"Monday Night WAR" Results 02/25/13
Feb 25, 2013 1:58:35 GMT -7
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"MONDAY NIGHT WAR"
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"MONDAY NIGHT WAR"
LOCATION: The Wolstein Center, Cleveland, OH
BROADCAST TEAM: Jim Ross & Mick Foley
EVENT DATE: February 25, 2013 (Taped 02/24/13)
The show kicks off backstage, as we see the entry way to the back of the arena, where Chris Dickinson is seen walking through the door, holding his bag over his shoulder.
Jim Ross:
BAW GOD, IT'S DICKINSON!
Suddenly, Al Snow steps in quickly holding his hands out, stopping Dickinson from entering the building. He has Jerry Lynn and Shane Douglas with him, all dressed in plain clothing, Lynn has his arms crossed while "The Franchise" has his hands on his hips.
Al Snow:
Chris, we've been trying to call you all week...
Chris Dickinson:
What is this, Al? Get out of my way-
Dickinson tries to advance, but all three men step in front of him.
Al Snow:
Chris, we've been trying to call you, and since it's obvious you don't know, I'll just come out and say it: You have the week off, go home.
Dickinson looks pissed, throwing down his bag.
Chris Dickinson:
What the fuck, Al? Are you serious? My phone got disconnected, my plan ended, and now I come here and have to deal with this shit?
Mick Foley:
The only thing uglier than watching Al Snow try to resolve a problem is watching Al Snow try to wrestle... hopefully those days are long gone, but this could get pretty bad. Dickinson is not a happy camper.
Al Snow:
Chris, I mean, your attitude in the ring has left me no choice. First off, you attacked Mark Jindrak weeks ago, our highest paid guy at the time, making him want to leave the damn promotion, and I had a lot of pressure coming from everybody to make you pay for it... I thought we had an understanding. Then, you go and pull this crap where you try to injure BJ Whitmer? I mean, I get it, you guys don't like each other, but I have to send employees into harms way and worry about you injuring one of my top guys because you're a sore WINNER? Give me a break, Chris. You need to cool it! Go home, think about this, and don't come back until you've got a better attitude about things! I'm serious, pal; you need to cut the crap!
Chris Dickinson:
Oh, what, so I drive all the way here to bumfuck Cleveland, and now I've gotten go all the way back to Staten Island, no pay, no nothing... are you fucking kidding ME, AL!? Oh, I'm leaving... get your guard dogs back- hey, fuck you, Shane!
Chris goes after Shane Douglas, but Lynn and Snow get between them, before Dickinson turns, hands up, and backs off.
Chris Dickinson:
Alright, alright... fuck. I don't need him mean mugging me, I'm fucking pissed off... God damn it. Alright, I'm going, but I'm not dropping this shit with BJ Whitmer, and it's only going to get worse for him. Suspend me however long you want, I'm taking him down!
Dickinson grabs his bag and kicks the door open, storming off into "the sunset," so to speak.
After the opening, we head down to the announcer's table, where we are greeted by Good Ol' J.R. and his commentary partner, Mick Foley.
Jim Ross:
Welcome folks to another edition of Monday Night WAR! We thank you for once again welcoming us into your homes, and man, I have to tell you, I am relieved to know that bastard Chris Dickinson has been ejected from the building!
Mick Foley:
I think it's a travesty, Jim, I mean, what, is this crotchet all of the sudden? You can't get a little heated in the throes of battle? I think it's ridiculous, but then again, we have a guy who talks to a mannequin head running the show around here, so I suppose that's the kind of behavior we should expect from the front office.
Jim Ross:
Mick, you know damn well that damn Dickinson is a menace and a rotten egg, fowling up the place with his devil may care attitude, and this may not be crotchet, but sure as Hell ain't a damn prison fight... this a sport, damn it, and the rules need to be followed or somebody's gonna get hurt! Dickinson is a sick individual, and a liability, and I think they should just lock him up and throw away the key, damn it! He makes me wanna spit I'm so mad right now! You see the way he went after Shane Douglas? He was like a wild dog! There's no room for that in this sport, Mick! Not where I'm sittin'!
