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INFERNO
OPENING
The opening pyros go off in every which direction and the fans jump with
excitement as Friday Inferno hits the air.
JC: Hello everyone and welcome to Inferno!
RW: Im Randywhite alongside Johny C. Mad Dogg isn't here yet, so let's just get started!
MATCH
NUMBER ONE
Gargantuflem
vs. Des Reed
Rookie
Match
The lights dim and the fans grow excited in anticipation for the first match. Des Reed's music hits and he makes his way to the ring. He bounces off the ropes a few times while he waits for his oppenent. Suddenly the Strike-Tron lights up and shows a prerecorded tape of Prez. Mad Dogg standing in a black background.
Mad Dogg: Hello boys and girls in TV Land. I know you know I'm not in the arena yet, and that I have a few announcements to make when I get there. However, I have one announcement to make right now. Garglerofcum, or whatever that fucker's name was, has been released of his contract. I fired him for looking stupid yesterday. Sorry for your inconvience Mr. Reed. You win this one via forfeit, better luck next week.
The tape cuts to static. Reed looks around at the audience, shrugs his shoulders, then climbs the turnbuckle and showboats as his music plays again.
JC: A nice little win for Mr. Reed.
RW: But a disapointing begining to our show. Let's take a quick commercial break then move on.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Des Reed via firing!!
COMMERCIAL
A commercial for the Jurassic Park 3 DVD fades in.
"This Tuesday you can be a part of the action with the Jurassic Park III DVD! With never before scenes and special effects secrets revealed! A DVD you can't miss. Be sure to pick one up in your local entertainment store!"
Commercial over.
MATCH
NUMBER TWO
Orange Bullet vs. Kris Ryder
Standard
Match
RW: Well people, we're back and hopefully we have something better for you than that last piece of crap.
JC: We can only hope.
Orange Bullet's music hits and he makes his way out the ring, he rolls in and leans up against the ropes waiting for Kris Ryder to come out. When Kris Ryder's music finally hits he comes running down to the ring, he gets in and Bullet quickly begins to pound on him.
RW: Bullet is really beating on Ryder here.
Ryder is trying to protect himself but it isn't working. Bullet then goes for a snap suplex, but Ryder blocks it and delivers a few quick kicks to the mid section of Bullet. Ryder then whips Bullet into the ropes and goes for a standing drop kick, he hits it and Bullet falls, but quickly gets back up. The Ryder gives him a clothesline and Bullet falls and gets up again real quick. Bullet this time is able to see the next clothesline coming and ducks it…he ducks and grabs Ryder and delivers a german suplex.
JC: Beautiful suplex!
Ryder is down and and is rolling around grabbing the back of his head. He slowly gets up and is stumbling around. He then sees Bullet charging at him and he charges as well, the 2 men hit each other with a clothesline, causing them to both fall to the mat and not move. The ref counts…1…2….3….4….5….6, Ryder begins to move, so does Bullet.
RW: These two are practically out like a light... I think this one's over....
Bullet gets up first and goes to the top rope and is waiting for Ryder to turn around, when he does Ryder quickly charges at Bullet and drop kicks him right off the turnbuckle and to the arena floor. Ryder then gets tot he top turnbuckle as well and leaps off, going for an elbow drop, he nails it and Bullet stops moving, and Ryder does so as well. The ref counts….1….2….3….4….5…..6…..7…..8….9…. both men stagger up!
JC: That was a close one Randy!
The men meet in the middle of the ring and begin to exchange punches. Ryder takes advantage and throws Bullet to the ropes. He catches him in a belly to belly suplex and plants Bullet to the mat. Ryder springs to his feet and starts showboating. He ends the showboating quickly and runs to the ropes. He jumps on the second rope and uses it to catapault himself into a missile drop kick. He catches Bullet right in the chest and sends him flying to the outside.
RW: That was definitely cool!
JC: What do you know about cool?
RW: Shut up.
The ref begins counting again, but at eight Ryder decides he doesn't want a win by count out, so he goes to the top rope. He taunts the crowd for a second, then jumps off the top towards Bullet. Bullet suddenly moves out of the way and Ryder comes crashing down on the barrier. He bounces off hard and flies back into the ring apron. Bullet picks Ryder up and rolls him back into the ring. Bullet then climbs to the top himself and his about to go for a frog splash. Suddenly, Bullet falls off the top after a huge cracking noise is heard. The camera zooms in and standing behind the turnbuckle, on the streel steps, holding a chair, is Knight!!
