Post by President Logan on Oct 18, 2011 18:29:47 GMT -3
Saturday Nigh Showdown 17TH, OCTOBER 2011
The bell rings and TJ Black waste no time in leading the attack. He catches DDV off guard with a few shots from behind. He corners him and lands a few rights and lefts to the stomach. A hard Irish whip sends DDV flying across the ring. He bounces off the opposite turnbuckle directly into a t-bone suplex from Black.
JS: This could be a real quick one.
Kash: Certainly could be, but Dallas Green is full of surprises.
DDV slides to a stop as Black doesn't even attempt a pin or a follow up. He simply walks over to TJ in the most egotistical way. He pulls DDV to his feet and picks him up into a fireman's carry. He walks around with him until he plants himself in the middle of the ring. He tosses but DDV lands on his feet! A hard clothesline sends a surprised Black to the ground. DDV plants his feet and motions strongly for Black to get to his feet. The crowd get in behind him as Black finally gets to his feet. Exploder suplex! Black has barely gotten settled on the mat when DDV is back on the attack with a baseball slide to the side of the head. Black wraps his arms around his head and quickly gets to his feet.
Kash: Told you DDV is full of surprises. TJ better turn the tides quickly or this could be a hard hill to climb.
Black backs into a corner as DDV cuts the ring off. TJ swings but Diego ducks, reverses... Neckbreaker onto his knee! Black squirms away as DDV charges relentlessly. DDV makes a cover.
DDV pulls him to his feet and bounces him off the ropes. He bounces off the ropes himself and leads in with a clothesline, which TJ Black barely evades. Both men continue onto the opposite ropes and rebound. Black gains some speed and connects with a running knee to the face. He stops only long enough to pop his neck and rub the side of his face. He motions that he is finished dealing with DDV and pulls him to his feet. He puts his head between his legs and hooks his arms. Just then WHAT THE HELL?! DDV steps out onto the entrance ramp.
JS: Trent, Look! Its DDV!
Kash: What's going on?! I see him, TJ Black sees... but the DDV in the ring doesn't!
Black sees the other DDV and stares at him. DDV 2 just looks down at the ring from the entrance ramp. DDV 1 manages to get one arm free and just before he is about to execute his signature move...DDV 1 looks up and noticed that another DDV is standing on the ramp, then walks through the curtians. DDV can't belive what's going on and is distracted enough for TJ Black to nail him with the CANADIAN COMBO!...1... 2... 3!!!
Stevie Jackson: Here is your winner, TJ Black!!!
JS: What the hell is going on here?! Two Diego De La Vega's?!
Kash: This just don't make no sense!
We cut back from a commercial break to JS and Kash
JS: I'd like to know where the hell Logan has been, he hasn'r been heard.....
JS: “Speak of the devil!”
With TJ Black halfway up the ramp, Broken Code's Pain 's booming toms echo through the arena and the fans erupt in a frenzy. The camera shows several female fans dancing seductively to the rhythm. As the words Pain. All I feel is your pain...’ are sung, out comes Logan Owens from the back, dressed in a white suit with a bright red tie. He passes by TJ Black, who gives him a nod, but Logan, uncharacteristically, smirks at him with a little laugh. Black, with a look of puzzlement, shrugs it off and heads backstage.
Kash: “Well what the hell is he doing out here?”
JS: “Probably coming to fire DDV, or the DDV imposter....who knows?.”
Kash: (sarcastically) “Oh, how noble.”
Logan, again uncharacteristically, walks straight to the ring, most business like, without acknowledging his fans. The camera focuses on a disappointed kid who had his arms held out, who is wearing an DDV Mask.
JS: “He seems so business like; he must have something important to say.”
Kash: “Gee, Sherlock, you figure that out from the microphone in his right hand and the briefcase in his left?”
JS: “Logan looks more like an executive tonight. ”
Logan climbs the ring steps and slides through the ropes, not over them as usual. He looks at DDV, stares him in the eye even, and then holds the microphone up to his mouth as the fans wait for his fate.
Logan: “What the hell are you still doing in my ring, muchacha?”
Kash: “What did he just say?”
JS: “I think he called DDV a little girl…”
Kash: “Whoa… maybe I was wrong about Logan!”
JS: “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
The fans, and DDV, are silent in shocked confusion.
Logan: “Did I stutter? Maybe you didn’t understand my accent or something… that must be it because you’re STILL in my ring.”
JS: “I can’t believe what I’m hearing?”
DDV glares at Logan for a moment.
Logan: “I could MAKE you leave the ring… you know, right here in front of these wannabe Georgian fans.”
Some fans begin to boo; others are still shocked.
Logan: “That’s right… there you go little hermano… out of my ring. This ring isn’t for kids.”
Logan stares DDV square in the eye, who, as we can tell, is contemplating shutting DDV up, however, he just sighs in disgust at Logan and leaves the ring.
Kash: “OOOH DDV JUST GOT PUNKED DOWN!”
JS: “Actually, Sherlock, I think he’s saving it for whoever the fake DDV is.”
Kash: “Whatever.”
Logan takes his hand and ‘shoos’ away DDV with a gesture. DDV, is clearly just holding it back. Logan waits for him to start heading back and then holds the microphone up to his mouth. The fans grow quiet, anxious to see what’s up.
Logan: “All right, now, I’m out here tonight on behalf of the ICW Administration.”
JS: “What?”
Logan: “For those of you who don’t know what that means, like most of you I’m sure, it means I’m out here on official ICW business. You see I have in here, in this shiny briefcase right here, a contract. A special ICW issued contract that I, myself, requested to present to you all.”
Kash: “A contract? I wonder who it’s for?”
JS: “I think I have an idea.”
Logan holds up the briefcase for everyone to see, before turning towards the entrance ramp, feigning speaking to this new star directly.
Logan: “If you haven’t guessed it already, which I’m sure you were all too slow to do, ICW is now 100% MINE! I Own it, I control it...So screw all you Shitlanta hounds!”
JS: “What’s with his new attitude?”
Kash: “I don’t know, but I’m feeling it.”
Logan: “Brian Lane, get your tail out here right now.”
Logan says this with a forced smile, relieving some members of the crowd momentarily. However, we can tell that some of them are starting to get disgruntled.
“Dead And Bloated” by STP begins to play and Stevo and one of his flunkys immediately walk down the entrance ramp towards the ring. The fans give him a good boo.
Logan: “Yeah, yeah, that’s it, good job Stevo.”
Stevo and Dirty climb into the ring and walk up to OOO.
Logan: “Whoa, whoa, whoa… wait a minute. I asked for Brian, not a monkey.”
JS: “Actually, his name is Roger viewers.”
Kash: “Monkey… hehe, classic.”
Roger looks irate, but Brian mumbles something to him, calming him down. Roger then climbs out of the ring and heads to the back. Before he exits the arena, he looks back at Brian, he reassures him it’s ok to leave.
