Synergy #3 Results - April 19, 2010

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to this week’s issue of Synergy! We are coming to you live, as ever, through the Internet; alongside me is Hans Lieberjosch...

Lieberjosch: Dr....

Vinegar: I apologise, Dr. Hans Lieberjosch, and Covert Jay.

Jay: Huttah! Tonight’s card looks like one that any respectable ninja could enjoy.

Vinegar: That’s right; we are still to see the New Hardcore champion, Jet Somers taking on “Joker” Mark Matthews and Jason Grant in a triple threat match, and you’d have to think that this is a bit of a restful week for the new champ when taking into consideration last week’s manic Battle Royale.

Lieberjosch: If you read article 48 in my published papers on professional wrestling, you would realise that a true champion would never take any match less serious than anything else, one slip-up could cost him a victory. Besides, that is hardly the most important match on the card.

Vinegar: That’s right; we also see the GIW Global champion, Donovan Hastings, tag with the GIW.com champion Alex Kiseragi....

Jay: DRAGON!!!!

Lieberjosch: Must you do that every time? It gets quite annoying!

Vinegar: Back on topic, we see them take on the LWF world champion Red Fusion, and Cross-hemisphere champion, Travis Pierce.

Jay: My ninja senses tell me that the Dragon will finally unleash his great fire-breathing power and burn his opponents to a crisp!

Lieberjosch: Oh for the love of.....

The lights dim to black. Suddenly, two giant golden spotlights appear shooting upwards. They aim towards each other, then around the arena before ending at the entrance to the stage. "I've Got It All" hits the arena to a sound of resounding boos, as Eric Gold walks out, arms wide open as in he is just taking the heat without a care in the world. He widens his legs, before sitting into them. He leans forward before sliding both hands through his hair. At the same time he slightly leans backwards and as soon as he is upright again, Gold shoots up in the air, bringing his arms in. At the landing, he extends both arms sharply, as a giant pyro behind him explodes leaving a Golden like waterfall. Gold walks forward and slides into the ring.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight’s opening contest is scheduled for ONE FAAAAL!!!!! Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 260lbs, and standing at six foot six, ERIC GOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: Newcomer Eric Gold ladies and Gentlemen, signing a contract with UGWC just after our first show was aired; making his debut tonight....and I’m fairly certain that Covert Jay has already had a run in with him.

Jay: What can I say? It had to be done...

“Bullet with Butterfly wings”

Andy Savana walks out with a Title in one hand, and a clipboard and pen in the other hand; he does his usual Neck-snap, before walking down to the ring

Dennis: And introducing his opponent, from Houston Texas, weighing in at 244lbs and standing at six foot two, ANNNDY SAVAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Andy slides in to the ring and approaches Eric

Lieberjosch: What the hell is he doing?

Vinegar: I have no idea, it looks like he’s trying to convince Eric to Jump ship or something, even going as far as to offer his opponent a championship?

Eric grabs the title, and the contract; he drapes the title over his shoulder; and shakes Savana’s hand; people start cheering; Savana turns to walk backstage, only for Eric to run in and smack Andy over the head with the title. East calls for the bell as Gold throws the title into the audience and tears up Savana’s contract.

Jay: Any Ninja could have seen that coming a mile away.

Lieberjosch: Then why didn’t you say anything?

Jay: Ninjas don’t give away matches either.

Vinegar: Well, an unorthodox start by the new comer here, who has picked up Savana and thrown him in towards the ropes, Savana comes back, and hits a clothesline on Gold!

Lieberjosch: And the fool is not capitalising on this situation, instead opting to flirt with Ms East.

Jay: Gold has arisen and snuck up behind Savana like a ninja, and gets him with an Elbow smash to the area he hit him with the title a few minutes ago.

Lieberjosch:....you mean his head?

Jay: Ninjas don’t use such simple words.

Vinegar: Nonetheless, Gold has capitalized on this and is going for the quick victory.

ONE!

TWO!!!

Vinegar: Savana kicks out!

Lieberjosch: And Gold taking his frustration out on the referee instead of inflicting more damage on his opponent, which is what I explain in article 39 about in ring psychology.

Vinegar: Savana has taken advantage on this distraction, and gets Gold in a schoolboy pin.

ONE!

Vinegar: TIGHTS! SAVANA’S HOLDING THE TIGHTS!

TWO!!!

Vinegar: No! East has realised that he was holding Gold’s tights and has broken the pin!

Lieberjosch: Now this is what I meant, Savana is going right back on the attack, picking Gold up for a Suplex.

Jay: And Gold counters with Ninja-like reflexes into that Code breaker!

Vinegar: THE HIGHLIGHT!

Lieberjosch: Well it was a good move, but hardly the highlight of the match.

Vinegar: Here’s the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!!!

THREE!!!!!!

DING! DING!

Dennis: Here is your winner, ERIC GOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: Eric successful in his debut here tonight, and you have to wonder if Savana is really there as of late, he seems lacking in something.

Jay: Stay tuned, more Ninja action coming up!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Well folks, it is time for one half of the LWF Tag Champions to face off against one half of the GIW's Tag Champions! We have Raenius against The Hitman!

Covert Jay: The Hitman? You mean!

Lieberjosch: No, it is not Bret Hart..... For the thirty sixth time this evening...

Vinegar: Anyway, here comes Raenius!

"Bury Me In Smoke” hits. All is dark and as the guitar plays, and as the music hits a riff, lights of dark purple and white rise up. They flash and swirl in random form, seeming to have no particular pattern as Raenius and Chassie Fear walk out from backstage with their titles.

Dennis: Introducing first, representing the Covenant, being accompianed by Chassie Fear. One half of the GIW Tag Team Champions! RAENIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Vinegar: Last week, The Covenent lost a tag match to Pierce and Kiseragi -

Covert Jay: DRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNN!

Lieberjosch: He's not here!

Vinegar: So whilst they lost, to Pierce and... GIW.com Champion, -

Covert Jay: That won't stop me...

Vinegar: The Brick City Boyz, beat the Thames Valley Hit Squad. So who will get the momentum tonight?

