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[BSW] Week 3
Topic Started: Aug 23 2010, 06:57 AM (462 Views)
crimsonjoe
The Luther Burger
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[The scene fades in to a small auditorium, a local hall in Lexington, Kentucky. A wrestling ring is in the center, and chairs surround three sides of the ring. People are slowly entering the auditorium and taking their seats.

On the fourth side of the ring is the cameras, along with a long table, with the announce crew seated behind it and a microphone in front of each person. Jackie Trainor is wearing a simple blouse and slacks combination, while Phil Anderson is wearing a suit a couple of years out of style. Next to them is the interview area- a BSW logo in the background, and "Big" Al Lieberman standing by, microphone in hand. Standing next to him, in a business suit, is former wrestler "Crimson" Joe Reed. Reed watches intently as ten wrestlers slowly enter the ring.

As each man enters the ring, the camera flashes their name underneath, to identify them to the TV audience:

"Adam"
"De'Vegas Black"
"Thomas Clarke"
"Winston Fioritto"
"Clint Flint"
"Domhnall O'Flaherty"
"Jorge Gomez"
"Ryan Martinez"
"Austin Raines"
"Justin Tyme"

The men stand in the ring, alternating between looking out at the audience and warily watching each other. As the music fades, "Big" Al speaks for both the auditorium and the TV audience.]

Big Al: Tonight, these ten wrestlers showcase their abilities and begin to learn the final lessons needed to become future superstars. All of them have talent- we will see who fulfills their promise tonight on BLANK SLATE WRESTLING!

***

[As the commercials fade, we fade back to see Jackie and Phil at the announce table.]

JT: Welcome to the third episode of Blank Slate Wrestling! Tonight, the ten wrestlers will compete in the ring for the first time in a battle royale!

PA: I’m a bit surprised. Battle Royales aren’t your typical introductory match. Basically, we’re sending all of the wrestlers into a ring and hitting ‘Blend’.

JT: In addition, all of our competitors will be speaking to both the live crowd and to the audience at home. "Big" Al and "Crimson" Joe Reed will explain...

[Cut to the interview area]

Big Al: Tonight- and every show- all ten competitors will be giving interviews here. Joe, what's the purpose of tonight's interview?

[Reed takes the microphone from Al.]

CJR: Wrestling is built on rivalries. Every great wrestler has classic feuds with others. Tonight we’re going to see who everyone picks to throw down the gauntlet- and why.

Big Al: Every wrestler made their challenge while all of the other wrestlers were in the backstage, so no wrestler will have any idea who was challenged or if anyone challenged them until they see these clips in front of the camera. As we go along, we'll be holding a panel discussion for our experts to give their thoughts on tonight. Back to Jackie and Phil.


****
PROMO #1: AUSTIN RAINES

[The camera focus in upon the black banner with the BSW logo upon it
and Austin Raines slowly walks onto view. Austin is wearing his ring
attire; full length black wrestling tights with silver trim and a
sleeveless hooded (the hood is down) boxer robe; also black with
silver trim. Austin runs his left hand through his hair and raises the
microphone with his right towards his lips.]

AR: Nine other men, nine very different personalities who all have …
who want … no who desire what I want. To be the man who wins BSW and
begins to crave his legacy inch by inch in the business where true
athletes still perform.

[Austin pauses for effect.]

AR: This isn’t a business where the bottom line will make the
superstars come together in an attempts to make a single federation
win the accolades … no this is a business where a superstar shines as
the best in the business on his own! And I plan on doing just that!

[Austin nods his head in agreement to his last statement.]

AR: I’m sure the likes of Jorge Gomez will make a name for himself,
Ryan Martinez will try to go out and prove that he has honor but he
just won’t be able to rally the fans around him the way he so
desperately wants them to. And Adam … he’s to preachy for anyone to
take a chance on him, and the single name we all know it only works
for someone under a mask. And while there are others in BSW they just
don’t rub me the wrong way like Clint Flint. An egotistical son of a
….

[Austin stops himself and smirks slightly.]

AR: You see Flint I can stop myself from cursing, I don’t need a cheap
gimmick from the 90’s to pop the crowd. Sure Phil wants to call me
vanilla but it’s not my bark who defines me.

[Austin looks away from the camera for a brief moment but he slowly
turns his head back, a glimmer in his pale green eyes as he slightly
smirks.]

AR: It’s the heart I possess … I desire I have to be the best the
world has ever seen. I’ve bleed, had bone broken and yet here I stand
begging the BSW to bring the best it has, so I can show the world who
I am! Clint Flint all you do is bark, curse and make the fans want to
take a bathroom break! There’s a reason the fans as you say it hate on
the Cooly Fooly …

[Austin rolls his eyes as he says Cooly Fooly.]

AR: You’re just a fool in a real man’s game!

[Austin tosses the mic to the floor as he walks away from the camera.]


****
PROMO #2: JORGE GOMEZ


[We cut to the BSW banner and standing in front of it, dressed in his wrestling gear, it's the smallest competitor in BSW, Jorge Gomez. Jorge holds a microphone and looks up at the camera then looks around at the studio crowd and then back at the camera.]

JG: Hola amigos y amigas!

[Small applause.]

