EXTREME MEASURES 01/19/2010

Extreme Measures
1-19-2010
Underground Arena-Raleigh, NC
Inside the arena, people are filing into the main part, ready for some Rebel Pro action to fix their need. Hundreds of people pack the atrium as some fans
take their sweet time to go through the doors into the main portion of the arena. A few fans wear Freak Show apparel, dozens upon dozens wear Chad Kurtis
t-shirts, some Rex Caliber t-shirts, and the best of Rebel 2008 DVDs are selling faster than ever as they want to get the few remaining copies of the DVD.
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Jenny Jersey: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall.

“Driver’s High” by L’arc En Ciel blast over the P.A to a loud chorus of boos as “The American Samurai” Dez Carter makes his way to the ring.

Rob Martinez: The fans sure don’t like Dez Carter.

Corey Taylor: And for once, I agree. I hope Black cripples this guy.

Jenny Jersey: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, weighing in at two-hundred thirty five pounds… “The American Samurai” Dez Carter!

Carter’s music is cut off and replaced by The Acacia Strain’s “Carbomb” as the nearly seven foot Vincent Black walks out from the back. And the crowd…
continues to boo, loudly.

Corey Taylor: And here is your winner.

Rob Martinez: Oh please, the match hasn’t even started yet but after Carter’s last outing, I don’t like his chances.

Jenny Jersey: And his opponent, from Glenn Falls, New York, weighing in at three-hundred forty one pounds, he is one half of the World Tag Team Champions…
Vincent Black!

Black steps over the top rope and into the ring as he eyes Carter like a starving wolf. Alan Stone calls for the bell and Carter runs in at Black. BIG
BOOT to the skull of Dez and he might be unconscious early in this match up. Black goes to the outside and throws a chair into the ring. Another chair,
a table, the ring bell, and a roll of barb wire.

Rob Martinez: Oh this is unnecessary, you already have him beat.

Corey Taylor: Some needs to show what happens when you don’t care enough to record a promo.

Dez is starting to stir, THWACK, head shot with a steel chair sends him right back to dream street. Black sets up the table against the turnbuckle… HIGH
ANGLE BELLY TO BELLY THROUGH THE TABLE! Dez is broken in half! Black picks the limp form of what used to be a professional wrestler… SPINE BUSTER onto
a steel chair. Vincent gets back to his feet and smiles at the crowd who has become strangely silent as they watch the complete destruction of Dez Carter
inside the ring. Black goes back to the outside and grabs a beer from someone in the audience and relaxes a minute with a cold one. After downing the beer,
Black steps back into the ring and grabs one of the chairs and folds it over Dez Carter’s ankle.

Rob Martinez: Come on, someone put a stop to this.

STOMP… SNAP goes the ankle as Vincent put all three-hundred plus pounds on the chair. Alan Stone is pleading with Black to just end it already, Black however
just shrugs off the official and goes to pick up the helpless Dez and tosses him over the top rope. Black now to the outside; he hoists Carter up in a
gorilla press… and he bounces Carter’s head off the steel steps, busting him wide open. Vincent picks him up again, this time throwing him over the guard
rail into to the horrified crowd.

Corey Taylor: And let this be a lesson to everyone that thinks they don’t need to record promos for their matches.

Rob Martinez: This is more than just a lesson, this is just plain wrong. Come on, stop the damn match.

Vincent grabs a crutch from one hapless fan and brings it down hard across the injured leg of Dez. The pain seems to wake carter up momentarily as he screams
in agony before passing out once again. Black pulls Dez to his feet and delivers a sidewalk slam onto a steel chair that the occupant just barely managed
to vacate in time. Dez Carter is hurt. Bad. Paramedics are now coming out from the locker room area but are unable to do anything until this match ends.
Rob Martinez: Well I’m not a fan of how Dez Carter reneged on his obligation to shoot a promotional video but this has to stop. No man deserves to go through
this.

Corey Taylor: Hey, if you don’t respect REBEL Pro enough to shoot a two minute promo, this is what you get.

Black slings Carter over his shoulder, heads back to the ring and gorilla presses him over the top rope onto the mat. Vincent steps back into the ring
and grabs Dez. A NEW HOPE! A pin… NO! Black stands up and heads back out of the ring. He begins digging under the ring and pulls out A table with light-tubes
wrapped in barbed wire!

Corey TAYLOR: That’s the same way J-Kurt went down at Unpleasantness just two weeks ago.

Rob Martinez: NO, NO, NO! The man has suffered enough God damn it!

Black slides the table into the ring and heads in after it. He sets it up the middle of the ring and grabs Carter… A New Hope through the table… and the
pin.

One…

Two…

Three…

DING, DING, DING.

Rob Martinez: Thank God it’s over.

The medics run in to check on the near lifeless body of Dez Carter… WHAM! What the hell, Shut Down hits Black from behind with a baseball bat. The Freak
comes off the top rope with Sight Unseen. Duncan Aries is running from the back with a chair in hand but The Freak Show run back through the crowd before
“The Spade” can get there. Vincent gets up, irate and looking for some retribution. Black looks down, shoving the paramedics out of the way as he makes
his way to Dez Carter.

ROB MARTINEZ: Enough is enough, Dez Carter can’t even defend himself — oh for the love of God, not another New Hope! WAIT! ASUKA IS IN THE RING! ASUKA
KATSURAGI JUMPING ON VINCENT’S BACK!

COREY TAYLOR: Oh now that’s a bad idea!

Asuka has her arms around Vince’s neck, trying to get him to release Carter… but Vincent Black, with a feisty femme trying to take him down… LIFTS
CARTER FOR THE NEW HOPE ANYWAYS! Carter is OUT, blood coming from his mouth, he must have serious internal injuries thanks to the pounding Black has given
him —

And now Vincent Black has Asuka Katsuragi by the hair!

ROB MARTINEZ: NO! COME ON! SHE’S A WOMAN! SHE’S NOT EVEN HALF YOUR SIZE, YOU SON OF A BITCH!

COREY TAYLOR: SHE GOT HERSELF INVOLVED!

The crowd is screaming in anger as Black smirks sadistically with Asuka’s head between his legs. He holds his hands out to the side… and gives the thumbs
down.

ROB MARTINEZ: NO —

Vincent walks off, leaving Dez and Asuka motionless inside the ring, the fans hating him even more than ever before; trash hits both him and Duncan as
they make their way backstage.

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JENNY JERSEY: The following match is a tag team contest scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first at a combined weight of 445
pounds from the bluegrass state they are the team of ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis and ‘The Bluegrass Heart Throb’ Jonathen Kurtis… ‘Bluegrass Extreme’!

The fans are loud and proud as ‘My Old Kentucky Home-Extreme Remix’ by the Nappy Roots blast through the sound system. But seem to be shocked as ‘The Show’
is making his way down the entrance ramp solo exchanging high fives as usual before baseball sliding into the ring. He stares toward the locker room as
if looking for Jonathen before shrugging his shoulders and going to the corner and sitting down.

