Sentinel 12/7/08 Results

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Hanson: GOOD EVENIN' BITCHIES!!!

Vinegar: That’s it! I’m not letting you open up the show ever again. Once again I apologise for my partners comments, in the first ten seconds, that’s gotta be a record…

Hanson: You know if Declan and Cara could find an excuse to get rid of you I’m sure they would…

Vinegar: I’m not arguing with you there. Anyway, good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another action packed edition of GIW Sentinel. We have more quality matches tonight than Sean Jensen has failed relationships, and that’s a fair few…

Hanson: I’m going to ignore that slight on Sean Jensen’s integrity Nick, and I can’t wait to see Chance get punk’d out by some wannabe’s tonight…

Vinegar: Despite the ruthless attack carried out by that criminally negligent Sean Jensen, Chance has been cleared to wrestle tonight, but before we get to his match, let’s just run down what you have in store for you tonight. You’ve got the mixed-gender Battle Royale, the female superstars of GIW and Brandon McSkinny will battle it out for your…entertainment I guess…

Hanson: And after we see Misery exact her revenge for last week’s humiliation at the hands of that genetic misfit Skinny…

Vinegar: Then we have Jack Severino, facing Nathaniel Gregory…well at least I think that’s who he’s facing…

Hanson: He hasn’t won yet in GIW. He doesn’t stand a chance against the Might of the New Resistance…and are you sure he isn’t facing Jensen…

Vinegar: And then in a match, that can only have come from the office of Declan Prescott, we will see the two long term partners of Hiroshima, Aragato and Komosube, got at it one on one in a singles match…I really have no idea how that ones gonna go….

Hanson: I personally hope they kill one another.

Vinegar: I take it you didn’t vote for Komosube to be in the Main Event at In Your Hands…

Hanson: Not that it’s any of your business, but I voted for Dylan James and I am proud!

Vinegar: I can’t say that surprises me…the penultimate match of the night will see Hardcore Champion Randy Boolzian facing off against former Champion, and friend Chris Austin and the unpredictable, Great White…

Hanson: And then the Main Event, where Declan Prescott will finally show the world the reality of Global Domination!

Vinegar: The six man tag match main events tonight. Declan Prescott and Brandon brown will face one another for the first time since No Holds Barred…

Hanson: That’s untrue they were reunited at Guerrilla Warfare in one of the most touching moments in wrestling history…

Vinegar: This time Brandon will see Declan coming, Prescott will not be able to wait until Browns lost gallons of blood this time…

Hanson: Are you serious? Did you hear what Lord Deathman had to say about Brown…he is going to DESTROY him! Declan will be lucky to get the carcass if the ‘General of Destruction’ gets to the Global Champion before he does…

“I Don’t Wanna Be” hits the PA and Modern Hero and Sinor Managa appear on the stage and are greeted by a storm of pure indifference…

Dennis: The next match is a triple threat tag team contest. Introducing first, hailing from Gotham City, weighing in at 240 pounds, MODERN HERO!

Hanson: So who’s this guy…

Vinegar: We don’t know much about Hero, he arrived in GIW last week, complained about not being on last week’s show, got booked this week, and we haven’t heard from him since…

"Remedy's" initial chords fill the arena, and the fans look to the stage, and are met by the next superstar, another newcomer in Global Impact Wrestling.

Dennis: And his partner, hailing from Cochran, GA, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is ‘The Resolution’, TRENT JACOBS!

Vinegar: This guy has voiced concerns about being in the ring with wannabe gangsters, I don’t blame him, you never know when they could go off the hook…

Hanson: That’s cause you ain’t street Nick, unlike myself, you wouldn’t last two minutes in da ghetto…

“Go DJ” Hits and Lil D appears at the top of the entrance ramp….then the music changes and the primary chords of Lil Wayne’s other hit “3 Peat” and P-Chizzle joins him on stage…

Dennis: And their opponents, introducing first at a combined weight of 490 pounds, hailing from Virginia Beach and San Augustine respectively, ‘American Gangster’ DJ! And P-CHIIIIZLE!

Hanson: Ya see Nick, Dan Dawg could hang with P-Chizzle and his crew, me and Pi-Chi could roll with our hoes, fo shizzle!

Vinegar: You’re welcome to the gigantic psychopath’s attentions; I hear he beats people to a pulp with crowbars…

“Not My Time” starts to play, and Aaron Kizz and his bodyguard Prototype appear on the stage …then the music mixes into “Remember The Name” and Chance appears on the stage. There is a visible reaction from the crowd and roughly a third of the arena get to their feet and show their support…

Vinegar: It seems the fans are recognising Chance’s courage here, after being thrown through a window by Sean Jensen, and impacting with a car…he has managed to wrestle tonight, after also saving his ex-girlfriend's life…

Hanson: Yeah the guys a regular Superman…if Superman slept with women pregnant by another man! The guy's a rat!

Ding!

Hanson: This match gets underway, and we’re gonna start with Chance, P-Chizzle and Trent Jacobs. P-Chizzle goes at Chance, but Chance drops down, and Chance runs into the arms of Trent Jacobs for a belly-to-belly suplex. Chance is straight back up and he hits a quick dropkick on Trent Jacobs…

Vinegar: Chance taking control of the match early on, P-Chizzle back on his feet but Chance hits him with a bulldog from behind, and then tags out to Aaron Kizz…Chance lifts up Trent Jacobs, as Aaron Kizz climbs to the top rope…Chance hits Jacobs with a spinning backbreaker but holds it on his knee…TOP ROPE LEGDROP! Kizz nails it on Trent Jacobs…and goes for the cover…1…No, P-Chizzle breaks the count, and grabs Kizz, and whips him into the turnbuckle…

Hanson: P-Chizzle runs towards him…SPEAR! Straight into the turnbuckle…he raises his hand to the sky to celebrate, but doesn’t see Trent Jacobs who’s back on his feet…SWINGING NECKBREAKER! And Trent goes for the cover..1…2…no! Kizz breaks the count, and he drags Jacobs up, but Jacobs hits him square in the midsection…hooks his head and arm….BRAINBUSTER!!!

Vinegar: Jacobs goes for another cover, but P-Chizzle has made the tag, and he breaks the count…he and ‘American Gangster’ drag Jacobs to his feet…DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! Chizzle leaves the ring, and as Trent gets up, DJ jumps onto his shoulders HURRICARANA! He holds the legs…1…2..NO! Kizz interrupts the count yet again, and now he goes for DJ with a belly-to-back suplex…DJ LANDS ON HIS FEET! Kizz turns, straight into a dropkick…DJ climbs the ropes….MOONSAULT! He hits…and covers….1…2…NO! This time Trent Jacobs interrupts, and then makes the tag to Modern Hero…

Hanson: Hero springs up onto the ropes and delivers a MISSILE DROPKCIK! Right to the face of DJ, who goes tumbling down, Hero then turns his attentions to Kizz, meeting him with a spinning DDT…DJ makes the quick tag, and as Hero gets to his feet he’s met by P-Chizzle and DJ, DJ hits a leg sweep, whilst Chizzle Hits a Superkick…and Hero goes down….But the ref didn’t see the tag and she’s ordering P-Chi out of the ringizzle…

Vinegar: And whilst Hazel East is distracted, Sinor Managa has leant into the ring and he’s strangling Aaron Kizz….but Prototypes on his case, and chases him away...hero takes the opportunity to tag Trent Jacobs back in….DJ makes a tag that East is happy with, and Kizz is back on his feet…

Hanson: Jacobs and Chizzle combine to try and deliver a double clothesline to Kizz, but he sees it coming and ducks…as they turn he takes them both out with his very own double clothesline…

Vinegar: Kizz crawls to his corner to tag in Chance…but Jacobs has enough about him to grab hold of his leg…Jacobs climbs to his feet and drops a leg on the back of Kizz’s knee and then twists his ankle…Aaron Kizz screams out in pain!

