August 10th, 2007 - Primetime

DARK MATCH
Bobby McCain vs. Deke Carter

Making short work of McCain, Deke used a moonsault to pin Bobby and pick up the win.

And your winner...
Deke Carter by Pinfall

September 7th, 2007
University of Dayton Arena
Dayton, OH

{The Circle of Pride logo appears over the University of Dayton Arena. 'Ladies and Gentleman' by Saliva begins to play in the background}

{The scene cuts to the inside of University of Dayton Arena. The cameras pan around the crowd as the fans are going crazy again}

{The camera's cut to the announcers, Richard King and James Edgebrook. James, dressed in his usual blue suit, is shaking his head in disbelief. Richard meanwhile, is laughing to himself}

[Backstage, Eric Scott is standing by with Joey Brannon.]

ERIC: Joey, last week we saw you refuse to wrestle against Donald Rice. Tonight you're booked in against David Dunn, and you're back to your old GLWA colours. Does any of this mean you're going to actually get in the ring tonight?

JOEY: Oh, I'll be there Eric, don't you worry about that.

ERIC: But you seem to be at odds with Jason Pryde and the CoP management.

JOEY: A little history lesson for you Eric. Robert Letner gave me my first shot at the big time when he bought the NWF. He took a big risk on a total rookie doing it. Maybe he was just looking for some local Ohio talent, but either way he turned me into a star and gave me the chance to show the world what I can do in the ring. As a result, I'm loyal to GLWA to the core. That's loyal to Robert Letner, not Jason Pryde.

ERIC: It's more than a little odd to hear you talk about loyalty to GLWA when you've been Mr. HSW for months and months now Joey.

JOEY: Look, I can't say a lot right now because I'm going to end up as a witness in a major trial, but you just have to take my word that HSW wasn't my idea. I was blackmailed into it. All the fans can choose whether or not they want to believe me. I know it looks like I turned my back on them, and I appologize to anyone I may have hurt or let down, but the act remains that I was never in High Spots Wrestling. I am the GLWA, and I won't let it die.

ERIC: "I won't let it die." Sounds like an old BJWC montra.

JOEY: And speaking of BJWC, I've got a match to get to. Excuse me.

LANA: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall with a twenty-minute time limit!

[The house lights fade down as the Scottish band Gun’s cover of the 1980’s Cameo hit “Word Up” begins to play through the arena. Blue spotlights focus on the entrance, while an old GLWA logo appears on the video screens.]

LANA: Introducing first… from Columbus, Ohio!

[As the drums and bass really kick in hard to the music a quick blast of pyro goes off in front of the entryway.]

#Yo, pretty ladies around the world
#Got a weird thing to show you, so tell all the boys and girls
#Tell your brother, your sister and your momma too
#Were about to go down, and you know just what to do
#Wave your hands in the air like you don’t care
#Glide by the people as they start to look and stare
#Do your dance, Do your dance, Do your dance quick… C’mon baby tell me what’s the word
#Now, Word Up!

[The house lights come up following the pyro blasts as reveal Joey Brannon standing in the entryway. All traces of High Spots Wrestling are gone as the old Joey Brannon appears to have returned. His tights a blue and are covered in red and white stars. He’s also wearing a new Reebok Columbus Blue Jackets NHL hockey jersey.]

LANA: Tipping the scales tonight at 188-pounds…

#Everybody say
#When you hear the call you got to get it under way
#Word up
#It’s the call, word
#No matter where you say it you know that you’ll be heard

[The audience is split. Some are still bitter at Brannon for his HSW allegiance, while others embrace the return of the GLWA “Golden Boy”. Those wearing GLWA merchandise reach out to Brannon who high-fives as many outstretched hands as he can as he makes his way to the ring.]

LANA: Joey Brannon!

#Now all you sucker DJs, who think you’re fly
#There’s got to be a reason and we know the reason why
#You try to put on those airs, and act real cool
#But you got to realize that you’re acting like fools
#If there’s music, we can use it, be free to dance
#We don’t have the time for psychological romance
#No romance, no romance, no romance for me… C’mon baby tell me what’s the word
#Now, Word Up!

EDGEBROOK: Here’s a sight we’ve been waiting far too long for… Joey Brannon back to normal without a speck of HSW crap anywhere to be seen.

KING: He’s still got it wrong. This is the Circle of Pride, not GLWA.

