DH: We are proud to be here in New York on the biggest stage of them
all and representing Phoenix Valley Wrestling.  I am Dean Hayes and my
partner in crime tonight is wrestling legend and long time announcer
in the biz, "Fabulous" Fred Hoyle.

FH: It's a pleasure to once again be calling some good old fashion
wrestling.

DH: Tonight we have the Unrivaled Funky Ones taking on their rivals
The Royal Family.  A little bit of a twist was added recently as the
winner will be rewarded the 8th spot in the 8 team tag team gauntlet
match for the PVW Tag Team titles.

FH: The losers not only have the embarrassment of losing in front of
the whole world, but they will receive the first slot for their hard
work of losing.

DH: If you want to put it that way.

FH: I do.

RA: Introducing first, From Chicago, Illinois.... At a combined weight
of four hundred and twenty pounds...




' D O C T O R '   B O N E S   E L L I S


' T H E   M A S T E R   O F   A F R O D Y N A M I C S '   A P O L L O
J O N E S


T H E   U N R I V A L E D   F U N K Y   O N E S ! ! !




[A woman's voice echoes out.]


V/O: Hit that music and make it funky, baby!


[Then comes the funk in the form of James Brown's "Living in America"
the lights around the entrance portal begin to flash and swing to the
beat of the song.  Smoke begins to pour out the entrance ramp and from
the back comes out the duo known as the Unrivaled Funky Ones.

On the right, is the Master of Afrodynamics, Apollo Jones who is
sporting a full on afro, wearing a pair of American Flag boxers,
sleeveless matching vest and matching boots with red tassels hanging
off of those. To the left, is his partner in crime, a Real Cool Cat,
"Doctor" Bones Ellis.  Ellis is a little less flashy wearing a black
t-shirt which reads "Funk 'til yer Dead." and a pair of wrestling
tights that has variations airbrushing on it - tonight features an
angel embracing a demon with Ellis' face.]



# Living in America, eye to eye, station to station #

# Living in America, hand to hand, across the nation #

# Living in America,  got to have a celebration #



[The two make their way to the ring, Jones continues to dance his way
towards the ring, while Ellis plays it cool keeping his eyes on the
ring at all times.  Ellis hits the ring first by diving under the
bottom ropes as Jones uses the steel steps to boogie on up.  He then
leaps over the top ropes in a great show of skill.  The music fades as
Jones removes his American flag vest.]

DH: The UFO's firing up the crowd inside the Madison Square Garden
tonight!

FH: Who do these two think they are James Brown?  This is wrestling
not the Soul train.  You've gotta be kidding me!

DH: They are one of the more popular tag teams inside the PVW.  They
have been waiting and pleading for a match against The Royal Family.

FH: Be careful what you ask for.

RA: Their opponents at a combined weight of eight hundred and five
pounds....

FH: That's massive!

DH: it's mostly in one man.

RA: The team of -




J O H N A T H A N   M O N A R C H


A N D


' R O L E M O D E L '   P A U L   S T Y L E S




T H E   R O Y A L   F A M I L Y ! ! !




[The piano exit from Layla by Derek and The Dominos starts as The
Royal Family emerge from the locker room. Their reputation from nearby
Michigan years ago provides a louder than expected heel pop from the
old school fans. A group of 10-12 cheering fans near the entrance
simultaneously start to cheer and hold up replica AWMC title belts. A
smiling Paul walks over to shake a few hands and meet the girls while
Johnathan has already lost interest and moved on.

"Rolemodel" Paul Styles, at 5'10 and 230 pounds, is dressed in a light
blue sweater vest over a lighter blue dress shirt, which he also wears
as his wrestling attire. Johnathan Monarch, 6'10 and 575 pounds, is
also dressed in his wrestling attire of a black dress shirt and pants
along with maroon suspenders. Carl, basically the same build/size as
Paul Styles, wears a tidy three piece black suit over a green

Carl walked straight to the ring. Once Paul gets past the group of
fans he still takes time to flirt with the girls along the aisle
trying to make eye contact with him. Johnathan just takes forever to
walk to the ring because he's lazy. Once they reach the ring each
climb the steps, Carl holds the rope open for Paul while Johnathan
steps over the top rope. the music dies down as Paul smiles, beginning
to notice all the girls around ringside staring at him]

DH: UFO's are quite a bit more younger and agile, but there is quite a
number of years of experience between Styles and Monarch.  These two
are life long friends and between the two have a trophy case of
championships and accomplishments.

