Backstage Segment

Scene opens backstage to Deanster standing at near the gorilla position backstage, ready to go out for his upcoming match. The Coca Cola Boys walk in front of him and start looking around. The Tag Champs get a worried look on their faces.

Coca Boy: So where’s this Duster fellow?

Cola Boy: I don’t know he was suppose to be here, let’s just get this over with and get to the Divas.

Coca Boy: You say Divas?

Cola Boy smiles and looks at the rookie who’s just staring at the two masked men.

Cola Boy: Hey buddy…

They look at “The Show,” who has been waiting for them to recognize him.

Deanster: Hey, guys…

Cola Boy: Yeah, we’re the Tag Team Champions. We’re looking for our partner Bravestarr. Have you seen him, mate?

Coca Boy: You know where he could be?

Deanster stares at the two for a second shaking his head.

Deanster: Uh, I’m your partner. Name’s Deanster.

Cola Boy: Bravestarr! Man you should have said something earlier, we thought you didn’t show up.

Deanster: No you misunderstand, my name is Deanster.

Coca Boy: Don’t be messing with us now, me old mucker! We know your name, Dumpster.

Cola Boy: Yea, we’ve got no time for these games! Are you prepared for this match?

Deanster: Look if you do plan on calling me something different then could you call me Bravestarr?

Coca Boy: Not now Deanster, we’ve got something-

Deanster: AH HA! You do know my name!

Coca Boy: Don’t be stupid, Penster.

Cola Boy: I thought it was Gene Splices.

Deanster: Where’d you get that one?!

The crowd is heard laughing in the background as the wrestler smacks his head.

Coca Boy: Look can we just get this over with, we want to see the Divas after this.

The Show stares at the tag champions for a second with a dropped jaw.

Deanster: Divas?

Coca Boy and Cola Boy: DIVAS!!! WHERE?!!!!

Deanster: Whoa, calm down! When this is over we can go see all the Divas ECFW has.

Cola Boy: What makes you think you’re ready for the divas here?

Coca Boy: Yeah, Bravestarr, you haven’t said a word to any one of them.

Right then Misty Hilton passes by the three men. She waves at them and passes by. All three look with eyes widened.

Deanster: Look out boys, I’m about ready to make my move...

The rookie leaves following Misty. Coca Boy looks at his partner.

Coca Boy: That guys going to have a bright future here if he continues to do that.

Cola Boy: Yep, lets go, we’ve already lost one man.

Coca Boy salutes.

Cola Boy: We’ll see you out there, Bravestarr! Godspeed, and don’t get killed on the way over to the ring!

Scene Fades.

“Big” Ben Little: ……I hate them so much.

Backstage Segment

We go backstage to the Montego Policy locker room where its five members are sitting around the room.

Montego, Shawn, and Mike are all dressed to compete, and warming up for their upcoming match.

Tiny Tim sits next to Angel Gattina on the far couch, as Angel holds an icepack against her neck, still recuperating from earlier tonight.

Tiny Tim: How does it feel?

Angel Gattina (wincing): How do you think it feels?!

Mike Angel: Relax, you two. Angel, you may have had a bad night, and I’m sorry. But the rest of us still need to concentrate.

Angel Gattina: Don’t tell me to relax!

Shawn Turner: Okay, everyone calm down. We need to focus.

Tiny Tim: They’re right, baby. Everything will be fine, just take it easy.

Angel sighs and she sits back on the couch, still holding the icepack against her neck.

Mike Angel: Tim, are you ready for your Cage Match later?

Tiny Tim: Psh, don’t worry about me, man. I am looking forward to this match…I really can’t wait to get in that Cage, and pay Steeve Sinister back. I want his blood on my hands, and I want to make sure he never messes with me, my girl, or The Policy ever again.

Shawn Turner: You need to have one goal in mind: hurt him. Make him feel pain. Make him bleed….end his career.

Tiny Tim (smirking): Oh, you don’t need to worry about that, my friend. But what about your guys’ match?

Mike Angel: Our match? Well, let’s just say that The Coca Cola Boys won’t be so lucky this time around.

Tiny Tim: What about Deanster?

All eyes turn toward Montego, who has been sitting alone in the corner this whole time.

Shawn Turner: Monty???

Montego looks up at the others…

Montego: ……Save him for me.

Scene Fades.

Owen Nelson: Did you see the intensity in the monster’s eyes just now, Ben?

“Big” Ben Little: How could I not. The entire Montego Policy looks focused and determined. Tiny Tim is ready for his Cage Match with his rival, Steeve Sinister, where Tim has goals of making Sinister bleed, and ending his career.

Owen Nelson: Montego wants Deanster after what happened last week. Montego was about to put “The Show” away here on Terror last week, but that was when Deanster got himself disqualified by low blowing the monster. But after the match, Deanster hit The Mont not once, but twice with a steel chair.

“Big” Ben Little: And we can’t forget about the past between The Coca Cola Boys and Mike Angel and Shawn Turner. It was at Extreme Pain last month that those masked fools, Coca and Cola Boy, returned to ECFW and wrested the ECFW Tag Titles from Angel and Turner.

Owen Nelson: And in a rematch three days later right here on Terror, The Coca Cola Boys defeated Angel and Turner for a second time, retaining their Gold.

“Big” Ben Little: And don’t forget about what Pat said last week: by the end of tonight’s show, the next challengers to The Coca Cola Boys’ Tag Team Titles at Revolution will be revealed. Who will it be?

Owen Nelson: We can’t worry about that now, Ben. Because coming up right now, it’s the 6-Man Tag Team War!…

Sam Jenkans-The following is a six man tag match set for one fall.

The Coca Cola Boys make their way to the ring with their Tag Team Title Belts around their waists.

Sam Jenkans-Now heading towards the ring, they are the current ECFW Tag Team Champions, Coca and Cola Boy….The Coca cola Boys!!

The Champs walk down the ramp as we hear Deanster's music come over the P.A. as he walks to the ring.

Sam Jenkans-And their tag partner, making his way to the ring at this time, “The Show”…Deanster!!

Deanster joins the ECFW Tag Champs in the ring as they wait for their opponents.

Montego Policy make there way to the ring.

Sam Jenkans-And now, introducing their opponents. They are the team of Mike Angel, Shawn Turner, and Montego…They are The Montego Policy!!

Montego leads Turner & Angel down to the ring as we see Deanster slide outside as Montego enters the ring. The referee gains control of the ring as the bell sounds.