#Everybody say
#When you hear the call you got to get it under way
#Word up!
#It’s the call, word
#No matter where you say it, you know that you’ll be heard
#(Whooo!)

EDGEBROOK: If you buy his explanation, Joey Brannon has always been loyal to the GLWA and Robert Letner. He’s just still showing that tonight in the GLWA gear as he gets set to battle Circle of Pride’s David Dunn.

KING: Joey Brannon wrestles for Circle of Pride too, James! Wake up and smell the reality! He can call it what he wants, but as long as he’s on this show he’s a part of the Cee Oh Pee, and works for Jason Pryde… not Robert Letner!

LANA: Coming down to the ring at this time...

(A quiet hush falls over the crowd as the lights deem and a spot light hits the entrance way to the ring. Static starts to fill over the PA system then an explosion behind the entrance by fireworks as a loud ringing sound starts to come out of the PA system as "In the Air Tonight" by Nonpoint begins to play.)

#%*I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
Ive been waiting for this moment
For all my life
Oh Lord*%#

LANA: Hailing from Weslaco, Texas. The "Goddamn Fucking Franchise"...

(The "GFF" David Dunn walks out on to the entrance ramp wearing a long black leather jacket with black and red wrestling shorts.)

LANA: DAVID DUNN!!!

#%*Well if you told me you were drowning
I would not lend a hand
Ive seen your face before my friend
But i dont know if you know who i am
Well i was there and i saw what you did
I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe of the grin
I know where youve been
Its all been a pack of lies*%#

EDGEBROOK: David Dunn has finally found his way back to G-L-W-...I mean a 'CoP' program.

KING: What was that Edgebrook? Did you just say G-L-W--?

(David points towards the ring as he starts to make his way towards ringside.)

EDGEBROOK: I have no idea what your talking about, lets just get back to the action.

#%*I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
Ive been waiting for this moment
For all my life
Oh Lord, Oh Lord*%#

KING: Do the words, Pot, kettle, and black mean anything to you Edgebrook?

EDGEBROOK: Whatever, we all make mistakes, lets just focus on the match.

(David takes off his jacket and places it in one of the ring corners. David then proceeds to slide into the ring.)

#%*Well i remember
I remember dont worry
How could i ever forget
Its the first time
The last time
We ever met
But i know the reason why you keep me silenced up
No you dont fool me
Cause the hurt doesnt show
But the pain still grows
Its no stranger to you and me*%#

EDGEBROOK: David Dunn looks great, I'm sure he still has the potential to become a top draw here in the 'CoP'.

(David climbs on the turnbuckle and raise his hands looking on towards the crowd in a superior manor.)

KING: For one James, I actually agree with you.

#%*I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
Ive been waiting for this moment
For all my life
Oh Lord, Oh Lord*%#

(David jumps from the turnbuckle and starts to pump his arms up and down as his theme music slowly fades away.)

EDGEBROOK: This crowd is livid here tonight, maybe it's Joey Brannon. It could be David Dunn, I'm not sure, but what ever it is these folks are going crazy in here tonight.

*DING-DING-DING*

KING: The bell keeper has sounded the ring, time to get this party started.

(Brannon and Dunn meet in the middle of the ring and stare each other down for a stalling three seconds. The expression on each mans face displays one more bound on showing respect than one intent on trying to draw fear into one another. After about 10 seconds Ref. Tim Clark urges both men to start the match.)

EDGEBROOK: Tim Clark is ready to get this thing underway but both Brannon and Dunn are stalling.

KING: I think their scared of each other.

EDGEBROOK: I wouldn't quite say that--

*SMACK*

(Dunn slaps Brannon with a furious open handed slap leaving the Ohio natives face red as a maschimo cherry. Brannon quickly responds with a furious set of punches that forces Dunn to take to the outside of the ring for cover.)

KING: There we go that's the type of action I'm looking for.

EDGEBROOK: I'm pretty sure the people at home feel the same way King.

(Brannon goes to the ropes and dares Dunn to hop back into the ring, but Dunn refrains. In a whym Brannon uses his blazing quick speed and hops over the ring and topples onto Dunn, leaving both men laid out on the arena floor.)

EDGEBROOK: Joey Brannon is a risk taker, this has been well documented, but he just showed it to us all with that crazy planca. This crowd is going insane--

Crowd: C-O-P! C-O-P! C-O-P!

KING: I can barely hear myself talk. What was Brannon thinking, he going to get them both counted out!