JENNY JERSEY: And their opponents weighing in at 505 pounds the team of Mack and Jer$ey together they are ‘Yung Mula’.

The crowd continues to be loud and proud as the newly resigned team of ‘Young Mula’ makes their way to the ring to the sound of ‘Young Money’ by Bedrock.
As both men get in the ring they look over and see just ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis as they hold up their arms seemly to say what’s up, ‘The Show’ just shrugs
his shoulders.

ROB MARTINEZ: It seems that if Rebel allows this contest to go on that ‘The Show’ is going to be solo.

COREY TAYLOR: Serves him right. After all we know that ‘The Show’ thinks too highly of himself.

ROB MARTINEZ: Says who, you?

COREY TAYLOR: And that makes it gospel.

JENNY JERSEY: Alan Stone has announced that this match will go on as a handicap match because as Chad Kurtis put it the show must go on.

With that announcement Stone calls for the bell and Mack climbs out of the ring as Jer$ey will start for the team of Young Mula. ‘The Show’ and Jer$ey
are in the middle of the ring apparently trying to feel each other out. there is history between these two and this could get ugly fast as both men now
turn to having a shoving contest with neither one really getting an advantage. ‘The Show’ slingshots Jer$ey off the ropes and misses with a dropkick. Jer$ey
tries to get to ‘The Icon’ before he gets back to his feet but it is too late as ‘The True PTPer’ nips back to his feet quickly. The pace to this match
is much, much slower then we are used to in a match that involves Chad Kurtis. Both men are now again in the center of the ring apparently exchanging some
words as Stone steps in and tells them that this is a wrestling match and not a talk show. The two men stare at each other before ‘The Show’ takes off
towards the ropes to deliver a springboard clothesline but Jer$ey catches him with a clothesline of his own and both men are down.

COREY TAYLOR: That’s it I am going to go get a hot dog or something before I fall asleep.

ROB MARTINEZ: It is for the best. It is the fans that are starting to get a little restless and are beginning to agree, the tempo of this match leaves
a little to be desired.

COREY TAYLOR: I say that Jer$ey just needs to tag the big man in and Mack just needs to break a few chairs across the head of the so called ‘Innovator
of Offence’ and we can move on to the next match.

Stone is checking on both men as Jer$ey gets to his feet first but ‘The Show’ nips up not long after then both men get smiles across their faces as Mack
joins them in the center of the ring. ‘The Show’ then takes his signature poses as the confused fans just simply look on. Chad then finally pulls off his
hoodie revealing a ‘Yung Mula’ shirt. The crowd reaction begins as a big shock then turns to a huge pop as they now understand everything that has taken
place in the match.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh great now we have another member of ‘Yung Mula’. That is just what we needed.

Jer$ey calls for the mic and Jenny tosses it to him.

JER$EY: I am proud to introduce the newest member of ‘Yung Mula’. A man that needs no introduction. The first man to win the Rebel triple crown. The man
that turned Rebel into must see tv. ‘The Show’ Chad Kurtis.

Jer$ey then tosses the mic to ‘The Show’.

CHAD: I am honored to be part of ‘Yung Mula’ or ‘The Nation of Humiliation’ if you will. Because that is what we are going to do to one certain little
click that seems to think are something special.

MACK: Let me guess the newest version of the FTC with Massacre and RnR.

CHAD: Very good!

JER$EY: That is right Massacre you say you want a war, will get ready you got a war. You see the thing is me, big Mack, and ‘The Show’ here are ready,
willing, and able to do whatever it takes to make it where we never have to hear you run your mouth again.

CHAD: You know what that gives me a little idea.

JER$EY: And what is that?

CHAD: How about a challenge. That is right ‘Yung Mula’ challenges FTC to a six man tag match at the new show.

MACK: Now that is a great idea.

CHAD: Question is will Massacre step up to the plate or crumble under the pressure.

JER$EY: Massacre, we will be waiting for your answer.

With that being said the three men of ‘Yung Mula’ exit the ring to the cheers of the sold out crowd.

“Heavy Metal Machine” hits the speakers and the crowd begins to boo heavily as Michael Massacre walks out from the back, a microphone in his hand.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: You know Chad, I’ve beaten you so many times that I’ve lost count.

Michael shrugs.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: But yet, you are like a drug addict needing to get a fix.

The crowd boos as Young Mula stand at the ring steps, looking ticked.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: You need to get the fix of my foot in your ass?

Michael shrugs.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: Far be it for me to deny you that fix, because like the addict that you are Chad, I also am so addicted to beating you every chance I
get.

The crowd is still booing heavily, hating Michael even more.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: So, you are on Chad, Mack, and… what is your name again? Oh yeah… Jerry. See you three at Wint…

“I’m A Rebel” hits the speakers as from the back comes Larry Gordon to a big pop, mainly because it cuts off Michael.

LARRY GORDON: Michael, Michael, Michael… Well it seems like you all want to have a six man tag match at Winter Blast 2010…

MICHAEL MASSACRE: No shit you fat retard.

Larry just laughs at Michael’s obvious cutdown.

LARRY GORDON: Michael, you so quickly forget that I run this place and just for that little comment…

Larry laughs again.

LARRY GORDON: Not only are you in a six man tag at Winter Blast 2010, you will be putting that precious World Heavyweight Championship on the line. If
Young Mula win, not only will Chad Kurtis be the new Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Champion, but Young Mula will be receiving a Rebel Pro Tag Team Title
shot at the first show in March!

Michael’s jaw drops open as the crowd roars its approval; Young Mula is clapping and laughing at Massacre as Gordon turns to walk back through the curtain.
MICHAEL MASSACRE: This isn’t over Gordon!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well how do you like that?

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t like it at all but it’s okay because the FTC will destroy them anyway.

ROB MARTINEZ: I guess we just have to wait and see.

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“Heavy Metal Machine” hits and the crowd immediately boos for the four men that walk out from the back.

JENNY JERSEY: From the Seven Valleys, they are Gabriel, Raphael, and Uriel… and they are being accompanied to the ring by the two time Rebel Pro Heavyweight
Champion, Rebel Triple Crown Winner, and the King of Old School… not to mention the best thing Rebel Pro has ever had the pleasure of witnessing… Michael
Massacre.

Michael nods at his introduction, noticing that Jenny Jersey got the memo of how to introduce a real champion. Michael stands at the ring steps as he stares
daggers at Macculloch who is here for guest commentary.

“Oddities” by ICP hit up and from the back to a still somewhat confused reaction, because they love them, just maybe not all of their ways, and carrying
RNR versions of the “Garbage Pail Kids” dolls is The Freak and Shut Down.

JENNY JERSEY: From Anywhere and Everywhere, they are former Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… The Freak and Shut Down… THE FREAK SHOW!

“Oddities” is replaced by Flatt and Scruggs “Beverly Hillbillies” theme as the crowd pops huge for this Rebel Pro legend Cuzin’ Zeke.

JENNY JERSEY: From Turkey Cross, Kentucky… CUZIN’ ZEKE!

Zeke slaps the fans’ hands as he makes his way down to the ring, a look of concentration on his face.

