Post by CEO Cloe on Jul 29, 2012 22:29:39 GMT -6
Live from the Pensacola Civic Center in Pensacola, Florida!
Sunday, July 29th
[glow=blue,2,300]USPW Presents: Summer Break Down[/glow]
Your USPW Summer Breakdown commentators for tonight:
Tom Roberts, Steve Travis and Johnny Vendetta
[The scene opens with a lot of pyro, a lot of chanting, a lot of cheers, a lot of noise, a lot of USPW t-shirts and a lot of love! This is USPW Presents: Summer Break Down, and it’s the hottest PPV of July!]
Tom Roberts: It’s great to be here! Pensacola, Florida! The hometown of GM Ray! And the home of many, many USPW fans! I’m Tom Roberts and I’m here with Steve Travis, and the lead singer of Johnny and the Vendettas!
Johnny Vendetta: It’s good to be back in Florida, baby!
Steve Travis: Awww yeah! Proud to be here for USPW’s FOURTH PPV! Man! We’re on a roll! We got the merger and everything! A brand split… Revolution vs Freedom? I like the idea!
Roberts: Well let’s get right to the show, after we thank our sponsors of course! THQ! They will be working on USPW the video game, and just look at how awesome WWE13 is going to be this October when it ships.
Johnny: No joke, it actually looks playable this year!
Roberts: Ok, let’s just get to the action before you get our show cancelled!
"One More Time" Two-Out-Of-Three Falls Match
Damien Vincent vs. The Japanese Prodigy
Damien Vincent vs. The Japanese Prodigy
[“Kamen-Rin” begins to play and out from the backstage area steps "The Japan Prodigy" Hajime and his mistress Stacey Jameson. His custom titantron video begins to roll over showing some of the amazing moves that Hajime packs in his arsenal. Then the word "BEGINNING" scrolls over and stays. Hajime and Stacey walk to the ring, Hajime keeps his focus on the ring but Stacey smiles and waves at a few of the younger fans. Hajime climbs up the apron and props open the ropes for Stacey to enter the ring, she does so and Hajime enters right behind her and they make their way to the corner to begin their wait for the opponent.]
Roberts: Man, I’m excited! These two have been lighting up the highlight reels since they arrived. Hajime’s been spectacular and it looks like he has ice water in his veins tonight.
Travis: I’m pretty sure he always looks like that, Roberts.
[Damien slowly walks out from the silent shadows of the backstage area and onto the entrance ramp. A single spotlight illuminates him against the pitch black. He peers out into the audience, with loathing and distrust flagrantly displayed on his face. He stares at his opponent, studying him as a cobra studies a rodent. During these moments, the opening piano notes of his entrance theme have been fading louder. He walks to the ring as if savoring the seconds before the kill, but repulsed by the smell and sounds of humanity. Any audience member with the nerve to begins to boo him. The others sit in solemn silence. As he finally nears his newest prey, all other sounds fade away to his ears. He only hears the unbearable barking of the dogs of war in his ears. As Damien looks his opponent in the eyes, the audience sees him twitching noticeably.]
Travis: Is it just me, or does something about this Vincent guy make you...I don’t know...uncomfortable?
Johnny: People in general make you uncomfortable.
[They stare each other down. Damien looks murderous. Hajime looks completely focused.]
Roberts: These two certainly don’t lack for intensity, do they?
[The bell rings and Damien immediately charges, throwing several combinations of punches which Hajime dodges expertly. Looking frustrated, Damien throws a wild haymaker which Hajime slides under. Hajime then throws back with a solid right hook to the gut and follows it up with a powerful knee to Damien’s jaw that knocks him down. As he stumbles back to his feet, Hajime clocks him with a spinning back fist. Damien falls back against the corner, where Hajime cracks him with a well-timed overhand chop.]
Travis: Wow. What a blitzkrieg start for the Japan Prodigy. He looks great.
[Damien stumbles around near the center of the ring, trying to get his bearings, while Hajime climbs the top rope. When he leaps, instinct kicks in for Damien, and he dodge rolls out of the way of the attack as Hajime crashes to the ring. He’s down, and he seems to have hurt his leg, the same that was attacked heavily last week. Damien regains his composure. He looks at his downed opponent, smiling menacingly, then sprinting towards him and landing a hellacious punt to Hajime’s ribcage.]
