White Plains DVD Taping (5.25.13)

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

[ EARLIER TODAY ]

(( Justice Young is standing by. ))

Justice: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce Pat Gordon, Jr...

(PGJr walks into the picture on Justice's left side.)

Justice: … and Ryan Kidd...

(Ryan walks into the picture on Justice's right side.)

Justice: First off, Ryan, I just want to say that it's good to see you back in FGA!

Kidd: It feels great to be back!

Justice: Now last week, Ryan, you returned and helped your old friend Pat Gordon, Jr fend off The Murder. I've been told that you guys have a very special message for them tonight?

PGJr: That's exactly right, Justice. For far too long, The Murder has run rampant throughout this fine company. They've attacked, maimed and injured those closest to me. My childhood friend, Akista O'Hare. My good friend here, Ryan Kidd. They preyed upon Johnny Blayze to the point where he turned his back on me. Who can forget the many times they've jumped me? I certainly won't. And then Bob Pooler, the last man that I thought I could trust and count on... turned out to be with them all along. For far too long, The Murder has gotten away with murder. Well myself and Ryan are putting a stop to it.

Kidd: That's right, Pat. The sneak attacks. The group attacks. We're putting a stop to it, Justice. This thing ends.... at All-Star Showdown II!

Justice: You guys are challenging The Murder?

Kidd: That's exactly what we're doing. They want us to cower. They want us to ride and hide. But the only people are who are going to be running is you three when you step into the ring with us.

PGJr: And this won't just be some ordinary match, Justice. We want to inflict as much pain on them as they've done to Akrista O'Hare, Alistair Mangold, the both of us, and so many more. We want to damage them the same way they've damaged FGA. But most of all, we want to have them in a match where they can't hide. Where they can't run. Where they're surrounded by 15 feet of steel. At All-Star Showdown II, we're laying out the challenge. Myself and Ryan Kidd versus The Murder. STEEL.... CAGE.... MAYHEM!!!

Justice: That's really big news, guys! But, um, I hate to point out the obvious. But there's only two of you. And there's three of them. Don't you think that this is a bad idea?

(Both Kidd and PGJr give each other a knowing look.)

Kidd: He doesn't know, does me?

PGJr: He has no idea...

Justice: What are you guys talking about?

Kidd: Justice, we're not alone.

Justice: I don't understand. I only see two of you.

PGJr: That's the point, Justice.

Justice: …... wait a second! You guys mean to tell me that you have a third guy? Who is it? C'mon, you guys know you can tell me.

Kidd: Justice, that's for me and Pat to know and for all of you to find out in due time. But right now, I've got to go and get ready for my match tonight against Bob Pooler.

PGJr: Justice, The Murder may think they're in control. They may think they have all the power because Dom Harter is the FGA Champion. But the tables are about to turn...

[FGA Office]

White Plains DVD Taping
Westchester County Center
White Plains, NY

Kevin Clement: Welcome fans to another Frontier Grappling Arts presentation. We are coming to you from the Westchester County Center in White Plains, New York for this latest DVD Taping. I'm Kevin Clement. Joining me as always is Evan Grayson. And Evan, we are just under a month away from All-Star Showdown II.

Grayson: There's a lot of buzz regarding what's going to happen tonight. What matches will be made official? What challenges will be laid out? And which titles will be on the line?

Clement: Speaking of challenges, earlier today Pat Gordon, Jr and Ryan Kidd officially challenged The Murder to Steel Cage Mayhem at the upcoming supershow.

Grayson: I've heard the rumors about what this match is. And if the rumors are true, I'd hate to be Kidd and Gordon. That is the last match I'd want to be in if I had to be locked inside the ring against The Murder.

Clement: Speaking of The Murder, two thirds of that group will be in action tonight. First, Bob Pooler goes up against the returning Ryan Kidd.

Grayson: Ever since Ryan was ran out of FGA, he's spent some time over in Pro-Wrestling FRONTLINE. We'll see if he learned anything on those tours overseas. I highly doubt it.

Clement: And in the main event, Chris Q goes one on one with Malcolm Drake.

Grayson: This is a dream match that a lot of us have been waiting for. Both of these men entered FGA roughly around the same time last year. Everyone picked Malcolm Drake to be the man to watch in 2013. Yet what happened? Chris Q continued his assault on the roster, steamrolled through everyone and become the FGA Champion. But Malcolm Drake wasn't exactly fading into obscurity. He concocted a master plan to rid FGA of all of Pat Gordon, Jr's allies until he was the only one left. And now, they'll finish the job.

Clement: It'll be interesting to see how this match turns out. Especially since we learned earlier this week that Chris Q has exercised his rematch clause.

Grayson: That he did. On the official FGA website, it was reported that Chris Q decided to use his rematch clause. And after looking things over, FGA officials have signed off on the match. However, they weren't exactly pleased with how the initial match turned out. So in two weeks, Dom Harter will defend his FGA Championship against Chris Q..... in FGA's first-ever Lumberjack Match.

Clement: With the ring being surrounded by lumberacks that have fallen victim to both of these men, there's no telling what will happen. We've got a ton of action here tonight. So let's not waste any time. Manny Cruz is already in the ring. And he's set to introduce our opening contest....

[FGA Office]

Noah van Dyke vs. Michael Kennedy

‘Made to Love’ by tobymac blasts over the PA system and Noah Van Dyke walks out onto the stage. He is not saying anything, not even taunting the crowd. He just looks around very calmly and walks down the ramp towards the ring.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring.... MICHAEL KENNEDY! And his opponent, from Washington, D.C..... weighing in at 205 pounds.... NOAH VAN DYKE!

He reaches the end of the ramp and he stops to look around once again. He gets down on his knees and puts his arms out while looking straight up. He gets up and walks up the steps to the ring and awaits his opponent.

Clement: Noah van Dyke will be the first of many making their FGA in-ring debuts here tonight. Any advice for the newcomer?

Grayson: Don't let the crowd or the bright lights get to you. Just stay calm, stick to your gameplan, and you'll be fine. Don't try anything crazy. Don't do anything stupid. Let the match come to you.

The bell sounds as both men head to the center of the ring and lock up. Kennedy quickly places van Dyke in a side headlock. But van Dyke shoves Kennedy off of him and into the ropes. When Kennedy comes back, he knocks van Dyke down with a running shoulderblock. As he runs into the ropes, van Dyke kips up to his feet. When Kennedy comes back, van Dyke leap frogs over him. Kennedy continues to run into the ropes. When Kennedy comes back, van Dyke goes for a hip toss. But Kennedy blocks it. So van Dyke goes for another hip toss but again, Kennedy blocks it. Kennedy goes to counter with a clothesline. But van Dyke ducks. When Kennedy turns around, van Dyke goes for a jumping swinging DDT. But Kennedy shoves him off in mid rotation. After van Dyke lands on his feet, Kennedy charges and goes for a clothesline. But van Dyke ducks, sending him into the ropes. When Kennedy comes back, van Dyke knocks him down with a dropsault. The crowd cheers. Kennedy gets back up, but van Dyke knocks him back down with another dropsault. The crowd cheers. As Kennedy gets up, van Dyke kicks him in the midsection and sets him up for a DDT. The crowd cheers. But Kennedy delivers a double leg pick up, runs into the corner and rams him back-first into the corner.

After delivering a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection, Kennedy whips and follows van Dyke into the opposite corner. But van Dyke performs a top rope handstand to cheers from the crowd. Kennedy hesitates to move in. When he tries to attack van Dyke, van Dyke nails him with a double foot mule kick to cheers from the crowd. As Kennedy gets up, van Dyke runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he takes Kennedy down with a hurricanrana. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Kennedy gets his shoulder up.

Van Dyke steps out onto the apron and waits for Kennedy to get up. When Kennedy gets up and turns around, van Dyke knocks him down with a springboard crossbody to cheers from the crowd.

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Kennedy gets his shoulder up.

As van Dyke picks him up, Kennedy nails him with a punch to the midsection. He then takes van Dyke and whips him into the ropes. When van Dyke comes back, Kennedy bends over to set up a back body drop. But van Dyke stops, lifts Kennedy up, turns, runs into the corner and delivers a turnbuckle powerbomb. The crowd cheers. As Kennedy drops to his knees, van Dyke nails him with a superkick t the face to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Kennedy, hoists him up and delivers The Savior to cheers from the crowd. Van Dyke makes the cover.

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THREE!

“Made to Love” plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, Noah van Dyke!

Noah van Dyke gets his arm raised to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Noah van Dyke with the impressive victory there. He made quick work of Michael Kennedy and finished him off in sho.... wait a minute. What's this?

"Lies" by Evanescence is heard over the stereo system. Van Dyke and the audience turn their attention to the entrance way as Joey Perello steps through the curtain to boos from the crowd. Perello can be seen giving van Dyke faux praise, complete with a series of claps followed by two thumbs up. Van Dyke has no earthly clue as to what's going on. Perello reaches into his back pocket and slips out a mic. After motioning for the production crew to cut his music, he begins to speak.

