Pyros are going off. The cameras are panning around General Motors Place. Fans are on their feet. Blind Man by Black Stone Cherry hits the PA System. Camera focuses on Simon Daye and Jaymie Boone

Simon Daye: I said it last week; That Trauma was going to be better in 2009. Jaymie you asked how could it be? Here is your answer

Jaymie Boone: We are coming to you live from General Motors Place

Simon Daye: Vancouver, British Columbia

Jaymie Boone: Sexy Jason did say Greater things are yet to come.

Simon Daye: Next week is Metamorphosis and it is coming to you live from Pengrowth Saddledome

Jaymie Boone: Calgary, Alberta

Simon Daye: This week on Trauma we have a couple of matches that will decide who will face Falcon at Metamorphosis. Falcon is putting the National title on the line it is a Round Robin match.

Jaymie Boone: Fans you don’t want to miss Metamorphosis. Get your tickets now, or purchase the PPV from your local cable company.

Simon Daye: Trauma promises to be exciting tonight. Lets get to the first match of the night

{{DIRTY DEAL DEFEATS THE REDNECK RENEGADES IN A CLOSE MATCH, THE MATCH COULD HAVE GONE EITHER WAY, BUT IN THE END IT WAS CURTIS KANYON PINNING DIRTY SOUTH TO GET THE VICTORY.}}

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Simon Daye: Joining me at this time is nCw National Champion, Falcon. Hello Falcon, how are you this evening?

Falcon: Swell.

Simon Daye: I assume your here to scout your possible competition for Metamorphosis?

Falcon: Wow, I bet you graduated grade school, huh?

Simon Daye: Yeah... What do you think of your possible opponents?

Falcon: Lets see, Sexy Jason is a joke, Scotty is a jobber, Frostbyte just doesn't understand that he sucks and Mike Honcho is possibly the greatest thing since Jesus... Christ Superstar.

Simon Daye: Then your looking forward to facing Honcho?

Falcon: Meh.

( "Is it me?! or is it COLD IN HERRRREEE!??!" Frostbyte's voice bellows out of the PA System. The entranceway then fills with turquoise light and dry as as the first few beat's of Avenged Sevenfold's 'Scream' roll in through the arena speakers at the highest of volumes.

Mere second's later as the beat drops and the thunderous lead riff kicks in, a shower of spark's matching in colour to the lights begins to rain over the main gate only to be walked right through by Frostbyte himself carrying his trademark blue 'in case of emergency' baseball bat. It's name is carved into the side.

Weaving his way through the dry ice on the ramp he slowly makes his way passing fans with a few smiles and a few nods before rolling under the bottom rope and into the ring. He drops the bat, shakes his head at it and gives it a nudge out of the corner of the ring with his foot. )

Simon Daye: Frostbyte has been pretty impressive since debuting here in nCw.

Falcon: Didn't he lose to Lord Dominicus?

Simon Daye: He was badly injured.

Falcon: And yet some how that doesn't change the fact that he lost to a walking, talking sack of crap.

Simon Daye: There is no pleasing you, is there?

Falcon: Hey look, HONCHO MAN!!!! * mimics girls scream *

( Holy Diver erupts the PA system. As Mike makes his way toward the ring. He is wearing his cardboard belt for the "World Heavy Weight Championship of the World" and he mimes basic magic tricks to live up his nickname, “The Magic Man”. As he enters the ring he does basic warm ups and stretches. ) Falcon: Let's get this party started.

DING DING!

( The Honcho man wastes no time as he goes right for Frostbyte. Honcho swings with a clubbing blow but Frostbyte ducks it and swings behind him. Honcho turns around and receives a right cross to the face, another, another, and another, Honcho is knocked back against the ropes and Frostbyte pulls a rope a dope as he start throwing flurry punches to either Honcho's face or stomach. Honcho tries to block the blows but their coming to hard and too fast. A clean blow to the side of Honcho's head takes him off his feet and he falls to the mat. Frostbyte throws his arms up then shadow boxes before going off the ropes and drop kicking the fallen Honcho in the face. )

Simon Daye: Frosty channeling Muhammad Ali for a second.

Falcon: Tremendous in ring tactician.

Simon Daye: You used to be cool man.

