Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 THE FOLLOWING PROGRAM IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLYPRESENTED IN HD We open the show with Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa fighting in black and white. We then see Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa fighting again, only this time from a different match, but also in black and white. We see clips of Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa's matches over the past four years, all of them in black and white. We see their infamous WarZone segments from IntenseZone. The Lightning Crew's beatdown on The Mad Cappa from OAOAST Zero Hour: Night Of The X from February 29, 2004. The Mad Cappa surprising The Lightning Crew on the March 16, 2004 edition of OAOAST IntenseZone. The Mad Cappa beating Puerto Rican Lightning to win the OAOAST Puerto Rican Championship for the first time at OAOAST AngleMania III on March 28, 2004. The Mad Cappa beating Tha Puerto Rican again to retain the OAOAST Puerto Rican Championship at OAOAST The Year Of Living Anglelously on April 25, 2004. "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican beating The Mad Cappa on the September 8, 2005 edition of OAOAST HeldDOWN~!. "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican beating The Mad Cappa again on the September 7, 2006 edition of OAOAST HeldDOWN~!. The music becomes fast paced as we see The Mad Cappa make his shocking return to the OAOAST on the December 6, 2007 edition of OAOAST HeldDOWN~! in black and white. Cut to The Mad Cappa revealing himself to the crowd. Cut to Stephen Joseph Popick making the announcement that PRL and Cappa will fight this week. Cut to a close-up of The Mad Cappa with an evil smile on his face. Cut to Tha Puerto Rican lying on the mat with his head up following the BUST A CAP from The Mad Cappa last week, sneering at The Mad Cappa and Stephen Joseph Popick IN ANGER~! Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWED Cut to another black screen. The following word appears on the screen in big red blocky letters:TONIGHT Fade out. The music ends. Ultimate Victory along with the beautifully produced introductory video welcome us to another night of OAOAST programming. Various images of the OAOAST superstars in all their fantastic glory, joy, agony, and defeat rip across the video landscape, finally leading into the.... Our view is switched to the arena, where the orange polo clad announcers, Michael Cole and The Coach sit in the cushy confines of Sofa Central, waiting to break down the evenings festivities. COACH It's DA Coach, with big MC, coming into ya living room with HeldDOWN~! We're up in the Bay Area, and the Bay Area's been up in Cole, if you know what I mean. COLE Truth. Regardless of my exploits here in the great city of San Fransisco, we welcome you to the highest rated program on cable television, OAOAST HeldDOWN. Tonight's show promises to be has action packed as always, with promised appearances by Bohemoth, PRL, and his old rival The Mad Cappa. Stephen Joseph played a card that could have very dangerous and unfortunate results for his former client, and could most definitely lead to The Puerto Rican icon's downfall here in the OAOAST. But for now, let's kick things off with a tag title bout! BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the ONE & ONLY WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!It's raining men - Hallelujah It’s raining men - Amen Pink and yellow lights flash across the arena as Los Diablos dance out with each other, bumping and grinding on the way down the ramp and getting a little nasty with some of the male fans in the front rows. One lucky dude receives Moracca’s sombrero and a kiss on the cheek from both Diablos. BUFFER Introducing first, the challengers…from beautiful, sunny Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, total combine weight 350 pounds… LOS DIABLOS DE FFFFFUUUUUEEEEEEEGGOOOOOOOOOO!! “YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Now in the ring, Mariachi stares seductively into the camera while sucking on the middle prong of his pitch fork. COLE Here with go with the continuation of a feud that started a couple months back when the Heavenly Rockers heinously attacked Los Diablos in order to send a message to those who seek their World tag team championship. After a couple of weeks away Los Diablos returned with vengeance on their minds, much like another team, the Lone Star Gunslingers who on Wednesday, January 3rd, 2008 will face the Heavenly Rockers no matter tonight’s outcome at the New Year’s Spectacular. COACH Ask and you shall receive. The Gunslingers wanted a shot at the Heavenly Rockers, and now they have it. It’s going to be second verse, same as the first.HEY WAIT I GOT A NEW COMPLAINT! BUFFER Now playing, COLONEL ABULLAH NERDLY presents in association with HOLLY-WOOD the GREATEST rock 'n' wrestling band of AAAAALLLL-time, the reigning and defending tag team champions of the woooorld...THE HEAVENLYYYYYYY RRRRRROOOOOOOOOCCKKEEEEEEERRRRRRRSSSSSSS! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Synth and Logan feed off the crowd’s hostility, agitating numerous spectators on their jog down the ramp. COLE What a year it’s been for these men. They started as one of the most popular tag teams in the OAOAST, and they’ll finish 2007 as the most hated. COACH Sure they lost a fan here and there, but look at what they got in return -- the One & Only World tag team championship. You can’t argue with results. * DINGDINGDING * Synth and Moracca start out with a collar-and-elbow tie-up, and the Synthmeister muscles him to the ground, but the flaming luchador is able to use his speed to escape and return to a vertical base. Synth nods in sign of respect, then kicks Moracca in the gut as they lean in to lockup. Big right hand staggers the masked man, who Synth introduces to the turnbuckle. Caught in the wrong side of town Moracca quickly fights out of the Heavenly Rockers corner, knocking the champions on their asses! Synth and Logan charge at Moracca, but Mariachi comes in to even the odds and a pier-six brawl breaks loose! “YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” On the receiving end of an ass-kicking the Heavenly Rockers bail to the floor. Holly lifts Logan’s spirit with a peck on the lips and a shoulder massage as Colonel Abdullah instructs his men on how to proceed. COLE The Colonel trying to calm Synth and Logan the best he can, as Los Diablos have come ready to fight. And it’s not hard to figure out why with the tag titles on the line. The action resumes with Logan Mann as the legal participant, and he sweeps Moracca off his feet with a leg trip. Logan tries grabbing the leg but Moracca shuns his attempts again and again. Logan continuing to go to the well despite the sign that reads out of water, figuratively speaking of course. Mann slows the pace at the order of Colonel Abdullah, locking up with Moracca only to be placed in a side headlock. A tag is made and Logan immediately backs away to avoid a double-team. *clap*clap*clap*clap* As Leon Rodez did last week, Mariachi rallies the crowd behind him, irking the greatest rock ’n’ wrestling band of all-time. Logan wins the lockup that ensues, trapping Mariachi in a headlock of his own, but he’s shot off into the ropes and floored by a dropkick! Logan shakes it off and hooks ‘em up again, this time going under to apply a hammerlock…which Mariachi counters with a drop toehold and a yell of “GIDDY UP” as he rides the Macho MACHO Mann, slapping that ass like only he can! “YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” COACH The indignity of it all. Logan complains to the ref, who actually warns Mariachi about his actions, allowing Mann to blindside him! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Mariachi’s worked over in the corner and shot across to other, but he displays that flexible body of his and floats over the top as Logan charges in, nailing him with a dropkick flush to the jaw! Synth enters and meets the same result. Scoop and a slam x2 for the Heavenly Rockers, causing the champions to hightail it again! COLE Los Diablos have the champions flustered, Coach. They didn’t prepare for this line of attack. COACH Absolutely not. When you talk about Los Diablos you think high flying, but tonight it’s a whole other story. It’s no secret the Heavenly Rockers aren’t the most polished wrestlers in the world. They’re more of a brawling type with a few moves thrown in and Los Diablos know that and are exploiting it. Sound strategy from the flaming luchadors, if you can believe that. Single-leg trip enables Mariachi to drag Synth to the corner. Los Diablos tag in their special way (kiss on the cheek) and then use Synth to make a wish! The Synthmeister rolls out to the floor and lies on his back in pain, kicking his legs in a cartoonish matter until Moracca flattens him with a CANNONBALL SPLASH FROM THE APRON!! “YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Synth is tossed back in and covered. ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! Tag made, and Los Diablos whips Synth in for a DOUBLE TILT-A-WHIRL PANCAKE! ONE… TWO… SAVE BY LOGAN! Logan and Mariachi get into it, causing the referee to get in between as Moracca executes a beautiful flying head scissors takedown on Synth. Then a second one, but Logan breaks away from the ref/Mariachi and grabs the back of Moracca’s head as he leaps over the top and clotheslines the flaming luchador down on the rope! “OH!” Illegal switch by the champions and Logan puts the boots to Moracca, laying the badmouth to him in the process. Irish whip, but Moracca reverses and Logan counters with a spinning neck breaker on the rebound! ONE… TWO… THR-- KICKOUT! LOGAN :huh COL. ABDULLAH :firedevil: Logan rams Moracca into the knee of Synth and tags out. Synth throws Moracca outside and SPITS IN MARIACHI’S FACE, baiting him inside as Holly whips his partner towards Logan for a big clothesline! COACH There’s the key to a successful marriage, Cole -- communication. Another illegal switch by the Heavenly Rockers and Logan makes Moracca pay with a top rope axe handle smash. ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! Moracca’s sent for the ride and placed in a lost treasure of wrestling, the ABDOMINAL STRETCH (we can only go so far with backstage segments to kill 2 hours of TV). If the hold wasn’t painful enough, Synth gives Logan extra leverage by pulling on his hand. COLE Look behind you, ref. What are you, blind? From Cole’s lips to referee Earl Hebner’s ears, but the Heavenly Rockers improvise as they’re about to be caught in the act and tag. A scoop and a slam later, the Synthmeister heads to the middle rope and drops the elbow…ON NOTHING BUT CANVAS! “YYEEEAAAAHHHHH!” Synth’s gone as quick as he entered, tagging out in favor of Logan. The Macho MACHO Mann sprints across and decks Mariachi to prevent the tag. Rude Awakening-style neck breaker leaves Moracca prone in mid-ring as Logan ascends to the heavens for his patent double knee drop…BUT MORACCA GETS THE KNEES UP!! “YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Now Logan’s in the same position Synth was earlier, kicking his legs in agony. As Moracca nears his corner Synth enters and drops a big elbow across the shoulder blades, then drags him back towards the Heavenly Rockers corner. Synth rolls Logan onto the apron and assumes his role in the match despite no tag and in front of the referee no less! COLE You’ve got to be kidding me. COACH (laughs) I guess he really is blind. Moracca is scooped for another slam, but he rolls through for a SMALL PACKAGE! ONE… TWO… NO, Logan rolls Synth over on top. ONE… TWO… NO, Moracca regains the momentum. ONE… TWO… NO! Both men chalk up numerous near falls as they roll around jockeying for position, soon finding themselves in Los Diablos’ corner where Moracca is able to make the tag (the conventional way)! “YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Mariachi stuns the Synthmeister with a series of overhand chops. Irish whip, and Synth is leveled by a spinning wheel kick. Logan is caught entering with one as well. The flaming luchador follows a pair of body slams with a DOUBLE COCONUT! “HOMIES!” “HOMIES!” “HOMIES!” COLE The crowd solidly behind Los Diablos de Fuego. COACH Of course they are. We’re in San Francisco. Chaos ensues with all 4 men in the ring. The Heavenly Rockers collide after being whipped in towards each other, knocking Logan out to the floor. Not far behind is Moracca, who crashes down onto the Macho MACHO Mann with a SPRINGBOARD SEATED SENTON! COACH All hell’s breaking loose, Cole. I don’t even know who the legal men are anymore. Although I bet it makes Los Diablos feel right at home. Inside, Moracca lifts Synth up in a pump handle and slams him on the side. Unfortunately for the Synthmeister there was no sign that said SLIPPERY WHEN WET! ONE… TWO… THREE! NO!! Holly and the Colonel yank Moracca out to the floor. * BOOM * Big right hand for the Colonel sends the crowd into a frenzy. Holly’s spared Moracca’s wrath but not Synth, who stumbles into a SPRINGBOARD CROSS BODY! ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! Moracca locks his hands together and brings them up to his chest for an up and down motion, apparently signaling for the dreaded SODOMIZER. COLE Spike tombstone piledriver coming up. Moracca positions himself in the middle of the ring to keep Synth away from the ropes and everyone associated with the Heavenly Rockers at bay. Perched on top Mariachi becomes distracted as Holly climbs onto the apron demanding to speak with referee Earl Hebner. As the two chat off to the side, Colonel Abdullah grabs Mariachi’s foot, diverting his attention long enough for Logan Mann to… * THUNK * …drop down on Moracca with a TOP ROPE AXE HANDLE SMASH USING THE RING BELL!! The flaming luchador falls back with Synth on top as Logan knocks Mariachi to the floor with a WICKED LEFT HOOK~! COLE No, damnit! The Heavenly Rockers are going to steal this one. ONE… TWO… THREE!HEY WAIT I GOT A NEW COMPLAINT! BUFFER The winners of the match… THE HEAVENLYYYYYYY RRRRRROOOOOOOOOCCKKEEEEEEERRRRRRRSSSSSSS! COLE There’s no bell to be rung. Los Diablos were on the verge of winning the tag titles, but the Heavenly Rockers managed to snatch victory out of the jaws of defeat. Unbelievable. COACH Never underestimate the heart of a champion, baby boy. COLE Give me a break. In fact, we gotta take one right now! Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST INTENSEZONE MARCH 10, 2003Vince Rusco: "Oh my god, not you too! Look, I'm gettin' sick and tired of your relentless booing! I want respect! No, I DEMAND respect! Now, everybody rise and cheer ME on! (More boos from crowd!) Enough of ya' already! Now it's time for the OPEN CHALLENGE! So OAOAST, it's put up or shut up time! Bring out the best for The Mad Cappa! So, whoever you are, just come on out!" (Suddeny, the lights turn off as the arena turns dark. A lightning bolt hits the set as the pyro goes off. "Bulls on Parade" by Rage Against the Machine begins. Puerto Rican Lightning comes out with Mr. Boricua. PR Lightning walks down to the ring with a cool and cocky attitude as he swats his gum to the crowd! He sneers to the crowd before entering the ring. He gets in and poses on the turnbuckle. The lights turn back on to a hushed crowd. Vince Rusco and The Mad Cappa laugh! Rusco: "You! Hahahahaha! This has got to be a joke! This is the best that you can come up with! Look kid, why don't you go back with that galoot and bring out somebody! Tell them it was not that funny what they pulled! Bring out the true opponent! Maybe it's Anglesault or Tony or Zack or hell, maybe it's Kotzenjunge or anybody else! Just bring out someone with talent! Let's face it kid, you are not in his (Pointing at Cappa) league!" (P.R. Lightning grabs the microphone from Vince Rusco. He stares at the crowd and gives them a sneer as the crowd stares at P.R. Lightning) P.R.: "Now I know I'm not AngleSault. I know I'm not Kotzenjunge. I'm not Zack or Tony or La Parka. I know I'm not even Naz Mistry or you, Mad Cappa. But, I'll tell you just who the hell I am! I am Puerto Rican Lightning! And I came to the OAOAST for one reason, and one reason only! To become the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion! I will do whatever it takes, no matter how hard it is, no matter how far I must travel I will be champion! I was expecting to make my debut against a world class athlete here in the OAOAST like Reject, Gladiator, or even Jingus. But instead I got....you. HA! Beating you will be easier than crossing the street. Now normally, I wouldn't even bother to be in the same ring as you. But seeing as this is my first match and I want to show all these idiots here why I got what it takes to be champion! (The crowd boos) I'll settle for what I got even if it is a no good jobber like you! So, good luck tonight, you'll need. Come on Mr. Boricua, let's go." (P.R. Lightning begins to leave but suddenly stops) Lightning: "On second thought, why don't we do this match right here right now!" (The crowd cheers) Lightning: "Come on, Cappa, go for it! Here take the first shot! Come on! I dare ya! Come on! Go for it! HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!" Cappa hits P.R. Lightning in the face. Lightning: "Okay, now you asked for it!!!" P.R. Lightning shoves Cappa who shoves back and the two engage in a slugfest. They start clubbing away at each other as the bell sounds! (CLIP) PR Lightning tries to run off to the ropes, but Cappa grabs hold of him to do a reverse DDT! (CLIP) PR Lightning tries to go for the shining wizard, but Cappa ducks to grab hold for the Fall From Grace! (CLIP) PR Lightning runs off the ropes and does a tope suicida on Cappa! The crowd pops for the move! PR Lightning rolls Cappa back in as he bounces off the ropes again and attempts a huracarana, but Cappa turns it into a sitdown powerbomb! (CLIP ALERT!) PR Lightning kips up, stomps his feet a couple of times to get the crowd into it more, and does a Sweet Chin Music on Cappa! (CLIP ALERT!) PR Lightning flips the bird, throws his right armpad to the crowd, and proceeds with the F U elbow drop! He runs to the turnbuckle, climbs it, and attempts a moonsault! However, Cappa rolls out of the way as PR Lightning slams the mat full force! (CLIP ALERT!) Cappa sets up PR Lightning for IT'S SHOWTIME!, but Mr. Boricua clubs Cappa on his back and pushes to crash on the chair! The crowd is getting more exicted! Cappa gets knocked down to the mat! PR Lightning poses to the crowd as the crowd is getting more livelier and does a Shooting Star Press! (CLIP!) PR Lightning gets Cappa back up and sets him up for the Annexation of Puerto Rico, but Rusco runs in and smacks PR Lightining on his back with his cane to cause the disqualification in 5:14! All hell breaks loose as Mr. Boricua comes in and they all get into a huge brawl to a crazed audience! Everybody starts throwing punches at each other! Puerto Rican Lightning grabs the messed up chair and smacks The Mad Cappa alot on the head! This goes on for a minute as the crowd goes crazy! Eventually, the security forces run in and they try to break it up!A RIVALRY RENEWEDFade To BlackCOMMERCIAL Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Author Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 As we return from commercial break the big man, Bohemoth, sits backstage taping up his wrists as we return to this edition of HeldDOWN~! The Metrosexual Monster is prepared for battle tonight, the next chapter in his ongoing "competition" with fellow superstar Zack Malibu. As Bo readies himself for the upcoming match, Malibu walks into the room, causing Bo to get up and shake the hand of his peer. MALIBU What's going on, big man? BO Just getting ready for my match, ready to show you how I do things tonight. MALIBU Oh, I look forward to it....but, uh, you know Bo...they won't all be like this. Bo smiles slyly. BO No, no they won't. It's only gonna get tougher from here on out. MALIBU You're down for that though, right? BO Who challenged who here, Malibu? MALIBU Ease up, big man...I'm not here to get under your skin. I told you, I'm down for proving myself all over again, to you and to everyone else. I was never given a handout at any point, and I'm not about to take them now. The Conquistadors are one thing, but sooner or later it's gonna be crunch time. It's gonna be the Todd Cortez's and the Landon Maddix's and the Alfdogg's and whoever else gets thrown in the way. You and me, we're both out for the same thing, and sooner or later we're not going to have to worry about anybody else except each other. Bo hears Malibu loud and clear, and for a moment, things get a bit tense. BO Then I guess I'll see you when we get there. MALIBU You're damn right, big man. Good luck tonight. BO I think you better go wish that to the Conquistadors first, Preppy. Malibu and Bo chuckle at the wisecrack, and Malibu pats the big brute on the shoulder before heading off, leaving Bo to finish getting ready as we cut to break.COMING UP NEXTDOS' LAST STAND?Bohemoth Vs DosNEXT Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST INTENSEZONE MAY 27, 2003Cappa punches PRL and sends him into the corner... PRL does a Flair Flip and gets clotheslined off the apron... PRL does his patented leap frogs... Cappa with the IMPACT!... PRL elbows Cappa down and dances to mock him... PRL misses the FU Elbow Drop... Sharpshooter by PRL...(which fades into)...Walls of Cappa by TMC... Both Bust A Cap's are shown back to back... (Suddenly the music becomes dark sounding as Vitamin X shows up) Taser shot by Vitamin X!... PR Nightmare! 1...2...3!!! JR: BAW GAWD~! I Don't believe it! I Don't believe what I just saw! I don't believe it! The PR Nightmare and Chokeslam on Cappa are shown... Cappa is handcuffed and hit with the taser 4 more times... PRL wails on Cappa with a chair... PRL is shown breaking Cappa's arm and leg with the chair... PRL leaps off the top rope with the ringbell smashing Cappa's throat into the guardrail... Cappa is taken away on a stretcher... The final shot is of Puerto Rican Lightning raising the Puerto Rican Championship while grinning angrily. He then laughs an evil laugh as the screen fades to black (As we fade out we hear JR in the background) JR: Cappa may never wrestle again thanks to that no good Puerto Rican Lightning!A RIVALRY RENEWEDFade To BlackCOMMERCIAL Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Author Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 "And now, the OAOAST Backtracker! Brought to you by Mountain Dew: Hey, you've gotta drink something!"ZACK ~~ What you just said to me...it took balls, my friend. It took balls, and it showed you have heart, and that you're not out for the quick fix. So you know what...challenge accepted. If you're going to build yourself back up, then so am I. Now it's just a matter of who gets there first. With that, Zack extends his hand, and Bo accepts, shaking on their little agreement. BO Even if you get there first, Zack, I won't be far behind. MALIBU Likewise, big man. Likewise. Zack pats Bo on the shoulder and walks off, as Bo watches and smirks, then turns and goes his own way."That was the OAOAST Backtracker." COACH When did Mountain Dew change their slogan? COLE You just saw last week, both Zack Malibu and Bohemoth making their intentions very clear to each other regarding the World Heavyweight Championship. Zack and Bohemoth finding themselves very much in the same boat after the outcome of the Triple Decker Cage Match, both knocked down the pecking order when it comes to the World Title and both determined to get another shot. But it was Bohemoth, basically calling Zack on his intention to go to the ring and call out Popick last week, that lead to a little unoffical 'competition' being struck up between the two. As Cole is still talking, the solemn guitar intro to "Loser" by Beck begins to play in the background. Which, presumably means Los Conquistadors are on the way to the ring, even though we can't actually SEE them. COACH Yeah, Bohemoth pretty much told Zack to... well, to put it into cliché terms, "put up or shut up". And Zack went out and 'put up' that same night. COLE That he did, with a very quick victory over one half of Los Conquistadors. Which leads us to tonight, with Bohemoth set to be in action against the other half of the Conquistadors, with I suppose ground to make up after Zack answered his 'challenge' so emphatically in Tacoma. COACH Heh...it's getting interesting already. COLE Let's go to the ring... *DINGDING!* BUFFER This contest, scheduled for one fall! In the ring, from Santa Fe, New Mexico by way of Tijuana, Original Mexico... CONQUISTADOR DOS!!"Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, So why don't you kill me?" The sound of 14,000 shotguns being cocked echoes through the arena as Los Conquistadors raise their fists defiantly in the air in the ring. COACH Got a stopwatch handy? *BbwWbAhmotherfuckerLlIiiBbbEErRrAATtTeeyYyOUUurRrMmmMmMiIInNnDddDd!!* "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" If Los Conquistadors didn't walk through life with a permanent sinking feeling as it was, they'd certainly be getting that sinking feeling the moment "Liberate" powers through the PA system. Through the entrance storms Bohemoth and the crowd erupt again, as he power-walks to the ring. BUFFER And his opponent... hailing from Greenville, South Carolina. He weighs two hundred, eighty four pounds... "THE METEROSEXUAL MONSTER"... BBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - HHHHEEEEEMMOOOOOOOOTTHHHHHHH!!!! Bo slides into the ring and as Los Conquistadors close on him, wastes no time trying to tell which Conquistador is which, instead settling for destroying BOTH of them with a Double Clothesline! COLE *DINGDINGDING!* Off come the orange-tinted shades as the bell sounds, Bohemoth catching the first Conquistador to his feet with a BIG boot to the side of the head! The Conquistador drops to the canvas in a heap, leaving his partner all alone with big Bo. To his feet, the Conquistador that we can only assume is Dos gets whipped across the ring, into the turnbuckles. Bohemoth then charges in after him and crushes him with a big clothesline! COACH Is this even the right Conquistador? COLE Does it matter!? Out of the corner staggers Dos, right into the waiting arms of Bohemoth, taking him up and emphatically down with a Front Spinebuster! COACH I guess not. Pressing his hand on the gold PVC bodysuit, Bo tells the referee to count... 1... 2... 3!! *DINGDINGDING!* COLE I don't know how that compares for time, but Bohemoth, every bit as dominant as his friendly rival last week! BUFFER Here is your winner... BOOOOOOO - HHHHHHEEEEEEEEMMMOOOOOOOOOTTHHHHH!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" "Liberate" hits again, but not to celebrations from Bohemoth. As the referee decides trying to raise Bo's hand without permission might not end well for him, he just points to him and announces him as the winner, as if confirmation were needed. Bo doesn't appear to be done however. The other Conquistador is beginning to get to his feet, unaware that Bohemoth is right behind him. Thumbs Up. THUMBS DOWN~! COLE Oh dear. Scooping Uno up like a baby, Bohemoth parades his hapless opponent around a little, before swinging him around... ...out... ...and DOWN~! COLE Erotic Awakening Of B!! Bo looks up at the referee, placing his hand on Uno's chest much like Dos and needing to say no more... 1... 2... 3!! *DINGDINGDING!