The bell sounds as Turner & Cola Boy start things off we hear Montego yelling from the outside for Deanster to come in the ring. Deanster stands there looking across the ring as he shakes his head refusing as the match in the ring starts with Turner & Cola Boy locking up. Both men lock up as Turner delivers a forearm to the back of Cola Boy. Turner pulls Cola up to his feet as he locks his hands together and sends Cola Boy over head with a belly to belly suplex. Cola Boy lands hard ion the mat just a few feet from Angel & Montego. Turner gets up and pulls Cola Boy up and uses the ropes chocking Cola Boy across the ropes as the referee counts for Turner to break the choke. Turner breaks the choke at four as Coal boy falls to his knees

Ben Little-Shawn Turner has dominated Cola Boy so far in this match up.

Cola Boy delivers a shot to the gut as he quickly tries to reach the corner and make a tag but Turner cuts him off dropping an elbow across the back of Cola Boy before pulling him across the ring where he tags in Mike Angel. Angel enters the ring and goes right to work on Cola's back as we hear Montego yelling at Deanster that he's next. Coca Boy enters the ring trying to break things up but the referee cuts him off allowing Montego & Turner to aid Angel in there beat down. Montego pulls Cola Boy up as he puts him up onto his shoulders. Montego then delivers a Death Valley Driver to Cola Boy before leaving the ring as the referee gets Coca Boy outside

Owen Nelson-This has just been a beat down on poor Cola Boy. Since the bell it's been all Montego Policy.

Cola Boy gets up as Angel grabs him with a front face lock. Angel keeps the front face lock applied as Cola struggles to break the hold. Cola does manage to break Angel's grip as he quickly makes it over towards the ropes tagging in Coca Boy

Ben Little-Cola Boy got the tag to Coca Boy let's see if this changes anything.

Coca boy enters the ring and locks up with Angel as we see the two jockey for position. Coca boy backs Angel against the ropes as the referee calls for a break. Coca Boy backs up but Angel gets a thumb to the eye of Coca Boy. Angel kicks Coca boy in the gut before sending him up and over with a gut wrench suplex as we see coca boy land hard right in front of his corner as he reaches out to tag Deanster

Owen Nelson-Coca Boy is looking to tag in Deanster but it doesn't look like he wants any of this.

Mike Angel walks over picking up Coca Boy as he lands a right hand. Angel then grabs Coca's arm and tags Deanster into the match. The referee sees the tag and tells Deanster to get in the ring as angel drops Coca Boy. Deanster refuses so angel grabs the top rope and brings him in the hard way as we see Deanster land hard on the mat. Angel picks up Deanster who gets a thumb into the eye of Angel and quickly tries tagging in one of the Coca Cola Boys but neither of them seem to want the tag.

Ben Little-Deanster's own tag partners are refusing to tag into this match and you know what, I don't blame them.

Angel grabs Deanster from behind and drops Deanster with a Reverse DDT. Angel grabs Deanster and drags him across the ring as he makes the tag into Montego. Montego enters the ring as Deanster looks up and see Monty coming inside. Deanster quickly scrambles to his feet and runs across the ring where he tags in Cola Boy before sliding outside. Cola Boy looks at Deanster shaking his head until we see Cola boy being thrown into the ring by Montego and landing hard on the mat. Montego looks outside and yells at Deanster to stand up and fight. Deanster shakes his head and Montego climbs outside the ring as Deanster gets to his feet and the chase is on.

Ben Little-Montego is chasing Deanster around the ring. This just shows you how badly Montego wants a piece of “The Show.”

The chase continues as Deanster enters the ring with Montego following behind him. Montego slides into the ring where Cola Boy is waiting. Cola Boy stomps on Montego as Deanster laughs and leaves the ring. Cola Boy stops stomping on Montego as he pulls him to his feet. Montego counters with a thumb to the eye of Cola Boy and follows that up with the MONTY KICK right to the jaw of Cola Boy, knocking him down to the mat!

Owen Nelson: Monty Kick to the jaw of Cola Boy!

Ben Little-But we all know who Montego really wishes he was kicking…

Coca Boy enters the ring to aid his partner but he also gets a MONTY KICK for his troubles as we hear the crowd boo.

Owen Nelson: And now there’s one for Coca Boy as well! Montego is dominating here, and he wants some of Deanster.

Montego looks over at Deanster as the crowd urges Deanster to get in the ring and fight.

“Big” Ben Little: Montego, as well as this sold-out audience here in Beijing, China, want Deanster to get into the ring and face the man he attacked with a steel chair just last week, Deanster.

Deanster psyches himself up, and then reaches over the top rope and reaches down and touches the leg of the barely-conscious Cola Boy on the mat, which makes Deanster the legal man for his team.

Owen Nelson: Deanster tags himself in, and it looks like The Mont will finally get what he wants.

Deanster enters the ring and he stands there, as Montego stares him down from a few feet away. Montego slaps his own chest, screaming “come on!” as Deanster cracks his neck and then runs forward at the monster. Montego goes for a big clothesline but “The Show” ducks and he bounces off the ropes, only to be picked up and slammed with the Sidewalk Slam!

“Big” Ben Little: Deanster avoided the clothesline but he couldn’t avoid that powerful sidewalk slam.

Montego stands up, bringing Deanster up with him. The MonTster whips Deanster into the ropes. Deanster bounces back to find that Monty has ducked his head down too early, and “The Show” takes advantage with a sharp kick to the face of Montego! Montego is now standing, as Deanster jumps and dropkicks The Mont in his face, which staggers Montego backward and into his corner, where Shawn Turner tags himself in by touching Montego’s shoulder, as the referee signals that the tag was made.

Owen Nelson: Shawn Turner tags himself in. The two legal men are now Deanster and Shawn Turner.

Shawn Turner steps into the ring and he runs at Deanster and goes for a big clothesline, but Deanster ducks and drop toe holds “The Heartbreaker” face-first into the canvas. Shawn Turner stands back to his feet, holding his face in pain as Deanster meets him with a kick to the gut. “The Show” Deanster then sets Shawn Turner up for the DS Bomb, but before he can lift Shawn up, he is knocked down from behind by Mike Angel!

Crowd boos

“Big” Ben Little: “The Dark Angel” with the save!

Deanster stands back up and Mike Angel grabs him and knees him in the mid-section. Mike Angel then sets Deanster up for the Dark Angel Driver, but before he can execute the move he is grabbed from behind and dropped with the Reverse DDT by Cola Boy!