Mick Foley:
How about you step down from your soap box, Jim, and look at it rationally. He gets a little heated, and yeah, he's made mistakes, but he was provoked, and BJ Whitmer is the one to really blame for all of this. If he wouldn't have provoked Chris, this whole thing wouldn't have turned out the way it has, but now, there's no other choice: the only way this is going to end is in a blood bath.
Jim Ross:
Yeah, yeah, what are you, his lawyer, Mick? You two should just go get a room somewhere in La La Land, cause I'm sitting here in reality ready to call some action.
Mick Foley:
Hey, man, that sounds good to me!
Jim Ross:
Thank God, well let's head to the ring, where we've got The Monk taking on Eddie King!
Mick Foley:
Kingston.
Jim Ross:
That's right, Eddie Kingston makes his debut!
Mick Foley:
Against "The Warrior Monk" AKUMA.
Jim Ross:
Uh huh, you said it!
Mick Foley:
One of us had to...
We head to the ring now for the opener.
"The Last of a Dying Breed" Eddie Kingston vs. "The Warrior Monk" AKUMA
AKUMA once again came out all business, praying in the corner before the bout and showing his great agility and powerful martial arts influence striking, but Kingston came out to make a point tonight. Kingston ate a lot of what AKUMA had to dish out, managing to brawl with him and use his suplex array to put a hurting on "The Warrior Monk." In the end, AKUMA would nail a flurry of strikes and try to hit a Springboard Gamenjiri, only to have Kingston duck it and catch him with a Sliding Elbow Strike, followed by the Backfist to the Future once AKUMA staggered to his feet, earning Kingston the pinfall victory in a short but very hotly contested match.
Jim Ross:
This Kingston hits like a Winnebago, almost knocking AKUMA's head off with that spinning back punch!
Kingston grabs a microphone.
Eddie Kingston:
Ya hear a lot of talk from guys about being overlooked, or how this or that guy is getting all the push from the office. I don't really give a fuck. Life is nothing but a giant pile of shit, so why should this business be any different? I don't care if you recognize my talent, or the fact that I can take a beating like nobody else... the fact that I fight every match like my last, and I come into every match trying to kill or be killed, I don't care. You can deny me all you want, because eventually, you won't be able to. I won't be able to be held down, and you'll have to recognize Eddie Kingston... recognize that here in the War Zone, Eddie Kingston is the "War King!"
Kingston drops the mic and leaves.
Mick Foley:
I like this guy. Nothing pretty or fancy about him, he just takes a beating and likes to hurt people. I can relate to that.
The Young Bucks: "Mr. Instant Replay" Matt Jackson & "Slick" Nick Jackson vs. The Swagger Hounds: Sonjay Dutt & Rich Swann
The Young Bucks were the favorites coming into this, and they did exude a lot of confidence and showed a lot of skill in this short but very tight spotfest. However, Dutt and Swann have obviously been training together and had some moves of their own, which made for a very impressive display from both teams. In the end, Swann dodged a 450 Splash from Matt Jackson, rolling him up with Rolling School Boy on the mat to get the quick three count, to the shock of Matt Jackson, and his brother, who was on the outside scrapping with Dutt!
Jim Ross:
BAW GOD! OKLAHOMA ROLL! OKLAHOMA ROLL! SWANN GETS IT! THE HOUNDS GET THE WIN OVER THE BUCK BROTHERS!
Mick Foley:
Nothing was left in the ring tonight by these two teams, they both really wanted it, and Dutt and Swann were able to manage the upset by being just a little more clever tonight.
Dutt grabs the microphone.
Sonjay Dutt:
Rich and I, we're being sent to South Beach to take on a legendary tag team in the Dudleys, who are putting their belts on the line. Well we don't give a damn about their reputations, and we don't care about their belts... we just can't help but win, and a lot of you probably thought this was an upset tonight, but this is nothing compared to how upset ol' Ray and Devon are going to be at Madness! They are going to learn that nobody's got swagger like us!
