Date: Saturday, January 9th, 2009
Location: Oracle Arena; Oakland, California
Main Event: Nelly Angel vs. Rob Diamond
Notes: Trauma continues the Women's championship tournament and also caps off with Nelly Angel against Rob Diamond.
Commentators: Simon Daye & Jaymie Boone
Theme: "Blind Man" by Black Stone Cherry

Simon Daye: It's good to have you here tonight fans, we have a great show lined up indeed.

Jaymie Boone: Finally the women are starting to get some respect around here.

Simon Daye: You got that right Jaymie, infact our first match will infact be a said women's match.

MATCH ONE
Juliette Lee vs. Cassandra Ryan
Women's Championship Tournament Round One Match

Amber Ashe: I’m sorry to inform you but Sammie Rene appears to have had some issues in getting to the arena in this traffic tonight and as such, has been removed from this match.

The opening riff of Black Bullet by Kidney Thieves comes on as Julietta comes out to a chorus of boos. She just ignores it and spits before running to the ring. She rolls under the ropes and begins to stretch as the match gets ready to begin.

Amber Ashe: Coming out first, from Oklahoma City Oklahoma and weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds. JULIETTA LEE!

Simon Daye: She’s gotta be the creepiest chick I’ve ever seen.

Jaymie Boone: She’s definitely not the “hottest” out here. But she’s got an original look.

"Heavens a Lie" by Lacuna Coil hits and the lights in the building all go out. The arena is only lit by lighters and flashbulbs and then suddenly a flash of pyro strikes the stage and a ring of fire is seen. As the opening of the song comes to a finish, Cassandra Ryan can be seen rising up from beneath the stage. She is resting on one knee with her arms extended upwards and outwards. As she becomes even with the stage she slowly rises to her feet and the fans all start to cheer for her.

Amber Ashe: And her opponent, also weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds and hailing from Oshwa in Ontario Canada, CASSANDRA RYAN!!!

Simon Daye: Ok, this is definitely a tie between creepy chicks.

Jaymie Boone: Oh…by the way, this one married Lance Ryan. He’s going to kill you now.

Simon Daye: *Gulp*

Cassandra is dressed in a long black cape and she slowly makes her way to the ring without raising her head from her stare at the ground. However, as she reaches ringside she comes to life and she slides into the ring under the bottom rope. She then extends one leg through the ropes to the apron and poses for the crowd as they go crazy for her. Cassandra then removes her cape and stands atop the turnbuckle staring out at the crowd and waiting for the match to begin.

Simon Daye: And this match between the women of two large figures in wrestling history is about to begin.

Jaymie Boone: I didn’t think Prophet actually had anything to do with “history”.

Simon Daye: I don’t know, it’s just the lines I was given to read by Lance’s P.R. Agent earlier tonight.

The bell rings and both ladies come out of their corners with supreme force. They look like they are about ready to dominate one another as they lock up in the center of the ring with a test of strength. Cassandra overpowers Julietta and throws her to the ground. She quickly gets back up and goes for a roundhouse kick, but Cassie ducks underneath the slightly-high kick and tackles her to the ground before laying lefts and rights in and smashing her face against the canvas.

Simon Daye: This is really hot.

Jaymie Boone: Really? I thought you’d not go for that kind of thing.

Julietta gets back to her feet slowly and rushes at Cassandra with a takedown of her own, misses, and turns around only to be taken to the ground with a magnificently executed Pele kick. The fans give a big pop as Cassandra covers and the ref counts, One…Two…Kickout.

Simon Daye: Early pinfall attempt by Cassandra, but Julietta is still too wild to go down just yet.

Jaymie Boone: That’s two crazy women running on adrenaline right now; it’s time to see what they can do.

Julietta uses the ropes to get to her feet, and Cassandra is right there to attempt a clothesline over the ropes, but Julietta has her scouted and ducks, leaving Ryan to go right over the top and to the outside. Julietta quickly turns around, hurls herself up to the ropes and comes off with a beautiful Moonsault to the outside. The fans give a giant pop as they are really getting into this match.

