Post by Mike Jones on Jun 4, 2006 6:38:36 GMT -5
February 6, 2006 WNC BeatDown Results
The WNC logo appears and fades and the WNC BeatDown video kicks in with System of a Down’s Revenga. We then go live inside the arena as the pyro explodes.
Tim Moss: Good evening ladies and Gentleman, we welcome you LIVE to the Sold-Out HP Pavilion in San Jose, California. The WNC continues it’s path of destruction on the west coast. The tag titles will be on the line inside of a steel cage later tonight, but right now we’ve got an excellent opening match for you.
(The lights go dark and the clockwatch counts backwards from ten as pyro explodes and Saliva’s I Want You kicks in.)
DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia, weighing 245 pounds, Countdown!
(Alone by Sanctus Real hits to a huge pop.)
And the opponent, from San Diego, California, weighing 220 pounds, he is the WNC Pure Wrestling Champion, the West Coast Wonder!
Tim Moss: Well folks, WCW’s Pure title not on the line tonight. All 8 men involved in the 8 man main event last week will face each other tonight in singles action. I’m Tim Moss, alongside Larry “The King” Fowler and Jonathan Poachman.
Poacher: Absolutely, TM. The atmosphere here in the “Shark Tank” is electric. And I think WCW is about to be fed to the shark right now.
King: I gotta agree with you there. A good six inches between Countdown and WCW here.
TM: But don’t EVER count out the Lucha Legend.
King: Oh no, that would be foolish.
Poacher: Well, there’s no denying the West Coast Wonder’s skills obviously. I mean he’s perhaps the most talented high-flyer of this generation, but let’s face it, Countdown is young, confident and hungry.
TM: Either way, this should be one hell of a match here to kick off BeatDown.
DING DING DING!
TM: Referee Ryan Webner tells timekepper Mork Wheaton to ring the bell and we are underway. West Coast Wonder and Countdown tie up in the center of the ring. Countdown uses his power and manages to force WCW into the corner now. Referee Webner asks for a clean break and surprisingly we get one.
Poacher: Well that’s just some excellent sportsmanship being shown there by Countdown.
TM: Sportsmanship, my ass.
Poacher: Oh come on, TM, you know as well as I do that Countdown is one of the most sportsmanlike guys in the business.
TM: Sure, if you consider abandoing your tag team partner in the middle of the damn match like he did to Scott Mann at Hallowed Ground, then yes, he is “highly sportsmanlike”.
Poacher: Well, don’t blame Countdown for that. It was self defense, Scott Man attacked him.
TM: Oh please. WCW looking for an Arm Wringer now and he throws Scott over his body. WCW locks in a headlock and he’s trying to go for an early submission.
Poacher: I think the referee should check that, it’s got to be an illegal choke.
TM: Well from my vantage point, WCW’s arm is WELL above the neck, but that’s your opinion and I can bet you’re sticking too it. Countdown fights loose and uses the ropes to pull himself up. WCW charges at him but Countdown back body drops him and then taunts the crowd. But WCW skinned the cat and landed on the apron!
King: Looks like Countdown’s still in Battle Royal mode.
TM: WCW now springboards off the top rope and hits a chop to the back of the knees. Countdown goes down and lands jaw first on the second rope! Dial Em Up! 619 Connects! WCW looking for the Shooting Star DDT now! But Countdown wisely rolls out of the ring.
King: Smart move there by Countdown.
Poacher: Of course, the man’s a genius.
TM: I’m not sure I’d go that far. Referee now beginning a ten count. WCW uses the referee as a springboard and nails a Cross Body! Wow!
Poacher: That should be a disqualification! You can’t lay your hands on a referee!
King: Well, he WAS in the way.
Referee: One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…
TM: WCW in the ring to break up the count at seven. WCW throws Countdown back in the ring. Nice bulldog there by WCW. WCW now looking for some sort of variation of a Reverse Headscissor sleeper or something.
King: That’s the thing that amazes me about West Coast Wonder. Most of his moves don’t even have names yet.
TM: A true pioneer, that’s for sure.
Poacher: Actually guys, this one DOES have a name. It’s called La Sombra Del Muerte.
