Post by President Logan on Aug 29, 2011 16:34:00 GMT -3
Saturday Nigh Showdown 27th August 2011
Match Card
Live from the Atlanta, Georgia, Showdown Arena:
International Championship Wrestling kicks off the reign of Saturday Night Showdown with two huge matches.
Match 1:
A Re-Match from The Big Bang
Jaeger O'Meara vs Jordan Moss
Match 2:
A Tag Team Match
Patrick Steel & Tyler Hiroko vs TJ Black & Johnny Nailz
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Ok Guys so they'll be a 1 rp limit. No word or character limit however I do seriouisly stress quality over quantity. All Roleplays in by Thursday 12pm EST. Have fun.
Match Roleplays
An oversized armchair with a large man graces the screen, the gentleman looks rather sad and depressed as he just sits there look straight into the camera
Jaeger: I feel bad
Jaeger places his head in his hands as he shakes his head
Jaeger: Last week I put up such an inept performance it was a disgrace, I feel bad because this is first time you have heard from me, but most of all I feel sorry for my opponent Jordon Moss
Jaeger raises his head as a devilish smile is clearly visible for all to see
Jaeger: Jordon Moss, the man that has been paired to go toe to toe with me, Jaeger O’Merea, the man no-one knows anything about, but the name that will be on the lips of everyone., but before that happens, you need to know who Jaeger O’Merea is
The sound of knuckles cracking can be heard
Jaeger: So who am I, what is Jaeger all about? Now I could tell you a list of names that have fallen at my feet, but what’s the point? I could tell you about the countless titles that have graced my waist, but again that really does not matter, I could tell you whatever you I wanted, but until I back it up, it’s worthless, and that’s why I feel sorry of Mr Moss, on Saturday Night Showdown, the first chapter of Jaeger O’Merea begins
Jaeger slowly gets up and paces the room, it’s only now do you get to fully see the size and build of this behemoth, the muscle tone of his torso, this size of his arms, the thickness f his legs, we can see that this man is built
Jaeger: So how do I get into this business? What was MY defining moment? Well that’s easy, you see my whole entire life, I have been a target, being the biggest in school, collage in pub wherever, I have stood out like a beacon. People saw me and knew they could make a name for their self, you take down a big dog and you then instantly you become someone. For years people did that to me, and for years I turned the other cheek, I ignored each and every attack and just got on with my life, until this one attack. The last one was the last straw, I flipped it and knew then I had to fight back, to which I did. I fought and fought, I bite, scratched, slapped, punched and kicked. Never again did someone try to make their name via me again. I was a sleeping giant, a bear hibernating, but you know what happens when you poke a bear with a stick for a prolonged time? You make him angry and he soon begins to fight back. That’s what I did
Jaeger turns to the camera face on, the calm callous tones, and physical body languageshow that Jaeger means business
Jaeger: I realised that the only way to get respect was through acts of violence, to take scalps, and now that’s what I do, only now I don’t discriminate, I don’t care who you are, if you so much as look at me in the wrong way, I’ll put my foot so far up your backside, you’ll be able to floss with my boot laces, but until the moment I prove this, my words count for nothing, I am but just a name on a piece of paper, I am someone you can skip over and just pass off as another jobber just trying to make a name for their self, and that’s why I feel sorry for Jordon Moss, he will experience firsthand the wrath of my anger and power, he will be the message that the roster will receive, he will be my first victim. Until the showdown, take care
The scene fades with Jaeger returning to his chair with a continuous, rather mysterious smile
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Saving Face
TJ Black is sat inside the airport thinking about the events that occurred just three days ago live on PPV when he pinned Tyler Hiroko… but lost to Patrick Steel… barely. The crowd on that day were on a high, the pops for guys like himself and Jordan Moss, the burning hatred the crowd held for Tyler Hiroko and Patrick Steel and the confusion of whether they should quite be cheering for Jaeger O’Meara… And as he thought about it the thrills came back, the high flying, non-stop, death-defying action of the main event, the technically sound (yet brutal) grudge match against Tyler Hiroko, the taste of victory and the shame of defeat. TJ had walked into Big Bang Event as one of the favourites yet walked out without the TV Title… And it wasn’t long before his trance was broken.
PA system: Flight leaving to Atlanta, Georgia is now boarding. Take off in: 5 minutes.
As TJ Black stood the predictable swarm of fans swarmed him as he popped his head out from the crowd. As he managed to move through the hoard of ICW Fans he was greeted by a news crew.
Reporter: OK roll camera...
Cameraman: We are live in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1...
Reporter: Hello and welcome to Channel 6’s news at ten. We are live here today inside an airport with ICW Talent TJ Black.
TJ Black: Actually I have an urgent flight to ca-
Reporter: Last week we saw possibly one of the greatest events in pro-wrestling. The night saw 3 technically sound and brilliant matches before the simply pulse-pounding, edge of your seat ladder match. Can we get your thoughts on that amazing night?
TJ Black: Ugh… I really don’t have the time!
Reporter: What about a simple word on why you left UPW?
TJ Black: I would love to but I simply need to catch this flight!
Reporter: Any chance on capturing your thoughts about this Saturday's debuts of SNS on camera?
PA system: Last call for gate 27. Repeat: Last call for gate 27, boarding for Atlanta, Georgia…
TJ Black: I’m gonna miss my flight if I give you even one thought…
PA system: Gate 27 is now closing. Clearing the runway!
TJ Black: Ah crap… Fine you want my thoughts? I have 7 hours to wait before the next flight, so thank you for that… What do you want to know?
Reporter: Last month you shocked the world when you quit UPW and joined up with ICW. Both promotions were just starting out, so why jump-ship?
TJ Black: Because Ultimate Professional Wrestling was a dying show. It takes time and talent to generate a successful federation and unlike UPW, ICW has that talent. And we have that time. We also have a plague that goes by the name of Tyler Hiroko… But that’s another story. UPW failed to take flight and I left before I got shot down with it. You see Tyler said it right during his boring, repetitive, zero charisma and BS-filled “promo”. He left because the company was a failure. He claims that they played favourites against but we all know that that is just not quite true. You see during my matches in UPW I was forced to carry guys that were 8 foot tall and weighed more than a goddamn truck. Guys like that can barely walk, let alone wrestle. This business is built around guys like myself, guys like CM Punk, guys like AJ Styles, guys like Davey Richards and the only reason that this company will become more successful than companies like TNA nad WWE is because they won’t play favourite. They won’t let some 8 foot freak who can barely wrestle main event the shows first PPV. Kane is smart enough to know that being 20 foot tall and weighing 700 pounds doesn’t make you a god, it makes you a joke. He also knows of the dangers of putting guys like me in the ring with botching idiots with the name “Bloodhound”. He knows what it takes to create a business that can fly on its own accord. And in a few days we’ll see just that. The first ever television broadcast of ICW will see 2 matches take place in that 1 hour time-span. You will see possible future PPV main events go down live on SNS and you will see guys like Patrick Steel, guys like Moss and guys like myself main event those shows. You will also see Tyler Hiroko become nothing more than the Hornswoggle of ICW. Nothing more than a one trick wonder whose trick has been far too many times...
Reporter: Well, onto the next subject. Last week we saw the debut show of ICW. A one hour event that saw 4 great matches and the crowning of ICW’s first ever Television Champion. Also we witnessed the gruelling grudge match between you and Tyler. You pinned him clean in the middle of the ring, is it now save to say that the feud between you two is over?
TJ Black looks up at the lights contemplating those words, about how very little the championship belts truly mean, the predictability of Tyler Hiroko’s promo and the realisation that Tyler was full of crap.
TJ Black: A man’s greatest lie is the one he tells to protect his dignity. Tyler Hiroko may not be able to admit that he lost clean to this rookie but he knows that I’m a threat to him. He knew that from our match at UPW when he came up lucky with pinned me. That very same match I hit a finisher of my own and put him through a table. Last week we met for round 2 and I pinned him clean. He may claim that he let me win but he never had a plan. He was unusually quiet last week because I call him out on his repetitive promos. He was left speechless at the truth in my words. He was surprised that I was able to best him on the mic and in the ring. But now that he lost he’s trying to save face by claiming that he let me win. Tyler can produce all the BS he wants too but there will never be enough to hide the truth. I know that Tyler respects me; I know that he sees me as a true threat. And if per chance there was a single thread of truth in what he said I have a little tip for Tyler: Next time you think up a genius plan don’t broadcast it to the entire world. Promos are live things you know and I have never once claimed to be the best wrestler in the world. I know that there are better men in the ring. Guys like Punk, Danielson, Prince Devitt and Richards can trash me in the ring but of those guys only one man can trash me on the microphone. And everyone knows who that man is. But Tyler Hiroko can’t hold a candle to my verbal prowess or my in ring potential. Yes he is a veteran of the ring but then again, so are Bret Hart and Big Show and they couldn’t carry a match either…Hiroko was right this is the beginning of a war. We both may have wona fight but history isn't decided by bitchfights. Its decided by bloodshed...
Reporter: And what about the ladder match and the television champion?
TJ Black: Ah yes… I have to admit, Patrick Steel you surprised me, being away from the ring for 3 years and still managing to pull out two wins including a championship victory in the main event and inside a ladder match on top. So let me be the first man to say congratulations Patrick, congratulations on being the first man to win an absolutely meaningless title in ICW. You see for a title to mean something it needs to be prestigious. Prestige comes from having honourable men hold the title. So far I’ve seen one cheating bastard hold the belt for about 9 days. You see that championship means absolutely nothing at this moment and I hope you can bring prestige to that title so that when I bring the world title prestige the two of us can meet one on one in the middle of the ring and the match can truly be billed as the greatest match in ICW history. But until then I will have to settle for a tag team match on free TV. So Patrick Steel, good luck this Saturday, and try not to be sucked into Tyler Hiroko’s web of BS.
