Syracuse DVD Taping (3.22.14)

[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
FGA World Tag Team Championship Match
(c) Super Mario Wrestling Bros vs. Chris Bond & Kevin Hardaway

"Rockit" begins to play over the speakers as the SMWB step through the curtain to cheers from the crowd. After looking around at the crowd and nodding their heads in approval, the SMWB jump up and races down the aisle.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is your main event of the evening! And it is for the FGA World Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 373 pounds! They are the reigning and defending FGA World Tag Team Champions! They are the team of Max Powers and Landon Knight, the SUPER MARIO WRESTLING BROS!

After sliding underneath the bottom rope and into the ring, they push themselves up and head into opposite corners. After climbing up onto the second rope and trowing their index finger in the air, they climb to the top turnbuckle and backflip off, landing safely on their feet in the ring to cheers.

Clement: The SMWB want to come out and impress in their first match sicne their title win. But they're going to have to do more than impress tonight. They're going to have to walk out of here with a victory if they want to keep their titles.

Grayson: These two have faced some of the toughest teams in FGA over the past six months. But I don't think they've faced a pair quite like Chris Bond and Kevin Hardaway...

The house lights go out in the arena as the opening of "Violence (Enough is Enough)" by A Day to Remember flares up. Strobe lights begin to go insane when the vocals blare out of the sound system as Kevin Hardaway appears in the entry way. The crowd is thrilled seeing him as Kevin inhales before he makes his way down the ring.

Cruz: And their opponent, from Baltimore, Maryland! Weighing in at 229 pounds... KEVIN HARDAWAY!

A few hands get slapped away as once Kevin is at ringside, he hops up on the ring apron. The lights are back to normal as they enter the ring as he heads to the nearest turnbuckle and goes up to the top buckle. Some take pictures as he steps down, inhaling once more as he does the same thing on the other side of the ring before backing into the corner as he then waits for the match to begin as his entrance song fades off.

Clement: Things looked a big rocky for a bit there between Chris Bond and Kevin Hardaway. But it appears that everything is all good between these two. If they want to walk out of this match with those Tag Titles, they're going to need to stay on the same page...

"If you take a life, do you know what you'll give...
Odds are, you won't like what it is...
When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me...
By the merciless eyes I've deceived...
I've seen angels fall from blinding heights...
But you yourself are nothing so divine...
Just next in line..."

The house lights dim in the smaller facility, and multi-colored lights soon flicker throughout the filled-to-the-brim center. The crowd jumps to it's feet, blowing the roof off from the much smaller arena as Chris Bond makes his way out from behind the curtains. As he emerges from behind the curtain, there is a small burst of excitement from the crowd. With a spotlight lighting his way, Bond makes his way down the aisle and towards the ring, even slapping a few hands on the way down.

Cruz: And his partner, now residing out of Chicago, Illinois! Weighing in at 238 pounds... CHRIS BOND!

Soon enough he jogs up the stairs, and walks along the ring apron before wiping his feet. Chris Bond steps over the second rope and into the ring. The self-proclaimed legend of the wrestling world walks to the center of the ring and stands there for a moment, as flashes go off through out the waves of fans. He circles the ring, arms outstretched, as the fans cheer loudly once again. Bond enjoys this, as his trademark smirk re-emerges on his face. Heading to his corner, Bond does a few stretches as he waits for the match to begin.

Clement: This time last month, Chris Bond was looking to hang up the boots. One month later, he's looking to reclaim some gold. Will the battle tested veterans prove to be too much for these young champions?

The bell sounds as Hardaway and Max start things out. The two men shake hands before circling the ring. They then come back together and lock up. Hardaway quickly uses his strength advantage to move Max over towards the ropes. After pressing him against the ropes, the ref gives both men until the count of five to break the hold.