* "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" COACH Wait, that wasn't even an official match! COLE Because I'm sure a seperate entrance and another bell would have made the world of difference to Conquistador Uno's chances. "Liberate" hits for a second time, with Bohemoth standing between the fallen bodies of both of Los Conquistadors. Kneeling down, Bo picks his orange-tinted sunglasses back up off of the canvas and calmly places them back on his head as he leaves. COLE I think you could have gone all the way up to Conquistador Nueve and they wouldn't have stood a chance! As we watch Bo leave, the cameras cut to the backstage area, where ZACK MALIBU has apparantly been watching all of this on one of the many monitors backstage. Zack glances at his watch, before looking back at the monitor with a wry smile on his face. COACH I think that's, as the kids would say, +1. COLE Bohemoth certainly impressive tonight. The markers have been set in the race back to the top! The camera cuts to the backstage area where The Mad Cappa is shown arriving at the arena. The crowd boos loudly. Cappa is already in his ring gear and is carrying black bags. He has a scowl on his face. COLE And there is The Mad Cappa! Later on tonight, he will hook up with his old rival Tha Puerto Rican in an one-on-one contest! Stephen Joseph Popick has alot riding on this one! You can bet he will be watching! The camera cuts to the OAOAST HeldDOWN~! interview set where Josh Matthews is standing by. JOSH MATTHEWS Josh Matthews here, waiting to do an interview with Tha Puerto Rica-- Suddenly, Tha Puerto Rican appears on screen. The crowd cheers loudly. THA PUERTO RICAN Josh, The Mad Cappa's candy ass belongs to Tha Puerto Rican tonight! And that's all I got to say about that! PRL walks away. Josh stands there, puzzled for a second. The crowd cheers. J. MATH Uh...thanks P.R. I think. Josh continues standing there puzzled. COLE Folks, we'll return with more HD after this. Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST BLOODY, BATTERED AND BEATEN DECEMBER 29, 2003Jesse: The champion is making his entrance now! JR: I don’t think PRL is looking forward to this moment. ::PRL’s theme song continues to play, but Puerto Rican Lightning does not show up. The lights go back on with PRL nowhere to be found. The crowd becomes restless waiting for Lightning to come. 4 minutes go by with no sign of PRL. The Mad Cappa and Vitamin X stay in the ring waiting for him to show up. “Know Your Role 2K3” stops playing. The crowd begins chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” hoping to bring Lightning out. JR: Where is Puerto Rican Lightning? Jesse: I don’t know. Maybe he is in the bathroom? (CLIP!) ::Finally, Puerto Rican Lightning comes out through the entrance. The crowd begins booing loudly at the P.R. and N.A. Champ. Puerto Rican Lightning looks at the crowd then looks at Cappa. PRL is wearing a neck brace and holding his neck in pain. He drags the North American Title across the floor, while walking slowly to the ring. He is jawing with some fans, while Cappa and Vitamin X stare at him wondering what is going on.:: JR: Why is Puerto Rican Lightning wearing a neck brace? (CLIP) Puerto Rican Lightning (acting sick, in pain, and talking slowly): The Mad Cappa. The fans. I’m afraid that you won’t be seeing a NA Title Match tonight. ::Crowd boos.:: (CLIP) PRL:Not really, X. My neck is killing me. I don’t think I can wrestle for a while and especially not tonight. I know. I know. You are all disappointed, but ::starts to work up fake tears::, I…may….not…wrestle…ever…again. ::The crowd boos as they know Lightning is obviously lying. PRL cries but receives no sympathy from anyone other than Vitamin X. The Mad Cappa is jumping up and down just waiting to fight.:: (CLIP) Vitamin X: Come on P.R. Let’s go backstage. ::The crowd chants “BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!” Vitamin X gets out of the ring and helps PRL get up. He puts his arm over his shoulder and walks with him slowly to the entrance. PRL continues looking like he is in pain, holding his neck, crying, and moving very slowly. He looks at the crowd for some sympathy, then looks at Cappa, who is furious.:: (CLIP) Puerto Rican Lightning: The coast is clear. ::Puerto Rican Lightning removes the neck brace and throws it on the floor. He moves around gracefully and jumps up and down like a monkey. PRL and X have sick smiles on their faces while the crowd realizes that PRL was lying.:: Puerto Rican Lightning: HAAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAAAHAAHAHAAAAAA!!! They fell for it! JR: Aw, son-of-a-bitch! Jesse: Brilliant! JR: Didn’t you just say you believed PRL was seriously injured? Jesse: Well, I changed my mind. Vitamin X: Great job, boss. You actually convinced people that you were injured. Puerto Rican Lightning: I know. I gave an Academy Award Winning Performance. ::Mock Whining: I may never…wrestle…again! Ha! I’ll be wrestling for a long time. Vitamin X: You should fool them all. Especially Cappa. PRL: Once again, I, PRL, come out on top, and Cappa loses. I NEVER get tire of that feeling! Vitamin X: You were good boss. You should be a movie star. PRL: Well, I have thought about it. But anyway, let’s get back to the dressing room. I need to “Relax my injure neck” HA! I gotta see Lindsay and the rest of the Crew. Vitamin X: Great job, boss. Great job. ::Suddenly, X’s face changes from happy to sadness.:: Vitamin X: Uh…boss. Um. You…you….you got someone right behind you. PRL: Huh? AAAHH! ::The camera pulls back to reveal STEPHEN JOSEPH right behind Puerto Rican Lightning. Joseph has a pissed off look on his face. Puerto Rican Lightning quickly puts his neck brace back on and begins to act in pain again.:: Puerto Rican Lightning (Acting in pain): Hi….Joseph. How…are…you? My…neck…hurts…a lot! I…can…not…compete. Ouch. Ouch. Ow. Stephen Joseph: Don’t give me that crap PRL. I saw what you did and I KNOW that you were lying. PRL: What…are…you…talking…about? Stephen Joseph: PRL, stop acting like an idiot. Get out there and defend your title NOW! Puerto Rican Lightning: But I’m really in pain! Look! ::Slowly moves his neck:: Owwwwww. Stephen Joseph: You know, I CAN barred you from the OaOasT right now since you right now for refusing to wrestle. PRL (Shocked): NO! NO! NO! DON’T DO THAT! I’M BEGGING YOU! PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T BARRED ME! Vitamin X: Yeah, please don’t barred PRL! Stephen Joseph: BUT! Since I’m such a nice guy, and since I’m a former NA Champ myself, a belt I made famous, by the way, I’ll force you to wrestle the old fashioned way. Puerto Rican Lightning (Normal Voice):And how’s that? Stephen Joseph: With this. ::Stephen Joseph knocks Puerto Rican Lightning to the ground with a right jab.:: JR: Oh my! What a shot to the jaw from Stephen Joseph! Jesse: Abuse of power! Abuse of power! Stephen Joseph is using his power for evil! ::Vitamin X goes after Joseph, but gets hit in the head with a punch also.:: JR: AND DOWN GOES VITAMIN X! ::Stephen Joseph throws PRL into a wall to the crowd’s delight.:: Stephen Joseph: It’s time to give the people what they want! JR: OH YEAH! YOU TELL HIM STEPHEN! ::Stephen Joseph grabs Puerto Rican Lightning by his left ear and drags him to the ring. PRL tries to fight out, but Joseph holds on tight as the two make their way through the curtain with Vitamin X recovers from the punch.:: Jesse: WHY IS JOSEPH DOING THIS?! JR: HE’S GIVING THE FANS WHAT THEY WANT TO SEE! AND THE FANS WANT TO SEE PRL TAKE ON THE MAD CAPPA! ::The crowd cheers loudly. The Mad Cappa gets back into the ring and orders for SJ to bring PRL to the ring. Stephen Joseph drags PRL down the aisle.:: JR: OH YEAH! BRING PRL INTO THE RING! GIVE HIM EXACTLY WHAT HE DESERVES! HERE WE GO! HERE WE GO!!! ::The crowd is getting hotter by the minute. Stephen Joseph throws PRL into the ring. The Mad Cappa thanks SJ and points at PRL, who begs not for Cappa to attack. “Let me explain.” He saids. Puerto Rican Lightning holds his right hand out for a handshake. The Mad Cappa looks at PRL then looks at the crowd, who tell him to “Attack.”:: JR: What is PRL doing now? Jesse: He’s asking for Cappa’s forgiveness. He’s doing the right thing and saying he’s sorry for attacking him. He’s sorry. What a great guy he is. JR: PRL is a lying rat! He deserves no forgiveness. ::The Mad Cappa hesitates as the crowd chants “Make him bleed! Make him bleed! Make him bleed! Make him bleed!”:: JR: These fans are telling Cappa to refuse the apology. Jesse: Do these fans have any heart? ::Cappa looks at the crowd then at a begging PRL. Cappa hits Lightning with a left hand.:: JR: So much for Cappa accepting PRL’s apology. Jesse: How could Cappa do that? That was horrible of him. ::Cappa attacks and whips PRL into the ropes, but PRL ducks and goes for a left hook. Cappa ducks and begins beating on PRL.:: Stephen Joseph: Ring the bell. Ring the fucking bell! JR: YEAH! YOU DO THAT! RING THE BELL! GET THIS MATCH OFFICALLY UNDERWAY! RING THE BELL! Jesse: But PRL has a bad neck! *DING DING DING* JR: HERE WE GO! OaOasT North American Championship Match: Puerto Rican Lightning (Champion) vs. The Mad Cappa (Challenger): The Mad Cappa lays into Puerto Rican Lightning with lefts and rights to the crowd’s joy. Cappa shoves Lightning to a turnbuckle and stomps a mudhole in him with the crowd counting every kick to the chest. PRL lets out a girlish scream while Cappa poses for the cheering crowd. (CLIP!) The Mad Cappa removes PRL’s neck brace to loud cheers then throws it to the crowd. Jesse: Cappa is exposing PRL’s injured neck! Vitamin X: That heartless bastard. What horrible morals from The Mad Crappa. The Mad Cappa starts elbowing the back of PRL’s neck. PRL oversells the punches by yelling really loud. The Mad Cappa whips PRL into the ropes and hits the Fall From Grace. JR: FALL FROM GRACE! THE MAD CAPPA HITS THE FALL FROM GRACE ON PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING! Vitamin X: I’m right here, Jim. You don’t have to yell so loud. The Mad Cappa drags Lightning to the middle rope. He lays his head on it, then heads to the opposite ropes, and comes back with a leg on the back of PRL’s neck which sends Lightning’s neck bouncing off the middle rope. The crowd explodes as PRL clutches his neck and coughs. (CLIP ALERT!) Cappa bows down in pain, so Lightning responds with a Dangerous DDT! Lightning rapidly starts kicking away at Cappa’s back. X: Go for the back! Go for the back! That’s the way to go! (CLIP ALERT!) The Mad Cappa does an Atomic Drop onto Lightning, and then follows by shoving him into a ringpost. He follows by picking PRL up. JR: OH MY! WHAT POWER! WHAT STRENGTH FROM CAPPA! BEING ABLE TO PICK UP LIGHTNING THAT HIGH! Puerto Rican Lightning screams like a girl and begs to be put down. Cappa obliges by dropping P.R. neck first onto a barricade. PRL screams and gags for air, clutching his neck. (CLIP ALERT!) Cappa rolls Lightning into the ring. Cappa gets in and picks up PRL, but gets poked in the eye. The crowd boos. Puerto Rican Lightning trash talks, and hits the Shining Wizard on TMC. (CLIP) JR: BAWD GAWD~!!! A SHINING WIZARD ONTO THE MAD CAPPA! Tha Puerto Rican jumps off the top rope and lands on The Mad Cappa who is outside of the ring. Vitamin X: CROSS-BODY SPLASH ONTO THE OUTSIDE! CAPPA IS DOWN! (CLIP) Lightning gets up and kicks him continuously! Cappa gets up, groggy. PRL kicks Mad Cappa in the gut…and gives him the Cappa Killer. JR: CAPPA KILLER! CAPPA KILLER! Vitamin X: The move The Mad Cappa stole from PRL! (CLIP!) Cappa manages to get up almost at the count of three. Cappa urges to crowd to cheer louder, which they do. PRL looks at Cappa, and then punches him. PRL gives him an odd look then punches him again. Cappa no sells the punch again. PRL does another punch, but Cappa gets up and starts shaking up and down. The crowd goes crazy as Cappa walks around the ring yelling. JR: HE’S CAPPING UP! Vitamin X: Who does The Mad Cappa think he is? Hulk Hogan? JR: HE’S NOT HULK HOGAN! HE’S THE MAD CAPPA! PRL looks at Cappa strangely, and then punches him again. Cappa no sells that punch, and does the three punch combo to cheers with the third punch being the IMPACT. (CLIP ALERT!) JR: THE CAPPABOMB! CAPPABOMB! THA PUERTO RICAN IS DOWN ON THE MAT FOLLOWING THAT CAPPABOMB! (CLIP!) PRL tries to go for The Annexation of Puerto Rico, but Cappa backdrops out of it. TMC beats on Lightning some more. Cappa then does a final cut. Cappa tries to go for the pinfall, but PRL kicks out at the count of 2. Cappa whips PRL into the ropes, but PRL reverses, but Cappa reverses and PRL falls back first over the top rope and onto a cameraman. JR: OH MY! WHAT A MOVE FROM THE MAD CAPPA! INCREDIBLE! Vitamin X: PRL is going to come back. Mark my words. The Mad Cappa exits the ring and throws PRL back in. He beats on Lightning some more then whips him to the ropes…BUST A CAP. JR: BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP! THE BUST A CAP! IT’S ALL OVER! IT’S ALL OVER! COVER HIM! COVER HIM CAPPA! The Mad Cappa goes for the cover. 1………….. 2………….. The Mad Cappa picks up PRL. Jesse: What the? Why did he do that? Vitamin X: No damn clue, Jesse. The Mad Cappa looks at a dazed and tired PRL. He gives him a sneer and yells “You Son-of-a-bitch!” He then picks up PRL and whips him to the ropes again. BUST A CAP. Another BUST A CAP on Puerto Rican Lightning. PRL does a Rock-like oversell of the move and lies on the mat, dazed. JR: ONE MORE BUST A CAP! THE MAD CAPPA HAS GIVEN PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING TWO STRAIGHT BUST A CAPS! IT LOOKS LIKE IT MAY BE OVER! THE COVER! 1…. 2…. The Mad Cappa picks up PRL once again. He laughs while the crowd starts cheering getting what Cappa is trying to do. JR: Cappa is having too much fun beating up PRL! He doesn’t want this match to end! Jesse: Cappa is sadistic! Why would he do such a thing to a legend like PRL? Vitamin X: The Mad Cappa is insane! Someone should stop him! SECURITY! GET OUT HERE! The Mad Cappa looks at the crowd who give him a standing ovation. He smiles and saids “Want to see me kick his ass some more.” The crowd responds with an astounding “HELL YEAH!” PRL begs for Cappa to stop but Cappa doesn’t listen and picks up PRL. He punches him back down several times then picks him up, flips him off, and does another BUST A CAP. JR: AND ONE MORE BUST A CAP! WILL CAPPA PIN HIM NOW? 1… 2… Cappa picks him up again. JR: All that rage. That anger. The rage Cappa has. The hatred he feels for Puerto Rican Lightning. It’s all being released tonight. He is taking it out on the very man who put him on the shelf, and I, for one, couldn’t feel much better. This is just a slobberknocker. This is just a car wreck! Jesse: The Mad Cappa is psychotic! I can’t believe he would stoop so low. The Mad Cappa picks up PRL and whips him into a turnbuckle chest first. He follows with a bulldog. He then heads to the top rope…and comes down with a 180-degree Side Swinging Moonsault. JR: THE MAD CAPPA FINALLY HITS THE 180-DEGREE SIDE SWINGING MOONSAULT! Jesse: I CAN’T BELIEVE CAPPA IS THIS EVIL! I THOUGHT HE WAS NICE! JR: The Mad Cappa has a vicious side that he is revealing tonight! The Mad Cappa off of Puerto Rican Lightning and kicks him some more. He picks him up and whips him into the ropes…with a fourth BUST A CAP. JR: AND A FOURTH ONE! PRL IS FINISH! Tha Puerto Rican gets right back up from the BUST A CAP, then Flair Flops back down. The Mad Cappa looks at the crowd with an “Oh Well” look on his face. He then looks at PRL again and does the “That’s It!” sign. The crowd pops loudly and begins chanting “Cap-pa! Cap-pa! Cap-pa! Cap-pa! Cap-pa!” chant. The Mad Cappa gets into position to deliver another BUST A CAP. The crowd stands up in anticipation as PRL struggles to get up. Jesse:Oh no. I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all. The Mad Cappa is going for another stupid BUST A CAP move. Vitamin X: Cappa stealing ANOTHER PRL maneaveaur. PRL should sue Cappa for copyright infringement. JR: THOSE MOVES AREN’T COPYRIGHTED. PRL can’t get out of this one, can he? It looks like, no it IS the end. PRL CANNOT SURVIVE ANOTHER BUST A CAP. It’s all over. “P.R. SUCKS!” and “MAD CAP-PA!” chants intertwined with each other. Finally, after 2 minutes of waiting, The Mad Cappa kicks Puerto Rican Lightning in the stomach and delivers a BUST A CAP. JR: BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP! A FIFTH BUST A CAP ON PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING! Puerto Rican does a Rock oversell of the move. The Mad Cappa picks up PRL again and delivers a sixth BUST A CAP on PRL. The crowd pops as PRL acts as if he is having a seizure following the move. The Mad Cappa picks up PRL again and does one more BUST A CAP, which causes PRL to flip over TMC. Cappa looks at the crowd who respond with cheers and chants. The Mad Cappa flips PRL off and does an eighth BUST A CAP, with Tha Puerto Rican spiting as it’s done. Cappa drags PRL back up and does one more BUST A CAP, which causes PRL to jump two feet in the air and fall back on the mat. Cappa looks at the crowd and saids “One more?” and the crowd responds with cheers. Jesse: No more! No more Cappa! That’s enough! That’s enough! Vitamin X: Cappa is evil! The Mad Cappa picks up a stuttering, dazed, in pain and saliva spitting PRL and trash talks some more. Kick in the gut and another BUST A CAP. PRL is in so much pain that he doesn’t do any over sell and just plops right back onto the mat face first. The crowd explodes with cheers. Cappa soaks in the cheers and jumps up and down the ring yelling at PRL. JR: 10 BUST A CAPS! 10 BUST A CAPS! THE MAD CAPPA HAS GIVEN 10 BUST A CAPS TO PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING!!! PRL IS KNOCKED OUT! PRL CANNOT MOVE!!! THE MATCH IS OVER!!! WE GOT A NEW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION! WE GOT A NEW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION! COVER HIM! COVER HIM DAMNIT! COVER HIM! IT’S ALL OVER! THE MAD CAPPA WILL BECOME THE NEW OAOAST NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION!!! Vitamin X: OVER MY DEAD BODY!!! ::Vitamin X shoves his headphone down and leaves the announcer’s table.:: JR: WHERE IS CAPPA GOING? Jesse: He’s going to stop Cappa from winning! The Mad Cappa covers PRL. The crowd counts along with the pin. 1… 2…. 3---NO!!! Vitamin X pulls The Mad Cappa out of the ring. JR: WHAT?! VITAMIN X! DAMN HIM! SON OF A BITCH! The Mad Cappa and Vitamin X start brawling outside the ring. The referee orders to Cappa to get back into the ring, but the fightning continues. JR: Now The Mad Cappa is getting into it with Vitamin X. Jesse: GO X! TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT! Vitamin X whips Cappa to the stairs, but Cappa reverses and X’s knee hits the stairs. JR: BAWD GAWD~!!! THE IMPACT!!! Vitamin X holds his knee in pain. The Mad Cappa goes to get a chair. PRL is still knocked out from the 10 BUST A CAPS. JR: Now what is The Mad Cappa doing? Jesse: Something tells me Vitamin X is in trouble. The Mad Cappa shoves the timekeeper from his chair and picks it up. The Mad Cappa runs to where X is standing and smashes a steel chair over his head knocking him unconscious. JR: AND CAPPA KNOCKS OUT X WITH A CHAIRSHOT! Jesse: I think Cappa is getting his revenge on Vitamin X for injuring him. JR: Gee, you think?! The Mad Cappa raises his chair in the air for the crowd to see, then enters the ring. The Mad Cappa has a sick look on his face filled with rage. Jesse: Oh no. He’s not going to do what I think he’s going to do, is he? JR: Oh I think so! Jesse: But does he realize that if he uses that chair on PRL, he loses the match, and loses the title shot JR: Cappa does not care about the title, Jes. All he cares about is beating the hell out of Puerto Rican Lightning! Jesse: THE MAD CAPPA IS AN IDIOT! The crowd begins chanting “MAKE HIM BLEED! MAKE HIM BLEED! MAKE HIM BLEED!” JR:The crowd is chanting, “Make him bleed! Make him bleed! Make him bleed!” Jesse: They want to see blood? They’re savages. Don’t listen to these fans for once in your life, Cappa! Don’t hit PRL with that chair! Please don’t! The Mad Cappa waits for PRL to get up. The referee begs for Cappa to stop, but Cappa shoves the referee down. Cappa has a sick smile on his face waiting for PRL to slowly get up. JR: GET HIM! GET HIM! Suddenly, Mr. Boricua comes running to the ring. Tha Puerto Rican’s bodyguard goes right after Cappa, but Cappa uses the chair on Mr. Boricua. Boricua doesn’t go down, so Cappa gives him another chair shot. When that doesn’t work, Cappa gives Boricua a BUST A CAP. JR: BUST A CAP! MR. BORICUA IS DOWN FOR THE COUNT! Jesse: Get them, Lightning Crew! Take out Cappa! JR: Talk about unbiased announcing. The crowd starts booing as more Lightning Crew members run to the ring. Thomas Rodriguez and Colombian Heat enter next. They each receive a chair shot to their heads. Colombian Heat gets a BUST A CAP for his troubles. JR: COLOMBIAN HEAT AND THOMAS RODRIGUEZ ARE DOWN! Cuban Wall saunters down to the ring, but a chair shot to the head by Cappa takes him back out. JR: AND NOW CUBAN WALL IS GONE! THERE IS NO ONE ELSE LEFT! THE LIGHTNING CREW ARE ALL INCAPACITATED! Jesse: SOMEBODY STOP THE MAD CAPPA! HE’S GONE INSANE! The Mad Cappa looks at a struggling Lightning. Finally, Lightning gets up, and The Mad Cappa smashes a chair shot over his head to a loud pop. The referee calls for the bell. *DING DING DING*JR: THE MATCH IS OVER! THE MAD CAPPA HAS LOST THE MATCH AND HIS SHOT AT THE NORTH AMERICAN TITLE! Jesse: THAT IDIOT! JR: BUT I DON’T THINK THAT THE MAD CAPPA CARES ABOUT THE NORTH AMERICAN TITLE! I DON’T THINK THE MAD CAPPA CARES ABOUT LOSING THE MATCH! I THINK ALL THE MAD CAPPA CARES ABOUT IS CRIPPLING PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING!!! Jesse: He is a man possessed. The Mad Cappa should be locked up! Puerto Rican Lightning has blood dripping from his forehead. The Mad Cappa slams the chair over PRL’s ribs several times. The crowd boos loudly and chants “BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!” The Mad Cappa thinks he has won the match, but the referee, after several tries, tells him he’s lost and orders him to stop attacking PRL. The bell rings several times, but Cappa is still attacking PRL. Gary Michael Cappatetta: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match, as a result of a disqualification…. and STILL OAOAST NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION, PUERTO RICANNNNNNNNNNNN LIGHTNNNNINNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!! The crowd boos loudly. Cappa goes ballistic as he realizes that he didn’t win the North American title and starts pounding the shit out of PRL. The crowd is going crazy! Lightning tries to attack Cappa, but Cappa turns around to deliver another BUST A CAP. JR: That makes it 11 BUST A CAPS for Puerto Rican Lightning! Jesse: STOP THAT MAN! Cappa rolls out of the ring to give X a BUST A CAP. Puerto Rican Lightning gets up, dazed, and goes after Cappa again, but Cappa grabs PRL’s legs, and slaps on the Walls of Cappa on Lightning. The crowd is cheering very loudly. The referee tells him it’s over and for him to let go. Cappa ignores the ref and continues to hold on while Cappa is also in pain for straining his back! The ref does a four count. 1…… 2…... 3…... 4! The ref tries to physically break them apart. Cappa lets go and delivers a BUST A CAP on the ref. Cappa goes right back to slap on the Walls of Cappa again on Lightning as he tries to crawl out. A whole group of referees run out to try to break it up. Cappa still doesn’t let go. Lightning taps out, but Cappa still holds on. JR: CAPPA IS LIKE A MAN POSSESSED! HE WANTS TO FINISH PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING ONCE AND FOR ALL! THIS MATCH IS OVER, BUT THE FIGHT CONTINUES! THE BATTLE MAYBE OVER, BUT THE WAR HAS JUST BEGUN!!! Cappa lets go and starts fighting with the referees! He takes them all down with BUST A CAPS. The crowd is going nuts. The Mad Cappa throws PRL over the top rope. The Lightning Crew are struggling to get up. PRL is bleeding. The Mad Cappa drags PRL to a barricade and lays his neck on it. The crowd begins cheering, as they know exactly what Cappa is planning on doing. The Mad Cappa grabs the ring bell from the timekeeper’s table and poses with it. Jesse: Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! The Mad Cappa is not doing what I think he is going to do is he? He can’t do it? Can he? JR: KNOWING WHAT CAPPA IS CAPABLE OF WHEN HE IS IN RAGE, I WOULDN’T PUT HIM? Jesse: Does Cappa really want PRL to feel what he felt those 3 months? Does he really want to cripple him? Is he that evil? Is he that insane? JR: I LIKE TO LOOK AT IT AS PRL GETTING EXACTLY WHAT HE DESERVES! The Mad Cappa hypes the crowd up some more and heads to the top rope with the ring bell in his hands. The crowd chants, “Make him bleed!” some more as PRL rests on the barricade. JR: THE MAD CAPPA IS LOOKING TO CRUSH PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING’S LAYRNX! ISN’T THAT IRONIC? Jesse: This can’t be happening! This can’t be happening at all! The Mad Cappa gets in position to slam the ring bell onto PRL’s throat. The crowd is going crazy waiting for Cappa to jump off from the top rope and attack. JR: CAPPA IS GOING TO MAKE PRL FEEL WHAT HE FELT FOR THREE MONTHS!!! Suddenly, someone new runs to the ring wearing a Lightning Crew T-Shirt. It’s a small, tan man who looks 5””0. He is wearing a red luchadore mask with a spider-web on it, black and red gloves, black elbowpads, red baggy pants with FLY down the sides, and black boots. JR: What the? Who’s this? Jesse: It looks like a Lightning Crew fan! The masked luchadore enters the ring and pushes the ring ropes causing The Mad Cappa to fall onto the ringpost and drop the ring bell. JR: WHAT THE? WHAT? WHAT THE HELL? WHAT? WHAT IS THAT MAN DOING! WHY IS HE DOING THIS? IS THAT---NO! DON’T—DON’T! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING! IS. Is. IS THAT MAN APART OF THE LIGHTNING CREW? IS? THAT? POSSIBLE? IT CAN’T BE! IT JUST CAN’T! WHY?!! Jesse: It looks more and more obvious by the minute. The masked luchadore beats on The Mad Cappa on the turnbuckle and gives him a hurricarana. The crowd boos loudly as the luchadore whips Cappa to the ropes and gives him a spinning wheel kick. The luchadore waits for Cappa to get up…and follows with a top rope hurricarana. The crowd is in awe of this young man and wondering why he is doing this. Jesse: I THINK WE HAVE JUST MET THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE LIGHTNING CREW! JR: NO! DAMNIT! PRL HAS RECRUITED ANOTHER BRAINWASHED MEMBER! The masked luchadore beats on Cappa some more then whips him to the ropes. He then puts him on the top rope and climbs up with him. They are both at the top rope when the masked luchadore puts Cappa behind him and grabs his arms. The masked luchadore brings The Mad Cappa down with an Unprettier from the top rope. JR:HE IS THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE LIGHTNING CREW! THAT MASKED MAN HAS JOINED THE LIGHTNING CREW! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! CAPPA HAS BEEN LEFT BATTERED AND BEATEN THANKS TO THIS MAN. Jesse: Too bad he isn’t bloody! JR: Will you stop? The crowd comes to a realization that the man in the ring is the newest member of the Lightning Crew. They begin booing in response to this and chant “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” because of it. The Lightning Crew come to with Vitamin X and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez taking Puerto Rican Lightning off the barricade and helping him into the ring. The masked luchadore tells the other LC members to attack. JR: THAT SON OF A BITCH PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING HAS BRAINWASHED SOMEONE ELSE TO JOINING THE LIGHTNING CREWii! WHY? TELL ME WHY? WHY? Jesse: That masked man must be smart. He joined the Lightning Crew. He must be intelligent! PRL didn’t brainwash him, he joined because he wanted to. He made a great decision! HA! HA! The crowd boos loudly. The Mad Cappa lies in the ring in pain, clutching his neck as the Lightning Crew laid boots into him. They are all in pain and in daze but they still attack a prone Cappa. JR: CAPPA WAS CAUGHT BY SURPRISE AND IS PAYING FOR IT!!! Jesse: JUST LIKE MAY 27, 2003, THE MAD CAPPA ENDS HIS NIGHT ON HIS BACK IN PAIN! HA! HA! HA! Cuban Wall heads to the ropes and gives Cappa the Lightning Crew Splash. The Lightning Crew all pose over the defenseless Cappa including the newest member of the group, the masked luchadore. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez helps PRL into the ring where he laughs evilly. He slaps Cappa in the face a few times, then poses for the crowd to boo. They chant “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” once again. Lightning high fives the newest member of the Lightning Crew and raises his hand to the crowd. Jesse: IT’S OFFICAL! HE IS THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE LIGHTNING CREW! HE IS THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE GREATEST WRESTLING STABLE EVER!! JR: I can’t believe it! The Mad Cappa was surprised and paid for it! Why? Tell me why someone else would want to join this crew!A RIVALRY RENEWEDFADE OUTCOMMERCIAL Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Author Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST ANGLEMANIA III MARCH 28, 2004Michael Buffer: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls. It is now time for the OaOasT IntenseZone main event of the evening for AngleMania III! JR: It is now time for the match we have been waiting for a damn long time. (CLIP) The crowd chants “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” as The Mad Cappa and Puerto Rican Lightning engage in a staredown in the middle of the ring. They do not take their eyes off each other for a few seconds. JR: The match has officially started. And now the feud will end. (CLIP) PRL and The Mad Cappa trashtalk each other. They become louder and louder and are soon nose-to-nose. The crowd gets hyper and hyper waiting for them to start fightning. PRL and Cappa become louder and soon, veins are visible. (CLIP) PRL and The Mad Cappa are still nose-to-nose trash talking to each other. PRL shoves Mad Cappa causing the crowd to boo. The Mad Cappa shoves PRL causing the crowd to cheer. Jesse: HERE WE GO! PRL and The Mad Cappa trash talk each other one more time, and then lock up. (CLIP) PRL goes for a dropkick, but Cappa holds onto the ropes. The Mad Cappa picks up PRL and whips him into the ropes. He kicks Lightning in the gut, and goes for the BUST A CAP, which causes the crowd to cheer. However, PRL escapes, and shoves Mad Cappa to the ropes. The Mad Cappa hits a flying clothesline on PRL causing the crowd to pop loudly. (CLIP) The crowd is buzzing as TMC trashtalks PRL and heads to the top rope. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation as Mad Cappa leaps off the top rope with a Top Rope Legdrop that connects on PRL. The crowd cheers. Jesse: That is one of PRL’s signature moves! The Mad Cappa stole it from him! (CLIP) PRL whips The Mad Cappa into a turnbuckle. Cappa hits the turnbuckle sternum first causing the crowd to groan. JR: BAWD GAWD~! THE IMPACT! (CLIP) Puerto Rican Lightning whips Mad Cappa into another turnbuckle. He hits it backfirst, causing the crowd to groan again. Cappa holds his back in pain, when PRL runs towards Cappa and hits him with a Stinger Splash. (CLIP) Mad Cappa runs to the ropes and bumps into PRL sending him flying on the barricade to a loud pop. (CLIP) Lightning runs, with fear in his face. He screams for Cappa to get away from him. The Mad Cappa curses PRL out with a look of anger on his face. They continue the chase around the ring, when Mr. Boricua comes out of nowhere and brings Cappa down with a giant clothesline. (CLIP) The Mad Cappa holds onto the arm-wringer with PRL yelling in pain. He punches the arm and then shoves PRL into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline, but PRL ducks, and brings Cappa down with an Edge-O-Matic. He goes for the cover. 1… 2… THE MAD CAPPA KICKS OUT AT 2. PRL grabs Cappa and chokes him with his hands. He then grabs Cappa by his hair and chokes him on the ring ropes. (CLIP) Moonsault onto The Mad Cappa. (CLIP!) Jesse: I tell ya, we are just seconds away from The Mad Cappa’s career coming to an end, Jim Ross. Just seconds away. This is all going to end at really, really soon. PRL trashtalks Cappa and slaps him. The crowd boos. JR: What a sign of disrespect! (CLIP ALERT!) PRL follows with a drop toehold that sends Cappa’s throat onto the second rope. Cappa coughs as the crowd stands up. (CLIP ALERT!) PRL yells out “7-8-7!” Tha Puerto Rican heads to the ropes, runs, and hits the 7-8-7 on The Mad Cappa. (CLIP ALERT!) The Mad Cappa punches PRL. He Irish whips him into a turnbuckle. However, PRL reverses. However Cappa reverses, and sends PRL, backfirst out of the ring, flipping over the top rope onto the floor. The crowd “Aahhhhhsssss.” Some chant “HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!” JR: BAWD GAWD what an incredible move! PRL must be hurt. (CLIP ALERT!) The Mad Cappa slowly gets up again. The crowd is going crazy. Cappa picks up P.R. and places him between his legs. He lifts Puerto Rican Lightning up…and brings him down with a Cappabomb to a loud pop. JR: CAPPABOMB! CAPPABOMB! CAPPABOMB! THE MAD CAPPA PLANTS PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING WITH A CAPPABOMB! (CLIP ALERT!) The Mad Cappa grabs PRL and brings down on the announcer’s table. He grabs Jesse “The Body” Ventura’s water bottle and drinks from it. He then spits the water back at PRL, causing the crowd to pop loudly. JR: And now a bit of karmic revenge on the part of Mad Cappa! Jesse: That was a $5.00 water bottle you idiot! The Mad Cappa gets the crowd hyped up. PRL stands dazed and confused. Cappa grabs PRL and tries to suplex him. However, PRL holds on. Cappa tries again, but PRL refuses to move. Finally, Cappa tries once more, however, P.R. reverses and gives TMC a suplex through the IntenseZone announcer’s table to a pop. JR: MY GOD! MY GOD! THE MAD CAPPA IS BROKEN IN HALF! (CLIP) Cappa barely stands up, but PRL places the ringbell on top of Cappa’s face, and slams the hammer on it, making a loud *DING* sound. Cappa falls on one knee. The crowd boos. (CLIP) Puerto Rican Lightning sneers at Cappa, and saids “FUCK YOU!” He then leaps off the top rope…with a shooting star press. And it connects on The Mad Cappa. (CLIP) PRL hits the Lightning Strike on The Mad Cappa. (CLIP) Puerto Rican Lightning bounces off the ropes, leaps over The Mad Cappa, bounces off the other ropes, and does several middle fingers directed to Cappa. He hits the Puerto Rico Elbow on The Mad Cappa to a loud face pop. (CLIP) The crowd is at a fever pitch as the Walls of Cappa is still being applied. JR: THE TITLE IS SLIPPING AWAY FROM HIS HANDS! PRL COULD FEEL THE PUERTO RICAN TITLE SLIP AWAY FROM HIS HANDS! (CLIP) However, PRL reverses, and whips Cappa into the turnbuckle. But, The Mad Cappa climbs up to the top rope, and does a side swinging moonsault onto PRL to a loud pop. He covers Puerto Rican Lightning. 1…. 2… THRE---NO!!! PRL’s right foot is on the bottom rope. JR: That was NOT the finish. (CLIP) JR: SHARPSHOOTER! SHARPSHOOTER! SHARPSHOOTER! SHARPSHOOTER! THA PUERTO RICAN HAS APPLIED THE SHARPSHOOTER ON THE MAD CAPPA! (CLIP) The Mad Cappa struggles, groaning, and straining, but his left hand grabs the bottom rope to loud cheers. (CLIP) PRL kicks The Mad Cappa in the gut, puts him between his legs, hooks his arms, and gives him the Annexation of Puerto Rico. (CLIP) The Mad Cappa kicks PRL in the stomach. The Mad Cappa then delivers the P.R. Nightmare on Puerto Rican Lightning to a loud pop. JR: AND NOW THIS! THE MAD CAPPA HITS PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING WITH THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! HIS OWN FINISHING MOVE WAS USED AGAINST HIM! I DON’T BELIEVE IT! THIS MATCH HAS TURNED BRUTAL! YOU NEVER KNOW WHO IS GOING TO WIN! (CLIP) PRL Irish whips The Mad Cappa to the ropes, kicks Mad Cappa in the stomach, and gives Cappa the Cappa Killa to a loud pop. JR: THE BUST A CAP! PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING HAS HIT THE MAD CAPPA WITH HIS OWN FINISHING MOVE, THE BUST A CAP! (CLIP) He is dizzy, but PRL takes advantage, laughing as he runs towards The Mad Cappa and kicks him in the face with his right foot delivering the Sweet Chin Music to loud boos. (CLIP) PRL laughs evilly and when Cappa turns around, he kicks him in the gut…and delivers the P.R. Nightmare on Mad Cappa. JR: THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! THE P.R. NIGHTMARE CONNECTS! PRL HAS HIT THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! A MOVE THAT FEW HAVE KICKED OUT OF! Jesse: HE HIT IT! AND HERE YOU THOUGHT PRL WOULD NOT HIT IT! NOW HE IS THIS CLOSE TO ENDING THE MAD CAPPA’S CAREER! ALL HE HAS TO DO IS COVER CAPPA AND THIS WILL ALL BE OVER! THIS IS WONDERFUL! THIS IS GREAT NEWS FOR THE LIGHTNING CREW! THIS IS GREAT NEWS FOR PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING! HE IS GOING TO KEEP HIS PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP AND RETIRE THE MAD CAPPA!!! HA! HA! JR: THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT! THIS HAS GOT TO BE OVER! IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO KICK OUT OF THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! THERE IS NOTHING LEFT! The crowd boos loudly. PRL smiles and laughs evilly. The Lightning Crew cheer while the IntenseZone wrestlers all are sad. Jesse: Break out the champagne bottles, because it is time to celebrate. The Mad Cappa’s career is over! He is GONE from the OaOasT! Puerto Rican Lightning covers The Mad Cappa. The referee counts. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2 2/4 2 ¾ 2.9999999999999999999999 Jesse: Here it comes! 3-----THE MAD CAPPA KICKS OUT!!! The crowd explodes with cheers. The Lightning Crew are shocked. Puerto Rican Lightning holds his head saying “NO! IT CAN’T BE TRUE!” The IntenseZone wrestlers cheer loudly as the crowd chants “MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA!” JR: BAWD GAWD, I DON’T BELIEVE IT! THE MAD CAPPA HAS KICKED OUT OF THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! NO ONE BUT “SHOOTER” JAY DARRING HAS DONE THAT BEFORE!!! Jesse: NO WAY! HOW DID THE MAD CAPPA KICK OUT OF THE P.R. NIGHTMARE?!!! THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!!! JR: AND LOOK AT THE LOOK OF PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING’S FACE! HE DOESN’T BELIEVE IT! THA PUERTO RICAN IS PROBALBY THINKING “WHAT THE HELL IS IT GOING TO TAKE NOW TO BEAT MAD CAPPA?” HE HAS DONE EVERY MOVE HE CAN THINK OF AND THE MAD CAPPA STILL WON’T LAY DOWN! (CLIP) Lightning exits the ring again and punches Cappa in the face. He then places Cappa’s neck on the barricade and laughs along with The Lightning Crew. JR: PRL is going to do it again! He’s going to crush Cappa’s larynx once again! He is going to retire The Mad Cappa that way! There’s no way he can come back from two crushed larynx. His larynx was surgically repaired; I don’t think it can handle this. Jesse: This is a great idea. What better way to retire The Mad Cappa than this? Now, there is no turning back. And who is going to stop this? Tell me? No one. JR: WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE STOP THIS! PRL MUST NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS! HE CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO DO THIS! SOMEONE PUT AN END TO THIS TRAVESTY! PRL CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO DO THIS ONCE AGAIN! ONCE WAS EVIL ENOUGH! PRL IS PSYCHOTIC TO BE DOING THIS AGAIN! (CLIP) PRL gets a psychotic look on his face. He climbs to the top rope and prepares to hit The Mad Cappa with the ringbell. PRL laughs evilly and sneers at Cappa. He waves good-bye as he kneels down and gets ready to attack. Suddenly, the crowds boos become loud cheers and become even louder because Lauren Gellar comes out through the entrance…with ZACK MALIBU right behind her. JR: IT’S ZACK MALIBU! LAUREN WENT TO GET ZACK MALIBU! (CLIP ALERT!) Zack runs to the ring and grabs the ringbell. PRL notices and freaks out. He tries to pull the ringbell back, but Malibu fights him off and jumps off the ring apron with the ringbell in his arms. The crowd cheers loudly. JR: ZACK MALIBU HAS JUST TAKEN THE RINGBELL FROM PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING! Malibu walks to the entrance, but bumps into Mr. Boricua. Mr. Boricua punches Zack several times, but Zack comes back with lefts and rights, and then hits Mr. Boricua with the ringbell. Boricua staggers but still stands. The crowd is going crazy as Vitamin X hits Malibu in the back. Zack drops the ringbell, and tries to fight off Boricua and Vitamin X, but “Shooter” Jay Darring spears Vitamin X onto the floor and fights with him. Cuban Wall runs in and beats on Jay, but K-NESS gets up from his seat to fight Wall. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez joins in, and so does Lauren Gellar. PROTOTYPE: The PERFECT Lightning Crew Member joins in the brawl, and is followed by The Shuffle, who is followed by Thomas Rodriguez, who is followed by Blurricane. Spanish Fly joins in the brawl, followed by Y2Jailbait. Reject joins on the brawl, and then Spider-Poet runs out. Judas then follows and beats on Colombian Heat. Soon, The Lightning Crew, the IntenseZone babyfaces, and Zack Malibu are all brawling in the ringside area while Puerto Rican Lightning throws The Mad Cappa into the ring. The referee tries to calm everything down there with the crowd going crazy the entire time. JR: CHAOS~! TOTAL, TOTAL CHAOS! THE RINGSIDE AREA IS FILLED WITH INTENSEZONE AND LIGHTNING CREW MEMBERS, AND ZACK MALIBU IS IN THE MIDDLE OF IT ALL! (CLIP) Colombian Heat slowly enters the ring with a steel chair in hand. He whistles and looks around suspiciously. The Mad Cappa is still trying to get up. PRL laughs evilly as he orders Colombian Heat to hit Cappa with the chair. Jesse: Now it seems like Colombian Heat is going to help end The Mad Cappa’s career! He’s going to hit him with the chair! (CLIP) The crowd is still hot, as Colombian Heat gets ready. The Mad Cappa gets up, and tries not to fall. He is dazed, dizzy, and tired. Colombian Heat smiles evilly and then charges at Cappa with the chair. He swings the chair at Mad Cappa, but Cappa notices it, and ducks…and the chair hits Puerto Rican Lightning instead to a giant pop. JR: AND OH MY!!! OH MY!!! THE CHAIR HIT PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING!!! THAT CHAIR WHICH WAS MEANT TO HIT THE MAD CAPPA, ACCIDENTALLY HIT PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING!!! Jesse: Heat! You idiot! What the hell did you just do? You aimed for the wrong person? Don’t you know who your leader is by now?!!! You’re not that stupid are you? Colombian Heat stands in shock at what he just did. He still holds the chair, and apologizes to PRL, who is now dizzy. He keeps saying, “I’m sorry, G. I’m sorry.” The Mad Cappa gives Colombian Heat the BUST A CAP to a loud pop, sending him out of the ring with the chair. The crowd is still going crazy when The Lightning Crew all stand on the ring apron. The Mad Cappa takes them all down with one punch. One punch for Cuban Wall. One punch for Thomas Rodriguez. One punch for PROTOTYPE: The PERFECT Lightning Crew Member. One punch for Spanish Fly. One punch for Vitamin X. One punch for Mr. Boricua. JR: The Mad Cappa has just knocked out all the members of The Lightning Crew with one punch! The referees have stopped this brawl! THE LIGHTNING CREW ARE ALL OVER THE RING IN PIECES! (CLIP) Cappa grabs his head with his hands, and brings him down with a jawbreaker variation-BUST A CAP. JR: BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP! THE MAD CAPPA HAS HIT THE BUST A CAP!!! IT’S ALL OVER!!! IT’S ALL OVER!!! IT’S ALL OVER!!! Puerto Rican Lightning does a Rock-like oversell of the Stone Cold Stunner. PRL backflips twice and then gets ups, and Flair Flops back down. PRL acts like he is in a seizure as The Mad Cappa smiles and covers Puerto Rican Lightning. Mr. Boricua tries to get into the ring, but Zack Malibu stops him. JR: COVER HIM! COVER HIM! COVER HIM!!! IT’S GOING TO END!!! The Mad Cappa covers Puerto Rican Lightning. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2 2/4 2 ¾ 2.99999999999999999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (28:59) JR: MAD CAPPA! MAD CAPPA! MAD CAPPA! MAD CAPPA! Jesse: NOW THIS IS NOT FAIR! THIS IS NOT FAIR AT ALL! JR: THE MAD CAPPA WINS!!! THE MAD CAPPA WINS!!! THE MAD CAPPA FINALLY DEFEATS PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING!!! THA PUERTO RICAN HAS FINALLY GOT HIS COMEUPPANCE!!! PRL HAS GOT WHAT HE DESERVED!!! Jesse: THIS WAS A MISCARRIAGE OF JUSTICE! COLOMBIAN HEAT CAUSED THIS TO HAPPEN! HIS MISTAKE LED TO THE MAD CAPPA WINNING! THE REFEREE DIDN’T NOTICE THAT! THE MAD CAPPA USED THAT TO HIS ADVANTAGE! THE BUST A CAP WAS JUST A FINISHING TOUCH! BUT THE CHAIRSHOT WAS THE ONE THING RESPONSIBLE AND NOW PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING IS NO LONGER THE OAOAST PUERTO RICAN CHAMPION!!! Michael Buffer: The winner of this contest, and NEW One And Only AngleSault Thread Puerto Rican Champion…THE MADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD CAPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! ::”Let Me Clear My Throat (Old School Reunion Mix)” by DJ Kool starts playing. The crowd EXPLODES with cheers and confetti as the camera cuts to a close-up of Puerto Rican Lightning lying on the mat unconscious. Zack Malibu jumps up and down and smiles, raising his fists to Mad Cappa in a sign of respect. The Lightning Crew all start to realize what has happened and are not happy. The Mad Cappa smiles a wide smile in the middle of the ring and the referee raises his arms in victory.:: JR: WHAT A VICTORY!!! THE MAD CAPPA’S CAREER IS STILL GOING!!! THA PUERTO RICAN IS BELTLESS!!! THE MAD CAPPA IS NOW THE NEW OAOAST PUERTO RICAN CHAMPION!!! WHAT A MATCH!!! WHAT A VICTORY!!! WHAT A VICTORY NOT JUST FOR THE MAD CAPPA, BUT FOR INTENSEZONE, THE FANS, AND THE OAOAST!!! WHAT A NIGHT!!! WHAT AN ANGLEMANIA III, AND NOW ANOTHER CLASSIC MATCH ADDED TO TONIGHT’S CARD!!! WHAT A MEMORABLE MATCH!!!A RIVALRY RENEWED We're brought to the arena parking garage, where Mackenzie DeCenzo, outfitted in lean black pants and a white dress shirt, reclines in a black BMW convertible, intently thumbing through a catalouge. This moment of peace is quickly shattered, by Alix Maria Spezia, who approaches from off camera, holding an oversized pink and gold giftbox. Wearing, a purple stripped abercrombie polo, and heavily flared jeans, Alix leaps into the passenger seat. ALIX Hey-ya, honey bunches of oats! MACKENZIE Oh, there you are. Hi! ALIX Whatchya doin? Writin dirty words in the crossword puzzle? Because I am so about getting my eighth grade humor on right now. MACKENZIE Actually, I'm trying to get back into Moneymaker's good graces by buying his great uncle a present for him. A congratulations for sentencing his fiftieth man to death. What should I get? ALIX Well, nothing says cruel and unusual punishment like a ticket to a Jennifer Lopez concert, that's for sure. But, hey, speaking of presents, my mom and I would laugh at Uncle Hector when he used to go back down to Mexico to hunt. But we weren't laughing next morning when we found him passed out on the couch with some coked up fifteen year old whore he picked up in the barrio. Speaking of underage hookers, I have presents! Alix scrounges a dingy looking necklace, who's beads seemed to be made up of kibbles and bits, from her pocket. Oblivious to Mackenzie's disturbed reaction, Alix shoves the unwanted present in her lover's hands. MACKENZIE (dumbfounded) Oh, Alix, its such a..such a..such a necklace. Yes such a necklace. Such a necklace. Indeed. Most definitely a necklace. ALIX I know, right! And isn't it so bitchin how they painted the bat poop to look like little rubys and emeralds? I bought it off transvestite dressed as June Carter Cash. Yeah, she was raising money for her grand-ol-opry ration. MACKENZIE (tucking the necklace away in her purse, without intention of ever bringing it back out) Always glad to be of service to a good cause! ALIX That's the Christmas spirit, a spirit which I'm forever barred from getting into, 'cause of the whole mistaking the nuns who came over my house in twelfth grade for a toys for tots drive as a really cleverly disguised stripo-o-gam. But, you toss 'em a few margaritas, and you'd swear they were ready for all night orgies at the convent. Anywho, I got, more presents! Without waiting for a prompt for Mackenzie, Alix slams the large box onto the blond's lap. Somewhat apprehensive by her unusual girlfriend's generosity, Mackenzie smiles nervously. MACKENZIE Alix, you shouldn't have! (Mackenzie opens the present.) Ah, at the risk of sounding cliché, you really shouldn't have! The camera pans down to show a baby ferret crawling around in the box. MACKENZIE Baby, I think you're supposed to kill and skin the animal before you turn it into a scarf. Not to worry, I'm sure if we give CPA an issue of Elle, he can bludgeon it to death in a few minutes. ALIX You're so crazy, I think I wanna have yo baby. But I can't because we both have girl parts! Too bad so sad! But Its not a scarf, silly girl its a pet! MACKENZIE A pet? ALIX Didn't ya have one when you were a little tiny Mackie? MACKENZIE I had a Barbie. But she had nicer roots then me, so I ripped off her legs, and slowly tortured her in the eazy bake oven. Tell me, what is this pet thing? ALIX The things we have to keep locked in the basement because of Uncle Hector's touchey feeley problem. Also any domesticated or tamed animal that is kept for purposes of companionship and cared for with tender affection. MACKENZIE Alix, I had no idea you were so, well, so verbose with your vocabulary. ALIX Yeaaaah, I kinda mistook Christian's dictionary for a Juggs magazine. MACKENZIE (holding the tiny animal in front of her face, and eying it with curiosity) Hmmmm. So I house, and feed this animal, without any intention of wearing and or eating it? ALIX Correcto-mundo, babe! Shrugging her shoulders at this revolutionary idea, Mackenzie sits the animal on her lap. MACKENZIE It kind of looks like Ned. ALIX Mackie, no, it can tell when you're insulting it! If you don't like it I can always seduce Christian Wright and stuff it down his pants. Its even funnier the fourth time ya do it! MACKENZIE I bet it is, darling. Um, you know what, I'm thinking of keeping the little guy... ALIX Really? You don't have to do that to make me happy! Your legs are so nice, that your personality doesn't really matter to me. MACKENZIE No, its a very sweet gesture, and I very much want to keep it. Now, I know your birthday is this Saturday, and we have a very special evening planned. ALIX Whoo-hoo, cherry flavored edible panties, fat free strawberry motion lotion, and five pounds of vanilla icing with rainbow sprinkles! Yummy! Hint if you're planning on paying a v-i-s-i-t to the OBGYN, make sure ya get totally sprinkle free, 'cause those dudes talk, and that's the last thing ya wanna see on VH1's Top 40 most humiliating celebrity moments. MACKENZIE I was thinking more along the lines of reservations at The Ivy, a cherry parfait, and then cherry flavored edible panties, and all the other things I had to send CPA out to buy lest my pristine reputation be soiled. But, for an early birthday gift, I'm gonna say goodbye for now and you my dear are going to spend a little time in The Enterprise dressing room. Show them you're not the disruptive presence they all think you are. Really try and befriend Christian, if you can. Alix is more then a little shocked at this suggestion. ALIX Holy inappropriately timed erections Batman! You suck at presents! Are you trying to skip purgatory and ship me on the express train to hell? No way Josie! No means no, unless we're in the BDSM room in which no means yes but without the whip. Did I tell you I'm building a BDSM room? We're both aneroxics, why do we need a kitchen? Like, anyway, Mackie, no way, they all hate me and want me to die! MACKENZIE How do you know that? ALIX Because Simon said they all hate me and want me to die. Mackenzie sighs and soothingly rubs Alix's shoulders. MACKENZIE I know, its been a little rocky, and everyone's tempers have kind of gone crazy. But, I've got a solve this terrible situation somehow, and short of leaving The Enterprise altogether, which I can't do, because I have to earn money to support myself, the only way I can think to do it is to try and make peace somewhere. I don't know how, though. Or if I even can. Mackenzie trails off to compose her thoughts. MACKENZIE But, you're right, its not gonna work that way. Forget it. They hate you right now. And for that I can almost hate them. But, I promise you they won't ever hurt you. Believe me. As long as you're with me, you're safe. I'll work this mess out, Alix. I'll make things right one way or another. Satisfied with Mackenzie's assurances, Alix's nods enthusiastically. ALIX Real recognize real, and real niggas don't speak! MACKENZIE What does that have to do with anything, baby? ALIX Nothing, really, just always wanted to say niggas. And with camera all around us, and hundreds of thousands of viewers watching our every move, I figured now was as good a time as any! Anyhoot, I gotta gets da steppin, 'cause the voices in my head are telling me to set the arena on fire. Wish me luck! MACKENZIE !!!! ALIX I'm kidding! Duh! They're only telling me to set Josh Matthews on fire. Escalater! Alix gives Mackenzie a quick peck on the lips, and pets the baby ferret on the head. She then runs off to presumably give the little used interview personality third degree burns. And HeldDOWN fades into oblivion at least until someone else submits a segment. The camera cuts to The Lightning Crew dressing room where Stephen Joseph Popick is standing with The Mad Cappa. The crowd boos loudly. Popick is wearing a white dress shirt, a gray sports jacket, a gold chain around his neck, his eyeglasses, a watch on his right wrist, beige pants with a leather belt, and black dress shoes. He holds the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt over his left shoulder. Popick paces back and forth while Cappa just stands still. STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK All right. Tonight is a big night for you. This--this is it. This is what you've been waiting for. This is the night you've been looking forward to since March 10, 2003. This is the day you've been dreaming about these past four years. This is the night you get rid of Tha Puerto Rican forever! The night where you rid the OAOAST of The P.R. Menace PERMANATELY! The night where you do all of us a favour and take out Tha Puerto Rican for good. Now, I want you to remember. Remember...all the rotten things that PRL has done to you. I want you to remember all the lying, cheating, backstabbing he has pulled on you and other people! I want you to remember all the viciousness, all the hatred, all the RAGE you feel towards him! I want you to remember the night of May 27, 2003. The night he CRUSHED your larynx! The night he nearly ended your career! The night he put you in a hospital for three months and doctors told you you would never wrestle again! I WANT YOU TO REMEMBER ALL THE ANGER, ALL THE RAGE YOU FELT BECAUSE ONE MAN, JUST ONE MAN, NEARLY TOOK YOUR WRESTLING CAREER AWAY FROM YOU! I WANT YOU TO REMEMBER ALL OF THAT-- THE MAD CAPPA I REMEMBER POPICK! I remember! I remember. Oh boy do I remember! I remember each and every time Tha Puerto Rican and I crossed paths. I remember every little detail, no matter how insignificant it might be. I remember. I remember because that man has made my life a living hell for the past four years! Everywhere I go, when people talk about me, they talk about HIM. They talk about how our matches made BOTH of our careers. How I am somehow interwined with Tha Puerto Rican now and forever. I can't escape it. No matter what I do, or who I fight, or what I accomplished, the one thing people always seem to remember the most about me are my matches with PRL. Well, if that's the way it's gotta be, then that's the way it's gotta be. If these people only want to remember my matches with PRL, then I'll give them one hell of a memory tonight! Yeah, I'm going to make sure that this is the absolute last time Tha Puerto Rican and I will EVER have a match against each other! The last time EVER. As in, never again! Why? Because tonight is the night where I END THA PUERTO RICAN'S CAREER ONCE AND FOR ALL! POPICK That's exactly the kind of talk I like to hear! Now, go out there, kick Tha Puerto Rican's candy ass, and get one in the 'W' column. Remember, you're not just representing yourself, you're not just representing The Lightning Crew, you're representing me. And I don't like to be represented by losers. I just recently kicked a loser out from my group. I don't want to have to do it again. So don't disappoint me, Cappa, all right? Because if I'm disappointed...well...well then you won't like me very much tomorrow. CAPPA I will not let you down, Popick. You can count on me. I will get the job done tonight. I promise you. POPICK Good. Good. I hope you're right. Don't disappoint me. The Mad Cappa nods his head. He turns to walk away, but his left arm is grabbed by Popick. POPICK I mean it. Do. Not. Disappoint. Me. The Mad Cappa looks worried for a second. But he quickly shakes it off. He nods his head again. Popick has an evil grin on his face. Cappa opens the door to The Lightning Crew dressing room and exits the room. Popick chuckles and follows him. The crowd boos loudly. POPICK WOO! Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST THE YEAR OF LIVING ANGLELOUSLY APRIL 25, 2004::The camera cuts to Colombian Heat applauding in the ring. He yells out “That’s my boy! That’s my boy!” The crowd chants "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" until finally, Tha Puerto Rican steps through the fog and smoke and the flickering lights, and smiles evilly. The crowd boos P.R. loudly, although some are actually cheering. The crowd is chanting "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" but P.R. does not listen. The crowd explodes with boos. Tha Puerto Rican shows the OaOasT Puerto Rican Championship belt to the crowd. He laughs and then walks to the ring while Colombian Heat applauds P.R..:: COLE: There is Tha Puerto Rican with THE MAD CAPPA’S Puerto Rican Title belt! That belt does not belong to him. It belongs to the actual Puerto Rican Champion, The Mad Cappa. He won that belt at AngleMania III on March 28, 2004 and as a result, that belt is his property. CABOOSE: You know what they say. Possession is 9/10s of the law. And look whose shoulder it’s laying off of. COLE: Remember the rules, if The Mad Cappa hits Colombian Heat in any part of his body, or even looks at him funny, he will be disqualified and the belt will return to Tha Puerto Rican. Talk about stupid rules. What a screwjob by Vitamin X. (CLIP) COLE: Well, how about that! The Mad Cappa has a new Puerto Rican Championship belt made to replace the one P.R. made! CABOOSE: WHAT? NO! NO! THAT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! WHY? COACH: The Mad Cappa made lemonade out of lemons! Instead of moping around about losing the Puerto Rican Championship belt, he went out and made a new and BETTER one! That was a great idea on Cappa’s part! (CLIP) The Mad Cappa and Tha Puerto Rican engage in a slugfest in the middle of the ring with the crowd going crazy the entire time. COLE: CAPPA AND P.R. GOING AT IT ONCE AGAIN! REMEMBER! NO HOLDS BARRED! ANYTHING GOES! THERE MUST BE A WINNER IN THIS CONTEST! The Mad Cappa gets the better of Tha Puerto Rican, and punches him in the face several times, leading him to the turnbuckle. Cappa flips off Tha Puerto Rican and Irish Whips him into a turnbuckle. P.R. does a Flair Flip onto the ring apron. The Mad Cappa continues the assault by clotheslining P.R. The crowd pops loudly as Cappa, furious, grabs P.R. by his dreadlocks and throws him back into the ring. (CLIP) P.R. kicks Cappa in the face and trash talks him at the same time. P.R. heads to the ropes…and does a Five Knuckle Shuffle onto Cappa. (CLIP) Cappa whips P.R. to the ropes. Cappa puts his head down, so P.R. grabs him and gives him a Dangerous DDT causing the crowd to groan. COLE: OH MY! CABOOSE: HA! HA! (CLIP) [PRL] brings [The Mad Cappa] down with the spinning wheel kick. He picks up Cappa and slaps him in the face. (CLIP) P.R. leaps over the top rope and onto The Mad Cappa with a springboard Shooting Star Press. COLE: AND THA PUERTO RICAN STRIKES AGAIN! WHAT A MOVE! WHAT AN INCREDIBLE MOVE! (CLIP!) Tha Puerto Rican continues dragging Cappa into the area next to the entrance. P.R. slams Cappa’s head into a barricade. He then grabs a fire extinguisher and smashes Cappa’s head with it. The crowd boos loudly as Colombian Heat tries to get P.R. back into the ring. P.R. Heat and sneers at the crowd. (CLIP!) P.R. reverses, and Cappa smashes his face against one of the pillars at the entrance causing it to fall, walking into a Russian Legsweep by Tha Puerto Rican. P.R. drops several elbows into Cappa’s chest. (CLIP ALERT!) Tha Puerto Rican takes a cable wire and chokes Cappa with it. Cappa struggles to breathe as the crowd chants “MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA!” Colombian Heat tries to stop P.R., but P.R. continues choking Cappa out. He stops and then picks up Cappa once again. P.R. puts Cappa in position for a vertical suplex. Tha Puerto Rican tries to lift Cappa up, but Cappa holds on. P.R. tries again, but The Mad Cappa lifts P.R. up for a vertical suplex of his own. The crowd cheers. (CLIP ALERT!) Cappa whips P.R. into the entranceway. P.R. smacks his face against one of the pillars in the entrance causing it to fall. And The Mad Cappa is continuing the assault! (CLIP ALERT!) Cappa leaps off the giant suitcase with a missile dropkick. But P.R. moves out of the way and Cappa hits the floor causing the crowd to groan. (CLIP ALERT!) The crowd is chanting “CAP-PA! CAP-PA! CAP-PA! CAP-PA!” as Cappa trash talks P.R. and whips him into the stairs. The crowd groans as Tha Puerto Rican hits the staircase, his right elbow getting most of the impact. (CLIP ALERT!) Colombian Heat shoves The Mad Cappa to loud boos. He then shoves him again. The crowd stands up as Cappa tries to control his temper. COLE: Now come on! What kind of referee is that? What kind of referee shoves the wrestlers? CABOOSE: Hey. Heat is just keeping order by any means necessary. COLE: He is goading Cappa. He is trying to make him lose his temper so that P.R. can win the Puerto Rican Championship! Colombian Heat slaps The Mad Cappa. The crowd does a collective “OOOOOHHHHH!!!” Cappa’s face is now furious. Colombian Heat reminds him that he cannot hit him at all or be disqualified. The crowd stands up wondering what The Mad Cappa is going to do. Cappa’s face is now red as Heat tries to goad him into hitting him. Cappa holds onto the ropes, with his face red with rage. COLE: Now what kind of referee is THAT? He just SLAPPED him right in the face! He is flat out trying to make The Mad Cappa hit him just so he can disqualify him. CABOOSE: Colombian Heat is a great man. Sacrificing himself for the betterment of his friend. Sacrificing himself so P.R. can be happy. What a great friend Heat is. What a great best friend he is! Heat jaws with Cappa; meanwhile Tha Puerto Rican is up. He charges towards Cappa, but Cappa sees this, and flips Tha Puerto Rican over the top rope and onto the floor. COLE: AND OH MY! WHAT AN INCREDIBLE MOVE! GREAT TIMING BY THE MAD CAPPA! HE FLIPPED THA PUERTO RICAN OVER THE TOP ROPE JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME! CABOOSE: NOOOOOO!!! COACH: THE MAD CAPPA JUST SENT THA PUERTO RICAN TO ANOTHER TIME ZONE! CABOOSE: THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH! The Mad Cappa exits the ring. Tha Puerto Rican is in pain, lying on the mat, breathing hard. Colombian Heat orders Cappa to get back into the ring, but Cappa refuses to listen. Just as P.R. gets up, Cappa grabs him from behind and gives him a reverse DDT onto the floor. COLE: And The Mad Cappa follows with a reverse DDT that almost knocked the life out of Tha Puerto Rican! The crowd chants “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” Cappa picks up P.R., but P.R. lowblows Cappa. Tha Puerto Rican grabs Mad Cappa, and brings him down with the Latin Slam on the floor. The crowd boos. P.R. and Cappa lie on the floor in pain. (CLIP ALERT!) Colombian Heat grabs the chair and takes it away from Cappa. Heat tosses the chair to Tha Puerto Rican, causing the crowd to boo louder. (CLIP) P.R. smashes the chair across the back of The Mad Cappa. The crowd groans. P.R. slams the chair across the back of The Mad Cappa once again. He laughs evilly and throws the chair away grabbing TMC and punching him in the face. (CLIP) THA PUERTO RICAN: This is the P.R.-CAM NOW! I’m Tha Puerto Rican, Bitch! Welcome to my show! CABOOSE: THA PUERTO RICAN IS USING THAT CAMERA! THIS IS GREAT! Tha Puerto Rican gets on top of the announcer’s table with the camera in his right arm. He films The Mad Cappa lying on the announcer’s table. Colombian Heat takes one of the monitors and shows P.R. exactly what he is filming. P.R. spits on Mad Cappa’s face. Heat laughs evilly. THA PUERTO RICAN (while filming The Mad Cappa and talking like the Crocodile Hunter): Crockey! What you bloats are seeing is The Maddus Cappius Trashius. Also known as The Mad Cappa: The Biggest Piece of Trash on the Face of the Earth! He is only one of kind, folks, and is the weakest animal in the jungle. CABOOSE: HA! HA! P.R. IS The Crocodile Hunter! P.R. (talking normal): CRAPPA, You SUCK, pal! You are pathetic. HA! HA! Look at you. Weak. You are nothing, Cappa. NOTHING! NOTHING! CRAPPA. CRAPPA, I HATE YOU MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW! LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT I THINK OF YOU!!! P.R. gives The Mad Cappa the middle finger to boos. Cappa is still lying on the announcer’s table. P.R.: YOU CAN TAKE THIS TO HELL WITH YOU, COMPLIMENTS OF THA PUERTO RICAN! Tha Puerto Rican films the crowd. The fans all mug for the camera, going crazy, cheering. THA PUERTO RICAN (still filming): LOOK AT ALL THESE PIECES OF TRAILER PARK TRASH! WELL, AT LEAST YOU ARE WITH YOUR OWN KIND, CRAPPA! CABOOSE: UH…P.R.! COLE: PUT THAT CAMERA DOWN! CABOOSE: P.R. P.R.: CAPPA? P.R. films the announcer’s table, but instead of finding Cappa’s face lying on it, he finds Cappa’s legs standing up. CABOOSE: P.R.! LOOK OUT! THA PUERTO RICAN: Oh Poopie. Tha Puerto Rican films The Mad Cappa standing up and giving him two middle fingers. Cappa kicks P.R. in the stomach…and gives him the BUST A CAP through the announcer’s table with the camera still with Tha Puerto Rican. COLE: OH MY!!! WHAT A MOVE!!! ALL THIS CARNAGE!!! THE TABLE IS BROKEN!!! CAPPA WITH A BUST A CAP THROUGH THE TABLE!!! THAT’S THE FIRST TIME WE’VE EVER SEEN THAT DONE BY CAPPA!!! The Mad Cappa and Tha Puerto Rican lie in the wreckage of the announcer’s table. Cole, Coach, and Caboose are still standing up. Colombian Heat is still watching the match, amazed. He has a worried look on his face. The camera cuts to an instant replay of the BUST A CAP through the announcer’s table, but seen through the camera P.R. had. Mad Cappa grabs the camera and smashes it across P.R.’s face, breaking it. COLE: AND NOW THAT CAMERA IS BROKEN! CABOOSE: THAT’S A $1,000 CAMERA CRAPPA! YOU BETTER PAY FOR BREAKING IT USING YOUR OWN MONEY! ASSHOLE! (CLIP) P.R. stops and drops the Puerto Rico Elbow. But Cappa moves out of the way, and P.R. hits the canvas. COLE: And The Puerto Rico Elbow misses! That’s the first time that that has happened for Tha Puerto Rican! (CLIP) P.R. turns around, and gets kicked in the stomach. The Mad Cappa goes for the BUST A CAP…but P.R. shoves The Mad Cappa right into Colombian Heat knocking him to the canvas causing the crowd to boo. COLE: Cappa went for the BUST A CAP, and Tha Puerto Rican shot him off! CABOOSE: HE HIT COLOMBIAN HEAT! HE SHOULD BE DISQUALIFIED! HE HIT COLOMBIAN HEAT! HE SHOULD BE DISQUALIFIED! COACH: THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT! HE DIDN’T INTENTIONALLY HIT HIM! The Mad Cappa bounces falls to the mat along with Heat, who clutches his chin. Cappa bounces back up, and gets kicked in the stomach. Tha Puerto Rican gives The Mad Cappa the P.R. Nightmare to loud boos. COLE: THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! THA PUERTO RICAN HAS JUST GIVEN THE MAD CAPPA THE P.R. NIGHTMARE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN ON THE MAT BUT THA PUERTO RICAN HAS STRUCK, GIVING THE MAD CAPPA HIS FINISHING MOVE! COACH: BOTH MEN ARE DOWN ON THE MAT! CABOOSE: ALL P.R. HAS TO DO IS COVER MAD CAPPA AND HE WILL BE THE PUERTO RICAN CHAMPION FOR A THIRD TIME! COME ON, P.R.! DO IT! COVER! COVER THE MAD CRAPPA! COVER THE MAD CRAPPA! DO IT! 1! 2! 3! DO IT DAMNIT! (CLIP) 1… 2… 2 ½ 2 ¾ 2.999999999999999999999999999999 THREEEEEEEEEEE-------------KICK OUT!!!! COLE: YES!!! YES!!! THE MAD CAPPA KICKED OUT OF THE P.R. NIGHTMARE!!! AND COLOMBIAN HEAT CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!! Colombian Heat has a frustrated look on his face. He screams out loud and curses Mad Cappa. (CLIP) A hush silence falls over the crowd as The Mad Cappa gets up. P.R. continues flipping Cappa off, laughing evilly as Cappa turns around. Colombian Heat rushes towards The Mad Cappa with the old Puerto Rican Championship belt. The Mad Cappa ducks…and Colombian Heat hits Tha Puerto Rican with the old Puerto Rican Championship belt to loud cheers. COLE: COLOMBIAN HEAT HAS JUST KNOCKED OUT THA PUERTO RICAN WITH HIS PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP BELT! HEAT HAS JUST KNOCKED OUT HIS BEST FRIEND! NOW THE MAD CAPPA COVERS THA PUERTO RICAN! WILL COLOMBIAN HEAT COUNT THE PIN? WILL HE? The Mad Cappa covers Tha Puerto Rican. Colombian Heat counts with the crowd counting along. 1… 2… THR---Colombian Heat stops the count. Instead, Heat gives The Mad Cappa two middle fingers and yells out “FUCK YOU!!!” COLE: 3!!! 3!!! 3, DAMN YOU!!! COUNT THE THREE!!! The crowd explodes with loud boos and “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” chants. The Mad Cappa goes after Colombian Heat, but Heat runs out of the ring and into the entranceway. COACH: Colombian Heat will not count the 1-2-3! He went against his word. He swore to God that he would call the match down the middle, but he has lied to us all. What a screwjob! (CLIP) Suddenly, the crowd’s boos turn to cheers. OaOasT Director of Authority, ABE VIGODA appears with a piece of paper and a referee next to him. The fans pop loudly for the OaOasT D.O.A. and know that something good will happen since he has a referee with him. Abe Vigoda looks a little ticked off as he bumps into Colombian Heat in the entranceway. (CLIP) ABE VIGODA: Now, I know that I’m getting older, and I’m forgetting things, but I KNOW that I would remember something involving the OaOasT, and, I can’t remember signing the contract that said you would be the special guest referee. Or that Cappa could lose the Puerto Rican Championship if he hit you. COLOMBIAN HEAT: Well, you are old— VIGODA: And also, THIS isn’t even my signature! Points to an “Abe Vickgoda” on the contract.* And that isn’t how you spell my last name! ABE VICKGODA? That’s not my last name! There is no C or K in Vigoda. COLOMBIAN HEAT: What makes you so sure? VIGODA: Sonny, I’ve been signing my signature for more than 50 years. I think I would know how to spell my own name by now. I’m old, not stupid. COLOMBIAN HEAT: But--- D.O.A. VIGODA: So, the only explanation I can figure out, thanks to all my years of watching Matlock, is that you forged my signature onto the contract, after adding those damn stipulations. Then you went to the OaOasT Board of Directors, and, thinking that I Okayed it, made you the referee for the match, and Okayed the stipulations. HEAT: AAAHHHH! YOU CAUGHT ME! COLE: Heat lied to us all! VIGODA: So, this match WILL still go on, but YOU are no longer the referee! I have this young man as the referee here, Mark. REFEREE: Mike. VIGODA: Whatever. And he will go to the ring and count the 1-2-3. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to get back to my office and make sure this match ends the right way. Abe Vigoda goes to leave, but Colombian Heat pulls him back by his right arm and grabs the microphone. COLOMBIAN HEAT: You can’t do that, yo! I’M the referee. I’M the kid wearing the black and white shirt! I’M the man who has ref this match, so Youze better step off, G! Don’t make me bust a cap in your ass, cuz, I don’t care how old you are, you mess with P.R., you mess with me! VIGODA: Kid, I have no idea what the hell you just said. But you better let go, or else you will regret it. HEAT: And what are you gonna do, son? Huh? You gonna hit me? Huh? That’s what you gonna do? You gonna punch me in the face? HA! HA! HA! Yeah right. Go ahead and try. Come on. I dare ya. Come on old man. Hit me. Give me your best shot! HA! HA! Come on! I dare ya. Come on old man. Hit me. Hit me. Come on! I dare ya! Come on you old geezer. You old man. Come on. Go for it! HA! HA! ABE VIGODA: Okay. You asked for it. Colombian Heat points to his face, daring for Abe Vigoda to punch him in the face. Abe turns around, and winds up…and punches Colombian Heat straight in the nose, knocking him to the floor in one punch to a loud face pop. VIGODA: Heh. Still got it! Colombian Heat lies dizzy, in a daze on the floor. The crowd explodes with cheers. Tha Puerto Rican stands shocked in the ring. He screams out “NOOO!” Abe Vigoda leaves, while the referee enters the ring. P.R. is still shocked. COLE: ABE VIGODA HAS JUST HIT COLOMBIAN HEAT!!! AN 86-YEAR-OLD MAN HAS JUST HIT A 21-YEAR-OLD MAN RIGHT IN THE NOSE AND KNOCKED HIM OUT WITH ONE SHOT!!! CABOOSE: OH. THA PUERTO RICAN WILL NEVER LET COLOMBIAN HEAT LIVE THAT DOWN. COACH: ABE VIGODA HAS JUST GOTTEN THE BEST OF COLOMBIAN HEAT! AND NOW THIS MATCH HAS A FAIR AND UNBIASED REFEREE!!! CABOOSE: OH NO! OH NO! HEAT, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE? UGH. NO! NO! COLE: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! Tha Puerto Rican grabs his Puerto Rican Championship belt that is still in the ring. Cappa is up, so P.R. gets ready to hit him with the belt. P.R. jaws with the referee in the ring as he waits for Cappa to get up. Once Cappa gets up, P.R. goes to hit Cappa with the belt, however, Cappa ducks, and kicks Tha Puerto Rican in the stomach, does the “You Can’t See Me” hand gesture to a face pop, and gives him the BUST A CAP to a loud pop. COLE: BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP! CABOOSE: BUT P.R. IS STILL UP!!! Tha Puerto Rican bounces up from the BUST A CAP in a daze. He stumbles around the ring, dizzy. The crowd cheers as The Mad Cappa grabs Tha Puerto Rican’s Puerto Rican Championship belt, and wallops him with it in the face. The crowd cheers loudly. Cappa throws the belt aside, and covers Tha Puerto Rican. COLE: AND THAT’S THE EXCLAMATION POINT!!! CABOOSE: NO!!! NOT LIKE THIS!!! COACH: P.R. JUST GOT HIT WITH HIS PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP BELT!!!! AND NOW CAPPA IS COVERING HIM!!! CABOOSE: OH NO!!! The referee counts. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2 2/3 2 ¾ 2.9999999999999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (18:53) CABOOSE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! COLE: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! COACH: CAPPA DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MICHAEL BUFFER: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match, and STILL One And Only AngleSault Thread Puerto Rican Champion, THE MADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD CAPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! ::”Let Me Clear My Throat (Old School Reunion Mix)” by DJ Kool begins playing. The referee raises the hands of The Mad Cappa to loud cheers. The crowd chants “MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA!” The Mad Cappa smiles a wide smile as Tha Puerto Rican lies on the mat. Colombian Heat is still lying in the entranceway. The referee gives The Mad Cappa P.R.’s Puerto Rican Championship belt. Cappa smiles, but then tells the ref he wants the new Puerto Rican Championship belt. The ref obliges and hands over the new title belt to Cappa. P.R. struggles to get up as The Mad Cappa now has both the old and new versions of the Puerto Rican Championship belt. Cappa dances with both belts in his hands with the crowd still cheering.:: COLE: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! ABE VIGODA KNOCKED OUT COLOMBIAN HEAT WITH ONE SHOT!!! ALL IT TOOK WAS ONE PUNCH TO THE NOSE AND COLOMBIAN HEAT’S LIGHTS WERE OUT!!! (CLIP) ::The Mad Cappa dances and smiles. He gives a thumbs up and does a shimmy. He smiles and exits the ring with both Puerto Rican Championship belts.:: COLE: WHAT A FEUD THESE TWO HAVE HAD! THE FEUD IS OVER! THE MAD CAPPA HAS WON! GOOD WINS OVER EVIL! ::The Mad Cappa walks down the entranceway passing Colombian Heat. The crowd is still cheering and chanting “MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA! MAD CAP-PA!” Heat curses out Cappa, muttering “Son-Of-A-Bitch.” Cappa smiles, and raises both Puerto Rican Championships in front of Heat to rub it in. Heat groans and sneers. Cappa dances and walks towards the entrance. Heat continues walking to the ring. Tha Puerto Rican is still in the ring, standing up, depressed.::A RIVALRY RENEWEDFADE TO BLACK* COMMERCIAL BREAK * Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Author Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 OAOAST Productions, Proudly Presents...#~~THE LOVE SHACK~~# To the sound of piped in applause we are transported live and direct to Grand Rapids, Michigan and the world famous Love Shack! Don't let the set of lockers just about in shot and the sight of Biff Atlas walking across the front of the desk wearing nothing but a towel fool you into thinking this is just some locker room in San Francisco with a desk dragged in and a black canopy hung up from the wall, oh no. This is The Love Shack! And sat at the desk is Grand Rapids' favourite son himself, Leon Rodez, in full festive cheer wearing a purple santa hat. The edges of Leon's desk are lined with purple tinsel, as is the picture frame surrounding the photo of Maggie Nerdly, who incase you don't read every show is Leon's girlfriend. She's the interviewing one. RODEZ Salutatations, one and all. Leon takes a swig of the egg nog in front of him and scowls. RODEZ Ugh... who drinks that!? *wipes mouth* Ach. Yes, as you might have guessed, we're getting into the festive spirit here in The Shack. Only twelve days left until Christmas. And, well, the twelve days of Christmas are upon us. WalMart were all out of partridges and pear trees, so you'll have to settle for a Rodez in a Love Shack instead. After a couple of seconds of dead air, Leon balls up a piece of paper on his desk and tosses it overhead. RODEZ That's what happens when you use D*LUX to replace striking comedy writers. Rest of OAOAST, take note. So, what have we got tonight, besides rapidly souring Christmas beverages and poorly constructed jokes? Well, for starters, we have one of those HILARIOUS singing fish that you mount on your wall. Or, at least, used to, back when they were popular. It doesn't actually sing Christmas songs. But, it's a singing fish, so to hell with logic! RODEZ Creepy. Kinda makes me wish we had some of that Late Night technology, with the superimposed lips. Tell you what, go back to a close-up...If you think I stink, you hear Zack do stand-up! RODEZ ...nah, without lip synch, it's not the same. Leon shuffles what papers he has left on his desk. RODEZ NOW, on with the rest of the show. We do have a guest tonight, making his Love Shack debut appearance tonight... actually, go back to the fish a second. Caption competition!Spanish Fly: Finally Unmasked! RODEZ Okay, great. Expect the fish to make it onto the active roster within a week. Now, show. As I was saying before I was distracted by the inanimate rubber ephigy of a fish, we do have a guest tonight. He's a guy who's had a great 2007 and is looking forward to a great 2008 as well. Commissioner of his own company and former World Champion, ladies and gentlemen, LANDON MADDIX! The piped in applause sparks to life again as Landon are cued on. Landon, either disregarding or forgetting altogether all the water that's passed under the bridge between he and Leon, shakes the humble host's hand before taking a seat on the purple-tinsel lined chair provided. LANDON Sorry Megan couldn't make it. RODEZ Oh, me too! ... RODEZ SO, Landon, thanks for coming along. LANDON Happy to be here, on a great show such as this! I don't just appear on every forum available you know. RODEZ Uh-huh. So, last week, you were on some fledgling show called 'Reel Talk'... never heard of it myself, but I digress. You announced last week you were officially entering yourself into the 2008 Lethal Rumble Match, at AnglePalooza. LANDON That's right. You see, this is my chance. My best chance to get back where I belong, atop the OAOAST mountain with that World Championship as my flag of victory. As it is, the rematch for the World Title I so rightfully deserve isn't happening. Apparantly, because of the WAY I won the title in the first place, I'm not entitled to an automatic rematch clause. Going through AngleSault is a giant waste of time unless you're an old and trusted friend, like certain rivals of mine, who shall remain nameless. Like Zack Malibu. And we all know that Popick would never defend the title again in his life given the option.He's work-shy and doesn't like defending his title. A true OAOAST champion! RODEZ ...I'm sorry, go on. LANDON Yes. Well... winning the Rumble, it bypasses all of that. It bypasses all the paperwork. Bypasses AngleSault. Bypasses The Popick Crew, with Lindsay Popick-Gonzalez and Cuban Popick and The Popick Thug and the rest of the OAOAST JOB Squad. And it gets right down to the skinny. Number one contender. World Champion. AngleMania. You only have to look at last year's AngleMania to see, I'm the man to beat in the Lethal Rumble. RODEZ Well, you certainly have credentials, I won't deny... Trailing off, Leon looks up as a special guest has walked their way onto the set. And before you think to ask about security or the lack there-of, don't panic, because the guest is none other than SANTA CLAUS! Oh, joy unbound! RODEZ (more wooden than a rainforest) Well well, it's Santa Claus! What brings you to The Love Shack, Santa? SANTA CLAUS (sounding suspiciously like Jade Rodez) HO HO HO! I have a very special present for you all today. RODEZ If it's a singing fish, we'll pass if it's all the same with you. Reaching into 'his' Christmas sack, Santa produces two gifts. One, a limited edition DVD boxset of the FIT with KID exercise program for Landon, which he seems pretty intrigued with. The other present is for Leon. And is... a piece of paper? RODEZ Oh, my. It's a transcript of Landon Maddix's appearance on Reel Talk from last week! Just what I always wanted! 'SANTA CLAUS' (still sounding suspiciously like Jade Rodez) You're welcome Leon. And, as you've been an extra special boy this year, I can also tell you that your mommy has sent me your Christmas wish-list. I've gotten my elves... RODEZ Shayne and Tyler? 'JADE' Yes. They have been busy in Santa's workshop preparing all your presents. Socks, perfume, a copy of Disney's High School Musical 2 on DVD... Santa knows how much you love singing along with the songs on that, HO HO HO... RODEZ Okay, I think I hear the sleigh bells calling you there 'Santa'. 'SANTA CLAUS' Oh, okay. Merry Christmas everyone! HO HO HO! The canned applause track hits again as 'Santa' waddles off in her oversized suit, waving to the non-existant people. LANDON You know, if you don't want the DVD, then... RODEZ Oh, Megan likes it too? LANDON Uh... yes. Megan. RODEZ Well, now that that brief digression is behind us, let's have a look at this 'present' shall we? Oh, yes, very interesting stuff here. And... what's this? "Nothing is going to stop me from going all the way this year, through 29 others, then on to AngleMania to get back my World Title." I think that's verbatum. You've got to admire a guy with confidence. But, that brings me to me next and perhaps only question. You have had a great 2007. But, the last couple of months of it haven't quite been as good, have they? And most of that can be put down to one simple thing... Todd Cortez and his Riot Act Plus. Landon scowls. LANDON What is this!? RODEZ What's what? I'm just asking a simple, harmless question. LANDON Look, I don't want to talk about Todd Cortez or his ridiculous little move, alright? If you ask me, it should have been banned a long time ago. RODEZ I'm not gonna argue with you. Cortez almost broke my neck with that move. The question is, you say nothing can stop you, but it seems like recently, it's been stopping you a lot. It stopped your World Title reign at the Halloween Spectacular. It stopped you from so much as escaping the first cage at November Reign. It... LANDON But it won't stop me at AnglePalooza! I mean, what's he going to do, piledrive me so hard I bounce right up and over the top rope? I'd like to see that! Besides, who's to say he's even going to BE in the Lethal Rumble? He's gotta get past James Riggs yet. That's going to be easier said than done, even with his 'one move of doom' to help him out. I don't sweat it. Not one bit. So he got me with the Riot Act once... or twice... in the past few weeks. So what? All this talk about Todd Cortez knowing me better than anyone else in the OAOAST, knowing all my weaknesses, and him having this one move that's my 'achilles heel'... people seem to forget, we were partners, which means I know him as well as he knows me. Not to mention how well Megan knows him too. Between us, I'm pretty sure we've got this little piledriver as good as sussed. Now, if that's all you've got for me, I think I'll be leaving. ..... Thanks for the DVD. Angrily, Landon marches off set, leaving Leon to kinda shrug to camera. RODEZ I dunno about you, but that frenzied rambling sure convinced me! Another happy ending here on The Love Shack. That's all from me tonight, apparantly, so all that remains is to wish you all a hearty, Non-Denominational Happy Holidays! Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST HELDDOWN~! SEPTEMBER 8, 2005COLE Tonight, will we see the end of Tha Puerto Rican’s 5 months long 24/7 Title reign? Or will Tha Puerto Rican leave this arena with a victory over his greatest adversary? There will never be another Mad Cappa. And there will never be another PRL. (CLIP) PRL and Cappa are still staring each other down. PRL goes for a punch, but Cappa blocks it, and fires back with punches of his own! COLE And here we go! Cappa-PRL! This time for the 24/7 Title! Cappa continues beating on PRL on the ropes. Cappa does an Irish whip, which Tha Puerto Rican reverses. PRL goes for a clothesline, but Cappa ducks it, and kicks PRL in the stomach. BUST A CAP! NO! Tha Puerto Rican escapes and heads to the outside. (CLIP) Puerto walks up the ramp. However, Mad Cappa heads to the outside, and catches PRL before he can leave with a clothesline on the ramp! The crowd gives Cappa a mixed reaction. COLE Neither man is exactly a fan favorite, so it should be interesting to see whom this crowd sides with. Cappa grabs Puerto Rican, and slams his head on the barricade. He then nails Puerto with a knife-edged chop. Cappa grabs PR by his head and takes him over to the ring. He slams PRL’s head against the staircase. PRL rests on a barricade, so Mad Cappa heads over and chops him across the chest. He does it again! And again! Mad Cappa then picks PRL up, and drops PRL’s throat on the barricade. Cappa then grabs PRL and takes him over to Sofa Central. Cappa positions P.R. next to the announcer’s table, and then gives him a clothesline, which P.R. oversells by leaping onto the top of the announcer’s table! (CLIP) PRL picks Cappa up, and slams his head on the announcer’s table. Cappa lies on top of the table, so PRL lifts Cappa up by his right leg, and slams him back down. (CLIP) Puerto grabs Cappa’s legs, and pulls on them, causing Cappa’s crotch to meet the ringpost. PRL punches Cappa in the face. He then slams Cappa’s right leg on the ringpost. PRL hits Cappa with a Rock-style punch to the temple, and then gets back into the ring. Tha Puerto Rican picks The Mad Cappa up, and gives him a vertical suplex. Tha Puerto Rican rolls through, and gives Mad Cappa a second vertical suplex. PR rolls through again, and lifts Cappa up for a third vertical suplex. Puerto Rican holds Cappa in the air for a few seconds, receiving applause. PRL does the “You can’t see me!” hand gesture, and then walks over to the ropes. PRL drops Cappa’s stomach on the top rope, doing a slingshot suplex on The Mad Cappa. HOWEVER, The Mad Cappa lands behind Tha Puerto Rican and turns him around, punching him in the face several times. The punches daze Tha Puerto Rican. Cappa Irish whips Tha Puerto Rican into the ropes. He puts his head down, so PRL takes this as the perfect opportunity to grab Cappa and DRILL him with a Dangerous DDT! PRL stops to point to his head to tell the crowd how smart he is, and some of the crowd cheers! CABOOSE Go P.R.! You tell the crowd how brilliant you are! (CLIP) The Mad Cappa is lying on his stomach, so Tha Puerto Rican lifts Cappa up by his right leg, and slams him down on the mat. Popick tells Puerto to make him tap out, so Tha Puerto Rican grabs Cappa’s legs, puts his right leg in between, and turns around, applying a Sharpshooter on The Mad Cappa! COLE Sharpshooter! Sharpshooter! (CLIP) The Mad Cappa grabs the bottom rope to stop the Sharpshooter! PRL Oh DAMNIT! (CLIP) PRL pulls on Cappa’s legs, causing Cappa’s crotch to once again meet the ringpost. (CLIP) COACH Tha Puerto Rican has stolen The Mad Cappa’s skullcap and baseball bat! (CLIP!) PRL stands over Mad Cappa, and raises the baseball bat over his head. Popick tells PRL to hit Cappa! But Nick Patrick grabs the baseball bat from behind! (CLIP!) Puerto Rican continues arguing with the ref, still wearing the skullcap. Suddenly, The Mad Cappa grabs Tha Puerto Rican and starts laying into him with lefts and rights! The punches take PR to the ropes. Cappa whips PRL into the ropes, but PRL reverses. PRL goes for a clothesline, but The Mad Cappa ducks the clothesline. PRL bounces off the ropes too, and the two competitors criss-cross each other. The criss-crossing stops as The Mad Cappa and Tha Puerto Rican greet each other with the DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE OF DOOM~!!! (CLIP!) However, The Mad Cappa leaps onto the top rope, and does a side swinging moonsault onto Tha Puerto Rican! Cappa covers PR! 1… 2… PRL GETS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP AT 2.9999999999999!!! And some of the crowd cheers!!! COLE Somehow, someway, Tha Puerto Rican is able to fight back! The Mad Cappa places PRL on a turnbuckle, and stomps a mudhole in him. Nick Patrick tells him to stop, but Cappa shoves him away, and goes back to stomping a mudhole in PRL. The Mad One picks up The P.R. Menace, and gives him an Irish whip. Cappa goes for a clothesline, but Tha Puerto Rican ducks. Cappa goes for a clothesline again, but PRL ducks that, and bounces off the ropes with a flying clothesline! PRL kips up to a mixed reaction! (CLIP ALERT!) PR mocks the fans that are cheering him, and eggs on the fans that are booing him. Half the crowd is chanting “P.R.! P.R.!” while the other half is chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” Tha Puerto Rican turns around…and gets kicked in the stomach by The Mad Cappa… CORPORATE NIGHTMARE FROM THE MAD CAPPA!!! COLE Cappa just used the Corporate Nightmare on The Corporate Champ! COACH Imagine if Tha Puerto Rican loses the 24/7 Title to The Mad Cappa this way? The crowd is mixed. Some are cheering Cappa, while some are booing. The Mad Cappa covers Tha Puerto Rican, hooking the leg. ONE! TWO! THREEE-TWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE PRL is still the 24/7 Champion! COACH For now, Cole. For now. This match isn’t over yet! The Mad Cappa is fuming IN ANGER~! He gets into position to deliver the BUST A CAP. THE MAD CAPPA GET UP YOU SON OF A BITCH! PR slowly gets to his feet, his eyes glazed over. Almost all of PRL’s facepaint is gone by now. CABOOSE Go P.R.! I mean, Go Cappa! I mean. I don’t know! Once PR is at a vertical base, he adjusts Cappa’s skullcap. Then, he turns around… KICK! WHAM! BUST A CAP--- NO! KICK! WHAM! CAPPA KILLA!!! COLE PR with the BUST A CAP! CABOOSE No. No. No. No. No. That’s the Cappa Killa! COLE Whatever! The point is will this be the move that ends the match!? (CLIP ALERT!) Tha Puerto Rican covers The Mad Cappa. 1!!! 2!!! KICKOUT!!! PRL slams the mat in frustration! PRL WHY? WHY? WHY?!!! WHY CAN’T I BEAT YOU?!!! Tha Puerto Rican adjusts his/Cappa’s skullcap, and then heads to the top rope. He removes his left elbowpad, and throws it to the crowd. He then leaps off the top rope, and does the “Up yours!” hand motion in midair. Corporate Elbowdrop! (CLIP ALERT!) PRL heads to a turnbuckle, and then charges forward, jumping in the air, grabbing Mad Cappa in a ¾ facelock. Lightning Strike! NO! Cappa shoves PRL onto the mat, stopping PRL’s Diamond Cutter from taking place! Tha Puerto Rican clutches his back and SCREAMS out in pain! (CLIP ALERT!) The Mad Cappa kips up! (?) Cappa stands over the fallen Puerto Rican. He shoves Nick Patrick away, and picks up Tha Puerto Rican…but Tha Puerto Rican delivers a Flair Uppercut (Down where? Down here!) on The Mad Cappa! COLE And Tha Puerto Rican goes low! Tha Puerto Rican applauds himself for the low blow, drawing more heat. He then points to his head to tell the crowd how smart he is. Tha Puerto Rican stands over The Mad Cappa, who is lying in the middle of the ring. The crowd knows what PRL is thinking. Indeed, Tha Puerto Rican gets ready to deliver the IntenseZone Elbow. PRL removes his right elbowpad, spits on it, and throws it down on Cappa’s face. He does some weird hand signals, and then heads to the ropes, leaps over Cappa, and then bounces off the opposite ropes. PR stops, and DANCES~! PRL does the Crip Walk for a few seconds, and drops the IntenseZone Elbow! BUT CAPPA MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! COACH Good grief! The Mad Cappa quickly gets up. KICK! WHAM! BUST A CAP! PRL pushes Cappa into the ropes…SPINEBUSTER! Tha Puerto Rican stands over Cappa, and prepares to deliver the IntenseZone Elbow. He removes Cappa’s skullcap, spits on it, and throws it down on Cappa’s face. PRL then rips his Lightning Crew logo t-shirt off and throws it away. PRL does some weird hand signals, and then heads to the ropes, leaps over Cappa, and then bounces off the opposite ropes. PRL does several middle fingers in Cappa’s direction, and then drops the IntenseZone Elbow on The Mad Cappa! He covers Cappa, hooking the leg. COLE Will it be enough? 1… 2… 3!!! KICKOUT!!! COLE NO IT’S NOT! CABOOSE Boo! I mean yea! I mean…oh hell! (CLIP) Tha Puerto Rican kips up for a second time. CABOOSE You know it’s a special night when Tha Puerto Rican does two kip ups! PRL looks at the crowd… “THAT’S IT!” PRL does the “You can’t see me!” hand gesture at The Mad Cappa, who is just on his knees. PRL gets into position to deliver the Corporate Nightmare. Cappa uses the ropes for help. COLE The Mad Cappa has no idea what’s behind him! PRL talks trash to Mad Cappa. Once Cappa turns around, PRL kicks him in the stomach, puts him in a facelock, and grabs his jeans. CORPORATE NIGHTMARE! Cappa won’t budge. PRL tries for the CORPORATE NIGHTMARE again. Cappa still won’t budge. COLE Cappa is not allowing PRL to do the Corporate Nightmare! The Mad Cappa escapes the hold. KICK WHAM BUST A CAP!!! COLE BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP! COACH The Mad Cappa just hit the BUST A CAP out of nowhere! PRL does a Rock-like oversell of the move. Popick starts yelling at the top of his lungs. The crowd is going crazy, some cheering, and some booing. The Mad Cappa covers Tha Puerto Rican. Referee Nick Patrick counts. COLE We’re going to have a new 24/7 Champion! 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.999999999999999999999999999999 POPICK PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING!!! COLE DAMNIT! Popick has stopped the count! The match continues! COACH The Mad Cappa could have been 24/7 Champion right there! Popick argues with Nick Patrick. The Mad Cappa notices this and is pissed! Cappa gets up and yells at Popick. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican slowly gets up. (CLIP) Tha Puerto Rican rolls out of the ring, and heads over to the timekeeper’s table. He grabs his spinner 24/7 Championship belt. While this is going on, The Mad Cappa is arguing with Popick and Nick Patrick. COLE What’s PRL doing? CABOOSE What does it look like he’s doing? PRL enters the ring with his 24/7 Title belt in his hands. He stands behind Cappa, waiting for him to turn around. COACH This might not end well for The Mad Cappa. The Mad Cappa turns around… RIGHT INTO A BELTSHOT~! FROM THA PUERTO RICAN!!! COLE The Mad Cappa is down! This might be Puerto Rican’s last chance to win this match! CABOOSE Then take advantage of it, P.R.! Take advantage of it! PRL throws his belt to the outside. Popick stops arguing with the ref, so Nick Patrick heads back into the ring. The crowd is hot! They give Tha Puerto Rican a mixed reaction. But Tha Puerto Rican isn’t listening to the crowd. He’s too busy picking The Mad Cappa up. Cappa is dazed and dizzy, so PRL decides there’s no better time than now to kick Cappa in the gut, place him in a facelock, and grab his jeans. CORPORATE NIGHTMARE! But The Mad Cappa escapes! Cappa goes for a clothesline, but PRL ducks… KICK WHAM CORPORATE NIGHTMARE!!! COLE Tha Puerto Rican has finally hit the Corporate Nightmare! CABOOSE All right! I mean! Oh no! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican covers The Mad Cappa. Referee Nick Patrick counts. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.999999999999999999 3!!! *DING DING DING* (18:00) COLE Tha Puerto Rican defeats The Mad Cappa to retain the 24/7 Title! (CLIP) COLE Another chapter in the classic Mad Cappa/PRL rivalry has been written, and this chapter ends with Tha Puerto Rican on top! COACH For the first time since May 27, 2003, Tha Puerto Rican has pinned The Mad Cappa, and he retains his OAOAST 24/7 Title as a result! Stephen Joseph Popick jumps up and down on the outside. He grabs the spinner 24/7 Title belt that PRL threw to the outside and turns his direction to one of the cameras. POPICK PRL IS GOING TO BE THE 24/7 CHAMPION FOREVER! (CLIP) Referee Nick Patrick raises Tha Puerto Rican’s hands in victory. PRL smiles his sinister smile, and laughs at the fallen Mad Cappa, who is lying on the mat face down. Popick enters the ring, and hugs his client, and then hands him over PRL’s 24/7 Title belt. PR spins the belt plate, and then raises it over his head. COLE Both men gave it their all. But in the end it was thanks to Popick and the 24/7 Title belt that Tha Puerto Rican won. (CLIP) Tha Puerto Rican gets on a turnbuckle, and raises the belt over his head. All of the fans boo, since the match is over, PRL is now 100% heel again. (CLIP) PR gets on another turnbuckle, and raises the belt over his head while “Know Your Role ‘99” continues playing. The crowds boos grow louder by the second. A “P.R. SUCKS!” chant starts up. PRL gets on a third turnbuckle, and does The Rock pose while holding his belt. COLE What a memorable match. What a hell of a wrestling match. Everytime Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa meet in the ring, you know you’re going to see something special, and tonight was no exception. Tonight we saw another memorable battle between Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa. The Mad Cappa and Tha Puerto Rican are truly each other’s equal. (CLIP) PRL poses a’la The Rock on the fourth turnbuckle. He then gets off the turnbuckle, and stares at The Mad Cappa, who is getting helped by Nick Patrick. PRL laughs in his face, and raises the 24/7 Title over his body. Nick Patrick helps The Mad Cappa out of the ring. COLE We knew coming in that this would be an extraordinarily night that perhaps many of us would never ever forget. And the match we just saw is one of the reasons why. Tha Puerto Rican, in his fifth one-on-one meeting with The Mad Cappa, has defeated him to retain the 24/7 Championship. CABOOSE My hats off to both men. If this match didn’t show how legendary they both are, then nothing will. PRL and Stephen Joseph are the only ones left in the ring. Tha Puerto Rican hugs Popick, and then Popick raises PR’s hands in the air. PRL and Popick pose with the 24/7 Championship belt as the crowd boos loudly.A RIVALRY RENEWEDFADE TO BLACKCommercials Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Author Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 Great Britain.Rule Brittania Regal.Brittania rules the waves Noble.Britain never never never shall be slaves Dignified.Rule Britta... Not to be messed with!Anarchy for the UK Proud.It's coming sometime and maybe Brave.I give a wrong time stop a traffic line Ruthless.Your future dream is a shopping scheme Powerful.Cause I... wanna be...Anarchy! Barbaric.NATHANIEL BLACK KNEW BASEBALL STUNK ALL ALONG COLE Charming. Let's go to the ring. *DINGDING!* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your following contest, scheduled for one fall... it is a Qualifying Match for the 2008 Lethal Rumble Match! The drum intro to "Dani California" thumps through the sound system and out swaggers California's own, James Riggs! Unfortunately for James, not even state loyalty can save him and Staci from a chorus of jeers. Riggs' cocky smile droops a little as he comes to the realisation that even here, he's going to get booed out of the building, but soon gets over it when reminded by Staci how far above the lowlife he is. BUFFER Introducing first... being accompanied to the ring by his wife and manager, STACI! He hails from Torrence, California. Weighing in tonight at two hundred, thirty two pounds... the iconic leader of the JR Nation... this is JJJAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMEEEEEEEESSSS... RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Staci climbs to the apron and holds open the ropes for her husband, who heads straight for the turnbuckles. Riggs pouns his chest twice with crossed arms before cockily thrusting them into the air while white pyro shoots along the apron behind him, meeting at the ringpost which explodes into a golden shower of sparklers. COACH Ooh, pretty. COLE James Riggs is a guy with many impressive credentials. He's a former X-Division Champion and former 24/7 Champion, for a while he held both those belts at the same time. He took the mask of Spanish Fly back in August of this year. He put Dance Dance Dragon out of the OAOAST. He was the HI-YAH International Champion on two occassions. He's got all the potential in the world. But in the past couple of months, he's been dividing his loyalties between the OAOAST and Hollywood. COACH Oh my God, does Logan know!? COLE ...the city of Hollywood. His acting career? COACH Oh! Oh, yeah, of course, sorry. Staci removes Riggs of his silver trenchcoat and gives him a good-luck peck on the cheek, which just makes him all the more smug. COLE We haven't seen James since the Halloween Spectacular, due to his acting commitments, where he's been shooting a bit-part role in a horror movie. COACH Woah woah, backpedal just a sec. Bit-part? James is a bonafide movie-star! Don't downplay that like it doesn't mean anything! How many Hollywood movies have you starred in recently there, 'Michael Caine'? .:CUE: "Oh No", Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoah Monche:. Riggs sees Staci safely out of the ring, not a second too soon as Todd Cortez marches out from the back. A quick burst of pyro shoots up from both sides of the ramp, showering Cortez in sparkles as he prepares to walk down the aisle. COLE Will James Riggs be read the Riot Act tonight? BUFFER And, introducing the opponent... fighting out of 'Hollywood Boulevard'! He weighs two hundred, twenty six pounds... "THE URBAN LEGEND"... TTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODD... CCOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRTTEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Sliding into the ring, Cortez looks unimpressed with the trash talk by Riggs. He removes his bulletproof vest and the gold chain around his neck, kissing the cross before passing it off to the outside. COLE Should be an excellent match here. Two very evenly matched wrestlers, two completely contrasting personalities, both men on the verge of breaking out and becoming a major star. COACH Well Cortez was in the main-event last month at November Reign. Riggs, more than capable of being there in the future. COLE But only ONE of these two will be in the Lethal Rumble on January 27th. *DINGDINGDING!* The bell sounds, both men coming out of their corners and squaring up in the centre of the ring. A few words are exchanged, mainly by Riggs in truth. Cortez still looks unimpressed though and as the fingers start to get pointed and the double-dog dares are laid down he steps back and strikes Riggs in the back of the leg with a stinging kick! And another! Riggs shouts in pain as Cortez then lays in a couple of forearms, before whipping the Californian off the ropes. Duck of the head by Todd... too early, allowing Riggs to put on the brakes and drive the point of the elbow into the back of Cortez's head. STACI There we go James! COACH Speaking of credentials... COLE Oh yeah. She's got a couple of great credentials, right Coach? COACH Get your mind out of the gutter! Disgusting! Cortez retreats into a corner nursing his head, Riggs following in after him with a couple of boots. An irish whip sends Cortez across the ring, corner to corner, Riggs following in again but with a head of steam this time. Cortez manages to avoid the boot this time, but Riggs plants it on the middle turnbuckle to stop his momentum. Which is only a temporary blessing before Cortez wraps him up from behind and dumps him with a Backdrop Suplex! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Right on the back of the head! That could do it already. Turning Riggs over, Todd looks to make good on that... 1... 2... NO! Using the ropes to pull himself up, Riggs looks shaken and tries to create some space, shooing the referee out of his way. Cortez is right back on him though, pinning him against the ropes and rifling another kick, this one into the chest. Again Riggs tries to get away, still with Cortez on his tail, connecting on a second hard kick. The ropes bounce Riggs forward and he falls to one knee in the middle of the ring. Todd pulls him right back up though, setting him up for another big suplex... ...which is abruptly stopped with a couple of elbows to the back of the head. Fighting his way out of Todd's grip, Riggs twists around and lands a quick kneelift, sending Cortez back into retreat. COLE Well, Riggs really needed that. COACH That's all he needed, just a second to get his bearings back. He's a wrestler, he's not as comfortable when he's stuck hand to hand with street thugs like Cortez. Once he breaks it down to his pace and his tempo though, he'll be sweet. With Cortez leant up in the corner, Riggs charges at him, this time catching him in the corner with a big clothesline. Grabbing hold of The Urban Legend by the wrist, Riggs then yanks Cortez out and short-arms him into another clothesline. On Staci's prompting he quickly follows up with a cover... 1... 2... No! Riggs jumps up and drives his forearm across the top of Cortez's head. And again. And a third time, with a hook of the leg to follow... 1... 2... No! Cortez kicks out and reaches up from his back, slapping Riggs in the chest, incase he couldn't tell it's going to take more to beat him than that. That serves to anger Riggs though and he responds by applying a blatant choke around Cortez's throat! "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" Breaking the choke, Riggs jumps to his feet and comes right back off them with a quick legdrop. A legdrop which hits nothing but canvas, as Cortez rolls clear. COLE Riggs seems happy enough to try and out-fight the, quote-un-quote 'street thug' so far Coach. And it's not going too well. As Riggs gets back to his feet, Cortez further disjoints the tailbone of his opponent with his patented Crotch Droppah! Staci covers her eyes after seeing that. Which is probably for the best, as she doesn't have to witness the SAVATE kick that follows, catching her man under the jaw and knocking him flat to the canvas. Riggs sits up for a second but flops back down in a daze, stepped over by Cortez who hits a Standing Moonsault! 1... 2... NO! COLE Great offensive flurry by Cortez there. He's really been at the top of his game, ever since he saw the light and got away from Landon Maddix's side. COACH You mean stabbed him in the back? Again? COLE I don't think he did that on either occassion to be honest. COACH That's not how Landon tells it. Out of the ring now, Todd Cortez heads to the top rope. Staci is around the ring yelling advise to her man... which seems to pay off, as Riggs makes a sudden move, lunging at the ropes in order to CROTCH Cortez on the top turnbuckle! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH Good move, good move. COLE Cortez took a risk, an ill-advised risk, which didn't pay what-so-ever. Staci happily applauds that. She's moved away back to Riggs' corner by the referee as Riggs now looks to follow up, pulling himself up and punching the stricken Cortez in the breadbasket. And a second time. Heading to the middle rope, Riggs then hooks on a facelock, trying to set The Urban Legend up for a big Superplex. Problem being, Cortez won't budge. Twice, three times Riggs tries, with no success. Cortez lands a couple of shots to the ribs and breaks the facelock. Adjusting his footing on the middle turnbuckle, Cortez then swings out his right boot, catching Riggs right in the back of the head! COLE Another kick! Riggs falls groggily from the middle rope... and hangs himself up over the top for good measure! COLE Oh, and down goes Riggs, hard! COACH That should be an instant DQ. That's so dangerous, they wouldn't even allow that in UFC! COLE Uh, Coach, there are no ropes in UFC. COACH Exactly! Ring the bell! Pulling himself quickly back up, Riggs can only look up helplessly as Cortez now flips off the top rope and cuts him down with his patented Shooting Star Lariat! Cover by Todd... 1... 2... No! Catching Riggs with a quick jab, Cortez comes off the ropes and looks for a more traditional version of the Lariat. Riggs is able to duck the line, but that's about all, Cortez reacting the quicker and bundling Riggs into the ropes. Hanging on, Riggs is able to block the O'Connor roll and push The Urban Legend off. Cortez rolls through to his feet and charges again... ...but gets caught coming in with an opportunistic HOTSHOT!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE This time, it's Cortez who gets hung up across that top rope. Quick thinking there from Riggs. Staci climbs to the apron to confer with Riggs who insists that he's okay, despite not looking so. The referee breaks up the little tête-á-tête and orders Staci back to the corner again, while Cortez struggles to get his breath back across the ring. Riggs pulls him back up off the canvas, scooping him up for a slam. He seems to change his mind at the last second though and turns around, instead throwing Todd up and hanging him across the top ring rope for a second time!! COACH Ha, more quick thinking! COLE Well, that was pre-meditated right there. The referee needs to get on Riggs' case about that one. He doesn't get chance, as Riggs hooks Cortez to the ground with a clothesline and cradles him up for a pin... 1... 2... Kickout! Backing into a corner, Riggs comes off the middle rope with a double axehandle as Cortez begins to get back to his feet. The cocky Californian then turns out to the crowd, flicking back his blond mane and asking them how they like him now. Even Staci's best efforts can't save him from the boo-boys however. COACH And listen to the JR Nation come alive! Riggs gives up on his losing battle and tries to make this match a winning battle, as he sends Cortez across the ring with an irish whip. A scoop takes Cortez up on the rebound, but all the way over, The Urban Legend floating behind and spinning Riggs around into a boot. Cortez then pulls Riggs into a standing headscissors, looking for the Riot Act Plus... "YYYYEEEEEEE...." ...which is all the warning JR needs! Riggs catches Cortez in the backs of the knees with a couple of quick forearm shots which chops out his base, allowing him to back bodydrop his way to safety! A groan of disappointment goes through the crowd as Riggs falls to one knee looking very relieved. The former 24/7 and X-Division Champion then takes off for the ropes. Cortez is caught by surprise on his knees, CRACKED in the side of the head with the flat of the boot by the charging Riggs! COLE Wow! What a kick! COACH None of the fancy karate nonsense for James. Just run-up and kick 'em in the teeth! With Cortez dazed from that shot, Riggs quickly hooks him up. Suplex, leaving him vertical for a couple of seconds before driving him down with a BRAINBUSTER!