Reporter: Well to wrap this up what are your thoughts on one of ICWs newest acquisitions? This Saturday you team up with the self-proclaimed “Assassin” Johnny Nailz. Now we all know exactly what Tyler thinks but what do-
TJ Black: You know what for the first time ever Tyler Hiroko spokes the truth; guys with “insane” backgrounds are usually full of crap. Johnny Nailz has probably never had a single fight in his life let alone of wrestled. This guy has the generic “grew up on the streets” gimmick, and this Saturday Nailz can either get in line or step aside. All I ask is that he does not get in my way and just let me pick up the victory my way. Because I know that his whole spoiling for a fight BS is part of his gimmick and that this Saturday he will be backstage before the match frozen in fear because in truth he will be afraid of a fight. And you know what? If he get pinned this Saturday and forces me to lose my second match then he will find a goddamn fight. And when I want a fight, I get a fight. Ask anyone who has ever faced me in the middle of that ring or out on the streets. This is Johnny Nailz first and final shot… If he loses this Saturday then I will end his career… PERSONALLY!
Reporter: Thank you for your time TJ… Well ladies and gentlemen it looks like TJ is ready for this Saturday. We’ll see you tomorrow night at 10. Goodnight everybody!
The credit roll on the television screens as TJ walks away from the news crew (And the fans) in the airport…
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.::{-] The scene opens to show Tyler Hiroko in the arena from the Big Bang. Most of the lights are off and the smell of stale beer and popcorn from the crowd are still staunch in the air while the the ring is still drapped with the Big Bang logos. In his head Tyler can still hear the roar of the crowd and the electricity through the arena from that night while he stands in the direct middle of the ring just looking up into the rafters. He is still dressed with the nights attire and even still has a glow of sweat about him from the nights matches. He stands motionless until he quickly looks down to the floor and begins to speak. [-}:.
Tyler Hiroko: I leave a company lying in the dirt where it belongs. I laid the UPW to rest with a single move and now everyone there is floating. Craig Allen, my former boss, led everyone to believe that UPW would be the promised land. He lead everyone to think that things would be different this time... that he wouldn't let us down, but he failed miserably. Everyone ran after the crapfest that was Canadian Chaos. Everyone knew that night that it was bigger than any one of us and I carried the torch coming into the event. I was on top of the company and NO one could deny it, but... Craig Allen had a joker up his sleeve. The world knew that it was my night to shine and walk out with the UPW World title securely around my waist. I was supposed to walk out with my head held high! ... but then Craig Allen came into my locker room right before the tag team match. I was told to take the dive to Jason Jenkins and Xander Xanthe or lose my job. Mr. Allen was afraid of me being his champion. He didn't want someone like me carrying the torch that was the guiding light of his company. He wanted nothing more than his golden boy, Jason Jenkins, to win and he would stop at nothing to make that happen. With his words still repeating themselves inside my brain I walk out there and did what I had to do.
.::{-] Tyler look up and out into the stands. His eyes never really focusing on anything. [-}::.
I played his stupid little game and I allowed Xander and Jason to walk out of the ring with the win and I laid on the mat realizing this isn't where I wanted to be. After two months of giving myself to that company I had the rug sweeped out from underneath me in three seconds because of greed and jealousy. To me, my career was over. I had nowhere to go other than UPW and I wasn't about to lose my paycheck again after two months, but then something special happend. I went back to my locker and I saw a missed phone call from a certain Mr. Kane Harlow of ICW and that was my light at the end of the tunnel. That was my way out of the political hell hole. I will say that without a shadow of a doubt I will never work for Craig Allen ever again and now that I have the ICW I have a renewed foucus. I have the drive to become the first ICW World Champion.
The only bad part about being here in the ICW is that one of the rats who fell off the sinking ship of UPW found me here. My old friend, TJJ Black, has come crawling out of the gutter and into my new home. We both know that you hold a win over me now TJ and it's something that you will now graciously flaunt all over me, but the thing about that matter is I let you win TJ. I know you'll have a long drawn out speech about how you won fair and square and that there is no way I would let you win... but I did. I've had a plan since day one of you walking out of those elevator doors and back into my face and it is working perfectly. I want you to believe that you are now the greatest wrestler to ever step foot into the ring. Making your comparisons like you always do to people like The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin, I want you to feel on top of the world. There is nothing more satisfying than taking someone like you and just crushing their dreams in the palm of your hand. It'll make the headlines the next time we step into the ring and stare at each other face to face... one on one. All the stories on all the websites will talk about how the young man known as TJ Black stepped into a ring on his own accord and left in a body bag. It's gotten to the point of sickness with you. Just the sight of your face makes me want to vomit and I cannot stand you anymore. I will love crushing you in the ring once again and I get a chance come Saturday night.
.::{-] He lowers his gaze from the stands and back to the floor. He slowly walks around the ring as he speaks once again. [-}::.
I've been quite absent since the beginning of ICW and Saturday I take this seriously and show the world what I am capable of in that ring. Saturday I will face you TJ Black and your partner, Johnny Nailz. TJ, I hope that you are ready for the beginning of our war that will end here in the ICW. It's time that you learn your place in the business once and for all. It's tiring to watch you try week after week to become the man you know you want to be. Shame that you'll never know just quite what it's like. In my many years in the wrestling game I have seen them come and I have seen them go and you TJ are just another generic Johnny Wannabestar. I don't see that spark inside of you. I don't see the drive and determination to become the leader of a company. It takes a man to be the World Champion of a company like ICW and you just don't have what it takes. You can say I am full of it all you want, but the truth is... I know exaclty what I am talking about. We've been in the ring more than once and I know you better than anyone else does. No one else can say that they have a history with anyone else, but you and I go back a little further than ICW. You've been a pain in my ass since day one of coming back to wrestling. A sad, pathetic little boy who apparently believes in miracles. It's a damn miracle you make it to the arena let alone find the ring.
... But there is more to worry about then you on Saturday TJ cause you will have a partener. A man by the name of Johnny Nailz. The supposed white boy from the streets who is the quote insanist. Honestly, if I had a dime for every time I came across a wrestler with some kind of "insane" nickname I'd never have to wrestle another day in my life again. Also, if I had a nickel for every time I heard someone call themselves an assassin my children's children would never have to work another day in their life. Odds are is that you grew up in some lame suburb of Chicago or Canada and went to private school and was a nerd in high school cause that is the type of person who comes up with that kind of nickname. Do you really think you've earned the nickname of assassin? Killing birds in your back yard with a BB gun when you're thirteen doesn't make you an assassin. Quit the bullshit and be a man John. When I go out to the ring I don't need a fancy nickname and some made up horseshit background to prove that I belong here. Take your gimmicks and go home because it isn't about playing dress up and having a puppet show. It's a damn shame that you get to flaunt around here with your backwards hat and your crappy rock song introduction. You probably haven't had it hard one day in your life... hell, you probably don't even being to know what having it hard means. Don't come at me with some sob story about daddy not being there and mommy having to work three jobs just to keep the trailer. It wasn't a good story when Eminem wrote 8 Mile so it sure isn't going to be great with your retelling. So come Saturday just shut your mouth and thank the lord that I let you walk out of the ring on your own two feet.
As far as you go Patrick Steel just come down and keep your little Television in the corner and watch me win. All you have to do is not lose and so far you've proven yourself quite sufficient at doing that. At this point you have earned my respect as an individual here in the ICW. At this point I don't have a problem with you and I do believe that you could actually be worth something one day. Saturday is your chance to learn what it's like to watch a true champion in the ring. Sure, you are the Television champion and all, but when I am the World champion then that belt you have won't look to shiny and you'll see what it takes to be the man. Think of Saturday as a lesson in wrestling from one of the best the industry has EVER seen.
.::{-] Fade to black [-}::.
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Part 2: There Are No Children Here
December, 1994
Patrick stands on his front porch. The same front porch he will return to years later only to punch a hole in the front door. The flashing red and blue lights of police cars make him appear to be changing color every few seconds. Uniformed policemen and detectives walk past the boy without a second glance. Not like it would matter if they did give him a second glance. Patrick’s body is here, but Patrick is not. The “Vacant” sign that will be nailed to the door in the coming years might as well be taped to Patrick’s forehead. If ever there were a situation to which the saying “The lights are on, but no one’s home” applied, this is it. Two stretchers containing body bags are wheeled passed Patrick so close that if he wanted to, he could reach out and touch them. But he doesn’t want to touch them. He doesn’t want to do anything. Most people would cry in a situation like this. Then again, most people aren’t dead inside. CSI and police continue filing in and out of the house. After a while a policeman no older than 25 walks over to Patrick and kneels down next to him.
Hey buddy. You feeling okay? You need me to get you anything?
Patrick continues to stare straight ahead. The officer puts his and on Patrick’s shoulder, trying to comfort the young boy.
My name is Officer Stevens. Let me know what I can do for you pal, I’m here to help you.
Patrick only response to the young officer is to blink a few times.
Listen, I know this must be really hard for you. I’m sure you’re really sad. What that man did to your mother and to himself in there…it was just awful. I’m really sorry you had to see something like that. It’s okay to feel mad or scared or sad. All these people are here to help you out though. Just tell us what we can do for you, and we’ll do it. I promise.
Officer Stevens runs his hand through his hair nervously. It’s clear he wants to help, but he doesn’t know what to do and Patrick isn’t doing a great job of telling him what he needs.
