2016.02.27: PWN - MSW - UNSTOPPABLE 18

The Card

Date: Saturday, February 27th
Location: Folly Theater in Kansas City, MO
Commentary: Alex Smith (play-by-play), Alex Bradford (color)
Promoter: Isaac Cornelius III

(Match Order/Card Subject to Change)

Singles Match

Frank Debauchee vs Legacy Banks
Frank Debauchee is a man that is one of a kind that doesn't need a whole lot of introduction so we'll let him take care of that part as we saw a small vignette on US17. Frank makes his debut against newcomer and fellow debut competitor Legacy Banks.

Singles Match
Drew Stevenson vs Chris Orton
To say that Drew Stevenson had a rough week at US17 is an understatement. Not only was Drew issued with a protection notice from IC3 by attorney Eugene Verano and told that he's going to have to compete in the parking lot. But as if things couldn't get any worse for him after losing everything he was attacked by a mysterious man in black that was revealed to be "The Radical" Wolf Parker that launched an attack on Drew. Drew tried to fight back but not even security to keep these two apart and Wolf ended up leaving Drew in a wreckage of his truck window and Wolf drove off with Drew's truck. Wolf isn't scheduled to compete but if he's got his eyes on Drew, you can be sure that Drew will have eyes in the back of his head as Chris Orton is looking to redeem his loss to Silas Romero at US17.

Singles Match
Tevolo vs Delsin Oswald
Tevolo is newcomer but he's the next prospect of the legendary "Infamous" Jacob Mitchell and if Jake sees something in somebody it's 99% of the time because they've got some sort of "it" factor for him to take his time to work with them. However he has a tough debut against Delsin Oswald, one of IC3's hand picked star athletes and member of First Class. Delsin of course didn't have things go quite his way at the end of US17 being taken out by newcomer Barrel who joined up with Frankie Cocheese. They chose First Class to pick a fight with so they're definitely out numbered. So the questions here are: how will Tevolo hold up against First Class? With the team mentality can the Infamous fend off First Class? Will Delsin be able to keep focused after what happened to him and First Class at the end of US17? So many variables make this match of prospects very interesting.

Singles Match
Nikki Venom vs Jorge Santos
Nikki wasn't entirely successful in his PURE 15 title match as far as the victory went but it didn't stop him from turning a couple of heads. Jorge Santos fills a last minute vacancy here proving that nothing is immune to *card subject to change*. Jorge Santos was an old crowd favorite from MSW's early days and scored a massive upset in the inaugural round of the MSW Championship tournament, the same one that was ultimately won by Bryce Manning. While Jorge Santos didn't advance to the third round of the tournament the blue collar luchadore from Mexico is looking to catch lightning in a bottle once again. IC3 must certainly be scouting for future contenders and a win here could project either man into that picture. With IC3 you never know but he's always looking for the next best thing.

Singles Match
Loose Cannon vs Silas Romero
The match was initially scheduled to be Halvard Vinter and Silas Romero however Halvard was brought down with an injury that could not medically clear him in time for the match. As a result, Halvard is taking some time off to recover and stepping in, in his place at last minute is the P-I-M-P Loose Cannon. Silas is coming off of a big win over Chris Orton and is looking to get an impact going in MSW, while he looks at the gold in the future. Loose Cannon has been around the business for a while and could prove to be Silas' biggest opponent yet. But a win here for either party could be huge.

Singles Match
Tracy Race vs Phoenix Winterborn

Winterborn had tough luck the past 2 shows, first losing to Delsin Oswald to start and then in a tag team match, teaming with Duke Andrews to take on Delsin and MSW Champion Tommy Angel he was left to compete in a handicap match when IC3 had Duke Andrews arrested for trespassing on Emerald Academy property mid-match. They're even calling him West Nile Winterborn now and he's really not taking kindly to it. But now is the time Winterborn has another challenge where he can possibly redeem his losses in his battle with First Class as he takes on another well experienced wrestling coming our way from MLLS in Mexico, "The Experience" Tracy Race who defeated Matt Ward in his debut. Both men are veterans from two different walks of earth so to see styles collide in this one will be a match people will remember for a while to come.

Tag Team Handicap Match
Special Referee: Billy Vegas
IC4 & The Skylarks vs Frankie Cocheese & Barrel
IC4, the son of IC3 and the Skylarks who are a couple of lackeys felt the wrath of two men we haven't seen in the gold ol' USA in a little while now, Frankie Cocheese and Barrel. They debuted with impact when nobody expected it and we came to find out that the multiple signings reported a few weeks ago were actually these two men. They launched an attack on First Class coming from the crowd and leaving nothing but a trail of bodies behind them. What is it exactly they want? Well we do know First Class is none too happy. We'll find out the rest soon enough in this 3 on 2 handicap tag team match.

Handicap Match
The Evil Shades vs Matt Ward
From the Realm of Shades comes almost near impossibilities with Red Fireballs and Magic Purple Sand but they've managed to fall just short while getting ahead of themselves. Perhaps it's Blue's fault. Or perhaps they need to just pay more attention. Either way they take on the gate keeper, Matt Ward in a 2 on 1 handicap match. Matt Ward hasn't had the best of luck either, first Logan Brock and then Trace Race so this match can be good for either party, whomever picks up the win here could find themselves looking at a possible PURE 15 Contendership match.

Singles Match
MSW PURE 15 CHAMPIONSHIP Special Referee: Billy Vegas
Artemis Kaiser w/ Peyton Kaiser vs TJ Bryce w/ Well Connected
Artemis has proven time and time again to be a fighting champion and to easily be one of the best to ever step in the ring. She's coming off of a very hard fought successful championship defense in that fatal 4 way at US17 but TJ Bryce who was just shy of breaking up the pin that won Artemis the match had demanded a championship rematch which IC3 gladly granted. So Artemis looks to defend her PURE 15 title one more time but under less stressful but perhaps tougher circumstances as she faces TJ Bryce 1 on 1 but his right hand men, T-Zone and The Lenny (Well Connected) will be accompanying him and so to even the odds, Peyton Kaiser will be in Artemis' corner. Will Artemis retain the title 1 more time or will First Class claim the gold with Special First Class referee Billy Vegas on board? 

MAIN EVENT
NON-TITLE
Special Referee: Billy Vegas
Duke Andrews vs Tommy Angel w/ First Class
To say things went down badly for Duke Andrews is an understatement. Thankfully he had a pretty decent lawyer and got out of the charges pretty quickly, scathing by with just some hefty fines after being arrested mid-match by order of IC3 at US17. But now we finally get the 1 on 1 both men have been looking forward to. Duke Andrews goes 1 on 1 in a non title match against MSW Champion, Tommy Angel. Of course, Tommy will have the entire First Class group in his corner and the First Class official calling the shots. Duke appears to be stacked up against a wall but if he can somehow pick up the win? This may catapult Duke Andrews into the championship picture as we start to for challengers to begin our journey to our first Supercard. How will Duke fare? Make sure to tune in to find out!

Intro

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKHgSOGSIIw

EM ES DUB! EM ES DUB! EM ES DUB! EM ES DUB! EM ES DUB!

Smith: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome back to Unstoppable! It's our third show back and we have a stacked slate for you tonight.

Bradford: I wish I could say the same about the arena! Half of our audience is outside with the Drew Stevenson Tailgate sideshow!

Smith: Well I'm glad you brought that up Bradford. For the first time ever we'll be holding a match across the street in the O'Reilly's parking lot. For those of you who have been long time fans or have been following along through Twitter and the news is that due to a court order Drew Stevenson must fulfill his commitments at least 300ft away from IC3. Which unfortunately leaves the arena itself a no go.