Jaymie Boone: Wow, what great work there by Lee to scout that clothesline.

Simon Daye: That was…wow. I thought she was out and now she’s back in it.

The ref begins his ten count for the two ladies as they slowly get back to their feet. One…Two…Both are to a knee, and battling with their fists as they try to get to their feet. We hear opposing chants for both women from the audience. Three…Four…Julietta misses a punch as she gets to her feet, spins around and is thrown right into the ring post by Cassandra. Five…Six…Cassandra Ryan throws Julietta back in the ring before ascending the ropes. She gets to the top and leaps off, attempting a flying head scissors takedown on the groggy Lee but overshoots it and both women collide and fall flat to the mat. A large “Ooh” reverberates through the crowd.

Simon Daye: One countout to another, damn.

Jaymie Boone: They are throwing caution to the wind here tonight, that’s for sure.

Both women are slow to their feet as the ref counts. One…Two…they are both to a knee. Three…Four…they both get to their feet then fall back to a knee. Five…Six…They use the opposite ropes to get to their feet. They slowly move back to the center of the ring, and begin to exchange blows. The fans are on their feet chanting for Cassandra Ryan to get the upper hand as she’s losing the battle of fists. Julietta throws another and Ryan catches it, shaking her head. She kicks Lee in the gut and quick as a cat gets off a snap suplex on the other woman in this match. She covers as the fans still have her back. One…Two…THREE! NO! Julietta kicks out at the last second and the crowd gives a big “Two” in disappointment.

Simon Daye: It looks like this is a very back-and-forth match between equally matched women.

Jaymie Boone: I know, this might go on for a while, Simon.

Cassandra drags Julietta back to her feet, and appears to be going for the Shades of Gray when Julietta counters, using her hands as leverage to hit a massive hurricanrana that stuns the crowd and takes Cassandra down to the ground. Julietta feeds off the surprise and cheers of the crowd for the match to move to the ropes, stalking Cassandra as she gets back to her feet. She springboards off and hits the Mind Control Device before covering.

Simon Daye: Is this it?

Jaymie Boone: The crowd is going nuts here.

One…Two…THREE! NO! Cassandra Ryan gets a kick out at two and seven-eighths. Julietta looks surprised and begins arguing with the ref over the slow count. The fans go to cheer “Cassie, Cassie, Cassie” as they try to rally the other woman back to her feet. Julietta is irate, screaming at the ref about how slow the count was. Cassie is back to her feet and Julietta turns only to get knocked to the ground with a massive right hook. Cassandra goes to the ropes and nails a split-legged moonsault before making a cover of her own, the crowd still on their feet. One…Two…THR-NO! Julietta got her foot on the ropes.

Simon Daye: This is a very back-and-forth match here, Jaymie.

Jaymie Boone: Yes, these two are giving all they got tonight.

Ryan pulls Julietta away from the ropes and ascends the ropes again. She looks at the crowd and signals for her Mount Terror, and leaps. Julietta has moved, however, and she lands on nothing but the mat, clutching her back in pain. Julietta gets to the ropes, and ascends herself. She spits on the outside of the ring and leaps off with her Purely Murderous Suicide and once again, catches NOTHING but mat. The crowd is going nuts at the counter-for-counter approach to this match right now.

Simon Daye: And not just one, but two blocked high-flying moves in very quick succession here.

Jaymie Boone: And like or dislike these two, the fans are eating this up.

Julietta is still clutching her gut as Cassie pulls her back to her feet by her hair. She pulls Julietta up and looks to be going for the InPale, but Julietta wriggles out and kicks at Cassandra, who catches the foot only to be hit with the other one as Julietta hits a Step-up Enzugiri. She quickly converts, finishing her Whips and Chains combo by locking in a crossface on Cassandra who writhes in pain. Julietta revels in this, and the crowd is cheering for Cassandra to escape.

Jaymie Boone: And Cassandra is locked up in the middle of the ring, can she escape?

Simon Daye: I hope so, I don’t want this to end…this is SO HOT!

Jaymie Boone: Let me guess “Zombie Hot?”

Simon Daye: How did you know what I was going to say?

