Misgivings 11-5-2010

The scene cuts in to the back hallways before this weeks show. Rob
Robinson and his trusty crew of fellow Pantheon members are walking along
talking amongst themselves.

Robinson: So Masked Lard tried to sit on
Riona Langly, but ends up tripping her. So, she ends up sitting on him…and now
he has the clap. True Story; hell, he lives off workers comp.

Its at this
point the crew walks past a man in a trenchcoat, a Fedora, and a pair of Groucho
Marx glasses with the lenses whited out.

Robinson: How ya
doing.

Man: S’alright.

Robinson: Good to hear. So
anyway…

Robinson stops dead and turns back. The man is gone. Robinson
stares for a second.

Doshky: You alright Rob?

Robinson: Yeah
Moke…Yeah I’m fine.

The group continue on their way.

The guitar intro from the Lemonheads’ cover of Mrs. Robinson starts to play as the screen fades in a shot of the Pantheon.

And here’s to you, Mr. Robinson
Everybody knows that you’re the best
Yes, yes, yes

STATIC

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

The opening theme begins with Akuma being led from the backstage to the ring by a dog collar, Jester laughing but the sound muted thanks to the Aggression Theme Song playing. The duo step into the ring and the shot transitions…

“I can’t believe what you say to me”

Akuma picks up Case and SHOVES Case’s head between his legs!

“You got some attitude”

UP! AND! DOWN!

“Inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore”

BLUE THUNDER BOMB!

“If you don’t shut your mouth you’re gonna feel the floor”

AKUMA SLAMS HIM RIGHT INTO THE THUMBTACKS!

” Attitude, the one you got, oh baby”

Johnny Maverick holding up the Carolinas belt before the belt dissolves into the current Rebel Pro Aggression title.

“Attitude, the one you got, oh baby”

The shot again transitions to Grandpa Gary delivering the Sixty Year Old Stunner onto Moke Doshky.

“Attitude, attitude”

Another transition to Grandpa Gary holding the Aggression title.

“Inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore”

GRANDPA GARY: BACON!

“If you don’t shut your mouth you’re gonna feel the floor”

Dr. Tittylover picks Maverick up…

ROB MARTINEZ: Mothership Connection!

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

Venar stands at the top of the ladder, looking down with both Rebel Pro Tag Team Championship belts in hand, he drops one down to Johnny Maverick.

“Attitude I can’t believe what you say to me”

JENNY JERSEY: Juggernauts, Bitch!

“You got some attitude”

Casino walking down a hallway, wrestling bag slung over his shoulder and a very confident look on his face. As the image begins to fuzz out…

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

Marcus Marion comes into focus as he jumps up and delivers the Revolutionary Thrill to “The Show” Chad Kurtis.

“Attitude I can’t believe what you say to me”

Marcus stands up, holding the World Title over his shoulder, Nicole Rhodes beside him and both looking smug and confident enough for the entire roster.

“You got some attitude”

Akuma has Justin Case up.

“”Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”"

Facebuster into the case of beer bottles! Case counters with a facebuster to Akuma into the glass bottles!

ROB MARTINEZ: Holy Mother what a counter!

Chad Kurtis stands on the top of a steel cage, he looks back at Kyle Roberts, back to the fans.

“”Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”"

“SHOW…SHOW…SHOW! “

He climbs all the way up, disregarding the poor footing cause of the barbwire. Kyle Roberts hasn’t moved, but it could be a possum
The film slows down… Slow Motion.
180 DEGREES

360 DEGREES

“”Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”"

480 DEGREES

560 DEGREES

“”Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”"

SIX HUNDRED AND FIFTY DEGREE SPLASH….

CONNECTS!!!

THE COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

THE CROWD EXPLODES!

ROB MARTINEZ: OHHH MY GOD! UN FUCKING BELIEVABLE! 3 and half turns off the cage.

JENNY JERSEY: The best indy wrestling promotion has just hit your television screen. Now sit your ass down and hold on for the ride of your life!

A pause…

JENNY JERSEY: Welcome! To! Rebel! Pro! Wrestling!

COREY TAYLOR: That… isn’t going to make Mr. The Phoenix very happy.

JON MCDANIEL: Phoenix thought he had fixed the Audio Video hacker, but as we have just seen and heard the original Rebel Pro theme… looks like he has a bit more work to do.

“Believe” by The Bravery hits up in the speakers and from the back comes Eric Thompson and Bryan Williams, better known as The Dark Market.

ERIC EMERSON: At a total combined weight of four hundred and eighty-one pounds, ERIC THOMPSON and BRYAN WILLIAMS… THE DARK MARKET!

Eric and Bryan step into the ring, waiting on the third member of their team that is set to destroy… I mean face Chris Casino.

“I Hear The Voices” comes into the speakers and the crowd give a cheer for the man returning to Robinson Pro from Miller’s Trailer Park. Bobby Lee waves shyly to the crowd.

ERIC EMERSON: From Miller’s Trailer Park, he stands at six feet three inches while weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds… BOBBY LEE!

Bobby steps into the ring and waits for his opponent as Eric and Bryan order him out onto the ring apron.

“Smooth” salsas into the speakers and the crowd give a mixed reaction; they like Casino for standing up t o Robinson, but remember how he can be so damn cocky.

ERIC EMERSON: From Las Vegas, Nevada; he stands at five feet eleven inches while weighing in

at two hundred and twenty pounds… CHRIS CASINO!

Casino steps into the ring, glaring at his opponents, his first opponents in this Gauntlet match.

“Final Countdown” hits up into the speakers and the crowd immediately begin to boo, they can’t stand this man who steps from the curtain.

ERIC EMERSON: From Orlando Florida, he stands at six feet and weighs in at two hundred and thirty pounds… THE PHOENIX!

Phoenix saunters down to the ring where he sits in a chair with a megaphone held in his grasp. He flicks his wrist towards the ring for the match to begin.

PHOENIX: The winner of this match will make me a happy camper and that could mean a title shot or a raise in their paycheck.

DING DING

The bell sounds and The Phoenix watches on as Chris Casino is taking on Eric Thompson first in this three on one handicap match. Eric dives in for a headlock, but Casino with a quick flip sends him onto his back. Casino turns around to face Eric head on and he once again dives with another headlock attempt. Eric is successful as he gains some purchase, but Casino quickly lifts him up dropping him with an atomic drop. Eric holds at his back as Casino bounces off the ropes with a bulldog taking Eric down to the mat.

PHOENIX: Get in there Bryan, make it a handicap match!

Bryan is in the ring now, attacking Casino from behind with a boot to the back of the skull. Bryan pulls Casino up, but Chris drops him with a shot to the chin. Bryan stumbles back, Casino levels him with a clothesline. However, Eric is back up, taking Chris from behind by spinning him around and chopping him in the chest.

PHOENIX: That’s it!

Eric has him back into the corner, but Casino fires with a knee into the midsection backing Eric up from the attack. Casino with a forearm and elbow combo has Eric out of the corner. Casino spins around, kick right to the midsection doubles hiim

over. Swinging neckbreaker takes Eric down. However, here comes Bryan back into the fight.

PHOENIX: You guys are hopeless!