Bradford: And he brought it on himself! But enough about him; I want to talk about what's ACTUALLY going to be going on during the show, in the Folly Theater. We have Mr. February himself in the house, that's right Frank Debauchee! Artemis Kaiser defends her PURE 15 Championship for the third week in a row when my boy TJ Bryce gets his much deserved rematch! Plus THE SHADES are in action!

Smith: Also to come Tevolo, the student of The Infamous himself will be in one on one action against Delsin Oswald after a very emotional week with the passing of The Ultra Christian Othniel. While most of the wrestling world was mourning several people decided to piss on the Legacy of the Dead and I honestly hope Oswald and Debauchee get their asses kicked tonight.

Bradford: Are we still going on about that? You need to take after that song from Frozen and Let It Go!

Smith: It's despicable is what it is. You didn't have to like everyone you worked with but when death snuffed out a young, promising athlete's career you set your personal agendas aside just for one minute, one minute and you paid your respects. Even though he never worked directly for MSW he worked with our sister promotion LEGACY and that makes him a member of the extended family. The rest of us here at MSW would like to extend our condolences to the friends and family of Mr. Othniel. We will keep you in our thoughts and prayers during this incredibly difficult time.

Bradford: Enough, enough! You're missing track of the big picture! Tonight in the main event Duke Andrews will finally get what's coming to him as our MSW Champion Tommy Angel beats some respect into that little rebel's skull while he puts the roster on notice! Tonight is First Class's night, and mark my words Smith, but the end of tonight everyone will be talking; as if they weren't already.

Smith: The deck may be stacked against Duke Andrews but that never stopped him before. He's a man that doesn't want to know the odds; he just sets out to defy them. He plans to finish the job he started on the last unstoppable and I just pray he gets a chance to do it the right way; without First Class bailing Tommy out again.

Bradford: Tommy doesn't need bailouts! Tommy said it himself, you can't play on a bunch of ifs and should have beens; if it was meant to happen it would've happened! Duke thought Tommy was going to tap out but because he had to be stupid and break the law we'll never know for sure. But I do know the result will be the same, First Class gets the W and Duke takes the L.

Smith: You get a bonus every time you shill First Class don't you?

Bradford: You're damn right! I'm getting paid like an elite commentator while you're making minimum wage after you eat the fines you rack up week after week for diverging from the official media policy.

Smith: I'm going to call the action for what it is; I'm not going to give Cornelius the pass just because he runs the place. Always been that way and always will. You're going to have to pry my cold dead body out of the chair before I'm going to bow down to this corruption. Newsflash Bradford; it ain't gonna happen. Without further ado we're going to cut to just outside the arena for a moment to catch up with Drew Stevenson as he prepares for his match later tonight.

Let's Get This Party Started!

The camera cuts to the O'Reilly's parking lot across the street. The ring is already set up as smoke is rising from the grill as Drew Stevenson is already flipping burgers and hotdogs for the tailgate party. A few friends of Drew can be seen helping set up the tables; Scotty Addams, Duke Andrews, and Tevolo as well as a few volunteers from the autoshop. The camera pans around as people are already showing up in droves and even a contingent of fans are actually leaving the arena and crossing over to the parking lot to engage in the festivities.

Drew Stevenson: Kansas City, Missouri how are you tonight?

A chorus a cheers erupts from the crowd as he scoops the burgers up with a spatula and slides them onto the buns before grabbing a pair of tongs and placing the hotdogs in their respective buns.

Drew Stevenson: Tonight is going to be a huge night for all of us. Ichabod Crane can try to silence the fans, he can try and punish his own talent but tonight we're going to fight back. We're going to fight back by doing the one thing Ichabod Crane hates the most; by having fun. He thought he could punish me and all of you by making me wrestle in a parking lot but the only thing he did was create competition. If you think the prices at the snackbar are too high? Come here, we'll take care of you. Ticket prices too high? Come here, we'll take care of you and give you a night filled of fun for the whole family and a wrestling match to boot! Just sick and tired of Ichabod Crane's corruption? Come on over to Drew Stevenson's Tailgating party; sponsored by your local O'Reilly's!

The crowd cheers even louder.

STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS! STEVE-N-SON! FIRST CLASS SUCKS!

Drew Stevenson: We got enough food and drinks to last till midnight or later so grab a plate and dig in! We'll also be more than glad to take pictures and sign autographs throughout the night. Everyone is welcome except Ichabod Crane's boys! Let's get this party started!

Bradford: The nerve of this guy! This scumbag is actively engaging in trying to hurt MSW's bottom line!

Smith: I think it's brilliant actually. He's turning a negative into a positive and he's making it a fan experience to boot. He's using it as a way to give back to the fans.

Bradford: He's a traitor! Danny would be ashamed of his nephew competing against his baby boy!

Smith: Now you're a Danny Stevenson guy? What happened to being a part of team First Class? Besides Danny gave him his blessing!

Bradford: Oh come on, he has Alzheimers, he can't even remember what he ate for breakfast!

Smith: You know that's a bold faced lie! Danny is healthy as a horse and enjoying his retirement.

Bradford: Denial is not just a river in Egypt apparently with you. I hope this punk gets what's coming to him!

Frank Debauchee vs Legacy Banks

Hall of fame by the script hits and the lights go out completely.

Yeah, you can be the greatest
You can be the best
You can be the King Kong banging on your chest
You can beat the world
You can beat the war
You can talk to God, go banging on his door
You can throw your hands up
You can beat the clock (yeah)
You can move a mountain
You can break rocks
You can be a master
Don't wait for luck
Dedicate yourself and you gon' find yourself

The chorus hits and all the lights turn on. Standing at the top of the ramp is Legacy Banks in his gold ring gear and black and gold cape.

Standing in the hall of fame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
'Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

Gavin Grey: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, currently residing in his Vacation Home in Cancun, Mexico, weighing 202lbs... Legacy Banks IV!

Smith: Welcome back to Unstoppable ladies and gentlemen. I'm Alex Smith alongside my broadcast partner Alex Bradford.

Bradford: I'm the only Alex that matters, naturally.

Smith: Ignoring that. To kick off Unstoppable we have a double debut between Legacy Banks IV and Frank Debauche. Legacy is the the cousin of Leo Banks, an alumni from the previous season.

Bradford: Legacy? Are you shitting me? Did his parents hate him as a child or something? Who names their kid Legacy?

Smith: It's certainly an unorthodox name but tonight he definitely has the chance to prove that he is deserving of his birthright.

Legacy looks at the crowd with a scowl on his face as he takes the cape off and starts running down the ramp. Once at the bottom he slides into the ring and clears it sliding to the outside of the other side. He hops back onto the apron and vaults himself over the top rope with a somersault.

The sounds of women moaning broadcast across the public address system. Shortly following you're rattled by.

"Step inside, walk this way. You and me babe, Hey! Hey!"

Def Leppard "pour some sugar" blares at an obnoxiously high level, strength testing the speakers volume. The Missouri locals stand in attendance, the voices carrying a low undertone boo. From behind the curtain steps Frank Debauchee in all his glory. A robe decorates his statuesque figure. It's gaudy in decor, rivaling anything scene before. His lips puckered up, the mustache shining in all its glory. Behind him trots Lainey Rae, A beautiful red headed vixen. She's dressed in a low riding pair of daisy dukes, the waist line well beneath her pelvic bone. The top was equally as revealing. Simply enough to cover the mammary glands. It's capped off with a shinny pair of cowboy boots and a hat.

Gavin Grey: Hailing from the land of Smexy and being accompanied by Lainey Rae, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds... Frank Debauchee!

