Monroe DVD Taping (6.30.12)

[FGA Office]

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[FGA Office]

Monroe DVD Taping
From the Monroe Sports Club
Monroe, NJ

The classic beginning notes of "Ride of the Valkyries" plays over the PA as the fans in attendance know who is about to grace them with their presence. Out through the curtain steps Chandler Scott, wearing his Harvard letterman jacket. Walking down the ring with him is Madison Scott, who walks arm and arm with him. The two lovebirds ignore the boos, jeers and catcalls of the crowd, shooing them away like the trash that they are. After Chandler hops onto the apron, he helps Madison up onto the apron. Chandler then sits down on the bottom rope while holding the top rope up for Madison. After Madison makes her way into the ring, Chandler steps into the ring. He slowly turns around in a circular motion with his arms outstretched, basking in his glory while the crowd continues to boo. Madison walks over to him and hands him a mic.

Chandler: "Now I know that with Collision coming up, it's going to be Peach State Wrestling versus Frontier Grappling Arts. I know it's supposed to be us versus them. But I've got to admit.... Kit Kelsey. Screw co-workers. Screw alliances. Kit, I want you to beat the HELL out of Blaine Harrison at Collision!"

(The crowd boos as Madison nods her head in agreement with Chandler's statement.)

Chandler: "That's right, Kit. I want you to beat him like the dog that he is. I want to see you drag his carcass all around the ring. Kit, I want you to leave no doubt about you being far, far superior to Blaine in every way possible. Of course, that should be relatively easy, seeing as how once I get done with Blaine tonight, there will be barely anything left."

(Chandler snickers as the crowd boos. "Harvard Sucks" chants can be heard sprinkled throughout the crowd.)

Chandler: "Blaine, when I caught your video the other day, I didn't see a champion. I didn't even see a man. I saw a whiny little child throwing a temper tantrum over getting called out. Well Blaine, the facts are the facts. I happen to call them like I see them. And you're exactly what I said you were. And that was a gutless, heartless coward! You still could have put that belt on the line. But you didn't. Instead of being the fighting champion that you claim to be, you passed the buck and continued to hide behind a bunch of suits and officials. I don't know if you're the Tinman, the Cowardly Lion or even the Scarecrow. All I do know is that when it comes to you, me and that title, you simply don't have it between the legs to put the belt on the line against me. I know it. The trailer trash that call themselves fans here know it. And deep down, you know it, too."

(Madison applauds as the crowd is really booing Chandler now. But he continues to pay them no mind.)

Chandler: "So let me tell you what's going to happen, Blaine. I'm going to beat you here tonight. And after I’m done softening you up, Kit Kelsey is going to take you out for good at Collision. And once he's done putting you on the shelf, the FGA brass will have no choice but to award that championship to me. This place has been in dire need of a true champion. The first FGA Champion was a man who couldn't get the job done without his manager holding his hand for him. And the current Heavyweight Champion is too busy hiding behind FGA officials to put his belt on the line against a true challenger. But once I become champion, this place will finally have a real man as the champion. This place will finally have a man that's respected for his courage, his ability and most important, his intellect. Very soon, this plan will soon call a HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARVARD man their FGA Champion. Anything less would be..... uncivilized!"

Chandler drops the mic as "Ride of the Valkyries" starts up again. Madison grabs him by the wrist and raises his arm in the air to boos from the crowd.

[FGA Office]

Kevin Clement: Hello Frontier Fans and thank you for ordering this DVD or internet stream. We are coming to you from the Monroe Sports Center in Monroe, New Jersey. As always, I am joined by my colleague, Evan Grayson. Tonight, we have three matches for you. This card is topped off with Blaine Harrison and Chandler Scott in the main event.

Evan Grayson: Yes, you've just heard the words from Chandler Scott. He is as confident as ever that he can beat Blaine Harrison tonight. Whether he does or not, that remains to be seen.

Clement: Chandler is one hell of an athlete. But Blaine Harrison is the FGA Heavyweight Champion for a reason. And even though his belt isn't on the line, you know that Blaine will give it his all. Especially with the history between these two.

We are just two weeks away from Collision, the special joint-held event taking place down in Mrytle Beach, South Carolina. Stars from Peach State Wrestling will go head to head with Frontier's finest grapplers on this special occasion. And as a matter of fact, we have Jaxson Hunter in the crowd tonight! Jaxon is the current blogger, webmaster and social media guru for Peach State Wrestling. And I will be having the honor of calling all the action with him in two weeks at Collision.

Grayson: This is the guy you're replacing me with? Oh please! What does this guy even know about commentating?

Clement: Jaxson is a very enthusiastic, passionate and intelligent young man who I think will do a fine job commentating, thank you very much. But Jaxson Hunter isn't the only member of Peach State Wrestling in attendance tonight. It has been strongly rumored since last week that August Joyce would be in attendance here tonight. Well I can now confirm that "The People's Choice" IS here and we WILL hear from him at some point. And it will undoubtledly have to be about Sean Fallon.

Grayson: If I were August Joyce, I'd choose my words wisely when it comes to Sean Fallon. As a matter of fact, if I were August Joyce, I'd just forfeit the match at Collision right now. I'd throw in the towel if it meant I could have full use of my arms for the rest of my life.

Clement: I doubt August Joyce would ever do such a thing. Also here tonight, current #1 contender Micky O'Reailly squares off against Jared James.

Grayson: Speaking of having full use of your arms, I hear that Micky O'Reilly is still pretty banged up from the beating that Sean Fallon gave him two weeks ago. If Jared were smart, and that's pretty questionable, he'd go right after the arm. But knowing Jared, he'll try to run right through Micky, depsite the fact that Micky has a good 40 plus pounds on him.

