Battleground #40 : The Heat is On! (Show)

'This is different. Very blue.' muttered Donzig, looking around the room with a shrug. A hand lifted, and fingers waved dismissively before he tilted his masked head. Sinclair Godfrey stood nearby, and Donzig sat aside the tablet he had been watching the show on before he slid to his feet. He started to pace slowly, and then he paused before he shook his head.

'Too bad about Armand, but sometimes when you run with the pack? You stumble, and then you get torn to pieces. Law of the jungle, eh?' Donzig rolled his leather clad shoulders, and he cast a glance at Sinclair who nodded in agreement. It was clear that the Baroness was on board with that. And Donzig lifted a hand, flexing his fingers before he continued. 'Survival of the fittest. This is the law of the jungle as old and clear as the skies, and the wolf that keeps them shall live.'

A hand waved, and Donzig hisseed. 'And the wolf who breaks them shall die.'

He lifted a finger, tapping it against his mask before he turned to pace across the room again. Leather creaked, and he adjusted his mask before he grunted. 'Which brings me to you, Osland. I am very fond of you, I like you. But this is business, and we all know how I feel about business. The Bandits are down a man, we are outcast, tossed aside.'

A pause, and Donzig's hand lifted to curl into a fist.

'Exiled.'

A shrug, and he hissed to himself as he looked back to Sinclair who was lost in thought. Donzig stiffened, and he started to pace again before he growled to himself. 'The Bandit King doesn't care, the Scourge doesn't care, I will avenge myself on those who looked down on me. I don't care if it takes a month, a year, a decade, a thousand years? I will teach them all what it means to bask in their self-righteous platitudes! I will choke them with their own false standards and morals. And I will stand over them in triumph, they will bow down before my dominion.'

A hand lifted, and his fingers sank into the eyes of his skull. He tugged it off, pulling it from his face to reveal a scowl. The mask was handed away, and he waved a hand before he settled back onto his chair. 'Here we may reign freely, and in my choice. To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell. Tis better to reign in Hell then serve in Heaven.'

Fingers raked through his tangled beard, and Donzig tilted his head with a faint smirk before he let his hand drop to the arm of his chair. Sinclair stood beside him, cradling the mask in her arms before Donzig leaned forward. 'I'll be seeing you soon, Osland. We will go to Hell together, and then? It is time to see to you, Devon. You and I have unfinished business, and I will face my enemies arrayed in the gold of SWAT. '

(The show returns from commercials for major college and professional football games, the latest edition for SWAT Magazine with Jeremy Tucker on the cover involving his disappearance and a story on Keith Williams and Rally Jackson's ruining the Packer/Tanner Memorial Show along with Suzi Spitz's memory. The scene fades to ringside where ringsiders are holding signs that say "Rib Roast Rally!," "Serve some ribs to Keith!," "The Golden Ribs," "Rib it!," "'Ultimate Ribs' Keith Williams!" before fading to the broadcast table where Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton are sitting with officially licensed SWAT masks and baseball caps wearing headsets.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back to Battleground 40: The Heat Is on and you can guess why there are so many rib signs in the ringside row area."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah and telling by the extra security you can tell why the whole roster wants to kick the asses of both Keith Williams and Rally Jackson after what they did."

Jeremy Tucker: "I guess I did miss a lot."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah you missed a really big disaster of a show."

Jeremy Tucker: "It was that bad?"

Andrew Fulton: "Nobody told you about those two clowns who literally ruined the Packer/Tanner Memorial Show and the testimonials and condolences and dedications after Suzi Spitz's death due to their rib match."

Jeremy Tucker: "HA!HA!HA! and HE!HE!HE! were terrorizing everyone."

Andrew Fulton: "The KGB really tortured you that badly. I mean this matches opponents Keith Williams and Rally Jackson."

Jeremy Tucker: "What did they do to ruin our annual tribute to SWAT's consciousness and two of our greatest wrestlers in SWAT's history."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh nothing much such as desecrating a tomb that Psychotic Goth and Vampira created to honor Packer's, Tanners and Spitz's memories, trashed and vandalized Olympia's locker room and furthermore they cost Frostbite his chance to be reunited with Frostbite's love."

Jeremy Tucker: "Frostbite's going to kill everyone over that. He's kept vowing to burn everything and everyone until he got his love back and that's Eddie D.'s SWAT World Heavyweight Championship back. Rally and Keith had better watch their backs before, during and after this match."