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Riggs crosses his hands, convinced that it's over, reaching back and hooking the near leg... 1... 2... SHOULDER UP! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" COLE A better cover and James Riggs might have been in the Lethal Rumble. In his annoyance at the count, Riggs sits Cortez up... *SMACK!* ...and kicks him in the spine. Busy badmouthing the crowd, he doesn't notice that he seems to have pissed The Urban Legend off. Had he noticed... *SMACK!* ...he might not have kicked him again. Cortez gets a burst of adrenaline and shakes the kicks off, climbing to his feet with a furious look on his face, much to Riggs' shock. COACH Whu-oh. Riggs typically tries to defuse the situation, holding out his hands and trying to tell Todd to calm down. And when that doesn't work, he typically tries a cheapshot, going to the gut with a knee. That stops Cortez for a second. And only a second, Riggs barely able to get out his sigh of relief before getting rattled with an elbow strike! Riggs responds in kind, but gets another elbow! Riggs with a forearm! Cortez with another elbow! And a kick to the back of the leg... another... and a third, which buckles Riggs' leg and causes him to crumble to the mat. Cortez hauls him right back up, sending him off the ropes with an irish whip and putting him into the lights with a BAAAAACK bodydrop!! COLE I think Riggs has awoken something in Todd Cortez... something he really didn't want to deal with! Favouring his neck a little, Cortez ducks out to the apron and crouches down, waiting on Riggs. The Californian stumbles around the ring and walks right into the range of The Urban Legend, springboarding to the top and connecting on a Springboard Clothesline! Cortez follows with the cover... 1... 2... No! Cortez tries to pull Riggs back up again... but a sudden headbutt to the gut catches him. And a second. A quick drop toehold then brings Cortez to the canvas, Riggs mounting The Urban Legend from behind attempting to lock on the Crossface Chickenwing! COLE Riggs is going for it! No Koppou, he's going straight for the submission! COACH This is how he won the X-Division Title! COLE Will it be how he makes it to the Lethal Rumble though? Possibly not as Cortez fights it with all he's got. With Riggs' 232 pounds pinned on his back Cortez is stuck though, trying to keep his right arm pinned under his body to prevent the chicken wing from being applied. Riggs gets a little frustrated, clubbing Cortez in the back of the neck with a series of punches until he finally gives up the arm. As soon as Riggs grabs the arm and starts to get the chicken wing though, Cortez shifts and gets out from underneath Riggs, hooking his legs around the bottom rope and forcing a break! "YYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE Cortez dodged a bullet right there. COACH Well, he's got plenty of experience in that department. COLE Uncalled for... as usual. Riggs breaks his contact with Cortez before a five count can be put on... but as soon as he's sure the ref is done counting, he goes right back to Cortez and drags him off the ropes. Cortez has answer this time though, taking down Riggs with his own, modified drop toehold. Riggs faceplants into the canvas and holds his (wannabee) movie-star face as he gets to his feet... ...more pre-occupied with his looks apparantly than the standing headscissors he's being pulled into... COACH Oh no... COLE HIT THE RECORD BUTTON... *WHAM~!* "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE RIOT. ACT. PLUS~! STACI The crowd are still jumping, even as Cortez crawls over to Riggs to complete the formalities. COLE And that quickly, it's over. Nobody kicks out after that. 1... 2... 3!!!! *DINGDINGDING!* BUFFER Here is your winner... advancing to the Lethal Rumble Match, "THE URBAN LEGEND"... TTOOOOOOOOOOOOOODD... CCOOOOrtez! Cortez has the win. Buffer's announcement trails off though and the cheers quickly turn to boos as into the ring slides LANDON MADDIX, jumping the unsuspecting Cortez from behind to the fury of the San Francisco crowd!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Damnit! What the hell is this!? COACH Looks like Landon Maddix. COLE Oh, well, thank you... what is he doing out here!? Maddix puts the boots to Cortez, Staci quickly pulling the limp James Riggs out of the ring and out of further harm's way. The referee is apaplectic, trying to get Landon to stop his attack...*DINGDINGDINGDINGDING!* ...his second plan of ringing the bell a bunch, unsurprisingly, not working either. COLE I guess Landon Maddix can't stand to see Cortez have any success! What a bitter human being this guy is! COACH He's got every right to be bitter! That's the man who cost him the World Heavyweight Championship, that's the man who turned his back on his help and his advise, that's the man who stole his woman away and that has not been forgotten, even now, a couple of years on! "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" "LAN - DON SUCKS!" Shoving the referee aside, Maddix encourages Cortez to get back to his feet. The Urban Legend holds his neck but tries to do just that, unaware that his former tag team partner is stalking behind him. As soon as Cortez gets to one knee, Landon grabs a hold of Cortez and pulls him forward, trapping him in a standing headscissors and making a familiar signal with his hands! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH Oh yeah! Do it, give him a taste of his own medicine! With a big grin on his face, Landon wraps his hands around Cortez's waist and springs up... ...up... ...and, much to his despair, realising halfway that he's going no further! COLE CAUGHT! *WHAM!* Cortez whips Maddix right back down to the canvas with an Alabama Slam!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE And now, we might be about to see how it's really done! COACH Oh no... The San Francisco crowd are going wild as Landon staggers to his feet, holding the back of his head. La Cucaracha doesn't know what's coming. He is, it's safe to say, the only one in the arena. Boot to the gut meets him, Cortez pulling Landon into a standing headscissors, flipping up and over.... COACH ...OH NOOOO! *WHAM!* ...AND SPIKING MADDIX ON HIS HEAD WITH THE RIOT ACT PLUS~! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" COLE MADDIX GETS THE RIOT ACT PLUS... AGAIN!! "Oh No" finally has the chance to be cued to signify Cortez's victory, The Urban Legend more concerned with Landon now. Knelt at Landon's side, Cortez mouths something to the unresponsive and probably unconscious La Cucaracha before leaving the fallen Spaniard laid out in the ring. The crowd give Cortez the warmest reception he's probably ever had in the OAOAST, his back slapped in congratulations by a good number of fans as he takes his bulletproof vest and chain and walks to the back. COLE Landon Maddix must have nightmares about the Riot Act Plus! That's... I've lost count, five, six times he's been hit with it since Cortez left his side? It's almost as if it's inevitable! Maddix just can't seem to avoid it! COACH Is somebody going to check on him? COLE Yeah, sure, we'll get someone right on it. One last shot of the prone Landon Maddix takes us to... The backstage area, where The Mad Cappa is shown walking. The crowd boos loudly. Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face as he makes his way to the gorilla position. Suddenly... "HEY YO!" No, it's not Scott Hall, it's Tha Puerto Rican! The crowd cheers loudly! PRL walks with a swagger up to his mortal enemy with a smirk on *his* face. Cappa stops walking and just stares at his least favourite OAOAST competitor ever. THE MAD CAPPA What do you want? You want to start things early? THA PUERTO RICAN No, actually, I just wanted to tell you...good luck. MAD CAPPA Pardon? PRL I said...good luck. Look, it's bad enough I said it once, now you made me say it twice! CAPPA P.R., what are you doing? Is this some kind of trap? PRL Have you been watching HeldDOWN~! these past two weeks? This ain't no trap! I'm not like that anymore! CAPPA Uh-huh. You're still the biggest ass in this entire company! PRL Oh, I don't know. I think I might have some competiton in that department. Maddix, for one. Look, Cappa, this is going to be the first and ONLY time in my life that I ever say this to you, but...be careful out there. CAPPA Be careful? PRL Yeah. Be careful about Popick. He ain't all that. Trust me, I know from experience. CAPPA I know. I've been watching you for the past three years. PRL That sounds kind of creepy. Anyway, Cappa, be careful about trusting Popick. He doesn't really care about you, you know. He's just using you. Using you to beat me. After that, he's going to drop you like a bad habit. CAPPA Popick promised me a World Title shot after I beat you tonight! PRL WHAT!? Come on, Cappa! That's the oldest lie in the book! I thought you were smarter than that! I mean, COME ON! You can see through me, but you can't see through Popick!? To quote The Hurricane, 'Wassupwitdat!?' CAPPA I have a better track record with trusting Popick than I do you, you know. I mean, it wasn't Popick who crushed my larynx! PRL That was four years ago. GET OVER IT! CAPPA I will. After tonight, when I put you out for good! PRL So, it's gonna be like that, huh? Okay, look, I know I'm the last person who you should be taking advice from. But please, think about it. Why would he call you out of the blue like this? He's using you. You're like a puppet for him! He's pulling the strings, Cappa! But cut those strings, and be your own man again! You had shady managers before! Remember Vince Rusco? Popick is like Vince Rusco, but a MILLION TIMES WORSE! Cappa, Stephen Joseph Popick is bad news. Believe me. Even though I know it's hard to. THE MAD CAPPA P.R., why are you doing this? Why are you talking to me like this all of a sudden? PRL Because, in a roundabout way, I...I...I...well...I--uh...um...I... PRL takes a deep breath. PRL Ugh. I...re-respec--I...respect you. CAPPA ...Seriously? PRL Yeah. I mean, after all of our battles, how could I NOT!? You bring out the best in Tha Puerto Rican. We've entertained these fans time and time again. We've gone down in history as the greatest rivalry in OAOAST history! OF COURSE, I have respect for you, Mad Cappa! There's no one who even comes CLOSE to my level except you. You're not my equal, but you come close. The Mad Cappa is surprised by this. And so is the crowd. PRL I'm going to hate myself in the morning for telling you this. UGH! So, just think about what I just said. REALLY think about it. Popick ain't good news. He's not to be trusted. Trust me, I should know. I REALLY should know! I'll see you out there. Tha Puerto Rican walks away. The Mad Cappa watches him go and then looks down at the ground. He seems to be lost in thought. The crowd cheers. COLE The Mad Cappa and Tha Puerto Rican collide one more time and it's coming up next! The Mad Cappa continues standing in the backstage area, thinking things over. We fade out on a close-up of The Mad Cappa, lost in thought. The crowd buzzes in anticipation for the main event coming up next.FADE TO BLACKCOMMERCIAL BREAK Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted March 18, 2013 Author Report Share Posted March 18, 2013 Cut to a black screen. The Mad Cappa's head appears on the screen in black and white. The Mad Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face. Under him appears the words THE MAD CAPPA in big red blocky letters. Tha Puerto Rican's head then appears on the screen in black and white. Tha Puerto Rican has The McMahon SNEER~! etched on his face. Under him appears the words THA PUERTO RICAN in big red blocky letters. Cut to another black screen. The following words appear on the screen in big red blocky letters:A RIVALRY RENEWEDOAOAST HELDDOWN~! SEPTEMBER 7, 2006Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa engage in a slugfest in the middle of the ring. Back and forth they go as the crowd cheers on. COLE PRL and Cappa! Getting it on once again! The Mad Cappa gains the advantage, punching PRL in the face with right hands. Cappa goes to kick PR in the gut—BLOCKED! PRL turns Cappa around, and lifts him up, giving him an Atomic Drop! The Atomic Drop sends Cappa into the ropes. When he returns, PR grabs him and turns him around. CORPORATE NIGHTMARE! NO! Cappa escapes the finisher! Cappa clotheslines Tha Puerto Rican down! PRL gets up. Cappa clotheslines him down again! PRL gets up. Cappa clotheslines PRL down! PRL gets up AGAIN! Cappa punches him, and whips him into the ropes. PRL reverses—Cappa bounces off the ropes, Cappa grabs PR, and slams him down with the Fall From Grace! COLE Fall From Grace! The Mad Cappa is now in control! Cappa gets up, and grabs PRL, so that he can start stomping on him. PR tries to escape to the turnbuckle, but Cappa’s on him like syrup on pancakes. PRL rests on the turnbuckle…but he doesn’t rest for long as Cappa starts stomping a mudhole in him! COLE Cappa’s stomping a mudhole in PRL and walking it dry! (CLIP) COACH He could be going for the Cappabomb here! It looks as though Cappa is going to go for the Cappabomb, but Tha Corporate Champ lifts Cappa up and sends him over the top rope and onto the floor! (CLIP) Cappa lies on the outside. The crowd boos. PRL has a little trouble getting up, but manages to get to his feet. When Cappa gets to *his* feet, P.R.L. charges the ropes…and comes crashing down on Cappa with a Pescado! (CLIP) Cappa switches between punches and kicks. He gives PRL and Irish whip into the ropes. Dropkick! Cappa heads to the top rope. He scans the crowd, and then jumps off the top rope, hitting PRL with a legdrop! He goes for the cover! 1… 2… KICK OUT! COLE Kick out from The Corporate Champ! (CLIP) Mad Cappa picks PRL up, and gives him the Final Cut! Cover! ONE! TWO! THRE—KICK OUT! (CLIP) Cappa punches PRL in the face. He punches him again! And again! And again! Cappa spins around going for the IMPACT! But PRL DUCKS the elbow, and delivers a low blow on Cappa! COLE Oh! The referee didn’t see it! The Mad Cappa collapses onto the mat. Not coincidentally, Stephen Joseph finally gets off the ring apron. (CLIP!) [Tha Puerto Rican] does a wheelbarrow suplex on Cappa. P.R. does several fistdrops onto the forehead of The Mad Cappa. P.R. then bounces off the ropes, shakes his shoulders, dusts his right shoulder off, and then drops a fist onto Cappa’s forehead! The Five-Knuckle Shuffle! (CLIP!) [Tha Puerto Rican] picks Cappa up, and gives him a Russian Legsweep. Puerto Rican picks The Mad Cappa up. Puerto gives Cappa a vertical suplex. He rolls through, and gives Cappa another vertical suplex. PR rolls through again, and gives Cappa a third vertical suplex—NO! Cappa slides out, and pushes PRL into the ropes. He rolls PRL up! 1…2…KICK OUT! Cappa bounces off the ropes…right into a Gamengiri from Tha Puerto Rican! COLEDodge THIS, BITCH~! (CLIP ALERT!) Puerto Rican picks Cappa up, and whips him into the ropes—Cappa reverses. SLEEPERHOLD! But the Sleeperhold is not applied for long as PRL elbows Cappa in the gut, and shoves him into the ropes. SPINEBUSTER~!!! COLE Spinebuster! (CLIP ALERT!) The crowd is getting hot, knowing what is coming up next. And yes, Tha Puerto Rican stands over The Mad Cappa…and kicks Cappa’s right hand over his chest. PR removes his right elbow pad, spits on it, and then throws it down onto Cappa’s face. PR does some weird hand signals, and then bounces off the ropes, leaps over Cappa, and then bounces off the opposite ropes. COLE It could be time! This crowd feels it! PRL stops to throw two middle fingers in Drek’s general direction. He then drops the IntenseZone Elbow on The Mad Cappa to a pop from the crowd! COLE The IntenseZone Elbow! The IntenseZone Elbow on The Mad Cappa! PRL rolls through, getting back on his feet so that he can taunt Drek Stone and Hoff. “The Corporate Champion” picks The Mad Cappa up. He sizes Cappa up, and then lays the smackdown on him with Rock-style punches to the temple. From out of nowhere, Cappa throws a punch! PR throws a punch! Back and forth! Back and forth! The two men engage in another slugfest! Cappa gains the advantage, but that’s stop with a knee to the mid-section. PR forearms Cappa in the back of the neck, and then gives him a bodyslam. The crowd starts buzzing again as Tha Puerto Rican exits the ring and climbs the top rope. PR pulls off his left elbow pad and throws it to the crowd. COLE It could be time for another PRL signature! PRL stands on the top rope and looks down at The Mad Cappa. He laughs at his archrival. CAPPA GETS RIGHT UP AND RUNS ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE GRABBING PRL AND GIVING HIM A TOP ROPE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! COACH He was playing possum! Cappa was playing possum! The crowd goes wild! Both PR and Cappa lie on the mat. Drek and Hoff are both surprised, but happy with this turn of events. Earl Hebner begins his 10 count. 2… 3… 4… 5… Cappa starts moving. 6… PRL starts moving. 7… Cappa starts getting up. 8… PRL starts getting up. 9… Cappa gets to his feet. He walks over to PRL and punches him in the face several times. Cappa even headbutts PRL, knocking him down! Cappa whips PRL into the ropes just as he’s getting up. Cappa follows with a BAAAAAACK BODY DROP! Cappa stomps on PRL, and then grabs his legs. He looks at the crowd, and then punches PRL’s right leg! Cappa picks PRL up. Reverse DDT! TMC then exits the ring and climbs the top rope. COLE Oh my! Cappa’s gonna fly now! The crowd is cheering, really into the match right now. Cappa’s on the top rope, waiting for PRL to get up. PRL gets to one knee. Cappa eggs him on. PRL gets to a vertical base. Cappa flies off the top rope with a missile dropkick! COLE Cappa with a missile dropkick! The cover! 1! 2! 3! KICK OUT! THE MAD CAPPA DAMN IT! Cappa picks PRL up. And then brings him back down with the X-Factor! (CLIP ALERT!) As Cappa stalks his prey, Popick gets on the ring apron once again. Earl Hebner sees this and goes over to get Popick off the apron. As Popick argues with Earl Hebner, he throws the briefcase into the ring! COACH Hey ref! Did you just see that? Come on! Drek and Hoff do, and they do something about it by going over to where Popick is and pulling him off the ring apron! COLE Drek’s stopping Popick from doing anymore interfering! The crowd actually cheers Drek Stone for that move. Popick is, obviously, not amused by this, and argues with the OAOAST World Champion and his friend, saying such things as “You’ve got my belt!”, “Puerto’s gonna kick your ass!”, and “Yo momma’s so fat, when she wears a red shirt, people walking down the street say, ‘Hey Kool-Aid!’” COLE Stephen Joseph is getting into it with Drek Stone and Hoff! COACH Stephen Joseph doesn’t have much a brain now does he? The three men who have held the OAOAST World Championship get into a heated argument on the outside. Cappa has stopped stalking PRL, and turned his attention to the heels outside the ring. This gives PRL the perfect opportunity to crawl over and grab his briefcase. He grabs the briefcase, and then uses the ring ropes to get up. COACH Cappa! Look behind you! BEHIND YOU! Hoff and “Reckless” Drek Stone and Stephen Joseph Popick are still arguing on the outside with referee Earl Hebner trying to break it up. The Mad Cappa is looking at the argument on the outside. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican has his briefcase, and he’s ready to strike. The crowd is buzzing in anticipation, sensing a screwjob in the making. COLE The Mad Cappa could be in big trouble right now! The Mad Cappa turns around… And gets BLASTED with the briefcase! The Mad Cappa is down! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO – YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Tha Puerto Rican throws the briefcase out of the ring. Cappa’s lying in the center of the ring, so PRL doesn’t hesitate to get on top of him for the cover, hooking Cappa’s right leg just to make sure. Drek, Hoff, and Popick haven’t seen anything of this as they’re still arguing. COLE Cappa’s down and out! He’s out cold! COACH That briefcase just knocked him into next week! PRL calls the ref’s attention by slapping the mat. Earl Hebner finally notices PRL covering The Mad Cappa, so he rushes over onto his knees to make the count leaving Hoff, Drek, and SJP to continue arguing. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.9999999999999999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* The crowd reacts to the pinfall with a mixture of boos and cheers. PR lets out a “YES!” and pumps his fists as “Know Your Role ‘99” starts playing. Hoff, Drek, and Popick stop fighting when they hear the bell ring. (CLIP ALERT!) Referee Earl Hebner raises Tha Puerto Rican’s hands in victory. Popick smiles and applauds PRL. Cappa holds his head in pain. Drek and Hoff look at each other, shocked that it didn’t take forever for PRL to beat Cappa. (CLIP) PRL raises his hands in victory and taunts the crowd. He heads to a second turnbuckle and raises his right fist in the air a’la The Rock as “Know Your Role ‘99” continues playing. COLE Another match is in the books in the storied rivalry between Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa. (CLIP) PRL gets off the second turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air.A RIVALRY RENEWED The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. "Breathe" by Fabolous starts playing, causing the crowd to pop due to not hearing that music in quite some time. However, they soon remember what happened last week, and start booing. The entrance doors slide open, and The Mad Cappa comes out, with Stephen Joseph Popick right behind him. The boos get louder. Popick has the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt slung over his left shoulder. Cappa has a cocky smirk on his face, wearing a black skullcap on his head and brandishing a baseball bat. He looks over to Popick, who nods his head with a smirk on *his* face. Then, the two men begin their walk to the ring. COLE And that was the last time Tha Puerto Rican and The Mad Cappa fought...until tonight. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with TV time remaining. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. Accompanied to the ring by the One And Only AngleSault Thread World Heavyweight Champion Stephen Joseph Popick. From Northern Virginia. Weighing in at 183 lbs. Representing The Lightning Crew. He is a former two-time One And Only AngleSault Thread Puerto Rican/Italian Champion. THE MADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD CAPPPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! COLE They've fought at AngleManias. They've fought on HeldDOWN~!'s. They've fought on IntenseZones. They've fought in bars, forests, rivers, and bus stops! They've fought all over the world twice over. And now tonight, they fight once again, and this might be the biggest fight of them all! Stephen Joseph Popick is backing The Mad Cappa tonight, in what he hopes will be the last match of Tha Puerto Rican's career! COACH And he might get his wish. You DO know how many times The Mad Cappa has had Tha Puerto Rican's number in the past, do you? COLE Yes. Which is exactly why Popick recruited him for tonight. He knows the history. He knows the past matches these two men have had. And he knows that no one has been able to keep up with PRL as much as Cappa has! COACH That's right. And now tonight, it all ends when The Mad Cappa destroys Tha Puerto Rican once and for all! Mad Cappa high fives Popick, and then climbs up the ring steps to enter the ring. Cappa heads to a second turnbuckle and raises the baseball bat over his head. The crowd boos loudly. Cappa responds by jaw jacking with the fans in attendance. Popick stands on the outside, applauding The Mad One. COLE This is an issue that has been brewing for FOUR years now! And even when they went months and in this case, over a year without facing each other, the hatred was always there. PRL and The Mad Cappa have never been the best of friends. They have made each other's lives a living hell time and time again! And all of that is running through the minds of Cappa, PRL, AND Stephen Joseph tonight on HeldDOWN~! COACH All those old wounds have been reopened for Cappa. He remembers every single rotten thing Tha Puerto Rican has ever done to him. And he's looking to take all that pain, all that rage, all that anger, and throw it back at Tha Puerto Rican tonight! COLE And I'm sure Stephen Joseph will have NO problem with Cappa doing that tonight! COACH Not at all! TMC gets off the second turnbuckle and heads to another second turnbuckle where he raises the baseball bat in the air again to loud boos as "Breathe" continues playing. Cappa taunts the crowd again. The Mad Cappa then gets off the turnbuckle and heads to another second turnbuckle where he raises the bat in the air again. Cappa flips the crowd off. The Mad Cappa then gets off the second turnbuckle and heads to the fourth second turnbuckle where he brandishes the baseball bat again and laughs manically. Popick gives Cappa a thumbs up. COLE All of Popick's hopes and dreams rests on Cappa's shoulders tonight. He wants The Mad Cappa to rid the OAOAST of PRL. He believes 100% in Mad Cappa. COACH And why shouldn't he? Who has beaten Tha Puerto Rican more than The Mad Cappa? COLE Yes, but still. Popick does not want to be let down tonight. COACH And he won't. Because Cappa ain't Tha Puerto Rican. He's ALWAYS, ALWAYS been better than him! Cappa then gets off the second turnbuckle and hands the baseball bat over to a ringside attendant. The Mad Cappa chats with Popick, who gives him the "A-Ok" hand gesture. COACH The Mad Cappa hates Tha Puerto Rican with every fiber of his being. He has been looking forward to this match for the past two weeks. And now, in only a few moments, he's going to get the chance to do what he's wanted to do since March 10, 2003! COLE Fans all over the world are looking forward to these two men colliding once again. They've had classic battles in the past. They've fought over Titles, but tonight, it is all about pride. COACH But for Popick, it is all about getting rid of a thorn in his side. COLE True dat. COACH Stop. COLE Okay. The Mad Cappa stares at the entrance. "Breathe" by Fabolous dies down. The crowd is buzzing in anticipation for Tha Puerto Rican's entrance. COLE PRL going one-on-one against his greatest rival in our main event! COACH The whole world's watching, ESPECIALLY Popick! The lights go down in the arena. A Puerto Rican flag appears on the AngleTron. In big white blocky letters, the following words appear on the screen, with Tha Puerto Rican saying them: *THE CHAMP IS HERE!* "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHH!" With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and "Know Your Role '99" starts playing, with the crowd standing up and cheering loudly. PR is heard saying, "THE CHAMP IS HERE!" throughout the song, while smoke fills the entrance stage and strobe lights appear over, under, and around the AngleTron. A few seconds elapsed, the entrance doors slide open, and out from the smoke comes Tha Puerto Rican. The cheering gets louder. PR looks at the crowd with a smirk on his face. PRL cocks The People's Eyebrow. He snorts, and then begins his walk down the entrance ramp with Popick and The Mad Cappa eyeing him with ANGER in their eyes. BUFFER And his opponent. Coming to the ring at this time. From San Juan, Puerto Rico. Weighing in at 220 lbs. He is one-half of The Badd Boyz. He...is...THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN! Chants of "P.R.! P.R.!" fill the arena as PRL continues his walk to the ring. COLE This will be the EIGHTH one-on-one meeting between PRL and The Mad Cappa in OAOAST history. They have fought at least once every year since 2003. The last time they were in the ring together was in the Lethal Rumble Match at Anglepalooza back in January. COACH Some grudges never die, Cole. COLE In the case of PR and Cappa, you are absolutely right. PRL actually slaps the hands of a few fans for once in his life, and then climbs up the ring steps to get onto the ring apron. He looks at the crowd and chuckles. Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring. He spins around; soaking in the fans' cheers as "Know Your Role '99" continues playing over the P.A. system. PRL does the HBK muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him. The crowd is still cheering. Puerto Rican glances over at Mad Cappa and tells him something before heading to a second turnbuckle and raising his hands in the air to loud cheers. P.R. gets off the second turnbuckle, stopping to say something to Mad Cappa, and then heads to another second turnbuckle where he raises his hands in the air again to more cheers. COLE PRL must focus 100% on The Mad Cappa even with Stephen Joseph Popick at ringside. He's fighting a determined Cappa, a ruthless Cappa, a Cappa who wants to end his career tonight. COACH And a Cappa who WILL end his career tonight! COLE The bell hasn't even rung yet Coach. PRL gets off the second turnbuckle and heads to a third second turnbuckle where he raises his right fist into the air and "smells the electricity" while a single spotlight shines on him ala The Rock. PRL hits a fourth second turnbuckle and does the same Rock pose on it, receiving cheers. Tha Puerto Rican gets off the second turnbuckle...right into a right fist from The Mad Cappa! The lights go back on in the arena and the referee calls for the bell! COACH It's rung now, Cole! *DING DING DING*"A Rivalry Renewed" THE MAD CAPPA (with Stephen Joseph Popick) vs. THA PUERTO RICAN "Know Your Role '99" dies down. The Mad Cappa wails on PRL with right fists in a turnbuckle corner! The crowd is hot, while Popick is smiling evilly. COLE Cappa. PRL. Old rivals. Fighting again. Tonight on HeldDOWN~! TMC continues pounding on PRL, causing him to stumble all the way to the opposite side of the ring. Cappa still punches P.R. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Cappa goes back to the right fists, already causing PRL to become winded! But suddenly, PR ducks a shot, and fires off with a Rock-style punch to the temple! Then another! And another! And another! And another! *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE And PRL firing back with chops of his own! COACH What the hell, Cappa! Get back on the ball! PR grabs Cappa by his left arm, and then whips him into the opposite turnbuckle--Cappa reverses--PRL hits the turnbuckle...but then comes back with a clothesline, knocking The Mad Cappa down! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE And PRL is in control in the early going! Cappa gets back up, so PRL grabs him and punches him in the face several times. He removes the black skullcap from Cappa's head. He then gives him an Irish whip into the ropes--Mad Cappa reverses--Cappa ducks his head, so Puerto Rican decides to give Cappa a spinning neckbreaker taking him down! PR gets back up while Cappa lies on the mat holding his neck in pain. COLE The necks a sore spot for The Mad Cappa. Ever since PRL CRUSHED Cappa's larynx four years ago! COACH And I bet he would do it again if he could! P.R. waits for Cappa to get up. When he does, PRL hooks him up for a LATIN SLAM--no, Cappa elbows PRL in the head! He does it two more times to escape. PRL stumbles all over the ring, until Cappa grabs him by his hair. TMC flips PRL off and then charges forward--PRL reverses--and throws Mad Cappa over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE And The Mad One is out of the ring thanks to The People's Champ! PRL paces back and forth shaking the cobwebs out of him. Popick yells at Cappa to get back into the match. But when PRL exits the ring, Popick quickly scoots away. The Mad Cappa staggers around ringside with Tha Puerto Rican following him. Cappa goes for a back elbow--BLOCKED! PRL scratches Cappa's eyes, and then grabs him by his head, taking him over to the timekeeper's table, where he slams his head on top of the table! COACH There's an area PRL is most familiar with! Cappa staggers onto the ground. Popick looks on concerned while P.R. grabs the cooler from underneath the timekeeper's table and opens it, taking out a water bottle from it. PR takes off the cap, drinks from it...and then SPITS THE WATER BACK INTO THE MAD CAPPA'S FACE~!!! COLE THE DASAINI SPEW OF DOOM~! COACH WHAT!? PRL punches Cappa in the face a few more times. He goes to slam Cappa's head on top of the barricade, but Cappa won't budge. Instead, Cappa elbows PRL in the gut, punches PR in the gut, and then slams P.R.'s face on top of the barricade! COLE And Cappa is back in the driver's seat! COACH Where he will remain for the rest of the match! Cappa taunts Tha Puerto Rican, and then grabs him by his head taking PR into Sofa Central. COLE Look out! But nothing happens as Cappa just drags Puerto Rican through Sofa Central before kneeing him in the gut again. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO O!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" Popick nods in approval of Cappa's actions. Cappa goes for a punch--BLOCKED! PRL fires with Rock-style punches to the temple! PRL grabs Cappa and slams his head on top of the announcers' table! Cappa rolls onto the floor. He gets up, only to get knocked back down by Tha Puerto Rican! COLE PRL and Mad Cappa fighting only a few inches away from us! Earl Hebner tells PRL to go back into the ring, so PRL lunges after him, and that's enough to stop the referee. COLE Earl Hebner letting them fight! COACH Good! This match deserves a proper ending! PRL picks The Mad Cappa up and taunts him for a bit. Popick is now a little annoyed. PRL throws Cappa back into the ring. COLE This match has already turned into a supreme slobberknocker and we're not even five minutes in! COACH 'Supreme slobberknocker?' PRL waits until Cappa is facing him...and then charges forward, clotheslining him over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE And back outside we go! COACH That was quick! Popick is once again on Cappa's case, yelling at him for not kicking PR's ass enough. Cappa just glances over at Popick and goes back to holding his neck. COLE Popick is NOT pleased with The Mad Cappa right now! COACH Of course not! He's letting PRL dominate him! That ain't right! Tha Puerto Rican exits the ring. He lunges after Popick, causing Popick to back off. PRL then grabs Cappa and nails him with punches to the face again. Puerto then grabs Cappa by his head and drags him up the entrance ramp. COLE They're going to the entrance! COACH They're going to use this whole arena as their battleground aren't they? COLE It wouldn't be the first time, Coach! Remember all those WarZone segments these two had? On the entrance ramp, PRL hits Cappa with a knife-edged chop across the chest! He then does another! And another! And a fourth one! TMC walks up the ramp with PRL following him. Once both men are on the entrance stage, P.R. grabs The Mad Cappa--Cappa scratches PRL in the eyes and punches him in the face! TMC grabs PRL in a front facelock on the entrance stage, puts Puerto Rican's left arm over his head, flips the referee, grabs PR's tights, and goes for a suplex--PRL won't let Cappa suplex him! PR does a suplex of his own on Cappa onto the entrance stage! COLE PRL with a suplex onto the STEEL stage! COACH Oh, that ain't right! "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" COLE The crowd 100% behind Puerto Rican tonight! STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK COME ON CAPPA! GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR! The OAOAST Starbucks Double Shot Instant Replay shows PRL giving Mad Cappa a suplex onto the entrance stage. Meanwhile, in real time, PRL taunts Mad Cappa, so Cappa responds with a low blow! COLE And Mad Cappa returns the favour! COACH That a boy, Cappa! Way to go! The Mad Cappa picks Tha Puerto Rican up, and places him in between his legs in a standing headscissors. COLE He could be going for a Cappabomb! COACH Do it, Cappa! Do it! Cappa lifts Tha Puerto Rican up!--PRL forces himself back onto the stage, and then gives Mad Cappa a backdrop onto the entrance stage! COACH Not again! COLE PRL back in control after that brief spurt of offense from The Mad Cappa! PRL plays to the crowd, who cheer. He then picks The Mad Cappa up by his long white T-shirt and drags him back down the entrance ramp, stopping to knee him in the gut along the way. PRL whips Cappa into the ring--NO--Cappa reverses, and PRL hits the ring back-first HARD! PRL stumbles out. Cappa charges forward, right into a clothesline from Tha Puerto Rican! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE PRL responding with another hard clothesline on The Mad Cappa! The People's Champion picks The Mad One up and slams his head on top of the mat! Cappa collapses onto the protective mats. Popick looks on worried as PRL picks Mad Cappa up, making sure to taunt Popick while doing so. Suddenly, The Mad Cappa grabs Tha Puerto Rican's legs out from under him and sets him up, catapulting Tha Puerto Rican right into a ring post, knocking him down! POPICK YES! HA HA! COLE And Stephen Joseph Popick approves of that move by The Mad Cappa! COACH PRL is seeing stars now! Cappa can take control! The Mad Cappa kneels down, taking a moment to catch his breath as Tha Puerto Rican lies on the ground breathing hard. Popick eggs Cappa on. Cappa glances over at Popick and then turns his attention back to Puerto Rican. Cappa gets up and rolls back into the ring to break the count (what count? None.), and then exits the ring again. TMC picks PRL up and knees him in the gut, and then follows that up with a bodyslam right onto the protective mats! Cappa picks PR up and then throws him back into the ring. Cappa makes sure PRL's head is hanging on the outside so that he can drop an elbow onto his face! He then does it again for good measure. "CAP-PA SUCKS!" "CAP-PA SUCKS!" "CAP-PA SUCKS!" "CAP-PA SUCKS!" Cappa yells at the fans and then shoves PRL back into the ring completely, following him right after with an axehandle to the back of PR's neck! Cappa then starts stomping on PRL's chest and stomach while the crowd boos and Popick cheers. COLE The Mad Cappa in control of his most famous rival! COACH Keep up on him, Cappa! Make sure he doesn't get a chance to rest! COLE Who are you, his manager? COACH No, just a really hardcore fan! COLE Since when!? COACH Since last week! COLE At least you're honest. Cappa continues stomping on Tha Puerto Rican. Anytime Tha Puerto Rican shows signs of getting up, he is kicked back down by Cappa! Popick cheers with every kick. TMC grabs Puerto Rican and places him on the second ring rope, choking him with it. EARL HEBNER Come on break it up! One! Two! Three! Four! Earl Hebner tries to pull Cappa off of PRL to no avail! Cappa shoves the ref off of him, finally giving PRL time to breathe. But that ends quickly as Cappa goes right back to choking him with the second ring rope. POPICK Stay on him! Stay on him! Earl Hebner tries to pull Cappa off of PRL again. Cappa shoves the referee away from him while screaming, "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" The Mad Cappa decides to rush forward, bounce off the ropes, charge forward, driving all of his weight onto Tha Puerto Rican--NO! PRL moves out of the way! HOWEVER, Cappa stops in his tracks before he hits the ropes. He flips the crowd off and laughs at them for thinking he was going to miss Tha Puerto Rican. But Tha Puerto Rican is waiting with a clothesline!--NO AGAIN!--Cappa ducks, and fires with a clothesline of his own, taking The P.R. Menace down onto the mat! COACH YES! POPICK YES! The Mad Cappa gets onto a second turnbuckle and flips the crowd off! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OO!" COLE Cappa receiving no love from these fans, when just three years ago, these fans were 100% behind him in his battles against Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Wrestling fans are so fickle, Cole. Cappa shouldn't paid any attention to them! Another "CAP-PA SUCKS!" chant starts up. The former OAOAST Puerto Rican/Italian Champion gets off the second turnbuckle and drops another double axehandle onto Tha Puerto Rican's face! Popick motions for Cappa to not stop beating up PRL. Cappa poses again, drawing more boos. PRL rolls Cappa up! 1... 2... KICK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Popick is freaking out on the outside, chastising Cappa for posing. Both Cappa and PRL get up, and Cappa knocks PR down with a clothesline! Cappa has an evil smile on his face. COLE And look at Cappa, a happy smile on his face! He's proud of that clothesline! COACH And why shouldn't he be? That was a great clothesline! Cappa covers PRL. 1... 2... RIGHT SHOULDER UP!!! THE MAD CAPPA SON OF A BITCH! Cappa goes for the cover again! 1... 2... LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!! COLE PR not giving it just yet! Popick curses under his breath. Cappa does likewise. He covers PRL again, hooking PR's left leg. ONE! LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!! COLE Not even a two count there! ONE! KICK OUT!!!!!!!!!!! The Mad Cappa gets on top of PRL and starts pummeling him with lefts and rights! COLE Cappa with those piston-like right hands! COACH He's turning PRL from red, white, and blue to black and blue! Cappa picks Tha Puerto Rican up and simply throws him through the ropes and onto the floor! COLE Cappa throwing PRL out of the ring as this already chaotic match just got MORE chaotic! The Mad Cappa sneers at the crowd. Popick yells at Cappa to continue his attack, but Cappa yells back, "RELAX! I HAVE EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL!" COLE You know, for someone who hated Stephen Joseph Popick as much as The Mad Cappa did, he sure went under his spell rather quickly. COACH The Mad Cappa did what he had to do in order to get what he wanted. And what he wanted was to see Tha Puerto Rican's career end. And if all goes according to plan, that might happen right here tonight! COLE Cappa actually allowing PRL to buy some time here. COACH Relax, he knows what he's doing. He told Popick that, remember? The Mad Cappa rolls out underneath the bottom rope and grabs Tha Puerto Rican, taking him onto the top of the announcers table again. Cappa taunts PRL as he picks him up and places him in between his legs. COLE Uh-oh! I don't like the look of this! COACH This is it! This will end PRL's career for sure! Look how cruel The Mad Cappa can be! COLE My God, don't do it! The Mad Cappa's gonna send PRL right through the table! COACH Now PRL will know what it's like to have neck problems for the rest of his life! Cappa taunts the fans, readying himself to give PRL either a Piledriver or a Cappabomb...and we never find out what he was going to give PRL as PRL strikes with a low blow, preventing Cappa from doing anything on the announcers table! COACH He cheated! Tha Puerto Rican cheated! COLE Tha Puerto Rican may have saved his career right there! He hit that low blow, and I don't think the referee could see through Tha Puerto Rican's body! He doesn't have x-ray vision! COACH Believed me, brother, if I had x-ray vision, I'd use it for something else if you know what I mean. OH~! PRL and Mad Cappa both rest on top of the announcers table. Popick looks on concerned, stopping only to adjust the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt over his left shoulder. Tha Puerto Rican crawls off of the announcers table and grabs Mad Cappa's head, dragging him off the announcers table and onto the ground, where he picks Cappa up--Cappa counters, going dead weight, so that he can pick PRL up and drop him face-first onto the top of the announcers table! POPICK ALL RIGHT, CAPPA! The P.R. Menace stumbles onto the floor, holding his face in pain! Cappa stops to catch his breath. POPICK WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? ATTACK! ATTACK! CAPPA ALL RIGHT! The Capster grabs a cable and wraps it around Tha Puerto Rican's neck, choking him with it! Cappa pulls back on the cable, causing PRL to gag. COLE The Mad Cappa choking Tha Puerto Rican with a cable! He's trying to knock him out! He doesn't give a damn about being disqualified! He just wants to finish PRL off once and for all! COACH Oh well. Earl Hebner orders Cappa to stop choking PRL, but obviously, Cappa won't listen. TMC finally stops choking PRL, so that he can pick him up and give him several knife-edged chops across the chest! "P.R.!" "P.R.!" Cappa chops PRL across the chest! PRL chops Cappa across the chest! Cappa chops PRL across the chest! PRL chops Cappa across the chest! Cappa chops PRL across the chest! PRL chops Cappa across the chest! Cappa! PRL! Cappa! PRL! Cappa! PRL! PRL! PRL! PRL! Cappa scratches PRL in the eyes, and then applies a front facelock on Puerto. He then follows that up by placing PR's left arm over his head, grabbing PR's tights, and then lifting him up, dropping PRL stomach-first onto the top of the announcers table! COLE Oh my! What a move from The Mad Cappa! Stephen Joseph applauds The Mad Cappa. He nods his head and smiles evilly. PR clutches his stomach and cries out in pain. The Mad Cappa chuckles and then rolls back into the ring, leaving PRL to wither in pain. P.R. slides off the announcers table and onto the floor. COLE PRL's stomach feeling the burnt of that suplex, although I think his left kneecap might have felt it too! PRL is now clutching his left knee in pain. Cappa stops to rest in a turnbuckle corner. PRL is standing up on one leg, holding his left knee in pain. COLE Man, these two men have been in some memorable battles, and we're seeing another one tonight! PR collapses onto the ground. COLE The Mad Cappa physically dissecting his arch-rival tonight! P.R. limps back into the ring while holding his left knee. The OAOAST Starbucks Double Shot Instant Replay shows The Mad Cappa's suplex on Tha Puerto Rican onto the top of the announcers table. The Mad Cappa starts stomping on Tha Puerto Rican just as soon as he enters the ring! COLE The Mad Cappa going right to work on The People's Champion! COACH He looks like The People's CHUMP right about now! Cappa chokes PRL with his right foot! Earl Hebner orders Cappa to stop by the count of 5. Cappa stops choking PRL so that he can shove Earl Hebner halfway across the ring. The crowd boos loudly as Cappa argues with the Senior Referee of the OAOAST. COLE This match has been a brawl right from the start and Earl Hebner has had trouble containing it! Cappa shoves Earl Hebner. Earl Hebner shoves back! The crowd cheers! The Mad Cappa flips Earl Hebner off. Earl Hebner flips The Mad Cappa off! THE MAD CAPPA Eh, fuck you! Tha Puerto Rican hits The Mad Cappa with a right fist! And another! And another! PRL switches to Rock-style punches to the temple! PRL bounces off the ropes, ducks a clothesline, bounces off the opposite ropes, right into a Lou Thesz Press from The Mad Cappa! Cappa fires away with right hands to Tha Puerto Rican! He then just starts pummeling away with rights and lefts to the face of The Electrifying One! COACH The Mad Cappa is always one step ahead of Tha Puerto Rican! That's the way it's always been, and that's the way it'll always be! Cappa flips the crowd off. THE MAD CAPPA FUCK YOU! Cappa bounces off the ropes, stops, flips PRL off, bounces off the ropes again, stops, flips PRL off, flips the crowd off, flips Earl Hebner off, and then bounces off the ropes AGAIN to drop a double axehandle onto Tha Puerto Rican's face! COACH HA HA! They want to boo The Mad Cappa, then fine, be that way! He doesn't like you either! COLE The Mad Cappa in control of Tha Puerto Rican again in this match-up! COACH That was SO much better than The Puerto Rico Elbow! I love that! COVER! 1... 2... KICKOUT!!!!!!!!! COLE Close fall! COACH DAMNIT! Both PRL and Mad Cappa lie on the mat. Cappa is PISSED. Popick is trying to remain calm, but everyone can see how angry he is. COLE Good count, good positioning from the referee. COACH If you say so. COLE Oh will you stop!? Both PRL and Mad Cappa slowly get up. Puerto gets up first, but Cappa clips PR's left leg, causing PRL to fall to the mat again! PRL clutches his left knee in pain. COLE Tha Puerto Rican is in tremendous pain, his left knee is killing him, but The Mad Cappa doesn't care. He doesn't give a damn about PRL. In fact he wants to eliminate Tha Puerto Rican! He wants to get rid of him once and for all, once and forever right here tonight in San Francisco! The Mad Cappa rolls out of the ring and then drags Tha Puerto Rican by his hair so that his PRL's head is on the outside. This allows Cappa the chance to drop an elbow onto Tha Puerto Rican's face! Cappa then drops another elbow onto Tha Puerto Rican's face! Cappa stops to pose. The crowd boos. POPICK Enough posing, Cappa. CONTINUE! COLE Cappa resting, and Stephen Joseph Popick is NOT pleased about that! COACH Yeah! Cappa, you got PRL right where you want him! Don't stop now! The Mad Cappa flips the crowd off. COLE This may come back to haunt The Mad Cappa. COACH Or not. Either way, PRL is in trouble now! Cappa climbs back into the ring and picks Tha Puerto Rican up--Tha Puerto Rican punches Mad Cappa in the gut! PRL starts nailing The Capster with Rock-style punches to the temple! PR gives Cappa an Irish whip into the ropes. PRL goes for a clothesline, The Mad Cappa ducks, bounces off the opposite ropes...right into a Lou Thesz Press from Tha Puerto Rican! COLE Turnabout's fairplay! A Lou Thesz Press from Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Oh no! PRL pounds Cappa with rights to the face! He then switches to simply pounding Cappa with both hands! PRL gets up and drops several fists onto Cappa's forehead. He then charges forward, bounces off the ropes, charges forward again, stops, shakes his shoulders, dusts his right shoulder off, and then FLIPS THE MAD CAPPA THE MIDDLE FINGER, before dropping another fist right onto The Mad Cappa's forehead! COLE Five Knuckle Shuffle from Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Oh give me a break! PRL covers Cappa! 1... 2... LEFT SHOULDER UP!!! COLE Nearfall! COACH Oh, that was a close one! COLE Indeed it was, Coach! Indeed it was! PRL slaps the mat in frustration. He gets up just as The Mad Cappa gets up. PRL with a punch, and then a whip into the ropes, which Cappa reverses. Sleeperhold! COLE Sleeperhold! Sleeperhold on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Yes! He's got him now! YEAH! The crowd is going nuts! The Mad Cappa cinches the Sleeperhold tight on Tha Puerto Rican! PRL flails his arms around while Earl Hebner checks up on him. COLE The Mad Cappa slowing Tha Puerto Rican down with that Sleeperhold on him! COACH He's got him good and weakened now! PRL falls to his right knee. Earl Hebner continues checking on Tha Puerto Rican. The crowd rallies for PRL to fight back. Popick motions for Cappa to "STAY ON HIM! STAY ON HIM!" PRL falls to both knees. COLE PRL's hopes to win this match may be going away right now! COACH They are, Cole! They are! PRL falls to the mat, but then gets back to his left knee. The crowd claps in unison, and their clapping gets louder by the second. PRL collapses onto the mat, still in the Sleeperhold. COLE This one may be moments from being over here in San Francisco on HeldDOWN~! PRL's eyes are closed. Cappa is taunting PRL while still applying the Sleeperhold. Earl Hebner checks on PRL. But PRL lunges after the referee. A "P.R.!" chant starts up again. It gets louder as PRL is taken down to the mat in the Sleeperhold. The referee once again checks on Puerto. Cappa cinches the hold tighter. POPICK DON'T STOP NOW! DON'T STOP NOW! Cappa has an evil grin on his face as referee Earl Hebner checks on PRL once more. PRL can barely move his arms now. COLE This a very sound yet very sadistic move from The Mad Cappa! He's talking trash to Tha Puerto Rican as he's punishing him! That's double jeopardy if you're a fan of Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Which I'm not! At least...not anymore. Indeed, Cappa mouths off to PRL while applying the Sleeperhold on him. The crowd now stomps their feet in unison, getting louder by the second. PRL is kicking his legs, but that's all he's kicking right now. COLE Tha Puerto Rican's gotta fight out of this! COACH He can't Cole! He can't! Finally, Earl Hebner checks on PRL one more time and then lifts PR's left hand into the air. It falls. "ONE!" COACH Here we go! This is it! This is the end! COLE You may be right, Coach! Earl Hebner checks on Tha Puerto Rican again. He then once again lifts PR's left hand into the air. It falls again. "TWO!" COACH It's down twice with only one more to go! COLE The People's Champion is in a bad way here! COACH It's over! Good night, PR! Earl Hebner checks on Tha Puerto Rican. COACH Who's the man? Say goodbye Lightning! Earl Hebner then lifts PR's left hand into the air for a third time. It falls-- NO!!!! COACH Three-WHAT!? COLE He's fighting! That heart is still beating! COACH Oh crap! The crowd comes alive! PRL sits up! He then rolls to his side. He then gets to his left knee. He then slowly gets up. PRL then gets to a vertical base, still trapped in the Sleeperhold! PRL tries to escape, but can't. So he punches Mad Cappa in the gut. He's still in the Sleeperhold! So PRL punches Cappa in the gut again! But Cappa will not let go of the Sleeperhold! Finally, PRL breaks free of the Sleeperhold! He punches Cappa in the face! Cappa punches back! PRL punches Cappa in the face again! Cappa punches back again! PR! Cappa! PR! Cappa! PR! Cappa! PR! Cappa! The two OAOAST veterans engage in a slugfest in the middle of the ring! Back and forth they go, until PRL gains the advantage, hammering Cappa with punches to the temple! Tha Puerto Rican whips The Mad Cappa into the ropes. He follows with a Sleeperhold! COLE And Tha Puerto Rican with a Sleeperhold of his own! Cappa flails his arms around, trying desperately to find something to grab onto. Popick looks on worried. TMC walks around the ring, still trapped in the Sleeperhold...until he hits PRL with a jawbreaker, breaking the submission hold! COACH Phew. COLE Cappa managing to escape the Sleeperhold with a jawbreaker! COACH Notice how PRL was nearly knocked out before escaping the Sleeperhold, while The Mad Cappa escaped the Sleeperhold with a jawbreaker in like twenty seconds? That right there should show you who's the superior of the two! PRL is still on his feet, so The Mad Cappa grabs Puerto and whips him into the ropes. He applies another Sleeperhold on Tha Puerto Rican...but then brings PRL down onto the mat! COLE Fall From Grace! The Mad Cappa's Sleeperhold Slam was just applied on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Excellent move from The Mad Cappa! Cappa takes a deep breath and then collapses onto a second turnbuckle pad. The crowd boos loudly. Popick yells at Cappa for taking a break. POPICK He's vulnerable! GET HIM! GET HIM! COLE This match taking a physical, an emotional toll on both these magnificent competitors! These two talented young men are giving it their all, not for Titles, but for pride and because of the pure hatred that they both share for each other! Popick continues chastising The Mad Cappa. Cappa uses the top ring rope to pull himself up. He then looks at Popick, and sneers at him. COLE Did Cappa just sneer at Popick? COACH No, he was sneering at the crowd! Didn't you see where his eyes were looking at? COLE Yeah. They were looking at Popick! COACH Cappa's a little disoriented, that's all! This match, like you said, took a toll on him! He was clearly sneering at the crowd. He was! Damnit! He was! COLE Who are you trying to convince? Me or you? COACH ...Uh...um...er...uh... Cappa flips the crowd off. COACH There we go! That's better! Cappa covers PRL. COACH He can put Tha Puerto Rican away! 1... 