Clement: I'm sure that whatever strategy Jared uses, he'll have the utmost confidence in himself. He's learned the errors of his ways. He's trying to right his past wrongs. He wants to become the next FGA Heavyweight Champion. His road started two weeks ago when he defeated Preston Blake. Jared could really get a boost by beating Micky here tonight.

We've got all this and much. Up next, it's our opening contest as newcomer Damien J. Spears takes on Sean Fallon.....

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[FGA Office]

(( We head backstage where Justice Young is stood with a figure familiar to very few FGA fans, but very familiar to those who follow Peach State Wrestling. ))

JY: Ladies and gentlemen, Justice Young here with Peach State star; “The People’s Choice” August Joyce. August, welcome to Frontier Grappling Arts.

AJ: Thank you, Justice; it’s good to be here. I’ve heard good things about this place and I’m looking forward to watching the show here tonight in Monroe!

August flashes a cheesy grin at the camera.

JY: I know you’re familiar with some of the talent here; what do you think of the wrestlers that you've seen thus far?

AJ: *Nodding* There’s some great talent here in Frontier, that’s for sure. I’m very familiar with the likes of Blaine Harrison and Jared James. The others I’m learning more about every day, its part of the reason I’m here tonight.

JY: Any particular matches catch your eye tonight?

AJ: Harrison vs. Scott is going to be a great main event; but it’s Fallon against Damien J. Spears I’m most interested in.

JY: Do you have any initial thoughts on Sean Fallon, your opponent for Collision?

AJ: Plenty of thoughts, Justice. I caught your last DVD, Fallon’s match was brutal. He finally lost his unblemished record here in Frontier and he’ll be out to make up for that tonight, I’m sure. Plus when he gets into that ring with me he’ll be out to prove he’s the best that FGA have.

He flashes another cheeky smile before adding…

AJ: Even though we all know that’s not true.

JY: And how do you see that match going?

AJ: Fallon will be out to destroy me but he’s going to get a rude awakening. I’m bigger, I’m stronger and I’m at my best when someone comes at me, which is exactly what Sean will do. He’s going to realise why I’m known as the People’s Choice; I’ll walk into HIS stomping ground and get the fans chanting in MY name. I’ll give him the ass kicking he deserves and put him in his damn place.

August begins to walk off screen.

JY: Well, thank you August Joyce.

But Joyce suddenly reappears and takes the microphone from Justice Young.

AJ: And another thing; the great fans of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina are in for one hell of a show when Peach State and Frontier “Collide” and if there’s anyone out there, watching this, who hasn’t got their tickets yet… what the shit are you waiting for?!

(( Joyce walks off again leaving Young looking on, confused. He looks at the camera and shrugs as we head back to ringside. ))

[FGA Office]

Sean Fallon vs. Damien J. Spears

Sean Fallon	Wrestler	Damien J. Spears
Middleweight	Weight Class	Light Heavyweight
5'9"	Height	6'0"
189 lbs	Weight	210 lbs
Boston, Massachusetts	Hometown	Parts Unknown
2011	Pro Debut	2012
Fallon Driver Chimera Shooting Star Press	Finisher	Primetime Special It's Only Show Biz Director's Cut

All of the lights in the arena dim simultaneously... as “I am What I am” by Above and Beyond presents: Oceanlab slowly begins to play on out of the Frontier Grappling Arts PA sound system as the music gets to it's half way point it explodes, a massive pulsing white light begins to pierce through the vicinity as smoke pours out from behind the curtains in the midst of blue, purple, and white colors & hues.

Clement: The light shows starts as he await the arrival of Damien Spears, making his debut here in Frontier Grappling Arts.

Grayson: You mean his debut and his exit, right? You saw what Sean Fallon did to little Matt Shields about a month ago, right? He was full of potential. He had such a great attitude. Some people were gullable enough to believe he was a shining star. So what did Sean Fallon do? He took that soaring star and drove it straight into the ground. He dismantled that kid. And while he may not have broken his ankle, he most certainly broke his spirits. And the same fate awaits Damien Spears tonight.

Damien J. Spears emerges from behind the curtains and stands in front of them looking down the isle into the ring he can be seen listening to the various boos that can be heard. As Spears makes his way to the ring, Sean Fallon runs up from behind and nails him with a Fallon Knee Strike to the back of the head, sending Spears stumbling down to the canvas. The crowd boos.

Clement: What the hell was that?

Grayson: Looks like Sean Fallon has struck again, Kev!

The lights come back on as Fallon gets up, runs over to Spears and repeatedly puts the boots to him, stomping away at him as the crowd continues to boo. He then kneels down, turns Spears over, mounts himself on top of him and hammers away with a flurry of right hands to the face. He then reaches down and chokes Spears with both hands as the crowd continues to boo.

Clement: Come on, ref! Get in there and break this up!

Grayson: Break what up? The match hasn't even started yet?

Fallon picks up Spears, brings him down to ringside and delivers a knee strike to the midsection, doubling him over in pain. He then takes Spears by the arm and whips him hard into the ring post. Spears face smacks against the ring post before he stumbles down to the floor. The crowd boos. Fallon storms over and delivers another stomp to the chest. He then reaches down, yanks up Spears, hammerlocks his arm from behind, runs forward and rams Spears shoulder-first into the ring post. The crowd boos as Spears goes down, clutching his shoulder in pain.

Clement: This man is like some rabid animal! Someone needs to put a stop to this! All the fines in the world won't keep him from doing stuff like this.

Grayson: You all thought that Micky beating him would be some type of setback. But you couldn't have been more wrong. Sean Fallon didn't get his just desserts. It's just like he said the other day. He may not have won, but he didn't lose by any stretch of the imagination. Micky's arm is a mangled mess. Blaine Harrison will continue to get knicked and banged up. And once Fallon's time comes, he will strike at Blaine and will have his way with him. No doubt about it.

