Trauma 183 Results

[Rick Majors]

Tuesday December 1st, 2015

Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to PCW Trauma! I'm Jerry Andrews and we hope you had a great Thanksgiving!

Ace Anderson: I'm Ace Anderson and, to celebrate Thanksgiving here in PCW, we're throwing away the rulebook for most of the night and taking things to the Underground!

Jerry Andrews: Because nothing says "Thanksgiving get-together" like a no holds barred brawl!

Ace Anderson: That sounds almost exactly like Thanksgiving with my extended family.

Jerry Andrews: And, to cap things off here tonight, we're going to witness a contract signing between World Champion Sadistic and his brother Grimm.

Ace Anderson: Those two have tried to stay united and be on the same page since Grimm won the Deadly Rumble, but cracks started to show last week. What will happen tonight?

Jerry Andrews: I can't wait! You know who else can't wait? The competitors in our first match! They're already in the ring!

Singles Match - Underground Rules
Bubba Reece vs Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
Referee: Eric Russo

Bubba quickly moves first, grappling Crazy Boy and getting him into a frontside headlock. He cinches in the hold and then pancakes Crazy Boy to the canvas. Reece looks to try and get the three count quickly, but he gets only one before Crazy Boy is able to move his shoulder up. Reece shifts himself into position to lock in a reverse half-nelson, but Crazy Boy finds an opening in the move and gets to his stomach.

Jerry Andrews: And now Smith is no longer vulnerable. And looks like Reece is trying to up the physicality here.

Reece drives his knees into Tyrone Smith's midsection, doubling him over.

Ace Anderson: Those knees to the kidneys can't feel good.

Jerry Andrews: Reece now connects with a forearm there.

Crazy Boy is able to get to his feet. Bubba approaches him, but Smith shoves him. The two men then exchange a pair of right hands. Reece gets the better of the exchange and backs Tyrone into a turnbuckle. He scores with three consecutive hard rights. Bubba then Irish whips Crazy Boy into the far turnbuckle and charges.

Jerry Andrews: Looking for a splash here..

Ace Anderson: Crazy Boy dodges out of the way!

Jerry Andrews: Reece as he catches nothing but turnbuckle! And now a reverse DDT!

As Reece staggers back from the corner, Crazy Boy scores with a reverse DDT! The cover!

But Smith can only get two as Reece powers out. Crazy Boy tries to cover him again, but Reece throws him off. Crazy Boy begins to mount another offensive by knocking Reece into the corner and connecting with shoulder blocks, but Bubba shoves him backwards down to the mat.

Reece charges at Smith now with a big boot. Crazy Boy ducks it. He then drops Bubba with a big clothesline! Crazy Boy pulls Reece up, but Bubba smashes his forearm into Crazy Boy's face. Tyrone tries to regroup but Reece hits him with a big fist and then slams his right arm down onto the back of Crazy Boy's neck. Smith falls to one knee and then is flattened by a sharp kick by Reece to Crazy Boy's face.

Jerry Andrews: That was vicious. Just vicious.

Ace Anderson: He kicked Crazy Boy's head right through the uprights!

Bubba Reece pulls Tyrone to his feet and then throws him into the turnbuckle. He charges, but Crazy Boy gets under him at the last second and back bodydrops Reece over the turnbuckles and down to the floor!

Jerry Andrews: My God!

Ace Anderson: Reece just hit the floor with a thud!

Jerry Andrews: Wait... look out!!!

The crowd gasps as Crazy Boy flies off of the top turnbuckle, hitting a frog splash onto Reece on the outside!!!

Ace Anderson: Oh man, bad news for Bubba there!

Jerry Andrews: What a move!

Crazy Boy pulls Reece up and he throws him into the guardrail. Smith then climbs to up onto the apron. As Reece stands up, Crazy Boy leaps at him, catching him by the head and hitting him with a flying DDT!

Jerry Andrews: Reece's skull just cracked off of the floor!

Ace Anderson: Crazy Boy pulling out all of the stops in this match!

Jerry Andrews: We knew that he had to bring it in order to counter the brute strength of Bubba Reece and he certainly has!

Smith pulls Reece up and he rolls him back into the ring. Crazy Boy now sets Reece up...

Jerry Andrews: Crazy Slam!!!

1....
2....
3!!!!

Winner: Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith by pinfall at 8:32

A rogue camera crew happens upon the Brothers Gruesome, William and Phinehas Dillinger, better known to the PCW Universe as Grimm and Sadistic. Grimm, the taller, more wiry of the two, walks abreast with his older brother Sadistic, the shorter and more muscular of the duo.

Sadistic: Your beard looks wonderful today.

Grimm stops, clearly taken aback by the compliment.

Grimm: No, no, brother. YOUR beard is the magnificent one.

Laughing heartily together, they share a warm embrace before continuing one, the Champion and the Challenger.

Grimm: Hey...remember that time I paralyzed you?

Now it's Sadistic's turn to stop.

Sadistic: ...yes?

Grimm: Yeah. That was awesome...

There is an uncomfortable silence between the pair of Hangtown natives that have inflicted their fair share of atrocities upon one another. Suddenly, something catches Grimm's eye.

Grimm: Oh. Have you done something different with your hair?

Sadistic: I...washed it...

The Phenom ponders for a moment.

Sadistic: ...oh, about five days ago.

The pair continue walking again.

Grimm: It looks good.

Coming upon their dressing room, Grimm opens the door and motions for Billy to enter first.

Grimm: Age before beauty, dear brother.

Sadistic: No, no. I insist, brother. After you.

Grimm shrugs as the chummy Dillingers enter the locker room and close the door behind them.

Ace Anderson: What...in the HELL...was that?!

Trauma returns and the camera is focused on Frank Foley's currently empty office.

Jerry Andrews: We're back and, ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, Frank Foley is still not in his office.

Ace Anderson: As you know, he's been suspended by the board for his actions recently, specifically his actions regarding the North American and International titles and...

Suddenly, "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght appears in the frame.

Jerry Andrews: ... well, yeah... umm... we didn't expect to see him right now, but Showtime is part of the reason for Foley's suspension after he walked out of that fourway match with two titles.

Ace Anderson: The PCW board didn't take too kindly to that contract screw up, but that wasn't the only problem... wait... what's Showtime doing?

Michael Wryght looks into Foley's office and he spots a pile of paperwork on his desk. Showtime shrugs his shoulders, walks into the office and sits down. He picks up a pen and starts signing the paperwork!