Andrew Fulton: "They better watch their backs since like I mentioned the whole locker wants to get back at them. Can you also comprehend the lost credibility and free publicity SWAT would have gotten."

Jeremy Tucker: "That would have been great acclaim and credibility and free publicity."

Andrew Fulton: "There were some funny ribs though, Rally and Keith, two of the baddest in town."

Jeremy Tucker: "Right now let's go to the ring for the introductions."

Frank Salazar: "This next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. He comes in at 6'1" and weighs in at 300lbs. Please welcome 'The Golden God.' Rally Jackson."

("Hate and Glory" by Gesaffelstein hits and the ringsiders boo as Rally Jackson makes his way down the rampway. He is taking his time and looks seriously out of shape, he gets into the ring and struts around in a confident manner and then cracks his own neck and the ref approaches him and starts patting him down.)

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing from Raleigh, NC. He comes in at 6'3" and weighs in at 245lbs. He is 'The Great White Terror' and 'The Ultimate Kingpin' and a member of The Revenants. Please welcome the former SWAT Universal Sin Champion 'The great White Terror' Keith Williams."

Three letters announced over the PA in a super slow fashion precede the iconic sound of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" Pat Benatar playing. The lights in the arena incessantly flash on and off as Keith Williams marches out onto the stage, most of his face and head is obscured by a white towel. Dressed in an all white suit, Keith looks down as he obsessively rubs at the fake mustache on his mask as the ringsiders boo him.

Slowly 'The Great White Terror' peers out at the crowd with disgust and stomps the rest of the way to the ring, avoiding the gaze of the fans. Rolling under the bottom rope Williams immediately sits himself in a corner, clutching the sides of his head as he rocks back and forth ready to compete, Keith rips the towel off and thrusts his body into a standing position as he methodically begins to remove all white articles of clothing that make up his suit.

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally wastes no time and storms across the ring and trainwrecks Keith even before he can get the rest of his outfit off. He backs up and does it again and whips Keith into the opposite corner but Keith rolls out of the way."

Andrew Fulton: "No ribbing between these two today.....Okay maybe if they go after each other's ribs. Speaking of which that's exactly what Keith Williams copped. This is the third straight time opponents target each other's ribs."

Jeremy Tucker: "Maybe you influenced them. Keith rips the rest of his suit off and stuffs the pants into Rally's mouth. He leaves the ring and chokes Rally using the pant legs while screaming unrepeatable things about loving natural scents."

Andrew Fulton: "Ewww you can smell those natural scents from here. Keith ties those pant legs to the ring post and goes under the ring apron to find a Kendo stick. He returns to the ring and he starts beating Rally's brains out while the referee tries to get him to lose those scented pants."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith poses and then mocks the fans, riling them up, he then turns all his focus back to Rally, Keith means business here today."

Andrew Fulton: "Really. What tipped you off that Keith's dead serious about getting his 300lbs. of Rally's flesh."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith finds a 2x4 and now starts swinging for Rally's mid-section and ribs and those pants finally fall out of his putrid smelling mouth after the referee cuts them off the ring post. Rally desperately covers up and blocks those shots as best he can, but Keith is aiming for those legs too and the look in his eyes tells you everything."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah Frostbite's getting competition in the insanity division. Keith stomps around and opens up a can of whoop ass before he charges in but misses with a diving dropkick into the corner."

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally barely rolled out of the way to save himself. He starts stomping Keith's ribs and mid-section and yells some uninterpretable insults into Keith's face before backing up and charging in with a buttbounce and sits on Keith delivering a stinkface. He continues to sit as the referee warns him but Rally's claiming he's just taking a rest before shrugging and getting up before the five count and backing off."

Andrew Fulton: "Rally goes to the opposite corner and charges but Keith gets his knees up. He follows up with a very stiff wedgie and Rally's facial expression is nothing short of memorable."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith leaves the ring and looks under the apron and pulls out a barbed wire baseball bat and returns to the ring. He stomps around doing some practice swings like one of those 19th Century baseball players of baseball's past before hitting Rally in the back for a base hit."