Bradford: Now this guy has the world at his fingertips! It's Mr. February himself! I've been waiting for this moment.

Smith: Frank Debauchee certainly has a high opinion of himself that's for sure. Earlier in the week he and Tevolo had a heated and passionate exchange following the untimely death of “The Ultra” Christian Othenial. Tevolo took exception to this and one could also imagine that Jacob Mitchell was infuriated by these remarks as well.

Bradford: The show must go on Smith. One billionaire once uttered the words “Life sucks, and then you die.” It's a tragedy but at the end of the day Mr. February is just doing his job.

Smith: That sounds about as bogus as “just following orders”. A spade is a spade and it's wrong either way.

Frank's arms spread wide, ingesting all the negative feedback these ungrateful ingrates bestow upon him. Spinning a full three sixty he basks in the ambiance. Walking down towards the ring he'll momentarily stop to bad mouth a local.

Lainey Rae takes center stage and trots up the steel steps and alongside the apron. Frank still pandering to the front row section. Lainey sits on the middle rope and hoists the top up with her shoulder. Frank licks his finger tips and uses the saliva to comb the mustache before strutting that sweet stuff up on the apron.

Enter the ring through the window provided by Lainey Rae; Frank spins full circle his arms raised above his head. Lainey enters behind him as she positions herself so Frank's back is directly in front of her. Her hands clasp the shoulders of the robe, slowly peeling it back revealing the goods. Frank's pecks dance as Lainey fully unrobes him.

Lainey makes bail, exiting with the robe in hand. The main attraction interlocks his fingers behind his head and starts twirling his hips.

DING DING

As the match begins Banks tries to get the jump on Debauchee from when he was twirling his lips. Debauchee quickly catches him with a sharp elbow to the head after Banks attempted to kick him in the back. Debauchee follows up with a few european uppercuts before whipping him to the ropes and popping him up into the air only to watch him freefall to the mat. Banks clutches his midsection in pain as he writhes on the mat as Debauche drops to the mat and lays on his side next to him, striking a pose for the ladies in attendance before jabbing two fingers into the eyes of Banks, Three Stooges style, as he tries to sit up.

Bradford: And Mr. February is just taking it to the rookie.

Smith: It's unnecessary if you ask me.

Bradford: Unnecessary? He's wrestling circles around him already!

Smith: We're not even 30 seconds into the match! And what's unnecessary is that eye gouge; this is Missouri State Wrestling not Saturday Night Three Stooges!

Bradford: I don't see Stevenson, Addams, and Andrews out here.

Smith: Funny.

Banks grabs his face in agony as Debauchee continuously slaps him in the face for the sole purpose of humiliating the young rookie before driving his elbow into his throat. Debauchee goes to cover Banks for the pin but pulls his shoulders off the mat after a count of 2 before shoving his head back down to the mat with an open palm. Debauchee gets up and goes to the far left turnbuckle and begins to undo the padding much to the referee's dismay as he repeatedly pleads with Debauchee to cease this activity at once.

Smith: And now he's trying to undo the padding on the turnbuckle? How is this necessary?

Bradford: Trial by fire Smith. Everyone has to pay their dues sooner or later and right now Banks is about to cash out with his.

Smith: Debauchee is risking disqualification by doing this. Those pads aren't just for show, they're there for safety reasons. Have you ever been whipped into a turnbuckle?
Bradford: No.

Smith: It hurts; like hell. I had one match 8 years ago and long story short. Someone abused their power and decided to take their frustrations out on a nonwrestler and I was the one that got the short end of the stick. Even with the padding I was feeling it for a few days after.

Bradford: So you even failed as a wrestler? That's hilarious!

Smith: I actually won that match. 1-0 Bradford.

Bradford: ...

Debauchee just flashes a devilish grin and backs off as the referee attempts to reattach the turnbuckle padding. Debauchee notices Banks trying to get back onto his feet and quickly puts an end to any impending comeback attempt as he kicks full force into the groin of Banks, for an about as illegal as you can get low blow behind the referee's back. This would be enough for most to attempt to put someone away but Debauchee had other plans as he quickly grabs a hold of Banks arm as he falls backward and irish whips him into the turnbuckle... and the referee.

Smith: This is just abuse at this point. That was blatant and intentional!

Bradford: Abuse? It was an accident! He thought the referee was done doing his job and he just didn't get out of the way in time!

Smith: Riiight. And how are you going to explain that obvious low blow?

Bradford: Obvious? Watch the replay at home later and tell me it was obvious! He was clearly losing his balance and he nearly fell over. Thankfully he was able to regain his center of gravity before suffering a tragic fall!

Debauchee quickly returns to removing the turnbuckle cover unopposed and picks up the motionless body of Legacy Banks and lifts him up for the classic snake eyes to the exposed turnbuckle before slumping into the corner. From there Debauchee wastes no time going for the Thunder down under (stink face in corner a la Rikishi). Banks squirms and struggles as Debauchee goes to the center of the ring and twirls his hips as Banks pukes to the outside on the corner.

Smith: Oh come on! Talk about adding insult to injury!

Bradford: Welcome to Missouri, Banks!

Banks gets up and stumbles forward only to step into the ready arms of Debauchee as he locks in an connects with the Debauchery (Rude Awakening). Debauche grabs the referee by the shirt and heaves him forward towards the center of the ring in an attempt to revive him, giving him a few light slaps in the face to get him to shake off the bump. Debauchee then rolls Banks over and places his elbow on his chest striking a pose. 1, 2, 3.

Winner: Frank Debauchee

The Big Name Talent

Outside behind the building, IC3, Verano, Referee Billy Vegas, Delsin Oswald, Tommy Angel, Trampke, IC4, and The Skylarks are all here. They are divided to each side, and IC3 has a big smile on his face. Literally, the red carpet is rolled out as he waits for a limo, but instead a truck pulls up. And stepping out from the driver side is IC3’s big aquisition that has been advertised over the past week, the “big name” if you will. IC3 is looking so pleasantly happy and from around the truck is a man that is a little hard to recognize at first because of his long hair as he carries his duffle bag over his shoulder, but the crowd in the arena erupted once they recognized who it was. IC3 then confirmed it.

IC3: CHRIS... WILLIAMS! Just the man we were all waiting for! So glad to have you back in the NEW and IMPROVED Missouri State Wrestling.

Chris: Uh… yeah. So what’s with the carpet?

IC3: Only the best for our newest acquisition. You deserve it after all! Come Chris! We have much to discuss about your future because now that you’re back, you have a bright one ahead of you!

The Skylarks are on the camera right, Chris and IC3’s left and they’re throwing their arms up with a chant, “CHRIS! CHRIS! CHRIS! CHRIS!” before Tommy Angel smacks them upside the head to get them to stop. IC3 puts his hand on Chris’ mid back to usher him towards the doors into the Folly Theater. And just as they approach the door, Charles Mattias comes out with microphone in hand and IC3 rolls his eyes.

IC3: STOP! Stop right there, Charles. What do you want? Make it snappy before I fire you.

Charles Mattias: I just heard the news that the former PURE 15 champion, Chris Williams was back and I had to come see it for myself to confirm! Chris, being here with First Class, did you come back to join them? Are you setting your sights on the winner of tonight’s PURE 15 championship match? You were just gone without a trace after RWD, where have you been the last year and a half?! Please, Chris, the people want to know!

IC3: ENOUGH! I can’t have you pestering MSW”s newest big name. Now, Chris, we have business to discuss, starting with your match tonight.

First Class walks off into the building as Mattias stands there.

Charles Mattias: Well folks, we may not have got the answers yet that we’re looking for but IC3 seems to be going all out for the return but one thing we can confirm is that just a little bit later tonight, Chris Williams returns to action! Back to you guys at ringside.

