Infinity 2009 Results

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The GIW Logo flashes up, then the screen goes blank, before a deep voice over begins:

Eight will come together

An Image of all eight of the contestants of the Global Challenge flashes up.

Many before have fallen

We see footage of Raenius taking the ‘Cutting Room’ and Moss Edwards covering him...

Others showed guile and ingenuity

A clip of JK mid diving cross body, then being caught and pinned by Andy Savana is shown.

The path to greatness is littered with casualties

Clips of Killswitch’s many deaths play out. We hear a huge cheer erupt from the crowd.

Rivalries pick up pace

We see Travis Roberts take the DiscomBoolZalator, then a shot of him smashing Randy Boolzian over the back with a cricket bat.

Old vendetta’s claim new blood

Images of Xavier Bryan crucified with a barbed wire halo come into view, followed by Zeke and Marek brawling with ‘The Covenent’

The forgotten return

Komosube is shown screaming at a random backstage worker, eyes bulging, veins throbbing.

Preconceptions will be challenged

Clips of Chassie and Gabrielle battling various male members of the GIW Members flow by.

Spectacular attempts for victory will be made

We see Alex Kiseragi Yari-Kicking Donovan Hastings off the top of the cage at sentinel.

But when the battle is fought, and the victors announced

Alex Kiseragi’s face, Chassie Fear’s face, Donovan Hastings’ face, Gabrielles Face, Crimson Ghost’s mask, Brandon Brown’s face, Andy Savana’s Face, and finally Moss Edwards face are all presented in varying degrees of ecstasy and pain.

Only one will be named, GIW’s Most Valuable Asse...

Boss Penguins face takes up the screen, he is holding an AK-47, and looking particularly displeased, he interrupts the voice over abruptly.

Boss P: IT’S DA CHIEF NIGGA...PUSSY!

We are then transported to theAll State Arena, and presented with the view of the ‘Infinity’ Stage. The symbol for infinity can be seen stretched across the stage, it encompasses two huge video screens, each one scrolling through a different image of a different GIW athlete. A series of pyro’s explode and the crowd go wild as we are taken to ringside and are greeted by the familiar faces of Daniel Hanson and Nicholas Vinegar!

Vinegar: Hello from me Nicolas Vinegar and my partner Daniel Hanson.

Hanson: Hey.

Vinegar: You’re watching the first Pay per View of the year from Global Impact Wrestling and trust me when I say this ones going to be big.

Hanson: Yeah, The Blessed One is finally going to put down that diseased little dog.

Vinegar: We’ll get to the main event soon enough partner but there’s far too much action before that. First up, it’s going to be JK, The Phantom and the debut of Jasmine Alexandra Kanelis going up against Beeb the Great and A.D.D, Adolphus Davian Doom in a handicap match.

Hanson: How much of a handicap match that’ll really be though is still to be seen. I don’t see a fifteen year old girl having much of an impact on the likes of that giant r-tard.

Vinegar: Saying R instead of Re doesn’t make it ok.

Hanson: Since when has it not being ok ever stopped anyone around here saying anything?

Vinegar: Good point. We’re also going to see little Chinatsu Chen go toe to toe with the seven foot Monster, Dredd.

Hanson: I can’t believe it. She’s got so much spirit.

Vinegar: That’s true but whether that will be enough is still to be seen. Next, this feud that’s been boiling up for almost a decade will finally come to a head as War and Peace defend Tag Team titles against the Covenant, Raenius and Mickey Dragon, and also as of last weeks Sentinel, Hiroshima.

Hanson: After the match War and Peace had with Hiroshima last week, I honestly can’t wait.

Vinegar: It truly was a spectacle and something tells me tonight will be no different. This one can go any which way but something tells me, whichever way it goes there’s going to be blood on the mat.

Hanson: It’s almost inevitable.

Vinegar: 6 men, 2 women, 4 matches. It’s the Search for GIW’s Most Valuable Asset. Chassie Fear, Moss Edwards, The Crimson Ghost, Donovan Hastings, Gabrielle, Andy Savana, Alex Kiseragi and Brandon Brown. Only one of them can walk away being able to make that claim and they’re all going to fight tooth and nail to be that one.

Hanson: My Diamond Princess is going to walk away with it.

Vinegar: She’s hardly your Diamond Princess. The Crimson Ghost has a better chance with her then you do, and that’s not even a joke. He really does.

Hanson: Shut up, she’ll come around.

Vinegar: Don’t count on it. Then in our main event, It’s the Headliner Travis Roberts and The Red Bull Icon Randy Boolzian in the definition of a grudge match. These two finally going head to head, one on one for the Unified Global Championship.

Hanson: You know The Blessed One is going to break Boolzian. That little punk doesn’t stand a chance against a true talent.

Vinegar: Not only the title on the line here, but also Randy Boolzian’s undefeated streak since joining the company also under very real threat. I’m hearing we’re ready to get this show going though so we’re going to throw it over to Mitchell Dennis with the announcements.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen the first contest of the night is a three on two handicap match, scheduled for one fall.

Vinegar: Here we go Hanson, Infinity is OFFICIALLY UNDER WAY!

Hanson: Great, great, hey is it possible to skip this match and go directly to Gabby’s match?

Vinegar: Please Hanson; don’t go down that road again. Last time you ended up upside down, inside a trashcan

Hanson: I can’t help it if Gabby’s Ex was jealous that I was hanging out with her.

Vinegar: Well here comes that man in the suit.

Hanson: I thought we fired him?

Vinegar: Well it appears not. Folks this man has not been seen on a GIW show, since the young Australian known as JK’s debut match.

Man: Cyclones are a natural part of the world. Although they occur in this world just like you or I did, they still pose a threat, GIW, this..............IS A CYCLONE WARNING!!!!!

Sirens hit the PA system, as a mixture of cheers and boos are heard throughout the arena

Hanson: MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP! I HATE THESE SIRENS!

The Sirens die down after about five seconds

Hanson: Oh thank god!

Rock you like a hurricane hits the PA system for JK’s entrance with the lights flickering to the usual green and gold.

Hanson: Damn JK’s still using that theme!

Vinegar: Man it’s been a while since we last saw a JK entrance on a GIW show.

JK makes his way out to the entrance ramp, hand-in-hand with Jasmine

Hanson: Heeey! Who’s that hottie that looks like Jennifer Love Hewitt?

Vinegar: First off, that’s JK’s Girlfriend Jasmine in her debut match. Secondly she is 15 years old like JK!

Hanson: Damn! Why do you have to burst my bubble every time Nick?

Vinegar: Because I care.

The fireworks go off as JK and Jasmine walk down to the Ring, JK high fiving the fans on the right hand side, and Jasmine waving at the fans on the left. JK climbs up the ring apron and holds the ropes apart for Jasmine to climb in. once in, JK does his usual taunt along with Jasmine giving her respect to the ref

Dennis: From Townsville in North Queensland Australia and Los Angeles respectfully, THIS IS ‘THE CYCLONE’ JK AND JASMINE!!! And introducing their tag team partner.....

Hanson: Oh boy, here comes that freak in the mask.....

Vinegar: Umm............Hanson?

Hanson: What Nick?

Vinegar points up to the rafters where an angry looking phantom stands, signalling that Hanson had better watch his mouth

Hanson: OK, OK sorry.

The arena looses all light apart from one single spotlight fixed on the entrance way.

Hanson: What happened to the lights?

Phantom of the Opera hits the PA system as Jane appears out of the back to where the spotlight is fixed. As the first female vocals hit, Janet starts to sing the lyrics to the song.

Hanson: Nick? Is she underage too? Or can I ogle her?

Vinegar: She’s 22 Hanson.

Hanson: WOOHOO!!!!!!!! HEY BABY WHATS GOIN ON OVER THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Phantom points at Hanson again and this time slices his thumb over his throat

Hanson: Fine I’ll shut up about………what’s her name again Nick?

Vinegar: Janet, Hanson.

Hanson: Ok I’ll stop talking about Janet…

Janet finishes her part when she gets inside the ring, and after 2 seconds; a second spotlight hits the arena, this time to a single platform of catwalk up in the rafters where Phantom is seen standing in his attire to sing the male vocals of his entrance theme. As he starts to sing, the platform begins to descend into the ring. The platform hits the center of the ring for both to sing the duet as the phantom steps off the platform and faces the right hand side of the crowd and taunts, he then does the same on the left hand side. After this Phantom walks to the corner as Janet leaves the ring to await his opponent

Dennis: From the Melbourne opera theater, THIS IS PHANTOM!

American Badass hits the P.A system as BeeB and A.D.D. make their way to the ring, accompanied by Sean Immies. A.D.D is busy looking at all the people taking photographs that he doesn’t even notice that BeeB has gone down to the ring

Hanson: Look at that moron, all he cares about is a little flashing light.

Vinegar: Now Sean Immies guiding Adolphus Davian Doom down to the ring to start the match.

Dennis: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and Thunder Bay, Ontario Canada respectfully, THIS IS BEEB ‘THE GREAT’ AND ADOLPHUS DAVIAN DOOM!

Vinegar: And here we go with this opening contest of the night, and it looks like it will be Phantom starting it off for JK’s Team.

Hanson: HA! Look at that coward running away from Phantom. He’s scared of someone who has to wear a mask!

Phantom glares at Hanson again, but this time rolls out and grabs Hanson by the scruff of the neck

Phantom: I will give you one last chance foolish mortal!

Phantom throws Hanson back into his chair and rolls in to start the match

Vinegar: You never learn do you?

Hanson: It’s got nothing to do with me; he’s just got an anger management issue.

Vinegar: Well none-the-less, the match will start with Phantom and A.D.D. and it looks as if A.D.D. doesn’t realize the bell has rung, and Phantom is just laying into him with those shots!

Hanson: I lay into yo momma every night.

Vinegar: And Phantom dragging A.D.D. to his corner and tagging in JK! JK climbs to the top rope and…………executes a BEAUTIFUL TOP ROPE TORNADO DDT!

Hanson: Ouch! That must have hurt!

Vinegar: JK goes for the pin as Hazel East makes the count,

Hazel: ONE!

Hazel: TW.....

Vinegar: NO! The big man powers out and just throws JK off of him and to the other side of the ring!

Hanson: Look at down under boy fly!

Vinegar: JK using the ropes to pull himself up as A.D.D. makes the tag to BeeB who immediately goes for the BeeB-D-T; But JK pushes him off and into the nearby Turnbuckles. BeeB walking out of the corner holding his back, and meets a PELE KICK BY JK!!!!

Hanson: And now JK tagging in Phantom, this is going to be fun!

Vinegar: Phantom beginning to laugh, he pulls up BeeB who snaps out of the daze from the Pele and is trying to run to his corner, but Phantom has a hold of BeeB’s arm!

Hanson: He’s not going anywhere nick! And Phantom pulls him in for a short arm clothesline!

Vinegar: Now we get to see the new girl of the company as Phantom makes the tag to Jasmine, who instantly takes to the Top rope, and now JK climbing into the ring and holding up the head of BeeB as phantom grabs the legs. Jasmine flips, and hits the Moonsault on BeeB.

Hanson: ........

Vinegar: What’s the matter Partner? You’re quieter than usual....

Hanson: That’s because almost every line I say about a diva usually ends up being vulgar or implying vulgar things!

Vinegar: True that, it’d probably be best if you said less during Jasmines portion of the match.

Hanson: Jazz with the pin,

Hazel: ONE!

Hazel: TWO!!!!

Vinegar: BeeB kicks out at two and.........HANG ON A MINUTE! A.D.D. IS CHARGING INTO THE RING, AND HE’S GOT A HOLD OF JASMINE AND IS JUST THROWING HER AROUND THE RING! PHANTOM AND JK CLIMBING INTO THE RING, JK GOING STRAIGHT AT ADOLPHUS, BUT HE CANT SEEM TO PULL HIM OFF, AND NOW A.D.D. IS LAYING IN THE BOOTS TO JASMINE!

Hanson: And look, as phantom is distracting Hazel, JK has gone and grabbed a shiny metal Hubcap and thrown it out of the ring. That idiot Adolphus Davian Doom is going right after the metal object to look at his reflection!
Vinegar: Now the young Australian is checking on his Girlfriend as phantom climbs the turnbuckle, Hazel still trying to get him out, but to no avail, THE FINAL NOTE IS HIT!!!!!!! And now Jasmine realising this is her opportunity, grabbing BeeB and, HITS THE LOOSING BET!!!!

Hanson: YES! YES! GO FOR THE PIN!!!

Vinegar: And Jasmine covers BeeB

Hazel and Crowd: ONE!

Hazel and Crowd: TWO!!!!

Hazel and Crowd: THREE!!!!!!!

Vinegar: ITS OVER! JK, PHANTOM, AND JASMINE GET THE WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sweet about me hits the PA as all three celebrate the win

Dennis: Here are your winners, JK, Jasmine, and the Phan.........

Hanson: WAIT A.D.D. DOESNT REALISE THE MATCH IS OVER AND HAS GONE BACK TO ATTACKING JASMINE, HES THROWN HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL POST!
Vinegar: JK going right after A.D.D. as Sean Immies is trying to call him off, but it may be too late; Jasmine is not moving at all!

Vinegar: But that’s not going to stop him, JK drop kicking A.D.D, making him bend over just like yo momma Nick.

JK: CATEGORY FIVE!!!!!!!

Vinegar: You can see the emotion pouring out of JK as he goes for what appears to be, YES! HE HIT THE CYCLONE ON A.D.D.!

Hanson: Adolphus rolling out and heading backstage holding his head as JK checks on his Girlfriend.

JK: GET A FUCKING EMT OUT HERE! HURRY!

Vinegar: Look at JK, looks as if he’s about to burst in anger!

Hanson: Yeah well you would too if this happened to your girlfriend if you have ever had one!

Vinegar: I happen to be happily married, with three children and two grandchildren Hanson.

Hanson: Wow, you learn something new every day.

Vinegar: as you can see folks, Dr. Professor is coming out here with a stretcher and is loading the young Lady onto the stretcher, and taking her backstage, and you can only imagine the mental anguish that JK is feeling right now.

JK: I’M GONNA KILL YOU DOOM!

Vinegar: And now JK’s friend Phantom his helping to get JK backstage. And we will have a medical update for all of you at home, later in the programme.

JK, Phantom & Jazz : 11

ADD & BeeB : -1

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Welcome back, we’re here in the Allstate Arena in Chicago for the first Global Impact Wrestling Pay Per View of 2009, Infinity. Up next, a match everyone here has been waiting for, it’s the first round of the GIW Search for it’s Most Valuable Asset.

Hanson: Chief Nigga! Yeah!

Vinegar: I didn’t think you’d go with Boss P’s name for it.

Hanson: I just automatically go against whatever you say.

Vinegar: Good point.

Kickstart my Heart starts to play to a great ovation from the crowd.

Dennis: The following contest is an 8 man…

Hanson: Person! My Gabby is in it!

Dennis: Yes, thank you, you loud bastard. The following contest is an 8 person battle royale match-up. The competitors will enter two by two at three minute intervals. Introducing first, from Albion Indiana, weighing in at 190lbs! The Most Resilient Man in GIW, Brandooooon Brown!

Brandon walks down from the top of the ramp, stopping to pose occasionally. He slides into the ring and poses again on the turnbuckle.

Hanson: Hey, I just thought of something.

Vinegar: Are you ok?

Hanson: Bit of a headache but I’ll live. Anyway, this is going to be one of huge matches where I’m going to have to do play by play again aren’t I?

Vinegar: Oh God, not again, not on Pay Per View.

Hanson: What’re we going to do?

