Richmond DVD Taping (8.3.13)

[FGA Office]

Semifinals of the Dynamic Duos Tournament
U.K. Dragons vs. The Murder

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a semifinals match in the Dynamic Duos Tournament. Due to the fact that the other semifinals match ended in a draw, this match WILL be for the Mid-Atlantic Tag Team Championship!

The opening notes to Glass Candy's "Candy Castle" hit the speakers and Laurel Anne Hardy dances onstage, while Evangelista walks out beside her and places her hands on her hips as she surveys crowd. The GFC World Tag Team Championship belts are around their waists. After exchanging a couple of words in low tones, they jog down to the ring, high fiving fans, then Evangelista slides under the bottom rope while Laurel leaps over her onto the apron and vaults over the top rope.

Cruz: Introducing first, coming in at a combined weight of 281 pounds. They are the team of Evangelista and Laurel Ann Hardy, the U..... K...... DRAGONS!

They climb opposite turnbuckles and Evangelista poses with her title belt above her head while Hardy wheels her own around like dancing partner. They then moonsault down to standing positions in the centre of the ring and hand the belts to the ref. Laurel takes a theatrical bow while Leanne warms up.

Clement: It's been a crazy turn of events this evening. We thought that the winner of this match would go on to face the winners of Bad Attitude and The Usual Suspects in the finals. 

Grayson: But due to the draw, this match is essentially the finals and will be for the Mid-Atantic Tag Team Championship!

The lights go out in the arena as Alice In Chain's “Man In The Box” starts playing over the speaker system. The strobe lights begin flickering on the entrance curtain in pace with the drum and base line until they reach a crescendo at the chorus and Malcolm Drake and Dom Harter burst through the curtain. Drake stops beyond the curtain, casting wary sideways glances at the fans along ringside. Harter stands there, stroking his beard with a devilish grin on his face, not once taking his eyes off their opponents as he begins his slow, deliberate walk down the aisle.

Cruz: And their opponents, coming in at a combined weight of 418 pounds They are the team of Dom Harter and Malcolm Drake, THE MURDER!

Drake recoils from those fans that attempt to touch him, screaming at them and smacking himself in the head along the way to the ring. Harter ignores most of the fans in attendance, their boos not affecting him as he climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, Dom makes his way to the corner as he rests his arms on the top rope and his forehead against the turnbuckle pad as he waits for the match to begin. Drake slides onto the bottom rope on his stomach and crawls to the nearest turnbuckle corner, where he slumps his arms over the middle rope, staring out at the crowd. He turns back towards the ring, slouching in the corner; scratching his head and chest hair.

Clement: On one side of the ring, you have The Murder. Malcolm Drake and Dom Harter. To men that are hell bent on destruction. Two men that enjoy inflicting pain. This team survived Steel Cage Warfare. And if successful tonight, they will become the first Mid-Atlantic Tag Team Champions.

On the other side of the ring you have Laurel Anne Hardy and Evangelista. The U.K. Dragons. This isn't just arguably one of the best womens tag teams in the world. This is one of the best tag teams, period. Their success on the independent scene this year has been unparalleled. WARPED Tag Team Champions? Check. GFC World Tag Team Champions? Check. They could very well go for the trifecta here tonight. Something's got to give...

The bell sounds as Hardy and Harter start things off. But Hardy looks over towards her corner and sees Evangelista calling for the tag.

Clement: It looks like Evangelista wants some of the Tenacious Little Bastard.

Grayson: I don't know why. Does she not know what Harter does to women?

Hardy shrugs her shoulders, heads over and tags in Evangelista to cheers from the crowd. When Evangelista gets in, she circles the ring, waving on Harter to come at her. Harter inches over towards her and looks for a collar & elbow tie up. But Evangelista ducks underneath and applies a waistlock from behind. Harter quickly elbows her in the face, performs a standing switch and applies a waistlock of his own. But Evangelista reaches down, slips one of her arms between Harter's and reverses into an arm wrench. The crowd cheers. Harter can be seen wincing in pain. The ref asks him if he wants to give up, but Harter refuses to quit. So Evangelista repositions her grip, inflicting more pain on Harter in the process. The crowd cheers. Harter then reaches over and reverses with an arm wrench of his own. The crowd boos. Evangelista then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and counters with a headscissors takeover to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: How about that sequence? Evangelista is getting the better of the former FGA Heavyweight Champion.

Harter gets up, but Evangelista throws him down with an arm drag. The crowd cheers. Harter gets back up, but Evangelista throws him back down with another arm drag. The crowd cheers. As Harter gets up, Evangelista
grabs him and sends him into the ropes. When Harter comes back, Evangelista goes for a hip toss. But Harter blocks it and counters with a clothesline that knocks her down. The crowd boos as he drops down and makes the cover.

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Evangelista kicks out.

Clement: I bet she's regretting wanting to get into the ring now.

Harter picks her up, brings her into the corner and slams her head into the top turnbuckle. He then reaches over and tag in Malcolm Drake. The crowd boos as Drake gets in the ring. Evangelista tries to escape from out of the corner, but Drake reaches out, grabs her by the hair and flings her back into the corner. He unleashes a series of knee strikes, followed by a series of shoulder thrusts. He then steps back, only to lunge forward and choke Evangelista with both hands. The crowd boos as Drake gets a sick pleasure of trying to choke the life out of her. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Drake lets go. Evangelista stumbles from out of the corner before dropping down on all fours. She can be heard gagging loudly. Drake looks on with pleasure as the crowd boos. His eyes glance up into the corner and sees Laurel Anne Hardy waving him on. He smirks before delivering a punt kick to the ribs, knocking Evangelista over onto her back. The crowd boos as he drops down and makes the cover.