Drew Stevenson vs Chris Orton

Smith: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. Most of you are used to watching the action take place within the building but due to a Protective Order set in place by IC3 and Eugene Varano, Drew Stevenson is banned from the building.

Bradford: That's right! He is prohibited from coming within 300 feet of IC3, his children, and his property. Since IC3 is the owner of MSW and since he always attends his own shows that means that Stevenson has no choice but to compete at a suitable setting of his choosing.

Smith: It's disgusting if you ask me. IC3 had this sham of an order approved by the legal system just to make things more difficult for him.

Bradford: Well if he would've actually shown up to court then he could have made his case but because he decided to be a degenerate punk he automatically forfeited his defense and accepted a default judgment by virtue of his absence. The law is the law, and Lady Justice is blind.

The camera quickly cuts to IC3 sitting in a chair with a pair of binoculars on the MSW side of things, respecting the 300ft restriction himself, giving himself about 50ft of extra distance just to be on the safe side. Next to him was Eugene Varano who appeared a bit irritated at the gathering around the parking lot ring.

Smith: Anyway a good deal of people have already gathered for the match and subsequent tailgate, the arena is at just a little more than half capacity right now.

Bradford: This is an anti-competitive practice! He is employed with MSW and he's actively drawing revenue away from the arena!

Smith: Well you have nobody to blame but IC3 seeking the frivolous order to begin with.

Bradford: Frivolous? The man was in fear for his life! Drew Stevenson is a damned criminal!

The camera cuts back to the ring set up in the parking lot. The ring apron sported the O'Reilly's logo and not MSW's and appeared to be a better ring than one would expect with professional craftmanship. Drew Stevenson was already standing in the ring in his gear, having just tossed off his BBQ Apron. Fans were gathered around the ring with a party going on in the background. A referee was in the ring and there was an intern manning the bell nearby. Chris Orton however was off to the side, outside the ring surrounded by go-karts.

Smith: Drew is already in the ring and Orton is on the outside. I don't think he got the memo.

Bradford: The match is in the ring you idiot!

The referee calls for the bell as he continues to usher Orton to the ring who refuses to enter the ring.

DING DING

1!

2!

Chris Orton: FIGHT ME DREW! FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN! THIS IS A PARKING LOT! PARKNG LOT BRAWLS DON'T HAVE A RING!

3!

4!

Chris Orton: WHY ARE YOU COUNTING?! THERE'S NO COUNTOUTS IN PARKING LOT BRAWLS!

Smith: It appears we're having a failure to communicate here.

Bradford: That's an understatement! Don't be a damn fool, get in the ring!

5!

6!
7!

Chris Orton: STOP COUNTING! THIS IS A PARKING LOT BRAWL!

Mike Maddix: NO IT'S NOT! 8! 9! 10!

DING DING

Smith: It appears Drew Stevenson won by... essentially forfeit.

Bradford: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM!

Smith: I guess he was serious when he said he wouldn't wrestle him in the ring and only fight in a “parking lot brawl” in his video earlier this week.

Bradford: STUPID!

Drew Stevenson shrugs and exits the ring to go put on his apron. Chris Orton is incensed and takes a loose steering wheel off a go-kart and clubs him with it! The crowd booes as he Orton hits him several times before picking him up and whipping him to the cluster of karts which does nothing but please IC3 350ft away. Orton poses arrogantly for the crowd as several members throw half eaten hotdogs and soda cups at him.

Chris Orton: CHEER ME! DON'T CHEER HIM! HE'S AFRAID OF ME!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Orton continues to stomp on Drew Stevenson until he's satisfied that he's been weakened enough. He starts to circle the karts as if he were looking for something. Finally he stops at a cart and reaches underneath, grabbing a pane of glass. Orton manages to wedge it between two carts and picks Stevenson up and leans him against the glass. He backs up and goes for a dropkick but Stevenson rolls out of the way and crashes through the glass! Stevenson is ready to start his counter attack as he picks up Orton and begins to lead him to the ringpost when all of a sudden a hooded figure darts out from the crowd and blindsides Stevenson.

Smith: It's that damn Wolf Parker again! He smashed Drew's head through a window last week and took his truck! Why is he targeting him?

Bradford: It's because he's a horrible person, that's why! Looks like he brought an equalizer too.

Wolf wielding a lead pipe quickly drops down and presses it up against Drew's throat in attempt to choke him as Mike Maddix goes to pull him off. As Maddix pulls him off Chris Orton is back at on his feet and continues his assault with repeated stomps on Drew Stevenson as blood is dripping down his back from the shards of glass. Wolf shoves Maddix away and swings the pipe, just nearly missing his head as it clanged against the turnbuckle. Orton and Wolf begin to work together as Orton whips him right into a pipe shot from Wolf to the midsection. At this point Duke Andrews can be seen walking out of the O'Reilly shop and quickly sprints through the crowd and ambushes Wolf and Orton from behind. With the pipe falling out of Wolf's grasp Drew Stevenson picks it up and uses it as an equalizer as he and Duke Andrews fight them back towards the 300ft line. With a healthy heave Duke and Drew throw them over the line back onto IC3's side as Drew chucks the pipe as far as he can. With a highfive and a pat on the back Duke and Drew head back to the party while IC3 violently throws down in binoculars in disgust.

Smith: Serves them right! IC3 was looking to stick it to Drew Stevenson yet again but this time it backfired!

Bradford: Everyone gets lucky every once in a while. He may have won this battle but he's still losing the war! He'll get his, mark my words.

As Duke and Drew make it back to the party they're greeted by Scotty Addams and Tevolo as they each grab a can of sodas and clink them together as MSW goes to commercial break.

The Panic! Has Spoken

Outside, the weather not too bad we see Nikki Venom standing in front of a chain link fence pacing back and forth before he stops to stare to the camera.

Nikki Venom: I’m sick of the spoiled. Sick of the people that believe and tell their peers that they can do anything, and amount to anything if they just put their minds to it! Sick of those that act like they’re better than those because they have their big mansions, their many cars but yet still want more. I’m sick of the people that worked hard and built enough for themselves to have a happy, easy living life but then get greedy and want MORE! Those are the kinds of people that will leave everything righteous behind them to seek out more for greed, for gluttony. Those people are the sinners of life, those people need to be cleansed, they need to be cured and healed. These people are parasites, they’re insects that need to be treated. People like First Class are people I am sick of. Living a lifestyle bigger than they are because they feel like they can. But it is a mission so much bigger than just First Class. It’s a mission so much bigger than just myself. I am going out on a limb, stretching myself as far as I can go for this mission, for the cleansing of the parasites. It’s bigger than me, and it’s more than I can handle all at once and so one by one they will fall until they are cleansed and people begin to see the world how it really is. A dark, dirty, cut throat and mean place where only the strongest survive. Silas Romero.. I’m coming for you.

Nikki nods his head and walks out of camera view and we cut to ringside.

Chris Williams vs Chris Alans

As “Over and Under” by Egypt Central blasts from the sound system, Chris Williams jogs out onto the MSW set to great fanfare. Williams lifts his cross pendant to his lips, then raises an arm to the sky and looks up, a tribute to his late father.

Gavin Grey: Making his way to the ring, weighing 240 pounds, from Detroit, Michigan, CHRIIIS WILLIAAAMMMMSS!

He walks down toward the ring with a purpose, high-fiving fans on one side of the rail. He walks up the steps to the ring and pauses, then looks into the crowd and thrusts his arm into the air, getting a nice reaction. Williams steps into the ring and takes off his necklace, handing it to the referee, and then waits.

