"Cochise" by Audioslave. The camera
zooms out from the CSWA logo above the ring as
fireworks begin to explode around it. A quick
cut pans the audience, then focuses in on the new
SHOWTIME set, with the "CSguy" logo
superimposed on a blue-tinged CSWAvision. The
crowd stands and cheers as commentators Bill Buckley
and Sammy Benson make a rare entrance down the rampway
to their ringside commentators' table.)
wrestling fans! It's the final evening of 2002,
but we're here with the first LIVE broadcast of the
CSWA's new season here on the National Cable
Network! By now, you already know our four big
matches of the evening, just as you know my broadcast
partner, "The Living Lush" Sammy Benson.
SB: Was that
BB: Hey, the way
you come up with warped nicknames for our World
Champion, I thought it was only fair. Lighten
up, Sammy, it's New Year's Eve!
SB: Yes, and I
couldn't possibly think of any better way to spend
it. I mean, instead of alcohol, I've got
distilled water... and instead of a beautiful woman to
kiss at midnight, I've got... you.
BB: Don't even
think about it.
SB: Not even if I
was plastered, Buckley... which it's apparent I won't
BB: We're always
thrilled to be in North Carolina, especially here in
our debut in the Raleigh Entertainment and Sports
Arena, the home of the Carolina Hurricanes.
SB: Hockey in
North Carolina? Do you know what happens
when these people see ice? They lose their
Main Event is for the CSWA Presidential
Championship. Defending champion Tom Adler takes
on former US Champ Lawrence Stanley. We may find
exactly where these two stand amidst all these
'factions' that have appeared here in the CSWA.
SB: Well, it's
not like either one of them is going to be asked to be
a part of The Intruders... not unless they're ready to
shine some boots.
BB: I don't think
either one's waiting for their phone to ring with
Miles, Mayfield or GUNS on the other end.
SB: You never
know, it could be Pi. They could only be so
BB: And it looks
like we may not have to wait until tonight's match to
find out about one of them.
‘God Save the Queen.’ The crowd is worked up
as "The English Gent" Lawrence Stanley walks
out onto the stage area. He is dressed to fight,
wearing a new black ‘Instant Legend: Just Add
As he makes his way to the ring the camera pans
to the crowd where the CSWA fans have their signs held
cameras focus in on signs that read ‘Lawrence
Stanley says “The CSWA needs YOU!”’,
‘”TEG” LS 4 PREZ’ and ‘Plett fears the
Good evening ladies and gentlemen!
crowd responds boisterously.)
Way to work a crowd limey!
My time before you tonight is not dedicated to
my upcoming match with Tom Adler for the Presidential
title…but rather on the subject of the bigger
... the war that's about to start.
If he starts talking about Iraq then I’m off
to the john!
I’ve come here tonight to verbally wage war
on those members of the CSWA roster who are little
more than parasitic scum.
crowd pops big.)
Whoa, strong words from the
Individuals who spend all their time thinking
of schemes to destroy and tarnish the good name of the
CSWA whilst happily cashing their pay checks at the
end of each month.
I see movements made to stop their heinous
actions and I too have taken it upon myself to do
whatever is in my power to bring such actions to a
Under his power?
Does he have power?
I heard he had to ask permission to go to the
Will you be serious for one minute?
It's like in that movie, "Pee break, boss?"
The GXW and the Intruders seem to think that
they own the CSWA, that they have a divine right to
mold it into how they see the future of wrestling.
They do not see that we are merely pawns in the
bigger picture of professional wrestling, we can have
a say and we can earn the respect and with it the
right to have a say in the running of the federation.
But to have total control?
That would be anarchy. So
tell me people, who do you side with…..the GXW?
The Intruders? (Another
loud boo.) Or…the CSWA?!?! (The
crowd screams their approval.)
Somebody cut the power in the mic of Mr.
‘Cheap Pop’ will you?!?!