Perello: Well, would you look at that. God's son, Noah van Dyke, is victorious. Give God's favorite a round of applause would you?

(The crowd cheers as van Dyke can be seen mouthing “what do you want?”)

Perello: These people...

(Perello takes his finger and moves around the crowd)

Perello: …. they respect you. They respect you because you're a man of God. They respect you because you put God first. You, Noah, are a man that fights the good fight. Well... you may be a hero to these people. But to me? You're no hero, Noah. You're nothing but a coward.

(Perello licks his lips as he hears the boos from the crowd. He then lets out a smirk.)

Perello: You talk about “God” this, “God” that. Let me ask you something, Noah. Where was your God when innocent kids are getting shot in the streets every day? Where is your God when the poor and disadvantaged are constantly being taken advantage of. Where was your God when she was taken away from me.

(Perello points to the the “Brenda” tattoo on his neck. He sneers at the sight of van Dyke.)

Perello: But most importantly, Noah, where will your God be when I give you... a hero's farewell.

(Perello nonchalantly drops the mic as he steps back through the curtain. The crowd boos as van Dyke looks around in confusion.)

Clement: I'm about as lost as Noah van Dyke is. What in the world was that all about? What exactly is Joey Perello's problem?

Grayson: I don't know, but I love this guy's attitude.

[FGA Office]

The crowd is growing restless after the opening contest as suddenly the Westchester County Center is plunged into darkness. A single solitary spotlight shines down at the top of the aisle; the fans wondering who’s about to make their entrance, the usual hustle and bustle as most of them stand and talk amongst themselves about recent new signings and returning wrestlers. But their anticipation is swiftly bludgeoned as the opening chords of ‘Superunknown’ by Soundgarden ring out throughout the arena.

Grayson: Our new FGA Champion is here, Kevin!

Clement: He’s not even booked to wrestle tonight.

Sure enough, ‘The Tenacious Little Bastard’ Dom Harter bursts through the curtain just as the drums kick in on the song. The fans in attendance here tonight boo mercilessly as Harter stands in the spotlight; he’s not dressed to wrestle, instead opting for a pair of loose black jeans and a ‘Fly or Die’ t-shirt, the FGA Championship belt strapped around his waist. A smug, satisfied smirk plastered on his face as he soaks up the boos for a moment before moving slowly towards the ring, a swagger in his step as he goes.

The spotlight follows him down the aisle and all around the ring as he taunts the fans in the first few rows, pointing down towards the belt around his waist. It’s not until Dom climbs into the ring that the house lights return to normal. Manny Cruz hands the champion a microphone through the ropes, but the crowd are still booing Dom, not allowing him chance to speak.

Clement: These White Plains fans are vocal in their disapproval tonight. And our champion is finding that out first hand.

Harter stands in the center of the ring with that same smirk on his face as he rallies the fans, telling them to boo louder and put some f###ing effort in.

Dom Harter: What, were you expecting somebody different? A returning hero back to rid these streets of the vermin and the pests that roam freely. Maybe Junior or Kidd coming out here to declare that they got the better of us two weeks ago in Erie…

Harter pauses, seething as the fans pop for the mention of that event.

Dom Harter: SHUT UP! You see, Kidd may have returned that night and he may have took us by surprise. But as the saying goes, they may have won the battle, but we’re gonna win the war. Because that night in Erie I went backstage and I sought answers, I wanted to know why Kidd was allowed to run back into this federation. I wanted to know why he was allowed back in an FGA ring, because we all remember the last time we saw him in one…

The crowd boo, remembering that night when The Murder screwed Ryan Kidd out of his chance at the FGA Championship and his FGA career. Harter stands tall in the center of the ring, though, looking out over the fans with a sneer on his face.

Dom Harter: Turns out … Kidd has exploited a technicality. He found a loop hole of sorts, or he pleaded mercy with the bleeding hearts upstairs and they over turned his termination on the grounds that The Murder – quote unquote – royally screwed him over. And so he’s returned. What was it, Junior? You watched as Hardaway got put out of action, another pillar of your defense eliminated, albeit by a third party in this case. And of course with Pooler revealing himself to be a crow, with Blayze showing his true cowardice. His yellow-belly prominently on display for all to see … who was there left for you? Who else would be STUPID enough to stand by your side!? DEFIANT enough to oppose us!? Whose hubris would lead to their inevitable downfall? Well it just had to be Kidd…

Another pop from the crowd as Dom’s expression lightens significantly.

Dom Harter: If you want to walk back into the firing line, Kidd, that’s your problem. We’ll knock you right back down along with Junior. We’ll stomp you into that mat time after time until you learn your lesson. We’ll break you down again and again until you have no more give. That we can guarantee! But, that return, that shock … it hardly dampened the weekend. You see, the next night in Ocean City, Maryland–

Clement: Listen to these fans, they truly do hate The Murder.

Harter waits for the crowd to quieten down as he looks down, rubbing the title belt around his waist.

Dom Harter: Because two weeks ago in Ocean City, Maryland I accomplished what I set out to do when I joined this company nearly six months ago. And I did exactly what I said I would after ‘Only The Strong Survive’, I bested the Big Bad … Sorry, I mean I stole this belt from him. That’s the vernacular we’re using, isn’t it? Because I’m a no good little bitch who had to have help to win a title. Because if Malcolm hadn’t have pulled my ass from the fire you’d be looking at a roasted crow right now. INSTEAD you’re looking at the FGA Champion!

Dom Harter: And didn’t I win it at just the right time, right when all the parasites come crawling out from their hovels. The leeches start reattaching themselves, hoping to relive their former glories. And yes I’m referring to you Fairchild. And Tomkins. And O’Reilly. And especially you Kidd. This belt isn’t going anywhere – I would rather give Q another crack at it then let any of you slither back in here on your bellies and claim what you think is rightfully yours. You’re all on the same level as Nolan or Davison, you’re below Blayze and Brandt and Cash! Even Magna is higher on the pecking order than each and every one of you. So set your sights where they belong, boys. You see, I’m perched way up high on the FGA tree. I’m way up there…

Dom points towards the rafters.

Dom Harter: And you’re all…

He kneels down, his hand placed a few inches off the mat.

Dom Harter: No…

Harter slaps his hand down across the mat.

Dom Harter: You’re about here.

Dom stands back up.

Dom Harter: This isn’t 2012 anymore, your time is over. Past. Forgotten. NOW it is my time! Because thanks to the undying support of one man, one man whose dedication and belief in me, whose selfless actions enabled me to achieve my dreams … I am the FGA Champion. Because Malcolm Drake has allowed me to capture this belt for The Murder! And in doing so we have ushered in a new era here in FGA … and now, ladies and gentlemen, I am standing before you to herald the coming of our era. So you have two choices. Fly or die.

‘Superunknown’ starts back up as Harter throws down the microphone, leaning over the top rope to taunt some particularly rowdy fans in the front few rows before leaving the ring. He ignores all the boos and jeers on his way back up the aisle before disappearing back behind the curtain.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

Sean Sands vs. Ryan Big

The phrase 'Wolf Gang' is heard throughout the arena and the song 'Swag Me Out' by Odd Future is blasted in every speaker in the arena. As The Motto make their way towards the entrance ramp, the trio is greeted with a handful of boos from the FGA crowd.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Robbie League and Addy Reed. Representing The Motto..... RYAN BIG!

The group however takes its time to embrace their haters, by taunting and smirking at the crowd. The group finally gets in the ring as Ryan and Robbie climb the second turnbuckle and start lip syncing to the lyrics of their theme song.

Clement: Ryan Big is ready to make his in-ring debut here for Frontier Grappling Arts. It was two weeks ago at our last DVD Taping where Big and Addy Reed ran interference, causing Robbie League to get the win over Ken Davison.

Grayment: It's not their fault that Davison fell for the trap. They did what they had to do. And tonight, Big is looking to follow in the footsteps of his partner and start off with a win.

As the opening beat of "We Can Make The World Stop" by Glitch Mob hits, the crowd begins to cheer as they await for the very liked face that is Sean Sands. The black curtains are opened and most of the fans can see a man standing behind them. Sean Sands, with his regular in-ring attire, steps out from behind the ring curtains and looks out at the crowd, smiling.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Cincinnati, Ohio.... weighing in at 209 pounds.... SEAN SANDS!

He does not stand at the top of the ramp for long, quickly making his way down the ramp. He high fives a few fans along the way and eventually pulls off his t-shirt and either tosses it into the crowd, or hands it to someone in the front row.

Clement: Sean Sands will also be making his FGA in-ring debut as well tonight. What does he have to watch out for?

Grayson: The two members of The Motto outside the ring. If he takes his eyes off of Big for even a single second, it could prove to be costly.

The bell sounds as both wrestlers circle the ring. Robbie League can be seen slowly climbing up onto the apron. When Sands runs over to attack him, he quickly hops down. The two continue to circle the ring as Addy Reed begins to climb up onto the apron. When Sands runs over to confront her, she hops back down.

