Shane Delaney Memorial Tournament - April 2001

Live From the WWWF Arena in Wedgwood, Seattle, Washington

[The view opens to a black, blank screen. "To A Frown" by Buzzov-en begins to play, as a series of clips go by. But instead of the most insane moments in the history of Blood Sweat and Chairs Wrestling, we see clips of the past of the Wedgwood Wide Wrestling Federation.

Justin Possible puts away D-Pac with Lost Marbles.

We see Violent M put through a flaming table with a Powerbomb courtesy of "Hardcore Hero" John Merganz.

We see Pain shot by Mix Master Marcus.

Finally, we see The "Franchise" Shane Delaney deliver the Pedigree on Drone on to a metal stop sign.

The screen fades slightly, and as The "Franchise" stands up to grab his WWWF World Title from the referree, we zoom in on The Great One's face. The First Annual Shane Delaney Memorial Tournament logo flashes on the screen. Then, the scene fades back, and we see the same picture displayed on something we haven't seen in quite some time, the Vail-Tron. We switch to an aerial view, and we see the packed crowd at the WWWF Arena in Wedgwood, Seattle, Washington. The camera pans across the fanatical sea of people. We see a wave of signs, the more noteworthy ones being "3WF + BSCW = Hardcore To The F'n Bone!!", "There Will Always Be Only One...Franchise", and "Who The Hell Is Erik Kreed?". The camera then zooms in to the ringside broadcast team of Bil Withonel and Matt Heath.]

Matt Heath: Good evening folks, and welcome to the First Annual Shane Delaney Memorial Tournament! I'm Matt Heath, and I'm once again joined here at ringside by Bil Withonel. Bil, this is a monumental day in the history of not only BSCW, but the world of professional wrestling as well.

Bil Withonel: Absolutely. First, there's the reason we're all here. Or more accurately, the man we're all here for. The "Franchise" Shane Delaney. Shane was not only a great athlete and all-around entertainer, but a great man as well. His impact on this sport is one that will be felt until the end of time. In his lifetime he touched countless people's lives, many of whom never got the chance to meet Shane personally. Tonight, BSCW is the guest of the wrestling promotion which was owned by Delaney, 3WF. We are proud to come out all the way to Shane's hometown to celebrate his legacy. And we'll do that in grand fashion, with a tournament featuring some of the biggest stars in the business today. Each match will be a unique "Lethal Lottery" Tag Team Match. It should be interesting, as it's quite possible that two men that walk into the match as partners may very well be forced to battle each other in order to advance to the final match of the tournament.

Matt Heath: That's right. While the oddsmakers seem to be favoring Taurus, Dionysus, and Andrew Sampson...It really is anyone's game. And with the dual honor of being the first ever Shane Delaney Memorial Tournament winner, as well as the newly crowned BSCW Canadian Champion, you can bet that every single participant will be fighting tooth and nail for the chance to be the one to win it all at the end of the night. As if that weren't enough, we also have the last match of a career. Philippe LaFleur, who has been a two-time World Champion, as well as United States Champion, here in BSCW has decided to hang up his wrestling trunks.

Bil Withonel: In other words...Philippe's last match is going to suck horribly, but at least he'll be walking out with one last check in the win column. One match that should be the opposite of "suck", however, will be the very first title defense of newly crowned BSCW Tag Team Champions Gemini. Gemini has worked very, very hard to get where they are. By the same token, Vic Simmons and "T-Dawg" Timby have worked hard to prove that they belong in the upper echelon here in BSCW. Both teams will be battling for the top spot in BSCW, and it should be one hell of a war.

Matt Heath: Indeed. Speaking of wars, that's exactly what we have waiting for us in our main event. Justin Keith and The Rebel. The most heated of rivalries, the bitterest of enemies. Tonight, it would seem that the tables are tipped in the favor of Justin. Wrestling in front of his hometown crowd, in the match tailor made for him. The Greenhouse Match. A Hell in a Cell, with a twist. Instead of being nothing more than iron bars, the cell serves an additional purpose tonight. Windowpanes. The cell will be transformed into a gigantic, monstrous greenhouse, with deadly results for the two men locked in combat. Yes, it looks to be Justin's match, but once the blood starts to flow, it might become a fight not only to once again become BSCW World Champion for Justin, but a matter of life and death as well.

Bil Withonel: Anytime you put The Rebel in a match like this, you can expect it to get messy, that's no secret. Well, we have a whole lot of show to go before we see that massacre, so let's swing it over to Jared Lord.

Jared Lord: Good evening and welcome to the First Annual Shane Delaney Memorial Tournament! The following match is a tournament match and is a Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match. It is scheduled for fifteen minutes. Introducing first...From the Bible Belt and Jacksonville, Florida respectively...Weighing in at a combined 611 pounds...Crucifix and Erik Kreed!!

["Good God" by Korn blasts over the P.A. as Crucifix and Kreed make their way down to the ring. The receive a mixed reaction from the crowd, as half the crowd hates Crucifix for his deadly assault on "T-Dawg" Timby, while the other half of the crowd are trying in vain to figure out who Erik Kreed is. The two enter the ring, and await the arrival of their opponents.]

Jared Lord: And their opponents...From Parts Unknown and Cincinatti, Ohio respectively...Weighing in at a combined 362 pounds...Dionysus and Darkcyde Nitechild!!

["M-Bomb" by Scratching Post blasts over the P.A. as Dionysus makes his way down the aisle without Darkcyde. Instead, he is accompanied by three women that could most easily be described as "goth chicks". He is greeted by a chorus of boos from the Seattle audience, which he meets with great smiles and nods. He is wearing a black t-shirt that reads: "I bring out the worst in people" in purple letters. He grabs a microphone.]

Dionysus: I am here, like everyone else tonight to honor Shane's memory, and I'm going to do that by beating up a whole lot of people. Funny how this business works, isn't it? Honor one man by crippling others. Huh. Well, let's make some sort of agreement here, tonight shall we? In honor of Shane's memory, let's make sure no one leaves tonight with serious injury. Of course, if their heart or pride gets broken, I could care less. I'm sure I'm going to break a ot of both tonight.

Now before my partner comes down, let me introduce these lovely ladies to you all...

[At this point Darkcyde Nitechild walks out to the top of the steel ramp entranceway. He runs down the aisle and Dionysus doesn't get to finish his interview.]

Dionysus: Well, thanks to Darkcyde, I guess you won't get to meet these ladies after all. Let's here it for Harry Potter, ladies and gentlemen, give it up!

[Darkcyde rolls in to the ring as the crowd boos Dionysus furiously. Dionysus makes a quick exit, giving Darkcyde no choice but to start the match for his team. Crucifix elects to start things off for his team, and just as the match is about to begin, Dionysus jumps up opn the apron and smacks Darkcyde on the back, tagging himself in. Rather than further prolong the start of the match, Darkcyde exits the ring and stands on the ring apron as Dionysus enters the ring.]

Bil Withonel: Well, that was fun. The two lock up, and Crucifix easily overpowers the much smaller Dionysus, and hooks him in a Side Headlock. Dionysus gets out of it through the back door, and whips the big man to the ropes. Crucifix rebounds, and absolutely destroys Dionysus with an earth-shattering Clothesline! He picks him up by the head, and whips Dionysus to the ropes. Dionysus ducks what looked to be a potentially fatal Clothesline, and goes to the ropes. He rebounds...And sends the big man flying with a Flying Head Scissors! Crucifix gets back to his feet, and eats an Ensigurri! Dionysus, seeking to maintain his momentum, goes to tag in Darkcyde for some high impact doube team moves....And gets a big glob of spit in his face! He stops to wipe the spit from his face, a face that is now beet-red with rage! He winds back to take a swing at Darkcyde, but is grabbed with a Reverse Waistlock by Crucifix! Release German Suplex! He almost broke Dionysus' damn neck with that move! Showing team work now, Crucifix tags in Kreed, as Dionysus gets back to his feet. Kreed charges at Dionysus, who comes out of nowhere with a Drop Toe Hold, surprising the hell out of Kreed and everyone here at the WWWF Arena, yours truly included! Dionysus executes a backwards roll, and forcibly tags Nitechild in!

Matt Heath: Darkcyde enters the ring, and sends a rising Erik Kreed crashing into the corner with an elbow to the face. He climbs to the second rope, and after signaling to the crowd...Crushes Kreed with an awesome Tornado DDT! He picks Kreed up by the head as Dionysus climbs to the top....Nitechild hits a Twist of Fate! Dionysus flies off the top...and nails Kreed with a Guillotine Legdrop to the back of the head! He stands up, and slaps Darkcyde across the face! I guess that's his way of tagging in?! He then goes for the cover...Which is broken up by Nitechild! He drags Dionysus off of Kreed! Dionysus gets up, his face filled with indignant rage..And gets a boot to the ribs for his troubles! Twist of Fate! Darkcyde layed his own partner out with the Twist of Fate! Kreed uses the commotion to his advantage, and crawls over to his corner to tag in Crucifix. But it doesn't work! Darkcyde lays in a stiff kick to the back of Kreed's head, and picks him back up. Nitefall! It looked like he caved Kreed's face in! 1...2..3!! Erik Kreed has been eliminated! Crucifix enters the ring....But is it really two on one, especially after what Darkcyde just did to Dionysus?