??: Maybe I can help.

Vinegar: Jim Ross?

JR: That’s me.

Vinegar: It’d be an honour.

Hanson: Hey, what am I supposed to do then?

JR: I brought you a colouring book.

Hanson: Oooo.

Hanson takes the book and a small pack of wax crayons and sits down on the floor by the announce table as Jim Ross takes his seat.

Vinegar: Nice hat.

JR: Thanks, you too.

Crimson Ghosts starts to play as the arena lights strobe red. We wait as the chorus kicks in but no-one appears. The arena is quiet as the music keeps playing.

Vinegar: The Crimson Ghost doesn’t seem to be here. Brandon Brown seems unsure what’s going on and referee Hazel East has no choice but to start to count him out.

1! 2! 3! 4! 5!

The Crimson Ghost finally charges full pelt out from the back, still wearing a set of ill fitting biker leather.

6! 7! 8!

Vinegar: The Crimson Ghost down here just in time though I don’t know what’s going on with the get up.

JR: Something tells me we probably don’t want to know. This one is underway though and Brandon Brown wasting no time in going on the offensive, stomping down as soon as the Crimson Ghost slides into the ring.

Vinegar: Ghost fighting against it though trying to push himself up. Brandon adjusting with those clubbing blows to the back of the head. Irish whip sets the Ghost in motion.

JR: The luchadore on the rebound and tossed up into the air, back body drop by Brown.

Vinegar: Great athleticism though as he manages to roll through and land on his feet. Quick roll up!

1!

2!

Vinegar: No, kick out by Brandon as The Crimson Ghost tries to steal one early on.

JR: Quick lock up by these two, Brandon taking advantage with an arm wrench. Ghost rolls through though sweeps the legs. Quick pin but another kick out.

Vinegar: Straight into the arm drag by Ghost. Brandon back to his feet and retaliates with one of his own. Ghost on the run, Brandon looks like he went for the sidewalk slam but countered into the Headscissor takeover by the masked luchadore.

JR: Ghost sets himself off running again. Steps over Brown who throws himself at his feet. Leapfrog by him as Ghost returns and a stiff dropkick on the third time across. Goes to lock in a crossface style submission but Ghost scrambles out under the bottom rope.

Vinegar: Possibly good timing, the clock on the Globaltron is counting down.

Crowd: 10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

Dennis: The next contestants, Chassie Fear and Gabrielle Madison Montgomery!

Vinegar: Both women in this match entering at once. Chassie Fear charging down and into the ring, maybe looking to exact a measure of revenge for her defeat at Brandon’s hands at Sentinel last week. Gabrielle taking her time making her way down to ringside.

JR: Chassie into the ring and opening up on Brandon now with those right forearms. Driving him back to the ropes. Irish whip and flying forearm on the rebound. Chass off the ropes now.

Vinegar: No, Gabrielle grabs her foot from outside and drops her face first onto the mat.

JR: Crimson Ghost on the other side, springboard leg drop into the centre of the ring. Hooks the legs.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Yet another kick out by Brandon Brown. Gabrielle up on the apron now. Slingshot elbow drop to the back of Chassie Fear then locking that grounded headlock.
JR: Well that’s the key in a match like this, chances are you’re going to be in for the long haul and a move like that will grind down your opponent with minimal effort.

Vinegar: So nice to sit next to someone who knows what they’re talking about.

JR: Nice not to have an angry rich guy shouting in my ear.

Vinegar: Crimson Ghost back in control of Brandon Brown. Slams him back down with a scoop slam and headed to the top rope. Brandon getting back to his feet just in time to eat a missile dropkick.

JR: Chassie Fear fighting back against Gabrielle, pushing up to her feet. Shoves her off and sends her running into the corner. Follows her in, clothesline. No, Gabrielle ducks it and counters with the forearm shots.

Vinegar: Ghost with Brandon up again on the opposite side. Gabrielle and the Ghost on the same page, Irish whips send Brandon Brown and Chassie Fear onto a collision course in the middle of the ring.

JR: I think their heads collided and they’re down.

10! 9! 8!

Vinegar: Ghost with the pin attempt on Brown. Gabrielle covering Chass.

1!

2!

Vinegar: No, kick outs from both.

Crowd: 4! 3! 2! 1!

Dennis: Introducing the next competitors! Andy Savana and Moss ‘The Auteur’ Edwaaaaards!

Vinegar: The Crimson Ghost and Gabrielle, seemingly working together at least for the time being, their focus now on the two men making their way to the ring. Savana jumps over the top rope as the Crimson Ghost slides out to the arena floor again.

JR: Gabrielle lets Moss get in through the middle ropes then nails him with a dropkick.

Vinegar: Ghost back on the apron. Shoulder to Savana’s gut through the ropes. Slingshot Sunset Flip.

1!

2!

3!

Vinegar: Thanks for playing Savana. Better luck next time.

Dennis: Andy Savana has been eliminated! The Crimson Ghost advances!

Vinegar: That’s our first qualifier for the semi-finals. The Crimson Ghost making his way back up the ramp and I don’t think Savana can believe it, but hey, that’s what happens when you don’t show up for two weeks.

JR: Damn straight. Gabrielle clotheslines Moss over the top rope to the outside. Probably not what he was expecting as he came in but he’s regrouping with Ms Harding on the outside.

Vinegar: Gabrielle’s attention still clearly focussed on The Auteur on the outside, she hasn’t seen Chassie and Brandon get to their feet. Chass spins her around. Angels Wings! Pin attempt.

1!

2!

Vinegar: No, kick out by the Diamond Princess. Brandon Brown up too, just picks up Chass and puts her down with a vertical suplex.

JR: Moss on the outside sees the safe opportunity to get into this one and slides back in. Catches Brown as he gets up with the swinging neck breaker and now he’s the only one standing.

Vinegar: Dragging Brandon towards the ropes. Slings himself up, bounces the back off his thighs off the top rope into a moonsault. Pin.

1!

2!

Vinegar: No, still unable to put Brandon Brown away and Moss just got clocked with the clothesline from Chassie Fear. She’s got him back up, irish whip. Crossbody block. No, Moss slid under it and Chass sailed over. Back to her feet and Edwards with the Hurracanrana.

JR: Rolls right over to her feet. Hoisting her up, trying to turn her over. Elevated Boston Crab submission hold.

Vinegar: Brandon Brown and Gabrielle each recovered, exchanging blows on the other side of the ring. Gabrielle starting to get the upper hand but Brandon rakes the eyes and follows up with a scoop slam. Heads to the top rope.

JR: Chassie Fear manages to get to the ropes and breaks the hold. Moss let’s go and he sees Brandon in the precarious position on the ropes. Flies across the ring and up to meet him. Maybe looking for a Superplex type manoeuvre.

Vinegar: Brandon not going to go down easily though, the two exchanging blows at the top of the ropes.

JR: Gabrielle back up. Springboard dropkick! She just sent both men careering to the arena floor

Crowd: 10! 9! 8!

Vinegar: Chassie is up, holding that lower back but she’s caught Gabrielle unaware and thrown her between the ropes to the arena floor too.

Crowd: 5! 4! 3!

Vinegar: Here we go! Last two men about to head into this match.

Crowd: 2! 1!

There’s a huge pop as the buzzer heralds the arrival of Donovan Hastings and Alex Kiseragi. They both charge down the ramp, Alex shedding his Gi jacket as he goes, tossing behind him. Katie follows slowly behind, slightly dumbstruck by the crowd. She picks up the Gi as she reaches it and heads down to ringside as Alex dives in through the bottom and middle ropes, Hastings sliding under the bottom.

Vinegar: Chassie Fear headed to the top rope. I think she wants to hit the three stars on the outside but Hastings with different ideas, shakes the ropes and drops The Dark Rose spread eagle.

JR: I’m assured that hurts just as much for women. Hastings pulls her backward into a tree of woe position and stomping away on her.

Vinegar: Kiseragi just told Hastings to get out of the way as he charges in himself. The Lord of Pain uncharacteriscally listening to someone else steps aside as the Dragon hits that big hesitation basement dropkick.

JR: Hastings now taking exception to being told what to do and turning the boot on Kiseragi, driving him back out under the bottom rope.

Vinegar: Oh, Kiseragi’s feet hadn’t even hit the floor and he ate a spear from Brandon Brown who’s pummelling him on the ground.

JR: Chassie just dropped back to the mat, Hastings quickly sweeping her up with a modified side back belly suplex. Into a bridging Indian Death Lock, cranking back on the neck and legs.

Vinegar: Gabrielle slid back up into the ring. Set off running, oh! Snap low dropkick to the face of the defenceless Chassie Fear. I think she caught Hastings fingers too as he breaks the hold. He’s just noticed who it was and I don’t think he’s happy.

JR: Look out on the outside, Irish whip by Brandon Brown, countered by Kiseragi who just sent him back first into the barrier. Following up with those brutal kicks across the chest.

Vinegar: Hastings with some harsh words for Gabrielle and shoves her back. Gabrielle with a shove of her own and The Lord of Pain has had enough. Standing STO and yes, he’s locked in the Hands of Fate!

JR: Chassie’s trying to recover in the corner but I think she’s forgotten about Moss Edwards who’s just climbed up behind her. Spins her round, Double Arm Tornado DDT!

Vinegar: Gabrielle fighting to break that hold. She pushing her feet up into a bridge, and, great athleticism as she manages to step over herself and onto her feet, breaking the hold. Flings Hastings over with a Monkey Flip.

JR: This fight is still going on on the outside. Kiseragi still in control as he comes off the apron with the knee.

Vinegar: Moss turning back to Gabrielle in the middle of the ring. He just hit her with the Flop. Hastings back up, seems he’s had enough of the Perfect Beauty and goes after the prone Dark Rose.

JR: Sorry to interrupt but on the outside these two aren’t just exchanging blows, they’re exchanging super kicks right in front of us. I’ve never seen anything like it and I don’t know how either of them can stay standing.

Vinegar: I think Chassie was less vulnerable then Hastings thought, she just hit him with a low blow, Hazel East distracted by Moss’s cover on Gabrielle that scored a 2 count.

JR: Chass headed to the top rope, could be a moonsault. No, Hastings to his feet and punches her legs out from under her. He’s got her arms out, looking to finish this one right here! Inevitability! Shoulders down!

1!

2!

3!

Dennis: Chassie Fear has been eliminated! Donovan Hastings advances!

Vinegar: There’s been a lot of speculation how that man would do in this Tournament and it looks like it’s going well, The Lord of Pain is in the Semi Finals.

JR: Moss Edwards and Gabrielle have both been trying to catch their breath at the edge of the ring but they’re back to their feet and exchanging blows. Moss ducks a clothesline and goes behind, bridging German Suplex.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Another kick out and this one has turned out to be a real…

Both: Slobber Knocker!

Vinegar: Moss hoisting her back up, Irish Whip, Spinebuster! The Auteur headed to the top rope now. Moonsault! Gabrielle rolling away but Edwards manages to land on his feet.

JR: These two still brawling on the outside, Brandon just hit a Whisper in the Wind off our announce table and both men are down.

Vinegar: Gabrielle trying to get back up and The Auteur is lining up his shot. We know what this means. Cutting Room, springboards! Desperation counter! Gabrielle catches Moss in mid air with the GaBuster!

JR: Kiseragi and Brandon trying to get up but neither quite there, slinging clubbing blows at each other from the ground.

Vinegar: Gabrielle going high risk this time. Moss able to get up onto all fours. Gabrielle, double foot stomp! Drives Moss’s face back into the mat like a giant curb stomp! Pin.

1!

2!

3!

Dennis: Moss Edwards is eliminated! Gabrielle advances!

Vinegar: That’s got to be disappointing for him but I have no doubt he’ll be back.

JR: Brandon Brown finally back up and rolls Kiseragi into the ring. Brown in and drags the Dragon up. Side belly to belly suplex. Looking for the figure four, but Alex gets to the ropes.

Vinegar: What a great match-up to end this one on. I don’t think there’s two more equally matched competitors in this company. They’ve come to blows more than once, each taking home wins. Physically, the same height and Brandon giving away a mere 8 pounds in weight.

JR: Brandon in control now though. Here’s got to be tiring though.

Vinegar: Brown placing Kiseragi in the corner, lighting him up with those chops. Whip across the ring, reversed by The Dragon.

JR: Running dropsault in the corner, Kiseragi lands on his feet and hit’s the spinning wheel kick in the corner. Jumps onto the top rope, Super Star press! Pin!

1!

2!

Vinegar: Not enough. Alex getting him up, headlock takeover into the middle of the ring and he climbs out onto the apron, waiting for Brandon to get back to his feet. Slingshot, Serpantsault! Rolled up.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Still not enough. Kip up by the Dragon, off the ropes, standing shooting star press. Pin.

1!

2!

Vinegar: Still no and Kiseragi getting frustrated.

JR: Can’t blame him. Alex off the ropes again, Brandon recovering enough to go at his feet though, Alex steps over and Brandon springs up to throw him over the ropes.

Vinegar: Brandon Brown stopping to pose for the crowd and get his breath back. He hasn’t seen Alex skin the cat. Springboard side kick! No Brandon sees it just in time and sidesteps. Kick to the gut, he’s got Kiseragi up on is shoulders. Go To Sleep! This could be it.

JR: He’s not going for the cover though, he’s rolled Alex over. Got that arm locked, Cattle Mutilation! He’s got the perfect bridge and it’s locked right in.

Vinegar: Surely Kiseragi has got to tap! Wait, Alex just managed to push himself over, he’s rolled himself on top! Brown’s shoulders pressed into the mat!

1!

2!

3!

Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Brandon Brown has been eliminated! Alex Kiseragi advances!

Vinegar: That’s it. Our qualifiers for the tournament semi-finals, The Crimson Ghost, Donovan Hastings, Gabrielle and Alex Kiseragi.

JR: That was quite a match. I’ve got to be heading off now though. Got a barbecue to attend.

Vinegar: It was a pleasure.

JR gets up from the announce table, shakes Nick’s hand and magically disappears.

Vinegar: You ok down there partner?

Hanson: Hmm, is it done?

Vinegar: Yup.

Hanson: Look.

Hanson proudly holds up a poorly coloured in picture of a butterfly.

Vinegar: Very good. Do you think he looks like me?

Hanson: Nope, you’re much fatter.

Vinegar: Ha de ha. Next up we’re going to see one of your favourites, Chinatsu Chen take on the Monster Dredd.


Andy Savana : -3

Chassie Fear : -2

Moss Edwards : 10

Brandon Brown : 11

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The scene cuts to Boss P’s locker room where Boss P and JK can be seen.

Boss P: WELL IF IT AINT THA GEE AYEE DUBULYAS RESIDENT AUSSIE! TEEL ME MAYTE, WHAT CAN YALL BOSS DO FO YA?

JK: As you no doubt saw, my Girlfriend was sent to hospital because of ADD’s actions.

Boss P: YEA I SAW DAT NIGGA HURT THAT NIGGETTE, DONT YO WORRY YALL BLACK ASS, YO BOSS WEEL TAKE CARE O EET.

JK: Mate, you don’t understand, I want revenge on him, and I want to show him the pain that I went through when he sent Jasmine to hospital!

Boss P: AIGHT, NEXT SENTINEL EET WEEL BE, THE AUSSIE NIGGA JK VS. THE IMMIES NIGGA!

JK: I don’t want Immies; he tried to get ADD out of there. I want Adolphus Davian Doom in a street fight!
*Boss P mulls over it for a second*

Boss P: ALLRYTE! NEXT TIME DA WINDOW LICKING NIGGA SHOWS HIS FACE, WHICH MAY BE A CONSIDERABLE TIME, JK VS. ADD IN A HARDCORE MATCH! YOU GOT IT NEEGA!

