(The EMF logo flashes on the screen.)
(We go to the darken arena. Pyrotechnics blasts on the stage. The lights turn on as the fireworks end, the camera gets a few shots of the crowd as they yell, and wave their signs. The camera zooms out to display the location information. We get one more shot of the crowd as the commentators speak over the shot.)
JR-Hello, and welcome to another edition of Saturday Shockwave! We are on the doorstep of Legacy of Blood! I’m good ol’ JR, Jim Ross joined by Jerry “the King” Lawler, and Kris “KG” Gaffney.
King-Tonight we will find out who will go on to Legacy of Blood to fight for a world title contendership.
Kris Gaffney-That should be a hell of a match.
JR-Let’s get started with the first match of the night
(“the duck song” blasts on the PA system. Fenrir Kaine walks out on the stage, and he steps inside of the ring.)
JR-2 former Extreme Champions face off each other.
King-Although one has the power of fruit!
Kris Gaffney-Yeah…why are we even having this match.
(As the lights in the arena plunge into darkness, an eerie silence descends over the crowd. The faint sound of wind howling fills the air, sending shivers down spines. Suddenly, the opening notes of "Wolf Totem" by The HU (featuring Jacoby Shaddix) thunder through the speakers, primal and haunting. A blood-red light floods the entrance ramp, illuminating a swirling mist of smoke that creeps along the ground like tendrils of something alive.
The screen above the stage flickers to life, showing the silhouette of a massive wolf prowling through a dark forest. As the beat drops, bursts of flame erupt from the stage, casting wild shadows across the arena. Through the flames and smoke emerges Fenrir Kaine, "The Demonic Werewolf." His imposing frame is silhouetted against the fiery backdrop, his head lowered, and his crimson eyes glinting beneath his hooded brow.
Ring Announcer: Now making his way to the ring! Fighting out of the Shadows of the Abyss! Weighing in at two hundred and ninety-five pounds and standing six feet and four inches tall! He is "The Demonic Werewolf" FENRIR KAINE!
Fenrir’s presence is palpable, an aura of raw, predatory menace that freezes the audience in place. As he begins his slow, deliberate march down the ramp, the flames on stage ignite once more, illuminating his every step. The red lights follow him like a spotlight, casting a sinister glow over his powerful frame. The mist clings to his boots as if the darkness itself refuses to let him go.
He reaches the ring steps and pauses, turning his gaze to the crowd. Their boos and jeers are drowned by the pulsating rhythm of his theme song, yet Fenrir remains unfazed. A low, guttural growl escapes his lips as he climbs the steps and enters the ring.
Once inside, Fenrir moves to the center of the ring, his massive frame towering over the referee. He throws back his head and lets out a bone-chilling howl, synchronized with a final burst of flame erupting from the ring posts. The lights flicker back to full brightness, but the chilling aura lingers as Fenrir Kaine removes his hood and glares out at the crowd with predatory intent.
He moves to his corner, leaning against the turnbuckle like a wolf surveying its prey, waiting for the match to begin. The arena buzzes with tension, every eye fixed on the terrifying force that is Fenrir Kaine.)
JR-Fenrir Kaine will want to make an impression.
King-He’ll be getting a rematch against the Dungeon Master, the only question is what is the gimmick.
Kris Gaffney-That could get him to take his focus off of this match, that might not be good.
[Walter Melon and Fenrir Kaine pace around the ring, they lock up. Walter Melon gets pushed in the corner, and Fenrir Kaine goes for a fist in the corner. Walter Melon moves out of the way, Walter Melon runs towards the ropes, and he bounces off of the ropes. Fenrir Kaine catches Walter Melon with a spinning kick that knocks down Walter Melon. Walter Melon gets up to his feet, and Kaine connects with a running clothesline that knocks down Fenrir Kaine. Fenrir Kaine is slow to get up to his feet. Fenrir Kaine connects with a few fists to the face that knocks him backwards. Fenrir Kaine whips him to the ropes. Walter Melon Bounces off of the ropes, and Fenrir Kaine connects with a pop up samoan drop that sends him flying down on the mat. Fenrir Kaine goes into the cover on Walter Melon. The ref goes into position to make the count, the ref counts 1…………2……KICK OUT by Walter Melon!!]