( Frostbyte heads to the top rope, he slaps his elbow mimicking a certain eighties icon then he leaps off the top, Honcho moves and Frosty elbow drops the canvas. He rolls around in pain gripping that right elbow. Honcho gets up, a crazed look in his eye as he grabs Frosty by the head and stands him up. Honcho lets out a roar that would scare a mountain lion then head butts Frosty in the face, one, two, three times. Honcho takes a hold of Frostbyte and belly to belly suplexs him into the middle of the ring. Honcho again grabs Frostbyte by the head, this time locking in a head lock. )

Simon Daye: Honcho looking to choke Frostbyt out.

Falcon: Thank god.

Simon Daye: So your a Honcho-holic?

Falcon: Through and through.

( Frostbyte tries to reach the ropes with his foot, but he's a little too far away. Honcho squeezes tighter and tighter, Frostbyte slipping slowly into unconsciousness. The ref lifts the arm and drops it once, he lifts it again, NO! Frostbyte starts shaking his arm, he will not stay down. A second wind coming out of no where, Frosty starts fighting Honcho off, getting back to his feet. An elbow shot to the gut, another one, a third and Honcho releases the choke hold. Frostbyte runs against the ropes and comes back with a flying clothes line that levels Mike Honcho. )

Simon Daye: Frostbyte nails a beautiful clothes line.

Falcon: Beautiful, really?

( The fans in the arena are going crazy for this match. Frostbyte heads to the top rope again, but Honcho gets up and he runs into the ropes, Frostbyte loses balance and his gentiles pay for it as he drops down onto the top rope. He just falls off the ropes. Honcho lands a stiff kick to Frostbyte's back then brings him to his feet. A swinging neck breaker from Honcho puts Frotsbyte back down. )

Falcon: * mimicking Simon * A swinging neck breaker from my soul mate the Sexy Honcho man Mikey dream boat Honcho.

Simon Daye: * mimicking Falcon * I'm a giant emo douche. Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm gonna slit my wrists for attention.

( Slowly Frostbyte starts to get up, Honcho sort of stalks him, when he reaches his feet Honcho rushes in and grabs him with a German suplex. Honcho looks to the crowd, asking if it's time for a little Magic Trick. The fans go wild for the Honcho man. He picks Frostbyte up, Frostbyte begins to fight back. A knife edge chop, a kick to the gut and a DDT all out of no where. Frostbyte springs back to his feet, Honcho gets up as well, Frostbyte runs in and nails a step up enzigiri. )

Simon Daye: From Muhammad Ali to a certain Slim Jim sponsor, now Fosty seems to be taking some of your own signature moves Falcon.

Falcon: Guess his own just aren't good enough.

( Quickly Frostbyte makes his way to the top rope. He leaps off the top with a frog splash, and holds for a pin. )

One.. Two.. KICK OUT!

Simon Daye: Our first close call of the match, but Honcho kicks out.

( Not enough as Honcho powers out of the pin. Frosty doesn't let it get to him, he stands the Honcho up, arm drag take down, goes off the ropes and base ball slides into Honcho's back. He gets to his feet again, runs past Honcho, hits the ropes and drop kicks Honcho in the front. Frostbyte spring boards off the ropes with an elbow drop. Frosty looks to his bat, thinking this may be an emergency. Frostbyte makes his way to his corner where his bat is, the ref stops him, Honcho is up and runs up behind Frostbyte and hits him hard with a double axe handle. Frosty stumbles forward, Honcho takes a hold of Frostbyte and puts him down with a Full Nelson slam. )

Falcon: Nice move by the Honch... You notice anything familiar about Frostybyte... like in his face?

Simon Daye: He just had re constructive surgery, he looks great.

Falcon: Oh... * cough * Jack *cough * Bauer * cough *

Simon Daye: What?

Falcon: Nothing, I coughed.

( A large man begins to make his way down to the ring. Honcho stands Frostbyte up, Frosty jams Honcho in the throat, Irish whips him into the corner, the large man grabs Honcho's feet as Frosty runs over and grabs the ropes delivering his finisher the Chill Factor. He pins. )

One.. Two.. Three

DING DING!

Amber Ashe: Your winner by pin fall and advancing to the Round Robin National Title match at Metamorphosis... FROSTBYTE!!!

Simon Daye: And Frostbyte earns his first title shot in nCw albeit with some help from an outside source. Who is that big man?

Falcon: Beats me.

( Frostbyte and the mysterious man make their way to the back. )

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Simon Daye: I don't care what you say Falcon, it was still a good match, and I'd think you'd be a little worried about the competition you'll be facing come Metamorphosis.

