SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (10/10/2017)

SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (10/10/2017) Oct 8, 2017 10:28:24 GMT -5

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Post by Glenn Owen on Oct 8, 2017 10:28:24 GMT -5

Live from the Bridgestone Arena, Nashville, Tennessee

Tuesday 10th October 2017

The show opens to a black screen where we can hear a faint chant of “TNT” in the background. As the black screen fades we are presented with a birdseye view of the Bridgestone Arena in Nashville, Tennessee. It’s early evening and fans are still cueing outside to get any tickets that may still be on sale.

After a few moments we hear Chris Cornerll over the PA system as the chant of the fans turns into loud cheers and screams.

Barely a few moments later Pyros start to explode all around the ring ramp and Tuesday Night Titans is now officially on the air. The camera pans around the arena as the fans are all on their feet, and we hear the voice of John Cartright….

JC: Ladies and gentleman from all around the world, we are live from Nashville Tennessee . Fans have been waiting for hours to get into the arena and now we are finally on air. My name is John Cartright, and along with my co-host Randy White, we give you all a warm welcome to Tuesday Night Titans.

RW: It’s an amazing atmosphere in hear tonight, and indeed it’s going to be an amazing night if the card is anything to go by.

JC: Yes folks, tonight we have a triple threat math for the SFT World Title, where Rumpke will have to defend the title against both Lucas Balkan and Saint Jude.

RW: It’s going to epic, these guys have been at each other for nearly 2 weeks now. All three men are in with a shot at winning the title.

JC: Before that we have another triple threat match between Jack Jones, Jackson Kent and a debutant in Jamo.

RW: All the J’s….. And I hear this new guy in the fed is a real psychopath…. He’ll fit right in I’m sure.

JC: All that plus 2 other singles matching will complete the line-up. So without wasting anymore time, I would high encourage you to all grab yourself a nice cup of iced tea, settle down in your favourite chair and prepare to watch the 3rd episode since it’s rebirth of Tuesday Night Titans!

The music slowly fades away and the smoke from the pyros is beginning to clear. The Fans once again chant “TNT” before settling down in their chairs and await the entrances for the first match.

The camera moves towards the announcers table where Randy is staring at John, and John is trying to pretend that he can’t notice him. After a few moments of uncomfortable silence…

RW: John!

JC: Yes Randy..

RW: Iced tea?

JC: What about it?

RW: Are we back to this again? It feels like we’re still on Monday Night Chaos! Have we not spoken of this before?

JC: What’s your point Randy?

RW: John, I know you have to introduce the show and all of that, and I get you have to welcome people. But seriously John?

JC: What Randy?

RW: Who is the hell drinks ICED TEA?

JC: I knew this was gonna come up. Look I happen to like iced tea ok?

RW: You really are an idiot sometimes. What is the matter with you man? Iced tea for crying out loud?

JC: Randy…

RW: I mean you could have said bear, you could have said candy, damn it even a muffin would have been better. But oh no, not you…. Iced tea! You’re out of your damn mind.

JC: Randy I’ve had enough of this.

RW: Cookie, diet coke, anything like that would have been fine. But you…. Oh no. Iced tea! I mean nobody even drinks tea apart from those looney British, who the hell would want to put ice in it?

JC: Let’s just get on with the show shall we Randy, and can we please keep on topic.

RW: A bacon sandwich, maybe evening a lightly toasted bagel, but John Cartright, not for him! Oh no….

Louis Cypher vs. Robert Saints

Standard Match

Reign in Blood hits as Louis Cypher makes his way to the ring to mostly just boos.

RW: People dont like him very much.

JC: Only the Trump haters hate Louis, Trump supporters love Cypher

RW: Uh...ok I guess. (Randy scratches his head)

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 warms up.

JC: Ok both guys look ready to go.

The ref goes over the rules and the bell rings. Cypher starts it off with a quick clothesline followed by a quick leg drop.

RW: And Cypher is off to a fast start.

