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

Part 8 - Driving Mr. Batee

[Once again in the back, we can see Mr. Batee tip toeing down the hallway towards the parking garage. There he has a limo waiting for him and with Mike Sloan in charge as General Manager for the night; he has nothing to worry about. Looking around to make sure the coast is clear, Batee reaches for the handle and opening the double doors, there he is still in his wrestling gear and furious is Derek “Cheap-Shot” Parks. Almost taken back by how quickly Parks has gotten from the ring to the garage, Mr. Batee tries to move passed Derek but Parks puts his hand across the doorway block his way.]

Derek: Just where in the hell do you think your going?

Mr. Batee: I’m leaving the building.

Derek: Not until we have had a chance to talk.

Mr. Batee: Look Parks, Ross is looking for me and quite frankly I have nothing to say to that lunatic. I had my new bodyguard Lone Wolf beat up Kimo Newton to within an inch of his life to slow him down and do you know why I…

Derek: Do me a favor Batee, and for once in your life, shut the hell up!

[Looking into Derek’s eyes with a crossed gaze Mr. Batee yields the floor. Scanning again from side to side, Batee cautions Parks.]

Mr. Batee: [Hands motion] Keep it down DCP, Ross could be right around the corner.

[Parks rolls his eyes.]

Derek: So if I yelled, then you might have to deal with that Hawaiian hot head huh?

[Chuckling, Parks tests the waters.]

Derek: OH CHRIS!!!!

[Putting his hand over DCP mouth, Batee takes a deep breath.]

Mr.Batee: SHH!!!

[Parks slaps Batee’s hand from his face.]

Mr. Batee: The hell is wrong with you boy?

[Poking Batee in the chest.]

Derek: I’ll tell you what the hell is wrong with me. I just lost to Alec Ace and I want another title match!

Mr. Batee: [Throwing his hands up into the air] Well I can’t promise anything right now, but I’ll see what I can do for the next TVMA show.

[Batee tries to pass Parks but Derek continues to impede his way.]

Derek: Not so fast Batee.

Mr. Batee: What the hell do you want Parks?

Derek: I want another shot at Ace TONIGHT!

[Looking around Batee frowns pulling Parks in close to avoid being loud.]

Mr. Batee: Look DCP, I can’t force Ace to wrestle again because it’s not in his contract to do so, but I like you so I’ll tell you what I’ll do. You get me to that limo over there in one piece and I’ll give you a chance at gold tonight.

[Parks nods his head in approval.]

Derek: Sounds easy enough, I always wanted to be BACW Heavyweight champion.

[Reaching inside his lapel Batee makes his pitch.]

Mr. Batee: In my coat pocket is a contract, and all I have to do is sign your name on the dotted line. But if anything happens to me from here to that limo, you don’t get anything!

[With his hand out from the doorway, Derek motions for Mr. Batee to move towards the car. Sealing the verbal agreement Parks makes what appears to be a fair deal with the devil.]

Derek: Let’s get going, I have a scaffold match to prepare for.

[Cautiously walking to the limo, Parks escorts Batee to backdoor of the car and pointing to the door handle motions for the owner to get in.]

Derek: Looks like I just earned myself a title shot boss.

Mr. Batee: Indeed you did.

[Extending his hand to Parks the contract is executed and delivered.]

Mr. Batee: Here is your contract, and good luck tonight.

Derek: [Laughing] Luck is for losers.

[Slamming the door to the limo, Mr. Batee orders the driver to take him away from the building, and far away from Chris Ross.]

Mr. Batee: David, please take me home, I’ve had a very…

[Spinning around in the driver’s seat, you can see the man is none other than Ric Ulfric dressed up like Mr.Batee’s limo driver.]

Ric Ulfric: Where to again?

Mr. Batee: Oh my Lord! Haven’t I given you and Matty McClain everything you’ve asked for? You have a new contract, a new start, and he’s back in BACW with my full blessing. What more could you be looking for?

[Click!]

Mr. Batee: What the heck?

[Ulfric locks the doors from the front.]

Ric Ulfric: Well not quiet everything.

[He giggles the door but it’s locked.]

Mr. Batee: What’s that supposed to mean?

Ric Ulfric: Matt’s been helping me, and now it’s my turn to help him. Let’s drive and I’ll explain the rest to you.

[Covering his privates Batee has to ask.]

Mr. Batee: You know I’m heterosexual right?

Ric Ulfric: Shut up and listen…

Mr. Batee: [Under his breath] People better stop telling me to shut up…

[On the outside of the limo, a smiling Derek Parks opens up his newly signed contract and as his smirk turns to one of anger, the limo peels out almost running over his foot.]

Derek: HEY DUMB FUCK!

[SCREECH!!!!]

Derek: [Shaking the contract in the air] This contract is for…

[SCREECH!!!!]

[Fading on the taillights, we pick up the show once again as Randy Acorn enters the ring.]

Stuffher: …he is BACW’s Northeastern Regional champion, Randy Acorn!

Promo: Folks we apologize for the delay in getting you back into the arena but it seem as if there were a few technical difficulties. While we were in the back, a strange thing has happened.

ED: You lost your virginity?

Promo: NO! Austin Arenas has phoned in saying his plane was delayed and that he would not be able to wrestle for the regional championship tonight. We have been told that general manager Mike Sloan was so angry with Matt McClain’s behavior, that he went ahead and booked a hardcore match with between The Crippler and Randy Acorn.

ED: Coming through the ropes with a steel chair in hand, and a cold blue steel gaze on his face, McClain requested nothing but a brief introduction.

Promo: Looks pissed.

ED: Matt McClain is like an idol to me. He has already defeated Jeremy King, and now he’s coming back into the ring to face a very tough Randy Acorn.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Stuffher: Now entering the ring, he is the newly appointed challenger… from Houston Texas, this is The Crippler! Matt McCl…

[CLANG!]

Randy Acorn: [UGH!]

[THUD!]

Crowd: [OH!]

ED: Holy baby seals!

Promo: McClain just struck Randy Acorn in the side of the head while he was pulling up his knee pads and folks, the champion isn’t moving!

[CLANG!]

[CLANG!]

[CLANG!]

Promo: Over the head and busting a quivering Acorn wide open, the crowd is stunned as a pool of blood forms under the champion’s head. Throwing the dented chair over the ropes and dragging Acorn into the center of the ring, McClain makes an arrogant cover with the toe of his wrestling boot.

Referee: 1… 2…

Crowd: NO!

Referee: THREE!!!

Promo: I don’t believe what just happened!

ED: Believe it Paul, because “The Crippler” is back and he just won himself a championship!

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the bout, and NEW BACW Northeastern Regional Champion! “The Crippler” Matt McClain!

Crowd: [BOO!]

[Snatching the title from the referee’s hand, McClain exits through the ropes and up the isle without even acknowledging the crowd. Inside the ring, Randy Acorn’s lifeless body awaits the medical team who’s now streaming down the isle.]

Promo: If you told me before tonight that gold would be around this man’s waist, I would have told you, you were crazy. But there he was, and there Randy Acorn is, with this night just getting crazier and crazier.

ED: Let’s not forget about Derek Parks getting a title shot at the heavyweight championship!

Promo: I don’t think we have ever had a three way dance on a scaffold before.

ED: Should be wild!

Promo: Speaking of wild, as Randy Acorn is taken from the ring on a stretcher; it’s time to greet the challengers, for our BACW Tag Team championship match.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]