JC: Knight is back!
RW: And the bitch just ruined the match!
JC: Quiet Randy, he'll come over here and ruin you!
Knight steps through the ropes and waits for Ryder to get up. He nails Ryder square in the face with the chair. Then he nails Bullet again, also in the face. The ref calls for the bell, which brings Knight's attention to him. Knight raises the chair then cracks the referee as well. Knight raises the chair into the air as his music hits then he casually walks to the back as if nothing happened.
RW: Well, Knight is back, and he means business!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Double Count Out!!
Orange Bullet begins to stagger to his feet. Suddenly, Apocalypse hops the guard rail and gets in the ring. He sneaks up behind Bullet and taps him on the shoulder. Bullet spins around, and Apoc nails "Creative Thinking"!
JC: What a bad night for Orange Bullet!
RW: I know!
JC: But what's Apoc's deal?
RW: Who knows these days.
JC: I know it's time for a commercial, we'll be right back!
COMMERCIAL
SFT fades to a commercial for the newest episiode of Dark Angel.
Jessica Alba is shown acting like a stripper to do an inside job.
Commercial over.
MADDOGGZ
PRODUCTIONS PRESNTS
BURN OF THE WEEK
The camera cuts to a replay of Wednesday Night War.
Apoc is now up on his feet, and he staggers over to Barrera's back and goes to nail him with a chair. Dogg suddenly pushes Barrera out of the way, kicks Apoc in the gut, Dogg Byte!!
Steve: WHAT?!?!?!?!
Phil: What in the hell was that?!?!?
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Steve: What are we seeing here?
Phil: Tell me these two aren't working together... tell me it isn't so!
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Steve: But..... is Dogg and Outlaw?
END CLIP
RINGSIDE
Suddenly the lights go out. The miniature lights on stage start blinking red as the arena lights flash green. "Intro DMX-Regulator Remix" hits the speakers, and Mad Dogg walks onto the stage wearing jeans and one of his logo T-Shirts. The crowd erupts with cheers and chants. Kids wave their signs and Mad Dogg memorabilia as the SFT President makes his way to the ring. He sticks his hands out to the side so he can slap the hands of all the fans sitting near the ramp. Dogg reaches the end of the ramp and climbs the steps into the ring. He goes to the turnbuckle and raises his arms into the air. Dogg steps down and walks to the turnbuckle diagonal to the first one and repeats the process. Dogg gets down again and lets his music fade out before grabbing a mic from the announcer.
Mad Dogg: Wattup SFT?!?! Now I know alot of you have to be wondering, why has Mad Dogg joined the Immortal Outlawz. What is it about the Immortal Outlawz that's got Mad Dogg interested. And the biggest question of all, why did Mad Dogg knock Apocalypse into next fucking week to align himself with Tony Barrera!??!?
Suddenly Blade's music hits......
MATCH
NUMBER THREE
Anthrax vs. Blade
Standard
Match
The Daywalker makes his way to the ring as Mad Dogg is speaking. Blade shadow boxes on the ramp and throws in a shadow ax-kick for good measure. Blade climbs the steps and his about to step through the ropes when Dogg throws his hand up and blade stops in his tracks.
Mad Dogg: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking punk. I canceled this match so I can finish my little speech here. Anthrax said he couldn't show up so I'm putting him on leave and awarding you the match. Congradulations... now get your ass in the back and let me finish.
Blade mouths a few harsh words at Dogg and Dogg returns the favor. Blade says whatever and showboats his victory as "" plays again and he heads to the back. The announcer announces Blade the winner by forfeit and Mad Dogg continues his speech.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Blade via forfeit!
Mad Dogg: So where was I? Oh yes. I was about to answer all the questions people everywhere have been asking me. And forgive me, but I will answer a question with a question. Why WOULDN'T I join the Immortal Outlawz?!?!? Just look at the damn roster! We have the SFW World Champion, the United States Champion, the Hardcore Champion, and soon enough, we will regain the XCW championship and the Intercontinental Championship. This faction has legends, it has youth, and it has champions. The only thing it didn't have was coperate power, and now, they have that to. Once again, the words Mad Dogg are synonomous with success, and all is right with the world. With that, I leave you.