Cypher climbs the ropes and flies off with a top rope elbow drop but Robert rolls out of the way and Cypher hits nothing but mat!

JC: this could change the complexion of the match.

Robert locks in an arm bar hold and is applying pressure to the arm of Cypher.

RW: You called it.

Robert stands up quickly and hits a kick to the back of Cypher then off the ropes kicks him with a shining wizard kick!

JC: Nice

Robert off the top ropes and flies and connects with a top rope elbow drop.

RW: something Cypher wasnt able to do.

Robert with a cover the ref counts

1…………….

2…………….

kickout!

JC: Close one.

Robert picks up Cypher and tries a sidewalk slam but Cypher punches him in the head and now escapes mid air, Cypher grabs Robert and nails an elbow to the head picks him up and hits a nice sit down powebomb!

RW: Whoa!

Cypher covers Robert as the ref counts

1………….

2…………..

kickout!

RW: no way!

Cypher cant believe it, he climbs the ropes and flies off again with an elbow drop but Robert lifts up his boot and catches Cypher right in the face!

JC: Again Cypher gets burned by that top rope elbow drop!

Robert turns Cypher over and the ref counts

1………...

2…………..

3!!!!!!!!!!

WINNER: ROBERT SAINTS

JC: And that is that, still an awesome match!

RW: Great match to kick the night off, and you managed to call it without mentioning iced tea..

JC: Randy, for the love of god....

RW: Iced Tea man, what is the matter with you!

After the match we go backstage....

SFT interviewer Stella Richardson who is standing by with Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny who is holding her eight month old son.

Stella Richardson: It’s great to see you here at the show tonight Cassandra. And I see you brought the little guy with you.

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: Yes I sure did. My son Seven Destiny is doing fine and he’s really growing as you can see.

Stella Richardson: He’s a handsome little boy.

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: He gets his good looks from his father Reno.

The little boy looks at Stella and smiles and giggles at her.

Stella Richardson: He’s a very happy boy it seems.

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: It’s all the excitement he’s had today from being backstage and everyone giving him all the attention.

Stella Richardson: How is motherhood going for you? Are you finding it’s everything you thought it would be?

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: I would say so, yes. There are nights where I don’t get much sleep when Seven is restless and cranky, but the good things about being a mother far outweigh the negatives.

Stella Richardson: So you’re a proud mother?

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: Absolutely. Just like my husband Reno Destiny is very much a proud father. He loves Seven with every fiber of his being and would do anything for him. I love watching Reno holding him and talking to him and reading him stories.

Stella Richardson: I’m sure that warms your heart. You really have a great family to be proud of.

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: You’re right, and this is only the beginning of Seven’s life. Me and Reno have so much teaching yet to do as Seven’s parents. We must make sure he grows up smart and strong, so that he will be able to survive in this very cruel world we live in.

Stella Richardson: It’s so nice to see baby Seven again. You’ll have to bring him to visit us all again sometime.

Cassandra Caldwell-Destiny: I will for sure. The SFT fans around the world just adore little Seven, and I can’t thank them enough!

Commercial: Mikes Insanity Hot Sauce

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He says “what you got there?”
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He grabs a chip and smiles at her and then grabs the bottle of hot sauce and drops 4 big drops on the chip.

Lady says “Uh sir, before you do that, I should warn you this is extremely hot, I have seen men put one drop in a bowl of soup and still complained how hot the soup became, please please please be careful"

He says “Uh huh sure” and smiles again and takes a bite of the chip wih sauce on it.

He keeps smiling and nodding his head at her and then his smile fades, he swallows the chip and now a frown appears on his face, he half gasps and half coughs to the lady and says “call 911”

Sauce so hot, if it doesnt send you to the hospital, you havent put enough Mikes Insanity Sauce on your food.

Can also be used to take tire stains off your driveway and cement.

Travis Deacon vs. Emerson Embry

Standard Match

JC: Ok folks it’s time for our second match of the night, Travis Deacon-Hall goes one on one with an old time vet who we all know so well… Emerson Embry.

