1/02 BeatDown: Scott Mann vs. Countdown

[Mike Jones]

January 2, 2006 BeatDown Results

The WNC logo appears on the screen and fades away.

We see the footage of Wrestling God first showing up and defeating Raw Impact for the WNC Pure Title. We then see several succesful defenses. We see the footage of WCW showing up and then him beating Raw Impact at the Number One Contender’s Match. We then see WCW defeat WG and winning the pure title, followed by his succesful defense. We then go to a clip of last week’s main event where we see WCW and X-Pac entering and clips from the match including the ending where WG costs X-Pac the match. We then see the heinous attack of Wrestling God on WCW. The screen fades to black and it comes back black and white and grainy with very ominous music. We see WCW being carted off in a stretcher before WG throws the stretcher off the stage and EMT’s surround the wreckage. We then fade to black again,

We come back and the WNC video hits with tons of new footage of newcomers like Buzzed Bunny, Countdown, Scott Man, X-Pac 360, Kevin Sane, Sadistic One, Big Smoke, Matt Ackerman, Ty Langston, Jamie Hudson and Cena 54.

We head live into the sold-out Staples Center in Los Angeles. System of a Down’s Revenga plays as the pyro goes off.

The camera pans to the ring which has a red carpet draped over it. There is a table in the middle of the ring with a chair on either side. Clipboards with paper on them are on the table.

(Born In the USA by Charles Kennedy hits to a big pop! Kennedy immediately gets in the ring and grabs a mic.)

Charles Kennedy: Ladies and Gentleman, tonight you will witness history. For the first time in WNC history, we will hold a contract signing for a match live right here in the ring!

Charles: At Hallowed Ground, it’s gonna be Jesse vs. J-Master! But I REFUSE to be held responsible for any career-ending injuries, so I will allow the fans to decide. Starting immediately following tonight’s BeatDown and continuing until Hallowed Ground, fans and wrestlers alike will be able to vote on this match. The choices are as follows. LAST MAN STANDING! (Big pop!) A HOME DEPOT MATCH! (Another Big pop!) OR A BARBED WIRE MATCH! (HUGE POP!) That signing will occur live here later tonight. But right now, I need to adress the condition of one of our superstars. As many of you know, as a result of last week’s unfortunate incident one of our superstars is unable to compete tonight.

DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
(Longhorn plays to massive heat!)

What the hell is Wrestling God doing out here?

Wrestling God gets in the ring and grabs a microphone.

WG: Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.

(Charles Kennedy glares at him.)

WG: What happened last week was NOT unfortunate it was inevitable. And besides nobody cares if he can’t compete tonight. All everyone wants to know is how the Wrestling God is doing?

(Big heat.)

WG: These past two weeks have been some of the most relaxing ones I’ve ever had. I slept real good knowing that I sent a man straight to the emergency room. West Coast Wonder, how I wish I could have seen your family, that wife of yours and those kids, crying at your bedside. Your right, this feud is personal. It’s between you and me and the United States Immigration Service. I hated you from the first day I looked down and laid my eyes on you. You think you are something because you can jump really high. You belong in the damn circus! Do you know why I attacked him from behind? Because I have absolutely NO respect for you. You can call it cowardish, you can call it whatever the hell you want, but I call it smart. Why waste time on a brawl with a moronic Mexican like you? Too bad that X-Pac kid was in the wrong match at the wrong time. Oh well he’ll get what’s coming to him when I’m damn well ready. West Coast Wonder, you talk about honor and repsect and tradition. I’m no fool. If I see an opportunity to rough someone up before a match, I’ll do it. But you, Charles Kennedy, you of all people. You, the man who single-handedly changed the WNC from another low rate E-Fed to among the most succesful and longest-running federation’s in the world. You have the audacity to book me against some filthy little Mexican. I’m a legend, dammit! I’ve seen Barbie dolls taller than West Coast Wonder. And these stupid fans have the nerve to cheer for West Coast and boo me. Well, I’ve had enough of this. The morals are out the window. I’ve adopted a new motto, WIN AT ANY COST!

(Massive Heat.)

Wrestling God: So, C.E.O. don’t call this unfortunate. Hell you should be thanking me.

Charles Kennedy: Well, Wrestling “God” it’s funny you should say that. You’re correct what happened last week was not unfortunate as much as it was inevitable. I should have seen that a feud between two of my superstars was getting to be too dangerous. And that’s why I’ve made an exectuive decision. At Hallowed Ground, inside of a Steel Cage it’s going to be……Sheena Michaels challenging RKO Sledge Angel for the WNC Woman’s Championship!

(The announcers, the crowd and Wrestling God all look confused.)

WG: Damn, you have a short attention span. Weren’t you just about to inform these people that WCW isn’t able to compete tonight. Well, boo freaking hoo!

Charles Kennedy: No! You had the audacity to interrupt me before I was able to say that in fact RKO Sledge Angel has been diagnosed with a mild concussion meaning she will be unable to defend the Woman’s Title tonight. As far as West Coast Wonder is concerned, he IS HERE!

(Big Pop!)

(Alone by Sanctus Real hits to a MASSIVE OVATION!)

OH MY GOD! WEST COAST WONDER IS HERE! HE IS ALL BUSINESS TONIGHT!

WCW comes out with his microphone in hand and begins to speak.

WCW: Wrestling God, you want to talk about morals? Since when have you had morals, man? Last week when you attacked me from behind. All you did was prove what everybody already knows. You are a COWARD! Attacking X-Pac? I appreciate the help, but that’s not how you do it. He’s got nothing to do with this. If you want this title so bad why don’t you come and get it like a real man instead of bitching and complaining all the time. In case you haven’t noticed, I am undefeated in the WNC. You can’t stop me. Nobody can stop me. All my opponents attack me AFTER the match because they can’t deal with their problems in the ring. They have to go on and make it personal. Wrestling God, this isn’t just a fight for the title anymore. It’s a battle for dominance in the WNC. It’s a fight for honor, respect and tradition. That’s what I’m all about. Of course I don’t expect you to know a damn thing about any of these, since you have no heart. That is why you fail, to succeed in this business, you have to have heart! Do you seriously think that switching motto’s is going to help you win back your title? Well, think again. Your whole “I’m a legend that all legends look up to” motto didn’t help you keep your title now did it. What makes you think a new motto will make a difference? You’re no fool, Wrestling God. Wait a minute, what am I saying, OF COURSE YOU ARE! (Big Pop!) That’s how you lost to me in the first place! You can whine and bitch all you want but that ain’t gonna change a damn thing! You have sunk to a new low, man. All of a sudden you’re talking about Barbie Dolls and the US immigration service. Man, I thought you were a “damn legend”. What kind of a legend, no wait, let me rephrase that. What kind of an IDIOT attacks X-Pac 360 when I was your target? You should get some glasses and pills for your problems. First you complain about loosing your title, and now you’re complaining that you got booked for a rematch! I could be here bitching about how I got attacked from behind by some crazy drunk gringo, but I’m not. You can hate me all you want but this title is gonna stay around my waist! You’re gonna realize exactly what you’ve gotten yourself into once I step in the ring with you. Get ready to feel the heat.

