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[BSW] Week 5
Topic Started: Oct 19 2010, 10:18 AM (306 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 eight 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"
"Winston Fioritto"
"Clint Flint"
"Domhnall O'Flaherty"
"Jorge Gomez"
"Ryan Martinez"
"Austin Raines"

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 eight wrestlers showcase their abilities- tonight on BLANK SLATE WRESTLING!

***

[As the commercials fade, we fade back to see Jackie and Phil at the announce table. Behind Phil is a large posterboard on an easel, covered up by a sheet]

JT: Welcome to the fifth episode of Blank Slate Wrestling! Tonight, we begin the wap-up to the season, as we begin an eight-man tournament to crown the winner of the season!

PA: That's right, Jackie. And everyone out there- get out your wallets! Uncle Phil is going to give out his gambling tips on how to bet this tournament.

JT: Umm... Phil. Gambling's not legal...

PA: Where there's a will- and an internet- there's a way.

[Phil stands up and walks over to the posterboard, pulling the sheet off. Behind is the following:


ADAM ========== ========== ==========
JORGE GOMEZ

DE'VEGAS BLACK ==========
DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

AUSTIN RAINES ========== ==========
RYAN MARTINEZ

WINSTON FIORITTO ==========
CLINT FLINT

Phil picks up a pointer and speaks:]

PA: OK, we start with Adam against Jorge Gomez. Now, besides the fact that I respect the man of the cloth, I think Gomez is basically a pancake after De'Vegas Black's little powerbomb, so go with Adam here.

Next up is Domhnall against De'Vegas Black, and this one gave me fits. De'Vegas has been coming on really strong here, and you hate to go against the bigger man. But Domhnall has shown he can throw around bigger man. [Phil shakes his head] I keep thinking about that powerbomb that Black did, though, and it's impressive. Don't bet big money, but I favor Black to pull it out here.

And I found out through my sources what the matches are for next week- consider this an exclusive. We have Austin Raines against Ryan Martinez. And for two guys who like to talk about honor and staying within the rules... they don't like each other, and have already called each other out. I'm going to give you all a little tip here- when two so-called 'good guys' don't like each other, they tend to lose their tempers, and they can't control themselves. It's a longshot, but go with the double disqualification here.

And finally, Winston Fioritto against Clint Flint. I am a big Fioritto fan. I like his temper, I like his hat, and I like the way he just pounds the hell out of everyone. But he's also one of those guys that likes to end matches quickly, so he can get back to his beer. The trick to beating Winston is to keep the match going for about 10-15 minutes and wearing him down. And Flint gets distracted by so many things that he has long matches just on principle. It's a bit of an upset, but I'm going with Flint here.

[Phil takes a marker, and soon the board shows;

ADAM ADAM ========== ==========
JORGE GOMEZ

DE'VEGAS BLACK DE'VEGAS
DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

AUSTIN RAINES NONE (DQ) ==========
RYAN MARTINEZ

WINSTON FIORITTO FLINT
CLINT FLINT]

PA: Second round- Adam against Black. Unlike O'Flaherty, I don't think he's going to try and go toe-to-toe with Black. Adam has speed, he has the technical skill- it's up to Black to catch him and turn the match into a brawl. Honestly, I went with a coin flip here, and De'Vegas moves on.

Meanwhile, Flint lives under a bright and lucky star, and gets a free ride into the finals.

[More marker, and the board is now:


ADAM ADAM DE'VEGAS ==========
JORGE GOMEZ

DE'VEGAS BLACK DE'VEGAS
DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

AUSTIN RAINES NONE (DQ) FLINT
RYAN MARTINEZ

WINSTON FIORITTO FLINT
CLINT FLINT]

PA: The finals- De'Vegas Black against Clint Flint. Pure power against Flint's athleticism. It's the little things that end up making the big win- and Flint's bye makes him fresher and with fewer bruises. Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of Season 1 of BSW, CLINT FLINT!

[With a final flourish, the board shows:


ADAM ADAM DE'VEGAS FLINT!!!
JORGE GOMEZ

DE'VEGAS BLACK DE'VEGAS
DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

AUSTIN RAINES NONE (DQ) FLINT
RYAN MARTINEZ

WINSTON FIORITTO FLINT
CLINT FLINT]

JT: Clint Flint...

PA: Bank it, Jackie.