Clement: And here they go already. The Motto is doing exactly what they did two weeks ago.

Grayson: And it looks like it's working.

The two continue to circle the ring when Robbie League tries to climb back up onto the apron. When Sands runs over to attack him, he slips back down. Ryan Big then comes up from behind and goes for a running clothesline, but Sands ducks. When Big turns around, Sands nails him with a series of right hands to cheers from the crowd. After a kick to the midsection, he goes for an irish whip. But Big reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Big bends over to set up a back body drop. But Sands leap frogs over him and continues to run into the ropes. When Big turns around, Sands nails him with a series of right hands to cheers from the crowd. He then leaps up and goes for a jumping DDT. But Big catches him in mid air, runs and rams him back-first into the corner. The crowd boos as Big unleashes a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then steps back and chokes Sands with both hands. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE..... TWO...... THREE..... FOUR....

Big lets go. He brings Sands from out of the corner and whips him into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Big goes for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. But Sands counters with a headscissors takeover to cheers from the crowd. Big gets back up, but Sands knocks him back down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Big gets back up, only to get knocked back down by another dropkick. The crowd cheers. As Big gets up, Sands lifts him up and delivers an inverted atomic drop. While Big is doubled over, Sands grabs him and delivers a neckbreaker. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Big kicks out.

Clement: Sands with the first near fall of the match. After that three on one in the early goings of this match, Sands has been in control.

Grayson: He has. But The Motto is still at ringside. And if you think they're going to sit quietly on the outside, then you're sadly mistaken.

Sands picks up Big and goes for an irish whip. But Big reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Sands comes back, he connects with a bicycle kick that knocks him down to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Big kicks out.

Sands picks him up and goes for a vertical suplex, but Big blocks it. So Sands tightens his grip and goes for another vertical suplex. But again, Big blocks it. Big then counters with a vertical suplex of his own. But Sands slips down from behind. He grabs Big and goes for a german suplex, but Big counters with an elbow to the face, breaking the hold. He then runs into the ropes. When Big comes back, he goes for a running clothesline. Sands counters and floats over across his back. He tries to bring Big down with a crucifix pin. But Big counters with a Samoan Drop. The crowd boos as he turns over and makes the cover.

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Sands kicks out.

Big picks up Sands and whips him into the ropes. When Sands comes back, Big delivers a bridging northern lights suplex. The crowd boos as the ref starts the count.

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Sands gets his shoulder up.

Big picks up Sands and whips him into the corner. He then charges into the corner and connects with a clothesline that knocks him down. The crowd boos as Big puts the boots to Sands, knocking him underneath the bottom rope and to the floor. While Big distracts the ref, League and Reed scurry over and stomp away at Sands to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Aw come on!

Grayson: See? What did I tell you?

League then picks up Sands, slams his head against the apron and rolls him back into the ring. After moving the ref out of the way, Big goes over, picks up Sands, hoists him up and throws him down with a Falcon Arrow. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Sands gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Thankfully, Sands was able to get his shoulder up. But what in the heck was that by The Motto? That wasn't even necessary.

Grayson: You think they care what you think? They're Swag Money Productions. They don't care what you think.

Big picks up Sands and whips him into the corner. He charges into the corner, but Sands nails him with a boot to the face, turning him around and sending him stumbling away from the corner. Sands then runs up from behind, jumps up and delivers a backstabber to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Big gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd. After picking up Big, Sands nails him with a forearm strike to the face. While Big is stunned, Sands runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he goes for a hurricanrana. But Big counters with a sitdown powerbomb to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: That's it. It's over.

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Sands gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: What?

Clement: Sands still has a ton of fight left in him.

Big picks up Sands and throws him down with a scoop slam. After stepping through the ropes, he walks along the apron and heads to the top turnbuckle. The crowd boos while Reed and League cheer him on. But as Big climbs to the top turnbuckle, Sands kips up, darts over towards the corner and slams him down off the top turnbuckle. The crowd cheers.

Grayson: Oh no!

Clement: Big took a little too much time climbing up to the top. And Sands made him pay.

As Big gets up and turns around, Sands runs from out of the corner, leaps up and plants him with Face Meets Mat to cheers from the crowd. He then picks up Big, stands behind him, leaps up and delivers the Sand Attack to cheers from the crowd. Sands makes the cover.

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"We Can Make The World Stop" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, SEAN SA--

The cheers quickly turn to boos as League clotheslines Sands down from behind. The crowd continues to boo as The Motto stomps away at him while Reed yells instructions from the outside.

Grayson: And The Motto strikes again! Isn't this great?

Clement: There's nothing great about this at all. The Motto are nothing but a bunch of thugs.

But the boos turn to cheers as Xavier Daniels runs down to the ring.

Grayson: What is he doing out here?

Clement: Finally some help for Sean Sands!

Daniels hops onto the apron, springboards to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and knocks down League with a missile dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Sands then picks up Big and whips him into the ropes. When Big comes back, Sands clotheslines him over the top rope and to the floor. The crowd cheers.

Clement: Sands and Daniels are clearing house!

Grayson: No, no, no! This wasn't supposed to happen.

The Motto regroups on the outside and shouts at both Daniels and Sands as they make their way around ringside and back up the aisle. Back in the ring, Sands and Daniels raise each others arms in the air to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: It's a good thing that Daniels came out here to save Sands. Who knows what The Motto would have done to him.

Grayson: Sands and Daniels have won this battle. But this isn't the last time that these two men will cross paths with The Motto.

[FGA Office]

[The scene transitions into Kevin Clement and Evan Grayson alongside each other as they recap the previous FGA taping and review what occurred earlier with Dom Harter at the beginning of the show. Then, plugging a few pieces of company-branded merchandise, the commentating duo discusses the upcoming match of the show pitting Wayne Carruthers against newcomer Joey Perello. After analyzing and predicting the possibilities of the match, the signature guitar riff from X’s "Wild Thing" begins to play out of the venue’s sound system.]

Grayson: Why the hell is Wayne waddling out here for?

Clement: Well Evan as you know, Wayne has a popular video blog titled “Wayne’s World” where we--

Grayson: Sounds like a snooze-fest.

Clement: You should check it out sometime.

Grayson: He’ll just rock me to sleep.

[Meanwhile, a fog of smoke covers the lower half of the stage before the drum beat enters the musical foray, which cues Wayne Carruthers to make his appearance onto the entrance platform. Welcomed with the audience singing along to his theme song, Carruthers struts away from the stage as the lights from the stage behind him pulsate in rhythm to the rock tune playing aloud. Carruthers, finally making his way down to the ring, climbs atop the apron before entering the squared circle where he shoots his arms out to the side as he balls his hands into a fist before returning his arms nearby his waist. Then, Wayne walks over to ringside announcer Manny Cruz, who then hands a microphone over to Carruthers.]

Grayson: Wake me up when this is over…

Clement: What do you mean? Have some patience.

[Carruthers paces around the ring with a microphone in hand, occasionally looking into the audience. The crowd itself is in a frenzy before chanting “WILD-THING, WILD-THING, WILD-THING”. As Wayne pulls the microphone toward his lips, the audience quiets down to listen.]

Carruthers: Let me just start off by saying it feels go to be out here in front of all you Wayniacs here tonight! So before I continue, I just want to thank each and every single one of you for coming out here because tonight is a special night. You might ask yourself why that may be so. Well, because as of right now, we’re going to do a rare live edition of “Wayne’s World” right here, right now! What do you folks say to that?! Are you ready White Plains?! Well let’s kick this off right by introducing myself. I am the one and only… The never phony… The never late but always lonely… The guy that wants all the girls to say “hey baby come over here and hold me”… WAYNE CARRUTHERS!

[The fans cheer wildly as Evan Grayson continues to mock Carruthers. After Wayne enthuses the crowd with several arm gestures and antics he gathers his composure in the middle of the ring and continuing on with his segment.]

Carruthers: So tonight I got this match against Joey Perello. But before I get into talking about him and talking about my match, I have a bone to pick with certain people in particular… You see, as of late, I’ve been trying to gain some notoriety here in the short time I’ve been in FGA. For starters, I’ve picked up three straight victories in singles competition. I’m even slowly but surely climbing the company rankings. Hell, I’m even making some strides in being a decent wrestler. But even with all that, I just can’t seem to shed this stigma of me not being a part of the status quo in wrestling. See, I don’t know if many of you have noticed but I kinda stick out like a sore thumb when it comes to being in this business. I mean, you don’t see me with washboard abs and greased up like holiday ham. I don’t come out here looking like I just did four dozen push-ups. But what I do is come out to kick ass and take names. And then you got guys backstage where all they care about is the superficial things in life and how their looks will progress them into prosperity. Well, let me tell you…

[Just as Carruthers is about to continue, he is cut off by the instantly-recognizable drumming of John Bonham, and Jimmy Page’s harmonica along with John Paul Jones’ bass imply one thing – FGA is about to get Karmic]

Grayson: zzz-zzz-zzWAIT A SECOND!? Did this show just get.... KARMIC?