Andrew Fulton: "Imagine Keith loves his fans so much that he's posing just like one of those wonderful players of baseball's past. That's a trading card moment for posterity. He resumes his great batting ability by beating Rally's mid-section and ribs before cracking that barbed wire bat into Rally's empty head and rib producing skull."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith is determined to prove he's truly 'The Great White Terror.' He drops the barbed wire baseball bat and bounds into the ropes and gains momentum as he attempts a bicycle kick but Rally grabs his foot and transitions and cinches in a Heel Hook."

Andrew Fulton: "Keith is struggling but he reaches the ropes forcing a break and once again Rally waits until the last second before releasing the hold. Now Rally sees the barbed wire baseball bat and does an embarrassing mock pose of a baseball player of old. He takes some practice swings of his own and he starts beating Keith with the barbed wire baseball bat before cracking Keith's head and now both are bleeding badly."

Jeremy Tucker: "This is where the obvious bad blood begins to flow. Rally starts stomping on Keith before picking him up and body slamming him with authority. He bounds into the ropes and drops a leg across his chest for a one count."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh that's real smart for that fat overstuffed blob to try and end this match early. Keith's too resilient and too tough for that kind of squash. I guess Rally doesn't want to miss the rest of the buffet table he didn't polish off and that includes the cheap plates and
the cheap plastic cutlery. Rally picks Keith up and delivers a series of knife edge chops to Keith's throat and Keith counters with a series of chops of his own."

Jeremy Tucker: "They continue to exchange knife edge chops and Keith gains an advantage by delivering a series of knife edges to Rally's throat and an eye gouge. He quickly follows up by biting Rally's head, worsening his cuts."

Andrew Fulton: "Rally's now wishing he hadn't had that rib off with Keith. Keith leaves the ring and finds some fluorescent light tubes and returns to the ring and smashes them over Rally's head. He picks up some of those shards and he rubs and scrapes them across his face and head."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith leaves the ring again and looks under the ring and finds some barbed wire and returns to the ring. He wraps the barbed wire around his knees and legs and bounds into the ropes and continues to gain steam and he connects this time with a bicycle kick. He picks up one of the barely surviving tubes and uses the sharp end to carve up Rally's face and head while kneeling on Rally's ribs and chest with those barbed wire wrapped knees. Well everyone expected bad blood and they are getting it by the bucket full."

Andrew Fulton: "That's saying it too nicely. Keith leaves the ring again and returns with a pane of glass and sets it up in a corner. Keith whips Rally into that pain of glass in the corner but Rally reverses it sending Keith into the corner and charges in at the same time sending Keith face first crashing though that pane of glass."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith's spilling as much blood as Rally, who mockingly dusts himself off and gets rid of any glass shards. He wastes no time delivering vicious elbows and forearms to the back of Keith's head followed by some equally vicious punches."

Andrew Fulton: "Rally smashes Keith's head into the turnbuckle and he leaves the ring. He leaves the ring and he pulls out an extra large water container and a steel rod. What a great time to take a water break with someone as superior as Keith Williams."

Jeremy Tucker: "I have to agree it's not a great time for a water break while wrestling a man of Keith's caliber. Keith is on the top turnbuckle and he flies off connecting with a flying axe handle. He sees that large container of water and starts drinking before spitting on Rally and emptying that container over Rally."

Andrew Fulton: "Keith starts beating Rally with that rod and now he sits him up and starts choking him with it using his barbed wire wrapped knees for extra leverage."

Jeremy Tucker: "The ringsiders continue to boo both of them from their introductions to now. Keith rolls Rally back into the ring and continues to stomp on him mercilessly. You can tell that Keith is taking this match seriously with a title shot possibly on the line. He warned that he wanted a title shot and he wants it now and Rally's tune up for one."

Andrew Fulton: "Keith whips Rally into the corner and charges in with a flying forearm. Rally counters with a desperate low blow making Keith sing soprano. Rally gets into position and treats Keith to a Rio Special to the back of his head and....ugh what a terrible cover for a close two count."

Jeremy Tucker: "I don't know if that was an actual cover or something that looks organic. Rally mounts and he starts grounding and pounding Keith relentlessly into an even worse bloody mess. He drops a series of elbows to Keith's chest and makes the cover."

Andrew Fulton: "Like Rally's lifestyle he makes a really sloppy cover for another two count. I still can't believe there are rows and rows of boos, these fans don’t know what talent is.. Hell there are more boos than a haunted house."