Is there anybody I can call to come get you? Grandparents? Maybe an aunt or uncle? You can’t stay here alone. Not that you would want to stay here anyway, I’m sure. You can talk to me kid, I promise that it’s okay.
Another officer walks past Stevens, this one older. He whispers something to Stevens, who shakes his head and shrugs in response.
I’m gonna have to take you back to the station now. Maybe down there we can get the number of someone to call to come get you. Come on.
Officer Stevens holds his hand out to Patrick, hoping the boy will at least allow himself to be lead to the car. Patrick continues to stand still, however. Stevens grabs Patrick by the hand, realizing the boy won’t do anything on his own. Patrick jumps when Stevens starts to pull him toward the car, a shocked look on his face. He looks up to the officer, his face full of confusion.
Who are you? Who are all these people? I want my mommy…
To Be Continued…
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Present Day
Patrick sits at a picnic table at a fairly nice looking park in Buffalo. He is eating a sandwich and, judging by the empties, drinking his 7th or 8th beer. The expression on his face is not too dissimilar from the one he had the night of his encounter with Officer Stevens. The night his mother’s boyfriend shot her point blank before turning the gun on himself. There might be something behind those eyes now, some tiny sign of life, but it’s nearly impossible to tell. Patrick’s phone beings to ring. He pulls it out of his pocket and looks at the caller ID. Shaking his head, he flips the phone open.
I told you not to fucking call me…No, I talk to you however I please…Fuck you Uncle Mike. You don’t talk to me for 17 fucking years and then you call me one day out of the blue? Just to chat? See how I’m doing? I doubt it asshole. I’ll tell you what I think. I think you saw me on TV and NOW you want to be a part of my life. You didn’t want to be part of my life the night my mother, YOUR SISTER, was murdered. No no no. Uncle Mike can’t be bothered to come pick up his 7 year old nephew from the police station because he’s too busy shooting up. But when he sees his nephew on television, winning some wrestling matches he thinks, “Shit, I bet he makes some good money doing that. Let’s see how the littler guy is doing.” Is that it Mike?...Oh, nothing to say? Call me again you piece of shit. I DARE YOU to see what happens if you do that.
Patrick breaks his phone in half and throws it toward a group of trees. He kills the beer he’s been drinking, pops open another one, and kills half of it in one gulp.
You know, it’s funny: I’ve got this tag team match on Saturday, not sure why, but I do. That’s not the funny part though. The funny part is that I’m the only guy in this company with more than one victory and I’m the only guy in this company with a title, yet, I’m still getting disrespected. Not only by one of my opponents, but also by my partner, to an extent. T.J.. Tyler. Do I need to remind you that you were both in the main event at The Big Bang? Furthermore, do I need to remind you that I won that match? Tyler, I don’t have much of a problem with you. I do have a problem with you thinking you can win this match without me. You and I both know that you need me if you have a shot at winning this match. But let’s push that to the side, I’m sure two talented me such as you and I can figure out a way to work together to win this match. Not that it’s going to take very much effort on our part. Let’s talk about T.J. Black for a second. You make me laugh, T.J.. You couldn’t beat me at Big Band, so you resort to the lamest excuse in the book: I’m a cheater. A “cheating bastard” if I recall correctly. Laughable. Is everybody that beats you a cheater, T.J.? Do you really think that my title has no prestige, or is it just sour grapes? I dunno. Just sounds like someone is a tid bit bitter that he didn’t win that match. No matter. If you have any doubts about my ability, I’ll dispel all of those at Showdown this Saturday. T.J., I don’t fear you. I have no reason to fear you, although you seem to think otherwise. Saturday, we will go toe to toe, and I can promise you that Tyler and I will walk away with the victory. How do I know this? It’s simple, we’re better wrestlers than you and….you partner. What’s his name? Johnny something?.........Johnny Nailz, that’s it. Nailz with a “Z”? Really Johnny? How am I even supposed to take you seriously? What can I say about your that your name already doesn’t? You’re a joke. I’ve never met you, never seen you compete, wasn’t aware of your existence until this week. None of that matters though. It’s literally like some 10 year old created a wrestler in a video game and, somehow, he turned into a real person. You’re a video game character, Johnny. “The Insanist”? What the hell does that even mean? That’s not even a real word, Johnny. What is it? An insane person? A person who studies insane things? Someone needs to explain this to me, because I just don’t fucking get it. With any luck, your in-ring ability is as funny as your name; because that should make things all the easier for me and my partner. Well, I’ve wasted enough time on your lowlifes. See you Saturday.
Patrick finished his beer and opens another, a sadistic smile on his face as he gets up and walks off.
Results
Match Card
Live from the Atlanta, Georgia, Showdown Arena:
International Championship Wrestling kicks off the reign of Saturday Night Showdown with two huge matches.
Match 1:
A Re-Match from The Big Bang
Jaeger O'Meara vs Jordan Moss
Match 2:
A Tag Team Match
Patrick Steel & Tyler Hiroko vs TJ Black & Johnny Nailz
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Ok Guys so they'll be a 1 rp limit. No word or character limit however I do seriouisly stress quality over quantity. All Roleplays in by Thursday 12pm EST. Have fun.
Match Roleplays
An oversized armchair with a large man graces the screen, the gentleman looks rather sad and depressed as he just sits there look straight into the camera
Jaeger: I feel bad
Jaeger places his head in his hands as he shakes his head
Jaeger: Last week I put up such an inept performance it was a disgrace, I feel bad because this is first time you have heard from me, but most of all I feel sorry for my opponent Jordon Moss
Jaeger raises his head as a devilish smile is clearly visible for all to see
Jaeger: Jordon Moss, the man that has been paired to go toe to toe with me, Jaeger O’Merea, the man no-one knows anything about, but the name that will be on the lips of everyone., but before that happens, you need to know who Jaeger O’Merea is
The sound of knuckles cracking can be heard
Jaeger: So who am I, what is Jaeger all about? Now I could tell you a list of names that have fallen at my feet, but what’s the point? I could tell you about the countless titles that have graced my waist, but again that really does not matter, I could tell you whatever you I wanted, but until I back it up, it’s worthless, and that’s why I feel sorry of Mr Moss, on Saturday Night Showdown, the first chapter of Jaeger O’Merea begins
Jaeger slowly gets up and paces the room, it’s only now do you get to fully see the size and build of this behemoth, the muscle tone of his torso, this size of his arms, the thickness f his legs, we can see that this man is built
Jaeger: So how do I get into this business? What was MY defining moment? Well that’s easy, you see my whole entire life, I have been a target, being the biggest in school, collage in pub wherever, I have stood out like a beacon. People saw me and knew they could make a name for their self, you take down a big dog and you then instantly you become someone. For years people did that to me, and for years I turned the other cheek, I ignored each and every attack and just got on with my life, until this one attack. The last one was the last straw, I flipped it and knew then I had to fight back, to which I did. I fought and fought, I bite, scratched, slapped, punched and kicked. Never again did someone try to make their name via me again. I was a sleeping giant, a bear hibernating, but you know what happens when you poke a bear with a stick for a prolonged time? You make him angry and he soon begins to fight back. That’s what I did
Jaeger turns to the camera face on, the calm callous tones, and physical body languageshow that Jaeger means business
Jaeger: I realised that the only way to get respect was through acts of violence, to take scalps, and now that’s what I do, only now I don’t discriminate, I don’t care who you are, if you so much as look at me in the wrong way, I’ll put my foot so far up your backside, you’ll be able to floss with my boot laces, but until the moment I prove this, my words count for nothing, I am but just a name on a piece of paper, I am someone you can skip over and just pass off as another jobber just trying to make a name for their self, and that’s why I feel sorry for Jordon Moss, he will experience firsthand the wrath of my anger and power, he will be the message that the roster will receive, he will be my first victim. Until the showdown, take care
The scene fades with Jaeger returning to his chair with a continuous, rather mysterious smile
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Saving Face
TJ Black is sat inside the airport thinking about the events that occurred just three days ago live on PPV when he pinned Tyler Hiroko… but lost to Patrick Steel… barely. The crowd on that day were on a high, the pops for guys like himself and Jordan Moss, the burning hatred the crowd held for Tyler Hiroko and Patrick Steel and the confusion of whether they should quite be cheering for Jaeger O’Meara… And as he thought about it the thrills came back, the high flying, non-stop, death-defying action of the main event, the technically sound (yet brutal) grudge match against Tyler Hiroko, the taste of victory and the shame of defeat. TJ had walked into Big Bang Event as one of the favourites yet walked out without the TV Title… And it wasn’t long before his trance was broken.
PA system: Flight leaving to Atlanta, Georgia is now boarding. Take off in: 5 minutes.
As TJ Black stood the predictable swarm of fans swarmed him as he popped his head out from the crowd. As he managed to move through the hoard of ICW Fans he was greeted by a news crew.
Reporter: OK roll camera...
Cameraman: We are live in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1...
Reporter: Hello and welcome to Channel 6’s news at ten. We are live here today inside an airport with ICW Talent TJ Black.
TJ Black: Actually I have an urgent flight to ca-
Reporter: Last week we saw possibly one of the greatest events in pro-wrestling. The night saw 3 technically sound and brilliant matches before the simply pulse-pounding, edge of your seat ladder match. Can we get your thoughts on that amazing night?
TJ Black: Ugh… I really don’t have the time!
Reporter: What about a simple word on why you left UPW?
TJ Black: I would love to but I simply need to catch this flight!
Reporter: Any chance on capturing your thoughts about this Saturday's debuts of SNS on camera?
