"The Enemy Of My Enemy"
Season 1 Episode 13
9.00PM - 11.00PM PST
Marina Civic Center
Panama City, Florida
Sunday, November 27th, 2011
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The holds and moves exhibited in the following program are performed by trained professionals and should not be attempted by the viewing audience under any circumstances. |
Sales Attendant: A superb choice, gentlemen. Purchase this vehicle and you'll be riding in pure luxury -- the Maybach Landaulet comes equipped with a bi-turbo V12 engine and has a top speed of 109 miles per hour.
Jason Hartnell: Check out the spacious back seat too, Dan -- you could comfortably fit yourself and two women back there. And the roof, it retracts back, which is good in case you require additional room for those harder to execute positions.
Dan Pandora: Thanks for your input. As always, it has proven to be invaluable.
Jason Hartnell: Anytime, bro.
(Dan shakes his head and lets off a sigh, however he is hardly surprised by the response...)
Sales Attendant: (looking at Dan) Will you be trading in a vehicle with us today as well, sir?
Dan Pandora: Actually, no. As of right now, I don't have a set of wheels.
Jason Hartnell: (interjecting) That's a lie -- I know for a fact you have a bicycle in your garage. Don't blame me because you're too lazy to pump up the tires and strap on a cycle helmet.
Dan Pandora: Yeah, because that's the sort of wheels he's referring to. (turning to the sales attendant) My former mode of transportation was written off a few months ago.
Sales Attendant: Oh? A bad vehicle accident?
Dan Pandora: You could say that -- it was crushed after a bet went awry.
Sales Attendant: I'm sorry to hear that.
Jason Hartnell: No you're not. (turning to Dan) You're an ungrateful bastard, you know that? I promote you to Vice President as the incumbant to Dean Jacobs, and graciously take you out to buy a vehicle of your choosing to reflect your newfound status, and this is how you repay me? I knew I should have hired one of the other four applicants.
Dan Pandora: You didn't even interview anyone.
Jason Hartnell: I didn't?
Dan Pandora: Jesus, you really don't remember? You left them sitting in the hallway for close to four hours before they left of their own accord. You called me in first for an interview that culminated in two cases of Sapporo Reserves being consumed along with three bottles of Jamieson's Scotch whiskey. The only part I'm unsure of is how the Tootsie's Cabaret strippers got in there...
Jason Hartnell: (scratching his head) That's definitely a mystery.
Dan Pandora: Yeah, and the strobe light setup for that matter. DJ Whoo Kid even turned up and performed for close to an hour...
Jason Hartnell: You're kidding? I love that guy!
Dan Pandora: I know.
Jason Hartnell: I don't remember any of this, Dan.
Dan Pandora: That's because you're always too into the party to remember much of anything except how to get a woman's digits.
Jason Hartnell: Shit, I didn't did I?
Dan Pandora: You did. But then you gave them to me. Does that count?
Jason Hartnell: For the sake of my marriage, it better not.
(Dan and Jase share an awkward yet knowing look with each other, before the sales attendant butts in once again...)
Sales Attendant: So gentlemen, will we be bu-
Jason Hartnell: Would you show us some respect and shut up?
Sales Attendant: My apologies, sir.
Jason Hartnell: Your lips are still moving.
Sales Attendant: ..........
Dan Pandora: You've got a great way with people, Jase.
Jason Hartnell: I know -- that's why I've successfully made the transition from hottest professional wrestler on the planet to the greatest C.E.O any business has ever seen.
Dan Pandora: Uh, I thi-
Jason Hartnell: (turning to the sales attendant) Alright my good man, we'll take it.
Sales Attendant: Excellent. And how will you be paying today?
(With that, Harty pulls out a duffel bag bulging with cash from his footwell, tossing it out of the car at the startled sales attendant who catches it on reflex alone...)
Jason Hartnell: Cash.
Dan Pandora: What's wrong with using your black AMEX? I mean, seriously?
Jason Hartnell: Too time consuming, Dan. In case you've forgotten, we've got a flight to catch. It's showtime in a few hours.
Dan Pandora: (turning the key in the ignition) Hope you've given the local authorities the heads up...
(With that, Dan punches the gas aggressively as he puts the Landaulet in gear, the vehicle roaring off the showroom floor and onto NE 146 Street as the commentators for tonight's show take over...)
Matt Ford: Well everyone, as we've just seen, there's a new Vice President in town and his name is Dan Pandora!
Willy Williams: As always, Ford, you've successfully stated the blatantly obvious. Dan's been the real VP of Sunshine State Wrestling from the very outset and now it's just been made official.
Matt Ford: Folks, the final South Beach Sunday of 2011 is heading your way... NEXT!
(The scene fades to a commercial break advertising the pilot episode of Perception on TNT early next year...)
Matt Ford: We are coming to you LIVE from Panama City, Florida! Ladies and gentlemen, WELCOME TO SOUTH BEACH SUNDAY! I'm Matt Ford alongside Willy Williams as we prepare to close out 2011 with a bang tonight!
Willy Williams: Good evening everyone. Yes, Ford, that's right -- with the lineup we have in store for you tonight, expect plenty of fireworks!
Matt Ford: It all starts with the main event -- Design on Design as Jake Dirden, the former SSW Heavyweight Champion, squares off against Dominic Pure, the man who believes he is the true number one contender to that title.
Willy Williams: Personally I have my doubts as to whether or not these two will actually go at it or whether or not it'll be another Design ruse, but if they DO in fact trade blows -- it could be the biggest main event in South Beach Sunday history.
Matt Ford: We'll have tag team action coming your way as well folks as "The Virtuoso of Violence" Jamie Krenshaw makes his SSW in-ring debut tonight, partnering with Quinn Murphy to take on "Mr. Awesome" Carl Thompson and "Glamorous" Sebastian Galca!
Willy Williams: And that's a tough one to call in terms of a winner! It's hard to go against Thompson and Galca, but whenever you have opponents the quality of Jamie Krenshaw and Quinn Murphy in the opposing corner -- it does become a little possible.
Matt Ford: Also on tap tonight, the SSW Heavyweight Champion will be in action when "The Enforcer" Brent Kersh meets the Wizard of Ahhhhs in non-title action!
Willy Williams: The former mentor versus the former pupil! There's history here between these two and I'm looking forward to seeing a new take develop on their relationship.
Matt Ford: Alex Hayes, the man who starred in a dark match win against Tom Self two weeks ago, finds himself up against "The Natural" Pete Cormier who will be looking to put a stop to his losing streak tonight.
Willy Williams: Cormier does not want to become 0-4 tonight, especially when he's trying to lay claim to the vacant SSW Television Championship. The only option instead for him tonight? Win, and by any means necessary.
Matt Ford: Agreed. We'll also have "The Real Deal" Gary Mac on the show tonight as he squares off against Johnny Lukas. Mac felt he was shafted two weeks ago when he was disqualified despite being the one that was attacked by outside interference.
Willy Williams: Like the boy who cried "Wolf!", when Gary Mac really was attacked during his contest with Brent Kersh -- the official thought it was anything but the "real deal" and disqualified Mac. He'll be looking to register a win here tonight against Lukas, and quite frankly -- is expected to do so convincingly.
Matt Ford: And finally, what would a South Beach Sunday be without an appearance from Mayhem!
Willy Williams: How about a damn good one?
Matt Ford: OUCH. Well, in any event, he's here and he'll take on new signing "The Raging Fear" August Monday.
Willy Williams: There's a lot of hype about August Monday and from what I've seen, he can deliver. Let's just hope he sticks around long enough to make his mark on Sunshine State Wrestling.
Matt Ford: While we're on the subject of SSW Superstars, I've been informed by our stage director that Jason Hartnell has also made a special order tonight.
Willy Williams: What? Pepperoni and bacon?
Matt Ford: Very funny, Willy. Our esteemed President has learned that Scott Pandora has been released from the hospital, and word has it he is on his way here tonight. Jason Hartnell has given the order to ban §parrow from the arena in the interest of safety to other SSW superstars.
Willy Williams: What harm could he do, Ford? It's not like he's an intimidating figure anymore.
Matt Ford: From my understanding, President Hartnell has been in the business with §parrow long enough to know that when he's angry, he's dangerous. Sources say Daniel Pandora himself suggested the ban.
Willy Williams: Well, Dan hasn't exactly been making the smartest of choices lately, getting involved with Devan was a big blow to his stature.