Chris Alans was already in the ring as Williams approached. The bell rang and Williams was on the attack wasting no time.

Smith: I tell you what, Bradford, it's nice to see Chris Williams back, Pure 15 trophy or not! This has been long awaited but I'm still perplexed as to why he was out there with IC3.

Bradford: Didn't you get the news, Smith? IC3 brought him back. Gave him an offer he couldn't refuse.

Smith: And what's that?

Bradford: First Class. You're looking at the newest member, Smith! It's only fitting.

Smith: Somehow.. I can't bring myself to believe that.

Forearm shots were heavy as they backed the Brick Wall up into the corner where Williams backed off, taunting Alans to come out. Alans charges out but is met with a hip toss, followed by another hip toss and another and another giving Alans no time to breathe. With Alans up, Williams calls for a suplex but this is where Alans gets some momentum using his power to launch Williams up and over, landing flat on his back. Williams pops up holding his back and he turns around to be knocked over the top rope with a large lariat by Alans. As soon as he does it, Alans turns around and puts his arms up flexing like a muscle man before letting himself fall forward landing on his palms doing pushups.

“WHO’S THE BEST?” He goes down.  “I’M THE BEST!” he comes back up. “WHO’S THE BEST?” He goes down.
 
Meanwhile the crowd pops for Williams who landed on his feet when he landed outside. He slid in and was behind Alans the whole time he did his taunts. He shook his head and when Alans went down the second time, Williams walked in front of him as he came up.

Smith: The arrogance on that one is strong but it's not going to be strong for much longer once he realizes Williams is just waiting for him!

Bradford: At least Chris is being relatively courteous. Just like First Class. Letting the man get in a minor workout and I guess he thinks he's the best.

Smith: Arrogance is never very good mid-match.

Bradford: It's not arrogance when there's... some truth to it. He's got the body of a greek god after all.

“I’M THE BE--” and Alans stopped the moment he saw Williams crouched down looked him in the eye and waved at him before it’s a right hand knocking Alans over and Williams goes for a cover. Referee Billy Vegas goes down for a count, but it’s rather quick. He gets a two and a half in the standard one count and Williams gets up from the pin looking at him with a ‘WTF?’ look on his face. Williams covers again, but Vegas does it again. Alans rolls over using the ropes to get up and stumbles forward after a moment. Williams was arguing with Vegas who swore up and down he was going to call it down the middle.

Smith: For a ember of First Class, he certainly doesn't seem to like his own special referee working in his favor, Bradford.

Bradford: It's just something that takes some getting used to. He's not used to the perks of being classy, Smith. Quit trying to spin it, he's with us now! 

Smith: Certainly doesn't seem like it.

Bradford: Shut your dirty whore mouth!

So Williams turns around and Alans is caught with another right hand and falls into the ropes. He uses the ropes to bounce back just to be scooped up by Williams to his shoulders and thrusts Alans forward across Williams’ body to drop Alans flat on his back on the left side with the Emerald Flowsion he calls the Boiling Point. Alans is flattened and Williams makes the cover but Vegas drops making another really fast count. At a fast 2, Williams gets up again and gets in Billy Vegas’ face and the ref swears he’s just doing his job. Williams shakes his head before he decides to just deck Billy Vegas because he’s tired of it. Vegas flies back, lies flat and rolls out of the ring. Williams grabs the mic as IC3 at the stage looks at him with his jaw dropped, not understanding what’s going on.

IC3: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Bradford: YES CHRIS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Smith: Knocking out a crooked referee is what he's doing! And he's doing it with how you would say... "class!"

Williams: ENOUGH! IC3, I didn’t come back for crooked referees or to work for you. Chris Williams doesn’t work for IC3, Chris Williams works for Chris Williams! So your referee and the red carpets? You can stick it!

“Over and Under” hits the speakers and Williams throws down the microphone exiting from the ring and walking up the ramp as we cut back to ringside.

Smith: Williams is on our side! Yes! IC3 has tried to pull out all the stops but finally karma is working back against him! Take that, IC3!

Delsin Oswald vs Tevolo

With the opening beat kicking off to "Deep Cover" moving through the curtain quickly we can see Tevolo- following behind him with that cocky smirk spread across his face. As Tevolo poured a bottle of water over his head while moving down the aisle towards the ring, he tossed it aside and slapped a few hands of the fans before sliding into the ring and pushing himself up to his feet. Jumping onto the bottom rope and throwing his arm into the air- he leveled himself and bounced in place as Jake instructed him from the outside as they awaited his opponent.

Smith: Interesting note here, Bradford, Jacob Mitchell who as we understand will typically be managing this new young upstart Tevolo who’s dedicated this match tonight to the late Christian Othniel whom many of our fans may remember from our sister promotion LEGACY Wrestling. But due to his recent passing, Jacob Mitchell isn’t here tonight as he’s back home in Hawaii with some family matters. But he made sure that Tevolo was ready and let’s home ‘The Infamous’ is right because Tevolo has a big challenge ahead of him tonight!

Bradford: Oh please! There’s absolutely no way that this punk kid is ready to take on the muscle of First Class, “Dead On” Delsin Oswald. The man is IC3’s go-to when he needs somebody punished or something taken care of because he’s just that good. Why do you think IC3 picked him up right out of College and spent the time and money to have him trained for this sport? Don’t answer that. It’s because he’s the cream of the crop, Smith. IC3 hand picked him and Ulysses Queen to be the original First Class which the logo they sport is based off of that. You ever notice the chess queen in the center of the star, Smith? Yeah didn’t think so. When you’re against a true talent like Delsin you can never be ready!

Smith: That’s going a little bit far, Bradford. I think under Jake’s training he’s plenty ready.

Bradford: We’ll see, Smith. Ten bucks says he’s not.

"Path" plays and Delsin steps out from behind the curtain, his arms out in wingspan and his head tilted up, yelling out "FIRST CLASS ATHLETE BABAY!" with the spotlight on him and the crowd boos to him with the smoke filling up at the entrance. Delsin walks down the ramp and the spotlight stays on him. The crowd is reaching over trying to touch him or get his attention but he holds himself away from them, talking smack back to the fans. IC3 pats him on the shoulder to keep his focus to the ring. Delsin nods with approval and jogs up the steps. Walking about half way up the apron, Delsin puts his back to the ropes, arms out and head up, "IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER!" IC3 is clapping, On the apron, grabbing hold of the top rope, Delsin jumps it clearing it with ease and jogs to the middle of the ring. Delsin throws his arms out and head up one more time, all the while keeping a huge smile on his face the entire time while IC3 heads back to the back.

DING DING

The size of both guys on paper was similar, but Delsin was more bulky with muscle and he gave up two inches. It was a stare down to see who would make the first move and Tevolo decided it would be him. Made it look like he was going for a tie up but switched it around to a rear waist lock and attempted to lift Delsin off of his feet, but Delsin was able to turn it into an arm drag. Tevolo stood up and they stared at each other but Delsin got cocky and flexed with a smile. This is when Jake’s attitude came out in Tevolo and he rushed forward at Delsin for a lariat. Delsin ducked it and ran to the ropes. He springboarded off of the middle rope with a moonsault, and in the air Tevolo ran at him but caught off guard with Delsin landing behind him and throwing his arms up to his sides and flexing until >SMACK< a rough right hand from Tevolo knocking Delsin back to the corner and he holds his jaw.

Smith: This is an absolute amazing back and forth between these two so far tonight, Bradford. Two all star athletes that have gone down two entirely different paths just to clash here tonight.

Bradford: And Delsin is taking home the gold, baby! It doesn't get a whole lot better than the D-O!

