Post by Packer on Jun 15, 2008 6:40:44 GMT
Lights dim, "Gravel Road" by Clutch plays and Levi bursts through the curtains with both arms raised and lets out a huge "DOOOOOSH!!!". He waves his trucker cap in the air a few times, then makes his way down to the ring interacting with the fans. Levi steps into the ring. He wears a sleeveless Western shirt and blue jeans. He carries a title belt in each hand. Levi leans against the ropes, staring at the entrance as the crowd roars.
Webber: It's main event time here in Baghdad!! But we got a fight backstage between Rogers and the Shiek!! Levis in the ring and This one is going to be a real battle of the bulls, with almost eight hundred pounds of big brawler in the ring.
Heidi: And here he is! Levi Watts, the number one contender, Hardkore America Tag Team champion and Hardkore Britain Grand Champion, and the very next Hardkore South champion.
Salazar: Biased much?
Rip it Up by 28 Days hits and the 400 pound plus Centre of Attention, Paul Soutter, swaggers his way down to the ring. He is wearing a House of Pain t-shirt under one of his many Hawaiian Shirts, as well as a pair of jeans. He carries the Hardkore South heavyweight title with him. The military crowd hurls insults at him, and Soutter just gives each side of the arena a one-finger salute. He steps into the ring and stares down Levi. His eyes not leaving the Hellbilly, he reluctantly hands the title to special guest referee Adam Haven, who holds it up.
Webber: And let's not forget about the guest ref, Adam Haven. He has quite the history with Soutter, and that might be all the difference in this match.
Gregory: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Bunkhouse Rules match for the Hardkore South Heavyweight Title! This is your main event of the evening.
[Main event pop!]
Webber: For you young'uns, that means come-as-you-are, and absolutely no rules.
Gregory: Your referee in charge of the bout when the action begins is Adam Haven.
[Mixed pop for the guest referee.]
Gregory: Introducing first, the challenger. From Boone County, West Virginia. Weighing in at 360 pounds. LEVI WATTS!
["DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!" goes the crowd.]
Gregory: And introducing his opponent. From Melbourne, Australia. Weighing in at 428 pounds. He is the reigning, defending Hardkore South Heavyweight champion... PAUL SOUTTER!
["BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" this time.
Adam Haven checks both men for weapons, and instructs them to fight clean. Soutter just rolls his eyes. Haven signals for the bell. Soutter and Levi circle like caged animals. Soutter stops and opens his arms, making a "come get me" motion. Watts obliges, charging him with a shoulder tackle. Levi ploughs into Paul, but the Aussie manages to stand his ground. Levi then backs off, making the same gesture. This time it's Soutter who charges Levi, and similarly makes little headway.]
Webber: These two aren't going anywhere!
Heidi: They just want to know which one of them is the strongest.
[Hunching down into typical wrestler stances, they lock up. Grunting and straining, Soutter and Levi stumble around the ring, each trying to push each other back and win the test of strength. Just when one starts pushing, the other will come back and shove them back towards the middle. Finally, Soutter gains the advantage with a covert rake to the eyes and shoves Levi into the corner. Adam Haven yells at Soutter to stay away from the eyes.]
Frank: And Soutter proves that he's the stronger of the two big men!
Heidi: More like the cheapest.
Frank: Heidi, are you suggesting that Paul Soutter's tactics are not completely honest.
[Soutter gloats, until an angry Levi nails him with a right hand. Soutter roars and retaliates, and soon the two are trading wild punches. The soldiers in the stands roar with enthusiasm as the two big men go tooth and nail.]
Webber: We knew it was going to break down into this eventually!
Heidi: Soutter and Levi back in forth, like they were in a bar brawl.
[Levi stuns Soutter with a big one to the chin, and rushes off the nearest rope to hit him with a super-stiff clothesline. However Soutter doesn't fall, and instead retaliates with a spinebuster. The champion quickly hooks the leg.]
Frank: Soutterbuster and a pin attempt.
Heidi: Soutter doesn't have very creative move names, does he?
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
Webber: Levi Watts gets the shoulder up. It's going to take a lot more than that to put him away.
[Soutter pulls up Levi by the hair and smashes his head into the nearest turnbuckle. Levi just turns around and smacks Soutter in the jaw with a forearm shot. He throws another big punch, forcing the champion back. Levi then spins Soutter around and levels him with a stiff as hell lariat to the back of the head! Levi yells "DOOOOSH!" as he does so. He manages to turn the 400+-pound Soutter over and cover.]