Matt Ford: You don't think the man who grew up with Scott Pandora knows his brother? He knows him well enough to feel concern for the rest of the SSW roster and ban him. Not to mention §parrow's tweets on Twitter the past few days have indicated he's eager to get his hands on whoever assaulted him.
Willy Williams: Whoa, wait a second -- Scott Pandora has Twitter? I didn't know caves had internet.
Matt Ford: All of this action and more is heading your way in the next two hours folks! Don't go anywhere!
(The scene fades out...)
Matt Ford: Here we see The Design walking through the backstage area. Every one of them will be in active competition tonight.
Willy Williams: Matt, do you see Jake Dirden?
Matt Ford: Actually, I didn't. Haven't seen nor heard anything from him yet tonight.
Willy Williams: You don't think there is a little bit of descension in the group heading into this year's final South Beach Sunday do you?
Matt Ford: Well tonight's broadcast will feature Dominic Pure taking on Jake Dirden. Both men feel like they should be the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Title and I'm only seeing one man here.
(The scene cuts out...)
Fan: You're Alexander, right? And that's Barry.
Alex Hayes: Yeah, that's right. What do you want?
Fan: Just your autograph. That's all. I'm looking forward to your match against Pete Cormier. He calls himself a natural. I call him wasteful.
Alex Hayes: Now, I wouldn't go that far Sir. There are some redeeming qualities to the man.
Fan: Like what?
(Alex looks at Barry who shrugs his shoulders...)
Alex Hayes: Good point. Can I let you in on a little secret?
Fan: Oh yeah, absolutely anything Mr. Hayes.
Alex Hayes: Today, I ate a taco. Seconds later I was on the John and I shit out a talent less piece of shit.
Fan: Oh? That's funny.
(Alex smiles...)
Alex Hayes: The worst part of it all is it looked like Pete Cormier. See ya later kid.
(The fan started to laugh, and Alex walked into the arena with Barry, but was stopped by an interviewer. Barry looked towards Alex who bade him go to their locker room. Barry hurried his way over and turned to look at the well-dressed man wearing an Armani suit. His voice was gruff and low when he spoke...)
Jorge Morales: So, Alex, your debut match against Pete Cormier is tonight. Are you nervous?
(Alex looks at Jorge Morales with a look of discontent, and laughs...)
Alex Hayes: Yes, that is tonight and no I'm not concerned. Pete Cormier is just like myself, waiting for a way to make his name in the business. Yeah, he's held a title for thirty times, but that don't mean anything. What makes you great is how well you're remembered, and Pete, you're an easy one to forget.
Jorge Morales: Not concerned? Alex, he's one of the toughest men in the business. He's in great physical condition and about as mean as you can get. I'd be concerned.
Alex Hayes: Concerned of what, Jorge? Concerned for a thirty time loser? Why should I be concerned of a man who's done nothing but come close so many times to being dubbed one of the best? He's not my concern. What he should be concerned with is how I'm going to kick his tail up and down that ring. He's a man who's got nothing but muscle on the brain. I'm the man that's for the fans. These fans need someone who can look up to him, not a man who threw away a drug because he wanted to be bigger and tougher.
Jorge Morales: So, you're referring to the bottle of testosterone found by HGH a couple of weeks ago?
Alex Hayes: Yeah, that's the one. Pete, your balls are going to shrink if they've not already become the size of peanuts. I mean seriously, testosterone? That's about as lame as a one legged chicken. Tonight, I'm going to put everyone on notice in SSW. It's going to be one hell of a ride for you Mr. Cormier. I hope you've got that testosterone because you're going to need it.
Jorge Morales: Tell us, your soon to be fans want to know, what are you going to do to Pete Cormier?
Alex Hayes: What everyone else should've done to that pill-popping high getting loser since his return, is beat his ass. Once that dragon sleeper's on him there is no where he can go. He's going to have to tap out and submit to the will that is Alexander Hayes. You know why, Jorge? Because I'm better than you!
(He walks away leaving Jorge Morales standing there. Stopping halfway into the arena, he turns around and finds Jorge stunned. Looking at the camera, he smiles...)
Alex Hayes: Better believe it kids!
(The scene fades out...)
Gary Mac: Pleased to meet you, m'am.
Sophia Lane: Why have you arrived here on a horse?
Gary Mac: My horse is called Silver, can you ask me that again but don't say horse say Silver.
Sophia Lane: Okay, Gary Mac you arrive here tonight-
Gary Mac: Call me the Lone Ranger if you will, sweetheart. I'm trying to stay in character here.
(Sophia rolls her eyes for a second and then composes herself, telling herself she is a professional interviewer...)
Sophia Lane: Okay, Lone Ranger, you arrive here on the back of Silver. What brings you to SSW tonight?
Gary Mac: Better, Sophia. Much better. I'm here tonight in search of the man who stabbed me in the back and left me on a mountain top to die. Tonight I am back here to get Tonto.
Sophia Lane: There is no one called Tonto here tonight.
Gary Mac: You aren't helping me keep this character alive, screw it back to normal.
(A little annoyed by what was said Gary comes down from the horse and then slaps it on the back...)
Gary Mac: You can go now, I have an interview to do, ok Sophia let me get you up to speed with this, Tonto is Alexander Hayes.
Sophia Lane: Isn't that a little offensive towards him?
Gary Mac: I don't care about his feelings Sophia, I am here to wrestle and entertain but it is hard to when you continue mentioning my name and don't play along.
Sophia Lane: Tonight you face Johnny Lukas, which is the first match on the show.
Gary Mac: I'll tweet right after I beat Lukas and get someone to come drop of a bottle of alcohol for him, that will soften the blow for the kid. But I am a little annoyed that this is the first match on the show, I'm better than Hayes and Cormier combined but those two pathetic morons are higher up on the show than me. I am being victimized by Jason Hartnell and the SSW board, I'm tired of it, you wonder why people leave every week because this place holds you down.
Sophia Lane: How can you say that? Jason has given you a chance to shine you, even debuting you on live pay-per-view last month.
Gary Mac: You don't think I have had a rough time since I joined? Last week I defeated Brent Kersh. I defeated him, not the other way around, and this company screwed me royally and it was down to Jason Hartnell... no one else.
Sophia Lane: I would say last week was your own fault, you tried to outsmart the SSW board, they put something in place to prevent that.
Gary Mac: Do you know Sophia, enough with this stupid Lone Ranger costume I think tonight I need to take a new approach to SSW. I'm here alone tonight, no Johnny Legend who is out injured for six months. I guess once I defeat Lukas I will speak my mind to the whole of SSW.
Sophia Lane: Thank you for your time.
(Mac walks off and as he does so, he begins to take the costume off -- looking more focused than he was previously. The scene fades out...)
Jason Hartnell: Last night of the first season. A lot of things have changed around here since we first opened the doors.
Dan Pandora: (sighing) Too many bumps in the road, that's for sure.
(Hartnell takes a drink from his glass and after a brief pause, he nods his head...)
Jason Hartnell: Yeah, but every great journey is always taken on a road that dips, swerves, and has plenty of bumps. We've got a good thing here. The word is out.
Dan Pandora: Honestly, I'm not thinking about what we have going here as opposed to what's going on around here. Afterall, we have a big Main Event tonight.
(Hartnell gives a chuckle as he sets his drink down...)
Jason Hartnell: You're all about the work these days, huh? You're really taking your new job seriously.
Dan Pandora: During your absence, I realized exactly what this job entailed. Fun isn't part of the job, unless I'm doing it wrong.
Jason Hartnell: Every job should be fun -- that's why I drink. You have to love what you do otherwise what was the point of all those years up and down the road? Since you are having a hard time finding some fun, I'm going to create some for you. Now that you are my Vice President, your old job is open and we're going to need a new Senior Advisor.
Dan Pandora: I'll be sure to make note of fun come season two. (chuckling) After tonight, I'll get started on that long list of prospects for the new Senior Advisor.
Jason Hartnell: Actually, I had one in mind myself and I highly doubt it's someone who you would have put on the list.
(Hartnell scribbles something on a piece of paper and pushes it over towards Krunch, who looks down at the paper...)
Jason Hartnell: What do you think about him?
Dan Pandora: Uhhh. Are you sure you want to go this route? I mean, there are other people we can consider.
