Featuring: Randy White and John Cartwright
April 9, 2002

OPENING

The show opens to a shot of the SFT crowd. From the highest rafters to the C deck straight down to the richies at ringside, every fan in the building is on their feet as the opening fireworks disperse like rockets being launched deep into the night sky. As the camera shifts down towards the commentating table, we hear the voices of our announcers for this evening.

JC: We are live and ready to deliver another action packed edition of Tuesday Night Titans!!!!! In our main event, Aftermath will put their tag team titles on the line against Lotus Pod.

RW: And I have been informed that we will meet the new chairman of the board C Diddy.

JC: C Diddy? Why is it that the fate of our company is left either up in the air or in the hands of someone with a name like C Diddy? Who the hell is this guy anyway?

RW: Don't let C Diddy here you say that,you never know when he's looking to do some corporate downsizing.

The house lights dim, and spotlights illuminate the ramp. "Soul Man" by James Brown begins to blare through the jam packed arena.

JC: Looks like we could find out right now!!!!!

RW: It sure does.

Just then a wide figure steps through the curtain. As the camera zooms in on him, you see that he is wearing a glovers, a business suit, and a blue luchador mask. He promptly starts walking towards the ring, wasting little time. Once at ringside, he retrieves a mic from a tech guy and rolls into the ring.

RW: Is this C Diddy? Why is he wearing a mask?

JC: I would have to imagine that it is but you are right, what purpose does a luchador mask serve.

After rolling into the ring he stands up and adjusts his collar. As the fans send him a mixed reaction, he eyes the people and prepares to make his first statement.

C Diddy: Why is it that every time I come to this city, I leave telling myself I will never come back?!? Could somebody answer me that? Obviously I'm back here, and I'm sure that when I leave I will promise myself again. It's nothing against any of you people, I don't even know you yet right?

JC: What is this about?

C Diddy: Well allow me to introduce myself. My name is C Diddy and I from this day out, I am the SFT's Chairman of the Board. With all of the staff this place has, you are probably wondering why we needed to hire me. The answer to that is quite simple, they didn't!!!! I edged myself into this job through blackmail and extortion, and by God I couldn't be more proud.

RW: Blackmail and extortion?

JC: Uh oh, sounds like C Diddy isn't a straight shooter. The last thing we need here is another crooked official.

C Diddy: My first act of duty, will be in effect tonight. The whole world will see the first phase of the master plan. After that the whole SFT will be stirred from the tyrany that has settled before. Every wrestler in the locker room should be paying close attention, because C Diddy can be your best friend...

RW: Maybe he's not such a bad guy after all.

C Diddy: ...Or your worst enemy. The decision is not yours but mine, and as for this mask. It will come off, and the face of your new leader will be revealed tonight.

C Diddy throws the mic down, and "Soul Man" again hits the P.A.. The show cuts to a commercial break.

Match Number One
Plasma vs. Suicyde vs. Innovator vs. Rando Sun
in a 4-Way Dance

All 4 men in the ring as the bell rings. Plasma goes on a rampage and starts kicking and ax handling everyone. Bodies flying through the air as Plasma starts tearing up the place with DDT’s, suplex’s and neckbreakers.

RW: Holy Shit Plasma is cleaning house.

JC: Very impressive

Plasma sets up Rando for a powerbomb, and hits it no problem. Plasma grabs Innovator and Suicyde and puts one under each arm and hits a DDT on them at the same time. Plasma covers them and the ref counts 1.2.3.

RW: Wow he destroyed 3 men without breaking a sweat.

Shoots and Ladders hits and Shadow comes to the ring. He drops a pink slip on Innovator, then on Suicyde, then drops a yellow slip on Rando Sun.

JC: Whats a yellow slip mean?

RW: Final Warning, Rando has one more week to step it up or he’s out of SFT for good. No more chances if he messes up.

JC: Well SFT just lost 2 wrestlers today, Im sure it wont be the last.

And the Winner is:
Plasma
by Pinfall!

Match Number Two
Shane Samson vs. Robin Gallant vs. The Dynasty
in a Triple Threat Match

RW: Well, perhaps Shane Samson could pick up a win tonight.

JC: My vote goes for Robin Gallant. He looks to be determined.

