Crazy J: Welcome to the Asylum Network… Asylum Wrestling Fans this is the new home for Monday Night Insomnia and this is a Pre show interview by none other then Crazy J. Today we will kick off the show with a interview with none other then Joseph Johnson.
Crazy J: So Joseph tell me what is it you want out of the AWA and what can the fans plan to get from you?
Joseph: Well, J, it's no secret I've been out of wrestling for a few years. People have forgotten about me. At one time I was one of the most dominant wrestlers there was. I racked up numerous championships and almost 100 wins along the way, but none of that matters now. Wrestling isn't what it was once before, and I'm here to revolutionize the business. What I want out of AWA is to once again strike fear into the minds of opponents, to once again prove that I am the best in the business. I want to succeed and I will succeed and that's what the fans can expect from me.
Crazy J: So your now an AWA super star so what next for you?
Joseph: That's simple, next I am going to re-establish my name. As I just said, people have forgotten about me. But soon enough I'll be on top once again. It started last Sunday when I beat Aiden Payne and Jason Stevens and it will continue tonight.
Crazy J: What title in the AWA do you have your eyes on and why?
Joseph: The AWA World Championship. If your in this business and your goal isn't to be World Champion you need to choose a new profession. Everyone wants to be World Champion, and that's why the title means so much. It puts a bullseye on your back all day, every day, and that's something I crave. I want to be the hunted, and I want to prove that I'm in a league all of my own.
Crazy J: Ok now screw all those easy questions, tell me what your
deepest darkest memory is from your child hood?
Joseph: That's a hard question. I didn't really have a dark child hood, so it's hard to find something there. I guess my darkest memory is my dad's drinking and leaving my mom. He would drink every night. Every single night. It was like he was two people, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide if you will. He got help though, and eventually my parents got back together. So it was dark for a while, but it's lightened up.
Crazy J: Well isnt that just special... so your dad use to screw other women and drink then come home and slap your mom around.
Jospeph becomes angry and walks out of the room and leaves the house as Crazy J smiles. Crazy J sits back down and pulls out his cigar and cuts the end and then lights it up.
Crazy J: So if you though this was going to be the typical pre show slash interview show then you dont know Crazy J that well, Next week I will have a sit down with none other then Corrayo. I am sure he will have some things to say and I am sure we can piss him off more.
Crazy J: Ladies and Gentleman tonight Erik Black will be facing my GYC memeber Taxx. I promise you that brother Taxx will win the world title and move on to become the greatest world champion ever.
Crazy J: Tomorrow night a inside look on the Asylum title and every match that we have had will be aired back to back including PPV matches in full for the first time on national tv. So we got alot of things going on but now I am going to welcome you to the first ever Insomnia on Asylum Network
With that the show opener of Crazy J comes to an end as the first match is about to begin
Jason Stevens vs. Nailz
Stormy: The following opening contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 175 pounds….Jasoooooon Steveeeeeeens!!!
“Halo” by Machinehead plays as Jason Stevens emerges from the backstage area. His sister Cary comes out a few feet behind him. Jason calmly walks down the ramp, but does look quite disgusted as he looks out at the people who are booing him. He doesn’t say a word though, just keeps walking right to the ringside area. Once there he slides into the ring under the bottom rope and stands right up immediately after that chore is done. Cary takes up a spot at the ringside area while her brother simply raises his arms in the air inside the wrestling ring as his music begins to fade out.
Tex: Well, I noticed the absence of Cary Stevens at High Voltage, but she’s back in full force tonight.
Duff: Thank god for that. It doesn’t seem like the fans like Jason any more for it though. Probably due to his massive losing streak.
Tex: Well, tonight’s another chance for him to turn it around. This time against the first and former AWA World Champion, Nailz.
Duff: Like that’s going to happen.
Stevens’s music is replaced by “Inside The Fire” by Disturbed.
Stormy: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 250 pounds…he is the In-Ring Assassin and the former AWA World Champiooon…Naaaaaaailz!!!
The arena turns red with flames dancing around the sides of the stage. Nailz rises out of a smoky mist from the middle as if rising from the depths of hell with Azael at his side. A flame trail follows down the aisle way until Nailz heads to the ring. When he gets in the ring he stands in the middle facing the camera as a huge flame wall erupts to the huge cheers of the crowd. Azael takes a spot at ringside, completely opposite Cary as the two wrestlers in the ring begin to stare one another down. Nailz’s eyes roll into the back of his head as Jason just shakes his head, knowing that that was coming.