JR-Fenrir Kaine has been able to hit Walter Melon with big moves.
King-Or the Melon Gods have allowed Fenrir Kaine to hit Walter with big moves.
Kris Gaffney-WOuldn’t make much different to me…in fact I think I’d be more bothered by someone on my side allowing me to hit with wrestling moves…
[Walter Melon is slow to get up to his feet, and Fenrir Kaine goes for a super kick that is ducked under, and he turns around. Walter Melon kicks Fenrir Kaine in the gut, and he puts him down with DDT into the mat. Walter Melon and Fenrir Kaine are down on the mat, knowing that he won’t stay down for long, Walter Melon goes to the ropes, and he gets up. Ashley Irvine is by the ropes drinking fruit juice. She yells “WATERMELON!!” Ashley runs off. Walter Melon gets up in the corner. Fenrir Kaine runs, and he goes for a hip attack in the corner, but at the last moment Walter Melon moves out of the way. Fenrir Kaine crashes into the corner, and Walter Melon connects with fists. Walter Melon whips him to the ropes, and he bounces off of the ropes. Walter Melon drops him with a spine buster Walter goes into the corner, and he connects with the spitting seeds as Fenrir gets up. Walter Melon goes into the cover the ref counts 1…………..2…….KICK OUT by Fenrir Kaine!!]
JR-Walter Melon might have turned this around.
King-Told you Melon Gods JR, Melon Gods!
Kris Gaffney-….
[Fenrir Kaine gets picked up, and body slammed. Walter Melon goes to the outside of the ring, and he climbs up to the top rope. He jumps off of the top rope going for the fruit smash splash, but at the last moment Fenrir moves out of the way. Walter Melon gets up stunned, Fenrir Kaine lifts him up, and he drops him with the Eclipse Driver!! Fenrir holds Walter into a pinning attempt. The ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1………….2…………3!!]
JR-Fenrir Kaine gets the victory.
King-Or the Melon Gods allowed his story to continue for a little bit longer!
Kris Gaffney-…..
(“Day One-ish” blasts on the PA system. The Usos walk out on the stage, they walk down to the ring, and they step inside of the ring.)
JR-Their legacy speaks for itself.
King-Even though Jimmy’s having issues.
Kris Gaffney-a good way to deal with that.
(“Archaos theme” blasts on the PA system. Rebel and Archaos stare down each other, and then walk down to the ring.)
JR-These two might be echos…but the echos can’t help to remember their history.
King-Probably not.
Kris Gaffney-Hard to forget that.
[Archaos Angels and Rebel stare down each other and Jimmy Uso is OK with this situation as he’s in the ring longer. Archaos Angels starts the match, and Jimmy Uso goes for a fist to the face, and he Angels ducks under, and he connects with a few fists to the face that knocks back Jimmy Uso. Archaos Angels whips Jimmy to the orpes, and he bounces off of the ropes Archaos Angels connects with a spinning heel kick to the face that puts down. Archaos angels makes the tag to Rebel, and Rebel steps inside of the ring, and he connects with a jaw breaker that knocks back Jimmy Uso. Rebel runs towards the corner, and he connects with a flying forearm shot to the face. Jimmy Uso stumbles out of the corner after Rebel allows him to stumble out of the corner. Rebel connects with a northern lights suplex with a bridge. The ref goes into position to make the count, the ref counts 1…………..2…….KICK OUT by Jimmy Uso!!]
JR-Jimmy Uso was able to kick out.
King-Well…his wife blames him for everything.
Kris Gaffney-She warned him, and he didn’t proceed with caution!
[Jimmy Uso gets picked up by Rebel, but at the last moment he is able to struggle out of the back, and Jimmy Uso makes the tag to Jey Uso. Jey Uso steps inside of the ring, and he ducks under a fist, and he connects with a super kick on Rebel. Rebel stumbles around, and Jey ducks under a wild fist to the face. Jey Uso picks up Rebel, and he connects with a belly to back suplex into a neck breaker. Jey makes the tag to Jimmy Uso, Jimmy Uso goes up to the top rope.]
JR-The Uso are looking to end this.
King-Well that might make Naomi happy.
Kris Gaffney-Maybe a little.