“How You Remind Me” by Nickelback plays, as Shane Samson walks out to the stage. Blue lights flash as he quickly walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. He stands up in the ring, as The Dynasty and Robin Gallant jump out of the crowd and slide into the ring behind him. The Dynasty tackles Samson to the mat, as Gallant begins to stomp on him.

RW: It looks like Robin Gallant and The Dynasty are attempting to put Shane Samson out of this match early.

JC: It doesn’t look too good for Samson right about now.

Robin Gallant bends down and puts Shane in a choke hold, as Dynasty just backs up to the turnbuckle and laughs. Gallant bounces off of the ropes, and hits Shane Samson with a big elbow drop. Samson tries to roll out of the ring, but Rob Gallant grabs his leg. Gallant locks Samson in an ankle lock, as The Dynasty climbs up to the turnbuckle. Dynasty signals to the crowd, then leaps off of the turnbuckle and hits Robin Gallant with a missile dropkick.

RW: The Dynasty was using Gallant the whole time!

The Dynasty goes for a cover on Robin Gallant...

JC: 1.. 2..

RW: Kickout by Gallant!

Dynasty now locks Robin Gallant in a camel clutch. Gallant reaches for the ropes, but cannot reach. Gallant looks as if he is about to tap out when Shane Samson crawls over and punches Dynasty in the back of the head to break up the hold.

JC: The match almost ended right there.

Shane Samson quickly lifts up Dynasty and kicks him in the stomach. Samson then hooks his head between his arms, and hits him with the Totally Sadistic DDT. Samson hooks Dynasty’s leg for a pin.

RW: 1.. 2..

JC: Robin Gallant somehow, someway manages to break up the pin!

Robin Gallant lifts up Shame Samson, and begins to hit him with a series of right hands. Gallant now knees Samson directly in the gut, lifts him up, and hits him with a massive powerbomb. Robin Gallant stands up and taunts to the crowd, as The Dynasty slowly rolls over and puts his arm over Shane Samson.

RW: 1.. 2.. 3!

JC: The Dynasty just won it because Robin Gallant wasn’t paying attention!

RW: But who is that?

JC: That’s Mist! Mist is back!

Mist comes running down the ramp holding a sledge hammer, and slides into the ring. He waits for Robin Gallant to turn around, then drives the end of the sledge hammer directly into Gallant’s forehead. Robin Gallant collapses in the middle of the ring, as Mist begins to measure up The Dynasty. Dynasty slowly gets to his feet, and is so dizzy that he doesn’t know what is going on.

RW: Oh no..

Mist swings the sledge, and connects right into the chest of The Dynasty. Dynasty also collapses in pain, as Mist just laughs.

JC: This is sick!

Mist finally walks over to the downed Shane Samson, and measures up Shane’s head with the sledge.

RW: No way! This is going too far!

JC: That could end Samson’s career!

Mist brings the sledge back over his head, then swings it towards Shane Samson’s head. Just before Mist connects, Shane Samson manages to roll out of the ring. Samson begins to make his way up the ramp, amazed at how lucky he is.

RW: Mist is back and with authority.

JC: But what does he want with these three guys?

RW: Who knows, but we have to take a commercial break.

RW: This match has sparked a little rivalry between the two men. It should be a very heated battle to say the least.

Before either men' entrance could start, "Soul Man" by James Brown again silences the electrified crowd. The light dim, and spotlights focus on the curtain to the entrance ramp.

JC: Oh God, C Diddy is coming out again!!

RW: You better show some respect, if you want to keep your job Randy.

C Diddy appears and struts his way down to ringside, he makes his way to the commentating table.

RW: See!!! I told you!!!

C Diddy takes a seat next to JC, and puts on a headset.

JC: What can we do for you C Diddy?

C Diddy: You can start by wiping that cologne off your fat ass, I've been down here two seconds and your already making me sick.

JC: Okay, and to what do we owe your appearance?

C Diddy: I just thought I'd brush up on my color commentating skills, that's all. Whose wrestling next?

RW: Nokio takes on Superstar Deluxe.

C Diddy: Excellent.