Clement: Unfortunately....

[Karma swaggers out, wearing a black leather jacket, white shirt and tattered jeans, wagging his finger in the direction of Carruthers as Cherry Baum stands beside him, shaking her head in wild disagreement, before handing a mic to Karma]

Karma: Now whoa there, Wayne…Wayne…

[Cherry leans over to whisper into Karma’s ear]

Karma: …Carruthers, are you honestly going to stand in that ring and tell everyone here, these people who paid their hard-earned money, that the segment that makes their lives complete is the one you are hosting right now?

[Karma stands there, arms folded, with a disapproving look on his face]

Karma: See, you know and I know and Cherry knows two things about your segment – firstly that it is not “party time” and, secondly, it is most assuredly not excellent.

[Cherry snaps her fingers next to Karma]

Karma: …because you know and I know and Cherry knows and my adoring public knows that this segment right here is nothing but the poorest man’s production of that pop culture phenomenon that is Karmic TV.

Grayson: You got that right, Johnny !

Clement: Oh give it a rest already.

Karma: So whilst you may want to come out here and tell us how’re you’re a fat ass and taking names, then you come to someone like me – Frontier Wrestling Arts’ first true superstar, the best damn wrestler to walk in the door, and the guy who beat Bond…Chris Bond last time out because I am Johnny Karma and I am awe…

[Cherry whispers in Karma’s ear again]

Karma: Somebody else does that line? Who?

[Cherry whispers again]

Karma: The What? What in the name of heck is one of those?

[Cherry shrugs, before Karma regains his focus]

Karma: What you need to learn, Carruthers, is that you may be the tubby engine that could, but I’m the sleek engine that does every single night and, whilst you are looking forward to a match with Joey Parello, a match that really should be known as Jello versus Perello, I am merely waiting for my cue to steal the show yet again against Alexia Brandt because I am the best there is…the best there was…the…

[Cherry whispers in Karma’s ear again, and Karma briefly gets flustered before regaining his composure]

Karma: …well you get the point.

"When The Levee Breaks" plays as both Karma and Cherry exit the ring. Wayne is left standing there fuming.

Clement: What a blatant lack of respect shown by Johnny Karma. That wasn't even called for.

Grayson: It's been long overdue. It's about time Two Tons of Fun got put in his place.

[FGA Office]

June 21, 2013
Secaucus, NJ

[FGA Office]

Wayne Carruthers vs. Joey Perello

"Lies" by Evanescence is heard of the stereo system as the arena lights dim down and smoke pours off the ground. Around the one minute of "Lies" Perello is seen coming through the curtain, a slow pace in his step. His eyes are set on the ring, only making eye contact with certain fans who heckle him.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the Bronx, New York.... weighing in at 220 pounds.... He is "The Silencer" JOEY PERELLO!

He slides into the ring, gets to his feet, and raises both of his arms in the air, spinning around in a circle as he does so. He then starts throwing punches at the air, getting himself loose and prepared for the match.

Clement: Joey Perello is probably one of the most miserable men that I've ever had the misfortune to be around. The man is just so bitter.

Grayson: Can you blame him? This man dedicated his life to protecting and serving the public. This man has risked life and limb on a daily basis. Yet people show him and his fellow policemen, the real heroes of the world, no respect. But they cheer fat slobs like Wayne Carruthers. It's a crying shame.

The signature guitar riff from X’s "Wild Thing" begins to play out of the venue’s sound system. Meanwhile, a fog of smoke covers the lower half of the stage before the drum beat enters the musical foray, which cues Wayne Carruthers to make his appearance onto the entrance platform. Welcomed with the audience singing along to his theme song, Carruthers struts away from the stage as the lights from the stage behind him pulsate in rhythm to the rock tune playing aloud.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Cleveland, Ohio.... weighing in at 260 pounds.... "Wild Thing" WAYNE CARRUTHERS!

Carruthers, finally making his way down to the ring, climbs atop the apron before entering the squared circle where he shoots his arms out to the side as he balls his hands into a fist before returning his arms nearby his waist.

Clement: Wayne Carruthers is fresh off of that confrontration with Johnny Karma. You think that will have any effect going into this match?

Grayson: It better not. Or he can kiss that "undefeated in singles matches" streak goodbye.

The bell sounds as both men step to the center of the ring. Carruthers is all smiles as Perello just stares a hole right through him. After staring at Perello, Carruthers extends his hand for a handshake. Perello looks down at the hand, then back up at Carruthers before slapping away the hand. The crowd boos. But Carruthers just smirks as he steps back and circle the ring.

Clement: Some blatant disrespect there shown by Perello to Carruthers.

Grayson: Well after what just went down between him and Karma, he should be used to it.

The two lock up. Carruthers quickly goes behind Perello and applies a waistlock. Perello tries to pry Carruthers' arms off of him. But it's to no avail. Carruthers then yanks up Perello and throws him down with a waistlock takedown. The crowd cheers as Carruthers circles the ring. Perello slowly pushes himself up off the mat as he never takes his eyes off of his opponent.

Clement: Carruthers with the quick takedown on Perello. And Perello looks none too pleased.

Grayson: Getting bested by a pig like Carruthers is a bit embarrassing.

Carruthers inches back over and locks up with Perello. After jockeying for position, Carruthers moves Perello across the ring and presses him up against the ropes. The ref goes over and gives both men until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE..... TWO.... THREE.... FOUR....

Both men slowly make a clean break. That is until Perello shoves Carruthers to boos from the crowd. But the boos turn to cheers once Carruthers responds with a shove of his own. But the cheers turn right back to boos when Perello nails Carruthers with a knee strike to the midsection. He quickly takes Carruthers and slams his head into the top trunbuckle. After delivering a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection, Perello nails him with repeated elbow strikes to the face. He then brings Carruthers from out of the corner and whips him into the ropes. When Carruthers comes back, he knocks down Perello with a running crossbody to cheers from the crowd.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Perello kicks out.

Both men get up. But Carruthers quickly grabs Perello and whips him into the ropes. When Perello comes back, Carruthers throws him down with a hip toss. The crowd cheers. Perello gets back up, but Carruthers throws him down with an arm drag. The crowd cheers. As Perello gets back up, Carruthers grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When Perello comes back, Carruthers brings him down with a drop toe hold. He quickly rolls across Perello's back and applies a hammerlock to cheers from the crowd. Perello slaps the canvas in frustration.

Clement: And once again, Carruthers gets the better of Perello. Maybe Perello underestimated "Wild Thing"?

The ref asks Perello if he wants to give up, but Perello refuses to quit. After battling his way back up to his feet, he nails Carruthers with three elbows to the face with his free arm. Once the hold is broken, Perello runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he goes for a clothesline. But Carruthers ducks, scoops him up across his back and then delivers the Cleveland Steamer to cheers from the crowd. After Perello rolls over and pulls himself up using the ropes, Carruthers runs over and sends them both over the top rope and to the floor with a Cactus Clothesline. The crowd cheers.

Clement: And both men fall hard to the floor after that wild clothesline from "Wild Thing". Carruthers has been on his game thus far. He may even be taking a little bit of his frustration towards Johnny Karma out on Perello.

Carruthers is the first to get up to his feet. He rolls back into the ring and heads into the ropes. As Perello gets up, Carruthers goes for a suicide dive into a flying forearm smash. But Perello dives out of the way, causing Carruthers to land hard on the floor. The crowd boos.

Grayson: And nobody's home!

Clement: Perello wisely got out of the way. And Carruthers paid for it as he crashes hard on the floor. He may be hurt, Evan.

Perello goes over and puts the boots to Carruthers. He then picks up Carruthers and whips him hard against the barricade. Carruthers stumbles from off the barricade before dropping to his knees in pain. Perello goes over, grabs him by the back of the neck with one hand and grabs him by the throat with the other hand, choking him to boos from the crowd. The ref quickly rolls to the outside and tells Perello break the hold. Perello reluctantly does so. He then picks up Carruthers and slams his head against the ring post. Carruthers stumbles around ringside. But Perello doesn't let him out of his sight. He grabs Carruthers' right hand and swings it hard against the ring post. Carruthers groans in pain as he clutches his hand. Perello quickly climbs up onto the apron, grabs a hold of Carruthers' hand, places it on the apron and then delivers a stomp to his thumb. Carruthers groans in pain as the crowd boos.

Clement: Perello continues this violent assault on Carruthers.

Grayson: Yeah. It looks like he's trying to follow through on his promise.

Once Carruthers turns around, Perello hops off the apron and goes for a double ax handle smash. But Carruthers catches him in mid air, runs forward and rams him back-first into the ring post. The crowd cheers as Perello holds his back in pain. Carruthers picks up Perello and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling back in, he's greeted by a kick to the face from Perello. The crowd boos as Perello reaches down, grabs Carruthers' right hand and repeatedly tries to yank the pinky finger in the opposite direction.

Clement: Come on, ref! Break this up! There's no need for this in a wrestling match!