[Jimmy jumps off, but at the last moment Rebels moves out of the way, Rebel makes the tag to Archaos, Rebel attacks Jey. Archaos Angels connects with the reverse crufix power bomb on Jimmy. Archaos Angels goes into the cover on Jimmy Uso. The ref counts 1……………2…………..3!!]
JR-The team of Archaos and Rebel get the victory.
King-Didn’t see that one coming
(“Radio” blasts on the PA system. Zack Ryder walks out on the stage with his web camera, and he takes footage for his web show, and he enters the ring.)
JR-Zack Ryder and Vince Navarro have a lot of history.
King-Zack Ryder knows what to expect, but so does Vince.
Kris Gaffney-Zack is going to give you everything, and more.
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The arena lights dim as the first beats of "Lie, Cheat, Steal" by CFO$ echo through the speakers. Golden spotlights begin to flicker across the stage, and the screen above the entrance flashes the words "NO GOOD" in bold letters. The crowd starts to react as Vince "No Good" Navarro steps out from behind the curtain, a sly smirk on his face. He’s dressed in his sleek ring gear, adjusting his sunglasses as he pauses at the top of the ramp, arrogantly soaking in the crowd’s reaction. Vince walks down the ramp with exaggerated swagger, pointing to his chest and mouthing to the crowd, “The Bad Boy’s here!” As he struts forward, the golden lights continue flashing in rhythm with the music, highlighting his every step. Vince taunts fans along the way, blowing kisses to a few and brushing off the boos with a cocky laugh.
EMF Ring Announcer: "Making his way to the ring, from the Streets of Sin City, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is the 'No Good,' 'Dirty' Vince Navarro!"
Vince reaches the apron and dramatically wipes his feet on it before stepping into the ring, taking his time as he climbs through the ropes. Once inside, he walks to the center of the ring and spreads his arms wide, showing off to the crowd, as if basking in invisible applause. He then walks over to the ropes, standing on the middle rope and raising his hand to his ear as if daring the fans to boo louder.
JR-Vince Navarro normally a tag team wrestler is going to a different role.
King-Hopefully this isn’t like Road Dogg and X-Pac so much better as a tag team!
Kris Gaffney-Never forget!
[Zack Ryder and Vince Navarro stand in the middle of the ring, they stare down each other, and they throw fists to the face. Vince Navarro hooks Zack Ryder into a side head lock. He holds on the pressure, Zack Ryder looks for a way out of the hold. Vince Navarro is able to hold on the pressure. Zack Ryder whips him to the ropes, and he bounces off of the ropes. Zack Ryder connects with an arm bar release that sends Vince Navarro who gets up to his feet. Zack Ryder kicks Vince Navarro in the gut, and he sets him up into a vertical suplex position, and he connects with a snap suplex that sends Vince Navarro down on the mat. Zack Ryder gets up to his feet, and he connects with a running knee to the face that puts down Vince Navarro. Vince rolls into the corner, and he gets up to his feet, and Zack Ryder connects with a clothesline in the corner. Vince Navarro is in a seated position. Zack Ryder grins, and he smiles, and he backs up, fist pumps (woo! Woo! Woo!) Zack Ryder connects with the broski boot to the side of the face. Zack Ryder goes into the cover on Vince Navarro. The ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1………2…….KICK OUT by Vince Navarro!!]
JR-Vince Navarro was able to kick out at the last moment.
King-Dude…not cool?
Kris Gaffney-Well, he does give his fans more match.
King-Pretty cool then…
[Zack Ryder measures up, and he goes for the Rough Ryder, but Vince Navarro ducks under, and he connects with a step up ezuguri to the side of the head, Zack Ryder stumbles around. Vince Navarro takes a few moments to rest up. Vince Navarro whips Zack Ryder to the ropes, but it’s reversed by Zack Ryder. Vince Navarro bounces off of the ropes, and he connects with a flying forearm shot to the face that puts down Zack Ryder. Zack Ryder is slow to get up to his feet and Vince Navarro connects with a body slam on Zack Ryder. Vince Navarro goes to the outside of the ring, he sling shots over the top rope rope, and he connects with a helo over the top rope, and he waits for Zack Ryder, Zack Ryder gets kicked in the gut, and he gets set up, and he gets lifted and dropped with a vertical suplex, and Vince Navarro rolls up, and he gets up for another vertical suplex. Vince Navarro goes for another vertical suplex, and he connects with it, Vince Navarro rolls up, and he connects with another one completing the Amigos forever. He goes to the outside of the ring, and he climbs up to the top rope, he jumps off of the top rope, but at the last moment Zack Ryder moves out of the way. Vince Navarro crashes into the mat.]
