Sentinel 5/4/08 RESULTS!!!!

[The Crimson Ghost!]

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to what promises to be another action packed episode of GIW Sentinel! I'm Nicholas Vinegar, alongside Daniel Hanson as always, and we welcome you to tonight's show!

Hanson: Jeez, don't make it sound like such a chore, Nick.

Vinegar: Then don't make it such a chore, Dan.

Hanson: You're unusually grouchy tonight.

Vinegar: On the contrary, I couldn't be happier. Tonight celebrates the first ever Sentinel with Brandon Brown representing us as the Global Heavyweight Champion. This is a great night!

Hanson: Don't mind him guys, there's plenty of actual good stuff on tonight's card. Such as a match I'm personally looking forward to so much, Great White against Savage! And the winner gets a Hardcore Title shot at No Holds Barred!

Vinegar: It's certainly a matter of creator verse creation in that match and I have absolutely no clue how it will play out. We also have Aesc The Dark looking for some revenge against Aragato later tonight, but right now, Levi Witham is making his return to action!!

The arena turns pitch black and fills with the sound of several haunting notes. As the lights return, Lord Deathman is in the middle of the ring, on one knee. Misery stands behind him, with both hands planted firmly on his shoulders.

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied by Misery, from The Dark and weighing 370 pounds... The Creator Of Ultra Violence, The Darkness, The General Of Destruction... LOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRD DEATHMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!

Deathman rises to his feet, as "Bulls On Parade" hits. The fans burst into cheers, as Levi Witham makes his way into the arena. A large pyro explodes behind him, as he marches toward the ring, never taking his gaze from his opponent.

Dennis: And the opponent, currently residing in Salt Lake City, Utah and weighing in at 210 pounds.... LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEVI WITHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!!!

Vinegar: Witham slides into the ring and wastes no time taunting to the fans, as he usually does! He makes a beeline for Deathman and the two began trading fists immediately! The bell rings and here we go! This one has started!!

Hanson: And Deathman is easily able to take control here. He smashes some giant fists into Witham and sends him sprawling into the corner. What did Levi think trying to trade blows with a man over a foot taller and over a hundred pounds heavier?!

Vinegar: Witham thinking with his heart, rather than his head, there and now he's paying for it, as Deathman blasts him with a barrage of powerful fists in the corner.

Hanson: I wouldn't even call that thinking!

Vinegar: That's your prerogative, I can't say I agree, as Deathman whips Witham into the opposite corner with amazing velocity! Levi crashes into the turnbuckle and drops limply to the mat. Deathman pulls him up to his feet, but Witham counters with a stiff elbow straight into the jaw of The Darkness! AND LEVI FOLLOWS UP WITH AN ENZIGURI!!

Hanson: What speed?! And now he makes the cover! ONE! TW - Not nearly enough to get the win!

Vinegar: I don't believe he was trying to get the win, he was simply sending a message to Deathman. A message saying he's serious and isn't going to be intimidated. I admire that courage.

Hanson: As noble as that sentiment is, it's going to wind Levi right back in the hospital. All guts and no glory, as they say.

Vinegar: That remains to be seen, as Levi is stomping away at Deathman. Deathman is able to battle his way back to his knees and shoves Witham away. Levi bounces of the ropes, as Deathman makes it to a vertical base, and the young superstar swings with a clothesline!

Hanson: But Deathman is able to sidestep it! Impressive speed, for such a giant guy.

Vinegar: It certainly is, as Witham comes back from the opposite ropes. This time The Creator Of Ultra Violence gets a foot in the air for a big boot! Levi ducks, jumps onto the second rope and leaps off WITH A FLYING CLOTHESLINE!!

Hanson: Gosh! He just took Deathman down with that move!!

Vinegar: And Witham springs back to his feet! He's on fire here!

Hanson: But Deathman sits up, like it was nothing!

Vinegar: Deathman is getting to his feet, as Levi Witham charges full force! But Deathman is able to get his arms out! Double handed choke slam coming up! NO! LEVI COUNTERS INTO A GIANT DDT!!!

Hanson: And now he's going to the top rope! HE'S LOOKING FOR THE SHRUKIEN PRESS!!

Vinegar: AND WITHAM LEAPS FROM THE TOP ROPE, BUT DEATHMAN ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!!

Hanson: Ha! Levi goes crashing right into nothing, but canvas!!

Vinegar: And Deathman is back up to his feet here. He's poised and ready to attack, as a dazed Levi Witham, pulls himself up using the ropes. He turns around RIGHT INTO A GORE FROM DEATHMAN!!! INSANE SPEED AND POWER BY THE DARKNESS!!!!

Hanson: He's not done yet, though! He's pulling Witham up, with some sinister intentions in mind!!