Vendetta: Daaamn! You could almost hear a rib crack. That was brutal.
[Damien begins stomping repeatedly on the leg Hajime landed on. Hajime seems to be in tremendous pain, but he gets up and seems determined to continue fighting. Damien then begins kicking him in the same leg. Through the pain, Hajime fights back and punches Damien in the face. He quickly follows it up with a snapmare. Then, as Damien begins to get back to his feet, Hajime springboards off the ropes and cracks him with an elbow strike.]
Roberts: Talk about fire! Hajime’s a true professional.
[Hajime once again climbs the ropes. This time leaping and landing his 450 splash. He makes a cover. 1...2...Damien barely kicks out in time. The moves seems to have taken a bit out of Hajime as well and he continues to clutch thigh. He picks up Damien looking to keep up the assault, but Damien hits him with an eye rake. He then locks up a sleeper hold, but instead of sinking it in, he slams Hajime to the ground with it.]
Travis: That was text-book!
Johnny: Damien has skills, you can’t deny that!
[Damien begins stomping on the leg once again. As Hajime rises back to his feet, Damien goes for a spinning back kick, but so does he, and both men connect to the gut and floor each other.]
Travis: Great minds think alike, I suppose.
Johnny: They’re keepin’ it real technical right now, but I expect this to turn into a war.
Roberts: Both of these men have extremely effective kicks, for sure.
[The two begin getting up, but Hajime is slightly faster, and he nails Damien with a tiger bomb into a pin. 1...2...kickout! Even that bomb seems to have been difficult for him with the pain in his left leg. He hauls Damien up to his feet and begins landing knee strikes. But Damien fights back, landing a jab, a straight right hand, then a hellacious left hook. As he’s staggered, Damien lifts him and nails a fireman’s carry backbreaker.]
Johnny: Owww man!
[Instead of going for a cover, Damien gets up and begins shouting at the crowd, “See what he is!”. Hajime recovers and punches Damien in back of the knee that was injured last week. Damien screams out in extreme pain. He simply sits there clutching it as Hajime climbs the ropes. But as he leaps, Damien gets up, leaps himself, and connects to Hajime’s jaw with the Dead Silence while he’s in midair! Hajime collides with it and his body crumples like it ran into a brick wall.]
Roberts: Oh sweet heavens! That was unbelievable! I can’t imagine the damage that inflicted!
Johnny: No way anyone kicks outta that!
[Damien makes the cover, and gets the count. 1...2...3. Referee signals one fall for Damien, as the crowd cheers for the exciting match so far.]
Travis: Damien gets the first fall, but as per the stipulation, he needs to beat Hajime one more time to get the win.
Roberts: And with the way he’s walking on that knee, I’m not even sure he could hit the Dead Silence again. Seems like that took a ton of effort.
Vendetta: Both these guy’s legs looked trashed. They’re beatin’ the hell out of each other. Again!
[Damien limps over to the ropes. This time, barely supporting himself. He’s screaming out in obvious agony. While he’s not looking, Hajime recovers and stands up, then charges, leaps, and tackles both of them over the ropes and outside of the ring. Damien hits the ground first, landing on the knee. Hajime also seems to be in pain, but fights his way up and jumps on top of Damien and begins brawling with him. Throttling him with strikes. Damien can’t get him off for several seconds, but eventually reverses it and rolls on top of him. He stands, holding Hajime by the mask, then smashing his head twice into the steel steps of the ring.]
Johnny: Oh! What did I tell you? It’s a war!
