2014.07.30: PWN - MSW - MSW Presents: Back to Basics

Intro

Date: Wednesday, July 30th

Location: Kansas City, MO

Commentary: Alex Smith (play-by-play), Alex Bradford (color)

Promoter: Danny Stevenson

Authority: Danny Stevenson, Drew Stevenson, Giant

Welcome... to EM ES DOUBLE-YOU AND WELCOME TO BACK.. TO.. BASSIIICSS!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKHgSOGSIIw

The song is finishing, the crowd is going nuts and we cut to ringside with Alex Bradford and Alex Smith.

Smith: Welcome ladies and Gentlemen to the big show of the night, Back to Basics! I wish I could be more excited right now but just moments ago at the Unstoppable Pre-Show, we just saw Roman Gold and TJ Bryce get a jump on the Steel City Dream from LEGACY, Bobby Langford, who stepped in to help a friend in need! Drew Stevenson, Danny Stevenson and trainers were just checking on him to make sure he could compete but all the power to Langford he refused to abandon Deacon Cash!

Bradford: Stupid move if you ask me, Smith. The Gentlemen's Club is one hell of a tag team in MSW and they saw a threat so they took care of it! But that's not even the biggest part of tonight, Smith! The PURE 15 Championship debuts tonight and my that's a very shiny Trophy if you ask me! And there's the long anticipated Women's Championship match, the first Tag Team Champions are crowned tonight AND my personal favorite, the Heavyweight Triple Threat! Bryce Manning, Peyton Kaiser and Luke Jackson! 

Smith: You've got some points there, Bradford. We've seen a hell of a change in Peyton these past two weeks, including him adapting the Kaiser name after his father just like his sister Artemis, and brothers Oliver and Cameron! Peyton has done what he needs to do to get into that mental state to take the championship here tonight! But it's just not going to be that easy because Bryce has been more dominant than ever before since he stepped foot into MSW and Luke Jackson might be small but I'd never count him out. That kid can define Innovaton!

Bradford: Like Bryce Manning already did? Yeah right. But let's not forget the LeBroc Harris Invitational tonight against Daniel Smart AND Marie Porter takes on Heather Jones and Christine Nash in a contenders match for the MSW Women's Championship! So many big things in store, and we'll see how your buddy Langford does because he's up next!

Deacon Cash & Bobby Langford Vs Gentlemen's Club

Bradford: Well he's actually showing up so I'll give him a lot of credit for coming out here to compete moments after an attack but the damage has already been done. Sometimes all it takes is a well-timed sneak attack to obtain a crippling advantage.

Smith: That may be so, but the heart of Bobby Langford and Deacon Cash won’t allow them to just roll over and die. They may be in dire straits but they’ll keep on coming until their body quits or the match is won.

As the bell rings Bobby Langford struggles throughout the early part of the match as Roman Gold and TJ Bryce make frequent tags to keep him isolated from Deacon Cash, exploiting the injuries they inflicted moments ago in a series of double team moves. The Gentlemen’s Club takes liberty with the rules as Roman Gold chokes him in the corner with the referee’s back turned and hits a superkick/german suplex combo while the referee is distracted by Deacon Cash trying to run in to the ring. After several more minutes Bobby manages to finally fight out of the corner by connecting with a strong style sambo suplex on TJ Bryce! Bobby slaps the mat several times as he gets up as he seems to get a second wind, hitting TJ Bryce with a stiff looking polish hammer immediately upon getting back to his feet. Roman Gold looks to dart into the ring only to get hit with a polish hammer himself

Smith: Bobby Langford is getting back into this match, he’s taken an amazing amount of punishment but he wont give up! He won’t quit no matter how tough the situation is! But he desperately needs to tag in Deacon Cash.

Bradford: It’ll take more than heart to beat the Gentlemen’s Club though, true gentlemen always get what they want, this match still has a long way to go.

Bobby Langford whips TJ Bryce with authority to his corner causing him to grab his back and stumble forward before falling face down on the mat. Bobby tags Deacon Cash as he lifts TJ Bryce up high with a delayed vertical suplex as Cash climbs the turnbuckle. With a great amount of hangtime Cash hits a crossbody on Bryce as Langford snaps back with the suplex. Cash goes for the pinfall.

1!

2!

THRE/Roman Gold makes the save at the last possible second to break the pin up!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Bobby Langford begins brawling with Roman Gold as it ends up spilling to the outside. Deacon Cash goes to work as he strikes him with a flurry of punches to the head finally getting his hands on one half of the Gentlemen’s club. Cash controls the next minute or so of the match as the Pride of Charlotte, North Carolina absolutely takes it to the Canadian Franchise. Bryce tries to desperately stay out of reach of Cash but with his partner occupied at ringside he was on an island to his own as the stiff strikes reached his chest and head like heatseakers.

Smith: Take it to him Deacon! All the pent up frustration is finally able to unleash, for taking out Stefan Wallace and Davis Wiley!

Bradford: This is a travesty; TJ Bryce has done nothing to deserve this!

Smith: He’s guilty by association and compliance. Do you honestly think The Gentlemen’s Club feels a remote shred of remorse for what they’ve done since bursting onto the scene? At every corner they’ve flaunted their wealth and power all the while believing they’re immune to the consequences. This is karma for you!

Bradford: Way to stay neutral Scoutmaster Smith.

Smith: Like you’re one to talk? This is a matter of right and wrong, good vs evil and when you get a group like this that revels in ending careers they deserve all the lickings they can take!

Meanwhile on the outside Bobby chases Roman Gold around ringside who runs around frantically not wanting to be caught in the giant’s grasps once again. Just as it appears that Bobby would finally be able to enact a bit of justice JR Ryan, Roman Gold’s personal manager at ringside clips Bobby with a vicious chop block that sends him crashing to the mat. The crowd booes but the referee’s attention is focused on the action in the ring. The two continually stomp on him at ringside, neutralizing the big man’s legs before dragging him over to the steel steps. Gold positions his leg between the steel steps and aims with a precise dropkick to the steps which connect to the leg of Bobby who screams out In pain.

Bradford: Very smart by Roman Gold to neutralize the big man.

Smith: It was despicable! It wasn’t bad enough that they ambushed him before the match, now they try to injure him even further! This is his livelihood!

Bradford: Well Daddy Langford should’ve invested wisely in the stockmarket then! The Gentlemen’s Club are set for life, they do this just to prove how much better they are than everyone!

Smith: And what gives them the right? What gives them the right to try to end another man’s career?

Bradford: The fact that they can buy whatever they want, whenever they want. Money is power and right now they’re most powerful duo in all of MSW in my eyes!

Cutting back to the ring Cash was scouting TJ Bryce for the Rebel Pride (superkick) but stopped in his tracks as the referee quickly turns his attention to the outside of the ring as Bobby is screaming in pain. Cash loses his focus out of concern for his friend as he walks over towards the ropes to check on his friend, Gold all the while wearing a devilish smirk shrugging. Cash yells at Gold and JR Ryan but this only gave Bryce precious moments to recover and when Cash turned around to hit the Rebel Pride, Bryce had it scouted and ducked. As Cash regained his footing however Bryce hits the stiffest low blow he can, the referee just missing the offending action.

Smith: What a sickening Low Blow! How could he do that, how could he stoop so damn low?! This isn’t a damn wrestling match, this is a beatdown!

Bradford: For once I agree with you, it’s a beatdown alright! The Gentlemen’s Club are getting rid of the squares cramping their style.

With a fluid motion to keep the referee none the wider Byce snapped back with a DDT when Cash doubled over. Roman Gold smugly steps on the ring steps, causing Bobby to scream in more pain as he reaches his corner. With an arm extended Bryce tags him in as they exchange a few words. Gold locks in the I-4 (Inverted Figure 4 Leglock/Lucky 13)! Cash screams in pain as Bryce nonchalantly makes his way to a corner like a shark stalking its prey. The referee asks Cash if he wants to tap but he shakes his head furiously and shouts “NO!” Cash desperately tries to reach for the ropes but he’s too far away as Gold torques even more pressure on the hold. Bobby desperately tries to free himself from the steps and finally manages to slip his leg out as he tries to crawl to the barricade for leverage to get back on his feet, Bobby’s eyes suddenly go wide with horror when he realizes what Bryce is planning and desperately makes a sprint but his legs give out and he falls short of the apron. Bryce smirks as he charges ahead full steam with Direct Deposit (punt kick) as Cash falls lifeless to the mat. The referee immediately calls for the bell as he waives the match off as Cash is clearly in no position to defend himself or compete.

Barbara Braman: Here are your winners, by referee stoppage… The Gentlemen’s Club!

The crowd booes mercilessly as The Gentlemen’s Club gloat in their victory standing over the fallen Deacon Cash. They order the referee to raise their hands while they stand over Cash for added insult to injury as a fan throws a drink at the ring, narrowly missing TJ Bryce in the head. The Gentlemen’s club then take their leave as EMT’s come out from the back. The crowd quickly falls silent at the severity of the situation as the Referee holds his arms up in an “X” position. Drew Stevenson, Danny Stevenson, and Giant make their way out from the back as the EMT’s load Cash on a stretcher. The EMT’s are also tending to Bobby Langford but he refuses medical attention, pointing to his friend on the stretcher. With some help from Drew and Giant Bobby Langford makes his way to the back as Cash is taken away in a stretcher as MSW cuts to commercial.

Wishing Luck

Backstage, we come to Marie and Kat who are talking with one another before their big night.

Kat: So big match tonight, Marie, are you ready for it? Because I'm ready to kick your butt again.

Marie: haha, silly Kitty. Let's not forget who beat who in our last 1 on 1, haha. 

Kat: Uh uh, alright Marie, I've got you. But we'll see what happens because I know tonight you're beating those two.

Marie: Well duhhh, and I know you're going to win the title so then I can kick your butt for it.

Kat: You've got one part right but it's gonna be me kicking your butt next time.

Marie: Uh huh. Well I guess you've gotta win tonight for us to see that one. So uh.. good luck tonight. Kick Artie's butt.

Kat: And good luck to you too. We've got this.

Marie: Yeeeaaa! Because it's the Bubbly Claw..... 

She pauses.

Marie: Oh come on!

Kat sighs.

Kat: Fine. Bubbly Claw Experience.

Marie: YEEEAAAA!

PURE 15 Revisited

Coming back from a commercial we're joined by Drew Stevenson on the stage who is dressed in one of his best suits for the evening. With a smile stretched along his face and his hands clasped together, he stares directly into the camera and begins to speak to every single fan here at Back to Basics who is listening to his every word.

Drew: Welcome everybody to Back to Basics, I hope that you're having a wonderful evening. Tonight we will see the PURE 15 match take place, a match that will test anybody and everybody who enters it. Before we get that match underway; let's review the rules so that everybody is crystal clear as to how the match will go down.

Pausing momentarily, he keeps that smile stretched along his face.

Drew: Rule number one is that every PURE 15 match will be contested in 15 minute time limit bouts. This ensures that you really have to think about move for move what you're going to do next, you have to play it like a game of chess and you have to work within the time limit to make sure that you pick up that victory. Rule number two is that each competitor is given three rope breaks, after that? Whatever happens on the ropes is completely legal-so if you are locked in to a brutal submission move and you have already used all of your rope breaks? You better make sure that you know how to get out of it because grabbing that bottom rope or any other rope for that matter will not matter. The third rule is one of my personal favorites because it reminds me of a time in the business when it was all about wrestling and less about streetfighting and that is that there will be no closed fists allowed to the face. Now closed fists to the rest of the body, minus low blows are legal. Should you break these rules, the first offense is a warning, the second will result in a row break penalty and if you're out of row breaks you will be disqualified so you might want to make sure that you know all of these rules.

Nodding his head, he immediately goes over the fourth rule.

Drew: The fourth rule is also another old school rule and that is that if you clothesline, or if you throw your opponent over the top rope in any fashion whatsoever that will result in an automatic disqualification; no questions asked!

Smiling still, he is like a kid in a candy store with all of this old-school wrestling.

