Vertigo 10.3.15

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Hello hello
(Hola)
I'm at a place called Vertigo
(Donde esta?)
It's everything I wish I didn't know
Except you give me something
I can feel, feel

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

The feed pans around the Mid-Hudson Civic Center, capturing the excited crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd while we transition to the ringside area, where Kris Cruise and Stephy Auger are standing by...

Kris Cruise: Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another edition of Vertigo, here on WGN America. I'm Kris Cruise alongside Stephy Auger, and what a show we have for you tonight.

Stephy Auger: Fresh off the recent pay-per-view, Above & Beyond, we'll have all the fallout from that event to deal with, including the situation with the World Tag Team titles, a possible update on Cyncity's wrist, the situation with Chris Q. And, of course, Pride Champion Tony Carmine winning the Frontier Lion's Cup to become the number one contender to Chandler Scott and the FGA World Championship!

Kris Cruise: Indeed he did. But he may not be the Pride Champion after tonight, because in our main event of this evening we'll see Tony Carmine defend his Pride title in a rematch from last year's Final Frontier, against Evangelista.

Stephy Auger: She was impressive against Johnny Cannon, can she continue her winning ways tonight and finally capture a title in FGA?

Kris Cruise: And what becomes of Cannon? He's made it clear that he wants to take the Pride division by storm; will his defeat at Above & Beyond affect him? We'll find out later tonight when he takes on Luke Jackson.

Stephy Auger: As well as those matches, we'll also see Yun Goeun take on Maurice Graham. Camellia D. Magna faces the debuting Salem Cartier. Chris Bond returns to action to face Kurosawa Chavez.

Kris Cruise: And in a round robin qualifier, we'll see Jimmy Page versus Annie Zellor, in a rematch from a few weeks ago.

Stephy Auger: Rumor has it that there's something big at stake for the winner of that contest.

Kris Cruise: I don't doubt that for a moment. Because we're now on the road to FGA's fourth anniversary, and our biggest pay-per-view of the year, Final Frontier! So you know we're in store for some action packed shows over the coming weeks.

Stephy Auger: Lets get that started right now, as Maurice Graham and Yun Goeun are set to go one-on-one!

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Maurice Graham vs. Yun Goeun

"Clap Your Hands! Clap Your Hands!
Everyone raise your hands up high!
Let them talk to the sky above!
Clap Your Hands! Clap Your Hands!
This is just the beginning...
K - O - R - E - A"

J.A. Aldridge: The following is scheduled for one fall and it is your opening contest of the evening! Introducing first, from Seoul, South Korea! She is “Seoul City’s Baddest female”, YUN GOEUN!

"Clap Your Hands" by Pink Dolls starts to play over the P.A. system as Yun Goeun emerges from the backstage area. She is smiling wide as the crowd goes crazy for her. The camera pans through the crowd to show there are more than a few fans wearing gear or holding up signs supporting Yun, as well as a few fans with Pink Doll's Merch. Yun stops to look over the arena from the top of the ramp, taking in the moment. As she stands there, her bodyguard Joe Shamrock finally emerges from the back. He pats Yun on the back, Yun smiles and raises her hands for a loud pop from the crowd, as she now starts to walk down the ramp. As Yun walks down the ramp she holds out her hands to give high fives to the fans she walks by.

Kris Cruise: Hallyu Generation were unsuccessful in their attempt to win the World Tag Team Titles at Above & Beyond IV. Tonight, Hallyu Gen member Yun Goeun looks to bounce back in singles action against Maurice Graham.

Stephy Auger: And we’ve seen a bit of a...I guess crankier side of Yun in recent days. Maybe cranky is the wrong word. But we’ve definitely seen a bit more attitude out of Yun.

Kris Cruise: Yeah, her and Graham didn’t exactly mince words in the leadup to this one.

Yun reaches the ringside area as the chorus to "Clap Your Hands" begins to play, causing Yun to clap her hands in time with the rhythm, laughing a bit as she does. She paces back and forth in front of the ring for a second then rushes in sliding under the bottom rope. Yun walks to the center of the ring and raises her arms high to another roar of the crowd as her music dies down as she awaited Maurice Graham..

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Springfield, Massachusetts! Weighing in at 233 pounds! He is “The Machine” MAURICE GRAHAM!

“Breathe” by Fabolous hits and the lights begin to strobe. Maurice Graham walk out to the stage wearing a black towel over his head….

Kris Cruise: Maurice Graham wasn’t exactly shy when it came to expressing his feeling on Yun Goeun in this upcoming match.

Stephy Auger: It sounds like Graham is still a little salty over being defeated by Yun a few weeks back. But he has the chance to exact some revenge as he’s vowing to put her down in this one.

Behind him is his manager Victoria Sinclair in high heels, a mini pencil skirt with matching low cut blazer. After doing a few air jabs to loosen up, he lifts up the towel revealing a devilish grin before he heads to the ring with his left fist in the air. Victoria claps and points to her client demanding the fans cheer and appreciate him. As he arrives to the ring he rolls underneath the bottom rope, opens the middle and top ropes to allow Victoria to enter while staring at Goeun. He then makes his way to the corner climbing to the second rope to look down on the fans as Victoria points to him. Once both competitors were in the center of the ring the starting bell was called for!

Yun and Maurice start to circle around the ring. Graham seemed to be pretty focused. Yun was also extremely focused after having come close to being FGA World Tag Team Champion only to have to start from scratch despite not being pinned. Yun knows very well that she has to make a statement in this match.

The two finally lock up!

Yun pushes Maurice back. He moves forward with the idea to get his hands on Yun as quickly as possible. Yun grabs Maurice - taking him off his feet with an Arm Drag! Maurice gets back to his feet but is taken back down by another Yun Arm Drag! She then runs the ropes then leaps right on Maurice with a Lou Thez Pres! Planting multiple punches onto the face of Maurice before going for a the first pin of the match!

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T-NO!

Maurice kicks out of it! Which doesn’t sit well with the fans considering the fact that they all want Gizibe to pick up the win! They booed Maurice! Graham soon recovered! He shoots a boot to the stomach of Yun! Then a Snap Suplex!

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TWO!
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YUN KICKS OUT!

Maurice gets back to his feet. Yun follows shortly after. The two go back to the lock up! Maurice grabs the left arm of Yun trying to hit the Short Arm Clothesline! Yun ducks it then grabs at the chin of Graham. She makes sure she has good grip the runs towards AND up the turnbuckle for the Shiranui! Maurice lands back first with his legs still up in the air!

Yun grabs hold of both Maurice’s legs as the referee counts!

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TWO!
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TH-NO!

Maurice JUST manages to slip his shoulder up off the canvas! Graham crawls towards the ropes using them to aid himself back up. As Maurice tries to get up Yun plants numerous shoot kicks to his side! Maurice then shows a burst of adrenaline grabbing Yun by the head! Then tossing her into the turnbuckle where he nailed a Spinning Backfist! Yun still stood up straight nonetheless!

Of course Maurice is able to continue to use his strength advantage to get the upper hand over Yun to the point where he manages to push Yun’s back against the ropes. He Irish Whips Goeun across the ring - she bounces her back off the ropes - Once Yun runs back within range of Maurice he lifts her high up in the air Spinebuster style looking to drop Yun down with every ounce of strength he has at his disposal.

As Maurice starts to drop Yun she wraps her arm around the back of Graham’s neck - planting him right onto the canvas forehead first with a DDT! The veteran in Yun doesn’t allow her to waste a potential opportunity to end a match she drapes her arm over the chest of the much larger Maurice. The referee drops to his knees to count…


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TWO!
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NO!

Maurice shoots his shoulder up. Yun jumps up moving out to the ring apron. She positions herself well holding onto the top rope. The K-Pop Star waits for Maurice to get back to his feet. Once he’s back to a vertical base Yun springboards herself up! She extends her arm connecting with the Springboard Clothesline!

…..Or she WOULD have connected if Maurice didn’t catch her in mid air! Graham used that strength to ground Yun! Maurice then tosses Yun’s right arm up delivering a Fisherman Suplex Brainbuster to the former PDW Champion! Maurice drops for the pin,

ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE-KICKOUT!

Yun manages to kick out at the last second!

Maurice gets to his feet yet again YELLING at the crowd. Showing quite a bit of anger for not being able to finish the Hallyu Generation member Yun off quicker. He then waves the crowd off deeming them useless as he walks back to Goeun. He bends forward - taking hold of a handfull of Yun’s hair! As Maurice does this Yun pulls him in for a quick Inside Cradle!!!!

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TWO!
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THREE!!!

“Clap Your Hands” plays to cheers from the crowd.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, YUN GOEUN!

Yun gets her arm raised in victory as the crowd continues to cheer.

Kris Cruise: Yun did it!

Stephy Auger: Yun gets the surprise win with the small package!

Yun literally snatched the victory with an effective Inside Cradle! No one expected that to happen! The fans began to cheer…..Yun gets back to her feet as the referee comes over to raise her hand. After he does, Yun shakes the referees hand, then bows to him before turning to look at Maurice Graham. Yun's look goes from that of happy to have finally won a match to that of anger as she stares at him.

Kris Cruise: What’s Yun doing?

Stephy Auger: It doesn’t look like she’s got good intentions, Kris...

Graham is stirring on the mat, crawling to the nearby turnbuckle to try to use it to get back to his feet. On seeing this, Yun quickly rushes to the turnbuckle he is crawling too and swiftly jumps over the top rope and onto the top of the turnbuckle. Yun stands up on top of the turnbuckle as she looks down at Maurice. Maurice does not realize she is up there and he grabs the bottom rope and starts to pull himself to his feet...

Just as he does Yun comes crashing down, smashing both of her knees into the back of his head, driving his face into the mat hard. Yun quickly gets back to her feet and glares down at Maurice for a second, as the time keeper rings the bell to try to restore order.

Kris Cruise: What has gotten into Yun?

Stephy Auger: I… I don’t know...

Yun looks at him and throws her hands up to signal she is done, then slides out of the ring. Yun rounds the ring to the timekeeper table and grabs a microphone before sliding back in...

Yun Goeun: Look at that, "Machine" you look like the same person I beat a few months back... Which sure as heck is not the unbeatable machine you seem to think you are. You claim I was next? Next at what? To be right here where I am, standing over a beaten man? Because yeah, I was next alright…

Yun paces around the ring a few times, her eyes still on the fallen Maurice Graham. The look on Yun's face changes to one of pure anger as she nods to herself, her eyes still on him. Yun slides out of the ring and walks over to the timekeeper table, yelling "MOVE!" to the time keeper. The second he gets up she snatches the chair he was sitting on and folds it up. Yun throws the chair into the ring then slides in after it. She picks up the chair and walks around Maurice a few times, glaring down at him, waiting for him to get up.

Kris Cruise: Oh no. Yun, please, don’t do this. You’re better than this...

As Yun circles Maurice Graham like shark circling its prey, she never notices Victoria Sinclair motioning towards the ring. Back inside, Maurice is starting to stir, which has caused Yun to get into a fighting stance, holding the chair up in front of her...

Outside the ring, Victoria bends down and takes off both of her high heels, and tosses them aside, then suddenly rushes into the ring in a hurry. Maurice has almost gotten to his feet now and just as he does, Yun throws the chair at him and is about to hit the One Hit Wonder, when Victoria grabs her and turns her around.

Kris Cruise: What’s this!?

Yun is taken completely by surprise, as Victoria throws a hard right forearm into the face of Yun comes back with a forearm of her own which Victoria ducks, then counters by kicking Yun in the midsection doubling her over. Victoria grabs Yun's head and brings it between her legs as she then jumps up and over Yun, bringing Yun along for the ride and smashing her hard into the mat with Canadian Destroyer that almost no one in the building saw coming as the crowd is buzzing. Yun is out now.

Stephy Auger: Victoria Sinclair has just laid out Yun!?!?

Maurice has finally shook the cobwebs free and realized what happened, just as Ling Ling comes rushing from the back to Yun's aide. Ling right away takes Victoria down with a hard lariat. Victoria slides out of the ring the second she hits the mat. Ling Ling and Maurice stare at each other for a second, when instead of fighting the other girl Maurice slides out of the ring to check on Victoria, who is no worse for the wear. The two just instead start to head to the back.

Kris Cruise: I still can't believe what we’ve just witnessed. First, this newfound aggression from Yun Goeun. Then, Yun getting knocked out by Victoria Sinclair. I still don’t know what to make of this.

