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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:24:56 GMT -5
The Screen is black. Slowly, the green letters “AWG” begin to fade in. The screen cuts to clips of the entire AWG World Title Tournament as “Scream, Aim, Fire” by Bullet For My Valentine, the official song of AWG Exodus begins to play.
- Preston Romeo walking out
- Jagger battling it out with Johnny Knuckles
- Max Power defeating
- Anthony Phoenix pinning Adam Apocalypse
- Pierce Cavanaugh rolling up Rob DiPietro
- And finally, Sage Christensen with his hand raised at the end of the tournament.
We cut to the Toyota Center in Houston, Texas. The opening pyro hits, deafening those in the arena. The stage is colored dark blue and black, and is set up with a much bigger MegaTron. The camera pans around the arena as the fans begin to go wild. There are an abundance of Jack Gaither signs in the stands tonight.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:25:25 GMT -5
We cut to the commentators at ringside.
Tommy Veot: Hello everyone and welcome to beautiful Houston, Texas for tonight’s AWG, Exodus! I’m Tommy Veot alongside Stormin’ Norman Asner, and the always loveable, Jari Pulaski.
Jari Pulaski: Go to hell, Veot.
Stormin’ Norman: Well folks, what a night we have in store for you. Tonight, two titles are on the line, and two number one contenders spots are up for grabs.
Tommy Veot: And don’t forget that we also have a recent addition to the line-up, where one AWG developmental superstar will get his shot at an official AWG contract here tonight.
Stormin’ Norman: Yes, we’ll get to that shortly, but right now, let’s go down to the ring with Alexander Cain set to introduce the participants for our first match of the night!
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:26:19 GMT -5
Alexander Cain: This tag team match, is scheduled for one fall…
"My Way" by Frank Sinatra begins to play as Max Power walks out in a black and white tux with the bow tie untied. He waits on the stage for his partner.
Stormin’ Norman: I don’t care who the new member of Awg is, their still going to have a tough time against this man and the hardcore champion.
The arena lights go a bluish hue as "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson begins to play. As the theme continues Phoenix walks out in black hooded waistcoat with silver lining and his blue and black wrestling shorts shining in the bluish hue with his hardcore title shining around his waist. Anthony stands with his head down as he holds his hands in a prayer like pose with his index and middle fingers held up like a gun and the rest laced together.
Alexander Cain: Introducing first, the team of Max Power and Anthony Phoenix!
The lights in the arena change as the song starts in earnest with flashing reds, oranges, and yellows making the arena look like it’s on fire as Phoenix holds his arms out in an arrogant pose…fireballs emit from the stage. Max struts his stuff as he walks down the ramp, taunting the crowd on the way. Meanwhile, Phoenix walks in time to the music as he makes his way to the ring. Anthony stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks up; he raises his arms again as if he’s giving homage to some unknown god. Max rolls into the ring as he counties to taunt the crowd. Max takes off his sport coat and dress shirt as Anthony then enters the ring and heads for the right turnbuckle nearest the announce table and holds his arms out in the same arrogant pose as at the entrance ramp. When he does so a shower of golden pyro is emitted from the ceiling making it look like it’s raining down on him. He jumps down from the turnbuckle and stands in the middle of the ring holding his hands together in a prayer like pose with his index and middle fingers held up like a gun and the rest laced together holding his head down as the song ends.
Tommy Veot: Well, the suspense is almost over, let’s find out who Beckham’s tag team partner will be.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:27:21 GMT -5
“Indestructible” by Disturbed hits the speakers. After a few moments, pryo erupts from the stage before raining back down. TC Jagger steps out wearing a black dress shirt and pants. His hair has been cut short, and is spiked up with blue tips. He walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand.
Stormin’ Norman: Take a look at Jagger! What a new look for him!
Jari Pulaski: Yeah, yeah, yeah. We don’t need to hear his mouth yap, let’s get on with this.
The music fades as Jagger raises the microphone.
Jagger: You can step out of the ring, Alex. I’ll take it from here.
Alexander Cain steps out of the ring and returns to his spot near the commentating crew.
Jagger: Tonight, everyone around the world will witness the birth of the greatest thing to happen in professional wrestling. Tonight, Murder For Hire will begin it’s takeover of AWG.
The crowd boos.
Jagger: I finally have come to the realization that joining the original Authentic Wrestling Gods was not the correct choice for me. So tonight, I along with two of my closest, and dearest friends, will return things to the way they used to be. The way things were when I first started in this business. The ONLY way that truly allows one to succeed.
Jagger pauses and turns to the entrance behind him.
Jagger: So now, I give to you, the first half of the future AWG Tag Team Champions. From the greatest city in the world, Boston, Massachusetts, Travis Beckham!
“Death March” by Black Label Society begins to play. Beckham steps out onto the stage with a towel draped over his head. He slowly makes his way toward Jagger before stopping and turning to face the entrance with him.
Tommy Veot: The suspense is killing me!
Jagger: And now, introducing the other half of the future Tag Team Champions. Former ACW World Tag Team Champion…from Wall Street in New York City…
“Here Comes The Money” begins to play.
Jagger: …NASDAQ!!!
Green pyro shoots up from the stage and Nasdaq walks out onto the stage wearing a black suit and tie. He carries a sliver metal briefcase with him as he steps over to join Beckham and Jagger. Every old ACW fan in the arena is on their feet as Jagger leads both Beckham and Nasdaq down the ramp to ringside.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:28:08 GMT -5
Tommy Veot: I can’t believe it! Jagger has gotten Nasdaq to return to the ring!
Stormin’ Norman: It’s been almost a year since the former champion has stepped into the ring. I can’t wait to see what he’s got in store tonight!
Jari Pulaski: He’s still got to go through Power and Phoenix, you said it yourself.
Beckham and Nasdaq enter the ring. Beckham tosses the towel into the stands as Nasdaq takes off his coat, shirt and tie, setting them near his briefcase in the corner of the ring. Referee Donnie Duncan sends both teams to their corners before calling for the bell.
*Ding Ding*
Tommy Veot: Here we go, with the first action of the night.
Beckham starts in the ring with Phoenix. The two men circle for a moment before Phoenix charges with a clothesline. Beckham staggers backward but doesn’t fall. Phoenix bounces off the ropes and tries again, only to be met with a big boot from Beckham.
Stormin’ Norman: There’s nothing like running face first into a size 15 boot to slow you down.
Beckham picks Phoenix up and delivers a sidewalk slam. He remains on top and Donnie Duncan makes the count.
One…
Two…
Kickout!
Stormin’ Norman: A close call early on. That big boot must have done some damage.
Beckham picks Phoenix up delivers a few big shots to the head as he backs him toward the corner. Beckham then whips him into the other corner and follows up with a giant clothesline. At the last second, Phoenix slides out of the way and scrambles to make the tag.
Jari Pulaski: That’s heads up fighting right there.
Phoenix makes the tag to Power as Beckham stumbles out and makes the tag to Nasdaq.
Tommy Veot: And now we finally get to see the former tag team champion in action.
Power and Nasdaq begin to trade right hands back and forth. Finally, Nasdaq gains the upper advantage, backing Power into the corner. Nasdaq climbs the first two ropes and continues to deliver punches. After ten blows to the head, Nasdaq steps back and delivers a DDT to Power. He hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
One…
Two…
Anthony Phoenix enters the ring and breaks the count. Nasdaq stands up and begins to deliver punches to Phoenix. Nasdaq backs Phoenix into the ropes and then tosses him toward the opposite side. Beckham grabs the ropes and pulls down, sending Phoenix flying down to the mat.
