SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (24/10/2017)

SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (24/10/2017) Oct 16, 2017 17:09:46 GMT -5

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Post by Glenn Owen on Oct 16, 2017 17:09:46 GMT -5

Live from the Joe Louis Arena, Detroit

Tuesday 24th October 2017

As Titans comes on the air we get an outside look in the early evening at the outside of the Joe Louis Arena.

Fans have been queuing up for hours to get any remaining tickets that may be left on sail. As we go inside the arena Chris Cornell suddenly comes blasting through the arena. Pyros start to explode around the ring ramp as Titans hits to air...

As the music fills the arena we pan around to see fans on their feed going nuts. Suddenly we hear the voice of John Cartright..

JC: Ladies and Gentleman boys and girls from around the world, it’s mad, it’s amazing, it’s what we’ve all been waiting for. Welcome to Tuesday Night Titans. I’m John Cartright, and alongside me is my co-host Randy White. And we are really, really excited to be on the air.

RW: You said it John. Four awesome matches tonight, one of them a triple threat. We have a new wrestler debuting and a world title match on top of all that!

JC: Indeed everyone. Tonight in our main event our new world champion Lucas Balkan will be defending his title for the first time against 4th generation SFT Wrestler, Robert Saints!

RW: Both of these guys are at the top of their game, so it promises to be an amazing night!

JC: So ladies and gentleman….

Randy suddenly and abruptly interrupts John

RW: Grab yourself an Ice Cold Beer, boil up so hot Cheetos and sit back on the couch as we get ready for Tuesday Night Titans. Oh yeah!

The music slowly dies down and as the chanting from the fans starts to fade away as they take their seats, John looks awkwardly at Randy!

JC: Err Randy!

RW: Look I know what you’re going to ask. Yeah I interrupted you!

JC: Why? Are you auditioning for play by play or something!

RW: No, I just didn’t want to give you the chance to tll everyone to grab some iced tea, or some other equally stupid beverage!

JC: What makes you think I was going to do that?

RW: you do it every week. Beer John, we Americans like BEER!

JC: Fine whatever; let’s just get on with the show shall we…

Jamo vs. Emerson Embry

Standard Match

RW: our first match awaits.

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.

The crowd stays quiet but most are shouting boos.

JC: The odd looking Jamo, lets see what his 2nd ever match in SFT brings.

Then Kyrptonite by 3 Doors Down hits as the fans go nuts and almost deafening as Emerson Embry makes his way to the ring.

The bell rings and we begin with Jamo flying with a clothesline! Jamo with a headlock now on Em.

RW: Jamo is trying to slow it down now.

Emerson is working hard to slither out but he cant, slowly he starts to nudge his way up, but as he does Jamo hits a Black Hole slam! He covers the ref counts

1………….

2…………..

kickout!

JC: Oh so close!

Jamo gives the ref the ole stare down but the ref pays him no mind.

Jamo attempts to take Em on the top rope for a powerslam but Em has recovered and is playing possum, as they climb up, Em counters and flips Jamo over the top to the outside of the ring onto the cement!

RW: The medics better be ready.

JC: Dude Jamo is pure hardcore, like a hardcore blue blood, that aint gonna dent him.

Jamo is in pain but still smiling and laughing, he appears to be loving this.

RW: That boy aint right.

JC: Thats for damn sure!

From the rampway we see Travis Deacon start to make his way down to ringside.

RW: Oh that isnt going to end well.

JC: What's he doing here?

Emerson is now on the outside and slings Jamo into the ring. Emerson with a scoop slam and covers Jamo, the ref counts

1………….

2………….

kickout!

JC: Jamo is not nearly hurt enough to lose like that.

RW: Then Emerson will just have to hurt him some more.

Travis has had enough waiting.... he enters the ring and attacks Emerson. The ref calls for the bell ruling it a no contest and this angers Jamo.

NOT CONTEST

Jamo now attacks Travis!

JC: Jamo doesnt seem to care who he gets into it with.

RW: Travis has just cost someone a win, what does he think he's doing?

Jamo and Travis are now exchanging fists as Emerson gets in there as well and now all hell is breaking loose as the ring crew run in to break them up!

RW: You know this isnt over by a longshot! What on earth is this thing with Emerson and Travis?

JC: They were at it all last episode of Titans, and it doesn't look like they've sorted things out!