Bil Withonel: If Dionysus has shown me anything since his debut here in BSCW, it's that he's all business when he enters that squared circle. He'll do whatever it takes to get the win, you can bank on that. Darkcyde goes for the early advantage with an attempted Low Blow on Crucifix...But the big man sees it coming, and plants his huge boot square in the middle of Nitechild's face! Darkcyde staggers slightly, allowing Crucifix to grab him with both hands by the throat! Two Handed Sitdown Chokebomb! What power by Crucifix! He goes for the cover...But Nitechild gets his foot on the bottom rope before the ref can even begin the count! Crucifix is visibly frustrated. He bends over to grab Nitechild by the head, but is distracted by Dionysus, who is back on the apron! Crucifix looks up...Only to be completely bowled over by a Springboard Missile Dropkick courtesy of Dionysus, who rolls out of the ring after executing that spectacular maneuver! Nitechild attempts to take advantage of the situation by crawling on top of Crucifix for the cover...But the big man kicks out before the count of one! With authority, I might add. Darkcyde stands over Crucifix, trying to get his breath back...And gets a Low Blow for wasting time! Crucifix gets back to his feet, and gets Nitechild up for a Press Slam...NO! He turned what looked to be a Gorilla Press Slam into a Gutbuster! Unbelievable! Darkcyde rebounded off that move in pain, right into the ropes. He's trying to get back to his feet now, using the ropes for added leverage....But it does him no good, as Crucifix bashes him in the face with a Kneelift! Nitechild is crouched over in pain, clutching onto his face....Crucifix grabs him by both shoulders, and lifts him high over his head....Crucifixion! He nailed him with it! 1...2..3!! Darkcyde Nitechild has been eliminated, perhaps fatally, by Crucifix!

Matt Heath: Dionysus runs in, and grabs Crucifix as he's standing up after getting the pinfall on Darkcyde....Kiss of the Bacchae!!! NO! MY GOD! Crucifix blocked it in mid'move, and dropped Dionysus on the top rope, throat first! Dionysus is sprawled face first on the mat, holding his neck in pain....And Crucifix is putting the boots to him! He finally relents, only to pick Dionysus up by the hair! Jackhammer! My God, Dionysus has to be nearly crippled by now! Now Crucifix is blatantly choking Dionysus! He has the poor man near death, why not just go for the cover? He holds on to the Chokehold despite the ref's warning...and is now picking Dionysus up by the throat! Chokeslam! He's still holding onto the Chokehold though! He's picking up the nearly comatose Dionysus, and gets him up for another Chokeslam! NO! Right into the corner! He tossed Dionysus into the corner like he was nothing more than a rag doll! He walks to the other side of the ring, as Dionysus desperatelt tries to regain his composure. it looks like Crucifix is going to try to crush Dionysus into those steel turnbuckles! He doesn't want to win this match, he wants to cripple Dionysus! Crucifix charges....and Dionysus uses his last vestiges oif strength to leap up on to the top rope, using the ropes for leverage! Crucifix went steamrolling right into the corner, and he effectively knocked the wind out of his own body! Not wanting to waste the oppurtunity, Dionysus jumps up, and lands a magnificent Springboard Tornado DDT on Crucifix! He's holding on to his neck, screaming in pain...But he's able to roll on top of the big man! 1...2..3!! Dionysus might be almost dead...But he's won!!!

Jared Lord: Your winner...Dionysus!!!

Bil Withonel: Damn...That was hard to watch. Dionysus will go on to wrestle in the final tournament match, but whether or not he's actually in any shape to do so is the big question.

Matt Heath: Hopefully he will be able to compete, but after the beating he just took at the hands of Crucifix, I'm not too sure. Regardless, the whow must go on. With that in mind, let's go back to BSCW Ring Announcer Jared Lord, who's ready to announce our next tournament match.

Jared Lord: The following match is a Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match and is scheduled for a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first...From Parts Unknown...Weighing in at a combined 391 pounds...Representing the JwO...Mr. Jobcore and Slade The Clown...Teacher and Clown!!

[The JwO Theme begins to play as Jobcore and Slade make their way down the aisle. They both trip upon getting to ringside, falling face first onto the ring apron. They lie dormant on the ground for several minutes, blood gushing out of their noses. Finally, they groggily get to their feet, and roll into the ring, smearing blood on the mat as they enter the ring.]

Jared Lord: And their opponents...From right here in Wedgwood!! Accompanied to the ring by Ms. Beastiality...Weighing in at a combined 460 pounds...Representing Four Q...Mr. M.A.K. and Jack Daniels!!

["Da Magnolia" by Juvenile begins play as M.A.K., Daniels, and Ms. Beastiality make their way down to the ring. A huge chant of "MIKEY!" rings through the WWWF Arena as they enter the ring and look curiously at Slade and Jobcore, who are still bleeding profusely.]

Bil Withonel: Will someone please tell me why these JwO retards still have a job? Yeah, it's funny to see them get the ever lovin' crap beat out of them on a weekly basis, but I could grab some homeless guy from outside the building to do that, and all I'd have to pay him would be a ham sandwich! M.A.K. is walking towards them...And Jobcore shows why he's the brains of the operation, and shoves Slade right into the former Violent M! Slade tries to run for his life, but gets stopped by M.A.K., who locks him in a Sleeper Hold....But it looks more like a choke! Now he's got Slade down on the mat, and he has him hooked in the Dark Dragon, with absolutely nowhere to go! And just like that...Slade is out cold, and if we're really lucky, dead! Slade's been eliminated, in what I think has to be some kind of record!

Matt Heath: Well, I believe from the time that the opening bell was rung, Slade tapped out in four seconds....So you just might be right! The ref drags Slade to the side of the ring, where the ring crew is helping to haul the JwO's favorite clown out of the ring. Jobcore runs in, and clobbers M.A.K. with a Clothesline! Well, "clobbered" might not be all that accurate, since the move did more harm to Jobcore than M.A.K.! Jobcore is flat on his back, while M.A.K. just stares down at him, with a mixed look of confusion and disgust on his face. He shakes his head in disgust, and tags in Jack Daniels.

[As Jack enters the ring, the Vail-Tron comes to life. The scene is in the woods, and we see a grizzly bear on top of what appears to be a completely nude Ms. Beastiality! The graphic scenes are fuzzed out, but the actions taking place are clear. Mr. M.A.K. just looks at what for all pruposes is a home made porno playing on the Vail-Tron with a look of total shock on his face. He quickly looks down at Ms. Beastiality, who looks very frightened and runs off to the backstage area before M.A.K. can react. Meanwhile, in the ring, Jack Daniels hooks Jobcore in a Front Facelock and...]

Matt Heath: Rolling Tha Bluntz! He nailed Jobcore! 1...2..3!! Jobcore is out, and we have the succesful debut of Jack Daniels here in BSCW!

Bil Withonel: Forget that! Didn't you see that sick crap on the Vail-Tron! Wait a minute....This means... Oh my God! M.A.K. isn't the real father of that baby! The real father is a damn girzzly bear!!! What the f**k?!?!

Matt Heath: I'm trying to pretend I didn't see any of that, thank you very much. M.A.K. looks over at Daniels, who is trying his best to console his friend...But M.A.K. is in a rage! He runs at Daniels...Ultimo DDT!! He then goes to the ropes as Jack tries to get back to his feet....M-Cutta!! He goes for the cover...1...2..3!!! M.A.K. wins it, but he's not waiting to get his hand raised! He slumps down on the mat...And now he's sitting doan, rocking back and forth, pulling at his hair! Finally the rest of Four Q come down, and they're talking him out of it as Jack gets to his feet. As they help M.A.K. out of the ring, let's get the official word from Jared Lord.

Jared Lord: And your winner...Mr. M.A.K.!!!

Bil Withonel: Well, M.A.K. continues on to the final tournament match, but very much like Dionysus, I don't know if he's in any condition to wrestle another match. I mean...If I found out my wife slept with a grizzly bear, I wouldn't be too ready to go back to work. Jesus!

Matt Heath: Yes, it was very disturbing....That's why I'll thank you not to mention it again!

Bil Withonel: I'm sorry. I guess I'm in shock, and I'm reliving the moment, just like in 'Nam.

