NYWA: Massacre I!

On February 3rd, Pre-Recorded from before Christmas.
NYWA and A&E Present: Monday Night Massacre!

A&E AND NYWA ENT' PRESENT: MONDAY NIGHT F'N MASSACRE!!

[We open up the show with a dark room... Fred Debonair is sitting on a stool, suited and booted. He looks at his watch and then up at the camera, smiling a little bitterly...]

Debonair - As you may or may not be aware, NYWA has been gone for some time now... Why? Well the reason is simple. New York Wrestling Alliance along with Debonair Enterprises, couldn't come to an arrangement with TNT; the recession had already hit our industry hard and just when we thought we were getting a massive T.V deal, it all fell through. But now that's changed because NYWA and Debonair Enterprises have gone into partnership with Shawn King's Triple-X Enterprises AND A&E Television! So they've gladly said they would finally air our last show before this unfortunate situation... Let's now take you to the action.

Michelle Lawrence - Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for ONE FALL. Making their way toward the ring first; the team of Raevyn Lilja and “Wicked” Ronnie Lester... MADHOUSE!

[The lights black out and Anthrax’s “Madhouse” hits. At the 0.24 mark, red lights begin dancing across the entranceway as the team of Raevyn Lilja and Ronnie “Wicked” Lester, Madhouse, make their way out along with the manager, Kendyll Hooper. They pause just inside the curtain and stand there, scanning the arena with looks of complete disgust. At the 1:22 mark, they start towards the ring, Kendyll leading the way. She stops just short of the apron and points to either side as Ronnie and Raevyn dive on there. They stand and take opposite corners with Kendyll stepping to the center of the ring drawing boos from the crowd. The place becomes a madhouse of anger as they stand there, drinking it in.]

Michelle Lawrence - And their opponents. The team of Drake Havok and Johnny Awesome... Here are; THE AWESOME BASTARDS!

[The Awesome Bastards bolt down to the ring without any theme music playing and before the referee can even ring the bell, Lester and Lilja have both met the Bastards halfway down the aisle and the four of them are trading blows, Raevyn with Drake and Lester now has Awesome in a headlock and is smashing his face against the guard rail! Raevyn and Havok have made it back to ringside and as Drake slides Raevyn into the ring, the referee rings the bell]

Matt Rossetti - And finally this match is underway officially! Havok climbs into the ring after Raevyn and she’s instantly hot on his head, LITERALLY! Raevyn is booting at Drake Havok as he tries to pull himself up and now both Ronnie Lester and Johnny Awesome are in their respective corners and hopefully this will be a good match...

Rick Hardcastle - A good match? Rossetti what are you smoking?! This match is going to be an all out war! And I say that in the heaviest sense as Raevyn takes Havok’s head and she scratches it across the top rope! Tagging in Ronnie Lester as she does so! Lester now, taking the arm of Drake Havok and smacks him once, twice, three times in the gut! But Havok now RAKES THE EYES of Ronnie Lester and kicks him in the gut! Havok hits the ropes but before he’s even able to come back; Lester hooks his arm around his neck and DROPS HIM!

Matt Rossetti - OUCH that one had to hurt! And unlike Lester he’s going for a cover on Havok! One... Two... Th...KICKOUT! Lester pulls Drake Havok up and then PUNCHES him back down! The referee is having words with Lester now as he pulls Havok to his feet forearm uppercut! And another! Kick to the gut, DDT!!

Rick Hardcastle - And now Ronnie Lester’s walking around like he just won the Goddamn Global Championship! All he did was knock that psychotic fool, Drake Havok to the mat... And now he picks Drake up and pushes him into his own corner! Drake tags Johnny Awesome!

[Awesome comes in with caution, he’s not too quick to stumble or falter and actually has a method to his in-ring skills. He walks around whilst Lester sizes him up and then the two actually lock up! Knee to the gut by Awesome, and another! He sends Lester into the ropes, goes for a back body drop but NO! Lester attempts to bring the knee up into Awesome’s face but J.A lifts his head at exactly the same time! He grabs Lester’s leg, trips him to the mat and ELBOW DROP! Onto Lester’s midsection... He gets up and drops another! Goes for the cover...

1...

2......