Jaymie Boone: You really are a predictable man.

Cassandra is writhing, trying to get out. She looks to the ropes, seeming so far away and begins to crawl. Julietta locks in the hold harder, trying to get Cassandra to tap. The crowd is cheering “Get to the ropes, Get to the Ropes” to Cassandra, which only makes Julietta wrench on the crossface even harder. Cassie finally gets to the ropes, her fingers slipping off as she can’t quite grasp. She grasps it barely, trying to pull herself forward just enough to grab it fully, and she DOES! The crowd goes nuts as the ref calls for Julietta to break the hold. She stands up, and kicks Cassie while she’s down, stomping a mad mudhole in her for getting to the ropes.

Simon Daye: That’s not fair.

Jaymie Boone: Doesn’t matter, neither wants to lose this match.

But Cassie rolls to the outside, escaping the blows. Julietta vaults herself over the ropes and misses, landing on the hard floor as Cassie gets back into the ring. Julietta sucks it up, and by the time the ref gets to the five of his count, she’s back in the ring with Cassie. Both women looks ready to keep going, and it’s amazing they’ve gone this far, truly showing what the women’s division is fully capable of. Julietta kicks Cassie in the gut and ascends the ropes, only to be followed by Cassie as they tussle on the top, exchanging blows. The crowd is going nuts, wondering how this will end.

Simon Daye: This could be dangerous.

Jaymie Boone: Very.

Tussling on the top of the turnbuckle, Julietta throws Cassandra off, who lands on her back, her head snapping off the mat hard. Julietta takes this opportunity and flies off with her Purely Murderous Suicide one more time and connects, much to the chagrin of the fans. She hooks the leg and covers, mocking the crowd as the ref counts One…Two…THREE!

Jaymie Boone: And a tough back-and-forth match ends with a pure turn of luck like that.

Simon Daye: Julietta Lee advances in the tourney, and I’m sure she’ll be hearing from Cassandra Ryan again.

Winner By Pinfall: Julietta Lee

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

Jaymie Boone: Next up, we'll see Freakke the clown unveil an oldie but goodie gimmick on his quest for a new identity.

Simon Daye: I'm amazed you paid attention to that, Jaymie.

Jaymie Boone: Clowns are hot.

Simon Daye: Not touching that one.

MATCH TWO
Xombi vs Donovan Hale
Singles Match

{Children of the Grave by Black Sabbath starts. As the music plays he ambles down to the ring, his walk gaited with stiffness and the lingering crack of decay. Xombi manages to pull himself into the ring, and then waits in grim determination.}

Simon Daye: I'm not likin this new Freakke. Kinda scary lookin.

Jaymie Boone: Wussy.

Simon Daye: Shut it!

{Donovan comes out from behind the curtain with Trinity and pauses at the top of the ramp, looking around at the torn crowd. His eyes tick around the face before he slowly starts to saunter towards the ring, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. He has an arm tossed over Trinity's shoulder and she holding on to the hand that is hanging down. Donovan releases Trinity and pulls himself up with the second rope, turning around to face the crowd. He then leans down and offers his hand to Trinity, lifting her onto the apron beside him. She smiles and blows kisses to the crowd while Donovan holds open the ropes for her and then slips in himself, climbing to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. He pauses for a moment, looking out into the crowd and then he flips off turning to face his opponent with determination.}

Simon Daye: Seems like I'm not the only one who doesn't know what to make of Freakke this week.

Jaymie Boone: Oh you guys are all wussies.

{The bell rings and Xombi doesn't move. Donovan moves in ready to lock up, and gets.. nothing. He pauses, unsure of what to do, then draws back a right hand and lets him have one. Xombi's head snaps to the side, but he doesn't appear affected otherwise. Donovan unleashes, rights and lefts, but Xombi just takes it all, without falling down. Donovan changes tactics, backing up and charging forward, nailing a shoulder block that finally takes the man off his feet. But Xombi just calmly sits up, and then gets back to his feet. Donovan looks downright stunned.}

Simon Daye: Hale is giving him the business. But it doesn't appear to be doing much.