Vinegar: He sets Levi up AND THEN TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A TREMENDOUS HIGH KICK, SMASHING HIS BOOT STRAIGHT INTO WITHAM'S SKULL!!!!

Hanson: Jeez, that could have killed the kid!! Deathman's sheer power is incredible!

Vinegar: And now Deathman is pulling Witham up once more. He's indicating for the Death Note! It seems he wants to end this! He lifts up Witham AND HITS THE DEATH NO - NO!!! WITHAM SLIDES FREE AND NAILS THE LDW!!! NO - DEATHMAN COUNTERS AND TOSSES WITHAM STRAIGHT ONTO HIS BACK!!!

Hanson: That was close!

Vinegar: But Witham isn't done! He springs back to his feet almost instantly, but Deathman is ready! He hits a kick to the gut and then GRAVEYARD EFFECT PLANTS WITHAM RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MAT!!!! HE MAKES THE COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!

Dennis: Here is your winner.... LOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRD DEATHMAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!

Hanson: Ha! I knew he could do it!

Vinegar: Witham put up one hell of a fight and was within an arm's reach of victory twice, but tonight, the victory goes to Deathman. He's now raising his arm in the air and giving the thumbs down. What does that mean?!

Hanson: It means Levi Witham just became his latest victim. But I don't think he'll be the last, Nick.

Vinegar: I suppose only time will tell.

The camera cuts to backstage, where Sean Jensen is jogging down a corridor, clearly warming up for his match later in the night. He comes into a clearing and sees Kane White speaking to both Rock 'Devonte' Hard and Robert Garland.

Hard: I don't know man, he attacked me from behind. I just felt a really hard blow to the back of the head and then it was lights out.

White: I see. And what about you, Garland?

Garland: I heard Rock hit the ground, turned around and just saw a foot come flying into my face. After that, I remember waking up to the sound of Obese choking on cupcakes. I thought I had died and gone to hell...

White: So you didn't see anything other than a foot?

Garland: No! There was a speeding foot inches from my face! That's all I was really focused on!

Kane White now notices Jensen, who is jogging on the spot. White makes his way over to him.

White: Hey Jensen, what's going on?

Jensen: Warming up.

White: Oh yeah, you're in the main event tonight. Good luck to you.

Jensen: Thanks.

Jensen is about to take off down the hallway once more, when White steps in front of him.

White: Before you go, I was just wondering if I could ask you something.

Jensen: I'm kind of busy.

White: It won't take long.

Jensen: Go on then.

White: Well, and don't take this the wrong way, I'm asking everyone. I was just wondering where you were when Hard and Garland were attacked at Black Axis.

Jensen: You think I did it?!

White: Not at all, I'm just asking around.

Jensen: I don't appreciate what you're implying here, White. Heck, it was probably you! Two guys get taken out and then all of a sudden you turn up out of the blue?! Seems pretty suspicious to me!

White: I didn't accuse you of a damn thing, but now that you're getting so defensive, you are raising my eyebrows!

Jensen and White go nose-to-nose, both staring each other down. Garland and Hard step between them, keeping the two apart.

Garland: Cool it guys. No one knows anything for certain, so let's just watch our words.

Hard: Garland is right. We'll find out who did this, there's no need to jump down each other's throats.

Garland: And when we do find him, there's going to be hell to pay.

Jensen: Well good luck to you. And White, be careful what you say around here. You could wind up in a lot of trouble otherwise.

Jensen jogs away from the scene, as Kane White shakes his head.

White: Stupid kid...

[The Crimson Ghost!]

Hanson: Alright guys, this is the debut match for both Donovan Hastings and Rock ‘Devonte’ Hard tonight.

Vinegar: You're right. We’re going to see what these two young men got to give here tonight in just a moment.

Dennis: The following match up is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, from Hartford, Connecticut, accompanied by Calypso Desmona, he is Donovan Hastings!!!

“Immortal” by Adema blasts over the sound system as Donovan Hastings is seen on the entrance ramp. He is holding his arms high in the air. He slowly walks down the ramp followed closely by Calypso Desmona. Donovan gets to the edge of the ring and quickly runs up the ring steps. Leans on the second rope and stands in the middle of the ring. Calypso helps him remove his long dark cloak, as he stares at the entrance ramp.

Hanson: He’s waiting for him Vinegar. Just like he’s about to pounce on some helpless prey.

Vinegar: Well you never know. Rock ‘Devonte’ Hard might give Donovan a run for his money. What the?

The lights go out.

Hanson: Lord Deathman coming out again? No wait...

Dennis: And introducing his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and thirteen pounds, from Rock Ville, he is Rock ‘Devonte’ Hard!!!