Jason Hartnell: Hey, I think this federation deserves one of the finest minds this game has ever known. I'm just throwing it out there. Personally, I think we can get him.
Dan Pandora: I'm not disagreeing that he has a fine mind. As your newly appointed Vice President, I'm just saying that perhaps you might want to think about this in comparison to other names and see how they stack up. We don't have to make the decision tonight. Actually, we shouldn't even be discussing him tonight. But that's my take on the matter.
(Hartnell nods...)
Jason Hartnell: Yeah, we'll talk about it over the break. We have to get through tonight first.
(He reaches up with his glass and they share another clink and both drink as the scene cuts out...)
Nicole Suárez: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening contest is scheduled for one fall!
(After a very brief moment of silence, "Hells Bells" by AC/DC blasts over the P.A. system and the crowd immediately breaks into boos. Mayhem explodes from behind the curtain and runs full tilt to the ring -- headbanging his head...)
Nicole Suárez: Introducing first... from Detroit, Michigan... weighing 250 pounds... MAYHEM!!!
(Nicole barely has a chance to finish her introduction before Mayhem hits the ring with a full head of steam, barely able to keep still as he moves around the ring -- awaiting the arrival of his opponent. A short time later, a vocal only softly sang line from the song endears the fans...)
"Despite all my rage I'm still just a rat in a..."
(Cue heavy riffs -- cue bursting from the backstage area as "Bullet with Butterfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkins hits the P.A. system...)
"...CAAAAAAAGGGGE!"
(Roars Billy as the Raging Fear bursts from the back and begins heading down to the ring as the chorus seems to repeat endlessly. One fist raised high above his head and a snide grin emerges beneath the grizzly beard adorning his weather beaten face. He rolls beneath the bottom rope and into the ring and steps onto the bottom rope and raises a fist again before removing his shades and head scarf, tossing it to ringside...)
Matt Ford: We're ready to get this one underway here. Both men look for a collar and elbow tie-up but Mayhem feints, instead doubling Monday over with a boot to the midsection and hammering away with clubbing right arms across his back. He grabs Monday by the back of his head and drags him over to a corner of the ring, slamming his face HARD into the turnbuckle!
Willy Williams: With "The Raging Fear" trapped in the corner, Mayhem unleashes a barrage of monstrous right hands to the face -- Monday shelling up to protect his head and face. Mayhem grabs hold of his left arm and Irish whips him into the corner... Monday staggers out... BIG CLOTHESLINE by Mayhem! Monday hits the canvas and, aware of his surroundings, quickly rolls under the bottom rope to the outside to regroup.
Matt Ford: Mayhem yells at the crowd who respond with further boos before exiting the ring himself. He catches up with Monday on the outside and connects another hard right hand that rocks him in his boots. Mayhem grabs Monday had with both hands and bounces him face-first off of our announce table!
Willy Williams: Mayhem is making all the plays here in the early going, and we're getting a close-up view of the action! Mayhem drags Monday back up to his feet and AGAIN smashes his face into the top of the announce table here! Monday is severely disorientated as he gets back up, Mayhem guiding him back into the ring via the bottom rope before following in after him.
Matt Ford: The action returns to the ring now as Mayhem grabs hold of Monday's ankles, elevating his legs up and delivering a vicious stomp right to the bread basket... and ANOTHER one! He measures Monday up before dropping a knee right on top of his face! "The Raging Fear" rolls away towards a corner of the ring, using the ring ropes to assist him in getting back up to his feet, Mayhem following closely after him.
Willy Williams: The pair meet in the corner and Mayhem Irish whips Monday... reversal... and Mayhem impacts with the turnbuckles in the opposing corner! Monday charges towards his opponent but Mayhem gets his right elbow up, catching "The Raging Fear" on his way in! Monday staggers backwards and as Mayhem runs at full speed out of the corner, he manages to get his right boot up! WHOA!
Matt Ford: Monday nails Mayhem flush in the face with his right boot, sending Mayhem down to the canvas! He wastes little time in going to work, mounting Mayhem and driving hard right hands into the side of his head! Monday stands up and drives his boot into Mayhem's midsection on two occasions, before going right back to delivering hard punches to his opponent's head.
Willy Williams: The tables appear to have turned here as Monday applies a modified crossface on Mayhem, the official making sure he's in position to check for a possible tap out. Mayhem reaches out with his right hand however and grabs hold of the bottom rope, forcing "The Raging Fear" to relinquish the hold.
Matt Ford: Both men get up to their feet and Mayhem attempts to fight back, connecting with a boot to the midsection... however Monday counters with a stinging right hand to the face. He wraps his left arm around Mayhem's head and twists around... executing a NECKBREAKER! Here's the cover now and hook of the leg!
Matt Ford: Mayhem kicks out at two!
Willy Williams: Monday immediately locks in a reverse chinlock on Mayhem, applying pressure to the head and neck area. Mayhem fights his way back up to his feet, lifting Monday off his feet with a reverse suplex, slamming him down to the canvas! Mayhem lifts Monday up to his feet who catches him by surprise, instead lifting Mayhem at the waist...... HUGE BACKBREAKER!
Matt Ford: Mayhem arches his back in pain as August Monday pushes his shoulders flat onto the cover, pinning him and hooking the leg!
Matt Ford: Once again, only a two count as Mayhem gets his right shoulder up off the canvas. Monday lifts him back up to his feet and lifts him into a fireman's carry! NO! COUNTER BY MAYHEM INTO A DDT! Great counter there!
Willy Williams: Both men get to their feet at the same time and Mayhem snaps around, levelling Monday with a clothesline! Monday gets back up... another clothesline by Mayhem! "The Raging Fear" gets up to his feet once again and looks for his own clothesline but Mayhem ducks... Monday rebounds off the ropes... POWERSLAM ON MONDAY!
Matt Ford: And it looks like Mayhem is signalling for the Leap of Doom!
Willy Williams: If he hits it, Matt, this one will likely be over!
Matt Ford: Mayhem's up to the top rope now... he measures Monday... THE LEAP OF DOOM!!! NO!!! MONDAY SPRUNG TO HIS FEET AND CAUGHT MAYHEM!
Willy Williams: OH SHIT!
Matt Ford: I HATE MONDAYS!!! AUGUST MONDAY DAMN NEAR PUT MAYHEM THROUGH THE CANVAS WITH I HATE MONDAYS!!! HERE'S A COVER AND HOOK OF THE LEG NOW!!!
Matt Ford: MONDAY WINS ON DEBUT!
Willy Williams: Wow, impressive!
Nicole Suárez: Here is your winner... "THE RAGING FEAR" AUGUST MONDAY!!!
Matt Ford: Well, he's started off on the right foot in Sunshine State Wrestling -- we'll have to wait until the New Year to see if August Monday can continue his momentum and turn this good start into a great career!
("Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkins once again sounds throughout the arena as the referee raises the hand of "The Raging Fear" August Monday, the crowd giving him a favorable ovation as the scene fades out...)
WINNER: "The Raging Fear" August Monday
(via pinfall)
SSW Security Guard: Sorry Scott, we can't let you in -- President Hartnell's orders.
Scott Pandora: What the hell? Why would Mr. Hartnell bar me from coming in? I just want to meet with him and discuss how we can find out who attacked me.
SSW Security Guard: I'm sorry, Scott. He told us under no circumstances were we to let you in.
(Scott Pandora eyes the security guard up and down, his grip on his crutches tightens enough that his knuckles become white. Jasper stands there confused to whats going on and why they're not letting him in...)
SSW Security Guard: Scott, please, I don't want to have to call in the other guys and hurt an already injured man. Please go.
Scott Pandora: Alright, I didn't come here to get confrontational, I came here to be civilized and have a sit down with Mr. Hartnell. Since for some reason he feels I pose a threat to tonight's proceedings, I'll have to call him instead.
(Scott Pandora signs something to Jasper who reacts by signing furiously. §parrow just nods and makes his way back to the car while Jasper still signs, obviously upset. They both get in the car. After a few minutes, it's obvious they're not leaving...)
Willy Williams: See? Harmless. He didn't even offer to put up a fight.
Matt Ford: Well that may be true, but as you can see, they haven't left yet. We'll keep an eye on them throughout the show and let you know if anything develops.
(The scene fades out...)
Matt Ford: That can only be one man! "The Disgrace" Pete Cormier!
