SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (09/11/2018)

SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (09/11/2018) Sept 11, 2018 11:33:47 GMT -5

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Post by Glenn Owen on Sept 11, 2018 11:33:47 GMT -5

Live from the Madison Square Garden, New York

On Tuesday 11th September (Special 9/11 Tribute Show)

“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children.” —former President George W. Bush

“For me and my family personally, September 11 was a reminder that life is fleeting, impermanent, and uncertain. Therefore, we must make use of every moment and nurture it with affection, tenderness, beauty, creativity, and laughter.” —Deepak Chopra

“Even the smallest act of service, the simplest act of kindness, is a way to honor those we lost, a way to reclaim that spirit of unity that followed 9/11.” —President Barack Obama

JC: Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls from around the world. We are love from Madison Square Garden in New York. I’m John Cartright, next to me is Randy White. And may we both welcome you to Tuesday Night Titans.

RW: Welcome everyone, and even me and John can come together of this a night of remembrance for us all.

JC: Indeed, and the best way to do that is simply to do what we do best. So with that in mind we have a fantastic show in store for you all tonight folks. Two titles are on the line as well as some debuts and I’m sure what will be a whole lot more excitement. So lets us do that we do, what makes us strong, and get on with the show.

RW: Ahem to that old friend.

Robert Saints vs. Twilight

Standard Match

RW: Our first match of the night is for the SFT Intercontinental Title.

JC: And what a doozy of a match this promises to be.

Line in the Sand by Motorhead plays over the arena as Robert Saints and his wife Kelly Robinson make their way out to the entrance ramp as red pyro hits down the sides of the entrance ramp making it's way towards the ring as Robert Saints and his wife Kelly Robinson now make their way down the entrance ramp to the ring. Robert Saints bounces onto the ring apron and then enters between the top and middle ropes into the ring as Kelly Robinson stands up onto the ring apron and does her trademark split under the bottom rope and then Kelly Robinson exits the ring and waits in her husband's corner as Robert Saints waits for his opponent to come out.

RW: Robert Saints looks ready as EverReady battery.

I will be heard as Twilight makes his way to the ring with the IC Title around his waist.

JC: Twilight has become a fan favorite in recent months.

RW: they know talent when they see it.

JC: Whatever.

Twilight hands the title to the ref and they stand toe to toe as the bell sounds off.

RW: Here we go!

Twilight starts it off with a running forearm followed by a quick arm drag takedown. Twilight locks in arm bar on Robert but Robert quickly counters and is out of the hold. Robert with a clothesline followed by a flying knee to the chest of Twilight!

JC: ouch!

Robert climbs the top turnbuckle and flies with a diving elbow drop! He covers Twilight and the ref counts

1…………...

2…………..

kickout!

RW: Close close but no cigar

JC: Gotta give props to Twilight didn't think he’d kick out of that.

Robert picks up Twilight and hits a nice sidewalk slam! But Robert does not cover as he tries and locks in a sharpshooter!

RW: oh no!

JC: This could be it!

Robert is applying pressure, and Twilight is in pain, real serious pain. Twilight tries to claw his way to the ropes but its slow going. Fans are cheering both of them on, Robert locks in even tighter.

RW: he is like a tick on a dog right now, no where to go.

JC: yeah its hard to watch. I would of tapped out long ago.

Twilight is screaming now as he moves his way slowly to the ring.

RW: His leg is gonna pop.

JC: If it pops it pops.

Somehow Twilight escapes or Robert loses his grip, Twilight sweeps the legs out from under Robert and with his bum leg uses it to roll it over Roberts throat!

RW: Holy crap!

Twilight who cant really stand covers Robert the ref counts

1…………….

2…………..

3!!!!!!!!!!!

WINNER: TWILIGHT

JC: That is it, somehow miraculously Twilight retains the IC title!

Jamo vs. Mya Denton vs. Lionel Kingston vs. 404

4 corners match, #1 contender to Hardcore Title Match

After a commercial break, we go to John and Randy as the Hardcore Championship Match is about to begin.

JC: Coming up next, a fatal four way match to crown a new Hardcore Champion. This match was originally supposed to be for contendership for the title that Louis Cypher, and then he quit… so… someone must have dug it up.

RW: Yeah, and then nobody cleaned it up. The referee has it in the ring, and it's filthy. I'm pretty sure I see worms crawling from under the plates.

JC: Don't worry. Whoever walks out as champion will probably clean up the mess and restore that title to its former glory.

