(No pyro this week...as we are live on the sunny beach in San Jose! Tons of tanned fans are packed into sand and the surf. One ring is in the beach, while another is 20 feet out to see, where waves crash against it, causing sparks to fly from the electrified barb wire. Ever now and then a jellyfish gets washed into the ring. Camera shot cuts back to the fans who are holding various signs like, "Paul Murphy is HOT!, "Arthur Dent: 42!," and, "SON OF SAM! SON OF SAM!" Then we go to our usual trio of intrepid announcers.)
Arthur: Greetings FWO fans! Tonight we will see two CF tourney matches and have our first ever champion crowned in a portuguese Man o' War death match! six matches, two hours...it's gonna be one great ride!
Raskolnikov: Bah. Jellyfish! That is not extreme! Extreme is setting fire to peasents for speaking out against Mother russia! I could win this Battle Royal!
Wilbur: Well folks our first match of the night takes places on dry land and it pits...
(suddenly, "Would?" by Alice in Chains blares over the PA system. The crowd rises to their feet as they await someone to come from the back. But no one comes out. The music continues to play for about two minutes without anyone coming out. Suddenly a voice comes over the PA system.)
Voice: It seems that FWO is beginning to fill up with cocky little sh!theads, morbid wanna be wrestlers, and last but not least wrestlers who have to copy their names to be someone they are not. Is there any true so called good guys in this league anymore? I don't think so well seeing how there is no one I will attempt to be good. But seeing how it's never been by me before it will be my type of good guy. Tonight we see the crowning of the first Hardcore Champion or whatever the belt is called. I have been thinking over my break from the sport that I use to be known as one of the great hardcore wrestlers and lately that hasn't been true. But I will begin to claim that belt after the PPV."
(Voice stops)
Wilbur: Who the heck was that?
Arthur: I have no idea...but I bet we'll find out later tonight. Now...where is my tea?
Raskolnikov: You always want your stupid knee. Arthur Phillip Dent..you're a complete jerk! A real kneebiter!
Announcer: This next match is a weapons match! From Cardiff, in the United Kingdom...here is Greg Townsend!
("Burning Hell" by REM plays as the fans give off a small reaction. greg carries a shovel to the ring with him, draped over his left shoulder.)
Wilbur: Two young superstars debuting tonight. I can't wait to see this! Either one could be propelled to superstardom tonight!
Announcer: His opponent, from Pittsburgh, PA..and accompanied by Rudy...here is "Showtime" Scottie Harrison!
(Fans give a big pop. Scottie carries a chair with him while Rudy drags out a table and sets it up outside the ring.)
Raskolnikov: I thought only one weapon a person. Or is the table neutral territory?
Wilbur: There's a one weapon rule?
Arthur: Showtime hands the chair to Greg and dares Greg to hit him. Greg shakes his head. He knows somethings up. Showtime taunts him..but still no go. WOW! Scott just slaps the taste out of Townsend's mouth! This infuriates Greg and he swings in anger...but Harrsion ducks the shot, then dropkicks the chair into the skull of Greg! He bounces off the ropes...and hits an arabian press right on the chair! Good night!
Raskolnikov: Scott picks greg up by the hair and staggers him with an uppercut. Head scissors takedown onto the chair. He picks up the shovel and goes to to slam it into the Townsend's ribs, but Greg kicks the covel and the handel jabs Scott in the throat! Harrsion gasps for breath! Greg is up and clips his knee!Greg with a knee breaker and then a single leg boston grab! ShowTime reaches out and rudy throws the time keeper bell in the ring. WHAM! Right to the back of the head! Greg hits the mat and Scott makes the cover! 1...2...th..kickout! Scott gets up! Beautiful textbook suplex! Scott unfolds the chair and sits greg down in it! Scott bounces off the ropes and goes for a Thez press...but Greg sits up at the last second and Stun Guns Scott on the chair!
Arthur: legdrop by greg and a cover! 1..2....kickout! Greg with a reverse chinlock and he's really working on Scott's throat! Scott gets to his feet, but Greg keeps the sleeper on! Scott with a series of elbows and then he reverses the sleeper into an ace crusher! Scott goes up! Frog Splash! Cover! 2 count only! Scott with a pick up and..reverse DDT! another 2 count! Scott sets up the chair perpendicular to Townsend! Scottie bounces off the ropes and then springboards off the chair and legdrops Greg! Hooks the leg! 1...2...thre..kickout! Scott picks up Greg...OH! Piledriver! Scott kicks Greg out of the ring and then drapes him on the table! Scott goes up top! 450 splash to the outside..but greg rolls of the table and Scott goes crashing through it all by himself! Greg airs out his head and then he grabs Rudy by the neck! Townsend scoops slams the midget onto Showtime!