Tommy Veot: And there goes Phoenix!
Nasdaq calls for Beckham to enter the ring. Nasdaq begins to climb the ropes as Beckham enters and pulls Power to his feet.
Stormin’ Norman: Could it be!?
Beckham lifts Power, gorilla press style. Nasdaq leaps off the top ropes, grabs Power and executes a flying RKO.
Stormin’ Norman: Stock Market Crash!
Nasdaq hooks the leg. Phoenix tries to enter the ring but Jagger grabs him and pulls him back down to ringside.
One…
Two…
Three!!!
*Ding Ding*
Alexander Cain: Here are your winners…Murder For Hire!!!
Nasdaq stands as Donnie Duncan raises his hand in victory. “Here Comes The Money” blares over the speakers as Jagger congratulates Beckham and Nasdaq.
Tommy Veot: What an impact Nasdaq has made already! I can’t wait to see Murder For Hire face off against Criminal Intent.
Stormin’ Norman: You said it.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:28:54 GMT -5
Norman: Well now, it's time for a match that wasn't originally on the card. But the administration thought it might be the time to give some of the hard working developmental talent a shot.
Tommy: That's right and before we came on air tonight, there was a 25-man battle royal with the winner getting a shot tonight against some AWG talent for a chance at a full time contract.
Norman: Let's roll that footage.
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-The screen becomes overtaken by footage from before we went on air. Three men appear in the ring. One being a large bearded man wearing no shirt and bearing his hairy chest. The other being a small Swedish kid with long blond hair and his country's flag for shorts and the well know developmental Surge in his classic Green tights. The large bearded man hits a heavy clothesline across the chest of the Swedish kid as he goes to the floor. Surge then attempts to attack the large man from behind by jumping on his back. The man flings Surge over him head and onto the mat. He then picks him back up and gets him up in a powerbomb position. He then drives him hard into the turnbuckle with a powerbomb essentially knocking Surge out. He then turns around to a running lariat from the Swedish wrestler. His momentum carries himself as well as the large bearded man out of the ring, leaving only Surge, lifeless in the corner.
Alexander Cain: Here’s you winner, who will go on to face an AWG roster member for a roster spot tonight at Exodus, Surge!
-The referee moves over to raise his hand, but he fails to move out of the corner. The referee repeatedly raises his hand anyways as it falls every time he lets go.
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Norman: Well that was certainly a riveting match and now after many Authenticity appearances, Surge is going to get a shot here at Exodus for his chance to be a permanent roster member.
Jaromir: Yeah, but we don’t know who he’s going to have to face yet. It could be anybody.
Tommy: That’s true, there are several members of the roster who aren’t scheduled here tonight, it could be any of them or even somebody who might already have a match.
(Generic Rock Music)
-The lights dim green as Surge enters in his green tights. He’s walking noticeably crooked as a result of the corner powerbomb earlier. He rolls under the bottom rope and enters the ring.
Jaromir: this guy is a joke. Get him out of the ring. He can’t even walk, he’s drunk.
Norman: That wobble is from the shot he took in order to get here tonight.
Jaromir: Yeah and what shot was it that he delivered to get here. Oh yeah...HE DIDN’T!
Tommy: Nevertheless, he is here. So, let’s see who he’ll face.
-The arena goes silent waiting for the music to hit.
(5 Minutes Alone)
Jackboot enters from backstage and stops at the top of the ramp.White sparks engulf him as he drops to one knee and kisses each of his enormous biceps... (named) Justice and Order. Jackboot smiles and nods, then heads down the ramp charging to ringside. Jackboot slides under the bottom rope then paces back and forth testing out the ropes.
Tommy: Well, his partner has been testing the singles waters, I guess he decided to try them himself.
Jaromir: Oh man, what has Surge gotten himself into this time.
-Abe Sanders calls for the bell and the match is underway. Surge runs at Jackboot only to take a full right hook to the jaw. Abe Sanders steps in reminding Jackboot to refrain from closed fists. Jackboot picks him up and hits him with a giant powerslam.
Tommy: Wow, I hate to agree with Jarhead over here, but Surge is in some trouble.
-Jackboot makes the cover as Abe Sanders makes the count.
...1
...2
-Jackboot pulls his shoulder up for him, prolonging the match.
Norman: Now, that’s just not good sportsmanship.
Jaromir: Yeah, but it is funny.
-Jackboot pulls up Surge who from out of nowhere lands a punch to his face. Slightly stunning Jackboot Surge quickly makes his way to the ropes where he bounces off. However, Jackboot does the same and in the middle of the ring Surge meets Jackboot’s boot.
Norman: Looks like Surge got to taste Das Boot before he gets sent back down to the developmental leagues.
Jaromir: Taste? You have to be alive to taste stuff.
-Jackboot makes the cover and Abe Sanders makes the count
...1
...2
...3
Alexander Cain: Here’s your winner, “The Machine” Jackboot.
Tommy: Well, that was one for the ages.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:29:42 GMT -5
A set of clips showing footage from the Johnny Knuckles/TC Jagger rivalry air. Clips include Jagger’s victory over Knuckles in the Tournament, Jagger helping to eliminate Knuckles in the first Triple Threat qualifier, Jagger allowing Knuckles to pin Lee Varitek so they may face off once again, and finally the brawl that took place at the House Show in Corpus Christi which lead out into the parking lot.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:30:29 GMT -5
We cut back to ringside with Tommy Veot, Jari Pulaski and Stormin’ Norman Asner.
Tommy Veot: Well folks, all the talk has been about Knuckles and Jagger, but we must remember that this is a Triple Threat match, and Adam Apocalypse is the real deal. He has every chance to walk out of this as the champion.
Jari Pulaski: If anyone aside from Knuckles walks out as champion, I’ll be stunned. Neither Jagger nor Apocalypse have enough desire.
Alexander Cain: This match, is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the VACANT Triple Threat Title…
“Indestructible” by Disturbed begins to play. After a few moments, a huge blue pyro explodes on stage. As the last of the blue sparks fall, TC Jagger steps out onto the stage. The tips of his hair are dyed the same shade of blue as the pyro. He wears a new set of black pants with blue flames up the sides. He slowly walks to the ring, climbing the ring steps up to the apron. He launches himself over the top rope and another set of blue pryos erupt from the corners of the turnbuckle.
Stormin’ Norman: I love the new look of Jagger. And with Beckham and Nasdaq pulling out the win earlier tonight, I like his odds going into the match too.
Survival of the Sickest by Saliva plays over the pa system. Jagger stares up at the stage waiting for Knuckles to appear when…
Jari Pulaski: Haha! That’s my man!
Knuckles appears from under the ring. He slides into the ring and takes Jagger out with a huge forearm to the back of the head. Referee Manny Herrera looks around, not yet prepared to start the match.
Tommy Veot: You can’t start the match with only two participants!
Stormin’ Norman: That’s not stopping Knuckles.
Without music or proper entrance, Adam Apocalypse appears on stage. He drops his fur coat and runs down to the ring as Knuckles continues to stomp away at Jagger. Apocalypse slides into the ring and Manny Herrera calls for the bell.
*Ding Ding*
Stormin’ Norman: Now we’re underway!