Raevyn’s quick in to break the count! She drags Awesome up by his hair and drives a knee into his back! The referee begins the five count and Raevyn is out of the ring, by three. Awesome turns around to find Ronnie Lester waiting for him... CLOTHESLINE! And that, took his head off! He picks up Awesome and drives him into a turnbuckle, follows in after and goes for a clothesline again but Johnny A is quick to react and DIVES for a tag on Havok who isn’t so cautious and FLIES into the ring, running straight at a slightly disorientated Ronnie Lester with a flying bulldog!]

Rick Hardcastle - Madhouse on the receiving end of the attack now, as Havok pulls Ronnie to his feet, hits the ropes, DROPKICK! And Havok rolls up getting into the face of Raevyn Lilja on the turnbuckle... Bad move!

Matt Rossetti - Definitely is because Lester’s NOT totally out of it right now and Havok’s stupid enough to not realize that all Raevyn is doing right now is distracting him... Hold on, she’s smirking at him, she’s coercing him into coming closer with her finger, wiggling it toward herself. Havok thinks he’s getting some play here!

Rick Hardcastle - But all he gets for his troubles is a HUGE Slap in the kisser! Man that wasn’t even a slap! SHE PUNCHED HIM! He turns around and walks directly into another clothesline and then Ronnie tags Raevyn in as he turns and bolts toward Awesome on the outside, taking him out for good measure!

[Raevyn jumps up onto the top turnbuckle whilst Drake Havok is attempting to come to his senses, she looks around just sneering at the fans who’re booing her every move. She waits until Drake has gotten back to his feet and dives off the top rope with a MASSIVE 450 Splash!! That she calls Sirens Awakened! Havok falls to the mat out cold and doesn’t move a muscle. Raevyn picks Havok up and runs at the turnbuckle, running up and DROPPING HIM with the VALKYRIE MISSILE ‘Sliced Bread into an Edge-O-Matic’ Manoeuvre! She goes for the cover as Ronnie Lester slides out to take care of Johnny Awesome!

ONE...

TWO......

THREE......!!!]

Michelle Lawrence - Ladies and Gentlemen... Here are your winners, MADHOUSE!!

Matt Rossetti - And Madhouse take the win on this one, as Awesome and Havok look on, watching Raevyn and Ronnie head to the back!

Michelle Lawrence - Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall... Firstly making his way toward the ring, from East Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York City, RIKARD ERDLER!!!

[“Payback” by Slayer begins to blare through the arena, the hard guitars and rapid fire drums of the opening drowning the arena in punishing sound. The lyrics start and Tom Araya begins to yell at the top of his lungs about all of the pain and torment the victim of the song is having directed at them. As this happens, Erdler steps out from behind the backstage area, a hateful glare screwed onto his face as he stares out across the arena. He does this for a moment before looking straight down into the ring and tearing into a full speed, blitzkrieg run which he ends by diving into the ring under the bottom rope and popping up to his feet. If his opponent is already in the ring he immediately lunges at them and tries to attack them, only to be restrained by the referee. If his opponent isn’t in the ring he paces around like a restrained wild animal, ready to attack and kill..]

Michelle Lawrence - His opponent, from Boise, Idaho... This is, “The Ace of Spades” CORY WRIGHT!!!

[Nothing fancy here. "Ace of Spades" plays over the PA and Cory Wright struts down to the ring, wearing a leather jacket, black shorts and boots. Entering the ring, he stands on the middle turn buckle and smiles at the crowd before flipping them the bird and throwing his leather jacket to the mat..]

Matt Rossetti - This should be...

Rick Hardcastle - Just, cut the crap and let's watch the action!

Rikard Erdler and Cory Wright circle each other as the referee steps back. He motions at the timekeeper and the bell sounds to officially start the match. The two men step forward and lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Wright takes a side headlock and Erdler steps through into a hammer lock. Wright ducks under into a standing reversal and then takes the side headlock back again. Erdler goes to shoot him off but Wright drops down and scores a drop toe hold. Erdler falls face first to the mat and Wright leaps on for a side headlock on the mat. Erdler powers back to a vertical base and tries to shoot him off again. Wright reverses the whip and Erdler races across the ring. As he rebounds off the ropes, he leaps going for a flying forearm smash but Wright ducks and Erdler performs a quick tuck and roll maneuver to end up rolling to his feet near the opposite ropes. Erdler starts to turn around but Wright runs over and clotheslines him over the top. Erdler lands on the apron and Wright hits a quick dropkick that sends Erdler tumbling to the floor. As Erdler rolls over trying to regain his bearings, Wright turns and poses with his arms extended above his head, taking in the crowd's applause.