JR-This might be the chance Zack Ryder was looking for.
King-It’ll be a matter whether or not he can capitalize on it.
[Zack Ryder goes for the Rough Ryder, but at the last moment Vince Navarro counters it into a stacked power bomb into a jack knife pinning combination on Zack Ryder. The ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1…………….2…………..3!!]
JR-Vince Navarro countered the Rough Ryder, and got the victory.
(Animal sounds echo the arena when the lights go black. The lights turn on green and an image of a giant alligator moves up the ramp, when it gets to the top it bites down, fireworks shoot from the sage and from up in the rafters comes sliding Aari Maxwell comes sliding down. Once close enough he unclips himself, lands in the ring, rolls, jumps up ontop of the ring post and shouts "CRIKEY!" To the fans with his arms out. He jumps, springs off of the rope and does a backflip landing on his feet. Aari "The Zoo Keeper, slides into his corner, bends down wrapping his arms around the ropes with his back on the post smiling as he waits for the match to begin.)
JR-Aari Maxwell is a former champion, and talent is very much documented.
King-His knowledge is just as impressive as his physical ability.
The arena is plunged into eerie darkness. A single spotlight beams down on the entrance stage, revealing an enormous 20-sided die (D20), its numbers glowing with arcane energy. The haunting opening chords of “Binks’ Sake” start to play, gentle and mysterious, the crowd immediately clapping along.
Suddenly, on the massive LED screen, a colossal animated dragon bursts forth—its scales shimmering violet and gold. It coils and roars, unleashing a torrent of digital flame straight down the ramp. As the fire rushes forward, spotlights follow, making it seem as if the very ramp itself is set ablaze, leading to the ring.
At that moment, from beneath the stage, a ring of real flames erupts. Rising through the fire, guitar in hand and bathed in flickering orange and purple light, stands The Dungeon Master. He strikes a rockstar pose, head thrown back, hair wild, the guitar gleaming across his chest. The arena explodes with cheers.
He launches into a flamboyant air guitar solo, strutting to the music, every step in sync with the rolling animation of the D20, which now tumbles down the ramp in perfect time with his movement—projected to look as if it’s rolling just ahead of him, leading the way to destiny.
Each of his steps triggers a cascade of lighting effects—arcane runes illuminate underfoot, bursts of fireworks erupt from the ramp, and shooting flames flare on either side. He spins and dances, encouraging the crowd to join in, then leaps onto the ring apron, pausing to soak in the roaring energy of the fans.
With a grand flourish, he vaults into the ring, landing center stage in an epic rockstar stance. He rips a final, thunderous strum on his guitar—at that precise moment, golden sparks rain down from the rafters, surrounding him in a shimmering storm, as purple and gold spotlights swirl around the ring.
As the music fades, the dragon on the screen loops and lands atop a mountain of dice, bellowing one last time as flames curl around the frame.
Announcer: Making his way to the ring… hailing from the Astral Plane… but Louder! Weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds… he is the BARD of BRUTALITY… the MASTER of MAYHEM… THE DUNGEON MASTER!
The Dungeon Master drops to one knee, raises his guitar like a legendary sword, and flashes a wild, infectious grin as the crowd erupts—his legend already unfolding before the match has even begun.
Kris Gaffney-He has used his knowledge of animals to leverage an advantage.
JR-The Dungeon Master has been in the EMF a short time, but has been impressive.
King-We’ll see how he does against Aari.