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Evangelista kicks out.

Clement: Despite being in a bad way right now, Evangelista is able to get her shoulder up. And it looks like her partner wants to get at Malcolm Drake.

Grayson: Why? For what reason?

Clement: To prove a point.

As Drake picks up Evangelista, Evangelista begins to nail him with right hands to the midsection. But her comeback is stopped once Drake knees her in the midsection. He then sends her to the mat with a snapmare takeover. Drake then reaches down and fish hooks her mouth. The crowd boos as Drake tries his hardest to rip Evangelista's mouth apart. Hardy can be seen angrily shaking the ropes as Drake watches on. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Drake lets go.... only to deliver a kick to the back. The thud from the kick can be heard throughout the building. He picks up Evangelista and whips her into the ropes. When Evangelista comes back, Drake knocks her down with a back elbow to the face. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Evangelista kicks out.

Drake picks up Evangelista, places her in a side headlock and then rakes her eyes along the top rope. The crowd boos as Evangelista stumbles across the ring and into her corner. But the crowd cheers as Hardy reaches over the ropes and tags herself in.

Clement: Laurel Anne Hardy has been chomping at the bit to get into the ring tonight. Let's see what can do against Malcolm Drake.

The crowd cheers as Hardy steps into the ring. Her eyes never shift away from Drake. She storms right over to him and shoves him. The crowd cheers. Drake walks back over towards her with an arrogant smirk. But that smirk is slapped off his face to cheers from the crowd. As an irritated Drake turns back towards her, Hardy reaches out and piefaces him to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: What in the world is she doing?

Clement: Proving a point. She's not scared of Drake. She's not intimidated by him. To her, his threats of violence ring hallow.

Hardy stands her ground and continues to taunt Drake, telling him to bring it on. Drake's nostrils flare as he begins to shake with anger. He then darts over towards Hardy and goes for a lariat. But Hardy ducks. When Drake turns around, he goes for another lariat. But again, Hardy ducks to cheers from the crowd. When Drake turns around, Hardy nails him with rapid fire rights and lefts to the face. She then kicks him in the midsection, turns him around and delivers a bridging dragon suplex to cheers from the crowd.

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Harter breaks up the pin with a stomp to the midsection. The crowd boos.

Hardy picks up Drake and delivers a series of knife-edge chops that echos throughout the building. She then goes for an irish whip. But Drake reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Hardy comes back, Drake goes for a back body drop. But Hardy slips down from behind, jumps up and takes him down with a lungblower to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Drake kicks out.

Hardy picks up Drake and whips him into the midsection. When Drake comes back, she nails him with an Hadouken to the midsection, doubling him over. Hardy then grabs Drake by the wrists, crosses his arms and sends him to the mat with a labai throw. She then runs into the ropes. When Hardy comes back, she connects with a Rolling Thunder to cheers from the crowd. She reaches back and hooks the leg.

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Drake counters with a grounded crucifix pin.

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Hardy gets her shoulder up.

Clement: Despite that last counter from Drake, Hardy has been taking it to the Head Crow of The Murder. She hasn't backed down from him one bit.

As both grapplers get up, Drake quickly runs over and tosses her down with a mat slam. The crowd boos as the back of Hardy's head smacks off the canvas. He then gets up, goes over and tags Harter back in.

Once Harter gets in, The Murder pick up Hardy and whip her into the ropes. When Hardy comes back, they throw her down with a double back body drop. The crowd boos as Harter makes the cover.

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The crowd cheers as Evangelista breaks up the pin.

Harter picks up Hardy and brings her into the corner. After delivering a series of shoulder thrusts, Harter steps back and chokes her with his foot; the crowd boos. The ref then goes over and gives Harter until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Harter reluctantly lets go. He then takes Hardy and whips her into the opposite corner. Harter runs across the ring. But he runs right into a boot to the face to cheers from the crowd. As Harter stumbles back, Hardy knocks him down with a springboard corkscrew senton to cheers from the crowd. She makes the cover.

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Harter kicks out.

Clement: Hardy, and even both U.K. Dragons, really, have been holding their own against The Murder.

Grayson: They definitely are deserving of the hype that surrounds them. With that being said, they're not as good as The Murder.

Hardy then goes over and tags in Evangelista.

As Harter gets up, Hardy runs into the ropes. When Harter turns around, Evangelista hip tosses Hardy onto his shoulders. She then follows up with a hurricarana to cheers from the crowd. Evangelista makes the cover.

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Harter kicks out.

Evangelista heads back over and tags in Hardy. The Dragon then take Harter and whip him into the ropes. When Harter comes back, the Dragons deliver punches to the midsection, doubling him over. Hardy then helps Evangelista lifts up Harter for a vertical suplex. The Dragons then deliver a vertical suplex/lungblower combo to cheers from the crowd. Hardy makes the cover.

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Drake breaks up the pin with a punt kick to the side of the head. The crowd boos.

Clement: Drake just absolutely rocked Hardy with that hard kick. She might be hurt.

Grayson: Might be? I doubt she even knows where she is right now.

While Hardy clutches her head in pain, Harter crawls over and tags Drake back in. Drake scurries over, mounts himself on top of Hardy and hammers away with right hands to the face. The crowd boos as he then grabs her by the hair with both hands and repeatedly rams the back of her head against the canvas.

Drake gets up, grabs her by the hair and then drags her into the corner. He then yanks her up by her hair before knocking her down in the corner with mudhole stomps. Drake proceeds to deliver a series of facewashes with his boot; the crowd boos. He then runs into the adjacent set of ropes. When Drake comes back, he connects with a running facewash to boos from the crowd. Drake drags her from out of the corner and makes the cover.

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Hardy gets her shoulder up.

