[The official UCW Gold Rush theme
‘Breath Into Me’ by Red kicks into
action as pictures from Gold Rush begin to
roll across the screen, after a few shots of
various people progressing through the
tournament the music begins to fade and we
can hear the live commentary instead. On the
screen Chip Horton hits Bison with his Mark
of Awesomeness, only for the big man to
somehow kick out, we get a close up of
Chip’s face frozen in disbelief as Jeff
Dodson screams over the top of the action,
then we get a clip of the Bison’s Rage
that finally put the match to bed before a
split screen of Bison lifting the title and
Horton out of it in the centre of the ring.
Next we see a quick fire montage of some
high flying action from the final, we get
full clips of both Greg Venom’s stunning
Venom Dive through the announce table and
Patrick McCarthy’s moonsault from the top
of the ladder, complete with hysterics from
Jeff Dodson, before once again we go to a
split screen, this time showing on his
knees, staring at the title grasped in his
hands while Greg Venom lies motionless on
the canvas, hands covering his face,
bloodied, bruised and empty handed. As the
screen fades a caption appears on the screen
in big bold, red text: Gold Rush Fall-Out,
tonight. McCarthy v Venom v Bison v Horton,
Live!]
[‘Superstar’ by Saliva begins to play as
the opening video sequence of UCW Mind Games
launches in action. Scenes of the UCW roster
flash across the screen and we see the likes
of Liam Hennigan, Chip Horton, Stardust,
Peter Gilmour, Bison, David Jones et al. We
end on a sequence of UCW’s previous World
Champions, with Maynard, Joey Johnson and
Doctor Ian and Greg Venom celebrating with
the title, flanked by Doctor Ian and special
guest referee Renegade before we end on
Patrick McCarthy celebrating his win at Gold
Rush, surrounded by ticker tape..]
[The scene opens to the UCW fans,
cheering, camera flashes and signs held
aloof, such as “The Saint” – The New
Messiah, We Want More Annie and The Guy
behind me can’t see the ring. After a few
close ups on a few pretty faces and small
children, the camera spins to Jeff Dodson
and Mike Heffron sat at ringside.]
Jeff Dodson: Welcome to Mind Games everyone!
I’m Jeff Dodson and besides me is my
co-commentator Mike Heffron.
Mike Heffron: Ha! They’ve only tuned in to
see me Dodso!
Jeff Dodson: Right… This is the first Mind
Games since Gold Rush II. And what a
Goldrush that was!
Mike Heffron: We had a new Champion crowned!
“The Saint” Patrick McCarthy.
Jeff Dodson: It was an impressive debut for
McCarthy, he went through four matches to
become champion, one of them ended up the
Intercontinental Champion, that man was
Bison. The other two, in the Semi’s Doctor
Ian and the final Greg Venom, both of them
former UCW World Champion’s themselves.
Mike Heffron: Pffft. I still think Chip
Horton should have won it!
Jeff Dodson: Who’s next then? Marty
Wright? Give me a break.
Mike Heffron: Marty Wright? Where the hell
did that come from?
Jeff Dodson: What a show we have for you
tonight folks. Including Chip Horton in a
fatal fourway, as he tries to stake his
claim to the Intercontinental Championship,
he squares off against the Intercontinental
Champion Bison, Greg Venom, who lost in the
Goldrush final to the last competitor in
this match, Patrick McCarthy. McCarthy of
course is the new World Champion here in
UCW.
Jeff Dodson: I think McCarthy made a lot of
enemies at Gold Rush…
[Suddenly “Too Cool For School” by
Fountains of Wayne hits the sound system…]
Jeff Dodson: Ha ha! Here comes one of them
now!
[Doctor Ian appears on top of the ramp to
a thunderous testimonial from the UCW fans.
Ian, wearing a navy blue matching suit, with
a white t-shirt and a blue and black striped
tie topped off with a black cowboy hat,
walks straight down to the ring, not really
acknowledging any of the UCW fans in the
arena. As he gets to the ring steps, he
almost runs up them, holding back his tie as
he steps through the ropes, taking the
microphone from Donald Donavan. Ian rubs his
nose, scratches his beard and holds his
hands up to quiet the crowd.]
Doctor Ian: Encase no one heard, the sales
figures are in for Gold Rush II and the
numbers were twenty percent higher than the
projected prediction. So lets all
congratulate UCW on a fantastic show.
[Ian, along with the other UCW fans in
the arena applaud, but Ian stops quickly
again raising his hand].
Doctor Ian: But I’m not out here to direct
my appreciation at the UCW staff for the
show, I’m out here to stake my claim to
the throne. I’m out here for one reason
only. Patrick McCarthy, the new UCW World
Heavyweight Champion. I’ve seen you kid,
walking around, belt slung on your shoulder,
fresh from its daily morning cleanse of
water and baking soda. But you’ve
forgotten one detail in your accomplishment
this week; you don’t take things that
don’t belong to you.
[Ian steps back, some of the crowd unsure
with the Good Doctor’s reactions.]
Doctor Ian: You haven’t wrestled in how
long is it, two years? Longer? And what a
debut it was. Defeating Greg Venom,
defeating Bison, defeating Stardust and
defeating the Good Doctor. You’ve made
yourself the only person in history to
defeat Doctor Ian and Greg Venom in one
night. Both former World Champions here in
UCW. Both still hungry for that success one
more time. But everyone knows that the main
contender for your championship McCarthy is
the Capital M to the E. If all my thoughts,
energy and effort was solely on one man,
then there is no chance in hell you could
have defeated me. Sooner or later you and I
are going to meet for the UCW World
Championship. And, McCarthy, I’m going to
take the Championship from you. And Patrick,
if you were still with Scarlett Willis,
I’d take her too.
[The UCW fans begin to jeer loudly. Ian
simply grins]
Doctor Ian: Hell, this bandwagon you have
rolling, seems to me like its on one hell of
a ride right now. And I’m here, ready to
steer it off course…
[Suddenly “Poison” by Alice Cooper
hits the sound system, interrupting the
talking Doctor Ian. The crowd give half
cheers and some boos as Greg Venom walks our
from behind the curtain. He laughs at Ian in
the ring as he brushes off the UCW fans
attempting to touch him for a high-five.
Venom, wearing a black “Motley Crue”
t-shirt, black jeans and black storm trooper
boots, rolls under the ring ropes, picking
up a microphone from the corner of the ring.
He taps Ian on the chest, Doctor Ian quickly
brushing Venom’s touch off of the Giorgio
Armani.]
Greg Venom: Don’t worry Doc. It doesn’t
stain. Let me ask you something… brother.
Doctor Ian: Go ahead! It’s my show.
[Greg Venom grins, almost laughing.]
Greg Venom: Right. Right. Your show. I
forgot, your Doctor Ian, the mighty King of
UCW. The man, who joined UCW, dragged it
from the depths of hell and gave it a new
feel. How am I doing so far?
[Doctor Ian nods, agreeing.]
Doctor Ian: Pretty well.
Greg Venom: Well mighty King, where exactly
were you in the Gold Rush II final. If
memory serves me right, wasn’t it Patrick
McCarthy against someone else for the UCW
World Championship. Who was it, my memory is
a little hazy, um… oh yeah. ME! Greg
Venom.
[Venom stands back, looking Ian up and
down.]
Greg Venom: That’s right, I was in the
final. Surely that means I should be the
number one contender. But yet, you, in your
freshly pressed Armani suit, gold watch and
that faggy arsed cowboy hat expect to open
your mouth and be an automatic number one
contender to a Championship you lost to me.
