Golden Glory 3 {7/26/09}

[Taylor Andrews]

July 26th, 2009

Time for the big pay per view, its the middle of the summer, its time for Golden Glory and SEF kicks off the event inside the Pepsi Center in Denver Colorado with a huge amount of pyro blasting off the stage. The sold out crowd screams and "I'm The One" by Static X comes over the pa igniting them into an even bigger frenzy.


Nick Miller: Hell everyone and welcome to Golden Glory! Nick Miller here of course and tonight sitting with me is former SEF World Champ Hal Havoc!


Hal Havoc: Thanks Nicky, nice to see ya remember that and you should considering I was the greatest champ SEF ever had!


Nick Miller: Well second ever champ in history and ya weren't bad, but greatest is pushing it, lot of great wrestlers held that title and a future great holds it now, but maybe not after tonight. Chris Orton defends the World Title against D-Von Dudley and not in the ring, not even inside the arena, but outside in the street!


Hal Havoc: Your being too nice Nicky, Orton don't stand a chance tonight. D-Von is ready to take that strap and show that punk Orton he ain't nobody, he ain't the greatest there is, he's a poser.


Nick Miller: Harsh words them are, but still its our opinion.


Hal Havoc: And the right right one at that!


Nick Miller: Ok, well as brutal as that match may end up being I believe we have a match that will be worse, far more brutal and barbaric and sadistic.


Hal Havoc: Yea, you mean the deathmatch that Hank wanted, so he could do what needed to be done years ago, put Mack out of misery!


Nick Miller: I was talking about that match yes, a match that can very well end in death as it has before in its long history. As for Mack being out out, naything can happen, but Mack made some great points about Hank, so we'll see if the up and coming star can take down the ol' school veteran.


Hal Havoc: Mack needs to get out, he had his time, its someone else's turn and Hank is in the right place at the right time.


Nick Miller: Maybe he is, we'll see if he can do it. We'll also see who becomes the new Tag Champs as we got a match inviting any tag team to enter the ring tonight and wrestle for the vacant titles.


Hal Havoc: Hell of an opportunity for anyone, tag teams or just smaller guys who'll never amount to shit, course with this THC, Xanthus and Corez, doubtful if anyone else would stand a chance at the belts.


Nick Miller: They are a good team and their brothers, but ya never who will show up for a chance like this,s o they may not have an easy time. Won't be easy for the two men in the main event, hell, it hasn't been easy for them to get to that spot tonight. Nick Torres and Jordan Brooks fought their way through literally the whole roster in the King of SEF tournament and now we just got the one final match and we have ourselves a winner.


Hal Havoc: I hate to say it, but Torres probably has this one, guy has that edge about him, he has that experience, and he has that power, of course he's lucky he's not facing me or he'd be squashed!


Nick Miller: Ok, well Torres no doubt does have his advantages and a bet for him to win would be a good one, though I believe it'd be good to bet on Jordan cause he's young and hungry and this is a chance for him to really leap up in SEF by becoming king and beating a veteran like Torres. He probably has more to gain, but Torres has held so many titles in his career, so many of them, but never a World Title.


Hal Havoc: Hopefully he never does, hopefully he don't become king!


Nick Miller: He may not do either, but then he may, that's what this business is about, unpredictability. That's why SEF produces such great shows, so enough of talking about it, lets get on with this show!


So we focus on the ring now which has been setup for our first match, the deathmatch, no ropes on parrell sides with beds of death at the base of those sides. Where there are ropes we see the electric wires and barbed wire wrapped around and in the aisle stands the twenty foot ladder. A ref is in the ring holding the loop that will hold both titles and now we hear "I Try" by The Jacka and the crowd boos as Hank walks out raising a fist in the air, then flips everyone off and raises his title in the air.


Julie: The following is our openbing contest and it is a Japanese Deathmatch for the Intercontinental Title and the International Title! Making his way to the ring from Sedalia Missouri, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the SEF International Champion.......Suicide Hank!


He gets down the ramp sneering at the fans, walks over the bed of death, then rolls in the ring and stands up doing the up yours gesture at the crowd and raising his title up. The music dies and is replaced by "Slave To The Grind" by Skid Row and the crowd comes fucking unglued for Mack who dances out from the back all fired up wearing his title around his waist.


Julie: And his opponent, making his way to the ring from Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is the SEF Intercontinental Champion........MACK!


He skips down the aisle, high fives some fans and they try to maul him, they love the guy. Hank just watches on with a sneer as Mack does his thing, does a limbo kinda move under the ladder showing he truly got no fear of losing, then gets to the bed of death and smirks at it. He looks up at Hank now and steps on to the bed, then drops doing his pose and springs up to the ring dancinga round some and does a crotch chop at Hank. He finally disrobes and takes his title, the music ends and Mack hands his belt to the ref. Hank does the same, but rips it back and lunges at Mack bashing him in the face with it, then tosses it to the ref and drops on Mack hammering him with punches. The ref gets the titles strapped to the loop and it raises up quickly.