PA system: Last call for gate 27. Repeat: Last call for gate 27, boarding for Atlanta, Georgia…
TJ Black: I’m gonna miss my flight if I give you even one thought…
PA system: Gate 27 is now closing. Clearing the runway!
TJ Black: Ah crap… Fine you want my thoughts? I have 7 hours to wait before the next flight, so thank you for that… What do you want to know?
Reporter: Last month you shocked the world when you quit UPW and joined up with ICW. Both promotions were just starting out, so why jump-ship?
TJ Black: Because Ultimate Professional Wrestling was a dying show. It takes time and talent to generate a successful federation and unlike UPW, ICW has that talent. And we have that time. We also have a plague that goes by the name of Tyler Hiroko… But that’s another story. UPW failed to take flight and I left before I got shot down with it. You see Tyler said it right during his boring, repetitive, zero charisma and BS-filled “promo”. He left because the company was a failure. He claims that they played favourites against but we all know that that is just not quite true. You see during my matches in UPW I was forced to carry guys that were 8 foot tall and weighed more than a goddamn truck. Guys like that can barely walk, let alone wrestle. This business is built around guys like myself, guys like CM Punk, guys like AJ Styles, guys like Davey Richards and the only reason that this company will become more successful than companies like TNA nad WWE is because they won’t play favourite. They won’t let some 8 foot freak who can barely wrestle main event the shows first PPV. Kane is smart enough to know that being 20 foot tall and weighing 700 pounds doesn’t make you a god, it makes you a joke. He also knows of the dangers of putting guys like me in the ring with botching idiots with the name “Bloodhound”. He knows what it takes to create a business that can fly on its own accord. And in a few days we’ll see just that. The first ever television broadcast of ICW will see 2 matches take place in that 1 hour time-span. You will see possible future PPV main events go down live on SNS and you will see guys like Patrick Steel, guys like Moss and guys like myself main event those shows. You will also see Tyler Hiroko become nothing more than the Hornswoggle of ICW. Nothing more than a one trick wonder whose trick has been far too many times...
Reporter: Well, onto the next subject. Last week we saw the debut show of ICW. A one hour event that saw 4 great matches and the crowning of ICW’s first ever Television Champion. Also we witnessed the gruelling grudge match between you and Tyler. You pinned him clean in the middle of the ring, is it now save to say that the feud between you two is over?
TJ Black looks up at the lights contemplating those words, about how very little the championship belts truly mean, the predictability of Tyler Hiroko’s promo and the realisation that Tyler was full of crap.
TJ Black: A man’s greatest lie is the one he tells to protect his dignity. Tyler Hiroko may not be able to admit that he lost clean to this rookie but he knows that I’m a threat to him. He knew that from our match at UPW when he came up lucky with pinned me. That very same match I hit a finisher of my own and put him through a table. Last week we met for round 2 and I pinned him clean. He may claim that he let me win but he never had a plan. He was unusually quiet last week because I call him out on his repetitive promos. He was left speechless at the truth in my words. He was surprised that I was able to best him on the mic and in the ring. But now that he lost he’s trying to save face by claiming that he let me win. Tyler can produce all the BS he wants too but there will never be enough to hide the truth. I know that Tyler respects me; I know that he sees me as a true threat. And if per chance there was a single thread of truth in what he said I have a little tip for Tyler: Next time you think up a genius plan don’t broadcast it to the entire world. Promos are live things you know and I have never once claimed to be the best wrestler in the world. I know that there are better men in the ring. Guys like Punk, Danielson, Prince Devitt and Richards can trash me in the ring but of those guys only one man can trash me on the microphone. And everyone knows who that man is. But Tyler Hiroko can’t hold a candle to my verbal prowess or my in ring potential. Yes he is a veteran of the ring but then again, so are Bret Hart and Big Show and they couldn’t carry a match either…Hiroko was right this is the beginning of a war. We both may have wona fight but history isn't decided by bitchfights. Its decided by bloodshed...
Reporter: And what about the ladder match and the television champion?
TJ Black: Ah yes… I have to admit, Patrick Steel you surprised me, being away from the ring for 3 years and still managing to pull out two wins including a championship victory in the main event and inside a ladder match on top. So let me be the first man to say congratulations Patrick, congratulations on being the first man to win an absolutely meaningless title in ICW. You see for a title to mean something it needs to be prestigious. Prestige comes from having honourable men hold the title. So far I’ve seen one cheating bastard hold the belt for about 9 days. You see that championship means absolutely nothing at this moment and I hope you can bring prestige to that title so that when I bring the world title prestige the two of us can meet one on one in the middle of the ring and the match can truly be billed as the greatest match in ICW history. But until then I will have to settle for a tag team match on free TV. So Patrick Steel, good luck this Saturday, and try not to be sucked into Tyler Hiroko’s web of BS.
Reporter: Well to wrap this up what are your thoughts on one of ICWs newest acquisitions? This Saturday you team up with the self-proclaimed “Assassin” Johnny Nailz. Now we all know exactly what Tyler thinks but what do-
TJ Black: You know what for the first time ever Tyler Hiroko spokes the truth; guys with “insane” backgrounds are usually full of crap. Johnny Nailz has probably never had a single fight in his life let alone of wrestled. This guy has the generic “grew up on the streets” gimmick, and this Saturday Nailz can either get in line or step aside. All I ask is that he does not get in my way and just let me pick up the victory my way. Because I know that his whole spoiling for a fight BS is part of his gimmick and that this Saturday he will be backstage before the match frozen in fear because in truth he will be afraid of a fight. And you know what? If he get pinned this Saturday and forces me to lose my second match then he will find a goddamn fight. And when I want a fight, I get a fight. Ask anyone who has ever faced me in the middle of that ring or out on the streets. This is Johnny Nailz first and final shot… If he loses this Saturday then I will end his career… PERSONALLY!
Reporter: Thank you for your time TJ… Well ladies and gentlemen it looks like TJ is ready for this Saturday. We’ll see you tomorrow night at 10. Goodnight everybody!
The credit roll on the television screens as TJ walks away from the news crew (And the fans) in the airport…
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.::{-] The scene opens to show Tyler Hiroko in the arena from the Big Bang. Most of the lights are off and the smell of stale beer and popcorn from the crowd are still staunch in the air while the the ring is still drapped with the Big Bang logos. In his head Tyler can still hear the roar of the crowd and the electricity through the arena from that night while he stands in the direct middle of the ring just looking up into the rafters. He is still dressed with the nights attire and even still has a glow of sweat about him from the nights matches. He stands motionless until he quickly looks down to the floor and begins to speak. [-}:.
Tyler Hiroko: I leave a company lying in the dirt where it belongs. I laid the UPW to rest with a single move and now everyone there is floating. Craig Allen, my former boss, led everyone to believe that UPW would be the promised land. He lead everyone to think that things would be different this time... that he wouldn't let us down, but he failed miserably. Everyone ran after the crapfest that was Canadian Chaos. Everyone knew that night that it was bigger than any one of us and I carried the torch coming into the event. I was on top of the company and NO one could deny it, but... Craig Allen had a joker up his sleeve. The world knew that it was my night to shine and walk out with the UPW World title securely around my waist. I was supposed to walk out with my head held high! ... but then Craig Allen came into my locker room right before the tag team match. I was told to take the dive to Jason Jenkins and Xander Xanthe or lose my job. Mr. Allen was afraid of me being his champion. He didn't want someone like me carrying the torch that was the guiding light of his company. He wanted nothing more than his golden boy, Jason Jenkins, to win and he would stop at nothing to make that happen. With his words still repeating themselves inside my brain I walk out there and did what I had to do.
.::{-] Tyler look up and out into the stands. His eyes never really focusing on anything. [-}::.
I played his stupid little game and I allowed Xander and Jason to walk out of the ring with the win and I laid on the mat realizing this isn't where I wanted to be. After two months of giving myself to that company I had the rug sweeped out from underneath me in three seconds because of greed and jealousy. To me, my career was over. I had nowhere to go other than UPW and I wasn't about to lose my paycheck again after two months, but then something special happend. I went back to my locker and I saw a missed phone call from a certain Mr. Kane Harlow of ICW and that was my light at the end of the tunnel. That was my way out of the political hell hole. I will say that without a shadow of a doubt I will never work for Craig Allen ever again and now that I have the ICW I have a renewed foucus. I have the drive to become the first ICW World Champion.
The only bad part about being here in the ICW is that one of the rats who fell off the sinking ship of UPW found me here. My old friend, TJJ Black, has come crawling out of the gutter and into my new home. We both know that you hold a win over me now TJ and it's something that you will now graciously flaunt all over me, but the thing about that matter is I let you win TJ. I know you'll have a long drawn out speech about how you won fair and square and that there is no way I would let you win... but I did. I've had a plan since day one of you walking out of those elevator doors and back into my face and it is working perfectly. I want you to believe that you are now the greatest wrestler to ever step foot into the ring. Making your comparisons like you always do to people like The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin, I want you to feel on top of the world. There is nothing more satisfying than taking someone like you and just crushing their dreams in the palm of your hand. It'll make the headlines the next time we step into the ring and stare at each other face to face... one on one. All the stories on all the websites will talk about how the young man known as TJ Black stepped into a ring on his own accord and left in a body bag. It's gotten to the point of sickness with you. Just the sight of your face makes me want to vomit and I cannot stand you anymore. I will love crushing you in the ring once again and I get a chance come Saturday night.
.::{-] He lowers his gaze from the stands and back to the floor. He slowly walks around the ring as he speaks once again. [-}::.