The ref then goes over and pulls Perello off of Carruthers. But the ref quickly backs up as Perello gets in his face. The ref cowers in the corner as Perello is literally breathing down his neck. But while Perello's back is turned, Carruthers slowly gets up. Perello turns and sees this. So he runs over and goes for a boot to the face. But Carruthers catches his foot. He then throws the foot down, hooks both of Perello's arms and nails him with a series of trapping headbutts to cheers from the crowd. When Carruthers lets go, he stumbles back and holds his head in pain.

Clement: It looks like Carruthers may have gotten the worse end of that attack.

Grayson: Yeah, hitting someone with headbutts after you've had your head slammed against a steel post is probably not the best idea. Then again, we never confused Carruthers with a genius, now did we?

While Carruthers is still stunned, Perello runs over and knocks him down with a boot to the face. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Carruthers gets his shoulder up.

Perello picks him up and whips him into the ropes. When Carruthers comes back, Perello hoists him up and knocks him down with the Ground Rule. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Carruthers gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Perello picks up Carruthers and nails him with another European Uppercut, sending him stumbling into the corner. Perello then heads over, grabs Carruthers and whips him into the opposite corner. But Carruthers ricochets out of the corner, runs over and knocks Perello down with a clothesline. The crowd cheers. Perello gets back up, but Carruthers knocks him down with another clothesline. The crowd cheers. As Perello gets up, Carruthers kicks him in the midsection, scoops him over his shoulder and plants him with the Blitzkrieg Crush. The crowd cheers as he turns and makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Perello gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Perello just barely got his shoulder up.

After picking up Perello, Carruthers throws him down with a scoop slam. He then bounces into the ropes. When Carruthers comes back, he connects with a senton to cheers from the crowd. After getting up and dragging Perello into position, Carruthers steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. But as he reaches the top, Perello dives into the corner and nails him with a punch to the gut. While Carruthers is stunned, Perello climbs up to the top turnbuckle and goes for a superplex. But Carruthers blocks it. He then breaks free and shoves Perello off the top rope, sending him down back-first to the canvas. The crowd cheers. Carruthers then turns around on the top turnbuckle and connects with a moonsault to cheers from the crowd. He hooks the leg.

ONE!
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TWO!
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The crowd sighs as Perello gets his shoulder up. Carruthers looks up at the ref in disbelief.

Clement: I can't believe it, either.

Suddenly, Johnny Karma and Cherry Baum can be seen sauntering down to the ring to boos from the crowd. They both point at Carruthers. But "Wild Thing" doesn't let them distract him.

Carruthers picks up Perello and whips him into the ropes. When Perello comes back, Carruthers hoists him up and drops him with the Skyfall Slam. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!

"Wild Thing" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, WAYNE CARRUTHERS!

The ref raises Carruthers' arm in the air to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Wayne Carruthers keeps his momentum rolling. He faced one hell of a challenge tonight in Joey Perello. But Carruthers was able to battle back and pick up the win.

Grayson: Good for him. He beat a guy in his first match here. I'm so impressed. You want to know what would really be impressive? Seeing this slob beat Johnny Karma. But that would never happen because he can't touch Karma. Karma is better than him on the mic. He's better than him in the ring. He's also better than him at life. But all of that goes without saying, now doesn't it?

[FGA Office]

[We're treated to a tight shot of the face of a smirking Chris Tryon. As we pan out, we see him seated in a chair next to a plain folding card table. In his hands we see his "new" toy, the iPad 2 that he's used to monitor all of the latest Twitter information surrounding Frontier Grappling Arts. As the Usual Suspects are not due for any ring action tonight, Tryon is dressed in typical street clothes; his favorite Star Wars t-shirt, faded jeans, and black Nike shocks.]

Tryon: "Orange juice. You tasty glass of bitch. I like you." *chuckles* Wayne Carruthers, I'm truly becoming addicted to your Twitter account.

[Tryon's Twitter browsing is suddenly interrupted by his tag team partner, Jason Marx, who has seemingly taken a much more formal route for his first introduction to an FGA DVD taping. "Dressed to the nines" in his new grey suit, blue knit tie, white dress shirt, and brown leather wingtips, he notices his partner's dress and looks disappointed.]

Marx: You really did wear that shirt...

Tryon: What of it?

Marx: Did you even wash it?

[Tryon takes a sniff of his shirt and shrugs, as to say that it's fine. Just as it looks like Marx is about to enter one of his lectures about professionalism, the duo are interrupted by one, Justice Young.]

Justice Young: Jason Marx, Chris Tryon... Ladies and gentlemen, we are here backstage with the newest additions to Frontier Grappling Arts growing tag team roster - The Ususal Suspects. Gentlemen, may I be the first to welcome you to FGA.

[Definitely not wanting to make a bad impression during their first on screen interview, Marx focuses his attention to Justice Young and the camera.]

Marx: Justice Young, consider it your pleasure to be speaking with the two men who are going to bring respectability to the tag team division here in Frontier Grappling Arts. What you have in front of you is a true tag team specialist *thumbing his chest* and the kid *motioning towards Tryon* who is going to take the bar that was set before him by my past partners to create an unstoppable force! We are here to put everyone on notice... The Usual Suspects have arrived and we are here to dominate tag team wrestling like nobody has ever see----

Tryon: Good GOD, would you shut the fuck up old man?

[Marx is suddenly halted in mid-sentence by his ever-so arrogant tag team partner. Tryon gets up from his seat, placing his iPad on the card table, and stares daggers at his trainer.]

Tryon: Is that really what we're going for? Classic 90s stick work? Look, I'm usually fine with letting you do your thing and all, but I'm not gonna be laughed out of this company before we even get a fuckin' match. Look here Justice Young, I've sat back for a few weeks now - taking in the sights of Frontier Grappling Alliance, and frankly I'm not impressed. The Harvard Connection? Gimme' a fuckin' break. Everybody is afraid of The Murder? What the fuck ever. Nobody here means dick to me, just like whatever accolades the old man thinks that he's racked up over the years means dick to you guys.

[Justice Young, taken aback by the complete lack of disrespect that Chris Tryon is showing for his financial backer, partner, and trainer along with the established FGA tag team roster.]

Tryon: We don't have swag and we're not a legendary tag team like Koolstorm. What we are is legitimacy. Frontier Grappling Arts has been plugging along now for almost a year and there hasn't been any tag team title belts. Mere days after we sign a contract with this company, rumors begin to swirl that said titles are going to be introduced this summer. It's not a coincidence. It's a foregone conclusion that we are the saviors of the pathetic tag team division that has been served up since this promotion opened its doors.

Justice Young: Big words for a team that hasn't stepped foot into an FGA ring yet...

Tryon: No, what I'm saying is fact. Big words are the bullshit excitement that's happened on Twitter since those rumors began. *grabbing his iPad off of the table* We've got The Murder claiming that it's just another division for them to rule. Shit, there's even people that I don't even think work here broadcasting that they're looking for a tag partner so they can make a run for the belts. Everybody just needs to calm the fuck down. The Murder needs to focus on whatever beef they've got with Chris Q, those Ivy League assholes need to focus on that Pride title, and the swag twins can still pretend to be cool, but those tag team titles will belong to the Usual Suspects. Legitimacy - it's what we are. Champions - that's our future. All we're waiting on is for our belts to be made.

Shrill Female Voice: M&MS!!!

[Our shot moves to the left where we see a visibly upset, Tiffany Lawrence Michaels, looking for her bowl of blue M&Ms promised to her by Marx.]

Tiffany: Where are my M&Ms Jason? You promised me that I would have my M&Ms!!!

Marx: *always a quick thinker* Justice, what the fuck man. You still haven't got those M&Ms ready for her?

Justice Young: ...what?

Tiffany: *shoving her finger in Justice Young's chest* Look here Mr. Young! I was promised blue M&Ms in my verbal contract with FGA. Do not make me file a breach of contract with this company. My cousin is a lawyer, I will sue your ass if I don't get my blue M&Ms.

Tryon: Yeah Justice... Get on that.

[Marx and Tryon exit stage left leaving the befuddled Justice Young face to face with a fuming Tiffany Lawrence Michaels.]

[FGA Office]

Teenage Kicks starts up on the speakers and Micky O'Reilly steps out. He is unusually tidy, wearing clean dark blue jeans, a freshly ironed close fitting black t-shirt and, remarkably, a pair of black shoes. He is accompanied by a young man in an FGA t-shirt, a member of the crew, pushing a serving trolley full of shot glasses and a litre bottle of Jameson's. They slowly walk to the ring to loud cheers, pausing to hand out shot's of whiskey along the way, telling people to wait for their cue. Much to O'Reilly's annoyance the crewman ensures they only go to people who look of age.

Once at the ring O'Reilly takes a mic and the bottle from the trolley and climbs up to the canvas. Stepping between the middle and top ropes he starts his speech.

O'Reilly: Welcome friends! Welcome to this most special of nights!