JT: Just like that 'Cowboys in the Superbowl' pick you made.

PA: I, um... hey! Let's go see some interviews by the men who are in next week's matches!

****
PROMO #1: WINSTON FIORITTO

[It's Winston! He looks like he woke up from a nap. This time around
Fioritto is wearing a big Union Jack sweater and his newsboy hat is
tilted to the side.]

Oi! Ya done seen what the Runt can do in that fling o'er there. It's
about time ta respect the Runt an' his status as a Ringer. Some big
double is goin' on and ya best nod yer heads when I tell you that
Winston Fioritto is gunna win this bit of Barney. You can put your
China on that! The ruth, that's what I am! I ain't 'fraid of nobody!
That bird Flint? He's a nob goblin! The mick? He's all a cooksy,
wetting his kecks! Gomez? He's a true runt; yipping on about nuttin.
Martinez? He ain't an ace, he's a nancy - dollied up an' crying for
nans! Put yer quid on the Ringer and you won't be up to yer Lords and
Peers in Freds!

[Fioritto staggers off, mumbling to himself.]

***
PROMO #2: RYAN MARTINEZ



[Microphone in hand, Ryan Martinez stands in front of the BSW logo,
ready to speak. As he’s not wrestling tonight, his dress is more casual,
he wears a black t-shirt with the BSW emblazoned in white across his
chest, and a pair of blue jeans. As always, Ryan looks focused and
determined.]

RM: Since I began in BSW, a lot of things have happened. I’ve met men I
admired, and I’ve certainly met a lot of men I have no respect for at
all. I’ve made friends, and I’ve made enemies. And I believe, that at
every moment, I’ve done what I said I was going to do the first time I
came out. I’ve fought with integrity and honor, and I’ve always done my
best.

Tonight, a tournament starts, and at the end, one man will be the winner
of the first season of BSW. And I’m here to tell everyone that I intend
on winning. I want nothing more than to be the man who carries the BSW
banner. This place is very important to me, and I feel a responsibility
to carry its standard.

I’m not wrestling tonight, but you can be sure that I’ll be here next
week, and I’ll be looking to win.

Tonight, Adam is facing Jorge Gomez. A man I respect is wrestling a man
I despite. And I don’t know who is going to win, and I don’t know who I
want to win. I’d love to have a chance at wrestling Adam, one on one,
but I’d also love to see my former team captain advance.

Also wrestling is Domnhall O’Flaherty and De’Vegas Black. Two men I
don’t respect at all. And I have to say, I don’t care which of them
wins. Neither of them deserve it, and as far as I’m concerned, they’re
just two men wrestling for the chance to face me down the line.

That means next week Winston Fioritto, Clint Flint, or Austin Raines.
The question is, who do I want to face?

Well, I think I could beat any of those three men. No, I take that back,
I –know- I can beat any of those men. So, I’m telling everyone who has a
hand in making the decision, I’m not going to ask for one person or
another. I’m just going to tell the three of you to be ready. Because
you can bet that I’ll be.

Next week, I step forward, and I go for the win. And I promise each and
every fan watching that I’ll do my best to win, and to make you proud.
You fans deserve a man and a champion you can be proud of.

And you can bet that Ryan Martinez is that man.

[Having said his piece, Martinez steps away, no doubt to return to his
training for next week.]

***
PROMO #3: CLINT FLINT

[At six foot two and two hundred twenty-eight pounds of sleek toned muscle, Clint Flint is a strapping young buck with dreams of stardom in his shutter shaded eyes. Sadly, he just lost his last match.]

CF: Here I was, innovating on the humble elbow drop, showcasing moves YEARS ahead of the sport and Greasecakes McGee here has to lose and make me look bad! I'm telling you brahpado, it's being associated with losers like Whore-hay that makes others doubt my legitimacy inside the ring.

[He's so dejected, even his collar looks rather limp. Not at all poppin'! Meaning it's up to Big Al Lieberman to console Clint Flint.]

Big Al: Well obviously our upcoming single elimination tournament will be something else entirely! You've seen today's card, any of the remaining BSW rookies you'd like to face for show 6?

CF: Brotato, let me talk to you about a bromicidal backstabber called Ryan Martinez. Now when Whore-hay assembles his team, ya know Clint Flint's cool: working with Adam to drop double team maneuvers so fresh they should be deemed illegal! Well the only dude who doesn't stop, collaborate and listen is Ryan Martinez... Or more like Ryan Martin*ASS*, amirite???

