Brawl at Freedom Hall 09/01/2009

Brawl at Freedom Hall
09/01/2009

Fans fill the Freedom Hall in Johnson City, Tennessee; their first Rebel Pro in some time and they are excited about it. The area outside the place where
the ring is; is packed full of fans of all ages. Merchandise booths are nearly full with memorabilia, some of the wrestlers are out there signing autographs
and even some FTC stuff is being sold. Murmurings of conversations are heard along with a few predictions make their way across the small area. Outside,
the fans are waiting in line to purchase the last few remaining tickets in hopes of getting in to see the show, Chad Kurtis is outside signing a few autographs
before the show and chatting with a few children. A sign flips up on the window announcing that there are no more tickets to be had here this evening,
it is now officially a sell-out. As the crowd goes to disperse, Chet makes his way over and informs the crowd that there is enough room in the hall, but
they will have to stand to watch the action. The fans rush over and now each and every fan that wanted in… gets in. “I’m A Rebel” plays through the speakers
as it is time for the show to start.

Jenny Jersey stands in the center of the ring, microphone in her lovely hand, she brings it up to her sexy lips.

JENNY JERSEY: Johnson City!

Crowd pop, but the deafening roar is unbelieveable, Jenny winces from the sound.

JENNY JERSEY: Are we excited?!

They indeed are excited here in Johnson City.

JENNY JERSEY: Well, I have a few announcements here this evening. First, some of the matches have been changed around a bit to add some spice to an already
spicey show. The Freak Show will now be facing, returning for one match… Team PHAT!

The crowd remembers them from before and cheer wildly.

JENNY JERSEY: The Bluegrass Mafia 2.0 will now be facing the team of Scottie Snow and The Phoenix!

The crowd cheers, they don’t really care, but they want to see some damn wrestling.

JENNY JERSEY: And due to being injured at an event for the Pioneer Wrestling Association, Johnny Maverick will be forced to relinquish his #1 Contender’s
Cup to a man of his choice.

The crowd boos, they don’t really like Johnny Maverick. “Banned in D.C.” hits and the boos grow to an enormous proportion as Johnny makes his way down to
the ring, cup in hand. He is wearing a sling and has the cup dangling from his uninjured arm. Johnny takes the offered mic.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: It seems that Larry Gordon is going to make me relinquish this cup. The cup that I rightfully earned, this cup that is mine until I cash
it in.

Johnny smiles cunningly.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: He wants to make me give it up to a person of my choice, well, I can do that. See, I will give it to a man of my same feelings, a man who
believes in what I believe. A man, who can carry the torch of legit wrestling until I make my return, should I so choose to return to this talent forsaken
company.

“Unstoppable” hits the speakers as the fans boo loudly.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: While he believes in the same thing, shares my views, it isn’t Sam Skull.

“Shadow of the Season” hits and the crowd boos again.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: It isn’t the technical master Derek Stephen Taylor either.

Johnny smiles again. JOHNNY MAVERICK: See, this is a man whom I have sort of a history with, a bit in common, and have had dealings with him and his family
before.

“Esscence of Wounds” hits in the hall and the fans make no reaction because they think this is just another false alarm, that is until Derrick Daze walks
from the back with a purpose, anger written on his face. Daze slides into the ring and is immediately in Johnny’s face.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: What are you doing out here Daze?

DERRICK DAZE: You abandoned me this week Johnny, you left me in a handicap match.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: If you can’t tell, I’ve been injured at a PWA event.

DERRICK DAZE: So waht, no phone call, no e-mail, why Johnny? Why damn it!

JOHNNY MAVERICK: Because Daze, I didn’t want to, I had more pressing matters. Besides, why are you so upset?

Daze looks on, anger filling his face.

DERRICK DAZE: You go and get my cousin injured and you think I am not going to retaliate for that. Then on top of that you aren’t going to be my tag team
partner because you had more pressing matters? And you have the nerve to ask me why I’m pissed?!

Johnny holds up the cup.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: See, I had to find someone to give this cup to since Larry Gordon was making me give it up. I had a lot of thinking to do. Had to find
the right person to hold onto the cup, to use it at the right time.

Derrick Daze watches.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: I was just fixing to say his name when you interupted me.

Daze steps back, spreading his left arm saying “Go ahead” Johnny smiles again.

JOHNNY MAVERICK: And my successor to the cup, the one I am to give it to…(normal voice) you Derrick.

Daze smiles and accepts the cup before shaking his hand and placing an arm around Johnny’s shoulders.

DERRICK DAZE: Did you people think we wanted to waste our time in some tag team tournament? We don’t need tag team gold, we want singles gold and to remove
the garbage that has collected over the past years. You filthy inbreeds aren’t worth an explanation, so… f*bleep*k off!

Daze holds the rope so that Johnny can get out easily before he steps through himself and the two head to the back amongst a chorus of boos.