The crowd cheers and starts up a chant of "Tomkins, Tomkins, Tomkins", some of the more eager members taking the opportunity to down their shot. O'Reilly shakes his head and waves his hands in the air, calling off the chant.

O'Reilly: No, no, I'm not talking about your boy wonder, I'm talking about something much more interesting. I'm talking about the event of the year, something so important I even bought myself a new suit.

He motions down at himself and turn slowly, allowing the crowd to take in his appearance. Several members of the crowd wolf whistle in mocking appreciation.

O'Reilly: This coming week, my friends, sees the start of a new feature on the FGA web-thingy. I'd like you to raise your glasses to a new show detailing my experiences since leaving last year.

He raises the open whiskey bottle, using it to indicate an unfurling banner above the walkway to the ring. O'Reilly's smiling face is staring back at the crowd, five foot tall alongside the words "Adventures of an Irishman"

O'Reilly: Now drink!

The members of the crowd who still have drinks remaining raise their glasses and toast the occasion. O'Reilly raises the bottle and finishes off the contents, whiskey dribbling from the corners of his mouth and down the front of his formerly clean attire. He steps out of the ring, placing the bottle back on the trolley, and struts back up the walkway to the sound of Teenage Kick, pausing at the exit to soak the atmosphere. He raises the mic one last time..

O'Reilly: Enjoy the show...

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

Xavier Daniels vs. Johnny Blayze

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, now residing out of Boston, Massachusetts by way of London, England.... weighing in at 202 pounds... he is "Next Level" XAVIER DANIELS!

Clement: Xavier Jones will be making his in-ring debut tonight for FGA. We saw him earlier tonight when he came to the aid of his friend, Sean Sands.

Grayson: Xavier can play hero all he wants. He just better hope that The Motto doesn't come out for some payback. That or Blayze throwing a fireball at him.

The lights go dark and spotlights circle the top of the ramp as "Ladies & Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play over the sound system. The fans boo as through the black curtain separating backstage from the main arena bursts a Caucasian male with an athletic build and shaved head with a bit of brown stubble on his chin. He is wearing tight black leather pants with red & yellow flames in front and "Blayze" on the back, black elbow pads, and black boots (all with flames emblazoned on them). His ensemble is completed by a black hoodie with the hood pulled over his head.

Ladies and gentlemen please
Would you bring your attention to me?
For a feast for your eyes to see
An explosion of catastrophe

Blayze raises his fists in the air as the lights go back on. He then struts down to the ring, jaw jacking with fans on both sides of the aisle giving them all a piece of his mind.

Like nothing you've ever seen before
Watch closely as I open this door
Your jaws will be on the floor
After this you'll be begging for more

Once at ringside, Johnny Blayze climbs the ring steps and enters the ring through the top and middle ropes before leaping up on to the turnbuckles in the nearby corner, raising his fists in the air once more. The crowd continues to boo him as he removes his hoodie and throws it down to the floor below.

Welcome to the show
Please come inside
Ladies and gentlemen

He then jumps off and does a few fist raises in the air in time with the music.

Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen

The music fades as he backs into his corner. The ring announcer then introduces him to the crowd.

Cruz: From Daytona Beach, Florida…weighing in tonight at 215 pounds…...

"HOT STUFFFFF" JOHNNYYYY BLAAAAYZE!!!!

The crowd responds with a chorus of boos.

Clement: Johnny Blayze is so proud of himself. He has shown absolutely no remorse for what he did to Alexia Brandt.

Grayson: And why should he?

Clement: The man threw a fireball at her!

Grayson: And? She should have just let him go on his merry way. But no, she put her hands on him. And he made her pay. She's lucky she didn't get that pretty red hair of hers burnt off.

Johnny Blayze enters the ring with a piece of paper in his hand which he hands to the ring announcer. He then hops out of the ring and remains standing at ringside.

Cruz: Ladies and gentlemen…I've just been handed a medical notice from Johnny Blayze's doctor. It states the following:

Manny Cruz reads from the paper.

Cruz: Mister Blayze is currently suffering from a severe case of food poisoning.

Clement: But he looks perfectly fine!

Grayson: What are you talking about? He looks deathly ill. Someone get this man to a hospital, stat!

Clement: Oh stop it!

Johnny Blayze immediately goes from looking perfectly normal to clutching his stomach in a not-so-convincing manner. The ring announcer continues to read from the paper.

Cruz: And it is my professional opinion that Mister Blayze NOT compete in any physical activity on May Twenty-Fifth in White Plains, New York.

Clement: What a croc of you-know-what.

Blayze still doubled over is slowly moving towards the aisleway as Xavier Daniels walks around the ring. The referee and the ring announcer consult for a moment.

Cruz: The referee has no other choice but to award this match to Xavier Daniels.

Daniels starts to walk around the ring with his arm raised high. Johnny Blayze drops his 'act" and slides into the ring, attacking Xavier Daniels from behind to start the match officially.

Clement: And there goes that lying coward, Johnny Blayze. It's bad enough he won't accept Alexia Brandt's challenge. But now he has to lie and sneak attack his competition.

The bell sounds as Blayze hammers away with clubbing shots to the back. But the ref moves him back towards the center of the ring. After Daniels gets up, both men circle the ring. After locking up, Blayze moves Daniels across the ring and presses him up against the ropes. The ref goes over and gives them until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE.... TWO.... THREE.... FOUR....

Both men make a clean break. But Blayze quickly piefaces Daniels to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Blayze showing the newcomer no respect.

Grayson: As he shouldn't.

Daniels makes his way off the ropes and circles the ring. He inches back over and locks up with Blayze. After jockeying for position, Blayze moves him across the ring and presses him up against the ropes. The ref quickly scurries over and gives them until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE...... TWO..... THREE.... FOUR....

Blayze breaks the hold.... and slaps the taste out of Daniels' mouth to boos from the crowd. The boos quickly turn back to cheers as Daniels races across the ring to attack him. But Blayze quickly drops to the mat and rolls to the outside. The crowd boos.

Clement: And now Blayze wants to retreat. He has no problem cheapshotting people. But when it comes to fighting face to face, he wants no part of him.

Grayson: He had no trouble wiping the floor with Pat Gordon, Jr two weeks ago.

Daniels follows Blayze's every move as Blayze circles the ringside area. He quickly shoos Daniels away from him. But Daniels won't let him get back in the ring. After complaining to the ref, the ref is forced to move Daniels back. The crowd boos. Once there's distance between the two, Blayze rolls back into the ring.

The two men circle the ring and lock up. Blayze quickly places him in a side headlock. He then performs a standing switch, transitioning into a hammerlock from behind. But Daniels reaches back with his free arm and counters with a jumping snapmare takeover. The crowd cheers. As Blayze gets back up to his feet, Daniels places him in a side headlock. Blayze is able to slip out and counter with a hammerlock. But Daniels bends over and reverses into a hammerlock of his own. The crowd cheers. Blayze tries to battle out, but Daniels jerks the arm. The ref asks Blayze is he wants to give up. When Blayze refuses to quit, Daniels lifts him up and delivers a hammerlock back suplex to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Blayze kicks out.

Daniels picks him up and delivers an arm wrench. Blayze seethes in pain as Daniels delivers another arm wrench. Blayze quickly reaches over, grabs Daniels by the wrist and counters with an arm wrench of his own. He delivers another arm wrench to boos from the crowd. Daniels then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and counters with an arm wrench of his own, but Blayze reaches over and counters with another arm wrench to boos from the crowd. He then grabs Daniels by the hair and yanks him down to the canvas. Daniels kips back up, but Blayze grabs him by the hair and yanks him back down to the canvas. Daniels kips back up, runs into the corner, runs up the turnbuckles, jumps off the top turnbuckle and delivers a flying arm drag to cheers from the crowd. As Blayze gets up, Daniels throws him down with an arm drag. The crowd cheers. Blayze gets up, but Daniels throws him down with an overhead arm drag. The crowd cheers. When Blayze gets up, Daniels grabs him and goes for an irish whip. But Blayze reverses, sending Daniels into the ropes. When Daniels comes back, Blayze knocks him down with a dropkick to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Daniels bridges out from underneath Blayze to cheers from the crowd. When Blayze turns to Daniels, he catches a rolling solebutt kick to the face to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

Clement: Wow, did you see that kick to the face? Blayze turned right into it....

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Blayze kicks out.

Daniels picks up Blayze and whips him into the ropes. When Blayze comes back, Daniel leap frogs over him. Blayze continues to run into the ropes. As Blayze comes back, Daniels crouches down and rolls backwards. Blayze leapfrogs over him and runs into the ropes. As Daniels rolls up to his feet, Blayze runs back towards him. But Daniels knocks him down with a standing dropkick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Blayze kicks out.

As Daniels picks up Blayze, Blayze nails him with a punch to the midsection. While Daniels is doubled over, Blayze quickly grabs him and tosses him through the ropes and out onto the apron. The crowd boos. As Daniels gets up on the apron, Blayze runs into the corner and connects with a springboard rebound dropkick, knocking Daniels off the apron and to the floor. The crowd boos. After stepping out onto the apron, Blayze waits impatiently for Daniels to get up. Once Daniels gets up and turns around, Blayze runs along the apron, jumps off and knocks him down with a diving spinning wheel kick to boos from the crowd.