Stephy Auger: Neither do I....

Ling Ling goes to check on Yun for a moment, who is starting to stir on the mat, then goes rushing to the front of the ring, glaring down the ramp at Maurice and Victoria, who simply return the glare back to Ling as the two stand at the top of the ramp...

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The sound of an organ plays throughout the arena, capturing the attention of all the fans in the crowd. They all turn their attention to the entrance way, preparing for the man that’s about to walk out. As "Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple kicks in, the crowd begins to boo, jeer and heckle loudly. The camera dolly slowly rolls up towards the curtain. At around the 30 second mark, Chandler Scott pushes through the curtain as the crowd really begins to let him have it. Chandler looks over and can be seen mouthing at the camera while he points an accusatory finger at it. He then turns his attention towards the ring as he thrusts his arms in the air, resulting in another round of loud boos from the crowd.

Chandler keeps his index fingers in the air, letting everyone know who is truly "number one” around this joint. He keeps a smug look planted on his face as he swaggers down to the ring. After climbing up onto the apron, Chandler steps through the ropes, climbs up onto the second ropes, kisses his FGA World Championship belt and raises it in the air in the air as he absorbs the crowd's disdain for him. After stepping down to the canvas, he can be seen making the yapping mouth his hands towards some unruly fans in the front row. Chandler then makes his way over towards the ropes, where he motions for J.A. Aldridge to hand him a mic. After Aldridge heads over and extends a microphone to the champion, Chandler snatches it from out of his hands. As his music dies down, the boos become even more evident. A “CHANDLER SUCKS!” chant then begins to break out. But Chandler isn’t irate. He isn’t offended. He simply closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath, soaking up all the hostility. Once he opens his eyes and exhales, a large grin spreads across his face.

Chandler Scott: I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so!

(The crowd roars back with a loud series of boos. But Chandler, always confident, simply meets their disdain with a smirk.)

Chandler Scott: Did you really think that Johnny Karma, of all people, was going to take this title from me? Apparently you did. I don’t know if it was out of blind hatred for yours truly or if you were hoping that he’d finally live up to his potential, but there were a number of you that thought Karma was going to be walking out of my home state as the new FGA World Champion. But surprise, surprise, JK once again gagged out there. In yet another World Championship Match, Karma let the weight of the world crush him. And for the second time this year, JK fell victim to the DNA of FGA. The only difference is that this time, he can’t hide behind the excuse of having other people in the match. This time, he can’t use the excuse that someone other than him was pinned. Now, whenever he looks in the mirror, he’ll see a man that knows that he was bested by the very best.

(Chandler can be seen mouthing “and you know it’s true” as the crowd answers back with jeers.)

Chandler Scott: You know what’s funny? There’s some of you out there that honestly think that Karma outwrestled me. There’s some of you that think that Karma pushed me to the brink. Well if that’s the case, why do I still have this and why is his waist still bare? Explain that one to me because I just don’t get it. You see, here’s the difference between me and Karma. He’ll be the guy that’s always seconds away from a huge victory while I’m the guy that’s racking up huge victories. He’ll be the guy that’s always within reach of a championship. Whereas I’m the guy that’ll have have his hands on this championship, and any other title in FGA that I feel like winning. I’m the amazing wrestler than he envisions himself as. I’m as great as he thinks he is. I’m Chandler Scott, and I’ve once again proven why I am your World Champion.

But enough about the past. I could run down Karma all day and he’d deserve every second of it. But why bother? Instead, I’d like to switch the topic to the future. As in the future of this business. In just a few weeks at the Four Year Anniversary Show, you FGA fans are going to have the honor and the privilege of seeing the two best athletes in FGA going at it. That’s right, at the Four Year Anniversary Show, it’s going to be yours truly taking on Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine. Imagine that. The last two Frats left standing… headlining an event like this. Tony Carmine, your Pride Champion, battling it out against Chandler Scott, your World Champion. Man, what a time to be alive.

(Chandler steps back and raises his fist to his mouth, feigning like he’s fighting back the tears.)

Chandler Scott: And you all get to witness it in just a few short weeks. Now, tonight isn’t about me. For once, I’m not the center of attention. So I’d like to take this time to step aside and introduce the man that once again retained his Pride Championship. I’d like to introduce the man that proved all the naysayers wrong by winning the Frontier Lions Cup. I’d like to introduce the man that, one day, will be your World Champion. So ladies and gentlemen, get up out of your seats and show your love for the future of FGA… TONY CARMINE!

The crowd boos as the FGA Pride Champion gets introduced. “Graceful Jewelry Removal” blasts throughout the arena, causing the booing to get louder. Three lovely ladies come from behind the curtain, wearing nothing but pink furry lingerie. Suddenly Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine emerges with the FLC trophy in hand and Pride title around his waist. The ladies allow Tony to get ahead of them as he’s pointing out to the crowd with “THANK YOU THANKS FOR COMING I LOVE YOU ALL!” Carmine twirls around as he makes his way down the ramp.

The three ladies step up to the apron and sit on the ropes, inviting him in the ring. Tony completely ignores the women and shoots a smirk to the World Champion. He grabs a mic and walks up the steps, entering the ring on the side opposite the women. He shakes Chandler’s hand and waves the women off, telling them to stay outside of the ring. Just as the music dies down, Tony Carmine lifts the Lion’s Cup trophy high in air, soaking in all the jeers. With a bright and sunny smile, he blows the entire area a kiss before addressing the audience.

Sunshine Tony: Good evening sweeties of Poughkeepsie!

(The Pride champ steps back laughing at the increasingly loud boos from the crowd.)

Sunshine Tony: In Boston, pretty much no one thought it was possible. Everyone counted me out. Let the Scandalous One be an inspiration to you all…to follow your dreams and never give up! No matter what. Through all of the disrespect I've endured on my journey. Nights like this make it all worth it.

(Chandler Scott starts clapping as Tony shoots him a wink.)

Sunshine Tony: My entire career in FGA has been filled with people trying to cloud over my sunshine. People raining on my parade before it even began. People who were so short-sighted that they couldn’t see the bright and shiny future of this business in front of their very own eyes. Now the Scandalous One could easily stand here and talk about these people. All of the Cordys, Rileys, Jimmys, Doms, Seans. These people who you all claim to love so much more than me, I could stand here and talk about how they will NEVER EVER be on my level. I could easily stand here and say that the Scandalous One is the only man worthy enough to stand toe to toe in this ring with the soon to be former FGA World Champ!

(Scott shoots Tony a look to which the Pride champion smiles and waves him off.)

Sunshine Tony: J-K, hun. J-K! Look General. Lieutenant. Whatever you want to call this man right here, he’s the real deal. The DNA of FGA. This is a man who has seen potential in me since the beginning. I don’t have to tell you all what legends in the making look like, you can see for yourselves. Which is exactly why I don’t have to stand here and give the I-told-you-so’s. I told all of you exactly how Above & Beyond would go down and look at the sexy daddy holding the cup. We both told Johnny Karma that he couldn’t stack up to the Frats, now he’s somewhere licking his wounds probably contemplating retirement. It’s sad. It’s sad because we warned him and all of you. It's like a broken record how many times we say that the buck stops with us. The hype train doesn't pass over our bridge. We’ve established ourselves as the top tier of not only FGA but pro-wrestling across the board in 2015 and beyond. This isn’t just about belts, because unlike some people on this roster who only care about filling up their laundry list, the Scandalous One is a man of honor.

T(he Pride Champion turns to the World Champion.)

Sunshine Tony: So it would be my honor to face my frat. My bro. My compadre at the Four Year Anniversary show. I’m letting you know right now Scotty, I’m not Cordy Stevenson. You won’t be seeing the Scandalous One on the pity tour these next few weeks. No sit down tell-all interviews where Spencer Burke asks the tough questions. No baby pictures. No home movies. No highlight reels. What for? These people know how good we are and it’s time we put the two most active ingredients for FGA’s success and throw them in the pot. But of course that’s a few weeks from now…

(Tony winks at Chandler before turning back to the crowd.)

Sunshine Tony: Tonight, we celebrate! We will celebrate the reason why all of you sitting at home are watching this on WGN right now. We will celebrate the reason anyone would give a damn about people like Evangelista, Seth Lawless, Mia Scott, people I’ve made relevant and irrelevant at the snap of my fingers. Tonight we celebrate Carmine. Tony Carmine. Scandalous Tony Carmine. Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine!

(The Scandalous One holds his arms out as Chandler claps and the arena boos.)

Sunshine Tony: But as much as I’m all about a party, I have some trash to take out later on tonight. The Scandalous One could’ve taken a few weeks off to rest up and gear up for the Four Year Anniversary show. I could’ve but I’m not because without me, this place is almost unbearable to watch. Someone has to be the workhorse around here that fills the houses and makes it possible for the rest of you losers to make a nice paycheck. So tonight, watch the Scandalous One do what he does best. Make people shine. Evangelista, you’re more than welcome to stop by my locker room for party favors before our match. Hell, take a goodie bag. Come have fun, because after tonight that smile of yours will become pretty scarce. As if your ugly mug wasn’t off-putting enough already, I'm going to make Kickass Smurf wish he would've taken insurance out on you. That way he'll have a smoking hot ten waiting on him at the hotel while you're either at the hospital or crying in Laurel Anne Farty's arms. Facts Only.

Tony Carmine drops the mic before snapping his fingers in the air. Suddenly “Graceful Jewelry Removal” plays and confetti drops from the ceiling of the Mid-Hudson Civic Center. Both champions shake hands, raising their respective titles and trophies.

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Camellia D. Magna vs. Salem Cartier

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, our next contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina … CAMELLIA D. MAGNA!

“Riptide” by Sick Puppies sounds through the speakers in the arena as the crowd here in Chicago Ridge begin to boo. The main lights go dim and the entrance ramp is lit by blue and green lights. Fog slowly rolls down the ramp, covering the floor as Cami steps onto the top of the ramp with a huge smile on her face – which does nothing to alleviate the booing. She walks down the ramp, constantly looking around, spinning in a circle so as not to miss anything, enjoying the negative reaction from the crowd. When about halfway down the ramp, she takes off running, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. While on the mat, she pushes up into the bridge position. After holding it for a few seconds, she kicks over to a standing position.

Kris Cruise: She came so close to qualifying for the Frontier Lions Cup, close to winning the second chance battle royal. Do you think Camellia Magna is looking to turn her luck around tonight, Stephy?

Stephy Auger: I don’t doubt it, Kris. And with the attitude she’s been showing in recent weeks, I think she’ll try and do it by hook or by crook.

Kris Cruise: I can believe that. And her opponent tonight is making her debut here in FGA, but is by no means a stranger to the ring, Salem Cartier.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Laval, Quebec, Canada, ‘THE WITCH’ SALEM CARTIER!

The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem Cartier appears at the entrance, tapping her foot and bopping her head to the beat...

"Hey!
Don't touch kid, sleep with the lights on.... Touch kid, how you surprise me...
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"

She raises both hands and motions for the fans to get hyped, then bops her way toward the ring in time with the song, popping her shoulders up and down, swaying her arms around with a coy smile and wink to the audience.

"You're something like a phenomena.... Something like an astronoma...
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"

She steps up the ring steps, throws her hood back, clutches the top rope and puts her feet on the bottom rope, gazing around and rocking up and down on the ropes...

“Something like a phenomena, baby.... You're gonna get your body off"

She slides through the ropes, twirls off her jacket with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring, extending her arms out and playing to the crowd as the music fades.

Kris Cruise: I’ve seen her wrestle in HKW, and GPW in the past. And let me tell you, Stephy, she’s no slouch in the ring.

Stephy Auger: Lets see what she’s capable of here against Camellia D. Magna.

The bell sounds to start the match as both competitors circle the ring; the fans in attendance are booing Cami Magna, who just smirks as she shrugs off the juvenile jeers. They lock up collar and elbow, jockeying for position until Cami Magna manages to overpower her opponent, pushing Salem back against the ropes. The referee calls for a break, which he gets at the count of three and a half – only for Cami to deliver a stinging knife edge chop to the chest. And another, before she goes for the Irish whip. Salem hits the ropes, and gets caught by a dropkick to the jaw.

Stephy Auger: Picture perfect dropkick there.