ROB MARTINEZ: Did you see that coming?

COREY TAYLOR: I knew last week when this match was signed, I’m priveledged like that.

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The speakers explode with… AIN’T NOTHIN’ BUT A GANGSTA PARTY?!?!

ROB MARTINEZ: Isn’t that the music of Team P.H.A.T.?

COREY TAYLOR: I hope so! I’ve missed those two!

Kid Flash and Johnny Afro, the first two graduates of the REBEL Underground’s wrestling academy, emerge from the curtains. Some fans cheer for their surprise
return while the rest boo, remembering their antics. They begin walking down the aisle.

JENNY JERSEY: The following is a tag-team contest scheduled for one fall. The winner will advance to the second round of the Best of the Best tournament.
Introducing first, at a combined weight of three hundred ninety four pounds… Johnny Afro, Kid Flash… TEAM P.H.A.T!

Before the next intro song cues up, Shut Down and The Freak run out from the curtains, steel chairs in hand!

ROB MARTINEZ: They must be angry that they did not get to face their original opponents!

COREY TAYLOR: They can cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it!

Shut Down hits Afro from behind. The Freak does the same to Flash! The Freak Show grab the heads of their opponents… and bash them together! Again! Again!
And then plow each of them with simultaneous chair shots! Shut Down takes out a pair of handcuffs!

ROB MARTINEZ: My god… he just handcuffed Johnny Afro to the guard rail!

The Freak Show take Kid Flash and throw him into the ring.

DING DING

Shut Down covers Flash!

ONE!

TWO!

Shut Down gets off of his opponent! The Freak Show want to inflict more damage! The Freak goes off of the ropes… Rolling Thunder! He picks Flash up, pushes
him into the corner… Irish whips him into a huge lariat from Shut Down! He spins hundreds of degrees in the air and lands brutally on his side! Shut Down
picks him up… the seven foot, two inch monster with a gorilla press! He holds him high up in the air as Johnny Afro unsuccessfully tries to get out of
the handcuffs.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is an ASSAULT!

Shut Down throws Flash high in the air and he falls down to the mat, hitting it HARD! Unbeknownst to anyone in the ring, “Sweet” Junior Soprano has emerged
with bolt cutters! A cigar dangling from his mouth, he cuts his old stablemate loose! Meanwhile, The Freak is going up top as Flash struggles to get to
his feet! But Afro runs down to the ring… he knocks The Freak off of the turnbuckle! The Freak flips forward onto his back! Afro runs into the ring but
he is met by a barrage of punches from Shut Down! Shut Down sends him off of the ropes… ducks his head for a back body drop but Afro boots his head! Shut
Down staggers back right into Soprano who holds both his arms! Afro goes off of the ropes but Shut Down manages to elbow his way out of the hold. He scoops
up Soprano from behind and throws him cross-body style at the running Afro! Both fall to the ground! Soprano gets up quickly but he is met by a boot to
the gut from Shut Down! POWER BOMB! Afro tries to stand up… POWER BOMB! The Freak gets back up top… he delivers the shooting star press he tried before
onto Flash! He goes up top again… a SECOND shooting star press, this time to Soprano! Afro slowly gets to his feet. Shut Down hoists him on his shoulders
as The Freak goes up top. BIG TOP INSANITY!

COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

ROB MARTINEZ: The Freak Show is DAMN HUNGRY!

COREY TAYLOR: I have to admit… that was pretty nasty! I ALMOST enjoyed the Freak Show!

The former World Tag Champions make their way to the back, acknowledging their many fans. They go behind the curtains and come back with sacs of dolls!
They are handing them out!

COREY TAYLOR: That looks like Al Snow!

ROB MARTINEZ: And Beth Phoenix!

TOGETHER: They’re… bloody dolls! The Freak Show spends some serious face time with the fans much to their delight and give out free dolls. Bloody dolls.
Of Al Snow and Beth Phoenix.

ROB MARTINEZ: Hopefully the next matches in the tournament will be more of a challenge for Freak Show, or else they are going to start their dominance reign
again.

COREY TAYLOR: With Bloodshed and more dolls?

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“The Final Countdown”… no it is “The swing version of the Pink Panther theme hits… no wait, it changes back to Europe’s “Final Countdown” before The
Phoenix struts from the back with Scottie Snow following behind, his head held a bit low.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-five pounds, representing the Pioneer Wrestling Association… THE PHOENIX and SCOTTIE
SNOW!

The fans mainly boo because these PWA guys, well The Phoenix completely, think that this promotion isn’t worth their time; but they reach out to touch Scottie
Snow’s hands. The Phoenix looks on with distaste as he walks on to the ring to await his opponents, the Bluegrass Mafia 2.0.