Sonny Sandoval is heard over the P.A. saying "Lights out...." as the arena then goes dark. "...Word on the streets is the boys is back". The intro of "Lights Out" starts as the arena is flashing white lights and the entrance if filled with smoke. As the lyrics starts, The Brick City Boyz emerge from the smoke looking down then turn a full circle then looks out into the crowd then walks forward. They begin to shake his wrists then throw the east coast sign in the air, as pyro goes off to his sides, pointing at the crowd. They proceeds to go down the rampway high-fiving fans on each side he pause at about 5ft away from the ring and takes a breather.

Dennis: And his opponent. Being accompianed by Derick Felix. From New Jersey. He is one half of the LWF Tag Team Champions! Representing, The Brick City Boyz... DAVID LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

At the bottom of the ramp the two look at one another, nod and jump up onto the apron. They slingshot themselves over the top rope and climb up opposite turnbuckles to pose.

Vinegar: Felix takes hold of Lopes' belt whilst Fear takes Raenius' belt. The two men look at each other in the ring, and start to circle one another.

Covert Jay: Cirles? But they are in a square...

Vinegar: And Lopes takes charge with a stunning Running Elbow Smash! Down falls Raenius but he is back up in seconds.

Lieberjosch: Did that New Yorker think he could take out Raenius with a simple elbow move? I pity that boys brain. He is clearly not up to standard as... Well everyone else!

Covert Jay: Ya know. I impersonated an New Yorker once.

Vinegar: Raenius, kick to the gut. Lopes stumbles back a step or two. Neckbreaker! Lopes on the mat as Raenius picks him back up before throwing him to the corner!

Lieberjosch: Lots of move can be done from the corner. Wonder which one he'll pick?

Vinegar: He's picking the Tarantula!

Lieberjosch: So he decided to pick a spider to impersonate? Pfft.

Covert Jay: Yeah... And one set of nachos.....

Lieberjosch: What on Earth are you doing?

Covert Jay: Ordering nachos.

Lieberjosch: But you're talking nonsense to yourself.

Covert Jay: Ninja Redtooth in my headband.

Lieberjosch: Oh. In that case, order me an Hot Cross Bun.

Vinegar: Raenius finally letting go of the hold, and Lopes looks a little worn out.

Lieberjosch: And Raenius connects the Snap Suplex before getting ready for what seems like the Buzz Killer.

Vinegar: And he just does that!

Lieberjosch: And now Jay will shout out some obscure reference.

Covert Jay: I've seen Schrödinger's cat!

Vinegar: Raenius bounces off the ropes going for a Flying Lariat! No! Lopes ducks and rolls at the minute before hitting the Precision Kick! Showing us one the BCB are one of the most athletic teams here!

Lieberjosch: Was quite a shock move there, I'll admit it. But it won't last.

Vinegar: Lopes now in command, and a Dropkick sends Raenius to the outside! Lopes runs backwards then towards Raenius and hits a Suicide Plancha!

Lieberjosch: Fear rushes around to Raenius and Lopes, but Felix suddenly runs across the apron and lands infront of Fear to stop her reaching Raenius!

Vinegar: Raenius is up and throws Lopes into the barricade. Now a big boot to the face of Lopes squashes his head into the barricade. He grabs Lopes and throws him back in.

Lieberjosch: Fear goes for a Leaping Knee Strike to Felix, who rolls out the way and instead gets Raenius! Raenius drops down from the apron to quickly check his face, before Felix connects the Fade 2 Black on Fear!

Vinegar: Raenius spins Felix straight into an Rippersnapper!

Covert Jay: The whipper snapper? How old is that guy?

Vinegar: Raenius climbs back in the ring and charges at Lopes who leapfrogs over him! Raenius bounces off the ropes and goes for a Clothesline!

Lieberjosch: I doubt it will work, he will probably miss.

Vinegar: And Raenius is suddenly pulled into an BLACKOUT!

Lieberjosch: Wait what?

Vinegar: Lopes pins!

ONE!

TWO!

Lieberjosch: Just as I thought. Fear prevents the three count by pulling Lopes off.

Vinegar: Felix now drags Fear away from the ring!

Covert Jay: I got dragged away from the ring once. And I was in the match!

Lieberjosch: I think you're being confused with the time when Cyndi Lauper was singing the national anthem and you went in to kidnap her, so the security guards took you out...

Covert Jay: Really? Oh yeah I was...

Vinegar: Raenius! Going for the Full Frontal!

Covert Jay: Lopes spins over him though! And rolls him up with a School-Boy!

ONE!

Lieberjosch: Really a school boy? Pathetic...

TWO!

THREE!

Dennis: Here is your winner! DAVID LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Vinegar: The BCB get the momentum for this week!

Lieberjosch: However that could, and most likely will, shortly.

Covert Jay: Schrödinger's cat loves snausages.

[Lord Hastings]

Travis Roberts is walking backstage, and he rounds the corner and nearly runs right into Robert Ooley, waiting for him with his baseball bat leaning against his shoulder.

Ooley: Ah, there you are, Trevor. Old Bob was looking for you.

Roberts: Huh?

Ooley: Now, I don't do this a lot, so pay attention. We owe you an apology, although to be honest with you, I'd blame Most Rewards.

Robets: What are you-

Ooley: Don't be interrupting, Trevor, or Louis here will have to explain it to you. As I was saying, we want to mix things up around here, but putting you in a match against your own partner in the main event, that wasn't in the cards. So accept this as an...our bad.

Roberts hesistates and bites his lip for a moment before responding.

Roberts: You want the other Trevor.

Ooley: What's that?

Ooley looks over the card in his hand.

Ooley: Oh, look at that. Old Bob doesn't have to apologize to you after all. As you were.

Ooley steps aside, and Roberts shakes his head before continuing on his way. Ooley watches him go, with a smile on his face.

Ooley: Sucker.

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Folks welcome back to Synergy!

Lieberjosch: Welcome back? Perhaps the man whom wishes he could be considered my colleague has yet to realize the internet doesn't have commercial breaks.

Covert Jay: The mouse lags through the slagful cheese.

Vinegar/Lieberjosch: What?

Covert Jay: Buffering like wax on wax off.