Drew: Now the fifth and final rule is that for any competitor that happens to find himself out of the ring NOT having went over the top rope, they will be given a 20 count to get back into the ring, not the standard 10 count like usual. If in that time that you cannot get back into the ring-you will be considered counted out just like normal.

Taking in a deep breath, he slightly leans forward.

Drew: Now with that being said, I will be at ringside to watch this match. I am going to be just like any other fan tuning into this match and that is because we here at Missouri State Wrestling offer only the best wrestling and I for one am excited just like all of these fans.

Pressing himself up to his feet, he walks out of his office and heads towards ringside to watch the match that is about to crown the first-ever PURE 15 champion.

Matt Ward Vs Chris Williams Vs Bradyn Saint Vs Ian Windermear

The following match is a fatal four-way and the winner will be crowned the FIRST EVER MSW PURE 15 CHAMPION!

The crowd starts cheering as soon as Barbara makes the announcement. The caneras pan over to the Pure 15 trophy displayed at ringside.

Smith: There's excitement in the air! The crowd is hyped for this one! And with Drew Stevenson at ringside to see the product, it shows just how important this one really is!

Bradford: We're going to have a new champion crowned in a match type unique to MSW, the fans have every reason to be excited!

Smith: Drew Stevenson just discussed the rules, and it's going to be another product to make us even more unique than the rest! Now, there are four men in this match, but I'm not sure if Chris and Matt even remember that! These two men have made it personal.

Bradford: Chicago against Detroit. The Bulls and the Pistons, the Bears and the Lions, the Blackhawks and the Red Wings. Now Matt Ward and Chris Williams have brought this rivalry over to MSW!

*Ding, Ding, Ding*

And Matt Ward decks Chris Williams with a right hand to the face!

Smith: WHAT?

The referee yells at Ward, warning him about the closed fist! Ward ignores him, yelling at Chris to get up. Chris gets back to his feet, holding his face... then throws a right hand at Ward! The referee goes absolutely livid!

Smith: We're ten seconds into the match and these two are already breaking the rules! Both men have received warnings, they're going to start losing rope breaks if they keep this up!

The referee yells at both Ward and Williams, telling them to stop punching each other. Chris and Matt don't seem to listen, Ward rearing back for another punch... when Windermear and Saint charge Matt and Chris respectively, taking both of them out!

Bradford: Yes! This is what you get for being morons! Cooler heads prevail, Saint and Windermear make the hotheads pay for their tempers!

Saint stomps on Chris while Windermear does the same on Matt. The crowd is jeering them, but neither man seems to care. Windermear gets Ward on his knees and locks in a half-nelson, allowing Saint to start kicking him in the gut and chest repeatedly. Once they're done with Ward, Windermear releases his hold. Saint tells Windermear to pick Chris up. Windermear goes to do so... and Saint catches him with a quick roll-up!

One!

Two!

Windermear kicks out! Windermear gets back to his feet and starts yelling at Saint!

Smith: Looks like this make-shift alliance is already over!

Saint laughs right in Ian's face. Windermear responds by slapping him in the face! Saint holds his face in shock, then responds with a slap of his own! Windermear hits Saint with a european uppercut, Saint responding with a forearm to the face. The two start trading uppercuts and forearms, brawling right in the middle of the ring. Their brawling is cut short when Chris Williams charges at them, knocking both down with a double clothesline!

Smith: This time it's Saint and Windermear who pay the prize for forgetting about everyone else in the match!

Windermear quickly gets back to his feet, but Chris knocks him down with a clothesline! Saint does the same, charging Chris with a clothesline of his own. Chris slips under Saint's arm, grabbing him from behind and putting him down with a german suplex! The crowd is firmly behind Chris, loudly cheering as Chris raises his arms in the air!

Ward lays Chris out with a forearm to the back of the head! Ward looks down at Chris's body with a smile on his face, but is quickly interrupted when Windermear charges him with a clothesline. Ward ducks under the clothesline, bending down for a back body drop as Windermear keeps running. Windermear kicks Ward in the face, but Ward stands up and simply sneers at him!

Bradford: The Windy City Nightmare is one tough son of a bitch, no one can deny that!

Windermear is taken aback by Ward's reaction, allowing Ward to grab him and take him down with a belly to belly suplex! As Ward gets back to his feet, Saint is ready for him with a spinning heel kick to the face! Ward goes down, but as Saint stands up, Chris charges him with a clothesline! Saint moves out of the way, causing Chris to crash into the corner! Saint smells an opportunity, grabbing Chris by the head and running into the corner, leaping off with a Straight Dope (Shiranui)! Saint goes for the cover.

One!

Two!

Ian breaks up the pin! Ian lifts Bradyn to his feet and goes for a vertical suplex. Saint lands on his feet behind Windermear and shoves him forward, right into a belly to belly suplex from Matt Ward! Windermear rolls outside the ring to take a breather. As the referee starts counting Ian out, Ward gets to his feet, Saint immediately trying to connect with a Stab-Rite! Ward HEADBUTTS Saint to stop the move!

Smith: Wow! That looked like it hurt both men! Ward had to get hurt to protect himself from even more pain.

Bradford: Honestly, I'm not sure Ward has much between his ears worth protecting.

Saint staggers back to a corner, holding his head. Ward winces in pain, but quickly shakes the cobwebs and charges Saint. Saint sees him coming, catching Ward with a drop toe hold, Matt's face colliding with the middle turnbuckle! Saint seems pleased with himself, but not for long as Chris catches him from behind with a german suplex! Saint rolls out of the ring, Windermear getting back inside to go face to face with Chris. Chris motions for a collar and elbow tie-up. Windermear accepts, the two locking up.

Smith: An oldie but a goodie, these two are getting back to basics at...

Bradford: How many times are you gonna make that joke?

Windermear quickly gets an arm wrench on Chris, who grits his teeth trying not to yell in pain. Chris quickly reverses the arm wrench into one of his own, then gets behind him to lock in a hammerlock. Chris applies pressure to the hammerlock. Windermear raises his free arm and paws for the ropes, but quickly stops himself, not wanting to waste a precious rope break on a hammerlock. Ian elbows Chris in the face. Chris doesn't release the hold, forcing Ian to throw two more elbows. Chris lets go of the hammerlock and staggers back, allowing Windermear to turn around and knock him down with a european uppercut!

As Chris rolls to a corner, Ward gets back to his feet and stares down Windermear. The two brawlers get face to face, Windermear hitting Ward with a european uppercut! Ward throws a forearm right in Ian's face, causing him to stagger back. The two trade blows for a while, not noticing Saint sneaking back into the ring.

Bradford: For the third time in a match two men are going to pay for ignoring their opponents!

Saint charges at Ward and Windermear... who lay him out with a double clothesline!

Smith: Nope!

Chris gets back to his feet and gets in the middle of the ring, where Ward and Windermear are as well. Ian catches Matt off-guard with an uppercut! Ward staggers back, then throws a forearm at Chris! Chris takes a few steps back, holding his cheek. A huge smile appears on his face as he realizes what's going. Chris hits Windermear in the face with a forearm! Windermear with an uppercut on Matt! Ward with a forearm on Chris! Williams with a forearm on Ian! The three men stand in a triangle, taking turns throwing strikes at each other. The crowd roars with approval.

Saint interrupts the brawl with a dropkick on the back of Ward's knee, causing loud boos from the crowd! As Ward goes down, Ian charges at Saint, who catches him in a Stab-Rite! Saint gets back on his feet, only to find Chris waiting for him. Chris catches Saint with a forearm to the face and goes for a vertical suplex. Saint knees Chris in the face as Chris tries to lift him up, forcing Williams to drop Saint. Williams staggers back to a corner, Saint charging him with a running knee to the face! Chris falls down into a seated position, leaning against the corner.

Saint turns around to find Matt Ward staring at him. Ward goes for a clothesline, but Saint kicks him in the arm to block it! Saint catches Ward with a satellite armbreaker, quickly transitioning into a fujiwara armbar!

Smith: By Design! Saint catches Ward with a great combination!

Ward is smack-dab in the middle of the ring, the ropes far away on every side. He starts dragging himself towards the ropes, Saint trying to stop him. It takes a great effort, but Ward eventually reaches the ropes, forcing Saint to release the hold.

Bradford: That's the first rope break of the match! Ward only has two left!

As Saint gets back to his feet, Windermear is waiting for him with a european uppercut! The uppercut gets Saint loopy, allowing Windermear to follow up with a vertical suplex. Windermear walks over into a corner and waits for Saint to get back to his feet.

Windermear: EAT! MY! FOREARM!

Windermear charges Saint with a huge clothesline, flipping Saint backwards! Saint lands on his stomach as Ian yells at the top of his lungs, spurred on by adrenaline. Chris uses the ropes as leverage to get back to his feet. Windermear notices him, charging him in the corner and hitting with a clothesline! Chris is out on his feet, barely holding on to the ropes to stay up. Ian turns around... right into a superman punch from Ward!

Smith: Chi-Town Crunched! But that's an illegal maneuver in this match!

The referee tells Ward that he gets a rope break penalty, dropping him down to one. Ward doesn't seem to notice him, his eyes fixated on Ian Windermear, who staggered back against Chris, both of them leaning against the corner. A devious smile appears on Matt's face as he turns his attention to Saint, who is getting back to his feet. Ward kicks Saint in the gut and lifts him up on his shoulders into a powerbomb position! The crowd starts murmuring in anticipation as Ward charges forward and powerbombs Bradyn Saint onto Ian and Chris in the corner!

Crowd: OOHHHH! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Matt Ward covers Saint.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Ward quickly goes to cover Ian instead.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Frustrated, Ward scrambles over to Chris to cover him.

One!

Two!

Kickout!

Ward slams the mat in frustration. He gets to his feet and yells at the top of his lungs, some fans yelling along with him. Ward grabs Saint and lifts him up into a vertical suplex position, going for the Way of the Warrior! Saint catches Ward with a knee to the face, forcing Ward to put him back down. Saint tries to capitalize with a quick Velvet Revolver! Ward elbows Saint in the skull to stop the move.

Chris and Ian slowly get back up. Windermear notices that the referee is focused on Ward and Saint's fight. Ian decides to take advantage of the opportunity to clock Chris in the face with a big right hand! Chris loses his temper, throwing a right hand of his own! The referee happens to turn around just in time to witness Chris throwing a punch, yelling at him about it and giving him a rope break penalty!

Smith: Hey, that's not fair! Ian tricked Chris into getting that penalty!

Bradford: Ian's using the rules to his advantage, just like I predicted! It's good to be right!

Chris tries to tell the ref about Ian using a closed fist as well, but Ian quickly catches him with a sleeper hold! Chris scrambles to get over to the ropes, realizing too late that he's expended another rope break. Ian releases the sleeper hold, a satisfied smile on his face. He holds up one finger to remind Chris how many rope breaks he has left. Chris starts losing again, clenching his right hand into a fist. He takes a swing at Windermear, but opens his hand at the last second to turn the punch into a slap! Chris follows up with a chop to the chest, followed by another slap! Chris hits a chop-slap combination one last time before lifting Ian up and bringing him down with a suplex!

While Chris and Ian were fighting, Ward managed to put Saint down with a side walk slam. While Chris gets back to his feet, Ward is staring a hole through his skull. Chris feels his stare, turning around to return his glare. The crowd start going wild.

Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, we are almost ten minutes into the first Pure 15 match, with no clear winner in sight!

Bradford: This is still anyone's match to win, on that much we can agree!

Wasting no time, Ward goes for a clothesline on Chris! Chris ducks, getting behind Ward and going for a german suplex! Ward plants his feet down and stops Chris from suplexing him, then elbows him in the face, forcing Chris to release his hold. Ward catches Chris with a hard forearm to the face, knocking Chris down on his ass. Ward gets behind Chris, grabs him by the arm and starts wailing into his shoulder with elbow after elbow! Once he's done enough damage, Ward turns Chris over to his stomach and locks in the Sadistic Fortune (Batista Bite)!

Smith: This is one of the new submission holds Matt Ward has been working on! Ward trained hard to take his game to the next level, and we're seeing the results of that training right here!