Crowd cheers

Owen Nelson: Cola Boy is back up after being Monty Kicked by Montego moments ago, and he saves Deanster and drops Mike Angel with the Reverse DDT.

Cola Boy stands up and he is immediately taken right back down by Montego’s running Big Boot to the Face!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: Cola Boy eats some leather, courtesy of The Mont!

Montego then grabs Deanster and he starts setting him up for the Powerbomb. Mont ego lifts “The Show” up for the Powerbomb, but in mid-air Deanster slips down to his feet behind the monster and he pushes Montego forward into a kick to the gut by Sam Wilde, who then nails Monty with THE WILDE CARD!

Owen Nelson: Coca Boy is back up as well, and he hits Montego with The Wilde Card!

Coca Boy stands up just in time to see Deanster be knocked down from behind by Shawn Turner. Shawn Turner turns and Coca Boy punches him repeatedly in the face, staggering the Policy member. Coca Boy has Turner against the ropes, until Coca finally grabs him and whips him into the opposite side of ring ropes. Shawn Turner bounces back and Coca Boy leap frogs over Turner, and when Coca turns around he gets his head nearly taken off by a vicious clothesline from Shawn Turner!

Crowd: Oh!

“Big” Ben Little: Coca Boy thought he was being smart, and imagine that, by leap-frogging over Shawn Turner, but all he got was a clothesline for his troubles.

Shawn Turner turns around and he gets caught with a kick to the abdomen by Cola Boy, who then hits Shawn with the JACK HIGH!

Owen Nelson: Cola Boy with the Jack High on Shawn Turner!

Cola Boy stands up and he is suddenly spun around by Shawn Turner, who then kicks Cola in the stomach and executes the DARK ANGEL DRIVER!

“Big” Ben Little: Dark Angel Driver by “The Dark Angel!” Take that, Cola Boy!

Mike Angel stands up and he is suddenly spun around by Deanster, who kicks Mike in his stomach. “The Show” then sets Angel up for the DS Bomb, but Angel is able to reverse Deanster into the back body drop. Mike Angel then turns around where he is kicked in the stomach and DDT’d by Coca Boy!

Owen Nelson: DDT by Coca Boy!

Coca Boy stands up and he kicks “The Dark Angel” out of the ring, as Angel rolls out to the floor at ringside. In the ring, Coca Boy turns around where he is kicked in the stomach by Montego. Montego then sets Coca Boy up for the Powerbomb, but he is suddenly low blowed from behind by Deanster (the referee didn’t see this as he was busy checking on Cola Boy on the mat)!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: Deanster with the low blow on Montego, shades of last week, and the referee didn’t catch it!

Montego is crouched over, holding his groin in pain, as Deanster dropkicks the monster in the back of the knee, and Montego falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring to ringside.

Owen Nelson: Montego feels the low blow, and he rolls out of the ring after that low dropkick.

In the ring, the only reaming Policy member is the team’s legal man, Shawn Turner. Shawn Turner is up and he runs and takes Deanster down from behind with a running forearm to the back of the head. Shawn Turner then starts stomping away on the grounded Deanster, until Turner is spun around and scooped up into the body slam by Coca Boy. Coca Boy then helps Cola Boy up to his feet, and the two say something to one another before turning and climbing up to the top rope on opposite sides of the ring.

The sold-out Chinese audience is on their feet.

“Big” Ben Little: The Coca Cola Boys are heading up top, and I hate this…

With Shawn Turner down on his back on the mat in the middle of the ring, Coca Boy is on the top rope in one corner of the ring, and across the ring from him on the opposite side is Cola Boy on the top rope of a different corner of the ring. The two point at each other before they both dive off the top rope at the same time, hitting Shawn Turner with the Double BOMBS AWAY!

Owen Nelson: The Tag Team Champions nail their trademark Bombs Away on Shawn Turner!

Shawn Turner, dazed and groggy, stagers up to his feet, holding his head in pain. Deanster is up and he grabs Turner and whips him into the ropes. Shawn Turner bounces back to receive the DS SLAM BY DEANSTER!!!

“Big” Ben Little: The DS Slam!

Deanster pins Shawn Turner in the middle of the ring…1...2...3!

BELL RINGS!

Owen Nelson: Deanster gets the pin, and he and The Coca Cola Boys have defeated The Montego Policy here tonight in Beijing!

Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners: Deanster and the ECFW Tag Team Champions, The Coca Cola Boys!

Sam Jenkans: The following contest is scheduled for one fall at a 60 minute time limit, and is for the New Alberta Pro World Championship! There is a 20-count on the floor. The title can only change hands by pinfall or submission, and in the event of a disqualification or count-out for either man, the champion will retain. Now, the participants...

[Four cellos.

"PATH."

The orchestral metal of Apocalyptica blasts through the PA. The Beijing crowd applauds politely the pale-faced, raven-haired man in conservative black trunks coming through the entranceway. He looks over the capacity crowd slowly, taking it in, focused gaze unwavering.]

Owen Nelson: When ECFW announced that the NAPW Champion would be joining us on our world tour, everybody expected it would be this man Ravager. Nobody in NAPW has held the title longer than Ravager or defended it more times than he did.

"Big" Ben Little: Expectations, shmexpectations! He lost the bloomin' belt one week before we headed off to New Zealand, that's his problem!

[Ravager hits the top turnbuckle. In many ways, it is strange to see him enter without the title around his waist. He tests the ropes, then awaits his opponent...

Pigeonhed screeches through the curtain. Coming through the curtain in his trademark "Walk of Fame" long tights, the NAPW title over his right shoulder. Donovan Astros wears a cocky grin, coming to the ring at his own pace, directing derisive gazes to the fans on the aisle.]

"Big" Ben Little: Now here's a real champion! NAPW should be thankful it was this man going overseas, they got lucky! Look at Donovan Astros, he's been a champion since the day he was born!

Owen Nelson: Astros in no hurry to get to the ring. He doesn't seem too interested in getting this match started, Ben.

"Big" Ben Little: He's the bloody champion, he sets the pace! If you'd ever been a champion you'd understand that.

[Astros finally gets in the ring, holding the belt up high. He flicks a glance at Ravager, snorting. The crowd may not be too familiar with this man, but they already have made up their minds: they don't like him one bit.]