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
kickout!
Heidi: That one mighta knocked Soutter out, but Levi had to waste time turning the fat man over.
Webber: So far Adam Haven has been right down the middle... his count seemed the same for both competitors.
Frank: Bah. I'm still worried about him being biased.
[Levi stands by in wait as Soutter gets to all four. Levi then unloads with a series of knee lifts right to the stomach of Soutter. However, Soutter grabs ahold of Watts' burly beard and uses it to pull himself up, launching a big European uppercut into the jaw of the challenger. He whips Levi into the ropes and on the return hits him with a big right and puts him into an abdominal stretch. Soutter uses his free hand to wail away at the chest of Levi Watts.]
Heidi: Wow, I didn't think we'd see a submission hold in this match.
Webber: It's pretty much just a way for Soutter to hold Levi in place so that he can hit him.
[Indeed, it doesn't seem to be that tight as Watts slips out of the hold and fires back with his own body shots. He whips Soutter into the nearest turnbuckle chest first. As the champion stumbles out, Levi comes off the opposite ropes with a huge cry of "DOOOOSH!" and raises his fists, with a huge face pop behind him. But at the last second Soutter ducks and pulls the rope down, sending a charging Levi Watts over the top rope and down to the floor.]
Webber: Levi went for his patented Bull Axe Bomber there, but it was too early and it got countered.
Heidi: It may be a bit premature, but you know Levi's thinking about strategy even less than usual tonight. After everything that's happened between him and Soutter, he just wants to beat the crap out of that fat Aussie.
Frank: Wait a minute... Soutter's stepping out on the apron... please don't tell me....
[To everyone's shock Soutter takes a deep breath jumps from the apron in what has to be the world's ugliest suicide dive. However, he takes a bit too long to do it, as Levi Watts stumbles out of the way and Soutter crashes through the barricade into the stands.]
Webber: Soutter flies! Never thought I'd say those words.
Heidi: And crashes and burns!
[Levi heads over to the announce table and grabs one of the monitors off of it.]
Frank: Hey! That's my monitor!
[As Soutter gets to a knee in the stands, Levi steps through the broken barricade and blasts Soutter with the monitor! Soutter falls back down, staggered, as blood begins to leak from his forehead. Watts just stomps away at the prone form of Paul Soutter, as the crowd all around him chant "LE-VI LE-VI".]
Frank: Paul Soutter's in a bad spot right now.
Heidi: He's getting the shit stampede out of him right in front of all those soldiers he insulted earlier.
[All of a sudden James Fierce emerges from the audience, brandishing a chair. As he approaches behind Levi, the soldiers shout warnings at the challenger. Watts turns around just in time to get caught in the face by the chair. HUGE HEEL POP!]
Webber: James Fierce, from out of nowhere! Turning the tables on Levi, and now it's a two-on-one.
Heidi: Well, we knew Fierce would get involved eventually.
Frank: This just shows the intelligence of the KGB.
[Soutter and Fierce both grab an arm and, with a mighty heave, toss Levi into a bank of chairs. The spectators barely have time to scramble out of them before the 360-pound Southerner crashes into the chairs face first. Adam Haven jumps in front of James Fierce, ordering him back. Fierce tries to shove past him, but Haven grabs onto him.]
Frank: Get Haven out of there! He's protecting Levi!
Heidi: Adam Haven's just trying to keep this a fair fight.
[Soutter smashes Levi over the head again with a chair. Now Watts is busted open, blood beginning to spread from the back of his head. On the other hand, tendrils of blood have spread over Soutter's face. Fierce tosses Paul his trademark motorcycle chain, which Soutter easily catches and wraps around his fist. Grinning sadistically, Soutter swings with the chain-wrapped fist...
...but Levi Watts ducks under it and hits Soutter with a huge spear, driving him back several feet into the crowd! As they fight, several of the troops slap Levi on the back proudly and a few throw punches at Soutter.]
Webber: Levi's coming back! Big spear from the challenger.
Frank: Hey, get those army guys off of the champ.
Webber: I'm sure Haven would do that, but he's preoccupied with Fierce right now.
Heidi: But help is on the way!
[The crowd pops as the American Freebear comes out from the entrance ramp and immediately rushes James Fierce. He peels the KGB member away from Haven and drills him with a big right hand. The two then begin fighting into the stands.
