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Post by Hollywood on Jun 22, 2008 0:49:06 GMT -6
"Thunderkiss 65" by White Zombie plays as a montage of the city nightlife in Dallas/Fort Worth is shown. Highlights of various SNW wrestlers taking part in the city is part of the video package. After the intro, the shot opens inside The Lizard Lounge in Dallas, TX. Girls are dancing, guys are going crazy for SNW, and the club lights are going crazy as the shot switches over to the DJ booth, where Mark Followill and Jason Martel are standing by with the club DJ, who's going to be playing the wrestlers' theme songs during entrances.
Mark Followill: Welcome to Guys' Night Out, live from the Lizard Lounge in Dallas, TX! Thank you for watching us here on FX! I'm Mark Followill, along with Jason Martel. And tonight we have a packed line up!
Jason Martel: That's right, Mark! We have three first round matches in the tag team title tournament; we have a grudge match pitting Soul Reaper against Emo Kid; and the big one, the SNW Texas Championship goes on the line as Hellspawn defends against Wench. No doubt, the biggest match in Wench's career, and I'm going to say it right now! Wench and Matt Margera are through! They are over! I don't even think there will be a match tonight because I think Wench will realize that a happy family is more important than getting brutalized for a championship belt.
Mark Followill: I think you're wrong, Jason!
Jason Martel: Why?! Did you not hear Matt Margera's voice on the tape player?!
Mark Followill: I heard the tape recording, but you have to remember that Hellspawn and Gordon Heath are two of the greatest minds in all of professional wrestling and are pretty clever when they want to create chaos, pardon the pun.
"To Kill A Stranger" blasts over the PA, and the crowd boos in unison as Venom and Hannah come out from behind the curtain and walk down the makeshift aisle to the ring.
Mark Followill: And we're kicking off Guys' Night Out with a first round match up in the tag team title tournament!
Monica Deluca: The following contest is a first round match in the SNW Tag Team Championship Tournament. Introducing first, representing Chaos, the team of Venom and Hannah!
Venom and Hannah climb into the ring as the resounding boos keep raining down. "Unpredictable" blasts through the speakers, and the crowd cheers wildly as Stank Lovve and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor walk down to the ring.
Monica Deluca: Their opponents for this match, Stank Lovve and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor!
Mark Followill: And fans, we can assure you that is really Stank Lovve that you see there, and not some spare off the street that was dressed up to look like him by another organization because they just have to have the last word, by golly!
Stank and Taylor step into the ring, and immediately Venom and Hannah ambush them, stomping away at them as referee Danny Travers calls for the bell to start the match. Stank and Taylorl shoot up and both deliver knees to the midsection of Venom and Hannah. They both toss their opponents into the ropes. Stank delivers a big boot, knocking Venom down, while Taylor nails Hannah with a Samoan Drop. Stank grabs Venom by the head, and Taylor grabs Hannah by the head. Stank and Taylor bang Venom's and Hannah's heads together, giving them a double noggin knocker. Hannah staggers around and falls down, then rolls to the outside. Venom staggers around, but Taylor and Stank catch him and give him a double hip toss. The ref instructs Stank and Taylor that one of them needs to get to their corner, so Taylor goes to the corner as Stank stomps away at Venom, followed by an elbow drop. Hannah shakes the cobwebs and gets onto the apron in her team's corner.
Mark Followill: Venom and Hannah off to a rough start.
Jason Martel: Every great team has their struggles. They'll make it through it.
Mark Followill: You sure do suck up to Chaos a lot.
Stank picks Venom up and brings him in the corner, following up with a series of stiff knife edge chops, the crowd shouting "WOOOOOOOOOOOO!" with every chop. Stank makes a tag to Taylor. Stank and Taylor both irish whip Venom into the ropes. Venom off the ropes, and Stank and Taylor throw him up in the air and he crashes down facefirst.
Mark Followill: Double flapjack by Stank Lovve and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor. Now Taylor with a cover. ONE... TWO... and Venom kicks out.
Jason Martel: Why was the ref counting that pin after the blatant illegal double teaming by Stank Lovve and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor?!
Mark Followill: Stank got out before the count of five.
Taylor picks Venom up and goes for a reverse suplex, but Venom lands on his feet behind Taylor and nails him with a German suplex and bridges for a pin. ONE... TWO... Taylor kicks out. Taylor back up, but Venom takes him right back down with a stiff lariat, to which the crowd shouts "OOOOOOOOHHHHHH!" Venom with a tag in to Hannah. Venom grabs Taylor's left leg, and Hannah grabs Taylor's right leg, and together they wishbone him. Taylor holds onto his groin and screams in pain.
Jason Martel: I told you that Hannah and Venom would get it together.