“My Old Kentucky Home” blares as the sounds of the fans’ cheers nearly lift the roof off of the building as Jonothan and Matthew Kurtis walk from the back.
It isn’t the opponents they have prepared for, but they don’t seem to care, it is a different opponent, but one they feel they can handle with ease. Milicent
and Lyndsey walk with them as they make their way down to ringside.

JENNY JERSEY: Now making their way to the ring at a total combined weight of five hundred and thirty-five pounds, JONOTHAN and MATTHEW KURTIS… BLUEGRASS
MAFIA 2.0!

DING DING

In the ring is the PWA’s own Phoenix and current GWA Global champion, he circles in the ring against the big man, Matthew Kurtis. Phoenix and Matthew go
for a lock up, but Phoenix tags in Scottie Snow, who shakes his head and tries to tag Phoenix back in. Phoenix yells that Scottie wanted some spotlight
so get in there and get some spotlight; Scottie hops over the top rope to face the big Matthew Kurtis. Matt swings with a big right hand, Scottie ducks
under with a swift kick to the back of Matthew’s legs taking him down to one knee. Snow hits the ropes with a springboard spin kick to Matthew’s skull
taking him down to the canvas on his front. Scottie yells to the crowd, but Phoenix is right there to get his attention and get him concentrating on the
match. Scottie pulls Matthew up, but the big man shoves him into the corner where he tags in his brother Jonothan to take some action. J-Kurt flips over
the top, with a double foot stomp to Snow’s midsection before pulling him up. Irish whip into the ropes and Phoenix tags himself into the match. Shoulder
block through the ropes to J-Kurt then a sunset flip into a pin attempt, Phoenix releases the pin as Matthew comes into the ring to break it up. Phoenix
whips Scottie into Matthew’s path, but the big man side steps him in favor of going after Phoenix. As Matthew corners the Pantheon member, he delivers
a well placed toe kick to the middle of Matthew’s legs and the big man tumbles down to his knees.

ROB MARTINEZ: Is it just me, or does it appear that The Phoenix doesn’t want any part of Matthew Kurtis?

COREY TAYLOR: It… is just you.

Phoenix yells for Scottie to come over here and leave the little kid alone, so Scottie drops Jonothan on the canvas and heads over to deliver a running
bulldog on Matthew Kurtis. Phoenix pulls the weary Jonothan Kurtis up delivering a series of chops and forearms to the chest and face of the youngest Kurtis
brother. J-Kurt is in the corner and Phoenix climbs up on the top rope in a mounted position over Jonothan and begins to pound away at his face in the
mandatory ten punches that you see. The crowd is counting along and the Phoenix looks, but sees only Scottie Snow being pounded in the opposite corner.
Phoenix shrugs his shoulders before turning to pound away some more on J-Kurt. A hand grabs him from behind and the Phoenix gulps, he is spun around, but
he manages a dropkick that sends Matthew to squash his brother in the corner. Phoenix drops to the canvas in a forearms and knees position before scurrying
back up to whip the weary Scottie Snow into the big man. Scottie plows into Matthew, but has little effect as Matthew comes charging out of the corner
taking Scottie down with a clothesline. Phoenix looks up to taunt Matthew into charging at him, Matthew does and Phoenix drops to the canvas, but Matthew
goes sailing over the top rope and lands on his head on the floor. Phoenix jumps up, looks down and laughs at Matthew’s predicament before turning to see
Scottie Snow. Scottie is once again being beaten by a member of Bluegrass Mafia 2.0.

COREY TAYLOR: Scottie is doing his best to lose this match for The Phoenix.

ROB MARTINEZ: Scottie is trying to win, but Jonothan Kurtis is just that good.

Phoenix comes over to turn J-Kurt around and deliver a scoop slam near mid-ring. Scottie goes for the pin, but Phoenix shoves him out of the way and climbs
to the top rope to deliver his finisher, The Ashes, to J-Kurt. He makes the cover and the referee counts.

One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: The winners of the match and advancing to Round Two of the 2009 Best of the Best tournament… Scottie Snow and The Phoenix!

Phoenix is berating Scottie in the middle of the ring, explaining what he should have done differently and Scottie is taking the criticism in as a learning
experience. Phoenix looks over at Jenny Jersey.

PHOENIX: Next time, my name comes first!

ROB MARTINEZ: Phoenix and Snow able to pull out a victory here.

COREY TAYLOR: Thanks to the perfect elbow from The Phoenix.

As Scottie and the Phoenix leave the ring, here come The Freak Show, they want to get their hands on The Phoenix and Scottie Snow. Scottie is ready to take
them on beside The Phoenix, but when he turns to nod that he is ready, all he sees is the back of Phoenix’s mask making its way through the crowd. Scottie
looks back and here are The Freak Show coming closer, he hops the railing and follows after The Phoenix, living to fight another day.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Freak and Shut Down thought they would be facing Phoenix and Scottie here tonight.