Dennis: Guys maybe I can help. Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first standing six feet even, weighting in at 190 pounds, representing Midday Oil, this is Paul Cooccckkkkkaaaaatttttttooooooooooooooo!!

A Dijerido is heard playing in the arena as a shot of some kangaroos bounding off into the sunset is shown on the GUWC-a-Tron before the opening Riff for "Beds are burning" by Midnight Oil takes over the P.A. system as "The Original Aboriginal" makes his way down to the ring, smiling a big smile showing blindingly white teeth. as he walks down, he high fives a couple of fans, and if he can, manages to take a peek down some hot girls tops. he slides into the ring, and does an air drum solo to the drum solo of beds are burning, before flashing another smile to the crowd and awaiting his opponent.

Lieberjosch: Perfect. Another tiny competitor. It is a sad and pathetic state of affairs when the soon to be leader in business cannot seem to find enough men of proper stature to keep the string beans off of television.

Vinegar: Internet.

Covert Jay: I tweeted a Google and you just got Youtubed. In your Facebook!

Lieberjosch: Regardless, the fact that this fence post is currently in the ring only helps ensure the interpretation that the World Wide Web is overflowing with skinny, sickly, kids would couldn't find a weight room unless you gave them a heads up display, spawn point, and stuck a flag on the butterfly machine.

Vinegar: Paul Cockatoo is a fine physical example at six feet tall and just a hair under two hundred pounds.

Lieberjosch: We've had this conversation before. He's a wrestler which means a 'hair under 200 pounds' is about 40 pounds light on muscle. I do not know what your GIW passed off as impressive, but he looks like some indy worker moonlighting from his gig at the Subway.

Dennis: And his opponent standing....

Covert Jay: Interloper!

Vinegar: Folks it looks like one of Dirge's associates, David Damarest, is making his way to the ring.

Lieberjosch: There you see that. Look at this Damarest fellow standing next to Cockatoo. They look of similar build, no? But Damarest is taller I'd wager a good 30 pounds heavier, and just looks more formidable, does he not?

Vinegar: I believe that is a matter up for interpretation.

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen I have just been informed that do to unseen circumstances the 'Greater Evil' Dirge was unable....

Vinegar: And Damarest covers Mitchell's mic.

Lieberjosch: Tell me that nerd announcer isn't intimidated.

Dennis: Ok, ok. Ladies and Gentlemen I've been told Dirge "is to busy to waste his time" with Paul Cockatoo. There for David Damarest will be taking his place. So standing....

Vinegar: Cockatoo almost looks relieved at this news.

Lieberjosch: Not for long.

Covert Jay: Oh fortune cookie say lucky number 12.

Vinegar: Damarest with a cheap shot to Cockatoo's throat, and Hazel East calls for the bell. We're underway.

Lieberjosch: See. Damarest isn't even a real wrestler, but by size alone he's taken control.

Vinegar: Yeah, by size I assume you mean fighting dirty.

Lieberjosch: Think about that. Fighting dirty? Fighting is a dirty cruel game. Why handicap yourself trying to fight clean?

Vinegar: Damarest looking to capitalize on the sudden start, and tries to tie in some sort of submission hold to the downed Cockatoo.

Lieberjosch: It's a pressure point nerve hold if you're not used to being in the ring. Nothing fancy but undeniably effective.

Vinegar: Or not! Cockatoo with a small package.

East: 1!... 2!!...

Lieberjosch: And Damarest knows enough to kick out at two.

Covert Jay: First up is the last down.

Vinegar: Cockatoo wins the race to his feet, and meets Damarest with Fall from Ularu!

Lieberjosch: That sneaky lanky fool!

East: 1!... 2!!... 3!!!

Vinegar: And it's over! Cockatoo, Midday Oil, pick up another notch over Dirge and his thugs!

Dennis: Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner... Paaauuuuulllllllllllll Cockaaaaaaaaattttttooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: It’s a great night that we’ve had so far, and we continue on, here on Synergy!

“Cochise” begins to play, and Travis Roberts emerges from the curtain, his arms spread wide open as he starts to come down the ramp.

Mitchell: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, currently residing in Los Angeles, California, The Blessed One, TRAVVVISS ROBBBBBBBBBERRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTSSSSS!!!!

Covert Jay: It’s the OTHER other Travis!

Vinegar: What?

Covert Jay: Well, Travis Pierce is the other Travis, yes? So Roberts is the OTHER other Travis.

Vinegar: Right.

Covert Jay: I’m glad you agree.

Vinegar: No, I just meant I actually understood what you were trying to say.

Lieberjosch: What he is, is a cast away. His fifteen minutes are up, even his supposed partner and friend knows it, he’s moved on to a more useful partner.

Vinegar: Hastings had nothing to do that, he doesn’t make the card.

Covert Jay: So you say!

The lights go out kicking on a red glow from under the ramp. ‘Come Together’ kicks in and Tyvola lumbers out from the back and into the ring.

Mitchell: Introducing his partner, currently residing in Los Angeles, California, the Jackal of Jwar Isle, TYYYYYYVOOOLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAA!!!

Covert Jay: This is a natural team!

Lieberjosch: Because Tyvola is a bum, and Roberts is destined to be one too?

Covert Jay: They both currently reside in Los Angeles!

Vinegar: The difference of course being that for Tyvola, any back alley will do, but Travis Roberts has a more permanent residence.

Lieberjosch: eD cASe’s couch?

Vinegar: Um…

Covert Jay: Exactly my point! Let’s call them the Blessed Back Alley Bums!

Vinegar: I don’t think that’s going to work.

Covert Jay: You’d be surprised.

The lights dim to a near blackout, as all you can see on the Titantron is the words: "He Is Here!" Suddenly, an explosion erupts from the stage as "Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin starts up. Medos appears just as the chorus starts. He walks to the front of the stage, looks around, raises one hand up slowly, then throws it down as yet another explosion appears from behind him. The screen is showing Medos wrestling with several other wrestlers from previous matches. Medos carries on walking down, he slaps hands with one fan, and walks past the others. He rolls into the ring, and towards an turnbuckle. He points at the fans, raises his hand to his forehead, sticks his index and middle finger out, and salutes the fans. He then prepares himself.