Jaymie Boone: This is why Freakke will always be awesome.

Simon Daye: Not so sure about that.

{Donovan charges again. This time Xombi seemingly falls over to the side, his legs tripping Donovan and taking him down with a drop toehold. Whether that was on purpose of not, is something of debate. Donovan hops up quickly, his face a mask of anger. He moves in, attempting to grapple Xombi, but Xombi just leans back away, almost unintentionally. Xombi shuffles his feet stiffly and Donovan steps in to attack again, only to have the seemingly dead man come alive and grab Hale, nearly throwing him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. The look on Donovans face is priceless surprise even as he holds his back in pain. Donovan gets his feet under him, but a sudden surge of speed and he gets grabbed by Xombi and planted down with the King Killer!}

Simon Daye: I looked away for a second, what did I miss?

{Xombi falls over, draping himself across Hale. 1...2...3!!!!}

Jaymie Boone: You just missed Freakke winning this match.

Simon Daye: Wow.

{Xombi rolls out of the ring, stiffly making his way back up the ramp. Donovan gets up onto one elbow, trying to shake off the webs and figure out what just happened.}

Simon Daye: Well, that was shortlived. We'll be right back.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

MATCH THREE
Motor City Mafia VS. Harold Campbell/Mr. Red
DIRTY DEAL LUMBER JACK TAG TEAM MATCH

Dirty deal is already ringside with a wheelbarrow full of weapons waiting for the match to begin when a soothing southern twang of a guitar wafts through the arena speakers.

If Heaven ain't alot like Detroit I don't wanna go If Heaven ain't alot like Detroit I just as soon stay home If they ain't got no Eight Mile Like they do up in the D Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City It would be about the same to me It would be about the same to me

The intro then quickly transforms into the opening riff of “Heaven” by Uncle Kracker as Johnny Rotten and Jayson Matthews, step out from behind the black curtain to a large amount of cheers from the nCw crowd. Johnny stands in the middle of the ramp, swigging on a long neck bottle of some Pabst Blue Ribbon, as the young energetic Jayson Matthews runs from side to side successfully hyping up the crowd in attendance. The duo fist bump and then they begin to make there way down the ramp.

Johnny Rotten places his palms on the top rope and pulls himself onto the apron and swings his legs over the top as Jayson just hops over with the minimalist of effort. Jayson hangs over the top rope using the second rope as support and Johnny stands behind him. They both throw there rock hands in the air as pyro shoot from the turnbuckles. The music slowly fades as the McM await there opponents.

Simon Daye: You know, these guys are the number one contenders to the tag titles. And Dirty Deal are the champs.

Jaymie Boone: Why thanks, Captain obvious.

Dirty Deal looks like they are ready to pounce on Motor City Mafia before the match even begins, but the ref gives them an eye like he’ll strip their belts, and they don’t.

Jaymie Boone: The tension between these two is nuts. I wonder if Harold and Red can actually get it together enough to kick some ass.

Simon Daye: They won’t need much help. If Motor City Mafia goes out of the ring at all, they’ll be swamped by Dirty Deal.

Jaymie Boone: But what if they fall out.

Simon Daye: That, I haven’t quite figured out yet.

Jaymie Boone: Typical idiotic man.

**The lights in the arena begin to dim. The sound louder than ever blasts and deafens all those that are hearing able. "Party All Day" plays as the red spotlights begin to flash all over the arena. As they point to the entrance, we see a shadowy figure creep to the ring. The fans get up to their feet, as they stare down Harold Campbell making his entrance melting people's hearts. He stops and stares at all those screaming fans on the left and then on the right. He throws his arms in the air to bring more of it, they get louder as he swiftly makes his way to the apron. As he gets in, he runs to the side ropes and leans over. Pounding on his beating heart and then throwing his arm up, as explosions deafen the audience. He then sits back and waits.**

Jaymie Boone: There’s Harold Campbell, the nutcase.

Simon Daye: You realize, this place is full of them, right?

Jaymie Boone: And this revelation bothers you?

Simon Daye: I’m scared to come to work sometimes.