The camera switches to the ring, as “Woken” by Matt Hardy plays. The fans go silent and mostly just play games on their phones, anticipating the entrance of Jamo. There is a long, awkward pause… and then… there's no Jamo. The music cuts off and a production assistant rushes over to John and Randy, talking to them off microphone.

RW: We're being told this match has ALREADY started, folks… in the locker room!

JC: What are we waiting for? Somebody get a damn camera back there!

There is another awkward pause before a camera finally catches up with the action in the locker room. There we see Mya Denton, Lionel Kingston and 404 playing ping pong punches with Jamo in the locker room. The game ends when 404 bites Jamo's neck, breaking the skin and busting him open.

404: Looks like I'm going to win this Fatal 404 Way Match, huh?

Kingston: Does that mean you're fatal? How can you win if you die?

404: Surprise! I'm already dead!

404 lunges at Kingston and starts punching and chopping away at the goliath former two time World Champion. Mya joins in the fight, assisting 404 in taking the big man down. Together, they get him down enough and fight him over to the lockers. They see Jaime Reyes and 404 pushes him out of the way, then open up his locker.

404: Get in, nerd!

They shove Kingston halfway into the locker, then realize he's WAY too big to fit into the locker.

Denton: Plan B!

Denton picks up a duffel bag and swings it, knocking Kingston in the head.

Denton: That was heavy. Damn.

Reyes: Yeeeeahhh… my title is in there…

He takes back the bag and Denton looks apologetic. She turns around and 404 goes for her neck, but she responds with a kick to the balls. 404 then laughs hysterically, and starts punching himself in the balls.

404: See! Nothing! It's all dead down there! Hahahahahah!

404 goes for her again and is met with a spinning heel kick to the head, which sends him crashing head first into a locker door. His forehead catches a sharp part and blood trickles down it almost instantly. Denton looks around the room.

Denton: Where did the dead weight go?

Just then, Jamo comes running over with a chair over his head. Denton thinks quickly and drop toe holds him, and he goes down hard… face first on the steel chair.

Denton: Oh, man. I think your nose is broken. Sorry not sorry.

Denton goes for a pin, and nobody makes the count.

Denton: Can anyone find a ref around here?

Kingston points at the open locker room door.

Kingston: There's a “No Zebras Allowed” sign on the door. See…

404: Let's take our business elsewhere then.

Kingston and Denton nod, and the three head for the door.

Denton: What about ol’ busted face?

Kingston: He'll catch up.

404: … or not.

The three laugh as they head for the door together. Once out of the locker room, a referee is waiting. He shrugs his shoulders and then points at the sign on the door.

Referee: Sorry, guys. Rules is rules.

Denton and 404 nod their heads, and then Kingston grabs them and noggin knocks them. Both fall to the ground.

Kingston: Ref, flip a coin.

The ref digs in his pockets and finds a quarter.

Kingston: Heads, 404. Tails, Denton.

He flips the coin in the air and it's…

Referee: Tails.

Kingston grabs Denton by the ankle and drags her down the hallway. Halfway to gorilla position, she kicks his hand and breaks the grip. She gets to her feet as Kingston goes for a big boot. She rolls under it and pushes a huge rolling production crate as Kingston turns around, taking the cart right in the gut and buckling him over. Denton runs and jumps onto the crate, then connects with a flying knee strike to Kingston's head, taking the big dude down. She goes for a pin, trying to hook his long leg.

Referee: One… two… kickout!

Denton gets up and starts stomping away at Kingston, as 404 catches up and joins in on the stomping. He then points down the hall, and she nods in agreement. They each grab an ankle and struggle to drag him.

Denton: He's… so… heavy!

404: This is dumb. Let's just go fight each other.

Denton: Deal. May the best human win.

404: Who said I'm human?

404 headbutts her, hard enough to bust her open just above her right eye. He then grabs her by the back up the neck and starts walking to the gorilla position. As they near the entrance, Denton elbows 404 in the ribs and then Northern Irish Whips him through the curtain. Like a video game glitch, 404 keeps running… all the way down the ramp… until he crashes into the ring.

JC: Testing. Testing. Testing. We're back?

RW: Leave it to the geeks in the truck to mess up our mics on today of all days.

JC: While our mics were dead, I made a joke about there being three crimson masks and how a fourth would turn this match into a death metal pop group.

RW: It wasn't a good joke… at all…

Denton makes her way down the ramp and sees the original scheduled referee, still in the ring with the Hardcore Championship. When she gets to the ring, 404 is gone. She shrugs and lifts up the ring apron, and is blasted with a fire extinguisher from 404. She rolls around on the ground, choking… as her mouth was open when she was sprayed. She gets up and stumbles over to the guardrail, snatching a collectable soda cup from a fan in the first row. She washes out her mouth, gargles some of the soda cup… and when 404 turns her around, she instinctively spits the soda out in his face.