Sam Jenkans: Introducing first to my left, the challenger. He weighed in this morning at two-hundred and ten pounds and stands five- feet, ten inches tall. He is a two-time NAPW Provincial Champion... and the two-time and longest reigning NAPW champion in history! From Brooklyn, New York, he is the White Collar Assassin, the Silencer, The Last Resort... Rrrrrrravagerrrrrrr!

[Cheers!]

Sam Jenkans: Introducing to my right... He weighed in this morning at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds and stands six-feet, three inches tall. He is a former NAPW Tag Team Champion and the REIGNING NAPW World Champion... ladies and gentlemen, Worldwide Astrocide... Donavannnnn Astrrrrrrooooooossss!

[Boos! Astros holds the title belt up high and kisses it before relinquishing it to referee Nathan Greenland. Greenland displays the title to Ravager, and then to all four sides of the ring. This is what it's all about ---]

Owen Nelson: There's the --- the champion from behind! Donovan Astros blindsiding Ravager before the bell, looking for a quick advantage! The NAPW World Champion laying into Ravager with stiff kicks into the ribs. Ravager's ribs have been damaged for months now, c’mon, Astros!

"Big" Ben Little: Come on, Nelson. When you have an advantage, you press it - that's why Astros is the champ!

[Astros kicks Ravager down in the corner, then throws a choke on for good measure. Greenland uses his five-count and the champ breaks in the nick of time. Astros takes the opportunity to goad the fans on some more. He turns back to Ravager, throwing another heavy kick at the former champ. "Come on Ravager, what's the matter, you got some hurt ribs or something?"

The trash-talk proves to be a mistake, as Ravager suddenly explodes with a sickening knife-edge chop against Astros bare chest that sends the champion stumbling. Ravager roughly turns Astros back around and CHOP The unique sound of one man's hand nearly caving in another man's chest echoes throughout. Another couple chops, then Ravager fires Astros into the ropes with an Irish whip and hits a hiiiiigh back body drop! Astros hits the canvas and rolls outside the ring to take a powder. The crowd gives Ravager a round of applause as Astros snarls on the outside...]

"Big" Ben Little: That's right, champ, get your bearings. Nobody tells you how to wrestle this match!

Owen Nelson: Astros taking his time getting back in the ring. He has till the twenty-count, although if he got himself counted out he would retain the title.

"Big" Ben Little: He's a fighting champ, that he is. There won't be any bloody count-outs in this match, but Ravager could stand to learn a little patience. He won't even let Astros back into the ring cleanly!

[Well, that's not exactly what's going on. Astros creeps up to the ring apron, almost getting into the ring --- as soon as Ravager steps forward to close the distance between them, Astros drops right back down to the floor. "Hey referee, keep him the hell away from me? What, don't they have count-outs in ECFW? I'll get in the ring when he gets the heck away from me!"

Greenland forces Ravager to get into the corner farthest away from Astros. The champ climbs to the apron and back through the ropes... yes, he's in the ring. Astros preens for the crowd, and then offers --- a handshake to Ravager? "Come on, Rav, old buddy, put 'er there! Let's have ourselves a great wrestling match!" Ravager stares at the outstretched hand, his own hands on his hips. The expression on his face is one of disbelief, almost amusement. Astros can't possibly expect Ravager to buy this. The crowd certainly doesn't. Astros, broadly grinning, shakes his hand in the air. Ravager looks out over the crowd, back at Astros, then at the hand... and shakes it. A handshake happens. That's it oh no, Astros fires off with a cheap shot --- Ravager ducks the lariat! Astros spins around and fires a right hand, Ravager blocks that and delivers a headbutt right to the champ's forehead! Astros' eyes cross, but he fires another right hand only to have that one blocked too... and another forehead dashed across his head. Ravager grabs Astros by the head and gives him a third, this one knocking the champ to the ground. Astros gets back up, momentarily dazed and unsure where he is... he turns around and is met with another chop! Knocks him down. Ravager follows the champ down to the canvas this time and hooks the legs, STF style, cinching in a cravate on the man's head...]

Owen Nelson: It's The Garrote! Ravager has that modified STF cinched in tight, could Astros submit right here?

[The crowd is watching intently. They're not cheering "TAP TAP TAP" like a North American crowd might, but they're into this as Astros yells in pain. "Do you want to give it up, Astros? Astros do you want to give it up?" shouts Greenland. "No, no, arrgggh!" Ravager cinches it back, but Astros has more than enough left in the tank to use his arms to start reaching ... crawling... reaching... yes, he's got the ropes. Greenland asks for a break, but Ravager holds on! One, two, three, four, the challenger breaks the hold. Astros gets to his feet, holding his back in pain. Ravager actually breaks a grin and extends HIS hand for a shake. Astros snarls and walks right up to Ravager, getting right in his face. They're nose-to-nose as this contest begins to get some serious heat. "You're done, Ravager, you're done as champ you mealy- mouthed son of a bitch! It's my time now, it's time for Worldwide Astrocide, what, do you think you're clever? You think you're funny?" And so forth. Ravager lets half a smile creep onto his face --- and then they start firing at each other! This wrestling match just became a fight! Astros seems to have the better of Ravager, knocking him backwards into the corner. He throws a chop of his own, then Irish whips Ravager to the opposite turnbuckle. Astros HEADOSTEAM --- and takes a boot to the face! LARIATOOOOOOO! Ravager explodes out of the corner and just creams Donovan Astros with a huge lariat, COVER! ONE! TWO! Astros kicks out! To quote Hot Fuzz, "Shit just got real." Ravager hooks both of Astros' arms and forces him to his feet. Forearms across the back keep the champ sedate, and Ravager delivers a butterfly suplex picture-perfect. Float-over, one, two, another kick-out. Ravager going for The Garotte again --- Astros fighting it! He turns over and manages to kick Ravager in the face, then school-boys him. HANDFUL OF TIGHTS! ONE! TWO! Ravager kicks out!]

Owen Nelson: Come on referee, get on that!

"Big" Ben Little: For once I agree with you, Nelson --- that was a slow count!

Owen Nelson: I was talking about Astros grabbing the tights!

[Ravager looks to irish whip Astros again, reversed, oooh, a toe-kick right to the ribs. That one stuns Ravager, and Donovan takes advantage by double-under-hooking the arms. "Anything you can do, I can do BETTER!" Astros shouts as he delivers his own butterfly suplex, this one releasing Ravager straight over head. The challenger almost lands dangerously on his head, he gets up... only to be irish whipped and caught in an abdominal stretch! A move perfectly designed to soften up the damaged ribs of Ravager! And as soon as the referee isn't looking right at him, Astros reaches out and grabs the top rope for added leverage.]