[And the crowd collectively facepalms!!]

CF: Oh sure, he SAYS he'll do everything to help, but in the same breath he bombs all over his teammates! Not chay at all, Broppenheimer; not chay at all! And there's nothing the Bruiser Broski hates more than two-faced bastards that are all talk and no action!

[The crowd boos loudly, but Clint Flint won't hear a word of it. He waves his hand at the crowd, bidding them to quiet down for a sec.]

CF: Lemme tell ya what the problem is with Ryan, bros: he's a Martinez, and Martinez is the name of the past! Clint Flint is the name of the FUTURE, and Ryan was all passive-aggressive hatin' so I wouldn't win my big match! Well Al-bro, I wanna face that big dumb toolmobile starting next show!!

[The live audience hootin' and hollerin', finally enticed with a quality bout between the stalwart Ryan Martinez and the duplicitously deluded Clint Flint!! What a crowd pop! It's so much even Clint Flint's collar is getting it's pop back on!]

CF: I ain't mad brah, but I am mad smart! I *INVENTED* the Flintlock and the Collar Popper, two moves you won't see anywhere else in professional wrestling! Ryan might be big, but Mr. Cooly Fooly makes the biggest splash; in fact it's a travesty that Clint Flint is still being kept down in the minor leagues when my skills in the ring are years ahead of my fellow BSW rookies! Time for double-speak posers to get the HINT not to mess with CLINT FLINT, cuz I'm ready to leave this backwater rookie academy and finally hit the BIG TIMES! BOY-EE!!!!

["Haters gonna hate" shouts Clint as the crowd boos uproariously. Big Al Lieberman has trouble hiding a smile as we fade out...]

***
PROMO #4: AUSTIN RAINES


[The camera cuts in to reveal Austin Raines standing before the BSW
banner. Austin is wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black long sleeve
shirt, he takes the microphone that is being extended to him.]

AR: All I keep hearing is what will Austin Raines say about Domhnall's
attack of him. Really there's nothing to say but it was predictable.
Plain and simple the loud mouth with slur ... I mean accent ... wanted
to make a statement and what better way then to take it out on the
only man in BSW who's won every single match he's been in. Domhnall
did what I would have done in his spot. Make THE statement of the BSW.
It's every man for himself and Domhnall reminded every one of that
fact.

[Austin smirks and nods his head slightly.]

AR: My hat's off to you Domhnall. But remember you do need to remember
one thing; I want to win this competition and I have no problem
cashing in receipts of those that I owe. Now sure I've flown under the
radar, been called vanilla and you might not think I'll do what's
necessary; but right now the forgotten man of the BSW is the cream of
the crop. I'm the man everyone wants to be ...

[Austin chuckles as he pulls the right sleeve of his shirt above his
elbow. He slowly leans a bit more forward towards the camera.]

AR: Clint Flint ... you're right no one called me out ... no one
wanted to challenge me but now everyone is looking to get a shot at
me. Hell Ryan Martinez says I'm painting a bulls-eye across my back,
one he's going after.That's fine with me because I will prove to him
first hand what I've stated since day one here in BSW ... I AM the
best talent to step inside that ring plain and simple. You call it an
ego Martinez, I call confidence or better yet the truth. And the truth
is I AM better than you!

[Austin runs his right hand through his hair as he continues to speak.]

AR: You claim to be loyal, a man of his word, honorable, and honestly
you might be all of that Ryan ... but right now all you to me is
another pretender running your mouth. Yet I still like you better than
the child from New Jersey Mr. Cooly Fooly ... what is it with you man?
I mean honestly I've always had a low opinion of New Jersey because of
the shore ... but every single time you open your mouth you make me
want to turn on my television in hopes that someone from New Jersey
makes you smarter but I just can't find anyone. Compared to you Clint,
I'm a dying breed in wrestling.

[Austin pauses for a moment.]

AR: I know I'm not the trendy gimmick. You see Clint, you're the flash
in the pan, Mr. Fifteen Minutes of fame. People will watch you for a
minute or two but before you finsih the promo they change the channel
cause listening to you makes them dumber. You're looking at actual
substance. I'm the future World Champion ... the man you can build a
federation around.

[Austin smiles ear to ear as he speaks.]