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

Both men make a clean break. After Hardaway steps back to the center of the ring, Max heads over towards him and locks up. He quickly places Hardaway in a side headlock. But Hardaway is able to slip out and reverse into a hammerlock. He jerks the arm, causing Max to wince in pain. The ref asks him if he wants to give up, but Max refuses to quit. He then reaches back and quickly elbows Hardaway in the face. He then performs a standing switch, applying a waistlock from behind. But Hardaway reaches back and delivers an elbow to his own. He then grabs Max and brings him down with a side headlock takeover. Max quickly reverses into a leg scissors headlock. But after shifting around on the canvas, Hardaway is able to escape via a kip up. As Max scrambles to get back to his feet, Hardaway applies a side headlock. But Max shoves Hardaway off of him and into the ropes. When Hardaway comes back, he knocks Max down with a running shoulderblock. He then runs into the ropes as Max kips up to his feet. When Hardaway comes back, Max leap frogs over him. Hardaway continues to run into the ropes. When Hardaway comes back, Max brings him down with a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd. Hardaway gets up, but Max knocks him down with a dropkick. Hardaway gets back up, but Max throws him down with a scoop slam to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Hardaway kicks out.

Clement: Pretty even contest thus far. What are the Mario Bros going to have to do to retain their titles tonight?

Grayson: Besides get intentionally DQ'd, I don't know. Bond and Hardaway are stronger. They are far more experienced. Those guys have been around the block. They were the backbone of several companies. The SMWB have got the speed and the agility. But how long will that last when Bond and Hardaway are wearing them down?

Max picks up Hardaway, wrings his arm, brings him over towards the corner and tags in Landon Knight. But when Landon gets in, Hardaway breaks free and quickly takes a few steps back. He then goes over and tags in Chris Bond to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Now the two fresher men are in this match. Let's see how they fair...

After Bond gets in, the two men circle the ring. They then go for a lock up. But Bond ducks the lock up, goes behind Landon and applies a waistlock. But Landon quickly delivers an elbows to the face and performs a standing switch, applying a waistlock of his own from behind. Bond then runs into the ropes. After hooking his arms under the top rope, he jerks back, sending Landon down to the canvas. After Landon rolls up to his feet, Bond runs over and throws out a clothesline. But Landon ducks and runs into the ropes. When Landon comes back, Bond knocks him down with a dropkick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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Landon kicks out.

Bond picks him up, moves him into the corner and tags in Hardaway. After Hardaway gets back in, he delivers a kick to the midsection that doubles Landon over. He then delivers a forearm strike to the face that sends him stumbling out of the corner. But Hardaway grabs him, turns around and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. He then unleashes a series of shoot kicks to the chest before tagging Bond back in. Once Bond gets in, he unleashes a series of knife-edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then brings Landon from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Landon reverses, sending Bond into the ropes. When Bond comes back, Landon bends over to set up a back body drop. But Bond counters with a kick to the face that sends him stumbling back. Bond then runs back into the ropes. When he comes back, Landon knocks him down with a dropsault to cheers from the crowd. He quickly goes over and tags Max back in. As Max gets in, Landon picks up Bond and delivers an inverted atomic drop. The SMWB quickly followed up with stereo superkicks to cheers from the crowd. Max makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Bond kicks out.

Clement: Nice combination there by the champs, but it only gets two. Bond and Hardaway are working pretty well in this match.

Grayson: Yes they are. The frequent tags. Isolating the opponent. These two know what they're doing in there.

Max picks up Bond and goes for an irish whip. But Bond reverses, sending Max into the ropes. When Max comes back, Bond bends over to set up a back body drop. But Max stops, turns around, rolls across Bond's back, lands on his feet and then runs back into the ropes. When Bond turns around, he turns into a spinning heel kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Bond kicks out.

Max picks up Bond, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. He then tags in Landon. Once Landon gets in, the SMWB take Bond and whip him into the ropes. When Bond comes back, they deliver a double hip toss, followed by a double cartwheel, followed by a double dropkick to cheers from the crowd. Landon makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Hardaway drags Landon off of Bond.

Clement: Nice save by Hardaway. The SMWB are starting to take control on things.

Grayson: They are. Like I said, speed and agility are clearly in their favor and they've used that to get the best of Bond thus far.

As Hardaway heads back out onto the apron, Landon picks up Bond and delivers a punch to the face. He then takes Bond and lifts him up for a vertical suplex. But Bond slips down from behind, grabs Landon and goes for a German Suplex. But Landon lands on his feet and quickly runs into the ropes. When Landon comes back, Bond lifts him up, turns and throws him down with a spinebuster to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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Landon gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Just like that, Bond can slam on the brakes and turn this match back around into his favor. He may have only gotten two, but that spinebuster is still hurting Landon...