A deep digital voice says "M-V-P" over the speakers. Then, "The Red" blasts over the PA system. Mr. Red comes out arms stretched. Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown then come out behind him. Mr. Red points to himself while shouting to crowd how good he is. Mr. Red then climbs up the steps and into the ring, Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown following. Mr. Blue grabs a microphone and hands it to Mr. Red as Mr. Brown shows off his wardrobe. Mr. Red looks out to the crowd and then says, "Who betta then Red!?" To which the crowd responds, "Everybody!" Mr. Red then responds, "Nobody!" He then walks to the corner and Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown exit the ring to wait for the match to start.

Jaymie Boone: And the masked nutjob comes out next. Is it me, or is he probably ugly under there.

Simon Daye: Very.

Red’s two managers try to stay ringside, but Dirty Deal both grab a barbed-wire wrapped 2x4 to let them know they are not welcome. The bell rings and the ref is ready as Mr. Red and Jayson start off the match. Red and Jayson both run quickly at one another and begin trading lefts, rights, kicks and jabs. It looks like something out of a final fight on Dragon Ball Z with all the fast-flying blurry fists and kicks.

Simon Daye: Are they fast or what?

Jaymie Boone: Oh don’t worry, it won’t last that long, they’ll get tired.

Red hits a standing dropkick and Jayson looks like he’s about to tumble over the ropes into a waiting Dirty Deal, but he stops himself, and turns around only to get a superkick that sends him over the ropes.

Jaymie Boone: Uh oh, Dirty Deal is right there.

Simon Daye: And Jayson runs back into the ring before Dirty Deal can hit him, but they did swing and miss with one of those barbed-wire boards.

Red is waiting for Jayson, and pulls him to his feet only to hit a massive European uppercut. Jayson bounces off the ropes and into yet another uppercut before flipping backwards over the ropes, landing on the apron and hurling himself back over for a flying clothesline! Jayson covers One…Kickout.

Simon Daye: Yes, it looks like it will be fast paced as long as these two are here.

Jaymie Boone: Fast? You mean they are on speed?

Simon Daye: I don’t know, but we should have their urine tested.

Jaymie Boone: Yeah, I’m sure you’d love to taste-test it.

Both men are back to their feet quickly, and Red runs to the ropes, bouncing off and coming right at Jayson, who ducks a clothesline and levels him with a pele on the rebound. He covers again. One…Two…kickout. Jayson is first back to his feet, but Harold has had enough of this, and comes in, throwing Jayson out of the ring, right into the wheelbarrow filled with “goodies” Dirty Deal has.

Simon Daye: And Harold just pulled an illegal move, inserting himself into this match without being tagged-in.

Jaymie Boone: Illegal or not, everything Dirty Deal is about to do is PERFECTLY LEGAL.

Dirty Deal begin laying into him with the barbed-wire 2x4’s. They don’t stop, even as Rotten comes down off the apron and saves his partner from the beating by pulling him and putting him into the ring. But Dirty Deal is ready to take him out as well. They grab a large Ford sign and smash it over his large head, knocking him to his knees. They grab more weapons and continue to tear into him as Jayson is just looking on in horror as his big buddy is being taken apart piece by piece by Dirty Deal. Unbeknownst to him, Red has just tagged in Harold.

Jaymie Boone: Uh oh.

Simon Daye: I think he’d be safer on the outside.

Jayson must have heard them, as he goes to the outside, only to be hit with a mysterious bucket of liquid, followed by a knock to the head from the stripper pole that belongs to Amber Ashe.

Simon Daye: Uh…is that spit or…wait, it’s kinda white…what the hell is it?

Jaymie Boone: I got five bucks it is horse semen.

Simon Daye: What…the…hell.

Jayson looks like hell, as they shove him back into the ring to the awaiting Harold. Rotten, however, has somehow gotten back to the ring apron, and is begging for Jayson to tag him in. Harold looks at Rotten, then at Jayson and smiles evilly. He beats on his chest and lifts Matthews up and hits a massive running Powerslam on him, right near the corner where Johnny Rotten is waiting.

Jaymie Boone: I think he’s an idiot.