Willy Williams: After what he did to Jorge Morales during the last South Beach Sunday, I'm surprised he is even here.
(Pete Cormier appears on the ramp and peers out over the crowd. He twists one of his arm bands and stretches his neck as he makes his way to the ring...)
Matt Ford: Nobody in that ring for him to pick on! Great... more stupid nonsense out of his mouth.
(Pete Cormier grabs the top rope and climbs his way into the ring. He walks to the opposite side and leans over the top rope to get a microphone from the ring announcer...)
Willy Williams: Wonder what he's going to blab about tonight, Ford?
Pete Cormier: Now I'm not out here to call the fans names or beat the crap out of weak ring announcers or interview personnel. I'll save that for another time. Two Thousand and Eleven is coming to an end and my first year as a member of Sunshine State Wrestling also. While it was a fantastic year in certain aspects, my goals were not accomplished. I came bursting into this federation with a head full of steam and an appetite for destruction. I was like a tent at a campsite on a windy day that needed to be grounded. I failed to see the truth of the matter and went on a tear, completely out of control. I thought this was the way I needed to be to win and achieve my goals, now that the end of year is here and I am back at square one, it's time to do it the right way.
Matt Ford: Pete, I beg to differ! You're not capable!
Willy Williams: Let the child with an attitude finish, Matt.
Pete Cormier: I can hear it now. Matt Ford and Willy Williams probably sitting over there in their little booth mocking me. Calling me Mr. Roidhead or saying I am nothing but a loose cannon with no brain. You guys are lucky you sit over there. Now come next year I will be ready for Season Two of South Beach Sunday and next year I promise myself, not you worthless people or anyone else, but myself, that I will acquire some Gold in this federation. I will become a champion in the SSW and the best place for me to start right now.. is with the Television Title.
Matt Ford: Pffff. Ha another joke!
Pete Cormier: Obviously the belt is now vacant and that is because Deavn Nox paid some referees in order for her to not lose. TO ME!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pete Cormier: Boo all you want but you know, Jason Hartnell knows, Devan Nox, and everyone else in this federation know that I was screwed. So with that saidnext year... in January... Mr. Hartnell you MUSSSTTT give me what is rightfully mine.
(Pete Cormier drops the microphone under one of the turnbuckles and climbs out of the ring as Hard To See blasts throughout the arena. Scene fades...)
Alex Hayes: You need to stay back here tonight, Barry.
Barry Hayes: Why, Alex?
Alex Hayes: You got beat up by that damned fool Gary Mac…don't you remember? That lowlife is a damn coward.
Barry Hayes: We were just playing.
Alex Hayes: That's what he told you. Listen, mom and dad are on vacation for a while.. probably on their way to London this very instant. They've charged me with the task of protecting you while they were away. Don't go disappointing me again. Stay back here and watch the show.
Barry Hayes: Alex, I want to be out there with you. You're going to need protection from this Pete Cormier.
Alex Hayes: Thanks bro, I know how smart you are, even with downs, but with that testosterone loaded loser even I can't be sure you'd be safe watching my back.
Barry Hayes: Al-
(The phone rings. Alex swears under his breath and looks at it...)
Alex Hayes: Holy shit, not now. Sorry, Barry. I got to take this.
(Barry hangs his head, and sits down on the nearest locker room bench. Alex raises his phone to his ear...)
Alex Hayes: Yeah, what is sweetheart?
???: Just called to check up on the two of you, I hope Barry doesn't get into trouble tonight.
Alex Hayes: What do you mean?
???: He isn't the man that I know.
Alex Hayes: Huh?
???: You know what I mean. I'll talk to you later. I've got to go, something's come up.
(A click is heard on the other end. Alex scratches his head and looks at Barry. Now he's more concerned then ever for his safety...)
Barry Hayes: Who was that?
Alex Hayes: Nobody... all I have to say is, watch your back and use what I've taught you.
Barry Hayes: ...
Alex Hayes: Trust me. Now, help me get ready.
(Barry makes his way over to the locker with Hayes's name on it and starts to get his stuff out of the locker. A worried look comes over his face as reality sinks in a little bit before the scene fades out...)
Matt Ford: We have more singles action for you next folks as Johnny Lukas -- who is fresh off a win over Victor Jace -- squares off against the man who is fresh off a controversial loss, Gary Mac.
Willy Williams: That loss of course was at the hands of our SSW Heavyweight Champion, "The Enforcer" Brent Kersh, which we've already discussed earlier in the broadcast. Regardless, this match is important for both individuals as they are young in terms of their SSW careers. Let's kick things over to Nicole.
Nicole Suárez: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
(At that point, the lights in the arena dim and fade as a single white light shines on stage. The opening to "Monster" by Kanye West plays slowly over the speakers...)
"I shoot the lights out..."
"Hide 'till it's bright out..."
"Woaaaah, just another lonely night..."
"Are you willing... to sacrifice your life?"
(A blue strobe flashes about the entrance area/stage, causing the crowd in attendance to stir in anticipation. The strobe settles in over the entrance. "Gossip, gossip," "Nigga just stop it." "Everybody knows," "I'M A MOTHERFUCKIN' MONSTER." The sound of a glass shattering echoes throughout the arena as we are thrust into darkness. Different shades of blue flash very dimly on stage as the slow opening to "Beautiful Lasers (2 Ways)" by Lupe Fiasco featuring MDMA starts. The blue lights on stage switch to above the ring and a white spotlight moves to center stage as the song gets into full force...)
"There's only two ways out of here..."
"You'll too late, you'll be trapped here forever..."
"There's only two ways out of here..."
"One's... Through the door... The other's..."
"Through me."
(Johnny Lukas emerges from the back to a chorus of boos from the hostile crowd. He responds by completely ignoring their jeers. He stares straight at the ring for a moment seeming to psyche himself up...)
Nicole Suárez: Introducing first... from Miami, Florida... weighing 231 pounds... JOHNNY LUKAS!!!
(Johnny nods and heads down the ramp. He leaps up onto the apron and paces back and forth for a moment, receiving more boos for taking so much time. He scoffs at the morons in attendance, who are unable to appreciate his greatness, then enters through the ropes. The ref inches towards him but a fake punch from the superior Lukas sends the ref scurrying away in a hurry. Johnny chuckles and awaits his opponent...)
(As the words begin to disappear off Sunshine Vision, the lights in the arena blackout -- leaving only a green spotlight searching throughout the arena, the fans beginning to boo. The spotlight goes faster and faster, the guitar rift can be heard, the spotlight gets even faster then the opening of "Getting Away With Murder" by Papa Roach begins to blare out and the spotlight stops on the entrance way. The lights stay out as the fans booing becomes louder...)
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What creates my own madness
And I'm addicted to your punishment
And you're the master
And I am waiting for disaster
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
It isn't possible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
(Gary Mac then walks out from the back with his black wrestling tights on with green lightning down each side. With the Words "The Real Deal" inscribed onto the back of it. The fans boo as Mac wears a black t-shirt with the words "Too Fucking Good" inscribed onto the front of it. Gary Mac smirks towards the fans and then begins to head towards the ring, walking past the fans and as he does he he spits on one while wiping his forehead and throwing the sweat onto the fans...)
Nicole Suárez: And his opponent... from San Antonio, Texas... weighing 227 pounds... "THE REAL DEAL" GARY MAC!!!
I drink my drink and I don't even want to
I think my thoughts when I don't even need to
I never look back cause I don't even want to
And I don't need to
Because I'm getting away with murder
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
Getting away with murder
It isn't possible
To never tell the truth
But the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Mac reaches the ring and he leaps up onto the ring apron. Gary turns around and poses for the fans, then he leaps over the top rope and lands on his feet. Mac then takes of his T-Shirt and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. Mac poses once more before throwing the T-Shirt into the crowd and then he jumps down and awaits the match at hand...)
Matt Ford: Well, it looks like we're ready to get proceedings underway in this one as the referee calls for the bell, both Mac and Lukas meeting with a collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring.
Willy Williams: It doesn't last very long however as Mac SHOVES Lukas off and right across the ring, the force taking the Miami native off of his feet.
Matt Ford: And "The Real Deal" doesn't allow him any reprieve either as he swarms Johnny Lukas now, pummelling him with vicious right hands that all go unanswered!
Willy Williams: Man, Gary Mac really came to prove a point here tonight! Lukas is in serious trouble already!
