Post by Alice White on Feb 25, 2014 4:17:49 GMT -5
Note: The show is written from the point of a view of a fan named Teddy Moser, who won a contest to transcribe the next few NAW shows while Malcolm Gould entertains sponsors and potential sponsors during the shows.
We open the show to applause from a small crowd. "Now We Run" plays, but there's no pyro display. There's nothing that the fans have been used to seeing. There's not even commentary at the current moment. Malcolm Gould stands in the middle of the ring, a microphone in hand, smiling warmly as the crowd applauds him. He looks around the banquet hall, looking up at the low ceiling. That's definitely gonna make aerial moves a bit more difficult to achieve. They'll be able to work around it, I'm sure. These guys are pros, right?
Real quick, I'm Teddy Moser, a fan that Malcolm Gould has invited to transcribe this show at least. If I do a good job, he said I can keep doing it. It's not a paying gig, but it's a fun way to spend Monday nights, right? The crowd quiets down, as does the music on the shitty PA system they have, and the projection screens on each end of the hall show a closeup of Malcolm. He smiles as he walks around the ring.
Gould: Welcome to our new home everyone! It's nice to see all of you here, even if it is a small crowd tonight.
A small crowd it is indeed, too. Just over two hundred have shown up, leaving the banquet hall just under half full. The small crowd continues to cheer Gould and the NAW on though, which is a great sign.
Gould: Well ladies and gentlemen, we have a great show ready for you tonight, and we hope you do enjoy it. I'll be around the hall all night to chit chat for a few minutes, and I will hopefully be meeting every single one of you personally, and maybe, just maybe, you'll show up on the twitter feed or something!
Something to get excited about! Nice work, Gould! Gould gets out of the ring now and the crowd starts to get quiet again. As "Cry Little Sister” plays on the PA system the lights go out. Carmesí and Thee Vamp walk out from behind the curtains and walk slowly to the ring. When they get to the ring they slide into it and crawls to the centre of the ring as the lights go back on. Carmesí and Thee Vamp then stand up and Carmesí walks to the ring ropes and is handed a microphone.
Carmesí: Ladies and gentlemen it is my honour to introduce to you the man who defeated Jordan Keyser for the NAW Championship “The Very Good” David Fraggle.
As "Francois Martin" by The Tenth Stage hits the PA system David Fraggle holding a briefcase in one hand and the NAW Championship in the other walks out from behind the curtains. He walks to the ring and when he gets to it he puts both the briefcase and the NAW Championship into the ring and then slides under the bottom and stands up. He then picks up the NAW Championship, climbs a nearby turnbuckle and raises his arms. He then jumps off of the corner, turns around. He then picks up the NAW Championship.
Carmesí: David this is your moment we don’t want to get in your way.
Carmesí hands “The Very Good” David Fraggle the microphone.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Thank-you very much Carmesí but please don’t worry about getting in my way, I want you to stay. However before I say anything else there’s one thing that I need to do.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle hands Carmesí the microphone, he then takes off his mask and throws it away. Carmesí then hands “The Very Good” David Fraggle the microphone.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Hello my brothers and sisters it is I “The Very Good” David Fraggle and yes it is true I won the NAW Championship. I was the one who ended the reign of terror known as Jordan Keyser. It doesn’t matter if it looked like I was handed the NAW Championship because at the end of the day a win is a win. In my eyes Jordan knew that I had defeated him before so he was scared that I was going to defeat him again anyway so he just admitted defeat to me.
Carmesi and Thee vamp start to clap their hands as fans begin to boo very loudly.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: However there’s been a lot of questions about me questions like why did I join The Lost family and why did they completely out of nowhere hand me over a briefcase that had three million dollars inside it. I’m going to let Carmesí tell you his part of the story.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle hands Carmesí the microphone.
Carmesí: Thee Vamp and spent some time living with a very wealthy man who has more money than Mr Bloom and Mr Morgan combined. They say that he’s so rich that he could own the entire planet if he wanted to. He’s so rich that he doesn’t do loans he just invests in ideas that appeal to him. When we heard about David’s finical problems we decided that we wanted to invest in him so we asked for three million dollars so that we could help David get his house back and focus on his dreams. Look at us now, in just over a month a three million dollar investment has led to us ending up with a three million dollar result “The Very Good” David Fraggle has joined The Lost family and won the NAW Championship.
Carmesí hands “The Very Good” David Fraggle the microphone.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Why did I join The Lost family? It’s because they were the only people who were there for me during my time of need. Nobody else offered me money , nobody else offered me to place a to stay, everybody left me to defend for myself. I didn’t turn my back on the Alex Morgan image for NAW everybody turned their backs on me and if you’ve got a problem with that then I’ve got one thing to say to you. I’m now a millionaire and that means that I’m above your opinions.
The fans begin to boo very loudly.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Until each and every single one of you knows what it’s like to put in hard work I don’t care what you’ve got to say. I was never your first choice to win the NAW Championship and I wasn’t Alex Morgan’s first choice to win the NAW Championship. The only reason why I earned the right to face Jordan is because of my own hard work and the fact that people like Trent Brown who would have been chosen before me haven’t been seen in a very long time. NAW needs me a lot more than I need NAW right now. The next time that I wrestle in a match it’s going to be for me and not for you stupid fans and certainly not for Alex Morgan and Mr Bloom. Carmesí you wanted to take down the machine well as far as I go the machine is broken and beyond repair.
As "Francois Martin" by The Tenth Stage hits the PA system “The Very Good” David Fraggle raises the NAW Championship as Thee vamp and Carmesí clap their hands. “The Very Good” David Fraggle then walks to the ropes, grabbing the breifcase, but before he can leave the ring, "Tom Sawyer" by Rush hits the PA system. The crowd cheers as we see Alex Morgan himself at the entrance door to the hall! He has a microphone, and a huge grin on his face.
Morgan: So the machine is indeed broken then...and you're the one who broke it?
Fraggle nods slowly.
Morgan: No. If anyone broke what was going so well here, it was a combination of Isaac Bloom kicking me out of my own arena, and Jordan Keyser walking out. Jordan Keyser is the image of what a champion should be, as much as it pains me to say it. He's the champion that this company needed, and he's gone now, and that's someting I have to deal with.
Morgan sighs for a second.