Both competitors scramble back to their feet as Cami hits another dropkick, taking her opponent down once again. As they hurry back to their feet again, Magna takes Salem down with an arm drag, keeping hold with an armbar. Salem reaches her legs up, however, locking them around Cami’s head in a headscissors. Cami manages to break free, though, kipping up back to a vertical base. She moves towards her opponent as Salem rolls her up with an inside cradle!

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Cami kicks out!

Kris Cruise: Cami will have to watch out for those sneaky covers, Salem is somewhat of a master at them.

Both competitors get back up, and Cami charges in with a clothesline. It’s ducked by Cartier as she sets off against the ropes, coming off the ropes with a springboard back elbow that catches Magna flush against the jaw. Again, both competitors hurry back to their feet as Salem feints with an Irish whip, bringing Cami back in close before connecting with a knee to the gut. Magna gets doubled over in the center of the ring before Salem performs a shinbreaker, only to hook the leg and take Cami Magna down with a saito suplex!

Stephy Auger: What a suplex!

Salem makes the cover.

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TWO

But Cami gets the shoulder up. Salem sits her opponent back up and lashes out with several soccer kicks to the back before grabbing hold of the arms, locking Camellia in a cross armed surfboard. The knee of Salem Cartier placed firmly against the spine. The referee checks for a submission, but Cami is adamant she won’t give in just yet. Instead, she begins to fight back, working her way up towards a vertical base before countering the submission hold with a wheelbarrow style rollup!

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Salem kicks out!

The force of the kick out pushes Cami dangerously close to the ropes, where she gets back to her feet in time to see Salem charge in with a Cactus clothesline! Both competitors tumble over the top rope; Magna hits the mats on the outside hard, but Salem quickly rolls back into the ring. The fans beginning to get behind the newcomer as she poses for them, all before running against the far ropes. On the outside, Cami uses the guard rail to get back to her feet just in time to see Salem flying at her with a tope con hilo! A cheer goes up from the crowd as Cami is wiped out on the outside of the ring. Salem stands back up, wincing slightly as she holds her neck. She lifts Magna back to a vertical base and rolls her into the ring, before following her in as well. Magna tries to crawl away, but Salem catches up with her as Cami is kneeling in the middle of the ring, executing a somersault cutter! And a hook of the leg.

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THR-NOO!

Cami gets the shoulder up, much to the dismay of the crowd. Salem looks to the official, but he assures her it was only a two. Undeterred, Salem raises her opponent to a standing position once more – and gets raked across the eyes for the trouble. Cartier staggers away, but Cami pounces, performing a hangman’s neckbreaker!

Kris Cruise: Cami Magna has done her homework, and knows Salem has had an old neck injury in the past.

Stephy Auger: And she’s going to exploit that as much as she can.

Cartier goes down, clutching that neck, but Cami won’t let her be. Magna sits her opponent up, applying a rear chinlock as she puts pressure on that neck. Salem doesn’t go down quietly, though. She begins to fight back, working her way up to one knee, whereupon she fires off several back elbows to the midsection. It’s enough to weaken Cami’s grip as Salem counters with a back suplex – NO! Cami lands on her feet and spins with a discus elbow smash, clocking Salem straight in the face as she turns around! Salem spins on the spot, managing to remain upright after the elbow smash, but Cami grabs her opponent’s arms as she’s facing away, before performing an inverted double underhook facebuster! And the cover!

Stephy Auger: We’ve never seen that before from Cami. Could this be it?

ONE!
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TWO!
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THR-NOO!

Cami looks to the referee, but he just assures her it was only a two count. Frustrated, Cami gets back to her feet, bringing Salem with her. Fatigue is beginning to set in with both competitors, but Cami Magna manages to perform a gourdbuster, dropping Salem across the top rope. The Witch is caught in a precarious position as Magna bounces off the ropes for momentum, coming back with a scissor kick to the back of the head! A quick standing moonsault and again Cami goes for the cover.

ONE!
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TWO!
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THRE-NOO!

Kris Cruise: I can’t believe she kicked out!

And this time, Cami can’t believe it was only a two count. She’s in the referee’s face, jabbing her finger at him and showing him how to count to three; the official is backed against the ropes, cowering almost as Magna shouts at him. The fans booing the Southern belle, until she turns around – New Hampshire Handshake! Out of nowhere Salem hits her with the high velocity elbow before dropping down on top of Magna.

Stephy Auger: This could be over right here!

ONE!
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TWO!
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THREE!!!

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, SALEM CARTIER!

Kris Cruise: A big debut victory for Salem Cartier tonight…

Stephy Auger: Did that seem like a quick count to you, Kris? I think the referee rushed the three count.

Salem stands up and gets her arm raised by the official, much to the enjoyment of the crowd. Magna begins to come to, and she rolls out of the ring, glaring at Salem as she leaves.

Stephy Auger: And you have to believe Cami Magna isn’t going to be happy about this one; she had the match almost in the bag before Salem Cartier pulled that New Hampshire Handshake out of nowhere.

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The camera cuts backstage to the reigning and defending FGA World Tag Team Champions, Dexter Jacobs and “Fireball” Whiskey Ayano...better known in these circles as Whiskey Dex. The foul mood between the champions is fairly clearly palpable. Dexter is pacing the floor, his championship belt slung over his shoulder, as Whiskey is seated on an equipment box in familiar fashion with her belt laid across her lap...Her lack of imbibing a very clear and telling detail in the seriousness of the matters at hand. Dexter paces for a few long moments, pausing to give his partner a look, shaking his head in annoyance and disgust before his eyes focus on the camera.

Dexter Jacobs: Pissed off.

Dexter sneers, as Whiskey shakes her head with a low sigh.

Dexter Jacobs: S’ only way ‘at accurately describes how we’re feelin’ right now, comin’ off the heels of Above ‘n Beyond IV. Pissed off, that after everythin’ we said...we didn’t walk out with the closure that we wanted. Pissed off, that when we left with them belts, RIGHTFULLY, no matter how much you hear the spin doctorin’....I had t’ listen back on the tape an’ hear Kris Cruise an’ Stephy Auger act like we stole somethin’. Like we didn’t deserve t’ leave with these championship belts, even after the tape tol’ the story. Then we gotta listen t’ Annie Zellor come on camera an’ try an’ pretend that what happened at the end of that match, that that...less ‘n satisfactory finish...Wasn’t anythin’ but karma, comin’ back t’ bite her in the ass. Like we ain’t have a DAMN thing t’ do with why the Sparklebuddies didn’t leave with these championships back ‘round their waists, where God ‘n everybody seems t’ believe they belong. An’ we ain’t even gonna get int’ the nonsense that’s been bein’ spouted off on Twitter since…

Dex shakes his head, and Whiskey rolls her eyes, almost in disbelief.

Dexter Jacobs: But as much as all that pisses us off. As much as this...wholesale disrespect, that folks keep denyin’ no matter how much evidence piles up...gets under our skin...What’s got us pissed off? Is that when it came down t’ it...We didn’t get the job done. Much as bein’ disrespected and discounted and treated like some kinda Goddamn lucky afterthought gets t’ me, what makes me mad as Hell...an’ Whiskey, too...is the fact that in the end of the night, nobody got they questions answered. NOBODY.

Whiskey Ayano: Whiskey and-u Dex-kun can spend hours on end pointing out-u the incompetence of the cameramen or the announcers in-u regards to Whiskey throwing her arm over Laurel, or how they keep-u passively mentioning we’re lucky… but-u Dex has the right idea, we’re gonna move on past-u that because sadly… the FGA as an entity wants to see us fail, so what we’re going to do is deprive them-u of what they want. We’re going to remain the champs despite how badly they want-u us gone, we’re going to be the name-u on everybody’s lips when they talk about-u the defining, dominant reign in FGA’s tag division, and we’re going to throw it-u right back into their faces, but the first step is to erase any doubt. To let-u the fans, the announcers and-u the people in head office know that Whiskey Dex isn’t just a flash in the pan-u, that we aren’t planning to leave and fade away just-u because us being here is inconvenient to your regular talent… better than your regular talent…

She takes a deep breath in.

Whiskey Ayano:... and that means Whiskey Dex versus Sparklebuddies part three… no additional teams, no bullshit-u… and leaving no illusions that Whiskey Dex win. That-u we hit the ring and drive Laurel and-u Annie-chan into the mat with such ferocity that-u not even Stephy and-u Kris could fuck up the call when-u we get the three count.

Dex nods his head, holding his championship up.

Dexter Jacobs: There it is. We’re layin’ down the challenge this time. Us, an’ Laurel & Annie...In a match where there ain’t gonna be any questions. Where there won’t be any chance for dispute. Where there can’t be a singular shadow of a damn doubt who the better team is. Us, against the Sparklebuddies, Final Frontier….For these here straps…

He slaps the faceplate of the championship belt a handful of times, just to emphasize his point.

Dexter Jacobs: Best two out of three falls.

Dexter pauses a moment to let the idea sink in, for both the challengers and the audience watching.

Dexter Jacobs: Only way t’ resolve this. Only way for us t’ prove beyond a shadow of a doubt ain’t ANY team better in the world. Only way for us t’ prove that we are not jus’ the best tag team in the world, but t’ force FGA an’ the world at large t’ give us the respect we deserve. No third party additions. No distractions. No endings for anybody t’ dispute. The best team rises t’ the top, with undisputable proof that they are the top tag team in the world today...An’ with these here championships t’ show for it. Plain an’ simple. No excuses. No more hemmin’ an’ hawin’. More playin’ t’ the party line. Come Final Frontier, we’re walkin’ out with PROOF we are the better team….An’ the Goddamn respect we deserve.

Dexter pauses, giving a glance to Whiskey.

Dexter Jacobs: Balls in your court, ladies. Step up, answer the challenge, bring the fight, come t’ Final Frontier ready t’ show the world that the narrative that’s been in place is true. That we ain’t deservin’ of these straps. That the status quo in FGA should always. be the Sparklebuddies at the top. Come for your ‘historic’ third reign with these...An’ well make sure ya’ll leave empty-handed.

Another pause as Dex claps Whiskey on the shoulder, nodding slightly.

Dexter Jacobs: We’ll be…eagerly...awaitin’ your response, ladies. We’ll see ya’ll soon.

The duo turns to walk off screen before Whiskey takes a second to goofily mug into the camera.

Whiskey Ayano: ROADHOUSE!

Dexter Jacobs: REALLY!? Y’needed t’do it after that!?

Dexter shakes his head in annoyance, as the camera cuts away.

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Chris Q vs. Tom Shelby

J.A. Aldridge: The following is a singles match scheduled for one fall!

The arena's lights fade to near darkness as "Vice Grip" hits the PA system, cueing the cheers of the FGA fans. A single spotlight blinks on, lighting up the entrance stage as Tom Shelby pushes himself through the curtain. Here he slowly paces around, taking in crowd reaction before taking center stage just in time for the sound bite cues both the lighting and Shelby himself to pick up. Shelby throws his head forward a bit scuffing his hair the lights suddenly begin flashing around the arena to the beat.

J.A. Aldridge: “Introducing first, fighting out of Sydney, Australia and weighing in at 220 pounds, ‘The Lone Wolf’ Tom Shelby!”

Tom begins pumping himself up, ready to make a beeline to the ring...only for Chris Q to drill him from behind with a steel chair! Tom falls to the ground and begins rolling halfway down the path to the ring. Q quickly walks over to him and waits for Shelby to get to all fours before he drives the chair into his back yet again, getting massive boos from the audience.

Kris Cruise: Well, we were supposed to have a standard singles match between Tom Shelby and Chris Q, but it looks like Q has other plans in mind!

Stephy Auger: And really, he’s picking up where he left off at Above & Beyond IV.

Q tosses the chair afterwards and grabs Shelby before getting him up to both feet. He then drags him over to ringside, where he proceeds to irish whip him, forcing him to hit the ring apron back first before he falls to a knee. Q then grabs him again and whips him into the steel steps, forcing Shelby’s back to hit those steps as well.

Kris Cruise: We need some security or something out here. Q is out of control right now!

Chris then rolls Tom into the ring before sliding in himself. He gets Tom Shelby to both feet again before hoisting him onto his shoulders, running a few steps forward...and planting him with the Compactor!

Stephy Auger: And the Compactor connects! Surely, Chris Q is done here...

Kris Cruise: You know very well he’s not done. You know what’s coming next.