Jerry Andrews: He's just taken it upon himself to just start signing whatever those papers are!?

Ace Anderson: Why isn't anyone stopping him?

Jerry Andrews: Well, he does look pretty professional doing it....

Back at ringside, everything appears to be set up for the next match.

Ace Anderson: Well, okay... for the second match of the evening, we have for you yet another...you guessed it...Underground Rules match!

Jerry Andrews: This one is a huge triple threat match featuring Hiroshi Yukio, Nathan Saniti, and Eira, and a win here is sure to boost one of these competitors into a favorable position.

“Circus Envy” by R.E.M. starts as Saniti strolls out from the back. He pays no attention whatsoever to the jeers of the audience. Standing atop the ramp, cane planted firmly in front of him, lime green smoke envelopes Saniti completely. Just as the smoke enshrines him, a line of pyro blasts a path straight down to the bottom of the ramp. Once the smoke clears from the final boom, Saniti has appeared! He then casually strolls up to the steps and into the ring, his unsettling and unhinged smile decorating his face.

Ace Anderson: Nathan Saniti has been absolutely scary in recent weeks...both in the ring and just in general. His recent dealings with the Black Hand have really pushed him over the edge and it's almost as if he's mutated into a completely different being...

The arena lights lower to a shadowed dimness as "Dystopic" by Position Music begins to play over the PCW speakers. The somber opening notes soon joined by a heavy drumbeat, gradually augmented into what sounds like a full orchestra. At 0:41 when the vocals begin, a 20 foot pillar of purple flame explodes out of the center of the stage, the roaring fire screaming up to the rafters as smaller flames burst alight and race towards the ring. The conflagration dies down, and twin purple spotlights angle in to reveal Eira. She stands absolutely motionless for a few seconds, her left leg with its gleaming, spiked black metal knee brace crossed in front of the right; arms outstretched and head tipped back in a mockery of the Crucifixion. She lowers her arms and walks towards the ring, her relentless stride perfectly in sync with the heavy background beat, following the trail of flickering purple flames to either side of her path.

While Eira keeps her primary focus on her goal, she offers an occasional smile or nod in response to fans on her way to down the ramp. Reaching ringside, Eira slowly ascends the stairs and walks to mid-apron ... wiping her feet before slipping between the ropes to enter. Swinging her long, silvery white braid behind her, she remains absolutely still and waits with predatory focus for the match to begin.

Jerry Andrews: Eira, the ever-dangerous former World Champion, may be a bit hesitant with the Underground Rules stipulation given her recent head injury concerns and her opponents.

“Sumo” by Jim Johnston blares over the speakers as this mountain of a man steps through the curtain. Yukio walks slowly and methodically to the ring taking his time. He high fives the fans and soaks up the atmosphere in the arena. He goes up the ring steps and steps over the top rope and into the ring waiting for his opponent. As he does he does a purification ritual by throwing salt in the ring to cleanse it before the match.

Ace Anderson: Hiroshi, while an absolute mountain of a man, might be a bit too honorable to exploit Eira's injury, but Nathan Saniti on the other hand...

Triple Threat Match - Underground Rules
Hiroshi Yukio vs Nathan Saniti vs Eira
Referee: Nigel Gale

Nigel calls for the bell, and without any prior planning or even so much as a glance, Eira and Saniti immediately go after the sumo champion. Not even letting Hiroshi out of the corner, Eira and Nathan wail upon the giant with a barrage of punches and kicks. The fans begin booing momentarily...until Hiroshi shoves both opponents back into the middle of the ring with a mighty yell. Relentless, Eira and the magician charge back into the corner and resume their onslaught. Again, Hiroshi shoves the duo back into the center of the ring with a bellow. Nathan and Eira charges again, but Yukio meets them halfway with a double-clothesline! While Yukio hammers Saniti, Eira manages to duck underneath. Slow to turn around, Eira catches him with a pinpoint superkick right on the chin. Yukio is stunned, but he doesn't go down, so Eira takes a step back and blasts him with another kick to the jaw! He staggers back, but again maintains his footing. Eira hits the ropes and charges. Leaping into the air, she puts her spiked knee brace right into the side of the sumo's head and he slowly begins to fall.

Ace Anderson: Timber!!!

Yukio falls to a seated position...right on top of Nathan Saniti!

Jerry Andrews: Oh! Nathan Saniti was just squashed like a pancake!

Clutching his ribs, Saniti rolls to the outside to catch his breath. With Yukio on his hands and knees, Eira begins to unload while making liberal use of her spiked knee brace. Hitting the ropes, Eira executes a beautiful cartwheel before firing off a dropkick into the side of Yukio's head. She follows it up with a pinfall attempt. 1...2...kickout!

Ace Anderson: Eira is in firm control here, and she's using lethal assassin-like strikes to neutralize Yukio.

Eira continues to maul a downed Hiroshi, but he refuses to stay down. Laying in some heavy fists, Yukio has enough wherewithal to grab one of her vicious punches in one of his giant mitts. Eira tries to pull free, but the sumo has her clutched tightly. Climbing back to his feet, Hiroshi pulls her into a massive bearhug before splattering her into the mat with a giant belly-to-belly suplex. The air is driven from her lungs and Hiroshi covers her and hooks the leg with confidence. 1...2...kickout!

Jerry Andrews: Eira barely got the shoulder up in time! That was a massive suplex and he could have broken some ribs there.

Regaining his vertical base, Hiroshi leans into the ropes before marching forward and dropping a heavy leg drop atop the silver-haired vixen. As she lies prone on the mat, Hiroshi makes the cover and hooks the leg. 1...suddenly, something flashes into the ring. Then another. And another! Hiroshi quickly evacuates his pin attempt and slowly works his way to his feet before plucking a...

Ace Anderson: Hatpin?!

Sure enough, a replay verifies Nathan Saniti winging hatpins into Hiroshi's behind from ringside. Hiroshi plucks the trio of hatpins from his rear before turning his attention to Saniti. Prompting Nathan to enter the ring like an angry bull, Yukio stands his ground in the center of the ring. Casually making his way up the ring steps, Saniti places his top hat atop his head and steps into the corner of the ring. Hiroshi takes a step towards him, but Saniti halts him by removing his hat and holding it out in front of him. Yukio watches inquisitively as green smoke begins to spew from the cap. Refusing to be mislead by Nathan's parlor tricks, Yukio charges like a rhino...and eats nothing but turnbuckle! Nathan has vanished from within the smoke and appeared on the opposite side of the ring, wowing the crowd.