Wilbur: Townsend rips off a leg of the chair and smashes it into the throat of Harrison. greg picks up Scott and Irish whips into into the guard rail! greg follows it up by clotheslining him over and into where the fans are sitting on the beach! greg picks up Harrison by the hair...but Harrison with a hand full of sand and Townsend is blinded! Harrison is up and hits an Air Pillman off the guard rail onto Greg! Harrison rolls Greg back in the ring. Scott stomps the mat as greg starts to get up! Harrison with a sperkick, but Greg ducks and then hits a low blow! Scottie is dazed and greg with a lightning quick DDT onto the metal part of the shovel! grabs the tights and rolls Scottie up! 1...2...thre..kickout! Scottie is irish whipped into the neutral corner! Greg with a pick up and he plants Scottie on the top rope!
Raskolnikov: Greg with a Super bomb from up high! Another cover! 1..2.. thre...kickout again! Greg picks up Scottie and plants him on the buckle again. Greg climbs up, but Scottie drives both of his boot heels into the temples of greg! Greg is dazed but then hits a knifedge chop on Scott. Greg tries to get up again, but Harrsion drives his boots into the temple again and then leaps off the buckle with a Arabian Press Tornadao DDT! Cover! 1....2...3!!!!
Announcer: here is your winner..."Showtime" Scottie Harrison!
(Fans cheer. Rudy comes in and kicks Greg a few times. Then both the man and his midget walk off, ready for the battle royal.)
Wilbur: great matchup! It could've gone either way at any time!
Arthur: I doubt this is over as both men will meet in the Battle Royal later tonight as well!
Raskolnikov: Up next we have the first of two Cyberfight quarter final matchups. Blackthorne will take on Ferrett. This could easily be a main event, but because BT is in the BR...we're making it early on the card so he get recover enough to compete in the Hardcore Battle royal.
(Shot of the wet electrified ring out there in the ocean. A jellyfish flails it's tenticles.)
Arthur: *Shudder* That's not for the weak of heart!
Announcer: This next match is for a CF tourney match. Coming to the ring first, from Chicago, IL...here is FERRETT!
(A lot of cheers for the furry wonder. He comes to the ring willing to slap hands...but he stinks too badly and the fans back away. One fan holds a sign reading, "I want Ferrett's love child...")
Wilbur: Ferrett's first match since upsetting Triple A a few weeks ago. Can he keep the streak alive>
Announcer: And his opponent, from Daytona beach, FL...here is Diarmuid Blackthorne!
("Cult of Personality" by Living Colour is played on a large speaker system set up by the ring. BT comes out to a hail of boos. One fan throws an ice cream sandwich on BT. The vailla Ice cream melts quickly in the CA sun. BT wipes it off and ignore the fan. Then he enters the ring and tries to stare down Ferrett.)
Arthur: Oooh! feel the tension. BT gets right in ferrett's face and shoves him into the neutral corner. Both men get in each others face and start jabbering. Ref seperates the two and calls for the bell. There it is!
Wilbur: Lock up...BT shoves Ferrett intot he neutral corner..and then BT... slingshots himself out of the ring. He smiles at Ferrett and walks towards the back! Ref counts..but D isn't going to return....7...8...9....10!!! FERRETT WINS! FERRETT WINS! FERRETT WINS!
Announcer: Here is your winner, by countout....Ferrett!
(Fans and the announcers don't know what to make out of this. Ferrett celebrates like he just won the Lottery!)
Raskolnikov: I guess BT wanted the SMDW title more then the CF belt!
Wilbur: Ferrett goes on...and he'll face Kan...er..BRRDDT or Edge a week from today! Imagine Ferrett going to the CF finals!
Arthur: Well...with that truly odd match out of the way...it's time for the next CF matchup!
Announcer; This next match is for one fall...and it is another CF quarterfinals match! Coming to the ring first...from Dundas, Ontario...here is "Edge" Sean Stone!