JG: The first time.. I was standing here by myself.. Everyone say.. I too nervous.

[Grumbling begins because AGAIN Jorge seems too nervous.]

JG: My Ingles is.. Not very good, also.

[Jorge nods.]

JG: Si. But.. I have been studying very hard.. Very, Very hard. And I have been training very, very hard. And amigos.. I am ready to show everyone the fruits of my labors!

[Small applause as Jorge sounds more confident.]

JG: This week we are suppose to challenge a fellow BSW competitor, and to prove myself and my... confidence in my training and studying.. I, Jorge Gomez, the smallest competitor here.. Am laying out a challenge to De'Vegas Black.. the BIGGEST man here!

[POP!]

JG: De'Vegas, I'm not disrespecting you, your strength or what you can do with any of it. But I just want to show everyone that while my body might be small.. Mi corazon es muy grande! And I am going to prove it.. By facing you mano a mano in the ring!

[Applause]

JG: Mucho gracias, mi amigos! I promise to give my all when I face De'Vegas Black.. and tonight, in the battle royal, I will show you mi lucha libre one hundred percent! Arriba Lucha Libre!

[Jorge pumps a fist and flashes a smile and the crowd gives him a good applause and he walks offscreen.]

****
PROMO #3: RYAN MARTINEZ

[Ryan Martinez stands in the interview area, already dressed to wrestle.
He wears long black wrestling tights and black and gold boots. Both
fists have been wrapped in red tape, and his right elbow has a black pad
on it. He looks leaner and more muscular than before, as if whatever
miniscule amount of body fat he possessed has been melted away. His face
is covered with a week’s worth of black stubble, further evidence that
he’s done nothing but train for tonight’s battle royal.]

RM: First things first. I don’t know who is going to say what tonight. I
don’t know who will be challenging who. It’s possible that no one will
challenge me. But I want to make something clear:

If you’re challenging me, consider it accepted.

Anyone who wants to fight me, I’m not hard to find. I welcome your
challenges. And I’ll look you in the eye before the match begins and
offer my hand as a sign of respect when the match is over. And between
those two moments? You’d best believe I’ll do everything in my power to
beat you.

Now, on to my challenge.

[Ryan takes a moment, drawing a breath, exhaling it slowly.]

RM: I want to remember what this man said. I want to quote him exactly.
This man said that he has a perfect mind and a flawless body. He told
the world that he’s pure, righteous and good.

I’m speaking, of course, about Adam.

[Martinez pauses a beat, to let his challenge sink in.]

I don’t believe in what you believe in Adam. I don’t believe that honor
and goodness come from without. I believe they come from within. I don’t
believe in a power bigger than myself. I don’t believe in anything I
can’t see or touch. I believe that a man sets his path and determines
his own faith. I believe in hard work and strength of character, and I
don’t think any of that comes from some higher authority. I believe it’s
either in your heart, or you don’t have it.

But let’s be clear, I don’t want to fight you for what you believe. I
want to fight you for who you are.

You’re a narcissist, an egomaniac. You believe yourself better than
anyone else. You want to sit on a high pedestal and you don’t think
anyone has the right to even try to knock you down.

Worst of all, you’re a liar and a hypocrite. You want to hold yourself
up above everyone else with your claims of perfection. And that offends
me deeply Adam. Hell, last time I checked, pride not only went before
the fall, but it was a deadly sin.

There’s something you need to learn, Adam. A lesson that’s a long time
in coming. And it’s very simple - men who hold their noses in the air are
just leaving their necks exposed. Consider me a guillotine.

There’s a saying I am sure you’re familiar with, about glass houses and
casting stones. And there’s an even older one about who ought to be
casting stones. Well, I’m not without sin Adam, but I’m damn sure my
fist is a stone about to be cast your way.

So what do you say, Adam? Give this sinner a chance to bring you to the
light.

[With a nod, Martinez sets the microphone down and steps away.]

****
PROMO #4: ADAM


[Cut to Adam standing in the interview area. Once again, he is just wearing his plain ring attire … white spandex shorts and white boots. There are some boos and jeers from the crowd as that serene smile starts to bloom on his face.]

“Tonight, I will be faced with overwhelming odds. A battle royal. Nine opponents. Nine men who stand in my way, in the way of righteousness and good. It is a test, but, just like Job, I will not shy away from that challenge put into my path but face it proudly.“

[He nods to emphasize his point.]

“But that is not what I want to talk about tonight. Instead, I am about to extend my hand to a man in the locker room who needs my help, my support …“

[Adam jabs a finger at the crowd of fans close to him.]

“... just like every single one of you. But, for the moment, let me focus on a single person. Let my words reach the ears of a sinner who has let pride gotten the best of him.

DE'VEGAS BLACK!“

[The self-proclaimed First Man bellows out the name with fervor.]

“When I heard you speak all I saw was someone who has lost his way. You talked about the color of your skin and mine but, in the eyes of God, there is no color. You showed so much satisfaction about your education when that very education is poison, poured into the ears of our young to dillute the True Message, to make them deaf to the words that should mean the world, to deny the only education everybody needs … the Book of the Lord.“

[Adam again ignores the jeers and continues.]

