Post by Leonard Fox on Sept 9, 2012 12:50:08 GMT -6
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DATE: 09-08-2012
LOCATION: Hershey, Pennsylvania
ARENA: Giant Center
NOTES: Trauma has it all this week. Two high powered Starlets fighting it out as well as the main event of two nCw originals fighting for pride and respect. Sandwiched in between is an American Soldier versus the good old Doctor. Don't miss a second of another chapter in the storied history that is nCw.
COMMENTATORS: Jaymie Boone and Preston Marshall
THEME: "The Enemy" by Papa Roach
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{The intro video package comes to an end as the cameras switch over to ringside where fireworks are blasting off on-stage to the tunes of "The Enemy', by Papa Roach. The cameras pan an audience roaring with excitement, holding up many witty signs before coming to rest on the commentating duo of Preston Marshall and Jaymie Boone.}
Jaymie Boone: Good evening all you lovely men and women out there! Welcome to everybodies favorite B-show, TRAUMA!
Preston Marshall: That's not really right but welcome nonetheless. Tonight we have a show jam packed with action as W-Double takes on one James Warren while our main event will feature nCw's resident punching bag, Joe Everyman taking on Mr. Late Night himself, Philip Burns.
Jaymie Boone: Sounds great to me. Especially since we're starting the show with two very lovely ladies. Both of which I would eat like a summer peach.
Preston Marshall: Thanks for the visual but let's get this show on the road.
{The lights begin to dim down as the happy, excited start of "Call Me Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen begins to blare through the arena's sound system. Once the chorus beings to play stepping out from the back is a very thrilled Nina Watts to see everyone in the arena giving her a popular reaction. She turns to look behind her to see Brad Kane right there with a towel and a bottle of water. The two start to walk as Nina begins to high five fans who stick their arms out before getting to the ring. Brad hops up on the apron and opens the ropes for Nina who enters. She goes to the closest corner as Brad rubs her shoulders from the ring apron getting her hyped up and ready.}
Jaymie Boone: Nina Watts actually beat out Megan last week in a bikini contest. Talk about a shocker. It had to be rigged.
Preston Marshall: I don't know about that but this week, she has one hell of an opponent standing across from her.
{A piercing howl erupts from the speakers as "This Calling" kicks into gear. The fans respond with cheers as Emma Danielson walks out on stage, a deadly glare on her face. She looks around at the crowd, smirking briefly, before breaking into a run down the ramp. Emma jumps up onto the apron, using the ring ropes to vault into the ring proper. She brushes off the referee, moving to her corner and lying in wait for the opening bell.}
Preston Marshall: Since forming the new BWA, Emma and her cohorts have been making wild claims and bold accusations.
Jaymie Boone: I don't see the problem. Why not be both a beautiful woman and wonderful wrestler? It sounds like jealousy to me.
{The bell rings and Nina saunters up to Emma, running her mouth. Emma doesn't take too kindly to it as she wastes no time decking her in the jaw! Nina goes down with one punch and Emma immediately begins stomping her out. Emma stomps on any open area she could find ending the series by stepping on Nina's gut, standing on top of her. Emma grabs the top rope for balance as she just stands on top of a prone Nina. Nina is kicking out her legs as she squirms in pain until Emma drops on top of her, straddling her upper chest so she could rain down some lefts and rights to the face.}
Jaymie Boone: Emma looks really pissed.
Preston Marshall: I heard she doesn't have much of a humorous side and doesn't take too kindly to jokes at her expense. Hence, the payment Nina is receiving.
{After a minute of mounted punches, Emma reaches back and pulls both of Nina's legs up for the pin and 1... 2... NINA KICKS OUT, FLIPPING EMMA UNTO HER BACK AS THE PIN HAS SWITCHED IN NINA'S FAVOR AND 1... 2.. EMMA KICKS NINA IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD AND ESCAPES! Emma rolls back to her feet as Nina hurries to hers. Once both ladies are standing, Nina charges with a clothesline but it barely makes a dent as Emma just stands there and looks at Nina with a smirk. Nina is a bit taken aback but she hits the ropes and comes back with a shoulder tackle regardless but once again, Emma is pushed back but she remains with sound footing. Nina is a little more shocked but she hits the ropes a third time and comes back with a flying crossbody and gets caught in mid air before being drilled to the mat with a ferocious Powerslam!}
Preston Marshall: Nina has heart but man, Emma refused to go down.
Jaymie Boone: Nina is going to have to hit a lot harder than that.
