 Strike Fantasy Towers Friday Night Inferno™ With John Cartwright and Randy White April 18th, 2003 Friday Night 8:00pm
The lights in the arena fade and huge bursts of pyro shoot out of the Strike-Tron. The crowd goes nuts as the camera pans throughout the arena, revealing the sold out venue. As the lights come back up, Owner Adam Davidson is standing in the middle of the ring, mic in hand with a title belt over his shoulder. Owner Davidson: What's up everyone? Is everyone having a good night? The crowd roars. Owner Davidson: Good, good, hope you're entertained with what we have planned for you in terms of matches tonight. But actually, that's not the reason I am out here. I'm out here to talk about last week for a short second. The crowd pops, remembering the greatness of the main event last week Owner Davidson: You see, I made that four-way match for the SFT World Heavyweight Title not only to assure that the best man in the SFT won the World Title, but as a way to get some people I saw with the talent to show that. And I feel that I was very successful… The crowd cheers again for the Mr. Davidson, showing appreciation for the match and for the half owner of the company… Owner Davidson: And right now, I'd like to call out here not only the one I feel stepped up the most in that match, but your brand new SFT World Heavyweight Champion himself… Ladies and Gentleman, at this time, I'd like to call out to this ring "The Sweetness" Sean Lane. RW: Oh man, we were told that Owner Davidson had something important to do at the beginning of tonight's show, but calling out the new World Champion, what is he planning on doing? And what's with that title belt he's holding? JC: You got me…I'm just going watch and see what happens The lights drop immediately, "LapDance" by NERD starts over the sound system and blue and white pyro shoot out the sides of the entrance ramp. As the smoke clears, Sean Lane and Brandi James are standing at the top of the entrance ramp, looking out to the crowd. Both make their way straight down the ramp, without the usual playing and teasing of the fans, and right into the ring, standing right in front of Mr. Davidson. Brandi continues to walk towards Mr. Davidson and Sean raises in eye brow. She gives him a half hug which he returns, and then she backs off. Sean stares at her looking surprised and she hits him on the chest playfully. Sean's expression doesn't let up. Owner Davidson: Calm down you two...I'm here as the Owner of the SFT right now, and a very proud one at that. Sean, you and I have a long history. We go back a long time… and when I made that match for the World Title there wasn't a man I felt finally deserved that shot more than you. You really proved without a shadow of a doubt that you are one of the best in this business and I only called you out here tonight to present you with this brand new title belt. I want to thank you and thank the other three men involved in that match for their effort and for one of the best matches the Towers has seen in a long time. Mr. Davidson takes the new title belt from over his shoulder and hands it to Lane, who immediately has Brandi James place it around his waist and snap it up, resting right on top of the Lightweight Title that Lane already holds. Mr. Davidson then extends his hand to Lane. Lane looks into Brandi's eyes and then returns the motion, shaking hands with the man he's had numerous battles with. With that, Mr. Davidson leaves the ring, handing the microphone to the brand new World Champion to finally get to address the live crowd. Mr. Davidson heads up the entrance ramp as Lane starts to talk… JC: Oh my god, Sean Lane and Mad Dog…err, Adam Davidson just shook hands. I never thought I would see that… RW: Has Lane turned over a new leaf by winning the title? JC: Very possibly, lets here what he has to say. Lane: It's been one hell of a week for the Sweetness, hasn't it? Last week, I busted my ass and I finally achieved my goal here in the SFT. I won the World Heavyweight Title. Me, Sparks, Walsh and DVD put on the best match you'll ever see around here for the rest of time. In the past week, everyone and their mother has given me a call, written an email, and congratulated me on winning this here title. I appreciate it very deeply…but I have one question for all of you… RW: Lane seems so happy… finally at peace or something… JC: Yeah, this is weird… Lane: Where the hell were all of you when I wasn't the champion? Where the hell were all of you when I didn't