“But there is hope for you, De'Vegas and I hope for you to become the first sheep for me to guide out of the darkness. So, on the next episode of Blank Slate Wrestling

... after I have shown that your wrath and pride are futile in the face of the First Man …

… after your strength has failed you against these very hands ...

… after I have made you submit and brought you to your lowest point through pain in front of the people who still think they have the right to judge me …“

[Adam becomes silent for a moment, letting the words sink in and glaring at Joe Reed for a moment.]

“... after all of that, I hope you will realize that your inferiority is not because of your skin, but because of your soul and you will join me on my mission.

I will reach out to you with my hand to pick you up from the broken heap you will be and accept you as a follower.

You can be saved … or suffer the Fall.“
****


PANEL #1:

[Jackie Trainor and Phil Anderson, the announce team, are joined by "Crimson" Joe Reed and "Big" Al Lieberman. Each has a microphone, and Jackie has some notes scribbled into a notebook.]


JT: Austin Raines. That was a very good promo, the best you’ve done since you’ve started. Nice challenge to Clint Flint.

PA: I can see that. Flint is hot peppers, and that doesn’t go well with Vanilla. Not a good combination, no matter how many tequlias you’ve had.

CJR: Austin’s going a very good job emphasizing substance over style, and out of all of the wrestlers, Flint is the wrestler who pushes style over substance. I can see where he rubs you the wrong way, because it’s a natural contrast. You did a good job conveying that to the audience.

JT: Segueing on contrasts, Jorge challenged De’Vegas Black. The smallest man challenged someone who outweighs him by over a hundred pounds.

CJR: This is wrestling, not weightlifting. I’ve seen men smaller than Jorge beat- decisively- bigger men than De’Vegas. But there’s always a bias towards bigger and stronger men that needs to be overcome. Jorge needs to convince the fans that he can match up with men who are much bigger than him, or risk getting stereotyped as just a cruiserweight wrestler. Going after De’Vegas makes perfect sense, and if you defeat him, you’ll go a long way to proving to both the fans and people who run wrestling that Jorge Gomez can be in the ring with anyone.

Big Al: Ryan Martinez challenged Adam.

JT: Adam has gotten on the wrong side of many of these fans with his attitude, and I can see why Ryan would be just as annoyed as the fans.

PA: And Adam, in turn, challenged De’Vegas Black- though it sounded more like he was trying to recruit De’Vegas to join his cause.

CJR: Everyone has stepped up their game this week. All of the challenges were clear and understandable. The fans and bookers understand the reasons and would have a good reason to put those matches together.

Big Al: Let’s go to commercials, then hear from the remainder of the wrestlers!



****
PROMO #5: DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

[BSW banner, and a very, very pale man with freckles stands, glaring at the camera. A practiced, non-regional dialect is immediately evident as he begins to speak.]

DO: Alright then, this is it, innit? This is the night when we get to lock horns for the first time, rutting bucks all, fighting for the affections of a single reluctant doe. Broken antlers, torn hide and when all is said and done, only one will be left standing. Tonight ... the real challenge begins.

[Nodding, Domhnall O'Flaherty (as if it could be anyone else) touches up his spiky hair one time, then runs the backs of his fingers all the way down his bare and rippling torso, following the contour of his well-emphasized line of adonis and terminating with a thumb hooked in his short wrestling trunks. Look out ladies!]

DO: And what a challenge it is. A challenge laid down by everyone and towards everyone else. Okay, fine, but who to challenge, eh? Do I challenge the biggest of the bunch, De'Vegas Black? Prison rules, they say, beat down the biggest man in the prison yard to prove you're not to be trifled with. That might send a good message, but, well, no. Mister Black, I'm afraid, big as he is, doesn't look like the future of this business or any other to me. Oh, sure, you'd have a fine time rubbin' elbows with me at the club, tossin' blaggarts out to be stacked on the curb like cordwood, but as an entertainer? The only words I've heard the man speak once and then only to defend himself from some stereotypes held by you Americans of your darker-skinned countrymen. Heh, where I'm from, with the memory of the IRA, you can bet more people would cross the street to avoid me than you, fella.

[Snorting lightly, Domhnall speaks with confidence, but his stance betrays his nervousness. EG - he doesn't seem to know what to do with his hands as he pops his knuckles before crossing his arms.]

DO: So if not the big and boring man, then what? Well, there's an equally tall but more ... lean man with a very famous name. Ah, Ryan, Ryan Martinez. Now there's a feather to put in one's cap there. The little brother of Alex. Or is it son? Nephew, pfah, as if it matters. Ryan would be more a trophy than an opponent though. I've seen him in action and sure, he seems tough, but how tough can you be when your height is turned against you and suddenly you're stacked up on your neck, leveraged over someone's hip? Gravity, they say, is a harsh mistress. It's true. True, it might take some doing, but there's really no point in pursuing Martinez at this point. Maybe, just maybe, if he gets better and shows he can really fight, maybe then there'll be some bragging rights to be had. Now? I'd just as soon start a fist fight with a tree. Same amount of effort, same amount of danger and the same amount of reward when the day is done; none at all...

[Loosening up, Dom sneers at the camera, enjoying his trash talk entirely too much for his own good.]