[Aari Maxwell paces and the ring as does the Dungeon Master. Dungeon Master locks up with Aari Maxwell. He put into a side head lock. Aari Maxwell backs him up, and he whips him off of the hold, and the Dungeon Master bounces off of the ropes, he connects with a shoulder block that puts him down on the mat. Aari Maxwell gets up to his feet, and he throws a wild fist to the face, and the Dungeon Master ducks under, and he connects with a few palm strikes, and spinning chops. Aari Maxwell attempts to answer back with a fist to the face, but he is able to duck under. The Dungeon Master ducks under, and Aari Maxwell turns around right into a super kick that puts him down on the mat. The Dungeon Master waits for Aari Maxwell to get up to his feet, and once he gets up to his feet, Aari Maxwell stumbles up, and he staggers towards The Dungeon Master who lifts up Aari Maxwell, and he drops him with a body slam. The Dungeon Master goes to the outside of the ring, and he climbs up to the top rope, and he jumps off, and he lands the Level Up!! The Dungeon Master goes into the cover on Aari Maxwell, the ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1…………..2…….KICK OUT by Aari Maxwell!!]
JR-The Dungeon Master hit the level up, but Aari Maxwell was able to kick out.
King-Crikey! He’s fighting a far more dangerous wrestler than he’s ever faced
[Aari Maxwell gets up, and The Dungeon Master lifts up Aari Maxwell, but at the last moment Aari Maxwell connects with a few back elbows to the side of the head, and he slides out of the back. The Dungeon Master turns around, and he connects with a jaw breaker on The Dungeon Master, and Aari Maxwell runs towards the ropes, he spring boards off of the ropes, and he connects with a spring board cutter on the Dungeon Master. Aari Maxwell rolls out of the ring, and he climbs up to the top rope. ]
JR-Aari Maxwell is looking to end this right now.
Kris Gaffney-Dungeon’s math isn’t adding up.
King-Better call Scott Steiner.
[Aari Maxwell goes for My Kingdom, but the Dungeon Master moves out of the way. Aari Maxwell crashes into the mat. Aari Maxwell gets up, the Dungeon Master lifts up Aari Maxwell, and he drops him with the Critical Shot!! Aari Maxwell seems out of it. The Dungeon Master goes into the cover on Aari Maxwell. The ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1…………2……….3!!]
JR-Aari Maxwell attempted to end the match, but the Dungeon Master was able to move out of the way at the last moment to set up for the victory.
The arena lights slowly dim… not to black, but to a deep amber hue, casting long shadows across the entrance stage. A single spotlight hits the curtain. Then—
“And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder…”
Johnny Cash’s voice rolls out slow, cold, and final. “The Man Comes Around” begins—no pyro, no flash, just presence. The kind of presence that makes grown men sit up straight and keep their mouths shut.
Joey Bellarosa steps through the curtain with the confidence of a man who doesn’t walk—he arrives.
He’s dressed in a custom-fitted, jet-black suit. No tie. Collar loose. A single gold chain rests across his chest. He adjusts the cuffs on his jacket, like he’s preparing for a meeting—not a fight.
Flanking him are two women: Seraphine Quinn and Rosa Milioti.
Seraphine walks like a queen, calm and composed, her gaze forward, never breaking focus. Rosa, on the other side, chews gum, smirks, and scans the crowd like she’s daring someone to make eye contact. Together, they don’t follow Joey—they orbit him.
Smoke creeps across the floor like fog rolling in from the streets. The spotlight stays fixed on Joey as he slowly makes his way to the ring, never looking left or right. The crowd? They’re not booing. They’re not cheering. They’re watching. Respectfully. Nervously.
As the music swells—
“Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still…”
Joey reaches the ring steps and pauses. He removes his jacket, folds it with care, and hands it to Seraphine, who takes it without a word. Rosa cracks her knuckles and leans against the barricade, eyes still scanning the crowd.
Joey wipes his boots on the apron—not out of respect for the ring, but because this is his house, and you don’t walk filth across your own floors.
He enters the ring slow. Controlled. No wasted motion. He walks to the center and stands still, eyes down. When the music hits the final verse—
“…and behold, a pale horse. And his name that sat on him was Death…”
Joey lifts his chin. Stares dead into the hard cam. No emotion. No expression. Just the eyes of a man who’s already decided how this ends.
And then—
Samantha Irvin’s voice echoes with reverence and weight.
"Introducing… from Brooklyn, New York… weighing in at 245 pounds… he is The Don… JOEYYYYYY… BELLAROSA!"
