BB:  What a match between Karelin and GUNS!  There is one   
match left in this IRONMAN OF CHAMPIONS.  Let me set up a   
little of the history for any of you fans who might be new  
to the CSWA.  Mickey Benedict and Mark Windham have a long  
history of hating each other over the past years.  More     
recently their feud heated up.  At Labor Day Layout '94 in  
September 1994, the whole world waited to see the matchup   
between Mark Windham and Hornet for the Unified Title.  It  
was mandated that there must be a winner.  Hornet was       
trying regain his title, while the newly crowned Unified    
Champ Windham was trying to keep it.  Throughout 1994,      
Windham had been acting a little 'strangely', sneak         
attacking anyone and everyone he decided to.  That prompted 
many, especially Mickey Benedict to call Mark "The Living   
Psycho," rather than "The Living Legend."                   
   At Labor Day Layout, it all came down to the last fall   
of the match.  Mickey Benedict was at the commentators      
table helping call the match.  During his play-by-play he   
inadvertently let the words "The Living Psycho" come out of 
his mouth.  Windham, who seemed to have the match under     
control with Hornet down on the mat, went to the ring apron 
to yell at Benedict.  He hoisted Benedict up to the apron   
by his necktie and began yelling at him.  Benedict, in      
trying to get away, used the microphone in his hand to pop  
Windham in the head.  At the same time, Hornet, unaware of  
what had happened, rolled Windham up and got the win and    
the Unified World Title.                                    
   That set up a meeting between the two at Winter's        
Warriors VI earlier this year.  The feud escalated.         
Windham attacked Benedict during press conferences, in the  
locker room.  Finally, the two men signed a match.  An      
electrified steel cage match with Mickey's career versus    
Windham's nickname, "The Living Legend."  As an added       
stipulation, Windham had to pin Mickey in under ten         
minutes....with one arm tied behind his back.               
   The match was all Windham.  But Mickey held on just past 
the ten minute mark, thus getting the win.  But while       
Mickey may have won the match and the nickname, he did      
indeed lose his career.  Mark Windham whipped Benedict      
across the ring and into the electrified steel cage, where  
Mickey was electrocuted.                                    
   Since that match, both men have been brooding.  Windham  
has hardly wrestled except in tag team matches, and         
Benedict has been silent.  Until just two weeks ago.        
Mickey Benedict, now out of the hospital, but still in a    
wheelchair, called a press conference to challenge Windham  
to one final match.  Benedict put the one thing he had to   
offer on the table, the title of "The Living Legend."       
Windham couldn't refuse the challenge, and Mickey knew it.  
Since Mickey can't wrestle, he devised the "Mickey's        
Challenge" match.  Benedict has been authorized by the CSWA 
to choose ANY wrestler under its purview.  Mark Windham     
will have to wrestle whoever Mickey chooses if he wants to  
get his nickname back.  And for Windham, his nickname truly 
IS his career.  It took him quite a while to establish his  
dominance and become known as "The Living Legend."  He's    
ready, for the first time in a long while, to go all out to 
win this match.  When we return, Mickey Benedict makes his  
challenge!                                                  
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RJ:  Fans, this one of tonight's MAIN EVENTS.  Now making   
his way down to the ring, accompanied by CSWA security,     
here is "THE LIVING LEGEND" MICKEY BENEDICT!                
                                                            
SB:  Ah, just the way I always wanted to see Benedict, in a 
wheelchair.                                                 
                                                            
BB:  That's cruel, Sammy.                                   
                                                            
SB:  And?                                                   
                                                            
BB:  Mickey is being wheeled into the ring by CSWA          
security.  They'll have to lift his wheelchair over the     
ropes to get him in to make his announcement.               
                                                            
SB:  And they better be ready to lift him out quickly,      
because if Windham gets close enough to get his hands on    
Benedict, he may end up even worse off than he is now!      
Benedict is lucky that he may be able to walk again one     
day.  Windham could have done much worse than that          
electrified steel cage, and he still could.                 
                                                            