Nick Miller: Hank with a cheapshot to start this thing.


Hal Havoc: He's in control though and just improved his chances to win.


Hank pulls up Mack and staggers him to the edge of the ring with punches, backs up and charges for a clothesline. Mack drops down off the ring and grabs Hank's legs pulling him to his back. Mack pulls him half off the mat and hammers Hank with punches, then jumps up on the ring and leaps up stomping down on Hank's head. He pulls Hank up and lifts him up for a body slam on the bed of death, but Hank slips behind Mack clubbing him across the back. He lifts Mack for a blue thunder bomb, but Mack catches him with a hurricanrana counter taking Hank down backfirst on the bed of death and a scream is heard. Mack hits the edge on his knees, hops up on the mat and runs acros sthe ring, turns and runs back leaping on Hank with a stomp, then leaps off him to the aisle.


Nick Miller: Looks like Hank took the first plunge into the bed of death and Mack out there by that ladder.


Hal Havoc: He's just gonna get in the ring for Hank to use to win!


Mack does grab the ladder and he folds it up running at Hank who sits up and slams it to his head laying him back down. Mack slides the ladder on to the ring canvas and then lifts up Hank while standing on the bed of death and looks for a piledriver. Hank ends up hitting his legs and biting even, then lifts Mack up backdropping him on to the bed of death. Hank some blood on his arms and Mack screams and sits up some blood on his back now. Hank kicks him in the back, then lifts up Mack and punches him in the chest knocking him down some and hits a knee sending him all the way down. Hank gets up in the ring and comes running off with a senton bomb on Mack. He gets off and gets a steel chair from under the ring, then comes back over slamming it over Mack several times. Hank gets in the ring and drops the chair, then grabs the ladder standing it up under the titles. He looks down at Mack who is sitting up and looks up at the titles, then at Mack, then at the titles and starts climbing moving fast.


Hal Havoc: Yea, that's it. get up there and get them titles, win this thing!


Mack looks up seeing Hank halfway up the ladder and pulls himself to his feet, crawls in the ring and pulls himself back up. He starts heading up the ladder behind Hank who is almost in reach of the belts. Mack moves fast and comes up as Hank touches them, clubs him in the back, then climbs up even with Hank and slams his head on the top of the ladder, then delivers a russian leg sweep all the way down and both men fall into the ropes creating sparks and getting thrown forward on their faces from the electricution.


Nick Miller: Good god, they both just got electricuted.


The crowd is on fire after that huge fall and their behind Mack to get up. Both men stir, but are out of it from the shock and shake their heads. The ref checks them over, making sure they wanna continue and you can see them just nod slightly yes, Mack starts to get up as well and stumbles some grabbing the ladder to hold himself. Hank is on his knees trying to stand when Mack rushes him with a kick to the head, then picks up Hank hitting a reverse atomic drop and whips him across the ring. Hank stops at the side staggering and looking at the announce tables, then Mack comes from behind with a clothesline. Hank turns and elbows him in the jaw, then lifts Mack up in a press and flips him down for the Suicide Bomb, but Mack flips all the way down to his feet on the bed of death. He reaches up low blowing Hank, then pulls him down flipping him over on to the bed of death and leaps up stomping on his face. Mack hops up in the ring and pulls the ladder over by the edge, then climbs up it a ways, looks down at Hank who is moving and so Mack climbs a few more steps almost to the top, looks back seeing Hank getting to his feet and leaps backwards with a moonsault. He hits Hank knocking him back down on the bed of death.


Nick Miller: Hell yea, what a move by Mack, what a move, picture perfect as always.


Hal Havoc: What a dumb move, he shoulda used the ladder what its in there for, to get the gold!


Mack gets up and pulls Hank who is bleeding a bit more now, his short all tore up and some blood seen from his back. Mack drives Hank backwards against the ring, then runs him away from it throwing him across the commentators table. Mack climbs up on it and pulls Hank on the table, pounds on his back, then looks for a powerbomb to the bed of death. Hank fights it and drops down low blowing Mack, then stands and grabs him in a facelock snapping back with a ddt driving Mack headfirst into the bed of death, but hitting it with his back as well.


Hal Havoc: Hank sacrificing his body to hurt Mack worse, guess he ain't too bright either.


Nick Miller: Its about heart and passion, how far your willing to go.


Hal Havoc: Whatever Nicky!