{Nina is struggling as she's crawling towards the corner, Emma stalking her as she walks beside her. Nina begins pulling herself up but Emma takes her by the legs and drags her towards the middle of the ring. Emma turns her over and then begins locking in what appears to be a "Sharpshooter" but Nina begins wriggling free before kicking up and nailing Emma in the jaw! Emma backpedals against the ropes, holding her jaw in pain while Nina hurries to her feet and then rushes in with a high knee to the face of a cornered Danielson! Emma is barely standing as Nina kicks off the second rope, taking Emma by the arm and head as she tries to lock in "Your Last Serenade"(Cobra Clutch Triangle Choke) but Emma refuses to be taken to the mat as she holds Nina in the air by holding herself up with one arm on the top turnbuckle. Nina is hanging off of Emma, move locked in but not for long as Emma powerfully, and with arm, brings Nina up high enough so she could deck her right in the face with the free hand! Nina immediately lets go after the vicious right hook and finds herself sprawled on the floor.}
Preston Marshall: That haymaker may have knocked out the Blonde Canadian.
Jaymie Boone: It had to happen sooner or later. Emma is big and strong. I kind of want her to take me in those massive arms and show me what's for if ya know what I mean.
Preston Marshall: I've got a bon... mhm... I mean, right. Oh look, more action.
{Emma is leaning against the ropes, trying to get the blood flowing on her arm and trying to work the kinks out of her neck. Danielson then sees that Nina is not moving and dives for the cover and 1... 2... NINA PLACES A FOOT ON THE ROPES! Emma is not happy but she goes right back on the attack as she stands up, taking Nina with her. Emma pitches her into the ropes and then catches Watts on the rebound with what appears to be a Sidewalk Slam but Nina counters by rotating around Emma's body and switching the move into a Tilt'o'Whirl Neckbreaker instead! The crowd goes wild for the lucha libre like counter as Nina stays for the cover and 1... 2... EMMA GETS THE SHOULDER UP!}
Preston Marshall: One hell of a counter, using Emma's own momentum against her.
Jaymie Boone: Definitely bought herself some much needed time.
{Nina rolls to her feet and sees Emma on all fours and quickly aims and delivers a front dropkick to the side of the head. Emma rolls on her back and then Nina stands up beside her and does a little shake before heading towards the corner. Nina climbs the ropes and does not hesitate to fly with a moonsault, however, Emma rolls out of the way in time to avoid the blow, unfortunately, Nina lands on her feet and then does a second standing moonsault that splashes on top of Emma! The crowd goes wild for the athletic display as Nina hooks a leg and 1... 2... EMMA THROWS THE ARM UP!}
Preston Marshall: What's it going to take?
Jaymie Boone: A couple of fortys and some shots of Whiskey.
Preston Marshall: I see what you did there.
{Nina is shocked and can't believe it but she begins standing, setting up for something as she allows Emma to stand up by her own will. Nina stands behind Emma and when Danielson finally shoots up to her feet, Watts comes up behind her and ducks her head in between Emma's arms as she takes her by the wrist and slams her back with a Wrist Clutch Lightning Spiral! Nina then gets back to her feet and brings Emma up unto her shoulders as she looks to finish off her "Full Wattage"{Wrist Clutch Lightning Spiral into Wrist Clutch Death Valley Bomb) and nails it! She leans over for the pin and 1... 2... 3!}
Preston Marshall: And Nina pulls a victory out! What an amazing display of tenacity on both sides.
Jaymie Boone: You think?! I didn'th think she had it in her, really.
Preston Marshall: She definitely deserves it. Emma is an amazing wrestler in her own right.
{"Call Me Maybe" plays again as Nina celebrates her victory, her tired stature showing the toll the match took on her. We fade to commercial with that annoying song playing.}
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Preston Marshall: Our second match of the evening, pits the all american american..
Jaymie Boone: And we're gonna get sued.
Preston Marshall: Yea right, they don't watch this. Anyway, it's Will Washington versus the Doctor with a bad attitude, James Warren.
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MATCH TWO
SINGLES MATCH
Will Washington vs. James Warren
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MATCH TWO
SINGLES MATCH
Will Washington vs. James Warren
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{“Savior" by Skillet begins to blast across the speakers and as it does James Warren emerges through the curtain to the sound of boos. He is accompanied by his wife Cynthia and smirks as he slowly struts his way down to the ring. Fans begin to boo loudly in his face but he pays no attention to them as he eventually finds himself at the ring. He slides into the ring and kips up to his feet. He sits on the ropes just waiting patiently for his opponent to come out.}
Preston Marshall: And there's the arrogant pri.. I mean, Jimmy Warren.