The sound of cars crashing blast over the PA system, as white pyro blasts and “Rock Star” by N.E.R.D. is played over the arena sound system. Rock Hard is standing and beats his chest twice as he makes his way down the ramp, high fiving some of the audience as he goes. Rock Hard quickly rolls into the ring. Where Donovan is standing and waiting for him.

Vinegar: Alright folks this is the debut match of both these two young men. Referee Hazel East is checking both of them for hidden weapons, as we speak.

Hanson: Checking for something else is more like it.

Vinegar: Oh, won’t you grow up? Ok here we go. As both men meet in center of the ring and lock into a collar elbow tie up. Maybe some amateur wrestling will be shown here as both men struggle for advantage. As Donovan knees Rock Hard in the stomach and quickly clubs him in the back. Cheap shot!

Hanson: No. Advantage. Donovan grabs Rock Hard by the back of his head and lifts him up to his feet and elbows him in the face once, twice, thr... Rock Hard blocks the third shot and answers with a punch in the face. That was a cheap shot, there. Why doesn’t he get disqualified?

Vinegar: He was simply mounting a defence, now offence.

Hanson: Whatever. Rock Hard elbows Donovan for the second time and gets him to the ropes. Irish whip, but no. Reversed. Rock Hard bounces back from the ropes, Donovan catches him with a spinning spinebuster. Sending Rock Hard reeling.

Hanson: Now there is a move for the record books. He goes for the cover...

One...

Two..

Hanson: Damn! And a kick out! But Donovan rolls over and straps on a side headlock on Rock Hard. Both men struggle to their feet. Rock Hard reverses with a back suplex. Rock Hard rolls and stands up and quickly drops a leg over Donovan. Come on Donovan, where’s your offence?

Vinegar: He’s just going along with the match. Is that a problem?

Hanson: Yes.

Vinegar: Rock Hard jumps on the second rope, spins around and drops another leg over the throat of Donovan. He stands up again and goes for an elbow drop, but no! Donovan Rolls out of the way. Donovan quickly stands up and jumps and does a double stomp on the chest of Rock Hard. Now that is cheating!

Hanson: Hazel didn’t call for the bell. It’s not a disqualification now, is it?

Vinegar: I guess not. Donovan with a smug look on his face as Rock Hard rolls on the mat seemingly in pain. Donovan turns and puts his attention back on Rock Hard. Donovan rolls Rock Hard over and is trying to set him up into a triangle choke, but Rock Hard shifts his weight so Donovan’s shoulders are down and the...

Hazel:

One...

Two...

Thr...

Hanson: No, a kick out! And what a kick out, sending Rock Hard into the turnbuckle?! Devonte looks a little surprised that Donovan kicked out, as Donovan rolls out of the ring. And Hazel East begins the count.

Hazel: One! Two!

Hanson: Looks like Rock Hard isn’t going to wait on Donovan. As he jumps outside and starts to run after him.

*Frustrated Look* Hazel: Get back in here! One! Two! Three!

Vinegar: Looks like Hazel is trying to maintain order here, as Donovan gets around the ring slides in, but Devonte isn’t too far behind him as he slides in after him and OW! Caught with a quick kick to the ribs by Donovan.

Hanson: That’s right kick ’em while they're down. Ha, ha, ha, ha! Donovan grabs him by one leg and drags him into the middle of the ring and drops an elbow into Devonte’s quad, and begins to wrench back, you see how bad it must hurt as Rock screams in pain, but no! He reverses it into a rear naked choke! No fair, he’s cheating!

Vinegar: Well it's not cheating, as Hazel is checking so he isn’t strangling Donovan. She’s allowing it! Donovan tries rolling over to his side, now its turned into a headlock! Roll over and a pin!

Hazel: One!

Hanson: And a reversal! Now Devonte’s shoulders are down!

Hazel: One!

Vinegar: Yet another kick out! As both men roll to their feet. They look deep into each other’s eyes. These two having a great debut bout, neither man wants to lose their first match!

Hanson: You mean Devonte doesn’t want to lose his first match, right?

Vinegar: I said neither man wants to lose their first match. Why are you always one sided?

Hanson: I am not! Silence, Nick!

Vinegar: Well back to the action. They lock hands, trying to over power the other. A test of strength between these two. Donovan gets Rock Hard down to one knee. Now down to the second knee. Look at Donovan’s face. As he mocks the audience.

Audience: Booooooooooooooooo!

Hanson: Don’t boo him! He’s just showing everyone he’s stronger. No! Rock Hard is gaining his second win! He stands back up! Donovan is struggling for dominance, but wait! Calypso jumps on the edge of the ring! Hazel goes and tries to get Calypso down off the ring. And yes! Donovan kicks Devonte below the belt. Now he has control. Hastings is coming our way Vinegar.

Vinegar: What is he looking for?

Hastings: Out of my way!

