Post by Patrick Steel on Sept 18, 2011 15:53:35 GMT -3
Saturday Night Showdown #3
Live from the Showdown Arena, Atlanta, Georgia, 9487 in attendance
The official Saturday Night Showdown theme song hits over the PA as the camera pans around the crowd. All the fans in attendance are on their feet as pyro shoots off. The camera continues to show shots of the crowd until the theme song ends and fades out.
John Smith: Good evening folks and welcome to the third edition of Saturday Night Smackdown! I’m John Smith alongside Kash.
Kash: We’ve got a good card tonight for you folks. A triple threat match and a big debut, as well!
“Back in Black” hits over the PA and the fans cheer for owner Kane Harlow. The camera focus in on the entrance ramp as “Back in Black” continues to play and Kane Harlow still hasn’t appeared. The fans continue to cheer, but start to quiet down as Kane still hasn’t appeared halfway through his entrance music. Eventually the crowd goes quiet as the song ends and starts over without any sign of Kane. Finally the song is turned off and the arena is silent outside of people talking amongst themselves trying to figure out what’s going on.
Kash: What in the world is going on here John? Is Kane Harlow pulling a prank or something?
John Smith: I have no idea. This certainly is odd though
I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me
'cause I'm dead & bloated.
The first lines of “Dead & Bloated” hit over the PA and the crowd looks around confused.
I am trampled under sole of
another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly.
John Smith: What is this? Folks, I apologize, I have no idea what’s going on. If we could give you any information about this, I assure we would.
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow.
Finally, a young looking man, maybe 25, in blue jeans and a grey t-shirt walks out onto the entrance ramp and heads toward the ring. The crowd is completely still, not making a noise.
Kash: Who is this?
The man reaches the ring, walks up the steps, and enters the ring. He looks around at the crowd before walking over to Stevie Jackson to get a mic. The music fades out as the mysterious man stands in the middle on the ring.
Man: I know what you’re all thinking: “Where is Kane Harlow and who is this guy?” Don’t worry, I have answers for you and we’ll get to all of them, I promise. First things first though, tonight’s show will go on as planned. You will get your money’s worth tonight.
The crowd cheers half-heartedly, seemingly because they think that’s what they’re supposed to do.
Man: Now, as for Mr. Kane Harlow: He is gone. Not just for tonight, he’s gone for good. You see, Kane just couldn’t take the pressure of running a big time wrestling promotion. I guess you could say he cracked under the pressure. He laid some nice groundwork for me to work with. Nothing spectacular, but it’ll do. I guess that brings us to the second question: Who the hell am I? I’m Bryan Wake and I am the Chief Operating Officer of International Championship Wrestling. How ICW found me isn’t really something I care to get into at this point in time, nor is it really important. What is important is that I’m here now and I’m running things. What does that mean for you? A better product, of course. Big changes are in store for this company in the coming weeks. Hang on to your seats guys, because this is going to get crazy, I can assure you of that. I’d like to start the changes tonight, but the matches are already booked and I think it’d be best for the guys in the back if I didn’t shake things up too much. That doesn’t mean there won’t be a couple small shake ups, though. I suppose you’re all getting pretty bored listening to me talk, what do you say we start this new and improved version of ICW?!
Bryan Lane drops his mic and exits the ring as the crowd sits in silence, apparently still stunned from what they’ve just witnessed.
------Commercial Break------
------Commercial Break------
John Smith: Welcome back folks. All I can say after what we saw in the ring before the break is “WOW!” Kane Harlow has apparently stepped down from his position at ICW and we now have a new COO in Bryan Lane.
Kash: I’m speechless, John. What does this mean? Did Kane Harlow SELL ICW? Is he just an invisible owner now? What does this mean for our superstars? What a night so far!
John Smith: You said it Kash. We could talk about this all night, but it’s time for our first match of the evening. Our competitors are already in the ring.
Stevie Jackson: The following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, fighting out of Kansas City, Kansas, weighing in at 237 pounds: NOAH HANSON!
The crowd boos Hanson as he sits on the top turnbuckle waiting for the match to start.