Morgan: Which is why I need to announce the championship match right now. So at Spring Breakdown, we will have an NAW Championship Main Event that will be special. Because it won't be just an NAW Championship match. It will be the fusion of the NAW Championship and the Horizon Championship when you face Gunner Hughes in the main event!
The crowd cheers loudly at the sound of a clash of these two men, not that they have a reason to like either of them. Just at that moment though, everyone feels the need to interrupt everyone else, as "Dead Man Walking" plays over the speakers now. Gunner appears at the door behind Morgan, stepping up next to him with the belt over his shoulder. He taps Alex and asks for the microphone.
Gunner: Look. I don't know that we should do a whole "title fusion" thing. It tends to be way overdone, and quite honestly, it's tacky. So I will be vacating my Horizon Championship as of tonight, and I want you to book a title match for Spring Breakdown. Alex, make this match something that the fans will remember forever. I'm sure you've got it in that weird looking head of yours to come up with something memorable.
Morgan smiles as Gunner drops the title into his hands, and yet another interruption goes down. Across the hall, at yet a separate entrance(there are 3 entrances from hallways, and one entrance to a beautiful patio outside) we see Trent Brown with his wife, Katherine. The music fades out and it's seen that he also is holding a microphone.
Trent: Now it's all well and good that you want to make something the fans are all gonna remember. It really brings a tear to me eye. But I feel that I'm deservin' of somethin', and I'm not hearin' me name anywhere in this conversation.
Gunner: That's because you have to earn shots in this company, not just get them when you randomly come back from the dead.
Morgan takes the microphone from Gunner, shaking his head.
Morgan: Look, Trent. I haven't seen you in forever, it's been way too long. Anyway, don't think for a second that I've forgotten about you. You're one hell of a wrestler, and I wouldn't give a guy like you up for the world. You'll get your shot, it's a guarantee. But not at Spring Breakdown. That's already booked. Although, I do have something special for Kat.
Morgan smiles as Matty B comes out, holding a huge case. He puts it at the feet of Morgan, who opens it and pulls out a championship belt. It's the Femme Fatale Championship! Kat looks ecstatic, and you can see her mouth the words "for me?" when he pulls it out.
Morgan: You will be competing at Spring Breakdown for this, and I know how much you love this title belt. It's as good as yours, if you can beat this woman!
Morgan holds his arm out to the farthest entrance, which is still empty as the Rock of Ages version of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" hits the system, and jesus! This is the best night of my life, all these returns, and this little hottie is back too! "The Dutch Diva" Jenny Smith appears at that entrance, a huge smirk on her face as she and Katherine eye each other up. Trent looks on at the ring and through it as Gunner does the same, and Fraggle looks around, realizing now that he and the Lost Family are absolutely surrounded as the camera cuts away.
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We cut to a back hallway, where we see Christine Nash walking down the hall. We see her walk past Matt Lane and Olivia, and Matt stares. Olivia just looks straight up offended as Christine passes them, adn when Matt looks back at Olivia, he leans in to kiss her. She slaps him and walks away, and Matt rubs his cheek where he was just slapped as we see the Latin Kings walking down, shaking their heads.
Marco: No, man, you have to be careful with that stuff, ese!
They continue walking and Matt chases after Olivia.
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We come back to the main part of the hall, and we've got on camera, Malcolm Gould hanging out with the guys from 97.9X, our local radio station. The camera pans around the hall, when "The Gun Show" by In This Moment blasts over the PA. The crowd is pretty mixed when they see JJ Allen arrive to one of the aisles that has a cheap guardrail set up, and she stares to the ring. She starts heading down the ramp slowly.
Rebecca: The following match is a singles match scheduled fo one fall, introducing first, The Parkour Princes.... JJ Allen!
JJ slides into the ring, runs across it, springing onto the top ropes and bouncing off, landing a perfect double backflip and landing on her feet. She goes to her corner and tries to get the crowd pumped up, which sorta works. She looks ready as ever for this match though.
Rebecca: And her opponent, from Ottowa, Illinois..... The Twisted Angle.... Christine Nash!
"Circus for a Psycho" by Skillet hits, and the crowd all look around to see who the next debuting member of the roster is. When they see Christine Nash, nobody is real sure what to think, but god damn is she one of the sexiest women I have ever seen. Everything about her screams seduction in a slightly less than subtle manner. She heads down one of the aisles slowly, and when she gets near the ring, JJ dives over the top rope and lands perfectly, planting her to the floor. She picks Christine up and throws her into the ring stairs, then rolls her into the ring. Christine starts getting up, but JJ punts her in the chin and covers.
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Christine kicks out, and she looks pissed. I think JJ just unleashed the psycho bitch that Christine can be! She gets to her feet and grabs JJ by the hair, tossing her into the corner. She runs and perfectly kicks JJ in the temple, knocking her flat on the floor. She picks JJ up and whips her to the ropes so hard that JJ flies over the top rope and out onto the floor. Christine follows her out though, and picks her up, throwing her into the guardrail. She slams JJ's head off of it a few times before whipping her into a ring post.
The violence doesn't end there though, and with loud, scream-like grunts with each shot. She stomps and kicks JJ while she's down. Eddie Higgins is counting, doing his job perfectly, and gets to like eight before Christine rolls JJ into the ring and slides in behind her. She waits for JJ to get to her feet, and when she does, she does a quick handstand, which she turns into a headscissors and follows this maneuver up with a heel kick, a move that she has patented as Seeing Stars! She picks JJ up and sets up a Double Underhook, connecting with the Angel's Wings, which is a spinning sitout facebuster! She covers JJ and hooks the leg, and the victory is Christine's!
Rebecca: Here is your winner....Christine Nash!
Christine gets to her feet and slides out of the ring, smiling sadistically as JJ crawls all around, trying to figure out where she is. She could quite possibly be pure evil, but damn is she sexy.
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The camera is facing a brick wall. There are two black flags hung on it, both with "LOST" in red lettering. In the very center of the scene, there is a black lectern. To a sound of a dark bassline, a young, long haired man dressed in ripped jeans and black Nirvana t-shirt enters the scene and steps behind the lectern. With a determined facial expression, the youngster starts to speak.