have the gold? Where were my congratulations for just being as damn good as I am? Its funny how everyone wants to kiss your ass when you're the World Champion… RW: Why did I feel that coming? JC: That's the Sean Lane we all remember… Lane: Finally, the Sweetness has the World Heavyweight Title around his waist, but that doesn't change anything. You think I was cocky before, you haven't seen anything yet. You think I was a bad ass before, you haven't seen sh*t. JC: Oh no, bust out the censor… Lane: Finally, someone has the World Title for the first time ever that can finally bring some honor to it. Davidson…or should I say Mad Dogg. I may have shaken your hand, but that doesn't mean squat. You're still on my hit list you piece of trash and where you failed as champion, where you couldn't cut the mustard, Sean Lane will show you how its done. But Dogg, Davidson, whatever your calling yourself this week, you aren't my concern right now. I have another former World Champion who really couldn't cut it on my mind, has been since he started dodging the Sweetness over a year ago. He too is on the list of those who shouldn't have ever been blessed with this title… and I'm glad Dogg gave me a new belt…I wouldn't have had any pride in wearing one worn by this man. To me, he will always be Ace…now he goes by the name of Luke Tracey. Bitch, if you have any balls at all, get your ass out here and face me finally. I'm the World Champion, I call the shots now… RW: What the hell is Lane doing? Ace, I mean Luke, retired months ago… JC: Yeah, but we all know there is an unsolved history between the two and maybe Lane feels, with the World Title around his waist, its finally the time to settle it. RW: I don't even know if Luke is here tonight… Just then, without entrance or fanfare, Luke Tracey appears on top of the entrance ramp and starts walking down the ramp, mic in hand, and stops about three quarters of the way down. RW: Wonder why Luke stopped… JC: Would you want to get in there with the two hottest stars in the SFT? Brandi is on one hell of a tear and Lane just won the World Title…. RW: Good point… Lane walks over to the ropes, holding the second and third one apart. Sean Lane: Luke, come on down, come on in the ring, I'm not going to beat your ass, not tonight at least. Tracey looks to the crowd and the walks down and up the ring steps, entering the ring. Luke Tracey: Lane, what the hell do you want? You know I'm retired from the ring, you have no reason to call me out here. Sean Lane: Luke, Ace, shut the hell up and listen to what I have to say then you can get back to flogging sheep or whatever the hell you stupid Aussie's do. Here's why I called you out here. I want you to see what a real World Champion looks like. I want you to see, first hand, Sean Lane wearing this title and realize that I've already proven 100 times the champion that you ever could have been, even had you not retired. You see, I knew going in last week that I was going to win that match…there was no other championship material in it. Not Dave Van Damn, not Shawn Walsh, and definitely not that piece of trash I have to tag with tonight, Damien Sparks... With that, "Cocky" by Kid Rock hits. The crowd erupts as Damien Sparks comes strolling down to the ring, much to the surprise of Sean Lane and Brandi James. Lane's mouth drops as Tracey gets a huge smile over his. Sparks walks straight into the ring and takes the mic right out of the hands of Sean Lane… RW: Oh no, I think Lane said the wrong name there… JC: Yeah, Go Sparks… I knew you should have won last week. RW: What the hell is wrong with you… Damien Sparks: Lane, I think its about time you shut the hell up, you've already wasted more than enough of my time, the fans time and you've got our VP out here for no reason other than to rub your crotch in his face or some shit like that…. The crowd pops as Sparks looks extremely heated… Damien Sparks: Now Lane, you wont that title, but you didn't pin me. You beat a weaker link because, as we all know, you cannot defeat Wrestling's Numero Uno. But then you come out here and call out this man for nothing…I'm ashamed of you Sean. You have already let us all down as champion…let me show you what you don't already know… JC: Oh no, looks like Sparks wants a piece of his soon to be tag team partner right now… RW: This could reflect poorly on their teamwork later tonight… JC: No Shit, Sherlock… Sparks shrugs his shoulders and takes a step towards Lane, who is gearing up for what appears