Post by Joe on Oct 19, 2021 22:05:29 GMT -5
PRO WRESTLING X
"PWX: RUSH, EP. 1" on PARAMOUNT +
From The Hammerstein Ballroom
Manhattan, New York
Recorded on 10/18/2021
Streamed 10/20/2021
After the opening credits, we cut to the rowdy audience here at the legendary Hammerstein Ballroom, as these New York fans are ready to see PWX in action, live and in person! After getting various shots of the crowd, we head ringside, where our commentary team of Jimmy Smith and Josh Barnett are standing by!
They are very excited to welcome the fans to the first ever taping of "PWX Rush", streaming exclusively on Paramount +! They are gearing up for the cable television debut on Thanksgiving night, "PWX 9: Lesnar vs. Goldberg", and tonight Dasha Gonzalez will speak with the challenger to the PWX Premier Championship, Bill Goldberg! Barnett says he is most excited for the main event, as we will see Olympic gold medalist and multi-time pro wrestling champion, Kurt Angle, taking on the "King of Strong Style" Shinsuke Nakamura! Smith agrees that is a hell of a way to kick off "PWX Rush", and with that, we head to the ring, where Tony Chimel is standing to introduce our first competitors!
MATCH ONE
X DIVISION RULES
1 Fall, 10 Minute Time Limit, No Holds Barred, No Count Outs
Darby Allin (0-1) vs. Paul London (0-0)
Referee: Chad Patton
Darby Allin would use armdrags and a dropkick to frustrate London early. London would manage to catch Allin with the Mushroom Stomp out of the corner as a reversal, and then sent him out of the ring with a Dropsault! London would get on the apron and run off, delivering a Shooting Star Clothesline to Allin on the floor to get a big pop from these Manhattan fans! Darby would manage to legsweep London face first into the guardrail and then went up top and hit a Coffin Drop to the floor to wipe London out! Back in the ring, Darby would deliver a Crucifix Driver, but only a two count! Darby would go up top, looking for the Coffin Drop, but London would pop up and hit the ropes, crotching Darby up top and getting some boos. Those boos would change pretty quickly as London ran up and leaped, catching Allin with a Reverse Frakensteiner off the top, sending Darby to the mat hard! London collects himself and delivers a Running Shooting Star Press, but only a 2.999! The fans really thought it was over, and they are on their feet! London looks like he is going for a Tornado DDT in the corner, but Darby manages to reverse it mid-move and throw London off, and then runs and catches him with a Yoshi Tonic, and HE GETS A 2 COUNT! London barely kicks out! Both men stagger up and London throws a kick and then tries for a Lariat, but Darby ducks and catches his arm, reversing it and grabbing him into a Reverse Facelock... STANDING DIAMOND DUST! London is on dream street, and Darby manages to make it back up top... COFFIN DROP! He crushes London, and hooks the leg... he gets the pinfall victory! What a banger!
Winner by Pinfall: Darby Allin
We go to the parking lot, where Brian Pillman is leading a camera man along.
He seems to have been waiting on someone to arrive, and apparently they are here. A man with gray hair gets out of a black luxury sedan, and it's Eric Bischoff!
Bischoff sees Brian coming, and he holds up his hands. Brian seems to be in a bit of a manic state.
"Woah, woah, woah, Brian... what the... what the hell is this? What is going on- ah, God, what is that smell?"
"Listen, Uncle Eric, I'm not proud, I'm really not... and I don't mean to bum rush you like this but, well... yeah I do! Yes, I do mean to do this, because you won't return my calls! And yes, maybe I'm a little ripe, but in case you haven't, I'm unemployed now! So here I am, a shattered man, living on the dole, sleeping on the streets, begging, kind sir, for an audience! Begging for an opportunity!"
Eric looks very uncomfortable.
"Listen, you got the camera here and just..."
"Yeah, don't worry about that, it's good, it's good... this is character development, Eric. This crash TV! Right IN YOUR FACE! You see, back in Conneticut, I just couldn't cut it! Flyin' Brian wasn't selling the t-shirts he used to... I couldn't win a match to save my life! Literally, look at me! Daddy Vince would rather see me destitute, malnourished, and emasculated on the streets than put me on TV! Look at me now, Eric... look at me now! You can't even look at me in the eyes!"
Eric waves his hands in front of him.