JK: Thanks Boss P.

Vinegar: Well, if ADD ever shows his face again it looks like he’s got a match in the offing

Hanson: Yeah, like that’s gonna happen

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have just gotten word, if you are just joining us, Jasmine was brutally attacked by ADD in the first match we had, she was rushed to the Chicago General Hospital, where the doctors diagnosed her with a Mild concussion. Meaning Jasmine will be out of action for at least the next two weeks.

Hanson: Yeah that is a bummer, but the show must go on, let’s get straight into the next match.

Vinegar: We’ve got the Monster Dredd against the beautiful Chinatsu Chen coming up next. First let’s have a look at a video package of what brought us to this point.

[Dredd with the huge running big boot and the subsequent beating.]

[Dredd with the backstage attack the following week.]

[Chinatsu Chen with the massive knee that knocked Dredd out on last week’s show.]

Vinegar: It’s looks like Chinatsu Chen is coming out first.

"Warrior's Code," By Dropkick Murphys

The bagpipes hit the PA, and the fans go nuts, as Chinatsu comes out with Crimson Ghost, and she is smiling and bubbly, exchanging "V for Victory" signs with audience members all the way down to the ring, before sliding in and awaiting The Monster.

Hanson: Ghost is psyching Chen up. She is looking a little nervous.

“Divine” by Korn

The lights in the arena drop out. The crowd is booing deeply. A single spotlight shines on the stage and Dredd walks out into the light. He stands there as machine gun style pyro goes off along the rampway, and the lights fade back to normal. Dredd has a brewski in one hand and is drinking from it as he makes his way to the ring.

Hanson: The Monster is lacking focus. He’s not even sober for this match.

Vinegar: Dredd’s been known to drink before matches before.

Hanson: The Monster has made his way into the ring and he is gesturing to Owen Peterson… It looks like he is telling him to send Crimson Ghost to the back.

Vinegar: The Ghost is arguing with Peterson. And Peterson appears to be agreeing with Ghost. It looks like he has said stay out of the match and you can stay.

Hanson: Peterson is explaining what he has told Ghost to Dredd. Peterson turns around and is looking at us here.

Vinegar: Dredd just hit the Crimson Ghost with his beer bottle. Ghost charges Dredd just in time for Peterson to see it. That bottle shot to head won’t help The Crimson Ghost in the Chief Nigga semi-finals.

Hanson: The Crimson Ghost is making his way to the back.

[DING! DING! DING!]

Vinegar: Dredd is feeling confident here. He is telling Chen to come forward. He’s daring Chen to hit him.

Hanson: Chen with rapid punches into Dredd’s gut. He’s laughing and he shoves her back into the ropes.

Vinegar: Dredd is still calling her forward. He’s telling her to hit him again. Dredd shoves Chinatsu to the mat. He’s standing over her. He’s demanding she get up.

Hanson: Chinatsu gets to her feet. Dredd is leaning over. He’s daring the girl to give him her best shot on the jaw.

Vinegar: CHEN JUST ROCKED DREDD WITH THAT RIGHT FIST! Dredd is staggering back. He stands up and rubs his jaw. He looks at Chen and laughs. I think he thinks that was a fluke shot.

Hanson: He does because he is challenging Chen to do it again. OH SHIT! That right fist has sent Dredd staggering again. He drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope. He is gathering is senses outside the ring.

Vinegar: Chen is bouncing now. She is calling Dredd back into the ring. Dredd takes his time and walks up the stairs and steps in over the top rope. Look at that, Dredd is telling Peterson to check Chen’s gloves.

Hanson: Is checking the gloves… OH ASSHOLE!! Dredd just flattened Owen Peterson with an avalanche, crushing Chen in the corner in the process. Dredd is punching Chen in the face.

Vinegar: Peterson is out cold here. Dredd has Chen bailed up in the corner and is just going nuts on Chen. He pulls Chen out of the corner and lifts in the air and BOOM! Sends her crashing into the mat.

Hanson: Dredd just stomped the heel of his boot down into the face of Chinatsu. He is just being brutal here. The prick just wants to hurt Chinatsu. Elbowdrop.

Vinegar. Dredd picks Chinatsu up over his head and and…

Hanson: OH SHIT!! He just through like a javelin, face first into the turnbuckle. She could be in trouble here.

Vinegar: Chen is crumped in a heap on the mat. What’s Dredd doing?

Hanson: Dredd is climbing the turnbuckle. He is on the top rope now. He’s jumping off. NO!!

Vinegar: Lucky for Chen there, she rolled out of the way, because if she didn’t he wouldn’t landed a brutal double stomp on her head there. Daniel, I think it’s official. Dredd doesn’t want to beat Chinatsu… he wants to kill Chinatsu.

Hanson: Someone has to stop. Oh, Peterson is starting to move. Dredd sees him. Peterson’s back is turned as he gets to his feet… OH SHIT! Dredd kicked Peterson in the back of the head and he’s out again.

Vinegar: Chen just jumped on Dredd’s back. He’s spinning in circles trying to get her off.

Hanson: She is punching Dredd in the head. NO! The Monster has caught by the hair and he just FLIPPED HER OVER HIS HEAD AND SENT HER TO THE MAT. Dredd follows up with a pair of knees to the face.

Vinegar: I think Dredd has drawn blood from Chen’s nose. Dredd is raking the eyes of Chinatsu.

Hanson: He’s not taking the eyes, Nick. He’s trying to gouge them out.

Vinegar: No wonder they call him the Monster. Dredd has picked up Chen up into the air and dropped her across his knee

Hanson: Dredd is completely in control at the moment.

Vinegar: Dredd is tying Chen up into the ropes.

Hanson: He’s picking up a chair. No!!

Vinegar: He’s back in the ring. He’s running at Chen with the chair. NO!! He’s just crashed that chair into the face of Chen.

Hanson: He hit her so hard so came unravelled.

Vinegar: Peterson has woken and sees Dredd with the chair in his hand. Peterson grabs it off him. Dredd is stalking after Peterson. Chen on her feet and chops Dredd down with a shoulder block to the back of knees. Chen is on top punching into the back of Dredd’s skull.

Hanson: Dredd is covering up. Chen jumps up and drops back down with an elbow. She’s pumped. Even though she has taken a beaten and bloodied she is still standing up to Dredd.

Vinegar: Dredd is up. Chen is bouncing. Dredd charges, but she ducks under a clothesline. She bounces off the ropes and comes back and goes for a jumping clothesline on Dredd. She hits him, but he only staggers.

Hanson: She hits the ropes and comes back at Dredd. She hits with another clothesline but he only staggers again. Chen goes back to the ropes and comes again.

Vinegar: OH NO!! The firecracker was rocked with a massive clothesline and flies back wards. Chen gets up. Dredd charges at her and she ducks under another clothesline attempt. He turns and chases her.

Hanson: Chinatsu just ran up the ropes like they were a set of stairs…

Vinegar: DID YOU SEE THAT!! SHE JUST SPRINGBOARDED BACKWARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE OVER DREDD!!

Hanson: AND SHE TOOK HIM DOWN WITH A REVERSE DDT!!!

Vinegar: She held on… Chinatsu has locked into a vicious looking arm bar here.

Hanson: That’s Dredd’s right shoulder, the one he dislocates all the time. He’s screaming in pain!!

Vinegar: Dredd trying to reach Chen with his free arm, but no he’s stopped struggling. Peterson is checking his arm

Hanson: HE LIFTS IT UP!! IT DROPS!!

Vinegar: HE LIFTS AGAIN!! IT DROPS!!

Hanson: Chinatsu is just a second away from winning this match.
Vinegar: Peterson has raised Dredd’s hand again…

Hanson: IT DROPS!! IT DROPS!! IT DROPS!!

Vinegar: Chinatsu Chen has just beat Dredd!

Hanson: YES!!

Dennis: Your winner, by submission, CHINASTU CHEN!!!


Chinatsu Chen : 7

Dredd: 5

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

“Immortal” hits the arena, and the fans begin to unanimously boo, in anticipation of the first semi-finalist.

Dennis: The Next match is the first Semi Final of the GIW Global Challenge 2009, and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Hartford, Conneticut, he is the ‘Lord of Pain’, The Immortal, DOOOONOOOVAN HAAAASTIIIIINGS!

Hanson: The Lord is one step closer to his destiny...Chief Nigga Hastings!

Vinegar: You sure about that, you do remember he’s facing Gabrielle next don’t you?

Hanson: It’s a travesty I know, why couldn’t they have faced in the final, then we could have called the whole thing a draw.

Vinegar: I’m not sure the fans at the arena, or those that paid to get this intense night beamed directly into their houses would be to happy with that...

Hanson: Well that goes to prove what you think means very little, Nick. A Niggalicious Chief and Chiefette , no-one could ask for more...

Vinegar: I am so glad your influence spreads no further than this booth, I truly am...

Hanson: That’s because you know I’d get someone competent in to do your job...

Vinegar: I’d like to see you try and find someone who’d willingly put up with your incredulous ranting’s week in week out for hours at a time...do you realise how long ago the break seems to me?

Hanson: Frankly my concern for your feelings is very minimal...I’d rather talk about Hastings...

Vinegar: He gets a chance to show his absent ex how it should be done, Calypso failed on many occasion to get the best of Gabby, is their really any chance Hastings fragile mind can do any better?

Hanson: Fragile? Pfft! Hastings is one of the only true genius’ in this business, only the likes of ‘The Revolution’ can compare to him intellectually. Gabby is sure as hell tenacious and good to look at, but she can’t match the Lord in terms of decision making...proven by the fact she has yet to accept my marriage proposal...

“Envy” Hits the stadium PA, and all the men in the audience fall silent and avert their attention to the ramp, where Gabby stands, less elegantly than usual, with her eyes fixed on the ring ahead.

Dennis: And introducing his opponent, from Auckland, New Zealand, The Diamond Princess...GAAAAAAAAABRRIEEEEEEEEEELE!!!!

Vinegar: Let’s go back a minute...you proposed? How are you still in one piece?

Hanson: I didn’t do it in person! I sent a card...anonymously...it WAS Valentine ’s Day yesterday...but I wouldn’t expect you to have any reason to know that...

Vinegar: if you sent it anonymously, how did you expect to get a reply?

Hanson: She’d recognise my handwriting?

Vinegar: I worry about you at times, I really do.

Hanson: Worry about yourself, and do it quietly, Gabby is getting in the ring, I always enjoy watching that...

Vinegar: I’m sure you do...but apparently Donovan Hastings is not such a fan, and he doesn’t wait for Gabby to regain her posture before charging at her and taking her down.

Hanson: Oh Donovan, you could have waited...

Vinegar: And Hazel East, who’s taking charge of this match, comes across and drags him off, sending him back to his corner...and she then signals for the bell, and the match is now, officially underway. And Donovan is straight back on Gabby and they lock up, but Donovan overpowers her, and tosses her backwards to the canvas.

Hanson: He’s not just smarter, he is stronger...I commend Gabby for trying, but I’m not sure she can compete with men for such a sustained period...sure one match a week, she can be plucky and grab a few surprising wins...but a battle royal...and then another match...I think we’re about to see her limit...

Vinegar: Well Gabby isn’t quite as defeatist as you are, and she gets back to her feet, and throws herself straight back into another collar and elbow tie up...

Hanson: But just to prove my point she is thrown backwards once more as Hastings raises his arms to the skies and looks around himself, taunting the baying fans.

Vinegar: but Gabby gets straight back up, same routine, they lock up...but this time Gabby has used her speed and she has slipped behind Donovan, clutching his wrist behind his back...

Hanson: But the Lord just throws his elbow behind and slams it into ‘Pro Wrestling’s Princesses’ face, and Gabby has no choice but to break the hold, and Hastings spins round and grabs Gabby round the waist...Belly to Belly Suplex!

Vinegar: Gabby slams into the canvas as Hastings gets back to his feet and walks over Gabby, and locks in a side headlock, squeezing the life out of Gabby’s skull...

Hanson: I hope he doesn’t get carried away, I’m not sure Gabby would look so good after reconstructive surgery on a shattered skull!

Vinegar: It’s a risk she takes every time she steps in the ring with GIW’s best, but to date she’s done a fine job, and she’s now struggling against Hastings, but her attempts to break free are fruitless.

Hanson: She takes up a different option and stretches out for the ropes, but she is about an inch away...

Vinegar: Now it’s about willpower, as She tries to drag herself towards the ropes, she edges forwards...half an inch away....centimetres...

Hanson: But Hastings tightens his grips and pushes both their bodies back using his legs...

Vinegar: Gabby stretches out once more, and starts the slow climb towards the ropes again, but she is obviously being drained by this move...

Hanson: In a matter of moments, this ones gonna be all over, and frankly I’m grateful it’s been so painless...I’m just glad she hasn’t had to take Inevitability...

Vinegar: Don’t speak so soon...she is just centimetres away again...btu Hastings arches back once more...Gabby raises her hands...and finally she manages to gain purchase on Hastings face and rakes it, in doing so she breaks the hold...

Hanson: That was a bad move on so many levels, she could have protected her looks and gone out with a respectable defeat...now she’s angered the Lord, who is remonstrating with Hazel East, demanding Gabrielle be disqualified...

Vinegar: Gabby uses the ropes to get back to her feet, shakes herself back into focus, quickly bounces off the ropes, leaps in the air and takes the distracted Hastings down with a flying leg scissors...

Hanson: She pulled that out of the bag...but how much longer can she keep pulling rabbits from her hat...

Vinegar: She does look like she’s feeling the strain of a second match in a night, but then again Hastings is starting to show some signs of tiring...both are climbing to their feet, and Gabby is the first to respond, and hip tosses the advancing Hastings to the floor, and quickly drops a leg over his throat...and goes for a quick cover...1...2...

Hanson: No! The Lord kicks out...

Vinegar: Gabby’s adrenaline is pumping now...she gets back to her feet, and picks up Hastings by the hair, kicks him in the stomach, then executes a vicious hairpull curb stomp, throwing him in front of the turnbuckle...The Diamond Princess then leaps...Split Legged Moonsault...

Hanson: No! The Lord raises his knees and Gabrielle goes tumbling to the floor clutching her midsection...and The lord gets to his feet, clutching his neck, but shaking his head as best he can...he then stomps away at Gabby’s midsection before pulling her to her feet...and planting her back on the canvas with a Gut Buster...

Vinegar: And Gabby is squirming on the canvas now, her midsection has taken quite a beating here...

Hanson: She should have tapped out when she had the chance...Hastings approaches Gabby...THE HANDS OF FATE...he’s got it locked in...this is over...she must take this opportunity to quit....she’s got some good spots to talk about, butt heirs nothing wrong with tapping now...

Vinegar: how can she tap, her hands can’t move...but she doesn’t need it as she grabs Hastings neck with her long legs and twists him off...

Hanson: She’s going to regret that...

Vinegar: Regardless, despite the brutality shown so far, she is continuing to keep going, and she picks up Donovan and takes him back down with a swift Enzurugi, then she slaps on a submission hold of her own, a Camel Clutch...she’s working on that neck, and The Lord Of Pain screams out in...well...pain...

Hanson: He’ll not quit, the guy is a master of Submisisons...

Vinegar: maybe he should, he’s had some good spots, there would be nothing wrong with tapping now...

Hanson: Just be quiet will you...

Vinegar: Not likely, as Gabby puts more pressure on The Lord, Hazel asks him if he quits, and typically he claims he never will...