(Major boos go out. Edge flicks off some fans and jabbers with some that try to get in his face. He enters the ring and poses.)
Wilbur: Edge would be a real force in the FWO...if he actually appeared more often then he does.
Raskolnkiov: This is a rematch from the very first card the FWO. BRRDDT took out Edge then..and I'm betting he'll do it a again! After all, he's an ex WW...
Arthuur: Shut up! You want us to get sued???
Announcer: And his opponent...
(suddenly Pyro shoots from the four corners of the ring as familar music plays. The BRRDDT trods out from a tent with Chubby Paul behind him. BRRDDT tugs on his glove and then points at Edge. BRRDDT climbs over the top and stares intensely at his opponent.)
Wilbur: Somehow...it loses something when it's bright and sunny out and gulls are cawing...
Raskolnikov: We're off! Lock up. BRRDDT shoves Edge into the corner! Big right hand by the Retard. Another! BRRDDT picks up Edge by the throat with one hand and hurtles him into the middle of the ring! Edge gets up but almost has his head taken off by a clothesline from Kan...er...that guy. BRRDDT drops a elbow and then whips Edge into the rope. Edge bounces off and gets a big boot to the jaw! BRRDDT tugs on his gloves and whips the hair out of his face! He picks up Edge by his hair...but Edge with a shoulder to the ribs. Another! Edge with a scoop slam! BRRDDT sits back up, but Edge kicks him in the face and sends him back down to the mat! Fistdrop by Edge. Edge bounces off the ropes and goes to drop an elbow, but BRRDDT sits back up and Edge hits only canvas!
Arthur: BRRDDT picks up Edge and gorilla presses him! BRRDDT walks over to the edge of the ring and hurtles Sean over the top! BRRDDT goes up top. Edge is up! BRRDDT flies to the outside and cracks Edge in the head with a forearm shot! Pick up by the Big Red Retard and Sean gets a power bomb on the hard cold...um...sand. BRRDDT rolls Sean back in the ring. BRRDDT drops a leg and makes a cover! 1...2...thr...reverse into a small package by Edge! 1....tw...kickout by BRRDDT! Big red sits up and he looks mad! He grabs Edge by the throat and hurtles him into the neutral corner! BRRDDT with a Russian sickle and then he savagely drives Edge's head repeatedly intot he top turnbuckle!
Fans: 1...2...3....4....5....6...7....8....9...10!!!
Wilbur: Edge turns around stunner...and BRRDDT picks him up....ONE HANDED CHOKE SLAM! It's over! BRRDDT picks up Edge and... BRIMSTONE DRIVER! 1....2....3!!! Total Squash!
Announcer: Here is your winner...the BIG RED RETARDED DEMENTED DENTIST TRUCKER!
(Fans go nuts. BRRDDRT cocks his head to the side and looks at the fallen body of Edge. Then he shrugs and walks out of the ring with Paul coaxing him back to their tens by talking about a trip to Disneyland.)
Wilbur: Well....This means Ferrett has to take on the man who's been ranked #1 in the FWO for quite some time!!! Can Ferrett beat a 7 foot crazy dead tard?
("Edgecrusher" by Fear Factory begins to play over the PA system as Sean "Edge" Stone finally gets back up to his feet. Rob Ian walks down to the ring with a chair in hand. He climbs into the ring as Sean looks on and Rob holds his hands up in front of him. Rob grabs a mic. )
Rob: Oh Sean, it seems like you were just eliminated from the Cyberfight Tourney. You know that's a shame. But frankly I don't give a damn about that. I am here for one reason and one reason only. You know what that is?
(Sean looks on and shakes his head. As Rob throws the chair down in front of Sean. Sean goes to pick it up. But before he can Rob drills him with The Nutshell onto the chair. As Rob pulls his hair back out of his face and gets back to his feet.)
Wilbur: That was the voice we heard earlier! Rob "Edge" Ian!!!
Rob: Well that's one group down from what I said earlier. So Sean seeing how you used the nickname of not only a WWF Wrestler. But also used the nickname that I bought to the sport. So with this I'm afraid you won't be wrestling for sometime.
(With this Rob lifts up Sean and sets him up on the top turnbuckle facing the crowd. Rob sets up the chair in the middle of the ring. Rob comes up on the top rope and hooks Sean's neck and drops him down with Inner Rage. Suddenly the medics come running down to the ring as Rob grabs the mic once again.)