Meanwhile, the actual match is still going on. Levi Watts tries to lift up Soutter for one of his power moves, but the Aussie is firmly staying put. Soutter reverses the situation and tries to lift up Levi, but also can't do it.]
Webber: And it looks like neither of these men is able to lift the others' massive weights. That'll require both of them to change their game plans, as they're used to having a huge size advantage.
Heidi: We're talking about game plans when both of them are gushing blood?
[Levi stomps on the back of Soutter's ankle, forcing the champion down to his hands and knees. Levi then grabs Paul by the back of the head and delivers the stiffest punch you ever did see to his face. Soutter's eyes roll into the back of his head and he slumps over.]
Webber: Soutter's out! But Levi needs to bring him back into the ring before he can pin him.
Heidi: It looks like he's not done dishing out the punishment though.
[Levi Watts pulls up his opponent by the hair and pulls him to ringside. He then picks up the segment of guardrail that Soutter crashed through and, with a mighty "DOOOOOSH!” drives it down across the back of Paul Soutter! Grinning madly even as blood begins to cross his mouth, Levi whips Soutter into the ring steps, which move several feet as the fat man collides into them.]
"HARD-KORE SOUTH! HARD-KORE SOUTH! HARD-KORE SOUTH!"
Heidi: Levi Watts is giving these soldiers what they paid for... a world-class ass-kicking for a certain fat Aussie. Wait, did they pay for it? Is this one of those benefit things?
Frank: Hey, as long as I get paid.
[Levi goes to roll Soutter into the ring, but the champ counters by shoving Watts' head into the apron. Soutter lifts up the moved stairs and, with a loud yell, rushes Soutter and smashes the steps into his head. Paul Soutter rolls Levi into the ring and scrambles over to make a cover.]
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
Webber: Levi kicks out! But neither man looks like they can go much longer.
[Indeed, both wrestlers are spouting crimson masks, and cut in multiple places. They both stagger to their feet. Soutter throws a right, but Levi ducks and tosses a lariat that knocks Soutter to his knees. He runs off the rope, rears back, and screams back as he delivers an ear-splitting kick to the chest.]
Webber: The Rebel Yell kick! Look at the legprint that left on Soutter's chest.
Heidi: And the cover! This could be it.
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
kickout!
[Watts exhaustedly pulls up Soutter. In the distance, we can see Freebear and Fierce still fighting through the crowd. Soutter stumbles towards Levi. Levi catches him and, with a truly heroic "DOOOOOOOOSH!" pulls all 400 pounds of Soutter up into the air and drops him with a Boone Country Drop!]
Heidi: He finally got him up! BOONE COUNTY DROP!
Frank: No!
Webber: That took a lot out of him... both men laying there. Watts needs to capitalize.
Heidi: He drapes an arm across Soutter!
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
3-no!
Frank: YES! Soutter got the shoulder up at two and three-quarters.
[Levi stands up and sits in wait. James Fierce manages to break away from Freebear and hop up on the apron. Watts turns around and knocks him back off with a right hand. But when he turns around Soutter is waiting, taking him down with a Soutter Spear!]
Frank: SOUTTER SPEAR! It's over!
Webber: And the cover!
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
Webber: Levi gets his foot on the ropes!
[Soutter rolls out of the ring and pulls out a chair from under the ring. He steps in again, looking to strike, but Adam Haven rips the chair out of his hands! Soutter shouts at Haven, who just rears back with the chair.]
Frank: No! I knew it! Haven did this whole thing to get revenge on Soutter, and now that he's about to win, Haven's going to cost him in the match! Damnit, this isn't fair! Soutter's getting screwed!
[Soutter cowers back in fear as Haven brandishes the chair...
...and then turns around and smacks a kneeling Levi Watts in the face. HEEL POP!]
Heidi: Wait a minute! He hit Levi!
Frank: Good, Haven has some sense.
[Haven hands Soutter the chair, and the champion grins and brings down the chair on Levi's skull. Haven then pulls Watts into position and drills him into the mat with a Haven DDT. On the outside, James Fierce holds the American Freebear back from interfering. Soutter makes a cover.]
Webber: What the hell is going on here?
Ref. Adam Haven: 1-2-3!
Gregory: Er... your winner, and still Hardkore South Heavyweight Champion... PAUL SOUTTER!
