Part Three

December 26, 2001

BB:  Actually, I figured you'd try and get by the concessions ban again.  And by the way, we're on the air.

SB:  Isn't someone supposed to tell me these things before I make a fool of myself?

BB:  It's just another little part in the CSWA experience, Sammy.  We love ya anyway.

SB:  Some days I truly hate you, Buckley.  I truly do.

BB:  And that too, makes it all worthwhile.  But enough of our love-hate relationship.... let's hit the ring!

BB:  Up next we have a stellar match as Tom Adler takes on "Apocalypse" Gabriel Poe.

SB:  Yeah, even I have to admit this could be a good one.

BB:  Adler is in the ring already, pacing around like a caged animal as we await the entrance of Poe.

(As if on cue, "Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica & the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra booms out and the crowd rise to see the entrance of the CSWA legend.  The curtains move and Poe walks out, his giant frame dwarfing the people in the front row as he walks to the ring and climbs through the ropes.)

BB:  Poe makes his way into the ring, but Adler is in no mood to take his time!  He charges Poe and starts to swing at him, backing him into a corner, right after right to the big man who responds by throwing Adler off him and to the other side of the ring.

SB:  Adler has to be smart, he can wrestle.  But if he tries to slug it out with the freak he'll be gone in no time.  Actually, that'd be sort of fun to watch.

BB:  I think Apocalypse just heard you call him a freak.

SB:  WHAT?!?!  I NEVER SAID ANYTHING, IT WAS THAT DRUNK GUY BEHIND ME!  ACTUALLY, IT WAS RUDY SEITZER!

BB:  I'm sure Rudy will be thrilled you put another enormous wrestler on his trail, Sammy.  Poe grabs Adler and swings him into the ropes, Adler goes under the attempted clothesline and drops Poe with a leg sweep before wrapping up Poe's right leg in a single leg grapevine.  This is smart from Adler, if Poe is on the floor and immobilized then he can't hurt him.

SB:  Uh-huh, did you work that out all by yourself Buckley?!?!

BB:  Manny Fernandez is right in Gabriel's face, asking him if he wants to quit but the match is too young yet for that.  Tom Adler hasn't ruled it out though as he leans back and really cranks on that leg, Poe twists and kicks Adler to the chest with his fee leg, and a second time, the third sends him into the ropes.

SB:  Bah, desperation already.

BB:  Adler back at Poe, scoop slam by Poe!  Now its his turn to back Adler into the corner where he unloads on him with those massive soup one right hands!  Apocalypse now drives the air out of Adler's gut with some knee thrusts before snapmaring him out into the middle of the ring and dropping an elbow to Adler's windpipe.

SB:  Adler better sort himself out quick, if you let Poe beat on you you'll be in hospital quicker than a hiccup.

BB:  Thank you for that wonderful piece on incisive information!

SB:  You're welcome Buckley, any time.

BB:  Poe goes to pick up Adler but Adler floats over, Poe turns round, and gets a thumb in the eye for his troubles!  Apocalypse staggers back as Adler kicks him in the gut, followed by a jawjacker!  There's the first cover..1...2..Poe powers out.  Adler quickly follows up, picture perfect snap suplex into a float over cover..1..2...Poe kicks out again.  Adler is again first up and measures a knee to the back of Poe's head before cinching in a front headlock.

SB:  Adler's looking good, he's impressing me.

BB:  Then I'm sure he's very proud!

SB:  Sarcastic son of  a..

BB:  ..Ahem, Adler has the headlock hooked tightly but Poe seems to be getting some momentum.  Poe is on one knee and is fighting to gain more leverage, Tom Adler looks concerned as Poe is almost standing..modified overhead  release German suplex by Apocalypse and both men are down!

SB:  Sheer power from Apocalypse, he has to use that, he's got nothing upstairs.

BB:  Do you purposefully annoy the largest wrestlers because you're masochistic or just dumb?!?!

SB:  Because I can!

BB:  Both men stagger to their feet, Adler comes off the rope with a high cross body...caught!  Poe turns it into a backbreaker and there's the cover..1..2..Adler squeezes out an arm.  Poe looks to be on fire, he sends Adler into the ropes..big foot!  He grabs Adler by the hair, jackknife powerbomb!  There's the cover...1...2..FOOT ON THE ROPE!