Now, I’m not great at maths…
Doctor Ian: You got that right…
Greg Venom: But something’s not adding up
here. Its like you are putting two and two
together and getting nine.
[Doctor Ian, removes his tie from his
neck and unbuttons his top button on the
shirt.]
Doctor Ian: Well it sounds to me, like your
offering a number one contenders match to
me.
Greg Venom: That sounds good to me.
[Doctor Ian removes his blazer and
untucks his shirt from his trousers.]
Doctor Ian: How about now?
Greg Venom: That’s just dandy!
[Both Venom and Ian drops their
respective microphones and square up to each
other in the center of the UCW ring. They
both mouth words to each other, the TV
microphones unable to pick them up, Venom
smiles and Ian loads off a right hook to his
brother. Venom stumbles back wards, before
charging back at Ian, into a Lou Thesz press
and pummelling Ian from on top of him.]
Jeff Dodson: Oh my God!!! It’s all going
off here! Greg! Ian! Oh My God! We need
security out here!
[Ian manages to kick Venom off of him,
but Venom gets to his feet, stomping on
Ian’s stomach. Venom then slides outside
the ring, grabbing a chair from the
timekeeper. Venom slides back into the ring,
with Ian getting to his feet. Venom attempts
to clock Ian on the head with the chair, but
Ian kicks him in the midsection, Venom
dropping the chair. Ian and Venom lock up
again, both throwing punches.]
Jeff Dodson: We need officials out here to
stop them!
Mike Heffron: Let them go!
Jeff Dodson: Venom has a match later! He
needs to conserve his energy for that.
[Back in the ring, Venom and Ian continue
to go at it. Suddenly “Eye of the Tiger”
by Survivor hits the sound system. Ian and
Greg release their grip on each other,
looking at each other bewildered. A familiar
UCW face appears from behind the curtain on
the ramp, wearing a grey suit with aviator
sunglasses.]
Jeff Dodson: Can you believe it! It’s
Tommy DeWitt!
[Tommy DeWitt walks down to the ring,
Doctor Ian and Greg Venom both looking
confused at each other. As Tommy gets into
the ring, he picks up a loose microphone.
Venom nods at Tommy, whilst from behind
Venom, Ian attacks him with a push. Venom
stumbles forward, spinning around, then
pushing the Good Doctor back.]
Tommy DeWitt: Whoa! Whoa! Easy fella’s.
Come on now.
[Venom pushes Tommy away before charging
at Ian, who pushes Venom back. Tommy stands
back.]
Tommy DeWitt: Guys, guys, look at yourselves
for one moment. Can’t you see something,
or am I the only one watching UCW at the
moment? Doctor Ian against Greg Venom,
it’s not right? Can’t you see this is
what everyone here, the UCW Roster, the UCW
Staff, the UCW fans want. They want to see
you two kick the living shit out of each
other.
[The UCW fans boo DeWitt, who stands
back, walking around the ring.]
Mike Heffron: Jees, DeWitt! Let them go!
Tommy DeWitt: Come on guys? What are you
fighting for? For what? To satisfy these
people, the so called fans, who don’t know
the slightest thing about family values?
[The crowd jeers DeWitt again, who shakes
his head.]
Tommy DeWitt: Listen to me now baby, listen
to Tommy. Your both fighting for a company
who based its new generation on brother
versus brother, blood against blood. Do you
hate each other, do you want to put your
dirty laundry on TV to let the world to see.
No! They’ve taken your family values and
turned you both into a bunch of haters,
feeding the fuel of what they want! Anger,
aggression and blood shed.
[DeWitt places his hand the shoulder of
Venom, before angling his head for Ian to
join them. Ian places his hand on Venom’s
shoulder.]
Tommy DeWitt: Your both better than that,
your both better than what UCW has to offer
you right now. You don’t deserve to be
booed or looked over because your mainstays
here, you deserve to be rewarded. You
deserve to be appreciated. I started
wrestling in FSW because of you Greg. You
got Johnny and me in the business. And Doc,
you’re the reason I’ve got belief.
You’ve gotten me into so many places I
lost count. UCWF, DAW, eWa and its both
because you are good and decent people. And
now, your both fighting each other, pleasing
them, when all they want is blood shed.
Mike Heffron: He’s making sense Dodso!
[Tommy looks away in disgust as the fans
boo.]
Tommy DeWitt: And what do Joey Johnson, Mike
Valens and Annie Alvarez do? Encourage you
guys to fight because it’s good for
ratings? Now, since they got the bigger name
in like Patrick McCarthy, what have they got
you two doing? Fighting each other over the
scraps. You both should be number one
contender’s in my eyes. Why? Because I
love you guys. Deep down I know one thing.
You both love each other too. Come on, hug
it out.
[Doctor Ian looks at Venom; Greg Venom
exchanges glances before the two of them hug
in the middle of the ring. The crowd jeer
loudly, Tommy sitting back and smiling. He
joins the hugs.]
Jeff Dodson: Can you believe this?
Mike Heffron: It’s heart warming.
[Doctor Ian takes the microphone from
Tommy DeWitt.]
Doctor Ian: You know one thing here Greg,
Tommy’s right. You and I are better
together than we are apart. If one of us
becomes World Champion, the other should be
proud and respect the other, not fight among
ourselves.
[Greg Venom picks up the other
microphone.]
Greg Venom: So what your saying is BROS are
back?
Doctor Ian: I think that’s what I’m
saying? Is that what your thinking?
Greg Venom: I think that’s what I’m
saying? So what does that mean?
Tommy DeWitt: BROS are back together.
That’s what I’m declaring!!!
[Ian and Greg both shakes hands in the
middle of the ring. When all of a sudden
“Cosmonaut” by At The Drive-In hits the
speakers and the fans surge to their feet
with a thunderous wave of cheers. From
behind the entrance curtain emerges the new
UCW World Heavyweight Champion: Patrick
McCarthy.]
Jeff Dodson: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Saint
has entered the building!
[McCarthy – wearing a black leather
jacket over a brand new UCW-style
“McCarthy Disciple” T-Shirt and jeans
– holds the UCW World title slung over his
left shoulder and a microphone in his right
hand. He stands at the center on the stage
for a moment, staring down at DeWitt, Venom
and the Doc before extending both arms; the
title clenched in his left and hand and the
microphone pointed to the fans who chant
“Pat McCarthy *Clap, clap,
clap-clap-clap*”.]
Mike Heffron: What the hell is McCarthy
doing out here? He's ruining this wonderful
moment.
[McCarthy drapes the title back over his
shoulder before lifting the microphone up to
his mouth. He pauses as there is a
resurgence of cheers for the new champion.]
Jeff Dodson: Well, Mike, you may not like
him, but these fans here in Green Bay are
voicing their support for the newly crowned
UCW World Heavyweight Champion.
[McCarthy speaks.]
Patrick McCarthy: Green Bay, Wisconsin.
[Cheap crowd pop for the ubiquitous
hometown mention.]
Patrick McCarthy: Now I know Wisconsin is
known for its cheese, but I didn't think I'd
ever see anything as cheesy as what's going
on in that ring right now.
[The three men in the ring shoot daggers
at McCarthy as he makes his way down the
entrance ramp.]
Patrick McCarthy: Far be it for me to
interrupt this little love-fest between Ace
and Gary, but if you all are going to be
talking about Patrick McCarthy and about
Patrick McCarthy's WORLD Heavyweight title
belt... well then, shouldn't Paddy Mac be
there to join in the festivities?
[McCarthy climbs up onto the ring apron
and steps into the ring. He pauses for a
second to look at the crowd before stepping
right up in Dr. Ian's face. The crowd begins
buzzing and cheering.]