Commercial: iPhone, a taller change

Travis Deacon vs. Louis Cypher vs. Saint Jude

Standard Match

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.

RW: I know ive said this before, but Travis is a lucky man.

JC: Lucky lucky man, I would give my right arm for just a chance that Melissa might talk to me.

RW: Better make it your left arm hahaha.

"Seasons in the Abyss" by Slayer hits as Louis Cypher comes out to mostly boos. Cypher flips off fans as he enters the ring.

JC: Cypher is an angry man isnt he?

RW: That boy aint right.

Finally we hear Testament hit as Saint Jude now makes his way to the ring. He is met by mostly cheers with a few boos thrown in for good measure.

RW: Well this should prove an interesting match.

No sooner is that said than the bell rings and Jude starts it off with a drop kick on Cypher and with his flying left arm also knocks down Travis!

Jc: That was like a double move but one move, he hit Cypher with a drop kick and while up in the air used his left arm to clothesline Travis.

RW: Nice..

Travis gets up quickly and shoulder blocks Jude into the corner!

JC: I am surprised Travis is here, I think he’d still be somewhere brawling with Jamo and Emerson.

RW: That could still happen. Haha

Cypher tries to hit Travis in the back but Travis edges out of the way and Cypher hits Jude! Travis now with a bulldog on Cypher as he bounced back! The ring shakes and Travis rolls over Cypher as the ref counts

1……….

2……..

broken up by Jude.

Jude kicks Travis in the head then Jude picks up Travis and hits a suplex! Jude then turns around as cypher was up and they start trading punches!

RW: Good vs. Evil right there.

Jude finally gets the upperhand knocking Cyher down but we see Travis fly into the screen with a moonsault! He connects on Cypher but Jude hits him with a roundhouse kick to the head.

JC: I am getting dizzy with all thats happening.

Jude tries to cover Travis but Cypher breaks it up! Cypher now with a knee to the face of Jude! Travis sweeps the legs of Cypher as Cypher hits Travis now with a drop toe hold! Jude with a flying elbow on Travis.

RW: This is insane.

Jude now picks up Cypher and hits a slingshot suplex! He covers Cypher as the ref counts

1………..

2………….

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

WINNER: SAINT JUDE

JC: That is it, Jude takes the win! What a great match!

RW: Another match full of carnage! I'm impressed that Travis even lasted the distance let alone be as competitive as he was. Awesome performance!

JC: And there's plenty more action still to come tonight, so don't go away folks..

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Ghost vs. Twilight

Standard Match

JC: Ok then here we go Randy. One of our true old timers Twilight is going up against a new guy who goes under the name of Ghost....

Everyone around the arena quiets down a little and after a few moments the air around us starts to fall silent. We then see a tallish figure dressed in a long dark robe walking silently down the ring ramp showing no signs of acknowledging anything around him. Hen face is covered by a hood and as he pauses momentarily outside of the ring, he lifts his head up before lifting himself up and stepping through the middle rope. Once inside the ring he stands in the middle and awaits what’s about to come.

RW: Ghost is one strange cat.

JC: You're telling me!

RW: What are we becoming John? ghostly figures fighting the Twilight, Cypher hanging around who's as black as can be, another new guy Jamo who is a complete and total.... well something! We should rename the show "Tuesday Night Goths"

JC: Strange yes, but this is SFT Randy, anything and everything can and probably will happen!

Five Finger Death Punch hits with The Bleeding as Twilight makes his way to the ring. Fans are mixed on him but for the most part they give him cheers.

JC: Nice entrance by the champ.

RW: Look at Twilight, he’s grown as a wrestler. And hell hes even reached manhood, most of his past lives he never got past 17.

JC: you really believe all that?

RW: I dont know man, he’s very detailed in his stories, stuff like that aint something people make up.

JC: Maybe.

The bell sounds and we begin.

RW: Lets see what this Ghost is all about?

And on que Ghost hits a running lariat that Twilight isnt able to dodge. Ghost with a back flip into the ropes then jumps at Twilight with a running clothesline. Ghost climbs the ropes and flies off with a cross body block on Twilight as he was getting up.

JC: Well impressive so far,he hasnt let Twilight get up at all.

The lights dim a little as if the ring is intentionally trying to hide Ghost’s face.

RW: Last ghost we had looked a lot like Brian Pillman.