Wrestling God (finally losing it): Dammit! You can’t talk to me like that! You have no right to speak to me that way! I didn’t attack anyone. Hell, I came down to the ring to enjoy a good match! You and X-Pac attacked me! (Big heat as the crowd isn’t buying this.) What the hell am I supposed to do? Just sit back and be mangled by two men. You say that I don’t have morals, yet you claim you have some yourself. Then why in the hell did you not give me back my title after you CHEATED to win. Why didn’t I get a rematch immediately? Hell, you should have never even been a competitor! Go find yourself a federation that has a cruiserweights division. Or better yet, a midget division! (Big heat.) I can’t be a cruiserweight champion, yet this disgusting Mexican can go after any title he wants. Complete injustice. Newsflash West Coast Blunder! This is wrestling! Not salsa or playing the banjo! After I rip MY title from your grotty little fingers, you can go ahead and start a petition for a cruiserweight division. Hell, I will personally be the first one to sign.

WCW: You know what, Wrestling God. Why don’t you just go ahead and shut the hell up because all your doing is contradicting yourself. (Big pop!) What gives YOU the right to attack me from behind and then throw me off the stage? This is MY title not yours! I don’t book the matches! Why don’t you go talk to Mr. Big Shot in the ring there instead! I’m sick and tired of hearing all your crappy excuses for why you did this and that. Go to rehab and maybe they can help you cope with your mental disabilities! You’re getting your damn rematch clause already, so what in the hell are you complaining about? Hell, if you go back and look at the match, I did NOT cheat to win. You were just preoccupied with Eddie G! That’s your own damn fault! There is no injustice here! And why the hell would you ever want to be a cruiserweight champion anyways? You wouldn’t last a minute! We’re way too fast for you, pal. Stick to your own damn division! Oh, and speaking of your own division, why don’t you go wrestle Eddie G! He cost you “your” title. Go bitch at him, not me.

WG: What the hell is this? You can barely speak the English language, but suddenly you think you’re the king of insults. Honestly, I didn’t “want” to push you off that ramp, I really didn’t. But you left me with NO choice! Even after that, instead of realizing you were outmatched, you still continue. Stay down! Stay, little Mexican Chihuahua stay! I don’t need to review anything! I was in the match! And besides, you and Eddie are both the same species! (Big heat!) That’s right, I said it! Not only are the Mexcians not in my league, they’re not even the same species as I am! (Huge heat!) I bet you two snivelling little thieves planned it. You made a mockery of a TRUE legend in front of 17,000 fans plus millions more watching at home. Well, guess what? YOU CAN HAVE THE DAMN FANS! They are just BLOOD-SUCKING LEECHES who snap on over to the next big thing. They cheer for you know, but in a few years, when the West Coast Wonder can’t jump as high or run as fast, they will STAB you in the BACK! I should know, they did it to me! You see West Coast Wonder, it was fate that brought you and I together. I had started to go soft. I needed a reality check! Losing that title to a lousy good for nothing slave like you sparked something inside of me! I thought about when I pushed you off that ramp, I replay it in my mind constantly! And belive me I do regret it. I regret that it didn’t break your neck. Damn, that would have been great! Maybe if I’d pushed a little bit harder! But no matter, it’s too late for regrets. And don’t get me wrong, I respect your accomplishments. No, not the fact that you were able to sneak into this great coutry of ours undetected. No, not the fact that you miraculously graduated high school. Hell, not even the fact that you were given EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH two damn months in a row at TACO BELL! (Big heat!) You’ve had a great career, there’s no denying that. But it’s time to close the book of the West Coast Wonder. And look on the bright side, there’s no better way to go out then to have the Legend himself send you packing!

WCW: Is that all you can come up with? That when I’m throwing out insults I am number one? Listen up, Wrestling Dog, I am number one all of the time! In the ring and out of it! You are a pathetic, sad little man. In the ring and out of it! The fans didn’t do a damn thing to you. Why are you all over them? Fans make you what you are as a wrestler. They are the ones who make this business complete. Without them, this business would have died a long time ago. You should be thankful that these fans pay their hard earned money to come and see your ass get kicked! (Big pop!) There’s just no winning with you, is there? You win a match, and you still complain. You’re never satisfied! And if you lose, you try and blame it on some stupid conspiracy theory that your paranoid little mind uses to cover up your weaknesses. It’s that simple! You’re a weak-minded coward, who’s too foolish to even think of a good enough excuse for losing! Maybe it IS fate that brought us head to head, face to face, mano et mano. It will ALSO be fate when I retain my Pure Wrestling Title against you at Hallowed Ground! After I beat you, I will go on to bigger and better things and I will be rid of your nonsensical, ignorant rants forever! Your legend is nonexistant, just like your wrestling ability! And you will fail, like all others, at the hands of the West Coast Wonder!

WG: West Coast Wonder, I almost forgot to ask you something? How did it feel lying in that hospital bed knowing that you wouldn’t be home for Christmas! How did it feel knowing that since you’re an illegal immigrant, you can’t collect for worker’s compensation. And how did it feel to know that because you weren’t getting paid, your wife had to mow twice as many lawns just to make you break even! (Massive heat!)

Finally, WCW loses it and charges towards the ring. Wrestling God slips out and high-tails it through the crowd. WCW gets up on the turnbuckle, challenging him to a fight. WG still has a microphone as he pauses midway through the crowd.

WG: I thought I told you, I’m a SMART wrestler. After all, I DID say it and what I say is true! And I am what I say I am, a WRESTLING…..GOD!

(Longhorn plays as Wrestling God walks through the crowd. WCW looks extremely angry in the middle of the ring.)

Well folks, as you know tonight we will figure out who the two men that will meet next week to determine the number 30 man in the upcoming battle royal. We already know that Hot Stuff Eddie G and Matt Ackerman will face off in Semi-Finals action later tonight, but we don’t know who the other two men that will face off are. We will find out one of them next as Scott Man takes on Sadistic One in a Quarter-Finals match! We see Eric Carsons standing by with Scott Man backstage.