Bond picks up Landon, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. He then tags Hardaway back in. Hardaway brings Landon from out of the corner and whips him into the ropes. When Landon comes back, Hardaway knocks him down with a jumping spin kick to cheers from the crowd. He then sits up Landon before running into the ropes. When Hardaway comes back, he connects with the Bakatare Sliding Kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Landon gets his shoulder up.

Hardaway picks up Landon and nails him with a forearm strike. But Landon comes back with a European Uppercut. Hardaway then delivers another forearm strike. But Landon responds with another European Uppercut. Hardaway then delivers a series of alternating palm strikes before knocking him down with a Koppu Kick to cheers from the crowd. He makes the cover.

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TWO!
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Landon gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Great combination by K-Hard, but it only gets two.

Grayson: What in the world was he thinking trying to trade shots with Hardaway? You don't do that...

Hardaway picks up Landon whips him into the ropes. When Landon comes back, Hardaway bends over to set up a back body drop. But Landon stops and hooks his arms to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: It could be time for that double underhook powerbomb...

Landon lifts him up for the Butterfly Bob-omb. But Hardaway counters with a hurricanrana to cheers from the crowd. As Landon gets up, Hardaway runs over and goes for a jumping side kick. But Landon ducks. When Hardaway turns around, Landon hoists him up in the air and then knocks him down with the 1-Up Uppercut to cheers from the crowd. Landon then stumbles into the corner and tags in Max.

Max begins to climb the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, he leaps off, going for the P-Wing Splash. But Hardaway gets his knees up, causing Max to crash across them.

Clement: That's gotta hurt! Max looked to end things with that splash, but Hardaway had other plans...

Grayson: Now Hardaway has to get into the corner and make the tag...

As Max curls up in pain, Hardaway steps through the ropes, climbs up to the top turnbuckles and yells out, “HOPE IS NOT LOST!” He then leaps off, connecting with Hope Is Not Lost to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: Frog Splash! Could this could be over here...

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

Hardaway picks up Max and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring and connects with a corner Shining Wizard to cheers from the crowd. Hardaway reaches over and tags Bond back in. Once Bond gets in, he brings Max from out of the corner, lifts him up and throws him down with a gutwrench powerbomb. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Landon breaks up the pin.

Clement: We were close to having new champs there...

As Landon heads back to the outside, Bond picks up Max and throws him down with a scoop slam. He then delivers a stomp to the right arm and leg, followed by a stomp to the left leg and arm. Bond follows up with a jumping stomp to the face. He then reaches down, picks up Max and sets him up for a piledriver. But Max counters with a back body drop to cheers from the crowd. As Bond gets up, Max runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Bond goes for a running lariat. But Max ducks under, floats over across Bond's back and brings him down with a crucifix...

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Bond gets his shoulder up.

Grayson: The SMWB nearly slithered away with their titles there, but Bond got his shoulder up.

After both men scramble to get back to their feet, Bond kicks Max in the midsection and follows up with a jumping faceplant to cheers from the crowd. He turns Max over and makes the cover.

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Max gets his shoulder up.

Bond picks up Max and goes for an irish whip. But Max reverses, sing Bond into the ropes. When Bond comes back, Max goes for a back body drop. But Bond slips down from behind and counters with a rear naked chokedrop. Bond then picks up Max, scoops him up from the side and delivers a jumping backbreaker to cheers from the crowd. He then picks Max back up and delivers a snap suplex. He makes the cover.

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Max gets his shoulder up.

Grayson: How many extra lives do these guys have? They will not stay down.

Clement: They can't stay down! They know that their titles are on the line. And they're not about to lose them right after they won them.

Grayson: Of course. I mean who do they look like, Chris Bond?

Clement: Oh stop it!

Bond picks up Max and delivers with a European Uppercut that knocks him down. He then reaches down, picks up Max and goes for an irish whip. But Max reverses, sending Bond into the corner. Max then runs across the ring and connects with a flying discus punch to cheers from the crowd. He then takes Bond and whips him into the opposite corner. Max runs across the ring and connects with a Koopa Kick, sending Bond crumbling from out of the corner. With both men down, the ref starts his count.