Webber: That's the fastest count I've ever heard.
Frank: Well, that's settled it. Soutter has gone toe-to-toe with Levi Watts and proven himself superior.
Heidi: Bullshit! Levi got screwed!
Webber: It's main event time here in Baghdad!! But we got a fight backstage between Rogers and the Shiek!! Levis in the ring and This one is going to be a real battle of the bulls, with almost eight hundred pounds of big brawler in the ring.
Heidi: And here he is! Levi Watts, the number one contender, Hardkore America Tag Team champion and Hardkore Britain Grand Champion, and the very next Hardkore South champion.
Salazar: Biased much?
Rip it Up by 28 Days hits and the 400 pound plus Centre of Attention, Paul Soutter, swaggers his way down to the ring. He is wearing a House of Pain t-shirt under one of his many Hawaiian Shirts, as well as a pair of jeans. He carries the Hardkore South heavyweight title with him. The military crowd hurls insults at him, and Soutter just gives each side of the arena a one-finger salute. He steps into the ring and stares down Levi. His eyes not leaving the Hellbilly, he reluctantly hands the title to special guest referee Adam Haven, who holds it up.
Webber: And let's not forget about the guest ref, Adam Haven. He has quite the history with Soutter, and that might be all the difference in this match.
Gregory: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Bunkhouse Rules match for the Hardkore South Heavyweight Title! This is your main event of the evening.
[Main event pop!]
Webber: For you young'uns, that means come-as-you-are, and absolutely no rules.
Gregory: Your referee in charge of the bout when the action begins is Adam Haven.
[Mixed pop for the guest referee.]
Gregory: Introducing first, the challenger. From Boone County, West Virginia. Weighing in at 360 pounds. LEVI WATTS!
["DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!" goes the crowd.]
Gregory: And introducing his opponent. From Melbourne, Australia. Weighing in at 428 pounds. He is the reigning, defending Hardkore South Heavyweight champion... PAUL SOUTTER!
["BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" this time.
Adam Haven checks both men for weapons, and instructs them to fight clean. Soutter just rolls his eyes. Haven signals for the bell. Soutter and Levi circle like caged animals. Soutter stops and opens his arms, making a "come get me" motion. Watts obliges, charging him with a shoulder tackle. Levi ploughs into Paul, but the Aussie manages to stand his ground. Levi then backs off, making the same gesture. This time it's Soutter who charges Levi, and similarly makes little headway.]
Webber: These two aren't going anywhere!
Heidi: They just want to know which one of them is the strongest.
[Hunching down into typical wrestler stances, they lock up. Grunting and straining, Soutter and Levi stumble around the ring, each trying to push each other back and win the test of strength. Just when one starts pushing, the other will come back and shove them back towards the middle. Finally, Soutter gains the advantage with a covert rake to the eyes and shoves Levi into the corner. Adam Haven yells at Soutter to stay away from the eyes.]
Frank: And Soutter proves that he's the stronger of the two big men!
Heidi: More like the cheapest.
Frank: Heidi, are you suggesting that Paul Soutter's tactics are not completely honest.
[Soutter gloats, until an angry Levi nails him with a right hand. Soutter roars and retaliates, and soon the two are trading wild punches. The soldiers in the stands roar with enthusiasm as the two big men go tooth and nail.]
Webber: We knew it was going to break down into this eventually!
Heidi: Soutter and Levi back in forth, like they were in a bar brawl.
[Levi stuns Soutter with a big one to the chin, and rushes off the nearest rope to hit him with a super-stiff clothesline. However Soutter doesn't fall, and instead retaliates with a spinebuster. The champion quickly hooks the leg.]
Frank: Soutterbuster and a pin attempt.
Heidi: Soutter doesn't have very creative move names, does he?
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
Webber: Levi Watts gets the shoulder up. It's going to take a lot more than that to put him away.
[Soutter pulls up Levi by the hair and smashes his head into the nearest turnbuckle. Levi just turns around and smacks Soutter in the jaw with a forearm shot. He throws another big punch, forcing the champion back. Levi then spins Soutter around and levels him with a stiff as hell lariat to the back of the head! Levi yells "DOOOOSH!" as he does so. He manages to turn the 400+-pound Soutter over and cover.]
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
kickout!
Heidi: That one mighta knocked Soutter out, but Levi had to waste time turning the fat man over.