He picks up Spears and rolls him into the ring. After rolling himself back in, the bell sounds. Fallon goes over and repeatedly stomps away at the arm. The ref tries to get in to stop Fallon, but Fallon just moves him to the side. He then reaches down, picks up Spears, brings him from out of the corner and whips him into the ropes. When Spears comes back, Fallon connects with a spinning back kick to the midsection, doubling him over. He then hammerlocks Spears' arm from the side, runs towards the corner and throws him shoulder-first through the ropes and into the ring post. The thud from the impact can be heard throughout the building. Spears slowly falls from out of the corner as the crowd responds with downpour of boos.

Clement: My goodness. I know that Spears didn't come here as a fan favorite. But you've got to show some compassion for a man that has been ruthlessly assaulted like he has. And that damn Sean Fallon thinks it's funny!

Grayson: This is only the beginning. This is just the start, Clement. This is just the start.

Fallon picks up Spears, heads back into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After hoisting himself up onto the middle turnbuckle, Fallon grabs a hold of Spears arm and delivers a tornado single arm DDT. The crowd boos as Spears bounces off the apron. He clutches his arm as he screams in pain. Meanwhile, Fallon slowly gets up on one knee. He looks on as a Cheshire cat-like smile begins to form. He then slowly rises to his feet. He circles Spears like a vulture, just waiting for the moment to pounce on him. As Spears slowly gets up to his feet, Fallon leaps up and brings him down with a double knee armbreaker.He then quickly applies the Chimera. Spears wastes no time tapping out to boos from the crowd.

Cruz: Here is your winner, SEAN FALLON!

The crowd continues to boo as Fallon keeps the Chimera locked on. The bell repeatedly sounds as the ref tries to get Fallon to break the hold. He then kneels down and tries to pry Spears free. But its to no avail. The bell repeatedly sounds as the crowd rains down boos upon Fallon. Fallon looks directly into the camera and can be seen mouthing "This is you, Joyce". Fallon then jerks back as a snapping sound can be heard. Fallon releases the hold as Spears lays curled up in pain, clutching his broken arm for dear life. The crowd boos as Fallon throws up two fingers before nonchalantly slipping through the ropes and landing on his feet on the floor.

[FGA Office]

Saturday, July 14, 2012

[FGA Office]

"The Slammer" Micky O'Reilly vs. Jared James

Micky O'Reilly	Wrestler	Jared James
Heavyweight	Weight Class	Light Heavyweight
6'2"	Height	5'10"
240 lbs	Weight	205 lbs
Traveller	Hometown	Des Moines, Iowa
2008	Pro Debut	2007
Murphy's Law Celtic Knot	Finisher	I-35 Drive Hawk Drop

Nero’s "Guilt" starts up as the arena goes dark with a sole light fixated on the curtain. Smoke begins to pour into the venue when, finally, Jared James comes out from the back. As the music continues to blare, Jared James walks down to the ring with a grin spread across his face.

Cruz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, now residing out of Boston, Massachusetts... Weighing in at 205 pounds..... JARED JAMES!

Once at ringside James rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring before heading to his corner. In his corner he sits down on the middle rope, his elbows on his knees and hands behind his head as he mentally preps himself for the upcoming contest.

Clement: Here comes Jared James, who is fresh off of his victory over Preston Blake from two weeks ago. Jared has stated repeatedly that he wants to become the FGA Heavyweight Champion. Well a win here tonight could get him one step closer to being put into championship contention.

Grayson: It very well could. Jared had some uncharacteristic remarks towards Micky just a couple of days ago. There's clearly no respect on Jared's end. And after hearing those comments, I'm sure Micky will feel the same way. But Micky is coming off of a hellacious All Violence is Legal match against Sean Fallon. Who knows how hurt his arm is. I guess we'll find out shortly.

"Teenage Kicks" by The Undertones starts up and Micky O'Reilly appears at the top of the walkway. After taking a look around, he walks down towards the ring to cheers from the crowd....

Cruz: And his opponent, now residing out of New Jersey..... Weighing in at 240 pounds.... He is "The Slammer" MICKY O'REILLY

Micky gets in the ring and begins pacing back and forth, waiting impatiently for the match to begin.

Clement: Micky O'Reilly became the sole #1 contender when he defeated Sean Fallon just two weeks ago. But was it worth the physical price that he paid in that match?

Grayson: Of course it wasn't. Fallon may have lost the battle, but he won the war. Micky is probably still hurt. And when he gets in the ring with Blaine, all he's going to do is soften up Blaine for Fallon. And once Fallon finally gets his title shot, all he has to do is swoop right in and pick apart what's left.

Clement: I don't think it'll exactly happen like that. You have it remember. Micky has beaten Blaine Harrison. In fact, he may have been the last person in FGA to defeat Blaine. He's also beaten Michael Tomkins and Sean Fallon. Say what you want about Micky, but not many people in FGA, past or present, can match his record.

The bell sounds as both wrestlers circle the ring. They go to lock up, but Jared ducks the collar & elbow tie-up attempt and places Micky in a side headlock. Micky then shoves Jared from off of him and sends him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Micky knocks him down with a standing shoulderblock. The crowd cheers. He then runs into the ropes as Jared kips up. When Micky comes back, he knocks down Jared with a running shoulderblock. The crowd cheers. Micky then runs into the ropes as Jared kips back up. When Micky comes back, Jared leap frogs over him. Micky continues to run into the ropes. When Micky comes back, Jared connects with a dropkick, sending Micky stumbling through the ropes and to the floor. As Micky gets up on the outside, Jared runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Jared charges forward and connects with a baseball slide to Micky's left arm, knocking him down.

Clement: And there goes Jared, immediately going after the arm.

Grayson: I didn't think Jared would be smart enough to use his speed to his advantage.