COREY TAYLOR: But Larry Gordon wanted to change things up a bit, the idiot, the unfair tactics of the ones in charge.

ROB MARTINEZ: But truly, the best will overcome all adversity.

COREY TAYLOR: Definitely, no matter what curve balls Larry Gordon throws at Phoenix and Scottie, they will overcome it.

ROB MARTINEZ: Now to our next match, The only singles match of the night, “The Show” takes on Sam Skull.

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“Cocky” by Kid Rock. Cue the raucous response from the fans as Jenny Jersey prepares the introduction.

JENNY JERSEY: This next contest is scheduled for one fall under PURE! WRESTLING! RULES!

The fans cheer louder at the idea of Kurtis proving himself against a self-proclaimed wrestling icon.

JENNY JERSEY: First… from PA-DU-CAAAAAH, Kentucky… weighing TWO hundred and THIRty pounds… HE! IS!… the SHOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW! CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!
KUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRR-TISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

The roof nearly lifts off the arena with the sounds of the fans cheers. Kurtis emerges from the back with a fist raised in the air before heading down the
ramp toward the ring. He grabs a sign from a fan in the front row which reads “MIKEY 1… 2, CHAD’S COMING FOR YOU!” He nods his head as he holds it up
to the camera before handing it back to the fan. He points to another fan with a sign a bit further back and beats his heart. It reads: “MIKEY, ARE YOU
GONNA RUN FROM CHAD TOO?”

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis is one of the all-time greatest performers in this company, Corey. Tonight… he’s meeting Sam Skull on his level. The words thrown
between these two all week suggest we should prepare ourselves for ALL… OUT… WAR!

COREY TAYLOR: Or a funeral. Sam Skull promises to snap Chad Kurtis’ spine and that EXACTLY what’s he’s going to do. He doesn’t make threats, Rob.

Kurtis gets to the rolls under the bottom rope and climbs the turnbuckle to the second rope where he outstretches his arms to bask in the cheers of the
fans as the music changes to “Unstoppable” by E.S. Posthumus.

JENNY JERSEY: AND HIS OPPONENT! From Fukuchiyama, Japan VIA PENNNNNNNsylvania… weighing TWO hundred and EIGHTY POOOOUNNNNDDDSSSS! HE! IS! SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM!
SKUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

The boos are almost deafening as Kurtis drops from the turnbuckle and awaits the challenger on the otherside of the ring. Skull emerges from the back, complete
with his patent skull mask on his face, and stares down at Kurtis. He points to him and then makes a stick snapping gesture before making his way down.
Fans reach out and he threatens to hit them.

ROB MARTINEZ: He’s a monster. He’s a brute. He’s going to try and teach Kurtis a lesson in wrestling but the veteran of REBEL-Pro is CERTAINLY someone who
can hold his own in this business.

COREY TAYLOR: Hold his own. That’s like asking a fifth grader to arm wrestle a body builder. This is like taking candy from a baby, Rob… except this time
the baby gets squashed under the boot of the giant. Kurtis is the baby.

ROB MARTINEZ: Yeah. I got that.

Skull rolls under the bottom rope and walks right up to Kurtis and gets in his face, smiling a sadistic grin as he peers into the eyes of Kurtis. Kurtis’
eyes are lit with intensity as the referee gets between them and urges them to their respective corners.

ROB MARTINEZ: These two men have declared WAR on each other. And this ring the battleground. Something tells me that even after we’ve got a victor tonight
this won’t end here.

COREY TAYLOR: Well when Kurtis loses… he should just DROP it and let it be and just hope Skull decides he’s finished with him. He’s nothing more than
a garbage wrestler compared to the likes of THE Sam Skull.

The bell sounds and Kurtis rushes Skull with a clothesline which he ducks beneath. Chad rebounds off the ropes and Skull catches both arms and headbutt
him twice in the face before tossing him over his head with a double arm capture overhead release suplex and a deafening boo from the fans.

COREY TAYLOR: See? I told you. Kurtis is a garbage wrestler and the teacher is here to show him a lesson or two!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis is NOT garbage. He’s a Triple Crown Champion!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah. When SAM SKULL wasn’t on the roster. Skull’s gonna snap his spine!

Skull rises to his

feet and pulls Kurtis to his. A stiff knee to the bread basket knocks the wind out of Chad’s sails, followed by a forearm to the shoulders,
driving Kurtis into the canvas again. Sam takes Chad by the arm and applies a wristlock, putting his on Chad’s face he falls backwards delivering a devastating
inverted stomp facebreaker that leaves Kurtis rolling around the canvas clutching his face.

ROB MARTINEZ: UnbeLIEVable, Corey. Kurtis is being had right from the get go Skull is unrelenting. Kurtis yanked to his feet, whip to the corner. Skull
charges in an-OH MY GOD! SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE OFF THE TOP ROPE INTO THE BACK OF CHAD’S SKULL!