BB:  You're probably right.  Windham wants his wrestling    
career back again, and the only way he can do that is to be 
"The Living Legend."  Here's Benedict with his announcement!
                                                            
MB:  Well wrestling fans, I guess you're wondering why an   
old washed up former wrestler is back out here.  I guess    
you're wondering why I've bothered to be involved in the    
wrestling world anymore now that I can't even walk.  I      
should be enjoying my retirement.  I should be doing        
endorsements, public speaking engagements, maybe even       
running for political office, right?  Wrong.  I'm here for  
one reason and one reason only, because I can't rest until  
I pay back all the debts I owe.  And I've only got one debt 
outstanding, folks.  One man that I owe quite a lot to.     
That man is Mark Windham.  Notice I didn't say "The Living  
Legend."  Because that's not what he is.  He never was, and 
he never will be again.  Mark Windham's career is washed    
up.  He'll never again be what he was:  the Unified         
Champion, the four-time US Champion.  From now until        
forever, he'll only be remembered as the man who snapped    
under the pressure, the man known as "The Living Psycho."   
Tonight I'm going paid the debt I owe Mark Windham in full. 
I owe him for stealing the National Championship from me    
years ago.  I owe him for helping destroy my relationship   
with my one true love.  I owe him for finally ending my     
career, and for costing me my legs.  I owe him for forcing  
me to find out what it means to be an invalid, to have to   
have someone come and change your bedpan every day...       
                                                            
SB:  Good Lord, someone stop him!  And please, nobody give  
that man a drink!                                           
                                                            
MB:  So, Mark, come on out, come see what surprise I have   
in store for you, because I want to see the smile wiped off 
your face.  I want to see the horror on your face when I    
tell you who is going to be responsible for ending your     
career.                                                     
                                                            
BB:  The dressing room curtain is pulled back, and there is 
MARK WINDHAM!!  The crowd here is on its feet, they are     
ready to see Windham in singles action for the first time   
in quite a while!  Windham just stands outside that curtain.  
And now he's slowly walking towards the ring.  Slowly advancing     
toward where Mickey Benedict sits.  Security blocks his way 
when he gets about halfway down.                            
                                                            
SB:  They know he wants a piece of Mickey's hide!           
                                                            
MB:  Well, Mark, here we are again.  One more time in the   
ring.  I'm sorry I won't be able to be there in person.     
But I think you'll find my replacement a worthy opponent.   
                                                            
MW:  Get on with it, Mickey.  Let's go so I can show you    
what a worthless piece of trash your life has always been.  
                                                            
MB:  You won't be saying that when your career has been     
ended after tonight.                                        
                                                            
MW:  You have about as much chance of ending my career as I 
do of getting rid of your hemmorroids, Mickey.  And let me  
make it clear that I have no intentions of putting my hands 
anywhere in the vicinity of your stinking hemmorroids!      
                                                            
MB:  Joke all you want to, my young little psychopath       
friend, but I think it's time to introduce you to your      
competition.                                                
                                                            
MW:  Do you think so really?  Now that you've bored half    
the free world with your little diatribe?  Get on with it.  
                                                            