Kash: “Parting is such sweet sorrow.”
JS: (Jokingly.) “Nice quote. I didn’t know you were so refined.”
Kash: “What do you mean, quote? I made that up myself.”
Logan: “There, that’s better… geesh… you can’t even follow simple directions...Anyway, there, Laney, we all saw this past week on Showdown, you can't even pull off the UPSET of the second, much less the upset of the Century.”
Some fans cheer. OOO rolls his eyes.
Logan: “Amazingly... Steel walked away with the title. So, one would THINK that I’d not out here to congratulate you right?
JS: “This is just nonsense.”
Kash: “Why you say that?”
Logan: “So, I was OBVIOUSLY unconcerned with you from the start. I mean, you’re a nobody, a nothing… I have no friggan idea how you got a piece of the pie from Kane Harlow. So, I guess, without further ado, Laney, here, in this briefcase is your future of the ICW.”
Logan hands the briefcase to Brian Lane, who holds it up for him to open. Logan opens it and pulls out a clipboard with a piece of paper on it. He also reaches in with his left hand and palms something shiny, that the camera cannot see, nor can Brian Lane.
JS: “What was that?”
Kash: “I didn’t see anything.”
He hands the clipboard to Brian, who scans it over and then immediately signs it with a big smile. He hands it back to Logan who looks it over and smiles himself. Logan then extends a hand to Brian and we can over hear him say...
Logan: “Welcome to MSW!”
The two shake hands and the fans are mixed. Suddenly, however, Logan’s face turns serious and he grips Brian’s hand tight. Lane tries to break free but Logan swings with his free hand. Brian drops instantly to the mat and Logan holds his free hand high revealing brass knuckles. He then tosses the clipboard on the unconscious Brian Lane and picks up the microphone as the crowd boo’s.
Kash: “YEP! I was DEFINATLY wrong about Logan.”
JS: “This is just a despicable act. I have no idea what’s gotten into Logan. But these Showdown fans are letting him have it. As they should.”
Logan: “I’m sure you’re all wondering why I did this… why I felt this bitch here deserved this punishment. Well, quite frankly, this ingrate have no one to blame but himself!”
At this the crowd, obviously, boo’s loudly.
Logan: “You don’t realize how much better I am than all of you… than anyone in the ICW right now! You people should be worshiping me like a god! Making Patrick Steel a God!”
The crowd now boo’s even louder, naturally.
Logan: "And, like a god, no mere mortals could be me or him. No one, I am the greatest wrestling mind of all time, and soon, I'll be the greatest President of all time! I'll be better than Heyman... I'll be better than Eric Bischoff, err, Vincent K McMahon"
The crowd again boos at this speech.
JS: "Those are some legendary names, and future legends, on that list. Logan Owens is just being arrogant."
Kash: "Oh, hush, didn't you hear? You should respect the greatest wrestling mind of all time."
Logan: "Oh, wait a minute, what am I saying?"
JS: "I'm glad he's come to his senses."
Logan: "I ALREADY AM BETTER THAN EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THOSE MEN! And next week, at LOCKDOWN ON MSW, I'll prove just how good I am. I'm going to defeat whoever James Samuels chooses for my MSW Strap OF THE GODS Title. And, as expected, I'll retain, and solidify my name as the not only as the greatest wrestling mind of today, but the GREATEST OF ALL TIME!"
Again, the crowd boos. Kinda predictable huh?
Logan: “Noah Hanson, you got 60 minutes to beat Patrick Steel tonight. You don't like it, Oh… you and anyone and everyone else can just kiss my…”
When we come back from a commercial break we find Patrick Steel and Noah Hanson already standing in the ring, waiting to go.
Stevie Jackson: “Ladies and Gentlemen, it is NOW time for the MAIN EVENT of the evening…and your following contest has a SIXTY MINUTE time limit and IS for the ICW WORLD TELEVESION TITLE!”
The fans roar in anticipation, waiting the start of the match. The tension in the building is absolutely INCREDIBLE!
JS: “WOW! What a show of respect by these fans here in Atlanta. ”
The referee pats down both Patrick Steel and Noah Hanson and in that order, checking for any kind of illegal weapon on their person. The referee is pleased and signals for the bell and on cue, it is chimed three times. The fans pop big time!
JS: “Here we go, Kash. We are underway with a match 2 weeks in the making! Patrick Steel versus Noah Hanson for the ICW Television Title is NOW!”
Both men come out of their corner and they begin circling each other. Steel stops and offers up an arm to Noah, looking to engage in a Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock. Noah commits and the two interlock fingers. Both men try to muscle an advantage, but to no avail. Steel opts to make the first over and breaks the lock and looks to sweep out the leg of Noah Hanson. Noah is too quick and sees it coming and pulls away. Steel calls Noah out and again offers up his arm, again looking for a Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock. Noah complies again and the two lock fingers again…but this time Noah breaks the lock and grabs the leg of Patrick Steel. Steel is wise to it and rides Hanson to the mat with a front facelock. Noah is able to quickly counter and this time he rides Patrick Steel into a sitting position…and again, Steel is able to break free and he snapmares Noah over and again rides him to the mat with a front facelock. Hanson breaks free and comes up with an arm of Steel. Hanson quickly twists and slams the arm of Steel to the mat but Steel just quickly shakes it off and AGAIN rides Noah with a front face lock. Finally, Noah is able to counter into a hammerlock and brings Steel from his knees and to his feet. Noah, however, switches from the hammerlock and quickly applies a standing front facelock to Patrick Steel. Steel quickly hit’s a leg trip on Hanson and lands on him for a cover. The ref counts one and Noah Hanson kicks out and sits up and immediately, Patrick Steel rides him into a sitting position. Noah chain-wrestles his way out of it and rides Steel, but Steel is able to stand up to his feet. Noah breaks the hold and we are at a good, ol’ fashion STAND OFF! The fans are on their feet, cheering for this outstanding wrestling action!
JS: “Now THIS is professional wrestling. Just an AMAZING display of chain wrestling by BOTH men.”
Kash: “Yeah. While it was great wrestling, it was definitely too much men riding men. Yuck.”
JS: “Jeez. That’s what it’s called! Don’t step on my calls, Dick!”
Kash: “Pfft. I’ll step on your mom’s calls.”
JS: “Um…what? That didn’t even make sense.”
Kash: “You…um…don’t make sense.”