With both of his arms locked up, Chris has a hard time trying to reach the ropes. Moving forward purely with leg strength and willpower, Chris inches his way closer and closer to the ropes. Every second feels like an eternity to everyone involved. Chris gets within an arm's reach of the ropes, but with both arms tied up he doesn't have any way of grabbing them. Desperate, Chris lunges forward with his head, grabbing the bottom rope with his teeth! Chris bites down on the rope as the referee forces Matt to release the hold. Relief appears on Chris's face, quickly followed by fear when the referee tells him that he has no rope breaks left.

Matt grabs Williams by the feet, dragging him to the center of the ring. Chris gets turned over to his back, Ward quickly locking in Infamous (Anaconda Vice)! Chris screams in pain, Ward's submission move targeting the same shoulder already weakened by the elbows and by his previous submission hold. Chris instinctively starts making his way over to the ropes again. He reaches them much quicker this time, but when he grabs them, the referee reminds him that he has no rope breaks left!

Bradford: Chris is out of rope breaks! Looks like he's gonna have to tap out!

Chris screams in pain as Ward applies more pressure to his submission. Closing his eyes, Chris lowers his arm to the canvas, looking ready to submit at any moment...

Until Ian Windermear breaks the hold! Ian lifts Ward up from behind and connects with an atomic drop on him! As Ward rolls outside the ring, Ian turns his attention to Chris... who gets him in position for the Boiling Point!

Smith: Here it comes! If Chris hits this, it's over!

But Chris's shoulder gives out! Chris lets go of Ian and drops down onto the canvas, holding his shoulder in pain. Ian releases a sigh of relief, then grabs Chris. Backing up into a corner, Windermear is motioning for the Stock Market Crash!

The crowd starts going crazy as someone hops over the guard rail!

Smith: What the...

As Windermear gets ready to lift Chris up for the Stock Market Crash, the man who jumped over the rail hops up on the ring apron! Windermear turns to face the man, and his eyes go wide from shock as he sees who it is! Ian Windermear is face to face with...

LEO BANKS!

Banks grabs Windermear and drags him over the top rope and out of the ring!

Smith: It's Windermear's former High Society teammate, Leo Banks! Leo Banks is back!

Bradford: And he just dragged Windermear over the top rope! Going over the top rope is illegal, so Windermear is disqualified!

Barbara: By rule of NO OVER THE TOP ROPE, Ian Windermear has been ELIMINATED Via Disqualification!

Smith: It's a tough call by the official due to the outside interference by the returning Leo Banks but the rules are the rules!

Bradford: I can't believe he actually thought Banks would be gone for good!

Banks and Windermear start brawling outside the ring, making their way back up the ramp. Inside the ring, Matt Ward is on his feet, distracted by their brawl. Saint tries to take advantage with a surprise Velvet Revolver! Ward headbutts him to stop it! Both men stagger around for a bit, but Ward recovers faster, allowing him to kick Saint in the gut and lift him up for a Way of the Warrior! IT CONNECTS! Ward goes for the cover!

Smith: WAY OF THE WARRIOR! Ward has been on a complete path of destruction this ENTIRE match and we might have a new PURE 15 Champion right here!

BUT CHRIS WILLIAMS GRABS WARD! Williams throws Ward shoulder-first into the ring post! Chris quickly falls on top of Saint to cover him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Barbara: Here is your winner... and THE FIRST EVER PURE 15 CHAMPION... CHRISSSSS WILLIIIAAAMMMMSSS!

The referee presents Chris with his Pure 15 trophy. Chris, still holding his right shoulder, grabs the trophy with his left hand, lifting it high above his head! The crowd has a mixed reaction, many cheering, some booing.

Smith: Well there you have it, Chris Williams is your MSW Pure 15 champion! Like I thought, a lot of people are happy about his win... but some people don't sound too happy about him taking advantage of Ward's move to pick up the win.

Bradford: Who cares what a few losers think? Williams won the title and he did it fair and square! The man has nothing to be ashamed of! AND he did it with NO rope breaks left! Only a REAL MAN can survive that new submission of Ward's and keep going!

Smith: Well one thing is for sure, Folks, I don't think this thing between Matt Ward and Chris Williams is anywhere near over, and what is going to happen with Leo Banks?! He just quit at Unstoppable #10! This gives us so much to look forward to!

Chris gets down on his feet and kisses the trophy, then grabs it with his left hand again, dragging it behind him as he gets out of the ring. Inside the ring, Bradyn Saint is still unconscious while Matt Ward is sitting in the corner, looking disappointed. Williams stops at the entrance ramp, turning back to the fans and taking a last bow before he drags the Pure 15 trophy backstage.

Peyton... Kaiser?

Barbara Braman: Ladies and Gentlemen I’m here with Peyton Kaiser. Now Peyton over the last few days people were wondering why you decided to change your name and while you did elaborate on it a little people are still buzzing. Why tonight of all nights did you decide to go for a change at Back to Basics?

Peyton Kaiser: It’s all about making a change Barbara, MSW as a whole needs a change. For the longest time Bryce Manning has ruled with an iron fist, watching the MSW landscape slowly rot and twist for each day under his dark reign and so far nobody has managed to rip the MSW Championship from his grasp. To achieve victory tonight I had to look at the mirror and reinvent myself and take myself to the next level to finally give these people a champion they can all be proud of. The name Kaiser is important to me for two reasons, not only is it the name that my father used through his career but in German it means Emperor. Tonight the Tyrant is cast aside from this throne and tonight… the Emperor ascends to the throne.

Barbara Braman: Ladies and gentlemen you heard it here first folks, will we have a new MSW Champion tonight? Stay tuned for more MSW action at Back to Basics!

We have the POOOWWEEERRRR!

As we are backstage with Johnny B. and Yugo Phailous, better known as the Bonecrushing Phailous-we see both men sitting on a wooden bench next to each other while lacing up their boots getting ready for tonight's tag team championship match.

Johnny: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAre you ready for TONIGHT Yugosabi?!?

Nodding his head, he looks over at Johnny and replies.

Yugo: Of course I'm ready, you and I, the Bonecrushing Phailous are going to become the first ever MSW Tag Team Champions when we beat Robert Garland and Frank Washington.

Grinning from ear to ear, it was just as clear as day that Johnny agreed with him one hundred percent.

Johnny: You better believe it! Tonight Frank and Robert are not going to know what HIT THEM when the Bonecrushing Phailous makes history and becomes the first ever MSW Tag Team Champions of the World! It's going to be like, I don't know, SOMETHING PAINFUL! And you're doing all the high risks tonight damnit! LEEET'SS GOOOOOOOO!

As both men nod their head looking and sounding extremely confident, they finish lacing up their boots as our scene cuts over to the next match.

Marie Porter Vs Heather Jones Vs Christine Nash

As the referee signals for the bell, all three women stare each other down as they are waiting to see who makes the first move. Looking at each other, Christine and Heather nod their head and then quickly bum rush Marie sending her back into the turnbuckle as they begin stomping on her repeatedly dropping her to the seated position. Taking a step in behind Christine, Heather reaches out and grabs a handful of her hair and throws Christine backwards headfirst into the canvas as she clutches the back of her head in a great deal of pain.

Smith: It looked like Heather and Christine were going to work together to eliminate Marie, however, Heather quickly showed her colors as she just threw Christine headfirst into the canvas.

Bradford: When you have three women who are all looking to achieve the same thing? You can always guarantee that there will never be friends.

Smith: That I will give you Bradford!

Quickly mounting Christine, Heather begins to send a flurry of punches right into her face as Christine covers up to the best of her ability. Getting up to her feet, Marie grabs Heather by the back of the head and throws her into the turnbuckle. Hitting a knife edge chop right into the chest of Heather, the smack echoes throughout the arena as the fans scream "WOOOO" with each chop. After the fourth chop, Marie smiles and licks her hand and then chops Heather one more time as the smack is even louder this time.

Smith: Just listen to those chops, it sounds like those have to hurt.

Bradford: Of course they hurt Alex, just listen to them and look how red that her chest is.

As Heather stumbles out of the turnbuckle clutching her chest, Marie goes flying through the middle ropes as Christine drop kicked her in the spine sending her out of the ring. Quickly getting to her feet, Christine grabs a handful of Heather's hair and runs her face first into the turnbuckle and then proceeds to slam her into the turnbuckle six more times before rolling her up in the schoolboy pin looking for the win.

One…

Two...

Pressing her shoulder off of the canvas, Christine wastes no time and yanks Heather up to her feet by her long brown hair. Picking Heather up, she scoops slams her onto the canvas and then quickly climbs up to the top ropes. Jumping off, Heather brings her left leg up as her boot meets Christine's chin and drops her with authority. Quickly making the cover, the referee drops down to make the account.

One…

Two...

Thr...

Right before the three count, Marie has come back into the ring and broke up the count. Picking Heather up to her feet, Heather is quick to kick Marie in the midsection and then hoist her up for a vertical suplex slamming her down on top of Christine's body.

Smith: Look at that move by Heather, she is looking to take both women out of the equation at the same time.

Climbing on top of and pinning both women at the same time, the referee drops down to make the count.

One…

Two...

Both women managed to kick out as Heather looks slightly frustrated. Not wasting any time, Heather pulls Marie up to her feet but is met with a huge European uppercut right to the chin as Heather clutches her jaw and stumbles backwards. As she turns around momentarily, she goes flying backwards into the turnbuckle as Christine had hit a dropkick sending her there. Rearing back and chopping the chest area of Christine, Marie then grabs her by the arm and Irish whips her into the same turnbuckle as Heather as both women collide into one another and remain there. Running back to the opposite turnbuckle, Marie comes charging in with a full head of steam and looks for an avalanche splash but both women move and Marie lands chest first into the turnbuckle.

Bradford: Clearly that was not what Marie was hoping for.

Smith: I would say that you are right on that one Bradford, I don't think Marie wanted that to happen but she took the risk and it did not pay off.

Pulling Marie off of the turnbuckle, Heather showed great wrestling ability as she hit a German suplex bridging it into a pin.

One…

Two...

Thre...

Once again, right before the three count-Christine axe handled Heather right in the stomach breaking up the count. Quickly climbing up to the top rope, Christine waited and as Heather got up-she jumps off of the top rope and connects with a huge tornado DDT.

Smith: OH MY GOD, WHAT A DDT!

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Making the cover, she pulls Heather's leg back as far as she can hoping to win this match up and the number one contendership to the Women's Championship.

One…

Two...

THREE!!!

Smith: NO! NO! HEATHER KICKED OUT AT THE LAST SECOND SHOWING GREAT RESILIENCE!

Bradford: Holy crap, what is it going to take to keep these women down?

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH! LET'S GO HEATHER, LET'S GO! *stomp stomp* LET'S GO HEATHER, LET'S GO! *stomp stomp*

Looking frustrated, Christine sits there for a moment and as she gets to her feet-she is met with a super kick at the tip of the jaw which completely levels her down to the canvas. Being the only one on her feet, Marie walks over to Christine and gives a little dance, getting the crowd into it, being serious but always having a good time. Marie turns Christine over to her gut, Marie starts crossing Christine's legs around her own, locking Christine's in place and bridges backwards wrapping her hands around Christine's Jaw and bridges up pulling on Christine's head an neck in the center of the ring, locking in the Marie Experience I (EMMAlock) as the fans begin cheering in a frenzy.

Smith: The Marie Experience One is in! Could this be it!? It looks like Christine could tap out here at any moment!

Screaming and yelling in pain, the referee checks on Christine who shakes her head no to giving up. She holds on as long as she can and eventually taps out right before Heather hits Marie in the back causing her to release the hold, but it was too late. As the referee signals for the bell, he then raises Marie's arm into the air and she has one this hard-fought match up.

Barbara Braman: Your winner of the match and the number one contender for the Women's Championship, MAARRRIIIEE PPPOORRTEEERR!!!!

Just then, we hear the crowd boo as we see the MSW Women's Champion, Artemis Kaiser standing on the ramp with the Women's Championship draped over her shoulder as she is clapping sarcastically at Marie who has just won a shot at her belt.

The Champ

Charles Matias: “Ladies and gentlemen; The MSW Heavyweight Champion.. Bryce Manning.”