ROB MARTINEZ: Zeke looking ready for a fight here tonight.

MAC: Yeah Zeke was telling me backstage that he is heading down to Haiti for a few weeks so he will miss the next Rebel Pro show.

COREY TAYLOR: We have people here in America starving, hungry, and hurting, why don’t people help out here.

ROB MARTINEZ: That is way out of line Corey and you know it. Those poor unfortunate people.

MAC: I think it is a great charity for Zeke to be involved in and I am thinking of joining him if my doctor will allow me to travel down there.

DING DING

The Freak goes for a lock up with Uriel, but instead dives out of the ring as Shut Down steps down from the apron, both are leaving Zeke to fight this
battle on his own.

MAC: Ah come on guys, this is wrong; Zeke doesn’t deserve this.

COREY TAYLOR: Oh and what are you going to do about it Captain Limp-a-lot?

ROB MARTINE: Please forgive my broadcast partner, he has no conscience.

COREY TAYLOR: Sure don’t, I wear protection against such diseases.

Zeke steps through the ropes as Michael orders Raphael and Gabriel off the apron. Uriel with a swinging right but Zeke easily avoids the blow locking on
an arm bar taking him down to the ground. Zeke up quickly with a knee drop onto the elbow before hopping back up and hitting the ropes. Raphael with a
swift kick to the back of Zeke’s head sends him forward into a spinebuster from Uriel.

One…

Zeke kicks out easily as Uriel is getting a bit frustrated by the hick. Uriel lifts him up, right hand, a second, and a huge third has Zeke backed into
the corner where Uriel climbs to pound away on Zeke’s thick skull.

MAC: Come on Zeke, you can do it.

ROB MARTINEZ: What was a six man tag is now a singles match here folks.

COREY TAYLOR: It doesn’t matter if Zeke had twenty men on his side, the would be no match for Michael and his crew.

MAC: Do you have some sort of infatuation with Michael?

Zeke shoves Uriel off of him before climbing up to the middle rope for a double axehandle blow to the kneeling Uriel. Zeke hits the ropes, going for a
big boot, but Gabriel hits him in the back of the skull with a steel chair sending him stumbling forward. Hip toss from Uriel takes Zeke to the canvas
unconscious. Uriel makes a cover, looking a bit confused as to what happened. Raphael and Gabriel hold Zeke’s ankles.

One…

Two…

Zeke rolls a shoulder up keeping the match going, this singles match that is basically a three on one handicap match. Uriel brings Zeke up, right hand,
huge forearm shot before he… bites Zeke’s nose?

MAC: He is biting Zeke’s nose!

Zeke with a right hand backs off the bigger Uriel, a right hand keeps him at bay. Uriel charges with a running forearm, Zeke lowers his head with a headbutt
to the stomach of Uriel. Zeke grunts, lifting Uriel up, slamming him down with a small spinebuster, but Zeke holds at his back.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh my… Raphael just threw a dart into Zeke’s back, how… cheap.

COREY TAYLOR: Brilliant!

Zeke removes the dart, tossing it over his shoulder before pulling Uriel over away from the side. Zeke hits the ropes, leg drop across Uriel’s throat before
he hooks the leg for the cover.

One…

Gabriel pulls the referee out of the ring. Jimmy Johnson gets up into his face, but there is nothing that he can do about it, Gabriel and Michael just
laugh at his words as Raphael pulls Zeke up in the center of the ring. Raphael with a quick thigh kick, spinning around with a kick to the back of Zeke’s
legs taking him down to one knee. Raphael hits the ropes, Shining… brass knuckles? Raphael hits the canvas hard as The Freak slides in from the outside
to stomp away on Raphael’s unconscious body. Zeke shakes his head as he stands up, here comes Gabriel into the ring. Shut Down with a baseball bat to his
lower back stops him short. Zeke delivers a clothesline that sends Gabriel into the waiting arms of Shut Down who delivers a full nelson slam onto Gabriel,
who’s face slams squarely onto the barricade that protects the fans. Zeke looks out at Shut Down as Michael shoves past Jimmy Johnson.

ROB MARTINEZ: Massacre seems to be getting out of harm’s way.

MAC: Not if I can help it.

COREY TAYLOR: Go on, limp along after him.

Mac heads after Michael and seems to be getting along on his ankle fairly reasonablly until Michael turns around to nail him with a set of spiked brass
knuckles. Mac goes limp, while he still stands, Massacre kicks him in the crotch and nails the Celtic Burial on Macculloch before wiping his hands and
leaving the scene.

ROB MARTINEZ: The carnage!

COREY TAYLOR: What blood! Shut Down steps over the rope, nailing Uriel with a big boot as Freak and Zeke toss Raphael out of the ring. Freak dives off
the top rope with a shooting star press, but he hops back up immediately looking a bit crazed. Shut Down points to Zeke who climbs to the top turnbuckle,
diving off with his finisher, The Mudpuddle, Zeke makes the cover.

ROB MARTINEZ: These three former enemies are working great together.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match… Freak Show and Cuzin’ Zeke!

Zeke holds his hand high in the air as Freak looks at him, that crazed look returning. Shut Down nails Zeke in the back of the head with a big boot as
Freak leaps to the top rope, coming down with a second shooting star press of the night. Freak mouths” Nothing personal, but now you’ve paid for your mistake.”
Freak and Shut Down roll out of the ring, the crowd a bit confused but Freak Show extracting payment for Zeke’s mistake in their own way.

ROB MARTINEZ: A bit confusing, but then again they are their own band of misfits.

COREY TAYLOR: Did Mac head after Massacre? He moves so slow I fell asleep.

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“I’m A Rebel” hits up the speakers as the crowd pops for the Rebel Pro owner, Larry Gordon to come out from the back carrying a cardboard box stuffed full
of trophies for this awards ceremony.

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we come to the portion of the show that fans want, but don’t want to be long.

COREY TAYLOR: Isn’t that the truth, we want it short, sweet, short, and to the point.

ROB MARTINEZ: Indeed we do.

Larry steps up the steps and through the ropes as he brings the microphone up to his mouth, the smile already evident below his mustache.

LARRY GORDON: Well, lets get right into the ceremony, shall we?

The crowd pops big time, no preamble, just the ceremony.

LARRY GORDON: Well, it has been a year for Rebel Pro and 2010 will be no different. So, the first award that we have to give out is Rebel Pro’s Show of
the Year.

Jenny steps up beside him, holding the award close as not to reveal the winner.

LARRY GORDON: In third place is Aerial Assault 2009 with twenty-seven percent!

The crowd cheers for their favorite match from the 2009 version of Aerial Assault.

LARRY GORDON: Coming in second place with thirty-three percent… Rebel Pro’s Birthday Bash 2009!

The crowd again cheers for their favorite match from this particular show.

LARRY GORDON: And the winner, with forty percent, Merrytime Massacre 2009!

Jenny Jersey holds up the award for the fans to see as they clap enthusiastically for the best Rebel Pro show of 2009.