"My name... is Josh Lost. I have come to North Atlantic Wrestling to open your eyes. I am not a saviour, nor a martyr nailed up on a cross. I am the new sovereign. I once was the same as you, nothing but a pawn controlled by the hands of a player. But I have risen from that position... now, I am the player. And I will change the game to my own image. Be aware."
He points at his temple with the pointing finger of his right hand. The scene cuts back to ringside.
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When we get back to the ring "Warriors of the World" by Manowar hits the system. The crowd is mixed as Jack "The Hammer" Lockhart appears at the door and starts coming down the aisle. He heads to the ring and steps into the ring, walking around it for a second to get a feel for things.
Rebecca: The following match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois... The Chicago Terror.... Jack "The Hammer" Lockhart!
Lockhart holds his arm high in the air as his music fades out.
Rebecca: And his opponent, being accompanied by Larissa.... Also from Chicago.... He is the Second City Warrior..... Matt Ward!
At that moment, "Waking the Demon" by Bullet for my Valentine hits and Matt Ward appears at a door with Larissa. They head down the ramp together, not getting much of a reaction out of the fans who are attending the show. Wow, this match leaves little to look forward to, considering neither of these guys got a whole lot of reaction, although Lockhart did get some, and had he been matched up with a different opponent, he may have gotten something a lot better.
The bell rings, and the two men circle the ring. Ward sets up the locking of arms and Lockhart forces him back into a corner. He throws a few kicks to the ribs of Ward before pulling him out of the corner, connecting with a Vertical Suplex. He picks Ward up and hits him with a few chops to the chest. Ward does duck and runs to the ropes, bounding off and coming back with a flying elbow. Lockhart is right back to his feet though, and hits Ward with some right hands in very beastly fashion. He whips Ward into the ropes, and Ward comes back, ducking a big boot, and bouncing back off the other ropes, coming back and being met with a Clothesline as Lockhart covers.
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Kickout!
Lockhart picks Ward up and looks for another Suplex, but Ward is able to shift his weight and keep himself on the ground. He elbows Lockhart a few ties, forcing him to let go, and hits him with a few rights to the chest when they both get upright. He doesn't affect Lockhart much though, the shots aren't very powerful compared to the giant that he's attacking. Ward goes for a kick to the midsection, but Lockhart catches his leg and shoves him backward, sending him to the mat. He picks Ward up and whips him into the turnbuckle. He then charges himself, hitting Ward with a huge shoulder block to the chest.
Lockhart has really been dominating this matchup, and that continues for another two or three minutes. He hits Ward with a few hard stomps while Ward is downed. He covers again, this time getting a two count before Ward kicks out. He's on the right track, but he doesn't quite have the win yet. He picks Ward up, who shoves him and forces him to take a few steps back, then from outta nowhere, Ward hits a random clothesline that keeps both men down for a few seconds. Lockhart gets back up, and Ward does at the same time, then Ward comes at Lockhart, who is still getting up and is able to hit him in the face with a knee. He quickly covers Lockhart.
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TW-Kickout by Lockhart now! Ward gets to his feet quickly, trying to find a way to get a quick upper hand.
He starts stomping at Lockhart, who is grunting from each shot he takes, but is slowly yet surely getting to his feet. Lockhart gets up and kinda hulks out, sending Ward backward, but he is able to hold his balance and stay on his feet. He charges at Lockhart, who hits him with a Big Boot, and looks down at Ward, who is lying there, awkwardly positioned. Larissa jumps up onto the ring apron and starts yelling at Lockhart, who walks over to the other side of the ring where she is. This gives Ward an opportunity to get up as she hops off the apron. When Lockhart turns around he is met with a huge right to the temple, which sends him to a knee. Ward then boots him in the face, flattening him. He picks Lockhart up, setting up for the Vendetta, but Lockhart lifts himself to a standing position and sends Ward over him with a Back Body Drop! That was a huge fall, and I think Ward fell just right for it to do some legit damage.
Lockhart lifts Ward up now and connects with the Earth Shatter! He covers!
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THREE!
Rebeca: Here is your winner....Jack "The Hammer" Lockhart!
Lockhart leaves the ring slowly and stares into the ring as he holds his arm high in victory, the fans applauding him. He looks to the entrance he's headed for and sees Chris Cooper sitting in the back of the hall, seemingly just arriving, applauding as well. He heads in that direction as the camera cuts around the hall a bit more.
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After the ring is cleared out, the crowd starts to boo loudly as "Cry Little Sister" hits the PA system. Carmesi appears at an entrance that the cameras pan toward, and he starts toward the ring with Thee Vamp in tow. He gets to the ring and slides in, heading toward his corner as he tests the ropes.
Rebecca: The following match is a Submissions Only Matchup! Introducing first, from Mexico, Carmesi!
Suddenly, the music switches over to "I Love Rock 'n Roll" and the crowd gets even louder, which I didn't think would be possible.
Rebecca: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California.... Lance St. Evans!
Lance heads down the opposite aisle from Carmesi and slides into the ring. He charges for Carmesi immediately, looking for a running clothesline, but Carmesi sidesteps it, and Higgins calls for the bell. The two exchange right hands, brawling it out right away, and Lance whips Carmesi. Carmesi bounds off the ropes, but holds himself there, and Lance goes for a Dropkick, but whiffs it, since Carmesi isn't coming at him. Lance gets up and brushes himself off, to not look foolish(stay classy, man), and Carmesi comes at him, hitting him with a running Dropkick that sends him through the top and middle rope. He lands on the apron and gets up, Carmesi charging at him again. He ducks and scoops Carmesi, tossing him to the outside and Carmesi rolls to the guardrail, pulling himelf up with that. Lance dives off the apron after him, but Carmesi moves again and Lance hits his face on the rail. He steps back groggily, and Carmesi locks in an armbar.
I'm not sure if locking this in on the outside is a good move or not, but he eventually lets go, throwing Lance into the ring and sliding in behind him. From there he quickly applies a Fujiwara Armbar while Lance is down, and Higgins gets close, asking Lance if he wants to tap out. Lance shakes his head vigorously, reaching for the nearest rope, which is just inches out of his reach. He stops struggling to save some energy, and Carmesi applies more pressure, and Lance panics, now reaching as hard as he possibly can, and he gets the ropes! Higgins starts the count, and Carmesi wisely uses the first four out of the five counts before letting go. He gets to his feet and backs up, and when Lance gets up, Carmesi runs for him. Lance dives into him though with an awkward looking spear. He hits Carmesi hard in the side of the head with some harsh rights. He picks Carmesi up, planting him immediately with a DDT and gets back to his feet.