Matt Ford: No kidding as Mac stands him up now and elevates him onto the second rope... KNOCK OUT! That's Mac's patented flipping neckbreaker from the second rope!
Willy Williams: Lukas looks limp too, Ford! He's in REAL trouble here!
Matt Ford: This one's looking like a first round knockout as Mac hauls a groggy Johnny Lukas up to his feet... TOTAL DESTRUCTION!!!
Willy Williams: He got ALL of that one!
Matt Ford: Did he ever! Mac drops down and makes the cover, hooking the leg as the referee begins the count!
Matt Ford: It's over!
Willy Williams: First round K.O. alright!
Nicole Suárez: Here is your winner... "THE REAL DEAL" GARY MAC!!!
(Johnny Lukas is lying on the mat as Gary Mac stands up and looks down on him from above, he tilts his head to the left and then to the right. Reaching down he pulls up Johnny Lukas and elbows him in the face and then a knee to the midsection...)
Matt Ford: What is he doing here? Gary Mac has already won the match -- why is he continuing the assault?
Willy Williams: It looks like he is wanting to send a message to the entire SSW and Johnny Lukas seems to be his sacrifice.
(With Lukas on his knees Mac hoists him up and hits a power bomb before rolling it into a Boston crab...)
Willy Williams: Now he has Near Destruction locked in.
Matt Ford: Listen to the timekeeper continuing to ring the bell. The referee can't get Gary Mac off of Lukas either -- he has it locked in firmly.
Willy Williams: The referee is talking to Nicole Suárez right now. What can this mean?
(Gary Mac doesn't pay any attention to the referee as he applies more pressure to Johnny Lukas causing the fans to erupt in a chorus of boos all around the arena...)
Nicole Suárez: I have been informed by the referee that he has reversed his decision and the winner of this match via disqualification is Johnny Lukas!
Matt Ford: Listen to these fans! They are loving this right now.
Willy Williams: Once again the referee has screwed Gary Mac, and look -- Mac has released his hold and isn't happy one bit.
(After releasing the hold Mac stands up, reaches down and pulls Lukas up before throwing him through the middle rope the referee is standing there asking Mac to leave. In front of the crowd who are changing from cheers to jeers, Mac is in a full argument with the official. A smile appears on Gary Mac's face as he steps back and then from nowhere hits the Real Deal sending the official down to the mat. The crowd are now starting a "Gary Mac sucks" chant, Mac walks over towards the corner and asks for a microphone...)
Willy Williams: I think Nicole can thank her lucky stars that she isn't receiving a beat down here tonight.
Matt Ford: Hold on Willy he is going out of the ring and now has a steel chair in his hands as he slides back into the ring with the microphone.
(Gary sits the chair in the middle of the ring before sitting on it the look on his face tells everyone he isn't happy with what has happened. Raising the microphone to his mouth he prepares to speak...)
Gary Mac: Last week I was cowardly attacked by Alexander Hayes during my match with Brent Kersh, which resulted in myself getting disqualified for being attacked. Let us clear things up, sure me and Legend tried to screw Kersh over during the match, but if you people and the board and these incompetent officials can't see that Hayes attacking me wasn't part of my plan then you are all a bunch of morons.
(The crowd fills the Marina Civic Center with boos...)
Gary Mac: If last week wasn't bad enough to make me walk out of this company, this week sure as hell might just be the thing that pushes me over the edge. For the second match in a row I have been screwed over by the officals in SSW. Do I really deserve to be disqualified for adding a little insult to the injury Johnny Lukas deserved? Is this the route Sunshine State wants to go?
(The camera tracks "The Real Deal" across the ring...)
Gary Mac: Is this what the company want to showcase as their show? Where people get screwed and everything you do is just a waste of time? I am easily the best star this company has acquired, I am tired of everything that has happened, since I dismantled Rachel Cole and showed her up for being a lazy talentless whore. I have been royally screwed over by this company, so now I am going to screw you guys over. Do you want a television show to be proud of? Well I want Jason Hartnell or someone else in power to come down here reverse the decision and raise my hand as the winner.
(More boos flood forth from the crowd...)
Gary Mac: If you don't do that... then I will be sitting in this ring all night and no more matches will take place.
(With that said Mac throws down the microphone and a “Please Go Home” chant breaks out as Mac sits smiling and looking towards the entrance.)
Matt Ford: So Gary Mac is having a sit in protest in the middle of the ring?
Willy Williams: It looks very much like that, Matt. If Jason wants the show to continue he really should come out here, mostly everything he has said is true but I doubt he would have beat Kersh last week in any event anyway.
Matt Ford: The crowd are not enjoying this one bit, look at the ring it is filling up with trash, I think right now might be a good time to go for a commercial break.
Willy Williams: Maybe not. Look behind you, Gary.
(Alexander Hayes leaps the guard rail and slides into the ring on the blindside of Gary Mac, Hayes from behind kicks Gary on the back of the head sending him forward face first into the mat...)
Matt Ford: Alexander Hayes is here to stop this sit in protest, I think he got tired of hearing Gary Mac also.
Willy Williams: Once again Alexander Hayes with an unprovoked attack and from behind, he really can't fight Mac face to face.
(The fans are going wild as Hayes picks Mac up and whips him off the ropes before hitting a spinning backbreaker. Alex stands up poses for the fans and then turns his attention back to Gary as he climbs the turnbuckle he prepares for Ghost Dance but Mac rolls out of the ring...)
Willy Williams: Smart move by Gary Mac but it looks like this sit in is now over.
Matt Ford: I understand how he can be unhappy with recent turns of events but there was no need for him to do a sit in live on TNT.
(Mac begins walking backwards up the ramp looking towards Hayes who is pointing and motioning for him to get back in the ring, but Gary has none of it as he leaves ringside and heads backstage. The scene fades out...)
WINNER: Johnny Lukas
(via disqualification after reversed decision)
Matt Ford: There's the SSW Heavyweight Champion.
Willy Williams: Yea, well... he better hold tight to that belt Ford, because he's got two guys that are facing off against each other tonight that are just DYING to get their hands on that gold.
Matt Ford: Wait a second...
(As Kersh travels down the hallway, the fans in attendance recognize the presence of Dominic Pure who is leaning up against a wall chatting with an insignificant staff member. "The Enforcer" marches forward, immediately halting his movement and turning his head to give Pure a smiling glare. Pure notices the look and cuts him off.)
Dominic Pure: Keep smilin', Kersh! Your time is comin'.
Brent Kersh: That's what I hear. Actually, I've been hearing that for a long, long time.
(Kersh lets off a shrug.)
Brent Kersh: You gonna win tonight?
(Pure pulls himself off the wall, getting into the face of the SSW Champion.)
Dominic Pure: Trust in this Kersh. Regardless of who wins tonight... that championship belt won't be wrapped around your waist for long.
(Kersh accepts the confrontational words, turning his body to size up Pure.)
Brent Kersh: I like that confidence. I do. But just like everything else... it's easier said than done. Regardless of who wins tonight... just make sure there's enough left of the both of ya for me to defend my title against.
("The Enforcer" regains his grin before he slowly takes a step back and turns away from the could be Number One Contender.)
Dominic Pure: There'll be enough. I can promise you that!
(The scene fades as Pure intensely watches Kersh walk away...)
Alex Hayes: I understand that most of you don't know who I am. It's pretty obvious isn't it? I'm the most talented wrestler that SSW will ever see in its existence. I'm the man who'll lead SSW into a bright, bright future for years to come. Let me tell you a little bit about that okay?
(Alex finally makes his way to the ring and climbs in. The crowd now chanting for Hayes even louder then before. Looking at the stage he lifts the microphone again. The crowd continues to chant his name and he takes it all in. Pointing out to the fans, they all stand. He bows and they sit...)
Alex Hayes: What I mean by the most athletic superstar in SSW history is that I'm a man who's competed in the most prolific amateur wrestling events in the history of the sport. I'm also an educated man, graduating from Harvard with exceptional honors. I was at the top of my class, with an undefeated wrestling record. Now after many years of owning my own business, do I come to entertain you, the fans. Yes, I, Alexander Hayes has the need to show my dominance on the entire SSW roster. Soon, they'll all know what it's like to get into the ring with me. With introductions out of the way, let me talk about something here.
(Hayes continues...)