Patrick McCarthy: Dr. Ian... the king
without a throne. You seem to have done a
little research about my past, haven't you?
Bro, you better careful which names you drop
or The Saint just may have to drop you.
[The crowd cheers as McCarthy gives a
little distance before quickly jumping back
in Ian's face. Ian though has the biggest
shit eating grin on his face the Good Doctor
had ever seen.]
Patrick McCarthy: AGAIN!
[The crowd goes wild as Dr. Ian grows red
with fury, Tommy DeWitt holding him back.]
Patrick McCarthy: But if you had down your
research a little more thoroughly, Doc,
you'd have learned that I'm a fighting
champion. I'll defend this belt, any damn
day, any damn time against any damn one.
Whether it be you...
[McCarthy quickly sidesteps to get up in
Greg Venom's face]
Patrick McCarthy: ... or YOU! You see I
don't know what the UCW was like when you
two held this belt, but now that I'm here...
now that I'm the champion, the free ride is
over. You both want a shot at my title? Be
careful what you wish for, boys... you just
might get it!
[“Cosmonaut” by At The Drive once
again hits the speakers, McCarthy raises the
bely above his head. Ian nods to him, Venom
motions that he'll see him later in the
ring. McCarthy grins as he exits the rings,
taking his Championship belt with him, the
camera pans back to BROS inside the ring who
are leaning on the ring ropes watching
McCarthy leave, while discussing tactics.]
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Backstage
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[We are backstage at the Resche Center
for Mind Games as Peter Gilmour is seen
warming up for his big match versus Liam
Hennigan. Peter finishes up his
warmups and then goes over to put on his
black cloaked robe as a knock comes on the
door.]
Peter: Come in.
[Max Masterson, Peter's long-time friend
and mentor comes in wearing a black suit and
pants. Peter and Max hug and shake hands as
they say hello to each other.]
Max: You ready for tonight's match?
Peter: Indeed I am old friend. I am ready to
kick the crap out of Liam and get my chance
to face that big retard Chip Horton for a
chance at the UCW Intercontinental Title.
Liam can say all the shit
he wants about coming to the ring a changed
man. It won't matter who you come as because
I am going to defeat you, then Horton and
then take Bison's Intercontinental Title.You
see I might of lost to Venom
at Gold Rush and got thrown out by Bison in
the rumble match. But I didn't cry like a
little bitch like some people did. I trained
even harder for my chance to get back into
the title picture. And tonight, I take
another step in acheiving that goal. Tonight
Liam, you are going to be taken to the
Xtreme and you will come to learn that I am
much better than you. So pray to whatever
GOD you want. He is not going to save you
from the ass kicking I am going to inflict
on your ass. Liam, we fought before and I
showed you what I got. We had a good battle.
This time however, I will not go down so
easily. I am going to defeat you and show
Bison and Horton that I am NOT someone to be
looked over. They will know that Peter
Gilmour is FOR REAL.
Max: OK you're not Chris Benoit dude.
Peter: No, I'm not a murderer. But I love to
"cripple" people. And that is how
I am going to leave Liam. A crippled, bloddy
mess. See you in the ring Liam.
[Peter flashes the "X" sign as
Max looks at the camera with a determined
look as we fade back to ringside.]
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Ringside
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Jeff Dodson: Strong words from Peter
Gilmour, he sure is focused on that
Intercontinental title Heffron.
Mike Heffron: Sure he is, but Liam Hennigan
will be too. It’s up to one of those two
to take the opportunity handed to them
tonight.
Jeff Dodson: Indeed it is, and we’ll hand
you over to Donald Donovan, because that one
is up next!
Intercontinental Title Number One
Contender Eliminator
Peter Gilmour v Liam Hennigan
Donald Donovan: The following match
is an eliminator for the right to fight for
the Intercontinental title number one
contendership! Introducing first, from
Hollywood, California. Weighing 220 pounds,
The Golden One, Liam Hennigan!
[ The arena lights dim, not fully, but
dim as the first few seconds of "Hate
Me Now" by Nas starts to play. A golden
light hits as the red carpet is rolled out
and once the words 'this is what makes me,
this is what i am' is heard a pyro from the
top of the entrance ramps blasts and Liam
Hennigan bursts through the black curtain.
Wearing his trademark sunglasses and fur
coat he looks towards the left, followed by
the right and then taunting.]
[Liam looks at the red carpet making sure
it's perfectly aligned and ready for him to
grace, he walks down being booed very loudly
but it doesn't put him of at all as he is
only focused on one thing, winning. Liam
climbs up the steel steps shouting abuse at
those in the front row and, as his entrance
theme says, 'you can hate me now', he climbs
into the ring before taking off his fur
coat, climbing onto the second rope and
taunting.]
Donald Donovan: And his opponent,
currently residing in Los Angeles,
California. Weighing in at 255 pounds, The
Executioner, Peter Gilmour!
[ The lights go out in the arena and the
beginning chords of Lamb of God's WALK WITH
ME IN HELL begin to play. The lights then
turn red and Max Masterson begins to make
his way out to the ramp. He is dressed in a
red suit and holding a singapore cane. He
looks over the crowd and begins to laugh.
Soon after, Peter Gilmour comes out in a
dark red cloak with no hood and the words
"Xtreme" on the back. Peter meets
Max and both of them throw up an
"X" as fire emits in the same
fashion behind them. The duo goes to the
ring, ignoring the fans comments towards
them. Max gets into the ring first and Peter
follows behind him. Peter goes into the
middle of the ring stretches out his arms
and rolls his eyes in back of his head ala
the Undertaker, as the lights come back on.
Max takes off Peter's cloak and Peter looks
at Hennigan intently, no doubt already
planning his demise.]
Jeff Dodson: Here we go Heffron, this should
be a cracker.
Mike Heffron: I think it’s safe to say
these two men don’t like each other. It
might not be pretty.
[Gilmour wastes no time in getting
straight on the offensive, going straight
after Liam even before the bell rings, the
referee hastily makes the signal to get us
officially underway and Gilmour is already
laying into Hennigan with some heavy right
and left hand shots to The Golden Boys face.
Liam eventually manages to stop the early
punishment by bringing his hand up and
raking Gilmour’s eyes, temporarily
blinding the big man and giving Liam time to
catch his breath for the first time, under
scorn from the referee for his illegal eye
rake. Hennigan merely brushes the referee
aside and sets about attacking Gilmour,
chopping him a couple of times across the
chest. He sends Gilmour off the ropes, only
for The Executioner to reverse it. Gilmour
then waits for Liam to bounce back but is
caught off guard when the Golden Boy
launches into a spinning wheel kick,
connecting right with Gilmour’s chin and
taking him off his feet.]
Jeff Dodson: Liam Hennigan showcases his
agility and athleticism early on here to
take the advantage off Peter Gilmour.
Mike Heffron: I like Gilmour Dodso, but The
Golden Boy is a star in waiting. Why that
idiot Joey Johnson can’t see his potential
I don’t know.
[Hennigan is straight back on Gilmour as
he gets to his feet, not giving him a moment
to settle. He hits him with a few forearms
to the jaw, followed quickly by a kick to
the gut, doubling Gilmour over. Liam sees
his opportunity and runs against the ropes
behind Gilmour, as he bounces backwards he
sets Gilmour up for a bulldog but brings his
face down against his knee for a diving knee
drop bulldog. Hennigan quickly scurries on
top for an early cover…]
1…2
Kick out!
Jeff Dodson: Hennigan is on his game
tonight, Gilmour needs to step things up
here.