Falcon: Hey look, we're back from Commercial.

Simon Daye: After a little run in... And I'd think you'd be a little more excited or even focused being as you'll only have a week to prepare for this match.

Falcon: Simon, these guys were all chosen last minute in a sad attempt to fill an empty slot on a pay per view card. The only one with even a shred of credibility is the man I took this title from, Sexy Jason... And him and the word credibility don't belong in the same sentence together, let alone the same paragraph.

Simon Daye: Sexy Jason is going to have a chance to prove you wrong tonight, because he's on his way out here now.

( I'm to sexy for my shirt.. Sexy Jason comes out from the curtain. He points to his abs. You can hear him saying I'm buff and I'm the stuff as he walks to the ring. He slides underneath the bottom rope. He goes to a turnbuckle stands on it and points to his abs and the crowds says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so! He jumps off the turnbuckle and goes to a second turnbuckle, he stands on it points to his abs and the crowd says Its not sexy unless Sexy Jason says so! He jumps down and get ready for his match. )

Falcon: Woo... Hoo... Look at this guy... go...

Simon Daye: Your excitement amazes me.

Falcon: It's called sarcasm. Isn't there usually a hot chick out here?

Simon Daye: Your taking her place for a few matches.

Falcon: Could she perhaps come back and you leave?

Simon Daye: No.

Falcon: Then you suck.

Simon Daye: Be that as it may, here comes Scotty Callaway.

Suddenly, green and orange pyros start shooting from the front of the stage, straight up and off the front. All the lights in the arena turn into green, orange and white and shine bright, filling the arena.

"On this day, I see clearly. Everything has come to life. A bitter place, in a broken dream. And we'll leave it all behind."

"On this day its so real to me. Everything has come to life. Another chance to chase a dream. Another chance to feel. Chance to feel alive."

As the pyros stop, Scotty Callaway and Amber Williams come from the curtain and onto the stage. The crowd cheers loudly for Scotty. Scotty then raises both of his arms into the air as another bright white pyro shoots from the front of the stage.

"On this day, I see clearly. Everything has come to life. A bitter place, in a broken dream. And we'll leave it all behind."

As the pyros clear, Scotty stands near the middle of the stage with Amber right behind him. Scotty and Amber start walking down the ramp, side by side. Scotty then high-fives the crowd members down the ramp as Amber walks down the center. As they reach the ring, both stop.

"I'll never long for what might have been. Now regret won't waste my life again. I won't look back, I'll fight to remain."

"On this day, I see clearly. Everything has come to life. A bitter place, in a broken dream. And we'll leave it all behind."

"On this day it's so real to me. Everything has come to life. Another chance to chase a dream. Another chance to feel. Chance to feel alive."

Both Scotty and Amber climb up the stairs and into the ring. Scotty runs across the ring and jumps onto the opposite turnbuckle. Amber moves to the center of the ring. Scotty raises his arms as the crowd cheers more.

"Fear will kill me, all I could be Lift these sorrows Let me breathe, could you set me free Could you set me free"

Scotty then does a perfect backflip and land square on his feet. As he lands, green and orange Brock Lesnar esk pyros shot from the turnbuckles, straight up into the air. Amber then gives Scotty a kiss on the cheek and slides out of the ring and waits by the corner. Scotty then moves to the same corner and waits. )

Falcon: Wow, I couldn't be more impressed right now... Unless of course Robocop showed up and did us all a favor and shot these guys.

Simon Daye: I thought you were the respectful one?

Falcon: I am, when people deserve it.

Simon Daye: Ok.

Falcon: I can't seem to find anyone at this moment, but if you leave your name, number and a complete message I'll be sure to not care later.

Simon Daye: I used to like you.

Falcon: Don't care.

DING DING!

( Sexy Jason and Scotty Callaway lock up in the middle of the ring, Jason quickly over powers Scotty, throwing him in a rear wrist lock, wrenching up on that arm as hard as he can, practically lifting him off the mat. Scotty tries to pull away but Jason has him pretty good. Finally Jason shoves him hard into the ropes, Scotty hits the ropes and Jason clothes lines him. )

Simon Daye: These fans are behind Sexy Jason a 100%.

Falcon: Their obviously deaf... dumb... and blind.

"SEXY! JASON! SEXY! JASON!"