King: Hey, I didn’t know you spoke Spanish, Poacher.
Poacher: I don’t.
TM: Yeah, very intelligent. Countdown could be in trouble here. The blood rushing to his head.
Poacher: Oh definetly, a very difficult hold to escape in my opinion.
King: Yeah, I have to say you’re right. Trust me, I’ve been in it. Poach when was the last time YOU were in the ring?
Poacher: Uh, this Saturday at a house show.
King: Yeah, you were judging a bikini contest. Still pissed off about that one too.
TM: Countdown finally manages to get a foot on the ropes. WCW goes over to the apron now and what the hell is this? Some sort of an inverted facelock and body scissors, but he’s on the other end of the ropes.
Poacher: I believe that is referred to as Bite of the Dragon.
King: Where do you get all your info from Poach?
Poacher: Trust me when you’re as cool as the Poacher is, you KNOW things.
King: I think the ENGLISH translation for that is he subscribes to WCW’s official webpage.
Poacher: That too. Of course, the Poacher doesn’t have to pay. The Poacher gets in for free courtesy of the man himself, West Coast Wonder.
King: Uh, Poach. It’s free for everyone.
Poacher: Whatever.
King: How’d you like a little of that humble pie?
TM: WCW now stomping his foot away on the face of Countdown.
Poacher: No! Not the face!
TM: WCW now headed up to the top rope!
WCW: Viva Mexico!
TM: WCW pointing up in honor of the late great Eddie Guerrero there and now nails a 450 Clothesline on Countdown! Amazing agility!
King: No doubt! WCW’s got more Frequent Flyer Miles then…..I dunno….who flies a lot?
Poacher: West Coast Wonder.
King: Sure, why not?
TM: WCW now looking for the Anaconda vice now. Very uncharacteristic for the lucha legend but he seems especially adamant on getting a submission tonight. He has an amazing submission arsenal, but we don’t normally get to see a whole lot of it. But tonight we’re in for a treat. Countdown manages to get to the ropes again and WCW goes for a Bow and Arrow Hold but Countdown fights loose. Countdown charges now and walks into a Powerslam which WCW turns into a Surfboard! Amazing! WCW waits for Countdown to get to his feet and then nails a Shoulderbreaker into a Fujiwara Armbar! Countdown rolls it through and nails a German Suplex! Looking for the RKO but he gets shoved off! Countdown charges! Drop Toe Hold! DIAL IT UP! 619! MY GOD! COUNTDOWN CAUGHT WCW IN MID-AIR! POWERBOMB! GOOD GOD! WCW’S SPINE NEARLY BUCKLED! COVER! ONE! TWO! NO! HOW THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT?
? Countdown picks up WCW! German Suplex! Here he goes looking for the RKO but again he gets shoved loose! WCW goes for a Springboard Moonsault but Countdown caught him in mid-air! Looking for a suplex! But WCW got free! BOUNCE BACK CONNECTS! ONE! TWO! THRE….WOW! COUNTDOWN GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! WCW asks the refere if it was three. Countdown from behind! School Boy! Tights! Feet are on the ropes! One! Two! Thre….NO! MY GOD! HE KICKED OUT! COUNTDOWN DAMN NEAR ALMOST ENDED WCW’S UNDEFEATED STREAK! Countdown yells at the referee! WCW goes for the roll-up himself! Tights! But Countdown rolls through! Enziguri from Countdown! Countdown goes for the Walls of Jericho but WCW fights and then Countdown slingshots him towards the turnbuckle! My God! WCW landed on the middle rope! Looking for the 360 Cross Body! Countdown caught him! OH MY GOD! DOUBLE UNDERHOOKED PILEDRIVER OUT OF MID-AIR!
FANS: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Countdown!
MY GOD! AN AMAZING MATCH! COUNTDOWN HAS JUST UPSET THE LUCHA LEGEND AND ENDED HIS UNDEFEATED STREAK!
We go to commercials.
We come back from commercials and Eric Carsons is backstage with Modern Marvel.
Eric: Marvel, tonight you face Insane Gary Lang, what are your thoughts?
(Marvel grabs the mic and shoves Carsons out of the way.)