[Damien throws Hajime back into the ring by his mask. As he limps in, Hajime gets back up, and the two stand, facing each other again. Blood is leaking out of Hajime’s mask, but he doesn’t seem to notice. Damien is huffing and shaking with rage. The two, despite their damaged legs, sprint towards each other as quickly as they can exchange punches expertly. Both seem to be very experienced strikers. Eventually, Hajime backs Damien up into a corner and begins unloading with everything he has, punching him in the face and body. Damien seems helpless against the assault, but after about fifteen seconds of punishment, he wraps his arms around the ropes and uses them as support to kick Hajime off with his good leg. Hajime then tries to kick Damien, but he catches it, then counters; attacking his thigh with an elbow strike. The two lock up again, and Damien tries to slip out of the lock from Hajime’s right hand, which is missing an index finger, but Hajime seems to have been expecting this, and floors him, brutally, with another spinning backfist that Damien was moving into. Damien then rolls out of the ring to try and avoid more punishment. But as he starts to stand and get his bearings, Hajime leaps from the ropes with another 450 splash, this time, outside of the ring! Damien’s eyes open wide in horror as The Japan Prodigy comes crashing down on him.]
Travis: Why in the name of all that is holy would anyone even attempt that?!
Roberts: Hajime is out there showing us his iron will to win.
[Hajime quickly regathers himself. He stands and quickly begins assaulting the knee again. Damien has no answer for it, and the pain seems to be incredible. Hajime then walks away from him for a moment, then pulls the steps away from the ring. He grabs Damien by the hair and hauls him up to the top step. Then, he locks up and spins the hold around into a gory special...]
Roberts: Oh no...don’t tell me he’d...
[Hajime flips him forward into his devastating, patented piledriver, directly into the steps!]
Johnny: Holy crap!
Roberts: Hajime Driver ’04! Right into the unyielding steel!
Travis: That was inhuman!
[Damien is now bleeding profusely as well. He’s also obviously unconscious. Hajime limps back into the ring, leaving Damien sprawled out on the steps. The ref begins the ring-out count. Hajime simply watches him, then goes to check on Stacey. She takes a handkerchief and wipes the blood away from his eye. The crowd is chanting his name at the top of their lungs. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!]
Roberts: Some borderline questionable decision making to let that finisher on the steps slide, but would you want to get in the way of these two if you were the ref?
Travis: All tied up! It comes down to this, folks! Don’t blink!
Johnny: Looks like we have a Philly ref here in Pensacola, tonight!
[After another 7 counts, Damien finally crawls back into the ring. He seems severely damaged and is moving with none of his normal speed or ferocity. Hajime hauls him up and him with a t-bone suplex. As he quickly rises begins trying to move to the ropes to get away, Hajime grabs him from behind and does a shin breaker to the leg with the wounded knee. Damien nearly spasms in agony. His eyes go wide, and his screams echo throughout the Civic Center. Then...his eyes roll up into the back of his head, and he seems to pass out. Hajime leans in to go for the pin, but as he does, Damien immediately quits faking and slides his good leg over Hajime’s right shoulder and comes up in Omaplata position.]
Johnny: Young kid shows some savvy!
Roberts: That’s what you call that? I call it being a sneaky bastard.
[Damien is smiling wickedly again, and he wrenches Hajime’s arm and shoulder. He nearly pulls them out of the socket, but Hajime simply looks angry when the ref asks if he wants to quit. Damien continues attacking the shoulder, but after a few moments, Hajime manages to work his way close enough to the ropes to grab ahold. Damien holds the lock for a two-count before releasing and, as he lets go, stomps on him. When Hajime gets up, Damien’s waiting for him, grapples him, connects with a european uppercut, then follows that up with a spinning back elbow that staggers him. But when Damien leaps to perform a flying scissor kick, Hajime slips his head out of the way, and lets him fall to the ground taking the full force of the impact. As Damien stands, Hajime grabs him around the waist and attempts to suplex him, but Damien quickly elbows him and breaks the hold. As Damien sprints back at him to attack, Hajime performs a spinning heel kick, backing up Damien and giving him an opening. Hajime grabs ahold of his arm, and performs a flawless, textbook cross arm bar, leaving Damien completely stranded in the middle of the ring. When the ref asks if he wishes to quit, Damien yells out and screams, angrily, but doesn’t tap. The hold seems to last for a very long time, with Stacey Jameson leading a chant of “Tap Him Out” from the audience. But just as it seems as if his will is about to break, Damien rolls over, into the hold, and grasps his other wrist. He somehow summons the strength to lift the man up as Hajime still clutches the arm. The then brings him crashing down to the mat thunderously in an improvised, Rampage Jackson-type power slam!]