Jaymie Boone: You're just mad he's been that House, Dr. Quinn and Dr. McDreamy combined.
Preston Marshall: I don't know who any of those people are.
Jaymie Boone: ....Man you're a nerd.
{The lights in the arena go dark and the crowd anticipation amplifies. ‘Battle of Heroes’ by John Williams hits throughout the arena, giving us an epic feel, before a single spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp. Will Washington steps out into the spotlight and soaks in it’s rays. After a moment of this, Will throws a punch and an explosion of pyrotechnics goes off on each side of the spotlight, and the arena lights come back on. Will looks to both sides of the crowd before smirking and starting down the ramp.}
Amber Ashe: “Making his way to the ring..... From Cambridge, Massachusetts..... Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-two pounds.… ‘The Patriotic Paragon’… Will Washington!”
{Washington walks down the ramp with a certain swagger as the feeling of superiority washes over him. He reaches the arena steps and walks up them before turning around to play to the crowd. Our hero turns back around and wipes his boots on the outside ring apron before stepping through the ropes. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and smirks out towards the fans before dropping back down and removing his dog tags, handing them to someone at ringside. Washington looks backs into a corner and stands there, getting loose while waiting for the match to start.}
Preston Marshall: Will seems to be playing motivator lately, first Everyman then Jacobsen. He seems to be trying to get the underdogs to succeed.
Jaymie Boone: By beating them up. Not the best way to go about it.
{Washington moves to lock up, but Warren stops him, putting his hands up in the air for a test of strength. Washington looks a little wary, but locks hands with Warren, only to have James pull him in and stiffly kick him in the gut. Warren lifts Will up, and drops him down with a gut buster, then pushes Will back up onto his feet and takes him down with an STO. Warren is up and running, vaulting over the top rope onto the apron, and pointing at Washington in the center of the ring.}
Preston Marshall: Looks like Jimmy's going to be doing some acrobatics here.
Jaymie Boone: He's got Washington down, now is the time.
{Warren springs up to the top rope, and comes off with a diving body splash, but Washington gets the knees up. Warren stumbles back, staying on his feet and holding his chest. Will is up, grabbing Jimmy for an irish whip but instead just pulls him close and drives his knee into the gut, then grabs the stunned James and nails a huge overhead belly to belly suplex. Warren lands near the corner, grabbing onto the rope for support, but Washington charges in and nails a running boot to the head, then stepping up onto the second rope and landing hard on Jimmy's chest with a double footstomp. He remains standing there for a pin. 1.....2....Jimmy grabs the ropes to break the count.}
Preston Marshall: That couldn't have felt good, having a man stand on your chest like that.
Jaymie Boone: One sitting there isn't to bad.
Preston Marshall: Not going to ask why you said that.
Jaymie Boone: It's for the best.
{The referee steps in to make Will back away and Warren gets up to his feet. Jimmy comes out of the corner with a wild haymaker, but Will ducks the blow, then grabs Jimmy and plants him down with an overhead release German suplex. Will follows up the attack, but Warren nails a poke to the eyes, the referee unable to see because of Washington being in the way. Will stumbles back, trying to regain his vision, and Jimmy pops up, nailing a sitout jawbreaker. He leands over for the pin. 1.....2... Kickout at 2.}
Jaymie Boone: Cheap shot to the eyes there, are you blind ref!?
Preston Marshall: Hey, he can't see everything. Call it bad luck.
Jaymie Boone: I'll call it, he's fired.
{Warren heads for the turnbuckle, climbing it. The toll of the match makes him sluggish, and he almost loses his balance a time or two, but he makes it to the top. Suddenly, Washington is up and running, nailing a perfect Yakuza kick on James, staggering him on the top turnbuckle. Washington climbs up after him, and nails a sick second rope vertaebreaker, The Kill Em All.}
Preston Marshall: Kill em all! It's rare that we see that move in any match, but the timing was perfect. Good night Irene.
Jaymie Boone: Who's Irene?
{Will leans over and hooks the leg. 1......2.....3!!!!}
Preston Marshall: And Washington wins in definitive fashion here. There's no shame in not getting up after that move, I think that move could put down a T-rex or something.
Jaymie Boone: Nerd.
Preston Marshall: Whatever. I stand by what I said, we'll be right back, folks.
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Preston Marshall: And now, for our main event of the evening. Joe Everyman versus Philip Burns.
Jaymie Boone: A battle of the old all stars.
Preston Marshall: Neither man is that old Jaymie.