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally whips Keith into the ropes and delivers a big boot but he's wasting time mocking Hulk Hogan's hulking up routine. He bounds into the ropes and delivers a leg drop and again sloppily covers Keith for count....One....Two....Th...No! Keith gets a shoulder up."

Andrew Fulton: "Rally slaps his butt and bounds into the ropes and attempts to buttbounce Keith who raises his knees up and....Oh I'm going to really laugh out loud because Rally did his impersonation of Nia Jax's 'My Hole!' HA! HA! Keith stomps a mud hold into Rally's chest and ribs along with his privates. Oh now that's really funny."

Jeremy Tucker: "I know you really enjoyed that. Keith wraps those tree trunk legs into a Texas Cloverleaf and stomps relentlessly the back of Keith's head. Rally is screaming in pain as he struggles and barely makes it to the ropes."

Andrew Fulton: "Keith waits for the full count as he adds even more dents to Rally's now empty skull. He releases the hold and continues to kick and stomp that flabby body and ribs. Keith stomps around the ring like a soldier and he stops with one arm behind his back and salutes like an obedient soldier."

Jeremy Tucker: "That is before charging and delivering a diving dropkick which he connects this time to the face and ribs. Keith begins working on the arm of Rally with more stomps and kicks before biting the arm. He follows up quickly with a series of equally vicious elbows and forearms."

Andrew Fulton: "Let's hope that Keith gets his mouth checked with all that germ infested arm flab. Rally desperately uses his head literally to force Keith away. He continues to deliver headbutts to Keith who's reeling."

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally takes Keith to the top turnbuckle and positions him for The Rio Deal. He executes that piledriver with perfection and barely makes a mediocre cover....One....Two....Thr....No! Keith gets an arm up."

Andrew Fulton: "Rally's shocked that Keith kicked out of The Rio Deal. He picks up Keith and chokeslams him before pulling him to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle looking for a Bonsai Drop. Keith counters by getting his knees up and rally's singing soprano again."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith grabs Rally's arm and he leaps over the top rope and drops to the hard concrete floor and snaps that arm back. Rally stumbles backwards as he grips that arm and tries to get some circulation back into that arm. Keith sneaks up behind with a hammer and smashes that arm as if he's nailing a board into a wall. He cinches in a Fujiwara Armbar and continues to wrench it in."

Andrew Fulton: "Well Rally owes him an arm and a leg not to mention some ribs.....Okay maybe in this case an arm and Keith intends to collect. Rally manages to pull himself to the ropes and barely grabs the bottom one. Keith keeps wrenching that arm relentlessly until the referee gets to five before breaking the hold."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith continues to stomp on that arm and the referee is warning him to back off. Keith's determined to make Rally suffer and sends a message to Jonnie Valentine and Eddie D. that he's next and not playing around anymore."

Andrew Fulton: "Keith cranks that arm and delivers a series of vicious elbows and follows up with a series of over the shoulder smashes. He's taking control and is determined to break his arm."

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally desperately pokes him in the eyes and tries again to get some feel in that bad arm. He bodyslams Keith but that arm makes it less effective. Rally takes Keith to the top rope and he attempts another Rio Deal and he does it. Could he end it here."

Andrew Fulton: "If that piledriver doesn't do it the gas bomb from Rally's butt will. The referee drops to make the count.....One.....Two.....Thr.....No! Keith gets an arm up. Nobody never if ever survived any of Rally's deals before."

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally's shocked that it happened. He mounts and grounds and pounds Keith face and head but he's still favoring that arm Keith damaged. Rally picks up Keith and yells 'Sorry Miss Jackson I am for Real' with that dominator lift back into package piledriver."

Andrew Fulton: "The referee makes the count....One.....Two....thr....No! Keith gets a wrist up. At least Keith is showing who's really for real and who is a real fraud."

Jeremy Tucker: "Rally's more shocked than he was before after Keith kept kicking out of his finishers. He whips Keith into the corner and charges in with an avalanche and Keith slumps down into the corner. Rally slaps his butt again and backs up and charges into the corner and buttbounces Keith who must have done something to him."

Andrew Fulton: "He used that 2x4 to stick Rally in the crotch out of the referee's sight.. Keith kicks him in the crotch out of his sight again. Keith uses the 2x4 as leverage as he reapplies that Fujiwara Armbar."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith continues to use that 2x4 for leverage and press his advantage and injure Rally's arm. The referee's checking to see if he wants to submit but Rally being the gutsy veteran he is, refuses to submit."