SB:  I thought he had him there.

BB:  Apocalypse is on a roll, he whips Adler into the corner hard..BIG SPLASH!  ADLER IS STAGGERING AROUND..REVELATION!  THE REVERSE DDT!  POE LOOKS ROUND AT THE SCREAMING FANS..HE'S MOTIONING FOR THE SEVENTH SEAL!

SB:  He's can't, he'll get disqualified, you can't let a group of sea animals attack an opponent for you!

BB:  I cannot believe you just said that.

SB:  Umm, it was that drunk guy again.

BB:  Poe has Adler by the head and is walking towards the turnbuckle..what the..someone's running down the ramp.its..its.. WJ MILLS!  RAW DEAL'S WJ MILLS IS ON THE APRON AND MANNY FERNANDEZ IS TELLING HIM TO GET OFF!  POE HAS DROPPED Adler AND IS TRYING TO GET TO ADLER WHO SMARTLY JUMPS OFF THE APRON!

SB:  Are you calling Mills a wuss?!?!

BB:  Shut up Sammy!  Apocalypse turns back towards Adler who is staggering around, Poe comes off the ropes..NO..MILLS SNAGS HIS ANKLE..POE TURNS ROUND TO TRY AND GET TO HIM AND MANNY IS COMING OVER AGAIN!  ADLER WALKS BEHIND POE.LOW BLOW!  APOCALYPSE STAGGERS ROUND..SMALL PACKAGE BY ADLER...MANNY TURNS ROUND AND COUNTS...1..2...3!!!!

SB:  Wow, you have to say that's an upset.

BB:  You also have to say Poe got screwed out of a win.

SB:  Tch, tch, tch Buckley, screwed is such a harsh word.  I prefer to say that Mills 'assisted' Tom Adler!

BB:  However you say it, Gabriel Poe had Adler where he wanted him, and you had a feeling the Seventh Seal was about to be delivered when Mills turned up.

SB:  Looks like Manny is asking Santa for a new bicycle…

BB:  Oh, would you give it a rest, Benson?  Fans, later in the night we've been guaranteed that CSWA Owner Chad Merritt will make some major announcements regarding the CSWA ANNIVERSARY 2001 card that takes place just a few days from now.  Plus, we've still got our huge three-way Main Event between three former World Champions:  Mike Randalls, Eddy Love and Troy Windham.

SB:  And who was the last of those three to be World Champ....Eddy Love, of course.

BB:  And the current CSWA World Champion, Steve Radder, will be in action shortly, defending his title against a man who has quietly made some ripples in this big pond, Evan Aho.  But first, fans, e’re getting ready for a pretty… oddly booked match, we’re at the end of the road just before Anniversary 2001 and we still don’t have a full lineup for that bout, but you have to imagine this match is going to impact what goes on there, this isn’t for a title but you have to believe it’s going to be for a contendership spot… and it’s going to be about revenge.

SB:  Praise the Lord at Christmas time, Wicked Sight is no longer a champion.

(CUE UP:  ‘Bullet in the Head’ by Rage Against The Machine – as the crowd gets to its feet)

(Wearing a cut-off referee’s outfit, Triple X makes his way down the ramp with the Presidential Title in his right hand, nearly touching the ground.  He rolls into the ring and throws his hands in the air to more crowd reaction.)

BB:  It’s going to be two intense athletes going at it when Wicked Sight and Gemini hook it up, and the animosity is going to be even higher with Triple X as the referee, let’s show you a little bit of what happened after Triple X won the Presidential Title in New Orleans …

Trip:  You are getting another shot… and it will be STELLAR… but Michael…

(Amidst a scream from Rudy Seitzer, a steel chair comes crashing across the back of Triple X’s head, and then the camera turns so that you can see Gemini as he plows into Wicked Sight and both men crash into a small piece of set, taking Sight down.)

Gemini: (Staring down at Triple X) Keep that belt warm, kid, because WE’RE going to take it home the next time we meet you.