2... LEFT SHOULDER UP!!!!!!!!! The crowd cheers! Popick stamps his right foot! POPICK COME ON! COLE Cappa got a nearfall, but the match continues! Cappa is furious! He gets up, grabs both of PR's legs, and then kicks him in the stomach! COACH It was the abdomen, not the groin! It's legal! It's legal! COLE Yes, Coach, it was legal. COACH Word. The Mad Cappa laughs maniacally. He has an evil smile on his face as he grabs PRL's legs again, and then tries to turn him around. COLE What's Cappa going to do now? PRL tries to fight off whatever Cappa is going to do, but The Mad Cappa is able to turn PRL completely over into THE WALLS OF CAPPA!!! COLE The Walls Of Cappa! The Walls Of Cappa! Mad Cappa has one of his finishing moves applied on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH He's got him! He's got him good! He's got him right where he wants him! The crowd is going nuts! Cappa pulls back on the submission hold, giving PRL even greater pain! Popick is on the edge of his seat (well, if he was sitting down, he would be). PRL screams in agony as Earl Hebner checks on him! COLE That Walls Of Cappa targeting the back of The Electrifying One! Tha Puerto Rican must be feeling hellacious pain right about now! COACH Then just tap, damnit! Give up! Live to fight another day! COLE He won't do that, Coach! Tha Puerto Rican has too much pride, too much of an ego to just give up! COACH Then any pain he feels is his own damn fault! PRL is close to the ropes, but he is in so much pain he doesn't even bother to grab them! COLE All that pressure on the lower back! The end may be near! COACH The end IS near! The end IS near! PRL moves closer to the ropes. Earl Hebner watches as Tha Puerto Rican crawls closer and closer to the ropes, but then The Mad Cappa pulls PRL away from the ropes into the middle of the ring! COLE Look at The Mad Cappa. He's like an executioner, pulling his--his prey back into the center of the ring where Tha Puerto Rican cannot reach the ropes! COACH Excellent ring positioning Mad Cappa! He's putting Tha Puerto Rican away! PRL screams in pain. Popick is nodding his head, feeling that the end is near! Cappa smiles evilly as he continues applying The Walls Of Cappa on PRL. THE MAD CAPPA It's over! It's over! It's over! It's over! The P.R. Menace struggles to reach the ropes. He sticks his left hand out. P.R. then starts crawling towards the ropes. Cappa can't believe it! P.R. crawls more and more, closer and closer, closer and closer to the ropes. PR sticks his left hand out...and grabs the bottom ring rope! COLE PRL breaks the hold! He breaks the hold! The Walls Of Cappa has been stopped! COACH Oh come on Cappa! Earl Hebner orders Cappa to let go of The Walls Of Cappa. After counting to 4, Cappa lets go of the hold. He then starts stomping on PRL! COLE The Mad Cappa pummeling Tha Puerto Rican, not stopping for a second! COACH Which is what he should do! Put him away for good tonight! Cappa stops stomping on PRL to taunt the referee again. Cappa takes Earl Hebner over to a turnbuckle corner and yells at him. The crowd boos loudly. COLE Oh what's that for? COACH He's just telling the referee to do his job! That's all! COLE Oh come on! The Mad Cappa gives Earl Hebner some last words of "advice" and then turns around...right into a punch from PRL! And another! And another! And another! And another! PRL charges, bounces off the ropes, ducks a clothesline from The Mad Cappa, bounces off the opposite ropes, charges forward...DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE OF DOOM~!!! COLE A mid-air collision! A clothesline from both men at the same time! Both men had the same idea! COACH Get up, Cappa! Get up! Both PRL and Mad Cappa lie on the mat. Earl Hebner begins his 10 count. "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" "FIVE!" COACH The first man to his feet will CLEARLY have the advantage! COLE But if neither man gets to his feet, and the referee reaches ten, then this match is over! COACH So then who's better? PR or Cappa? COLE Well, that might depend on who you like more. COACH Well, Cappa has the fighting spirit PRL lacks, so he wins in my mind! "SIX!" PRL starts moving. "SEVEN!" Cappa starts moving. "EIGHT!" Cappa grabs the bottom rope. "NINE!" PRL gets to his right knee. Earl Hebner stops the count. COLE The match continues. COACH Thank the Lord! Mad Cappa uses the ropes to pull himself up. Once he's up, he goes to punch PRL--BLOCKED! PRL fires off with a Rock-style punch to the temple! Cappa fires with a punch! PRL fires back with another Rock-style punch to the temple! Then another! And another! PR continues with The Rock punches, dazing The Mad Cappa! PRL whips Mad Cappa into the ropes--Cappa reverses--PRL bounces off the ropes and fires with a flying clothesline on The Mad Cappa! The Mad Cappa gets back up, so Tha Puerto Rican grabs him and whips him into the ropes again. He follows with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex on Cappa! PRL goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! THREE--TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CROWD AWWWWWWWWWWWW! COLE Close, but no cigar for Tha Puerto Rican! Cappa hearing the count, maybe seeing the count, kicking out just as the three was coming down! COACH There's still hope! As long as that bell doesn't ring, there's still hope! Both Cappa and PRL lie on the mat. The Mad Cappa uses the ring ropes to pull himself up, clearly fatigued now. Cappa rests his head on the top turnbuckle pad while Tha Puerto Rican gets up. COACH And notice how Cappa shoots that shoulder up! Makes sure that Hebner SEES the shoulder off the canvas! PRL gets up, and gets a back elbow to the face! The Mad Cappa punches PRL several times, and then takes him to the ropes, where he punches him in the face some more! The Mad Cappa then grabs Tha Puerto Rican by his left wrist, and then gives him an Irish whip into the opposite ropes. PRL reverses the whip. PR puts his head down, so Cappa kicks PR in the face... KICK! WHA-- NO! PRL shoves Cappa off into the ropes again! BODYSLAM~!!!!!!!! COLE Here we go! COACH Oh damnit! The crowd starts buzzing in anticipation of PR's next move. And true to form, PRL exits the ring, and then climbs the top rope. The crowd stands up and watches as PRL removes his left elbow pad and throws it into the crowd. P.R. then hunches over on the top rope, measuring his target, before standing up...and leaping off the top rope, doing an "UP YOURS!" hand gesture in mid-air, before connecting with his signature elbow drop! COLE The People's Elbow Drop! The People's Elbow Drop connects on The Mad Cappa once again! COACH Agh, I HATE his elbow drop now! Especially since he dropped the 'Corporate' part from the name of the move! COLE He's not Corporate anymore, Coach! He's doing things for The People now! COACH What a suck-up he's turned into! COLE Oh, will you stop!? Seriously! COACH No. COLE UGH! PRL goes for the cover. 1...2...KICK OUT!!! PRL slaps the mat in frustration! COLE PR feeling the match is moments away from being over! COACH Well, he's deluding himself if he thinks that! PRL picks The Mad Cappa up, taunting him along the way. Puerto Rican then whips The Mad Cappa into the ropes--Cappa reverses--NO!--PRL reverses--Cappa bounces off the ropes... SPINEEEEEEBUSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHH!" COACH Oh no. Oh God no. COLE This is it! This could be it! Popick looks on concerned as Tha Puerto Rican KIPS UP~! PR plays to the crowd and paces around the ring. The Mad Cappa is laid out in the center of the ring, so Tha Puerto Rican stands over him...and kicks Cappa's right arm onto his chest. COLE Tha Puerto Rican is feeling it! Tha Puerto Rican is feeling it! COACH NO! NO! NO! COLE It is now time for the most electrifying move in professional wrestling, The Puerto Rico Elbow! PRL removes his right elbow pad and throws it into the crowd! He then does some weird hand signals, stopping to flip Cappa off, and then bounces off the ropes, leaps over Cappa, and then bounces off the opposite ropes-- POPICK TRIPS THA PUERTO RICAN FROM THE OUTSIDE!!! COLE Hey! Wait a minute! COACH Popick! Popick just saved the day! PRL gets up, and crawls towards the ropes-- ::BELTSHOT~!:: COLE Popick hits PRL with the OAOAST Title belt! Tha Puerto Rican collapses onto the mat! Stephen Joseph Popick enters the ring and starts stomping on Tha Puerto Rican! Earl Hebner sees this and calls for the bell! *DING DING DING* (21:05) "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOO!" COLE DAMNIT! DAMNIT! Stephen Joseph Popick has ruined this match! Popick has caused the disqualification! COACH Who cares? Cappa is safe and that's all that matters! COLE He didn't win, Coach. COACH So? He's safe! And that's all Popick cares about! The OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion pounds on his former client to LOUD boos! Popick stomps on Puerto while The Mad Cappa gets up! COLE Cappa was in trouble until Popick came to the rescue! That son of a bitch ruined a great match! COACH Easy there, Mikey Cole! Language! SJP picks Tha Puerto Rican up and starts beating on him! Punches rain down on PRL, until PRL fights back with punches of his own! COLE Yeah! Get him, PR! Get him! PRL fires with Rock-style punches to the temple of Popick! Punch. Punch. Punch. NOW KISS THAT LEFT! Punch! Popick is knocked down to the mat! PRL grabs Popick and whips him into the ropes--Popick reverses--PRL reverses-- KICK WHAM P.R. NIGHTMA-- The Bone Thug clotheslines Tha Puerto Rican! He starts stomping on his cousin to boos! COACH And here comes the reinforcements! The Bone Thug chokes PRL with his right foot! Cuban Wall enters the ring via the top rope and joins in on the beatdown! Soon, Vitamin X and Mr. Boricua follow! And Thomas Rodriguez is right behind, getting a few kicks of his own! COLE Those damn thugs! They're manhandling Tha Puerto Rican right now! COACH Just like all those beatdowns they did on PRL's enemies! Now it's come back to haunt him! Vitamin X, The Bone Thug, Cuban Wall, Mr. Boricua, and Thomas Rodriguez beat down Tha Puerto Rican! Stephen Joseph Popick recovers and joins in on the beatdown himself! The crowd chants for "HEAT!" COLE The Lightning Crew just demolishing their former leader in the middle of the ring! COACH And what a sight it is! I love it! Each member of The Lightning Crew gets a shot in on PRL! The Bone Thug and Vitamin X pick Tha Puerto Rican up. PRL is now dazed and confused. VX, Bone Thug, and Cuban Wall smile evilly. But their smiles fade when Tha Puerto Rican starts laying the smackdown on them bringing the crowd to life! COLE He's fighting back! He's fighting back! COACH Move in! Move in! A punch for Bone Thug! A punch for Vitamin X! A punch for Cuban Wall! Back and forth PRL goes, punching every member of The Lightning Crew in the ring! The punches stagger The LC members, but they are quick to recover charging in all at the same time, driving PRL into a turnbuckle corner! COLE The numbers game is catching up with PRL! PRL, a victim of The Lightning Crew numbers game, which is something I thought I would never see! COACH Karma's gonna get you, P.R.! HA! HA! HA! Cuban Wall, Mr. Boricua, Vitamin X, The Bone Thug, and Thomas Rodriguez all throw punches at Tha Puerto Rican at the same time, further weakening The People's Champion! PRL is nearly out of it, when Cuban Wall throws Tha Puerto Rican right into the waiting arms of The Mad Cappa. KICK WHAM BUST A CAP~!!!!!!!! COLE BUST A CAP! BUST A CAP on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH That never gets old! PRL does a Rock-like oversell of Cappa's Stone Cold Stunner. He flops down onto the mat and convulses while Popick stands over him and laughs evilly. The Lightning Crew all stand tall while PRL withers on the mat! COLE And Popick and The Lightning Crew have managed to take out Tha Puerto Rican here tonight! COACH And that's the end of that chapter! Popick points to the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt and taunts PRL. He then raises the OAOAST Championship belt over his head to boos. "PO-PICK SUCKS!" "PO-PICK SUCKS!" "PO-PICK SUCKS!" "PO-PICK SUCKS!" POPICK Oh stop! I know you all secretly love me! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! COACH Our Champion is riding high! COLE Yes, unfortunately, THAT man right there represents our company as Champion! COACH Why 'unfortunately'? I am loving his Title reign so far! COLE You're the only one then! COACH Oh well, more for me to love! PR lies spread-eagle on the mat. Popick orders The Lightning Crew to do something...and they all do another beatdown on Tha Puerto Rican! COLE Damnit! Stop it! That's enough! The timekeeper rings the ring bell numerous times, but when has that ever worked? The LC pummel PRL into nothingness. COLE Somebody stop this! That somebody looks to be Colombian Heat, who runs down the entrance ramp--only to be stopped by Spanish Fly, who beats on him on the entrance ramp! COACH The gang's all here! COLE Spanish Fly, that traitor! He's out here, and he's once again beating on Colombian Heat, just like last week! COACH Man, you gotta suck to get beat by a midget, huh? Fly and Heat continue their battle on the outside, while in the ring, The Lightning Crew continue their beatdown on PRL! Cuban Wall picks Tha Puerto Rican up. He has an evil grin on his face as he clutches PRL's throat with a GOOZLE~! COLE Uh-oh! Oh no! COACH Uh-oh! Uh-oh! Wall grabs PRL's tights, and then lifts him up! CHOKESLAM! COLE Chokeslam on Tha Puerto Rican! Just like last week! COACH Magnificent job, Wall! Excellent work! Wall looks over at a job well done, and then picks Tha Puerto Rican up again. COLE Now what? Wall taunts PRL, slapping him across the face! Cuban Wall then scoops PRL up onto his right shoulder, parades around the ring with him, and then drops to his knees, crushing PRL with a Wallbreaker! COLE Wallbreaker! And now a Wallbreaker on PRL! COACH WOOT~! COLE Tha Puerto Rican is OUT! He is unconscious! No way could he come out of this unscathed! COACH No duh, dummy. Cuban Wall has a smirk on his face. Wall charges forward, bounces off the ropes, charges forward again, and then jumps up and down onto Puerto Rican with The Lightning Crew Splash! COLE The Lightning Crew Splash! The Lightning Crew Splash on Tha Puerto Rican! And he is DEFINITELY out after that one! COACH Oh hell yeah he is! Cuban Wall high fives Popick and then Vitamin X. He tells Mr. Boricua something. Mr. Boricua does a splash onto Tha Puerto Rican! Mr. Boricua grunts, snorts, and cracks his knuckles. Boricua then picks Tha Puerto Rican up, knocking off his Puerto Rican flag bandana in the process. Boricua yells, and then places PRL right between his legs. Mr. Boricua yells, grabs PRL, and then lifts him up, holding him up in the air for a few seconds...before dropping him down HARD onto the mat with a Powerbomb! COLE Latino Bomb! Latino Bomb on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Good job, Mr. Boricua! You get a cookie! COLE Why are they continuing this? PRL is out cold! COACH Cuz it's fun! COLE I should have figured that one out! Popick tells Bone Thug something. Bone Thug nods his head. Vitamin X and Thomas Rodriguez pick Tha Puerto Rican up. They hold him up while The Bone Thug leaps onto the top ring rope, springboards off of it, and then nails PRL with a reverse DDT! COLE And now Bone Thug with the Fuck Usted Madrefucker! THE BONE THUG ARRIBA LA RAZA~! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Vitamin X tells everyone that it's "My turn!" He picks Tha Puerto Rican up. PRL is groggy. X starts jukin' and jivin'. Punch. Punch. Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch! PRL goes down! X screams, "YEAH-UH~!" He then picks Tha Puerto Rican up again, and scoops him up onto his shoulders in a Burning Hammer position. VX parades around the ring with Tha Puerto Rican on his shoulders, an evil smile on his face. COLE And now this! COACH You can do it, X! Vitamin X lets out a primal roar before throwing Tha Puerto Rican off of his shoulders, and doing a reverse neckbreaker on the way down! COLE And there's The X-Clamation Point! COACH That is indeed The X-Clamation Point for PRL! Vitamin X gets up and does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle to loud boos! He asks The Lightning Crew if they want him to go up. They all nod their heads. So, Vitamin X swaggers on over to the turnbuckle, exiting the ring, and climbing the top rope. COACH This should be good. VX is hunched over on the top rope. He looks down, smiles evilly, and then stands up, so that he can jump off the top rope, soaring in the air, before crashing down with the point of his right elbow directly hitting Tha Puerto Rican's face! COLE The Leap Of Faith! Leap Of Faith on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH And he didn't even get his clothes dirty! VITAMIN X BOO-YAH~! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" VX gets up and does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle again. Colombian Heat is lying on the outside in pain. Spanish Fly climbs the top rope. He waits for Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua to pick Tha Puerto Rican up. COACH Look out below! Spanish Fly leaps off the top rope, hitting PRL with a Fame-Ass-Er on the way down! COACH Fly Swatter! COLE And it just gets worst! COACH For PRL that is. NOT for Popick! Spanish Fly jumps back up and does a karate pose to boos! He yells in Tha Puerto Rican's face, and then poses again. COLE That sellout just got the best of PRL right there! COACH He's not a sellout! He's returned home! He's the 'Prodigal Son'! COLE He's a sellout, Coach! Going against all he believed in for what? What!? Spanish Fly slaps Tha Puerto Rican in the face, and then high fives Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, and Popick. Thomas Rodriguez kicks PRL in the head and then celebrates this with a jig. Popick laughs maniacally and congratulates his Lightning Crew on a job well done. COLE The Lightning Crew has demolished Tha Puerto Rican! He has been destroyed tonight! Who knows what injuries he may have suffered? COACH Truly, this is one of the greatest nights in Stephen Joseph Popick's life! The crowd boos and starts throwing garbage into the ring. Popick continues gloating with The Lightning Crew over what they've just done. Suddenly, he looks to the outside and gets an idea. SJP tells The Lightning Crew to hold on and exits the ring. He walks on over to the timekeeper's table where he shoves the timekeeper out of his seat and grabs the ring bell. The crowd starts buzzing. COLE Oh no. I've got a bad feeling about this. COACH I've got a good feeling about this. Popick tells Cappa something and then throws the ring bell over to him. Cappa is a little confused as to what's going on. COLE No. No. Oh God no. Popick tells Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua to pick Tha Puerto Rican up and send him to the outside. The two big men pick PRL up and throw him over the top rope and onto the floor where he hits the ground with a sickening thud. Stephen Joseph then walks on over and picks Tha Puerto Rican up, telling him something and laughing evilly before dragging him over to a barricade. COLE They're not gonna...please...don't tell me...they're not gonna-- COACH Oh yes. They will, Cole! Oh yes! Oh yes! They will! COLE NO! NO! DAMNIT! NO! NOT AGAIN! The crowd is now clue in on what's going to happen. And they start booing. Loudly, in fact. Popick places PRL's head on the barricade, and then tells Cappa to climb the top rope. Cappa seems a little hesitant, but after some persuasion, he does climb the top rope, the ring bell in his hands. COLE No! No! They're going to cripple him! They're going to end his career! COACH They're going to crush his larynx! They're actually going to do it! Finally, after all these years, The Mad Cappa will have his revenge! COLE PRL is out cold! COACH He won't feel a thing, then! The Mad Cappa is hunched over on the top rope with the ring bell in his right hand. Popick is telling Cappa to crush PRL's larynx right this instant. COACH Think about it, Cappa! This is what you've wanted since May 27, 2003! Now is your chance to make PRL FEEL YOUR PAIN! COLE He's not going to! He doesn't have it in him! COACH He does, Michael! He HATES PRL! This is his chance to get rid of him for good! COLE Stop this! This is insane! COACH This is payback! The Mad Cappa has a look of hesitation on his face. He holds the ring bell in his hands, but doesn't appear ready to use it. The crowd is practically begging Cappa not to do it. But The Lightning Crew is egging Cappa on, especially Popick. COACH What are you waiting for? Jump off the top rope! Do it! Do it now! This is your shot! This is your one chance! COLE Cappa seems to be having a change of heart! COACH What? Don't be nidicolous! He's going to do it! Any second now! He's going to jump off that top rope and CRUSH PRL's larynx just like PRL did to him four years ago! COLE Cappa isn't jumping off the top rope yet! Cappa is thinking things over on the top rope. Popick continues holding PRL in place, and is growing slightly annoyed with Cappa's procrastinating. POPICK What are you waiting for? Do it! Do it! DO IT NOW! COACH This is what you've wanted for four years now, right!? To destroy Tha Puerto Rican? To rid the OAOAST of him! This is your wish coming true! Why aren't you jumping off the top rope!? COLE It looks like The Mad Cappa...doesn't want to do it! COACH Why not!? COLE I don't know why not! He doesn't want to do it! COACH Not this crap again! First PR, now Cappa! COME ON CAPPA! DO IT ALREADY! Popick is now REALLY annoyed with Cappa's procrastinating. POPICK DAMNIT CAPPA! DO IT NOW! I ORDER YOU TO! The crowd is going nuts. Cappa looks at the crowd. POPICK DON'T LISTEN TO THEM! LISTEN TO ME! DO IT NOW! CRUSH HIS LARYNX! THAT'S AN ORDER! Cappa looks at The Lightning Crew in the ring, who are egging him on, annoyed with the procrastinating too. Cappa looks down at Tha Puerto Rican, and a look of remorse appears on his face. The Mad Cappa looks at the ring bell again. COLE The Mad Cappa is confused. He doesn't know what to do! COACH Here's a suggestion: CRUSH HIS FREAKING LARYNX! COLE The Mad Cappa doesn't seem too eager to do that! COACH ...Why? Cappa is still thinking things over. He keeps going back and forth between looking at PRL and looking at the ring bell. Popick is now ANGRY. POPICK Listen, you dare defy me? You dare disobey my orders? YOU DARE GO AGAINST MY WISHES!? DAMNIT CAPPA! CRUSH HIS LARYNX AND CRUSH IT NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW! COLE Popick's annoyed right now! COACH And so am I! CRUSH HIS LARYNX! CRUSH IT! CRUSH IT! CRUSH IT! COLE What will Cappa do? COACH CRUSH HIS LARYNX! The Mad Cappa looks at the crowd. POPICK LISTEN TO ME YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH! That gets Cappa's attention. The Mad Cappa stands up straight on the top rope, and holds the ring bell with both hands. Popick has a wide grin on his face. POPICK Yes. Do it! Do it! Do it! Cappa looks at the crowd, looks at The Lightning Crew and winks at them, looks at Tha Puerto Rican, and then looks at Popick and nods his head. Popick nods back. The crowd is booing loudly. Colombian Heat is starting to get up, watching all of this while doing so. COLE No! No! No! No! No! COACH Here it comes! The Mad Cappa jumps off the top rope, raising the ring bell high up into the air... AND NAILING POPICK WITH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111 "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH WHAT!? WHAT!? WHAT!? COLE WHAT--WHAT DID HE JUST DO!? The Mad Cappa throws the ring bell down on the ground and yells at Popick. THE MAD CAPPA NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT I CAN AND CANNOT DO! COLE Cappa struck Popick! Cappa struck Popick! COACH He missed his target! He missed his target! COLE Oh no, I think he hit his target perfectly! That was a bullseye for The Mad Cappa! The crowd cheers Cappa for what he just did. The Lightning Crew all stand in the ring shocked at what Cappa just did! The Mad Cappa takes a deep breath and looks at Tha Puerto Rican. He then walks on over to him...and pulls him off the barricade! COLE Is he...is he HELPING Tha Puerto Rican!? COACH No! No! No! This is wrong! This is all wrong! I'm in bizarro world all of a sudden! COLE Mad Cappa helping PRL off the barricade! I don't believe what I'm seeing! PRL can't stand on his own two feet, so he falls to the ground instantly. Cappa just stares at PRL...until he catches out of the corner of his eye 6 members of The Lightning Crew exiting the ring and coming right towards him! COLE Look out Cappa! The Mad Cappa quickly hops over the barricade and runs through the crowd, with Cuban Wall, Mr. Boricua, Vitamin X, The Bone Thug, Spanish Fly, and Thomas Rodriguez running right after him! The crowd roots Cappa on as he makes a mad dash for the exit with six angry Lightning Crew members right behind him! COLE The Mad Cappa being chased by The Lightning Crew! COACH Does that mean Cappa's out of The Lightning Crew!? COLE Well, he attacked the leader, so I think so. COACH That ungrateful little punk! Doesn't he realize what he's done!? COLE I think The Mad Cappa would rather maintain his dignity then do Stephen Joseph Popick's bidding! COACH But he HATES Tha Puerto Rican! How could he...how...all...larynx...fights...hatred! UGH! THIS IS SO CONFUSING! COLE This is indeed a very confusing situation, but one things for sure, Popick's going to have quite the headache tomorrow morning! COACH Oh HUSH YOU! The OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion is out cold! How could you joke at a time like this!? COLE Cuz it's fun! COACH I should have expected that. Colombian Heat is up now, and he is checking on Tha Puerto Rican. PRL is still out cold following the attack from The Lightning Crew. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest, as a result of a disqualification...THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN! "Know Your Role '99" starts playing. Colombian Heat starts to help Tha Puerto Rican get up. COLE Well, what a wild night this was! Tha Puerto Rican took on The Mad Cappa once again. Stephen Joseph Popick interfered. The Lightning Crew did a beatdown on Tha Puerto Rican, and then, just when it looked like all hope was lost, The Mad Cappa HIT Stephen Joseph Popick with the ring bell INSTEAD of Tha Puerto Rican! COACH I just don't get it! I can't believe he would hit Popick like that! The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. Cut to the ending of Tha Puerto Rican/Mad Cappa match, starting with PRL about to do The Puerto Rico Elbow. COACH PRL was about to do his stupid elbow. But Popick tripped him. He then hit him with the OAOAST World Championship belt, which is the closest PRL will ever get to that belt, and then attacked him, ending the match. Then The Lightning Crew did their thing on PRL. Beautiful work, Lightning Crew. Then this happened... The Mad Cappa hitting Stephen Joseph Popick with the ring bell is replayed several times from several different angles. COACH Why Cappa? Why? This makes no sense! The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen again. Cut to live footage as Colombian Heat has PRL's right arm over his shoulders and is helping him walk to the entrance ramp as "Know Your Role '99" continues playing. COLE It is all very confusing. Perhaps Cappa will tell us why he did what he did. But right now, Colombian Heat is helping Tha Puerto Rican recover from that BRUTAL attack by The Lightning Crew earlier! COACH The Mad Cappa will pay for this! He's just been added to The Lightning Crew's hit list! COLE I think The Mad Cappa will worry about that once he's done running away from them! They might all be in Fresno right now, which is where we will be next week for HeldDOWN~! by the way! Fans, thanks for tuning into this week's exciting edition of OAOAST HeldDOWN~! We will be sure to see the fallout from this match plus much more next week LIVE from Fresno, California! For Jonathan "Da Coach" Coachman, I'm Michael Cole saying goodnight from San Francisco! COACH I think Tha Puerto Rican left his kidneys in San Francisco! COLE Oh will you stop!? Colombian Heat helps Tha Puerto Rican walk up the entrance ramp. Heat is telling PRL what happened, but PRL is clearly out of it. The crowd cheers as Heat and PRL continue their walk up the entrance ramp while "Know Your Role '99" continues playing. Tha Puerto Rican and Colombian Heat walking up the entrance ramp is the last image we see before we fade to black.FADE OUT Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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