AR: And five weeks into the BSW every one now knows it.

[Austin walks away from the camera.]


***

JT: The promos were taped earlier today, before those four found out who they were facing in the first round. We now know that Austin Raines will face Ryan Martinez, and that Winston Fioritto will face Clint Flint.

PA: And after seeing those interviews, I'm even more confident of my picks.

JT: We'll see how they do next week. In the meanwhile, let's here from the men who ARE wrestling int eh first match of the eight man BSW Tournament!

***

PROMO #5: ADAM

[Adam's entrance theme is cut as the self-proclaimed First Man already has a mic in hand and shouts, excitedly, into it.]

"Come! Come! Come!"

[The crowd is bewildered by this, obviously. Jeers and boos answer Adam's frothing outburst, but, while he is approaching the ring, he does not stop.]

"Come! Come! Come!"

[The camera cuts to the panel who whisper among each other, as confused as the rest of the fans.]

Phil: Has the boy lost his mind?

[Adam, climbs into the ring via the steps, moves into the center of the ring and lets out one more, whooping "COME!" Then he calms down visibly, his flushed cheeks becoming lighter, the feverish look leaving his eyes, the finger at the camera.]

"But ... but ... all is not well. For in my way tonight stands Jorge Gomez. Now, when he first appeared here, Jorge acted insecure, uncertain, shy ... lost. A little man, coming to this country to find a purpose, a direction. I should have offered him the Word right then and there but, being the tiny soul that he is, A few weeks later, his quest had already led him astray. He called me a blasphemer, blind and deaf to the words of truth and righteousness. He cozied up to _you_, the modern Sodomites and Gommorhans ..."

[The crowd erupts with boos.]

Phil: What did he say? Can he say that on our show?

Jackie: I don't think he meant it like that ...

[Adam just shakes his head, obviously saddened and hurt by the reaction.]

" ... he talks about amigos this and gracias that and acts like a beaten dog, already defeated, always looking up at others, as small in mind as in stature.But it is not yet too late, Jorge! You can be saved! You can still see the Light! While you seek to fly in the ring, you have no wings and I will bring you crashing down ... you will come to know the pain of the Fall!"

[Again, the smile returns.]

"Afterwards, I hope that the pain brings you clarity. I hope I will not fail you again, little one, but that I become your guiding light in this cruel world. But first ... suffer."

***

PROMO #6: JORGE GOMEZ


[Big Al is standing by with Jorge Gomez dressed in his wrestling gear and looking more serious than he has up to this point.]

Big Al: I am here with Jorge Gomez, who captained his team to defeat on the last show and it was in fact his own shoulders that were pinned to the mat by the man that he challenged two shows ago, De'Vegas Black! Jorge, tonight you face Adam in the elimination tournament but you must have some thoughts on what happened last time!

JG: First off Señor Al.. Hola amigos!

[Jorge points out to the crowd as he says hello.]

JG: Whatever happens, win or lose, it is an honor and a privilege to have this opportunity to climb into the ring and share mi lucha libre with all of you! So from mi corazon to all of you, Mucho Gracias!

[Pop]

JG: Señor Al, last time I thanked Austin Raines for giving me the chance to face off against De'Vegas Black in the eight man match, and Black he said he would beat me with the Black Bomb and you know what? De'Vegas was a man of his word and he did what he said he would do. He hit me with his Black Bomb and it put me away.

[Jorge sighs and nods his head somberly.]

JG: My apologies to my team mates, especially mi amigo Ryan Martinez. I let all of you down and I let all you amigos..

[Gomez points out to the crowd.]

JG: I let all of you down. But, Señor Al, right now is the most important moment! All the studying so I can communicate better, all the training.. it's all lead to this moment! After leading my team to defeat I could give up right now and people would not be surprised. But now is the moment for me to rise to the ocassion!

[Pop]

Big Al: Well this is indeed the moment to rise to the ocassion Jorge because it's the elimination tournament and your opponent tonight was the last guy picked for your team that you lead to defeat, Adam!

JG: Señor Al, Adam and me have a problem more important than the eight man match from last show.

Big Al: Oh?

JG: Si! Because while I admire and commend De'Vegas Black for being a man of his words and accomplishing everything he said he would do, I now have a responsibility.. A commitment, to face De'Vegas mano a mano in the ring and redeem myself! I have to look him in the eyes, face him one on one and defeat him to hold my head high going forward. Not just for myself, but for everyone who believed in me and put faith in me and my abilities. For those of you..