Hanson: And now he starts the curve his back, and starts struggling to his feet, Gabby struggle to apply more pressure, but Hastings manages to rise...he then charges back towards the turnbuckle, crushing Gabrielle and breaking the hold.

Vinegar: And both competitors crumble to the ground, The Diamond Princess clutching her midsection, Hastings holding his neck and writhing on the floor in agony...both competitors have already given so much tonight, I can barely imagine either of them wrestling one more match...but if the desire to win is really there, they’ll have to.

Hanson: I gotta say I agree with you, both of these stars have given each other a run for their money...I thought Hastings would dominate, but either one could take it...

Vinegar: Thank you Captain Obvious...Gabby props herself up against the turnbuckle...she seems out of it right now...Hastings back on his feet...running knee smash to Gabby’s face...

Hanson: He slowly grabs her by the hair and drags her from the turnbuckle and tosses her to the middle of the canvas on her back, he then turns and climbs the ropes, pausing at the top to regain his breath...he turns...MOONSAULT...and a cover....1...2...

Vinegar: Gabby gets a shoulder up...Donovan pounds the mat in frustration...and gets back to his feet....he drags Gabrielle up once more...and whips her to the ropes...Gabby reverses and charges...

Hanson: Hastings gets his foot up, and Gabby almost collapses, but he grabs her, and heaves her onto the top rope...climbs up...OH GOD HE’LL BREAK HER...

Vinegar: INEVITABILITY!!!! COVER...






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Vinegar: FOOT ON THE ROPE! GABBY GETS HER FOOT ON THE ROPE!

Hanson: Dear god! She is going to kill herself, all to lose...Hastings looks up in despair, and climbs to his feet once more...He pulls Gabby to her feet...

Vinegar: Punch to the midsection from Gabrielle...DOUBLE D DD...

Hanson:NO!Hastings breaks it with a punch of his own...grabs Gabrielle’s head, hoists her in the air...DESTINY’S CA...

Vinegar: NO! Gabby twists and drops to the floor behind Hastings, managing to put him in a reverse headlock...REVERSE DOUBLE D DDT!!!...COVER...






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3!!!!

Dennis: Heeeeeere is your wiiiiiner, and advancing to the FINAL! GAAAAAAAABRIEEEEEEEEEEELLLE!!!

Hanson: I can’t believe it...

Vinegar: She did it, she progresses, what a match, both of the individuals in that match gave everything they had just to reach the final, and no matter what happens from here Gabby has proven she can go toe to toe with GIW’s best male athletes...

Hanson: I never had any doubt...I always knew she could win this...I always had complete faith...

Vinegar: Sure you did...Gabby makes her way to the back, clutching the guard rail for support, as Donovan Hastings get’s to his knees and clasps his head in his hands and screams to the gods.

Hanson: What the hell is he doing here?

Vinegar: Diamond Jack has come rushing down the ramp, and is trying to give Gabby support, but she pushes him away, but he refuses to take no for an answer, hooks her arm around his neck and shoulders and helps her walk to the back...

Hanson: Somebody better check she isn’t concussed...he could get away with foul things if left unsupervised with her...

Vinegar: Oh please...


Hastings : 12

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Hanson: Do we really need to watch the next match? Can’t we just save everyone a lot of time and effort and crown Gabby Chief Nigga right now...

Vinegar: Welcome back folks, despite Daniels mutterings the next match is set to be a fantastic encounter, it’s the second Semi-Final, and the Crimson Ghost will go head to head with former Global Heavyweight Champion, The Dragon, Alex Kiseragi...

Hanson: Here’s hoping they eliminate one another with some reckless moves, seriously one match with either of these guys is enough for one show, two is really pushing the limits a third would be...simply intolerable...

Vinegar: Well suck it up, cause it’s your job to watch and comment on all three of them...

Hanson: Oh lucky me!

“Teahouse” by Juno reactor hits, and the fans rise to their feet and begin to cheer for Alex Kiseragi, who is once again escorted to ringside by his new found ‘friend’ Katie.

Dennis: The next match is the second Semi Final of the Global Challenge 2009, and is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from San Francisco, California, he is ‘The Dragon’...ALEEEEEEEEEX KIIIIISERAAAAAAGI!!!!!

Hanson: Seriously though, who’s the dude trying to fool? No-one’s buying the ‘female’ valet routine...she might as well have ‘Fag Hag’ tattooed across her forehead for all the good this charade will do...

Vinegar; Please, he’s merely giving one lucky fan the experience of a lifetime, I heard she drove half way across the country just to be here tonight, that’s one dedicated fan.

Hanson: Or someone who needs to sort their priorities out. Let’s be honest it’s not the most normal behaviour for a young girl is it? My money’s on her being through a particularly nasty break up, and she’s thrown all her distressed energy into obsessing about ‘The Dragon’...

Vinegar: Your outlook on the world certainly is a positive one isn’t it?

Hanson: I’m just a realist Nick, I don’t live in a world of fantasy like the majority of the population of this world...

Vinegar: I’ll take this moment to remind the viewers at home that Alex was the last person to qualify from the First Round, and Crimson Ghost was the first...

Hanson: Yeah but Crimson Ghost entered at the start and Alex was one of the final entrants, so it balances itself out surely?

Vinegar: I suppose it does, and both men have already been through one gruelling encounter to get here, and if the first Semi-Final was anything to go by, it’s not gonna get any easier from here on in...

Hanson: And why should it? The Chief Nigga has to be able to overcome all the odds, it shouldn’t be easy to claim such a fantastic title.

Vinegar: Another valid point...is that two in a row? I’d imagine that’s a personal best for you Daniel...

Hanson: Shut ya face.

‘Crimson Ghost’ hits the PA, and the crowd continues their cheers, and turn to the ramp, but after a few moments it becomes clear that Ghost is not emerging from backstage...

Hanson: Where the hell is he?

The lights all dim and a spotlight diverts it;s attention to the roof and the rafters and we catch our first glimpse of Crimson Ghost, who has changed his outfit. He stands with a rope in one hand, a flowing white, open fronted shirt, a red sash around his waist, baggy black trousers, and a sword clenched between his teeth.

Dennis: And his opponent, from the darkest recesses of Hiro’s twisted mind, The CRIIIIMSOOOOOOON GHOOOOOOOOOST!!!

As Dennis screams his name, host throws himself from the rafters and swings down into the ring, as he lands the camera’s get a close up, and we can see in addition to the costume that adorns him, he also has a black moustache stuck to the upper lip of his mask. He drops the sword from his mouth and catches it in his hand, and then swiftly takes up a fencing stance and shouts ‘En Guarde’.

Hanson: He’s quite obviously a lunatic...

Vinegar: But you cannot deny he brings a unique style to GIW productions...Owen Peterson though wisely takes the sword from Ghosts grasp and passes it down to Obese Tony for safe keeping...

Hanson: but whilst Peterson is distracted that fiendish freak, has pulled aMusket from his back, and aims it directly at A-Kis, and he fires!

Vinegar: And a cloud of glitter and smoke emanates from the barrel, Ghost then pulls the strap off the musket over his head and drop’s the prop, and hits the confused Alex Kiseragi with Enzerugi slamming the young man’s head face first into the canvas...

Hanson: Kiseragi though shows his agility and gets straight back on his feet, runs the ropes, leapfrogs the Ghost, then hits him on the rebound with a spinning neckreaker...

Vinegar: Owne Peterson has had no choice other than to call for the bell and get this one underway...both men back on their feet and Kiseragi goes to grab teh Ghost, but Ghost sidesteps and lands a shuffle kick to Alex’s upper thigh, he quickly scoops up ‘The Dragon’ and hits a sidewalk slam, turns to the ropes...springboard from the second rope...Moonsault...

Hanson: But A-Kis manages to roll out of the way and the Ghost hits nothing but canvas...Kiseragi is the first man back to his feet, as Ghost gets up he grabs him by the left arm and whips him into the ropes...Ghost leans back against the turnbuckle...but A-Kis doesn’t run at him...

Vinegar: Instead he takes a few steps back, runs at an angle towards the middle of the ropes..springs up...and then skips across the top rope with three steps, launches himself... landing both feet directly into the side of Ghosts face...a great display of agility from the former Global heavyweight Champion...

Hanson: Did I just see that correctly? Did he just run across the top rope?

Vinegar: Yes he did...

Hanson: Surely that’s impossible!

Vinegar: Yet it happened nonetheless...Kieragi has now tried to take some control of the match and slow the pace down by applying a side arm bar to Ghost, but Crimson roll’s out and breaks the hold, quickly springing to his feet...

Hanson: As does the Dragon...

Vinegar: Ghost strikes first though, sweeping A-Kis off his feet with his legs, flips and hits a Senton Splash, back to his feet, pulling Alex up with him, only to get a couple of strikes to the Midsection from The Dragon...

Hanson: Now Alex on the attack, hitting Ghost with an Axe Kick that sends the masked luchadore back into the ropes, as Ghost rebounds back, Alex turns to the ropes to his sidfe, springboards up, leaps, twists, and hits Crimson Ghost with a Huricanrana, and holds the legs for the cover...1...2...

Vinegar: Ghost kicks out, and Alex gets back to his feet, Katie on the outside jumping up and down clapping and cheering for that last spot...

Hanson: A-Kis is not being distracted by her though, which really isn’t surprising, and stands back waiting for Crimson to get to his feet...Crimson rises slowly and cautiously, aware of the many moves in ‘The Dragon’ arsenal that can be used in this very type of situation...and now both men are standing upright in the ring...

Vinegar: The crowd has almost gone silent, the guys in the Allstate Arena are enthralled with this match up so far, and both guys now lock up, Alex Gains the momentum with a hammerlock to Ghost, but goes forward into the wheelbaroow position, reaches back and grabs A-Kis’ head for A bulldog, but A-Kis Counters and begin’s falling backwards for a backdrop...

Hanson: Only for ghost to spin out once more, and land wclutching A-Kis’ head and planting him with a Reverse DDT...

Vinegar: And Ghost makes the cover after a similar move to that which won gabby her match...1...2...

Hanson: Unlike Hastings ‘The Dragon’ is able to kick out as the fans show their appreciation for a fine display of athleticism from both men....

Vinegar: You know, you could almost be mistaken for a serious play by play guy.

Hanson: What?...Ummmm...A-Kis licks Man Boobs for pleasure!

Vinegar: I wish I hadn’t said anything...both men back on their feet again...Ghost kicks A-kis in the gut, bounces off the ropes...BLOODY HEL...

Hanson: Not even close...A-Kis dodges the Big boot to the temple, and Ghosts momentum sends him falling forward onto one knee...’The Dragon’ reacts like a cat, bounces against the ropes Ghost is facing....SIIIIINIIIIING WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD!

Vinegar: Enjoyed that did you?

Hanson: I’ll have you know, it’s the correct way of pronouncing the move...A-Kis gets back up, deciding going for the cover would be fruitless at this stage, instead he turns his attention to the top rope and climbs...

Vinegar: Ghost sees this though, and in a move of desperation, grabs the top rope and shakes it just as Alex attempts to gain balance...and ‘The Dragon’ ends up spilling to the outside and lands with a sickening thud on the concrete floor...Katie rushes over to check on him, while the Ghost leans against the ropes in an effort to regain his composure...

Hanson: Alex starts to get to his feet, and tells Katie to get away from him, as he doesn’t want her getting hurt...at least that’s the reason he’s giving her...and she does as he says as he stands upright...

Vinegar: As Katie gets a safe distance from A-Kis, The Ghost stiffens to attention, charges towards the ropes...SUICIDE DIVE!!!!

Hanson: But ‘the Dragon’ sees it coming, sidesteps, and grabs the back of Crimson’s mask as he flies past him, ensuring Ghosts head goes driving into the guard rail...

Vinegar: Every individual who has competed so far tonight has given there all, in my mind anyone of the four semi finalists would be a worthy recipients of the title GIW’S Most Valuable Asset...

Hanson: Chief Nigga!

Vinegar: Whatever you wish to call it, any one of the competitors could have won it...A-Kis has climbed back in the ring as Owen Peterson continues to count out the Ghost, who heaves himself up on the railings, and notices a big buxom lady in the front row, and pulls a flower from his sleeve and presents it to her, as she blushes and smiles...Peterson reaches the 8 count and Ghost suddenly realises where he is....shakes his head and slides into the ring as Peterson reaches 9...springs up and charges at A-Kis...GO DOWN ALREADY!...The gore followed by the Texas Cloverleaf...but thwe sheer impact of the gore sent Kiseragi back and under the ropes, and owen Peterson tries to break the hold, but Ghost has it locked in and will not break the hold...

Hanson: Peterson remembers how to count to five, but on four Ghost lets go of A-Kis and steps backward...as A-kis rolls to his side, and gets to his feet....Ghost goes for a standing dropkick but ‘The Dragon’ sidesteps, pulls Ghost back to his feet...DRAGON SUPLEX...he hops to the top rope...waits for Ghost to get to his feet...DIVING SIDE KICK FROM THE TOP...

Vinegar: And now he steps back...he waits for Ghost to get up...he charges....YARI KICK!...COVER!





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Hanson: NO!

Vinegar: Ghost kicks out...A-Kis rolls off and gets to his feet, but Ghost stretches out and grabs A-Kis’ ankle tripping him up and sending him back on his back...Crimson springs up...drags A-Kis to his feet...puts his head between his legs....hoists him up...SEEING RED!!!...COVER






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Hanson: NO! HE KICKS OUT! A-Kis summons the last reserves of strength and kicks out from Ghosts finisher...

Vinegar: Ghost now lifts ‘The Dragon’ to his feet...kick to the gut from A-Kis...DRAGON TAIL!!!

Hanson: The force of the kick sends Ghost flying back into the turnbuckle, A-Kis summons up his last reserves charges at Ghost...

Vinegar: Crimson raises a leg into A-Kis face...and then climbs the turnbuckle...A-Kis turns round...Ghost leaps...THE SPIN CYCLE!!! COVER...






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Hanson: GHOST’S FEET ARE ON THE ROPES!!!


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Dennis: Here is your winner, and progressing to the final, CRIIIIIIIIIIMSOOOOOOOOOON GHOOOOOOST!!!

Hanson: I never thought I’d care about Alex Kiseragi getting screwed...BUT HE WAS SCREWED!!!

Vinegar: Owen Peterson did not notice Crimson Ghosts feet on the ropes, and in controversial fashion the enigmatic luchadore progresses to the final!

Hanson: That’s BS and you know it, Owen Peterson favoured Ghost due to Crimson’s help in his feud with Hastings...I’m certain he saw it...

Vinegar: Well both men are out on the canvas, neither man looks like they’ve won, but I’m sure, absolutely certain, Alex Kiseragi will have something to say about this...but regardless it’s Crimson Ghost vs Gabrielle in the final of the Global Challenge 2009, and given their history, that’s going to be interesting, and that’s coming up right after our next match, the triple threat match for the GIW Tag team Championships...


Alex Kiseragi : 12

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The ring goes pitch black, except for occasional flickers, to mimic a lightning storm. Then, a gong hits, and rumbling over the PA is heard, as the slow, monotonous intro to Monsters of Rock plays out. When the guitar actually kicks in and the band mutters out the lyrics, a miniature atomic bomb hits the center of the ring, and explodes in a mushroom cloud of smoke and fog. Aragato and Komosube now appear on the entrance ramp, the song now rocking to the chorus and occasional streaks of red lightning hitting the corners of the ring.

Dennis: Entering first at a combined weight of 619 pounds from Kyoto, Japan, Aragato and Komosube: HIROOOOOSHIIIIIIIIMAAAAAA!!