Ace Anderson: Whoa! What trickery from the mad magician!

Hiroshi stumbles out of the corner in a daze and is met by a Saniti fling leg lariat that drops the big man flat on his back. Rolling the massive body onto his stomach with some effort, Saniti prepares to lock in the Cheshire Grin...until he's blindsided by Eira with a spear! Pulling the mad man up by his wild locks, she yanks him down by the hair into a backbreaker! Eira nimbly hops up the turnbuckles to the top rope and springboards off with a big senton onto a downed Saniti before hooked the leg. 1...2...kickout!

Ace Anderson: Eira is back in control, and she's going all over Saniti like white on rice.

In a maneuver similar to Nathan's Cheshire Grin hold, Eira attempts to lock in Purgatory. With a bit of a struggle, Saniti is able to slither out between her legs and shove her face first into the top turnbuckle. Completely unfazed by the headshot, Eira ricochets back out of the corner and charges Nathan! Saniti ducks a clothesline, wraps his arm around Eira's throat like a serpent, and produces an ominous, green hatpin which he drives into the side of Eira's neck! She reacts quickly shoving Nathan away and flinging the pin from her neck. Saniti stands back and folds his arms in front of him, his chest shaking with sustained laughter.

Jerry Andrews: Wh...what was that? What did he just stick her with?

Ace Anderson: Looked like another hatpin to me.

Jerry Andrews: I don't think it was just any hatpin...

Eira turns with fury in her eyes, but she doesn't look quite...right. Her legs look a bit jelly-like, but attention is quickly turned to Hiroshi Yukio as he blazes back into the picture with a roar and a hammering blow to the head of a surprised Nathan Saniti! The Faithful erupt as Yukio begins laying a beating on the magician. Hurling Saniti into the corner with a brute show of force, he whips him across the ring to the opposite corner with incredible power. Following behind him, the sumo is able to get some decent height on his running splash! But Nathan sneakily drops out of the way at the last second and Yukio finds himself draped over the top rope and turnbuckle. Saniti quickly positions himself beneath Hiroshi's legs and heaves upward. In a flash, Saniti has toppled the giant over the top rope where he lands hard on the arena floor.

Ace Anderson: How unfortunate for Hiroshi! And what strength by Saniti!

As Saniti turns, he's flipped through the air with a hurricanrana from Eira out of nowhere! Eira attempts to capitalize, but instead drops woozily to her knees. Bringing hands up to her head, her gaze appears very disoriented. Nathan finally makes it back to his feet and again, he begins to chuckle. Her eyes focusing on Saniti, the ever-relentless Eira attempts to move towards him...but collapses to her hands and knees. Saniti stands motionless peering down at her with merciless eyes. Slowly but surely, she reaches him and grabs onto his pant leg. Attempting to pull herself up, she abruptly collapses to mat completely unresponsive.

Jerry Andrews: Uh oh. I think she's fallen victim to Nathan's hatpin. It wouldn't be beneath him to coat it with something.

Ace Anderson: I'm just worried that she's suffering repercussions from her head injury.

Jerry Andrews: But...she didn't really take any bad blows to the head.

Regardless, Saniti rolls her motionless form onto her back and covers her. Nigel is quick with the count. 1...2...3!

Winner: Nathan Saniti via Pinfall at 15:23

Immediately after the match, Nigel calls for the medics from the back. They are out in an instant to check on the well-being of Eira and deduce what's befallen her.

Jerry Andrews: That was one hell of a match, but it looks like Eira is hurt.

Ace Anderson: I hope that's not the case... woah.. wait a second!

Hiroshi Yukio is walking back up the ramp when suddenly Bubba Reece charges down and attacks him!

Jerry Andrews: What the hell is Bubba Reece doing here!?

Ace Anderson: Well, these two do have some history and I've heard that Bubba was pretty pissed off about losing the opening match tonight, so maybe he's taking it out on Yukio!

The two huge competitors battle it out as PCW officials try to get between them. Trauma heads to a commercial while things get sorted out at ringside.

Jerry Andrews: Well we're back and, man, what a night we are having here tonight!

Ace Anderson: It makes sense that our post-Thanksgiving episode features the kind of chaos and violence that you expect to see in a Walmart on Black Friday!

Jerry Andrews: TVs are on sale!? WHERE!?

The camera cuts backstage where "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght is still sitting at Frank Foley's desk. Suddenly, Shane Dodge appears and he knocks on the door.

Michael Wryght: Come in.

Shane Dodge: Thank you.

Shane Dodge enters the office.

Shane Dodge: Michael Wryght, I have to ask you, what are you doing here tonight? I mean, you're in the president's office and you're signing paperwork and...

Michael Wryght: I'm glad you asked, Shane. You see, PCW deserves competent leadership. This company deserves a strong commander who will do what's right. It deserves order and structure, not chaos. That's why I am appointing Justin "Stormm" Michaels as the special referee for the World Championship Match between Sadistic and Grimm at PCW Collision Course 4.

Shane Dodge: Wait... you're appointing? On what authority...

Michael Wryght: Please, Shane, I'm a very busy man. Thank you for your time.

With that, Michael Wryght stands up and he escorts Shane Dodge out of his office.

Jerry Andrews: Stormm as special referee!? Man!

Ace Anderson: Wait, so that's official? Showtime can do that?

Jerry Andrews: Look how presidential he is.

Ace Anderson: Yeah, but...

Jerry Andrews: Stormm certainly tried to play peacemaker between Sadistic and Grimm on the last episode of Trauma, so he makes sense as referee.

Ace Anderson: Yeah, but...

The shot then switches back to ringside.

Jerry Andrews: Here we go, folks! It doesn’t matter how you bill it, the PCW Faithful KNOW that this is a grudge match!

Ace Anderson: That’s right, Jerry. Alexa has been going back and forth with Kelli for months now. Whether it’s shooting remarks at each other backstage,

Jerry Andrews: It does seem like Alexa’s had some beef with Kelli for some time - but where did it really start?

Ace Anderson: Beats the hell out of me, she hates everyone, doesn’t she?

Jerry Andrews: Well, think about it. What was her biggest complaint?

Ace Anderson: That Kelli was too much of a distraction for Nathan. I think Alexa blames him for the (un)Stable dissolving.