Stevie Jackson: And now, fighting out of Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing in at 235 pounds: TYLER HIROKO!
Hiroko raises his arms as he is showered with boos.
Stevie Jackson: And their opponent, fighting out of Toronto, Canada, weighing in at 232 pounds: T.J. BLACK!
The crowd goes wild for Black, who waves his arms to try to get the crowd more excited. Suddenly, Black is hit from behind by Hiroko and Hanson, who both start kicking him in the back as he falls to the mat. Hanson scoops Black up and slams him back to the mat.
John Smith: What a cheap shot by Hiroko and Hanson, the match hasn’t even started yet!
Kash: They saw an opportunity and jumped on it, that’s wrestling.
The bell finally rings to signal the official start of the match. Hiroko picks Black up and drops him with a DDT, Hanson drops a knee across the back of Black’s neck as he hits the ground. Black struggles to get back to his feet, but is met with a Hiroko dropkick that sends him over the top rope to the floor. Hiroko hops to his feet, Hanson grabs him around the waist and throws him over his head for a belly to back suplex. Hanson grabs Black by the back of the neck and sets him up for a piledriver. Hiroko tried to flip him over his back, but Hanson overpowers him and is able to execute the DDT.
John Smith: Noah Hanson very impressive in the early going.
Kash: T.J. Black, on the other hand, is still motionless on the outside.
Hanson brings Hiroko back to his feet and hits a snap suplex. On the outside, T.J. Black has started to stir and is slowly getting to his feet. Hanson drags Hiroko over to the ropes and throws him over the top rope towards Black. Black notices Hiroko flying toward him at the last second and is able to roll out of the way, causing Hiroko to go crashing into the barrier.
John Smith: Oh my god! Tyler Hiroko just went head first into that barricade. That might be all she wrote for Hiroko in this match, Kash!
Kash: That was a nasty fall, John. Hiroko might need medical attention.
Hanson springboards off the top rope and hits Black with a flying cross body. Both men go crashing to the floor as the ref beings the count. 1…2…Both men are writhing around in pain and it’s unclear who took the worst of the fall…3….4…
John Smith: I don’t know if either of these men are going to be able to get up after that, we might see a double count out here.
….5….6….T.J. Black gets to one knee….7….Black is able to get to his feet and roll under the bottom rope as Hanson just beings to stir….8…Black gets to the top rope, keeping an eye on Hanson….9…Hanson gets to his feet and is just able to beat the 10 count. Black jumps off the top rope, going for a moonsault. Hanson is able to jump to his feet at the last second, though, and dropkick Black right in the chest as he’s coming down.
John Smith: OH MY GOODNESS! What a move by Hanson! I’ve never seen anything like that in my entire life!
Hanson walks to the corner and hops to the top rope. He gets his balance, leaps toward Black, and is able to connect with the Ladykiller.
Kash: Ladykiller! That’s it! That’s it!
Hanson hooks Black’s leg and goes for the cover…
1…
2…
3!
Stevie Jackson: Here is your winner: NOAH HANSON!
Hanson gets to his feet and raises his arm as the crowd boos him. He clutches his midsection and he walks to the back, arm still held high.
------Commercial Break------
------Commercial Break------
John Smith: Welcome back everybody, it’s time for our main event of the evening. Let’s kick it to Stevie Jackson.
Stevie Jackson: Ladies and gentlemen this is the main even of the evening. Introducing first, making his ICW debut: BROSTAR
"Show Goes On" by Lupe Fiasco plays as Brostar runs out of the entrance tunnel and onto the stage he raises his hands as he runs down the ramp and into the ring, he jumps up onto a Turnbuckle raises his hands again as he jumps off the turnbuckle with a backflip.
Stevie Jackson: And his opponent, he is the reigning ICW Television Champion: PATRICK STEEL
“To Hell With Good Intentions” hits over the PA and the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos. Patrick Steel steps out from behind the curtain with his hands to his side, as if he welcomes the boos. He walks toward the ring with a smile on his face, responding to the crowds jeers as he does. He pauses at the bottom of the ramp and taunts Brostar. Steel is seen mouthing the words “Come get me.”
