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AXE vs Mitch Thompson
AXE vs Mitch Thompson
Mitch Thompson owned this match. It started with a huge Running Clothesline and ended with a Flatliner. He picked up a pinfall victory in about three and a half minutes.
WBSW Live! Edition 12
Welcome to the 12th edition of WBSW Live! Malcolm Gould reporting another show from my blog, but I'm hearing great things in the back, and we will be back on radio soon!
More Announcements
Alex Morgan is in the center of the ring as we open the regular show, and we've heard he has some huge announcements.
Morgan
Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another edition of WBSW Live! We are back at the Mohegan Sun Arena, here in Wilkes-Barre, and when we aren't on a tour, I have worked out a deal to make this the home of WBSW!
The crowd loves that this is going to be our home. Hell, I love it too! I can't believe he can afford this, the small pay everybody's getting and the tight budget we seem to be on, but it's alright! We have a home!
Morgan
Now since its been quite some time since Gunner Hughes' last title match, which was well over a month ago, I've been scouting some guys and have come to decide on the right candidate for the number one contender.
The crowd cheers, and everyone is anxious to hear who the number one contender is.
Morgan
The man I've decided on has shown a lot of great things ever since arriving here recently. That man will be none other than "Stunning" Steven Gold!
Got some boos after hearing that make, and I totally get it. This man has collected a lot of heat, especially after what he pulled last week, striking Gunner in the back of the head in one of the biggest cheap shots ever.
Morgan
And I know it's going to sound like its being rushed, but I've decided that as an early Christmas present to you all, this match will take place in two weeks, right here, at Live! 13!
The crowd erupts after hearing this, and Morgan looks so damn proud of himself. Huge announcement though, and we love it. He waits a few seconds for the crowd to get quiet again.
Morgan
Another big thing coming up, at the 14th edition, I've come to the decision that there is no better way to bring in the new year than to crown our first ever tag team champions! So at 13, we will see all our tag teams in action once more in deciding who will be in that championship match.
The crowd is ecstatic. Morgan is making repetitive good choices tonight. All my props to him for that.
Morgan
Also, be sure to see Championship Weekend the weekend of December 7th! Thank you, enjoy your night!
"Tom Sawyer" plays and Morgan leaves the ring to quite a huge applause from the audience. I'm impressed with him lately as well.
Toro(w/ Loco) vs Dick McSexton(w/ 3D)
When the Los Conquistadores took to the ring, they got a lot of heat. Nothing like becoming mega heels after having only two actual matches, eh? Toro posed for the crowd some, only getting him more heat. But as soon as Dick McSexton appeared on the stage...he garnered some real interest. But you wouldn't have it any other way, right?
So with both men in the ring, Mark Lansing presiding as the official for this match, it was definitely going to be a great and athletic battle.
Dick took early control, diving and taking out Toro's left leg. Right away he turned this into an Ankle Lock, which is instantly gotten out of by Toro, who rolls onto his back and kicks Dick away. Toro hops to his feet, and ducks an attempted Clothesline, and goes for an Enziguiri of his own, but that is ducked by Dick, and Dick lands a terrific spinning heel kick that sends Toro on his ass.
Toro, hops right back up, cheered on by his partner Loco, who is being stared down by 3D in the opposite corner. A lockup is seen in the ring a few seconds later, Toro coming out on top as he whips Dick into the ropes, he goes to hit him with a clothesline, but Dick ducks it and then... Wait... He was just tripped by Loco! And Mark Lansing saw it, but he isn't going to call anything? That's ridiculous!
3D charged around the ring and slams into Loco from behind, and these two battle on the outside. Dick is back on his feet, but Toro hits him with a kick combination that puts him on the mat. He goes for a spinning wheel kick, but Dick ducks down and grabs his leg, wrapping himself around it and twisting with all of his might! Toro is freaking out right now, and this match could be over!
Did McSexton, Lord Fuckingham, what a name, is really a shining star here. He drops Toro by sending him into the turnbuckle, then jumping up and Springboarding, but having the stability to stop by Toro, and sending him across the ring with a Headscissors takedown! That was possibly the best move of the night, as McSexton goes to cover, but Toro kicks out in time, narrowly.
McSexton stays in control though, as he picks Toro up and drops him right away with a Snap Suplex. A groggy Toro climbs to his feet and is met with a huge Dropkick! Yet another great execution by McSexton! I see him going places in WBSW. He sets up and perfectly executes the Three-DT, with the two great knee strikes and such a hard face plant into the mat! He covers Toro again, still only a two count though.