Hanson: But P-Chizzle with a toe kick to the back of Trent Jacobs head….he then get’s Kizz by the head, Kizz tries to fight back…P-Chizzle with a kick to the midsection.. he flips over the doubled over Aaron Kizz….P CHI KEEN!!!! A flip piledriver….1…2…NO! Sinor Managa grabs Kizz foot and puts it on the ropes…smart move, his team would have lost that without doing much wrong…

Vinegar: P-Chizzle is irate, he complains to Hazel East…Jacobs comes from behind and spins him round…FLOAT OVER DDT!...Kizz and Chizzle are down, Jacobs tags in Hero…

Hanson: Modern hero climbs to the top rope…

Vinegar: What the hell is Managa doing?! He’s choking Kizz again…

Hanson: Hero hits a SENTON BOMB! On Chizzle this match is over…1….2…

Vinegar: NO! Hazel East breaks her count as she see’s Managa choking Kizz, just as Prototype charges for him! Managa has got in the ring, he’s begging Hazel East to protect him…he just cost his man a pinfall on his debut…Kizz, crawls and makes the tag to Chance, East acknowledges the tag, as she throws a protesting Managa out into the hands of Prototype…

Hanson: Hero is distracted by Prototype and Managa, and doesn’t see Chance come from behind…REVERSE DDT…Chance springs onto the top rope…Chizzle groggily gets to his knee’s…Chance dives towards Modern Hero….

Vinegar: STAGE FRIGHT…..HE NAILS IT! He goes for the cover….1….

Hanson: Trent Jacobs tries to get in the ring, but Chizzle who is obviously disorientated blocks him….

2….

3!!!!

Dennis: Here are your winners, by Pinfall…AAAAAAARON KIIIIIIIZ and CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANCE!!!

Vinegar: What an opener?! These guys went for it tonight! Look at Jacobs expression, he handed his team mate the win, but Sinor Managa ended screwing it up for them…but Chance showed some great skill coming out with the win following the week he has just had!

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"Why Can't We Be Friends" hits and the arena is met with a raging... silence. Brandon McSkinny moonwalks onto the stage, scratching his crotch.

Dennis: The following match is a four women, one Skinny battle royal. Introducing first... THE ONE SKINNY!

Vinegar: Skinny getting in the ring and I don't think he got tangled on the ropes once! That's gotta be a record!

Hanson: Well he did set a record last week, by actually winning a match. You know I lost a bet because of that? Had to pay that lousy penguin fifty bucks...

"Fake It" hits and the arena fills with boos. Christina Adams makes her way onto the stage, smiling arrogantly, as she heads for the ring.

Dennis: And the opponent, representing The New Resistance, from Chicago, Illinois, The Duchess Of Hardcore... CHRRRRRRRRRISTANA ADAAAAAAAAAAAMS!!!!

Vinegar: Well, here comes the woman looking to take the Women's Title to The New Resistance, come In Your Hands. But judging by the reaction she's getting here, she may not be too likely to win the vote.

Hanson: Yo momma ain't too likely to win the vote!

Vinegar: My mother's dead...

Hanson: Then she's really not gonna win the vote!

"Haunted" begins playing, as the fans boo louder. Calypso Desmona soon crawls from the curtains, before standing up and heading down the ramp.

Dennis: And the opponent, representing Global Domination, currently residing in Hartford, Connecticut, The Mistress Of Pain... CAAAAAAAALYPSO DESMONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Hanson: Awww, yeah! GD representin' da hood!

Vinegar: But how are she and Misery going to get along? My money is on 'not well'...

Hanson: Please. Misery is so furious at Skinny, I doubt she'll even realise Calypso is in the match!

"Envy" begins playing and the fans continue booing, though some have to stop to catch their breath. Gabrielle emerges from the curtains and begins making her way down the ramp and to the ring.

Dennis: And the opponent, from Auckland, New Zealand, GABRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIELLE MAAAAAAAAAAAAADDISON MONTGOMERRRRRRRRRRRRY!!!

Hanson: It's The Caramel Skinned Sexpot, Nick!

Vinegar: I always wonder how she doesn't get offended by that title...

The arena turns dark, with several eerie notes playing. The fans are too exhausted to boo Misery, as she appears in the ring, when the lights return. The Women's Title is strapped around her waist, before she leans through the ropes and hands it to Hermit.

Dennis: And the opponent, representing Global Domination, from The Pit, the GIW WOMEN'S CHAMPION... MISERRRRRRRRRY!!!!

Vinegar: The bell rings and here we g - OH MY GOD!!!! SKINNY JUST GRABBED MISERY BY THE CROTCH!!!

Skinny: FEEL DA POWER OF DA FANNY CLAW!!!

Hanson: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS AN ALL NEW LOW FOR GLOBAL IMPACT WRESTLING!!!!

Hanson: Look at Misery, Nick! Her face is bright red! Either from embarrassment or unadulterated rage! Maybe both!

Vinegar: Misery lifts Skinny into the air and THROWS HIM OUT OF THE RING!!! HE SHOULD COUNT HIMSELF LUCKY THAT'S ALL SHE DID!!!

Hanson: But now Adams from behind, sends Misery down with a stiff clothesline!

Vinegar: Meanwhile Desmona and Gabrielle lock up. Calypso with a suplex, while Adams plants a DDT on the Champ. Now Adams and Desmona locking up. Desmona whips Adams to the ropes and looks for a dropkick on the return! Adams rolls through and avoids it! But Misery is back up and a kick to the gut on The Duchess Of Hardcore! Pulls her onto her shoulder AND CONNECTS WITH THE BREAK A BITCH!!!

Hanson: Now Misery and Calypso pull Adams up AND TOSS HER OUT OF THE RING! They're working together, Nick!

Vinegar: But Gabrielle running from behind and looks for a double clothesline! NO! The two GD members turns around just in time to see here. Gabrielle pleading that she didn't mean it. Yeah, right... OH! She hits a quick kick to both their midsections and then plants them with a double DDT!

Hanson: Real nice move.

Vinegar: AND NOW SHE'S CALLING FOR THE 34 DOUBLE D DDT!!!

Hanson: Think there's any chance we'll see a different type of 34 Double D tonight?!

Vinegar: Not if Gabrielle has her way. NOW THE DIAMOND PRINCESS LIFTS MISERY UP, LOOKING FOR THAT VICIOUS, MODIFIED DDT!!! BUT DESMONA WITH A KICK TO THE STOMACH, KNOCKS THE WIND OUTTA GABRIELLE AND SAVES MISERY!!!

Hanson: Haha! They're a team, Ni - WHAT?!

Vinegar: MISERY GRABS DESMONA OUT OF NOWHERE AND WHIPS HER RIGHT OVER THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE MATCH!!!! SHE TURNED ON HER TEAM MATE SECONDS AFTER DESMONA SAVED HER!!!

Hanson: These women are dropping like flies in this match! Down to the final two, already!

Vinegar: And Misery now applying a stiff bear hug to Gabrielle. The fans booing loudly, as Misery continues crushing Gab's ribs! They don't like either of these ladies!