Owen Nelson: Come ON. Astros can't go one minute without bending or outright breaking the rules of this contest! Get some control, Greenland!

[The hand is gone when Greenland looks up. Astros wrenches on the hold, then grabs the ropes again. There's even less chance of Ravager escaping with the added leverage Astros has... Oh ho ho! Greenland looks up, and Astros' hand is on the ropes just a second too long. "Break the hold, Astros! You had the ropes, get off the hold!" Astros complies. Ravager is in the middle of the ring, trying to shake the pain off...only to get taken over by an Astros German Suplex. Then the champ is all over Ravager on the canvas... Astros grabs the arms, the knees, and then... rolls backwards in a Bow & Arrow lock! That's going to be hell on Ravager's damaged ribs! "TAP OUT OR I'LL BREAK YOU, RAVAGER!" Ravager reaches out, can't get anywhere. Astros wants this so bad. He'd love to beat Ravager with a submission! Will the challenger tap out? He raises his hand up. The pain has got to be excruciating! Ravager's hand is shaking... No! He's not tapping! Ravager trying to break the hold, trying to make it hard for Astros to hold on... he's rocking back and forth, his arms are free, he starts throwing whatever he can towards Astros. It's not much, but it's enough for Astros to release. He's not going to beat the man this way --- ASTROLOCK! What a switch-up! Donovan with his modified Stranglehold Gamma! This time Ravager is quickly to the ropes. Referee calls for a break, Astros holds on for the five-count and breaks just before disqualification. He could retain the title on a DQ, but his ego won't allow it. He has to BEAT Ravager a second time. The champion makes a point to send some vicious punts into Ravager's ribcage as the challenger lays on the mat. Handful of hair brings Ravager to his feet. Hooks him, Ravager struggles, Astros pounds the man to quell that... and it's BRAINBUSTAHHHHHH time. Right down on his head. Astros sits up, smirking, before hooking the leg for ONE! TWO! Kick-out! "Dammit!" Astros hooks one of Ravager's arms, and then begins delivering a flurry of shots right into the man's ribcage. Referee pulls Astros off of the challenger to a chorus of boos.] Owen Nelson: The damage to Ravager's ribs is showing here, it's taking the challenger a long time to get back to his feet. He's virtually crawling up the ropes.

"Big" Ben Little: Then it's just a matter of time!

[Astros grabs Ravager, whip into the turnbuckle that Ravager takes chest-first. Ravager slumps forward after the impact, but he doesn't get a reprieve as Astros has a HEADOSTEAM, big flying splash to the back! Astros turns his man around then and climbs the top rope? What's this going to be, Astros isn't a high-flyer... He grabs Ravager's arm and leaps off --- Top-Rope rocker-dropper (with a twist)!]

Owen Nelson: Oh my god! That's the Steele Tower, Astros' finisher from years ago! That's gonna be all!

[ONE! TWO! TH---KICK-OUT! Ravager kicks out of the Steele Tower!]

"Big" Ben Little: That's impossible!

Owen Nelson: Ravager has spent the better of the last year proving his detractors wrong, making the impossible possible! But how much does he have left in the tank here in Beijing?

[That's the million dollar question. Astros doesn't want to hear the answer. He pulls Ravager up and hooks the arms from behind. Twist... into the Unprettier! ASTROCIDE --- no, Ravager actually begins to stand up from his position behind Astros! The champion flips backwards to land on his feet, booting Ravager in the gut. Spinning Implant DDT, he calls it the Astrolabe! A cover and ONE! TWO! KICK-OUT! Astros can't believe it this time. He's arguing with the count, but quickly realizes he can't give Ravager any time to recover. Pulls the man up INSIDE CRADLE! ONE! TWO! Astros kicks out! Ravager almost took the match right there and then!]

Owen Nelson: It took a top-rope Astrocide for Astros to beat Ravager last time, the champion has to be wondering what it will take to keep Ravager down this time?

[Indeed he is. Astros quickly rakes the eyes and takes back the momentum after that near-fall. He perches Ravager on the top rope. Is he going to try a top-rope Astrocide once again? It could be... but Ravager is fighting! Ravager and Astros exchanging blows on the top rope... WAIT A MINUTE! RAVAGER HAS THE KATA-HAJIME ON! They're on the top rope! Astros can't go anywhere, he can't lose on the ropes, but Ravager isn't about to let go! Not unless he hurts Astro in doing so! TAZZMISSIONPLEX! FROM THE TOP ROPE! Astros splats on the canvas. Ravager is in pain, but suddenly his eyes clear and his teeth grit. Astros picked up! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOPCHOPCHOPCHOPCHOPCHOPCHOP in the corner! Irish whip and Astros smashes into the turnbuckle, popping upside down before crashing back down to the canvas. Ravager then takes the man's head and places it against the bottom rope. Oh no, he's not going to! Ravager puts his foot on the back of a limp Astros' head, looking around at the crowd. Will he?

STOMP. Curbstomp into the bottom rope! He calls that The Silencer, a vicious, brutal move, but the crowd isn't exactly upset to see Astros get his. The champion's body shudders and then goes limp. Ravager drags him into better position and then makes the cut-throat motion! To the top rope, and it's a diving headbutt in beautiful Dynamite Kid style! Ravager is hurt himself, landing on his chest, the impact on his head. But he reaches over! Hooks the leg! ONE! TWO! THREE--- Astros grabs the bottom rope at the last possible second!]

"Big" Ben Little: The mark of a champion, he knows where he is at all times! A lesser man would have had no idea the ropes were so close!

Owen Nelson: Astros keeps his title for another moment, but Ravager is building momentum now!

[Ravager, face a mask of pain, pulls Astros up. Headbutt to the champion, followed by a chop, and then Ravager looks for the Kata- Hajime again LOW BLOW. Astros trick knee acts up and his leg catches Ravager right in the junk. Ravager, bent over behind the champion, is in bad position. Because all Astros needs to do is grab the arms, smirk, and then deliver ASTROCIDE.]

"Big" Ben Little: Yes yes haha! Good night!

Owen Nelson: Astrocide! ONE! TWO! THREE --- NO! How did Ravager kick-out? HOW?