Q quickly exits the ring and walks over to where J.A. Aldridge is standing and shoves him out of his chair before taking it and folding it up. He throws it into the ring before sliding back in himself. Q then drags Shelby towards a nearby corner and begins to place a steel chair around Shelby’s leg...before “Burn Brighter” by Landsdowne hits!

Stephy Auger: He’s here! Sean Sands is here!

Sean Sands runs through the curtains and straight towards the ring, his forehead now bandage-less. He quickly slides in just as Q slides out, getting another round of boos from the audience. Sean stares down Chris and motions for him to enter the ring, only for Q to shake his head and deny him of the opportunity to get his hands him. Sean, keeping one eye on Chris, walks over to Tom and removes the chair off of his leg...before tossing it in Q’s direction, though Q just moves out of the way to dodge it. Sands, looking enraged, calls for a mic and is immediately handed one before turning his attention back to Q.

Sean Sands: You go ahead and run, Chris. You keep running until you can’t run anymore. You keep running and making this more difficult on yourself. You keep on letting me stew in this anger that I feel towards you. Cause in the end? I’m going to get my hands on you, you stupid son of a bitch.

Sean then points right at Q.

Sean Sands: And I promise...I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!

Sean drops the mic as his theme hits once again and he and Q have a staredown while medics check on Tom Shelby.

Kris Cruise: Sean Sands is determined to get his hands on Chris Q!

Stephy Auger: You can tell that Chris Q really pissed off Sands with his actions two weeks ago! This could get ugly between these two men real fast.

[Deleted]

The feed pans around the crowd filling the Mid-Hudson Civic Center, capturing guests moving about, holding signs, and getting themselves situated. Suddenly, Brick + Mortar's cover of Jimi Hendrix's "Voodoo Child" hits the sound system, causing an immediate change in the atmosphere. A good amount of boos are heard as the men behind the music step forward. First to greet the crowd is Quinn Goodrich, dressed to impress as usual in a clean three piece suit. Flanked to his right is none other than the incomparable Johnny Cannon - who is dressed infinitely more dapper in a Grey suit from the Ralph Lauren Black label. The pair don't even waste time posing, as they head down to ringside with Quinn leading the way. 

"well i stand up next to a mountain
well i stand up next to a mountain
well i pick up all the pieces 
maybe even make 
maybe make a little sense"

Kris Cruise: Johnny Cannon was unsuccessful in his quest to become the number one contender for the Pride Championship at Above And Beyond IV. One can only wonder how he's coping with that setback. 

Stephy Auger: He'll be in action later tonight against Luke Jackson, but it seems like we'll find out where his head is before that. 

In the ring now, Quinn quickly grabs a microphone from the nearest stagehand. As the music fades, Goodrich waits for the crowd to supply him with their undivided attention before talking. 

Quinn Goodrich: Good evening, ladies and gentleman! For those of you who are new to the program, or haven't seen a wrestling event in Southern California the past three years, or are just too much out of the loop to be in the now - please allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Quinn Goodrich, and I am the personal, and professional advocate to this man. 

The camera pans over to capture the presence of The British Mamba, who merely stand silent with a scowl etched on his face. 

Quinn Goodrich: A man who would like to apologize.. apologize to every single one of you sitting in the cheap seats, or on your air mattresses in your rundown homes watching this telecast on your cheap idiot boxes. My client would like to apologize to you, because if you think he's going to let ONE moment define him, you've got another thing coming. 

He bombasts, while Cannon simply states forward, the scowl still on his face. 

Quinn Goodrich: That's because he's not like any of you. When you fall, you stay on the ground because you're all used to the bottom. You've grown accustomed to sleeping in basements, and cellars, so when adversity hits instead of rolling with the punches you crumble under the pressure. When you fail to reach your goals you throw in the towel because you're all losers. 

The crowd boos, taking obvious offense to the verbal slight. 

Quinn Goodrich: Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just telling it like it is. You were either born to be in the show, or you were born to watch the show. Only winners get paid in life, and unless you're getting a check for being here tonight, you know what type of person you are. Well, my client knows what type of man he is as well. 

The British Mamba steps forward now, grabbing the microphone as he looks out into the stands. 

Johnny Cannon: I'm Johnny Cannon and I'm a real man. 

The Englishman's phrase, which has now become synonymous with his him gains a good amount of heat which he brushes off his shoulder. 

Johnny Cannon: And I'm a man who's done playing around. For two weeks I've listened to people talk behind my back, talking about how I'm not as good as advertised, or about how I didn't live up to the hype at Above and Beyond IV. Worst of all, I've had to stomach people like you, all of you wankers stinking up the arena with your two dollar perfumes. I'm nauseous just looking at all the K-Mart dresses, and Old Navy Blazers in this arena. I thought New Yorkers were better than this. I can't wait until I get out of this bloody dump of a city. 

More boos now as Cannon starts pacing 

Johnny Cannon: But before I head for greener pastures, let me make something clear. Don't for a second think I've lost any momentum, that the Cannon Train is running out of commission, and that it's safe for you to get back into the water because it's not. Many of you believe that I won't be able to bounce back from a setback like the one two weeks ago, but you're wrong. Not only will I bounce back, but I'll be TWICE as good as I was before because that's what I do. When I make a mistake I correct it. When I come up short, I figure out what I'm going to do to come up LARGE. 

He paces even harder as Goodrich nods in the background. 

Johnny Cannon: And two weeks ago I let opportunity slip through my fingers. And for the last fortnight I've been punishing myself. I've been watching film, studying tendencies. I've been hitting the weights getting faster, getting stronger. I've been in the ring adding more wrinkles to my game, whilst I tighten up my old tricks. I've been shifting the gear and pushing myself past my limits because it should be ME. 

The Brit unravels his tie, and untiring his top collar. 

Johnny Cannon: It should be ME in the Main Event. It should be ME competing for the Pride Championship! It should be ME closing the show tonight! I deserve it. I deserve it because I've worked for it. I deserve it because I'm the best in the world at what I do, and what I do isn't pretty but I make it look like bloody art. I'm the Pablo Picasso of Professional Wrestling and at Above And Beyond Evangelista RUINED my masterpiece but I REFUSE to be DENIED! 

The Brit comes out of his suit jacket now, throwing the expensive garnet onto the canvas as he begins to get fired up with frustration, and anger.

Johnny Cannon: I REFUSE to be like all of YOU... a bunch of people who roll with the times and let life pass them by, thinking about what they could've did, or who they could've become, instead of having the BALLS to get up and go after what they truly desire. That's because I don't lack AMBITION. I don't lack HUNGER. And right now I'm STARVING and the only thing that can satisfy my hunger pains is the FGA Pride Championship! 

Johnny rolls up his sleeves now as he continues to address the crowd. 

Johnny Cannon: And I was soooo close. SO close to achieving my goal. That brass ring was MINE for the taking. To have come so close to reaching your destination only to fall short of the mark, such a plight would DESTROY a lesser man's spirit but it only STRENGTHS mine. Two weeks ago my fire was NOT extinguished it has only been REKINDLED and INTENSIFIED! 

Cannon unbuttons his Oxford shirt, his appearance totally unkempt and disheveled now, a sharp contrast to his usually polished and sophisticated look. 

Johnny Cannon: These flames have changed from RED, to BLACK, and they won't be put out! And I won't stop until I BURN the house down. I've come to send the Pride Division and your idea of WRESTLING up in SMOKE! And when I'm done I hope each and every one of you CHOKES and SUFFOCATES until you KICK THE BUCKET. But before I kick MINE, I'm going to see my journey through by KICKING Luke Jackson's ass TONIGHT! 

The British Mamba glares into the camera, as his eyes burn intensely. 

Johnny Cannon: Because tonight, tonight I'm going to show you how DANGEROUS a man with NOTHING to LOSE and EVERYTHING to GAIN is! 

Johnny tosses the mic abruptly, and exits the ring as "Voodoo Child" hits the P.A. system again. Upon retrieving his clients clothes, Goodrich follows him up the ramp as the audience is left to deliberate amongst themselves.

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Chris Bond vs. Kurosawa Chavez

REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH

Depeche Mode's "Personal Jesus" cues up and Kurosawa Chavez bursts from behind the entrance curtain, one hand holding a cowboy hat firmly atop his head as the other "conducts" the music. He swaggers his way down the ramp and stops dead in his tracks before jumping onto the apron. After intentionally nearly falling off, holding on with barely one hand, Kurosawa thrusts his pelvis into the air to the beat of the song and then slingshots himself into the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheudled for one fall! Introducing first, now residing out of Providence, Rhode Island! Weighing in at 185 pounds! He is “The Faith” KUROSAWA CHAVEZ!

With a spin, Chavez tosses his cowboy hat into his corner, backing up into it with his hips moving in an exaggerated manner.

"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.

J.A. Aldridge: His opponent, now residing out of Greensboro, North Carolina! Weighing in at 242 pounds, he is “The Battle Hardened Veteran” 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.

The match starts with Bond wanting to go or a lock up. But Chavez steps back, demanding that the ref pat him down first. Bond sighs. He’d never try to sneak something into his tights and is irate that Chavez would say such a thing. As the ref leans forward and pats Bond down, Chavez runs over and uses the ref’s back to connect with a step-up enzuigiri. Bond tries to return to his feet. But Chavez knocks him down with an Enzu Lariat from behind for two.

After being slammed face-first into the top turnbuckle, Bond is lit up by a series of chops. Chavez tries to send him for the ride. But Bond slams the brakes and reverse, sending Chavez hard into the opposite corner. As Chavez stumbles out, Bond sends him down with a back body drop, followed by a series of clotheslines. After Chavez is whipped into the ropes, Bond proves he still has ups as he connects with a beautiful dropkick for two. Bond then tries to pull him back to his feet. But Chavez shoves Bnd away from him before powdering to the outside.

But Bond isn’t about to let him catch a breather. Not on his watch. After Bond rolls to the outside, he gives chase to Chavez around the ring. Chaves tries to slide back in. But Bond reaches in and grabs him by the ankle. But once Chavez is pulls back out, he quickly pokes Bond in the eyes, drawing the ire of the crowd. He then bites Bond’s forehead before slamming him repeatedly face first onto the apron. From there, Chavez whips Bond into the guard rail. After sizing up Bond, Chavez runs across the floor and deliver double running knees to Bond, squashing him against the rail.

Chavez then rolls Bond back in for two. Tornado DDT gets two. Tiger Driver gets two. Bridging Saito Suplex gets two. After a series of machinegun punches in the corner, Chavez brings Bond from out of the corner and throws out a roundhouse kick. But Bond ducks and counters with a rear naked chokedrop. With both men down, the ref starts his count.

By the count of seven, both men are back to their feet and are trading blows. Bong gains the upperhand. But it doesn’t last long as Chavez once again pokes him in the eyes. Chavez hops onto his shoulders for the Time Traveler. But Bond hoists him off. After Chavez lands in front of him, Bond delivers a German Suplex for two.

Bond goes for an irish whip, but Chavez reverses. Chavez goes for a back body drop. But it gets countered with a cradle piledriver for two. Chavez gets tossed through the ropes, only to get brought back in with the Rejection DDT. Bond then pulls up Chavez and drops him with the End of Days for three.

Winner: Chris Bond

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When we come back from commercial, we see Johnny Karma is standing alone in the ring with a microphone in hand, wearing his street clothes due to his lack of a match on tonight's show, and he's waiting for a little silence before he speaks - which he gets

Johnny Karma: As you may have seen at the start of the show, we already had Chandler Scott waltz out here to tell himself how great he is while mentioning in passing that he retained the FWA Championship at Above & Beyond. I'm also going to guess that...that...

Karma pauses for a second, putting a finger to the side of his head as he tries to remember

Johnny Karma: No, sorry, their name's slipped my mind. Maybe you'll have better luck remembering than I do: runs his mouth a lot, brings shame and degradation to the Pride Championship, shouldn't be permitted to wrestle on our shows as New York State Athletics Commission guidelines clearly state that adolescents are not permitted to wrestle on shows, has to pay women to stand near him because all right-minded women find him disgusting…? Either way, we've probably heard a few words from him at some point in the evening...but I wasn't paying attention, because I have better things to do than listen to some momzer try to string a sentence together without sounding like some teenager playing Call of Duty. Seriously, does this description not ring any bells?

Stephy Auger: I think he means Sunshine Scandalous.

Kris Cruise: You don't say...