Dutt drops the mic and we head backstage.
Backstage, we see Sheik Abdul Bashir walking down a hallway when Al Snow stops him suddenly.
Al Snow:
Oh, hey, Sheik... got a little news for you.
Sheik Abdul Bashir:
What do you want, Al? I'm a little busy...
Al Snow:
Oh, I just wanted you to meet your referee for tonight's match.
Sheik Abdul Bashir:
What are you talking ab-
Al Snow:
Sabby! Hey, he's down here!
Sheik Abdul Bashir:
What?
Just then, we hear some foot steps and then into the scene walks SABU!
Al Snow:
Since you like to play with fire and break the rules, and nobody else really wants to deal with you, I figured tonight, in your match against Shane Helms, I'd let my good friend Sabu take over the referee duties. You have a good night, and good luck out there.
Sheik Abdul Bashir:
Mother fucker...
Snow walks off with a big grin on his face, while Sabu does his "point to the heavens" taunt. Bashir walks off looking less than pleased.
Ricochet vs. "The Virgin Slayer" Shiima Xion
Xion looked really good in this match, as these two both put on a really great and diverse match, filled with crisp mat wrestling, some stiff striking, and solid lucha libre exchanges. Xion would score near falls with his Hostile Makeover and his Bible Black knee attack, but Ricochet showed some grit in surviving those moves and coming back, proving why he is a former World champion. Ricochet managed to get a near fall after hitting a Backslide Driver, as well as a Pumphandle Half Nelson Driver, but Xion really wanted to get the win in his debut. Unfortunately, Xion got distracted with his showboating, going to his hairspray can in frustration and mouthing off to the crowd, but as he tried to spray the hair product in the eyes of Ricochet, Ricochet managed to roll under it and catch Xion with a spinkick to the gut, followed by a Cross Legged Driver, and finishing up with his 630 Senton for a huge crowd reaction and the three count!
Mick Foley:
Ricochet gets back to his winning ways after a huge win here! Xion looked great, but he's got to stay focused in there!
Jim Ross:
He tried for some trickery and paid for it, Mick! Karma came back to bite him in the you-know-what, and he caught the business end of that cannonball-like Swanton from Ricochet!
We go backstage, where we see Delirious laid out with officials and medical staff trying to help him, but he's pushing them away, yelling incoherently!
Jim Ross:
BAH GOD! DELIRIOUS! DELIRIOUS IS DOWN! GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!
Mick Foley:
Yeah, he looks hurt there, I wonder if he's going to make it to the main event tonight. He has to face the likes of Spanky, Eddie Edwards, and Kenny Omega, which isn't easy for a perfectly healthy guy to do, but after this? It seems damn near impossible.
Jim Ross:
Well, we all know Delirious has more guts than brains, and he doesn't want help from nobody. I have a feeling, no matter what, he's going to be out there, win, lose, or draw, and then he's going to be lookin' for a little retribution! Whoever done this is lookin' to get a good ol' fashioned ass whippin'!
We head back to the ring.
Kid Kash vs. Chris Hero
Kid Kash is coming off a huge win against Japan's KENTA last week, but this week he gets a tall order in facing off with the debuting Chris Hero, who comes across the ring right from the start and instigates a brawl. Hero is quite a bit bigger than Kash, but Kash goes like a rabid pitbull after Hero's legs and never really relents there entire match. Hero and Kash both show good athleticism, both hitting some moves to the outside, but Hero is able to endure the onslaught Kash lays on and shows his own vast array of skills. Hero is able to level Kash a number of times with both kicks and massive elbow strikes, before locking on some nice submission holds. Hero is able to secure the submission win in the end, locking on a move he innovated, the Rivera Cloverleaf, bending Kash in half and trapping him in the middle of the ring, giving him no choice but to tap.
Jim Ross:
GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY, MICK! I THINK HE'S BROKEN IN HALF!
Mick Foley:
That was one Hell of a submission hold to end a really punishing match for both men. Hero gets the win, but he sure as Hell knows he's been in a fight, judging by the way he's walking and the look on his face.