Mitchell: And their opponents, introducing first, from Somerset, England, the English Enigma, MEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSS!!!

Vinegar: Medos has looked sharp in his first few appearances here in UGWC, he’ll be teaming together with an individual he knows from his time in LWF.

Covert Jay: But he may not remember that, as we all know that British people naturally have smaller brains.

Vinegar: That’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve said yet.

Covert Jay: Don’t be silly! I have and will say worse, just give it time, platypus.

Lieberjosch: I know myself to be smarter than the typical British citizen, but of course I’m smarter than everybody I’ve met, it makes it difficult to be humble.

Vinegar: Right.

“Phucking Phreak” hits, and Phrixus Deimos comes slowly down the ramp, a wry smile on his face as he stares at Roberts.

Mitchell: And his partner, the Embodiment of Fear, PHRIXXXUS DEEEEEIIIIIIIIMMOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSS!!!

Covert Jay: I’m happy to see more equal elongations this week in tag matches.

Vinegar: I suppose it’s the little things in life that can make you happy.

Covert Jay: Yes, that and coconuts.

Vinegar: Whatever floats your boat, as Brian Chartreuse is ready to get us underway, starting this match with Medos against Tyvola.

Covert Jay: A battle of singularly named foes!

DING DING!

Vinegar: Somewhat of a clash of styles here, the large brawler Tyvola, against a smaller, agile opponent in Medos.

Covert Jay: You think we’ll see a styles clash?

Vinegar: I said clash of styles, there was no reference intended, but Tyvola intends to start this match with a clotheslines, Medos ducks under it, fighting Tyvola back with right hands.

Lieberjosch: And clearly, all his time spent garbage picking has taken its toll on Tyvola, as there is no excuse for a man his size to NOT immediately crush and obliterate an irritant such as Medos.

Vinegar: It could still happen, as Tyvola catches Medos with a knee lift, and he whips him off the ropes and floors him with a big boot. Setting up a powerbomb, clearly looking to finish off Medos quickly.

Lieberjosch: As he should.

Covert Jay: Ninja escape!

Vinegar: Medos managed to roll right over the back, impressive, he kicks Tyvola in the back of the leg and comes off the ropes, right into a powerslam!

Lieberjosch: Article 73 was of course about the inevitability of the big man crushing the small man, as is being demonstrated right before us.

Vinegar: Medos trying to get back to his feet…

Lieberjosch: WRONG WAY WAR HAMMER!!!

Vinegar: Tyvola doesn’t take the opportunity to go for the cover, instead…just, standing around and staring…

Covert Jay: Oh MAN would you look at that!?!? Unbelievable!

Vinegar: Travis Roberts yelling at his partner to go for a cover, looks like he can’t believe it either, as Medos is managing to recover.

Covert Jay: Wow, I can’t believe he is getting up from that beatdown.

Vinegar: Tyvola certainly does employ some high impact maneuvers.

Covert Jay: …eh?

Vinegar: What were you talking about?

Covert Jay: What were YOU talking about?

Lieberjosch: That’s the problem with these gnats like Medos, if you don’t keep stomping them down, they go and do something stupid, like get back up.

Vinegar: Tyvola finally going after him again, BUT MEDOS CONNECTS WITH TRANSATLANTIC TROUBLE!!!

Covert Jay: Every ninja is blessed with the ability to surprise an unsuspecting opponent with an attack such as that.

Vinegar: Speaking of blessed, we’re about to see The Blessed One, as Roberts reaches over the ropes and makes a tag, and now Deimos is saying that he wants a tag as well.

Lieberjosch: We saw during his entrance that Phrixus Deimos seemed to be focused on Travis Roberts, now that Roberts is in the match, Deimos wants in too!

Vinegar: Medos looks like he needs a break anyway, so he’s happy to make the tag.

Lieberjosch: Of course he needs a break, he was in the ring with Tyvola!

Vinegar: Who is now at ringside eating popcorn out of a young fan’s bag, might be some sanitation issues there, as meanwhile Deimos has Roberts in a side headlock in the ring, Roberts pushes him off, Deimos ducking a clothesline on the return, going for a sleeper, but Roberts elbows him away, takes him down with an arm drag after what was an impressive exchange between these two.

Covert Jay: Fear’s ninjastic skills have been well documented, Roberts isn’t too shabby either.

Vinegar: Roberts whipping Deimos into a corner, but Deimos jumping up onto the turnbuckle, FAINTING!!!

Covert Jay: A flying ninja attack like no other!

Vinegar: Cover!

Chartreuse: ONE!!!




TWO!!!




Vinegar: Roberts kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Good, I would have been disappointed to see a match with a great hoss like Tyvola end with some corkscrew crap.

Vinegar: Deimos with a clothesline, but Roberts sidesteps it and hits a full nelson slam! Looking for a reverse figure four, but Deimos kicks him away. Roberts charges, but Deimos to his feet, and he counters with a belly to belly overhead throw, sending Roberts sprawling!

Lieberjosch: Roberts should know that his best chance of winning is to get the monster back into the ring!

Vinegar: Even if he wanted to, Tyvola was at ringside taking a bite out of a guy’s hot dog until a moment ago, but he’s back on the apron, and the groggy Roberts makes the tag, Tyvola stepping back into the ring, but Deimos appears disinterested, tagging back out to Medos!

Lieberjosch: Because Deimos was only interested in Travis Roberts in this match, as we said before, he’s focused, focus being an invaluable asset, as discussed in Article 127.

Vinegar: Medos ducks under a clothesline from Tyvola, comes off the ropes, another TRANSATLANTIC TROUBLE…but Tyvola catches the leg! He slams into Medos with a heart punch!

Lieberjosch: You can’t pull out a card like that twice against a hoss like this!

Covert Jay: HOSS SMASH!

Vinegar: Tyvola has Medos set up, MAGUS!!!! Cover!

Chartreuse: ONE!!!




TWO!!!




THREE!!!




Mitchell: Here are your winners, Travis Roberts and TYYYYYVOOOLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAA!!!

Vinegar: Roberts and Tyvola are victorious, and Tyvola giving a hard stare at Roberts before leaving the ring!