John Smith: What is Steel doing here?
Kash: It appears he wants to start this match outside the ring.
Steel continues to taunt Brostar, who is looking around confused. Steel pounds his chest and is now screaming at Brostar. He turns around as heads back up the ramp, the crowd being booing loudly.
John Smith: Folks, it appears Patrick Steel does not want any part of this match, for some reason. He’s headed to the back.
Brostar rolls out of the ring and starts running toward Steel. He goes to club Steel across the back, but Steel sidesteps it and hits Brostar in the back of the head with his title belt. He starts kicking Brostar repeatedly in the back and the boos from the crowd grows louder.
John Smith: What the hell is this?! Patrick Steel planned this! Disqualify him, ref!
Kash: He can’t, Steel never entered the ring. This match never officially started.
Steel lifts Brostar to his feet and drops him right back to the floor with a double underhook DDT, which busts Brostar wide open. The fans in the front row and now throwing trash as Steel, who has a sinister look on his face and he sets Brostar up for a piledriver.
John Smith: No! Not this! Not on the exposed floor!
Steel lifts Brostar up and hits a spike piledriver, a loud gasp can be heard from the crowd. Medics rush from the back to attend to Brostar as Steel stands over him, laughing. Steel walks to ringside and snatches a mic from Stevie Jackson, the crowd boos almost deafening now.
Patrick Steel: Whoever is in charge back there now, I want you to listen up! I just raised the ante! Enough of these scrubs! Give me a real match! I want a challenge! I’m not the guy you let some nobody make his debut against. I’m not some gatekeeper. You hear me?! I will put this whole roster on the injured list if I have to, but I will get what I want. You’ve been warned. If no one makes it happen, I start chopping heads.
“To Hell with Good Intentions” hits as Steel drops the mic and points directly into the camera, a crazed smile on his face.
John Smith: Well, Steel made his point. I hate how he went about it, but he did it. That’s going to be it for us this week, folks. We’ll see you next time
Fade To Black
Live from the Showdown Arena, Atlanta, Georgia, 9487 in attendance
The official Saturday Night Showdown theme song hits over the PA as the camera pans around the crowd. All the fans in attendance are on their feet as pyro shoots off. The camera continues to show shots of the crowd until the theme song ends and fades out.
John Smith: Good evening folks and welcome to the third edition of Saturday Night Smackdown! I’m John Smith alongside Kash.
Kash: We’ve got a good card tonight for you folks. A triple threat match and a big debut, as well!
“Back in Black” hits over the PA and the fans cheer for owner Kane Harlow. The camera focus in on the entrance ramp as “Back in Black” continues to play and Kane Harlow still hasn’t appeared. The fans continue to cheer, but start to quiet down as Kane still hasn’t appeared halfway through his entrance music. Eventually the crowd goes quiet as the song ends and starts over without any sign of Kane. Finally the song is turned off and the arena is silent outside of people talking amongst themselves trying to figure out what’s going on.
Kash: What in the world is going on here John? Is Kane Harlow pulling a prank or something?
John Smith: I have no idea. This certainly is odd though
I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me
'cause I'm dead & bloated.
The first lines of “Dead & Bloated” hit over the PA and the crowd looks around confused.
I am trampled under sole of
another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly.
John Smith: What is this? Folks, I apologize, I have no idea what’s going on. If we could give you any information about this, I assure we would.
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow.
Finally, a young looking man, maybe 25, in blue jeans and a grey t-shirt walks out onto the entrance ramp and heads toward the ring. The crowd is completely still, not making a noise.
Kash: Who is this?
The man reaches the ring, walks up the steps, and enters the ring. He looks around at the crowd before walking over to Stevie Jackson to get a mic. The music fades out as the mysterious man stands in the middle on the ring.
Man: I know what you’re all thinking: “Where is Kane Harlow and who is this guy?” Don’t worry, I have answers for you and we’ll get to all of them, I promise. First things first though, tonight’s show will go on as planned. You will get your money’s worth tonight.
