HIW: Devo Tremors vs Doman Schwahling vs Khalid Al-Kazim

In the interest of being complete I will post matches for my characters where possible. The below was not written by me, although I edited it at some point to fit the formatting of the way I wrote matches. The original in it’s unedited form is lost to the ravages of time. The world weeps.

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“The Freshmaker” DEVO TREMORS
vs.
“The Living End” DOMAN SCHWAHLING
vs.
“The Scimitar” KHALID AL-KAZIM

HIW Sunday Night Luau
April 18, 1999
Location: unknown

* * * * *

Joe Konga (JK): Anyways, according to these lame cue cards they give us before the show — which I’m not reading off of — up next is our big main event to see who gets the J-Crown shot next week.

Mike Akaye (MA): Since Joe did my job for me, let’s go down to Joe Hirono in the ring for the introductions.

[Hirono. Mic. Nice looking suit. It’s all good.]

Joe Hirono (JH): Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a THREE WAY elimination match, and is for a shot at the J-Crown next week on Luau! Ladies and gentleman… ARE YOU READY?

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”

JH: Introducing first…

[Ah, yes, the war cry of the vatos. With an “Unos, Dos, Tres!”, the psychosomatic opening riff of “Only A Lad” shoots like white noise through the stadium’s P.A. system. The knifelike slashes of purple foot lamps do their cross of beams, mist roiling furiously in an endless spiral through the entryway. Exene emerges first, to a blinding beat of violet strobes, looking malcontent as usual — baggy JNCOs with the knees torn out, A-style crew shirt, tacky black sports bra beneath. It *must* be showtime, with all the
pyrotechnics and special garbage effects therefore entailed.]

JH: Hailing from Manhattan Beach, California… weighing in at two hundred and thirty-six pounds… he is the self-proclaimed “Pariah of the National Wrestling Council”… at a record of one and zero… ladies and gentlemen, this is…

…..”THE LIVING END”… DOH-MAN SCHWAAAAAAAHLING!!!

“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

[No stop from Exene to await her brother’s entrance — instead, she strolls the aisle with a blunt march, moving wide around the ring and taking up a point near the steel steps.]

MA: Exene Schwahling, fresh from her tour of Japan, will be in her brother’s corner tonight.

JK: Either her brother’s corner, or my lap. One of the two.

[Some classic Doman dramatics, only making that casual segue of a stride through the mist after the last breath of his name has been yodeled out. Schwahling’s in rare form tonight, hands in a careless thrust into the pockets of his low-hanging black denim shorts, directly under the sagging fit of a Schwahsylum hockey jersey. Black and purple, with a lick of silver trim, Doc Martens double-knotted, and a condescending smirk in place.]

JK: And here comes like the most overrated cruiserweight in the National Wrestling Council.

MA: Doman Schwahling, looking very loose. Very confident.

[Looking more like he owns the aisle, actually. His lidded chestnut eyes boredly assessing the ring as he makes his way from the entrance platform, the crowd whipped into a vile frenzy on either side of the restraining fence. The very picture of zen arrogance, Schwahling hardly even registers the heat they’re radiating, slithering under the bottom rope, and rising to a casual kneel near his corner.]

MA: He looks ready for this one, Joe.

JK: He looks STONED.

[Doman has arrived. The lights then dim for the millionth time tonight, making several fans glad they brought laser pointers or lighters.]

JH: And his opponent…

[For the second time tonight, “The Race to the Gallows” by Hector Berlioz blasts through the speakers, drawing a bit of booing from the crowd, who’ve already learned not to like him.]

JH: The man who earlier defeated Nez Perce to earn this slot. He is from Istanbul, Turkey and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds…

…..HE IS “THE SCIMITAR!”… KHALLLLLID! AL! KAZIMMMMMMM!!!

[Also for the second time tonight, blood-red floodlights come up as Kazim strides from the entranceway, pausing while “DEVOURER” is scrawled into the Jumbo-Tron and red lasers criss-cross into an inverted crucifix through the word. Only this time, he isn’t alone. Filing out of the entranceway around him are a half-dozen women in long, all-concealing traditional Middle Eastern robes and their faces are swathed with opaque black fabric. None of the women look up; only Khalid does and only to the man in waiting in the ring.]

[Swiftly, the seven stride down to the ring, the half of the women and Khalid diverting to the left, the others drifting off to the right. They meet behind the ring, where Kazim helps them into the crowd. He waits at ringside for the third participant in the match.]