Alex Hayes: Gary Mac, just a few short weeks ago, you decided to attack a spectator's brother. Why did you do it Mac? Do you get off on pain? It's an obvious conclusion as you've tried to attack innocent bystanders. It's pretty pathetic that you have to stoop so low when all you had to do was confront me face to face. The only reason I attacked you, was to get your attention. I wanted to let you know that I meant business. I wasn't about to take your shit lying down. And now, you have to pay for all the damage you've done to my brother.
Alex Hayes: You've sent him to the hospital. I hope that you're proud of yourself Mac. You've injured and possibly paralyzed someone who couldn't defend himself. The only thing decent I could do, was attack you from behind. Many of these fans out here are sick and tired of all your bullshit Gary. Be a man, confront me. I knew what I was doing when I stayed in the back. That was the wise thing to do, or at least, I thought it was. What you did to me Mac, was not only cowardice, but, foolish. Sending Johnny Legend out to attack me from behind, and drag my carcass to the ring was a mistake. You thought that I was knocked out cold Gary. You were wrong. In fact, I believe I was the one who came out on top. Knocking you out with the Side Effect was as easy as cake. I could've take out Johnny Legend to, but that would be too easy. Your little goon was frightened of me. I could see it in his eyes.
(He falls silent and the crowd starts to chant, 'Lets go Hayes' once again to a thunderous roar. He basked in the glory and smiled...)
Alex Hayes: I hope your watching this in the back Gary. You and I will soon meet, and once we do, it's all over for you. You'll hear the sound of your breaking bones in my grasp, and like a light, you'll be out. It's just a matter of time Gary. Soon, one day soon, our little feud will come to an end. I'm going to be the one to come out on top. I hope you've brought some decent back up this time, because I'm challenging you to a match. It's your choice man. Tell me, what's your poison going to be? Make it count and make it good. Let me leave you with a few parting words my friend, remember, I am Alexander Hayes, and I'm that much better then you!
(The scene fades out...)
Carl Thompson: Well hello there.
(She seems unimpressed at his initial greeting. He extends a hand to shake hers, but she seems reluctant...)
Carl Thompson: I'm Carl-
Sasha Cantacuzino: Thompson, yes I know this.
Carl Thompson: Then you must also know that I'm Mr. Awesome, holder of two titles here in the SSW.
(Sasha stares at him blankly, as if she's hoping he'll get to the point...)
Carl Thompson: Uhm, uhh... I'm undefeated, did I mention that? And I've defended my Awesome Championship more times than any other title holder has defended their title. I don't include Devan Nox because she's a dirty tramp and a cheater.
(Though it appears Sasha agrees with part of his last statement she still seems rather bored. She even sighs, which causes Carl to frown. He then takes his shirt off revealing his impressive physique...)
Carl Thompson: Eh? Eh?
Sasha Cantacuzino: Mr. Thompson, are you trying to impress me?
Carl Thompson: Would it impress you more if I say yes or no?
(She shakes off his last statement...)
Sasha Cantacuzino: You should know that I am here with Mr. Galca. You are indeed impressive, Mr. Thompson, but Sebastian is Glamorous. He is the model of what a man should be, he is the pinnacle of perfection. He is also the greatest wrestler in the world. I am with him and cannot be seduced by the likes of you.
Carl Thompson: Oh... I see...
(They stand there in silence for a few seconds, then Sasha turns to brush him off. Carl just smirks at her...)
Carl Thompson: Did you know that I'm the only person in the world who has ever defeated him?
(Suddenly Sasha stops. Intrigued she turns to face him, sashaying her way closer to him...)
Sasha Cantacuzino: You did this?
(As it appears she's more interested in him now, Carl pulls the South American Championship out of his suitcase...)
Carl Thompson: For this belt, actually. Nobody else could do it.
(Sasha smiles at Carl, inspecting the belt closely and stroking it gently...)
Sasha Cantacuzino: It would take a very powerful man to defeat Sebastian Galca. How did you pull off such a feat?
Carl Thompson: Well, I am Mr. Awesome after all. If anyone can defeat him it's me.
(Clearly impressed, yet still professional, Sasha backs away from Carl though she continues to smile warmly at him...)
Sasha Cantacuzino: Sebastian invited me here, I am with him, but I will be keeping an eye on you, Mr. Thompson.
(Carl smiles and she turns and slowly walks out of view. Carl slowly cocks his head as she leaves, his eyes fixed on her posterior...)
Carl Thompson: And I'll be watching you.
Willy Williams: Welcome back everyone.
Matt Ford: Coming up next, we have the television debut of Alex Hayes -- the man also known as "The Native American All-American".
Willy Williams: That's quite a mouthful.
Matt Ford: It certainly is. Hayes was victorious in a non-televised match two weeks ago against Tom Self, where he picked up a convincing victory. But the competition takes a dramatic step upwards tonight as the Cambridge native takes on "The Natural" Pete Cormier.
Willy Williams: You know, every time I hear that monicker of his I can't help but laugh. I don't know who Pete's trying to convince more -- himself or each and every one of us.
Matt Ford: Well, until he's proven to be "unnatural", he can call himself whatever he wants.
Willy Williams: He should just call himself "The Dope", Ford. It's what he uses and it's what he is.
Matt Ford: Offensive much? Seriously, how you got this gig in SSW I'll never know.
Willy Williams: That's funny, Ford, because I was wondering the exact same thing about you.
Nicole Suárez: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!
(At that precise moment, "Good Suits & Fightin' Boots" hits the P.A. system. A few seconds span before Alexander Hayes walks out from behind the curtain, performing a few squats as pyrotechnics rain down from behind him...)
Nicole Suárez: Introducing first... from Cambridge, Massachusetts... weighing 225 pounds... "THE NATIVE AMERICAN ALL-AMERICAN" ALEX HAYES!!!
(Pointing out to the crowd, Hayes runs down to the ring. Another set of pyro follows him as he runs down the ring. Sliding in, he jumps up and points up in the air. There are a few moments of silence once his music has faded out before "Hard To See" by Five Finger Death Punch hits the P.A. system. Pete Cormier steps out of the entrance way -- stopping on the steel platform and looking out to the crowd...)
Nicole Suárez: And his opponent... from Lake Hopatcong, New Jersey... weighing 275 pounds... "THE NATURAL" PETE CORMIER!!!
(Cormier begins to gingerly walk towards the ring, continuing to look at the entire crowd without blinking an eye, twisting his wristbands as he goes. Cormier walks straight into the ring while looking at the crowd, people wondering if they'll get a handshake or a high five. Cormier walks up the steps and climbs between the ropes into the ring, awaiting the sound of the bell...)
Matt Ford: This one's already underway now as the pair lock up with a collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring, jostling back and forth for a few brief moments before Hayes transitions into a side headlock.
Willy Williams: Cormier drives Hayes back against the ropes and then into a corner of the ring, putting an open hand into his face as he tries to shove him away -- the pair becoming completely entangled before the referee steps in to separate the pair.
Matt Ford: As he does so, Hayes shoves Cormier hard in the chest -- sending him several steps backwards. Cormier locks eyes with the Native American All-American before nailing him with a hard right hand to the face that knocks Hayes down to the canvas!
Willy Williams: Alex Hayes is quickly up to his feet, only Cormier grabs a handful of his hair and escorts him over to a nearby ring corner, slamming him face-first into the top turnbuckle!
Matt Ford: Cormier immediately follows it up with a European uppercut that rocks Hayes in the corner! And another! Three of a kind! Hayes slumps down against the turnbuckles and the self-proclaimed "Natural" goes right to work, stomping away repeatedly on his opponent's chest area!
Willy Williams: Pete measures Alex now and rakes his boot across his face, causing Hayes to grab at it in pain. He doesn't have long to do so however as Cormier stands Hayes up on his knees, opening up his chest area before landing a clubbing downward blow to the sternum!
Matt Ford: Cormier seems to have the early momentum here as he stands Hayes up now, running him towards another ring corner... but Hayes gets his boot up on the ropes -- halting the momentum before impact! Back elbow to the midsection of Cormier now by Hayes!
Willy Williams: Hayes spins around now and grabs Cormier's head with both hands, driving a knee up into the face of his opponent! Big right hand by Hayes! Another driving knee to the face! And yet another that forces Pete Cormier back into a corner of the ring!