He gets behind Carmesi, who is now on one knee, and he's yelling "Come on, get up" over and over and over. It's kinda irritating. Carmesi does get up, and Lance starts locking in the St. Evans Sleeper! Carmesi becomes aware of what's happening quickly and rushes to the side, bringing Lance with him and leaning on the ropes. Higgins tells Lance to break, and Lance does break. Lance waits and when Carmesi gets off the ropes, Lance kicks him in the gut a few times before lifting a knee into his face. He picks Carmesi up again and whips him to the corner. He runs for a Dropkick, but Carmesi lifts his legs, too, and they just kinda collide, both men hitting the mat. Carmesi is helped by the fact that he's leaned up against the ropes, so he gets to his feet first. He goes over to Lance, taking the shoulder that he had the armbar applied to moments earlier, and starts kicking him in the ribs to that side. After four or five kicks, he throws Lance's arm to the mat, looking down at his opposition. He could possibly put an end to this match in just moments!
Instead of doing so though, he lifts up Lance and whips him to the ropes, and when Lance comes back, Carmesi swiftly hops up and knees him in the side of the head, which could kill someone! Lance falls lifelessly to the mat, and I'm starting to think this crazy bastard zombie or whatever the hell he is may have done just that. Carmesi walks around the ring and sees that Lance is starting to stir, so he comes over and applies another Fujiwara Armbar, but this time to the other arm. Lance starts to squirm around, trying to get out before it gets locked in too tight, and he barely manages to make it to the ropes before Carmesi turns him into his no armed bitch. Carmesi pulls Lance up, looking to hit him with some rights, but Lance hits him with a headbutt. Lance then throws an elbow to the face of Carmesi, knocking him back to the ropes. He runs and hits a running Clothesline, and both men spill over to the outside to some cheers from the crowd who are starting to be very amazed by the match.
Both men slowly get to their feet and Carmesi grabs Lance by the hair and hits him once. He pulls him to the corner and looks to slam his head into the post, but Lance is able to reverse the weight and slam Carmesi into it instead. He does it one more time, then Snake Eyes onto the stairs for good measure. He rolls Carmesi into the ring and stands on the outside for a few seconds, eating up all the boos of the fans here tonight, and he is a real dick, so I don't blame them at all.
He slides in the ring after Carmesi and this time is able to lock in the St. Evans Sleeper! He's got it locked in, god dammit, and I think he might make Carmesi lose this match! You can't really see the face of this man, but he's really struggling to support himself at this point, it doesn't look like it's gonna take very long for him to--wait a second, what's this?!? Thee Vamp is on the apron, and St. Evans lets go, walking toward the apron where Thee Vamp stands. Higgins yells at Vamp to get down, and he does so. This gives Carmesi the opportunit to apply the Crim Lock, and it's only a couple seconds before St. Evans taps out!
Carmesi rolls out of the ring as "Cry Little Sister" plays and he heads up the aisle with Thee Vamp. When he finally looks to the door, he sees David Fraggle at the door, giving a quiet clap along with the applause of a few fans who enjoyed the match.
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We cut to a quick advertising bit that helps pay the NAW's bills. It's an ad for Green Day's American Idiot musical that will be at the Kirby Center on March 5. We then cut back to the Banquet Hall where the few fans who did show up tonight are on their feet. Malcolm Gould stands in the middle of the ring with Eddie Higgins.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here tonight and showing your support. I would like to once again thank all of our sponsors, including the guys from WBSX, like Hollywood, who is a huge wrestling fan and I hung out with for most of the night. It was a pleasure meeting those of you who I did, and thanks again for being here.
Gould gets out of the ring and hands the microphone to Rebecca.
Rebecca: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is tonight's main event and is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas, Alex Jones!
The lights shut off as the start of Voodoo Johnsons "Another White Lie" comes on, white strobe lights flash with the drum beat of the opening untill....
YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHH!
A spotlight shines on the entranceway. Alex Jones emerges wearing a black shirt with "prince of perfection" written on it. He walks down to the ring and leaps onto the apron sliding across it before getting into the ring and leaping onto the second rope instigating the crowd. He jumps down and runs to the opposite corner and does the same as the music dies down.
Rebecca: And his opponent, from San Diego, California..... Jason Price!
Now "Eye of the Tiger" hits, and Jason Price starts on his way down the ramp. he slides into the ring and stares down Jones, who stares right back at him. They continue to stare each other down as the music fades out.
The bell rings, and they both move in toward each other. They shake hands then back away, circling the ring a couple of times. They lock up, and Jones gets the advantage, but not for long before Price shoves him into the corner. He stomps a few times at the chest of Jones, and whips him to the other corner. He runs and hits a diving clothesline, then lands on his feet, backs up, and when Jones stumbles out of the corner, Price lands a Scoop Slam. He covers quickly, but it's definitely not enough, and Jones kicks out.
Price picks him up and lands a Vertical Suplex, then picks Jones up, who kicks him in the ribs quickly out of instinct. He hits Price with a few rights, then whips him to the ropes. Price is greeted with an elbow to the head. He hits the mat and starts getting back up, and Jones grabs him by the head and pulls him to the ropes. He presses Price's throat hard onto the ropes to choke him, and Higgins gives him the count, which he actually quits after a second. He slams Price to the mat and covers him, getting a one and then a kick out.
After a minute or so of back and forth, Price starts getting the advantage again, and whips Jones to the ropes, hitting him with a Rotating Spinebuster. The entire crowd is on their feet right now, and I want to be too, as Price gets to his feet and looks around. The fans continue to cheer loudly as he picks Jones up. He looks around, a huge smile on his face! He hits the Enforcer! He covers!
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THREE!
The crowd applauds Price as he gets to his feet. He looks down at Jones, who rolls over and starts crawling and getting up. He helps Jones up and looks at him, who looks vulnerable and worried for a second. The two look at each other before Price reaches out his hand. Jones looks at it for a few seconds before cautiously reaching out. The two shake, which gets the cowd to cheer even louder for them as Price holds Jones' arm up in the air and points to him wtih a nod as we fade out.