Drake picks up Hardy and nails her with a headbutt, sending her stumbling into the ropes. As Drake slowly approaches the ropes, he taunts Hardy. This causes Hardy to throw out a kick in frustration. But Drake sees it coming and easily catches her foot. He then drags her away from the ropes as he continues to taunt her. Hardy then goes for an enzuigiri. But Drake blocks it. He then grabs her other leg and catapults her into the corner. The crowd boos. As Hardy stumbles back, Drake goes for a belly to back suplex. But Hardy rolls over his shoulder and lands on her feet. He reaches back, grabs her and goes for an Ace Crusher. But Hardy shoves him off of her and into the ropes. When Drake comes back, he goes for a yakuza kick. But Hardy catches his foot to cheers from the crowd. As Evangelista gets in the ring, Hardy takes the leg and swings it over to her. Evangelista catches the leg and quickly follows up with a roundhouse legsweep, knocking him down to cheers from the crowd.

As Evangelista steps back out, Hardy picks up Drake and whips him into the corner. Hardy charges across the ring, but she runs right into an elbow to the face. The crowd boos. As Hardy stumbles back, Drake charges from out of the corner and clocks her with a roaring elbow. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Hardy gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd. Drake tugs at his hair in frustration.

Clement: Hardy gets her shoulder up just in time!

Grayson: How did she even do that?

Drake picks her up and throws her down with a scoop slam. After stepping through the apron, he begins to climb the turnbuckles. Evangelista runs along the apron to stop him. But Drake lunges down and clocks her with a punch to the face. The crowd boos. But when Drake turns his attention back to the legal opponent, Hardy lunges over and shoves Drake's feet off the ropes. Drake loses his balance, slips and winds up crotched on the top turnbuckle to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Drake is going to be chirping loud tonight.

Clement: Gah!

As Hardy gets up and turns to her right, Harter runs along the apron and goes for a clothesline. But Hardy ducks. When Harter turns around, Hardy baseball slides through his legs, reaches up, grabs his ankle and yanks him off the apron. Harter smacks his face against the apron on the way down; the crowd cheers.

Clement: I'm sure that's going to leave a mark.

Hardy rolls back into the ring, climbs up onto the top ropes and delivers a frankensteiner to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: What a move off the top! Hardy with the frankensteiner! Can she make the cover?

With both grapplers down, the ref starts his count.

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

Drake is still down. Meanwhile, Hardy sees to be moving albeit it slowly.

ref: ….. FIVE..... SIX.....

Drake begins to turn over. Meanwhile, Hardy is clawing her way towards her corner.

Ref: ….. SEVEN..... EIGHT....

Drake begins to crawl over towards his corner. On the other side of the ring, Hardy is almost at her corner. Evangelista is jumping out and down, begging to be tagged in.

Ref: …............... NINE..................

Hardy reaches up and tags in Evangelista to cheers from the crowd. On the other side of the ring, Drake reaches up to tag in Harter. But Harter is still down on the outside. Evangelista slingshots herself into the ring and darts over towards the other corner. As Drake pulls himself up using the ropes, Evangelista connects with a clothesline from behind. The crowd cheers as she takes Drake, brings him from out of the corner and then whips him into the ropes. When Drake comes back, Evangelista bends over to set up a back body drop. But Drake counters with a DDT. The crowd boos as he pulls her over and makes the cover.

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Evangelista gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd. Drake then begins to slap the canvas repeatedly in frustration.

Clement: Drake may have just made the cover, but he's still in a bad spot. His partner is still down, he's been worn down this match. He's not out of the woods just yet.

Drake picks up Evangelista and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, she knocks him down with a flying knee strike to cheers from the crowd. As Drake gets up, Evangelista shoves him into the corner. She unleashes a series of shoot kicks to the chest, followed by a shoot kick to the head. The crowd cheers. Evangelista takes Drake and whips him into the opposite corner. As Harter climbs up onto the apron, he makes a quick blind tag on Drake's leg. Evangelista then runs across the ring and connects with a running european uppercut. The crowd cheers. She then leads a groggy Drake from out of the corner and calls Hardy back into the ring. One Hardy gets in, the Dragons connect with tandem spinning kicks to the front and back of the head. The crowd cheers.

Clement: Harter is still groggy. Drake looks worse for wear The U.K. Dragons have The Murder right where they want them.

Grayson: But can they capitalize?

Hardy then heads towards the corner as Evangelista holds Drake in place. Harter then sneaks into the ring and attacks Evangelista from behind; the crowd boos. Just as Hardy springboards onto the top rope, Harter takes Evangelista and flings her into the corner. Evangelista accidentally collides with Hardy, sending Hardy off the top turnbuckle and crashing to the floor.

Clement: That sneaky little bastard Dom harter!

Grayson: He just saved this match for The Murder.

The crowd boos as Harter picks up Evangelista and whips her into the opposite corner. He runs across the ring and connects with a running double knee lift to the chest. The crowd boos as Evangelista crumbles from out of the corner. Harter then picks her up, lifts her up from behind and plants her with Goodnight to the World. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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

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THRE-NO! Evangelista gets her shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: What!?

Clement: She got the shoulder up! Evangelista got her shoulder up!

Harter looks up at the ref in shock. But he quickly snaps out of it, sits Evangelista up and applies the Futility. The crowd boos as Harter cinches in the hold. The ref asks Evangelista if she wants to give up. But she's barely responsive.

Clement: Dragon Sleeper applied by Harter. Can Evangelista fight this off? Can Evangelista hold on?

Hardy gets up and tries to climb back into the ring. But a yakuza kick to the side of the head from Drake sends her tumbling back out to the floor.