RW: Hurry up already John, I want the match to just get under way…

Longnecks & Rednecks plays over the arena as Travis Deacon Hall and his manager/wife Melissa Sage Hall make their way out to the top of the entrance ramp. Travis and Melissa walks down the entrance ramp to the ring. Travis climbs up the steel steps and then holds the top and middle ropes apart so that Melissa can get into the ring. Inside the ring, Travis and Melissa share a passionate kiss before Melissa exits the ring as Travis waits for his opponent to come out next.

The fans start to chant his name as he waits for Emerson to appear.

JC: Travis is looking focused tonight Randy.

RW: Indeed he is. And the fans are chanting his name!

JC: Well we’re in Nashville Randy lets not forget, this is Travis Deacon’s home town!

RW: Damn, why did I not realise that?

Kryptonite hits as Emerson makes his way to the ring stopping to sign autographs and take pics with fans, as he is signing an autograph Travis jumps down from the ring and walks right out to Emerson, giving him a stiff right hand in the back.

RW: Oh my, we’re wasting no time hear by the looks of it! Travis wants to give his home fans a show, and it doesn’t look like he wants to wait around!

Emerson turns around and starts fighting back. The ref comes out and orders both men into the ring, and they both look at each other intensely. Reluctantly both men do as they are told, but don’t take their eyes of each other as they both make their way into the ring. When both men are finally in the squared circle the ref signals for the bell, and both men run to each other and start throwing left and right hands at each other.

JC: And we’re officially under way…

Emerson manages to get a few good right hands in and then goes for a kick to the guts, but Travis simply catches Emerson’s foot and flips him over onto the ground. Travis now starts to kick away at Emerson as he makes his way to the ropes.

Emerson manages to grab the bottom rope just about and the ref orders Travis to step back, which he finally does but not before getting a few more kicks in. Emerson makes his way to his feat and once again stares at Travis. After a few moments both men meet again in the centre of the ring. After a few exchanges Emerson manages to get Travis in position for a belly to back suplex, which he executes perfectly much to the delight of the crowd. Travis is now rolling around on the mat as Emerson regains his strength for a few moments.

JC: These guys have been intense right from the word go. They must really not like each other!

RW: Well Emerson is a good matt technician so I fancy him if they start playing that game, but so far it’s been all about the rough and tough stuff!

Emerson is back on his feat and so is Travis. They both stare each other down one more time before lunging at each other, throwing left and right hands frantically. Travis manages to get the upper hand with the help of a kick to the groin, and he throws Emerson into the ring but follows him as he does. As Emerson bounces off the ring ropes, Travis launches himself at Emerson and connects with a flying clothesline which sends both men flying out of the ring and onto the ground outside.

RW: Holy hell! Did you see that? Did you see that?

JC: That’s one hell of a move I must admit!

RW: Travis must be pumped in his hometown. I’m not sure how much of this these guys will be able to take.

Both men are laying on the ground outside and the ref starts to count.

1…..

2…..

3…..

Travis looks up and slowly starts to get on his feat…

4……

5……

6……

Emerson is on his knee but Travis is now bolt upright and looks ready to go. He looks around at the crowd as they chant his name, but we can now hear faint chants for Emerson getting louder as the ref continues the count…

7…..

8…..

JC: The fans are split, and both men are still outside!

RW: What’s Travis doing, all he has to do is give Emerson a quick kick and get back in the ring. I don’t get it!

9…..

10…..

RESULT: NO CONTEST

JC: That’s it, the match is over!

RW: Err, don’t count your chickens John!

Travis is looking around as the crows chant his name, and Emerson is now back on his feat listening to his section of the crowd chant his name. As he looks around Travis comes up behind him and gives him a right hand in the back. He goes to swing him into the ring post, but Emerson reverses it and Travis goes head first into the ring post!

RW: Ouch! Oh that’s not good, that’s really not good at all.

JC: This match is over guys, but given the unique situation I don’t think the fights going to stop.

Emerson gets Travis to his feat and pulls him along to the announcers table!