Tommy Veot: But look at Jagger, he’s already taken a beating. Things don’t look good for him at the moment.
Apocalypse rushes over to where Knuckles is attacking Jagger and tosses him out of the way. Apocalypse beings to stomp Jagger himself before Knuckles returns with a sharp right hand.
Jari Pulaski: What a shot!
Apocalypse stumbles backward and Knuckles follows up with several knife edge chops. Knuckles tosses Apocalypse into the ropes and delivers a kick to the gut when he returns. Knuckles then hooks the tights and delivers a vertical suplex. He rolls over and makes the quick cover.
One…
Jagger has made it to his feet and breaks up the count with an elbow to the side of Knuckles’ head. Jagger mounts and begins to deliver closed fists to Knuckles. Knuckles throws up his hands to block and eventually tosses Jagger off. Jagger rolls and pops to his feet as Knuckles does the same. The two men stare each other down.
Tommy Veot: What energy!
Apocalypse makes it to his feet and tries for a clothesline from behind Knuckles. At the last second, Knuckles ducks out of the way and Apocalypse continues past. Jagger grabs him and tosses him over the top rope, sending him crashing down by the commentating crew.
Stormin’ Norman: And Apocalypse takes a tumble down to ringside!
Knuckles charges and delivers a forearm t the back of Jagger’s head. Jagger falls into the ropes and Knuckles hooks in a German Suplex. He delivers and keeps hold, transferring into a reverse headlock.
Tommy Veot: Nice move there by Johnny Knuckles. He’s really out to prove that his loss to Jagger was a fluke.
Jari Pulaski: Which it was.
Jagger punches the arms and shoulders of Knuckles until the hold is loosened. Jagger slides out and grabs onto Knuckles’ left arm, wrenching it up behind his back.
Stormin’ Norman: Textbook reversal!
Knuckles flips over and straightens out his arm. He gets to his feet and whips Jagger into the ropes. In the meantime, Apocalypse is climbing back into the ring and grabs the top rope at just the right time to send Jagger flying over the top down to ringside.
Jari Pulaski: Brilliant move from Knuckles!
Tommy Veot: You mean lucky?
Jari Pulaski: Whatever works.
Apocalypse turns around to look as Jagger falls to the mat. He turns and is met with a dropkick from Knuckles sending him back down to ringside.
Jari Pulaski: And look who’s still standing!
Tommy Veot: Too bad this isn’t a battle royal.
Jari Pulaski: It really is.
Knuckles follows the two men and slides out of the ring. He kicks Apocalypse aside and lifts Jagger to his feet. He grabs Jagger by the head and slams him face-first into the commentators table.
Stormin’ Norman: Watch out!
Jagger falls back to the mat. A slight trickle of blood appears just below his hairline. Again, Knuckles lifts Jagger, whipping him into the barricade. Knuckles takes a few steps back and charges at Jagger. Jagger uses Knuckles momentum and delivers a back body drop sending Knuckles flying into the stands. Jagger then walks over to Apocalypse and rolls him into the ring.
Tommy Veot: Jagger controlling the pace right now.
Jagger reaches under the ring and begins to dig around. He pulls out a small black bag and begins to dig around inside. Then out of nowhere, Knuckles delivers a huge chair shot to the back of Jagger’s head.
Stormin’ Norman: And now Jagger may have been taken out of the picture!
Tommy Veot: What was he looking for?
Jari Pulaski: Looks like we won’t find out, now will we?
Knuckles tosses the chair aside and slides into the ring. He grabs Apocalypse before he fully makes it to his feet and delivers a spinebuster. He then sets up for the Omerta and waits for Apocalypse to get to his feet.
Jari Pulaski: This is it, it’s over!
Apocalypse staggers to his feet. Knuckles taunts Apocalypse waving him towards himself. Apocalypse goes for a weak clothesline, and Knuckles counters. He hooks the head and spins him around into a diamond cutter.
Jari Pulaski: Omerta! Goodnight!
Knuckles falls and hooks the leg. A few seconds pass and there’s no count. Referee Manny Herrera is busy trying to prevent Jagger, who has regained himself and climbed to the opposite turnbuckle, from doing something.
Jari Pulaski: What are you doing! Make the count!
Knuckles gets to his feet and makes his way over to the corner. He tosses referee Manny Herrera out of the way and goes to throw a punch at Jagger. Jagger grabs Knuckles’ hnd and locks it into a pair of handcuffs.
Tommy Veot: What!?!
Jagger hops down from the apron as Knuckles realizes that he’s handcuffed to the top turnbuckle. Jagger laughs and makes his way to the other side of the ring before sliding in. Knuckles frantically tries to get loose, but to no avail.
Stormin’ Norman: Jagger has taken Johnny Knuckles out of the equation.!
Jagger steps over Apocalypse and grabs his legs, setting up what at first seems to be a Boston Crab. Jagger instead places Apocalypse’s knees above his shoulders and steps over his arms, setting up an inverted belly to back.
Tommy Veot: What is this?!
Jagger smiles as Knuckles helplessly looks on. He delivers a Styles Clash and rolls Apocalypse over for the cover. Referee Manny Herrera is still trying to loosen the handcuffs, but Jagger yells for him to make the count. Herrera looks around the ring helplessly before dropping to make the count.
One…
Two…
Three!!!
*Ding Ding*
Jari Pulaski: NO! Jagger stole it!
Alexander Cain: Here is your winner, and NEW AWG Triple Threat Champion…TC Jagger!
Jagger slides out of the ring as he is handed the Triple Threat Championship. “Indestructible” plays as he laughs his way up the ramp. Johnny Knuckles looks on with absolute rage as Jagger disappears behind the curtain.
Stormin’ Norman: I can’t believe what we just witnessed here! I’m sure I speak for everyone here when I say that I don’t think that this feud is going to end anytime soon.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:32:12 GMT -5
TOMMY: Ladies and gentlemen, Jason Carter-Wales is backstage with Jack “The Golden Eagle” Gaither. Jason, what is on the mind of “The Golden Eagle” just before he faces Sage Christenson for our company’s biggest prize?
*The cameras switch to a live feed outside of Jack Gaither’s locker room, but the door is closed.*
JCW: Well Tommy; as you can see, the door to Jack Gaither’s locker room behind me is closed. For reasons notwithstanding, he has declined all on-camera interviews, but I did get a word with him off-camera. He told me that he wants to focus all of his energies on his upcoming match with AWG World Heavyweight Champion Sage Christensen, but he is also dedicating tonight’s match to the memory of the late Katherine Gaither; he says that in his own mind, there would be nothing more sweeter than to win the AWG World Title for her—and for the many fans that have continued to support him for the past several months. Guys, back to you.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:32:59 GMT -5
Tommy Veot: Well folks, before we get started again, We’ve got a message from one of our favorite women here at AWG.
The MegaTron lights up with the image Jill DiPietro holding RJ on a video feed from Boston, Massachusetts.
Jill: I would like to wish a happy father’s day to my father in Kyoto, Japan, to my husband Rob and all the fathers around the world.
Jill makes RJ wave as the fans applaud.
Jill: RJ wants to wish you a happy father’s day and good luck in your tables match tonight. And honey be careful tonight.
Feed ends.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:34:39 GMT -5
Tommy Veot: Well I’m not sure how careful Rob can be. Pierce Cavanaugh is one tough competitor and this IS a tables match.
Alexander Cain: The follow match is a Tables match and it is to determine the number one contender for the AWG World Title!!!
