Lunatic Fringe starts playing. Silence is heard around the arena as anticipation begins to build. As soon as the song kicks in, Hardcore Harry doesn't wait. He comes out walking slowly, the heat from the crowd is deafening. But harry shrugs it off, by flipping the bird to some seniors and telling a toddler to grow up and get a pair. He walks in stride to the ring, enters and allows the hate to soak deep into his skin. He smiles then goes through the ropes. Climbs up top and continues his antics of passing the fans off as morons. He retreats to the corner and waits.

Preston Marshall: It looks like Hardcore Harry is in charge tonight.

Jimmy King: That guy belongs in the nuthouse.

Preston Marshall: What does that say about our next athlete?

After the first snare roll stops, Freakke enters the ring and raises his arms to shoulder height and spins around some. He then turns for the second snare solo and holds up a backwards peace sign. When the lyrics start, he runs down the ramp getting close to both sides to get in touch with the fans. Once close enough to the ring he slides and stands up. He climbs the turnbuckles once each and hollers to the fans to get louder. After this he begins to remove his coat and hat and wait for his opponent.

Preston Marshall: Here comes the ref to make sure they are legal to start the match and make sure they know the rules.

Jimmy King: What rules?

Norman Dafoe checks both men over to see that they aren't carrying anything into the ring for an unfair advantage. Harry appears to be clean but the Carnival King is apparently loaded down. After emptying his pockets of mostly useless appearing items and one or two serious weapons, Dafoe calls for the bell and the match gets under way. Freakke and Harry circle each other trying to gauge each other. Harry starts things off by taking big left swing at Freakke's head but it's blocked and Freakke sweeps his leg behind Harold and hits a Russian Leg Sweep. Freakke gets on top of his fallen opponent and starts wailing on him with both fists. Harry grabs Freakke by the head and smashes their forheads together. Freakke stumbles back and Harry holds his own but seems to have suffered the effects less.

Preston Marshall: Things getting off very heatedly.

Jimmy King: Less than a minute in and we came pretty close to seeing blood.

Preston Marshall: Both men up and leary of the other.

Freakke and Harry began to circle each other again. Harry makes a running charge for Freakke but the Carnival King leap over top of his opponent. Campbell hits the ropes and comes speeding back but goes under this time. Harold hits the ropes but stops himself this time. Before he can turn around, Freakke grabs his ankles and lifts hard. Freakke flipped Harry over the ropes but he managed to hold on. As he tried to regain his footing and get himself squared away, Freakke backed up and came running towards him. Leaping over the ropes and grabbing Harry's head, Freakke hits a Leaping Neck Breaker to the outside. Landing only a foot away from the commentator's tables.

Jimmy King: Did you see that?

Preston Marshall: Freakke is up first but he's a little sore after that fall.

Jimmy King: He almost took Harold's head off!

Freakke grips his right arm, apparently having landed on it awkwardly. He makes his way over to all of the items the ref had stripped of him. Harry begins to get up as Freakke picks up a rubber chicken. Harry and Freakke meet near the corner and Freakke goes to swing the 'weapon' but Harry hits a gut kick and Freakke doubles over. Harold moves to capitalize and scoops Freakke up onto his shoulders. Instead of slamming him down though, Harold charges into the cornerpost and Freakke is smashed hard into it. Harry leans back and looks to the steel steps. He starts to charge but Freakke swings himself over Harold's shoulder before he can commit the slam. Freakke clutches his back as Harry turns around eyes up the Carnival King for the kill.

Preston Marshall: The clown looks like that last smash to his back put an end to his efforts for the night.

Jimmy King: Campbells is ready to capitalize.

Harry starts running once more and extends his arm out for a clothesline. Freakke immediately goes from massaging his back to sidestepping the assault. Wrapping his arms around Campbell's waist, the Carnival King lifted and hit a Bridged German Suplex. Campbell's shoulder's were down. 1..2..but Freakke lost his grip and went back to holding his back.

Jimmy King: Looks like the German Suplex was a bad idea.

Preston Marshall: It may have been making it appear worse than it was but putting pressure on his back like that after taking that shot wasn't a smart move.

Jimmy King: Harry doesn't look any better. A vicious over the ropes Neckbreaker followed by a Suplex like those'll really start to wear on your spine and neck.

Freakke is up a second faster than Harry and has managed to get the rubber chicken again. Harry sees it and scoffs but Freakke nails him in the knee and Harry goes down. Freakke hits him twice more and backs off. He pulls on a cord and the chicken opens up to reveal a trio of heavy stones. He drops the weapon and goes over to Harry once more to make the pin. 1...2...again Harold kicks out but only just barely. Freakke rolls over and sighs. He stands up and helps his opponents to his feet but Harold hits the clown king with a heavy right to his sternum. Freakke doubles over and falls down as Harry stands up on his own, aching at his leg and neck. On his right hand a set of brass knuckles are set.

Jimmy King: Power of the Heart!

Harry helps Freakke up and into the ring and quickly follows. He takes a moment and then helps Freakke up again. Grabbing him behind the neck and by the pants, Harry throws Freakke into the cornerpost and his shoulder connects hard. Harry sets Freakke up on the top ropes and climbs up as well.

Preston Marshall: Harry looks to be going for a Superplex.

Harry grabs Freakke by the shoulder and neck and lifts but the Carnival King holds onto the ropes tightly with his legs. Harry tries again but Freakke breaks free and punches Harold in the face. Harry staggers, but stays vertical. Freakke lands another punch, and another. Harry won't go down but Freakke has the advantage. He frees up his legs and hops up and springboards off of the turnbuckle. Landing on Harry's shoulders, Freakke spins around and launches them both back outside with Supercanranna. Harry flies over the ropes and all the way onto the commentator's table.ston and Jimmy both step back just in time to avoid getting crushed by their collapsing table and the falling wrestler. Freakke lands hard yet again to the floor below. The Spanish Commentators are smiling.

Preston Marshall: OH MY GOD!!!

Jimmy King: HOLY *bleep*

Neither men move and Dafoe starts the ten count. 1...2...3...Freakke starts to show some life...4...5...Freakke manages to crawl his way over to the debris as Harry begins to stir as well....6...7...Freakke makes it to his knees and Dafoe stops. Harry tries to stand up but can't. Freakke stands up but his back is apparently paining him. Harry manages to his hands and knees but only briefly. Freakke grabs Harold's head and drags him slwoly out of the debris. The Carnival King rolls his opponent over but doesn't go for the pin. Instead, he helps Harry up one more time and then grabs him by the head.

Preston Marshall: Here it comes...

Freakke makes one last leap into the air and swings hard driving Campbell's skull into the ground.

Preston Marshall: Smiledriver!

Freakke rolls over and drapes his arm over Harry. 1...2...3!

Preston Marshall: Thats it, Freakke wins.

Jimmy King: Holy *bleep*

{Suspense goes off the air.}