Tex: A little bit of intimidation from Nailz, but it doesn’t seem to be working.
Duff: I’m not surprised at that. I’ll give Stevens the fact that he doesn’t fear others. It’s just that not having fear does not win wrestling matches.
The bell rings as Jason goes to immediately clothesline down the former champion. It actually works but Nailz pops right back up from the mat and stares Stevens down even harder now, gritting his teeth as he does so.
Tex: At least Stevens took the initiative. But that might have just enraged Nailz a bit because here he comes!
Nailz comes at Stevens and lands a punch right to the jaw. Stevens teeters back a bit but doesn’t fall so Nailz latches his arm around the back of Stevens’s head and this time DOES drop him with a DDT. Nailz however doesn’t go for the cover. Instead he grabs both of Stevens’s legs and locks them together into almost a pretzel shape. He then gets his legs around Stevens’s head, locking in an odd variation of a triangle choke!
Tex: Triangle choke! I’ve never seen it applied that way before!
Duff: I haven’t either, but I’m not getting overly excited about it. He only has it locked on Stevens. Now if he got it on Taxx or Erik Black, that might be something.
Nailz holds the choke in and Stevens can be seen coughing. Cary hops up onto the ring apron and starts complaining to the referee that Nailz has an illegal hold on. The referee tells her to step down but that tiny distraction is enough for Stevens to reach back and latch his hand to the back of Nailz’s neck. Stevens’s rolls onto his side and plants Nailz face first on the mat. Jason quickly hops to his feet as Cary is a bit relieved now. Referee Chip Long turns back to see Jason Stevens perching himself onto the top of a turnbuckle.
Tex: No surprises here. Jason Stevens looking to fly high like he always does.
Duff: Or do you mean fly low? HA!
Stevens goes for broke off the top rope without wasting any time. He’s about to land a moonsault but Nailz rolls over just enough to avoid the majority of the contact. Stevens still however pulls Nailz back and goes for the pin fall.
Referee Long: ONE…
Nailz easily kicks out as Stevens was unable to hook either leg. Nailz sits up as does Stevens. Stevens starts to work his way to his feet, but Nailz stays seated. Stevens seems to be thinking about going for a missile dropkick. This prompts Nailz to stand…and for Stevens to reconsider.
Duff: Smart move not to do that.
Tex: For once Jason Stevens was smart and did not challenge Nailz with that patented dropkick of his.
Duff: It will be the only time that we’re going to be able to call him smart.
Nailz throws a punch forward that doesn’t connect, but it does get Stevens to back up. Nailz delivers another and then another. Even though they’re missing, Nailz eventually gets Jason Stevens backed up into a corner. Now he rears back to fire and Stevens has nowhere to go, therefore taking a sucker punch right to the gut. Stevens feels it but holds onto the ropes. He tries to move his body upwards to set up for a hurricanrana to Nailz, but the In-Ring Assassin sees it coming. He allows Stevens to set him up, but then before Stevens can uncork the hurricanrana, Nailz lifts Stevens into the air, turns around slowly and drops him right to the mat with the Last Ride! Nailz covers Stevens, hooking the right leg.
Tex: Last Ride! And this one just might be over!
Referee Long: ONE…TWO…THR-
Somehow Stevens is able to pop the shoulder off of the mat.
Duff: HA! Looks like Stevens barely held on due to a spasm in his shoulder! HA HA HA!
Nailz looks down at his victim but Stevens suddenly locks his legs around the back of Nailz, leading into a perfectly placed bodyscissor! Nailz grimaces and starts to work his way out of it. Stevens does his best to hold it in, but the Last Ride did the job and Nailz is able to weasel his way out of Stevens’s hold, which would have been stronger if done earlier on in the match-up.
Tex: Nice idea by Stevens. Just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Nailz stands up and waits for Stevens to begin to rise. Jason does so but doesn’t realize what he’s in for. Nailz grabs him from behind and scoops him up, looking to hit a Samoan Drop. Stevens tries to fight off of Nailz’s shoulders and slide down his back, but Nailz gets Stevens racked up again and this time lets go with the Samoan Drop. Stevens however yanks Nailz into a rollup and Referee Long goes down to make the count.
Referee Long: ONE…TWO…THR-
Tex: NO! He didn’t get him!