DO: Justin Tyme? The only reason I'd walk that path is to erase that wretched pun from memory. People would thank me for that one.
Jorge Gomez? Oh, sure, I'll swat a fly then move on to something more threatening... Like a mosquito. Next!
Adam? I'd never hit a lady.
No, no I think that, when it gets right down to it, I have to look to the criticisms heaped on me since stepping foot here in BSW. One that I shared with someone else. Someone undeserving.

[Pursing his lips, Dom looks to the left, to the right, then leads in confidingly towards the camera.]

DO: Winston? Is it my imagination or do I detect a bit of the Queen's english on your tongue? Set aside the fact that you're entering into an athletic competition with a physique that suggests third trimester. Set aside that you come across as the retarded son of a git with the DT's. Set aside everything else ... and you're still an Englishman in the crosshairs of a son of the blue-green Irish sea.
You don't belong in this competition, Winston. You don't have the commitment necessary to maintain your physique, so what chance have you in persevering the hardships of the professional wrestling industry? The judges criticized us both for our usage of dialect and slang. Well, I adjusted my trajectory, and you? You just blithely kept trundling on like a dumb-fire torpedo never knowing your own destination and destined only to detonate in a pointless conflagration.
Tonight? Tonight I'm gonna give you a demonstration, Winston! Tonight you'll learn why I'm the future of the professional wrestling business and you? Your career is nothin' but a stillborn child; dead before it's even begun...

[His accent slipping in as his final, hateful, bile-soaked words spit out from him, Domhnall nods for emphasis and exits, stage right. Cut!]
****
PROMO #6: WINSTON FIORITTO

[We have Winston Fioritto standing, alone, in front of a blue background, with the audience to his stage right. Dressed in an English Jack t-shirt, cords, a newsboy hat and his mutton chops, "The Runt" clears his throat. He is speaking flatter, there is still his accent to overcome, but it is much clearer; obviously Winston is a fan of American pop culture because it seems he has practiced this for quite some time. Not that it all that clear but it is better than his normal mush-mouthed speech.]

So, yes, I can speak American, though why anyone would want to butcher their throat sounding like some sort of stiff pencil pusher is beyond me. The challenge this week is to challenge everyone. Well, I have two statements to make. The first one goes a little something like this:

[Winston adjusts his cap and spits out of the left side of his mouth.]

"Oi, so wot's it to ya if ya spetics don't unnerstan' erry lil' thing outta my mouf? Seems ta me that the guv o'r there an' his Berks all squaddy up wif the same old simon talk. The bloody crowd knows 'oo is the chuffin' Ruth and 'oo brings them their bangers and mash worf every night even if they can't understand every Dicky Bird. This isn't abaht pretty dickie birds or bein' a cookie cu-er, assembly line Merlyn Rees of Kathy Burke wif a pedigree. This is abaht wot goes on in that Highland Flin',"

[The Runt huffs.]

"Lor' luv a duck! Ya may fin' I'm bein' a Three Card Trick but I'm just throwin' Hammer and Tack at ya wot I fin'. I appreciate the feedback but, 'eaven and 'ell, ya 're missin' the spirit and already 'ave a set of
parameters of wot ya find acceptable. these shackles ain't Ruth. And ya, the panel of Ignoran' pitcher. Know what I mean? 'ad Mae West butcher's aahhht ter the fans ter clock wot the real Horse and Cart of the matter is. I can drop me accent, I can conform, but I won't 'cause I am true ter myself in that Highland Flin' and aahhht of it. if a daan't loike it, ya can Kate Moss me Frank Bough,"

[Satisfied, The Runt clears his throat.]

...'ow do you people talk like this? As for challenges? I want everyone. I want every last one of these toss pots in that ring. I don't care who comes first, I'm going to punch them so hard their mothers will cry and their future babies will have black eyes. I'll beat their mothers, I'll tussle with their fathers. Grannies? Babies? That guy in the parking lot? Bring'em all on. The Ringer don't discriminate. I don't back down. My fists are lethal. I solve problems. I know my way around a fight and I am not afraid to get dirty. You eat up the crap about honor and stories about throwing privledge aside because of a personal slight; what a joke. That isn't truth. The truth is right here, my two fists. If you don't like it you can sod off.

[Winston slaps his rear end as he says 'sod off'. Winston then has a message for our dear panel.]

Blimey! Is what Johnny Deere enuff fer yaaahr easily offended little ignoran' ears? Nuff said, yah?

[He huffs again and walks off camera.]
****
PROMO #7: CLINT FLINT

Big Al: Now here's someone making a name for himself in BSW, because that man is the name of the future! Ladies and gentlemen, CLINT FLINT!

[Enter one collar-poppin' 20 year old superstar in the making, causing quite a commotion amidst all the young Kentucky ladies in attendence! Slow walk to the stage, making certain to show off his budding physique through a tight polo shirt, no shades for today but the hair and pinch are always immaculately primped.]

CF: Word to your MILFs, mother-errrr... BROS!! It's your pal Bruiser Broski, the Killer Khanye, Mr. Cooly Fooly all rolled into one! Pop a Jagerbomb and say no to hipster douchebags cuz Clintamania is in the hizzy!