Jerry Andrews: Well, what if it wasn’t just that Kelli distracted Nathan from the (un)Stable... but from Alexa herself?

Ace Anderson: You don’t mean to imply -

Jerry Andrews: SH, here she comes!

Sure enough, the crowd looks to the entrance way as “Black Widow” by In This Moment roars out and they know who is coming out from backstage and they start booing loudly almost drowning out the music.

Alexa Black steps through the curtain her face lit up with a wicked smile by her side on the left is her manager Orin Boyd and on her right her huge bodyguard Lashawnda Tyson.

She walks slowly down the ramp as the booing intensifies as the PCW faithful don't hold back their hatred of this evil woman. She mocks the crowd and badmouth fans on the way using various profanity which has to be bleeped out. She sees a kid at ringside and rips up his sign with a laugh.

Jerry Andrews: Still with the signs.

Ace Anderson: Out of all the things I’ve seen this woman do, I think that one makes me the maddest. Why hasn’t anyone told her she can’t do that?

Jerry Andrews: With all the things we’ve seen her do, and you think just telling her no is going to fix anything?

Ace Anderson: Valid point. Someone needs to teach her a lesson.

Jerry Andrews: Maybe that someone is going to be Dollface.

As she continues to walk down to the ring as the crowd grows louder and louder so even the announcers can't get a word in over the booing.

Alexa reaches the ring and climbs up on the ring apron, entering the ring absolutely uncaring to the shouts and jeers from the crowd. The music fades out as Alexa stays in the ring waiting for her next victim while Orin and Lashawnda remain at ringside in her corner for the match.

Ace Anderson: You know... I worry for Kelli.

Jerry Andrews: You know she can fight, right? She was blackballed from the MMA for unnecessary violence for crying out loud. Though she hardly seems the type.

Ace Anderson: Jerry, she nearly won her first Icemann Invitational by introducing me head first to the mat with a German Suplex. I KNOW she can fight.

Jerry Andrews: So what’re you worried about?

Ace Anderson: Orin and Lashawnda. I don’t like Kelli out here with them on the sidelines as Alexa’s personal “just in case”.

”(Hard Dance) Hero (Monstercat Release)" by Pegboard Nerds (feat. Elizaveta) comes shimmering out of the PCW loudspeakers as rainbow spotlights flicker over the entryway.

“Hero hero...
Hero hero...

Hero hero...
I wanna be a hero, hero...”

The bass kicks in and the multicolored spotlights snap to the top of the ramp, Dollface appearing - with Nathan Saniti at her side! Dollface makes her way down the ramp as the song intensifies, glitter dusting the pair as they go. Stopping Nathan with a gentle hand, Kelli leans over the barrier and hands a child a fistful of candy!

Jerry Andrews: That’s gonna be one wired kid.

Ace Anderson: No, check it out! It’s the same one Alexa was bullying earlier - Kelli was doing what she could to set it right!

Jerry Andrews: Seems like she's been trying to do more of that lately, getting back to the real Dollface.

Ace Anderson: Her distance from the Black Hand can't be anything but good, you know?

The song continues as Kelli turns and goes bounding towards the ring to the cheers of the crowd, Nathan following at a tidy clip. He takes a position ringside as Dollface slides into the ring, watching with tolerant amusement while she dances in the ring to the last of her entrance theme before it fades away.

Singles Match - Underground Rules
Alexa Black vs "Dollface" Kelli Starr
Referee: Ty Little

Jerry Andrews: Well, here we go folks, and it looks like Kelli’s evened the odds a little!

Ace Anderson: Everything about what I’m seeing in this ring is odd.

Jerry Andrews: With any luck Nathan’s presence will help stave off Alexa’s goons.

Ace Anderson: I dunno, it might make things worse - look at Alexa!

Sure enough, Alexa’s face is red with anger as she glares daggers at the sinister looking magician, turning her gaze to Kelli and drawing a thumb across her throat in an unmistakable gesture. Dollface pales a bit but meets Alexa’s threat with a theatrical eyeroll, tossing Ty Little a “This chick, amirite?” nudge with her elbow. The bemused referee wobbles before returning to his opening remarks and instructions, Alexa ignoring him in preference of goading the crowd. Little glances between the two women then shrugs, raising his hand for the bell - and the match begins!

Alexa lets out a roar and lunges for Kelli with her arm cocked back and firing off a powerful right hook - that Kelli dodges!

Jerry Andrews: That nearly took her HEAD off!

Ace Anderson: Good thing she’s quick.

Black runs for Kelli again, and again, and - AGAIN! While Alexa’s eagerness to shed blood cannot possibly be overstated, it seems like Kelli just wants to stay the hell out of the way - but what kind of match would that be?

It seems Dollface shares that sentiment as she dodges yet another lunge only to hop up on the ropes and launch herself towards Alexa in a high angle dropkick! Alexa reacts with the reflexes of a sabertooth tiger, sidestepping the blow and grabbing Kelli’s legs in one movement, twisting her torso to wrench Kelli out of the air and sling her into a turnbuckle!

Jerry Andrews: She grabbed her right out of the air!

Ace Anderson: AND flung her across the ring.

Jerry Andrews: We’ve said it before, we’ll say it again - Alexa Black’s strength combined with that ultraviolent, psychotic personality?

Ace Anderson: Possibly one of the most terrifying talents on PCW’s roster right now. Not gonna lie - if I were the one in there with her, I’d wanna end it QUICK.

Kelli hits the mat with only a bit less force than she’d hit the turnbuckle, Nathan immediately rushing to her side, brushing her hair back from her face to check for injury - just as Alexa reaches down to grab herself a big fistful of pink curls! Yanking hard she pulls Dollface up from the mat, Kelli moving with her to ease the pain in her scalp, and coming up underneath with a solid punch to the jaw! Alexa releases and staggers back, giving a quick shake of her head and deranged laugh as she lashes out with a big boot straight to Kelli’s sternum, knocking the smaller woman skidding across the mat! Following Kelli back, Alexa wraps her arms around the colorful competitor and executes a savage belly to belly suplex! Not finished yet, Black hauls Starr up again and lines the weaving Kelli up for what looks like another heavy blow -

Jerry Andrews: Come on, Dollface, snap out of it!

Ace Anderson: I can’t believe it’s over this quickly, there’s no way.