Back in the ring, the ref asks Evangelista if she wants to give up. But Evangelista doesn't respond. So the ref raises her arm. The crowd sighs as the arm falls. The ref then raises her arm a second time. Evangelista's arm falls again. The ref then raises her arm for a third time. Evangelista's arm falls again. The crowd boos as the ref has no choice but to ring the bell.

“Superunknown” blares throughout the arena as the crowd boos.

Cruz: Here are your winners of the 2013 Dynamic Duos Tournament and the new Mid-Atlantic Tag Team Champions, THE MURDER!

Grayson: Yes! Championship gold is back with The Murder! It just feels so right.

Clement: The Murder caught a lucky break. With The Suspects and Bad Attitude fighting to a draw, the winner of this match was guaranteed the tag titles. And they stole one here tonight from the U.K. Dragons. Damn them...

The ref hands the Mid-Atlantic Tag Team Champions to both Harter and Drake. The crowd erupts with boos as The Murder raises their newly won belts in the air.

[FGA Office]

Justice Young and Wayne Carruthers are seen standing backstage. Carruthers looks to be in a rush, being figgity as he stands beside Young, who begins speaking into the microphone.

Justice Young: Wayne, considering your match is coming up very soon, thanks for joining us on such short notice. But I just wanted to pull you aside and ask you a few questions in regards to your match and your opponents. So first and foremost, what are your thoughts on the trio you, along with Heather Halliwell and A.J. Fairchild, will take on very shortly?

Wayne Carruthers: Justice, like I said before, we're going up against the three stooges this weekend. And to be really honest, I don't care which one I get to face once I'm tagged into the match. I don't mind mixing it up with the company's top champion because it'll be my chance to prove to everyone why I deserve a shot at the FGA Championship. And of course, at the same time, I don't mind going up against Karma for the umpteenth time because he and I have history between each other -- so it would be my pleasure to shut him up again. But then there's Wade Nolan. And Justice, I have to be honest, I'd love to show that guy a piece of my mind.

Justice Young: And why is that?

Wayne Carruthers: Well, for a guy with a lot of pent of aggression, he sure has a lot to say. But I'm just wondering if he can back it up in the ring seeing as he already lost to my tag team partner before. So all I can say is that if he and I meet in this match, I'll be sure to give him a few wounds to lick after its all said-and-done.

Justice Young: Well Wayne, while that's very admirable and determining, what about your stance with your tag team partner? You stated that she was injured heading into the most recent tapings when you and Heather lost to Bad Attitude. My question is if you're fine with Heather making those types of decisions -- and having final-say in those said decisions -- or do you think your words should have more weight to what you say in regards to your teaming with Miss Halliwell?

Wayne Carruthers: Hold on for a minute. Heather is an adult, a grown woman. She can make decisions for herself without me persuading her to decide anything else. If she wants to tough it out and be the strong, and courageous, friend that she is then so be it. And would it have been better if Heather competed being completely healthy? Yes. But at the same time, she's a professional and I know she can handle those types of situations. So because of that, whatever decision she makes, I'll support.

Justice Young: Well folks, there you have it right there. Wayne, thank you for taking time to answer some of our questions and we'll get out of your way to go out for your match... Guys, back to you.

[FGA Office]

Clement: Alright, it is main event time! The big 6-Person Tag between Chris Q, Johnny Karma and Wade Nolan against Heather Halliwell, Wayne Carruthers and A.J. Fairchild is coming up next. What are you looking for?

Grayson: I want to see how well Chris Q works with Karma and Nolan. All three of these men weren't exactly gushing over each other in the buildup for this match. They all have strong egos. But you know what else they have? Talent. Maybe if this were a Hot Dog Eating Contest, Fatso Carruthers could win the entire match for his side. Maybe if this were a match that rewards high school-like melodrama, then the Pretty Overrated Texan would probably have this one all sewn up. And if this were a lie as if you're life depending on it contest, then I'm sure Fairchild would be a slam dunk. But this is a w-r-e-s-t-l-i-n-g WRESTLING contest. And in a match like this, I'm going with the muscle, the man that is the definition of must-see and of course, the Big Bad of FGA!

Clement: Strong opinions from my colleague. We'll see how right, or how off base, he was shortly. Let's send it down to the ring...

MAIN EVENT
Chris Q, Johnny Karma & Wade Nolan vs. A.J. Fairchild, Heather Halliwell & Wayne Carruthers

The sound of television static plays for a few ominous seconds over the P.A. system. The static slowly fades out and is replaced by a deep voice over man that sounds similar to Muhammad Ali.

"I am the greatest, I said that even before I knew I was... And If you even dream of beating me you'd better wake up and apologize."

After the voice finishes, the beginning score for "Shook Ones" by Mobb Deep begin to play over the arena's P.A. system. The fans immediately get to their feet and begin a "A.J.'s Gonna Kill You" chant.

"Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas.
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
you heard of us
official Queensbridge murderers
the Mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
of my crime family who got nuff shots to share"

A.J. then emerges from the curtains and stands on top of the entrance ramp. He is wearing his ring gear with an unbuttoned Derek Jeter Yankee jersey. He hops up and down on the top of the ramp as his entrance music continues.

"For all of those who wanna profile and pose
rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone
you all alone in these streets, cousin
every man for himself in this land we be gunnin'
and keep them shook crews runnin'
like they supposed to"

A.J. then begins to makes his way down the entrance ramp. He throws a couple of quick punching combinations to get loose and limber. He then makes it down to the bottom of the ramp. A.J. then quickly hops onto the ring apron. A.J. walks the length of the apron and heads towards a turnbuckle. A.J. steps himself up to the top and overlooks the crowd.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. And it is your main event of the evening. Introducing first, from Queens, New York. Weighing in at 187 pounds. He is “FGA's Last Son,” A...... J..... FAIRCHILD!