Hank sits up holding his back, but pulls himself up and lifts Mack up who has blood running down his head now. He runs Mack to the ring rolling him in, then Hank gets in and moves the ladder under the titles, picks up the chair in there and turns to hit Mack, but he ducks and jumps up nailing chops to Hank's chest. He whips Hank to the ropes, but he puts the brakes on and turns getting a dropkick from Mack and hank falls back against the ropes getting shocked and thrown forward on his face. Mack kicks the chair next to Hank's head, then pulls him up over it and sets up for a piledriver and hits it right on the chair.


Nick Miller: Oh man, this could be it, except were nearing the half hour mark and you know what that means?!


Hal Havoc: Actually I don't know.


Nick Miller: The ring will explode! Wonder if Mack realize its almost that time?


Maybe not as he just kicks Hank in the head, then looks up at the titles and begins climbing, then maybe he does realize and just want to get the titles. He gets up the ladder a ways and Hank stirs, tries to push himself up, but can't seem to. Mack gets a hand on the top and then it happens, a loud bang and a cloud of smoke, the ring explodes and collapses somewhat. The ropes fall and the ladder does as well and down goes Mack falling right into the bed of death on the aisle side creating an explosing from the c4 in there. The crowd is going nuts chanting HOLY SHIT.


Nick Miller: OH MY GAWD!


Hank didn't get much of the explosion, just moved, though he's still out of it as he tries to get up. Mack rolls on to his back clutching his right arm which he landed on and his covered in blood. Hank gets on his knees crawling to the ladder and hunches over it. Mack sits up looking into the ring seeing Hank and tries to get himself up, but falls back down. Hank pushes himself up using the ladder, then tries picking that up, but has some trouble. He does get up stood up and centered, though the ring is kinda slanted now, so it could be tricky climbing. Mack is at the edge of the ring now with his left arm holding himself up and his right arm held to his side.


Nick Miller: Man, that fall was nasty that Mack took and his right arm, he may have hurt it the way he's holding it.


Hal Havoc: Good, Hank should have this easy now!


Hank sees Mack trying to get in the ring and goes over lifting him up and looks for a suplex. Mack knees him in the gut and tries his own, but with one arm he can't. Hank slips backwards and Mack with a clothesline using his left arm. Hank drops and rolls over on the chair grabbing it. Mack turns and Hank jumps up with the chair swinging it, but Mack ducks. Hank turns swinging again and Mack ducks yet again, so Hank comes around another time and one too many as Mack hits Da Shows Ova into the chair driving it to Hank's face and sends him off the edge of teh ring on to the bed of death creating a small explosion. The crowd explodes as well and Mack drops to his knees.


Nick Miller: Oh man, that;s it, Mack may have it now.


Hal Havoc: Nooo!


Mack pulls himself up and leans on the ladder, then using just his left arm he climbs the rungs, moving kinda slow and gets close to the titles. Hank starts to stir as Mack is right up there at the top. He tries reaching with his right arm, but pulls back in pain. Hank sits up and rolls a little trying to get to the ring as Mack steps a little more and steadies himself, then with his left hand unstraps the International Title and lays it on his right shoulder. He unstraps the IC Title and lays that with the other, then slowly backs down.


Julie: Here is your winner of the match and new unified SEF International Champion.......MACK!


"Slave To The Grind" by Skid Row hits and Hank is leaning on the ring with his head just above the mat and he slumps down as Mack comes down the ladder slowly and the crowd is cheering as loud as they can get. Mack gets down to the mat and drops to his knees clutching his right arm, blood all over it, his head, and back. Hank just lays outside in blood and rolls off the bed of death stumbling up the aisle.


Nick Miller: Mack did it, he proved one more time why this is his match!


Hal Havoc: Who cares, Mack is old news, he barely hung on, probably broke his arm, he shoulda lost.


Nick Miller: Yet he didn't and he did more than hang on, he stole the show!


A standing ovation from the crowd and Mack looks around at everyone, picks up his titles and stands up raising them in the air with his left arm, then hops off the ring and makes his way to the back getting pats on the back from the fans.


Nick Miller: Hell of a match folks, one hell of a match and we still got three to go, can ya believe that?


Hal Havoc: After that travesty of justice I don't know what to believe.


Nick Miller: Ok, well we do have three more matches to go and next up is the Tag Team Invintational for the Tag Titles, but meanwhile were going into the back for a few words from the one team we know is competing tonight, THC, Xanthus and Corez!


So to the back we go and in front of the usual backdrop we find the two brothers looking pumped up and ready to fight.


Corez: Here we are, are fucking shot is tonight bro, its tonight...TONIGHT!!!

Corez grabs X by the collar and looks all intense, X grabs him back and snarls.


Xanthus: Fuck yea it is and it don't matter who the hell shows up if any jobber team does, them belts belong to us!