- only to be distracted by Orin’s cry of warning from ringside! The attention turns to the fallen form of Lashawnda Tyson! The woman seems to have lost consciousness, but Orin points at Nathan, shouting accusations as med techs hit the scene. Their attempts at reviving Lashawnda to consciousness failing, they call for a board. Thoroughly distracted, Alexa joins in with Orin, shouting at Saniti but Nathan merely shrugs and gestures to his hat - all pins firmly in place!

Jerry Andrews: Did he...?

Ace Anderson: I didn’t see anything.

Kelli emerges from dreamland and rushes Alexa, taking advantage of the woman’s inattention to go in for an armbar, Black reacting quickly to go along with the move and countering with her own, but Dollface counters the counter!

Ace Anderson: Now THAT’S what I’m talkin’ about.

Alexa still lands on her feet and she hits the ropes, using the rebound to charge at Starr who drops to her knees and bends back til her shoulders touch the mat - the running clothesline flying past overhead! Alexa uses her momentum hit the ropes harder, charging back towards Starr and launching into a spear - but Gem rolls to the side! Alexa crashes into the mat and Kelli is quick to capitalize on the situation, laying into Black with a series of stomps, music ratcheting out of the PCW speakers!

Jerry Andrews: Sounds like some Dub Step!

Alexa emerges from her downed corner with a frustrated roar and heavy swipe of an arm, Dollface stumbling back a few steps! Black makes her unsteady way up to her feet with Kelli in her face again - and the brawling begins! The two women going hit for hit, Black’s superior strength against Kelli's manic energy and speed. Alexa manages to dodge a fist, grabbing the attached arm and wrenching it into an uncomfortable armbar, using it as leverage to hiptoss Kelli to the mat! Alexa follows it with a nasty elbow drop, Kelli’s squeal of pain audible even over the crowd’s noise! Alexa reaches down but Kelli rolls swiftly away, scrabbling back towards a corner as a cry of pain reaches Black’s ears - Orin goes down for the count at ringside... but Nathan is across the ring!

Jerry Andrews: What the hell?

Ace Anderson: That’s two down... d’you think Nathan... ?

Jerry Andrews: I dunno, I didn’t SEE anything, but...

The crowd seems to share the announcers’ confusion, Kelli getting an unexpected breather while Alexa storms over to the corner, screaming at Orin to get up. The man remains as unresponsive as Tyson had, only with blood beginning to pool underneath his head!

Ace Anderson: Man, the med techs are busy tonight.

Indeed, PCW’s resident medical staff comes bustling down the ramp to collect Orin, heedless of Alexa’s shrieks of fury.

Jerry Andrews: You know, we haven’t seen much out of Kelli this match.

Ace Anderson: Out of her? I’ll take that to mean her vital fluids and organs are still on the inside where they belong, in which case I’d say she’s doing just fine.

Jerry Andrews: You know what I mean though.

Ace Anderson: Kelli’s said it herself - she’s scared Alexa is going to try to kill her, and Black has made no statements to the contrary. In fact, she’s supported it. How about YOU have Alexa Black hellbent on causing you unbelievable pain and throw yourself into a ring with her?

Jerry Andrews: Well, that’s why I’m on THIS side of the desk, not THAT side.

Ace Anderson: Then maybe you shouldn’t critici - LOOK AT THAT!

While Alexa hurls unintelligible slurs at Nathan, screaming at the top of her voice, Kelli has rummaged under the ring to pull out a steel chair, flinging it haphazardly across the ring towards Alexa! The chair hits its mark, a glancing blow off Black’s powerful thigh, the woman turning with a rictus grin of pure rage carved into her features.

Jerry Andrews: Oh hell.

No sooner does Alexa turn around than she’s driven back first into the mat! Kelli has launched herself across the ring in a springboard - into a double knee drop to the chest!

Ace Anderson: SHE DROPPED THE BASS!

The two women go down in a tangle of limbs, Kelli extricating herself first and grabbing Alexa’s long black hair! Jerking the wavering woman to her feet, Kelli yanks Alexa’s head down to meet her knee, smashing the strong joint directly into Black’s face! Alexa falls back, reeling, Kelli taking full advantage and following her down to wrap her up in a tight pin!

...1!

...2!

...Alexa struggles mightily, Kelli’s face crimson from the effort of holding the powerful woman...

...3!

Winner: "Dollface" Kelli Starr via Pinfall @ 15:51

Alexa kicks out JUST after Little’s hand hits the mat for the third and final time, Kelli quickly releasing and slipping under the bottom rope to join Nathan! As ”(Hard Dance) Hero (Monstercat Release)" heralds Starr the winner, Alexa barges through the ropes and jumps down, advancing on Starr - but is met by her protector!

Nathan Saniti meets Alexa’s charge head on, his arm snapping out and his hand wrapping around Alexa’s throat! Leaning in close as her face purples despite her struggling, Nathan speaks to her with an audible snarl;

”I warned you, Alexa. Not even your strength can make you immune from what I can do to you if you persist in your feud with Kelli.”

The crowd can’t seem to decide whether to cheer or boo as Nathan lifts Alexa bodily from the ground and hammers her down to the concrete floor with a vicious chokeslam! Arm raised as though going in for a punch, Nathan halts as Kelli grabs the limb with both hands, tugging him with her towards the ramp and leaving Alexa to make her own way to her feet.

Jerry Andrews: Something tells me it isn't over between these two.

Ace Anderson: Yeah, I feel like Alexa Black will hold a grudge.

Jerry Andrews: Wait just a second.. Crazy Boy!

Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith is in the entrance way! As Alexa struggles to stand up, Smith makes his way down to the ring! Alexa spots him just as he reaches her... and the two start unloading on each other with shots!

Jerry Andrews: Speaking of having a grudge!

Crazy Boy and Alexa Black continue battling it out at ringside as Trauma heads to a commercial!

Ace Anderson: No.. don't cut away! You always miss the good....

As Trauma returns, all of the competitors in the next match are already in the ring. However, "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght has a microphone.

Michael Wryght: Before this match officially begins, I would like to state that this contest is scheduled for one fall and is an UNDERGROUND RULES match!

The crowd cheers!

Ace Anderson: So... now he's just making rules for his own matches?

Jerry Andrews: It looks to be that way...

Ace Anderson: No one's actually named him president, we all know that, right? He just walked into the president's office and...

Jerry Andrews: Yes, but look how presidential he's acting! It's nice to have a dignified, responsible leader in charge for once.

Ace Anderson: Well, that is true, but...

Jerry Andrews: So presidential.