As Micky slowly gets back up on the outside, Jared runs back into the ropes. When he comes back, Jared charges forward and connects with a suicide dive, knocking Micky down to cheers from the crowd.

Clement: And both men go down! Jared with the high risk move that pays off.

Grayson: He's sticking and moving thus far. This is his best chance to beat Micky.

Jared picks up Micky and rolls him back into the ring. After sliding himself back into the ring, Jared makes the cover.

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Jared picks him up and whips him into the ropes. When Micky comes back, Jared goes for a hip toss. But Micky blocks the move and knocks him down with a clothesline. The crowd cheers.

Cleent: And Jared is knocked right back down.

Grayson: What was he trying to throw Micky around for? He should have stuck to his gameplan but he diverted from it already.

Micky picks up Jared and delivers a headbutt, sending Jared stumbling back into the corner. As Micky approaches, Jared throws out a kick to the midsection. But Micky swats his foot down and counters with a right hand to the face. Micky then unleashes a series of open hand slap chops to the chest that echo throughout the building. He then mudhole stomps Jared down into the corner. Micky places his foot across Jared's throat and chokes him. The ref gives him until the count of five to break the hold.

Ref: 1..................2...................3.................4...........

Micky lets go. After reaching down and picking Jared back up in the corner, Micky delivers a series of knee strikes to the midsection, followed by a series of elbow strikes to the face, followed by a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. Micky then takes Jared and whips him into the opposite corner. Micky follows him into the corner and connects with a clothesline. The crowd cheers. After bringing Jared from out of the corner, Micky whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Micky goes for a clothesline. But Jared ducks and runs into the ropes. When Jared comes back, he goes for a cross body block. Micky catches him in mid air to cheers from the crowd. But Jared repeatedly elbows him in the side of the head. After slipping down, Jared quickly grabs Micky by the leg arm and pulls him down with a single arm DDT. Micky turns over and holds his arm in pain. Jared then turns over on top of him and makes the cover.

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Clement: Micky kicks out at two. But the damage may have been done to that arm.

Grayson: If Jared isn't going to take advantage of his speed and agility, then he needs to concentrate on that arm.

Jared picks up Micky, grabs him by the left arm and wrings in. Micky can be seen cringing in pain. Jared then wrings his arm again. The ref asks Micky if he wants to give up. But Micky refuses to quit. So Jared yanks the arm, sending Micky down to one knee. Micky can be seen cringing in pain. After slowly getting back up to both feet, Jared yanks the arm again, sending Micky back down to one knee in pain.

Clement: Jared now really working that arm over.

Grayson: And you've got to believe that Sean Fallon is somewhere smiling right now.

Jared applies a standing armlock as Micky is still down on one knee. The ref asks him if he wants to give up. But Micky refuses to quit. Once he gets back up to his feet, Micky uses his free arm to punch Jared in the midsection, breaking the hold. He then takes Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Micky goes for another clothesline. But Jared ducks, floats over across Micky's back and brings him down with a crucifix pin.

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As both wrestlers get up, Jared takes Micky down with an arm drag. The crowd cheers. Micky gets back up, but Jared takes him down with another arm drag. The crowd cheers. As Micky gets up, Jared kicks him in the midsection, grabs the arm, steps over and rolls over, bringing down to the canvas with a cross armbar. The crowd cheers as Jared tries to hyper-extend the arm. Micky quickly clasps his hands together, trying his hardest not to get his arm broken in half. Jared continues to tug away, trying to hyper extend the arm. Micky then rolls onto Jared and pins his shoulders to the mat.

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Jared kicks out. But Micky uses the momentum to hoist him up in the air. Micky then slams him down onto the canvas, breaking the hold. After clutching his arm, Micky makes the cover.

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Clement: Great counter there by Micky. Had Jared been able to hyper extend that arm, it could have very well been over.

Micky picks up Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Micky bends over to set up a back body drop. Jared dives over him and goes for a sunset flip. But Micky quickly delivers a jumping stomp to the face, stopping the move. He then reaches down, picks up Jared and delivers a European Uppercut using his good arm, sending Jared stumbling through the ropes and onto the apron. As Jared slowly pulls himself up using the ropes, Micky goes to attack him. But Jared ducks the attack and counters with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. He then grabs Micky by his left arm and drops down to the floor, guillotining Micky's arm across the top rope. The crowd cheers as Micky stumbles around the ring, clutching his arm in pain. After climbing back up onto the apron, Jared climbs up to the top turnbuckle and waits for Micky to come back towards the corner. Once he does, Jared leaps off and connects with a missile dropkick to the arm.

Clement: Down goes Micky! Could this be?

The crowd cheers as Jared crawls over and makes the cover.

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Grayson: No!

Clement: Only two! You can tell how badly Jared wants it. He's been absolutely relentless in his offense on Micky O'Reilly. Jared is dying to finally become the FGA Heavyweight Champion. And he's not letting anyone, including Micky, get in his way.

Jared then sits Micky up and applies a hammerlock from behind. The ref asks Micky if he wants to give up. But Micky refuses to quit. So Jared jerks the arm, sending a rush of pain through the arm and shoulder. Micky can be seen wincing in pain as Jared keeps the hold locked on. The ref asks Micky again if he wants to give up. But again, Micky refuses to quit. So Jared jerks the arm, causing Micky to groan in pain. The crowd begins to get behind Micky, chanting his name.

Crowd: MICKY! MICKY! MICKY! MICKY! MICKY!

Micky slowly reaches back with his free arm and grabs Jared by the back of the neck. After putting the soles of his feet on the canvas, Micky slowly pushes himself up off the mat. He then leans forward, lifting Jared up onto his back. Micky then runs backwards into the corner. Micky squashes Jared in the corner, breaking the hold. As Jared leans in the corner, Micky slowly stumbles out and tries to shake off the pain in his arm. He then quickly turns around and charges into the corner. But Jared hoists himself up and delivers a boot to the face, sending Micky stumbling back. Jared then runs out of the corner, but Micky knocks him down with a big boot. The crowd cheers. Jared gets back up, but Micky kicks him in the mdisection and plants him with a DDT. He makes the cover.