Clement: A tremendous move by Blayze knocks Daniels down on the outside.

Grayson: Blayze has continued to control this match by using his speed and agility to his advantage.

After picking up Daniels, Blayze slams his head onto the apron before shoving him back into the ring. Blayze then rolls himself back in and makes the cover.

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Daniels gets his foot on the bottom rope.

After picking up Daniels, Blayze nails him with two forearm strikes to the face. He then whips him into the ropes. When Daniels comes back, Blayze delivers a bridging northern lights suplex.

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Daniels gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Blayze picks him up, only to take him down with a swinging neckbreaker. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Daniels gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Again, Blayze only gets a two count.

Grayson: I don't know why Daniels keeps getting his shoulder up. He's just delaying the inevitable.

Blayze picks him up, runs into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning him around, Blayze whips him into the opposite corner. He runs across the ring, hops onto Daniels and monkey flips him from out of the corner. But somehow Daniels lands on his feet to cheers from the crowd. He runs into the ropes as Blayze gets up to his feet. When Daniels comes back, Blayze delivers a leg lariat to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: What a move.

Clement: Leg lariat from out of nowhere! This could be it....

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Daniels gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

As Blayze picks up Daniels, Daniels nails him with a series of right hands to the midsection. But Blayze stops the comeback with a knee strike to the midsection. He then goes for a suplex. But Daniels slips down from behind and delivers a german suplex hold.

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Blayze gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Clement: A great counter by Daniels, but Blayze was able to get his shoulder up.

Daniels picks up Blayze and goes for an irish whip. But Blayze reverses, sending him into the ropes. When Daniels comes back, he slides through Blayze's legs. When Blayze turns around, Daniels kicks him in the midsection and delivers and delivers a hammerlock reverse STO. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Blayze gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

After picking Blayze up, Daniels runs into the ropes. When Daniels comes back, Blayze catches him with an elbow strike that stuns him. He then runs into the ropes. When Blayze comes back, Daniels nails him with a spinning back kick to the midsection. He then takes Blayze and whips him into the corner. Daniels charges into the corner and connects with a running yakuza kick. The crowd cheers. He then brings a dazed Blayze from out of the corner, lifts him up across his shoulder and delivers Big Ben's Bash to cheers form the crowd. He makes the cover.

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“Scardonia” plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, XAVIER DANIELS!

Daniels gets his arm raised by the ref to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: That was a heck of a back and forth match we just saw. But Xavier Daniels was able to best Johnny Blayze and pick up the victory. Neither man really made any costly errors. But Daniels hit one or two more moves and that proved to be enough for the win.

Grayson: Beginner's luck. That's all it was.

Blayze can be seen frantically untying his boot. Once his boot is loose, he reaches in and pulls out a metal spike.

Clement: What in the world is he doing?

Grayson: I don't know, fixing the ring? It doesn't look a little rough.

When Daniels turns around, Blayze runs over and nails him in the forehead with the spike.

Clement: My God! What in the hell is this man's problem!?

Blayze gets on top of Daniels and repeatedly nails him in the forehead with the spike. The crowd nearly boos him out of the arena. Blayze then holds up the mic, showing the blood on the end of it.

Clement: This is uncalled for! I hope FGA officials fine him for everything he's worth! This is disgraceful! He hates this company so much, he can gladly leave! This type of behavior doesn't belong here!

But the boos turn to cheers as Alexia Brandt races down to the ring.

Grayson: Well, well, if it isn't the "Third Rate Threat".

As soon as Brandt slides into the ring, Blayze quickly hops through the ropes and to the floor. The crowd boos as Blayze refuses to get back in the ring. Sean Sands can be making his way down to the ring.

Clement: Thank goodness there's finally some help out here for Xavier Daniels. He didn't deserve this. Is this what it's come to? Does Blayze feel he needs to pull these stunts to get some attention around here? How about getting in the ring with Alexia Brandt and proving his worth?

As Sands attends to Daniels, Brandt gets up and motions for Blayze to get back in the ring. But Blayze just blows her a kiss before walking back through the curtain.

[FGA Office]

[FGA Office]

Johnny Karma vs. Alexia Brandt

The arena is bathed in a warm glow of orange and red lights as the sheer epicness of John Bonhamdrum intro to “When the Levee Breaks” fills the arena, and at the exact microsecond that Jimmy Page’s riff starts The Man, The Myth, The Johnny Karma swaggers out onto the top of the ramp to greet his adoring public with Cherry Baum hanging on his arm, pausing to blow a kiss to all his fans in attendance who paid to see him and only him this evening, before he starts to walk down to the ring.

Clement: Earlier tonight, Johnny Karma came out and ruined a rare in-ring edition of Wayne's World. Carruthers has never had one bad word to say about him. But Karma can't cope with not being the center of attention. Not only can he not fathom not being the best wrestler here, but he can't fathom not being the best talk show host here. He thinks he's so great? How about he gets in the ring with Carruthers so we can see how great he really is.

Grayson: Why? He's already beaten a legend in Chris Bond. He is THE iron man of the Gold Rush Rumble. Facing the likes of Carruthers would be such a step down for him. But then again, I think Karma is the type of guy who couldn't resist passing up a freebie in a match with Fat Bastard.

Karma walks down the ramp, making sure not a single hair is out of place on his head, making sure to talk to his adoring public as they address him whilst he walks down to the ring. The pair reach ringside, as Cherry climbs onto the apron and holds the ropes open for her man. Karma waves to the luckiest fans of all, those at ringside as he performs, before walking up the ring steps and climbing into the ring through the gap Cherry has created for him.

Karma walks across the ring, climbing the turnbuckles and raises an arm into the air, holding up one finger to remind us all of one simple truth – He’s #1. Karma climbs down, then walks across the ring and climbs the opposite turnbuckles, looking out into the crowd who have paid for the privilege of watching him wrestle, before unzipping his track top to reveal his chiselled physique. He removes his dark glasses and places them in his jacket pocket, before climbing down]

As he stands in the ring, Cherry Baum takes the house mic...

Cherry Baum: Introducing first, for yours and my viewing pleasure...weighing in at a tough, buff and rough 233lbs, and hailing from Queens, NYC – he is bringing some long-overdue Technicolor to White Plains...he is JOHNNY KARMA!

[Cherry steps aside and gives a round of applause as Johnny K steps into the centre of the ring to remove his jacket and give a bow to the crowd, before Cherry hands him the microphone]

Johnny Karma: Ladies, ladies and…ladies.

[Karma flicks his head from side to side, keeping his hair in place]

Johnny Karma: Citizens of Karma Country, as your mayor I ask you just two things: do not leave your chewed gum on the sidewalk, and to cheer the third-generation feminist Alexia Brandt as she faces off against the first-generation greatness that is me, as she's trying oh-so-hard to impress you when she steps in the ring, and I wouldn't want to upset her by taking all the credit for this match being the highest-rated on every internet forum tomorrow morning. That half star at the end? That's hers.

The strangled squeal of the opening violin and synth to Emilie Autumn’s “Fight Like a Girl” echo out of the PA system, accompanied by the lights around the entrance curtain flashing wildly, eventually steadying into a throbbing pulse to match the methodical opening lyrics.

As the first refrain kicks in, the smoke machine gives a single blast, creating a single cloud that Alexia Brandt quickly dissipates as she pulls apart the curtains, eliciting cheers from the crowd which she gladly returns with a cheer of her own. Pausing only for a moment she heads down the ramp, slapping a few outstretched hands before reaching the ring, where she climbs onto the ring apron and hops over the top rope with a flourish.

Cruz: And his opponent, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada.... weighing in at 115 pounds... she is the "Third Wave Threat" ALEXIA BRANDT!

Landing effortlessly on her feet, she moves to the middle of the ring and gives another cheer, raising up a fist while facing the hard camera before she heads for her assigned corner and goes through a series of pre-match stretches including a full standing splits on the turnbuckle which gets some appreciative cheers from the crowd, a response she accepts with a sheepish smile before continuing her warm up.

Clement: Alexia appears to be recovering well from that uncalled for attack by Johnny Blayze two weeks ago. But that side of her face still isn't 100%. And it provides a very easy target for Johnny Karma.

Grayson: Karma doesn't have to take advantage of an injury to beat her. He's simply flat out better than her, just like Johnny Blayze is.

Clement: Speaking of which, you know that Brandt is still dying to get Blayze inside the ring.

Grayson: She says she is, but she isn't. She wants no parts of Blayze. All of this nonsense is just talk. She wants to make herself look tough. But she's not tough. She's a delicate flower that would get stomped all over by Blayze. That is, if Karma even leaves anything left over for Blayze to finish off.

