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[Part 9]: Hello Clarice
[Once again the show is interrupted coming back from commercial by the now familiar camera that is apparently still stalking Mr. Batee's residence and more specifically his wife. Peering through the French doors from inside the house, we lick our lips zooming in on Mrs. Batee lying by the pool in a skimpy red bikini. Playfully tossing her hair back, she grabs the bottle of suntan lotion and starts oiling her chest, then her tight flat stomach, and finally her long sexy legs. She looks up, but the camera ducks to the side of the curtain. Facing downward, we get a shot of a fully loaded industrial strength staple gun that's firm in the grasp of the stalker. Placing the camera on the floor but leaving it focused on the backyard, we see a pair of black boots head towards the patio. Walking towards Mrs. Batee as the sun roasts her into a golden caramel color, she opens her eyes only to fill them with extreme horror.]
Mrs. Batee: OH MY GOD!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!!
[Ripping her to concrete with one ruthless yank, her knees go bloody as she skids over the harsh concrete in the submissive downward dog position. Cupping her bloody knees, she shivers from sting as the blood persists to flow from her innocent palms.]
????? ????: [In a calm voice] Get up.
Mrs. Batee: [Unable to speak, she just continues to sob] ...
[The Oval-tron turns to static.]
[Part 10]: New York State Heavyweight Championship - Todd Knight (c) Vs. Jeremy King
[“Kryptonite” By Three Doors Down plays over the PA system as “Lone Wolf” Jeremy King hits the stage. The crowd erupts as he turns and suddenly we see three more men in black pants with bulletproof vest that read BACW following behind him.]
Crowd: [POP!]
Promo: Looks like King brought his own security force to ringside with him.
Cavenaugh: I can already tell this guy's a pussy.
[Jeremy points out where he wants each guard to stand at the ramp while the third is told to set up by the announce table.]
Stuffher: And now about to enter the ring, hailing from the mountain range of Ozarks, Arkansas... this is "The Lone Wolf" Jeremy King!
Crowd: [POP!]
[Jeremy runs down the last 6 feet of the ramp, slides into the squared circle and jumping to his feet, runs to the nearest corner where he throws his arms in the air to absorb the huge pop.]
Crowd; [POP!]
Promo: I feel safe knowing he has a guard posted with us at the announce table.
Cavenaugh: I feel like I'm at a sausage fest... if you know what I mean.
Promo: I think I do.
Cavenaugh: And that's the saddest point of it all.
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Crowd: [Stomping]
[Removing the title from around his waist, and slapping his chest from left to right, Knight begins circling the challenger as the fans continue to boo his efforts. Furious with the crowd, Knight rushes towards King and the challenger side steps the charge allowing Knight to go right past him like a raging bull.]
Crowd: [Laughing]
[Knight tries again and the champion goes right by him for a second time.]
Promo: I can't help but think that Jeremy's playing with the champion right now.
Cavenaugh: Jeremy is indeed playing with the champion but in he better recognize that by doing so, he's playing with fire.
Promo: How so?
Cavenaugh: Once that fork comes out, Lone Wolf will be 100% done.
[Knight punches the turnbuckle in anger and rushing Jeremy for a third time, the challenger counters the champion's impatience with a drop toe hold. With the crowd behind him, Jeremy rolls into a cross face like maneuver and this brings out the approval from the crowd.]
Crowd: [Stomping]
Promo: Knight tries to muscle out and getting to a knee, but Lone Wolf is quick to apply a side headlock.
[As the sweat loosens his grip, King alters his attack by executing multiple strikes to the champion!]
Promo: Look out enziguri connects and Knight falls to the mat in Ric Flair like fashion.
Cavenaugh: Ric who?
[Jeremy taunts Knight and slowly crawling towards the ropes, the champion stands up and is met with the Demobilizer.]
Promo: Over the barbwire ropes, that moves sends Todd Knight over the top rope and down onto the hard concrete floor.