"They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face
you're in the wrong place
cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up
with bullet holes and such
speak the wrong words man and you will get touched"

A.J. thrust both arms into the air and encourages the FGA fans in attendance to keep up the "A.J.'s gonna kill you chant" A.J. then motions with his hands for them to get louder, and cups a hand over his ear.

"Son, they shook...
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death, scared to look
they shook
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death, scared to look"

A.J. hops down from the turnbuckle into the ring. He then rushes towards the ropes, running them until he performs a dry elbow martini while giving a loud battle cry. The chorus of his theme dies down as A.J. removes the jersey and tosses it to the outside. He then walks to his corner leaning against it waiting for his match to start.

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 partner, from Cleveland, Ohio. Weighing in at 265 pounds. He is “Wild Thing” WAYNE CARRUTHERS!

Finally making his way down to the ring, Carruthers climbs atop the apron before entering the squared circle where he shoots his arms out to the side as he clenches his hands into a fist and screaming aloud, much to the admiration of the crowd, before returning his arms nearby his waist.

“Ready or Not” starts as the lights go out and a single purple light shines down on Heather Halliwell as she saunters through the curtain onto the stage. Her cowgirl hat is low over her head hiding her face. She bobs her head and sways her body to the beat for a moment and as the main line of the song sounds, smoke shoots from the floor and she throws off her ring jacket, pointing to the cheering crowd.

Cruz: And their partner, now residing out of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania by way of Austin, Texas. Weighing in at 126 pounds, she is the reigning EXODUS Pro World Champion. She is “the “Pretty Lil Texan” HEATHER HALLIWELL!

She makes her way to the ring, slapping hands with the fans. She slides under the bottom rope into the ring and quickly makes her way to the farthest turnbuckle. She poses at the top, pointing to the crowd, getting them pumped up for her match. She does this on every turnbuckle before removing her hat and focusing on the entrance way.

The arena lights flash a myriad of different colours in tune with John Bonham’s epic drum intro to “When the Levee Breaks” fills the arena, and at the exact microsecond that the flawless combination of Robert Plant’s harmonica and 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, coming to a stop on top of the ramp to blow a kiss to all his fans in attendance who paid to see him and only him this evening, at which point Cherry Baum appears by his side to present him to the crowd, before he starts to walk down to the ring.

Karma struts down the ramp towards the ring, making sure not a single hair is out of place on his head, greeting 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 bounding up the ring steps and stepping through the gap Cherry has created for him into the ring.

Karma briskly 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 chiseled 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: Tonight, for the viewing pleasure of those of you who aren’t blind from drinking too much moonshine...hailing from Queens, NYC, and weighing in at a star-studded 233lbs – he is taking the “virgin” out of Virginia and stealing the show...he is JOHNNY KARMA!

[Cherry steps aside and invites the crowd to cheer as Johnny K steps into the centre of the ring to remove his jacket, accepting the microphone from Cherry]

Johnny Karma: Ladies and...no, wait, just that chick in the third row, the rest of your are hogs.

[Karma shields his eyes for a moment]

Johnny Karma: This is your main event, although there’s another five people in the ring with him so the star wattage is dimmed slightly, but at least you can go home and say you were there, you bore witness, and you tasted the magic that came from being in the presence of the match that will forever be known as Johnny Karma Plus Two vs. AJ Fairchild, Heather Halliwell, and Plus-Size.

[Karma points directly at Wayne Carruthers]

Johnny Karma: So sit back and watch in bored bemusement as I wait patiently on the apron for my partners to carry their end of the match, before leaping from your seats and cheering so loud the rafters shake when I, the Karmic Lion, step into the ring and cast my magic upon the nudnicks across the ring who have the audacity to call themselves my “opponents.”

[Karma hands the mic back to Cherry, before running a hand through his well-maintained hair]

“Ungrateful” by Escape The Fate hits as out strolls Wade Nolan with a cocky grin on his face. Standing there Wade holds his arms out wide in a Jesus style pose before ignoring the boos as he walks to the ring. Once at the ring Wade doesn't bother walking up the steps but rather jumps up on the apron and enters the ring through the top and middle rope.

Cruz: And their opponents. Introducing first, now residing out of Los Angeles, California by way of London, England. Weighing in at 265 pounds..... WADE NOLAN!

Now in the ring he walks over to the turnbuckle climbing it and once again throwing his arms out wide in a Jesus style pose. The crowd react with yet another loud chorus of boos as Wade just has the cockiest of grins on his face. Jumping down Wade walks to the middle of the ring lapping up all the hate as he awaits to start the match.

"The Earths Rotation Around the Sun" begins blasting through the speakers. From the top of the entrance way, Chris Q emerges to an extremely negative reaction. Embracing the negativity from the audience, Chris Q makes his way to the ring while getting into the faces of a few fans.

Cruz: And their partner, from Lone Oak, Texas. Weighing in at 241 pounds. He is the reigning FGA Heavyweight Champion..... CHRIS Q!

When he gets to the ring, Chris Q slides under the bottom rope and slowly gets to his feet. The fans continue to boo as Chris looks out into the crowd with a cocky smile across his face. Chris Q once again yells at the fans as the music dies down.

The bell sounds as Chris Q and AJ Fairchild start things off. They lock up. After jockeying for position, Q uses his strength advantage to move Fairchild into the corner. As Q presses him up against the corner, the ref scurries over and gives both men until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Both men slowly break it up. They appear to make a clean break... until Q cheapshots Fairchild with a punch to the midsection; the crowd boos.

Clement: The FGA Champ with a blatant sucker punch there.