Duff: Again. Don’t act so surprised Tex. Jason Stevens winning would equal pigs flying.
Nailz was able to get out of the pin. He suddenly slams his left foot backwards and it nails Jason Stevens right in the head. Nailz stands up and sees what he’s just done. He points down at Stevens before going back to the mat. Nailz doesn’t delay as he latches on the Nail In The Coffin!!! He pulls back real hard as the fans are on their feet now. Stevens can see his sister Cary and Cary can seemingly feel his pain. Jason works his way towards her, towards the set of ropes. He reaches out to grab the bottom rope but it’s at this time that Nailz really yanks Stevens back to the center of the ring. Jason sees where he is and seemingly can’t take it. He taps out like a madman as Referee Long calls for the bell.
Duff: HA! It’s as I said. Jason Stevens loses another one!
Tex: Sure. Now you’re excited.
“Inside The Fire” plays as Nailz finally lets go of the hold and rolls out of the ring. Azael joins him at the bottom of the wrestler ramp. Both of them just look into the ring as Referee Long checks on Jason Stevens. As Nailz and Azael begin their way to the back acknowledging the fans, Stormy’s voice is heard.
Stormy: Here is your winner of the match…Naaaaaaaailz!!!
Nailz’s raises his right arm and once it falls back down, Azael locks her arm with Nailz’s and the two finish their ascent up the ramp and into the backstage area as the scene in the arena fades.
Winner: Nailz
*The arena crowd is rowdy for tonight's event, and gets on their feet as the opening rifts to Our Lady Peace's "Starseed" begins to play. Once the heavy drums hit the curtains part and out steps Phil "The Starseed" Einar! He is wearing a black 3 piece, with tie, and black sunglasses, but the most distinguishing feature of his ensemble is the two fastened titles resting on his shoulders, the right, is the AWA Tag Team Title, the left is his self proclaimed AWA Pure Wrestling Asylum Chamionship. He walks with purpose to the ring, flanked by what seems to be a private security team, as some of the crowd reacts with cheers, although most boo him for his actions upon Eric Corrayo and Crazy J last week. He makes it to the ring and walks up the ring steps as security take their places around the ring...Einar steps between the ropes and walks to the center of the ring looking over the capacity crowd here in Detroit, Michigan. The Starseed has a mike.*
Einar:It's been a while since I've been here in Detroit, and I'll tell you all one thing I love about this city...is that it's so damn close to the border.
*The crowd boos loudly, at the cheap but effective heat, drowning out the section of cheering Canadian fans, who seem to have made the trip down for the occasion...*
Einar: I'm sorry to all my Canadian fans out there in this arena, that you're in such bad company. But I have to say something, so all of you should just shut the hell up. Now, first thing, Joseph Johnson, is that tonight, you've sealed your death warrant. it's not that I give a flying crap about what you've said about me or anyone else this week, it's just that you're in my way. Me and Bulldog Bill Barnhart, have decided to make a prime example of you and your partner, to show the rest of the AWA what happens when you stand in the way of the Knights Templar. For someone who claims the past doesn't mean anything for anyone, you're sure hung up on your own. Well, the present says I am one half of the AWA World Tag Team Champions, and the current AWA Pure Wrestling Champion, and you're not.
*Einar smirks and nods to the crowd, adjusting the titles on his shoulders and shining them in sequence with his knuckles...*
Einar: Now, about the Pure Wrestling title...it's quite simple. People have been asking me all week, what does it mean? What is Pure Wrestling? Is Corrayo still the champ? Well to answer that second one...Does he have the title? NO. I do, and until he fights his way up the pure wrestling division, and pries it from my cold dead fingers, he is NOT the Pure Wrestling Asylum champion. Both your AWA Owner, Goth and your AWA Comissioner, Owen Idol, have proclaimed it so. As for the rules, well...
*Einar walks aroun the ring and looks to the front row...he finds an attractive blonde screaming expletives at him...he smirks and adresses the mike again...*
Einar: You ain't fit to touch me with that mouth, honey, I like my women with some class.