He doesn’t move. Doesn’t flinch. Just stands in the center of the ring while the lights return to full.
Because the match hasn’t started.
Not yet.
Joey’s just letting you understand what you stepped into.
This isn’t hype.
This is business.
And business is about to be handled.
JR-Last month Joey Bellarosa was in the world title match, and it didn’t work out, but this match will give him another chance to redeem himself.
(“the duck song” blasts on the PA system as Walter Melon walks out of the stage with Jack Heyman following behind him. Walter Melon thanks the Melon Gods.)
JR-The former Extreme champion should be very comfortable in this match.
King-Only place that Walter isn’t comfortable with is Badd Blends, it’s a horror what they do to fruit!
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The arena lights dim, and the opening beats of NSYNC's "Bye Bye Bye" blast through the speakers. As soon as the first note hits, bright spotlights flash in sync with the music, and a thick cloud of smoke rises from the stage. The crowd immediately erupts in a mix of cheers and laughter, knowing they’re in for something special. As the beat drops, multicolored fireworks explode around the stage, and through the smoke, Patrick Payne bursts out, dancing his way onto the stage like he’s straight out of a 90s boy band video. Patrick starts hitting the iconic "Bye Bye Bye" choreography, exaggerated and dripping with his own flavor. He smirks at the camera, pointing at random fans in the crowd, and moving with the beat like he’s starring in his own music video. He stops midway down the ramp, faking a pause, and then launches back into the dance, arms waving and hips moving as the crowd sings along to the chorus.
EMF Ring Announcer: From wherever he damn well pleases, standing 6 feet 1 inch tall, weighing in at 210 pounds he is the unpredictable, the unstoppable, Patrick ˜The PP Express Payne!!!
As the music continues, the lights flash in rhythm, and Patrick slides into the spotlight, twirling and dipping to the beat. Nearing the ring, he stops for a second, tilts his head toward the camera, and breaks into a final burst of the dance, fully embracing the ridiculousness of it all. Without breaking his flow, he leaps over the top rope with a fluid, acrobatic jump, landing in a perfect roll before bouncing right back into the Bye Bye Bye dance inside the ring. Patrick moves effortlessly, finishing his routine by running up the turnbuckle, arms wide, and executing a picture-perfect backflip off the top rope. As his feet hit the mat, he drops into a flawless superhero landing, kneeling down, one fist on the ground, with a cocky grin stretched across his face. He rises slowly, arms outstretched, soaking in the crowd’s reaction, while the music fades and the lights settle back to normal. The camera zooms in as Patrick winks at the audience, mouthing, "You’re welcome!" before leaning casually against the ropes, waiting for his match to begin.
JR-The former World Champion is getting a chance to get back in the race.
King-The field has grown, but Patrick Payne has the experience to win this match.
[As the opening beats of "Protect Ya Neck" by Wu-Tang Clan start to resonate throughout the arena, the lights dim to a moody, understated ambiance. A single spotlight focuses on the entrance ramp, creating a sense of anticipation and mystery.]
[The titantron flickers to life, displaying a montage of New York City’s shadowy streets and skylines, setting the stage for Billy Breeze’s entrance. The screen then transitions to a spectral figure moving through the darkness, New Yorks own vigilante, The Crimson Wraith.]
[Suddenly, a soft, blue glow illuminates the ramp, casting a cool, ghostly light. A thin layer of fog creeps along the floor, adding to the spectral atmosphere, suggesting the presence of something or someone not quite of this world.]
[Then, emerging from the back, Billy Breeze strolls out nonchalantly, his demeanor calm and composed, but with a readiness that you cannot train for. He’s dressed in his signature ring gear, exuding a quiet confidence. Rex "Retro" Savage follows behind, his flamboyant attire contrasting with Billy’s simplicity, playing up to the crowd and hyping them up.]
Beautiful female announcer: "Hailing from the shadows of New York City, here is the enigmatic, the unpredictable... Specter, Billy Breeze!"
[Billy’s walk to the ring is unhurried, his eyes scanning the crowd with a detached yet intense gaze. The spotlight follows him, keeping him the focal point amidst the dimly lit arena. He occasionally pauses, giving the audience a nod or a slight smirk, but his silence speaks volumes.]