Rob: Yeah I know this is not a traditional thing a good guy would do. But you know what I think guys who can't come up with their own names deserve that. But oh well he are not in a traditional thing anyway.
(Rob leaves the ring as he gets a good pop from the crowd.)
Arthur: Wow! Sam's gotta be happy that Rob is in the FWO! Now all he needs is Kevin Hunter and he can get Darque here!
Raskolnkiov: Why does every act like Darque is some sort of God! ARRRGH! Screw him! I'm more interested in whether Edge will be able to compete again! And what is Rob's real purpose here in the FWO??? Enquiring minds want to know!
Wilbur: Well...now for a match that has fans of pure wrestling interested. Solomon takes on Tiffany lane! Solomon has to fight two women in a row this week. Will he be embarassed..or will he come out on top?
Announcer: This next match is for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Coming to the ring first, along with Blackthorne and Nina Larue...here is Tiffany lane!
(As "Miss World" plays, Tiffany Lane walks out to massive catcalls and whistles. She wears a pink, sports bra, pink tights, and matching boots. Nina Larue follows wearing a pink, mini dress, pink heels, and matching purse.)
Wilbur: BT and Tiff are quite an item. But is it just buisness?
Raskolnikov: Shut up you yutz...Tiffany has the mike!
Tiffany: Nina wanted me to give this title back to Eric Williams. But that loser doesn't deserve it. He and his Hotsnots are just a bunch of cheap posers. And Eddie Heartburn, I'm talking to my lawyers about that bogus calender. Nina and I would never pose for something so sleazy. But that's another topic. So once Nina gave me this belt, I decided to give this belt to someone who deserves it. Someone who is worthy of the mantle champion. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you your /new/ Incredible champion.....Alexandria Parker!
(The fans are on their feet as Alexandria and Vanity come out to receive the belt.)
Wilbur: Alexandra has to face Solomon this weds. An alliance between these two chicks is not a good thing for him!
Tiffany:This is to thank you for the support that you have given The Babe Squad. I was debating giving this to Blackthorne but he really doesn't need it, considering he's going to be the FWO World Champion.
Arthur: He is?
(Tiffany gives the belt to Alexandria and the three women pose for the cameras. Then Parker leaves while Vanity is seated at ring side with a pen an pad taking down notes about Solomons weakness. She is wearinr a baby blue business suit that shows a lot of cleavege.)
Arthur: Hmmm...could it be four on one here? Poor Solomon...
Announcer: Her opponent, from Portlant, oregon...here is SOLOMON!
("Unbelievable" by E.M.F.plays. Solomon comes out to a bit of booing from the fans. Solomon comes out wearing a Tee-shirt...but it's of Blackthorne and a certain petite manager we can't mention because she's not under FWO contract. The back of the T-shirts reads "Five freaks and a Dame: Dame and Evil freak." BT is not happy to have this part of his past druged up...and Tiff just scowls.)
Arthur: Oh bloody hell...
Wilbur: You can smell the tension...what next?
(Suddenly The Surfer Circuit comes from the back...)
Raskolnikov: You had to ask?
(Sean walks over tot he announcing booth in a sleeveless, sideless shirt.)
Sean: So um...like....Commie Dude...move.
(Raskolnikov gets up and Sean sits down, putting the headset on backwards.)
Sean: Woah...I know you dude! (Points at Arthur) You're umm like...that umm...dude that's afraid of mice!
Arthur: Mice tried to lobotomize me once. It's somethign I don't want to talk about.
Wilbur: Why is River hanging around the ring?
Sean: He's like....evening up the odds dude. It's umm..called protection, ya know?
Wilbur: Lock up! Solomon with a top wrist lock, but Lane with a boot to Solomon's knee! Side headlock by Tiffany, and Solomon goes for a back suplex, but Tiffany flips over, lands on her feet and clips Solomon's knee. See grabs both of Solmon's legs and makes a wish! Drops an elbow to the inside of Solmon's thigh and then slingshots him into the top rope. Tiff distracts the ref as Nina pulls a wooden log put of her purse and drives it into Solomon's ribs! Tiff with a roll up! 1...2...THR...KICKOUT!
Sean: Nina's like...a really good manager, ya know?