RW: NO, don’t even think about it. Don’t you dare even consider it….

Travis then hits Emerson in the groin once again, which gives him a few moments to compose himself. Travis then starts to walk up the ring ramp and leaves Emerson holding is particulars next to the ring table. But as Travis is making his way up the ramp Emerson suddenly comes running after him. He hits him in the back and both men fall to the floor. They brawl on the ground for a few moments before some backstage staff split them both up and escort each one up the ramp and into separate back stage area!

RW: Incredible.

JC: Indeed, that was a brutal match ladies and gentleman but we have no winner, and I have a feeling these two are going to be faces off again at some point in the future!

After the match we go backstage

A few moments later we’re go backstage to where Emerson is now sitting being attended too by a medic. He has a cut over his left eye which is being stitched. As he sits there he draws a long breath, but out of nowhere Travis suddenly enters into the room and starts hammering away at Emerson!

JC: Oh my god!

RW: They're still at it!

Emerson is now on the floor and Travis is kicking away at him. Emerson manages to roll away and grabs the nearest thing he can find, which in this instances is a trash can, and he swings it towards Travis Deacons face as it connects with a huge thud. Emerson now gets on his feat and pushes the dazed medic to one side. He grabs a chair and starts to smash it into Travis Deacon’s back repeatedly. It’s only a few moments before more backstage staff enter the room and attempt to break the fight up..

RW: I told you these guys we’re going to go after each other. I don’t think Travis is going to let up in his home town!

JC: Well Emerson is all heart, I don’t think he’s going to back away from a fight, but someone has to stop this otherwise they are going to get seriously hurt….

Travis and Emerson are still trying to brawl with each other and are desperately trying to fight off the staff in the room. Suddenly the door opens again and Glenn Owen walks in….

RW: Oh dear, Daddy looks like he’s going to intervene…

JC: This could be serious.

Glenn manages to successfully break both men apart and he orders Travis out of the room. The other staff manage to slowly pull him away as Glenn checks over the dazed Emerson and brings a medic back in to attend to his various injuries…

JC: We have to go to commercial folks, but don’t go away as next up tonight we have a triple threat match and then a world title match to come. Don’t go away…..

Commercial: iPhone, a taller change!

Backstage......

As we return from the break we see SFT Lead Report Harold standing outside an office door. A sign on the door reads “Producer” and as Harold waits he walks backwards and forwards a few paces. All of a sudden Glenn Owen walks into view and goes to open the door but Harold points his microphone at him….

Harold: Mr Owen, may we just have a quick word.

Glenn: I’m a little busy hear Harold, this show won’t produce itself and now I've got Travis Deacon-Hall and Emerson to worry about.....

Harold: And a fine job you’re doing….But Glenn, we’re all wondering why you interfered in the main event a few weeks ago….

The question stops Glenn in his tracks, and after a few brief moments he turns to face Harold directly and speaks into the microphone..

Glenn: Well you’ve been around forever Harold, you tell me……

Harold: Could it be that you were just pumped up because it was a first official rebirth of Titans?

Glenn: No

Harold looks confused and thinks for a moment.

Glenn: Are you maybe jealous that Rumpke took the title from you?

Glenn: No

Harold again looks confused and continues to think.

Harold: Has either Rumpke or Redd disrespected you in some way?

Glenn: Well disrespect me or the Title? You see carrying that gold around your waste should be an honor and a privilege. It represents all that we stand for, all the blood and sweat and tears that so many have gone through year after year after year. But some people….. well that just pop in when they feel like it, show up when it suits them and will no doubt leave when the going gets tough. So yes Harold, I interfered in a match….. They are just going to have to get over it. Because when it comes to the SFT World Title my friend, disrespect will not be tolerated….

Harold: You seem pretty worked up Glenn. Is this the last we have heard of this issue, or do you think you’ll be tempted to play apart in other matches in the future…. In any way?

Glenn looks at Harold, but then just turns around and goes into his office, closing the door behind him and leave Harold on his own with the camera man.