FH: My kind of guys.  They understand the wrestling business and
understand what it takes to be elite class superstars.  They should
mop the floor with these Late night Chicago abominations.

DH: Not a Funky fan eh?

FH: I enjoy a little James Taylor.




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	PVW Tag Team Action:
	Unrivaled Funky Ones
	v. Royal Family

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<<< DING   DING >>>


[As the bell rings the camera picks out PVW tag teams, Shadoe Rage and
Derek Rage of the Prophets of Rage a few rows back.  'Stalker' Johnny
Styles and Semi a bit to the right of them of Urban Legend.]

DH: It appears both Urban Legend and The Prophets of Rage booked a
flight and traveled to New York to catch this match.

FH: These teams can't be too comfortable with Shadoe and Derek Rage
near ring side.

DH: What about Urban Legend?

FH: Those guys?  If they knew what was good for them they'd stay right
there in those seats.

[The 570 pounder mammoth, Johnathan Monarch starts the match for the
Family.   Ellis and Jones begin their paper, rock, scissors...  Ellis
tosses down a set of scissors, but Jones gives the upwards scissors
known to the PvW world as 'Funk'.  Ellis lowers his head and steps out
of the ring.]

FH: Not this again.

DH: 'Master of Afrodynamics' Apollo Jones looks to be starting things
off for the UFO's. Styles now on the ring apron is discussing things
with the mastermind, Carl Stevenson.

FH: Stevenson really makes this operation tick.  These guys have been
around together for a number of years.  Everywhere that has employed
them they have dominated.  You have to respect a guy like that.

DH: Love or hate the Royal Family you better respect them.

[With the bell already sounded Jones dances across the right side of
the ring.  Monarch stands there unimpressed.  Finally the showboating
has slowed down and Jones goes to tie up with the juggernaut.  The
Master of Afrodynamics with a quick armbar.  Quick on his feet he
brings the arm behind Monarch.  Monarch pulls loose and a lightning
quick dropkick by Jones.  Monarch still on his feet and Apollo Jones
with a series of brutal snap kicks!   To the right leg... to the
left.. back to the right... Monarch close to dropping and Jones hits
the ropes and Flying body press - ]

DH: Monarch catches him!!!!!!

FH: This isn't a situation you want to be in.....

[Monarch leaps forward driving Jones to the mat with a powerslam!]




ONE ...




TWO ...




DH: Jones finds enough strength to get a shoulder up.

FH: That's about all you can do when 570 pounds lays on top of you.

DH: I hope you don't know by experience.

FH: Hey, it was one time, and there was a LOT of tequila involved...
The more I think it about it, Mama Hayes was a big girl.

DH: Moving right along.

[Monarch is doing just that.  He has pulled of the deflated Apollo
Jones.  Even his Afro at this point needs time to puff out. Monarch
reaches back and slaps the chest of Apollo Jones.  He reaches back and
drives that big open palm down again.  With each slap it echoes
through the Garden.  Lip readers can see, Bones Ellis say
'daaaaammnnnnn'.]

DH: Monarch turning Jones chest bright red.

FH: That's an accomplishment. Apollo is Overcoming hundreds of years
of genetics.

DH: I'm not touching that one.

FH: What did I say?

[Monarch sends Apollo Jones across the ropes the heavyweight barely
moves turning Jones inside out with a massive clothesline.  Stevenson
and Styles stands applauding Monarch who appears uninterested in
what's going on as pretty much usual.  Monarch leaps if you can call
it that and drops down on Jones with a splash.]




ONE ...




TWO ...




[TWO COUNT POP!!]




DH: Jones with another shoulder firing up just before the three count.
Monarch appears to unmotivated out there, but he is still using that
massive size to his advantage.

FH: If you have it use it.