Marvel: Insane who? What kind of match is this? Some usless jobber versus the E-Fed Icon Tony Marshall?...........?? Oh well, I'll just treat him like I do the rest. This should be easy? DOnt really know to much about this guy so who know's mabey he will have a chance in hell? Yeah right, not against me, the single greatest wrestler in the buisness. Screw that. Boy! Whatever your name is. WHoever the hell you are? You are no exception, you are an example of what happen's when you step into the ring with not only the greatest wrestler you have ever faced. But an example of what will happen to everyone that steps in my way of becoming the WNC Champion! Prepare to taste the concrete!
DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman the following contest is scheduled for one fall.
IT’S TIME FOR YOUR MEDICATION, MR. BROWN.
MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
(Anthrax’s Madhouse kicks in to a mixed reaction.)
Introducing first, from the Asylum, weighing 325 pounds, Insane Gary Lang!
(Concrete Sledge by Pantera his to a big pop, although some boo’s can be heard in the background.)
And the opponent, from Battle Ground, Indiana, weighing 266 pounds, The Modern Marvel!
TM: Well folks, it’s been a long time, too long, since we’ve seen Marvel in action here on BeatDown. He made his triumphant return at the Battle Royal 15 days ago at WNC’s Hallowed Ground.
DING DING DING!
Insane Gary Lang charges Marvel and walks into a Back Suplex followed by an elbow drop. Marvel stomps away at Lang and puts him in the Body Scissors. Lang powers his way out with several vicious elbows before trying to go for a Backbreaker. Marvel breaks free and nails a Vertabreaker! Marvel heads up top! ROARING ELBOW CONNECTS! Marvel taunts Lang to get up! F-U! ONE! TWO! THREE!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Modern Marvel!
Marvel’s not through yet. He grabs Lang and throws him to the outside! Marvel grabs him and pulls him to the apron! Oh no! CONCRETE SLEDGE! Good God!
(Marvel grabs the announcers microphone and gets back in the ring.)
Marvel: Hellraiser, you son of a bitch! Look at this loser here (he points at Lang). That’s gonna be your lifeless corpse at Wrestling Spectacle when I get done with you!
(Concrete Sledge plays again and Marvel heads to the back as we go to commercials.)
(We come back from commercials and we see Gangsta in the back taping his wrists. Cena 54 is pacing back and forth in the background. The door opens and NYMW is helping Insane Gary Lang limp into the room.)
Gangsta: What the hell happened to him?
NYMW: Friggin, Marvel just kicked his ass. Thanks for the help by the way.
Gangsta: Sorry, I didn’t know anything was up.
Cena54: I’ll tell you guys what’s up. That asshole Eddie G stole my girl AND my Benz. He’s gonna get what for let me tell you that.
(A knock at the door. Gangsta counts the number of people in the room and then shrugs as NYMW sets Lang down on the couch and Cena 54 opens the door. RKO Sledge Angel walks in with a bandage on her head. Gangsta stands up to greet her.)
Gangsta: Woah, RKO. Good to see you back, girl.
NYMW: Man, what the hell you talking bout? What the hell you doing here? You know the doc told you to take it easy for a few weeks.
RKO: I don’t need some forty year old asswipe telling me when I should and shouldn’t take it easy.
NYMW: Didn’t you learn anything from last week? You get in the ring when you’re hurt and it’s bad news.
Cena 54: Yeah, I mean come on. You’ve got to listen to the doctors.
RKO: So I take it no one’s happy to see me.
Cena 54: Well I am happy to see you but….
RKO: Well you should be. Read this.
(RKO pulls out a piece of paper from her back pocket and hands it to Cena 54.)
Cena 54: It’s a match contract?
RKO: Very good. Next week on BeatDown you’r going to face Hot Stuff Eddie G in a TLC Match with the keys to your car hanging from the roof.
Cena 54: WHAT??? THAT’S MY CAR THOUGH DAMMIT!
RKO: Look, it’s the best I could do.
Cena: Damn, well whatever, I’ll beat his ass anyways.
RKO: That’s what I figured. Anyways, Gangsta, NY, you two ready for your tag defense tonight?