Toro eventually gets into the match, sending McSexton to the ground with a pretty nice Enziguiri, and he rushes over to the corner and Springboards into an absolutely perfect Corkscrew Moonsault! I don't know where the hell that came from, but it was absolutely phenomenal! McSexton kicks out of the pin attempt though.
Toro whips McSexton into the turnbuckle and leap frogs him, and on McSexton's return back, he turns an attempted Dropkick into a full force Powerbomb that ends up putting them both to the mat! They both lie on the mat a while, McSexton crawling over and covering Toro for just another two count! The two men just don't give up!
Of course, after about 10 minutes of solid action, somebody had to ruin it. McSexton successfully laid out Toro with the Three-DT, and just as he was about to score the three, Loco pulled Lansing out of the ring and slid in to attack. Both men attack McSexton, but this only lasts a few seconds as 3D comes in and the four men brawl right in the ring. Lansing is up quickly though, and Dick McSexton has just one due to disqualification!
Lansing throws the match out as McSexton is tossed over the top rope and out onto the floor and now both men focus on Dirty Dancin' Dave! By the time that McSexton is in the ring, Dave has been wiped out by a huge Tornado DDT from Toro! They now double team McSexton, and just as Loco is about to land a huge Corkscrew Moonsault, we see David Fraggle with a baseball bat! He hits Toro in the back of the head with it, and as Loco gets down, David swings for the fences! Loco ducks, but McSexton is on his feet and can connect with the MotherCutter!
With Los Conquistadores out of action now, Fraggle and McSexton have a pretty epic staredown until McSexton finally slides out of the ring and heads up the ramp as his music hits.
"Flash" Luca Flores vs "The Very Good" David Fraggle
Just as the excitement was beginning to wear down from the excitement of what just went down, we hear an instrumental version of "Ashes of the Innocent" by Bullet for my Valentine. After a few seconds we get a glimpse of another newcomer and one hell of a performer, Luca Flores. He holds his arms high as the crowd gives him a pretty nice pop, and he charges down the ramp, sliding into the ring. He hops up onto the second rope of a turnbuckle and backflips to the mat, landing perfectly on his feet. As the crowd continues cheering him on, we hear "To Kill a Stranger" by Fozzy playing. The crowd does give quite a nice ovation to Fraggle as he appears on the stage.
He eyes the crowd a little bit, clearly ready for action as he heads down the ramp and climbs up onto the apron. As he gets in, the referee, Eddie Higgins for this match, makes sure both men stay separated, and does so with ease. He calls for the bell as the two high flyers get ready to go.
We start quickly with Flores locking Fraggle up and the two men push back and forth like this until Fraggle finally knees Flores in the gut and whips him to the ropes. Flores turns this into an opportunity as he ducks a Clothesline and he stops himself with the ropes on the other side as Fraggle totally whiffs with a Dropkick.
Flores takes advantage of the opportunity, grabbing Fraggle quickly and locking in an Armbar. He uses the advantage to bring a leg up and kick Fraggle in the jaw, putting him on the mat, then jumps up high and comes down with a knee drop to the ribs! He picks Fraggle back up and locks in a front face lock, and drops Fraggle with a DDT and covers right away, but barely even gets past one.
He picks Fraggle up, and Fraggle manages to get a nice strike to the ribs on Flores, then hurries to his feet. Both men take opposite corners and start charging, Flores with an upper hand here as he drops Fraggle with a Running Dropkick. He covers again, still only getting a one. You have to do a little more than this if you're trying to get a win over Fraggle, this guy's like an animal. He slowly gets to his feet, and Flores goes to jump up, not sure what he was going for, but Fraggle grabs the back of his head and brings him face down to the mat! That was a huge counter on Fraggle's part, as he takes advantage when Flores gets up to his knees, kicking Flores in the back, then the chest, then the back, then the chest, then the back of the head and he hurries for a cover, getting just less than a count of two.
About three minutes in is when this match gets good. Fraggle has the advantage and he plants Luca's face into the mat with a huge DDT, getting a two count after the cover. He runs to the corner, hopping onto the turnbuckle, and as Flores gets up he is hit with a Missile Dropkick that floors him again! Another cover and another Luca Flores escape!