"Listen, man, no, it's not that. I feel really bad for you, we all do, but you can't do things like this. This isn't how it's done. You can't just jump the guardrail at a show or accost me outside of my vehicle."
"I just want an opportunity..."
Brian gets on his knees.
"I'm a poor, unfortunate soul, here, Uncle Eric... I'll kiss your shoes if I must! Just a match! Just a chance at redemption! I can't even show my face around my family! I can't look my kids in the eyes... I can't look at myself in the mirror! I may be a danger to myself, I just don't know, but I do know for certain... I am a danger to others."
Pillman slowly rises to his feet.
"I mean, Eric... I'm a very desperate man. And I'm asking one last time for your help.
"Will you help me? Buddy? Old pal?"
Brian has put his hand on Eric's shoulder now, and the two share an intense stare.
Eric lowers his head and nods.
"I think we can work something out. But no more of this shit, Brian, I'm serious. This has got to stop."
"Hey-"
He crosses his heart.
"Boss man, whatever you say! You're the man with the golden pen! I'm not worthy!"
"Okay, okay, just come inside here and we'll go over some things, but I've got some stuff to take care of first, so don't get into any trouble. Don't talk to anybody!"
"Whatever you say..."
The two walk off and the feed cuts back to Jimmy and Josh at ringside. They don't know what to make of Brian Pillman's state at this point, but the big news is he is coming to PWX!
MATCH TWO
SINGLES RULES
1 Fall, 10 Minute Time Limit
MJF (1-1) vs. Xavier Woods (0-0)
Referee: Jim Korderas
Xavier starts off hot and has the crowd behind him, but MJF is able to cut him off and goes to work on his arm. The fans are booing as MJF mocks them, continuing to work over the left arm. MJF takes Woods to the outside and wrenches his arm around the guardrail before getting into a heated verbal altercation with a ringside fan! Security has to break it up, as the fans looks like he is going to try to land a haymaker on MJF! MJF turns and catches an Enzuigiri from Woods! Woods is favoring the arm, but he sends MJF back into the ring. Woods comes off the top and hits a Crossbody Block, but he immediately grabs his left arm after landing and he seems to be hurting bad! MJF is back up and reverses a collar and elbow attempt from Woods, twisting his arm and falling backwards with a boot to his bicep, sending Woods down to the mat hard holding his arm. MJF locks on the Salt of the Earth Armbar, cranking it on, and MJF gets the submission win!
Winner by Submission: MJF
MJF gets on the mic after the match and tells all of the New York fans to shut their stupid, so-called smart mark mouths, because the best damn thing to ever happen to wrestling is about to speak! He says everybody needs to hear this, because they've all been fooled! He says that's not hard to do, given the average IQ of most of these wrestling fans, but he says at PWX 7, a travesty occurred, and a robbery was condoned in this very ring! He says Ricochet got away with a stolen victory, and has stolen valor to show for it, but he will be getting his comeuppance soon, oh, very, very soon! And there's not a damn thing he or anybody else can do about it! You can take the poor boy out of the trailer park, but you can't take the trailer park out of the boy, and he's going to learn his place one way or another! MJF is levels above Ricochet, and classes above all of the fans, and it's about time they recognized and accepted it!
Major boos from the crowd as MJF leaves with his shit eating grin on his face.
We go backstage, where Dasha Gonzalez is standing in with Bill Goldberg.
"Mr. Goldberg, it is great to be here with you!"
"Dasha, it's a pleasure."
Goldberg has his hands on his hips and head down, ready to take on whatever questions she may have.
"Mr. Goldberg, you have a huge match coming up at PWX 9, where you challenge Brock Lesnar for the Premier Championship. You are no stranger to Brock Lesnar. You have a one and one record here in PWX, with your loss standing out much more than your win. What do you say to those who think you shouldn't be getting this title shot?"
Goldberg looks up and huffs.
"You know, I don't have much to say about those people, Dasha. Their morons. There aren't many guys who could go in there and beat Ken Shamrock in a fight. I gave him everything he could handle, he gave me all he had. He got the better of me that night. If we went round two, it'd be different. He got in there with Brock, he couldn't handle him. I'm going to smash Brock Lesnar, that's why I'm in this match."
"Brock has looked unstoppable during his run here in PWX. How can you be so confident?"