NYMW: Hells yeah, those two punks are gonna get what’s coming to them.
The WNC logo appears and fades and the WNC BeatDown video kicks in with System of a Down’s Revenga. We then go live inside the arena as the pyro explodes.
Tim Moss: Good evening ladies and Gentleman, we welcome you LIVE to the Sold-Out HP Pavilion in San Jose, California. The WNC continues it’s path of destruction on the west coast. The tag titles will be on the line inside of a steel cage later tonight, but right now we’ve got an excellent opening match for you.
(The lights go dark and the clockwatch counts backwards from ten as pyro explodes and Saliva’s I Want You kicks in.)
DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia, weighing 245 pounds, Countdown!
(Alone by Sanctus Real hits to a huge pop.)
And the opponent, from San Diego, California, weighing 220 pounds, he is the WNC Pure Wrestling Champion, the West Coast Wonder!
Tim Moss: Well folks, WCW’s Pure title not on the line tonight. All 8 men involved in the 8 man main event last week will face each other tonight in singles action. I’m Tim Moss, alongside Larry “The King” Fowler and Jonathan Poachman.
Poacher: Absolutely, TM. The atmosphere here in the “Shark Tank” is electric. And I think WCW is about to be fed to the shark right now.
King: I gotta agree with you there. A good six inches between Countdown and WCW here.
TM: But don’t EVER count out the Lucha Legend.
King: Oh no, that would be foolish.
Poacher: Well, there’s no denying the West Coast Wonder’s skills obviously. I mean he’s perhaps the most talented high-flyer of this generation, but let’s face it, Countdown is young, confident and hungry.
TM: Either way, this should be one hell of a match here to kick off BeatDown.
DING DING DING!
TM: Referee Ryan Webner tells timekepper Mork Wheaton to ring the bell and we are underway. West Coast Wonder and Countdown tie up in the center of the ring. Countdown uses his power and manages to force WCW into the corner now. Referee Webner asks for a clean break and surprisingly we get one.
Poacher: Well that’s just some excellent sportsmanship being shown there by Countdown.
TM: Sportsmanship, my ass.
Poacher: Oh come on, TM, you know as well as I do that Countdown is one of the most sportsmanlike guys in the business.
TM: Sure, if you consider abandoing your tag team partner in the middle of the damn match like he did to Scott Mann at Hallowed Ground, then yes, he is “highly sportsmanlike”.
Poacher: Well, don’t blame Countdown for that. It was self defense, Scott Man attacked him.
TM: Oh please. WCW looking for an Arm Wringer now and he throws Scott over his body. WCW locks in a headlock and he’s trying to go for an early submission.
Poacher: I think the referee should check that, it’s got to be an illegal choke.
TM: Well from my vantage point, WCW’s arm is WELL above the neck, but that’s your opinion and I can bet you’re sticking too it. Countdown fights loose and uses the ropes to pull himself up. WCW charges at him but Countdown back body drops him and then taunts the crowd. But WCW skinned the cat and landed on the apron!
King: Looks like Countdown’s still in Battle Royal mode.
TM: WCW now springboards off the top rope and hits a chop to the back of the knees. Countdown goes down and lands jaw first on the second rope! Dial Em Up! 619 Connects! WCW looking for the Shooting Star DDT now! But Countdown wisely rolls out of the ring.
King: Smart move there by Countdown.
Poacher: Of course, the man’s a genius.
TM: I’m not sure I’d go that far. Referee now beginning a ten count. WCW uses the referee as a springboard and nails a Cross Body! Wow!
Poacher: That should be a disqualification! You can’t lay your hands on a referee!
King: Well, he WAS in the way.
Referee: One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…
TM: WCW in the ring to break up the count at seven. WCW throws Countdown back in the ring. Nice bulldog there by WCW. WCW now looking for some sort of variation of a Reverse Headscissor sleeper or something.
King: That’s the thing that amazes me about West Coast Wonder. Most of his moves don’t even have names yet.
TM: A true pioneer, that’s for sure.
Poacher: Actually guys, this one DOES have a name. It’s called La Sombra Del Muerte.
King: Hey, I didn’t know you spoke Spanish, Poacher.