Mike Heffron: Gilmour looks a little too
hyped to me Jeff, he needs to be more
calculating and less caught up in the
moment.
Jeff Dodson: I can understand why though
Mike, it’s a big opportunity for Gilmour
tonight.
[Hennigan drags the big man up to a
vertical base and bashes him round the head
a couple of times, before getting him
position for a release German suplex. As he
lifts Gilmour however, The Executioner
manages to lift his foot against Liam’s
leg and block the attempt. Liam tries a
second time but once again Gilmour blocks,
this time following up with some elbows to
Hennigan’s face, forcing him to release
his hold. Hennigan stumbles backwards and
Gilmour doesn’t need second invitation to
wrestle back the initiative, charging at
Liam and meeting him with a flying forearm
smash to send him to the mat. Hennigan flips
right back to his feet but hasn’t really
got his bearings and wanders straight into a
bridging northern lights suplex…]
1…2
Kick Out!
Jeff Dodson: Gilmour is back on top, and
building some momentum here!
Mike Heffron: Indeed, it looks hard to
separate these two though Jeff.
[Gilmour picks Liam up and whips him hard
into the corner, causing him to stumble
straight back out into a quick kick to the
mid-section from The Executioner. Gilmour
pulls Liam’s doubled up frame toward him
and set’s him up for a devastating
powerbomb, before rolling on top and hooking
the leg.]
1…2..
Kick Out!
Mike Heffron: That was a close shave for
Hennigan.
Jeff Dodson: It sure was, Gilmour is putting
his power and strength advantage to good use
here.
[Gilmour makes a signal to suggest he
wants to end things and begins to stalk Liam
as he gets to his feet, when he finally
drags himself up, Gilmour pounces and looks
for his own RKO version he’s coined the
Gilmour Cutter. He gets the shape for it,
but at the last minute Hennigan just manages
to push him off and send him against the
ropes, as he bounces off The Golden Boy acts
on auto pilot and lifts his leg, crunching
Gilmours jaw as he meets it with an
A-Listing Superkick. Gilmour immediately
crumples to the mat as Liam drops to his
knees and slowly makes his way over to
Peter’s prone form, draping an arm over
for the cover.]
Jeff Dodson: That has to be it! Hennigan’s
signature A-Listing connects!
Mike Heffron: One…two…thr…NO! Gilmour
gets the shoulder up.
[Hennigan slams his fist against the mat
in frustration at his opponents late kick
out. He drags Gilmour up with him as he gets
to his feet and chops him a couple of times,
forcing him backwards till he’s leaning
against the ropes. Hennigan whips the big
man against the opposite set of ropes and
charges back toward The Executioner, however
out of nowhere Gilmour catches Hennigan’s
dive toward him early and slams him down in
one movement with his version of a black
hole slam, DOOMSDAY. Gilmour drops down on
top of Hennigan for the cover…]
1…2…3!
Donald Donovan: Here is your winner,
Peter Gilmour!
Jeff Dodson: Peter Gilmour picks up the win
out of nowhere, Hennigan must have though he
had him there and took his eye off the ball
for just one second, but that was enough for
Gilmour to take advantage and book his match
against Chip Horton next week.
Mike Heffron: I’m excited about that one
already, I’m sure there will be more
opportunities for Liam Hennigan to strike
gold in the future though Dodso. Just as
soon as out clown of a co-owner realises his
stunning ability.
Winner by Pinfall via DOOMSDAY: Peter
Gilmour
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Backstage
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[We cut to the Resche Center’s
underground car park, the scene is abandoned
for a few seconds before the low hum of an
engine can be heard. The camera swings
towards the entrance and catches sight of a
black limousine gliding into the frame and
follows it’s path until it comes to a
halt, right in front of us. The cameraman
keeps his line of vision right on the door,
and after a few seconds we see a well shined
pair of black shoes and a set of black
trouser legs swing their way out of the limo
door. The new arrival steps out of the limo
and walks toward the arena itself, as he
does so the camera pans slowly upwards,
taking in the man’s smart black suit and
blue shirt combo. As we’re just about to
pan up past the chest and get a glimpse of
the face, a hand covers the camera lens,
plunging us into darkness as we hear a
voice…]
???: Not yet pal, save it for later.
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Ringside
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Jeff Dodson: Looks like we have a V.I.P in
the building Heffron, who do you think it
could be?
Mike Heffron: Well I’ve heard whispers
Dodso that we’re going to see the return
of one Mike Valens tonight.
Jeff Dodson: Mike Valens, Captain
Credible?!? But he’s in a wheel chair
Heffron!?
Mike Heffron: He was Dodso, but it’s
amazing what modern medicine can do if you
have a wedge of cash.
Jeff Dodson: Well, we’ve already seen the
return of Tommy DeWitt tonight, so you
can’t rule anything out!
Mike Heffron: That’s right, and we’ll
see if DeWitt’s return has had any effect
on Doctor Ian, as his encounter with
Stardust is up next!
Stardust v Doctor Ian
Donald Donavan: “The following is set
for one fall. On his way to the ring,
hailing from Hollywood, California and
weighing in at 153lbs… STAAAAAAAAARDUST!!!”
[The whole screen blacks out as if all
the lights in the arena have gone out all at
once. Slowly through the PA System you can
hear a song being played.]
" If you're like us, calling all
riders, roll up beside us, no place to hide
us,
all freedom fighters, let's unite us, switch
on your nitrous and...let's.. go...
Destination, for navigation, man up ya
stations, feel the sensation surround
invasion,
with communication, move quick, we might
avoid contamination"
[A large number 5 appears on the screen
as the song continues to play]
" Down, Here comes the sound, everyone
pound your feet to this Phenomenon, Now
let's make it
loud, let's show 'em all how you move to
this phenomenon, Roll! Open your soul, maybe
lose
control inside of this phenomenon, just let
your self go, and let everyone know you move
to
this phenomenon."
[Now a large number 4 appears on the
screen it appears obvious or at least
obvious that it is counting down to
something. But what is that something? The
song continues.]
" Don't let these spiders crawl up
beside us, they want to bite us, inject the
virus. Raise up
the lighters, praise to the righteous, we
need to guide us, get...prepared..to..
go..if you're
like us, calling all riders, roll up beside
is, no place to hide us, all freedom
fighters,
let's unite us, switch on your nitrous..and..
lets..go.."
[A large number 3 appears followed by a
nice pyro display through the pyro we can
see a figure standing with his back to the
crowd as the song continues to play.]
"Down, Here comes the sound, everyone
pound your feet to this Phenomenon, Now
let's make it
loud, let's show 'em all how you move to
this phenomenon, roll! Open your soul, maybe
lose
control inside of this phenomenon, just let
your self go, and let everyone know you move
to
this phenomenon."
[The countdown reaches to 2 as a
spotlight seems to finally started to work
and it shines down on the figure. His back
still turned, yet we can make out his blonde
hair, blue tights with a Star on his right
and left leg. He raises his hand in the air
and shows one finger being held out and he
than slowly brings it down. As he does so a
large row of pyro goes off behind him and he
turns around. Once the pyro dies down the
lights in the arena turn on and the figure
walks his way towards the ring. He gets in
as some of the fans who most likely have
heard of this guy starts whispering to one
another. The figure gets into the ring,
poses for the crowd and awaits his
opponent.]
Donald Donavan: “His opponent.
Weighing in at 239lbs and hailing from South
Wales, United Kingdom. Doctoooooor
Iaaaaaaaaan!!”
[“Too Cool For School” by Fountains
of Wayne hits the sound system; pyros and
smoke are released on the stage and Doctor
Ian appears grinning from behind the smoke,
a long black coat over his ring attire.]