Eric Carsons: Scott Man, tonight you face, Sadistic One is a quarter-finals match. After seeing what Sadistic One did to the Buzzed Bunny last week, what is your game plan for tonight?

Scott Man: Sadistic One. I am not myself right now. My Uncle passed away just a few days ago. But I am a man, and I am going to go out there and wrestle anywyas, because I can. When I beat you in that ring tonight, I won’t be doing it for me or my Uncle. I’m not gonna end this interview with any stupid punchlines or anything. I’m just going to go out there and wrestle this as if it is my last. The match is mine, don’t even bother showing up. Sadistic One, your holidays are about to get a lot worse.

Well folks, I for one had absolutely no idea of that, and I would, along with I’m sure the entire WNC roster like to extend my condolences to the Scott Mann and his family over his Uncle’s untimely passing. Scott Mann isn’t normally a keep-to-himself kind of guy, but to be honest with you this is the first I’ve heard of it. We see Sadistic One headed to the ring as we head to commercial.

We come back from commercial and Eric Carsons is backstage with Matt Ackerman.

Eric: Matt Ackerman, tonight you face Hot Stuff Eddie G in Semi-Finals action. The winner will advance to the finals next week for a chance at being the number 30 man. What are your thoughts?

Matt: Well then, it's Eddie G. I have to face, is it? no problem. Eddie, make no bones about it, you're quite impressive. I mean, beating a 7', 290 pound guy like Gary Lang isn't anything to take lightly, but then again, it's nothing to write home about, either. Let's face facts, Eddie. I'm not Gary Lang. I'm not going to be lumbering around the ring like King Kong with tranquilizer darts in his ass. I've got more offensive maneuvers in my fingers than Gary has in his whole body. While you may have beaten him, I too have put away giants, but the difference is, in my case, they stay down. Eddie, now that you've reached the next step, you had better be prepared to bring your A game, because if you bring any less, you're going to find yourself looking at the lights for three seconds longer than you can afford. If you're not careful, "Hot Stuff", you'll get frozen in your tracks!

[Mike Jones]

DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is a quarter-finals match scheduled for one fall in the tournament to determine the number 30 entrant at the Number One Contender’s Battle Royal at Hallowed Ground.

(Old School Hollywood by System of a Down hits to a mixed reaction.)

Introducing first, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 230 pounds, Scott Mann!

Well folks, this man is ALL business tonight.

(Ten Thousand Fists by Disturbed hits to a decent pop.)

And the opponent, from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 280 pounds, The Sadistic One!

Sadistic One still making a name for himself here in the WNC. Fans already starting to get behind this tough superstar. A total bad ass if you ask me. Standing 6 feet 6 inches and weighing 280 pounds, this is one big dude here. Scott Man no slouch either, he’s actually got a few inches on Sadistic, standing 6’9. He weights 230 pounds. Sadistic One to me a throw back to the older days of wrestling with the big guys, but he’s definetly extremely agile also. Scott Man a hot up and coming rookie who seems to be a part of the new “extreme” generation, if you will.

DING DING DING!
This match-up is under way. Sadistic One goes for a collar and elbow tie-up but Scott elbows loose. Scott hits a vicious European Uppercut and then gets a headlock. Sadistic One tries to fight loose but Scott is relentless, nailing One with several right hands straight to the head. One finally fights loose and tries to hit a Drop Toe Hold but Scott sees right through it and hits a clothesline. Scott Man gets Sadistic One up looking for a fisherman’s Suplex but One counters and hits a DDT! Scott Man landed right on his head. Sadistic goes for the cover and gets a quick two. Sadistic picks up Scott Man, not wasting any time here and hits a few stiff lefts and rights. The referee admonishes him but he hits another. Sadistic picks up Scott Man and hits an Atomic Drop followed by a Gutbuster. Sadistic uses his foot to choke Scott Man, also using the ropes for leveridge. He takes full advantage of the referee’s four count. Sadistic One in danger of being disqualified here, perhaps. I think Sadistic is too smart for that though, he’s merely taking advantage here. Smart plan. Sadistic picks up Scott Man but he hits a thumb to the eyes. Well, two can play that came. Scott Man takes advantgage of a groggy Sadistic One and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex into a cover. Hook of the leg. One, Two and No! Keep in mind the winner of this match will face either Ernie Larois or Countdown later tonight. Scott Man tries to hit an overhead suplex but Sadistic lands on his feet and hits a neckbreaker. Sadistic gets up Scott looking for a brainbuster and he hits it. Sadistic waits till Scott Man is up and hits a Swinging Neckbreaker. Sadistic One signals for the Sit Down Power Bomb but Scott Man hits a rake of the eyes and nails a Pumphandle Slam. He goes up top and nails a Swan Dive. Scott Man picks up Sadistic One looking for a chokeslam but Sadistic One rolls it through and hits a dropkick to the face. Sadistic One throws Scott Man into the ropes but he comes back with a Big Boot. Scott Man throws Sadistic One into the corner. Scott Man climbs up and begins punching as the crowd counts in unison. One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Ni….OH NO! Sadistic One has the legs hooked looking for the Powerbomb but Scott Man goes for a DDT. Sadistic One throws him off and springboards looking for a Cross Body! But Scott Man caught him! S-5! S-5! S-5! ONE! TWO! THREE!

DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, The Scott Man.

Well folks Scott Man advances to the Semi-Finals a bit later on. He will face the winner of the match between Big Smoke Ernie Larois and Countdown. That match is coming up later. Also coming up later tonight it’s gonna be Da Gangsta and New York’s Most Wanted taking on the Dead Man and Raw Impact with the WNC Tag Titles on the line. But coming up next, it’s Eddie G vs. Matt Ackerman in Semi-Finals action.

We see Paul Bunyan working out backstage. He then stops and goes to grab something, but it’s not there. He leaves the room and the caterer says “Oh, Mr. Bunyan. Someone brought your water bottle and filled it up for you.”

Bunyan: Thanks, Sue.
(He drinks it and heads back to his dressing room.)

We head backstage and Eddie G is making his way to the ring. We see a split-screen image of Ackerman walking towards the ring also as we head to commercial. Folks this match is next!

We come back from commercial and we see Gangsta, NYMW and Insane Gary Lang. RKO Sledge Angel walks in with a bandage wrapped around her head.

RKO: Gansgta, New York, you guys ready to go tonight.