"Toxciticty" By System of a Down is queued and the fans again rise to their feet. Shot's of Nokio come over the StrikeTron, and the next match begins to unfold. Cheers and boos become all you can here as Nokio steps through with a serious look on his face. The glare in his eyes tell you he's all business tonight, and walks with a purpose. He does his usual poses at the end of the steel ramp, then makes his way to work. Without taking his eyes off of it, he reaches the ring and jumps onto the apron.

JC: What an ovation for Nokio, he has defiantly made his presence felt here.

C Diddy: Nokio aye? He might be popular, but i'm sure he's no match for a real star like Superstar Deluxe. Randy, this match is going to be a cake walk for SSD.

RW: You said it man. Nokio is no match for the Hardcore styles of Superstar.

Nokio stands in the ring now, his look I still extremely intense. He just stands with eyes turned to ramp waiting for his opponent.

C Diddy: Look at this guy, he's way too serious. He looks like he's constipated.

Nokio is ready for SSD, as "Du Hast" by Rammstein begins and the lights flicker on and off. This normally would be followed by Superstar Deluxe's arrival, but he does not come out. Nokio waits and waits, never taking his eyes off the curtain once, when suddenly he is hit with a high impact spear from behind. The bell rings and the match is underway.

JC: That damn Superstar Deluxe!!! Whats up with that? It takes a lot of nerve to sneak up from the crowd and attack Nokio like that. If there is one thing we know about Nokio, it's that he doesn't like to play games.

C Diddy: Your little Nokio isn't looking so hot right now is he?

RW: Yeah.

JC: That's because he got attacked from behind. You saw SSD come running out of the crowd.

SSD has Nokio in a front headlock on the ground, and the ref is already asking Nokio if he wants to tap. Nokio is obviously fine, because he escapes with a cruiserweight style reversal.

RW: The big man Nokio showing some agility.

The two now both stand straight, and the look of intensity is still on the face of Nokio. SSD however is cocky and smiles sadistically. The two lock up and the advantage shifts back and forth until Nokio manages to scoop SSD up for a power slam which he never releases, then lifts him back up for another and another.

JC: Multiple power slams from Nokio.

C Diddy: That's nothing, SSD is but a lightweight that is not fair.

RW: Nokio should be ashamed of himself John.

Finally after five power slams Nokio releases and screams to the fans. He walks over to the fallen SSD and attempts to bring him back to his feet, but his knocked back by a fist to the groin from SSD.

C Diddy: There you go Superstar show whose daddy.

SSD darts at the staggering Nokio's ankle which trips him and sends him toward the mat. SSD quickly climbs on top Nokio and applies a blatant choke hold, which the ref soon breaks. He picks Nokio back up and sends a kick to the mid section followed by a Swinging Tornado DDT, that drives Nokio bald head first into the canvas. SSD jumps to his feet, and smiles he pulls a finger across his neck signaling for a quick end. As he turns his back to Nokio, the big man leaps to his feet and gets in ready to spear SSD. SSD continues to taunt the crowd, unaware that Nokio is about to hit him like a freight train. As Superstars deluxe turns back around he looks amazed to
find Nokio running at him full force. Nokio sacks him with enough power to break down a wall and the 230 pound SSD looks like he has been indeed hit by a train.

JC: Dead End!!!! Dead End!!!!!! Dead End!!!!

C Diddy: Look at that, Talk about a sneak attack.

The fans cheer as Nokio takes control, and drives furious fists into the face of SSD. The ref counts to 5 and then pulls Nokio off of SSD, which causes Nokio and the ref to argue long enough for SSD to gather his senses. SSD slowly gets up but Nokio sees him and attempts a Jackhammer.

JC: Jackhammer!!!! Jack Hammer!!!

SSD uses his weigh to push himself behind Nokio, and scores with a reverse neck breaker. He hobbles around to the feet of Nokio, and locks him in a Texas Cloverleaf leg lock. SSD drags the hold into the center of the ring, and Nokio's determination is all he has left to save him. The ref questions him about giving up but he still has fight left in him, and he claws towards ropes slowly getting closer.

RW: Nokio should just give up.

C Diddy: Your telling me?

After much struggle Nokio arm comes inches within the ropes, but a burst of stregnth from SSD pulls him back to the center of the ring.

JC: Nokio may be at his last wind.