Grayson: I see nothing wrong with it. It's not his fault that Fairchild isn't on guard at all times. But he better be at Above & Beyond II.

Clement: Well what about his blatant disrespect not just towards Fairchild, but to the reigning EXODUS Pro World Champion, Heather Halliwell?

Grayson: Is this EXODUS Pro? Is that belt officially recognized by FGA? I didn't think so. So why should Chris Q care? Why should he bow to an inferior company with inferior talent with an inferior champion?

Clement: Those are our affiliates.

Grayson: Okay, and? It doesn't make anything that I just said any less true.

Q then nails Fairchild with a forearm strike to the face, sending him stumbling from out of the corner. But Q isn't done, so he grabs Fairchild and shoves him right back into the corner. Q unleashes a series of right and left combos to the body, followed by a series of clubbing forearms to the sides of the head. He then brings Fairchild from out of the corner before whipping him into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Q goes for a clothesline. But Fairchild ducks and runs into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Q goes for a back elbow to the face. But again, Fairchild ducks and runs into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Q goes for a back body drop. But Fairchild hurdles over him and runs into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Q finally knocks him down with a cross body block; the crowd boos. Q hooks the leg for the cover.

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Fairchild gets his shoulder up.

Q picks up Fairchild, cups him by the back of the neck, marches across the ring and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. The crowd boos as Q tags in Wade Nolan.

Clement: If Chris Q is the Big Bad of FGA, then Wade Nolan is the Big Bully. Chris Q is far from prim and proper. But Wade Nolan bullies the fans, the ring crew and treats everyone as if they're beneath him.

Grayson: Would you like to get in his face and tell him otherwise?

When Nolan gets in, he measures up Fairchild before delivering a series of elbows strikes to the face, followed by a series of knee strikes, followed by a series of shoulder thrusts. He then steps back and chokes Fairchild with his foot. He pulls down on the top rope for leverage as the ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Nolan lets go. He brings Fairchild from out of the corner before whipping him into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Nolan goes for a clothesline. But Fairchild ducks and runs into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Nolan delivers a back body drop. But Fairchild somehow flips in the air, lands on his feet and then runs into the ropes. Wayne Carruthers quickly reaches over and makes the blind tag. When Fairchild comes back, he slides through Nolan's legs. When Nolan turns around, Fairchild pushes himself up to his feet. Nolan goes for a running clothesline, but Fairchild ducks. When Nolan turns around, Carruthers runs over and connects with a clothesline. But Nolan only stumbles back. So Carruthers looks him up and down before running back into the ropes. When he comes back, he connects with another running clothesline. But again, Nolan only stumbles back. Nolan lets out a primal roar as he beats his chest. He dares Carruthers to do it again. Carruthers motions to run into the ropes. But he stops, stomps on Nolan's foot, pokes him in the eyes and then throws him down with a scoop slam to cheers and some chuckles from the crowd.

Grayson: You want to talk about cheapshots? I don't hear you getting up in arms over what the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man just did to poor Wade Nolan.

Clement: Poor Wade Nolan!?

Nolan gets up, but Carruthers throws him back down with another scoop slam. Nolan gets back up, but Carruthers grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When Nolan comes back, Carruthers goes for a belly to belly suplex. But Nolan blocks it, spins and tosses Carruthers down with an overhead belly to belly of his own. The crowd boos. Nolan heads across the ring and tags in Johnny Karma.

Grayson: Yes! The most most-see superstar in all of FGA is in the ring!

The crowd boos as Karma gets into the ring and puts the boots to Carruthers. He then picks up Carruthers, leans him up against the ropes and lights up his chest with some knife-edge chops. He then brings Carruthers off the ropes and goes for an irish whip. But Carruthers reverses, sending Karma into the ropes. When Karma comes back, Carruthers goes for a back body drop. But Karma slips down from behind, spins Carruthers around and delivers the Bum Trip, sending Carruthers stumbling into the ropes. Karma gets up and goes for a clothesline. Carruthers ducks and counters by dumping him over the top rope with a fireman's carry. But Karma lands safely on his feet and then nails Carruthers with a forearm to the back of the head. The crowd boos. Karma then runs along the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckles. But Carruthers turns around, runs into the corner, runs up the turnbuckles and cuts him off. He nails Karma with three punches to the face. He then hooks Karma's arms and delivers a series of trapping headbutts to cheers from the crowd. While Karma is dazed, Carruthers grabs him and throws him off the top turnbuckle with an overhead belly to belly suplex to cheers from the crowd. Carruthers crawls over and makes the cover.

Clement: Carruthers just set Karma flying from off the top turnbuckle! Could this one end early?

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Karma gets his shoulder up.

Carruthers picks up Karma, wrings his arm, brings him into the corner and tags in Heather Halliwell.

Clement: And here comes the Pretty Lil Texan! Listen to the ovation that these fans are giving to the new EXODUS Pro Champion.

The crowd cheers as Halliwell springboards onto the top turnbuckle, jumps off and delivers a flying double ax handle smash across Karma's outstretched arm. Karma cringes in pain as Halliwell delivers a series of arm wrenches. Karma then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into an arm wrench of his own. The crowd boos. But Halliwell crouches down, flips over with a one arm handstand, stands back up and reverses into an arm wrench of her own. The crowd cheers. She then transitions into a hammerlock from behind. But Karma quickly bends over and reverses into a hammerlock of his own. At the drop of a hat, he spins Halliwell around and goes for Instant Karma. But Halliwell grabs him around the waist and rams him back-first into the corner. After delivering a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection, Halliwell brings Karma from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Halliwell into the ropes. As Halliwell hits the ropes, Q reaches over and knees her in the back to boos from the crowd. As Halliwell stumbles away from the ropes, Karma lifts her up, turns and throws her down with a spinebuster. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Halliwell gets her shoulder up.