Big Al: Clint, I feel you're gonna go far in this industry considering you've already mastered the art of coming up with as many nicknames for yourself as humanly possible! But now that you're set to face all 9 other BSW rookies in tonight's battle royal, is there anyone in particular you'd wish to face off in the future?

CF: Just working by bro-cess of elimination, Clint Flint's personal philosophy in life is "no fatties" so that rules D'Vegas Black right out. Also, I don't want to fall asleep while wrestling so I'll stay away from Austin Raynes. And Thomas Clarke. And Justin Tyme. And Alex Martinez. And George Gomez. Geez, that sure eliminates a whole lot of people from the get-bro, doesn't it?

[Smug as fuuuuu... nkerbean! Smug as Winky Funkerbean, yes. Clint Flint pulls out a pair of slick LX Sr sunglasses and pulls them over his eyes because of how smug he is.]

CF: But you wanna hear a BRO-mo? Lemme do this: Winston Fioritto? More like... FAILston- Yeah, FAILston Frito Lay-o!

[Clint Flint puts on aviator glasses over his LX sunglasses as everyone in attendance collectively facepalms.]

CF: Brosko, don't think you're sick just cuz no one understands what you're saying, because *CLINT FLINT* hears what you're saying, and it sounds like SUCK! Phil-bro might swallow that whole "tough guy" act you're pulling, but the Cool Clint never swallows and he don't sport foofy hairdos either! You don't even have an original gimmick, you're just a FOREIGNER like Domhall O'Flaherty! And Domhall? More like...

[He thinks REAL hard for that one.]

CF: DUMBASS! O'... Fla... -TULENCE!!! YEAHHHHH! ICEBURN!!!

[He pumps his fist and is so proud of himself, he puts on SHUTTER SHADES over his previous sunglasses.]

CF: Yeah, I know, I can already hear Crimson Bro telling me to "tone it down, you're browing away my baby little mind", but haters gonna hate and I'm an INNOVATOR of wrestling maneuvers, the master of the Flintlock and you along with the 8 other douchebags and bitchasses better take the *HINT* not to mess with *CLINT FLINT* as I show the world just what makes me the name of the future!

Big Al: We're almost outta time! Any last words?

CF: AH CAN'T SEE [BLEEP] IN THESE THINGS!

[Clint Flint makes his exit, walking right into a wall. Fade to...]
****
PANEL #2:

JT: We’re back- and started with Domhnall O’Flaherty, who challenged Winston Fioritto.

CJR: And, from both the point of view of the fan and from a fedhead, I’d be intrigued by this matchup. You’re both from overseas, both brawlers… Winston is more of a bar brawler, while Domhnall uses Sambo in his wrestling. So both of your styles is unique in the fed. That seems to be a natural rivalry, and it’d be one that we’d like to see.

Big Al: Then we come to Winston’s interview, and he basically threw an open challenge to everyone.

CJR: Which… I get the point, Winston. You’re willing to take on anyone. But also understand that you need to take control of your career. If you just say “I’ll take on anyone”, then the fed President will just pick anyone to put you against- and that might not be the best thing for your career. Understand that if you can find an opponent that not only do you want to fight, but the fans want you to see, it will help you advance your career.

JT: And finally, we get to Clint Flint, who challenged Winston Fioritto. Kind of…

PA: I think Clint’s run into a few too many walls recently. Get a different pair of shades, pal.

CJR: Clint… you didn’t blow away my mind. Or anyone else’s. You rambled and made no sense. Winston didn’t specifically challenge anyone because he’s saying he is willing to fight anyone. You didn’t specific anyone because…. [Reed shrugs] I’ll be honest, I don’t know. And if you leave the fans confused by what you’re saying… it’s not helping you.

****
MATCH #1: BATTLE ROYALE!


[There’s some delay to start as both Domhnall and Clint Flint attempt to make a grand entrance, but both are rebuffed by the BSW officials, who confiscate Domhnall’s boombox and Clint’s CD that he yells needs to be played over the PA System. Everyone else is in their wrestling gear, except…]

JT: Is there a reason Winston’s in street clothes and a hat- with a cigar in his mouth- and carrying a mug of ale in his hand?

PA: Half-mug, Jackie. Though it looks like he’s finishing it up.

[As the referee convinces Winston to give him the empty, Clint and Domhnall enter the ring and…]

((DING DING DING))


[Right away, Winston rears back and slugs Thomas Clarke, while Austin Raines and Adam lock up. Domhnall O’Flaherty drives a knee into the stomach of Justin Tyme, and De’Vegas Black tries a clothesline on Adam, who ducks underneath. Ryan Martinez locks up with Domhnall, and Jorge Gomez bounces off the ropes to deliver a dropkick to the knees of De’Vegas Black. Clint Flint grabs Justin Tyme and attempts to deliver an Overdrive…]

Big Al: Clint was telling me before the match that he was going to introduce to the wrestling world a ‘Collar Popper’ that he claims will revolutionize wrestling.

JT: The Overdrive? That’s been around a few years now… and it’s taking him forever to put it on.

[Nevertheless, Clint is able to drop to the mat, ‘popping’ Justin’s collar. Clint yells out how great that move was, ignoring Austin Raines grabbing Tyme and tossing him over the top rope.]

RA: JUSTIN TYME HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!