Just then the cracking of a beer can opening is heard and the shot widens to see Hardcore Haz standing behind X. He and Corez let each other go and turn to Haz.


Xanthus: You need something jackass?


Hardcore Haz: Well I could use some more fucking beer for when I get done beating your asses and winning the Tag Titles!


Corez: You and what other lowdown, sack of shit, never was, wannabe wrestler?


Hardcore Haz: You'll find out in a few minutes who my partner is and a few minutes after that you'll find your hands empty, your eyes staring up at the lights, so cheers bitches!


Haz tosses back the beer and then crushes the can to his head. X and Corez look ready to jump him, but Haz pulls his cane out motioning them to bring it on. Corez pulls back his brother and they back off now. Haz just smirks and pulls another beer from his back pocket drinking up as the shot goes back to ringside where the crew has it cleaned up and the ring back together, damn boys work quick, but then they work for SEF.


Nick Miller: Wow, Hardcore Haz is back and apparently he has a tag team partner for this next match. Wonder who else will show up?


Hal Havoc: Don't matter, Xanthus and Corez got this one in the bag!


Nick Miller: We'll see about that, we don't know even know who all is gonna show up, but we will soon, so lets hear who it is now!


Julie: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is the tag team invintational for the SEF World Tag Team Titles!


A huge pop for that and the some boos when "No Hope = No Fear" by Soulfly hits and out comes Xanthus and Corez knocking fists together. X flips off the crowd as Corez just yells at them.


Julie: Introducing first at a combined weight of 430 pounds, they are The Hardcore Connection.....Xanthus and Corez!


More boos now as the team taunts the fans even more and then slide into the ring and do some crotch chops. They knock fists together again, then their music cuts out. We now hear "Enter Sandman" by Motorhead and from the crowd comes Hardcore Haz drinking beer and carrying his cane. The crowd sings along with the music and Haz gets a couple beers down by the time he gets to the ring and steps up on the apron. He then points to the back and we hear "I Don't Give A Fuck" by 2Pac and out comes Black Bob to a huge cheer. Xanthus and Corez just look kinda stunned.


Julie: And their opponents at a combined weight of 445 pounds, they are hardcore Haz and Black Bob!


Bob comes down the aisle high fiving fans, then slides into the ring as Haz steps in and they stare down THC. We then hear "Never Enough" by Eminem and out comes Nick Roland who heads straight down the aisle and slides in the ring. He walks up to Julie and leans over her mic.


Nick Roland: There's been another team added to this match, after all, it is an open invintation, so its me and my partner.


Nick points to the back and we now hear "Sinner" by Drowning Pool and the crowd boos as loud as they can. Scorpion comes walking out with a grin and walks down the aisle with cocky steps. He gets to the ring and steps in standing by Nick and looks over at Xanthus and Corez who just eyes him with confusion and hatred. They walk over towards Scorpion and Nick and trash talk begins, then Haz and Bob step over to remind the four who else is in the match.


Nick Miller: Scorpion joining this match with Nick Roland despite his one time allies THC having eyes on the Tag Titles for a while now, this is looking to be real intense.


Hal Havoc: Yea it is and I'm not so sure THC has it in the bag now, Scorpion is the real World Champ and has worked with Nick before as a team.


Corez lunges at Scorpion battering him with punches and X spins backwards with a kick to Haz's face dropping him. Bob and Nick collide with punches and X helps Corez take Scorpion into the ropes. They whip him across the ring and he bounces back getting speared by Corez at the same time Xanthus leaps high hitting him with a clothesline.


Nick Miller: Oh man, what a double team there by THC.


Hal Havoc: That was pretty sweet.


Haz gets up and using his cane smacks Xanthus across the back, then drops him with a white russian leg sweep. He gets up, but Corez drops Haz with a clothesline, then rips him up and hits a side effect on him. Scorpion starts to get up and Corez charges over kicking him in the ribs, then yanks up Scorpion and hammers him into a corner. Bob has Nick sitting in a corner and stomping him, then abcks up and comes charging in slamming a knee to his head. He turns and charges over at Xanthus ripping him up and hitting a swinging neckbreaker on him. Bob clubs him across the back, then pulls X up looking for a piledriver. Haz is up and motions to move him near a corner, so he does and Haz gets on the second rope. Bob lifts X up and Haz leaps off and they deliver a spiked piledriver on X, then Bob pins, 1......................2............Corez slides over baseball style dropkicking Bob out of the pin. Haz kicks Corez in the ribs and yanks him up hitting a ddt. Nick is by Scorpion helping him up and the two catch their wind. Haz has Corez up and whips him to a corner, then charges in for a clothesline, but gets a foot to the face and goes down. Corez hops to the second rope and leaps off quickly with a leg drop to Haz. Scorpion and Nick rush over kicking Corez backwards, then yank him up and toss him out to the floor.