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

Max begins to crawl over towards Landon as Bond begins to crawl towards Hardaway.

Ref: …................ FOUR.................. FIVE...............

Bond pulls himself over with the bottom rope, reaches up and tags in Hardaway to cheers from the crowd. As soon as Hardaway gets in, he darts across the ring to stop Max. But he's too late as Max dives over and tags Landon back in.

The crowd cheers as Landon steps in and meets Hardaway with a punch to the face that knocks him down. Hardaway gets back up, but Landon knocks him down with another right hand. As Hardaway gets up, Landon grabs him and goes for an irish whip. But Hardaway reverses, sending Landon into the ropes. When Landon comes back, Hardaway goes for a spinning backfist. But Landon ducks and runs into the ropes, where Max makes the blind tag. When Landon comes back, he slides through Hardaway's legs. When Hardaway turns around, Landon gets up and delivers a kick to the midsection, doubling him over. The SMWB then deliver the Dr. Mario Bomb to cheers from the crowd. Max makes the cover.

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Hardaway gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: How was that not three?

Max picks up Hardaway and throws him down with a scoop slam. He then steps over Hardaway and delivers a standing moonsault to cheers from the crowd. He then points to the top turnbuckle as the crowd cheers.

Clement: This could be it right here!

As Max steps through the ropes and climbs the turnbuckles, Hardaway gets up, runs over and connects with a jumping European Uppercut to cheers from the crowd. He then grabs Max and slams him down off the top turnbuckle. Hardaway then goes over, picks up Max and goes for an irish whip. But Max reverses, sending Hardaway into Bond. Once the two collide, Bond falls off the apron and lands on his feet. But Bond's knee buckles upon impact. Bond then clutches his knee as he collapses to the canvas.

Clement: Oh no! Bond's knee may be hurt!

Grayson: You mean like at International Incident?

Clement: His knee was hurt!

Grayson: Sure...

Both Hardaway and Max look on. But Max quickly snaps out of it, spins Hardaway around and knocks him down with a step up enzuigiri to cheers from the crowd. He then goes over and tags in Landon. Once Landon gets in, he lifts Hardaway up onto his shoulders as Max heads up to the top turnbuckle. Hardaway begins to frantically elbow Landon in the side of the head. But Landon fights through it as he runs across the ring and delivers a rolling fireman's carry. Max then delivers a 450 Splash off the top, followed by a springboard Phoenix Splash from Landon, completing the S.S.M. to cheers from the crowd.

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THREE!

"Rockit" plays to cheers from the crowd.

Cruz: Here are your winners and STILL the World Tag Team Champions, the SUPER MARIO WRESTLING BROS!

The ref hands the belts back to the SMWB. The Tag Champions then raise each others arms to cheers from the crowd. On the outside, Bond can be seen pulling himself using the guard rail. Meanwhile, Hardaway looks on with his hands on his hips.

Clement: The SMWB pull off the upset and retain their titles! But we've got big news on the outside as Bond looks to be in pain.

Grayson: Really? He looks fine to me...

[ FADE OUT ]

[FGA Office]

(The competitors from the main event have all vacated the ring, the fans at ringside are sitting in an uncomfortable silence.)

Grayson: This show isn’t over yet, folks. At the start of tonight’s Battleground, Dom Harter came out and demanded to be crowned the FGA World Champion.

Clement: From what we understand, nobody has answered him ye–

(Sure enough, ‘Superunknown’ begins to blare throughout the arena. Dom Harter walks out from behind the black curtain and walks straight down the aisle, almost marching, before climbing up the steps and into the ring. The crowd are booing him as he taps the top of his microphone.)

Clement: Here goes nothing.

Dom Harter: Well, here we are. The end of the night.

(More boos.)

Dom Harter: I have waited patiently backstage. All night. And I have heard nothing. But somewhere back there someone has to power to right the wrong that have been perpetrated against me. To halt the demise of FRONTIER Grappling Arts. And yet – YET – they do nothing. You’re messing with the wrong crow here. Did you see what I did to The Red Pioneer tonight? Have you seen what I have done to every opponent you have put before me over the last fifteen months? In singles competition, I went through the Gold Rush Rumble, I went through every single man, woman and child put before me like they were nothing. I’m the man who beat Chris Q, I’m the man who beat Jimmy Page. You brought outside competition in and The Murder beat them too. Mid-Atlantic Wrecking Crew, Dragons Unleashed – we beat them. You wanted me to EARN my shot, and I beat Chris Bond to within an inch of his life. You tasked with beating Chris Q and I had him down for the count.