Johnny Karma: But back to something that's important and relevant: my title match - although apparently I wasn't even in it. You see, the morning after I checked my Twitter feed, and all I could see were people telling Chandler Scott "Great match last night" and congratulating him on retaining...but do you know what I didn't see? I didn't see a single person say "Hey, Johnny, great match last night", not one. Now, unless my parents have some explaining to do, I'm not a broom so it's not like Chandler was having to make the best of a bizarre situation, so why is it he gets all the credit and I get none of it? It wasn't The Chandler Scott Show in the ring, but because Chandler won apparently that doesn't matter. Heck, the only reason I'm here is because I live at the other end of the Taconic State Parkway, because it's not like I have a match tonight or anything.

For a second Karma lowers the mic as he thinks about what he's going to say next

Johnny Karma: You know what? It might not matter to some people who made up 50% of a title match, but it sure matters to me that I was the other 50% of the match, just as it matters that the main event of a show in my hometown won’t involve me, but also be the equivalent of western civilization ending as a slow motion train wreck that unfolds in front of our eyes which we are powerless to stop. The fact is that I wrestled the match of my life out there, and I thought my pride was at its lowest when I walked out of the ring without the title - and then found out it could drop that little bit lower when I find out that nobody cares. And that's the thing that gets me: ever since I first walked through the doors here I have stolen the show from under the noses of the so-called "stars" by having the best match time after time after time, I've done more to make a show worth watching by saying a few words on the microphone than a whole army of people who promised big things but delivered nothing, and I've got to where I am not with some gimmick or by buddying up to the right people or thinking that setting fire to the ring was the best way to make a first impression, but because being Johnny Karma is more than good enough to rise through the ranks and if people can’t see that for themselves then it’s not my problem, but theirs. And because it’s their problem, I’m going to say this: I didn’t have a match for this show, but I showed up because that’s the sort of guy I am – but the next show? I’ve got a whole bunch of stuff that I need to get straight in my head right now, so…sorry White Plains, but I’m taking my first show off in over a year.

Stephy Auger: It's true, Johnny Karma outwrestled Chandler Scott that night at Above & Beyond. He came within a whisker of becoming the FGA World Champion.

Kris Cruise: And you know that there were moments when Chandler was fearing for his title.

Stephy Auger: But this might be coming as too little, too late for Johnny Karma right now.

Karma holds up a hand to hold the crowd’s attention

Johnny Karma: I just hope for everyone’s sake that when I come back, there’s actually a Frontier Wrestling Arts to come back to, because the last I saw at Above & Beyond, it was looking like a triage unit backstage because some beardy weirdy took out Cordy Stevenson and Sean Sands during the night, some yutzi took out Shunkeeti and Izzy Anders, and that’s not what I signed up for. I signed up because I want to prove myself to be the best wrestler this company can offer, instead we’ve got a couple of people deciding they want to recreate The Warriors on our shows and they’re fighting amongst themselves to see who gets to be the Baseball Furies while everyone who happens to be standing within ten feet of them gets to be The Orphans – and what gets me is that it doesn’t seem to matter that they dumped various people with actual talent on the injured list, because they’re walking around like nothing happened. In short, rather than walk in the door and do my thing only to find myself getting ignored, instead I’m standing here telling you that I’m mad as heck and I’m not going to take it any more - and if taking a couple of shows off is what it takes for people to realise what they’re missing, that’s what I’m going to have to do.

Stephy Auger: Shows off?

Kris Cruise: Johnny Karma hasn't taken a break since he first joined FGA - but now he's taking a break?

Stephy Auger: That's what it sounds like.

Kris Cruise: I, for one, am going to miss him...

Having said his piece, Karma crouches down and places the microphone in the middle of the ring, before he steps through the ring ropes and walks up the ramp and heads out of the arena

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Johnny Cannon vs. Luke Jackson

Luke comes out with a huge smile on his face basking in the glory of wrestling. He has a black wife beater on and backwards Oakland As' cap on. He slaps the hands of fans on his way down to the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Oakland, California! Weighing in at 165 pounds! He is LUKE “THE KID” JACKSON!

Kris Cruise: Luke Jackson comes into this match still winless in his FGA career.

Stephy Auger: Luke has been fed a steady diet of stiff competition. He’s been in there with a lot of the top stars in FGA. So it’s not like he’s been thrown a bunch of “easy” matches. But still, there’s a point when your pride takes over and you can just tell that this winless streak is starting to get to The Kid.

A yellow spotlight suddenly shines down across the black curtain of the entrance way, whilst the house lights begin to dim down. Slowly, almost in unison with the change in lightning does "Voodoo Child" (Jimi Hendrix" Cover) by Brick + Mortar begins to play. A small ebb of yellow smoke ascends from the ventilators to grace the ramp. The Brit's silhouette emerges behind the curtain, only backed by another daintier image.

"well i stand up next to a mountain
well i stand up next to a mountain
well i pick up all the pieces
maybe even make
maybe make a little sense"

Finally, bursting through the curtain emerges "The British Mamba", Johnny Cannon. The Englishman stands before the live audience in all his strapping glory; as per usual, his cocksure, megalomaniacal grin is etched on his face as he pauses on the ramp, his head raised high and snobbishly to the sky above as he surveys the masses. Standing just behind him is none other than Quinn Goodrich, who edges on the crowd to incite their scorn. Wearing yellow and black MMA style trunks, with matching boots and a black knee brace (on his left knee), the Brit appears ready for action - not due to his attire, but due to the belligerent look in his eyes which is only revealed as he removes his Aviator Sunglasses. His eyes are those of a cold, and calculating individual. Johnny places his shades in his black track jacket with numerous insignias sewn on it, and begins his haughty strut to the ring.

J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Quinn Goodrich! From London, England! Weighing in at 245 pounds! He is “The British Mamba”, JOHNNY CANNON!

"well i stand up next to a mountain
and i chop it down with the edge of my hand
well i stand up next to a mountain
and i struck it down with the edge of my hand
cause I'm a voodoo child"

Cannon struts to the ring, marching with an undeniable swagger, whilst Quinn continues to taunt the audience, by swinging his arms up, and shouting whatever obscene remarks he can think of. Johnny ignores the audience on either side of him, showing complete indifference towards their opinions. He spurts forward toward the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope, before launching himself to his feet and suddenly spinning to the center of the ring in a very Shawn Michaels-esque fashion, before positioning himself carefully in the middle. He unzips his track jacket, lowering it down his hands and to the canvas below him like a male stripper, before throwing up the offensive, British, two finger salute, eliciting tremendous heat from the crowd.

"lord knows im a voodoo child
cause im a voodoo child"

From there, Johnny slowly backs into the ropes, hooking his arms back on them before bouncing several times, beginning his mental preparations and prerequisites as Quinn looks on from ringside; Cannon nods his head several times, as his eyes flicker with a hundred different ideas and strategies to carry out in the match.

Kris Cruise: You heard Cannon’s words not too long ago. You heard the passion with which he spoke. This is a man that isn’t holding his head down in shame. If anything, the loss to Evangelista makes him want that championship even more.

Stephy Auger: Cannon is determined more than ever to become the next Pride Champion. His road back to title contention starts tonight as he claims he’s going to kick Luke’s head off!

The bell sounds as Cannon marches across the ring. Luke goes for a collar & elbow. But Cannon ducks under, opting to go with a double leg pick up. After ramming Jackson into the corner, The British Mamba drives his knee into the gut of Jackson, drawing boos from the crowd. Canon reaches down, lifts up Jackson by his chin and rocks him with a hard forearm strike, sending Jackson stumbling from out of the corner. But Cannon isn’t about to let up. So he stalks Jackson across the ring until he hits a clubbing shot across the back, sending Jackson stumbling into a nearby corner. From there, Cannon turns Jackson around with authority and unleashes a series of knife edge chop. Cannon then takes Jackson and whips him into the opposite corner. After sizing him up, Cannon runs across the ring and goes for a corner high knee strike. But Jackson ducks and dumps Cannon over the top rope. But Cannon only lands on the apron. As Cannon pulls himself up using the ropes, Jackson heads into the corner and connects with a springboard rebound dropkick, knocking Cannon to the floor.

Kris Cruise: Cannon was looking to have his way with Luke in the corner. But a heads up counter by The Kid sends The British Mamba to the outside.

Cannon begins to shake out the cobwebs as he slowly sits up. As Cannon turns over and returns to a vertical base, Jackson runs into the ropes. When Jackson comes back, he launches himself through the ropes, knocking Cannon down with a suicide dive to cheers from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Luke connects with a suicide dive to the floor!

Stephy Auger: This is what Luke needs to do to be successful tonight! He can’t stand in front of Cannon because Cannon will kick his head off. He hasn’t match holds with Cannon because Cannon will tap him out. He can’t get in a fist fight with Cannon because Cannon will knock him out. Using his speed and his agility is The Kid’s best course of action.

Instead of rolling Cannon back into the ring and going for the cover, instead, Jackson opts to climb onto the apron. He constantly checks behind him to both gage the distance and see if Cannon’s back up. Once Cannon finally returns to his feet, Jackson knocks him back down with an Asai Moonsault.

Kris Cruise: And another one!

Stephy Auger: Luke connects with another high risk maneuver. This isn’t how Cannon thought this match was going to go. But The Kid is desperate to finally get that monkey off his back and get his first win!

The crowd is going wild as Jackson now picks up Cannon, rolls him back into the ring, then rolls himself back in for the cover.

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Cannon kicks out.

Jackson picks up Cannon, marches into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Cannon around, Jackson gives him a taste of his own medicine with a series of knife edge chops. He then takes Cannon and whips him into the opposite corner. After sizing up Cannon, Jackson runs across the ring. But he gets caught by a European Uppercut that staggers him. Cannon then reaches out, grabs Jackson and tosses him into the corner. From there, Cannon unloads with a series of rights and lefts to the body as the crowd boos. Each shot is accompanied by a sickening thud as Cannon’s strikes connect with Jackson’s torso. When Jackson tries to cover up, Cannon shifts his target by hammering away with a flurry of forearm strikes to the face. He then takes Jackson and whips him into the previous corner. Cannon then charges across the ring and nearly takes off Jackson’s head with a running European Uppercut. He then grabs Jackson by the head and throws him down out of the corner. After hoisting himself up onto the middle ropes, Cannon waits patiently for Jackson to get into position. Once The Kid finally gets back up and turns around, Cannon leaps off and connects with a diving European Uppercut. The crowd boos as he makes the cover.

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Jackson gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Cannon’s once again showing why he is not just one of the best grapplers in FGA, but why he’s arguably the most dangerous striker in the company as well.

Stephy Auger: His fists, his elbows, his knees, his feet, Cannon can knock an opponent out with each and every single one of those. The Kid’s got to do a better job of covering up for else he’s going to be in a world of hurt quick!

Cannon picks up Jackson, snapmares him over and delivers a stiff kick to the spine, causing Jackson to bello while arching his back in pain. While Jackson is still down, Cannon decides to take off into the ropes. When Cannon comes back, he goes for a running shoot kick. But Jackson catches his leg. After getting back to his feet, Jackson turns Cannon away from him, lifts him up from behind and delivers an atomic drop. He quickly follows up with a dropkick, sending Cannon through the ropes. As Cannon pulls himself up using the ropes, Jackson runs over and connects with a dropkick, knocking Cannon of the apron and back to the floor.

Kris Cruise: We saw what happened last time Cannon got knocked to the floor.

Stephy Auger: Can The Kid do it again?

While Cannon gets up on the outside, Jackson takes off into the far ropes. When he comes back, he motions for another suicide dive. But Cannon counters by jumping up and clobbering him with a European Uppercut in mid air to boos from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Good God, what a counter by Cannon!

Cannon quickly rolls back into the ring, drags Jackson away from the ropes and makes the cover with his forearm pressed down across Jackson’s chin.

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Jackson gets his shoulder up.

Cannon grabs Jackson by his hair, pulls him up onto his knees and proceeds to deliver a series of shoot kicks to the chest. He then sizes up Jackson before connecting with a reverse roundhouse kick. He makes the cover.

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Jackson gets his shoulder up to cheers from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Jackson got rocked by that reverse roundhouse! But he still had the wherewithal to get his shoulder up!

Stephy Auger: I know Luke wants this win bad. We all want to see him win. But he’s looking like he’s outmatched in that ring against Cannon. The more Luke gets back up, the harder Cannon is going to hit him.