COREY TAYLOR: They say Sam was nicknamed the Black Skull in Japan because of his obsession with getting inside his opponent’s head.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, they call Chad Kurtis the Show because he IS the Show.

Kurtis lies on his stomach in the centre of the ring as Skull climbs to the top rope. He gives the entire crowd a wicked and sadistic grin as he leaps,
landing with both feet onto Chad Kurtis’ shoulders. The fans boo hysterically as Kurtis flails about, clutching his right shoulder in agony. Sam leans
down, take him by the right arm and applies a wristlock to his laying opponent before stomping right into the shoulder joint. The fans groan as Skull lets
two more stomps go into that loosened joint.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sam Skull is trying to immobilise one of the most popular competitors in REBEL-Pro. He’s working that right shoulder, removing it from the
equation.

COREY TAYLOR: And the ANSWER to your equation, Rob, is Sam Skull wins. This is a TECHNICAL wrestling contest. Not GARBAGE wrestling like Chad Kurtis likes
to show off.

ROB MARTINEZ: Skull grabs a handful of Kurtis’ hair and SINGLE AXE-HANDLES TO THAT RIGHT COLLAR BONE! SOMEBODY STOP HIM!

COREY TAYLOR: Skull came out with a plan to save us from Kurtis. And that’s what he’s doing. He’s SAVING US!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis pulled to his feet and Sam has that right arm… he’s YANKING… HARD! at the joint, Corey. He’s trying to pull that right arm out
of it’s socket.

Sam tugs hard at that right arm twice more before whipping Chad Kurtis into the ropes, yet Kurtis clutches desperately to the top rope to save himself.
Skull charges at him and clotheslines him over the top rope, turning his back to the Show to soak in the reaction of the fans for a moment. Behind his
back, Kurtis “skins the cat”, holding onto the top rope and using his agility to pull himself back into the ring. Skull turns around and Chad drives him
into the canvas with a big clothesline.

ROB MARTINEZ: KURTIS IS ALIVE! Another BIG clothesline. Skull bounces up like a basketball and this time CHAD HITS A SPINNING HEEL KICK!

COREY TAYLOR: NO! Make him STOP!

Kurtis heaves Skull onto his feet and whips him into the ropes, he catches him in the centre of the ring with a big inverted atomic drop that has the fans
on their feet. He grabs Skull by the ankles and tucks them into his arms, catapulting Skull into the corner where he hits his chest on the top turnbuckle
and bounces around onto his back, arms dangling over the top rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: WILL WE SEE IT? Chad heads to the corner and-

COREY TAYLOR: NO! NO! NO! IT CAN’T BE!

ROB MARTINEZ: BLUEGRASS BREEZE! THERE’S THE COVER! ONE!… TWO!… THREEE! NO! Long two. Almost a pinfall for Kurtis there!

Kurtis rolls of Skull and onto his knees, clutching his shoulder. Sam sits up clutching his sternum. Kurtis gets to his feet and heaves Skull to his, he
whips him into the ropes and links arms for an armdrag, yet Skull reverses and sends Kurtis to the canvas. Kurtis bounces to his feet and charges, this
time Skull attempting the arm drag and Kurtis reversing it. Both men stop as the fans roar with delight. Skull smiles like he found the whole situation
amusing. Kurtis looks determined, still rolling that right arm in it’s socket.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis is gritty and determined and READY to make a point of Sam Skull here, Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: Skull seems to be enjoying this. Making this garbage WORK for his money instead of dance for his dollar.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis is NO a sell-out. He LIVES for these fans.

COREY TAYLOR: And tonight… he DIES for them, too.

Kurtis calls for a test of strength, Skull accepts and spins his body into Kurtis’ and heaves him over the shoulder with an over the shoulder armdrag which
he turns into an armbar submission. The fans grow hysterical as Kurtis quickly throws feet out, trying to hook a rope. He manages to do so and the referee
tries to make Sam break the hold on that right arm. Skull won’t so the referee counts, forcing Sam to release right on the five.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sam Skull calls Kurtis a cheat yet won’t relinquish his hold when the rope break is made.

COREY TAYLOR: He still had FIVE good legal seconds to lock that on.

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis REALLY favouring that shoulder. Skull with boot to belly, Kurtis taken into a side headlock, moved into a GUILLOTINE CHOKE! THE BODY
SCISSORS PULLS KURTIS TO THE CANVAS AND HE’S GRASPING FOR A ROPE!

COREY TAYLOR: CHOKE THAT SELL OUT, SAM!

ROB MARTINEZ: Kurtis grabs a rope and the referee FORCIBLY removes Skulls’ grip.