( The crowd is loving Sexy Jason tonight as he shows off his muscles. Scotty is taking this chance to recover and get back to his feet. He goes off the ropes and comes back with a flying elbow, Jason stumbles forward. Scotty runs past Jason, hits the ropes and nails another flying elbow, still Jason is standing. Scotty goes off the ropes for a third time and looks to be going for a bull dog but Jason catches him in a side slam. )

Simon Daye: Scotty is quick, but Jason has strength and all around experience working for him. This may be a preview of whats in store for you Falcon.

Falcon: I know whats in store for me, the same thing as the last time I faced Sexy Jason. Me, walking away with the National title.

( Again the fans are on their feet for Sexy Jason. Sexy Jason brings Scotty up, dusts him off then locks up with him again, brings him down into a head lock followed by a snap mare, from there he locks Scotty in a rear chin lock. Scotty struggles and struggles, the ropes just out of reach. Jason pulls back hard on Scotty's neck. With one clubbing blow to Scotty's chest, Jason lets go. )

Simon Daye: Jason is trying to slow Scotty up by applying some submission holds. It's important to keep someone like Scotty and you grounded. You see that, he's preparing.

Falcon: For failure? No, he knows enough about that.

( Sexy Jason is on his feet and he's begging Scotty to bring it on. Scotty pulls himself up via the ropes. Jason charges at him at full speed, Scotty rolls over Jason who looks like he was going for a spear and from that position Scotty grabs him in a roll up. )

Falcon: Awesome.

One.. Two.. KICK OUT!

Falcon: Aw nuts.

( Jason almost didn't get out in time. Scotty gets back up, Jason follows. Scotty throws four knife edge chops straight to Sexy Jason's sexy chest, backing him up into the corner. From there Scotty backs up a bit then runs in and nails a flying knee to Jason's midsection. Scotty climbs to the second rope, takes a hold of Jason's head and proceeds to throw hard right hands into that sexy face. )

1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
8!
9!
10!!!!!

Simon Daye: That face ain't so Sexy anymore.

Falcon: Lame.

( Scotty climbs to the top rope and in one fluid motion he huricanranas Sexy Jason out of the corner and onto his back. Scotty scrambles to make a pin. )

Simon Daye: Scotty making a come back, now if he can get the pin...

One.. Two.. KICK OUT!

Falcon: Oh, so close, right Daye?

Simon Daye: Right.

Falcon: Wrong.

( Again Sexy Jason kicks out. Scotty doesn't let it get him down. He gets up and heads to the corner again. He starts to climb the ropes, not noticing Sexy Jason getting to his feet. Scotty is on the top rope and appears to be setting up for a moonsault, however Sexy Jason grabs him from behind and power bombs Scotty Callaway off the top rope. Jason pins. )

Simon Daye: TOP ROPE POWER BOMB!

One.. Two.. KICK OUT!

Falcon: I'll admit, it takes some balls to kick out after a move like that.

( The fans are shocked at the kick out by Scotty, so is Jason, a little. Jason pushes himself to his feet, he takes a hold of Scotty by the head and stands him up. With a single European upper cut he sends Scotty back to the mat. Jason goes off the ropes and comes back with one Sexy looking Atomic leg drop. Sexy Jason grabs a leg going for a pin. )

Simon Daye: Sexy Jason channeling some Hulkster.

One.. Two.. KICK OUT!

Falcon: Sexy Hogan? Hulking Jason? The Sexamaniacs?

Simon Daye: I liked Sexamaniacs, he should roll with that.

Falcon: Can't.

Simon Daye: Why?

Falcon: I just trade marked it, the t-shirts will be on sale Monday in a Target near you.

( A little stifled by the heart of Scotty Callaway, Sexy Jason brings him to his feet and whips him into the turn buckles. Sexy Jason runs in looking for a clothes line but Scotty uses the ropes to lift his feet up and over Sexy Jason then he swings down behind him with a back slide pin attempt. )

Falcon: I love when people besides me go for cheap pins.

Simon Daye: I'm waiting for the day someone gets you with one.

Falcon: Poetic justice? Hmmm.

One.. KICK OUT!

Simon Daye: I guess not everyone can be the "Master of the Roll up."

Falcon: I'm beginning to really hate you.

( Sexy Jason kicked out quick. Scotty is too his feet now, Jason too. Scotty connects with a forearm to the face, followed by another, then an arm drag take down. Scotty goes off the ropes, as he comes back he jumps and nails Jason with a standing frog splash and pins. )

One.. KICK OUT!