Bryan slaps Casino on the back of the neck as he gets up, kneeing him right in the face. Casino shoves him back, but Bryan is able to catch hiimself and pull Casino down with a DDT. Bryan rolls him over and begins to pound him in the face with palm strikes.

PHOENIX: They can use fists Alec, but Casino cannot.

Alec nods.

JON MCDANIEL: That isn’t very fair.

COREY TAYLOR: You don’t fight fair, you fight to win Jon.

Bryan pounds away now with closed fists, but Casino manages a well placed knee to roll Bryan over onto his back. Casino with a well placed palm strike has Bryan wished he had chosen another career. Casino pounds at his ribs with his knees and at his face with elbows and forearms.

PHOENIX: Get in there Bobby Lee!

Bobby shrugs and is in the match as well making it a three on one match now. Bobby trips over Eric though as he makes his way to Casino, lining him up for a perfect superkick from Casino that knocks Bobby Lee out before he gets in the first offensive move. Casino gets up to his feet, begging for Phoenix to get in the ring himself. Casino is breathing heavily, but looks ready to take on the World.

PHOENIX: Scottie Snow!

Scottie runs from the back and slides right into the ring. Casino turns around.

SNOW PLOW!

Casino is down and Snow makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Eric and Bryan break up the count, they want to be the one to earn The Phoenix’s good favor.

PHOENIX: What are you doing you idiots?!

Eric shoves Snow out of the ring, but Bobby Lee makes the cover behind their backs.

ONE!

Eric picks him up, shoving him into the corner where he deliversa running knee into his ribs.

CASINO WITH A ROLLUP!

ONE!

TWO!

PHOENIX: Get him!

Eric does, dropping a leg across Casino’s back before kicking him right in the face.

JON MCDANIEL: Casino just can’t fight the numbers.

COREY TAYLOR: It is now a four on one match, Casino has no chance.

Scottie gets back into the ring, and all four men gang up on Casino who is struggling to even stay up right now. Casino throws a right hand, but Bobby Lee catches the hand, Eric kicks him in the midsection, while Scottie and Bryan elbow drop Casino’s back.

PHOENIX: Draw it out, make him wish he had never called The Phoenix out!

The crowd jumps to their feet, out from the back comes The Freak! Freak dashes down to the ring.

JON MCDANIEL: Four on Two Corey!

PHOENIX: SECURITY!

Here come a few security guards, but they are quickly thrust to the side by Moke and The Dragon, who have a match later on tonight. Shut Down comes from the curtain, taking Moke from behind delivering a big kick, but Moke fights back with the big man. Dragon grabs The Freak’s ankle to keep him from interfereing to help Casino. Meanwhile back in the ring Casino is lifted onto the shoulders of Eric Thompson to slam his head into the canvas with a belly to back heavily on the neck suplex. Freak manages to get Dragon to release his ankle, thanks to a swift kick to his masked head.

COREY TAYLOR: Come on, he has a match later tonight!

JON MCDANIEL: So does The Freak.

Freak pulls Casino’s ankle and gets him out of the ring. The four men in the ring look down as Shut Down watches their back as they retreat. Casino is out on Freak’s shoulders, crimson mask covering his face now.

PHOENIX: Ring the Bell!

DING DING

ERIC EMERSON: Winners of the match as a result of the match stopping… The Dark Market, Bobby Lee, and Scottie Snow!

JON MCDANIEL: Well…

COREY TAYLOR: The rightful team won this match, Casino had no chance.

Freak and Shut Down get Casino to the backstage curtain before looking back to see everyone watching them leave with Casino.

JON MCDANIEL: I guess Freak and Shut Down are on the Rebel Pro Loyalist side.

COREY TAYLOR: You know you can never trust a carney, have you seen how those people live?

STATIC

The video replay is that of Scottie Snow pinning Phoenix for the PWA World title. Afterwards, a editted video clip shows Phoenix crying about his loss as long rivers of tears course down his face.

We jump back to the ring to find the Phoenix leaning on the ropes and waiting for his apparent PWA guest. Sure enough she doesn’t leave him too long as Fear of Dying queues up and brings Lisa Seldon out to the floor. A few fans are gracious enough to cheer her on as she hits the ring, microphone already in hand. From the apron she addresses him.

Lisa Seldon: Well gee Rob, I love what you’ve done with the place.

Rob Robinson: What, turned it around into a real company?

Lisa bounces over the ropes in one rather smooth, showy and totally unnecessary jump.

Lisa Seldon: I was going to say sterilised it but I suppose that works too.

Rob Robinson: You would but that’s because you don’t really know anything about building a company. Taking them and running them into the ground seems more you’re thing.

Lisa Seldon: Oh totally.

She let’s go of a little laugh.

Lisa Seldon: You still work for me don’t you?

Rob Robinson: Unfortunately.

He snaps back but she quickly shrugs it off.

Lisa Seldon: Anyway… so I heard you and your guys wanted a match for… some reason. So your guys can prove themselves against the evil international invaders or something, even though I think I’ve only been here twice and beat up a guy no one likes anyway.

Rob Robinson: The Robinson Pro roster are fiercely proud of the company I’ve given them.

Lisa Seldon: Apparently.

She aimlessly wanders the ring as she goes on, examining his ropes or pads or whatever happens to be nearby.

Lisa Seldon: And frankly I’m quite disappointed, because I’ve always been a big fan of the whole Rebel -

Rob Robinson: – Robinson.

Lisa Seldon: – Pro thing, and even tried to get some of them some exposure on national TV, yet all I hear from your guys is how the PWA is a shithole, intent on steam-rolling them and crippling their product to some how advance our own, when clearly that was just you.

Rob shrugs it off in very much a I’m not really listening to what you’re saying anymore manner.

Lisa Seldon: If anything I was quite offended, so rather than just throw a bunch of names into a hat and then push off home early like old Joey BoXer used to do for these guys, I came to bury them. So coming to bat for Team PWA is going to be: two time PWA Intercontinental Champion Cody Bogard, the Tag-Team Champions of Sarah and Katie James, and my good buddy Teresa, who’s main PWA credentials involve taking would be global superstars and grinding them down into nothings. And considering the level of your guys, she’s gonna have a field day.

Rob waits her out but Lisa lowers the mic, forcing him to jump in.

Rob Robinson: Yeah that’s great and all, good to see the PWA still packing in “talent” during my absense, but that’s only four guys. You need five.

Lisa Seldon: Oh, I’ve got a fifth, I’ve got a guy who really, really hates you.

Jon McDaniel: Narrow it down at least a little.

Lisa Seldon: But I’m not telling, I’m gonna leave that up to him. Don’t worry though, I’m sure you’ll be seeing him soon.

Lisa winks at Robinson before chucking the mic aside and bouncing from the ring. She then throws a kiss out to the fans before hopping to the floor and off out of ringside. The camera then darts back to Robinson, who takes a moment to consider her parting words, before shrugging them off and leaving himself.

Eric Emerson steps up beside the ring.

Eric Emerson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

“Dual of the Fates” hits the loud speakers as a loud chorus of boos erupts from the crowd. Eric Emerson: Introducing first from Osaka Japan, weighing in at one hundred sixty pound; he is the “Harbinger of Chaos”, REAVER!!!!!!!! offline he is the “Harbinger of Chaos”, REAVER!!!!!!!! offline The crowd makes it known that they do NOT like this guy. Reaver doesn’t seem to be aware of the crowds presence, ignoring the signs saying things like “Reaver sucks” and “Kalis + Reaver = Pussies”. Reaver steps into the ring as his music dies down.“You will remember moment as you dig into me and from the smile on your face it seems you like it” Disturbed’s “This Moment” cues up and the crowd goes nuts.