JC: That was kind of creep but that Ghost never appeared in a SFW or SFT ring.

Ghost tries a snap suplex and connects, he goes for the cover and only gets a 2 count.

Ghost now with a scoop slam followed by a tequila sunrise. As Ghost starts to climb the ropes for a 360 splash, Twilight is able to get up and hit a superplex off the top rope!

RW: Wow, and here I thought Ghost was fast, Twilight got up in a hurry and connected.

Twilight now with a cover on Ghost as the ref counts

1…………..

2…………..

kickout!

JC: That was really close.

The lights flicker for a moment.

RW: what is going on with the lights.

The lights flicker once again and during this Ghost was able to get up in a hurry and spears Twilight into the turnbuckle. Ghost flings Twilight into the certain of the ring and locks in a sleeper hold!

JC: uh oh!

RW: Twilight is in trouble.

But no sooner said than done that Twilight gets up and lunges up and sits down hard as the chin of Ghost hits the top of Twilights skull! Ghosts hoodie flies back but only for a second as he fixes it back over his head and spits out some blood.

RW: This man is getting insane!

Ghost and Twilight start brawling in the center but Ghost kicks Twilight out of the ropes and Ghost flies though the ropes head first and hits Twilight in the chest!

JC: Oh my!

Ghost slowly gets back into the ring.

RW: Think that took a lot out of Ghost as well.

Twilight is slow to get up as the ref starts the ten count

1……….

2………...

3………….

4……

Twilight trying to get up

5……………...

6……………….

7………………..

8………..

he is on his feet.

9…………..

10!!!!

He gets back in the ring a second too late.

WINNER: GHOST

JC: Wow Ghost gets the match but by count out.

RW: Great match, strange matching. Twilight put up a really good fight, but this new guy is just.... strange!

Ghost simply exits the ring slowly without any music as we cut to commercial...

Commercial: Mikes Insanity Sauce

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The man smiles and says “Oh really, well this is Texas, and everything in this state is spicy.”

He grabs a chip and smiles at her and then grabs the bottle of hot sauce and drops 4 big drops on the chip.

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

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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.

Robert Saints vs. Lucas Balkan

World Title Match

JC: Here we go then Randy, it’s main event time once again on Tuesday Night Titans.

RW: Yep, and a World Title Match to boot.

JC: This will be Lucas Balkans first title defence since winning the title two weeks ago.

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: Saints looks pretty pumped tonight.

JC: He’s a 2 times Intercontinental Champion folks, but will this be the night when he finally captures world championship gold!

RW: It’s going to be an uphill struggle I can tell you that! IT always is against Balkan

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: This guy scares me!

JC: You always get scared Randy!

RW: Well look at the guy. Talk about being focused!

Balkan hands the belt to the referee without taking his eyes of Saints for a single moment. The ref calls Saints over and both men now stand face to face as the ref has a few words with them about the match. After a few moments the ref signals for the bell to ring.

JC: Here we go then!

As the bell rings both men simply stand and stare at each other in the eye. Robert Saints is the first one to strike a hard right hand to the face, which knocks Lucas back a little, but he straight away walks back up to Saints and continues to look him in the eye. Lucas now strikes a hard right hand to the face of Saints, but Saints hardly flitches as they continue to stand toe to toe.

JC: Seems like the 4th generation superstar is in no mood to be slapped around.

RW: You can say that again.

Saints is next to try a move as he kicks Balkan in the gut and on his return up he goes for a stand clothesline which connects beautifully. Balkan gets sent straight to the ground but gets to his feet straight away and grins at Saints. Both men now lock up in a grapple and after a few moments it’s Balkan that gets the better, whipping Saints into the right hand ring rope and going for his own clothesline on his return, but Saints ducks out of the way and on his return from the opposite rope flies into Balkan shoulder first which sends both me crashing to the floor. Saints then gets up and grabs Balkan with him as he goes for a side arm suplex which connects perfectly. As Balkan lays on the ground in pain Saints starts to stomp away with his right foot, and as he brings Balkan to his feat he grabs him into the corner of the ring, then climes on the first ring rope and prepares to start nailing him in the head. But before he can get going Balkan raises up both arms and sends Saints flying out of the ring and crashing to the crowd below!

JC: Holy hell, what a start. Saints was all over Balkan but that was an incredible sow on strength.