EDGEBROOK: Ref. Tim Clark has all ready begun with the ten-count.

10. . .

9. . .

8. . .

7. . .

6. . .

(Brannon is stirring around.)

5. . .

(Brannon is up.)

4. . .

3. . .

2. . .

EDGEBROOK: Joey Brannon slides into the ring breaking the ten-count!

KING: That was a close one James, these guys need to pick up the pace and keep it in the ring.

(After Brannon breaks the ten-count he takes the initative to roll Dunn back into the ring and begins and offensive onslaught. Brannon tosses Dunn off of the ropes and hits him with a beautiful high leg clothesline.)

EDGEBROOK: WOW! What a expolsive move by Brannon.

KING: I think Joey has exhausted himself a bit here, look at how slow he is getting up.

(With Brannon taking his time to get up, Dunn gets to his feet and begins to stomp Brannon like a can soda. After a few seconds of harsh abuse, Dunn picks Brannon up and plants him with a brutal DDT, then whips Brannon into the corner and sends a few kicks to his stomach.)

EDGEBROOK: Dunn with the advantage as he slowly dishes out the punishment to Brannon.

KING: Dunn is taking a more methodical approach to this match unlike Brannon who just went haywire early in the going. That might end up costing Brannon the match.

(Dunn then lifts Brannon to the tope rope and calls for the "Final Chapter", a glorified top rope DVD. As Dunn climbs to the top with Brannon, he gloats for a second which gives Brannon a chance to react quickly and sends Dunn back to the canvas with a intense thud.)

KING: Dunn is down, lets see if Joey uese this as an opprotunity to regain control of the match, or will he go haywire like he has done all match long.)

EDGEBROOK: Joey is smart, he knows to keep it simple and wear Dunn down, then pull out the big moves. I think he was just a little eager to please the crowd earlier.

KING: Let's just hope that's the case James, because if Brannon goes flying through the air again, he dosen't have to worry about David Dunn. Because I;m going to kick is ass.

EDGEBROOK: Be quiet and just focus on the match King, I doubt if YOU could beat eggs less known Joey Brannon.

(Brannon must have followed the advice of the commentators because he keeps it on the ground and attempts to apply an submission hold to the head of David Dunn. As Brannon grabs Dunn's head, it seems as if he has an epiphany and stares at the top turnbuckle like a man possesed, once again Brannon opts to take the highway once again.)

KING: What the hell?!?! This man is insane, what is he thinking?

EDGEBROOK: King, just let the man wrestle his own match.

(Brannon signals for the "Sky High", a modified version of the Senton Bomb. He looks out into the crowd, then at Dunn, into the crowd, back at Dunn.)

Crowd: DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!

KING: Why the hell is he stalling?! If your going to dive them dive Brannon, it's too late to be a pussy.

EDGEBROOK: Maybe he's having second thoughts?

KING: Look at this, just great, know he hops down. What is up with this guy?

(Brannon goes back to the canvas and lifts Dunn up and plants him with a swinging neckbreaker followed by a standing Tornado DDT. Quickly Brannon pushes Dunn to the ring floor and soon he follows.)

KING: Here we go AGAIN, I'm not sure how much of this Ref. Tim Clark is going to put up with. Brannon is just being an old-fashioned rebel.

EDGEBROOK: Maybe he mad because he's wrestling in a 'CoP' ring?

(Brannon goes underneath the ring and pulls out a table and sets it up. He punches Dunn around a bit and rolls him onto the table, and then stares down the turnbuckle again.)

Crowd: HOLY-SHIT! HOLY-SHIT! HOLY-SHIT!

KING: This is the C-O-P, not the B-A-C-W!

EDGEBROOK: I know that, Joey Brannon knows that, and I'm sure these people at home do.

KING: Brannon must not know and neither does this crowd, because he keeps doing all this crazy high flying, hardcore non-sense,and they keep urging him on to do it.

(As soon as Brannon turns his back, Dunn reaches out like a man from the dead and grabs Brannon's pony tail.)

EDGEBROOK: Dunn, is alive and kicking!

KING: Yeah, kicking Joey dead in his gut.

(Dunn delivers a combo of punches and kicks to the body of Joey Brannon, Dunn then rolls Brannon onto the table and proceeds to climb on to the table himself.)

EDGEBROOK: Ref. Tim Clark is being very liberal with the ten-count, yet both these men keep pushing his limits.

