SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (02/13/2018)

As the show opens we fade in from a black screen where we get a long areal view of the Wells Fargo Center. Although it’s only early evening, the lights around the arena are on full show, and most fans have now made there way into the arena and are waiting for the show to begin.

As we zoom in a little closer, we can hear some chants from inside the arena, and the faint chant of “TNT” can be heard from the thousands of fans inside the arena who are waiting for tonight’s show to start.

Finally we move inside the arena, where everyone is on their feet waving various banners in homage to their favourite superstars. One young lad is holding up a banner saying “Rumpke, come drink with me", another banner reads "Rumpke, you make me want to drink myself into your dream world!". Another banner reads "Joey, show me your shadows" and one finally banner reads "Glenn Owen, show me the light!"

The camera pans around and we see all of the fans on their feet, jumping up and down while waving their arms while the music is blasting through out the arena. Booms explode throughout the arena as pyros begin exploding left and right. The lights suddenly go out and strobe lights begin flashing all throughout the arena while the fireworks continue to help in illuminating the arena.

Friends in low places by Garth Brooks begins playing. Moments later, "The Cowboy" Jack Jones comes walking out from behind the curtain. He is met with a mixture of cheers and boos as he walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. Jack Jones makes it up to his feet and glances at Andrew who is standing at the opposite corner.

The Voodoo Monster Chris is in the ring, awaiting his opponent while fans are letting the big man know what they think of him with heartfelt boos.

JC: That Chris is huge! Do we have enough security out here?

The lights go dim and fans start to cheer.

RW: Not yet but we're about to!

"The Ballad" by Testament hits the PA system. There is a red glow around the curtain. Moments later, Redd emerges from behind this curtain as flashes of light are seen throughout the arena. Redd slowly makes his way to the ring and begins to climb in when Chris attacks him out of nowhere. The referee quickly calls for the opening bell..

JC: Chris seems determined to get off to a good start against Redd.

Chris clubs at Redd with his large fists. Each impact stuns Redd slightly but eventually; Redd is able to dodge one before smashing Chris in the mouth with a haymaker that stuns the big Voodoo Monster. Redd swiftly kicks the side of Chris's knees and the Voodoo Monster is forced to the ground while grasping at the knee that Redd kicked. Redd grasps the back of his head where Chris had clubbed him.

RW: Redd is taking a breather already? Wow those clubs from Chris must pack a punch!

Redd doesn't rest long before he gets back to work on Chris's leg by kicking at it. Chris takes some punishment before he shoves Redd to the ropes with one hand. Redd pauses as he coldly stares at the Voodoo Monster as his is making it to his feet. Chris takes off to run but his knee fails him and he reveals a limp. Redd smirks for a moment before swinging at the big man. The punch is landed with another one incoming that also finds its mark. Out of nowhere, Chris nails Redd with a short bursted lariat that slams Redd to the mat. Chris bends over to grab Redd's head but the fiery man slams a fist into the big mans balls. Chris's eyes go wide as he bends over in pain. The Referee looks at Chris surprised as he didn't see what Redd did.

JC:The Referee totally missed that cheap shot! What is it with SFT, this place is full of cheap shots!

RW: Indeed, tear him a new one Redd!!

While still laying on his back, Redd does a spin before kicking Chris in the knee once again. The big man falls flat on his face while grasping at his knee. Redd waste's no time getting up and he applies a half boston crab to The Voodoo Monster. The big guy yells in pain for several minutes as Redd keeps ramping up the pressure on that knee yet Chris never gives.

JC: Dang, Chris has an iron will, gotta give him that!

Finally, Chris goes motionless and the referee checks on the big man who appears to be passed out. The referee calls for the bell.

WINNER: REDD

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.

The arena lights cut suddenly. The screen momentarily goes dark but flickers into light, TV static, as the brooding, Eastern music fills 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 for a moment before gazing at Travis. Lucas pushes himself away from the turnbuckle and approaches the middle of the ring. Travis meets him halfway and both stare at each other as the referee begins saying a few things to both combatants.

JC: Lucas has been on a tear since returning to SFT.

RW: Very True but Travis Deacon Hall seems to be just as hungry for gold!

Once finished, the referee calls for the opening bell. Lucas throws a quick right handed jab that hits Travis in the face before he fires a second left handed jab that Travis blocks. Travis moves in close to Lucas and quickly grabs Lucas up belly to belly. Travis heaves before trying to lift Lucas up but Balkan wraps his legs up around Travis's and blocks Hall's attempt at a belly to belly suplex before head-butting Travis in the face. The blow briefly stuns Travis and he lets go of Lucas Balkan. Although, Lucas quickly snatches Travis up belly to belly and then gives a heave as Travis utilizes the same blocking method that Balkan just used and it works. The Freakin Deacon connects with a head-butt of his own that causes Lucas to release the hold. Travis quickly explodes through Lucas with a hard hitting lariat that knocks Balkan to the ground.

JC: What a lariat from The Freakin Deacon!

Lucas gets up with enough time to dunk the second lariat that Travis tried to connect with. Hall turns around into a roundhouse kick from Balkan that knocks Travis down to the mat. Lucas jumps up and misses the Guillotine leg drop due to Travis rolling out of the way. Both men get back up to their feet quickly. Travis Deacon Hall goes to kick Lucas but Balkan catches his foot. Moments later Travis goes for an enziguri but he hits nothing but air as Lucas dunks just in time to dodge. Travis yanks his foot out of Lucas Balkan's hands and The Deacon makes it up to his knees before Lucas fires off a stick yet hard hitting kick that takes the air out of Hall's lungs. Travis gasps for air while Lucas latches onto Travis's head. Balkan pulls Travis up to his feet and tries to DDT Travis but the move is blocked. With an explosive force. Travis pushes Lucas into the corner and the referee finds himself smashed between both men and the turnbuckle. Lucas releases Travis's head and turns to look down at the referee.