“Through Fire and Flames” by Dragonforce begins to play.
Alexander Cain: Entering first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 205 pounds…Rob DiPietro!!!
-Arena goes pitch black when "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 light turn back on.
Tommy: And boy the crowd seems to be behind Rob tonight
Norman: Well, being allinged in Dynasty with the hometown boy has to earn you some points in the eyes of the fans
“Prayer Of The Refugee” by Rise Against begins to play.
Alexander Cain: And his opponent, he is one half of the AWG Tag Team Champions, from Spokane, Washington, weighing in at 226 pounds, “The Adrenaline Rush” Pierce Cavanaugh!!!
-As the music hits, 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.
Tommy: And here’s the man who was so close to winning the World Title Tournament.
Norman: Well, a win here tonight will yield the same reward as winning the tournament.
Jaromir: Yeah, but in order to win this, you need to put your opponent through a table.
-Referee Abe Sanders calls for the bell and the match is officially underway. Cavanaugh stares at DiPietro from across the ring. They lock up and Rob yanks Cavanaugh’s head down into a headlock. He tightens the hold until Cavanaugh backs him into the ropes and throws him off running. DiPietro comes back and ducks a straight-armed clothesline by Cavanaugh and bounces off the next rope. When he comes back for the second time he hits a spinning wheel kick knocking Cavanaugh down.
Tommy: DiPietro feeding off the crowd early and building some momentum.
Jaromir: Yeah, but he’s going to have to do more than hit a spinning heel kick to knock out Cavanaugh.
-DiPietro then drops for an elbow drop, but Cavanaugh rolls out of the way and locks his legs around DiPietro’s head. DiPietro struggles as Cavanaugh tries to lock his knee with his ankle in effort of a triangle choke. Cavanaugh struggles, but eventually DiPietro separates the legs and stumbles back on his knees in relief. Cavanaugh wastes no time getting DiPietro while he’s down, running and hitting a running knee to DiPietro on his knees. Cavanaugh then exits the ring and begins to look for a table.
Norman: We have our first table search of the night!
-DiPietro begins to rock back and forth as he holds his head in pain. DiPietro grabs onto the bottom rope and begins to help himself up. As DiPietro makes it to his feet, Cavanaugh pulls out a table but quickly slides into the ring.
Tommy: Rob takes the blow and makes it back to his feet rather quick, Cavanaugh doesn’t have time to set up the table.
-Cavanaugh shakes his head and then runs towards DiPietro to clothesline him over the top rope, but DiPietro drops the bridge and sends Cavanaugh flying to the outside. DiPietro then waits for Cavanaugh to reach his feet on the outside and propels himself outwards with a corkscrew plancha. DiPietro takes a second to gather himself on the outside as Sanders joins them on the outside. DiPietro then pulls Sage to his feet and drops him with a scoop slam.
Norman: Rob with the big plancha right in front of our announcing table here.
Tommy: Yeah and unlike Cavanaugh, DiPietro is going right back to work after hitting the big move.
-Rob then begins to dig underneath the ring apron as he looks for a table. Finally, he pulls one out, but is kicked in the stomach before he can put set it up. Cavanaugh then grabs DiPietro and delivers an implant DDT.
Jaromir: DiPietro could be out after Cavanaugh drove him down with that DDT.
-Cavanaugh slides a table into the ring as DiPietro rolls over and begins to look up. He then starts to use the announcing table to help himself back to his feet.
Norman: DiPietro hit with some heavy stuff thus far, but he is showing his resilience.
-Cavanaugh then advances towards him and is met with a surprise right hand. DiPietro delivers another and then turns and grabs a chair, which he sets up just in front of the announcing table. DiPietro then takes a hold of the stunned Cavanaugh and suplexes him to the ground.
Norman: After taking a big hit we are getting some offense from DiPietro.
Tommy: I’m just wondering what he has in mind for that steel chair that he just set up.
-DiPietro picks Cavanaugh back up and hits another suplex only inches away from the chair.
Norman: I think he was looking to hit that suplex to the chair there, but he just missed.
-DiPietro stands up and begins to yell as the crowd knows exactly what he is intending.
Tommy: I think he’s got something a little bigger on his mind and it could be the beginning of the end for Cavanaugh
-DiPietro begins to stalk Cavanaugh as he slowly makes it back to his feet. Cavanaugh finally reaches the vertical state and DiPietro hoists him up. He begins to lift, but Sage just jumps around him and gives him a back cracker.
Jaromir: This is why Cavanaugh is so dangerous, he slips out of big moves and hits ones of his own.
-Cavanaugh takes a breath, but DiPietro is quickly back to his feet. Cavanaugh meanwhile backs up and begins to run. When he gets close to DiPietro, DiPietro grabs him and hits a one man flapjack onto the steel chair.
Tommy: Maybe not what he originally intended for that chair, but it proves useful nonetheless.
-Rob goes over to the first table that Cavanaugh brought out and begins to bring it toward the announcers area.
Tommy: Cavanaugh doesn’t look like he is in good shape.
-Cavanaugh latches on to the ring apron and makes it to his feet. Rob finishes setting up the table next to the announcers table before turning to attack.
Norman: It’s so close that DiPietro can taste it.
- From nowhere, Cavanaugh summons all of his strength to run and jump up using the chair and kicks DiPietro over the announcing team and into the crowd. Cavanaugh then falls to the announcers table in exhaustion.
Tommy: Good God! Pierce Cavanaugh hits a huge dropkick out of nowhere.
Norman: Yes, but DiPietro seems to have disappeared into the audience.
Jaromir: Where’s he go? Where is he?
-Cavanaugh looks into the stands and then towards the ring. He climbs down and into the ring where he climbs a turnbuckle looking for his opponent. Still unable to find DiPietro, he goes back to the scene of the crime on the announcing table. He looks out into the stands intently searching for any sign. Suddenly, from around the side of the ring, DiPietro emerges holding a barbed wire covered baseball bat. He jumps up onto the announcing table and Cavanaugh turns around right into a shot to the face.
Tommy: Rob comes out of nowhere...quite literally.
Jaromir: Somebody disqualify him. That can’t be legal.
Norman: Everything is legal in a tables match.
-DiPietro stands on the edge of the table, poised to attack again. Slowly, Cavanaugh is back to a single foot and one knee.
Norman: What is going on!
-Cavanaugh forces his second foot underneath and stands up. DiPietro then goes right back on the offensive with a shot with the barded wire baseball bat to the back of Cavanaugh. Cavanaugh winces with the shot and DiPietro goes right back for another to the head. Cavanaugh ducks it as DiPietro finishes the swing. Cavanaugh wraps his arms around DiPietro’s waist and delivers a release German suplex off of the announcers table. Cavanaugh falls hard ot the mat, but DiPietro goes flying, crashing through the table that was set up right next to the announcers table.
*Ding Ding*
Jaromir: Oh My God! Cavanaugh has done it!
Tommy: That he has, but DiPietro gave him one hell of a match here tonight, look at the bloody Cavanaugh!
Norman: I don’t think either of them can stand!
-”Prayer Of The Refugee” by Rise Against plays as Cavanaugh pulls himself up and raises his hand in victory.
Alexander Cain: Here is your winner, “The Adrenaline Rush” Pierce Cavanaugh!
Tommy: What a hellacious match! Folks, we’ve got an even bigger match coming up, next!