Webber: So far Adam Haven has been right down the middle... his count seemed the same for both competitors.
Frank: Bah. I'm still worried about him being biased.
[Levi stands by in wait as Soutter gets to all four. Levi then unloads with a series of knee lifts right to the stomach of Soutter. However, Soutter grabs ahold of Watts' burly beard and uses it to pull himself up, launching a big European uppercut into the jaw of the challenger. He whips Levi into the ropes and on the return hits him with a big right and puts him into an abdominal stretch. Soutter uses his free hand to wail away at the chest of Levi Watts.]
Heidi: Wow, I didn't think we'd see a submission hold in this match.
Webber: It's pretty much just a way for Soutter to hold Levi in place so that he can hit him.
[Indeed, it doesn't seem to be that tight as Watts slips out of the hold and fires back with his own body shots. He whips Soutter into the nearest turnbuckle chest first. As the champion stumbles out, Levi comes off the opposite ropes with a huge cry of "DOOOOSH!" and raises his fists, with a huge face pop behind him. But at the last second Soutter ducks and pulls the rope down, sending a charging Levi Watts over the top rope and down to the floor.]
Webber: Levi went for his patented Bull Axe Bomber there, but it was too early and it got countered.
Heidi: It may be a bit premature, but you know Levi's thinking about strategy even less than usual tonight. After everything that's happened between him and Soutter, he just wants to beat the crap out of that fat Aussie.
Frank: Wait a minute... Soutter's stepping out on the apron... please don't tell me....
[To everyone's shock Soutter takes a deep breath jumps from the apron in what has to be the world's ugliest suicide dive. However, he takes a bit too long to do it, as Levi Watts stumbles out of the way and Soutter crashes through the barricade into the stands.]
Webber: Soutter flies! Never thought I'd say those words.
Heidi: And crashes and burns!
[Levi heads over to the announce table and grabs one of the monitors off of it.]
Frank: Hey! That's my monitor!
[As Soutter gets to a knee in the stands, Levi steps through the broken barricade and blasts Soutter with the monitor! Soutter falls back down, staggered, as blood begins to leak from his forehead. Watts just stomps away at the prone form of Paul Soutter, as the crowd all around him chant "LE-VI LE-VI".]
Frank: Paul Soutter's in a bad spot right now.
Heidi: He's getting the shit stampede out of him right in front of all those soldiers he insulted earlier.
[All of a sudden James Fierce emerges from the audience, brandishing a chair. As he approaches behind Levi, the soldiers shout warnings at the challenger. Watts turns around just in time to get caught in the face by the chair. HUGE HEEL POP!]
Webber: James Fierce, from out of nowhere! Turning the tables on Levi, and now it's a two-on-one.
Heidi: Well, we knew Fierce would get involved eventually.
Frank: This just shows the intelligence of the KGB.
[Soutter and Fierce both grab an arm and, with a mighty heave, toss Levi into a bank of chairs. The spectators barely have time to scramble out of them before the 360-pound Southerner crashes into the chairs face first. Adam Haven jumps in front of James Fierce, ordering him back. Fierce tries to shove past him, but Haven grabs onto him.]
Frank: Get Haven out of there! He's protecting Levi!
Heidi: Adam Haven's just trying to keep this a fair fight.
[Soutter smashes Levi over the head again with a chair. Now Watts is busted open, blood beginning to spread from the back of his head. On the other hand, tendrils of blood have spread over Soutter's face. Fierce tosses Paul his trademark motorcycle chain, which Soutter easily catches and wraps around his fist. Grinning sadistically, Soutter swings with the chain-wrapped fist...
...but Levi Watts ducks under it and hits Soutter with a huge spear, driving him back several feet into the crowd! As they fight, several of the troops slap Levi on the back proudly and a few throw punches at Soutter.]
Webber: Levi's coming back! Big spear from the challenger.
Frank: Hey, get those army guys off of the champ.
Webber: I'm sure Haven would do that, but he's preoccupied with Fierce right now.
Heidi: But help is on the way!
[The crowd pops as the American Freebear comes out from the entrance ramp and immediately rushes James Fierce. He peels the KGB member away from Haven and drills him with a big right hand. The two then begin fighting into the stands.
Meanwhile, the actual match is still going on. Levi Watts tries to lift up Soutter for one of his power moves, but the Aussie is firmly staying put. Soutter reverses the situation and tries to lift up Levi, but also can't do it.]