I've been quite absent since the beginning of ICW and Saturday I take this seriously and show the world what I am capable of in that ring. Saturday I will face you TJ Black and your partner, Johnny Nailz. TJ, I hope that you are ready for the beginning of our war that will end here in the ICW. It's time that you learn your place in the business once and for all. It's tiring to watch you try week after week to become the man you know you want to be. Shame that you'll never know just quite what it's like. In my many years in the wrestling game I have seen them come and I have seen them go and you TJ are just another generic Johnny Wannabestar. I don't see that spark inside of you. I don't see the drive and determination to become the leader of a company. It takes a man to be the World Champion of a company like ICW and you just don't have what it takes. You can say I am full of it all you want, but the truth is... I know exaclty what I am talking about. We've been in the ring more than once and I know you better than anyone else does. No one else can say that they have a history with anyone else, but you and I go back a little further than ICW. You've been a pain in my ass since day one of coming back to wrestling. A sad, pathetic little boy who apparently believes in miracles. It's a damn miracle you make it to the arena let alone find the ring.
... But there is more to worry about then you on Saturday TJ cause you will have a partener. A man by the name of Johnny Nailz. The supposed white boy from the streets who is the quote insanist. Honestly, if I had a dime for every time I came across a wrestler with some kind of "insane" nickname I'd never have to wrestle another day in my life again. Also, if I had a nickel for every time I heard someone call themselves an assassin my children's children would never have to work another day in their life. Odds are is that you grew up in some lame suburb of Chicago or Canada and went to private school and was a nerd in high school cause that is the type of person who comes up with that kind of nickname. Do you really think you've earned the nickname of assassin? Killing birds in your back yard with a BB gun when you're thirteen doesn't make you an assassin. Quit the bullshit and be a man John. When I go out to the ring I don't need a fancy nickname and some made up horseshit background to prove that I belong here. Take your gimmicks and go home because it isn't about playing dress up and having a puppet show. It's a damn shame that you get to flaunt around here with your backwards hat and your crappy rock song introduction. You probably haven't had it hard one day in your life... hell, you probably don't even being to know what having it hard means. Don't come at me with some sob story about daddy not being there and mommy having to work three jobs just to keep the trailer. It wasn't a good story when Eminem wrote 8 Mile so it sure isn't going to be great with your retelling. So come Saturday just shut your mouth and thank the lord that I let you walk out of the ring on your own two feet.
As far as you go Patrick Steel just come down and keep your little Television in the corner and watch me win. All you have to do is not lose and so far you've proven yourself quite sufficient at doing that. At this point you have earned my respect as an individual here in the ICW. At this point I don't have a problem with you and I do believe that you could actually be worth something one day. Saturday is your chance to learn what it's like to watch a true champion in the ring. Sure, you are the Television champion and all, but when I am the World champion then that belt you have won't look to shiny and you'll see what it takes to be the man. Think of Saturday as a lesson in wrestling from one of the best the industry has EVER seen.
.::{-] Fade to black [-}::.
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Part 2: There Are No Children Here
December, 1994
Patrick stands on his front porch. The same front porch he will return to years later only to punch a hole in the front door. The flashing red and blue lights of police cars make him appear to be changing color every few seconds. Uniformed policemen and detectives walk past the boy without a second glance. Not like it would matter if they did give him a second glance. Patrick’s body is here, but Patrick is not. The “Vacant” sign that will be nailed to the door in the coming years might as well be taped to Patrick’s forehead. If ever there were a situation to which the saying “The lights are on, but no one’s home” applied, this is it. Two stretchers containing body bags are wheeled passed Patrick so close that if he wanted to, he could reach out and touch them. But he doesn’t want to touch them. He doesn’t want to do anything. Most people would cry in a situation like this. Then again, most people aren’t dead inside. CSI and police continue filing in and out of the house. After a while a policeman no older than 25 walks over to Patrick and kneels down next to him.
Hey buddy. You feeling okay? You need me to get you anything?
Patrick continues to stare straight ahead. The officer puts his and on Patrick’s shoulder, trying to comfort the young boy.
My name is Officer Stevens. Let me know what I can do for you pal, I’m here to help you.
Patrick only response to the young officer is to blink a few times.
Listen, I know this must be really hard for you. I’m sure you’re really sad. What that man did to your mother and to himself in there…it was just awful. I’m really sorry you had to see something like that. It’s okay to feel mad or scared or sad. All these people are here to help you out though. Just tell us what we can do for you, and we’ll do it. I promise.
Officer Stevens runs his hand through his hair nervously. It’s clear he wants to help, but he doesn’t know what to do and Patrick isn’t doing a great job of telling him what he needs.
Is there anybody I can call to come get you? Grandparents? Maybe an aunt or uncle? You can’t stay here alone. Not that you would want to stay here anyway, I’m sure. You can talk to me kid, I promise that it’s okay.
Another officer walks past Stevens, this one older. He whispers something to Stevens, who shakes his head and shrugs in response.
I’m gonna have to take you back to the station now. Maybe down there we can get the number of someone to call to come get you. Come on.
Officer Stevens holds his hand out to Patrick, hoping the boy will at least allow himself to be lead to the car. Patrick continues to stand still, however. Stevens grabs Patrick by the hand, realizing the boy won’t do anything on his own. Patrick jumps when Stevens starts to pull him toward the car, a shocked look on his face. He looks up to the officer, his face full of confusion.
Who are you? Who are all these people? I want my mommy…
To Be Continued…
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Present Day
Patrick sits at a picnic table at a fairly nice looking park in Buffalo. He is eating a sandwich and, judging by the empties, drinking his 7th or 8th beer. The expression on his face is not too dissimilar from the one he had the night of his encounter with Officer Stevens. The night his mother’s boyfriend shot her point blank before turning the gun on himself. There might be something behind those eyes now, some tiny sign of life, but it’s nearly impossible to tell. Patrick’s phone beings to ring. He pulls it out of his pocket and looks at the caller ID. Shaking his head, he flips the phone open.
I told you not to fucking call me…No, I talk to you however I please…Fuck you Uncle Mike. You don’t talk to me for 17 fucking years and then you call me one day out of the blue? Just to chat? See how I’m doing? I doubt it asshole. I’ll tell you what I think. I think you saw me on TV and NOW you want to be a part of my life. You didn’t want to be part of my life the night my mother, YOUR SISTER, was murdered. No no no. Uncle Mike can’t be bothered to come pick up his 7 year old nephew from the police station because he’s too busy shooting up. But when he sees his nephew on television, winning some wrestling matches he thinks, “Shit, I bet he makes some good money doing that. Let’s see how the littler guy is doing.” Is that it Mike?...Oh, nothing to say? Call me again you piece of shit. I DARE YOU to see what happens if you do that.
Patrick breaks his phone in half and throws it toward a group of trees. He kills the beer he’s been drinking, pops open another one, and kills half of it in one gulp.
You know, it’s funny: I’ve got this tag team match on Saturday, not sure why, but I do. That’s not the funny part though. The funny part is that I’m the only guy in this company with more than one victory and I’m the only guy in this company with a title, yet, I’m still getting disrespected. Not only by one of my opponents, but also by my partner, to an extent. T.J.. Tyler. Do I need to remind you that you were both in the main event at The Big Bang? Furthermore, do I need to remind you that I won that match? Tyler, I don’t have much of a problem with you. I do have a problem with you thinking you can win this match without me. You and I both know that you need me if you have a shot at winning this match. But let’s push that to the side, I’m sure two talented me such as you and I can figure out a way to work together to win this match. Not that it’s going to take very much effort on our part. Let’s talk about T.J. Black for a second. You make me laugh, T.J.. You couldn’t beat me at Big Band, so you resort to the lamest excuse in the book: I’m a cheater. A “cheating bastard” if I recall correctly. Laughable. Is everybody that beats you a cheater, T.J.? Do you really think that my title has no prestige, or is it just sour grapes? I dunno. Just sounds like someone is a tid bit bitter that he didn’t win that match. No matter. If you have any doubts about my ability, I’ll dispel all of those at Showdown this Saturday. T.J., I don’t fear you. I have no reason to fear you, although you seem to think otherwise. Saturday, we will go toe to toe, and I can promise you that Tyler and I will walk away with the victory. How do I know this? It’s simple, we’re better wrestlers than you and….you partner. What’s his name? Johnny something?.........Johnny Nailz, that’s it. Nailz with a “Z”? Really Johnny? How am I even supposed to take you seriously? What can I say about your that your name already doesn’t? You’re a joke. I’ve never met you, never seen you compete, wasn’t aware of your existence until this week. None of that matters though. It’s literally like some 10 year old created a wrestler in a video game and, somehow, he turned into a real person. You’re a video game character, Johnny. “The Insanist”? What the hell does that even mean? That’s not even a real word, Johnny. What is it? An insane person? A person who studies insane things? Someone needs to explain this to me, because I just don’t fucking get it. With any luck, your in-ring ability is as funny as your name; because that should make things all the easier for me and my partner. Well, I’ve wasted enough time on your lowlifes. See you Saturday.
Patrick finished his beer and opens another, a sadistic smile on his face as he gets up and walks off.
Results
Saturday Night Showdown #1
Live from the Showdown Arena, Atlanta, Georgia, 8,976 in attendance
Saturday Night Showdown's official theme song blasts over the PA system around the arena as fireworks bolt around the arena, flashing and cracking. The fans cheer as Stevie Jackson's voice takes over the mic.
Stevie Jackson: Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls I welcome you to the first ever episode of Saturday Night Showdown. And am happy to announce that this show is officially on the road.
The fans cheer wildly.