Smith: Tevolo is a very young upstart too, Bradford, not to mention he's been trained by Jacob Mitchell!

Bradford: Who's not even here because he's probably off sulking in Christian Othniels unfortunate passing. But you know what? Time has passed. Move on, and do your damn job!

Smith: To be fair, Bradford, he's not here due to family issues that had to keep him in Hawaii this week.

Tevolo flexes like Delsin to make fun of him. It really seemed like an even match between the two which the crowd was absolutely loving every minute of it. It continued with both men looking to try and one up each other with move for move but no luck on either end. At this time, Tevolo has the upper hand, Delsin backed into the corner and Tevolo across the ring. With a big running start Tevolo jumps in the air, flying through looking for a big Stinger Splash with huge elevation he calls Hang Time and he connects. The momentum is in his favor and he tries for it again but this time is caught with a huge high angle dropkick from Delsin.

Smith: The velocity and high impact hits from both of these men is astonishing! If things were any different, I'd say they were cut from and same cloth and could very well be one of the most dominant tags teams of this generation!

Bradford: I wouldn't go that far. D-O is first class, and Tevolo is.. reckless. He went for that splash a second time and Delsin caught it because he's actually smart. I mean... why do you think people from Hawaii stay on their island? They can't make it here! Jacob Mitchell was a rare case and then even he retreated!

Smith: He was actually one of the trainers here at the Emerald Academy for a while...

Bradford: The what academy? I'm sorry, never heard of such a thing.

Tevolo is down, and Delsin makes a cover but only a two with a fierce kickout. Delsin couldn’t believe it so he pinned again and again only two. Delsin starts to lift Tevolo up to his feet but with a huge burst of energy Tevolo breaks Delsin’s grip and >BAM< a Dropkick from out of nowhere that knocks Delsin to the ropes and is calling for his spear he calls Smeared. But before Tevolo can act “Pour Some Sugar On Me” plays and it catches everybody, especially Tevolo, off guard with Frank Debauchee showing up on stage with like five hot women on each side.

Smith: What the hell?! What is Frank Debauchee doing out here interrupting this classic match between these two amazing athletes?!

Bradford: Did you not see all the twitter banter, Smith? Debauchee obviously has hd Tevolo’s number but the kid is so damn stubborn he’s not realizing it yet so he’s out here to finish the job!

Smith: Of course I saw the twitter banter, and Debauchee crossed the line if you ask me, talking about Christian Othniel the way he did. How are you going to disrespect somebody like that who just passed away?!

Bradford: Come on old man..

Smith: Old man? Come on now Bradford. you know full well that it’s wrong and now he’s out here just to taunt the kid because his mentor isn’t around!

Bradford: That’s exactly why, Smith! Weakness! Like I said at the beginning, this kid is anything BUT ready and he can’t put Delsin down, FIRST CLASS BABY! And he’s letting Debauchee distract him from taking the win.

Smith: Going against your team now, are we?

Bradford: ...before I was so rudely interrupted. There’s no way he’ll beat Delsin, no way ever, but this is the only chance he’ll ever have to come close and he’s letting Debauchee take that away from him. He’s too young and too impressionable. Jake would be ashamed.

Smith: He’s not impressionable, Bradford! Frank Debauchee has no business out here and this should disqualify Delsin. It’s an all star match and it’s definitely being ripped apart here! Times like this I wish Danny was still around.

Bradford: Yeah, but he’s not so… tough luck bub!

Smith: I can’t believe you. You’re just sick.

Tevolo is leaning into the ropes looking up at the stage where Debauchee is stroking his mustache with a big grin ignoring everything Tevolo was yelling at him. But with his back turned to Delsin, Delsin charges in and quickly rolls Tevolo up and once referee Mike Maddix is counting, Delsin puts his feet on the middle rope shifting all of his weight on top of Tevolo using the ropes for leverage. Tevolo is struggling to kick out but it’s just enough leverage to make it difficult for Delsin to pick up the one, two, three. Debauchee smiles and with his women turns back around to head back to the back and Delsin is quickly out of the ring with “Path” playing and Tevolo can’t believe it as he’s kneeled in the ring.

Bradford: D-O BABY! Win with Class! That's what I'm talking about!

Smith: He had Debauchee's help AND used the ropes! I'd hardly say he won!

Bradford: Ref never saw it and it's a W in the books! First Class baby!

Winner: Delsin Oswald

Nikki Venom vs Jorge Santos

In the ring already is MSW’s favorite Luchador, Jorge Santos. Then the sharp guitar chords reverberate across the arena. The lights darken and spotlights switch to a variety of different colours to the beat of the song. The electric guitar, bass, and drums all make their presence known within the song. As the vocals come in, the curtain opens up and Nikki steps out too a mass of boos. A smirk across his face, he raises his arms above his head and crosses his fingers into an 'x'. He walks down to the ring, a cocky swagger in his step; he stops short of the pads outside the ring and jumps in place for a second, before sprinting towards the ring and sliding in. He stands up, and walks to the nearest corner, quickly ascending it. He then lifts his arms in the air, throwing the same taunt he used before. He gets down and sits in the corner, waiting for the bell.

The bell rings and Santos wastes no time going right after Nikki with some quickness that he was not expecting. By the time NIkki saw it coming, Jorge was already circling around his head and flipping Nikki over with a tilt-a-whirl head scissors. Nikki lands on his back and starts to sit up. When he does Jorge runs at him and jogs on his lower back and runs forward to the ropes and comes back with a dropkick and a quick cover but only two. Nikki kicked out with authority not very happy.

Smith: For anybody just tuning in, this has been an amazing night so far. Originally Nikki Venom was scheduled to take on somebody else, but we’ve since been told by IC3 that if we were to say his name we would be fired and blacklisted and I’d rather not lose my job. But due to immediate termination, Nikki Venom was given a last minute opponent replacement in Jorge Santos. We haven’t seen Jorge Santos a lot since we came back, but this a young man with a ton of talent. One of his earlier matches in MSW he defeated Dylan Thomas to advance in the MSW Championship tournament but was quickly taken out by Peyton Kaiser and just hasn’t seemed to find his groove since then but he’s looking great tonight so this could be his night!

Bradford: I wouldn’t count on it, Smith! He’s just not cut out for it. He’s enhancement at best. Maybe if he went back to Mexico he’d have more luck. I heard MLLS doesn’t like us very much because Tracy Race decided to sign with us so maybe we can make a peace treaty and send them Jorge Santos back!

Smith: You don’t find that the least bit racist?

Bradford: You’re too weak, Smith! Be real about this he had 1 win two years ago and then he got stomped by Peyton Kaiser in record time. He’s not cut out for it here and Nikki is about to show him that! LET’S GO NIKKI!

Smith: Whatever you say, Bradford. But it’s never over until it’s over.

It’s funny because just as Bradford said that Jorge’s offense stopped. Jorge springboarded off of the middle rope, twisting in the air looking for a body attack of some kind but he’s caught literally in mid-air and Nikki drops him with the “Mark of Yin” a vicious implant DDT and Jorge isn’t moving. Nikki goes for the cover, and gets the one, two, three.

Bradford: TOLD YOU, SMITH! SEND HIM TO MLLS! IT’S A PEACE TREATY! ACCEPT OUR OFFERING!

Smith: I just… I have no words. Why do I still work next to you.

But instead of his music playing, it’s "Death's Great Black Wing Scrapes the Air" by Being As An Ocean, Silas Romero’s theme. Nikki looks up to the ramp with a sick smile and Silas steps out to the top of the stage just staring down Nikki as we cut to a break.

Winner: Nikki Venom

Join the Party, Charles!