Patrick Steel fixes his knee pads briefly while Noah Hanson cracks his neck, each man preparing themselves for the next part of this war! Both men start circling again, trying to feel one another out. Steel stops and subsequently Hanson stops. Steel again offers a hand to Hanson and again, Hanson complies. Again, the two men lock up in a Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock. Hanson is able to eventually power Patrick Steel down to a knee and takes advantage by breaking the knuckle lock and executing a standing switch to Steel and locking on a rear waist lock. Steel struggles for a minute before being able to break the waist lock and comes out of it with a standing wrist lock. Hanson struggles for a moment before Steel, in one sudden but fluid motion, flips Hanson with a hip toss, still holding onto the wrist lock. Hanson stays calm and eventually is able to break the wrist lock by catching Steel off-guard by grabbing his head with his legs. Steel doesn’t stay locked up for long and he is able to force Hanson to his back. Steel tries fighting his way out, but Hanson drives his elbows into the exposed back of Patrick Steel…but out of no where, Steel pushes through the pain and grabs the head of Hanson and locks on a side headlock on the mat. Hanson struggles and Steel rides him to a sitting position. Hanson bridges out of a rear waist lock now applied by Steel and comes up with a standing armbar. Hanson takes the arm bar and switches it to a wrist lock, much like the one Steel just had applied to Lars. Lars is able to force Steel to a knee before Steel starts power out…but Hanson decides to wind up and kick Steel in the face with a sickening stiff kick! The crowd boo’s and Hanson breaks the hold. Hanson starts jawing with Steel and the “Hot Shot” is pissed and gets up to his feet!
JS: “What disrespect shown by Noah Hanson! Just classless!”
Kash: “What, did you want them to play Chess? This is Pro Wrestling, damn it! These two don’t like each other. If you wanted a respectful match with handshakes and rainbows, then this ain’t it!”
JS: “He’s a legend in the making! Noah Hanson should show him some damn respect!”
The two men start circling each other again, only this time they are talking a whole lot of trash. They lock up center ring with a collar-elbow tie up and Steel wins this exchange and snapmares Hanson over and quickly follows up with a stiff kick to the upper back! Hanson grimaces in pain and stands up holding his back. Steel shoots him a smile and Hanson, in turn, spits at him. Hanson challenges Steel to Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock and, this time, Steel happily accepts it. Both men lock up tight and go chest to chest, trying to overpower one another. Both men power each other down to the mat but each time the other man bridges back up! We are at a standstill and neither man will break the lock! Hanson starts feeling the effects of the lock and tries to somersault backwards out of it, but Steel holds on tightly! However, with the new angle, Hanson has an advantage! Steel doesn’t let that stand and he quickly slides between the legs of Hanson, holding onto the lock. Hanson has to break one hand and flips over to the mat and lands on his back. Steel smiles and quickly locks on a Cross Arm-Breaker! Hanson is quick to squirm to the ropes and gets a rope break. Steel releases the hold immediately and the fans erupt in cheers and we find ourselves at another stand still!
JS: “What a match so far!”
Kash: “What ring presence by Noah Hanson!”
JS: “Agreed. If Hanson DIDN’T make it to the ropes, I’m convinced that we would’ve seen the end of this match!”
The two men look very aggravated with one another as neither man is really running away with a clear-cut advantage thus far. Steel and Hanson look to lock up again, but this time it’s Steel who bypasses the lock-up and grabs the leg of Hanson. Steel sweeps Hanson down to his feet and immediately falls to the mat and grapevines the leg of Hanson with his own legs. Hanson looks to be in great pain as Steel has an absolutely vicious ankle lock on Noah Hanson center ring! Hanson is able, after a good minute in the hold, to break the leg grapevine and take the right knee of Steel and lock on a seated Stretch Muffler! Steel doesn’t give up the leglock, however, and tries to apply as much pressure as possible. Steel finally gives up the leglock and starts punching the seated Hanson in the face! Noah breaks the hold and again, we are at a stand off!
Kash: “C’mon! When are these guys gonna kill each other!?”
JS: “Ask and you shall receive. It would look like these two men’s tempers are FLARING!”
Hanson steps up to Steel paint-brushes him with a slap across the face! Steel responds back in kind! Noah rakes the eyes of Steel and Irish Whips him into the turnbuckle and follows in and connects with a Roaring Forearm Smash! Steel staggers out of the corner and Noah flips over and goes for a Sunset Flip. Steel is wise to it and rolls through and tries lifting Hanson up for his signature move…but Hanson is able to take Steel over with a head-scissor takeover. Steel gets right back up and charges at Noah, but Noah ducks and tries backbody dropping Steel to the outside…but Steel lands on the apron. Hanson turns around and gets locked with a forearm! Hanson staggers back and Steel springboards into the ring and drops Hanson hard with an Enzuigiri. Hanson slides out of the ring to try and take a break, but Steel has other plans! He gets a good running start and does a Suicide Dive through the middle and second rope…but Hanson saw it coming! Hanson moved and Steel smacks his head on the guardrail on the outside! Hanson smiles and immediately takes his studded belt off and starts whipping Steel across the back!
JS: “Oh, no!”
Kash: “IT’S LOWER EASTSIDE NOAH HANSON!!!!”
Kash: “Shut up, Johnny. Look at those welts on the back of Patrick Steel! Hulk Hogan was NEVER that Hollywood!”
Hanson smiles as he brings Steel to his feet and throws him back into the ring. Hanson wastes a little bit of time to put his belt back on and then follows Steel into the ring. Hanson brings Steel to his feet and hit’s a solid Knife Edge Chop…but Steel gets fired up! Steel fires back at the chest of Hanson with a Knife Edge Chop! Hanson chops again! Steel chops again! Hanson chops again! Steel hit’s a dropkick and Hanson crumbles to the mat! Steel brings Hanson up to his feet and DRILLS him with a Full Nelson Suplex! Hanson tries getting up right after the devastating drop on his skull…but Steel is ready! Steel crushes Hanson with a running knee strike to the temple of Hanson’s head! Steel doesn’t cover, instead he brings Hanson to his feet and whips him into the corner! Steel ties Hanson up in a tree of woe and backs up to the other side of the ring before rushing in and dropkicking the face of Hanson! Hanson is able to get his leg unhooked from the turnbuckle and crumbles to the mat. Steel backs away, stalking his prey. Hanson gets to his feet, but he looks out! Steel charges in and tries hitting a step-up Enziguri, but Hanson has enough wits about him to duck! Then, in a VERY shocking moment, Lars deathlocks the legs of Steel and locks on THE STEELTRAP!!!
JS: “You’ve got to be kidding me! Noah Hanson, in desperation, has locked Patrick Steel in his OWN finishing hold, The Steeltrap!”
Kash: “Oh, Patrick Steel would feel like a goon then a God if he tapped to his own hold!”
Hanson releases the hold once Patrick Steel gets to the ropes…but it looks like the damage is done. Steel’s knee looks to be a mess! Hanson gets up and starts stomping away at the knee. Hanson proceeds to drive his knee into the back of Steel's knee! Hanson grabs Steel leg and brings him up to a standing position before hitting a Dragon Whip on the knee! Hanson smiles, knowing he has Steel in trouble. Hanson hit’s a standing Moonsault and goes for a cover, but only gets a two count. Hanson gets right up and kicks the now-injured left knee of Patrick Steel. Steel gets wide-eyed and tries scooting away from Hanson. Hanson laughs and jumps right on the knee of Steel, double stomping it with all his weight! Hanson signals for the kill and grabs the leg of Steel and turns him over into the Long, Cold Winter! Patrick Steel immediately starts squirming to get to the ropes and after a good 30 seconds, Hanson breaks the Crab and pulls Steel away from the ropes and drops a “Lower Eastside Drop” on the knee of Patrick Steel!!! Hanson gets up and starts mocking Patrick Steel, doing all of his trademark poses!