Hanson: Hey, I like what I'm seeing...

Vinegar: Now Gabrielle managing to break free with a well placed eye rake! And now she connects with the GaBuster! Misery being taken down here!

Hanson: And now she scores with a split legged leg drop! I LOVE women's wrestling!

Vinegar: Misery getting back up now, but Gabby with a stiff kick to the face knocks The Queen Of The Damned back down again. But Misery again struggling back to a vertical base. This time Gabrielle looking for The Taste Of Canvas DDT! But Misery counters into a back body drop, dumping Gabby right on her head!

Hanson: That was vicious! I hope she's okay!

Vinegar: Well, you're welcome to go check on her, AS MISERY IS CALLING FOR THE BREAK A BITCH ONCE MORE!!!

Hanson: BUT WHAT'S THIS?! DESMONA HAS HOLD OF MISERY'S ANKLE FROM THE OUTSIDE!!!

Vinegar: The refs quickly pulls Desmona away, but the damage is done! Gabrielle capitalises on the distraction AND CLOTHESLINES MISERY RIGHT OVER THE ROPES, SENDING HER TUMBLING INTO DESMONA AND THE REFS!!! THIS MATCH IS OVER! GABRIELLE HAS WON IT, THANKS TO CALYPSO DESMONA!!!

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Vinegar: ...

Hanson: ...

Skinny: DA MAN CHAMP EEZ COMING!!!

Vinegar: WHAT?! SKINNY IS BACK IN THE RING! AND BURKE IS SAYING HE'S STILL IN THE MATCH! WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?

Hanson: Obese Tony is emerging from the other side of the ring!!

Vinegar: MY GOD! OBESE WAS LAYING NEXT TO THE RING THE WHOLE TIME! WE COULDN'T SEE HIM FROM OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! SKINNY MUST HAVE LANDED ON HIM AND WASN'T ELIMINATED!

Hanson: And then he hid for the rest of the match?! That sly dog...

Vinegar: MY GOD, SKINNY IS STILL IN THIS THING! HIS WIN STEAK COULD CONTINUE HERE - no, Gabrielle just threw him out of the ring for good. She wins.

Hanson: Word...

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The scene backstage shows Nathaniel Gregory wearing an Armani suit as he knocks on the dressing room of Sean Jensen. After a second or so ‘The Mad Hatter of Violence’ opens the door in his ring gear.

Jensen: About time. You ready?

Gregory: I am ready. Sir, I must admit to being a little surprised at your choice of attire for the evening.

Jensen: What? Dude, I got a lot on my plate right now, I don’t need your riddles. What else was I supposed to wear?

Gregory: Whatever you say, sir.

Back in the arena ‘Diamond In the Rough’ by Airbourne kicks into the speaker system. Diamond Jack Severino enters onto the stage hand, before heading to the ring.

Dennis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Christchurch, New Zealand by way of Galiano Island, weighing in at 280 pounds, standing six foot five inches, this is Diamond Jack Severino!

Vinegar: That’s right ladies and gentlemen, this is going to be a battle of the giants here in the GIW.

‘Riot’ by Three Days Grace erupts over the PA. First energetically Sean Jensen runs out onto the entrance ramp, peers over the crowd from under his hoodie, extends his hands, and then lets them fall to his side as he turns to Nathaniel Gregory who had slowly followed the ‘Real Innovator’ to the stage. We can see Sean mouthing something about not his music.

Dennis: And his opponent from Detroit, Michigan, weighting in at 387 pounds, standing six foot eight inches, being accompanied by Sean Jensen, representing The New Resistance, this is Nathaniel Gregory!

Vinegar: Well it looks like there might be some confusion between Jensen and Gregory.

Hanson: No, there’s some confusion by that twerp with the cue cards, or who made this match, or who told Severino he was facing big Nate. Sean Jensen is always right, and you’d do good to remember that, yo!

Jensen is seen mouthing something about he’s not in the match, why wasn’t he told, and how could Gregory let him not know all while clearly visually upset. Jensen throws his hands in the air, turns around, and exits the stage area leaving Nate alone to make his way to the ring. Once at ringside he takes a final puff from his cigar before placing the still burning stogie on the ring steps. He takes off his suit jacket, and enters the ring.

Vinegar: And we’re underway here folks. This should be a very tough challenge for Severino.

Hanson: Challenge? This is gonna be a murder, ya heard. He’s givin’ up a hundred pounds to Mr. Gregory. A hundred pounds! How’s a power guy gonna out power someone bigger, stronger, meaner, and just damn cooler?

Vinegar: Well I think with moves like that arm drag Severino just used to keep Gregory on the mat.

Hanson: Ooohhhhh, yeah an arm drag. Look Mr. Big’s already on his feet. What’s next a drop toe hold?

Vinegar: Exactly! For the second time Nathaniel Gregory is taken off of his feet by the young New Zealander.

Hanson: Yeah, well twerpy little trips ain't gonna beat Mr. Big.

Vinegar: Gregory back to his feet, and it looks like he’s smiling.

Hanson: You’d be laughing too, if you were about to destroy some punk for showin’ ya up. No, actually you’d probably be crying to momma.

Vinegar: Gregory looking for a collar and elbow tie up, and only finds a double leg take down from Severino. Gregory back up, and a fireman’s carry take down. Gregory back up, and he looks furious, and he just turned right into a big time bicycle style kick from DJS!

Hanson: This is crap! That lump of coal’s gotta know this ain't a game of tag. Get in there and fight!

Vinegar: Gregory back up after being rocked by that kick, and DJS with a leg sweep, Gregory back to his feet, DJS manoeuvres in and finds a Russian leg sweep. Big Nate Gregory back to a vertical base, Severino shoots in…

Hanson: HA HA! That’s how you deliver a boot to the side of the luckiest man on the roster's face! I bet ya Nate ain't gonna wait for Jack to stand up either.

Vinegar: And you’d be correct. Gregory stomping away on the back and ribs of Severino now.

Hanson: I told you those little trick or treat moves of Severino wasn’t gonna work. Oh, here comes the choke bomb!

Vinegar: It looks like DJS got under the skin of Jensen’s bodyguard as Nathaniel picks him up again, pulls him in, Samoan drop!

Hanson: Damn right, yo! Now look he’s dragging him to the corner. I smell a splattering coming up!

Vinegar: Well here comes big Nate Gregory running across the ring, DJS moved, and Gregory went spine first into the corner!

Hanson: NO!

Vinegar: Severino back to his feet behind Gregory, he’s measuring him, One Calculated Shot!

Hanson: NO!

Vinegar: Here’s the cover, one,

Hanson: Come on Nate!

Vinegar: Two,

Hanson: CAN'T BE HAPPENING!

Vinegar: Three! DJS has just picked up his first victory here in the GIW. Certainly a very good night for the newcomer and his girlfriend, Gabrielle. Both winning their respective matches.

‘Diamond In the Rough’ kicks back in as Diamond Jack celebrates in the ring.

Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner by pin fall, Diamond Jack Severino!

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The camera pans to Vinegar and Hanson. Vinegar has a grim face, where as Hanson looks completely unconcerned, looking at Vinegar and at the fans behind them trying to give 'shoutouts'.

Vinegar: And now, folks, we are expecting Aragato to come out here, followed by Komosube, in a match I personally despise that snake Declan Prescott for making!

Hanson: Why? you don't think Hiroshima wanted to duke it out with each other? Maybe this is a friendly competition? How come you have to think everything is Prescott's fault?