Webber: And it looks like neither of these men is able to lift the others' massive weights. That'll require both of them to change their game plans, as they're used to having a huge size advantage.
Heidi: We're talking about game plans when both of them are gushing blood?
[Levi stomps on the back of Soutter's ankle, forcing the champion down to his hands and knees. Levi then grabs Paul by the back of the head and delivers the stiffest punch you ever did see to his face. Soutter's eyes roll into the back of his head and he slumps over.]
Webber: Soutter's out! But Levi needs to bring him back into the ring before he can pin him.
Heidi: It looks like he's not done dishing out the punishment though.
[Levi Watts pulls up his opponent by the hair and pulls him to ringside. He then picks up the segment of guardrail that Soutter crashed through and, with a mighty "DOOOOOSH!” drives it down across the back of Paul Soutter! Grinning madly even as blood begins to cross his mouth, Levi whips Soutter into the ring steps, which move several feet as the fat man collides into them.]
"HARD-KORE SOUTH! HARD-KORE SOUTH! HARD-KORE SOUTH!"
Heidi: Levi Watts is giving these soldiers what they paid for... a world-class ass-kicking for a certain fat Aussie. Wait, did they pay for it? Is this one of those benefit things?
Frank: Hey, as long as I get paid.
[Levi goes to roll Soutter into the ring, but the champ counters by shoving Watts' head into the apron. Soutter lifts up the moved stairs and, with a loud yell, rushes Soutter and smashes the steps into his head. Paul Soutter rolls Levi into the ring and scrambles over to make a cover.]
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
Webber: Levi kicks out! But neither man looks like they can go much longer.
[Indeed, both wrestlers are spouting crimson masks, and cut in multiple places. They both stagger to their feet. Soutter throws a right, but Levi ducks and tosses a lariat that knocks Soutter to his knees. He runs off the rope, rears back, and screams back as he delivers an ear-splitting kick to the chest.]
Webber: The Rebel Yell kick! Look at the legprint that left on Soutter's chest.
Heidi: And the cover! This could be it.
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
kickout!
[Watts exhaustedly pulls up Soutter. In the distance, we can see Freebear and Fierce still fighting through the crowd. Soutter stumbles towards Levi. Levi catches him and, with a truly heroic "DOOOOOOOOSH!" pulls all 400 pounds of Soutter up into the air and drops him with a Boone Country Drop!]
Heidi: He finally got him up! BOONE COUNTY DROP!
Frank: No!
Webber: That took a lot out of him... both men laying there. Watts needs to capitalize.
Heidi: He drapes an arm across Soutter!
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
3-no!
Frank: YES! Soutter got the shoulder up at two and three-quarters.
[Levi stands up and sits in wait. James Fierce manages to break away from Freebear and hop up on the apron. Watts turns around and knocks him back off with a right hand. But when he turns around Soutter is waiting, taking him down with a Soutter Spear!]
Frank: SOUTTER SPEAR! It's over!
Webber: And the cover!
Ref. Adam Haven:
1...
2...
Webber: Levi gets his foot on the ropes!
[Soutter rolls out of the ring and pulls out a chair from under the ring. He steps in again, looking to strike, but Adam Haven rips the chair out of his hands! Soutter shouts at Haven, who just rears back with the chair.]
Frank: No! I knew it! Haven did this whole thing to get revenge on Soutter, and now that he's about to win, Haven's going to cost him in the match! Damnit, this isn't fair! Soutter's getting screwed!
[Soutter cowers back in fear as Haven brandishes the chair...
...and then turns around and smacks a kneeling Levi Watts in the face. HEEL POP!]
Heidi: Wait a minute! He hit Levi!
Frank: Good, Haven has some sense.
[Haven hands Soutter the chair, and the champion grins and brings down the chair on Levi's skull. Haven then pulls Watts into position and drills him into the mat with a Haven DDT. On the outside, James Fierce holds the American Freebear back from interfering. Soutter makes a cover.]
Webber: What the hell is going on here?
Ref. Adam Haven: 1-2-3!
Gregory: Er... your winner, and still Hardkore South Heavyweight Champion... PAUL SOUTTER!
Webber: That's the fastest count I've ever heard.
Frank: Well, that's settled it. Soutter has gone toe-to-toe with Levi Watts and proven himself superior.
Heidi: Bullshit! Levi got screwed!