The crowd cheers half-heartedly, seemingly because they think that’s what they’re supposed to do.
Man: Now, as for Mr. Kane Harlow: He is gone. Not just for tonight, he’s gone for good. You see, Kane just couldn’t take the pressure of running a big time wrestling promotion. I guess you could say he cracked under the pressure. He laid some nice groundwork for me to work with. Nothing spectacular, but it’ll do. I guess that brings us to the second question: Who the hell am I? I’m Bryan Wake and I am the Chief Operating Officer of International Championship Wrestling. How ICW found me isn’t really something I care to get into at this point in time, nor is it really important. What is important is that I’m here now and I’m running things. What does that mean for you? A better product, of course. Big changes are in store for this company in the coming weeks. Hang on to your seats guys, because this is going to get crazy, I can assure you of that. I’d like to start the changes tonight, but the matches are already booked and I think it’d be best for the guys in the back if I didn’t shake things up too much. That doesn’t mean there won’t be a couple small shake ups, though. I suppose you’re all getting pretty bored listening to me talk, what do you say we start this new and improved version of ICW?!
Bryan Lane drops his mic and exits the ring as the crowd sits in silence, apparently still stunned from what they’ve just witnessed.
------Commercial Break------
------Commercial Break------
John Smith: Welcome back folks. All I can say after what we saw in the ring before the break is “WOW!” Kane Harlow has apparently stepped down from his position at ICW and we now have a new COO in Bryan Lane.
Kash: I’m speechless, John. What does this mean? Did Kane Harlow SELL ICW? Is he just an invisible owner now? What does this mean for our superstars? What a night so far!
John Smith: You said it Kash. We could talk about this all night, but it’s time for our first match of the evening. Our competitors are already in the ring.
Stevie Jackson: The following contest is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, fighting out of Kansas City, Kansas, weighing in at 237 pounds: NOAH HANSON!
The crowd boos Hanson as he sits on the top turnbuckle waiting for the match to start.
Stevie Jackson: And now, fighting out of Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing in at 235 pounds: TYLER HIROKO!
Hiroko raises his arms as he is showered with boos.
Stevie Jackson: And their opponent, fighting out of Toronto, Canada, weighing in at 232 pounds: T.J. BLACK!
The crowd goes wild for Black, who waves his arms to try to get the crowd more excited. Suddenly, Black is hit from behind by Hiroko and Hanson, who both start kicking him in the back as he falls to the mat. Hanson scoops Black up and slams him back to the mat.
John Smith: What a cheap shot by Hiroko and Hanson, the match hasn’t even started yet!
Kash: They saw an opportunity and jumped on it, that’s wrestling.
The bell finally rings to signal the official start of the match. Hiroko picks Black up and drops him with a DDT, Hanson drops a knee across the back of Black’s neck as he hits the ground. Black struggles to get back to his feet, but is met with a Hiroko dropkick that sends him over the top rope to the floor. Hiroko hops to his feet, Hanson grabs him around the waist and throws him over his head for a belly to back suplex. Hanson grabs Black by the back of the neck and sets him up for a piledriver. Hiroko tried to flip him over his back, but Hanson overpowers him and is able to execute the DDT.
John Smith: Noah Hanson very impressive in the early going.
Kash: T.J. Black, on the other hand, is still motionless on the outside.
Hanson brings Hiroko back to his feet and hits a snap suplex. On the outside, T.J. Black has started to stir and is slowly getting to his feet. Hanson drags Hiroko over to the ropes and throws him over the top rope towards Black. Black notices Hiroko flying toward him at the last second and is able to roll out of the way, causing Hiroko to go crashing into the barrier.
John Smith: Oh my god! Tyler Hiroko just went head first into that barricade. That might be all she wrote for Hiroko in this match, Kash!
Kash: That was a nasty fall, John. Hiroko might need medical attention.
Hanson springboards off the top rope and hits Black with a flying cross body. Both men go crashing to the floor as the ref beings the count. 1…2…Both men are writhing around in pain and it’s unclear who took the worst of the fall…3….4…
John Smith: I don’t know if either of these men are going to be able to get up after that, we might see a double count out here.