[Bones Ellis reaches through the ropes, but Jones is just out of reach
as Monarch pulls him into a side headlock and applies pressure
squeezing the Master of Afrodynamics head.]

FH: OOf.. Would you want to be under Johnathan Monarch's armpit like
that?  I'd submit right there.  I'm not sure I could handle all that.

DH: Jones sends Monarch off.... Jones drops down to the ground and
Monarch rebounds and Bones Ellis springboards off with a splash!!!!!

FH: He isn't the legal man!! What is this horse crap!

[The referee is blocked by Jones now and Ellis with a series of
forearm smashes!!!   Paul Styles has dropped off the ring apron and
has high tailed his way around to the outside and grabs the ankle of
Ellis and pulls him right outside the ring!]

DH: There is a brawl on the outside now!!! Ellis has Styles reeling,
but The Rolemodel has dropped to his knees and LOW BLOW!!!

FH: A little justice right there..

DH: Apollo Jones is on the top ropes and he is pointing right at the
Rolemodel!!!!









[HIGH SPOT POP!!!!]









[Jones did a quick robot dance then leaped into a spinning corkscrew
and landed right on Styles and Ellis breaking his fall!]

FH: What is this the circus?  I thought they paid me to travel to New
York to call a wrestling match.

DH: That's called a Corkscrew Plancha.

FH: More like the Horse Crap dive.

[With all three men laid out on the outside Carl Stevenson is on the
ring apron giving the referee an ear full.  Johnathan Monarch has
rolled out and yanks out the ring announcers monitors. He turns as
Ellis slowly makes his way to his feet - ]




"_____THWWAAAPPP_____"




DH: Talking about Illegal!?!

FH: The Unrivaled Funky Ones changed this match to street rules.  Now
they must deal with it.  Styles is from the mean streets of Ontario
baby!

DH: Do you even know what you are saying?

[Monarch begins choking Jones with the cable attached to the monitor
as finally the referee breaks away from Carl Stevenson's bunch of
nonsense.  He rolls out and begins warning Monarch.]


One ...


Two ...


Three ...


Four ...


Fiii ---


DH: Monarch drops the cable at the very last second.  I'd say the
damage has been done.  Paul Styles has retreated back to his corner
and look at that smug smile.

FH: He has the UFO's right where he wants them.

DH: I'd say Monarch does.

FH: Same difference.

[Monarch rolls Ellis into the ring and slowly walks up the steps after
him...]

DH: Ellis isn't the legal man, but at this point I think pretty much
everyone, but us realizes that.

FH: Both of them look dazed and confused pick one and finish the
match.

DH: Monarch hooks the leg!




ONE ...




TWO ...




THR ---




[KICK OUT POP!!!]




DH: NO!!! Ellis with a half kick out, but enough to make it count.

FH: You call that a kick out?

DH: I call that a very good kick out with a 570 pound beast on you.

FH: Okay I will give you that.

[The 570 pound mammoth pulls The Doctor up and bone CRUSHING
backbreaker.  Monarch holds Ellis over his knee and just drives an
elbow to the throat era of Bones Ellis.  The slumped Ellis rolls off
Monarch's knee quickly grabbing his mid back.]

DH: Monarch is punishing Ellis now.

FH: Look at Styles and Stevenson enjoy themselves in their corner.
Styles hasn't even broke a sweat.  What an idol for all wrestling
fans.

DH: Has he even tagged himself in yet?

FH: No need look at Monarch destroy the UFO's.  I bet the Prophets and
Urban Legend at ring side are rethinking things right about now.

DH: Urban Legend are no strangers to Styles games.

[Apollo Jones has made it back to his apron.  Monarch pulls Ellis up
and he holds him so his partner can see him....  Ellis out of nowhere
with a roll up!!!!]




ONE ...




TWO ...




THR ---




[BOOOO!]




DH: Monarch kicks out!  Ellis almost stole a victory from the
overconfident Monarch.  Monarch goes for a big right hand and Ellis
ducks under and DROPKICK TO THE RIGHT KNEE OF MONARCH!!!!!!

FH: Oh now that was just low!