Travis: What power! What a match! This may be it folks!
[Damien crawls on top of Hajime, locking up the pin.
[1...2....Hajime somehow kicks out as the refs hand was less than a split second away from the mat!]
Vendetta: What do these guys have to do to put each other away?!?
Roberts: There isn’t an ounce of quit in Hajime! And now Damien looks completely exhausted!
[Damien simply lays there, huffing and puffing, trying to get his legs back under him. The slam obviously took alot out of him. The ring is covered in the blood of both men. As are their clothes and knuckles. As he finally begins to stand, so does Hajime. They just keep still for a moment, staring at each other and seeing if they can get their breath back. They both put their fists up eventually and begins circling one another.]
Travis: This is what Summer Break Down is all about, folks! Blockbusters!
[The two have lost most of their speed, but they begin exchanging punches, one after another as hard and fast as they can muster. It’s a brutal, but slow exchange and both men can hardly stand. But Hajime finally blocks a strike and locks up around Damien’s neck, drilling it in a harsh, lifting DDT. He then begins stomping on his knee again. At this point, it’s almost certainly going to require a hospital’s attention, and every time a stomp connects, it sends a shudder through Damien. Damien grabs the ropes and hauls himself up, but meets a cracking overhand chop, then a terrible knee to the gut. Hajime grabs Damien by the neck, pulls him over to the turnbuckle, and connects with a picture perfect shiranui! But not without cost, and it seems like his own leg may have completely given out on him. He manages to pull himself over onto Damien. 1...2...kickout!]
Roberts: How can they still be fighting! This is insane!
Johnny: Looks like Cloe owes them both a title shot after all!
[Hajime keeps his typical calm, but seems as close to shocked as he ever gets. He lifts Damien, holds him by his long hair, and starts punching him relentlessly. Over and over the shots land, and Damien doesn’t seem to be able to stop him until he finally blocks one and counters with a few shots of his own. Backing him off, Damien somehow finds the strength to run and slam Hajime to the ground with a hellacious chokehold STO. He then picks him up, and even though he’s shaking and yelling out from the pain of supporting both of their weight on his pulverized knee, he brings Hajime crashing down onto his good leg with a brutal rib breaker.]
Roberts: You know when people say they’ve thrown everything at each other but the kitchen sink...well, I think that was the kitchen sink.
[As Damien pulls him up, Hajime deftly dodges an elbow strike, and spins behind him. He then snags Damien and tries to land a suplex, but Damien counters, this time landing the elbow. The two men lock up, nearly falling on each other in exhaustion at this point. They start slugging each other once again. After a minute, Damien’s knee buckles. He stumbles back and falls into a corner. Hajime leaps at him, but Damien dodge rolls out of the way and he racks himself on the ropes. As he’s up there, trying to recover, Damien connects with two lightning quick kicks to his back. Hajime falls off the ropes and sits there for a moment. But when Damien goes in for the cover, Hajime hits him with a huge upkick that backs him off and gives Hajime time to stand up. He then somehow springboards off the ropes and lands another elbow flush to Damien’s jaw.]
Travis: Surely he’s had enough now!
[Hajime goes for the cover. 1...2...kickout!]
Johnny: Man, I’m gonna need more popcorn for this five-star match!
[Hajime’s face is as close to disbelief as it ever gets. He simply rolls off him and lies there. Taking the time to recover. By this point, both men are slick and oily with each other’s blood. But when they rise, determination is all that can be seen past Hajime’s mask. They square off and Damien tries to attack, but in his weariness, all of his attacks seem out of steam, and Hajime blocks or slips all of them, landing counter punches. He then begins tagging Damien’s leg with kicks. Over and over the kicks land. Damien does his best to not shout out, but the agony is clear on his face. Hajime is building momentum, and it’s clear to all watching. One final kick lands, and Damien is down to his knees, defenseless!]
Johnny: This right here is how Damien beat him last time!
Roberts: This war may finally have a victor!