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:35:37 GMT -5
A compellation of footage of both Jack Gaither and Sage Christensen is shown, hyping the main event. The footage shows Sage’s dominance thus far in AWG as well as Jack Gaither’s hard work and determinism. The Main Event is up NEXT!!!
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:36:29 GMT -5
TOMMY: Well ladies and gentlemen, we’ve seen lots of great action tonight, but now it’s time for perhaps the most publicized main event in the history of this company. How publicized is this match you ask? Well, there are a lot of members of the press representing 8 different metropolitan cities--including members of the Dallas Morning News, the Houston Chronicle, and the Corpus Christi Caller-Times—that are in attendance tonight; the good folks at ESPN and Sports Illustrated are here as well. Also, this match is being shown worldwide in 42 countries and in 17 different languages. In Corpus Christi, TX—Jack Gaither’s hometown—there’s a special watch party going on right now, and our special guest correspondent Steven King has all the details.
*The cameras switch from Houston to a live feed inside the AmericanBank Center Arena in downtown Corpus Christi, TX, where Steven King is located.*
STEVEN KING: Thank you very much guys, and I’m inside the AmericanBank Center tonight where a loud and raucous crowd of over 9,200 fans have gathered to watch the Gaither-Christensen match on the arena’s main jumbotron. Admission was only $5.00, but all of the proceeds went to the Katherine Gaither Memorial Scholarship Fund, which was set up to help those in need start college and accomplish their dreams. You got good food from Beamer’s Bar and Grill, you got great live music; all in all, it’s a party atmosphere down here. Tommy, Norman, Jarhead: back to you in Houston!
*The cameras go back to the announcers’ position*
TOMMY: It’s a party down in Corpus and here in Houston as well. Folks, it’s time to get ready for the most improbable and unlikely main event in this organization’s history!
NORMAN: You’re absolutely right Tommy! The talk over the past couple of weeks has been solely about Jack Gaither and his meteoric rise up the ranks. Now some people might say that Jack was “given” this opportunity to face AWG World Champion Sage Christensen instead of earning it, but you have to consider all the factors that went into this decision. The most notable factor is that Jack Gaither has never missed a single night of action in his career—either due to injury or other personal reasons.
JARI: Another thing about “The Golden Eagle” that has astounded me personally is the fact that he keeps coming back for more, and that’s how you earn the respect of your fellow colleagues. I have to say that Las Vegas and Atlantic City bookies have said that the odds of Gaither winning this match are at an astronomical 1.5 million-to-one.
NORMAN: The odds don’t seem to bother Jack at all; the odds might be stacked against him, but I must say that a lot of people we spoke to before we went on the air tonight have said that they want Jack to win this match.
JARI: It’s going to be a very bittersweet night for him if he does beat the champ, and I must say that the late Katherine Gaither is looking down from up above with a huge beaming grin on her face right now. This is going to be one of the most emotionally-charged main events in the history of this great organization.
TOMMY: You’re right about that Jarhead. Folks, let’s turn it over to another legend inside the squared circle—the one and only Michael Buffer!
*DING…..DING…..DING*
MICHAEL BUFFER: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight from the beautiful Toyota Center in Houston, Texas, it’s time for the AWG Exodus main event of the evening! Tonight, a proven champion and an upstart challenger will enter the squared circle, but only one will be left standing while the other will be down for a ten-count: for the AWG Heavyweight…Championship…of the World! Are you ready?
*crowd cheers*
TOMMY: Yes indeed!
JARI: Bring it on!
MICHAEL BUFFER: Wrestling fans: are you ready!?
*crowd gets even louder*
MICHAEL BUFFER: For the thousands in attendance, and the millions watching around the world. Live from the Toyota Center in downtown Houston, Texas, ladies and gentlemen: LLLLLLLLET’S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:37:55 GMT -5
Tommy Veot: Well ladies and gentlemen, we’ve seen lots of great action tonight, but now it’s time for perhaps the most publicized main event in the history of this company. How publicized is this match you ask? Well, there are a lot of members of the press representing 8 different metropolitan cities--including members of the Dallas Morning News, the Houston Chronicle, and the Corpus Christi Caller-Times—that are in attendance tonight; the good folks at ESPN and Sports Illustrated are here as well. Also, this match is being shown worldwide in 42 countries and in 17 different languages. In Corpus Christi, TX—Jack Gaither’s hometown—there’s a special watch party going on right now, and our special guest correspondent Steven King has all the details.
*The cameras switch from Houston to a live feed inside the AmericanBank Center Arena in downtown Corpus Christi, TX, where Steven King is located.*
Steven King: Thank you very much guys, and I’m inside the AmericanBank Center tonight where a loud and raucous crowd of over 9,200 fans have gathered to watch the Gaither-Christensen match on the arena’s main jumbotron. Admission was only $5.00, but all of the proceeds went to the Katherine Gaither Memorial Scholarship Fund, which was set up to help those in need start college and accomplish their dreams. You got good food from Beamer’s Bar and Grill, you got great live music; all in all, it’s a party atmosphere down here. Tommy, Norman, Jarhead: back to you in Houston!
*The cameras go back to the announcers’ position*
Tommy Veot: It’s a party down in Corpus and here in Houston as well. Folks, it’s time to get ready for the most improbable and unlikely main event in this organization’s history!
Norman Asner: You’re absolutely right Tommy! The talk over the past couple of weeks has been solely about Jack Gaither and his meteoric rise up the ranks. Now some people might say that Jack was “given” this opportunity to face AWG World Champion Sage Christensen instead of earning it, but you have to consider all the factors that went into this decision. The most notable factor is that Jack Gaither has never missed a single night of action in his career—either due to injury or other personal reasons.
Tommy Veot: Another thing about “The Golden Eagle” that has astounded me personally is the fact that he keeps coming back for more, and that’s how you earn the respect of your fellow colleagues. I have to say that Las Vegas and Atlantic City bookies have said that the odds of Gaither winning this match are at an astronomical 1.5 million-to-one.
Norman Asner: The odds don’t seem to bother Jack at all; the odds might be stacked against him, but I must say that a lot of people we spoke to before we went on the air tonight have said that they want Jack to win this match.
Jari Pulaski: It’s going to be a very bittersweet night for him if he does beat the champ, and I must say that the late Katherine Gaither is looking down from up above with a huge beaming grin on her face right now. This is going to be one of the most emotionally-charged main events in the history of this great organization.
Tommy Veot: You’re right about that Jarhead. Folks, let’s turn it over to another legend inside the squared circle—the one and only Michael Buffer!
*DING…..DING…..DING*
Michael Buffer: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight from the beautiful Toyota Center in Houston, Texas, it’s time for the AWG Exodus main event of the evening! Tonight, a proven champion and an upstart challenger will enter the squared circle, but only one will be left standing while the other will be down for a ten-count: for the AWG Heavyweight…Championship…of the World! Are you ready?
*crowd cheers*
Tommy Veot: Yes indeed!
Jari Pulaski: Bring it on!
Michael Buffer: Wrestling fans: are you ready!?
*crowd gets even louder*
Michael Buffer: For the thousands in attendance, and the millions watching around the world. Live from the Toyota Center in downtown Houston, Texas, ladies and gentlemen: LLLLLLLLET’S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!