LARRY GORDON: Alrighty, can we have Chad Kurtis, The Freak Show, Duncan Aries, Incredible Mack, and Michael Massacre come down. In this award Chad Kurtis
will be representing the Rebel Icons versus The Freak Show, as well as Matthew Kurtis versus Duncan Aries. The other match is Incredible Mack taking on
Michael Massacre.

All of the people nominated come down, but manage to stay far away from the other nominees. Duncan Aires gives an eye to Freak Show who mockingly toss
Aries dolls with nooses around their neck at him. Michael is the last person to come down, waiting until Chad Kurtis steps through the ropes to come out.
Michael finally decides to step into the ring and right up into Chad’s face.

LARRY GORDON: Gentlemen! This is an awards ceremony, any fighting or smack talk can be saved for after the fact, any fighting out here will result in imediate
suspension!

They all calm down, choosing to face Larry Gordon and Jenny Jersey who has the award held close.

LARRY GORDON: In third place with twenty-seven percent… The Rebel Icons versus The Freak Show for their match on June 2, 2009!

The crowd claps as Jenny hands both Chad an award as well as The Freak and Shut Down, The Freak Show collect their award before leaving the ring to a mixed
reaction from the crowd.

LARRY GORDON: With thirty-three percent… Incredible Mack versus Michael Massacre from August 11, 2009!

Michael is pissed that he didn’t win the first place for this award and snatches the award from the outstretched hands of Jenny Jersey as Mack graciously
accepts the award from her lovely hands. Both men leave the ring, Mack to cheers and Michael to enormous boos.

LARRY GORDON: Which means that Matthew Kurtis versus Duncan Aries from October 6, 2009 is the winner with forty percent!

Chad accepts the award for his brother as Duncan takes his award… for himself. Both men leave the ring to huge cheers, both also play to the crowd as
they head to the back.

LARRY GORDON: The next awards’ nominees are, can we have a representative for each team or the entire team come down when called, The Freak Show. Great
Alaskan Ninja! And last, but certainly not least… Time Warp Duo!

Freak Show, Chad Kurtis, and Vincent Black come down to accept the awards for their respective team, Vincent Black for Great Alaskan Ninja since they are
no longer employed by Rebel Pro. Each man steps into the ring, Chad Kurtis flipping over the top rope to show his athleticism for the crowd, he is dressed
now in an old style D-generation X jersey.

LARRY GORDON: Coming in third place, with seven percent… Time Warp Duo!

The crowd loves Time Warp Duo, and for them to make it this far especially considering they were at the beginning of 2009 is a great accomplishment. Chad
accepts the award and waves to the crowd before stepping through the ropes.

LARRY GORDON: With forty percent, former Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions… The Freak Show!

Freak and Shut Down step forward to accept their award before stepping out of the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd, smirks on their face. Vincent
watches them go, distaste on his face as their backs retreat through the curtain.

VINCENT BLACK: Give me the award since The Great Alaskan Ninjas can’t be bothered to continue here in Rebel Pro.

The crowd boos because they know who has won the Tag Team of the Year for 2009. Larry shrugs as Jenny hands Vincent the award, Vincent snatches the mic.
VINCENT BLACK: The only reason those two jokes made it to win is because Bubba J and myself carried them through. We beat them in the Best of the Best,
we helped them gain the belts, and we protected their sorry carcasses. Bubba J had no choice to leave, thanks to this fat tub of lard that owns this fed,
but those two… greats?(he chuckles), chose to leave and who is the only remaining member of the Extreme Elite?

Boooooooo!

VINCENT: Exactly.

“Oddities” by ICP hits up as The Freak and Shut Down walk back from the area and hit the ring. Freak grabs the microphone.

FREAK: Woe Woe Woe and even hold on for a minute here.

Shut Down laughs as the crowd is a bit confused as to why Freak Show are down here.

FREAK: You’re taking the award? You didn’t do anything to earn that… but remind us who was second, only a few percentages behind you in the final outcome?
It is Shut Down and you will do well to remember it, little man.

As tempers look ready to flare, Larry Gordon climbs back into the ring, a smile on his face.

LARRY GORDON: I can solve this problem…

The Freak Show and the tag champs listen with contempt…

LARRY GORDON: Freak Show, since you were the second highest vote getter for 2009 Tag Team of the Year, you will receive your shot at Winter Blast 2010
and we will begin to see who the best tag team of 2010 is!

The crowd pops huge for that, imagining the hardcoreness of the match. Freak Show leave, then Black & Aries.

LARRY GORDON: Well, well, guess that was entertaining enough…

Laughter from the crowd, along with huge amounts of cheering.

LARRY GORDON: Will Incredible Mack, Michael Massacre, and “The Show” Chad Kurtis come down?

Chad and Mack come out together, but Massacre waits until they are in the ring before making his entrance to the squared circle.

LARRY GORDON: Thanks Michael for your entrance, we all love to see you come down the ring by yourself, too bad you usually have your goons with you.

Michael sneers at Larry’s comment before Jenny picks up an award from the box.

LARRY GORDON: In third place with seven percent, former Rebel Pro World Heavyweight Champion and member of Young Mula… Incredible Mack!

Mack steps forward, accepting his award but he remains beside Chad in case Michael tries anything. Larry Gordon takes the second place award from Jenny
and hands it out between Chad and Michael.

LARRY GORDON: In second place with twenty-six percent… The Show… Chad Kurtis!

Chad steps forward, accepting his award as Michael begins to dance around the ring shouting that “I’ve Won! I’m The Best!” over and over again.

LARRY GORDON: And with the highest percentage of all voting, a whopping sixty-seven percent… Michael Massacre!

Massacre is still running around shouting his victory as he snatches the award out of Larry Gordon’s hands, he kisses it then nails Chad Kurtis with the
award. Mack jumps in, but Michael levels him with the award as well.

LARRY GORDON: Michael, you are sus…

Michael snatches the mic out of his hands.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: Not so fast Fatso… the ceremony is over, so therefore…

Michael levels Larry Gordon with the award as well, busting him open and sending blood onto the surface of Michael’s award. Michael looks down at Larry
before taking the blood from his forehead and writing “WOTY” on Larry’s cheek for good measure.

MICHAEL MASSACRE: I am the best, you all voted for it, so if you don’t like it… I’ve got three words… Kiss My Ass!

Michael leaves the ring as Mack and Chad help the bloody form of Larry Gordon up between them, all three look at Michael’s back as he steps through the
curtain.

ROB MARTINEZ: What will this mean for Michael Massacre?

COREY TAYLOR: Only that he is the best! Michael is on top of his game and no one can stop him, absolutely no one.

Larry Gordon smiles through the mask of red that is dripping down his face, he is actually smiling.

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t like that look Rob, like he wants to eat Michael or something.

ROB MARTINEZ: Can you stop with the fat jokes Corey? I mean come on.

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ROB MARTINEZ: Our next match features a journey-man wrestler who has quickly struck a chord with the REBEL Pro faithful in J.T. Whiplash against the troubled
and moody Aeolus Wrath, who had some very unkind words for Mr. Whiplash last week.