JC: What's Travis reaching for? Oh my! Those are brass knuckles that he pulled out of his pocket! Look out Lucas!

But it was too late. Travis spun Lucas around and nailed Balkan in the temple with the pair of brass knuckles. Yet Lucas staggers and reels backwards but doesn't fall. Travis swings again and it connects! Lucas still manages to stay on his feet until he is met with The Last Call. Lucas falls to the ground, Travis throws the brass knuckles outside of the ring before pinning him.. Melissa wakes up the referee and points at the pin.

Referee:

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JC: That's fucking disgusting! Why would Travis do something like that?

RW: Because he's The Freakin Deacon, and now he's the number 1 contender to the SFT Intercontinental Title, Wooo!

There are people standing all over inside this bar room. Some drink while sitting at the bar, others consume their favorite beverage while they wait their turn at pool. Then, "Chemical" by Crashdiet begins playing over the PA system. The doors to the establishment open right before Rumpke walks through the doorway. He approaches the bar and grabs one of several bottles of liquor that has already been laid out. Rumpke also grabs a microphone off of the table. The music fades away before we hear him saying.

Rumpke: Welcome all of you to this edition of the Bar Room Brawl!

People cheer and clap while looking at Rumpke. The resident drunk places his hand up in the air asking for silence.

Rumpke: Now this Bar Room Brawl is different from the previous ones. This is the first time people have been allowed inside this sacred arena! All of you signed waivers that if you get in the way and get hurt, then its on you. SFT will not be responsible for your negligence.. By all means though, sit back, drink and enjoy the fight!

The people start to clap once again but immediately stop when "Haunted" by Disturbed begins playing. The doors once again open up and in walks Jamo with a sadistic smile on his face. Jamo approaches Rumpke. Rumpke drops the mic before cracking the top of his bottle. Then he begins drinking as the much taller Jamo looks down at him. The bell suddenly rings and Jamo grabs Rumpke belly to belly before suplexing the drunk onto the bar. The bar remains standing firm but the bottles that were under Rumpke obviously shattered and were digging into the drunks back. Rumpke flops onto the bar a few times before jumping up, landing on his feet behind the bar. Rumpke grabs another bottle of booze, quickly cracks the top off of the bottle and immediately starts drinking again; Jamo picks up a chair and slings it over the bar at Rumpke but the drunken brawler dunks while still drinking. Jamo walks to the edge of the bar. People move out of his way and look on as he grabs an empty beer bottle before approaching Rumpke. Jamo swings the bottle and it connects! Rumpke falls back and slightly bends over while grasping at his forehead. Jamo quickly grabs Rumpke from behind and german suplexes the drunk one into one of the shelves full of alcohol. Broken glass flies everywhere as Rumpke grabs onto Jamos head and begins biting the Psycho Monsters face. He bites Jamo's face momentarily before letting go to slam a hard hitting right handed hook into Jamo's mouth. The blow sends Jamo tumbling over the bar before he slams onto the ground. Jamo gets up quickly to see Rumpke once again drinking from another bottle of liquor.

JC: Why is Rumpke in this match if he's just going to drink?

RW: It's a bar room brawl, did you really expect him to just fight?

JC: Well no, but he has hardly fought at all yet!

RW: Look! Rumpke handed a bottle of booze to Jamo and Jamo is drinking too!

Meanwhile Rumpke grabs a bottle of everclear off of a shelf, opens it up and takes a few drinks. The bubbles stop rising into the bottle as Rumpke looks at Jamo who is still drinking. Rumpke takes another gulp before removing the bottle from his lips. He then sits his forearms onto the bar and leans at the Psycho Monster as he pulls the now empty bottle from his lips. Jamo smiles as he looks at Rumpke and then; Rumpke spits Everclear into Jamo's eyes. Jamo falls back as he grasps at his eyes. Rumpke hurdles the bar with the bottle of everclear in his right hand. He winds up and swings the bottle at Jamo but Jamo is able to evade the blow just in time. With a burst of rage, Jamo explodes out of his current position and close lines Rumpke to the ground. Jamo bends over to grab Rumpke. The drunk one rakes Jamo's eyes before sitting up to punch The Psycho Monster in the balls. Jamo's face gets red as he grimaces before leaning up against the bar. Rumpke pushes himself up off of the ground and makes it to his feet before grabbing another bottle of liquor. The drunken brawler smashes the bottom of the bottle against the edge of the table to reveal some jagged edges of ice. Rumpke forcefully turns Jamo around before jamming the broken bottle onto The Psycho Monsters forehead. Jamo laughs sadistically as Rumpke presses it in harder.

JC: That Jamo is one sick individual.. I can hear the glass breaking into his skull and all he does is laugh... That's disturbing..

Out of nowhere, Rumpke hits Jamo with a left handed haymaker that causes the Psycho Monster to drop to the ground but not before slamming his head onto a bar stool.. Rumpke pins Jamo..
Ref:

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Kickout!

Rumpke gets up to his feet first, grabs another bottle of liquor and opens it up before taking a drink. Meanwhile, Jamo raises up from a laying position and stares at the drunken brawler momentarily before getting up to his feet. He kicks Rumpke in the gut before placing the drunken head in between his legs. Jamo heaves before picking Rumpke up onto his shoulders. Rumpke has a look of surprise before he finds himself breaking through the bar..

JC: Oh my god! He tried to kill Rumpke!