Cavenaugh: I'm not sure I approve of what the challenger is doing.
Promo: Why?
Cavenaugh: Jeremy can’t win the title with Knight on the outside.
Promo: My God, would you look at tear in Knight's back from falling over the barb!
Cavenaugh: Get your raincoats folks, this one's just beginning to flow.
[Jeremy gets up on the apron and nails a huge moonsault sending both men crashing into the barricade with a CLANG!]
Referee: One....
Crowd: Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling!
Promo: The fans are going nuts!
Referee: Two....
Crowd: Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling!
Referee: Three...
Cavenaugh: This is what I miss the most about not wrestling in BACW. Listen to the fans react to that move! Now that's appreciation!
Referee: Four...
Promo: Both men stir to their feet as the referee's count hits five.
Crowd: [YEAH!]
Cavenaugh: They need to get back into the ring before Ten!
[Scrambling on the floor, Jeremy struggles to force Knight through the barb and back into the ring stopping the count. Carefully grabbing the barbwire, Lone Wolf springs into the ring and hits a leg drop across the throat. Knight holds his arm which has been slices open when he was forced into the ring, and Jeremy blows on the laceration that had just formed on the palm of one of his hands.]
Promo: Jeremy is taking control but that springboard had a very heavy price.
Cavenaugh: The kid looks like he got caught up in frenzy coming from the crowd and if you wrestle like that in BACW, you just might get killed.
Crowd: [OH!]
Promo: Knight with the fork! Fork to the head! Fork to the head! Holy Hannibal fork to the head!
Cavenaugh: King reels from the intense pain but the barbwire is holding him captive in the ring!
Promo: There's no way out and no where to run!
[Knight is finally able to catch Jeremy with a roll up but Jeremy rolls through and reverses it into an inverted Texas Cloverleaf w' legs scissored.]
Promo: Jeremy has Danegeld locked in.
Cavenaugh: Knight's dead set in the middle of the ring! I don't think he's going to be able to withstand the pressure of King's finisher.
Crowd: Tap! Tap! Tap!
Referee: Come on Knight, if it's too painful I'll stop the match!
Todd Knight: Noooooo!!!!!
Promo: King sinks deeper into the hold and pulling up on the knee brace of the champion, you can see Knight's back practically ready to snap!
Cavenaugh: Knight's raising his hand! I think this is it!
Referee: What you say Todd?
Todd Knight: N... n... n... n...
[No able to withstand the insense pain, Knight begings to taps wildly.]
Todd: Knight: Yes! Yes! Damn it yes!!!!
Crowd: [Crazy ass out of your seat POP!]
Jeremy King: [Releasing the hold] I DID IT!!!!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Promo: You have to be kidding me! Todd Knight tapped! Knight tapped! Jeremy King is the brand new... New York State heavyweight champion!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Crowd: [Standing ovation - POP!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the bout by pin fall, and NEW - New York State heavyweight champion; "The Lone Wolf" Jeremy King!
Crowd: [POP!]
Cavenaugh: I don't know what happened to Todd Knight at this show.
Promo: What do you mean?
Cavenaugh: The guy comes back to BACW and upsets Alec Ace to win the state title, and then he proceeds to lose to a guy like Jeremy King? This is completely unacceptable for someone of Knight's stature.
Promo: I think what you're seeing Mike is the good old saying, "On any given Sunday". Since you have left, BACW has become a very talented place to compete. I think Knight just got caught watching the paint dry.
Cavenaugh: That would never happen to me.
Promo: Why?
Cavenaugh: Because I don't paint.
Promo: Fair enough. Folks, while we remove the barbwire ropes from around the ring and go back to a more traditional look, it's time to take a break. But when we return, it's going to be BACW's Team of Ulfric and McClain going one on one with CoP's very own David Dunn, and HWA's Chris Jacobs; we'll see you in a few.
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