*The lights instantly go out, causing the crowd to roar. Suddenly, the voice of Peter Cullen--a.k.a. "Optimus Prime"--is heard while “Autobots” from Steve Jablonsky’s score to the 2007 film Transformers plays. A spectacular laser show starts up—featuring projections of Jack Gaither and a flying eagle.*
Voice of Peter Cullen: In a world of opportunity and desire, one man has risen to the challenge against all odds. He has risen from pure human tragedy and is now one of the most beloved icons of our generation. Many have gathered from all across the world to witness a legend in the making. His life is a million-to-one shot, but his heart, desire, courage, and inner strength have become a driving force for what he is about to overcome. He dreamed of winning the chance of a lifetime; tonight, his dream comes true in front of those who love and admire him. He seeks to defend the values of honor and loyalty, and he works for the side of justice. Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Optimus Prime, and you are all witnesses to the rise and flight…of ”The Golden Eagle!”
*The lasers project Jack’s face with his signature in green and gold. The crowd gives a loud pop as an extended intro to “One Vision” is played. Challenger, the famous American bald eagle, flies from the top of the arena all the way down to the shoulders of a waiting trainer at ringside; a blast of pyro goes off, and Jack Gaither—sporting a #1 Tracy McGrady Rockets jersey--makes his way to the ring through the roar of the crowd. Jack hops into the ring and acknowledges the roaring crowd. A loud “GAITHER!” chant starts up as the referee checks Jack’s equipment.*
Jari Pulaski: Wow! I can hardly hear my own voice over this place!
Tommy Veot: The referee is making sure that they’re won’t be any shenanigans; however, you can’t be pinned, you can’t tap out, and you can’t be counted out or disqualified. The only way to win this match is put your opponent down for a ten-count.
Norman Asner: This is “The Golden Eagle’s” very first shot at the AWG World Heavyweight Championship—in fact, this is his very first time in a pay-per-view main event in his entire wrestling career. Jack Gaither debuted in the now-defunct Asylum Championship Wrestling back in September of last year and was an up-and-coming superstar until the company went under. After the ACW’s demise, he shortly became a member of the old Global promotion, which has also closed down as well; after Global ceased operations last December, he and his late wife Katherine joined the AWG—where he has been a mainstay since December 2nd, 2007. Jack Gaither has been through the pain of losing a loved one, yet he’s shown remarkable poise and perseverance in the face of tragedy.
Tommy Veot: Samantha Teague, Jack’s newly-found girlfriend, is watching from a ringside seat alongside his entire family in attendance tonight.
The lights in the arena go out as the opening notes of "Sorry, You're Not a Winner" by Enter Shikari begin to play. A little unexpectedly, Gaither's ovation is equaled as the AWG World Heavyweight Champion walks out from the back with a towel over his head and the belt around his waist. He walks down to the ring and even with the towel draping over his face you can feel his stare fixed right on Jack Gaither. He gets into the ring and tosses the towel to the outside before surrendering the title to Abe Sanders who holds it up for everyone to see.
Alexander Cain: The following match is a last man standing match and it is for the AWG world heavyweight championship! The only way this match can end is by one man leaving the other unable to answer the referee's ten count and there must be a winner. Introducing first, weighing in at one hundred and ninety-two pounds, he hails from Corpus Christi, Texas, "The Golden Eagle" Jack Gaither!
The crowd goes nuts.
Alexander Cain: And in the other corner, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty five pounds, he wrestles out of New York City and is the current AWG world heavyweight champion, "The Violent Messiah" Sage Christensen!
The crowd gets just as loud.
Alexander Cain gets out of the ring and Abe Sanders calls for the bell.
Norman Asner: We're underway here.
The two men walk to the center of the ring and stare each other down for a moment. The crowd begins to alternate between "Gaither" and "Sage" chants. They circle a bit before Gaither raises his arm for a test of strength. Sage stops and looks at him for a moment, then forgoes the offer and launches a left hand that connects with Gaithers face.
Norman Asner: What a shot by the champ
Gaither reels back a few feet before charging back at the champ with a fist of his own. Sage is a few steps quicker and ducks it resulting in the Golden Eagle spinning around in a full circle. As soon as he's facing Sage again, the Violent Messiah hits him with another left that sends him back into the ropes. Gaither grabs on to them to keep from stumbling down and regains his composure really quick.
Tommy Veot: Some early offense from the champ and it looks like Sage's experience is granting him an advantage here.
Jaromir Pulaski: Who are you kidding, Sage's EVERYTHING is granting him an advantage.
Gaither slowly moves back towards his opponent and in a mocking gesture Sage reaches up for a test of strength of his own. Gaither goes to oblige him but is met with a kick to the gut. With his opponent doubled over Sage grabs him by the head and tosses him promptly to the outside.
Norman Asner: Well it looks like the champ is just toying with him here.
Before the ref can even begin counting Gaither is back on his feet. He stands there for a moment sizing up Sage and formulating another plan of attack.
Tommy Veot: Well this isn't exactly how Gaither wanted to start the match, he need to come up with something quick or this is going to be very one-sided.
The Golden Eagle grabs the ropes to pull himself up on the apron but is instantly met with a baseball slide to the ribs. He falls back down to the mat on the outside.
Norman Asner: Sage isn't even going to let him back in the ring, that baseball slide looks like it knocked the wind out of the challenger.
As Gaither clutches his side on the ground, Abe Sanders begins to count.
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2...
The fans begin frantically chanting "lets go Gaither"
3...
With his wind returned the Golden Eagle is back on his feet. He goes to get in the ring again and for the second time Sage Charges with a baseball slide. This time Gaither gets out of the way and the champ slides to the outside. Gaither finishes his assent onto the apron and smiles as he points to his head, thinking he just outsmarted hs opponent. Unfortunately for the challenger, he doesn't realize Sage landed on his feet and he pulls Gaither's ankles out from under him causing his face to smack the ring on the way down.
Norman Asner: A clever move by the champ. Gaither may have lost some teeth.
Tommy Veot: Well so far Sage has been one step ahead the whole way.
Jaromir Pulaski: Gaither isn't even in the champ's league.
Not even giving Gaither time to feel pain, Sage continues the attack with a series of left hands. He then grabs his opponent by the head and rams it into the ring post. Gaither drops to his knees. The champ takes a few steps back, then charges and levels the Golden Eagle with a sickening shining wizard.
There is a collective gasp from the crowd.
Norman Asner: What a shining wizard! Gaither is down.
Jaromir Pulaski: Good, maybe Sage put him out of his misery.
Abe Sander begins to count
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Gaither gets up to his hands and knees
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He is now up to one foot and one knee, and Sage helps him the rest of the way by grabbing his head and pulling him up to his feet. He slaps him with a backhand chop then Irish whips him into the guard rail.
Norman Asner: Well Sage may have had the match won, but he lifted him to his feet anyways.
Tommy Veot: Well I think it'll take a little more to put Gaither down for the count.
Sage taunts his opponent, who is resting against the guard rail, with a light open handed slap across the face. He then walks over near the announcers table and grabs a steel chair. He goes back over to Gaither, who looks out of it, and mouths something to the effect of "lights out" before leveling him with a shot to the head. Gaither slumps down to the ground in a seated position.
Norman Asner: What a sickening shot.
Tommy Veot: Well it looks like the Violent Messiah isn't holding anything back tonight.
Jaromir Pulaski: I know and I love it! I don't even like the guy but I'm a fan of anybody who's beating the crap out of Jack Gaither.
Abe Sanders starts to count
1..