*Einar walks back to the center ring and smirks to the crowd...*
Einar: Pure Wrestling rules are quite simple, folks. All standard rules of a wrestling match apply, with the following exceptions...Number 1, only 3 rope breaks allowed. After they are used up, grabbing ropes does nothing for you if you're in a hold. Number 2, no closed fist strikes. If you get caught, you lose a rope break. if you have no rope breaks remaining, ref can disqualify you for abusing the rules as he sees fit. Number 3, standard disqualifications rules apply for interferance and weapons. Number 4, the match must be decided in the ring, countouts only begin if at least one man is in the ring. Double countouts don't exist, and if a title is on the line, it can change hands on a countout. And finally, number 5, disqualifications work as a standard wrestling match unless it's for a title, in which case, if the champion is disqualified, the challenger is allowed a rematch at a later date, but if the challenger is disqualified, he has to earn his way back to a title shot. Simple, fair, and honest rules, folks. They ASSURE fair play, and only the purest wrestling skill will prevail. These are rules that Eric Corrayo, cannot respect, cannot compete in. He is but a desperate man who needs evrything including the kitchen sink and interference to win a match. Myself? You have all seen me compete over the years and you know, especially my faithful Canadian followers, how good I really am, despite what some young punk without an education might think. Corrayo, you are nothing to me. Explicit Content, you're not even a roadbump in my path, but a bug splattered on my windshield. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the back and prepare to give you ungrateful punks the match of the night, because that is Just,....Canadian!
*With that, The Starseed drops the mike in the ring with a loud thump, and heads to the ropes, steps between them and hops down to the floor below as security surrounds him and escort him to the locker room, they deflect some trash and cups thrown at him, Einar stops next to a fan who has a Canadian flag draped across his shoulders amongst others with some of Einar's trademark facepaint he wore during his early career, and he signs an authograph for a few, before he continues to the backstage area...footage cuts to a sponsor...*
Stormy Canyon: The second contest of the night is a singles match. First coming down the isle from California. Aiden Payne.
Sinner by Drowning Pool hits on the PA as red strobe lights flicker on and off. Aiden Payne comes running out from the back, full speed, and immediately stops at the top of the ramp. With a sadistic look on his face, he looks around at the crowd, then throws his devil horns in the air, as fire erupts around him. He then sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He quickly gets to his feet, and taunts the crowd by jumping on the far right turnbuckle, bouncing up and down, with one hand in the air showing devil horns, and his tongue out. He hops off of the ropes and heads to the other corner, sitting in the corner as his music fades.
Tex Martin: Looking good tonight, but I think both men have a chance.
Duff Travers: Most of the time I would say you are wrong but you are correct Tex this one could go either way. I like both of these guys.
Tex Martin: Yah that’s because you like complete jerk offs.
Stormy Canyon: Second making his way down to the ring. From The Georgian Backwoods… Chris Shipman!
Seven by Boondox blares over the speakers as the lights go out. Suddenly an eruption of pyro over the ramp creates a blast of light to see Shipman with a busted forehead and holding a barbed wire noose. The pyro dies as Shipman walks to the ring. He gets in, throws the noose to the floor and sits in the corner with an expressionless look as the music fades.
Tex Martin: Shipman has his game face on!
The bell sounds, and we are underway! The two superstars lock up mid ring, and the size advantage of Payne comes into play early, as he lifts Shipman and runs him into the turnbuckles behind him. He immediately goes to work with a series of chops and legal kicks, before whipping him into the opposite corner, and charging in after him. He moves out of the way, and Payne gets a taste of the top turnbuckle! Shipman follows up with a dropkick to the knee which takes Payne down to a knee, he then delivers a kick to the mid section, followed by a swinging neck breaker, which gets Shipman a quick two count. Going back to work, he locks in a leg grapevine, working on the knee he dropkicked possibly wearing him down for one of his signature moves the ankle lock. Payne uses slight height and weight advantage to pull himself to the ropes rather, but not before some damage was done. Shipman drops a number of elbows into the sternum of Payne, before going for the cover, which again, only gets him a two. He pulls him back to his feet, but before he has a chance to actually do anything, Payne nails him with a brutal belly to belly suplex, this does not keep Shipman down long, he quickly gets to his feet but he is just as quickly put down as Payne almost knocks his head off with a super kick!
Duff Travers: Damn, that’s got to hurt.
Tex Martin: Well I don’t know if he felt much of anything, he looks to be out cold.
Duff Travers: Well, he sure as hell is going to feel it tomorrow.