Poacher: I don’t.
TM: Yeah, very intelligent. Countdown could be in trouble here. The blood rushing to his head.
Poacher: Oh definetly, a very difficult hold to escape in my opinion.
King: Yeah, I have to say you’re right. Trust me, I’ve been in it. Poach when was the last time YOU were in the ring?
Poacher: Uh, this Saturday at a house show.
King: Yeah, you were judging a bikini contest. Still pissed off about that one too.
TM: Countdown finally manages to get a foot on the ropes. WCW goes over to the apron now and what the hell is this? Some sort of an inverted facelock and body scissors, but he’s on the other end of the ropes.
Poacher: I believe that is referred to as Bite of the Dragon.
King: Where do you get all your info from Poach?
Poacher: Trust me when you’re as cool as the Poacher is, you KNOW things.
King: I think the ENGLISH translation for that is he subscribes to WCW’s official webpage.
Poacher: That too. Of course, the Poacher doesn’t have to pay. The Poacher gets in for free courtesy of the man himself, West Coast Wonder.
King: Uh, Poach. It’s free for everyone.
Poacher: Whatever.
King: How’d you like a little of that humble pie?
TM: WCW now stomping his foot away on the face of Countdown.
Poacher: No! Not the face!
TM: WCW now headed up to the top rope!
WCW: Viva Mexico!
TM: WCW pointing up in honor of the late great Eddie Guerrero there and now nails a 450 Clothesline on Countdown! Amazing agility!
King: No doubt! WCW’s got more Frequent Flyer Miles then…..I dunno….who flies a lot?
Poacher: West Coast Wonder.
King: Sure, why not?
TM: WCW now looking for the Anaconda vice now. Very uncharacteristic for the lucha legend but he seems especially adamant on getting a submission tonight. He has an amazing submission arsenal, but we don’t normally get to see a whole lot of it. But tonight we’re in for a treat. Countdown manages to get to the ropes again and WCW goes for a Bow and Arrow Hold but Countdown fights loose. Countdown charges now and walks into a Powerslam which WCW turns into a Surfboard! Amazing! WCW waits for Countdown to get to his feet and then nails a Shoulderbreaker into a Fujiwara Armbar! Countdown rolls it through and nails a German Suplex! Looking for the RKO but he gets shoved off! Countdown charges! Drop Toe Hold! DIAL IT UP! 619! MY GOD! COUNTDOWN CAUGHT WCW IN MID-AIR! POWERBOMB! GOOD GOD! WCW’S SPINE NEARLY BUCKLED! COVER! ONE! TWO! NO! HOW THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT?
? Countdown picks up WCW! German Suplex! Here he goes looking for the RKO but again he gets shoved loose! WCW goes for a Springboard Moonsault but Countdown caught him in mid-air! Looking for a suplex! But WCW got free! BOUNCE BACK CONNECTS! ONE! TWO! THRE….WOW! COUNTDOWN GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! WCW asks the refere if it was three. Countdown from behind! School Boy! Tights! Feet are on the ropes! One! Two! Thre….NO! MY GOD! HE KICKED OUT! COUNTDOWN DAMN NEAR ALMOST ENDED WCW’S UNDEFEATED STREAK! Countdown yells at the referee! WCW goes for the roll-up himself! Tights! But Countdown rolls through! Enziguri from Countdown! Countdown goes for the Walls of Jericho but WCW fights and then Countdown slingshots him towards the turnbuckle! My God! WCW landed on the middle rope! Looking for the 360 Cross Body! Countdown caught him! OH MY GOD! DOUBLE UNDERHOOKED PILEDRIVER OUT OF MID-AIR! FANS: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Countdown!
MY GOD! AN AMAZING MATCH! COUNTDOWN HAS JUST UPSET THE LUCHA LEGEND AND ENDED HIS UNDEFEATED STREAK!
We go to commercials.
We come back from commercials and Eric Carsons is backstage with Modern Marvel.
Eric: Marvel, tonight you face Insane Gary Lang, what are your thoughts?
(Marvel grabs the mic and shoves Carsons out of the way.)