Again the ref tries to get Nokio to quit but he refuses and finally twists himself around breaking the hold and kicking SSD in the face as he does it. Both men are down, and the ref begins to count for a no contest. 1...2...3...(both men anre stirring.) 4...5...(Nokio is up first, followed closely by SSD). The two exchange chops to the chest, which draws "Woooooo" chants from the fans. Nokio Irish whips SSD into the corner and charges for another spear, but SSD quickly jumps up to the top rope causing Nokio to miss and crash into the turnbuckle. SSD grabs his head as it rebounds of the pad, and flips himself off hitting Nokio with a "blockbuster".

RW: That's gotta be it.

SSD puts his arm over Nokio.

JC: 1..2...

Nokio get's a shoulder up, and we continue. SSD thinks it should have been a 3, and he pushes Nokio's shoulder back down.

RW: 1..2..

Nokio this time lifts up SSD as if he were lifting weights, and throws him back about 3 feet.

JC: What a display of power from Nokio!!!

C Diddy: I guess

Nokio gets to his feet faster that a cat, and stares down SSD like a starving wolf. He senses vulnerability, and goes for the kill. He grabs a dazed SSD and picks him up high into a military press but before throwing him down, SSD once again slides down behind him and pushes Nokio over the top rope sending him outside.

JC: So C Diddy, when does your mask come off.

C Diddy: That's a good question, I bet you went to high school didn't you smart guy.

The ref counts on Nokio, and SSD uses the time to untie one of the pads on the far left turnbuckle. The steel hook is now exposed, and SSD hopes to use it in his advantage. By the count of 7 Nokio is back in the ring, and now looks angrier than ever. He moshes towards SSD who takes a couple of steps back and then tries to reason with the pissed of Nokio. That doesn't work so he tries an eye rake but Nokio grabs his hands and headbutts not once but 4 times. Nokio tries to lock in a crossface on SSD, but is tripped up by a leg sweep. SSD heads over to the corner where the steel is exposed, and pauses for Nokio. Nokio see's a chance to hit the Dead End, and does not realize that the padding has been removed. SSD flexes for the fans, and for the third time tonight Nokio comes charging out of the blue with a spear.

JC: Nokio won't quit!!! He is determined to win this match.

SSD ducks the spear, and just as planned Nokio's forehead is greeted by the unforgiving coldness of the steel hook. Nokio is down, and SSD is panting for air.

RW: I don't think Superstar was prepared for such a close match. You have to admit C Diddy, Nokio is putting on a hell of a show.

JC: Damn it!!! Nokio is busted open.

Blood oozes from the gashed head of Nokio, and SSD climbs the ropes.

C Diddy: You all need to see this!!! This is the Hardcore Era. After this match I'm going to thank Superstar Deluxe for such a great display of
athleticism.

SSD leaps off the top, and does a double front flip which is called a 450 splash. The impact strikes down on the fallen Nokio, and SSD lands on top of him. The ref counts the pin.

JC: 1...2...3, it's over, but what a performance by Nokio. In my opinion had it not been for that steel turnbuckle being exposed, Nokio could have won this thing.

RW: No doubt, Nokio fought a hell of a match.

C Diddy: I will play along, Nokio was great. How's that?

SSD celebrates as the Regulator music plays this time. He is brought out of happiness when CRIP and The Kali Kidd come running down the ramp. The two slide into the ring and immediately start hammering away at SSD.

RW: What? C Diddy you've got to stop this. Those idiots can't do that to SSD.

C Diddy: You are absolutely right. There will be none of this tomfoolery on my watch.

The masked chairman grabs stands and grabs his chair, he then runs into the ring and has words with CRIP and Kali Kidd as Nokio and SSD lay motionless on the ground. C Diddy points to the ramp as if he were telling CRIP and Kali to take a hike. CRIP says something to him, and they appear to be arguing. Nokio begins to get to his feet, and he joins the circle of arguing.

RW: Looks like we could see our new chairman suffer a beat down here at the hands of these three.

Suddenly CRIP, Kali Kidd, and Nokio all smile at C Diddy.

JC: Wait just a second...

C Diddy begins to lift up the bottom of his mask, and just like that his true identity is revealed.

JC: C Diddy is...LUCIOUS SWEETS!!!!!!!