The super kick and bell to belly has given Payne a chance to regain his composure, and he isn't about to let this opportunity go to waste. He waits for Shipman to reach his feet, and when he does, he hooks him in a waist lock, pulls back hard and arches his back nailing the psycho with a impressive German suplex. Holding on, Payne pulls him up to his feet, only to plant him with a second suplex. The effect on Payne’s own well being is apparent, as he is slower to pull him up for the third one, and that has allowed him enough time to counter with a roll up, which almost ends the contest but unfortunately only gains Shipman a near fall. Going right back on the attack, Payne levels his foe with a stiff clothesline, which he follows up with a jumping knee to the gut, which gets him a two count. He rolls Chris Shipman over and goes after the weakened body parts and after giving him about 10 boots to the lower back and neck he applies a camel clutch. As Shipman fights to escape the hold in one way or another, Aiden makes it damn hard for him, hitting a cross face punch every few seconds. He even shoves his finger in Shipman’s mouth and fish hooks him.
Tex Martin: I would say Ship has about thirty seconds, maybe less before he quits.
Duff Travers: Shipman won’t tap out, that’s for sure.
Well, just as Duff finished saying that, Shipman managed to get to the bottom rope with his left foot, and the hold has to be broken! Payne isn't happy about this, and drags Shipman to the center of the ring, where he goes for a cover, but only manages to get a one count. He then starts to stalk Shipman, literally frothing at the mouth with anticipation. When he reaches his feet, he goes for the Spinal Tap, but it's countered into the devastating sit down facebuster he then pulls Payne up by his hair and places him between his legs. Shipman then lifts Payne up and hits him with a snap power bomb that splatters Payne’s body on the canvas.
Duff Travers: Holy Hell!
Tex Martin: The velocity of that move made me cringe! Shipman might have this in the bag!
Shipman is slow to go for the cover though, and that gives Payne enough rest to get a shoulder up at two and a half. Shipman sees where Payne is in the ring, and decides to head up to the top turnbuckle! he leaps off for top rope leg drop, but Payne rolls out of the way at the last possible second so Shipman finds nothing but canvas upon landing! As Shipman groans in pain and holds his rear end, Payne starts to make his way up to his feet!
Duff Travers: He broke his ass!
Tex Martin: I’m not sure about that Duff but he could have a broken tail bone.
Payne studies Shipman and he looks like he is going in for the kill. When Shipman reaches his feet while holding his rear end, he is hit with huge back elbow knocking him down. Payne then pulls Shipman to his feet and gets behind him… Payne pulls his head back and locks in a dragon sleeper but instead of going for a submission he falls back into a dragon sleeper DDT and quickly goes for the cover… the crowd thinks its over but Shipman gets his foot on the bottom rope! Payne drags him over to the corner and he looks to the top rope, he begins to climb but Shipman is able to recover enough to get to his feet and fall into the ropes this causes Payne to fall and crotch himself! Shipman sees that this might be the perfect opportunity to hit Payne with the London Calling Jackhammer from the top rope. Shipman makes his way up and he hooks Payne into a suplex position. He has him up straight in the air and is just about to fall back but Payne grabs the back of Shipman’s tights thus causing both men to fall onto the matt, Payne landing on Shipman ring in the corner of the ring Payne hooks both of Shipman’s legs into a roll up position and with his free hand he holds the ropes for extra leverage without the referee seeing and is lucky enough to get a quick three count.
Duff Travers: Smart move, we have a winner!
Tex Martin: Well Duff, I’m not one for cheating but the was a great counter and a great match.
Stormy Canyon: The winner of this match via pin fall. Aiden Payne!
Payne rolls out of the ring and back steps up the ramp while laughing at Shipman while Sinner by drowning Pool plays. Shipman looks extremely angry and begins pulling out his hair and screaming as we fade to commercial break.
The opening guitar rift hits and the fans jump to their feet. “Knee Deep” by CKY begins to play. Foxxy Dreams walks out, there is no Eric Corrayo. She begins to walk down the ramp.
Duff: I’m not exactly sure what Foxxy Dreams is doing out here. Or why she is coming out to Eric Corrayo’s music.
Tex: We both know why she’s coming out to Corrayo’s music. But to be honest I wasn’t expecting to hear it tonight. High Voltage was insane and I heard Eric wasn’t even here tonight.
Duff: It was quite a victory Eric Corrayo was able to pull out at High Voltage.
Foxxy slowly walks up the steps. She shakes her ass as she goes through the ropes, a sea of flashbulbs go off. The music dies down as Stormy hands Foxxy the microphone.