Eric Emerson: And his opponent, Being accompanied to the ring by Shut Down; he’s from Anywhere and Everywhere, weighing in at one hundred eighty pounds, THE FREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Freak and Shut Down emerge from the back to a thunderous roar from the crowd. The Freak walks to a fan holding a sign that reads “FREAK IS HARDCORE” The Freak passes another sign reading “We want REBEL“. Freak holds the sign high for all to see.

COREY TAYLOR: Look at all of these idiotic signs.

Freak: REBEL PRO!, REBEL PRO!, REBEL PRO!

Crowd: REBEL PRO!, REBEL PRO!, REBEL PRO! REBEL PRO!, REBEL PRO!, REBEL PRO!

JON MCDANIEL: The fans here supporting The Freak.

COREY TAYLOR: They are like cavemen, just wanting blood, hardcore, and nonsense fighting; not smooth hold transitions.

The Freak slides into the ring as Shut Down takes his place at ring side. Referee Alec Wilcox sends both men to their corners for the pre match pat down. He checks Reaver and finds nothing. Wilcox begins to pat The Freak and pulls something out of his cargo pocket. A Butterfinger? Wilcox looks at The Freak with a questioning look; The Freak just smirks as he tries to look all innocent. Wilcox shakes his head and finishes the pat down. Wilcox calls for the bell.

DING DING

Reaver and The Freak circle one another before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up. Reaver with a quick arm drag sends The Freak to the mat. Freak rolls back to his feet and locks up again. This time Freak sends Reaver to the mat with an arm drag of his own. Reaver also rolls through the move and his back on his feet. Both men go in for another tie up, The Freak with a quick spin kick to the gut of Reaver. Reaver is now doubled over, The Freak hit’s the ropes

ANY GIVEN MOMENT…

No, Reaver ducks out of the way! Freak moves in on Reaver but Reaver hits Freak with a quick toe kick to the mid section,
NO, Freak catches his foot! THUD! Freak crumples to the mat as Reaver connects with a hard enziguri. Reaver with a quick cover. foot! THUD! Freak crumples to the mat as Reaver connects with a hard enziguri. Reaver with a quick cover.

ONE!

TWO!

And Freak kicks out! Reaver with a few kicks to Freaks back followed by a standing moonsault and another quick cover.

ONE!

And The Freak kicks out again. Reaver hoists Freak up, sends him hard into the corner and runs in behind The Freak. Whisper in the wind by The Freak catches Reaver square and both men hit the canvas.

JON MCDANIEL: Seems like pretty quick transitions here.

COREY TAYLOR: Maybe The Freak is learning something, but I highly doubt it.

The Freak makes it back to his feet first and quickly hits the ropes… into a Rolling Thunder that leaves Reaver clutching at his chest in pain. The Freak pulls Reaver up by the mask and starts running to the ropes… Freak leaps over the top rope to the outside as Reaver’s throat gets hung up on the top rope. Freak grabs Reaver by the legs and pulls him to the outside as well. Freak with a summersault leg drop across the throat of his fallen opponent. The Ref is making is count from inside the ring and is already at five.

COREY TAYLOR: Freak had better hurry, I’m surprised Alec has let the count go this long.

Freak rolls in and out of the ring to break the count. Reaver is slowly getting to his feet as Freak charges in… Drop toe hold by Reaver sends Freak head first into the steel steps! The Freak is busted wide open as blood begins to pour down his face.

JON MCDANIEL: Freak busted open there.

COREY TAYLOR: He tries to go hardcore, and he gets hardcored!

Reaver and Freak both get to their feet as the Ref’s count hit seven. Both men quickly roll into the ring to break the count.
Both men quickly roll into the ring and stare each other down for a moment. The Freak is first on the attack with a chop to Reaver’s chest.

Crowd: Woooo!

COREY TAYLOR: As though that wasn’t a predictable move reaction there.

Reaver with a chop of his own.

Crowd: Woooo!

Freak with a chop.

Crowd: Woooo!

Reaver chops The Freak, Freak chops Reaver, Reaver, Freak, Reaver, Freak, Reaver.

Crowd: Wooooooooooooooooo!

Reaver hits with a fast spinning wheel kick that sends Freak down hard. Reaver to the top rope… and he lands with a corkscrew senton. A cover…

ONE…

TWO…

THR… NO. THE FREAK KICKS OUT!

JON MCDANIEL: Close call there.

COREY TAYLOR: Alec a little slow on the count there because Reaver clearly had the three.

Reaver slaps the canvas in frustration as he gets to his feet. Reaver picks Freak up by his dreads and delivers a snapmare before hitting the ropes and connecting with a hard dropkick to The Freaks face. Reaver steps out onto the apron… springboard summersault legdrop hits The Freak hard.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE…

Freak kicks out!

Reaver is starting to show his frustration at not being able to keep The Freak down. Reaver sets The Freak up on the top turnbuckle… SUPER HURINCANRANA! Reaver pulls Freak to his knees and runs to the ropes… And goes for The Harbringer of Chaos! Freak counters with a the Side Effect and locks in A Moment of Sin! Reaver manages to find the bottom rope with foot and The Freak breaks the hold. Both men to their feet slowly. Freak moves in quickly with the Rush and finishes it off with a stiff round house to the head of Reaver. Freak to the top rope… Sight Unseen! NO! Reaver gets his knees up! Both men are down. Wilcox starts his ten count as neither man is moving.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…

The Freak is starting to stir.

FOUR…

FIVE…

Reaver now starting to move.

SIX…

Reaver is on his feet. The Freak still trying to collect himself. Reaver off the ropes… and this time he hits with his finisher. Cover…

ONE…

TWO…

THRE… NO. The Freak rolls his shoulder up just before the three count! Shut Down pulls The Freak out of the ring. Wilcox yells at him to get The Freak back into the ring or he will be disqualified. Shut Down rolls Freak back in, albeit reluctantly. Reaver pulls Freak to his feet. WHAM! The Freak knocks Reaver out cold with a hard right hand. The Freak smiles as he stands over the unconscious Reaver. Freak holds up the secret to his knock out punch, a shiny set of brass-knuckles. Wilcox calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Eric Emerson: The winner of this match by disqualification, Reaver!

COREY TAYLOR: That damn cheater!

JON MCDANIEL: Freak lost this match in his own way, can’t blame him for doing all that he can to undermind Rob.

Digging under the ring, Freak pulls out a white feather. The Freak wipes the blood off his face with a single white feather before laying it on Reavers chest.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh great, now he is mocking Reaver, that won’t go over well.

STATIC

A group of fans stand in front of an old school Rebel Pro logo, they are wearing old school Rebel

Pro shirts.

“We Love Rebel Pro!”

“You’ll never kill Rebel’s Spirit!”

A little boy steps forward.

“You suck Rob!”

