(We come back and we see MICHAEL BUFFER entering the ring!! He is decked out in a black tuxedo, and grabs the mic...)
Michael Buffer : Llllllllllllllaaaaaddddddiiiiiieeees and Gentlemeeeeeeeeeeeeen! It is now time for our maaaaaaiiiin eeeeveeeeeent. This contest will pit the man with the most devestating finisher in wrestling today, The Torture Rack Of DOOOOOOOOOOM...
Both JA & CP : WHAT??!?!?!
(Soon after this T.C. Bay runs down the ramp and slides into the ring..)
T.C. Bay : *now enraged* Look, pussy!
JA : PUSSY??? Does that mean Super Penis is here too?? I knew he wouldn't let me down!!
CP : SHUT THE F*CK UP!!!
T.C. Bay : First of all, no one in this damn league has a lame ass finisher called The Torture Rack Of Doooooom... Second, none of the NYSWF superstars are "Genetic Horses" like that piece of shit over in YOUR league are. Third, my man, try moving your damn neck once in a while instead of moving every part of your body when you have to look side to side.. And lastly... LOOK OUT!!
(From here, T.C. charges and spears Buffer. He waits for Mikey to get up again and charges with a clothesline knocking him out of the ring and drawing a huge face pop from the crowd. As Buffer tumbles outside, security jumps on him and begins to pummel him as T.C. begins to announce..)
T.C. Bay : Now lets get this party started, RIGHT! *HUGE face pop again* This contest is scheduled for one fall, with no time limit. It will be wrestled inside The Rage In The Cage, and is for the NYSWF Heavyweight Title!
("For Whom The Bell Tolls" By Metallica begins to play and the crowd viciously face pops for Daniels. He makes his way to the ring with the lovely Electra, drawing off the cheers from this crowd..)
The challenger, weighing in at 295 pounds and hailing from Lynchburg, Tennessee... Representing The Legalization Nation - JAAAAAACK DAAAAAAAAAANNNNNIIIIIIEEEEEELLLLLLLSSSSS!!! *another huge pop*
(Suddenly, "Get at me Dog" By DMX blasts over the loud speakers and the cheers turn to boos. SmirtDogg enters the arena with CARMEN Electra, and the NYSWF Heavyweight Title. He too seems to draw from the heel pop he is getting.)
Weighing in at 221 pounds, hailing from Newark, New Jersey and representing The No Limit Soliders.. Here is the NYSWF Heavyweight Champion : SMIIIIIIIIIRT-DOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGG!!! *once again the boos get louder*
(T.C. now exits the ring and gets against the steel railing. The commentators are moved back as well, as The Rage-Cage lowers from the arena top. Smirt and Daniels trade looks across the ring to each other and wait for the cage to hit the ground. It soon does, and then the ref locks the door, as the bell sounds.)
JA : This is going to be one to remember... The two men lock up, and Smirt goes behind Daniels. He has a waist lock on and Daniels goes behind Smirt. He runs the champ into the ropes and tries a roll-up, but Smirt hangs on and Daniels rolls back.
CP : Jack gets to his feet, but now he is rocked with Smirt's cross-body block. Smirt rolls out of the ring and pulls Jack with him.. He takes the challenger and is already pounding his head against the cage wall!
JA : At least one of these lethal warriors is going to be wearing the crimson mask tonight, people, we can gaurantee that one... Smirt is now grinding the forehead of Daniels against the chain-linked fence, and it looks like some small cuts are developing already!
CP : He takes him back now and smashes him face first into one of the poles holding this cage together.. Daniels looks like he's on Dream Street now...
JA : Either that or he just got some of what Bong usually smokes.. Daniels is walking around the ring now, and Smirt follows. He grabs Daniels and pulls him back first to the cement floor! The smack of flesh and bone hitting the ground was sickening, Carson!
CP : I know it was, but it looks like it could do a little good for Jack, as he just caught Smirt in the jewels with an uppercut! He grabs Smirt by the head and pushes him into the cage wall as well, and is now giving him the grinding treatment too! Smirt topples to the floor, and now Daniels is going for that garbage pail of weapons!
JA : Whats he got here, Carson? Looks to be.... He's got The Club!
CP : Hey!! Thats MY club!! How in the Hell did they get it outta my car? Son of a BITCH!
JA : *chuckling* Anyways, Jack has it in hand and he charges toward Smirt and he just jammed it into his eye! Smirt just fell backwards and Daniels is now beating him on the side with it! He throws it right at Smirt's head now, and he goes back to the garbage..
CP : Well lets see what he gets now... HEY!! Thats my damn car-stereo!! What the Hell is going on here???
JA : Well, Carson, it is just not your day, is it?
CP : Well, Daniels has MY car-stereo system in hand and just smashed it against Smirt's head!
JA : Bits and pieces flying everywhere, and Smirt falls back against the wall again. Daniels takes him by the arm and looks to be whipping him towards the garbage but Smirt reverses and Daniels just went flying into that large, plastic pail!
CP : Smirt stumbles over and he knocks it over, revealing an even bloodier Daniels, a cookie sheet, a coat rack, a pair of crutches and.. a fake leg??
JA : Hes got the fake leg and he just drove the foot right into Daniels' forehead! Daniels drops back to the ground, and Smirt winds up.... *wwwwwwhaaaaaaaammmm* He just broke the leg on the back of Jack's head!
CP : Good Lord Have Meeeeeeeeeeercy! Daniels was just rocked with a fake leg, and now Smirt picks him up again. Suplex on the hard floor, and now he is sitting Daniels in the corner of that cage.. He sets the cookie sheet in front of Daniels' face, and he swings away at it with the crutch!
JA : Daniels is twitching, and Smirt is loving every second of it! He pulls Daniels back up, and tosses him in the ring.. Smirt goes under the ring now and he has.. He has the ladder! He slides it in the ring but wait.. He has it positioned out of the ring and jammed against the cage wall.. He places Daniels on the outside part of the ladder, and now Smirt enters the ring..
CP : He runs off the ropes, he comes to the ladder and leaps with a flip over the rope!
JA : GOOD LORD!!!
CP : Daniels moved, and Smirt just came crashing down on the ladder, and it didn't move ONE BIT! Smirt is hurt and he rolls sideways off the ladder.. From the opposite side, Daniels grabs the pole of that coat rack and crawls under the ladder to SmirtDogg.
JA : He lifts it over head and rams it right into Smirt's chest. And now he is slamming it across the back and arm of Smirt. SmirtDogg is screaming in pain, but Daniels loves it!
CP : He pulls another "spare" table out from under the ring, and he sets it fully up, right next to the ring post.. He places Smirt on top of it and climbs to the top rope... LEG DROP!
JA : Smirt is down, and Daniels slowly moves over for the cover! He gets one....
two...
thre... kickout!
CP : SmirtDogg gets out of that one, and Daniels looks frustrated.. He lifts Smirt back up and tosses him against the cage wall but... OH!
JA : The referee was just squashed between Smirt and the cage wall! Daniels pulls Smirt closer, though, and he hits The Sour Mash! He is covering Smirt, but the ref is out... Wait, who is that?
CP : Thats Shawn Copeland!! He has bolt cutters and he is snipping the pad lock! Daniels is on the opposite side of the ring, though, and he doesn't see him! Copeland enters, and he just smashed those bolt cutters on the back of Daniels' head!
JA : That man just just been busted open even worse! Copeland rolls Smirt on top of Daniels,
and Copeland shakes the ref.. The referee wakes up and makes a slow count...
one..........
two..........
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!
JA : Smirt got him!! He beat Daniels!