Mark Followill: Let's see if they can keep this up.
Hannah stomps away at Taylor, then rakes his eyes with her left foot, drawing a warning from referee Danny Travers. Hannah runs and bounces off the ropes and goes for a senton, but Taylor gets his knees up. Hannah crashes backfirst onto Taylor's knees and holds her back, wincing in pain. Taylor back up and he goes to pick up Hannah, but she gouges his eyes. Hannah with a tag to Venom. They kick Taylor in the midsection and nail him with a double DDT. Venom with a cover. ONE... TWO... Taylor kicks out. Venom picks Taylor and whips him into the ropes. Taylor off the ropes and Venom hits a release overhead belly to belly suplex. Venom picks Taylor back up and nails him with a double arm backbreaker. Venom then goes to lock in a camel clutch. The ref checks on Taylor to see if he submits, but Taylor refuses to submit. Venom keeps the camel clutch locked in, but Taylor begins to slowly make it to his feet as the crowd cheers him on. Taylor is back up, but Venom holds onto the clutch, riding Taylor piggyback style. Taylor runs backward, sending crushing Venom into the corner, causing him to crumple down. Taylor with a tag to Stank. Stank picks Venom up and nails him with a snap suplex.
Mark Followill: Stank goes for a cover. ONE... TWO... And Hannah runs in and breaks up the count.
Jason Martel: Great teamwork displayed by Hannah.
Mark Followill: Are you sucking up to Chaos so you can get into Hannah's pants?
Jason Martel: SIR!!!
Mark Followill: Legitimate question.
Stank picks Venom up, but Venom grabs Stank by the head and brings him down with a jawbreaker, staggering Stank. Venom brings Stank down with a Flatliner. Venom with a cover. ONE... TWO... Stank kicks out. Venom blatantly chokes away at Stank, causing the ref to start his five count, and Venom lets go at four. Venom gets up and stomps away at Stank, then makes a tag to Hannah, who climbs to the top turnbuckle with her back to Stank as Venom holds him in place. Hannah comes flying off the top with a moonsault. ONE... TWO... Stank kicks out. Hannah and Venom go to pick up Stank, but Stank nails both of them with a Double Complete Shot. They're slow to get to their feet as Stank rolls over and makes a tag to Taylor.
Mark Followill: Terrell "The Truth" Taylor in like a house of fire! Vertical suplex to Venom... and a roundhouse kick to Hannah!
Jason Martel: He just hit a woman!
Mark Followill: Haven't you been paying attention to this match?! It's intergender rules!
Venom back up, but Taylor lifts him up and nails him with a brainbuster to a big pop from the crowd. Hannah goes for Taylor, but Stank runs at her and nails her with an STO out of nowhere to another big pop from the crowd. Hannah rolls out of the ring and down to the floor as Stank goes back to his corner. Taylor picks Venom up and whips him into the corner, charges in and nails him with a Stinger Splash. Venom staggers out of the corner and Taylor nails him with the Remedy. Taylor with a cover. ONE... TWO... Venom kicks out. Taylor doesn't give Venom a chance to get up as he locks in the ankle-lock. Venom screams out in pain as Taylor pulls back on the ankle-lock. Hannah slowly gets to her feet on the outside as Venom refuses to give in. Hannah gets in the ring and charges at Taylor, but Taylor sees her coming and nails her with the California Vacation. Venom tries to get up, but Taylor catches him and locks him in a Sharpshooter.
Mark Followill: The Truth Comes Out! And I believe the truth is that Venom has to tap out!
Jason Martel: There's no way he'd tap out!
Just as Jason says that, Venom taps out and the crowd roars in approval.
Jason Martel: What?!
Monica Deluca: Your winners of the match and advancing into the semi-finals of the tag team title tournament, Stank Lovve and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor!
Stank and Terrell high five each other and get out of the ring. They slap hands with fans on the way to the back. Venom is on his knees, holding his legs in pain as the crowd chants "YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT!" Venom scowls at the fans as the shot fades to a commercial.
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Post by Hollywood on Jun 22, 2008 0:49:52 GMT -6
Mark Followill: This next match is a grudge match between Soul Reaper and Chaos member Emo Kid.
Jason Martel: Hellspawn told me earlier that he guarantees Emo will win tonight.
"Careless Whisper" hits as Emo walks down the aisle to a chorus of boos. He climbs into the ring and starts shadow boxing.
Monica Deluca: Introducing first from Bakersfield, California representing Chaos this is Emo Kid.
Emo continues to shadow box in the ring as the crowd boos him.
"You Wouldn't Know" hits as Soul Reaper comes in with a hooded robe with cut off sleeves. He stares at the ring then to the crowd with no emotion on his face.