Hal Havoc: Told ya, these two know how to get it down, take a little rest and clean house.


Nick Miller: I suppose it is smart.


Bob gets up and clubs Nick across the back, but gets kicked by Scorpion and the two rip up Bob hitting a double suplex on him. They grab Haz hammering him with punches, then Nick lifts him up in a bearhug almost. Scorpion gets on the second rope and flie soff with a clothesline to Haz as Nick slams him down with a spinebuster. He goes for the pin on Haz, but Xanthus who was on the ropes springs over with a dropkick sending Nick rolling away. Scorpion kicks X in the gut, then rips him up and hits a double arm backbreaker and pins him, 1.....................2...........kickout!


Nick Miller: Scorpion and Nick are working well, but in this kind of match its gonna be hard to win.


Hal Havoc: They'll do it though.


Scorpion kneels on X hammering him with punches and Nick pulls up Haz whipping him into a corner. he charges at him, but gets cut off by a spear from Bob and hammered with punches. Corez has a steel chair and jumps on the apron by Haz smashing it down on his head sinking him into the corner. Bob gets up and Corez throws the chair at him, then leaps to the top rope and leaps at him with a missile dropkick driving the chair into Bob's chest. Corez pulls up Nick and quickly nails the V-twist, then jumps up and runs over clubbing Scorpion across the back. Corez holds him as X starts hitting him hard with punches, then heads up to the top. Corez turns Scorpion around and nails the Corez Effect on Scorpion, then grabs the chair arming himself to fend off anyone else. X leaps off the top with Swanton Suicide to Scorpion, then covers him hooking his leg, 1..........................2.........................3!


Julie: Here are your winners and the new SEF World Tag Team Champions..........Xanthus and Corez!


"No Hope = No Fear" by Soulfly hits and the crowd is kinda mixed, but loud. Corez helps up X and they raise up their arms. The ref hands them the belts and raises their arms up, then X and Corez take to the ropes looking intense as the new tag champs. Haz and Bob are on the floor recovering as Nick Roland starst to get up and eyes THC pissed, then looks at Scorpion and walks over to him. Xanthus and Corez are down and watching him and Nick just look disgusted as he eyes Scorpion. He calls for a mic and THC stand in a corner watching on.


Nick Roland: You fucking punk bitch, you cost us the Tag Titles. I should have never came back as your partner, I should have brought someone else who could help me get the job done, not to mention I shoulda dropped this gimmick as well.


Nick lowers his mic and with the other hand rips off his face, a skin tight mask and reveals, whoa, a white guy. The crowd is shocked and stunned and speechless, THC scratches their heads.


Hal Havoc: Looks like another Troy Storms job.


Nick Miller: Yea, looks like it, but the guy looks like Westside Wanksta a little, different hair though, how the hell...OH!


We see Nick rip off a jacket as well revealing he's slightly smaller, but not a small man and well defined. He drops the jacket and smirks, then raises the mic.


Nick Roland: Many of ya may or may not recognize me from the old days as Wanksta, hell, just a few weeks back I was here working as an interviewer, but no more of that shit for me and as far Nick Roland goes, he's dead because the real name of myself is Bill Roberts and Scorpion, I just got two words for you...


He pulls Scorpion up and slaps him, then shouts.


Bill Roberts: INTERVIEW THIS!!!!


Bill drops the mic and hooks Scorpion's arms, rips him up and drops him on his head, a double arm ddt into a brainbuster. The crowd cheers for this a little and Bill gets up grabbing the mic and turns to THC who still watch and approve what he did to Scorpion.


Bill Roberts: Ya like that huh, well congratulations on your win, but soon enough a friend of mine will be here amnd then you'll have real competition for those belts!


Bill drops the mic and the crowd cheers him on as he exits the ring and makes his way to the back. THC just looks at him, then at Scorpion, then each other and shrug holding their belts up and smiling.


Nick Miller: Well it seems Bill made a statement and is set on those belts one or another, wonder who is friends is?


Hal Havoc: Who knows, but it don't matter against THC, they ain't gonna be losing.


Nick Miller: Ya never know, especially when ya don't know who the guy is. That we'll find out in due time, we got a show now and coming up we got the World Title defended outside the building in a real street fight. D-Von Dudley and Chris Orton fight outside on a barricaed section of the street in front of the arena and so lets go out there right now to our guest announcer for this match!