COREY TAYLOR: This Whiplash guy is a walking tragedy waiting to happen. Hopefully Aeolus does us all a favor and gets rid of this in-ring liability tonight!
ROB MARTINEZ: Well, that remains to be seen, but for now, let’s just go to the ring with Jenny Jersey.

“Simple Man” by Lynyrd Skynyrd begins to play over the P.A. system as J.T. Whiplash walks out with Meghan Magnolia by his side, with J.T. waving a Rebel
flag and Meghan cheering him as the fans give J.T. a decent reaction.

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall… introducing first… from Paint Rock, Tennessee… weighing in at two hundred
forty-five pounds… accompanied to the ring by Meghan Magnolia… J.T. WHIPLASH!

J.T. walks to ringside with the Rebel flag over his shoulder, shaking hands with the fans on his way to the ring. He then places the flag inside the ring-post
after going up the steps and he paces back and forth awaiting his opponent as “Code Of Energy” by Papa Roach begins to play over the P.A. system.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent… from Somerset, Bermuda… weighing in at two hundred and six pounds… AEOLUS WRATH!

Aeolus Wrath then walks out to a vocal chorus of boos from the crowd as J.T. Whiplash decides not to wait and Whiplash starts firing haymakers at Wrath
on the entrance-way.

ROB MARTINEZ: J.T. Whiplash sure came ready to fight tonight! He’s not backing down one iota from Aeolus Wrath at the moment!

COREY TAYLOR: Oh, that hick’s just pissed that he didn’t get his welfare check!

ROB MARTINEZ: Will you stop already?

Aeolus fires some stiff buzz-saw kicks to the ribs of J.T. to try and hold him at bay, but the veteran uses his boxing jabs followed by a vicious right
hook, sending Aeolus over the railing. J.T. then grabs a fan at ringside’s beer and spits it in Aeolus’ face before DDTing him on the hard concrete.

ROB MARTINEZ: Good God! He just splattered Aeolus Wrath’s skull on the concrete!

COREY TAYLOR: He can’t do that! That’s assault with intent to kill!

J.T. celebrates for a moment with fans at ringside, tagging hands with a few of them. But just as Whiplash diverts his attention back to Wrath, he gets
caught in a drop toe-hold on the steel chair, knocking the 46-year old loopy while Aeolus picks himself back up.

ROB MARTINEZ: As much as I hate to say this, maybe J.T. shouldn’t have celebrated so soon on that DDT because now he’s paying the price.

COREY TAYLOR: Kids, J.T. Whiplash is living proof what one too many all-night binges can do to you in later years!

Aeolus then waits for J.T. to get up on his hands and knees before delivering a stiff buzzsaw kick right to his ribs, knocking the wind out of him. Aeolus
then grabs him by the hair and kicks him repeatedly in the head as he shouts at the fans “WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR HERO NOW?!?” as the fans voice their
displeasure.

ROB MARTINEZ: Aeolus Wrath is simply out for blood tonight, and it looks like the unlucky victim is going to be J.T. Whiplash!

COREY TAYLOR: Whiplash’s tragic tale is about to end right here and now…

Wrath then picks up J.T. and tosses him back over the barricade. He then jumps on top of the barricade, getting his balance before going for a leg-drop
that misses it’s mark as Whiplash rolls out of the way. J.T. then picks up Wrath and does an old-school swinging neckbreaker to the arena floor. Not satisfied,
J.T. drags Aeolus up against the ring apron and converts with some stiff chops to the chest while the fans cry out the obligatory “WOOOOOO!” during the
chops.

ROB MARTINEZ: Good to see the REBEL Pro faithful so into this match, isn’t it, Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: I can’t believe they’re cheering for THAT LOSER, though! I guess he represents what all these inbred hill-billies are like.

J.T. goes for one more chop, but Aeolus blocks it and catches him with a Leg Sweep. He then takes the A/V cables around ringside and starts to strangle
the life out of J.T. with them, screaming “YOU’VE BREATHED YOUR LAST BREATH, YOU OLD FOSSIL!!!” before rolling him back in the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: The REBEL Pro newcomer looks to be in a bad, bad way right now…

COREY TAYLOR: Finally, Aeolus is going to put this miserable geezer out of his misery!

Aeolus picks up J.T., wrenching his arm before hitting a vicious side kick to the jaw as he goes for a quick cover.

ROB MARTINEZ: That could be all she wrote, folks! One… Two… NO! Whiplash stays alive in this one!

COREY TAYLOR: I’m telling you, that old man is on borrowed time!

Aeolus then tries to go for a roundhouse kick to the back of the head, but J.T. ducks it and fires more boxing style punches into the abdomen of Aeolus
Wrath before running against the ropes and hitting a STIFF lariat, turning Wrath inside out as he goes for a cover of his own.

ROB MARTINEZ: We may have an upset in the making, folks! One… Two… Th- NO! Not quite!

COREY TAYLOR: That was too close for comfort there!

J.T. then gets to his feet and starts to stomp on the ankle, then the mid-section, then the shoulder, then the head, and goes all the way around for his
version of the Garvin stomp as he then grabs the leg of Aeolus Wrath, going for a Figure-4 Leglock as he spins around and applies the move with Aeolus
thrashing about in a great deal of pain.

ROB MARTINEZ: It looks like the old lion has the young lion firmly in his grasp right now!

COREY TAYLOR: Come on, Aeolus! Fight out of it, man! Fight out of it!

Aeolus lies on his back for a few moments to try and catch his breath as the referee counts.

ROB MARTINEZ: This may be it! One… Two… NOT YET!

Wrath sits back up in a great deal of pain as he tries to turn the hold desperately, trying to shift his weight around before turning themove over as now
J.T. is the one in pain.

COREY TAYLOR: Atta boy, Aeolus! Make him suffer, man! Make that old drunk suffer!

We see the pain etched on J.T.’s face as he fights and claws his way to the ropes. Finally, with one last lunge, he makes it to the ropes, breaking the
hold with the leverage. This doesn’t stop Aeolus from immediately targeting the legs of J.T., kicking him right in the legs as Whiplash gets up on his
knees and is met with a Buzzsaw Kick to the temple as Wrath goes for the quick cover.

ROB MARTINEZ: Oh man, J.T.’s head almost went into the nose-bleed section!

COREY TAYLOR: That’s gotta be it! One… Two… Thr- NO! HOW THE HELL IS THAT FOSSIL KICKING OUT?

ROB MARTINEZ: Fighting spirit, Corey. J.T. Whiplash is showing a lot of spirit here tonight as he refuses to stay down.

Aeolus then goes for a snap suplex, but J.T. blocks it and counters with a Sit-Out Gourdbuster as he falls flat on his back exhausted for a moment as the
referee checks on their condition.

COREY TAYLOR: I think the old man just used every last ounce of energy he had!

J.T. starts to stir first as Aeolus is slowly peeling himself off the canvas as well. J.T. pulls himself up first, but is quickly met out of nowhere by
a Shining Wizard to his face, knocking him out cold as Aeolus then goes to pick him up for the Son of Silence. As Aeolus, starts to make the forward roll,
he’s stopped in mid-move by J.T. who delivers a ferocious looking Spinebuster Slam to Wrath.