[Winston Fioritto keeps slugging away at Clarke, peppering him with roundhouse rights and driving him to the corner, then shoving him over the top rope. Clarke holds on to the top rope to stay on the apron, only for Winston to deliver an uppercut that drives Clarke off the apron onto the floor.]

RA: THOMAS CLARKE HAS BEEN ELIMIATED!


[De’Vegas Black whips Adam into the corner, but charges in and misses as Adam sidesteps him. De’Vegas stumbles out as Jorge Gomez hops up to the second rope and delivers a legwhip, causing De’Vegas Black to stumble backwards. Adam pulls down the top rope and De’Vegas somersaults backwards onto the floor.]

RA: DE’VEGAS BLACK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!


JT: And just like that, we have three quick eliminations! And looks at Jorge Gomez! He’s hopping up and down in the middle of the ring, thrilled that he eliminated the biggest man in the battle royal! He goes to give Adam a high-five and…

PA: … and Adam just gave him a throat chop. Ouch.

JT: Adam throws Jorge over the top rope- but Jorge holds on, skins the cat, and hops back into the ring!

[Adam starts to go after Jorge but is caught as Ryan Martinez greets him with a kneelift. Clint Flint gets in Austin Raines’ face about eliminating Tyme, until Raines responds with a forearm shot. And Jorge Gomez re-enters the ring and is locked up by Domhnall O’Flaherty. Domhnall tries to drive Jorge to the corner, but Jorge ducks underneath to get back into the center, and as Domhnall turns around he’s greeted by a shot from Winston.]

PA: Smart of Gomez. Stay away from the ropes. If you’re in the center you can’t get thrown out.

CJR: And Domhnall just proves why I hated competing in battle royales. No matter how much you pay attention, there’s always someone ready to attack you from behind.

Big Al: I know you’ve competed in hundreds of battle royales- and didn’t you only win one in your career?

CJR: [shooting Al a look] Thanks for reminding me.

[Martinez is powering Adam into the corner, but a rake of the face stuns Martinez, and Adam locks in a Cobra Clutch. Raines and Flint trade shots, while Winston and Domhnall fight in a corner… where Jorge Gomez launches with a dropkick that almost takes the two brawlers over! Almost, as Domhnall grabs Winston by the shirt and pulls it over his head, then takes him over with an armbar.]

JT: Winston wearing his street clothes is hurting him in this match.

PA: Yeah- but I give him credit for keeping his hat on the entire time.

[Adam is on Ryan Martinez’ back, locking in a Cobra Clutch- but Martinez hoists him up and drives backward into the corner, causing Adam to loosen the hold. Clint Flint whips Austin Raines into Jorge Gomez, then charges. Raines ducks underneath, Gomez leapfrogs over Flint, and Flint’s clothesline catches Ryan Martinez. Ryan stumbles, and Flint attempts to throw Martinez over the top rope, but Martinez holds on to the ropes. Adam manages to get behind Austin Raines and clip him in the back of the leg, while Gomez legdrops Domhnall to get him to release the armbar.]

JT: Adam with a leg grapevine on Austin Raines… I guess he didn’t like seeing Austin challenge him. I’m not sure there’s a clear favorite.

PA: In battle royales, the biggest guy is the favorite. Out of the seven remaining, Ryan Martinez has that role, but he’s not so much biggest that the others couldn’t throw him out. Forced to make a choice, I’ll go with Adam, but really it’s anyone’s game. [Pause] Well, probably not Jorge. Too small.

[Martinez gives Clint an elbow to the sternum, while Gomez drives a knee into Domhnall’s side. Raines gets his other foot and kicks at Adam’s to get him to release the grapevine Clint fires off a fist, then Martinez ducks- and on the followthrough, Clint slugs a rising Winston, staggering the brawler and knocking his hat off. Winston glares, spits into both of his hands, and raises them at Clint, who shrugs and raises them back.]

JT: OK, Clint Flint is bigger, younger, in better shape, and probably stronger than Winston. But this is a very bad idea for him.

[Flint fires off a series of Winston, and drives Fioritto back. Flint grins and presses his advantage- stepping on Winston’s newsboy hat in the process. Winston looks down, sees the squashed hat, glares at Clint, and fires off a roundhouse left that sends Clint spinning around and grabbing his face in pain.]

JT: And this just went from ‘bad idea’ to ‘REALLY bad idea’.

CJR: Flint’s trying to compete in Winston’s game- bare-knuckle brawling, which is a bad mistake. Flint should keep things moving where his athleticism will help him more. Brawling is Winston’s forte.

[Winston pummels Flint with a left-right combination, staggering Flint. Flint hits the corner and grabs the nearest wrestler- Gomez- and uses Gomez as a shield, shoving Gomez into Winston to get away.]

JT: That was a little cowardly.

PA: Cowardly… Smart… po-TAY-to… po-TAH-to…

[Winston swings at Gomez, who ducks underneath, bounces off the ropes, and delivers a spinning elbow into Winston’s head. On the other side of the ring, Austin Raines has one of Adam’s legs and is attempting to get him over the top rope. Adam scissors the middle ropes with his arms and tries to kick Raines with his other foot to free himself. As the two continue to struggle. Domhnall grabs Ryan Martinez and hoists him up with a Karelin lift- but the throw causes Martinez to hit the ropes, keeping him in the ring.]