Dogg drops the mic, then walks towards the announce table and places on his head set.
Mad Dogg: Hey guys, miss me?
JC: Of course!
RW: Here we go......
JC: You better mean to commercial Randy or Dogg will slap you for your stupidity.
RW: Commercial!
COMMERCIAL
A commercial for the next SFT PPV fades in.
"Be sure to order SFT Presents: When Hell Freezes Over, live on Pay-Per View December 30th, 2001!"
Commercial over.
MATCH
NUMBER FOUR
Switchblade vs. Amp
Standard
Match
RW: welcome back everyone, that PPV may be one of the best SFT has thrown this year!
JC: Now it's time for Switchblade to take on Amp, this should be a promosing match.
"In the End" blast over the speakers and Switchblade makes his way to the ring receiving a decent pop. He showboats for a second then rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. He springs to his feet and bounces off the ropes once while waiting for Amp. "One Step Closer" hits and so do the jeers. Amp walks onto the ramp and the fans go into a booing frenzy.
Mad Dogg: Wow these people are really all over Amp tonight.
JC: Dogg, who's your pick for this one?
Mad Dogg: Well the thing is I just can't tell. Amp's definitely got the skill and experience to put Switchblade down pretty quickly, but Amp just hasn't had his heart into it lately. Switchblade definitely has, and in my opinion, that gives him a huge advatange over the veteran.
RW: Well we're about to find out just how true that is!
The bell rings and the two men begin circling each other. Amp advances on Switchblade looking for the grapple, but Switchblade sides steps and scoops Amp into a German suplex. Amp bounces hard but manages to get to his feet. Switchblade grabs Amp's arm and tosses him to the ropes. On the rebound Switchblade nails a tilt-a-whirl slam but doesn't go for the cover. Instead Switchblade picks Amp back up and lifts him for a scoop slam, but brings Amp down into a fire thunder driver.
JC: What a powerful move by Switchblade!
RW: I didn't know he could do that.
Switchblade bounces back up and takes to the ropes. He comes off with an elbow drop, then hooks the leg.
RW: Switchblade could have him already!
Mad Dogg: Amp's heart rate may be low, but he's not dead Randy. Not yet anyways.
The ref makes the count but Amp gets his shoulder up at two. Switchblade lifts Amp back up and goes for another irish whip. Amp counters and pulls Switchblade right into a knee to the gut. Switchblade hits with such impact that he does a flip in midair and lands on his back.
JC: You know he'll be feeling that one in the morning!
RW: I think he's feeling it already!
Amp quickly jumps to the second rope and executes a split-legged moonsault onto Switchblade. Even coming from Amp, the move gets a fair pop. Amp picks Switchblade back up and whips him into the corner. Switchblade hits hard and comes bouncing back out. Amp measures Switchblade then knocks him down with a sharp spin kick. He's in the perfect diagonal position for Amp to finish him off. Amp sees this and takes to the top turnbuckle.
JC: It's over already?
RW: Are we gonna see "High Velocity"?
JC: I think so.....
Amp backflips off the tope rope and connects......no! Switchblade throws his right boot straight up in the air and catches Amp square in the faces as he comes down. Amp's head snaps backwards and you can hear the contact echo throughout the arena. Amp flies back and snaps down to the mat as the entire crowd lets out a huge gasp.
Mad Dogg: Holy......
JC: He missed!
RW: My Lord did he miss!
Mad Dogg: Well it's either time to hold a second Pettis funeral or it's time for Switchblade to capitilize and end this thing.
Switchblade springs to his feet and walks over to the fallen Amp. He lifts Amp's legs and crosses them between his own left. Switchblade then turns Amp over and reaches to grab his head in a camel clutch position.
JC: Entering the Darkside!!!
RW: That's all right there!
Mad Dogg: If Amp's even alive to tap out that is....
The camera zooms in on Amp's face and his eyes are closed. He reaches up with his last bit of energy and taps the mat repeatedly. The ref calls for the bell and has Switchblade announced the winner.
Mad Dogg: What a win for Switchblade!
RW: And here come the EMT's for Amp!