Matt Ford: And now it's Alex Hayes who has the momentum on his side as he repeatedly stomps away at his opponent's midsection until he slumps down in the corner. Hayes now drives his knee into Cormier's face on more the one occasion before the official steps in to pull him back.
Willy Williams: As Hayes backs away, he runs right at Pete Cormier -- connecting with a RUNNING KNEE TO THE FACE THAT FLATTENS HIM OUT ON THE CANVAS!
Matt Ford: Hayes hauls Cormier up to his feet now and Irish whips him into the opposing ring corner, running in after him... but Cormier explodes out of the blocks with a scintillating clothesline!
Willy Williams: Alex Hayes is back up to his feet now as Cormier again puts him right back down with another clothesline! Hayes again gets to his feet and looks for a clothesline of his own... Cormier ducks underneath it... Hayes hits the ropes... AND Cormier POWERSLAMS HIM INTO THE CANVAS!
Matt Ford: And "The Natural" is looking like he's poising himself to deliver Wisdom! If he does, this match will be over!
Willy Williams: Cormier patiently waits behind Hayes now who finds his way up to his feet, turning around to be met with a boot to the midsection... WISDOM! NO! HAYES COUNTERS IT INTO A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX, BRIDGING FOR THE PIN!
Willy Williams: Cormier kicks out at two!
Matt Ford: As both men get to their feet, Hayes doubles Cormier over with a boot to the midsection before executing a snapmare takedown. Hayes hits the ropes now... and elevates into the air, driving the point of his knee into the face of Pete Cormier! Another pinfall attempt here by Alex Hayes!
Matt Ford: Barely a two count on that occasion as Cormier kicks out with plenty of time to spare.
Willy Williams: Hayes drags Cormier up to his feet and hooks him by the top of his trunks, executing a snap suplex! As a groggy Cormier sits up, Hayes locks on a reverse chinlock, further wearing down his opponent.
Matt Ford: Cormier's struggling on the canvas here as Hayes wisely allows him no reprieve, keeping the hold locked in. After stirring for a few moments, "The Natural" begins to fight his way up to his feet -- albeit his legs like jelly.
Willy Williams: Pete Cormier digs deep as he maneuvers to one side in the hold, allowing him to connect with a hard right hand to the midsection before following it up with a stiff headbutt to the face of Alex Hayes -- causing him to relinquish the hold.
Matt Ford: Cormier backs Hayes against the ropes and attempts an Irish whip... reversal by Hayes... Cormier hits the ropes... BIG KNEE BURIED INTO CORMIER'S MIDSECTION BY HAYES!
Willy Williams: And again, Hayes looks to end this one right here right now with a pinfall attempt, hooking the outside leg!
Willy Williams: Cormier once again kicks out at two!
Matt Ford: Great resilency by "The Natural", but you know kicking out of all these pinfall attempts have to be taking their toll on him. HE wisely rolls over to the ropes and under the bottom strand, seeking to regroup on the outside.
Willy Williams: It doesn't look like he's going to get much of an opportunity though as Hayes steps out onto the ring apron now... DIVING CLOTHESLINE OFF OF IT THAT PUTS CORMIER DOWN ON THE OUTSIDE!
Matt Ford: Hayes drags Cormier up to his feet now and nails him with a series of hard right hands to the face before grabbing a handful of his hair and a handful of his trunks, tossing "The Natural" under the bottom rope and back into the ring.
Willy Williams: The Native American All-American follows close behind and immediately drops down to make a cover, hooking the outside leg as the referee puts himself in a position to make the count.
Willy Williams: And again, Cormier continues to fight by kicking out. But does he have enough to fight his way back into this match? He's just barely surviving in this juncture.
Matt Ford: Alex Hayes stands "The Natural" back up to his feet, setting him up for a snap suplex... COUNTERED INTO A SMALL PACKAGE BY PETE CORMIER!
Matt Ford: Hayes kicks out in time!
Willy Williams: Both men are back up to their feet now... and Hayes levels Cormier with a strong clothesline! Lateral press cover by Hayes now!
Willy Williams: Cormier answers before the count of three yet again!
Matt Ford: Hayes continues to stay on Cormier, yanking "The Natural" up to his feet before executing a snapmare takeover. The Native American All-American follows it up with a leglock grapevine around Cormier's neck, applying pressure to the carotid arteries in the hope of making his opponent submit.
Willy Williams: And I'm sure Alex Hayes would love to end it this way by making Cormier either submit or pass out. He's fighting it as best he can and look at this now! Cormier pries Hayes' legs apart to break the hold! Pure steroid strength there by "The Unnatural"!
Matt Ford: Now it's Cormier who is taking the fight to Alex Hayes, mounting him and unleashing a series of brutal right hands to the skull as the Native American All-American does he best to cover up and shield himself from the blows!
Willy Williams: Cormier drags Hayes back up to a vertical base now and backs him into the nearest ring corner before attempting an Irish whip... reversal by Hayes... and Cormier impacts with the opposing corner turnbuckles!
Matt Ford: Hayes looking to follow it up now as he charges in... AND CONNECTS WITH A RAISED KNEE TO THE JAW OF PETE CORMIER! And once again, Cormier is stunned and in trouble.
Willy Williams: Alex Hayes wraps his arms around Cormier's head now and runs him out of the corner, looking to hit a bulldog... Cormier slams on the brakes and stops him cold... BIG TIME BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX BY CORMIER!
Matt Ford: Hayes landed right on his head there as Cormier crawls in desperation over to Hayes, draping himself across the Native American All-American and slowly hauling back the outside leg!
Matt Ford: Hayes kicks out!
Willy Williams: But was that pure desperation by Cormier? Does he have anything left? Or was that the last gasp of "The Unnatural" tonight?
Matt Ford: Both men are back up to their feet again now as Cormier waits on Hayes before setting him up for another belly to back suplex... Hayes flips out the back and lands on his feet... forearm shot to the kidney by the Native American All-American!
Willy Williams: Alex Hayes hits the ropes now... BULLDOG ON CORMIER! He buried his opponent's face right into the canvas there as he follows it up with an unorthodox double leg sitdown cover!
Willy Williams: And instinctively, Cormier able to kick out after another near fall!
Matt Ford: Hayes drags Cormier back up to his feet once more and nails him with several right hands to the face, backing him against the ropes before Irish whipping him across the ring... ONLY FOR CORMIER TO CONNECT WITH A FLYING FOREARM SMASH TO THE FACE!
Willy Williams: One of "The Natural's" signature moves right there! And this could do it now as Cormier makes a lateral press cover!
Willy Williams: Hayes just got the shoulder up! So close right there!
Matt Ford: Wow! The Native American All-American looks for a breather now as he rolls under the bottom rope and sits on the ring apron, only for Pete Cormier to reach over the top strand and drag him up to his feet by the hair... HAYES HANGS CORMIER ACROSS THE TOP ROPE!
Willy Williams: Great move there by Alex Hayes as he basically baited Cormier over. He wastes little time now in climbing to the top rope... AND AGAIN CATCHES CORMIER WITH A CLOTHESLINE, THIS TIME OFF THE TOP ROPE!
Matt Ford: Pete Cormier is down but is he out?! Cover right here and a hook of the inside leg by Alexander Hayes!
Matt Ford: Again, Pete Cormier keeps this one alive by kicking out before three!
Willy Williams: Hayes sits up, drawing in some deep breaths before standing up and heading over to a corner of the ring. He props himself up on the second rope, taking another moment to draw in some oxygen, before standing upright... Cormier cuts him off with a right hand!
Matt Ford: Those right hands sit Alex Hayes down on the top turnbuckle as Cormier climbs up to the second rope now, setting him up for what looks like a superplex off the top rope. This could prove to be a game changer right here!
Willy Williams: No doubt about it, Ford! Cormier's got him up and... CONNECTS WITH A SUPERPLEX RIGHT OFF THE TOP! He floats over for a lateral press cover now!
Willy Williams: NO! Hayes just manages to kick out at the last possible second.
Matt Ford: Cormier thought he had it right there. Quite frankly, so did I! Both men get back up to their feet now as Hayes swings wildly with a right hand that Cormier ducks underneath of... look out! WISDOM! CORMIER JUST PLANTED HAYES WITH WISDOM!
Willy Williams: Hayes is out!
Matt Ford: There's a cover and hook of the outside leg now by "The Natural"!
Matt Ford: And that'll do it! Pete Cormier picks up the victory!