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Grayson: He just kicked out in time!

Clement: That was a close call for Jared.

Micky then picks up Jared and whips him into the ropes. When Jared comes back, Micky throws him down with an STO with his good arm. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover.

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Clement: Jared gets up at two again.

Micky then picks up Jared and whips him into the corner. Micky then charges into the corner and goes for The Drunk Tank. But Jared dives out of the way of the spear, sending Micky colliding shoulder-first with the ring post. The crowd sighs as the thud from the impact is heart.

Clement: Oh no....

Grayson: Micky just went soaing shoulder-first into that ring post. Did you hear that thud?

Clement: I certainly did. And thing don't look good for Micky right now WATCH OUT!

As a doubled over Micky slowly moves back from out of the corner and turns around, Jared runs over, leans up and takes him down with the Hawk Drop. The crowd cheers as Jared pushes Micky over and makes the cover.

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Cruz: Here is your winner, JARED JAMES!

"Guilt" blasts over the PA as Jared gets up to his feet. The ref then walks over and raises his arm in the air to cheers from the crowd. As Micky slowly comes to, he can be seen immediately clutching his arm in pain.

Clement: Jared James keeps the ball rolling as he gets a huge victory over Micky O'Reilly! He's THIS close to the title, Evan.

Grayson: He certainly is. Like you said earlier, you could tell how bad Jared wanted it. He went right after the arm. Clearly this wasn't a Micky that was 100%. But Micky isn't going to bow out of a fight if he's hurt. Regardless, Jared got the better of him tonight. And you just know that Sean Fallon is rolling on the floor with laughter.

Jared then heads into the corner, climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air to cheers from the crowd.

[FGA Office]

Saturday, July 14, 2012

[FGA Office]

(( Backstage, Jared James is standing by with Justice Young. ))

Justice: Justice Young here. With me right now is Jared James. Jared, in your first two matches back you're a perfect 2-0. How good does it feel to be back here in FGA competing at such a high level?

Jared: It feels good, Justice. I've been telling people ever since I came back that I wanted that FGA Heavyweight Championship. Throughout my career, I've always come up short. But now, I'm focused, I'm in the right frame of mind, and I'm going to defe--

Suddenly, Jared is knocked down from behind. Justice looks over and decides to wisely run for cover. The camera scrolls over to the right to reveal Sean Fallon. Fallon proceeds to put the boots to Jared, stomping away at him. He then picks up Jared, hammerlocks his arm from the side, runs and throws Jared shoulder-first against the concrete wall. Jared falls down to the floor and can be heard groaning in pain. But Fallon isn't done. He walks over, then runs and delivers a punt kick to Jared's arm. Fallon then reaches down, picks up Jared, hammerlocks the arm and throws him shoulder-first against the concrete wall. Jared falls back to the floor. Before Fallon can inflict any additional damage, FGA officials and referees surrounded Jared. Fallon smirks as he raises his arms and backs away. The camera then focuses back on Jared, who is clutching his arm in pain.

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[FGA Office]

MAIN EVENT
"Metal Heart" Blaine Harrison vs. Chandler Scott

Blaine Harrison	Wrestler	Chandler Scott
Light Heavyweight	Weight Class	Heavyweight
6'1"	Height	6'1"
216 lbs	Weight	255 lbs
Akron, Ohio	Hometown	Hyannis Port, Massachusetts
2006	Pro Debut	2008
Metal Heart Suplex Don't Hold Back	Finisher	Harvard Hamer Superplex

The classic beginning notes of "Ride of the Valkyries" plays over the PA as the fans in attendance know who is about to grace them with their presence. Out through the curtain steps Chandler Scott, wearing his Harvard letterman jacket. Walking down the ring with him is Madison Scott, who walks arm and arm with him. The two lovebirds ignore the boos, jeers and catcalls of the crowd, shooing them away like the trash that they are. He then stops at ringside and looks at Johnny Royal. A look of disgust comes across his face. After smirking, he making a shooing motion with his hands to boos from the crowd. Meanwhile, Royal just shakes his head at him and Madison.

Cruz: The following contest is your main event of the evening. It is scheduled for one fall with a forty five minute time limit. Introducing first, becoming accompanied to the ring by Madison Stewart. From Hyannis Port Massachusetts, weighing in at 255 pounds.... CHANDLER SCOTT!

After Chandler hops onto the apron, he helps Madison up onto the apron. Chandler then sits down on the bottom rope while holding the top rope up for Madison. After Madison makes her way into the ring, Chandler steps into the ring. He slowly turns around in a circular motion with his arms outstretched, basking in his glory while the crowd continues to boo.

Clement: You heard Chandler Scott earlier this week and early tonight on his thoughts on Blaine Harrison. These two clearly don't like each other. They never have. Despite his absurd claims that Blaine has been ducking him, a win tonight could go a long way in Chandler getting a title shot.

Grayson: There's no reason why this match shouldn't be for the title. Blaine can claim ignorance about "not remembering" when or how Chandler qualified for championship contention. All that matters is that he has his three victories, he earned his way into championship contention, and the only reason this match is non-title is because Blaine HAS been ducking him.

Clement: Sitting at ringside right now is Johnny Royal, one half of the Peach State Tag Team Champions. he is now doubt out here to scout Chandler, one of his opponents for Collision.

Grayson: That's right, Johnny, take a good long look at him. That's the man who will be the next FGA Heavyweight Champion.