MA: We’re now awaiting one — Devo Tremors.

JK: Wonder how many Devo’s will come out tonight. I say 5.

MA: Right.

[The house lights in the arena go out and a series of multi-colored strobes begin to bounce back and forth across the audience. The Foo Fighter’s “Big Me” begins it’s mellow journey through the speakers and into the arena. There is a small smattering of recognition applause that ripples through the crowd, which is joined by the noisy jumble of Devo’s personal Middle Aged Fan Club, seated somewhere in the upper balcony. The camera cuts to a shot of the seven “Tropical Housewives” jumping up and down, clapping and screaming his name. They hold a couple of signs. One, familiar from last Sunday, reads “Devo Makes Me Fresh”, while a second sign proclaims, “I Wanna Feel Tremors”. A collective “ewwww” can be sensed in households all over Hawaii at the thought of either slogan.]

JH: Ladies and gentlemen… soon to be entering the ring, from Boston, Massachusetts… weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety-seven pounds…

…..”THE FRESHMAKER” DEEEEEVOOOOO TRRRRREMORSSSSSSSSSS!!!

[The frenetic lights all quickly unite as one at the ring entranceway and out walks Devo Tremors, resplendent in his two-tone pastel green and orange wrestling tights, the letters D-E-V-O stenciled in red down each leg. His yellow mane is tied back in a ponytail, and he sports the familiar goatee and now neatly trimmed sideburns. Of course, he wears a white t-shirt emblazoned with a “Mentos” logo. As he steps through the curtain, he steps to one side and motions with his hand towards the entrance. Soon enough, a second man emerges from the curtain, and it is… Devo Tremors. Dressed exactly as the first Devo, Devo #2 enters to a confused murmur from the crowd and steps to the opposite side as Devo #1 and himself motions to the curtain. Out pops… Devo #3. A near mirror image of Devo’s #1&2, Devo #3, bursts through the curtain and flings both his arms into the air. Their is a mild pop from the crowd in general and a huge roar from the Middle Aged Posse, who are by now completely beside themselves at the thought of three Devos. As always, it’s best not to think about it.]

MA: Well, Joe, it appears that the mystery of multiple Devos has not been completely solved after all.

JK: Great. Like one of these dorks wasn’t enough. Somebody outta tell this clown that a triple threat match means their are three participants, not three OF EACH participant.

[As the three Devos make their way casually to ringside, flipping rolls of Mentos candies to the audience, it becomes plain to see that two of them are quite clearly not the real deal. Devos #1&2, while dressed the part, and certainly passable from afar, crumble under the weight of closer scrutiny. One has a much rounder face then the real Devo, while the other is of a slightly darker complexion with beady eyes. All three finally reach ringside where the real Devo removes his t-shirt, hands it to one of his clones, then slides under the bottom rope and into the ring.]

MA: Devo looks ready.

JK: As do all the other jobbers. Let’s get it on!

[DING! DING! DING!]

MA: And there’s the bell! For those of you who don’t know the rules here… it’s an elimination match, meaning any man who gets pinned–

JK: Goes and watches from the locker room like a loser! HAHA!

MA: Well, yeah, something like that. Last man standing wins.

JK: Speaking of which…. Schwahling and Tremors are going at it already!

MA: Flashbacks of last week folks… Schwahling and Tremors in the middle of the ring! [SMECK!] OH! Roundhouse kick by Tremors sends Doman quickly to the mat!

JK: The chump’s back up, though. Sheit… look over at Al-Kazim, taking his merry way to the outside.

MA: And I don’t think the ref sees it. Meanwhile Schwahling with a HUGE lariat to Tremors. Devo stumbles back, but bounces off the ropes.

[SMECK!]

JK: Into a BIG spinwheel kick! Tremors goes down with force!

MA: And Doman quickly down with an elbow drop.

JK: The ref just now notices Al-Kazim. Damn shame, too. He’s gotta come in and get his ass kicked by Big Schwahling, too.

MA: NO! Tremors getting the life choked out of him while the refs back was turned! Tremors really getting the most of this match early on.

JK: Doman with a slow pick up now… arm bar applied to Tremors. BOOORRR-IIINNNG!