KING: I don't think these men care about getting a win, I believe they hate each other so much that they are intent on hurting each other.

(Dunn picks Brannon up in the piledriver position and proceeds to go for the piledriver. But as soon as he does, Brannon reverses the piledriver into a back toss, which sends both men crashing through the table, and knocking both men out.)

EDGEBROOK: My God, look at the carnage outside that ring!

KING: These men must be destined to kill one another!

EDGEBROOK: I think they just did!

KING: Here goes Ref. Tim Crane with the ten count.

10. . .

9. . .

8. . .

7. . .

(Dunn showing signs of life.)

6. . .

5. . .

(Brannon is moving around.)

4. . .

3. . .

2. . .

1. . .

DOUBLE COUNT OUT!!!

EDGEBROOK: Well the medics better get down here fast to check and see if these two are okay.

(Third Season by A.F.I. plays as the crowd murmurs with boos. Suddenly Demonio De la Sangre III exits from the curtain. The crowd erupts into full blown boos as the lucha walks to the ring unfazed.)

EDGEBROOK: Well Demonio De La Sangre is in the ring. Were just waiting for McNeil.

KING: That's Demonio De La Sangre the third buddy boy.

EDGEBROOK: Whatever.

(The crowd goes wild as "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor begins to play. As the song moves into the opening verse, Ronnie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there in his hooded vest, hood over his head, bouncing from side to side. He makes his slow walk to the ring, casually nodding to the fans that line the aisle. He slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. Ronnie stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down, and leaning over in a corner. He takes the hood from off his head, then takes the vest off completely, tossing it to the floor, awaiting the beginning of the match.)

EDGEBROOK: Their both in the ring. Let's do this thing.

Ding, ding, ding!

EDGEBROOK: The bell rings and Ronnie McNeil immediately lurches across the ring, catching Demonio from behind, as he was testing out the ropes!

KING: Haha, he caught him with a clubbing forearm to the back of Demonio's neck, which drops him into the corner! Now that's cool.

(Keeping Demonio grounded in the corner, McNeil hammers away on him with some rights and lefts, even striking him with some knees to the back of his head, making sure to keep him groggy-eyed and loopy. After hammering away on him for a few seconds, he lifts Demonio up and starts elbowing him in the back of his neck.)

EDGEBROOK: Ronnie finally allows Demonio to stand, but it looks as if won't be for long, as he continues to hammer him into the ground.

KING: He's just pounding him. Maybe Ronnie was raped as a child and is now taking his aggression and rage out on Demonio?

EDGEBROOK: WHAT?!.

KING: I'm just saying. In any event, Ronnie bodyslams Demonio, and backs up into the ropes, bouncing off and returning with a kneedrop to Demonio's head.

EDGEBROOK: I like how Ronnie continues to focus on Demonio's head; making sure to keep him in a daze. Furthermore, Ronnie kicks Demonio in the gut and then pulls him in with a standing headscissors. He hits a piledriver, driving Demonio's skull into the canvas!

KING: That friggin' Mexican isn't even going to have a chance to attack Ronnie!

EDGEBROOK: That's not very P.C. King.

KING: Whatever. All guys with "DE" and "LA" in their names are Mexicans to me.

EDGEBROOK: Go figure.

(Almost toying with Demonio, Ronnoe stands and lifts his opponent up once more, having him in a kneeling position. As Demonio's eyes roll back in his head, Ronnie slaps him across the cheek, sending a trail of spit pluming out of Demonio's mouth. Furthermore, Ronnie bounces off the ropes for a second time and returns by leaping into the air, only to deliver a very stiff kick to Demonio's face!)

EDGEBROOK: Oh man! He literally kicked Demonio square in the jaw!

KING: I think it's time to call a doctor.

EDGEBROOK: To hell with that. I think it's time to cover him.

KING: But Ronnie has much more fun to be had!

EDGEBROOK: I'm sure.

(Lifting Demonio up, for the second time in a row, Ronnie hooks onto his side, placing his left arm around Ronnie's head. He then hoists Demonio up into the air and hits a version of a backdrop-driver, which again, forces Demonio to land directly on the top of his head. Smirking, Ronnie immediately springs back up, dusts off his hands and goes for a relaxed cover.)

EDGEBROOK: It's about damn time. Ronnie McNeil, is making a cover on Demonio, whom he has literally destroyed.

KING: Awww, but I was hoping for so much more!

The referee counts...