Skull bursts to his feet and threatens them with a backhand. He turns around and a boot to the and a reverse STO that has the fans on their feet. Kurtis
makes the cover! ONE!… TWO!… SHOULDER UP! Kurtis bounces to his feet and heads to the ropes, leaping onto the secondrope for a springboard moonsault.
The fans roar as Kurtis gets to his feet again and heaves Skull up onto his feet, whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a dropkick right on
the chin. He heaves him to his feet again.

ROB MARTINEZ: KURTIS WITH A FRANKENSTEINER! This could be over!

COREY TAYLOR: He’s going up top! SOMEONE GET HIM DOWN FROM THERE!

Skull rises to his feet and punches Kurtis in the belly, he drops to a seated position on the top turnbuckle and Skulls hooks him up to deliver a Burning
Hammer but Kurtis wriggles out of it and delivers an elevated reverse DDT as he falls behind Skull. The fans erupt as Kurtis heaves Skull to his feet.
ROB MARTINEZ: Sam Skull has been DRIVEN into the canvas here by Chad Kurtis. The Show heaves Skull to his feet an- CK FINALE! IT’S DONE! IT’S OVER!

COREY TAYLOR: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

ROB MARTINEZ: ONE! TWO! THREE! YES! KURTIS HAS DONE IT!

COREY TAYLOR: NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOOO!

Kurtis bursts up off the fallen Sam Skull with both fists high above his head. He pumps them and beats one fist on his heart as the fans go wild for Kurtis’
defeat of Sam Skull.

ROB MARTINEZ: Chad Kurtis has silenced Sam Skull and critics… for now. A CK Finale and Sam Skull was pinned, 1-2-3, and this over. Kurtis proves he is
NOT a garbage wrestler. He proves he’s one of the BEST competitors REBEL-Pro has ever seen.

COREY TAYLOR: Best or luckiest? He caught Skull off guard with that reverse DDT. Lucky break.

ROB MARTINEZ: I beg to differ but lucky break or not… Skull has been defeated. We’ll be RIGHT back.

COREY TAYLOR: Can we just move onto the next match now?

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“The Champion In Me” hits and here comes Justin Thyme and Christopher Samsonite to a big crowd reaction filled with cheers from this Johnson City crowd!
JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and forty-six pounds… they are the team of Justin Thyme, Christopher Samsonite… NITE THYME!
Justin and Chris slap hands as they run down to the ring and spring first to the apron and then flip over the top rope into the ring.

“Everyone I Went to High School With Is Dead” blares and the crowd boos heavily as from the back marches the Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions, the Jonas Brothers.
JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing their opponents, weighing in at a total combined weight of four hundred and sixty-six pounds… they are
your Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… Jim and Tommy… THE JONAS BROTHERS!

Jim and Tommy make their way down to the ring with their titles held over their right shoulders.

DING DING

Jim and Justin are starting this match off for their respective teams, but Jim is the only one out here for the Jonas Brothers and this is a title match.
Jim with a boot to Justin’s midsection following it up with a DDt taking him down to the canvas. Jim lifts Justin up, but he reverses the body slam attempt
into a small package and gets a two count before Jim can kick out. There comes Tommy into the ring from the entrance way to deliver a skull crushing chair
shot to Justin that takes hiim back down. Chris is no where to be seen, because he is unscious on the ring apron and handcuffed to the bottom rope as a
pool of his own blood surrounds him, ever so slowly. Jim and Tommy whip Justin into the ropes and deliver a big time back body drop to the canvas. Jim
hits the ropes delivering a leg drop as Tommy dives from the top turnbuckle with a front flip into a body splash.

ROB MARTINEZ: That is completely unfair!

COREY TAYLOR: What are you talking about?

Tommy hits the ropes and baseball slides into the handcuffed Chris to send him dangling from his wrist before Tommy turns back to find Justin with a heel
hhook submission on his brother Jim. Tommy rushes over, but Justin with a quick kick-out catches Tommy in the knee and he folds quickly to the mat. Justin
springs to the top turnbuckle and back with a diving elbow catches Jim on the back on his neck and he whips Jim into the ropes, spinning leg sweep takes
Jim off his feet and his head slams into Tommy’s cranium. Justin is on fire here as he Pulls Jim back up and uses a plastic tie from his pants to tie Jim
to the top turnbuckle. Justin picks up a steel chair, he runs, he delivers a ugly looking shot to the skull of Jim Jonas and the bigger brother folds like
an acordian. Justin is on a roll and he makes a quick check of his best friend and tag partner, Christopher Samsonite and he gets rolled up from behind!
One… Two… Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and STIIIIIIIIIIILL Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions…. Jim and Tommy… the Jonas Brothers!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it, Justin was in complete control.

COREY TAYLOR: Believe it Rob, these cat daddies are here to stay.

ROB MARTINEZ: And next is our main event of the evening.