to be a fight he cant get out of. Tracey appears to be almost laughing when Sparks turns around and puts a boot into his gut. He then picks up Tracey and delivers the"Ego Trip". Lane and James both laugh, as Tracey lays on the mat, motionless… RW: Oh my god…a swerve JC: So Sparks doesn't hate Lane? Man, these two getting along? When did that happen… Damien Sparks: Lane, you were right. This guy is a piece of shit and he never deserved to hold that title. And he definitely does not deserve to be in the ring with two greats the likes of the Sweetness and Damien Sparks. But Lane, don't forget you do have something I want. We may be tagging a little here and there, but eventually, that title will be coming home…. Tracey starts to get up and Lane turns towards him, picking him up and delivering the "Lanebuster". Tracey is laid out and Brandi hits the ropes and nails the "Long Kiss Goodnight"… RW: Alright, this is getting to be a little much. The man is out of ring shape, he's retired… someone needs to get those guys out of there. With that Shawn Walsh and Knight charge down the entrance ramp and slide into the ring, just as the other three, Lane, Sparks and James, slide out. Walsh and Knight check quickly on Tracey but then head over, trying to get Lane and Sparks into the ring. Those two head up the entrance ramp as Knight and Walsh go back to check on Tracey. JC: That was one hell of a long and interesting start to tonight's show, I'll tell you… RW: I really don't see what Lane and Spark's point in calling out Luke Tracey was, but it was effective… JC: And did you see how Brandi was looking tonight? RW: Yeah, almost missed the whole segment because of it… Match Number
One The lights go out in the arena as the crowd wait in anticipation. Suddenly, the sound of screaming is heard and blue lights begin to flicker. As soon as the screaming stops, "Your Disease" by Saliva breaks out in the arena as the crowd begin to boo. Harvey Vaughn: The following match is a 4 way dance. Introducing first, from Toronto Canada, coming in at 6 feet and 220 lbs..CLAYTON WALKER. As the boo's increase, Clayton Walker walks out to greet the crowd. As soon as Clayton realizes they are booing, he flips them off and then walks down the ramp looking strangely at the crowd. Once at the bottom of the ramp, he then walks around the ring, still looking at the crowd weirdly. RW: Wow, how is it after one match, people hate this guy so much. JC: Probably because he speaks the truth..wrestling at the moment sucks. GO CLAYTON. Once he reaches the commentary box, he then gets up on to the apron, and then looks to the crowd and shakes his head in disapproval before climbing into the ring. As “Your Disease” fades out, the Strike-Tron flashes "When you hate it you know you can feel" as Fundamentally Loathsome blasts over the speaker system. Harvey Vaughn: From Bristol, she comes in at 5 feet 7 and 130 lbs. She is the Gothic Goddess..KASSIDY LEIGH SHADOWS. The lights bump to the beat and a green and silver laserlight travels around Kassidy as the vocal insue. Once in the ring she stretches and gets ready for her opponents. RW: He we go, sort of the match that was meant to be last week on Titans. JC: She was scared because she knows Clayton is the future of SFT. RW: Ugh..you are just so gullible. “Till I Collapse” by Eminem starts playing over the PA System. Kamikaze comes out followed by Dr. Rebecca Saint. Harvey Vaughn: Introducing next, he comes from Boston, he weights in at 6 feet 1 and 213lbs. Accompanied by Dr. Rebecca Saint..THE CRAZY ONE..KAMIKAZE. He's jumping around and making his way down the ramp playing to the crowd. He climbs into the ring and jumps onto a turnbuckle. RW: The former TV Champion is back in action as he competes against rookies tonight. Poor guy. JC: Poor guy, he gets to face Clayton Walker on his way to inspire people on how to be better wrestlers, he is lucky. I wish I was in his spot. He sticks his arms out and pretends he's an airplane. Then he jumps down and snaps his fingers and points at two turnbuckles and pyros go off of those two turnbuckles. As “Till I Collapse” fades out, the lights dim and "Bullets With Butterfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkin blast through the arena. Harvey Vaughn: And Lastly, from Tampa Bay, he comes to the ring at 6’6 and 230lbs..THE TWIZTED ONE..FRICTION. Walking out from backstage, Friction and appears and the crowd boos. Going to the right side of the entrance he taunts the crowd and pyros