Foxxy Dreams: Now I know many of you were disappointed to hear that Eric Corrayo would not be on the card tonight. I know most of you have paid good money to see the top star of the AWA. Unforginatly he is still recovering from his match last week. So he is home recovering, but we have both agreed it would not be fair to take away this moment from Eric. A moment to bask in the glory of beating Crazy J and proving he is the face of the Asylum division. So I have for you VIA satellite from his mansion in California…Mr. Eric Corrayo!
Eric Corrayo appears on the big screen. He has a few bandages, but looks happy none the less.
Eric Corrayo: Thanks Foxxy babe. And your right it wouldn’t be fair to these people to not get to enjoy this moment with me. The moment I get to tell all of them how right I was. But its not about gloating in these peasant’s faces. It is about getting to take in how great it feels to say I told you so, to the biggest ass in the AWA. Now J I know your still sore, hell I am too. But unlike you I can do this with class. You don’t have to bow to me, you don’t have to put the title around my waist. Because now every time I look you in the eyes I will see it eating away at what little soul you have left. It is going to kill you from the inside that I proved I am better than you. And not only that I am better than you but that I am the face of the Asylum division. Not some jerkoff who makes the matches he can’t even compete in. So like I said J, I don’t really need to throw it in your face, because I’ve been saying it for the last two weeks, but now it can go without being said….I am better than you. Maybe one of these days you’ll give me the reigns of the AWA and I’ll show you how to run an organization and take AWA beyond anywhere you could, much like I did with the Asylum division.
The fans begin to actual cheer for some of Corrayo’s comments.
Eric Corrayo: Now J don’t worry this won’t all be ragging on you, because I have bigger fish to fry. I know for many of you this is a very odd sight, me without my championship gold. And many of you know who you can thank for that, Phil “Starsuck” Elnar. Now Phil I understand you are a little upset about getting your ass kicked by me. And it’s nice to see you recognize the only way you would ever get the Asylum title is if you stole it. But lets get something straight little man, you don’t know who the hell you are messing with. You think you’ve been in the ring with me before, you’ve seen what I can do and you can handle it? Here’s the thing Phil, I took it easy on you last time, I felt sorry for you, but you stuck your nose in where it sure as hell didn’t belong. You talk about pay back Phil, you can bitch and moan about how our match ended, but the fact is you are way out of your league. You have bitten off way more than you can chew. Your feeling on top of the world because you have the tag team titles and you think you got one over on me with taking the Asylum title. Let me let you in on something Phil, having that title doesn’t make you a champion. Hell having the tag title around your waist doesn’t make you a champion. Being a champion is about being a leader and character. I’m taking my belt back Phil. And when I do I am going to make you wish you were dead. You see what I did to Crazy J, that is going to look like a dream when you see the horrors I’m planning for you. Watch your back Phil, I’m not gone for long and when I come back…you are first on the list.
The music begins to play as Foxxy leaves the ring.
Duff: I would hate to be Starseed right about now.
Tex: Whatever happens, Starseed has brought it on himself. You saw what Corrayo did to Crazy J, what do you think he is going to do to get that title back?
Ave Satani blasts across the sound system as Starseed and Bill Barnhart walk out onto the ramp. Barnhart has his tag title around his waist while Starseed has the tag team title on his right shoulder and the Asylum Title on his left. They walk down into the ring. Each of them climbs to a top turnbuckle and raises their arms as the fans boo them.
Stormy Canyon: The following match is a non-title tag team match. Introducing first representing the Kings Templar. They are the AWA Tag Team Champions….Starseed and Bill Barnhart!
Duff: I can’t believe Starseed has brought out the Asylum title, he is just taunting Eric Corrayo.
Tex: Well we saw earlier Corrayo isn’t here, so Starseed might as well enjoy the title before he has to deal with him.
Lights go to pitch black as gray lights begin flickering in the arena, suddenly "El Jefe" by Daddy Yankee blasts throughout the arena as the lights continue flickering. Shaun Cabalar then walks out from behind the curtains with a hoody covering his head, he then begins to walk down the ramp making his way to the ring taunting the crowd around him; Shaun then walks over to the steel steps nearest to him, walks into the ring and waits for his partner.
Stormy Canyon: And their opponents, introducing first from Brooklyn, New York Shaun Cabalar!