Fraggle ducks an Enziguiri and lands a kick to Luca's ribs, then whips him into the ropes. Instead of coming back, Luca is sent over the top rope onto the apron. He gets back up and jumps up, springboarding and coming down with a Forearm, being hit with a Clothesline by Fraggle at the same time in one of the best impacts I've seen in this federation yet. Both men are laid out flat for a couple of seconds until Fraggle gets up, and he runs toward Luca, landing a Leg Drop, then drags him over to the corner. He scales the ropes quickly and comes back down with an absolutely huge stomp to Luca's chest that could do some big damage to the ribs. He covers again, still not getting enough to put Luca away!
Fraggle is visibly frustrated now as he picks up Luca, who garners enough energy to shove Fraggle away. After the shock of the shove, Fraggle comes back, but this time is kicked square in the temple! Luca now with the advantage uses this time to get a little bit rest, and he looks around at the crowd, clearly with some big plans in mind. He hops up onto the top rope and comes off, mid backflip and is seen looking for a Shooting Star Press! He goes down and is greeted with Fraggle's knees to his ribs!
Luca bounces and hits the mat, rolling around in terrible pain and Fraggle gets to his feet. He leans in the corner as Luca gets up, and the two men go in again, Luca holding his side. Fraggle goes for a simple knee to the ribs, but his leg is caught. He uses the other knee in Enziguiri-like fashion, getting Luca in the other side of the ribs. As they get back up, Luca goes for a running Clothesline, misses, and when Fraggle turns back around he is hit with a Pele Kick!
Luca looks around the crowd now, a huge smile spreading across his face. He gets behind Fraggle, who is currently using the rope to support himself and catch his breath. As he turns around, Luca hits him with a Dropkick and he tumbles out of the ring and onto the outside floor. Luca runs immediately after him and with a huge heave of himself, he goes right over the top rope and hits Fraggle with a huuuuuge Leg Drop! Both men are on their backs, and Higgins starts counting the count out. (.....1.....2) Luca is getting to his feet, he's up to his knees, and Fraggle is tripping over himself to get up as well. (.....3.....4) Luca is up and he goes to kick Fraggle, but Fraggle ducks and hits Luca with a pop up uppercut and they both go back down, but Fraggle is only down for a fraction of a second. (.....5.....6) The crowd is chanting, but it's a mix. Sounds like "Let's Go Luca/Fraggle"(.....7.....8) Both men slide into the ring slowly, lying on the mat for a couple seconds to keep themselves resting.
Luca is to his feet first and he picks Fraggle up. The two men alternate backhand chops, with Fraggle hitting Luca with a real hard shot and whipping him into the ropes. Luca comes back and plants Fraggle to the mat with a Tornado DDT, and he covers again. .....1.....2.....THR-- But Fraggle gets a shoulder up! How is he doing it?
They both sit for a moment, and Fraggle gets himself situated, sitting in a corner. Luca takes this as a huge opportunity and charges, going for a Shining Wizard, but Fraggle ducks and grabs Luca's leg and turns it into an Ankle Lock! Luca fights it for quite some time, but he looks like he could tap out at any given moment! The crowd is erupting over this, and just at the last second, Luca gets to the ropes and forces a break on the hold. He got out of it, but it appears that the damage is done.
Fraggle waits, and as Luca gets up, he is grabbed by the hair and Fraggle connects with a Fraggle Rock Drop! He gets the cover and pulls off the three count! Fraggle just picked up a huge victory in possibly the greatest one-on-one match he's had here so far!
As Fraggle celebrates, "Sideshow" Euan Dante joins him in celebration. He pulls Luca to his feet and they banter for a few seconds as well, showing some pretty huge respect for the man.
Suggestions
Two men dressed in pretty nice suits walk into Alex Morgan's office. One of them is carrying a regular sized briefcase, the other is carrying one too, but it's much larger. The first man, with the small case, Mr. Arnold Kernden, is the first to speak.
Kernden
So Mr. Morgan, my associates tell me that this company, though small, shows a very large amount of promise. That sounds like an idea I would be willing to back.
Morgan looks up from his paperwork.
Kernden
I'm willing to back you with whatever money you need, and I'm talking Trump money, Gates money... But you need to show an ability to grow, and it seems like your roster just cannot hold guys. Nobody wants to pay top dollar to see the same guys every show.
