BACW Presents:
American Bad A** - Live on Pay Per View
Philadelphia Civic Arena - Philadelphia, PA

Part 3 - FREEEEDOM!



[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to American Bad AS!

Crowd: [YEAH!]

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Stuffher: And welcome to Philadelphia! Our first bout will be held under BACW extreme rules and will be one fall to a finish. Already in the ring, from Scotland, he is the seven foot Scottish Clansman!

Clansman: [Thrusting his Claymore into the air] ARGH!

Crowd: [BOO!]

ED: [Whispering] Is it Clam’s Man or Clansman?

Promo: Judging by his outfit it’s Clansman.

ED: Judging by his smell coming from under his kilt it should be Clam’s Man.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Stuffher: And his opponent….

[Let's Go To War by The MurderDolls begins to erupt through the arena. A single tower of flame blazes from the center of the entryway and standing in the smoke as the blaze dies down is “The Hardcore Icon” Sam “God Damn” Natas.]

Crowd: [BOO!]

[Down the isle with Sledge tightly wrapped in his right hand, Sam is wearing a black shirt with the letters P&D on the front in old English. Sauntering down to the ring with a grin on his face, he finally climbs onto the apron spitting saliva out towards the crowd.]

Crowd: [BOO!]

ED: That can’t be healthy.

Promo: I’m just glad we are over here.

Stuffher: Now entering the ring, he hails from parts unknown... he is the only “King of Extreme”, Sam “God Damn” Natas!

Crowd: [BOO!]

Sam Natas: [Evil laughter] AH- HA Ha-ha-ha!

[Walking to the side of the ring, Sam motions for the microphone as the crowd continues to toss garbage in his general direction.]

Sam Natas: [Running his finger the length of the crowd] You know what? You people suck!

Crowd: [BOO!]

Sam Natas: I thought you got it but you don’t. Sometimes a man has to do what a man has to do and it might not be the most popular thing. Well fuck that, I don’t take into consideration what you will think before I act, I am SAM “GOD DAMN” NATAS! I will act how I want, and when I want.

Crowd: Ass-hole! Ass-hole! Ass-hole!

Sam Natas: [Pointing at his opponent] As far you’re concerned Clansman… The time for talking has come to an end, so LET’S DO THIS GODDAMNED THING!"

SCM: AYE! [Charging with the Claymore over his head.] AAAARGGH!!!!

[CLANG!]

Crowd: [OH!]

Promo: Wild shot with the Claymore collides with the steel ring post igniting sparks from the swords blade and turning to take another swing, Natas drives a hard boot into the stomach of the seven foot monster.

[A second hard boot to the midsection doubles over the big man forcing him to drop the sword in the corner and ramming his knee into the Clansman’s face, Natas lets out a lion’s roar! Irish whip into corner and the Clansman hits with a thud!]

Clansman: [Arching his back in pain] AAARGGH!!!

Promo: Follow up running clothesline by Natas connects and stumbling from the turnbuckles, Sam redirects the Scott into the opposite ropes with an Irish whip.

ED: The Clam’s Man is getting his shell busted open and if I may point of, THERE’S A REALLY SHARP SWORD IN THE RING!

Promo: Power slam on the rebound by Natas and here’s the cover and the count.

Referee: 1… 2…

Crowd: [OH!]

ED: Clam’s Man gets the half shell off the canvas and this one’s going to continue!

Referee: Two! Only two! Continue the match!

Promo: Scoop slam yields only a two count and pounding his fist into the face of The Clansman, the father of evil continues his brutal dominance inside the ring.]

Referee: 1…. 2…. 3…. 4…..

Promo: The Clansman’s is an enormous man but Sam Natas is also the strongest person in BACW and his freakish strength is definitely something his opponent has overestimated.

Referee: 5…. 6…. 7….

ED: Natas is rolling out of the ring Paul and I think this one’s eventually going to spiral out of control.

Promo: He better pay attention to the count!

Referee: 8…. 9….

[Tossing a dirty bag into the ring along with a pair of chairs, Natas beats the ten count and picking up a weapon of extreme, slams the steel seat downward over and over and over again busting the Clansman’s head wide open. Pointing to the bag, Sam dumps a cluster of large, dirty rocks onto the canvas, and pulling Clansman up by his beard, body slams him onto the hardcore elements.]