PA: Damn! Domhnall just threw a pretty big guy in Martinez! Nice feat of strength there.

[Domhnall goes to pick Martinez up again, but Martinez grabs him in a headlock and takes him over, then switches over to an armbar. Domhnall uses the ropes to get to his feet- and Martinez delivers a short-arm clothesline that nearly flips Domhnall over the top rope. After landing, Domhnall dives back into the middle of the ring, avoiding the ropes and an elimination. As Ryan Martinez starts to head over, Austin Raines Irish whips Adam, who collides with Martinez. The two knock heads, sending both to the mat. Raines sees Domhnall, who is crouched on the mat to keep himself low, and charges in, catching him with a baseball slide to the face. Domhnall gets hit and rolls under the ropes to escape the ring. As Raines starts to follow, Clint Flint grabs Raines by the hair and yanks him to the ground, then starts stomping away. Over at the other corner, Jorge Gomez continues to use hit-and-move tactics on Winston, ducking under one fist to deliver a kneelift, then sidestepping a clothesline to deliver a boot to the midsection and follow it with a DDT.]

JT: Jorge Gomez is hitting three moves for every one of Winston’s.

PA: Yeah- but when one of Winston’s moves connect, it’s going to feel like five moves at once. So I think that still favors Winston.

[Austin Raines and Clint Flint continue to fight on the ropes, while Ryan Martinez fires off a series of forearms at Adam. Gomez leaps off the ropes for a kneedrop, but Winston Fioritto rolls out of the way, and Jorge Gomez hits the mat. And Domhnall…]

JT: Dammit! O’Flaherty is staying outside the ring! Doesn’t he have a ten count to get back in or he’s disqualified!

CJR: Unfortunately, we only have two referees, and there’s so much action in a battle royale that it’s easy to miss someone taking a breather.

[Ryan Martinez has Adam pushed against the ropes. Clint Flint whips Austin Raines into the corner, then runs over to grab Ryan Martinez’s legs. Fioritto also joins in, and together they manage to flip both Adam and Ryan Martinez over the top rope…






And onto the floor.]

RA: ADAM and RYAN MARTINEZ HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!



JT: We had gone several minutes without any eliminations- and now two men are gone, including the biggest man left in the ring!

CJR: Ryan challenged Adam, and I don’t think Adam appreciated it. And the two ended up so focused on the other that they left themselves open to being attacked by others.

[Clint poses with a huge grin on his face- until Winston wipes the grin with a boot to the midsection. Flint and Fioritto start to brawl again. Outside the ring, Ryan Martinez spots Domhnall outside the ring. Jorge Gomez gets back to his feet and locks up with Austin Raines, leaping up to put on an arm scissors. . Fioritto starts choking out Clint Flint. And…]

JT: RYAN MARTINEZ JUST GRABBED DOMHNALL AND THREW HIM BACK INTO THE RING!

Big Al: Guess Martinez didn’t like Domhnall’s resting.

[Domhnall turns to face Martinez and yells at him. When he turns around, Winston, Clint, Austin, and Jorge are all facing and glaring at Domhnall.]

PA: I’m guessing the other didn’t appreciate Domhnall’s little vacation either.

[All four begin pummeling Domhnall, and while he tries to hold on, he’s outnumbered, and tossed over the top rope onto the floor]

RA: DOMHNALL O’FLAHERTY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!


CJR: Yeah- if you’ve been in that ring 15 minutes and see that someone has been hiding, you’re going to be pretty annoyed. I can’t blame anyone there.

[Down to four, it turns into a near tag team match, as Jorge and Austin confer in one corner, while Clint and Winston make an oddball team in the opposite corner. Having made their plans, Clint and Austin lock up, while Winston attempts to charge at Jorge Gomez. Gomez slides underneath- but Winston sits down to stop Gomez’ slide, then grabs him by the arm and starts kicking him in the side.]

PA: I know Gomez is trying to ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,’ But when I see someone like Winston catch him, all I keep thinking of is ‘Godzilla versus Bambi’.

[Clint drives Austin Raines into a corner, while Winston pummels Gomez in the other corner. They nod, and whip Austin and Gomez. Austin ducks underneath as Gomez leaps over Austin to avoid each other, and Jorge Gomez greets Clint Flint in the corner with a running kneelift. Austin Raines catches Fioritto in the corner with a clothesline. Gomez leaps up and takes Flint over with a hurricanrana, flipping Flint over, but Flint lashes out and catches Gomez with a shot to the stomach. Flint attempts to put on an armbar, but Gomez grabs the top rope and flips over, then reverses the armbar. Flint tries to escape, finally resorting to lifting Gomez up and dropping him, throat-first, on the top rope. Gomez clutches his throat as Flint gets feeling in his arm back]

CJR: Clint Flint might be the best athlete of our wrestlers- but technically he’s one of the poorest. That armbar was sloppy. And unlike someone like Winston or Domhnall, he keeps trying to use moves he hasn’t mastered yet.