They then make their way to the ring, Aragato carrying an Imperial Japanese Flag over his shoulder, and when he gets to the ring, he catwalks on the top rope perfectly, going to the turnbuckle closest to the announce table, then leaping unto the table and planting the flag deep into the table. And Komosube just does his normal entrance, with the food and then the sake, and at this time the lighting goes from strobe effect to normal, as they await their opponents.

[The arena drops to complete darkness for a few seconds as the crowd prepares themselves for Mickey Dragon's entrance. After a couple of seconds, flash bulbs start going off in the crowd, as if they're about to watch the second coming of some demonic Jesus Christ. An organ begins to play quite a very mellow dirge over the loudspeakers and a white light slowly dims its way over the stage.

After twenty seconds of this organ, Avenged Sevenfold's bassist breaks the solemnity of this moment with a power riff that blasts the entire entranceway white for a split second. The bass now matches the organ note-for-note before being joined by a lead guitar slicing itself through the dirge. It is then that we see Mickey Dragon.

He has risen from under the stage and now stands on the center of the stage, head down, dripping wet and running down his face. This bright white light continues to flicker every couple of notes as the crowd cheers their head off at the hero standing on the stage. Flashbulbs continue to pop as Dragon remains steadfast in his motionless position.

The guitar and bass suddenly break into a heavy metal solo, destroying all substance to the solemnity and becoming more of a destructive, ear-piercing suicide of music. The white is no longer randomly flashing, but keeping the beat with the song on the stage as Dragon's head begins to bang on the stage, water flying from his bald head like a mud puddle being blown apart by a speeding tractor-trailer.

M. Shadows, lead singer of Avenged Sevenfold greets the crowd with his opening lyrics as Mickey Dragon struts slowly down the ramp way.]

Dragon stops every couple of steps to shake hands with his fans. They are near riot from his appearance and they shake the foundation of the arena with their stomping, cheering, screaming, and singing with the song. Dragon nearly has to pry himself off the railing from groups of fans trying to pull him into their madness, and he continues up the entranceway.

As he reaches the ring, he steps onto the apron, screaming out to the crowd. He then proceeds to front-flip into the ring as M. Shadows belts out the chorus to this song.

Dennis: And their opponent from Las Vegas Nevada: MICKKKKKKKKKEYYYYYY DRAGOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!

As the chorus is being screamed to the masses, Dragon ascends a turnbuckle. The lights in the arena go out
a second time and that same white light bears down upon him, giving him some sort of sadistic look to him. He hops down and when Shadows screams the word "clone," flames shoot from each corner and the lights instantly come on.]

Soulfly's "Warmageddon" sneaks into existence over the p.a. and then explodes to life as a macabre, dark purple light fills the arena with a sinister and misty disdain as our Resident Evil, Raenius, walks out slowly, proudly wearing his uCw Kings of Hardcore t-shirt, clearly showing it's print saying 'We Bleed For You' for the world to see.

Dennis: And his partner from Northern Ireland: RAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEENIUSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!

He stalks bestially down the isle emanating hatred before he jumps up onto the apron, knee-first, and pulls himself upright using the ropes. He stands, looking out at the crowd for a few seconds before entering the ring.

The lights dim down and you hear a slow beat going. It is the 'stomp-stomp-clap' beat from 'We Will Rock You' by Queen. After a few 'claps' the lights begin to follow the beat. They get louder as the lights start to brighter. Right when the lights get back to normal and the 'clap' beat hits again, Xavier Bryan walks onto stage the slow drum beat at the beginning of 'Honor' by Atreyu begins. A red spotlight lights up the stage behind Xavier. It begins to break apart and turn into the 'Rising Sun' symbol from the Japanese War Flag. Suddenly, a hole opens up inside the symbol and Marek Daisuke springs up from under the stage and executes a perfect front-flip over Xavier before landing on one knee, one fist on the ramp, the other arm aimed somewhat behind him, head down in front of Xavier. Marek gets to his feet and walks down the ramp with Xavier close behind. Marek stops at the end of the ramp as does Xavier. Marek then runs a few steps, jumps and grabs the top rope and springs himself into the ring. The music then merges into 'Iron Man' by Black Sabbath. The rhythmic drumming is heard, shortly followed by the 'pang' of a hammer hitting metal. The guitar joins in and about 22 seconds in the song kicks in full bore and about 34 seconds in the vocals kick in. All eyes are on the stage. A short while passes and no one appears. The lights in the arena go out and a several spotlights begins to scan the arena. The spotlights scramble around and then converge on Ezekiel Pax who is in the audience. The lights return to normal and he sprints down the aisle and hurdles the guardrail. As his feet touch the ground, he springs into the ring over the bottom rope. He rolls to his feet and jumps onto a turnbuckle. Ezekiel soaks in the cheers as Marek does his pose on the opposite side.

Dennis: And they are the current reigning and defending GIW Tag Team Champions Ezekiel Pax and Marek Daisuke: WAAAAAAAR & PEEEEEEEEEEEACEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Without even looking at each other both men execute picture perfect back flips ala LonDrick and turn towards each other. They shake hands as Ezekiel sheds his t-shirt and tosses it into the crowd.

Vinegar: Sorry there folks our microphones didn’t seem to be working there for the entrances, but you can rest assured to our constant professional chatter for the duration of the match.

Hanson: Peterson seem nervous standing in the middle of the ring, how’s that pipsqueak going to control these 6 guys?

Vinegar: Owens a competent referee despite what Loon Hastings says…he’ll manage fine.

Hanson: Fine? The bell hasn’t even rung and Ezekiel just leaped at both members of the Covenant with a crossbody block!

Vinegar: Peterson though ensuring that Aragato gets to the ring apron as Komosube’s laughing up the size difference between him and Marek

Komosube: Little bug…HIROSHIMA will crush you!

Hanson: And then eat him…fat basted!

Vinegar: The two locking up and Komo easily hitting a scoop slam which he attempts to follow up with a splash, Marek avoids it though and hits a low dropkick right to Komo’s injured shoulder. Smart though he’s slapping in a quick Fujiwara armbar!

Hanson: Komosube to big, to strong gets up to his feet and twists Marek around into another scoop slam.

Vinegar: Ezekiel Pax though back up on the ring apron now as the Covenant glare daggers at him from across the ring as they get up on the ring apron, deliberating who enters first.

Hanson: I think Komosube’s decided for them!

Vinegar: Grabbing Raenius and yanking him into the ring only to get taken down by a midair lariat before charging at Marek and lariating him to the ground as well before dragging him to his corner and making the tag.

Hanson: I love seeing that, the Covenant know that Ezekiel wants them, so as their double teaming his partner in the corner their throwing grins in Zeke’s direction.

Vinegar: Mikey now dragging Marek up and plating him with a suplex…then a quick DDT before tagging Raenius back in as they lay in the boots to Marek.

Hanson: Komosube’s back up!

Vinegar: And he just rushed all three of them, sending Mikey tumbling over the ropes as he crushes Raenius into the corner.

Hanson: He’s climbing…which I’m surprised the fatty can do!

Vinegar: Big Banzai Drop to Marek before tagging in Aragato who sets Raenius back up in the corner and chops him several times before tagging Komosube back in who goes to work with a series of chops to Raenius as well before tossing him out of the corner.

Hanson: Another tag….Aragato back in.

Vinegar: And bang a Shining Wizard to Marek as he was getting back up, then grabbing Raenius and dragging him to Hiroshima’s corner for another tag as Komo comes in and sets him up for a suplex, chaining it through into a powerslam.

Hanson: Mikey though just dived into the ring through the bottom rope and chop blocked Komosube sending him down to a knee as Marek then locks in the Ishikawa Entrapment.

Hanson: Broken up though by a leg drop from Mikey dragon who then drags his partner to their corner and makes the tag, instantly coming in and landing another leg drop to Marek before hitting a DDT to a kneeling Komosube.

Vinegar: Raenius calling for the tag now which he gets as the two then go about double teaming Marek with a two man suplex, before a lariat/chop block combination takes care of Komosube once more.

Hanson: Zeke seems upset rushing the ring and clothes lining Mikey over the top rope only for Raenius to then toss Zeke over as well before Marek staggers up and crossbody’s Raenius taking himself over the ropes as well.

Vinegar: Aragato getting into the ring as Komosube gets back to his feet and grabs his partner, spinning around he tosses him over the ropes as he crashes into al l4 competitors taking them all out before Aragato springs back up and beats his chest as Komo seems to be showing he’s human after all clutching at that injured shoulder.

Hanson: The Covenant and W&P starting to stir though, getting up to their feet as Aragato tries to beat them all back down.

Vinegar: He cant beat off all four of them though!

Hanson: Look at this we’ve got Raenius, Mickey, Aragato, Marek and Ezekiel all brawling on the outside of the ring with Hiroshima getting to his feet inside the ring.

Vinegar: I don’t like that look in his eyes.

Komosube: ALL HAIL HIROSHIMA!!

Hanson: Komosube running off the ropes and comes flying over the top rope with a massive vaulting body press, taking out War & Peace and the Covenant with Aragato just managing to roll to safety.

Vinegar: And Aragato doesn’t look to happy at almost being squashed by Komosube as he’s now getting in his own partners face….

Hanson: And yow a vicious chop to the chest from Aragato.

Vinegar: Big Komosube firing right back though.

Hanson: Hiroshima in a chop battle with one another as Owen Petersen is screaming at all 6 match participants for some order.

Vinegar: Marek Daisuke now getting to his feet and staring in amusement at Hiroshima…only for Komosube to catch an attempted kick from Aragato and throw him into Marek Dragon Whip style taking him down as Marek’s partner Ezekiel gets to his feet, momentarily shaking the cobwebs out only for Komosube to slap in a Full Nelson.

Hanson: Fat Man, Little Boy me thinks!

Vinegar: Where the hell did you get that smoking pipe from?

Hanson: It’s a scientific fact whenever someone says “me thinks” a pipe just appears

Vinegar: Right!

Hanson: It’s the curse of Sherlock Holmes.

Vinegar: Riiiiight!! Regardless of that Aragato is measuring Zeke up and nails him with a Shining Wizard prompting Komosube to plant him with a Sambo Suplex as both members of Hiroshima are now just kicking the crap out of Zeke.

Hanson: He must owe them money.

Vinegar: Speaking of which you owe me money Daniel…I knew you’d blow it with Gabrielle.

Hanson: Doesn’t change the fact SHE BLEW ME!!

Vinegar: I doubt that.

Hanson: Ask yo momma Nick she was right after Gabby.

Vinegar: Komosube now rolling Marek into the ring and coming in after him as the Covenant getting to their feet mobs Aragato on the outside.

Hanson: I hate when you ignore me.

Vinegar: Komo looks to be sizing up for another leap over the top rope; here he comes.

Hanson: NO HE DOESN’T!!

Vinegar: Marek sprung up to his feet and hit Komo with a Missile knee as he was charging, right to that injured shoulder as well. Meanwhile The Covenant have left Aragato laid out as their attention turns to the prone Ezekiel Pax whose had it out for them all match.

Hanson: Owen Peterson though jumping down and demanding they get back in the match.

Vinegar: They seem to accept Petersons request as Mikey slides into the ring.

Hanson: I thought Raenius was legal.

Vinegar: I don’t think Owen cares, he just want somebody in there. Mikey making the most of it taking Marek down with a reverse DDT as Raenius gets up on the ring apron. Mikey stomping away on Marek now before hitting a running punt to Komosube’s shoulder as the big man was trying to get back up.

Hanson: Hey what’s this, Ezekiel’s back up and he just ran around the outside of the ring and yanked Raenius off the ring apron and is stomping away at him, before slamming his head into the side of the ring steps.

Vinegar: He’s backing off though…BUT NO!!

Hanson: GOOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLL!!! What I’ve been practicing my European sports commentator voice!

Vinegar: Well you’re right Ezekiel did just hit that soccer kick to Raenius’s head as it was propped up against the ring steps.

Hanson: I think Raenius might be out of this match!

Vinegar: Pax now sliding onto the ring apron and going for a springboard…

Hanson: SPEAAAAARRRR!!

Vinegar: European again?

Hanson: Yeah.

Vinegar: Mikey Dragons down after that springboard spear and now he’s just receiving right hand after right hand from an enraged Ezekiel Pax.

Hanson: He’s psychotic!

Vinegar: Petersen trying to get Zeke out of the ring as Aragato clambers back up onto the ring apron and makes the tag with Komosube, coming in and taking Marek down with a Dragon Screw chaining it into a Spinning Toe Hold. Peterson turns around as Marek’s tapping, Marek’s tapping out, we’ve got new Tag Champs!

Hanson: But no Peterson yelling at Aragato and now trying to break his hold.

Vinegar: He never saw the tag!

Hanson: He’s a referee what do you expect, no matter the sport they miss the important moments!

Vinegar: Well I’d argue with you…but I agree with you there Daniel. Aragato breaks the hold and argues with Owen as Komosube’s getting back up to his feet hanging onto the ropes as Zeke helps his partner up…

Hanson: PROPULSION KICK!!

Vinegar: Again right to that inured shoulder of Komosube is where Marek strikes. Zeke now grabbing his partner and pointing at Mikey whose getting back up to his feet

Hanson: Not for long; Xavier Bryan Presents…taking out Mikey!

Vinegar: Aragato’s just stepped back out onto the apron, yelling at Peterson still who finally puts his attention back on the ring

Petersen: 1-2-3!

Vinegar: Aragato had no idea of what just transpired in the ring, Owen Petersen was keeping him busy and war and peace just retained the GIW Tag Team Championships!

Dennis: Here are your winners and still GIW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: MAREK DAISUKE AND EZEKIEL PAX WAR & PEACE!

Vinegar: Aragato’s not happy, strapping that belt around his waist and entering he ring as War & Peace quickly duck outside.

Hanson: They escaped Aragato only for Raenius to now want to escape Zeke; look at that lunatic he’s assaulting Raenius again.

Vinegar: His own partner Marek yanking him off as Raenius crawls over towards the security railing and clambers over it to safety into the audience before hightailing it out of there as Mikey rolls out of the ring and leaves throw the audience as well.

Hanson: Ezekiel needs a psychiatrist and Petersen needs glasses!

Vinegar: A controversial ending it may have been partner but you cant deny this was a hard fought match!

Hanson: Eh shadup and let me watch ‘One Night In Montgomery: The Daniel Hanson Edition’.


War & Peace : 6

Hiroshima: 5

Raenius & Mickey Dragon: 0

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Before getting back to the action our view is brought backstage, to see a eD for want of a better word, strutting through the backstage area. He is wearing the black pair of Ray Bans that were gifted to him by none other than the Crimson Ghost. As he passes the few random women that scatter the halls he sticks out his fingers like his hands are guns, and fires of shots at them whilst looking over the shades and offering them a wink. We do not see their reactions.

After a few moments he comes to a halt outside a door emblazoned with the words ‘GIW Unified Global Heavyweight Champion : Travis Roberts’. He takes a deep breath, adjusts his shades and then knocks on the door as firmly and confidently as he can bring himself too.

He stands shuffling his feet, nervously, before he realises what he is doing, and makes a conscious effort to stop moving. The door then swings open, and Travis stands large in front of his former agent. He looks from left to right, then goes to shut the door whilst muttering.

Travis : ‘The Headliner’ wishes people would be more patient...

eD : No!

eD grabs the frame of the door and attempts to stop ‘The Blessed One’ from closing it. Travis senses resistance and looks down in a puzzled manner...