go off on that side. Then he makes his way over to the left side, taunts the crowd, and pyros go off on that side. RW: The man has become somewhat distant over the past few weeks. JC: Meh..he stands no chance against these guys, I say, get him off of TV and give Clayton Walker more time to speak. Then going to the middle he taunts the crowd and pyros go off all over the entrance, and alongside the ramp. Walking down to the ring and cursing out the crowd, he gets into the ring and looks at where he just entered until his music comes to a close. As all four people stand in separate corners, the ref, Ashton White, calls for the bell as from the get go, Walker, Shadows and Kamikaze all race over to Fiction and begin beating him down until he looks lifeless on the mat. Then suddenly, it changes as Walker then gets behind Kamikaze and brings him into the Torture Rack position. He then moves into the center of the ring. As he does then Shadows sees this and kicks Walker in the knee, but somehow he still manages to plant Kamikaze with a flapjack. JC: See that, that was initiative, something we have been missing here in SFT. RW: Whatever. Shadows then heads over to Kamikaze, checking to see if he is alright and bringing him up to his feet before kicking him in his stomach and Double arm DDTing him to the mat. From the corner, Walker watches this and smiles as Shadows gets back up. Walker then does the same thing, using the ropes. As Shadows goes to bring Kamikaze to his feet, Walker, then runs in front of her, bounces off of the second rope and hits a springboard clothesline. As Shadows goes down, Walker then races to the turnbuckle and climbs up it. He then looks down at Shadows and smiles as he leaps off, looking for a 450 leg drop, but Kamikaze pulls Shadows out of the way and Walker hits nothing but the mat. JC: What..how could he do that..oh wait..now I know why. RW: Why? JC: Kamikazi wants some. Kamikaze then gets up with Clayton as Kamikaze then drops Clayton to the mat with an inverted Tornado DDT. Clayton hits his head hard as Kamikaze leaps back to his feet, getting a second wind if will, and runs to the ropes farthest away from Shadows, bounces off of them and then hits his rolling thunder. Kamikaze then heads back to Shadows and brings her to her feet. He then sends her to the ropes, but somehow, Shadows reverses it and once Kamikaze comes back, she drops him with a drop toe hold and quickly races up his body to apply a STF. As this goes on, Walker then rolls outside of the ring and once again uses the ropes to get up. He then looks at Shadows as Kamikaze is about to tap out, but Walker leaps over the ropes and hits a frog splash on the both of them, sandwiching Shadows. JC: There we are. Innovation. Clayton Walker is my GOD. RW: Whatever. Walker then crawls his way over Friction and once he does, he grabs his feet and drags him into the center of the ring where he applies his “Creativity 101”. As soon as it is locked in, Friction taps out. JC: Two from two..Walker continues to show SFT how things get done. RW: An impressive I guess showing from Shadows, Walker and Kamikaze. Harvey Vaughn: The winner of this match via submission... Clayton Walker!
Brandi James vs. Violator [TV Title Match, ft. Special Ref. Dave Van Dam] RW: Our next match is Brandi vs. The Artist Known as Violator. This is for the Television Title! "Regulation Generation" hits and Dave Van Dam makes his way to the ring taunting. RW: Our special guest referee, none other than Dave Van Dam! JC: This should be a good match! RW: No doubt, there is alot to prove here! JC: Dave looks good as a zebra! "Headstrong" hits the PA system, and the lovely Brandi James. JC: This should be an exciting matchup! Look at her enter that ring, with a great ass, I mean passion and determination RW: I know what you meant. JC: What..? "One Arm Scissor"s plays over the speakers, firworks go off as the crowd goes wild. Violator walks out with his hand raised up. He makes his way down the ramp receiving cheers from the crowd. He climbs into the ring. JC: He's ready! The bell sounds. RW: Just look at the height of Violator! JC: Here we go, and they go right at it! They lock up, Violator gets the upper hand and twists Brandis arm. Brandi quickly sidekicks Violators knee and Violator releases the hold. Brandi pushes Violator up to the rope and throws him to the other side but is reversed, and a closeline by Violator! Brandi gets up and is pushed into the corner, Violator starts stomping a