The camera panned out, showing the MSW Champion and of course a smirk crossed over his face. Tilting his head back a bit, Bryce had on a “I RUN MSW” shirt and a pair of black sweats on. With the title thrown over his right shoulder, Bryce arched his brow as Matias continued.

Charles Matias: “Later tonight you have what some are saying is your BIGGEST match in your CAREER..”

Bryce Manning: “Stop. Just.. Stop.”

Matias indeed came to a screeching halt with his words as Bryce stuck his hand in Matias’ face.

Bryce Manning: “Let’s not give these two TOO much credit now. I mean sure, did Peyton Von Licht..”

Charles Matias: “.. Kaiser..”

Bryce Manning: “WHATEVER! Whatever he wants to call himself, I don’t care. I’ve said this already—Peyton isn’t capable of beating me because he doesn’t have it in him. At the end of the day, no matter how much he claims to be changed.. Peyton doesn’t have the balls to beat me.”

Charles Matias: “But the change in his perspective, the option he laid on the table of willing to go to any lengths to take you down..”

Bryce Manning: “I bet he is. He needs to tell himself anything to gain a sense of footing because as I made it as clear as possible through the week—best friend, mortal enemy.. it doesn’t matter, I’ll knock you down and keep you there.”

Charles Matias: “Well..”

Bryce Manning: “Well!? Well!? Well what?! Do you get paid to interview people or do you get paid to tell us your thoughts?! You’re an INTERVIEWER.. You’re NOT a prophet. Shut your mouth and hold the microphone—don’t think, don’t talk just listen.”

Shooting Matias a stern glare, Bryce turned his attention back to the camera.

Bryce Manning: “Listen—Luke Jackson, Peyton Kaiser—you two have had your time in the light. You two have been a constants as far as names I’ve had to pay mind to, but tonight… it’s over. It closes out, we’re DONE. You two gave a good run, you tried your hardest but you can’t only be capable of trying, you need to be able to ‘do’ and face it—You CAN’T beat me. I’m not the Best in Missouri—not just the Best in the United States—not just the Best of in the World but I’m the BEST.. in the GALAXY! I don’t care if there’s some alien life in a distant galaxy—I’m better than it, just like I’m better than YOU. So make all the name changes, make all the attitude shifts, do what you think is necessary—‘cause tonight.. in the main event? You BOTH are getting..”

The camera zoomed into Bryce’s face as he reached out and snatched the microphone away from Matias’ hand. Keeping his eyes glued—he nodded lightly.

Bryce Manning: “.. Spineshanked. Deal with it.”

Throwing the mic at the camera, he stepped off the frame as the camera moved back to Matias who shrugged as the scene faded off.

It's Always a Party!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIOOwhmkoLo

YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"They like to call me Jay B and these are my Party Rockers!"

The music blares and Jay B and his crew have smiles and having a great time.

Jay B: And don't you worry, Kansas City, I'm coming back and the party is coming to YOU very soon! I'd say even Unstoppable soon! Because in Jay B land... it's...

ALWAYS A PARTY!

Frank Washington & Robert Garland vs Bonecrushing Phailous

Barbara Braman: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for The MSW Tag Team Championships!

“What do I care if life ain’t fair?

If you look at me real sore?

I’ve paid my dues and you should too,

It’s a son of a bitch to the core!”

“Son of a Bitch To the Core” by Headstones begins to play over the arena, the fans starting to whip into a frenzy! As the final line of the opening hits, Johnny B. storms out of the back. Bonecrusher, non-standardly, hops on one leg and spins around as his tongue hangs out and his eyes remain wily. The fans lap it up, Bonecrusher pointing out to the ring and punching himself a few times in the head before making his way down the aisle.

Barbara Braman: Introducing first… Making his way to the ring, from New Westminster, British Columbia, Canada and weighing in tonight at 215lbs… “The Bald-Headed Bastard!,” “The Pre-Millennium Wrestler,” And “Yours Truly”... Johnny B.!

As Bonecrusher reaches the ring, after failing to incite a couple of jeers from the loving crowd and begrudgingly accepting a few autograph signings and pictures, he slides under the bottom rope and gives the audience both middle fingers. The audience continues to eat it up, Bonecrusher sighing, yet smiling, before clasping both hands together and waiting for his partner…

Barbara Braman: And his tag team partner!...

“Not Everyone Likes Us“ By Hank 3 begins to play as Yugo Phailous steps out of the back, wearing his trademark cowboy hat and with a long neck in hand. Yugo points to Bonecrusher, who points back, before pausing at the top of the ramp and taking one last swig of his beer. Yugo polishes off his beer, the crowd yelling chug and cheering him on, as he tosses the empty bottle over his shoulder and begins to bow to the audience, left and right, before making his way down the ramp.

Barbara Braman: Making his way to the ring… From Cowtown, Cowboy USA and weighing in at 218lbs… Yugo Phailous!

Well I'm a son of a son..

I've got a chip of what I've said an' done.

Well, I remember watchin' ol' Waylon,

When he was shootin' his shotgun.

It's a certain kinda livin',

It's a certain kinda style.

Not everybody likes us,

But we we drive some folks wild.

Yugo struts down the ramp, tipping his hat to the prettiest of ladies in the front rows. Continuing towards the ring, he slaps hands with a few of the kids who stick their hands out, before quickly jogging up the steps and climbing onto the ring apron. Once on the apron, Yugo removes his hat and holds it up for a photo op before placing it on the nearest ring post and stepping into the ring. Both him and Bonecrusher show mutual respect for one another with a friendly handshake, the audience continuing to cheer loudly.

Smith: What another fantastic championship match we have for you here folks! This man and his partner have been on a very impressive rampage after being placed together as an unlikely duo! Now, both Bonecrusher and Phailous have earned the honor, and the right, to compete to become the first ever MSW Tag Team Champions!

Bradford: I’ll admit, they’re good. But there’s quite the mountain in front of them to climb! Their opponents are going to be no pushovers, whether they choose to work together or not. This is going to be a war, Smith. Both teams are going to have to leave everything in the ring if they want to walk away with the belts!

As Yugo’s theme fades, the silence is cut by Rise Against’s ”Re-Education (Through Labor)”. The audience once against goes crazy, as a jet of smoke erupts on the stage and the lights begin to dim. From behind the wall of smoke emerges Frank Washington, his back turned to the fans with his arms outstretched and garnering a positive reaction. Slowly, Frank turns around before methodically making his way down the ramp and slapping a few hands on the way.

Barbara Braman: And their opponent’s… First, making his way to the ring, and now residing in San Jose, California… Weighing in at 233lbs… “The Revolutionary” Frank Washington!

The crowd chants for Washington, Frank enjoying the atmosphere before sprinting into the ring and under the bottom rope. Washington climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stands on the second rope with his arms outstretched wide and posing for the crowd. After a few moments, and a few camera flashes, Washington hops down to the mat before taking off his red coat and turning his attention to his two opponents. Washington's music fades away and the positive atmosphere fades with it as a familiar track blasts loudly over the PA system…

“Ephemeral” by Insomnium starts to play, Robert Garland walking out of the back to a sea of cascading boos and a chorus of jeers. Bonecrusher wonders why he can never get that type of reaction, Washington watching the ramp as Garland wears a serious face. Accompanying him is his manager, Travis Rech. Rech calls the cameraman over and shows Garland’s legacy championships off, yelling that “Garland is truth! Garland is honor! Garland is justice!” With that, Garland looks out at the audience and jeers back at them before heading down the ramp.

Barbara Braman: And his tag team partner… From New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in tonight at 226lbs… He is “The Hardcore Icon” Robert “Badger” Garland!

Garland nods in agreement with the announcer, slightly favoring his shoulder from the recent war with Salman Van Dam. As Garland reaches the ring, he hops onto the apron and raises his arms in an “X” formation. The crowd boos as the camera spins to the back of him, showing his jacket which has his name outlined in gold lettering. Rech remains at ringside, Garland removing and dropping his jacket down to him as Rech goes to place Garland’s championships and jacket by the announcers table and Garland remains on the apron.

Smith: The last man has finally arrived, and how appropriate the the entire atmosphere of this arena has been turned on its head! As much as the fans love both Frank Washington and The Bonecrushing Phailous, this man, Robert Garland, has been a blight on the roster ever since his debut.

Bradford: But he has certainly been a joy to watch in the ring! The judge of character here in The MSW has made it his mission to expose Frank Washington as still being the lying snake of the past, and Washington and Garland have been at each other’s throats since the very first Unstoppable! With them now in the finals of the Tag Team Championship Tournament, can they work together to bring home the gold? Or, will the more cooperative team of Johnny and Yugo make their mark as the first MSW Tag Team Champions?!

With everyone now in the arena, Washington and Garland keeps their eyes locked on one another. Bonecrusher and Phailous take the time to plan, Phailous looking to start the match as Garland sarcastically wishes Washington “Good luck,” before his theme dies down.

*DING DING DING*

The match has begun, Yugo and Washington starting it off by circling one another in the ring. Bonecrusher shows intensity on the apron as Garland lets out a yawn, Frank and Phailous locking up in the center of the ring. Both men begin to push one another, looking to overpower the other as Yugo starts to be forced to his knees. The audience claps for both men, Yugo forcing himself back up to his feet and pushing Washington down. Washington shows a bit of pain as Yugo twists his wrists, but gets back to his feet as well, both men breaking and stepping back as Washington runs in - Yugo ducking the clothesline attempt - Washington hitting the ropes, Yugo lying on the ground as Washington hops over - Rebound - Yugo with a leapfrog attempt - Washington catching him and looking for a powerbomb - Yugo flipping him away with a quick Hurricanrana! Washington quickly returns to his feet, Yugo getting back up as well and raising both fists as both men stare at a stalemate, the audience completely cheering them on!

Let's go Phailous! - Wash-ing-ton! - Let's go Phailous! - Wash-ing-ton!

Smith: A fast start from both men, but Yugo managed to get the better end of the deal! Washington looks ready to go back at it and Phailous looks no where near ready to back down!

Bradford: And look at that fool Bonecrusher, just wasting his energy at ringside! Meanwhile, ever the ultimate strategist, Garland is conserving himself and remaining well rested!

Smith eyes Bradford as Garland mocks both men by faking like he's fallen asleep. Washington shakes off his anger, Phailous and Frank moving back towards the center of the ring. Both men shake hands before starting off again, Yugo tying up quickly with Washington and trying to push him to his corner. Washington is forced back a few steps, but recovers quickly enough to hit a hard kick to Phailous' mid section! Phailous is doubled over, Washington following up with a clean looking neckbreaker attempt - Elbow from Yugo - And another! Washington is forced to let go, both men back to back as Yugo runs for the ropes! Yugo comes back on the rebound, Washington turning to face him - Flying Crossbody attempt - Rolled under by Washington! Yugo hits the mat, but smartly rolls out under the bottom rope, Frank hitting the ropes again and diving onto Yugo on the outside!

Both men remain outside the ring, the referee starting to count them out as they both groggily start to rise. The referee makes it to a four count, Frank getting up first and high fiving a nearby fan before lifting Yugo up and tossing him back into the ring. Washington follows him in, a quick cover attempt!

One!

Tw/Kickout by Phailous!

Smith: For two men who aren't necessarily known for high flying action, this has continued to be a fast paced match! Perhaps this new found arsenal is the result of the training these men have endured to prepare for this match-up!

Bradford: I must admit, I didn't expect a hurricanrana from a man like Phailous! However, Washington's powerbomb attempt earlier was also a bit uncharacteristic. It looks like both men are intentionally trying to throw their opponent off with the use of these unusual moves in their arsenal.

As Frank goes to pull Phailous back up, Phailous breaks free with a poke to the eye! Frank holds his face in pain, Phailous hitting a stiff European Uppercut before heading to his corner and making the tag! Washington remains grounded, Bonecrusher now the legal man!

Bradford: Nevermind! There's the Yugo that we've grown to know!

Smith: And speaking of unpredictability, in comes Johnny B.!