"Big" Ben Little: Kick out, what do you mean mate --- he can't kick out of that!

Owen Nelson: He can and somehow, he DID! Ravager is still in this thing!

[Astros is groaning in utter depression. How. How. HOW does he do that, that's all that must be running through his mind. He holds up three fingers, the referee flashes two. Only two. Astros gets up, stomping Ravager for good measure, but he's almost out of ideas. He pulls the man up again... another Astrocide should do it --- Ravager reverses! LAST RESORT! DRAGONNNNN SUPLEX! Astros flips over in the air and literally lands on his stomach and face... but the impact sends him sliding out of the ring! Bad luck for Ravager, good luck for Astros. Well, somewhat. Astros is getting to his feet but he looks like he's out on his feet. Ravager takes stock of the situation and decides the risk is worth the pay- off. Off the ropes, SUICIDE DIVE --- Astros moves! Donovan, not entirely playing possum, leans against the ring apron to regain his bearings. But his eyes aren't clouded, he wasn't quite as out of it as he appeared. Meanwhile Ravager crashed right into the steel barricade head-first, not to mention landing on the floor the hard way. The champion bundles Ravager into the ring and follows him in. Irish whip, Astros going for WHO KNOWS, because Ravager stops short and knocks Astros in the head.

The challenger off the ropes --- Ravager explodes out with his patented LARIATTTTOOOOO --- Astros ducks! He grabs Ravager's arms from behind, spinning around for Astrocide --- No, he keeps turning! OH MY GOD! VERTEBREAKER! VERTEBREAKER! Astros drops Ravager RIGHT on his damn head and feverishly hooks the legs! ONE! TWO! THREE!]

Sam Jenkans: Your winner, and still NAPW World Champion... Donovannnn Astrooooooosss!

John Davis: Beijing, China - welcome to The Match of the Century!

The majority of the audience cheers, having fun with all of this.

John Davis looks Rena up and down.

John Davis: Well, baby, the time has finally come. Everybody knows that deep down, you want the same thing every woman on this planet wants…ME. I know you’re in denial, sweetie, and that’s fine. I’m cool…but tonight, when I beat whoever it is you have chosen, you will finally realize that you and I are meant to be together.

Rena just sighs and looks off to the side.

“Big” Ben Little: Rena quite obviously does not feel the same way as her fellow reporter…

John Davis: So, I am out here and I have been training hard for weeks now. As you can see, I am dressed for battle. I am ready to kick some A-double-S-S! So, cupcake…who is my opponent gonna be? Or, are you going to take the easy way out and just forfeit the match?

John Davis hands the mic over to Rena Summers, who reaches and takes it.

Owen Nelson: Remember, ladies and gentlemen…if Rena forfeits this match, she will marry John Davis. That’s the rules.

Rena Summers slowly raises the mic up to her lips…

Rena Summers: …John, you know as well as I do that I haven’t been able to find a single soul willing to step into the ring with you.

John looks proud and cocky.

Rena Summers: Everyone was afraid of what might happen if they were alone in the ring with you, in a wrestling match, in tights with sweat and all of that…and before we came out here, you refused to call this match off. So, I am really running out of options here…

John’s lips are moving but we can’t pick up what he is saying.

“Big” Ben Little: Rena hasn’t found anyone!

Rena Summers: But I am NOT forfeiting this match…as you can see, John, I am dressed to compete. I haven’t found anyone willing to wrestle you, but with my future on the line, I will be damned if I am going to marry YOU!

The crowd starts cheering as John looks hurt by Rena’s words.

Rena Summers: I was hoping it wouldn’t come down to this, but I have no choice…I WILL REPRESENT MYSELF!

The crowd cheers as John looks surprised.

Owen Nelson: What?! Did I hear that correctly?

“Big” Ben Little: Rena Summers will represent herself here tonight! We have an Intergender Match with a man’s job and a woman’s hand in marriage on the line!

Rena Summers: So I hope you’re happy, John…..referee, RING THE BELL!

The referee, surprised by the happenings, simply shrugs and calls for the bell.

The crowd cheers as the match is officially underway.

Owen Nelson: I can’t believe it…since Rena was unable to find someone to fight John Davis here tonight, she has decided to take it upon herself to rid her life of John Davis!

The referee stands back as Rena and John stand face-to-face, about the same height.

“Big” Ben Little: So here we go. If John beats Rena, he wins her hand in marriage. However, if Rena beats John, he will be forced to quit the ECFW and stay out of her life forever. The stakes are high in this one, Owen.

Rena and John stand face-to-face, and Rena has a determined look on her face.

John Davis suddenly takes a step back, and he unties his boxing robe and slips it off to reveal he is in a super tight Speedo as his wrestling attire!

The crowd immediately comes to life, either cheering, laughing, or yelling.

Owen Nelson: Oh my God…John Davis is dressed in a Speedo, and a Speedo only! And Rena has to touch his white, nearly-naked body in order to defeat him.

“Big” Ben Little: Look how damn white and skinny this guy is…

Rena looks disgusted as John makes a superhero pose with his hands on his hips, seemingly proud of his puny body.

The referee disposes the ring of John’s pink boxing robe.

Owen Nelson: Man, this is sick…

John Davis then bends over a little and puckers his lips, pointing to them and wanting Rena to kiss him…but instead, the disgusted/pissed off Rena Summers slaps John Davis hard across his face, knocking John backward as he holds his red face in pain!

Crowd: Oohh!

“Big” Ben Little: Good God, what a slap by Rena Summers!

John Davis comes back, upset that his love interest has slapped him…and Rena slaps him again!

Another loud “Oohh” from the sold-out audience.

Owen Nelson: Another one! Rena Summers means business here tonight in Beijing in both of these reporters’ first-ever wrestling match!

John Davis’ Speedo is so tight it looks like it is about to sap off his skinny, bony, white body, as he holds the side of his face in pain.

Full of aggression and determination, Rena Summers runs and jumps on John Davis, as the two fall back to the mat!

Crowd cheers

“Big” Ben Little: My God, Rena Summers is full of fury and she has taken John Davis down to the mat!

On the mat, Rena Summers mounts the nearly-nude John Davis and slaps the hell out of him, slapping with both her right and left hands, as John’s face is red on both sides.

Owen Nelson: I have never seen a woman so full of hate and fury like Rena Summers is here tonight! She has had enough of John Davis!

Rena is slapping John Davis, until John reaches up and pokes Rena in her eyes, stopping the slapping assault.