Medical assistants swarm the ring, one pushing a stretcher. They set Amp up in a neck brace then put him on the stretcher and wheel him to the back. During this time Switchblade is on the turnbuckle facing the ramp, showboating over his victory and watching Amp being wheeled up the ramp.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Switchblade via submission!!!
Suddenly the lights go out and everything is dark.
Mad Dogg: What the hell is going on now?
The lights stay out for about thirty seconds, then they flash back on. Switchblade is laid out in the middle of the ring, and standing above him, beating him with a steel chair, is Jam!!!!
JC: Jam is back!
RW: The former SFW champion is back and showing his loyalty to Dead Pac!
Mad Dogg: Ya, and he's fucking with a member of my crew. 'Scuse me for a minute gentleman.....
Dogg throws down his headset and slides in the ring. He walks towards Jam but Jam throws down the chair and rolls out of the ring, wanting no part of a two on one. Jam's music hits the speakers as he walks backwards up the ramp, and he meets the Shadow at the top, who looks down at the ring and smiles. Dogg leans on the top rope and stares back at him.
JC: Well Jam has returned and beaten the hell out of Switchblade.
RW: Dogg tried to make the save but the damage was done. Maybe we should get a second EMT vehicle out here for Switchblade......
COMMERCIAL
A commercial for a gym comes on.
"Make your new years resolution early, sign up now and lose the pounds BEFORE the holidays!"
Commercial over.
MATCH
NUMBER FIVE
Knife vs. Evan Corbyn
Standard
Match
"I Can Do That" hits and Knife makes his entrance followed by Mosh Girl. "Halo" hits and Evan Corbyn walks to the ring as well. The two men begin to circle each other as the bell sounds and the match is official.
RW: Corbyn almost became SFW World Champion in recent weeks ya know.
Mad Dogg: Ya, almost. When I get my shot, I there will be no almost about it.
RW: Easier said then done.
Mad Dogg: Maybe so but I can EASILY put you through this table.
RW: Point noted....
Corbyn grapples Knife and pulls him into a side head lock. Knife battles out and throws Corbyn to the ropes. Corbyn comes off and ducks a spin kick. He continues running and bounces off the other ropes. Corbyn catches Knife with a falling neckbreaker then both bounce up. Knife comes at Corbyn with a punch but Corbyn spins Knife into a choke hold. Corbyn almost locks it in, but Knife bails out with a snapmare. Knife locks in a headlock of his own. Corbyn throws a kick above him though and catches Knife in the head.
JC: Hahahaha!
Mad Dogg: Nice move by Corbyn there.
Corbyn springs to his feet and takes to the ropes. He comes off looking for a dropkick, but Knife catches him with a powerbomb. Knife gets back up now and lifts Corbyn with him. He pulls Corbyn close, and nails a snap suplex. Corbyn writhes in pain but Knife doesn't let up. Knife stomps on Corbyn's ribs, then picks him up again. He scoops Corbyn up, and plants him back down with a falcon's arrow.He holds for a cover, but only gets two.
RW: Close call for Corbyn there.
Knife lifts Corbyn up yet again and begins to chop him in the chest very hard. He backs Corbyn into the corner and changes the chops into right hands. Suddenly, Corbyn grabs Knife by the shoulders, and tosses him into the corner! Corbyn begins to stomp away on Knife's mid section. He gives one final boot then allows Knife to stagger out. Following this, he plants Knife with an evenflow DDT.
JC: That was a sharp DDT by Corbyn....
Corbyn suddenly gets up and crawls outside the ring.
RW: What's he doing?
Corbyn throws back the ring apron and sticks his arm under. He comes back up holding a steel chair.
JC: He's going to finish off Knife! That's what he's doing Randy!
On the other side of the ring, Knife is hanging over the side. Corbyn rolls back in the ring with his chair and waits for Knife to get up. Suddenly Knife jolts around and swings a chair of his own! Corbyn swings at the same time, the two chairs connect, and bounce back into each other's faces.
Mad Dogg: Hahahaha! What a couple of clowns!
The referee is completey confused about what to do, but he knows to call for the bell. After a minute of thinking, he has the match ruled a double disqualification.
Mad Dogg: Good call.
JC: Decent match.
RW: Commercial!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Double DQ!!
COMMERCIAL
A commercial for the marines fades in.
"You can be one of us!"
Commercial over.