Gangsta: Well of course we are, but what about you? Are you sure you should be going out there?

RKO: Look, all I’m doing is managing you guys and ensuring you get the victory. I’m not cleared to wrestle but there’s nothing to say I can’t manage you guys.

Gangsta: I don’t know if it’s a smart idea for you to go out there with that concussion.

NYMW: Yeah, you should seriously take it easy.

RKO: Hey, who’s side are you guys on?

Gangsta: Look, we’re just saying. It might not be a smart idea.

RKO: Look, remember how things went with G-Unit okay. Me and Compton formed this group and then Gary joined. Then he called you up New York, and Gangsta you only joined on when we came to the WNC. So with Compton gone, I’m the leader here and I’ll make my own damn decisions.

We head back to ringside.

Well folks, RKO certainly laying down the law, but I’ve got to agree with her teammates. She should take it easy tonight after that heinous accident last week.

BRRRRRINGGGGGGGGG!
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
LIE! CHEAT! STEAL!

DING DING DING!
The following contest is a Semi-Finals match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Melbourne, Australia by way of Mexico, weighing in at 225 pounds, Hot Stuff Eddie G!

And folks this should be a great match here. Two phenomenal athletes here, both men are held in high regard both in the ring and out of it. Both men have the mind, the look, the attitude and the skills for the business and are well-respecte backstage. The fans adore both men too.

(Ghost Love Score by Nightwish hits to a big pop!)
And the opponent, weighing in at 195 pounds, from Thornhill, Ontario, Canada, No Nickname Needed, Matt Ackerman!

Ackerman and Eddie shake hands to start off and the referee rings the bell.

DING DING DING!
Tremendous show of respect by both men there to start off. Eddie goes for a collar and elbow tie-up. Eddie sneaks behind looking for a German Suplex but Ackerman lands on his feet and hits an armbar. Eddie hits an armbar of his own. Both men come off the ropes and run into one another. Ackerman hits a Headlock Takedown but Eddie lands on his feet and hits a dropkick to the face. Ackerman is right back up and hits a dropkick of his own. Ackerman hits an arm bar! Eddie hits an arm bar of his own! Eddie hits an armbar takedown but Ackerman rolls it through! Ackerman tries to lock in the Crossface but Eddie rolls it through and both men stare at each other as the crowd goes wild! Man oh man! Some amazing speed to start here! Eddie hits jawbreaker and then an uppercut into a neckbreaker. Eddie goes for the cover immediately. One, two and no! Ackerman kicks out aggresively. Eddie goes for a back suplex but Ackerman reverses and nails a Gordbuster. Ackerman goes for a Razor’s Edge and then turns it into a Diamond Cutter. Wow! He calls that the Ack-Murderer! Ackerman gets Eddie G up for an SSD but Eddie fights loose and hits a Headscissor Takedown. Eddie then locks in an STF but Ackerman fights to the ropes. Eddie waits till Ackerman is back up and hits a Running STO and hits a few knife-edge chops. Ackerman rolls it through looking for a Sharpshooter but Eddie manages to cradle him up into a Small Package! One, Two and no! Eddie hits an arm drag and goes for a crossface chickenwing but Ackerman rolls it through and looks for a Half Boston Crab. Eddie manages to use the ropes for leveridge and hits a Enziguiri. Eddie waits till Ackerman is up and goes for a Drop Sault! It connects! Eddie springboards off the ropes once Ackerman is back up going for a cross body but it’s caught and Ackerman hits a Fallaway Slam. Ackerman now dropping the elbow on the back of Eddie’s head. Ackerman locks in the Sattelite Headscissors into an armbar. That move there known as La Mistica. Ackerman then hits a Kip-Up Dropkick and atempts to lock in a Sharpshooter and he’s got it! Now he’s got an STF too! Wow! This is what he calls the Proton Lock and folks it is deadly! Eddie G fights to get to the ropes and he finally gets there. But the damage may have already been done! Ackerman goes up top looking for the Twisting Suicide Bomb! Eddie gets his knees up though. Eddie gets Ackerman up looking for an Overhead Suplex! And he hits it! He swings the hips! A second! And a third! WOW! Three Amigo’s! Uh-Oh! Eddie’s feeling froggy! Ackerman gets up though! Oh no! He’s looking for that Super Reverse Canadian Destroyer! Eddie fights loose and hits a sunset flip into a powerbomb! Eddie makes a cradle into the cover! One, Two and No! Eddie gets Ackerman up looking for a brianbuster but Ackerman reverses going for one of his own but Eddie lands on his feet and connects with a neckbreaker! Eddie stomps a few times and then goes to the apron and flips over and hits a Senton Splash! Eddie is feeling it now! Eddie to the top but again Ackerman gets up! Superplex! But Eddie rolls it through and gets the cover! One! Two! Thre….NO! OH MY! Ackerman barely kicked out! Eddie gets Ackerman up looking for a brainbuster but Ackerman breaks loose looking for a Sharpshooter but Eddie kicks him back. Ackerman comes off the ropes and LEVELS Eddie with a sickening clothesline. Ackerman goes for an STF but Eddie rolls him up! He’s got the tights! One! Two! Thre…NO! Eddie argues with the ref and Ackerman takes advantage with a school boy but Eddie breaks free and hits a dropkick! Eddie runs at Ackerman looking for a clothesline but Ackerman hits a Back Body Drop and Eddie gets hung up on the top rope! Ackerman takes advantage of a downed Eddie and he hits a Atomic Drop! Oh no! Complete Shot! The Switchback ’05! The cover! One! Two! Thre…NO! Eddie got his foot on the ropes! Ackerman up top signalling for the 720 Splash! Eddie gets up looking for a Superplex but Ackerman throws him off! 720 Splash Connects! ONE! TWO! THREE!

DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Matt Ackerman!

Well folks Matt Ackerman advances to the finals next week.

Ackerman celebrates on the turnbuckle and then reaches his hand out to Eddie. Eddie hesitates but then reluctantly shakes his hand! Tremendous show of respect by both men.

[Mike Jones]

We see Jesse heading to the ring. Well folks the Jesse and J-Master contract signing is up next!

X-Pac 360 walks up to Jesse.

X-Pac: Look man, I know we’ve never seen eye to eye, but I just wanna say that I’m as pissed off as anyone about what J-Master did. Good luck in your match with him.

X-Pac offers his hand. Jesse briefly glances at it and walks off. Well, Jesse in no mood for talk right now. Jesse continues his march to the ring as we head to commercial.
We come back to commercial and Born In the USA is playing as Charles Kennedy stands in the middle of the ring which is no set up in much the same fashion it was earlier.