And so we go out in front of the Pepsi Center where a about a hundred feet of the street is barricaded off and emoty of people, but not weapons, they litter the street. From typical wrestling objects to street objects, tables standing up all over the street to sheets of glass leaning up on the barricades all around the edge. We see Chris Orton standing out there holding the World Ttitle and standing across from D-Von Dudley, both in street clothes and between them is a ref. Fans crowd around the barricades, security is out there to keep them from jumping in, the street is barricaded off beyond this point to allow the fans around the action and standing in the middle of the street outside the barricade amongst the fans is the one and only Mack holding a megaphone and sporting his right arm in a sling with a bandage on his head.


MACK: ALRIGHT MUTHAFUCKAS...ARE YA FUCKING READYYYY???!!!!!


The fans respond with huge cheers, a huge hell yea and Mack makes the announcement.


MACK: Ok, well listen up now, this match here, well this fight here, it is scheduled for one fall and it is for the richest fucking prize in the game, the SEF Wold Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first is the challenger from Rochesr New York weighing in at 260 pounds....D-Von Dudley!


A lot of boos for D-Von seems to not care, just keeps staring at Orton and that title.


MACK: And his opponent is the World Heavyweight Champion from San Diego California weighing in at 245 pounds......Chris Orton!


And he gets a huge cheer and raises the title in the air, then hands it to the ref who presents it to D-Von, then hands it to Mack who holds on to it for safe keeping. The ref signals to start the fight and we see Orton and D-Von go nose to nose now. some jaw jacking goes on and then a right from Orton and D-Von responds with his own and they go back and forth slugging it out until D-Von drives a knee up into Orton's midsection, then tattoos a couple lefts to his skull and whips him towards one side aimed at the glass sheet. Orton puts on the brakes and turns to D-Von come sat him with a pump kick. Orton just ducks out of the way and D-Von stomps down into the glass breaking it, then Orton pulls him backwards in his backbreaker dropping him to the cement. He puts the boots to D-Von, then lifts him up and delivers a suplex on the street.


Nick Miller: Oh man, just a simple suplex, but done out there on that pavement makes it harder than hell.


Hal Havoc: No doubt about it, but D-Von can take it, he's taken worse.


Orton grabs a chain and wraps it around D-Von's neck, then drags him to his feet and gets back to back pulling the chain over his shoulder lifting D-Von off the ground choking him. He struggles and kicks, tries pulling the chain off, reaches back grabbing Orton's hair, but can't seem to get free. Orton pulls harder lifting D-Von higher and then bends forward some running over to the side and flips D-Von overhead and facefirst into a sheet of glass. The crowd just goes nuts and chants HOLY SHIT. Orton rolls D-Von over on the broken glass, his face cut up and bloody and pins him, 1...........................2..................kickout!


Nick Miller: Holy crap, how the hell did D-Von get out?


Hal Havoc: Its way too early to beat him, plus Orton ain't gonna win anyways.


Orton gets up shocked, but just snarls and spots the nearest table, then a trash can and picks that up. He lifts up D-Von and puts the can over his head and upper body, then walks him to the table rolling him on it. Orton grabs a ladder and stands that up nearby, then finds a ballbat and drives it on top of the can denting while hurting D-Von and probably wedging the can on him. Orton climbs the ladder now, the crowd cheering loud for this and he gets seated up on top. Orton looks down making sure D-Von's there, then stands up on the top of the ladder and leaps down with a splash, but just before impact D-Von manages to roll off the table and Orton crashes through it hitting the pavement below and flips up and over on his back clutching his ribs.


Nick Miller: My god what an impact from that missed splash, how did D-Von roll out of the way.


Hal Havoc: Instinct, veteran instinct, he knows his environment, could maybe even fight blindfolded, but probably wants to see the destruction he leaves Orton in.


D-Von kneels up and tries getting the trash can off him, but has a little trouble. Orton is moving, but really hurting and D-Von finally pushes the can up and off him, then stands up lifts up the trash can slamming it down on Orton's head. He pulls Orton up and slams his face into the ladder, then hits him an uppercut and drives him to the pavement with a ddt. He pins Orton hooking his leg, 1....................2..............kickout! D-Von kneels up and hammers him with punches, screams at him the title is his and then gets up yanking Orton up and running him towards the side with a bulldog. Orton shoves him away at the edge of the glass and D-Von turns kicking him in the gut, then pulls Orton over looking for a gutwrench side slam. Orton holds on to him and keeps himself grounded, but D-Von pounds him across the back, drives an elbow into his spine, then rips Orton over with the move smashing him through the sheet of glass and we hear another HOLY SHIT chant.


Nick Miller: Good gawd what carnage these two are displaying here, shows ya how much that World Title means.


Hal Havoc: Yes it does and that belt means a lot, it means your the best in the world!