JS: “What an arrogant prick! Noah just adding insult to injury now.”
Kash: “Dude. Shut the hell up. The King of ICW is in the ring!”
Noah Hanson finally finishes up his mock-pose down and goes for a cover on Steel…but Steel turns it into a small package! Steel gets a two count and gets up to his feet! Hanson boots Steel in the gut and looks like he wants to hit a vertical suplex, but Owens blocks and instead, Steel hit’s a BEAUTIFUL belly to belly suplex! Both men are slow to get up and finally, both are up simultaneously! Steel and Hanson start throwing wild punches at each other until Steel clobbers Noah Hanson with a sick clothesline! Again, both men are DOWN! The fans stand and cheer the efforts of both men as the referee administers the 10 count. Steel is the first man to his feet, at 9, and sends Noah Hanson to the ropes. Hanson counters and instead whips Steel to the ropes. Hanson misses a high-angle clothesline and Steel hit’s an astonishing Full Nelson/Dragon Suplex! Steel covers and only gets a 2 count. Steel slams the mat out of frustration and brings Hanson back up to his feet. Steel tries sending Hanson to the turnbuckle, but Hanson jumps up and sits on the top turnbuckle and kicks the charging Steel in the face! Owens stumbles out and Hanson hits an amazing spinning wheel kick to the face of Steel! Hanson waits for Steel to get up, and once he does he tries to hit his turning moonsault, but again, Steel is ready and knows his opponent SO well. Steel turns the moonsault attempt into a devastating Slingshot Suplex! Steel goes for the cover and STILL only gets a two count. Steel rolls over and tries catching his breath and collecting his thoughts. Steel finally gets up and, still feeling the effects on his knee, hobbles over to Noah Hanson, who himself is starting to get up near the ropes. Steel tries getting Hanson up on the top rope on the turnbuckle in the corner…but it turns into a fight for advantage up top! Hanson plays dirty and starts punching the knee of Steel before pushing Steel off the top turnbuckle…but Steel falls on his bad knee and hard! Hanson sees the opening and perches himself on the top rope before NAILING the Seven Year Down! Hanson goes for the cover and still only gets TWO!
JS: “Neither man will say die in this match!”
Kash: Well, this one has already gone past a half and hour, how much more can these two have left? I mean, the match has been amazing, but both of these dudes are all old and stuff. I don’t want to see either die from heart failure!”
JS: “Jeez. Kash. Just shut up and watch this other match of the year candidate!”
Hanson gets up and stares out into the audience and makes a throat-slitting motion as he drags Steel up. Hanson positions Steel between his legs and hoists Steel up and hits his Spinning Cradle Piledriver! Hanson covers and the referee finally counts THREE! Steel tried kicking out, but it was just a second too late! The crowd starts booing mercilessly as Noah Hanson raises his arms in the air.
JS: “HE DID IT! someone finally pinned Patrick Steel. He is human!!”
Kash: “Hell of a match. We saw the true Noah Hanson dude. The frickin’ Hollywood King!”
JS: “Listen to these fans, Kash!”
The fans start chanting “Match of the Year! Match of the Year!” Hanson smiles as he looks down on his fallen opponent. Hanson positions himself over the fallen body of Patrick Steel and raises his arms in the air, showing his dominance over the former ICW World Television Champion!
JS: “Join us NEXT Sunday for LOCKDOWN everyone! Well, just in case this IS our last broadcast on this network, we thank you all for your support and wish you all the best of luck. For Kash, I’m John Smith saying thanks for joining us and we’ll see you at LOCKDOWN!!!”
Saturday Night Showdown #6
Live from the Showdown Arena, Atlanta, Georgia, 9,979 in attendance
::The ICW audience tunes into ICW Saturday Night Showdown just as the show goes on the air. The shot of the audience starts us out, with very little by way of signs, with the exception of a few signs dedicated to loyal “TJ Black” Haters and “Steel's Crew" after the show came on the air a massive flame and firework Pyro goes off around the stage. Most pyrotechnics pale in comparison to the massive erupts that went off to celebration ICW’s much anticipated final show.::
JS: “Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the kick off celebration that we call Saturday Night Showdown.”
Kash: “That’s right, be prepared to sit in front of your TV’s for the next hour because we bring you the very best in quality Sports Entertainment here in ICW! They call me Kash with my broadcast college Johnny Smith.”
JS: “We have a hell of an opening match for you, but first Kash I have to ask, what in that you are wearing?”
::The Camera zoomed in on the two commentators to show JS in the finest clothing money can buy and a maroon cashmere sweater, but Kash was dressed in a simple suit, cheap but tasteful.::
Kash: “I am wearing normal clothing John, not all of us have the taste of a twelve year old girl.”
JS: “A twelve year old girl? Since when is it a crime to take pride in what you wear? So what I want to look my best!”
Kash: “And since you fans do not want misses Smith to argue about fashion allow me to tell you that we have Noah Hanson in action, right here tonight!”
::The crowd erupted into a roar of approval. Perhaps he had changed, a lot of them thought to themselves no doubt.::
Kash: “And we also have TJ Black in action! But first let us kick off our first match of the night, and ladies and gentlemen do we have a surprise for you!”
::The crowd erupted in a scream of approval which echoes from one side of the arena to the other. They were going to get to see a title match tonight!::
JS: “So, without further Ado, lets kick it down to Heather Lee and get this kicked off.”
::The camera crew shifts back to the ring where Stevie Jackson stands, holding a mic.::
Stevie Jackson: “Ladies and Gentlemen, TJ Black!
The First Verse of "Scream" by Adelitas Way plays as smoke fills the arena and the camera looks around into the crowd zooming in on several Black fans and signs. When Rick DeJesus sings the first "I CAN MAKE YOU SCREAM!" A shadow emerges from the smoke and TJ Black is shown in a black jacket he uses Edge's Pyro in tribute before sprinting down to the iring and sliding in like Evan Bourne. Once in the ring he runs to a random Turnbuckle and leaps to the top rope before back flipping off and landing on his feet. He then awaits his opponent.
Stevie Jackson: “...And his opponent, Diego De La Vega!
The lights are turned off making everything pitch black. In Time begins to play. A lone spotlight shins on El Patron in a kneeled praying position. As he rises he raises his arms and flaps his cape behind him. Pyro is showered behind him sustained throught his walk to the ring. In the ring he stretches on the ropes and removes his cape.
DING DING DING!