We open the show to applause from a small crowd. "Now We Run" plays, but there's no pyro display. There's nothing that the fans have been used to seeing. There's not even commentary at the current moment. Malcolm Gould stands in the middle of the ring, a microphone in hand, smiling warmly as the crowd applauds him. He looks around the banquet hall, looking up at the low ceiling. That's definitely gonna make aerial moves a bit more difficult to achieve. They'll be able to work around it, I'm sure. These guys are pros, right?
Real quick, I'm Teddy Moser, a fan that Malcolm Gould has invited to transcribe this show at least. If I do a good job, he said I can keep doing it. It's not a paying gig, but it's a fun way to spend Monday nights, right? The crowd quiets down, as does the music on the shitty PA system they have, and the projection screens on each end of the hall show a closeup of Malcolm. He smiles as he walks around the ring.
Gould: Welcome to our new home everyone! It's nice to see all of you here, even if it is a small crowd tonight.
A small crowd it is indeed, too. Just over two hundred have shown up, leaving the banquet hall just under half full. The small crowd continues to cheer Gould and the NAW on though, which is a great sign.
Gould: Well ladies and gentlemen, we have a great show ready for you tonight, and we hope you do enjoy it. I'll be around the hall all night to chit chat for a few minutes, and I will hopefully be meeting every single one of you personally, and maybe, just maybe, you'll show up on the twitter feed or something!
Something to get excited about! Nice work, Gould! Gould gets out of the ring now and the crowd starts to get quiet again. As "Cry Little Sister” plays on the PA system the lights go out. Carmesí and Thee Vamp walk out from behind the curtains and walk slowly to the ring. When they get to the ring they slide into it and crawls to the centre of the ring as the lights go back on. Carmesí and Thee Vamp then stand up and Carmesí walks to the ring ropes and is handed a microphone.
Carmesí: Ladies and gentlemen it is my honour to introduce to you the man who defeated Jordan Keyser for the NAW Championship “The Very Good” David Fraggle.
As "Francois Martin" by The Tenth Stage hits the PA system David Fraggle holding a briefcase in one hand and the NAW Championship in the other walks out from behind the curtains. He walks to the ring and when he gets to it he puts both the briefcase and the NAW Championship into the ring and then slides under the bottom and stands up. He then picks up the NAW Championship, climbs a nearby turnbuckle and raises his arms. He then jumps off of the corner, turns around. He then picks up the NAW Championship.
Carmesí: David this is your moment we don’t want to get in your way.
Carmesí hands “The Very Good” David Fraggle the microphone.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Thank-you very much Carmesí but please don’t worry about getting in my way, I want you to stay. However before I say anything else there’s one thing that I need to do.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle hands Carmesí the microphone, he then takes off his mask and throws it away. Carmesí then hands “The Very Good” David Fraggle the microphone.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Hello my brothers and sisters it is I “The Very Good” David Fraggle and yes it is true I won the NAW Championship. I was the one who ended the reign of terror known as Jordan Keyser. It doesn’t matter if it looked like I was handed the NAW Championship because at the end of the day a win is a win. In my eyes Jordan knew that I had defeated him before so he was scared that I was going to defeat him again anyway so he just admitted defeat to me.
Carmesi and Thee vamp start to clap their hands as fans begin to boo very loudly.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: However there’s been a lot of questions about me questions like why did I join The Lost family and why did they completely out of nowhere hand me over a briefcase that had three million dollars inside it. I’m going to let Carmesí tell you his part of the story.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle hands Carmesí the microphone.
Carmesí: Thee Vamp and spent some time living with a very wealthy man who has more money than Mr Bloom and Mr Morgan combined. They say that he’s so rich that he could own the entire planet if he wanted to. He’s so rich that he doesn’t do loans he just invests in ideas that appeal to him. When we heard about David’s finical problems we decided that we wanted to invest in him so we asked for three million dollars so that we could help David get his house back and focus on his dreams. Look at us now, in just over a month a three million dollar investment has led to us ending up with a three million dollar result “The Very Good” David Fraggle has joined The Lost family and won the NAW Championship.
Carmesí hands “The Very Good” David Fraggle the microphone.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Why did I join The Lost family? It’s because they were the only people who were there for me during my time of need. Nobody else offered me money , nobody else offered me to place a to stay, everybody left me to defend for myself. I didn’t turn my back on the Alex Morgan image for NAW everybody turned their backs on me and if you’ve got a problem with that then I’ve got one thing to say to you. I’m now a millionaire and that means that I’m above your opinions.
The fans begin to boo very loudly.
“The Very Good” David Fraggle: Until each and every single one of you knows what it’s like to put in hard work I don’t care what you’ve got to say. I was never your first choice to win the NAW Championship and I wasn’t Alex Morgan’s first choice to win the NAW Championship. The only reason why I earned the right to face Jordan is because of my own hard work and the fact that people like Trent Brown who would have been chosen before me haven’t been seen in a very long time. NAW needs me a lot more than I need NAW right now. The next time that I wrestle in a match it’s going to be for me and not for you stupid fans and certainly not for Alex Morgan and Mr Bloom. Carmesí you wanted to take down the machine well as far as I go the machine is broken and beyond repair.
As "Francois Martin" by The Tenth Stage hits the PA system “The Very Good” David Fraggle raises the NAW Championship as Thee vamp and Carmesí clap their hands. “The Very Good” David Fraggle then walks to the ropes, grabbing the breifcase, but before he can leave the ring, "Tom Sawyer" by Rush hits the PA system. The crowd cheers as we see Alex Morgan himself at the entrance door to the hall! He has a microphone, and a huge grin on his face.
Morgan: So the machine is indeed broken then...and you're the one who broke it?
Fraggle nods slowly.
Morgan: No. If anyone broke what was going so well here, it was a combination of Isaac Bloom kicking me out of my own arena, and Jordan Keyser walking out. Jordan Keyser is the image of what a champion should be, as much as it pains me to say it. He's the champion that this company needed, and he's gone now, and that's someting I have to deal with.
Morgan sighs for a second.