Andrew Fulton: "Keith continues to wrench away at Rally's arm but as usual he delays the inevitable by grabbing the ropes."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith puts on what looks like an elbow pad and he waits for Rally to get up and turn around and delivers a Queen Anne's Revenge.' He throws the elbow pad away and makes the cover and uses Rally's Gi pants for leverage.....One....Two....Three!"

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 20mins. 'The Great White Terror' Keith Williams."

Jeremy Tucker: "Keith Williams defeats Rally Jackson in quite a bloody battle and he's gesturing and calling out both Jonnie Valentine and Eddie D. to put whoever wins the championship to have the guts to put the championship on the line no matter who wins. he definitely made a very strong case tonight with his victory."

Andrew Fulton: "It's inevitable that Keith Williams become the top contender and the future SWAT World Heavyweight Champion. It's his 'Ultimate Destiny.' Nobody has the right to deprive this great future champion from achieving his goal. Even if Frostbite wants to be reunited with his love, and he has that shot at Helloween."

Jeremy Tucker: "So many people gunning for the gold here, we would have it no other way. Right now we have to take a break but we'll return with more great SWAT action after these messages."

(They fade to commercials.)

['See you soon' by Chelsea Grin hits and the lights go down, and then come back up an angry red. Flames explode from either side of the ramp, jets and bursts of flame erupting into the air. Donzig walks from the back, wearing his skull mask with his hood up. He pauses, glaring out across the crowd before he shakes his head before walking down the ramp slowly. He circles around the ring, still watching the crowd before pausing to watch the announce team before he climbs the stairs. He stops at the ropes, reaching up to shove his hood back before stepping through the ropes. Then he takes off the mask, and shakes his head at the fans with a scowl before he leans back in his corner. Arms resting on the ropes while waiting for the match to start.]

Frank Salazar : The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall and is for the SWAT TV Championship!!!!! Introducing first, accompanied by Lady Sinclair Godfrey … coming in at 6’ and 215 pounds … hailing from Pittsburgh, PA …. Representing the KGB ….The Harbinger of Death! DONZIG!!!!

And introducing his opponent, coming in at 6’4 and 254 pounds … hailing from Indianapolis, IN. He is the reigning SWAT TV Champion! Representing the ReVs …. OXFORD OSLAND!!!



[As the beat from Elevators by Outkast pops through the arena, Oxford Osland emerges from behind the curtain with a confident smirk plastered all over his face. Osland doesn't bother mingling with the fans at all, as he walks calmly to the ring. Once he arrives, he walks up the stairs and wipes his boots on the apron. Osland enters in between the top and middle rope and does a lap of the ring before getting acquainted with his corner. Osland keeps his eyes focused on his opponent, while waiting for the referee to signal for the bell]

Jeremy Tucker : Here we go Fulton. TV Title on the line. Osland defending against …… Donzig.

Andrew Fulton : This must be uncomfortable for you Jerry. Calling Donzig’s match after he just kidnapped you.

Jeremy Tucker : I wouldn’t call it a kidnapping. We just had …. a chat.

Andrew Fulton : Right.

Jeremy Tucker : I can be a professional and I WILL BE professional. Do I think after his actions he should have received this title match, definitely not. Is it my call on who gets a title match?

Andrew Fulton : DEFINITELY NOT.

Jeremy Tucker : Referee Mike Donovan calls for the bell and we are underway. Osland and Donzig circle one another, wary, they hook up and Osland takes Donzig down and then Donzig rolls out of the take down, they get back to their feet and this time Donzig takes Olsland down, Osland then counters out of the take down and both men back on their feet.

Andrew Fulton : These two may not respect many people in this industry, but they respect each other. This is going to be a classic.

Jeremy Tucker : I would think Donzig has very little if any respect for anyone. They meet again and Donzig launches at Osland and takes him down with a LouThesz press. He mounts the champ and starts wailing away with big lefts and rights. Osland blocks them covering up and rolls Donzig off him. Osland then rolls to the outside to take a break.

Andrew Fulton : Careful what you say about Donzig Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Look, I am not going to kiss his ass the entire match. He can’t come after every commentator just for calling it like it is …. Can he?

Andrew Fulton : Well …..