Hero grabs the microphone.
Chris Hero:
I commend Kid Kash for one Hell of a fight there, but to be honest, he never had a chance. Between my striking... my submissions... and the fact that I'm the toughest prospect this business has ever seen, it just doesn't matter. When you're in my world... the Hero always comes out on top!
"Flatlined" by Modern Echo hits and Hero makes his exit.
No Disqualification Rules: "The Golden Boy" Drake Younger w/ Jenna Morasca vs. "The Modern Day Spartan" Matt Cross
Younger had walked out on their match last week, giving Cross the win by countout, so to make sure that doesn't happen again tonight, we have a match contested under No DQ rules! Younger plays coy early, not wanting to mix it up and calling for time outs, getting into the head of Cross before throwing a quick eye poke and attacking him viciously, taking the fight to the outside. From there, these two battle back and forth, using anything that's not nailed down to punish each other. Cross shows his abilities by flying off of the apron, the guardrail, and chairs in the crowd, as well as just brawling with Younger, who's known for death matches, but has taken to acting more like an old school heel lately, making the fans very upset, and using Jenna Morasca to his advantage as much as he can. In the end, Morasca would distract Cross, who grabbed her by the hair and planted a big kiss on her, sending her off the apron horrified, only to turn around and catch FIRE EXTINGUISHER FUMES TO THE FACE! From there, Younger attacks Cross by bashing the extinguisher into the back of his neck before nailing him with a massive Sit-Out Piledriver! Younger, just to be a bastard, pins him in a Prawn Hold, grabbing the tights with his feet on the ropes, completely taking advantage of the no disqualification rules for no apparent reason other than making the fans upset, to get the three count.
Jim Ross:
Oh, look at this son of a bitch gloating after that sad display! He should be ashamed of himself! I've never seen such a despicable display of unsportsmanlike conduct!
Mick Foley:
Hey, Cross wanted this rematch, he wanted it to be no DQ, and it obviously backfired on him. Drake Younger had his hand forced, he walked out on the match last week, not wanting to get his hands dirty in this kind of garbage wrestling anymore, but they dragged him back into this lifestyle, and woke up a sleeping giant, J.R.! I say more power to him!
Jim Ross:
Garbage wrestling is right, as any match this guy is in should be sponsored by Glad bags! He's nothin' but a stinkin' piece of trash, and he's gonna get his, one way or another, I will bet on that!
"The Russian Hooligan" Alex Koslov & Chris Sabin vs. "The Kentucky Crippler" BJ Whitmer & Billy Kidman
This match was pretty prototypical tag team stuff, with Koslov and Sabin cutting off the ring and beating down Whitmer early, showing some pretty good double team chemistry and working the crowd as heels until Kidman got the hot tag. Kidman comes in, cleans house pretty well and hits a Rydeen Bomb on Koslov for a two count. Sabin, the rival of Kidman, starts getting the better of the 5-time World champion, causing him to tag out to Whitmer. Whitmer comes back in, but somebody comes in from the crowd... it's CHRIS DICKINSON! The referee rings the bell as Dickinson attacks Whitmer viciously!
Jim Ross:
GOD DAMN IT! GOD DAMN YOU, DICKINSON! SECURITY NEEDS TO GET OUT HERE, HELL, CALL CLEVELAND P.D., WE GOT A CIVILIAN IN THERE DISRUPTING THE SHOW! YOU'RE BARRED DICKINSON, YOU BASTARD!
Mick Foley:
Hey, he said he was leaving the building, he didn't say he wouldn't come back. He warned Snow anyway that he was out for Whitmer, and it looks like he's putting a pretty good beating on him right here!
Jim Ross:
Yeah, real tough guy, blindsiding a man in the middle of a damn match! Shows a lot of character, Mick, I'm glad you think it's so damn amusing. This cannot be condoned!