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MATCH THREE
SINGLES MATCH
Philip Burns vs. Joe Everyman
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MATCH THREE
SINGLES MATCH
Philip Burns vs. Joe Everyman
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{Live To Rise by Soundgarden starts blasting over the PA system. Pyros are going off on the stage all over the place. Joe Everyman then comes out onto the stage. Joe walks down the ramp while holding their arms up towards the crowd, who has a mixed but mostly face reaction. Joe then comes to the end of the ramp and does a standing jump onto the apron. Joe then climbs into the ring through the ropes and looks around in the crowd and hold up his arm. Then loud blue pyros shoot from the ring posts. Joe then stands and waits.}
Preston Marshall: No matter how many times I see it, I can never get the timing on that power.
Jaymie Boone: That's because he changes it just to mess with you.
Preston Marshall: How do you know that?
Jaymie Boone: He hold me once when we were backstage together. Well, he talked, I had a mouthful of..
Preston Marshall: That's enough of that.
{The opening of "Move" by TFK blares over the PA system and a spotlight shines on the stage with a glow as Philip Burns is being raised from a hidden hole in the stage; He is wearing a red ragged leather jacket that hangs all the way to below his knees with his logo on the back. He takes a few steps forward. The spotlights follows him as he journeys down the ramp, taking a second to pose in front of the ring for the cameras. He rolls into the ring and removes his jacket. Burns then stand in his corner, ready for the match to begin.}
Preston Marshall: One of the nCw originals, Burns has been in and out of our doors a few times, but we're always glad to see him.
Jaymie Boone: I know I am.
Preston Marshall: That's because he has a.. well, you know.
Jaymie Boone: Oh yes, I do.
{Everyman and Burns lock up in the center of the ring. Burns takes the advantage early, twisting around and wrenching the arm, switching into a standing side wristlock. He nails a stiff elbow to the arm, trying to weaken it, then locks it behind Joe and lifts him up, then plants him down with a scoop slam, dropping Everyman on the arm. Joe grabs his arm in pain, and Burns takes it by the wrist, slamming it back down on the canvas, then pinning it there with his hands as he drives a knee into the injured arm.}
Preston Marshall: Burns is taking it to that arm, trying to cripple a limb to make the match a little easier on himself.
Jaymie Boone: That's how good wrestler's do it. Very difficult to pick a man up if you have an arm that's in constant pain.
Preston Marshall: Like trying to hop on one leg everywhere.
Jaymie Boone: Preston! Are you trying to get us fined?
Preston Marshall: What did I say!?
{Burns lifts Everyman up by the injured arm, then irish whips him across the ring. Burns tries a clothesline, but Joe ducks under it. Philip turns and finds Everyman leaping on him with a Thez press, raining down shot after shot with his good arm. The referee steps in to pull Joe away, and Burns clamors to his feet, but Joe pushes the referee aside. Burns charges in for the attack, but Joe drops down and Burns hits the mat with a drop toe hold. Everyman hits the ropes as Burns pulls himself up to his knees, and Everyman blasts him in the back of the head with a swift running kick.}
Preston Marshall: Vicious shot to the head there, that'll ring a few bells.
Jaymie Boone: Both in Phil's head and the nearest clock tower, man what impact. Second only to our colleague on commentary on the other show.
Preston Marshall: Stop trying to butter him up.
Jaymie Boone: What? He's hot.
{Everyman picks Burns up, and shoves him into the turnbuckle, ramming his shoulder against the ring post. Burns frees himself from the post and turns, leaning against the turnbuckle when Everyman is on him, flying through the air and landing a huge stinger splash. Burns stumbles away from the turnbuckle and Everyman puts him down with a sick Leviathan Spinebuster! He holds for the cover. 1.....2....Kickout at 2!}
Preston Marshall: Everyman not taking any prisoners here, bringing the fight to Burns with one worked over arm!
Jaymie Boone: Yes, but Burns is a tough guy himself, it's going to take quite a bit to put him down, believe you me.
Preston Marshall: Not sure how you know that, but moving on.
{Everyman lifts Burns up, irish whipping him across the ring. Joe snaps off a brogue kick, but Phil ducks under it, stopping short and grabbing Joe as he turns, readying a Burn Notice inverted STO, but Joe snaps off an elbow with his hurt arm, then a second and a third to break up the grip. Burns lets go, and Everyman grabs him and nails a Twist of Fate! Joe leans over for the cover, hooking the leg. 1.......2.....3!!!!!}
Preston Marshall: Joe Everyman, wounded arm and all, has won this match!
Jaymie Boone: Sometimes you have to learn to play through the pain, because the rewards are just that much more satifisying.
Preston Marshall: Well put, Jaymie. That's it for us everybody, good night!
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