Let's See Action" by The Who starts playing throughout the arena until Roger Daltrey's vocal booms forth as Blaine Harrison appears at the top of the aisle. Blaine poses with his right fist raised to the skies. Three seconds later and he's making his way down the aisle, slapping hands with the adoring fans before sliding in under the bottom rope; Blaine then raises his belt in the air as he waits for the match to begin.

Cruz: And his opponent... Residing out of Santa Barbara, California.... Weighing in at 216 pounds.... He si the reigning FGA Heavyweight Champion..... "Metal heart" BLAINE HARRISON!

Clement: Blaine Harrison's plate is beyond full these days. He has Kit Kelsey coming up at Collision in two weeks. In a little over a month, he defends his championship against #1 contender Micky O'Reilly. He's got Chandler here tonight, Sean Fallon breathing down his next, and his former friend Jared James has his eyes set on him as well.

Grayson: Oh boo hoo. It's called being a champion. If he doesn't like it, tough.

The bell sounds as Chandler gets up in Blaine's face and begins to argue with him. Blaine pushes him out of his face, but Chandler comes right back and yells at him again. After Blaine pushes Chandler back again, Chandler gets back in his face and slaps the taste out of his mouth.

Grayson: Ha Ha! Did you hear that?

Clement: Oh I heard it! Chandler is coming close to stepping over the line with Blaine.....

The crowd boos as Chandler smirks. But the boos soon turn to cheers as Blaine brings Chandler down to the mat with a double leg takedown. He then mounts himself on top of Chandler and hammers away with rights and lefts to the face. Chandler then rolls on top of Blaine and unloads with a series of right hands to the face. The crowd boos. But the boos turn back to cheers when Blaine rolls back over, mounts himself on top of Chandler and delivers another series of rights and lefts to the face. Chandler tries to cover up, but the punches still connect. The cheers then turn to boos once the ref comes in and moves Blaine off of Chandler.

Clement: What is this?

Grayson: He's hitting Chandler with closed fists. Those aren't legal.

Clement: Oh, but Sean Fallon can attack whomever he wants, right?

Grayson: .....

While Blaine and the ref argue, Chandler slowly gets up to his feet. He then quickly darts over and delivers a clothesline, sending Blaine over the top rope and to the floor. But Blaine is able to land safely on his feet. He then quickly reaches back into the ring, grabs Chandler by the ankles and yanks him down to the canvas. The crowd cheers. After dragging Chandler to the outside, Blaine unleashes a knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the building.

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOO!

Chandler stumbles around ringside while he holds his chest in pain. Blaine follows him, turns him around and unleashes another knife-edge chop.

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOO!

Chandler continues to stumble around ringside while Blaine continues to follow him. After Blaine turns him around, Chandler kicks him in the midsection and slams his head into the side of the apron. The crowd boos. After pushing Blaine back into the ring, Chandler rolls himself back in.

He then picks up Blaine, brings him into the corner and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. After turning Blaine around, Chandler unleashes a series of right hands to the midsection, followed by a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. Blaine doubles over while he cringes in pain. After Chandler grabs him by the arm and brings him from out of the corner, he whips Blaine into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, Chandler goes for a clothesline. But Blaine ducks and runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Chandler goes for a back elbow to the face. But again, Blaine ducks and runs into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, he knocks Chandler down with a cross body block. The crowd cheers as he hooks the leg.

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Clement: Cross body block only gets two.

Grayson: You know, I'm surprised that Blaine wants to take it to Chandler here tonight. You'd think with at least two guaranteed big matches coming up, he'd want to minimize the risk of getting himself hurt

Clement: Blaine doesn't operate that way. He takes on any and all challengers.

Grayson: Yet he's been ducking Chandler. How ironic.

As both men get up, Blaine runs over and knocks him down with a clothesline. The crowd cheers. As Chandler gets up, Blaine grabs him by the arm and whips him into the ropes. When Chandler comes back, Blaine knocks him down with a dropkick. The crowd cheers. Chandler gets back up, but Blaine throws him down with an arm rag. The crowd cheers. Chandler gets back up, but Blaine grabs him around the head and then throws him down with a side headlock takeover. The crowd cheers.

Blaine cinches in the hold as Chandler tries to free himself to no avail. The ref asks Chandler if he wants to give up. But Chandler refuses to quit. He then reaches up, grabs a handful of Blaine's hair and pulls his head back. The crowd boos. Chandler then quickly counters into a leg scissors headlock. The crowd boos as Chandler smirks. Madison can be seen on the outside clapping. The ref asks Blaine if he wants to give up. But Blaine refuses to quit. He tries to push apart Chandler's legs. But Chandler cinches the hold. Blaine then tries to kip up. But again, the escape is to no avail. Blaine then slowly turns over onto his knees. After a bit of a struggle, Blaine is able to free himself by pulling his head from out in between Chandler's legs. The crowd cheers. Blaine then dives back over and applies another side headlock.

Clement: Nice escape there by the champion. This match is a bit of a test for Blaine. Chandler has a ver similar style to Micky in that they both have power moves as a large part of their arsenal.

Grayson: Don't ever insult Chandler by comparing him to Micky ever again.

The ref asks Chandler if he wants to give up. But again, Chandler refuses to quit. After slowly turning over onto his knees, Chandler gets up on his feet. He then shoves Blaine off of him and into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, Chandler goes for a clothesline. But Blaine ducks and runs into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, he goes for another cross body block. But Chandler catches him in mid air.

Grayson: Nope! Not this time, Blaine.

Chandler then counters with a rib breaker. The crowd boos as Chandler makes the cover.

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Blaine kicks out.

Blaine picks up Chandler, scoops him up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. He makes the cover.

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Blaine gets his shoulder up.

Chandler picks up Blaine and whips him hard into the corner. As Blaine stumbles out of the corner, Chandler kicks him in the midsection, lifts him up and keeps him held in the air.