(Pause.)

Dom Harter: And now, I am demanding I get what I have earned. I get what is rightfully mine. So whoever it is I need to speak to, get your ass down here RIGHT NOW and give me that FGA World Championship…

Grayson: Every person in this arena is waiting, Kev.

Clement: Their eyes are glued on the entrance way, waiting to see who comes through that curtain…




















Grayson: What the?!

("They Are Lost" by Last Remaining Pinnacle plays, the fans turn and begin give a reaction, but it's a mixed bag. Page comes down, Pride Championship in grasp as his eyes are glued ahead. He comes down halfway down the aisle and begins to chuckle to himself. In the ring Harter begins to visibly seethe; his grip on the top ropes tightens, his knuckles turning white as he stares daggers at Page.)

Jimmy Page: Well...well...well, looks like the big bad crow is squawkin' for some more attention. Y'know something Dom, you sure do bring up "earned" in that lil' uh...lil' outburst here. Let me tell you something, and from the bottom of my heart I mean this...bear with me: You've. Earned...

(His eyes dart forward at Harter.)

Jimmy Page: DICK.

(His face turns into an angry scowl, his hand trembling with anger as some fans cheer, but those other fans who REALLY know what Page is all about boo, some even starting a "Harter" chant to irritate him. Jimmy claws his hair out of his eyes and looks down, pacing the aisle slowly.)

Jimmy Page: Because the moment you SCREWED me over to even mention my name; The moment you TOOK away an almost perfect symphony of dominance, you made a VERY, VERY, BIG enemy. So...you like to say you've earned that championship? Well, if I remember your lil' pussy brigade came runnin' down to save poor ol' Dommy Harter from LOSING. So as far as I'm concerned you haven't earned SHIT.

(Page pauses, then jerks forward pointing his finger out at Harter in a judging manner.)

Jimmy Page: IN FACT...?! As far as I'm concerned, that belt belongs to anyone. And that "anyone" has to go through currently 20 plus people...isn't that right Harter...?!

Grayson: Why do I have this weird feeling...

Clement: What are you talking about...?

Jimmy Page: So if you want the belt, well stand in the back of the long ass line, because THEY want it too!! That's right if you want that belt, you're going to have to enter the GOLD...RUSH...RUMBLE!!!!

(Jimmy's eyes don't budge from Dom's location. A creepy, devious smile appears on his face. He twirls the mic in his hand and continues his methodical pacing of the aisle. Harter walks slowly towards the center of the ring, his hands on his hips as he shakes his head fiercely.)

Jimmy Page: But if ya REALLY want the belt so badly Harter...then you're going to have to go...

(Jimmy's eyes turn wild.)

Jimmy Page: Through...

(His face turns into a sadistic form of glee, then morphs into a intense scowl filled with anger and hate.)

Jimmy Page: ME!!!!! BECAUSE I'M PUTTIN' MY NAME IN THE FUCKIN' BALLOT!!! THAT'S RIGHT, OH YEAH, I'M ENTERING THE RUMBLE!!!

Clement: & Grayson: WHAT?!?!

(The fans go into a frenzy, Dom Harter's face turns a dark red. He stomps over to the ropes and shouts, SCREAMING and CURSING Page's name as he leans over the ropes, howling obscenities, and shaking and kicking the ropes, his emotions WHITE HOT with rage. Page feeds off of his angst and chuckles to himself, which then turns into a face of disgust. He begins to march slowly to the back as Harter screams for him to come back so he can kill him.)

Clement: Do you know what this means?!

Grayson: This is just crazy?! We don't need that lunatic in the Rumble, he's going to try and screw Dom out of HIS belt.

Clement: It's like Page said, if he wants the belt he has to go through over 20 other people, INCLUDING himself!! This just got GOOD!

(The show closes, with an irate Dom Harter trying to destroy everything there is in the ring and clawing his hair out)