He walks alone under the big city lights
He always knows just when the time is right
He never shows what he's thinking he keeps
it inside
Because he's too cool for school
[Standing in the middle of the ramp, Ian
raises his right arm in the air the boos and
the jeers from the crowd heavily drawing on
him.]
He comes alive oh, when the sun goes down
He gets it right you know he's always down
He keeps one eye open and his ear to the
ground
And he's too cool for school
[The camera pans to the faces of the
crowd, many looking in disgust at Doctor
Ian, who when the camera pans back to him
possess the biggest shit eating grin in the
arena. Chewing on gum, Ian slowly makes
small footsteps, strutting on his way to the
ring]
He's an operator, he's a real player
And if you mess with him, You know you'll
never win
He's an instigator, Enemy eliminator
And when he knocks you better, You better
let him in
[As he gets near the bottom of the aisle,
he quickly spins around, grabbing a sign
from a young child at ringside, ripping it
through the middle. He grins again, soda and
various items thrown at him from the crowd.
Ian slowly struts around the ring and
towards the ring steps]
He's got his own way of getting things done
He's always looking out for number one
Don't try to beat him cause he's already won
And he's too cool for school
[Ian grins walking across the outside of
the apron, as he gets into the ring he spins
three-sixty degrees with his arms apart. He
smiles in the middle of the ring, before
strutting to his corner, removing his ear
rings as he does, nodding his head either
side, still chewing his gum.]
Jeff Dodson: All right! Here we go now. Two
men who are infamous with the history of
UCW, head to head for the first time.
Mike Heffron: I’ve never liked Doctor Ian.
But I don’t know, there’s been a great
change over him tonight as he looks for the
UCW Championship.
[Stardust and Doctor Ian circle each
other, both then hooking up, Ian placing
Stardust in a headlock. Stardust then pushes
Ian off of him sending him to the ropes. On
the return, Ian shoulder barges Stardust
down, sending him to the mat. Stardust
quickly gets back to his feet, throwing a
closed fist punch into the face of Doctor
Ian. Ian stumbles back and Stardust keeps
coming sending him into the corner. Stardust
grabs Ian’s arm, then attempts to whip him
to the opposite turnbuckle. Ian chases after
him, a quick offence in mind, but Stardust
reaches the turnbuckle, managing to lift
himself over the chasing Ian. Ian stops
himself, spins around before getting
cluttered with a dropkick in the face via
Stardust. The crowd goes wild!]
Jeff Dodson: What a great start by Stardust!
Mike Heffron: Doctor Ian looks angry.
Jeff Dodson: It’s a match he expects to
win.
[Ian gets back to his feet, Stardust
grinning at him. Ian charges towards
Stardust, who kicks the Good Doctor in the
midsection, Ian holds his stomach. Stardust
instinctively hits a Russian Leg Sweep, on
Ian, who hits the mat hard. Stardust then
runs to the ropes, attempting a Lionsault.
Stardust flies off the ropes and at the last
possible second, Ian raises his knees that
land into Stardust’s midsection. Stardust
rolls around in agony and Ian pushes himself
towards the ring ropes, pulling himself up
off of them.]
Jeff Dodson: That moves not going to do
Stardust any favours there.
Mike Heffron: It gives Ian the advantage
now.
Jeff Dodson: Someone like the veteran that
is Ian only needs the slightest advantage.
[As Ian gets to his feet, he stumbles
over to Stardust and begins to stomp on him,
the crowd jeering louder with every boot
that is dropped. Ian stumbles backwards when
he stops, looking around the arena, the
crowd still jeering, a look of disgust on
his face. He goes back towards Stardust,
grabbing him by the hair, but as Stardust
gets to one knee, he starts to throw a few
punches in the direction of Doctor Ian, Ian
letting go of the hair of Stardust. Stardust
keeps fighting back until he gets to his
feet. As he gets to his feet, Stardust runs
to the ropes, on the return he attempts the
clothesline, but Ian reverses it into a
sidewalk slam, both men lying dead in the
center of the ring.]
Jeff Dodson: What a move there! Great
awareness from the former UCW World
Champion.
Mike Heffron: Come on Doc get to your feet!
Come on!!!
[Ian once again uses the ropes to get to
his feet, but notices Stardust out. Instead,
he falls onto Stardust, attempting a quick
cover.]
Ref: 1… 2…
[Stardust easily kicks out after two.]
Jeff Dodson: Ian needs to do more to
Stardust to put him away.
[At this point Tommy DeWitt walks down the
aisle, slowly. As the fans realise this,
more turn and boo DeWitt, who keeps his eyes
on the action in the ring.]
Jeff Dodson: What the hell is DeWitt doing
out here?
Mike Heffron: He’s out here to support his
friend.
[Ian and Stardust both get to their feet
and begin to exchange punches. Stardust
picks the pace up and follows a throw with a
punch with a kick in the midsection. Ian
stumbles back into the corner, the charges
out at Stardust with a clothesline, but
Stardust ducks the attempted clothesline,
spins around, taking Ian down with a tornado
DDT. The crowd goes wild.]
Jeff Dodson: It’s all with Stardust now!!
[Ian stumbles around the ring, walking
into Stardust, each punch that is thrown by
Stardust, connects to Ian’s face, the Good
Doctor falling down after each punch. After
the third one is thrown, Ian stumbles back
into the corner, Stardust lining up his Star
struck finishing move. As Ian stumbles out
half dazed, Stardust strikes with his Star
Struck (super kick) but at the last second,
Ian ducks out of the way, the referee
getting Stardust’s boot in his face.]
Jeff Dodson: The referee is out. Ian put the
referee in the line of fire!!!
Mike Heffron: Genius! The Good Doctor shows
why he’s the most intelligent wrestler in
UCW today!
Jeff Dodson: Shut up!
[Stardust shakes his head at the referee
who’s out cold on the deck. Stardust then
shakes his head as he turns around, then
gets kicked in the midsection by Doctor Ian.
Ian then hoists Stardust onto his shoulder,
motioning the Doctor Driver. As Ian goes to
drop, Stardust gets out of the hold onto his
feet, taking Ian down with a modified
standing bulldog. He then quickly hits Ian
with an STF]
Jeff Dodson: BROKEN CONTRACT!!! STARDUST HAS
IAN IN THE BROKEN CONTRACT
[Ian yells in pain and begins to tap.]
Mike Heffron: There’s no referee! He’s
out!
[Tommy DeWitt, grabs a chair on the
outside, pushing over Donald Donavan as he
does so. Tommy then slides under the ring
ropes, into the ring. But out of the corner
of his eye, Stardust sees DeWitt, breaking
the STF. Ian rolls around in pain, as DeWitt
stops mid swing of an attempted hit on
Stardust. Instead DeWitt throws the chair at
Stardust. Stardust catches the chair and
DeWitt hits a super kick onto the chair,
Stardust falling backwards.]
Mike Heffron: THE BOX OFFICE SMASH!!! DEWITT
HITS A MOVE WE HAVEN’T SEEN HIM DO IN TWO
YEARS!!!!
[DeWitt then grabs Ian and places him on
top of Stardust. Tommy then revives the
referee, before removing the chair and
exiting the ring, who crawls over to make
the count, a very slow count.]
Ref: 1…
Jeff Dodson: No….
Ref: 2…
Jeff Dodson: NOT LIKE THIS!!!
Ref: 3!!!
[The referee calls for the bell, DeWitt
quickly entering the ring, grabbing Ian to
his feet. Ian, with his eyes half closed,
doesn’t know where he is, but has his arm
around DeWitt.]