Simon Daye: Or maybe a genius?

Jaymie Boone: Idiot.

Jayson gets tagged on the foot by Johnny, and the two big men stare face to face. Rotten isn’t looking too good for wear after being assaulted by Dirty Deal for helping his partner. Rotten charges Harold, and tries to get some form of upper hand but he is quickly launched to the outside with a choke toss over the ropes. He clears Dirty Deal and hits the wheelbarrow, back first. He lets out a scream of pain as he and weapons go falling everywhere.

Simon Daye: And that was the end of that chance they had.

Jaymie Boone: I kind of feel sorry for the #1 contenders right now. KIND OF.

Dirty Deal grab a steel chain, and wrap it around the neck of Rotten as they scrounge through the other weapons. Ron Gibson has the chain firmly around the neck of Rotten as Kanyon grabs a….CAR DOOR! The fans are going nuts at this new revelation, as if the other pain and suffering to Motor City Mafia wasn’t enough.

Jaymie Boone: Uh…where did they get a car door?

Simon Daye: Don’t ask…because I know my car is missing all four now.

Jaymie Boone: Uh…Dirty Deal runs a chop shop?

Kanyon nails Rotten with the car door, and both of them roll the now-lifeless body into the ring for Harold to finish off. Jayson is next on the docket, as they pull him off the apron and deliver a massive double-powerbomb onto the car door, breaking the window and cutting into Matthews’ back.

Simon Daye: Grab the medics, this is a bloodbath.

Jaymie Boone: Thank god it’s almost over.

Harold lifts up Rotten and delivers his Homewrecker, covering for the pin. One…Two…Three!

Winners by Pinfall: Harold Campbell and Mr. Red.

{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}

MAIN EVENT
ROB DIAMOND VS. NELLY ANGEL
SINGLES MATCH

Simon Daye: For the last few weeks Nelly Angel and Rob Diamond have been exchanging insults back and forth, well all that talking comes to a head tonight as they square off in the main event of TRAUMA!

Jaymie Boone: Both of these guys are considered future world champions, but Nelly is a scrawny little loser and Rob just pisses me off, so personally, I don't care about this match.

Simon Daye: You never do.

Jaymie Boone: It's not my fault I enjoy a big hulking mountain of muscle.

Simon Daye: You like Sexy Jason?

Jaymie Boone: EWWWW GROSSSS!!!!

Rip it Up" by Jet rocks the arena as Nelly Angel comes running out of the back at full speed as he darts down the ring, slides in, and jumps up. He then climbs up a turnbuckle and then jumps off backward, super pumped for his match.

Simon Daye: Nelly is over huge with this crowd.

Jaymie Boone: And I'll never know why.

Simon Daye: I'm guessing it's his heart and personality.

Jaymie Boone: Or Randy pays them all.

Simon Daye: Now you sound like Rob.

Jaymie Boone: What can I say, he's a smart kid.

BORN TO BLEED! FIGHTING TO SUCCEED! BUILT TO ENDURE WHAT THIS WORLD THROWS AT ME!

"In Ashes they shall Reap" by Hatebreed really kicks into gear as Rob Diamond steps out through the curtains. Red, white and blue fire works shot off on either side of him creating a triangular tunnel of pyro as he walks from the entrance to the ramp. He rips the X-Division Title off from around his waist and holds it up in the air with his right hand as the fans boo him. The American Flag blazes on the tron behind him as he smiles and continues down the ramp, walking to the beat of the song. When he reaches the ring he rolls in under the bottom rope and jumps up on the second rope of the nearest corner, raising the X-Division Title high over his head as the chorus plays again.

Simon Daye: No love loss here, between Rob and pretty much everyone else.

Jaymie Boone: Falcon seems to like him.

Simon Daye: And he obviously has poor taste in friends.