John Smith: Good evening ladies and gentlemen and what a night we have got planned. Just two matches, however two huge matches.
Kash: Yes what a night it is going to be. First off we have a singles re-match from The Big Bang. Jordan Moss took a sneaky win there but I can't see it happening again.
John Smith: I couldn't be too sure Kash but for our main event it's going to be our Television Champion Patrick Steel and Tyler Hiroko taking on TJ Black and Johnny Nailz, in his debut match. And that I'm damn sure is going to be one hell of a firery match.
Kash: I deffinately think that our champion and Hiroko are going to wipe the floor with those other to. But I'm being told right now that we are going over to Millie Myers who is with Patrick Steel.
We cut backstage. Television Champion Patrick Steel is seen entering the arena, a gym bag slung over his shoulder. The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos at the sight of him. Millie Myers runs up to him, microphone in hand.
[Pink]Millie Myers: Patrick, a quick word?[/Pink]
[Teal]Patrick Steel: Ugh. What? Need a sound bite? What could I possibly have to say to you?[/Teal]
[Pink]Millie Myers: Just wanted your thoughts on what the ICW Universe has been saying about you.[/Pink]
[Teal]Patrick Steel: The ICW Universe has been saying things about me? Oh my word, I hope it’s nothing bad! You know I just couldn't go on with my life if those idiots in the locker room had a low opinion of me. And even worse, what if the fat slobs in the stands think I’m a bad guy? How could I look myself in the mirror if some gas station attendant and his prostitute wife booed me? Frankly Millie, I don’t give a damn what anyone has to say about me. And do you know why I don’t care? Because I’m better than each and every one of those people. I’m a better wrestler than anyone else in this company and I’m better at life in general than our idiot fans. How many of them have a championship belt like this one I’m carrying? None, that’s how many. No one in this company can beat me in the ring, and that’s all that matters. So, why should I care what they have to say about me?[/Teal]
[Pink]Millie Myers: What about your match tonight? You’re teaming up with Tyler Hiroko to face T.J. Black and Johnny Nailz in the main event. What do you think...[/Pink]
[Teal]Patrick Steel: Let me stop you right there. I don’t think anything about this match. It’s going to be a cakewalk. My partner is the only other guy in the ICW that has any idea what he’s doing in the ring, why should I worry? Of course, that’s not to say that he’s anywhere near my level, but he’s at least competent. That said, what is there to worry about? It should be a quick match. Guess no one is gonna get their money’s worth. Oh well.[/Teal]
Steel shrugs his shoulders sarcastically and walks away.
[Pink]Millie Myers: Wow, strong words from the Television Champion Patrick Steel. Should make for an interesting match.[/Pink]
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John Smith: Well we heard some strong words before the break from our Television Champ Patrick Steel but now we have got our first match of the night.
Kash: Yes and it is a re-match from The Big Bang where Jordan Moss took a sneaky win. I can assure you though Jaeger is going to be out for revenge tonight.
The sound of footsteps in the rain trickles into the arena as Jaeger O'Meara makes his way towards the ring.
John Smith: And speak of the devil, he will arise. He is completely focused on his match.
Kash: He is focused on not letting Jordan Moss steal a win again.
Jaeger now steps over the top ring rope into the ring and turns to face up the ramp.
Stevie Jackson: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he stands at 6 feet and 7 inches and weighs in at 292 pounds. Jaeger O'Meara!
The fans boo. Jaeger takes absolutely no notice and continues facing the ramp.
"How I Could Just Kill A Man" by Rage Against The Machine hits the speaker system, the vocals come in, and Jordan Moss steps through the curtain, adorned in a black sweatshirt, hood up, with the word "Kinslayer"on the back. Jordan stays focused on the ring, but quickly glances out at the crowd, nodding towards them. He rolls out his neck and begins the walk down the aisle, slapping the hands of a few fans along the way, never diverting his gaze from the opposite corner of the ring. Moss slides into the ring, and begins to bounce and hop in place, keeping his wind up. J-Mo removes his sweatshirt, as he awaits the start of the match.
Stevie Jackson: And his opponent, standing at 5 feet and 11 inches and weighing exactly 200 pounds. He is The Kinslayer Jordan Moss!
The fans cheer as the two men stare each other out in the ring.
John Smith: And this one is all about pride if you ask me. Jaeger wants to be the bigger and stronger man but Moss is ready to prove again that he is the better man.
Patrick Moore has a few short words with the two before signalling for the match to begin.
Kash: Ding, ding, ding. And we are off!
Jaeger stands over Moss looking down at him smiling. He then pushes down on Moss' head before throwing him backwards. Moss comes straight back though and delivers a series of kicks to Jaeger's thighs. He then bounces off the ropes and swings his leg but Jaeger grabs ahold. Jaeger sweeps Moss' other leg and Moss hits the mat hard.
John Smith: Did you see the way Jordan Moss' head hit the mat then?
Jaeger drops an elbow and covers Moss.
Kash: 1,2 no. I though Jaeger was going to have the match done with quickly.
Jaeger now lifts Moss and lifts him up. He walks around the ring gloating to the fans before slamming him down. He keeps ahold and lifts him, again slamming him down. Jaeger now delivers a foot to the face of Moss before covering him again.
John Smith: Jaeger O'Meara is using his strength to its full potential here. 1 .. 2 but Moss again fights out.
Jager lifts Moss up and whips him at the ropes. He tries for a clothesline on the rebound but Moss slides under and hits the ropes. Moss bounces off and hits a spear to the back of Jaeger's legs.
John Smith: And thats the Ode to Big Ray. Moss could really take the advantage here.
Kash: Jaeger needs to recover quickly.
The two men get up onto their feet at the same time and Moss delivers and onslaught of chops to Jaeger. Moss now tries to set Jaeger up for a storm cradle driver but Jaeger fights out.
John Smith: Oh and Jordan Moss was going for the Baltimore Breakdown there but O'Meara fought out.
Kash: Jager is just too powerful for Moss!
Jaeger launches Moss at the turnbuckle but Moss uses the leverage to climb it and turn. From almost nowhere he hits a drop kick straight to Jaeger's chest. Jaeger drops backwards and Moss moves swiftly for the cover.
John Smith: And that was Tequila Time. Moss with a hook of the leg, 1 .. 2 .
Kash: But Jaegers still in this one John.
Moss stays right on the attack though stomping down on Jaeger. Jaeger fights to his feet but Moss hits him with his forearms a few times. Moss delivers a few knees before whipping Jaeger at the ropes. On the return Moss jumps and swings his leg but Jaeger hits a huge elbow uppercut that knocks Moss straight down.
John Smith: Oh my god! What an uppercut, he could have taken Jordan Moss' head off!
Kash: I can feel this one being over soon.
Jaeger lifts a now limp Jordan Moss up and hits the gringo killer.
Kash: Jaeger Bomb! He's got to have this.
John Smith: 1 .. 2 .. 3
The bell rings and Jaeger O'Meara stands with his arms in the air. Some fans boo, whilst others cheer.
Stevie Jackson: Here is your winner. Jaeger O'Meara!
John Smith: Well the crowd seem to have a mixed opinion on Jaeger but he certainly put up a great fight there.
Kash: The fans just have no respect. He won the match, fair and square just like he should have done at The Big Bang and I applaud him for that.
The arena goes a little quieter as Jaeger leaves. Suddenly, "South side of Heaven" by Slayer starts playing and out walks "Antichrist" Adam Young in a black Antichrist t-shirt and jeans. The fans are in shock as he climbs into the ring.
[Purple]Adam: ICW welcome to your worst dream. I am Adam Young and I am your Antichrist. People have been bowing down before me for years and I decided to venture out and help a upcomeing company make it big. So I signed with ICW to make more money and just maybe collect a few more souls. Now one man is safe for now cause I don't do anything half assed. Patrick Steel I have no use for a second rate championship, I'm after the great white shark of the ICW, the World title. I don't care if I have to beat the owner half to death or make the slut GM scream I will wear the ICW World title and you all had better get with the program or get left in fear. [/Purple]
John Smith: Well, there's our newest star here on Saturday Night Showdown. The Antichrist Adam Young and he's certainly sure exactly what he wants.
Kash: It's good that he has goals he's aiming for John.
Adam walks out of the ring with fans throwing trash at him as he exits with an evil smirk on his face.
John Smith: Well, we'll be back right after this.
----- Saturday Night Showdown Cuts to a Commercial Break -----
As we return, Johnny Nailz and TJ Black are already standing in the ring awaiting their opponents. 'Artichokes' is playing throughout the arena as Tyler Hiroko steps into the ring. Instantly he walks over and stands face to face with TJ Black. The two have a few short words before Tyler swiftly slaps TJ. Tyler moves backwards and winks at TJ as Johnny Nailz holds him back from attacking.
John Smith: What blatant disrespect shown there from Tyler Hiroko. That sickens me!
Kash: John in my opinion, you have to do what you have to do. He's just getting in the head of his opponent and getting a mental advantage.
John Smith: A mental advantage, pfft. You just wait til TJ's physically beating him around the ring.
“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. When he reaches the ring, Steel rolls under the bottom rope and goes to the center of the ring with his hands held high as the boos continue to pour down.
Stevie Jackson: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match. Introducing the first team at a combined weight of 463 pounds. The ICW Television Champion, Patrick Steel and Tyler Hiroko.
Patrick and Tyler nod heads at each other and face their opponents. The fans boo.
Stevie Jackson: Introducing secondly, at a combined weight of 488 pounds. TJ Black and making his debut match in ICW, Johnny Nailz.
TJ and Johnny speak to each other and shake hands. The fans cheer.