[Ellis hits the ropes and Monarch goes for a back body drop and Ellis
with a sunset flip,  Monarch holds on and goes for a big sit-out
splash.... NOBODY HOME!!!!!!  Ellis tags Jones and the Master of
Afrodynamics climbs the top ropes... Monarch is up and turns and Jones
leaps Superfly style.....  Monarch catches him!!!!!!!  Bones Ellis
quick on the draw takes that right knee out and Jones falls on top of
the big man!]




ONE ...




TWO ...




[Ellis leaps on top of Jones!!!]




THRRRRR ---




[HEEL POP!!!]




DH: STYLES JUST MAKES THE SAVE!!!!!! I mean MILISECONDS away...  Ellis
is quickly up and he is reeling off a series of rights on Styles.
Down goes Styles!!!!

['Doctor' Bones Ellis funks into the Electric Slide and then drills
The Rolemodel with a shining wizard forcing Styles to roll out of the
ring flat on his stomach.  Ellis quickly to the outside where The
Prophets of Rage are now tossing insults towards Ellis.]

DH: Shadoe and Derek Rage have Bones Ellis attention...  Bones Ellis
has hand enough and he DRILLS Shadoe Rage across the right jaw!!!!

FH: That was a mistake!

[Derek Rage and Shadoe Rage begin swinging back and the referee has
quickly rolled out to break the brawl up.]

FH: These aren't ordinary fans....

DH: No I would say not.  Jones with a cartwheel into the ring into an
elbow smash!  The Rolemodel has stumbled into the ring and is putting
something on his fingers and as Apollo Jones turns around -






[BIG HEEL POP!!]









FH: WHAT A RIGHT HAND BY STYLES!!!

DH: It was just a little loaded.

FH: Sugar Ray Styles baby!

[Referee is still on the outside separating Ellis from the Prophets as
Paul Styles locks on the figure four leg lock on Apollo Jones.
Johnathan Monarch has now made his way on the ropes and leaps into AIR
MONARCH!!!!]

FH: 570 pounds of pure muscle!

[Carl Stevenson is grabbing the referee and he has his attention.
This ironically got Ellis attention too.  The two bolt for the ring.
The referee slides first, but Stevenson grabs the waist of Ellis and
holds on for dear life as Styles begins putting the boots to the
forehead of Ellis as he trys to shake Stevenson loose.]




ONE ...




TWO ...




THREE !!!




[BOOOOOOOOOO!]




DH: It's over!  The Royal Family has cheated their way to the 8th slot
at Rise from the ashes.

FH: Fair and square Dean-o.

[Monarch and Styles roll out of the ring with the arms raised high.  A
million dollar grin sits across the face of The Rolemodel.  Bones
Ellis leans over his partner checking on him, but not for long as the
arena erupts in boo's as Derek and Shadoe Rage roll into the ring.]

DH: What are they doing inside the ring?

FH: Making their presence felt here in Madison Square Garden.

DH: Shadoe Rage had his chance and lost on Night one.

FH: I wouldn't tell him that.

[The larger brother, Derek Rage picks Bones Ellis up with a claw hold
and lifts him up SLAMMING HIM HARD TO THE MAT!!!!!]

FH: Hand of God!!!

DH: Shadoe Rage is now on the top rope he is pointing at Apollo
Jones..   Moonsault into ELBOW DROP...  The Angel of Death
Drop!!!!!!!!

[The fans continue to Boo as The Royal Family stand mid entrance way
just smiling as The Prophets of Rage continue to dismantle the UFO's.
Those jeers finally turn into cheers as 'Stalker' Johnny Styles and
Semi of Urban Legend has had enough!]

DH: Semi and Stalker are in the ring and look at these two teams
go!!!!  Monarch appears to be headed back to the ring, but Paul Styles
stops him.

FH: Let Prophets do his dirty work.  Paul knows they clinched the 8th
spot.

DH: Things have gotten out of hand the PVW tag team division has
invaded New York and here comes some of New Yorks finest to break
things up!!!!

FH: Shadoe Rage is screaming towards Stalker he wants to fight!!!!

DH: Things are getting ugly between Urban Legend and The Prophets of
Rage.