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May 28, 2008 22:24:57 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:24:57 GMT -5
The screen goes black. Slowly the green letters “AWG” fade in, outlined in gold. The chorus of “Drilled A Wire Through My Cheek” by Blue October , the official song of AWG Authenticity kicks in. The screen cuts to a montage of prior AWG footage featuring Dollar McDougal, TC Jagger, Jack Gaither, Criminal Intent, Anthony Phoenix, Sage Christensen, and others.
Footage from last week is shown, including shots of Lee Varitek and TC Jagger helping eliminate Johnny Knuckles and Jack Gaihter from the battle royal as well as clips from the matches where Rob DiPietro, Pierce Cavanaugh, TC Jagger, and Sage Christensen advanced to the semi-finals.
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May 28, 2008 22:25:28 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:25:28 GMT -5
We cut to the arena where the opening pyro hits. The camera pans around the Ford Center in Oklahoma City and catches a glimpse of thousands of fans going crazy. The camera cuts to ringside to the AWG commentating team.
Tommy Veot: Hello folks and welcome to the semi-final round of the World Title Tournament here at AWG Authenticity!
Stormin’ Norman: We’ve got both semi-final matches to bring to you at home, as well as two other outstanding match-ups. Max Power will go one on one against the first qualifier for the Triple Threat Title, Adam Apocalypse, and Jack Gaither will stand toe to toe with the big man, Travis Beckham.
Jari Pulaski: Gaither’s playing tricks with us. There’s no way Dollar McDougal is involved with him whatsoever. Dollar is back in New Orleans, recovering from his injury.
Tommy Veot: Well, maybe we’ll learn more about that subject, as well as clearing up the Triple Threat picture. Right now there are four men who could easily fill the two remaining spots.
Stormin’ Norman: Well we’ll get to all of that a little later, right now it’s time for our opening bout.
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May 28, 2008 22:25:58 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:25:58 GMT -5
Alexander Cain: This match is scheduled for one fall…
“My Way” by Frank Sinatra begins to play.
Alexander Cain: Introducing first, from San Diego, California…Max Power!
Tommy Veot: Well here’s a man who’s made a very promising ally with the man who he had feuded with in the past, Anthony Phoenix. Together, I don’t see a reason why the two of them couldn’t become AWG Tag Team Champions.
Max Power walks out in a black and white tux with the bow tie untied. Max struts his stuff as he walks down the ramp, taunting the crowd on the way. Max rolls into the ring as he counties to taunt the crowd. Max takes off his sport coat and dress shirt as the music fades and he awaits his opponent.
Alexander Cain: And his opponent…
“Paradise City” by Guns and Roses begins to play.
Alexander Cain: From Hollywood, California “The Sex Bomb” Adam Apocalypse
Apocalypse appears on the stage wrapped in an expensive fur coat. He slowly makes his way to the ring amidst the jeers of the fans.
Jari Pulaski: I like this guy’s stuff. I can easily see him walking out of Exodus with that Triple Threat Title around his waist.
Referee Donnie Duncan calls for the bell.
*Ding Ding*
Tommy Veot: And here we go!
Power and Apocalypse circle the ring before locking up. Power quickly transfers into a hammer lock, twisting the right arm of Apocalypse. After a few seconds, Power gives the arm one last wrench before releasing the hold.
Stormin’ Norman: Power going to work early on Apocalypse’s right arm.
Apocalypse charges at Power, but Power ducks and grabs his arm, again twisting it and backing Apocalypse into the corner. Power continues to hold the arm and delivers a knife edge chop to Apocalypse in the corner.
Tommy Veot: Power is really getting to Apocalypse with those small yet irritating moves.
Power irish whips Apocalypse out of the corner, but Apocalypse reverses sending Power into the opposite turnbuckle. Apocalypse quickly follows up with a clothesline knocking Power down to the mat, yet still seated up in the corner.
Jari Pulaski: There he goes, taking back control.
Apocalypse stomps Power a few times before referee Donnie Duncan moves in to break up the move.
Jari Pulaski: Oh, what’s he doing? That’s perfectly legal.
