North American Title Tournament First Round: John Doe vs Justin Sane
(Scene fades back in from the commercial break...)
(The camera pans all across the jammed packed stadium giving the MCW fans some television time. "Nann" by Trick Daddy and Trina hits through the PA system and the frenzy turns into a riot, as the arena is engulfed with boos as Justin Sane walks out from behind the black curtain with Shawnna at his side... The mood aggravates as Justin Sane grabs the hot Latina next to him at her hair and gets himself a kiss, but the two don't let themselves get disturbed and smile into the crowd on their way down the ramp...)
CW: What the hell am I doing next to you, Simon? For that mamacita I would start smoking again.
SVH: You stopped smoking?
CW: No, but for such a goddess I would stop and start again.
SVH: Oh, what a joker you are today, Mr. Wineberg.
(With an athletic rollover jump over the top rope Justin enters the ring from the apron and Shawnna slides into the ring under the bottom rope and through the legs of Justin. While she stands up she pushes her back against his groin... In the same moment Justin Sane takes his time by doing his trademark pose and a row of white pyro explodes in the ring... The music stops playing and he gets himself a microphone and then again flares a nostril at the crowd in disgust before he starts to speak...)
Justin Sane: SHADDAP! I wouldn't have even come out here if there was an easier way to get my message across. But unfortunately I have to deal with this condensed stench arousing from each and everyone of you for a few moments. Oh, just stop your booing. Just look at yourself, hating me for what I am, what I achieved and what I own. Matter fact you guys paid to get in here and see me, but when I take a closer look at some of you, you should've rather invested that money in some Weight Watcher lectures.
CW: Haha... so true. Where did they find that awesome dude?
SVH: I don't know, but the fans can't stand his arrogant ways. If you say dude again, Creek, I think I’ll have to kill you.
Justin Sane: I came out here for a reason... I want to introduce to you some friends of mine. First off all hailing from Ecuador and standing next to me in this moment the Latin Love Goddess Shawnna. Most of you pervs may know her already from the adult movies she formerly starred in. You got any words for them, baby?
(Justin holds the microphone for her...)
Shawnna: No, because I don't f-beep-k with classless jerks.
(The continuous booing gets even louder. Justin is just laughing...)
Justin Sane: (Still laughing...) I have never seen so many bubbles busted at the same time. Well baby, we'll rock the sheets when daddy's done with business. Now, let me introduce to you another big friend of mine. My partner in crime, so to speak, when it comes to the oldest business of mankind. Some of you may have subscribed to his magazine. Ladies and Gentleman, here's a true self-made millionaire we all can learn from.... Hugh Hefner!
(Again Justin's theme music hits in and playboy owner and founder Hugh Hefner stands on the Center Stage ramp with two cute blondes in bunny outfits hooked in each arm... As always, Hugh Hefner is wearing a bathrobe and has a big cigar in his mouth... Hugh gets a immensely positive reaction from the MCW fans...)
CW: Hugh, where's my copy of this month Playboy?
SVH: How about you just ask him later, when you attend to Justin's after –party that you keep talking about 24-7?!
CW: Good idea, Simon, good idea. I could get it even signed.
(Commentator Simon van Helder just shakes his head while Hugh Hefner grabs a microphone on his way up the steel steps... After the two bunnies are done hugging Justin, both of the men in the squared circle shake hands...)
Justin Sane: It's great to have you here, Sir.
Hugh Hefner: Thank you, son. It's an honor to have been invited. I've been loving wrestling since I was a kid and wish the best for the MCW and of course for you. Well all you may boo him, but I've seen this kid wrestle already and he always puts on a great show. And to tell you the truth, enjoying the fruits of one's life is no crime either. That's all I really got to say.
(Then he continues to smoke his cigar...)
Justin Sane: Okay, you heard what the old man said people. So, instead of getting on my nerves get a life. And Jonny boy to you I have to say that our clash is just minutes away and I hope your family is sitting somewhere in the front rows, because we'll be creating a moment that people will remember for a long time: You are going to get your ass whooped through the whole stadium live on national TV by a television debutant. Isn't that great b*tch?
(Justin drops the microphone, which results in a dull sound echoing through the whole arena... Again the booing gets extremely loud and even "John Doe"-chants start loudly echoing through the crowd... "Nann" starts playing again as Justin Sane and his group make their way out of the ring and leave backstage again...)
SVH: Justin Sane better should prepare himself for his match with John Doe.
CW: What makes you think he isn't prepared? He sounds more than prepared to me.
SVH: Well, to me he sounds cocky. And the reaction by the fans just underlines that.
CW: Forget the fans, I heard he has a great style of wrestling.
SVH: We'll see if he can back up his big words. Next is...
("Hypocritical" blasts through the arena, prompting John Doe to dash through the curtain and rush to the ring... The crowd goes wild...)
GL: His opponent, and the number one seed in this tournament... hailing from parts unknown... he stands six feet and one inch, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds... he is JOHN DOE!!!!!
(Another crowd pop as Doe hits the ring and jumps atop a turnbuckle... He plays to the crowd...)
RESULTS:
The match started with Justin Sane immediately attacking John Doe from behind as he played to the crowd. The first part of this match was all Justin Sane, as he used every underhanded tactic imaginable to maintain control of the tempo. To John Doe’s credit, he was able to keep Sane off balance at times with amazingly daring moves.
The middle of the match saw the fans really getting behind John Doe as he got his second wind and staged a comeback. On three separate occasions it looked like Doe had the eighth seed put away, much to the crowds delight. However, he never accomplished this due to outside interference from Justin Sane’s girlfriend, Shawnna.
In the final moments of the match after a back-and-forth few minutes, Doe looked to put Sane away once again and went to the top rope. Shawnna came to her man’s aid but was sent to the arena floor for her efforts. It didn’t matter, though. She had bought her man enough time. He powerbombed John Doe to the canvas into a pinning predicament... 1... 2... 3!
The winner of this match as a result of pinfall... Justin Sane!!!!!
He advances to the 2nd round!!!!!