That's as far as he gets before Sage lifts Gaither up by the head again and tosses him as well as the chair back into the ring.
Tommy Veot: Well now the champ his just playing with him.
Jaromir Pulaski: He's doing exactly what he said he was going to, he's proving that Jack Gaither's heart is no match for talent.
With the chair laying on the mat, Sage pulls Gaither up to his feet and kicks him in the gut before grabbing his head. He makes a throat slitting motion then drops him with a DDT onto the chair. He hops back to his feet and points at Abe Sanders as if he's allowing him to start the count.
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Gaither is trying to push himself up but looks as if he's drained.
Norman Asner: Gaither has just taken too much punishment.
Jaromir Pulaski: It looks like Sage is going to retain his title without ever even getting struck!
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Gaither is able to get one of his legs under him
7..
He's now on his hands and knees, the crowd errupts and Sage, who wasn't even looking at him, turns around.
8..
Jack is up to one foot now
9..
With a desperate burst of strength Jack shoots his other leg up with so much force he stumbles back into the turnbuckle.
Norman Anser: Wow, Gaither somehow got to his feet!
The crowd is going absolutely nuts.
Tommy Veot: Well you can't count the golden eagle out just yet.
Sage looks anything but pleased and he grabs the chair to finish the job, as he walks over Gaither, who was using to corner to prop himself up, uses it to push off and he nails the champion with a spear.
Norman Asner: Spear by the challenger! He's finally got some offense in.
Jaromir Pulaski: It'll never last
As if he got a second wind, Jack follows up the spear by mounting the champion and laying into him with lefts and rights. As he begins using closed fists, Abe Sanders pulls him off. A shocked Sage Christensen uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet and Gaither motions for him to come on from across the ring. Sage looks pissed and he charges at Jack. The two begin trading punches. A left by Sage, a right by Gaither, a left by Sage, a right by Gaither, a left by Sage, a left by Sage, a left by Sage. Gaither begins reeling and aborts the slugging match by dropkicking Sage's knee out from under him.
Norman Asner: Gaither with the dropkick, lets see if he can capitalize.
Tommy Veot: Well you're not going to keep Sage down for long, he had better do something now.
Using this small window of opportunity, Jack grabs the chair from the other side of the ring. He stalks Sage as he gets to his feet and
*THWACK*
He levels the champion with a chairshot of his own. Sage hits the mat instantly and Abe Sanders begins to count.
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Sage starts to stir but Gaither, trying to pay him back from earlier, grabs him by the hair and pulls him to his feet.
Jaromir Pulaski: What an idiot! That may have been his only chance.
Norman Asner: Well let's hope Gaither's pride doesn't end up costing him the world title.
Gaither is still holding Sage by the hair and he goes to yell something at the champ but before he can even open his mouth Sage breaks a way then plants a superkick right into Gaither's jaw.
Norman Asner: Infinite Wisdom!
Tommy Veot: Such lightening quickness, that came out of nowhere!
Gaither looks like he's out cold but Sage is also down.
Tommy Veot: Well the referee can't start counting till one of them gets up.
Jaromir Pulaski: Get up Sage!
The crowd is split with half of them chanting for the challenger and half for the champion.
After not moving for a few moments, Sage kips up to his feet. The crowd goes crazy.
Norman Asner: Well Sage is back up and Abe Sanders can start his count now.
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Jaromir Pulaski: There's no way Gaither is getting up form the infinite wisdom
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The crowd starts to turn, with now nearly everyone begging JAck to continue
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There is a little movement as Gaither lifts his head up and reches out to grab the ropes.
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He begins to pull as the crowd gets even louder
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Sage has a look of disbelief on his face as Gaither is halfway up
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The crowd explodes as Jack gets to his feet.
Norman Asner: Somehow Jack got up!
Sage doesn't give him time to relax as he runs and clotheslines him from behind. He follows that by rolling out of the ring. and looking under the apron.
Norman Asner: Well what's Sage doing here.
Tommy Veot: He appears to be looking for something.
The Violent Messiah pulls out a table and slides it into the ring.
Jaromir Pulaski: Sage is going to make Gaither wish he hadn't got up.
Tommy Veot: This can't go anywhere good for the golden Eagle.
Sage Sets it up as Gaither is slowly getting back to his feet. He walks over and grabs Gaither by the head then drags him over next to the table. Sage kicks him in the gut and sets him up for a powerbomb. SOmehow Gaither is able to spring up but instead of hitting a back body drop, he hangs onto Sage's legs keeping him on his shoulders. Somehow he is able to maneuver Sage around before dropping him with the Samba Slam through the table
Norman Asner:Samba Slam!!!!!!
The crowd is going crazy for Gaither who has fallen to the mat.
Tommy Veot: Out of nowhere, Gaither might actually do it!
Jaromir Pulaski: Not so fast, he has to get up too. The ref can't count yet.
A strong "Get up Jack" chant echoes throughout the arena as he slowly tries to get to his feet. It takes him a good minute, but finally he is up and Abe Sanders begins to count.
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There is absolutely no movement from Sage.
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Norman Asner: Sage looks like he's out cold, this could be it!
Tommy Veot: I don't know if anyone could get up after that Samba Slam through the table.
Jaromir Pulaski: Screw these people, get up Sage, your title depends on it!
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The crowd gasps in amazement. After not moving for a couple minutes, Sage kips up to his feet again.
Norman Asner: Wow. It looked like the champ was down for good then out of nowhere he springs back to life, can anything keep this guy down.
A look of utter disappointment comes across Jack Gaither's face and he drops to his knees in disbelief. Sage, across the ring, looks as intense as ever and he charges at Gaither. The Golden Eagle hops back up and meets the champion as the two start laying into each other with punches. Sage is a little quicker and gets the upper hand, forcing Gaither back into the corner. He continues to wail on him with closed fists. Abe Sanders goes to pull the enraged champion off.
Tommy Veot - The referee now backing Sage out of the corner.
Norman Asner - He’s doing everything he can to keep the Golden Eagle down, but it’s just so hard to fathom the heart of Jack Gaither!
Tommy Veot - Clearly Sage Christensen began to get desperate there with the repeated beating in the corner.
The referee finally lets Christensen loose and tells him to let the man out of the corner. Sage does so, but just as Gaither comes staggering out from the corner, Christensen throws his leg up in the air for the Infinite Wisdom…
Ducked!
Norman Asner - Gaither ducked another try at the Infinite Wisdom super kick!
Gaither latches onto Sage and delivers the Samba Slam with all the fight he had left in him.
Tommy Veot - Samba Slam out of nowhere!
The momentum of both men hitting the mat, however, springs Christensen back up, where he falls into the very corner where he had cornered Gaither. Jack gets to his feet a split second after Sage…
…and is met with a super kick!
Tommy Veot - Oh my God! Christensen with the Infinite Wisdom, and it’s back-to-back finishers from these two World Title combatants!
Gaither and Christensen both collapse in a heap on the mat. They both appear to be totally out of it.
Jaromir Pulaski - Now they’re both down! I’ve never seen anything like that.
Norman Asner - Pure adrenaline brought the World Champion back to his feet and pure instinct allowed him to connect on that Infinite Wisdom super kick. But now we can see the effects of the second Samba Slam, as he and Jack Gaither are both down.
Tommy Veot - And the referee not counting either man down here. Remember, fans, that in this match there MUST be a winner…so we will not see a count until one man is standing.