The Arena goes dark just as the following is heard from the sound system…

Ya think you can tell us what to do
Ya think you can tell us what to wear
You think you’re better
Well you better get read
Bow to the master

I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Holla if you feel that you’ve been down the same road

The lights kick back on as the sound byte continues with…

They say I’m cocky, and I say What?
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I’m cocky, and I say What?
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if ya back it up

Now the fans of Rebel, I mean Robinson Pro, are on their feet as they know none

other then “The Show” Chad Kurtis has arrived and they are right as he makes his way down to the ring through the crowd before doing his trademark baseball slide into the ring…

Chad: Thanks for the warm welcome but not to be rude but it’s time to get a few things off my chest if you don’t mind?!

Fans: Lay it on us, Chad!

Chad: First thing I want to get off my chest is this bounty that Mr. Robinson has put on my head. I mean c’mon could he come up with a little more cash? But seriously I take it as an honor that I appear to be public enemy number one as far as Mr. Robinson and his regiment goes. I mean its between me and who? The Freak? Who only got mentioned because what he touched Mr. Robinson and I didn’t. I can take care of that right now if Mr. Robinson wants to make his way down her I will deliver a super kick right square in his mouth.

Fans begin to chant come on down, come on down…

Chad: You hear them, Robinson, come on down (Chad goes to the ropes and holds them open as if Robinson was coming down). Oh you ain’t going to come down here to the ring? What’s the matter? I know you need an entrance song, is that it? Will I got you covered, hit the music.

Here comes the money (Here we go, money, Uh)
Here comes the money

Money

Chad: What? Still not coming out are you? What is the matter don’t like my music selection? I guess I could be nicer! I guess I should be nicer! After all Mr. Robinson has lawyers! And they ain’t the kind that you see on the back of a phonebook! You know what I don’t give a damn about your lawyers, I got lawyers, too and I don’t give a damn about your money either, I’ve got a little of that, too, what I do give a damn about is that you think you can waltz in here and take over Rebel Pro and turn it into something for your own amusement! Will I call bullshit! And I ain’t the only one that not going to stand for it! Matt ain’t going to stand for it! J-Kurt ain’t going to stand for it! Hell nobody in the mafia is going to stand for it! And that ain’t all there is a very special friend of mine that ain’t going to stand for it either! Want to know who it is?

Fans begin to chant tell us, tell us…

Chad: I can’t tell you just now, but I promise that next week the mafia will have a big announcement and the newly formed, Rebel Coalition will be a pain in Robinson’s ass until the day he draws his last breath or he returns Rebel to it’s former self which ever comes first. Anyway I said all I have to say for now so I’m going to let my actions do the damn talking! Lastly, my message to Robinson and everyone that stands with him is you can kiss my rebel ass!

Chants of Chad, Chad break out as “The Show” begins to pace back and forth in the center of the ring.

Eric Emerson: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is your special triple threat match!!

“YOU SAY YOU KNOW JUST WHO I AM”

“Anthem For The Underdog” by 12 Stones hits and the building is filled with jeers and boos. Jacob Venar walks out to a sea of hate filled posters. Some read, ‘Clipped Falcon’ ‘Jacob Sux’ & ‘Why Jacob?’ among others.

He ignores them all as he makes his way to the ring.

Eric Emerson: Coming to the ring, he hails from British Columbia, Canada and weighs in at 240 pounds…..Jacob Venar!!!

Jacob enters the ring and actually high fives the referee!

Eric Emerson: And his opponent……

“My Michelle” by GNR hits and again the building rattles with boos, although some cheers can be heard mixed into this lot.

Eric Emerson: Hailing from Atlanta, Georgia and weighing in tonight at 233 pounds, he’s accompanied by Nichole Rhodes….Marcus Marion!!!

Marcus and his lovely emerge from the back to a greatly mixed reaction from the crowd. He pays them no mind as he and his beautiful valet make their way to the ring. They pass a sign that reads, ‘Nichole gave me Herpies!’

Eric Emerson: And their opponent…. already in the ring…

“It Ain’t Cocky Mother Fucker If You Can Back It Up!!!”

The building erupts!!!!

The ring announcer has to speak up to be heard above the roar of the crowd and the screeching Kid Rock.

Eric Emerson: He hails from Kentucky but is now fighting out of North Carolina, he weighs in at 230 pounds…..’The Show’ Chad Kurtis!!!

Chad eyes the other two men with contempt.

Jon McDaniel: This should be one Hell of a match! These men have won multiple championships in REBEL….

Corey Taylor: Yeah but that was REBEL! This is Robinson Pro and they haven’t won anything!

Jon McDaniel: Little worried about some favoritism from the referee towards Jacob Venar though.

Corey Taylor: What!? Never!

Referee Lance Weston calls for the bell and promptly gets out of the way of the three men who are eyeing each other wearily. Without warning Marcus and Chad rush Jacob and pummel him with punches and kicks that send him scurrying to the outside. Marcus with a quick roll up from behind!

1!

2!

Chad kicks out.

Small package from Marcus!

1!

2!

Again Marcus is denied as Kurtis kicks outs!

Jon McDaniel: fast and furious to start!

Both men scramble to their feet and Marcus hits a brutal chop across the chest of Kurtis! Chad responds with a forearm!

Chop from Marcus!
Forearm from Kurtis!
Chop from Marcus!
Forearm from Kurtis!
Chop from Marcus!
Forearm from Kurtis!

Corey Taylor: Geez that hurts me to even watch!

Venar is on the ring apron. Springboard double clothesline takes out both Marcus and Chad! Marion rolls to the outside as Venar puts the boots to Chad. Back elbow to the ribs of Venar causes a break and Chad quickly follows up with a pair of forearm shots that rattle ‘The Falcon.’ Chad shoots Jacob into the ropes. Dropkick from Chad drops Jacob! Double axe handle to the back of Chads head from Marcus who has snuck back into the match. Marcus with a hangmans neckbreaker! Venar is up and walks into a clothesline from Marcus. Chad is pulled to his feet and whipped into the ropes. Sleeper from Marcus! They’re in the middle of the ring but Chad is fighting hard to get to the ropes. Venar slaps on his own sleeper onto Marcus! Triple sleeper in the middle of the ring! Chad positions his head under the jaw of Marcus and drops down causes a ripple effect of jawbreakers onto Marcus and Venar! Chad pulls Marcus up and whips him towards the far corner. Marcus reverses it! Bluegrass Breeze from Chad! Marcus side steps it and Kurtis hits nothing but canvas! Baseball slide from Jacob sends Kurtis out of the ring.

Jon McDaniel: Out goes Kurtis!

Corey Taylor: Hopefully for good!

Marcus drops an elbow across the back of Venars head and follows up with a snapmare. Marcus hits the ropes and drills Venar with a low dropkick to the sternum! Marcus with a cover!

1!

2!

Venar kicks out and Marcus shoots the referee a nasty look. Marcus pulls Jacob up and pops him across the chest with a chop! A second! A third! Poke to the eye from Jacob! Stinging right hand from Jacob spins Marcus around. Jacob hooks Marcus and goes for a German suplex. Marcus blocks it and reverses it! Jacob blocks it! From nowhere Kurtis rushes into the scene hooks Marcus, who still has a hold on Jacob, and pulls off a double German suplex! Kurtis covers Marcus first!

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Marcus kicks out!