[Jorge once again motions to the fans.]

JG: Who cheered me on and invested your time, cheers and support in me! For you, for me, I MUST face De'Vegas in the ring once again and prove myself and mi lucha libre! Because of this Adam and me have a HUGE problem between us. It has nothing to do with his sacrilege, with his blasphemy, or with his willingness to cheat and take shortcuts and be dishonourable. No, Adam. You are in the way between me and De'Vegas Black!

[Gomez smacks his chest with his fist.]

JG: No matter what you try to pull, no matter what you say, you, Adam, will not get past mi corazon! My heart will not let me fail in my quest to face De'Vegas Black! With my heart, with mi lucha libre, with all of you..

[Jorge motions yet again to the fans, which draws a POP]

JG: And your support, I will get through Adam and get closer to that mano a mano with De'Vegas and to OUR redemption because we, all of you...

[POP]

JG: And me will find victory through the right and honorable way! Muchos gracias amigos! Viva! Vamanos! Arriba!

[Jorge pumps a fist into the air and the fans.. POP! Gomez shakes Big Al's hand and walks offscreen.]

Big Al: Jorge Gomez seems fired up.. and so does this crowd!

***

TOURNAMENT MATCH #1: ADAM VS. JORGE GOMEZ

((DING DING DING))

[Gomez and Adam lock up as Big Al and Crimson Joe Reed join the broadcasters]

JT: Jorge with a headlock... Adam lifts him up- Jorge flips over, runs to the ropes... Adam with a clothesline that Jorge ducks under, rebound... high-cross bodyblock!

Big Al: Adam's not a slow man, but Jorge is the quickest man in BSW by a longshot.

JT: They lock up again, and Adam slips on an armbar. Thoughts on their remarks?

CJR: Honetly, I think both of them are a little distracted. Jorge has let De'Vegas' powerbomb get into his head, and he's in danger of thinking about Black more than Adam- the man he's facing right now.

[Gomez stands up, grabs the top rope, and flips over to get out of the armwring. Gomez delivers a series of chops to Adam's chest, then whips him to the opposite corner. Adam charges out, catching Gomez with a knee and doubling him over, then nailing a swinging neckbreaker on Gomez for a one count.]

CJR: As for Adam, he has the tools. But I'm wondering if he's letting the fans get to him. He's talking about them as much as he talked about Gomez, and he seems more concerned about his 'message' than trying to win matches. I like both men, and I see bright futures for Gomez and Adam, but I think they both need more focus.

[Adam hammerlocks the arms to keep Gomez on the mat. Gomez gets to his knees as Adam switches to a front facelock, taking advantage of leverage to knee Gomez in the face twice. Gomez reaches out for the ropes, but Adam swings him back to the middle of the ring.]

PA: Adam's showing more focus now.

JT: He's keeping Gomez on the mat, where Jorge can't use his quickness.

CJR: And the kneelifts are both hurting Gomez and keeping him on the mat- good move by Adam.

[Adam picks Gomez up for a sidewalk slam and drops him to the mat, then covers for a two count. Adam stands up and drops a forearm right onto the throat of Jorge Gomez, drawing a stern reply from the referee and causing Gomez to gasp for air. Adam covers again...

1...

2...

KICKOUT!]

JT: Adam taking control. Another front facelock... vertical suplex! A cover...

1...

2...

KICKOUT!

PA: And Adam with another armlock. He's wearing down Jorge's wing there.

CJR: He probably won't get a submission, but he's keeping Jorge grounded and wearing him down.

[Gomez reaches out with his foot and swings it under the rope, causing a break. The referee counts, and Adam releases at four and a half. Adam goes to pick up Jorge...]

JT: Small cradle by Gomez!

1...

2...

KICKOUT!

PA: Adam almost lost there!

Big Al: And he's not happy.

[Adam starts stomping away at Gomez, annoyed. He grabs Gomez and drives a knee into the side of Jorge's head, then picks him up...]

JT: Powerbomb!

PA: Adam's not that big, but Jorge is smaller, and Gomez may be experiencing deja vu all over again from last week's bomb.

[Adam covers again...

1...

2...

..KICKOUT!]

JT: Adam pounds the mat, frustrated that he's not putting Gomez away.