Vinegar: 'Cause it usually is. *gives look out of corner of his eye* And frankly, I'm hoping you'd shut your Gotdanged flapper, bless your heart.

Hanson: O.o Hey man...Done.

Suddenly, the lights cut out, engulfing them in blackness. The audience screams, but kind of the "good times" kind of scream.

Hanson: HEY! Aragato's entrance doesn't call for the lighting to go out! What gives?!

Vinegar: Could it be-

For a couple of minutes the lights merely flicker on and off, as over the PA the rumblings of a Storm are heard. Then, a Gong slams. You actually see a Gong to the right of the Entrance Ramp, and the Japanese farmer who follows around Komosube just slams it in a mallet, which slams into A Japanese rendition of, "Monsters of Rock." The fans go hogwild.

Hanson: HEY! THIS IS HIROSHIMA'S TEAM ENTRANCE! WHAT GIVES?!

The band to the right of the Globatron begins rocking, as a small Atomic Bomb made from paper lantern materials slowly descends towards the centre of the ring, held on a string. It hit the ring, and explodes into a mushroom cloud of smoke, as Both members of Hiroshima are on the stage, face-paint accordingly. However, Aragato is not garbed in the tag-team loincloth. He does, however, have the Imperial Japanese Flag over his shoulder. They walk down, Komosube in his kimono, but with no food in hand.

Vinegar: Komosube's appetite poor, as no doubt both members must be struggling internally with the fact that they do have to fight here.

Strobe effect lighting, Red streaks of lightning smashing the ring posts, fans ecstatic, as the Band on the entrance ramp begins truly rocking now, screaming into the microphone, soloing like crazy.

BAND: MOOONSTER! MONSTERS OF ROCK! THEY WILL NEVER BACK DOWN! UNTIL THEY REACH THE TOP!

Aragato spider-climbs the ring post and walks the ropes like a cat burglar, never once faltering. Hanson exclaims and both announcers get their legs from out under the table, as Aragato with a cry descends from the turnbuckle closest to them, and lands the Flag right in the table, so it hangs proudly.

Hanson: OH, MY DOODLE!

Vinegar: JESUS!

Aragato climbs the ring again, hopping inside it, as Komosube clambers inside. Aragato in the corner closest to the announce table, with Komosube closest to the ramp leading backstage. As the music subsides and the lighting returns to normal, they merely stand there, Komosube with great consternation on his face, Aragato merely muttering in that nonsense of his.

Hanson: Jeez, I'm never one for dragging the match out, but this stare down is pretty brutal.

Vinegar: Aragato spraying that Obsidian Scourge through the ropes, staring straight ahead at Komosube.

Hanson: Well, why'd he do that?! You just wasted your secret weapon, dummy! *pretends he was looking at the audience when Aragato turns to look at Hanson for a second*

Vinegar: Your courage astounds me, Daniel. Anyway, that was a show of respect by Aragato, I think. A show that he's not going to rely on trickery here...

Hanson: The crowd is dead silent here. They can cut the tension with a knife.

Vinegar: Yeah, and I don't even know what they-JESUS! Both men shout at the top of their longs, and charge each other! Reckless abandon, from both men here tonight!

Hanson: Jesus, they're going to crash!

Vinegar: Aragato with a jumping shining wizard, putting himself in hurricarana position here! But Komosube uses the momentum from his charge to keep running, seeming to ignore the wizard landed to his temple! He charges Aragato into the corner, the rings shaking as Aragato is sprawled against that turnbuckle, but even here Komosube and Aragato trade elbow strikes and head butts and short punches! Jesus, complete Berserker rage from both members of Hiroshima!

Hanson: My god, they're not letting up, are they?! But Komosube is clearly doing more damage, here. He's got the better leverage and let's not neglect to mention the weight difference here! I don't see how Aragato could inflict as much damage here as he could.

Vinegar: You might be correct here, as after a brutal back elbow to the collar bone, Aragato staggers, leaning against the turnbuckle for support.

Hanson: And now Komosube stepping back to maybe charge again and-whoah!

Vinegar: Komosube falls to his right, clutching the ropes to avoid falling, shaking his head. It must have been that shining wizard! He could delay the effects, but he couldn't stop them!

Hanson: Both men look like they could collapse, and we're only...! We're only 2 minutes into the match? No staying power, either of them!

Vinegar: Daniel, I've seen both men go the distance when they need to. It's just the massive damage they've both inflicted, in such a - My God! As Komosube was recovering, and staggering toward Aragato, he was met with a brutal snap kick to the face, by Mr. Deathmatch! He is again reeling on the ropes, but looks more in danger of falling then before! Aragato, sensing his chance, springs off the ropes to HIS right - YES! Triangle dropkick, to Komosube, with such force that both men go toppling to the floor! Hazel East so far has stayed out of their way.

Hanson: Wise strategy.

Vinegar: No doubt. Komosube struggling to get to his feet. Aragato after a moment gets up...He leaps on the stairs-SENTON FLIP, his back crashing into Komosube's! Komosube falls staggering!

Hanson: Y'know what, I'm tired of this damned flag...I can't see the action at all!

Vinegar: I wouldn't do that, Hanson! Stop!

Hanson: Please, what're they gonna - OHH!

In a split, Komosube on the ground points to the flag. Aragato spins on a dime, rushing over and violently slapping Hanson in the mouth. Hanson reels, holding his mouth, and glares at Aragato.

Hanson: Hey, you creep! You can't do that to me! Get this flag outta the table - AH!!!

Violently slapped again. Hanson with wide eyes.

Hanson: Hey, where's Komosube, he should be wiping the floor - AHH!

Violently slapped yet again, this time tears falling from his eyes.

Hanson: Stop! Please! *tears*

Vinegar: Aragato finally backing away from Mr. Good Ideas here, and turns to face Komosube, who by now has gotten to his feet, and is sitting in a folding chair next to the barricade. Aragato looking like he's asking if Komosube is ready, and Komosube spits on the ground and pulls himself standing, chair falling to the ground. What a show of respect between these two! And now, Aragato charging, leaping off the steel steps almost without even looking, but Komosube catches - SLAM! The small of Aragato's back, straight into that barricade!

Hanson *between sobs*: Aragato is reeling, as Komosube takes Aragato's hand, and pulls him - RIGHT INTO A CLOTHESLINE! Aragato flips, hits pavement, and looks like he's been turned inside out! Komosube sliding inside, cracking his neck as he catches a breather. He turns around.

Vinegar: RIGHT INTO A CHAIR SHOT FROM ARAGATO!!!! Komosube staggers into the corner, eyes rolling in the back of his head! Aragato looking right at Hazel East, drops the chair walking away as Hazel East turns to the officials, about to DQ Aragato. Aragato obviously wanted to end this right here...I think I understand Aragato's reasoning here. WAIT A SECOND!

Hanson: Komosube has bullied Hazel into that corner, and him and his translator are both rapid-fire talking to Hazel, who nods and talks with Komosube through the translator. Aragato just looking on, wide-eyed. After a moment, Hazel talks to the official. THIS MATCH HAS BECOME NO DQ, PEOPLE!

Vinegar: I was not expecting this! Aragato with a sort of sigh nods, and Komosube stands, closing his fist in defiance! They charge yet again, but both men looking haggard! Komosube chops to the chest, followed by Aragato! This is a slow chop battle, both men staggering. Neither man with an advantage!

Hanson: The sounds are definitely sick, Nicholas, but I'm hoping Komosube pulls through here. SMASH THAT LOSER, AITO!