Chad covers Jacob!

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Corey Taylor: Gah! No one will stay down long enough for Jacob to win!

Jon McDaniel: What?

Corey Taylor: Uh, nothing.

Venar gets a shoulder up after a long two count. Chad pulls Venar up and whips him into the ropes. Leapfrom by Chad and Venar spears a rising Marcus! Venar scrambles up to this feet and takes an step up enziguri from Chad! Kurtis steps out of the ring and onto the apron. Springboard 450 splash onto Venar! Chad hooks a leg!

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Marcus breaks it up! Marcus, clutching at his ribs tries to get to his feet but takes a stiff right hand from Chad. Marcus is on his knees trying to back away from an advancing Kurtis. Venar is slowly getting to his feet. Marcus throws himself foreword and nails the right knee of Kurtis with a shoulder block! Kurtis drops to a knee, gets up and tries to put distance between him and Marion. A chop block from Marcus brings Chad down! Marcus quickly hooks in a single leg Boston Crab. Venar is on the scene and places Kurtis in a crippler cross face! The crowd is going crazy as Kurtis is doing his best to hold on and the referee looks unsure of what to do if Chad taps! Marcus spies Venar, releases his submission hold and lands a kick to the head of Venar!

Corey Taylor: Woo Hoo! We almost saw a Kurtis snapped in half!

Venar is brought to his feet, takes a pair of chops across the chest and whipped into the ropes. Marcus drops his head a second to early allowing Venar to hit the breaks and crush Marion with a double under hook into a back breaker! Jacob covers, feet on the ropes and in plain view of the referee who doesn’t seem to mind.

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Marcus kicks out! Marcus is pulled to his feet and whipped hard into the far corner. Jacob charges him and goes for a spear! Marcus dodges and Jacobs eats a turnbuckle! Rollup from behind by Marion who also places his feet on the ropes. The referee refuses to count it! Marcus gets to his feet and into the face of the referee but is told that there will be no pin with feet on the ropes. During thins Jacob rolls to the outside and Kurtis rolls Marcus up from behind!

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Marcus kicks out! Kurtis pulls Marcus up and shoots him to the far corner. Marcus reverses it. Bluegrass Breeze from Kurtis! This time it connects and Marcus is down! Instead of a cover, Chad rolls to the outside, climbs to the top turnbuckle and takes air Kentucky as he hits a picture perfect frog splash! Kurtis quickly rolls away from A damaged Marcus though and is clutching at his banged up knee. Kurtis slaps some feeling back into his limb and covers his man.

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Jon McDaniel: No one can seem to retain any momentum going into these pins!

Corey Taylor: I have faith in Jacob though.

Jon McDaniel: Shocking.

From the outside Venar has reaches in and pulled Marcus out from under Kurtis! Venar slides in as Kurtis is getting to his feet.

Right hand from Venar!
Right hand from Kurtis!
Right hand from Venar!
Right hand from Kurtis!

Right hand from Kurtis!
Right hand from Kurtis!
Right hand from Kurtis!

Jon McDaniel: Kurtis is in firm control!

Venar is back peddling now as Kurtis advances on him. Blatant kick to the groin of Kurtis drops ‘The Show!’ Oddly the Referee didn’t seem to notice that. Venar scoops up Kurtis and slams him on the mat. Venar to the turnbuckle. A senton from Venar! Knees up from Kurtis and Venar hits them ribs first! Venar doesn’t go down, instead he bounds up to his feet, clutching at his ribs and walks right into an STO from Marcus! Kurtis is on the mat clutching at his knee and Marion wastes no time in locking him into a figure four!

Corey Taylor: This is it! Chad will tap like a little girl!

Kurtis is fighting to get to the ropes but his fingers are just inches from it! Marcus is yelling for him to tap and just as Kurtis is about to oblige the submission is broken up by Venar! Venar stands over both men and rains down hard kicks at the two try and cover up. Venar pulls Marcus up, rakes the face, knees him in the gut doubling him over and nails a powerbomb onto Kurtis using Marcus! Venar rolls away Marcus and covers Kurtis!

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Kurtis gets a shoulder up!

Jon McDaniel: Chad Kurtis is looking for that all important win tonight!

Venar shoots the referee a look and we clearly see him mouth the words, ‘count faster!’ Venar goes to pull Kurtis up but takes a shot to the ribs! Another right, this one to the jaw lands flush! Kurtis hooks Venar, hoists him up to the top turnbuckle and climbs up to the top to greet him. Hurricanrana off the top rope! Kurtis lands hard as well as Venar and ‘The Show’ is clutching at his knee as Marcus swoops in for the kill! A cover on Venar!

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Venar gets a shoulder up!

Corey Taylor: Yes! Er, I mean, good for him!

Marcus pulls Venar up and cracks him across the face with an openhanded palm strike! Another! A third! A spinning back fist drops Venar to the mat! Marcus hauls Venar up. Revolutionary Thrill! Marcus goes for the cover!

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Kurtis breaks it up! Kurtis pulls Marcus up and peppers him with a flurry of rights and lefts! Kurtis hits the ropes only to have Marcus catch him in a belly to belly suplex on the rebound! The pair land squarely on Venar ! Marcus rolls Kurtis away and covers Venar!

Corey Taylor: Wait! I call time out!

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Jon Mcdaniel: Marcus Marion snuck one in but it was a tough battle any way you look at it!

The bell rings and somewhat reluctantly the referee raises the hand of Marcus Marion!

Eric Emerson: The winner of this match….Marcus Marion!!!

Corey Taylor: That is SUCH horsesh….

Jon McDaniel: We’ve got someone coming through the crowd!

The Freak!!

Corey Taylor: Oh what the Hell!?
The Freak has hopped the guard rails and has a chair in hand. He slides into the ring behind Marcus and yells for him! Marcus turns!

Chair shot to the head!

Marcus drops like a stone and The Freak makes a hasty retreat as Robinson Pro security bum rush the ring!

Jon McDaniel: The Freak makes a statement towards Marcus here tonight!

Corey Taylor: Oh who cares? I’m just wondering is Jacob okay?

STATIC

A created photo slideshow goes across the screen showing editted photos of Rob Robinson wearing diapers, Halloween costumes, kissing Riona Langly, and with a bullseye painted on his back.

[The Final Countdown fills the arena as Robinson Pro owner and all around swell guy, Rob Robinson, heads to the ring. He climbs up the ring steps and basks in the applause. Wait, that's the wrong word. The boos, he basks in the boos as if they were applause.]

Rob Robinson: I’m not sure what is going on here, but it is obvious to me that the audio video guys are as inept as most of these wrestlers in what was formerly known as Rebel Pro. But as I am training them to be superior athletes in Robinson Pro, I will have the best company on the Earth. Well, in order to compete with other companies, I must have a top of the line Audio Video group so… those in the truck right now… go join Rob Martinez, Jenny Jersey, and all of the other Rebel Pro personel in the “I Want a free check” line.

Rob clears his throat.