Matt Heath: What?! You never were in Vietnam!

Bil Withonel: ..... Oh yeah. Nevermind.

Matt Heath: [Sigh.]

Jared Lord: The following contest is a Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match and is scheduled for a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first...From Detroit, Michigan and Coolock, Dublin, Ireland...Weighing in at a combined 492 pounds...MaCk and Mark "Generation" Rock!!

["Rock Bottom" by Eminem begins to play as Rock and MaCk make their way down to the ring. They are greeted by a chorus of boos as they enter the ring.]

Jared Lord: And their opponents...From Los Angeles, California and Osaka, Japan respectively...Weighing in at a combined 449 pounds...Representing Zodiac...Leo and Taurus!!

["Body Count" by Body Count blasts over the P.A. as Leo and Taurus make their way down to the ring. They are greeted by a good amount of cheers, cheers that they completely ignore. They enter the ring and immediately go after their opponents.]

Bil Withonel: And away we go! All four men are going at it tooth and nail! MaCk blocks a kick by Leo, and retuns the favor with a Belly to Belly Suplex! Taurus hits a Dragon Clothesline on Mark Rock that sends "Generation" tumbling over the top rope on to the concrete floor below! Taurus spins around, only to get nailed by a Spinebuster courtesy of MaCk! Leo attempts a High Cross Bodyblock on MaCk...But again he's blocked...And MaCk rocks him with a Chokeslam! He goes for the cover...1...2..NO! Leo kicks out just in the nick of time, and I think MaCk was about an eighth of a second from scoring one hell of an upset! Leo gets back to his feet as MaCk charges...Leo grabs him in a modified Bear Hug, and in what is becoming a popular maneuver tonight...Drops him throat first on the top rope! Leo goes to the ropes, and hits a Snap Legdrop on MaCk! He goes for the cover, but MaCk kicks out with authority! Leo tags in Taurus, as MaCk gets back to his feet. Taurus charges in, going for another Dragon Clothesline, but he's stopped by a kick to the lower abdomen area! He keels over in pain...Allowing MaCk to nail him with a perfectly executed Powerbomb! Needing to take a breather, MaCk tags in Mark "Generation" Rock.

Matt Heath: "Generation" comes in, and picks up Taurus by the head. He hooks him up for a Short Arm Clothesline, but Taurus ducks, and nails a bastardized version of a Neckbreaker! He drops to the mat, and locks in a Fujiwara Arm Bar...But instead of a submission move, it looks more like a career ender! He's wrenching the arm quickly, which is a real easy way to dislocate a shoulder. Taurus rises to his knees...And is now laying in a series of stiff Headbutts to the right shoulder of "Generation"! Taurus is back to his feet, and is landing lightning-quick kicks to the shoulder, causing Rock to beg for mercy! He'll get none, however, as Taurus locks in the Horns of Taurus! And just like that, "Generation" taps out! Mark "Generation" Rock is out of this match! MaCk runs in to catch Taurus by surprise...and gets a High Angle Back Drop fos his troubles! MaCk gets back to his feet, and eats a Superkick! One Dragon CLothesline later, and he's back in his corner! Taurus is laying the kicks in heavy to the lower legs of MaCk, and MaCk is just about on his knees! Taurus uses his lower vertical bases to pick MaCk up in position for a Body Slam...NO! Liger Bomb! MaCk is on dream street! Taurus tags in Leo, who grabs the top rope and...Springboard Senton Bomb!! He goes to the top turnbuckle again...Good Lord! I don't even know what to call that! It was a Moonsault into a altered version of a Kamikaze Headbutt! Leo goes for the cover...1...2..3!! What team work by Leo and Taurus...But now they have to fight each other!

Bil Withonel: Taurus enters the ring, and shakes hands with his stablemate...And they go at it! They're holding nothing back, as Leo floors Taurus with a Single Leg Standing Dropkick! What agility by Leo! He picks Taurus up be the head...Snap Suplex!! He holds onto it, and goes for another! NO! Taurus blocks it, and rocks Leo's world with a sick T-Bone Suplex! Leo gets to his feet...Dragon Clothesline!! Leo grabs on to the ropes to help steady himself as he tries to stand uponce again, and gets brought right back down to the canvas with a Japanese Leg Drag! Now Taurus is signaling that's he's going to hit a Snap Suplex of his own! He picks Leo up by the head, hooks him up and...It's blocked by Leo! Taurus attempts it once again...Leo blocks it once more, and reverses it, nailing The Japanese Akita with a Front Brainbuster! Not missing a beat, Leo climbs up to the top rope...And flies off with a Frog Splash....But Taurus raises his knees! Taurus struggles to get to his feet, as Leo staggers towards him....Taurus lands a Heart Punch, which sends Leo crashing into the corner! Taurus runs to the corner, and goes outside to the ring apron.. He then climbs to the top, and places his feet securely on the second rope. Now he's turning Leo around and...Gaijin Death Drop! He nailed it! 1...2..3!!!

Jared Lord: And your winner...Taurus!!!

Matt Heath: What a win there by Taurus! Those tow went at it at such a furious pace, it was only a matter of being at right time at the right place to get the win. And just like their previous battle, Taurus helps Leo up, and the two shake hands!! Leo raises Taurus' hand in victory, and the WWWF Arena is going nuts!

Bil Withonel: So far, Taurus looks to be in the best shape, mentally and physically, going into the final tournament match. What with Dionysus nearly getting his throat crushed by Crucifix and Mr. M.A.K. um.... Having some serious family issues, I'd have to say Taurus is the odds on favorite so far. But, we still have one more qualifying tournament match. It should be interesting to see how this one pans out, since on one side you have the tag team of X-Kalibur and "The Assasin" Ken Ness, and on the other you have two men that have battled before, Andrew Sampson and "Bump" Taylor James.

Jared Lord: The following contest is a Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match and is scheduled for a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first...From Biloxi, Missouri...Weighing in at 234 pounds..."Bump" Taylor James!!

["Glory of Love" by New Found Glory blasts over the P.A. as "Bump" Taylor James is seen coming out of the entranceway to a huge ovation. As he makes his way down to the ring, "The Assassin" Ken Ness and X-Kalibur come charging out from the backstage area. "Bump" hears their running footsteps behind him on the steel ramp and spinds around, only to get viciously knocked down with a Double Clothesline! They then pick him up by the head and execute a Double Irish Whip that sends "Bump" hurtling in to the ring.]

Matt Heath: This match hasn't even begun yet! Ken and X are already getting this thing going without Sampson! Both X and Ness pick Taylor back up and deliver a Powerbomb Neckbreaker Combination to "Bump" Taylor James! They then pick "Bump" back up, set him up for something and deliver a Double Vertaical Suplex! This crowd in Seattle sure isn't liking this turn of events! By the way, where is Andrew Sampson?

Bil Withonel: Beats the hell out of me. If he doesn't show up soon, they might just cancel him out of this match and it'll be betwee...

Matt Heath: .....don't hold your breath.

[Just then, Andrew Sampson comes charging out from the entrance to a large chorus of cheers along with Lila in her elegant dress. Andrew Sampson slides in and starts a slugfest with Ken Ness which takes the two fighters to the outside of the ring. X-Kalibur then picks up "Bump" to do something but James Low Blows X and delivers a Northern Light Suplex, holding on to the bridge for a pinning attempt.]

Bil Withonel: 1...2..NO! X-Kalibur kicks out! Both men quickly get to their feet, as "Bump" charges at X-Kalibur...But X sees him, and turns everything around to his favor by nailing Taylor with a Sky High! X drops an elbow to the back of Taylor's head....And locks in the Crippler Crossface!! "Bump" reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, however, and X-Kalibur is forced to break the hold. On the outside of the ring, Sampson and Ness are slugging it out like madmen! Ness with a stiff jab to the solar plexus of Sampson, and whips him into the unforgiving steel guard railing! Ness looks towards the ring, and sees "Bump" getting to his feet. He runs over and tugs on Taylor's feet, sending "Bump" crashing dace first into the mat! X-Kalibur quickly runs to the ropes and....Awesome!! Hits a spectacular Springboard Over The Edge on "Bump"! He goes for the cover...1...2..3!! "Bump" is out! Now it's two on one! Ness looks to finish Andrew oiff, as he's picking him up...It looks like he wants to drop him face first on the hard concrete floor here in the WWWF Arena! He gets him up...But Andrew slips out of...Turning it into a Facebuster!