Travis : Can’t they even make smoother doors in Chicago, ‘The Blessed One’ has been here five minutes and the door is already jamming....

eD : Enough Travis! Enough...we’ve been through so much together I’m not going to stand by and let you pretend I don’t exist....after everything I have done for you....I don’t deserve this!

eD lets out a sigh, and it almost seems as if he un-tenses at that moment, and what we assume are his muscles relax. Travis Roberts on the other hand slowly look towards eD, with a face of stern annoyance.

Travis : Believe ‘The Headliner’ little man, be careful what you wish for? You really want ‘The Blessed One’ to remember you exist? Do you want Travis Roberts to really think about all the things you’ve done in the past? Do you really think that[/b] is a smart move?[/color]

eD : I’m a grown up Travis, I can make those decisions, I’d much rather you acknowledge my existence and do as you feel, then just continue the facade that I don’t exist.

Travis : When did you grow a furry little pair?

eD : Pretending I don’t exist look worse on you than me, you know some people are beginning to talk?

Travis : Are you trying to give ‘The Blessed One’ advice, you traitorous window-licker?

eD : Put your hurt pride to the side for a moment and take my advice Travis, cause it’s quite clear your getting no advice on your career at the moment. This is free, I won’t be billing you for it, but you really need to get yourself some help, you know as well as I do you need someone around...

Travis : Why doesn’t ‘The Headliner’ set you on fire right here and now?

eD : Look, all I’m saying is I know a few guys who would be willing to work with you, I mean none of them are quite my calibre of Agent, but they’ve got potential, I could get them to send you their resumes if you wanted?

Travis looks at eD, tilts his head to the side, and sighs. He shakes his ehad, raises his good hand to the bridge of his nose and pinches it, before responding.

Travis : And they call ‘The TWiSTeD Icon’ delusional! Travis Roberts has made it quite clear you were nothing but a deadweight around ‘The Blessed Ones’ neck...the only reason Travis kept you around for so long was out of pity and the kindness of ‘The Headliners’ heart. You have no idea how thankful ‘The Highest Standard in GIW’ was when you gave him no choice but to get rid of you’re ass...

eD : Actually I got other clients and left y...

Travis : In short, what ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment This Millennia’ is trying to say, is that quite simply, anybody[/b] could do a better job than you![/color]

We are briefly distracted by the passing of Gabrielle, looking worse for wear after her last couple of matches, making her way towards the ring. As our focus returns eD’s cool facade is suddenly broken, and we can see that deep down these words are hurting the poor unfortunate muppet deep down to his core. He looks up at Travis with imploring eyes.

Just before he can form a word, he is thrown off his feet and out of the frame by a fast moving black blur. As the camera man adjusts his view to the floor we see eD's hands and feet protruding from beneath a fat adolescent kid, dressed all in black. A skateboard can be seen on it’s back, wheels still spinning to the side of the pair. The young man struggles to his feet, nearly losing his footing and stands face to face with ‘The Headliner’ as eD shakes his head and gets to his feet leaning against the wall to regain his composure.

Travis : What’s your name Kid?

Tate : Dude, my names tate Levene, and your gonna see a lot more of me...

Travis : Is Travis Roberts not seeing enough now?

Tate : Aww man, that’s right, you ARE Travis Roberts, your the Unified Global Champion....man that’s gnarly! I remember the shooting star from the top of the cage at Horizons, it was the last time I cut myself...intentionally at least...this skateboarding lark is hard, yo!

Travis stands and stares at tate, trying to figure out what to make of this overeating extreme sports goth, and then he looks back at eD and starts to chuckle...

Travis : Hey kid...you wanna job?

Tate : Dude that would be gnarly, I’ve been brushing up on my scrapping skills down the skate park, some of those punks don’t like it when I go down their...

Travis : You have perfect timing...and you’re funny too! There’s no way your getting near a GIW ring...

Tate : Dude, that’s cold...I could be a wrestler...

Travis : No...no you couldn’t...but you could become ‘The Blessed Ones’ new agent...

Tate : I’m not sure I wouldn’t be worse at that than at wrestling dude...

Travis: You cannot be anymore inept than my previous employee...come on kid, give it a go? ‘The Blessed One’ rarely asks anyone for anything...

Tate : Alright man, I’ll try it out, I’ve picked up skateboarding like a duck to water...but if ya ain’t gonna let me get in the ring, how about letting me smoke one of your ‘delicacies’.

Travis: What are you, like 12...no way kid...besides they’d have to call the Red Cross for emergency aid if you got the munchies...c’mon in, ‘The Headliner’ will discuss your duties with you inside, there’s donuts...

Tate : Oooooh Donuts!

Tate bends over and picks up his skateboard, as he raises back up he has to lean against the door frame to regain his breath, he then goes into ‘The Headliners’ locker room, Travis shoots one last disdainful look towards eD before closing the door. eD just looks on at the door, with a look of misery on his face, and just before the door closes shouts out

eD : Good Luck Tonight!

And with that we are transported back to the arena, and the Infinity Stage which displays an image of each Crimson Ghost and Gabrielle in each screen.

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen, the time is upon us, we are one fall away from finding out who the winner of the Global Challenge 2009 will be...

Hanson: Good god man, just say it...we gonna find out da Chief Nigaa is! You are such a damn prude...

Vinegar: I like many other people am aware of the intolerance and pain that a certain word in that unofficial title is.

Hanson: And I happen to be incredibly aware of the amazing lack of sense of humour you possess. Have we had letters of complaint? Do you see hoardes of protesters outside...man this is our current Presidents old stomping ground, you’d think if we’d have any problems, we’d have them here...

Vinegar: You have made a fair few valid points throughout the evening, and if I’m honest it’s rather disconcerting...

Hanson: Like Yo Momma dressed in dominatrix gear...

Vinegar: How many more times, she’s dead you fool, I’m pretty sure I’ve told you that on more than one occasion!

Hanson: Dead or alive, the joke still works...

Vinegar: Y’know I’d rather talk about the tournament, it was at this very Pay-Per-View on 1st of March 2008 at the US Airways Centre, that the Global Challenge 2008 Final took place, after weeks of qualifying battles, Declan Prescott emerged victorious against Brandon Brown, and was crowned the first ever GIW Global Heavyweight Champion...

Hanson: I remember that night well Nick, if memory serves me correctly you almost wet yourself in disgust over an eye rake...

Vinegar: With the benefit of hindsight...and nearly 12 months filled with far more despicable deeds committed by The Significant Player...I have managed to get over it...

Hanson: Sure you have...

Vinegar: Despite the fact there is no Global Heavyweight Title at the end for the winner, this tournament has be no less fiercely contested. Unlike the inaugural Global Challenge, this tournament has taken place right in front of your eyes over the course of just one night, 6 competitors have already fallen by the wayside, and now we are down to the final two, who enter their third contest of the night...I have to say, I have never seen anything like this in GIW’s history, it might not be the most brutal, hardcore or unique of matches, but I can guarantee it has been the longest night of the two finalists career’s....

Hanson: I could have prepared Gabby for this night, hell one night with the D-Man and this would look like a short trip to the shops...

Vinegar: Of course she would...but let’s just take a moment to focus on the enormous achievement both competitors have accomplished just making it this far. Gabrielle, until recently, had dominated the GIW Womens Division, and had shown potential against male foes, but no-one had suspected she could have made it this far tonight...

Hanson: I always knew she could do it, I never had a moments doubt...

Vinegar: Sure you did, her opponent The Crimson Ghost has been more well known to GIW fans as Chinatsu Chen’s eccentric trainer/manager, despite a few high profile matches, he hadn’t really become a main contender in GIW, the fans loved his appearances, but never expected much more than great entertainment value from Ghost.

Hanson: if you can call it that....

Vinegar: I think it would be fair to say neither came into this tournament as the favourites. In fact both were late entries; Gabrielle taking Diamond Jack Severino’s spot a few weeks ago, and Crimson Ghost replaced the absent Declan Prescott merely days before last week’s episode of Sentinel. But they stand backstage, waiting to take place in the final of a tournament that has seen two former Global Heavyweight Champions eliminated...regardless of the result tonight, tonight is a hell of an achievement for both...

Hanson: Are you forgetting Ghost cheated to get this far...

Vinegar: That never stopped you singing Declan Prescott’s praises...

‘NIGGA HOL’ DAT!’

Vinegar: It seems Boss P is taking this moment to make his way down to the ring, he has a microphone in his flippers and he waddles down to ringside, strangely he is unarmed...unless he’s got a concealed weapon...

Hanson: Where the hell would he conceal it?

Vinegar: I don’t really want to think about it...he’s waddled his way into the centre of the ring...and that was certainly a strange sight to see, a penguin climbing the ring steps and clambering into the ring...

Boss P: BITCHES AND BITCHETTES, LITTLE BOY BITCHES AND GIRL BITCHETTES, DA NEXT MATCH IS DA FINAL OF BOSS PENGUINS SEARCH FOR DA CHIEF NIGGA!!!

Hanson: Ha Ha, look at Mitchell Dennis’ face, he’s been deemed surplus to requirements for this match....seems Boss P don’t trust his introductory skills will do this match justice...

“Envy” hits the arena PA, the lighting changes to shades of purple and gold, as former GIW Womens Champion Gabrielle appears on the stage, holding her stomach slightly from her last match.

Boss P: INTRODUCING FIRST, DA NIGARETTE WID’ DA FUNNY ACCENT, SHE HAS MORE HOMES THAN I HAVE OUZI’S, SHE WAS DA FORMER CHAMPION OF DA BITCHES, SHE USED TO DATE DAT DIAMOND NIGGA, SHE IS DA DIAMOND NIGGARETTE....GAAAAAAAAAAAAAABY NIIIIIIIIGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Vinegar: Well Boss P certainly has a unique style, I guess there’s no better time than now for him to take the microphone, this was his brain child of course...

Hanson: Why are you talking about Boss Penguin when Gabrielle is in our line of sight, seriously I’m beginning to worry about you.

Vinegar: Gabby is making her way down to the ringside a lot less elegantly than usual, she is attempting to keep her poise, but her match with the Lord of Pain obviously took it out of her...

Hanson: Don’t you dare speak such blasphemy; Gabrielle never looks less than elegant!

‘Crimson Ghost’ hits the arena sound system, and the crowd begin to cheer at the top of their lungs, as from beneath the two separate screen emerges The Crimson Ghost. The reason for their more enthusiastic than usual response is clearly visible, as Crimson ghost is decked out in full ‘Chicago Bulls’ basketball gear, and he is wearing the number 23, with ‘Jordan’ embezzled above it.

Boss P: AND INTRODUCING DA NIGGARETTES OPPONENT, DA NIGGA IN DA MASK, NOT THE GLOOMY DEPRESSING ONE ‘THO, DA PRACTICAL JOKING NIGGA, DA CRAZY RED SKELETON NIIIIIIIGAAAAAAA!!!

Hanson: He’s wearing ‘Chicago Bulls’ clothing? Man I’ve heard of going for a cheap pop, but this is slightly ridiculous...

Vinegar: I have a feeling, somebody realised they didn’t have as many idea’s for costume changes as they originally thought when they used the Errol Flynn idea in the semi-final...

Hanson: That doesn’t really bode well for this match then...

Vinegar: Agreed, I wonder what smart idea’s they have to liven this match up!

Boss P: WHATS UP YO CHATTY NIGGA’S, I’MMA TAKE A RINGSIDE SEAT AND GIVE YA MY THOUGHTS ON DIS MATCH FIRST HANDS, AIN’T CHA LUCKY NIGLETS!

Hanson: Wonder no longer Nick, I think we have just got our answer...

Vinegar: Indeed...

Boss P: ANSWER? WHAT YO CRAZY BITCHES JABBERING ABOUT NOW? NO WONDER PEOPLE GET CONFUSED WATCHIGN GIW SHOWS, YO TWO ARE PLAIN CRAZY...

Vinegar: We were just finishing a conversation we started before you joined us...errm...what should I call you...P...Pengin...Boss?

Boss P: BITCH DAT SHIT AIN’T IMPORTANT, YOU CAN CALL ME FATHER MOTHERFUCKIN’ CHRISTMAS FOR ALL I GIVE A FISH, JUST CONCENTRATE YOUR LOPSIDED FACE ON THE RING...DAT CRAZY FLIPPY JESTER HAS GOT IN DA RING....

Vinegar: His names the Crimson Ghost...Mr Penguin!

Boss P: DAMN SON, DON’T YA LISTEN TO A DAMN WORD I JUST SAID? BOSS P DON’T CARE ABOUT DAT NIGGA’S NAME, LETS GET DIS SHIT OOOOON!

Vinegar: in response to our Enforcers cries, Glenn Burke calls for the bell, and Crimson Ghost and Gabby look at one another for the first time, Gabby smiling towards the Ghost, cocking her head, maybe trying to suggest there won’t be any hard feelings...

Boss P: SPEAK FO YOSELF, I HAPPEN TO KNOW FOR A FACT DAT DANNY NIGGA HERE ALWAYS HAS HARD FEELINGS WHERE GABBY’S CONCERNED...

Hanson: Yeah I can’t deny that, you caught me red handed...

Boss P: RED!?!?[/I] WHAT DA FUCK YOU DOIN’ WITH IT YO CRAZY NIGGA...

Vinegar: The point I was trying to make is that over the past few weeks Gabby and Ghost have grown quite close, much to the annoyance of half the men in the GIW locker room...

Hanson: I doubt there’ll be much serenading tonight...

Vinegar: And as if to prove you right Ghost opens up this encounter with a kick to Gaby’s already injured gut, and she bends over, allowing him to grab her and throw her to the ropes, and Ghost takes her down with a standing clothesline...

Boss P: DAT BITCHETTE WENT DOWN HARD BOI!!!

Vinegar: indeed she did, and Ghost now drags her to his feet, he’s certainly showing no restraint here...

Hanson: Gabby wouldn’t expect any I imagine, the girls got more self-respect than anyone I know...

Boss P: DAT’S JUST CAUSE YO HANG AROUND WID JANITORS AND REFUSE COLLECTORS...

Vinegar: I’m beginning to enjoy having you around Mr Penguin...Ghost whips Gabrielle towards the ropes again, but this time she holds on as he goes for a dropkick and hits nothing but air and comes crashing down to the canvas.

Hanson: And the Diamond Princess is right on top of the mistake, and she drops a leg to Ghosts face, and then climbs straight back to her feet, steps back... STANDING SOMERSAULT LEG DROP!

Boss P: MAN DAT BITCHETTE CAN JUMP...

Vinegar: She’s back on her feet, still visibly feeling the damage to her midsection, and waits for Ghost to get back to his feet before whipping him into the turnbuckle...takes a run up...cartwheel into an elbow smash...

Boss P: BUT DAT MASKED NIGGA READ DA MOVE! HE GOT OUT DA WAY!

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Hanson: Gabby stumbles back to the centre of the ring...Ghost climbs to the top rope...not again...

Vinegar: THE SPIN CYCLE!!! AND HE COVERS...






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Boss P: IS DA NIGGA MEANT TO PUT HIS LEGS ON DA ROPES?

Hanson: Christ no! Not again!
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Vinegar: He certainly shouldn’;t, and Glenn Burke, unlike Peterson earlier catches Ghost in the act and breaks his count, and gives Ghost a quick talking to.

Hanson: He should have just disqualified him right there and then , that freak of nature shouldn’t even be in the ring right now, he cheated his way in there....in fact I can’t believe you are letting this happen Boss P, I mean Declan would never have allowed such a travesty to occur...

Boss P: LIKE I GIVE A SHIT WHAT DAT RICH NIGGA WOULD DO, ME I LIKE DA BITCHES THAT USE THERE BRAINS, ‘DARE AIN’T NO RULES ON DA STREETS...