Grayson: Look at him, Kev. That's the reason why Blaine has been ducking Chandler this entire time.

Clement: Chandler Scott, exhibiting a great deal of strength here....

The crowd boos as Chandler continues to hold Blaine up in the air. After about ten seconds, Chandler falls back and delivers a vertical suplex. The crowd boos as Blaine sits up and arches his back in pain. Chandler turns around, pushes Blaine down and makes the cover.

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Blaine gets his shoulder up.

Clement: Only two.

Grayson: Sigh.....

Chandler picks up Blaine and whips him into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, Chandler throws him down with a powerslam. Chandler hooks the leg.

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Blaine gets his shoulder up.

Grayson: He's got it!

Clement: No he doesn't. Blaine once again getting that arm up in just the nick of time.

Chandler picks up Blaine, kicks him in the midsection and then hoists him up for a powerbomb. But Blaine counters with a hurricanrana. The crowd cheers. After Blaine slowly gets up, he runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Chandler knocks him down with a Textbook Dropkick. The crowd boos as Chandler makes the cover.

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Blaine gets his shoulder up.

Chandler: Blaine gets the shoulder up again!

Grayson: Stay down, Blaine. Be smart for once.

Chandler then picks up Blaine, knees him in the midsection and then applies an abdominal stretch. Blaine cringes in pain as the crowd boos. The ref asks Blaine if he wants to give up. But Blaine shakes his head from side to side. While the ref checks in on Blaine, Chandler grabs the middle rope and pulls on it for added leverage. The crowd boos. Once the ref looks over at Chandler, Chandler lets go of the ropes.

Clement: How does the ref not see him blatantly cheating?

Grayson: Because Blaine is too busy in their whining and crying.

After kneeling back down to check on Blaine again, Chandler reaches back and tugs on the middle rope. The crowd boos. The ref then quickly looks up and sees Blaine cheating. So he goes over and knocks Chandler's hand off the rope. Blaine then takes Chandler and throws him down with a hip toss The crowd cheers.

Clement: He saw it that time!

Grayson: He can't do that!

Clement: He just did.

As both wrestlers get up, Chandler throws a right hand, but Blaine blocks and counters with one of his own. Chandler throws another right hand, but Blaine blocks it and counters with one of his own. Blaine then lefts off another right hand... and another... and another. He then throws out a toe kick to the midsection. Chandler catches his foot. But Blaine counters with an enziguiri, sending Chandler flipping down to the canvas. The crowd cheers. Blaine then makes the cover.

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Chandler gets his shoulder up. The crowd sighs.

Blaine then picks up Chandler and goes for an irish whip, but Chandler reverses, sending Blaine into the ropes. When Blaine comes back, he plants Chandler with a tilt-a-whirl DDT. The crowd cheers.

Blaine raises his arm, slowly turns over and drapes it across Chandler's chest.

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Chandler gets his shoulder up. Blaine then slaps the canvas in frustration.

Blaine picks up Chandler and whips him into the corner. Blaine runs into the corner and connects with a discus clothesline. The crowd cheers. He then takes Chandler and whips him into the opposite corner. Blaine runs into the corner, hops onto Blaine and goes for a monkey flip. But Chandler catches him, walks from out of the corner and counters with an inverted atomic drop. The crowd boos. Chandler then runs into the ropes. When he comes back, Blaine knocks him down with a pump kick to the face. The crowd cheers. Madison then climbs up onto the apron and begins yelling at Blaine to boos from the crowd.

Clement: Pump kick to the face! He's got Chandler right where he wa.... wait just a minute! What is SHE doing up there?

Grayson: Looks like she lost a contact, maybe.

As Blaine and the ref head over towards her, Madison climbs down to the floor. While she continues to argue with Blaine, Chandler runs up from behind Blaine and rolls him up with a school boy. The ref quickly drops down and makes the count.

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Cruz: Here is your winner, CHANDLER SCOTT!

The crowd boos as "Ride of the Valkyries" plays over the PA. Chandler quickly rolls to the outside and celebrates with Madison. The crowd continues to boo while a shot of Johnny Royal reveals Royal shaking his head in disgust over their antics.

Grayson: He wins! he wins! I bet Blaine is glad this was non-title.

Clement: That was highway robbery! Smple and plain. Highway robbery!

Chandler and Madison walk up the aisle as she raises Chandler's arm in the air to boos from the crowd. Meanwhile, Blaine turns over onto his knees in the ring. He rests his hands on his hips as he stares a hole right through Chandler.

[FGA Office]

The show seemed like it was over. Another FGA main event squarely in the books and DVD taping successfully completed... but then your video feed comes back to life.

The first few riffs of AC/DC's 'Thunderstruck' roar from the venue's speakers, eliciting a rumble of reaction from the Monroe crowd. It's a noticeable shift as fans go from talking about the match they just witnessed to anticipating what they may see right now, collective eyes focusing on the entrance curtain where Kit Kelsey appears. He is dressed in a light grey 'Young Lions' t-shirt and faded jeans. Tanned and blonde hair in a styled tangle, he wears the type of smirk that suggests a big joke is about to be played but you just don’t quite know it yet. There's what seems to be a black t-shirt slung over the PSW wrestler's left shoulder. He gives it a quick pat like one might a title belt as he scans over the audience. Kit doesn't look to care about the few derisive shouts -- or even the occasional cheer -- instead he is far more interested in making his own noise, bringing a microphone to his mouth. The music fades away as a voice with a distinct Australian accent replaces it.

Kit Kelsey: If there's one thing you can say about me, it's that I'm an honest man. And I gotta admit, I'm impressed. This was a fine wrestling show.

Kit pauses just long enough to nod and offer up a small golf clap.