Matt Heath: What a move! Andrew runs in to the ring, and charges at X! X-Kalibur sees him, and goes for a Superkick...Which Sampson ducks! Andrew quickly spins X around...And rocks him with a Death Valley Driver!! Andrew's quick to capitalize...He locks X-Kalibur in a Step Over Toe Hold...Now he's grabbing his opponent's arms....Exodus! He's got it locked in! Ness is finally to his feet, but it's too late!! X-Kalibur taps out!! Once again, the match is even, with both Andrew and Ness having taken a good deal of damage outside the ring. Ness enters the ring, and charges at Andrew. He ducks a Back Elbow and....Nails Sampson with a thunderous Half Nelson Slam!! He goes for the pin...1...2..NO! That was about as close as it gets! Ness picks Andrew up, and sets him up for a Powerbomb...Even worse! He destroys him with the Killer! Ness capitalizes, and locks the United States Champion in the Flesh Wound!

[Andrew reaches for the bottom rope to break the hold, as Lila and the entire arena are on the edge of their seats with anticipation. After a gigantic struggle, e reaches the ropes, causing the entire arena to explode with cheers. Ness, thinking that the cheers are for him because Andrew just tapped out, releases the hold. Ness then raises his arms in victory as Sampson gets back to his feet.]

Bil Withonel: You jackass! Turn around! My God, will someone tell that poor sap that the match is not over?!? Andrew walks up behing him and spins him around. Look at the total look of shock on Ken's face! He boots him in the midsection, and lifts "The Assasin" up on his shoulders! Running Powerslam! He has Ness on the intersection of dream street! He locks in the Step Over Toe Hold once more and....Divine Retribution!! Right in the middle of the ring! Ness taps!! We have a winner!!

Jared Lord: And your winner...Andrew Sampson!!!

Matt Heath: Well, with that match history, we now have the four men that will compete in our final tournament match tonight. Quite an interesting mix. On one side you have the wily veterans in Mr. M.A.K. and Taurus. On the other side, the rookie superstars in Dionysus and Andrew Sampson. It should make for one hell of a match.

Bil Withonel: Yeah, I don't think anyone can complain about that one. Another great match is up next, as the Dawgz of War finally get their chance to grab the brass ring, the BSCW Tag Team Titles. Standing in their way...The immovable object that is Gemini. Let's head back to the ring.

Jared Lord: The following contest is for the BSCW Tag Team Championship! It is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first...Accompanied to the ring by Nubian Nightmare, DJ Squooty Grooves and Scroddy "Mack" Johnson...From Washington, DC and Oslo, Norway respectively...Weighing in at a combined 535 pounds...Vic "Tim Dogg" Simmons and "T-Dawg" Timby...The Dawgz of War!!

["Who Let The Dogs Out" by The Baha Men begins to play as the Dawg Pound make their way down the aisle. All of them are mugging for the fans except for Nubian Nightmare, who is pushing Scroddy in his wheelchair, and Timby, who looks to still be hurting from the beating he received at the hands of Crucifix. Vic rolls in to the ring, climbing up each corner and doing his "Vic Tim" hand sign for all the rabid "Dawgz" in the audience. Timby simply stands off to the side, remaining silent and somber.]

Jared Lord: And their opponents...From Parts Unknown...Weighing in at a combined 596 pounds...Representing Zodiac...They are the BSCW Tag Team Champions...Gemini!!

["Welcome To The Terrordome" by Public Enemy begins to play as Gemini make their way down the aisle. Unlike Leo and Taurus, they at least acknowledge the cheers of the crowd, but their focus and intesity remain fixed on their opponents in the ring. Upon getting to ringside, they drop their tag titles on the ground and charge in to the ring, where a slugfest ensues.]

Matt Heath: This match has now gotten underway! Gemini I and Vic are slugging it out at each other while Gemini II is pounding on Timby in the corner. Gemini II tosses Timby into the corner and then delivers a devastating Clothesline! Gemni I executes a Sitdown Powerbomb to Vic and then kicks him out of the ring.

Bil Withonel: Gemini I is now for some weird reason hanging on the ring apron while Gemni II pulls Timby from the corner. He then tosses Timby into the corner and......OH MY GOD!! Scales of Libra!! Gemini I fell with such velocity that he pulled Timby out of the ring to the floor with him! Timby is out cold!

Matt Heath: Did you see Timby bounce off the concrete floor? That was sickening! However, Vic has just come back into the ring and is looking to get get revenge for his fallen partner as he grabs Gemini II from behind and hits a Reverse DDT! Vic then goes for a quick cover....1...Not even a count of one! Vic's becoming desperate now.

Bil Withonel: And with good reason, his partner still hasn't gotten back up and he's got to face the Tag Team Champions alone. Vic tries to pick Gemini II back up, but Gemini I jumps him from behind and executes a Full Nelson Slam! Then both Gemini I and II pull up Vic off the mat, toss Vic into the ring ropes and do a Double Hiptoss and hold him up, crushing him with a Double Powerbomb! They each pick up Vic again and go running into seperate ring ropes....They connect with a Over Under!! This could be all this dog wrote.

Matt Heath: Don't talk so soon, here comes Timby crawling back into the ring. He barely stand's up on his own two feet and tries to Clothesline them, but the Gemini Twins duck it, grab Timby and kick him in the gut. Gemini I sets Timby up for a Piledriver as Gemini II climbs to the top...Doyle Driver!!! They might have broken Timby's damn nexk with that move!

Bil Withonel: That definitely struck a nerve with Vic! He runs in, ducks a Clothesline from Gemini II, and nails him with the Ace Crusher! Gemini I runs in, and gets Clotheslined nearly out of his boots by Vic! Vic goes for the cover...But Gemini II breaks up the count! This has been nothing short of a street fight! The ref has to instill some order in this match! Gemini II is exiting the ring and going out to the ring apron. For the first time in this match, we have a one on one affair. Vic ducks another Clothesline and continues on to the ropes. He rebounds...And sends Gemini I crashing to the mat with a Flying Clothesline! He quickly exits the ring and joins the rest of the Dawg Pound in checking on Timby. Timby still isn't moving! Vic is calling for the paramedics....I think Timby is hurt very badly.

Matt Heath: Yes, something is very wrong here. Timby barely got back to his feetafter taking the Scales of Libra, and now he isn't moving at all! NO! Gemini run out, and take Vic out with a Double Bulldog on the concrete floor! Vic is bleeding profusely! Gemini I rolls Vic back in the ring and climbs to the top as Gemini II re-enters the ring. Gemini II has Vic hooked and...Doyle Driver! Good lord, you can see the spot where Vic's bloodied head his the mat! Gemini I goes for the cover...1...2..3!! Gemini retain their titles.....But have they killed the career of Timby as well??

Jared Lord: Your winners and still BSCW Tag Team Champions...Gemini!!!

Bil Withonel: Finally, the EMT's have arrived. Their carefully loading Timby on a stretcher, and Vic is starting to stir a bit. As Vic joins the rest of the Pound in watching Timby get carted away on that stretcher, you have to wonder what clicked in the minds of Gemini, and the rest of Zodiac, that made them get back on track like this. From seeking the approval of the fans to going back to their old mode of brutal, violent attack.

Matt Heath: It certainly is effective, for Zodiac at least. But the men who have to face them will have to get used to the fact that when they step on the ring with a member of Zodiac, their careers may very well be on the line. That's something that Dionysus and Andrew Sampson will have to think about as we head into our next match. The winner of this one will go down in history not only as the first ever Shane Delaney Memorial Tournament winner, but as the new BSCW Canadian Champion.

Jared Lord: The following contest is a Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match and is for the BSCW Canadian Championship. It is scheduled for a twenty-five minute time limit. Introducing first...From right here in Wedgwood!! Weighing in at 235 pounds...Representing Four Q...Mr. M.A.K.!!

["Da Magnolia" by Juvenile begins to play as Mr. M.A.K. makes his way down to the ring. He has a very depressed look o his face, and doesn't even notice the thousands of fans chanting his name as he enters the ring.]

Jared Lord: And his partner...From Osaka, Japan...Weighing in at 236 pounds...Representing Zodiac...Taurus!!

["Body Count" by Body Count blasts over the P.A. as Taurus makes his way down the aisle. Taurus looks down, chanting some kind of mantra to himself in a low voice. He rolls in to the ring under the bottom rope, and paces back and forth, never taking his eyes off the top of the steel ramp entranceway.]

Jared Lord: Now, their opponents. Introducing first...Accompanied to the ring by Lila Harris...From Butte, Montana...Weighing in at 273 pounds...He is the BSCW United States Champion...Andrew Sampson!!

["Sunday Bloody Sunday" by U2 blasts over the P.A. as Andrew and Lila make their way down to the ring. As usual, they are greeted by a thunderous chorus of cheers. Andrew wisely chooses to stand at ringside, rather than enter the ring.]

Jared Lord: And his partner. From Parts Unknown...Weighing in at 212 pounds...Dionysus!!