Cannon slowly pulls Jackson back up to his feet. After pulling his arm back, Cannon throws out a burning lariat. But Jackson ducks and counters with a crucifix pin.

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Cannon gets his shoulder up.

After both grapplers scramble to get back to their feet, Jackson wraps up Cannon in a small package.

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Cannon kicks out.

Stephy Auger: Another nearfall for The Kid~

After both grapplers return to their feet, Jackson catches Cannon with several kicks to the body. He then takes Cannon and whips him into the corner. Jackson then charges into the corner and connects with The Oakland Drive-By. Jackson then brings Cannon from out of the corner before planting him with a DDT. Jackson gets up and points to the top rope. Once he sees the crowd going wild, Jackson marches into the corner and begins to climb the turnbuckles.

Kris Cruise: Could this be it!? Can The Kid get the upsetof the year right here!?

When Jackson makes it to the top, he flips off, connecting with the Crazy Moonsault. The crowd explodes into cheers as he hooks the leg.

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The crowd boos as Cannon gets his shoulder up.

Jackson picks up Cannon and whips him into the ropes. When Cannon comes back, Jackson goes for a back body drop. But Cannon slips down from behind. After wrapping his arms around Jackson, Cannon goes for a waistlock backward roll into a German Suplex. But on the German Suplex attempt, Jackson’s able to flip over Cannon and land on his feet. He then turns and runs into the ropes. When Jackson comes back, Cannon gets up and throws out a running European Uppercut. But Jackson ducks and runs into the far ropes. When Jackson comes back, Cannon turns him inside out with a lariat. The crowd boos at the sight of Jackson being face down on the mat. Cannon reaches down, pulls up Jackson and whips him into the ropes. When Jackson comes back, Cannon hoists him up in the air. On the way down, Cannon connects with Cardiac Arrest. While Jackson’s doubled over, Cannon sizes him up before blasting him with a Roundhouse Kick, knocking him down face first onto the canvas. The crowd boos as Cannon then pulls him over and makes the cover.

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TWO!
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THREE!

“Voodoo Child” blares throughout the arena as the crowd erupts into boos.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, JOHNNY CANNON!

After Goodrich gets in the ring, he goes over and raises Cannon’s arm as the crowd continues to boo The British Mamba.

Kris Cruise: Johnny Cannon got the victory like many thought he would. But Luke Jackson didn’t go down without a fight.

Stephy Auger: The Kid was able to make it interesting in there for a bit. I loved the heart and the determination I saw in there from Luke. But Cannon was just too good for him.

Kris Cruise: Cannon bounces back with a win. You know what his ultimate goal is. But will he achieve it? He’s gotten himself one step closer towards a Pride Championship Match. But there’s still a long road to go for him. We’ll find out how well he fares in due time...

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Jimmy Page vs. Annie Zellor

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Round Robin Challenge eliminator match. Introducing first, from Flint, Michigan, weighing in at 230lbs … He is the ‘King Of The F’in World’ JIMMY PAGE!

The eerie cue up of "They Are Lost" by Last Remaining Pinnacle plays for ten seconds...then dies down, along with the lights. Suddenly the sound of drums and a electronic melody plays. The lights flash in red to the melody of the song. The song, "Can You Feel My Heart" by Bring Me The Horizon plays as a silhouette appears from out of the red. In his signature controlled stagger, Page comes out, hands extended, head down. Slowly his raises his head, soaked in the red lights. Fans boo him as he makes his way to the ring. He whips his hair our of his eyes as he snatches away from of the extended hands, almost threatening to hit someone. Page stops from time to time, swearing at some of the fans who chant "FUCK YOU JIMMY!!" and "PAGE SUCKS!!!" getting in their face. As Page finishes his march of ridicule, he stops at the top of the ramp. His eyes dead, his expression stoic as he glares around the arena, the lights still radiating that deadly red. Page goes in front of the ring, slides onto the apron on one knee and quickly gets inside. He goes to his right and climbs the turnbuckle and stands on top of it, swearing at the fans, pointing at himself, talking to them, taunting them, mocking them. He stands there for a moment, then routinely spits his gum at the crowd. Page leaps down, slides down into the corner, and sits on the middle turnbuckle. He rests his left hand on his cheek nonchalantly, waiting for the match to begin.

Kris Cruise: There he is, the former World champion, and the man who beat Zero McHannon two weeks ago at Above & Beyond.

Stephy Auger: That was a hellacious contest, but you have to wonder if Page has fully recovered from that Chivalry is Dead match. He could still have some lingering injuries for all we know.

Kris Cruise: His opponent, on the other hand, ended Above & Beyond disappointed, as Whiskey Dex retained the tag titles.

Stephy Auger: She’ll be looking to bounce back, but Annie Zellor couldn’t have a tougher opponent.

J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, from Staten Island, New York, ANNIE ZELLOR!

An assortment of purple and blue strobe lights illuminate the entrance aisle, flashing in time with the music, as Annie Zellor bursts through the curtain. She poses momentarily, 'flexing' her biceps for the fans, before running down the aisle, her arms outstretched to slap hands with the willing fans on the way down. The youngster slides in under the bottom rope and runs to the furthest away turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope, whereupon she raises a fist in the air before jumping down off the turnbuckle.

Kris Cruise: Here we go, Stephy; the last time these two faced one another, we all saw Annie get put through a weapons covered table with a top rope powerbomb.

Stephy Auger: Fortunately we won’t have to see anything of the sort tonight. Instead it’s just one-on-one.

Kris Cruise: Here we go!

The bell sounds to start the match as Annie emerges from her corner, only to see Jimmy Page sitting nonchalantly on the middle turnbuckle still. The youngster stands in the middle of the ring, urging Page to emerge from the corner; the crowd are booing Jimmy Page, but he doesn’t care. After a few seconds, however, he emerges from the corner and stands in front of Annie, using one hand to push her away.

Kris Cruise: How disrespectful can he get?

Zellor returns and shoves Page with both hands, knocking the former World champion back a couple of steps. As he comes back, however, Page pushes Annie with both hands, sending her crashing down to her back, and rolling towards the corner. Zellor pops back up to her feet near the turnbuckles, and Jimmy is on her, firing away with forearm shots and knee lifts that back the youngster in the corner. The referee tries to intervene, getting in between the two of them and pushing Page back.

Stephy Auger: There’s the aggression we were expecting from Jimmy Page.

Jimmy pushes past the referee and goes to grab Annie from the corner, only to watch as Zellor ducks under the arm. She spins around and fires off some forearm shots to the face of her opponent; the crowd explodes in cheers as Annie lands five forearm smashes that have Jimmy Page reeling! Annie goes for the Irish whip, looking to send Jimmy from pillar to post – NO! It’s reversed, and Annie is slammed back against the turnbuckle, and Page immediately thrusts his shoulder up into the midsection. Repeatedly. Until all the air has left his opponent’s lungs.

Annie collapses to the mat, gasping for air as Page stands over her; the fans in attendance booing him heavily as he rolls her over using one boot, and places it across the throat.

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

And Page removes the boot, only to stomp away at the prone body of Annie Zellor a few more times. He drags her back up, only to deliver a scoop slam, throwing Annie down across the mat. She arches her back in pain, but Page just lifts her back up and delivers a vertical suplex! Zellor crashes down to the mat again as Page floats over, ignoring the pin attempt in order to deliver some mounted punches to the face. The referee intervenes again, pulling Page off his opponent, and the former World champion doesn’t like that one bit.

Stephy Auger: Jimmy Page is just looking to inflict as much punishment as he can on Annie Zellor tonight.

Kris Cruise: With the tension that’s built up between these two over recent months, I didn’t expect any less. But that doesn’t make it any easier to watch.

Page and the referee are arguing still as Annie crawls towards the ropes, using them to get back to her feet. Slowly, she turns around and charges at Jimmy Page with a running dropkick to the back! The official dives out of the way in time to watch Page tumble out through the middle rope, landing on the apron. He keeps hold of the ropes, using it to drag himself back up, and just in time to see Annie connect with the triangle dropkick!

But still Page keeps holding onto the top rope!

He’s swaying slightly, uneasy on his feet as Annie goes against the far ropes for momentum, coming back with a running big boot to the face of Jimmy Page as Annie yells “Rotten To The Core!”! It’s enough to knock him off the apron, sending him crashing into the guard rail on the outside! Page lands face first across the steel and slumps down, before he begins to laugh.

Kris Cruise: Annie getting back into this match … but is Jimmy Page laughing?

He stares up from his seated position against the guard rail, looking directly at Zellor in the ring; her breath is labored, still recovering from those shots to the midsection earlier, but she’s beckoning Jimmy Page to get back into the ring – but Page just stands up and challenges Annie to come out and fight him, before grabbing hold of her ankle! Page drags the youngster out under the bottom rope, sending her crashing to the thin padded mats with a thud, before stomping away at her again. The official has little choice but to restart the count-out after reaching six, as Jimmy helps Annie get back to her feet again. He lifts her up for a powerbomb – NO! Zellor starts fighting back, punching away at the left eye of Jimmy Page before reeling back and punching him-

Stephy Auger: POW! Right in the kisser!

It’s enough to allow Zellor the chance to reverse the powerbomb into a hurricanrana, and Page is hurled back first against the guard rail. The crowd cheer loudly as Annie moves towards the ring, rolling into the ring as Page begins to stir. Zellor stands up and pulls the #grrface, drawing another cheer from the crowd before she sets off against the far ropes, coming back with a suicide dive!

Kris Cruise: What a move!

Page is sent back against the guard rail again, but this time Annie rolls him back into the ring before following him in. She hooks the leg.

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Page kicks out.

Zellor looks disappointed, albeit only briefly, before she drags Page back to his feet as well. A toe kick doubles Page over as Annie goes against the ropes, looking for the swinging neckbreaker. But Page has the wherewithal to counter, spinning full circle before delivering a boot to the gut and a snap DDT to follow! Zellor’s head bounces off the mat as Page rolls her over, a forearm across the face as he goes for the cover.

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TWO!

Annie gets the shoulder up. But Jimmy just throws her back to the mat and covers again, pressing his forearm against her face even harder.

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NO!

Annie gets the shoulder up again, and this time Page sits her up, and deliver a soccer kick to the spine. Annie yells in pain, but she’s interrupted as her opponent drags her back to a vertical base and whips her full force towards the corner! Annie hits the turnbuckles with enough impact that she falls down to the mat, clutching at her back. And again, Jimmy Page laughs as he stalks towards the corner. He sits Annie up against the bottom turnbuckle and begins to choke her out. The crowd boo as the referee begins to count.

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

And Jimmy removes his boot. A few stomps land for good measure before Page sets off against the ropes, coming back with a running knee facewash! The crowd boo again as Zellor’s head rolls back and forth, and she collapses to the mat. Jimmy drags her away from the corner and makes the cover.

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THR-NOO!

Stephy Auger: So close.

Annie gets the shoulder up again. Frustrated, Jimmy Page drags his opponent back to her feet and places her in a standing headscissors. A few clubbing blows across the back for good measure, before Annie gets lifted up high into the air. Page runs across the ring and delivers a devastating turnbuckle powerbomb! Page makes no attempt to pin her however, instead dragging her away from the corner by her wrist before grabbing Annie by the hair, lifting her to her feet. He cackles maniacally in her face before delivering a forearm smash, then a chop to the chest, then another forearm smash and Zellor finds herself backed against the ropes. An Irish whip sends Annie across the ring, coming back into the waiting arms of Jimmy Page and a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Annie yells out in pain, clutching at her back again, as Page kneels over her, smirking sadistically.

Kris Cruise: Jimmy Page is just toying with her now.

Stephy Auger: And somehow I don’t think he wants this match to be over just yet.

Zellor crawls towards the ropes, Page mocking her as he follows close behind. She grabs hold of the middle rope, using it to pull herself up as Page begins to stomp at her. But Annie keeps going, battling back to her feet, only to get grabbed from behind. A saito suplex sends Zellor crashing down to the mat again, and this time Page goes for the cover.

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THREE-NOOO!