Morgan: Which is why I need to announce the championship match right now. So at Spring Breakdown, we will have an NAW Championship Main Event that will be special. Because it won't be just an NAW Championship match. It will be the fusion of the NAW Championship and the Horizon Championship when you face Gunner Hughes in the main event!
The crowd cheers loudly at the sound of a clash of these two men, not that they have a reason to like either of them. Just at that moment though, everyone feels the need to interrupt everyone else, as "Dead Man Walking" plays over the speakers now. Gunner appears at the door behind Morgan, stepping up next to him with the belt over his shoulder. He taps Alex and asks for the microphone.
Gunner: Look. I don't know that we should do a whole "title fusion" thing. It tends to be way overdone, and quite honestly, it's tacky. So I will be vacating my Horizon Championship as of tonight, and I want you to book a title match for Spring Breakdown. Alex, make this match something that the fans will remember forever. I'm sure you've got it in that weird looking head of yours to come up with something memorable.
Morgan smiles as Gunner drops the title into his hands, and yet another interruption goes down. Across the hall, at yet a separate entrance(there are 3 entrances from hallways, and one entrance to a beautiful patio outside) we see Trent Brown with his wife, Katherine. The music fades out and it's seen that he also is holding a microphone.
Trent: Now it's all well and good that you want to make something the fans are all gonna remember. It really brings a tear to me eye. But I feel that I'm deservin' of somethin', and I'm not hearin' me name anywhere in this conversation.
Gunner: That's because you have to earn shots in this company, not just get them when you randomly come back from the dead.
Morgan takes the microphone from Gunner, shaking his head.
Morgan: Look, Trent. I haven't seen you in forever, it's been way too long. Anyway, don't think for a second that I've forgotten about you. You're one hell of a wrestler, and I wouldn't give a guy like you up for the world. You'll get your shot, it's a guarantee. But not at Spring Breakdown. That's already booked. Although, I do have something special for Kat.
Morgan smiles as Matty B comes out, holding a huge case. He puts it at the feet of Morgan, who opens it and pulls out a championship belt. It's the Femme Fatale Championship! Kat looks ecstatic, and you can see her mouth the words "for me?" when he pulls it out.
Morgan: You will be competing at Spring Breakdown for this, and I know how much you love this title belt. It's as good as yours, if you can beat this woman!
Morgan holds his arm out to the farthest entrance, which is still empty as the Rock of Ages version of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" hits the system, and jesus! This is the best night of my life, all these returns, and this little hottie is back too! "The Dutch Diva" Jenny Smith appears at that entrance, a huge smirk on her face as she and Katherine eye each other up. Trent looks on at the ring and through it as Gunner does the same, and Fraggle looks around, realizing now that he and the Lost Family are absolutely surrounded as the camera cuts away.
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We cut to a back hallway, where we see Christine Nash walking down the hall. We see her walk past Matt Lane and Olivia, and Matt stares. Olivia just looks straight up offended as Christine passes them, adn when Matt looks back at Olivia, he leans in to kiss her. She slaps him and walks away, and Matt rubs his cheek where he was just slapped as we see the Latin Kings walking down, shaking their heads.
Marco: No, man, you have to be careful with that stuff, ese!
They continue walking and Matt chases after Olivia.
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We come back to the main part of the hall, and we've got on camera, Malcolm Gould hanging out with the guys from 97.9X, our local radio station. The camera pans around the hall, when "The Gun Show" by In This Moment blasts over the PA. The crowd is pretty mixed when they see JJ Allen arrive to one of the aisles that has a cheap guardrail set up, and she stares to the ring. She starts heading down the ramp slowly.
Rebecca: The following match is a singles match scheduled fo one fall, introducing first, The Parkour Princes.... JJ Allen!
JJ slides into the ring, runs across it, springing onto the top ropes and bouncing off, landing a perfect double backflip and landing on her feet. She goes to her corner and tries to get the crowd pumped up, which sorta works. She looks ready as ever for this match though.
Rebecca: And her opponent, from Ottowa, Illinois..... The Twisted Angle.... Christine Nash!
"Circus for a Psycho" by Skillet hits, and the crowd all look around to see who the next debuting member of the roster is. When they see Christine Nash, nobody is real sure what to think, but god damn is she one of the sexiest women I have ever seen. Everything about her screams seduction in a slightly less than subtle manner. She heads down one of the aisles slowly, and when she gets near the ring, JJ dives over the top rope and lands perfectly, planting her to the floor. She picks Christine up and throws her into the ring stairs, then rolls her into the ring. Christine starts getting up, but JJ punts her in the chin and covers.
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Christine kicks out, and she looks pissed. I think JJ just unleashed the psycho bitch that Christine can be! She gets to her feet and grabs JJ by the hair, tossing her into the corner. She runs and perfectly kicks JJ in the temple, knocking her flat on the floor. She picks JJ up and whips her to the ropes so hard that JJ flies over the top rope and out onto the floor. Christine follows her out though, and picks her up, throwing her into the guardrail. She slams JJ's head off of it a few times before whipping her into a ring post.
The violence doesn't end there though, and with loud, scream-like grunts with each shot. She stomps and kicks JJ while she's down. Eddie Higgins is counting, doing his job perfectly, and gets to like eight before Christine rolls JJ into the ring and slides in behind her. She waits for JJ to get to her feet, and when she does, she does a quick handstand, which she turns into a headscissors and follows this maneuver up with a heel kick, a move that she has patented as Seeing Stars! She picks JJ up and sets up a Double Underhook, connecting with the Angel's Wings, which is a spinning sitout facebuster! She covers JJ and hooks the leg, and the victory is Christine's!
Rebecca: Here is your winner....Christine Nash!
Christine gets to her feet and slides out of the ring, smiling sadistically as JJ crawls all around, trying to figure out where she is. She could quite possibly be pure evil, but damn is she sexy.
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The camera is facing a brick wall. There are two black flags hung on it, both with "LOST" in red lettering. In the very center of the scene, there is a black lectern. To a sound of a dark bassline, a young, long haired man dressed in ripped jeans and black Nirvana t-shirt enters the scene and steps behind the lectern. With a determined facial expression, the youngster starts to speak.
"My name... is Josh Lost. I have come to North Atlantic Wrestling to open your eyes. I am not a saviour, nor a martyr nailed up on a cross. I am the new sovereign. I once was the same as you, nothing but a pawn controlled by the hands of a player. But I have risen from that position... now, I am the player. And I will change the game to my own image. Be aware."