["M-Bomb" by Scratching Post blasts over the P.A. as Dionysus makes his way down to the ring. Dionysus is holding on to the back of his neck, which is clearly still the cause of a lot of pain. As he nears ringside, "M-Bomb" suddenly cuts out. All four men look up in a surprised manner. Suddenly, "Du Haust" by Rammstein blasts over the P.A., and out walks Million Dollar Dragon, wearing a striped ref's shirt! He has a microphone, and begins to speak as "Du Haust" fades out.]

Million Dollar Dragon: Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait just a frickin' minute! Everybody knows that I am the most Canadian here, therefore, I think I should referee this match and make sure this title falls into good hands!

[Million Dollar Dragon runs down to the ring, as Andrew Sampson enters the ring, electing to start things off for his team. Mr. M.A.K. continues to stand in the corner unmoving, still looking very depressed. Taurus mistakingly takes this as a signal that M.A.K. wants to start off the match, and exits the ring to stand on the ring apron.]

Matt Heath: No one seems to be arguing it, so I guess we have a special guest ref! Andrew attempts to lock up with M.A.K....But M.A.K. doesn't move an inch! Mr. M.A.K. has just been totally devastated by the events of tonight! WHat the hell?!? Dragon pushes Andrew out of the way, and hits M.A.K. with a Spinning Heel Kick! Now he's going for the cover, and counting his own pinfall! That the hell??? Andrew pulls him off, and gets right in Dragon's face! Dragon isn't here to call the match, he's here to steal the Canadian Title!!

Bil Withonel: I can see his point, in a way. After all, he is the only canadian in BSCW currently. Andrew picks M.A.K. up by the head, who still refuses to fight back! Andrew shrugs, and nails him with an Underhook Brainbuster! He goes for the pin...1...2..3!! Mr. M.A.K. is out without really trying. Get that guy some psychiatric help, he's lost his mind! Taurus steps in, and rocks Andrew with a Dragon Clothesline...NO! Sampson ducks...and Taurus takes Million Dollar Dragon out instead! Taurus snickers, and stops to spit on the fallen Dragon! He turns around...And walks right into a boot to the face, courtesy of Sampson! Taurus staggers a bit, allowing Andrew to get him in position for an Underhook....Underhook Suplex! Andrew grabs Taurus' left leg, and locks him in a Standing Ankle Lock! Taurus is screaming in pain! Million Dollar Dragon is back to his feet, and looks about ready to signal for the bell!

Matt Heath: This is an absolute travesty of justice! Dragon is trying to signal for the bell, but Taurus has reached the ring ropes, and Andrew is showing his good sportsmanship by immediately releasing the submission! Dragon sees this, and stomps on the mat, clearly enraged. Taurus gets back to his feet, nods at Sampson....And the two men rock Dragon with a Double DDT! Andrew mugs for the crowd...ALlowing Taurus to double cross him, and nail a Release German Suplex!! Andrew wearily gets to his feet, and is downed with a Superkick! Taurus charges, and connects with a knee to the side of Sampson's head! He picks Sampson up by the hair...and similar to the maneuver that spelled the beginning of the end for Leo in their match earlier tonight, nails him with a stiff T-Bone Suplex! He drops an elbow...That misses the mark! Andrew gets to his feet, and sends Taurus crashing to the trunbuckles with a vicious Back Elbow! Taurus is slumped in the corner, and is rocked with a hard Clothesline by Andrew! Taurus staggers out of the corner...Into the waiting arms of Sampson, who crushes him with a Death Valley Driver! Now Sampson's signaling that it's time to put the Japanese Akita away with Divine Retribution! He reaches down to grab Taurus' legs, but Taurus surprises him with a quick kick, shooting up and catching Andrew right under the chin!

Bil Withonel: I remember when I was tagging along the time they were first scouting Odin, in his pitfighting days...I saw someone lose their tongue as a result of a kick like that. Anyhow, Andrew staggers back into his corner, and tags in Dionysus...NO! Dionysus shoots his hand away from the tag, and jumps down on the concrete floor! He's flipping Sampson the bird! Million DOllar Dragon is getting back up, sees this, and laughs hysterically! Andrew can't believe it! Taurus uses this betrayal to his advantage, and locks Sampson in a Full Nelson. Dragon Suplex! Look at that beautiful brudge by Taurus!! 1...2..3!! That was the quickest count I've ever seen, courtesy of Million Dollar Dragon! The betrayal of Dionysus has cost Sampson this match! Sampson exits the ring, and starts after Dionysus! Lila stops him, however, telling him that he'll get him at a later date. Taurus gets up, and takes a breather as Dionysus slithers in to the ring. He comes off the ropes as Taurus turns around, and takes the Japanese Akita down with a Flying Head Scissors!! Taurus is quick to get back to his feet, but is quickly taken down again with a Drop Toe Hold! Dionysus runs to the ropes a second time, and as Taurus gets back to his feet....He nails him with a Dropkick that sends Taurus through the ropes and crashing down to the concrete floor below! Not missing a beat, Dionysus goes out to the ring apron, jumps up and...Suicide Asai Moonsault! That took a lot out of both men, as Dionysus and Taurus are down!

Matt Heath: Now we're getting to the nitty gritty. Taurus is the first to get up, and rolls Dionysus back in to the ring. He follows him in, and immediately takes Dionysus down with a T-Bone Suplex. Dionysus gets back to his feet, and is taken to town with a series of Japanese Leg Drags! Four Japanese Leg Drags, and Dionysus' legs look to be made out of rubber! He wobbily gets to his feet, and makes a weak attempt at charging Taurus. Taurus counters this easily, putting a stop to any momentum Dionysus was looking to capture with a High Angle Back Drop. You can be sure that was done on purpose. With his neck injured, htere isn't a worse man for Dionysus to be facing than the sadistic Taurus. He picks Dionysus up by the head....Hangman's Neckbreaker! Dionysus is screaming in pain, holding on to his neck. Taurus goes for the cover...1...2..NO! Dionysus barely kicked out of that one! That had to be a count of two and seven-eighths! Taurus gets up, and whips Dionysus to the corner. Good lord! Dionysus did not land well at all! he went in backwards, and his foot is traped under the top rope, as he dangles upside down like a demented Christmas ornament! Taurus runs over...And nails a Yakuza Kick into the side of Dionysus' neck! Much more of this, and Dionysus' head is liable to pop off like the top of a soda bottle! Taurus is showing no remorse, laying stiff kicks to the head and face of Dionysus. He tugs at Dionysus' foot, frees it, and pushes down, forcing Dionysus to fall head first on the canvas. He picks him up, and sets him up for a Piledriver...NO! Dionysus sits out of it, and turns it into a Facebuster! He drops an elbow to the back of Taurus' head, and quickly climbs to the top rope! Somersault Legdrop! But he's been beaten too badly to go for a cover! Both men are out for the count, and Dragin is starting to count them out! Taurus gets up just before the count of ten is reached, and begins choking Dionysus out with his boot! Million Dollar Dragon isn't even warning him to stop!

Bil Withonel: That's right...In fact, he's applauding Taurus for it! Taurus finally relents, and picks Dionysus up....Liger Bomb! I think we might be looking at the new Canadian Champion in Taurus! He's dragging Dionysus into the corner, and picking him up, propping him up against the ropes. He grabs him in a Front Waistlock, and goes for a Belly to Belly Suplex! NO!! Dionysus flips out of it, landing on his feet behind Taurus he grabs Taurus by the head and....Kiss of the Bacchae!! Dionysus musters his last vestige of strength and covers Taurus, as Million Dollar Dragon reluctantly starts the count! 1...2..3!!

Jared Lord: Your winner....And new BSCW Canadian Champion...Dionysus!!!

Matt Heath: As Taurus rolls out of the ring, Dragon walks over with the Canadian Championship Belt....And clobbers Dionysus with it! Dionysus is down! Dragon's putting the boots to him, and finally lays the title next to Dionysus' head! Well, at least he left it at that, as he's exiting the ring. Or is he? He turns around before leaving, and climbs to the top rope! Million Dollar Splash!! Dionysus is out cold! The crowd is going nuts, booing Million Dollar Dragon, who seems to be loving it! He finally leaves, as Dionysus lays in the middle of the ring, knocked out cold!

Bil Withonel: You can bet we haven't seen the last of those two. Say what you will about Dragon...That was one hell of a return! SOmeone that won't be returning after tonight is Philippe LaFleur. Up next will be the last match of a career. Philippe has chosen to end his career here in BSCW....Against Jabroni Mahoney? Yes, sad but true. Let's go to the ring to witness the great ugliness.

Jared Lord: The following contest is a Softcore Match and is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. The is will be the retirement match for Philippe LaFleur! Introducing first...From Jabroniville...Weighing in at 187 pounds...Representing the JwO...Jabroni Mahoney!!