AMERICAN
AIRLINES PRESENTS
FLIGHT OF THE NIGHT
The camera rewinds to earlier in the night during the Amp/Switchblade match up.
Amp takes to the top turnbuckle.
RW: Are we gonna see "High Velocity"?
JC: I think so.....
Amp backflips off the tope rope and connects......no! Switchblade throws his right boot straight up in the air and catches Amp square in the faces as he comes down. Amp's head snaps backwards and you can hear the contact echo throughout the arena. Amp flies back and snaps down to the mat as the entire crowd lets out a huge gasp.
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JC: He missed!
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Switchblade springs to his feet and walks over to the fallen Amp. He lifts Amp's legs and crosses them between his own left. Switchblade then turns Amp over and reaches to grab his head in a camel clutch position.
JC: Entering the Darkside!!!
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The camera zooms in on Amp's face and his eyes are closed. He reaches up with his last bit of energy and taps the mat repeatedly. The ref calls for the bell and has Switchblade announced the winner.
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Mad Dogg: What a win for Switchblade
RW: And here come the EMT's for Amp!
Medical assistants swarm the ring, one pushing a stretcher. They set Amp up in a neck brace then put him on the stretcher and wheel him to the back.
END CLIP
RINGSIDE
RW: And there you saw earlier tonight when Switchblade completely took Amp's head off with that boot to the face. Amp could be out a long time due to that.
Mad Dogg: I think Switchblade's alot tougher than people give him credit for, maybe this is a sign of things to come.
JC: All I know, is that the main event is up next, and it's a battle of legends!
RW: That's right, Fireball is challenging Kyle Murphy for the US Title!
MAIN
EVENT MATCH
Fireball vs. Kyle Murphy
US
Title Match
"Click, Click, Boom" explodes into the arena, and so does Fireball accompanied by Dave Van Dam. The two stop to showboat on stage, and get a pretty good reaction. They walk down to the ring and both get in. They begin to talk about Fireball's upcoming match when.... The lights go black in the arena. Fireball and DVD pause in the ring and remain motionless. The lights come back up and Blade stands in the ring. Fireball, Blade and DVD engage in a stare down. DVD starts to move forward at Blade but Fireball stops him with an arm. Fireball smiles and sticks out his hand, which Blade accepts. Blade and DVD shake hands as Fireball reaches for the microphone.
Fireball: Hahaha, the newest member of the Fatal 4, BLADE! Now, I, like you, do not know if the 4 is now complete. Amp has all but disappeared from the public eye as of late. If he reemerges soon, the Fatal is finally complete. If not, there a plenty of men who will shifted though to be chosen as the forth member. In any case, the Fatal 4 has just gotten stronger than many of you have ever imagined. I can't wait to see what's next!
JC: Holy Macaroni! Blade has joined the Fatal 4!
Mad Dogg: So Blade joined the Fatal 4.... whoopty dooo.
RW: What's your problem.? That's BIG news.
Mad Dogg: Did he join the Immortal Outlaws?
RW: Well no but...
Mad Dogg: Ah, ah, ah. Point proven.
RW: I hardly think that...
Mad Dogg: Shhhhhhhh! The match is about to start!
RW: Ass.....
Mad Dogg: Boy you really want to....
"In the End" hits the speakers and cuts Mad Dogg off. Kyle Murphy hits the stage wearing the US title proudly over his shoulder. Dogg stands up and claps as Murphy makes his way to the ring. Murphy rolls under the bottom rope and hands his title to the ref. The ref then forces Blade and DVD out of the ring. The bell rings and Murphy charges right at Fireball.
JC: Here we go! Main event!
Murphy grabs Fireball in a grapple and flings him to the corner. He begins stomping on him quickly then grabs him by the arm. He swiftly throws Fireball to the other corner and follows up with a body splash. Both men bounce out and Murphy catches Fireball with a hip toss. Fireball bounces right back up and walks into a drop toe hold. Fireball gets right back up again and goes for a clothesline. Murphy ducks and pulls Fireball into a side Russian leg sweep.
Mad Dogg: Beautiful move by Murphy right there. Come on, pin him!