Simon Daye: This.. could... be... NO!

( Jason nearly throws Scotty off of him. Scotty gets up, Jason comes at him, Scotty slips behind him and locks in a Russian Leg sweep. Jason goes down. Scotty gets right up again, starts climbing the ropes. Sexy Jason is slow to his feet. Scotty flies off the top with a leg drop, guillotining the back of Sexy Jason's head. This time Scotty decides to try his luck with a submission hold and locks in a Boston Crab, but their way too close to the ropes as Jason reaches out and takes a hold, the ref breaks it up. Scotty doesn't want to relent, knowing he has an advantage right now he goes to the top rope again. Sexy Jason starts to get up. Scotty leaps off the top looking for a huricanrana, possibly into a pin attempt, he lands on Jason's shoulder, but Jason blocks it and instead puts him down with a sit down power bomb. )

Simon Daye: Another monster power bomb by one Sexy Jason.

Falcon: I don't think Scotty will be kicking out of this one.

( Jason curls up the limp body of Scotty and pins. )

One.. Two.. Three

NO KICK OUT!

Simon and Falcon: WHAT!?

Simon Daye: Really?

Falcon: Ref says he got the shoulder up. I take back what I said about Scotty, jobbers don't put up this much of a fight.

( It looked like three, but the ref says he got the shoulder up just in time. Sexy Jason stands up, he looks to be ready to finish this match up. Sexy Jason now heads to the top rope. )

Simon Daye: Could be time for the Sexy Splash.

( Sexy Jason flies off the top with the Sexy Splash and pins. )

One.. Two.. Three

Amber Ashe: Your winner by pin fall and advancing to the National title Round Robin match at Metamorphosis... SEXY JASON!!!

Simon Daye: So Falco, what do you think about you...

Falcon: Shush, I'm trying to give him an evil stare. Is it working?

( Close up on Falcon and Sexy Jason staring each other down. )

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Simon Daye: Welcome back to Trauma and welcome back Jaymie

Jaymie Boone:Thanks Simon.

The arena is still buzzing from the night's events, the hubbub of the crowd settling slightly, the audience waiting for the next event.

Then suddenly a familiar drumline rips out through the PA, the crowd cheering as white lights in the arena start flashing, the Tron showing Jack as he leans against his 911, grinning confidently, occasionally strobing with his name in bold letters and shots of him flying through the air or delivering a Charger or Mustang from his previous matches. A lairy British voice can be heard shouting out over it, the drums still crashing away. We put this festival on you b******s, with alot of love! We worked for one year for you pigs! And you want to break our walls down and destroy us?! Well you go to hell!

With that, a British Invasion fuzzed up riff breaks through, just as Jack Hammond strides through with a confident grin, the lights still flashing above him and images of his high-flying antics from previous matches play on Tron as he observes the cheering crowd, shrugging before walking down the ramp towards the ring, occasionally delivering a couple of friendly high-fives to nearby audience members who reach out towards him.

He jumps onto the ring apron before hopping over the top rope, wheeling about, yelling at the crowd, mounting the second turnbuckle to look around the arena. He pulls off his 'How Hard Can It Be?' t-shirt, tossing it into the crowd, before hopping down to the canvas and limbering up in the ring, waiting for/staring down his opponent.

Jaymie Boone: The Hamster is in the ring

Simon Daye: Jack Hammond on Collision last week beat Falcon. He also nailed Adam Knite with the mustang.

{The opening of "Days Without" by All That Remains hits the PA system and the fans begin booing already. The song picks up as screams are heard throughout the arena.}

And now destined to be The last one standing here The past alive to me And mocking hope is all I had

In weakness it hides from me And then it infiltrates my heart

{pyros blast off across the stage Adam Knite steps out onto the ramp with his arms out by his side with a cocky almost mocking smile across his face.}

So wrong to think I had found It was so long since I felt that at all I had dreamed long in days without I had so long wanted something much more

Those looks so lovingly caressed My thoughts and still today They scream to me Their sweet warmth moistening my breath

{Adam walks to the ring soaking in the fans boos, he gets half way down before sprinting to the ring and sliding in. Knite immediately runs to the nearest corner and climbs up holding out his arms for the fans to look at him. After a brief stay on the turnbuckles, Adam jumps off and waits for the match to begin}

Simon Daye: Here is one half of the tag team Champions Adam Knite

Jaymie Boone: The fans here at the General Motors Place do not like Adam

Simon Daye: Jack is going to have to rely on his speed. Adam has over 100 lbs on him.