Wilbur: Tiff whips Solomon into the ropes! Solomon leap frogs over Tiff and as she turns a round she gets a savate kick to the jaw. Tiff falls to the mat! Solomon with a standing moonsaults and then a reverse chinlock. Solomon hooks his right arm tight around her throat, and with his other hand, he snaps her bra straps repeatedly! Nina screams that's cheating, but the rules book says nothing against it! She's gonna have welts in the morning!
Sean: See what a good um...valet manage person Nina is? She's one swell chick!
Wilbur: This is the same Sean Ryan who shaved her head?
Arthur: Tiff gets to her feet, but Solomon stomps her left foot, and then hits a belly to back suplex! Solomon goes up high! tiff is to her feet.. sunset flip off the top by Solomon! 1..2....thr...reversal by Tiff! 2 count and Solomon grabs her legs and flips her over! 1..2...kickout! Both wrestlers to their feet! Lock up! Tiff with a knee to the groin and then a whip into the neutral corner! Handspring elbow and then she places him up top! Tiffany climbs up...top rope hurnnacurnana! Cover! Tiff puts her feet on the ropes for extra leverage! 1...2...thre...kickout! Tiff yells at the ref about a slow count, distracting the ref! Nina pulls a frying pan out of her purse and goes to hit Solomon, but Solomon grabs it from her and decks Nina!
Sean: HEY! He..like...hit a chick! That's not very chavlererous!
Arthur: That's chivalrous, you clod. Tiff walks over to Solomon, thinking he's hurt, but Solmon with a small package! 2 count only! Tiff to her feet, but Solomon with an armdrag takedown! Solomon with a jumping neck snap and then he stomps on Tiffany's face. Pick up and a scoop slam!
Wilbur: Solomon goes back up top! Tiffany is up...but a missle dropkick sends her to the mat! Cover! 1...2...thr...Nina sticks Tiffany's leg on the ropes, breaking the count! River comes over and shoves her! He's had enough cheating! He shoves her again..and then BT tackles River from behind and both men are brawling in the sand! Solomon with a snap mare and then he grabs her hair and starts yanking! Ref threatens DQ and he stops...then he starts yanking it again! Tiff screams and hollers while the brawl on the floor continues!
Sean: Um...like...I'll be back! (gets up and leaves.)
Wilbur: On the inside. Solmon hooks on a neck scissors while Sean goes to join the brawl. He taps Nina on the back. She whirls around and goes to strike him. Sean blocks and then hugs her, holding back tears. He puts him arm around her and is just talking to her. He pulls a poloroid camera out of his pants and Takes a picture of them. Nina is flabergasted!
Raskolnkiov: Thank god I'm back! In the ring Tiff has gotten to the ropes and a break is called for. Solomon lets go, jumps up in the air and brings his feet down right in the stomach cavity of Tiffany! He whips her into the ropes and catches her with a tilt-a-whirl side suplex. Cover! 1...2...kickout! Solomon with an inverted atomic drop and then a bulldog clothesline! He goes up top! Solomon waits for Tiffany to get to her feet! High cross body...but Tiffany turns it into a powerslam! 1...2...thre...kickout! Solomon is to his feet but Tiffany with a monkey flip! Solmon hits the mat! Tiffany bounces off the ropes and drops a knee into the sternum! Pick up and... Michinoku driver! 1...2...thre..kickout again! She picks up Solomon and as she goes for the Tiffany's Secret Solomon hits her with a mule kick nailing her tailbone, drapes her over his shoulder and hits her with a running tombstone! 1...2...thre...kickout!
Wilbur: Sean is still chatting away to Nina. She's still trying to figure out what he's doing. BT and River are in the fans brawling! In the ring Solmon hits a double kneedrop to the chest from the second buckle! Solomon puts Tiffany on the top rope! He mounts up as well. Nina jumps on the apron and pulls out a bottle of nail polish! She splashes it in Solomon's eyes! He screams and holds them. Sean pulls Nina back down and starts chatting again. Tiffany gains adavantage and levels the blinded Solomon with a belly to belly suplex from the top rope! Cover...and a bit of the ropes for leverage! 1...2...3!!!!
Announcer: Here is your winner...Tiffany Lane!
(Tiff doesn't wait. She crawls out of the ring and comes at Sean...who runs into the crows where BT and River are taking turns driving each other's face into a hot dog vendor's cart. Sean grabs BT from behind and DDT's him into the sand. River comes after Tiffany who he hugs and sean throws River his Poloroid camera. River puts his arm around Tiff, giving her bunny ears and takes a snap. Then both Surfers run off as BT gets to his feet. Both members of the Babe Squad are bewildered.)