...1...2...

KING: It's only a two!

EDGEBROOK: Only because Ronnie breaks the count on his own accord! At the count of two, he grabs Demonio's hair and sits him up. This is ridiculous!

KING: He's an angry man, Edgebrook.

EDGEBROOK: Is that so? So, it's okay for him to channel that anger onto Demonio?

KING: Pffft. It's a match. Demonio signed up for this. He knew what he was in for.

EDGEBROOK: Eh, I guess you're right; but still. He is sat up, allowing for Ronnie to go around behind him and start hitting him with some European uppercuts from the rear. On top of that, Ronnie goes nuts, as he delivers a monstrous flurry of knees to the back of Demonio, grinding each shot directly into his spine.

KING: Suffice to say, Demonio days of riding donkey's are over.

EDGEBROOK: Donkey's?

KING: Oh, whatever!

(Yanking on Demonio's head, Ronnie stands him up to his feet and greets him with some punches, which back him against the ropes. After a few chops, he Irish-whips Demonio across the ring, wanting to knock his head off with a clothesline upon his return. Unfortunately for Ronnie, his plans are thwarted when Demonio ducks beneath the attack and continues on to the opposite set of ropes.)

EDGEBROOK: Demonio ducks the clothesline, bounces off the ropes and returns with a leaping hurancanrana onto Ronnie, flipping him over, catching him off-guard! He wasn't expecting that!

KING: Goddamnit, keep your eyes open, McNeil!

EDGEBROOK: After that blitz-attack from Demonio, I'm sure he will.

(Before Ronnie can rise, Demonio continues his charge, hoping to fend Ronnie off by hitting a dropkick, which knocks him against the ropes. Stepping back, Demonio takes a breather and then runs forward, hoping to clothesline Ronnie to the floor, but Ronnie has other plans.)

EDGEBROOK: Ronnie ducks down and backdrops Demonio!

KING: But that filthy, ugly Mexican lands on his feet on the apron! When Ronnie turns around, he immediately walks into a forearm shot, followed up by Demonio grasping onto his head and then dropping to the floor, guillotining his head, using the top rope!

EDGEBROOK: Demonio isn't on the floor for long, though. He immediately leaps back up onto the apron and then climbs to the top rope, all while Ronnie McNeil stumbles around the ring, holding his throat and neck region. Ronnie turns around and witnesses Demonio soaring through the air, in a crossbody fashion...!

KING: He misses!

EDGEBROOK: It was more like Ronnie saw him coming and thereby decided to drop down, forcing Demonio to smack face-first into the canvas!

KING: Damn right! This is all Ronnie's doing!

EDGEBROOK: Standing back, Ronnie allows a hazy Demonio to rise, only to sneak up behind him and hit him with a Diamond Cuter!

KING: He calls that Flawless. Get it right, Edgebrook. And that's a prelude to the Kiss of the Rose, which he is now settin' up for!

EDGEBROOK: Oh man; poor Demonio.

KING: Jesus, who gives a fuck about Demonio?

EDGEBROOK: Ronnie watches as Demonio writhes in the ring, unable to move Ronnie grabs him with a double underhook...

KING: See? It's the Kiss of the Rose!

EDGEBROOK: WAIT! Demonio just pushed Ronnie to one of the turnbuckles.

KING: He's climbing the second rope?!

EDGEBROOK: The Kiss Goodbye!!!

KING: How the hell did he do that?!!!

EDGEBROOK: Demonio covers him!

The referee counts...

...1...2...3!!!

The bell rings, signaling the victory for Demonio. Demonio rolls out of the ring in shock that he just won.

EDGEBROOK: He took everything McNeil had and somehow came out with the win.

KING: It was a fast count. This is BS Edgebrook, BS.

EDGEBROOK: There was nothing fast with that count. Demonio won fair and square.

KING: That's BS.

[We cut to the back where we see CoP Head of Security, Donald Rice, walking through the back halls]

[Suddenly Rice stops and looks towards the ground. A huge smile appears on his face as he reaches down and picks up a five-dollar bill]

RICE: I am rather thirsty.

KING: Don't do it Donald, it will spit you out a bunch of nickels!

[Donald begins to look at the five dollar bill strangely. He looks around and starts taking off running as every one watches from up on the titantron...]

EDGEBROOK: What the hell is going on here?

KING: Why is he running?