mudhole, Brandi quickly rolls out of the ring. Violator rolls out as well and grabs Brandi and attempts to throw Violators face into the turnbuckle pole but Violator reverses with a big hand chop! JC: That stings! Violator chops again! and Brandi backs up to the gaurd rail and moves along side. Violator follows, Brandi turns around and punches Violator in the stomach, and again, Violator pushes Brandi against the ring and Brandi climbs to the ring apron. Violator walks up behind and throws an elbow in Brandi's back, then throws her threw the second rope. Violator climbs the ring apron and climbs threw the ropes. Brandi gets up and dropkicks Violator against the ropes, Brandi gets up runs to one side of the ring and dropkicks Violator again. Brandi attempts it again but Violator quickly jumped and put his boot right in the face of Brandi. JC: Ouch! That's just like swinging a helmet at your head, that hurts! Brandi gets up once again as Violator rolls his arms around to loosen up. Brandi walks over to Violator and they tie up, Brandi gets the strength to put Violator in a headlock, Violator grabs Brandi and lifts her up and gives her a back body drop. Quickly grabs her legs and kicks her thigh. Brandi rolls over and over, Violator grabs her hair and lifts her up to her knees, then grabs her throat and lifts her up, then Brandi kicks Violator in the mid section, then Brandi does a school boy but doesnt even get a one count. Violator gets up on one knee, then suddenly Brandi bounces of the middle rope and dropkicks Violator in the head. Violator is now one his hands and knees, Brandi runs against the ropes and dropkicks Violator in the ribs and Violator is forced out of the ring. Brandi taunts and the crowd cheers, as Violator gets up slowly. Brandi grabs onto the ropes, jumps over and gives Violator a hurricarana! JC: Would you look at that! RW: Amazing! Brandi is really showing alot of aggression. JC: She should, when Violator hit her in the face with that steal chair, I thought she would have to get surgery. Thats such a pretty face! Brandi rolls back in the ring, but not before smacking Violator in the head a couple times. Brandi gets in the ring and runs to the other slide and slides out. Violator gets in the ring to only be confused of the fact that Brandi isnt there. Behind him Brandi quickly climbs the turnbuckle and as Violator turns around, Brandi soars threw the air and kicks Violators face in. JC: Yeah! RW: What intellegence! Brandi covers Violator for the pin. DVD: 1............2....KICKOUT! Brandi starts stomping away at Violator who is checking his face for blood. She gets him up and attempts to throw him against the turnbuckle but Violator reverses it and throws Brandi against the ropes. Violator charges and Brandi moves quickly out of the way! Violator backs up slowly wobbling, Brandi jumps of the second rope and delivers a devistating neckbreaker! Violator is laying face up in the middle of the ring. Brandi looks around at the crowd as the crowd cheers. She makes her way up the turnbuckle. JC: A feel a Long Kiss Goodnight! Would'nt that be making out? Brandi gets up on the top turnbuckle but Violator quickly makes his way up and charges at her, she quickly kicks him and he backs up, she kicks him again but he shakes it off and he grabs her by the throat and Brandi punches Violator with both hands in the face, she grabs his arms, jumps up and moves in midair and delivers the Final Nail! DVD: 1.........2.........3! RW: Brandi has won it with an outragous move! Headstrong hits the PA. The crowd goes nuts as DVD raises the arm of Brandi. JC: Violator is bleeding! Paybacks a bitch! RW: She just made a statement! You mess with Brandi, you get messed with back alot worse! JC: Yeah Violator, dont ever hit Brandis beautiful face again! Dave Vam Dam grabs the belt and hands it to Brandi as Brandi holds it in the air. JC: You know, I hope she wears that everyday, and only that! Harvey Vaughn: And the winner of this match by pinfall... Brandi James!!! SkorchD vs. Damien Casanova [US Title #1 Contendership Match] The camera cuts to the Strike-Tron to show Owner Davidson sitting in his office. Owner Davidson: Unfortunately, neither gentlemen in the next match found the time in their Oh so busy schedules to show up tonight. If neither are here next week, I'd like them to know they will walk the plank. Kidding? I don't think so. The scene cuts back to the ring. Harvey Vaughn: This match has been ruled a no contest. Main Event The sound of