Crowd: [OH!]

Clansman: AUGGH!!! ME BACK!

Promo: The Clansman arches his back in pain and stomping down onto his face and busting his nose, Sam calls for the end!

ED: He’s going to try and triple six this gigantic man? That’s insane!

[Jamming the Clansman’s bloody head between his legs, Natas powers the Clansman up with the strength of Zeus.]

Promo: Up and down onto the canvas with a triple six sit out power bomb and like him or hate him, that was a VERY impressive display of strength. Here’s the cover and count!

Referee: 1… 2… THREE!!!

Crowd: [BOO!]

Promo: This one’s over and the Clam’s Man has been defeated in his BACW debut!

ED: Looks like his sword wasn’t that big to begin with!

[Ding! Ding! Ding]

Stuffher: Your winner of the bout by pin fall, “Evil” Sam “God-Damn” Natas!

Crowd: [BOO!]

Promo: Rolling from the ring with his curly black hair dripping from sweat and blood smeared all over his body, the father of evil has completely destroyed his competition for the evening. Oh my, is the seven foot Scottish warrior moving?

ED: Yes he is Promo! I’m shocked but the Clam’s Man is somehow getting to his feet after getting his head handed to him like Marie Antoinette!

Promo: He’s a still a bit groggy and is apparently asking the referee what happened.

Promo: If were Davey Whirley I would be thinking about a quick exit right about now.

Promo: Oh my, he’s just seen the replay!

[Grabbing the man in stripes by his shirt, the Clansman unloads with a hard right knock the referee completely out cold. Pointing to his Claymore sword, the crowd continues to boo.]

Crowd: Ass-hole! Ass-hole! Ass-hole!

[Staggering over to his sword and lifting up the heavy piece of steel, The Scottish Clansman unveils a bloody smile.]

Promo: He’s got the Claymore and he’s telling the crowd, that he’s going to slice the referee in half.

ED: Holy O.J.!

[Raising the sword over his head as the blood continues to rain down his chest, the crowd cheers as Ryan Rhodes hits the ring immediately going toe to toe with the rabid Scotsman.]

Promo: Lefts and right by both men force Clansman to drop the sword and OH! Rhodes just took a huge shot that has him reel back into the corner.

ED: The Clam’s Man has the sword again!

[And just when you thought it was going to get to the point of being fatal, into ring come two masked men who immediately start kicking the God holy shit out of The Clansman. Double drop kicks and double clotheslines put the foreigner on Queer Street and ending the assault with a dooms day device, The Clansman STILL refuses to stay down.]

Promo: Battered and beaten, The Clansman is still trying to get to his feet! What must one do to keep this colossal individual down?

ED: He’s not human!

[Pulling himself up by the ropes, Ryan Rhodes has seen enough and instructing his team to take up two steel chairs, he sets them on fire. Staggering into the center of the ring and not knowing which way is up, Clansman walks right into a double flaming chair shot. The fire sandwiches his head in a blaze of glory and pumping his fist into the air, the crowd goes crazy!]

Crowd: [OH!] Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Promo: The Clansman’s big red Scottish beard is on fire!

ED: Forget about Whack-o Jack-o, BACW has its own Pepsi moment!

The Clansman: Me airs en fir-rrrr-rr. Tas bu-arnig-n “WALLACE” Yer ken bea putin…. dafir ooot “It’s MY Island” hmm….aye..I cannaet tink of an-o-der line….

[Still wobbling on the logo with his head marred in ash, his legs finally give out from under him.]

The Clansman: FREEDOM!!!!!

[Falling face first into the canvas his consciousness is extinguished.]

[THUD!]

Crowd: [OH!]

Promo: Into the canvas in Ric Flair like fashion and listen to the crowd cheer!

Crowd: The Clansman, The Clansman, the Clansman’s on fire, we don’t need no water let the motherfucker burn! Burn motherfucker! BURN!

ED: Exiting the ring with a smile on their collective faces, Ryan Rhodes and his Harbingers have just official clocked their time in as BACW’s brand new tag team force!

Promo: The medical team has come to the ringside area and The Clansman has been badly burned. They’re telling me that all cameras are to be pointed away from the ring out of respect for The Clansman, and at this time we being instructed to go into the back where Chris Ross is still looking for Mr. Batee.

ED: I bet he tastes like chicken.