Vinegar: Oh my god! He’s going to use the chair to end it! He slides in the ring, but Devonte has recovered and quickly drops an elbow on Donovan. He picks up the chair, good he’s going to dispose of that chair. Calypso jumps down from the ring as Hazel East turns around. All she sees is Devonte with the chair. NO SHE’S calling for the bell!!! No he didn’t use it!

Hazel: Winner by disqualification, Donovan Hastings!

Dennis: And your winner by sisqualification, Donovan Hastings!!!

Vinegar: Well Devonte is arguing with Hazel East about this stolen victory by Hastings. But wait! Calypso behind Devonte with a huge low blow! The second he’s got in five minutes! No Donovan has the chair once more. NO!

Hanson: Yes, he just hit Devonte over the head with the chair! He’s celebrating his victory tonight over Devonte. Guess Hard wasn’t as good as he thought. Donovan holds the chair over his head, with Calypso close at hand laughing at the downed Rock Hard.

Vinegar: It was a stolen victory. Rock Hard had Donovan beat, but he had to fake a chair shot.

Hanson: Who did Mitchell Dennis say won?

Vinegar: Won’t you shut up, already?

[The Crimson Ghost!]

"For Whom The Bell Tolls" hits and the arena turns dark. Aesc The Dark, with Christina Lust, enters the arena and is met with a chorus of boos. He takes no notice of the fans and begins ominously marching toward the ring.

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied by Christina Lust, from Parts Unknown and weighing in at 300 pounds, The Black Minister, The Lord Of Darkness... AAAAAAAAEEEEEEEESC THE DAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRK!!!!!!

Vinegar: Aesc has made his way into the ring now and has his sights set firmly on the entrance ramp. He's looking to take out Aragato tonight, after he cost Aesc the Global Heavyweight Championship.

Hanson: And Aesc is not the kind of guy, whose bad side you want to get on.

Vinegar: Absolutely right and I would say the exact same thing for his opponent.

Hiroshima's music hits, as the pair enter the arena. They are met with a mixed reaction by the fans.

Dennis: And the opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Komosube, from Kyoto, Japan and weighing in at 215 pounds, Mr. Deathmatch... ARAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATO!!!!!

Vinegar: Aragato climbs into the ring and Aesc instantly blasts him with a right hand!!

Hanson: The Black Minister isn't wasting anytime here tonight. He pulls Aragato up to his feet and whips him to the ropes. He nails a big boot!!

Vinegar: NO! Aragato ducks and hits a stiff palm strike into Aesc's second leg, sending his colossal opponent tumbling to the mat! I guess Mr. Deathmatch isn't fooling around here, either!

Hanson: Aesc is quickly getting back up, but Aragato kicks him straight in the face and sends him back down!

Vinegar: Now Aragato is climbing on top of the downed Aesc AND SMASHING AWAY AT HIS CHEST WITH A FRENETIC BARRAGE OF KNIFE HAND CHOPS!!!

Hanson: Jeez, the little guy is vicious!

Vinegar: There'll be trouble if he hears you say that. Now Aesc is able to get his hand around Aragato's throat and he shoves Mr. Deathmatch down to the canvas. Aesc is getting back up, but Aragato beats him to his feet. He leaps at The Lord Of Darkness and looks for a spinning wheel kick!

Hanson: But Aesc is able to duck it!

Vinegar: Yes he is and he uses this opportunity to grab Aragato by the arm. He's dragging him towards the corner and OLD SCHOOL COMING UP! BUT ARAGATO LEAPS ONTO THE TOP ROPE AND ONTO AESC'S SKULL! HURRICARANA FROM THE TOP ROPE COMING UP! BUT AESC COUNTERS INTO A GIANT POWER BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARAGATO WAS JUST DRIVEN ABOUT 10 FEET THROUGH THE AIR AND DRIVEN STRAIGHT INTO THE CANVAS!!!!

Hanson: He has to be dead after that!

Vinegar: AND AESC IS LAUGHING! HE MAKES THE COVER! ONE! TWO! THRE - MY GOD! ARAGATO SOMEHOW KICKS OUT!!!

Hanson: WHAT?! NO WAY!!

Vinegar: What incredible resilience by Mr. Deathmatch! But Aesc isn't out of ideas yet! He pulls Aragato to his feet, but Aragato lands a stiff kick to the gut, followed up with an elbow to the jaw. He's too dazed to capitalise though and can't follow up.

Hanson: Which gives Aesc all the time he needs to capitalise! He takes Aragato down with a nasty looking right fist!

Vinegar: No, Aragato is able to block it! He whips Aesc to the ropes, but The Black Minister comes back with a flying arm lariat! But Aragato ducks!! Aesc hits the mat, but he's back to his feet almost instantly. ONLY TO BE MET WITH AN ENZIGURI FROM ARAGATO!!!