Vinegar: Your opinion wouldn't happen to be biased, would it, Daniel? Based on a certain lesson you got taught a moment ago?

Hanson: Shut the **** up, fat man!

Vinegar *with a laugh*: Anyway, folks, back in the ring, Komosube has won the chop battle, and sends Aragato to the ground with a mighty chop. DROP TOE HOLD! Komosube goes down, and Aragato back up! Komosube back to his feet, eating a roundhouse by Aragato, but he isn't fazed much, and hooks his arms around Aragato. BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX, OUT OF THE RING!

Vinegar: Komosube climbing out of the ring, and grabbing Aragato by the hair, dragging him to his feet. Michinoku driver, right there to the floor! Aragato writhes in pain, looking to be completely out here. Komosube breathing heavy, getting to his feet slowly. He does not look amused here, folks. I don't think he likes this, one bit. But, dammit, he's going to finish it!

Hanson: He climbs up to the apron...he springs off the ropes. The audience is screaming!! ASAI BANZAI-SAULT!!!! HE'S KILLED ARAGATO!!!!!!

Vinegar: 400 pounds of Muscle just crashed on Aragato, I'll be surprised if he isn't dead! The audience stunned into silence, now. End this, Komosube! End this!!

Hanson: Komosube picking up Aragato, and placing the limp form between the ropes, into the mat. Climbing up unto the ring apron, slowly. That Banzai-Sault hurt him too, Nick.

Vinegar: I can see that, and I think our viewers at home can also - MY GOD! Aragato with a spinning wheel kick, crashing into the head of Komosube! And another split second Aragato links the kick into a hurricarana and flips Komosube into the ring!

Hanson: How did he do that?!

Vinegar: Jesus... Aragato grabbing that chair that's still in the ring and climbing the top rope... Komosube climbing to his feet, and gets that chair thrown at his face! He catches it, just in time!

Hanson: OW!

Vinegar: That's an understatement, as Komosube gets thrashed with that modified senton flip! Komosube goes crashing down, blood trickling from his nose, and Aragato explodes a few feet away from Komosube, on his hands and knees. JESUS!

Both announcers get out of the way as the chair lands behind them.

Hanson: SOMEONE GET ARAGATO UNDER CONTROL! HE CAN'T BE DOING THIS!!!

Vinegar: Daniel, that's just the risk we face sitting this close to the action. Uh oh... where's Aragato?

Hanson: I think I have a feeling... OH! There he is, crawling back in!

Vinegar: Komosube on his knees, Daniel, facing away from Aragato... he doesn't see it! Aragato ready, and tensed, as Komosube slowly turns around, RIGHT INTO THE FIRST KENDO STICK!

Hanson: Jesus, he's like a starving kid swinging at a piñata! Already past the ten-mark! Komosube to his knees, getting ROCKED!

Vinegar: Komosube busted open, blood just pouring now! Aragato hitting with a speed unheard of... finally! They're all broken beside Komosube, with Aragato slowly unsheathing the main kendo stick! A long stare down... Komosube actually goading Aragato. My god, the man's crazy!

HANSON: The man's got balls! Grant his wish, Aragato! HAH!

Vinegar: Aragato just may do that, Daniel... Aragato raising the final kendo stick! 21 Deaths coming up... Aragato's face looks as blank as ever, but dammit if you can't see the struggle, somewhere in those eyes of his...

Hanson: ...?! WHAT THE ****?!

Vinegar: Aragato putting down his arm and walking away. Folks, he's not going through with it! Komosube stands up, shakily, shouting at Aragato in Japanese. Aragato turning, and says something unintelligible, exiting out the ring, walking toward the back room...

Hanson: But Komosube isn't having it! He manages to get to the ropes...somehow flips over them, landing on his feet! A guy that heavy shouldn't be able to do that! Especially injured as he is!

Vinegar: Komosube comes from a very prestigious family, Daniel. It would be ludicrous to think he couldn't - Nevermind, as Komosube is approaching Aragato, both men haggard, neither standing entirely straight. Komosube shouting at Aragato, I think he's shouting at Aragato to finish it! Aragato shaking his head...uh-oh...I think they may continue to fight on the ramp...No! Komosube collapses, from blood loss...

Hanson: Aragato catches the big man, propping him up and leaning Komosube against himself. Jeez! His legs look like they're shaking! How can he support that weight?!

Vinegar: Through strength of will, Daniel, not to mention the fact that Aragato has always been stronger than he looks. Komosube calling to Hazel East...she take the Imperial flag from our announce table - hello, Hazel - and she places it in the hands of Komosube...the two staggering up the runway, Aragato raising his kendo stick in the air, Komosube following suit with the flag! East talking to her fiancé, Mitchell Dennis.

Dennis: This match is considered...DOUBLE COUNT OUT! Both men lose!

Hanson: WHAT?! THAT'S A ****ING GIP!

Vinegar: Daniel, I couldn't see this ending any other way. Look at those men! We just got a PPV quality match, and this wasn't even the main event! And judging by the massive standing ovation, I figure the main event is going to need to be pretty good to top this! And look at this! Are they actually smiling?!

"Monsters of Rock" can barely be heard by the band, as Hiroshima walks up the ramp, each leaning on each other for support, every single audience member standing on their feet, bringing down the house with thunderous applause. We see a shot of Komosube actually smiling slightly, staggering and blood pouring down his face in buckets. And even Aragato gives a small smirk, looking around at the applause, both men raising the sticks in their hands higher, and off backstage.

[Red Bull Icon]

“Fucking In The Bushes” hits, and the crowd rise to their feet in unison…

DENNIS: The next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a triple threat match! Introducing first, hailing from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is the King of Kama Sutra…CHRIS AUSTIIIIIIN!!!

Vinegar: We’re seeing a new side to Austin since he lost the Hardcore Title at Guerrilla Warfare, he seems to have found a more ruthless side to his nature…

Hanson: Yeah and I haven’t seen him bang a girl in weeks! What the hell is with that? Come on Austin, we want the flesh, get to the pressing!

Vinegar: Austin has more important things to spend his time worrying about, I’m sure he still gets plenty of women, but he wants that Hardcore Title back…

Hanson: Didn’t he want a shot at the Global Title not so long ago? Or has Declan's reappearance put him off going after that?

Vinegar: I think he feels he has a point to prove, he wasn’t pinned by BoolZ, he was pinned by Savana, he wants to show BoolZ who is the most Hardcore of the two of them…and it seems it is already straining their relationship….

“Wonder Whats Next” hits and the crowd continue cheering.

Dennis: Introducing next, hailing from Oceanside, California, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is The Global Impact Wrestling Hardcore Champion…RANDY BOOLZIAAAN!!!

Hanson: I’m surprised he hasn’t brought that mutt down to ringside with him, what did he call it again?

Vinegar: Consequences. Or Connie for short…

Hanson: That’s a crap name, I’d have called it Slut Magnet…or Whore Hound…

Vinegar: You are unbelievable…BoolZ makes his way down to the ring, he isn’t taking his eyes off Chris Austin, he stops outside the ring to finish the can of Red Bull in his right hand, as he hands his Hardcore Championship belt in his left hand to Old Man Hermit, and he hasn’t taken his eyes of Austin this whole time…

Hanson: He hates him. BoolZ planned this from the start, get close to Austin, urge him to piss off Cara, and then he’d swoop in and claim that Title for himself…

Vinegar: BEHAVE! There is no way he could have planned what happened…The locking of eyes is merely respect, he knows he’s gotta keep watching Austin if he wants to come out on top

A pyro explodes on stage and “Morgenstein” blares over the PA, and almost everyone in the arena gets back into their seats.