Underground Rules Tag Team Match
Justin "Stormm" Michaels & "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght (International ©) vs The Sea Men [Wasp (Underground ©) & High Tide]
Referee: Manny Cruz

As the bell rings, the match breaks out into an all out brawl! All four competitors begin unloading on one another.

Jerry Andrews: Woah!

Ace Anderson: Underground rules! Woo! I love it!

Wasp, the current King of the Underground, charges at Stormm and he clotheslines him over the mat. Wasp then flies through the ropes, hitting Stormm with a suicide dive! Both men go crashing into the guard rail at ringside!

Jerry Andrews: It looks like that move took both men out!

Ace Anderson: And Showtime and High Tide are unloading on each other in the ring!

The two men are trading rights and lefts in the center of the ring as the PCW Faithful love every minute of it! Showtime finally gets the upperhand and he drops High Tide with a big right hand. He then pulls him up and throws him into the turnbuckle.

Jerry Andrews: You have to wonder why Showtime would make this match an Underground Rules match. After all, he's more of a technical wrestler than a brawler and both High Tide and Wasp have significant experience in the Underground.

Ace Anderson: Maybe he really is doing what's best for PCW...

Wryght pulls Tide out of the corner and he suplexes him down to the mat. He goes for a cover and gets two. Meanwhile, on the outside, Showtime grabs Wasp by the back of the head and he slams him into the barrier. He grabs him again, but Wasp drives his elbow into Michaels' midsection. He then pulls him by the head and tosses him right into the ringside steps!

Jerry Andrews: BOOM!

Inside the ring, Showtime pulls High Tide up and he drops him with a Russian leg sweep. He then gets up just as Stormm goes flying into the stairs. Showtime leaves the ring to help hs partner. He grabs Wasp and the two grapple on the outside for a moment. Showtime gets the upper hand and he DDTs Wasp down to the mat! However, High Tide comes flying over the ropes and he hits Showtime with a huge crossbody!

Ace Anderson: Reckless abandon from High Tide there!

Jerry Andrews: All four men are down on the outside of the ring!

The crowd is on their feet cheering on the carnage. Suddenly, their attention turns away from the ring to the entrance way where Sadistic and Grimm are making their way down to the ringside area.

Jerry Andrews: Well, okay, now this makes sense. So THIS is why Showtime wanted an Underground match....

However, before the Dillinger Brothers can get to the ring, Judge and Jury appear through the crowd! They immediately attack Wasp and High Tide!

Ace Anderson: The Saints! The Saints are here!!!

The appearance of the Saints sends out the tag team champions! Nathan Saniti and Kelli Starr rush down to the ring now! They're cut off by Grimm and Sadistic!

Jerry Andrews: This is insanity!

The Saints now push their way past the Black Hand and they get themselves into a brawl with Saniti and Starr!

Ace Anderson: The Saints and Psychedelica going at it now! These two teams will battle for the tag team titles at Collision Course 4!

Jerry Andrews: Wait just a minute... it's Bubba Reece!

Ace Anderson: This isn't the first time he's interjected himself tonight! He didn't take losing the opening match very kindly!

Reece immediately attacks Wasp from behind!

Jerry Andrews: It looks like he's going after the Underground King!

Ace Anderson: I guess he wants his crown!

The arrival of Bubba Reece leads to Hiroshi Yukio lumbering down to the ring! Reece and Yukio immediately start going at it!

Jerry Andrews: Not only did Reece attack Yukio earlier tonight, but these two have a history that goes back a while!

Ace Anderson: This is absolute chaos! How many people are out here right now!?

Jerry Andrews: I think Yukio counts as at least four!

The brawl is starting to spread out around the arena, with various battles taking place all over. Saniti and Jury are trading blows near the entrance way. Kelli Starr and Judge have managed to take their fight into the crowd! Yukio and Reece are one side of the ring while Wasp and Stormm at over near the announce position. Grimm now attacks Wasp from behind. He then pulls him up just as Sadistic comes flying in with a forearm! Wasp ducks out of the way and Sadistic goes crashing into Grimm!

Jerry Andrews: Oh man!

Grimm stands up, enraged! He pulls Sadistic to his feet and screams at him. Sadistic screams right back! It looks like the two are about to come to blows when Stormm interjects, once again negotiating peace between the two brothers.

Ace Anderson: Those two are going to rip each other apart at Collision Course! I can just feel it!

Jerry Andrews: Wait, wait, wait..... inside the ring! Showtime has High Tide covered!

1...
2....
3!!!

The bell rings!

Winners: "Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght & Justin "Stormm" Michaels [Wryght pins High Tide] @18:19

Jerry Andrews: Showtime and Stormm win!

Ace Anderson: I forgot that we even had a match going on!

Finally, with the match officially over, PCW security and officials rush out to ringside to break up the chaotic violence that is still occurring.

Jerry Andrews: Well, hopefully all of this can get settled by the time we return from this break!

Ace Anderson: Why do we keep having to take breaks!?

Jerry Andrews: Well, we're back and it's time for match three in the PCW North American Championship series!

Ace Anderson: This match is so important! With a victory tonight, you put your opponent on the brink of elimination and put yourself in a position to win the title in the next match!

Jerry Andrews: I've loved this series so far!

The arena darkens as the stage fills with a heavy white smoke, the opening chords of 'Light ‘em Up' by Fall Out Boy beginning. Lights strobe through the smoke teasing a shrouded figure standing on the stage. An explosion on the stage clears the smoke as the lights come back up, leaving Justin Kaard posing on the stage, stance staggered with one arm raised in the air.

Kaard strides purposely down the ramp, stopping about half way down as he pumps his fists into the air. Suddenly, he's attacked from behind!

Jerry Andrews: What what what!?

NCM clubs Kaard in the back of the head, dropping him on the floor. Mentis then starts to unload on Kaard with a series of forearms to the back of the head!

Ace Anderson: What is NCM doing!?

Jerry Andrews: Well, this IS a crucial match! Maybe he wants to get the upper hand with this attack!

Ace Anderson: These battles have been so physical and brutal that I'm sure these two men have developed a healthy dislike for one another!

Jerry Andrews: I can't say that I blame them!

NCM pulls Kaard up. Kaard explodes with a forearm shot to the face. Mentis is staggered and Kaard charges at him, knocking him down to the floor. He stomps away for a bit and then pulls Non Compos Mentis up. Justin Kaard slams NCM face-first into the guard rail. He grabs him by the head and tries it again, but NCM blocks his shot. Now it's time for Kaard's head to hit the railing! Kaard slumps over the barrier and NCM tosses him over into the crowd! He then follows him out there!