Murphy goes into a half pin, and only gets a one count. Murphy grabs Fireball by the hair and quickly picks him back up. He goes to whip Fireball, but instead pulls him back into a short arm clothesline. Murphy puts all of his body weight into the clothesline and goes rolling as well. He springs back up and throws his hands in the air to showboat. The fans respond with a fair reaction as Murphy heads back towards Fireball. Fireball is staggering to his feet and Murphy plants a boot in his gut. He sets up for the vertical suplex, but Fireball counters with a knee followed by a suplex of his own.
RW: Good counter there by Fireball.
Mad Dogg: Ehh, it was alright.
Fireball gets right back up and meets Murphy in the middle of the ring. Fireball greets him with an eye rake then spins him into a back breaker. Fireball knows that won't be nearly enough so he bounces off the ropes and drops a knee into Murphy's face. Fireball still isn't satisfied so he lifts Murphy back to his feet and launces him into the corner. Murphy hitd hard and bounces back out quickly. Fireball then catches Murphy with a spinebuster and floats into a cover. Ref counts, but Murphy gets a shoulder up by two.
JC: Nice try by Fireball.
Mad Dogg: Yet it was a failed attempt.
Fireball argues with the ref and slaps his hand three times. The ref says it was a two count but Fireball disagrees. He relectantly lifts Murphy back to his feet and starts to work on him again with a sharp jab to the face. Fireball then backs Murphy into the ropes, then pulls him right into a knee to the gut. Fireball then throws Murphy to the other ropes and does the same thing. Fireball keeps his grasp on Murphy's arm, and twirls him around, then snaps back and thrust his shoulder into Murphy's arm. Fireball twirls Murphy's arm again, reaches around his neck with his other arm, then excecutes a front Russian leg sweep.
RW: Fireball is systematically breaking apart Murphy here!
Mad Dogg: Fireball is systematically breaking apart Murphy here.... sssssshhuuuttt uppppp.....
RW: What the hell crawled up your butt?!? What's your deal with Fireball.
Mad Dogg: First of all, it's what crawled up your but, Mr. President. Second, I just don't like the guy.
Fireball hooks the leg suddenly, and the ref counts, 1......2...... kick out! Murphy gets his shoulders off the mat just in time. Fireball really thinks he had the three count here and gets in the refs face. He argues the three count with the ref, but when he keeps his decision, Fireball pushes the ref into the corner. The ref pushes back, and Murphy catches Fireball in a roll up pin! Ref counts, 1....2.... roll out! Fireball gets right back to his feet, but only to be clotheslined right back down by Murphy! They both bounce up again and meet in the middle of the ring. Murphy goes into series of swift, hard jabs, then quickly bounces Fireball to the ropes and catches him in a powerslam. Murphy hooks the leg, 1...2.... shoulder up!
JC: What a burst of energy by Murphy!
Mad Dogg: I know huh? Let's see if he can keep it going.
Murphy quickly lifts Fireball right back up and delivers some more jabs. Once he has Fireball stunned, Murphy bounces to the ropes ready for a flying elbow, but a loud snap is heard, followed by Murphy hitting the mat.
JC: What the hell just happened?
The camera zooms in on a fallen Murphy, and splinters are seen all around him. The camera then zooms past Murphy, and you can see the handle of what would be a baseball bat in the hand of Blade!
RW: Blade just broke a baseball bat over Murphy's back!
Mad Dogg: Gee, thanks for clearing that up for us Nancy Drew.
JC: Ah! This isn't a hardcore match!
Fireball has been arguing with the referee now, keeping him distracted. Blade reaches in and sweeps out the pieces of wood that shattered from the bat. Fireball now climbs to the top, and hits the "Last Resort" to put the final touches on Murphy. Fireball hooks the leg, and the referee counts 1....2.......3! The bell rings, and the US title is awarded to Fireball as his name is announced and Click Click Boom hits again.
Mad Dogg: Well that's a damn shame.
RW: I think Fireball had him beat anyway.
Mad Dogg: Well that would have been great, but I didn't ask what you thought, did I?
RW: Another point noted.....
WINNER OF THIS MATCH & NEW US CHAMPION: Fireball via pinfall!!!
INFERNO CLOSING
JC: Well everyone, we've had a fun filled night with some good match ups and some interesting returns.
RW: Be sure to tune in tomorrow night for Slaughter!
Mad Dogg: Peace out!!!
FADE
TO ORANGE
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