Vinegar: Word...

Hanson: ?

Vinegar: Uuummm...moving on....Gabby back to her feet now, as Glenn Burke finishes warning Ghost about his conduct....as soon as he moves out of her path Gabby launchers herself at Ghost, leaping onto his shoulder...RELEASE HUIRICANRANA...

Boss P: BUT DA CRAZY NIGGA MANAGES TO LAND ON HIS FEET!

Vinegar: Gabby turns round, when she see’s Ghost standing their her face face freezes in shock, before she gets a chance to contemplate what just happened Ghost springs up onto Gabby’s shoulders and hits a Huricanrana of his own...and holds the legs for the pin...

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Hanson: But Gaby flips Ghost onto his shoulder, and now has him in a pinning predicament...

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Vinegar: But Ghost flips onto his front, keeps hold of Gabby’s legs and reverse it into another pinning predicament...

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Hanson: Gabby kicks out though, and both slump to their knee’s...

Boss P: DEY LOOK LIKE DEY PRACTICE ROLLING AROUND WID EACH OTHERS HEAD BETWEEN EACH OTHER LEGS!

Hanson: In Ghosts’ wildest dreams...

Vinegar: Ghost is first to his feet, and he looks over to Gabby who is still on her knee’s clutching her stomach...he hits a low angled drop kick to Gabby, then grabs her legs...Boston Crab...and he’s in the middle of the ring...he’s leaning back...

Boss P: DAT SHIT LOOKS PAINFUL!

Vinegar: Sir...have you actually ever watched a wrestling match before?

Boss P: SHIT NO! I HAVE FAR BETTER WAYS TO SPEND MA TIME, DIS SHIT’S JUST A WAY TO EXPLAIN ALL DOSE BENJAMINS I TAKE HOME...

Vinegar: And yet you’re in charge of one of the countries leading brands of Sports Entertainment...

Boss P: SHIT BITCH, WHAT DA FUCK YA NEED TO KNOW, NIGGA LIKE FIGHTIN’, DEY NEED SOMEBODY TO GIVE DEM ‘DARE FIGHTS AND BABY OIL, AIN’T NO STRESS TO THIS MOTHERDUCKER...

Hanson: I hate to interrupt you both, but that Diamond Sleaze has just made his way to ringside again, when will he get the message through his head that Gabby has no interest in him, maybe the D-Man should warn him off and protect her honour...

Vinegar: he’s just showing his support for his close friend, I think it’s a remarkable display of maturity, but it may not be enough, Gabby has been screaming in pain in the middle of the ring, now, though, she seems to have lost the energy to even scream, and is face first on the mat....Glen Burke takes hold of her arm, as Diamond Jack gets to the canvas and starts to slam his handson it to encourage Gabby not to let go...the arm goes up and drops...Once....

Boss P: TWICE MA BITCHES!

Vinegar: THR...

Hanson: NO! Gabby manages to fight and holds her arms up...strange generally ya don’t see the whole holding the arm up and dropping it during a Boston Crab...

Vinegar: I think somebody was hoping you wouldn’t draw attention to that...and now Gabby see’s Jack for the first time, and she looks shocked, but seems to respond to his cheerleading, and draws herself up on her arms....and with one almighty effort, she manages to twist her body, break the hold and turn it into a pin on Ghost!!






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Hanson: DAMMIT!

Boss P: DA GHOST NIGGA KICKS OUT...

Vinegar: Jack thought she had it, and he holds his head in his hands..as Gabby rolls to the ropes and grabs hold of the second rope in front of him....he leans in and offers her some words of encouragement...and she then reaches up to the second rope and starts making her way to her feet...as Ghost gets to his feet, and stays some distance from gabby, waiting for her to get back on her feet...

Boss P: WHY DA FUCK IS HE DOING DAT....KIIIIILL DA BITCH NIGGA! I AIN’T PAYIN’ YA TO STAND AROUND LOOKIN’!

Hanson: I think you’ll find you don’t pay anybody...

Boss P: YO SPINELESS BITCH, IF YO WANNA PAYCHEQUE END OF DIS MONTH I’D SHUT YO FLAPPY JAW NOW!

Vinegar: Ghost takes our current Boss’ words to ehart, and moves towards Gabby, but she doesn’t back down, they meet in the middle of the ring, and Gabby goes for the first attack swinging her right arm at ghost, but Crimson is too quick and he ducks...kicks her in the stomach...signals to the crowd....runs the ropes...

Hanson: HA! Never thought I’d be happy to see Jack!

Vinegar: Gabby was bent double, Ghost was going for Bloody Hell, but Jack grabbed his leg...and now Ghost has turned and is having a heated discussion with Jack...

Hanson: Gabby back to her full senses and approaches Ghost from behind...

Boss P: NIGGA MUST HAVE EYES IN DA BACK OF HIS HEAD! HE HITS HER WITH AN ELBOW...AND SHOVES HER HEAD BETWEEN HIS LEGS...

Vinegar: SEEING RED!!!...GABRIELLE CLOSES HER EYES, I THINK THAT KNOCKED THE FIGHT OUT OF HER...COVER!!!





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Hanson:I LOVE YOU DIAMOND JACK!

Boss P: CAN DA DIAMOND NIGGA DO DAT WID HER LEG!

Vinegar: Technically no he cannot take gabby’s leg and place it on the rope, but Glenn burke didn’t see it...but did see the leg on the rope and has broken the count...

Hanson: Ghost glares through his mask at Burke as he climbs off of Gabby, who opens here eyes, looking confused by the lack of a third pinfall, she then looks down at her leg in amazement, and then meets Jacks hopeful face...her initial look is one of gratefulness...but she regains her xsenses and frowns at him...she doesn’t want that lumbering fools help...

Vinegar: Well without him this one would have been over...

Hanson: No it damn well wouldn’t, Gabby would have managed to kick out...

Vinegar: She can barely stand Daniel, it was over, but it might not continue for longer anyway...Ghost charges...

Hanson: Gabby sidesteps, forces his ehad down....DOUBLE D DDT!!!!....COVER HIM GIRL!!!






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Vinegar: No! Ghost kicks out...HE KICKS OUT!

Boss P: DAMN THESE BITCHES DON’T STAY DOWN!

Vinegar: That’s Global Impact Wrestling for you Mr Penguin, you obviously haven’t been properly introduced...gabby rolls off Ghost as ‘Diamond’ Jack pounds the canvas once more, encouraging Gabby to get back up...but Ghost is the one first to his feet...just...

Hanson: now they both start to trade blows, but each blow takes considerably longer to connect than the last...these guys are running on fumes, Nick.

Vinegar: It has been a hell of a night for both of them, but it’s not over yet, neither wants to let this out of their sight...it’s Gabby that gives first though, and Ghost gets 3 shots to her face in a row, then executes a snap suplex...rolls, and stands up....another suplex....another roll...and a third suplex...and he floats over for the pin...






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Hanson: NO! At the last minute Gabby manages to get her shoulder up, and Ghost climbs back to his feet, wearily, stumbling backwards as he gets vertical...

Boss P: YO, BOTH THESE NEGRO’S DESERVE TO BE CHIEF NIGGA, I SHOULD STOP DIS RIGHT NOW BEFORE SOMEBODY GETS KILLED...

Vinegar: They wouldn’t appreciate, sir. These guys are displaying the drive and integrity that makes GIW tick...

Hanson: Gabby claws her way to her feet, using the turnbuckles for leverage...she turns to face Ghost, and uses every drop of energy she has left to charge at him...but he dodges, grabs her and swings her to the turnbuckle in the opposite corner, and she goes crashing into it...the impact causes her to stumble dazed back into the ring.

Vinegar: Ghost leaps to the top rop...and then leaps off with a cross body...

Hanson: GABBY CATCHES...AND TURNS...POWERSLAM....PIN...





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Boss P: NOW DA DIAMOND IN DA NIGLET HAS REACHED IN AND GRABBED DA MASKED NIGGA’S LEGS!

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Vinegar: Glenn Burke doesn’t see it...





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Boss P: DATS MY QUE BITCHES!

Hanson: Gabrielle Maddison Montgomery has done it...she has beaten 7 other GIW Superstars, won three separate matches in one night...

Vinegar: I’m not even sure she realises what just happens, she certainly is unaware of Jack’s interference as she slumps to the floor, as Boss penguin awkwardly enters the ring...

Boss: HEAR ME BITCHES.....HERE IS YOU’RE WINNA AND GIW’S ONE AND ONLY CHIEF NIGGAAAAAAAAA! GAAAAAAAABRIEEEEEEEELLE!!!!

Vinegar: Jack helps Gabby back to her feet, and she slumps against his shoulder...she’s obviously in no condition to celebrate, I’m not even sure she knew what she was doing for the last few moments of that match, it was just natural instinct kicking in...Ghost lies motionless in the ring...and for the first time in a long time Daniel Hanson seems to be genuinely speechless...Ladies and gentlemen, Gabrielle has won the Global Challenge 2009! Next up the match for the GIW Unified Global Championship, between Travis Roberts and Randy Boolzian...


Gabrielle : 14

Crimson Ghost : 13

Alex Kiseragi : 12

Donovan Hastings : 12

Brandon Brown : 11

Moss Edwards : 10

Chassie Fear: -2

Andy Savana: -3

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen it’s time for the main event! After nearly six weeks Randy Boolzian and Travis Roberts, one on one! This is going to be one to remember.

Hanson: It’s time for that Red Bull addled junky to get what he deserves. We all saw it last week. He threw a tantrum nearly all year, and then as soon as TRob steps up Travis whoops his ass! You’re right, this is going to be one for the record books!

Vinegar: Folks enough of the talking, let’s send it to Mitchell Dennis for the introductions.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen this is your 2009 Infinity Main Event! The following contest is scheduled for one fall, it is for the Unified Global Title, but more than that it is for pride. Introducing first, named special guest referee by Boss P, this is Mary-Joanna Roberts!

Hanson: Bitchy-Bitchanna Bitcherts!

‘Blackout’ by (hed) pe starts over the speakers as the fans burst into a chorus of obscenities directed at the ‘TWiSTeD Widow’. MJ walks out from behind the curtain in black pants and a striped black and white referee’s shirt. For the most part she seems to either be ignoring the fans or deep in thought. She walks to the ring seemingly nervous as she pauses a couple of times in the aisle way to look out over the sea of fans.

Hanson: That’s right BB. These fans will never forgive you for what you tried to do to their hero. My hero, Travis Roberts!

Vinegar: Either that or helping the man who at one time probably could have done anything slip further and further into the abyss.

Hanson: Like I said what she tried to do to my hero, Travis Roberts. Except ‘The Blessed One’ can still do whatever he damn well pleases.

Dennis: And the challenger! Weighing in at 220 pounds, standing five foot eleven…

The fans now explode in a much more mixed fashion than usual as all eyes shift back to the entrance ramp. BoolZ marches from behind the entrance way finishing his Red Bull as he does. BoolZ is half way to the ring before the familiar flick and pop of a Zippo and Red Bull usher in Chevelle’s ‘Wonder what’s Next’. The fans only provide a slight distraction to RBI who is clearly extremely focused and probably more than a little annoyed. BoolZ leaves the cigarette in his mouth as he rolls under the bottom rope, pulls himself to his feet, and motions for Mitchell to get on with the introduction.

Dennis: This is the Red Bull…

Hanson: What a spoiled little brat. Didn’t his parents ever teach that boy any patients? He should enjoy the use of his bladder control now before Travis beats the piss outta that little diseased vermin.

Vinegar: I think BoolZ is just anxious. Finally after two and a half months, he finally gets a chance at Roberts one on one. He wants Travis in the ring, and he’s telling Mitchell to hurry it up.

Hanson: Hey wait a minute! Isn’t the Red Bull Junky supposed to be anteing up with those nasty ‘trophies’ of his?

Vinegar: Well truth be told I did see a stack of wardrobe boxes piled outside of Boss P’s office. They probably figured it take too long to roll out all the panties BoolZ has ‘collected’ since his house burned down in the middle of last year.

Dennis: And his opponent standing six foot six inches, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the GIW’s first Unified Champion, this is ‘The Headliner’ Travis Roberts!

‘Bummer’ by Monster Magnet hits the speakers, and the fans drowned out the sounds with another much more mixed reaction than usual. Travis slowly strolls from behind the curtains with the Unified Title Belt around his waist, and a black trash bag slung over his shoulder. From behind his aviator glasses ‘The Blessed One’ shrugs off the reaction as less than anything he needs to worry about, and confidently meanders down the ramp.

Hanson: Look at what a real champion looks like, Nick. That’s worth the 39.99 pay-per-view charge right there alone. Add in the fact that he’ll be removing one of the few pieces of trash from the GIW tonight, and hell this pay-per-view would be a bargain at twice the price!

Vinegar: No one gives the fans more for their money than the GIW, and that’s true for every pay-per-view. Dan I want you to look in the ring though. BoolZ is pacing like a maniac, and hasn’t once taken his eyes of the ‘TWiSTeD Revolutionary’. MJ seems like a deer in the headlights as she just keeps looking at both men with a look of apprehension.

Hanson: Hey, neither of those lying whores are important. That’s Travis Roberts right there! I wonder what’s in the bag. Besides his victory I mean.

Vinegar: And it looks like we’re about to find out as Roberts stands in front of a lovely brunette sitting ringside. And it’s the TWiSTeD Fight Club title belt.

Hanson: That lucky little lady. She gets a picture with Travis! I want a picture with Travis. Hey doesn’t she kinda look like a younger Bitchy-Bitchanna?

Vinegar: I think BoolZ has had just about enough.

Hanson: Yeah, what’s he gonna do? Boss P said not until the bell rings, and…

*DING DING*

Vinegar: BoolZ just rang the bell, used the ring steps for a boost, and tackled Travis Roberts on the outside! We’re underway folks!

Hanson: Finally… that hypocrite shows his back fighter tendencies once again!

Vinegar: BoolZ with a series of mounted punches before standing up to lay those boots into Roberts ribs.

Hanson: He’s a thief to! He just stole that pretty little things camera!

MJ: 1, 2, 3…

Vinegar: MJ starting a count, this is the official match after all!

Hanson: Hey, come on ref, you dirty two bit whore, he’s choking ‘The Headliner’!

MJ: 4, 5, 6…

Vinegar: BoolZ with a boot over Roberts throat, and he’s taking a picture!

Hanson: Oh dear god, lady whatever you do don’t put ya eye near the view finder!

MJ: 7, 8, 9…

Vinegar: BoolZ gives the women her camera back, and rolls into the ring to break the count.

Hanson: I’m surprised he could count to ten, or Bitchy-Bit for that matter.

Vinegar: BoolZ back to the outside, and the lady just threw her camera at him!

Hanson: Damn right. Everything he touches goes straight to shit anyway. YEAH!

Vinegar: Roberts using the distraction and pulls out a drop toe hold turning the tide!

Hanson: Stunning, simply stunning. Perfect angle on that one, and BoolZ stumbles like a drunk monkey into the guardrail! Now Travis stomping the hell out of the back of that little bastard!

MJ: 1, 2, 3…

Vinegar: MJ starting that count again, she wants the action in the ring.

Hanson: She just wants some action. I’ve heard it’s been about 12 minutes since her last dvda.

MJ: 4, 5, 6…

Vinegar: Roberts now taking to driving BoolZ’s head repeatedly into the barrier!

Hanson: Not to doubt the ‘Most Influential Man in Sports Entertainment this Millennium’ but I don’t think there’s anything into BoolZ skull to damage.