Hanson: Oh no! Aesc is down!

Vinegar: But he sits back up almost instantly!!

Hanson: You can't keep a good dead man down!

Vinegar: But Aragato simply blasts Aesc in the face with a dropkick and sends him right back down, without hesitation! NOW ARAGATO IS INDICATING FOR THE CRASH LANDING!!!

Hanson: But Christina Lust has thrown herself onto the apron!! Ha! What a smart woman?!

Vinegar: Aragato isn't having any of it! HE SMASHES A RIGHT HAND INTO LUST AND SENDS HER TUMBLING OFF THE APRON!!!

Hanson: And that's not the worst of it! Komosube is picking her up and carrying her off backstage! What is that oversized walnut going to do with her?!

Vinegar: I don't suspect I want to know, but back in the ring, the distraction has given Aesc the chance to climb back to a vertical base. Aragato is still focused on Komosube and Lust and, as he turns back around to face his opponent, AESC LIFTS HIM UP FOR THE TOMBSTONE!!!

Hanson: HE GOT HIM!!!

Vinegar: NO! Aragato slides off Aesc's shoulders and lands behind The Darkness! Mr. Deathmatch dashes to the ropes and, as Aesc turns around, comes charging back WITH THE CRASH LANDING!!! ARAGATO MAKES THE COVER!! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER!!!

Hanson: No way! How'd Aragato do it?!

Vinegar: Aragato may be not be the biggest guy in the industry, but no one can deny that he's one of the toughest! Especially after this -

The arena turns pitch black.

Vinegar: What the heck?! I can't see a thing. Ah, now the lights have returned AND LORD DEATHMAN AND MISERY ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!

Hanson: Wow! He really did come out again this time!

Vinegar: And he's staring Aragato down. This could get real ugly, real fast, folks.

Hanson: And Misery is approaching Aragato. I don't know which of those two should be more concerned.

Vinegar: AND MISERY JUST PLANTED HER LIPS ON ARAGATO'S!!! MY GOD, WHAT IS THIS?!?! MY GOD, ARAGATO JUST GAVE MISERY A MOUTH FULL OF BLACK MIST!!!! OBSIDIAN SCOURGE, FOLLOWED UP WITH AN STO!!! MISERY JUST GOT PLANTED!!!

Hanson: What'd he do that for?!

Vinegar: I guess he assumed Misery was going to do it first! I'm inclined to agree with him!

Hanson: Well Deathman certainly isn't happy about it! He's charged and grabbed hold of Aragato!

Vinegar: AND HE PLANTS ARAGARTO WITH THE DEATH NOTE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!

Hanson: But he's not done yet! He's pulling Aesc up!

Vinegar: AND HE HITS AESC WITH THE GRAVEYARD EFFECT, SENDING HIM RIGHT OVER THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING!!!

Hanson: He just destroyed both competitors!!

Vinegar: Damn right he did and for no reason!

Hanson: Aragato attacked Misery!

Vinegar: She would have done the same thing! There's no reason for Deathman to be out here right now!

Hanson: I think adding more victims to his hit list is enough of a reason for this guy. GIW, you're now officially on notice. The General Of Destruction is taking no prisoners.

[The Crimson Ghost!]

"Turn up the Trouble" by Jim Johnston blasts over the loudspeakers as Chris Austin makes his way to the ring.

Vinegar: Hello ladies and gentleman tonight we will feature the strange match up of Great White vs Savage and it looks like we are going to be joined by one Chris Austin for this match up.

Hanson: You know what? I’m very happy this is going to happen, as I would love to finally have a chat with Austin. I’m a big fan.

Vinegar: I bet you are.

Austin: 'Sup Hanson? ...Vinegar

Vinegar: Austin.

Hanson: Austin, how are you doing? I’m a big fan.

Austin: I'm cool, Hanson, just like always. I must say I am not the only one intrigued about this match up.

Vinegar: So I take it you’re here for some scout work?

Austin: No I’m here to show how horrible of an announcer you are, 'cause I know I can beat both of these men as I’ve done it before.

Vinegar: You sound a little cocky

Hanson: Why wouldn’t he? He’s beaten both of these men before and can probably do it again. Declan is just delaying Austin's eventual victory over him. But if I had to choose a winner I would go Savage just because he’s the leader of Great White for a reason.

Austin: I would have to say the same thing.

“Amerika” by Rammstein blares over the loudspeakers as Savage makes his way to the ring. He has a mike.

Dennis: Weighin-

Savage: Shut up Dennis. Stats don’t matter cause you fans aren’t going to get a match at all.

Savage gets in the ring.