Karma gets up and tags Chris Q back in.

Grayson: Chris Q told Heather a few days ago how much better a champion he was. Now? He gets to show her.

Q gets in, picks up Heather and delivers a headbutt, sending her stumbling into the ropes. She bounces off the ropes and stumbles back over to Q. But Q nails her with a hard forearm strike to the face, sending her stumbling back over into the ropes. Heather bounces off the ropes and comes back with a hard right hand. The crowd cheers. She nails Q with another hard right hand to cheers from the crowd. Q throws a punch of his own, but Halliwell blocks it and counters with a punch of her own. The crowd cheers. Q throws another punch. But again, it gets blocked and countered by a punch from Halliwell. The crowd cheers. Q throws a right cross. But Halliwell ducks and counters with another punch to the face. Q then throws a left across. But again, Halliwell ducks and counters with a punch of her own. The crowd cheers. She then runs into the ropes. When Halliwell comes back, Q tries to cut her off with a clothesline. But Halliwell ducks and runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she goes for a Lou Thesz Press. But Q catches her in mid air, stumbles back and then drops her throat-first across the top rope with a hotshot. The crowd boos as Q makes the cover.

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Halliwell gets her shoulder up.

Q picks her up and whips her into the corner. He runs across the ring and connects with a clothesline to boos from the crowd. He then takes Halliwell and whips her into the opposite corner. Q runs across the ring and goes for another clothesline. But he gets met with an elbow to the face to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: That elbow to the jaw looks to have rocked the Heavyweight Champion.

As Q turns around and holds his jaw in pain, Halliwell quickly hops through the ropes. Karma runs along the apron to attack her, but she greets him with an elbow to the face. She then springboards up onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and drives Q down with a flying bulldog. The crowd cheers as Halliwell turns him over and makes the cover.

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Q kicks out to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Close call there for Chris Q.

Halliwell, picks up Q and brings him over towards her corner. Both Carruthers and Fairchild drape their right foot across the top rope. So Halliwell slams Q's head against the sole of Carruthers' boot. She then does the same with Fairchild to cheers from the crowd. Halliwell tags Fairchild back in.

Clement: The self-proclaimed Last Son of FGA is looking to dish out some of that punishment that was given to him earlier in this contest.

Grayson: Last Son? You mean FGA's Bastard Son. I can't see anyone willing to claim A.J. Fairchild.

When Fairchild gets in, he unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the building. He then brings Q from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Q reverses, sending Fairchild into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, he goes for a cross body block. But Q catches him in mid air, delivers a rib breaker, lifts Fairchild off his knee as he stands back up and delivers a fallaway slam. The crowd boos as Fairchild arches his back in pain.

Clement: A good display of strength there by the Big Bad of FGA. It looked like Fairchild was about to get into a nice grove. But Chris Q quickly halted his momentum.

Q marches over, picks up Fairchild and whips him hard into the corner. Fairchild drops to his knees and arches his back in pain. Q goes over, picks him up and whips Fairchild back into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Q throws him down with a spinebuster to boos from the crowd. Q gets up and tags in Karma.

Karma gets back in, picks up Fairchild and whips him into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Karma deliver a spinebuster of his own to boos from the crowd. He then goes over and tags Nolan back in.

Nolan gets in, picks up Fairchild and whips him into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, Nolan throws him down with a double leg spinebuster to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

Grayson: Three straight spinebusters. He's lucky if his back isn't broken in half.

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Fairchild gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: He may be hurt. But there's some fight left in Fairchild.

Grayson: And his opponents will have no problem beating the remaining fight out of him.

Nolan picks up Fairchild and whips him hard chest-first into the corner. As Fairchild stumbles back, Nolan scoops him up across his shoulders before delivering a sitout argentine backbreaker. The crowd boos as Fairchild arches his back in pain. He then gets up and tags Karma back in. Karma gets in and delivers a quickly elbow drop to the back. Karma gets back up and delivers another elbow drop. He then gets back up, measures up Fairchild and delivers a third elbow drop to boos from the crowd. Karma then picks up Fairchild, scoops him up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Fairchild gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: This trio is working surprisingly well together.

Grayson: They all have huge egos. But they have a common goal and right now, they're on the same page. As long as no one messes up, I can't see them losing to this mishmash pairing.

Karma picks up Fairchild, hits a snap suplex and tags Q back in.

Chris Q gets in the ring, picks up Fairchild and delivers the Cracker-Jack to boos from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Fairchild gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd. Q then slaps the canvas a few times in a fit of frustration. He then sits up Fairchild and applies a rear chinlock.

The ref asks Fairchild if he wants to give. But Fairchild refuses to quit. So Q jerks back, increasing the pain to boos from the crowd.

Grayson: Fairchild is writhing in pain. He's got nowhere to go. If he were smart, he'd just quit and save himself for Above & Beyond II. There's no point in getting himself hurt in a match like this. There's no belts on the line.

Clement: But his pride is.

The ref asks Fairchild if he wants to quit. As soon as Fairchild refuses to quit, Q pulls back, causing Fairchild to groan in pain.

Clement: Fairchild is trying his best to fight through that pain. But he may not have much left in him.

Grayson: Looks to me like he's fading, Kev.

Out on the apron, Halliwell stomps her foot and Carruthers slaps the top turnbuckle to try and motivate Fairchild. The crowd chimes in, clapping their hands in unison with the stomps/slaps. Fairchild begins to feed off the crowd as he shakes his fists in unison. He slowly turns over onto his knees. Q can be seen shaking his head in denial. Fairchild then gets up on one foot, then both. He then nails Q with four elbows to the midsection, breaking the hold. Fairchild then runs into the ropes. But when he comes back, Q nails him with a haymaker to the midsection that drops him to his knees. The crowd boos. Q then picks up Fairchild and positions him for a piledriver. But Fairchild counters with a double leg takedown, followed by a jumping double foot stomp to the chest. The crowd cheers as Fairchild then rolls off of Q, dives over and tags in Carruthers.