Jaromir Pulaski - If either of them CAN stand after this!
The fans are on their feet and cheering. Chants of “Sage! Sage! Sage!” and “Gaither! Gaither! Gaither!” are echoing throughout the arena. The referee looks on, waiting for either man to get to his feet.
Tommy Veot - What a battle we have witnessed here tonight between a very deserving challenger and one hell of a champion.
Finally, Sage Christensen is the first to begin to stir. The Sage fans in the crowd begin cheering more loudly now, as Sage is trying to shake the cobwebs but still remains down on the mat.
Norman Asner - The champ is coming to life!
Shortly after, Jack Gaither starts to come to a bit. He is definitely more slowly coming to, as he is reaching, apparently towards Christensen, instinctively looking to continue the match.
Tommy Veot - Both men now…not even yet able to get to their knees…showing a little bit of life.
Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, some old familiar music starts playing. It starts with a slow bass rumbling and some acoustic pops which the crowd and our commentators instantly recognize.
Tommy Veot - Wait a minute!
Norman Asnwer - Don’t you tell me…
Jaromir Pulaski - Wait! Is it true?!
Out through the curtain walks none other than AWG superstar and former ACW World Champion…Dollar McDougal!
Norman Asner - Holy cow!
Jaromir Pulaski - DOLLAR!
Norman Asner - We haven’t seen McDougal in a few months!
Dollar McDougal makes his way to the ring, carrying his patented briefcase, while the surprised fans try to boo him out of the building.
Tommy Veot - I’m speechless, guys. Dollar McDougal is here…at Exodus?
McDougal slowly makes his way to the ring and climbs up the ring steps. He then enters the ring through the ropes, much to the dismay of the referee, who attempts to talk him out of it.
Tommy Veot - The ref is trying to keep Dollar McDougal from entering the ring here.
Norman Asner - But in this Last Man Standing match, there are obviously no disqualifications.
Jaromir Pulaski - Which means that the ref has no power. Get out of his way, you idiot!
McDougal shoves the ref aside. He then looks down at the two competitors in the ring, still attempting to come back to life. He smirks, gazing upon both of them beaten and battered from a hard fought match. He walks over the Christensen first, looks down, and laughs.
Tommy Veot - He’s going to go after Sage Christensen! One of the few men in this business who has pinned Dollar McDougal cleanly in the middle of the ring, and Dollar is looking for revenge of the highest magnitude!
Jaromir Pulaski - Brilliant, Dollar! Just brilliant!
McDougal looks out at the crowd and back down at Sage, but then turns away. He then walks over to Gaither, reaching out, and grabbing Dollar’s ankle with a loose hand, trying to pull himself up to fight.
Norman Asner - No, wait! He’s going to screw Gaither! Who could forget that feud that Dollar McDougal and Jack Gaither had for the better part of this year?
Gaither looks up at McDougal with hazy eyes and a scowl. McDougal pulls his foot back from Jack’s grasp and places it on his head. He shoves it down, putting Gaither’s head into the mat. Not so much in a painful way - but more a humiliating way.
Tommy Veot - McDougal knows that he can do whatever he wants here.
He then puts his foot on Gaither’s head again and does it one more time.
Jaromir Pulaski - He sure does. And he’s right!
Dollar then leaves Gaither again and goes back over to Sage, who he notices has finally gotten up to his knees!
Norman Asner - Wait! Sage is up to his knees! And….
Wham! Dollar McDougal delivers a swift kick right to the ribcage of the World Champion, sending him back down to the mat.
Norman Asner - Oh, come on! He’s just picking and choosing his spots!
Tommy Veot - Swift kick to the ribs of our World Champion.
Dollar then goes back over to the fallen challenger. He puts his briefcase down and grabs Jack Gaither under his arms and struggles to pull him up. He forces him back to the corner, where Gaither can barely stand. Propping Jack up against the corner, McDougal starts paint brushing Jack Gaither with slaps. Humiliating this young man as the crowd boos louder than ever now.
Norman Asner - This is so humiliating for the challenger as Sage Christensen is still down.
Jaromir Pulaski - He’s letting both these guys have it. What’s wrong with that?
McDougal then looks back down at the mat at his briefcase that he had set down. He grins wide and goes back over and picks it up. He slowly walks back over to Gaither, still propped up against the turnbuckle.
Tommy Veot - Oh, now what’s he going to do?
Jaromir Pulaski - You’ve seen this before, Tommy! Patented briefcase shot coming up!
McDougal smiles at the wounded Gaither and reels back with the briefcase. He goes to swing it at the Golden Eagle’s head, and…
Suddenly, from the side, Sage Christensen is now back to his feet! He grabs McDougal’s arm and pulls him around. The briefcase comes out of Dollar’s hand, and Gaither grabs it!
Norman Asner - The champ is up! And Jack’s got the case! McDougal is in trouble!
The crowd goes nuts, as Dollar begs off of Christensen. Sage delivers one solid left hand, which sends McDougal reeling between the ropes and out of the ring.
Tommy Veot - The World Champion just saved Jack Gaither from what certainly would have been a decisive blow to the cranium, and now….
SLAM!
Tommy Veot - …wait! No!
Norman Asner - My God, why?!
Jack Gaither has just rocked Sage Christensen, slamming him in the head with the briefcase! Sage goes down in a heap as the crowd, still on its feet, is collectively stunned.
Tommy Veot - I don’t believe it! Sage just saved him, and now this?!
The referee - also stunned by what has just happened - reluctantly starts the count.
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3.…
Dollar McDougal gets back on the apron, holding his jaw after that Christensen punch, and entering the ring. He stands across the ring now from Gaither.
4.…
5.…
Norman Asner - Gaither’s got McDougal’s briefcase, and there is a stare down over the seemingly unconscious body of our World Champion.
6.…
7.…
McDougal walks towards Jack Gaither, who, himself, limps towards McDougal, clutching the briefcase tightly and holding it in front of him.
8.…
9.…
Just as Dollar and Jack reach each other, Gaither holds the briefcase in front of him…and hands it back to McDougal. Dollar, in exchange, sticks out his hand…and…
Tommy Veot - Wait! Don’t you tell me…
10!!!
McDougal and Gaither shake hands just as the referee makes the count of 10!
Ring Announcer - Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match….and NEW AWG WORLD CHAMPION…JACK “THE GOLDEN EAGLE” GAITHER!
Norman Asner - I don’t believe it!
McDougal raises Gaither’s arm in the air as the crowd boos louder than they have all night at what they are witnessing.
Tommy Veot - Why would Jack Gaither stoop so low?!
Jaromir Pulaski - It’s the World Title! Who wouldn’t?!
Tommy Veot - Nobody with any morals, that’s for sure, Jari!
Dollar McDougal and the new World Champion Jack Gaither continue posing in the ring to choruses of boos over the fallen former champion as Exodus goes off the air.
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Post by AWG Staff on Jun 15, 2008 21:42:59 GMT -5
The End
WOW guys, this was one hell of a show. Two new champions, two new number one contenders, and old wreslters coming back!!
Congradulations to everyone, not just the winners, because it took everyone to make this show one of the best we've had. Also, Thanks to those who wrote segments and mathes.
Authenticity will not be happening this Wednesday, too short on time. But if anyone has any ideas as to where they would like to go for storylines/matches, please let the Staff know so we can try to plan. A card for the next authenticity should be up by Tuesday.
Thanks guys,
-AWG Staff
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