Savage: For all of you thinking you're going to get some big match up you're wrong and crazy, as I, Savage, am here to tell you one thing. That whoever thought this match was a good idea is insane and that I’m here to make it perfectly clear that as soon as White gets out here he is going to lay down for me.

Vinegar: And the fans do not like hearing that at all.

Hanson: No they don’t, but are they stupid? It's expected for that to happen with a master and a puppet.

Vinegar: Are you referring to Great White as a puppet?

Austin: Yeah he is and Savage is the puppet master, isn’t it obvious?

The arena goes dark and a manaicle laugh is heard over the loudspeakers as “The Idiot Box” by Shadows Fall begins to play over the loudspeaker. One Charley “Joka” White appears at the top of the ramp with a mike in his hand.

Joka: Hello Savage

Savage: Joka what the hell do you want?

Joka: I want to let you know that this match isn’t exactly going to go that way.

Savage: I brought you in to control White and tell him to do what I said and now you're going against it? Fine, I’ll whip his ass!

Vinegar: Sounds like the match is actually going to happen.

Joka: Then here he comes.

"Morgenstern" by Rammstein blares over the loudspeakers as Savage stares at the ramp, waiting for Great White only for him to show up right behind Savage and take a shot at his back.

Vinegar: And what a shot! I didn’t even see were Great White came from and he just nailed Savage.

Hanson: That was a cheap shot.

Vinegar: Either way Great White just picked up Savage and oh my God!! He just TOSSED HIM ACROSS THE RING!

Hanson: I can’t believe this.

Vinegar: Now White has picked up Savage and given him a thunderous Powerslam to the mat. He now is going outside the ring and has grabbed a chair and this is all legal.

Hanson: No, rly?

Austin: I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

Vinegar: White is winding up with that chair and Savage just ducked out of the ring and is making his way up the ramp to leave.

Hanson: Wait! Joka is coming after him!

Vinegar: Well Savage just shut that down real fast with a low blow and now he is holding Joka in a choke and has Joka’s mike.

Savage: White, get your ass over here and lay down or I’ll put this asshole back in jail and you back on the streets!!!

Vinegar: White seems to be contemplating what to do.

Savage: DO IT NOW!!!!

Vinegar: White has made his decision and has walked over to Savage and laid down in front of him. Savage put his foot on White's chest. No! not like this!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Dennis: Your winner and #1 contender for the Hardcore championship... Savage!!!!!

Vinegar: Wait, Austin has just entered the ring.

Austin: Hey Savage, it's good to see you can’t even beat your own monster.

Vinegar: Savage looks angered and just ran in the ring and took down Austin.

Hanson: Looks like we got ourselves a fight! Alright!

Vinegar: Savage is standing now and is yelling at the White brothers to come and help him and wait they turned around and are walking away and Austin with a low blow to SAVAGE!!!!

Hanson: Now he has the Hardcore Title and Savage is starting to stand up…

Vinegar: AND AUSTIN JUST LAID OUT SAVAGE WITH THAT TITLE SHOT!!!! These two have picked up right where they left off and it looks like this time the fight is going to be only Savage’s.

[The Crimson Ghost!]

Dennis: I have just been informed that the following match will be contested with NO DISQUALIFICATIONS AND NO COUNT OUTS!!!!!!

Vinegar: WHAT?!

"Killing In The Name Of" hits, as Sean Jensen, with Progdoor, enters the arena. He is met with a huge cheer, as the fans are still buzzing with the announcement that the match will have no disqualifications. Jensen dashes down the stage, as the fans continue their adoration.

Dennis: Introducing first, from Sacramento, California and weighing in ay 223 pounds, The Real Innovator... SEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAN JENSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!

Jensen slides into the ring and leaps onto the top rope. He throws his hoody into the crowd, before returning to the mat.

Vinegar: I can't believe this. Since when did this match be no DQ and no count out?!

Hanson: Dennis said he had just been informed, so obviously not too long ago.

Vinegar: What does this mean?!

Hanson: That this match just became a lot more dangerous for both competitors.

"Kicktstart My Heart" hits, as Brandon Brown jogs through the curtain, the Global Heavyweight Championship strapped and shining around his waist. The fans erupt into cheers and applause.

Dennis: And the opponent, from Albion, Indiana and weighing in at 190 pounds, THE GLOBAL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.... BRRRRRRRRRRRRANDON BRRRRRRRRRRRRROWN!!!!!

Brown slides into the ring, unbuckles the Title belt and holds it high over his head. The fans continue their ecstatic ovation, before Brown finally passes the belt to Burke, who passes it to Old Man Hermit.

Vinegar: He we go! The bell rings and this match is underway! Jensen is shaking his hand for Brown to shake. He must have great respect for our Global Champion!

Hanson: Oh please...