[Upon reaching the ring, Billy slides in effortlessly, his movements fluid and precise. Rex "Retro" Savage takes a position at ringside, continuing to interact with the crowd and serve as Billy's charismatic mouthpiece.]
JR-Another former world champion uses his quick striking ability should lend itself well to this match.
King-And if not, he can always…burp…call Travis.
Kris Gaffney-Ah man…ah geez
[Patrick Payne, Joey Bellarosa, Billy Breeze, Walter Melon, Ashley Irvine who yells WATER MELON then runs away as the bell rings. Then the wrestlers fight, and the wrestlers brawl. All wrestlers fall out of the ring, and Walter Melon goes for a Spitting Seeds on Billy Breeze. Billy Breeze is able to duck under, and he connects with a t-bone suplex that puts down Walter Melon on the mat. Walter Melon gets up to his feet, and he gets dropped with a Harlem Hook!! Walter Melon goes down on the mat. Billy Breeze goes into the cover on Walter Melon, the ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1…………2………Joey Bellarosa breaks up the three count.]
JR-Billy Breeze went for the win, but the rest of the field was a bit too aware to get it.
Kris Gaffney-Was worth a try.
King-I guess that’s the hopeful way to look at it, but the other way to look at it he was facing GOD.
[Joey Bellarosa ducks under a wild fist by Billy Breeze, Joey Bellarosa connects with a step up ezuguri to the side of the head. Billy Breeze stumbles around, and Joey Bellarosa measures up, and he connects with a standing drop kick that sends him flying towards the corner. Joey Bellarosa runs towards the corner, and he connects with a clothesline in the corner, and he backs up. Billy Breeze stumbles, and he falls into the corner a seated position. Joey Bellarosa backs up, and he connects with a running knee to the face in the corner.]
JR-Joey Bellarosa is looking to get back into the World title race.
Kris Gaffney-This might be his moment.
[Joey Bellarosa waits for his next move, but at the last moment Patrick Payne sneaks up on him, and he connects with a reverse neck breaker on Joey Bellarosa. Patrick Payne grabs Joey Bellarosa, and he throws him hard into the ring post. Joey Bellarosa falls out of the corner, and Patrick Payne follows Joey Bellarosa, and he throws him hard into the steel steps. Patrick Payne grabs Joey Bellarosa, and he throws him into the ring. Patrick Payne sets him up, and he connects with a body slam. Patrick Payne goes to the outside of the ring, and he climbs up to the top rope, and he jumps off of the top rope Patrick Payne connects with the Flight Risk!!]
JR-Patrick Payne looking to end this match.
King-With a recent movie no doubt.
Kris Gaffney-Not sure anyone will get that, but OK.
[Patrick Payne goes into the cover on Joey Bellarosa. The ref goes into position to make the count, the ref counts 1………….2……..Walter Melon breaks up the three count. Patrick Payne tries to get up to his feet, once he gets up to his feet. Walter Melon drops him with a spitting seeds dropping Patrick Payne. Patrick Payne rolls out of the ring. Walter Melon waits for Joey Bellarosa to get up to his feet. Walter Melon connects with a few fists to the face that knocks him backwards. Walter Melon whips him to the ropes, and he bounces off of the ropes. Joey Bellarosa bounces off of the ropes Walter Melon connects with a side slam!! Walter Melon goes to the outside of the ring, and he climbs up to the top rope, but at the last moment Patrick Payne throws Walter Melon off of the apron.]
JR-Walter Melon looked to end the match.
King-But that’s not how the Melon Gods said it would happen!
Kris Gaffney- Ouch…
[Patrick Payne waits for Joey Bellarosa to get up to his feet, and once he gets up to his feet he kicks him in the gut. Patrick Payne sets up Joey Bellarosa, and Patrick Payne connects with a Payne Per View on Joey Bellarosa. Patrick Payne goes into the cover on Joey Bellarosa. The ref goes into position to make the count. The ref counts 1………..2…….3!!]
JR-Patrick Payne earlier in the month got pinned by Aari Maxwell at Legacy of Blood he’ll get a chance to bounce back.
King-The Melon Gods are generous!
Kris Gaffney-….
(Patrick Payne celebrates the win as Shockwave goes off the air.)