BB:  So now, Sight and Gemini are taking on each other with our Presidential Champ as the referee…

(CUE UP:  “Just Got Wicked” by Cold – massive response)

(At the top of the ramp, one hand pointing toward the top of the crowd and the same leg lifted slightly off the ground, Wicked Sight looks as prepared as he ever has, and he runs down to the ring, rolling in and coming face-to-face with Triple X.)

SB:  Sight better be nice, that’s the referee for this contest!

(CUE UP:  “Beautiful People” by Marilyn Manson – minor jeers from the crowd.) (Both Sight and Triple X look toward the top of the ramp…)

BB:  Gemini has been on an aggressive streak as of late…

SB:  He’s not even coming out!

BB:  Folks, Gemini is set to be here any moment now…

(The music stops for a moment, then cues up again.)

BB:  All right, now we’re expecting Gemini to show up…  Sight and Triple X are getting anxious in that ring, Sight is ready to go.  He’s standing on the middle turnbuckle now, begging Gemini to come out, but folks, I think he’s no-showing this one!

SB:  What’s Triple X doing?

BB:  He’s telling Rhubarb to make some sort of announcement, as far as we can tell folks, Gemini is not here tonight.  Have you seen him backstage, Sammy?

SB:  I saw some scalloped potatoes on a buffet table, but other than that, no signs point to Gemini being here tonight…

(Rhubarb Jones begins to speak into the mic.)

RJ:  The referee has ordered that a standing ten-count be given.  And if Gemini does not show up by the end of the count, Wicked Sight will be awarded the match…

(Crowd counts in unison with Triple X):  One……Two……Three……Four……Five…… Six……Seven……Eight…… Nine……………TEN!

BB:  Sammy, I can’t imagine why Gemini would just disappear like this…

SB:  Wicked Sight can’t imagine why either, look at him… He looks mad, I guess that FREAK wanted a hold of the double-thumbed mutant.

BB:  And Triple X is leaving without saying a word to Sight, I know there is a mutual respect between the two, but there isn’t much love lost when these two get together, but look at Sight, he’s grabbing a mic!

WS:  What’s up New Orleans?  (huge cheap pop)  Hey X, you really want to turn and walk away and leave little Mikey Plett in the ring without an opponent… when you’re wearing gold around your waist that you won by pinning THE FREAK?

(Triple X cocks his head to the side, and looks a little annoyed at Sight’s question.)

WS:  That’s OK… I wanted to give these fans (pop) the stellar performance they deserve… (more reaction) I guess I’ll go home.  (crowd begins to make slight jeers)

SB:  Look, Buckley, Triple X is getting in the ring and he’s ripping his referee shirt off!  He’s in Sight’s face!

BB:  These two young bucks are about to explode, or so it seems…

(CUE UP:  “Don’t Tread On Me” by Metallica)

BB:  What’s Cameron Cruise doing here?  I know he’s got a Presidential Title bout with Triple X in a few moments but…

SB:  If I were him, I’d let Triple X fight all night before it was my turn…

(Cameron Cruise comes out to a medium sized pop and runs into the ring with a microphone in his hand.)

CC:  Hey… Sight, X, did you forget about the Crippler?  Sight, you had your chance and you LOST… in the center of the ring.

(Sight’s face turns immediately to anger.)

CC:  It’s my turn, get out here Juarez, me and Triple X are going to fight for this belt.  

(Manuel Juarez begins to make his way out and Sight stares off with Triple X.  Cameron Cruise gets in Sight’s face, as Sight turns and rolls out of the ring, taking a seat at the broadcast position.)

SB:  What are you doing here Sight?

WS:  Well, I had planned on wrestling, but I might add some color to your commentary…

BB:  Cameron Cruise is going right after Triple X, taking it to the corner and unleashing boots, and I guess this is the Presidential Title bout… Cameron Cruise claims he never really lost that belt…

WS:  He had a chance to win it at ELVIS, but he couldn’t get past Aho and Lang…

SB:  Shut up and call the match, Freak…

WS:  You’re just asking for some more tar and feathers, Benson…

BB:  Cruise whips the champ into the far side and follows in with a spinning elbow, and Triple X hits the canvas.  He’s lacing some boots into the side of Triple X’s head, now, and he goes for a cover, he gets a one, but Cameron Cruise knows you can’t beat a champion the caliber of X that easy.