Jerry Andrews: These two are out among the Faithful now!

Ace Anderson: Someone needs to get this under control!

The two combatants battle it out in the crowd, both getting their shots in on one another. Kaard swings at NCM who ducks under his punch and then hits Kaard with a back bodydrop. Kaard lands on the concrete floor hard.

Jerry Andrews: That had to hurt!

NCM takes a moment to gather himself and then he reaches down to pull Kaard up. Suddenly, Kaard grabs a steel chair and he clocks Mentis right in the side of the head with it! NCM staggers backwards. Kaard gets up and swings the chair again, connecting right with NCM's face. NCM falls to the floor in a heap.

Ace Anderson: I think that shot busted NCM open!

Jerry Andrews: I think you're right... and this match hasn't even officially started yet!

Kaard pulls NCM up and he throws him back over the barrier. The two men are now out by the entrance stage. Kaard grabs NCM and tries to throw him into the side of the stage. NCM blocks it and tosses Kaard face-first right into the stage! NCM then pulls him up and throws him up onto the ramp. He follows as Kaard climbs up the ramp. NCM drops a knee right onto Kaard's spine. He then sets him up and....

Jerry Andrews: DDT right onto the entrance ramp!

Ace Anderson: That could have broken his neck!

NCM reaches down and he pulls Kaard up. Kaard suddenly hits him with a low blow! NCM falls to the floor.

Jerry Andrews: Well... THAT will even things up!

Kaard slowly gets to his feet. He yanks the wounded NCM up and drags him farther up the ramp. Suddenly, NCM starts exploding on him with rights and lefts! Kaard is backed up by the onslaught, getting dangerously close to the edge of the stage.

Jerry Andrews: Woah woah woahwoahwoah watch out!

NCM kicks Kaard in the stomach now, doubling him over. He then sets him up and....

Jerry Andrews: Fractured Mind OFF OF THE STAGE ONTO THE FLOOR BELOW!

Ace Anderson: My God! Both men are down and hurt!

Jerry Andrews: We need some help out here!

PCW security rushes out to the area along with doctors and EMTs. The arena, which exploded for the move, is now eerily quiet.

Jerry Andrews: This is bad. This is really bad. Folks, we're going to take a break and we'll be right back with an update on this awful situation.

Trauma returns and officials are still working on the two competitors. NCM is sitting up now, getting looked over by a doctor. Justin Kaard is still down on the floor, being checked out by two EMTs.

Jerry Andrews: Well folks, we're back and, as you can see, both of these men are being looked over by medical professionals. I'm not sure what to tell you at this point but I don't see how we can actually have a match here tonight.

Ace Anderson: That was one of the craziest things I've seen in a while Jerry.

A replay of the move is shown in slow motion and you can see how Kaard's head hit the floor. Back to live footage and NCM is getting back up to his feet. He takes a step towards Justin Kaard, but is restrained by PCW officials.

Jerry Andrews: Non Compos Mentis wants to keep this thing going, and I'm sure Justin Kaard does too, but I don't know if that's actually possible.

As NCM waits, a few more officials come out. They have a discussion with referee Ed Lane, who was scheduled to be the referee for tonight's contest. Lane nods in agreement with whatever they are saying and he starts to walk down to the ring. Officials motion to NCM, asking him to follow Lane.

Ace Anderson: Sadly, it looks like they're going to have to award this match to NCM.

However, as Mentis gets about halfway down the ramp, Justin Kaard slowly sits up! The crowd explodes!

Jerry Andrews: Oh my God he's trying to get up!

Ace Anderson: Just stay down, man! You can get him next match!

Jerry Andrews: He's not listening!

Justin Kaard very slowly gets to his feet. One of the officials tries to stop him, but Kaard tosses him aside. Realizing what's going on, NCM turns around and walks back towards Kaard. The crowd is going nuts.

Jerry Andrews: These two guys are back at it again!

NCM reaches Kaard and Kaard swings at him. The shot connects. NCM returns with a shot of his own, staggering Kaard. He hits another. And another. Kaard goes down to one knee. NCM grabs him and pulls him up, dragging him down the ramp towards the ring. As they approach the apron, Kaard elbows Mentis in the midsection. He then slams him face-first into the apron! NCM recovers and rolls into the ring. Kaard follows him. Ed Lane calls for the bell!

Match Three of Five in the PCW North American Championship Series
Series Tied at 1-1
Non Compos Mentis vs Justin Kaard
Referee: Ed Lane

Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen this match is officially underway!

Ace Anderson: How are these guys still standing!?

Non Compos Mentis gets to his feet. Using the ropes, Justin Kaard does the same. The two men are finally face-to-face in the ring for this match.

Jerry Andrews: You can you feel the electricity from these two men here tonight?

Ace Anderson: I can barely hear you Jerry! Listen to the Faithful!

Jerry Andrews: What an atmosphere!

Ace Anderson: One of these men will break this series tie here tonight!

Justin Kaard takes a step forwards and that's when Non Compos Mentis charges in at Kaard and spears him into the corner! NCM stands up and Kaard slaps him across the face and smiles.

Jerry Andrews: Woah. Both of these men certainly still have some right in them!

NCM nods his head and he walks up and slaps Kaard across the face. Kaard nods his head and they lock up but quickly start throwing lefts and rights at each other's heads. They stumble towards the ropes and over them as they continue to fight on the floor.

Ace Anderson: We're back on the outside!

Kaard gains the upper hand with a knee to the gut that backs NCM up. Kaard walks away from him and charges in and NCM drop toe holds Kaard face first into the upper part of the ring steps.

Jerry Andrews: Did you hear Kaard's face bounce off those steel steps? The sound was sickening.

Ace Anderson: He has to be seriously hurt. In fact, both of these guys do.

Jerry Andrews: I'm surprised they're still moving around.

Ace Anderson: It's gotta just be instinct at this point. Kaard especially must be injured.

NCM grabs Kaard up and shoves him back in the ring and goes after him but Justin Kaard punches NCM in the gut. He then slowly stands up and snap suplexes NCM down to the mat. Kaard then stands up and backs NCM up into the ropes. He Irish whips him but NCM reverses it but Kaard wisely slides under the bottom rope. BNCM takes the advantage and runs off the ropes and slides with a baseball slide under the bottom rope! He then grabs Kaard by the head and bulldogs him onto the arena floor face first.