The huge grey hair of Lucious pops out of the mask, and suddenly things become a little more clear. CRIP, Kali Kidd, and Nokio all still grinning step back as Lucious raises his chair high into the air and brings it down hard onto the head of SSD. CRIP, Kali Kidd, and Nokio begin to stomp and kick him. Lucious snatches a mic from the same tech guy as earlier. CRIP spits on SSD's Regulators T-shirt.

LUCIOUS: Like I said earlier. Your new leader has been revealed but, that's not the point of focus here. I want all of you slackjawed He-Haw loving yokels to take a good long look at these three men next to me. You have "tha gangSTAR" Crip, you have the hottest cruiserweight in the game Kalifornia Kidd, and you've got this man (raises Nokio's arm and points to him.) Nokio!!!

JC: But... I thought C Diddy hated Nokio.

RW: You are an idiot aren't you.

LUCIOUS:Individualy these we are all forces to be reckoned with but together we are much more. Tell them what we are CRIP. (points mic in Crip's face.)

CRIP: We are the UNITED CRIME SYNDICATE.

LUCIOUS: Tell them who we are Kali Kidd!! (points mic at Kali Kidd.)

KALI KIDD: We are the UNITED CRIME SYNDICATE.

LUCIOUS: Nokio!!! Tell these people who the fuck we are!!!!

NOKIO: We are the UNITED CRIME SYNDICATE!!!!!!!

LUCIOUS: So all you Regulators out there, all of you Fallen Angels can stop worrying about irrelevant issues because their is a new cause for concern and it is just three little letters U.C.S.!!!!!

"Nutin' but a G Thang" by Snoop and Dr. Dre hit' and the four men raise each others arms, before leaving the ring.

JC: My God! Our new boss is Lucious Sweets!!!!

RW: I can't believe it.

Fade to commercial.

And the Winner is:
Superstar Deluxe
by Pinfall

"Am I Evil" by Metallica blares through the arena, and Doom makes his way out to boos form the crowd.

RW: They don't like this guy much.

He shrugs their hate off and gets ready for battle, as Hellraiser makes his way out as well. The two start off battling back and forth, while "Run to the Hills" by Iron Maiden hits and Myris comes out.

JC: Here comes Myris, but this thing has already started.

Myris runs in, and basically cleans house. He hits them both with drop kicks, and sends Hellraiser flying outside. Myris Irish whips Doom, and catches him with a spinning spinebuster. Myris leg drops Doom, then turns to Hellraiser on the outside. He launches himself over the ropes and nails a suicide dive.

RW: Myris is taking it to these guys.

Myris gets back into the ring, but Doom is waiting for him and hits piledriver then goes for the count. 1...2..., Hellraiser breaks it up, and grabs Doom by the back of his hair. Hellraiser goes for a chokeslam, but Doom manages to reverse it into a modified bulldog. Doom goes for the cover, but this time Myris breaks it up. Myris has Doom at his mercy, and snaps him up for a brainbuster.

JC: Myris could have it with this one.

Doom is dropped into the mat on his head, and looks to be about unconscious. Hellraiser rolls over onto Doom, and the ref counts 1..2.., Myris breaks it up, and gives Hellraiser good old fashion boot to the mouth. Hellraiser drops, and the ref attends to him giving Myris an opportunity to cheat, but Hellraiser quickly notices that Myris is going for a chair and stops him. Doom is back up and he clotheslines Hellraiser through the ropes sending him back outside.

RW: Wow, Doom ain't done yet.

Doom hooks up Myris for a fisherman's DDT, but Myris sneaks out of it and counters with a German suplex. Out of no where, someone jumps out of the crowd and pummels Hellraiser.

JC: It's Sorik!!!!! Sorik is back!!!!!

RW: But where's Vengeful?

Sorik and Hellraiser brawl outside, and eventually the fight spills into the stands and away from the ring.

JC: What could Sorik be doing here?

The attention switches back to Myris and Doom. Doom has Myris set up for a superplex, but Myris low blows Doom causing him to fall off the ropes onto his back. Myris capitalizes and hits a stunning 5 Star Frog Splash. The fans go nuts.

JC: What a splash their by Myris.

RW: Doom ain't kicking out of that.

Myris gets an arm over Doom's limp body. 1..2..3..

JC: This one's over, but where did Sorik and Hellraiser go?

RW: Good question.