Monica Deluca: And his opponent from Fresno, California this is Soul Reaper.
He enters the ring, and removes the robe and cracks his neck and knuckles and goes back to staring coldly into his opponents eyes.
Mark Followill: Well we know Soul Reaper is focused tonight.
Jason Matel: I'm sure Emo Kid is as well since he wants revenge for the loss he suffered to Soul Reaper.
The ref calls for the bell as Emo charges at Soul Reaper, who moves out the way and sends Emo Kid into the corner chest first. Soul Reaper quickly grabs Emo Kid by the head and hits a neckbreaker. Soul Reaper grabs Emo Kid by the head and punches him a few times before pulling him off the mat. Soul Reaper pushes Emo Kid into the corner and kicks him a few times before whipping him across the ring and following him in with a clothesline. Emo collapses in the corner as Soul Reaper hits the ropes and kicks Emo Kid right in the side of the face. Soul Reaper pulls him out the corner and covers 1..2. Emo Kid kicks out.
Mark Followill: Soul Reaper is a veteran. Emo Kid made the mistake of rushing him in the beginning.
Jason Martel: Emo Kid was just a little too excited.
Soul Reaper pulls Emo kid to his feet and hits a belly to belly suplex. Soul Reaper holds out Emo Kids arm and drops a few knees before applying a arm breaker. Emo Kid screams in pain but rolls towards Soul Reaper and gets him in a pinning position ONE... TWO... Soul Reaper uses his leg strength to get Emo Kid back on the mat. Soul Reaper releases the arm breaker as Emo rolls on his side. Soul Reaper kicks Emo Kid in the kidneys and in the back of the head. Soul Reaper goes to the ropes and waits for Emo Kid to get to his feet and hits a springboard kick right to Emo Kid's face.
Mark Followill: Soul Reaper showing he has it all, mat wrestling and high flying moves.
Jason Martel: It's still early in the match. Calm down.
Soul Reaper pulls Emo Kid to his feet and goes for a exploder suplex, but Emo Kid counters it with elbows to the head. Soul Reaper stumbles back and Emo Kid takes him down with a clothesline. Emo Kid kicks Soul Reaper in the shoulder and then jumps up and drops a knee across Soul Reaper's shoulder. Emo Kid pulls Soul Reaper up and whips him into the ropes. Emo Kid hits a spinning heel kick right to Soul Reaper's face. Emo Kid quickly gets up to mount Soul Reaper and hits him with right and lefts. The ref counts to four and Emo Kid gets back to his feet. Emo Kid places his foot on Soul Reaper's faces and rakes it with the bottom of his boot. Emo Kid pulls Soul Reaper to his feet and pushes him into the corner. Emo Kid hits a few shoulder blocks and sets Soul Reaper up on the top rope. Emo Kid goes for a superplex but Soul Reaper blocks it and pushes Emo Kid off. Soul Reaper jumps off the top rope and hits the Phoenix Splash. He rolls off Emo Kid holding his gut.
Mark Followill: Soul Reaper using the Phoenix Splash, a move he rarely uses.
Jason Martel: Emo Kid is in trouble.
Soul Reaper gets to his feet looks at a motionless Emo Kid. Soul Reaper pulls him to his feet and hits the Reaper's Requiem. Soul Reaper covers ONE... TWO... THREE!
Monica Deluca: Here is your winner, Soul Reaper.
Mark Followill: Soul Reaper showed why he is one of the top talents in SNW.
Jason Martel: Hellspawn isn't going to be happy with this loss by Emo Kid.
Mark Followill: Certainly not a good night for Chaos thus far.
Soul Reaper walks up the aisle as the fans cheer. Emo Kid gets to his feet and kicks the ropes as Soul Reaper disappears to the back.
Mark Followill: Right now, let's go to Brenda Price, who is somewhere here in the Lizard Lounge. Brenda?
Shot switches to one of the pole dancing areas, where a couple of hot looking women are dancing, with Brenda stuck in the middle.
Brenda Price: I'm here with some of the women of the Lizard Lounge, learning a few new dance moves. But right now, let's take a time out from the dancing and ask you girls, who do you think will win between Hellspawn and Wench?
Girl #1: Hellspawn is going down just like the rest of Chaos has gone down tonight!
Girl #2: Wench all the way! We're all in her corner tonight!
The girls start bumping and grinding with Brenda. Brenda signs off, saying "We'll be right back!"
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Post by Hollywood on Jun 22, 2008 0:50:44 GMT -6
"Chicken Huntin" by the Insane Clown Posse hits, and out come the Alley Ratz, Eddy and Twitch, to a mixed reaction. They flash gang signs as they walk down the makeshift aisle when all of a sudden here come Cowboy Bob Johnson and "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates charging down, with Bob nailing Eddy with his bullrope and Ronnie nailing Twitch with his skateboard!