{The ref calls for the bell. Adam slides underneath the ropes and is standing on the floor. The fans are really booing him now. He smiles as he circles the ring. Jack Hammond is motioning for him to get back into ring. The ref begins his count.}

Simon Daye: I think Adam is trying to mess with Jack Hammond mind

{The ref gets to 3 when Adam slides back into the ring. Adam begins to circle the ring. He starts to lock up with Jack, but he backs away. They go to lock up again and Adam again backs away. Jack looks at the ref. Adam comes in with a kick to the midsection of Jack Hammond. Jack doubles over and receives an elbow to the back of his neck. Jack goes to his knees. }

Simon Daye: Adam was setting Jack up

{Jack was back on his feet when Adam nails a European Uppercut, which drives Jack back into the corner. Adam Irish whips Jack across the ring, into the other turnbuckle. Adam came charging in and Jack leaps over Adam. Adam stops before he hits the turnbuckle. Adam turns and Jack nails him with a drop kick. Adam goes to the mat, but is right back up and Jack nails him with another drop kick. Adam goes to the mat. He slides back outside the ring}

Simon Daye: Jack Hammond is taking it to Adam Knite.

Jaymie Boone: I think Adam wants to take a break

{Jack Hammond is not going to give Adam a break. He nails Adam with a Suicide Dive to Outside. Both men are on the floor. The fans are going wild. Jack gets to his feet first. He helps Adam to his and he grabs Adam’s head and slams it on the apron. The ref is telling Jack to get him back in}

Simon Daye: One-Way to keep Adam down

{Jack rolls Adam back into the ring. Adam is getting to his feet. Jack gets on the top rope and as Adam turns around, Jack nails Diving Cross body. Jack goes for the pin. 1…2… Adam gets a shoulder up.}

Jaymie Boone: The fans thought he had Adam

{Jack helps Adam to his feet. Jack goes to Irish whips Adam, but Adam reverses it and Jack rebounds and Adam nails a Spine buster. Both men are on the mat.}

Simon Daye: Just seeing how hard Jack Hammond hit the mat makes me hurt

{Adam moves over to Jack and places his hand on Jack’s chest. Ref slides down in place. 1….2… Jack Hammond gets a shoulder up. Adam slowly gets to his feet. Jack begins to stir around. Adam backs away from Jack. Adam runs and hits Jack with a running Leg Drop. Adam goes for the pin again. 1….2…Jack Hammond kicks out}

Simon Daye: Two near pins by Adam

{Adam gets to his feet. He grabs Jack by the hair and tosses him over the top rope. Jack hits his back on the apron as he was falling to the floor. Jack is holding onto his back. The ref is telling Adam to get Jack back inside the ring. The crowd is booing Adam}

Simon Daye: I don’t think Jack Hammond wants to be on the floor

{Adam gets out of the ring. He jumps onto the floor. He picks Jack Hammond up and Body Slams him onto the floor. The ref begins his count. Adam rolls back into the ring just enough to break the count. He rolls back outside. He helps Jack up. They are facing each other. Adam shoves Jack back into the apron. Jack screams in pain as he is grabbing for his back. Adam rolls Jack back into the ring.}

Simon Daye: Adam is working on Jack’s back. I think he is making Jack pay for nailing him with the mustang.

{Adam get up on the top rope as Jack Hammond gets to his feet. He turns and is hit with a Missile Dropkick from Adam. Adam goes for the pin. 1….2….3 NO Jack Hammond Kicks Out.}

{Adam gets to his feet. He goes to help Jack up. Jack nails Adam with a boot to his midsection. Adam doubles over and is nailed with DDT. Jack goes and starts to climb the ropes.

Simon Daye: Jack showed some authority with that DDT

Jaymie Boone: Adam’s head hit hard on the mat

Jack leaps and nails Adam with a Shooting Star Press. The crowd is going crazy.

Jack goes for the cover. 1….2….3 NO! The ref says that Adam got his shoulder up just in time. Jack goes into the corner. He is starring at Adam. The crowd knows what is about to happen. Adam gets up and turns and Jack nails the Mustang. Jack goes for the pin. 1….2….3!

Simon Daye: Jack Hammond did it! He beat Adam Knite

Jaymie Boone: Next week is Metamorphosis

Simon Daye: DON’T Miss it. First Pay Per View for 2009