He points at his temple with the pointing finger of his right hand. The scene cuts back to ringside.
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When we get back to the ring "Warriors of the World" by Manowar hits the system. The crowd is mixed as Jack "The Hammer" Lockhart appears at the door and starts coming down the aisle. He heads to the ring and steps into the ring, walking around it for a second to get a feel for things.
Rebecca: The following match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois... The Chicago Terror.... Jack "The Hammer" Lockhart!
Lockhart holds his arm high in the air as his music fades out.
Rebecca: And his opponent, being accompanied by Larissa.... Also from Chicago.... He is the Second City Warrior..... Matt Ward!
At that moment, "Waking the Demon" by Bullet for my Valentine hits and Matt Ward appears at a door with Larissa. They head down the ramp together, not getting much of a reaction out of the fans who are attending the show. Wow, this match leaves little to look forward to, considering neither of these guys got a whole lot of reaction, although Lockhart did get some, and had he been matched up with a different opponent, he may have gotten something a lot better.
The bell rings, and the two men circle the ring. Ward sets up the locking of arms and Lockhart forces him back into a corner. He throws a few kicks to the ribs of Ward before pulling him out of the corner, connecting with a Vertical Suplex. He picks Ward up and hits him with a few chops to the chest. Ward does duck and runs to the ropes, bounding off and coming back with a flying elbow. Lockhart is right back to his feet though, and hits Ward with some right hands in very beastly fashion. He whips Ward into the ropes, and Ward comes back, ducking a big boot, and bouncing back off the other ropes, coming back and being met with a Clothesline as Lockhart covers.
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Lockhart picks Ward up and looks for another Suplex, but Ward is able to shift his weight and keep himself on the ground. He elbows Lockhart a few ties, forcing him to let go, and hits him with a few rights to the chest when they both get upright. He doesn't affect Lockhart much though, the shots aren't very powerful compared to the giant that he's attacking. Ward goes for a kick to the midsection, but Lockhart catches his leg and shoves him backward, sending him to the mat. He picks Ward up and whips him into the turnbuckle. He then charges himself, hitting Ward with a huge shoulder block to the chest.
Lockhart has really been dominating this matchup, and that continues for another two or three minutes. He hits Ward with a few hard stomps while Ward is downed. He covers again, this time getting a two count before Ward kicks out. He's on the right track, but he doesn't quite have the win yet. He picks Ward up, who shoves him and forces him to take a few steps back, then from outta nowhere, Ward hits a random clothesline that keeps both men down for a few seconds. Lockhart gets back up, and Ward does at the same time, then Ward comes at Lockhart, who is still getting up and is able to hit him in the face with a knee. He quickly covers Lockhart.
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TW-Kickout by Lockhart now! Ward gets to his feet quickly, trying to find a way to get a quick upper hand.
He starts stomping at Lockhart, who is grunting from each shot he takes, but is slowly yet surely getting to his feet. Lockhart gets up and kinda hulks out, sending Ward backward, but he is able to hold his balance and stay on his feet. He charges at Lockhart, who hits him with a Big Boot, and looks down at Ward, who is lying there, awkwardly positioned. Larissa jumps up onto the ring apron and starts yelling at Lockhart, who walks over to the other side of the ring where she is. This gives Ward an opportunity to get up as she hops off the apron. When Lockhart turns around he is met with a huge right to the temple, which sends him to a knee. Ward then boots him in the face, flattening him. He picks Lockhart up, setting up for the Vendetta, but Lockhart lifts himself to a standing position and sends Ward over him with a Back Body Drop! That was a huge fall, and I think Ward fell just right for it to do some legit damage.
Lockhart lifts Ward up now and connects with the Earth Shatter! He covers!
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THREE!
Rebeca: Here is your winner....Jack "The Hammer" Lockhart!
Lockhart leaves the ring slowly and stares into the ring as he holds his arm high in victory, the fans applauding him. He looks to the entrance he's headed for and sees Chris Cooper sitting in the back of the hall, seemingly just arriving, applauding as well. He heads in that direction as the camera cuts around the hall a bit more.
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After the ring is cleared out, the crowd starts to boo loudly as "Cry Little Sister" hits the PA system. Carmesi appears at an entrance that the cameras pan toward, and he starts toward the ring with Thee Vamp in tow. He gets to the ring and slides in, heading toward his corner as he tests the ropes.
Rebecca: The following match is a Submissions Only Matchup! Introducing first, from Mexico, Carmesi!
Suddenly, the music switches over to "I Love Rock 'n Roll" and the crowd gets even louder, which I didn't think would be possible.
Rebecca: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California.... Lance St. Evans!
Lance heads down the opposite aisle from Carmesi and slides into the ring. He charges for Carmesi immediately, looking for a running clothesline, but Carmesi sidesteps it, and Higgins calls for the bell. The two exchange right hands, brawling it out right away, and Lance whips Carmesi. Carmesi bounds off the ropes, but holds himself there, and Lance goes for a Dropkick, but whiffs it, since Carmesi isn't coming at him. Lance gets up and brushes himself off, to not look foolish(stay classy, man), and Carmesi comes at him, hitting him with a running Dropkick that sends him through the top and middle rope. He lands on the apron and gets up, Carmesi charging at him again. He ducks and scoops Carmesi, tossing him to the outside and Carmesi rolls to the guardrail, pulling himelf up with that. Lance dives off the apron after him, but Carmesi moves again and Lance hits his face on the rail. He steps back groggily, and Carmesi locks in an armbar.
I'm not sure if locking this in on the outside is a good move or not, but he eventually lets go, throwing Lance into the ring and sliding in behind him. From there he quickly applies a Fujiwara Armbar while Lance is down, and Higgins gets close, asking Lance if he wants to tap out. Lance shakes his head vigorously, reaching for the nearest rope, which is just inches out of his reach. He stops struggling to save some energy, and Carmesi applies more pressure, and Lance panics, now reaching as hard as he possibly can, and he gets the ropes! Higgins starts the count, and Carmesi wisely uses the first four out of the five counts before letting go. He gets to his feet and backs up, and when Lance gets up, Carmesi runs for him. Lance dives into him though with an awkward looking spear. He hits Carmesi hard in the side of the head with some harsh rights. He picks Carmesi up, planting him immediately with a DDT and gets back to his feet.