Matt Rossetti - The crowd loves the epic display of technicality and sportsmanship these two men are showing them!

Rick Hardcastle - Well then, can you have them tell these "sportsmen" they "technically" need to get their asses back in the ring!

Matt Rossetti - Why don't you go tell them?

Rick Hardcastle - I have better things to do.

With Wright busy prancing around the ring, Rikard Erdler staggers up and rolls back into the ring. Wright turns to face him but waits as Erdler slowly stands upright again. The two men nod, step forward and lock-up in a collar and elbow again. Erdler takes an armbar and then whips Wright off to the ropes. On the rebound, he tries for a clothesline but Wright ducks it and rebounds a second time. As Wright comes back, Erdler catches him for the Douchebag Facebuster. Wright lands with his arm across the bottom rope. Erdler grabs his legs and drags him away from the ropes before smiling at the crowd and dropping slowly to his knees. He finally takes the cover and the referee counts 1... 2... but Wright's arm is still just close enough to grab the bottom rope. Erdler drags Wright up and delivers a nasty reverse knife-edge chop that almost buckles Andrew's knees. Wright staggers and then returns fire in kind. Erdler spins around clutching at his chest. He turns back to try for another but Wright ducks it and then goes for the Dead Man's Hand. But as Erdler starts to feel it sinking in on him, he is able to smash Wright back into the corner. Both men stumble from the corner and Erdler hits a spinning neckbreaker. The crowd explodes as Erdler rolls over onto his back leaving both men vulnerable for the moment, flat on their backs and breathing heavily.

Matt Rossetti - How in the hell are they still going?

Rick Hardcastle - Because they can't stand the idea of letting the other one get the victory.

Matt Rossetti - I guess pride can be a real nasty motivator.

Rick Hardcastle - Not to mention incredibly stupid!

Erdler slowly rolls over and drapes an arm over Wright's chest. The referee drops down and counts 1... 2... KICKOUT!!! Erdler slowly gets to his knees and crawls to the ropes. Wright rolls over and slowly staggers up as well. Erdler pulls himself up on the ropes and Wright wearily yet defiantly motions at him to bring it on. Jibes staggers forward and delivers another hard reverse knife-edge chop. Wright spins around and then returns fire. Erdler spins around in pain and then delivers another chop. Wright's knees buckle but he does not fall. He returns fire and this time, it's Erdler's turn to almost topple. Erdler tries for another chop but Wright ducks it and catches him for an atomic drop. Erdler comes down hard and Wright shoves him into the ropes. Erdler stumbles off knocking the referee slightly out of the way. Wright delivers a low blow and then rolls Erdler up in an inside cradle, pulling the tights in the process. The referee drops down and counts the ill-gotten 1... 2.... 3!!!

Matt Rossetti - Cory Wright just stole this match!

Rick Hardcastle - Hey, it was a great, smart, veteran move on his part. He can't help it if the referee is deaf, dumb and blind!

Matt Rossetti - Next you'll claim he's a wizard at pinball too.

Rick Hardcastle - Now why would I want to give him that much credit?

Michelle Lawrence - Ladies and Gentlemen! The following TAG-TEAM contest is scheduled for one fall and is to decide the NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS to the Tag-Team titles, at the upcoming NYWA PPV Event! Firstly, making their way down the aisle... The team of The Hellion and The Widowmaker... This is, DAMNATION ANGELS!!

[Damnation Angels by W.A.S.P. bellows throughout the arena as The Damnation Angels walk onto the stage to give a little taunt before making their way to the ring. They climb into the ring before proceeding to climb the nearest turnbuckle and taunt as the crowd cheers. The pair drop to the mat and remove their spiked shoulder pads]

Michelle Lawrence - And their opponents... The team of Sujir Thorn and Blood Red... This is – BLOODTHORN!!!

[The opening notes to Type O Negative's Dead Again start to play as both men step out to the top of the the ring. As they walk the lights turn red as red syrup starts to drip from the roof. Once in the ring the pair turn towards the entrance and stand with their arms crossed over their chests as the lights return to normal]

Matt Rossetti - And we kick this match off now with Sujir Thorn and Hellion of Damnation Angels and this match Rick looks to be an exciting one with two promising new Tag-Teams entering into the realm of NYWA as Thorn pushes Hellion away from the lock up now and stretches his arms out; both men slap hands and lock up again.