Tommy Veot: AWG referees must look out for the safety of the wrestlers too. Without that, things could get out of hand.
Jari Pulaski: You keep running your mouth like that, and things will get out of hand.
Apocalypse raises his hands and takes a step back. He turns around and begins to explain himself to Donnie Duncan. All of a sudden, Apocalypse delivers a reverse kick to the head of Power with Duncan out of the way.
Tommy Veot: Oh my God! What a cheap shot.
Apocalypse pulls Power out into the center of the ring and covers. Donnie Duncan reluctantly makes the count.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Stormin’ Norman: How did Power kick out of that?!
Apocalypse stands up and pulls Power to his feet. Apocalypse locks in the C4.
Tommy Veot: The Detonation!
Apocalypse hits his finisher and hooks the leg while Duncan makes the count.
One…
Two…
Three!!!
*Ding Ding*
Alexander Cain: Here is your winner…”The Sex Bomb” Adam Apocalypse!
Tommy Veot: Well folks, it wasn’t the cleanest victory I’ve ever seen, but that kick to the head got the job done.
Jari Pulaski: That’s why I like the guy.
Tommy Veot: We’ll be right back folks, don’t go anywhere!
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May 28, 2008 22:26:37 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:26:37 GMT -5
Commercials for Miller Lite, Sirius Satellite Radio, and Gold Bond are shown.
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May 28, 2008 22:27:30 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:27:30 GMT -5
We return to the arena where Alexander Cain stands in the ring.
Alexander Cain: The following match is scheduled for one fall…
“Death March” by Black Label Society begins to play.
Alexander Cain: Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, Travis Beckham!
The arena begins to fog up. Blue lights give the fog an eerie look. Travis Beckham steps out onto the stage with a towel draped over his shoulders. He stands on the stage, staring at the ring for a few moments before beginning to walk down the ramp. Beck climbs into the ring and walks to the corner as he awaits his opponent.
Tommy Veot: This guy has continued to have a string of bad luck since coming back from his month-long hiatus.
Stormin’ Norman: Well, The word is that Beckham was training for the Tag Team scene while he was away, and since he’s only been fighting singles matches since returning, it’s easy to see why he might not be successful. I, for one, am excited to see what Beck has in store for us when Exodus comes around.
Alexander Cain: And his opponent…
“One Vision” by Queen begins to play.
The lights go down; as soon as the "God works in mysterious ways..." part of "One Vision" is played, the arena becomes bathed in a sea of gold. When the music reaches the appropriate moment, a blast of pyro goes off; Jack does some Freddie Mercury-style poses before walking towards the ring area.
Tommy Veot: Now here’s a guy who should be fighting for a spot at the Triple Threat Title. He got robbed of his opportunity by TC Jagger and Lee Varitek last week.
Jari Pulaski: Boo hoo.
Stormin’ Norman: Don’t forget that Gaither still vows to fight for the AWG World Title.
Referee Manny Herrera calls for the bell.
*Ding Ding*
Beckham begins to slowly try to corner Gaither, but Gaither uses his quick agility and slips behind Beckham, preparing for a German Suplex. Beckham doesn’t budge and delivers an elbow to the side of Gaither’s head, stunning him down to the mat.
Tommy Veot: Beckham with a big elbow.
Beckham lifts Gaither back to his feet and quickly picks him up, delivering a sidewalk slam. Beckham stays down and Herrera makes the count.
One…
Kickout!
Stormin’ Norman: Gaither has got way too much fight in him to go down that early.
Beckham stands up and drops an elbow. Gaither uses his quickness again and rolls out of the way just before Beckham hits. Gaither pulls himself to his feet and quickly kicks the knees of Beckham, sending him to the mat. Gaither bounces off the ropes and returns with a sliding kick, sending Beckham rolling out of the ring.
Tommy Veot: And here’s Gaither with the attack.