Brian Griffin has a few words with both pairs before ushering both Johnny Nialz and Patrick Steel out of the ring. He points for the bell to be rung and the match begins.
John Smith: Well here we go!
Kash: Yes this is it. I can feel some tension in the ring here.
TJ and Tyler lock up and battle for leverage in the center of the ring. The two break up the hold and Tyler hits TJ with a few right hands. Tyler whips TJ into his corner and runs at him with a huge clothesline. Tyler stomps TJ down in the corner before tagging in Patrick.
Kash: Good technique right from the start to tag out and keep fresh!
Patrick enters and bends down to look at TJ. He shouts at him before hitting a right hand and smiling at the booing fans. Patrick pulls him up and onto his shoulder. He runs and hits a huge pumphandle slam. He covers TJ but only gets a 2 count.
John Smith: I thought this was going to be over quick.
Patrick pulls TJ up again and puts him into the position for a double underhook DDT. TJ pulls and fights out though and delivers a stiff kick to Steel. He then bounces off the ropes and hits a superkick.
Kash: Oh what a kick!
John Smith: And now TJ could introcuse Johnny Nailz into the match.
TJ runs over and tags in Johnny Nailz. Nailz leaps into the match and delivers a flying elbow to Steel. Hiroko enters but is hit with a flyin elbow. Nailz bounces off of the ropes and delivers a double clothesline to both men.
John Smith: And Johnny Nailz is on fire in this match!
Nailz now lifts Hiroko into a firemans carry position but Hiroko fights down and drops behind. Steel runs at Nailz but is instead lifted righ up into a powerbomb situation. Hiroko however runs and hits an Enzuguri straight to the back of Nailz head and he drops.
Kash: And what a kick from Tyler Hiroko. That certainly put a stop to Johnny Nailz!
John Smith: All the men are down in the ring, how will this match pan out? Don't go anywhere!
----- Saturday Night Showdown cuts to a commercial break -----
As we return Patrick Steel now has Johnny Nailz in an anaconda vice. He is straining to apply pressure as Brian Griffin is checking on Johnny Nailz.
John Smith: If Patrick Steel keeps this up much longer, this match could soon be over.
Kash: Just as I predicted John. Our champ is going to win this.
TJ Black gets the crowd clapping and stomping to give Nailz some courage. Nailz begins to swing his legs at Steel and tries to stand up. He raises right to his feet still in the hold. He forces Steel at the ropes and on the return hits a scoop slam. He now crawls towards TJ but Steel gets to Tyler Hiroko first. Tyler runs over to Nailz and tries to pull him back but Nailz pushes him away and tags in TJ.
John Smith: And here comes TJ Black!
TJ runs in and hits a series of clotheslines. TJ then bounces off of the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault. He hooks Tyler's leg but only gets a 2 count. He now drags Tyler over to the turnbuckle and climbs it pulling Tyler up with him. TJ sets Tyler up for a Pepsi Plunge.
Kash: He's going for the Extinction! The Extinction!
Tyler however uses his neck to throw TJ over his shoulders and send him crashing to the mat. Tyler stands on top of the tunbuckle before hitting a Frog Splash.
John Smith: Oh what a frog splash and this is over for certain. 1 .. 2 . and oh no Johnny Nailz breaks up the count.
Nailz lifts Tyler up and hits a firemans carry slam.
John Smith: And the Galvanizer. 1 .. 2 .. but Patrick Steel is there to break it.
Steel turns Nailz over and locks in a sharpshooter.
Kash: This has got to be it! TJ is out of the ring and Johnny Nailz can not break the Steel Trap.
Nailz fights to break the hold but Steel piles on the pressure. Suddenly TJ re-enters the ring. He pulls Steel backwards and hits an STO backbreaker before a Reverse DDT.
John Smith: The Canadian Combo! From nowhere.
Tyler spins TJ round though and hits a cradle piledriver.
Kash: Blackout! Blackout! Tyler Hiroko hooks the leg and 1 .. 2 .. 3! They've done it!
'Artichokes' hits and Tyler holds his hands up high. Brian Griffin helps Steel up and holds the winners' hands up.
John Smith: Well what a match but what a victory!
The two men leave together, talking and smirking all the way up the ramp.
Kash: What a match, and what a night.
John Smith: And we will certainly have plenty more like this on Saturday Night Showdown so be sure to join us again next week but for now I've been John Smith, he's been Kash Jones and this has been the first episode ever of Saturday Night Showdown. Goodnight, Godbless and have a safe journey home.
The camera pans around the arena for the last time before fading out to the International Championship Wrestling sumbol and going off air.
Live from the Showdown Arena, Atlanta, Georgia, 8,976 in attendance
Saturday Night Showdown's official theme song blasts over the PA system around the arena as fireworks bolt around the arena, flashing and cracking. The fans cheer as Stevie Jackson's voice takes over the mic.
Stevie Jackson: Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls I welcome you to the first ever episode of Saturday Night Showdown. And am happy to announce that this show is officially on the road.
The fans cheer wildly.
John Smith: Good evening ladies and gentlemen and what a night we have got planned. Just two matches, however two huge matches.
Kash: Yes what a night it is going to be. First off we have a singles re-match from The Big Bang. Jordan Moss took a sneaky win there but I can't see it happening again.
John Smith: I couldn't be too sure Kash but for our main event it's going to be our Television Champion Patrick Steel and Tyler Hiroko taking on TJ Black and Johnny Nailz, in his debut match. And that I'm damn sure is going to be one hell of a firery match.
Kash: I deffinately think that our champion and Hiroko are going to wipe the floor with those other to. But I'm being told right now that we are going over to Millie Myers who is with Patrick Steel.
We cut backstage. Television Champion Patrick Steel is seen entering the arena, a gym bag slung over his shoulder. The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos at the sight of him. Millie Myers runs up to him, microphone in hand.
[Pink]Millie Myers: Patrick, a quick word?[/Pink]
[Teal]Patrick Steel: Ugh. What? Need a sound bite? What could I possibly have to say to you?[/Teal]
[Pink]Millie Myers: Just wanted your thoughts on what the ICW Universe has been saying about you.[/Pink]
[Teal]Patrick Steel: The ICW Universe has been saying things about me? Oh my word, I hope it’s nothing bad! You know I just couldn't go on with my life if those idiots in the locker room had a low opinion of me. And even worse, what if the fat slobs in the stands think I’m a bad guy? How could I look myself in the mirror if some gas station attendant and his prostitute wife booed me? Frankly Millie, I don’t give a damn what anyone has to say about me. And do you know why I don’t care? Because I’m better than each and every one of those people. I’m a better wrestler than anyone else in this company and I’m better at life in general than our idiot fans. How many of them have a championship belt like this one I’m carrying? None, that’s how many. No one in this company can beat me in the ring, and that’s all that matters. So, why should I care what they have to say about me?[/Teal]
[Pink]Millie Myers: What about your match tonight? You’re teaming up with Tyler Hiroko to face T.J. Black and Johnny Nailz in the main event. What do you think...[/Pink]
[Teal]Patrick Steel: Let me stop you right there. I don’t think anything about this match. It’s going to be a cakewalk. My partner is the only other guy in the ICW that has any idea what he’s doing in the ring, why should I worry? Of course, that’s not to say that he’s anywhere near my level, but he’s at least competent. That said, what is there to worry about? It should be a quick match. Guess no one is gonna get their money’s worth. Oh well.[/Teal]
Steel shrugs his shoulders sarcastically and walks away.
[Pink]Millie Myers: Wow, strong words from the Television Champion Patrick Steel. Should make for an interesting match.[/Pink]
----- Saturday Night Showdown Cuts to a Commercial Break -----
John Smith: Well we heard some strong words before the break from our Television Champ Patrick Steel but now we have got our first match of the night.
Kash: Yes and it is a re-match from The Big Bang where Jordan Moss took a sneaky win. I can assure you though Jaeger is going to be out for revenge tonight.
The sound of footsteps in the rain trickles into the arena as Jaeger O'Meara makes his way towards the ring.
John Smith: And speak of the devil, he will arise. He is completely focused on his match.
Kash: He is focused on not letting Jordan Moss steal a win again.
Jaeger now steps over the top ring rope into the ring and turns to face up the ramp.
Stevie Jackson: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he stands at 6 feet and 7 inches and weighs in at 292 pounds. Jaeger O'Meara!
The fans boo. Jaeger takes absolutely no notice and continues facing the ramp.
"How I Could Just Kill A Man" by Rage Against The Machine hits the speaker system, the vocals come in, and Jordan Moss steps through the curtain, adorned in a black sweatshirt, hood up, with the word "Kinslayer"on the back. Jordan stays focused on the ring, but quickly glances out at the crowd, nodding towards them. He rolls out his neck and begins the walk down the aisle, slapping the hands of a few fans along the way, never diverting his gaze from the opposite corner of the ring. Moss slides into the ring, and begins to bounce and hop in place, keeping his wind up. J-Mo removes his sweatshirt, as he awaits the start of the match.
Stevie Jackson: And his opponent, standing at 5 feet and 11 inches and weighing exactly 200 pounds. He is The Kinslayer Jordan Moss!
The fans cheer as the two men stare each other out in the ring.
John Smith: And this one is all about pride if you ask me. Jaeger wants to be the bigger and stronger man but Moss is ready to prove again that he is the better man.
Patrick Moore has a few short words with the two before signalling for the match to begin.
Kash: Ding, ding, ding. And we are off!