Jackson Kent vs. Jack Jones vs. Jamo

Triple Threat Match

RW: Wow, seems like Glenn is a little.... agitated...

JC: Can you blame the guy? Anyway, it's time for our third match folks, the first of 2 triple threat matches tonight.

RW: Want me to call this one John? you could take a little break and make yourself some iced tea...

JC: Seriously Randy, enough already.

Ace of Spades’ by Motorhead plays throughout the arena, as Jackson Kent comes walking out from the back. A huge round of pyros goes off, as Jackson is seen walking through the center.

Amanda Summers: Making his way to the ring From Lawton, Oklahoma, weighing in at 282 lbs, Big Kent” Jackson Kent!

He walks down the rampway making his way to the ring, before climbing the steps. As he stands on the apron, he spreads his arms wide like wings pausing there for a moment with his head lowered. He then steps over the top rope into the ring. Jackson climbs up onto the top rope, and spreads his arms out once more taking in the reaction from the crowd.

RW: Jackson looks more alive than he’s been lately.

Friends in Low places hits as Jack Jones makes his way to the ring to a nice hail of cheers.

JC: More and more Jack seems to be capturing the love from the crowd.

RW: And well deserved it is.

Lights goes blackout, Fans use there phone lights as fireflies, Crazy Laughter echos the room then Purple lights up the arena, black smoke covers the arena, Severed limbs throne appeared through the middle of the entrance stage while Jamo is sitting on the throne wearing a hooded jacket, black gloves, Long black pants and black wrestling boots then Jamo gets off his throne and starts walking slowly down the ramp with both arms raised sideways while Jamo is walking then Jamo slides in the ring like edge while Jamo is on the ring mat Jamo revealed himself as lifting his head up then the hooded comes off showing Jamo face as Jamo's eyes are white, face covered with white skeleton paint smiling very scary then slides towards the corner waiting for his next victim.

RW: An interesting intro for the new guy.

JC: Just another freak for the freak show that is SFT, and I got to admit I dig it. Haha

JC: Triple threat time!

There is an electric feeling in the air right now. And while this may be a random match, it pits 3 different competitors all vying for a chance to prove they are the best.

The bell rings and we start it off with Jackson hitting a double clothesline on Jackson and Jamo.

Jackson with a double chop to the chest while both Jamo and Jack were on the mat.

RW: Nice move there by Jackson.

Jackson goes for a powerbomb on Jack but Jamo double axe handles him in the back. Now Jamo starts off. He nails Jackson with a german suplex, and a belly to belly suplex on Jack!

JC: Is he going to go for the cover?

He picks up Jackson and hits a Black Hole slam! He goes for a cover but Jack breaks it up! Jack now with a kick to the midsection of Jamo. Jack with a piledriver on Jamo!

RW: Someone call a medic!

Jack covers Jamo and the ref counts

1………...

2………….

kickout!

JC: There we go!

Jackson comes in now nails Jack in back with a kick then Jackson with a jumping DDT!

RW: Someone call the cows home, I think its over now.

Jackson goes for the cover as the ref counts

1……………...

2…………..

broken up by Jamo!

JC: Nice save

Jamo picks up Jackson and nails him with a powerbomb to Nightmare!

RW: This could be it!

Jamo covers Jackson the ref counts

1………….

2…………..

broken up by Jack!

Jamo clotheslines Jack and picks him up and hits the same move Powerbomb to Nightmare and hits it!

RW: What?!

Jamo covers Jack and the ref counts

1…………..

2…………..

3!!!!

WINNER: JAMO

JC: And Jamo pins Jack and gets his first ever win in SFT!

RW: Great match, and an impressive performance from the new guy. He's got skill, and he completely nuts....

JC: I recon you and he will be best friends then.

RW: Shut up tea boy...

Meanwhile backstage....

We go backstage to see SFT lead Reporter Harold standing in a corridor with a microphone in his hand. Next to him stands Travis Deacon-Hall.

Harold: Travis after the match you’ve just had, we are all wondering why on earth did you attack Emerson backstage in his own locker room?