Mick Foley:
I think Al needs to wise up and cut the foreplay and just let these two hash it out in the ring like men, one on one. Enough of the games. It's all his fault, really. He's had them chomping at the bit in these damn tag team matches, trying to build the thing up and squeeze every last penny he could, and this is what happens... this is what happens when you send a guy like "The Death Machine" Chris Dickinson in a frenzied blood lust... you want to point a finger, point it at Al Snow! Dickinson is only human, he can only take so much!
Jim Ross:
I don't know what kind of Rainbowland you're livin' in, Mick, but in the real world, this is a bunch of bull crap, but you're right about one thing, these two need to get in the ring, one on one, so BJ can stomp a mudhole in Dickinson's ass and walk it dry!
Dickinson is escorted out by security, laughing and flipping the bird every which way, sending the fans into a near riot, as Whitmer is left trying to regain his footing in the ring, bleeding from his forehead.
"The Hurricane" Shane Helms vs. "The Middle Eastern Nightmare" Sheik Abdul Bashir: Special Referee Sabu
The last time these two faced off one on one, Bashir threw a fireball in Helms' face. To watch out for those types of shenanigans tonight and lay down the law, Sabu has been brought in to enforce the laws of the match, and Bashir was none too happy about it. Bashir would try all of his dirty tricks, but Sabu was very stern and physical with him, breaking up cheap pinfall attempts and giving warnings about low blows and eye gauges. Finally Bashir had had enough and shoved Sabu down, stomping him and heading to the outside where he retrieved a chair. Back in the ring, Bashir tried to attack Helms with the chair, but Sabu stole it from him, grabbing it from behind and when Bashir turned, Sabu threw the chair right into his face! Bashir stumbled back, right into a School Boy from Helms, which Sabu did a quick count and Helms got the victory! Sabu and Helms both headed up the ramp, Sabu holding up Helms hand, as Bashir was beside himself with anger inside the ring!
Jim Ross:
YEAH! HELL YEAH! HOW'S IT FEEL TO GET SCREWED OVER, SHEIK, YOU BASTARD! THAT'LL TEACH YA!
Mick Foley:
Bashir should have been a bit smarter, I mean, why would you provoke the guy calling the match? He never had a chance, really, but I guess you reap what you sew. Somehow, though, I don't think this over.
Spanky vs. Delirious vs. "Die Hard" Eddie Edwards vs. "The Final Boss" Kenny Omega
Delirious managed to make his way out, despite the attack, but was obviously nowhere near 100% in this match and was a big target. The match itself was a pretty spotfest, each man hitting high impact moves and landing high risk maneuvers to get near falls. Delirious would actually come pretty close to getting the win, at one point, hitting the Chemical Imbalance II on Kenny Omega, but it was broken up with a Thrust Kick to the face from Edwards. Spanky would attempt to hit the Sliced Bread #2 on Edwards, but would get crotched on the ropes. Edwards would then nail a Springboard Dropkick to send Spanky to the outside the hard way. Omega would try to springboard in and attack Edwards, but Edwards caught his leg as he flew in, rolling him into a tight Half Boston Crab! With nowhere to go and both of the other competitors on the outside, Omega was forced to tap.
Jim Ross:
Huge win there for "Die Hard" Eddie Edwards, and this kid is a real blue chipper, I tell ya what- OH! OH, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!
On the outside, Delirious is being attacked, and this time it is no secret who it is. It's CHRISTOPHER DANIELS!
Security once again is forced to come out and break this up, as Daniels is yelling, "I KNOW IT'S YOU, DELIRIOUS! I KNOW YOU'RE SUICIDE! I'M GOING TO EXPOSE YOU! I'M GOING TO END YOU!"
Mick Foley:
Delirious is obviously a target of the Christopher Daniels campaign, and now it's no mystery who attacked him before this match. I mean, this guy is just sad. He needs serious professional help.
Jim Ross:
HE'S SICKER THAN A CROSS DRESSER WITH PNEUMONIA, MICK! Causing this kind of carnage is unforgivable! He's gotta answer for this!
Mick Foley:
Oh, I'm sure he will.
Jim Ross:
Folks, for Mick Foley, I'm Jim Ross, we'll see you next week!