Mike Heffron: Ian won! The Good Doctor
defeated Stardust!
Jeff Dodson: All because of Tommy DeWitt.
DeWitt won Ian the match, the self
proclaimed King of UCW struggled all match
against Stardust.
Mike Heffron: Like Ian cares Dodso!
Winner By Pinfall via Outside
Interference: Doctor Ian
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Backstage
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[Our camera’s move to a backstage
corridor where we catch sight of Chip Horton
is in full flow, bragging about his
accomplishments to Melissa Sandford.]
Chip Horton: And that’s why The King Of
Awesomeness is a born winner. And what’s
more, that Intercontinental title has got my
name on it, that big freak Bison’s just
keeping it warm for me.
[As Chip finishes talking we see someone
move across the screen behind him, a blurred
figure dressed in black, hard to make out
due to the lack of focus. When he passes he
can clearly be heard to say…]
???: We’ll see about that kid.
[Horton looks surprised for a moment but
then visibly gets angry as he turns to
confront whoever dared question the King of
Awesomeness, however as Chip turns around
he’s left looking at a door swinging shut
toward the end of the corridor. He shrugs
his shoulders and turns his attention back
to impressing UCW’s head interviewer.]
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Ringside
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Mike Heffron: Who the hell was that? How
dare they question the King of Awesomeness!
Jeff Dodson: I don’t know Mike, but it
looked to me like the same person who
arrived in that Limo earlier, still think it
was Mike Valens?
Mike Heffron: So my sources tell me Dodso.
Jeff Dodson: Whoever it is has picked one
hell of a night to make an impact, we’ve
already seen the return of Tommy DeWitt,
firstly re-uniting BROS and then helping, no
sorry, practically carrying Doctor Ian to a
win over Stardust.
Mike Heffron: Lighten up Dodso, we’ve also
seen a pumped up Peter Gilmour move past
Liam Hennigan to set up a shot at Chip
Horton next week. That match will have the
number one contendership to the
Interconintal title riding on it, but I have
to ask the question Jeff, who the hell would
want a shot at Bison, he’s an animal!
Jeff Dodson: Gilmour’s a pretty big guy
himself Heff, and let’s not forget how
much Chip Horton thinks of himself, 90% is
mental. Plus, Horton has already run Bison
close once before, at Goldrush. While Bison
is intimidating, he’s not unbeatable, just
ask Patrick McCarthy.
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Backstage
========
[We cut straight to the office of UCW
Co-Owner Joey Johnson. ‘The Icon’ is
seated behind his desk, running his fingers
across the stubble on his chin, a thoughtful
expression on his face as he looks over a
piece of paper in front of him. Eventually
he nods his head in approval and hands the
contract across the table, as we pan out we
can see he’s handing to a man sat opposite
him. However, as the camera is behind him,
all we can is his black suit jacket hanging
on the back of the chair, the back of his
blue shirt and his dark, fairly short hair.]
Joey Johnson: Ok, just sign here and we’re
all done.
[The mystery man takes the contract and
clicks the top of a pen, readying to sign,
as he does so Joey holds up a hand..]
Joey: Just one more time, you’re sure this
is what you want? They say you should never
go back.
???: Sure as I’ll ever be, you should know
better than most.
[Joey raises his eyebrows in
acknowledgment and watches as the man signs
his name on the contract, before once again
clicking the pen and handing the paper back
to Joey.]
Joey: Ok then, welcome to UCW, I’m
guessing you don’t need the grand tour?
???: I think I’ll be alright.
Joey: Then I’ll see you next week, expect
to compete.
???: Wait just a minute, I’m going to need
some mic time. I have some unfinished
business out there.
Joey: The main event’s just about to get
underway, but I’ll give you a slot to
close the show, make it good though.
The man nods and gets to his feet,
shaking hands with Joey as we cut back to
ringside.]
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Ringside
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Jeff Dodson: It’s our mystery guest again
Heffron, and it looks like he signed on the
dotted line with UCW!
Mike Heffron: I think you’ll find you’re
wrong Dodso, and once again I’m right.
Jeff Dodson: Really? Enlighten us please
Guru Heffron.
Mike Heffron: I’m fairly sure what
you’ve just seen is Captain Credible hand
over his half of UCW to The Icon, in order
to return to the roster.
Jeff Dodson: Surprisingly it makes sense,
and what a story it would be! By the sound
of it we’ll find out right after our main
event, which is up next!
Greg Venom v Chip Horton v Bison © v
Patrick McCarthy ©
Donald Donovan: The following match is
scheduled for one fall and is a non title
bout! Introducing first, from Auschwitz,
Poland. Weighing in at 268 pounds, he is the
Intercontinental champion, Bison!
[The German national anthem plays and by
its beat, Bison marches into the arena. He
carries with him the swastika flag raised
high above his head. Fixing it into a slot
in the first turnbuckle Bison climbs into
the ring and salutes to his furor, then
turning his back on the flag stands hard to
attention and awaits the start of his
match.]
[The arena is engulfed in completely and
utter darkness. At this, the crowd begin to
boo and jeer uncontrollably, as they know
that there can only be one man who is about
to make his entrance. ‘Ties That Bind’
by Alter Bridge begins to play throughout
the arena. As the song picks up at the 23
second mark, blue smoke begins to seep out
of the entrance tunnel, and from all around
the tron. At this moment, the figure of a
man, wearing a long, black trench coat,
becomes visible in the smoke, and the boos
grow larger still. The man is staring down
at the floor. As the song hits the first
chord of the chorus, the man suddenly raises
his head and arms up high above his head,
and on each hand shows the rock and roll
sign, as fireworks go off behind him in a
variety of different colours. He is now
smoking cockily at the crowd, who have
nothing but disdain for him. He then begins
his walk down the ramp, arguing with members
of the crowd on his way…]
Donald Donovan: Making his way to the
ring, now residing in Toronto, Ontario,
Canada…He weighs in tonight at two hundred
and forty pounds…The self-proclaimed
Unquestioned Lord and Ruler of the
Universe…This is ‘The King of
Awesomeness’…CHIIIIIIIIIP
HORRRRRRRRTONNN!”
[As his name is mentioned, the boos reach
a high again, and KoA cockily poses to the
crowd, who then boo him even more. He just
smirks, and runs the rest of the way down
the ramp and slides in to the ring under the
bottom rope. He lies on the mat on his
stomach for a moment, cockily smirking,
before jumping up on each turnbuckle and
showing the crowd the Sign of Awesomeness,
who reply with the middle finger and boos
too him. He laughs at them, before removing
his trench coat and throwing it at a near by
stage hand. ‘Ties That Bind’ then cuts
and the lights return to normal.]
Donald Donovan: Introducing third,
from Newport, South Wales. Weighing in at
210 pounds, The Venomous One Greg Venom!
[The lights in the arena flash Green and
white before “Poison” by Alice Cooper
hits out. A few fire works go off behind UCW
superstar Greg Venom as he appears at the
top of the ramp. He looks out towards all
the people in the arena. As he smiles he is
met with a pop of very few cheers. As he
walks towards the ring, Venom gets into a
few of the fans faces that are flipping him
off and throwing refreshments at him. As he
gets by the steel steps a few fans hold out
there hands Greg just waves them off and
climbs towards the ring.
In the ring he climbs onto each corner one
at a time pointing his thumbs towards his
chest, he then looks over towards the
referee and nods and loosens up against the
ropes.]
[ “Cosmonaut” by At the Drive-In hits
the sound system and the lights in the arena
start flashing. From behind the entrance
curtain emerges Patrick McCarthy, wearing
sunglasses, a “McCarthy Disciple”
T-shirt, and a black leather jacket. A large
set of rosary hangs from McCarthy’s neck
as he bows his head, before looking up and
making the sign of the cross - blessing
himself – then hyping up the crowd.]