Travis: Look Harold, I’m not a bad guy. I’m a good guy, but this is my home town, and that makes a night like tonight my night. So sure I went a little overboard maybe, but so what if I have to incur the wrath of the boos a little….

Harold: Indeed we saw Glenn Owen breaking you guys up. But just tell us all one thing….

Suddenly Emerson appears from out of nowhere right behind Travis. He gives him a firm right hand to the back of the head. Harold moves out of the way in shock and quickly manages to escape, but only just before Emerson picks up another trash can and starts to smash it repeatedly over Travis Deacon’s head….

RW: Oh my god, they are still going at it!

JC: Emerson just came out of nowhere…

RW: The fight is still going. God damn it John! Do something!!!!!!

JC: What am I meant to do….

Emerson continues to smash the trash can over Travis as backstage staff suddenly come running down the corridor and manage to restrain Emerson. We suddenly cut to commercial….

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As we come back from commercial we go backstage....

As we come back from commercial we are outside the back of the Bridgestone Arena in the parking lot. Glenn Owen is standing with a very battered looking Emerson.

Glenn: Just get yourself out of here, I don’t care who owes who what or who started what, and I don’t care who wants the final word…..I’ve had enough of you guys brawling all over the arena for one night, I have a show to produce. Now go and chill out, take things easy and I’ll see you next week.

Glenn enters back inside the building as Emerson slowly makes his way towards a black limo with a driver already waiting and holding the door open for him. Emerson is just about to get in the car when Travis Deacon-Hall pops up from behind the other side of the car and starts punching Emerson in the face…

RW: What!

JC: I don’t believe this!

RW: They're STILL not done?

Emerson and Travis starts to brawl outside the car. They both throw left and right hands at each other for a few moments before backstage staff run out from the building and once again try to split the 2 men apart…

RW: This is insane. They have been fighting for what, like an hour now?

JC: Guys this clearly is not over, but we have to get on to our main event where the SFT World Championship is on the line…….

Saint Jude vs. Lucas Balkan vs. Rumpke

Main Event: World Title Match

RW: Right finally, the main event. This has been one hell of a night tea boy!

JC: Randy!

RW: You know, I actually fancy one now. go make me one...

JC: Randy, shut up!

The ballad by Testament hits as Saint Jude makes his way down to the ring. Met by a huge chorus of cheers.

RW: There we go, Jude gets the crowed revved up.

The arena lights cut suddenly. The screen momentarily goes dark but flickers into light, TV static, as the brooding, Eastern music fulls the arena. The static lasts for 30 seconds while a large black eagle’s silhouette fades into shot. As the lights come back on to the Prophecy by Soulfly, the eagle fades away, replaced by one word.

BALKAN

When the vocals start, Lucas Balkan brushes the curtain aside and walks out onto the ramp with his hood up. He pauses, listening to the crowd before moving further towards the ring. Grainy images of border walls and shadowy men in dark hooded tops, of cigarette smoke and eagle claws, dance on the big screen above him. Lucas walks slowly to the ring, slides under the bottom rope and stares blankly into the crowd. He pulls off his t-shirt and tosses it out of the ring leans back against the turnbuckle, staring directly above him.

RW: The man monster known as Lucas Balkan set to be in the biggest match of his career thus far.

“Tomorrow" by Ozzy Osbourne hits as The World Champion of the world steps out to mostly cheers and some boos.

JC: I cant believe some people are booing him.

RW: But most love him. No one can be loved by everyone.

JC: Whoa Randy, that's deep man.

RW: look boobies (he points at woman whose chest is blurred out)

JC: And like that we are back to the old RW

Rumpke hands his belt to the ref. He then walks to the middle three men stand in the center of the ring, each staring at each other. The bell rings and for just a moment its like the quiet before the storm.

JC: This is a ppv quality match about to happen right here.

Jude starts it off by punching Rumpke and then Lucas! Jude with a bionic elbow on Rumpke then kicks Balkan in the family jewels and DDT’s him!