Charles: Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome one of the men who will be a part of this upcoming match at Hallowed Ground, Jesse!

(Set It Off Tweeker Mix by P.O.D. hits to a big pop!)

Jesse gets right in the ring without so much as glancing at anyone. Jesse picks up the contract and flips to the last page, preparing to sign it already.

Charles: Jesse, wait. What you’re signing there is an open contract meaning the stipulation will NOT be announced until just prior to the match.

Jesse grabs a pen and signs anyway. Well so much for that.

Charles: And the man he will face, J-Master,

(Truth by Seether hits.)

No sign of J-Master yet though. Wait a minute! What the hell! He came through the crowd! He just nailed Jesse with a steel chair! And now he’s jabbing Jesse with the pen! He just signed his contract in Jesse’s blood. Now, J-Master is hightailing it out of here. Dammit!

After we see a replay, Jesse struggles to his feet. When he realizes what has happened he tips over the table and nearly knocks over the C.E.O. before running towards the backstage area. That chair shot obviously affecting him greatly as he’s not running in a straight line at all.

We head to a commercial advertising Hallowed Ground.

We come back from the ad and Jesse is in the parking lot with a small spot of blood dropping down his face. Jesse is holding a chair and yelling!

Jesse: Come on J-Master, you son of a bitch! Where the hell are you? Come out here so I can beat the piss out of you, you ungrateful bastard! Get your ass out here! Fight me like a man, God dammit!

OH NO!
J-Master again sneaks up on Jesse and nails him with a chair. J-Master runs off and gets in a Taxi that speeds off. J-Master obviously didn’t get all of that shot as Jesse is up right away. He tries to chase after the taxi but then gives up.

We see Wrestling God headed towards the ring. He seems to be a lot more confident than he looked last week. Wrestling God grins as he walks past Cena 54 who is flirting with Sheena Michaels to no avail. We head to commercials.

We come back from commercials and Charles Kennedy is in his office talking on the phone.

Charles: Yes, yes. No, I don’t plan on pressing charges. Look, put it this way. (Loud banging on the door.) Next week, we’re live at the Arrowhead Pond in Anaheim, California. You tell Hellraiser to come by and I’ll have a contract ready for him. I want extra security and…..

(Banging at the door intensifies.)

Charles: Look, I’d better call you back, okay.
Charles walks over to the door and barks: What the hell do you want? I’m busy in here.

Charles opens the door and Jesse storms in. Jesse grabs Kennedy by the collar.

Jesse: I’m sick of this sh*t! I want that bastard in the ring next week, you got it? I want him one on one! No more games, Charles, I want his ass next week dammit!

Charles looks flustered as Jesse storms off slamming the door in the face of Ty Langston as we head over to Eric Carsons who is standing by with Wrestling God.

Eric Carsons: Wrestling God, tonight you face a 500 pound Giant yet you seem extremely confident, why is that?

Wrestling God: That’s the stupidest question I’ve ever heard. Why the hell wouldn’t I be confident. I’m a wrestling god, dammit!

(Suddenly a large slap followed by a crashing sound is heard.)

The camera pans out and Cena 54 is lying in the remains of a broken table! The camera pans out and Sheena Michaels is standing there, casually. Carsons and WG glare at her.

Sheena Michaels: What? He tried to touch my ass!

Well, folks, Sheena Michaels is not the type you want to piss off.

Eric Carsons and WG look at each other and then back at Michaels and shrug as we head to commercial.

We come back from commercial and we find Ty Langston mid conversation with the C.E.O.

Langston: So you see, sir. I think that you should suspend his ass without pay until Hallowed Ground, at which point I want a match with him!

Charles Kennedy: Look, Ty. I appreciate the offer, but the police are dealing with it, and quite frankly I have enough to deal with as it is.

Ty shakes his head and leaves.

DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall.

DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!
(Longhorn plays to big heat.)

Introducing first, from High Street, weighing in at 255 pounds, The Wrestling God!

Well, folks in just under three weeks, the WNC presents Hallowed Ground brought to you by Sony Playstation. Live in your world, play in ours. At that PPV, the Wrestling God will face West Coast Wonder for the WNC Pure Wrestling Title. But tonight, WG faces a much BIGGER challenge.

(Six Feet Under’s My Hatred hits to a big pop!)
And the opponent, weighing 500 pounds, Paul Bunyan!

Bunyan’s music continues to play but no sign of Bunyan yet.

And the opponent, weighing 500 pounds, Paul Bunyan!
Still no sign of Bunyan.

We head backstage and our Director of Programming Mike Fischer is sweating bullets.

Mike: Where the hell is Paul? Jason go find him.

The runner, obviously named Jason goes over to Bunyan’s dressing room and knocks on the door. When he gets no answer he walks in and immediately puts his shirt over his nose. He looks around and doesn’t see Bunyan but sees that the washroom is occupied!

Jason (gasping for air): Mr. Bunyan, sir. Are you in there?

No answer, so Jason puts his head against the door.

We hear several loud fart noises as well as a few plops and several big grunts.

Wrestling God (Standing in the ring with a microphone.): Paul, how does the laxative that I snuck in your water feel? Feel good? At least it’ll help your fat ass lose a few pounds. That’s what you get for messing with me, the Wrestling God!

Longhorn plays to more heat as WG heads backstage again.

We see Mike Fischer inside Charles Kennedy’s office. The runner, Jason is also there.

Mike: Sir, Jason went to find Bunyan and he was taking a dump, a big one at that.

Charles: This is unacceptable. Wrestling God can’t go messing with people’s water. Hell, next week I want you to make sure Bunyan is in tip top shape cuz he’ll be facing Wrestling God in a steel cage match!

Wow! A steel cage match here on BeatDown!

Mike: Thank you sir, I’ll let him now!

Both Mike and Jason go to leave but Jamie Hudson storms through almost knocking them both over.

Jamie: (Yelling.) Mr. C.E.O. My man asked you for a match! And you said no! Who the hell do you think you are?

Charles: Who the hell do I think….(Yells) WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! BARGING HERE DEMANDING MATCHES! I’M THE C.E.O. DAMMIT! I MAKE THE DECISIONS! And I’m about to make one right now! Tonight, Jamie you will be in a match! WITH JESSE!

OH NO! JESSE IS IN A HORRIBLE MOOD! THIS DOES NOT BODE WELL FOR JAMIE HUDSON!