Orton sits up holding his back which is all cut up, then D-Von yanks him up looking for Saving Grace. Orton twists around and drops down, then low blows D-Von. He gets up and drops D-Von with a ddt, then rolls away holding his back in pain. Orton kneels up and looks around seeing the ladder and crawls to and climbs up on it to stand up. D-Von pulls himself up and has brass knuckles slipped on his left hand, but keeps it outta Orton's view. He stumbles his way over and Orton steps away from the ladder nailing D-Von in the head with a fist, then another, but then D-Von knees him in the gut and brings up his left hand dropping Orton with the brass knucks, then drops them.


Hal Havoc: Oh yea, its all over now, D-Von is the new World Champ.


Nick Miller: He does have Orton out, may very well be over.


D-Von gets a table dragging it over near the ladder, then picks up Orton and gets him on the ladder. He clubs Orton across the back, then drags him up the ladder, both men on the same side. They get about at the top and the crowd watches on intently as D-Von turns Orton looking for Saving Grace, but suddenly gets an uppercut to the jaw, then Orton leaps off the ladder. He grabs D-Von by the head driving him down with the CKO smashing through the table to the pavement.


Nick Miller: OH MY GAWD!


The crowd is chanting HOLY SHIT yet again and D-Von lays facedown still as Orton pulls himself up on his knees and pulls the broken table away, then rolls D-Von over grabbing a leg to hook it for the pin, 1.............................2................................3!


MACK: Here is your fucking winner and still the SEF World Heavyweight Champion.........Chris Orton!


The crowd cheers loud and Mack tosses the title to the ref who hands it to Orton and raises his arm in the air. The crowd cheers him on and he walks around the street posing for fans and high fiving them. The shot switches to inside now.


Nick Miller: Well what a match, rather a fight that was, Orton was the one in trouble, but that move of his was just snapped off so quick D-Von didn't know what hit him.


Hal Havoc: That was bullshit, D-Von should be the one holding that title up, not that overrated idiot Orton.


Nick Miller: Seems to me Orton was a clear winner here, but not without going through hell, D-Von stepped up and proved he is worthy of of being champ. He just came up short.


Hal Havoc: He got screwed again, probably the ref was told to count fast, only way Orton could win.


Nick Miller: What the hell are you talking about?


Hal Havoc: Like you don't know!


Nick Miller: No I don't, but I do know we got one more match to go and its finally time to find who the King of SEF will be for this year, Nick Torres or Jordan Brooks!


The view ends up in the back where Nick Torres is standing by ready to make his entrance when Scorpion comes from behind with a chair smashing him across the back, then raises it up and smashes it down to his back again. He drops it and kneels down to Torres.


Scorpion: You stupid son of a bitch, you cost me my shot at the World Title, I would have beaten D-Von if you hadn't been in my way, so now Nick, I'm taking you out for good. After you lose tonight I'm challenging you to a submission match next week on Extreme and I want the contendership to the World Title on the line!


Scorpion stands and stomps at Torres, but security has made their way over and pulls him away. Torres is helped up and shouts out at Scorpion.


Nick Torres: I accept your match because after becoming King I planned on being World Champ!


They both sneer at each other and Scorpion is escorted away as Torres winces while holding his back. The view goes back to ringside now.


Nick Miller: Wow, what a challenge by Scorpion who took those two cheapshots on Torres, hope it don't affect this match.


Hal Havoc: Who cares, not like that washed up Torres could ever become king anyways.


Nick Miller: I wouldn't call him washed up, he's been one of the top stars in the last few months. Now, lets get to this main event match cause like all these fans I'm dying to see it!


And so its that time and with the growing anticipation comes a loud cheer when "Regular People" by Pantera hits the pa. Torres makes his way out showing little signs of the atttack a few minutes ago, has his smirk about him and swaggers down the aisle in kind of a sliding motion.


Julie: The following is the main event of the night, it is scheduled for one fall, and is to determine the King of SEF! Introducing first from Seattle Washington, weighing in at 280 pounds...........Nick Torres!


He heads up the steps and gets into the ring, stomps his feet as he kinda bends down some and points his thumbs to himself getting pumped up, then raises his arms out straight. He takes his toothpick out flicking it out of the ring and moves his hands along his hair slicking it back. The lights go out and red and gold lights circle the arena as "Scream" by Avenged Sevenfold hits the pa.


Julie: And his opponent from New York, New York, he weighs in at 250lbs and is The Ultimate Protector..............Jordan Brooks!


Once he comes out and is a quarter the way to the ring, he slowly walks down to the ring. Once inside the ring, he goes to the far right turnbuckle and poses for the crowd by stretching his arms out in a relaxed crucifix pose. He runs the rops to get warmed up, then stops and stands in the center of the ring with Torres, the ref keeping them back a few feet, then calls for the bell and signals to go ahead. The two men just eye each other and nod, then stomp forward into a lock up. They circle around the ring a bit trying to overpower the other, a hard struggle between them and they end up breaking once and then lock up again. Another struggle and this time Torres backs Jordan up to a corner, lets him go and bends down burying a shoulder to his ribs.