Vinegar: Not much love for the White Brothers here tonight…

Hanson: People probably expect them to just flee the arena in a Keystone Cops style chase with Savage…

Dennis: And the final opponent, accompanied by his brother, a madman in a clown suit, hailing from who gives a rats ass, weighing in at does anyone really care about these guys at all, Kane….I mean Great White…

Hanson: Even Dennis has had enough of them….

Vinegar: Austin and Boolz haven’t even registered the White brothers coming down to the ring…they are nose to nose in the centre of the ring….and they seem to have a few words for one another…But they are shaking hands…I think this will be a fair fight…

Hanson: Great White climbs onto the apron…BoolZ and Austin turn in unison…DOUBLE PUNCH TO WHITE'S FACE! Great White falls to the arena floor…

DING!

Vinegar: This match is underway, and Joka checks on his brother, and Austin quickly turns and hits BoolZ with a standing dropkick, climbs to his feet and drops an elbow on BoolZ, and then drops a leg across his head…he’s working out some demons here…

Hanson: I’m starting to like this new edge of Austin’s, he is ruthless…he’s still an idiot, but a ruthless one…

Vinegar: Well now he drags Randy to his feet and lifts him for a spine buster…before he falls Austin whips him into the turnbuckle…he charges at BoolZ…who gets a foot up and into Austin’s face…BoolZ quickly grabs the ropes, springboard…TWISTEDSTEELE! And Austin is down and BoolZ takes some time on the canvas to recover, before quickly nipping up onto his feet…

Hanson: I bet he’s just as quick in the bedroom…

Vinegar: As I try to tune out my partner, Austin gets to his feet and is met by an open hand to the face, Austin responds, and now these guys are just brawling in the centre of the ring…

Hanson: This was never going to be pretty, these guys hate one another….

Vinegar: I’m not sure it’s as clear as that, I think there is a great deal of respect between these two young men, BoolZ has got the advantage now though, and he whips Austin into the ropes…BoolZ runs at him…NOFLYZO…

Hanson: NO! Austin moves and BoolZ goes Upside down and backwards into the turnbuckle…that’s gotta hurt…

Vinegar: Austin quickly turns and sees BoolZ slump to the canvas…he jumps onto the top rope…SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!! He hits it…1…

2…

Vinegar: NO! Boolz gets his foot on the rope, and Austin is foiled…Austin stands up, and drags BoolZ to his feet….BoolZ strikes Austin in the stomach, then hits a swinging DDT! BoolZ climbs to the top rope….he waits on the top rope, crouched…Austin gets to his feet…FLYING HURICANRA…NO! AUSTIN CATCHES BOOLZ…POWERBOMB!

Hanson: Hang on….isn’t this supposed to be a triple threat match…where is the other guy….who is the other guy for that matter?

Vinegar: It’s Great White, and he’s currently being slapped round the face by his brother who is trying to get him to regain consciousness after that double punch. Austin now takes BoolZ by the hair, but Randy quickly sneaks behind him, and gets Austin in a hammerlock…and then spins Austin back round…NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! WITH A BRIDGE...but Austin breaks the hold immediately…both guys get to their feet and start pacing around the ring…

Hanson: Look who’s awake…White is on the apron!

Vinegar: DOUBLE DROPKICK! FROM BOOLZ AND AUSTIN TO GREAT WHITE!

Hanson: And straight back out again…lame.

Vinegar: Austin and BoolZ both share a laugh, but then instantaneously both stop, lock eyes on one another, and lock up….they both trade knees to the midsection, until Austin finally breaks off, BoolZ grabs him…SOBERINGTHOUGHTS! BoolZ climbs to the top rope….he awaits Austin to get to his feet…it’s another high risk….STARGAZER!!!! he hits that Shooting Star press into a DDT! And Austin is out…1….

2….

Hanson; NO! Austin kicks out…BoolZ pulls him up by his hair…but Austin lands a low blow……he steps back….SOBE GUTCHECK!!! He starts to climb to the top rope…

Vinegar…BoolZ is groggy, he uses the ropes to pull himself up…in doing so Austin falls from the top rope, and his leg gets tangled in the ropes…BoolZ gets to his knees…

Hanson: KANE WHITE IS IN THE RING!

Vinegar: You mean Great White! BoolZ turns to face White, who throws a punch, BoolZ ducks, White spins 360 degrees and ends back facing Randy…kick to the gut…DISCOMBOOLZALATOR….1…

Hanson: Austin can’t do anything he’s tied up in the ropes…

Vinegar: Joka is trying to get in but he’s slipped on the apron, fallen to the floor and now he is unconscious too!

2….

3!!!!

Dennis: Here is your winner, via pinfall…RAAAAAANDY BOOOOOOOOLZIAAAAAAN!!!!!

Vinegar: As a triple threat match this was shocking, but Austin and BoolZ put on one hell of a preview for In Your Hands, and it would have gone on longer if it wasn’t for some freak incidents….remember their fate is literally in your hands…vote to choose what type of match these guys will face each other in at In Your Hands!

[Red Bull Icon]

Dennis: The following match is a six man tag match! Introducing first, being accompanied by Cara Costello, at a combined weight of 827 pounds, The Significant Player, Declan Prescott, The Immortal Lord Of Pain, Donovan Hastings and The General Of Destruction Lord Deathman... GLOBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL DOMINAITTTTTTTTTTTTTTION!!!!!!

Vinegar: Well here they are. The self-confessed team who don't like each other. I know each of these men are professional enough to cooperate, but are they humble enough?!

Hanson: Of course they are! Look, Lord Hastings and Declan are in the ring, connecting fists. That's homey talk for 'I got ya back, yo!'

Vinegar: Now that you've said that, I'm more than certain it means something entirely different.

Hanson: Playa hata!

"Blackened" begins to play, as the arena fills with a mixed reaction. Dylan James makes his way down the ramp, rolling his arms as he does so.

Dennis: And introducing the opponents! First, representing The New Resistance, from Detroit, Michigan and weighing 240 pounds... 'HAAAAAAAAARRRRDCORE' DYLAAAAAAAAAAAN JAAAAAAAAAAAAMES!!!!!

Vinegar: James waiting outside the ring here, knowing better than to take on all three GD members alone. Prescott seems to be trying to bait him, though.

Hanson: But James isn't even paying attention! He's too busy looking at Cara! Straight edge my ass!

Vinegar: I thought you liked James...

Hanson: Not compared to Global Domination, I don't!

"Bummer" begins playing and Travis Roberts sweeps through the curtains, arms outstretched and receiving a hugely positive ovation.

Dennis: And the partner, currently residing in Los Angeles, California and weighing 220 pounds, The Blessed One... TRRRRRRRRRAVIS RRRRRRRRRRRROBERTS!!!!!

Vinegar: Here comes Roberts down the ramp. He's looking from GD in the ring to James outside it. He doesn't seem to like either option and is instead taking the time to converse with a female fan in the front row.

Hanson: Run lady! You'll probably catch something!

Vinegar: Oh for God's sake. I'd say there's more chance of that happening from Cara and, hence, your best buddy, Declan.

Hanson: Why I oughta -

"Kickstart My Heart" bashes into play, the music instantly being almost completely drowned out from the cheers. Within seconds, Brandon Brown emerged on the stage, the Global Heavyweight Championship belt around his waist and Big B brown to his side. The pair begin making their way down the ramp, Brandon shooting a quick nod to Roberts, in between his taunts to the crowd, who are still going ballistic.