Kit Kelsey: What more can you ask for? Competitive matches. Seats packed with excited fans. On my way in, I even noticed a stellar selection of merchandise ready to be gobbled up by the adoring public. Y'know, they say the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, and true enough, I feel the tiniest bit of jealousy. I can't help but wonder why Peach State isn't playing to bigger venues... Why can't we tour outside of Georgia? Heck, why can't we have t-shirts and glossy programs or DVDs of all our shows?

Kit is at ringside, climbing the steps and then ducking between the top and middle ropes. As the camera follows, we see that Blaine Harrison is still in the ring. The referee has handed him his championship which he holds securely across his shoulder. Besides the labored breathing of a wrestler who just performed, he is stoic; simply watching Kelsey as he leisurely enters an FGA ring.

Kit Kelsey: Ahh, but that's when I saw it. Sure, on the surface everything looked just swell, until I noticed this...

Reaching for the t-shirt draped over his chest, Kit soon has it unfolded and hung from the top rope. We can now see the familiar steel colored heart logo and nickname of the FGA champion. Kit studies it with mock curiosity; his head tilts to the side and an equally lop-sided grin flashes on his face.

Kit Kelsey: Awfully sloppy, Frontier. I mean, c'mon, let's get it together. How are you gonna sell a shirt with such an obvious typo. Really, just look at this... 'Metal Heart'? I think anyone who knows Blaine Harrison would understand that piece of fabric should be saying 'Meddle Heart' ...Because that's what you do, isn't it, Blaine? You meddle. You involve yourself where you just don't belong.

For the first time Kit acknowledges Blaine's presence, but it's only a quick glance before he is back to looking over the crowd. The fans who are paying close attention spot Harrison mouth the words "you're scum" to his next opponent.

Kit Kelsey: But first, where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself. In case you are woefully ignorant, my name is Kit Kelsey and I'm the best wrestler you've ever seen.

The crowd unleashes a chorus of boos, to which Kit simply shrugs his shoulders.

Kit Kelsey: I should be telling you I'm the Peach State Wrestling champion. I should have been strolling that walkway with a shiny belt and giving each and every one of you a peek at what a real title holder looks like...

Kelsey eyes Blaine up and down; the FGA Champion standing there with a scowl on his face before the former PSW Champion continues.

Kit Kelsey: But I can't do any of that because I was robbed of what's rightly mine. It was stolen by a corrupt official and a chicken shit challenger. Now you might be asking yourself, 'why should I care? How does this matter to the world of FGA?' ...It's simple really. Picture the scene: there I was, in my darkest hour, freshly cheated of my PSW title, yet still rallying to share my stellar wit and riveting insight with the Twitter-verse... and you just had to butt in, didn't you, Blaine? Sure, Blaine Harrison absolutely had to add his two cents. Unbelievable, right?

The jeers are only growing.

Kit Kelsey: I'm battered, bruised and without my championship thanks to a conspiracy, yet he has the nerve to call my integrity into question and challenge my loyalty... See, that's the problem with Twitter. It lets idiots think their every brain fart is breaking news. They get followed by enough porn bots and prepubescent teens and suddenly they have the urge to entertain their followers even when they haven't a clue. And I s'pose that seemed like a wise move behind your computer screen, Blaine. I bet it felt like a safe idea when you were click-clacking away on that keyboard... Funny how things have way of changing, isn't it? See, once it finally dawned on Nick King that he'd have to give me a rematch, he ran from PSW as fast as his knocking knees could take him. Wouldn't y'know it, just like that, I became your opponent at 'Collision'. Ahh, but that's not the only change in the air. No, I'll tell what else is going to change, mate: It's how these people look at you.

Kit gives a quick study of the fans in attendance, a smirk playing on his lips as they boo... then cheer as Blaine snatches the microphone from Kit's hands.

Blaine Harrison: I've heard about enough of you, Kit. I always had a nagging doubt about you, ever since 'Breakaway' when Matt Reynolds got attacked backstage. Sure King took the credit for the attack, but you're the one who benefitted. And for some reason I put those doubts to the back of my mind. I thought you were honourable, when we fought against one another at 'Spring Fever' back in April, we fought against one another with respect ... I should have trusted my gut.

Kelsey smirks again, looking proud of the deception he pulled over the eyes of PSW.

Kit Kelsey: You think you're better than me, Blaine? Huh, hero? In two weeks, I prove that's far from the case. You stuck your nose where it didn't belong and now I'm going to show your fans that you don't belong anywhere near a ring with me.

The crowd continues to voice it's obvious displeasure.

Kit Kelsey: Understand, this isn't some Twitter feud used to boost ticket sales. I know some people are calling this a friendly competition, but lets be honest, we are far from 'friendly'. The posters are labeling this a 'co-promotion' but 'co' implies equal and we aren't, Blaine. Not you and me and not by a long shot. They say it's PSW versus FGA, but even that's not entirely true. I know there are flyers that claim differently and I fully understand we have fans of each company taking sides, but that isn't what this is about. No, this isn't for PSW. When I beat you, mate, have no doubt, I'm doing it for me. I'm doing it because I've been robbed of my belt, so now I need to take it out on you. I need to rob you of your respect...I need to take the prestige you've worked for here in Frontier, just the way it was taken from me. Fact is, I may stand here as the uncrowned champion of Peach State Wrestling, but in two weeks Blaine...

Kit pauses. He looks at Blaine but soon his eyes shift and it's the title across his shoulder that the PSW competitor focuses on. He pantomimes preening in the reflection of the metal surface, running his free hand through his shaggy blonde tangle of hair.

Kit Kelsey: Well, in two weeks, after I beat you at 'Collision,' I go and prove I'm uncrowned champion of FGA, too... Cya in the ring, mate.

With that, the smile on Kit Kelsey's face widens as he slow backs away from Blaine Harrison, hands held forth innocently, and our screen finally fades to black.