As MSW returns from commercial the party is going strong, some fans are dancing in or around the ring as Drew Stevenson can be seen eating a double cheeseburger he likely made himself. Charles Matias manages to navigate his way through the sea of people.

Charles Matias: Drew Stevenson! Drew! Can I get a word with you?

Drew Stevenson: Charles! Absolutely, what can I do for you?

Charles Matias: Early tonight you were victorious against Chris Orton before you were jumped by him and Wolf Parker. What are your thoughts on being forced to wrestle outside instead of the arena like you have your entire career? Never in the history of professional wrestling have I seen something like this actually been carried out; it's unprecedented. Many people are calling it an abuse of power but you appear to be making lemonade out of lemons tonight.

Drew Stevenson: It's easy to be mad about it Charles. We all know Ichabod Crane is hellbent on reshaping MSW in his image but I'd like to think we proved tonight that's far from being a reality. I hope he enjoys having a half empty arena because quite honestly? I'm just enjoying being out here with the fans and giving back. I don't know, what do you guys think? Are you having fun out here tonight?

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Charles Matias: You heard it here yourself ladies and gentlemen. It's safe to say the first ever Drew Stevenson tailgate is a success.

Drew Stevenson: Hey, would you like to join us?

Charles Matias: Me? Absolutely! Alex Smith wanted me to grab him a burger for later anyway.

Bradford: You traitor!

Smith: What? I'm hungry and the prices at the snackbar are kind of outrageous.

Bradford: Turncoat.

Drew Stevenson reaches over and grabs a cheeseburger from a nearby table and hands it to Charles Matias who begins to eat it.

Charles Matias: Is this Missouri beef?

Drew Stevenson: You're damn right it is!

Charles begins to mingle with Drew and the fans as the camera catches Wolf Parker in the distance, carefully watching Drew Stevenson after their encounter earlier in the night. Whether or not he would try to strike again so soon was anybody's guess. Wolf Parker is a predator that could strike at any given moment. The only thing that was predictable about Wolf was that he was completely and utterly unpredictable; a loose cannon. The camera focuses on Wolf for another moment or two before it slowly pans to the crowd as MSW fades into a commercial break.

Silas Romero vs Loose Cannon

Loose Cannon stands in the ring waiting for Silas Romero. Then the lights dimming down in the arena, various gold spot lights started going over the crowd. With that, an ominous guitar riff began to play over the PA system. The eeriness of the guitar tone, mixed with the lights drums finally gave way to a post-hardcore, trash sound. With the emotional screams of "Death's Great Black Wing Scrapes the Air" in full force, the "Hipster Hercules" emerged onto the the stage, with one spotlight shining, but just barely, onto him. Silas stared out into the crowd, while some of them were cheering him on, but most were jeering him. Soon as the first breakdown kicked in on the song, Silas slowly elevated his right arm up to chest level; bending it at the elbow so that his forearm running parallel with said chest. The letter's "GKFO" written across his black forearm sleeve in a crisp, clean gold font. A smirk rolled across his lips, before lowering his arm back down even slower than before. Silas strolled down the entrance way, keeping as much distance from the fans on either side as humanly possible. Once he got to ringside, he went directly for the steel steps that led up to the apron of the ring. Silas leaned up against the steel ring post for a moment; again letting his smug smirk roll across his lips, just before stepping slowly between the second and top rope. He walked across the ring, straight for the hard camera side of the ropes. He leaned forward, letting the top rope support his weight, while sticking his right arm out in front of himself. Again, it was level with his chest; making sure the letters on his arm were once again readable. As music reached the final thrashy breakdown kicked in, Silas pushed himself away from the ropes and proceeded to make his way to the opposite turnbuckle and leaned against it. He stroked his well-trimmed beard, before warming up before the match-up. 

The bell rings and LC comes out to the center of the ring extending his hand. Silas looks at it but figures “Sure, why not” and as soon as he grabs LC’s hand, “Beat It” by Michael Jackson starts to play over the PA and he starts to pretend knife fight with Silas who’s taken a big by surprise, not quite sure whats going on and LC won’t let go of his hand. The crowd loves it, no doubt. 

Bradford: KNIFE FIGHT! SOMEBODY CALL HIS MOMMA! 

Smith: I can’t believe what I’m seeing! Loose Cannon is doing a fake knife fight with Silas Romero who’s knife fighting back but has absolutely NO idea what’s going on! 

Bradford: I’M CALLING HIS MOMMA! 

*Ring Ring* 

Momma LC: Hello? 

Her voice can be faintly heard on the broadcast. 

Bradford: Momma LC, this is Alex Bradford calling from Missouri State Wrestling and your son is doing a fake knife fight in the middle of the ring RIGHT NOW! This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen! 

Momma LC: Oh well that’s great, baby. Give ol’ LC hugs and kisses from his momma an make sure to tell him to kick some booty. 

Bradford: Sure will Momma LC! 

*Click* 

Smith: I can’t believe you just called his Momma.  

Bradford: We keep in touch. I follow her on Twitter, too! 

Smith: Unbelieveable. Well it looks like the knife fight might be over… wait! There’s more! 

They’re face to face and somehow LC has entranced Romero to do this but they’re dancing. They take a few steps back and then forward to clap their feet together. Then backwards and forwards and do it again.

Bradford: To borrow a line from my old friend Sammy Daniels... THAT WAS INSANE!

Smith: It looks to me like he's further sending a message to Nikki Venom from earlier!

Then backwards and instead of a heel clap Silas charges forward with the Busaiku Knee Kick, the Kneel Before Zod knee kick is more like it. LC is down but Silas isn’t done. He gives a cut-throat type of a taunt and goes at LC’s legs. Silas wraps them like a sharpshooter but leans forward grabbing LC’s arm and then falls back to his own back, LC sitting him, his legs wrapped and arm being tugged on to pull him forward. Loose Cannon taps out quickly and Silas Romero picks up the win. 

Smith: Momma LC isn't going to be too happy and LC is going to feel that in the morning!

Bradford: No comment at this time.

Winner: Silas Romero

Party Time!

It was beautiful outside where the camera opened up. The music was blaring, "Party Rock Anthem" to be specific, the party was pumping, the beautiful women were everywhere and then we hear the voice ring out..

"RIGHTEEOOOOOUUUUUSSSSS!"

Oh you better believe it was the party animal himself, the Righteous One, Jay B.

Jay B: WHAT UP MY BRO'S AN HO'S?! That's right, your main man Jay B isn't there at Unstoppable this week but I tell ya what, I just got word not too long ago that in two wees at Unstoppable 19, yours truly will be going one on one with the man with a "Masters in Bro-Science" IC4. Bro, the only one that knows anything about Bro-Science is me, BRO, but I guess you'll have to find that out when we come face to face.

"AAAAAHHHHH!"

Jay B: What the...

Jay B turns around to see some of the women in their bikini's running across the beach screaming and the camera catches the Bull Sharks, 1-4 and 6 running after the women, and 5, the adoptive bastard shark of the "Bull Shark" Jacob Mitchell running just behind. Jay B face palms as he can't believe what he's seeing.

Jay B: YO! SHARKIES! I TOLD YOU GUYS YOU CAN'T CHASE OFF THE HOTTIES! Aaah, anyway! Bro's and Ho's, don't worry too long without your main man Jay B, because I'll see you in two weeks! Be ready Icee!

Tracy Race vs Phoenix Winterborn

"My Generation" by Limp Bizkit is already playing as Unstoppable returns from commercial break.

Gavin Grey: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, introducing first; from Chicago, Illinois, weighing 229lbs Phoenix Winterborn!

Winterborn raises his arms in the air.