Gaither follows Beckham out of the ring. Manny Herrera starts the ten count. Gaither lifts Beckham and throws a few forearms, sending Beckham stumbling back to the barricade. Gaither goes to follow up the attack with a clothesline but Beckham ducks, flipping Gaither over into the stands. Herrera at 4 now. Gaither lands on his feet and throws another forearm, sending Beckham back against the ring. Gaither hops the barricade and grabs Beckham, preparing to send him into the ring steps with an irish whip. Herrera at 7 now. Beckham reverses and sends Gaither crashing into the steps.
Jari Pulaski: Ouch!
Beckham rolls in and out of the ring quickly to break the count. He makes his way back to Gaither, lifting him from the base of the ring steps. Out of nowhere, Gaither gives a quick jab to the gut of Beckham and quickly grabs his head, slamming it into the ring steps.
Tommy Veot: Gaither not out yet!
Gaither then rolls Beckham into the ring and follows, hooking the leg and going for the pin. Manny Herrera makes the count.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Stormin’ Norman: Close call for Beckham right there. That blow to the head might have done some serious damage.
Gaither stands and signals for the Samba Slam.
Tommy Veot: This could be it for Beckham!
Beckham staggers to his feet and Gaither lifts him onto his shoulders. Beckham begins to squirm and is able to escape, reversing the hold into a DDT, sending both men to the mat.
Stormin’ Norman: and Beckham keeps it alive!
Beckham pulls himself to his feet. Gaither is still out on the mat from the DDT. Beckham signals for the Death Sentence. He grabs Gaither and pulls him to his feet before lifting him into the stalling brainbuster.
Jari Pulaski: Now it’s over.
Beckham, still groggy from the ring step shot to the head, takes staggering step forward. Gaither, who had been playing possum uses the momentum to reverse the hold and fall forward, rolling Beckham up into a small package. Beckham squirms to free himself as Herrera makes the count.
One…
Two…
Three!!!
*Ding Ding*
Tommy Veot: Gaither did it! He reversed the Death Sentence into a small package and got the pin!
Alexander Cain: Here is your winner…”The Golden Eagle” Jack Gaither!!!
Gaither quickly rolls out of the ring and raises his hands as “One Vision” blares over the speakers. Beckham looks on from the ring with a dumbfounded look on his face.
Stormin’ Norman: Well, if the championship committee wasn’t considering Jack Gaither for AWG gold, I think he may have just changed some minds.
Tommy Veot: Folks, we’ve got to take a break. Don’t go anywhere!
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May 28, 2008 22:27:52 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:27:52 GMT -5
Commercials for Gatorade, Cheez-Its, and Wal-Mart are shown.
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May 28, 2008 22:28:33 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:28:33 GMT -5
(Water by Breaking Benjamin)
Alexander Cain: The following match is a Semi-Finals match in the tournament for the number one contender for the AWG World title. Entering first, from Westfield Massachusetts, weighing in at 258lbs, TC Jagger!
-As the music starts, a shower of blue sparks starts to rain onto the stage blocking everything behind them. The sparks stop and Jagger is standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. Jagger uncrosses his arms and points to himself with both hands as he begins to walk down the ramp. Jagger rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the middle of the ring. Blue pyros shoot straight up from each of the turnbuckles as Jagger crosses his arms and then points to himself.
Norman: This tournament is finally winding down and here we are in the semi-finals.
Tommy: That’s right, the winner of this match and the winner of the DiPietro/Cavanaugh match will face off next week here on Authenticity to determine the number one contender for the biggest prize of them all.
Norman: That’s correct, unless Sage walks away the winner and then he’ll have some very interesting choices.
Jaromir: He’ll take the night off. Any smart man would.
(Sorry You’re Not a Winner by Enter Shikari)
Alexander Cain: And his opponent, from New York City, your AWG World champion, “The Anti-Hero” Sage Christensen!
-The lights dim in the arena and a lone green spotlight shines down in front of the entrance way. ‘Sorry, You’re Not a Winner” by Enter Shikari begins to blast over the P.A. as the words “prepare to be enlightened” flash on the screen. A short moment later, Sage Christensen steps out from behind the curtain with a black towel draped over his head. He quickly and methodically makes his way to the ring with the spotlight following him the whole time. After climbing through the ropes, he tosses the towel to the outside before climbing up the turnbuckle and putting his arms up to a massive pop from the fans.