The bell just rings when Rob pounces Nelly with a flurry of punches and forearms to the face. Nelly tries to block them but ends up knocked back into the corner of the ring. Rob lays in a few stiff kicks and grabs Nelly by the head, he tries to whip him out but Nelly holds up and grabs the ropes and breaks Rob's hold on him with a forearm to the face. Rob stumbles back and Nelly follows up with a heel kick right to the jaw bone. Rob takes a few more steps back and Nelly flies at him but Rob counters with a drop toe hold right into a STF. Nelly reaches for the ropes with his one free hand and manages to get the bottom rope. The ref breaks the hold and both men get to their feet. Nelly goes to lock up but Rob rakes his eyes and spins Nelly around into an inverted neck breaker.

Simon Daye: Diamond is holding nothing back, having promised to kill Nelly Angel earlier in the week.

Jaymie Boone: Never pegged Diamond for a Dark Prophet wannabe.

Simon Daye: Well his older brother's.... issues.... are well documented.

Jaymie Boone: Love the vague PWW reference Daye, I'm sure no one gets it.

Diamond is to his feet and boots Nelly a few times in the chest, on the third boot Nelly grabs his leg and trips Rob up. Nelly tries to lock in an ankle lock but Rob scrambles to the ropes for dear life. Nelly releases the hold and Rob asks the ref for some time. Nelly looks frustrated and walks over to Rob who grabs him by the tights and pulls him face first into the turn buckles. Rob is up, grabs Nelly by the tights again and spins him around and slams him shoulder first into the corner post.

Simon Daye: Diamond is just stacking injury upon injury right from the bell.

Jaymie Boone: Isn't that the point?

Simon Daye: Well... He's doing it on purpose.

Jaymie Boone: How is that not the point of wrestling?

Simon Daye:..... The ref is checking to see if Nelly is ok to continue.

Jaymie Boone: Nice segway... NOT!

The ref tries to check on Nelly but Rob pushes him out of the way and stands Nelly up. Rob spits right in his face and slaps him right across the mouth, Nelly responds with a resounding closed fist right to the jaw of Rob Diamond, Rob stumbles and Nelly comes out of no where with a huge clothes line.

Jaymie Boone: Wow, I didn't know he could be aggressive, he's full of surprises.

Simon Daye: I don't think Rob knew either.

Nelly pulls Rob off the mat with authority and throws him into the corner. Nelly runs in with another clothes line and a spin kick as he backs up. The fans can't get enough of Nelly as he grabs ob for a snap suplex, just getting him over. Nelly Angel is right back up and heads to the top rope. He lines up his shot and comes off the top with a double foot stomp right across Diamond's chest. Nelly goes for a pin. One.. Two.. KICK OUT!

Simon Daye: Almost out of no where Nelly has taken full control of this match.

Jaymie Boone: And it looks like he's got Rob's number now.

Simon Daye: Pretty close but Rob kicked out of that one.

Nelly looks pumped now as he gets up, he bends down to grab Rob but Rob jabs him right in the throat and pushes him into the referee, who in turns gets knocked back into the corner and goes down holding his head. Nelly gets up rather quick and looks at the ref, Rob in the mean time is up and comes up behind Nelly who turns right into a well placed knee to the twig and berries, Nelly almost goes down but Rob Diamond Cuts him for good measure.

Simon Daye: A LOW BLOW AND A DIAMOND CUTTER!!!! WHAT A PIECE OF *BEEP*

Jaymie Boone: Rob is a low down dirty wrestler and if the referee wasn't knocked down, he'd probably of won this match.

Simon Daye: Well thankfully there is no ref to count the three and Rob is forced to wait it out. But what a ****, seriously. Can the guy win one real match without kicking someone in the groin?

Jaymie Boone: Probably, but it doesn't sound as effective.

At this point, Rob rolls out of the ring and begins to dig underneath the ring for something. After several long moments he pulls out a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire.

Simon Daye: OH Sweet Jesus no, REF! REF! WAKE UP!

Jaymie Boone: Why don't you stop him?

Simon Daye: Are you kidding? They don't pay me to take barbed wire shots to the head.

Jaymie Boone: What a man....

Nelly Angel is using the ropes to stand up, his head pops out between the top and second rope and Rob drives the barbed wire bat into his face, opening up a deep wound and promptly knocking Nelly back into the ring.