Gavin Grey: And his opponent, making his way to the ring from King's Mountain, North Carolina weighing 227lbs... “The Experience” Tracy Race!'

Smith: Tracy Race is coming off a huge victory from the last Unstoppable off of Matt Ward while Winterborn eventually fell to First Class after his partner was arrested midmatch.

Bradford: If you can't do the crime don't do the time. West Nile Winterborn hasn't had the best month in MSW that's for damn sure. He backed the wrong horse.

Smith: Winterborn was doing the right thing. I know you're a big First Class guy, being their official voice on the broadcast and all but even you can't deny Duke Andrews getting arrested mid match was low. At least wait until after the match!

Bradford: Justice is blind my friend. I don't think he'll be able to right the ship for atleast another two weeks since he's going against The Experience. Both men are veterans but Race has that fire in his eyes.

Smith: Never count Winterborn out though. He's only just barely come up short the last few times he's been in the ring and I'm sure he can get his head back into the game if applies himself. He's far from done if you ask me.

Race steps into the ring and leans back in his corner as the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING

Both men start off in a collar and elbow tieup with neither man gaining much of an advantage. Race manages to capture him in a hammerlock and wrenches up the pressure. Winterborn manages to slip out and connect with a few knife edge chops as the crowd WOOOOs along to each chop. Winterborn follows up with a sharp armdrag sending Race to the mat and goes to follow up with an elbowdrop. Race rolls out of the way and hits him hard in the face with a slap before quickly returning to a vertical base and slides down low for a DDT as Winterborn manages to get up to a knee to quickly plant him back down.

Smith: Both men are going move for move so far.

Bradford: It looked like West Nile Winterborn had the upperhand until Tracy Race sat him back down.

Smith: It's still anyone's game right now as each man is looking for a wave of momentum to ride as the roster continues to jockey for position and state their cases for the various contenderships. Everything for the most part is still in flux; it's an exciting time to be on the ground floor.

Bradford: For once I agree with you. We get to see who wants it more; to see who has that eye of the tiger and the drive to be the best. The brass ring is hanging there and waiting for someone to grab it.

Smith: Absolutely. Veterans, rookies and everyone in between are all in the mix. Two battle tested veterans are going to pull everything out of the tank that they can to prove that this business has yet to pass them by.

Race applies the single leg crab quickly, perhaps noticing some wear and tear from the tag match against First Class but Winterborn quickly makes it to the ropes to force a break. Race backs off as Winterborn gets up and soon the two tie up again. Winterborn manages to transition into a side headlock but Race manages to slip out and tries to irish whip him to the ropes only for Winterborn to grab onto his arm and manage to whip him himself by using his own momentum against him. Winterborn goes to connect with a discus lariat off the rebound but Race ducks and rebounds off the ropes again an quickly catches him by surprise with the Shin Splitter <dropkick to the shins>. Winterborn is reeling and stunned on a knee as Race catches this opening and quickly follows up with the world's greatest shining wizard, Access DENIED!

Smith: And just like that Tracy Race, the master of the shining wizard hits his mark!

Bradford: Just goes to show how deadly The Experience truly is. It looks as if Winterborn's tough luck is destined to continue!

Race quickly hooks the leg as the crowd counts with the ref, 1, 2, 3.

Winner: Tracy Race

IC4 & The Skylarks vs The Capital Crew

“Money (Instrumental)” by Pink Floyd hits the speakers, and the crowd turns to boos until IC4 and the Skylarks appear then they turn to cheers. IC4 and the two Skylarks who are like 250lbs combined soaking wet make their way to the ring. The Skylarks chanting “IC4! IC4! IC4!” on the way to the ring. They’re in the ring and “Shook Ones (instrumental)” by Mobb Deep hits and the crowd lights up even more with Frankie Cocheese and Barrel making their way down. Frankie’s head held high, though his eyes are focused ahead on their opponents. They don’t regard the fans with their focus right in the ring on the three members of First Class. Once they reach the ring, they move casually to the stairs and walk up them. Frankie is taking off his hat and hanging it on the post before entering the ring at the middle rope. Barrel takes off this gas mask like fixture on his face and he steps into the ring over the top rope. Once they steps inside, Frankie moves to the center of the ring crosses his hands at the wrists in front of him and form a d with his left hand and a c with the right, walking to each corner while holding up the letters of his hometown while Barrel stands in the middle keeping his eye on Frankie as the Capital Crew stand together.

DING DING

Trying to decide who’s going to start it off, on one side Barrel decides he’s going to start it. On the other side, IC4 goes to the apron, leaving the Skylarks to decide between themselves so they start to Rock, Paper, Scissors for it. But it doesn’t matter because Barrel grabs them both by the neck, rocks their heads together and then tosses them both half way across the ring. The crowd responded nicely as Jerry and Jerome are both getting up and run at Barrel not knowing what was ahead of them.

Smith: This may not be very good on behalf of the Skylarks. We've seen what Frankie can do and we know that Barrel is a bit of a monster himself.

Bradford: Show some respect for First Class, Smith. The Skylarks may not be much on the outside but they're hand picked by IC3 to be part of the best group in wrestling history.

Smith: You say they're gifted, I'd say they're fodder. Fodder to make some of these people think that First Class are a bunch of chumps until the real competition.

Bradford: You're delusional.

Jerome gets a huge back body drop getting elevated a good eight feet into the air before landing hard and Jerry gets Mowed Down (big boot) and is out like a light. Jerome reaches out and makes a big tag to IC4 and the crowd is loving it. He clubs Barrel in the back and he stumbles with one step forward. Barrel turns around and IC4 slowly backs away before pointing to Cocheese. Figuring Cocheese is smaller than Barrel and obviously never paying attention to anything Cocheese related. Barrel points to Cocheese and the crowd erupts so Barrel grabs Jerry Skylark, tosses him outside of the ring clear over the top and he thuds on the mat below. Barrel then tags in Cocehese who’s in the ring quickly. The crowd is erupting with chants.

Smith: The Capital Crew making really short work of this trio here tonight with next to no effort. Kind of invigorating actually, Bradford. Looks like your First Class buddies aren't so immortal after all!

Bradford: They're just playing coy, Smith. Let these hoodlums think they've got the one up but as soon as the going gets tough and it really matters, they've got it. 

LET’S GO FRAN-KIE! I-C-4! LET’S GO FRAN-KIE! I-C-4!LET’S GO FRAN-KIE! I-C-4!

They come face to face and Frankie is talking his trash to IC4.

Frankie: Daddy’s boy, huh?! Fuckin’ litle punk. You’re gonna regret callin’ me out.

IC4 just laughs until he’s met with a tough right hand right to the face catching him entirely off guard. Frankie keeps the flurries of punches and forearms coming until IC4 is on the ropes. Frankie whips him across, or tries but IC4 plays a bit of a power game and gets his first real offense in, reverse the whip sending Frankie to the ropes but when he comes back, IC4 isn’t paying attention instead he’s messing with the crowd not knowing any better and gets clobbered by Frankie with a nasty Toe Tagger that turns IC4 inside out, flipping him around in the air landing flat on his back. Frankie covers him and it’s over just like that.

Smith: TOE TAGGER! Frankie Cocheese just nailed that Toe Tagger clothesline and just tuned IC4 inside out and for the win!

Bradford: They let them take it. It's all part of the First Class master plan!

Smith: Guess we'll find out.

Bradford: Guess we will.

Winners: Capital Crew

We then cut outside to Drew Stevenson's on-going party.

Not So Fast Mr. Stevenson

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TJ Bryce segment

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Duke Andrews vs MSW Champion Tommy Angel w/ First Class

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