"Sometimes in life, and in sports, sometimes you just go somebody's number. Brock knows I've got his number. Brock knows what everybody else knows, Dasha."
"And what is that?"
"HE'S NEXT!!!"
Goldberg snorts and stomps off, and Dasha sends it back to Jimmy and Josh at the commentary table.
MATCH THREE
SINGLES RULES
1 Fall, 15 Minute Time Limit
Kurt Angle (0-1-1NC) vs. Shinsuke Nakamura (1-1)
Referee: Tim White
The fans are hot for this one, with most of the chants coming in for Nakamura. Nakamura and Angle have a very heated opening back and forth, as both men trade holds and look to gain the upper hand. Nakamura manages to catch Angle in a Cross Armbar, causing Angle to get to the ropes. Angle is upset by this and yells at Tim White to make Nakamura break the holds faster. White points at the logo on his shirt and tells Kurt to worry about wrestling and he'll worry about reffing. Nakamura is able to catch the distracted Angle with a series of kicks that send him into the corner and Josh Barnett points out this has been a trend for Angle and a major reason he hasn't had much success so far in PWX, he can't keep his head in the game and off the officiating. Angle manages to avoid a Running High Kick in the corner and snares Nakamura in a Release German Suplex. Angle once again shows a lack of focus, popping up and celebrating, taunting the crowd as they boo him. Angle goes back on the attack, blasting Nakamura with a series of right hands that send him into the corner, followed by stomps. Angle then delivers an Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex, and he once again pops up, arms spread and asks the fans, "Who's the man, huh!?" Barnett says Angle really needs to focus and go for the cover. Angle walks over to Nakamura and bends down, looking to cover, but Nakamura is playing possum and rolls him over, attempting to latch on with a Kimura Armbar! Angle manages to break free, but Nakamura is going for a Triangle Choke now! The fans are on their feet, the commentary team are both on their feet, manic with the energy, anticipating Nakamura locking it on, but Angle manages to slip out and grab Nakamura and deliver a Gutwrench Suplex! Angle holds on and then lifts Nakamura up... he walks with him and then delivers another Gutwrench Suplex! Angle lets go and pulls down his straps, and he's yelling at the fans to shut up now! Nakamura stumbles up and Angle goes for the Olympic Slam, but Nakamura slides off of it and sweeps his legs! Nakamura does his crazy hands and lean back pose and the fans are eating it up! Angle gets to a knee and Nakamura rushes in... BOMA YE- NO, IT'S A BOMA NAY! KURT ANGLE COUNTERS, AND LOCKS HIM INTO THE ANKLE LOCK! ANGLE HAS IT ON TIGHT WITH THE LEG SCISSORS! Nakamura tries to reach for the ropes, but Angle does an alligator roll, pulling Nakamura to the center of the ring and "The King of Strong Style" admits defeat almost immediately, tapping frantically to make the pain stop. Kurt Angle gets the win, and the fans boo!
Winner by Submission: Kurt Angle
Dahsa Gonzalez is in the ring to congratulate Kurt and let him say a few words. Kurt tries to take the mic, but Dasha grabs it back.
"No, I can't let you do that."
"Fine, fine, have it your way! WHOO! THAT FEELS GOOD! And you all can GO TO HELL! I've heard what everybody's saying about me, that I just can't get the job done, but I'm the winner's column now, baby! Right where I belong! And it's time for yours truly, your Olympic hero, to start handing out some receipts. That's right, and I'm starting with Chris Benoit. Listen here, Benoit, Mr. Big Shot, Mr. Crippler... Mr. Load of Crap, if you ask me. He may be a great wrestler, but he's no Kurt Angle, and he would've been the one tapping back at PWX 3 if a miscarriage of justice hadn't occurred. So, I tell you what, Benoit, let's make it right. Paramount Network debut... Thanksgiving Night, on live television, where your Olympic hero belongs, that's where we settle this, once and for all. You and me. One more time. How about it? Or is the Canadian Chump too scared? Huh, you scared, Benoit!? Well, you should be, because at PWX 9, you're the one who's going to be begging me to stop while you're tapping out... OH IT'S TRUE, IT'S DAMN TRUE!"
Kurt steps forward, arms raised as the fans are booing and the end credits play at the bottom of the screen. Jimmy signs off for Josh, thanking us for watching and wishing us a good night.