Lieberjosch: It's the heft of the hoss, he's the reason they won that match, and Roberts needs to know it!

Vinegar: Deimos is the ring now, he's staring down at Medos, hold on a second, what's this?

Covert Jay: MILLENIAL DECAY!!! MILLENIAL DECAY!!!

Vinegar: Deimos just put his own partner in a submission hold! Brian Chartreuse trying to get him to release it, Sam Green has come down the ramp as well, and Deimos finally releases the hold, but he's looking extremely pleased with himself, as he leaves his partner lying in the ring!

[Lord Hastings]

We see Dexter Vines sitting backstage behind his desk.

Vines: An incredible night we've having so far, isn't it, folks? No Holds Barred: Adapt or Die is just two weeks away, and I'm here to bring you the latest twist to this tale. So far, we've got four title unification matches on our card, but two of them are about to get a whole lot more complicated.

A graphic on a monitor shows the new UGWC Chaos Championship.

Vines: One of our matches features the LWF Havok Champion, Kyle Tacker, taking on the GIW Hardcore Champion, Jet Somers. Well, it is the feeling of the Consortium that there is a third person that deserves to be a part of this match, the man who set the record for the longest Havok reign in LWF history, and so the match to determine the first ever UGWC Chaos Champion, will be a triple threat match, Jet Somers, versus Kyle Tacker, versus Jason Grant!

A graphic on the monitor shows a special type of cell around the ring.

Vines: That's not all! Another of our unification matches puts the LWF Tag Team Champions, the Brick City Boyz, against the GIW Tag Team Champions, the Covenant. As long time GIW fans are aware, No Holds Barred is an evening of matches that promote exactly the show's namesake, and is top to bottom stacked with crazy and intense matches. This match will be no different, as it will feature a type of match known well to fans of LWF...Prison Break. As you may know, Prison Break requires four teams, so the Conglomerate would like to announce the two teams that will be added to this match, the Thames Valley Hit Squad, and, fresh off their victory tonight, the team of Travis Roberts and Tyvola!

The monitor shows the graphic for No Holds Barred: Adapt or Die.

Vines: There is plenty more still to come. You'll be seeing a return of many gimmicks that you've seen in the past in both LWF and GIW, including: the Dragon's Cave, the Gates of Hell, the Hall of Mirrors, Three Levels of Hell, and more! You won't want to miss it, in two weeks, No Holds Barred: Adapt or Die!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: It’s triple threat action up next starring GIW’s first Hardcore Champion in over a year, Jet Somers.

Lieberjosch: I have a question for you.

Vinegar: That’s new. Come on then.

Lieberjosch: I have been researching GIW’s past and something struck me. How was Donovan Hastings the Hardcore Champion when the Unified Title was split after only a month?

Vinegar: What’re you talking about?

Jay: Yeah, what’re you smoking?

Lieberjosch: I see after Infinity 2009 that Alex Kiseragi returned the Hardcore title belt to Randy Boolzian and was later beaten for the TWiSTeD Fight Club title. How could these things happen if the titles were unified.

Vinegar: Well quite simply really. After Horizons ‘08 the titles were Unified. After The Dragon-

Jay: Draaaaaaaaaaaaaaagoooooooooooooooooon!

Vinegar: Yes, him. When he took the title belts he tried to return the Hardcore belt to BoolZ as a sign of good will. The title was defunct and possession of the Hardcore belt didn’t make you a Champion. It was simply meant as a symbol of BoolZ achievement.

Jay: Makes sense to me.

Vinegar: Then it can’t be too complicated.

Jay: Hey!

Lieberjosch: You mean the belts don’t necessarily mean you’re the Champion.

Vinegar: Exactly.

Lieberjosch: Ridiculous I tell you!

Vinegar: Well that’s how it is, get over it.

"Screwed" by Dale Oliver hits as Inferno walks out to the boos of the crowd. He soaks up the heat and lifts two arms up at the same time like he is absorbing it all. He throws his two arms down as explosions boom from the stage behind him.

Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match! Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan! Weighing in at 300lbs! The Inferno, Jason Graaaaaaant!!!

He walks down to the ring, ignoring the fans, climbs up the steel steps. Before he enters he points to the fans and taunts them before climbing into the ring. He stands in the middle of the ring, and shouts aloud, showing all the tense muscles in his body as he awaits his opponent.

Vinegar: No doubt you’re rooting for this guy right Hans.

Lieberjosch: No, need to ‘root’. He will be victorious.

Jay: Even though he sucks?

Lieberjosch: He doesn’t suck you insolent-

A quick blackout, a hushed tone, and a gravel-like voice comments over the PA:

"The measure of an individual can be difficult to discern by actions alone. ”

A blast of noise as K.M.F.D.M.'s Free Your Hate blares out of the speakers. The lights come up, and Joker makes his way from behind the curtain, out to the ring. Jerry follows behind, adamantly waving to the crowd as if he were the celebrity. Joker, on the other hand, remains stoic, scowling and unimpressed.

Dennis: And the opponent! From Manchester, England! Weighing in at 184lbs! The Joker, Mark Mattheeeeeeews!!!

Upon reaching the ring, Joker vaults up, climbing the nearest turnbuckle, and pounded his chest once, twice, three times, before climbing down. Jerry takes his position at ringside to watch over the events in the ring.

A silhouette resembling Jet Somers appears in the distance of the hallway, walking toward the screen. A distorted and distant Mark Collie wails: 'In time, your time will be no more...,' and the vertical control suddenly flips out as Nonpoint's "Everybody Down" hits hard and Jet runs out from behind the curtain. He runs to the edge of the stage and pumps his fist in the air a few times.

Dennis: And finally! From Deep Creek, Mississippi! Weighing in at 185lbs! He is the GIW Hardcore Champion! The Wild Card, Jet Someeeeeers!!!

At 'And when I stomp you' Jet sprints down the ramp, slapping hands in the crowd as he goes, running to leap onto the apron of the ring. He grabs the rope with one hand and pumps the other fist in the air on each 'Everybody Down!' chant of the chorus. Jet finally steps in, bouncing on the balls of his feet and throwing shadow punches to warm up.