[/color]Live from the Showdown Arena, Atlanta, Georgia, 9,979 in attendance
::The ICW audience tunes into ICW Saturday Night Showdown just as the show goes on the air. The shot of the audience starts us out, with very little by way of signs, with the exception of a few signs dedicated to loyal “TJ Black” Haters and “Steel's Crew" after the show came on the air a massive flame and firework Pyro goes off around the stage. Most pyrotechnics pale in comparison to the massive erupts that went off to celebration ICW’s much anticipated final show.::
JS: “Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the kick off celebration that we call Saturday Night Showdown.”
Kash: “That’s right, be prepared to sit in front of your TV’s for the next hour because we bring you the very best in quality Sports Entertainment here in ICW! They call me Kash with my broadcast college Johnny Smith.”
JS: “We have a hell of an opening match for you, but first Kash I have to ask, what in that you are wearing?”
::The Camera zoomed in on the two commentators to show JS in the finest clothing money can buy and a maroon cashmere sweater, but Kash was dressed in a simple suit, cheap but tasteful.::
Kash: “I am wearing normal clothing John, not all of us have the taste of a twelve year old girl.”
JS: “A twelve year old girl? Since when is it a crime to take pride in what you wear? So what I want to look my best!”
Kash: “And since you fans do not want misses Smith to argue about fashion allow me to tell you that we have Noah Hanson in action, right here tonight!”
::The crowd erupted into a roar of approval. Perhaps he had changed, a lot of them thought to themselves no doubt.::
Kash: “And we also have TJ Black in action! But first let us kick off our first match of the night, and ladies and gentlemen do we have a surprise for you!”
::The crowd erupted in a scream of approval which echoes from one side of the arena to the other. They were going to get to see a title match tonight!::
JS: “So, without further Ado, lets kick it down to Heather Lee and get this kicked off.”
::The camera crew shifts back to the ring where Stevie Jackson stands, holding a mic.::
Stevie Jackson: “Ladies and Gentlemen, TJ Black!
The First Verse of "Scream" by Adelitas Way plays as smoke fills the arena and the camera looks around into the crowd zooming in on several Black fans and signs. When Rick DeJesus sings the first "I CAN MAKE YOU SCREAM!" A shadow emerges from the smoke and TJ Black is shown in a black jacket he uses Edge's Pyro in tribute before sprinting down to the iring and sliding in like Evan Bourne. Once in the ring he runs to a random Turnbuckle and leaps to the top rope before back flipping off and landing on his feet. He then awaits his opponent.
Stevie Jackson: “...And his opponent, Diego De La Vega!
The lights are turned off making everything pitch black. In Time begins to play. A lone spotlight shins on El Patron in a kneeled praying position. As he rises he raises his arms and flaps his cape behind him. Pyro is showered behind him sustained throught his walk to the ring. In the ring he stretches on the ropes and removes his cape.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and TJ Black waste no time in leading the attack. He catches DDV off guard with a few shots from behind. He corners him and lands a few rights and lefts to the stomach. A hard Irish whip sends DDV flying across the ring. He bounces off the opposite turnbuckle directly into a t-bone suplex from Black.
JS: This could be a real quick one.
Kash: Certainly could be, but Dallas Green is full of surprises.
DDV slides to a stop as Black doesn't even attempt a pin or a follow up. He simply walks over to TJ in the most egotistical way. He pulls DDV to his feet and picks him up into a fireman's carry. He walks around with him until he plants himself in the middle of the ring. He tosses but DDV lands on his feet! A hard clothesline sends a surprised Black to the ground. DDV plants his feet and motions strongly for Black to get to his feet. The crowd get in behind him as Black finally gets to his feet. Exploder suplex! Black has barely gotten settled on the mat when DDV is back on the attack with a baseball slide to the side of the head. Black wraps his arms around his head and quickly gets to his feet.
Kash: Told you DDV is full of surprises. TJ better turn the tides quickly or this could be a hard hill to climb.
Black backs into a corner as DDV cuts the ring off. TJ swings but Diego ducks, reverses... Neckbreaker onto his knee! Black squirms away as DDV charges relentlessly. DDV makes a cover.
1...
2...
Kickout from TJ Black.
2...
Kickout from TJ Black.
DDV pulls him to his feet and bounces him off the ropes. He bounces off the ropes himself and leads in with a clothesline, which TJ Black barely evades. Both men continue onto the opposite ropes and rebound. Black gains some speed and connects with a running knee to the face. He stops only long enough to pop his neck and rub the side of his face. He motions that he is finished dealing with DDV and pulls him to his feet. He puts his head between his legs and hooks his arms. Just then WHAT THE HELL?! DDV steps out onto the entrance ramp.
JS: Trent, Look! Its DDV!
Kash: What's going on?! I see him, TJ Black sees... but the DDV in the ring doesn't!
Black sees the other DDV and stares at him. DDV 2 just looks down at the ring from the entrance ramp. DDV 1 manages to get one arm free and just before he is about to execute his signature move...DDV 1 looks up and noticed that another DDV is standing on the ramp, then walks through the curtians. DDV can't belive what's going on and is distracted enough for TJ Black to nail him with the CANADIAN COMBO!...1... 2... 3!!!
Stevie Jackson: Here is your winner, TJ Black!!!
JS: What the hell is going on here?! Two Diego De La Vega's?!
Kash: This just don't make no sense!
CUT TO COMMERCIAL BREAK.
We cut back from a commercial break to JS and Kash
JS: I'd like to know where the hell Logan has been, he hasn'r been heard.....
JS: “Speak of the devil!”
With TJ Black halfway up the ramp, Broken Code's Pain 's booming toms echo through the arena and the fans erupt in a frenzy. The camera shows several female fans dancing seductively to the rhythm. As the words Pain. All I feel is your pain...’ are sung, out comes Logan Owens from the back, dressed in a white suit with a bright red tie. He passes by TJ Black, who gives him a nod, but Logan, uncharacteristically, smirks at him with a little laugh. Black, with a look of puzzlement, shrugs it off and heads backstage.
Kash: “Well what the hell is he doing out here?”
JS: “Probably coming to fire DDV, or the DDV imposter....who knows?.”
Kash: (sarcastically) “Oh, how noble.”
Logan, again uncharacteristically, walks straight to the ring, most business like, without acknowledging his fans. The camera focuses on a disappointed kid who had his arms held out, who is wearing an DDV Mask.
JS: “He seems so business like; he must have something important to say.”
Kash: “Gee, Sherlock, you figure that out from the microphone in his right hand and the briefcase in his left?”
JS: “Logan looks more like an executive tonight. ”
Logan climbs the ring steps and slides through the ropes, not over them as usual. He looks at DDV, stares him in the eye even, and then holds the microphone up to his mouth as the fans wait for his fate.
Logan: “What the hell are you still doing in my ring, muchacha?”
Kash: “What did he just say?”