Bonecrusher riles himself up, stomping his foot on the mat a few times, the crowd clapping along with him as he stops and heads over to Washington. Johnny pulls Washington up, looking for a suplex attempt - Blocked by Washington who looks for one of his own... Sending Bonecrusher down! Washington stomps away at Bonecrusher who shields his face, Washington now back up and looking to move back in - Garland punching him in the back of the head! The fans boo, the referee questioning Garland who makes a tag signal with both of his hands. The referee seems to accept the legality of the tag, Garland now the legal man as Frank rolls onto the apron and holds his head in pain!

Smith: Are you kidding me!? What happened to Garland promising to work with Washington here tonight?! This is already a farce! Garland's treating this main event caliber match as just some stupid little game!

Bradford: How is that not working as a team, Smith?! Garland has been watching Washington take some punishment and is looking to let him rest as he cleans up!

Bonecrusher gets back to his feet, Garland now in the ring and pointing to him. The audience cheers Johnny on, Garland looking out at them and then pointing to himself. Quickly, the audience shifts into booing, Garland seeming amused as he points over to Washington who is now standing on the apron and looking irritated. The crowd once again cheers, Garland pointing to himself and getting the same negative reaction. With a laugh, Garland mocks Bonecrusher, giving the audience both middle fingers as Bonecrusher charges him and tackles him to the ground! Bonecrusher lets fly a flurry of lefts and rights, the audience now cheering once again as Garland manages kick Bonecrusher off of him and goes to rise. Bonecrusher picks his spot and moves back in, Garland now standing and hitting a hard left hand! Johnny is sent reeling back, Garland looking for another left as Bonecrusher swings back with a stiff looking right! Garland turns his back toward Bonecrusher, holding his face in pain as Bonecrusher grabs him from behind... A Few elbow attempts not breaking the lock as Bonecrusher lifts Garland - Belly to Back Suplex sending him over! Bonecrusher goes for a cover!

One!

T/Kickout By Garland!

Bonecrusher keeps on his opponent, locking in a chinlock on the grounded Garland! Garland looks to fight free, hitting a few more elbows before reaching out to the ropes and causing a break! Johnny is forced to let Garland go, Garland holding his chin in pain before getting back up and meeting Bonecrusher in the center of the ring. Johnny taunts Garland, Garland looking angry and charging his opponent! - Bonecrusher ducks to the side and runs to the opposite ropes, Garland turning around - Catching Bonecrusher with T-Bone Suplex! Bonecrusher rolls out of the ring, Garland looking to follow!

Bradford: Garland's showing Bonecrusher that he's not the only one with an arsenal of Suplexes! Both men are now on the outside!

Smith: I'm surprised we haven't seen Garland's usual dirty tactics come into play yet!

Just as Smith finishes his statement, Rech hops onto the apron on the opposite side of Bonecrusher and Garland. Garland takes this opportunity, the referee distracted, to pull those ever popular brass knuckles out of his trunks! The audience boos loudly, Yugo and Washington trying to get the ref's attention! Garland swings at Bonecrusher - Bonecrusher blocking the punch attempt and slamming Garland's face off of the ring apron! The crowd is once again cheering, Bonecrusher forcefully removing the brass knuckles from Garland's hand and bouncing his head off the apron once more! With that, Bonecrusher rolls Garland back into the ring, following him back in, leaving the weapon outside, and heading towards his corner - Garland grabbing his foot and tripping him on the way there! Bonecrusher's face hits the mat violently, Garland rising angrily and setting up for The Global Lariat! As Bonecrusher gets back to his feet, Garland hits the ropes - Frank pulling them down and slapping Garland across the back as he spills out of the ring! The referee counts the tag, Washington springing onto the top rope - The Fall From Grace connecting with Johnny B.! Washington with the cover!

One!

Two!

Yugo breaks it up!

Smith: What a move! The execution of Frank's Fall From Grace drops my jaw every time! However, showing great teamwork, Yugo saves his partner and their title shot!

Bradford: And, with no teamwork, Frank forced his way back in the match when Garland almost had it won! Garland's right Smith! Frank Washington always shows his true nature when gold and glory is on the line!

The referee turns and forces Yugo out of the ring, Washington still shaking off the cobwebs from earlier and pulling Bonecrusher back to his feet... A Hard Scoop Slam sending Bonecrusher back down! Garland is now back on the apron, yelling at Washington as Frank seems to have had enough. Washington heads over to Garland who looks ready for a fight, Bonecrusher slowly getting back up as Yugo looks for the tag. Washington, sensing the familiarity of this situation, turns back to Bonecrusher quickly. Johnny reaches out to Yugo, both men stretching - Frank pulling him back to the middle of the ring! The audience seems conflicted, Frank hitting a few more stomps and looking to end the match. With Bonecrusher isolated from his partner, Frank looks for The G.O.A.T! Frank grabs hold of Bonecrusher! Johnny looks finished as Frank lifts him up - Bonecrusher falling back to his feet and flipping the situation with a Spinebuster! Frank hits the mat hard, Bonecrusher locking in a Cloverleaf! The Cement Mixer is complete, Washington trapped in the center of the ring and looking for the nearest set of ropes!

Strangely, Garland looks to try and break up the submission, the referee holding Garland back and telling him to stay out of the ring as Washington inches towards and reaches out to the ropes - Rech pulling them back and away from him while the referee is dealing with Garland!

Bradford: Garland and Rech are continuing to push Frank's buttons even at the cost of the Tag Team Titles!

Smith: Exactly! How can you even think of trying to defend a man like Garland after all of this, Bradford?!

Bradford: Hey, Garland's still being true to his word! He is working with Washington and even tried to break up the submission! Rech's the one who's getting involved here!

Not looking to take the assist, Bonecrusher lets Washington free as the referee turns back to the match. Rech holds his hands up as if he wasn't getting involved, Washington looking tired out as Bonecrusher heads out of the ring and starts to chase Garland's manager! Rech starts to run for his life, the audience cheering loudly until Garland hops down off the apron and blocks Bonecrusher's path while Rech runs by. Garland tells Johnny to keep his head in the game, Bonecrusher spitting at Garland before looking to get back into the ring! As Bonecrusher gets on the apron, and Garland feels insulted, Garland grabs Bonecrusher's legs and pulls him back down! The Badger hits Bonecrusher with a hard left hand before bouncing Johnny's head off the apron as Yugo heads over to the both of them! Garland goes to hit Yugo as well, Phailous blocking the attempt and hitting Garland with a hard right! Yugo knocks Garland back, Johnny shaking the earlier blow off before clubbing Garland on the back as Yugo stomps away! Garland tries to fight back up to his feet, the referee looking to start counting them out as Washington runs the ropes! - Leaping over the top and onto all three men!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Smith: What a sacrifice from Washington! That Hail Mary play might just win him and Garland the match!... That is if anyone can make it back into the ring!

Bradford: I can't believe this match is still continuing!

The referee starts to count -

One!

Two!

Three!

Bonecrusher and Washington begin to stir.

Four!

Five!

Six!

Yugo and Washington rise...

Seven!

Washington almost back in the ring...

Eight!

Bonecrusher touching the apron!

Nine!

Yugo punching Garland in the face!

Te-!

Both Washington and Bonecrusher make it back into the ring!

The audience is in a frenzy, Washington and Bonecrusher getting back up as Yugo and Garland continue to fight on the outside! The referee looks to break them up, both men reluctantly heading back to their corners and shaking off their injuries as Washington and Bonecrusher lock up and look tired... Washington forces Bonecrusher back - Bonecrusher breaking the tie up with a toe kick before dropping to the mat and hitting a Goldust-like uppercut! Washington is sent reeling, Phailous reaching for the tag - The tag being made as Bonecrusher rolls out of the ring and Yugo follows up! Washington looks exhausted, Yugo taking him down with a rough looking shoulder block! Garland is also back on the apron, Yugo storming over to him and knocking him back to the outside! The audience cheers Yugo on as Rech yells at the referee and Yugo moves in position and delivers a swift kick to Washington's gut!... The Shut Eye Time connecting! Yugo goes for the cover!

One

Two

Three!

NO!

Washington kicks out at the last possible second!

Wash-ing-ton! Wash-ing-ton! Wash-ing-ton!

Bradford: I can't believe it! He kicked out! He kicked out!

Smith: Even Garland looks shocked on the outside! Yugo can't believe it and Bonecrusher's eyes are wide! Frank Washington is still in this match-up!

As Yugo heads back over to Washington, Washington groggily gets picked back up. Yugo looks to hit a second Shut Eye Time - Washington grabbing his foot and throwing it back down! Yugo looks irritated, Pulling Washington in for a clothesline - Ducked under as Washington hits the ropes - A running dropkick to Yugo's knee sends him down, face first! Washington and Yugo both remain on the mat, the audience clapping and cheering them on as Yugo reaches out to Bonecrusher who seems ready to get back in! Frank remains around the middle of the ring, Garland now back on the apron and looking to tag back in. Frank doesn't trust his mortal enemy and instead tries to grab hold of Phailous and stop the tag attempt! As Phailous gets grabbed, he hits a few stiff kicks to force Frank to let go, Bonecrusher reaching - And tagging in! Bonecrusher runs in with a full head of steam - A Global Lariat connecting from Robert Garland!!!

Bradford: What a save from Garland! I told you he had Washington's back!

Smith: And yet he's still ignoring the rules of this match! He's not the legal man! The referee has to get involved here!

Sure enough, the referee yells for Garland to exit the ring, Garland getting in the referee's face as Yugo springs up on the apron - A springboard Lou Thesz Press taking Garland down as the crowd goes nuts! Phailous hits a few hard shots, Garland rolling Phailous over and hitting a few hands of his own! Both men continue to brawl, rolling around on the mat and eventually out of the ring! Bonecrusher and Washington remain grounded, the referee counting! Both men remain motionless until the referee hits a count of seven... Bonecrusher starts to rise - Washington staggers to his feet... Eight! Nin- Bonecrusher with a hard right! Washington with a hard right! Yugo and Garland still fighting on the outside!!

As Bonecrusher gets the upper hand, Washington receives a kick to the gut, Bonecrusher looking to hit Washington again, who blocks and kicks Bonecrusher! With Bonecrusher doubled over, Washington calls for his finish but stumbles and almost falls over from all the abuse he's taken in the match. As Frank staggers, Bonecrusher recovers fast and takes the advantage as Garland tries to get back into the ring. Yugo grabs Garland by the legs, Garland slamming his fists on the mat as he's helpless to assist and Bonecrusher hits a swift kick and moves in for the kill... The Johnny Special connecting!!!!!

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*DING DING DING*

Barbara Braman: Here are your winners and NEEEEW MSW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! Johnny B. and Yugo Phailous - The Bonecrushing Phailous!

Smith: What a victory! Ladies and Gentlemen, you're new tag team champions have been crowned! Frank Washington showed a lot of heart with the circumstances surrounding this match, but his heart finally gave out and Bonecrusher capitalized!

Bradford: Garland was robbed! Frank choked at the last possible moment and cost both of them the match! But, hey, good job to The Bonecrushing Phailous. Right now, those two idiots are the best damn team in the company!

Yugo enters the ring, Johnny B. handing him his championship as the two of them raise the MSW Tag Titles high in the air! The crowd is an uproar, The Bonecrushing Phailous continuing to celebrate as Washington remains laid out and Garland is throwing a tantrum at ringside. With that, both men shoulder their newly won gold and head out of the ring and to the backstage area, the fans chanting for them every step of the way. As they take their leave, Garland creeps back in the ring as Travis Rech accompanies him.

Not Over Yet

Smith: What could they possibly want now?! It's partly that manager's fault that Washington lost this match! These two are scum, Bradford! I'm sure them still being out here is a sign of bad things to come for Frank Washington!

Bradford: Hey Smith! They have every right to celebrate too! That was a hard fought match we just saw out here and I'm sure Garland just wants to enjoy the moment before heading out!

As Garland and Rech remain in the ring, they start to move closer to Frank Washington, Washington still knocked out as the crowd boos heavily. Garland's normally serious face changes to that of a twisted expression, a big smile appearing as he shouts orders to his manager. Rech seems amused, climbing out of the ring and grabbing the timekeeper's bell before heading back in as Garland orders him once more.

*DING DING DING*

Smith: I told you, Bradford! The match is over! What now?! What are they doing?!