beating drums echo the arena as the crowd goes silent. When the last beat is heard, the lights go out. Within 10 seconds, red lights flicker arena the arena as "Down With The Sickness" by Disturbed blasts throughout the arena. Harvey Vaughn: Ladies and Gentlemen, Strike fantasy Towers Vice President... LUKE TRACEY. As the song blares out, smoke arises from beneath the stage and fills the entrance. Within seconds, the entrance is filled with smoke and two red lights beam from behind the smoke leaving a shadow of a man. The crowd goes nuts as the man steps outside of the smoke and is revealed as Ace. Ace stands on top of the stage look towards the crowd before walking the ramp. RW: SFT’s former World Champion and Vice President making his second appearance of the night. JC: I feel so glad that he retired, he never was any good. He then slides into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and taunts the crowd, as the crowd goes nuts again. He then jumps off and walks over to the opposite turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. He then pulls out a mic from his pants pockets. Luke Tracey: Yes I am back. As we all know, Sean Lane and myself have always had a problem, but see, like the last time we met each other, I shall get the last laugh. You see, I was going to go see Mad Dogg and ask him to put me in this match somehow, but then it finally clicked... I am the Vice President. I make my own rules here. So tonight, in this very ring, I shall make my return, but not to wrestle, but to be special Guest referee for this Main Event match. JC: What... he can’t do that, that’s cheating, wait.. .I like cheating. RW: Ahh... yeah you do. JC: So this whole time I could have enjoyed Ace... well blow me down. The lights dim and "Lapdance" by N.E.R.D. starts up. As the bass line picks up, two shots of blue pyro shoot straight up towards the arena's rafters. Harvey Vaughn: The following match is a regular Tag Team match. Introducing first, he is the current World Heavyweight Champion... THE SWEETNESS... SEAN LANE. As the smoke clears, Lane is standing with arms outstreched and Brandi James clutching around his waist holding the World Title up and then makes his way slowly down the ramp and around the ring, taunting the fans. JC: The World Champion is in the house. RW: This is his first match as the World Champion, so it will be interesting to see how things go. He then crawls into the ring and goes into two opposite corners, each time raising his arms and yelling back at the fans before going over towards the entrance again and kissing Brandi James before getting ready to start the match. “Lapdance” fades out, the arena lights cut out for a moment, then suddenly red and white lights flicker all round the arena, then "Cocky" hits and the arena fills with boo's. Harvey Vaughn: And his partner, from Toronto Canada, a proud member of The Foundation... DAMIEN SPARKS. Red and white pyro streams from the top of the entrance with "Wrestling's Numero Uno" Damien Sparks standing just in front of it. JC: The definition of Coolness right there. He truly is “Wrestling’s Numero Uno.” RW: Ah yeah..whatever. He looks around at the crowd with an arrogant smile on his face as he slowly makes his way to the ring, taunting the jeering fans on the way. The words "In Shawn We Trust... Mortal..." followed by a cocky chuckle are spoken over the PA system. Suddenly, two huge, gold lightning bolts strike from the sides of the stage. Blue pyro goes off from the points of impact and move to the center to meet in one giant explosion. Red strobe lights then begin to flash about the arena as "Not Falling" by Mudvayne blasts throughout the arena. Harvey Vaughn: And their opponents, from Jacksonville... SHAWN WALSH. The crowd rises to their feet with horrendous boos as they know who is coming out. Sudenly, "The Answer" Shawn Walsh emerges from the backstage area, followed closely behind by Andrew Foley. Shawn taunts the crowd on stage for a moment as Andrew points at his "prodigy". Walsh smirks and then makes his way down to the ring. He leaps up onto the apron and flashes his million dollar smile. He paces back and forth on the apron for a moment as Andrew laughs from ringside. RW: The third member of last weeks huge 4 way dance. He may have just missed out last week, but lets see if he can change his luck this week. JC: You talk too much. He then leaps over the top rope and into the ring. He climbs the far turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd, recieiving