Mark Followill: Cowboy Bob Johnson and "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates not even giving the Alley Ratz a chance to get to the ring!
Jason Martel: Well we're in a nightclub, and typically brawls break out in nightclubs.
Cowboy Bob wails away at Eddy with the cowbell end of the bullrope, busting Eddy wide open. But Eddy fights back with a low blow. Ronnie goes to swing his skateboard at Twitch's head, but Twitch dropkicks the skateboard into Ronnie's face. All four men brawl with each other down to ringside. The fans at ringside all scatter as Cowboy Bob yells at them to get up and out of the way. He then hurls Eddy as hard as he can into the ringside chairs. Ronnie and Twitch take their brawl into the crowd and brawl all the way to the back. Cowboy Bob and Eddy continue to brawl with each other till they brawl all the way to the back.
Jason Martel: Well it wouldn't be a Saturday night without a good ol' fashioned brawl!
Mark Followill: The match didn't even get underway! We'll try to find out how they're going to sort this out! We'll be right back!
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Post by Hollywood on Jun 22, 2008 0:51:19 GMT -6
Shot opens outside the Lizard Lounge in the parking lot, where Cowboy Bob Johnson and "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates are still brawling with the Alley Ratz. Security all rush in to try to get the two teams separated.
Mark Followill: Welcome back to Guys' Night Out, and I can't believe that the Alley Ratz are still fighting with Cowboy Bob Johnson and "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates!
Jason Martel: Hey, that's my car!
Cowboy Bob Johnson powerbombs Eddy on the hood of what is apparently Jason Martel's red Ford Mustang.
Jason Martel: AAAAAAAGGH! My car!
Security is finally able to get the two teams separated, only for Cowboy Bob Johnson to start waylaying several of the security officers! More security officers swarm in and subdue Cowboy Bob as the brawl finally comes to an end. Jason Martel mumbles "My car" over and over. Shot switches to a wide overhead camera shot of the crowd downstairs all having a good time.[/color]
Mark Followill: We're live from the Lizard Lounge here for Guys' Night Out, and what a great time everyone is having.
Jason Martel: I'm not having a good time. My car just got damaged.
Mark Followill: Will you just get over it?
Jason Martel: It's MY car!
Mark Followill: Anyway, I understand that Misty Crawford is in the audience with Rick Roll. Misty?
Shot switches to somewhere among the crowd, where Misty Crawford is standing to interview Rick Roll, who's dancing to a club version of "Never Gonna Give You Up."
Misty Crawford: It appears that the Lizard Lounge has been rickrolled tonight, as none other than Rick Roll is celebrating getting out of the hospital. Rick, it turns out that your injury wasn't as serious first thought.
Rick Roll: Damn straight. Too bad that it was too late for me to pick a partner for this tag title tournament. Those goons, the CIA, are gonna get rickrolled tonight, I'm gonna give them up and I'll let them down!
Rick Roll gets back to dancing.
Misty Crawford: Mark, Jason, back to you.
Jason Martel: Good lord. Next thing you know, he'll find a Tay Zonday look-a-like named Chocolate Rain and go after the SNW Tag Team Titles.
Mark Followill: That's not a bad idea.
Jason Martel: You can't be serious.
Mark Followill: And speaking of good ideas, I just received word that SNW co-owners Matt Margera and Gordon Heath have agreed to reschedule the tag team title tournament match pitting the Alley Ratz against Cowboy Bob Johnson and "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates in two weeks on our flagship show, Onslaught.
"That's Amore" hits and the CIA come out, flicking their chins at the fans.
Monica Deluca: The following match is a tag team title tournament match, and is scheduled for one fall. Making there way to the ring, at a combined weight of 477 pounds and accompanied by Coach Tom Foolery, they are the CIA!
The CIA make there way down the make sift isle and into the ring, the two start talking tactics as there music slowly fades out and is replaced with “Thunderstruck” by AC DC and “Kid thunder” Alex Daniels makes his way out onto the make shift aisle and slowly makes his way to the bottom of the aisle, ignoring the boos from the crowd.
Monica Deluca: And there first opponent, weighing 220 pounds, Alex Daniels
Alex stands at the bottom of the isle awaiting his partner as “Thunderstruck” fades. The lights in the arena go out as "Sinner" hits. A green light shines out from the entrance way. Viper walks out from the light and stops at the end of the stage. Viper walks down to the ring. He gets up on the apron and steps over the top rope. He stands in the middle of the ring with his hands crossed in an X over his head.