MB:  Patience, patience.  You know, when I was thinking of  
who to send against you, quite a few names came quickly to  
mind.  Hornet was first of course.  I'd love to see you two 
try and kill each other again, but unfortunately you're not 
having a little spat, so that was no good.  Then of course, 
there was some of the newer talent in the CSWA:  GUNS,      
Karelin, etc.  Either of them would have been a good        
choice, but still, they didn't have what I was looking for. 
Then I thought of Bonecrusher, the man who dislocated your  
shoulder.  But you've lost your fear of him, so again, no   
fun for me.  The same is true for HEAT, who took your US    
Title.  That brought me to Safari Sakan and Terminator, the 
other two men to beat your cleanly for that US Title you    
coveted so much.  But they're both washed up and out of     
wrestling.  Joey Melton was a thought, but again, you've    
faced and defeated him too much.  I even toyed with the     
idea of sending Junior Hornet against you.  I thought of my 
own two sons, but since I'm speaking to them, they were bad 
choices.  That narrowed it down to just two men.  You must  
know who I'm thinking of, Mark.  Surely you've thought of   
all the possibilities and you know what could happen.  The  
first of my last two choices was eliminated because of his  
schedule.  I decided that since Steven Flair was wrestling  
five matches tonight, he simply wouldn't be able to take    
you.  That left one man, one man who I know has the talent  
to beat you.  One man that you don't want to have to face.  
A man who has had plenty of time to rest up.  But more      
importantly, a man who you don't want to have to betray.    
Has everyone guessed yet?  Let's bring him out, Mark.       
Here is your challenge, here is the man who will keep your  
from becoming "The Living Legend."  Send him out boys.      
Send out "THE MUPPET KID" TIMMY WINDHAM!!!!                 

(The crowd gasps collectively)                              
(Mickey laughs)                                             
                                                            
MW:  I'll get you for this Mickey.  You'll pay for this.    
                                                            
BB:  Timmy Windham comes out of the opposite dressing room  
as CSWA security lifts Benedict out of the ring to take him 
to his seat where he can watch the action.  Do you see the  
look on Timmy's face, Sammy?  The kid is in shock!  This is 
the last thing he ever wanted to have to do.                
                                                            
SB:  But he's gotta do it, Buckley, or he'll face a         
suspension from the CSWA.                                   
                                                            
BB:  I don't think that's his major concern right now,      
Sammy.  The real question is:  Is Mark Windham willing to   
trade his brother's love and trust to regain his nickname?  
I don't think so.                                           
                                                            
SB:  You might be surprised, Buckley.                       
                                                            
BB:  Both of the Windham brothers are climbing into the     
ring.  Mark is yelling something at Ben Worthington.  He    
points at Timmy's neck.  Timmy Windham was not scheduled to 
officially return to CSWA action until next week.  He       
suffered a serious neck injury at the hands of his former   
partner The Mexican Muppet/El Nino, an injury that was hurt 
again by the Eliminator during the last EN World            
Championship Tournament.  Timmy is certainly not 100%, and  
that neck could easily be reinjured.                        
                                                            
SB:  You've got to hand it to Benedict.  I always thought   
he was crazy, but I guess he's just crazy like a fox!  What 
a way to get to Mark, bringing his injured little brother   
out to the ring to face him!  It's almost a plan worthy of  
me!                                                         

BB:  We've finally got a microphone near the ring area so   
we can catch what they're saying.  Both Windhams are in the 
center of the ring with ref Ben Worthington in between them.
                                                            
MW:  I can't wrestle him, Ben.  He's my brother, and he's   
injured for goodness' sakes.  Can you do something about    
this?  Make Benedict choose someone else.  Timmy isn't even 
supposed to train until next week, let alone wrestle.       
                                                            
TW:  It's okay, Mark.  Me will take a dive or something.    
Me will lay down on the mat and you can cover me.           
                                                            
MW:  You can't do that.                                     
                                                            
Ben:  No, you can't.  If you do, you'll be suspended.       
Sorry to have to tell you that, but it's in the contracts.  
If you take a dive, Timmy, not only will you be suspended,  
but Mickey will still be "The Living Legend."               
                                                            
TW:  Me don't care!  They can suspend me, but me not gonna  
fight me brother just so retarded old man like Mickey can   
get he kicks!  I hope you understand.                       
                                                            
(Timmy turns around to leave the ring)                      
MW:  Timmy, forgive me, but a man's gotta do.....           
                                                            
BB:  Mark Windham just nailed Timmy Windham with a reverse  
neckbreaker!!!  He's almost certainly reinjured his younger 
brother's neck!  I can't believe this!                      
                                                            
SB:  I told you!  I knew he'd do it!                        
                                                            