We see Countdown backstage doing his hair. Well folks, Countdown vs. Big Smoke, that match is up next!

We head to the parking lot and we see Buzzed Bunny walking from his cab, looking happy as always. He sniffs the air and walks over curiously behind a truck.

Big Smoke is standing there smoking a pipe.

Buzzed Bunny instinctively joins him and the two seem to hit it off really well as we head to commercial.

We come back from commercial and Jamie Hudson is shown getting ready for her match. She takes off her shirt revealing a black sports bra which gets a nice pop before putting on a different one.

We see the WNC Trainer Jerry Hall walking through the parking lot. He smells something funny and goes to investigate. He finds nobody is behind the truck but he sees a small bag on the floor. He eyes it suspiciously and then sniffs it cautiously.

We head backstage and Ty Langston spots Jesse.

Ty: Jesse. Look man, I know you’re in a pissy mood, but you and I both know that Charles Kennedy made this match out of spite. Just please take it easy on Jamie, okay man.

Jesse glares at him and walks off. Ty stands there with a worried look on his face.

Buzzed Bunny and Big Smoke walk past Ty and the camera follows them.

Bunny: All I’m saying man, is that when we die, you know we don’t really die.

Big Smoke: No, no totally man. I totally respect you.

Bunny: You know what man. I’m gonna go talk to Charles Kennedy and see if you and I can’t challenge the winner of the tag title’s next week.

Big Smoke: Sure man, sounds great.

Bunny: Awesome, good luck against Countdown.

We head inside a dressing room and Raw Impact and Dead Man are discussing their stradegy.

Impact: We just gotta watch out for that RKO chick. If she interfere’s we could be screwed.

Dead Man: Don’t worry about that, man. I’ve got a perfect plan for an equalizer.

Suddenly a very hot girl in a tube top walks in the room.

Girl: Hey Dead Man!

Dead Man: Hey, Impact. This is my girlfriend Ally Rogers.

Ally: Nice to meet you, Impact. I’m a big fan of yours.

We head back to ringside and at least one of our commentators is particularly impressed with Ally Rogers already.

DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is a tournament quarter-finals match scheduled for one fall.

The lights go dark and then strobe lights kick in as the titan tron shows a stopwatch counting backwards from ten. Once it hits zero, huge pyro goes off and Saliva’s I Want You kicks in.

Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 245 pounds, Countdown!

Countdown emerges from the stage and poses as sparks rain down behind him.

We see the replay of Countdown’s defeat of Cena 54 with the German Suplex into the RKO. Folks, he calls that the Time Freeze and I guarantee if he hits it tonight, this one’ll be over.

(Snoop Dogg’s Ain’t Nothing But A G Thang hits to a decent pop.)

The pipe rises from beneath the stage as smoke pours out of it. Big Smoke gets out of it and stands in front of it. He then mimics smoking a pipe and as he exhales fire shoots out of the pipe behind him.

And the opponent, from Glenview, Illinois, weighing in at 160 pounds, the Crack Daddy, Big Smoke Ernie Larois!

Well, folks, there has to be something aside from genetics relating to his weight. We see the replay of J-Master interfering in Jesse’s match at the last BeatDown as well as Ernie Larois taking advantage of the distraction and rolling up Jesse for the three count. We head back live and Big Smoke has his duffel bag in, no doubt filled with highly illegal items.

DING DING DING!
This match-up is under way. Countdown hits a enziguri right off the bat. Countdown then locks in the Boston Crab. Wow! This could be over in a hurry! Larois crawls over the corner and removes the bag of herbal medicines. He goes to take a whiff of it but Countdown realizes what he’s up to and releases the hold. Countdown goes to grab Larois but he nails him in the head with the bag of drugs. Countdown snickers and then pikcs him up! Oh no! DOUBLE UNDERHOOKED PILEDRIVER! He calls that the CounterStrike! Countdown waits until Big Smoke is back up and he lifts him up and nails a German Suplex and then the RKO! TIME FREEZE! TIME FREEZE! ONE! TWO! THREE!

DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Countdown.

Well folks, Countdown advances and he will face Scott Man in semi-finals action later tonight.

Countdown grabs the announcer microphone and begins to speak.

Countdown: Alright, alright, I’m gonna talk reallll slow for all you pathetic people who call themselves wrestlers. Countdown is here in the WNC and ready to dominate. You see my fans have flocked from all over the world to the WNC. My fans have asked me time and time again when they would have the priviledge of seeing me in the WNC. And when will Countdown be the next WNC World Heavyweight Champion. Well the time is no! The WNC right now is going down the hole and Countdown is your hero and he’s here to bring this fed from the ashes and make it the most popular one in history. I look at your champions and they are pathetic! Let’s take Mike Becker for example, he couldn’t even make it big in other feds and now he’s here and he is thye champ. I mean if he’s champ, anyojne could be. People aren’t here to see a loser like him walking around with the belt, they want to see me! So listen here Mike Becker, I don’t care who you’re feuding with, I want that title so why don’t you just bring that pretty little belt and your worthless ass and go one on one with the awesome one. Forget everyone else. Forget Big Joke here. Forget X-Suck 360. Forget Matt Fakerman. Forget Sheena Dyke-uls. Forget RK Ho Sledge Angel. Forget Insanely Hary Wang. Forget Forget Compton’s Most Hated. Forget Da Wanksta. Forget Wrestling Fraud. Forget West Coast Blunder. Forget J-Bastard. Forget The Autistic One. Forget Kevin Lame. Forget Paul Onions. Forget everybody. Mike Becker you should be focuse on me and me alone. I see my opponent tonight is the Scott Man. Sure we may be tag team champions in another fed, but stop riding my coat tails and do your own thing. But tonight, since our paths WILL cross. I will not hesitate to put you in your place and show you I am the pants in this tag team! So Scott Man, Becker, Hell everybody in the WNC, you better start runnin’ cuz the time freeze is coming!

(Saliva’s I Want You plays again as Countdown taunts the crowd and walks to the back.)

We see NYMW and Gangsta backstage with RKO heading to the ring as we head to commercial.

[Mike Jones]

We come back from commercial and Ty Langston is backstage with Jamie Hudson, preparing her for her match. The WNC’s Head Referee Perry Hughes walks in.

Jerry: Ty, Jamie. Just to let you know, but Charles told me to inform you that Bad Gurl and Metal God will be at the show next week.

Wow! That’s huge news. Ty Langston looks at his girlfriend and they smile as we head back to ringside!

(The Killers’ Mr. Brightside hits.)