Rob Robinson: Now, with that pleasant business done. Last week I came out here and issued a challenge. This challenge wasn’t just to my former comrades in the PWA but also to the Robinson Pro roster. I challenged my men to put up or shut up in their claims of being better than the PWA and I challenged the PWA to put their reputation on the line against Robinson Pro. Well, we’ve heard back from Lisa Seldon and she accepted my challenge, even if her response was lacking in the proper respect. But either way, the dye has been cast, the wheels are in motion, and we’re about to find out which of the two wrestling companies I founded is really the best. The PWA and Robinson Pro are like my children, and any parent will tell you that its impossible to pick a favorite child, that they’re all different but you love them just the same anyway. Of course, parents lie like Persian rugs. How many parents have you ever heard admit that they’ve got an ugly baby? None, right? But seriously, there are tons of ugly babies running around. And maybe Robinson Pro isn’t as attractive as PWA, but just like any parent, my newest baby is clearly my favorite since the older one has grown up and proven to be a disappointment for me.

Rob Robinson: In picking my team for the Good vs Evil match, I had to think long and hard about who I wanted to showcase. This was a harder decision than you might think because Robinson Pro is still new and most of the roster is still being rebelious and hasn’t really proven themselves to me yet. So, with that in mind, I had to change my thinking. While there were a lot of things about Rebel Pro that I despise, I wouldn’t have bought the company if it didn’t have a spark of promise. A tiny spark, but a spark nevertheless. So I decided that I wanted to pick some of the people that embodied the spirit of Rebel Pro and give them a chance to show why they should continue to be the face of Robinson Pro wrestling. Consider this an audition, guys.

Rob Robinson: Obviously, I’ll be captaining my team. But as good as I am, I can’t beat the entire PWA team alone. My first pick is the man that fancies himself a major thorn in my side. I consider him to be an irritating mosquito bite, but for Good vs Evil, we’ll have to agree to disagree. But in my mind, and in the minds of the fans, this man wasn’t just the face of Rebel Pro, he was it’s heart and soul as well. And I know that no matter how much he hates me, he’ll never back down from defending Rebel Pro’s honor, or the honor of the men that used to wrestle under that banner. That’s why “The Show” Chad Kurtis will be on the Robinson Pro team.

The crowd cheers at the mention of the Rebel Pro legend’s name and his picture as it flashes up on Megavision.

Rob Robinson: My second choice wasn’t much more difficult than the first. This is another man that will fight to the death to defend the reputation of the company he loved. I mean, if he didn’t care he wouldn’t have been their last World champion. So, Marcus Marion, you’re on the team, too.

Boos and some cheers, because these fans want the former Rebel Pro stars, now known as Robinson Pro stars, to kick some PWA ASS!

Rob Robinson: I know I’m doing the unexpected, and possibly the unwise, by picking men that hate each other, but above all else, hate me. What I’m counting on is that they value respect and their reputations more than they hate their teammates. I may not have liked their wrestling styles, but even I will admit that when they’re in the ring they don’t stop fighting until they’ve either won the match or their bodies just flat out give out on them. A perfect example of this is the third member of my team, a man that wasn’t afraid to come right up to my face and tell me off. Sure, he might be foolish, but he’s got guts and I respect that. And once he learns who the boss is, I think he’ll go far in Robinson Pro. But most of all, I know that this man has a burning desire to reach the top of the business and nothing’s going to stop him from getting there. So, Chris Casino, this is your shot to show me that you can not only be a team player, but that you deserve to be considered among the Robinson Pro elite.

A picture of Casino fighting off the others in the Gauntlet Match earlier flashes up on the screen, the crowd give him some love.

Rob Robinson: And that leads me to the last member of Team Robinson Pro. This is the one man that’s impressed me since I’ve bought the company. This is the one man that saw which way the wind was blowing and changed course accordingly. To be honest, I’m very proud of everything this man has accomplished and as a wrestling fan, I can’t wait to see what he’ll do next. Wrestlers like him are the reason I started the PWA and Robinson Pro in the first place. He’s the kind of man that you can build a company around and I laugh myself silly every time I think about how Larry Gordon had this treasure in his possession and didn’t even realize it. I can make a promise right here, right now that this man is a future Robinson Pro World champion, the first man I feel I could say that about, and I don’t think that future is far off. That’s why I’m naming Jacob Venar as my Team Robinson Pro Co-Captain!

Boos fill the arena as Jacob’s image flashes up on the screen.

Rob Robinson: So there you have it, Lisa. That’s team Robinson Pro. I’m not sure who you’re last member is going to be, though I’ve got a few ideas. But no matter who you put in that ring, I feel confident that the team I’ve assembled tonight can beat anything the PWA can put together!

*WHAM!*

Title belt to the back of the skull!

JON MCDANIEL: My GAWD! It’s Hunter Sullivan!

COREY TAYLOR: Who?

Hunter stands over Rob, the replica Global Title dangling from his right hand. Rob Robinson is out cold center ring, still not knowing what has happened. Hunter lays the belt over Rob’s face before turning and leaving through the crowd. Surprisingly the crowd cheer, they’ve decided that no matter what, they just don’t like Rob.

JON MCDANIEL: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are going to try and head to another commercial here.

STATIC

A video, obviously created by someone, shows Rob Robinson dancing around his living room dressed in a diaper and acting like a whiny baby because he can’t have what he wants.

“Lead Into Demise” by Kingdom of Sorrow plays the challenger to the ring.

ERIC EMERSON: From Washington, D.C.; he stands at six feet two inches and weighs in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds… JOHNNY MAVERICK!

The fans make sure to get their signs in view of the camera: “We Love You Maverick”, “You can be my Boss anytime”, “You can Oops in my face Maverick”.

Blag Flag’s classic “Slip It In” hits as the champion comes down the ramp with Ian behind her.

ERIC EMERSON: From North Hollywood, CA.: she stands at five foot three inches and weighs one hundred and twenty six pounds, she is the Robinson-Pro Aggression Champion….MARINA BLUE!

The fans, some of them having just held signs for Johnny, hold up pro-Marina posters; “Can I star in your next movie?”, “Will you marry me Marina?”, “Marina, you make me blue!”

She enters the ring and poses for the fans. The bell rings and she gets ready for business.

JON MCDANIEL: Well folks, we’re in for one hell of a contest.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, it should be a real slobberknocker. Both of these competitors are experts at slobbing knockers.

JON MCDANIEL: Alright Corey.

The two athletes tie up, and Johnny gets the upperhand, applying a hammerlock. Marina kicks him hard in the shins to make him break the hold, then spins around and knees him in the gut. She follows with a dropkick, dropping him to the mat. Marina misses on a legdrop, as Johnny rolls away in time.

COREY TAYLOR: What, is Blue trying to channel Hulk Hogan? Well he does have some big titties.

Maverick pummels Blue with open-handed strikes to the head, and gives her a quick knee to the kisser. He whips her into the corner and then charges towards her, executing a running forearm smash. He backs her up against the turnbuckle and lays in to her with a series of chops that get the usual “woo”-ing from the audience.

JON MCDANIEL: Maverick has taken control of this match early, but I wouldn’t get too comfortable yet if I were him.

COREY TAYLOR: If I were him, I’d pull her top off and get me a handful -

JON MCDANIEL: Alright Corey!