Rick Hardcastle - Seriously Rossetti? Exciting, you’re kidding right? These four men have got to be four of the most boring scabs the NYWA has seen since it opened in the summer! They’re like Circus freaks! Hellion pushes Thorn off into the ropes now, he comes back and BIG shoulder block by Hellion sending Thorn to the mat, but he’s straight back up and he hits the ropes again, once more shoulder block and Sujir Thorn hits the canvas! Thorn back to his feet again and this time, RIGHT HAND to Hellion...

Matt Rossetti - Yeah, I do think this is exciting and hell at least they’re not one dimensional and boring like SOME people I’ve seen walk through these doors, Rick! Hellion returns Thorn’s right hand with one of his own and they go back and forth! Hellion, Thorn, Hellion, Thorn, Hellion, Hellion, Hellion, Hellion. He hits the ropes and CLOTHESLINES Thorn to the mat!! Thorn rolls over and tags in Blood Red now and this guy is a monster! Straight in and Hellion clobbers him with a left! Sends him into the ropes; Red comes off and BIG BOOT! Into the face of The Hellion!

Rick Hardcastle - Okay, this is more like it! Hellion is knocked to the floor with the boot of Blood Red and now the big man is picking up the painted faced geek! He picks up Hellion now, what strength this man has! CANADIAN BACKBREAKER! And Hellion hits the floor again... Off the ropes comes Blood Red, elbow drop! He GLARES at Widowmaker who stands on the apron looking on and drags Hellion up by his head...

[Blood Red takes hold of The Hellion and shoves him into a headlock DDTing him to the canvas, before climbing back to his feet and raising his hands. The crowd give off a mixed reaction as both these teams are liked. He drops a knee into the back of Hellion before walking over and tagging in Sujir Thorn again. Thorn steps into the ring as Hellion has gotten to his knees... He hits the ropes and comes back with a falling dropkick to the back of the head! Thorn gets to his feet and begins ‘stomping mudholes’ in Hellion! He picks him up and sends him into the ropes; no, quick reversal! Thorn hits the ropes, comes off and attempts a Lou Thesz Press! BUT HELLION CATCHES HIM AND SLAMS HIM TO THE MAT! He jumps up and roars at the crowd as they go nuts!

Hellion picks up Thorn and throws him into the ropes again, he comes off... SPINEBUSTER! And once more the crowd go ecstatic as Hellion jumps over to his corner and tags in The Widowmaker!! Widowmaker now walks briskly up to Thorn and drags him to his feet, by his hair. He picks up Thorn and lifts him high into the air, STALLING SUPLEX! AND DOWN!! He goes for a cover...

One...

Two......

KICKOUT! By Sujir Thorn...]

Rick Hardcastle - How Thorn managed to kick out of that one, I don’t know! Damnation Angels have taken this match apart all of a sudden! Thorn once more being lifted to his feet; Widowmaker locks his arms around Thorns midsection... BELLY TO BELLY! This man loves his Suplexes!

Matt Rossetti - That he does, Rick... But, wait... What’s this!? Some HUGE guy has just jumped the guard rail and is headed straight for Blood Red who hasn’t seen him! He LITERALLY PULLS Blood Red off the apron, smacking his face on it for good measure!! And now this man’s pounding away at him and the ref has not seen it!!

Rick Hardcastle - I believe this is the man who is called THE LEVINATOR! Matt, he signed with NYWA no less than three days ago! And he’s already trying to make an impact! He slides into the ring now, BIG BOOT on Widowmaker!! Thorn runs at him! HE PICKS HIM UP AND SPINS; DVD!! And now the referee is ringing the bell as Levinator slides out of the ring to avoid Hellion who’s come in to save his partner; both Bloodthorn members are outside the ring now as Levinator backs up the aisle, evil smirk on his face... Let’s get the decision!

Michelle Lawrence - Ladies and Gentlemen as a result of interference on BOTH teams; the referee has decided to award this match; a DOUBLE Disqualification!

Matt Rossetti - What?! Are you serious? Double DQ!?

Rick Hardcastle - And I predict BIG things, for the BIG man who just made a HUGE impact here tonight, Matt!

Michelle Lawrence - Ladies and Gentlemen, the following non-title match is the main event of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall... Firstly making his way toward the ring, from Long Beach, California, the NYWA Global Champion “The Pinnacle of Perfection” TRE CRAWFORD!!!