Monica: And Alex's partner, weighing 324 pounds, he is Viper!
"Sinner" fades out and Alex gets into the ring, the two also talk, well more like argue, tactics before deciding that Viper will go first as Alex gets out of the ring, rolling his eyes and mouthing "Whatever." Tony stays in the ring and Vinny gets out.
Mark Followill: This is sure to be one hell of a match up.
Jason Martel: For once, I agree with you.
Viper and Tony circle each other before locking up. Viper easily gets the upper hand with a knee to the midsection before sending Vinny to the canvas with a choke toss. Viper yawns lightly, waiting for Vinny to get back to his feet. Vinny runs at Viper and spears him into the turnbuckle nearest Tony and tags him in. Tony gets onto the turnbuckle and hits an elbow drop into the gut of Viper.
Mark Followill: Damn that has to hurt.
Viper gets to his feet and sends a few fury punches at Tony. Viper then irish whips Tony into the ropes before running at him with a hard clothesline to the neck. He then goes for a pin.
Mark Followill: ONE... TWO... Oh, Vinny breaking the pin up there with a boot to the head of Viper.
Referee Mike Croft tells Vinny to leave the ring. Viper then gets up and tags in Alex, and he walks over to Tony and sets him up for a German Suplex, and then a second, then sets him up for a scoop slam. He then walks back over to Viper and tags him in. Coach Tom Foolery runs down the aisle and gets up onto the apron and tries to get the ref's attention, but then Rock Roll comes running down the aisle and grabs hold of Tom’s feet pulling him down face first onto the apron. Coach Tom staggers around, then gets nailed with a Rick Roll Piledriver, knocking him out on the ground.
I didn't get a chance to have antyhing ready for commentary this Monday, but we will make it up next week with 2 shows.
Mark Followill: Oh I bet he didn’t see that one coming!
Jason Martel: Indeed he didn't because Rick Roll jumped him from behind! What a coward, that he has to attack the elderly from behind!
Viper waits for Tony to get to his feet before running at him with a Viperline. Vinny then gets into the ring as Alex runs in. Vinny runs at Alex but is met with a boot to the midsection, then is nailed with a Wrist Clutch Fisherman’s Buster. Alex goes to make the pin but Viper kicks him in the head and makes the cover himself.
Mark Followill: ONE... TWO... THREE!
Jason Martel: Damn.
Monica Deluca: Your winners, Viper and "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels!
Alex gets to his feet and a shoving match starts between Alex and Viper. Officials run down to the ring and split them up.
Jason Martel: Looks like we're about to get double our money's worth! First Viper and Alex Daniels win the tag match, and now we're about to get Viper versus Alex Daniels!
Mark Followill: This is getting chaotic! Fans, we'll be right back, and hopefully order is restored!
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Post by Hollywood on Jun 22, 2008 0:53:10 GMT -6
"My Time" hits, and the crowd cheers their lungs out as Wench and Matt Margera appear from behind the curtain. Realizing what is on the line, they share a more passionate kiss than normal, then Matt heads off to the back as Wench walks down the aisle to the ring.
Mark Followill: This match has been brewing for over a month now, and everything is on the line.
Jason Martel: That's right. Both competitors have everything to gain AND everything to lose.
Wench steps into the ring, doing some last second warm ups. "White Knuckles" hits, and the crowd boos tremendously loud as Hellspawn walks out wearing his black trench coat and his SNW Texas Championship belt around his waist. He stops and glares at all the fans that are booing him, then walks on down the aisle to the ring. He steps in and takes off his black trench coat, staring down at Wench from the opposite corner, who stares down at him right back. Monica Deluca is standing in the ring, ready to make the ring announcements for this big title match.
Monica Deluca: This is the main event, scheduled for one fall and no time limit, no disqualification and no count out for the SNW Texas Championship. Introducing first, in the corner to my left is the challenger... Hailing from Lenoir, NC and weighing 110 pounds... Wench!
The crowd cheers as Wench goes through some last second warm ups.
Monica Deluca: Her opponent is the reigning SNW Texas Champion. He is the leader of Chaos and hails from Hell's Kitchen... weighing in at 355 pounds... Hellspawn!
Tremendously loud boos rain down in the Lizard Lounge as Hellspawn holds up the SNW Texas Championship belt up in the air, then hands it over to referee Rick Maynard, who holds it up in the air before giving it to the timekeeper. The bell sounds and Wench and Hellspawn meet up in center ring, with Hellspawn looking down at Wench.
Mark Followill: These two have been involved in some of the biggest matches in our business, in venues bigger than the Lizard Lounge as they have headlined football stadiums and big arenas. But tonight, they are in the biggest match of not only their careers, but their very lives.