Tommy: Sage Christensen has been nothing short of dominant since entering AWG. He is absolutely unstoppable in singles competition as of late.
Norman: And don’t forget, he had a fairly successful run as a tag team with the Rage and Sage Connection, until Rage was hit by a car.
-Abe Sanders calls for the bell and the match is underway. The two meet in the center of the ring and lock up. Sage gets the best of Jagger as he wrenches his head down and into a side headlock. Jagger uses his superior size to push Sage over into the ropes and send him running off them. Sage runs to the opposite ropes and comes back. Jagger ducks his head for a back body drop, but Sage rolls over his back and lands behind him, where he gives his a backcracker.
Tommy: This is why he’s the champ. He’s so athletic.
Jaromir: Hey, let’s not knock the athleticism of TC Jagger here. After all he was a former world champion himself.
Tommy: Key word; former, Jarhead.
-With both men on the ground Sage looks to lock in a triangle choke. He wraps his legs around Jagger and struggles to lock the ankle and knee.
Norman: Undoubtedly some bad memories of this move for Jagger and he knows he cannot fall victim to it again.
Tommy: That’s right. Same move that he tapped out to in Iraq. Only this time it may cost him a title shot.
-Jagger punches the leg of Sage and manages to get him to release the hold. Jagger then capitalizes and grabs the legs and rolls Sage over for a Boston Crab. He locks it in and instantly begins to apply maximum pressure.
Jaromir: Great turn around here from Jagger. And that’s why HE is so dangerous, Tommy. he can get you when you least expect it.
-Sage begins to use his might to belly crawl over towards the ropes. Jagger does his best to restrain him, but the fact that they we already rather close supersedes the pressure and Sage drapes his hand over the bottom rope. Jagger maintains the hold a couple extra seconds, despite the commands of Abe Sanders. After finally releasing he pulls Sage up and hits him with a snap suplex. He stand after the move and head for the top rope.
Norman: Jagger is headed for the top rope and this could potentially be bad for Sage.
Jaromir: Potentially?!?! This is bad for Sage.
-Sage begins to make it to his feet as Jagger climbs towards the top rope. He makes it to the very top just as Sage reaches his feet. Before Jagger can attack from the top rope, Sage runs to the nearest rope and springboards into a lionsault, knocking Jagger down off the ropes and onto the apron.
Norman: Sage bursts back to life with a lionsault.
-Both men lay on the mat exhausted. Sage is the first to come to using the ropes to get back to his feet. Jagger then begins to make it back to his feet as well. Sage runs at him and lays him out with a shinning wizard. Jagger falls to his back and Sage covers as Abe Sanders.
...1
...2
-Jagger throws up his shoulder in a last second save.
Tommy: Sage almost had it there.
Jaromir: Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
-A disappointed Sage pulls Jagger back to his feet. He then Irish whips him into a turnbuckle. He follows him running, but Jagger pulls up the boot in the face of Sage. Sage stumbles backwards and Jagger grabs him and sticks him in the corner. He climbs to the first rope and begins raining down right hands. The crowd counts along. (“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9...10”). Jagger then climbs down and Sage falls forward onto his face. Jagger grabs a hold of Sage and drags him into the center of the ring. He then grabs the ankle and begins to elevate and twist. Sage reluctantly rolls over onto his stomach as Jagger begins to elevate further.
Tommy: Jagger going back to another submission move. We saw the Boston Crab earlier from him and now an ankle lock.
Norman: And the champ looks to be in trouble.
-Sage yells in pain as Jagger wrenches. Sage begins to crawl to the ropes, but Jagger pulls him back to the center with authority.
Norman: Sage looks as if he’s about to tap!