Vinegar: That’s all three men in the ring now and you have to think the pressure is really on Somers in this one.

Jay: I think it’s on Grant.

Vinegar: Why’s that?

Jay: If he loses again it’ll be clear he sucks more than Ryan Seacrest.

Lieberjosch: Why you little-

Ding! Ding!

Vinegar: This ones underway. Jet and Mark seem a little weary of each other in the early stages. Word backstage was there’s been some unusual tension between them. They’ve been somewhat suspicious of one another.

Lieberjosch: Well they should pay more attention to the Inferno as he just took-

Vinegar: Nothing but air. Grant goes for a double clothesline but his opponents duck him. Somers with a leg sweep and Matthews goes for the pin but Jet breaks it up straight away. Goes for a cover of his own and Matthews breaks it up.

Jay: Man I haven’t seen something that tense since Kanye West interrupted Taylor Swift’s award presentation.

Vinegar: Both men staring each other down but they start to drag Grant up to his feet. Double suplex takes him down again.

Lieberjosch: This is not surprising. Those two men are far too small. Jason Grant is bigger then both of them together.

Vinegar: Not quite.

Lieberjosch: Shut-up. These cowardly little men have to gang up to win this match. It’s pathetic.

Vinegar: Jet Somers has beaten many a large opponent. I don’t think that’s the issue here. See, both men lock up, collar and elbow, but Somers has no trouble moving into a Muay Thai clinch and puts some punishing knees to the body of the Joker, drives him back to the corner.

Lieberjosch: It takes more than that suplex to keep a man like Jason Grant down though. He’s up and charging Somers.

Vinegar: Who dodges at the last second.

Jay: Like a ninja!

Vinegar: And Grant avalanches Joker in the corner. Somers will a school boy roll-up!

1!

2!

Vinegar: Close but not quite.

Lieberjosch: Close? Nowhere near.

Vinegar: Both men back up and Jet starts throwing body shots.

Lieberjosch: They’re having very little effect though. He doesn’t have the hitting power to hurt a 300lbs monster. That why MMA fighters have weight classes, because little men can’t compete.

Vinegar: Well Grant using his size to his advantage this time and pulls Somers up into a vicious looking Bear Hug. He’s going to drive the wind right out of him.

Lieberjosch: We could see a submission right here.

Vinegar: Matthews runs to the ropes though. Springboard dropkick to the back of Jason Grant makes him drop the Wild Card and puts him down to one knee. Somers follows up with a roundhouse kick to the side of Grant’s head that puts him down.

Jay: That’s a ninja death strike right there yo.

Vinegar: Somers tries for a cover but Matthews is there to break it up straight away again. Joker goes for a back suplex. Jet with a great show of athleticism though lands on his feet and takes a rear waist lock. Joker fights him off with a series of back elbows and turns right into a DDT. Cover by Joker.

1!

2!

Vinegar: There’s the kick-out. Kinda puts paid to your cowardly little men theory.

Lieberjosch: You’d like to think so wouldn’t you, pedant.

Vinegar: Grant just dragged himself up in the corner. Joker’s pulling Somers to his feet and taking him over. Looks like he wants to double team the Champion now.

Jay: Oh Somers will need some real ninja skills to get out of this.

Vinegar: Both men putting the boots to the Wild Card in the corner. He’s taking a pounding. Now the double foot choke. That’s an illegal hold.

Lieberjosch: In Somers so called profession he tries to choke people all the time. He can’t complain about this.

Vinegar: He can’t but Owen Peterson can, he’s getting in the middle and breaking it up.

Lieberjosch: If it wasn’t certain already Jason Grant will win this now. Somers is out of it and Joker can’t contend with him alone.

Jay: Ninjaaaaaaaaa!

Vinegar: Don’t count Jet Somers out. He just skinned the cat and pulled himself up onto the top rope. Peterson lets them free. Double front dropkick! One leg each for Joker and Inferno. Joker goes down, Inferno is staggered. Jet’s up, enziguri knocks Grant down.

Jay: Joker’s back. Joker’s back!

Vinegar: Matthews tries to grab Somers from behind but gets shrugged off and- Superman Punch! He takes a big shot for the effort. Somers is on fire. He’s leapt back up the turnbuckle. Grant’s right there on the floor. Moonsault! Connects! Here’s the cover!

1!

2!

3!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Dennis: Here is your winner! Jet Someeeeers!!!

Vinegar: Jet Somers with a great high flying move picks up the win once again. That kid has been on fire.

Jay: Hans you make worse predictions then the weather man.

Lieberjosch: Quiet you- grrrrr.

Vinegar: Good comeback. At this rate Somers is going to have so much momentum going into No Holds Barred, Kyle Tacker isn't going to know what hit him.

Jay: I’ll tell you what’ll hit him. The Ninja! Jet Somers!

Vinegar: Indeed, he...hold on, what's he doing here?

Jay: Kyle Tacker!

Viengar: Tacker is in the ring behind Somers, Jet doesn't see him, AND KYLE TACKER LAYS HIM OUT WITH A RIGHT HAND!

Jay: Brass knucks! He had the brass knucks!

Vinegar: Kyle Tacker just laid out Jet Somers with brass knuckles, I understand that's his trademark!

Jay: He might not know what hits him at No Holds Barred, but Kyle Tacker knows that hit Jet Somers here tonight!

[Lord Hastings]

Vinegar: Welcome back, it is indeed time for tonight’s Main Event, and now that Dexter Vines has officially announced the first matches for No Holds Barred, and this will effectively be a preview of two of the biggest unification matches.

Lieberjosch: I must admit, so far UGWC has done a remarkable job of handling this merge, it’s almost like they followed each and every step straight out of Article 196 ‘A Step-By-Step Guide, for dummies, on how to successfully integrate one wrestling company into another, without descending into the human equivalent of primates throwing their own faeces.’.

Covert Jay: I preferred Article 497.

Lieberjosch: No such article even exists!

Covert Jay: Sure it does, it’s the one entitled ‘The Day I Met A Ninja: How Covert Jay Changed My World Perspective’.

Lieberjosch: Where did they find you?