Donald Donovan: Finally, making his
way to the ring. Currently residing in
Boston, Massachusetts and weighing in at 185
pounds. He is your World Heavyweight
Champion, The Saint, Patrick McCarthy!
[ McCarthy walks down to the ring giving
high-fives to the fans along the walkway.
McCarthy hands his sunglasses to a small fan
at ringside before sliding in under the
bottom ropes. McCarthy climbs two of the
turnbuckles repeating the act from the
entrance way, before slowly removing his
shirt, jacket and rosary beads.]
Jeff Dodson: This is what we’ve been
looking forward to Heffron, a lot of pent up
aggression left over from last week should
be on show. Seemingly everyone has issues
with everyone else and of course the man
with the biggest target on his back is The
Saint, UCW’s new Champion, Patrick
McCarthy.
Mike Heffron: Of course he is Dodso, you get
a win over the champ and you put yourself
right in the title picture, Patrick McCarthy
has to live with being a walking target
every week he holds that belt.
[In the ring all four men circle each
other cagily, each waiting for another to
make the first move. Eventually Horton stops
and exchanges glances with Venom and Bison,
seconds later they all charge toward Patrick
McCarthy and start laying into The Saint
with lefts, rights, boots, forearms and just
about everything bar the kitchen sink.
Eventually Venom and Horton step back and
allow Bison to pick McCarthy up and send him
down hard to the mat with a pumphandle slam.
As the big man flexes his muscles when he
gets up he’s taken by surprise by a
step-up enzuguri right to his temple,
courtesy of Chip Horton’s right boot. The
self proclaimed King Of Awesomeness looks
very pleased with himself and taps the side
of his head, indicating to the crowd he’d
used his brain to take advantage. However
Horton had forgotten the prescence of Greg
Venom and turned round right into Lou Thesz
press, followed by a barrage of right hands
from the former UCW heavyweight champion. An
angry Bison interrupts Venom’s right hands
by literally dragging Greg off Horton and
flinging him through the air before stomping
a mud hole into Chip. Venom meanwhile picks
himself up and turns his attention towards
McCarthy who’s just getting to his feet
across the other side of the ring. Venom
clubs him on the back several times to keep
him on the back foot, then drives him back
down to the canvas with a sharp DDT. Bison
on the other hand has lost some of his
momentum against Horton, the latter having
managed to poke Bison in the eye while being
dragged to his feet and then taken the big
man off his feet with a chop block to the
back his knee.]
Jeff Dodson: Frantic start here Heffron,
it’s almost like we’ve got two mini
matches going on here, with Venom wanting
revenge on McCarthy and Horton seeking
retribution on Bison.
Mike Heffron: That’s right Jeff and at the
moment both champions are on the defensive.
[Chip Horton whips Bison into the corner
and charges after him, bringing his knee up
to smash Bison in the face, then hitting the
Intercontinental champ with a bulldog
straight out of the corner to complete the
series of moves he calls Awesome Impact.
Meanwhile Greg is chopping away at McCarthy
in the other corner, before Horton’s cover
on Bison forces him to stop and try to break
up the pin…]
Jeff Dodson: Cover from Horton, 1…2 Venom
breaks it up!
Mike Heffron: And he’s not happy with Chip
Horton trying to win it this early, he’s
unloading on The King Of Awesomeness!
[Greg Venom is indeed peppering Horton
with a series of rights and lefts, finishing
up with a brutal uppercut that almost takes
Horton’s head off. Chip is left staggering
but finds the canvas when Venom introduces
him to it courtesy of a Russian legsweep.
The momentum takes another swing almost
straight away though, as Venom gets back to
his feet he barely has time to react before
being met full on by a shining wizard from
Patrick McCarthy, followed up immediately
with a couple of swift elbow drops.]
Jeff Dodson: Finally the champ is allowed
some sustained offence, and he’s showing
exactly why he’s such a threat, as soon as
you take your eye off him, even for a second
he’ll make you pay!
Mike Heffron: Well he might be about to pay
soon Dodso, look who’s back on his feet.
[McCarthy is forced to turn his
attentions away from The Venomous One as he
sees Bison get to his feet out of the corner
of his eye. McCarthy quickly swivels and
runs toward the giant, trying to take him
off his feet with a cross body splash. Bison
shows his immense strength though and merely
catches McCarthy mid-flight, he takes a
second to steady himself before flinging The
Saint over his head with an impressive
fallaway slam. Bison picks McCarthy back up
and whips him toward the ropes, but Chip
Horton is picking himself up close the
McCarthy and pulls down on the top rope,
sending the champion hurting straight over
the top and out to the floor below. Horton
again looks pleased himself for a moment,
but that expression soon changes when Bison
begins to move toward him. Bison grabs the
skull of The King of Awesomeness, but Chip
claws as the referee’s shirt, bizarrely
pulling him right toward him. His motivation
soon becomes obvious though as this makes
the referee unsighted for the blatant low
blow he then subjects the Intercontinental
champion to, sending Bison crumpling to the
mat.]
Jeff Dodson: What a dirty trick!
Mike Heffron: I call it intelligent Dodso,
Horton’s thinking outside the box,
that’s the sort of thing you have to do
against someone as physically blessed as
Bison is. You can’t just go in and trade
blow for blow with him.
Jeff Dodson: So it’s Ok to cheat if you
can’t beat someone fair and square?
Mike Heffron: No…it’s Ok to cheat any
time!
[Horton gets to his feet and surveys the
debris around him. He makes a beeline for
Bison and after a few kicks to his torso,
begins to lock in his variation of a Python
Lock. After a few seconds of struggling from
Bison, Chip finally manages to lock it in
right in the centre of the ring. Bison tries
desperately to feel for a rope with some
part of his anatomy but it looks like
he’ll struggle to escape. He holds on for
a respectable amount of time, but just as
his hand begins to waver above the canvas,
Patrick McCarthy appears on the apron, flips
over the top rope and catches Chip square in
the chest with an Izzy kick before he can do
anything to avoid it. Almost at once
McCarthy covers Horton…]
1…2…Venom breaks the count!
[Greg Venom drags McCarthy off Horton and
too his feet, setting him up for and then
hitting The Saint with an inverted DDT. He
looks around at everybody else struggling on
the deck and makes for the top rope. He
takes a second to steady himself before
soaring off and skull meets skull as he
lands a brutal swandive headbutt from the
top rope on Patrick McCarthy. He clutches
his face for a few moments on the floor,
before rolling over McCarthy for the pin…]
1…2…
Kick Out!
Jeff Dodson: Patrick McCarthy somehow gets
his shoulder up just before the three, this
is like déjŕ vu, it’s exactly what he
did at Gold Rush!
Mike Heffron: What does it take to put this
man away?
[Venom slowly gets to his feet and awaits
one of his fallen foes to pull themselves
up. The first man to show signs of life is
Bison, so Greg positions himself behind the
big man and stalks him. As Bison is almost
fully up Greg charges toward him, only for
Bison to turn around and react extremely
quickly to hit a bone crunching spine buster
on The Venomous One, almost breaking him in
half. Bison signals that he’s ready to put
Venom away, but before he can make his way
toward Venom, Chip Horton has made it to his
feet and catches Bison off guard with a
facebuster knee smash. Horton takes a quick
look and sees McCarthy very slowly climbing
to his feet in the corner, so rishes to get
Bison up and into position for a DDT,
instead though Horton flips through and
rolls over Bison’s back, keeping the DDT
held on though, and twists in mid-air
landing a spinning neckbreaker variation he
calls The Mark of Awesomeness.]