Jason Martel: I'm surprised Wench won't forfeit and take the easy way out. After all, she's in love with Hellspawn.
Mark Followill: You don't know that for sure!
Jason Martel: Don't be stupid, Mark.
Hellspawn tries one last effort to ask Wench to lay down and take a pinfall. Wench refuses, instead electing to attempt to slap Hellspawn, but he catches her by the wrist, scoops her up and bodyslams her. Hellspawn immediately follows with an elbow drop. Hellspawn picks Wench up by the head and whips her into the ropes, but she springboards off the ropes and nails Hellspawn in the face with a springboard dropkick, but it only staggers him. Wench runs and bounces off the ropes, but is met with a standing clothesline by Hellspawn. Hellspawn runs and bounces off the ropes and goes for a leg drop, but Wench rolls out of the way as Hellspawn winces in pain from crashing down to the mat. Wench nails Hellspawn in the face with a stiff front dropkick that makes a thunderous noise as the crowd shouts "OOOOOOOOHHHHH!"
Mark Followill: Wench goes for a cover! ONE... And Hellspawn military presses her off at only one!
Jason Martel: Far too early to put Hellspawn away.
Hellspawn is on his knees, but Wench grabs him by the head and attempts a bulldog, but Hellspawn pushes her to the corner. Wench is able to catch her momentum and hop onto the top turnbuckle and immediately come flying down with a Whisper in the Wind, but Hellspawn catches her on the way down and nails her with a sidewalk slam. Hellspawn goes for a cover. ONE... TWO... Wench kicks out at two. Hellspawn doesn't give her a chance to get up though, as he immediately locks in an STF. Wench refuses to give up and is in the hold for some time before Hellspawn finally lets go. Hellspawn picks Wench up and lifts her up for a powerbomb, but Wench counters with a DDT on the way down. Wench with another pinfall attempt. ONE... TWO... Hellspawn kicks out. Wench doesn't allow Hellspawn to get up as she kicks him in the side of the head, followed by a leg drop.
Mark Followill: Wench goes for another cover. ONE...TWO... And again, Hellspawn kicks out!
Jason Martel: I'm telling you, Wench should've just forfeited this match.
Mark Followill: The word "forfeit" is not in her vocabulary, Jason.
Wench grabs Hellspawn by the head and bangs his head against the canvas several times in succession. But out of nowhere, Hellspawn grabs Wench by the throat. Hellspawn gets up, holding Wench by the throat, picks her up in the air and chokeslams her down hard to the canvas. Hellspawn with a cover. ONE... TWO... Wench gets the shoulder up. Hellspawn sits Wench up and locks in a reverse chinlock. Wench begins to fade away, but the crowd chants "GO WENCH, GO! GO WENCH, GO! GO WENCH, GO!" The ref checks in to see if Wench is out. He raises her arm up the first time, and it goes down. Second time, and again it goes down. But the third time, she's able to stop it from going down. The crowd stomps their feet and claps their hands as Wench begins to fight her way to her feet.
Mark Followill: This crowd is firmly behind Wench tonight!
Jason Martel: Who cares if the crowd cheers for you?! Hellspawn doesn't give a damn about the cheers, and he's the Texas Champion.
Wench is standing up, but Hellspawn still has the chinlock on her. She elbows him in the midsection, then goes to run the ropes. But immediately Hellspawn grabs her by the back of her hair and slams her down on her back. Hellspawn scoops Wench up, walks over to a corner and drops Wench down facefirst on the top turnbuckle pad with the Snake Eyes. Wench staggers around, and Hellspawn grabs her. He military presses her up and brings her down with a gut buster. Hellspawn with a cover. ONE... TWO... And Wench barely gets the shoulder up at two and three quarters.
Mark Followill: Wench refuses to give up!
Jason Martel: Maybe she is truly in love with Matt Margera after all. Can't possibly understand what she would see in that hood rat.
Mark Followill: Remember, that "hood rat" writes your checks.
Jason Martel: Yeah and it's below minimum wage!
Mark Followill: It is not!
Jason Martel: It is too! Gordon Heath has to pay me cash out of his pocket just so I can have food on the table!
Mark Followill: I see your nose grew a couple inches just now.
Hellspawn shakes his head at Wench and says to her "Why don't you just make this easier on our family and stay down?!" Hellspawn picks Wench up for a shoulder breaker, but Wench slips down behind Hellspawn and dropkicks him in the back, causing him to go down to one knee. Hellspawn tries to get up, but Wench takes him down with a kick-sweep. Wench stomps Hellspawn several times to ensure that he stays down, then goes over to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Wench poses for just a second, causing the fans to cheer their lungs out, then comes flying off the top turnbuckle with a Swanton Bomb and nails Hellspawn with it to a big pop from the crowd.