MA: Back elbow by Devo sends Doman staggering, but not releasing the hold. WHAT IN THE– A duckunder by Tremors… behind Schwahling now… [WHAM!] BIG OVERHEAD GERMAN SUPLEX! THE COVER!

JK: HAHA! Not even a one count! Al-Kazim RIGHT THERE to make sure that he got a cheap shot in. I’m liking this dude.

MA: And Khalid quickly slides out of the ring again! For a man that has already wrestled once tonight, that’s a DAMN good strategy!

JK: Of course Devo and Doman still go at it.

[FOOMP]

MA: Low blow by Schwahling! Devo is doubled over in pain… Doman with a BIG overhead pick up… [WHAMMM!!] AND DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB!

JK: Into another attempted cover! Khalid stays outside this time!

 

……………………………………………ONE!

 

…………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THR–

 

MA: NO! Big kickout by Tremors.

JK: Damn. Thought the favorite was already out of this contest.

MA: Doman moving over Devo for the pick up… NO! Forearm shot by Devo. Doman stumbles back enough to give Tremors some breathing room! And a quick hop up by Devo Tremors!

JK: I can see Khalid staying out… Devo trying to stay alive… Doman kicking ass… and this match going a VERY long time.

MA: Tremors and Schwahling with a tie-up now… Irish whip into the corner now by Tremors… charging in!

JK: NO! Schwahling moves out of the way! Tremors goes…

MA: SPRING BOARDING OFF THE TOP! Devo read Doman’s bluff! Off the top now! Doman turns around…. FLYING CROSS BODY!

[SMECKKK!!]

JK: Is it too late to change any predictions?

MA: Devo quickly back up top! [SMECK!] MISSILE DROP KICK! Doman goes back down to the mat hard! The tides have quickly changed in the ways of one Devo Tremors.

JK: What’s up with al-Kazim? Dude’s just watching from the outside.

MA: It’s called thinking.

JK: Nah… it’s called chickens[bleep]t. He’ll get his soon enough.

MA: I think he heard you…. Al-Kazim floating up onto the apron now… Tremors and Schwahling lock up in the middle of the ring again.

JK: Wait! Exene is up on the apron behind Al-Kazim! Cheap shot time. HIT ‘EM LOW, BABE!

MA: Tremors with a whip into the ropes… NO! Reversed by Schwahling! Tremors heading for al-Kazim and Exene!

JK: NO!! NO WAY!!!

MA: Kazim ducks! Tremors goes flying into Exene and BOTH go flying to the outside!

JK: My poor baby… DAMNIT! She’s bleeding from the nose! It’s all that damned Devo’s fault! Now he’s trying to help her up!

MA: Tremors helping Exene to her feet here… [SMACK!] OH LORD! BIG Backhand by Exene! Tremors doesn’t look to happy about that one!

JK: You touch her and *I’LL* kill you!

MA: After a momentary stare down, all three men are in the ring.

JK: Smart guy, Devo is.

MA: Doman going after Devo AGAIN!

JK: Yeah, he’s pissed that Devo hit Exene.

MA: Irish whip into the corner… [WHUM-RATTLE!] Schwahling follows up with a BIG clothesline!

JK: NO! Devo got a boot into the face of Doman! Devo shoves Schwahling into the corner!

MA: Tremors now lifting Schwahling up to the top rope…. BIG SUPERPLEX!

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

JK: WAIT! Here comes Al-Kazim! CHEATER!

MA: Khalid Al-Kazim moving in on both men now… Tremors up after delivering the Superplex… [WHAM!] AND BACK DOWN WITH A ROCKERDROPPER!

JK: WHOH! That rocked! Maybe because I just like the name… I don’t know.

MA: Khalid picking up both men now…. OH DOCTOR!!

[WHAMMM!!]

JK: We’re getting sued.

MA: DOUBLE INVERTED DDT FROM KHALID AL-KAZIM!! AND THE DOUBLE COVER!

JK: HAHA! He’s gonna end it on one move!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………….THREE–

 

JK: Schwahling saved BOTH their asses by kicking out there!

MA: Al-Kazim picking up Doman…. only to whip him across the ring and into the corner!

[WHUM-RATTLE!]

MA: Pick up on Devo now… and a BIG over the shoulder carry! Tremors’ back against the shoulder of Kazim. A bit of a back breaker.

JK: But he’s running at Schwahling in the corner! A double collision coming right up!

[THONK!]