Page runs his hands through his hair in frustration as Zellor keeps her shoulder up, kicking out almost out of instinct. The crowd pops; Page glares out at them as start chanting for Annie Zellor again. The smirk fading from his face as he drags Annie back to her feet and whips her towards the corner. He charges in after her, going for the clothesline – but Annie gets her feet up! She drives them straight into Jimmy’s face, forcing him back a step. He charges in again, but Annie catches him with a drop toe hold, sending Jimmy throat first across the middle rope. The fans cheer again as they sense what’s coming. Weary, Annie runs against the far ropes for momentum, coming back with her Rough n Tumble – NO! Page catches her legs and drags her away from the ropes. With his back to the corner, Page slingshots Annie – but in a display of agility, Annie manages to land feet first on the top rope. Page gets back to his feet as Annie leaps through the air with a corkscrew moonsault to Jimmy Page – but her feet catch the referee straight in the face!

Kris Cruise: Annie with the cover, but the referee’s down!

Page powers out, shoving Annie away. Both competitors scramble back to their feet. Page gets up first and doubles the rising Annie over with a boot to the gut before delivering an exploder suplex! The referee is still down however, so Page leaves Annie down in the center of the ring as he makes his way towards the corner … and starts the removes the top turnbuckle pad. The fans begin to boo again, louder than before, as Jimmy turns his attention back towards Annie. He drags her to her feet and whips her towards the exposed turnbuckle – NO! Annie floats over the top as Page charges in, and he hits the turnbuckle chest first. Page staggers back, holding his sternum in agony as Annie dropkicks him in the back, sending Page head first into the exposed steel! He slumps down against the corner, and Annie executes a discus clothesline before hitting Page with a bulldog!

Stephy Auger: Annie’s Gots Skillz!

Page is dazed, but staggers back to his feet as Annie steadies herself, having caught her second wind. She leaps up and nails Page with the Sparkle Princess Special! But that only drops Jimmy Page to one knee. Annie gets back up, and nails her opponent with another Sparkle Princess Special! This time Page goes down as Annie crawls over and makes the cover.

Kris Cruise: But the referee is still down.

Stephy Auger: Wait a second…

A second official barrels down the aisle, sliding into the ring as he makes a cover.

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THREE!!!

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match and advancing to the round robin tournament, ANNIE ZELLOR!

Kris Cruise: She did it! Annie Zellor has beaten Jimmy Page again!

Stephy Auger: Give the assist to the exposed turnbuckle, but this is a huge victory for Annie Zellor!

The referee raises her arm into the air as the fans are giving Zellor a standing ovation. The original referee begins to stir however, and he sees Zellor with her arm raised in victory. The first referee signals for Aldridge to come closer before whispering something to him.

J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just been informed by the referee that Annie Zellor has been disqualified for striking an official …

Kris Cruise: What?

J.A. Aldridge: …therefore, the winner of this match by the result of a disqualification, and advancing through to the round robin, JIMMY PAGE!

The crowd begin to boo again, and Zellor looks to the referee in shock and disappointment. But he’s adamant that she struck him, and the disqualification stands. “They Are Lost” begins to play again as Page rolls out of the ring, cackling as he watches Annie and the referee arguing in the center of the ring.

Stephy Auger: This is a travesty…

Kris Cruise: Jimmy Page advancing to the round robin on a technicality, and Annie Zellor must be crushed right now.

Stephy Auger: I can’t imagine how she feels, Kris. Nor can I imagine how relieved Jimmy Page must be feeling right now.

Page keeps his eyes locked on Annie as she turns to glare up the aisle; there’s a moment of tension, until Page laughs out loud again, and passes through the curtain.

[Deleted]

The show cuts backstage to where Spencer Burke is standing by with ‘The Tenacious Little Bastard’ Dom Harter, who is dressed in usual leather jacket with the studded shoulders. His hair styled in a fauxhawk – not a fringe – and the familiar crooked grin is present, as ever.

Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with triple crown winner, Dom Harter. Dom, two weeks ago at Above & Beyond we all saw your match against Cyncity end in a draw-

Dom Harter: Disappointing, I know…

Spencer Burke: -but what caught more people’s attention was what happened after the match–

Dom Harter: And you want to know why?

Harter interrupts him, grabbing hold of the microphone.

Dom Harter: You see, while I was suspended I got to see Cyncity return to FGA, and I got to see her ape my appearance. Right down to the leather jacket and the blonde streak. And I got to hear her talk about me, and the Gold Rush Rumble. Saying how she wanted to remind everybody about me during my absence, but she kept going with one motif throughout…

Harter pauses, looking down at the floor as he shakes his head.

Dom Harter: …why can’t we be friends? With friends like you, Cyn, who needs enemies? But I thought, maybe, that challenging you to a match might still leave you with an idea that we can be friends. I thought, maybe, that not getting the chance to drive you head first into that canvas might still let you think I want you in my life. So I had to make a statement…

Spencer Burke: Do you not think trying to break her wrist was too far?

Dom Harter: No. It’ll cost her less than ninety days of her career.

Spencer Burke: So you’re still blaming Cyncity for your suspension?

Harter turns his head, so as to glare at Spencer with an incredulous look on his face.

Dom Harter: Because it’s still her fault I got suspended. But hurry back, Cyn; you can get the sympathy vote, have all your friends sign that cast on your wrist. Because sooner or later we’ll meet again, and when we do, I’ll finish the job I started at Above & Beyond.

Spencer Burke: One more thing from the pay-per-view: your music played towards the end of the match between Izzy Anders and Tony Carmine–

Dom Harter: –And I’m innocent of any wrong doing.

He says with a sly wink, before walking away.

Spencer Burke: Back to you at ringside.

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MAIN EVENT
PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
(c) Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine vs. Evangelista

The Veronicas' "Revolution" comes over the speakers. During the first vocal line Evangelista emerges through the curtain slowly, with a focused look on her face. She closes her eyes for a second, then begins the walk to the ring, absently tagging outstretched hands while trying to psyche herself up for the task ahead.

J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is your main event of the evening and it is for the FGA Pride Championship! Introducing first, the challenger! From St. Helens, England! She is “The Prodigal Daughter”, EVANGELISTA!

After rolling under the bottom rope she crosses over to a corner and climbs up, posing for just a second before moonsaulting back down to the ring. She takes her corner and crosses herself, then begins shaking her limbs out in readiness for the coming match.

Kris Cruise: Evangelista looks determined out there tonight. This is a match that her fans have been waiting nearly a year for. We all saw last year at Final Frontier when, let’s be honest, Evangelista was cheated out of the Pride Championship by Tony Carmine! Now, Carmine, finds himself yet again in The Prodigal Daughter’s line of sight.

Stephy Auger: For all of Tony’s accomplishments, I think it’s safe to say that Evangelista is still the better pure grappler. So a match like this should be in her favor. But we’ve seen Carmine be underhanded in matches like these people. We’ve seen him blatantly cheat in these Pride Title bouts. I wouldn’t put it past him to pull a fast one again. Evangelista, watch out!

As RetcH's "Graceful Jewelry Removal" hits, the lights dim and eventually the crowd will begin to jeer. Pink and purple strobe lights starts to flare. Once the bass drops, Scandalous Tony emerges from the curtains with his arms spread out, accompanied by 3 full-figured women following behind him(never the same group of women). He pops the collar on his furry vest before turning his back the ring and utters something to the women behind him. Suddenly he swings back around and slowly struts down the ramp, repeating the lyrics. He takes his purple pick out and starts picking his hair out.

"n****s pussy I should sprinkle them with glitter, for real my n****."

After putting the pick away, he then pulls out a nail filer and starts filing his nails, all the while taking his sweet time to get to the ring as he instructs the females to have the ropes held for him by the time he gets to ringside. With the ladies seated on the middle rope, Tony ignores them and walks up the steps and into the ring on his own. Tony laughs as he stands on the middle rope and looks out to the fans while slowly and seductively taking his furry vest off and throwing it to the group of females as they step off the apron. He backflips into the ring as his music slowly fades.

J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, now residing out of Boca Raton, Florida! Weighing in at 179 pounds! He is the reigning… defending… FGA Pride Champion! He is SUNSHINE SCANDALOUS TONY CARMINE!

Kris Cruise: Tony Carmine doesn’t lack confidence. So it’s no surprise that he feels that this match is a forgone conclusion.

Stephy Auger: Tony is looking to become the first double champion in company history. He’ll have that chance at the Four Year Anniversary Show when he faces his Fratdaddy ally, Chandler Scott. But that’s still over a month away. He’s got a very, very capable challenger standing across that ring from him. This match is going to be far from easy.

The bell sounds as Tony cheap shots Evangelista with a right hand, knocking her down to the canvas.

Kris Cruise: Tony with the cheap shot right off the bat!

Stephy Auger: Closed fists are illegal in Pride Rules matches. So what does he do? He socks her right off the bat! That’s one rope break he’s going to get docked for.

The crowd boos as Tony proceeds to put the boots to her. He continues stomping away at her chest until he drops down to his knees. From there, he grabs two handfuls of her hair and repeatedly rams the back of her head against the canvas. Without letting go, Tony gets up to his feet. He then pulls up Evangelista to her feet. After a few knee strikes to the midsection, Tony finally lets go of Evangelista after he launches her across the ring. Evangelista slowly turns over. After she slowly returns to a vertical base, Tony runs over and connects with a front dropkick, knocking Evangelista into the corner. As Evangelista slumps down in the corner, Tony runs over and connects with a series of running knees to the face. He then drags her from out of the corner before making the cover.

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Evangelista kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Tony’s coming out aggressive in this one.

Stephy Auger: It almost feels like he’s got a point to prove.

Tony picks up Evangelista, runs and tosses her through the ropes and to the floor. While Evangelista lays sprawled out on the floor, the ref initiates the count.

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As Evangelista pulls herself up onto the apron, Tony heads over and greets her with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. He then follows up with a vertical suplex back into the ring. He then turns over for the lateral press on Evangelista.

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Evangelista gets her shoulder up.

Tony picks up Evangelista, runs and tosses her over the top rope and to the floor. After Evangelista bounces off the floor and rolls over onto her stomach, the ref starts the count.

Kris Cruise: Evangelista with another hard fall on the floor!

Stephy Auger: Evangelista is so resilient. But those hard falls are going to make it harder to move and harder to breath. Tony’s not just tossing her to the outside to get a count out fall. There’s actually a method to what he’s doing.

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Evangelista pulls herself up using the edge of the apron. As she reaches up and pulls herself up onto the apron using the ropes, Tony heads over to attack. But this time, Evangelista counters his shoulder thrust through the ropes with a knee to the head. She then grabs Tony and goes for a vertical suplex to the floor. But Tony flutter kicks his legs, forcing Evangelista to bring him back down. He then grabs a hold of her and tries for another vertical suplex back into the ring. But Evangelista blocks the move. She then grabs Tony and goes for a vertical suplex. But on the way up, Tony knees her in the head, forcing Evangelista to drop him. Tony then nails her with a shoulder thrust through the ropes… then another. He then grabs Evangelista and goes for a vertical suplex back into the ring. But Evangelista slips down from behind. She goes to counter with a German Suplex. But Tony’s quick to elbow her in the face, breaking the hold. When Evangelista turns back around to face Tony, Tony goes to toss her through the ropes and to the floor. But after going through the ropes, Evangelista hangs onto the middle rope, thus keeping her on the apron. Tony then throws out a wild strike. But Evangelista ducks and counters with a shoulder thrust of her own, doubling him over. From there, Evangelista goes for a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Evangelista is trying to pull him down. Meanwhile, Tony is wide-eyed as he tries to swing his arms wildly. Once he regains his balance, he reaches down, grabs Evangelista by the throat with both hands and yanks her back up to her feet. He goes to choke her, but Evangelista swats his hands from off of her. After a series of alternating shoot kicks to the legs, Evangelista takes off into the ropes. When she comes back, she delivers a flying headscissors takeover, sending Tony rolling out of the ring and to the floor.

Kris Cruise: What a back and forth sequence that was.

Stephy Auger: Neither grappler could gain the upperhand. But it was Evangelista who eventually got the better of Tony... and now it looks like she’s setting up for something to the outside!

As Tony gets up on the outside, Evangelista touches her back before taking off into the far ropes. When she comes back, she goes for a baseball slide. But Tony side steps. After Evangelista slides to the outside and lands on her feat, Tony quickly rams her back-first into the guard rail. Evangelista howls while arching her back in pain. Tony then scoops up Evangelista and throws her down with a hard slam on the floor. From there, he puts the boots to Evangelista, stomping away at her as the crowd continues to boo. He then reaches down, hoists up Evangelista with a double leg pick up and then rams her back-first into the ring post. He then carelessly tosses Evangelista down. The #1 Contender can be seen seething in pain as Tony rolls back into the ring. He then rolls back out, restarting the count.