Covert Jay: No-one finds Ninja’s, we find you.

Vinegar: Let’s move back to more relevant matters, tonight we will see the GIW Global Heavyweight Champion, The LWF World Champion, The GIW.com Champion and the LWF Cross-Hemisphere Champion, all in action.

Lieberjosch: It will certainly give us a fair indication of what to expect of these Entertainment Professionals in Seattle, but don’t be fooled, they’ll be holding a fair bit back for the Unification Battles that lie ahead.

Vinegar: But not one of them will want to fall to their opponent just weeks before said match up.

Lieberjosch: Far worse to lose at No Holds Barred.

“Teahouse”

Dennis: The next match is a Tag Team Contest and is Scheduled for one fall, and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first The GIW.com Champion...ALLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEXXXXXXX KIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSEEEERRRRRAAAAAGGGGGIIIII!!!!

Covert Jay: How can one man pronounce, nay scream, so many X’s?

Vinegar: Mitchell Dennis possesses a unique talent, and speaking of talented men ‘The Dragon’ shows off a few of his moves underneath the GlobaTron.

Covert Jay: Truthfully, I’m hugely disappointed with him so far in UGWC.

Vinegar: Why’s that?

Covert Jay: Not a single instance of burninating...

Lieberjosch: What in the name of quality entertainment are you talking about.

Covert Jay: He hasn’t breathed fire on anyone yet. What’s the point in being a Dragon if you don’t burninate your enemies until they are good and crispy?

Lieberjosch: We’re back to this...

Vinegar: We’re back to Alex Kiseragi as he steps into the ring and hoists his title in the air from the top of the turnbuckle before back flipping onto his legs in the centre of the ring...

“You Know My Name”

Dennis: And his opponent, The LWF Cross-Hemisphere Champion...TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSS PPPPPIIIIIIEEEEEEERRRRRRCE!

Vinegar: That’s unorthodox, I was expecting Donovan to come out next.

Lieberjosch: Obviously they felt like doing something a little differently, is it too much of a change for you to comprehend, do you hate it?

Vinegar: No, that’s not what I’m saying at all, it just took me by surprise.

Covert Jay: Like that Koala Bear.

Vinegar: Huh?

Covert Jay: So sneaky in fact, that I inducted him into my Ninja Chapter, he’s currently on assignment in the Ivory Coast.

Vinegar: Aren’t you worried that information might expose him.

Covert Jay: Not at all, he’s a very talented Ninja.

Lieberjosch: What the hell are you guys talking about?

Vinegar: I have no idea. But what I do know is that Travis Pierce has made his way into the ring and is standing on the opposite side from Kiseragi, this is the first time since UGWC was formed that they are not on the same team.

Lieberjosch: And they have already built a strong dislike for each other, a history of conflict that has escalated as the weeks have passed, this week culminating in a scene reminiscent of Old School angles involving the likes of Jake Roberts and Mark Calaway .

“Immortal”

Dennis: Introducing Alex Kiseragi’s partner, the GIW Global Heavyweight Champion....DOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVAAAANNN HHHHHAAAASSSSTTTTIIIIINNNGSSSS!

Vinegar: And here is a the man Alex Kiseragi schemed alongside, a man who helped enable ‘The Dragon’ to plant a devastating Yari Kick to the face of Travis on his own show ‘The Piercing Truth’.

Lieberjosch: it wasn’t just a physical blow, but a mental one, these two former GIW Athletes have shown they can work together, Pierce and Fusion have shown less cohesion.

Vinegar: I’m sure both sides know their partners well, but the man approaching the ring now is in the best position, he has a clear idea regarding every person in the rin.

Lieberjosch: And remind me, how did that work out for him last week, didn’t he have two belts?

Vinegar: Battle Royale’s are unpredictable at the best of times and maybe he didn’t want two title matches at No Holds Barred, you heard the types of matches that are going to appear earlier from Dexter.

Lieberjosch: Or he might have found himself with at least one title at the end of the night, so far Fusion has got the upper hand over him. As interesting as the plot that unfolded on the Piercing Truth was, it did nothing to advance Donovan’s own interests, he might want to focus on softening up his opponent at No Holds Barred, rather than The Dragon’s.

Covert Jay: He don’t want him soft anyway, he wants him crispy.

“War Machine”

Dennis: Introducing Travis Pierce’s Partner, and the LWF World Champion....REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSIIIIIIOOOON!!!

Vinegar: And Fusion doesn’t wait around for pleasantries and he comes running out from backstage. A man who did it all in LWF, their final World Champion, a three time Cross-Hemisphere Champion AND Tag team Champion, two time Havok Champion and numerous others.

Lieberjosch: And Donovan overreacts, obviously paranoid that Fusion is so unpredictable he must take matters into his own hands, and his dives through the ropes and spears ‘The Master of Disaster’ into the ramp.

Vinegar: Glenn Burke has no choice but to call for the bell, and Travis Pierce takes advantage of Alex Kiseragi’s shock at Donovan’s behaviour and get’s a measure of payback for the humiliating Yari Kick with a Falling Sleeper Slam...

Lieberjosch: Donovan meanwhile is pounding away on Red as Burke starts to realise his protests may be in vain.

Vinegar: Travis taking out some frustration on Alex, who has shown him very little respect recently, and follows up with a leg drop...

Lieberjosch: Donovan rolls Red into the ring, and ignores Glenn Burke’s protestation to get onto the ring, he plants a forearm into the forehead of Fusion, and turns to Glenn Burke and reminds him that no-one officially agreed who would start the match, so their are logically no legal men...

Vinegar: Before Burke can respond Donovan is taken down by Travis Pierce with The Breakdown...

Lieberjosch: Pierce is obviousl fuelled by the humiliation he suffered on his own show, and has taken this match to both of his opponents, and turns to help his partner to his feet, before turning back to a rising Alex Kiseragi, and he leaps at him....SHIIIIINIIING WIIIIZZZZ...

Vinegar: No! The Dragon, counters and sends Pierce to the ground and locks in a leg lock...