[As Hajime stares him in the eyes, Damien looks up with pure hatred on his face. Hajime is nothing but ice and cold blooded determination. He seems to be about to go for the kill! Then out of nowhere... an unfamiliar theme music starts playing?]
Roberts: Whose music is this?? We’re in the middle of a match here!
Travis: Can someone tell me what’s going on?
Roberts: Oh no...I know this guy. It’s Anthony Sanderson. Damien Vincent’s promoter. What the hell is he doing here?
[Sanderson sprints up to the ring and begins shouting obscenities at Stacey. Hajime looks over, worried. The referee runs out of the ring to try and get him to leave, and while no one’s looking, Damien slips out of the ring as well...]
Johnny: Ohh boy!
[As Hajime is staring at the scene, concerned for Stacey’s well-being, Damien comes hoping back in on his good leg carrying a steel chair!]
Roberts: What?? He’s got a steel chair!
[Just as Hajime turns around, Damien throws the chair at his face. Hajime manages to catch it a split second before it strikes his head, but Damien manages to plant off the leg with the injured knee and deliver the Dead Silence right to his jaw through it! Hajime falls, completely out! Before the referee turns back around, Damien tosses the chair and crawls over to Hajime to make the cover.]
Travis: The referee didn’t see a thing!
[1...2...THREE!]
Johnny: The match is over! Damien wills his way to a win!
Roberts: What the hell are you talking about? Damien cheated, and barely pulled out a cheap victory!
[Damien is being helped out of the ring by Anthony. He can barely walk. Stacey runs over to help Hajime who still hasn't awoken.]
Travis: Either way you shake it, Hajime and Mr. Vincent put on an incredible show. But Damien is getting his hand raised.
Roberts: I don't like it. Hajime fought his heart out. At least I believe he's earned his title shout.
Travis: You two know what I'm excited about?
Roberts: What's that?
Travis: That was the opening bout! We have a whole night of action in front of us!
Johnny: You finally said something I agree with! Let's get back to the damn action!
Tag Team Championship Falls Count Anywhere Match
Your Poisonous Destruction (c) vs. 25-to-Life
Your Poisonous Destruction (c) vs. 25-to-Life
Roberts: Ok guys, I don’t know about you, but I’m really excited to see what 25-to-Life have in store for Your Poisonous Destruction.
Johnny: Not a damn thing! No team can touch YDP or Labyrinth! Cyanide, Crysis and Grave Digger are tearing apart the competition!
Travis: Yeah! Your Poisonous Destruction is the USPW Tag Team Champions, and have held the USPW Six Man Tag Team Titles for over….
Johnny: Hold that thought! I’m getting word that something crazy is happening backstage!
[In the back, Grave Digger is seen on the top of a semi-truck, which is parked right next to a waste management garbage truck. He has one of the USPW Six Man Tag Team Belts around his waist, as he lets out a sinister laugh.]
Roberts: Ohh boy, Labyrinth isn’t well known for ending matches in the ring.
Travis: No wonder this match is scheduled for Falls Count Anywhere.
[As the camera zooms out you can see Joey Love, the manager of 25-to-Life, tears are rolling down his cheeks, as Grave Digger grips him around the throat, and whispers into his ear.]
Johnny: What is this madness?
[Joey Love pleads for mercy but Grave Diggerpoints down at the dump truck, in with one swift, powerful move, he lifts up and chokeslams Joey Love into the back of the truck with a thunderous crash that echoes throughout the parking lot.]
Roberts: Ohh that’s just sick!
[Crysis Harvey is seen below, by the side of the truck, where he turns a key and presses a large red button. The flashing lights come on, and it’s soon clear what’s going on. The truck is slowly getting ready to compact the trash in the back, as Crysis walks away laughing.]
Travis: What?? He can’t do this!!
Johnny: He’s insane!!
Roberts: That’s a real life human being in there!!
[The heavy crusher in the back is slowly squeezing in on Joey Love, as he’s just seconds from meeting the fate of a crushed soda can.]
Roberts: I can’t watch!
[Without hesitation, Adam Young and Deathrow are here to make the save! They run up to the control panel, and fumble with the key, and hit the emergency stop, and it appears to be just in the nick of time!]
