CNWF²
DANGER ZONE!!
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Lake Charles, Louisiana
Lake Charles Civic Center
Monday, December 1, 1997
Time: 10:17:00 P.M. {Third Segment}
CNWF²
{cut to shot of the commentary table}
Frenchie Parker and Knee Johnson appear
to be discussing something with Lex Victor.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Welcome back to more Danger Zone on this Monday Night. We still have a long night ahead
of us with Kain Piller {cut off}
Knee Johnson: {cutting in} Traitor.
Lex Victor: Well, as I was saying,
we have Kain {cut off again}
Knee Johnson: {cutting in} Traitor.
Lex Victor: Ka...
Knee Johnson: Traitor! Traitor!
Traitor!
Lex Victor: Will you stop that?
Knee Johnson: Sure thing, Lex.
But that doesn't mean Piller is a traitor.
Lex Victor: Here's Kain Piller
taking on Underfaker.
{cut to shot of the ring}
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, from Extreme Towers, Fort Lauderdale,
Florida! Weighing in at four-hundred forty-five pounds... Kain Piller!
The arena goes dark as "Sanatarium" by Metalica begins to play. Through high-tech holographic projectors,
a red skull appears floating above the ring. The skull levitates there for a few moments, slowly revolving in a
circle. As it does so, it slowly begins to change shape, taking on the form of the head of Kain Piller. It begins
to rise upward, over the ring, and get slightly smaller, until it is only a a little larger than the real thing.
The body to match the face appears underneath it and the image of Kain Piller begins to turn around in a circle.
By this time the first verse of "Sanatarium" is finished and the chorus starts.
{cut to shot of the walkway}
As that happens, the holographic image
dissapears, red and black fireworks explode accross the arena, and you can see Kain Piller, walking through the
entranceway. Behind him are his twin brother Nicholas, along with the rest of the Revolution, and his escort, Biko.
Piller is wearing his trademark black leather trenchcoat, which is amazingly three or four sizes large. He walks
to the ring, climbs up on the apron, and steps over the top rope with ease, then stands in the corner of the ring
waiting for the match to begin as the Revolution and Biko stand on the outside. The music then stops.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: That's something. That is one heck of an entrance.
Knee Johnson: {chugging on a
can of beer} Aaah! Now that was an entrance right there! Nothin' beats a Bud'.
Lex Victor: Whatever, Knee.
{ring}
Ring Announcer: And his opponent, weighing three-hundred and twenty-one
pounds... Underfaker!
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Here's the Underfaker. He sure hasn't had the best of luck here in the CNWF².
Knee Johnson: Well, if he weren't
going against Kain Piller, I wouldn't be gunning for him in this match. I just don't like someone who steals the
name of another wrestler.
Frenchie Parker: Yeah, really,
Knee! He may say he's nothing like the real Undertaker, but he's nothing like a real star either. He'll never amount
ta anything, ya know?
Lex Victor: Sometimes you have
to climb a high ladder to get somewhere, and I think this is a man in that kind of situation.
Knee Johnson: Yeah. The only
problem is the ladder is leading lower instead of higher! Ha ha!
{ring}
Underfaker finally enters the ring and
catches a boot to the face, leveling him to the canvas The referee calls for the bell and the match begins.
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Kain Piller vs Underfaker
7'-10", 445 lbs — 6'-9", 321
lbs
(One Fall Singles Match)
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{ring}
Kain Piller stands looking down at Underfaker.
Underfaker is on the canvas trying to get back up, but Piller is looking down at him laughing. Piller reaches down
and picks 'Faker up by his hair and clotheslines him back down to the canvas.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: Damn that Piller! Someone has to be able to take it to
him! Come on, Underfaker!
{ring}
Piller goes back down and is about to
pull him back up, but 'Faker rolls him up in a small package. Piller kicks out quick, then kicks him in the head.
Underfaker is once again leveled and is flat on the canvas. A chant of "Piller Sucks" reverberates through
the arena.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: Piller sucks! Yeah! This is my kind of crowd!
Lex Victor: Knee, no one likes
Piller. It's not like this is a tough call.
Knee Johnson: This is the only
guy these morons have the sense to hate.
Frenchie Parker: Piller is okay
in my books. He doesn't play up to the fans like most do. He lives his life the way he wants to. I like that in
a man.
Lex Victor: Shut up Frenchie.