ROB MARTINEZ: That’s the Whip-Cracker! And he caught Aeolus Wrath out of nowhere with that!

COREY TAYLOR: This can’t be happening…

J.T. then makes a horns sign to the crowd as he picks up Aeolus Wrath for a piledriver, letting the blood rush to his head before he drops him with the
piledriver right on his head. J.T. then shouts “YEE-HAW!!!” as he motions to the top rope. With his legs having taken a beating in the match though, it
takes him some time to make it to the top rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: We may be seeing a HUGE upset here, ladies and gentlemen…

COREY TAYLOR: I think I’m gonna be sick…

But just before J.T. can make the splash, Aeolus kips up and hits him with a Step-Up Enzuigiri to the back of the head as Meghan Magnolia looks concerned
by the fact that her man is sitting out cold on the turn-buckle. As Aeolus catches his breath for a moment, he springs off the top rope, going for the
Aeoshocker, but J.T. blocks it and sends Aeolus back-first on the canvas. Not hesitating, J.T. then musters up the best Top Rope Splash he can as he holds
his ribs before making the pin.

ROB MARTINEZ: REBEL YELL! J.T. Whiplash might do the unthinkable. One… Two… THREE!!!

COREY TAYLOR: OH NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!!! GOD NO!!!

JENNY JERSEY: Ladies and Gentlemen… here is your winner… J.T. WHIPLASH!

J.T gets out of the ring, with “Simple Man” playing over the speakers as Aeolus gets up inside the squared circle, he rips the microphone from Jenny’s
hands and speaks into the cheering crowd.

AEOLUS WRATH(out of breath): So you think you are the best just because you have a pin over me?

J.T turns around, the Rebel flag waving proudly in his grasp as the crowd goes silent. J.T looks back up at Wrath.

AEOLUS WRATH: I bet you don’t have the guts to get back in this ring with me, I sure know you do not contain the intelligence to deny my request.

J.T looks at the crowd before handing the flag to his girlfriend and stepping up the ring steps. J.T steps through the ropes but Aeolus rams a knee into
the side of his head before lifting him on into the ring and delivering a vicious DDT onto the canvas. Just then, Aeolus grabs a kendo stick and starts
beating J.T. with it until Meghan covers him up. Disgusted with her, Aeolus then takes J.T.’s rebel flag and throws it over him, spitting on it several
times as the fans are immediately incensed to the point where some of the red-necks in the crowd are trying to jump over the barricade!

COREY TAYLOR: It looks like we’ve got a trailer park riot fixing to happen!

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, if it does happen, I say it’s justified because here in the South, you don’t mess with the Rebel flag because many still believe the
South will rise again. And hopefully J.T. Whiplash will rise again after this!

COREY TAYLOR: Uhhh… I kinda doubt it, Rob!

Meghan Magnolia kneels over a beaten and bloodied J.T. Whiplash as she screams for help as Aeolus smirks at the damage he’s done while the EMT’s pass by
him.

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JENNY JERSEY: Fans, this next match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the # 1 Contenders Cup!!

The crowd, enthralled, pops huge at that announcement. Their excitement, however, dies down as “My Michelle” by GNR blasts through the speakers.

JENNY JERSEY: Coming to the ring first, he hails from Atlanta, Georgia and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-three pounds, THE Revolutionary Marcus Marion!!!
Marcus Marion and Nicole Rhodes come out to a boo-fest from the fans. Marion is seen wearing a silk dragon print shirt. Rhodes stands to the outside, supporting
her man. Marion, with a cocky grin on his face, enters the ring, then tosses his shirt to Nicole Rhodes.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent, he hails from Kitchener, Ontario Canada and weighs in at two hundred and forty pounds, ladies and gentlemen, Krusty Kid
Paul!!!

At that sound of her voice, Krusty Kid Paul makes his appearance. He is met by a negative crowd, with some scattered cheers on the side. While Paul is
a hated man within the industry, the fans recognize the clout he has within the sport. A certified legend.

Paul’s gaze is fixed on the young rookie inside the ring Marcus Marion. Once inside the ring he walks straight up to Marion.

DING! DING!

Instantaneously, Paul charges the slightly smaller Marion, nailing him with a stiff lariat. The blow sends Marion crashing down to the mat like a ton of
bricks. Marion is then met with a spear from a charging KKP, after standing. The impact of the move sends Blondie sailing through the middle ropes to the
outside.

COREY TAYLOR: BIG MOVE! That spear almost took Marion out of his boots.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well-timed.

Jimmy Johnson, the in-ring ref, looks on at a dazed Marion. Paul slides to the outside of the ring, throwing Marion back to the inside of it. Nicole looks
on, at her man, with considerable concern. Paul stands Marion to his feet, then whips him to the far ropes. On the rebound, Paul lowers his head in an
obvious back body drop attempt, except Marion has seen this before. Marion stops in his tracks and nails a textbook swinging neck breaker. He then goes
for the quick cover.

ONE

TWO

Paul heaves Marion off with ease. Marion’s the first to a vertical base and rakes Paul’s eyes. He then follows that with a kick to the gut, then a quick
precise arm drag takeover. He then follows it with an armbar submission.

COREY TAYLOR: Marion, now, disorienting Paul. He can’t hit what he can’t touch.

ROB MARTINEZ: He doesn’t have the status and name value Paul has, though Marion is still a rather crafty wrestler.

Arrogantly, Marion allows Paul to shake the cobwebs loose (releasing him), after a few seconds he stands Paul to his feet, only to be met with a flurry
of stiff punches, ended by a brutal head butt to the face. The crowd lets their sentiments be known.

CROWD: OOOH!

Clutching his face, Marion rolls down on the mat. Paul stands Marion to his feet and nails him with a delayed vertical suplex, into a pinning combination.
ONE…

TWO…

Marion puts a shoulder up. Paul stands Marion to his feet, then goes for another clothesline, Marion ducks, then slides under the swing. In one quick motion
he jumps, hooking both of Paul’s arms into a crucifix pin.

ONE…

TWO…

COREY TAYLOR: And Paul breaks free from the pin. And the troglodytes in the seats are glued to, well, their seats.

ROB MARTINEZ: That was quicker than a heartbeat. The fans are getting their monies worth.

Both men begin to show some fatigue from the match, with Marion and Paul slowly getting to their feet. Marion slaps Paul hard across the face, eliciting
a reaction from the crowd. Paul returns the disrespect with a stiff punch of his own, followed by a knee to the gut, then a Doctor-bomb. The ref is in
position to make the call.

ONE…

TWO…

NO! Marion kicks out. He then begins to crawl away from Paul, who is on the prowl. Paul grabs Marion’s left leg, slamming it violently onto the mat. Paul
then stands Marion up, quickly walking him near the ring apron, dropping him with a sidewalk slam. Paul slides to the outside, grabbing a steel chair.
In a violent swing he cracks Marion across the face with the chair, instantly busting him open.

ROB MARTINEZ: MY GOD!