JC: Purple Most!

RW: I love grape soda.

JC: Fans, we're getting word that Kingston and Jamo are continuing their fight backstage, with the other referee from before.

RW: Can we get a split screen, or are you geeks too busy playing Fortnite?

Moments later, the backstage and ringside action shows up split screen on television. Backstage, the bloodied Jamo is whacking away at Kingston with a broomstick that he found somewhere. Kingston is down on all four and Jamo breaks it over his back.

Jamo: MUAHAHAHAHA! STUPENDEROUS!

Ringside, Denton is lighting 404 up with a flurry of stiff kicks. She then grabs him in a reverse facelock and springboards off of the guardrail, turning around and dropping him on the floor with a bulldog. She goes for a cover.

Referee: One… two… kickout!

Backstage, Jamo rolls Kingston onto his back and goes for a cover. Before the referee can go down to count, Kingston wraps his arms around Jamo and squeezes until Jamo sharts. He sits up, still holding onto Jamo. He manages to get up to his feet, still holding onto Jamo. Kingston then hoists Jamo up and bodyslams him onto the production crate from earlier. He holds Jamo's shoulders down on the crate.

Referee: But… he's not on the ground…

Kingston: Count it!

Referee: One… two…

Before the count of three, Jamo accidently slides off of the crate backwards, accidently kicking Kingston in the mouth. Jamo crashes to the concrete floor and Kingston checks his mouth, noticing blood coming from his lip.

RW: Don't you dare, John.

JC: By gawd! They're the Crimson Mask Quartet!

RW: That's not good… at all…

Ringside, Denton waits as 404 gets to a knee. She charges at him and goes for a shining wizard, but he ducks out of the way and she goes crashing into the ring steps in a super scary way. 404 goes after her and locks in a rear naked choke. Then turns the choke into an impaler dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane.

Backstage, Kingston drags Jamo up and puts him up in a fireman's carry, then turns it into a facebuster slam. Kingston goes for a cover backstage… and 404 goes for a cover at ringside.

Referees: One… two… three!

JC: Kingston wins!

RW: 404 wins!

JC: What?!

RW: What?!

Split screen, we see both referees raising the hands of who they believe is the winner of this match. The referees hear chatter over their ear pieces. Backstage ref tells Kingston to follow him, and ringside ref tells 404 to follow him. The four of them meet up halfway down the ramp, and they look up at the StrikeTron. The split screen replay shows up.

JC: See. Kingston covers Jamo…

RW: … and 404 covers Denton.

The video goes to slow motion and…

JC: Backstage referee starts to count first! Suck it, Randy!

RW: That means…

The referees shake hands, and ringside referee hands the Hardcore Championship to Lionel Kingston, then both refs raise his arms in victory.

WINNER: LIONEL KINGSTON

404 goes ballistic and headbutts Kingston in the chest, then traps his arms and gives him another half a dozen headbutts, followed by a sling blade.

JC: DDOS Attack from 404!

404 picks up the championship and holds it over Kingston's face. He then calls for a live mic, and instantly gets one.

404: I take what I want! And after I take out Lex Luthor and El Gigante, I want the gold, sucka! Jungle Cat, I'm coming for you, n--

Before he can finish that racial slur, the scene cuts to a well timed commercial break.

Help For Hero's

Nirvana vs. Jackson Kent

Standard Match

When we return from a commercial break, Jackson Kent is already standing in the ring.

JC: And there's Jackson Kent, ladies and gentlemen. What an entrance.

RW: Huh? He came out during commercials, without music.

JC: I was trying to hype the man up. Geez.

Suddenly, the lights go out. “Orgasmatron” by Sepultura starts to play and the fans give an oddly mixed reaction. As the lights start to come back, we see Nirvana eerily standing behind Jackson Kent in the center of the ring.

RW: Turn around!

Jackson can feel breath on the back of his neck, and has no time to react as Nirvana punches him square in the back of the head.

JC: Donkey punch!

The opening bell sounds, and the match has officially begun. Jackson struggles to get to his feet and Nirvana reaches for him. Jackson fights him back and then falls through the ropes to the outside. He leans up against the guardrail until Nirvana steps out of the ring. Then begins the chase around the ring. Jackson scurries away, as Nirvana calmly follows. Jackson looks back and then trips over the ring steps. When he looks up, Nirvana is there. Nirv reaches down and grabs Jackson by the throat with one hand, pulling him up.