Adam Young: Ohh thank goodness! Joey, are you okay??
Joey Love: I… I think so!
[But from out of nowhere, Cyanide Harvey comes speeding up to the action on a heavily modified golf cart! It’s been spray-painted red and black, and the front end is wrapped in barbed wire and razor wire. Cyanide drives full force into 25-to-Life, knocking Adam young back a few feet, but connecting just right with Deathrow that it pins him, right in the knee, between the barbed wire-wrapped golf cart and the tires of the garbage truck. Deathrow screams in pain, but Cyanide just laughs at him.]
Johnny: A golf cart?? Hell yeah!!
Roberts: That’s pretty freakin’ sick!
Travis: Aww Deathrow is a big guy, but he leg is trapped between two vehicles with barbed wire and razor wire!! That’s gotta fuckin’ hurt!
[Adam Young stumbles to his feet, but there’s not much he can do, as Crysis blindsides him with a kick to the gut, lifts him up in a powerbomb-like position, but lifts him even higher and drops him with the Crysisbomb! Right on the concrete. A referee emerges from the arena, and is ready for the finish. Crysis steps on Adam Young’s chest… One… Two… Three!]
Roberts: Well, at least the referee has mercy.
Johnny: Nobody can stop these guys!
[Deathrow is still screaming in agony, as referees and medics tend to him. All 3 members of the Labyrinth lean in and look into the camera.]
Grave Digger: Nobody in USPW can stop us… Looks like we’ll have to reach further… How about these new Revolution guys? My top team, against your top team! See you poor souls at Night of Champions.
[The Labyrinth walk away laughing.]
Johnny: A Freedom vs Revolution Tag Team match at Night of Champions? Sounds great!
No Disqualifications Match
Matt Hawk vs. The Predator
Matt Hawk vs. The Predator
[“Wild Ones" by Flo Rida plays as Predator makes himself seen, he walks halfway down the ramp. He smiles wide, looking around at the audience. Closing his eyes, and breathing in deep, he raises his arms slowly, showing off his USPW Champion’s Advantage contract briefcase as he basks in the adoration of the crowd. Fireworks on the sides of the ramps go off as soon as this happens. He walks to the ring, gets on the turnbuckle, and raises his fist to the crowd, pointing at any young fan he can see. He removes his shirt, tosses it into the crowd, and waits for the action.]
Johnny: So you guys really think this is it? After all these weeks, all these months… NO! All these YEARS! Are Predator and Big Daddy about to end this feud and see who the better man is??
Roberts: Ya know, Johnny… I hope so! The fans deserve this!
[“Devil without a Cause” plays as Matt Hawk makes his way from the back. He looks shaken and disturbed, but he also looks confident, as the fans shower him with boos.]
Travis: Matt Hawk and The Predator… Man, what can you say? No DQ matches, iron man matches, tag matches, these guys have been to war!
[Hawk displays no mercy, dropping several hard elbows on the big man's back, and a running dropkick to the side of the head as Predator tries to stand! Matt Hawk is all over his rival here! Big right hands as the Predator tries to claw his way up! Oh, the Predator is fighting back! Trying to get some breathing room with his trademark big shots! Hawk stops the rally by raking the eye, and runs the ropes! He comes up behind the Predator and chop blocks his down low! The Predator topples, clutching his knee!]
Roberts: These two legends waste no time trying to get the ball rolling and giving the fans a show!
Travis: I expected nothing less!
[Predator tries to stand, and Hawk simply throws a hard roundhouse kick, taking the damaged leg out from under him! The Predator tries to use the ropes to stand up, and Hawk uses the nearby ropes for a slingshot, dropkicking the injured knee! The Predator clutches it, screaming in pain, using his free hand to clutch the top rope! Hawk grabs him in a reverse waist lock...And delivers a crushing German suplex! He flips off the booing crowd, and grabs the damage leg...He sets up a figure-four leg lock! Borrowing the Idol's signature submission!]
Johnny: The figure four leg-lock! Idol would be proud!
Roberts: This submission has put away many men, but will it work here tonight??