Dennis: And the partner, being accompanied by Big B Brown, from Albion, Indiana and weighing 190 pounds, the GLOBAL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRANDON BRRRRRRRRRRRRROWN!!!!

Vinegar: Brown, James and Roberts wasting no time, all sliding into the ring! GD backs up into their corner, as Brown hands the Global belt to Burke. Burke passing it on to Hermit, as Prescott seems to be giving a prep talk to his team mates. Hastings is nodding, while Lord Deathman seems to be barking some words I can't repeat in protest. Hastings trying to cool the big man down and it seems to have worked, as both Hastings and Deathman are exiting the ring. It seems The Significant Player wants to start this match!

Hanson: Of course he does. And look at him, Nick! He's the laying the challenge down to Brandon Brown! Declan wants a chance to gain some revenge!

Vinegar: And Brown is up to the challenge! He's telling Roberts and James to get onto the apron. Both men begrudgingly comply and now the bell rings. The first two Global Champions circling the ring, about to lock up once again!

Hanson: And look at both these guys! They're smiling!

Vinegar: They've both been looking forward to this for quite sometime! And now they lock up! Here we go! Prescott able to get the early advantage and takes Brown into a headlock. But he's blasting away at the Global Champ with some furious punches to the face!!

Hanson: Do you have any idea how long Declan has been waiting for this opportunity?! He's not gonna hold anything back!

Vinegar: But neither is Brown, as he forces the GIW owner to break his grasp, with some stiff elbows to the spine. Brandon instantly capitalises, with a back suplex! NO! Declan rolls through and lands on his feet behind the Champ! Brown turns on the spot and takes a VICIOUS knife hand to the chest! That one echoed around the entire arena and sent Brown reeling into the ropes!

Hanson: Declan is straight back on the attack! He whips Brown to the opposite ropes, giving him no time at all to rest. Very smart play.

Vinegar: Brandon comes back on the rebound and Prescott with a back body drop! BUT BROWN LANDS ON HIS FEET!

Hanson: IMPOSSIBLE!

Vinegar: Brown is too quick for The Significant Player and takes him down with a German suplex! Now the Champ delivers a jumping elbow across Prescott's skull. Now he's wasting no time and going up top already!!

Hanson: With a moonsault! But Prescott rolls to safety and Brown eats nothing, but canvas! Brilliant!

Vinegar: Certainly a fortunate save for Prescott there. Not so fortunate for Brown, who is now behind pulled to his feet by our boss. Declan looks for a suplex and hits all of it, giving the one fingered salute to Brandon's team mates, as he falls.

Hanson: Ha! He's so confident, Nick. He's the definition of a great wrestler!

Vinegar: I'd call it arrogance, not confidence. Nevertheless Declan is in control now. He drops a leg cross Brown's head, smiling. Declan taking his time here and - NO! Brown has grabbed his leg, pulled it out from underneath him and sent The Significant Player face first to the mat! Both men race back up and Brown with a dropkick, sends Prescott spiralling back into GD's corner! Deathman with a blind tag and Declan seems furious!

Hanson: He may be a Lord, but he still has to respect the boss!

Vinegar: I guess we'll see, as Brown too makes a tag, bringing The Blessed One, Travis Roberts, into the ring. He's quickly taken down with a big boot from The General Of Destruction! But it doesn't keep him down for long. Roberts right back up and this time Deathman looks for a clothesline. Roberts ducks and grabs Deathman from behind! Russian leg sweep takes the former Champ down to the mat.

Hanson: But Lord Deathman is already starting to get back up, like it didn't even phase him!

Vinegar: Roberts is well aware of this and plants his giant opponent with a DDT. But The General is just getting straight back up!

Hanson: I'm telling ya, Nick. Roberts can't keep that monster down and Travis isn't even the one he wants! Imagine what Lord Deathman is gonna do when he gets his hands on Brown!!

Vinegar: We may not have to imagine by the time this match is over. We very well might see it for ourselves! But right now The Headliner boots Deathman in the skull, launching high impact manoeuvre he can muster! But Deathman simply stumbles backwards and remains standing!

Hanson: Ha! Roberts isn't gonna feel so Blessed by the time this bout is over!

Vinegar: You may be right, as Deathman swings a wild right fist! Roberts side steps just in time. He seems to have the speed advantage over The General Of Destruction.

Hanson: But that's disappeared, as Lord Hastings grabs that gangly hippy from behind!

Vinegar: Dammit, Hastings from the apron, has Roberts in a full nelson. The Headliner was too distracted by Lord Deathman to notice he got too close to the opposite corner! Burke begins the count for The Lord Of pain to break the hold, but it's too late! Deathman has both hands around Robert's throat and he drags The Blessed One to the centre of the ring. BOOM! Final Destination delivered! Deathman covers! ONE! TWO - ROBERTS WITH THE KICK OUT!

Hanson: He'll have to do more damage to end this match. Of course, being Lord Deathman, that probably won't take very long!

Vinegar: The General pulling Roberts back up, but Roberts with some stiff rights and lefts to his opponent's midsection! Now he's looking for a belly-to-belly suplex! But Deathman counters into a belly-to-belly of his own! Roberts has been taken down once more!

Hanson: The General still on the assault, though! He's bending down to pick up Roberts and you can just tell he has something diabolical in mind!

Vinegar: But The Blessed One with a stiff kick right to Deathman's mask, sends The general reeling. Roberts climbing back up, but The General Of Destruction is right back on the assault! BOOM! Roberts with a drop toe hold buys him enough time to tag in Dylan James!

Hanson: And he charges straight at Lord Deathman, but the almighty General is already back up and waiting! BIG BOOT!

Vinegar: NO! James ducks, keeps running, leaps onto the ropes AND COMES BACK WITH A SPRINGBOARD DDT - NO!!!! DEATHMAN CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDER AND DROPS JAMES ACROSS THE ROPES, GUILLOTINING HIS THROAT!

Hanson: Incredible move from Lord Deathman! But look at this! Lord Hastings is calling for the tag!

Vinegar: And Deathman looking from the Hardcore One to Hastings. He makes the tag!

Hanson: I guess he wants to save the rest of his energy for Brown. But now Hastings grabbing the still downed James and - WHAT THE?!?!?!

Vinegar: JAMES PLAYING POSSUM, ROLLS HASTINGS UP WITH A SMALL PACKAGE! ONE! TWO! THR - HASTINGS WITH THE KICKOUT!!

Hanson: Jeez, that match nearly ended before Lord Hastings could land a single attack! He has to be careful!

Vinegar: Now both men up, James grinning widely. He's mocking Hastings that he nearly had him, but The Immortal will have none of it! He grabs James, applying a front face lock. But James able to counter into a weak looking atomic drop. He couldn't quite get all of that, as he bounces off the ropes with a spear! NO! Hastings counters into a hip toss!!

Hanson: James is quick back to his feet, but Hastings sends him write back down with an arm drag! But James is up again!

Vinegar: But Hastings with a spine buster - NO! James counters into a DDT! Now he's calling for Hastings to get back up! The Lord Of Pain obliges, climbing to a vertical base AND JAMES LEVELS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH A DROPKICK!!!

Hanson: Lord Hastings seems a little dazed, but don't count him out yet!

Vinegar: I wouldn't dream of it, as Hastings back up, but James sends him right back with a reverse ST - NO! Hastings counters with a leg sweep, sending James crashing to the canvas. Now Hastings quickly tags in Deathman once more!