MJ: 7, 8…

Vinegar: And Roberts rolls BoolZ into the ring to break the count.

Hanson: Sportingly rolls him back into the ring. That’s why he’s the ‘TWiSTeD Idol’. HA look at this! BoolZ is getting to his feet, he doesn’t even see Travis, and Roberts is offering him a free…

Vinegar: BoolZ might have damaged some bridge work there folks with that right fist right to the teeth. He sees him now as Roberts staggers back.

Hanson: Cheap shot!

Vinegar: BoolZ and Travis now going back and forth. BoolZ with rights, Travis with lefts, and neither man stepping back!

Hanson: Are you serious? The stupid little junky dummy. TRob’s got like 7 inches on him, and he’s gonna stand toe to toe with ‘The TWiSTeD Guerilla’?

Vinegar: MJ seems to be admonishing both men for the closed fists.

Hanson: Told ya, BoolZ backing down as Travis is beating him to a pulp!

Vinegar: Yeah, backing down to attack that right arm of Roberts and putting him on the mat with that snap mare, followed by that hard kick to the spine, and here comes the dropkick… no he…

Hanson: Ref he’s got the hair! Disqualify that cheating walking DNA dispenser!

MJ: 1, 2…

Vinegar: BoolZ with both hands full of Roberts’s hair is pulling the champions head and neck into those hard kicks. MJ starting a count, I don’t know if she knows what to do at this point!

Hanson: I’d give her a hint, but she’d probably give me something from BoolZ.

MJ: 3, 4…

Vinegar: BoolZ lets go of the hair and Roberts slumps to the mat. WHOA! BoolZ getting directly in MJ’s face.

Hanson: Slumps? No, my friend that’s the dreaded TRLAOCIAFSOS. The Travis Roberts Lulling An Over…

Vinegar: BoolZ is yelling at MJ. Saying this is what she wanted. And I don’t think we’ve seen one hold yet my friend. This isn’t a match, this is an officiated fight.

Hanson: Grown Chump Into A False Sense Of Security. See watch, Where as you probably see Travis crawling to the corner, the truth is he’s baiting FoolZ into following him so he can take advantage.

Vinegar: How do you remember the name of that hold. BoolZ, clearly now bleeding from the nose, pushes past MJ and is following Roberts to the corner.

Hanson: Told ya, and I told you it was a TRLAOCIAFSOS as the big boot clearly demonstrates! And it’s in Travis’s profile.

Vinegar: BoolZ to a knee, Roberts another big hard kick to the temple, BoolZ is scrambling, and Travis shoves him into the far corner! You needed to read TRob’s profile.

Hanson: There is nothing better, is there. Plus all match writers should read the profiles.

Vinegar: Travis now hammering on the back of BoolZ’s head with thunderous lefts and rights! Nice, well who’s our writer? Wait are we breaking the fourth wall, right now? I’m so excited!

Hanson: And kicks, don’t forget those blessed feet. Really though BoolZ should be kissing ‘The TWiSTeD Revolutionary’s’ foot anyway. And poor little Randy is in real trouble now that TRobbyRob is fighting with both hands! And I don’t think we are. Not with our writer.

MJ: 1, 2…

Vinegar: Mary-Jo starting another count. Normally I’d say let these two men fight it out, but I think MJ realizes these two are getting out of control! So you know who our writer is? Can you give me a hint?

Hanson: All that ‘TWiSTeD Bitch’ realizes is her meal ticket is going to be distracted come tomorrow morning. Yeah we’re getting the ‘Z’ right with every mention of ‘BoolZ’.

MJ: 3, 4…

Vinegar: Not smart MJ is trying to force herself inbetween Roberts and the trapped in the corner BoolZ. Hey I did the ‘Z’ thing again, of course now I feel dirty for breaking that wall.

Hanson: Bitch gets what she deserves!

Vinegar: MJ’s down after a devastating elbow by Roberts! Was that on purpose?

Hanson: Of course it wasn’t! That was karma.

Vinegar: Roberts now turns to see MJ on the mat holding the side of her head.

Hanson: It’s her own fault. She should know better than get in the way of Travis while he’s disciplining a little overhyped punk.

Vinegar: BoolZ rolls to the outside, trips of Travis, and pulls him to ring side before shoving him face first into the ring post!

Hanson: Should have known! The ref is down and now that cheating little midget is breaking the rules! Get it back in the ring!

Vinegar: BoolZ again going after that arm! He ties it up at the elbow around that turnbuckle support and is pulling with everything he’s got!

Hanson: Seven, eight, TEN… come on disqualify him! That’s a count out right there, and the rest of this match should be held under protest!

Vinegar: Travis Roberts really is your new crush isn’t he?

Hanson: The word new would indicate I ever didn’t have a crush on any and everything ever associated with Declan Prescott.

Vinegar: BoolZ letting go of the arm, now standing on the other side of the post, and slams that wrist and elbow against the apron.

Hanson: MJ back up, BoolZ was write she can take a pounding. Hell even I feel dirty now.

MJ: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…

Vinegar: Roberts reaches through the ropes, grabs BoolZ face, and pulls him directly into that post!

Hanson: Did you see that! That was a fast count, and she almost cost Travis this match up. Thank god he got back in the ring.

Vinegar: I think MJ is at her wits end. I don’t think she thought these two would go this far.

Hanson: TWO!?!? No, just BoolZ and another temper tantrum!

Vinegar: WHOA, look at that bloody smile from Roberts to MJ. He’s asking her if this was her plan all along! She doesn’t know how to answer.

Hanson: She’s not used to having millions of people watch her with her clothes on with two men. Cut her some slack.

Vinegar: Well BooLZ pulling himself back into the ring with a nasty cut over his right eye, and straight into a DDT from Roberts. Roberts picks up RBI, and floors him with a very mean looking Full Nelson Slam!

Hanson: There you happy they’re wrestling. At least the champion is. He beat up BoolZ, and now he’s going to just beat him!

Vinegar: Roberts now calling his shots! Flooring BoolZ with each well placed fist.

Hanson: Look, look, I think Bitchy-Bit is gonna cry.

Vinegar: Another hard fist, Roberts picks BoolZ… FLUIDITY! That kip up flying clothesline took Roberts out of his boots!

Hanson: It was shock that’s all! Who expects BoolZ really to be too stupid to stay down, and just accept defeat? Besides Roberts already back up.

Vinegar: Roberts with a right, no BoolZ catches, wrap around, modified hammerlock, left handed STO, and Roberts lands on that bad arm!

Hanson: Luck! Pure luck!

Vinegar: BoolZ scrambling, Kimora!

Hanson: NO! Uh… I mean NO chance in hell!

Vinegar: Roberts clawing trying to get to the ropes as BoolZ synchs in that body scissors.

Hanson: He’ll make it, he always makes it, that’s Travis Roberts!

Vinegar: MJ checking Roberts.

Hanson: More like pleading, and it’s because she knows that’s the only hope she’s got!

Vinegar: Roberts shaking his head, he’s not going to give it up, but BoolZ is putting everything he’s got left in torturing that arm. The human body just isn’t made to bend that way!

Hanson: So that’s why damn near every week FoolZ has been targeting that arm. It’s not going to work but at least he had a plan.

Viengar: Roberts is a long way from those ropes to be dragging BoolZ with him, and I think you’re right. MJ is pleading with Roberts to give up, and end this match.

Hanson: Of course I’m right. I’m also right in saying it’s not gonna work.

Vinegar: Roberts desperately reaches for that bottom rope, and makes it!

Hanson: Break the hold!

MJ: 1, 2, 3, 4…

Vinegar: Fast count and BoolZ lets go. He is livid though, and screaming at MJ to make up her mind!

Hanson: Fast, that was like yo momma trying to squeeze into a muumuu. Seems to take all friggen day!

Vinegar: Yo momma jokes? Really now?

Hanson: Hey, what’s one more hint about who the writer is that’s breaking the fourth wall right now?

Vinegar: MJ now pulling back. BoolZ just flicked some of that blood and sweat from his brow at her. What’s happened guy that used to do what was right, just because it was the right thing to do?

Hanson: What? Like she isn’t used to having his fluids on her.

Vinegar: BoolZ dismisses Mary-Jo, turns back to Roberts, Michinoku driver!!!

Hanson: Damn right! That’s my hero right there! And right here’s the cover!

MJ: 1! 2!!

Vinegar: Kick out at two! A very fast two!

Hanson: See now she’s trying to apologize because she finally sees the error of her ways. Guess what though it aint gonna work!

Vinegar: Roberts pulling BoolZ back to his feet. Front Suplex, no, Roberts twists BoolZ in the air, and Randy lands in a hard back breaker! MJ looking for another pin.

Hanson: HA! BoolZ should have learned right after he rang the bell, you can’t give ‘The Headliner’ even a second! TRob going to the top!

Vinegar: Huge flying elbow!

Hanson: It’s over!

Vinegar: Here’s the cover.

MJ: 1! 2…

Vinegar: Another quick count, and another kick out at two!

Hanson: Hey, that just means I get to set here and watch Roberts continue to beat on BoolZ.

Vinegar: Roberts pulling BoolZ to the corner, he hoists him up to the top rope, and it looks like MJ is begging Travis to finish this match!

Hanson: She’d better get used to begging the ‘Blessed One’.

Vinegar: SUPERPLEX!

Hanson: And the cover! This time it’s over!

MJ: 1, 2, 3/4!!!

Vinegar: Kick out! I don’t believe it, and it looks like neither does the Unified Champion!

Hanson: Jesus this guys harder to beat than the crabs he spreads to college co-eds!

Vinegar: MJ’s face with covered in agony! I refuse to believe this is what she had in mind. I refuse to believe this was her plan!

Hanson: Of course it isn’t. Her plan was for Travis to be the one kicking the hell beat out of him! And it’s BoolZ’s fucked up karma for playing along!

Vinegar: Hold on, Roberts pulling BoolZ to his feet…

Hanson: He’s dead weight. Who’s carrying who now?

Vinegar: Roberts crossing RBI’s arms…

Hanson: Whiteout coming! It’ll definitely be over after this.

Vinegar: He’s up, NO BoolZ twists into an arm wringer, pulls in Roberts, short arm drop kick to that bad arm!

Hanson: How the hell…

Vinegar: BoolZ is still down though. I think that was more instinct and knowing Travis Roberts. Obsessing on Travis Roberts! Folks there’s a reason this kid’s never been pinned! MJ is in shock! Mortified shock!

Hanson: She’s not the only one! Roberts is clutching at that shoulder and BoolZ I think is out cold!

Vinegar: Well both men are fighting to their feet. Roberts makes it first, but falls back into the corner. BoolZ on his knees sees Roberts, runs, NOFLYZONE!

Hanson: He should have listened to the name of that move! Roberts hits the mat, and BoolZ gets nothing but what I hope is a broken back as he goes slamming into the turnbuckle, and crashing to the canvas! Roberts back in control!

Vinegar: Travis trying to shake out that arm as he pulls RBI back to a vertical base, and then walks him backwards towards the corner.

Hanson: I know what’s coming, and this will do it!

Vinegar: ‘The TWiSTeD Revolutionary’ climbs to the second rope, captures Randy’s head under his left arm…

Hanson: DIAMOND DUST…

Vinegar: BoolZ plants his feet, inverted DDT, no turns Roberts back to the ring, INVERTED DISCOMBOOLZALATOR!!!

Hanson: That harpy’s gonna make a fast count I know it! Look at that bitch already on the mat waiting!

Vinegar: Come on kid, now’s your chance! Make the cover!

Hanson: What is that stupid goof doing!?! He’s just sitting there.

Vinegar: Make the cover kid! MJ is frantically demanding, begging, BoolZ to cover Travis… Was that a please?

Hanson: I think it was fleas. He gave her fleas!

Vinegar: No, BoolZ is up to his feet. Cover him!

Hanson: He’s climbing the ropes. Don’t make another stupid decision. If you ever get a chance to pin a man as great as Travis Roberts you take it!

Vinegar: MJ standing between BoolZ and Travis, and ordering BoolZ to make the cover. BoolZ is shouting for her to move while holding his perch. He’s going for the StarGazer.

Hanson: He’ll need more than that.

Vinegar: BoolZ and MJ are arguing about the cover. BoolZ is screaming at her to get out of the way, and MJ is almost tearful wanting this match to end.

Hanson: Sucks to be you kid. Missed ya chance, and now ‘The Headliner’ is back up.

Vinegar: STARGAZER OVER MJ…

Hanson: Oh my god.

Vinegar: …

Hanson: Damn right motherfucker! Travis moves, hits the back of FoolZ’s legs in the air adding just enough extra rotation, the perfect angled amount, and dumdum crash lands! Roberts now, it’s academic, TWiSTeD Tourniquet! He’s gotta tap now. Yeah that shut you up huh, Nick.

Vinegar: Folks I don’t know what say. BoolZ landed hard on the top of his head. MJ is frozen. Travis has that crucifix arm bar locked in. I… I…

Hanson: Damnit FoolZ knocked himself out. He can’t tap. Hold up.

MJ: Ӧ£3!!!

Vinegar: BoolZ shoulders were down, she made the count. That’s it.

Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, and STILL GIW UNIFIED CHAMPION, TRRAAVISSSS RRROOOOBBBBEEEERRRRRTTTTTTTTSSSSSS!!!!!

Hanson: Damn right that’s it! And before you start bitching about a fast count she coulda counted to 100 if she knew the number, and it wouldn’t have mattered! Roberts is still the champ, bitches!

Vinegar: MJ demands the title belts, hands them to Roberts, and looks like she’s telling him to leave.

Hanson: Oh did poor little boy toy get hurt. This makes me sick. Look at MJ kneeling by FoolZ, kissing his boo boo.

Vinegar: Roberts now almost seems frozen watching MJ check on BoolZ as RBI sits up with a very vacant look.

Hanson: Ah, fuck them hoes! Travis holds that Unified Title high in the air for all to see.

Vinegar: YARI KICK...OUT OF NOWHERE!

Hanson: Where the fuck did that little back fighter come from!

Vinegar: I don’t know, but Alex Kiseragi has Glenn Burke with him, and here’s a cover!

Burke: 1!

Hanson: What is this! This isn’t a match!

Burke: 2!!

Vinegar: Wait, last week. BoolZ and Roberts both told Kiseragi “anywhere, anytime”!

Burke: 3!!!

Hanson: Bullshit!

Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen I’ve just been informed that Alex Kiseragi is the winner of an impromptu Unified Title Match, so here is your winner AND NEW GIW UNIFIED GLOBAL CHAMPION, ALEXXX KISEERRRRAAAAGGGGIIII!!!!!

Vinegar: I don’t believe it!

Hanson: This is bullshit! Look at that little back fighter run for the hills now!

Vinegar: Folks that it, we're right out of time! Tune in to Sentinel Sunday night, and hopefully we’ll be able to shed a little more light on what just happened!


Travis Roberts: 8

Randy Boolzian: 4

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Infinity 2009 Credits

Intro Video
T-Rob

Introductory Hanson/Vinegar Spiel
A-Kis

JK, Phantom & Jazz vs ADD & BeeB
JK

Chief Nigga First Round Battle Royale
A-Kis

JK & Boss P
JK

Dredd vs Chinatsu
Dredd

Semi Final: Hastings vs Gabby
T-Rob

Semi-Final: A-Kis vs Ghost
T-Rob

GIW Tag Team Championship
‘Diamond’ Jack

eD & Travis & Tate
T-Rob

Chief Nigga Final : Ghost vs Gabby
T-Rob

Unified Global Championship Match(es)
BoolZ

Graphics
Moss Edwards

Editor
T-Rob