Johnny tries to follow up with a gamengiri, but Marina catches his leg. He then tries to perform an enzuigiri with the other leg, but misses, and is knocked on his ass. Marina grabs both feet and performs a wishbone maneuver. She stomps on Johnny’s chest , leaving him clutching himself in pain. Blue bounces off the ropes, but misses with an elbow drop. Johnny comes back with a forearm smash to the face. He pulls her up and sends her into the corner again. He comes at her with a lariat, sending her to the mat. Mav gives her a taste of her own medicine with a few stomps of his own, then jumps up and comes down with a kesagiri chop to the champ’s neck.

JON MCDANIEL: Maverick with a powerful kesagiri chop.

COREY TAYLOR: A what? A quesadilla chop?

JON MCDANIEL: Yeah Corey, that exactly what I said; a powerful quesadilla chop.

Johnny sits on Blue’s lovely chest while pummeling her with more hard chops to the head and neck.

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She manages to get a shoulder up, which doesn’t deter his attack much. She fights to buck him off or squeeze out from under him, and is able to roll over on to her side. Johnny pushes her down on her stomach and applies a camel clutch.

JON MCDANIEL: Johnny locks in the camel clutch. Marina will have to use all her strength to power out or get to the ropes.

COREY TAYLOR: Speaking of camels, did you get a good look at Marina’s-

JON MCDANIEL: Don’t, just stop saying whatever you were going to say!

COREY TAYLOR: Hey I’m just trying add a little color commentary.

JON MCDANIEL: Adding very little.

The champ attempts to tolerate the pain as she crawls towards the ropes. The crowd seems to be divided, with half encouraging her to fight and half telling her to tap. Some folks, like Corey, don’t know what they want.

JON MCDANIEL: She did it, she reached the ropes. Now Maverick has to break the hold immediately.

COREY TAYLOR: So the match continues. Is there anyway they can both lose?

Johnny breaks, but doesn’t give her much space, punting her in the head.

COREY TAYLOR: What the hell? He should be disqualified for that…right?

JON MCDANIEL: Well Johnny is being warned by ref Lance Weston about that. He did break the hold so I guess he followed the rules.

Maverick picks up Marina and applies a side headlock. However, Marina elbows out of it and whips him into the ropes. As he bounces off them, she greets him with a double mule kick, from which she rolls forward into a standing position. She runs to the ropes, jumps onto the second rope, and nails him with a springboard legdrop. She goes for a cover.

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Maverick kicks out. Marina jumps on him and repeatedly hammers his face into the mat. The ref warns her and she instead slaps him in the side of head repeatedly. Johnny grabs her head and slams her face into his shoulder, which breaks it up. Johnny gets up first, runs the ropes, and takes her back down with a crooked arm lariat. He covers…

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She gets a shoulder up. He gets back and runs the ropes again, this time going for THIS IS SPARTA!, which misses. Instead she sidesteps and gets him with a superkick, sending him crashing to the ground.

JON MCDANIEL: Superkick out of nowhere.

COREY TAYLOR: Now she’s channeling that douchebag Chamelion. She’ll rip off anyone.

She goes over to make a cover, but instead changes her mind, deciding to head up to the top rope. She comes down, executing a corkscrew moonsault. She covers…

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Johnny kicks out at the very last second, saving his hopes of regaining the gold. Both competitors are slow to get up. The ref had to start counting, which encourages both wrestlers to get themselves up. They tie up, and Blue get the advantage with an elbow smash to the side of the head. She strikes with knees to the side and chops to the chest and throat. With Johnny on the ropes, she steps back and charges, which causes both of them to fall out and hit the floor. Weston starts counting.

JON MCDANIEL: Both men – er people on the floor. They’re going to get counted out if they don’t get back in.

COREY TAYLOR: Gee wouldn’t that be a shame.

The two of them get up, and Marina grabs Maverick’s head, ramming him into the ringpost. Still, she picks him up and carries him back into the ring, just beating the count.

COREY TAYLOR: Why did she bring him back in? She had the match won!

JON MCDANIEL: Marina doesn’t want to win that way; she wants to get a pin.

COREY TAYLOR: Well she could be making a huge mistake.

Marina attempts to execute a suplex, but Johnny reverses, sending her into the ropes. She comes off, right into an OF,MF! He stands over her fallen body for a moment before going for a cover.

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She gets a shoulder up just in time. Johnny doesn’t think it was in time, and he argues with Weston.

JON MCDANIEL: Well we’ll have to check the replay closely, but I do believe she got her shoulder up just in time. What do you think Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: Uh, I wasn’t really paying attention. These guys still going at it?

JON MCDANIEL: God you’re useless.

Marina dropkicks Johnny into the ropes, but misses on the followup. Mav performs a spinning heel kick. Johnny runs off the ropes and perfectly nails the FAILURE to Launch, locking in the crossface. Marina attempts to power out of it , and almost makes it to the ropes. However, she is forced to give in and she taps out.

ERIC EMERSON: The winner of the match, and neeeeew Aggression champion, Johnnnny Maaaaaverick!!

JON MCDANIEL: Well, it was a tough battle, but Johnny Maverick had enough in him to pull off the victory.

COREY

TAYLOR: Well I hate to say I told you so,…No wait, I love to say I told you so! I told you so, you dumb whore!

Johnny’s celebration is short-lived, as Reaver comes down and gives the new champ a surprise attack. Marina attempts to help out her opponent, but she’s far too weak to do any good, and he kicks her ass too.

COREY TAYLOR: Reaver’s beating down everyone today. They should give him the belt.

JON MCDANIEL: Well I’m sure he’ll be getting another title shot very soon.

Reaver walks off, leaving the competitors bloody and unconscious.

STATIC

Moke, Dragon, and Scottie dance around in women’s underwear, which is a very scary sight. Again, it is obviously heavily editted. Before a picture, that is not editted, shows Scottie Snow pinning Rob Robinson for the PWA World Title.

JON MCDANIEL: We come back from commercial fans and are here for this Robinson Pro Tag Team Championship Title match.

DING DING

J-Kurt and The Dragon step into the ring to start this match off. Collar and elbow, J-Kurt with a fast go behind into a rear waistlock, but Dragon leans forward to send J-Kurt over. J-Kurt in the ropes springing back over Dragon with a flip to land on his feet. J-Kurt with a dropkick sends Dragon into the ropes to bounce back with a running elbow shot aiming to take J-Kurt down. J-Kurt grabs the arm flipping Dragon over to land on his feet.

JON MCDANIEL: Back and forth action from these two stars.

COREY TAYLOR: Well Dragon is a star, J-Kurt is just a fart in the breeze.

Leg sweep from Dragon takes J-Kurt off his feet, but Dragon isn’t finished as he springs to the ropes, back flipping onto J-Kurt for the pin attempt.

ONE! TWO T

Matthew in to break up the pin from the rapid count of Alec Wilcox, who immediately orders Matthew back to his corner. Dragon drags J-Kurt over to the corner where Moke Doshky is extending his hand for the tag. Moke slaps his own chest to make the sound and steps into the ring. Moke tosses JK into the corner, pounding away with rights and lefts in the corner until JK is in a seating position. Moke rams a knee into his face before lifting the youngest Kurtis brother up to lean in the corner. Moke rams his shoulder into J-Kurt’s midsection and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle. Matthew is yelling that Moke didn’t make the tag and the crowd is going along with him.

COREY TAYLOR: What are these idiots yelling about? I heard the tag.