CJR: Give Jorge credit for being tough here. Adam's working his gameplan well, and Jorge is bending but not breaking.

[Adam signals for another powerbomb, doubles Gomez over, lifts him up...]

JT: Gomez keeps the momentum going... flips over, grabs Adam, and plants him face-first into the mat!

[Adam clutches his face and rolls under the ropes to regain his balance. Jorge slowly starts to get back to his feet as Adam checks to see if his nose is broken]

CJR: Those shots stop you right in your tracks. It's easy to say "Don't let up" but Adam needs a moment to...

Big Al: LOOK AT JORGE!

[Al is pointing in the ring, where Jorge Gomez grabs the top rope and slingshots himself over, landing on top of Adam and sending both men sprawling on the cement ground.]

JT: Jorge just sacrificed himself to get at Adam! I'm not sure if either man can get up after that shot.

PA: Gomez needed a game-changer... and he might have gotten one there.

[The referee's count is up to four before either man begins to stir. At six, Adam reaches up to grab the bottom rope to pull himself up. At seven, Jorge Gomez starts to get to his knees. At eight, both men start to roll under the bottom rope to get back into the ring. Adam charges forwards- and Jorge delivers a standing dropkick to take him down. Gomez rolls over for the cover...

1...

2...

KICKOUT!]

JT: Adam still struggling.... superkick by Gomez! Adam hits the mat for a cover...

1...

2...

KICKOUT!

[Jorge Gomez stands up, energized by the crowd, who are chanting GOM-EZ! GOM-EZ! Jorge claps along with the fans, hops up to the corner, leaps off with a monnsault...]

JT: Onto Adam's knees!

PA: Jorge didn't hesistate much- but it was enough.

[Both men lay on the mat for a few seconds. This time, Adam gets to his feet first. He rolls Jorge over and starts to lock in the Koji Clutch.]

CJR: That's what Adam's calling "The Fall of Man" He used that to get his first win.

[Jorge is close to the ropes, and realizing Adam's move, lashes out with his feet to reach the ropes. He wraps his ankles around the bottom rope, and the referee calls for a break. Adam releases at the four and a half count, and Jorge rolls under the ropes but remains on the aprons. Adam rolls back to his feet and starts to grab Jorge...]

JT: Gomez with a shoulder into Adam's stomach! Adam doubles over... Gomez with a Sunset Flip over the rope! The cover!

1...

2...

[Adam kicks out...]

3!!!!

[... a moment too late]

((DING DING DING))

[The fans go nuts as the referee raises the arm of Jorge Gomez.]

Big Al: The winner of the match... JORGE GOMEZ!

JT: A back and forth match... Adam almost had Gomez several times, but Gomez pulled out a win with a sunset flip, and...

[Gomez is still celebrating when Adam delivers a forearm shot from behind, sending Gomez to the mat.]

JT: That's uncalled for!

[Adam grabs Gomez and locks in "The Fall of Man", despite orders from the referee to break the hold. Gomez yells as the Kofi Clutch is applied, and Adam pulls backwards with his arms and uses his legs to push forward.]

Big Al: Adam looks like he's getting his pound of flesh right now, and...

JT: HERE COMES THE CALVARY!

[Austin Raines and Ryan Martinez run from the backstage area into the ring. Martinez grabs Adam by the head as Raines tries to pull apart Adam's arms. Adam finally releases, causing his and Austin's arms to smack Martinez in the face. Adam wiggles out and rolls out of the ring as Jorge Gomez rolls over in obvious pain.]

PA: Adam's heading backstage. I understand he's annoyed. Losing to Gomez and wrecking my betting pool...

[Martinez and Raines start yelling, leading to Raines jabbing a finger into Martinez's chest- and Martinez responding with a shove that causes Raines to take a step back!]

CJR: Tempers are flying. Both of these men are friends with Jorge, but they've had problems with each other before.

[Martinez and Raines stand toe to toe, ready to duke it out, before Martinez steps back and points to Gomez. Raines unclenches his fists and they both help Gomez get to his feet. The fans start applauding Gomez, and the in-ring microphone picks up some words from Raines.]

AR: We'll settle this next week.

JT: Gomez looks a little battered, but not injured, thank goodness. Adam's attack was uncalled for.

CJR: Yeah- it's one thing to be frustrated to lose a match you should have won. But there was no need for that.