Morgan
I am open to suggestions.
Kernden snaps his fingers, and the other man opens his briefcase, but it is faced away from the camera. Morgan shows a look of interest, then doubt.
Morgan
My roster is far too small for that.
Kernden
You don't have to just...wait... Does the camera man need to be here? This is probably best kept quiet.
Morgan shoos the cameraman back out of the office and shuts the door as we cut back to the ring.
Black Circle Boys vs Vice Squad
The crowd is incredibly ready to go as we hear a siren and a red light flashes around the arena. They get crazy now, knowing that we are about to see the Vice Squad, our last show's dominant tag team in the Four Corners match. The two men take to the stage and head down the ramp side by side, the crowd cheering them pretty nicely the whole way.
Eddie Higgins is in the ring and they greet him, just as the music cuts to "Hate Me!" by Children of Bodom. Another new theme song, and the crowd doesn't respond instantly, not too sure who this is. As the Black Circle Boys take the stage, they do collect some heat. When they get to the ring, they slide in and stare down the Vice Squad as their music cuts to an end and the teams take their corners.
Lark Fenriz immediately drops back onto the apron, leaving Ryder in the ring against what is finally decided to be Lance Carter. Higgins calls for the bell and the two circle the ring a few times. They lock arms and Ryder gets the instant advantage, forcing Carter down to the mat. He applies a headlock right away as they get to their feet, and this is reversed immediately and turned into a Back Drop from Carter. They get to their feet and Carter whips Ryder into the ropes, and Ryder comes back to hit Carter with a Shoulder Block and put him down to the mat. He gets a couple of stomps on Carter before he can get to his feet. Carter runs at Ryder, ducking underneath a powerful clothesline and coming back with a Running DDT. He goes for the cover and gets a one count, which is expected.
Lark looks unimpressed with the work of his teammate and protege. Ryder gets to his feet and Carter gets a few jabs in on him and forces Ryder into the Vice Squad corner. Carter tags in the smaller Sharpe, as the two of them take turns throwing kicks to the ribs of Ryder with the crowd cheering them on. After a few seconds, Higgins makes Carter get out of the ring and Sharpe pulls Ryder from the turnbuckle, kicking him back to the turnbuckle with a Dropkick.
He charges at the leaning Ryder, who ducks out of the way and Sharpe lands safely, balancing onto the second rope and holding the top turnbuckle to avoid falling, but Ryder is quick enough to pull him off and drop him with a huge back drop! Ryder gets to his feet and Sharpe gets up as well, quickly landing a Headscissors takedown! Sharpe lands a few stomps on the downed Ryder as Fenriz continues to shake his head in disappointment.
Sharpe tags Carter back in and hops over the top rope out onto the apron as Carter pulls Ryder to his feet. He knees Ryder in the stomach and drops him with a DDT and goes for a cover, getting a two before Fenriz is able to break it up! Lark lands a few harsh stomps onto Carter, in turn making Sharpe get into the ring to defend his partner, but Higgins keeps Sharpe back as Ryder manages to get a low blow in on Carter who is now on his feet.
After that cheap move, Ryder takes advantage of this bad situation with some amazingly executed Suplexes. A huge German Suplex is bridged into a pin, only getting a two count though. Ryder gets to his feet and backs up a few steps, getting ready to hit Carter with a huge boot, but before he can move, Lark tags himself in. He rushes over and kicks Carter in the ribs as he gets to his hands and knees locks in a tight headlock. Carter doesn't get to the ropes or get up right away this time, having to fight his way up.
He eventually does get to his feet and elbows Lark in the midsection a few times, forcing a break in the hold and showing a great fighter's spirit at the same time. He goes to hit Lark again, but his arm is caught and gets turned into a whip to the ropes and a Sidewalk Slam when Carter comes running back! Lark covers and manages a two, but still can't get the win yet.
Lark shoots a glare at Eddie Higgins, and Higgins stands firm about the count. Lark punches Carter a few times in the face until Higgins tells him to give him some room. Lark tags Ryder back in, and Ryder doesn't notice it. Luckily, Sharpe was watching that though, as he gets tagged in and charges across the ring, taking out Fenriz and Ryder with a Diving Double Clothesline and all three men spill out to the outside!