Jeff Dodson: Mark Of Awesomeness!
Mike Heffron: The Fat Lady has sung Dodso,
this one’s done. He covers, One…two..thr…what
the hell?
Jeff Dodson: Leap Of Faith! Where the hell
did Patrick McCarthy just come from!
[Patrick McCarthy had gotten to his feet
just in time to see the end of the Mark of
Awesomeness and Horton cover Bison. Reacting
quickly the champ has flipped up to the tope
rope in one movement, before launching
himself straight back off into a stalling
swanton Leap Of Faith, landing it right on
Horton and Bison just before the officials
hand came down for the three count. McCarthy
begins to crawl toward the two men to cover
but Greg Venom suddenly comes into shot
behind him, drags him to his feet and throws
McCarthy over the top rope and to the floor!
Venom smiles to himself before dropping down
on Bison to the sound of boo’s ringing in
his ears as the referee begins his count…]
One…Two…Three!
Donald Donovan: Here is your winner,
Greg Venom!
Jeff Dodson: Greg Venom stole one! He let
McCarthy do all the work, then took the
pinfall for himself.
Mike Heffron: Doesn’t matter Jeff, if that
had been a title match Greg Venom would be a
two time world champ, regardless of how he
did it.
Jeff Dodson: It stinks to me Heffron, both
Greg and Ian have stole their wins tonight.
Mike Heffron: It’s no coincidence Dodso,
Tommy DeWitt turns up, BROS reunite and both
of them win, as a duo they’re almost
unstoppable. They think outside the box,
just like Chip Horton did tonight, he had
the Intercontinental champion beaten twice
tonight, it’s not a good night for the
belt holders.
Jeff Dodson: That’s right Heffron, just
what will the ramifications of this match
be? Is Greg Venom the new number one
contender? Will Chip Horton have a
psychological edge over Bison if he gets
past Peter Gilmour? Will McCarthy seek some
retribution from Venom next week and can
BROS be stopped from taking over UCW,
we’ll find out next week.
Winner by Pinfall: Greg Venom
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Backstage
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We cut once again to the office of UCW
Co-Owner Joey Johnson. He’s leaning back
on his chair, feet up on the desk, peering
lazily at the TV to his left. Across the
room CEO Annie Alvarez is perched on her
desk, also watching the screen.
Annie Alvarez: That was a good show this
week.
Joey Johnson: Was? It’s still going
Annie Alvarez: Did you bang your head while
you were pole dancing again? The main event
just finished.
Joey Johnson: I know, and I always bang my
head when I’m pole dancing, that’s
neither here nor there.
Annie Alvarez: So what have we got left?
Joey Johnson: Wait and see, it’ll bring
the roof off.
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Ringside
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[The show comes back from a rather long
and tedious commercial, to find the crowd a
little restless, obviously not pleased by
the fact that the main event is over yet the
show still has about fifteen minutes to run.
The camera pans round to focus on the ramp
and entrance area. After a pause of easily
thirty seconds the camera pans back out to
show almost the whole arena, the place then
gets filled by the sound of “My
Sacrifice” by Creed and an old familiar
looking titantron video. Suddenly the crowd
erupt and almost take the roof off the
building. The camera switches too Jeff
Dodson and Mike Heffron who are staring at
each other blankly with their jaws to the
floor. The shot pans out again and
unbelievably Steve”ACE”Marlay strolls
out from behind the curtain. The smile on
his face is huge and the fans continue with
the hero’s welcome, Ace is dressed in a
smart black suit and blue shirt, while
walking down the ramp he takes off the suit
jacket and throws it into the crowd, before
high fiving every fan he can as he walks
down the aisle. Ace soon enters the ring via
the steps and stepping between the ropes, he
poses again for the crowd who are now
chanting his name. He takes his time,
climbin every turnbuckle in turn and getting
a massive ovation from each corner of the
Resche Center. A mic is passed to him and he
goes to tak, but is drowned out by another
‘Marlay’ chant. He smiles to himself and
chokes down the lump the ovation brings to
his throat, after a long wait he lifts it to
his lips.]
ACE – Wow!! It sure makes a change to be
in a UCW ring and not have to worry about a
Scotsman attacking me!!
[The fans cheer for Ace and a few start a
Wallace chant, which brings a slight nod of
approval from Steve”ACE”Marlay.]
ACE – Damn, it is so cool to be back in
UCW, it is sure as hell amazing to finally
be back out in front of UCW fans… my
fans!!
[The crowd once again explode into
cheers.]
ACE – The fans that have watched me reach
many of the highs of my career, along with
some of the lows, and yet always supported
me. Every time I walked back through the UCW
doors I got a hell of a reception and I like
to think that’s because every single time
I step between these ropes I give everything
for you guys. I leave blood, sweat and tears
in the ring in the name of competition and
entertainment. Hell even after I turned my
back on UCW and joined Danny Royal’s GWA,
my fans welcomed me back with open arms, and
I’ll never forget that.
[The UCW crowd applauds almost as one and
Marlay takes a second to compose himself
before continuing. ]
ACE – Right in here in this ring, we’ve
shared some of UCW’s picture book moments.
My Intercontinental title victory was one of
the high points, as was winning the tag team
titles. And who could forget standing here
in the middle of the ring, shaking the hand
of ‘The Icon’ Joey Johnson, as we united
against the GWA. That was the day Ace came
home, much like today, and watching it now
and the reaction it gets still makes the
hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
[The fans now start a ‘Welcome Back’
chant and Ace smiles, motioning for them to
calm down while he continues.]
ACE – Speaking of old memories, it is also
great to see some of the old guys in the
back, some of which I consider my greatest
friends in this business. I also owe one of
those friends a huge thank you, Joey I
sincerely mean this when I say thank you for
all the noughts on my contract!!
[Ace smiles whilst some fans laugh and
others cheer.]
ACE – In all seriousness though I would
like to say it’s great to see Joey in a
position of power, he understands the
business and he understands me… So I guess
he could just be my perfect boss.
[A Joey Johnson chant starts.
ACE – I also look at some of the new guys
and see a hell of a lot of talent, no doubt
a few of them will be watching me here now,
and wondering where this old guy gets off
hijacking the end of the show. Well guys, if
that’s the case then I suggest you sit
down with a stack of old UCW DVD’s and
watch how many times Steve Marlay is
mentioned. I was once an IC champion, a tag
champion, a fan favourite and at one point
the most seen man in UCW history, I was part
of the furniture, I was the core of UCW,
part of the very foundation on which this
great company is built. Steve Marlay was on
UCW’s very first event, the original Gold
Rush tournament, I’ve been a part of every
single run UCW has had, I helped build this
place from the ground up and now I’m back
to reclaim a little part of it that belongs
to me. I guess I’d better actually get to
why I am here before the show ends. I want
what every man in the industry should want,
what in some respects I feel is owed to me,
what despite being at the very soul of UCW I
never got a shot at being. That’s right
folks, I want to be World Champion!!
[Crowd cheer.]
ACE – However that isn’t my immediate
target, my more immediate plan is to take
back a belt that I once could call my own. I
want to once again be called the UCW
Intercontinental Champion. I intend wasting
no time taking that belt… So I suggest
those who intend getting involved with
ruining that plan think twice, because no
one has what it takes to FACE… ACE!!
[With that said “My Sacrifice” hits
again and the show fades to an end with
Steve”ACE”Marlay standing alone in a UCW
ring once again in front of a hyped and
ecstatic crowd.]
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