Clement: The panda's in! The panda's in!

Grayson: Oh boy...

The crowd explodes with cheers as Carruthers gets in the ring. When Q gets up and turns around, Carruthers rattles off a series of right hands to the face. He then runs into the ropes. When Carruthers comes back, Q connects with a clothesline. But Carruthers doesn't fall. So Carruthers comes back with a clothesline of his own. But Q doesn't get knocked down. So Q comes back with another clothesline. But Carruthers doesn't budge. Carruthers then runs into the ropes and connects with a running clothesline. But Q doesn't budge. The two men then begin to exchange punches to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Q gains the upperhand. He then takes Carruthers and whips him into the ropes. When Carruthers comes back, Q goes for a clothesline. But Carruthers ducks and runs into the ropes. When Carruthers comes back, he goes for a clothesline of his own. But Q ducks and runs into the ropes. As both men run back towards the center of the ring, they collide in mid air with a cross body block, knocking each other down.

Grayson: Ouch, that had to hurt!

Clement: Both men look like they've seen better days. Who will be the first to get up to their feet?

After checking on both men, the ref starts his count.

Ref: ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE.... SIX....

Q crawls over and tags in Nolan to boos from the crowd. As Carruthers gets up and turns around, Nolan goes for a clothesline. But Carruthers ducks. When Nolan turns around, Carruthers rattles off a series of snapping jabs before sending him into the ropes. When Nolan comes back, Carruthers picks him up and takes him down with a Samoan Drop. The crowd cheers. Karma then gets in the ring and goes for a clothesline. But again, Carruthers ducks. When Karma turns around, Carruthers rattles off a series of snapping jabs. He then lifts up the dazed Karma and plants him with the Blitzkrieg Crush to cheers from the crowd. He then goes over, picks up Nolan and scoops him up onto his shoulders for the Cleveland Steamer to cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn to boos as Q gets back in the ring and spears down Carruthers.

Grayson: He may have speared Carruthers right out of his boots!

Clement: A big time save there by the Heavyweight Champion! He may have just saved his team there.

As Q gets up, Fairchild springboards onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with a missile dropkick to the back, sending Q stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. Fairchild then kips back up to cheers from the crowd before running into the ropes. When Fairchild comes back, he leaps through the ropes and knocks Q down with a suicide dive. The crowd cheers.

Clement: Typical Fairchild. More cheapshots from behind at our Heavyweight Champion.

Back in the ring, Carruthers crawls over and tags in Halliwell to cheers from the crowd. Halliwell picks up Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Halliwell into the ropes. When Halliwell comes back, he knocks her down with Check Your Chiclets to boos from the crowd. Karma then picks up Halliwell and holds her up from behind. Halliwell tries to get free, but its to no avail. Nolan gets up and sees Halliwell being held by Karma. He smiles as he sizes her up. He then runs across the ring and goes for a yakuza kick. But Halliwell breaks free, causing Nolan to nail Karma with a yakuza kick to cheers from the crowd.

Grayson: Oh no!

Clement: Karma goes down! Nolan just nailed Karma with that yakuza kick by accident!

When Nolan turns around, Halliwell nails him with a shoot kick to the leg, followed by a forearm strike to the face. She connects with another shoot kick to the leg, followed by a forearm strike to the face. She grabs Nolan and goes for an irish whip. But Nolan reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Halliwell comes back, she takes Nolan down with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takeover. The crowd cheers. Nolan gets up, but Halliwell knocks him down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Nolan gets back up, but Halliwell knocks him back down with another dropkick. The crowd cheers. As Nolan gets up, Halliwell delivers a drop toe hold, dropping Nolan onto the middle rope. She then runs into the ropes. When Halliwell comes back, she swings through the middle & top ropes and connects with a tiger feint kick to cheers from the crowd. When a dazed Nolan turns around, Halliwell plants him with a springboard tornado DDT to cheers from the crowd. Halliwell then steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Q tries to climb up onto the apron to stop her. But both Carruthers and Fairchild grab him by the legs. Once Halliwell reaches the top, she leaps off and connects with the Yellow Rose to cheers and applause from the crowd. She hooks the leg....

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“Ready or Not” blasts over the PA to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here are your winners, A.J. FAIRCHILD, WAYNE CARRUTHERS and HEATHER HALLIWELL!

Fairchild and Carruthers get back in the ring and celebrate the win. Back on the outside, Chris Q is irate. He verbally berates the dazed and downed Karma and Nolan for costing his side the win.

Clement: A.J., Wayne and Heather get the victory. Thanks in large part of the Pretty Lil Texan.

Grayson: I'll give credit where it's due. She took control of that match towards the end, getting the better of both Karma and Nolan and securing the win for her team. But she won't be so fortunate next time. And neither will A.J. Fairchild. At Above & Beyond, Chris Q won't be weighed down by partners. At Above & Beyond II, Fairchild won't be able to hide behind teammates and coast to a win. No, he's going to have to man up and beat Chris Q all by himself. By I know, you know and everyone else knows that that's not happening!

Back in the ring, Wayne climbs up onto the second turnbuckle in one corner as Halliwell climbs up the adjacent corner and raises her EXODUS Pro World Championship to cheers from the crowd. Another camera shot shows Fairchild waving Chris Q into the ring. But Q just raises his FGA Championship to boos from the crowd.