Tex: Cabalar had quite a battle with Chris Shipman last week.
Duff: There has been some talk that he and his Explicit Content partner, Joseph Johnson have not been getting a long lately. I hope they can keep it together for this match.
“The Only” by Static X begins to play. Joseph Johnson walks out onto the ramp, he is in street clothes. Behind him are two stage hands who place a chair at the top of the ramp. Johnson takes a microphone out from his back pocket as the music fades out.
Joseph Johnson: Now I know even after everything that was said this week you fans wanted your first taste of what Explicit Content looks like teaming together. And I would love to give you that. However; I am just not feeling very well today. I’m a little warm and I’ve been having a stomach ache all day. So I went to Goth and he agreed I am in no shape to compete against the AWA Tag Team Champions. But I always like to make the best out of a situation. So in talking with our Co-Owner he agreed this would be a perfect opportunity to let Shaun show what an impact player he can be. So Shaun show them what you can do because now it is officially….a one on two handicap match.
Johnson puts his hand over his stomach as he slowly sits down.
Tex: What a great idea Duff. He has taken a possible forfeit and turned it into an opportunity for his friend.
Duff: Are you kidding me? This is him throwing his friend to the damn wolves, I don’t think he is even sick. This is some sick game between them and I can’t believe he is doing this to his own stablemate.
Shaun can’t believe it and he is yelling something at Johnson. Then from behind both Barnhart and Starseed level Cabalar with forearms to the back and back of the head. They beat Cabalar down to the canvas and start stomping his back and legs. Barnhart brings Cabalar back to his feet and shoots him into the ropes. As he bounces back the smash him into the canvas with a double flapjack. Barnhart drops two quick elbows to the back of Cabalar’s head before locking him in a crossface. Cabalar yells in pain as he tries to reach for the ropes. But Starseed stomps his out stretched hand. Barnhart rears back further and Starseed continues stomping Cabalar’s lowerback. Finally Barnhart lets the crossface go, Cabalar is writhing in pain on the canvas as Starseed and Barnhart both pose to the crowd. Starseed brings Cabalar to his feet but only to give him a huge backbreaker. Cabalar’s screams are echoing through the arena. At the top of the ramp Johnson sits in his chair and it is laughing at everything that is going on. Barnhart quickly picks Cabalar back up and lifts him in the air for a choke slam.
Tex: You gotta love how the Kings Templar are working together. They are the picture of tag team wrestling.
Duff: How can you be enjoying this? A man is being destroyed while his long time friend sits at the top of the ramp laughing about it. They need to end this now before any serious damage is done to Shaun Cabalar.
Starseed makes the cover and the referee counts 1…2…Starseed pulls up and breaks the pin. He laughs as he brings Cabalar back to his feet. Cabalar can barely stand on his own. Starseed kicks Cabalar in the gut and then sets and drives him into the matt with a cradle piledriver. Before Starseed could even get to his feet Barnhart brought an almost unconscious Cabalar back to his feet only to drive him on his head again with a big brainbuster. The referee stands over Cabalar and raises his arm once, it falls limp to the ground. He raises the arm a second time and again it falls limp to the mat. Before the referee can do it a third time Starseed grabs Cabalar up and puts Cabalar’s head between his legs. He signals for it to be over and he then delivers a Canadian destroyer.
Duff: That is three major shots to Cabalar’s skull. This needs to end now before Cabalar has major brain damage.
Tex: How could you tell the difference?
Barnhart puts one foot on Cabalar’s chest and points up to Johnson who is still smiling in his chair. The referee counts 1..2..3. The bell rings and Starseed is already rolling into the ring with all the belts. He hands Bill his tag titles. They raise the tag belts in celebration. But before they can celebrate too much the crowd erupts as Eric Corrayo sprints down the ramp. As he slides into the ring Barnhart and Starseed get out just in time as Corrayo almost grabs one of them. They back away through the fans as Corrayo screams from the ring at Starseed that he is lucky. As medical staff slowly move Cabalar out of the ring and onto a stretcher Corrayo is stomping around the ring pissed off. Then he realizes the crowd has started chanting “Cor-Ray-Yo” They are actually cheering him. His music begins to blare as Corrayo continues to yell as Barnhart and Starseed continue making their way through the crowd.
Duff: I don’t know what the bigger surprise is; the fact that Eric Corrayo is actually here tonight. Or the reaction he has gotten from these fans.