Mark Followill: Wench goes for a cover! ONE... TWO... THR-NO! Hellspawn barely kicked out in time!
Jason Martel: I can't believe we almost had a new Texas Champion!
Hellspawn is slowly getting up. During this time, Wench runs and bounces off the ropes, grabs Hellspawn by the head and brings him right back down with a bulldog. Wench doesn't waste any time going to the corner and climbing the turnbuckle again, but Hellspawn is getting up. Wench comes flying off the top with a cross body, which turns out to not be such a smart move as Hellspawn catches her, places her on his shoulder and slams her with a Death Valley Driver. Hellspawn goes for the pin. ONE... TWO... THR-NO! Wench gets her shoulder up at two and three quarters! Hellspawn shakes his head again, then picks Wench up and whips her into the ropes. He ducks down as Wench bounces off the ropes, but he telegraphs his move too early as Wench catches her momentum and counters with a jumping spinning karate kick that nails Hellspawn in the head, causing him to fall down to the point that his momentum causes him to roll to the outside and land on his knees on the floor.
Jason Martel: This is dangerous territory for Hellspawn, being out amongst those drunk fans. I bet they weren't even carded!
Mark Followill: Are you trying to say that the Lizard Lounge serves alcohol to minors?!
Jason Martel: I wouldn't put it past them.
Mark Followill: Well there goes our invitation to come back!
Wench gets on the apron, runs and dives off, nailing Hellspawn with a flying blockbuster off the apron, causing the crowd to shout "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!" Referee Rick Maynard shouts at Wench to bring it back into the ring, but doesn't make any count since the match is under a no count out stipulation. Wench goes to pick Hellspawn up, but Hellspawn punches her in the midsection, followed up by a Muscle Buster on the floor! Hellspawn signals that it's over and rolls Wench into the ring, then goes for a cover. ONE... TWO... THR-NO! Wench barely gets the shoulder up again, and Hellspawn can't believe it and pounds the mat in frustration. Hellspawn goes to pick up Wench, but out of nowhere Wench goes to lock him in a Crossface. Hellspawn, using all of his strength, tries to prevent her from locking it on. There's a struggle between the two, but Wench is finally able to get it locked in and the referee jumps down to ask Hellspawn if he gives up as the crowd is at a fever pitch.
Mark Followill: Rick Maynard is asking Hellspawn if he wants to give up!
Jason Martel: I can't forsee that happening. The only way Wench can win with this hold is if Hellspawn blacks out.
Mark Followill: And that's certainly a possibility.
Wench refuses to let go of the Crossface, and Hellspawn struggles to find a way out of it. Hellspawn rolls Wench over onto her shoulders while she has the Crossface locked on. ONE... TWO... Wench rolls back over, the Crossface still locked on. Hellspawn is refusing to give up as the crowd shouts "TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!" Hellspawn slowly gets up to his feet, with Wench still holding onto the Crossface. Hellspawn drops back, crushing Wench with a Samoan Drop. He takes a breath then goes for a pinfall. ONE... TWO... THR-NO! Somehow, Wench manages to barely get her shoulder up, and a look of disbelief comes over Hellspawn's face. Hellspawn gets up and stomps Wench, then goes to the corner to climb the top turnbuckle as Wench slowly gets to her feet.
Mark Followill: Hellspawn flying off the top rope and nails Wench with that patented flying clothesline of his! Now he goes for a cover. ONE... TWO... NO! Wench barely got her shoulder up again!
Jason Martel: Wench is like that cockroach that just won't die no matter how many times you smash it! And yes, I think Wench is a cockroach!
Mark Followill: Now that was uncalled for!
Hellspawn picks Wench up in a tombstone piledriver position, then drops her down in with a sitout tombstone(reverse) piledriver!
Mark Followill: Hell's Drop! That'll do it for sure! ONE... TWO... WHAT?!! How did Wench get her shoulder up from that?!
Jason Martel: She really IS in love with Matt Margera after all!
Mark Followill: That's what I've been trying to tell you all night!
Hellspawn yells at Wench, shouting "FOR THE SAKE OF OUR FAMILY, JUST STAY THE F**K DOWN!" Hellspawn picks Wench up by the head. Wench glares at Hellspawn and gives him the finger, shouting "F**K YOU!" and follows up with a kick to the groin to a big pop from the crowd. Hellspawn doubles down to his knees, and Wench nails him in the head with a Buzzsaw Kick. Hellspawn is on all fours, not quite down, then picks himself back up, but only to his knees. Wench runs and bounces off the ropes and nails Hellspawn with a Shining Wizard. Wench goes for a cover. ONE... TWO... THR-NO! Hellspawn gets his shoulder up. Wench goes to the corner and climbs the top turnbuckle. Hellspawn turns around to see Wench flying off the top turnbuckle, attempting a hurricanrana. In a fluid motion, Hellspawn counters that hurricanrana with a powerbomb, then another powerbomb, and one more, then locks in a Boston Crab.