GXW…Intruders…watch out…the time has come
to fight fire with fire, watch your backs, watch each
other's backs. “The
English Gent” officially wages a war with you as of
tonight, anyone with an iota of sense is welcome to
join me. Until
we meet again, I bid you all a good day.
walks off to the backstage to a stream of golden pyros
and the adulation of the crowd.)
Lawrence Stanley puts himself solidly behind the CSWA!
Well, what a huge surprise. Any more
earth-shattering announcements tonight? Is Mike
Plett gonna announce he's the new Taco Bell
spokesman? Maybe Kin Hiroshi's gonna tell us
he's got a new flavor of muffins coming out?
Cranberry nut? Apple bran?
Maybe I can make some calls and we can string you to a
pole and lower you as the clock hits midnight.
You'd love that, wouldn't you?
I would. Truly I would. Fans, in our
effort to ignore Sammy, let's get to the first match
of the evening. Both men are making their
SHOWTIME debut here in Raleigh, and it's a big one for
them. Michael Gettis has made his way to the
ring. Keep in mind that Gettis is wrestling near
his hometown, so I'm sure he's got plenty of family
and friends here tonight!
Fierte vs. Michael Gettis
Nuku Hiva tribal music starts to play as green lights begin to flash on the
rampway. The lights suddenly stop and Aelieas
comes walking out on the stage slowly. He walks to
the middle of the ramp, looks into the stands, and
lifts up his arms as green fireworks shoot out into
the air. Aelieas then continues down the ramp and slides into
And Gettis isn't waiting for a bell.
The youngster, Fierte, slid into the ring, and
Gettis pounced on him.
Would you wait?
Fierte is 300 pounds on a 6’8” frame.
That’s like Eli Flair on steroids…
Flair's 6'9, 306, actually.
Ok, so it's like Poison Ivy on steroids then.
At the moment, he’s getting the stuffing
beat out of him.
The ref is tugging at Micheal Gettis’ arm,
trying to give Fierte a fighting chance.
Or he could be Kevin Powers off steroids.
Ayly… Aelis… oh, the guy with the busted
nose in the ring.
God Bless You.
God Bless Fierte cause he’s getting back up to
You’re right, Kevin Powers wouldn’t take
What are you TALKING about?
I think he's into
mind-altering drugs, not body-altering.
I have an idea, why don’t you talk about the
OK, who’s in it?
(yelling) Micheal Gettis and Aeyly…er, Ally
just got flippin’ pinned.
Hey, You think Kevin Powers would give me a
(exasperated) Just call the match.
I’m gonna hit on this girl…
back to his feet only for a moment until Big Time
nails him with a Big Time ‘high flippin’ dropkick.
Gettis back to his feet.
He’s showing some skill in there, as well as
a killer instinct.
…let your instincts take over, baby…
Gettis is smirking at the kid, “the Pride”
of the Nuku Hivan people… man, after pronouncing
that, I’m glad Sammy is preoccupied.
…ya know ya want me.
I’ve got the greatest occupation in the
Gettis measures a powerful right handed punch,
sending blood splashing out of Fierte’s nose.
…ok, so my nosehairs need trimmed, I’ll
wear a bag for ya…
Fierte's trying to protect his face.
He’s bent over, holding his nose and - - OH,
went face first to the mat and we have a cover.
1…2…Fierte with the shoulder up.
Gettis smiles, not a common reaction after
…I’ll give you this gorgeous CSWA pin.
Only the employees get these…
Oh GOOD LORD, Gettis latched an underhook and
planted “The Pride’s” nose into the mat.
Gettis back to his feet.
Fierte on the mat, rolling around.
Quick elbowdrop and Aelieas is not moving now.
Big Time points to the top rope, his elbow, and
then his nose. He’s
going for the BIG TYMA!
…that’s right, welcome to the ‘big
time’ with the emphasis on the word…
The Pride hits the top rope and Big Time is in
Big Time trouble straddling the top rope.