[Suddenly Donald Rice goes busting into the locker room where Trek is sitting. Trek is caught a bit off guard as he hops up from the bench where he was lacing his boots up. Rice shoves the five dollar bill in his face as Trek takes it...]

TREK: I don't recall you oweing me any money, so what is this for?

RICE: I don't. Abraham Lincoln on it just talked to me.

[Trek gives him a odd look...]

TREK: Why this is just a five dollar...

[Trek looks down at it as it talks to him. But keep in mind that this is in Trek and Donald Rice's illusion...]

THE FIVE: Hi, I am Abraham Lincoln, and I never told a lie.

[Trek look's at the five in shock. Trek looks back at Donald trying to hand him back the five dollar bill but Donald continues to back up...]

TREK: TAKE IT!

RICE: I'm scared.

EDGEBROOK: What in the tarnation is going on here?

KING: Why does neither one of them want this five dollar bill when they could both use it?

TREK: I don't want something that talks to me. I am trying to get my boy back.

EDGEBROOK: It talked to him?

KING: NO WAY! AND IT'S GREEN TOO!

RICE: But it belongs with you.

[Trek shakes his head...]

TREK: If you can see this too, then you have the same problems as me. But I don't want it!

[Rice takes off running out the locker room door as Trek looks back at the five...]

THE FIVE: What problem?

EDGEBROOK: This is definitely a turn of events here.

::MAIN EVENT::
TNC Championship Title Match
Austin Arenas (C) vs. Triple Six Trek

{The referee holds up the TNC Championship Title, then hands it off to Lana Taylor on the outside}

EDGEBROOK: Austin and Trek hook up. Both men stand at the same height, but Trek has a good thirty-pound on Arenas.

EDGEBROOK: Trek uses his extra weight and overpowers Austin, turning him around into a armbar. Wait...he whips him into the ropes and tries a clothesline, but Austin ducks. Arenas stops and waits for Trek to turn around.

EDGEBROOK: Austin tried to get the quick win, but Trek isn't that easy to keep down.

KING: Trek is up as Austin is waiting. Quickly the TNC Champion locks on a headlock. Trek is flailing his arms for some ungodly reason only known to him.

EDGEBROOK: Trek grasps his hands together and elbows Austin in the ribs, but Arenas still holds tight. Trek hits him again, but nothing. One more time...and it's the moneymaker. Austin let's go and grabs his ribs. Trek runs and bounces off the side ropes. Austin turns to look...

EDGEBROOK: Trek bounced off the ropes and LEVELED Austin with a huge boot to the face.

EDGEBROOK: Austin kicked out, but I think he will be feeling the effects of that one come Clash For The Cup.

EDGEBROOK: I wonder why he is throwing Austin to the outside. He can't win via countout.

KING: Arenas is using the ropes as he climbs to his feet. He turns around...DDT from Trek.

KING: AUSTIN MOVES!!! AUSTIN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS TREK IS ROLLING AROUND THE RING IN PAIN!

EDGEBROOK: Trek is reaching for the ropes. He's close enough...if he can just stretch.

KING The ref is asking Austin to let go and he does. Austin to his feet, obviously mad that he couldn't finish Trek off.

EDGEBROOK: Austin just went for a splash and Trek moved. Austin slammed into the turnbuckle and is stumbling back. Trek sets him up...

{The ENTIRE crowd explodes as four men run out of the entrance way, making their way down to the ring; Keith Kennedy & Insomniac from the HWA and Randy Acordn & Darrel Besolve from the BACW}

EDGEBROOK: THE INSTANT REPLAY!!! Trek has Austin out in the middle of the ring as the four outsiders slide in. Trek is quick to his feet...but even he can't stop the attack.

{Everyone begins to plow into Triple Six Trek as the referee calls for the bell}

Your winner ...
Triple Six Trek via DQ

KING: Who do these guys think they are?

EDGEBROOK: Not from the CoP...that is who they are. And they are just TEARING into Trek.

KING: He won't be happy when he realizes they just stole the TNC Championship from him.

EDGEBROOK: And here comes help...Joey Brannon and Ronnie McNeil are on their way down to the ring. They slide under the ropes and are instantly met by Besolve and Kennedy.

EDGEBROOK: Well with that being all the time we have...I guess the next time we will see everyone is at Clash For The Cup Two-Thousand Seven.

{Scene shows everyone fighting, including Austin Arenas who has made it to his feet and is barely able to fight back against Randy Acorn}