even more boos. Shawn flicks the crowd off and then spits out to the sea of fans just before Led Zeppelin's "In My Time of Dying" starts up with the slow intro, but Knight does not appear immediately. Harvey Vaughn: And his partner, the current SFT Intercontinental Champion... KNIGHT. As the heavier guitar riff tears through the arena, Knight finally emerges and stands in front of the entrance area, feeding on the adrenaline. RW: The Intercontinental Champion is here. JC: Yes, but the most important thing... the former World Champion is here. You always forget the importanr things. He makes his way to the ring and over to the nearest turnbuckle, where he takes in the crowd for a moment before hopping down from the middle rope to greet his partner. “In My Time of Dying” fades out as both Knight and Damien Sparks step out of the ring and Luke begins the match. The bell rings, and both run at each other. Walsh goes for a clothesline, but Sean baseball slides past him and gets back up just before Walsh can turn around, and Sean punches Walsh once, and then and then again. Lane then sends Walsh to the ropes, but Walsh reverses it, and once Lane comes back, Walsh arm drags Lane. Lane gets back up and runs to Walsh again who then drop toe holds him. Lane back up again and runs at Walsh again, but this time, he stops as Walsh goes for another arm drag, but this time, Lane drop kicks him down. RW: The World Champion not being out smarted that time as he drops Lane to mat. JC: Walsh will be back, he is a smart worker and can take you down in any move at any time. Lane then quickly tags in Sparks and as Sparks gets into the ring, Walsh crawls over to Knight and makes the tag there. As Knight gets into the ring, Sparks rushes over, grabs the middle and rams it up into his groin. Sparks does this about five more times before Knight just flops into the ring. Luke then quickly races over Sparks and pulls him away from Knight and starts getting up Sparks. Sparks says he doesn’t have to lisent cause he doesn’t have a refs shirt. Suddenly out his pocke, Luke pulls out a ref’s shirt and puts in on and pulls Sparks back s Walsh then gets into the ring. Luke then lets Sparks back into combat, but it is too late as Walsh low blows Sparks. Walsh then sets up Walsh for his “Engulfed” which he hits. As he does, Lane is on the other side getting up Luke. Luke heads over and starts arguing with him. As that happenes, Walsh goes for the pin, but Luke is too busy arguing with Lane, so Walsh goes over to argument and gets involved. As this happens, Sparks get back up. As he does, Knight gets into the ring and looks to take down Sparks, but Sparks superkicks Knight down. RW: Sparks is fighting back it seems. JC: Quick, somebody tell Walsh. Sparks then heads over to Walsh, as he walks right up and high angle backdrops Walsh to the mat. Sparks then goes over to Luke and thanks him for not counting. This enrages the Vice President as he heads over Sparks, and just as Sparks is about to make a move on Walsh, Luke then spins Sparks around and then Blackjacks him to the ground. Luke gets right back and with a huge smile. But suddenly, two arms wrap around him and Luke is lifted off the ground as he is snap suplexed once, and then again and then again. The man then gets up and it is seen as Lane. Lane then brings Luke to his feet, and then suddenly hits the Taste of The Sweetness on Luke. RW: This is sheer anarchy, somebody stop it. JC: Ahh..man it feels good to see that... GO LANE. RW: Don’t say that, that is just cruel, Luke has wrestled for over two months, you insensitive clown. JC: Oh shut up. Lane then notices referee Chris Nevels running down the ring and Knight getting up via the ropes. So quickly, Lane drags Sparks over Walsh and then drop kicks Knight out of the ring and then gets out as well. In the ring, Nevels slides into the ring and makes the count. Ref Nevels: One... Two... Three!!! RW: NOO... that is so unfair. JC: Cheer up, the more talented guys won. RW: Talented my ass. In the ring, Lane gets back into the ring and heads straight to Luke and begins trashing him as he lies back down on the mat. He then grabs Sparks and rolls him out of the ring as he stands on the ramp holding his arm in the air and holding Sparks up. Harvey Vaughn: And the winners of this match by pinfall, Damien Sparks and Sean Lane!!! RW: Well everybody we're out of time... JC: Good night! See you on Slaughter!
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