Fierte, blood covering his face, climbs to the
middle rope, and punches Gettis.
…I knew you’d be a cinch.
slap me for?
He cinches an underhook and
…You underhanded hooker bimbo…
SAMMY! Fierte lifts Gettis up for a suplex AND
- -AND NOTHING!
She slapped me for no good reason!
"THE PRIDE" hits the Écrasez Votre Âme
Is that French?
And yes it's French,
for "Crush Your Soul."
So, are you saying that she’ll go for me if I
talk some of the language of love in her ear?
No, I’m telling you this match, just like
your love life, is over.
you think Kevin Powers will give me a beer?
No, but I'll give you a pink slip. Fans, it's
time for us to take a...
(As Fierte’s hand is
raised in the ring, his music stops and the lights go
to Crawl” by Black Lab blares over the PA.
Most in the crowd are confused by this, but a
few select people begin to cheer like madmen holding
signs saying, “I Just Crossed Over”.
A single spotlight hits the curtain and
standing in front of it is Nathan Cross.
He is wearing black patent leather pants,
combat boots, and an extremely flashy silk shirt.
He looks at the crowd, most people still not
points out the few that know him, only causing them to
get louder. The
energy spreads across the crowd, even those who were
previously confused start to get into the moment.
Nate puts the microphone to his mouth and
How many of you have been waiting for this
in the crowd cheer, his people.)
Nathan Cross gives the world…SHOWTIME!
(His people go absolutely insane.
Nate points to them)
I know my “CROSSOVERS” have been waiting.
(His crew gets yet even louder.)
And for those who have been bothering to watch
the SHOWTIME sister show – On Time – they already
know what type of SHOW I give.
For those who bother to watch On Time, my
CROSSOVERS, they’ll tell you that no one puts it on
the line like Nathan Cross.
And I can tell from the recent ‘outing’ by
everyone’s favorite “chieftain warrior”, Aelieas
Fierte, that these people… MY PEOPLE… expect more.
So I have come, not to take over the CSWA, or
piss on the CSWA, or even tear down the CSWA.
I have come to BE the CSWA.
(CSWAvision turns on.
It shows a scene from On Time…)
Cross with a counter, one… two, no, Liezure
back over with a rollup, he gets one but Cross is
already out, rollup, AND ANOTHER reversal, but Liezure
not going for the pin… he’s lifting Cross from the
position… he’s got Nathan Cross in the air for a
Cross flies back, Frank’N’Parsons, Liezure
rolls through and holds on tight… one… two…
back up and they’re back at reversing counters, this
one has broke down into a bout of desperation, these
kids are REALLY showing us something tonight, the
crowd seems to be rooting for Lance Liezure but Nathan
Cross is showing us he can get the job done, if he
sticks with it…
(The spotlight focuses
back on Nathan Cross.
A few more people start cheering for this
NC: THAT is what the
CSWA is about… entertaining the TRUE fans of
for all the chatting, I only got one thing to say to
Lance Liezure, (Dramatic pause) thank you. (Fair
applause from the crowd)
You gave the CROSSOVERS what they wanted to
see, an entertaining match.
You got the pin, Lance, but WE got the victory.
(Nathan stops for a
moment to lets the crowd give a small ovation.)
But after seeing that small clip of our match,
it only shows how much Aelieas Fierte’s CRAP in that
ring PALES in comparison.
It shows the “chieftain warrior” as an
unentertaining hack committing the most vile sin in
the history of Sports Entertainment.
And that sin?
To be dull.
I’m no preacher, and I certainly ain’t no
‘Deacon’, but if you offend the CROSSOVERS, then
you offend me… and that offense will not go
have a plan, Fierte, and that plan WILL succeed.
And you, well… you’re the first one to hit
the curb. (Nathan
Cross raises his arms in victory.
The Crossovers go insane in response.)
BB: Fans, we're
late for a break. We'll be right back with Mike
Plett taking on Kin Hiroshi.