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A strange mixture of Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs and “Heavy Metal Machine” blares as from the back come two hated men in the form of Mikey Massacre and
Cuzin’ Zeke. The crowd doesn’t cheer at all, but instead fills the hall with boos.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and ninety-eight pounds, the team of the World Champion Mikey Massacre and the Carolinas Champion
Cuzin’ Zeke…. FTC!

Boos, until “Don’t Wanna Stop” hits in the hall and from the back comes Demo-man and Macculloch, they rush down to the ring, ready to get their hands on
Zeke and Mikey.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of five hundred and one pounds… Demo-man and Macculloch… TOTAL DESTRUCTION ALLIANCE!

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go Corey, here we go.

COREY TAYLOR: FTC! FTC! FTC!

Mikey and Mac lock up in the center, Mikey is quickly Irish whipped into the ropes, to rebound with a fist that he drives into Mac’s gut, doubling him over.
Mikey leaps into the air with a leg drop driving Mac’s face into the canvas before pulling hi up to a vertical base and shoving him into the waiting arms
of Zeke. Mikey turns around, nailing the charging Demo-man with a clothesline before turning his attention back to Mac who is struggling in the corner.
Right from Mikey, left from Mikey, right, left, right, left, and Mikey is going to town on Mac’s face, his former trainee. Mikey tags Zeke into the contest
and the big man steps over the top rope to pull Mac back up to his feet, forearm choke in the corner before lifting him up to the top turnbuckle. Zeke
follows up afterwards and as Mikey tosses Demo-man over the top rope, Zeke nails a top rope superplex that drives the wind rightout of Mac’s sails. Mikey
turns to get Zeke to cover, but is grabbed by the ankles by Demo-man who pulls him out of the ring. Demo slams a forearm into Mikey’s face before whipping
him into the railing, he follows with a high knee lift that catches Mikey under the chin, throwing his head backwards. Demo grabs Mikey’s face and slams
it into the railing, looks at his forehead and slams it down again. Inside the ring Zeke has Mac up in a vertical suplex position, but Mac reverses and
falls to the canvas sending Zeke’s skull crashing into the canvas with an inverted DDT, he makes the quick cover but only receives a count of two as Zeke
rolls the shoulder up to prevent the elimination. Demo slams a fist into Mikey’s skull before lifting him up and dropping him face first on the apron,
then happily slamming his head into the ringpost for good measure. Mikey is stunned and stumbling around the ringside area, looking for an escape. Demo-man
charges in slamming a steel chair into Mikey’s skull that sends him down to both knees.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke and Mikey may need to change their game plan.

COREY TAYLOR: Of what? They are wearing out their competition.

Mack stands in the center of the ring, making sure that things are handled properly. Mac pulls Zeke back up delivering a knee kick to the bigger man before
sending him into a corner where he plows him with a Celtic body splash. Zeke is falling out of the corner when Mac charges in with a running bulldog taking
Zeke down to the canvas and Mac is on fire. On the outside of the ring Demo pulls Mikey back up to his feet, but Massacre nails Demo-man with a set of
brass knuckles and busts him open sending him crashing down to the floor. Mikey has a trickle of blood running down his forehead from the chair shot, but
it seems to have awakened him to the seriousness of this contest. Mikey slides into the ring behind Macculloch. The former trainee turns at the tap of
his shoulder and throws a punch but Mikey avoids the blow as he shakes a finger in Mac’s face. Mac throws a nother punch, but Mikey avoids the blow again
and delivers a stiff right hand of his own into Mac’s Celtic face, once, twice, and a third and fourth time. Mac is dazed from the rapid succession of
the blows, but is powerless to do anything as Zeke rolls him up for a pin and Mikey drops a leg across his throat. FTC get a count of two before Demo-man
pulls Mack out of the position and stomps on Mikey’s head before nailing Zeke with a foot to the temple. Zeke rolls over to his front and shoves himself
up to face Demo-man, Demo with a right, but Zeke catches the blow. Demo throws another right, but Zeke catches it as well, Demo goes for a low blow, but
Mikey nails a low blow of his own to Demo and the former bass singer is now singing a higher pitch. Demo drops to his knees as Zeke still holds his fists
in his hand, preventing Demo from comforting his wounded pride. Demo has tears running down his face to mix with the blood, after all, who wouldn’t tear
up if their man hood was hit with a set of spikey brass knuckles?

ROB MARTINEZ: Brass knuckles are bad enough, but ones with thumbtacks attached?