Wilbur: Was that surreal or what? Even though we had distraction...that was an incredible match by both comepetitors. They'll meet again this Weds in the EV tourney...whatever that is supposed to be! Will Solomon get revenge? or will Tiff prove she's the better wrestler?
Arthur: What condition with BT be in for his match later tonight. he was too messed up...but damage is still damage. This is one strange feud!
Raskolnikov: One match until the battle royal. And what a grudge match it is! Adam Agee, a contendor for the CF tourney faces big fat Paul Murphy!
Announcer: This next match is for one fall with a 15 minute time limit. Coming to the ring first, from Chicago, IL...here is PAUL MURPHY!
(Lots of boos for paul! His fat legs make stomping noises, even on the beach.)
Wilbur: Murphy's stablemate, Ferrett won earlier tonight and has beaten AAA before. I bet he's shared some tips with the fat man!
Announcer: His opponent, accompanied to the ring by Mandy...from Miami, FL here ia "Attitude" Adam Agee!
(Good fan reaction for Adam. "You Shook Me All Night Long" AC/DC blares over the speaker.)
Wilbur: Triple A bursts into the ring and knocks Paul with a shoulderblock! The fat man doesn't go down, and then AAA with a spinning leg lariat which brings the big man to the mat! Knee drop to the head and then Adam bounces off the ropes again. Twisting Asai moonsault as Paul gets up! Hooks a leg! 1..2...kickout! Adam continues with the hit and run dropkick Paul in the knee as he tries to get up! Adam bounces off the ropes...LIONSAULT! 1...2...th...kickout! Adam goes up top! Moonsault...but Paul rolls out off the way! Paul stands up, leaps into the air and splashes AAA! AAA rolls on the mat holding his ribs. Paul picks him up and slams him to the mat! Paul dropsa meaty leg across Adam's throat and makes a cover! Only a 2 count! Paul picks Adam up to his feet, but Adam with an eye gouge and then he clotheslines the big man! paul teeters against the ropes. AAA backs up and clotheslines him again sending both men to the floor!
raskolnikov: Both men are too their feet! Mandy distracts Paul and AAA picks up a chair. From behind AAA drives the chair into the calf of Paul! AAA grabs Paul's head and rocker droppers him on the chair! AAA goes back int he ring as the ref counts! paul staggers to his feet, but Adam with a baseball slide sending Paul back down to his knees. Adam with a handful of hair and he throws Paul back in the ring. Adam goes up top... 450 moonsault splash...but Murphy gets his knees up! PAul picks up AAA and hits him with a fallaway slam! Paul bounces off the ropes and drops a falling headbutt into the ribs of Adam! Paul whips Adam into the ropes and catches him with a spike slam! 1...2...thr...kickout! Another whip into the ropes! ANOTHER spike slam! Hooks the leg! Only a 2 count!
Arthur: Paul with another pick up and he giant swings Adam! Paul grabs Adam and sets him up in the corner! Paul backs up and goes for an avalnche, but Adam leap frogs over Paul at the last second and then rolls him up with a victory roll! 1...2...thre...kickout! Paul is to his feet, but AAA spins him around hits him with an X-Factor! AAA goes up top. jumps off the top and gains a lot of height! He spins around in midair and then turns it into a frog splash before nailing Murphy! WOW! What a move! Cover! 1...2....thre...kickout! Murphy's not done yet! Adam hooks Murphy's arm! Attitude Adjustment time..but Paul is to heavy and turns it into a northern lights suplex! Paul drops a headbutt onto Adam's cranium and then he runs with Adam! Paul goes for a running powerslam, but Adam slides down Pauls back and hits a russian legsweep! Adam goes up while Paul is dazed! 450 corkscrew press! 1...2....3!!!
Announcer: Here is your winner...Adam Agee!
(fans go nuts! Adam stands up and raises his own arm. The he leaps over the top rope, hugs Mandy and carries her on his shoulder to the back.)
Wilbur: Great match there! But Adam faces Shamus O' Reilly this Weds! That'll be a real test for Adam! Shamus is an ex RCWA and GWW world champ!
Raskolnikov: Please...Shamus is old! Adam is new and fresh!
Arthur: cool it guys. Something's going on in the back...