Just leave those subjects alone and a beautiful scoop slam by Piller. I think he is about to end this.
{ring}
Piller is now bringing 'Faker to the top
rope and setting him there. He then delivers a chop to the chest while he is there, then grabs him in a reverse
headlock around the head and drops him to the canvas in that position.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: There it is! Painkiller DDT! Look at Piller laughing over his fallen opponent.
Knee Johnson: That's "Franchise"
Kain Piller. That damn wanna-be! Well, here's the single boot pin. I can't look!
Frenchie Parker: One, two, three!
Man that was a short match! You have to sign an "Iron Man" match sometime. These matches just don't last!
Lex Victor: I get the feeling
if I signed this as an "Iron Man" match it would be something like two-hundred and fifty to one.
Frenchie Parker: What would the
one be, Lex?
Lex Victor: Piller getting counted
out on the outside of the ring for laughing too long at how ridiculous his opponent was fighting.
Frenchie Parker: You sure are
being harsh on wrestlers these days!
{ring}
Piller raises his arms in victory as Underfaker
rolls out. Piller easily steps over the top rope and leaves the ring laughing while the audience jeers him on the
way out.
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Kain Piller by Pin via Painkiller
DDT
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{cut to shot of the commentary table}
Lex Victor: Well, that was quick.
Frenchie Parker: These guys just
can't win!
Knee Johnson: I didn't even finish
my beer during that match. Bring on another one!
Lex Victor: Here's Red Slayer
fighting Mr. "Untouchable" Elliot Ness.
{cut to shot of the ring}
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, weighing two-hundred and fifty pounds...
The Red Slayer!
Red Slayer runs to the ring and enters.
He's a pretty tall and muscular man.
Ring Announcer: And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinios; weighing two-hundred
and twenty pounds... Mr. Untouchable Elliot Ness!
Ness makes it to the ring and the crowd
still doesn't react very much. He then slides in the ring. The referee calls for the bell and the match begins.
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The Red Slayer vs Mr. Untouchable
Elliot Ness
6'-6", 250 lbs — 6'-1", 220
lbs
(One Fall Singles Match)
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{ring}
Red Slayer and Ness immediately go at
it with viscious blows to eachothers faces, but Slayer knocks Ness down to the canvas pretty quick due to his tremendous
size advantage. He then whips Ness to the ropes, and catches him with a crucifix into a pinning predicament as
he comes back. Ness kicks out quick, but then catches a drop kick to the jaw sending him to the canvas. Slayer
goes for the cover again, but Ness kicks out one more time. Ness tries to get something going this time around
but is caught around the throat by Slayer.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: Oh no! Here we go! Dammit, Lex! Sign some tougher matches
on Danger Zone!
Lex Victor: It's not my fault if they can't go the distance... chokeslam! He's not going for the
cover this time, though.
{ring}
Red Slayer picks up Ness and hooks him
into an inverted reverse headlock. He then drops him down to the canvas.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: That's it! That's the damn Slayer drop!
Frenchie Parker: Oh well. Now we can go on to other things.
Lex Victor: One... two... three... this one is history.
{ring}
The referee raises Slayer's arm in victory,
then Slayer leaves the ring.
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The Red Slayer by Pin via Slayer Drop
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{cut to shot of the commentary table}
Knee Johnson: {chugging on his beer} Well, that's the last of that beer! Man that was good! I had
to finish it now because beer just doesn't taste good after two matches in a row. I was surprised it lasted this
long! So who's fighting next, Lex? {bringing out another can of beer and opening it. He takes a sip.}
Lex Victor: Assassin is fighting ANVIL.
Knee Johnson: {spitting out beer} Ah damn, Lex! Not another PsYcho ConnectioN traitor! Man, this
sucks! Why is it that all the guys who sold out the P.C. get all the glory?
Frenchie Parker: Oh come off it, Knee! It doesn't matter anymore. That
all was so long ago it's unbelievable.
{cut to shot of the ring}
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing
first, from Hayward, California; weighing three-hundred thirty pounds... Assassin!
{cut to shot of the walkway}
Assassin comes out by himself in silence
with no music of any kind playing. He walks down the aisle in complete silence with only the roar of the crowd
accompanying him. He is wearing a black cape over himself which is whipping around which each of his steps.
{cut to shot of the ring}
Assassin enters and waits for his opponent.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Well, there's a guy who just never quits. He went from being one of the lowest ranked
guys in this entire federation to being one of the all time greats. No one thought he would make it this far, but
look at him now!