PA: Well, now that my betting pool is pretty well shot to hell, let's hear from the guys in the other match for tonight:

***

PROMO #7: DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

[Domhnall O'Flaherty stands before the standard BSW banner, cracking his knuckles, then his neck and finally crossing his arms. Bare to the waist, the Irish national is already in his ring gear; a black singlet (straps currently down) with white highlights and a large shamrock on the waist and stomach.]

DO: And now it comes down to money, marbles and chalk. It's about bloody time. From day one I think I've been showin' the world what I got, and my only reward has been pain.
Pain at the disdain shown for my combat art.
Pain in victory denied me through the tyranny of the majority.
Pain in knowing that there isn't a man in BSW that could beat me fair and square, one-on-one or even come out the same on the other side.

[Working himself up into a tizzy, Dom's pale skin darkens to a ruddy pink.]

DO: And now, saints be praised, I find myself standing opposite a man who claims to be the baddest man in the competition. Oh, aye, he got the duke in our big tag match and I myself got to share in the victory of that grand day and it was, indeed, grand. But remember, while you stood victorious over the captain of the other team I showed my position as alpha male of our pack, claiming the greatest share of the night's glory for myself by vanquishing our own.

[Sneering, Dom flares his nostrils, and nods as if to emphasize how intimidating he thinks he is right now. He's partially right...]

DO: This event draws the dichotomy between us, Black. You saw an opportunity to color within the lines; fighting and winning a match for your team and in so doing you were truly the MVP of the night.
I ... don't need that. Perhaps you haven't noticed this yet, but you will; I am above the team. This motley crew; a beautiful thing of questionable gender waxing biblical, a potbellied boar who claims to be a ringer because what talent he has is hidden by poor conditioning, the forgettable team captain I laid low last week, others, and you ... the "beast".
Tonight I risk infringing on the territory of the afforementioned femme fellow calling himself Adam by paraphrasing scripture. I'm a lapsed Catholic, De'Vegas, but even I know that man was given dominion over the beast.

[Breathing deep, Dom finally relaxes into his role as the villain of this segment, jams his right thumb into his hip pocket and runs his fingers through the gelled-stiff hair atop his chalk-white head, the motion exposing bright red roots beneath black-dyed locks.]

DO: So what have you in store for me tonight, friend? Think it through, answer with your actions and do so carefully. Will you rely on your strength? You're strong, to be sure, but how much stronger, really, are you than myself? A forty-five pound weight advantage doesn't mean much when you get to be as large as we, and you may be tall, but that just means your center of gravity is that much higher. Will you match wits with me? Have you any wits to bring to such a match?
You're an American Football player trying to be a fighter, Mr. Black. Last I checked, that sport had a disproportionately high number of neck injuries per year. Pay attention now, for just in case you aren't getting the message, I'll speak it in words that can reach your brain even through all that extra skull-bone-matter you're packing.
I'm going to hurt you, Mr. Black. I'll drop you on your head, I'll drum you right out of this business and, when the day is done, I'll dance on the grave of your career as I carve it's tombstone. The words inscribed there?
"He never stood a chance."

[Cut~!]

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TOURNAMENT MATCH #2: DE'VEGAS BLACK VS. DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY

Big Al: And Domhnall is climbing through the ropes... attacked bya charging De'Vegas Black.

((DING DING DING))

[De'Vegas clobbers Domhnall with a series of forearms, then delivers a blatant choke on Domhnall. He picks Domhnall up for a bearhug, lifting Domhnall off the ground. Domhnall fights back, clapping his hands over De'Vegas' ears to cause him to break the hold.]

JT: De'Vegas trying to use his strength to put this match away early, but Domhnall broke out of the bearhug quickly.

[Domhnall delivers a throw to take De'Vegas to the mat, then follows up with a kick to the back of De'Vegas' head. He drives a series of open-hand strikes to the back of De'Vegas' ear, then grabs the leg and goes for a grapevine.]

Big Al: Domhnall using his sambo training to wear down the big man.

CJR: I'm a little torn. Domhnall was doing well with the strikes, but you usually don't want to go toe-to-toe against a bigger opponent.