He gets behind Carmesi, who is now on one knee, and he's yelling "Come on, get up" over and over and over. It's kinda irritating. Carmesi does get up, and Lance starts locking in the St. Evans Sleeper! Carmesi becomes aware of what's happening quickly and rushes to the side, bringing Lance with him and leaning on the ropes. Higgins tells Lance to break, and Lance does break. Lance waits and when Carmesi gets off the ropes, Lance kicks him in the gut a few times before lifting a knee into his face. He picks Carmesi up again and whips him to the corner. He runs for a Dropkick, but Carmesi lifts his legs, too, and they just kinda collide, both men hitting the mat. Carmesi is helped by the fact that he's leaned up against the ropes, so he gets to his feet first. He goes over to Lance, taking the shoulder that he had the armbar applied to moments earlier, and starts kicking him in the ribs to that side. After four or five kicks, he throws Lance's arm to the mat, looking down at his opposition. He could possibly put an end to this match in just moments!
Instead of doing so though, he lifts up Lance and whips him to the ropes, and when Lance comes back, Carmesi swiftly hops up and knees him in the side of the head, which could kill someone! Lance falls lifelessly to the mat, and I'm starting to think this crazy bastard zombie or whatever the hell he is may have done just that. Carmesi walks around the ring and sees that Lance is starting to stir, so he comes over and applies another Fujiwara Armbar, but this time to the other arm. Lance starts to squirm around, trying to get out before it gets locked in too tight, and he barely manages to make it to the ropes before Carmesi turns him into his no armed bitch. Carmesi pulls Lance up, looking to hit him with some rights, but Lance hits him with a headbutt. Lance then throws an elbow to the face of Carmesi, knocking him back to the ropes. He runs and hits a running Clothesline, and both men spill over to the outside to some cheers from the crowd who are starting to be very amazed by the match.
Both men slowly get to their feet and Carmesi grabs Lance by the hair and hits him once. He pulls him to the corner and looks to slam his head into the post, but Lance is able to reverse the weight and slam Carmesi into it instead. He does it one more time, then Snake Eyes onto the stairs for good measure. He rolls Carmesi into the ring and stands on the outside for a few seconds, eating up all the boos of the fans here tonight, and he is a real dick, so I don't blame them at all.
He slides in the ring after Carmesi and this time is able to lock in the St. Evans Sleeper! He's got it locked in, god dammit, and I think he might make Carmesi lose this match! You can't really see the face of this man, but he's really struggling to support himself at this point, it doesn't look like it's gonna take very long for him to--wait a second, what's this?!? Thee Vamp is on the apron, and St. Evans lets go, walking toward the apron where Thee Vamp stands. Higgins yells at Vamp to get down, and he does so. This gives Carmesi the opportunit to apply the Crim Lock, and it's only a couple seconds before St. Evans taps out!
Carmesi rolls out of the ring as "Cry Little Sister" plays and he heads up the aisle with Thee Vamp. When he finally looks to the door, he sees David Fraggle at the door, giving a quiet clap along with the applause of a few fans who enjoyed the match.
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We cut to a quick advertising bit that helps pay the NAW's bills. It's an ad for Green Day's American Idiot musical that will be at the Kirby Center on March 5. We then cut back to the Banquet Hall where the few fans who did show up tonight are on their feet. Malcolm Gould stands in the middle of the ring with Eddie Higgins.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here tonight and showing your support. I would like to once again thank all of our sponsors, including the guys from WBSX, like Hollywood, who is a huge wrestling fan and I hung out with for most of the night. It was a pleasure meeting those of you who I did, and thanks again for being here.
Gould gets out of the ring and hands the microphone to Rebecca.
Rebecca: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is tonight's main event and is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas, Alex Jones!
The lights shut off as the start of Voodoo Johnsons "Another White Lie" comes on, white strobe lights flash with the drum beat of the opening untill....
YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHH!
A spotlight shines on the entranceway. Alex Jones emerges wearing a black shirt with "prince of perfection" written on it. He walks down to the ring and leaps onto the apron sliding across it before getting into the ring and leaping onto the second rope instigating the crowd. He jumps down and runs to the opposite corner and does the same as the music dies down.
Rebecca: And his opponent, from San Diego, California..... Jason Price!
Now "Eye of the Tiger" hits, and Jason Price starts on his way down the ramp. he slides into the ring and stares down Jones, who stares right back at him. They continue to stare each other down as the music fades out.
The bell rings, and they both move in toward each other. They shake hands then back away, circling the ring a couple of times. They lock up, and Jones gets the advantage, but not for long before Price shoves him into the corner. He stomps a few times at the chest of Jones, and whips him to the other corner. He runs and hits a diving clothesline, then lands on his feet, backs up, and when Jones stumbles out of the corner, Price lands a Scoop Slam. He covers quickly, but it's definitely not enough, and Jones kicks out.
Price picks him up and lands a Vertical Suplex, then picks Jones up, who kicks him in the ribs quickly out of instinct. He hits Price with a few rights, then whips him to the ropes. Price is greeted with an elbow to the head. He hits the mat and starts getting back up, and Jones grabs him by the head and pulls him to the ropes. He presses Price's throat hard onto the ropes to choke him, and Higgins gives him the count, which he actually quits after a second. He slams Price to the mat and covers him, getting a one and then a kick out.
After a minute or so of back and forth, Price starts getting the advantage again, and whips Jones to the ropes, hitting him with a Rotating Spinebuster. The entire crowd is on their feet right now, and I want to be too, as Price gets to his feet and looks around. The fans continue to cheer loudly as he picks Jones up. He looks around, a huge smile on his face! He hits the Enforcer! He covers!
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THREE!
The crowd applauds Price as he gets to his feet. He looks down at Jones, who rolls over and starts crawling and getting up. He helps Jones up and looks at him, who looks vulnerable and worried for a second. The two look at each other before Price reaches out his hand. Jones looks at it for a few seconds before cautiously reaching out. The two shake, which gets the cowd to cheer even louder for them as Price holds Jones' arm up in the air and points to him wtih a nod as we fade out.