Jerry Andrews: My God!

NCM stands up and pulls Kaard up and shoves him back into the ring. Kaard rolls into the ring and lays on his stomach as NCM climbs to the top rope.

Ace Anderson: This is unexpected! NCM going upstairs!

NCM leaps off of the top rope with a diving headbutt but Kaard ducks it and NCM crashes on the mat! Kaard quickly covers him.

1.....
2...
NO!! NCM kicks out.

Jerry Andrews: You have to wonder, if they both know each other inside and out thanks to this series of matches, what's going to give one of them the advantage?

Ace Anderson: Something we've never seen from either of them before, I'd guess.

Kaard lifts NCM up and double hooks both his arms. He then knees him in the face twice before flipping him over with a double arm suplex. Kaard rolls over and puts him forearm in NCM's face as he covers.

1..
2..
NO! NCM kicks out again.

Kaard sits NCM up and locks him in a chin lock. He puts his knee into NCM's back and the ref checks to see if NCM wants to give it up. But he says no and Kaard cranks back on NCM's chin. NCM starts to fight back and rallies enough strength to stand up but Kaard grabs him by the back shoulder and rams his face first into a turnbuckle. He drives his shoulder into NCM's midsection. Kaard pulls him out of the corner and NCM responds with a huge clothesline! Kaard hits the mat hard and NCM goes for a cover:

1...
2...
Kickout!

NCM pulls Kaard up and he throws him off of the ropes. Kaard ducks a clothesline, comes off of the opposite ropes and...

Jerry Andrews: Adrenaline Rush!

Ace Anderson: But Kaard can't capitalize! This match has taken so much out of him that both men are down!

The referee starts his ten count. He gets to five before Justin Kaard gets to a knee. He then crawls over to NCM for a cover, but NCM wisely manages to roll onto his stomach, avoiding the pin.

Jerry Andrews: I don't know if that was intelligence or instinct or what, but NCM rolled over there preventing a pin.

Ace Anderson: That probably saved the match for him.

Kaard sits up on the mat, slowly. NCM pulls himself to his feet slowly, using the ropes for help. Suddenly he charges at Kaard!

Jerry Andrews: Psychotic Break!!!

NCM quickly goes for a cover:

1...
2...
3!!!

Ace Anderson: It's over!

Winner: Non Compos Mentis via Pinfall @11:01 (Official Match Time) [Non Compos Mentis leads series 2-1]

Jerry Andrews: My God these two went through so much tonight... and they're going to battle at least once more!

Ace Anderson: That's right, Non Compos Mentis is at the brink of winning the PCW North American Championship and he can do so at Collision Course 4!

Jerry Andrews: What a main event match but, folks, we're not done yet! We will be right back with the contract signing for Sadistic versus Grimm, so don't go anywhere!

PCW Tuesday Night Trauma returns from its final commercial break of the evening to find a table with a red cloth covering it, what looks to be a packet of documents, and an old style calligraphy pen and ink well in the center of the ring. It's time for the World Championship match contract signing! There is no moderator present. Because: Grimm vs. Sadistic.

Ace Anderson: Well, this is it folks. Time to make it official. Fans all over the world have been salivating over a showdown between Grimm and Sadistic and now all they have to do is sign on the dotted line to make it legit. Grimm versus Sadistic for the World Championship in the main event of Collision Course 4.

"God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash hits as the lights dim. Rather than enter separately like opponents, the Dillinger brothers emerge from the back as a unit. Each wears a symbolic black glove on opposite hands. Sadistic pats Grimm on the shoulder as the duo head down the ramp to a fair reception from the Faithful.

Jerry Andrews: And the odd behavior continues. Experts have been speculating that these two squaring off for the grandest prize in the game could spell the end of the Black Hand.

Ace Anderson: Well, nobody has been able to even dent their armor thus far, so if they were going to dismantle, an implosion would be the likely manner.

The lighting resumes as the Hangtown Horrors enter the ring. They gaze out into the crowd as many of their Brothers and Sisters raise black gloved hands among the masses. As the volume dies down, Sadistic trains his eyes on the contract sitting atop the table. Phinehas isn't far behind. With both men locked on the contract, the volume starts to rise once again. Sadistic is the first to move as he dips the pen into the jar of ink and offers it to his brother.

Sadistic: Go ahead. Do the honors.

Grimm motions for his brother to proceed.

Grimm: No, no. You're the champion. I insist.

Shrugging, Sadistic thumbs to the final page and signs his Herbie Hancock on the dotted line. Once completed, he passes the writing utensil to his fiery haired brother.

Jerry Andrews: We're halfway there...

Grimm dots the pen back into the ink before looking at his brother and then putting his signature on the document. It's official! The fans let out a slight cheer, but they want a preview, dammit!

Ace Anderson: There you have it. And...I guess that's it. This? This is our big sell leading into the pay-per-view?

With the World Championship slung over his left shoulder, he offers his right hand to his brother. Phinehas looks down at Sadistic's hand, then up at his face. He slowly nods his head as the crowd goes silent.

Grimm: Brothers don't shake hands. Brothers gotta hug!

And just like that, the Dillingers embrace in the center of the ring. At this point, some of the fans actually start booing. Ending their warm, brotherly hug, Phinehas and William join hands and raises their arms into the air in solidarity.

Jerry Andrews: And that's all the time we have, folks. We'll see you at...

Inside the ring, Sadistic gives his brother a sidelong glance. Grimm returns his glance with a sideways gaze of his own. And shit hits the fan! Out of nowhere and completely unprovoked and unwarranted, the siblings proceed to hammer away on each other with lefts and rights! The Faithful are whipped into a frenzy! Fans are throwing popcorn and foam fingers. Children are crying. Dogs at home are barking at television sets!

Ace Anderson: ...

Jerry Andrews: ...

Ace & Jerry: YEAH!!!

Grimm and Sadistic lay into each other with impunity. The table goes flying! The ring has turning into a ball of flying fists and feet as Stormm and Showtime charge out from the back and dive into the ring. They attempt to pull the brawling brothers apart, but it's no use. Eventually looking at each other, the shrug and step away from the crime scene.

Ace Anderson: And THAT is how you promote a PPV! I'm Ace Anderson. He's Jerry Andrews. We'll see you at Collision Course!

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