“Big” Ben Little: John Davis resorts to the eyes to save himself. What a sorry excuse of a man.

Rena Summers is aiding to her eyes, as John then pushes her off of him.

John Davis stands up, still holding his red face in pain.

Rena Summers stands back up, holding her eyes, as John goes for a clothesline but Rena ducks and grabs John’s arm into a hammerlock from behind.

Rena Summers is standing behind John Davis with his arm locked, as John bends down to try and trip Rena by her legs…

Rena Summers is standing in the back, as John Davis is bent over in front of her, his ass touching Rena’s pelvis area…doggie style.

The crowd immediately erupts with cheers and laughter.

Owen Nelson: Oh my God, somebody stop this!!!

“Big” Ben Little: I always knew John Davis was a bitch!…

Rena realizes the awkward position, as she quickly lets John go.

John turns around and smiles at Rena, winking at her as he is apparently turned on…his Speedo begins to rise a little bit.

“Big” Ben Little: Oh my God, look at John Davis! Jesus, its not worth it - I quit! I quit!…

Rena looks like she is about to throw up, as John runs and takes her down with a clothesline!

A good portion of the audience starts booing.

Owen Nelson: John Davis catches Rena off-guard with a clothesline.

John Davis gets down and he covers Rena Summers in the missionary position. He is lying directly on top of her…1...2...Rena Summers gets her shoulder up, pushing John’s skinny body off of her.

“Big” Ben Little: Rena Summers kicks out of the extremely awkward cover at two-and-a-half.

John Davis brings Rena Summers up to her feet, and he then runs off the ropes.

John Davis bounces back but Rena suddenly drops down and drop toe holds John Davis face-first into the canvas!

Owen Nelson: Rena Summers with the drop toe hold! Where did she learn that move???

Rena covers John…1...2...John Davis kicks out!

“Big” Ben Little: John Davis kicks out at two. I was hoping that would have been three…

Rena Summers stands up and she desperately tries to reason with the referee, trying to convince him to ring the bell and end the match.

The referee tells her he is sorry, and holds up three fingers.

Owen Nelson: Rena is desperate for a 3-count there, and I can’t blame the poor woman.

Rena Summers is consulting with referee Matthew Rice.

She finally turns around to find the Speedo-wearing John Davis standing there, and he grabs Rena, pulls her close and holds her there, while he kisses her!

The crowd erupts with noise: screams, yells, cheers, laughter, etc.

“Big” Ben Little: Oh my God, its an actual Lip Lock!

Rena Summers is being held there as John has the Lip Lock applied, using his tongue to full effect, as Rena wails her arms about, desperately trying to break free!

Owen Nelson: I can’t believe I am saying this…but I think Rena Summers may tap out to the Lip Lock!

Rena Summers is being tortured by John’s lips and tongue, as he finally releases the “hold.”

“Big” Ben Little: Ah, thank God…

Rena Summers flails her arms, spitting and wiping her mouth, looking completely crossed out as she paces around the ring, trying to self-clean.

Rena is then suddenly rolled up from behind by John Davis, who puts his feet on the middle rope for the illegal leverage (unnoticed by the referee)…1...2...3!

Owen Nelson: NO! John cheated! Ref…

Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and thus the future husband to Rena Summers…JOHN DAVIS!

Sam Jenkans - This match is a Steel Cage Match. The only way to win this match is by pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage either over the top or through the door.

(The Steel Cage Is Lowered Over The Ring)

Sam Jenkans: On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 255 pounds, from Nashville, Tennessee, representing The Montego Policy…Tiny Tim!!! (crowd boos *****)

["Not Over" by Daughtry begins to play over the P.A. as Tiny Tim Shady enters the caged ring, arrogance on his face. ]

Sam Jenkans - And his opponent, weighing in at 345 pounds, from Quebec City, Canada, Steeve Sinister!!! (crowd cheers *****)

["Till I Die" by Stemm plays as Steeve Sinister enters the cage.]

[(The bell rings) Tiny Tim jabs Steeve Sinister. The Tiny One takes a slap to the face from Steeve Sinister. Now Steeve Sinister standing. Tiny Tim tackles Steeve Sinister. Now Steeve Sinister standing. Steeve Sinister hits him with a back fist. ]

Owen Nelson - Steeve Sinister with a back fist.

[Steeve Sinister nails Tiny Tim with a belly-to-back suplex. Steeve Sinister gets back to his feet. Steeve Sinister knees Tiny Tim and rolls back to his feet. Tiny Tim gets hit with a diving elbow smash from Steeve Sinister. Tiny Tim gets back to his feet. Tiny Tim tries for a backdrop driver but is not strong enough to lift Steeve Sinister. The Tiny One applies a nerve hold on Steeve Sinister. Nathan Greenland asks Steeve Sinister if he quits. ... The Tiny One tightens the hold. ... The Tiny One breaks the hold. The Tiny One climbs the cage. The Tiny One is pulled off the cage by Steeve Sinister ]

"Big" Ben Little - This is quality sports-entertainment!

[Steeve Sinister gets thrown into the turnbuckle. Tiny Tim comes over and smashes Steeve Sinister's head into it. The Tiny One short lariats Steeve Sinister. Tiny Tim knees Steeve Sinister and rolls back to his feet. Steeve Sinister stands up. Tiny Tim trys for a power slam but is not strong enough to lift Steeve Sinister. Tiny Tim starts to climb the cage. The Tiny One climbs to the top of the cage. Steeve Sinister suplexes The Tiny One off the top of the cage. Tiny Tim hits Steeve Sinister with a rolling elbow smash to the face. Tiny Tim covers Steeve Sinister hooking the leg. Referee Nathan Greenland makes the count. ...1 ...2 Steeve Sinister escapes. ]

Owen Nelson - He should have just stayed on the attack.

[Steeve Sinister stands up. The Tiny One executes the jumping sidekick on Steeve Sinister. Steeve Sinister is back on his feet. Steeve Sinister knife hand chops The Tiny One. The Tiny One tries for a hip toss but is unable to lift Steeve Sinister. Tiny Tim drives a forearm into Steeve Sinister. Steeve Sinister is speared by Tiny Tim. Steeve Sinister stands up. Tiny Tim climbs the cage. ]

"Big" Ben Little - The Tiny One can't get a pin at side of the cage. Steeve Sinister pulls Tiny Tim off the cage.