[Fioritto rakes Austin’s face, stunning Raines, then sticks with his normal gameplan of fists, forearms, and the occasional boot. He stuns Raines with a headbutt, then starts trying to push Raines over the top rope. Fioritto rears back with a haymaker… Austin Raines ducks underneath with a back bodydrop… and….]

RA: WINSTON FIORITTO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!


[Fioritto pounds the mat in frustration, reaches in to grab his hat, and walks back. Raines starts to rest on the ropes, but is greeted by a charging Flint who drives a knee into the back of Raines’ head. Raines hits the mat, and Flint poses quickly before bouncing off the ropes and dropping an elbow. Instead of trying to throw Raines out, Flint grabs Raines’ arm and attempts another ‘Collar Popper’.]

JT: There are two very bad ideas for battle royales- submission moves and top rope moves. Someone needs to tell Clint Flint that this is a bad idea.

PA: Someone needs to tell Jorge Gomez also.

[As Flint starts to lock in his ‘Collar Popper’, Gomez scrambles up to the top rope, leaps off, and catches Flint from behind with a flying bulldog, sending Flint to the mat. Raines and Gomez pick up Flint and throw him over the top rope.]

RA: CLINT FLINT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!


JT: Austin Raines and Jorge Gomez are the final two contestants in our first battle royale!

[Gomez and Raines look around, realizing they are the final two. Both are battered from the match so far. Raines and Gomez tentatively shake hands to the cheers of the fans, then lock up. Raines grabs Gomez in a headlock takeover, then pivots into a front facelock. As Gomez gets to his feet, Raines tries to muscle Gomez over the ropes, but Gomez holds on, getting into the corner. Raines whips Gomez to the other corner and charges in, but Gomez rolls out of the rope and greets Raines with a superkick. Gomez picks up Raines and tries to get him over the top rope, but Raines holds on and fires off an elbow to the top of Gomez’ head to get him released. Gomez changes tactics with a monkeyflip to the middle of the ring. As Raines gets back up, Gomez hops up to the top rope and launches with a high cross bodyblock that sends Raines into the mat.]

JT: If this had been a regular match, that might have ended it!

PA: But it’s not! Gomez has to get Raines over the top rope, not pin him. A high cross bodyblock isn’t the best move here!

[Raines, on the mat, might disagree. Gomez follows up by trying to pick up Raines, but Raines shoves him into the ropes. Gomez takes Raines down with a flying tackle, the picks up Raines and tries to force him over the top rope. Raines struggles, but Gomez is able to get him to sit on the top turnbuckle. Gomez fires off a forearm, the leaps up for a hurricanrana…

…. Raines holds onto both top ropes with his hands…

…. Pivots…

… and pushes Gomez outside the ring while holding on to the ropes and staying on the corner!

((DING DING DING))

RA: JORGE GOMEZ HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! THE WINNER OF THE BSW BATTLE ROYALE…




… AUSTIN RAINES!



[An exhausted Raines celebrates, while a frustrated Gomez shakes his head. The fans give both men ovations, especially as Austin Raines invites Jorge Gomez into the ring and raises his arm as well.]


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PANEL #3:

[With both men in the ring, the Panel addresses Austin Raines and Jorge Gomez.]

CJR: Guys, congratulations- that was an outstanding match by both of you. Both of your efforts were incredible. Austin, you earned this victory tonight.

[Gomez nods, points to Raines, and starts to leave- but is interrupted.]

CJR: Hold on, Jorge- this applies to you also. Next week, instead of a battle royale, we’re going to have an eight man tag team match. Four against four- and as the last two men in the battle royale, you’ll be picking teams among the rest of the roster. So congratulations, and we'll see you back next week.

[The camera fades out to seeing the fans cheering both Austin Raines and Jorge Gomez]
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Great show, and I actually see how I could improve on the Clint Flint promo from there. Obviously, Clint resents Phil refering to Winston (and Domhnall) as a "tough guy" last episode and wants to show that he's just as much of a legit tough guy as anyone else, hence challenge.

What I'd change would be to add "legit tough guy" in the quotation marks (even though Phil didn't strickly say the words as such) to stress the difference between the two wrestlers, followed by Clint outright declaring he's just as tough a guy as Winston instead of talking about the foofy hair.

"CF: Brosko, don't think you're sick just cuz no one understands what you're saying, because *CLINT FLINT* hears what you're saying, and it sounds like SUCK! Phil-bro might swallow that whole "legit tough guy" act you're pulling, but the Cool Clint never swallows and knows a thing or two about fakers himself! So Winston- I mean FAILston, yeah fakers gonna fake! You don't even have an original gimmick... "
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Are there instructions/deadlines for the next show?
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DaveG,Aug 25 2010
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Are there instructions/deadlines for the next show?

I'll send out an update later this week, but it will be a few days before I can get a deadline set up.
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crimsonjoe,Aug 25 2010
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DaveG,Aug 25 2010
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Are there instructions/deadlines for the next show?

I'll send out an update later this week, but it will be a few days before I can get a deadline set up.

No prob. Just wanted to be sure I didn't miss anything.
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Now let us retreat wench, for tonight, we feast on snobbery...
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The teams have been announced!
Have I told you how much I loathe your continued existence today?

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And for those who missed it, an update was sent on GZR (hour 2)!
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