JS: “I think he called DDV a little girl…”
Kash: “Whoa… maybe I was wrong about Logan!”
JS: “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
The fans, and DDV, are silent in shocked confusion.
Logan: “Did I stutter? Maybe you didn’t understand my accent or something… that must be it because you’re STILL in my ring.”
JS: “I can’t believe what I’m hearing?”
DDV glares at Logan for a moment.
Logan: “I could MAKE you leave the ring… you know, right here in front of these wannabe Georgian fans.”
Some fans begin to boo; others are still shocked.
Logan: “That’s right… there you go little hermano… out of my ring. This ring isn’t for kids.”
Logan stares DDV square in the eye, who, as we can tell, is contemplating shutting DDV up, however, he just sighs in disgust at Logan and leaves the ring.
Kash: “OOOH DDV JUST GOT PUNKED DOWN!”
JS: “Actually, Sherlock, I think he’s saving it for whoever the fake DDV is.”
Kash: “Whatever.”
Logan takes his hand and ‘shoos’ away DDV with a gesture. DDV, is clearly just holding it back. Logan waits for him to start heading back and then holds the microphone up to his mouth. The fans grow quiet, anxious to see what’s up.
Logan: “All right, now, I’m out here tonight on behalf of the ICW Administration.”
JS: “What?”
Logan: “For those of you who don’t know what that means, like most of you I’m sure, it means I’m out here on official ICW business. You see I have in here, in this shiny briefcase right here, a contract. A special ICW issued contract that I, myself, requested to present to you all.”
Kash: “A contract? I wonder who it’s for?”
JS: “I think I have an idea.”
Logan holds up the briefcase for everyone to see, before turning towards the entrance ramp, feigning speaking to this new star directly.
Logan: “If you haven’t guessed it already, which I’m sure you were all too slow to do, ICW is now 100% MINE! I Own it, I control it...So screw all you Shitlanta hounds!”
JS: “What’s with his new attitude?”
Kash: “I don’t know, but I’m feeling it.”
Logan: “Brian Lane, get your tail out here right now.”
Logan says this with a forced smile, relieving some members of the crowd momentarily. However, we can tell that some of them are starting to get disgruntled.
“Dead And Bloated” by STP begins to play and Stevo and one of his flunkys immediately walk down the entrance ramp towards the ring. The fans give him a good boo.
Logan: “Yeah, yeah, that’s it, good job Stevo.”
Stevo and Dirty climb into the ring and walk up to OOO.
Logan: “Whoa, whoa, whoa… wait a minute. I asked for Brian, not a monkey.”
JS: “Actually, his name is Roger viewers.”
Kash: “Monkey… hehe, classic.”
Roger looks irate, but Brian mumbles something to him, calming him down. Roger then climbs out of the ring and heads to the back. Before he exits the arena, he looks back at Brian, he reassures him it’s ok to leave.
Kash: “Parting is such sweet sorrow.”
JS: (Jokingly.) “Nice quote. I didn’t know you were so refined.”
Kash: “What do you mean, quote? I made that up myself.”
Logan: “There, that’s better… geesh… you can’t even follow simple directions...Anyway, there, Laney, we all saw this past week on Showdown, you can't even pull off the UPSET of the second, much less the upset of the Century.”
Some fans cheer. OOO rolls his eyes.
Logan: “Amazingly... Steel walked away with the title. So, one would THINK that I’d not out here to congratulate you right?
JS: “This is just nonsense.”
Kash: “Why you say that?”
Logan: “So, I was OBVIOUSLY unconcerned with you from the start. I mean, you’re a nobody, a nothing… I have no friggan idea how you got a piece of the pie from Kane Harlow. So, I guess, without further ado, Laney, here, in this briefcase is your future of the ICW.”
Logan hands the briefcase to Brian Lane, who holds it up for him to open. Logan opens it and pulls out a clipboard with a piece of paper on it. He also reaches in with his left hand and palms something shiny, that the camera cannot see, nor can Brian Lane.
JS: “What was that?”
Kash: “I didn’t see anything.”
He hands the clipboard to Brian, who scans it over and then immediately signs it with a big smile. He hands it back to Logan who looks it over and smiles himself. Logan then extends a hand to Brian and we can over hear him say...
Logan: “Welcome to MSW!”
The two shake hands and the fans are mixed. Suddenly, however, Logan’s face turns serious and he grips Brian’s hand tight. Lane tries to break free but Logan swings with his free hand. Brian drops instantly to the mat and Logan holds his free hand high revealing brass knuckles. He then tosses the clipboard on the unconscious Brian Lane and picks up the microphone as the crowd boo’s.
Kash: “YEP! I was DEFINATLY wrong about Logan.”
JS: “This is just a despicable act. I have no idea what’s gotten into Logan. But these Showdown fans are letting him have it. As they should.”
Logan: “I’m sure you’re all wondering why I did this… why I felt this bitch here deserved this punishment. Well, quite frankly, this ingrate have no one to blame but himself!”
At this the crowd, obviously, boo’s loudly.
Logan: “You don’t realize how much better I am than all of you… than anyone in the ICW right now! You people should be worshiping me like a god! Making Patrick Steel a God!”
The crowd now boo’s even louder, naturally.
Logan: "And, like a god, no mere mortals could be me or him. No one, I am the greatest wrestling mind of all time, and soon, I'll be the greatest President of all time! I'll be better than Heyman... I'll be better than Eric Bischoff, err, Vincent K McMahon"
The crowd again boos at this speech.
JS: "Those are some legendary names, and future legends, on that list. Logan Owens is just being arrogant."
Kash: "Oh, hush, didn't you hear? You should respect the greatest wrestling mind of all time."
Logan: "Oh, wait a minute, what am I saying?"
JS: "I'm glad he's come to his senses."
Logan: "I ALREADY AM BETTER THAN EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THOSE MEN! And next week, at LOCKDOWN ON MSW, I'll prove just how good I am. I'm going to defeat whoever James Samuels chooses for my MSW Strap OF THE GODS Title. And, as expected, I'll retain, and solidify my name as the not only as the greatest wrestling mind of today, but the GREATEST OF ALL TIME!"
Again, the crowd boos. Kinda predictable huh?
Logan: “Noah Hanson, you got 60 minutes to beat Patrick Steel tonight. You don't like it, Oh… you and anyone and everyone else can just kiss my…”
The camera cuts to commercial.
When we come back from a commercial break we find Patrick Steel and Noah Hanson already standing in the ring, waiting to go.
Stevie Jackson: “Ladies and Gentlemen, it is NOW time for the MAIN EVENT of the evening…and your following contest has a SIXTY MINUTE time limit and IS for the ICW WORLD TELEVESION TITLE!”
The fans roar in anticipation, waiting the start of the match. The tension in the building is absolutely INCREDIBLE!