The bell sounds as both wrestlers lock up. Brandt quickly places Karma in a side headlock. But Karma is able to slip out and counter into a hammerlock from behind. He jerks her arm, causing Brandt to cringe in pain. But after delivering a quick elbow to the face, Brandt reaches back and reapplies the side headlock. Karma tries to shove her off of him, but she's got the hold locked on tight. After three punches to the midsection, Karma slips out and reapplies the hammerlock. He jerks the arm, causing Brandt to cringe in pain. Karma quickly spins her around to deliver Instant Karma. But Brandt counters with a double leg takedown followed by a jackknife pin.

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Karma bridges up, turns over and knees her in the midsection. The crowd boos. He then sends her into the ropes. When Brandt comes back, she jumps, turns in mid air and rolls up Karma with a wheelbarrow victory roll. The crowd cheers.

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Karma kicks out.

As both wrestlers get up, Brandt quickly rolls him up in a small package. The crowd cheers.

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Karma kicks out.

Clement: And another nearfall by Brandt. But she only gets two.

As both wrestlers get up, Brandt runs over towards Karma. Karma goes to counter with a clothesline. But Brandt ducks the clothesline, floats over across his back and brings him down with a crucifix pin. The crowd cheers.

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

As Brandt gets up to her feet, Karma quickly rolls to the outside. The crowd boos. Karma tries to catch a breather on the outside. But the boos turn to cheers as Brandt rolls to the outside, grabs Karma and rolls him back into the ring.

Clement: Brandt is all over Karma. And she's not about to let him out of her sights.

After sliding back in, she kicks Karma in the midsection. Brandt goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending her into the corner. Karma runs into the corner. But Brandt nails him with a boot to the face, turning him around and sending him stumbling away from the corner to cheers from the crowd. Brandt then runs from out of the corner, hops onto Karma's shoulders and executes a victory roll. The crowd cheers.

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Karma kicks out to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Karma again barely escapes defeat?

Grayson: Barely? What match are you watching?

As both wrestlers get up, Karma stops Brandt with a series of knife-edge chops. He then takes Brandt and whips her into the ropes. When Brandt comes back, Karma goes for a clothesline. But Brandt ducks and runs into the ropes. When Brandt comes back, Karma knocks her down with a running high knee to the face. The crowd boos. He then bounces into the ropes. When Karma comes back, he connects with a jumping knee drop. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Brandt kicks out.

Clement: Brandt gets her shoulder up in time. But you can see her favoring that side of her face.

Grayson: Those were some well-placed knees by Karma. He knows what he's doing in there.

Clement: Does he? I want to know what he was thinking coming out onto Wayne's World and disrespecting Wayne Carruthers like that.

Grayson: You call it disrespecting him. I saw it as Karma putting that fat tub of lard in his place.

Karma picks her up and nails her with a punch to the midsection. After doubling her over, Karma hits a snap suplex, rolls through it and places his foot on top of her for the pin. The crowd boos as the ref starts the count.

Clement: And there he is with that arrogant cover....

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Brandt smacks Karma's foot from off of her chest.

Grayson: I'm surprised that didn't put her away.

Clement: Oh give it a rest.

Karma picks her up, turns around and drops her with the Bum Trip. He makes the cover.

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Brandt gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Karma picks her up and snapmares her over. After measuring her up, Karma runs forward and delivers a rolling neck snap. The crowd boos as Brandt clutches her neck in pain. Karma picks her up, only to snapmare her back down. He then heads into the corner, hoists himself up onto the middle ropes and connects with a dropkick to the back of the head. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Brandt gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Brandt got hit hard with that dropkick to the back of the head. But the "Third Wave Threat" is still fighting back. She refuses to stay down, especially when it's a jerk like Karma that she's in the ring.

Karma picks her up, brings her into the corner and slams her head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Brandt around, Karma nails her with a Heart Punch, sending her slumping down in the corner. After Karma steps back towards the center of the ring, he runs towards the corner and goes for the Kodak Moment. But Brandt rolls to the outside, causing Karma to connect with nothing but air. The crowd cheers as Brandt grabs Karma by the legs and yanks him into the ring post.

Grayson: Oh no!

Clement: Hello!

While Karma holds himself in pain, Brandt rolls back into the ring. After putting the boots to him, she picks Karma up and whips him into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Brandt goes for a reverse roundhouse kick. But Karma ducks. When Brandt turns her around, he nails her with a right jab, followed by a left jab. He goes to finish off Sugar Ray Karma when Brandt blocks the right hook and counters with a punch of her own. Karma goes for another right hook. But again, Brandt blocks it and counters with one of her own. She then takes Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Brandt comes back, she takes Karma down with a flying headscissors. The crowd cheers. Karma gets up, but Brandt throws him down with an arm drag. The crowd cheers. As Karma gets up, Brandt nails him with alternating forearm strikes, followed by a spinning back elbow to the face. The crowd cheers. She takes the dazed Karma and knocks him down with the Triple Shot. The crowd cheers. After measuring Karma up, she runs towards the ropes and connects with a handspring moonsault. The crowd cheers as she hooks the leg.

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Karma gets his shoulder up to boos from the crowd.

Clement: So close!

Grayson: Phew! I thought she was going to steal away a victory there.

After picking up Karma, Brandt delivers an inverted atomic drop. While Karma is doubled over, Brandt runs into the ropes. She goes for a handspring back elbow. But Karma catches her and counters with a full nelson slam to boos from the crowd. He then picks up Brandt, brings her over near the ropes and delivers a slingshot suplex. He turns over and makes the cover.

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Brandt gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Karma picks her up and throws her down with a scoop slam. After making his way through the ropes, Karma climbs to the top turnbuckle. Once he reaches the top, he waits for Brandt to get up. Once Brandt gets up and turns around, Karma goes for a flying cross bodyblock. But Brandt nails him with a dropkick in mid air, knocking him down to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a counter by Brandt!

As Karma slowly gets up, Brandt runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Karma lifts her up, turns and throws her down with a spinebuster. The crowd boos as he rolls across her and hooks the leg.

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Brandt gets her should up to cheers from the crowd. Karma slaps his hands in frustration.

Karma picks her up and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, Karma goes for Check Your Chiclets. But Brandt ducks and runs into the ropes. When Karma turns around, she knocks him down with the Rape Whistle to cheers from the crowd.

As Brandt goes to pick up Karma, Karma hoists her up, takes a few steps back and then drops her with a hotshot across the top rope. As Brandt lays against the ropes, Karma gets up and runs into the opposite set of ropes. When he comes back, he runs across the ring, hops over the top rope, grabs Brandt and delivers Macho Karma. The crowd boos as Brandt falls onto her back. Karma quickly climbs back up onto the apron, heads over and climbs the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, he leaps off, going for the Kickass Angel. But Brandt rolls out of the way, causing him to crash onto the canvas to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Ah! No!

Clement: And nobody's home as Karma connects with nothing but canvas!

As both wrestlers get up, Brandt runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she connects with a high knee, sending Karma stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. The crowd cheers. While Karma is down, Brandt heads into the corner and climbs the turnbuckles. Once Karma gets up and turns around, Brandt leaps off the top turnbuckle and knocks him down with a flying cross body block to cheers from the crowd.

Crowd: ALEXIA! ALEXIA! ALEXIA! ALEXIA! ALEXIA!

Clement: Alexia soared through the air and took down Karma with that huge dive to the outside! She got the crowd on their feet!

Grayson: Yeah, but she doesn't seem to be moving, though.

After peering over the top rope to check on both grapplers, the ref starts his count.

Ref: ONE....... TWO...... THREE...... FOUR.....

Both wrestlers begin to slowly move around on the floor.

Ref: FIVE....... SIX...... SEVEN..... EIGHT......

Brandt begins to crawl towards the ring.

Ref: ….. NINE.....

Brandt climbs up onto the apron. But Karma reaches up, grabs her by the ankle and yanks her down. Brandt smacks the side of her face against the apron before falling down.

Ref: ….. TEN.

The ref calls for the bell as the crowd boos. After the ref goes to the outside and talks with Manny Cruz, Cruz gets on the mic to relay the ref's decision.

Cruz: The referee has informed me that since neither participant was able to return to the ring by the mandatory ten count, this match has been ruled... a DOUBLE COUNT OUT

The crowd boos

Clement: Double Count Out?

Grayson: She got off lucky

Clement: What are you talking about? She was clearly about to get in the ring and answer the ten count when Karma, in a last ditch effort, yanked her back down to the floor.

Johnny Blayze can be seen creeping his way down to the ring to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Oh what is this? NOW he wants to be a tough guy?

Grayson: I can't think of a better time.

Blayze grabs Brandt, runs forward and slams her head against the ring post. Brandt stumbles around ringside before dropping to the floor. The crowd boos as Blayze makes his way over to her with a mic in hand. After kicking Brandt over onto her back, he places his foot down across her throat. Blayze then leans over and says....

Blayze: ... challenge accepted. See you on the June 21st, babe.

Blayze smirks as he tosses the mic to the floor. "Ladies and Gentlemen" plays as Blayze raises his arms in the air to a chorus of boos.

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

COMING SOON