[The JwO Theme begins to play, as Jabroni makes his way down the aisle. Amazingly, he enters the ring without injuring himself. He does, however, fall down after entering the ring, falling into the ring ropes and rebounding flat on his back in the middle of the ring.]

Jared Lord: And his opponent. Accompanied to the ring by Franciose "Pepe" LaVec Bouvier Desjardin IV...From Nice, France...Weighing in at 250 pounds...Philippe LaFleur!!

[The lights go down, then from the entrance way, an accordian band plays the French National Anthem. After they make their way down to the ring, circus music plays over the P.A. and a parade of juggling midgets and mimes come down entertaining the crowd. After that troupe makes it to the ring. "American Bad Ass" by Kid Rock plays over the P.A. and sitting atop the entrance way is Philippe Lafleur, dressed in leather, looking more like the leather guy in the Village People, riding a bicycle, with Pepe sitting in a sidecar. Philippe peddles down the entranceway, almost crashing into the ring. He parks the bicycle and the band, midgets, and the mimes begin to file out up into the backstage area.]

Matt Heath: What an entrance by LaFleur, who just came down to the ring in grand fashion!

Bil Withonel: If by "grand" you mean "blatantly homosexual", I agree. Philippe takes off the leather gear, and walks over to the ring. He gets on all fours, and rummages beneath the ring. Now here's where it gets hardcore!

Matt Heath: I think you heard the introductions wrong, Bil. This isn't a Hardcore Match, it's a Softcore Match.

Bil Withonel: Oh no....I have a bad feeling about this. Philippe is dragging some weapons out. Or I guess I should say, anti-weapons. A couple soft pillows are thrown in to the ring, and Philippe is dragging what appears to be a trashbag filled with popcorn! What the hell?!? He slides it under the bottom rope, and enters the ring...Only to be nailed upside the head with a flounder! Disgustingly, Jabroni Mahoney has pulled a raw fish and slapped Philippe LaFleur up the head with it! Philippe staggers backwards, and is Clotheslined to the canvas with the flounder! Jabroni tucks the fish under his arm, and lands a flunder-assisted elbow that misses the mark! Ewww....The fish exploded upon impact! The canvas is stained red with fishguts! I think I'm going to barf!

Matt Heath: Now that's hardcore! Philippe is back to his feet, kicks Jabroni in the gut...And nails him with a Joan of Arc Drop on to the trashbag filled with popcorn! The popcorn is spilling out of the bag...And Philippe is grinding Jabronoy's face in it! Jabroni's screaming in pain! That popcorn was just cooked....Imagine the pain!

Bil Withonel: I know it's the mark of a team player to put things over....But enough is enough! It's popcorn, not razorwire! Philippe is ramming Mahoney face first into the mat...But slips on the fishguts and falls right on his ass! Philippe seems to be in some effeminate rage! He continues ramming Jabroni's head....But instead of into the mat, Philippe's ramming Mahoney's head into his own crotch! Philippe looks down, realizes what he's doing, and howls in pain! He releases Mahoney, and curls into a fetal position! Mahoney stands up, and after catching his breath looks down at LaFleur. He sees that Philippe is down....He's signaling for The Worm! OH NO! He slips on fishguts, and falls headfirst into Philippe's crotch! Philippe recoils, sending his crotch hurtling into Mahoney's mouth! What is this...The Spice Channel?

Matt Heath: Maybe the Spice Channel on a tuesday. Not that I need to say this, but...We just lost our G rating. Mahoney spits the french jewels out of his mouth, and crawls away. LaFleur gets up with the help of the ring ropes, as Mahoney charges at him...LaFleur blocks his advances with a Drop Toe Hold...Right into the soft pillow! Mahoney to be nearly knocked out, face down on that pillow!

Bil Withonel: That's strange....I always thought it was Philippe that was a pillow biter. Philippe slides out of the ring and grabs.....Oh No! A paper cup filled with pleasantly warm water!!! He enters the ring, careful not to spill even a drop...And brings it crashing down on the head of Jabroni Mahoney! Good God...Philippe LaFleur must have no soul at all! That's a human being he just hit! There, do you think that'll get me a pay raise?

Matt Heath: Without a doubt. "Pepe" is taking something from under the ring, and sliding it to Philippe under the bottom rope. It's....a loaf of French Bread! He picks up Jabroni, lifts him up, and crotches him on the top turnbuckle! Philippe climbs up, gets Mahoney up on his shoulders....Super Sacre Bleu!!! Off the tope rope, and on the loaf of french bread!! Mahoney is bleeding profusely!! LaFleur goes for the cover...1...2..3!!

Jared Lord: Ladies and gentlemen....The winner in his Retirement Match...Philippe LaFleur!!!

Bil Withonel: Well, it sucked about as bad as I thought, but at least Philippe goes out a winner! It won't be the same ridiculous, effeminite place without him.

Matt Heath: That's for sure. Well folks, we're almost don here in Wedgwood. Only one thing remains, and that is our main event. As the glass covered cell is lowered, you know this is not going to be a pretty one. The Rebel versus Justin Keith, with the richest prize in our industry on the line. Let's swing it over to Jared Lord to get the festivities started.

[The light's dim a bit, the crowd goes quiet as the cell, with glass all of the cell begin's to be slowly lowered down to the ring. Crowd slowly begins to get quieter and quieter as the Cell get closer and closer to the ground. The cage, however, stop's halfway from the ground and Jared Lord, whose standing in the middle of the ring begins to speak.]

Jared Lord: Ladies and gentlmen this contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the BSCW World Heavyweight Championship Title! First off coming down the ring is former BSCW US Champion, WWWWL Intercontinental Champion and the one time leader of the wWo.... ladies and gentlmen give it up for our guest commentator for the show......MMM, MIX MASTER MARCUS!!!

["Pretty Fly for a White Guy" by The Offspring blasts over the P.A. as Triple M comes out wearing a blue jacket and some baggy jean's to a huge ovation in his hometowm of Seattle WA. MMM flashes the westside sign to everyone as head's down to the ring, he slide's in and jump's on the second rope opening his jacket up to reveal a shirt saying "Wedgwood: 4 Life" on it which get's a even louder crowd responce::</i><br><br>

Jared Lord:Now then, the second guest commentator, he is a former BSCW & W3F Hardcore Champion, he has also held the W3F Wedgwood Wide Wrestling Federation Title. He is the man who founded the word's "Blood Sweet and Chair's"..... he is the "Hardcore Hero" John Merganz!!!!!<br><br>

<i>::"Extreme Music" blast's through the PA as "Hardcore Hero" come's out to a huge ovation. He's holding in one hand a Barbed Wire Steel Chair and in the other a trash can lid, his jersey read's on the front "You will feel the Blood, Sweet and Chair's" with the back saying "Cause it's a Hardcore Life....for me" as he walk's down to the ring. He slide's right in, high five's MMM and both of them leap on separate corner's to a tremendous ovation from there hometown. They each leave the ring seperatly and head over to the announcer's table as they get ready::</i><br><br>

MMM:....yo....yo....is dis thin on?... 

[Turns to the crowd.]

HEY YO YO, WAAAAZ UP SEATTLE WASHINGTON, wWo IS DA HIIIIIZ HOOOOOOOUZE!!!!! Me an da "Hardcore Hero" be up in dis biotch gettin ready to commenate for by far one of da greatest matches in da history of the BSCW.... that I haven't been in at least!

John:Yah, there you go runnin' yo mouth again. Anyway, we be here to commenate in da memory of one of the greatest wrestler's of all time, the one and only "Franchise" Shane Delaney. Now dis Main Event will be pitting his little brother, Justin Keith against Keith's arch nemesis and the current World Champion, Rebel. These two have been battling against each other for a hella long time and we're bout's to see these guy's tear each other apart in front of dis live crowd.


[Looks around and shouts out very loudly.] 

IN SEATTLE, MUTHA F'N WEDGWOOD WASHIGNTON!!

[Crowd goes nuts as "Hardcore Hero" stand's up to listen to the huge crowd booming the arena up.]

MMM: Ya know, we may not be able to pull a huge ass crowd like da WWF did with "Wrestlemania 17", but damnit, I doubt they could bring as much loove to the table like we are gettin tonight.

John: Hell ya, but anyway we gotta get back to the ring where dis boy Jared gonna finally bring out the participants.

Jared Lord: Now then ladies and gentlmen first coming down to the ring the challenger, from Seattle Wedgwood WA, weighing in at around 263 pounds. The leader of "The Deadly Trio"... Justin Keith!!