[Domhnall locks in a legbar, and De'Vegas reaches out to the ropes to force a break. As Domhnall gets to his feet, De'Vegas leaps with a tackle to bring Domhnall down and begins hammering away with fists. Domhnall slides underneath, covering his head for protection, and scissors the leg to escape and keep De'Vegas on the mat. De'Vegas tries to reach for the ropes but can't make them, and Domhnall yells for De'Vegas to tap.]

PA: Domhnall is working over those legs... De'Vegas is going to have to tap soon.

JT: Won't that ruin your betting pool.

PA: Gomez already killed my parlay, dammit.

[De'Vegas uses his free leg to sweep over and kick Domnhall in the face once... twice... three times, causing Domhnall to break the hold. Both men get back up, and while De'Vegas is limping, he rakes Domhnall across the face, then slams Domhnall into the turnbuckle. Black signals for the Black Bomb...]

JT: He's going for the same move he used to put out Jorge Gomez last week!

[De'Vegas doubles over Domhnall and strats to lift him up, but Domhnall fires off a shot into the leg of De'Vegas. De'Vegas winces and loosens the hold, and Domhnall pivots, grabs De'Vegas in a Karelian grip waistlock, pivots, and slams De'Vegas into the mat, head-first.]

JT: CELTIC CROSS! Here's the cover!

1...

2...

3!!!

((DING DING DING))

Big Al: The winner of this match, moving on to the second round... DOMHNALL O'FLAHERTY!

JT: Domhnall O'Flaherty and Jorge Gomez move on to the second round! We'll be back next week as Austin Raines faces Ryan Martinez, and Clint Flint takes on Winston Fioritto! Good night, everyone!

[Domhnall stands up, raising his arms victoriously, as the cameras fade to block.]
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Wow, Adam's promo did not make any sense without the middle part. Looks like I messed up the email somewhere along the lines. Here is the complete version, explaining all that "come" shouting.
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"Come! Come! Come!"

[The crowd is bewildered by this, obviously. Jeers and boos answer Adam's frothing outburst, but, while he is approaching the ring, he does not stop.]

"Come! Come! Come!"

[The camera cuts to the panel who whisper among each other, as confused as the rest of the fans.]

Phil: Has the boy lost his mind?

[Adam, climbs into the ring via the steps, moves into the center of the ring and lets out one more, whooping "COME!" Then he calms down visibly, his flushed cheeks becoming lighter, the feverish look leaving his eyes, the finger at the camera.]

“I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "COME!" I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest.“

[Adam lowers the lecturing finger, still wide-eyed.]

“The Book of Revelations. And like the rider on the white horse … (he takes a long glance at his white boots) … I have come here to conquer your hearts and minds with the words of the Good Book and the shining glow of the presence. Like the First Rider, the First Man will take the Crown of Victory as the tournament takes his course and the first season of Blank Slate Wrestling gets the only possible victor … me.“

"But ... but ... all is not well. For in my way tonight stands Jorge Gomez. Now, when he first appeared here, Jorge acted insecure, uncertain, shy ... lost. A little man, coming to this country to find a purpose, a direction. I should have offered him the Word right then and there but, being the tiny soul that he is, A few weeks later, his quest had already led him astray. He called me a blasphemer, blind and deaf to the words of truth and righteousness. He cozied up to _you_, the modern Sodomites and Gommorhans ..."

[The crowd erupts with boos.]

Phil: What did he say? Can he say that on our show?

Jackie: I don't think he meant it like that ...

[Adam just shakes his head, obviously saddened and hurt by the reaction.]

" ... he talks about amigos this and gracias that and acts like a beaten dog, already defeated, always looking up at others, as small in mind as in stature.But it is not yet too late, Jorge! You can be saved! You can still see the Light! While you seek to fly in the ring, you have no wings and I will bring you crashing down ... you will come to know the pain of the Fall!"

[Again, the smile returns.]

"Afterwards, I hope that the pain brings you clarity. I hope I will not fail you again, little one, but that I become your guiding light in this cruel world. But first ... suffer."
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The mystery of Adam is solved!
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Picky,Oct 19 2010
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The mystery of Adam is solved!

Now if we could just solve a problem like Maria... ^_^
And here's where I pretend to be a writer...
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Amigo, I ain't anybody but Juan Vasquez!
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RedRajah,Oct 19 2010
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Picky,Oct 19 2010
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The mystery of Adam is solved!

Now if we could just solve a problem like Maria... ^_^

Vinnie and Juan's aunt, as established on the house show. :banana:
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