COREY TAYLOR: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Mikey is pounding the brass knuckles into Demo’s shoulder blades now with right after right when he is nailed from behind with a steel chair. Mikey turns
around, another swing connects and this one is going… going… Mikey is gone to Sleepyland as he falls to lean on Demo. Mac leaps up to nail Zeke with
a blow, but Demo manages to shove Zeke at the wrong time and the swing misses, Demo and Zeke go outside of the ring. Mac lifts Mikey up and places him
in the corner before placing the chair in front of his face. Mac gets a head of steam and running dropkick right into the steel, which drives it into Mikey’s
face. Mac gets up, while the other Mack, watches on in enjoyment. Macculloch pulls Mikey up whipping him into the other corner where Demo has just placed
a steel chair and Mikey slams head first into the steel, bending it way out of shape and rendering it useless. Mikey is almost pouring blood as he is pulled
up from the canvas, but the crowd is loving it. Mikey isn’t pouring blood because he wants to anymore, but Mac is back for at least one match and is causing
Mikey to pour blood! Demothumbs Zeke in the eyes to , well, just because he wants to and Zeke is now tearing up, but anyone would when that happens. Demo
lifts up the ring apron to pull out… you guessed it… a table, no wait, it is a stack of tables. Demo is struggling but he has them all out and is setting
one of them up beside the ring. Demo sets up another table and sets it on top of the first one before he rolls Zeke under the top one and onto the bottom
table. Demo gets a fire extinguisher from under the ring and sprays Zeke’s body while holding his nose, the crowd laughs, but Mikey is thrown over the
ropes, thanks to a top rope superplex from Macculloch, and goes crashing back first through the top table and onto Zeke.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh my God!

ROB MARTINEZ: The table didn’t break! Zeke has got to be hurting!

Macculloch points at the table wreckage and to the crowd, before pointing to himself and back to the table. The crowd gets his meaning immediately and Mac
hits the ropes… suicide plancha over the top and a flip sends him onto the wreckage and through the mess to break the table on bottom. Demo pulls his
brother out of the wreckage and both begin to set up another table before Demo spreads some flammable liquid on the table and Mac pulls Mikey up to body
slam him on the table, Demo lights a match. Zeke somehow tackles Macculloch which sends him into Demo and the match goes out. The smell awakens Mikey who
rolls off of the table and pulls Macculloch up to pepper him with a series of quick rights and lefts. Mikey drags him onto the table and Zeke slides a
copy of “The Best of Macculloch” DVD under the head of Macculloch. Mikey jumps up and delivers a sick looking piledriver through the DVD and table to send
Macculloch into Gagaland. Mikey rolls Macculloch into the ring as Zeke rolls in a nearly unconscious Demo-man into the ring. They both make the cover on
both men and “Incredible” Mack is forced to count.

One……………..

Mack looks to make sure no shoulder is up, damn how he hates to have to do this match this way.

Two……………

He checks again, to make sure.

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match and advancing to the second round of the 2009 Best of the Best Tournament… Zeke and Mikey…. FTC!

Zeke and Mikey get up as Mack goes to get out of the ring, but Mikey turns him around and forces him to hold their hands high in the air. Mack looks before
giving Zeke and Mikey the finger. Zeke is furious and whips Mack around, planting a boot into his gut and getting him in a piledriver position. Mikey slides
a steel chair under his head and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Mikey jumps, top rope assisted piledriver onto the chair and Mack isn’t moving. Mikey pulls
him up and sets up the steel chair, he is breathing heavily as Zeke rolls Demo and Macculloch out of the ring. Mikey places Mack’s chin on the chair and
a springboard leg drop breaks the chair and possibly Mack’s neck as he flops on the canvas with his eyes closed. The crowd is booing heavily now.

ROB MARTINEZ: This is uncalled for, utterly uncalled for.

COREY TAYLOR: Mack wanted to stick his nose in FTC business, he must pay the price.

The crowd’s boos become even louder as from the back comes the team of Hardcore Entertainment, Bubba J and the hobbling Vincent Black. Vincent gets Mikey
to lay Mack’s neck over the apron, and he begins to wail away on the already injured neck, with his metal crutch, all four men are laughing, but then the
boos turn to cheers as here comes Chad Kurtis! The Freak! Shut Down! and… Mike Trey! Bubba J, Vincent, Mikey, and Zeke get ready.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here comes the calvary!

COREY TAYLOR: Party poopers.

But with Vincet’s leg the way it is, he isn’t much help, his leg buckles under him and Mike Trey begins to stomp away at his face and head. But Bubba J
turns to help his friend to be caught with a chair shot to the back of his head, Mikey is nailing Chad Kurtis with rights and lefts, as Shut Down and Zeke
exchange rights and lefts. The Freak pulls Bubba J up, spins him around and headbutts him back down, Mike and Freak begin to pound Bubba J into the ground
and the Rebel All-stars are in control, but here comes Sam Skull, fresh off his first singles defeat, he takes down The Freak with a inzeguri kick, turning
to take Mike Trey out with a leg sweep; he mounts both men and all three begin to brawl. Bubba J gets up and heads into the fray as well, he pulls Freak
out from under….

Blackness as the feed is lost, we have run out of time.

Credits

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