Kris Cruise: What is he doing now?

Stephy Auger: I don’t think he’s done, Kris. The man doesn’t want to prove he’s the better grappler. He wants to cripple her!

Tony goes over, reaches down and peels back the padding, exposing the concrete floor to boos from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Oh no. Not this, Tony. Don’t go that route in this match, Tony!

Tony heads over, picks up Evangelista and goes for a snap suplex onto the exposed floor. But Evangelista blocks the move. So Tony tightens his grip and tries for another snap suplex on the floor. But again, Evangelista blocks the move. After a few punches to the midsection, Evangelista takes Tony and goes for a vertical suplex of her own. But Tony slips down from behind. He quickly grabs Evangelista from behind and delivers a belly to back suplex onto the exposed concrete floor. The crowd boos as Evangelista grins in pain.

Kris Cruise: Did you see how hard he dropped her on that floor?

Stephy Auger: Of course. He did it on purpose.

The Pride Champion picks up Evangelista and rolls her back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, he makes the cover.

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Evangelista reaches over and grabs the bottom rope, stopping the pin and using her first of three rope breaks.

Tony picks up Evangelista, moves her into the corner and delivers a series of shoulder thrusts. He then takes Evangelista and whips her into the opposite corner. Tony charges across the ring, but Evangelista nails him with an elbow to the face. After stumbling back, Tony runs into the corner. This time, Evangelista nails him with a boot to the face. After stumbling back, Tony runs back into the corner. But this time, Evangelista catches him with a European Uppercut. She then grabs Tony, brings him from out of the corner and plants him with a DDT. She makes the cover.

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Tony kicks out.

Kris Cruise: Evangelista with her first nearfall attempt. She can start building some momentum now. But how long will she able to keep it up for? Tony did work over her back something serious.

Evangelista picks up Tony and goes for an irish whip. But Tony reverses, sending Evangelista into the corner. Tony runs over to attack. But a boot to the face turns him around. As he staggers from out of the corner, Evangelista comes up from behind and hops onto his shoulders. She motions for a victory roll. But Tony counters by delivers an electric chair drop. The crowd boos as Evangelista immediately arches her back in pain. After turning over onto her back, Tony runs into the corner, springboards onto the top turnbuckle and flips off, connecting with a Phoenix Splash across the back. The crowd boos as he pulls Evangelista over and makes the cover.

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CARMINE - 1
EVANGELISTA - 0

Kris Cruise: And just like that, Tony is up 1-0.

Stephy Auger: All the pressure is on Evangelista’s shoulders now. She’s got to win these next two falls or else Tony is walking out of here with the Pride Championship.

The bell sounds, signalling the end of the 30 second rest period. As Evangelista slowly gets back to her feet, Tony runs over and connects with a dropkick, sending her stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. Tony then gets up and crouches down, waiting for Evangelista to get into position before he makes his next move. Once Evangelista begins to stir on the outside, Tony decides to turn and takes off into the far ropes. When Tony comes back, he hurls himself through the ropes, going for a rolling suicide dive. But Evangelista dives out of the way, causing Tony to crash on the floor. The crowd cheers as Tony can be seen writhing in pain.

Kris Cruise: Nobody was home on that one!

Evangelista pulls herself up using the edge of the apron and then rolls herself back into the ring. Meanwhile, Tony is still sprawled out on the floor. With Evangelista now back in the ring, the ref starts his count.

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As Tony slowly returns to a vertical base, Evangelista takes off into the ropes. When she comes back, she launches herself over the top rope, knocking Tony down with a tope con hilo to cheers and applause from the crowd.

Kris Cruise: Evangelista connects with the high risk move to the outside!

Stephy Auger: But I think that move may have hurt her just as much as it did Tony!

Evangelista can be seen holding her back. But she doesn’t let it stop her. After returning to her feet, Evangelista picks up Tony and rolls him back into the ring. After rolling herself back in, she makes the cover.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

Evangelista picks up Tony and goes for an irish whip. But Tony reverses, sending Evangelista into the ropes. When she comes back, Tony bends over to set up a back body drop. But Evangelista counters with a hangman’s neckbreaker. She makes the cover.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

Evangelista picks up Tony and whips him into the corner. Evangelista runs over into the corner. But Tony hoists himself up onto the middle ropes and nails her with a kick to the face. As Evangelista stumbles back, Tony dives off the ropes. But Evangelista nails him with a palm strike to the solar plexus on the way down. While Tony’s doubled over, Evangelista delivers a bridging fisherman suplex.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: Yet another nearfall for the challenger. But Tony’s still able to get that shoulder up.

Stephy Auger: You may hate Tony Carmine. And boy, does he give you about three dozen reasons to hate him. But one thing you can’t deny is the man’s toughness.

Evangelista picks up Tony and whips him into the ropes. When Tony comes back, she bends over to set up a back body drop. But Tony stops and counters with a jumping clubbing strike to the back. Evangelista slowly falls down to one knee as she arches her back in pain. Noticing that she’s in perfect position for #PimpShit, Tony turns and takes off into the ropes. But when Tony comes back, Evangelista gets up and brings him down with a Pinay Legsweep.

Kris Cruise: The crowd’s come alive after that beautiful counter from Evangelista!

After both grapplers slowly return to a vertical base, Evangelista is the first to strike, knocking Tony down to one knee with a jumping enzuigiri. She then stands behind Tony, pulls him up to his feet and delivers a bridging German Suplex.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

But Evangelista doesn’t let go. She slowly pulls up Tony from behind before delivering another bridging German Suplex.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

But again, Evangelista doesn’t let go! She then slowly pulls Tony back up to his feet. But instead of going for a third German, Evangelista turns him around, lifts him up and delivers the Headbreaker. After holding her back, Evangelista comes down across Tony with the lateral press for the cover…

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CARMINE - 1
EVANGELISTA - 1

Kris Cruise: There it is! Evangelista’s tied it up! It’s now anyone’s ball game!

Stephy Auger: Tony was up 1-0. But he let Evangelista back into this one. Now, all of the momentum has swung in her favor while all the pressure is back on The Scandalous One

The bell sounds to signify the end of the rest period. As Tony pulls himself up in the corner, Evangelista runs across the ring, hops onto Tony and monkey flips him from out of the corner. While Tony’s down, Evangelista marches across the ring before climbing the turnbuckles. Once she reaches the top, she flips off and connects with a moonsault to cheers from the crowd…

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

Evangelista picks up Tony and whips him into the ropes. When Tony comes back, Evangelista knocks him down with a running knee. She then drops down to make the cover.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

Evangelista picks up Tony and goes for an irish whip. But Tony reverses, sending Evangelista into the ropes. When she comes back, Tony bends over to set up a back body drop. But Evangelista stops, kicks him square in the face and then follows up with a bridging northern lights suplex.

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Tony gets his shoulder up.

Evangelista holds her back before bringing Tony back to his feet. She connects with a forearm strike, sending Tony stumbling into the ropes. She then walks over to grab him. But Tony reaches out and rakes her across the eyes.

Kris Cruise: See? There he goes again. When the going gets tough, he resorts to garbage like that.

Stephy Auger: Yeah, but that’s now the second rope break he’s been docked.

Kris Cruise: It doesn’t matter. Even if he gets himself disqualified, he still keeps his championship on a technicality.

He then takes Evangelista, places her in a side headlock and rakes her eyes along the top rope. The crowd boos as Evangelista stumbles into an adjacent corner. From there, Tony mudhole stomps Evangelista down in the corner. After this, he reaches down with his foot and chokes Evangelista while pulling down on the top rope. The crowd boos as Evangelista can be seen kicking her legs. The ref then gives Tony until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Tony lets go… and follows up with a stomp to the face. He then reaches down, slowly pulls up Evangelista and whips her hard into the opposite corner. As Evangelista stumbles from out of the corner, Tony kicks her in the midsection and follows up with a snap suplex. He turns over and makes the cover.

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Evangelista gets her shoulder up.

Tony picks up Evangelista, whips her across the ring and follows her into the ropes. As Evangelista comes back, Tony connects with a running back elbow, knocking her through the ropes and onto the apron. After Evangelista pulls herself up using the ropes, Tony grabs her, runs and slams her face first into the ring post. The crowd boos as Evangelista spins off the apron and falls to the floor. While she remains face down on the outside, the ref starts his count.

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Tony begins to take several steps back as Evangelista gets up on one knee.

Kris Cruise: What in the world does he have planned? He’s almost on the opposite side of the ring.

Stephy Auger: I don’t know. But it can’t be good...





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After Evangelista returns to her feet on the outside, Tony charges across the ring and executes a somersault plancha over the ring post, knocking Evangelista down on the outside.

Kris Cruise: Tony just took out Evangelista with that flipping dive to the outside!

Stephy Auger: I hate to give him credit. But that was a beautiful display of athleticism by the Pride Champion, especially in this late stage of a match.

Tony picks up Evangelista and rolls her back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, he drags Evangelista into position. From there, Tony marches into the corner and scales the turnbuckles. When he reaches the top, he flips off, connecting with a Phoenix Splash. Tony hooks the leg…

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The crowd cheers as Evangelista gets her shoulder up.

Tony pulls up Evangelista and nails her with a forearm strike. But Evangelista comes back with a forearm of her own. Tony then delivers another forearm strike. But Evangelista comes back with another forearm of her own. Tony connects with a forearm strike, then follows up with a discus back elbow. After a kick to the midsection, Tony lifts Evangelista up onto his back and goes for It’s Always Sunny in Sicily. But Evangelista catches his knee and counters with a dragonscrew leg whip.

Tony tries to get up, but Evangelista runs over and connects with a shoot kick to the chest. Tony turns over and gets up on one knee, but Evangelista knocks him down with another shoot kick to the chest. Tony slowly turns over and then gets up on one knee. But Evangelista runs back over and knocks him down with a running shoot kick to the face. She then reaches down, snapmares Tony over and takes off into the ropes. When she comes back, she connects with Stevie G. Evangelista makes the cover.

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The crowd boos as Tony gets his shoulder up.

Kris Cruise: What a series of nearfalls those were.

Stephy Auger: Both of these grapplers were so close to walking out of here as the Pride Champion.

Evangelista steps through the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckles. Back in the ring, Tony slowly turns over onto his knees, then gets up to his feet. When Tony turns around, Evangelista goes for a diving crossbody. But Tony counters with a dropkick to the midsection in mid air, knocking her down to boos from the crowd. Tony picks up Evangelista, delivers a kick to the gut and follows up with a pendulum backbreaker. He makes the cover.

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Evangelista gets her shoulder up.

Tony picks up Evangelista and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, Tony turns her inside out with a clothesline. He then makes the cover.

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Evangelista gets her shoulder up.

Tony picks up Evangelista, marches into the corner and slams her face first into the top turnbuckle. After turning her around, Tony climbs onto the middle ropes. He points out several hecklers in the crowd. But his lack of concentration proves costly as Evangelista grabs him, runs from out of the corner and delivers an inverted atomic drop. The crowd cheers as she knocks him down with a Battlegrounds Uppercut. Evangelista then picks up Tony and lifts him up for a Headbreaker. But Tony elbows her in the side of the head on the way up. When Evangelista turns back around, Tony delivers a spinning back kick to the gut , dropping Evangelista down to one knee. After a kick to the back of the head knocks her down on all fours, Tony takes her by the arm and wraps her up in a magistral cradle.

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“Graceful Jewelry Removal” blares throughout the arena as the crowd erupts into boos.

J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner and STILL the FGA Pride Champion, TONY CARMINE!

Tony quickly rolls to the outside, where he snatches his Pride Championship back before holding it in the air for Evangelista to see. Evangelista turns over and slaps the canvas after realizing she was once again screwed over by Tony Carmine.

Kris Cruise: Sunshine Tony retains his Pride Championship. But not without controversy.

Stephy Auger: Once again, he’s stolen a victory away from Evangelista! I’d say I’m surprised. But unfortunately, I’m not. Evangelista was robbed out of the Pride Championship yet again!

Kris Cruise: is this what’s in store for the Four Year Anniversary Show? Is this the level that Tony will stoop to to win the World Championship? We’ll find out in a little over a month from now. For Stephy Auger, this is Kris Cruise signing off. We’ll see you in two weeks on the next episode of Vertigo!