MA: NO! Doman moved! Tremors goes head first into the steel pole! [WHAMMM!!] AND DOWN WITH A FACE FIRST POWERBOMB! Khalid Al-Kazim cleaning house!

JK: But Doman is RIGHT behind Al-Kazim! PAYBACKS ARE A BITCH, RUSSIAN!

MA: Russian?

JK: Whatever he is.

MA: Anyway… Doman spins Al-Kazim around… boot to the midsection of the bigger man… HUGE swinging neckbreaker! A *much* needed move for Doman Schwahling!

JK: Look over in the corner! Tremors has managed to get up and scale the top rope! Neither man sees him yet!

MA: Schwahling with a pickup on Al-Kazim… DEVO JUMPS!

“GAAAAAAAAAASP!”

[SMECK-WHAMMM!!]

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”

JK: OH MY GOD! EVERYONE’S DEAD!

MA: CORKSCREW DOUBLE HIGH CROSS BODY BLOCK!! Devo Tremors has sent BOTH men to the mat, and has them both in a defensive position! The tides of war turn yet again!

JK: MY GOD! I still can’t believe he just pulled that shit off!

MA: Devo running over to the other side and jets to the top! YES! YES! He’s calling for the Tremor Driller! He wants to get rid of al-Kazim… and NOW!!

JK: Devo’s up! He looks down! AND LEAPS!

“WOHHHHHHHHHH!”

MA: WAIT! Doman runs over! NO!! He catches Devo in mid air! A FIREMANS CARRY BY DOMAN SCHWAHLING! And spinning Tremors around!

JK: Once… twice… three times… [WHAMMM!!] AND DOWN WITH A MICHINOKU DRIVER II!!

MA: Al-Kazim is still out! Doman goes for the cover!!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

……………………………………………………………………………………………THREE!!!

 

JK: NO! NO!

“AAAWWWWWWWWWW!”

MA: ONLY TWO! The ref only signals two! What a breath taking moment!

JK: Now Doman goes to the top! Al-Kazim is STILL hurt from the Tremors cross body earlier… Schwahling on the top looking over Devo now!

MA: Schwahling leaps! SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!

JK: WHERE DID HE COME FROM!

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

“OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

MA: KHALID AL-KAZIM MEETS SCHWAHLING IN MID-STRIDE OF THE MOVE! A HALF ROTATION INTO A FACE SPIKE!

JK: And another quick cover! SCHWAHLING IS GONE!

 

…………………………………………..ONE!

 

…………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

……………………………………………………………………………………….THREE–

 

MA: NO! Doman BARELY getting his right shoulder up! And now all four men are down!

JK: Haven’t you noticed that it ALWAYS happens this way?

MA: Tremors is moving! Devo is moving!

JK: Who cares… first guy up never wins.

MA: Tremors now slowly to his feet as he backs into the corner for an added foundation… Devo running out now… BIG STOMP TO SCHWAHLING!

JK: Ewwwww.

MA: Khalid Al-Kazim up to his feet now… sees Devo with his back turned towards him! Al-Kazim from behind with an inverted fireman’s carry! A spin around! [WHAM!] HANGMANS NECKBREAKER!

JK: A SPINNING NECKBREAKER TOO!

MA: Schwahling slow to his feet… [WHAMMM!!] SPRINGBOARD INVERTED THESZ PRESS! Doman hits the mat hard!

JK: OH! But Devo comes off the ropes with a slide tackle to the side of Al-Kazim’s face!

MA: And Devo again slowly regains control… a pick up on Schwahling now… piledriver position! AND DROPS SCHWAHLING DOWN!

JK: Now he’s going back to the top!

MA: Devo Tremors doing what he does best… on the top rope now… AGAIN, HE CALLS FOR THE TREMOR DRILLER!

JK: He’ll hit it, and then Schwahling will be dead.

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

MA: Devo leaps! YES! YES! YES! TREMOR DRILLER!!

JK: And the elementary cover!

 

……………………………………………. ONE!

 

MA: WHAT’S KHALID DOING!??!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

…………………………………………………………………………………………..THR–

 

JK: WHAT IN THE WORLD!

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

MA: KHALID AL-KAZIM OFF THE TOP WITH A 720 LEG DROP ACROSS THE BACK OF DEVO’S HEAD!!! HE ROLLS DEVO OVER FOR A COVER OF HIS OWN!!!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

JK: NOOOOO!! TREMORS GOT ROBBED!