[Steeve Sinister with spinning headscissors on Tiny Tim send him hard to the mat. Now Steeve Sinister standing. Steeve Sinister climbs the cage. Steeve Sinister moves to the top of the cage. The Tiny One knocks Steeve Sinister off the top of the cage to the mat. Steeve Sinister with a falling splash on Tiny Tim. Steeve Sinister moves back to his feet. Steeve Sinister climbs the cage. Steeve Sinister is pulled off the cage by Tiny Tim Steeve Sinister executes an over the shoulder stomach breaker on Tiny Tim. Tiny Tim climbs to his feet. Steeve Sinister starts to climb the cage. ]

Owen Nelson - The Tiny One is much safer at side of the cage. Steeve Sinister can't get a pin there. The Tiny One pulls Steeve Sinister off the cage.

[Steeve Sinister Legsweeps Tiny Tim. Steeve Sinister measures Tiny Tim up and drops a closed fist. Steeve Sinister is back on his feet. Steeve Sinister with a falling splash on The Tiny One. Steeve Sinister gets up. Steeve Sinister with a falling splash on Tiny Tim. Steeve Sinister stands up. Steeve Sinister climbs the cage. Tiny Tim shakes the cage from below, causing Steeve to lose his grip and fall to the mat below.]

“Big” Ben Little - Sinister was trying to escape the cage, but Tiny Tim makes sure that that doesn’t go down.

[Steeve Sinister staggers back to his feet and Tiny Tim Shady catches him with a stiff kick to the mid-section. The Tiny One then sets Steeve up for the Shady Slam, lifting him up from behind but Sinister slips down and pushes Tim face-first into the steel wall, causing Tim to fall backward and he is bleeding profusely on his forehead.]

Owen Nelson: Steeve Sinister counters the Shady Slam and busts Tim open thanks to help from that Steel Cage.

[Tiny Tim, groggy and bloody, staggers up to his feet where Steeve Sinister grabs him and throws him into the steel cage wall once again, as Tim‘s body bounces backward and hit’s the mat.]

“Big” Ben Little: Again…ouch.

[Steeve Sinister then walks over near the entrance door as the stationed referee opens the door. Steeve Sinister is about to escape the cage, as he is stepping through the ropes/through the doorway, until MIKE ANGEL runs down to ringside, pushes the referee out of the way, grabs the cage door and swings it…WHAM! The cage door collides with Steeve Sinister’s skull, knocking Sinister backward and he is cut wide open on his forehead.]

Crowd: Oohh!

Owen Nelson: Oh! Tiny Tim’s Montego Policy teammate, Mike Angel, just cost Steeve Sinister this match and his scalp as he swings that steel cage door into the head of The Sinister One.

[The crowd is booing loudly as Mike Angel enters the ring/cage, and he starts helping the bloody Tiny Tim up to his feet. The referee in the ring is trying to get Mike out of there, but Mike refuses as SHAWN TURNER runs down to the ring as well, entering the cage.]

“Big” Ben Little: Here comes more help in Shawn Turner, another proud Policy member.

[In the cage/ring, Mike and Shawn are helping their bloody teammate, Tiny Tim, to his feet and trying to get him out of the cage to victory, but this is until the bloody, crimson-faced Steeve Sinister is back to his feet and he takes Shawn Turner down from behind! Mike Angel then turns and Steeve takes him down as well, with a clothesline!]

Owen Nelson: Steeve Sinister is up and he is fighting back!

[Shawn Turner is up again and Steeve Sinister takes him right back down with a punch to the head, but Steeve is then suddenly low blowed from behind by Tiny Tim Shady!]

Crowd boos

“Big” Ben Little: The numbers game catches up to Sinister.

[Steeve Sinister is down on the mat, holding his groin in pain. Mike Angel is back up and he and Tim help Shawn Turner to his feet. The three Policy members then go to work, and they triple-team the helpless, bloody Steeve Sinister, stomping and pounding the hell out of him on the mat.]

The crowd is booing like crazy

Owen Nelson: Its 3-on-1, and there’s no one to save Steeve Sinister.

[Tim, Mike, and Shawn are all working on the grounded Steeve Sinister, when suddenly….“Downfall” by Trust Company hits, and DONNY DOWNFALL runs down to the ring!]

The crowd erupts with cheers!

“Big” Ben Little: Oh my God, what is he doing here?!

[Donny Downfall charges up the ring steps and steps through the doorway into the cage/ring, as his music stops. The three Policy members are all shocked as Mike Angel runs at Donny to attack, but Donny ducks and sends “The Dark Angel” into the cage wall!]

Owen Nelson: Donny Downfall is here, and he is helping his old tag partner, Steeve Sinister! We haven’t seen Donny since his unbelievable “I Quit” Match at Extreme Pain!

[Shawn Turner now runs at Donny for a clothesline, but Donny ducks, runs off the ropes, and comes back with a flying clothesline on Turner! Donny stands up and Tiny Tim nails him from behind with a forearm, but it has little effect as “The Executioner” turns around and takes The Tiny One off his feet with a hard right hand to the face!]

“Big” Ben Little: Donny Downfall is on fire here tonight in Beijing!

[Donny turns back and Mike Angel is up, as Donny greets him with a kick to the stomach. Donny then nails Angel with the DOWNFALLOUT!]

The crowd is going nuts.

Owen Nelson: Downfallout on “The Dark Angel!”

[Donny then crawls over and grabs Shawn Turner on the mat, locking him into the DOWNFALL EXECUTION submission hold!]

Crowd erupts!

“Big” Ben Little: Shawn Turner gets caught in the Downfall Execution!

[Shawn is coughing and screaming and choking in pain, as he taps out, though obviously it does him no good. Donny has the hold perfectly applied until Tiny Tim breaks up the hold!]

Owen Nelson: But Tiny Tim breaks it up, saving Shawn Turner!

[Tiny Tim stands up and he turns around where he is surprised by a kick to the gut followed by the SINISTER DROP BY STEEVE SINISTER!!!]

Crowd erupts again!

“Big” Ben Little: Sinister Drop! Timmy walked right into that Sinister Drop!

[Donny Downfall is making it up to his feet as the bloody Steeve Sinister pins the bloody Tiny Tim in the middle of the ring, in the middle of the cage…1...2...3!]

Bell Rings!

Owen Nelson: Sinister pins Tim, and its over - what a match!

Sam Jenkans: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner via pinfall…Steeve Sinister!