Marvel: Insane who? What kind of match is this? Some usless jobber versus the E-Fed Icon Tony Marshall?...........?? Oh well, I'll just treat him like I do the rest. This should be easy? DOnt really know to much about this guy so who know's mabey he will have a chance in hell? Yeah right, not against me, the single greatest wrestler in the buisness. Screw that. Boy! Whatever your name is. WHoever the hell you are? You are no exception, you are an example of what happen's when you step into the ring with not only the greatest wrestler you have ever faced. But an example of what will happen to everyone that steps in my way of becoming the WNC Champion! Prepare to taste the concrete!
DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman the following contest is scheduled for one fall.
IT’S TIME FOR YOUR MEDICATION, MR. BROWN.
MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
(Anthrax’s Madhouse kicks in to a mixed reaction.)
Introducing first, from the Asylum, weighing 325 pounds, Insane Gary Lang!
(Concrete Sledge by Pantera his to a big pop, although some boo’s can be heard in the background.)
And the opponent, from Battle Ground, Indiana, weighing 266 pounds, The Modern Marvel!
TM: Well folks, it’s been a long time, too long, since we’ve seen Marvel in action here on BeatDown. He made his triumphant return at the Battle Royal 15 days ago at WNC’s Hallowed Ground.
DING DING DING!
Insane Gary Lang charges Marvel and walks into a Back Suplex followed by an elbow drop. Marvel stomps away at Lang and puts him in the Body Scissors. Lang powers his way out with several vicious elbows before trying to go for a Backbreaker. Marvel breaks free and nails a Vertabreaker! Marvel heads up top! ROARING ELBOW CONNECTS! Marvel taunts Lang to get up! F-U! ONE! TWO! THREE!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Modern Marvel!
Marvel’s not through yet. He grabs Lang and throws him to the outside! Marvel grabs him and pulls him to the apron! Oh no! CONCRETE SLEDGE! Good God!
(Marvel grabs the announcers microphone and gets back in the ring.)
Marvel: Hellraiser, you son of a bitch! Look at this loser here (he points at Lang). That’s gonna be your lifeless corpse at Wrestling Spectacle when I get done with you!
(Concrete Sledge plays again and Marvel heads to the back as we go to commercials.)
(We come back from commercials and we see Gangsta in the back taping his wrists. Cena 54 is pacing back and forth in the background. The door opens and NYMW is helping Insane Gary Lang limp into the room.)
Gangsta: What the hell happened to him?
NYMW: Friggin, Marvel just kicked his ass. Thanks for the help by the way.
Gangsta: Sorry, I didn’t know anything was up.
Cena54: I’ll tell you guys what’s up. That asshole Eddie G stole my girl AND my Benz. He’s gonna get what for let me tell you that.
(A knock at the door. Gangsta counts the number of people in the room and then shrugs as NYMW sets Lang down on the couch and Cena 54 opens the door. RKO Sledge Angel walks in with a bandage on her head. Gangsta stands up to greet her.)
Gangsta: Woah, RKO. Good to see you back, girl.
NYMW: Man, what the hell you talking bout? What the hell you doing here? You know the doc told you to take it easy for a few weeks.
RKO: I don’t need some forty year old asswipe telling me when I should and shouldn’t take it easy.
NYMW: Didn’t you learn anything from last week? You get in the ring when you’re hurt and it’s bad news.
Cena 54: Yeah, I mean come on. You’ve got to listen to the doctors.
RKO: So I take it no one’s happy to see me.
Cena 54: Well I am happy to see you but….
RKO: Well you should be. Read this.
(RKO pulls out a piece of paper from her back pocket and hands it to Cena 54.)
Cena 54: It’s a match contract?
RKO: Very good. Next week on BeatDown you’r going to face Hot Stuff Eddie G in a TLC Match with the keys to your car hanging from the roof.
Cena 54: WHAT??? THAT’S MY CAR THOUGH DAMMIT!
RKO: Look, it’s the best I could do.
Cena: Damn, well whatever, I’ll beat his ass anyways.
RKO: That’s what I figured. Anyways, Gangsta, NY, you two ready for your tag defense tonight?
NYMW: Hells yeah, those two punks are gonna get what’s coming to them.