RW: Jude showing no mercy.

JC: Nor should he.

RW: When did you become a fan of Jude.

JC: I dunno, I guess he’s not that bad. He isnt the type to do as I say and not do as I do. He’s real, and he speaks from the hip. Gotta admire that.

Jude is about to powerbomb Balkan when Rumpke gets involved. Rumpke with shove to the back as Jude drops Balkan and Rumpke catches Jude off the ropes with an inverted DDT!

RW: Holy mother of

JC: Rumpke just went all Doomsday on Jude.

Rumpke covers Jude as the ref counts

1…………..

2…………..

kick out!

RW: Whoa.

Rumpke cant believe it, he just stares at Jude when all of a sudden Balkan comes into the picture and bulldogs Rumpke straight into the mat!

JC: Whoa Lucas came out of nowhere!

Balkan rolls Rumpke over and covers him

1……………..

2……………...

kickout!

RW: Whoa, close one!

Lucas now spots Jude who is getting up. Lucas with a flying forearm then a Tornado DDT! Jude looks to be out cold. Balkan covers Jude the ref counts

1…………...

2…………….

kickout!

JC: Wow

As Balkan is getting up Rumpke comes running in and now he bulldogs Balkan into the mat.

RW: Rumpke returned the favor haha

JC: in spades!

Rumpke now covers Balkan and the ref once again counts

1………...

2………….

kickout!

RW: I am getting dizzy with all this.

JC: The fans arent, they are loving it!

Rumpke cottonmouths Balkan! Blood begins to race down Balkan’s face! Jude stands up and stands over Rumpke and shakes his head. Rumpke spits out blood with a sneer and gets up. Jude kicks him in the gut and DDTs him!

JC: My goodness.

Jude stands up and screams “Everyone gets saved at least once!”

Jude doesnt spot Balkan getting up and Balkan thrusts Jude into the corner, he quickly turns in the direction of Rumpke and spears him!

RW: Wake up lil susie, wake up!

JC: Big momentum shift here.

Balkan climbs the ropes and appears to be going for a top rope cross body block, Jude spots this and as Balkan flies off, Jude pushes Rumpke out of the way and he gets hit by Balkan, Balkan is covering Jude and the ref is on the count

1…………..

2…………..

3!!!

WINNER: LUCAS BALKAN

RW: Nooooo!!!

JC: I guess Jude ended up saving Rumpke after all!

RW: Dude this is why I hate triple threat, the champ just lost the title and never got pinned, that is bogus!

JC: That is life.

Balkan gets up and looks around a the fans are going mad. The ref hands him the belt which he grabs and falls to his knees in a rare act of emotion!

JC: Lucas Balkan, after all this time is finally SFT World Champion, amazing scenes....

RW: Yes but I have a feeling that these 3 are not done with each other. Heaven knows what Rumpke is going to be like next week! To say nothing of the fact I'm sure Emerson and Travis Deacon are still at it somewhere backstage!

JC: Ladies and gentleman from around the world, it's been a truly, truly amazing night hear in SFT. We have a new world champion as well as all other kinds of stuff kicking off. We have to go, but from myself John Cartright and Randy White next to me, good night and god bless you all.

Jude has now left the ring and Rumpke is looking around not sure what has happened. Lucas Balkan is now up and making his way solemnly up the ring ramp as the fans all over the arena are still going nuts. The camera fans around the arena as the scene slowly fades to a SFT logo.

Thank you for watching Tuesday Night Titans. Your producer this week was Glenn Owen. Also big thank you to Joseph Black for writing three of the matches, and Cassandra for writing one of the segments.

Tonight's show was dedicated to SFT Hall of Famer Reno Destiny who's father sadly passed away recently. Needless to say our thoughts and prays are with him at this difficult time. Rest assured my friend you will always have a home hear should you ever need us.

All Rights Reserved, All Wrongs Revenged

Rumpke: Greetings Synn, welcome to SFT! I look forward to seeing you get involved with our humble fed. I'm glad that you're here!

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