Bradford: It seems like there's still some unfinished business between Garland and Washington! Both men being forced to team together hasn't seemed to change much at all between the two of them!

Garland gets in position, Rech picking Washington up as he slumps over. Rech slaps him a few times, yelling in his ear as Garland goes to grab hold. The Badger keeps Frank in the center of the ring, the audience booing loudly as Garland lifts him up and hooks the leg... Bringing him down with a powerful Cradle DDT! Rech plays the part of the referee, Garland covering his partner...

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THREE!

The audience jeers, Garland celebrating his "victory" with both arms raised. Rech shows him off to the audience, Garland making a few symbols with his hands, one finger being held up with his right and a closed fist with his left. Frank looks slightly busted open, Garland kicking him while he's down before picking up a microphone.

Garland: You wanted to challenge me at Back To Basics, right Frank!? Well consider it both accepted and won! Remember, you said this match would happen no matter what! But don't think you'll get away with just a pinfall, you dirty liar!

Garland once again shouts orders to Rech, Travis now pulling Washington into one of the nearest corners and leaving him in a seated position. As Garland goes to set up for the Bite of The Badger, he stops himself and orders a chair to be placed in front of Washington's face! Rech goes to comply, the audience in a hateful mood!

Smith: He's looking to end Washington's career! Someone needs to get out here! Someone needs to put a stop to this!

As Garland gets in position, a familiar face runs down the aisle, Daniel Smart dashing into the ring and attacking Robert Garland! The audience cheers wildly, Smart getting the upper hand as Rech panics at ringside! Both Garland and Smart begin to brawl, Garland hitting Smart with some thundering shots before Smart reverses the situation and sends Garland to the ropes, knocking him down to the mat! As Garland starts to rise, Smart quickly signals to the fans - The Knee-DS connecting! The crowd chants for Smart as Garland rolls around in pain before finally finding the nearest side of the ring and rolling out under the bottom rope! Travis Rech accompanies him, Daniel making sure they don't come back into the ring as Garland slumps to the ground in pain and is helped standing by his manager. Smart checks on Washington, security coming down to ringside to make sure the scene is controlled. Garland seems out on his feet as Rech pulls him away from the ring, Smart staying in the ring as The MSW staff helps Washington up and the medical team checks on him...

Only the Strongest Will Survive

"The MSW Women's Championship is something that I've been chasing since the very moment I stepped foot into this company."

Kat: I've never been the best roll model and I've never had that peachy keen life that so many others get. I lived in my car going from show to show to get to where I am now. And now I'm in a good place. Now I'm in a place where I can step foot into that ring and be as dominant as I want to me. Now I'm in a position where I can defeat anybody that they put in front of me. I know I haven't won it all every time, but with each loss came a learning experience. With each loss I learned something new about myself, or I learned something new from my opponents so that the next time we cross paths I will win. And then you come to Artemis Kaiser, MSW Women's Champion, the "Diva Killer" herself. Artemis is good, that's why she's the champion, but the belt doesn't make the champion and tonight I'm going to prove it. Tonight I'm going to prove that I've got Artemis scouted and tonight I'm going to prove that no matter what she does, no matter what she can bring to the table, I'm going to be that... much... better. Artemis can't kill me because I'm no diva. Tonight the MSW Women's Championship -- the holy grail of Women's Wrestling... comes home with the first lady.

Artemis: I can give it to Kat, she's surprised me even making it as far and as long as she did on her own but Kat needs to be grateful. Kat needs to be grateful that I CHOSE HER to be in this match with me. She should consider it an honor to be in the ring with the Champion For LIFE! Kat doesn't have to be any old "Diva" and she doesn't have to be the same as everybody else outside of the ring, but in the ring she's a target. In the ring she's the enemy. In the ring she's just another victim. The MSW Women's Championship means that I'm the best woman in the sport today! I didn't have to live in my car from show to show to have had struggles getting to where I am. I worked hard and busted my ass to get to where I am, paying my own way the whole time. Tonight, this Kat gets put down. I am the Champion for Life and I have made this championship what it is! Thank me later when my hand is held in victory.

LeBroc Harris Vs Daniel Smart

Barbara Braman: The following is the Lebroc Harris Invitational. The only way to win is by submission!

Kiss it Goodbye" plays through the speakers and LeBroc comes in a casino style leather jacket. The attire represent his city's gambling culture which Las Vegas is well known for. He makes his way down the ramp and slides inside the ring. He then kneels down at the centre and raise his finger upwards," Believe in the Harris's luck ".

Barbara Braman: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 210lbs… Lebrock Harris!

Smith: There’s certainly a lot on the ling in his important match. Lebroc Harris is looking to show that he belongs in the upper echelon of this company as well as one of the best technically sound wrestlers to ever lace up a pair of boots. Daniel Smart on the other hand recently returned from injury and has his sights set on Bryce Manning and depending on who walks out of Back to Basics tonight, the MSW Champion. Momentum is at a premium for both of these competitors; it’s a virtual “must win” situation.

Bradford: It’s as close as you can get to the NFL Playoffs, and preseason hasn’t even started yet! That’s how much of a big fight atmosphere this match has. Daniel Smart may vow to pass out before tapping out and I’m sure LeBroc Harris feels the same way but it’s an entirely different situation when you’re locked in a hold you can’t escape. They say pride goes before the fall but is it really worth suffering a serious injury?

Smith: Absolutely, to these two men this is all they have, all they ever wanted to do. This is their very livelihood Bradford; the drive for competition is insatiable. One thing’s for sure however, neither man is going to go down without a fight.

“Get Lucky” by Daft Punk starts playing as Daniel Smart walks out, receiving loud cheers.

Barbara Barman: And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois weighing 205 lbs… Daniel Smart!

Daniel takes a moment to admire the crowd, then springs into the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. Daniel gets up and hops onto the middle rope, posing to the crowd. Daniel does this on the opposite ropes as well before dropping down and standing in the middle of the ring.

As the referee calls for the bell the first few minutes contain a lot of back and forth action between Harris and Smart showing an impressive display of chain wrestling. The crowd remains solidly behind Smart much to the dismay of Harris as neither man can appear to take a definitive lead in the match, just as it looks like Smart may finally be in control Harris is able to reverse his fortunes and go back on the attack and vice versa. Finally Harris manages to get Smart into a corner and begins punching and kicking him repeatedly trying to wear his opponent down and keep him grounded. The referee doesn’t even bother starting his count as Smart manages to defend himself with authority with a kick to the gut of Harris.

Smith: Harris finally thought he had momentum on his side only for Smart to fight his way out of a corner.

Bradford: So far Daniel Smart has managed to avoid any of Lebroc’s submission holds but sooner or later he’s going to get caught by the man of 1008 holds.

Smith: 1008 holds?

Bradford: He’s a submission specialist, hell if you don’t believe me why don’t you ask the man yourself?

Smith: I’m pretty sure somebody already invented that, none the less exaggeration aside Harris is well versed in submission but so is Daniel Smart. Trying to pick a favorite to win this match is like trying to pick the winner of the Super Bowl in July, we’ll just have to wait and see.

Bradford: You never were any fun Scoutmaster Smith!

As Harris stumbles back he goes right back after Smart but ever agile he manages to get out of the corner and connect with a springboard back elbow! Smart quickly kips up back to his feet as the crowd roars in support.

Crowd: Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! Let’s Go Smart! 

Looking for an early conclusion to the match Daniel Smart goes for the Smartshooter 2.0 but Lebroc quickly crawls over to the ropes and clutches onto it with both arms shaking his head. The referee quickly begins his count and reaches 2 before Smart breaks the hold. Lebroc wisely rolls out to retreat to the outside calling for a time out with his hands causing the crowd to jeer and boo. The referee begins the 10 count as Harris takes his sweet time getting back inside the ring.

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4!

Smith: Come on, get back in the ring, you wanted this match!

Bradford: You ever heard of patience being a virtue? A great submission artist doesn’t rush anything, he picks his spot and takes it, right now he’s implementing a tactical withdrawal.

5!

Smith: There’s nothing tactical about it, it’s just pure cowardice!

6!

Harris quickly slides into the ring only to roll back out to the outside with a grin on his face and waiving Smart off.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HARRIS SUCKS! HARRIS SUCKS! HARRIS SUCKS!

The referee ducks in between the top and the middle ropes to yell at Harris to get back in the ring but defiantly he gestures with his hands to tell him to count, all the while taking a water bottle from a fan at ringside!

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As Harris is drinking the water he stole from a fan Smart has had enough as he runs against the ropes at full speed and launches himself at Harris with a Suicide Dive taking them both down to the ground!

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

Smith: I think Lebroc Harris just spit up some water from that impact! Daniel Smart seemingly caught him by complete surprise!

Bradford: He should be disqualified immediately Smith! He could’ve caused Lebroc Harris to start choking and who knows if the EMT’s could’ve come out in time to clear the airway!

Smith: I highly doubt that, quit making excuses. Last I checked this was the Lebroc Harris invitational, if he didn’t want to wrestle he shouldn’t have issued the challenge!

The referee slides out of the ring to check on both men to see if they can continue before beginning the count once again.

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6!

Daniel Smart starts stirring first as he crawls towards the ring apron. Lebroc Harris tries going towards the fan barricade for leverage managing to reach for the top rail. Smart manages to make it to a knee having taken a considerable amount of punishment himself by using his body as a projectile.

7!

8!

Smart manages to get up and slide into the ring managing to avoid the 10 count.

9!

Harris takes a second to check his beard making sure it was still attached to his face before sprinting under the bottom rope to break the count as the crowd boos. Smart goes to pick Harris up but is met by an eyerake and a swift series of European uppercuts causing him to stagger backwards. Harris spends the next few minutes targeting the head and arms of Daniel Smart. After whipping Smart into the corner he slumps into a seated position Harris manages to hit a devastating big boot to the face. Harris then goes for the Lebonator (Bridging grounded chickenwing) as Smart kicks the mat in pain.

Bradford: Lebroc Harris with the Lemon Eater! Daniel Smart might have no choice but to tap out now!

Smith: It’s actually called the Lebonator but it’s definitely a dangerous submission hold. Both men have taken plenty of punishment throughout this match but Daniel Smart refuses to give up! If he can reach the ropes with his feet he can break the hold.

Bradford: Easier said than done. The Lemon Eater exerts enormous pressure on the shoulder blades while putting Smart in a very awkward position in terms of maneuverability. So long as Harris can maintain his balance he’ll have the match in the bag.

Smart desperately tries to reach for the ropes with his feet but is tragically several inches away from the bottom rope and Harris doesn’t plan on giving an inch of ground. The referee asks if Smart wishes to quit but defiantly he shouts “NO!” Smart in a last ditch effort to reverse the hold manages to shift his weight and roll through but while Harris manages to hold with a double underhook grasp Smart finally gained the several inches of ground he needed to reach the ropes with his feet. The referee quickly tells Harris to break who instead tries to drag his opponent away from the ropes! The referee insists for a break and manages to pry him off of Smart, much to the annoyance of Harris.

Bradford: It’s a conspiracy! The referee has no business pulling him off.

Smith: Of course he does, Smart managed a rope break and he has to keep the health of both competitors in mind.

Bradford: He should lose his referee license!

Harris and the referee argue for several moments giving Smart precious time to recover. After several moments of arguing Harris turns around to grab Smart by his head to drag him into the center of the ring only to get stiff palm thrust!. Staggered and astonished Smart manages to get back to his feet and delievers another palm thrust, and another in rapid succession, connecting with a combination known as the High-Five Flurry (Palm Thrust flurry). Smart follows up with series of stiff shoot style kicks to the legs and back of Harris as the crowd is fully behind him and on their feet. Smart then plants him on the mat with a DDT as the crowd tells him exactly what they want to see next.

Crowd KNEE D S! KNEE D S! KNEE D S! KNEE D S!

Smith: Daniel Smart is looking to put this one away, and the crowd calling for the Knee DS that we just saw him use on Robert Garland not too long ago! And while he can’t win by pinfall he should have no problem putting him away if it connects.

Bradford: Absolutely, all he would need to do is lock him in a submission afterwards to prompt a referee stoppage if he’s nonresponsive. Very Smart on Daniel Smart’s part I have to admit.