What’s this? Hey, it’s that Ally Rogers chick. Ally takes the microphone from the announcer.

Ally: Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is for the WNC World Tag Team Titles. Now, would you please welcome my man, The Dead Man and his partner, Raw Impact!


(Metallica’s Wherever I May Roam hits.)

DING DING DING!
Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WNC World Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, the team of Raw Impact and the Dead Man!

(Saliva’s Survival Of the Sickest hits.)

And the opponents, being accompanied to the ring by the WNC Woman’s Champion, RKO Sledge Angel. At a combined weight of 514 pounds, the team of Da Gangsta and New York’s Most Wanted!

The referee holds up the brand new WNC World Tag Titles and rings the bell.

DING DING DING!
Well this match was initially announced to be a part of the Hallowed Ground PPV but that obviously is not the case. Impact and NYMW will start out. Impact goes for a collar and elbow tie-up and hits an arm drag followed by a leg drop. Impact picks up NYMW looking for a suplex but he lands on the ground and hits a neckbreaker. NYMW hits a backbreaker on Impact and tags in Gangsta. Gangsta picks up Impact and gets a rake of the eyes for his troubles. Impact goes for a suplex and hits it. Impact comes off the ropes and nails a clothesline. He goes for another but RKO grabbed his leg. Ally Rogers eyes her angrily. Gangsta picks up Impact and hits a Scoop Slam beofre tagging in NYMW. Well, G-Unit making quick tags here and that’s a very smart move. NYMW stomps away at Raw Impact for a bit and then hits an elbow drop to the back of the head. NYMW tags in Gangsta who hits a few stomps. Gangsta then locks in an STF. Gangsta picks up Impact and hits a Scoop Slam. Gangsta then picks him up again looking for an overhead suplex but Impact lands on his feet and hits a gutbuster. He crawls over and gets the tag to Dead Man who cleans house with a clothesline on Gangsta and then on NYMW. Dead Man catches Gangsta with a Spinebuster and then hits a huge back body drop on NYMW! Dead Man hits a big boot on Gangsta and then clotheslines NYMW out of the ring. Dead Man hits a spinebuster on Gangsta and then signals for the leg drop! But RKO grabbed his leg! OH BOY! ALLY ROGERS JUST JUMPED RKO! CAT FIGHT! CAT FIGHT! The referee leaves the ring and tries to pry Ally Rogers off of RKO! Wait a minute! What the hell? NO! INSANE GARY LANG JUST NAILED DEAD MAN WITH THE YAKUZA KICK! THE REFEREE DIDN’T SEE IT! NYMW UP TOP! MOONSAULT CONNECTS! ONE! TWO! THREE! DAMMIT! INSANE GARY LANG HIGHTAILING IT OUT OF HERE!

DING DING DING
Here are your winners and the new WNC World Tag Team Champions, Da Gangsta and New York’s Most Wanted!

Raw Impact and Dead Man look on in shock as the referee gives the belts to Gangsta and NYMW half-way up the stage. RKO has joined them and she is holding her head in pain but is obviously overjoyed!

We go backstage and Mike Becker is casually chatting with C.E.O. Charles Kennedy.

NYMW, Gangsta and RKO walk by and Charles stops them.

Charles: G-Unit, you guys tell Compton that if he doesn’t show up next week, I will FIRE HIS ASS!

G-Unit walk away looking rather concerned.

Becker: So what are you gonna do about Marvel?

Charles: What can I do? He signed a contract that he gets paid by appearance. If I fire him, it does us no good. I can’t get in touch with him. I’d be willing to reconsider his status here, but I have no idea what the hell his problem is? Hell, if he’s watching the show, I request that he gets in touch with me as soon as possible so we can work this out.

Becker: Yeah, I don’t know what the hell his deal is, but he’s really pissing me off. Most of the guys are really pissed at him too.

Ally Rogers walks by and eyes Becker.

Ally: Hey Mike. I totally looove your belt.

Becker starts to respond and she turns to Kennedy.

Ally: Excuse me sir. My boyfriend is really concerned about Bob’s health. I mean, you were the one who booked the match, but he feels really bad.

Charles: Tell Dead Man not to worry. Bob is going to be just fine. He’s just gonna be out of action for a few weeks.

Ally: What a relief.

She walks away and Becker and Charles both look at her ass.

We see Ty Langston hugging Jamie Hudson backstage as she makes her way to the ring. Jamie Hudson vs. Jesse is up next! We head to commercials.

We come back from commercials and there is some sort of commotion over by the catering table.

We head in closer and we see our agent Jerry Hall yelling at the caterer.

Jerry: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T HAVE ANY MORE FOOD? I’M F**KING HUNGRY OVER HERE!

We head back to ringside as our announcers wonder what his deal is.

(Sic Transit Gloria by Brand New hits the speakers.)

DING DING DING!
Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, Jamie Hudson!

(Set It Off- Tweeker Mix by P.O.D. hits to a big pop!)

And her opponent, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 245 pounds, Jesse!

Jesse looks especially focused here tonight.

DING DING DING!
This match is under way. Jamie Hudson cautiously goes for a collar and elbow tie-up. Jesse seems to be equally cautious here and that can only be a good sign. Jamie Hudson Irish Whips Jesse and he lands awkwardly on the outside! Jesse doesn’t appear to be focusing on this match at all. His mind is on J-Master for sure. Jamie Hudson picks up Jesse on the outside and puts him in the ring. Jamie and Jesse go for a collar and elbow tie-up and Jesse gets the best of it but then let’s go and walks toward the ropes. The referee stops him and flips him off. Well, Jesse doesn’t much feel like wrestling this match. Jamie Hudson grabs him by the arm and pulls him backwards. Jesse stares at her and goes to leave and she yanks him back into an arm wringer. Jesse fights loose and goes for the ropes and she turns him around and SLAPS HIM! Then she offers her arms for a tie-up! JESSE CLOTHESLINED THE HELL OUT OF HER! JESSE STOMPING THE HELL OUT OF HUDSON! THAT SLAP WOKE UP THE DEMON IN JESSE! Jesse picks her up and hits an Inverted Atomic Drop into a Swinging Neckbreaker! Good God! Jesse locks in an STF! Just tap out Jamie! End this damn match! Jesse is in no mental state to continue! Jamie gets to the ropes and the match continues! Jesse picks her up and hits a Tilt A Whirl Backbreaker! Jesse then goes for a Powerbomb and hits it! The cover! One! Two! No! Come on! Dammit! Stay down! Jesse now locks in the Sharpshooter! Jamie is inches from the ropes! NO! Ty Langston just nailed Jesse with a steel chair! Thank God!