[Hirono.]

JH: Ladies and gentlemen… eliminated from this match… DEVO TREMORS!!

[Guys.]

MA: Devo Tremors — the favorite coming in — has been eliminated by Khalid al-Kazim!

JK: And the damn Russian covers Schwahling who has been hit by a Tremor Driller!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

MA: NO! ONLY TWO! ONLY TWO!

JK: Forget your Ridlan, Mike?

MA: Al-Kazim can’t believe it, and quite frankly, neither can I!

JK: Only thing I can’t believe is that Tremors has been C-H-E-A-T-E-D… CHEATED!

MA: Kazim with a full hair pick-up on Schwahling… double underhook set-up… picks up Doman for a suplex!

[WHAMMM!!]

JK: BIG BRAINBUSTER! IT’S OVER!

MA: WAIT! Al-Kazim rolls through the brainbuster! [WHAM!] DOUBLE ARM DDT! DOUBLE ARM DDT! DOMAN IS MOTIONLESS!

JK: What pressure on the back of Schwahling’s neck!

MA: Kazim going over for the pin… NO! HUGE eye rake by Schwahling!

JK: How he found that strength… I may never know.

MA: Kazim backs off and gives Schwahling enough time to climb up with some help of the ropes… KAZIM CHARGING AT SCHWAHLING!!

JK: NO! Back body dropped by Doman! BUT KAZIM LANDS ON THE APRON! TURN AROUND DOMAN!

MA: He does! Doman turns around! GRABS KHALID AL-KAZIM! BIG CRADLE SUPLEX!

[WHAMMM!!]

JK: Yeah, biatch! Whose neck is hurting now!

MA: What in the world is Doman Schwahling doing?!? He’s un–

JK: UNTIEING THE PADDING ON THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!!

MA: Schwahling is wanting to seriously injure Al-Kazim here! And this move could very well do it!

JK: Doman picks up Kazim off the ground…

MA: Despite al-Kazim’s efforts of fighting back, folks. Schwahling has him right where he wants him. Kick to the gut by Schwahling… NO!!

JK: OH MY LORD! MOTHER OF GOD! JESUS CHRIST!!!

[THANGGG!!]

MA: SUICIDAL DDT!! SUICIDAL DDT! ONTO THE EXPOSED STEEL OF THE TURNBUCKLE!!

“WHOOOOOAAAAA!!”

JK: Al-Kazim has been busted open on the forehead! WOOHOO!

MA: As if that wasn’t enough, Schwahling is calling for the Nagasaki Bomb! Al-Kazim is in trouble here!

JK: Damn bastard isn’t even moving!

MA: Schwahling setting Al-Kazim up on top… Doman resting on the middle turnbuckle. Hooks Al-Kazim for the fisherman’s buster!

JK: HE SLIPS! SCHWAHLING SLIPS!

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

MA: BUT STILL GETS THE MOVE OFF! DOMAN SCHWAHLING HITS HIS FINISHER ON KHALID AL-KAZIM! NOW THE ELEMENTARY COVER!!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

MA: TWO?! TWO!! THE REF ONLY SAYS TWO!!

JK: Unbelievable. Just simply unbe-f’n-lievable.

MA: And Doman is furious! Doman Schwahling is going back up to the top rope to try and put Al-Kazim away for good!

JK: Schwahling looks down in a glare of fury! LEAPS!

MA: NO! MET BY AL-KAZIM! Al-Kazim up and caught Schwahling with a lariat as he came off the top!

JK: Oh great. Another MIRACLE comeback!

MA: Doman to his feet first… Khalid slow here… [SMECK!] OH MY! JUMPING FRONT KICK! JUMPING FRONT KICK!

JK: Whoa! That came out of the blue and nearly took the poor sunuvabitch’s head off!

MA: Al-Kazim climbing to the top… looks back at Schwahling… BIG FLYING ELBOW FROM A MOONSAULT TAKE OFF!

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

JK: This freak has some agility for being as big as he is.

MA: Schwahling refuses to stay down though! Kazim meets him at his feet… HEART PUNCH! Doman freezes in place!

JK: Kazim off the far side ropes… OH LORD! FLYING CORKSCREW FOREARM!! DOMAN HITS THE MAT HARD!

MA: The cover!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

JK: NO! ONLY TWO!