Willy Williams: And a much needed one at that too, Ford. He wants a shot at the vacant Television Championship and anything less than a win here tonight would have likely put him out of the running for it.
Nicole Suárez: Here is your winner... "THE NATURAL" PETE CORMIER!!!
("Hard To See" by Five Finger Death Punch once again sounds throughout the Marina Civic Center as the referee raises the hand of Pete Cormier, the crowd showering him with boos as Alex Hayes can be seen to be rolling out of the ring in the background of the shot. Suddenly Cormier's music is cut as the thunderous electric guitar riffs of Disturbed's "Indestructible" blast over the P.A. system, causing the crowd to erupt with a phenomenal ovation. Moments later, the SSW President steps out of the entrance way clutching a yellow manila folder in his hand...)
Matt Ford: President Hartnell! This is it, Willy! The question is -- what's in the folder? Pete Cormier's drug test result or a Television Title shot?
Willy Williams: I guarantee you it's the former, Ford!
(Jason Hartnell makes his way towards the ring as Alex Hayes exits the ringside area. Pete Cormier is standing there with both his hands clenched tightly on the top rope, awaiting the arrival of his boss to the squared circle...)
Matt Ford: This is the end of "The Natural"!
(Mr. Hartnell climbs inside the ring, taking a microphone passed from one of the crew members between the ropes, before slowly opening the manila folder. After glancing over it, he begins to address the sold-out crowd...)
Jason Hartnell: What I hold here in my hand are the results to Pete Cormier's drug test after a urine sample was obtained at Halloween Hostility. There's a lot medical jargon in here, but ultimately there's only one field here that matters. And that is, Pete Cormier, you have tested positive for the use of testosterone.
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Jason Hartnell: Over the past few months, you've had plenty of help thrown at your feet, from doctors to psychologists, and you've sabotaged the efforts of each and every one of them.
Pete Cormier: You don't understand! You're making a huge mistake! Yes, I may be guilty of using testosterone but you or anyone else has no idea why, and quite frankly it is none of your business. You couldn't just keep your head out of my business and worry about your god damn kid instead or Devan Nox. You had to bother me!
Matt Ford: Pete Cormier has been found guilty of using anabolic steroids! He is finished! He just admitted he used testosterone!
Willy Williams: What is President Hartnell going to say? This can't be good for Cormier. He brought this all on himself, Matt!
Jason Hartnell: Now, I realize you've been wanting a shot at the Television Title. But understand this, Pete. After the controversy surrounding the last individual to hold that championship belt, I'm not taking any chances again. Unfortunately for you, you've simply become too much of a public liability and a walking workplace hazard. And seeing as how you've made it clear you won't seek help, you've left me with no other option. Effective immediately, you are hereby released from your contract with Sunshine State Wrestling.
Matt Ford: Holy Schnikes! He did it! Pete Cormier has been finally fired by the boss of SSW! Na, na, na, na... hey, hey, hey...
Willy Williams: GOODBYE!
Crowd: YEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Pete Cormier: If this is how it has to end then so be it. There is more to this story than you will never know and this is a huge mistake on your part Jason. You do not understand the truth of the matter and you haven't ever cared to find the truth. All you cared about this whole time is getting the short facts so you can continue to be label me a monster. You wanted to see what was going through my blood and muscles, but never thought to look anywhere else. You'll pay for this.
(Pete Cormier climbs out of the ring and begins walking up the ramp to the backstage area. Fans are littering Cormier with trash, pegging him in the head with soda drinks and half eaten hot dogs as President Hartnell watches on from the ring. The scene fades out...)
WINNER: "The Natural" Pete Cormier
(via pinfall)
Sophia Lane: Ladies and gentlemen, standing beside me right now is a man who needs no introduction. Still, as it is my job to introduce people, a job I am...
(Sophia looks off-screen slightly pissed off. From off-screen we hear someone command "Read it!" Sophia sighs, shakes her head and continues.)
Sophia Lane: A job I am bad at and unqualified for, unless the...
(Sophia stops, uncertain. Off-camera again -- "Reeaad it"...)
Sophia Lane: Unless the silicon disasters attached to my wretched torso count as qualifications and, really, I've seen better tit-jobs on Medical Malpractice reports on 60 Minutes...
(Sophia sighs again, becoming visibly upset as she continues to read the note at the utterance of an unseen man just off to her left...)
Sophia Lane: I mean, who did I pay for this? That transsexual "doctor" who injects concrete into her client's asses? But I digress. The man to my left is, as British megastars Oasis once said, a "champagne supernova in the sky". If God named his penis, he would name it after this man. It is my dream to one day... I can't.
(Sophia turns and shakes her head, begging for this to end. The off-screen voice again implores "Finish the bloody note!"...)
Sophia Lane: It is my dream to one day sleep with this man but I know this dream will go forever unfulfilled, as this man is a Virtuoso and I am but a piece of dog droppings he avoids stepping on in the street. I am... (sighs, almost crying) uglier than a bucket full of smashed pies and I probably have... (whimpers) I probably have AIDS.
(At this Sophia breaks down crying. A hand reaches out and taps her gently on the shoulder. Stepping into view is the owner of that hand and the man whose been commanding her to read the note...)
Jamie Krenshaw: There, there, Sophia. You really shouldn't be so hard on yourself.
(Krenshaw grins and then turns toward the camera. The live crowd boo loudly at the "Virtuoso's" appearance...)
Jamie Krenshaw: In case you hadn't put two and two together, that gloriously written introduction, mishandled though it was by a certain "interviewer"...
(Jamie casts an accusing eye at Sophia before looking back to camera...)
Jamie Krenshaw: Was for none another than me, the "Virtuoso of Violence", the "People's President" Jamie Krenshaw. Why am I gracing your screens right now? I just had a couple of things to say. Tonight belongs to The Design, so why not keep that theme going early?
(Krenshaw grins...)
Jamie Krenshaw: After six long months of being ignored, tonight, I get what I deserve. I hold in my pretty little hand a contract that I was handed two weeks ago.
(Jame holds up the contract, which is attached to a clipboard...)
Jamie Krenshaw: Tonight, if all goes right, I will sign this contract in the middle of that ring, surrounded by fanfare, a red carpet, balloons... and Jason Hartnell.
(Jamie's gaze intensifies...)
Jamie Krenshaw: That's right, Jason. If you want me to join your company, if you REALLY want me here, I want you to come and meet me in the ring and watch as I sign the contract that's going to propel this federation into the stratosphere. And after that? Sebastian Galca, Mr. Awesome...
(A wry smile appears on Krenshaw's face...)
Jamie Krenshaw: Look at me, right now. See this face? This is your future disappointment staring you right in the eye. Up until now you guys have been the big fish in a small pond. Well, mates, when I sign the dotted line on my SSW contract, your little pond turns toxic and you will float to the surface belly up and still. Incase you couldn't tell from my speech last show, I am a game-changer and Sebastian Galca, "Mr. Awesome", for you two, the game is up.
(With that, Krenshaw turns to Sophia, offers a condascendingly beaming grin and walks out of frame...)
Willy Williams: Woah! Jamie Krenshaw with some words of warning for Galca and Thompson!
Matt Ford: And a vile humiliation of Sophia Lane. Who the hell does he think he is?
Willy Williams: He's "The Virtuoso of Violence", Matt! And tonight he officially signs with SSW! This is going to be HUGE!
Matt Ford: Well, tonight he and Quinn Murphy take on Sebastian Galca and Carl Thompson in Tag Team action. Can one ring hold all those egos?
Willy Williams: Someone's getting their pride dented tonight. What a match it will be!
(The scene fades out...)
Brent Kersh: What's up, Jake?
(Dirden snarls...)
Jake Dirden: What do you want Kersh?
Brent Kersh: I just wanted to tell you... good luck in your contest tonight.
Jake Dirden: You're loving this aren't ya Brent? You think there's some sort of hope you're gonna make it out on the other side of this unscathed? Pure will break you... and I'm getting MY championship back.
Brent Kersh: What? No! No, you've got that all wrong Dirden. I've already said I'd take ya on both on. And you can bet the farm on this... when I am scheduled to defend my title, whether it be you or Pure... THIS champion will definitely show up! I'll see ya soon Jake!
(Kersh turns from Dirden and begins to walk away...)
Jake Dirden: That's precisely what I plan on.
(DirdEY smirks as the scene fades...)