Vinegar: And Brown accepts the offer and takes a firm grip on Jensen's hand. But Sean whips him into the ropes!! Brown comes racing back AND JENSEN SCORES WITH A DROPKICK! Brown rolls back up, but Jensen clotheslines him over the top rope and straight out of the ring! NOW JENSEN GOES SOARING OVER THE ROPES AND COMES CRASHING DOWN ON BRANDON BROWN!!!

Hanson: Ha, that rhymed!

Vinegar: Frenetic action opening up this bout, as Jensen drags Brandon back to his feet.

Hanson: And it's been all Jensen, so far! Brandon hasn't landed an attack.

Vinegar: It's still very early going, as Jensen now drags Brown over to our announce table and smashes him face first into it! Now he's removing the cover and is rolling Brown onto the table. He's climbing up himself and pulling Brown up by the head! This is going to be bad!!

Hanson: Bad for everyone involved, including us!!

Vinegar: But Brown countering with some quick rights and lefts into Jensen's midsection! He connects with an inverted atomic drop on the table and THEN SHOVES JENSEN DOWN TO THE FLOOR! THE REAL INNOVATOR JUST WENT SPINE FIRST INTO THAT THIN PADDING!!

Hanson: And, while it sounds like a cliché, that padding really doesn't protect the wrestlers. Jensen has to be in a lot of pain right now.

Vinegar: But he's about to be in even more, AS BROWN LEAPS OFF THE TABLE AND CONNECTS WITH A MOONSAULT!!!!!

Hanson: OH MY GOD!!

Vinegar: Brown may have just destroyed both Jensen and himself!!

Hanson: Burke is asking both men if they give up, now. I think that's a waste of time, Glenn.

Vinegar: Neither man is responding to his questions, as Brown is now starting to pull himself up using the table. Jensen isn't far behind and is using the ring apron for support.

Hanson: But Jensen's decided to start looking under the ring instead. This match is no DQ now, so he's allowed to use whatever he can get his hands on.

Vinegar: And he's got his hands on a chair! But Brown has recovered and has taken hold of one of our table's monitors!! HE SWINGS IT, AS JENSEN SWINGS THE CHAIR! BAM! BOTH MEN JUST TOOK EACH OTHER DOWN!!!

Hanson: Vicious! But now Progdoor is coming over here. Jeez, what does that sideshow freak want?

Vinegar: If he hears you saying that he might get angry at you.

Hanson: And he'll pretend to breathe fire on me. Really, I'm trembling. Can't you hear it in my voice?

Vinegar: Well Brown might have reason to tremble, as Progdoor has picked up the chair that Sean had! He's raising it above his head and has his sights set squarely on the Global Heavyweight Champion! But Brown grabs him by the ankles!!

Hanson: Fail.

Vinegar: Brandon pulls Progdoor's leg out from under him and sends him tumbling spine first to the floor!! Now Brown is climbing back up, but so is Jensen! Sean smashes a fist into Brown's face and then rolls him back into the ring. Now Jensen is climbing onto the apron, but not entering the ring! What's he thinking?

Hanson: He's climbing the turnbuckle! Jensen has something big planned!

Vinegar: But Brown is back up! He makes a desperate dash at The Real Innovator, grabs him AND SENDS HIM SOARING INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!

Hanson: Jensen just crashed and burned. Nothing innovative about that.

Vinegar: But he's already making his way back to a vertical base. Brown wastes no time AND SCORES WITH THE SUPERKICK!! BUT JENSEN GETS HIS FOOT UP AT THE SAME TIME AND CONNECTS WITH THE REALITY BITES!!!

Hanson: DOUBLE SUPERKICK?!?!?!

Vinegar: And now both men have been laid out in the centre of the ring! Whoever is able to recover first will most likely win this match!

Hanson: And it's looking like that is going to be Jensen, as Progdoor has made his way into the ring.

Vinegar: Burke is trying to stop him, but there's really nothing he can do in a no DQ match. Progdoor is helping Jensen up, who instructs him to go get the steel chair! Dammit, why does Sean feel he needs to resort to these tactics?!

Hanson: Probably because he does.

Vinegar: He's a brilliant athlete, that can hang with the best of the best. He doesn't need a chair!

Hanson: Well he has one in his hands now, anyway.

Vinegar: That he does! And he raises it over his head! It's lights out for Brandon! NO! BROWN ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND JENSEN BASHES THE CHAIR INTO NOTHING, BUT CANVAS! BROWN SPRINGS TO HIS FEET WITH LIGHTING SPEED AND WRAPS AN ARM AROUND JENSEN'S SKULL, WHO IS STILL HUNCHED OVER FROM THE CHAIR ATTACK!! BROWN HOOKS THE ARMS, FORCING JENSEN TO DROP THE CHAIR! BRAINBUSTER AND IT SENDS JENSEN SKULL FIRST INTO THE STEEL CHAIR THAT HE JUST RELEASED!!!!