Jeremy Tucker : Donzig telling Osland to get in the ring, but Osland telling him it's a time out and waves him off. Donzig slides out after him, losing his temper and Osland slides back into the ring, Donzig then quickly follows Donzig back in but Osland is up and waiting and starts laying the boots in as Donzig slides back in after him.

Andrew Fulton : Smart move by Osland. He is a gifted performer in every way. Won the Anzac Cup with Keith Williams did you know?

Jeremy Tucker : Yes yes, we all know.

Andrew Fulton : Defeated Bear O Dactyl in the final.

Jeremy Tucker : Yes, we know. The ReVs were worthy winners.

Andrew Fulton : Damn straight worthy winners. The Bears got their panties in a bunch after that loss and hit the bricks.

Jeremy Tucker : We wish them all the best in their future endeavors.

Andrew Fulton : No we don't, don't talk rubbish Jerry.

Jeremy Tucker : Donzig tries to get to his feet and Osland with a snap DDT. Cover by the champ …



Andrew Fulton : It’s far too early for a cover, but Osland hit that DDT flush.

Jeremy Tucker : Osland sticks on Donzig … Samoan drop …. Running powerslam … another cover!



Andrew Fulton : Osland knows it's a TV Title match and only a ten minute time limit and is going for these covers.

Jeremy Tucker : Donzig gets on the offensive catching Osland with a big Spinebuster! That took all the wind out of Oslands sails,

Andrew Fulton : Neckbreaker by Donzig. These two are going for it here. Move for move, again, the ten minute time limit leaves you no room to finesse. You wanna get in there and knock your opponent out!

Jeremy Tucker : STF by Donzig! Osland is yelling in pain. He won’t submit though.

Andrew Fulton : Osland inches for the ropes and Donzig releases the hold and pulls him to the center of the ring and locks on The Pennsylvania Cloverleaf! (Texas Cloverleaf)

Jeremy Tucker : Osland still wont tap, and he somehow counters out of it and then maneuvers Donzig into a Head and Arm Triangle. What great technical wrestling, by both men.

Andrew Fulton : Donzig rolls with the choke to get Oslands shoulders on the mat and Donovan drops for the count.

Jeremy Tucker :

Andrew Fulton : Donzig with a small package.

Jeremy Tucker :

Andrew Fulton : Both men back to their feet. They smile at each other, they are enjoying this.

Jeremy Tucker : So are the crowd. They now trade European Uppercuts and then Donzig with a big knee to the gut of Osland, then a double arm DDT! Donzig heads quickly to the top rope ….. Launches for a big diving elbow drop but Osland rolled out of the way,

Andrew Fulton : Double O had that move well scouted.

Jeremy Tucker : Osland grabs Donzig and hoists him up for a vertical suplex, and just holds him up there. What power!

Andrew Fulton : Ox is a tank! Look at the shape he is in. No wonder all of Hollywood and TV are chasing him.

Jeremy Tucker : Osland brings Donzig down to the mat with a thud nailing that big stalling vertical. All of the blood of Donzig was coming down to his head like a big bright red beetroot.

Andrew Fulton : Jerry!

Jeremy Tucker : Cover by Osland …..



Andrew Fulton : Running hook clothesline from Osland! This could be it!

Jeremy Tucker :

Andrew Fulton : Desperation move from Donzig.

Jeremy Tucker : Osland pulls Donzig to his feet by his beard …. BLACK MIST! Donzig with the Black Mist!

Andrew Fulton : Osland can’t see! He is blinded.

Jeremy Tucker : 25:17 (Unprettier) by Donzig! Osland is in deep trouble. He tries to get to his feet and is rubbing at his eyes …. DONZIG STUNNER! EVENT HORIZON!!!

Andrew Fulton : He nailed it! Cover by Donzig ….

Jeremy Tucker :

Andrew Fulton : Donzig did it! He beat Osland! Donzig is the new TV Champ.

Jeremy Tucker : Wowee. Big win that. HUGE WIN!

Andrew Fulton : Sinclair slides into the ring and hands Donzig the TV Belt and Donzig holds it high proudly as Mike Donovan raises his arm ….

Frank Salazar : Winner of the match, and NEWWWWW SWAT TV Champion, DONZIG!!!!!!

[Sinclair then hands Osland a bottle of water to clean his eyes while Osland is posing for the fans. 'See you soon' by Chelsea Grin blaring thru the arena.]