As Smart charges forward with the Knee DS as the last possible moment Lebroc Harris escapes disaster by pulling the referee into the line of fire!

Smith: The referee is down!

Bradford: I guess Lebroc Harris was just a little Smarter this time, he just escaped certain defeat for the moment.

Daniel Smart looks on in horror as he tries to revive the referee to no avail. Harris quickly looks to capitalize with a surprise Sleeper Hold but Smart quickly manages to snare his hands in between his grip to prevent him from applying full pressure. Smart backs up full speed into the corner causing Harris to hit it and release the hold and fall to the mat. Smart then drags Harris to the center of the ring and locks in the Smartshooter 2.0 once again as the crowd is roaring at the top of their lungs.

Crowd: TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!

Harris screams in pain as he claws and scratches towards the ropes only for Smart to drag him back to the center of the ring. After several more frantic moments Lebroc Harris has no choice but to tap out furiously on the mat.

Smith: Harris tapped! Lebroc Harris tapped out!

Bradford: That’s all good and well but it doesn’t count if the referee doesn’t see it.

Smart releases the hold after looking over to see the referee out cold on the mat. Smart picks the referee up by shirt and tries to drag him to the center of the ring in an attempt to revive him. The referee begins to stir but not before Harris snuck in from behind to deliever an undetected low blow to Smart, dropping him to the mat. Harris knowing that it was now or never took advantage and locked Smart inside Brockenstein (Omoplatta crossface) in the center of the ring as the crowd booed relentlessly.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Smith: Dammit, not this way! Smart had Harris beat in the center of the ring and now that damn Rebel is going to steal the victory!

Bradford: You got to give Lebroc Harris a mountain of credit, he took advantage of the situation, he took advantage of the referee getting knocked out, and now he’s in the right place at the right time. Sometimes that’s all you need!

Smart fights valiantly to try to escape the hold, crawling painstakingly inch by inch towards the ropes as the referee finally comes to. He manages to make it within an arm and a half’s length away from the ropes as he begins to fade, his resistance becoming weaker and weaker as his outstretched arm falls limply to the mat. The referee raises Smart’s arm once as it falls to the mat. He raises it again as it once more falls unceremoniously to the mat. He goes to raise it one last time but alas Smart’s strength had left him as it fell lifelessly back to the mat. With that the referee calls for the bell to stop the match.

Barbara Braman: Here is your winner by submission… Lebroc Harris!

Smith: Daniel Smart at least stayed true to his word. Lebroc Harris may have stolen this match but Daniel never tapped out!

Bradford: That may be so but the record books will reflect that Lebroc Harris won by submission none the less!

As the referee raises Lebroc Harris’s arm in victory he quickly walks over to the ropes and asks for a microphone from the time keeper. As Daniel Smart is rolled out of the ring by the ring physicians to check on him he raises the microphone triumphantly.

Lebroc Harris: I’ll give Daniel Smart some credit; he gave me a better fight than that CHUMP Chris Alans but in the end he couldn’t outwrestle me!

Crowd: HARRIS SUCKS! HARRIS SUCKS! HARRIS SUCKS! HARRIS SUCKS!

Lebroc Harris: No you shut your mouths! The record books will reflect in history that I BEAT Daniel Smart by submission and in the end that’s all the matters. I am the best technical wrestler in the world today and I will continue to prove my worth and I’ll continue to run through victim after victim in the Lebroc Harris Invitational until I get a shot at the MSW Heavyweight Champion!

We Comin' For You

The three black youths in hoodies from earlier are on the screen. Shots cut to them standing with Frankie Cocheese and Tyson Pride in the middle of a dark street, and then shots of them jumping up and down and dancing, with the dreadlocked man flashing his gun towards the camera. It looks as if the video is trying to be one of those Chicago Drill Music Videos that artists like Chief Keef are famous for. Tyson Pride stands in the center of the shot now while the others behind him throw up their hands in gang signs and Frankie starts fanning money in the background. Tyson starts rapping.

Tyson Pride:

Missouri State Wrestling next week you should be start running in fear

Because it is time that the Notorious Thugs are bound to appear

We will be there live to witness the aftermath of Back 2 Basics Don't get it twisted people think we are fun and games yet they will learn that you shouldn't judge a book by it covers

The Tag Team scene is about to have an upgrade because the Thugs are on the scene now

The shot now changes to the two leaning in from the sides of the screen from the earlier preview, this time not in slo-mo as Frankie points to the gun in the waistband of the dread locked youth.

Frankie Cocheese: "We got them clappers on deck!"

Tyson appears in the center again and starts rapping some more.

Tyson Pride:

The Pain is about to arrive in Missouri and it is going to be a lethal dose that right you better not come to close

Teams think they are going to be safe from this lyrical cape of pain

We don't need to be like Leo Banks to make it rain We are Notorious but you are all in denial, when we appear your faces will be smeared

We are the thugs that you should fear.

Tyson and Frankie are in the center of the shot now, with the three men behind them. Frankie does a little rap of his own.

Frankie Cocheese:

We comin through with the crew

What you think it's not possible? We'll see you when we see you

at the next Unstoppable!

Frankie starts to stack the money in his hand. "We out!" He begins to toss the money, bill after bill, into the camera's lens as if he's Floyd Mayweather Jr. while the scene fades to darkness with their logo flashing across the screen and a laughter playing in the background.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lm_GPkOfVKI

Artemis Kaiser (c) Vs Kat Jones

The bell sounds, Kat and Artemis stand in opposite corners. The Women’s championship is held up high in the center of the ring by referee Mike Maddix who hands it to Barbara Braman outside the ring and the two girls come to the center. They come literally nose to nose trash talking back and forth. Artemis makes the first shot shoving Kat, daring her to come back.

She does and shoves Artemis back who shakes her head. Artemis comes back with a bigger shove and Kat who smirks and lunges at Artemis, jumping onto her with a huge Lou Thez press starting with the punches before Mike Maddix breaks it up.

Smith: This match is one of the most highly anticipated matches of the night, Bradford, and it looks like Kat is getting the first actual punches in after a shoving battle, completely taking Artemis off guard!

Bradford: The thing about Artemis is that if she retains tonight she’s very close to being the longest reigning Women’s champion in MSW History, nearly tying Shawna Martinez’s record here tonight. She’s not being taken off guard because she’s been baiting Kat the past two weeks to snap. She’s willing to take a few hits to make Kat think she’s got the upper hand and then when she gets overly cocky and not thinking straight, Artemis is going to show exactly why she’s the Champion for life! Plus, she’s hot.

Smith: That could very well be a possibility but the Lou Thez press has been broken up by our official here tonight, but I’d be careful what you say about Artemis, Bradford, remember the last time she was next to you and you said something like that.

Artemis is quick to the corner looking at Kat who’s hunched over looking at Artemis with a big smirk, daring Artemis to to come at her. Artemis gets to her feet and walks along the ropes, running her hand across her face, taking her time. The referee told Artemis to get back to action and she shrugged him off. But that’s when Kat came running in, jumping onto Artemis with a series of punches before Artemis dipped outside wanting nothing to do with Kat and the ring out started.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Five…

Artemis slid back into the ring trying to keep the angry Kat away from her.

Smith: Artemis is trying to play it safe and Kat just wants to get at that championship!

Bradford: Of course she does but what are her actual chances of beating the champion for life? Artemis will do whatever she has to, to keep the belt.

Smith: But remember, Bradford, no champions advantage here tonight. There will be a winner and the standard count out, or disqualification that would normally cause the champion to lose but retain will cause for a title change!

The referee is trying to keep them apart but Kat lunges past him and into the attack once again in the corner and the referee begins the five count, and Kat breaks it at 4, Artemis down on the ground in the corner. Kat finds herself in the corner across from Artemis and gets a big running start, jumping from the middle of the ring with a big dropkick looking to connect with Artemis but she’s able to move out of the way and Kat lands on the mat hard, and Artemis slides over for the quick cover but only two. Artemis can’t believe it and gets into a mounted punching position, taking it to Kat before the five count begins and she gets off. Artemis throws her hands in the air like a celebration and gets nothing but a hostile reaction from the crowd.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ARTIE SUCKS! ARTIE SUCKS! ARTIE SUCKS!

Smith: Very vocal crowd tonight as usual and letting know Artemis just what they think of her!

Bradford: And they’re all jealous.

Artemis turns around and plays some stomps into Kat before lifting her upper body up and putting her in a rear chin lock with her knee into Kat’s back for extra pressure. The referee is in to check on Kat who keeps yelling “No!” and plants her feet flat on the mat and is able to push herself backwards, getting leverage on Artemis rolling her to her back and there’s a count but only a two. Artemis had released the chin lock, wrapped her hands around Kat’s waist and bridged up to their feet and turned around, Artemis having the leverage and lifting Kat up looking for a piledriver, much like she did to break Shawna Martinez’s neck and the crowd is getting rowdy but Kat is able to fight it off and turn it into a back body drop. The impact has Artemis sit up holding her lower back and Kat kicks hard right into her back.

Smith: If Artemis was able to connect that piledriver it could have been all she wrote but Kat able to counter and is in full control!

Bradford: Don’t count out the champion for life so soon, Smith!

Bradford was right. Kat went to Artemis’ head looking for another technical maneuver but Artemis was able to throw her back to the mat and her foot came up catching Kat right in the head. Kat in a daze, Artemis spun around and with a double leg takedown, brought Kat to the mat and locked in a vicious leg lock, and Kat tries to fight it off and is able, after a few moments of struggling is able to reach the ropes but Artemis doesn’t want to let go.

One...

Two…

Three…

Four…

Artemis lets go of the hold and Kat uses the ropes to get up, holding her leg. Artemis doesn’t waste any time and starts to use those vicious kicks of hers going right at Kat’s leg while she tries to avoid them. But one kick lands good and Kat would have fallen if not for the corner. Artemis is in Kat’s face, just taunting her to do something. The pain can be seen on Kat’s face but had enough and palmed Artemis, pushing her back. But that’s when Artemis jumped into the corner with a corner 10 punch count. As always, the crowd is behind it, counting with her up to about six, until Kat is able to take her out of the corner with a huge corner Powerbomb and neither lady is moving.

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHH! THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *clap, clap, clap-clap-clap*

Smith: That was crazy! A massive powerbomb out of the corner taking everything Kat had left after this great back and forth match we’ve had so far, and especially after that beating that Artemis has just put onto Kat! How these two keep going is far beyond me!

Bradford: It’s all a ploy, Smith, I’m telling you! Artemis has been letting Kat use everything she’s got and picking her spots wisely! And look right there, Smith! Looks like Artemis is the first one moving!

Indeed Artemis was the first one moving, rolling onto her stomach as Kat was already on hers and started to slowly move as well. Kat starts looking for the ropes to help her get up, but Artemis is quicker to her feet and gets a slow run with a dropkick to the side of Kat’s head. Artemis pulls her away from the ropes and cover.

One… Two… NO!

Kat managed to get her shoulder up, somehow and the crowd loved it. They couldn’t believe it, but they loved it. This is when Artemis gave a cut throat taunt, calling to end it, giving some sort of a sign for her piledriver, the DMD. Lifting Kat to her feet with a few clubs to the back to keep her dazed and tucked her head. Artemis hooks Kat’s arms and grabs her legs and lifts Kat up; showing some strength starts to walk her to the middle of the ring and drops Kat in the center of the ring and cover with the crowd loudly behind.

One… Two… Thre-NO!

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

Smith: I can’t believe what I’m seeing, Bradford! That was the very same move that broke the neck of Shawna Martinez and GAVE her the win to become champion in the first place and Kat just kicked out! This is an amazing match and just continues to prove why Missouri State Wrestling has the SINGLE best women’s division on the planet! Second to none around here!

Bradford: I… I can’t believe it! Kat wants this and the Champion For Life can’t believe it either! Don’t stall, Artemis, finish her! FINISH HER!