Knee Johnson: That's right, Lex, but he has one heck of an opponent! Here is a guy who has been here
from the humble beginnings of this fed! Heck, he's been here longer than me!
Frenchie Parker: Yep. The ANVIL is one heck of a competitor. You know,
I was still wrestling for this federation when he joined up. That was a long time ago.
Lex Victor: Yeah... weren't those the days?
{cut to shot of the walkway}
"Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns
'n' Roses blares over the P.A. as The ANVIL steps into the arena. The burly man is accompanied by his manager,
Miss Tracii. He raises his fists in the air and walks quickly to the ring.
{cut to shot of the ring}
ANVIL now enters the ring ready to fight.
He looks determined, yet something just doesn't seem the same about the way he is acting.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Man... ANVIL sure is acting like he lost an old friend or something. He doesn't look
the same in the ring.
Frenchie Parker: You're right, Lex. I wonder what's wrong with him?
Knee Johnson: I have no idea, man!
Lex Victor: Well, I think this match is about to get under way.
{ring}
The referee calls for the time keeper to
ring the bell and the match begins.
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Assassin vs The Anvil
6'-8", 330 lbs — 6'-1", 285
lbs
(One Fall Singles Match)
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{ring}
Assassin and ANVIL lock up right from
the start, and ANVIL gets behind Assassin and takes him down to the canvas. He locks on a reverse chin lock and
applies pressure, but Assassin is just too massive and too large to keep down with a hold like that. Assassin gets
back up on his feet with ANVIL trying to keep the hold on, but he is knocked down to the canvas.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Well, the veteran there is trying to get something going against Assassin who just isn't
letting him get anywhere.
Knee Johnson: Teach that traitor a lesson, ANVIL!
Frenchie Parker: Use more submission moves!
Lex Victor: ANVIL is back up now, but catches a drop kick to the chin! With three-hundred and thirty
pounds behind that, he isn't getting up right away.
{ring}
ANVIL is on the canvas holding his jaw
as Assassin picks him up and sets him up for a back suplex. He lifts ANVIL high off the canvas and drops him hard
on his back. Assassin then grapevines ANVIL's legs and applies a kind of STF hold while in that position.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Now there's an interesting hold! Looks pretty painful!
Frenchie Parker: The Assassin is a master of wrestling. He can brawl,
he can grapple, and he can even execute some tremedous high flying maneuvers! It's no wonder they call him the
Assassin!
Knee Johnson: It's also no wonder I call him a traitor!
Lex Victor: Well, there's Pelius of Clamorus standing at the entranceway. He's obvously keeping
an eye on Assassin.
{cut to shot of the walkway}
Pelius is standing by with his arms folded
across his chest looking on at the match.
{cut to shot of the ring}
Assassin finally lets go of the hold and
ANVIL is holding his back in pain. Assassin doesn't wait for him to get up as he picks ANVIL up himself and throws
him to the ropes. As ANVIL comes back, he catches three-hundred and thirty pounds of spinning heel kick to the
jaw. ANVIL is leveled and the crowd cheers. Assassin goes for a cover now, but only gets a two count.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: No one is going to stand after a move like that, but it was surprising ANVIL managed
to kick out after this. He's trying to prove something out here, but I don't know what.
Knee Johnson: He wants to show the world that no matter how good you
are, if you are a P.C. reject, you'll never amount to anything. I think Assassin's finding that out right now because
he can't put ANVIL away no matter how good he is!
Frenchie Parker: ANVIL still doesn't seem to be fighting the way he normally
does.
Lex Victor: He's been here a while. It's tough to keep up tremendous work over a long period of
time. He's had his moments, but tonight just isn't one of them.
Knee Johnson: Yeah! Niether was last week when Donovan finally avenged
his loss to him on that falls count anywhere match. That was the only clean pin against Donovan in his career,
but he avenged that last week right here on Danger Zone! The one you screwed over, Lex!
Lex Victor: I had my reasons, Knee! And look at that! ANVIL just caught Assassin with a spine buster!
He's going for a cover! One! Two! Nothing there.