[The sound of a timer echoes throughout the arena:]

5……

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[As the countdown ends, a whisper is heard saying ”Behold the Pinnacle of Perfection Cometh.” The lights in the arena suddenly go out, Release Yo’ Delf by Method Man blares over the PA as a loud stream of Pyros shoot all the way down the edges of the ramp. Kimberly Cooper is the first person out, and she stops dead in her tracks and awaits the arrival of Tre. A loud course of boos is heard as Tre shows up on the ramp. He stands idle with his head down in complete concentration for a moment. When he raises his head up and throws the Westside “W” high in the air a loud explosion goes off at the top of the ramp sending silver confetti floating from the rafters and covering the less than happy fans.

[Kimberly walks over to Tre, taking him by the arm as they head towards the ring smacking the signs out of the hands of fans along the way just fueling their already boiling hatred for them. The duo then stops just before entering the ring, Tre takes off his sunglasses and hands them towards a youngster in the front row. Just before he can take them from the hand of Tre he pulls them back, smiles with his ever so arrogant grin and puts them back on his face as he steps up to the ring apron and on into the ring.]

[Now in the center of the ring the two are standing side by side. They both then raise their arms both showing the Westside “W” at the same time. As their arms reach their peaks a flurry of explosions come out from the ring posts leaving a slightly smoky arena, Tre hands over his sunglasses as Kimberly leaves the ring, and Tre begins his match preparation which consists of him leaning up against the turnbuckles with his arms resting on the ropes looking bored.]

Michelle Lawrence - His opponent, from South Boston, Massachusetts... This is, “The Franchise” SHAWN KING!!!

[All of a sudden the lights in the arena shut off and the arena is pitch black... Suddenly the words "Ain't nobody got Swagga' Like Us, Swagga' Like Us!" is heard blaring over the loudspeakers. The stage erupts with green, pyrotechnics that shoot into the air and cross into the shape of an X... It does it three times when the Big-screen on the stage flashes white and suddenly twelve pyro blasts go off one after the other like dominoes in an orange, reddish color. Then just as suddenly standing on the stage with his hands raised high in the air stands "The Franchise" Shawn King. The crowd erupts into a thunderous ovation that quite possibly could have almost tore the roof off of the arena. The big-screen flashes again as the words "The Franchise" appear on the screen and are on fire. The song Swagga' Like us kicks in fully as the twelve pyro blasts go off one more time, in unison this time. Shawn King begins making his way to the ring, high-fiving some fans along the way. He reaches the ring and rolls in underneath the bottom rope and sprints to the far side turnbuckle. He climbs the ropes and raises his hands in the air, crossing them in an X pattern as the crowd erupts in a thunderous ovation. Shawn gets off the turnbuckle and strolls to the center of the ring and throws his hands up one more time, crossing them in an X formation as the crowd erupts one more time.]

Matt Rossetti - We have been waiting for this match for a long time!

Rick Hardcastle - King better watch his ass or the Champ will take him down... Perfectly!

Matt Rossetti - And what happens if the Champ gets Franchised?

Rick Hardcastle - I’ll eat my format!

[Shawn King and Tre Crawford circle each other as the referee steps between them and checks to see if both are ready. before he even gets to the second competitor, Tre Crawford jumps forward and clubs King in the face with a forearm smash. Shawn King stumbles back into the corner and Crawford catches him with a rushing clothesline that crushes him hard into the turnbuckles. Crawford steps back and grabs King’s hand. He whips King across the ring and stands there smirking cockily at the crowd before turning and dashing at the corner as well, following him in. Shawn King crashes into the opposite corner and Crawford smashes into him with a hard clothesline turned bulldog. Crawford quickly moves for the cover but King kicks out immediately and Crawford is forced to settle for a side headlock on the mat.]

Matt Rossetti - Tre Crawford doesn’t look especially pleased at the moment despite being in total control at the moment.

Rick Hardcastle - Of course not, he thinks this match should be over already!

Matt Rossetti - Even a man as talented as Tre Crawford can't seriously expect to take out a competitor such as Shawn King that quickly!

Rick Hardcastle - So you’re calling Tre Crawford delusional?

Matt Rossetti - You're damn right I am!

Rick Hardcastle - I think you're the one who's delusional. Tre Crawford is unstoppable!