["I Still don't Give a F***" by Eminem blasts through the PA as Justin Keith heads down to the ring to a mixture of boos and cheers. He's wearing a bandana around his head and a green jacket which looks to be hiding something underneath it as he slides right into the ring. He leaps onto the middle of the ropes, looks around at the crowd and then holds up his arms in a X formation with his middle fingers up as some fireworks go off on the ropes which bring's the crowd off their feet. Justin then jumps off the ropes, heads over to the middle of the ring and begins doing some jogging as he awaits his opponent.]

Jared Lord: Now inroducing his opponent the Champion, from South Philadelphia, PA, weighing in at 238 pound's. He is the BSCW World Heavyweight Champion... The Rebel!!

["My Own Prison" by Creed blasts through the PA as Rebel begin's to head down to the ring in his normal grunge look as the crowd jumps on there feet. Rebel stops midway to the ring, pulls off the BSCW World Title from around his waist and holds it up into the air to a huge ovation. He then looks at Justin and begins to head down to the ring with his eyes locked on his, he slides in and then the two stare down at each other as the cage is lowered down to the ring and the two men are traped inside. Once in, Justin pulls out from underneath his jacket which is the former rWo Championship and practically rubs it in Rebel's face. Rebel then holds the BSCW World Title in front of Justin and they begin trash talking each other.]
MMM: Alright, enuff of dis long ass entrance crap and get down to some buziness. Justin and Rebel are staring down a hole through each other while each holding a World Championship in front of each other. They each drop their belts and Justin goes for a right hand, which is blocked by Rebel and is given a couple left jabs from Rebel to the gut of Justin. Rebel then sends Justin's ass to the ropes, Justin comes back and Rebel does a Running Kneelift to Mr. Keith. Justin tries to pull himself together, but Rebel begins delivering some devestating chops to the chest area of Justin.

John: Rebel is now goin' for somethin else, but Justin stops it with a rake to the eyes, grabs him around the waist and does a Northern Lights Suplex to Rebel! Picks him up and does another one, he picks him up one mo time and tries to do a spinebuster only to have Rebel block it and deliver a DDT onto the hard mat! Rebel slides outta the ring, pulls somethin out from underneath the ring and brings it back into the ring. Yo M, can you tell what dat thing is?

MMM: I think it's yo momma afta one night alone wit me 

[John punches MMM in the shoulder as Marcus laughs.]

MMM: Nah but seriously, dat thin looks to be jus' some chair. He sets it up next to the ring ropes and begins to climb to the top rope fo god know's what reason. Now Justin is back up and knocks Rebel from the top rope, climbs up the ropes along with Rebel and tries to go fo somethin... howeva Rebel kicks him in the balls, sets him up fo somethin else aaaand... DOES A HELLACIOUS RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP FROM THE TOP ROPE ONTO THE CHAIR. DAT BOY SET JUSTIN'S ASS UP..... not bad fo a Twisted freak.

John: Not bad for either one of these two, now Rebel is getting back to his feet and is picking Justin back up along with him, he sets him up and does another Russian Legsweep on the chair, picks him back up and does another, picks him up to go for one more... but Justin reverses it into a Headlock takedown. He holds the headlock and then turns it into a standing Dragon Sleeper. Rebel reverses out of it however and turns it into a sleeper hold, Justin however pulls out of it, sends him into the ropes, Rebel comes charging back and Justin grabs Rebel by the hair and sends him crashing face first to the outside of the ring. Not bad for these two, now Justin's sliding out of the ring, grabs Rebel and begins to set him up for somethin... and son of a bitch does a snap suplex to Rebel right into that cage with broken glass, Rebel back just got torn apart by that broken glass. Justin then get's back to his feet, pulls Rebel up to his feet whose back is bloodied up from the sharp glass on the cage and attempt's to send that bitchboy into the cage... NO, REBEL REVERSES IT AND DOES A DROP TOE HOLD TO KEITH AS HE LANDS FACE FIRST INTO THE CAGE, JUSTIN'S CUT OPEN!!! NOW THAT WAS TIGHT!

MMM: No sheet, now da Rebel is getting back up, he's pulling somethin out from underneath the ring... dat boy's got himself barbed wire and if you think he's gonna be using dat on som damn cows, you bitches are in fo quite a surprise.

John: I'll say, Rebel waiting for Justin to get back to his feet, he swings the bat at Justin's head... NO!!! Justin ducks his head and Rebel nails the cell instead, the barbed wire is stuck to the cage and Rebel's trying to pull it back out. Justin turns around... that son of a bitch jus did a Drop Kick to the back of Rebel's head right into both the cage with glass AND Rebel's Barbed Wire Bat, Rebel's face is stuck. Justin gets back to his feet and... OOOW SHIT HE'S MOVING HIS FACE ALL AROUND THE GLASS AND BARBED WIRE, REBEL IS SCREAMING IN PAIN!!

MMM: Now Justin's pulls Rebel's face off the cage and wraps his arms in Barbed Wire as Justin slides back into the ring and heads to the top rope. What could dat boy be thinkin heading to those ropes? Rebel's desperately trying to get out of the Barbed Wire and Justin seting up for somethin at the top rope, he jumps off... HOLY SHIT, JUSTIN WENT FO DA BLOCKBUSTER SURPRISE ONTO REBEL, BUT REBEL GOT OUT OF THE BARBED WIRE AND JUSTIN WENT CRASHING INTO THE CAGE BACK FIRST, LEAVING A LARGE HOLE THROUGH DA CAGE. DAMN DAT MUTHA F**** IS CRAZY!!!

John: Hey dude, the higher ups in da BSCW told us to coo our language down!

MMM: Dat waz jus Vail, Carver and Odin said we could be as foul mouth as we like!

John: Really?

MMM: Yah dogg!

John: Tight! Well anyway, Rebel has now crawled out of the cage thanks to the hole Justin made, Rebel's proceeding to pick Justin back up and lay's him... ON OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE. DAMNIT, DON'T YOU BASTARDS HAVE ANY RESPECT TOWARDS YOUR ELDER'S!

MMM: Yah, now dat boy Rebel is wrapping some of the Barbed Wire dat was on the bat around Justin's throat to make sure he doesn't move. He's taking all of our monitor's off so we can't see a damn thing and is proceeding to go up the cage, wha does dat sick ass mofo think we are, da BSCW's Spanish Announcer's?

John: Oh shit, I think best be moving.

MMM: Why you say da... oh shi--

[MMM and Hardcore move out of the tables as Rebel makes his way almost at the top of the cage, turns his and then does a jumping flying elbow drop from the glassy cage onto Justin and through the table as the crowd starts a loud "HOLY SHIT" chant. The two of them lay there for a few moments, till Rebel slowly makes it back to his feet, picks Justin back up and carries him through the hole in the cage and back inside the ring where bring along with a steel chair from underneath the ring and the Barbed Wire that was around Justin's throat while John and MMM make it back to the announcer's table.]

John: Dude, dat was f**** tight man, I sure miss how we use to do all dat.

MMM: Who r ya kidding, I could've taken worse then dat. Dat was child's play compared to wha I hav--

John: Oooh shadup! Now Rebel's setting up the chair and then picks Justin back up by da Barbed Wire that's around his throat... AND HE DOES A NECK BREAKER WITH THE BARBED WIRE ONTO THE CHAIR. Here's the first cover....1.....2..... NOOOO JUSTIN KICKS OUT. A look of frustration and anger is seen on Rebel's face as he whimpers back up to his feet. Rebel slowly picks Justin up back to his feet, set's him up and goes for a vertical suplex onto the chair... NOOO, Justin reverses it and does a damn good belly to back suplex onto the chair. Justin's not out of this match yet.

MMM: Yep, now Justin's slowly getting back to his feet, begins to pick Rebel back up, lifts him up high into the air and... dat boy jus delivered da "Hell Driver" right onto the chair and the Barbed Wire, that has gotta be it......1.....2...... DA F***, HE KICKED OUT!

John: So you've taken worse, huh? Anyhow Justin's busted, Rebel's busted, both their backs are cut open and the fans are going CRAZY! Though Justin, however is living after Rebel kicked out of that one. Justin is slowly making it back to his feet, picks Rebel once again back up and send's him crashin to the outside of the ring again. What else does that boy have in store for Rebel outside of the ring?

MMM: I wouldn't have a clue, now Justin's picking Rebel back up by the hair, looks down into his eyes and begins saying stuff about some girl being a skank and saying he's a "worthless piece of you know what". Now Justin going for the "Franchise" famous move, the Pedigree... BUT NOOOO REBEL REVERSES IT AND TURNS IT INTO A SLINGSHOT RIGHT INTO THE GLASSY CAGE! DESE BOY'Z FACE'S R GONNA BE REALLY CUT UP IN THE MORNING!

John: I'll say, whatever Justin said to Rebel sure has lit up a fire in Rebel as he pulls Justin off oof the cage and then throws him back face first onto the cage and then start's rubing his face into the shattered glass on the cage, what a bloody match this is, I LOVE IT!!