….5….6….T.J. Black gets to one knee….7….Black is able to get to his feet and roll under the bottom rope as Hanson just beings to stir….8…Black gets to the top rope, keeping an eye on Hanson….9…Hanson gets to his feet and is just able to beat the 10 count. Black jumps off the top rope, going for a moonsault. Hanson is able to jump to his feet at the last second, though, and dropkick Black right in the chest as he’s coming down.
John Smith: OH MY GOODNESS! What a move by Hanson! I’ve never seen anything like that in my entire life!
Hanson walks to the corner and hops to the top rope. He gets his balance, leaps toward Black, and is able to connect with the Ladykiller.
Kash: Ladykiller! That’s it! That’s it!
Hanson hooks Black’s leg and goes for the cover…
1…
2…
3!
Stevie Jackson: Here is your winner: NOAH HANSON!
Hanson gets to his feet and raises his arm as the crowd boos him. He clutches his midsection and he walks to the back, arm still held high.
------Commercial Break------
------Commercial Break------
John Smith: Welcome back everybody, it’s time for our main event of the evening. Let’s kick it to Stevie Jackson.
Stevie Jackson: Ladies and gentlemen this is the main even of the evening. Introducing first, making his ICW debut: BROSTAR
"Show Goes On" by Lupe Fiasco plays as Brostar runs out of the entrance tunnel and onto the stage he raises his hands as he runs down the ramp and into the ring, he jumps up onto a Turnbuckle raises his hands again as he jumps off the turnbuckle with a backflip.
Stevie Jackson: And his opponent, he is the reigning ICW Television Champion: PATRICK STEEL
“To Hell With Good Intentions” hits over the PA and the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos. Patrick Steel steps out from behind the curtain with his hands to his side, as if he welcomes the boos. He walks toward the ring with a smile on his face, responding to the crowds jeers as he does. He pauses at the bottom of the ramp and taunts Brostar. Steel is seen mouthing the words “Come get me.”
John Smith: What is Steel doing here?
Kash: It appears he wants to start this match outside the ring.
Steel continues to taunt Brostar, who is looking around confused. Steel pounds his chest and is now screaming at Brostar. He turns around as heads back up the ramp, the crowd being booing loudly.
John Smith: Folks, it appears Patrick Steel does not want any part of this match, for some reason. He’s headed to the back.
Brostar rolls out of the ring and starts running toward Steel. He goes to club Steel across the back, but Steel sidesteps it and hits Brostar in the back of the head with his title belt. He starts kicking Brostar repeatedly in the back and the boos from the crowd grows louder.
John Smith: What the hell is this?! Patrick Steel planned this! Disqualify him, ref!
Kash: He can’t, Steel never entered the ring. This match never officially started.
Steel lifts Brostar to his feet and drops him right back to the floor with a double underhook DDT, which busts Brostar wide open. The fans in the front row and now throwing trash as Steel, who has a sinister look on his face and he sets Brostar up for a piledriver.
John Smith: No! Not this! Not on the exposed floor!
Steel lifts Brostar up and hits a spike piledriver, a loud gasp can be heard from the crowd. Medics rush from the back to attend to Brostar as Steel stands over him, laughing. Steel walks to ringside and snatches a mic from Stevie Jackson, the crowd boos almost deafening now.
Patrick Steel: Whoever is in charge back there now, I want you to listen up! I just raised the ante! Enough of these scrubs! Give me a real match! I want a challenge! I’m not the guy you let some nobody make his debut against. I’m not some gatekeeper. You hear me?! I will put this whole roster on the injured list if I have to, but I will get what I want. You’ve been warned. If no one makes it happen, I start chopping heads.
“To Hell with Good Intentions” hits as Steel drops the mic and points directly into the camera, a crazed smile on his face.
John Smith: Well, Steel made his point. I hate how he went about it, but he did it. That’s going to be it for us this week, folks. We’ll see you next time
Fade To Black