WS:  I’ve got to give Triple X credit, he’s a hell of an athlete and after what Gemini did to him, he got right back up.  I take pride in being the most intense, spirited competitor here, but Triple X gave me a run for my money in New Orleans, and just like that, Triple X is on top of this match, a hip toss followed up by a legdrop and now he hits the ropes and drops an elbow…

BB:  He’s making the cover!   One, Two… No! Cameron Cruise kicks out and Trip continues the offense by shooting him into the far side, following in with a clothesline but Cameron Cruise ducks and comes off with one of his own, sending Triple X to the mat.  Cruise looks very aggressive here, he’s lacing boots against Triple X in the corner and Juarez is calling for the break…

WS:  Cruise has a chip on his shoulder roughly the size of Connecticut .

SB:  Call the match, Sight.  There’s Cruise with a side headlock applied…

WS:  Oh, and you never sit here and make comments about the wrestlers, do ya’ Benson?  Nothing like… “Wicked Sight doesn’t belong in the CSWA”… or “The Warhorse Punk”… or “The Sno-Cone Man”…

SB:  Shut up, punk.

BB:  Back to action, Triple X now with a hammerlock applied in the center of the ring, but Cruise drops to a knee and throws X over his back, X to his feet after a kemp-up and he chops at Cruise, Cruise ducks and spins Triple X around… side suplex and he goes for a cover again… Triple X kicks out immediately and Cruise is visibly upset…

WS:  It would help Cruise to just calm down… feed off the energy in the arena but it’s stupid to get caught up in anger because you can’t get a pinfall over the champ in just a few minutes…

SB:  How’s your shoulder these days, Freak?

WS:  You never stop do ya’, Benson?  I feel all right, I had some time after Gemini did his number on me to get recuperated.

BB:  Cameron Cruise is mad, folks, and he’s taking it out on the referee instead of his opponent, he’s in Juarez ’ face, and Triple X with a rollup, one…two… NO!  Cruise got out, but it was almost over that fast…

WS:  That’s what you get when you’re not totally focused on your opponent.

BB:  Cruise gets up and he just LEVELED Triple X, Cameron Cruise is almost a cruiserweight but don’t let his size fool you, Cameron Cruise is in the CSWA because he has the ability to make up for anything else he lacks.  Triple X just went down hard, but of course he’s right back up…

WS:  He’s resilient, that’s for sure.

BB:  Cameron Cruise with a shot to the head, and another, and another, and now he sends Triple X to the ropes and Trip comes back with a dropkick, and Cruise goes down… Triple X follows it up with a hip toss, and he hits the ropes, Asai moonsault but NO, Cameron Cruise put his knees up and Triple X is clutching his stomach, Cruise rolls out of the ring and it looks like he’s not looking for a breather… Cruise looks ANGRY, a side we haven’t seen for some time…

SB:  He’s looking for that STEEL CHAIR…

WS:  I don’t know why he’s going to throw away his chance to get back his sacred belt…

(Cruise looks over toward Sight and points, saying “Pay attention.”)

WS:  Worry about your match, punk…

BB:  Cruise just rolled into the ring with that steel chair and he just shoved Juarez over!  This one is going to end on a DQ and I don’t think he cares…  Triple X is up, Cruise has that chair… CRUISE JUST PLASTERED TRIPLE X AND X GOES DOWN…

SB:  Where are you going?

BB:  Folks, Wicked Sight just left the table, the referee has called for the bell… Cruise with another shot to the back of our Presidential champion…  Sight’s in the ring, he spins Cameron Cruise around and VIEW TO A KILL!  VIEW TO A KILL, CRUISE’S FACE HIT HIS OWN STEEL CHAIR, Wicked Sight just laid out Cameron Cruise… listen to this crowd, it’s going off the charts here…

(CUE UP:  “Just Got Wicked” by Cold)

SB:  Why?  Because Sight butted his nose into something?