JS: “WOW! What a show of respect by these fans here in Atlanta. ”
The referee pats down both Patrick Steel and Noah Hanson and in that order, checking for any kind of illegal weapon on their person. The referee is pleased and signals for the bell and on cue, it is chimed three times. The fans pop big time!
JS: “Here we go, Kash. We are underway with a match 2 weeks in the making! Patrick Steel versus Noah Hanson for the ICW Television Title is NOW!”
Both men come out of their corner and they begin circling each other. Steel stops and offers up an arm to Noah, looking to engage in a Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock. Noah commits and the two interlock fingers. Both men try to muscle an advantage, but to no avail. Steel opts to make the first over and breaks the lock and looks to sweep out the leg of Noah Hanson. Noah is too quick and sees it coming and pulls away. Steel calls Noah out and again offers up his arm, again looking for a Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock. Noah complies again and the two lock fingers again…but this time Noah breaks the lock and grabs the leg of Patrick Steel. Steel is wise to it and rides Hanson to the mat with a front facelock. Noah is able to quickly counter and this time he rides Patrick Steel into a sitting position…and again, Steel is able to break free and he snapmares Noah over and again rides him to the mat with a front facelock. Hanson breaks free and comes up with an arm of Steel. Hanson quickly twists and slams the arm of Steel to the mat but Steel just quickly shakes it off and AGAIN rides Noah with a front face lock. Finally, Noah is able to counter into a hammerlock and brings Steel from his knees and to his feet. Noah, however, switches from the hammerlock and quickly applies a standing front facelock to Patrick Steel. Steel quickly hit’s a leg trip on Hanson and lands on him for a cover. The ref counts one and Noah Hanson kicks out and sits up and immediately, Patrick Steel rides him into a sitting position. Noah chain-wrestles his way out of it and rides Steel, but Steel is able to stand up to his feet. Noah breaks the hold and we are at a good, ol’ fashion STAND OFF! The fans are on their feet, cheering for this outstanding wrestling action!
JS: “Now THIS is professional wrestling. Just an AMAZING display of chain wrestling by BOTH men.”
Kash: “Yeah. While it was great wrestling, it was definitely too much men riding men. Yuck.”
JS: “Jeez. That’s what it’s called! Don’t step on my calls, Dick!”
Kash: “Pfft. I’ll step on your mom’s calls.”
JS: “Um…what? That didn’t even make sense.”
Kash: “You…um…don’t make sense.”
Patrick Steel fixes his knee pads briefly while Noah Hanson cracks his neck, each man preparing themselves for the next part of this war! Both men start circling again, trying to feel one another out. Steel stops and subsequently Hanson stops. Steel again offers a hand to Hanson and again, Hanson complies. Again, the two men lock up in a Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock. Hanson is able to eventually power Patrick Steel down to a knee and takes advantage by breaking the knuckle lock and executing a standing switch to Steel and locking on a rear waist lock. Steel struggles for a minute before being able to break the waist lock and comes out of it with a standing wrist lock. Hanson struggles for a moment before Steel, in one sudden but fluid motion, flips Hanson with a hip toss, still holding onto the wrist lock. Hanson stays calm and eventually is able to break the wrist lock by catching Steel off-guard by grabbing his head with his legs. Steel doesn’t stay locked up for long and he is able to force Hanson to his back. Steel tries fighting his way out, but Hanson drives his elbows into the exposed back of Patrick Steel…but out of no where, Steel pushes through the pain and grabs the head of Hanson and locks on a side headlock on the mat. Hanson struggles and Steel rides him to a sitting position. Hanson bridges out of a rear waist lock now applied by Steel and comes up with a standing armbar. Hanson takes the arm bar and switches it to a wrist lock, much like the one Steel just had applied to Lars. Lars is able to force Steel to a knee before Steel starts power out…but Hanson decides to wind up and kick Steel in the face with a sickening stiff kick! The crowd boo’s and Hanson breaks the hold. Hanson starts jawing with Steel and the “Hot Shot” is pissed and gets up to his feet!
JS: “What disrespect shown by Noah Hanson! Just classless!”
Kash: “What, did you want them to play Chess? This is Pro Wrestling, damn it! These two don’t like each other. If you wanted a respectful match with handshakes and rainbows, then this ain’t it!”
JS: “He’s a legend in the making! Noah Hanson should show him some damn respect!”
The two men start circling each other again, only this time they are talking a whole lot of trash. They lock up center ring with a collar-elbow tie up and Steel wins this exchange and snapmares Hanson over and quickly follows up with a stiff kick to the upper back! Hanson grimaces in pain and stands up holding his back. Steel shoots him a smile and Hanson, in turn, spits at him. Hanson challenges Steel to Greco-Roman Knuckle Lock and, this time, Steel happily accepts it. Both men lock up tight and go chest to chest, trying to overpower one another. Both men power each other down to the mat but each time the other man bridges back up! We are at a standstill and neither man will break the lock! Hanson starts feeling the effects of the lock and tries to somersault backwards out of it, but Steel holds on tightly! However, with the new angle, Hanson has an advantage! Steel doesn’t let that stand and he quickly slides between the legs of Hanson, holding onto the lock. Hanson has to break one hand and flips over to the mat and lands on his back. Steel smiles and quickly locks on a Cross Arm-Breaker! Hanson is quick to squirm to the ropes and gets a rope break. Steel releases the hold immediately and the fans erupt in cheers and we find ourselves at another stand still!
JS: “What a match so far!”
Kash: “What ring presence by Noah Hanson!”
JS: “Agreed. If Hanson DIDN’T make it to the ropes, I’m convinced that we would’ve seen the end of this match!”
The two men look very aggravated with one another as neither man is really running away with a clear-cut advantage thus far. Steel and Hanson look to lock up again, but this time it’s Steel who bypasses the lock-up and grabs the leg of Hanson. Steel sweeps Hanson down to his feet and immediately falls to the mat and grapevines the leg of Hanson with his own legs. Hanson looks to be in great pain as Steel has an absolutely vicious ankle lock on Noah Hanson center ring! Hanson is able, after a good minute in the hold, to break the leg grapevine and take the right knee of Steel and lock on a seated Stretch Muffler! Steel doesn’t give up the leglock, however, and tries to apply as much pressure as possible. Steel finally gives up the leglock and starts punching the seated Hanson in the face! Noah breaks the hold and again, we are at a stand off!
Kash: “C’mon! When are these guys gonna kill each other!?”
JS: “Ask and you shall receive. It would look like these two men’s tempers are FLARING!”