JON MCDANIEL: You heard Moke slapping his own chest, he never once touched The Dragon.

Dragon gets the tag back into the ring before climbing up to the top turnbuckle right behind J-Kurt. Dragon leaps to J-Kurt’s shoulders before rolling forward bringing J-Kurt’s head down on the canvas and hooking the legs for another pin.

ONE! TWO! THRE

Matthew back into break up the quick count pin again.

COREY TAYLOR: What cheating tactics from Bluegrass Mafia here!

JON MCDANIEL: Matthew is jjust saving the match, every team does it.

Moke comes into the match again as Alec pushes Matthew towards his corner. Matthew ducks past the referee but Moke steps quickly back through the ropes, grinning and waving sarcastically as Alec turns around to see what Matthew is going after. Matthew looks at Moke before growling like a bear and stepping back towards his corner. As soon as his back is turned Dragon whips JK into the corner and as Moke chokes him behind the ref’s back Moke chops his chest and kicks him in the ribs repeatedly.

JON MCDANIEL: J-Kurt is in a big time world of hurt and need in this match.

COREY TAYLOR: J-Kurt is usually on the side of need.

J-Kurt tries to shove Dragon off, but Moke has his hands clamped around his neck like a human vice grip and there isn’t much on the shove. Alec turns around and miraculously Moke doesn’t have his hands choking JK anymore instead they are reaching out for a legal tag. Dragon tags the big man in where he immediately begins to pound away on J-Kurt’s ribs with his massive knees and elbows to the face. Moke lifts J-Kurt onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, bringing hiim over into a shoulderbreaker before applying a knee into his shoulder blades and yanking back on his arms. J-Kurt groans in pain and tries to reach for the ropes, but the hold prevents much mobility.

COREY TAYLOR: I heard J-Kurt give up!

JON MCDANIEL: No you didn’t, stop your lying, I swear you are worse than a politician before election day.

J-Kurt tries again to reach for the ropes, but he is too far away. J-Kurt tries to get a foot under him but just as he does Moke releases the hold causing J-Kurt to stumble back from his own momentum. J-Kurt bounces off the ropes throwing an elbow into Dragon’s face before flying forward with the fist cocked and slamming it right into Moke’s mouth.

COREY TAYLOR: Now, what is the point of attacking Dragon there, he isn’t even the legal man!

JON MCDANIEL: To prevent the double team.

Moke stumbles back in surprise, but J-Kurt is using the adrenaline rush. J-Kurt falls to the mat, sweeping Moke’s legs out from under him sending the big man down onto his back. J-Kurt lays there breathing heavily as he looks for his corner. Matthew leans over the corner, his hand extended for the tag. J-Kurt slowly begins the long crawl as he is near Might and Magic’s corner. J-Kurt is half-way there when Matthew leans over with his long reach and J-Kurt launches himself at the hand.

TAG ISN’T MADE!

Dragon leaps in to grab the ankle and prevent the tag! J-Kurt flips over, connecting solidly with Dragon’s skull and his right boot. The force of the kick flips Dragon over onto his back but J-Kurt falls on his back from the exertion of the move. Matthew slaps on the turnbuckle and the crowd is getting behind him taking up the pattern with stomps and claps. Matthew leans down even further, J-Kurt reaches up just fingertips away…

COREY TAYLOR: Moke is back up and heading for J-Kurt! Get hiim Moke!

Moke grabs the ankle, but…

TAG IS MADE!

Matthew comes over the top rope, throwing a big time right hand. Moke reels back, Matthew delivers another right. Moke is in the ropes, but Matthew presses his advantage with another right, he pounds a left into Moke’s ribs before delivering a haymaker that spins Moke around. Matthew with a big boot to Moke’s ass sends him face first into the neutral corner. Moke stumbles back out of the corner, big time clothesline takes Moke down on the canvas. Here comes the Flying Dragon though as he leaps from the top turnbuckle with a scissorskick.

CAUGHT!

Matthew catches The Dragon in mid-scissor.

JON MCDANIEL: What strength!

COREY TAYLOR: Matthew is probably taking some Performance Enhancing Drugs.

Matthew spins around…

BLUEGRASS BOMB!

CENTER OF THE RING!

But Moke is the legal man, not Dragon and Moke is coming back around. Matthew shoves up to his feet as Moke lumbers back into the fight. Matthew ducks under the haymaker of Moke, catching his arm and lifting the big man to show his power. Moke is surprised at Matthew’s strength.

BIG MAN BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!

The ring shakes violently upon Moke and Matthew’s impact with the canvas.

COREY TAYLOR: He better not have broken Mr. The Phoenix’s ring.

JON MCDANIEL: All he is thinking right now is winning those Robinson Pro Tag Team Championship belts!

Dragon rolling up to his feet, a bit shaky, but sensing danger. Matthew makes the cover on Moke as Dragon runs for the pin.

JON MCDANIEL: I can’t believe it!

J-Kurt leaps from the top turnbuckle, over the pin, to grab the running Dragon around the head and execute a tornado DDT over half-way across the ring.

ONE!

Alec is hating to have to do this and making sure that Moke’s shoulders are definitely down. Matthew growls at him as Scottie Snow comes flying down the ramp to interfere.

TWO!

J-Kurt with a running leap, launches himself over the top rope to the outside and slams into Scottie Snow hard! Both men go sprawling as Alec once again looks at the shoulders.

THREE!

Silence…

JON MCDANIEL: They did it!

COREY TAYLOR: They… they… they cheated!

DING DING

ERIC EMERSON: Winners of the match and NEEEEEEW Robinson Pro Tag Team Champions of the World…. Matthew and Jonothan Kurtis… Bluegrass Mafia 2.0!

Matthew kneels in the center of the ring as Moke rolls out of the ring. J-Kurt slides back into the ring as Moke, The Dragon, and Scottie Snow head back up the ramp. Lyndsey slides into the ring, holding both belts and looking down at her husband and youngest Brother-in-law. Lyndsey lays one belt on J-Kurt’s shoulder before kissing Matthew right on the mouth and placing the other belt on his shoulder. Matthew looks up into Lyndsey’s face and he is smiling from ear to ear. The crowd explodes in cheers for the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 as they are the NEW Robinson Pro Tag Team Champions! From the back comes Chad Kurtis, Warren, Bobby Lee, Johnny Maverick, and… Chris Casino?

COREY TAYLOR: Here comes Casino after his punishment to extract some revenge…

JON MCDANIEL: All of the people are in the ring now and surrounding Jonothan and Matthew.

Lyndsey looks at Chris who steps forward and extends a hand towards Jonothan and Matthew, both hesitantly take the offered hand and shake it. Casino nods and looks behind the group, at the top of the ramp. The Freak and Shut Down stand there, clapping before walking down the ramp as well. Everyone surrounds the new Robinson Tag Team Champs to prevent any destruction to this happy occasion , Freak and Shut Down step into the ring.

JON MCDANIEL: What do these two want?

COREY TAYLOR: They are going to attack on Robinson’s orders!

No one knows where The Freak and Shut Down truly stand until they step forward throwing a fist… that turns into a hand shake before they hold up the hand of Matthew and Jonothan Kurtis. The roof nearly explodes with cheers.

Rebel Pro Logo flashes up onto the screen, covering up the Robinson Pro logo.

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