COREY TAYLOR: The Innovator of Violence is… Krusty Kid Paul!

Paul slides into the ring, kicking Marion in the gut for good measure, then goes for a pin.

ONE…

TWO…

Marion slithers free. Paul stands Marion up, then picks him up in a bear-hug. The blood flows like a ravine from Marion’s face. The ref monitors the action.
He asks Marion if he yields, Marion screams “NO!” After ten seconds in the hold, Marion bites Paul across the face, releasing himself from the intolerable
submission.

COREY TAYLOR: His face is caked with blood.

ROB MARTINEZ: Any longer in that bear-hug and Mr. Marion would’ve been toast.

Marion hits Paul with chops across the chest getting a “WOO” reaction from the crowd. Marion thumbs Paul in the eye, following it up with a Rocker Drop.
Marion puts his all into the move, it’s enough to bust Paul wide open. Marion turns him over, here’s a cover!

ONE…

TWO…

Paul kicks out, barely. Once to his feet, Nicole Rhodes gets his attention, with a little cleavage shot. Taking full advantage of the moment, Marion elbow
smashes Paul from behind, then turns him around, punch to the midsection, Revolutionary Thrill!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!

COREY TAYLOR: We have a winner!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match, and new #1 Contenders Trophy Winner, THE Revolutionary Marcus Marion!

ROB MARTINEZ: The young newcomer has just beat a legend within the business. I have a feeling he’ll never let us forget that.

Nicole Rhodes runs to the announce table, grabbing the trophy. She then aids Marion out of the ring, to the chagrin of the crowd.

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ROB MARTINEZ: Well Corey, now its time for our main event, and for the fans, they’ve certainly been waiting anxiously all night for this one.

COREY TAYLOR: Psh, who cares about them, I’ve been the guy looking forward to this the most. Its kind of like my reward for putting up with you all night.
JENNY JERSEY: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with Pure Honor Rules, and it is for the Rebel Pro Carolinas Championship!!

A loud pop from the fans, as we quick cut to a fan holding a “Casino Fears Young” sign.

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing first..

“Smooth” by Rob Thomas and Carlos Santana cues up, as the Rebel Pro faithful pour on the heat early. Chris Casino emerges from the back, as the mere sight
of this man is almost enough to start a full scale riot in the arena. Casino has quite the smug look on his face as he’s sporting a black t-shirt with
gold lettering that says “Casino + Rebel=Success”.

JENNY JERSEY: From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 220lbs., he is “The Future” CHRIS CASINO!!!!”

Casino makes his way by the fan with the before mentioned sign and shakes his head at them before taking the sign and ripping it to pieces, the fan flipping
Casino off as he laughs and makes his way to the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know what incites the Rebel Pro audience more, the fact Casino is a smug jerk, or the fact he refuses to have anything to do with
the usual hardcore action this promotion provides for its fans.

COREY TAYLOR: I don’t want to hear that crap from you Martinez. This man came here to Rebel because of all the jerks up north didn’t treat him with the
respect he deserves. A man with his credentials comes to our fledgling promotion and these people boo him because he likes to actually wrestle? Totally
illogical in my book.

JENNY JERSEY: And his opponent..

The heat for Casino finally subsides as a huge ovation from the crowd begins to fill the arena. “Screams Of The Undead” by Demon Hunter cues up, as Thomas
Young emerges from the back, the Carolinas Title proudly wrapped around his waist.

JENNY JERSEY: From Hollywood, Florida, weighing in at 245lbs, he is the current Rebel Pro Carolinas Champion, THOMAS YOUNG!!!

He throws back his hood and extends his arms out, feeding off the cheers from the crowd. His eyes now focused on Casino, he proudly makes his way to the
ring. He unzips his hoodie and tosses it outside the ring, then handing his title to referee Alan Stone as his music fades out.

ROB MARTINEZ: This should be what many consider, a mat classic.

COREY TAYLOR: Let’s just hope these hardcore hungry lunatics in our crowd can appreciate the fine wrestling skills that can only come from Chris Casino.
ROB MARTINEZ: Hey, the champ isn’t a slouch in that department either.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, we’ll see about that.

Alan Stone shows the title to Chris Casino, who gives it a sly grin, then to Young who nods, as Stone then holds it up for the crowd before handing it
to a ring attendant, then calls for the bell as the match is underway.

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: Here we go, Carolinas Title on the line.

Young and Casino circle one another, Young lunging in first, but Casino backs away, then trying for his own attempt, Young darting out of the way. Casino
then tries for a chop, but Young grabs the right arm of the challenger and wrenches it, turning it ever so slowly, then slamming it down, Casino winces
a bit as Young slams it down again. He then elbows the arm, following up with a solid chop that echoes through the arena, staggering Casino. He grabs Casino
and whips him across the ropes. Young lowers his head, Casino leapfrogs over him, catching Young off guard with a perfectly executed dropkick. Casino rubs
his chin and nods smugly, the fans not impressed with his dropkick or his attitude.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well I guess we know who Casino’s biggest fan is,..himself.

COREY TAYLOR: You’re just jealous because you could never dropkick like that.

Casino pulls Young to his feet and tries for a fisherman’s suplex with a bridge. Alan Stone is there to make the count..

One!

Two!

Young kicks out. Undeterred, Casino drops a knee to the forehead of the champion. He then grabs Young by the legs and locks in a boston crab, leaning back
for maximum pressure. Young squirms and crawls, grabbing the bottom rope for the first rope break of the match. Alan Stone calls for the break as Casino
shrugs and does as he’s asked. Casino once again poses for the crowd as the fans give him a dose of boos. He doesn’t realize Young is back on his feet
and as he turns he is dropped to the ground, Young locking up the challenger’s legs in a sharpshooter, flipping Casino the bird before turning him over,
the crowd hoping Casino is humiliated and he taps. Chris screams out in pain, but crawls on clinched fists to the rope for his first rope break of the
match.

ROB MARTINEZ: Each man using their first rope break already in this match.

COREY TAYLOR: If I was the ref in this match, I’d disqualify Young and give the title to Casino already.

ROB MARTINEZ: Are you insane?! On what grounds?

COREY TAYLOR: In a match like this, a match about honor, you don’t insult a man by flipping him off.

ROB MARTINEZ: We’ve all seen Casino’s antics up north with Kenny Krenshov, he wouldn’t know honor if it bit him in the ass.

Casino struggles to his feet, and Young is right behind him, lifting him up and dropping him with a bridged German suplex. Alan Stone is there for the
cover.

One!

Two!

Casino kicks out. Young is back up delivering a clothesline that nearly topples Chris over the top, but Casino comes back with a short kick to Young’s
inner thigh taking him down to one knee. Casino with a roundhouse kick to Young’s temple sends him down onto his back. Chris grabs the ankle, turning Young
over into a single leg Boston Crab, but Young flips Casino over breaking the hold. Casino shoots up to his feet as Young pulls himself up to a vertical
base. Casino looks over, nodding his head as he mockingly wipes his brow.

ROB MARTINEZ: Casino showing no respect.