Simon Daye: As if a knee to the crotch wasn't enough, he opened Nelly up with that shot.

Jaymie Boone: No ref, no rules, Diamond's home away from home.

Rob smiles as the fans boo him wildly, but he really doesn't give two craps what they think as he drops the bat on the ground and rolls back into the ring. Rob drags Nelly to the corner and climbs back out, he takes Nelly by both ankles and tries to split him in two on the ring post, crushing the berries for the second time. Nelly rolls around in pain and eventually falls out onto the floor, where Rob is waiting.

Jaymie Boone: He's really trying to drive his point home, isn't he?

Simon Daye: By removing Nelly's ability to have children....

Inside the ring the ref starts to come to life as Rob scoops Nelly up again. The ref looks around trying to find everyone. Rob goes to whip Nelly who reverses it and puts the brakes on Rob then drops him with a jaw breaker, Nelly then jumps up with a enzigiri. The ref spots them and starts his count. One... Nelly kicks Rob in the side.... Two.... Then jumps up for a hurricanrana.... Three.... Rob tries to roll through it but as he gets up Nelly drop kicks him in the back and drives his face into the ring post. Four... Five... Nelly Angel helps Rob back up and tries to send him into the ring but Rob blocks him and elbows him in the face... Six.... Rob turns and back fists Nelly.... Seven... Nelly takes a swing but Rob ducks it and shoves Nelly into the ring barrier... Eight.... Nelly tries to come back but Rob stomps his foot and jams him thumb right in Nelly's eye... Nine... Diamond rolls into the ring as Nelly tries to rub his eye, he goes for the ring only to have Rob kick him right in the head as he approached the ring and TEN!!!!!!

Amber Ashe: Your winner by count out.... ROB DIAMOND!!!!

Simon Daye: NO!!!!

Jaymie Boone: Rob got Nelly counted out?

Simon Daye: BULL! TOTAL BULL!

Jaymie Boone: Man, what a match, but Nelly just wasn't good enough.

Simon Daye: Excuse me? Rob poked him in the eye and got him counted out. HE DIDN'T BEAT HIM!!!!

Jaymie Boone: The records will say other wise.

Simon Daye: Whatever, Rob and the whole world know what happened here tonight.

Nelly Angel doesn't look at all pleased, through his one eye, and he slides back in the ring. Nelly turns Rob around who was in mid celebration and begins to jab him in the chest with his index finger as he begins to talk to him.

Simon Daye: Nelly is giving Rob a piece of his mind.

Jaymie Boone: Which I'm sure Rob is more than happy to listen to... yeah right.

Diamond's smiles is gone as Nelly says something pretty disheartening. Rob goes for another slap but Nelly blocks this one and head butts Rob right in the face, blood begins to pour from his nose and Nelly comes back with a fist right to his mouth. Rob stumbles and falls through the ropes to the outside. Nelly goes off the ropes and runs toward Rob, he sentons over the top rope and comes crashing down on Rob Diamond, much to the delight of the fans who are chanting Nelly's name.

Simon Daye: YEAH! THATS RIGHT! TAKE THAT YOU LOSER!

Jaymie Boone: Christ Daye, relax.

Simon Daye: NO WAY! That piece of garbage got what was coming to him. Good for you Nelly. Wait, what is he doing now?

Nelly Angel isn't done as he gets to is feet and pulls a chair out from the crowd. He closes that baby up and prepares to crush Rob right over the skull with it when Randy Angel and Mr. Happy come running down to the ring. Nelly holds the chair up high when Happy basically tackles him to the floor and Randy pulls the chair away.

Simon Daye: Nelly was going to settle up with Rob but Mr. Happy and his brother Randy wouldn't let him do it. I guess they don't want to see him stoop to Rob's level.

Jaymie Boone: No one does, to be honest.

Happy has Nelly in a bear hug and is dragging him away, Rob is getting up, a smile on his face but Randy turns around and cracks him over the skull, the chair bent in half. Nelly is trying to break free but Happy has him locked tight as he drags him up the ramp, Randy on the other hand looks pretty pleased with himself as the camera fades out.