{ring}
Assassin gets back up looking a bit shaken,
but he is clotheslined back down to the canvas. ANVIL then executes a standing elbow drop and connects with Assassin's
sternum. He then goes for a cover, but Assassin kicks out quick. ANVIL runs at him when he gets back up, but Assassin
catches him quick with a belly to belly suplex into a bridge. Only a two count from that, though. They both get
up quick and ANVIL turns around to try to face Assassin quick, but he has lost his focus which gives Assassin time
to execute a flying shoulder block and that levels ANVIL much to the delight of the crowd on hand.
{commentary}
Lex Victor: Look at this! This is amazing! Just when it looked like ANVIL was going to bring it
back, Assassin shattered his hopes and dreams! I think the end is near!
{ring}
ANVIL is staggering on his feet once again,
but he runs at Assassin who catches him and delivers an inverted atomic drop to the surprised ANVIL. Assassin knocks
him back to the canvas with another clothesline and the audience is on their feet.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: No way! Come on ANVIL! You can't let this P.C. reject
win!
Frenchie Parker: I don't think ANVIL has much of a choice right now.
Lex Victor: Well, ANVIL has still come back up on to his feet and is staggering around... oh no!
Assassin has just grabbed ANVIL by the throat! It's going to be the Superslam!
{ring}
Assassin lifts ANVIL high into the air
and smashes him into the canvas with a chokeslam. He then goes for a cover.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: One... twooo... NOOOOOO!
{ring}
Ring Announcer: Here is your winner... Assassin!
The audience cheers as the announcement
is made and Assassin's arm is raised in victory. ANVIL is back up on his feet, and Assassin walks over to him and
offers his hand. ANVIL hessitates for a moment, then grasps it in a firm handshake of respect. Assassin then leaves
the ring.
{cut to shot of the walkway}
Assassin then joins Pelius of Clamorus
and they talk for a bit, then leave the arena and the fans are still cheering loudly.
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Assassin by Pin via Superslam
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{cut to shot of the ring}
ANVIL is standing in the ring with a bit
of a sad look on his face. In his hand he is holding a microphone and looks to be about ready to say something.
The ANVIL: Listen up, everyone. There's something I want to say to you.
The crowd quiets down as The ANVIL makes
this demand.
{commentary}
Knee Johnson: I wonder what this is all about?
Lex Victor: Maybe he'll shed some light on why he has been acting so strangely.
{ring}
The ANVIL: God knows that I've been a part of this organization for longer than anybody. I've
also given the CNWF the best that I had to offer. In my career, I've set the standard by which the rest of the
CNWF fighters who have come after me have had to measure up to. I've never backed away from challenges either,
whether it be Kain Piller, Malibu Donovan or anybody else. But a time comes in every man's life when he isn't content
with the same old thing every day. I've got things to do with the rest of my life and fighting all the time doesn't
really get me off anymore. I will not apologize for the things I've done in my career because I still stand by
all my convictions, but I know that turning my back on the very fans who made me who I am was wrong. Remember me
for who I am... The ANVIL. The same man who kicked the crap outta nearly every wrestler who ever got in the ring
with me. This was my last match... I officially retire. Thank you.
"Welcome To The Jungle" by Guns
N Roses begins to play. With a tear in his eye The ANVIL raises his fists into the air, for probably the last time,
to a loud respectful response from the fans, as he steps out of the ring.
{cut to walkway shot following The ANVIL}
ANVIL and Miss Tracii make their way out
of the arena.
{cut to shot of the commentary table}
Lex Victor: {with a touch of sadness} Well, I never expected that. I know a lot of wrestlers never
really respected the ANVIL for his ability, but you have to respect his persistence. He's been with the federation
since day one. DAY ONE, guys! Only one other wrestler who has been here since about that time who is still here
is Heartbreak Kris, but ANVIL joined a few days earler. He had some interesting encounters with Evil Lord Pelius,
and at the height of his career he pulled off a win over Malibu Mike Donovan! It was no easy task, but he pulled
it off in what has gone down in history as probably one of the greatest matches ever in this federation, and certainly
one of the greatest falls count anywhere matches of all time. We have come a long ways since those humble beginnings
and things have changed a lot. ANVIL lost popularity and he also was losing his ring savvy. It all boiled down
to his last match possibly ever right here tonight on Danger Zone. ANVIL, I want you to know that the CNWF²
wishes you luck in whatever you do. You have been a true friend to the company and maybe we will be able to do
business again some day. Only one man has been here longer than you, and that's me. Good luck, ANVIL.
{cut to a commercial } CNWF²