RW: When you try to be all flash against a guy like this you run the risk of it going pear shaped!

JC: Pear shaped?

RW: It’s an expression John, just call the match man!

Balkan takes a few moments to compose himself and makes his way into the centre of the ring. He looks around at the crowd which seems to not only wake him from his daze but makes him more focused. Saints has dusted himself off and is already on his way back into the ring, but Balkan runs across and grabs him by the hair and drags him into the centre of the ring. He brings him t his feet and performs a perfect belly to back suplex, but without letting Saints out of the hold he grabs them both to their feet and performs a second suplex!

RW: It’s simplex city hear don’t you think!

JC: Indeed…

Balkan performs a third belly to back suplex, then a forth as the crowd go wild. But as he drags Saints up and attempts for a 5th, but Saints uses his elbow to start hitting Balkan in the face, and as he manages to break away he starts hitting hard right hands to Balkan’s head. Balkan starts to hit back and both men start to go back and forth in the centre of the ring.

JC: This is quickly turning into a street fight!

RW: Yeah, one that’s probably right up both these guy’s alley.

Saints manages to get in a couple of quick shots and manages to execute a DDT on Balkan, and without hesitation he attempts to roll him up and go for the cover as the ref drops to the ground…

1……

2…..

Kick out!

JC: That was close Randy! Very close…

Saints brings Balkan to his feet and performs a second DDT, and once again drops straight to the floor….

1…..

2……

Kick Out

JC: Close again!

RW: But no cigar. I think he’s going to have to do more to put this monster away.

Saints argues with the ref for a few moments about slow counting, but gives up and drags Balkan to his feet. Balkan suddenly finds some strength and hits Saint with a hard right hand. This is enough to knock him off balance and sends him back against the ropes. Balkan looks up at him and launches himself against into Saints and connects with a clothesline, which sends both men tumbling over the ropes and onto the ground below!

JC: Oh my! What a turn of power from Balkan.

Both men are on the floor outside, but it’s Saints who surprisingly makes his way to his feet first. He looks around the arena and the amazing reaction from the crowd, which appears to spur him on. He hopes back in the ring quickly to end the ref’s count, and then hopes back out, picking Balkan up and then taking him over to the announces table!

RW: No! ……… No no no no

JC: Looks like this is going to get even more brutal!

RW: No, damn it I said now. How many times do I have to say this live ion air! Leave our table alone damn it!

Saints lays Balkan on the top of the announcers table and quickly climbs up to the top rope in the right hand corner of the ring. The crowd are on their feet as Robert Saints signals with his elbow what is about to happen!

JC: The 4th Generation Wrestler could be about to win the ultimate gold here folks!

Saints looks down at Balkan and flies off the top rope elbow first, but at the last minute Balkan slides onto the floor and Robert Saints goes trashing into the table himself, which instantly collapses under the force sending Saints crashing to the ground with the broken wood on top of him.

RW: Good God! What the hell just happened!

JC: I think he’s really hurt he folks.

RW: A for effort, but my god! And look at our table! Oh my beautiful table!

JC: Randy, stop it with the table already!

Robert aints is out cold on the floor, but Balkan, whist dazed is managing to get to is feet. The ref is already under way counting.

1…….

2…….

3……

4……

5……

Balkan has now come to his senses and is at the side of the ring. He makes his way up slowly…

6…..

7…..

Balkan is now in the ring. Robert Saints still has not moved…

8……

9……

10…..

The ref signals for the bell.

WINNER: LUCAS BALKAN

JC: Amazing absolutely amazing. Balkan get the win in an amazing matches, where both these guys really took it to each other!

RW: Our table, our beautiful table!

Medics are now on their way down to the ring, but Robert Saints is already stirring and appears to have suffered no permanent damage.

JC: Ladies and gentleman it’s been an amazing match here on Titans, but we’re just about out of time. Balkan has managed to retain the title, but a lot has happened here tonight so I think the real fun and games has barely started…

RW: Our table! Our beautiful table!

JC: Tune in for the next episode of Titans ladies and gentleman, and until then from me John Cartright and my co-host Randy White, good night and god bless you all…

Titans fades out to the scene of the fans on their feet chanting “TNT” whilst Lucas Balkan walks up the ring ramp with the belt over his shoulder…

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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SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (24/10/2017)

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