BB:  Windham just threw Timmy through the second rope and   
onto the floor!  Timmy grabs his neck, he's obviously in    
pain.                                                       

SB:  Look at Mark!  Look at his eyes, they're totally       
glazed over!  I think Benedict is right, I think Mark is    
over the edge!                                              
                                                            
BB:  You might be right!  But I wouldn't let Mark hear you  
say anything about his mental health, or you might end up   
like Mickey!  The older Windham has Timmy up and he sends   
him down with a piledriver!!!  Now Mark throws Timmy onto a 
table, collapsing it to the ground.  Mark lines Timmy up    
over the table!  He's gonna piledrive him on it!  AND HE    
DOES!!!!                                                    
                                                            
MW:  (looking toward the camera)  Was that over the top?    
                                                            
BB:  Here comes the cavalry!  Junior Hornet and the Mighty  
Morphin Midgets are running down to ringside!               
                                                            
SB:  Yeah!  We're gonna see some midgets get piledriven     
into tables!  Midget Tossing!                               
                                                            
BB:  The White Midget runs ahead of all the others and      
start throwing punches at Mark.  But Windham holds him at   
arm's length as the midget swings.  Now Windham scoops up   
the midget!                                                 
MW:  Midgets!  Midgets!  Who wants a midget?                
                                                            
BB:  Mark tosses the White Midget into the ring, and the    
midget is quickly on his feet.  Junior Hornet and the other 
Mighty Morphin Midgets are pleading with Mark to leave      
Timmy alone!                                                
                                                            
JH:  Mark!  You can't do this!  It's not worth it!          
                                                            
MW:  It's my career you freak!                              
                                                            
JH:  This is all Mickey's fault.  Don't give him the        
satisfaction of watching you destroy your own brother!      
Stop this madness now!                                      
                                                            
BB:  Mark stops for a moment and looks down at his hands    
for quite a while.                                          
                                                            
MW:  What have I done???  What have I done!!!  Mickey,      
you're gonna pay this!  Crippled or not, I'm coming for you!
                                                            
BB:  Windham is going to try and attack Benedict in the     
stands!  WHOA!  WHAT WAS THAT?                              
                                                            
SB:  Good night, the lights just flickered!                 
                                                            
Voice:  If you're not man enough to finish him Mark, then   
I'll have to do it for you!!!!                              
                                                            
BB:  Some man just bungeed down from the rafters!  He       
throws off his overcoat, but his face is still masked.      
                                                            
SB:  What's that in his hand?  NO!  IT CAN'T BE!  The man   
we saw earlier on the street, the bum from the sewers!      
                                                            
BB:  IT'S EL NINO!!!!  Also known as The Mexican Muppet!    
The man who injured Timmy Windham in the first place!  Mark 
Windham has already taken off after Mickey Benedict and his 
entourage.  That leaves Junior Hornet and the Mighty        
Morphins to protect the injured Muppet Kid who is still     
unconscious on the floor!                                   

Junior Hornet charges El Nino to keep him away from    
Timmy, but El Nino sidesteps the bigger, lumbering man and  
sends him head first into the metal turnbuckle!!!  Junior   
Hornet is out like a light, leaving only the Midgets to     
protect Timmy Windham!  The five midgets seem to be forming 
some kind of pyramid!  The White Midget is on top of the    
five-midget pyramid; he dives off and cannonballs directly  
into El Nino!  El Nino is quickly back up, and the Mighty   
Morphin Midgets are reforming their pyramid in front of     
Timmy Windham in order to attack again.                     

SB:  They better look out!  El Nino has a trick up his      
sleeve!                                                     
                                                            
BB:  El Nino pulls out that all-too-familiar Fozzie Bear    
doll!                                                       
                                                            
SB:  Those midgets better duck!!!!                          
                                                            
BB:  They're still forming that pyramid!  El Nino lights a  
match and then presses the doll's head down!!!!             
                                                            
SB:  Duck I tell you, duck!                                 