[Crawford sits up and changes to a reverse chinlock, driving his knee into the spine of Shawn King. King grimaces in pain before turning to the left forcing Crawford back into the side headlock. King powers up to his feet and then steps back to the ropes, trying to shoot Crawford off. Crawford holds onto the hair but King grabs Crawford by the top of his head and drops down to the kneeling position, driving the top of his own head into Crawford’s jaw. Crawford stumbles back clutching at his chin and Shawn King leaps up hitting a forearm smash to the mouth. Crawford staggers back and King gives him another forearm to the mouth. He grabs Crawford’s wrist and whips him across the ring. Crawford reverses the whip and King runs to the ropes. On the rebound, Crawford tries for a big clothesline but King ducks it, runs to the opposite ropes and leaps onto them hitting a quebrada that floors Crawford to the mat.]

Matt Rossetti - Shawn King is making a comeback!

Rick Hardcastle - Like it’ll last...

Matt Rossetti - This young man has gone through hell to get here and I don't think he's going to let anything stand in his way now!

Rick Hardcastle - Are you trying to tell me you actually expect Shawn King to keep control?

Matt Rossetti - I'm saying you can't seriously think Tre Crawford is God in the ring!

Rick Hardcastle - Yes.. I can.

Matt Rossetti - Then as you tried to call me earlier, YOU are the one who's delusional!

[King takes an armbar and kneels down for extra leverage. Crawford sits out and then stands it up. King steps in and hits an arm drag followed by a dropkick to the face. Crawford goes down for the third time in thirty seconds and King tries for the cover. Crawford gets out almost immediately and both men scramble to their feet. King rushes at Crawford and gets caught with a back body drop. King manages to land on his feet and turns to run again but Crawford catches him for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and then holds him across his knee, pushing down on his legs and head for extra leverage. The referee tries to get the perfect angle but can’t see Crawford grab King’s hair to pull down even harder. King cries out in pain and Crawford lets go before the referee sees it. The fans scream bloody murder over it but Crawford smirks as there’s nothing anyone can do without evidence. ]

Matt Rossetti - That dirty sonofabitch!

Rick Hardcastle - That.. is a textbook example of a veteran move!

Matt Rossetti - Veteran move?

Rick Hardcastle - Damn right!

[Crawford tries for the hair pull again, but this time the referee is waiting for it. Crawford tries to protest but in doing so, releases his grip. Shawn King stands up and hip tosses Crawford over. King pauses as Crawford makes it to his feet and charges but Crawford catches him for a big spinebuster and then drags him to his feet. He whips King off to the ropes and gives him a drop toehold before taking a half crab. King rolls through and kicks Crawford off. Crawford bounces off the ropes and King catches him for the Boston Massacre. King goes for the cover and the referee counts 1... 2... 3!!! King gets up jubilant but the referee pulls his hand down, pointing at Crawford's foot on the bottom rope. King can't believe it and moves in closer, putting the boots to Crawford]

Matt Rossetti - Shawn King just got robbed!

Rick Hardcastle - Crawford had his foot on the ropes, what do you want the referee to do?

Matt Rossetti - But the referee counted three!

Rick Hardcastle - And he recognized his mistake right away and never called for the bell!

[The referee begins counting and King steps back away, looking angry at what just happened. He storms away as the crowd urges him on. The referee follows him to warn him about using the ropes for leverage as he stomped away. Crawford pulls himself up in the corner and works quickly to remove the turnbuckle pad from the top turnbuckle. King charges in and Crawford turns around just in time to catch and elevate dropping king down into Snake eyes on the steel. King staggers back, bleeding from the forehead, and Crawford kicks him low while the referee is looking at the exposed steel. Crawford turns and hits the Silencer knocking King on his ass. Crawford leaps on top, hooking the leg and pulling the tights as the referee counts 1... 2.... 3!!!]

Matt Rossetti - That dirty sonofabitch!

Rick Hardcastle - Another damn smart veteran move!

Matt Rossetti - He just outright robbed Shawn King twice in the same match!

Rick Hardcastle - Boo fucking hoo!

[The NYWA Logo appears on the screen as the scene fades out and back onto Fred Debonair sitting on the stool... He coughs, looking embarrassed before checking his watch once more and going back to the camera...]

Debonair - Yes, it was the shortest of cards that night... Why 'TNT' couldn't see fit to air one short show, I'll never know but none the less we've got our awesome partners A&E working with us now and the next NYWA event is "New Horizons!!" Within the next 24hrs I'll be issuing a press release with all the matches for the PPV event! Stay tuned to A&E Television and NYWAOnline.com!