-Sage, in a last ditch effort, tucks his body and sends Jagger flying off of him. Jagger falls into the ropes and catches himself. Sage rushes to get up, but is slow due to the pain in his ankle. Jagger catches him, just as he was about to stand, with a clothesline. Jagger then stomps on Sage’s injured ankle before pulling him back up by his hair. Jagger sends the injured Sage running towards the ropes with a Irish whip. Sage hobbles over and comes back, again to Jagger with his head dropped for a back body drop. Sage catches it and delivers a rocker dropper.
Tommy: That’s the second time that Jagger has telegraphed it and let’s see if it costs him this time.
-Sage makes it back to his feet and begins to surround Jagger. Jagger begins to get back up, only to take the full thrust of a superkick to the face.
Norman: Infinite Wisdom! And you have to imagine that this one is over.
-Sage makes the cover and Abe Sanders makes the count.
...1
...2
-Jagger somehow throws his shoulder up just in time yet again.
Tommy: How many times have we seen somebody kick out after a Infinite Wisdom.
Norman: I’m not sure we ever have.
-Sage looks at him in amazement and then mounts him from behind. He grabs Jagger by the head and attempts to lock in a tazzmission. With Jagger extremely injured he puts up little fight as Sage locks it in. Not long after it is applies Jagger begins to tap across Sage’s arm.
Norman: That’s it, Sage is in the finals.
Alexander Cain: Here’s your winner, “The Anti-Hero” Sage Christensen!
Tommy: Stay tuned folks and see who he’ll meet in the finals.
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May 28, 2008 22:29:19 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:29:19 GMT -5
Commercials for Fruit of the Loom, Kellogg’s Frosted Flakes, and Wii Fit are shown.
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May 28, 2008 22:30:26 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:30:26 GMT -5
We return to the arena, backstage with Jason Carter-Wales who is quickly rushing down the hallway. The bouncing camera struggles to keep up.
JCW: I have just gotten word that there is something going down in TC Jagger’s locker room.
Carter-Wales turns a corner and stumbles upon TC Jagger’s locker room. The door is busted open and there are chairs and other items scattered around the floor. Inside Jagger is destroying everything in sight
JCW: Jagger what the hell is going on!
Jagger takes a chair into a table covered with tape, gauze, and other medical supplies.
Jagger: I’m sick of it!
Jagger walks over to his locker and grabs the Triple Threat Title as Lee Varitek watches carefully from the other side of the room
Jagger: One thing at a time! I can’t deal with all this [BLEEP] now! Take your damn title!
Jagger throws the title across the room at Varitek and then storms out of the room, pushing the camera and Jason Carter-Wales out of the way.
Jagger: God Damn It!
Jagger disappears down the hall. Carter-Wales glances at Varitek with a stunned look, and then back to the camera.
JCW: What the hell!? I’ve never seen Jagger flip out like that. Hopefully we can get some answers soon. Back to you guys.
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May 28, 2008 22:31:29 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:31:29 GMT -5
We cut back to ringside.
Jari Pulaski: I think it’s safe to say that Jagger isn’t taking the loss very well.
Tommy Veot: I sure hope Lee Varitek doesn’t take the blunt end of Jagger’s rage. It’s not his fault.
Stormin’ Norman: We’ll get you folks an update as soon as we can. Right now, it’s time for the main event.
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May 28, 2008 22:32:14 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:32:14 GMT -5
Norman Asner: Ladies and gentlemen do we have a match in store for you.
Tommy Veot: That's right Norman up next is our first semi-final of the night pitting The Adrenaline Rush Pierce Cavanaugh against Rob DiPietro
Jaromir Pulaski: Even I have to admit that this is going to be a good one.
Norman Asner: Well we wont have to wait long to find out.
"Prayer of the Refugee" hits and the lights turn out. All that remains are two blue spotlights searching the stage. Finally, they come together in the middle of the stage and focus on Pierce. He has on his wrestling tights and a warm up tee, like the one that you could buy in the shop. Pierce can’t seem stand still. He jumps up and down, throws punches and heel kicks at the empty space that is before him. He begins to jog down to the ring leaving the spotlight behind him. After jogging about half way down the ramp, his pyrotechnics go off, jets along the ramp. This signals the lights to change from nothing to a flashing blue strobe light. He gets to the ring and hops up onto the apron and then does a flip using the top rope into the ring. He’s full of energy and he stands in the ring punching, jumping and kicking while waiting for his opponent.