BB:  Wicked Sight is doing the right thing here, he’s helped Triple X up to his feet in the corner, and now this young man is heading out of here… Triple X is filing out as well and Cameron Cruise is just now starting to stir.  We’ve got to head to a commercial break, folks…

(CUE UP: “Feel So Numb” by Rob Zombie – small reaction as the tron displays the logo of Lance Liezure in blood red letters followed by a few skateboarding tricks. Lance then steps out from behind the curtain with skateboard in hand to a slightly larger, nice reception.)

BB: And here comes the CSWA’s newest addition, recently signed, Lance Liezure, out here to make his presence known here in the CSWA! And it seems these fans have already taken a liking to this kid!

SB: WHY? What's so special about him? He’s another Wicked Sight, Johnny Lang, Steve Radder… another loser.

BB: He’s worth his pay if he rids the wrestling business of JJ Deville, I’ll tell you that…

(Lance walks up the ring steps and into the ring. He goes to the middle rope and holds the board by the trucks high above his head. He steps back down and grabs the mic.)

Lance: It's great to be here in St. Louis and being a part of the greatest league in the history of wrestling, the CSWA! (Crowd pops) But it seems I've encountered a little problem here already. An IDIOT by the name of J.J. DeVille. (Crowd boos) Now, I'm sure all of you fans have come to realize that JJ sucks! (Crowd cheers!) *I* know JJ sucks! (Crowd cheers!) Now J.J., you need to realize that YOU INDEED SUCK! (Crowd pops even louder!) But coming up soon is CSWA's premiere card, Anniversary 2001, and J.J., I can't think of a better time to show you just how badly you DO suck. To add to that, I'm going to give you a chance to win this match. Why don't we make it a STREET FIGHT? (Crowd pops!) That way when I'm beating you around the ring, it could give you the chance to fight back the only way you can...with a weapon! And, trust me J.J., I'm certainly not talking about your FISTS! So, Mr. DeVille, this is my challenge to you.  Now, I'm calling you out here to accept it!

(Lance rests his arms at his side and waits… no response. )

Lance: Guess your not going to show! Typical! Hit my music!

(His music cues up as Lance climbs to the middle rope again and holds his board out for the fans. Out of nowhere, JJ slides into the ring, dropping a chair and hits a superkick, knocking Leizure to the ground.)

BB: There's JJ right there! Where did he come from?

SB: The crowd, Buckley, you moron!

(He falls backward and starts to get his composure just as JJ wraps the steel chair around Lance's skull, busting him open.)

BB: What an attack by JJ DeVille! He's left Lance Liezure helpless! Now look at JJ standing over Lance flexing his 'muscles' and there’s that damned strut! He's only able to do that since he just attacked the man from behind WITH A CHAIR!

SB: I think this is hilarious myself! Excellent!  Go JJ!

(J.J. struts around the ring for a minute until Lance starts to get to his feet AGAIN!)

BB: Lance is moving! A superkick and a chair shot and Lance is getting back to his feet! And there goes J.J. DeVille! Once he saw Lance stand up he headed for the low road, and he’s doing the Fargo strut! Now, Lance, trickling with blood in his eyes, is up and staring a hole through Mr. JJ DeVille! And, believe me, JJ looks scared. Now Lance has the mic again.

Lance: Looks like it's me and you then.....STREET FIGHT!! I'm going to show you at Anniversary! DAMN POSER!

(Lance slams the mic down and chases after JJ into the back!)

(CUT TO: Cameron Cruise is walking down the hall backstage, obviously disgusted and bothered about what just took place with Wicked Sight. Around the corner, walks a woman, dressed poorly in sweatshirt and pants, with her curly hair pulldown in front of her black sunglasses.

As both continue around the corner, neither one of them paying attention to ahead of them, bump into each other.

CC:  Watch it, would ya’?

Woman:  Sorry about that, Cammy…

(The woman turns and begins walking away, realizing what she had just said…)

CC:  Yeah, I know, I--wait a minute...It can't be....

(Cameron turns around confused, to an empty hallway.)

CC:  Mercy? 

BB:  Fans, when we return, it's time for the World Title match!  We'll be right back.

SB:  I've got to... um... hit the restroom again.

BB:  Yeah, okay, Sammy.  I'd tell ya to get me a pretzel.... if the concessionaires would sell you anything.  (laughs)

ONTO PART FOUR!