Nick Miller: These two men pretty evenly matched, but Torres slightly bigger and that must have been what gave him the edge in the second lock up.


Hal Havoc: Still a waste of space.


Torres whips Jordan across the ring and charges after him hitting a hard clothesline, then pulls him out lifting Jordan up for The Westside. Jordan catches him with an elbow to the head and gets to his feet dropping Torres with a ddt. He kneels over top of him and rains down punches to Torres, then stands up and begins a methodical stomp around him. He goes full circle from his head all the way back, then leaps up dropping a knee to his head and goes for the pin hooking his leg, 1................2......kickout! Jordan sits Torres up and applies a sleeper on him wrenching it on tight. Torres fights it and struggles to get up, Jordan almost standing now trying to put all his weight down on Torres neck. He tries pushing up with his legs and Jordan yanks him up, then leaps up wrapping his legs around Torres midsection and falls back with the sleeper still on.


Nick Miller: Oh man, Jordan really has Torres caught now, he could wear him down enough to win or possibly win with this move.


Hal Havoc: As big a pussy as Nick is he'll probably tap.


Torres rolls his body trying to get to the ropes, but is stuck pretty well in the center of the ring. Jordan is latched on like a pitbull and Torres still fighting, trying to roll Jordan off starts to wear out a little. His arms begin to get heavy and they drop down, his eyes start to close. Jordan doesn't let up at all and the ref grabs Torres arm lifting it up, holds it and lets go, it drops. He lifts it again and holds it up, then lets it go, it drops again. The ref lifts his arm, but Torres pulls away and starts rolling like a madman trying to get over on his stomach and finally does. He pushes himself up, but Jordan unwraps his legs touching the mat and pulls Torres up and backwards slamming him to the mat, then leaps up and drops a knee to his head. He goes for another sleeper, but Torres rolls out of it and catches Jordan in a hammerlock, then floats around applying a front facelock. He raises Jordan up and wrenches the hold on him tight. Scorpion sneaks down the aisle now crouching down by the ring.


Nick Miller: What the hell, what is Scorpion doing out here?


Hal Havoc: Probably just wants a closer look at the action.


Torres delivers a knee to Jordan's head, then goes for a ddt, but gets shoved into a corner. Jordan buries a shoulder to his ribs, then lifts Torres to the top rope and reaches up hitting a couple punches. He climbs up and hits a european uppercut, then delivers a superplex on Torres. Jordan gets up holding his back from the drop and now smirks. He drops down in a push up stance as Torres starts to get up. He's almost up and Jordan leaps up for BAD, but Torres shoves him into a corner. Jordan turns around and gets hit with a boot to the chest and sent back in the corner. Torres then pulls him our bending Jordan down and rips him up for the Gangstas Edge. Scorpion jumps on the apron and looks to come in as Jordan slides down behind Torres who ignores Scorpion and turns. Jordan goes for BAD, but gets lifted up and dropped with a back suplex. Torres gets up and the ref is ordering Scorpion to the back, but Torres still comes over and goes for him. Scorpion drops down to the floor and yells at Torres who motions him to step back in, but Scorpion just sneers at him. Jordan is getting up and Torres turns now, then Jordan springs up and drops him with BAD and hooks his leg fro the pin, 1..............................2..................................3!


Julie: Here is your winner of the match and the 2009 King of SEF.......Jordan Brooks!


We hear "Scream" by Avenged Sevenfold hit the pa and the crowd cheers as Jordan stands up getting his arm raised in the air. Scorpion just backs up the aisle smirking before disappearing to the back. Jordan looks down at Torres, then head sup to the top rope raising his arms in the air while some pyro shoots off. He hops down and gets his crown placing it on his head, then grabs his title and trophy raising them in the air as the music switches to "I'm The One" by Static X.


Nick Miller: Hell of a match to end off the night with and what a win here for Jordan Brooks.


Hal Havoc: Well it was a big accomplishment becoming King of SEF, a win over Nick Torres ain't nothing to gloat about.


Nick Miller: Whatever you say buddy, but I bet Jordan feels otherwise and considering he was just in the ring with Torres I'll take his word on it.


Hal Havoc: What the hell do you know, you've never even been in the ring.


Nick Miller: And I won't be, I just call the action, but get involved in it. Its time to call for the end of the show though. Some great matches here tonight and look for even more because we'll be back next week for Extreme, see ya then folks!


Jordan still poses in the ring and the crowd is cheering loud for him and then the show finally ends and fades to black.