Mark Followill: The Hell's Rage!
Jason Martel: If this doesn't put Wench away, I don't know what will!
Referee Rick Maynard asks Wench if she gives up, but she refuses, trying to fight up out of the Boston Crab, but Hellspawn is much more powerful, his weight preventing her from being able to fight her way up. Wench screams out in pain, but refuses to give up. Hellspawn refuses to let go of the hold. Wench stays locked in the hold for about three minutes before she finally blacks out. The ref checks in on her, shouting to see if Wench responds, but there's no response. The ref raises her arm, but it falls down. He raises it again, and again it goes down. He tries a third time, but it falls down a third time. The ref calls for the bell and tells Hellspawn that he can let go of the hold as the crowd is booing their lungs out. Hellspawn lets go, and falls down to his knees as the timekeeper hands the ref the SNW Texas Championship.
Monica Deluca: Your winner, and still SNW Texas Champion, Hellspawn!
Jason Martel: Wench doesn't even realize that now she is captive to Hellspawn and his every command!
Mark Followill: I know! This isn't right!
Jason Martel: Of course it is! She signed the contract.
Mark Followill: But the fine print was put in there after it was signed.
Jason Martel: Gordie would NEVER do anything underhanded like that. He's the most upstanding man you'll ever meet!
Mark Followill: Only because you receive extra cash from him, you suck up!
Jason Martel: I beg to differ!
Matt Margera runs down to the ring as "White Knuckles" continues to blare over the PA. Sadness is over his face as he checks on Wench to see if she's alright. He stands up, as does Hellspawn. Hellspawn smirks at Matt, while Matt is steaming with anger. Hellspawn raises his SNW Texas Championship belt up and points over to Wench, then points to himself saying "She's all mine now." Matt turns to the side and stews for a moment while Hellspawn turns to taunt the crowd, who's booing their lungs out, many of the fans flipping Hellspawn off. Hellspawn turns around, only to be met by a Benihana from out of nowhere from Matt Margera to a deafening pop from the crowd. Matt jumps down and mounts Hellspawn and wails away at him with MMA-style punches. Emo Kid, Venom and Hannah all run down to the ring and pounce on Matt. Matt tries to fight them off, but the strength of numbers is too much.
Mark Followill: Here comes Silvus!
Jason Martel: But is he here to save Matt or finish him off?!
Silvus runs in and grabs Venom from behind and nails him with a Full Nelson Slam. Emo Kid turns, only for Silvus to kick him in the midsection and nail him with a powerbomb. Hannah slaps Silvus in the face. Silvus feels his face with his hand, then just laughs at her, telling her to turn around as Matt is back up. Hannah turns around and...
Mark Followill: Matt Margera just nailed Hannah with the damndest Benihana I've ever seen!
Jason Martel: What the hell?! That's assault and battery! Matt should be arrested for hitting a woman!
Mark Followill: Wrong, it's self defense because Hannah assaulted Matt first!
Jason Martel: Mark Followill, advocate of wife beaters everywhere.
Mark Followill: Oh come on!
Matt goes down to check on Wench again as she's slowly coming to. Gordon Heath and the Sports Nutz rush down to the ring. George and Craig grab Wench and whisk her away as Matt flails his arms up in the air. Gordie reminds him of the stipulation, then runs off with the Sports Nutz, who are both holding Wench, as the crowd boos them out of the building. Wench is kicking and screaming, begging George and Craig to let her go. Matt shakes his head, saddened that he's lost Wench for now. Hellspawn is still down, but now in a daze as he can hardly bring himself up. Silvus picks up the SNW Texas Championship, and holds it up in the air as he looks down at Hellspawn, then throws the belt down on top of his chest. Silvus looks at Matt, then walks off.
Mark Followill: What a controversial night this has been. This match will have serious ramifications in SNW.
Jason Martel: And it looks to me that Silvus wants a shot at that Texas Championship, but he's going to have to wait his turn in line.
Mark Followill: Fans, for Jason Martel, I'm Mark Followill saying good night and be sure to check back in two weeks on Mav TV for SNW Onslaught!
Matt Margera somberly walks out of the ring and to the back as Hellspawn slowly sits up, wondering what all has happened to him. The copyright information pops up on the screen, and the show fades to black.[/i][/b]
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