BB:  Goo is flying out of the doll's mouth!                 
                                                            
SB:  Not just goo!  Flaming goo!                            
                                                            
BB:  It catches the White Midget full in the chest as he    
dives off the top of the pyramid!  He shrieks in pain!      
                                                            
SB:  What's that smell???                                   
                                                            
BB:  El Nino lifts up the injured midget by the head and    
tosses him into the crowd!  Now he advances again toward    
Timmy Windham!  Where is security!!!???                     

SB:  Only four midgets remain, and now they can't even do   
that little pyramid thing!                                  
                                                            
BB:  The four midgets advance to challenge El Nino, and now 
we've got a brawl!!  The Yellow Midget goes flying into the 
ring with a huge back drop by El Nino.  And now the Black   
Midget is down after a knee to the head by the man formerly 
known as the Mexican Muppet!                                
                                                            
SB:  Only two left!                                         
                                                            
BB:  El Nino holds the Fozzie bear doll up again!           
Apparently it's reloaded!  But the Blue Midget kicks it out 
of his hand!!  The Fozzie doll goes flying, but so does the 
Blue Midget!  Now only the Red Mighty Morphin Midget stands 
between El Nino and his target, Timmy Windham!              
                                                            
SB:  But here comes security!!!!                            
                                                            
BB:  Finally!!!  Finally, fans, the park police are on      
their way apparently to arrest El Nino or at least stop     
this madness!  El Nino looks furious!  He's trying to       
decide whether to leave or attack Windham.  But the Red     
Midget makes the decision for him, he attacks with a flying 
karate kick.  El Nino falls to one knee, but he quickly     
grabs the Midget and hooks him in a bear hug!               
                                                            
SB:  Would that be a "Fozzie Bear Hug?"                     
                                                            
BB:  This is not the time.                                  
Security is finally almost down to where the action    
is, and where Timmy Windham lies helpless.  But right now   
it is the Red Midget who is helpless, trapped in the grasp  
of El Nino.                                                 
                                                            
El Nino:  You stopped me from taking Windham, but who will  
stop me from taking you!!!                                  
                                                            
SB:  What was that?  Did I just hear something snap?        
                                                            
BB:  Great heavens!!!  El Nino just dropped the Red Midget  
to the floor and took off through the crowd!  Marvin, get   
that black dot over that midget's face!  Oh my good Lord!   
El Nino has snapped the neck of the Red Midget!!  Someone   
get the paramedics!  Security is finally down by Windham    
and the midget.  Windham seems conscious, but injured from  
his brother's ruthlessness.  But right now the midget must  
be in a life or death situation!  The paramedics have       
rushed gurneys down for both men.  They're putting a        
neck and back brace on the midget in order to keep from     
injuring him even further!  Apparently he is breathing, but 
I have to think that his spinal cord could be damaged or    
even severed.                                               
                                                            
SB:  I don't see him moving, Buckley.                       
                                                            
BB:  I can't believe El Nino has done this!  He was once    
one of the crowd favorites!  Granted he wasn't a superstar, 
but to have it all come down to this???                     
                                                            
SB:  Timmy Windham owes his life to that little midget on   
the stretcher there.                                        
                                                            
BB:  Paramedics also seem to be examining the White Midget  
who was hit with that fireball from the doll of El Nino.    
Apparently his costume protected him.  The other three      
midgets have crowded around the stretcher with the          
paramedics.  They are racing that stretcher out to the      
ambulance, Sammy.  I've got to think that the Red Midget is 
hurt very seriously.  I hope the police find El Nino and    
arrest him after the stunt he just pulled!                  
                                                            
SB:  He's long gone, Buckley.  I don't think they're gonna  
him tonight.  The man is out of his mind anyway.            
                                                            
BB:  Well we certainly saw that tonight.  Fans, we're gonna 
take a break, we'll be back with the last match of the      
night.  Marvin, cut to station identification!