Tommy Veot: Well Cavanaugh looks ready tonight.
The arena goes pitch black as "Through Fire and Flames by Dragonforce begins to play. A big explosion of fire pyros go off and out walks Rob DiPietro. As he is walking down the ramp pillars of fire sprout up. He slides into the ring as the lights turn back on.
Jaromir Pulaski: Rob looks just as ready Tommy, I hope these two tear each other apart.
"Honest" Abe Sanders calls for the bell. The two men begin by circling each other. Pierce engages the action by calling for a test of strength. The crowd cheers and Rob looks around for a moment before raising his hand up and locking it with Pierce's. The Adrenaline Rush lifts up his other hand but instead of matching it Rob spins and delivers a heel kick right to his opponent's gut.
Norman Asner: The more experienced DiPietro with a crafty move.
Wasting no time Rob spins the arm he still has into a standing arm bar and begins to crank it mercilessly. The referee checks for the submission but Cavanaugh waves it off. Rob gets up on his toes to apply more leverage but Pierce surprises him by diving and rolling out of the hold. The escape sends DiPietro tumbling into the turn buckle. Seizing his opportunity Peirce springs to his feet and charges, hitting a stinger splash. Rob slumps down into the corner instantly.
Norman Asner: What a way to start off this match for Pierce Cavanaugh, if he can keep this intensity up he might just win this one.
Tommy Veot: Rob needs to slow this momentum down.
Cavanaugh is now well in control and is laying boots into DiPietro in the corner. He gets a little too rough with it and Sanders calls for a break. As he backs Pierce off, Rob rolls out of the ring to regain his composure. Not wanting to give his opponent a second to catch his breath Pierce immediately walks over to the ropes...and right into a trap. DiPietro grabs his feet out from underneath him and pulls him out of the ring. Once on the outside, he wastes little time in irish whipping him right into the steel ring post.
Norman Asner: What a ruthless move by DiPietro
Jaromir Pulaski: That's the Rob I want to see.
Rob follows up with some stomps as the ref begins his count.
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5..
Rob is still stomping away.
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8..
He finally rolls into the ring to break the count then rolls back out but only to pick up a downed Cavanaugh and throw him into the ring. Rob stalks his opponent for a minute before sliding in him self and delivering an elbow drop to Pierce's knee.
Norman Asner: It looks as if DiPietro is trying to soften Pierce up a little bit here.
Rob delivers another one, then another.
Tommy Veot: Just no remorse.
He drops one last elbow on the knee for good measure before picking up the leg and making a throat cutting signal.
Norman Asner: He could be going for the Samurai lock here.
Rob circles around the leg but as he goes to grab the other one he is caught in a small package. Abe Sanders makes the count.
1..
2..
3!!
Norman Asner: Cavanaugh did it! He upset the number one seed!
Tommy Veot: Well DiPietro had the match well in hand but all it took was one small slip up.
Jaromir Pulaski: Wow, well I was expecting something a little more epic than that but still, what a win for Pierce Cavanaugh as he advances into the finals to meet the World Champion.
Tommy Veot: Folks, what a night. We’ve got one more round before Exodus. Be sure to tune in to see Pierce Cavanaugh face Sage Christensen, in what is sure to be one hell of a fight. For Stormin’ Norman Asner and Jari Pulaski, I’m Tommy Veot. Goodnight!!!
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May 28, 2008 22:37:55 GMT -5
Post by AWG Staff on May 28, 2008 22:37:55 GMT -5
The End
Thanks to all who helped and RP'd on this busy holiday week. This was a great show with even more great matches.
The card for next week will be up tomorrow night.
Thanks, -AWG Staff
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ALSO!!! To Jack Gaither, your segment was intentionally not put in the show. There is a reason behind it, and a PM will be sent to you tomorrow explaining everything. If needed, the segment can still be used next week, or it can even be placed in the AWG.com forum. But we believe you would like to hear what we have in store for you first.
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