Hanson: HOLY CRAP, DID YOU HEAR THAT IMPACT?!

Vinegar: THEY HEARD IT THREE BLOCKS OVER, AS BROWN COVERS! ONE! PROGDOOR CHARGES AT THE PAIR! TWO! HE'S TOO SLOW! HE CAN'T MAKE IT! THREE!!!!! IT'S OVER!!!! IT'S OVER!!!!

Dennis: Your winner via pinfall... BRRRRRRRRRRRANDON BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROWN!!!!!!

Brown pulls himself up, using the ropes, and gives Progdoor a menacing stare. Progdoor is quick to exit the ring, as Glenn Burke passes the Title belt to it's owner. Brown raises it in the air, as the fans cheer ravenously.

Vinegar: Jensen took him to the limits and managed to keep up with the Champ, step-for-step, quite literally. But tonight, the victory goes to Brandon Brown. It's quite a fitting way for him to end his first Sentinel as the Global Heavyweight Champion.

Hanson: I may not like him, but Jensen proved himself here tonight. He didn't look out of place against the Champ at all. But if Declan Prescott hadn't been robbed of the Championship, I don't think Sean would have looked nearly so impressive.

Vinegar: My God, would you stop, please?! Brandon is the TRUE Champion! He was SCREWED out of the belt at Infinity, but managed to correct that injustice at Black Axis. He is, without a doubt, the best in the business. That's why HE'S the Champion and Prescott is NOWHERE to be see -

"I WILL NOT RELENT! NO! NO!

NEVER LIVE WITH DEFEAT! NEVER FALTER!

IT'S LIKE THE AIR THAT I BREATHE!

I WILL NOT CHOKE ON FAILURE!"

Vinegar: WHAT?!

Hanson: Ha! Looks like someone spoke too soon!

Brandon Brown's vision instantly turns to the entrance stage, as a familiar figure emerges from the curtains. Declan Prescott makes his way onto the stage, supported by a pair or crutches. His face is completely void of his usual charismatic charm, replaced with a hollow, menacing scowl. He has a mic in his hand, which he raises to his mouth, as his music fades.

Prescott: Aren't I a sight for sore eyes? Brandon... congratulations.

Prescott pauses and stares with distain at the Global Heavyweight Champion. Brown uses this time to call for a mic of his own, which is promptly tossed over to him. He doesn't have time to speak, however, as Prescott begins once more.

Prescott: Really, congratulations. You proved that you're the luckiest man in GIW.

Vinegar: Lucky?! Is he kidding?!

Hanson: Let the man speak, Nick.

Prescott: It's ironic, really. The man you had to steal a Title shot from was the only one you could beat to win the strap. For the last week, I've been hearing every man and his dog praising the 'marvellous achievement' of Brandon Brown. Well Brandon, the fact remains; to be the best, you have to beat the best... and you didn't beat me.

Brown: Prescott, you're so full of crap! You can make all the excuses that you want, but that doesn't change what happened. I took the Title from your cold, dead hands and there wasn't a thing you could do to stop me! The only difference was that, with two opponents, your little cheerleading squad didn't have the resources to stop both of us!

Prescott: Just like you didn't have the ability to beat me? Brown, this isn't over between us. At No Holds Barred, I will prove to the world how inferior to me you truly are!

Brown: You really think you're better than me?! I may not have pinned you, but I sure as hell defeated you! When I was celebrating the biggest achievement in my life, you were being rushed to an emergency room! You couldn't even walk out of the arena!!! Prescott, I relish the thought of a rematch with you! It'll give me the opportunity to shut you up once and for all! But we've tried things your way. Now we do them my way! There won't be any interference or any fluke, screw job endings. At No Holds Barred, we settle this like men. Definitively and without question.

Prescott: What did you have in mind?

Brown: Interference banned from ringside in a LAST MAN STANDING MATCH!!!!

The fans erupt into cheers.

Vinegar: MY GOD, BROWN WANTS A LAST MAN STANDING MATCH?!

Hanson: Prescott won't agree to such a brutal match! He has too much to live for!!

Prescott: Brown... you're on.

Hanson: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: MY GOD, IT'S OFFICIAL!!! BRANDON BROWN AND DECLAN PRESCOTT IN A LAST MAN STANDING MATCH!!! NEITHER OF THESE MEN MAY SURVIVE NO HOLDS BARRED IN 3 WEEKS TIME!!!

Hanson: These guys are gonna destroy each other! This is terrible!!

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, we're out of time! So we'll leave you with this SHOCKING announcement and see you next week. This is Nicholas Vinegar, with Daniel Hanson, calling it a night!

Hanson: I think I'm going to cry!