MA: ONLY TWO, FOLKS! Bloody face and determination — Kazim is all of these and STILL can’t keep Doman Schwahling’s shoulders to the mat! What a hell of a match-up between two GREAT future stars of this game!

JK: Blah, blah, blah.

MA: Al-Kazim looming over Doman now… WAIT! [WHAM!] Doman with a double leg takedown on Kazim! Kazim hits hard… SCHWAHLING CRAWLS OVER!

JK: YES! HE HOOKS A BOSTON CRAB! BOSTON CRAB BY DOMAN SCHWAHLING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!

MA: And there’s nowhere to run! Doman Schwahling wrenching down hard on the back of Al-Kazim! So far away from the ropes!

JK: Damn Russian! GIVE UP! JUST GIVE UP, KHALID!

MA: Al-Kazim now trying to make his way to the ropes… he’s still a good FIVE feet away!

JK: HA! He’s tapping! Al-Kazim is tapping!

MA: No he isn’t! He’s hitting the mat in pain! Kazim lunges for the ropes! Again! And again! AND AGAIN! ALMOST THERE!

JK: BUT NO DEAL! Schwahling pulls Al-Kazim back into the middle of the ring! This man has been in this DEVASTATING maneuver for a good 4 minutes or so!

MA: And AGAIN! Al-Kazim just WILL NOT QUIT! More lunges for the ropes! AGAIN!

JK: NO!

MA: YES! YES! YES! Al-Kazim gets to the ropes! The submission hold is broken! Schwahling is furious!

JK: I can’t believe this! He was tapping, damnit!

MA: Schwahling climbing up to the top as Al-Kazim climbs slow to his feet… Schwahling on top now… KAZIM DIVES FOR THE ROPES! AND DOMAN GETS CROUCHED! Doman suffering on the top rope!

JK: And Kazim is climbing up there with him!

MA: The brawl ensues! Kazim turning Doman around to face the crowd… [WHAMMM!!] REVERSE HURRICANRANA!! AL-KAZIM WITH A UNBELIEVABLE MOVE! SCHWAHLING IS DOWN!

JK: And Khalid Al-Kazim is running against the ropes! TACO!!

MA: WHAT?

[WHAAAMMMMM!!!]

JK: TACO! Al-Kazim will be eating tacos after this match! BIG SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT FROM THE SECOND ROPE! THE COVER!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

MA: AND NO!! AGAIN DOMAN SCHWAHLING GETS THE SHOULDER UP! WHAT MORE CAN KHALID AL-KAZIM DO!

JK: Lose! That’s all he can do!

MA: Al-Kazim picking up Doman Schwahling… full nelson applied by the bigger man! WAIT! THAT WAS HIS SET UP TO HIS FINISHER! [WHAM!] FACE FIRST FULL NELSON BUSTER!! THE RED RECEIPT!

JK: S[bleep]t. That’s all I have to say. Oh yeah… OH DOCTOR!!

MA: Al-Kazim with a pick up on Schwahling! THIS IS IT!

JK: INSIDE CRADLE BY DOMAN!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

JK: It’s over! An Inside Cradle won it!

MA: Shut up! ONLY TWO! Al-KAZIM GOT THE SHOULDER UP!

JK: DAMNIT!

MA: Khalid slides behind Doman, now… [WHAMMM!!] THE MALEDICTION!! AL-KAZIM HITS HIS FINISHER!! Schwahling’s neck hitting the mat at an awkward angle there! He could be severely hurt!

JK: NO! IT CAN’T END LIKE THIS!

MA: Al-Kazim rolls over for the cover! He hooks the leg as the crowd count along!

 

…………………………………………….ONE!

 

……………………………………………………………………TWO!!

 

………………………………………………………………………………………..THREEEEEE!!!

 

JK: NOOOOO!!!

[DING! DING! DING!]

JH: Ladies and gentlemen… the winner of this match, and earning a shot at the J-Crown title next week on Luau… KHALID AL-KAZIM!!!!

[Loud cheers and boos for Kazim.]

MA: THIS NIGHT IS OVER FOLKS! AND WHAT AN ENDING!

JK: Nooooooo! What a bloody mess Schwahling left Al-Kazim in, though! What in the world?

MA: Kazim wiping blood on the forehead of Schwahling as he walks out of the ring… whatever that was about, I’m sure there was a reason.

JK: I doubt it.

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