MMM: Fo sure, now Rebel just tosses Justin back into the ring, Rebel then pulls out some Barbed Wire from underneath the ring and wraps it around his arm. My boy Justin is now beginning to get back to his feet as da Rebel climbs on the ring apron and then decends upon the top rope. Justin turns to Rebel and then is nailed with a flying barbed wire clothesline from the top rope, DAMN DESE KIDS ARE SICK!

John: As sick as the "Hardcore Hero"!

MMM: Which "sick" are we talking about when in your case, sick in a twisted way or sick in a sexual way with yo momma, HAHAHAHAHAHA!!

John: ...that one sucked.

MMM: ... I know, I ran outta good ones, sort of like how you ran ou--

John: Will you shut up already, Rebel's now slowly picking Justin back to his feet, he's wrapped some of that Barbed Wire around his fist and now he's... pounding Justin with his "Heart Punch", Justin is screaming in agony!!!

MMM: Now dat boy Rebel is picking is seting him up fo one mo move, he lifts Justin up into a suplex and drops him on the top turn buckle, he then sets the chair up and wraps the Barbed Wire around the chair. Now Rebel is climbing to the top rope and is going fo da "Confederate Drop" onto the chair... NO, Justin knocks Rebel off and he land on the mat. Justin climb's on top of the ropes, Rebel stand's back up in front of the chair aaaaand........ JUSTIN JUS DID "DA BLOCKBUSTA SURPRISE" ON THE BARBED WIRE CHAIR!!!! THAT'S GOTTA DO IT......1........2.........3!!!! JUSTIN WON, HE DID IT!!

Jared Lord: Here is your winner and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW BSCW WORLD CHAMPION.......MR. KEITH, JUSTIN KEITH!!

MMM: It's over, after dat hard fought match, da boy who come's out ontop is da "Franchise's" little brother and the crowd is lovin it!

[Justin is the first to get to his feet, the ref is there to hand him the World Title and he yanks it out of his arms. He then climbs onto the top rope with his arm around his gut and then holds the title high into the air as the crowd goes crazy. Rebel then slowly gets back up holding onto his head as he whimpers back to his feet. As Justin jumps off the ropes and turns, his eyes meet with Rebel and the two stare down at each other for a moment as if they are about to fight it out again. Instead... Justin holds his arm out, Rebel looks down at it and hesitantly accepts it as the two shake hands and hug after a hard fought match-up which gets a huge standing ovation from the crowd. They then each raise each other's hand's while Justin raise's the World Title in his other hand.]

John: Well I'll be, I guess for one night, these two can put their differences aside, their hatred and anger towards one another to show the respect they have for one another.

MMM: Yeah, I guess... HOLD UP A SEC DOG, WHA THE HELL'S DISS!!

[Rebel then begin's to make his leave..... but Justin then pulls him back over, kick's him in the mid-section and delivers the Pedigree onto the mat. Justin then stands back up and looks down at him with a devilish smile to Rebel as the crowd begins to boo him like mad.]

John: What's gotten into Justin, first he's all friendly and shit like that, now he's just crushed Rebel.

MMM: And he ain't done yet, he's laid his belt out, went to the outside and is pulling something out from underneath the ring... IT'S A SLEDGEHAMMER, DAT BOY IS GONNA CRUSH HIS BONE'S WIT DA SLEDGEHAMMER!!
[Mr. Keith then slides into the ring and hovers over the fallen Rebel as he lifts the Sledgehammer up and gets ready to swing. Then "American Badass" by Kid Rock blast's as Justin stops in the middle of what he's to look at the Entrance to see The American Badass "Austin Blacktop" and BSCW newcomer Memphis Outlaw riding out on Harely Motorcycles to a large course of cheers. They ride all around the ring till they reach the hole in the cage, they stop their bikes, step over the hole and slide right into the ring to confront Justin as he stare's down at both of them with his Sledghammer in his right hand. Justin arches his back and swing's the sledgehammer at Austin but after the beating, he's too slow to throw it to quickly and Austin knocks it out of his hand's and then grab's by the throat and set him up for "The Career Ender".]

MMM: Oooh shit, he's got our boy, should we do anything bout dis?

John: Hell no, just watch and enjoy the action and see wha this guy does to Justin. He's lifting him up high into the air but Justin escapes it and slides outta the ring where his boys, The Significant Brothers, have just come outta the crowd and greeted him on the outside of the ring.

MMM: Yeah. Well it looks like it'll be somewhat of a happy ending fo Rebel, he's now reunited with his boy Blacktop and whoever this Memphis Outlaw guy is. Now Austin Blacktop is helping Rebel back up to his and... SAY WHA!!

[Austin Blacktop then kicks Rebel in the groin, sets him up instead and delivers the "Career Ender" to Rebel which puts a shock on both the fans, the commentators and the Significant Brothers as Justin charges in and begins kicking Rebel along with Blacktop and Memphis Outlaw. The Significant Brothers, who looked as confused as anyone, charge right in and just help out deliver a beating to Rebel. But as they join in, Justin nods at both Blacktop and Memphis which causes them to do a double clothesline to both SB. Blacktop picks John up and delivers the "Career Ender" while Memphis Outlaw picks Brian up and does his move "The Hanging". As this is happening, Justin picks back up the sledgehammer and begins to nail Rebel in the gut with it multiple times causing him to bleed at the mouth. Justin then pulls away a mic from Jared Lord, falls on the mat in front of Rebel's face and begins speakin in front of Rebel's bloody face.]

Justin: Huh Rebel, have I ruined your pathetic excuse for a life enough yet. HAVE I NOT CRUSHED ALL HOPES OF YOU EVER GETTING SOMEWHERE IN THIS COMPANY YOU STUPID NIMROD!

[Justin coughs a bit and takes a moment breather as he continues.]

Justin: Well bucko... like I said sooooo many times in the past, you were NOTHING when I found you, you were NOTHING when you first started wresting, he he he and my friend... you sure as hell are NOTHING now, he he he heee. Now then what was that, I've stolen your girl, I've taken your chance at being the rWo Champion, I've recruited the two other people who actually cared about your ass

[He pulls the BSCW World Title and shoves it in front of The Rebel's face.]

I've taken your BSCW Title... I've been RUINING your godFORSAKEN LIFE from childhood all the way to your adulthood life, just like your parents should have done!!! Now then... it's time to throw your sorry ass OUT of this place, good bye mi amigo, good bye forever... YOU WORTHLESS F***!!

[Austin Blacktop then picks Rebel up by his throat, lifts him up high into the air and then sends him flying face first through the cage leaving a second hole inside as his body crashes on the rampway. The camera then pans over to Justin Keith standing in between Austin Blacktop and Memphis Outlaw who are receiving a huge course of boos as Justin begins to speak.]

Justin: What... you don't like that? How could you do such things, DAMNIT I MADE THIS CITY, ME AND THE "FRANCHISE" SPENT YEARS BRINGING RESPECT TO SEATTLE AFTER SUCH PEOPLE LIKE NIRVANA, PEARL JAM, ALL SEATTLE SPORTS TEAMS AND GREG THE HAMMER VALENTINE RUINED OUR NAME AND THIS IS HOW I'M REPAYED!! I have had to carry such garbage as Mr. MAK, "Hardcore Hero", MMM, Da Masta and of course my lazy ass friend Joker upon many others just to make them look good and help make my hometown a important landmark! Well FINE, if that's how you punk's want it, I'm SICK of standing up for this city. One thing my older brother has always been well known for is his impact on a federation, well tonight I have made thee BIGGEST IMPACT THAT ANYONE HAS EVER MADE TO DATE, TURNED ON THE ONE CITY I USED TO CALL HOME AND STOOD FOR EVER SINCE THE BEGINNING!! Now if anyone doesn't like this, from Andrew Sampson to Vic Tim, maybe that arrogent little prick Dionysus all the way to the moronic MaCk or someone among Zodiac, if any of you bastards have a problem me... "The American Bad Ass" Austin Blacktop... The Memphis Outlaw... "The NEW & Improved Deadly Trio"

[Smirks at the fallen SB as he says this and raises his title high into the air to a large chorus of boo.]

Well my boys, this is your chance to play hero, your time to make a name for yourselves in the BSCF'NW. You wanna step up to the plate against the best in the business all you have to do is this, come up to bat, try your luck, give it your all, but most of all my friends... good luck trying kiddies!!

["I Still Don't Give a F***" by Eminem blasts through the PA as Justin Keith, Austin Blacktop and The Memphis Outlaw celebrate in the ring to a large course of booes while both MMM and "Hardcore Hero" are seen with irrated looks on their face as the camera begin to go off with the last thing showing is Justin Keith on the top rope holding up the BSCW World Title high into the air.]