Sharpe hops right to his feet and goes nuts with kicks and chops to Ryder. He rolls Ryder into the ring, and slides in a few seconds later, but is pulled back out by Lark and hits the concrete floor face first. Lark picks him up and throws him into the ring post, then rolls him into the ring and Ryder covers. He gets a two, but Sharpe gets a shoulder up very quickly, and just in time.
Ryder picks him up in anger and throws a huge vicious uppercut, and I shit you not, I think Sharpe's jaw is broken! He's in so much pain right now, and he's all the way in the BCB corner. Ryder lands a few vicious stomps to Sharpe's chest and covers again, but still only gets a two count.
Lark tags himself in again, and the two stomp on Sharpe a couple times and he is absolutely worn out. Lark tells Ryder to get out and he covers, but this time Sharpe has a leg underneath the ropes, and Higgins cuts the count short.
Lark picks Sharpe up and puts him on the top rope, then he walks around the ring, all excited. He runs across the ring, jumps onto the second rope backward and jumps forward, landing the Black Circle Cutter, and Sharpe has got to be done! Lark covers, but this time the count is broken by Carter! He boots Ryder off of the apron, then kicks Lark in the gut, throwing him out of the ring.
In a crafty move, he drags Sharpe over to their corner, gets out, and tags himself in! He gets into the ring and both of the Black Circle Boys slide into the ring. Carter is able to fight them off for a few seconds until Lark hits him with a huge Dropkick from behind. He gets up and looks at Shawn with the most frightening face I've seen in my entire life. With a frightening growl, he says "TAAAAABLE" and almost like a hypnotized psyche patient, Shawn slides out of the ring and slides back in after retrieving a table. Oh God, no...
They proceed to light the table on fire, and Lark grabs Lance by the hair... He lifts him up in Powerbomb position, but the table is Dropkicked into him by Sharpe! Where did he come from, and how did he come to? I thought for sure he was dead! Lark drops Carter, who falls just outside of the flaming table area, and it pretty much snapped on impact with Lark!
The match is essentially thrown out now, it's total chaos in the ring! Higgins is actually not in the ring anymore as the men continue brawling and security comes out! Thompson leads the security team, who does a pretty amazing job of keeping stuff in check. They get enough separation that Sharpe can get the medical attention that he needs(he pretty much fell apart during the brawl, completely bloodied up) as the Black Circle Boys are escorted up the ramp.
On the Dotted Line...
After we return from a commercial teasing the next edition of Live! we get to see Alex Morgan in the ring, but this time it is set up pretty eloquently, with a conference table, two chairs, and a contract in the center. Morgan is at one end of the table, awaiting total silence.
Morgan
Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we get to see the two men who have pushed the envelope so much in recent weeks, that I just cannot wait for them to show us everything they can offer us. First, allow me to introduce Mr. Steven Gold!
Gold appears on the ramp after Breaking the Habit hits, and boy is he dressed sharp. That suit has got to be Armani, no doubt. He walks down the ramp with his OWA InterGlobal Championship in tow. He holds it high for the audience to see, and is responded to with a chorus of boos.
He shakes his head and takes the steps up into the ring, sitting his belt on the table to the side and sits in the chair opposite the ramp.
Morgan
Thank you for taking the time to be here tonight. And ladies and gentlemen, now please welcome your WBSW Champion...Gunner Hughes!
An eruption from the fans as Gunner appears on stage with his title belt on his shoulder. The crowd cheers him as he slowly makes his way down the ramp, staring down Gold the entire way. He slides into the ring and gets up, holding his arm high. He sits opposite Gold and Morgan speaks again.
Morgan
You two will face off two weeks from tonight for the WBSW Championship. Now I know you two just want to get at each other, but I want the fans to be entertained. So for the next few days, you all can vote on our website for what match you want to see these men participate in! Voting will end Friday night!
The crowd loves this, hell, I love this! I'm definitely voting.
Morgan
Now if you fellas could sign the contract.
Gunner grabs the microphone, staring across the ring at Steven Gold with a smile on his face.
Gunner
You know something Gold, ever since the day the WBSW opened it's doors there has only been one man to walk through them and dominate everybody in his path. There has only been one man to rise to every occasion and get the job done each and every time he's inside this ring.....and do you have any idea who that man is?
Gunner pauses and smiles once again as the fans cheer.
Gunner
That's right Gold, you're looking at him. There's a reason why I'm walking around as the WBSW Champion right now, and in case you’ve forgotten…..the last time we were inside this ring I reminded you of that reason. So if you think that this time or any other time we face off is going to be any different…well then I guess I must have knocked something loose inside that head of yours when I blasted you with that Buckshot. In any case, get ready for round two junior.