COREY TAYLOR: Why should he?

Casino and Young with a collar and elbow lockup, Young with a wristlock into a hammerlock, but Casino reverses into a hammerlock of his own. Young falls
forward sending Chris flipping over onto his feet, he hits the ropes back body from Young sends him down… Wait! Casino lands on his feet, springing to
the middle rope coming back with a back elbow, but Young ducks his head under the arm catching Casino with a high angle belly to back suplex into a pin!
One…

Two…

ROB MARTINEZ: Casino kicks out!

COREY TAYLOR: Never any doubt.

Casino rolls over and up to his feet as he holds at his neck, Young on the attack with a clothesline but Casino ducks wrapping Young up in a crucifix pin
attempt.

One…

Two…

Young rolls on over breaking the count and both men are back up to their feet. Double clothesline takes both men down as the fans are really into this
non-hardcore match between two superstars. Young gets up first, but is followed quickly by Casino. Another collar and elbow, Young behind Chris with a
full nelson. Casino grabs the wrists, ducking under into a full nelson of his own, but Young kicks backwards and to the inside catching Casino on the side
of the knee. Casino faulters, but doesn’t go down just yet. Young with a second and the hold is loosening up. Young with a third, but Casino drops the
hold before spinning around to send Young down with a DDT on the canvas. Casino is pouring sweat now as he holds at his knee that was the focus of Young’s
attack.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans are really into this match Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: Of course, Chris Casino is in it.

Casino pulls Young up to his feet, locking in for a dead weight German suplex, he lifts Young up. Thomas flips on over and to the side catching Chris with
a karate kick to the ribs before lunging behind him for a German suplex of his own. Chris tries to break out of the hold, but Young slams him down on his
neck before rolling up to nail a second German suplex. Chris’ head is wobbly on his neck as Young goes for a third German suplex into a bridge for a pin.
One…

Two…

Chris slings his shoulder up, keeping the match alive because he was just a bit too far away from the ropes here. Thomas pulls himself up, slinging Chris
into the ropes, he runs forward…

ROB MARTINEZ: Yakuza Kick!

COREY TAYLOR: Isn’t that illegal?

ROB MARTINEZ: No, it isn’t illegal.

COREY TAYLOR: It should be.

Young lifts Casino back up, placing him across his shoulders in a backbreaker rack position. Casino struggles in trying to get out of this hold, but Young
locks in the final requirement for a Gory Special. Casino screams out in the amount of pain his body is being put through but he manages to somehow reach
the ropes and hold on to use his second rope break of the match.

ROB MARTINEZ: That is rope break number two for Chris Casino.

COREY TAYLOR: A necessary use there, keeps the match alive.

Young drops Casino immediately as Alan Stone checks if Chris wants to continue, Casino nods his head that he does. Young charges in, but Casino shoots
up catching Young with a Dragon Screw legwhip across the ring. Casino hits his knees, trying to catch his breath, he wasn’t expecting this from Thomas
Young, not like this anyways. Young gets back up, the adrenaline pumping through his body, he charges back in. Casino leap frogs Young, standing dropkick
sends Young’s face into the top turnbuckle. Young spins around, dazed, superkick right to his chin sends him down in a heap but Casino falls down as well.
Chris manages to crawl over and drape an arm across Thomas Young’s chest.

One…

Two…

Thr–Shoulder UP!

ROB MARTINEZ: Thomas Young got the shoulder up, I can’t believe it!

COREY TAYLOR: Me either, this guy must be on something.

ROB MARTINEZ: He is not!

COREY TAYLOR: Neither was Mark McGwire… right?

Casino can’t believe it, he angrily pulls Young back up to his feet, whipping him into the ropes. Casino with a knee to the gut and a rolling Unprettier!
COREY TAYLOR: It’s over, Bankrupt version 2.0.

One…

Two…

Thomas with a foot on the ropes! Thomas Young got his foot on the ropes!

ROB MARTINEZ: I can’t believe it!

Casino gets into the face of Alan Stone telling him that Thomas had already used his three rope breaks, but Alan isn’t having any of it, holding up two
fingers signaling that was rope break number two. Young pulls himself up slowly. Casino comes charging in, Young with a shoulder block before springing
back then over Casino with a sunset flip.

One…

Two…

Casino rolls a shoulder up and is up to his feet, furious. Young with a Brazilian Ju-jitzu kick to Casino’s temple sends him into dreamland, and Young
follows up with a kick to the back of his knees sending Casino down onto his knees. Young places Casino in a cross knee chinlock, trying for a submission.
Before Young can fully lock in the submission hold, Casino rolls forward to prevent the final stage of the hold from happening. Young follows after Casino,
not going to let him get away this easily. Young grabs Chris by the wrist, Irish whip into the ropes. Casino hits the ropes, Young lowers his head, Casino
with a swinging neckbreaker takes him down onto the canvas, but can Chris capitalize?

ROB MARTINEZ: If Chris wants to win, he needs to capitalize after that swinging neckbreaker.

COREY TAYLOR: Chris Casino knows what to do and how to do it.

Casino is breathing heavily as he lifts himself up to a vertical base, but behind him Thomas Young is pulling himself up as well. Young, seeing his oppurtunity,
darts forward hooking Casino’s leg and getting him in position for a belly to back suplex.

ROB MARTINEZ: The Omega Driver!

COREY TAYLOR: NOOOOOOOO!

Casino is out, he is out cold as Young hooks the leg and makes the cover.

One…

Two…

Thre

Alan Stone stops the count, pointing to Casino’s foot on the bottom rope. Thomas gets frustrated, asking what is going on here with this, maybe he is a
bit confused what happened.

ROB MARTINEZ: It sounded like three, but it was a close call.

COREY TAYLOR: It was two and fifteen sixteenths, but not three.

ROB MARTINEZ: Who would believe you? It was too close for me to say, but Alan Stone is not calling for the bell and this match continues here.

Casino is up, he hooks Thomas’ leg and slams him down with Young’s own finishing move, the Omega Driver!

COREY TAYLOR: Beautiful!

Casino makes the cover.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING! DING! DING!

JENNY JERSEY: The winner of the match and NEEEEEEEEW Rebel Pro Carolinas Champion… Chris Casino!

Thomas rolls out of the ring, holding at his neck as the fans are clapping for both men.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans showing their respect for both men and the match they just put on.

COREY TAYLOR: One hell of a match, but the champion came out on top.

Chris Casino orders Alan Stone to put the belt around his waist as the fans continue their clapping. Casino looks at them… he continues looking… he
flips them the double eagle.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a classy way to show his gratitude.

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah, ain’t he grand.

ROB MARTINEZ: For Corey Taylor, I’m Rob Martinez… and we are outta here!

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Credits

Vincent Black vs Dez Carter-Freak
Bluegrass Extreme vs Yung Mula-Kent
J.t Whiplash vs Aeolus Wrath-Brody
Freak Show/Cuzin’ Zeke vs Revolutions N Revelations/Uriel-Bean
Thomas Young(C) vs Chris Casino-Nick & Bean
Awards Ceremony-Bean