Jaeger stands over Moss looking down at him smiling. He then pushes down on Moss' head before throwing him backwards. Moss comes straight back though and delivers a series of kicks to Jaeger's thighs. He then bounces off the ropes and swings his leg but Jaeger grabs ahold. Jaeger sweeps Moss' other leg and Moss hits the mat hard.
John Smith: Did you see the way Jordan Moss' head hit the mat then?
Jaeger drops an elbow and covers Moss.
Kash: 1,2 no. I though Jaeger was going to have the match done with quickly.
Jaeger now lifts Moss and lifts him up. He walks around the ring gloating to the fans before slamming him down. He keeps ahold and lifts him, again slamming him down. Jaeger now delivers a foot to the face of Moss before covering him again.
John Smith: Jaeger O'Meara is using his strength to its full potential here. 1 .. 2 but Moss again fights out.
Jager lifts Moss up and whips him at the ropes. He tries for a clothesline on the rebound but Moss slides under and hits the ropes. Moss bounces off and hits a spear to the back of Jaeger's legs.
John Smith: And thats the Ode to Big Ray. Moss could really take the advantage here.
Kash: Jaeger needs to recover quickly.
The two men get up onto their feet at the same time and Moss delivers and onslaught of chops to Jaeger. Moss now tries to set Jaeger up for a storm cradle driver but Jaeger fights out.
John Smith: Oh and Jordan Moss was going for the Baltimore Breakdown there but O'Meara fought out.
Kash: Jager is just too powerful for Moss!
Jaeger launches Moss at the turnbuckle but Moss uses the leverage to climb it and turn. From almost nowhere he hits a drop kick straight to Jaeger's chest. Jaeger drops backwards and Moss moves swiftly for the cover.
John Smith: And that was Tequila Time. Moss with a hook of the leg, 1 .. 2 .
Kash: But Jaegers still in this one John.
Moss stays right on the attack though stomping down on Jaeger. Jaeger fights to his feet but Moss hits him with his forearms a few times. Moss delivers a few knees before whipping Jaeger at the ropes. On the return Moss jumps and swings his leg but Jaeger hits a huge elbow uppercut that knocks Moss straight down.
John Smith: Oh my god! What an uppercut, he could have taken Jordan Moss' head off!
Kash: I can feel this one being over soon.
Jaeger lifts a now limp Jordan Moss up and hits the gringo killer.
Kash: Jaeger Bomb! He's got to have this.
John Smith: 1 .. 2 .. 3
The bell rings and Jaeger O'Meara stands with his arms in the air. Some fans boo, whilst others cheer.
Stevie Jackson: Here is your winner. Jaeger O'Meara!
John Smith: Well the crowd seem to have a mixed opinion on Jaeger but he certainly put up a great fight there.
Kash: The fans just have no respect. He won the match, fair and square just like he should have done at The Big Bang and I applaud him for that.
The arena goes a little quieter as Jaeger leaves. Suddenly, "South side of Heaven" by Slayer starts playing and out walks "Antichrist" Adam Young in a black Antichrist t-shirt and jeans. The fans are in shock as he climbs into the ring.
[Purple]Adam: ICW welcome to your worst dream. I am Adam Young and I am your Antichrist. People have been bowing down before me for years and I decided to venture out and help a upcomeing company make it big. So I signed with ICW to make more money and just maybe collect a few more souls. Now one man is safe for now cause I don't do anything half assed. Patrick Steel I have no use for a second rate championship, I'm after the great white shark of the ICW, the World title. I don't care if I have to beat the owner half to death or make the slut GM scream I will wear the ICW World title and you all had better get with the program or get left in fear. [/Purple]
John Smith: Well, there's our newest star here on Saturday Night Showdown. The Antichrist Adam Young and he's certainly sure exactly what he wants.
Kash: It's good that he has goals he's aiming for John.
Adam walks out of the ring with fans throwing trash at him as he exits with an evil smirk on his face.
John Smith: Well, we'll be back right after this.
----- Saturday Night Showdown Cuts to a Commercial Break -----
As we return, Johnny Nailz and TJ Black are already standing in the ring awaiting their opponents. 'Artichokes' is playing throughout the arena as Tyler Hiroko steps into the ring. Instantly he walks over and stands face to face with TJ Black. The two have a few short words before Tyler swiftly slaps TJ. Tyler moves backwards and winks at TJ as Johnny Nailz holds him back from attacking.
John Smith: What blatant disrespect shown there from Tyler Hiroko. That sickens me!
Kash: John in my opinion, you have to do what you have to do. He's just getting in the head of his opponent and getting a mental advantage.
John Smith: A mental advantage, pfft. You just wait til TJ's physically beating him around the ring.
“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. When he reaches the ring, Steel rolls under the bottom rope and goes to the center of the ring with his hands held high as the boos continue to pour down.
Stevie Jackson: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match. Introducing the first team at a combined weight of 463 pounds. The ICW Television Champion, Patrick Steel and Tyler Hiroko.
Patrick and Tyler nod heads at each other and face their opponents. The fans boo.
Stevie Jackson: Introducing secondly, at a combined weight of 488 pounds. TJ Black and making his debut match in ICW, Johnny Nailz.
TJ and Johnny speak to each other and shake hands. The fans cheer.
Brian Griffin has a few words with both pairs before ushering both Johnny Nialz and Patrick Steel out of the ring. He points for the bell to be rung and the match begins.
John Smith: Well here we go!
Kash: Yes this is it. I can feel some tension in the ring here.
TJ and Tyler lock up and battle for leverage in the center of the ring. The two break up the hold and Tyler hits TJ with a few right hands. Tyler whips TJ into his corner and runs at him with a huge clothesline. Tyler stomps TJ down in the corner before tagging in Patrick.
Kash: Good technique right from the start to tag out and keep fresh!
Patrick enters and bends down to look at TJ. He shouts at him before hitting a right hand and smiling at the booing fans. Patrick pulls him up and onto his shoulder. He runs and hits a huge pumphandle slam. He covers TJ but only gets a 2 count.
John Smith: I thought this was going to be over quick.
Patrick pulls TJ up again and puts him into the position for a double underhook DDT. TJ pulls and fights out though and delivers a stiff kick to Steel. He then bounces off the ropes and hits a superkick.
Kash: Oh what a kick!
John Smith: And now TJ could introcuse Johnny Nailz into the match.
TJ runs over and tags in Johnny Nailz. Nailz leaps into the match and delivers a flying elbow to Steel. Hiroko enters but is hit with a flyin elbow. Nailz bounces off of the ropes and delivers a double clothesline to both men.
John Smith: And Johnny Nailz is on fire in this match!
Nailz now lifts Hiroko into a firemans carry position but Hiroko fights down and drops behind. Steel runs at Nailz but is instead lifted righ up into a powerbomb situation. Hiroko however runs and hits an Enzuguri straight to the back of Nailz head and he drops.
Kash: And what a kick from Tyler Hiroko. That certainly put a stop to Johnny Nailz!
John Smith: All the men are down in the ring, how will this match pan out? Don't go anywhere!
----- Saturday Night Showdown cuts to a commercial break -----
As we return Patrick Steel now has Johnny Nailz in an anaconda vice. He is straining to apply pressure as Brian Griffin is checking on Johnny Nailz.
John Smith: If Patrick Steel keeps this up much longer, this match could soon be over.
Kash: Just as I predicted John. Our champ is going to win this.
TJ Black gets the crowd clapping and stomping to give Nailz some courage. Nailz begins to swing his legs at Steel and tries to stand up. He raises right to his feet still in the hold. He forces Steel at the ropes and on the return hits a scoop slam. He now crawls towards TJ but Steel gets to Tyler Hiroko first. Tyler runs over to Nailz and tries to pull him back but Nailz pushes him away and tags in TJ.
John Smith: And here comes TJ Black!
TJ runs in and hits a series of clotheslines. TJ then bounces off of the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault. He hooks Tyler's leg but only gets a 2 count. He now drags Tyler over to the turnbuckle and climbs it pulling Tyler up with him. TJ sets Tyler up for a Pepsi Plunge.
Kash: He's going for the Extinction! The Extinction!
Tyler however uses his neck to throw TJ over his shoulders and send him crashing to the mat. Tyler stands on top of the tunbuckle before hitting a Frog Splash.
John Smith: Oh what a frog splash and this is over for certain. 1 .. 2 . and oh no Johnny Nailz breaks up the count.
Nailz lifts Tyler up and hits a firemans carry slam.
John Smith: And the Galvanizer. 1 .. 2 .. but Patrick Steel is there to break it.
Steel turns Nailz over and locks in a sharpshooter.
Kash: This has got to be it! TJ is out of the ring and Johnny Nailz can not break the Steel Trap.
Nailz fights to break the hold but Steel piles on the pressure. Suddenly TJ re-enters the ring. He pulls Steel backwards and hits an STO backbreaker before a Reverse DDT.
John Smith: The Canadian Combo! From nowhere.
Tyler spins TJ round though and hits a cradle piledriver.
Kash: Blackout! Blackout! Tyler Hiroko hooks the leg and 1 .. 2 .. 3! They've done it!
'Artichokes' hits and Tyler holds his hands up high. Brian Griffin helps Steel up and holds the winners' hands up.
John Smith: Well what a match but what a victory!
The two men leave together, talking and smirking all the way up the ramp.
Kash: What a match, and what a night.
John Smith: And we will certainly have plenty more like this on Saturday Night Showdown so be sure to join us again next week but for now I've been John Smith, he's been Kash Jones and this has been the first episode ever of Saturday Night Showdown. Goodnight, Godbless and have a safe journey home.
The camera pans around the arena for the last time before fading out to the International Championship Wrestling sumbol and going off air.