Artemis sits as Kat lies on her stomach slowly moving, and Artemis runs her hands through her hair looking at Kat and she just can’t believe it so she rolls Kat over for another pin but only two. Again and two. Again and one, and Artemis stands frustrated. She calls for an end and now goes to Kat’s legs, going for her cloverleaf submission hold she calls the Canadian Cloverleaf but as she’s got Kat’s legs hooked, she’s able to pull Artemis towards her and roll Artemis up.

One… Two.. NO!

Artemis kicked out and looked scared that she almost lost it there. Kat looks like she gets a second wind, and kip-ups to her feet and her and Artemis hold each other by the hair in the middle of the ring trading punch for punch for punch until Kat gets a knee to Artemis hooks her arm and swings at the leg with this modified russian leg sweep that she calls the WildKat. Artemis isn’t moving and Kat with a cover.

Smith: WILDKAT! WILDKAT! Kat out of nowhere with that WildKat and this could be it! We might have a new Women’s champion in just a few seconds!

One… Two… Thre-NO!

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAH! LET’S GO ARTIE! LET’S GO KAT! LET’S GO ARTIE! LET’S GO KAT!

The crowd was now heavily behind both Women of Tradition and Kat couldn’t believe it. Now with Artemis to her feet, Kat hooks her head, lifts Artemis up and her legs wrap around Kat’s body. Kat yells out “IT’S OVER!” signalling for her Cradle DDT she calls the Kat-Astrophe.

But before she can drop, Artemis gets her head loose and head bunts Kat a couple of times getting her to let go. Into the ropes, Artemis whips Kat to the ropes and tries for a lariat but Kat ducks. Instead of rebounding off of the ropes again, she springboards off turning in mid air for a crossbody but Artemis scouts it with a gut buster. Kat doesn’t go down instead she’s just hunched over a bit holding her gut. Artemis rolls through to her feet essentially bouncing off of her head and in a fluid motion, turns around and using that BJJ and Kickboxing flexibility and style, Artemis throws her foot up catching Kat right in the temple with a big kick that looks to KO her instantly as Kat falls to the mat.

But it looks like it took a ton out of Artemis herself and she fell to the mat.

Smith: The tremendous effort back and forth between both of these women, each of them giving it their all, and to get the upper hand Artemis had to pull out that massive kick to the temple but it might have taken too much out of her because Artemis is moving just as much as Kat!

Bradford: At this point it is literally anyone’s game. Kat has surprised me to hell and back tonight showing how much she wants it and Artemis has proved she’s just as tough as she said she is from the very beginning, not needing to use that “Champion’s Advantage” at all to get the job done. At this point I think it comes down to whomever can make the cover!

Smith: I’ve got to agree with you there! I think Artemis, despite her attitude, has won over a whole lot more fans here in Kansas City!

And as they said, neither woman was really moving except Artemis started to crawl. The 10 KO count was started, we were at 8 and Artemis rolls Kat over for the pin.

One… Two… Three! KICK-OUT!

*Ding, Ding, Ding*

Barbara: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and STILL MSW Women’s Champion… ARRRTEEEMIIISSS KAAAIIISSERRRR!

“Legendary” by Royce Da 5’9 hits and Artemis is handed the belt. She takes it and rolls out of the ring slowly and walks away with a limp, very sore and Kat cannot believe it as she kicked out a split second too late. Kat slowly gets up as Artemis made her way to the back, and “Freak on a Leash” by Korn hits and the crowd applauds Kat and with a nod she heads to the back as well.

Bryce Manning (c) Vs Peyton Kaiser Vs Luke Jackson

Smith: This is it folks, the main event and the match we've been waiting all night to see! Will Bryce Manning defeat two of his possibly strongest opposition... or will we see a new champion crowned tonight?! We've already had one defense and two new champions crowned, we may see a third!

Bryce Manning, Luke Jackson and Peyton Von Licht, now using the Kaiser name, all stood in their separate corners. Referee Derek Lay holds the championship up high in the center of the ring; but before the bell could even sound, Luke Jackson had rushed out of the corner over towards Bryce, jumping at him in the corner. The bell sounded, the championship was handed off outside immediately. Peyton wasted no time either and got right in on the fight with Jackson, a double team on Bryce. Bryce had his arms up and head ducked, slowly sinking into the corner and managed to roll out holding his head yelling “You’re fucking crazy!” and walked around the ring. Jackson was daring Bryce to get back into the ring but got spun around and clocked with the discuss elbow that Peyton likes to use and he tries for a cover right away.

Smith: The double team on Bryce got him out of the ring but it looks like Peyton is trying to end this early with that nasty elbow that he beat Bradyn Saint with just a few weeks ago! We could have a new champion already!

Bradford: Not if the Best in the Universe has anything to say about it!

One.. Two.. No!

Bryce was able to slide in and break up the pin from the outside and continued to walk around and Peyton on his knees looking at Bryce, just taking his time. Peyton shakes his head but brings Jackson to his feet and with a headlock takeover brings Jackson back to a seated position but locks in a rear chin lock, applying the pressure much like we saw his sister Artemis do with Kat just earlier in the night. And right when it looks like he’s starting to let go, he wrenches it in even more. Enough so that Bryce Manning saw it fit to get back into the ring and break it up with a foot to Peyton’s face. It knocked Peyton to the ground and Bryce covered.

One… Two… No!

Jackson broke it up and got to his feet quickly, as did Bryce.

Smith: Two near falls so far in this match tonight, but Luke Jackson breaks that one up and that could have very well been it!

Bradford: Could have been, but this is also a Kaiser we’re talking about. I mean look at his family! Oliver Kaiser, Cameron Kaiser, Artemis Kaiser just to name a few! All amazing and gifted athletes! Cameron running rampant with WASTE in LEGACY, Oliver representing the Joker’s Wild in Japan and other countries overseas and Artemis just successfully defended her Women’s Championship. Now it’s time for Peyton to show what he’s made of! I love Bryce and he’s my boy, but it’s a hard pick between him and a Kaiser.

Bryce seemed to stare down Jackson because of the size difference so Jackson hit the ropes and charged at Bryce full speed ahead. Bryce tried a lariat but Jackson jumped to the top in the corner and actually leaped off, spinning crazily in the air and connected on Bryce with a huge Standing Phoenix Splash type of a move with an immediate cover.

One… Two… No!

Bryce kicked out and pushed Luke off of him forcefully and got to his feet. Luke was getting up as well but got a club to the back from Bryce before he could. This stunned and slowed down Luke and Bryce took him to the ropes and Irish whipped Luke and took him off of his feet with a big jumping lariat but before Bryce could capitalize anymore, he turned around to Peyton with a huge front dropkick knocking Bryce into the corner. Peyton springboarded to his feet in an instant and ran to the corner standing on the middle and began to give a series of punches to Bryce with the crowd chanting along.

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

But before Peyton could get to Ten, Luke Jackson ran up behind him, jumping up with a great vertical leap and bringing Peyton down with a big Backcracker that got the crowds attention as Bryce sat on the top rope.

Crowd: YEEEEEAAAAAA! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Jackson worked his way over to a cover on Peyton, getting one arm across his chest.

One… Two…Thre-NO!

The pin was broken up when Bryce Manning went out of his norm and with a big flying elbow drop in Macho Man fashion landed across Luke’s back breaking up the pin.

It was as if Bryce had a second wind and he stood up, staring over a fallen Jackson and Peyton. He looked between both before going to Peyton. Bryce crouched down, pulling Peyton’s head up off of the mat by the hair. Looking him dead in the eyes, Bryce yelled towards him.

Bryce: COME ON PEYTON! WHERE’S THE HERO NOW, HUH?! YOU WORTHLESS PU-

Before Bryce could finish that sentence, Peyton swung his arm up slapped Bryce across the face causing him to stumble backwards. Peyton lunged forward looking to tackle Bryce down but he caught Peyton in a headlock, putting his <Bryce’s> foot backwards, he used his weight against Peyton and turned it around into a DDT with a cover.

One… Two… NO!

This time Luke Jackson came diving in and started to club Bryce in the back not wanting to give him a chance to breathe. Jackson was giving up a lot of size to Bryce so he was throwing any hit he could. Right hand, left hand, right kick, left kick, alternating any hits which did keep Bryce off of his game. Jackson went to whip Bryce but it was reversed sending Jackson to the ropes. He hit them and came back but jumped in the air landing his legs across Bryce’s shoulders, spun and flipped Bryce over with a huge Tilt-A-Whirl Head Scissors.

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEAH! LET’S GO LUKE! LET’S GO LUKE! LET’S GO LUKE!

Smith: Luke Jackson is getting back into this! And just listen to this capacity crowd!

Bradford: For every one of them cheering on that midget, they’re just hating because Bryce is better than they are!

When the momentum was getting behind Luke and Bryce was down, Luke springboarded off of the middle rope with a moonsault landing across Bryce’s back. Quickly to his feet he dropped a quick leg drop, followed by another and another and then Jackson backed up, stomping his feet on the mat as the crowd got behind him looking for that drive-by kick that he usually uses to set up for a high risk finish. Bryce starting to get up and Jackson gets his running start but Peyton comes running out of no where catching Jackson at the back and swinging him over with a huge attempted German Suplex but Jackson flipped over landing on his feet. Peyton couldn’t believe his eyes. He looked at Luke, and as they locked eyes they nodded and began to circle around each other. Both men tired and it showed. They found themselves in a tie up, both trying to get that extra leverage but in them doing so it kept their eyes off of the champ who looked like he started to scheme. That’s when the crowd erupted.

Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!

Smith: What the… is that… IS THAT DECAINE?!

Bradford: YES! The history between these two and that Decaine was managing Bryce the last time they were in Kansas City together in The Rebirth!

Smith: This CANNOT be good! Peyton and Luke need to get over their ‘who’s better’ feud and focus on the real trouble out there!

Everything happened so quickly, and Decaine strutted his way down the ramp and Bryce just had a smirk the size of Texas. Peyton had Luke in a headlock, wrenching it in. Jackson brings Peyton up, looking for a back body drop but Peyton landed on his feet and kicked Luke in the back of the knee knocking him down to the mat. It was a different take of attack by Peyton. But while this was going on, and Bryce was playing it easy and discussing with Decaine and they gave each other a nod as if to say that they were on the same page. Peyton had Jackson locked in his Dragon Sleeper he calls the HLC, really wrenching it in, looking like he was about ready to break Luke’s neck. Luke trying to fight out of it but is having a hard time. That is until >BAM< and Bryce nails Peyton in the head and out of the ring with a shot from the MSW Chamionship.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Smith: Damnit to hell! This has been a great match for all three until that DAMN DECAINE got involved! And the referee didn’t even see it because that bastard has him distracted!

Bradford: Genius! Think about it, Smith! The talent share with LEGACY, the history of Bryce being a Decaine guy, Caleb Stephens who is, mind you, and IRX original AND another Decaine Guy and IRX being in and mentioned in his promos this past two weeks… how did we not see the signs earlier?! Brilliant!

When Luke Jackson was getting up from the Dragon Sleeper, standing from being bent backwards he stood to be met with a shot with the belt as well. Bryce slid the belt out of the ring, Decaine’s direction and he got off of the apron. When official Derek Lay turned back to the action, Bryce took Luke Jackson off of the ropes and now with the referee watching, gave Luke Jackson a massive Spineshanker, a Sambo Slam across his knee, in the middle of the ring.

Smith: NO! NOT THIS WAY! NOT THIS WAY DAMNIT!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! FUCK YOU BRYCE! FUCK YOU BRYCE! FUCK YOU BRYCE!

Bryce made the cover to Luke Jackson and the referee counted as Decaine got to the apron with the MSW Championship.

One… Two… Three!

*Ding, Ding, Ding*

Barbara: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and STILL MSW Heavyweight Champion BRRRYYYYCEEE MAANNNINNNG!

Smith: I can’t believe it but Bryce Manning just defeated his two top challengers for the championship here at Back to Basics! Manning and Decaine are together again and… I just can’t believe what we’ve seen! For Alex Bradford, I’m Alex Smith, and we’re out of time! See you in two weeks at Unstoppable Thirteen!

“Immortal” by Adema, the theme infamous with Decaine played as he raised Bryce’s hand in victory before they slide out of the ring and made their way up the ramp and we cut to the end.