and he guides him over and rolls his bloody body back into the ring. Sam steps back and he slams the Hell in a Cell’s door shut, and he smiles a sadistic smile as he then walks back to the ring, and slides in.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde has taken the helpless Jason Blade back inside the Hell in a Cell, back in the ring, when this match should have been stopped already. Jason Blade is in no form to continue this match.

Sam Wilde and Jason Blade are back INSIDE the Hell in a Cell, INSIDE the ring.
Kitten Charrington is still on the ramp way, alternating feet as she watches closely and intently.

“Big” Ben Little: All Sam has to do now is pin Blade, and the Title is his...for the third time.

In the ring, Sam Wilde rolls the limp body of the ECFW Champion to the center of the ring. Sam then looks at the booing audience and grins, before he makes the cover over the motionless “Loose Cannon.” Referee Red Hairing is at first reluctant, but Sam yells at him to “make the fucking count!”

Owen Nelson: Red Hairing doesn’t want to make the count; he knows how unfair this is.

But Sam persists, and Red Hairing finally sighs and gets down to make the count: …1...2...

…Jason Blade barely gets his shoulder up JUST IN TIME!

THE CROWD ERUPTS!!!

“Big” Ben Little: WHAT?! What the hell!

Sam Wilde sits up, completely shocked, as Kitten Charrington is also wide-eyed/mouthed, as she watches from outside of the Hell in a Cell.

Owen Nelson: I can’t believe it! Good God, what a Champion Jason Blade is! He kicked out after falling 20 feet off the top of the Hell in a Cell, all the way down and through our announce table. My God.

Sam Wilde, entirely irate, stands up, furious, as he grabs the referee by his referee shirt, yelling in his face.

“Big” Ben Little: Wow. This is just…this is just incredible.

The referee is trying to calm the challenger down, but Sam Wilde is furious, as he yells in the ref’s face; Jason Blade has yet to move as he lies in a pool of his own blood on the mat.

Crowd: JASON! JASON! JASON! JASON! JASON! JASON! Etc.

Owen Nelson: This is absolutely amazing, this atmosphere and this match. But Sam Wilde needs to put Jason Blade away right here to become the 3-Time ECFW World Heavyweight Champion.

The crimson-faced Sam Wilde finally pushes the referee away (who now has Sam’s blood on his official shirt).
Sam Wilde turns back and he looks down at the near-lifeless ECFW Champion on the blood-stained canvas.

Sam Wilde shakes his head.

“Big” Ben Little: Put him away, Sam. Right here - the Title is yours.

Sam Wilde finally bends down and grabs Jason Blade by his blood-soaked hair, pulling “The Loose Cannon” up to his feet. Jason is unable to stand on his own, as Sam Wilde is holding him up.
Sam Wilde looks right into Jason’s glazed eyes, before telling him, “its over, Blade.”

Owen Nelson: Jason Blade’s Title reign is slipping away before our very eyes.

Sam Wilde finally starts to set Jason Blade up for The Wilde Card, until suddenly…Jason Blade escapes, spins Sam around, and drops him with a devastating BLADE CUTTER (Kitten screams)!

CROWD ERUPTS!

“Big” Ben Little: NO! NO, not like this!

The crowd is going crazy, as the bloody Jason Blade uses everything he has left to roll over onto his gut and drop his arm across Sam Wilde’s chest.

Owen Nelson: I can’t believe it! Jason Blade is about to retain his Title!…

Jason Blade has his am draped across Sam Wilde’s chest, as the referee gets down and counts…1...2...

….SAM WILDE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP JUST IN TIME!!!

Crowd: OOOHHH!!!

“Big” Ben Little: Yes! Thank God, yes! He got the shoulder up!

Jason Blade is too weak to show any kind of reaction to Sam Wilde’s resiliency.

Owen Nelson: My God, I can’t believe these two men. After everything that he has been through, Sam Wilde still managed to get his shoulder up after the Blade Cutter. Something that can be said by nearly nobody.

Both men are down and out, blood all over the place.
Kitten Charrington remains outside of the Hell in a Cell, yelling at her bloody husband to get back up; Kitten sounds almost desperate.

“Big” Ben Little: This is one of the bloodiest matches I have ever witnessed…and its not even over yet.

Several moments pass by, before both dazed, groggy, fatigued, bloody, hurt men begin to stir to their feet; Jason crawls to one side of the ring and starts using the ropes to pull himself up, while his challenger, Sam Wilde, does the same thing from the opposite side of the ring.

Owen Nelson: They’re both moving back up….this is it right here. This is their opportunity to put this match away and leave Destruction as the ECFW World Heavyweight Champion.

From outside of the Hell in a Cell structure, we can hear Kitten Charrington desperately yelling, “come on, Sam!”
Inside of the Hell in a Cell, in the ring, both men are back up (staggering around, groggy).

“Big” Ben Little: Wilde Card his ass, Sam!…

With both men up, barely able to keep their balance, Sam Wilde runs forward at the ECFW Champion, going for a clothesline, but Jason Blade ducks and kicks the former “Coca Boy” in the gut.
Jason Blade then goes for another Blade Cutter, but Sam Wilde counters it and shoves “The Loose Cannon” off and into the corner; Sam then picks up the Sledge Hammer that Jason Blade had brought into the ring earlier in the match.

Owen Nelson: Sam Wilde countered the Blade Cutter, which would have undoubtedly ended this match, and now Sam has got that deadly Sledge Hammer, something else that will undoubtedly end this match…

Sam Wilde has a almost scary look on his face, full of intensity and desperation, as he holds the Sledge Hammer and yells at Jason to “come on! Come here!”
From outside of the Hell in a Cell, Kitten Charrington is cheering on her husband.

“Big” Ben Little: Knock his head off, Sam…

Jason Blade finally comes out of the corner, staggering, and as he does, Sam Wilde swings the Sledge Hammer like a baseball bat right for Jason Blade’s bloody head, but Jason ducks at the last second and kicks Sam hard below the belt (much to Kitten’s dismay)!

Crowd: Oh!

Owen Nelson: Oh! A life-saving low blow by the Champion!

Sam Wilde has dropped the Sledge Hammer to the mat, holding his groin in pain, as Jason Blade picks up the Hammer, and then……WHAM! Jason Blade swings the Sledge Hammer right across Sam Wilde’s bloody skull, knocking the challenger out cold as Kitten screams from the outside.

Crowd: OOHH!!!

“Big” Ben Little: God, what a shot! That could have killed him!

Jason Blade simply drops the Hammer and collapses, and he lands on top of the unconscious Sam Wilde; the crowd is on their feet and chanting with the referee’s count, as Kitten is screaming “NO! NO!”: …1...2...

…3!

Owen Nelson: Its over! This massacre is over!

Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by pinfall and still your ECFW World Heavyweight Champion…JASON BLADE!