DING DING DING!
Here is your winner as a result of a Disqualification, Jesse!

Well, thank God that’s over. Wait a minute! Jamie Hudson is upset at Ty. He just saved her ass! She’s pissed that he got her disqualified! What the hell? Jamie limps off in frustration. Ty walks behind her equally frustrated as we head to commercial.

We come back from commercial and our announcers inform us of some breaking news. Ladies and Gentleman, we understand that our Agent Jerry Hall has just been taken away by police for public intoxication and possesion of a controlled substance. Now what the hell does that mean?

We head backstage to a darkened room. Executioner is there.

Executioner: Becker, your days are numbered. It’s time for the WNC to have a champion that everyone knows. It’s time for me to finally get back what is rightfully mine, the WNC World Heavyweight Title. I have been sitting back and watching you get lucky time after time, match after match, but no more! You won’t get lucky against me. You’ve just beaten nobody after nobody. The only reason you’re still champion is because I didn’t challenge you before now. You’d better step up your game, because I am your judge, your jury, and most importantly, your damn executioner!

We go backstage and see Scott Man headed to ringside. Folks Countdown and Scott Man is next after our last commercial break.

We come back from commercials and Old School Hollywood by System of A Down is playing as Scott Man stands in the ring.

Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is the tournament Semi-Final match. The winner will face Matt Ackerman next week to determine the Number 30 Entrant in the Number One Contender’s Battle Royal at WNC’s Hallowed Ground. In the ring, weighing in at 230 pounds, from Oakland, California, Scott Mann.

Well folks we’d like to take this opportunity to thank System of a Down for providing Scott Mann’s theme song entitled Old School Hollywood. System of a Down also provides the theme song for WNC BeatDown entitled Revenga. Both songs are available on the album Mesmerize, in stores now! The WNC would also like to take this opportunity to remind you that System of A Down’s latest album, Hypnotize is also available right now!

The lights go dark and the stopwatch counts backwards from ten. When it reaches zero, pyro explodes and Saliva’s I Want You hits to a mixed reaction as Countdown comes out.

And the opponent, from Sydney Australia, weighing in at 245 pounds, Countdown!

DING DING DING!
This match up is under way! Well folks, Countdown mentioned earlier that these two men are Tag Team Champions in another fed, but this is about the WNC World Heavyweight Title and becoming the number one contender. Scott Man goes for a collar and elbow tie-up which is countered by Countdown who hits an arm drag. Countdown then walks into Scott Man’s arm drag. Countdown goes for a dropkick but Scott Man ducks. Scott Man goes for an Enziguri but Countdown ducks the second kick and tries to hook in the Boston Crab. Scott Man rolls it through and hits an Arm Drag. Countdown then hits an Arm Drag on Scott Man. Both men stare at each other as the crowd cheer in approval. Well, these two men have a lot of experience together as a tag team, so they seem to know each others moves. Scott Man goes for a collar and elbow tie-up and Countdown reverses and Irish Whips Scott Man into the ropes. When Scott Man bounces back he walks into a high knee. Countdown locks in an Abdominal Stretch and Scott Man tries to fight loose. Let’s not forget folks, both men have already wrestled tonight. Countdown most recently of course, but then again he made rather short work of Big Smoke Ernie Larois, wheras Scott Man had a helluva time getting the victory over the Sadistic One earlier. Scott Man eventually gets to his feet and fight back with a few hard elbows. Scott Man tries to lock in a Crossface but it’s reversed and Countdown has an arm bar. Scott Man rolls it through looking for a school boy. One! Two! And No! Wow, I don’t even know if Countdown realized his shoulders were on the mat until the last second there. Scott Man goes for an Inverted Suplex but Countdown lands on his feet and hits a Reverse Impaler DDT. Countdown tries to go for an Overdrive but Scott Man shows incredible strength and lifts him up and scores with the Electric Chair Drop. Scott Man picks up Countdown and hits an Edge-O-Matic. Scott Man goes for a scoop slam but Countdown counters with the Osaka Street Cutter. Countdown tries to lock in the Tazzmission but Scott Man rolls it through and nails a Pumphandle Suplex! Scott Man goes for the cover. One, two and no! Scott Man locks in a Crossface Chickenwing but Countdown manages to get to the ropes before any real damage can be done. Scott Man pulls him back and tries to apply an Indian Death Lock but Countdown kicks his way free and then gets up and nails a DropSault! Countdown and Scott Man both to their feet after a brief moment. Countdown looks for a DDT but Scott Man elbows free and goes for a suplex but Countdown counters and hits the DDT! Countdown goes up top! Scott Man is up and he hits a Superplex! The referee starts a ten count and both men are up at 7. Scott Man goes for a German Suplex but Countdown lands on his feet and hits a German Suplex of his own! Oh no! He goes for the RKO but Scott Man pushes him off! Scott Man looks for a Side Effect but Countdown nails a Swinging Neckbreaker. Countdown looks for the Double Underhooked Piledriver but Scott Man back body drops him. Scott Man charges looking for a clothesline but it’s ducked and he walks into a Belly to Belly Suplex! Countdown hits a Running Side Effect and goes up top and connects with the Diving Elbow Drop! Countdown picks up Scott Man! Oh, no! He’s got him up for the Test Drive! But Scott Man counters! S-5! S-5! S-5! But he knocked the referee down. Scott Man goes up top! He signals for the Swanton Bomb! NO! Executioner is here! He’s trying to hit a Super Death Drop on Scott Man! What the hell? Wait a minute! Mike Becker comes out to a huge pop and nails Executioner with a Cactus Jack style Clothesline! Both men go over the top rope! Becker and Executioner brawl through the crowd! Good God! Scott Man is up top! Swanton Bomb! OH NO! Countdown got his knee’s up! Countdown scores with the RKO! NO! THE REF IS UP! ONE! TWO! THREE!

DING DING DING!
Here is your winner, Countdown!

DAMMIT! EXECUTIONER JUST COST SCOTT MAN THIS MATCH!

Countdown begins laying the boots down on Scott Man!

(Ghost Love Score by Nightwish hits to a huge pop!)

MATT ACKERMAN IS HERE! ACKERMAN AND COUNTDOWN BRAWLING! EXECUTIONER AND BECKER ARE AT IT IN THE CROWD! GOOD GOD! THIS IS CARNAGE!
We see Ackerman and Countdown battle their way up the stage and then we see Executioner throw Becker over a security rail into a few rows of chairs as we fade to black!