Gunner picks up the pen and signs his name on the contract, then tosses it down on the table and stares back across the ring at Gold as he removes the WBSW Championship belt from his shoulder and holds up above his head. The fans again explode with cheers, and Gunner waits for them to settle down before pointing up at it and continuing on.
Gunner
This right here is what it’s all about. When the smoke clears, this is the prize that the winner of this fight will walk away with. That title belt that you been carrying around Gold, that thing might as well be made out of paper because that is all it means in this company. You’re a tough son of a bitch, there’s no denying that, but we both know that you’re no champion. You can walk around this company and continue to act the part all you want, but until you have this bad boy right here around your waist….it’s all nothing but a dream. Everybody in this company knows what this WBSW title belt is worth and what it means to be the champion, so you now have the chance to make that dream of yours a reality in this match for the title. You now have a chance to prove to the world that you really are as good as you claim to be.
The view zooms in on Gunner as he continues talking.
Gunner
But unfortunately for you Gold, I’m the man you have to go through in order to do that and I’m pretty damned good myself. So the next time we meet inside this ring….prepare to once again see what a real champion looks like.
Gold smiles and shakes his head, clearly making a smartass remark. I don't know what was said, but it seems that it got Gunner's blood boiling. Gold is looking down at the contract as he signs his name to it. He is about to get up when he is smacked in the side of the head with the WBSW Championship! Hughes pretty much dives over the table and starts pounding away at Gold!
But two men come from out of the crowd and pull Hughes off of Gold! Gunner fights back, and he fights well, too, as Gold gets to his feet and joins in on the attack. The numbers game eventually becomes too much for him, and they take him down. Where the Hell is security anyway?
The two men pick Gunner up and hold him by the arms, and Gold delivers a huge Kickoff, right in the middle of the ring!
The crowd is insane now, and they're throwing everything under the sun, from soda cups to paper plates to Gatorade bottles, right into the ring at the guys in the ring! He's got a microphone now, lets see what he has to say for himself.
Gold
Ricky, if that bastard moves, give him a concussion. Okay WBSW world, the time has come for me to make an announcement, and congratulate all of you for being here at the beginning of the end of Gunnar Hughes’ reign as WBSW champion. Two men have joined me here to assure that this will happen, so allow me to introduce to all of you to one of the best tag teams in the world today…this first man stands 6-feet, 9-inches tall, weighs in at 302 pounds, and hails from Spokane, Washington…he is “BadAss” Billy Sandow!
The fans(understandably) boo the man holding his arms high, as though he's proud of this disgrace going on right now.
Gold
And Gunner, I mentioned a while back that this other friend of mine comes from your past…back to your days as a bouncer in the disgusting town of Portland, Oregon. A few years ago, you and three of your bouncer buddies attacked my friend and hauled him out of a downtown Portland bar…you might recall it, because you took the trouble to slam his arm in the bar’s doorway and break it, so he was very anxious to come see you. He stands 6-feet, 7-inches tall, weighs 295-pounds, and comes to us from Hillsboro, Oregon…he is “Ravishing” Ricky Moses. Folks, these gentlemen are your next WBSW tag team champions, and together, they are The Northwest Express!
The booing continues to get louder and louder as the speech progresses. This is awful. What a joke.
Gold
This is just the beginning people, because this is the first wave of the future of WBSW…we are on the way, and we are willing to bring in any of you guys back in the locker rooms with us. There are championship belts and big money in the future of anyone back there ready to join us….We are Extreme Impact Worldwide, and the conquering of the wrestling world begins right here, tonight, in the WBSW…to the boys in the back, just call me and let’s talk about a $2 million signing bonus from EIW as soon as you’re name is on the contract…
I have never heard such loud boos from such a small crowd in my entire life.
Gold
But one thing is certain…Extreme Impact Worldwide is the future of the WBSW, and if you’re not with us, you are against us…and this is what happens to those who are against us….get his ass back up.
Oh damn, Sandow and Moses have Hughes up again, and Hughes is almost limp…NO, Gold with another Kickoff to the face of the champion! Security is finally on the way out as Gold and the other two men flee into the crowd! The sleazy bastard. Someone needs to get Gunner some attention now!
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