RW: The strength of Nirvana is just unreal. Jackson Kent is a big, solid dude. This is crazy.

Nirvana lifts him off the ground a few inches, instilling the fear of God (or Satan, or whatever) into him. As the referee nears his ten count, Nirvana tosses Jackson under the bottom rope and then enters the ring, breaking the count. Jackson staggers to his feet and tries to escape, only to get the back of his neck grabbed by Nirvana, who delivers a devastating reverse chokeslam. Nirv then rolls Jackson onto his back and makes the cover.

JC: One…

two…

three!

WINNER: NIRVANA

RW: Nirvana picks up another dominant victory.

And then… darkness falls. When the lights return, both competitors have vanished.

JC: That was… weird...

Emerson Embry vs. Jaime Reyes

Standard Match

RW: World title time!

JC: Cant wait

Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down hits as Emerson makes his way to the ring to a large hail of cheers from the crowd.

RW: He has now officially become the People’s champ.

JC: I cant argue with that.

Be Unden!Able" by Hellyeah starts up and mood in the crowd instantly changes as "Undeniable" Jaime Reyes bursts out from the backstage area. The limitless energy sends him sprinting to the ring, stopping dead in his tracks maybe ten feet from the ring. He looks around at the masses, giving a few nods to some adoring fans, then takes a few strong steps before leaping onto the ring apron. He springs over the top rope and lucha rolls into the center of the ring, then pops to his feet and is suddenly calm before giving out a few more nods to the fans.

Jaime and Emerson are now standing toe to toe.

RW: It is on, chakka khan!

The bell sounds off and we begin. Jaime starts it off an elbow to the head of Em. Em hits the mat and Jaime with a lunging knee that connects with Em’s face!

JC: Ouch, Jaime showing a bit of a mean streak.

Jaime with a quick slam then a backbreaker! Jaime with the cover as the ref counts

1………….

2………...

kickout!

RW: Jaime showing quite some strength since the match began.

Jaime climbs the turnbuckle and flies off with an elbow drop but Emerson rolls out of the way and Jaime hits the mat hard. Jaime bouncing up and down in pain. Emerson waits for Jaime to slowly get up and runs and hits a nice bulldog!

JC: Cha ching!

Emerson turns Jaime over and the ref counts

1………...

2……..

kickout!

RW: close but no!

Emerson picks up Jaime and hits an atomic bomb!

JC: Oh that is gonna leave Jaime walking not right for a while.

Emerson picks up Jaime and hits a piledriver!

RW: old school move but quite effective

Emerson covers Jaime and the ref counts

1……….

2………..

kickout!

RW: Oh so close!

Emerson cant believe it! He goes for a suplex but at the top Jaime shakes out and X-Factor’s Em’s face straight into the mat!

JC: ohhhh, hooooo ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jaime picks up Emerson and hits a running suplex! The ring shakes a lot!

RW: Oh that was incredible!

JC: Such strength!

Jaime covers and the ref counts

1…………..

2…………...

kickout!

RW: how did Emerson kick out of that?

Jaime shakes his head.

JC: Jaime has to be thinking, how much punishment can this guy take?

Jaime picks up Emerson and hits a beautiful brainbuster!

RW: No!!!!!!!

JC: That may be it, that is the match.

Jaime covers and the ref once again counts

1……………..

2………………….

kickout!

RW: Insanity!

JC: Insanity is the name of the game!

Jaime grabs Emerson and starts to climb the turnbuckle with Emerson on his shoulder!

RW: uh oh, this is not gonna be good for Emerson!

As Jaime reaches the top he is gonna go for a superplex but Emerson blocks it! Jaime tries again and Emerson blocks it this time Emerson superplexes and he and Jaime fall not onto the ring but onto the concrete on the outside of the ring!

JC: Oh my gawd!!!!!!!!!!!

RW: I think both of them may be really hurt.

The ref starts the 10 count

1………….

2………..

medics run to both men as they are not moving.

JC: I think they are really hurt!

3…………….

4……………..

5…………………...

neither men moving or responding to the medical personell…………….

6………………………………..

7……………………..

8…………..

RW: Ambulance has been called in.…………..

9…………………...

10….

ref calls for the bell double count out!

RESULT: DOUBLE COUNT OUT

JC: double countout but who cares both men are being put in an ambulance and taken to the hospital, folks we gotta go but check online on updates on both these wrestlers throughout the night. It's been ana amzing show.

RW: With some truly amazing matches.

JC: So from both myself and Randy, thank you for tuning in. Take care, stay safe, and god bless all of you. Goodnight.