Hanson steps up to Steel paint-brushes him with a slap across the face! Steel responds back in kind! Noah rakes the eyes of Steel and Irish Whips him into the turnbuckle and follows in and connects with a Roaring Forearm Smash! Steel staggers out of the corner and Noah flips over and goes for a Sunset Flip. Steel is wise to it and rolls through and tries lifting Hanson up for his signature move…but Hanson is able to take Steel over with a head-scissor takeover. Steel gets right back up and charges at Noah, but Noah ducks and tries backbody dropping Steel to the outside…but Steel lands on the apron. Hanson turns around and gets locked with a forearm! Hanson staggers back and Steel springboards into the ring and drops Hanson hard with an Enzuigiri. Hanson slides out of the ring to try and take a break, but Steel has other plans! He gets a good running start and does a Suicide Dive through the middle and second rope…but Hanson saw it coming! Hanson moved and Steel smacks his head on the guardrail on the outside! Hanson smiles and immediately takes his studded belt off and starts whipping Steel across the back!
JS: “Oh, no!”
Kash: “IT’S LOWER EASTSIDE NOAH HANSON!!!!”
Kash: “Shut up, Johnny. Look at those welts on the back of Patrick Steel! Hulk Hogan was NEVER that Hollywood!”
Hanson smiles as he brings Steel to his feet and throws him back into the ring. Hanson wastes a little bit of time to put his belt back on and then follows Steel into the ring. Hanson brings Steel to his feet and hit’s a solid Knife Edge Chop…but Steel gets fired up! Steel fires back at the chest of Hanson with a Knife Edge Chop! Hanson chops again! Steel chops again! Hanson chops again! Steel hit’s a dropkick and Hanson crumbles to the mat! Steel brings Hanson up to his feet and DRILLS him with a Full Nelson Suplex! Hanson tries getting up right after the devastating drop on his skull…but Steel is ready! Steel crushes Hanson with a running knee strike to the temple of Hanson’s head! Steel doesn’t cover, instead he brings Hanson to his feet and whips him into the corner! Steel ties Hanson up in a tree of woe and backs up to the other side of the ring before rushing in and dropkicking the face of Hanson! Hanson is able to get his leg unhooked from the turnbuckle and crumbles to the mat. Steel backs away, stalking his prey. Hanson gets to his feet, but he looks out! Steel charges in and tries hitting a step-up Enziguri, but Hanson has enough wits about him to duck! Then, in a VERY shocking moment, Lars deathlocks the legs of Steel and locks on THE STEELTRAP!!!
JS: “You’ve got to be kidding me! Noah Hanson, in desperation, has locked Patrick Steel in his OWN finishing hold, The Steeltrap!”
Kash: “Oh, Patrick Steel would feel like a goon then a God if he tapped to his own hold!”
Hanson releases the hold once Patrick Steel gets to the ropes…but it looks like the damage is done. Steel’s knee looks to be a mess! Hanson gets up and starts stomping away at the knee. Hanson proceeds to drive his knee into the back of Steel's knee! Hanson grabs Steel leg and brings him up to a standing position before hitting a Dragon Whip on the knee! Hanson smiles, knowing he has Steel in trouble. Hanson hit’s a standing Moonsault and goes for a cover, but only gets a two count. Hanson gets right up and kicks the now-injured left knee of Patrick Steel. Steel gets wide-eyed and tries scooting away from Hanson. Hanson laughs and jumps right on the knee of Steel, double stomping it with all his weight! Hanson signals for the kill and grabs the leg of Steel and turns him over into the Long, Cold Winter! Patrick Steel immediately starts squirming to get to the ropes and after a good 30 seconds, Hanson breaks the Crab and pulls Steel away from the ropes and drops a “Lower Eastside Drop” on the knee of Patrick Steel!!! Hanson gets up and starts mocking Patrick Steel, doing all of his trademark poses!
JS: “What an arrogant prick! Noah just adding insult to injury now.”
Kash: “Dude. Shut the hell up. The King of ICW is in the ring!”
Noah Hanson finally finishes up his mock-pose down and goes for a cover on Steel…but Steel turns it into a small package! Steel gets a two count and gets up to his feet! Hanson boots Steel in the gut and looks like he wants to hit a vertical suplex, but Owens blocks and instead, Steel hit’s a BEAUTIFUL belly to belly suplex! Both men are slow to get up and finally, both are up simultaneously! Steel and Hanson start throwing wild punches at each other until Steel clobbers Noah Hanson with a sick clothesline! Again, both men are DOWN! The fans stand and cheer the efforts of both men as the referee administers the 10 count. Steel is the first man to his feet, at 9, and sends Noah Hanson to the ropes. Hanson counters and instead whips Steel to the ropes. Hanson misses a high-angle clothesline and Steel hit’s an astonishing Full Nelson/Dragon Suplex! Steel covers and only gets a 2 count. Steel slams the mat out of frustration and brings Hanson back up to his feet. Steel tries sending Hanson to the turnbuckle, but Hanson jumps up and sits on the top turnbuckle and kicks the charging Steel in the face! Owens stumbles out and Hanson hits an amazing spinning wheel kick to the face of Steel! Hanson waits for Steel to get up, and once he does he tries to hit his turning moonsault, but again, Steel is ready and knows his opponent SO well. Steel turns the moonsault attempt into a devastating Slingshot Suplex! Steel goes for the cover and STILL only gets a two count. Steel rolls over and tries catching his breath and collecting his thoughts. Steel finally gets up and, still feeling the effects on his knee, hobbles over to Noah Hanson, who himself is starting to get up near the ropes. Steel tries getting Hanson up on the top rope on the turnbuckle in the corner…but it turns into a fight for advantage up top! Hanson plays dirty and starts punching the knee of Steel before pushing Steel off the top turnbuckle…but Steel falls on his bad knee and hard! Hanson sees the opening and perches himself on the top rope before NAILING the Seven Year Down! Hanson goes for the cover and still only gets TWO!
JS: “Neither man will say die in this match!”
Kash: Well, this one has already gone past a half and hour, how much more can these two have left? I mean, the match has been amazing, but both of these dudes are all old and stuff. I don’t want to see either die from heart failure!”
JS: “Jeez. Kash. Just shut up and watch this other match of the year candidate!”
Hanson gets up and stares out into the audience and makes a throat-slitting motion as he drags Steel up. Hanson positions Steel between his legs and hoists Steel up and hits his Spinning Cradle Piledriver! Hanson covers and the referee finally counts THREE! Steel tried kicking out, but it was just a second too late! The crowd starts booing mercilessly as Noah Hanson raises his arms in the air.
JS: “HE DID IT! someone finally pinned Patrick Steel. He is human!!”
Kash: “Hell of a match. We saw the true Noah Hanson dude. The frickin’ Hollywood King!”
JS: “Listen to these fans, Kash!”
The fans start chanting “Match of the Year! Match of the Year!” Hanson smiles as he looks down on his fallen opponent. Hanson positions himself over the fallen body of Patrick Steel and raises his arms in the air, showing his dominance over the former ICW World Television Champion!
JS: “Join us NEXT Sunday for LOCKDOWN everyone! Well, just in case this IS our last broadcast on this network, we thank you all for your support and wish you all the best of luck. For Kash, I’m John Smith saying thanks for joining us and we’ll see you at LOCKDOWN!!!”