Lieberjosch: Now it’s Red’s turn to ignore the words of Glenn Burke as he lift’s Donovan to his feet, and slams his forehead into the skull of the Global Heavyweight Champion, who crumples to the floor, and Fusion proceeds to stomp upon his stomach.

Vinegar: Alex has released the hold and clambered to his feet, and as Travis does likewise he quickly hip tosses him back to the canvas, and follows with a Senton Flip...

Lieberjosch: Fusion brings Hastings to his feet again and whips him into the corner, and follows him in, leaps over his head, landing on the top turnbuckle, before spinning round and hitting a Tornado DDT on Hastings...

Vinegar: Kiseragi turns his attention to Fusion, and as the World Champion lands, he turns right into an oncoming Superkick, and The Dragon quickly makes the cover...


1...

2...

Lieberjosch: Travis Pierce drags his Unification foe off his partner, spins the Dragon onto his back, before grabbing both legs and catapulting Kiseragi into the turnbuckle...

Vinegar: Donovan gets to his feet, as Red Fusion and Travis Pierce Both charge at him with a double clothesline...

Lieberjosch: But he ducks...

Vinegar: As they turn back to face him, The Lord Chief leaps, and grabs Red Fusion’s neck...SWINGING NECKBREAKER!

Lieberjosch: And he connects with a kick to the side of Pierce’s head as he swings...

Vinegar: A display of the instincts that have kept the Global Heavyweight title around his waist since December.

Lieberjosch: Kiseragi get’s to his feet and raises a smile as he see’s Donovan standing over both their oppoenents...

Vinegar: this match may have turned into a Tornado Tag, and it’s been incredibly unpredictable as Glenn Burke seems to have accepted he lost control.

Covert Jay: That’s why Ninja’s should be referee’s, we never lose control of ourselves or situations.

Vinegar: Kiseragi is crouched awaiting Travis Pierce rising, as Donovan get’s Fusion to his feet...DESTINY’S CALL!!!

Lieberjosch: Pierce to his feet...YARI KICK!

Vinegar & Liberjosch: NO!

Covert Jay: That was pretty, both Pierce and Fusion got out of that...

Vinegar: The World Champion, countered and lands on top of Hastings in a pinning predicament...

1...

Lieberjosch: kiseragi is tangled in the ropes after his failed attempt to hit Pierce with a second Yari kick of the week...

2...

Vinegar: Hastings kicks out.

Covert Jay: This match is swinging back and forth more than a bisexual on a chandelier.

Vinegar: Now it is Pierce and Fusion who have the upper hand again and Pierce untangles Kiseragi from the ropes with a dropkick to his upside down face, with sends The Dragon crashing to the canvas.

Lieberjosch: Fusion drags Hatsings to his feet with might, and hits Fused Back Breaker, and quickly jumps to the top rope....LEAP OF FAITH!

Vinegar: And another counter, Donovan manages to rols out of the way, and that high risk move causes a lot of damage...

Lieberjosch: Article 3 rises again.

Vinegar: But Travis Pierce isn’t finding too much resistance as Kiseragi hasn’t had a moment to collect his thoughts, and Pierce finally drags him to his feet and hit’s a double underhook backbreaker...

Lieberjosch: Fusion and Hastings both climb to their feet, and Hastings quickly gets Red into a headlock, and then leaps with a Bulldog...

Vinegar: At a similar moment, Kiseragi shocks half the arena by finding a second wind and kipping up onto his feet, and surprising Travis Pierce with a roundhouse kick, has this match got any more twists to come.

Covert Jay: More than likely, bisexuals do enjoy flamboyant house decorations in my experience.

Vinegar: I’ve got nothing.

Lieberjosch: But Hastings does, and so does The Dragon...Hastings whips Fusion into the ropes as Kiseragi get’s Pierce to his feet...DRAGON TAIL....

Vinegar: That’s used up much of Alex’s reserves and he struggles to get to hsi won knee’s, as Fusion comes back at Hastings...

Lieberjosch: Ducks’s the clothesline...

Vinegar: VIRUS OF LIFE!!!

Vinegar: He makes the cover...

1...

Liebrjosch: the Dragon on his feet....

2...

Lieberjosch: Goes to break the pin...

3!!!

Lieberjosch: And does so a millisecond too late.

Dennis: Here are you’re winners....TRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIISSSSSS PIIIIIIIIIEEEEERRRRRRCCCCCCEEEEE AAAAAAAAAAAND REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOON!!!!

Vinegar: Is this an indication of things to come, Red Fusion landing the second Virus of Life to Donovan Hastings for the second show in a row, and this time in a sanctioned match.

Lieberjosch: It proves The Lord Chief will have to employ a different strategy when it comes to dealing with The LWF World Champion, who far has Donovan’s number...

Covert Jay: And I got a feeling someone is going to burn in the Cross Hemisphere Unification Match, Kiseragi and Pierce are going to be ready to scorch one another on May 3rd!

Vinegar; That may have been the most accurate thing you’ve said all night. Join us next week as we face the final Synergy before No Holds Barred. Goodnight from me.

Covert Jay: And Goodnight from him.

[Lord Hastings]

Credits

Gold vs Savana
JK

Raenius vs Lopes
Medos

The Other Trevor
Hastings

Demarest vs Cockatoo
Tyvola

Roberts/Tyvola vs Medos/Deimos
Hastings

NHB Update
Hastings

Triple Threat
A-Kis

Main Event
T-Rob

[Alex Kiseragi]

Well, first I'd like to say sorry for how long it has taken me to do this. I've only just been able to finish reading the show (also why I haven't fed any promos yet this week. It'll come).

Anyway, good to see a mixture of names on the credits. Solid match writing throughout. Good to see things building further towards NHB. The card should be shaping up very nicely about now.

Finally though, why am I the only one to have done this? It doesn't take long to say that you've read the show and to those of you who don't match write I assure you it means alot to at least have the work you've put in acknowledged. So next week a few more replies would be greatly appreciated.

['The Cyclone' JK]

sorry, I would have written a reply, but work and band prac got in the way.

I liked it tbh, many matchwriters for this week, whichy is always great to see as it adds colour to the show so to speak, I hope I didn't screw up the commentators in the one I worte, and if I did, then I appologise...I will get better though =)