[The Predator is in obvious pain, and is trying to drag himself the ropes! Hawk blocks each attempt, and the Predator is in obvious trouble here! He rolls in desperation, and manages to reverse the pressure, causing Hawk to release the hold! Hawk doesn't let up an inch, however, and returns to drop hard elbows. He tries to drop one more...And the Predator rolls over and catches the elbow! He is holding Hawk up in the prone position! What strength! The Predator bridges to his feet! Wow!]
Travis: There’s a reason fans pay to see The Predator each and every night here in the USPW! The man is loaded with talent!
Johnny: I really just like watching the blonde girl in his corner. She could be my next ex-wife!
[Hawk looks stunned, and Predator snarls, whipping him hard to the ropes! He plows Hawk down and the rebound with a sickening spear! He goes for the cover… One… Two… Th… Hawk kicks out!]
Roberts: No surprise we haven’t seen many pinfall attempts here, these guys are really all about pain and punishment, not the win!
[He hits Hawk so hard with the spear that the pair keep moving, planting Hawk hard into the corner with a thud. He's gasping for air and clutching his ribs. The Predator fires a Super Kick, and cracks Matt with such force he flies right over the turnbuckle out of the ring!]
Roberts: Out of the ring!! Man! What impact!
[The Predator finds Hawk outside the ring, supporting his weight on the steel steps, catching his breath, and smashes his face against them! Hawk is reeling! The Predator whips him back into the ring! Hawk is clutching at the ropes trying to stand as the Predator grabs him from behind! The Predator hurls Matt over in a huge German suplex! But wait! Hawk collides with the referee on the way over! Both Hawk and the referee are down!]
Johnny: Ohh no, a fragile referee! Where do we find these guys??
[The Predator looks apologetic as he goes over to check on the referee, attempting to revive him. Hawk is crawling up behind! The Predator doesn't see it! Hawk drills him with a huge low blow! What a sickening forearm to the junk! Hawk uses the Predator to stand, and spins behind to the full nelson! Face Lift! Matt Hawk drills the Predator with the face lift! He covers...The referee is out!]
Travis: Face lift!! Face lift!!
Johnny: No one can survive the Idol figure four and Hawk Face lift! This one is over!
Roberts: But there’s no referee guys!!
[Hawk stomps over to the referee, kicking his prone form, shouting for him to get up! He is going red in the face! The referee is moving, stirring, so Hawk turns his attention back to the Predator...And is speared with horrifying force! He folds in half clutching his abdomen, and the Predator looks down, shakes him head to clear it, and he has murder in his eyes!]
Roberts: Did you see that spear??
Travis: Ohh wow!
[He raises his arms to the crowd, and watches Hawk as he tries to stand! Hawk is on very unsteady legs, clutching his ribs! The Predator runs into him with a jumping knee to the gut that folds him over! Elbow to the back of the head! Front headlock! He raises his free arm, and then uses it to lift Hawk vertical! And he drives him over! The Predator plants Matt Hawk with the Final Glory!]
Roberts: The Final Glory!!
Johnny: Aww snap!
[The Predator covers! One...Two...Threeeee!!!]
Roberts: He did it! Predator got the win!
Travis: Cleanly and decisively!
[The Predator celebrates ecstatically, his managers running into the ring and embracing him as Hawk lies prone and unmoving! They are laughing and shouting slapping the big man on the back. Predator catches himself, however, and signals for his manager's to leave the ring, looking over at Hawk as his rival returns to his hands and knees. Lana and Johnny look confused, but they do as asked, and exit. The Predator walks over to Hawk, and drops to one knee. He offers his hand!]
Johnny: I don’t believe what I’m seeing! A gesture of good will between Predator and Hawk? Christmas wishes do come true, children.
[Hawk takes it, and the Predator helps him stand. Hawk looks at the big man, stoically...The Predator offers his hand, and says, “It's over, Matt. It's finally over.”! Hawk looks down, in awe, and shakes it! He responds with a half laugh, and fires back, “And I'm glad.” The two men hug! Wow!]
Travis: The way things were meant to be!
Roberts: We just witnessed a classic match, folks! Five stars!
[The Predator puts his arm around Matt Hawk, and the pair exit to the back together.]