Hanson: And here comes the next Global Champion, as James is climbing back up. BOOM! Lord Deathman smashes him with a roundhouse kick to the skull! A kick like that from The General Of Destruction is like being hit by a car! No, no, a bus!

Vinegar: James goes toppling helplessly over to his corner AND HE'S ABLE TO TAG IN BROWN! THE GLOBAL CHAMP LEAPING ONTO THE TOP ROPE, AS DEATHMAN CHARGES!!! MISSILE DROPKICK SENDS THE GENERAL SPIRALLING TO THE CANVAS!

Hanson: These fans are getting excited, here!

Vinegar: AND NOW BRANDON IS CALLING FOR THE SUPERKICK!!! HE'S TAKING IT TO - WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! PRESCOTT OUT OF NOWHERE LEVELLING BROWN WITH THE PERFECT PLAY!!!

Hanson: A team PLAYER fo life!!!

Vinegar: BUT ROBERTS HAS RUSHED THE RING TOO!! KICK TO PRESCOTT'S GUT!! WHITE OUT LEVELS THE OWNER OF GIW!!!

Hanson: But Hastings with a kick to the gut on Roberts!

Vinegar: MODIFIED DESTINY'S CALL, SENDING TRAVIS ROBERTS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CRASHING TO THE FLOOR!!!

Hanson: Ha! He won't be headlining anything for a while, after that!

Vinegar: But now Big B grabs Hastings by the ankles and pulls his legs out from under him! The Immortal One goes back first to the mat and now B pulls him right out of the ring! Hastings laid out on the floor AND BIG B WITH A BODY SPLASH!!!!

Hanson: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Vinegar: Well I hope, for his sake, that Hastings really is immortal, or he may not be getting up from that! And now Burke is totally at a loss as to what to do here! there's carnage and broken bodies everywhere! And amidst the chaos, Aesc The Dark has made his way to ringside! He has a chair, which he slides over to James! Burke it too busy checking on Brown, as Deathman gets back to his feet! BAM! JAMES BASHES THAT CHAIR INTO HIS SKULL!!! NOW THE HARDCORE ONE DROPS THE CHAIR ON THE MAT AND X MARKS THE SPOT ONTO THE STEEL!!!!

Hanson: CHEATER!

Vinegar: Just like Hastings earlier in the match! Just like Prescott only moments ago! You didn't have a problem with it, then! Regardless, James tossing the chair out of the ring, disposing of the evidence! Now he's making his way back to his corner and calling for Brown to make the tag!

Hanson: Is James retarded?! Brown can't stand after the Perfect Play!

Vinegar: YES HE CAN! He's using the ropes to pull himself up and his legs are wobbling like jelly, but dammit, the Global Champ is still standing!

Hanson: But... but... but...

Vinegar: And now he's making his way over to James, BUT DEATHMAN SITS UP!!!! WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOD?!?!?! THAT ISN'T POSSIBLE!!!

Hanson: Hahaha! Now he's grabbed Brandon by the leg and pulled him away from the corner!!

Vinegar: Brown landing face first on the mat, as Deathman is groggily climbing back to his feet! The General Of Destruction can't be human! He's some sort of monster!

Hanson: And that monster is now standing between Brown and any hope he has of making a tag!

Vinegar: But he's still gonna try! BROWN LOOKING FOR A SUPERKICK! DEATHMAN SIDE STEPS AND BRANDON GETS HOOKED WITH A GIANT CLOTHESLINE!!!

Hanson: Brown eating the mat and now Declan is back in the GD corner! He's calling Lord Deathman to make the tag!

Vinegar: Deathman looking from the downed Brown, over to Prescott. He seems to be thinking here... and he's turned his back on Declan!!

Hanson: NO! DON'T DO IT!

Vinegar: BUT THE DISTRACTION GIVES BROWN TIME TO NIP UP AND HIT A SUPERKICK STRAIGHT INTO DEATHMAN'S MASK!!!

Hanson: YOU IDIOT, LORD DEATHMAN!!!

Vinegar: Deathman goes stumbling down to the canvas, BUT PRESCOTT IS ABLE TO MAKE THE BLIND TAG, AS HE DOES!!! THE SIGNIFICANT PLAYER CHARGES THE RING, BUT BROWN DIVES TOWARDS JAMES!!!! HE MAKES THE TAG!!!!

Hanson: And he charges right at Declan! Watch out!!

Vinegar: Prescott swings for a clothesline, but he's dazed from that White Out and James easily evades. Now the Hardcore Superstar lifting The Significant Player onto his shoulders! ADRENALINE RUSH COMING UP!!!! NO!!! THAT HARLOT, CARA COSTELLO, HAS TAKEN HOLD OF JAMES' LEG!

Hanson: BUT HERE COMES AESC ON HER TAIL!!!

Vinegar: COSTELLO WISELY RUNNING FOR HER LIFE, BUT THE DISTRACTION HAS GIVEN PRESCOTT THE CHANCE TO SLIDE FREE! HE LANS BEHIND JAMES, SPINS THE HARDCORE ONE ROUND AND PLANTS HIM WITH THE SIGNIFICANT IMPACT!!!!! MY GOD, PRESCOTT MAKES THE COVER!!! ONE!!!! BUT HERE COMES ROBERTS SLIDING INTO THE RING!!! TWO!!! NO! HASTINGS GRABS HIM BY THE LEGS AND HOLDS HIM BACK!!! THREE!!!!!! MY GOD, PRESCOTT HAS WEASELLED OUT THE VICTORY!!!

Dennis: Your winners, via pinfall, Declan Prescott, Donovan Hastings and Lord Deathman... GLOBAL DOMINATION!!!!!

Hanson: ALRIGHT! HE DID IT, NICK!!!! PRESCOTT OVERCOMES THE ODDS AND PROVES TO THE WORLD THAT HE'S STILL GOT IT!!!

Vinegar: Yeah, he's still got it alright! 'It' being his inability to win a match without cheating! But meanwhile, there are bigger problems going on here! Deathman and Brandon are back up and The General Of Destruction has charged the Global Champ! He clotheslines him right out of the ring and is chasing Brandon to the outside! But here comes Big B, punching the hell out of Deathman!! Meanwhile, Roberts and Hastings are punching the stuffing out of each other too!!!

Hanson: Prescott is observing his surroundings, deciding who to help out first. He's such a hero, Nick! Always putting others over himself!

Vinegar: HA! He's decided to go help Cara, who is stil being stalked by Aesc! Now both of them are fleeing up the ramp, leaving Hastings and Deathman at the mercy of Aesc, B, Brandon, James and Roberts! He doesn't care about any of them!

Hanson: Hey, not true! If Aesc had caught Cara, she'd be the least able to defend herself!

Vinegar: But she'd be the most deserving! Anyways, folks, we're out of time! I sincerely hope you enjoyed tonight's show. I'm Nicholas Vinegar, here with Daniel Hanson, wishing you a pleasant week. We hope you can join us next time for the final stop before In Your Hands! Goodnight ladies and gentlemen.

Hanson: Y'all remember to brush at least three times a day!

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Sentinel 12/7/08 Credits

Triple Threat Tag Match
Travis Roberts

Battle Royal Match
Declan Prescott

Gregory vs. Severino
Randy Boolzian

Aragato vs. Komosube
Hiroshima

Triple Threat Match
Travis Roberts

Six Man Tag Match
Declan Prescott

Editor
Declan Prescott